#kill uncle kit please

[candygalaxyyy]

I totally see Chopper sacrificing himself in the finale. But please GMMTV don’t kill my baby, Kit should be the one to die. They really made Chopper the sweetest and the most depressingly lonely character, like no one is there for him. His dad is a narcissistic murderer, Ben is ignoring him and Nueng hates him now because of his father’s actions. But he still keeps his values and cares for all of them. And if he ends up dead instead of Kit, best believe I will be flying to Thailand to protest outside the GMMTV building!

[freak-accident419]

Good Tidings

Josh Futturman x GN!Reader

Summary: You and Josh barely have any time to yourselves due time traveling nonstop, trying to save the fate of humanity. However, being at the Futturman’s Christmas dinner party granted you two a fair amount of time.

Word Count: 2.9k

Content: 18+ Smut, MDNI, gender neutral reader (no genitals specified, it’s just vague penetration), cockwarming, lots of fluff, takes place during Future Man S1E6 “A Blowjob Before Dying”, too much shitty sex jokes n puns (im sorry) (not), giddy+silly+sweet love making, you think you are sooo fucking funny, more goofy than serious/lustful, you two are very much in love, more plot (high ass dialogue) than porn tbh

(A/n: Merry Christmas to those who celebrate!! Hope you enjoy this muahahaha and thank you all for your recent support! First smut written on this account, so be gentle with me please !)

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You, Tiger, Wolf, and Josh were at the Futturman household, schedule disrupted due to the reluctance of Josh’s parents. They insisted that you all join them for their small Christmas dinner party. You were all sat down at the dining table, as well as the neighbors, Josh’s Uncle Barry, and Diane’s friend, Wanda (who was especially invited to perhaps keep Barry at bay).

While Tiger was mostly impatient and displeased with every mindless convo and laughter, talk revolved around several topics like DNA kits or Wolf’s strangely fascinating culinary.

You sat beside your boyfriend, Josh, slightly nervous about the time you were wasting. Ever since you’ve been dragged into the whole ‘Biotic Wars is real’ and ‘kill or be killed’ shit, you and Josh have been dealing with the worst, unimaginable shit ever. With the two of your adrenaline wearing off, you gradually processed everything that’s happened the past few days since you were never given a break. Hence the hand holding under the table as you two would seek comfort from one another.

But you attempted to distract yourself from the deaths you’ve witnessed and the near-death experiences you’ve had to your best ability by indulging in every conversation.

“Gabe, honey, tell them about—about the recent fishing trip we went on,” Josh’s mother, Diane encouraged to her husband with her sweet, achingly kind voice. You had so much respect for Josh’s parents, so it was pretty easy for you all to hit it off well. They loved you. In fact, they were heavily relieved that Josh had finally found someone, let alone someone as amazing as you.

Gabe let out a hearty chuckle as he prepared himself to tell the table his story.

“So, a couple of days ago, Diane and I went on a small fishing trip. And I remembered an old trick back in the day that attracted a lot of trout,” he explained as you picked up your glass of wine, sipping some generously. Diane smiled at him with a nod as he continued. “One of the very efficient ways to go about fish bait is blowing worms.”

You choke on your wine, holding in a laugh, coughing a bit instead as Josh looks at you with a knowing smile. “I’m sorry, what?” You asked, trying not to grin too widely. Did you hear that right?

“Blowing worms,” Gabe repeated, getting a confined chuckle out of you and Josh. “You inflate the worms with air, which makes them float instead of having your bait be at the very bottom. It’s perfect, especially near the winter time. Worked like a charm.”

“Ohh,” you gasp in wonder. You chuckle to yourself before you spontaneously say, “Yeah, actually, I think I did do that a few times. Blew a-a worm.”

You looked at Josh, thinking you were being hilarious, but he looked at you with surprised eyes and parted lips of shock that slowly transitioned into a smile.

“Really?” Josh’s father expressed with intrigue. “I didn’t even know you fish. You have someone teach you that method, or—”

“Oh, no, Mr. Futturman, I,” you speak as you occasionally switch from looking at him to Josh. “I think it’s a very popular method. It’s a pretty natural instinct, you know? Blowing worms, that is.”

“Wow, really? Always thought it was an old-fashioned sort of thing.”

“Nah, far from old-fashioned, it’s almost contemptuous!”

You did pretty well at suppressing your laughter, because you sounded really earnest. Josh covered his mouth, amused by your subtle humor.

“Joshy, we didn’t know that Y/n likes fishing. We could’ve taken them on our trip. In fact, we could’ve all went,” Diane suggests as she looked at Josh and then you.

It was like everyone at the table was blind to your immature, yet humorous implication. Except, of course, your boyfriend.

“Oh, no worries, Mrs. Futturman,” you insisted kindly. “I don’t usually fish. Plus, blowing worms can be very exhausting.”

“Y/n—” Josh reacted, but interrupted himself with a suppressed laugh.

“You think so?” Mr. Futturman raised an eyebrow. “I just stick a syringe in them, inflate it, and bam, it’s all thick and ready to g—”

You and Josh burst out laughing, holding onto the table and each other. You swore there were slight tears coming out of your eyes as both of your faces were red. You felt overjoyed to feel happiness and delight for the first time ever since your involvement in the mission. And you felt even more glad that it was your boyfriend that you fooled around with.

“Sorry, sorry,” Josh says after his laughter died down as the entire table was confused. “I just—We just thought about a, um, moment when—Um… Actually, Y/n and I did go fishing once. Isn’t that—isn’t that right?”

You nod and go along with it, detaining your giggles.

“Well, anyways, we actually did that method, and yeah, you’re right, it works like a charm!” He exclaimed with joy as his parents smile at him with approval and pride.

“Bet the worm was pretty small, huh?” Tiger jumped in wittily, however, in a coldly nonchalant manner.

“And pathetic!” Wolf blurted.

“Hey, even if that might’ve been true—might’ve—it-it probably had a personality, you know?” He reckoned with a shrug, making you laugh again.

***

“You are—are fucking terrible, you know that?” Josh quickly muttered under his breath as you two continued to kiss each other deeply on his bed. “Those were my parents.”

“C’mon, baby, admit it, it was comedy gold,” you giggle, pressing your lips to his once more by tugging his black, skinny necktie towards you as you remained sitting on his lap.

The dinner party was still going on downstairs. After a long time of looking at each other longingly at the table, you two decided to excuse yourselves in order to “prepare gifts for Josh’s coworkers that he forgotten to wrap” in his room.

When you guys rushed in his room, you couldn’t take your hands off each other, immediately making out once the door was locked. However, you then had to close all his blinds before you met him back on the bed. This wasn’t new to you, none of it was. The soft, warm orange that his room’s light emitted strangely comforted you, as well as being back on his soft, spacey mattress.

Was it a good idea to leave Tiger and Wolf alone with Josh’s family and company? Probably not. But you’ve taught them enough shit. They tolerate Josh’s parents, so why not a few other guests as well? And you’ll only be gone for no longer than five minutes, you’d hoped.

You bring your hands to his pants, attempting to unbuckle his belt. “Shit—What the—What the fuck is this?” You grumble, Josh laughing at you as you struggle.

“I think it’s—” He giggled, bringing his own hands to his belt, trying to remove it, pulling. “I think it’s stuck.”

“What the shit?” You wheeze. “Fuckin’—Fuckin’ cock block!” You continue to mess with the belt, trying your best to unbuckle it.

“Wait, you—you’re almost there, you—”

“Oh my god! Holy shit! I got it!” You let out a surprised gasp, quickly unbuttoning and unzipping his pants right after.

“Oh shit! Flawless victory!” He exclaimed, making you stop in your tracks, looking back up at him.

“You did not just quote Mortal Kombat because I successfully unbuckled your belt,” you raise an eyebrow, nevertheless amused by his dorkiness.

“Maybe,” he answered smugly.

“You’re lucky I am in love with you, otherwise, I probably wouldn’t have let that slide,” you chuckle.

“Oh, come on. You’d love my video game references either way,” he insisted.

“I’m serious, Josh, the amount of things I’ve let slide because I love you is kind of crazy. Let me just say, I am so glad I met you after the ‘apple juice’ incident that Ray told me about.”

“Ray told you about that?”

“He told me a lot of things. Mostly the embarrassing things. I think he wanted to freak me out, you know? Always thought I was too good for you.”

You pulled his pants off, throwing it carelessly down on the floor. Your lips attached once more as he snickered as you then cupped his face with your warm hands. You look at your lover, his big, brown, desperate eyes looking at you with utmost adoration. “Well, jokes on him, he was entirely wrong. You are so good to me, you know that?”

He smiles at you softly, and you could sense how flustered he felt to hear that (the blushing patently gave it away). “You’re the one who’s been on my side since forever. Even when you got involved in all this shit that you didn’t even have to be in. You-You could’ve called me crazy, and-and broken up with me, but you believed me and stayed by my side, even knowing that things were gonna get dirty. And they did, get really dirty.” Rest in peace Janis and Carl? Or, rather, die, you evil perf-cocks? Eh, doesn’t fucking matter. “You’re so good for me, sometimes I can’t believe you’re even real.”

You giggle sweetly as you give him another kiss, a quiet smack caused by your lips deftly leaving his own to speak. “Well, I’m here and I’m real, and I’ll always be there for you, baby,” you reassure. You were perfect for him. Indefinitely.

He smiled blissfully. “I love you so much.”

You two made out passionately until you were laying under him, the lower halves of your bodies bare as you discarded the necessary clothes.

“Do you think your parents and everyone else knew about the worm thing or are they just that… I don’t know… clueless?” You asked endearingly under your breath as your fingers entangle in his soft, brown hair.

“Hmm. Possibly,” he reckons, raising his eyebrows as he thought about it. “That was still kind of evil of you, though.”

“Me, personally, I thought it was hilarious.”

“Blowing worms?”

“C’mon, your father set himself up for that.”

“Tiger called it small,” he muttered lamentably. “And Wolf said it was pathetic.”

“Jeez, whatever happened to personality?” You chuckle softly.

He sighed. “They still sort of called me out.”

“Shut up. It’s average, to say the least. Doesn’t matter either way, you’re enough.”

“But—”

“Josh, if it bothers you this much, then just prove them wrong right now,” you reply with a laugh.

“As in—?”

“Josh, c’mon, we don’t have time anyways. They’re expecting us any minute because of that shitty made-up story excuse. I love foreplay, dude, but I’m pretty sure we didn’t acknowledge the time at all. Quickies are definitely not our cup of tea. Y—” Your breath hitched as you felt his tip prod at your sensitive entrance. He gave you a soft, comforting kiss on the nose. You looked into each other’s eyes deeply, then your lips crashed into each other’s as the two of you stifled your moans once Josh finally thrusted in.

“Y-You know you’re p-perfect just the—mm—way you are, right?” You ask gently, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He smiled at this, kissing your lips once more, beginning to move. Your heart fluttered each second you felt him thrust in and out, slightly and satisfyingly stretching you. His hips moved quite skillfully, but also slightly clumsily, which was nonetheless admirable.

Your usual soft moans and gasps would be replaced by stifled grunts and sighs, due to the company downstairs. As much as you wanted the whole world to know that Josh Futturman was yours and only yours, you also had dignity—plus, it was his goddamn parents downstairs.

You giggled as you felt his nose against yours each rough kiss. “Y-You know, however, I think the only complaint I have about you is the fact that you hate Super Mario Bros.” You point out with a chuckle.

“Y/n, in my—agh—defense, it literally makes no sense. Like, why would there be pipes that are—”

“Okay, why rely solely on logic and rationality, hm, Futturman? I thought video games were all about escape. It’s all just harmless fun.”

“Yeah, well, I’m much more into games with thought-out plots and challenges,” he remarked, making you roll your eyes playfully. “Anyways, it pretty much just got ruined for me even more when Tracy at the video game store talked about Luigi having a very hairy, Italian cock.”

You raise an eyebrow.

“Baby, I love you. However, your goddamn dick is currently inside of me. Please do not talk about Luigi’s theoretic hairy penis.”

“Noted,” he assents, going back to kissing you passionately, while moving slowly inside of you, yet deeper with each thrust. You let out a quiet, pleasured gasp as you felt him fill you perfectly, his hands lovingly gripping your waist to keep you still.

Your eyes closed as you indulged in the feeling of his gentle thrusts, him peppering kisses on your neck, softly chuckling under his breath. He guessed he was still in disbelief that he had someone as amazing as you.

“I… I still can’t believe someone as perfect as you would ever go out with a loser like me,” he scoffed, pressing more kisses against your neck and jaw.

“Hey, seriously?” You frown, holding his face in your hands once more, stroking his cheeks with your thumbs. “You are… a lot of things, Josh. But a loser isn’t one of them. Okay? You are so kind and funny and caring and thoughtful a-and—m-mm—amazing i-in general.”

“I—Fuck. I—I don’t deserve you,” he panted.

“J-Jesus Christ, sh-shut your fuckin’ rathole. Yes you do, baby. You deserve me as much as I deserve you.”

It was becoming harder to focus on your words as you continued to feel an increased sensation and pleasure as his thrusts quicken and falter. You let out a small gasp as you tense things up by wrapping your legs around his waist to bring him in even deeper. You two had been speaking and giggling to each other constantly that you didn’t even notice the lewd, wet, slapping against the skin that came from each heavy thrust. Josh grabbed one of your hands, interlocking your fingers tightly on the mattress beside your head.

“J-Josh, I—” You begin breathlessly.

“I know, me too,” he grunts as soft, inaudible whimpers and whines leave his lips while the movement of his hips stuttered. His rhythm was becoming unsteady, but it was also increasing in speed. “I—Y/n, f-fuck, I’m c—”

“Sh-shit, baby, I—” You pant as you felt closer and closer over the edge, every mere feeling increasing your stimulation. You bring your hand to cover your mouth and suppress any loud moans as you finally released, the knot in your stomach undoing itself as you sigh afterwards once your hand left your mouth. Josh came exactly right after you as his hips jolted for the final time, spilling his warm, white seed inside of you, burying his face in your neck to muffle a high-pitched grunt and acute whines.

You two were breathing heavily, kissing each other’s lips softly and lovingly after you both came down from your high. You two never moved from your position, still fragile and sore. Josh caressed the side of your waist under your shirt, his head resting in your neck as you moved your hand to play with his hair, holding him in your arms.

“This is probably the only time we’ll have together alone before we have to continue with the damn mission,” you figured, tangling his strands of hair in between your fingers.

“It’s bullshit,” he mumbles, his thumb continuing to rub your waist.

“Enjoy the moment while we can?” You suggested with a small chuckle.

“Yeah, I guess,” he sighed dejectedly.

A beat.

“Hm,” you hum thoughtfully.

“Yeah?”

“Nothing, I just… I like it whenever you’re inside of me,” you comment softly. This was probably the most affectionately vulnerable and honest you have been with him. Your tone lacked any intention for humor or lust; you were genuine.

He lifted his head up from your neck. “Seriously?”

“I don’t know. It just feels right. You know, as if you were, like, made for me exactly,” you whispered lovesickly, looking down at his sweet, plump lips to his profound, gorgeous brown eyes. “I wanna stay like this a little longer. You’re so perfect for me. I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” he replied with a smile, kissing your lips soothingly.

Then suddenly,

“Futturman! L/n! Get out of there, we gotta go now! Operation Cameronium!” Tiger called from the other side of the door. “Goddamnit. The fucking—tiny man—baby thing—is, just, really starting to piss me off. Let’s go!”

You and Josh looked at each other for a while in silence before bursting out into laughter.

“We-we better go before she considers murdering little baby Wallace,” you suggest with a soft smile.

“Yeah… Wait. Do you really think—”

“No…” You answer before he could finish his sentence. “I know she seems all stoic on the outside, but I feel like the past few days, she changed a bit. Empathy-wise. Slightly, at the very least.” Josh nods.

“I’m really gonna miss this,” he sighs.

“Me too. But don’t worry, once we fix everything, we have all the time in the world together,” you assert.

“Okay,” he smiles sweetly, kissing your lips before slowly pulling out of you, leaving you to feel empty and slightly bummed.

The two of you, with your clothes back on and hair quickly fixed, you waltzed downstairs with no problem. Your hands had been interlocked, faces a bit flushed as you smile to yourselves.

“You two sure look happy,” Diane expresses joyfully. “You really got into the Christmas spirit, wrapping all those gifts upstairs, huh?”

You giggled under your breath. “Oh, yeah, definitely, Mrs. Futturman. Uh, very much so. I really love Christmas, you know? The gift wrapping Joshy and I did upstairs and, you know, all the Christmas traditions. ‘Specially, ‘specially the yule log.” You look at Josh with a knowing grin as he just listened in, suspecting nothing at all. “Really makes you feel warm inside, am I right?”

[lovexjoe]

PENPALS Part 3

Your dad was suppose to be home 4 days ago with Uncle Mike but they are no where to be found. You were currently leaving the hospital when the news report caught your attention.. WANTED FUGITIVES? It broke your heart knowing Captain passed the way he did. Your dad gave you the phone call and you couldn’t even make it to the funeral due to your exams and clinicals. You knew it wasn’t true at all, someone had to be framing them.

But who is that other person with them? You knew Mike had a son but you never knew any details beyond that. They were broadcasting names and pictures on the tv. Uncle Mike popped up first. Your phone interrupted everything and you decided to just step outside because it was quiet hours in the hospital. You picked up the phone and nearly cried.

“Hey baby, yes I’m okay, but I need you to go to Dorn’s house. We got some injuries we need some help with.” Your heart felt whole again to hear your dad’s voice.

“Okay I’ll be right there.” You snuck out with a kit from the hospital and headed straight to Dorn’s house. You notice a black van was following you for quite some time, but you managed to lose them.

As you pulled into the driveway your heart started to beat fast. The idea of something happening to your dad really shook you to the core. Being away from home for so long due to nursing school you lost so much time with your family. You also missed Uncle Mike, he’s the only person that knows how to deal with your dad.

You knocked on the door to see Dorn and immediately he gives you a hug. You missed him and Kelly so much. As you walk inside you immediately give your dad a hug and check to see if he had any bad injuries.

“There’s my favorite niece!” Uncle Mike picks you up and spins you around. You noticed a familiar face in the kitchen and your heart immediately went to your ass.

“What the fuck are you doing here?!” You look at the prisoner who you’ve fell head over heels for but haven’t heard a word from in 2 weeks. Armando just stood in the kitchen holding a beer looking like a lost puppy. He knew he was going to see you once Marcus made that call.

“Y/N this is my son Armando he-“

“YOUR SON?!” You were in love with a MIKE 2.0 ??!??!!? That Lowrey DNA is a fucking bitch. You had the biggest crush on Uncle Mike in your teenage years now you bent ass backwards over his son.

“Princess it’s okay. He’s come a long way since killing Captain Howard-“ Marcus tries comforting you.

“Marcus…” Mike gives him a dirty look cause it was a low blow.

He killed Captain Howard?……

The look on your face broke Armando’s heart. Yes he killed Captain Howard and if he had a choice he would have never done it. He watched the terror of it unfold in front of his eyes and he regretted every moment of it. Whatever you guys had was probably dead after hearing that. You ended the conversation as you started to clean up Uncle Mike’s wounds.

“Geez I remember when I was babysitting you now you over here cleaning me up.” Mike jokes as he sips on a beer.

“Sounds like you getting old” You started to laugh as he straightens himself up and push his chest out.

“There was a car following me on the way over here but I managed to lose it.” You finished stitching up his wound and Armando was next.

“You should stay here tonight just in case. You and Armando can share the guest bedroom. Mike and Marcus can stay on the pullout.” Dorn suggested and Kelly agrees with him.

“Armando you sleeping on the floor and don’t get any ideas!” Marcus warns.

“Please Marcus, that boy is clearly in love with whoever in dem damn polaroids he got on him.” Mike teases and your face immediately turns red as you wipe down Armando’s wound. He tries to maintain a straight face but he couldn’t help the little smile that creeped up. Yes he was in love with you as crazy as it sounded. He wanted to tell you after the visit but he lost all his access due to the fight.

After playing nurse for everybody, it was time to clean up and get some rest. You and Armando headed off to the guest bedroom with the clothes and towels Dorn gave you. As soon as the door closed, you pulled him in for a hug. Yes he killed Captain Howard, but he wouldn’t be here if he didn’t have any redeeming qualities. You let all your emotions come to the surface.

“I thought I lost you…”You let out a soft cry. Armando caress your face and wiped your tears. He didn’t deserve you even after hearing he killed Captain you still wanted to talk to him. He didn’t want to question it, he just thanked his lucky stars.

“You could never lose me mami. I love you Y/N. The day after the visit, I wanted to tell you but the fight happened and they cut off all my access. I love you I’m so lucky to even have you.” That all you needed to hear. You pulled him in a for kiss. This time you guys had extra hours to yourself no guards to interrupt your time.

“Alright stinky go take a shower!” He strips down and you took both of your clothes to the laundry. Obviously you checked to see if anyone was up but the lights were already out. Your dad and Uncle Mike already snoring in the living room. You hopped into the shower with him, taking in his figure for the first time. He had old scars and some new wounds but god was he handsome. The water cascading down his caramel skin had you drooling. You couldn’t help but take in how …..packed he was. He was already bricked up but you couldn’t blame him. You knew he’d be getting off to your picture so seeing you in front of him like this…..he was using the last bit of self control he had.

“Touch me….” You wrapped his arms around you as the water hits the both of you. The warmth of the water and the steam filling the air was adding to the heat you were feeling for him.

“I-I shouldn’t ….we should wait…” Your foreheads touching as his hands stay firmly at your waist. He didn’t want you to feel like you were obligated to give him some ass just cause he’s out of prison. He could easily help himself in the middle of the night or just have self control. But seeing you out those fucking scrubs had him bricked and aching.

“Armando I’ve waited long enough…please touch me….I need you…” you moved his hands to your ass and started to kiss on his neck.

Fuck. The self control was out the window.

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[multifariousqueer]

im starving for 42 miles and i agree w ur hcs so can u pls write a fem reader fic where we’re chilling at home n he js barges in one night all roughed up n he has heaps of cuts n is bloody- and we get concerned but we know not to ask so we js silently patch him up while he stares at us (and hes got like sm thoughts in his head ab how much he loves us and appreciates us etc) and u can finish it off BUT YEAH

also pls include the pet names cos his accent has me WEAKKK and ik he def calls us ma and mami😩😩😩

Ofc Love!!! I’ve wanted to get this done for a bit now so here it is!!:

A/n: keep requesting miles!42 and regular miles fics please!! 🩷

Warnings: suggestiveness at the end, make out sessions, angst, fluff, groping(it’s consensual and it’s only seen when you squint), love confessions, possible spoilers if you haven’t seen atsv yet

3:00 AM

You: miles, baby are you okay?

Seen

You: are you mad at me for the joke I made about your braids being fluffy?

Seen

You: I didn’t mean it

You: text me when you can. Love you 🩷🩷

Seen

You fell asleep exasperated like you’ve been doing for the last three weeks now. Miles hasn’t been answering any of your texts or calls and has been leaving you on seen for no reason. When you did see him in person, he looked tired and diminished. Ever since his dad died, he’s been acting weird like this; but you could understand why. Although him and Uncle Aaron were closer, Miles was still really close to his dad and his dad loved you. You came over Rio and Miles’ house every day since then and tried to provide solace to them but Miles was always gone when you came over. His room looked different too, having ditched the bright superhero posters and traded them in for boxing gloves and a punching bag. Thankfully, you had established trust with Miles and he knew he could come to you any time, you just didn’t expect him to come through your window at 4:00 AM on a Saturday morning.

It was about 3:15 when he saw your message, he wondered why you were still up and what were you doing but he couldn’t ponder the question for too long because he had someone chained up to his punching bag.

“Miles? Get off your phone, man.”- Uncle Aaron’s voice brought Miles back to reality

Miles did as told and geared up to kill the young boy who looked exactly like himself when all of a sudden, the chains fell and the doppelgänger swung at Miles’ perfectly structured face. A few of the punches connected but he was still able to subdue the mirrored image of himself(if everything went right).

However, Miles’ suit had been clobbered, his clothes covered in blood from a broken nose and blood from the fight. Even though he won, he couldn’t go back to his house because his mom would admonish him for this and Uncle Aaron was keeping watch so he went to your house.

You heard faint tapping on the window that you had assumed it was a bird, until the tapping became a loud knocking. You scurried up grabbing the nearest thing that looked like a weapon and went to the window. You found a battered Miles and knew something was wrong:

“Miles?”-you whisper shouted

“Ola mi amor” he said, trying to be suave but flinching in pain

You opened the window and let him in. You knew he was rough and bloodied up for a reason but it was late(or early depending on how you look at it) and you knew he wouldn’t tell you why; a small part of you also knew but chose not to acknowledge it. You just silently grabbed the first aid kit and patched him up as best as you could. You noticed he had a broken nose:

“Rough night?” You Said, trying to ease the tension

Miles didn’t reply, rather he looked at you through bruised eyes and simply nodded.

“Your nose is broken. You should probably go the the hospital for that” you said, nonchalantly

“Can’t you fix it?” He mumbled

“not easily” you mumbled, mocking his tone

He gave you an annoyed glare before saying:

“I’m sorry to come in late like this. And I’m sorry I’ve been ignoring you, Mami; it’s a lot going on that you wouldn’t understand and I’m trying to protect you.”

“It would’ve been nice for you to call or text” you said while closing the first-aid kit.

“I knew you would’ve worried about me and I didn’t want that” he said, hanging his head

“I’m your girlfriend, it’s my job to worry about you” you chuckled

It was like a Disney movie, Miles realized that if no one else would, you would hold it down for him and that you were gonna be there through thick and thin. He knew he loved you but this solidified it in his mind; he knew that if he survived long enough, you were gonna be his wife. It would be you waking him up everyday, it would be you kissing him goodnight and good morning, it would be you carrying and having his babies. Some days, he would wake up and wonder how he got so lucky with someone like you but he never thought too much into it because he knew he would find a way to sabotage it for himself but now, he didn’t care:

“I love you, Y/n” he said

“I love you too, Miles” you replied softly

“No. I mean like I love you so much that I can’t stand it, I wanna marry you, Y/n and be with you for life. If no one else has me, I know you do and I can’t even imagine myself without you.” Miles said

You started to tear up before crashing your lips onto his. Your lips moved in perfect sync as he grabbed your hips with one hand, and cupped your face in the other. You stayed this way for a while until Miles slipped his tongue into your mouth, battling for dominance against your tongue which he emerged victorious. He started moving his other hand to your ass as you moved yours to his chest when suddenly, you hear your parent call out:

“Y/n!!!”

“Yeah” you replied nervously, Miles leaving a trail of kisses down your neck

“Breakfast is ready” they shouted

You looked at your phone as Miles rubbed your back and saw it was 8:00 already.

“Shit” You Said under your breath, partly because of how Miles was making you feel

“Go Mamà, we’ll finish this later” he said against his neck

“Okay I love you, call me this time” you smiled

“Por supesto, Mami” he replied

You went down for breakfast and sat in your normal spot:

“Y/n?” Your parent said

“Yeah?” You replied

“What’s that on your neck?” They smirked

Damn it Miles

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Por supesto- of course

[bonefall]

Any thoughts on Nettlepaw? The apprentice who helps Mapleshade out and tells her Frecklewish saw/knew her kits drowned? He's a complete nothing later but he sits in my head as the one clan cat willing to show compassion to a mother who just lost her children, and I wonder how he felt when she went on to murder his clan mates. Because the obvious way, he feels bad and hates her. But I could also see the opposite, where he sees it a hypocritical of Oakstar to cry for murder after his son's drowning, then be horrified his daughter was injured/killed by a mother whose children died because of him. Idk, I like that he's one of only two people to reach out to help Mapleshade and I think he deserves some more attention

I have a really strong headcanon that Nettlepaw is actually the brother of Flowerpaw, the apprentice who died trying to save Birchface from the river. I really like the idea that the simple reason he helped Mapleshade in that moment was because he was so very tired of hearing about innocent people dying.

So... who cares if Ravenwing is going to be upset I lost some herbs, or my mentor might make me pick ticks off the elders? I can't do this anymore. Please, let there just be a small moment of kindness. Even if it doesn't last.

In BB, Nettlepaw is the son of Beetail, the deputy. He also happens to be the half-brother of Birchface and Frecklewish.

Beetail's first mate was Shinecloud, who is the sister of BB!Oakstar. She fell from a tree, and Oakstar helped raise his nespring with Beetail in her absence.

Eventually, Beetail fell in love with Dawnfeather, and Flower and Nettle came along. The two were close with their older half-siblings, it was a happy blended family.

So when Flowerpaw and Birchface died in the same night, it was a devastating blow. Nettlepaw took it better than Frecklewish did, though.

He's got Dawnfeather, alive and well at the moment. Frecklewish lost her brother, the one who remembered their mother.

So Nettlepaw doesn't really know how to help, even though he wants to. Superficially it looks like the same kind of grief, but it's very different underneath.

When Mapleshade's kittens came around, everything looked so much brighter. It was like Frecklewish was her old self again.

I don't see Nettlebreeze as being a very abstract thinker. He's not particularly poetic or eloquent, he's very straightforward and honest in how he assesses the world. The code is the code... but it's very sad that Mapleshade is all alone and the children are dead. It's not right.

Something feels wrong that the kittens lived thinking he was their half-uncle, and died thinking he hated them now. That the answer to so much death was even more death. And, sadly, it's not about to get any better.

Sad character, basically. He yearns for kindness in a cruel world, just before a rampage that will take his last sibling from him, and with the Crusades looming on the horizon.

[jayswritings13]

Multi-fandom: Hello Nurse

Summary: After they get injured, you help clean them up.

Included: Robby Keene (Cobra Kai), Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom), Santana Lopez (Glee), and Moana (Disney), April O'Neil (TMNT), Moxxie and Millie (Helluva Boss)

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Robby Keene (Cobra Kai)

"This is gonna sting."

"Do it." You nodded, quickly placing the alcohol soaked rag on Robby's cheek, hesitating when he winced in pain.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" Robby tried to grin, but even that couldn't hide the pain in his eyes. "You didn't do this."

"I know, but still," You shrugged, "I don't like seeing you like this."

Silence.

"While we're on that subject, who di-"

"It was no one important." He said. "I was training with Mr. LaRusso and Sam."

"Okay," you said, "must've been one tough training for the great Robby to get injured."

"I don't know about 'great'."

"I do." You said, placing a bandaid over the cut on his cheek, "so keep the rough shit for the mat and not training."

Santana Lopez (Glee)

"I told you," Santana rolled her eyes, "I'm fine."

"I'll believe that when you stop bleeding, San." You spat back, pressing the damp towel to her forehead.

"Oh, please," Santana scoffed, "You should see the other guy."

"Stay still. You're dripping all over the floor."

"Good, then maybe that little gremlin will face some consequences."

"What happened?"

"Just a little rumor that needed to be squashed and a huge ego that got brought to size." She shrugged, though you caught the small smirk edging the corner of her lips. "Just the regular stuff."

"And that led to you bleeding."

"I was getting there," Santana said, "Anyway, she didn't take it well and went at me." She paused, grinning, "But, you know me...."

"I do." You laughed, slipping your hand into hers, "I know you pretty well."

Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom)

"Just because you're half ghost, doesn't make you invincible, Danny!"

"Ow!" He grimaced as you tightened your grip on his arm. "Some nurse you are." He grumbled.

"I mean, what the fuck?!" You continued, ignoring his comment and wrapping more gauze around his arm. "Were you trying to get yourself killed? I know that Vlad is your uncle and all-"

"That doesn't mean anything. Things just went too far."

"You got too cocky," You paused, dropping your grip on his arm, "is what I think you meant to say."

"I'm okay, FYI."

"This time, Danny!" You sighed, "This time you are." You dropped his arm, sitting down next to him. "What about next time? Or the time after that?"

"I've gotten myself out of things like these before and I continously will," Danny said, "Or, well, as long as I have you by my side, I will."

"That was so cheesy."

"But, it worked, didn't it?"

"Shut up," you laughed, "and just be more careful."

Moana (Disney)

"Please don't tell my dad," Moana muttered against your shoulder as you helped her over to the sand, helping her sit down.

"Please, right now that's the least of my worries," You said, kneeling in front of her red and swollen ankle. "How do you think that he's not gonna notice this?"

"It's not that noticeable."

"Really?" You scoffed, "You can barely walk on it, Moana. I'm sure that if he doesn't notice, you're mom will."

"Just..." Moana sighed, "Please don't tell him. Please." She gripped your hand, taking your attention off of her ankle. "I don't need another lecture from him."

"You hurt your ankle walking through the village with me this morning."

"What?"

"You're gonna need a cover." You said, "He means well, but I know what you mean."

"Thank you." Moana winced, as you wrapped her ankle.

"Just be careful out there. For me please."

"Of course." Moana smiled, "Now, help me up."

April O'Neil (TMNT)

"It's just a scratch."

"Just a scratch. You're bleeding on my couch, April." You said, handing April a tissue, while you pulled the first aid kit closer to you.

"I'm fine." April said, holding the tissue to her cheek. "It barely gazed me."

"It- Grazed?" You shuttered, shocked. "Were you in the alley fighting with Jones?"

"It's called training."

"I call bullshit." Grabbing gaze and some tape out of the kit, "You know better than to do that shit with Casey. How the hell do you think he got that fucking gap?!"

"Whatever, I totally kicked his ass this time."

"What'd you do? Widen that gap, April?" You laughed.

"Maybe," April winced as you placed an alcohol soaked cloth on her cheek. "Ow! You don't have to press so hard?"

"You don't have to get hurt this hard." You countered, smirking. "Maybe, I should go teach Casey a god damn lesson."

"Too late." April grinned, wincing in pain.

Moxxie & Millie (Helluva Boss)

"Wow, I thought that you said that the hit was 'no big deal'...?"

"It wasn't."

"Bullshit. Why are you both bandaged up?!"

"Well, we- I mean, I sort of-"

"It's not a big deal," Millie shrugged, "We're fine, (Y/N)."

"What if you weren't?!" You exclaimed, "What if you two were seriously fucking hurt and didn't come back?"

"(Y/N)...."

"No, I know what you're gonna say. You're gonna tell me to have more faith and that you too are a team, handling it together." You sighed, "But, that doesn't mean that I can't worry about you two. I mean, you guys literally kill people for a living and seem to have a target on your back from others."

"Not entirely our fault." Millie said, as Moxxie nodded.

"Yeah. Who knew that Blitz had so many people who hated him?" Moxxie said. "And I mean like a shit ton of peo-"

"What I think Moxxie is trying to say is," Millie interrupted, "We'll try to be careful for you."

"Thanks," You smiled, "Now, get over here. Whoever wrapped your wounds did a fucking terrible job." You laughed.

"Hey! It's hard to do it one arm!"

[bonebabbles]

God the new ultimate guide sucks

It's not JUST the awful art, either. The art's just worth mentioning because even if the book's info had been terrible or contained nothing new, really cute art can make it still worth having.

But, no, it's even full of recycled lines we've been hearing for years like "Bramblestar Can Match Squirrelflight's Fire Not Contain It," and that's when it DOES get everything right. These entries leave out major, important details (making them bad summaries) and are sometimes even straight-up incorrect.

SUMMARY THOUGHTS

Leafpool is said to have watched Brambleclaw kill Hawkfrost to save Firestar-- but for one, no, she was not there because Ashfur was still leading her and Squilf towards the scene. For two, no, Brambleclaw did not kill Hawkfrost just to save Firestar, it was self-defense. Hawkfrost had him pinned and was going to kill him.

They're REAL cute about Leafpool's death, too, neglecting to mention WHY the Sisters needed to be saved at all and just saying Leafpool's "generosity" lead to her death in that cave-in.

I'm not even going to get into everything on Bramble's entry jesus christ.

Sagewhisker's entry is ESPECIALLY fucken' dandy, framing Yellowfang's Secret like she was simply waiting patiently for Yellow to realize her 'destiny' and not actively shoving it on her at every opportunity.

Leopardstar's entry states that romantic interest in Tigerstar was part of her motivation. "Perhaps she'd hoped he would be her mate" please speak to a woman irl for once in your life.

Gray Wing's entry forgot that the reason he "blamed himself" for Bright Stream's death is because he was literally staring at his big strong brother too much and tripped on a root in front of him. It IS his fault she died.

Clear Sky/Skystar's entry is just obscene. "He regretted abandoning his son and after a fire, he encouraged him to live with him" instead of "saw his teenage child was useful now and bullied and belittled the kid and his uncle into letting Thunder come with him." "Retaining his fierceness towards his cats and outsiders which caused his son to leave" instead of "murdering, brutalizing, and abusing everyone around him caused Thunder to leave." I'll just say this tho; "Fierce" is an interesting way to spell "Cruel."

It's interesting that they don't point out that a major part of Jagged Peak's arc was proving he was "Just As Good" as every other cat in spite of his disability, thanks to his introduced-and-pregnant-in-the-same-book wife becoming his life coach, only earning Clear Sky's respect after being allowed to physically lead a patrol in Blazing Star. Instead they frame him finding his place through taking care of kits, which... was something he seemed to resent in the actual series, considering how the books suddenly treat Gray Wing's protective treatment of him as a terrible thing in Blazing Star because he "didn't give him a chance". But at the same time I actually strongly dislike Jagged Peak and his messy, frustrating character arc so I'm not really UPSET with it. Just... noting it. I suppose this is the official direction they're taking away from it?

Shadowstar's entry is barely even 3 paragraphs yikes.

SHORT STORY THOUGHTS

And if you're wondering if the 4 brand new stories they smooshed into the end in a desperate attempt to make the rush job worth buying are good? No. Of course not. They're all slop.

Story 1: Firestar and Graystripe

First one's a marginally cute story about Graystripe and Firestar which is setting up the framing device linking the mini-tales together. They both remember this situation where Firestar fell into a ditch wrong. The punchline is that Thunderstar remembers it perfectly and they're both like, "WOW! Too bad Thunderstar's memory sucks!"

It's not terrible, but it does feel a bit pointless. But, hey, if you want more Firestar and Graystripe in the series that tosses them fanservice at every turn, who am I to judge?

Story 2: Dovewing and Ivypool

The next one is the Dovewing/Ivypool reconciliation passage everyone's talking about. It's... fine, but immensely dissatisfying to me.

Dovewing is apparently having problems adjusting to her Clan, grapples a little bit with the fact she has no friends but is going to be finding meaning in helping tigerHeartstar "bring the new ShadowClan into existence." She ultimately decides that she needs to talk to her sister, and begs for reassurance that Ivypool believes in her, feeling that her support can help her get through this difficult time in her life.

I think its biggest problem is that Dovewing was not the right choice for the POV here.

Dove was never the one responsible for the rift in their relationship. Ivypool is. Ivypool is the one who was jealous, willing to sabotage anything that would put Dovewing closer to Tigerheart, and continues to be generally aggressive towards her. So when Dovewing is reaching out to Ivypool in hopes of them reconciling, it feels wrong because Ivypool is the one that should be reaching out to Dovewing. SHE is the one who has some things to apologize for, and to show how much she loves and misses her.

It's even kind of frustrating, because Dovewing can never catch a break. She has to have these problems to force her to reach out, Ivypool even ends up suggesting that she leave and come home and take her kids with her, but in the end even a LITTLE bit of assurance from her aggressive sister helps.

I feel super bad for Dovewing, man. She deserves better than this cheap writing. What was the point of such an unsatisfying, rushed reconciliation, shoved into a crummy field guide, when we KNOW from the newest book that they're just going to use tension between them as part of the drama anyway?

shouldn't have even been written, imo. Even ends off with, "They'll always have each other :)" which is so... cliche. It's TIRED. Are any of you really happy with just getting a retconned platitude in a good-for-nothing field guide, instead of seeing complicated, INTERESTING feelings in a main book?

Story 3: Alderheart and Twigbranch

A tale of Cherryfall getting sick during TBC and Alderheart sneaks back into the territory to treat her. Also Crowfeather has a scene where he yells at him. Charming.

Twigbranch comes up with a diversion while Alderheart does his work, which is cute. It's a fine story.

Story 4: Clear Sky

Trash. Three dogs spawn in the middle of a gathering so that Skystar can have an uwu big boy sendoff saving his grandkit. Then he goes to StarClan and throws a fit because they can't give him ANOTHER life, becoming so upset that he attacks the nearest woman. Naturally, Shadowstar brushes it off because it's not the first time Clear Sky has pummeled her in the midst of an adult tantrum and this book series thinks violence is fine if their favorite sadboy does it.

Then Gray Wing brings him to the magic mirror pool where you can see the living, to confirm that Star Flower is ok and that makes him feel better.

Then it launches into Firestar saying "ouuuugh yum I LOVE the taste of his butthole. Clear Sky is so misunderstood, He Just Loved Too Much."

to which Graystripe responds, "Yes, he was a good and amazing person and his farts smells SO good, and can you believe that some people think StarClan punished his Clan for his arrogance? As if he ever did anything wrong, ever?"

Firestar, indignant, refutes it with, "Ugh!! StarClan would NEVER be interesting, we don't punish living cats we just float around and make vague, frustrating prophecies that do nothing but pad the word count. Why cant ppl understand that, gosh."

who wrote this? Gray Wing??

[saltygilmores]

Thoughts While Watching Gilmore Girls, 3x9, A Deep Fried Korean Thanksgiving, Part III--"Lorelai Mourns Her Breakup WIth Dean--WTF Is Wrong With This Bish, No Seriously, Someone Needs To Study Her in A Lab Or Something" OR "Doofus In A Green Apron And the Woman Who Loved Him" Or "Supermarket Seduction: The Lorelai Gilmore Affair"

I'm kinda obsessed with playing Brand Name I Spy whenever someone visits Doose's. It's kinda fun to play Stars Hollow Anthropologist and figure out how these curious creatures live, what products they subsist on. In this scene I spotted (deep breath) Whiskas Cat Food, Ring Pops,Alpo and Pedigree Dog Food, Barilla Pasta Sauce, Princella Canned Sweet Potatoes, A1 Steak Sauce, Carnation Canned Milk, Sunkist Orange Soda, Dole bananas, Planters cashews ,Lindt chocolate, Dentyne Ice Gum, Uncle Ben's Rice, some kind of Ragu instant meal, Ocean Spray pie filling, Symphony chocolate bars, Vaseline and a variety of lotions (for which Jess is grateful), Band Aids, Stove Top Stuffing, Campbell's Soup, Gatorade, Mylanta, Pepcid, Ponds cream, Advil (both regular and a fruit flavored Children's variety), SO MUCH TYLENOL, Snuggle Detergent, Bounce Fabric Softener, Q Tips, Bactine, Neosporin, Quilted Northern wet wipes, Chapstick, 2 ginormous boxes of Kraft Instant Mac & Cheese, a WHOLE LOT of First Response pregnancy tests and ovulation kits (every one of these brands is still in existence 22 years later, btw) Aaaand last but not least: Kirk, A grown ass woman with a sick obsession over her daughter's teenage ex boyfriend, and a doofwad wearing a green apron.

The way those pregnancy tests are so fucking prominent in the background is sending me into orbit. Who is even getting laid in The Hollow besides Babette/Morey and Miss Patty, and they're past menopause. Things Doose's Market does not sell: Condoms Things Doose's Market does sell: Cigarettes (there's a "We Card" placard on the register)

The WB network was truly the place to be for product placement in the early 2000s.

SHE'S GOIN IN FOR THE KILL! da dum da dum da dum dadumdumdumdumdum

The two of them making eye contact across the market. PLEASE!

Dean: OH SHIT. SHE'S HERE. GO LIMP, FORRESTER.

The way she looks at him! I ship them so hard! I also ship Dean's face with the business end of a speeding train!

What kind of slave driver is Taylor Doose for making Dean work on Thanksgiving? Please make him work every holiday, Taylor. His family won't miss him. (I know that here in the US quite a lot of supermarkets stay open on Thanksgiving, at least for a half day anyway, but like, why isn't Taylor working? He's probably taking a Thanksgiving holiday in Hawaii with the money he's embezzled from all the town fundraisers. Broken bridge my ass). Dean says he's getting paid time and a half for working the holiday, so I will not be calling the Connecticut Board of Labor on Taylor. Luke, meanwhile,continues to pay his nephew in acorns. For what the DALA is worth, it really leans creepily one sided. Lorelai's always coming onto Dean with Dean looking bewildered with the milf seduction. Well, maybe not in this scene from season 4, he was pretty into it by then.

Puke.

Lorelai: I'll give you time and half. in my bed.

L: Dean, Wait... D, slowly turning around clutching packs of Dentyne gum: Yeah? L: I...LOVE YOU. Nah just kidding. We know it actually gets a helluva lot weirder than that.

The look on Doofwad's face says even he knows you're full on delulu. She makes a speech to Dean about how when you live in a small town you shouldn't shit where you eat, metaphorically speaking. I mean, after all the times she's had to scramble to find alternate dining establishments because she had a spat with Luke, she should know. Lorelai wants Dean to know that she's done hiding from him. Uhh...

Dean just got the memo that he was avoiding Lorelai.

For as long as I live I will never let you live this line down, Lorelai Gilmore. Salty Gilmore's Gravestone will read: Here Lies SaltyGilmores March 24th, 2022-???? She Recalled That In The Thanksgiving Episode Lorelai Gilmore Told Dean Forrester That They Weren't Broken Up Yet

Dean: Okay, whatever you say, DeLuLu Lady.

Get yourself a partner who looks at you the way Lorelai Gilmore looks at the local teenage bagboy.

That was pretty intense, Deano. Take a deep breath, it'll be okay. Just head over to the lotion aisle and then make yourself comfy in the break room. Lorelai exits the market to meet Rory, seemingly drained, and shaken by the events that just transpired. When Rory (who is now avoiding entering Doose's Market herself in this neverending game of Business Boycott Roulette) asks how it went, Lorelai can barely speak, as if moments ago she had just done all the heavy lifting for her own relationship and not Rory's. Truly twisted stuff, I'm telling ya. (by the way thank you to @ernestonlysayslovelythings (AGAIN) for pointing out that Jess' green coat makes at least one more appearance. I'll have to postpone the Coat Funeral/Ritual Burning To Ward It Of Evil Spirits)

[fancyfeathers]

Father Like Daughter (Yandere William James Moriarty and his darling having a genius daughter

I think the time the children have gotten in the most trouble was not when Eloise back talked her father, or when Andrei used gunpowder and matches to blow up a window lock, or even when Marguerite intercepted a mission when they all ran away by breaking Moran’s gun, but it is when they followed into a mission. They have followed missions before, mostly Eloise and Andrei, and they have gotten caught but this one…

Remember the hunting of the Baskervilles?

Eloise was ease dropping when Fred told William about what was happening, she stumbled upon it by accident really, she would have been asleep but Madeline had a nightmare and Eloise was going to get a glass of water for her.

“Eloise, please come out from behind the door.”

Her father of course knew she was there and just sighed and stood up from his chair as he saw his eldest daughter step out from her hiding place, the glass of water for Madeline in both of her hands. His tone was not even upset with her, he sounded concerned if anything.

“I am going to tuck Eloise back in bed, I will be back shortly.”

With a hand on her back, he leads his daughter back to her bedroom where Madeline is also sitting awake. He pulls the covers up over each of his daughters’s beds and them. He goes to turn of their lamp and as he is about to step out of their room he looks back at Eloise.

“I know you overheard by chance, but Eloise if I catch you outside of the house when we are dealing with this request you will be staying in the Durham estate for a very long time, do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, father.”

“Good, sweet dreams you two.”

He closes the door behind him and after a few minutes there is another knock on the door and Andrei, Marguerite, and little Hyacinth are peaking their heads inside. William’s daughters sit up in bed and Madeline turns the lamp back on as everyone comes in. Marguerite and Hyacinth overheard as well as their room shares a wall with William’s study and Marguerite went to tell Andrei and honestly it was a miracle she was not caught since his bedroom is in between the other side of William’s office, but Andrei’s closet is in between those two, and Albert’s and his darling’s bedroom. Andrei thinks they should go, but Eloise is skeptical due to what she heard herself and what her own father told her.

“Well we just have to remain unseen then.”

Their approach would be to save victims rather than try to kill somebody else. Eloise is still skeptical as she and the others get ready to sneak out. She has a feeling of dread building in her chest, she sees Hyacinth especially and worries for her safety but Andrei and Marguerite reassure her that they both can protect her as they climb out of the window. It would not take them long to figure out that they need to be headed to Dartmoor but it also does not take long for William to receive word from Albert that the children had snuck out and he would be absolutely furious and terrified, he hoped that they would find them before they reached the hunting grounds but that never happens.

Andrei and Hyacinth are the first ones to be found along with one of the other children. Andrei is wrapping up the child’s wound with a small first aid kit he brought along and Hyacinth is keeping watch, but clearly not good enough because they are found by their Uncle Louis, Mr. Moran, and Fred. Hyacinth would have screams in fright as Louis set a hand on a shoulder if it wasn’t for him also covering her mouth as well. Fred carries the injured boy on his back while Moran is keeping an eye on Andrei and Louis keeps a firm grip on Hyacinth’s wrist. They tell them that they just wanted to make sure the children were saved since-

“You two will be silent for the rest of this mission, do I make myself clear?”

“…Yes, Uncle Louis.”

It was only of the only times Louis is ever harsh on the children, especially Hyacinth who is practically on the brink of tears. The two of them stay with Fred while Louis and Sebastian end the lives of two of the nobles and rescue two more of the children, making seem what they were trying to do more obsolete.

Marguerite and Madeline are the next ones to be found, by William this time. He finds them arguing in hushed and panicked tones and hiding behind foliage. He assumes Eloise is with Andrei and Hyacinth until he sees the absolute fear and panic in the two cousins eyes as they hear William’s voice call their names and Madeline begins immediately crying and apologizing.

“I-I am s-so sorry papa, I-I told Eloise to s-stay close but she wandered up a-ahead a-and- I am so sorry-“

“Madeline, tell me what happened this instant.”

“Eloise got taken.”

William actually feels sick to his stomach when he hears that, and without even thinking he grabs the girls by their arms and pulls them along without thinking.

“P-papa-“

“Madeline, you will be quiet, Eloise has made enough of a problem already-“

Then Marguerite steps in…

“It was Andrei’s idea to come.”

Then William’s mind just goes on autopilot until he reaches that room, with those offerings, the heads. Seeing the two children on the floor and the noble with his hand firmly around Eloise’s wrist which is clearly broken, which is the least of her injuries. William just sees red and within moments the noble is nothing more than a corpse and he drops everything to grab Eloise and hold her as just just cries and apologizes like Madeline did earlier, but the only difference is that Eloise has never apologized before for anything.

“Shh, everything will be okay now, we are going home.”

Eloise must have passed out because when she is waking up next she is laying in bed back home, the sting of stitches in her legs, stomach, and arms, and her arm in a cast and bandages covering much of the rest of her body. But while she is home, it’s not London but Durham, so she must have been unconscious for days. She crawls out of her own bed despite the aching of her limbs and walks down the hall to her parents’ room. William and his darling are asleep next to each other when the weight in the bed shifts, waking them both up only to see their eldest daughter crawling in between them. William just smiles as he wraps his arms around his darling and his daughter.

Eloise will never admit it when she wants to be held, but she will show it when she needs to be held.

[the-owl-tree]

They should have redeemed Hawkfrost <- (incredibly biased because I saw "Hawkfrost regretted following his father" in a warrior cats facts #17 video at the age of 11 and latched onto it like a starving animal. I have made an au where he is the DF trainees cool uncle and dies protecting Ivypaw instead of Hollyleaf)

BUT like seriously Please....I want characters to go through changes, especially when a series is presented generationally (???) like warrior cats. I want to see Tigerstar have some morals at first in his hell training, then have them slip away as he becomes more and more obsessed with killing Firestar. I want Hawkfrost to realize he was so young when he died and that he could have had his whole life in front of him if it wasn't for his father. I want to see what changes Mapleshade from a desperate mother to "kill their kits so they won't have anything to fight for."

Snowtuft was SO GOOD and then they killed him off so they wouldn't have to write redemption in???????????????? so strange

strongly agree | agree | neutral | disagree | strongly disagree

BIG AND TRUE REDEMPTION PLEASE. it is so fucked up that darkstripe and hawkfrost and snowtuft just. don't get to have more fully realized arcs. redeem them please, sol is still out there you can turn him into a snivelling little side chartacter PLEASE

[candygalaxyyy]

Rearranging the Scenes in ‘Never Let Me Go’ Episode 11

Rewatching ep 11 of nlmg felt weird because the pacing is a bit off (and many people have pointed this out across different social media hell-scapes). The content of the episode was perfect but the order of events felt a bit rushed and confusing. Therefore, I have rearranged it in a way which makes sense chronologically and logically (to me anyways). I still like the episode but it’s just not my favourite, and that’s okay. *DISCLAIMER* I am not a director or screenwriter and I do not have a degree in film (nor am I studying for one - I literally do international development and sociology), I am just doing this as an avid consumer of film and tv shows!

Part 1/4: I would have preferred if the first part was actually the end of part 2 instead. It would have been great if they showed them living together again; have them working together and sorting out hotel stuff, like when they went to the market. Just overall boyfriend vibes. The scene where Chopper texts Ben is okay but unnecessary. It would have driven the plot further if we got more interactions with his dad, so we see the point that lead to him pulling out the gun. I mean good on him but I feel like we should have seen his breaking point. And Perth is a good actor so it would have ate down.

They should have also had an in-depth conversation about their strategy of ‘fighting and dying together’ and not letting Kit manipulate them. In all honesty, the mere idea that Palm even considered killing Thanya is so out of character, literally the biggest plot hole EVER in the history of mankind! The fact that he even made it to her hospital room is beyond me. That scene should have never happened. PERIOD.

Part 2/4: So Kit is triggered with them thriving and depending on each other, so he decides to confront Nueng about him canceling his business plans. This makes him even more triggered, thus leading to him kidnapping + threatening Palm. But Palm doesn’t take the bait at all! He pretends to but when confronted by Kit in the bathroom later on he shuts him down. So he decides to order his men to kill Nueng and his mum once and for all. It would have been nice to see him plotting this and have Chopper listening in (and maybe recording too for evidence).

Part 3/4: This parts pacing was good for me. The only thing I would alter is Thanya waking up, Nueng updating her on his life while wiping her hand is perfect and sweet. However I was somewhat underwhelmed :( I think it would have been more emotional if she woke up in the finale after they defeated Kit. Like imagine they just got done with the evil that is uncle Supakit and that second they get a call from the hospital that she’s alive. Almost as if their lives exchanged, he had to die to let Thanya’s soul be free, because with him around she would never know peace. Dramatic yes, but dramatic in a good way!

Part 4/4: This part was also nicely paced, but the only thing that bothers me is the lack of protection for Nueng. LIKE WHAT ARE THE BODYGUARDS FOR, WALKING DOWN STAIRS LOOKING ALL COOL?! There should have been a scene where Kit’s underlines fight off his bodyguards and maybe even Palm. Up the angst there, you know. So we see Palm panic and being so concerned, because he just saw Nueng get kidnapped and he couldn’t save him. So his confrontation with Chopper, that we saw in the preview, carries more weight.

The end. Roll the preview.

To me this is a more satisfying sequence of events and in my head this is the way the episode goes now.

[justafriend-ql]

love how none of us are talking about uncle kit ordering palm to kill tanya and nueng next episode. like PLEASE BE SERIOUS.

[theodoraflowerday]

heartstopper s3e2 live episode reaction

and it's gonna start to get so much worse I wanna bask on that final scene for a little longer

bro it took me one hour to watch a half hour episode

"shame mom had to pull out" honestly yeah it's such a shame I'm gonna miss Sarah so much this season

but also HELLO AUNT PEGGY CARTER

oh he wrote it down lmao me too charlie

OH. OH OKAY CHARLES

bro and by the end of this they're gonna be having sex idk how I'm gonna cope

tori's face.... she's always so worried about charlie I get her so much

oh my god

JANE STOP

TORI SPRING CHARLIE'S #1 DEFENDER

"can you please not undermine me like that in front of him" stop making her do your job then she's a *child*

I see julio's prob not gonna be in this season either lol bc that was his line not tori's

oh my god auntie diane didn't know (or at least not officially bc i know sarah was gushing over charlie)

bro and nick came out to her just like that....... my baby boy I'm so proud of him

"you know me" "I do" oh I BET y'all do

"I'll be good" "not too good tho" OOHHHHHH AYEEEEEEEEEE

I know in the comics they've only been dating for a year and I know they're probably at MOST late 20s but please can we have a nathan/youssef wedding in s4 (at least just a mention)

STOP DARCY'S GRANDMA IS SO WHOLESOME please don't be transphobic

not sahar saying she's unsurprised about imogen's high drama grade skfjdkfk y'all are gonna be the messiest gfs

oh darcy baby

ALL NINES??????

OXBRIDGE PREP GROUP AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA LETS FUCKIN GO TARA

"exams mean nothing" oh tori baby

omg nick did terrible at math he's so relatable I love him

oh wait he passed math. is it obvious I'm not english lmao

"NEVER IN DOUBT" oh uncle rick you'll always be famous

god please let charlie go to menorca with nick's family next year please

oh that's not great

NOT A SHIRTLESS SELFIE NICHOLAS YOU WHORE

oh isaac youll get used to this don't worry (yes worry)

OH HELLO JACK MADDOX

"you're abandoning me again" god every time tori speaks it tugs at my heartstrings

"I don't wanna see mum" and she accepts it.... greatest big sister in the world bro

oh char

CATCH PLANES NOT FEELINGS LMFAOOOOOOO IMOGEN I LOVE YOU

OH AUNTIE DIANE IS A PSYCHIATRIST LETS GOOOOOOO TEAM PSYCH

oh nick baby talk to her she's about the single most qualified person you could be talking about this to

oh I love you darcy's grandma you're so cute

darcy giving away her skirts..... or should I say THEIR SKIRTS. LET'S GO NB DARCY

oh tori

oh tori no

oh my god tori no

bro tori is breaking my heart CAN WE GET MICHAEL HERE WE NEED SUNSHINE

TAO NOOOOOOOOOO

"I wish I'd sat still" oh no

bro this show is gonna fuck me up

Isaac being worried about charlie 😭 also isaac being annoyed is SO ME I'd be smacking them left and right like wow

NOT ELLE COPYING TAO'S "RRRUDE"

ISAAC WENT TO CHECK ON CHARLIE what the fuck no one appreciates isaac enough what the fuck

oh they're watching a movie :( bffs :(

I love them so much your honor

also where are imogen and sahar I miss them :(

oh my GOD TORI IS ON TUMBLR

HER BEST FRIENDS HER BROTHER I LOVE YOU TORIIII

I know this season probably kills any solitaire adaptation hopes but I would have loved to see solitaire :(

omg julio IS here and being horrible at cooking!

OH MY GOD SHES LOOKING AT HIS LAPTOP

TORI'S TEXTING NICK OH MY H OD

tori 🤝 nick -> being charlie's #1 stans

OH MY GOD SHE SAID ILY

BRO THATS SO CUTEEEEEEEEEE I LOVE THEM

oh my god that's so horrifying

god you can *feel* his anxiety

I'm preemptively crying don't mind me

I was right to start preemptively crying that was *so* bad oh my god

bro charlie's face how he can't contain the tears i

im not gonna cope well with any of this

oh god im literally *sobbing*

my cat heard me sobbing, started kneading on my legs for like a few seconds and then left lmao skfkskfldkf tjsgs not good none of this is great

there's no way that was the ending

they just had me sobbing my eyes out and were like "ok time for a break" ok THANKS

please give both joe and kit like a thousand emmys

[im-out-of-it]

“There was a great deal about how angry the Council had been when they’d realized Anna and the others he remained behind in London, which did not bother Anna, and that aunt Tessa and uncle Will had cried when they realized James and Lucie were trapped in london, which did.”

so let me get this straight then. it doesn’t bother Anna that her friends stayed around and that the council is mad but it does bother her that Will and Tessa are worried about James and Lucie? yeah because it’s not like you had a brother Anna and it’s not like you watched him die and held him in your arms

so don’t worry about getting the news back to your parents and your other uncle and aunt because the only ones who matter are Tessa and Will apparently. I DONT CARE IF WILL AND TESSA ARE SAD ABOUT THEIR CHILDREN. they have ignored them for most of the series anyways and are the worst parents

like how can she go from “stone faced: Kit is dead, to silently grieving (which doesn’t seem like Anna) to blaming his death on belial, and now being sad for Will and Tessa. I know in CC’s mind, all she cares about is Tessa and Will but A MAN FUCKING DIED OK?

I get they have a war on their hands but is it that impossible and difficult to be like James and Lucie are fine but Christopher died during all this by Tatiana. the writing has always been lazy but this is one of the sloppiest deaths I have read. (I mean Robert Lightwood doesn’t get grieved that much since it’s more about the TDA kids unless you’re jace and clary) and at least Barbara got some touching moments but they act as though Christopher never existed

it makes me sick and sad to not hear anyone speak of him. I’m not saying it needs to be mentioned 24/7 but HE WAS HERE AND KIT MATTERED. STOP KILLING OFF PEOPLE AND THEN ACTING AS THOUGH THEY DIDNT EXIST OR MAKE AN IMPACT. if it’s someone who wasn’t there long or a villain who deserved it, move on (cause grieving sebastien/Johnathon was wild as fuck) I t’s selfish, insensitive, and downright disgusting to treat Christopher this way.

the fact this whole little part is still about Will and Tessa is insane. this is supposed to be the spin off to TID. I know I’ve wrote about wanting more Gabriel and Gideon bonding time but that’s more of wanting to see Thomas, Christopher and how they’re being raised. because I truly feel that Gideon and Gabriel would be the greatest parents. this is why CC can’t manage spin offs. same thing happened in TDA. she went and made the whole thing about jace and clary because devil forbid if the story isn’t about them

this was another great instance of including Kit. I don’t care about Will and Tessa. I don’t care if they’re crying and then having sex because of their grief. I don’t care if they die (please kill them both) or they get injured, I DONT CARE!!!!!!!!

the fact that Eugenia is going on about Tessa and Will being innocent of knowing about belial while in the middle of this, mostly everyone is kicked out of london. I would think a prince of hell entering london is more important than the people who have ties to that prince of hell. like she really made that the focus instead of the actual war they have and an actual family member who died. maybe they don’t know what’s happened but they have to have some sort of idea by now.

I’m tired or CC using every ounce she can get on the storylines and making it about the herondales. she may as well stop creating great characters if she wants to focus on the blandest, most toxic herondales. it’s basically what she did with TMI. she excluded the best characters just to feature jace and clary.

CHRISTOPHER DESERVED BETTER

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Ocean View

Fandom: Superfam, Batfam, DC Comics

Summary: A pair of shoes, a fragmented memory, and a collection of newspaper clippings.

An empty box of cigarettes, a second phone, and a beach house with locked rooms.

Chapters: 10/?

Characters: Laney Kent, Jason Todd, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Chris Kent, Tim Drake

Relationship(s): JayLaney, Clois

Additional Tags: No Powers AU, No Capes AU, Secret Identity, Social Media, Romance, Angst

Chapter Ten: Hooked

Uncle Jimmy stopped by my desk as soon as I got in and planted his hands on my desk. I looked up from my notepad and pushed it aside. "Who is he?" he asked. "Huh?" I whispered. He sat down across from me. "I go out of town for a few weeks, and you come home and get a boyfriend? You're dating, you've got a new place, you're drawing little hearts on sticky notes... Who are you?" Uncle Jimmy teased. I smiled and shook my head. Uncle Jimmy always knew how to make me laugh. Even when things got bad, he was the only one who could joke with me and make me feel like a normal person. He was the perfect person to confess my big secret to. "Okay. So, this is completely confidential until Kit's party, but... Remember the guy I hooked up with last year that left his shoes in my apartment?" I asked. "You said you couldn't remember his name," Uncle Jimmy replied. "I couldn't... But I ran into him again two months ago, and we've been dating ever since," I replied, "This is the confidential part... He's—." I lowered my voice. "He's Jason Todd-Wayne." "Your mom is gonna kill you, you know that?" Uncle Jimmy whispered. "How did you two even connect?"

"My mom's not gonna be mad at me... And well, I don't remember. You don't think she's gonna be upset, though?" I whispered.

"Upset about what?" Mom asked, and I jumped. "Did you do something?" "No, um... We were talking about Kit's party," Uncle Jimmy half-lied before leaving me to fend for myself. Mom took his seat and looked me in the eyes. "You seem different today, and it's not just because I haven't seen you in over a week. You look happy," Mom noted. I nodded. "Good. But you definitely have something on your mind." "Mom, if you didn't approve of the guy I'm with, would you hate me for it?" I asked. She shook her head. "Laney, I could never hate you... Besides, you're an adult. As long as you're not hurting yourself and he's not hurting you, I'm happy for you," Mom whispered. She messed up my hair. "Why do you ask?" "Because I'm in love with him, Mom," I whispered. She lit up, and my phone vibrated. "Sorry, this is-. One second, Mom... Hi." "Hey, I was thinking... maybe we shouldn't drop this on your family at Chris's party. I don't know if you'd be more comfortable-. Sorry, are you busy?" "No, I'm not busy. I just got in... Are you asking to meet me here for lunch?" I questioned. "Yeah, if that's okay. I just-. I don't want to mess up your brother's day, just in case they have a bad reaction to the two of us together," Jason explained. He was right. I wasn't thinking. "Laney?" "Sure. Sorry if I sound weird, I just-. I can't wait to see you," I replied. I didn't want to say too much in front of Mom. "Okay, cool. I love you. Bye," Jason whispered. "I love you too. Buh bye," I replied before hanging up. "Mom, try not to get upset today?" "I'm not going to be upset," Mom replied, "Are we meeting him finally?" "Yeah, actually... Well, no. You've met him already. This is more of a boyfriend reveal," I replied, "And no matter what, can you please try to remember that I've never been in love with anyone before? This is important to me." Mom nodded and patted my cheek. "Okay, okay. I'm just glad you're with someone that makes you happy," Mom reassured me. Dad stopped by our desks and set down three coffees. "Did I interrupt something?" Dad asked gently. Mom took a sip of her coffee and grabbed Dad's hand. "My boyfriend's coming to have lunch with us later. And he's someone you guys have met. I don't want anyone to get upset because I've never been in love, and he means a lot to me," I explained. Dad gestured for me to breathe, and I obeyed. "I'm excited that you're finally going to reveal this mystery man to us. Don't worry, Laney. Anyone that you feel this strongly about has to be a wonderful person... And it's nice to see you back on your feet," Dad brushed his knuckle against my chin. Thank fuck. I hoped that my parents would remember that when lunch rolled around. "Beach!" Snapper yelled. I grabbed my camera and gave Dad a kiss on the cheek. Mom went down to the beach with me, and I got my rainboots out of the trunk. "You still wear rain boots to the beach," Mom giggled. "You laugh now until it rains all over your feet in those little high heels," I teased, and she bumped into me playfully. I loved going on assignments with my mom. We always made fun of each other when we worked together. It was refreshing. Sometimes Dad and I were too serious with each other, but Mom got me. She always did. I wondered if she would understand why I loved Jason so much.

[chrometheraptor]

Y’alllllll I actually wrote something!! :D

You can read it on ao3, or under the read more

Michael looked down at the letter in his hands for the hundredth time. 

‘Michael,

Take some time to relax. I found an old farm in a small town, so you don’t need to worry about anybody recognizing you. 

Love, Uncle Henry.’

He adjusted the sunglasses and mask covering his rotted face and looked out the window of the bus. Distant mountains passed by. Just like they had been for the past five hours. He sighed and rested his head against the cool glass. 

This is so stupid. I should be working to make sure that all the souls have been freed, not going to the middle of nowhere to become a farmer! I’ve never even gardened!

Michael’s thoughts were interrupted by a sign passing by.

‘STARDEW VALLEY

0.5 mi.’

Michael sighed. Time to get this over with.

He fussed with his mask and sunglasses some more, and grabbed his baggage. There… wasn’t much of it. Just a duffel bag filled with a second set of clothes and a first aid kit full of bandages and thread. Rotted flesh doesn’t heal itself, after all.

The bus soon slowed to a stop. Michael pulled up his hood and stood up, slinging the duffel bag over a shoulder. He quickly got off the bus, and was immediately met with the sight of a woman with ginger hair in a short ponytail.

She perked up when she saw Michael. “Hey, are you Michael…?”

Michael sighed. It would be so easy to just say no and go back to his mission. 

…

He doesn’t want to upset Uncle Henry.

“Yes,” he finally replied.

The woman smiled. “Nice to meet you! I’m Robin, the local carpenter here in the valley. Mayor Lewis sent me to show you to your new place. He’s over there tidying it up for you right now, actually.” 

Michael didn’t reply. Please just show me to the house so I can hole up in it until Henry decides I’ve had a suitable break.

Robin turned around, gesturing for Michael to follow her. His shoulders slumped in relief, and he followed behind her. 

The walk to the farm was short, which Michael was thankful for. He doesn’t think he could have survived a long walk. It would have been filled with awkward small talk. Haunted animatronics trying to kill him? Piece of cake. Small talk? He’d rather get scooped again. 

…Well, not really. He doesn’t like thinking about the scooper.

Robin stopped walking while Michael was zoning out, and he nearly ran into her. He stumbled a bit, but soon regained his footing.

“Here’s the farm!” Robin said brightly.

Michael looked around and grimaced. The thing was positively overrun with trees, stray branches, thick grass, and rocks. 

Robin turned back to him. “What’s the matter? Sure, it’s a bit overgrown, but the soil underneath all the mess is good! With some dedication, you’ll have it cleaned up in no time!”

Michael raised a skeptical eyebrow. As if. He was going to spend as much time as he could in the house, ignoring everybody else.

Speaking of the house, Robin was walking over to it. “And here’s where you’ll be staying!”

Just then an old man—Mayor Lewis, presumably— stepped out of the house and onto the porch. He smiled when he saw Michael and Robin.

“Ah, the new farmer! Welcome to Pelican Town! I’m Lewis, the mayor here. Everyone’s been asking about you,” he said with a chuckle. “It’s not every day that someone new moves in!” 

He turned back towards the house. “I knew the man who used to own this farm, you know. It’s a nice house… very ‘rustic.’”

Robin snorted. “I think crusty would be more accurate.” She started laughing at Lewis’s face.

The mayor sighed and directed his attention towards Michael. “Don’t listen to her, Michael. She’s just trying to get you to buy one of her house upgrades.” It was Robin’s turn to get offended. She crossed her arms with a pout.

Michael held back a laugh. Ahh, the joy of being a business owner.

Lewis shook his head. “Anyways, you must be tired from the long trip. We’ll let you get some rest now, and tomorrow you can explore and introduce yourself to the townsfolk. They would appreciate that.” Yeah, like that’s gonna happen, Michael thought.

He started to walk off, but stopped and turned back around. “Oh, I nearly forgot! If you want to sell anything, put it into this box and I’ll come pick it up for you. Good luck!” And with that, he left. Robin followed soon after, waving to Michael as she left.

Michael sighed and looked around. The farm was… still overgrown. What a surprise. He shrugged. Not like he was gonna deal with it.

He walked up the steps and opened the door. The house consisted of one room, with a bed in the corner to the right of the door. There was a fireplace that Michael had no need for, a table and a chair, and… a tv! 

Michael dropped his duffel bag on the floor and took off his mask and sunglasses. He went up to the tv, grinning. This wouldn’t be as bad as he thought! He found a remote sitting on the tv stand, and picked it up. Pressing the on button, he looked at the available channels. His grin fell. “Only two channels!?” The only ones showing up were the weather channel and some fortune telling show. Michael groaned and turned the tv back off. 

Michael looked over at the window. It was getting a bit dark. He sighed and picked the duffel bag up from where he had dropped it, and moved it over to the bed, which he then flopped onto. He didn’t bother covering up, electing to lay on top of the blankets instead. 

He sighed and stared up at the ceiling. The wood looked really old. He wouldn’t be surprised if it had leaks. 

Michael closed his eyes and started to drift off. He didn’t want to think about how much he was gonna hate this.

With a final sigh, Michael fell asleep.