#i mean i already know what baby meg looked like but still

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TRANSGENDERIFICATION BEAM

i was a wolfgirl lmao <3 bless my younger self

@darkgavity @goldenzingy46 @whotooklortan @the-collector-of-souls @radioactivedangernoodle @the-shrekspert @nonbinary-neria @ and anyone else this is so cuuuuute!

New picrew chain idea: yourself vs what you looked like as a kid

Free for anyone to join in

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[teddypines]

Fleep

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sumary: Y/N wanted something, she didn't have enough money, Jason being a sweetheart and buying it for Y/N.

Note: I really wanted this fleep, i don't have the money for a fleep, so we write about Y/N getting a fleep.

All credits for the fleep and bumble corn plushies go to Meg's Mashables. The picture above is their's too.

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A little while back Y/N saw a tiktok of a fleep plushie, a sheep flamingo hybrid. Damian let her his phone to entertain her a bit. And the moment she saw it, she wanted it. She didn't know it was expensive. She thought she could use her pocket money from her piggy bank.

So finally after begging everyone for weeks to look up the fleep plushie. Jason finally helped her look it up, also because Damian was complaining about the constant fleep videos on his fyp. They looked and Y/N saw the price, looked at her money and cried. She couldn't get the fleep plushie.

Jason didn't think the plush would be this expensive. He hated seeing Y/N’s so upset. The 35 dollars plus shipping didn't seem like a lot to Jason, but to Y/N with a mere 13 dollars and 75 cents to her name, it was a lot. She understood she couldn't get it and just put her money away and sadly left Jason and his room. 

On impulse Jason bought the fleep plushie the moment Y/N left his room. He even bought the double pack with a bumble corn in it and stickers. He just couldn't see his baby sister so sad.

During dinner everyone knew and saw how upset Y/N over not being able to get the plushie she wanted. She did cry about it a bit more before bed, Bruce needing to hold her a bit longer then normal to calm her down. She did fell asleep after a while and lots of crying. Bruce hated this and quickly, but quietly left her room.

“We really need to do something about this, I hate seeing my princess like this” Bruce said as he made his Way to the living room. “No need, I already bought the plushie, and extra's” Jason said as he pulled up the order conversation. 

“When did you do that?” Tim asked as he looked at the bright pink plushie and the other blueish one. “Right after she left my room. I couldn't deal with those sad eyes. I need to see her happy again and if that means spending almost a 100 dollars and so be it.” Jason explained.

Dick rolled his eyes, but he knew he would have done the same for Y/N. Bruce sighed and sat on the couch with his boy's. “That is very sweet of you Jason, I was going to say we could let her do some chores, give her some extra money so she could buy it herself.” 

“That would have been the reasonable option, yes. But this is better” Jason answered, he was rather proud of his actions.

“We could also just have bought it and saved it until her birthday” Damian said out of nowhere. He looked up from his phone. “There were a lot of options, demon spawn, but I chose this option!” Jason hissed at his younger brother. He would have done the same for Damian if it ever were to happen, but he didn’t need to know that.

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A few days went by with Y/N being sad, but it got better with time. Jason's order was still on the way and would probably still take a while. Steph saw the order Jason placed when Dick was explaining the story to Duke and the girls. Steph was the most proud of Jason, and thought Jason said he disliked the praise he secretly liked the praise. 

Damian on the other hand was still getting fleep tiktok videos on his fyp. It's been more than a month and they still showed up. They were hunting him and he hated it.

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Finally the day arrived that Alfred carried a big package into the living room. “For the young misses” Alfred said, already knowing what would be in the packages. Y/N was surprised as she looked at the big box. Both Dick and Duke were smiling as Y/N tried to open the package on her own.

“Why is it so big and hard to open!!” Y/N yelled out of frustration. She ripped some of the tape and the box was now open. “Ow… that was easy��” 

Y/N looked inside and froze before giggling in excitement. She grabbed the fleep first and then the bumble corn. Holding both plushies up to Dick and Duke while jumping in the air. “It's fleepy!! And the unibee!!”

“DADDY!!” Y/N yelled as she ran up the stairs towards Bruce's study. “Daddy! Look!” Y/N yelled as she bursted through the door. Scaring both Bruce and Tim as they were discussing bat business. “I fleep make with the Alfred mail!!” Y/N yelled as she waddled up to Bruce and Tim. She quickly settled onto Bruce's lap with the plushies In her arms. 

“Wow Princess, that is amazing. Did you order those yourself?” Bruce asked Y/N as Tim tried to hold back his laughter. Y/N froze for a moment and then got off Bruce's lap and ran towards Jason's room.

“JAY!!!” Y/N screamed at the top of her lungs. Jason quickly opened his door as Y/N crashed into his legs. Hugging him with both the plushies. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!!” she kept saying over and over again. Jason smiled down at his baby sister and picked her up. “Anything for you Princess. Did you see the stickers and coloring books that came with it?” Y/N gasped and shook her head. “Well, let's go check those out.” Jason said as he carried a very happy Y/N down the stairs.

[maryleclerc]

𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 — charles leclerc

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

summary: in which after everything, charles and reader end up back together. become a family!

warning: use google translate, english is not my native language. this is the first ending, which mean reader will end up with charles, i’ll post 2nd ending soon. i do not claim any of these images as my own

i know i know, why’s so peaceful? i wanted if reader end up with carlos than i’ll make it more dramatic! so wait for my ending with carlos!!

please if you wanted to be tag in any of my future work, you can reply or dm me! thank you!! 🤍

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deuxmoi Our first image of Y/n and Charles today in NYC together. Taken by a fan today!!

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brianng If they are really back together, i’d be real happy to know that my wishes finally came true

ynscharlesleclerc They’ll always be the best couple of my heart

megancharles She’s ruining other people happiness, she’s the reason why Charles broke up with Meg

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charles_leclerc I think today is a suitable day to write this article. Just like the rumors these past few weeks, about Y/n and I, I want to confirm that Y/n and I are back together and we are very happy now. We also prepare together to welcome our little angel. Also thank you for all of your concern

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ynusernamefan I am happy for you

charlessgoddess It’s seems like this is their fate, after so many things had happen to both of them, they still find their ways to get back together without even trying

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yourusername Sharing all of my favorite saved in my gallery while enjoying few weeks left in my last sem 🤍

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uhbbjorn_ What’s your favorite part of being pregnant Y/n?

⤷ yourusername The most favorite part of being pregnant is when you can feel the baby’s kicking

jenniej__ Have you had any ideas for the baby name yet?

⤷ yourusername Actually me and Charles both like the name Ceres and Agnes, but haven’t will fit her

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yourusername Ceres Faye Leclerc decided to come on her own schedule 4 weeks early. Born 12/20 at 20:20 👶🏻🧸 and her papa @charles_leclerc was made it in time.

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arthur_leclerc ❤️ my niece

geeherst Congratulations and blessing! This is so incredible

kathykeeth She’s so little, I can’t 🥹

shhanann Her name feel so like goddess

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wired [HIGHLIGHT] Some of the most cutes moment of Autocomplete Interview Couple Edition with Y/n and Charles Leclerc today.

CHARLES: Hi! I’m Charles Leclerc

Y/N: I’m Y/n Y/l/n soon to Y/n Leclerc and today we��re with WIRED Autocomplete Interview

BOTH: Family Edition

Q: Have you ever google yourself?

Y/N: Oh yes I have, only once

CHARLES: I never google myself —

Y/N: Why?

CHARLES: I mean… I don’t know

Y/N: Okay first question, are you ready Charles?

CHARLES: More than ready soon-to-be Mrs. Leclerc

Y/N: [Chuckle] Stop it, first question “Is Y/n Y/l/n single?”— Well guess what, I’m still available

CHARLES: What? No you’re not, you’re mine [Laugh]

Y/N: Okay okay I’m just kidding, so is Y/n single? No, I’m not single and already engage to this gorgeous man sitting next to me

CHARLES: Next up “Is Charles Leclerc nice?”

CHARLES: I don’t know, ask her [pointed at Y/n]

Y/N: Yes he’s the nicest person I’ve ever met

Y/N: “How did Charles and Y/n met?”

CHARLES: Well we met through Y/n mom, like everyone already knows. So it’s was on Christmas Eve and my family just casually having dinner together at this restaurent called and then all of a sudden my mom just point at Y/n whom also sitting with her family and said “Oh my god, Charles ressemble à un ange, va lui parler, Charles” which mean “Charles she look like an angel, go talk to her, Charles” and everything started from there.

Y/N: [Laugh] Yea, I remember that I heard something in French and just right the moment I look up, I saw his face. But there is something I haven’t told you, that when I step into that restaurent I already like really like into you.

CHARLES: Awww I know you do had crush on me baby

CHARLES: Next question is “How many childens do Charles and Y/n have?”

CHARLES: We have a daughter and her name is Ceres Faye Leclerc, she’s my treasure

Y/N: And she’s a spitting image of Charles

Y/N: “How many children do Charles want?”

CHARLES: I’m a family guy you know, I got to say that my ideal is to have 3 kids but —

Y/N: Wow that’s take lots of work to do Charles

CHARLES: But after witnessing what Y/n went through during the birth of Ceres, and all the difficulties that came with it after giving birth, I have reconsidered this. Actually, for me, how many children I want is not as important as whether Y/n wants it or not. After all, the one who gives birth is still Y/n not me, so I always prioritize her choice.

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charles_leclerc Thank you WIRED for the best Interview 🙌🙌

yourusername We have so much fun time with WIRED Autocomplete Interview. Thank you WIRED!!🙌

helenaandersson THEY’RE ENGAGE!!!

lulnan One of the best interview WIRED had done so far!!

macharlesitan Never knew Charles could be this sweet

kitt._ I need a man like him in my life 😩

⤷ alexandraandersson Too sad, a man like him on this planet are RARE

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[seeingivy]

blessing

megumi fushiguro x gn!reader

you and fushiguro talk about names

content: nothing, light mentions of blood

an: your consolation prize - a megumi draft while I edit you belong with me gojo. if your name has a meaning, im sorry it doesn't anymore.

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“Do you think names are important, Megumi?” 

Megumi flutters his eyes open and squints in the dark to direct his gaze to you. You’re splayed right against his bare chest, nimble fingers drawing indiscernible shapes onto his skin. He knows you can’t sleep after missions, which is the only reason he allows your needless rambling at four in the morning. 

“Is this another of those angel sign things Nobara taught you?” he groans, lifting a hand to place it in your hair, the smell of your strawberry shampoo wafting into his space. 

“It’s angel numbers and astrology signs.” you respond, lightly nudging him with your elbow.

“That stuff isn’t real.” 

“Maybe not Megs, but it’s fun to think about.” 

You look over at him and Megumi can feel his heart thumping in his chest, your expectant eyes staring at him as you wait for a response. And he hates that your stupid eyes always make him give in. 

“Okay, fine. Tell me.” 

You grin and readjust yourself so you’re propped up on his chest, so you can get the perfect vantage point of the grumpy face he’s going to make at you. 

“Some people think names have power. Like, depending on what the meaning of your name is, that can affect how you act and who you are and stuff.” 

He frowns, reaching forward to flick you on the forehead, before grabbing your hand and resting your knuckles against his lips. 

“So you’re saying, if we named our kid asshole, he’d be an asshole?” 

“Our kid would be an asshole because you have an attitude problem. Not because we named him asshole.” 

He rolls his eyes, reaching forward to pinch your cheeks. 

“But think about it, Megs. For example, Yuu’s name means relaxed and caring. Don’t you think that fits him?” 

“Itadori is anything but relaxed, Y/N.” 

“Okay, well. It’s half true. Nobara means thorny. Doesn’t that compliment her cursed technique?” 

“Uh huh. I still don’t buy it.” 

“Or Gojo-sensei. Satoru means understanding, like enlightenment. He’s literally the strongest sorcerer.” 

Megumi wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you up closer to burrow his face into your neck. He loves the smell of your shampoo, of your flowery perfume - but loves it even more when he can smell it on himself the next day. 

“You talk too much, Y/N.” 

“Do you know what your name means Megumi?” 

“No. I’ve never really thought about it.” 

“Your name means blessing.” 

Megumi has never wondered about his name or what it means. All he knows is that when he was younger his dad and Tsumiki’s mom disappeared one day, leaving the two of them alone. That is until Gojo showed up. 

And unlike you, he’s never really thought about these things. Star signs, Enneagram personality types, birth charts, angel numbers. According to you, they’re little signs - from the celestials, the universe, something out there bigger than you two. 

Granted, he knows you’re being silly. That you don’t really believe it. But he can’t help but wonder. If his parents saw him and picked out the perfect name. Or if they saw a baby book and closed their eyes and pointed till they found one they liked. If they named him blessing, because they thought he was one. 

If they were intentional in their love for him, like you have been for the past year, the two of you have been dating. You leave a glass of water on his nightstand, so he makes sure to drink water in the morning. Pick up his drycleaning when you’re on your way home, insisting that it’s no trouble and you’re already there. Tell him to throw pennies in fountains and make a wish just because. 

“I think it fits perfectly, Megs.” you whisper, tracing a little star onto the side of his arm. 

He doesn’t respond, his blue eyes focused on the ceiling above you too. 

“I just mean. Gojo-sensei was probably really lonely after everything that happened with Getou. But you were around and he had you with him, so he wasn’t really lonely. And-and I know Yuuji appreciates being here with you and that he really admires you. Nobara too and-” 

“Y/N.” 

You think back to the mission, earlier today. And it keeps replaying through your mind, every time it’s quiet enough to think about it. 

You let your guard down for a few seconds. A few seconds too many because when you and Yuuji turned around, he was on the floor - thick, red blood spilling out of his forehead. And really, if you weren’t busy discussing what souvenirs to buy on the way out, if you were paying attention, maybe you wouldn’t be the one dragging him back to Shoko’s and watching from a distance with such an intense guilt that it made your stomach burn. 

“I think you’re a blessing too, y’know? Maybe I don’t say it all the time, but I do. I guess it’s just hard to say how you feel sometimes when…I don’t know, we could die tomorrow Megs and-”

Megumi brings his hand back up to your hair, brushing through the tangles at the back as he presses a kiss to the top of your head. You know Megumi. His hand in your hair - to drop it, to let it go. The kiss on your head - that he’s already looked past what happened. 

“What does your name mean, Y/N?” 

“Dunno. Couldn’t really find it in the books or anything.” 

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You wake up to the left side of the bed empty, the mattress cold and missing a Megumi shaped space. His glass has been drained on the nightstand, meaning he’d probably left already for breakfast. You quickly pad back to your own dorm and pull your uniform on, before joining them all for breakfast. 

You join the three of them at the desk - already loudly arguing about god knows what. You place a hand on Megumi’s shoulder as you slide into the seat next to him, granting you a small smile from him. He places a hand on your thigh and squeezes, another one of Megumi’s silent messages. 

You’re okay. 

Nobara and Yuuji are holding up the name book you had looked at the day prior, Nobara pinching the end of his ear as they argue. 

“This name thing isn’t true. You’re full of shit.” Yuuji complains, pushing the book towards you and Megumi. 

You open up the book, already open to Yuuji’s name at the end of the book. 

“Who the fuck said I thought it was true? It’s just fun to look at.” Nobara responds.

“Well, why did you bring it up? You’re acting like you’re connected with some celestial body shit but you’re just making stuff up.” Yuji responds, standing up. 

The three of them stand up, packing up their things as they get ready to head to training on the field with the second years. You’re still stuck on the book - flipping through to check everyone’s names. Gojo, Shoko, Toge, Maki. 

As you flip through the pages, you note a dark indentation on one of the pages in the middle, and quickly try to flip through to find it again. 

“You coming?” Megumi asks, bag slung over his shoulder at the door. 

“Yeah. I’m coming, give me a second.” 

The three of them shrug as they walk out, their incessant chattering still heard from the window outdoors. You finally find the page and the dark blotches of writing at the bottom. 

Someone’s written in the book, with a black marker. You recognize the handwriting immediately, Megumi’s freakishly neat handwriting inscribed in the book. 

Y/N. Meaning: love or warmth. 

You quickly shut the book and run out, where the three of them are already walking to class. Nobara and Yuuji are now peering over her phone, looking at god knows what, which you take as your opportunity to grab Megumi and lightly drag him back. 

“Megs.” 

“Hm?” 

“Did you write in the book?” 

He rolls his eyes, lightly nudging you with his elbows, as you guys keep walking on. 

“No. I didn’t.” 

“Yes. You did. I know your handwriting, idiot.” 

“No. I didn’t. And even if I did, so what? The book was missing your name.” he responds, pinching his eyebrows as he looks at you.

“Okay. So you did write in it. But you can’t just give my name a meaning, we don’t even know if that’s true.” 

“All words have made up meanings. If someone came up to us and told us that trees are actually called birds, we’d start calling them birds.” 

“Okay but-” 

“I decided. That’s what your name means. Because that’s what you are. Now, be quiet and focus on training.” he responds.

He drops your hand and walks past, stretching in between Nobara and Maki as the group of them start stretching out. He looks over and gives you a soft smile, the one he only reserves for you, and you can only think that you truly are blessed, to be loved by someone like him.

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[in1-nutshell]

I would like to request Fearless getting a trip to earth, finally being able to meet up with their crush.  Only for the lost light to be completely obvious in their spying.  The two of them are out at a cafe, the same sports car has driven by several times, two ‘grandmas’ are at another nearby table, who happen to have exactly the same wigs and comically cartoon looking nightdresses because that's what grandmothers wear right?  Someone is watching the two of them from over a newspaper.  That baby has a fake mustache.  There's a pair of binoculars popping out of a bush.  The crush is completely oblivious to this while Fearless is feeling fear for the first time.  And finally, Whirl appears in his holoform.  “Fearless, is this a friend of yours?”  “He’s my… sister.”  Who knows where Megs is or how hes actually handling this.

Now some Fearless fluff to balance yesterday's angst.

Hope you enjoy!

Fearless meeting their crush in person

SFW, Platonic, Hinted romance, Familial, Human reader

MTMTE

Fearless’s superiors had called in and had scheduled them to come to Earth for a couple of days.

They were lucky that the Lost Light managed to travel close to Earth on time.

There was a good number of bots excitedly talking about sight seeing and talking about old stories about their time stationed on Earth.

Fearless was just happy to be on Earth for a bit.

It certainly would be a good change of scenery.

Upon landing in the base, Fearless was already walking down the platform with an away bag.

Rodimus looking at the bag. Rodimus: “What’s with the bag?” Fearless: “I’m staying at a friends place for the time being.” Several bots look at Fearless in surprise. Tailgate: “Does that mean you won’t be coming back to the ship?” Fearless: “It’s not like I’m never getting back on the ship Tailgate. My friend just offered to let me stay for the few days we’re going to be here, nothing more.” Chromedome: “Who’s your friend?” Fearless: “Just a friend.” Rewind: “That still didn’t answer the question.” Megatron: “But you will be on base at the end of the day?” Fearless: “Megs my friend has nothing to do with my job.” Megatron: “You still didn’t answer the question.” Fearless: “I’m not staying on base Megatron. I’ll still be coming back for work, but—” BEEP! BEEP! A smile appears on Fearless’s face as they race to the sound. Fearless: “Bye guys! Be good! And tell Whirl to stay away from the electrical lines!”

The bots just watched their little human run to the direction of the car honk.

Out of pure curiosity, some tried to go see who was picking them up.

Put the hangar door had closed before they had the chance to see.

The next few days ended up in a pattern of sorts.

Fearless would come in for the morning, stay for the meetings, make sure the bots were doing okay before spending the rest of the day out.

Many bots tried justifying their behavior.

They had been gone from Earth for a while and just wanted to get in as much of their planet before they had to leave it.

It seemed to do well with most of the bots…

And then there were the outliers of that group.

Fearless was in a coffee shop waiting for their crush to return with the orders. They looked around and for a split second thought they saw a familiar-looking orange vest. Brushing it off as soon as their crush sat down in front of them. ‘Crush’: “Here you go.” The crush gives them their cup. Their fingers brush. Their crush looks behind them a bit confused. Fearless: “What it is?” ‘Crush’: “There’s this lady doing some Victorian era cosplay near the napkins. Fearless stops mid sip. ‘Crush’: “And she also has a little kid with a fake mustache.” The crush laughs a bit. ‘Crush’: “I should go ask what convention they are heading to.” Fearless quickly grabs his hand before he starts to get up. They quickly scan the room. Sure enough, the lady in purple and the baby with the fake mustache where by the napkins. A table away was another familiar pair. Two blonde men with grandma hats. One of them with a large camera and the other had a familiar looking tie. Fearless grabs their crush’s hand and their drink and starts heading out the door. ‘Crush’: “Hey you, okay?” Fearless suddenly makes eye contact with a woman with purple top and Autobot insignia on her belt. Fearless slightly sweating: “Peachy. Let’s just go!”

Fearless was now hyperaware of their friends holoforms around.

And actively following them!

They swore they even saw Magnus’s holoform in an alley.

They were not ready to have their crush meet them yet!

What if they ran away?

What if—wait they weren’t even dating yet! Why were they so worried?

Fearless knew exactly why.

It was hard enough to find someone outside work to hang out with.

Much less someone who made them feel good.

They were not going to risk it, at least not yet anyways.

Thankfully their crush didn’t seem to be bothered about suddenly moving from place to place without a clear direction.

Eventually Fearless managed to lose the group near a park.

They sighed in relief before noticing that they were still holding their crush’s hand.

Fearless quickly let go spouting out apologies, but quickly stopped when he grabbed their hand and carefully laced his fingers in their hand.

He gave them a sheepish smile and quietly stated he liked their hand in his.

Fearless swore they melted a bit inside.

Fearless’s crush pointed to a swing set. ‘Crush’: “You want me to push you?” Fearless smirking playfully. Fearless: “As long as I return the favor.” Their crush gently pushes their shoulder. The pair reaches the swings when they notice a girl sitting on them. A girl with teal hair… in pigtails… and was that an eye patch? Fearless starts sweating more when the ‘girl’ turned to their direction… and started walking to them! Whirl: “Hey Fearless, missed you today at the meeting.” ‘Crush’: “Uh, you know her?” Fearless: “I… babysat her a couple times. A chaotic little fiend, aren’t you?” Whirl just puffs her chest a bit. Whirl: “Only doing my best.” Fearless: “Hey do you mind waiting a second? I need to remind this young lady that her new babysitters are looking for her now.” Whirl: “No they—OW! Fearless!” Fearless grabbed Whirl by the ear and walked a few feet away before whispering harshly. Fearless: “Whirl?! Are you kidding me?! What are you and nearly half the ship doing here?! I think I saw Magnus in an alley way!” Whirl: “Sightseeing… Magnus took a wrong turn.” Fearless: “You gave him those direction, didn’t you?” Whirl: “Maybe…” Fearless: “Back on topic, why, oh so conveniently, are you all ‘sightseeing’ in places specifically I go to? I don’t think that a coincidence.” Whirl: “You’re a smart Fleshy you figure it out.” Fearless: “Primus, Megs is going to have a field day when he hears about this.” Whirl just gives them a cheeky look. Fearless pauses and looks at Whirl mischievous smile more closely. Fearless: “Whirl… where’s Megs?” Whirl: “As much as I’d love to tell all about our plan—” Fearless: “Whirl…” Whirl: “I might be worried about your little boyfriend over there.” Fearless: “He is not my—wait what?”

Whirl just points behind them.

Fearless feels all the blood from their face drain.

Their crush was talking to MEGATRON!

Fearless never sprinted so fast in their entire life.

They were red in the face, they didn’t know if it was from anger, embarrassment or from being flustered.

When they got back to the ship, they were going to be EVERYONE’S problem.

Their crush waves at them. ‘Crush’: “I didn’t know your dad was cool.” Fearless: “I’m so sor—did you say cool?” ‘Crush’: “Yeah, we were talking about human poetry and what writing styles we liked.” Fearless gives Megatron a look. Fearless: “Was that all… Dad?” Megatron: “Besides an introduction to your male companion.” Fearless looks at their crush who just smiles and nods in agreement. They look down at their phone and notice the time. Fearless: “Well, we got to go now. Gotta get dad his pills on time.” Megatron: “I don’t—” Fearless giving him a side glare. Megatron sighs and begins to walk away. Fearless: “…Was that really all you talked about? There was no threatening or anything?” ‘Crush’: “Nope, nothing weird.” Fearless looks down a bit. Fearless: “Sorry that our last day was all…this.” Their crush gently takes their hands in his. Fearless is fighting a blush best they can. ‘Crush’: “We can’t plan everything right? I’m just glad I got to spend it with you.” They get pulled into a tight hug. It lasts a minute before they both let go. ‘Crush’: “Give space a taste of Earth Fearless!” Fearless waves back and starts jogging to catch up with Megatron. They don’t see their crush’s image sigh, flicker and disappear.

Fearless on the inside with their crush.

[mychlapci]

HIII Orion Pax nun anon. I was steaming I mean. stewing on that throughout celibacy week. but I wasn't sure how long of asks you can send. CLARIFYING on. my happy ending no scandal YIPPEE idea as it's. A little bit more. Fetishy than implied. So what if Orion was checked for virginity after each session (in a non-invasive way, like an external scanner, to cause the innocent little nuns the least discomfort, as well as the least curiosity about their arrays). So when the inspector sees that endlessly devout Orion has lost his seal somehow, they have to actually open him up to confirm, as well as to take samples to have evidence of who has done this (obviously they suspect Megatronus, since he was the only one SUPPOSED to be in the room, but on the off chance someone cornered the poor thing in his private booth, they have to check). But there's no evidence any other mech has been there. Nobody has EVER heard of a mech taking their own virginity before (possibly they are coded to not insert anything while the seal is in place), SO. This has GOT to be the will of Primus. And the only reason Primus would unseal one of His holy virgin brides, is if He wants His bride to carry. And since Primus unsealed his bride during the ritual with Megatronus.. I'm torn between Megs knowing damn well Primus had nothing to do with it, and just going along, or Orion confessing it to him While they're making sparkling(s), because Orion can't stand his gladiator looking so guilty and nervous when he should be OBLITERATING HIS. I mean. Bringing new life to Cybertron. Idk if there should be actual Plot plot but it would be Pretty Cool if Megatronus still went on to lead the decepticons, but this time with his beautiful and Primus gifted baby mama, attracting the faithful to the cause and legitimizing them in the eyes of the senate. ..and maybe Orion is so used to providing for a whole church, that JUST having his husband suckle isn't enough while he's carrying. So he pumps his titties and (with permission) nurtures the new recruits with nutritious milk. Decepticon Army except the soldiers, and later generals, call Orion Mother Superior and miss being young and scrawny enough to get milk outside of special occasions. ALSO maybe starscream is a little pervert who purposely pisses megatronus off to get beaten the fuck up, but y'know he's SO important to the cause that he needs to get better ASAP, and what better way than sparkling grade energon? Also he's allergic to every material in breast pumps, totally definitely don't worry about checking his medical records. Just let him latch on, he's already SOOO skinny he can't stand to lose more weight. Orion knows what he's doing, but also he IS SO SKINNY.. and attention seeking behavior is usually indicative of deeper problems, so maybe with enough nurturing and care, Starscream will be the best mech he can be. (megatronus voice) STOP SUCKING MY WIFES TITS IN MY BERTH YOU LITTLE HARLOT. ORION GET OVER HERE (Orion voice) no the patient needs mommy milkies to live

AJShgjhdjh the patient needs mommy milkies to live.... Starscream just keeps trying to sneak off into Megatron's and Orion's berth to get a bit of that sweet, sweet milk. I mean, they have Cybertron's mother aboard, you can't expect him to not take advantage of the fact.

Megatron hates how lack-luster and gentle Orion is with his soldiers at times, but it's for the greater good - the decepticons in this one are extremely loyal and organized, because they cannot risk upsetting mother superior...

[lemonmaid]

"I'm not okay"

Warnings: car accidents, miscarriages, Omegaverse, Suguru is referred as a Mama, Suguru has trauma in every universe. Suguru is struggling. Male pregnancy, pregnancy

Suguru loved his family and his friends, hell he even hosted weekly get-togethers with his friends. He would cook, clean, make his pups look presentable, and put a smile on his face.

He was the perfect omega.

Well, almost. 

If he was to have a pup, it would be A. A miracle. B. It was very high risk for both him and the pup. 

Not that Suguru didn't already love his adopted pups.

He just wishes he could have a pup.

A newborn. 

Suguru pushed the negative thoughts that plagued his mind, pushing them deep down.

“Mama, look”. Mimiko pointed to the youngest pup Megumi who was struggling to put on his button-up. 

Suguru smiled softly, “I'll be there to help you in a minute megs”

The five-year-old huffed, “Why do we gotta dress up if this is our house”.

Suguru continued braiding Mimiko's hair, “Because it's polite Megs”.

“What's for dinner”.

“It's what you are going to eat”.

The pup whined, “Mammaaa-”.

Satoru walked into the bathroom, “Tsumiki is dressed and Nanako finished her bath”.

“Thank you, Satoru”.

Satoru looked down at Megumi who was struggling, “Do you need help buddy?”.

Megumi huffed, “I don't want your help”.

Satoru clicked his tongue, “Mama won't be here to help you with everything you know”.

“Mama is leaving?” Mimiko cried.

Suguru glared at his mate, giving him a look and saying ‘Fix this’.

“No no no no baby, Mama isn't leaving-”.

Soon Megumi's lip started to wobble.

Suguru sighed, “You two, what Papa meant as an expression. Remember what we said about expressions? Is like saying something you don't mean. Mama Isn't leaving anytime soon”.

Suguru glanced at the clock, while he stirred dinner.

‘if they are coming in 30 minutes, I should have time to get ready’ 

Satoru decided to inform Suguru last minute that this was a business meeting and not a friend get-together like usual.

<an hour ago>

“Suguru please don't kill me”

Suguru stared at the white hair alpha in disbelief, “Are you fucking kidding me Gojo”.

“Listen, I know we usually already have Nanami and his mate Haibara, and technically they are already my coworkers. So adding my boss can't change anything-”

“Saturo fucking Gojo, did you invite your boss to a get-together or a dinner”.

“um… what's the difference?”.

Suguru felt his eyebrow twitch, “Haven't you been trying to get a promotion?”

“Yeah but-”

“Fucking dumbass that's how you, ugh, let me get the kids ready”

<now>

Suguru sighed and pinched his nose. 

“Satoru, can you please watch the stove? I need to get myself ready”

“Yeah of course”.

Suguru looked at himself in the mirror, his hair was a mess, and his sweatshirt was covered in stains from god knows where. Haven't been able to take care of himself since he decided to be a stay-at-home parent.

Not a moment of being alone, it's never quiet, always doing something.

Why did he still feel empty?

Suguru shook his head, undressed himself, and got into the shower. Suguru looked down at his stomach, the scarring, the disfigurement of his skin, every time he looked at himself he wanted to puke, he didn't understand why Satoru still loved him, even if he was defective and-

“Jesus babe, you're stinking up the place”.

Suguru jumped at Satoru's voice, quick to cover himself with the shower curtain.

“Are you okay, babe?”.

Suguru nodded, “I'll just wear a suppressant patch”.

Satoru nodded, “Did you take your meds?”.

Suguru's eye twitched, “Jesus Christ, I am fine”

“I'm just worried-”. 

“Drop it Satoru”.

“Babe-”.

“Satoru.”.

Satoru was quiet, “I just wanted to tell you the kids are ready”.

“thanks”.

“I love you”.

“I know”.

“I hate it when you're like this”.

Suguru sighed and leaned his head against the tile, letting the cold water fall harshly, “I'll be out soon”.

Suguru made his way down the stairs. He was wearing a blue button- up with his shirt tucked in, his hair up in a bun. Exposing his mating mark, a respect thing really, since this would be his first time meeting Satoru's boss.

Megumi crashed into Suguru’s legs, “What's wrong megs?”

“Papa is being mean”.

“I am not! The little brat tried taking off his shirt”.

Suguru sighed, picking up the five-year-old and walking toward the dining room, seeing Tsumiki set up the table.

“Thank you Tsumiki”.

The oldest pup nodded happily, “I even did the kids table!”.

“Wonderful job, sweetie, why don't you get your sisters”.

Tsumiki nodded, finishing up the table and skipping towards the backyard door.

Megumi kept fidgeting in Suguru’s neck, “is everything okay megs?”.

“you smell weird”.

“Mama just took some medicine”.

Megumi kept rubbing Suguru’s scent glands, irritating them to get something out of them. “Megs that hurts Mama, please stop”.

The younger pup growled before being put down at the kids table.

“Satoru is the dinner fine? I'm sure they'll be here any minute-”.

The door buzzed, Nanami's voice echoing throughout the house. Suguru sighed, straighting up his shirt.

Suguru opened the door with a smile, “Nanami and Haibara, welcome”. Nanami gave Suguru a bouquet of flowers and an expensive wine.

The two smiled as they walked in, a little girl in Haibara's arms waved at Suguru,

“Welcome back, Nobara. Megumi is in the dining room”.

Nobara nodded before wiggling her body out of her father's arms and jumping onto the floor and rushing to the backyard instead to hang out with the other girls.

Satoru joined Suguru's side, “Nanami! Welcome back! Its been so long-”

Nanami sighed, “Gojo, it has only been four hours since we left the office”.

A tiny knock interrupted the four.

Suguru walked towards the door, opening gently.

A little boy, with pinkish hair grinned up towards the older omega, struggling to hold a comically overly large fruit basket.

“Big brother! I did it! They opened the door!” he huffed.

A tall intimidating alpha walked up the steps towards the door, almost an exact copy of the pup in front of Suguru.

“Did you give them the thank you gift”.

“Oops!”. The little boy raised the basket over his head, trying to reach Suguru’s hands before bowing his head, “Thank you for having us!!”.

Suguru laughed softly, “thank you so much young man, what's your name?”.

“Yuji Ryomen!!”.

“Well thank you for the lovely fruit basket Ryo-”.

Satoru spawned next to Suguru, staring down the alpha in front of him.

“Sukuna”.

“Gojo”.

Suguru pushed Satoru away, “Come inside Ryomen”.

Sukuna chuckled, “don't call me that, that was the old man's title, Sukuna is fine”.

Suguru smiled, “Welcome Sukuna”.

All the adults sat at the table awkwardly, meanwhile all the noise came from the kids table, shrieks and squeals and pleading glaces from Tsumiki begging to let her sit at the adult table just this once.

“So, Sukuna. Are you Satoru's boss?”.

Sukuna laughed, “I wish, then I would keep him away from me. No no, I'm just Gojo's and Kentos’s project director for this quarter”.

Haibara smiled, “Yeah, Nanami was telling me about the new project! The new product sounds like a great idea! I'm hoping my team in the graphic design department could be in charge of the logo! But Mei Mei from accounting said it's a small chance considering the cost of labor”.

Suguru smiled, reminiscing his days in the office, slowly climbing the corporate ladder before the-.

“So Satoru, I'm glad that there are more of you. I was worried that I was going to see kids with white hair everywhere in this house”.

Suguru felt a pang in his chest, making a small glance towards Satoru.

“Oh, yeah. Definitely not, I don't think Suguru would be able to handle another me, let alone another baby”. Satoru took a sip from his wine, “Wow this is great stuff Nanami, where did you get this again?”

“Well. Me and Haibara-”

Suguru felt his chest ache, his mind clouded. He tried to remember breathing exercises his therapist taught him.

All he could think about is the accident, the hospital, the miscarriages, the doctor offices-

“Mama!!! Megumi is being gross!”.

Suguru smiled, “excuse me-”.

Suguru picked up the boy and took him to the bathroom. “Megs how do you always stain your good shirts?”.

Megumi shrugged, “Mama you smell sad”.

Suguru did not make eye contact with the boy, instead focusing hard on the stain, “Mama is a little bit sad”.

“I'm sorry mama”.

“No you didn't do anything wrong baby”.

“I wanna sleep”.

Suguru raised an eyebrow, looking at the boy and looking at the clock. “are you sure? It's only 7 on a Friday baby”.

Megumi wrapped his small arms around Suguru’s neck. “I wanna sleep with you mama”.

Suguru felt tears in his eyes, “Okay baby”.

Suguru got Megumi tuck in the nursery shared nest, before he laid down shooting a text to Satoru letting him know that he was putting the pup to sleep.

“mama?”

“yes baby?”

“ I love you”

“I love you too sweetie”.

The two doze off in the comfort of the scents of their shared family nest.

Satoru just finished getting the other pups to bed, glancing at the clock seeing it was 10 pm, sighing as he collected the dishes and bringing them into the kitchen.

“Satoru?”.

Satoru jumped at Suguru’s voice, “Jesus mega, don't scare me like that”.

“How was the rest of dinner?”.

“it was good, there was an emergency at the office so Sukuna and Nanami had to leave early. Haibara took Nobara home and I offered to take Yuji for the night. He's in the guest room”.

Suguru nodded, “Satoru, did you really mean what you said at dinner? You didn't want to have a baby with me?”.

Satoru stopped what he was doing. Looking at Suguru wide eye , “Listen that's not what I meant".

Suguru crossed his arms, "Okay, so what did you mean by that?"

Satoru was quiet. It was a very awkward pause.

"No, because please explain, 'No I don't think I could ever have a baby with Suguru' because out of context it's very hurtful".

Satoru pushed his hair back, "I didn't mean it like that, I meant it in a way as if we already have four kids and that's not what I said fully, I said it as like-”.

Suguru fought back his tears, "You know I'm more willing to have a baby, you know how I feel about wanting a baby. I don't like it when you just decide things for me".

"..mega..".

Suguru let out a soft gasp and silent tears, emotions that came out in a huge wave giving Suguru the ability to finally release his emotions.

Satoru hugged Suguru waist, being careful to touch his stomach.

“I want a baby Satoru”.

“I know”.

“Why did it have to happen to me?”.

“I don't know”.

“It's not fair”.

“I know”.

<eight years ago>

Suguru just finished his 10 hour shift at the office, sighing, glancing at his watch.

11: 46 pm.

‘The trains just stopped a few hours ago, it would be a 20 minute walk… I could call Satoru to pick me up, but he's probably asleep’. Suguru didn't want to bother his mate, especially when they were on different sleep schedules at the moment.

Not to mention the wedding planning and their private mating ceremony afterward. So their stress levels are both high at the moment.

Suguru decided to bite the bullet and walk home.

Fifteen minutes in he got a call from Satoru.

“Mega, where are you?”.

“I'm almost home, just decided to go sight seeing”.

“Idiot, I could've come grabbed you”.

“It's fine Satoru”.

A loud honking broke Suguru away from his conversation, beaming headlights blinded Suguru.

“Suguru?” 

It was so fast.

Suguru couldn't breathe. He was trapped between a car and a wall. He couldn't hear due to the driver's head being stuck on the horn of the car.

He couldn't feel below his legs, his waist completely crushed.

He couldn't breathe or speak, only gasped.

Suguru woke up in the hospital, unable to move, feeling metal rods keeping his body still.

He remembers the doctor, how the doctor praised that it was miracle if he could walk. But his uterus was completely damaged, along with his pelvis.

He never felt more pathetic.

<six years ago>

Suguru thought it was a miracle.

Staring at the positive pregnancy test.

He felt hot tears stream down his face, he finally thought that maybe he wasn't so down on his luck. 

Maybe he was a worthy omega.

Maybe he wasn't a defect.

But God decided to play a cruel joke.

A miscarriage before he could be eight weeks.

That's when he dropped. That was a final straw that was the one that made him drop into an omega depression.

<now>

Now, Suguru felt pathetic because his own alpha didn't believe in him.

Or according to his own feelings.

Suguru collapsed onto the floor, letting out his emotions that had been bottling up for the past few weeks. Satoru was quick to join him onto the floor, cradling the omega.

“Sh sh sh sh, baby, it's okay let it out”.

“It's not okay-”

Satoru rubbed Suguru's hair, “yes it is”.

Satoru felt helpless, he felt like he has done everything he could to do help Suguru "Suguru... baby.... mega.... i need you to start focusing on the good. Like what your therapists said. Think about it. You have four wonderful pups, we adopted three years ago, who all adore you.... we don't need our own to make us happy".

Suguru cried, "I just feel... empty....".

Satoru, rocked Suguru, "shhh I know, i know".

"I want to stop feeling like this Satoru".

A/N

I hope yall enjoyed 2k words, I hope that makes up for my absence! Also, I almost ended with Suguru getting a lobotomy, but like, I didn't know how to healthy end this, so crying on the floor ending done

[jennyandvastraflint]

Xena Reactions S2Ep6

A BABY

Uhhhhhhm.. Xena? No wait, is that Diana from S1?

Yup.

Urgh not Joxer again... Guy's delusional

"You know, I don't remember it that way"

YES PULL HIS STUPID NOSE

"That's Xena's reputation you're playing with."

Whatttt did she just shove between her boobs... 😂

Well that guy looks sus

"We need to work on our communication" AHDDHDHDHDHDBDBDJDJD JENNY AND VASTRA BE LIKE

"He thinks you're in love with him" 💀

Uhhhhhh... Wtf is going on? Don't throw Gabrielle in the dungeon hellooo!?

Oh yeah that guy is sus

PLEASE HOW MANY LOOKALIKES ARE THERE....

Sjdbdbd runs into the chair

She's hilarious.

"Big-mouthed idiot... Maybe it means something. Maybe I'm gonna kill her."

"If he captures me, he'll shove splinters under my fingernails anyway" Yes, exactly

"My name's Agus"

THAT'S Xena

She's gonna- yup, she punched both of em

"I want your heart" "You're not my type" HEHEHEHE

She's so done with men.

Sdhfhd please did she put glue on it

They really said "Hey Lucy, here's three roles for you"

Oop. Table broke.

HER FACE. Also Joxer.....

"Don't make me hurt you" is shoved to the ground

Oh no this is gonna be uncomfortable

Please no. Stop spreading lies that Xena is STRAIGHT.

"And it's shdffhds"

JOXER DON'T FUCKING ASSAULT THE PRINCESS

"How'd she get out here?" *shrug*

OOP. She already switched

"Pft. Impossible. But you're just her type." Gabrielle knows what's Xena's type

"I'll do the decent thing." "Leave?" sjdhfs

FATHER AND MOTHER TO GABRIELLE, NOOOO 😭 Joxer that level of DELUSION

Rwar rwar 🤮 please stop

"Are YOU SUICIDAL" SHFDH

But Agie is a cuter name

Gabrielle is really pissed.

"You're trying drive me insane" Did she just shove Joxer shfhdd

"If you come across a woman who looks like me and she displays ANY interest in you whatsoever, that's bad."

NOOO THEY CAUGHT GABRIELLE :(

Or is it actually Xena... How many of these outfits do they have

"A cold bottom isn't fatal..." 😂

Oh yeah it's Xena

Which makes me repeat the question. How many identical outfits do they have?

Uh oh. They stole the baby.

AND she beats him up again. He deserves it.

"She'll be a victim of some more circumstance once I get my eyes on her"

OUCH she's nasty to Gabrielle...

This is 👀

"My father died in childbirth" mpreg? 👀 No he got drunk and fell off the roof

Awww... Poor Meg has shit parents

"I should STAB him" sdhfhd

Ahahahaaa, she's getting the baby handed that way.

Joxer........ Ffs

If Xena weren't skilled for five, Joxer would be dead eight times over

Yay, Meg!

Joxer is so fucking annoying...

"I don't care what you've done in your past life, if you do good now, you are good."

NOOO THE BABY

He died :(

Dianaaa!

Thaaat's Meg

Please sdhdhs The same fucking scene three times

Baby is so chill

Gabrielle FITEEE

please the baby shdhd

Pfffft he's still alive, he was just napping

"Yeah you're a softie" That's not a bad thing

Awww, the king wants to talk to Meg

OMFG SHE'S EMPLOYED AS THE COOK!!! Slayyyy

"Learn to read so I can write to you"

SJFJDHDHD NOOO SHE'LL LEAVE THE KITCHEN DOOR OPEN

Please Joxer, just leave.

[tojikai]

it was the way i hoped for toji and then rubbed my hands cackling when my wish came true and then instantly started squealing and kicking my feet for me 🥹😈

i liked seeing gojo’s perspective and while i can see now what the mind process was i still felt like he’s so dense and egotistical. i felt a little bad but it lasted about 2 minutes and then said fuck it we ball not enough to root for him so he can choke 🥰🫶🏽

baby megs putting naohoemi (i know what i said in the first ask about her being nice to yui but i was trying to be positive lmao but i couldn’t do it after reading it a second time) in her place and toji dealing the finishing blow had me smiling like the grinch and me monologuing about giving that man the sloppiest toppiest guack guack 9000 at the house 😤🤣

when n**mi said we can all fix it together i said out loud “i think tf not you trick ass bitch” bc i’m just so tired of her lmao pls exit stage left and stop inserting yourself the martyr complex is irking me

also wanted to mention that toji having money and being a present dad is so heartwarming and i love that despite mamaguro there’s room in his heart for reader (fix you put me through it at the time lmao) and the sims are so cute 🥰 since i’m a woc (black) i already imagined yui to look like the sim except for my skin and hair texture so seeing it had me like kai, your mind ☺️ but also imagining braiding her hair and putting beads in them 🥹😭

me 🤝 kai = same brain

i am highkey rooting for toji bc despite maybe seeing him as ooc may be a thought for others some part of me likes to think that he could have had that in canonverse had things been different which is why the characterization feels right for me. he’s so sweet to reader but also nasty 🤪😂 and the kids get along too so i am heavily invested in that. also when it was mentioned reader wanted three kids she already has yui and if toji is endgame then megumi is added. would she want more kids even if she had one with toji? i also want to see megumi accidentally call reader mom (despite mothergate with “n***mi”) but at the same time have both megs and toji being shocked but liking the new dynamic since reader isn’t taking anyone’s spot or icing out others

now idk if you’re going to do an epilogue for sundered or a different piece set in the au (and honestly i’m just down for the ride either way) but the way you explore the family dynamics and reveal the psychological aspects just tickles my brain so i’d like to see yui’s thoughts and perspective and just her being mommy’s little angel menace to society and delivering the karma to both of them. whether its naomi and satoru and his mom being ripped a third buttcheck bc she’s over it or just her reading them all for filth bc she knows the truth

i think to make it easier for my thoughts on each chapter i will do separate ones with slight commentary that way i don’t spam your ask box lmao (meaning i will redo reviews on each chapter bc i genuinely love talking about the fics with you! you make it fun and also you don’t get annoyed when i’m constantly standing outside your askbox or when i’m cussing out the characters on main lmfao 😂💕

i also think that ill do it for the rest of the series i’ve read from you just bc i know you’re an author im comfortable with talking to and ive been around even before permanent mark despite that being the start of reaching out. i think it’ll be fun for me and maybe to you but honestly maybe its just bc i talk a lot lmao and that we both are down bad astronomically for toji. also off topic bc this was a review and turned into a platonic confession/appreciation post but i saw you are a leo and it made my heart feel full bc my mom is a leo too lmao

- paragraph/theory aka paratheory anon

that statement abt how you feel abt satoru is just the way i feel abt him whenever i write. i just start scolding him like im not the one making him say or do those things, it's funny when i think abt it now LMAO and toji being ooc JDKSLSL that's true😭 but for me, it's bc i headcanon him as being really good w kids and family stuff. his life in jjk's just ...not the right place to show that side of him and it makes me hurt for him so bad bc where is he gonna put that soft side now😭 i enjoy writing him like that, ngl. and yui's pov would be so interesting and cute😭 depending on how it'll end, it'd be fun to see what she thinks and how she acts abt it as she grows !! anwww omg yess im a leo, that made me feel warm, paratheory anon, thanks so much 🥺♥️ your asks are always great reads<33

[kindlystrawberry]

hey ben :) if you're up for it, how about a platonic dylas and margaret for [ forehead ] a gentle kiss on the partner's forehead, conveying care and affection ?

different ways to kiss someone inbox game (accepting!) Hi, sorry this took me so long!! I've had a busy week. That being said, I've been SO EXCITED for this because I absolutely ADORE writing platonic Dylas and Meg, and I don't feel like I do it enough. So here you go, hope you like it!

"I don't need to be babied!" Meg protests, her own voice sounding way too nasally and petulant for her own ears. To be fair to her voice, her nose is currently stuffed with what feels like ten tons of mucus right now, not that that means anything for her overall health thank you very much.

"Uh-huh," is Dylas's response above her. His ear twitches with obvious annoyance, but otherwise he doesn't say anything as he readjusts the way his arms are looped under her knees and back.

"Will you just--" she tries to swat at his chest, but misses because there's suddenly three Dylas Chests swimming in her field of vision and the elf can't manage to hit any of them. They sway as he finishes climbing the stairs of the restaurant, and Meg is suddenly hit with a wave of nausea, making the rest of her sentence come out weakly. "Set me down?"

"Gladly." Dylas pushes open the door to Porcoline's room with his shoulder and sets her on the bed.

It's an awkward shuffle as Dylas tries to pull the sheets out from under her and then settle them across her shoulders, all while Margaret tries to shove him off. It's childish, she knows, and in a few days when she thinks back on this moment with more lucidity and less feverish haze she'll absolutely be mortified at her own behavior.

For now, though, her muscles ache, her skin burns, everything feels absolutely awful, and her head feels like she's swimming through an ocean of Wooly cotton.

She's also feeling absolutely horrified at the idea that she's forcing Dylas, of all people, to take care of her, that she's leaving so many people alone when they need her.

"I need to--" Margaret starts trying to crawl off the bed, but with firm hands Dylas presses her back into the mattress. His serious face comes swimming into view, messy eyebrows pinched with what she knows is a look of both anger and concern.

"Will you just lay down and rest?" His voice comes off harsh, but the worried pinch gets deeper in his brow as he lays a palm across her forehead. "Gods, you're burning up. Let me go get a bag of ice from Porco..."

"Porco needs my help," Meg cries out, though her voice is already getting softer as exhaustion pulls heavily at her eyelids. "Too many customers... he needs... I need to..."

"You need to rest. Come on. You're not gonna be any help if you puke in people's foods." He adds, with a grumble, "Even if that guy at table 4 deserves it..."

Meg lets out a whining noise that she's barely aware she's making, and then is surprised to feel a broad palm stroking her hair.

She just manages to glance up, and sees Dylas making the most awkward expression known to mankind. And elvenkind. And dwarven--

"Just-- will you relax?" He huffs through his nose, the noise sounding quite horse-like. "You're always taking care of us. Shut up and let us take care of you now. Arthur'll be here with Jones in a few minutes with some medicine, alright?"

She opens her mouth to protest again, but is cut off by a slightly wet sensation on her forehead. Dylas is pressing an achingly gentle kiss to her forehead.

For just a second she's six years old again, crying in Daria's lap that she's ruining their parents big dinner party because she got sent upstairs for looking absolutely awful, skin clammy and feverishly hot. Daria's sitting at her bedside, claiming that she needs Meg to lie still so she can paint her; A Study in Rainbow Fever, she claims she'll call it, her ultimate masterpiece. Later on, Meg realizes it was just a ploy to get Meg to lie still enough that her body could fall asleep. At that moment, though, it worked. And just as she was drifting away, she felt her sister pressing a kiss to her forehead, as sweaty and gross as she must have been.

Time swimming around her like thick soup, Meg blinks.

Dylas is pulling back from her now, the blush dusting his cheeks that always shows up whenever he shows any sort of affection to his family. But there's something soft there too, a sense of care laced through that worry, and it's the last thing she sees before Meg finally manages to drift off.

[enbyleighlines]

Leigh plays Tellius prt 20

I'm nearly finished part 1, so it's time for me to look at my Dawn Brigade babies and see how they're progressing. As before, I put an upwards green arrow next to any stat that is above their average at their current level, a downwards red arrow to any stat that is below their average, and a yellow star to any stat that is equal to their average.

Let's go!

Let's start with Micaiah! She's... a fairly average Micaiah. Somehow her speed is lower than average, and she's known for not having great speed in the first place. Oh, well. She still one-shots armored units, and that's all I really need her to do.

Sothe has only gotten two level ups so far, and yet he's already behind on speed and luck. His magic is higher than average, though! I know Sothe falls behind no matter what you do, so I'm not too worried. He's just here to steal stuff and give support bonuses to Micaiah.

I rolled a good Nolan, though! Somehow, he has already capped his magic? Strange. Then again, his cap is really low. Otherwise, he seems to be doing well. I hope this continues in part 3. I'm going to be counting on you, Nolan! Don't let me down.

I had put a lot of hope into Meg turning out good (I even gave her a sword named Hope in hopes that the universe might grant me a good Meg), but unfortunately, I wasn't so lucky. Sorry, Meg. It looks like you're going to be benched.

Yay, Ilyana! Ignore the mountain of random items I gave to her. I am thinking ahead so that she can deliver the goods to the Greil Mercs for me in part 3. That Spirit Dust has Soren's name on it, after all. And Reyson will need that extra movement.

In any case, it's a bit of a shame that Ilyana is doing so well, since I don't really plan on using her much after part 1 is over. By the time she reunites with the Greil Mercs, she'll be just a little too far behind in terms of her level.

Aran is doing pretty well. He's a bit behind in skill, but above average in strength and defense, which is what really matters. Having a high-defense Aran will help me a lot in part 3.

Also, idk if I've said this before, but I'm actually kind of fond of Aran as a character. His personality is literally just the ¯_(ツ)_/¯ shrug emoticon. Hence why I gave him a weapon named "Oh Bother..." I imagine him just muttering that to himself every time he enters into combat with an enemy unit.

Hey, a good Edward! With higher than average defense, to boot. Between him, Nolan, and Aran, maybe I will be able to survive part 3.

Meanwhile, Leonardo is a bit of a mixed bag. He's got good strength, but man is he squishy. This man is the definition of a glass canon. I cannot allow any enemy to attack him, because chances are, they will double him, and he will die immediately.

Jill! I was worried about Jill because she wasn't doing so good at the beginning, but now look at her! I put a lot of effort into feeding her exp (esp on the prison break map) and look how it paid off. She's above or equal to her average in every stat. I still wish that I could have gotten her some transfer bonuses, but overall, she's not doing bad at all.

Last is Laura. Oh, poor Laura. Look at all those red arrows. But whatever. At least she's good for giving Aran those nice support bonuses.

And that's it! That's how my Dawn Brigade is faring. Overall, it's not the worst. I mean, of course it could be better, but as is, I'm not complaining. And I am happy that I've already managed to get Nolan, Jill, Leonardo, and Edward to tier 2.

Next map is the finale of part 1. I am very excited to finally put an end to Jarod.

[heymickyursofine]

THE SHARK PATH.

— CHAPTER 5.

"What you people discovered is an even bigger goldmine than we ever thought possible."

This meeting was running way longer than it should have. It felt like Morris was going on, and on, and on, and could not shut his mouth.

Anastasia was leaned forward to the table, her head resting in her palm, feeling as bored as ever. "We are completely unprepared to deal with creatures like a Megalodon." Suyin tried to reason with him.

"I understand, and we can get prepared. I'm talking about a long-term plan."

Everyone minus Ana and Mac started talking over one another, their overlapping argument reminded her of the scene in SpongeBob SquarePants where the anchovies rush into the Krusty Krab.

She ran both of her hands through her hair and felt the table beneath her elbows shake. She recoiled and looked around the table to see if anyone else noticed, Mac did, and he held his hand up to try and silence the rest.

"Did you guys feel that?"

"What's that?"

The rumbling continued and it shut everyone up.

"My daughter." Suyin sprang out of her seat, and Anastasia and Mac followed behind her. They ran into the elevator and Suyin pressed the button, Jonas was already on the level when the doors opened.

"Jonas!" Mac yelled.

"Did you see Meiying?"

"Do you know where Meiying is?"

"We can't find Meiying."

Suyin, Anastasia, and Mac all spoke over one another. They heard screaming, definitely Meiying, and started to run.

"Meiying? Meiying?"

Mac and Anastasia ran one way while Jonas and Suyin ran the other. Jonas and Suyin got to Meiying first, Mac and Ana seconds later.

When she saw Suyin crouched in front of Meiying she immediately went over to the two, crouching down on the other side of Meiying.

"Are you hurt?" She asked, placing her hand on Meiying's back, she shook her head, clearly out of breath. Ana looked up at the glass noticing a bunch of teeth marks in the glass, she was surprised the Meg didn't shatter the glass completely.

The loud smack of a baby Whale made Ana jump and clasp her hand on Suyin's shoulder, who turned Meiying's head away.

The Whale let out a call, "It's okay. It's just a Whale."

"Wait. Where's Lucy? Where's the mom."

Oh no.

Ana put two and two together, Gracie never came up to the station without her mom, and how she was bumping her nose against the glass, could only mean one thing.

The Megalodon quickly came out of nowhere and bit into Gracie, making Ana gasp as the Whale whimpered. She turned her head the other way, not wanting to watch a young Whale get eaten, but it wasn't any use as she could still hear the Meg thrashing around in the water.

-

"All right, team. Initiate emergency protocols. And nobody is to go near the water."

Since the Megalodon was now past the thermocline it was time to spring into action.

"Turn off all the underwater lighting. Restrict the crew to essential areas." Mac patted Jonas on the back as he went to go do exactly what Jonas said.

"You guys, take a look at this." Jaxx had the thermal imaging clip up on the screens.

"When the glider came up, the thermocline was intact, so it was one degree Celsius right?"

"Yeah,"

"But a minute later, when the Evolution came up, the temperature increased by 25 degrees. A Shark could come right through there. 20 Sharks for that matter."

"When the Meg hit the Origin, it slammed into a thermal vent." Anastasia looked next to her, watching Jonas walk down to the main floor.

"Those can release millions of gallons per minute. The heat from that vent cleared the path through the freezing cold layer." Doctor Zhang added on.

"Are you saying we opened up a superhighway for giant Sharks?" Morris asked, sounding frustrated.

"Not exactly. It-it seems like it was a transitory event. The temperatures are returned to normal, and the gap is closed."

"Yeah. But not before a massive prehistoric killing machine decided to come up and say 'Hi.'"

"Hey, look, we're wasting our time. That thing's out there. We need to find it and kill it."

Suyin turned back to look at Jonas. "No. We can't. We should explore non-lethal options first."

"For the Meg or for us?"

An alarm blaring turned the attention away from Jonas and Suyin. "I've got an emergency locator beacon," Raymond, a dive control technician announced, everyone rushed over to him. "20 miles south, southwest."

"What does that mean?"

"It means a boat has gone down." Doctor Zhang told Morris.

Two more boats ping on the table.

"Three boats." DJ corrected Doctor Zhang.

"That's the Meg. We need to get there, now."

-

The team took Charlotte, the boat, out onto the water to the coordinates. Jaxx and Ana were on spotting duty, the two looked around the open ocean for the boats.

"Look, right there," Ana pointed out.

"Mac! We found something!" Jaxx yelled.

The boat came to a slow as it passed through wreckage, debris was everywhere. The team was looking over the side of the boat, the boat that went down looked like it exploded. The sight of tiny Sharks with their fins cut off made Anastasia disgusted.

Maybe it wasn't so bad the Meg attacked that boat.

Doctor Heller rolled one of the Sharks over with a rod that had a hook on it. "These Sharks have no fins."

"They were killed by Shark poachers. They cut off the fins and throw the Shark back to die. All for a bowl of soup." Doctor Zhang informed DJ.

"Looks like the Meg evened the score." Doctor Heller pulled an arm up.

"One fish did all this?"

"Ask it yourself." A large Dorsal fin came above the surface.

"Okay," Doctor Zhang let out a sigh. "We have a Shark cage and spearguns on board," He told Jonas. "If we can shoot the Meg in a soft spot like its mouth or gills, we can inject it with something lethal."

"Whoa! Whoa, whoa. It's gonna take at least 20 minutes to rig the cage. And that thing will be gone in two." Mac shut the idea down.

"Why don't you just put a tracker on it?" Morris spoke up, and for once something smart came out of his mouth. "Don't you guys ever watch Shark Week? You have one of those, like, GPS... tracker... tag.. thingamajigs. Keep an eye on the Shark 'till the cage is ready."

"We should be able to put a tracking dart in that Dorsal fin." The Wall agreed.

"You're welcome."

And he had to ruin it.

"Yeah, but somehow we have to get this boat next to that Meg."

"No, we can't. It's already proven aggressive towards boats."

"The safest way to approach is without a vehicle."

Mac, Doctor Zhang, and Suyin tried to come up with a plan.

"Hold up. Hold up."

"You want someone to swim out there?"

"To a prehistoric Shark that ate our friend?"

"Suyin, this might be the worst idea you've ever come up with. No offense."

DJ, Jonas, and Anastasia did not agree with that idea.

"Actually, one of us alone in the water is no threat."

"Okay, who the hell is gonna make that swim?" The Wall asked the important question.

"Let's draw straws."

"I can't swim." Morris stood up. Everyone looked at him, knowing he was the worst person to do it, and wasn't even a contender. "Uh... sorry, my body made me say that."

"I don't think anyone thought you were going anyway, pal." "Yeah," He agreed with Anastasia's words.

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[hepbaestus]

Thoughts on Knives Out (2019)

I watched the second one first without even knowing that there was a first film. So here's my thoughts on Knives Out (2019).

All I know is that Chris Evans is in this film.

Oooo creepily fancy ancient manor

Those masks are creepy

That door is cool, it's like half a coffin door

Oh no, he's dead!

Oooo the new generation these days, always stuck on their technology.

CHRIS EVANS!! (Of course his name is Ransom)

Good ol' Benoit Blanc

I love that Donna is so easily scared

Jesus Christ, Jacob, at 16 is already into politics??

Meg is so pwetty.

I still don't like the accent

Why the fuck is there just a Hamilton reference in this film?

I mean you already are shit talking about your baby brother.

Isn't this the film where Chris' character goes on a long speech about how he killed Fran?

It looks like it is.

Is he cheating?

Oh he is.

Those eyes are creepy (the ones behind Harlan)

This is where all the lies get told.

I forget how much American tuition costs for university

The guy practically lives in a Clue board, well you see.

Jesus those stairs are creaky

That wall of knives is on the sleeve of this films dvd and they point to a certain character (I don't know which one though)

Poor Martha

"Don't be seen." Gets seen by Harlan's mother

All those letters have the same emblem in the top left corner of the page.

I recognise that woman (Fran) who's talking about her cousin, I don't know where from. (She's in Violent Night, that's where I recognise her from)

I also recognise Donna (she was in the big bang theory and in Wednesday)

None of them can get where Martha's family is from (they've said Ecuador, Uruguay, Brazilian, etc.)

Sitting in the dark, ominously, as you do.

"So, how about it, Watson?" There's always a Sherlock reference somewhere in a murder mystery.

Oh shit.

Oooo blood on the converse.

It is this film!!

His first name's Hugh?

CSI KFC? So funny.

The lotus biscuits!! They are some good and cheap biscuits.

Of course, family discourse at a will reading.

Also who names their kid Hugh Ransom Thrombey

I love Ransom's character. I know he's not morally right (none of them are to be fair)

"Matter of fact, eat shit." God I love this character.

I like how they're all separated in their seats by family and how Ransom's at the far back away from everyone else.

I really like Ransom's scarf, cool patterns.

This will is going to cause a lot of uproar, I can feel it

This will reader is not professional at all

They all go to Martha Cabrera?!

I love Ransom's reaction.

Melinda accusing Martha of having sexual relations with Harlan but using the word 'boinking' is so funny to me

The way the camera is picked up and shows Martha's anxiety is really cool.

Goddamn Ransom shouldn't be as funny as he is.

I like the beemer. It's a nice car.

It's the iconic knitted jumper!!

This man's is good.

Detective Blank? Can't even get his name right, jesus.

Meg is finally seeing the bullshit of her mum.

Nevermind. Jesus Christ Meg.

Jesus Christ, Walter is just another rich asshole

Oh shit, Norfolk county medical centre got set on fire.

Rip Fran.

That's a big lake.

Overall score: 9.5/10

Whoever thought of the plot of this film and Glass Onion is a fucking genius.

Oh Fran's alive?? Cool.

ITS THE FUCKING SPEECH!!!! HELL YEAH!!

Oh Fran's dead, shit.

That's genius. Omg.

Also quite disgusting.

What.

Ohhhh it was a fake knife.

That is one clever letter!

It's really nice that she was the one given everything, the only person involved that was humane and not selfish.

The mug!

Such a subtle message to the family.

[televinita]

Library Triage!

Since my library tour resulted in an absurd number of new checkouts, some planned and some not, what if we talked about them, since I can't seem to figure out what to actually settle down with and read next.

(includes books I had out prior to this week)

1. Emily Wilde's Encyclopedia of Faeries: LOOK LOOK IT'S FINALLY HERE! I should definitely read this one first! ...I don't wanna.

2. Hemlock Island - Kelley Armstrong: a thriller that comes highly recommended by a friend with similar tastes, and looks great! I can't seem to settle into it yet.

3. A Barn in New England: Making a Home on Three Acres - Joseph Monninger: a 2001 memoir from an author I've read a whole bunch of books from over the years. Not sure if I want to read it right now but checked it out just in case.

4. The Big House: A Century in the Life of an American Summer Home - George Howe Colt: a 2003 memoir I tripped over while collecting the above, and which looks incredible, just the kind of story I want to know about always. "This poignant tribute to the eleven-bedroom jumble of gables, bays, and dormers that watched over weddings, divorces, deaths, anniversaries, birthdays, breakdowns, and love affairs for five generations interweaves Colt’s final visit with memories of a lifetime of summers." (I already had to check and make sure that didn't mean the house was getting torn down, but no, only sold.) It is, however, deceptively small in size while having small print and relatively narrow line spacing.

5. Snow Foal - Susanna Bailey: this darling-looking middle grade horse girl novel is actually what I want to read next, I think. But I still have to go pick it up.

6-7. Welcome to the Dark House - Laurie Faria Stolz: just a standard YA horror I've had on my TBR for a while and finally decided to collect while making a set of requests for the county-next-door library. I also got its sequel, on the assumption I'll like it.

8. Love Interest - Clare Gilmore: FINISH THIS BOOK ALREADY, TELEVINITA!! I've been stalled out on page 125 for 2 weeks because something about the MC and writing style just mildly nettles me and I feel like it's gonna be 3 stars, but also I just keep getting sucked into these same few pages over and over because A+ FAVORITE TROPE OF THEM FALLING ASLEEP TOGETHER (FULLY CLOTHED, TECHNICALLY PLATONICALLY DESPITE KINDA FLIRTING) AND SPENDING THE WHOLE NIGHT CUDDLING.

9. The Seat Filler - Sariah Wilson: this book was supposed to be my respite from the above, but damn, that stupid Driver detail really did derail me. >:(

10. Bright Lights, Big Christmas - Mary Kay Andrews: I was really excited to read this for Christmas because of how much I liked The Santa Suit, but I got on the request list too late, so while I give myself a 3-week grace period or so to still enjoy Christmas books, this one's longer than TSS and at this point I feel like I'll enjoy it more next season. Stubbornly keeping it 'til my hold runs out, though.

11. Jonathan Unleashed - Meg Rosoff: probably not going to read it this round, I just thought I might as well pick it up while I was there, since it's not owned by my two closest branches. Options, baby!

12. The Beginner's Guide to Living - Lia Hills: similar to #6, longterm TBR resident only held by the county next door. And by longterm, I mean I added it in April because the "struggling to cope with his mother's sudden death and growing feelings of isolation from his father and brother" part pinged when I was hunting for real-world approximations of Emo Loki's story. Just wanna satisfy my curiosity.

[edit: done. meh. skimmed.]

There! SO MANY OPTIONS. Pick one and sit down and run your eyes over the words already??

[deancodedinthewater]

Shadow Part 4

When Sam came to his head was aching. He experimentally rolled his neck and shoulders and found he had limited movement. Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was Meg. She sat right in front of him with a smirk on her face.

“Hey, Sam?” Dean called and Sam looked in his direction and found him similarly trussed up, tied to a post with his weapons stripped away. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but your girlfriend... is a bitch.”

Sam ignored him, turning his attention back to Meg. “”This,” he said and gestured as best he could with his arms tied behind his back. “The whole thing, was a trap? Running into you at the bar, following you here, hearing what you had to say. It was all a set up, wasn’t it?” Meg didn’t answer but her maniacal laughter was answer enough. “And that the victims were from Lawrence?”

“Oh did you like that?” Meg said with a grin, leaning forwards. “It didn’t mean anything, I just  thought it might sweeten the deal, that’s all.”

“You killed those two people for nothing!”

“Baby,” Meg said and she was right in Sam’s face now and her teeth looked too sharp. “I’ve killed a lot more for a lot less.”

“You trapped us, good for you,” Dean said and Meg leant back from Sam so that she could turn to him. He smiled and shrugged against his bindings. “It’s Miller time. But why don’t you kill us already?”

“Not very quick on the uptake, are we?” Meg said, shaking her head at Dean. She rocked back where she sat. “This trap isn’t for you.” Sam and Dean both frowned at her for a moment but then Sam’s face dropped as it hit him.

“Dad,” he said in just barely above a whisper. Dean turned wide eyes on him and then glared at Meg’s smiling face. “It’s a trap for Dad.”

“Oh, sweetheart,” Dean said, shaking his head with that glare still firmly in place. “You’re dumber than you look. ‘Cause even if Dad was in town, which he is not, he wouldn’t walk into something like this. He’s too good.”

“He is pretty good. I’ll give you that.” Meg stood up from where she sat in front of Sam and settled herself in Dean’s lap. “But you see, he has one weakness.”

“What’s that?”

“You,” Meg said, running a hand over Dean’s hair and flattening those carefully tousled spikes. “He lets his guard down around his boys, lets his emotions cloud his judgement.” Dean scoffed. “I happen to know that he is in town. And he’ll come and save you. And then the Daevas will kill everybody - nice and slow and messy.” Meg leant in and sniffed Dean’s neck deep. Dean wriggled where he was bound and tried to knock her off but if his binds were anything like Sam’s then he wasn’t going to have anywhere near enough movement for that.

“Well, I’ve got news for you,” Dean growled, shoving his shoulder into Meg’s face. She sat up and held her hand over where he had hit her. “It’s gonna take a lot more than some... shadow to kill him.”

“Oh, the Daevas are in the room here,” Meg said, glancing between them both. “Human eyes can’t perceive them. Their shadows are easier to parse, so that’s the only part you can see.”

In any other situation, Sam would’ve loved to continue that conversation. But there were more important things to do right now. “Why you doing this, Meg?” he asked instead. “What kind of deal you got worked out here, huh? And with who?”

Meg put a hand on Dean’s face as she twisted to look at Sam. “I’m doing this for the same reasons you do what you do: loyalty.” She pushed down on Dean’s face. “Love. Like the love you had for Mommy- and Jess.”

“Go to hell!”

“Baby, I’m already there,” she said with a smile as she shoved herself off of Dean, smashing his head against the post he was tied to as she did, and slid across the floor to Sam. “Come on, Sam. There’s no need to be nasty.” She leant in close and whispered in his ear. Sam felt his blood go cold. “I think we both know how you really feel about me. You know, I saw you watching me- changing in my apartment. Turned you on, didn’t it?”

“Hey!” Dean snapped. “Leave it out!”

“I didn’t mind,” Meg said, ignoring Dean. “I liked that you were watching me. Come on, Sammy. You and I can still have a little dirty fun.” She moved down from his ear and started to kiss his neck and Sam stilled. Over Meg’s head Dean gave him a look. And Sam understood completely. He needed to distract Meg and if that meant... this... then he could do it. And if he could just get the knife in his sleeve free then maybe distracting her could work for them both.

“You wanna have fun?” Sam said, trying his absolute hardest to channel his brother. “Go ahead then. I’m a little tied up right now.” Meg grinned against his neck and moved to kiss him properly. Sam tried to force himself to enjoy it. Tried to pretend she was Jess as he wiggled the knife from his sleeve. He pushed back into her as the knife dropped into his hand and he started to cut the ropes.

Dean made a noise across the room and Meg stood up. She walked behind Dean’s post and snatched away Dean’s knife, tossing it into the corner. Meg used the post to swing around and glare down at Dean who gave her a guilty chuckle.

“Now,” Meg said as she came back over to Sam. “Were you just trying to distract me while your brother cut himself free?”

“No, No,” Sam said, feigning innocence. “I was cutting myself free with a knife of my own.” He broke what little remained of his ropes and shot to his feet. Meg was so shocked she didn’t get a chance to move. He grabbed her shoulders and headbutted her so hard it made him dizzy.

“Sam!” Dean yelled as Sam blinked away the pain. “Get the altar!”

Sam stumbled to the altar and threw it over, knocking bones across the floor and spilling the goblet of blood. A shadow spread across the wall and rushed at Meg. A second appeared on the opposite wall. Two sets of claws stretched across the floor and grabbed Meg between them. Her body slid across the floor and crashed through the giant window.

For a beat, both brothers held their breath. When the Daevas didn’t return, Sam grabbed his knife and cut Dean free. They both, cautiously, approached the shattered window and looked down to the street below. Meg’s body was sprawled across the sidewalk, clearly dead.

“So, I guess the Daevas didn’t like being bossed around,” Sam said.

“Yeah, I guess not,” Dean said and then he looked at Sam instead of the body down below. “Hey, Sam?” Sam hummed in acknowledgement. “Next time you wanna- I don’t know- get your emotional rocks off or whatever, find a girl that’s not so buckets-o’-crazy, huh?” Dean smiled, patted Sam’s shoulder and turned to leave. Sam was left staring down at Meg and thinking about Dean’s comment. The way it was phrased was typical Dean but what he had said? That actually meant the world to Sam.

-

“Why didn’t you just leave that stuff in the car?” Dean asked as they made their way along the motel hallway. When they got inside he was probably gonna have to get the floss out and stitch those scratches on Sam’s face. More gouge than scratch, really. He hoped they had whiskey.

Sam hefted his bag, in which he had his laptop and all of their phones and their most useful weapons. “I said it before and I’ll say it again,” Sam said as they reached their door. “Better safe than sorry. Maybe if you locked the car-” Dean unlocked the door, shaking his head as he entered the room. He could make out the silhouette of a man against the window.

“Hey!” Dean yelled as Sam flicked on the light. The man turned and Dean’s heart hit his throat and scraped against the sandpaper there.

“Dad?” Both brothers said together. Sam’s voice was loud and shocked, Dean’s was quieter. Regimented.

“Hey, boys,” John said as he crossed the room and pulled Dean into a hug. For a second Dean went stiff but then he hugged his Dad back. John pulled back first and looked over Dean’s shoulder. “Hi Sam.”

“Hey, Dad,” Sam replied, softly. Dean’s eyes darted between them. Sam put down his bag. Neither of them said a thing, they just stared at each other sadly.

“Dad,” Dean said, interrupting the silence. His posture had straightened as soon as John had let him go. Spine straight and arms still at his sides. “It was a trap. I didn’t know, I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright,” John said. “I thought it might have been.”

“Were you there?”

“Yeah, I got there just in time to see the girl take the swan dive. She was the bad guy, right?” John glanced between them.

“Yes, sir,” they both said.

“Good. Well, it doesn’t surprise me. It’s tried to stop me before.”

“The demon has?” Sam asked, stepping around Dean to get closer to their dad.

“It knows I’m close,” John said, eyes fully focused on Sam as Dean seemed to fade into the background. He was used to that. He preferred that. John’s attention being on Sam was good. It meant Dean hadn’t fucked up. “It knows I’m gonna kill it. Not just exorcise it or send it back to hell- actually kill it.”

“How?” Dean asked, drawing his Dad’s attention away from Sam. He nearly flinched but John was smiling.

“I’m working on that.”

“Let us come with you,” Sam said, imploringly. Dean gave him a warning look. He knew what was coming. “We’ll help.”

“No, Sam,” John replied, far too calmly. The calm before the storm. “Not yet. Just try to understand. This demon is a scary son of a bitch. I don’t want you caught in the crossfire. I don’t want you hurt.”

“Dad, you don’t have to worry about us.”

“Of course I do. I’m your father.” Dean almost scoffed but that would be all the catalyst this shit show needed. Since when did being their father mean he was worried about them? “Listen, Sammy, last time we were together, we had one hell of a fight.”

“Yes, sir.”

“It’s good to see you again,” John said. “It’s been a long time.”

“Too long,” Sam agreed and then they were hugging and Dean had no idea what to do so he just stood off to the side at parade rest. For a moment they hug and then they pull apart and Dean almost feels like maybe they can be an actual family for a moment.

A shadow fell across John and then he and Sam were thrown across the room.

“No!” Dean yelled as claws racked down his face, throwing him to the floor.

-

Meg grinned as she chanted, staring up at the motel window. She ran her fingers over her Zoroastrian pendant in satisfaction.

Masterpost

[cileevi]

The Speed Of Pain: Let Her In

Chapter Four

Charlotte

" You took it better than I thought. " 

I smile at Marilyn's reflection in the mirror as I admire my first tattoo. " I can't wait to show Bowie. He's going to flip. " 

It has been a couple of weeks since we got to L.A. He was working in the studio late the last few nights so today he surprised me with a tattoo shop visit. He was already getting inked when I was asked if wanted anything done. I won't say I caved to peer pressure, but everyone in the shop damn near begged me to get one. Bowie was playing on the radio and I picked the lyric right then and there. 

There's no way I'm going to lie and say it didn't hurt because it did. Seeing how perfect it is though... Totally worth the pain. Marilyn got some green one-eyed gremlin on his arm. I'll never understand why he needed that but hey, it's his life and body.

" Let me see. " He says coming closer.

Turning toward him his eyes scan over it. "Badass. Do you really know Bowie? I mean, I know your dad does but... " 

" I met him when I was a kid. He's pretty cool and loves when his fans get his lyrics tattooed. Maybe I'll get another soon. Something from Labyrinth. " I say absently while still admiring the fresh ink in the mirror.

I hear him chuckle behind me. " Now you're hooked. Your dad was right. " 

" Shut it... " I say before sticking my tongue out at him. " Thanks for letting me hold your hand. " 

Yes. I did need a bit of comfort during, I have no shame. 

" Thanks for holding mine. " He says with a simple tug of his lips. It's then that his growling stomach interrupts making me laugh. " I'm fucking starving. " 

Reaching out I take his hand and say, " let's go to the grocery store. I'll make a good dinner for us tonight. "

&lt;>

" Mmm, baby that was good. Thank you. " Marilyn says as I figure out how to work his VHS player. 

Throwing him a smile from over my shoulder I say, " you're welcome ". 

We just finished our fried chicken dinner, in which he had a breast, two wings, and a thigh. I swear he ate like he hasn't seen food for weeks. And this is good because as Sharon said, he's much too thin. 

While at the grocery store, we found a classic on VHS, Sleepaway Camp, and decided to get it. This is our Friday night in a nutshell. Vegged out on his couch with red vines and chocolate-covered raisins for dessert. All while a forced transgender girl is slashing her way through camp. 

" All I'm saying is, why on earth is Meg giving him the time of day? " I ask absently. " He's an old geezer that probably can't get it up anymore. " 

This is like one of three things that get on my nerves about this movie. The other two? How does one die from vag burns? And how was Angela strong enough to gut Meg like that through the shower?  Otherwise, a perfect horror movie.

" The only unrealistic part of this movie. " He jokes as he lays back to get comfortable. 

Slapping his stomach lightly I shake my head. " Still, if it were Ronnie... It'd be more believable. At least he was eighties attractive. " 

" What on earth is " eighties attractive "? " He asks with a roll of his eyes.

I shrug. " He's attractive for eighties standards. "

" And what am I? " 

I give him a haughty look. " You're timeless, baby. "

He cranes his neck up to look at me. His expression tells me everything his voice refuses to. Smiling I reach and cup his face.

" You have beautiful brown eyes, full kissable lips, and a distinguished nose. " I say while trailing my finger down the slope of it.

He snorts at the last part and goes back to watching the movie. Digging my fingers into his hair, I scratch at his scalp gently. 

" And you have really long legs. " And it's true. His legs are very attractive to me.

And just like that he flips me over and wraps his entire body around me. The mixture of pheromones, vanilla, sweat, and our mingling natural scents fill my entire being. Being wrapped up in him like this is something I'm always going to relish in. Letting my body mold into his, I wriggle around to get comfortable. 

" Keep rubbing like that if you want to. " He whispers in my ear. " Wake him up at your own risk. " 

That's just it... I want to wake him up. The only thing that has been stopping me from initiating is my absolute inexperience. 

" We'll get there. I'm not in any rush. " He promises as if he can read my thoughts. 

He gets off of me and I settle on my side with my back against the couch. Turning into me, he settles his head in my chest while wrapping his arms around my middle. My fingers return to scratching his scalp as the forgotten movie plays on in the background. 

We'll get there my ass.

" So you grew up in London? " He mumbles half asleep already.

Still scratching I say, " not really. I was born there, but we moved to the states before I started school ".

" So that's why you don't have an accent. Where did you settle? " He asks fully enjoying my fingers in his scalp.

I hmm feeling fatigued myself. " Tampa. My mom still has a bit of an accent but she was big on assimilation so I took speech classes. "

" Florida? " He mumbles. " Small world, when I was in high school we moved to Orlando. "

Not too far away from where I was. " Where were you before that? "

" Ohio, of the middle west. " He jokes.

Raking through his air I ask, " did you like it there "?

" Nah, I used to get my ass kicked every other day. " He mumbles again. " I preferred Florida. The people there are much more interesting. "

Chuckling I say. " You got that right. Ever hear of Florida Man? "

" Honey, I am Florida Man. " Which is the last coherent thing he says before falling into a deep sleep.

Marilyn

I wake up to blue light beaming from behind me. Turning over I blearily see the tv is still on but the movie has long since stopped. Clearing my throat I look back at the woman still sleeping beside me. Part of me wants to wake her up and start some shit I know she isn't ready for. The other part of me wins out.

Going to get up, I pause when my eyes land on her exposed inner thigh. My stomach churns for the first time in years. There, barely visible are five thin scars. All at least an inch or more and look to have been deep.  

She's a fucking cutter. Judging from the way the scars look, not for a long time, but still. What in the fuck does someone so perfect have to cut for? How have I not noticed sooner?

It's just dawned on me that there was a party I was supposed to be at last night. Not just any party, a Johnny party. Picking up the phone I dial his number and lean back still groggy from waking up.

" Hey man, I need to talk. " I yawn out when he answers. 

Hey man, I'm just about to go to bed. 

Looking at the clock, it reads five past four. " Sounds like you had a great night. " 

It was pretty fucking epic. I can't believe you skipped the party.  

I had every intention of going to show off blondie but then she put in that movie and her magical fingers lulled me to sleep. The food she stuffed me with didn't help either. " I have Charlotte here and she cooked an amazing dinner. I ended up passed out on the couch with my head between her tits. " 

Sounds like heaven. And the only acceptable excuse for missing out on the fun. You're forgiven. 

" For a hellion like me, it's the closest I'll ever get to the promised land. " I tell him honestly. " I'll make it up to you though. Maybe Charlotte can cook dinner for us before she heads off to do that Pixar movie. You'll love her cooking. " 

Sounds good. I'm just glad she's making you happy. I was worried for a while there. 

Everyone was worried. Over the last six months, I've been starting to feel again slowly but surely. Recording Antichrist Superstar really took its toll but I needed to create it. In order to do that, I had to stop feeling anything but the music. It was the only way it was going to work. My last relationship suffered to the point of death while recording it. Hell, I was mentally checked out two years before that if I'm honest. 

That's why I've been keeping Charlotte close. I was on another level mentally when we first met. Coming back up from such a low-low has shit moving in slow motion. She's the only clear thing I can focus on. 

Everyone else kind of turns mechanical if I look at them for too long. I didn't intend for it to happen this way and I like it and dislike it in equal measure. I crave her and don't want to crave her at the same time.

Now having found those scars... I both want and don't want to know why. Why would she cut herself when she told me she didn't understand why I cut myself up? 

 " I don't know what she's doing to me honestly. " I say while rubbing my face tiredly.

I don't tell him exactly why because her scars are hers. It's not my place to tell anyone. Not unless I think she's currently hurting herself. 

I don't like the sound of that. You were just singing her praises don't go talking yourself out of it now. 

" It's just... " I start. " When I asked her to come to Canada with the band I thought I'd fuck her a few times and get her out of my system. Like I'd been doing the last year. " 

And you fell in love with the pussy? How romantic.  

Snorting I say, " I haven't even touched the pussy. We shared a bed every night and all I could do was lay and wonder how I got her there in the first place. " 

Come on, man, you've had more than your share of beautiful women. What makes her so different that you're doubting yourself?  

He's right. I have been with plenty of women. Hell, I was in a long-term relationship for five years. All of them were pretty cookie-cutter for my taste. Pale skin, dark hair, and eyes. That's my usual type. 

I don't know how this blonde hair blue-eyed " beauty " dug her way under my skin the way she has. Just two years ago I'd have thought it crazy if someone said I'd be with such an all-American beauty like her. 

" Everything so far. She looks at me with those huge blue eyes and I'm helpless. " And hopeless. " The worst part is she isn't even trying to drive me crazy, she just is. I could have asked her to stay with me for Christmas but let her go to London. I thought spending some time away would help me think better... In reality, all it did was make me miss her. "

Sounds like love, mate. When was the last time you felt it for a woman? 

" Years. " I tell him honestly. " Shit with Missy was a slow crash. By the time things were done, there was no love to be felt. I really fucked her over. I don't want to do that to Charlotte. " 

Missy was cool but we both know you both held onto that relationship longer than you should have. The way I see it, you have two choices, Manson. Either accept your feelings and let them be known... Or if you really don't want things to end the same as with Missy, let her go.

" I'm not letting her go. She's... " I almost say she's different but the last time I did that I ended up in the downward spiral I tail spinned into in the first place. 

Embrace the love, man. Let her in. She just might be what you've been missing. 

Heaving a huge sigh I say, " I knew if I talked to you I'd figure shit out ". 

That's what I'm here for, brother. Now go back to your girl. I'm hitting the sack with a buxom blonde as we speak.