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enwoso · 4 months ago

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How about a lovie angst where harrison kinda breaks alessias teust and does somerhing she wouldnt approve of? x

fractured | alessia russo x child!reader

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alessia had always been cautious when it came to harrison, she was still a little wary. but she had no choice but to co-parent with him now that you knew about him and you wanted have your dad apart of your life.

but trusting him was still the main reason why alessia was wary as he hadn't fully earned that badge yet.

alessia was sitting on the couch, unwinding after training. you'd having been with harrison since yesterday afternoon when he’d picked you up from nursery. it being his night, for you to stay at his for the night.

something alessia was still trying her best to get used to.

it still being early days since harrison was able to have you for long periods of time without alessia being present and she'd be lying if she said she didn't have a heavy heart every time you weren't with her.

but so far harrison had been trying really hard to not mess up and it did make alessia happy to see but he still had a long way to go until she trusted him fully.

alessia being just about to move from the comfort of her couch and make herself some dinner before you got home a little later on, her phone buzzed.

glancing quickly at it, expecting it to be from one of the girls maybe making plans for after the game but the second she glanced at the name and saw harrison's name flash across the screen, her stomach dropped slightly.

harrison | ‘less, can you call me. please.’

her heart thudded against her ribs just that little bit faster as she sat up straighter, her fingers tightening around the phone.

harrison | ‘i don't think it's a big deal but i feel i should probably let you know’

that alone was enough. his uncertainty in her voice was enough to send a sharp bolt of unease through her entire body.

harrison | ‘she's fine, i swear. we’ve had a great day. just need to talk to you. maybe face to face is better.’

a shiver ran through her entire body. she's fine. no, no he wouldn't be saying that unless there was something to not be fine about.

alessia didn't hesitate, shooting up from the couch grabbing her keys with shaking hands. kyra who had been lounging on the opposite end of the couch, immediately sitting up her brows furrowing, "less, what's wrong?"

alessia didn't even stop to explain, too busy shoving her feet into her runners, "harrison, that's what wrong."

kyra was up in an instant, already grabbing her own jacket, "right, let's go."

the drive to harrison's apartment was suffocating, alessia driving in silence, jaw clenched as her fingers tapped against the steering wheel impatiently. kyra knowing better than to try and lighten the mood with a joke, so she just sat tight lipped.

"you want me to come in with you?" she asked when they pulled up outside harrison's place.

alessia shook her head firmly, "no, i'll be okay." kyra hesitated before nodding, "i'll wait here, just in case you need backup"

alessia didn't bother responding—she was already halfway out of the car.

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harrison barely had time to even register who it was at the door before alessia was shoving past him into the flat, her eyes scanning the room frantically.

you were curled up on the couch, your tiny frame being swallowed by a hoodie that was far too big for you. your hair all tangled and your face puffy from exhaustion but other than that you were unharmed.

alessia let out a shaky breath, just enough to stop her heart from hammering out of her chest, but relief was short-lived.

"mummy?" your voice was small, groggy as you looked up at alessia as she forced a smile moving to crouch down in front of you. "hey lovie, you okay?"

you nodded, rubbing at your eyes. "daddy let me stay up really, really late! we watched loads of movies, and then we went to see uncle jamie!"

silence. the kind that made alessia's blood run cold. jamie. well he was just not the type of person you wanted around your kids. he wasn't to be trusted.

alessia remembers the first time she met him, back in the states the boy staring an argument with a harmless stranger cause in his eyes he looked at jamie funny. alessia didn't like him, and she certainly didn't want her daughter around him and his activities.

harrison shifted behind her, clearing his throat. "less—" alessia stood slowly, turning to face him. "you what?"

harrison had the audacity to look sheepish, rubbing the back of his neck. "we went to see jamie, i didn't think it would be a big deal."

"not a big deal?" alessia repeated, her voice shaking with barely contained rage. "you took our daughter to see your brother—without asking me?"

harrion sighed, exasperated he could see just why alessia was so upset about it. "less, he's my family."

alessia let out a bitter laugh, shaking her head. "family? you mean the same brother who's been arrested more times than i can count? the same one who drinks himself stupid and picks fights for fun? that jamie?"

"he's not like that around kids," harrison argued, but even he didn't sound too convinced.

"you don't know that, you don't know how he's gonna be from hour to hour." alessia snapped. "because you don't know him anymore. and you sure as hell don't get to use our daughter as some kind of excuse for a bonding experience with him."

harrison's jaw clenched. "she is my daughter too, alessia."

"then start acting like it!" alessia's voice cracked, her hands shaking, alessia seeing nothing but anger. "because a real father doesn't make reckless decisions and then text me after the fact like it's nothing. a real father thinks before he acts. a real father asks before putting his child in a situation that could be dangerous."

harrison exhaled heavily, his hands moving to his hips. "ok, i made a mistake, alright. but nothing happened. she's fine, she's happy."

"that's not the point haz!" alessia's voice broke, and for a second, the anger slipped, replaced by something far more painful. "you just don't get it, do you? you weren't there. you weren't there when i was pregnant, when i was terrified and alone. you weren't there when i held her for the first time and promised to keep her safe. you left, harrison. and now you think you can just walk back in and do whatever you want? like none of that ever even happened?"

harrison's face paled, his mouth opening, but no words came out. the past truly starting to catch up on him, quicker than he could imagine as he'd spent years trying to get rid of it.

"you haven't earned my trust," alessia continued, quieter this time, but no less sharp in the way she spoke. "and you sure as hell haven't earned the right to make decisions for her on your own. not without consulting me beforehand"

you watched them with wide eyes from the couch, your little fingers gripping the fabric of the hoodie as you tried so hard to concentrate on the film on the screen. alessia swallowing hard, forcing herself to pull it together.

she turned back to you, kneeling down again. "lovie, go and grab your things, okay? i think it's time to go home."

you hesitated, glancing at your daddy before nodding. "okay, mummy." you slid off the couch and padded towards your bag, your small frame weighed down by exhaustion.

alessia turned back to harrison, her voice dangerously low. "if you ever, ever do something like this again, i swear to god, you will not be seeing her without me there. do you understand me?"

harrison nodded slowly, guilt flashing across his face. "loud and clear."

you returned with your tiny backpack slung over your shoulders, your stuffed esme the elephant clutched tightly in your arms as you looked up at your daddy with tired eyes. "bye, daddy. i love you."

harrison's expression softened instantly just at the innocence of your words. he crouched down, opening his arms. "come here, little one."

alessia's body tensed. she wanted to tell you no. she wanted to scoop you up and walk out without looking back. but she knew that would only hurt you more, and no matter how angry she was at harrison, she couldn't do that to their daughter. so instead with a deep breath, she gave a small nod.

you didn't hesitate, stepping into your daddy's arms. harrison holding you tightly as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. his eyes shut, as his grip lingered just a second too long, like he was afraid to let go.

"i love you, princess," he murmured against your curls. "you'll always be my little girl, okay?"

you pulled back slightly, your tiny hands resting on his shoulders. "promise?"

harrison swallowed hard, nodding. "promise."

alessia looked away, biting the inside of her cheek. because promises weren't something harrion had ever been good at keeping. but for your sake, she hoped—just this once—he meant it.

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raylynnn · 6 months ago

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Katsuki x Y/n (Drummer Katsuki AU)

Warnings ⚠️ heavy smut, BJ, fingering, oral, vaginal sex, cursing, and getting caught. Hope you enjoy<3

It was out of nowhere honestly. The group had joked and dabbled in the thoughts of starting a band, but no one ever thought it would take off like it did. It started off as more of a joke, I mean seriously we probably had 2 maybe 3 people who could actually play instruments. We all knew Katsuki could play the drums and knew Jiro could play about any instrument you threw at her. But the others not so much, including yourself. You and Mina excepted that this whole “band” thing wouldn’t work for you two. So y’all were just kind of the girls who took tickets and then watched behind the curtain while the others killed it on stage. You had Katsuki as your drummer, Ejiro as your bass player, Sero as your backup bass guitarist, and Kaminari as your lead guitarist. Everything worked out that way.

You and Mina would regularly go watch their band practices and plan out their next concert and etc, but out of the group you were definitely the closest to katsuki other than Ejiro. At performances his only focus was the music, not the crowd surfing, not the absurd amount of fangirls flashing him from the crowd, or the money, but sometimes you’d catch him let go a little bit, every time he did he’d look at you watching from the corner of the stage. Sometimes especially if the band killed it you would catch him giving a small smile at you from the stage. At one of the garage practices they were trying this new song that jiro had written. And it was a big step from their usual music. She had given Katsuki a drum solo. And he would never admit it, but he was nervous when he couldn’t get it the first try. He had played drums for so long their wasn’t much he couldn’t play.

The practices lasted about 2-3 hours, but katsuki waited behind for a bit. He couldn’t get it down and jiro had reminded him multiple times he had plenty of time to master it but he just wasn’t satisfied. Since you didn’t play an instrument the least you could was lend them your garage right? And lots of times one or two members would stay behind to work on some music solo, and it never bothered you cause to you it just meant they were dedicated.

About 30 minutes after practice ended everyone pretty much had left. So it was just you and Katsuki. You went to your room for a bit just to chill out but you started thinking about how close you and katsuki were compared to the others. You wanted to seek him again, talk to him or something. You were about to get a drink from the fridge out in the garage anyway..so what could it hurt really.

When you headed out to the garage you saw katsuki looking over the music once again before hammering at the solo again it sounded a lot better but it wasn’t as fast as it needed to be from what jiro had said earlier. “Still working on it?” You said as you opened the fridge door. Katsuki set his sticks down before wiping the sweat off his forhead looking over at you and you grabbed a water. “Tch..yeah I can’t belive I’m saying this, but this solo is kicking my ass” he said tiling his head back a bit stretching his back from being hunched over the drums for so long. You tossed a water to him which he caught taking the lid off. “How long have you played again?” You said thinking it over, must of been a while to be as good as him. “I started playing when I was 6, so probably 12 years” he said taking another sip. “What about you nerd? You play anything?”

You let out a soft laugh before shaking your head. “Haha..no I tried a few times but never stuck with me, always thought the drums were cool though” you said as you closed the top on the bottle. Katsuki chuckled slightly before patting his lap gesturing for you to come closer. “C’mere” he said softly. He got out of the chair and stood behind you while you sat down of the stool chair. He took the sticks and placed them in your hands fixing your hold and posture. He grabbed your wrists gently before hovering your hands over a symbol and a smaller snare. “Here put your foot on the base drum, and tap your foot against the pedal continuously and take your right hand and hit this-“ he explained oddly calm and relaxed, his lips near your ear as he talked you through the steps. “Dammit” you muttered after your 3rd attempt of trying the simplest beat.

“Here get up.” He said you got up thinking he had given up on you but then he pulled you into his lap and positioned you just like you were before instead his foot was on the base. He grabbed your wrist and started maneuvering your wrists like a puppet. The beat came out at a good Rhythm thanks to him basically playing the drums for you, but you didn’t give two shits. You were in Bakugo’s lap with his hands on your wrists and his face close to yours. So you were winning anyway.

Getting closer to the end you started moving your wrists on your own with his grip still guiding you but with all this movement..you didn’t even realize what you were doing to him until his hands faltered all of sudden when you moved back on his crotch. Fuck. You didn’t even mean to but that’s all it took. You weren’t fully sure so you tried something. You stopped with the drums for a second before muttering. “Um..hey katsuki can you move your keys It’s a little uncomfortable to sit on” he rested his forhead on your shoulder trying to hide his best red face. “Those..t-those aren’t my key” he said flustered as ever hoping he would just nuke right there. Your face flushed red as you giggled slightly. “Excited are we~?” You giggled out. He brought his hand to his face trying to conceal his burning hot cheeks. “Tch..shut it, it’s y-your fault” he muttered out trying to fix himself under you. Suddenly without thinking you went to get up rubbing back once more this time stealing a groan from the boy under you.

“Ngh..” he groaned slightly. You relized this was your mess to clean up. If you had just stayed in your room none of this would have been happening. I mean the least you could do was help him out. You sighed nervously before getting up and dropping to your knees. His eyes widened before he stuttered out. “W-what are you doing..?” He said covering the lower half of his face with his palm. “Just..shut up and let me take care of you..ok?” You said undoing his belt before slipping them down till his boxers were visible. He wasn’t just hard he was solid. All because of you. That tent in his boxers with a little wet spot assumably pre. The big bad katsuki all of sudden looked so vulnerable so needy and eager. God this was such a beautiful sight.

You looked up at his before taking his boxers down. “Is this ok Katsuki?” You said laying your head ontop of his crotch. He nodded eagerly. “Y-yes..” he stuttered. You slid down his boxers revealing his cock. Pretty and pale with a light pink tip smeared with pre, god he was perfect. You took his cock into your hand giving it a few pumps before taking it into your mouth you only reached about halfway yet he was already throwing his head back and gripping onto your hair. It took so much not to just you like a rag doll and push you down farther but he managed for you using the last ounce of respect he had. Your mouth left his dick with a loud pop before you muttered saliva dripping down your chin and eyes lidded. “Just use me katsuki.” You could tell he was getting needier from below.

His eyes widened before he gripped your hair shoving you back down on his cock. Shoving you down till your nose hit his blonde tuff. “Ngh..fuckkk. Your so fucking g-good for me..f-fuck” he said bucking his hips into your mouth, you could tell he was close. You braced your hands on his thighs digging your nails slightly deeper as he used you like some sort of fuck doll. “Fuck..baby- ah fuck I-I’m gonna..g-gonna..” he babbled thrusting impossibly faster. “FUCK!” He said before he shot his load into your mouth and once you pulled off slightly choking he released the rest onto your face and chest. As he rode out his high he started babbling on and on about how good you felt. “B-baby..f-felt so good..need you a-again..” this is was such a different side of katsuki and you were loving it.

You had a cheeky smile worn on your cum covered face as you watched him calm down a bit. When he caught his breath he locked eyes with you and relized the mess he had made of you. “Fuck..sorry I didn’t mean to be too rough” he said taking your jaw into his hand while using his other hand to grab a rag he had next to his drum set for when he gets sweaty. He took it to your face and wiped most of it off. “Heh..it’s ok I liked it, plus..I kinda told you too” you said sheepishly while trying to conceal the slight red tint on your cheeks. He just smiled at you as he wiped your face “yeah well..we’re not done yet pretty” he said tossing the rag to the side as he scooped you up setting you in his lap facing him this time.

You giggled as he sat you in his lap. He smirked slightly before bringing his lips to yours. God everything about you was so intoxicating. He could get drunk just off your lips. He brought his hands from your waist to resting of the fat of your ass squeezing gently. He trailed open mouth kisses down your neck till his got to your collar bone, he pulled away from your skin looking up at you through his soft lashes. “Can I take this off..?” He asked tugging at the hem of your shirt. You smiled softly before nodding and kissing forehead gently. He lifted your shirt off your shoulders leaving you now in just your leggings and black laced bra. “Fuck your gorgeous..” he muttered before groping your breasts gently before unclipping your bra.

When he finally took off your bra you almost thought he was mimicking kaminari when he would go dumb. When he finally snapped out of it he looked up at you with hungry eyes and you could tell somthing changed. “Lift your ass up hon” he said grabbing your ass and gesturing you to hover. Once you did he slid off your leggings and pulled your panties to the side. “Fuck..look at her already soaked for me yeah?” He said swiping a finger through your lips. He took two fingers into his mouth after coating them he brought them to your slit once again his thumb rubbing soft circles while one finger started to prod into your little hole.

Your eyes widend and you gripped his shoulders trying to brace yourself. He slid in another finger moving at quick pace. “Yeah? Does that feel good pretty?” He asked whispering in your ear while you bucked against his fingers. You were too blissed out to answer until he slapped your clit. “I need an answer princess..” he growled. You whined at his mean way to keep you in line but soon you babbled out your praises. “Y-yes..f-feel sooo..” you babbled out trying to answer him but he started to remove his fingers leaving you feeling empty. He wrapped his hand around his cock and brought it to your entrance. “This ok pretty..?” He said looking into your big innocent eyes.

You nodded your head hoping he’d give it to you but he just sat their. “I need an answer pretty, I won’t fuck you unless you tell me it’s ok” he said sternly. You smiled softly before whispering, “y-yes..you can fuck me katsuki..I need you to fuck me.” You said holding onto his hand. He grinned slightly at your words before taking his cock and lining it up with you again. He pushed slowly entering your pussy, he let out a small quiet groan and he was only tip in.

“Oh god k-katsuki..” you moaned out as he layed your body back sprawled out against the drums as he stood up slightly hovering over you as he pushed in farther. Once he was half way in he stayed still for a second trying to give you time to ajust. “Am..am I g-good to move pretty..?” He asked sweat beading down the sides of his face. “Yes please..” you moaned out. He soon started to move at a slow pace before gradually getting faster. He really tried to hold back, to hold onto the last bit of self control he had..but he simply couldn’t not with how your walls were squeezing him so tight, your greedy cunt sucking him in like your life depended on it. Soon he was railing the fuck out of you. Pulling almost all the way out before slamming right back into your greedy cunt.

He was stuffing you full, you felt high almost you could remember how this even started and you didn’t even want to imagine it ending. The way he pounded into your soft hole treating you as you were some time of toy somehow only made you wetter. His grip on your waist was dangerous, you were holding onto the rim of the snare drum trying not to break it, he noticed this and figured you were uncomfortable so he raised you from your back, his dick still digging into you like a dog. He sat you in his lap and thrusted his hips up to meet yours. This position made you feel him a lot deeper causing you to lose yourself in the moment.

“FUCK..oh god..oh my god K-Katsuki! Fuck me baby! Cmon please..p-please don’t stop dadd- K-katsuki..” you babbled out like a slut. You were to caught up in the pleasure of his cock assaulting your cunt you didn’t even notice you were calling him daddy. His eyes widened before he smirked like a devious mf. “Fuck. Call me that again princess..” he said lifting you up off his dick almost all the way before slamming you back down. You moaned out loud due to the overwhelming pressure. “Fuck d-daddy..please” he smirked again and his movements started to get sloppy. “Fuck baby..tell me your close..” he groaned resting his head between your tits.

“Y-yes baby..gonna..gonna CUM” you moaned out bucking your hips to meet his as you had a death grip on his shoulders. “!Cum..cum..cumming” you moaned out as your body shook and trembled over his cock. Soon he whispered “f-fuck where can I cum..” you didn’t even answer you just wrapped your legs around him and trapped against your soaked cunt grinding against him trying to ride it out. His eyes widened as he thrusted hopelessly against your pussy whimpering like a dog. “Yes..yess! Plzplzplz..” he babbled shooting his hot, sticky, load into your cunt. “Fuck baby..” he muttered. your body’s both relaxing into each others touch.

He pulled out his body stuttering due to the overwhelming sensation. He watched his cum spill out of you like a fountain and he couldn’t help but want to pump you full again. But as much as he wanted too..all good things must come to an end. The two of you’s sexy and intimate moment was cut short due to the sound of the back door next to the garage door opening. You forgot you gave the band members keys so they could practice anytime. Their came Ejiro and Sero walking through. Y’all quickly scrambled to get your clothes but y’all knew that they knew.

“HOLY SHIT” cursed Ejiro as sero just started cackling. Katsuki took one of the black drapes that was usually used to cover the drums to cover y’all’s..sticky situation. Bakugos face flushed red as he yelled at the two. “GET TF OUT!” He barked trying to cover the two of you. They stepped out for a bit while y’all got decent and when you did you yelled out “your good now..” you said trying to hide your tone of embarrassment. Katsuki was still sat on the stool as he zipped his pants and fixing his belt his shirt still on the floor though.

“Heh..sorry sero forgot his music here, seems like hall you too were making some of your own..” he snickered as sero tried to mask his laughter. You and katsuki couldn’t even defend yourselfs. Soon they left with their forgotten music before it was just the two of you again.

“Aside from their appearance..I had fun katsuki.” You said behind a soft smile. “Me too pretty..” he said kissing your lips softly before looking around the garage. “Jesus were messy..” he said behind a small chuckle.

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robinvomit · 4 months ago

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† all the flags : tim.

⋆˙⟡ “i'm not.. emotionally unavailable. i'm emotionally encrypted. you're just not running the right program.”

⋆˙⟡ request: kal, im gonna need to see the green red and beige flags for your v1 boy ↦ kalico note: ♡ being colorblind is perfectly fine.

↦ GREEN FLAGS. "Christ, I'm in love with a problem."

says "be careful" every time you walk out the door.

gifted you a flashdrive and a note saying "if anything happens to me" and it's just a bunch of surprisingly well written love letters.

your likes, dislikes, soft spots, fears, etc. are all just locked away in his brain.

remembers your first birthday: what you wore, what the weather was like, what music was playing - the moment he realized he fucked up and actually liked you.

has a bunch of playlists inspired by you but won't actively tell you.

asks things like "what's your favorite book?" or "dream vacation?" during patrols.

has your routine down better than you.

stays up all night researching things you've mentioned in passing.

doesn't say 'i love you' but makes it clear in a thousand quiet, understandable, obsessive ways.

knows your go-to orders everywhere.

has a backup plan for all of your backup plans.

he treats your secrets like ancient, sacred knowledge.

respects your boundaries like they're the law.

doesn't offer unsolicited advice, despite wanting to, and waits for you to ask ( aka, need him. )

he's never forgetting a single thing you've told him. even things you don't even remember.

fixes things without being asked.

protects you like his life depends on it.

let's you play with his hair.

holds your wrist when out in public.

won't let you walk near the outside of the sidewalk.

slides you a snack or cup of tea when he notices your upset.

he knows all of your allergies, disorders, health issues, etc. and knows how to handle it if something goes wrong.

he has 100% broken into a vending machine for you.

defends you over the smallest things when you aren't around to hear it.

keeps a photo of you with him at all times - no, you have never seen it.

will never ask you to change. ever. for any reason.

can and will show up at your house at 2am.

can and will break into said house to be there when you get home.

has a box of every single receipt, ticket, note, letter, etc. you've ever given him and/or he acquired while with you.

he keeps the first voicemail you ever said 'i love you' in on his phone, seven different drives, backed up in several places like it could save the world someday.

tugs you by your shirt and kisses the top of your head when you get upset over something he said that wasn't meant to upset you.

he's not great at it and it only works about 20% of the time, but he attempts to watch how he sees things.

does not let you pay for food.

leaves a shirt or hoodie behind for you to find later on.

routinely messages "good morning." every single day.

will not, at any point, let either of you sleep until a fight or argument is resolved. even if he won't admit he's wrong.

↦ RED FLAGS. "God, if I say that's attractive, I probably need therapy."

he will absolutely repress his feelings into oblivion before asking for help.

he doesn't lie to you, per se, but he will omit like.. 87% of the truth.

would rather lose you than ever let you get hurt because of him.

every single person in his life is traumatized because that's simply who he lets in. ( it's red bc it's not always healthy. )

has days where he struggles with who he is outside of the mask.

he has no clue how to deal with unconditional love without dissecting it and giving you reasons to not love him.

believes in hope and redemption for everyone but himself.

he's got a file - mental, but it's still there - of everyone, including you.

copes with sarcasm and cruel comments.

deflects hurt by hurting others.

apologizing is barely something that crosses his mind and when it does, he's shit at doing it to your face.

he solves his problems by disappearing for a week.

texts after that week "what's up" like you weren't thinking he was dead 8 hours ago.

he's not going to tell you he's hurt until you find him stitching or bandaging or wrapping something.

he knows if you lie to him, and yes - he will be a hypocrite and call you out on it.

he has and will emotionally manipulate people for the greater good, even if it hurts the person.

he's not going to fight you if you want to walk away - he'll just nod, let you go, and deal with how he feels on his own.

however, sometimes, he makes it easy. silence, distance, emotional retreat.

if he feels like you're pulling away, he's going to do it first.

there is 100% a tracker on you that you have no idea about.

thinks protection involves keeping you in the dark.

his idea of opening up, early on, is brushing everything off and telling you he's fine and not to worry about it.

will ignore you if he's bothered by something. ( bothered, not mad. )

he's going to apologize more for stupid shit like burdening you or dragging you down before he apologizes for something he did wrong.

he has trained himself to not need comfort. ( he thinks it worked until you come along. )

he thinks he's expendable. which is why he can be reckless if it means protecting someone.

sleep is optional if he has work to do.

he will, at no point in his existence, admin he's jealous. but he will make someone else's life a living hell for it. behind your back.

if he sees you reciprocating anything like flirting, even leaning too close when you laugh, he's gonna up and vanish. for hours.

he does not want to be considered needy, jealous, etc. so, he just won't tell you how any of these things make him feel.

god help if you're in danger and one of the others gets to you first - he will be very quick to cut them off and take over.

self sabotage is burned into his soul.

does have deeply personal information on all of your friends, ex friends, ex lovers, etc.

↦ BEIGE FLAGS. "You're so fucking weird.."

will use outdated slang for shits and giggles - he's said "jazzed" so many times.

all of his electronics have names. yes, he expects you to use them.

you've caught him eating cereal, half asleep, with a fork.

can pick any lock, get through any firewall, dismantle any security system - but lord help if he needs to open a bag of chips or a can of biscuits.

will ghost you - then show up two days later with your favorite take out and a not-really-an-apology apology.

can skate like a pro but will trip over his own feet. ( please look into his early robin training days, it's hilarious. )

he has two forms of flirting:

blunt, straight to the point.

fighting over detective work until you're red in the face and want to strangle him.

buys you flowers often but does not give them to you, just leaves them on a counter or table.

told you he loved you on a mission once, then pretended it never happened.

corrects you, feels bad for the next week.

he has a color-coded sheet for your communication quirks.

will stare you. will blush when caught. will call you crazy if you mention it.

the type to correct things when watching a movie.

will let himself get torn to shreds if it means petting a street cat.

goes nonverbal for hours on end for absolutely no reason. just existing. nodding when needed.

disassociates on the balcony at 3am.

according to him, after being called cute, he's "statistically speaking, i'm not." aka, you're wrong but thanks.

genuinely knows this because of his time looking at data on facial symmetry, global average, basic attractive features, etc.

don't tell him you miss him because he'll never say it back, just glance to the side then be like "i'm right here."

he has mugs, silverware, specific shirts, and jackets that you are not allowed to touch. because they are his.

he will send you a total of 9 paragraphs in a text at one in the morning about something interesting he found.

like everyone else, he has favorite rooftops and spots in gotham; he will get offended if someone else is using it.

makes you watch documentaries with him.

he sent you a cute little thing for your anniversary once. it was labeled "sentiment.archive" - it was a very, very organized timeline of photos and memories.

↦ BONUS. reacting.

i love you. "okay. well.. uh, noted."

you're cute. "do you mean that in a romantic human way, or the manipulative way because you want something?"

i missed you. "i never turned the comms off?"

why do you love me? "because you looked at all the broken, beat down bullshit and still said 'that's mine.'"

your happiness is important to me. "let's settle on functional unless you plan to redefine happiness."

you're the best thing that's ever happened to me. "please aim higher."

you cry in front of him. "hey, tell me what you need - little slower. i'm listening, i'm right here."

i don't want to lose you. ( i'll be nice here- )

v1: "both of us already have. bits, pieces - parts of me. a long time ago."

v2: "you're not losing me.. you won't. unless you decide it's time to go."

you reach for his hand. "hold on too tight and i might not let go."

i hate you, said during a fight. "…okay…. okay."

#dc comics #dc scenarios #batfam #batfam x reader #batboys #batboys x reader #tim drake #90s tim drake #red robin #red robin x reader #V1 TIM

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The first Chapter of Sea Level!!

TW: Hurt, character injury, violence, mention of death and experimentation

Here is the Ao3 link, if you rather not read it on Ao3 the chapter is below the cut!

Chapter 1: A Promise

12-5-25

13:42

For two days the whole Hadel Blacksite was drowned in complete darkness ever since the crystal was taken and with that all power was gone from the site, even the backup power was now offline. Meaning that small computer couldn’t work anymore, the same computer Sebastian was now wrapping up in a waterproof crate he had found in one of the storage units. Putting all of the extra wires and pieces in place along with a few classified documents he had left. He then covered them up with extra layers so they wouldn’t shuffle around as much to avoid any damage. Afterwards he shut and sealed the crate.

He swapped out the Scrambler on his back in favor of the crate, it was a bit heavier with all the extra equipment inside but he could carry it relatively easily. He quickly checked the radio he had on him, still no signal. He groaned and shoved it back in his jacket. He needed to get it, he did make a promise to get them out of here, he didn’t want to break it. True he had no intention of keeping it in the first place but damn it, he just had to get attached to this stupid old computer in only the two months they’ve known each other. Even if he still had doubts this was possible, he had to try to complete his promise, this was the one good thing he could do now with nothing else left.

It was worth a shot to get out of this forsaken hellhole then wait to get gunned down or probably die of starvation. He knew Urbanshade would soon send down groups of their guards again to clear out the place and start to repair it despite the multiple devastating damages to the site. Urbanshade would never just abandon this place, they would eventually get this place fully functioning again so he didn’t want to be there when they arrived. It was between the chance of seeing the sun again or death. Even if he was gonna die, he wanted to do it looking at the sky one last time.

He was hoping they would be able to reach Innovation Inc. once at the surface. It was one of the rival companies of Urbanshade he had been able to contact before all the radios were cut off, none of the others responded. Maybe he could finally get them both the help they needed if he had found that company, but he has to get out of the Hadel Blacksite first.

The only guide they had now was the dimly lit esca on Sebastian’s head and his poor night vision as he started his journey through the twisted and broken hallways of the facility. More and more water had begun to leak in as the outer pile system started to implode on themselves from the outside pressure. Even though the pressure here was the same as it would be just at the surface, the facility could only take so much after the power was gone and the pipe system was the first to collapse. So the whole facility will be flooded with water, leaving everything left to rust. But he knew Urbanshade wouldn’t let that happen so he had to get out quickly.

At least now there were more places to swim than having to slither through the cold hallways decorated in broken furniture, shattered glass, and sharp scraps. Sebastian had already caught his tail on a few pieces, even though most of them didn’t cut through the hard scales a few small parts managed to catch themselves in his flesh, making him bite back a painful hiss. Still he kept going forward.

All of the docks were blocked off by now so the plan was to find Z-317’s old containment cell and follow the passageway out to the ocean. The one that Sebastian had originally opened before when releasing Z-317 during the lockdown.

If only he could get there faster but his injured tail had to drag him down, yet it was better to be slow to not alarm the other creatures still roaming the facility. Even after releasing them they were still animals, they had to hunt, no doubt they would attack him on sight if they ended up spotting him. Even if he could fend for himself, that computer on his back was not as strong as he was, one slip up and it could possibly be over. He wouldn’t let that happen.

He had already been roaming around the dark facility for what felt like hours, at this point he was convinced he was going in circles, right, left, right- crash

Sebastian froze at hearing a loud noise behind him, screaming starting to echo through the halls. He’d been here for just long enough to recognize which entity was which just by their screeching alone and out of every single creature it just had to be this one.

Sebastian darted his way to find a side room or some sort of tunnel as quickly as possible as Pandemonium’s screaming drew nearer and nearer. When he couldn’t he just punched in one of the broken doors and pulled his way through, at least the mantis shrimp DNA was useful for something. He quickly curled into one of the corners as the room started to shake.

He held his breath as the creature’s roaring passed, it was silent for moments afterwards and Sebastian started to uncurl his tail from around himself and pull himself out the corner only for the screeching to start up again. Sebastian panicked, moving down the hallway as fast as he could. There was so much rubble scattered everywhere that he had to slither around, no wonder this hall was blocked off.

Sebastian growled in pain again as something else dug into his tail, he kept his shrimp claw holding onto the crate on his back as Pandemonium got nearer. He eventually spotted what looked like a way out, at least he hoped but he couldn’t escape that easily. Pandemonium was just behind him.

“That's it you ugly bastard!” He snarled angrily, swinging his tail back to hit the creature and basically ripping his shotgun out of the hostler. Shooting repeatedly at the mutated beast's face, managing to get the two main eyes, making the creature shriek in pain. Sebastian then took his chance to run for it, even with the two main eyes gone there were still many more staring at him.

At least the shock and pain from the creature gave him enough time to make his escape into the underwater tunnels, he didn’t stop to look back, not for one second.

Eventually everything was quiet again and Sebastian could relax a bit. However when the adrenaline died down he was hit with the agonizing pain in his tail from a big metal scrap impaled in his side,painting the water red. He bit his tongue as he held back tears. The salt water just made everything sting more, still he continued his way down the tunnel, trying his best despite the excruciating pain.

He finally got to the exit, dragging himself out of the water and crawled up the ramp. He laid down on the cold concrete floor, catching his breath and coughing up some blood. He had to sit up, pulling the crate off his back and pushing it to the side as he examined his tail that was dripping in blood. He still had a medkit left even if it wouldn’t help much, it was something.

He quickly scavenged through the small kit and pulled out the antibiotic ointment and bandages. He then looked back at his tail and saw just how badly the metal had stabbed itself in there, still it had to be taken out.

He bit down more on his tongue to the point of making it bleed as he gripped onto the metal tightly. Closing his eyes as he pulled, wailing as it was removed but was able to cover most of the noise. He couldn’t alarm any more monsters down here.

He threw the piece of metal back into the water, leaning back and holding his tail while also holding back tears. He reached for the antibiotics and started to apply them to the gaping wound, not even reacting to the cold sting anymore. He took whatever was left in the bottle and applied it to the more minor injuries, he didn’t want to waste bandages trying to wrap them up since they weren’t as severe. Once the bandages were applied to the large wound he laid down on the ground, catching his breath and closing his eyes. “..Fucking hell..” He groaned, knowing he had to get back up, after a bit he strapped the crate onto his back again and continued on his way.

Unfortunately now he was even more lost, not exactly sure where they ended up after having to make a quick escape from Pandemonium in a panic. So they could have been farther or closer to their destination, Sebastian prayed they were closer as he navigated through the dark corridors.

After an hour of mindlessly dragging himself around he noticed a familiar pair of large heavy doors, this was where the controls to the containment cells were, they were closer now.

He used the keycard he still kept from killing that one elite guardsman to unlock the door again. The door didn’t seem to open much with the mechanism damaged so he was forced to squeeze through. The inside was a complete mess, even the control console was torn apart by one of the creatures.

Sebastian continued his way through the labs and containment rooms. Keeping his gaze down on the floor so he didn’t have to see anything that could possibly trigger his memories. The smell here already made him feel nauseous.

He counted the doors until he finally saw the one that read Z-317. The room was taken up mostly by a large aquarium where the Eyefestian would originally be kept in. Now the glass was cracked and the tank was mostly drained with water spilling on the lab floor.

He debated on what to do for a moment, instead of picking carefully at the glass he decided to punch it in. Wasn’t the best choice but it was the quickest. He shook his hand off, his ears perked up when he heard the wailing sounds of another creature nearby, Frogger.

Sebastian carefully pulled himself through the glass and dropped into the water. Swimming down before the creature could bounce back to see him. Once at the bottom he let himself relax as the cold water completely engulfed him, releasing the tension in his body. He was no longer being chased, he could finally relax for a second. They were so close to the end now. He found the doors which lead the way out of here, they would finally get out to the ocean.

He slithered through the door and continued into the dark tunnel. What felt like an endless void with only his own esca to guide him which was getting dimmer with each passing minute, showing just as much energy he had left in him.

He swam through the tunnel for minutes with barely any light. His injured tail trying to push him along as much as possible. Until he finally saw a glimpse of light up ahead followed by the sound of rumbling footsteps. He had forgotten that the Trench Bleeders were still mobile because their power was separate from that of the Hadel Blacksite, they were still being controlled from somewhere else.

Sebastian darted to the light, swimming with all his strength until he heard the wretched sound of metal bending. “Shit-“ He cursed, noticing that the tunnel was closing in on itself. He swam faster even if it hurt to push himself, the water still stung. Hearing the creaking of the metal getting louder until finally-

He shot his way up through the exit and soon fell back onto the ocean floor as the tunnel crushed in on itself. Yet he wasn’t out of his troubles yet, he had to move, he had to get up. The Trench Bleeder was right over him, the lights from underneath the giant mechanism's foot blinded his already poor seeing eyes, he was about to be crushed if he didn’t move now.

He forced himself to get up, pushing his way through the water as the Bleeder’s foot came crashing down, shaking the whole place and making Sebastian’s entire head ring. After that everything went pitch black.

12-6-25

4:18

Everything was aching when Sebastian had opened his eyes again, he suddenly became aware of every part of his body that hurt, he could barely move to lift his head. His esca flickered on as he looked around to figure out his surroundings, his eyes taking a moment to adjust. He found himself in some small cave in the ground, he took a breather and rested his head back down on the smooth rock, he was still so, so tired.

He had to remember why he was here, he had to get out of here or both him and p.AI.nter would die, or worse, p.AI.nter would be forced back to roblux mining. He couldn’t let that happen, he had to make it to the surface, he had to make it to Innovation Inc. he couldn’t just give up now. There was no time to rest, no matter how tired he was, he already got the rest he needed. The hardest part of the journey was already over.

Sebastian forced his body to move, wincing at the pain in his tail and spine. The crate was weighing him down a bit from his body being weaker. He swam out of the cave into the open water, everything was dark, the Trench Bleeder looked to be long gone by now, how long had he been asleep?

He didn’t stop to think about it, starting to swim upwards.

“Where are you going?”

Sebastian suddenly paused at the familiar voice that echoed in his head. He turned around to be met with the bright green glow of multiple eyes staring right at him. He used his hand to shield his eyes from the shining light before slowly lowering it back down and looking back at the curious radioactive shark before him.

“Well?”

“I thought you had left a long time ago, there is no prey for you here, not anymore.” Sebastian replied, staring down the creature, meeting her gaze.

“Where else would there be for me to go?” The shark circled curiously around Sebastian, moving closer.

“The surface.” Sebastian answered. “That’s where we are going, to get help.” He paused. “To go back to my home.”

“The surface isn’t where I belong, that is where you come from. I have no home to return to.” The Eyefestian responded blankly.

“Do you not remember anything?” Sebastian looked curious.

“No. If there is a home for me I doubt it would be very welcoming now. These depths are now my home.”

“You know you could come with us, you don’t have to stay in this place, with all the bad memories.” Sebastian reached out his hand, offering.

“I know you want me to, but I know you’ll do just as fine without me. Plus I’ve made some good memories down here too.” Eyefestian gently pushed her snout into Sebastian’s hand. “Go see them again..”

Sebastian just nodded, gently petting Eyefestian. He had so much to thank her for, she was there ever since the start of his experiments. She was the only creature to know what he truly looked like before and he was the first one to be able to appreciate her beauty without dying.

No further words were exchanged before Sebastian watched Eyefestian disappear back down into the dark depths again.

He wiped his eyes before focusing back on his mission, firstly making sure the crate was still fully secured before continuing up. Swimming for minutes on end as his tail guided him through the water until he felt the sudden crushing feeling of the pressure shifting, feeling like his whole body just collapsed in on itself within a second. Trying to catch his breath as his throat was squeezing and his body froze.

He was no longer in the Let-Vand Zone, he was in the deep sea now.

It took him a moment to get used to the extreme pressure change until his body slowly began to relax and he could breathe at a stable pace again. He checked the crate on his back, nothing looked crushed. The crates were very reinforced but that didn’t mean they could last long, he had to get to a lesser pressure level quickly.

It was harder to tread through the dense water, but he forced his tail to push himself through with as much force and speed as possible. Even if he could breathe normally everything still felt suffocating, making him feel lightheaded. He wasn’t even sure how fast he was moving with the water crushing his whole body.

Everything was completely black, not even his vision helped, he wasn’t sure if he was even moving upwards anymore, he could have been moving in any direction and he wouldn’t know unless he ended up hitting something or managed to breach the surface. It made him paranoid of anything jumping out at him, it was too dark, anything could come from any direction.

All he could do was hope he would run into nothing, he had to keep pushing. He was determined to get to the surface, his determination being more powerful than his own exhaustion. The more he swam, the more the pressure seemed to lift off of his body and he could finally move faster. It felt so freeing to be able to stretch out and move around without having any more worries, he wasn’t entirely free yet but he was getting close.

He swam for another hour, his tail barely dragging him along, until finally he saw an actual light reflecting from off the ocean’s surface. Dashing up to it in his excitement and breaking through the water. The smell of fresh air filling his nose, the gentle wind blowing through his wet hair, sounds of seagulls flying overhead and the gentle waves moving. He made it, he actually did it.

Sebastian smiled happily as tears poured down his cheeks. He used his hand to shade his tired eyes as he looked in the distance at the rising sun that had come up to welcome him back to the surface.

#pressure roblox #roblox pressure #pressure au #pressure fanfic #sebastian solace #pressure sebastian #p.ai.nter #painter pressure #sea level au #pressure sea level au #writing #dark writing #angst with a happy ending #anomaly.writing #art #anomaly.art

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twshipoftheday · 28 days ago

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Teen Wolf Ship of the Day, June 15th

Chris Argent x Stiles Stilinski

If Stiles considered himself the King on the chess board, then Chris was his Queen. He could move wherever he wanted and didn't need to be protected the way that Stiles did. Chris was more of a danger on the board than Stiles was, but Chris knew just how smart the King could be.

Headcanons under the cut.

Stiles and Chris are an absolute power duo. They make plans like its breathing and always have backups for anything that could happen

Chris is the big spoon more often than not. Stiles would much prefer to spread out as much as possible when sleeping, and Chris likes to keep Stiles as comfortable as possible while also being held

Neither of them are fantastic cooks, Stiles is probably better than Chris, but only by a bit. Both of them would much rather get take out than make anything. Anything Stiles can make are things his mother taught him when he was younger. It's always emotional when he cooks, so sometimes he'd rather just not

They play chess a lot together. Sometimes Chris wins but its usually Stiles

Chris taught Stiles how to handle weapons, though Stiles prefers not to. He'll use them in emergency situations, but never when he can talk his way out of it. Stiles will always prefer to use his mind over any sort of brawn

Stiles can't fall asleep unless he's listening to something. Usually, it's a documentary. Chris prefers action movies as the sounds of explosions quickly become white noise to him. They always have some sort of show or movie playing at their place, and it alternates between what each of them like

Stiles is definitely more tactile than Chris is. Chris would rather not show that he has connections in any situation. Stiles prefers to have some sort of connection to his partner

#teen wolf #twshipoftheday #teen wolf ships #twshipoftheday25 #teen wolf moodboard #shipping #teen wolf headcanon #chris argent #stiles stilinski #chris/stiles #chris x stiles #june 15th #stargent

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hillbillyoracle · 2 months ago

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🚩 Free/Cheap Ways to Prep 🚩

I see the misconception that it takes a lot of money to prep all the time. Which has always confused me. I got into prepping when I was completely broke. I started by slowly getting a 72 hour kit put together, buying a little extra pantry food each grocery trip, and taking classes when I could.

Below I've compiled a bunch of ways you can prep for free. Most of it is information oriented but a few are apps you can download and actions you can take to make an emergency situation a lot easier. This is US focused but many of these resources are accessible by and relevant to those outside of the US.

Heads up it's a long post. Pick whatever you're most interested in to start with. Get through what you can. No pressure.

Skywarn Training

Search for your local NWS station here then look for their Skywarn section.

I think Skywarn training is a great place for people to start. I've noticed most NWS stations have a version of Skywarn that can be taken online. The course teaches you about the major weather threats in your region, how to identify them, how to relay the information to your station if you can safely do so, and how to interpret information that your office puts out such as watches and warnings. It's really helpful. I just retook it recently and it was a great refresher course.

Unfortunately as budgets get cut, there's a possibility that this resource might go away so consider saving a copy for your reference and to give to others if you know how to do that (beyond the scope of what I can cover here).

Bonus: Establish your household's safe spots and evacuation plans and make sure everyone you live with knows them. If you live in a trailer, you should have a safe spot outside the trailer if you're able to get there and one in the trailer if you aren't able to leave in time (with the first being preferred). If you live in an apartment, find out what public storm shelters are available to you. If EF2+ tornadoes are possible, take cover in the most substantial shelter you can safely get to. If you're in a dorm or structured living environment, make sure you know their plans.

Stop the Bleed Course

Free course here

While having some equipment on hand can help, even responding to a person who's just gotten shot or suffered a deep wound with what you have on you is far far better than nothing at all. This course will take you through the basics of responding to bleeding and shock emergencies so you can improve a person's (including your own) chances of surviving. Super important course.

KIWIX - Offline Wikis

Website

Older tutorial

Newer tutorial

KIWIX is probably best known as the program that lets you store and access a fully offline copy of wikipedia for free. There are so many reasons you might want to do this; wikipedia has a bunch of well sourced medical and botanical and weather reference information that could be useful to you in an emergency or just when the internet has gone down.

But the nifty thing I like about it is that there are also other databases you can use with it as well like an iFixit one for repairing your devices.

Bonus: Collect resources for your phone and ereader as well. Here's a collection you can download for free but if you are inclined to sail the high seas, the world is your oyster in that regard. In addition to survival or informational resources, consider making sure you have some morale materials too. Having a comfort read or a comfort show in an emergency situation can be exceedingly helpful for staying calm. For high quality public domain ebooks check out Standard Ebooks.

Download Briar (Android Only)

Overview here

Briar is a peer-to-peer encrypted messenger that can be used completely offline. It is especially good for activists and those living under hostile surveillance but it's also a fantastic backup messaging app for emergencies - with a little set up required.

Why would you want something like this? There are a lot of use cases. Before we upgraded to Meshtastics, this was my nesting partner and my backup texting app for when the internet went down - which is does frequently where we live. If you have contacts set up before internet and/or cell signal goes down, this can be a way to communicate with those contacts.

Please keep in mind range matters. If they aren't very close by it will take substantially longer to get messages to and from people. But if they're reasonably close by, this can be a great Alternate or Contingency communication method in your PACE plan (short intro, longer intro).

Bonus: Learn more about what you can do to make your phone more private and secure. While most options are geared toward the Android ecosystem, there are things Apple users can do as well.

Download Offline Maps

Tutorial here

I would recommend Osmand for this. While Google Maps can store some offline maps, Osmand give you greater control. You can also use topographical and other maps with it as well.

Bonus: You can also get topo maps to download onto your laptop or phone without necessarily using them with another program. I suggest this if you decide to go with Google Maps for your offline maps as a backup. They can be a good thing to have digital and hard copies of.

Print a Reference Sheet

Reference sheet in video description here

Not much to say about this one. I have these printed in my various kits just as a back up. I have pulled them out and used them (mostly the sections on knots and first aid) a few times over the years but hopefully I'll never need to rely on them.

Compile and Print Out Your Contacts

Again, this one is pretty straight forward.

Go through your phone and anywhere else you keep contacts and list out their phone numbers at a minimum. Can be hand written or types up in a spreadsheet. Consider adding their email addresses and mailing addresses as well. I'd keep a copy in my wallet, behind my phone, in my car - really any place I can safely keep a piece of paper to reference.

In case this is found on you in an emergency where you're unresponsive, I'd consider also notating your basic medical information (allergies, medications, conditions, primary and secondary in-case-of-emergency contacts, primary doctor, etc) as well.

Note: if you're worried about getting detained and this info being used to hurt people you care about, I'd be careful about this one. Don't include addresses. Consider using symbols instead of names. Agree on security phrases with your contacts so anyone contacting them on your behalf can prove they're doing so with your permission.

Bonus: Get together with friends and family to come up with a PACE communication plan (short intro, longer intro). Include a copy of it with everyone's contact information in multiple place (hard copy and digital). Also, try to have digital and hard copies of recent photos of your family, friends, and pets in the event that you need to establish a search for them.

Take an Insurance Video

If you have renter's, home, or car insurance, make sure you update your insurance videos/photos at least once or twice a year.

I'm having some trouble finding a decent tutorial of it, but basically you want to have some proof of what you own and what condition it is in in the event you need to file a claim on in of it. The easiest way to do this in a home is to turn on your phone camera and slowly walk around the home trying to make sure you capture as much of it as possible and then walk in through the front door and video each room, making sure you have video proof of some of the larger purchases like TVs, laptops, phones, kitchen equipment, washer/dryer, etc. The same basic principle applies to your car.

No all insurance claims will require it but it's very nice to have in the event you need it and doesn't take much time to make and save in a few spots.

Digitize and Encrypt Important Documents

Info here

Not something I've finished doing yet but it is absolutely worth doing. Fires can burn up original copies. Having some way to prove you are who you are is really important, especially for receiving service after a disaster. Encrypting it is so key though so I wouldn't put this together without that component personally.

Learn Some Skills with What You Have

or ask on your freecycle/mutual aid group; or pick it up cheap

There's really too many of these to list but here are some places to start:

Learn to mend you clothes

Learn to tie some helpful knots

Make a penny stove with a aluminum can

Learn some basic first aid

Learn how to use a map and compass

Free ham radio exam study materials

Take some FEMA classes

Bookmark Helpful Websites

Some of these websites are less useful than they used to be given interference from the current administration but they are, at present, better than nothing.

Your local NWS station

Storm Prediction Center - Convective Outlook

Storm Prediction Center - Mesoscale Discussions

AIrNow - AQI monitoring

USGS - Latest Earthquakes

NOAA - Tsunami Warnings

NIFC - Wildfire Monitoring

WHO - Health Emergency Dashboard

CDC - Outbreak Information

US Food Recalls

PMC19 - Weekly COVID Monitoring*

Bonus: consider following your NWS station's IEM bot on Twitter, Bluesky, or Mastodon (use Ctrl+F then type your three letter station code). An NWS bot is also available for Discord servers (works best in regional or private discord servers).

*Quick note: Since solid info on protecting yourself from and treating COVID can be hard to find I'm including some here. Get to know the five pillars of prevention here. Instructions for cheap(ish) DIY air purifier here. If you need masks, check out r/Masks4All for recommendations/where to buy them and maskbloc.org if you need free ones. Info on to what you can do to protect yourself even if others in your house aren't COVIDing is here. Info on what to do if you catch COVID here.

I think I'm going to cut myself off there for now. There are so many more ways you can prep for free or cheap too so maybe I'll do a part two some time. I hope this gives you a jumping off point. Let me know if you have any questions and I'll do what I can to help!

#prepping #adulting #sane prepping #prepar #weather

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pocket-size-cthulhu · 1 month ago

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Saw someone on here the other day (genuinely don't remember who it was, sorry for the call-out if it was you) complaining about Cassian's decision in S2 to back out of the rebellion after Ghorman, saying it was bad character writing.

Which is wild to me bc it's actually perfectly in line with his character: he never committed to the rebellion the way most other characters in this did. In S1 when he said to Luthen, "it's better to live - eat, sleep, do what you want", that's been his core desire all along. He's a reluctant revolutionary. He doesn't want to be doing this; he wants to be living peacefully.

Also and maybe most importantly, the massacre on Ghorman didn't just showcase the brutality of the Empire; it showcased how Luthen was prepared to sacrifice those people for his cause. Cassian said from the start that they didn't have a chance there, and Luthen sent them backup anyway and pushed them to rebel and bring the fist down upon themselves. Cassian looked at that and said, I can't be part of this anymore. Was that an easy decision? Would any of us have chosen differently? Knowing that the plan was an "end-justifies-the-means" slaughter of some people on purpose in the effort to bring down the oppressive regime? I'm not surprised Cassian backed out. He's a person who cares about people.

Besides that, not all of us have unlimited energy to commit to a cause. Even if the massacre on Ghorman hadn't been at least partially Luthen's fault, retiring at that point would be completely valid. That's a lot to have lived through. Cassian is probably in his 30s at this point, which isn't old, but is old enough to feel it.

Cassian isn't a "perfect" protagonist - he wavers and falters in his commitment and sometimes has different priorities than we might want him to have since we already see him as a revolutionary. But I think that's what makes him a good protagonist.

Plus, there were a lot of people clearly doomed by the rebellion from the start. When Luthen died for the cause, it surprised exactly nobody, because that's the fate he sealed for himself. Cassian ran and ran from that fate though. He wanted so badly to just live. I think that makes it all the more moving when he decides to willingly place his life on the altar in Rogue One. He looks his death mission in the eye after years of running from it, and accepts it. He goes all in for the Rebellion on his own terms, in his own time, on a mission he believes in and not one he reluctantly accepted from Luthen or anyone else.

I think that's pretty good writing, myself.

#andor season 2 #andor spoilers #andor

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⋆˚࿔ 【 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞‼ - Ch.17 - 20】 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

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The inside of the mine was barely visible, cloaked in shadows. But even in the dim light, [Name] could see the purplish walls lined with shimmering gems of all colors and sizes. Abandoned mining tools lay forgotten on the ground or leaned carelessly against the walls relics of a place long deserted.

The monster's groaning echoed louder than before. It was close probably guarding the mine's entrance now that it had sensed intruders. "Are you sure this plan's gonna work?" Grim asked, his voice trembling as he clung to [Name]'s shoulder for dear life.

"It has to," she murmured, voice calm and composed, though her eyes sharp and glinting with purpose never left the entrance. "You three didn't come up with anything better, remember?" Grim let out a dramatic groan of protest, just as Deuce approached. "Let's go!"

[Name] gave a quiet nod, her posture straightening. "Then let's brace for the worst." Ace groaned with exasperation, but a grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Heh. That attitude's not exactly reassuring. Keep it loose, keep it lively. Let's do this!" He followed behind her, peeking around the corner as he and Deuce caught sight of the beast again.

There it was massive, snarling, and very much aware. [Name] turned to the group, her voice low and certain. "If the plan fails, I'll run past it and grab the crystal." Ace stared at her, eyes wide. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" he whisper-shouted.

Deuce, already resigned to her backup plan, muttered, "Just... don't question it." He sighed, watching her with a mix of awe and concern as she turned away from them, reaching down to gently pat Grim on the head. "Relax," she said softly to the trembling creature. "You've got this." Grim's tail puffed slightly, clearly unconvinced, but he stayed by her side anyway.

Deuce clenched his jaw. That monster had nearly wiped him and Ace out with a single blow. The thought of what it could do to [Name] who, despite her confidence and power, still had a body that could break made his chest tighten. Ace sighed, eyes flicking down. He and Deuce exchanged a glance, then looked at Grim. The cat blinked up at them. then shot all three of them a look of pure betrayal.

Grim sprinted into the cave, stumbling as he shouted, "O-oy! Beasty! Over h-here!" The plan was simple to lure the monster out into the open where they'd have a better chance. If it stayed trapped in the narrow tunnels, the group wouldn't stand a chance.

Hidden in the shadows near the entrance, [Name] watched with arms crossed and one brow arched. Grim, despite his complaints, was faster than the rest of them. Smaller too. The perfect distraction.

Grrraaawrrr! BEGOOOONE!

The monster's roar rumbled through the cavern. [Name] exhaled through her nose, relieved to see the towering creature take the bait and charge after Grim. A smirk tugged at her lips as she extended her arm and yanked the puffed-up feline backward by the scruff.

"That's far enough, Good Job Grim" Grim squeaked in protest as he was lifted onto [Name]'s shoulder, gripping her tightly just as the monster rounded the corner. Its hulking form paused, eyes or what passed for them narrowing on the group.

Grr? There—Thief too... Won't give. Mine. MINE

It charged forward "Pyah! That punch looks like a knockout if it lands!" Grim cried, clinging to [Name]'s jacket. The tug nearly made her stumble, but she caught herself effortlessly. Despite the growing danger, [Name] remained calm unnervingly so. Her e/c eyes gleamed with determination as she spun out of the way of the monster's strike

"Get it away from the tunnel," she ordered Deuce and Ace as she broke into a sprint. Grim was close to falling to the ground before he descended slowly onto the floor the cat's eyes snapping over to [Name] who was dodging the monster and trying to find a way to get past it "Go away! Go away!" it howled, trying and failing to hit her. The faceless creature stumbled backward, further from the cave, just as they'd planned.

Then, with a shimmer her eyes darted behind the monster a small tiwnkle before she grinned "Quick, Ace! Grim! DISTRACT IT" she shouted from above. Ace grinned and pointed the crystalline tip of his magic pen at the monster. "I got this! Let's go Extra Large Tempest!" A swirling gust blasted forth from his spell, buffeting the creature.

"And the Great Grim's Fire Special!" Grim added, spitting blue flames right behind it. The two attacks collided, and a roar of agony erupted from the monster. The wind fanned the flames, turning Grim's fire into an inferno. The glassy dome on the monster's head began to boil from within, trapping it in a curtain of blue and red fire.

Ace beamed. "How's that? I can even turn Grim's shoddy flames into a masterpiece."They're not shoddy!" Grim growled, glaring. "Ugh, every word out of your mouth pisses me off!" [Name] chuckled, not bothering to add to the bickering. Instead, she turned her focus to the Deuce. Deuce nodded at her silently.

His eyes were closed, trying to remain centered calm. If he let his nerves take over now, he'd blow the spell. "Deep breath... Steady... Think heavy," he muttered to himself. Then, his eyes snapped open. He raised his magic pen and pointed skyward. "I summon... Cauldron!" With a burst of magic, an enormous cauldron dropped from the air and slammed onto the monster, pinning it to the ground.

"Got it!" Grim cheered, bounding over to inspect their victory. "Hey, look! It's as flat as a pancake just like Ace earlier!" "You don't have to bring that up again!" Ace groaned, his shoulders slumping. "Today's been great for my ego."

Before either could say more, [Name] was suddenly engulfed in a swirl of pink flame rising from the ground. The trio stepped back instinctively, eyes wide as she vanished in a flash of magenta fire, leaving behind only faint embers and silence.

Inside the tunnel, [Name] reappeared in a flicker of the same flame. Her violet eyes scanned the glimmering cave walls, reflecting faint purples and silvers from countless embedded crystals. Most were dim useless.

"Where is it...?" she muttered, tossing aside dull shards without a second thought. They shattered with sharp cracks as they hit the stone floor. Then she saw it.

Her eyes widened, lips parting slightly in breathless awe. There, nestled deep within the wall, was the crystal they had come for. It pulsed softly, its glow pulsing, waiting.

Y/n dashed over as she chipped the other weakly solidified rocks away and pulled out the desired object into her hands. The gem was fairly light in her hands as she stared with sparkly eyes at the beautiful swirl of colors of green and red inside the blue crystal. she sighed before turning around and to tun out of the cave to get back to the group.

In another swirl of magenta fire [Name] returned to the clearing where her friends still lingered near the collapsed creature. The air was calm for now, thick with the acrid scent of scorched fur and iron, and for a fleeting moment, it almost looked like peace. Grim turned first, his nose twitching as the magic tickled the air.

"OH SEVENS WHAT THE FUCK" Ace choked out as his eyes landed on [Name], who stood tall in the clearing, the glowing crystal clutched securely in her hand but whatever awe or relief they might have felt was shattered by a sudden, guttural snarl. The monster, barely clinging to life beneath the cauldrons, stirred with wild fury, its eye glowing as it caught sight of the crystal now in [Name]'s possession.

That is ̵̻̃M̵̞̽I̴̙̓I̶̗̐Ï̸̬I̶͖͘I̴̬̚Ị̴̒I̸͇͐Î̴͈I̷̺͘I̶̎͜I̴͙̚Ḯ̵͍I̴̠̐I̶̯̐Ì̴͍I̷̭̅I̶̠̅I̵͖̿I̶̹͂Ï̴͖İ̷̪Ì̸̝I̷͔̿N̷̰̍N̷̛͈Ń̵͜E̷̻̚È̷͙!̵̍

It roared, its voice warped and inhuman trembling with rage. It bucked against the heavy cauldrons that pinned it, each thrash of its massive limbs shaking the ground beneath their feet.

Without thinking, [Name] dashed forward, closing the gap between her and the others in seconds. "It's after the crystal," she said quickly, her voice steady despite the urgency in her step. "Oi, Deuce! Throw more stuff on it!" Grim shouted, panic clear in his voice as he fired another blast of flames at the struggling beast.

"Eeeh—something heavy?!" Deuce fumbled, clutching his magic pen tightly as his brain scrambled for a solution. "C-Come forth! Cauldron!" There was a flash, and another heavy cauldron dropped down from above with a dull thunk, adding to the pile.

[Name] blinked once her face blank. "Seriously? Again with the cauldrons?" Deuce, clearly stressed, shot back, "Shut up! I'm out of ideas!" "Do you only know how to summon cauldrons?" Ace grumbled annoyed.

Deuce ignored him, summoning yet another cauldron with a flick of his wrist, sweat now forming along his brow. The monster writhed again, groaning under the mounting weight but still not defeated. It was becoming painfully clear that brute force alone might not be enough to stop it. "We got the crystal! Let's skedaddle!" Grim cried, hopping on one foot and waving wildly.

"Roger!" Ace called, and just like that, the four of them turned and ran into the trees, the sound of the monster's fury echoing behind them with every frantic step. But they hadn't gone far when [Name] slowed to a halt and turned, violet eyes narrowing as she sensed something off. "Guys..." she called, voice low.

Deuce stopped beside her, eyes widening in disbelief as he followed her gaze. "You've got to be kidding." Behind them, the monster burned, limping, and clearly on the verge of collapse was still giving chase, its gnarled body moving with desperate purpose.

"It's following the crystal," [Name] murmured, gripping it more tightly. "Ughhh... Give it back!" the beast snarled, its pace staggering but persistent. "It's catching up!" Deuce warned. "But it's slowed down... maybe we can end this here."

[Name] glanced at him, then back at the creature. Her jaw tightened, and after a moment's pause, she nodded once. Ace groaned loudly. "Fine! Let's end this don't expect me to do all the work, though!" "You too, Ace!" Deuce shouted as they braced themselves.

"I'll show you my true power!" Grim howled, flames igniting at his feet as he crouched into a battle stance. [Name] grinned wickedly, her voice velvet-smooth and gleaming with delight. "Now that's more like it." Grim and Ace opened fire again, sending a rolling wave of flames forward.

[Name] let the power surge through her arms, as she raised her hands summoning projectiles. Deuce didn't waste the moment. With one final cry, he summoned yet another cauldron maybe his sixth by now and let it crash onto the monster's head with finality. With a long, drawn-out groan, the monster gasped and finally crumbled into ash beneath the weight of their combined power.

There was a moment of stunned silence, broken only by the sound of their panting breaths. [Name] exhaled slowly, wiping a hand across her brow as she surveyed the damage. "We... we actually won," Grim said, his voice small with disbelief.

Deuce and Ace let out matching cries of relief, both raising their arms. [Name] simply smirked, folding her arms as she watched them. "Victory high five?" Grim immediately held up his paw. "You know it!" She gave him a high five with a small shake of her head. "You three are bonding now, huh?"

Immediately, chaos erupted. "Wh-what?! No we're not!" Deuce stammered, cheeks burning. "Y-yeah, don't say weird stuff like that!" Ace snapped, crossing his arms. "It's not like we worked together or anything!" Grim huffed.

[Name] gave him a long, blank stare. "Little boss, really?" The awkward silence that followed was broken by Ace muttering, "Okay... fine. We did kind of work together. Your plan with the crystal actually worked." Deuce nodded more earnestly. "We would've been expelled without you. You kept your cool the entire time."

"Please," [Name] said, tossing her hair. "If we failed, I'd just haunt Crowley out of spite." "Wha-seriously?!" Deuce looked mildly alarmed, but Ace just laughed. "Let's just get back," he said with a groan. "I'm hungry and tired and emotionally wrecked." Grim's stomach rumbled audibly. "I'm starving..."

He took a step forward and nearly tripped over something small and black. Curious, he bent down, sniffing it. "What's this?" he asked, prodding it with a claw. "Looks like a crystal?" Deuce offered.

Grim sniffed again. "Smells sweet... like candy..." "No way..." Ace said slowly before they could stop him, Grim popped it into his mouth and his eyes lit up. "It's... DELICIOUS!!" "WHAT?!" everyone screamed in unison. "Rich! Aromatic! Like a thousand flowers and chocolate and dreams exploded in my mouth!" Ace made a gagging sound. "I knew monsters had awful taste." [Name] smacked the back of his head. "Be nice. He's enjoying himself." Grim wiggled with joy. "Gahahaha! Let's go show the headmaster the crystal!"

[Name] gave a small nod. "Sounds good." Ace hesitated, then pointed accusingly. "Wait a minute can we please talk about the fact that she vanished in fire earlier?! Like poof! Gone! That's not normal! Hindi ko alam kung saan sya ng galing!" Deuce blinked slowly at Ace "What the fuck are you saying..." "SHUT UP, JUICE!" "IT'S DEUCE!!" "Oh Grim" [Name] muttered, already walking away.

*PLAYS THE NATIONAL ANTHEM CAUSE I ALWAYS BELIVE IN PINOY ACE*

Crowley stood before the Mirror Chamber, his eyes wide with astonishment as he addressed the group. "Pardon?! You're telling me you actually went to the Dwarfs' Mine in search of a magestone?" The group nodded in unison, prompting Crowley to purse his lips in disbelief. "I didn't expect that you'd seriously do it. And never in my wildest imaginings did I think you would actually return with a magestone!" He sighed deeply, the weight of the situation settling upon him.

Glancing away from the group, Crowley muttered to himself, "And here I spent all evening preparing your expulsion documents." Grim was quick to respond, his voice rising in indignation. "Are you serious?! While we were fighting some crazy monster for you, you were expelling us?!" Crowley blinked in surprise as [Name] tensed up beside him.

Though the word wasn't directed at her, she despised the term "monster" with a passion. Crowley turned his gaze to the cat, confusion evident in his expression. "Monster...?" Ace nodded his head vigorously. "Yeah. There was a monster, all right. A big, nasty one. It nearly killed us!" Crowley motioned for them to follow him, his tone serious. "Would you kindly relate this story in full?"

After the explanation, Crowley hummed thoughtfully, tapping his chin as if deep in thought. "A mysterious monster living in the coal mine... The five of you worked together to defeat it and bring back a magestone?" he summarized.

"We didn't really work together..." Ace admitted, scratching the back of his head and looking away. "It was more like... our goals just happened to line up," Deuce added with an awkward shrug. [Name] stared flatly at the group, deadpanning like they were complete idiots.

Even with all the evidence, they were still denying they had worked as a team. Without warning, Crowley burst into dramatic sobbing, his gloved hands covering his masked face as he began wailing like an opera singer. [Name] flinched in surprise, blinking rapidly in shock, completely thrown off by the sudden emotional outburst. Everyone froze, unsure of how to respond. It was such a bizarre sight that it felt like watching a horror movie in slow motion you just couldn't look away.

"What's with this guy? Why is an adult crying like that?!" Grim asked, voice laced with confusion. "Adults can cry whenever they want... but yeah, he just- whoa" [Name] muttered.

"In all my years as headmaster... To think the day would come when Night Raven College students would join forces to defeat a common enemy!" Crowley cried dramatically. "What!? I didn't hold this guy's hand!" Deuce objected, clearly horrified. [Name] shot him a sideways look, struggling not to laugh, while Ace added with a grimace, "I would never do that. Gross. But seriously, Headmaster... how old are you?" It was a fair question, one Crowley completely avoided.

Crowley straightened up, clearing his throat. "I am overwhelmed with emotion," he said. "This incident confirms it." He turned to [Name], eyes gleaming. "[Name] You, without a doubt, have talent as a beast tamer!" She blinked at him, then tilted her head with a deadpan stare.

Crowley pressed on with a wide grin. "Normal students at Night Raven College are budding wizards, summoned by the Dark Mirror. But most are arrogant, self-centered, and have no desire to work with others. That's what makes your situation so unique!" Grim gave him a dry look.

"You're really not saying anything flattering." Crowley turned back to [Name] with the same teacherly gleam in his eye. "You can use magic your a child of the Evil Queens tenacity! you're capable of guiding others and getting them to cooperate." Ace and Deuce eyes widened snapping their heads to [Name] now understanding why Crowley threatened them if she got hurt.

Yet they way you tensed at how Crowley already blew her cover as she balled her fist wasn't he the one trying to keep her being a girl, and a child of great seven under covers? trying to wave her off so why was she now being praised for something.

"Perhaps this mediocre dichotomy is exactly what this school needs right now!" Crowley exclaimed, clearly pleased with himself. "He's still not saying anything nice," Ace muttered. "I have no doubt that your combined existences are essential to the future of this academy. So says my educator's intuition. Trappola. Spade. I hereby rescind your expulsions and [Name] with your skills I shall let you partake in more elective classes with second and third years!" The group gasped in unison.

Crowley glanced at Ace and Deuce like he was covering for something. "Yes... And that's because I am exceedingly gracious. Grim." He turned to Grim "You've shown talent. So I shall allow the two of you to enroll beside [Name] Queen" "I... I can go to this academy too?" Grim asked, voice trembling.

[Name] looked down at him, smiling warmly as he clutched her pants. She bent down and gently picked him up, holding him against her. "Yes. But only if you promise never to let something like yesterday happen again. Got it?" Grim's eyes sparkled with tears.

"Fffgnaaa... We-we can-!" Grim raised his paw in triumph, absolutely thrilled. "Well then, I shall bestow upon you the symbol of student status at Night Raven College a magestone," Crowley declared. With a flash of magic, a collar appeared around Grim's neck, a brilliant purple gem embedded in it. "Huh? A magic crystal?" Grim echoed, eyes wide. "Most students have theirs in the form of a pen," Crowley explained. "But you wouldn't be able to grip one, would you? It's a special custom. Aaaah, I'm so attentive to detail! Aren't I generous?" Grim was too enamored with his new accessory to respond.

"He's not listening at all," Crowley sighed, then turned to [Name]. "Grim isn't accustomed to human society. You'll need to guide him and keep him out of trouble." [Name] shrugged. "Aha! Look at you," Ace teased. "School's just started and [Name]'s already got a supervisor role but also is apart of the second and third years classes." Deuce nodded in agreement.

"Makes sense!" Then his eyes widened. "Wait- if [Name] is supervising Grim... that makes her a prefect." Ace snorted. "Pffft. Isn't that unheard of? A prefect of a separate dorm, especially one the duaghter of a-" "[Name] shot him a dark look. "Is there a problem with that?" she asked sweetly. Ace stiffened. "Nope. No problem. Prefect is cool."

Crowley clapped his hands. "I have a task for you. And having a title makes it convenient wonderful!" He handed [Name] an old-fashioned camera, causing her to stumble slightly as she caught it. "Prefect. I entrust this to you. It's nicknamed the 'Ghost Camera.'" "Ghost?" she repeated, tilting her head curiously.

"I've heard of that!" Ace said. "My grandma told me about it. Isn't it a super old magic tool?" "It is not 'super old'..." Crowley said with a twitch. [Name] snickered, amused by how defensive he sounded. "True, it may have been invented in your great-great-grandmother's time but it's powerful," he continued. "There's a special spell on it. It captures not just appearances, but pieces of the soul. It's called 'Memory: A Fragment of Remembrance.' Depending on the relationship between photographer and subject, the photo may act like a moving video or even bring the situation to life."

[Name] raised an eyebrow. "So the memory jumps... out?" "Exactly. That's why it's called a 'Ghost Camera.' In the past, people would scream 'ghost!' when the memory manifested. They were terrified," Crowley chuckled. "A camera made to scare people..." Ace muttered. "Supervisor," Crowley said, "please capture memories of Grim and the other students. Photos to mark your time here and to report misconduct."

She examined the device in her hands, rectangular, with a sleek matte cream top and leather-like brown bottom. A shiny lens sat near the bottom, surrounded by ornate metalwork. The two circular accents above gave it an almost cartoonish "face." It felt vintage, stylish... like it had a story something that told so much reminding her of the story book of legends.

"To give such a rare item to a non-wizard... Am I not the most gracious headmage?" Crowley gushed. "So I'm basically the school's yearbook photographer," [Name] muttered, then blinked. "Hey- can I eat this?" "Don't eat it!" Crowley yelped. He checked the time. "It's late. We'll continue this tomorrow. Return to your dorms." "Pardon our intrusion," Deuce said as the group began to shuffle out. But just as [Name] turned to follow them, Crowley called out, "Wait [Name], stay behind."

Once the duo were gone, she stood in front of him, Grim still clinging to her. Crowley glanced between them and leaned in, lowering his voice. "Are you hurt in any way or form" "Not really." He handed her a folder. "This is for the staff. As you are a child of seven we have to make sure you have some more safety measures for " he hesitated, "someone like you-" "Someone like me?" she arched a brow. "You know what? Just take it," he muttered. Grim groaned. "Oi, Henchman! I want tuna!"" [Name] nudged him with her foot, chuckling as she flipped through the folder.

"Enjoy", Crowley grinned offering a tight smile. "Aren't I just the kindest headmage?" They stared at each other in silence for a long moment. "Anyway," he added with a sigh, "You'll speak with the staff later about your situation. Just don't cause trouble." [Name] nodded her head "as she turned and strolled out of the room into the hallway.

[Name] crossed her arms, staring at the two boys with a raised brow. "Uhmmm... why are you still here?" Deuce shrugged, looking sheepish. "We wanted to say thanks. I mean... phew. We barely dodged expulsion. That was way too close." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Also... because of what the Headmage said of being a daughter of seven" [Name] looked away, Deuce nodded his head knowing she wasn't able to open up yet.

"Yeah, no kidding!" Ace added, exhaling sharply. Meanwhile, Grim was spinning in circles like a kid who just ate an entire candy shop. "La la la la la! I'm a student at Night Raven College! La la la! I'm gonna be the top mage on campus in no time. Eat my dust, losers!" Ace smirked. "Big words for a sentient lint ball who's technically only half a student." He glanced up at [Name], his smug expression softening just slightly. "Still... good for you."

Deuce crossed his arms with a small smile. "Guess we're schoolmates now Grim [Name] Welcome to Night Raven... even though uhm you probably already were going here name-" He looked at her with more sincerity this time. "But The way you stood your ground against that monster, even without magic... that took serious guts." He let out a breath, almost like he'd been holding it in. "Steel nerves like that? You'll be fine even at a place like this."

Ace raised an eyebrow and jabbed a thumb at Deuce. "Hey, what's with you talking like some street punk sometimes?" Deuce blinked, caught off guard. "Huh?! I-I don't! I talk totally normal." Ace rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Let's just head back to the dorm. We just got out of almost being expelled. Last thing we need now is a curfew violation."

Deuce gave a quiet sigh before nodding and glancing back over at [Name] and Grim. "We're from Heartslabyul House, by the way. What dorm are you two in?" Grim frowned and looked at the floor. "It's been abandoned for years... We've started calling it Ramshackle House. Whole place is crawling with ghosts. Yeesh."

[Name] glanced at Grim, then back at the boys with a half-smile. "We're still workshopping the name. But yeah. For now... Ramshackle sticks." Grim blinked and looked up as [Name] smirked down at him. Ace shrugged. "Hey, count your blessings. I'd take ghosts over having to see this guy's smug, self-important scowl every morning."

Deuce scoffed. "Better than your lazy, dopey grin." Ace shot back immediately, "Keep bawling, crybaby. I still haven't forgotten how you nearly cried when he said you were expelled." He turned toward [Name] and gave her a cheeky salute. "Catch ya later, [Name]! Oh- and maybe next time you can explain more about being the daughter of the Seven."

Their footsteps echoed down the hall as they disappeared around the corner. [Name] exhaled slowly, her lips pressing into a faint smirk. "...That was weird," she muttered. Grim furrowed his brow, watching the direction they'd vanished. "Those two? Totally made for each other. Maybe they bond through arguing or something." Then he looked up at her, tail flicking. "Anyway, [Name], let's head back to the dorm! Tomorrow, we wake up as students!"

She rolled her eyes fondly and picked him up without a word. As they walked, Grim clutched the gem on his new collar, grinning from ear to ear "I already wake up as a student here" Grim put his paw on her face . "Finally, finally... My glorious education as a proper Night Raven College student is about to begin!"

[Name] chuckled under her breath, her e/c eyes eyes glinting with mischief. "And so is the chaos we're gonna cause." Grim blinked, then rubbed his tiny paws together like a villain in training. "We get all the tuna!" [Name] let out a genuine laugh, carrying him as they made their way through the dark corridors back to the dusty, haunted dorm they now called home.

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Dictionary !!

Features!!Physical AppearancesS/C: Skin ColourH/C: Hair ColourH/L: Hair LengthE/C: Eye Colour

Other/TWST Other things that could be mentioned in chapter

Mage Stone: Magestones operate indiscriminately; they are used as everyday household appliance that anyone could use if they know how to operate the device to begin with.

Ace Trappola: A quick learner with an upbeat personality and a mischievous streak. Since he and are both freshmen in the same class, they regard one another with amicable antagonism.

Deuce Spade: An earnest young man who enrolled at Night Raven College with the singular aim of becoming a respectable mage.

Grim: A monster who aspires to be a great mage. He will eat anything and everything, and his tendency to get carried away often gets him and the main character into trouble.

Phrases/Sayings/Refrences/QuotesEver after High dictionary/Rooms/ etc. from the show/or game!!

Teleportation: In the show Raven queen is able to possess teleportation, where she teleports to one place with another with a magenta, and purple flame that surrounds her .

Hindi ko alam kung saan sya ng galing: Okay I wanted to add this cause I always headcannoned ace as pinoy THE FILIPINO FANS AND I ARE HOLDING EACHOTHER OKAY! but what it translates too is "she came out of nowhere!" the best way I can it

Oh my Grim: A phrase used when surprised or used to emphasize how surprised, angry, shocked, etc.

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anim-ttrpgs · 3 months ago

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The whole "better to embrace the vore" thing got me thinking, Since vampires don't need to breathe, in a Mixed Monster Group featuring someone else like a Gorgon, could they technically be used for endosoma representation? not sure if representation is the right word, but you get the meaning. could lead to a Medusa spitting out a backup combatant. or hiding their vampire friend from others.

(I had to look up with “endosoma” means.)

Well, maybe. Vampires don’t need to breathe that’s true, but a gorgon’s stomach is not a place they probably would want to be anyway, what with the stomach acid and stuff. Sure, they’d probably regenerate faster than the acid could wear them down, but that doesn’t mean it wouldn’t sting painfully the whole time. Hypothetically maybe, like, a full-body scuba suit (plus oxygen tank if the subject isn’t a vampire) might make it so that surviving in a gorgon’s stomach is 1 degree less horrible but that’s still a crazy plan. Good luck convincing anyone to go through with it. (But it’s any party of investigators does pull this off somehow, let us know.)

That’s assuming this is a gorgon with a “regular” stomach, though. If it’s a aqua regia gorgon, well, vampire or not anyone she swallows is going to dissolve in minutes.

This also reminds me that recently one of our team members proposed a way to “get rid of” a vampire that I’m a little afraid to say would actually “work” really well.

Vampires don’t have any real superhuman power and basically can’t do any damage when they are manifested as a small bat, and vampires can only manifest as something larger than their current manifestation if there is enough open space for it. A vampire with a sufficiently tiny bat manifestation could be grabbed put in someone’s mouth, and swallowed “alive” by even an adult mundane character. The vampire would be unable to do basically anything about this once grabbed and would be helplessly stuck there in the dark, forever, unable to escape or be digested to death and remanifest elsewhere. As long as the mundane character could put up with the tickling.

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dioslesbianwife · 2 months ago

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Can I request the jofoes with a partner who is best friends with the actual devil like she met the devil when she accidentally summed him when she was a child and normally it whoud cost a human there soul to summon him but she was unharmed and the devil was like I like this human.

Like demons crawling out of shadows to give her a gift and helping her with life and has the whole of hell helping her is she wants.

How would they react to her like having a picknick with a man in a suit and her saying this in my best friend he wanted to meet you and finding out it's the actual devil 😈

sure, i hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting-

Dio Brando

At first, he’s offended. How dare some other supernatural being be more powerful than him in his own partner’s life?

But when he learns the devil is actually fond of you and respects you? Oh, he’s intrigued.

Sees you having a casual tea party with a sharply dressed, charming demon and it messes him up.

Secretly competitive with the devil but will act unbothered.

“Hmph. You summon him, but you chose me. Remember that.”

Once he realizes Hell has your back, he’s all for it. Uses your connection for intimidation.

“You want to cross her? Even Satan won’t touch her without permission.”

Gets into power couple mode fast. You rule the earth, the devil rules the underworld, and Dio rules your heart.

Kars

Genuinely confused. You summoned a god-tier being as a child and lived?

Quietly impressed but analyzing you constantly after that picnic.

“This…devil favors you… I need to study you more.”

Not necessarily jealous, but fascinated in a scientist-meets-warlord way.

Starts seeing you as a divine anomaly, maybe even a key to his perfection.

Tries not to show it, but he lowkey wants to ask your bestie for help achieving true immortality.

Surprisingly respectful of your bond, even if it makes him uneasy. “Even Hell respects you, perhaps I should do the same.”

Yoshikage Kira

PANIC. You had a picnic with a man who looked too polished, too quiet, and then he SMILED at Kira and Kira knew.

Absolutely paranoid. Thinks the devil can smell his crimes.

“Dear… why… is he always watching me?”

Doesn’t want to say anything bad about your friendship because the last time he muttered “demon,” a shadow tried to trip him down the stairs.

Terrified of the gifts you get from Hell.

Still stays with you because he genuinely loves you, but man is constantly anxious.

May start wearing a rosary.

Diavolo

Feels threatened. He was supposed to be the secretive, untouchable “devil” in your life.

“Why are you associating with something so… dangerous?”

But he gets the appeal. Secretly respects your power.

He has King Crimson, you have literal Hell. Mutual fear. Mutual love.

Will never confront your best friend, but does send Doppio in his place.

Starts praying more. Probably ironically. “If Hell protects her… then I must never betray her.”

Eventually adapts to it, diabolical power attracts diabolical power.

Doppio

“A picnic with… who?”

You explain, and his eye twitches. “The devil? Like THE devil??”

He thinks you’re joking until he sees the man with pitch-black eyes and a smile that makes the birds stop singing.

Tries to act polite but visibly sweating.

“...”

Actually bonds with your bestie after a while, since the devil finds his sincerity amusing.

Protective of you still, but defers to your bestie’s terrifying power.

If anyone insults you: “You better apologize! You don’t know who she has on speed dial!”

Enrico Pucci

SO conflicted.

“You… are beloved by Lucifer?”

At first, he’s cold, disturbed, trying to pray it away, but then realizes you're untouched. Blessed, even.

Becomes obsessed with the idea that you are a chosen figure of divine balance.

You’re proof that good and evil can coexist in a divine plan.

Actually starts treating your friendship with the devil as sacred.

Lowkey develops a theological crush on you.

May try to convert Satan. Just once. Or twice.

Funny Valentine

Keeps his cool, but he’s making several backup plans.

“You’re close with the devil…”

Immediately calls a meeting.

But when he sees how much the devil adores you enough to leave you human, happy, and safe, he's shaken.

“The devil himself attends your picnics, and I must ask his permission to date you?”

Plays the diplomacy game hard. Very polite to your best friend.

Also considers looking for alternate universe devils if things go south. Just in case.

“Darling… just make sure he knows I respect you. Deeply.”

Diego Brando

Immediately pissed. Another alpha in the room.

“What kind of Stand user dresses like that and commands demons?”

It takes you weeks to get him to stop fighting with your best friend.

Your bestie just laughs when Diego tries to intimidate him, which drives Diego insane.

“Don’t touch her. Don’t talk to her. Don’t LOOK at her.”

Eventually sees the devil as competition, and it evolves into a grudging respect.

Will never like your friendship, but tolerates it for you.

“He might rule Hell, but I’m the one holding your hand.”

Tooru

Stares at the man in the suit, smiling beside you, sipping tea under a parasol.

And then his eyes narrow. “...The hell?”

At first, he pretends he’s okay with it. Smiling. Charming. “What a unique friendship you have.”

But inside, he’s calculating every possible scenario of betrayal.

Ends up being weirdly cordial to the devil. They sit in silence watching reruns on TV.

Your best friend warns him once, and once only. “She is mine to protect.”

And Tooru goes still. “Understood.”

Still smug, still confident, but a little more respectful when you say you’re going out to brunch… with Satan.

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seafoamreadings · 10 months ago

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week of september 1st, 2024

these are written predominantly for the *rising* signs but they are also intuitively "channeled" enough that they should work for any dominant energy you have! (try your sun if you don't know rising, or more advanced readers can try moon, anywhere you have a stellium, etc and see what works best for you!)

aries: this is not a week of small transits. while grounding is typically not the name of your personal game, you might want to give it a serious try this week just so you don't get too frazzled in the momentous shifts occurring.

taurus: the vibes are earthy and mostly quite solid although change is still auspicious. it is good to be strong and grounded without being brittle, inflexible, or completely immutable. your sign is well known for stubbornness but at this time, avoid it as well as you can.

gemini: if you need to move to a new home, shake things up in your current household, or unearth some old family secrets, this is the time to do it. conversations around home and hearth and ancestry are favored this week, thanks to the new moon in virgo. on the other hand such a new moon is always useful for just getting your life together if that's where you're at.

cancerians: this week has a new moon (in virgo) which is always a whole thing for you - clean slate, do whatever you need to do! writing is super auspicious too! and also mars moves into cancer. other things happen too of course, but these are the things that will reinvigorate you and get you going where you want to go.

leo: your priorities this week should focus around your subconscious and your resources - money, time, energy, whatever. in fact, consider all the ways in which your subconscious *is* a resource. if it doesn't feel like one, it needs some cleaning out, so do your shadow work while you spreadsheet your budget or whatever other resource maintenance you mean to do.

virgo: this tensely mutable energy features a prominent new moon in your sign. broadly this should be fairly comfortable for you, and yet you may feel an itching, urgent pressure to work for a development. it may be better to sit still, focus on your plans, backup plans, and flow charts and see what unfolds for now. leave room for flexibility and spontaneity in all that planning. don't set anything in stone.

libra: the new moon may hatch a new dream in your psyche, but it's likely so deeply ingrained you can't see it clearly yet. let it gestate. meanwhile you have some strong nodal activity occurring. fate lines are more visible than ever; you see where you come from and where you are going. embrace your destiny, whatever it is, and leave a little room to make your own choices about it.

scorpio: there is a certain social and friendly tone about the week and yet a lot of murky intensity along with it. this is a time to build trust, and yet not to exercise it naively or wildly. let it be earned.

sagittarius: probably this week proceeds relatively smoothly for you but there will later in the week be a sun-saturn opposition. this need not cause any serious turmoil but it could reflect some frustrations in your life where you feel stuck, or in a tug of war between one part of your life and another. meanwhile, all week, excessive spending is definitely not advised.

capricorn: the big highlight of the week is pluto back into your sign for the last time in a couple hundred years. the lord of the underworld hangs out in the farthest reaches of your sign for just a couple of months. use this period to clean up the vibes you want going into the pluto in aquarius era.

aquarius: sometimes, like probably right now, it feels like your hard work has paid off only it setbacks, or having to go back to fix things. the blast from the past taking place is not necessarily pleasant, but isn't it always good to have a second chance to make sure things in the future go just how you want them to?

pisces: tension you can practically touch permeates the air, or whatever subtle plane you are experiencing now. but this tension is highly productive, provided you don't shy away from it too much.

#horoscopes #horoscope #weekly horoscopes #weekly horoscope #astrology #signs #zodiac #aries #taurus #gemini #cancer #leo #virgo #libra #scorpio #sagittarius #capricorn #aquarius #pisces

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jellycreamjammedart · 2 months ago

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How would Cassie react to becoming a dough toy like Doey?

I think it would depend on the circumstances that would lead and cause that to happen.

It's not an 'official' scenario but I for once have thought up of a setting this could happen branching off the AU:

The Doctor manages to take Bobby BearHug (AKA the youngest toy in Safe Haven, so kind of like everyone's little baby sister there,) as means to 'break' Doey (though it would affect pretty much all of Safe Haven too,) and takes her to the old section of the factory where the Doey dough used to be made, and I'm sure he would be able to reactivate that section again as an 'edge' to his actions- the same section where Jack had his incident.

Of course Doey would be on his way to save one of his little ones, through any vents, pipes and cracks he can slide through. But a lot of the Doctor's nitrogen traps would be set as well, meaning Doey could get close but probably not close enough. However, there's a part of this equation The Doctor didn't even know existed, and that's Cassie.

Normally Cassie listens to Doey majority of the time when he tells her not to go to 'X' or not to do 'Y', as he's been living in the factory for ages and certainly knows better when it comes to the factory than her. He certainly would've told her to stay in safe Haven and keep her anonymity from The Doctor, that he would be back with Bobby. Thing is, Cassie has also gotten attached to these toys kids including Bobby, and after losing many people in her life prior to this such as Roxy, sitting back with the possibility of Bobby being lost as well looming over her head would be something she simply couldn't do. She feels like she didn't do/act enough in the ruined PizzaPlex and that led to her falling for 'Gregory' and rippling off whatever remained of her friends there- and she would be simply unable to let herself have a repeat of something like that.

Cassie wouldn't just dive into it though of course, she'd be of little to no help like that, so she definitely would be on her full gear and be as prepared as she could make herself be- Doey sure would've told her about The Doctor and how dangerous he is, and she wouldn't take his warnings so lightly.

Where The Doctor placed and how he set his traps were meant for Doey not Cassie, so she likely would've been able to reach the dough factory before Doey, not to mention she would have her adapted VANNI mask, meaning none of his automatons nor the cameras would've even seen her coming.

Now you know why The Doctor only has his automatons in that little domain area of his: because Cassie moped the floor with the others outside it lmao. you dont mess with Bobby smh

The Doctor having his automatons destroyed and none even being able to see what's taking them down can only assume that somehow Doey actually surpassed his meticulously-placed traps and was using his shifting to stay hidden, so he calls for Yarnaby as backup. He's pretty ready to abandon his initial plan by now since things aren't going as planned. But then notices Doey just getting into the area a little worse for wear because of all the nitrogen traps he struggled through and managing to gather Bobby because The Doctor was far too distracted by the unseen 'Doey' threat to have killed her like he had intended to do as means to get to Doey.

But if Doey is right there with Bobby... then what's shattering his other automatons like glass??? But he'd rather keep whatever automaton(s) he still has left and retreat, whatever threat that has been striking him is now Yarnaby's problem and if Yarnaby fails... he still has Baba Chops serving him. who knew this guy is a huge piece of shit what a shocker /s

Doey would make it over to Cassie around the same time as Yarnaby, but unlike The Doctor, Yarnaby can see her just like Doey can, which results in Yarnaby initiating an altercation with her. There wasn't even any fight though-- the thing is, the dough factory has now been abandoned for ages and those rusty catwalks are now even less safe than they were back in Christmas 1993, and the bits of action that's been happening on them today was only so much those old bridges could take.

A part of the catwalk gives out under Cassie and her gear's weight and she falls through into one of the vats of molten dough below (specifically a vat of red dough, as I imagine each of Doey's four colors were fabricated separately, and it would explain Dassie being predominantly red unlike Doey.)

Doey and Bobby are horrified while Yarnaby backs off and retreats feeling the unstable ground under his paws. And still, Cassie refuses to go out without a fight and manages to break out through the old vat with her gear, allowing her (and a LOT of molten red dough) to slide out... but she's basically engulfed in dough and likely drowned some of it in too, and certainly has gotten a lot of wounds and injuries from the machinery, all of it full of and covered in dough. AKA, this girl needs serious medical help yesterday and even the Medic Boogie Bot might not have the necessary resources.

Seeing the severity of the situation and the unwillingness to give up on Cassie just like she's refused giving up on them, Doey and the Medic resort to the poppy flower gel thing. It's usually a last LAST resort to help their more gravely hurt and sick toys despite its usage in Playtime's experiments in the past. But it's shown to be benign when used to help heal and cure their fellow toys when it was beyond the Medic.

... but Cassie was still human, not a toy.

The result was Cassie getting healed... but also turning into a doughgirl. And that's 'Dassie'.

Now actually ANSWERING your ask lmao.

Under this scenario at least, I imagine Dassie would be having that 'adjustment period' where she'd be questioning why this happened and what she could've done differently and if she ever would see her dad again and if she did would he even recognize her or see her as still his kid?

But after that period, I think she'd take it... surprisingly better than most toys.

Because unlike her, all other toys' experiments involved a lot of torture and abuse from Playtime Co. employees as well as the Doctor, Dassie was a result of medical need with no experiment or abuse involved- besides she would 100% have died otherwise. Also unlike majority of toys she remembers everything and sees herself as Dassie and Cassie being the same person (and even if she had forgotten stuff, Doey and the others would know who she is and would've remind her.)

Also, this stemmed from a choice she made, out of her intent to help save Bobby... and she can't say she regrets doing that or her motivation to do that. If she hadn't stepped up chances are The Doctor's plan would've gone as intended. This isn't to say that Doey failed, just that he has his limits and weaknesses just like everybody else, and the Doctor knew how to exploit them. He hadn't accounted for Cassie at all and that's why his plan came apart.

Sure she would have her under the weather times because it is a big change, but she would come down to the mantra of "I may not be human anymore but I'm still Cassie and I'm still a person and still me, and that's enough, right?"

She would highlight the importance is in the who rather than the what. Honestly I think that's some morale and perspective a lot of the toys in Safe Haven would gladly have around and perhaps even try to adopt all or some of it themselves. The acknowledgment that they're still people despite not being human is quite comforting and healing even. Watch as I hc that being what could've gave Doey the determination to talk back to Poppy in her plan and saying "We're not just things gone wrong, we're people."

Now just for an extra clarification: Dassie would still refer to herself and have others refer to her as Cassie because she remembers everything and who she was before and considers herself the same person. 'Dassie' is a nickname to the 'Dough Cassie' design for us to use to tell her and human Cassie apart.

#ppt #poppy playtime #doey the doughman #bobby bearhug #doctor harley sawyer #yarnaby #fnaf sb ruin #cassie #playdough and glitter au #jetecat #jellycream answers #long post

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didalexiabreakupwitholgaisback · 1 month ago

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what are some changes you'd like to see for next season that you can think of? I mean, ideally, a new coach but i doubt it'll happen

okay so a few options:

new staff: yes, a new coach is probably not going to happen, but what about new staff members? remember that when jona when to washington spirit he also took some technical staff members. if barça doesn't want to sack pere, then there's nothing that prevents them from bringing in a few new staff members to at least help with set pieces and other aspects of the game. 🤔

reinforce positions: let's focus on bolstering the areas that will need help. we need a backup for both ewa and caro. we don't have natural successors at either of those positions. that doesn't mean that we need to bring in players from outside the team necessarily, but we need to have earlier rotation in the season.

incorporation of youth: we had very little incorporation of the youngsters and rotation of them into the first team this season. we need to have a better succession plan in place and make sure we are giving opportunities to them and not just training them and setting them up to leave the club for better opportunities. 🙏

so we don't know what is happening behind closed doors. i'm very sure that irene, alexia, patri, and torre (the captains' squad) have been having conversations with the staff. and i'm certain that if pere stays, a lot will continue to be said this summer.

the players are extremely motivated and nothing fuels them more than a loss. and of course, they feel more passionate about barça than they do about spain/rfef.

#pere romeu #ewa pajor #caroline graham hansen #fcb femení #futfem #woso

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mediocrecowboyhat · 6 months ago

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Set in sand - Chapter 10

We mark the year 1934 and a peculiar journal falls into your hands. It's telling the tale of an outlaw and the downfall of a gang. Some pages are torn and others are downright unreadable, but nevertheless, you are still able to make out some parts of the tragic story.

With the help of a certain time traveler friend of yours, will you be able to safe the author of the journal or will you be the cause for his demise?

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Word count: 3148

TW: end-game spoilers will be mentioned very early on in the story, 18+ MDNI, sexual themes, violence, gore, death, misogynistic themes (anything that happens in the game as well), she/her pronouns

"Are you interested in some money?", you ask leaning your hips against the edge of the table and your arms crossed infront of your chest.

Sadie looks up from the hunting knife she's fidgeting with and raises an eyebrow in curiosity. "I'm listenin'."

"So there is this bank coach that will come from Saint Denis and will stop in Rhodes and I was thinking..." You leave the rest of the sentence unspoken and raise both eyebrows in anticipation.

The widow immediately understands what you're trying to say and her entire face lights up.

"Ya wanna rob a coach with me?" The way she voices the question makes it sound like you asked for her hand in marriage.

"Of course! I was thinking to get Karen on board as well."

Sadie nods. "That woman knows how to work a gun, alright. Do ya have a plan?"

You haven't worked out the fine details just yet, but a plan definitely exists. At first you had thought of being the distraction yourself since Sadie and Karen have more experience with shooting, but then you remembered that the driver knows you already. It was not a great first impression you had left on him either.

Sadie most likely wouldn't want to take on the role as a damsel in distress, so out of all three of you Karen is the best choice. Of course you had played with the thought of getting one of the men on board as well, but you want to try it without their help.

Thanks to the driver's much welcome cooperation back at the saloon you know almost the exact route the coach will take and how many guard will be posted. It's not a small number, but nothing overwhelming either.

They probably don't expect for people to bother looking into something that goes to such a backwater place like Rhodes. Granted, you don't anticipate to be bathing in riches after this job, but there is a faint chance that this could end up to be something huge.

Considering how rich the Grays and Braithwaites are rumored to be, this coach might very well be loaded with gold, jewels and all kinds of valuable stuff.

You recall telling Lenny that nothing about these jobs and such is a competition, but here you are, desperate to prove yourself to the others as if you're going to get a price or a medal or some shit. Unbelievable what the past few months have done to you.

One day you were going about your day to day life as a good and honest citizen and now you're finding yourself trying to outdo the other gang members by robbing a state bank. A sigh leaves your lips at that revelation.

"Sounds like a solid plan to me.", Sadie rips you out of your thoughts and you nod to yourself.

Of course she's fine with the lack of a backup plan. She's perfectly content with shooting her way out if you all manage to end up in trouble which is precisely why you want her with you.

Her unwavering confidence and unstaggering bravery is what will keep you grounded during the job. Your nerves are beginning to feel the pressure and Sadie is the sole pillar that is holding up your house of cards.

Hopefully it will get better over time. Hopefully you will get used to it some more after today and then it won't be such a struggle to keep a cool head.

Together you find Karen at her tent and explain the situation to her. As expected, she seems a tad less excited than the other woman.

"I love you. You know this.", she says directed at you. "But are you sure? Don't take this the wrong way, girl, I know you got thick skin, but I haven't seen you handle a gun yet."

"I understand and I won't be upset if you decide to stay here, but I want you to know that you can trust me. I can take care of myself just fine now. Ask Lenny.", you answer confidently.

The young man has seen you at the saloon. Even though the memory of you pulling out your Schofield is still kind of blurry in your mind, you're quite convinced that you had looked like a true outlaw when doing it.

If Karen goes to ask him about you and the events then he will answer in your favor and she knows that. That's why she's giving you that look right now. That look that tells you she's going to ride with you.

"Count me in. We'll show them men how it's done.", she exclaims with a wide smile and picks up her rifle that was tucked away under a blanket.

While the three of you get the horses ready, you go over the plan once more. Karen agreed to be the distraction and threw over a fitting outfit. Sadie and you will in the meantime join the coach from behind.

It sounds good, it sounds solid. You only hope that a fight won't break out. You've gotten a whole lot better at hitting the mark during your target practice, but you're not sure how well you will perform doing the same thing on horseback.

Quickly you shake these doubts off. It's no good to go into this with a negative attitude. This is your first job where you're taking the lead and you intend to do excellent work.

Much to your relief, the camp is quite deserted at the moment, so your departure isn't turning any heads. No one is wondering where you're going with all this suspicious amount of firearms.

"Ladies!", you call out from over your shoulder as you ride out. "How are we feeling?"

"Great!", Sadie yells and her voice really does sound like the part. It's oozing with excitement and anticipation and it fills you with confidence.

After finishing up the preparations, you had spread a map of Lemoyne on one of the tables and traced the rode the coach would take with your finger. It's not a long drive considering how close Saint Denis is, so you all agreed to stop them somewhere in the middle, away from civilization.

As you make your way to the spot, you try to clear your mind and tell yourself that it will all turn out just fine. You have two competent women by your side who you trust blindly with your life. They got your back and you got theirs.

After a while you and Sadie separate yourselves from Karen and take a left turn at an intersection. You two will wait up on a hill that oversees most of the road, so you will see the coach coming while Karen stays on the low ground.

She's somewhere hidden in the bushes and will come stumbling out to put on a show. Now you only need patience.

It doesn't take look for you to spot a carriage approaching in the distance. Judging by the single riders surrounding the vehicle, this must be your target. Sadie and you cover your faces under bandanas and wait silently.

None of you say a word to each other as the coach pulls closer and a familiar figure strolls out from between the shrubs. You watch the coach come to a halt and listen in on the conversation.

Karen is a fantastic actor. She almost has even you fooled and you're aware that it's only an act. The driver on the other hand seems less happy about the unforseen interruption and he yells.

Almost casually, you and Sadie approach the bank coach from behind and you reach into your pocket to grab the revolver. It clicks as you disable the safety and point the barrel at one of the guards.

"No one move!", you command in a stern tone. It comes to a surprise to you at how calm you sound.

You were a bit worried that your voice might betray you and you will end up sounding anything, but threatening. A sense of triumph fills your chest at that.

"Open the back of this coach or I'll blow your brains out!", Sadie roars menacingly and it sends a shiver down your spine. Every now and then you find yourself relieved that you can call this woman your friend and not your enemy.

There are four guards posted around the coach and all of them are heavily armed. Though so far it looks like none of them is planning to stir up any trouble. This is exactly what you wanted to achieve.

With Sadie and you closing in from behind, they won't only be unable to see you coming, but they also won't know how many of you there are. There is no way of telling if you're here with a small army or not.

The man she's pointing her rifle at slowly gets off the horse with both hands in the air and steadily makes his way to the back of the vehicle. You narrow your eyes as you watch him. Something doesn't sit right with you. He's taking too long.

As if you predicted it, the man suddenly turns around to face Sadie and readies his weapon. The woman is faster than him though and blows off his head without hesitation.

Blood splatters all over the walls of the coach and the shrill noise of her rifle startles not only you, but your horse too. It stands up on its back legs and you loose your balance.

With a yelp you come crashing down onto the dirt and gasp. The fall has knocked out all the air from your lungs and you're gathering all your strength to roll over and pull yourself back up on your feet.

Something roars right past you, only mere inches away from your head and you instinctively throw yourself behind the first rock. You hear Sadie and Karen yell profanities at the men and you sigh in relief. At least they're alive and well.

You dare a peek from behind the rock and spot one of the guards trying to sneak up to Sadie to catch her off-guard. Without thinking, you lift your revolver and recall Arthur's advice.

Once your lungs are empty, shoot.

You pull the trigger and the man falls down. He stays down and you force your attention somewhere else. You can feel your mind wanting to linger, wanting to contemplate your actions. A voice in the back of your head speaks up.

This is the third light now that you've extinguished.

All your senses are focused on the battle.

When will you stop?

Another shot falls from your gun and another person ends up in the dirt. Everything within you wants to go up and check if your shot was fatal or not, check if the man was alive and breathing. With all your might and willpower, you push against it and stay put.

It feels like only a few seconds have passed when the shooting comes to an end and you stand up with wobbly knees. Adrenaline is still rushing through your veins and the Schofield is trembling in your hand. You're gripping it so hard that the whites of your knuckles are showing.

Karen and Sadie also come out of their hiding spots and you all exchange looks. No one seems hurt and a great weight falls off your shoulders. This entire time your mind was racing with worry and now you have one less thing to be concerned about.

Sadie shoots the lock of the trunk open and you lift the lid. A strangled gasp escapes you as your eyes wander over the piles of cash. There must be at least a thousand dollars in here and you feel like you could sob from relief.

"I reckon this was quite a success.", Karen comments and you rub your hand over your forehead. A success indeed.

Quickly you all pick up the stacks and split it up between each other with majority of it meant for the camp funds. Sadie holds it out to you.

"You should be the one who gives it to Dutch.", she says, earning an approving hum from Karen.

A simple 'okay' is all you can manage at the moment and you stuff the money into an empty satchel you had brought. You all decide it would be better to split up and not go directly back to camp in case there were any witnesses you have failed to notice.

Taking a detour is a good opportunity to reflect over what happened, but you're not sure if you're quite ready for that. More people have died by your hand today and your chest feels heavy.

Oddly enough it's not as devastating as it was the first time when you wrestled with the O'Driscoll on the ground. Back then you felt like something had dragged you down right into hell, but now you feel different.

It's kind of dampened now. Still terrible, but definitely dampened. A pit forms in your stomach at the realization and you swallow a lump that is forming in your throat.

Am I getting used to it?

You signal for your horse to pick up on speed and focus on the wind whipping around your face. It pulls on your hair and clothes and makes your eyes tear up.

Maybe it's not the wind that's making you cry, but you don't want to think about it right now. A deep sigh leaves your lips and soon you find yourself back in camp.

As you hitch the borrowed horse, you notice that Sadie and Karen haven't made it back yet and you give the satchel with the money a light squeeze as if to make sure that it hasn't vanished into thin air on your way back. You make your way towards Dutch's tend and spot him talking to Hosea and Arthur.

The three men are so engrossed in their conversation that they don't notice you approaching and you clear your throat. Their heads turn to you and you suddenly find yourself shying away slightly.

Is there a specific way to hand over the money from a job? Mental images of you presenting the cash all ceremonial with a theatrical speech and down on one knee pop up in your mind and you stifle a snort.

"Can I help you?", Dutch rips you out of your thoughts and you awkwardly cough into your fist.

You hand over the satchel and watch him inspect the contents. Arthur throws in a curious glance as well and he immediately raises an eyebrow at your direction.

"What is this?", he asks and your lips curl up into a smirk. All awkwardness disappears from you and is being replaced by pride.

"I heard of a bank coach passing through from Saint Denis, so I took Karen and Sadie with me to see what it's all about.", you explain.

Dutch closes the satchel again as he nods, clearly pleased. "This is quite a sum. Well done, ladies."

Your grin grows ever wider and it feels like someone placed a crown on your head. It feels good to contribute.

"Did you run into any trouble?", Arthur asks and furrows his brows. His expression is a vast contrast to yours and you can't decipher what exactly it is that bothers him.

"The guards weren't exactly cooperative, but it was nothing we couldn't handle." Your voice is oozing with confidence. It's true that you three had it all under control. They didn't stand a chance.

The outlaw looks like he wants to say more, but he stays silent and so you excuse yourself to grab a bowl of stew. All day you haven't had anything to eat and with all the action and adrenaline you didn't even notice how starved you are up until now.

Your stomach produces a growl loud enough to make the citizens of Rhodes aware of your hunger and you find yourself a nice, quiet corner to eat at. Then a shadow falls over you and Arthur takes a seat across the table.

Silently you continue finishing your meal while he fidgets with his knife. It did seem like he was anything but excited to learn about your robbery, but all that has disappeared by now.

After a while he breaks the silence. "You did well with the coach."

"Thank you."

He clears his throat before speaking up again. "But next time you decide to do somethin' like that, bring me."

"I was thinking about it today, but I assumed you'd try to talk me out of it. I wanted to bring in some money myself, you know?", you explain and he nods along.

"I know, I know and you're right. I probably would have stopped you. It's not that I don't trust you." Something tells you that that's not quite the truth, but you bite your tongue. "I just don't want you and the other women to get hurt."

"Don't worry. Next time I plan a robbery, I'll bring you with me.", you say and the corners of your mouth curl up reassuringly.

He returns it with one of his half-smiles and motions with his hand towards your leather bag. "But now you got enough cash for a horse. Are you free tomorrow? 'Cause I could help ya look for one."

The smile on your lips turns into a smirk.

"I'm free, yes."

---

As the day is being replaced by the night and more and more people retreat to their tents, you slip into your sleeping garments as well. The flickering light of the campfire is the only source illuminating the camp and you swat away a mosquito that's been buzzing too close to your ear.

"Hey, got a moment?", you hear Sadie behind you and you turn around on your heels.

"Of course.", you answer, sitting down on your bedroll and patting the spot infront of you to signal her to sit down as well.

With a grunt she lowers herself to your level. "I wanted to say that I enjoyed riding with you today."

Her words earn a warm smile from you. "Me too."

"And I wanted to thank you.", she quickly adds. "You saved my life."

You recall the man who had tried to sneak up to her. The man you shot. The memory lingers for a few seconds before you shake your head to get rid of it.

"It's not a big deal. You would have done the same for me."

Sadie places her hand on your shoulder and gives it a light squeeze. The look in her brown eyes is something you can't quite discern, but it doesn't last for long and she stands up from her spot.

"I'll see ya tomorrow mornin' then. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Sadie.", you say in a hushed voice and watch her leave.

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