#he was in the yellow team along with other prisoner

[the-acid-pear]

Something I adore about T-Bag is how subtle but consistent his character development is because as the seasons go on and he spends more time out of the jail (or, in other, worse jails) the more of his worst traits and beliefs he kinda let's go. Which is what makes me passionate about him he really has it in him to improve, to change. By the intro of season 5 he was literally just living alone in a swamp or something and didn't even want anything to do with Michael.

Like it's not that it happens from morning to noon it's just that there's less and less opportunities for him to repeat his problems to the point he just stops doing it altogether willingly it's just really neat. I just enjoy it.

[mixelation]

reborn au, deidara POV. start of the chunin exams

Deidara sat across the desk from the Hokage, wedged between Itachi and Tori. Oonoki, and any commanding officer below him, would have made him stand, even if he was bleeding out. 

Minato, meanwhile, tended to make meetings feel more like a conversation. Brief communications were done standing, but for their longer meetings he’d gesture for them to pull up chairs and then lean back casually in his own seat. He usually didn’t even complain if someone interrupted him with questions. 

(Which Team 4 did. A lot. Because Itachi and Tori were both assholes who thought they were smarter than they were. Deidara, meanwhile, only had the most salient of interruptions.)

MInato did this even with super serious missions, like his insane plot to have them enter the Iwa Chunin Exam as cover to extract a Konoha prisoner.

Deidara wasn’t sure if Minato was so casual for all his shinobi, or if being on his wife’s team got them special privileges. Kushina-sensei had, in fact, chosen to sit on the desk rather than a chair, the backs of her sandals clunking against the wood. But even if it was just a perk of being on Kushina-sensei’s team, Deidara would take this lax style over anything Iwa ever put him through. 

“Iwa sent their finalized list of contraband,” Minato said, voice cheerful. He held up a stack of papers. “I’ll read them to you. It’s pretty intense.”

The list was… lengthy. And sort of insane. They banned them from bringing in their own weapons, promising to provide adequate replacements upon arrival. They also banned all fuinjutsu related material, including any type of paper or writing utensil, and then an increasingly unhinged list of items which seem to pose no real danger to Deidara. 

Minato’s voice cracked at reading the phrase “nectars and other viscous juices,” and then he turned and coughed a couple times to cover up laughter. 

Kushina-sensei was also covering a smile with one hand. 

“Did they put an insane person in charge of communications?” Deidara asked. 

“No, they…” Minato had to pause a moment to get ahold of himself again. “They really, really don’t want you sneaking in a Hiraishin marker. Or making a new one.”

“Sorry,” Kushina-sensei told them, not looking the least bit sorry. “They’re probably only this paranoid because I’m your sensei.”

This did make sense to Deidara. The Iwa he’d grown up in, in the other timeline, had been one in which the Yellow Flash was dead and gone, and the man was still haunting old people’s nightmares. Some of Deidara’s older Academy texts had been from before his death, and they’d included insane protocols for what to do if he showed up on the field. Not a Konoha ninja, not a ninja with a specific technique– just him. No other Kage had such an honor. 

He could only imagine the sort of cultural anxiety Minato was inflicting on Iwa just by existing. 

The idea was sort of exiting, actually. All that fear and anxiety building up for years, just waiting for someone to come along and end it all in one glorious moment–

Tori elbowed him. To Minato, she asked, “Will they give us fuinjutsu supplies too, or do we have to get creative?”

Minato’s lips quirked upwards. 

“They will give you fuinjutsu supplies,” he said. “A village only makes money off an exam if they can show off promising genin, and I convinced them it would be necessary for you to give a good show.”

“But I don’t get any?” Kushina-sensei clarified. 

Any Iwa-nin who’d done two seconds of research on Uzumaki Kushina would want to ban her from even touching a brush forever. Even if she hadn’t gotten famous off of murder like he had, she and Minato came as a set: half his techniques were from her, and if anyone was going to be making Hiraishin markers and spreading them around, it would be her. 

“I don’t know how they’ll enforce Tori having access but not you,” Minato admitted. “Supervision, maybe.”

Itachi cleared his throat. “You're sure this isn’t an ambush?” he asked. 

This seemed like a good point to Deidara. They were basically just agreeing to waltz into Iwa completely weaponless and submit to whatever asshole demands Iwa might make. And like, someone like Deidara could do it, but it would be super annoying.

Minato took a moment to answer, gathering his thoughts. 

“It might be,” he said, tone suddenly deadly serious. “But their doors will be open to plenty of foreign powers, and they’ve already advertised a team from Konoha. A move against us would be very, very stupid of them.” He let a humorless smile cross his lips. “Besides, I intentionally picked a team that could still function even with every disadvantage they might give you.”

Next to him, Tori shifted uneasily. Deidara didn’t think she was nervous for herself, because Tori had wandered into worse with no ninja skills whatsoever and came out on top. It was that there was no way Minato knew that, because Tori liked to downplay her talents at every turn. She had worked her way into the mission plan as a competent fuinjutsu user, but he probably wasn’t including her in his super special hand-picked team. 

(And also, if you evaluated Tori the way you would in a classroom– throw this knife here, use this type of kick, demonstrate this particular move– she was pretty mediocre, even for a twelve year old. Tori only seemed intimidating after she’d tricked into doing something deeply stupid and then was waving some insane seal in your face.)

Deidara wasn’t even sure Minato was including him, even though he ranked right up there with Kushina-sensei and Itachi in terms of “has an absurd bloodline limit, good luck taking THAT away.” It seemed more likely he and Tori got signed up to be semi-expendable benchwarmers, and any talents they ended up displaying were just a nice perk.  

The thought made him angry. Minato might seem way cooler than Oonoki, but they were all the same, weren’t they? Minato would definitely abandon him and Tori to save his precious Konoha-born shinobi. 

Tori must be putting thought into what she would do without weapons, because she remarked, “It’s such overkill to ban all paper, though. If I already wasn’t using sealing paper, I wouldn’t be like, ‘Oh, no regular paper either? Guess I’ll just give up.’”

Deidara attempted to reel in his temper. This was Tori probing the waters of what she could get away with. She was infuriatingly cautious about it, in Deidara’s opinion, but her paranoid little brain would be better attuned to when they might have to jump ship. He should let her take lead on this and not upset himself. 

Kushina-sensei flashed her teeth at Tori. “No, obviously if you’re good enough, you can make any flat surface work. I assume that’s why they banned…. hand mirrors.”

There was a long pause while Kushina-sensei and Tori stared at each other, presumably contemplating what chaos they could cause with a hand mirror. 

Minato’s swivel chair groaned as he leaned back, dropping his papers on his desk. 

“It’s a moot point,” he said. “Tori, we don’t use untested seals in the field, and you can’t count on any seal that works on paper to work anywhere else. There’s a reason we use sealing paper. No hand mirror seals, okay?”

Hand mirrors were only the tip of the iceberg of insane shit Tori might try, but she plastered a meek smile on her face and agreed anyway. 

Disgusting, Deidara thought. He trusted this version of Tori to save his ass if they suddenly had to abandon ship, but she was also the worst possible version of herself. Unartistic. 

Itachi changed the subject again. “The overall mission is getting convoluted. How will Kushina get to Morino with fuinjutsu supplies if we may be supervised so closely? What are we going to do about Deidara’s explosion release?”

Tori opened her mouth, perhaps to suggest her own plan, only to close it and glance at Kushina-sensei. Ugh. 

“We’ll just wing it,” Kushina-sensei said with full confidence. 

Deidara turned to confirm that yes, Itachi did look like his brain had just exploded.  Also seeing this, Tori said to him, “It’s okay. You can’t actually keep a fuinjutsu master from smuggling things wherever they want.”

Now Minato looked like he wanted to say something, but wasn’t quite sure where to start. 

“I have an idea on how to distract them from Deidara,” Kushina-sensei said, twisting her torso to face Minato. “But they’ll eventually, uh… notice some things.”

Deidara clenched his fists, his nails digging into the bottom lips of his hand-mouths. Minato drummed his fingers on the desk. 

“It’s tricky, but they don’t have a verifiable claim on him,” Minato replied. He eyed Deidara. “Do you have a preferred cover-up story?”

“...no,” Deidara admitted. 

He didn’t like that Iwa thought they owned him, but he’d never had strong feelings about his family origins. They were assholes that treated him like shit, and he’d left. That was it. 

They kicked around a few ideas, ranging from gaslighting everyone that Deidara’s explosions had nothing to do with Iwa’s only bloodline limit, to claiming he was an old experiment of Orochimaru. They didn’t come to any sort of real conclusion, and eventually Minato said he’d sleep on it and dismissed them. 

“Deidara, can I talk to you for a moment?” Minato asked. Deidara narrowed his eyes at him, and from his peripheral vision he saw Tori flash a hand sign which was almost definitely Behave.

He crossed his arm and remained sitting while everyone else filed out. Kushina-sensei twirled in her seat so she could duck down and give Minato a peck on the cheek first. Gross. 

When they were alone, Minato asked, “How do you feel about this mission?”

“It’s a mission, yeah,” Deidara replied slowly, trying to parse what he was actually being asked. Loyalty, maybe. His father was an Iwa-nin, even if he’d never met him. He added, “I don’t really like undercover missions, but it’s fine if I get to do some art. If I get a promotion and a nice paycheck out of it, all the better.” 

Deidara still wasn’t sure he wanted to stay in Konoha, but the prospect of a steady income after being a child wandering-nin no one wanted to hire was incredibly alluring. Income meant he could have a bed, maybe even rent an art studio if Konoha Jounin got paid well. These fantasies weren’t enough to make him even consider going back to a hellhole that was Iwa, but if all Konoha had to torture him was a pushy sensei who got him in good with the Hokage, he’d take it. 

“I know you intentionally fled Iwa,” Minato said, his voice… soft for some reason. Weird. “I understand going back might be uncomfortable.”

“I’ve never been to Iwa,” Deidara defended immediately. He’d made damn sure to leave Earth Country as soon as he could, and they hadn’t even been able to put him through any of their stupid ninja aptitude tests in this timeline. 

Minato put up both hands as a calming gesture. 

“I know, I know,” he replied. “But you have their bloodline limit. You grew up outside of a village, so this might not be obvious to you yet, but your art is going to link you Iwa permanently. I don’t want to send you into Iwa unprepared.”

Deidara had to spend a few moments grinding his teeth to hold back rude words. Of course he knew. Iwa had bred him to be their perfect little killing machine.  

“It’s not Iwa’s bloodline limit,” Deidara replied eventually. “It’s mine, yeah. I decide what it’s for and what I do with it. That’s the whole point of my art, yeah.”

Minato raised both eyebrows. “Alright,” he said. “Good. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

He dismissed him, leaving him with a strange promise that his door was always open if Deidara wanted to “talk.” Whatever. 

As he hopped down the stairs of Hokage tower two at a time, Deidara found himself surprised Minato had agreed that his bloodline limit was his own, separate from a village’s control. Probably a manipulation to keep Deidara away from any temptations to join Iwa. There was no way Minato would say Itachi’s eyeballs were for himself only and not Konoha, or that Kushina should use her chakra chains for anything but Konoha’s wellbeing. Villages just didn’t work like that. 

Not that Deidara would complain about special treatment…

Tori was waiting for him outside, leaning against an outside wall. They started the walk back to the genin dorms. 

“What’d he want?” she asked. 

Deidara rolled his eyes exaggeratedly. “He wanted to know how I felt, yeah. Stupid.”

Tori frowned. “And how do you feel?” she asked. 

“Like you and him are both annoying, yeah,” Deidara replied. “Also, what the hell is with you twiddling your thumbs and acting stupid whenever anyone asks about fuinjutsu–”

Tori rolled her eyes right back at him. This was an ongoing argument. Deidara understood her reasoning for downplaying her talents; he just thought it was stupid. Just because Orochimaru was a manipulative scumbag didn’t mean every ninja wanted to push and push until she had a screaming breakdown. Most villages did this very slowly and steadily in a very predictable, soul-crushing kind of way.  

Somehow, Tori looped his rant at her back around. “I mean, if you have feelings about me and Oto, you definitely have some feelings about you and Iwa,” she said. “Are you going to be able to keep it together, seeing it?”

Deidara scowled at her. She’d worded it ambiguously because they were in public, but there was a definite seeing it AGAIN implied in there. And obviously Deidara didn’t want to go to Iwa, but that was the mission she and Itachi had signed him up for. He was an adult, if not physically. He could handle being annoyed by Iwa-nin for a month. 

“Obviously,” he told Tori. Then he grabbed her arm and yanked her down a side street, changing the subject entirely. “There’s a new take-out place down here. We should get dinner, yeah.”

[regaliasonata]

Ranger Headcanons Batch

-Marah and Dustin, after settling out their differences, have become rather good friends. Mainly like two braincells forming together in unison. She kinda likes to play dress up with him and with attending the academy invites him with Kapri to sleepovers.

-Marah loves Doja Cat, though Cameron had to take away her speakers when she kept blaring music in the Watanabe Estate. She gets music from Conner who in turn gets it from SPD so she has access to future artists.

-The Wild Force zords and animal spirits in JF are the same but have variations. The animarium used to be affiliated with Pai Zhua but split off, WF focuses on sharing wild force powers through their crystals as outside sources while JF utilizes animal spirit powers from the inside.

-Some dimensions share a universal counterpart, Shelby and Scott are counterparts along with their fathers. This may also count with other characters such as Mack and Venjix or Kendall and Dr. K.

-A lot of the older red rangers from MMPR to Time Force do not like the newer reds. For many reasons...One they aren't exactly keen on being respectful just because of bragging rights, Hunter is hated the most by some of them for good reason due to Jason trying to impede on personal business the Bradley's had with their parent's old enemies and the red ranger came back with electric burns on his body. Two the amount of gimmicks and forms kinda show up the older reds, Jayden and Casey jumped Tommy during a forced sparring match. And finally three, Tyler doesn't know who they are and for all we know there could've been different teams in his universe so who the hell is Jason Lee Scott?

-Hunter does actually like TJ, Eric and Andros, Cole is nice but he doesn't like him cause Dustin's got eyes for the fellow lion ranger...it's on sight if Jason comes to Blue Bay Harbor.

-Taylor and Jen despise SPD, Syd and Z's treatment being the reason.

-The first yellow ranger meeting happened during Ninja Storm and Dustin literally became the marshmallow of the group.

-Some teams that are more secluded have reasons mainly due to feeling indifferent about zordon or the increase of mmpr rangers trying to come in a fix everything when they aren't needed.

-while Mystic Force may the the strongest team due to their magic, raw power wise that category goes clearly to Ninja Storm with their non ranger elemental powers and training...if anything if lothor kept them as evil then I feel like it would've been even harder to change them back than in the DT crossover. Jungle Fury might be abel to take care of them if they are lucky.

-Rangers, specifically those with civilian powers, are banned from the Olympics. Or at least until there's a division crested specifically for them.

-The Morphin Grid has a spiral of collective unconscious with ideas, hence why Tarrick and Leanbow share a dort of similarity. The idea is that there might've been some magical aspects on Rafkon giving Tarrick the same appearance armor wise or a dimension where Leanbow was his counterpart.

-Necrolai and RJ had a feud during the Twilight era of media...Vida and Casey were hyping both sides up(mainly supporting their respective partners🩷🖤❤️💜). Luckily this wasn't about the movie and more on which were better, werewolves or vampires.

-Hunter and Blake's willingness to kill Kanoi wasn't by circumstance. They really were down to murder if needed, the Thunder Academy had some rather different ways of training but from being fueled by losing their parents if anything was to happen to the other sibling then it would be lights out for their enemies.

-During the Cosmic Fury invasion the Mystif Force team didn't lose against Zedd but only got caught off guard. He needed a backup plan because he knew he wasn't strong enough to beat them, they roasted the shit out of him from the ranger prisons.

-Majority of the rangers aren't straight.

[sapphire600]

They’re back, they’re so back!!

I have a few theories and feelings

A. Eddie and Venom never actually left the MCU?

Okay, remember in Siderman No Way Home: Eddie and Venom were in a bar and they eventually got send back to their universe along with the other villains. We also find out that Venom left a piece of themselves in the MCU.

We see that they’re picking that storyline up, we see that the military find out about the symboites and find the piece that Venom left behind, however that is in the MCU. Not in the Venom universe where all the movies is taking place, so what I’m saying is how is the MCU military tracking down Eddie & Venom if they went back to their own universe?!

B. Eddie and Venom are going to be separate. Eddie, Patrick and Toxin are going to team up.

If you’re confused who is Patrick is, he is the cop from LTBC and in the comics, he is the first host of Toxin (Carnage’s offspring, which makes Venom Toxic’s grandfather, lol) we see that we already got Patrick locked up. We don’t see Toxic, but we know they’re there.

I believe that Toxin is the strongest symboite, so when the military try to separate them with sounds, it didn’t work so they just put them in the prison cell together. They eventually separate Venom and Eddie and put Eddie in the prison cell with Patrick where they going to escape, I think Eddie also once was Toxin’s host in the comics to, so it would be kinda cool if they did a nod of that.

C. The other symboites are alive?!

We saw that the other symboites are alive? They must’ve survived the first movie or theses are band new ones. I think saw a yellow one (Scream), a gray one (Riot?!) and a orange one (Phage). This could mean, symboites can’t really died and that also could mean Carnage can come back. They can also make it where all the symboites are actually Venom’s offspring like in the comics.

D. Something bad is going to happen to Venom.

In LTBC, Eddie really didn’t appreciate Venom until the last minute and I think that’s what they’re going to do here. I think Venom is going to get seriously hurt. I really hope we get a scene where Eddie is literally begging the scientists for help while he holds a defenseless Venom they’re going to die.

[x-bee-x]

I was thinking of a color and like describing things someone in the server would associate them with, decided that someone would be Pac, then went through the rainbow and then some.

Prism

816 words

Pactw lives in a world of color.

Dipped in a vat of rainbow from the first blink of life.

He does not ever say what his favorite or least favorite shade of the world around him is when asked.

Because sometimes it's red.

Like his heart, like most anyone's heart he supposes, what was most commonly associated with love.

Like the sky looming above them on that other island, the one where they called Watcher took them and made them play games that required winners but none were exactly keen on winning, the place where three children were apparently also waiting and needed looking after.

Like the blood that ran from his leg, or the place it used to be, but was now running along grey stone floors, and in the stubble and along the smiling teeth of the person across him.

Like poppies, his niece's favorite flower, that she handed out to each beloved member of the island and was later placed in a vase or sewn onto backpacks or tucked behind ears.

But it's also orange.

Like the outer petals of his son's favorite flower.

Like prison jumpsuits, the kind he wore in Alcatraz, after he and Mike were a little to reckless and got caught and were lead away and kept behind metal bars until their escape.

It could be yellow.

Like the main color of the jersey his son wore, sitting too big on his tiny and oval body.

Like the halo that sat above Bobby's head, where he stood waiting for his parents and other island residents, behind a wall of glass and inside an all white room the Federation lead them too.

Like the yolk that dripped like blood from the weapon belonging to someone that looked like an employee of Cucorucho, but had a single eye in the center of their face, the body of his niece on the ground nearby.

Like the innertube with features of a duck that sat around the frame of his nephew.

Or sometimes it was green.

Like the numbers on the front of and around the neck and sleeves of his son's jersey.

Like the "moss" that dotted Badboyhalo's back when they got back from Purgatory.

Like Mike's eyes, and the shirt he wore with a creeper on the front, and his soul.

Of course there was also blue.

Like the underside of his hair that was dyed before his date,

Like the flames of which his team were named after on the other island.

Like the hoodie he wore basically every day.

Sometimes it was purple.

Like the particles that surrounded a person when they used a warpstone.

Like the veins that glowed and pulsed along the inky wings of Philza.

Like the almost translucent portal encased in obsidian that no one was allowed to go through, except the president one time, and he came back wrong.

Like the mushroom hat with white polka dots his niece liked to wear.

There was also pink.

Like Mine, the partner of his soulmate, of her eyes and hair.

Like the color of the pills, that were flavorless and tasted more artificial than anything, from the bottle with a smiley face he held in his fist.

Like the almost certain blush on the apples of his cheeks as he lifted and hid his face in the collar of his shirt at being asked to go do a dungeon, just the two of them, sort of like a date.

But it could also be brown.

Like his own eyes.

Like the leather band of his second son's goggles that sat around the top of his head.

Like the crates on the cargo ship that sat along the side that brought him and his companions to the island.

Like Cell's hair, who had since added a second syllable to his name, but it still hung kind of curly and in his face the same as prison.

Like Fit's favorite tee shirt.

Or sometimes it was black.

Like his own hair.

Like the blocks of concrete left behind in the place of children, along with notes of worry and love, and blurry pictures, dotting the land like weeds.

Like the ten and a half pairs of legs and feet running around giggling and needing cookies.

And it was white.

Like the shine of Badboyhalo's eyes since his revival.

Like that stupid bear and their stupid employees and the stupid walls and floors of the buildings they worked in.

Like the bottle of pills that sat in a locked briefcase, and his hoodie and pants which had been replaced, and the teeth of the too wide to be honest smiles that he and the president shared.

Like the shells of his children and nieces and nephews.

Pactw lived in a world of color.

He liked and disliked each shade for their own respective reason.

But his world never lacked.

[moonlight-tmd]

regarding your recent post:

I'll be honest, I'm either rooting for blitz or prowl lmao X3

blitz cause he's gone out of his way to do these things for bee that you listed in the other and his pure admiration and love for the lil' bug. blitz has nerve and gut to do those things, especially for an autobot ; who are the enemy since he's a decepticon, blitz's own fraction and leader are an after thought, and I respect that to an extent lol

can't really say the same for shockwave/longarm tbh but he's trying lol

and prowl because of the chemistry he and bee shared in the canon of the actual show. I'm pretty sure there are two episodes dedicated to just the duo working together or bonding cause they're the embodiment of technology and nature. I like this one because it fits more into the canon and they just give me brain rot >v<

and bee just seeking protection from bulk from all three is funny and cute to me! like, bulk and bee are long term besties of course they'd protect each other. bee just running to bulk, asking for a place to hide (from longarm and prowl lmao) and bulk agreeing. so, bee just naps in bulk's subspace while he's doing something as prowl and longarm wander around the factory

yeh me too X3

Blitz is literally attached to the Decepticons by nothing other than the fact he's scared of Megatron, it says so on the wiki even. And now Megatron is gone so technically there's nothing holding him back from doing what he wants and ditching everything to pursue the yellow scout that stole his Spark.

Prowl knew Bee for a while and had grown to admire him in secret. He never thought about asking him out cuz there was never an occasion- plus he thinks that Bee will turn him down cuz he's so different from him. (even if they get along great as they are)

Longarm/Shockwave is just stuck in a perpetual loop of "What's more important: Job or Love?" So he's just trying to cope with everything at once- seeing how every choice will impact his and Bee's life and all. It's a lot even for his processor. Although, similar to Blitz, Megs is gone atm so there's nothing holding him back from casually switching sides once and for all and devoting his life to Bee.

Bee is just there very confused and worried to why everyone wants to date him all of a sudden. I mean, he likes the attention but he doesn't like how possesive each of them get. He doesn't wanna be treated like a prize, but like a loved one. Bulkhead is just trying to help him out and so is the rest of the team- when Bee suddenly disappears they don't tell Prowl or Longarm where he went on purpose. Prowl is smart enough to understand Bee avoids him which saddens him. He wants to apologize but he never gets an opportunity.

Tbh after Blitz reveals Longarm is a spy there are 2 routes it can go; Longarm gets arrested and Bee is hurting cuz he did like him and Shockwave is just being depressed in his prison cell. Or Longarm pulls an uno reverse and says he's been an Autobot spy in disguise and been doing infiltration missions in secret to get Decepticon files, effectively earning him a good favor with Bee. (he's not really registered in the criminal records, he has access to that if he needed to delete it and all his actions have been anonymous from the start, few know of Shockwave's existance.)(Blitz knew Shockwave for a bit but he is too dumb to see thru Long's lie.)

Either way it's most likely that both Blitzwing and Prowl get to date Bumblebee. If Shockwave does decide to pull the uno reverse then he tags along too. Don't worry they learn to share nicely and that there is enough love for everyone.

though BlitzBee is my favorite but don't tell them

[endlessnightlock]

Hi endlessnightlock 👋

I'm so happy to see you asking for prompts 😊 and smutty ones too! Lol. May you do 20 and 39? Only if it pleases thy brains. Thank you so much 🙏🌼

20. Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.

39. Kissing tears from the other’s face.

Thank you @dandelionlovesyou

I fumble down the fluorescent-lit hallway, dragging my hand along the walls, searching for any way to escape the repercussions of one of the stupider things I've done. But District Thirteen is an underground prison offering no exit.

Panic makes it hard to breathe or even think. The choking noises coming from my throat astonish me. Ugly cries, like when Peeta's heart gave out in the arena.

I have to stop thinking about him so much. I should leave him alone, let him wallow in his newly-acquired hatred of me.

I'm used to being the hunter, not the prey. If only I hadn't wandered into his line of sight.

"Katniss? Katniss!" Peeta screams, making up the distance behind me. I can hear his pants for air as he gives chase. He isn't slowing. Even shoeless, he's impossible to miss, his footsteps relentlessly pounding on the cement floor, his artificial foot making an odd clicking sound. This boy the rescue team extracted from the Capitol and Snow's hands isn't the same. My Peeta would always let me run from him.

When I finally come across a door in the hallway that gives, I cover my mouth with my hand to keep from sobbing with relief. Stumbling inside, the door slams at my back. It's a stairwell, a mostly unused place. Thirteen is a massive underground bunker; I've only ever used the elevators to get around.

The adrenaline that was racing through my veins, granting me speed and drive to run, dissipates. My knees grow weak, and I stumble backward, my heels catching on the bottom step. But I have to move, so I grab the handrail and drag myself up the steps.

The blood rushing through my ears must have blocked the sound of the stairwell door opening and closing because it took several seconds for me to realize Peeta had found me. Knowing I should run, I pause to look at him instead, staring up at me from the landing. He's put on a little weight, his hair is a little longer, and his bruises have faded to just a suggestion of yellow and purple that match the handful of thumbprints he left on my neck. He's as winded as I am; we're both gasping for air.

I hope he doesn't notice the tears pooling in my eyes.

"Katniss, would you please wait?" he asks. "I just want to talk to you."

Warily, I take him in. Back in his room, beneath the gaze of the medical staff watching us from the other side of the glass, he made it perfectly clear how he felt. That I was a piece of work, selfish, hateful. All things I already knew about myself, but jarring hearing it from him.

I don't know why I remain in place as he makes his way up the steps, finally stopping one down so we can look at each other eye-to-eye. He's still dangerous, I know, but other than flinching when his finger strokes my cheek, I remain still. He must realize that touching my face is too soon and close to my injury; his hand drops to my shoulder instead.

"What?" I whisper, voice trembling. Doesn't he know he already slayed me with his hatred? There isn't much damage he could do other than kill me at this point. Tears roll freely from my eyes the longer we remain silent.

When Peeta leans toward me, I freeze. Not in fear (which would be reasonable, seeing he tried to kill me a few weeks ago) but surprise.

He kisses me, and I can't breathe. The pressure is firm and insistent, but his lips are soft. It's what I wanted from him the night he came back.

"I'm sorry," he breathes. His body trembles. I'm not sure with what emotion, but when he begins to cry, I kiss the tears off his face.

[hummingbird-of-light]

June of Doom 2024 Day 4 (@juneofdoom)

4. “Does that hurt?”                              

| Impalement | Fracture | Punishment |

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As she was led away from the rest of the imprisoned landing party, Christine Chapel was already aware that things were not going to end well for her.

The path led her and her captors through long corridors lit with artificial light and for the first time Christine got an impression of how huge the research center on the planet Gaduz IV actually was.

A team of scientists and doctors had beamed down from the Enterprise to the planet with the aim of helping the humanoid beings living there to develop a new vaccine.

It should have been a simple mission. The team was to help the natives, who had been members of the Federation for quite some time, while the Enterprise underwent repairs at a nearby starbase.

Too late they had realized that the research center had been taken over by rebels and the ship had already been out of range when Christine and the others realized what was going on.

"You'll never get away with it," growled the nurse, giving the two male creatures that were dragging her along an angry look.

"Oh, but we already are. The research center is ours. From here, we can pass the virus off as a vaccine and spread it across the entire planet. And then our world will finally be rid of all the wretched, frail creatures. Only the strong will survive."

One man's yellow eyes sparkled with delight as he uttered these words and his partner nodded in agreement.

It was just crazy! Chapel simply could not and would not understand how someone was capable of such a thing.

"Provided, of course, you earthlings don't try to cause any more problems." The hand holding Christine only squeezed tighter and the nurse gritted her teeth.

"Oh, I'm sorry, does that hurt?" One of the kidnappers laughed maliciously and Christine gave him a dark look. If she could move freely, she would have punched the guy in the face – hypocratic oath or not.

"I'm sure we'll make a good example of you to discourage anyone else from trying to rebel against us." The man to her left grinned with pleasure and a shiver ran down Chapel's spine.

She had protested loudly when she and the rest of the landing team had been locked up. One of the older scientists had been injured by the rebels in the process. And now she would be punished for her behavior.

The small group came to a halt in front of a door, which opened with a hiss and Christine froze.

There in the room was a metal chair, which was obviously used to hold people in place. The nurse was quickly led over to it and forced to sit down.

"I'd love to inject you with the virus to see what effect it has on humans, but I doubt it would do anything to a healthy woman like you." The taller of the two captors stepped over to a table on which all kinds of medical instruments were lying.

"But I'm quite certain that we can disfigure you in such a way that all the other prisoners will see it as a warning."

The smile on the local's face grew even wider than before as he turned to Christine, a scalpel in his hand.

"Best we start with your pretty long fingers. Anyone who resists us will never touch anything again."

Chapel's breathing quickened as she watched the alien apply the blade to her right thumb. It didn't take long for a hellish pain to fill the nurse as the metal cut first through her flesh and then through the bone.

She wanted to scream out loud, but the second kidnapper placed one of his big paws on her mouth from behind.

Finger followed finger and Christine felt hot tears running down her cheeks faster and faster. It hurt so much!

"There we have it. So ... what else?" As the last finger fell to the floor, her tormentor seemed to muse for a moment. Then he laughed. "Oh, of course! Anyone who resists us is not worthy of our sight."

Christine's eyes widened and she shook her head quickly. But it didn't help. The rebel put the scalpel aside and instead reached for a syringe filled with a dark liquid.

The next punishment was much quicker than the previous one, but no less painful.

Tears and blood mingled as Chapel screamed as loud as she could into the hand that was still on her mouth. The pain of acid burning in her eyes was unbearable and it didn't stop when her sight finally went out completely.

She heard the laughter of her captors and knew it wasn't over yet.

"Oh, I have one last thing. Anyone who resists us will never speak a word against us again."

Chapel pleaded and gasped as the paw detached itself from her mouth. But she didn't have time for big words.

Fingers grabbed her tongue and pulled it out of her mouth. And when Christine felt a cold blade touch it, she sensed that this punishment would be the last.

One cut ... then it was over.

[hexusproductions]

Earthspark in One Week HYPE!!!! What are some of your theories about what may happen in this new season?

I'm pacing a hole in the floor with how excited I am!! It might be a little longer than one week for me since I live outside the US (which is extra anxiety), but I'm going to find a way to watch the new season asap!

Take these with a grain of salt, but here's my theories for what might happen in season 2:

The new Terrans are going to get their alt modes (obvious given)

Big Decepticon jailbreak from GHOST's facility (another obvious). We'll probably get to see some cameos of other 'Cons during it i.e. non-speaking roles to fill out the space, show just how many 'Cons were being held prisoner, and give fans a shot of their favourite bots

If the jailbreak wasn't set off by Starscream (along with Soundwave), then Scream at least takes advantage of it. He gets a whole hostile takeover and/or Megatron revenge quest out of his system, until he's either stopped or gives up. Then because there's no more war to lead the Decepticons into, Scream's kind of in limbo until he becomes a somewhat-ally to Team O.P./the Terrans, showing up every so often when the narrative calls for it. Maybe he bunks with Bee in the barn, or maybe he gets his own place out in the woods to live in, giving him some independence and privacy. Either way, Starscream gets to be an individual instead of having to be Second in Command.

Starscream's eye colour gets its own section. I absolutely think there could be mind/emotional control going on: the "Something's wrong!" line from the season 2 trailer followed by Grimlock attacking (and Elita's line in the first episode about how attacking out in the open "isn't like" Swindle and Hardtop, but it's been a while since I watched that episode, so I don't have the exact quote), do set up some kind of mind control plot. The fact that Starscream's eyes are blue in what appears to be a flashback, means it makes less sense for the eye colour to represent what side Scream is on, plus a few other 'Cons don't have red eyes (Swindle and Skullcruncher have yellow-white). One theory I have that's mostly Because It's Cool is that it could be a way to represent that Scream really DOES see himself as (or is considered to be) the true leader of the Decepticons now. However, I don't think it's going to be that deep. Apart from Megatron, the only 'Cons who have consistently had red eyes so far are Soundwave (if you count the visor), and the other Seekers, Skywarp and Novastorm. It really could just be a detail that unifies the Seeker designs.

If GHOST are up to something nefarious, the upcoming season feels like the best time to reveal it. At the very least they're going to get called out for keeping Cons prisoner indefinitely. Idk if this will happen, but the theory that GHOST is using spark energy for something would be very fucked up and awesome to see.

I do think the 'Mandroid becomes Tarantulas' theory is solid, and there's been some stuff in season 1 that might have been hints towards it. When Mandroid is talking to Dorothy about his injuries, he says "[My Arachni-mechs] saved me, the only way they knew how." Which definitely could be seen as foreshadowing for him going through another near-death experience, and his Mechs save him 'the only way they can', by fusing with his body/turning him into one of them. If I remember correctly we didn't see Mandroid survive his big walking laboratory going down, so maybe Tarantulas shows up next season and the twist is it's Mandroid who got fused with his spiders after the lab went down. Again, I think it's just as likely to not happen as it is to happen, there isn't a lot of hard evidence - but if it does happen, there's moments in the first season that arguably pointed towards it.

Ratchet feels like one of the top contenders to show up. I'd love to see Cyclonus or Drift, but I feel like the show is going to prioritise Autobots from the Gen 1 team - from that list, I personally think Ironhide or Jazz could be cool to see.

It looks like the fucking Allspark!! In the background of Megatron talking to Shockwave!! So maybe the 'Cons managed to get the Allspark, and Megs still couldn't win the war with it. If I had to take a guess, Megs (and likely Optimus) realised that if the war continued to go on it would likely destroy their entire race. It's been shown a lot throughout the show (e.g. his argument with O.P. while fighting the casettes, his annoyance during the press conference in the season 1 finale) that Megs' highest priority is the safety and survival of the Cybertronian people, so it'd make sense (if only for the ES version) that he'd rather end the war/come to a compromise than lose everything. That also begs the question of where the Allspark is now, and I reckon Optimus hid it so GHOST couldn't get their hands on it (I wouldn't trust GHOST with it and I don't think Prime would either.

Now for Shockwave. Based on the trailer, it looks like a lot of what we were shown about Shockwave so far is through flashbacks (either multiple or a singular large one). Based on the energy field with very little behind it when he raises his blaster-arm, and the fact that the moon is a frequent motif with his character, Shockwave might very well be on the moon in those flashbacks (he could also be on the Nemesis, but I feel like you'd want a more stable base of operations to house the Allspark). It looks like Megatron was already on his way out of the 'Cons, and Shockwave intercepted him trying to take the Allspark. In the present, I think the Kids find Shockwave on Earth deactivated (when Thrash makes his joke about changing his shorts in the season 2 trailer, Shockwave's greyed-out body is lying in front of him!), and accidentally reactivate him. My big and way-out-there theory is that in the end, Shockwave either dies for real, or at least disappears for the rest of the season. I'm going to point to the toyline again. Shockwave's Earthspark figure is a recolour of his deluxe Cyberverse figure (which also makes the toy's design radically different from the show's design). I do own a recolour Transformer, and it's for Cyberverse Blurr. Spoilers for Cyberverse, Blurr shows up for one episode where he DIES in the end. So that makes me nervous about how the relationship between Blurr's show presence and toy could possibly apply to Earthspark Shockwave, whose only figure is a recolour of a past toy. It's possible the people behind the show didn't want to spoil the design early, but surely they'd put more effort into the figure if he was going to be a recurrent character.

So yeah, those are my theories about season 2. Sorry it started to get really long, but thank you for giving me the opportunity to talk about them! Whatever happens, I'm excited to see more of Earthspark!

[ghostofskywalker]

as part of @oonajaeadira’s "year of themed creation" writing challenge, i've decided to do a collection of fics all based on different flower's meanings! each month of 2023 will be a flower-inspired prompt, and it will be for all different characters!

information will be filled in for each month as fics are planned and completed.

january || yellow hyacinth

afterparty blues || dieter bravo flower meaning: jealousy summary: According to anyone else, this night should have been nothing but celebration for Dieter - he won an Oscar after all. But he couldn't help the way his mood tanked when he saw you dancing with someone else at the afterparty. It didn't matter though, you weren't his, and it was his fault in the first place.

february || gladiolus

heist of the year || bucky barnes flower meaning: infatuation summary: Bucky's infatuated with you, but he has no idea how to make a move. Because of that, some of the other members of the team have a little fun when giving him advice.

or alternatively: why it's probably a good practice to make sure any recent stingray acquisitions in the compound have been done legally before freaking out about it.

march || cactus flower

return the favor || din djarin flower meaning: protection from danger and threats summary: You didn't quite understand why the Mandalorian had saved your hide, he could have very clearly sat by and watched as you picked a fight with someone you could never beat. And then the truth finally came out: he needed your help.

april || periwinkle

shared custody || commander wolffe flower meaning: blossoming friendship still in its first stages summary: When a tooka kitten takes a shine to you in the middle of hyperspace, you're too busy basking in its cuteness to question who managed to smuggle it on board. When you finally do find out who takes care of it though, you're nothing less than surprised.

may || sunflower

something to cuddle with || tech flower meaning: adoration, admiration, positivity, lasting happiness summary: Tech doesn’t quite understand why you have so many plush creatures on your bunk, but when he can’t sleep one night he starts to get why you like to collect them.

june || marigold

weep not for what you've done, but rather who you've lost along the way || commander cody flower meaning: despair and grief over the loss of love summary: It wasn’t supposed to happen like this, the man you loved wasn’t supposed to be the one to end your life. And to make matters worse, you had to keep reliving it, over, and over, with no end in sight and no clear reason why you were subjected to a torture worse than your darkest nightmare.

july || baby’s breath

a chance taken || obi-wan kenobi flower meaning: reconnecting with a lost love summary: It took a long time to get over the boy that you used to spend time with in the Senate building, but your lives took you in separate directions. But when he shows up during the Clone Wars with a dire warning for your planet, you don't want to let him go without telling him how you feel.

august || frangipani

where you're meant to be || will turner flower meaning: the strength to withstand tough challenges summary: After being taken prisoner aboard the Flying Dutchman, you resent the men who have accepted your soul as repayment of another's debt, especially the Captain. It doesn't matter one bit that he's the most attractive man you've ever seen, not at all.

september || star of bethlehem

hiding away from the galaxy || bo-katan kryze flower meaning: forgiveness summary: It's been years since you've seen her, and at this point you had resigned to never know how she truly felt about you. Or at least, you had until you received word from a different Mandalorian, claiming to know where she was.

october || tulip

a different way of life || fennec shand flower meaning: royalty and a regal nature summary: A princess desperate to get away from the throne you're expected to inherit, you strike a deal with a passing bounty hunter. Originally all you wanted was to hide away somewhere, but you fall in love with both Fennec and the way she lives.

november || poppy

moving forward, together || lucy gray baird flower meaning: remembering the fallen of various wars and armed conflicts  summary: When your girlfriend wakes up in the middle of the night, you two have a conversation about her past, and she attempts to teach you a skill for the future.

december || mistletoe

here's to a new year || peggy carter meaning: love, good luck, healing summary: Working the night shift on New Year's Eve isn't really that bad, especially not when it's Peggy you're spending time with.

[avalonbayblog]

Once and Always // Avalon-verse // Chapter 1

Summary - After tragedy strikes, an unlikely young hero takes her rightful place among the Power Rangers to face off against the team's oldest arch nemesis Robo Rita and her husband Zord Zedd.

-

Prologue

One fateful day in 1993, the evil sorceress Rita Repulsa escaped her Space Dumpster prison and attacked Earth. Five teenagers with attitude had their lives changed forever when Zordon chose them to defend the planet. In the decades since, many more heroes have continued their legacy.

The people of Earth rest easy, knowing their home is protect by Power Rangers.

But in 2023, Angel Grove is rocked by the reappearance of monsters they thought were forever gone…

…

..

.

Billy Cranston gasped, forcing his tired body to push itself into a standing position. His entire body ached. Lip split at the corner and a dull ache in his jaw from the scissor kick he hadn't expected from the Putty that wiggled and wobbled in front of him.

Taunting him.

Along with the rest of the putties that converged in a group.

Billy clenched his teeth and fists, glaring at the gray mass in front of him. More, importantly, glaring at the roboticized space with that stood before him. Robo Rita. She cackled, the same cackle that used to haunt his dreams through battle after battle against the forces of evil.

"Any last words?" Robo Rita taunted. She slowly but surely spun her staff in her hands. The red gem at the top gleamed in the sunlight, making Billy wince and look away every time it waved across his face. She chuckled quietly.

"Just a few," Billy replied. He reached down and grabbed his morpher. With gusto, he thrust it forwards. "It's morphin' time! Triceratops!" In a bright blue blast of light, he morphed into the Mighty Morphin' Blue Ranger. For the first time in several years. But it was just like riding a bike, the second he felt the power of the Morphing Grid flow through him, with the suit encompassing him…he was invincible.

Rita growled. Not that she hadn't expected it; she was no stranger to seeing her nemesis in front of her. But even the mere sight of a rainbow color made her circuits fry. "Putties!" She cried. Her minions all turned to look at her. "Grind him into blue dust!"

All at once, the putties leapt forward and attacked Billy once more. He easily fended them off. Knocking them left and right as he worked to get towards the Space Witch. Once he knocked enough putties out of the way, he swung a solid punch towards Robo Rita. She deflected the attack with a swing of her staff, catching Billy on the wrist. His arm flew aside, and she struck him in the side, knocking him to his knees.

"Ugh!"

Rita jabbed him hard in the ribs with the blunt end of her staff. When she pulled her staff back, the putties converged once more, grabbing Billy and threw him to the ground. As he moved to get back to his feet, a yellow light charged around Rita's staff and she sent the energy forward, knocking him in the chest and throwing him across the grassy top of the seaside cliff.

"Why'd you lead me here?" Rita demanded. "Was your grand plan just to die outside in the fresh sea breeze?" She mockingly waved her wand as another breeze blew across them. What would've been an ominous wind if the sky was dark, combatted by the bright sunshine surrounding them.

At that moment, a cascade of light appeared between Billy and Rita. Red, Yellow, Pink, Black, White, Orange, and Purple. Jason Scott, Trini Kwan, Kimberly Hart, Zack Taylor, Tommy Oliver, and Avalon and Bailey Mitchell.

Rita scoffed when she looked at the rest of the rangers that appeared before her. A far cry from previous years where she would've started to quake at the sight of the colorful team. "Oh, you brought friends. Now, it's a reunion!" If it were possible for the already slasher-like smile on her roboticized face to grow wider, it would have.

"Got your distress call," Zack declared, reaching out to help Billy off the ground. Kimberly stood on Billy's other side, hefting him up. "And we zipped here as fast as we could."

"Thanks, Zack," Billy replied. The group turned to face Robo Rita once more.

"Man, that's Rita?" Jason asked.

"I can't believe she's back," Kimberly said.

"Neither can I," Trini said.

"The robo look's not for her," Avalon agreed.

"She'll look better on a junk heap," Bailey said.

"But we can take her!" Tommy declared. The rangers all nodded, falling into their familiar fighting stances. Waited for the first movement to be made.

"Destroy them all!" Rita screeched.

The rangers raced toward the putties and leapt into attack the putties while Billy took on Rita. Jason, Tommy, and Bailey showed off their strong martial arts skills as they fought, taking on each putty that came toward them with a strong offensive. Trini's Praying Mantis style, slightly more on the defensive, had the Putties come toward her while she took them out with ease. Kimberly flipped back and forth—literally—between putties as they tried to take her down, she was just too graceful to be grabbed. Zack slipped in and out of the wiggling putties with his Hip Hop Kido armed with his strong punches and kicks that knocked the putties into dust. Avalon, with all the strength foisted in her, used a very combative fighting style that took out the Putties left and right with ease.

Billy, on the other hand, took on Rita himself. He had never fought her one on one before, and the mechanized version of her wasn't making the fight easy. Every time he moved to make a strike against her, she would parry it. Finally, she knocked him up into the air with a swipe of his legs from her staff.

As he spun around, Billy struck out his elbow, striking her directly in the face. The shockwave of that hit, bone against metal, shot through his body. Like smacking his funny bone times ten. Crouching, Billy looked to Rita's face, which was broken at the jaw, to his elbow. Surveyed the damage. It felt like she had actually bitten him.

The irony wouldn't be lost on me, Billy thought, looking back to her once more. He slowly curled his fingers, flexed them. Hissed through his teeth in pain. Maybe that move wasn't the smartest one you've ever made, Billy.

"Oh, my face!" Rita cried. She ran her hands over her face, from the smoothness of her forehead to the jagged mess just under her nose. With a deeply guttural growl, Rita turned back to Billy, tightening her grip on her staff so hard it sounded like it cracked within her grasp. "I was having fun! But you want to get serious?" Her eyes and the red gem on her staff started to glow a hellish red. "Come on, let's get deadly serious!"

"Oh boy," Billy murmured.

"You know I loved that face. Just like I love all that power in my new robot body." The redness glowed brighter and brighter, though also held a darkish tint to it. As if dark energy was coursing through her veins and into her staff. "But I'll gladly give up some of that energy for a spell that kills!"

A devastating beam of energy erupted from her staff and shot towards Billy.

"Billy!" Trini cried.

Billy turned his head away, raising his arm to shield himself. Waited for the pain. Found it didn't come. He turned and opened his eyes, seeing the exact moment Trini was struck by the blast meant for him, that hefted her up into the air, stuck in the swirling red and black vortex.

"Trini!".

The red-black energy lifted Trini overhead, towards the cliffside before it erupted in a dramatic energy blast that pinned Billy straight to the ground.

"NO!" Jason screamed.

The resulting shockwave knocked the rangers off their feet, destroyed the Putties nearby that were too close to the shockwave. Finally, the pressure relented and the rangers, scrambling to get up, raced to Billy's side. Billy took off his helmet, kneeling down by the cliffside, eyes frantically scanning for any sign of life. Suddenly, he pitched to the side from Jason's shove, where he yanked off his helmet and took Billy's place, searching.

"No…" Kimberly fell to her knees, grasping at the ground with her gloved hands. Tommy knelt beside her, pressing one hand to her shoulder, the other clenched into a fist. Avalon and Bailey grasped at each other. Zack let out a quiet curse under his breath.

Billy lay where he landed, shoved aside, stretched out on his side, breathing heavily, staring in disbelief at nothing.

"Goodbye Trini Kwan," Rita said then teleported from sight.

[digitalpocketandmore]

What happened to the Paladins of Voltron...and where are they now?

(The AU drabble that's based close to the many threads from @moonxsuncelestials and what happened to everyone since vanishing once more...will also be the explanation of why they are in this blog. Trigger warnings ahead: crossovers mention / universes colliding, violence, torture, mentions brainwashing / mind-breaking, betrayal (not by choice), OOCness)

What...what is going on?

Shiro looked at the fist that made contact with the glass in front of him, then slowly looked up at his reflection. Tears streamed down his face as he shakily then stood back, seeing his reflection just...standing there.

The other him on the other side of the mirror tilted his head, his eyes void of emotion as he stood not in Paladin armour...but he was dressed in some sort of uniform that made him look like Alfor...

"Who...who are you...?"

The other Shiro sighed, as if bored and tilted his head, "Are you in denial? You know who I am..."

Frowning, Shiro was wracking his brain for a moment before the other him spoke again.

"Try to remember..."

Shiro found himself sitting in the pilot seat of the Black Lion, blinking slowly as he was hearing the calls of his team mates.

"Hunk is down! Shiro! What should we do?!"

"Shiro? Answer us, what's wrong?"

"Shiro? Can you copy?! The Yellow Lion, it's destroyed!"

"My brother and the other rebel fighters are down! We gotta save them!"

Shiro didn't have time to answer as a bright white light shined over them. Shiro was letting out a shout as he heard the screaming of his fellow paladins, and then everything went black. The next time they woke up, Shiro found himself tied down to an operating table, dressed in what seems to be a pod suit and felt himself grow sick.

Was everything a dream? Did he delude himself and never escaped Zarkon's grasp?

But then a figure appeared in his vision as they hummed, tilting their head as they adjusted their glasses.

And they had Altean markings under their eyes.

"General Hira, I believe the Champion is awake."

Soon, an Altean woman with bright pink hair and cold blue eyes appeared, wearing what seemed to look like an Altean armour. She huffed, looking down at Shiro as if he was dirt under her shoe and then looked at the man with her, "Doctor, can we fix the hoktril device on him?"

"I believe so," The Altean scientist hummed with a nod, and then was clicking his fingers as a large alien was stepping forward with a tray of tools, and Shiro felt himself pale, "All we have to do is adjust the frequency of the tech behind his head along with his arm and soon his free will is no more. Empress Allura will be pleased..."

"As long as she drinks her special Juniberry Tea, she will be the Empress that she is supposed to be..."

"And of the Blue and Red Paladins?"

The Altean woman hummed as she sighed, "The Blue one seems to be stubborn, despite having partly our blood. If he still refuses to cooperate, increase the flames in his prison...as for the Red one..."

Shiro felt the alien that seems to be assisting the scientist hold his head up, and was fiddling something behind his head, his eyes wide and almost struggling to move away from whatever it was they were trying to implant on him. Not again! NOT AGAIN--!

"The Green one has escaped, though, General. What of them?"

"...Let them run like a coward. What's more important is that we managed to capture the Black, Red and Blue Lions. Once we crush them along with the remains of the Yellow Lion, it should be enough to make a new Trans-Reality Comet...Soon the Altean Empire will travel tp even other universes and grant peace to all life forms...even if they resist--"

Shiro gasped as he was pulled back into the purple space he was currently in, then saw the glowing purple eyes of his other self in the mirror, who looked at him in sympathy.

"What...what does this mean?"

"I'm afraid we've run out of time..."

The other Shiro vanished, and the real one soon was shown some hologram of Allura standing in front of him...no, this wasn't Allura.

This Allura was dressed in colors of regal clothing, her eyes cold and her stance reminding Shiro of someone who was a leader...

...or a tyrant.

"Champion. I have a mission for you..."

--ALTEAN EMPIRE REPORT--

The Blue Paladin Location: The core of the Sun. Status: Alive. Imprisoned in eternal flames. The Red Paladin Location: The core of Uranus. Status: Alive. Imprisoned in deep sub-zero frost. The Black Paladin Champion Location: Empress Allura's Main Ship. Status: Alive. Empress Allura's pet guard. The Green Paladin Location: UNKNOWN Status: UNKNOWN

--END OF TRANSMISSION--

[writerleo86]

Terravenger Season 6 - The Agents of Light Arc - Episode 508 (Do Not Copy) - 01.30.2024

    During the evening, the entire team of rescuers led by Sirene stood by a space jet while they were behind the closed Jordan Airport. And another person stood before the right side of the large vehicle.

    The stern Sirene had asked "So yer lendin' us yer jet?"

    This person was revealed as the older student of the Midas Academy named Pacey Deacon. He had fair skin, short brown hair, and a pair of bright blue eyes. He wore a jet-black shirt with long sleeves, a fine collar, and a long black tie. He had on a pair of dark-gray dress-pants with a black belt that had a squared silver buckle. He also wore a buttoned dark-gray coat with the Deacon Publications crest placed on the left side of the collar. And he wore shiny black shoes with dark-blue socks.

    Pacey informed the witch in an Irish accent "You will have one of my personal jets at your disposal along with the pilot. This jet had a state-of-the-art food maker. Its computer will create whatever you like to eat on command. There is also a drink machine that has the same properties. And you all will have your own monitors in order to watch any show including the new channels."

    The humble Sidney gave a soft smile and implied "You truly have done wonders for your family's company ever since your father disappeared. But I am sure you have troubles like every other business."

    Pacey placed each of his hands inside the pocket of his pants as he responded "I have done what I could to terminate past goals set for my company. Now we at Deacon not only issue printings for sales, but we help with all sorts of communication around the planet. Many readers and our main board appear to be satisfied with our accomplishments so far."

    The grim Ethan commented "I never thought Deacon Publications would ever be used for the greater good. You really have turned this business around."

    Pacey faced the team and asked "Where would your first destination be?"

    Sirene answered "We're headin' to take Troi back to da prison planet."

    Troi informed Pacey "Sirene broke me out using a portal without the guards knowing about it. Hopefully, neither the guards and other inmates will know that I went out on my sentence."

    Then Granger told Troi "Don't worry about anything. I am certain Sirene knows a spell that will erase anyone's memories."

    The wicked Naigahata commented "Sirene is no novice when creating spells such as those. She will assist Troi with handling the mere jailers."

    And Sirene replied "After that, we're gonna head to Denmark. Sirbo's got a base down there. I'm gonna find da tomb of dat fool Scorpio, even if it kills my ass!"

    The sly Pacey shook his head and claimed "It seems you all have enough on your plate."

    Sirene added "But I'm gonna blow back here if da Raven's in trouble again."

    Pacey shook his head once again and said "I do hope it doesn't come to that whatever situation our city lands in."

    Granger told Pacey "I'll make sure to report everything we do to you."

    "That's not a bad idea," directed Pacey. "I will have the pilot give you one of my private numbers in order for you to keep me up to date."

    He added "I also would like to hear about the adventures your team will have. It will be fascinating to hear what you all accomplish as your own squad."

    And the sly Naigahata said "So do I."

Terravenger -- Season 6

Episode 508:  Approaching the Holidays; The Troubled Gypsy Appears

    A few months later, the excited Duo had met with three of his friends at a table near the opening of the Midas Academy's cafeteria.

    Duo who sat at the right side of the table had worn a sleeveless black shirt that had the capital letter X printed in yellow on the center. He had on a pair of thin sand-colored band around his wrists with a sky-blue key printed on the top part of the left band. He also had tight light-gray jeans and a brown belt with a circular silver buckle. And he wore khaki shoes with maroon at the middle.

    Sitting by his right side was Dilan Carr who had on a black shirt with long white sleeves. He wore a pair of tight blue jeans with a silver rectangular buckle on the middle of his thick black belt. He also had his family crest printed on the left shoulder of his shirt. And he wore his shiny black boots over his gray socks.

    The older Cheetah sat across from Dilan. He wore a green undershirt with a pair of burnt-orange jeans with holes on various spots. He also wore a small black gauntlet around each wrist and his black shoes with red on the center. And he wore his black makeup along with black lipstick.

    The tall boy called Lenz had on a white shirt with short black sleeves and a fine black collar. He wore a pair of long blue jeans with a thin brown belt. He also had on a pair of white socks with black shoes that had white covering the center. And a pair of small silver circles were printed on the right sleeve of his shirt.

    Cheetah informed the boys "I'm havin' a little brunch at home for Turkey Day if anyone wants to come. Anton's leavin' for some kinda conference till dat weekend."

    "I am so there!" Duo told him. "My 'rents are goin' to a special dinner that their boss is having at Deacon. They asked me to go with. But I can find a way out of it."

    "I'll be there too," answered Lenz. "We gotta stick together this year."

    The smiling Dilan shook his head and responded "My dad will be on his regular duty throughout the week of Thanksgiving. I guess I will come to your party as well."

    Cheetah gave out a great smile and responded "Cool! It's gonna be an awesome party Mates! I'm gonna ask Ayr, Seth, and Silver too. I wanna go all out."

    Lenz faced Duo and cried "You need to be at this party more than anybody! You've been through a lot this part three months!"

    Duo shook his head and commented "You gotta be the most worried person ever!"

    "Don't play like dat Mate!" Cheetah told Duo. "Jinx told me about what's been goin' on with ya lately. Dat bloke Mephistopheles's got some kind of hold over you."

    "It's okay now," replied Duo. "Doc Tuscon handled everythin'. He used some mojo to keep da bastard away from me. I'm not gonna let dat creep get to me like he did Cutter."

    Dilan shook his head and responded "I did hear about your ordeal as well. This must be terrible for you to handle on your own."

    Duo gave a relieved smile and answered "Well, I guess I'm not gonna handle dis shit alone. You guys are gonna be there wit' me."

    "Hell yeah!" Cheetah told him. "Yer not alone! I'm wit' ya till da end."

    Then a male voice called out "Storms!"

    Duo quickly turned around and found their principal standing behind the group.

    Beau Ravenstone wore a collared white shirt with a long green tie and a brown vest. He had on a pair of pinstriped gray pants and a leathered black belt with a squared silver buckle. He also had on a pair of short black boots. An opened black dress-coat was worn over his shirt with his golden MAF badge placed on its front left side.

    Duo lowered his head and whispered "What the hell?"

    So, Duo began walking to the commander.

    Lenz asked "What is this about?"

    Cheetah lowered his head as he said "No idea. I got nothin'."

    The pair faced faced each other and Duo asked "What is it, Commander?"

    Beau gave a soft smile and commented "Even after everything you have gone through since the summer, you still have kept yourself together. You seem to be much stronger than I would have ever been."

    Duo folded his arms in front of him as the commander implied "You and I never once had a chance to talk since... You know. Ever since we discovered that you were my biological son."

    Then Duo shook his head as he felt no emotion.

    "You are a strong young man Duo," described Beau. "Finding out something like this would have broken any other individual. But you... You have the heart, the mind, and the fire of those from my family. Your will counters all forms of evil."

    "What do you want?" asked Duo. "Did you come here to spill yer crap or somethin'?"

    The calm Beau shook his head and replied "I may deserve all that you say. You have the right to express your opinion. To tell you the truth, I am still shocked about our outcome."

    A stern Duo lowered his arms and Beau told him "I am having a great dinner at my home on Thanksgiving Day."

    "A dinner huh?" repeated Duo.

    The kind Beau shook his head and said "I would like to invite you over. I would truly like to get to learn about you. I am certain you have questions that I may be able to answer."

    Duo told him "Look! You and I got the same blood. But that's all there is. I'm good. I already got a dad. And I'd never trade him for anythin'. My mom too."

    And Beau replied "I have no intention of taking you away from your loved ones. I only wish to get to know you individually."

    "Like I said," answered Duo. "I'm good where I'm at."

    Finally, Duo walked off as Beau watched with a soft smile on his face.

    After that, the commander walked toward the door of his office which was nearby. Beau opened the door and spotted two people standing inside.

    A stricken Beau whispered "By the gods!"

    The individual standing at the right side was the older student named Jon Griffin. He wore a white shirt that had long sleeves and a fine collar along with a long black tie. He had on a pair of dress-pants with a thick black belt that had a silver buckle. He also wore a pair of thin black socks and shiny black boots. And he wore a buttoned black dress-coat with long sleeves.

    Beside his left side stood Morgan Taylor. She had a red-sleeved shirt with short puffy sleeves and black covering the bottom part. She wore a long purple dress with blue covering the bottom. She had a long black cloth with silver and gold dots tied at the top of her dress. She also had a thin golden bracelet coming down from her left wrist along with a golden pendant around her neck. Golden rings were worn around three fingers from her right hand. Red polish had covered her fingernails. And she wore a pair of short black boots. She still had her wavy dark-brown hair which lowered from her shoulders. She also had on black eyeliner and red lipstick. And a long mahogany bandana was wrapped around the top of her head.

    "Commander Ravenstone," greeted Morgan.

    Beau implied "You are Morgan Taylor."

    And he asked Jon "How did she pass our security?"

    "It's okay Sir," Jon informed his principal. "Morgan's not the enemy. But she has a lot to tell you and the staff."

    The calm Morgan walked a few steps toward Beau and responded "I need an audience with you. What I discuss may help against the Agents of Light."

    "You have information on those people?" questioned Beau. "Your associates?"

    Morgan shook her head and informed the commander "I have much information that may please you regarding the missing people. The ones that were taken by the Bringer's deadly soldiers. I also have what you need on my former leader."

    "Do you mean Leo?" asked Beau.

    Then Morgan answered "I also come here to speak of the organization that you may have heard of -- New Beginnings."

    Beau shook his head and implied "The organization that is a stage for the Bringer and his minions?"

    And Morgan told the commander "As long as I still breath, his agents will search the entire planet for me. So I ask you for sanctuary within your city. I wish to help the nations anyway I can against the Agents of Light. And the Bringer of Death himself -- Mephistopheles."

[thetristoneera]

the Setting

Year 2041-2044.  Hi upper east siders.  Fresh out of prison & the gossip is so juicy; I have to give it to everyone on the bus back into the city.  Upon my arrival; I expect all of the shiny bodied, know it all brainiacs, frenemies of frenemies, retail hook uppers, the bag ladies & everyone’s mother to be raving.  Since Constance’s last year of success with sports, each day of summer got hotter & hotter.  “I could not, touch the bars on my cell.”  Everyday was a celebration as the elite of the elite made everyday an ode to pollution.  Taking the focus off of world issues to inflate their egos to blimp status is simply an understatement.  Cause all of that is going to come crashing down, word with the admins proves that the golden wolf is preparing to pass out golden tickets for several golden seasons.  Will our all stars be able to retain their positions or will they bring each other down to make a dream reality.  From track stars to photo bombing & tossing cookies at pep rallies; it’s going to be the roughest year yet, leading up to the years for the next Olympics.  Our upper east siders plan on keeping it golden until & here’s your golden ticket for the front row seats.  Let the scandals replace the brawn, cause the heart made of gold is going to sink his fangs in the entirety of the upper east side.  xoxo

Knowing they don’t have to do anything, all of these teens know they have riches that can get them anything; but they want glory.  They had a childhood that was so joint, you’d be on your fourth blunt by now.  All of them that stayed in sports had natural talent in their brawn.  It was only right they stuck with it, to be able to brag about it.  Over the years, they have gotten stronger & have gotten notoriety.  Being beyond their predecessors have them looking good for the Olympics; but there’s going to be a new player brought into the mix.  A scholarship in wrestling will have him placed in the upper brackets.  A free ride with education is a bonus, but the real bonus will be in how he will shake up several teams that have been on this path of triumph since they were yay tall.  All of the girls plan on running their volleyball team, the seven originals; to the Olympics & medal in gold at least three times over three different Olympics.  The fellas want to take a wrestling team to the Olympics so they can build a life off of that that meshes with their parents business plans; to further project the family business into a higher echelon.  They don’t need it but their brains are in the right place; they will stay there until Lobo comes in & changes everything up; even for the girls.  Gearing up just got hotter, from the locker rooms to social media; no one is safe from scrutiny & maybe; some cheating will be exposed.  Maybe…

ALL OF THE BEEFS BETWEEN THE MALES

For the most part, the fellas actually get along & will squash majority of their beefs through out life. Until Gossip Girl returns… & Lobo starts to attend Constance Billard. For the most part, the colors identify who are besties at the present time of the story.

Yellows, Reds & Silvers/ Ballers

Oranges & Whites / Wrestlers

Lavenders & Purple / Chillers

Giovanni came around when he was eleven. He was immediately accepted by majority of the squad. Mostly accepted by Janetta & that was vice versa to the ultimate power. They were an item almost immediately, so everyone had no choice but to accept him. He received a small amount of beef from Bronx, Zyron, Andon & Edwin. Mostly because Andon & Edwin have always wanted Janetta but since Giovanni was brand new & not a child hood friend… She chose him with no qualms…

Before Giovanni was welcomed into the popular clique; there were childhood beefs that simply were delivered by growing pains. Those will come back into play once Gossip Girl emerges again. The versus list follows:

Terrance VS Sylvester, Andon & Edwin

Sylvester / In elementary, Sylvester & Terrance were best friends. Terrance came out as gay in the fourth grade, claiming that was his lucky number kind of upset Sylvester. Because his lucky number is four too. But Sylvester doesn’t want to come out of the closet. That drove a wedge between them & Georgina caught on to it quick. Which was one of the reasons why their family fell apart. With Todd not wanting anything to do with Sylvester, because of what Georgina tried to prepare him for; Todd became distant, so did Sylvester. Terrance & Sylvester began to be no more a few months after he came out. There was one physical altercation that happened, they were alone until a teacher came in to break it up. They fucked each other up in the seventh grade back then & haven’t been around each other at a zilch capacity since…

Andon / During their fifth grade time frame, there was a basketball game. Andon was much better than Terrance but Terrance began to play like Andon. When Terrance started scoring three pointers after three pointers, Andon started fouling. Terrance did the mirror thing again then a physical altercation happened. Ever since then, Terrance has never played basketball again. They are buds now but every now & then, Terrance will act like he’s shooting three’s just to get at him. Then Andon will do it too, or vice versa.

Edwin / Because of several miscommunications of being a human, these two were best buds at one point. Then not best buds. During their sixth grade time frame, Edwin had a real anger problem with people disagreeing with him. During a class project, where these two had to work together; they ended up doing the project alone. Cause they couldn’t come to an agreement on the direction of the art; with Terrance being the artist. Because Terrance said no to Edwin’s ideas, they began to be less buddy buddy. This drove them to always try to one up each other whenever they could. Till the present day of the story, students still talk about how they go at each other in classrooms. As loud as it’s kept, students stay gossiping how they go at class assignments & other events. Now a days, it’s all for fun…

York VS Cole, Zyron & Razor

Cole / York & Cole are besties. But every now & then, because they are so much alike; they butt heads in the worst way. Because they both can’t be in the same place at the same time; they are generally evenly matched & are often considered twins from different misters. Or soul twins. Ever since they & others got wrestling into Constance Billard, they have taken their fist fights to the mat. All of their beefs deals with people confusing them with one another in multiple capacities & pranks going horribly wrong. York & Cole are basically brothers but these brothers have that fight in them. No one knows when the next dispute will happen but they be expecting it daily at this point…

Zyron / With York being closeted, he will not behave in an ultra gay way. Even though his bro code is lovie dovie foolishness; no one expects him of being gay. When York & Terrance first started hanging out more and more; Zyron started cracking jokes. York started cracking them back; but that started in the seventh grade. By the time they got to the eighth grade, York had to address Zyron with his over zealous attention of him. Warning Bronx that he wasn’t trying to target him, York told Zyron that the stench of jock is all over his breath. Y’all know what happened afterwards… On occasion, Zyron won’t mind his business again & York will have to give it back to him. But they haven’t physically fought since…

Razor / There was a party none of them had any business being at during their eighth grade year in life. You know; it was wild’n, the girls were wild’n, the fellas were wild’n, the booze was wild’n & the drugs were wild’n. Some of the class ended up in a hotel room, cause it was too late to try to make it home safe. For some odd reason, York & Razor were hugged up. They were gone. Only one person took a picture & that’s going to remain a secret but when Razor woke up first. To a York with his head on Razor’s chest; he was like nah bro. Out of the stipulation of being crazily hetero, Razor has been keeping his distance from York since. Still bros but no physical contact…

Cole VS York, Edwin & Bronx

Cole / York & Cole are besties. But every now & then, because they are so much alike; they butt heads in the worst way. Because they both can’t be in the same place at the same time; they are generally evenly matched & are often considered twins from different misters. Or soul twins. Ever since they & others got wrestling into Constance Billard, they have taken their fist fights to the mat. All of their beef deals with people calling them one another, confusing them with one another in other capacities & pranks going horribly wrong. York & Cole are basically brothers but these brothers have that fight in them. No one knows when the next dispute will happen but they be expecting it daily at this point…

Edwin / For some odd reason, Cole & Edwin love rocks, stones, gems & crystals. In a geology class back in the sixth grade time frame; they were over zealous with being the teacher’s pet. But more over zealous with rock jokes. This was wayyyyyyy before drugs was ever brought into their lives. Way. As these two devised plans to be the most intellectual around geology; it drove a wedge between them cause they were too busy trying to be young brainiacs about geology. For future purposes, when Cole was allowed to rock pure diamond studs; it broke Edwin’s heart. The competition turned to hate & then they got physical about it. Because the jokes turned over to crack & meth; the faculty had a hard time dealing with that but the streets didn’t. Cause they verbally fought multiple times over jewelry once they were both able to rock it any time they wanted. Now a days, they still try to one up one another when it comes to jewelry swag.

Bronx / Cole & Bronx were real cool until a paint balling trip. It was the fathers & sons, oddly getting together because the kids wanted it. During this scenario, they were in their seventh grade time frame; but there was nothing lucky about that day. Several rounds of countless fun happened at first but the fathers of Cole & Bronx were on the same team. Both of them were highly competitive, detrimentally competitive. What they wanted was to win, both of the fathers were upset with each other because they weren’t in the lead by the sixth match. With them being pitted to the same six person team; they were blaming each other’s sons for the lack of points. This was beginning to pit Cole & Bronx against each other. They lost & got a scolding that evening; that was traumatizing to the point that they still have kept it to themselves. It’s the reason why Cole won’t play basketball & Bronx won’t wrestle. The two of them really hate that day & anything regarding being on a team with one another brings that trauma to the surface. They should be blaming the fathers, cause the enthusiasm they had leading up to the paintball gathering was the highest joy they had their entire lives.

Slater VS Andon & Sylvester

Andon / Slater is a stickler for a honest clean life. He also advocates for keeping his friends in check. Still parties beyond his age but for every other law that exists; he will not break them. While in the eighth grade, the boys were out shopping; trying to get some clothes for a trip. Andon, likes to steal; it’s euphoric for him. Whether it’s big or he just wants a candy bar; five finger discounts are splendid for his big hands having ass. Slater caught him stealing one day, then questioned him about it. The conversation had them whisper arguing & Slater threatened to out him. They have seldomly been seen around each other sense when it comes to being outside of Constance Billard.

Sylvester / During their sixth grade year in life, when Sylvester was on his silence tip or tirade tip; he would offend every last student at Constance Billard. Slater was the first one who tried to see what was wrong with him. He was shut out, all he was trying to do was be a friend; but that situation left a nasty taste in his mouth. After the first attempt, Sylvester would keep walking away from him before a concerned faced Slater was trying to approach him to him cheer up. They might be cool now but he’ll always warn everyone to just walk away from Sylvester when he’s being disrespectful. Cause he’ll be the one to step in if no one else does…

Charlie VS Sylvester & Razor

Sylvester / Charlie is a very adamantly, I know who the fuck I am so you better know who the fuck you are; kind of person. Sylvester has always been a, iffy kind of person to him. Ever since Terrance came out of the mansion; ever since the fourth grade, he has always been reluctant to believe Sylvester. Keeps that sentiment to himself but he often checks on people Sylvester has been vicious towards. Sometimes, he’ll question Sylvester after situations to try to reason him into being a man. But he isn’t a fighter, gets that gentlemanly side from both of his parents. Both men in his life, will always back him into doing the right thing. But in the end, these two are frenemies cause they are often in the same class & act as stand ins for the wrestling team.

Razor / For many years, these two were best buds. Until Charlie’s ways of butting into defending ppl got on Razor’s nerves. Razor believes everyone should be woman or man enough to defend themselves. When Razor called Charlie, “Captain Hoe of the Favorites”; it was the beginning of them not being best friends. As they argued about right & wrong; they were beginning to chip away at the bromance. Both had good arguments but their minds or hearts weren’t on the same page. But it was when Razor deemed him as hero complex having pig; was when they stopped the bromance. Took a couple of years to get there but when it got there; it was like the Ball dropping on New Year’s Eve. But in a negative way… Now a days, they are cordial…

Sylvester VS Almost Everybody

Sylvester’s relationship with his bio father is one for the books. So much fucking drama. Domestic disputes out the cutlass & video footage of those situations still circulate to this day. Him & Georgina were involved with a lot of publicity around those times. By the time he was eleven, that fiasco was done & Georgina got a pretty chunk. Sylvester got a pretty chunk too, a pretty chunk of trauma. From all the anger he took out on his peers to building a little resent towards his mother; he was the most tumultuous out of this friend group. Physical altercations when shit talking became too much for him was the norm; but they brushed it off often. Terrance & Slater are the two he has the biggest beefs with. Terrance, because of him coming out at a young age. Slater, because he wouldn’t be a friend to him. Because the both of these two were his best friends during elementary years; they took the brunt of his family drama the most. But there he was, punching up at all of them… Not short after Georgina’s divorce from Todd; she was in cahoots with Bismark Purifico. Bismark & Sylvester literally look like father and son. Bismark took in Sylvester as if he was his own; then knocked up Georgina with twins. Anger literally cured before he turned twelve… Now his viciousness, directly inherited from Georgina… Di muthafuckin rectly… 😮‍💨

[moonlight-tmd]

Can you write more on the mob family a.u but focused on Prowlbee?

To be honest it's one of those prompt ideas that don't click with me well so there's little info on that, but i can try. [anker post]

Prowl was impressed with Bee's abilities since they met- the scout was discreet, he planned ahead and took note of every advantage he had and used it. On top of the impressive skillset, he was adorable- cute and deadly one might say.

They get together and i will say it's about a year of them dating when Bugshot shows up and abducts Bee. They are left wonderign where the fuck Bee went until they get an unregistered Spark Signature on their radar along with Bee's. So they go check it out and are forced to into a chase with a black and yellow old school camaro with a closed-off trailer. So in a chase they get bumby and only then they see Bee, cuffed and gagged, nearly falling out of said trailer. At one point they get into a crash and Bugshot grabs Bee, points a blaster to his helm and tells them to frag off. And to their surprise they learn that the fucked up bot that is trying to murder Bee rn is his own Sire.

"You wouldn't kill your own Sparkling!!" Prowl protested, his own Spark trembling in its casing.

"Try me." Was all Bugshot said with the coldest and most Sparkless expression they ever seen.

They take advantage when Bugshot focuses his attention on Bee for a nanoklik to tell him to stop crying. Bugshot has to flee cuz he is outnumbered. Bee is so scared he is unable to talk until they go back to base. Ratchet kept him in medbay for the night cuz apparently his SIre has stuffed him with stasis-inducing chemicals.

The next day is when he is really questioned. Although it's just Optimus with him, he doesn't want to pressure Bee with others in the room. So Bee tells him the bare minimum he needs to knows, he refrains from telling OP about more personal stuff like how he was treated or where he was and did. Only that this was his Sire, he was forced to commit crimes and that he run away. Also that Bugshot wanted him dead cuz he knows too much.

Optimus is torn in what to do- one one hand this is a serious case that needs to get to Elite Guard for proper action. At the same time he doesn't want to tell the Elite Guard cuz they will take Bee away and put him somewhere no one can find him, and Bee obviously wants to stay with them cuz he feels safe here.

Prowl is very much stressed out- first Bee is kidnapped and then it turns out it was his Sire who's a boss of an underground mafia and THEN HE TRIED TO KILL HIM- yes, Prowl is very stressed out and scared. He sneaks into medbay when Bee was being held there and had a talk with him. Despite the scout feeling iffy from all the drugs he managed to push himself to answer few of Prowl's questions; that he was a former criminal, that he was suffering as a Sparkling and that he never wanted such life so he ran away. He was sure that Prowl would become sceptical of him but instead was met with a surprise of him promising to stay by his side no matter what.

Bee is scared to recharge with Prowl cuz the ninjabot has a room with uncovered entrance smack-dab in the middle on his room- so instead Prowl recharges with Bee every night in his room.

Now it's the 'idea flops dead' moment- idk what to do.

Most likely Team Prime manages to be heroes and catches Bugshot, they lie to Elite Guard that he wanted to steal the Allspark and he is taken captive- but of course he breaks loose just before they reach the prison on Cybertron and he is again missing without a trace. The Earth is being watched by an additional E.G. ship so that no more unwanted guests arrive to bother them.

As for Bee and Prowl, while they are concerned about Bugshot coming back they try not to focus on it and live their lives. However Bee feels this unfairness towards Prowl for not telling him some very important things- one day when Bee was keeping himself secluded on purpose and Prowl tried to talk to him- "My family had hired hitbots many times, Lockdown included... There was always a list of targets to be eliminated. Before i ran away i noticed that list and... one of the names there was "Yoketron"." Bee confessed, his family eliminated everyone who could potentially endanger them. His Sire hired Lockdown to offline Yoketron- Prowl's Sire-figure, for that very reason.

He didn't say anything else, he just left Prowl and locked himself in his room for the time being while his sparkmate tried his best to get him to explain further. Prowl was left to figure this out on his own for the night. In the end Prowl firmly stated that Bee is nothing like Bugshot and will love him no matter what.

On the side-note; Bee might teach Prowl few tricks from his criminal life just in case. You never know when you find yourself in danger with no advantages whatsoever.

And that's it. Nothing more to tell. Hope you are happy.

[simiansmoke]

"Bro, nah." The warning was wasted on DK; he was much too busy shaking out his fur as he walked to notice any spillage sent Bowser's way, nor the brewing menace from his captor for catching any hint of condensation.

He didn't expect to come across a campsite. Maybe Bowser had pitched tent before he realized he needed some assistance with prying open the temple door? Either way, the fire was a welcome sight, and DK wasted little time in scooting in to warm his wet back against the licking flames. With a comfortable sigh, he paid no mind to the electrical currents in the air that threatened to yank him over to Bowser's side should he dilly dally too long.

At the Koopa king's leering, DK shot him a sour look. "I'm not scared, OK? I've kicked every ass on this island once -- fair and square." And that was sort of the problem. He doubted the prisoners of the island cared about fighting fair now. "But take a bunch of sore losers and send me straight to their doorstep...it's giving sadistic over strategic vibes here."

He had half-snorted at Bowser's attempt at intimidation, but the other half came out as a choke as the spikey collar around his neck seemed to squeeze in and force the air out of his amusement. It took him a moment to recover his breath as he rubbed the apple-area of his throat. "Can you cut that out already? You're making it real hard for me to commit to teaming up here."

Dragging his feet along behind Bowser's march to the forest-line, DK glanced worriedly from the dark foliage to the water behind them as it grew smaller in comparison. "Something tells me we're not gonna have a choice in the matter." He grumbled, not sure if Bowser knew just how many traps a place like a temple guarding treasure in Kong kingdom contained. As the ornery turtle threw another tantrum over the foliage, and DK's lack of ...machete-wielding capabilities, DK spotted a flash of orange and yellow to his right and leaned down to give the fire flower a few 'wake up' pokes. Once the flames had enveloped him, staining his fur dark and polar-tipped, he huffed into the tightened collar and grit his teeth while sending a stream of fire to a thick concentration of briars ahead of them.

"I'm workin' on it. Sheesh...lay up on the neck wringing, why don'tcha?" As more of the undergrowth burned and shriveled away, DK proceeded with ash stuck to his feet only to freeze when he heard the distinct howl of an imprisoned Kong someway up the path. No, he totally didn't shy behind Bowser's shelll for a moment or anything. Definitely not. "W-wouldn't you rather have...I don't know...a crystal pear??"

@simiansmoke cont.

All which remained dry between them is Bowser's scowl.

"Sounds like I got a lot in common with 'em." A slow brush of his claw swat moisture to the dunes.

It is a warning wasted. Bowser descended towards a waving flame on an abandoned campsite: Waymarker 1. Though hardly twenty feet of space separate them, crackling thunder at the tips of his fingers threatened to pull his companion along.

"I don't know anything about this stupid island." Seemed the Koopa King had paid as much mind to Cranky and Kamek's lessons as the kong. "But NOTHING here should scare you more than ME." Being wary of threats is wise, but Donkey Kong has neglected the one right in front of him. Bowser offered a reminder: a quick swing of his wrist carry a violent strength through the collar. It is brutal-- as if the king himself had walked over, grabbed the poor guy, and personally yanked!

A second torch beckoned at the edge of the beach. The border between land is sea is stark. Sand became dirt, and the open shoreline is immediately devoured by tangled vines and trees. Civilization abandoned this land a long time ago. Its last imprints are the trampled underbrush: koopas had dared this far. They had cut a path for themselves: a minature gap up to Donkey's knee. Worse, their passage offered no insight. The temple is nowhere to be seen.

"The sooner I get this coconut, the sooner we get out. If you don't want to meet your miffed family-in-law, don't drag your heels!" One sentencing slice of his claws drops decade-dried vines. A second opened a dirty road. Bowser chops the way forward. The collar kindly suggests DK stay close and assist... by tightening slightly. They have a long way to go...