#its not really right words are so usless

[lostiolite]

order up! Pt. 1

1.5K words

AN: yes the header is the shinonome valentines card, i felt it encapsulated the aesthetic of the restaurant really well…

forgive me for how ooc chisaki is </3 // NOT BETA READ

Im probably gonna rewrite / edit :/ fix this

You worked at a rather unique restaurant. The fact that you landed such a well paying and safe job was surprising, especially as you were quirkless. The thing is, people aren’t that fond of hiring quirkless people, especially if it was a well respected job. They would take someone with a quirk over your quirkless ass anyday, even if their quirk was usless for the job position.

It seems that the owner, Hyugo, either took pity or preferred quirkless people. Perhaps it was a mixture of the both. He was very sympathetic to your desperation for the job, but he also said that, “quirkless people worked harder”. He was right.

The thing is quirkless people have more to lose when it comes to their jobs. NO matter how useless someone's quirk was, they could probably find a job that would utilize their natural-born talents.

The restaurant was interesting… to say the least. It was very high quality, with extremely high hygienic rules that even most restaurants didn't have in Japan. As kind as Hyugo was, he was the world's number one germaphobe. He prided himself in the quality of the customer service, if it wasn't good enough to serve to him, then it wasn’t good to serve to anyone in his restaurant. Most of the waiters wear a mask, even though it's not required, most of the workers just go above and beyond to ensure the hygienic quality of the food, you included. You all like your jobs, as laborious as it is, you get to meet interesting people.

That brings you to now, you are serving an old man, two young men your age, one brunette wearing a black medical mask and the other with silver arrow-shaped hair, and… a small, plushie-looking dude… you wonder if thats a mutation quirk, or an emitter quirk. The old man is rather friendly, despite being yakuza, at least youthink, or hes part of some organized crime organization. The restaurant has a policy regarding villans and criminals, if they dont cause trouble, then you didn't see anything. The man seems to have a permanent smile.

“Not a fan of germs are you?” He says as he takes a seat, he takes a quick glance at the brunnette, whos staring at you with malice.

“Oh- no, its for hygienic reasons, the owner’s a huge germaphobe. He takes the restaurants hygiene very seriously” you respond as you get your notepad out. “Do you need time to look over the menu? Or would you like to order your drinks and appetizers now?"

“Give us a minute please”

“Alright, ill be back in a second” you depart fron the table, going to check on other tables.

Your very speedy and efficient, you've been working for Hyugo for about 2 years? You've seen Hyugo at work for about a year before that, your 17 now. You were young and needed a job after some… unfortunate events, ones you wouldn't like to remember. Since you've basically lived at the restaurant for the past 3 years you know it like the back of your hand.

Your serving the table with the pressumed yakuza men with extreme proffiency, the brunnette and the white haired men are conversing, however you cant help but feel the bruning gaze of the brunnete, as if he is chastising your every move.

“You’re very good at your job? How old are you? You seem rather young." the elder asks you curiously, at his voice, the rest of the table goes quiet to listen in on your conversation. All four men starring at you, making you feel quite uncomfortable.

“Thank you, I can't afford to lose my job” you laugh, though albeit awkwardly. “Its hard to find such a well paying job being quirkless” you pause for a moment. “And yes, im 17, ive known the owner for awhile so i learned the in-and-outs of the restaurant very early on”. though your mouth is covered, your eyes convey a smile.

“Wow! Your very responsible and amicable” he chuckles turning to the brunnette beside him. “Kai, you could learn a thing or two from them”. The brunnette looks back at you, his stare less malicious than before, but still malicious. You laugh along, “thank you, is there anything else i can get for you? Or will that be all?"

“Thats all”. You bow a little, before returning to your other duties, still mildly unnerved by the previous table. There was this sense of extreme seriousness and poison despite the old mans altruism. You have a feeling in your gut telling you there is something wrong with the Gold-eyed boy.

You feel the violent stare of the brunnette as you work. Its different than when he first laid eyes on you. At first he seemed to look at you like you were a bug, someone beneath him, unworthy of his presence. but now, it seems like hes looking at you as if you were a zoo animal. Both are bad, but the latter is better. you can tell he’s analyzing you, by the looks of it he seems anti-social. Thinking of the old mans question, he was probably also a germaphobe. Just like Hyugo.

They leave without issue, with the old man extremely pleased, biding you a nice farewell as they leave, you respond with a “come again!" before looking away. The rest of the group kind of erks you.

What an odd bunch you think. However, you don't linger on that thought for long. You run into far more intresting and dangerous people on the daily, for example- you take a second look. Holy shit- one of your co-workers is serving for Sir Nighteye. Hes in the corner out of sight from most of the guests, which makes sense considering his position. But it wows you nonetheless.

The rest of the day goes without anything of note. Youve finished your shift and are sitting at a table with your friend Chiyo, eating dinner. Shes a kind girl, shoulder length grey-red hair, and bright ruby eyes. Shes Hyugo’s neice and has a passion for culinary. She was there for you at your worst, even when you weren't as stable.

A few days later you wait for the same group of people, the old man flashing you a vivacious smile.

“Oh its you! How are you?" he asks as he sits down.

“Im good!” you say flashing hin a friendly smile, you scrunch your eyes as much as you can to get the message across, second nature from wearing a mask so often."im assuming you enjoy your experience last time?”

“Yes, the food was nice." he says looking to the rest of the group, silent, but they all give him a nod of agreeance. You feel awkward, you wonder why its only the old man making conversation with you. Your eyes accidentally lock with the arrow-haired boy.

“We would all like water please.” he says

“Alright! Ill get that started for you. Anything else?" you resoond, slightly startled, you sort of expected for knly the old man to speak.

“No, thank you”

“Alright!" you scrunch your eyes, and get their water.

Once again you feel golden eyes burning your back as you work. Seriously what was his problem? You wonder if they are going to become regulars, or maybe they're gonna get tired of this place after a few visits.

Two weeks have passed, and you see the same brunette and his white hair friend walk in, no old man or walking plushie in sight, which is new. for the past two weeks, they have come in 4 times. in that two weeks you have come to find out that kai, surname Chisaki is the elder mans successor, you cant tell if thats his son or his grandson. Irinaka has an emitter quirk, meaning he can freely change out of that plushie form when he wants. Though you don't know the full extent of his quirk. Kurono, the white arrow haired man, is Chisakis childhood friend and close confidant. from how often they have come in it seems like they like this place. You notice the host place them in a table outside of your region, meaning that you wont serve them. oh well, not your problem. You’re about to go back to work before you realize you're making eye contact with chisaki as he is led to his table. Your avert your gaze, they make you kinda uneasy, especially since the old man isn't around, you can’t imagine how dry talking to them would be. Thank god your not serving them today.

Out of curiosity you look back at them and your co-worker who is going to server them today. What takes you by surprise is the way Chisakis face- though masked, contorts in disgust and offense when he sees your co-worker approach. His eyes immediately dart to you like a lost puppy, then back at the co-worker with disgust, then back to you. You shrug while smiling extremely awkwardly and you turn back to continue working.

You weren't expecting that.

But holy shit it was kind of cute.

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AN: Should reader be a theater kid, an artist or something else? I listened to a few hamilton songs while writing this and even though idk shit about theatre i kinda want reader to be a theater kid, then again i know the most about art because, im an artist. I ALSO DREW CHISAKI so yeah uh yeah :D, I have another fic to continue writing that i posted on ao3

[gender-thief2]

it’s actually beyond insane what’s happening in palestine right now, like words can never describe how dystopian this is.

like when i heard about the hospital being bombed the FIRST thing i thought of was that scene in mockingjay where the SAME FUCKING THING HAPPENED.

and it was so crazy and insane when you read about it in fiction or in history books but when it’s ACTUALLY REAL AND ITS HAPPENING it’s “oh i don’t really know anything about that” “i’m just neutral about it” “why can’t both sides just choose peace” THIS BEYOND PEACE THIS IS GENOCIDE

if you ignore this YOU ARE NOT KATNISS YOU ARE THE USLESS CAPITOL CITIZENS SHE FUCKING HATES

and i’m not the first person to say any of this, but we NEED to keep talking about it we cannot let this be ignored we can’t let this be another tragedy we could’ve done something about.

because we’re not there in the mist of it, we’re not powerful leaders with lots of money and influence, so its easy to think you can’t do anything, but we can be SO LOUD if everyone pulls their head out of there asses and stops ignoring this.

you CAN do something. you can always do something.

[cwispyhologwam]

POSSESION Karkat x M!human OC

Tags: Swearing, Cliff hanger

Karkat be the Slightly grateful but still annoyed fucker>>>>>>

"SOLLUX WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?" I looked up at the lisp ahving mustard blood with a scowl "Friiend of miine 2aiid your car wouldn't 2tart and told me two piick you up" Motherfucker had the most annoying smirk on his gogdamn face like he was my motherfucking savior! But putting that aside "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT CAPTOR? I HAVENT EVEN TALKED TO ANYONE THIS MORNING." He chuckled smirking "Well iif you get out the fuckiing car 2o we can leave ii might ju2t tell you." i groaned and got out the car hopping into Sollux's turck as humans call it, stupid fucking name if you ask me but hey they're a shitty race so i shouldnt expect much "SO WHO IS THE MYSTERY FUCKER CAPTOR?"

He pulled off once he got in, i turned the radio on cause i really didnt want listen to him breathe for 30 minutes "Hone2tly Ii thiink you're the only one that doe2nt know him 2iince you never went to go get your hu2ktop fixed" Shit i forgot all about that stupid usless piece of motherfucking scrap, that had all my gogdamn cheatsheets in there! "DONT FUCKING REMIND ME ASSHOLE" Soon we pulled to the most usless piece shit building on the most usless piece of shit planet, as we got out the car and into the hell hole I noticed Sollux hadn't told me the nook sniffers name "YOU STILL HAV--" I looked around me to see that Sollux was gone I groaned and made my way to my locker "Karkat!" I looked to my left to see the most annoying disgusting fleshy bucked toothed glasses wearing waste of oxygen "THE FUCK DO YOU WANT EGBERT?" I growled while grabbing all my shit.

He chuckled smiling wrapping an arm around me till I snarled at him content when he took his gross flesh off of mine"woah, woah no need to get all angry Karkat anyways what's you're first hour?" I sighed "AND WHY IN THE FUCK WOULD I TELL YOU EGBERT?" he chuckled "well actually I already figured it out" I hadn't  even noticed that we were walking till I was in the classroom in between Egbert and Gamzee, I sat in my usual seat and dropped my forehead on top of the desk already dreading the next 8 wasted ours of my already short ass lifespan 'FUUUCK MEEE' I thought to myself since apparently class had already started a soft knock came to the door "Ahhh that's right, students there is a new addition to Andrew Hussie High (AHH), this dear student is--" I was suddenly hit in the head by a crumbled up piece of paper I looked to my right to see Gamzee grinning like an idiot as he looked at me, I growled and rolled my eyes looking at the paper { :0) HEy kArBrO } I looked over at Gamzee then flipped him off once I looked up again I saw the teacher righting shit down 'SHIT DIDNT EVEN SEE THE NEW KID ... OH WELL'  I laid my head in my hand sighing waiting for the class to be over.

(TBC)

Hope you enjoyed and just wait we'll introduce your character soon! And again sorry its so short I just do wanna make the beginning long cause I know as we move to more chapters they'll get longer.

(567 words)

[3k626ekful7ozxujar43keiw236in2h]

Honestly wtf am i ever on about

[onlyfortheplot]

hii, i just wanted to ask if anyone could send me love bc im not doing the best rn. ive started to randomly flinch when next to other people bc of my older sister who hits me alot. i cant stop and no one really cares. just asking for a friend!! u dont have to if u dont want to lol.

Babe. Are you okay? You want to talk? I'm here. I care. I really do and I'm not just saying that. I understand, almost too much. I know the feeling of being usless and feeling like a waste of space. I know how that feels. So if you ever AND I MEAN EVER want to talk I AM HERE. PLEASE. IT'S NOT WORTH IT. YOU DON'T HAVE TO TAKE THE PAIN ON YOUR OWN. YOU DON'T DESERVE THAT. SO PLEASE. COME TALK TO ME OKAY? And no that last sentence??? Stop. Your feelings matter. You matter. Stop trying to put down those feelings. You have the right to be angry when someone hurts you. You have the right to cry when someone hurts you. You have the right to feel anything you want. But, please know you are worth it.

I think people think that I just give love for no reason. But i do. I know those feelings of worthlessness, i spent and spend a lot of my time thinking about that. I know that numb feeling you get when you feel like you deserve the pain. You don't. Emotional. Physical. Psychological. You don't.

So please, please, please. Come talk to me. Wheter its through asks or dms. Please don't hesitate. I am here for you. I love you. And i care. Okay. I. Care.

I CARE. I LOVE YOU. AND YOU. ARE. WORTH. IT.

Can we send this anon some love guys??? Just reblog with some words to help!!

[glassartpeasants]

Dead to Me

Neito Monoma x Reader

Warnings: Angst, suicidal thoughts, attempted suicide, this gets dark so read at your own risk guys

A/N: Like i said this is one of the darker things iv’e wrote on this so blog so far. Not for the faint of heart.

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You sat in the cafeteria looking across the head of your fellow classmates to see your boyfriend Monoma sitting with his own class. You tried to catch his attention but it proved to be a failure.

“Well that didnt work...” You saw with a grumpy look on your face.

“Man how did you even end up dating him (y/n)? He’s an asshole to the entire Class of 1A!” Your friend Mina said as she gave you a little pout.

“I dont know he just ended up asking me out and now we’re dating!” You said happily. Even though Monoma could be a bit much sometimes you still loved him with your entire being.

You turn your head again to see to bright baby blue eyes looking at you. You smile and wave at him waiting for him to wave back. You hand slowly went down as you saw him laughing and pointing at you. 

You never head good self esteem so your mind immediately went to thinking that he was making fun of you. Your cheeky smile turning into a small frown as you glanced again to see him still laughing.

‘Maybe he’s just laughing at someone else?’ You thought to yourself, trying to convince your mind that he wouldnt make fun of you. He loved you...

Right?

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A few days after the cafeteria incident you had begun to notice that Monoma was starting to hang out with you less and less. You wanted to ask him about it but you didnt want to be seen as clingy. So you just suffered in silence as you watched him slowly drift away from you. Your head sending you all the signals to ask him, but your heart wanted to believe that there was a good reason to why he was doing it.

You were walking towards the 1A Class when some upperclassman decided it would be funny to pick on you.

“Wow would you look at this little baby! How did someone so usless get into a school such as UA?” Him and his buddies only laughed as you try to stutter out an insult. You turn your head towards the door and see Monoma walking out, you tried to get his attention, which worked this time but instead of helping you he only turned his head and walked towards his classroom. You turn your gaze back to the upperclassman before getting a quick slap to the face by one of them.

“Speak when spoken to bitch.”

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The bullying from the upperclassman had started to really take a toll on your mental health. You would try to do anything in your power to avoid them but they always found you. You wanted to tell the teachers but you were afraid they would believe you. They planted that thought in your brain as you slowly believed them.

You begged Monoma to walk you to class, hoping if he saw the fear in your eyes he would listen. Much to your dismay he didn’t.

You would always come to class with some sort of new bruise on your body. Everyone started to worry about you, they slowly started to think Monoma was abusing you. Which you said wasn’t the case. When asked who did it, you tensed up and froze in fear, worrying that they may be near.

You finally told someone about it when you were hanging out with Jirou. She had asked you what was going and you finally told her what was happening. And everything that has been happening with Monoma. She looked at you and gave you a nice bone crushing hug as she asked you why you didnt tell anyone.

“I was afraid they wouldn’t believe me..”

“Oh (v/n)...were going to report them. Im not standing by and watch as you get hurt!”

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A few weeks have passed since then and things were finally starting to be looking up! The upperclassmen who were bullying you had gotten expelled since, ‘bullying is not what hero’s do’. You were finally able to walk the halls with being in constant fear again. Your mental health still wasnt at its peak but it was slowly getting better!

But only one more thing still wasn’t looking brighter. And that was your relationship with Monoma. He kept on acting the same way, maybe even worse then before! As much as you hated the feeling you had started to grow bitter. Why was he ignoring you? What did you do to make him pissed at you?

You finally swallowed your anxiety and went up to talk to him. Taking a deep breath as you went up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. You were the only one’s in the hallway.

“Hey Monoma..did i..did i do something wrong?” You said trying to sound confident.

“What do you mean?” He asked. You sense a hint of smugness in his voice.

“Like you’ve been ignoring me all this week...what happened i thought we were doing-”

“Ah ah ah ah, im going to stop your right there. You see my dear our little ‘relationship’ was all but a dare.” Your eyes widen as sadness washed over you like a tidal wave. That couldn’t be tu\rue he said that he had loved you..was it all just a lie?

“W-what? B-b-but i thought y-you-”

“Well you thought wrong dear (y/n).” A snicker after his words. Your eyes swelled up with tears before pushing away from Monoma and running back to the dorms. Not caring if you missed class.

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You sat in your dorm, crying your soul out. You had loved him and told him secrets that no one else knew. You thought he truly loved you. The more you thought about it the more it hurt. You felt like your whole world came crashing down. Your tears burning your face as they kept coming.

Ding!

You looked down at your phone to see a text from Kirishima asking why you weren’t in class today. You could see the text message with it counting as reading it. You have to click on the app to do that. You throw your phone to the other side of your bed before laying back down and crying some more.

Once you woke up from your nap, the thoughts came rushing back again. What if they were just like Monoma? What if they were only your friends because of a dare too? 

All those thoughts running through your head at inhumane speeds, until one stayed still.

What if you just ended it?

Your heart stopped at the thought. Why would your brain even think about that? But no matter how hard you tried to forget the said thought more and more voices plowed there way through your head filling it with horrible thoughts. Slowly picking at your insecurities. Feasting on your every flaw. You slowly get up from your tear stained bed. And you look at yourself in the mirror.

Fat

Ugly

Worthless

All but a dare

The last thought hit you like a brick as you fall to the floor with your head in your knees.

Your quirk was called Frost. You pretty much had the power to manipulate Frost. Meaning everything you touched would become covered in an a sheet of ice. That why you had to wear gloves, kinda like Shigaraki you needed to have all five fingers on said target for your power to work.

You just stared at your hand, tracing over every curve and looking at it with deep intensity. Before you could do anything else you put all five fingers on your ankle, causing your ankle begin to have a sheet of ice covering it. The frost started to quickly spread around your body and onto the floor. You head you head in your knees as you felt your body heat lower, the Ice completely claiming your body as one. A single tear slipped down your face before your entire body and room was covered in a layer of ice. Your phone buzzing with texts from worried classmates.

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After class had ended practically the entire class of 1A ran to their dorms to find you. You never missed a class. 

As soon as they entire the dorms they all shivered. It had to be below zero in there. As they hugged themselves tightly they walked up to your room. As the tried to knock and upon the door they had realized the handle had been frozen solid. Bakugo having enough time worrying blasted the door open with his quirk. Everyone gasped as they saw your frozen form on the other side of the wall. They were quick to grab you out of the ice and bring you to Mr. Aizawa.

Once they reached him, he asked what happened. Which they all replied with i dont know. You were quickly taken to the nearest hospital everyone doing their best to thaw you out of your frozen cocoon.

Once at the hospital your body had been completely thawed out and was ready to be put in EC unit. You body temp was so low that they put every heater they had in the room.

The nurse looked at the class and told them that if they were a minute later you would have died from hypothermia.

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Monoma walked into school the next and was met with angry and ugly looks the entire time.

‘They hell did i do?’ He thought to himself. You never once crossed his mind. 

Liar

After he said those things to you the look of betrayal and sadness in your eyes shot a spike of guilt through his chest. Before he could say anything you had run out of the building. 

Now here he was the day after you got put in the hospital reciving ugly looks from everyone.

“Hey Kendo do you know what everyone is talking about?” The blonde boy asked his ginger friend.

“Wait, you didnt hear? (y/n) is in the hospital. Apparently they tried to commit suicide. Sad right?” A wave of guilt, sadness, and disgust completely takes over his body.

 How could he live with himself knowing what he did to you? That he made you take that dark path.

News Flash he couldn’t.

The next day the blonde boy walked up the he hospital you resided at and getting ready to see you.

Once he saw your lifeless form he dashed his way to the bed to slowly stroke your hair. Sitting on a chair to get closer to you before hearing you wake up.

You slowly turn to Monoma, your eyes once filled with happiness was now full of hate and disgust.

“What are you doing here?” You snapped at the boy. Disgust evident in your voice.

“i just came to say-” 

“Leave.”

“What?” Your words shushed him as he looked at you with wide eyes was he tried to grab your cheek to make you look at him.

“You heard me leave. I never want to see you again you understand Neito Monoma?” You looked him right in those blue eyes you use to love so much and said something you could never go back on.

“Your dead to me.”

[dr-stoneworld]

Hi there❤️just discovered ur blog ❤️i ll support you❤️ I have a request if you don’t mind Could I get A Tsukasa and Senku hc or scenario with a chubby s/o who has her litte insecurities and want to help them to rebuild the world but feels she/he is usless and not a big help to them? 😊 I hope it s ok and take your time to thanks ❤️

WARNING: Mentions of insecurities, self hatred and some more sensitive words.

Genre: Angst with fluffy ending, headcannon.

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Tsukasa:

• He revived you not so later after he started his empire. You never knew reason of your revival.

• You both started dating recently and he loved you do dearly. At some point you thought he was just lying but then that wasn't true because he always proved his loyalty towards you.

• It confused you, it always confused you. Yes you're very thankful for everything he does for you but why you? You aren't goodlooking nor were you are talented, that's what YOU always thought.

• You were reaching your breaking point and that night was it. You broke down in tears thinking you're not perfect, you're not able to help your dearly boyfriend Tsukasa build the empire.

• You were quitely sobbing in your den that's when Tsukasa came and noticed your pain. Oh god, fear took over him as he immediately went to you before caressing you

• "Y/n, my love, what's wrong? Why're you crying? Please tell me if you're hurting- I- Is there something you want? Did anyone do anything to you?" He asked with a worry laced voice. It hurt you even more.

• "No its nothing, no one hurt me but tsukasa why do you like me? Why me? Why do you stay with me? Why did you choose me?? Like look at me, I am so chubby. Not at all like the other people here who look perfect and are way stronger me.... so why me? I just am so-" before you spill any negative words about yourself anymore he cut you off by placing a gentle kiss on your lips.

• "No you're perfect just the way you are. You help me so much in so many ways. I don't understand why do you think about yourself in such a negative way, in my eyes you're just so amazing, so talented and so very strong. Thats why I fell for you, also you have been always been there for me, you're kind, funny, understanding and personality is what makes me like you even more. Also" he paused as he sofly pulled you onto his lap before pointing at the things, the tools YOU created "look at all the things you made? They require so much skill and hard work. Thank you creating them, they help me alot LOT. I don't think I would have felt so safe going into wilderness without them. You're already helping me build the empire too much. Understood??" He finishes before looking at you

• Oh- you were utterly left speechless, he loves you so much and is so good with words. Thanks to him you feel so much better.

• "Oh and from next time don't accumulate your feelings, please allow me carry your worries too. Annddd if you really wish to get physically stronger too then let me teachyou everything I know even though I want to be the one to protect you" He said before pulling you into a hug.

• "Tsukasa, thank you so much, I am so speechless right now and all I can do is thank you right. Also yeah get me stronger! Btw my lion king, I love you so much" You finished before hugging him tightly.

• "Let's and I love you so much more"

Senku:

• "Uhm guys have you seen, y/n? I haven't seen her for hours..." Senku asked worriedly as you have never left his side for such a long time.

• You went into woods a while ago to clear your mind and get rid of the negative thoughts bothering you. Honestly, they've always bothered you but for you they weren't wrong.

• "Oh I think I saw her going into the woods?" Ginro said.

• Shit. Senku was now terrified, did something happen to you? Were you hurt? Why weren't you returning back?? He dashed into the woods faster than the speed of light, trying to find you every possible place.

• That's when he sees you on the river side, crying. He could feel a sting in his heart to see you in such a state.

• He frantically rushes to you before hugging you tightly and then observing you looking if you were hurt

• "Y/n, what happened?! Why're you crying? D-did I do something wrong? Shit baby I'm so sorry-" he says while wiping your tears.

• "No, it's nothing d-dont worry!" You try to smile widely while wiping your tears, that's when senku stops you.

• "Please don't lie to me, I know something is wrong... so please? Atleast let me help you" he says softly, holding you close to him and patiently waiting for your answer.

• You decide to give in because you being quite will hurt both of you, "Senku, it's just that... that I dislike myself, look at the way I look, I dont like it, being so chubby meanwhile rest of the people look so better than me. I also feel like I am of no use to you, I'm not strong enough and helpful enough to protect you. I just think I shouldn't have exi-" before you could spit any negative comments about yourself more Senku cuts you off by kissing you so delicately, making you feel a little better.

• "Honestly, I don't understand why'd you EVER think about yourself in such a negative way. For me and in my eyes, 10 billion percent good looking, you're the strongest and you're honestly way smarter than these people. You being with me helps me so much. Also, you always, ALWAYS help me with my work, without you it would've been really hard for me. So please don't think badly of yourself, and atleast don't suffer alone. Let's work in making you feel better as we develop the world because you're my hope and you're one the the reasons I would like to push myself even more to make everything better.... like our old times. So..." he pauses while resting his forehead against yours "..let's get back to our modern age, together. Okay?"

• His words and closeness makes you feel comfortable. Getting rid of your insecurities completely within a second is not possible but you'll remember this, for ever. His words will always help you. "Yeah, let's, also thank you for everything Senku. It means a lot means a lot to me. I love you so much"

• "Kukuku I see you're feeling better, that's great. Please always remember that you're the first one to made me feel such a way. You're the first person I have ever loved, romantically. Y/n, I love you 10 billion times more" he chuckles before kissing you.

• Also, please expect yourself to get an lecture from Senku on how bad it is to store up your feelings and how it causes so many problems.

• You'll regret hiding anything again from him.

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Not our usual Senku because a fluffly and soft sided Senku was needed here. I hope you like it @ayumiinuzuka 💕

Taglist: @nia-writes-bnha

[baronessblixen]

To Keep You Safe

My story from @frangipanidownunder brilliant fic table that you can find HERE. This is also inspired by this piece of art. Set in season 7. Tagging @today-in-fic

In the seven years he's known her, Scully has never been sick on a case. With the exception of her cancer. No cold, no flu, not even a bug while they were working. He used to think Scully scheduled her malaises like she scheduled everything else. This time, though, her calendar must have been off. When she feels unobserved, Mulder sees her sniff quietly, put a hand on her stomach, suffer in silence.

In the car on their way to the local police station, he can no longer keep quiet.

"How are you feeling?"

"Why are you asking?" Her defensivness doesn't mask the slightly nasal intonation.

"Just- Scully, you're not feeling well. If you want me to drop you off at the motel, I can-"

"I'm fine, Mulder," she stresses. "It's just a little cold. I can work."

"Are you-"

"Can we stop talking about this, please? I told you I'm fine."

She's fuming. Mulder isn't sure whether it's anger or a fever, but heat rolls off her in waves. Her cheeks are flushed and her blue eyes seem almost transparent. Mulder bites his tongue; she is not fine and anyone can see that. The police officers they dealt with, the motel clerk, hell, the cows watching lazily from across the road. Whether she likes it or not, Scully is sick.

He's grateful the case dissolves itself; when they arrive at the police station they're handed a letter, written by a local teenager admitting the strange "magic" that has befallen the town was his way of getting back at his cheating girlfriend. Another usless trip to the middle of nowhere. Judging from Scully's listless look, she doesn't give a single fuck. She just wants to go home. Their flight isn't until tomorrow afternoon, though.

"Is there anything I can do?" Mulder asks as they get out of the car. It's early evening and the cold is picking up but Mulder doubts that's the only reason Scully is shivering.

"I told you I'm fine. I just want to take a bath and go to bed. Good night, Mulder." She doesn't give him a chance to argue and he nods, giving up.

"Good night, Scully."

With the way she's been acting, he doesn't expect her to knock at his door. They said good night a mere twenty minutes ago and here she is, her lips twitching.

"Is everything okay?" It breaks his heart to see her like this. He's expecting another I'm fine; one day he'll count them and make a chart just to show it to her.

"My tub doesn't have a plug," she says. "I, uhm, I really want to take a bath."

"Come in," he says, touching her shoulder to usher her into his room. Her heels are off already and she looks tiny. But her face is full of defiance. "I'll draw you a bath."

"I can draw my own bath."

He throws up his hands in defeat. "Be my guest." She storms off and a moment later he hears the water come on. Mulder sighs. Whenever he's sick, or hurt, Scully takes care of him without question or complaint. When she's the one suffering, she shuts off. Mulder runs his fingers through his hair. He makes his decision and knocks at the bathroom door.

"Do you need to use the bathroom?" Scully asks through the closed door.

"Uhm, no. I wanted to... can you open the door, please?" It takes a moment but then the door opens and there she is, still wearing all her clothes. "Can I get you anything?" She opens her mouth and Mulder stops her. "I know you're fine. Maybe you just want something to feel... even more fine? How about some food?"

"My stomach is a bit upset."

"All the more reason to eat something."

"Mulder..." She looks as though she might explode as she turns off the faucet. He's risking his head here and he doesn't care. This is Scully. He's not going to leave her alone, no matter how vile she tries to be.

"Let me bring you something to drink. Can I at least do that?" She stares at him for a long moment, sighs and then nods. "Thank you."

Mulder takes his time and lets Scully soak. The vending machine doesn't have what he wants and so he drives to the next gas station where he finds everything he needs. It's quiet when he gets back. The bathroom door is slightly ajar; Scully must have left it like that. He smiles, prepares the two glasses and puts them on a tray. Balancing it with one hand, he softly knocks before he enters. Scully's head is peeking out of the wall of bubbles she's built. A few strands of hair have curled around her pink cheeks. There's a shy smile playing around her lips when she sees him.

"I need to apologize," she says and Mulder shakes his head, sitting on the edge of the tub.

"You don't like being sick."

"That's no reason to take it out on you."

Mulder grins. "So you're admitting it?"

"Don't push it."

"The only thing I'll push at you is this ginger ale." He hands her one of the glasses. "Miracle cure for upset stomachs." Scully takes a sip.

"Thank you."

"You know I would do anything for you, Scully."

"I know," she sighs, taking another sip. "I didn't want you to worry."

"So you pushed me away?" She nods, not looking at him.

"Sorry to tell you this, but it had the opposite effect. I will never not worry about you, Scully."

"This is what I didn't want."

"Everyone gets sick."

"No, I mean this," she gestures wildly and a few bubbles fly up. "We're working and this here isn't professional."

Mulder chuckles. "We've never been professional. You never care when I'm the one who is sick."

"That's different. I'm your doctor."

"And I'm your partner and your best friend. I get to do this, too."

"But we're not just... not anymore." She hides her face behind her glass, but her eyes search his. He thinks about their chaste kiss on New Year's Eve. Its less chaste cousin a few hours later. They have yet to talk about it. Have yet to decide what it means and where they will go from here. Not on a case, though, not while Scully is sick.

"No, we're not," he admits. "But right now I just want you to get better. We can talk about this - us - when we're back home. And if we're more than partners and friends," he swallows; there's no if and they both know it, "all the more reason for me to take care of you." Scully is quiet for the longest time. A few bubbles pop. The fact that Scully hasn't thrown him out yet, lets him sit so close to her, so intimately, should tell him a lot, even if she's not saying a single word.

"I'm - if you want... you can keep me company?" Mulder can't hide his smile. He nods.

"I'd love to. Someone needs to make sure you don't fall asleep." She rolls her eyes at him, but she smiles, too. Mulder puts the tray away and sits on the floor, leaning against the tub, watching over her.

[devillainsarchive]

headcanon/meta;

Part 1 on Why Cruella is the worst the parent, now with more proof from canon material:

this gets long so its under the cut

Movie Proof

D1

First Cruella states that Carlos can’t go to Auradon because she wont have anyone to do some of her hygiene routine such as her hair and scraping bunions. Second, Cruella uses Carlos’ fear of dogs that she instilled in him, against him because “there are dogs in auradon, carlos.”

Third, these visuals from the movie itself and promotional material:

Fourth, Carlos’ bag is a trash bag, implying he has little to know possessions, and why would that be when Cruella is one of the most extravagant villains hmmm. Fifth, “I will never forget mother’s day again” regardless of what I have written on the subject, the fact that Carlos’ reaction to seeing his mom is a specific event, should tell you something. Jay sees what his dad really is, Evie sees her mom and honestly to me it sounds like she kind of misses her mom, and Mal gets her show tune. But Carlos’ is very clearly a traumatic event.

Sixth, in Auradon at the parents day message, Cruella only cares about the fact that Carlos has a dog, clearly for her own uses. Seventh, at this same parents day meeting Carlos looks uneasy after standing up to his mother. Eigth, “Our parents will be really really angry” said before Ben promises their parents wont reach them here, and before Carlos turns good. He agrees to be good, to stay away from his mother.

D2

First, “hear her voice in my head.” I have seen so many posts claiming that because this is Mal’s dream sequence that this line indicates that she still feels her mom’s pressure or whatever. However I don’t agree with that, because in my opinion this is something that he has spoken with Mal about. Each of the the others all have lines indicating things that they have to over come in order to stick it to their parents. This is also telling of suffering that we don’t see on screen.

Second, the second they are on the isle, we see a completely different Carlos from Auradon Carlos. His guards are up in a way that Jay’s and Evie’s aren’t. He mentions that they don’t want their parents to find out that they are there, he really means his mom. Not to mention there is a reason he does not want Dude on the Isle.

Third his little rivalry from Harry (and this actually stems from Uma’s Wicked Book), stems from the fact that Harry tried to steal Cruella’s car, and then locked him in a stockade for two days til Hook got Cruella to release him. If Cruella had her henchman do that to someone who isn’t her son, what would she do to her own son? Much worse. But yeah, that feud caused by Cruella, and Carlos knows it.

Book Proof

Aside from Uma’s Wicked Book mentioned above, lets start with the Spell Books since those act as companions to the movie. I will also later add to this post with the novelization of the movies to further show my proof. I also wont be going into much of the 3rd novel because their isn’t much about the parents in there.

Mal’s Spellbook

First off I’d like to remind everyone that the blanket that Jay and Carlos are fighting over is blue (not that I think its the one Evie gave Carlos but still), Carlos says “It was the one thing I wanted. Can’t I have a little security here?” Not only is this an awful pun, but it implies Carlos had none of that on the Isle thanks to his mom. .Later on page 81 he states, “I just want to go back to the Isle of the Lost, where no one expects much of me.”

On Page 108, he sees the hair spell, and thinks he should use it for his mom, so clearly still in that mindset of what his mother would want.

When asked about the saddest thing that ever happened to them on page 123, Carlos states, “A lot of of sad stuff happened to me, I don’t get upset about it, though, or cry about it. I guess I just try to forget. (And writing about it here isn’t going to help.)” So not only does Carlos have alot of sad stuff that happened to him on the Isle, he refuses to talk about it or get help, this could be just bullies, but considering what the others are writing about, their parents (save for Evie and her doll), its safe to say its not bullies with Carlos.

On page 141, and 143 Carlos claims he’s nothing like his mom after mentioning Ben states that they are not their parents. He also talks about how scared he is when Cruella sees Dude. Then on page 144, he states that they have to take over Auradon because he can’t say goodbye to Dude because he wont take the dog tot he Isle (which Disney Carlos is more than the fucking dog). Carlos also on page 148 is worried that Dude wont be safe once they get the wand, but I have a feeling he is projecting a bit here.

After Parents Day Carlos begins to think that they are as bad as their parents and they are as bad as the Auradon students and people say they are. Carlos also mentions that before Ben they had never met a “truly good person”.

On Page 166, the first thing on Carlos’ list of reasons to celebrate staying in Auradon, is being away from their parents.

Mal’s Spellbook II

The book starts out and one of the first things Carlos talks about is bananas, now its no surprise that food is bad on the isle, but Carlos’ fascination with it shows a bit more than it just being bad.

He feels bad and angry at himself for not confronting Chad even if that is the right thing to do. He can’t seem to speak, which I believe is fully related to Cruella. He had little to no ability to speak with her when she made him do something he did not want to. The same goes for anyone with significant power over him, like Chad.

So while its listed under funny things dude has said, I find it very telling that Carlos included it considering the other things on the list, I mean they are all about dog things, but this one just seems a bit odd to me. “Would you want me to walk you on a leash?”

School of Secrets - Carlos’ Treasure Hunt

I am not going to talk alot about this book mainly because I do not own it, and have not read the entire thing.

HOWEVER, Cruella has many items relating to dogs, and getting people to bend to her will without question. One of these items is in fact a dog collar, and she more or less implies that Carlos needs to use it. She also more or less implies that she would never need to use it on him.

The Isle of the Lost

First I am not going to go through every single page of the book, but I am going to talk about the bigger scenes in the book.

Carlos admits that sending his mom into hysterics isn’t hard, and he will hum Roger’s song for her to help her do it, At a cost to him of course. So on page 41 we have this conversation between Evie and Carlos. Evie is finally let out of her banishment, and admits she doesn’t remember much about her party, and that she doesn’t know Carlos is her neighbor. Carlos says he lives down the street in Hell Hall, and Evie is a bit confused and states, “But I thought no one lived but that crazy old lady and her---” Carlos cuts her off, and doesn’t want her to say the next word but Evie does anyways. Evie thought Carlos was a dog. Evie then goes on to say “BUt she’s always calling someone her pet, I thought you were a d---” She then goes onto ask “But how do you fit in the crate at night.” 

When presented with an image of his mom in all her glory he shudders and ignores class. When Mal announces that their will be a party at Carlos; house, he states that she knows that his mom doesn’t like having people over. Carlos lives in isolation, because of his mother.

This quote from page 64, “Cruella was always telling him how boring hew as because all he liked to do was fiddle with electronics all day. His mother declared he was wasting his time, that he was usless at everying except chores... Still, he wished that one day Cruella would see him as more than just a live-in servant who happened to be related to her.” This is a pure example of a type of abuse.

Carlos’ room on the Isle consists of a corner of his mother’s coat closet, which is covered in bear traps. He has what the book calls a “mattress” though its hardly that, no pillow, and no blanket. Again key signs of neglect. Along with this he states no one has ever cared if he was warm or not, when referencing a blanket, and the fact that he is not allowed to touch Cruella’s furs (something tells me he has tried before). He also gets embarrassed when he says he never had a pillow before. The only place he can keep things is in his tree house so his mom does not get to them. 

On page 130 Carlos insinuates his mother will skin him for the party, “If his mother had any idea that he’d let a bunch of people come over... and even worse let them near her fur closet.... let alone be tackled in a pile of full-length grade-a-pelt coats--- well lets just say it wouldn’t be a puppy she would be trying to skin.” Not to mention just before this, people apparently tell Carlos that Cruella has mellowed out with age, but his response is they don’t have to live with her, meaning she is just as bad if not worse.

Carlos like school, it is not a surprise he’s a nerd, but one thing he likes is structure. This is key because structure is not something he gets at home. On page 194 while Carlos got everyone to help him clean his house in order for him to go with them to retrieve Maleficent’s scepter Mal admits, “Her mother might ignore her, and resent her, and scold her; but at least she wasn’t Maleficent’s virtual slave” referencing Carlos. This isn’t the big quote from Mal about Carlos but this is a pretty big doozy if Mal admits that Carlos has it bad, if not the worst out of all of them, and all the kids on the Isle really.

Later on the same page, Cruella comes home. Carlos shakes because Cruella is home early, the house isn’t clean, and their are people inside. Mal even admits that no one is as scary as her mother so she doesn’t understand why Carlos is so jumpy. When Cruella calls out, “Carlos, Carlos, My baby!” Mal thinks that it isn’t too bad, because she is under the impression Cruella is talking about Carlos. Cruella then says her Baby needs a wash, which Evie is like “she knows your dirty from here.” Carlos then announces that Cruella is referring to her car, not him. The scene continues and Cruella asks about her one true love, Jay, Mal, and Evie all turn to Carlos, and Carlos is like hello what now? And Cruella elaborates she meant her furs. Carlos is embarrassed he forgot, something Mal can even tell. The scene goes on, and Cruella essentially makes them all clean her car by the end of it.

“...Carlos with his screeching harpy of a parent...” Now this quote is used all the time. I want to be clear that what we see from Carlos’ life it is more than just yelling. However even if it it was, that is still abuse. 

Carlos’ trial in the book is about his mother. The creatures ask what his mother’s one true love is, and Carlos cannot bear to say it out loud. She never means him though, because it is her furs and not him. Admitting out loud, and then saying that the other three already knew that is not easy for him. Upon leaving the castle, where they have to cross the bridge again, Carlos admits he doesn’t know if he can do it again.

Upon his return home, Cruella finds her coat closet, Carlos forgets to clean it. She starts screaming at him, and he says it will never happens gain. But he also indicates that he not only sees the gargoyles laughing at him, she ends with saying Carlos is a disappointment.

Also at some point in the book Mal states that while her mom is bad, she is not as bad as Cruella.

Return to the Isle of the Lost

On page 48 Carlos on the prospect of getting a message from his mother, and potentially having to return to the isle twists in fear at that his mother is right behind him (Even though she isn’t). Even though he says he just feels like she is near. On page 49 he then says, “While Maleficent might be able to turn into a dragon, Cruella was a dragon.” Mal throws his thoughts and words about her off as paranoia. But friends I think at this point we all know Carlos’ fear is valid from years of abuse and neglect.

When the four return to the Isle, and they are looking for their parents, they come to Hell Hall. Carlos whispers for his mom where Evie just goes right and yells causing Carlos to freak out.

On page 271 Carlos admits that his house was a house of horrors thanks to Cruella.

In collecting his talisman Carlos is the only one who actually faces his parent. Cruella wants him to leave, and Carlos almost does because she told him to. In fact the book states “everything in his brain told him to run from his mother...” He has to physically fight his mother. In fact when he gets the ring of envy, his mother says he can do what he wants with it. And he very nearly does destroy her. On page 278 the book implies that destroying Cruella would rid of him of his nightmares, “destroy his mother, rid the world of another villain, and stop having nightmares once and for all.” Cruella goads him, but he doesn’t do it when he puts the ring on because he thinks that “he is better than oyu, mother. no matter what you’ve always told me.” We know that this is all a vision, and not actually his mother, but a vision is a vision. He sees his mom (only confirming the line in D2) in his head all the time.

Conclusion

Cruella was abusive to Carlos both verbally, and physically. She neglected him worse than any of the isle kids could imagine, and submitted him to torture, such as making him submit to being a dog.

So that’s all I got for book proof at the moment, stay tuned for a part 2.

[walkonwalkonwithhopeinyourheart]

Bobby Duncan megathread. via /r/LiverpoolFC

Bobby Duncan megathread.

Thought i'd round up all the tweets and info to help with the spam.

Bobby Duncan's agent Saif Rubie posts an official statement regarding Liverpool FC conduct with Bobby Duncan: https://twitter.com/saifpr/status/1166698991045816320

Bobby Duncan who had his twitter picture blacked out retweeted it with just a "." and pinned the tweet. He has since deleted that and unpinned it.

12 years ago, the FA suspended Saif Rubie after he failed to respond to repeated requests by FA investigators to submit information regarding his activities.

Carragher and Saif get into a twitter war.

Carragher: I know Bobby & his family well, he’s young & at that age we all want everything right now. Played for the 1st team in pre season which is a great start & he should try & develop this season & maybe make the bench in Caraboa Cup. That should be the advice you’re giving him you 🤡

Saif: Do you also want to give advice on how to spit at people from the outside of a car? You're the last person to say or know what's really going on behding the scenes. Focus on your job and I'll focus on mine.

Carragher: I made a huge mistake & apologised, I hurt myself more than anyone. You have made a big mistake & are hurting yourself but more importantly a young lads career. Throwing Stevie Gerrard’s name in also is embarrassing.

Saif: No problem Jamie. But in life you can't be wrong and strong. When the truth comes out as to how Michael Edwards has handled Bobby's wellbeing and future you will be thinking differently I promise you. Not a single word in the statement is not the hard truth.

Carragher: There is a problem & it’s you. You take on the most powerful person at the club besides Klopp?!! Madness. Club will never deal with you again

Saif: You talking about the glorified data analyst Michael Edwards? The one who doesn't even know that Kevin-Prince Boateng is a midfielder not a centre forward. Goes to show how much he knows. Oh and he doesn't give a shit about a young players well-being more importantly.

Carragher: I think Bobby Duncan should leave this guy before he gets sacked by the club

A collection of tweets from Saif varying from 2012 till today:

"People wonder why english players don't develop when liverpool spend a fortune on the usless henderson instead of pushing Shelvey upwards."

"@StanCollymore I wouldn't want somebody serving me in the air with mental health issues. Nothing wrong with that Stan get over it" & "nothing against mental illness but surely they have the right 2not hire if they feel it may reoccur in the air"

In response to "I feel there should be a clear rule that bans all convicted sex offenders from football. That's all. No mater what's happened before." Saif said:"@MissNataliePike why? Unless they're Gay convicted sex offenders how is he a danger to his team mates? Guy has served hiss time let him be"

"are you gay as well as a nobody? @jimmyjones2012: "@saifpr i'm off now, gotta finish washing your rolls royce, laters babe"

"I'm homophobic in the same way that I am aracnophobic.I have nothing against gays or spiders but I would scream if I saw one in my bath."

"A young girl in China lost her virginity at 13, her name was: Sum Yung Ho"

"Do you think when Suarez lines up against Senegal he's going to turn around to his team mates and say "I thought we we're playing MonteNegro"

"WTF🤮🤮🤮" in response to a post about "two adorable gay penguins adopting an egg"

3 days ago-"What is a loan with obligation? Surely its just a permanent deal with payments that start at the end of the season. Asking for a friend trying to do a transfer and the club is saying they will consider a loan with obligation but not with an option. Sounds like bs to me."

Today: "And for everybody tweeting that this is to do with money and wages it has zero to do with it or even an increase in wages. Just to make that clear. All clubs that came in for him were going to pay Bobby the same low salary he is on at Liverpool so he can prove himself."

Neil Jones- "We could be about to have the first recorded instance where a player has to advise an agent over his social media output."

Liverpool FC official statement: "Liverpool Football Club is aware and disappointed by the unattributed comments and unfounded allegations that have been made in the media regarding one of our players. As the interests of the player in question are not best served by either inaccurate speculation, inflammatory statements or public discourse, we will be making no further comment. We will, however, continue our efforts to work privately with the player to find resolution in the best interests of all involved."

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[willfainder-a]

before reading this please consider that there will be massive spoilers from the last of us ( game ) so please if you still have to play it don’t read this ! that being said you can go & cry tears of blood for me because i worked hard on this & i’m a bit proud of this work so yep love me & this au & feel free to ask me about things if you didn’t understand something.

I. ALL MIGHT AS JOEL & DEKU AS ELLIE. // okay listen up now ( because i still think this is way too accurate for this au ) you can see exactly what i'm talking about ( if you played the game ), when i say that all might is joel & deku is ellie, though some of you may be of a different opinion since joel as personality ( especially from the start of the game, after losing his daughter ) is more like aizawa, tho i want to believe that his father's figure never left him & though he suffered from the loss of his only daughter, i think his overall personality is pretty similar to all might as cared & stubborn as both these characters are. also please don't forget the develop these 2 characters got in the game is very similar to all might & deku, — as, if you look at it, both started a journey with the main objective to reach a final destination / task. i want to headcanon all might just like joel who lost his own " son " / " daughter " ( that's depend from the all might rp partner who is gonna write this au with me ) because of military then i think he would become exactly like the joel we all know right now, maybe softer but i don't think so. / / & about ellie of course she swears a lot ( she is actually tiny female kacchan ) but remember she loves COMICS & she is curious & a free spirit like our boy izuku so please though izuku doesn’t swear at all, he still has some connections with ellie. 

II. ALL GONE / IZUKU’S PAST ( 15 years old ). // this is a backstory of izuku just to let everyone knows why he always acted so nicely with everyone & why he is so scared of killing people, even clickers or runners. / / izuku was born in a small town & stayed there with his mother for all his life. he never knew his father since in this universe his father abandoned his mother when he found out she was pregnant & although he offered to pay her monthly for foods & rant, he left with no words to the young kid who growth only with her mother who somehow tried to cope with the baby, her home & work all by herself. things were not better at school, especially during middle school where he was often targeted for his shy and taciturn nature & the fact that he had an unbridled passion for super-hero comics did’t help him sympathize with his peers. fortunately he managed to cope in some way with these suffering & abuse even though his monotonous life ceased its course when the parasitic fungal began to appear in his town, ending up infecting the people who lived there & forcing his mother to run away with the him. needless to say, their run was stopped before they could get away from the town by some infected who ended up biting izuku's mother, who tried to protect his son with her own life. scared & unable to observe while his mother was devoured by two infected, izuku tried to not puke as his heart reached the maximum speed’s level. the thing was made even more traumatic since izuku saw that scene without being able to do anything &, as if it was not enough, those two infected were shot down by some soldiers who came to clean the square. needless to say that izuku in his present state could only fall to the ground in front of his dying mother without being able to say anything since the military didn’t hesitate to shoot the woman right in her head. finally the militants took away izuku with force, although he protested for a few seconds before being hit at the head & brought in the quarantine zone, then transferred to a military area where he would be trained to fight against the enemies.

III. A1 CLASS MEETS IN THE MILITARY SCHOOL. // kids / children are put in that school & everyone live in the quarantine zone for protection ( of course ), yet don’t expect a good time in that military school because kids fight like HELL, sometimes killing the “ weak ” one of the group because in that school kids learn how to survive to CLICKERS / RUNNERS & FIREFLIES ( the latter is basically the military’s enemy ). so if you are weak you are usless besides you don’t have options; so you pretty much stay with the military group or you are kicked out with the rest of the population with runners & clickers ready to kill you at any second. that being said izuku is one of the " weakest " kid in there & it's not usual for him to be kicked / punched or injured for his personality & his " good " character. the only friends who would help him in this mess would probably be iida & uraraka & i think the one who would pick up on this boy would be katsuki since he thinks that deku is taking this whole situation as a game & way too lightly. after all, in the world they were living, a good & kind attitude like his would only bring to his own death & maybe this is why katsuki can't stand the kid at all & he thinks he should just die already since he doesn't deserve to waste some precious food & water.

IV. FINDING HOPE IN IMAGINARY SUPERHEROES. // even though the motivations here for izuku to behave in such way are mostly caused from the trauma of seeing his mother killed without being able to do anything to help her, he is actually good for nature, he is not strong both physically & psychologically, and even if he wanted to be better he couldn’t since his will his broken & those forced trainings & abuses in the military school don’t help him overcome his insecurities nor the internal drama he is fighting. he really hates the military school & if he could, he would leave already, however, the courage & the thought that a clicker or a runner might kill him scare him & this only creates more anxiety & fears in him. the only way he has to survive this is hoping that, sooner or later, things will change & that someone weaker than him would come to school however this never happened. for this reason he tried to find hope & strength in comics; in fact one of his greatest passions has not changed & still today he collects them, looking for these in dumps in the quarantine zone.

V. DEKU & THE FIREFLIEES. // izuku will meet the fireflies during a mission with some of the young guys in the school ( the reason why they are out is to look for supplies & medicines ). however the circumstances in which the fireflies are found by izuku are a bit messy since izuku’s team would be attacked by some clickers & runners. needless to say, izuku will try to escape from that attack, thanks to his stealth tactics he had learned & practiced alone. izuku will succeed in escaping from that group of enemies, but he would end up captured by a runner who was alone in a house. luckily in that moment, before izuku could do something to protect himself, the fireflies arrived, saving the teen’s life who will find himself again scared by what he had just experienced. marlene seeing him in those conditions will approach him making sure he wasn’t bitten or else; later she would explain who are the fireflies & why they were here, finally telling the boy to join their group & that he would be safe as long as he will stay with them. marlene then decides to give the boy a gun just for personal protection, he decides to take it in his trembling hands, making a small nod in approval of the woman's action & words. / / after that incident he wouldn’t talk for a few days ( 2 days exactly ) until he faces marlene that will help him overcome his fears & anxieties, teaching him how to fight & how to take care of himself. after a year he would learn basic fighting moves & how to distinguish the surroundings. his personality would change becoming secure & curious about the outside world. his shyess will in some way be replaced by determination, although a tiny bit of timidness will remain anyway.

VI. MY HERO. // izuku will overcome his trauma thanks to a mission with marlene & some other fireflies. although he was good in strategy & his physicality was now decent, the trauma still hunted his heart & mind, in fact he had not yet killed a clicker nor a runner on his own. in this mission by the way izuku has come to face an important choice, saving the life of kid who was in front of his eyes, ready to be killed by a clicker or seeing them dying like his own mother. would he choose to be a hero of those comics he loved or let his hopes down once again, living his weak life ? this time he didn’t think twice about it & with no hesitation he fired all his bullets against that clicker. the kid reached for him & he thanked him, calling him his hero. after that mission marlene decides to donate him a firefly’s tag as a symbol of his courage, saying that he now was a true hero & that he has nothing more to learn from her.

VII. I’LL SAVE THE WORLD NO MATTER WHAT. // izuku was bitten by a runner when he was trying to save a companion who eventually died slaughtered by a clicker. he found himself wandering for a week in the field outside the fireflies zone without answering their calls & without approaching them, since he didn’t know what to do & he was too afraid for killing himself or to commit suicide. after all that time, however, it seemed that his body had developed a sort of immunity against that fungus, so he decided to return to the base camp, calling for marlene & telling her about his bite. needless to say, the woman was surprised by this & she seemed at first reluctant about what to do even if in the end she seemed to believe izuku's words since the bite on his right arm seem to be healed & cicatrized. that is why she made an important decision : she entrusted to izuku the task of arriving in an big fireflies area where they could study izuku & the reason why he wasn’t turning. izuku will leave for this mission with some firefighter soldiers, but they will almost die, leaving him alone to reach the base of the fireflies & perhaps save the whole way just like a superhero ( this is the main verse but if an all might would roleplay with me i would change this piece & i would go like the game’s flow since as i said before i really like the idea of all might as joel & ellie as deku ).

VIII. BATTLE SCARS & WEAPONS. // izuku has a lot of scars, firstly the bite one on his right arm & small scars on his left arm, hands, legs, shoulders & long & disgusting scars on his back. he has a small cut on his lower lip that has never been healed & a scar on his left cheek. he has a decent body & he is very agile & he is fastest runners due to his skilled parkour abilites. / / about wapons he likes to use guns, mostly revolvers, tiny knives & bow, snipers. he would avoid a 1 vs 1 fight because though he knows how to fight those he is still too disadvantage in those fights. he is also skilled in making tools & traps for his enemies & he prefers a stealth tactic & long raged attacks. 

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    Can somebody explain to me why we Face and Heels in the WWE? apparently heaven knows when this happened, It is some kind of concept to create a rivalry to set one wrestler against the other. Not to argue at the fact that pitting two wrestlers against one another in a match is a bad-thing, but the concept of face and turn is somehow killing the wrestling word of wwe. When a superstar or diva turns heel, they are the villain standing against the fans, doing what it takes to satisfy themselves, sometimes they give all kinds excuses as to why they turned heel, in those sometimes they would often blame the fans for what they have become. Face Turn, a fan favourite who has the support of the fans behind, sometimes those who are face play the part of the hero, opposite to how Heels are the villains. Now since when did wrestling become a comic book? It is no wonder wrestling fans prefer to play the video games rather than watch the real-thing, why? because the real-thing point blank boring. Surely there new wrestlers ready to take this generation by storm, but there is that concept of one wrestler playing the hero while the other wrestler must play the villain, how so? once again all this falls on….the script. Back in the old days, wrestlers were out totake opportunity for themselves in an era of no entertainment, now wrestlers vision themselves as superstars, worse the vision themselves as entertainers. Entertainers? Yep, entertainers! since 2002, Vince Macmahon transformed the WWF( Word Wrestling Federation) into the WWE (world Wrestling Entertainment), BIG MISTAKE! why? here is why: because was the birth point of how wrestling go to be where it is today, alot of wrestlers walking to the wrestling world, you watched Avengers Infinity War part 1? 50% of all life in the universe were wiped out while 50% of life remained, the same concept happens here, except 50% become usless and are fired, while 50% stay relevant. If you ever had a dream of making to WWE, well think again- Because that world has elements of hollywood, the drama, is it worth it? Two weeks ago, I watched Smackdown Live to hear Daniel Bryan’s reason for turning heel, it absolutely did not make any sense, and neither did Charlotte Flair when lost by disqualification at Survivor series, no problem but that night was important because guess what you are representing your brand. You want to know why  I liked wrestling back in the 90s and early 2000’s? because wrestlers back then were wrestlers, no heel nor face, wrestling was wrestling. Nothing says wrestlers are not allowed to have fans, but wrestling stays wrestling – no drama, no storylines. Also, what is up with the names of deceased people in the wwe been mocked or insulted? when has it become great for business that names of the deceased, including names of decased superstars to be mocked? a year ago, Dolph Ziggler mocked Ultimate Warrior during his heel moment, why isnt Dolph Ziggler fired? he becomes a babyface and everyone like him, really? The Riot Squad disrepected the legacy of Jim Neidhart by breaking his glasses on an edition of monday night raw and wwe has no fired the Riot Squad for doing such act, instead like Dolph Ziggler, they keep them on the show because they are heel, the minute they become face-turn, you love them, right? but at the end of the day, who gives a rabbit’s foot? because you are watching something cut from a comic book and hollywood to get you to be entertained. Entertained, Really? is that something that woman-sounding voice Corey Greaves believes when he commentates? a two-faced loud mouth who talks from his mouth and his Tail-Pipe, and here is an example: didn’t this guy use to hate Big Cass in 2016? but when Cass went solo, . he started praising the dude, and it did not end.He also did the same for Daniel Bryan, he started praising Daniel when he turned heel, its no wonder Bayley or Enzo Amore wear the bigger pants than this guy, and why the hell is he on both shows? somebody please kick this guy from smackdown and send him back to raw. Truth, we are not watching Day-Time soap-opera, or a superhero Tv Show, people are watching wrestling, they pay to see wrestlers tear each other to pieces. not this, one slip on the floor and whine like a baby when things do not go your way concept. The only reason why there was no diva’s revolution back then was because Vince Mcmahon was always making out or having sex with multiple Divas, something younger Donald Trump would do. You think that was bad? he brought his own wife to witnes him having an affair with Trish STratus. There is a saying: you never bring familyy life into work life, this guy did, which was one of the things that got wwf  to wwe, here is proof: he cheated on his wife, he brought wcw, big mistake mr business man, shane brought wcw, then came the invasion wcw and ecw vs wwf. After that war was over, he brought wcw and ecw, mixed ecw, wcw and wwf together and formed wwe, big mistake. So somethings up, wwe was created due to Vince Macmahon having sex with women aroun his children’s age? well thank you Vince Macmahon, you have killed Wrestling forever! Because now instead of watching wrestling we are watching a day-time soap opera spoof with a loud mouth like Corey Greaves who thinks he believes what he saying is true when in actuallity, he is bending over and kissing people’s Tail-Pipe which is what him and is career  now reduced to: a loud mouth comemntator who kissess as on any given night. Thanks to this comic book concept of Heels and Face, you see wrestlers fight like wimps everytime they are manhandled or dominated, great wrestlers who have the pontential to be the best get dominated like sasusages everytime they turn heels, Truth: wrestlers are meant to be cheered by the crowd regardless of been heel or face. And why do celebrities make their appeareances on the show? why is it even a  show to begin with?

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Astronautical Ch 17: Time is Dancing

A Guardians of the Galaxy Fanwork

Pairings: Peter Quill / Gamora (one-sided)

Genre: Adventure, general

Word Count: 5.5k

Rating: T to be safe, mild gore

Links: Fanfiction.net || Ao3

Summary: Peter wakes up to a teammate struggling to adjust to the truth, and an impending attack, but there might be a way to spin things in their favor after all.

Author’s Notes: Title is from Time is Dancing by Ben Howard. I’ve been so lazy about updating the chapters here, sorry.

Chapter 17: Time is Dancing

Peter followed the barking down the narrow pathway and onto solid ground, jogging through dry scraggly grass which gave way to waist high wheat as the stars faded into blue sky and the sound led him to a rickety, but familiar looking, barn that rose out of the golden field. As the barking drew closer, Cosmo came padding around the corner of his grandfather's old barn, looking out of place in his astronaut gear.

Brother Peter! Cosmo's thoughts echoed the relief Peter felt already flooding through his own mind as the cosmonaut bounced around him, sniffing at Peter's hands and wagging his tail furiously. Cosmo was so worried when brother Peter vanished!

"You and me both, bud." Peter was near giddy with relief. "Sorry, I think I got a little lost. Where are we now?"

We are in Peter's mind, now, but should return to the real world. Green prisoner will be waking up, and may not like what she remembers.

"Okay. I am all for waking up. So how do I do that?"

Relax. Cosmo's eyes started to shimmer a soft white as he finally settled down. Is a simple matter to wake someone from own mind.

His eyes grew brighter and Peter felt like he was being swallowed whole, but this light was soft and gentle, not the burning torrent that had ripped him into Gamora's mind, or the frozen stars that had burned his mind away in his dream, and Peter let it sweep him up without a fight.

-x-

Peter blinked his eyes open and tried to make sense of where he was. At first he thought he had fallen asleep working on the Milano's engines again, and was laying on a pile of wires, staring down a long tube, but as his senses and his memories returned he realized that he was looking upwards, and what he was seeing was the walls of the communication tower running towards the top of knowhere until they faded into shadows.

"He's waking up." Someone said. He thought it might be Drax, but his head was pounding and everything kind of sounded like it was coming from under water.

"I am groot?" Well, that explained the wires he was laying on. Not wires at all, but branches. He was slumped in Groot's arms like a sleeping child. Trying to ignore the rising heat on his cheeks, he worked his way free of the collosus's hold, and was pleasantly surprised to find that his limbs all felt fine. The burning and exhaustion from his trek through Gamora's mind and... wherever else he had been, were gone.

As his head cleared, he found Drax standing to his side, looking ready to catch him if he should suddenly pitch forward. In front of him, Cosmo was panting and looking a bit tired as he stared at Gamora, who hadn't seemed to have moved since the last time Peter had seen her, although, he had no clue how long ago that was. Nebula was watching him carefully from where she stood behind her sister, one hand still holding onto Gamora's shoulder.

"So..." Peter ventured, when the only sounds in the room were Cosmo's panting and the creaking of Groot's branches. "Did it work?"

All eyes turned to Gamora, who was kneeling with her hands bound behind her back and her head bowed. Her hair made a curtain that shielded her face, but as Peter stared, he noticed little stains on the concrete floor beneath her.

Was she... crying?

As he stared in shocked silence, another drop splatted next to the first few.

He had never seen Gamora cry before. Not when she had been injured, or when they had witnessed terrible things together, or even when he and all the others had nearly died on Ego's planet. The fluttering of his heart and clammy hands were back, but he didn't know what he could possibly do to help.

If it was his Gamora, he would risk a hug, trusting her to curb her assassin's instincts enough to not kill him. And maybe she would tolerate, more than actually appreciate, the action, but she would understand the intentions behind it. This wasn't his Gamora, as the past week had made abundantly clear, so he just stared down at her, clenching and unclenching his hands helplessly. He felt as usless as he had been back in her memories, watching Thanos subdue her parents and reach out to kidnap her and begin the hell that was her training as his favorite daughter. He hated this feeling.

A shudder visibly ran up her body and at first he thought she might break out into sobs, but instead she bent even further over and retched. A puddle of bile was all that came up.

Nebula wrinkled her nose at the action, and turned her face away.

Is not surprising. Cosmo offered, still staring at Gamora's shaded face, his tail drooped almost sadly behind him. Nearly all of Green Woman's mind was shifted or rewritten. It will be a tough adjustment.

"Is she still a threat?" Drax asked. His voice was unusually hushed, and Peter felt a small wave of gratitude that he wasn't using this opportunity to further harass the assassin.

Cosmo cannot say for sure. Entire world has changed, so decisions must be made, but these take time. Cosmo will not make them for her. For now, Cosmo not sense any ill intent. It may still be best, for her safety as well, to keep a close eye.

"That sounds like a good idea." Peter added. He could just picture Gamora running off on her own and never finding her again. "Come on, let's get her to the ship."

"I sent the message." Gamora's voice was cold and clear, even as she refused to move from her slumped position.

"What?" Peter asked. Nebula tensed behind her, hand tightening on her sister's shoulder as though afraid she might try to put up a fight at any moment.

"I already sent the message." Gamora repeated. Slowly, she rocked back and lifted her head just enough to meet Peter's eyes. Her eyes still had a glossy sheen, but her face was stony, and would have been completely unreadable if Peter hadn't seen this look before. It was the same one she had when someone accused her of some past crime she'd committed under Thanos's rule; destroying their family, or helping Thanos with some other unforgivable atrocity. She felt guilty about something, but would never admit it, even to herself. "Than-... Someone will be here to collect me, and to lay waste to this place until they find the Starlord, and the Infinity Stone as well."

"Gamora-" Peter started, but she forged on, like he hadn't even spoken.

"This whole city is doomed. You should run. Evacuate who you can, and run." With that said, her eyes lowered to the floor and she fell back into her defeated silence.

"She's not wrong." Nebula said, a sour look on her face like she would rather have her teeth drilled out than agree with her sister. "If the message was received, then my father will waste no time sending someone to retrieve us."

"How long do you think we have?" Peter asked. Maybe they could get back to the Milano and send a new message, lead the chase away from Knowhere and its innocent(ish) citizens.

"That depends on where the nearest reinforcements are right now. Not long, in any case."

Peter bit his lip as he tried to come up with something. He couldn't let all these people die for something they had nothing to do with.

"You have to let me go."

"What?" Peter asked, turning back to stare at Gamora.

"Thanos has my parents. I can't leave. Not until I know they're safe. You have to let me go."

"No. That's not happening. I'm sorry Gamora, but-"

"I'll tell them you're long gone. That I escaped and lost you, and send them on a useless chase."

"And why would we trust you, after you already betrayed us once?" Drax growled, crossing his arms and staring down at her.

"Because..." Gamora trailed off for a moment, then seemed to come to a decision and looked up again to fix Peter with a piercing stare. "I can help you get your friend back."

"Wait, do you mean-?"

"Experiment 89P13. You'll never find him without me. Let me go, and I can have him assigned to me and assure his return- after I retrieve my parents."

"I'm sorry Gamora, but we can't just let you go back to Thanos. What if he finds out what we did and puts you back under his mind control. Or worse." If Thanos did undo everything they had done here, they'd only be further away than ever from getting the whole team back. They'd have to find another way.

Gamora's lips turned down in a tight frown. She seemed to be gathering herself together already, and her patience was beginning to wear thin.

"No," Nebula spoke up from behind her sister, a thoughtful look on her face. "We can't let her go back... but that does give me an idea."

All eyes turned to the blue assassin now, as she seemed to be mulling something over very carefully.

"Dog- Cosmo." She started, turning her sharp calculating gaze on the telepath. "Is there any way for Thanos or his people to already know that we've removed the influence from my sister's mind?"

No. Is not likely. He answered slowly, returning her gaze with a thoughtful look of his own. Would have to interact with her directly and touch her mind to tell.

"Good." Nebula nodded, releasing Gamoa's shoulder to cross her arms and fall back into thought.

"Well," Peter asked impatiently, shifting his weight from foot to foot. "What are you thinking?"

"We send a new message." She answered. "We arrange a trade. As long as Thanos believes we have Gamora against her will, he has no reason to... do anything to his hostages. So we make him an offer. Gamora for the uplift. It might be our only shot at drawing him out."

"And do you really think we can trust him to honor that trade? To hand over the rodent?" Drax asked, doubtfully.

"No. Definitely not. Thanos doesn't just give away his weapons, but if he thinks he can lure the Starlord and Infinity stone out, he'll have no problem using him as bait. He will undoubtedly have some plan in motion to ensure he walks away from the trade with everything in his hands, though."

"So what good does that do us? We show up and... what? Just let him double cross us and capture us?"

"Not if we double cross him as well. I doubt Thanos will come, himself. He'll likely send Korath or Ronan in his stead. If we can arrange an ambush of our own, we can capture the uplift and appear to still be holding Gamora as a prisoner."

"That... that actually could work." Peter glanced around to see what the others thought. Drax was nodding his head slightly, and Groot gave Peter a tiny encouraging smile as his gaze passed over the colossus. Even Cosmo seemed to have perked up, and there was a small wag to his tail.

Da. Cosmo think this is a good idea.

"There's just one big problem." She continued. "We'll need a lot more firepower than we have. Just us won't be nearly enough power to make it out alive, let alone manage to keep both of the supposed 'prisoners.'"

Is not much... Cosmo started tenatively. But Cosmo can offer some of Knowhere's guards, and can come as well. Cosmo can, as you say, keep eyes open for other telepaths, and can shield Green Prisoner's mind if needed.

"Wow." Peter blinked down at their newest ally. "Thanks bud! That would be a big help."

"It's a start." Nebula nodded. "But we'll need more than that."

"And we'll get it." Peter said with a lot more confidence than he felt. "But we should probably send that message right away. I don't want to wait until they already get here."

"Alright." Nebula said, slipping her blade from its holster and stepping in front of her sister. "Chin up." She ordered. "This has to look good."

-x-

The communication hub was fried after the stunt Gamora had pulled with the fuse box, but luckily Cosmo had a small backup communication system in the security office and they were able to send out a hail with codes Gamora provided. While they waited for the signal to be picked up, they arranged themselves in front of the screens.

Gamora stood in the center, her hands still bound and a dark angry bruise blooming across the side of her face where Nebula had struck her with the hilt of her dagger. Peter and Drax stood on either side of her. One of Drax's curved blades was held tightly against her throat, and Peter had activated his mask. 'For effect' he had informed Nebula, who just rolled her eyes and left to stand off-screen with Cosmo.

"Hello. This is Commander Korath." The small communication screen flickered to life and Korath's upper body winked into existence. "State your business."

"Hey Korath." Peter greeted, waving one blaster. "Remember me?"

"Starlord." Korath sneered, brows drawing together in obvious distaste.

"That's what they call me." Peter answered cheerfully. "And I'm calling you because I have an offer to make."

"You are hardly in a position to be making demands." Korath laughed. "Thanos' army is marching on your location as we speak."

"Yeah, see, about that... I just don't see any reason to stick around here and wait for you. We already caught Gamora, and we're taking her with us. So you can lay this whole place to rubble for all it matters, but you won't find us."

Korath's eyes narrowed even further on the screen. To be honest, none of them had had any clue how far out reinforcements actually were, but by the look on Korath's face, they were still too far out to catch them if they left now.

"I thought so." Peter grinned, doing his best Yondu impression, but the effect was largely lost to the mask. "Now about this proposition of mine. You have something I want; Experiment 89P13. And I have something Thanos wants; his favorite child. The way I see it, there's an easy way to resolve this..."

"State your terms." Korath sneered, looking like he wished desperately he could reach through the screen and strangle someone.

"A prisoner exchange. Plain and simple. Gamora for 89P13. One cycle from now, exactly, on Taxxon III. No tricks. I'm not even going to bother landing if I don't see the uplift."

"Agreed." The commander spat.

"Great! See you then, Korath. And remember. No tricks." Peter gave a final lazy salute with his blaster and disconnected the call.

"He didn't even try to argue your terms." Gamora stated as Drax lowered his blade and Peter deactivated his mask. "He has a plan, already."

"Yeah, I figured." Peter replied. "But that's fine. Because so do we. Now let's get out of here before they decide to show up anyways and find us still here."

-x-

As they drew into sight of the Milano, Peter was surprise to see several familiar faces gathered around it.

"'bout time you showed up." Yondu snapped, standing under the Milano's hull with his arms crossed tightly over his chest. "I was startin' to think I'd have to hunt you down an' drag you back by the ears."

"Hey Yondu. Nice to see you, too." Peter greeted as his group drew to a stop.

Kraglin, Horuz, and Oblo drew close and gathered behind their captain. Kraglin seemed to perk up when he caught sight of Nebula, and offered her a tiny wave. Out of the corner of his eye, Peter was surprised to see her actually return the gesture. It was half-hearted at best, she didn't even bother uncrossing her arms, just sort of flicked out a few fingers before pointedly turning her attention to Yondu instead, but Peter still had to swallow down a smile at the interaction.

"What are you doing here?" Peter tried to keep his voice steady and free of the urgency he felt to leave this place as quickly as he could.

"We was stoppin' off for some RnR and to make a few... purchases, and just happened to see my old ship just sittin' out here."

"It's my ship, Yondu." Peter reminded him.

"Which you stole from me." Yondu reached up to rap his knuckles against the hull he was standing under for emphasis. "Relax. I ain't mad. Dare say I was downright proud, you finally actin' like a real Ravager n' all, but this brings me to the real order of business here."

There was a sharp whistle and Yondu's hand reached out to grab him by the shoulder, yanking him forward as his other fist connected hard with his stomach. Peter gasped and hunched over. The breath was knocked out of him and for a moment, Yondu's hand still holding him like a scruffed cat was the only thing keeping him from buckling to his knees.

"I'll let the ship pass, and bygones be bygones, but yer startin' to make this whole stealin' from me and sneakin' away into a habit, and it gets a lot less cute every time." Yondu's voice was rough as he growled into Peter's ear.

Out of the corner of his eye, Peter could see his companions standing tensely behind him. Drax had grabbed Gamora's arm in one hand, as though afraid she might still take this opportunity to flee, and held a blade in his free hand, and Groot was not so subtly gathering strength in his limbs. Nebula had stepped forward with her knife drawn, but an arrow pointed squarely at her heart was holding her at bay for now. Peter didn't have the oxygen required to form words, so he just waved his hand as best he could to signal for them to relax.

After a tense moment, Yondu released him and stepped back to call his arrow back to its holster.

"Well," He laughed, straightening his own duster out with a snap. "Now that we got that all cleared up, my boys and I can get back to our business."

Yondu turned to leave, Oblo and Horuz quick on his heels, while Peter tried to catch his breath.

"Don' mind the cap'." Kraglin had sidled up next to Peter. "He was jus' worried, you vanishing all'a sudden like that so soon after the green assassin was released. Glad ta see you got y'r friend back. I think it's nice, you havin' y'r own crew."

"Oh yeah." Peter coughed out, finally straightening up. "We're one big happy family, alright."

"Only two of us are related." Drax contradicted him. "And I don't believe any of us are terribly pleased right now."

"Thanks Drax." Peter sighed.

"A'right. Well it was good t'see you, but we really did have some business to take care of, so see ya 'round." Kraglin turned to follow after his captain when an idea struck Peter.

"Wait! Yondu!" Peter jogged forward to catch up with the Ravagers. "Yondu, I need a favor."

The ravagers stopped, and Peter didn't miss the flat look Horuz sent him. This wasn't going to be an easy favor to gain. Especially since Peter didn't really have anything to offer. But damnit, he needed the firepower.

"A favor?" Yondu repeated with a tilt of his head. "Ain't I done you enough favors, boy? You got one hellofa pair to be askin' for anything else right now."

"Look, I'm not asking you to do it for free, but I've got a very important deal going down tomorrow and I could really use all the firepower I can get."

"And what do you have to offer me this time?" Yondu asked.

"Well... I don't really have anything right now-"

Yondu snorted and turned to leave.

"-But! Hear me out!"

"I think I heard all I needed to know." Yondu called over his shoulder. Horuz and Oblo snickered as they made to follow once more.

Perhaps Cosmo can offer something. A bark sounded from the edge of the docks, and everyone turned to watch the dog approach at a trot, several guards in tow.

"Ah, hello there, dog." Yondu greeted. "And what can I do for the Chief of Security today?"

Yondu can hear out brother Peter's request, and consider Cosmo's offer. Cosmo paused to sit as he pulled close and eyed both the ravagers and Peter. Cosmo has... vested interest in outcome of Peter's meeting.

"Cosmo!" Peter exclaimed, a wave of gratitude bubbling up. "Thanks man."

Is no problem. But Peter and friends should leave quickly. Cosmo will work out deal with Ravagers, and hail Peter later with details.

"Okay. You're right." The conversation with Yondu had already cost them several minutes that they could have spent putting distance between themselves and Knowhere. He turned back to see his friends all standing right where he had left them, staring expectantly. "He's right guys, lets get on the ship and head out."

They nodded, and Drax guided Gamora with a light push in front of himself as they all moved up the loading ramp. Peter jogged up last, pausing to give Yondu and Cosmo one last look. Yondu returned his look with narrowed, thoughtful eyes.

-x-

Peter left the others to watch over Gamora while he made a straight line for the pilot's chair. A small spark of joy burst in his chest as he slid into his seat and started the engines. Man he missed driving. It was nice having both hands again.

Nebula slipped into the seat next to him, pulling the navigation system online and opening a series of maps of nearby jump points. She sorted through a few before finding one she seemed satisfied with and flicked it over to his screen.

"Star System K6-C?" Peter asked, raising an eyebrow at the jump point that would lead them to the literal middle of nowhere.

"It'll get us out of here without taking us too far away from our meet point on Traxxon III." That was good enough for him, so he strapped in and guided them out of the docks towards the point indicated on his nav screen.

"So," She said, shutting off the screens around her and leaning back in her seat to throw her legs up on the deactivated controls. He was sucking in a sharp breath to give her a heated piece of his mind over that when her next words stopped all thoughts in their tracks. "You're a Celestial."

"Whut?" Was all that came out after a long pause. "How did you..."

"I've had my suspicions for a while. Our time here, and your reaction just now, confirmed them." She offered him a smirk which he was surprised to find calmed him a little.

"Yeah. I'm half-celestial, actually. On my father's side. I only found out pretty recently myself. It's funny. I spent my whole life dreaming of meeting him and how cool he would be. Turns out he was a total scumbag, who wound up killing both the people who raised me."

"A scumbag of a father, huh? I wouldn't know anything about that."

Peter couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up.

"I don't believe it! Wearing ravager red, making deadbeat dad jokes... Next thing you know you'll be busting out dance moves in a red duster and going by Starlord. Or Starlord-ess... StarQueen... StarEmpress-?"

"No thanks." Nebula interrupted his ramblings, smiling peacefully out the windshield. "Nebula is fine."

"Okay, okay, but think about it, because I think I might be onto something here. We can all come up with matching nicknames. It'd be really cool."

"I'll think about it." She promised absently, in the same way that his mother used to say that when they both knew the answer was no, but she didn't want to continue to chase the conversation in circles.

"As long as we're being honest here, do you mind if I ask you something I've been wondering for a while?"

"It's never stopped you before." She said with a sideways glance. Her smile seemed to waver just a bit.

"You're the only one that actually believes me, about the other timeline. Gamora was just faking it to manipulate me, Drax thinks I'm completely nuts but as long as he gets his revenge he's fine with that, and Groot's just happy to be out of Half-world. So why do you believe me?"

Nebula seemed almost relieved by his question, and settled into her seat a little more as the gears visibly turned in her head.

"How much do you actually know about Thanos?" She asked.

"Um, not much, I guess." He started, not sure where she was going with this, but willing to follow her train of thought for now. "Just some stuff from the Nova Corps records and the usual gossip."

"Hm." She hummed, returning her attention to the windshield as the jump point came into view. "What do you know about Titans, then?"

"Titans? I thought Titan was just what they called him because he was so big and... angry."

The smile was tugging at her lips again, and, for once, she didn't seem to be fighting it very hard.

"No, the Titans were an ancient and powerful race, not too unlike the Celestials. Thanos is the very last of his kind."

"What happened to them?" Peter asked, suddenly feeling an odd, and very unwelcome, twinge of empathy for the warlord.

"Thanos killed them. He annihilated his entire species." Any twinge of empathy was immediately replaced with revulsion.

"So... what does this have to do with you believing me?"

"When I was young, I spent a great deal of my time in study. It was quickly made clear to me that I could never defeat Gamora in a contest of strength, so I buried myself in tomes and knowledge in search of other ways to gain the upper hand. On one of the planets where we were sent for training, I broke into a forbidden section of my father's personal library. I had thought at the time it was a test. Such things often were. In that section, I found an ancient book on Titans. I was young and foolish, and hoped that I could find something in there to help me win his favor..."

"And?" Peter pressed when she seemed to get lost in her reminiscing.

"It turned out to be a book of children's stories and legends. At the time, I could not understand why Thanos would keep such a sentimental thing, when he had burned nearly everything else the Titans had left behind. I was caught, and punished, and for years I put it from my mind."

"Wait, I thought you said it was a test? Why would they punish you for trying?"

"Not for trying." Nebula corrected him. "For being discovered. What use is a spy who gets caught? The punishment was my incentive to be more careful next time."

"Oh."

"But when you appeared, I realized it wasn't a story book after all. It was an instruction manual, filled with ancient rituals and powers that were unique to their race. One of the pages I remember seeing was about time streams, and a Titan who possessed the ability to step outside of them."

"Wait." Peter stopped her as a cold chill ran down his spine. "Are you saying that Thanos can just... warp time... at will? Like whenever he wants?"

"More or less." She confirmed. "It was before my mind had been enhanced, and my memories from that time can be a bit... muddled, but from what I can recall, it was a power that certain Titans possessed. It took a great deal of energy, and changing time has some inherent... risks involved, but..."

"But what you're saying is... Even if we correct the time-stream, it's possible he could just step outside of it again, and this all starts over." Peter's heart had sunk to the bottom of his boots as the weight of this realization dawned on him.

Nebula's dark eyes met his, and he could see all he needed to see in them to know that his suspicions were correct.

"So what's stopping him? Why not just go back and undo everything we've done so far?"

"You." Nebula answered, making Peter's blood run cold. "There was a section in the book, about Celestials and other ancient beings, and some connection they held, but I had skipped over it since it didn't seem pertinent to my goals at the time. If you are a Celestial, even in part, then that would explain why you can remember all these things that no one else can. It's just a theory, but I believe that Thanos doesn't actually know who you are. That's why all the other Guardians were locked up under his control, but you were still free. If you grew up with the ravagers under another name, then he would have no means to have tracked you down. If he does find out who you are-"

"-Then he can just go back next time and kill me when I'm a kid." Peter swallowed around a lump in his throat. Suddenly, all of Gamora's questions about the Eclector and his past were starting to make a terrifying sense, and Nebula's earlier warning that she 'knew too much.'

"Maybe." She was pursing her lips as she stared out the window, and one hand was held up to her chin. "But I'm suspicious that there's more to it than that. If he just wanted you dead- why not kill you now? Why keep your friends alive instead of eliminating them so you couldn't possibly use the stone? Why have so many bounties that specifically instruct you to be brought to him alive? And why that giant push to take the Fords the moment he thought he had you? Thanos isn't interested in information that he doesn't need, so he's after something else here."

"I already spoke to Gamora." Nebula continued, as Peter's brain struggled to make sense of all this new information. "She claims she never shared any of her information with the Black Order, as she was set to give her report to Thanos in person, and I'm inclined to believe her."

"Well... Flark." Peter finally breathed out. His heart was hammering and there was a faint tremor in his hands where they were wrapped around the controls. "So what do we do now?"

"We get your friend back. We gather the forces we can. And we kill my father."

It sounded so easy when she put it like that, but as the Milano reached the jump point and began to rev up for the leap, Peter felt like he might be crushed under the weight of this new information. He was less than a cycle away from getting his team back, but somehow, he felt further away than ever from going home.

End

[survivingjapan]

EPISODE 4 “The World Doesn't Revolve Around Jaiden Hantz” Jaiden

I voted for Jonathan because I thought that's what people were doing. Ashley went home.... Jonathan called out Alex after tribal who is my ONLY ally in this game.... I did the duel and lost so now we have to go straight back to tribal after a fucked up messy vote........ do i want to be alive???????

NGRJKDLANVJKADFLNJVKAVFDNAJNVADNVJ;ANEFUBNVAUDBNFJBNAVJKBNDAVJADSNBJVADSVNJKLADVNS I CAN'T BELIEVE I WON LMFAO SHOUTOUT TO MY ROOMMATE FOR HEARING ME BE THE RUDEST I'VE EVER BEEN TO HIM! I'M SORRY RYAN! SHOUTOUT TO Ruthie/Kendall/Alex/Drew (whichever one I decided upon) for saving your life in this game an extra round. I was about to vote you out, but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. Tbh I was kinda looking forward to losing this round and dedicating tonight to plotting someone's life being destroyed, but I guess winning is okay too. Now my tribe likely won't vote me out because I saved their asses because everyone was fucking PRAISING Ashton for winning last time, so now I guess I'm in the same boat, but he did his for 5 hours and I did mine for 12 minutes, but oh well. Sorry Richie, I hope you don't go home because you gave it your all! I also totally probably wouldn't have won that duel if it wasn't Survivor Trivia considering it's one of the only things in life I'm actually good at. Time to get high now :)

Why haven't they exiled Jaiden, who says that the reason the word "SOMEONE" was capitalized was because it had to be a fat person. Jaiden ur dumb bye

So after Brian was rescued and Pat sent home, I knew I might have put myself out there a little far.....so knowing that we're going to tribal again, I want to pull back the reigns and slide back into the shadows.

The three names that are coming up most often are Jonathan, Ashley, and Kage. Jonathan's name seemed the most rampant in the earlier part of the round until he came online to form a power alliance between himself, Sarah, Brian, Tommy, Junior, Jaiden, and myself. This changed the minds of the people in the alliance to targeting Ashley instead (given that she was semi-inact and on the outer)

Side-Note: Brian, Sarah, and I have an alliance so it works perfectly for us to camouflage.

And Kage, oh silly Kage, thinking that Ashley was somehow the right person to go after for his game....basically campaigned against her too despite her campaigning against Jonathan, thus helping both of them. Classic Kage.

Anyways. I was going to tell Alex about it considering I still had allegiance to him (as Junior did to Linus and Richie), but then I come to find out that he was co-leading an alliance with Kage that included the two of them, Tommy, Linus, and Ashley. Tommy claimed it had been made the first round and had halfway dissolved but thought I should know since we are so "close" and since they flipped on him in the first vote...

Now, although I'm not sure I believe it entirely yet, I didn't tell Alex about the vote going against Ashley because A) I kinda thought he knew B) In the case that Tommy is telling the truth, I don't want to be the idiot that caused a correct idol play to occur and have Jonathan go home. I can mend my bridge with Alex despite what the truth is, but I can't mend the bridge with my alliance if I were the reason one of them went home.

So although Ashley seemed like a gem, she had to go....now let's hope I can stay in the safe-zone and stay alive at our next tribal...

Kage is such a sweet guy and I know he means no harm but girl... you're going home.  It was inevitable that his target was going to be front and center and it seems like this round is his unless he pulls out an idol.  I do think that he would vote another direction, say Richie or Jonathan, but I'm not 100% sure.  He thinks it would be iconic if we went from enemies to allies, as do I, but I'm not sure if that's in my best interest.

I told Richie a lot of stuff this round so far because I want him to trust me.  We didn't have any layer of trust built up yet, so I needed to do that quick, and I think I have successfully done that.

Also, Jonathan tried to pull a big move and mentioned maybe actually targeting Richie like Kage suggested to him, but I shut that shit down real quick.  I don't think it's a good move to save someone who we could work with in the future and is trustworthy as of yet compared to someone who is a complete mess and has thrown so many names out there to be targeted. So all-in-all, I'm not playing a huge game, but I do want to toot my own horn and say that I think I'm playing this game much better now. ^~^

so yeah voted in minority and lost duel but today brian tells me that people have been saying my name for this vote so i turned up my social game and have been talking to people all day and then now tommy just confronted me saying that ashley told tommy that i told ashley that tommy was voting for ashley last night... which is complete bullshit because i didnt tell ashley shit and i was the only person to not vote her out so why the fuck would i be throwing shit around and why would she be throwing me under the bus when i was the only person on her side??? but then tommy told me that ashley told him that alex told ashley that i told alex that tommy was voting ashley... which i DID tell alex that tommy was voting ashley so thats possibly true but of course i told tommy i didnt say shit lmao and then tommy was trying to be like "so alex is the one trying to stir shit?" and i know i need to save myself but i cant throw alex under the bus to save myself because hes the only person in this game that i trust even though his stupid ass dumb fucking mouth got me in trouble in the first place but if he leaves then i'm alone and fucked anyway and i just hate everyone.....

i've been on a bit of a campaign trail trying to talk about the fact that its heroes vs villains and the hosts are going to play up the theme and keep the tribes this way for a while without a swap so keep me around because im an asset in challenges i made the flag i particiapted in the scavenger hunt and i stepped up for the duel( even though i floppped) and that im alone in the game so use me as a number im out of the loop strategically so just keep me around.... idk whats going to happen

i hope and feel like im good with brian alex junior and jaiden + myself thats 5 people and majority is 6 so if i can figure out a way to defuse and deescalate the situation and maybe just make people like me enough they dont want to vote me out i'll be able to stick around but i dont have high hopes because this tribe is a fucking mess where one name gets thrown out then everyone jumps on it and waffles back and forth for hours on what to do until its the last second and they just decide to go with the most prominent name so they keep themselves safe this is the most usless group of people ive ever seen but wish me luck!

Okay, so because Queen Jonathan wants to vote out Alex, we're apparently voting Alex out?  I don't really like this.  I really don't.  I don't have a strong relationship with Alex, but I also just don't see the necessity to make this tribe look messier and messier.  It outs a big alliance, shows Kage and Richie they're on the bottom... like... why?  And it also outs Linus as a solo man.  I really just am scared.  This move seems like too much too soon.  I don't like it.

What I told Jaiden: >>Okay my issue with this big move against Alex is not anything to do with like Alex.  I don't have a good relationship with him at all bc we don't really click, so I don't care if we send him out the door, but we're not only putting Richie, Kage, and Linus on the outs if this move works, it's outing a now obvious group.  If we just vote Kage, it's a united front.  Kage isn't going to help us and although Alex and Richie might flip in the future anyway, we're villains for a reason.  And Jonathan pushing his agenda is not making me feel any better.  I don't want to look back and be like, "Why did we let jonathan do whatever the fuck he wanted?"

Trying to figure out the game like

Also god bless Johnny and his Survivor knowledge

havent done of these in a while. so anyways, here's where i'm at. i've got a seven person alliance, i hate kage and alex, linus is suspect af, and i could probably get screwed tonight because i'm being really strategical.

tonight is the night i do NOT want to go home at, so i'm making a master plan to avoid that happening. i cracked a plan to rid this game of alex s forever, but i am almost certain that alex KNOWS about this plan and is coming for me hardcore. i blame crow or junior, maybe sarah. who knows, truly.

anyways... i told brian to vote for kage with me and hopefully richie. i'll talk to richie and be like hi pls make sure you vote for K A G E. this way, if alex has an idol, the votes at best go 3-2-1 (kage/me probs/richie) and at worst tie 3-3 (kage/me probs) and everyone else draws rocks... lmao

idk why i'm making this all about me, but the universe doesn't revolve around jaiden hantz for nothing. if i go home this fucking early after playing this fucking good... yikes.

HOWEVER: here is where the big risk comes in.

brian and i both have voted for kage. this could take the vote to 5-5-1 depending on where kage votes... which means rocks. LOL. i'm a messy bitch, this is why i'm on the villains tribe. i don't really care if we go to rocks tbh as long as its not me, brian, or tommy... because like i dont necessarily like anyone on this tribe all that much. even if it is me, that's a fucking ICONIC way to go and it's all my fault LOOOOOL. premerge king, tru!

IF this somehow happens to be the last confessional i ever write, at least i looked good writing it. i'm in such a cute position -- got people wrapped around my finger to the point where they went against their hatred of kage to do my bidding and get rid of alex. i am extremely close to people i came into this game HATING (junior and sarah for example), people i didn't even know (jonathan and brian), and people I needed to work with again (tommy and crow). not only that, but kage probably likes me. linus complimented me for being in a good position. alex... can choke idc what his opinion of me is, no offense alex!! (ur a nice guy and a good player, but GOD u intimidate the shit out of me and you have every reason to hate me). richie is aight, just quiet idk.

also, if i go home, this season was the ultimate testament to the player that i am. i take risks, big fucking risks. i have balls, and even though it's premerge, i'm not afraid to flex those muscles and pull some shit out of my ass to make things #happen. it's been fun yall! no bitterness from me here. unless i actually get voted out by the majority of the tribe, i'll rly scream then lmfao

15 minutes until tribal and im going to vomit... i feel a lot more safe now than i did earlier today but its been rough im SUCH a control freak like i want to always be in charge and know whats going on and be the one calling the shots and i know im not in that position so ive taken the back seat and turned up my social game and let everyone else do the work to save me so i wasnt putting myself in the front of the plans where it could come back on me and if it doesnt work out then im never going to forgive myself for not doing more to save myself but if i'm still here then im going to make sure that things change i'm ready to slit some metaphorical throats

*chicken voice* DAMN. I played myself! I'm like, not surprised that I went out premerge...for the fourth time... but to go out by rocks? iconic. inspiring.

other than the obvious sadness that comes with going home, i can't say that i'm really all that upset. i clearly came here to win and i was playing the type of game that could easily get me to that point, but i don't take back any of the moves i made this season... not even that one vote flip that happened. i really thought that alex had an idol! he was being really cocky last minute so i KNEW something was up... it's just disappointing to know that i couldn't have gone all the way with this this season.

my tumblr survivor story is such a mixed bag. i've had many, many failures. today is included. i didn't even make it to single digits this game, one of the most simple goals i set out for me to achieve on this attempt. while we can look at my records, my terrible placements, and all of that garbage, there is absolutely nothing that compares to the gameplay that went into this season to make things happen for me.

for once, i can say that i was not voted out early. not one person put my name down on parchment tonight, not yesterday, and not last week. i have nothing bad to say about a single person i competed against on my tribe this season (except kage sometimes), and maybe they have nothing negative to say about me, either.

i played probably the best game i've ever played in tumblr survivor. i took control, but i still listened to everyone's concerns. i calmed my anxiety from causing me to lose control of the situation. not once did i personally attack a person this season (sad to admit that this is a record for me). but most of all... i'm walking out of here, eleven days later, a changed person. now i know that i have the ability to play well, the doors are wide open for me.

i leave japan with a considerable amount of lessons learned in such a short amount of time. i leave with the strongest friendships i've ever had, new and old. but most of all? i leave overwhelming proud of the change i set forth within myself. i came here a villain and i'd like to say i'm leaving a hero. nothing can take away from the experiences i've had in this milestone game... i am so happy i did this.