#i hung out with one of them twice and now she doesn't talk to me after i moved on from the job we shared

[bladeofthestars]

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[tammyu-2]

I LOVED UR LAST ONE how about 2012 donnie introducing his gf to everyone for the first time how would that go

OOOOO okay so I'm gonna do a different way Donnie and you meet if that's cool?

TMNT 2012 DONNIE INTRODUCING YOU TO HIS FAMILY

Mentions of Y/n, feminine labels, usage of she/her pronouns, some swearing, not proofread.

I adore his face in this gif

You had met Donnie at the dump. That's right, I said it. He was trying to find more parts for his machinery, and you had lost a precious family heirloom. So after misunderstandings and someone almost getting tazed (Donnie), you guys talked things out. After that, you met again when he was in battle. He insisted on you guys actually properly hung out.

So after one hang out became two and two became three. Soon, hangouts became dates, and soon, you guys were two peas in a metaphorical pod. The way he asked you is by trying to show you a project in disguised as him asking you out. Of course, the turtles didn't know, so he did it at an abandoned garage that he found was close by. (He later on used it for any projects he didn't want his brothers ruining.

"Watch closely my dear assistant!"

"Uh Don? Is it supposed to be letting Grey steam out?"

"I assure you I know what I'm doing."

"But the vial is shaking-"

"Trust in me!"

You know, in cartoons, when stuff blows up, leaving the black gunk on everything but the safety glasses? Yeah, that's what happened. He then explained what it was meant to do, and you were flattered at his attempt and accepted his proposal.

Now, his brothers had no idea that you existed other than the time you were a hostage for the kraang one time. But they really didn't bat an eye on how you already knew Donnie's name cause they were too busy saving you and the others. Plus, they were suspicious when Donnie's obsession with April suddenly stopped.

"Yo Dontron what's wrong with you? You didn't even bat an eye at April today!"

"I have no idea what you are talking about. I did blink several times like normal."

"He is saying that you didn't go all goo-goo eyes for her."

"Oh! Yeah, no, I have a girlfriend now."

"Ha! Nice joke. What nation is she from? Your imagination?"

"I'm serious."

"Sure you are."

So he brought you around to show that he indeed was serious. You would be lying if you weren't a little scared to meet his family. I mean, what if they like to banish you from ever meeting Donnie again because you coughed wrongly in their house or something???

Though Donnie assured you that their opinion doesn't matter to him. Not really easing your spirits, though, because he still didn't clarify that you shouldn't be afraid of MEETING them. More or less that he didn't care if they did disapprove.

"Everybody! This is my absolutely wonderful girlfriend Y/n. I thought you guys would want to meet her."

You politely waved at them with a gentle smile.

"How much is he paying you? Cause we don't have money at all, he's scaming you."

"Are you like a robot or something? I don't see your wires."

"So are you being held hostage if so blink twice."

"GUYS WHAT THE FRICK!?"

Fr tho- guys have faith in your brother that he has some game

Donnie quickly goes to apologize to you only to see you absolutely losing your shit and failing to hold in your laughter. After a few moments you gather yourself and clarify that you are Donnie's human girlfriend by choice.

"Are we talking about the same Donnie right now?"

"I'm right here!"

They are all too confused to say that they approve.

"How did Donnie pull you?"

You try not to laugh as you explained how you met him.

"What do you mean you met him at a waste disposal???"

Trust that they are secretly making notes to compare later because they have no faith in Donnie boy at all.

After all the commotion Master Splinter had entered. And Donnie was quick to introduce you to him. Donnie is basically bouncing on his feet.

"Hello sensei! This is my lovely girlfriend Y/n. Y/n this is my father I was talking about."

Splinter mumbles a simple greeting and bow his head while you copy his actions showing respect for him. Splinter is a man that sees to believe so he doesn't really say anything remarkable or worth noted on your first meeting. More or less that he hopes Donnie is treating you right. But after a while of getting to know you he likes you.

"She's a good one, son. Treat her well."

"There's no doubt in my mind that I won't sensei."

The turtles are okay with you and so is Splinter. They love when you bring pizza around though for them.

"You sure you're here against your will?"

"Mikey!!"

That's it lovelies. That's my new nickname for you guys hope you like it

I loved this it was so cutesy

BAI ;*

~Tammy<3

[ricksanchezbignaturals]

i rewatched s7e3 and the weird sort of straight washing that happened with unity was worse than i realized in my first 1 and a half viewings. so im here to be a little bit more of a hater lol.

okay so like fuck this bitch in particular

now, i understand that unity has appeared in the comics which i haven't read so it's possible there's some lore there that idk about, but here's the deal as i understand it and why this specific alien acting like the face of unity bugs me so much. this alien is part of a species that, as of the episode in season 2, was very recently assimilated by unity. so like im not sure why there's so much focus placed on her specifically. having her act as a representative of sorts made sense in the first episode, she was a president on the newly assimilated planet that rick and the kids were visiting. but like, that's it, right? it doesn't make sense to me why she would be any more important than any of the other, what? trillions of life forms unity has under its belt? like the only reason for her to be here at all is to be recognizable to the audience, which like, fine. i think it's a little dumb, but whatever. the problem isn't having her as a symbol (personally i think it'd be cooler to not have an entity like unity tied down to being primarily represented through one body but i digress), the problem is that she's treated like more than that in this episode.

this is a part i didn't notice until my rewatch that really irked me.

these are concurrent shots from the scene when rick shows up and starts spraying unity. we see it in virginia telling rick to take it easy through the body of this human, then we see it continuing the conversation from its spaceship in the body of the alien. i am like super not a fan of the implications of that. this alien is not supposed to be unity any more than any one of my cells is me, but here it's depicted as though whenever unity does something in any of its bodies, it's coming from this lady. and like, that'd be super lame even if it wasn't an obvious womanification of a nongendered entity.

now im no english major so i don't have an elegant transition to put here, but yes, it is time to talk about pronouns. yeah yeah, ik, trans person gets hung up on pronouns, bite me okay, it's relevant. i went back and watched the first unity episode to be sure id remembered correctly, and yes, in that episode nobody uses gendered pronouns for unity. morty says "they" which seems more to be referring to a number of bodies, and other than that, people mostly say "unity" or "it". as for the new episode i noticed rick using nongendered pronouns twice

but after that he goes with she/her for the rest of the episode

and yeah, i think that is pretty disappointing. i didn't catch that "it" until my rewatch, but the use of "them" did make me really happy but then everybody started she/hering it. the combination of all that emphasis being put on a female body and people calling unity she so much makes for an episode that manages to be significantly less queer than the one that came out in 2015. it feels weirdly cowardly after that "we're all a little gay" bit in the last episode and doesn't inspire much confidence in me regarding rick's relationships with nonwomen. like stuff can be gay if it's for a joke, but there's more money on the line now than back in season 2, so rick's ex lover needed straightening up.

idk. i still like the episode because im easy and focusing on rick's mental health and relationships always makes me happy, but man, i am certainly not happy with how they handled unity. they really did it dirty, watered it down to being pretty much just another alien lady.

(also to be clear, i am not trying to shit on the writers here. obviously idk exactly what went on, but im pretty comfortable placing the blame squarely on execs)

[phoenixinthefiles]

To Know Your Heart Is a Brave Thing

💜📱…Flowerbyte drabble (but also not a drabble cus I lack self-control) @vhstown @noharaaa anybody let me know if you wanna be tagged for flowerbyte fics or any other fics

“I feel like you being passive aggressive right now, listening to this song while you talking to me.”

🎶If you don’t want me then don’t talk to me…

“Go ahead and free yourself,” Margo sang to Miles, picking up the lyrics.

Miles shook his head with a grin and Margo matched it before lowering the volume of the music playing through her speakers.

She’d been blasting music all day from various different genres, though she did agree that maybe “Free Yourself” by Fantasia was a bad selection for the moment.

Plus that song was old even in Miles’ world, it was pretty much ancient in hers.

She flicked one of her hands in the air, shuffling her playlist and turning the volume back up simultaneously.

The beginning of “Let Me Love You” by Mario started playing and Margo grinned.

It was still an old song but she knew Miles had a soft spot for it.

He smacked his lips and gave her a wry look.

“Don’t try to butter me up now Ms. Kess.”

“Boy, nobody’s buttering you up, I put my playlist on shuffle.”

A cocky grin spread over his face and Margo rolled her eyes, but her stomach still flipped.

“Even your algorithms like me.”

Though she rolled her eyes again, she knew there was truth in his statement.

In the four months they’d been dating, Margo has noticed the way the world around seems to have changed. Both the physical world and the virtual-verse.

She’d started exploring the physicality of the world around her thanks to her many visits to E-1610.

She walked through the same park where she and Miles hung out for the first time.

She had walked it before maybe once or twice, but after visiting Miles it was like the whole place lit up. She felt drawn to the spots she’d recognized from Miles’ world.

It was like there was something pulling her to sit under a certain tree or rest her hands against a certain fence.

And when she did, her heart would fill with an inexplicable sort of warmth that she knew only came from Miles.

She knew she probably looked crazy to the rare onlooker as she stood in the middle of a nearly deserted park, all alone and with a dumb smile on her face. But she still made it a top priority to visit it at least once a week.

It had become her happy place, and before Miles she didn’t even think it was possible for her to find solace in reality.

She’d never expressed these thoughts to him, she didn’t even know how, but she was sure he knew.

Margo wasn’t completely confident in how her connection with technology worked but Miles’ comment about her algorithms wasn’t too far off.

“I’m so tired, this song might just put me to sleep.”

Margo is pulled back into the present by Miles’ voice.

He’s lying down on his stomach with his phone propped up in front of him. His eyes are low and he blinks them rapidly in effort to stay awake.

Margo feels that warmth in her heart spark up at the lazy smile that’s spread across his face.

"Why are you still up if you're so tired?"

He yawns and his eyes drop a little lower as he rests his chin on the pillow in front of him.

"We haven't talked in a while, this is worth staying up for."

A wide grin splits Margo's face and she ducks from the camera to try and tamp it down.

When she reappears it's still just as big and bright, but Miles is looking at her with eyes that are a little less tired and a soft small of his own, so she knows they're sharing the same feeling.

A physical connection being reciprocated across highly advanced technology and between two teens in different worlds.

"You still need to go to sleep," she says.

He hums and looks away for a second.

"Are you uh...busy tomorrow?"

Her grin widens again but she doesn't hide this time.

"Nope. I'm completely free all day, which is very rare so I should really take the opportunity to do something special."

"Well then a very special person might come to see you."

"Very special, huh?"

"Yup."

They both laugh softly and Margo finds herself lost in his boyish grin and soft eyes.

She's pleased that he seems to be equally as fond of the cheesy grin that has yet to leave her face.

"Goodnight, Miles."

"Goodnight Miss Kess."

There's another shared laugh and then the holo-screen in front of her goes black. Her reflection shows a girl charmed-sparkling eyes, a wide smile, and straining cheeks.

These are the only times her reflection truly matches her real feelings.

This was inspired by "Young Love" by Cleo Sol

[skyloftian-nutcase]

“Have you ever wished you were dead?”

Legend abruptly stopped in mid motion as he was getting ready to sip some of his cider. He glanced at Warriors worriedly, a million thoughts blazing through his mind and choking in his throat before they could be spoken.

What ended up coming out was, "You've had way too much alcohol."

Warriors barked out a tired laugh and downed another sip just to seemingly spite his friend. He glanced at him from the side. "You didn't answer the question."

Slowly, Legend glanced away, getting his bearings. “…Yeah. Once or twice.”

Warriors hummed, his eyes unfocused again, staring off somewhere Legend couldn't reach. The travel nurse felt his stomach knot at the sight of it, and he put his drink down, growing nauseous.

"Hey," Legend piped up awkwardly and worriedly. "I... you... have you thought that?"

Warriors didn't speak. Legend waited. His friend stayed mute.

Growing more agitated, Legend pivoted so that he was facing his friend fully, one leg tucked under him while the other hung off the sofa where they were sitting.

"Look," Legend started, unable to keep the sharp edge out of his tone, unable to keep his own emotions under control at the turn this conversation was taking. "We've seen some shit, both of us. I'm not about to tell you how you should feel. I don't know what you've been through. But you'd better be damn sure I'll get on your sorry ass if you start thinking of different ways to die.

"I've had days where I wish I could just stop breathing. But you know what kept me going? Every damn shift in that blasted emergency department. Because as much shit as we see, we see why we do it, we see so many people dying but we see how precious their lives are too. Remember the fifteen family members for that one lady who died? Remember how many lives she touched? You... you remember that one guy, the one we all fought so damn hard to save and died anyway? You remember how he had no one, how we'd known him for all of a couple hours and it still hit us like he was our own? Don't you fucking dare for one one second think your life isn't important. I don't give a fuck if you think it doesn't matter, or you think you're worthless because you're fucking not."

Rising up from the couch, face flushed, he continued, "I don't care if your brain doesn't accept what I'm saying. I don't fucking care. Your perception of reality isn't mine, you got that? If you think you're worthless that doesn't mean the whole world does. It just means you need help. Because nobody should be thinking like that about themselves, okay? Like we all have dips and that's just life, but you should never want to die, you got that? If you're feeling that way you'd better fucking listen, because I'm going to--"

"Legend," Warriors interrupted quietly with a soft smile. "I'm not feeling that way right now."

Legend froze in mid tirade, mouth agape as he was about to continue ranting, and then he let out a shaky breath with a defeated, embarrassed, "Oh."

There was a long pause, and then Legend said, "Well, good. Thanks for scaring me, idiot."

Warriors laughed, reaching forward and grabbing Legend by the shirt and dragging him into a hug. Legend yelped and spluttered, but sighed in defeat and hugged his friend in return, melting into the embrace.

"You're right," Warriors said as he squeezed Legend even tighter. "No matter what our minds whisper in the dark, we shouldn't listen to it. There's too much at stake. Every one of us matters, and if our heads are ever in a space where we can't accept that, I also know there are others who care about me. I can live for them, if nothing else... until I can make myself a little better."

Easing up, he pushed Legend away just a hair so he could look him in the eye. "You know that you have so many who care about you too, right? It's not just everyone's life is precious except mine."

Legend rolled his eyes dramatically. "For the love of--I'm the one who just told you--"

"I'm not talking about what you said to me, Ledge. I'm talking about how you feel about yourself."

The travel nurse sobered and then sighed. "I know. I know others care about me. And I've seen what happens when people don't think that way, what happens to their loved ones who are left behind to pick up the pieces that you can never pick up. I never want to go through that."

His voice cracked and he snapped his mouth shut. Damn alcohol. He shouldn't have had so much. Pushing away, he rose and took a step from his friend to get some composure back. Then he let out a sad laugh. "Aren't we just a fucked up pair?"

Warriors chuckled at that, rising and putting a hand on his shoulder. "Yeah, but that doesn't change how amazing we are. Naturally, I'm a little more amazing than you--"

"Like hell you are."

"I'm clearly the better nurse."

"The only thing you have in spades beyond me is your fat ego."

"Nonsense, your head's pretty inflated, too."

"Maybe so," Legend relented, the fight draining out of him. He glanced at Warriors, suddenly open and vulnerable. "You... you do know I love you, right?"

Warriors' smile faded, just a hair, just enough for the gentle surprise to take hold as his eyebrows rose slightly. Then it returned, soft and relieved and so, so warm. "Yeah. I know."

[carefulfears]

diana fowley: episode analysis

the end

"mulder reacting to her, to the sound of her voice...he now straightens. this is someone he wasn't expecting to see. she has her eyes on him, too. anticipating mulder's reaction."

when diana appears, it's as a voice, an agreement. mulder hears her before he sees her, not noticing she's there until she speaks her first line: "i think agent mulder is right."

something rarely heard in FBI briefings...mulder visibly processes her presence, while diana establishes her position of control, only revealing as much information as the situation demands. as the episode progresses, mulder will do the same, with scully.

the next scene is almost comical in set-up, as mulder and scully give diana a ride to the psychiatric facility to see gibson.

scully still has no idea that mulder knows diana, and is making small talk with her, asking her questions about her history with the bureau, to which diana replies that she's been with the FBI since 1991, on assignment in europe.

mulder and diana pointedly look to each other twice in this scene:

once on diana's line, "there were things at home i decided i wanted to get back to," after which she glances up at the rearview mirror and sees that he is already looking back at her.

and then again, when scully tells mulder, "1991. that's about when you started work on the x-files," and he answers "more or less," and looks back in the mirror again. diana, who had been staring at him, looks away, unable to reestablish that eye contact.

this nightmare group moves the party to the most perfectly awkward audience: a twelve-year-old boy who can read minds.

GIBSON: I know what’s on your mind. I know you’re thinking about one of the girls you brought.

MULDER: Oh?

GIBSON: One of them’s thinking about you.

DIANA: Which one?

GIBSON: He doesn’t want me to say.

i agree with this analysis here, he's thinking about diana.

"Not in the sense that he’s hung up on her, just in the sense that he’s unsettled by the fact that she’s back...He looks to Scully first every time Gibson says anything; it’s like he’s trying to block Diana out."

additionally, i think it's fair to say, the girl that's thinking about him is also diana. scully has no reason to be thinking about mulder while questioning a boy that's the target of an assassin; she doesn't even know that there's anything else going on in that moment.

this interaction is really interesting to me in terms of diana's character, and remember: the first script note about her is that she's anticipatory. she's looking out for mulder's reactions, but she knows what to expect.

and she believes mulder, she was the first one to suggest that gibson displayed some form of psychic ability, after mulder had pointed out that it seemed like he was the target.

when gibson's revelations start to turn personal, it's diana that leans into it. mulder shuts down, uncomfortable, scully doesn't believe or care; diana smiles and prods.

sigh.

when mulder quickly gets up and exits into the hallway, scully follows to begin their classic well-expected bickering over the plausibility of mindreading.

as she's getting onto him about what he's "positing," diana comes out of the room and stands in the doorway to watch, and mulder keeps staring at the floor.

scully's continuous questioning leads to diana coming over and interjecting, weighing in with her own stance, on mulder's side.

when he goes to leave, he tells them that gibson needs to be given a full psych evaluation, and ducks his head to the floor as he turns away on the line, "you know what to do, diana."

effectively exposing the existing history between "agent fowley" and himself to scully.

(y’all remember my post on mulder and names? when he addresses diana by her first name, scully knows. and he knew that she would.)

GIBSON: You’re wondering, aren’t you?

SCULLY: About what? About you?

GIBSON: About that other girl.

(DIANA, holding a file, steps out of a room to meet them.)

GIBSON: She’s wondering about you, too.

beginning at the psychiatric facility where gibson is being tested, scully takes over the active role, as more information about diana is revealed.

(including the line "agent mulder and i spent some time in psychiatric hospitals," which is very very funny to me. not enough time babe! not enough!)

when scully tells diana she has to "disappear for a bit," she makes her way to the lone gunmen office, where the boys are getting ready for bed (and frohike is putting a bulletproof vest over his pajama set, which always makes me laugh).

this is one of my favorite scully scenes, her going to see mulder's friends to press them for dirt. she has never in her life consulted these weirdos on a case.

she takes them gibson's brain scans, before shutting off the viewer and snapping, "first...i want you guys to tell me who diana fowley is."

the guys tell scully that diana was:

1/ "mulder's chickadee when he just got out of the academy," placing their relationship from around 1986 to 1991 (about five years, the same amount of time that scully has been working with him at this point)

2/ "there when he discovered the x-files. she has a background of para-science." (making her the original x-files partner, a believer)

3/ assigned to berlin a few years ago, and byers "always wondered why they split up."

"he's the real deal, fox."

a few things about this scene, babes.

1/ note the first appearance of mulder's first name, which will go on to be established as what diana calls him. this introduces her firmly in the camp of those that claim connection to him (his parents, senator matheson, csm at times) rather than those he chooses to invest in (scully, the gunmen, skinner), who respect what he prefers.

2/ there's a little moment in the beginning where diana pays him a compliment ("that was a good catch on the videotape. i was impressed.") and mulder gets embarrassed, looking away from her and replying, "oh, you would have caught it eventually."

3/ "sometimes i hear about you...about the work you're doing. and i think how it might have been if i'd stayed."

the language here, "if i'd stayed," implies that she left him. which...no surprise there.

(it also makes me think of cassandra spender earlier in the season, mentioning having read about mulder in the papers. next season, it's alluded to that diana was heavily involved in the cassandra project and the experiments that were being done on her. i wonder about the connection there and the exposure that cassandra had to news about mulder's work.)

4/ "i sense you could have used an ally, though. someone who thinks like you, with some background."

once again, diana is anticipatory, and purposeful in her words. she turns conversation to scully (and comparatively, to mulder's partners™, scully and herself) smoothly.

"she's not what i would call an open mind on the subject," and "i'm sure there were times when two like-minds on a case would have been advantageous," she pokes at this issue the way she encouraged gibson to expose their thoughts. she isn't getting the acknowledgement that she wants, so she repeats the same sentiment over, guised as concern for The Work; as well as a position of authority on what mulder needs, what's best for him (something she will continue to speak from).

i love mulder's response here: "she's a scientist. she just makes me work for everything."

and his smile when he says it. this is the conflict of the diana arc: the attraction of a "like-mind," of being believed, vs. the steady support of having to work for your results.

mulder knows the importance of scully's role on the x-files, and he's always valued her skepticism for what it is: an important aspect of the process, something that pushes him. this is what he tells her shortly after this scene, in the hallway of his apartment building, "your goddamned strict rationalism and science have saved me a thousand times over."

(we tend to focus on the degree to which he defends diana to scully, but he defends them both to each other. it's just frustrating when only one of them deserves it, and his trust.)

5/ "i've done okay without you."

when diana keeps pushing about scully, mulder redirects the conversation back to what he knows it's really about. i love this moment here. it's tense and uncomfortable, but it's kind. there's so much reluctance and silence around his line, "i've done okay without you."

it's a reassurance, but also a hint of a boundary, and not what she wanted to hear. he has been doing okay without her, and he's different from when she left him, and from when we met him a year later.

it's an extended beat of quiet before she reaches for his hand, "hey...i'm on your side."

there is so much unspoken here. in that "like-mind"edness that she had been relying on, she attempts to ease the apprehension between them, taking his assurance that he didn't need her, and asserting, but i'm here. he's not that different.

and when scully sees them through the window, the tensions of season six are born.

a few last notes on the end:

1/ "you’re allowed to investigate the x-files as an indulgence. but draw the wrong kind of attention and they’ll close you down. put an end to all your work, something i happen to have an interest in myself."

as always, diana speaks with authority, from a place of knowledge. addressing scully's findings specifically, she refers to the x-files unit as "an indulgence," and warns against getting too bold with their position there; asserting her own stake in the project. the x-files are something that she started, that she has personal investment in.

2/ "you don't care what people think. except for her. the other one."

this poor kid. gibson is being hunted for sport by trained assassins and is stuck in the middle of all this drama from the people supposed to be protecting him. he can't even tune it out.

when scully is taking her shift guarding gibson, he discloses the difficulties of reading minds, when people think one thing but say another. he connects with scully, because she doesn't do that. she doesn't care what people think about her, except for one person: the other woman from earlier. (and hello season six!)

3/ "he didn't come here to kill me. he's aiming at you."

while keeping watch over gibson, diana is shot through the window, by one of the syndicate's gunmen who was aiming for her. when mulder and scully arrive at the scene, mulder holds diana's hand as she's being loaded into the ambulance.

from there, mulder finds spender and shoves him up against the wall, accusing him of working with CSM and threatening him intensely.

4/ "any news on diana?"

and the last mention of her is when mulder asks scully of her condition, laying on his couch with his eyes closed.

(and scully tells skinner on the phone that she can be reached at mulder's apartment if needed)

to summarize: diana was introduced, had a full mind-reading divorce-gate love triangle, and was shot and left for dead (by her own team, come to find out) all in one episode.

mulder's last line of the season is, "this was all strategized, every move. i just couldn't see it. it was all part of a plan."

[whole-bunch-of-hcs]

Family HCs

I'm having Family Angst atm so we're writing about Coop and Remer's families (or rather the versions of their families I invented to project Issues onto lmao)

Coop

He seems 'parents are divorced' to me

His dad is nominally around but in actuality he only shows up on the odd holiday or birthday to ruin everyone's day and then split again

Once or twice he'll even stick around for a full day to a week, promising "this time it's for good, I'm gonna do it right Joey I promise." But it never lasts.

And his mom raised him with the help of his grandparents and an aunt/uncle so he was hardly starved for love or attention right?

And yet he still felt painfully lost growing up

Having even one person just completely Not Care about your existence when you're that young and vulnerable really fucks with you.

He loves his mom, his grandparents are cool and all (though he's definitely had his issues with all of them at some point). He routinely decides he hates his dad, he misses his dad, his dad was doing his best and he should be a little more forgiving, nevermind his dad is a piece of shit

Remer has been a big help in all this through the years to a point that Coop can't imagine having done this without him, and can't imagine anyone else knowing all of it.

Coop and his grandfather were really close growing up. They watched games together and all that.

Coop probably knows how to do small 'grandma task' type things like mend a small rip or something.

Just in general, big 'my grandparents were an important part of my childhood' vibes

Once when his dad was around, he took Coop and Remer to the game where he caught that ball and started the whole thing.

Coop's mom is a terrible cook. That's why that psyche-out didn't work, it's just kinda true and he knows it. Insult his uncle's cooking on the other hand? Excuse me? That man was the only reason he didn't live off of McDonald's growing up, you take that shit back

As an adult, Coop talks to his mom a lot and goes home for alternating holidays etc. His dad sometimes shows up to ask for money (especially now that he's a sports star) but other than that... they don't talk much.

Remer

His parents are NOT divorced. But tbh they should be.

His mom's not super loud or controlling or anything but she IS hard to get along with. She pretty much only likes Remer.

His dad's more silent about his loathing of all other people (except Remer) but it's definitely there.

Basically his parents like him a whole lot but more or less nothing and no one else which put a lot of pressure on Remer to earn his 'only good person' title but other than that he's fine.

He hates how they can't be in the same room for more than five minutes without his mother deciding not to talk to anyone anymore and his dad blaming random faults on her but whatever. At least they both exist.

He lived like a child of divorce: only hanging out with one of them at a time, constantly reassuring them he didn't love the other more, etc. Only they were 'together.'

He wasn't really in conflict with either of them but it was still a pretty tense environment so he usually just hung out on his own.

He doesn't want to get married because he's only ever seen it work out with one of them splitting randomly or them both hating each other.

His parents are both only children and his dad's parents hate his mom and his mom's parents hate his dad's parents so his family always felt even smaller than it was because none of them could ever be in the same room together.

His mom also probably hated all his girlfriends. (Also I have this hc that Coop's dad slept with one of Coop or Remer's gfs at one point shortly after Baseketball took off and it was a whole ordeal and almost caused a scandal)

His dad hates Coop and it drives Remer nuts. Like the only real fight he ever has with his dad is the 'what is your issue with Coop' fight.

There were a lot of times when Remer was like 'oh this is gonna be it for sure they're totally done' but they just didn't get divorced or even separate for more than like a week and he was losing it

As an adult he literally could not care less. He sees them Enough and that's as far as that line of thinking goes.

[imjustheretoseetheprivateblogs]

🌹 A Year of Rosegarden Prompt 10: Death/Remembrance🌹

@ayearofrosegarden

He first saw her in the hospital, coming out of someone's room. His aunt was in the room with his grandmother, talking about something personal he wasn't privvy to. Ever since they'd arrived, dread had hung heavy over his head.

Until it was replaced by the surprise of seeing her.

Sheathed in red with a scythe twice her size. She was petit, her skin pale enough that it could be mistaken for bone at a distance.

"Excuse me?"

The girl made a noise that could only be described as adorable as her weapon clattered to the ground, though no-one around seemed to take notice. The girl clapped a pair of eyes the color of mercury onto him, astonishment written on her face.

"You saw me?" she asked more than said.

Oscar nodded.

"Why... wouldn't I?"

He felt his cheeks darken from the scrutiny the girl was giving him, the heavy sound of her boots on the linoleum tile as she came into his personal space. She squinted, gaze flitting across his face as if she was counting every freckle and blemish on it.

"You're not dying or dead," she finally stated.

"My last doctor's appointment went really well," said Oscar.

The girl shook her head.

"I don't get it."

"Don't get what?"

The girl waved her hands at him.

"This! You shouldn't see me! The living shouldn't see me!"

Oscar's eyebrow rose.

"You're a ghost?"

The girl snorted

"No. I'm death.. well, death-in-training. I'm supposed to take souls of the departed to the land of the dead..."

Watching her babble (cutely) Oscar couldn't help the idea that wormed it's way into his head.

"Could I ask you a favor?"

The girl frowned.

"That's... not really my job..."

"Please... my grandmother... we're here to visit her. The doctor's say that she probably doesn't have a long time and she's in a lot of pain..."

The girl cocked her head to the side in curiosity.

"Who's your grandmother?"

"Esmeralda Pine."

"Right. Leukemia. I remember now."

Oscar nodded.

"Could you make sure that... that she goes peacefully?"

For a while, the girl said nothing, just standing across from him while doctors and nurses passed them, paying no heed to the boy talking to an invisible girl. Finally, the girl in red spoke.

"I'll see what I can do."

The pressure that had been in Oscar's heart since the announcement of his grandmother's illness drained and he smiled at the girl.

"Thank you so much, miss."

The girl smiled back.

"By the way," she said, "my name is Ruby."

[assiraphales]

chopper chewbacca

I can’t believe you’re making me do this (aka u sent this one ask and now I’m spiraling headfirst into this au)

-the galaxy is full of space pirates crews who fly from island to island exploring and pillaging planets in search of an allusive "dragon's hoard"/“one piece” (a stock pile of legendary wealth hidden away before the republic fell to the empire)

-monkey d luffy is a tatooine orphan who grew up in mos eisley spending half his time in the cantina where makino works, the other scavenging the desert. he's extremely force sensitive & completely untrained

-luffy's childhood idol is red haired shanks, one of the most wanted pirates in the galaxy. he learns not all pirates pillage, and for some its a freedom and form of rebellion against the empire. when a bandit kidnaps luffy and drags him into the middle of the desert, shanks saves him but loses an arm to a krayt dragon

-jedis have been practically hunted to extinction & its a taboo to talk to them, so when luffy, age 17, stumbles upon mysterious swordlike weapons he doesn't think twice about messing around with them. which immediately backfires ofc, forcing him on the run

-insert roronoa zoro -- bounty hunter (and his reindeer hybrid alien friend chopper who rides shot gun in their junker of a starship). they're on tatooine because, despite chopper's best efforts, zoro is constantly getting them lost

-unlucky for zoro, he has one too many enemies in tatooine & ends up hung on the stocks in the middle of town. luffy strikes a deal -- 'i'll get you out of here if you join my crew, and get us off this planet. STAT!'

-anyways nami is a thief they meet in their travels who slowly has been charting the galaxy's undocumented corners (and save her town which has been enslaved by arlong), vivi = princess leia in this scenario but instead of being held hostage on the death star she infiltrated the empire's ranks, sanji works at the baratie which is a restaurant floating in the middle of the galaxy, usopp lives in a quiet shipping town where strawhats go to find a better craft)

-luffy's main goal is just to find the treasure and explore the galaxy but he ends up inadvertently toppling the entire empire

[mercurygray]

Could you do 13. Picture (One-Word prompts) for Isabel Corbett?

Isabel Corbett comes to us from All Creatures Great and Small, where her father is the Darrowby GP and she herself has just finished medical school and is now navigating the heavy world of job hunting.

Norfolk certainly wasn't Yorkshire.

But a job was a job, and small towns in England were the same the whole island over, even if the folks down here looked at her funny and called her accent strange, and asked a second time exactly where she'd done her schooling, as if they weren't sure what folk knew about anything up 'up north'.

It was London, if you must know, and Doctor Harrison hired me to be his locum, so if you have some issue with it I suggest you take it up with him in three months. But until that time, I'm rather afraid you're stuck with me.

That was what Isabel wanted to say, but sharp words made terrible neighbors, so she kept her opinions to herself, and focused on things she could control - the state of the surgery waiting room, and making sure Mrs. Mendel, the secretary, was paid on time so that she'd at least have that to say when it came to recommendations.

"You sound lonely," her dad remarked, as she made her weekly call from the phonebox in town. "Are you getting out at all?"

"I walk Poppy twice a day!"

"That's not what I meant, Iss. Are you meeting people? I thought there was supposed to be a - an RAF base thereabouts or something. Norfolk's supposed to be filled with fliers."

"If you're trying to find me a boyfriend, Dad, I have to tell you -"

"I'm telling you you need to find some people your own age, Iss. Have some fun! You're only young once and there's a war on."

She'd never been more grateful to hear the tones go. "That's the pips, Dad. I'm out of change. Love you!"

"Love you too, Isab-" and there was the tone, indicating that the call had dropped. Isabel sighed and hung the handset back up on the phone, pushing the well-thumbed book back into its slot under the and trying to rearrange Poppy's leash, which had wrapped around her owner's body twice while she'd been standing there talking.

"Come on, Pops, let's get home."

It wasn't just finding a fellow, was it? It was going out and being seen with him, when she was supposed to be the doctor, supposed to be above reproach. If she were seen in the pub they'd say she was loose, that she was young, that she shouldn't be trusted with such an important thing as the general health of Brockdish and Needham and Thorpe Abbotts. Well, I'm terribly sorry, but there's a war on, and most of the young men are being snapped up by the army, and most of the older men are what's left, and they need vacations the same as anyone, so I'm about all that's left.

Her father was right - she was lonely. She was on her own, after they closed the surgery for the day, and there wasn't much doing in Needham that wasn't the pub. She was reading a novel and trying to get better at darning. There was always the Lancet to catch up on. The BBC had a very good hour of music after dinner, and she was getting rather good at cottage pies, after she scorched a good half-dozen of them and nearly destroyed a pan boiling the potatoes. Poppy was just about the only source of conversation - and being a dachshund, she wasn't saying much.

She was glad she'd brought the dog, though. People liked Poppy - and how could they not? She was small and different and mostly friendly, once she'd had a sniff around.

Poppy let out a bark, and Isabel looked up to see what was either a large white dog or a very small polar bear bounding down the walk, tongue lolling in perfect pleasure, straining at the leash. "Meatball, calm down, will ya? Maybe she doesn't want to meet you, you big dummy. Sorry, miss, he's a bit - of a one track mind today, if you follow me. You might want to keep her back a bit."

"How very American of him," Isabel replied, feeling more than a little prickly at the moment. One of them, Dad? Is that what you want for me?

The American looked for a moment like she'd punched him, and then smiled, wrapping the dog's leash around his hand to rein him in a little. "Fair enough, miss," he allowed with a shrug. "She have a name?"

"Poppy," she offered, not really sure why she was answering his questions. "Like the flower. Dare I ask how he came by Meatball?"

"Not really sure, miss, he came to me with it. But sometimes a meatball's a - a dumb guy, you know?" He was smiling about it. "And he's smart, when he wants, but he's - he's dumb, too. Kinda like his owner." He pressed his lips together for a moment,thinking about something. "Does - ah - does her owner have a name, too?"

"Not one she feels like sharing at the moment."

His face fell a little. "Oh. Well, ah - if Poppy is free on Saturday night, there's a - a dance at the base. Meatball's probably gonna be outside. If she wanted she could, ah. Could join us. Since she's better behaved than he is. There's snacks, kitchen's doing a whole spread, and a bar."

Her stomach almost rumbled at the thought of what a full stocked American spread would look like - there were already tales in the surgery of unheard wonders from the kitchen at the airfield over at Thorpe Abbotts. And there was something endearing about the question, about the way he'd ducked his head and reined in his smile, as if he, too, perhaps, were from a small town, and knew something about how people could judge, and all the things he'd probably been told by the army about first impressions.

"And a lot of guys would be - be real glad to talk to a girl for a change," he added, which somewhat soured the picture as her father's words came back in full force. You're only young once and there's a war on. "Especially a pretty one."

Don't push your luck. "I'll see if she's free," Isabel offered, still feeling prickly. He nodded, feeling that this was a fair answer and touching his cap so he could tug Meatball on their way,the dog still straining on the leash, trying to get a sniff in at Poppy.

The dog watched the pair go and then looked up at Isabel as if to say, with her woeful little brown eyes, "Well, mom, can we?"

Isabel frowned. "Oh, not you, too."

[joanofsharks]

rant post incoming! >w<

tw: sexual topics, suicide, homicide, academic insecurity

im so fucking lost. everything is going great but at the same time it feels like everything is spiraling downward again.

my mom is super fucking annoying about EVERYTHING. she refuses to use my pronouns, and gets mad when i correct her. she constantly bugs me to clean my room or otherwise do things that require a tremendous effort on my part to do, even when i make it clear that i cannot deal with chores or tasks at that current moment. i fucking hate her i hate her i want out

idk what my sexuality is anymore, sometimes i'm pan sometimes im lesbian sometimes im gay sometimes im ace sometimes im god knows what else and its so fucking confusing

im also realizing that, because i was groomed, i start to develop romantic and sexual attraction to people that just. care about me. i feel gross about it because i'll start fantasizing about my FUCKING TEACHERS while they are just TALKING TO ME. i feel gross. im delusional. im disgusting im a perv nobody will ever love me

people my age dont even fucking care about me. the only people that do are the people that are paid to, people that are twice my age, or toddlers that don't know left from right.

i got my psat scores back. i did way worse than i thought i would. some random kid who i KNOW doesn't give a shit about school got the same score as me. i feel stupid. people keep saying "oh you're so smart" well its not enough. itll never be enough. i will never be enough.

the one person in my life who i consider to be a real friend is ghosting me. we called a couple days ago and she barely spoke. she hung up 15 minutes into the call and hasnt reached out since. i dont want to lose her. i cant. i cant. i need her.

and on top of all of that. im ugly as fuck and im not even allowed to wear makeup to hide it. people take one look at me and see the degenerate basement dweller on the surface. i'm trying so fucking hard to be better. to be likeable. but it's not working. i truly do think that i am unlovable.

i think that there will come a point in my life where death will be the only real way to alleviate the pain. it's not now. i have outlets. i'm hanging on. but some day i will fucking snap. and when i do im taking someone with me to let them know that they wronged me in a way that can't be forgiven.

[servin-up-surveys]

survey #224

Do you want the last dream you had to come true? No.

When did you last talk to the person you’d most wanna talk to right now? I was talking to him on Discord earlier.

What kind of pill did you last take? My Klonopin that I take daily now.

Do you like wearing glasses? I mean, I don't really care too much, it is what it is, I wanna see, but I'd certainly prefer not needing them. I hate smudged lenses and it'd be nice to not even have frames obscuring my vision. I can't do contacts, especially because my worse eye needs a weighted one and it gave me a headache when I tried contacts again.

What would you most like to eat right now? Fast food, admittedly. We would usually eat out once or twice a week, but in the past... three weeks maybe, we've done it once. I adjust very poorly to change, and without Mom's car, her being extremely financially in the hole, and things like delivery being very expensive, we just haven't been able to. I have had a HARD time adjusting, as much as I hate to admit it. I despise how much I enjoy fast food.

How long were you last in the car for? Around 30 minutes, coming home from Girt's place.

What first comes to mind when thinking of 10th grade? I started dating Jason.

What’s the scariest thing that’s happened to you? A breakup so debilitating and world-shattering that I wanted to die every waking moment for over a year and it culminated in me trying to kill myself. That was all pretty fucking scary.

Has an ambulance ever came to your house? Yes, for both me and my mom. When I was a teenager, maybe for Ashley when she had her POTS fainting/seizure episodes?

Whose pool did you last swim in? A family friend's.

What’s the cutest thing someone’s ever done for you? I don't know.

How many different cars have you driven? Two, and one was for driver's ed.

What did you do on Thursday? I just hung around here.

What do you do on Fridays? Ordinarily, help my mom watch my sister's three kids.

What door did you last open besides any on your house or car? Girt's car when he brought me home.

Where do you hang your towel to dry after showering? I put it in the laundry.

What movie are you embarrassed to admit you’ve watched? None that I can think of.

Would you ever take a bullet for your significant other? I wouldn't have to think about this for a moment, hell yes I would.

If you were starving on a freezing mountain, would you eat your friend? Some things aren't worth living after, no.

Does the movie Titanic make you cry? It sure did, haha. I cry VERY easily, though.

Have you ever had an embarrassing period story? If so, what happened? Not that I remember.

Who is a former friend that you wish would come back into your life? I think I'll always miss Megan. I shouldn't. She lied to me about so, so much because she wanted pity from an online friend that couldn't verify she was lying. Forever shoutout to Mazzy for making me face my fear she was bullshitting everyone, Megan admitted to it when I confronted her. Then she just ran and disappeared from my life. I don't think she was some dangerous predator or something, I genuinely believe she was just a kid making a fake life on the Internet to get sympathy from people.

Have you ever thrown up in public, in front of someone else? If yes, was it embarrassing? Yes. Once in true public (in kindergarten), once in front of Girt in an extremely embarrassing show. I don't count my mom, she's almost always present when I throw up because I call for her to be with me. I have an extreme phobia of vomiting and get legitimately terrified when I feel it coming, like my body doesn't know what to do.

Did you ever take your dog to school? Yes actually, I remember bringing my dog Teddy to my 5th grade class one day. I can't remember what the occasion was, though.

Have you ever seen a Broadway show? No.

What by your definition is the naughtiest thing you have done? I am not comfortable sharing that.

Do you like your best friend’s parents? Could you even tell me their names? I only know his mom (who's great) 'cuz his dad died before I ever met his family. Shelia (yes, it's spelled that way) is his mom, Donald Sr. was his dad.

How many fridges are in your house? One.

If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? Of course he would, if he was with me.

Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? If I was single, Richard Kruspe and probably Mark Fischbach still. What opposite people, that's an image. 😂 Idk I love Oliver Riedel (another member of Rammstein) too and he's such a sweetheart too, maybe I'd replace Mark with him, at least he and Richard are homies so it'd be less awkward lmfao. Ollie is married though so Marie approval before something like that.

What color are your towels? We have different colors.

How many pillows do you sleep with? Two.

Have you ever needed to call the police? 911 when we thought my mom was having a heart attack. She actually wasn't, I can't remember exactly what the issue was, but it was... extreme for her. And extremely terrifying.

Are you afraid of walking alone at night? I'd be terrified, if I actually did this.

Where did your last kiss take place and with whom? Girt's car, with Girt obviously.

Do/did you get into trouble a lot at school? No, I was a very good student. I only ever got in trouble for excessive tardies in the morning, because I was pain in the ass to get out of bed in the morning so I'd occasionally be a few minutes late to my first class. I had detention once for this because I reached the threshold they allowed, and it was the only time I've ever had detention.

Have you ever been offered drugs but declined? I've never been offered drugs, I think. But possibly at a party I went to at my friend's place? Summer knew I didn't smoke weed, but I suppose it's possible one of her friends offered me a hit but I woulda said no.

Have you ever been offered drugs and accepted? No. Well wait, alcohol is considered a drug, in which case, yes. But that's it.

Tell us something weird that turns you on. I mean, "weird" is subjective.

When did someone last admit romantic or sexual feelings for you? Was the feeling mutual? Girt and I have been dating for almost three years now, so obviously it was mutual. No one else has admitted anything since.

What is something you have given a lot of thought to lately? I'd prefer to not get into it, because it's stressful to think about and I'm just gonna ramble, and I ramble badly about shit I barely even care about lmao, nevermind something I've thought about a lot.

When did you last swallow your beliefs to avoid an argument or confrontation? A few days back with an armchair diagnoser about someone she's never met but is passionate about. She was VERY passionate about it and was aggressive at opposition. Don't try to diagnose people you don't fucking know, lads.

Do you usually initiate hugs? Yes.

What are you looking forward to? Seeing Girt again, I miss him.

Do you think you’re a good person? I try to be.

Are you a very open or private person? It depends on the topic.

What is your favourite Christmas movie? Jim Carrey's How the Grinch Stole Christmas. I also really enjoy Home Alone 2: Lost in New York.

What do you get complimented on the most? My hair or tattoos.

If money was no object, where would you move to? Blue Ridge Mountains in NC.

Who was the last person to make you cry? I think my mom.

Who was the last person you talked about sex with? I'm sure it was Girt.

Post a screen shot of your Twitter "Interactions" page. I don't use Twitter and Twitter and all Elon Musk owns/creates can rot.

Click on the messages tab on Facebook, post a screen shot (erase surnames for safety). I could do this one, but I just don't feel like it lmao. I'd wanna censor their whole names and photos.

Post a screenshot of your tumblr activity page. THIS one is purely I just don't feel like it lol.

Do you believe in soul mates? Nope.

Do you play video games? Yes.

What age do people usually mistake you for? I've been mistaken for ~19.

What perfume do you wear? I barely ever wear perfume at all. I think I have one called Blush in the bathroom cabinet, and it smells nice, but it's years old lol.

When you wash your hands, do you use the cold or hot tap (faucet)? We have one handle; temperature depends on which direction you turn it. I tend to just push it up towards the middle. If I'm in a place where there ARE two faucets though, I'll pick the hot one.

What is the biggest injury you’ve ever sustained and how did you do it? Running down the road as a kid and falling. I tore my knees the FUCK up, I'm talking treating wounds for a long time that involved blood and pus both.

What is the most unique animal you’ve ever touched? An Abyssinian ground hornbill named Ike at a local bird sanctuary, probably. I had a once-in-a-lifetime experience to have this bird bond with me. One of the employees was nearby when he just walked right up to me at the fence and wanted attention and she said she'd never seen him do anything like it with a guest before. He stayed with me for as long as I remained there, and we got photos and video. He really enjoyed me gently petting him.

Which would you rather out of these 3 options? A: Be good looking and extremely intelligent but so poor you live on the streets. B: Be extremely intelligent and a millionaire but what society classes as ugly. Or C: Be good looking and a millionaire but extremely academically challenged? Why? B, so long as you don't mean ugly at heart.

Would you rather raise 25 children or have the chance of ever having children taken away? Why? I WISH I was infertile, dude. I'd rather kill myfuckingself than have 25 children.

Whose concert would you most like to see? Rammstein, it's not even a competition. Not just because I love them, but they famously put on a serious show.

Do you have any regrets? Of course I do, I don't know if I believe people who say they don't regret ANYTHING.

Who are the three most important people in your life? Mom, Girt, and... idk about the third. If Mazzy and Tez can both count despite being two, then them.

Are you afraid of dying? I mean, I'm afraid of the experience of dying, but not death itself. I believe death is just exactly as things were before I was born: complete lack of consciousness.

[violentviolette]

its been almost 3 weeks now and I think trying to get meows back is driving me genuinely insane

we've seen her twice now but still haven't been able to catch her and she's using the dog house we put outside and filled with our clothes at night so she's not dead. but she is *definitely* avoiding us

driv thinks she must have gotten into it with maybe a deer or raccoon and is now too scared to come out whenever there's anything else around. because genuinely I spend 85% of my day sitting out back and so she absolutely knows we're here. I literally do nothing else at this point. I haven't played a video game or hung out with anyone or done anything other than just take shifts outside walking the woods. its all i do and all i think or talk about and i know ppl are tired of hearing about it and tired of me doing nothing but this but I feel like the second I start just going back to normal and doing normal shit its over and ill never get her back.

but it makes me think she has to be actively avoiding us but I dont understand why. driv says if she got scared enough she might not be sure its safe to come over but idk. I guess. I can barely understand human behavior let alone animal behavior so I have no idea at this point

if it weren't for these fucking dogs I'd be able to just leave all the doors open and then she could come back inside when no ones around

it also doesn't help that all they fucking do is bark. I think there's been at least once or twice where she's been outside a door but the dogs rush it and start barking like crazy before I get there

we got into a small fight over it because I've been saying for ages that we need to train them not to bark but driv insists its useful for them to bark at things outside the house. whereas I personally think it'd be more useful if they simply didn't fucking exist

idk. im just tired and pissed off and I would like to get my stupid fucking cat back so I can stop being filled with anxiety 24/7 and go back to having a life

[zaenight]

TW: Jackie's past finally comes back to haunt her , abuse,assult,Sexual abuse mentions,Racism,etc.

"Fuck." Jackie whispered softly as Ez trailed kisses down her neck , hand resting

on her stomach.

"Angel's bringing his son maverick over ,  and his girl." Ez said as his hand traced shapes on Jackie's stomach.

"Can't wait to meet them , Letty and hope said they were coming over too." She said as her hand stroked ez's face.

Ez turned his head kissing her hand , then trailing kisses down her neck.

As Jackie's hand trailed down his chest , a knock from the door came , followed by Angel yelling that he was here.

"Lo voy a matar, joder, idiota." Ez muttered as Jackie laughed , The man having to help her up.

(Im gonna fucking kill him , shithead)

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Sally barked rushing over to Jackie ,  Lately she's been very over protective , When Illiana takes her on walks she

growls at anyone who came close to her , and Never leaving Jackie's side.

"Look at you , your adorable , you got your looks from your mamá didn't you?" Jackie said to maverick , Her and Luisa hit it off .

"Nah he got the Reyes men looks , look at us." Angel said waving his hand in front of his face.

The two women glanced at eachother with a laugh.

"We have arrived!" Letty said  , hope shaking her head.

Illiana rushed into the room , holding the phone.

"Its Creeper , he says He might be able to get an early release." She said as Ez grabbed the phone , Speaking untill he hung up.

"Creeper will be out by tonight." Ez said.

"How? , I mean not that it's not good , but he was looking

at alot of time." Jackie said as The other women were wondering the same.

"Says some Therapist chick told the warden his behavior was good , and that he should be released , said it was weird , Thinks she had somthing on him , and to keep an eye out." Ez said as tension filled the room.

Angel answered his ringing phone , before nodding towards Ez.

"Yo we got to go to the clubhouse , Gilly said the Sons showed up , had stuff to say." Angel said as Ez nodded.

"You girls gonna be fine while we're gone?" Ez said as his hand rested on Jackie's face.

"We'll be fine , We're a room full of powerful women , now go see what they want." She said kissing the corner of his mouth.

"Lock the doors , answer when I call-" Ez started to say  untill he was cut off.

"Ez I know , we'll be fine." She said , as the two left , with Ez ruffling Illiana's hair as he left , and Angel giving Luisa and Maverick a kiss .

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"Oh my god!" Said Illiana as a guy came in through the door pulling out a gun.

"Illiana we've seen this movie twice , how are you still suprised by that." Letty said , laughing as a piece of popcorn hit her face.

Maverick babbled happily as Sally slept by him , her ears twitching as he petted her.

Luisa was sat down beside him , Jackie and Hope were half asleep on the couch , when a banging knock hit the door.

Jackie yawned rolling her eyes hand over her stomach , looking out the window she saw no one at the door.

The girls got up going by the door , And nodded , Jackie opened the door , no one was there.

As she was about to close it , a hand stopped it.

"What the f-" As Jackie looked up her face dropped , the girls noticed her mood.

"Camilia thats not nice , We just wanted to talk." Said Edmund whitt , Her step-father , ... her Rapist , the man who ruined her life.

"Illiana, trae a Maverick y Sally, sube, cierra la puerta, llama a Ezekiel y Angel." Said Luisa as the teen nodded , grabbing Maverick , and calling Sally.

(Illiana , get Maverick and sally , go upstairs , lock the door , call Ezekiel and Angel)

"Who the fuck are you!" Letty

exclaimed.

"Im her mother you little bitch , this doesn't concern you or the other whores Camila hangs around."  Myra vincent her so called mother said.

"Get the hell of my property , how the hell did you find me , and don't call me that , you don't get to say my name!" Jackie exclaimed as The two pushed their way inside.

"You little whore watch how you speak to your mother." Edmund said.

"She is not my mother, and your n- Your not my fucking father , your a sick , evil bastered , who likes little girls ." Jackie said voice wavering as The other three women stepped forward.

Luisa had her gun , ready in her pocket , Letty and Hope managed to hide the knives they grabbed from the kitchen.

"SHUT UP YOU CUNT!" He yelled as he lunged at her , stopping himself as he noticed the pregnant stomach.

"What pathetic fuck did you let knock you up?" He laughed , although his eyes were sick and twisted.

"She probably doesn't know." the bitch of a mother she had said.

"Im not like you , I actually know my childs father , unlike you , you slept with hundreds of guys , you don't even know who my real father is , and you sure as hell kept up to it , because this sick fuck can't pay for all that." Jackie's wavering voice stated , pointing out her mother's Expensive jewlery and clothing , opposite of Edmunds baggy pants , and stained shirt.

"You need to leave now , or else." Luisa stated with a cold glare.

"What was that you cunt , can't understand with that accent." Edmund said leaning in , hand on his ear.

"You know the girl who went up-" A crash rang out , The man on the floor , shattered glass beneath him.

"Touch my fucking daughter ,

I'll fucking kill you and the old hag , You may be a sick , perverted bastard , but im a fucking monster , worse then the ones under the bed , and You pathetic fucking whore , you were supposed to protect

me , and you let him , you fucking let him rape and torture me every fucking night , and all so he wouldn't lay a fist on you , but when he didn't touch you at all , you tried to fucking kill me , but here the fuck i am , a better fucking mother then you'll ever be , and you know what , the only way you two are leaving is in a body bag." Jackie ranted with a glare.

Myra Stepped forward , letty went up behind her , knife held towards her neck.

"You fucking touch her , I'll slit your throught." Letty glared.

Hope slammed her foot onto Edumunds chest as he got up , he exclaimed out in pain.

Luisa grabbed her gun handing it to Jackie.

The pregnant woman , yanked her mother's hair , throwing her to the ground next to edmund.

"How the fuck did you find me!" She said hitting the man in the face.

"Myra works as a therapist for the jail , blackmailed the

warden to let this guy go cause he talked highly about you and others , called you CJ , but we fucking knew , but it didn't matter , we saw you at a shop , a month back , Its time to come home , Camila." Edmund said groaning as He was hit by the barrel of the gun.

"I am home! , and im not gonna let you take everything away again , Im in control now , you stupid , pathetic fuck." Jackie said.

"Who wants to play stab the rapist." She said grabbing the knife from Letty.

"Camila!" Ez yelled as Angel and the others rushed in , Illiana peeking downstairs , before angel rushed up to Maverick.

"You okay , your not hurt!" Ez exclaimed.

"No , but they will be." Jackie said as Ez stared at the two on their knees , looking beaten , recognizing them from the mugshots he once saw.

"Mierda." Ez said as Jackie grabbed the knife , as Myra started begging.

"No! - No im sorry please! Your my little girl , my baby , Please Camilia im sorry , I didn't know what i was doing." Myra begged.

"Stop fucking begging , you pathetic whorebag, you birthed me , but you were never a mother , your just a stupid fucking bitch , who needs to be put down." Jackie said plunging the knife into her chest , twisting and dragging it down.

"Ez grab him , bring him to the back." Jackie said as he stared at shaking knife in her hand , he kissed her shoulder , grabbing edmund ,  making him hit every wall and corner.

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"You fucking- " Edmund was cut off by a punch from Ez.

"Talk to her like that again , I'll be the one to kill you." Ez glared.

"It's okay Ezekiel , he's about to burn anyway." Jackie shrugged.

The Club and the girls made their way to the back , Bishop was there , illiana had spoken to him weeks after Natalia died , the two somewhat having an understanding , Jackie lifted the ban , and while it was still rough , he was a somewhat chill guy to hang around.

But anyways...

Jackie had Ez pour gasoline over Edmund , grabbing a match she stood at safe distance , hand on Ez's shoulder.

"You can't this too me you bitch HELP THIS B-" The man was cutoff .

"No one can here you for miles , What else was I gonna say , oh yeah! , stop being a fucking pussy and take it." Jackie said lighting the match , with a throw , the man lit on fire , the club and the girls watched as the man ran , but the flames took over , he screeched and cried , Jackie rolled her eyes , grabbing Ez's gun and pulling the trigger , right into his head.

"What a fucking Pussy!" Jackie said with a laugh.

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Edmund whitt and Myra Vincent were no more , the man who ruined her childhood was no more.

Don't fuck with Jackie vincent , and that was the day everyone knew not to screw with the pregnant woman.

Because Jackie vincent will burn you alive .

Litterly.

[the-septic-maniac]

Criminal Case x FNAF AU Chapter 1

(this is a little something that me and @anxietyfluffy are working on together. hope yall like ^^ oh and like major spoilers for pacific bay and the conspiracy)

Pacific Bay man… what memories I have here. The murders… the utopian cult… the utopia in general and stopping that... Rough memories. But I had some good times too. I’m actually meeting up with Amy where we solved our first case at the beach. Man, how she has grown up since she was a junior officer. 

As I exit my plane, the familiar salty air enters my lungs. I look at the cityscape. So much has changed. I daze out for a bit flashing back to all the times I hung out with my partners outside work. “I wonder what he would think of me and Amy now?” A familiar chipper voice greets me, “Deraila! Over here!” Looking to find the voice, I see her. “Amy!” I rush to go hug her, almost toppling her over with the amount of force and weight I put into it. “Easy there! You could have crushed me!” she says chuckling. “Oops, sorry I sometimes forget how big and strong I am.” We head to the beach and relax for a bit, taking our shoes off and feeling the individual sand granules between our toes and taking in the scenery. The familiarity of Pacific Bay starts rushing back to me. “So when are meeting up with the old team?” Amy checks her watch and slightly panics “Crap, we were supposed to meet them at your Airbnb like a half hour ago!” I laugh a little. “Let's get going then.”

As we drive to the airbnb, we started to talk for a bit. “You still romantic partners with Russell after all this time?” “Yeah, I come to visit Pacific Bay once or twice a month to have a date with him. He’s made life a bit easier.” "How's Duncan doing Amy?" Silence… me and my big fat mouth… I should have known not to ask about him. Since his arrest way back when Amy was a junior officer, she hasn't talked about him since. Not even when I came to work at T.I.M.E for the short while I did she didn't talk about him. No one even knew she had a brother. "I… Haven't visited Duncan at all at the federal medical center… not once… been too scared to since how he acted in court the day of his trial." 

Gods… that day was a horrid day for Amy. She had already been through enough. Her best friend was dead and her ex-boyfriend turned out to be not just a murderer but a cannibal too. Then it turned out that her brother had turned into a serial killer after a major accident that caused him to step down from being an officer on the police force. The horrible abuse of their mother did not help. "How about one day, just one day while I'm here we go visit him? It doesn't have to be long but I'm sure he misses you and I'm sure if he saw where you are at today he'd be proud of you despite the circumstances." Amy nodded and returned her focus to the road. 

The rest of the ride was in silence. We arrived at my airbnb and I saw the familiar faces of the team. Yann, Roxie, Russell, Hannah, and Chief Andrea all stood there waiting for us. I hugged them all before I went inside. I missed how much of a family it was like with this team. Sure in Grimsborough it felt like a team but there was always some sort of tension on the team. In Pacific Bay, I felt at ease for the most part. The weirdest thing that I've encountered here were aliens and they weren't a threat like the Neohumans in my second time in Grimsborough. Of course, someone was missing… someone that is long gone. I look down at the shirt I'm wearing. It's the last thing I have of him. "You still have Frank's shirt huh?" Yann spoke up in a fatherly tone.

Frank Knight… man that's a name I haven't heard in a long time. The team was devastated at his death. Sure yeah he was removed from the team due to participation in a major heist and a murder but… remembering his story… the utter grief and despair that he went through with the loss of his daughters… It makes me want to cry.  "Yeah I-I still have it and wear it. Still has the faint smell of Gold Stag Whiskey on it. But to be honest I like the smell. I've grown used to the scent. I don't think it would be the same wearing it without that smell" A long awkward silence followed. We were all thinking about Frank in that moment. Solemn looks were plastered on our faces as we thought about the memories we had of him.

Andrea piped up after clearing her voice "How about we go out to eat and catch up with each other? My treat." We all agreed. After I got settled in, we went out to a local restaurant and sat down. "So Deraila fill us in, how has life been since you left Pacific Bay?" Roxie asked excitedly. "Oh man, where to start? The Bureau, heading back to Grimsborough, T.I.M.E and working with Amy again. So many things to choose from" I chuckled. "I hear quite interesting stuff went down in Grimsborough. What happened?" Andrea spoke with great interest. I sighed with a slight chuckle as I explained the whole thing with the Neohumans. "The team is doing fine. Jones and Rameriz have both retired from the force, though I still catch Rameriz's ass sneaking around in one of his old costumes. Little Sammy Turner would ya believe it or not has taken an interest in his parents' careers. Though like his mother, he does tend to hack into things and has taken up the @rtist name." Hannah looks absolutely flabbergasted. "I-I'm sorry did you say the @rtist?!"

"Yeah? Cathy Turner has been my friend for a good while. I mean I have seen her at absolute lows but she took over her husband's job a while ago." "YOU SAW THE FACE BEHIND THE MASK?!?" Hannah seems over-excited and absolutely flabbergasted to the point that Yann had to help her calm down. "Yeah, I did. It was during my first few years as a detective." I showed her a picture of Cathy when I met her. Hannah just looks like she gained a crush on her. "Oh she's cute. Too bad she's taken though." I chuckled "Hey now Alex would fight tooth and nail for Cathy." "My wife would've gotten mad at me if I even dared." They all laughed. "Carter is graduating college soon. He's such a big guy now. Makes his mama proud too. Amir and Jasper have adopted a few kids. Grace still works for the Bureau as their coroner." I rattled on and on about the Grimsborough team. 

"So how about you guys huh? I already know about Amy, and Hannah mentioned that she got married to her girlfriend which congratulations." Yann speaks up "My little ones are up and out of the house. Lily is going to be taking over my position as soon as she gets her masters. James is starting college soon to become a director in Ivywood." "How are they that big already? I remember them being up to my thigh last time I checked." "I know they get so big so fast." Yann sighed. "Planning on retiring soon from being Chief. Been in the position for a long while. It's time I stepped down and give it to someone else. I don't know who I'm going to give it to but in time I will." Andrea said with a sigh. "Hey, you were one of the best chiefs I have ever had though." Everyone nodded in agreement. We finished catching up with each other and went our separate ways, promising to meet up again tomorrow.

It had gotten dark while we were catching up so my only lights were the street lights. I was jetlagged and tired as I walked back to where I was staying. Engines roared in the background of the dark city as people prepared to street race. I could faintly smell the gasoline from their cars from here. I entered my airbnb and collapsed onto my bed. As I did, a loud crash near my location was heard, and an odd robotic cry of… a fawn?

Part 2

[umbralsound-xiv]

Prompt #25 - Call It A Day

Characters: Bexy and Mist The Black Shroud, 1, Seventh Umbral Era

"You don't have to do this anymore, Bexy."

Smoke still hung thick in the Shroud air, but the worst of it was over. The Calamity had come to it's violent conclusion not even a week ago, and had churned the land and every soul upon it into turmoil. Dirt and blood marred Mist's grey features, strands of hair stuck to her cheeks at awkward angles from sweat. Bexy had no doubt that she was fighting to preserve what she could; she only hoped the Gridanians held greater respect for the woman, now.

Bexy had only run and hid from the flames. Why fight for people who want you dead? She didn't care. Why should she? Bitter purple eyes glance to Mist; the only person in the world she had a whisper of trust for, and even that was delicate.

"There are... So many people dead." Mist speaks in a breathless tone, slumped with her back against a rock; no doubt Ouryu wasn't far to be seen, keeping the silent watch that the Chocobo often did. "...It's impossible to count the bodies back in the city. Who's to say you aren't one of them?"

It takes Bexy a moment, but the realisation eventually dawns on what Mist was trying to say. Barely tempered disbelief washes over her features as she shook her head, sending lengths of midnight hair spilling over her shoulders.

"And what? Do what, Mist? There's nothing out there for someone like me." She pauses, expression scrunched into half a scowl. "I can't trust people again. I won't."

"You don't have to. You just have to stop... This." Mist gestures vaguely at Bexy, to some mild offense from the Seeker. "So don't trust people. Go travelling. See the world or... Anything but this. Say the Coeurl died with the flames. They won't look for a dead woman, Bexy. Just... Please. Try. There's some good in the world, if you'd just look for it..."

"I doubt that." Bexy half spat back. Mist's words had given her pause, however. "Why do you care so much what happens to me? Because of our deal? Salomont was so close to having his hands on you before this. He's only going to get closer. You're not exactly inconspicuous anymore, Mist."

"He is, with or without your help, Bexy. I'm... Thankful for it. I am. But it has to stop. People are suspicious enough of me that i've been hunting the Midnight Coeurl so long and have never found her. Salomont won't think twice about doing something terrible to you if it leads you to me. He's noticed you enough. He's not some airheaded bard you can take to bed and pry for coin. He'll hurt you."

"So you're... What? Cutting contact? Pushing me away?" She sounds more hurt than angry, now. Mist's violet gaze settles on her own, but she refuses to let the sadness show. From the very sound of her words, she knew she had fostered some kind of trust with the Seeker, and was just as soon to break it. "I..." She pauses, and looks away, anger bubbling up through lips which she pursed shut.

"It's for the best. You leave and start a new life somewhere. Turn a new leaf. We... We can't talk like this anymore, Bexy. Least of all now."

"You just want the Gridanians to look upon you more favourably, rather than consorting with a criminal!"

"---I want you to fucking live, Bexy!"

Mist's sharp words are enough to quiet Bexy for even a moment, before she continues.

"If i wanted you dead, i've had more than enough chances and opportunities, don't you think? I won't deny that my newfound favor with the Gridanians will work to my advantage, but if i wanted that i'd turn you in! I want you to live, Bexy. Not be another obstacle for Salomont to cut down. Not to meet a grizzly end for the sake of a bounty. Make something better of yourself! You say there's no good in the world, so change it!"

Bexy stands in some quiet, wavering silence. Emotions surely swelled beneath the surface, her expression a collision of thoughts that she doesn't quite show. It's all dismissed with a long sigh from her nose.

"Fine. I'll go." Her reply is barked back, pained. "There will be no bards now, anyway. People won't want to part with their coin in the ruin of this wretched world." Sharply turning, Mist swears she can see the shudder of Bexy's shoulders, but she doesn't say anything for it. The Seeker continues. "Thank you, Mist, for what it's worth. I..." She swallows, but doesn't grace her with another look back. "...I'll try to find it."

Bexy turns her head only enough to see Mist from the corner of her glassy gaze, to which she's given a nod.

"You will." Mist manages.

"...We'll see." Bexy replies, before slipping away between the trees, into the ashes of the Calamity that still smouldered in the night.