#like I'm sorry buddy I have literally never heard of this before now

[mmhcs]

Say It With Your Chest

Warnings: None, maybe an emotionally constipated Miguel if that's not your thing

"Why don't you just confess?"

Miguel O'Hara shakes his head for the umpteenth time in the past hour.

Ay coño, how did he get here? he silently wonders, looking at Peter B. alongside quite literally the entire Spider Society—save for you—squeezed into his office.

It all started at around noon when Peter B. had walked up into his office both unceremoniously and unannounced. Today, he was without his daughter Mayday, making his steps quieter than they had been in the past few months. Unlike most days when he would call out for his (self-proclaimed) best buddy, this time Peter B. simply waited to be acknowledged, seeing that Miguel was in the middle of a squabble with Lyla.

"...Miguel, why don't you just say something?" she asked rather concerned. "The worst that could happen is that you get shot down. But if that happens then it just means that you're one step closer to finding The One."

The One?

Peter's eyebrow quirked upwards in curiosity and interest.

For as long as he's known Miguel O'Hara, Peter had never heard Miguel discuss dating, marriage, or anything romotely related to the realm of romance for that matter.

But now—now Miguel possibly had a crush? Someone who he was interested in and, judging by Lyla's words, wanted to pursue?

Peter had to know more.

But just as he opened his mouth to chime in, Miguel spoke.

"Lyla, please," he said, waving his hand as if to shoo her away. "We don't need to discuss this."

"But we do!" Lyla exclaimed, throwing her arms up the air. "Miguel, this could be the start of something. Who knows? Maybe one day you two will get married, have some children—"

"Lyla!"

"Sorry, sorry!" Lyla said, this time truly apologetic.

Miguel sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Please, Lyla, this—whatever this is—" he spread his arms, gesturing to something that wasn't there "—doesn't matter. It will go away in a few weeks, give or take and—"

"But it's been months! Almost a year!"

Almost a year?

Okay, now Peter really had know more about this little crush of Miguel’s.

"Lyla!" Miguel sighed again. "(Y/N)—how am I supposed to talk to someone who barely shows up at HQ? It's not like I have much wiggle room here,"

"But you do have a best friend who is friends with (Y/N) and as of today has a burning desire to see you two together!" Peter finally spoke up.

From there, Miguel’s day went downhill. At first, it was just Peter. Which, though not ideal, was fine. But then Jess came in and after her Ben Reilly, then Miles, Gwen, Hobie, and Pavitr...And then before Miguel knew it, quite literally the entire Spider Society was in his lab, talking over one another as they shouted useless love advice.

Except you.

It always irked Miguel that you preferred to limit your time at HQ as much as possible. But today—today he couldn't be more grateful for your choice.

"Hey, what's going on in here?"

He spoke too soon.

The entire room goes silent and every Spider including Miguel turns to face you.

"Uh...hi?" You give a sheepish wave of your hand.

"(Y/N)!" Peter exclaims. "So great to see you!"

Miguel winces at how overtly friendly Peter is being right now. If he's behaving like this then he can only imagine how the other Spiders will act.

"It's great to see you too, Peter," you say, glancing around. There are so many Spiders in here. Some of them you haven't even spoken to before. "And everybody. I'm sorry if I'm interrupting—or should have been here. I don't know. I just dropped by to ask about my schedule for this week."

"Oh, your schedule?" Peter's mouth shifts to one side of his face as he puts a hand on his chin. "Hmm, well, while I personally don't know anything about that, I think you should ask my pal Miguel."

"Okay..."

All the eyes in the room fell back to Miguel like dominoes. Hums of agreement with Peter's sentiments begin to echo throughout the room.

"So, about my schedule..." you say once you are face-to-face with Miguel.

You glance around between every sentence or two, seemingly painfully aware of how crowded the room is and how many people are eagerly watching your interaction. It causes something to stir within Miguel, seeing you so uncomfortable and nervous.

"...I will email you your schedule again," Miguels explains, trying to act as normal as possible. "I did before but it seems that something hasn't went through properly. For now, you have nothing scheduled, though. You can go home and relax."

Miguel swears that he hears a few awwws from the masses.

"As for the rest of you," he begins, now addressing the hoards of unwelcome visitors. He's let this go on for far longer than it should have. "I am certain that at least two quarters of you have some type of assignment to do. I suggest that you all stop dilly-dallying and get back to work because though you do not have paychecks, you will have to work late tonight if everything isn't finished at the appropriate time."

There is a collective groan amongst all the Spiders as the door opens and they begin to file out of Miguel’s office. You stifle a giggle at the pairs of sad yet uneven eyes you see.

Before Peter leaves, he turns to you two and gives Miguel two thumbs up that you imagine to be directed at Miguel. He is Peter's best buddy after all.

"Was there an impromptu meeting that I wasn't told about?" you ask, turning to face Miguel as soon as you two are alone.

Though this is technically not a job and you do prefer to be in your own universe rather than at HQ, you still wanted to fulfill your duties and be a committed member to the team.

"No, there was no meeting," Miguel reassures you as he turns away and begins walking to his platform. "There was a...matter that the others found particularly interesting. It was all Peter's idea, really."

Judging by the annoyance in his voice, you think that you should be glad that you missed whatever transpired earlier.

"Oh, okay then," You nod. "If I'm not needed then I'll be returning to my universe for the rest of the day. Goodbye, Miguel. Goodbye, Lyla."

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The next day you and Peter B. are strolling through the cafeteria of the Spider Society, munching on empanadas.

You occasionally glance down at his once again empty baby carrier—Mayday was upstate, attending the birthday party of her maternal cousins, Peter explained earlier—finding it abnormal to see him without the young girl that the entire Spider Society has grown to love.

"So, what was so interesting that everyone had to gather in Miguel's office to discuss yesterday?" you ask.

You often felt like you came in to HQ at the wrong times. Always after something happens. You were rarely ever there to be apart of the moment and often had to resort to asking your friends to fill you in. And normally that sufficed. But this time—whatever it was that had happened yesterday obviously had HQ in a chokehold.

"Oh, what, yesterday?" Peter scoffed, waving a shaky hand. "Oh please, yesterday; who even talks about the past like that? Today is tomorrow's yesterday."

"Come on, Peter!" you whine, slightly nudging him. "I know it has something to do with Miguel. Everyone has been talking about how weird he was acting yesterday before I came in—What was it? Is he okay?"

"Okay? Miguel is more than okay," Peter laughs. "He's fine. Really fine actually, don't you think?"

"Uh-huh..." You nod, not knowing how to respond to that last comment. You've grown to learn that a part of Miguel and Peter's friendship also included not-so-subtle innuendos from Peter.

"Don't worry about him—he's great. Fantastic. Nothing wrong with him. Or nothing more than the usual at least."

You know Peter is lying. But what you don't know is why.

Normally, Peter B. Parker is an open book. He'll tell you about Mayday's gassiness, show you a picture he took of a thing that he thought was cool, tell you about all of his favorite sports teams, or how he and MJ finally got a night to themselves and how amazing it was. Nothing is a secret with this man.

Until now.

It makes your curiosity double.

"Peter..." you start, trying to put on your best set of puppy dog eyes. "Come on, just tell me. You said that Miguel is fine—is it something embarrassing? You don't have to tell me if it is but I just—everyone is talking about it. You can't even get through the coffee line without being asked about 'it'."

Peter's nervous expression softens into a frown for a second.

He feels bad. Really, really bad.

On the one hand, he wants to tell you. He really does. He doesn't like it when others feel left out. Especially you. You're not known to frequent HQ unlike so many other Spiders and he knows how much that affects your social status amongst the rest.

But on the other hand, he can't tell you. Because it's Miguel's secret. Probably one of the deepest, most darkest ones he's had in a long time. What kind of best friend would Peter be if he told you?

It's already bad enough that the rest of the Spider Society knows. They've been teasing the poor guy to no end about his crush on you.

Peter bites down on his lip. Oh, the woes of being so friendly and trusted.

"Hey guys, what’s going on?" Gwen Stacy waves at the two of you.

Behind her is Hobie, Miles, and Pavitr who give you and Peter their own forms of greeting as well.

"Gwen," you say almost desperately and Peter gets nervous. He looks at all four of the kids, silently begging them to keep quiet.

"Do you know what happened yesterday with Miguel? Everyone's been talking about it all day and I feel like if one more person says something about whatever it is, my brain is going to explode."

Now Gwen seems to have been bitten by the same nervous bug that Peter was when you asked him previously.

Her eyes widen and she begins looking at everything but you.

"Oh, that?" she laughs nervously. "That was nothing. You know how everyone likes to rag on Miguel. Right, guys?"

The only one who backs her up is Miles. And his response does more damage as he says, "Who's Miguel?"

You sigh, facepalming.

"Hobie, you'll tell me, right?" you half-ask, half-plea.

"Sorry, mate," Hobie shrugs, a smirk on his face. "Information's kind of classified."

Okay, now you really want to know what happened yesterday. Not even Hobie will tell you? Something monumental must have happened yesterday.

Still desperate, you turn your gaze to Pavitr who immediately tenses.

"Don't look at me!" he says, frantically waving his hands in front of his chest. "I don't know anything!"

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The day after next, you find yourself standing outside of Miguel’s office.

Though Miguel promised that he would resend you your schedule for the week, you have yet to receive it. And it's already Thursday. You don't even want to think about how many assignments you've missed. You'll probably have to stay late next week, so much so that you may even catch a glimpse of the mythical "zombie Miguel" that spends the night at HQ and only comes out of his office for coffee.

Or so you've heard from other Spiders.

You knock on the door once before entering.

"Miguel?" you say both in greeting and question. "I wanted to talk to you about my schedule; I've still yet to receive it and—"

"Leave."

You stop dead in your tracks. Once again, you've heard about the infamous "moody Miguel" but you've yet to encounter him.

"Did you hear what I said? Leave and I'll make sure that I get to it as soon as I can. I'm busy right now."

You look up and see Miguel focused on his screens, typing away.

A bit of relief flows through your body. Miguel isn't in a bad mood; he's focused. Probably doing something very tedious and imperative to the Multiverse's ensurance—

"(Y/N)?" Now Miguel has looked up from his screen and his eyes are on you, studying you intently. "You still didn't get your schedule yet? I've emailed that to you about a thousand times now."

"You have?" you frown, checking your watch. You haven’t gotten anything from him.

"Yes, is there something wrong with your watch?"

With a wave of Miguel's hand, the screens disappear.

"I don't know," you say, staring down at your wrist. "Maybe there's an update or two that I missed? Whatever it is, don't worry about it. If could please just tell me what I have assigned, I'll be out of your hair in two seconds."

"You can't leave," Miguel tells you with a sterness that makes your heart jump a little. He must see the fear in your eyes because he softens then explains, "I think that there's something wrong with your watch. You can't leave until I at least inspect it. Walking around with a damaged watch could have consequences that I think we would both like to not deal with. You can put on a day pass and chat with Lyla in the meantime."

"Are you sure?" you ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, I'm sure," Miguel says as Lyla silently flickers into existence, a day pass in her hand. "I know I told you to leave earlier but that was just because I thought that you were another Spider. I...I've been trying to avoid them all week."

"Is this about your..." you trail off, not wanting to breach the subject.

Miguel's eyes widen. He feels his heart rate pick up and his limbs freeze in place.

"It's okay, I don't know anything!" you quickly reassure him. "Not a single soul would tell me today! Not Peter, not Hobie—and believe you me, I tried to get them to."

A little smile creeps onto Miguel's face at that. Maybe some people can keep a secret.

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Peter B. Parker is estatic. Proud. Elated. Overjoyed.

Over the past few weeks, you and Miguel have been spending more time together. And that could only mean one thing. That Miguel finally confessed his feelings for you and that you two were dating. Or at least seeing where things go.

And Peter couldn't be happier for the two of you.

Yes, he does miss having his best buddy (you, of course) to sit and devour cafeteria food with but he understands what it's like to be in that honeymoon phase with your partner where all you want to do is be around them.

He sees the way that Miguel smiles at you when you're not looking, how a look of absolute and utter softness overtakes his features each time he glances at you. Peter gets it. And he's happy to see his bestest pal in the whole Multiverse finally get the love that he deserves.

"Hey, Peter!" you call from down the hall.

"Well, well, well, look who it is," Peter crossed his arms and pops a hip to mimic a sassy pose. "You finally got a chance to come and visit me, eh?"

"Peter," you laugh, playfully swatting his shoulder. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about how you suddenly get a tall, handsome boyfriend and abandon me!" Peter huffs. "I haven't seen you in a week! I had to eat empanadas in the cafeteria by myself yesterday morning. Do you know how much of a sad, old lonely fool I looked like!?"

You can't help but giggle at Peter's dramatics.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Peter," you say. "How about we go and get lunch right now? Miguel and I are supposed to head out on a patrol later this afternoon and I need all the fuel that I can get; he goes so fast sometimes,"

"Ugh, you lovebirds sicken me."

You quirk an eyebrow at Peter. Does he actually think that you and Miguel are dating?

"Ha-ha Peter, very funny..." you deadpan. "Miguel and I aren't dating; we're just friends."

"You are!?!"

Why did he seem genuinely upset by that?

"Yes?" You give Peter a look of concern. Has he lost his marbles?

"Uh, (Y/N), you go to the cafeteria and grab us some food and seats. I'll be right back—I have to go do something."

Without further explanation, Peter rushes past you, giving you no time to question him further.

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"Lyla, what time is it?"Miguel asks.

Though he knows that the outing between you and him is not taking place until a couple of hours later, he knows that he has a tendency to get lost in his work and, before he knows it, the hours have slipped away like water.

It's why he normally prefers to go on patrols alone but you had insisted on coming, claiming that you wanted to explore other universes—especially the one that housed the Society—and, well, who was he to deny a Spider the opportunity to learn more? And you—his friend—no less?

Miguel takes in a deep breath, his chest growing tight and fuzzy as memories of you flood his mind.

He moves to go back to work when he hears the door of his laboratory slam open.

"Miguel!" Peter yells.

He sighs. This couldn't be good.

"You didn’t confess!?!"

Miguel freezes.

Mierda.

[in1-nutshell]

Hello! This is my first time with request, so if I'm doing something wrong, let me know. I noticed there is no Bumblebee Movie request, so I'll go with this one. The Ex-Decepticon abandoned the cause before Cybertron became unliveable because the Decepticons used to fight for equality became power-hungry. The Ex-Decepticon got to Earth years earlier in the middle of the human war - World War 2. The Ex-Decepticon helps the humans to prevent the same fate as their home planet. Years later, they saw Bumblebee getting dragged away by the military, the Ex-Decepticon stops them and vouch for Bumblebee and the Autobots and helped Bumblebee fight against Shatter and Dropkick. The Ex-Decepticon got killed in the end when they sacrificed their life to save Charlie's life. Their last words are, "I see humans in us...don't let them suffer the same fate as us," before they passed away. What does Bumblebee and Charlie feel about the Ex-Decepticon? Please and thank you.

OH... oh...

Haven't done one of these before, so this is a first! I will warn you the water works might come on while reading this. You have been warned!

Hope you enjoy!

Ex-Con Bot Buddy sacrificing themselves to save Charlie and Bumblebee

SFW, Angst, some comfort at the end, Buddy isn't making out of this alive (you have been warned!), Platonic, Familial, Cybertronian reader

The Bumblebee Movie

Buddy didn’t think they’d ever escape war.

Not even when they left Cybertron to find a planet to meet up with the rest of the Autobots, they were taken in only to fight in another war. A war that shook the world, literally.

Thankfully they made friends with the local natives of the planet. They were kind enough to offer a place for Buddy to take refuge, as long as they’d help out a bit with their war.

“What’s today’s mission Chief?”--Buddy

“Covert mission. You think you can handle it?”--Soldier

“Does Starscream want to rule the Decepticons?”--Buddy

“Ummm…”--Soldier

“Oh, sorry my bad. I’m good to go.”--Buddy

“You’re sure a strange one, alien.”--Soldier

“Oh, we’re on nicknames now. Chief I’m hurt.”--Buddy

“You started it! You literally started it!”--Soldier

“Maybe I did Burns. Now c’mon we aren’t going to smoke these Panzer tanks!”--Buddy

“If we get out of here alive I’ll make you my kid’s godparent.”--Soldier

“Neat. What’s a godparent?”--Buddy

“If I die your taking care of the little Burns at home with the Mrs.”--Soldier

After the war, the soldier was nice enough to let Buddy continue to live with him and his family. And yes, Buddy did get to become the godparent of the little one. Sector 7 would also house Buddy, but they felt more at home with their makeshift family.

Things were looking up for Buddy.

Buddy lived longer than their friends and loved ones on this planet. They buried each of their friends in private with their family.

Now in 1987, Buddy was staying and working with their godson.

“Hey kid—”--Buddy

“Agent Burns. Buddy we’ve talked about this.”—Agent Burns

“Okay then Agent Burns.”--Buddy

“Don’t say it like that.”—Agent Burns

“Then how do you want me to say it?”--Buddy

“Not like that!”--Agent

“Yeah I know, just messing with ya kid.”--Buddy

“How did you become my godparent?”—Agent Burns

“You want me to tell the story again?”--Buddy

“Wait no—”—Agent Burns

“It all started one drizzly day—”--Buddy

Buddy was out of the state when Bumblebee landed on Earth.

Never had Buddy sped down the highway when they heard Agent Burns’ message about a mechanical being that looked like Buddy on Earth.

“Buddy, this is Agent Burns.”—Agent Burns

“What’s up kid.”--Buddy

“Don’t—never mind, we have a situation down in the Bay.”—Agent Burns

“And, how does this concerns me how?”--Buddy

“We have a robot being that may or may not be related to your race of alien.”—Agent Burns

Tire screech.

“Buddy?!”—Agent Burns

“Wait what?! Describe them!”--Buddy

“Um… small yellow robot, mouth guard, doorwings, and… I think antennae.”—Agent Burns

“Wait, Burns this is a serious question. Does the bot have huge innocent looking blue optics—I mean eyes?”--Buddy

“Yeah—”—Agent Burns

“Oh, Primus almighty! I’m getting over there right now! Don’t hurt him!”--Buddy

“What?”—Agent Burns

“I said don’t—”--Buddy

Call ended.

“Oh… Oh Primus…”--Buddy

When they made it just in time to see a familiar looking scout holding a human female protectively in his servos as the army had circled around him. And their godson in the front.

“GET THE PITS AWAY FROM HIM!”--Buddy

“Buddy?!”—Agent Burns

“Agent Burns stand down!”--Buddy

“What—”—Agent Burns

“Stand down!”--Buddy

“There’s another you?”—Charlie

“Hi kids.”—Buddy

“Hi?”—Charlie

Bee waving cautiously and confused.

“…Stand down.”—Agent Burns

“Sir, you can’t seriously listen to—”—Random soldier

“Soldier, do you want to finish that sentence.”—Agent Burns

“…”—Random soldier

“That’s what I thought. Stand down.”—Agent Burns

It was a small reunion between them and B-127, as Buddy quickly realized that he had sustained head trauma and couldn’t recall most of his memory banks yet. Not until the full repairs had been placed. Buddy nearly chewed out Powell and some of the other generals for not contacting them before and for even giving Shatter and Dropkick any access to Earth communication systems.

“You’re telling me, while I was out of state for the first time in 15 years, you not only managed to get in contact with other Cybertronians; openly planned their extermination within ear shot; believed everything they said without taking it with a grain of salt; give them access to your satilites; let one of them seduce Powell—”--Buddy

“She didn’t seduce me!”--Powell

“Shatter seduced you Powell don’t lie to me. I’m having a talk with you later about that.”--Buddy

“But…”--Powell

“And on top of everything you all didn’t think about calling me about this?! Their names are ‘Decepticons’ for crying out loud! How did you not see the giant red flags waving in front of your faces!?”--Buddy

“Are you done?”—Agent Burns

“… When I’m done talking to Powell, I’m having a talk with you too kid.”--Buddy

“Why me?!”—Agent Burns

“ ‘Cause you didn’t tell me you went face to face with Blitzwing crying out loud! Though he did let himself go from the last time… kind of looks like Screamer.”--Buddy

Buddy made quick friends with the female, Charlie Watson. Thankfully, Buddy was able to access the rest of B-127’s memory banks after a bit of tampering with his processor.

That’s when the proper reunion happened.

“Hey kid.”--Buddy

Bee hugging Buddy.

Buddy gently hugging back.

“When this situation with Shatter and Dropkick is over, I’ll see what I can do about that voice box B-127.”--Buddy

“His name is Bumblebee.”--Charlie

“Oh, that’s the name you’re going by now?”--Buddy

Bee nodding.

“Well humans do have a habit of giving us names. Might as well continue some of the tradition, right?”--Buddy

“Wait so your name isn’t Buddy?”--Charlie

“No, not my original name. I don’t go by that name any more… it brings too many bad memories. Besides ‘Buddy’ is a much better sounding name than my old name.”—Buddy

“How did you know who those Con’s were? —Charlie

“… I used to know them. I used to be a Con, actually. I was fighting for change on our planet. Our planet’s government didn’t care for any of us. The Cons had the right platform at first. Change to make sure equality was spread to every class. But as the war went on, the goals suddenly changed from equality to having the most power. I didn’t want to be a part of a team that didn’t lookout for the little guy. So, I switched sides.”--Buddy

“Wow… I didn’t know.”--Charlie

“Heh, you’re not the only one Kid. Now let’s get back to fixing these chambers.”--Buddy

“You’re the boss Buddy.”--Charlie

“I know I am Charlie.”--Buddy

Together, the two bots started gearing up for the final fight.

It ended up with the pair of Autobot’s splitting up to cover more ground.

Bee would go after Dropkick while Buddy would go after Shatter.

Everything was going how it should have.

Things were looking up for them.

Buddy should have learned their lesson by now.

But nothing good ever lasts long.

Shatter had spotted Charlie and let out a round of fire to the human girl.

Buddy didn’t think twice when they moved to cover Charlie.

They quickly shielded Charlie’s body over there’s as the hail of rounds began tearing their body. Charlie started screaming in terror seeing what the blaster was doing to her friend.

“GAH!”--Buddy

“Buddy!”--Charlie

“It’s okay—AHH!—It’s okay, Charlie.”--Buddy

“No, no, no, no, no!”--Charlie

“Close—HURGH—Close your eyes kid. Close your eyes.”--Buddy

“BUDDY!”--Charlie

The screams were heard by Bee who had just finished off Dropkick. The scout tackled the Decepticon, beginning their fight.

Buddy felt as if their entire frame was on fire. Slowly they onlined their optics seeing a teary-eyed Charlie beneath them with some minor scratches on her face from the debris.

“You okay Kid?”--Buddy

“Y-yeah. I’m fine. But you’re not! You need help!”--Charlie

“Yeah—AARRGH!”—Buddy

Buddy weakly pushed themselves back, landing roughly on their back letting out a painful scream. The holoicons flash dangerously before their optics.

They knew.

They knew it was time.

They could barely feel the tiny hands on their faceplate looking at a shaking vision of Charlie.

Her words were muddled, but Buddy was concentrating on the little bits of warmth those little hands offered as their frame rapidly began cooling down.

Suddenly their helm was raised a bit.

Bee had raised their helm into his lap looking at them with those pleading optics to hang on.

But Bee knew.

Charlie knew.

“Hey now, its okay. It’s okay.”--Buddy

“No, it’s not!”--Charlie

“My—friend to the end.”--Bumblebee

“Couldn’t have said it better myself Bee.”--Buddy

“Buddy!”—Agent Burns

“Agent Burns!”--Charlie

“No, no, no! We need a medic! Someone get a medic here now! Someone--”—Agent Burns

“Burns… we both know I’m not going to last long. And here I was starting to think I was going to… bury the last of my family alone. I’m just sorry you’ll be doing…that.”--Buddy

“Its… it’s been an honor serving by your side Buddy.”—Agent Burns

“Likewise Burns… couldn’t have asked for a better godson. Bee…”--Buddy

“Yes—anything—my friend.”--Bumblebee

“I see humans in us… don’t let them suffer the same fate as us… can you do that?”--Buddy

“Yes—goodbye my friend—goodbye—Buddy.”--Bumblebee

“…”--Buddy

“Buddy?”--Charlie

“…”--Buddy

“Sleep well soldier. Your war is over now.”—Agent Burns

Buddy was given a proper funeral at dawn. Agent Burn, Charlie with her family, Bumblebee, and a few soldiers that were close friends of Buddy attended. Bumblebee took their spare Autobot badge with him before leaving. From there everyone parted their ways.

When Bee and Charlie parted ways, they both kept a comm link between the two. Charlie would leave for her garage to finally fix her father’s car, while remembering her friend’s smile.

When Bumblebee eventually reunited with the Autobots on Earth, he mentioned Buddy’s valiant stand against the Decepticon’s and how they fell protecting their human friend.

Bee was going to keep his promise to Buddy. These humans were not going to suffer the same fate as they did.

Not while he was around.

[buddiebeginz]

Hello there I’m pretty sure I saw you make a post about people trying to say Bummy was a slur?

We’ll finally some light was shed on who started it (Bree of course) and who keeps pushing it around (also Bree of course) but also the fact it’s not a slur at all

https://x.com/sirebucky/status/1800692776054710494

Why am I not surprised it was her. 🤦‍♀️

This is the post of mine you were referencing btw

Here's the thread you sent me for anyone who wants to see it:

And the thread they're referencing from Bree. That person starts a lot of drama on twitter btw if you're reading this and don't know who she is. She's even harassed the 911 news account and some of the journalists who review the show.

I've been immersed in a lot of things to do with British culture for a long time and I've personally never heard the word bummer as a derogatory gay slang term.

Now maybe it's an older and or less common term that I just wasn't aware of. I did find these on urban dictionary:

But even still B*mmy is not the same as bummer and also 911 is not a show set in the UK and neither Buck nor T*mmy are British characters. It's an American show with a large percentage of it's audience being from the US and North America. There's also the fact that different words have different meanings depending on the country and language. There are words you say here in the US that you wouldn't say in other places because it would be considered offensive. There are also words you say other places some would consider offensive to say here. In the UK the slang for cigarettes is fag. If you walked up to someone in the US and asked for a fag you'd get some strange reactions to say the least.

There's also the fact that the B/T fans are really only trying to use this to police the 911 fandom and to try to have a gotcha moment they can point to and say look Buddies are homophobic. Look at them calling B/T a homophobic slur. They are the ones who literally came up with the ship name not us. And again the ship name of B*mmy is not the same as bummer. I also use the word bummer on occasion in everyday English language to mean that sucks. Am I no longer allowed to use that either even though it has never meant something derogatory in the US?

I'm seriously tired of the way that part of fandom keeps trying to weaponize their sexuality and or the fact that B/T are a queer couple. They can disagree and dislike that that we don't like their ship and what we call their ship but they don't get to decide we're being homophobic simply because we don't share their opinions.

Thanks for sending me the info anon and sorry for the rant I'm just so over dealing with them. Praying that Tim gets rid of T*mmy before season 8 even begins. 🙏

[goodneighborxfallout]

Sole getting caught by Hancock by pickpocketing him or stealing his caps which leads to a misunderstanding as sole gets turned on by the thrill of the situation which Hancock didn't know about.

Thank you for requesting! I'm not too happy with how this turned out, but my god this request has been in my inbox for literal years so it was about time I answered it. Sorry it took me forever!

It was a random Tuesday evening. You and Hancock had just gotten back to Goodneighbor to check how the place was holding up without their mayor present. Hancock had gone off to talk to some of the more important people in town while you decided to just hang out in the Old State House. You were tired from traveling and your legs were heavy, but you weren’t sure about sleeping arrangements. Before Hancock became one of your traveling buddies, you’d stay in Hotel Rexford whenever you spent the night in Goodneighbor. You weren’t sure how things would go tonight, so the only thing you could do was wait for the mayor to return from his business talks. In the meantime, you were walking around the second floor, checking out the decorations of the place while twirling a canister of jet in your hand. However, suddenly a hand wrapped around your wrist and with a hard tug your body spun around to your captor: Mayor Hancock himself. Took him long enough. 

“What’s that you got in your hand, sunshine?” the ghoul asked, his voice low and raspy. 

You didn’t notice yet that something was up. 

“Just some jet,” you answered plainly. 

“Some jet that doesn’t belong to you.” 

Your eyes narrowed slightly. Was he pissed? Sure, you found the jet on his coffee table but you didn’t see the problem. He frequently gave you chems while traveling so why would this be any different? However, you also didn’t mind angering him. 

“Of the people, for the people, right?” You mocked him. 

Hancock chuckled, and your heart jumped in your chest. 

You and Hancock had a strange relationship. At first, you didn’t really like him. The way he towered over people from his balcony, and rewarded them with free chems for answering simple questions as if they were dogs doing tricks he taught them rubbed you the wrong way. So when Bobbi tricked you into raiding Hancock’s strongroom, you stuck with her. You thought you’d no longer be welcome in Goodneighbor after killing Fahrenheit, but Hancock was strangely chill about it. That was when your dynamic changed: He ordered you to kill Bobbi. It was intimidating, threatening even. But it was the first time you understood why people were attracted to him. You’ve been traveling together ever since and unfortunately, you never saw that side of him again, until now maybe?

“You know damn well I don’t tolerate people stealing from me. Now if this was your first offense against me, I’d let it go, but it’s not, is it? Can’t have this turning into a habit.” 

Your heart was racing now. 

“So what will you do about it?” You said it in a challenging way, but you were full-on ready to obey his every command. 

“Good question.” Hancock took the jet from your hand and created some distance between you two. He leaned against the couch and crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze was stuck on you. “How about some community work, huh? Heard Daisy could use help dealing with some bigots.”

Community work??? If this was a movie scene, the music would now be cut off abruptly by a record scratch. 

“You’re joking,” you deadpanned. 

“I’m not. Now get out of my sight.” 

You didn’t move, however. Stubbornly, you crossed your arms over your chest and pulled your eyebrows up at him. “And what if I refuse?”

Hancock chuckled and looked down to the ground. Your heart was racing, anticipating his every move. You knew you’d be in real danger if you pissed him off too much, but this entire argument was about 1 canister of jet, so you were pretty sure it wasn’t going to escalate. “I’m tired, sweetheart. Let’s not do this.” 

“Come on, Hancock, it’s one canister of jet that I didn’t even use. You’re the one making a big deal out of this.” 

“You know what, you’re right,” he said. No. No, no, no. “I guess I really am tired. I’ll let it go this time, just don’t do it again.” 

You almost sighed out loud. This was not how it was supposed to go… Guess you’d have to steal from him again… 

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A few days passed. The two of you were still in Goodneighbor and random chems kept mysteriously disappearing from Hancock’s stash. Of course, he suspected you, but you deliberately had been sneaky about it to rile him up. 

Now it was finally time to let him catch you. You took some jet - as that was the chem that had started this all - and kept it in your pockets to use at the perfect time. That time was now: You were hanging around Hancock’s bedroom, door wide open, and had just heard him come up the stairs. 

“Are you deliberately trying to piss me off?” 

You turned to Hancock who was leaning against the door post with his arms crossed over his chest. You had just taken a hit and let out a relieved exhale before throwing the empty canister of jet to the ground. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

Hancock chuckled lowly and pushed himself away from the doorpost, after which he started to approach you. Your heart was racing in your chest. This time, you couldn’t screw up.

“Which part of ‘don’t steal from me’ is too hard for you to understand, sweetheart?” 

“Oh you said ‘don’t’? I must’ve misunderstood,” Your tone was dripping with dishonesty. “Thought you were all about sharing.” 

“Do we have a problem here?” It wasn’t clear if it was supposed to sound threatening or if he genuinely wondered if things had gone south between you two. But one thing was obvious: He still wasn’t catching on. 

“A problem? Us? I don’t think so,” you said innocently. Then you took a step towards him. Your bodies were almost touching now and you let one of your hands rest on his chest. You were done being subtle. You thought he’d figure things out quickly, but so far it had failed so it was time to just make things plain obvious. “But it seems you’ve been having trouble with some chem thief. You should do something about that.” 

Hancock hummed. "And seeing as you're always so helpful, I'm sure you've got some suggestions for handling this thief?"

You bit your lip and let your hand slowly travel down his body. Though you were behaving confidently, deep down you were a nervous wreck. "I guess you could punish them."

You could see it in his eyes: a sudden realization. He had finally put two and two together, but his reaction wasn’t what you had anticipated. You thought he’d get a bit cocky, instead, his nickname for you quietly left his mouth and he took a step back. Or well, he tried to, but your hand that was now close to his abdomen took hold of his shirt and pulled him back. “Don’t you dare back off now,” you growled lowly. “I keep trying to piss you off because it’s hot as fuck, but you keep forgiving me.”

Hancock chuckled. “What can I say? It seems I just have a soft spot for you.” Then he turned serious. “You sure you want this, sweetheart?” 

You nodded eagerly. “Please.”

“Ever been with a ghoul before?”

“What’s it matter? I-”

“We look different.”

“I’m aware,” you said with a small smirk and raised eyebrows but it clearly didn’t set him at ease. 

“Everywhere, Sole.” 

“Okay, let me spell it out for you: I. Want. You. That clear enough?” 

Hancock let out a small chuckle. “Fine. But you suddenly change your mind? I do something you don’t like? You tell me, okay? We’ll stop immediately.” 

“Okay. Now can you please go back to threatening me?”

[mazyb0i]

Someone on Reddit tried to say that Rick only truly loves Beth, and to prove them wrong, so here I am!

tldr:

Character analysis of Rick Sanchez from an autistic fans point of view, understanding his attachment styles.

He'll do anything for BP, if season 6 proves anything, it's that he'll die for BP. He literally admitted to loving him, which I have not heard him tell or say about anyone before in the show. When

he does say stuff like that it is significant. Bird person is the only character on the show he has been openly genuine with.

If season 7 proves anything, Pers is the only one that can sneak up behind him and grab him out of nowhere without getting some snarky comment, mean look, or a left hook. They both care about each other deeply, that is clear. Rick was extremely

upset by the wedding with Tammy. Rick told the bird person how much he respected him more than anyone, even when he contradicted himself by saying nothing matters, he wanted to be with Percy. He wanted to travel with him and spent every moment with him.

--

"Then why did you help me?"

"I respect you, and I wanted you to know that you could respect me too."

" But if nothing matters...?"

"You matter! You matter to me."

"Uhhh- Rick... the relationship we have-"

"I never used that word!" - Rick (denialism)

--

It's funny how after this he calls him a judgmental dork, and not something much harsher.

--

"Why the fuck are you risking your life for that asshole!?" - Memory rick

"Because, you love him."

"You do maybe, but I don't."

"Yeah, yeah, you're real cool. Now, come help me save his life or fuck off, because I don't need you.

(Very much so loves BP.)

--

--

"I'm sorry Rick, but we cannot choose the ones we love" - Pers

"You got that right! Why do you think I'm still fucking down here!?"

--

Birdperson mentions that he would be dead if it wasn't for Rick, this also accounts for multiple times now since he brought BP back to life recently. Rick has stuck his neck out for the man so many times contradicting his "nothing matters" front, because that's what it is, it is a horrible coping mechanism to ignore your problems and pretend they don't exist because 'nothing matters'.

Its a problem that I have and I'm working through in therapy myself, it's called Denialism. Because 'if you shut yourself out from the world and your problems, then nothing can hurt you, and they don't exist'. You convince yourself you're in control when you're not, you have the least control, and it fucks you up. Rick isn't truly and fully nihilistic, or else literally nothing would matter to him. He makes sure to keep his Morty alive, he constantly brags on about how he can just get a new family, but he has the same Morty that he's had since the beginning and sticks his neck out for him as well.

--

"No, Morty. Because you were too afraid to tell me. What we had was abusive, don't you see? I'm a bad partner, because I never made you a true partner."

--

--

"I was afraid if I jumped in a hole you would just stand there and watch me, you wouldn't even jump in after me!" -Morty

But then Rick in season 1 literally jumped in after Morty when he fell through the garage floor into the Schrodinger's cat void.

"Be good, Morty, be better than me."

--

--

And when Rick starts crying at his memories of Morty in season One, but he refrains from expressing it so that Morty does not become, as he puts it, "cocky" (denialism)

I would also like to point out I feel like in the later seasons he starts calling Morty 'buddy' more?? he's a lot nicer to him than he used to be, and just recently allowed Morty to hug him without pushing him away, actually hugging back. He's also stated that he respects summer very deeply, which if he says that about someone, it really means that he does. He sees his Diane in Summer, and he also implies that summer is like a cat, her affection and respect needs to be earned; unlike Morty's dog like affection that is just given away. But we also hear Rick say that Morty reminds him a lot of himself when he was younger, this implies a lot of parallels.

Memory Rick brought out a lot of Rick that we didn't see previously, a person who wasn't fully tainted by the lack of treating mental Health issues, coping issues, unhealthy attachments, and all the other things that led up to Rick being the way he is. he said his heart broken so many times, he's been backstabbed, he is very hurt person. This doesn't excuse all of his actions but is a very good explanation and reason for why he is the way he is and the way the human psyche copes with it's environment to protect itself. it's like walking up to a caged animal with a taser, these are his defense mechanisms, it makes him look like a dick on the outside but currently it is the only thing that he knows how to do on instinct for protection, and that's why he's in therapy. This is why I believe he's genuinely trying to get better, he can get along with his therapist more than ever, even if he has sly remarks he genuinely listens to Mrs. Wong.

--

"I don't like being told where to go or what to do. I consider it a violation."

--

"There's a lesson here, and I won't be the one to figure it out"

--

"I don't discuss problems, I incinerate them"

--

"It was charmingly analog. For a sec, you kind of made me like myself." - Mem Rick

"You'll grow out of it." - Rick

He resents his younger self for helping him and makes sure to mention that he "grew out" of his ability to like himself, Rick has some extreme self-hatred. it's hard to fully love someone or Express a healthy relationship when you can't even have a healthy relationship with yourself.

--

"You act like you're the one that got stabbed in the back!" -Morty

"Because I AM THE ONE, Morty. You wanna know why I replaced myself in the beginning of that stupid knights of the morning sun thing!? I SAID don't take the fucking sword! And you were like "Whatever", like I'm our neighbor Jean or David Arquette or something!! You called me boring! I've become dog shit to you! That's what happens when you let people in and they stop respecting you! They touch your shit, they screw things up, they KILL your fuckin family! Go ahead and trust them, you're gonna learn the same fuckin thing." -Rick

--

[nidstiniens]

15 Lines of Dialogue — Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you’re free to include those as well!

tagged by @myreia ♥️ thank youuuu!! tagging @hartsvale, @geth-consensus, @birues, @lilbittymonster, @ishgard, @gatheredfates, @dogfromfallout, @alannah-corvaine, and whoever wants to do it!

— 1. Conversations by the Window (nara/ardbert) "What was it about me?” he asks, a playful grin masking his solemnity. She takes the bait and her cheeks burn as her gaze drops to the ground between them.

"You were like me," she says.

— 2. My Secret (nara/ardbert) "That’s my shirt," he tells her softly, tilting his head down towards hers until their gazes align.

"My shirt," she corrects him, lifting herself up onto her tip-toes so that her lips brush his as she whispers. "My secret."

— 3. Godless (nara/emet) "What do you want? Why did you bring me here? What could I possibly have left for you to take?"

— 4. Godless (nara/emet) "That’s not— Because I just— I don’t know it! And— And if I don’t know something as basic as that, then…"

"Then?"

"Then how do I know any of it was…"

— 5. Godless (nara/emet, nara/ardbert) [unpublished] "You never would have stayed, and I’d never have let you if you tried. Your place was always here in the First."

"Still… When I think of—"

"Then don’t think about it. You said yourself that you can’t save everyone and I’m not your responsibility, besides. Who knows what idiotic things I’d have done to hurt you had things been different?"

— 6. The First Bookstore (nara/emet) [AU] "It is quite literally an OSHA violation not to have one in a place of business."

"Oof," she replied with a sheepish grin. "That’s on me."

— 7. The First Bookstore (nara/emet) [AU] "Listen, buddy, if you think you can intimidate me just because you're the size of an ocean cruise liner—"

— 8. Bad Idea, Right? (nara/estinien) "You've thought about me this way before."

"I have," she admitted breathlessly, her cheeks flushed as she looked up at him beneath long lashes. "What of it?"

— 9. Bad Idea, Right? (nara/estinien) "I don't want you to save me — right now, I just want you."

— 10. Call It What You Want (nara/estinien) "No way! You can't just say you're thinking about me and expect me to drop it."

— 11. Mirrorball (nara/estinien) "You are very important to me," she said quietly. "And I'm so sorry I made you feel otherwise."

— 12. Meet Me in the Afterglow (nara/estinien) "I don't know, Estinien! I don't know. You act like you're my knight in shining armor, but you refuse to even hold my hand outside of this room!"

— 13. The Easy Kill (nara/estinien) "But I want to be with you."

— 14. The Easy Kill (nara/estinien) "I love you. Is that not the worst thing you've ever heard?"

— 15. Maimed (nara/estinien) [unpublished] "And maybe you're right. Maybe we will ruin each other, but not here, not like this — and certainly not because of you."

[mlobsters]

supernatural s11e4 baby (w. robbie thompson)

i've seen a number of gifs from this episode and i've built it up in my mind as an episode i should enjoy which makes me nervous to watch it :S

enjoying the variety of shots being in baby's pov and the guitar man by bread, nice choice (night after night who treats you right)

very fic-ish slice of life domestic vibes. both jared and jensen seem to be leaning into their accents more than usual, i often wonder about that. what decides when they do it, if it's a choice (i can only imagine it is). anyway, it's very... homey. relaxed

very normal

ack making me cry with all these smiles and sweetness. robbie, this is the fanservice i needed (and deserved). goddamn what a breath of fresh air it's like concentrated version of old times with just the two of them, but being relaxed and happy for a minute as the cherry on top.

DEAN Piper? That's awesome. Heather. One-night wonders, man. Shoot, we're lucky we still get that at all. SAM Really? You don't... ever want something more? DEAN I'm sorry, have you met us? We're batting a whopping zero in domestic life, man. Goose eggs. SAM You don't ever think about something? Not marriage or whatever. But... something? You know, with a hunter? Somebody who understands the life? DEAN Have you not heard a single word Bob's been singing about? You're tired. I can tell. You're exhausted. Well, I'm still wired, so I'm gonna pull over, get some gas. You hop in the back, get some Z's 'cause, buddy, you earned 'em. Proud of ya! Piper. Mmm. Man, she smelled good, too.

yes, sam, you're right. dean should consider settling down with a hunter—oh wait. wonder what that "have you not heard a single word bob's been singing about" means though. i'm not that familiar with his catalogue of work :p

was someday soon in this show before or am i getting weepy over it because it was used in a fic? signs point to a fic

He loves his damned old rodeo As much as he loves me Someday soon, going with him Someday soon

--

JOHN You okay, pal? You look a little spooked. It's nice to be back behind the wheel. Looks like Dean's taken good care of this old beast. Seems like he's taken good care of you, too.

literally sobbing what even is happening. wish fulfillment that dean could get the parental approval and validation that he did a good job with sam, and acknowledging how much he did raising him.

and this has nothing to do with my own dead father issues and desperate desire for approval, no way.

that i'm not pissy that it's john saying it should say how much this kicked me in the gut

JOHN What you said about relationships, wanting something more... I never wanted this for you boys. This life. Not really. SAM We turned out okay. JOHN You did, didn't you? But that was on you boys. You did that, not me. SAM Well, you played your part. JOHN I did my best, anyway, for what it was worth. SAM This isn't real. JOHN I never could fool you, could I?

so is this lucifer? show brought him up making a fuss in the cage with the darkness busting out, and the whole i never could fool you thing. like he showed up as jess (??) in a dream did sam figure it out? no, he didn't know. hmmm. surely not god though :p

SAM I prayed when I was in that church, and I saw... something. And now, here you are, whoever you are, whatever you are. What the hell is this? JOHN Dream. Vision. Call it what you want. The message is still the same. The Darkness is coming... and only you boys can stop it.

again, i rag on the musical score a lot but the foley and overall sound design minus the score tends to really be noticeably good. and i really like what they did with the sound and the filming in this scene. where there's kind of a low wavering thrumming hum and their voices sound more close up. and i really liked that they didn't do any noise hits when he flashes back briefly to the torture vision, it was just a little extra very low soft bass thumping with the flashes. all that combined with these super tight close shots of their faces kind of adds to the slightly uneasy/unreality feeling. very nice

DEAN Welcome to the Winchester Motel. We don't have cable, but we do have room service. You were singing in your sleep, that song mom loved that dad used to always play for us. I think I've actually still got the tape.

great, another song i can have an additional layer of weepiness over, confirmed mom favorite.

SAM I think I've been having visions, too, lately. I mean, it's just images. I mean, more of a feeling, really. But I just had one right now, and Dad was in it. But it wasn't dad like the Dad that I grew up with. It was Dad when he was our age. And I guess it wasn't even really Dad. It was someone pretending to be Dad and -- DEAN Okay, what makes you say that? SAM For starters, he told me everything I wanted to hear.

you and me both, friend

dean really going in on the accent in this conversation in the car. i'm not one to anthropomorphize cars (i love cars and my car) but they're definitely getting to me with that whole.. baby has bore witness to so many conversations and fights and... like the hannibal quote

from s2e13 mizumono HANNIBAL You sit in that chair, as you have so many times before. It holds among its molecules the vibrations of all our conversations ever held in its presence.

also my own personal wish granted that sam would own up to something he was hiding, the visions are a start

SAM He said, "God helps those who help themselves." I mean, maybe these visions are coming from God. DEAN Whoa. Pump the brakes.

brief terror that lucifer is getting those prayers and will lead our sam the (at times) believer astray because he thinks it's god

the wins keep coming, sam telling dean about being infected. thank you, robbie, good sir. to keep things reasonable dean blows off the visions because he's mad or whatever

DEAN Come on, man. That quote? "God helps those who help themselves"? God didn't say that. That's not even in the Bible. That's an old proverb that dates way back to Aesop. I read.

it's so hit or miss on whether dean is well read or it's a joke that he doesn't know about stuff. consistency! 🥴 he read the odyssey, didn't know who calliope is, etc. i know i've talked about this before but can't find it.

DEAN I have that dream every couple of months. Kind of comforting, actually.

and dean's dream about john and having a normal life? i haven't felt this many feelings since probably s5. and all the little domestic canon tidbits they're feeding us, just wow

DEAN I know what you're trying to do here. You're trying to find some -- some greater meaning to it all. Right? Some fate to what went down. But I'm telling you, Sam. The Darkness? It's on us. And no one's gonna help us, certainly not God, so we'll have to figure this thing out, like we always do. But until then we hunt.

don't love how he's blowing him off (though i mean, not terribly unexpected), do appreciate that sam reiterated that he doesn't think it was just a dream

even in the fake recreated car interior sam looks so uncomfortably cramped. and as ever consider there's an actual roof over their heads to contend with when contemplating them full on fucking back there in fic :p

the deputy i looked up because he's a redhead and looks kinda like sheriff stilinksi from teen wolf, it's the guy that was in a different ep of spn (7x04) that i looked up because he's pale and freckly. and he was in altered carbon.

it's so interesting how natural the episode is flowing even with the rather large limitation of having everything take place in the car, and not feel gimmicky. even this little interlude with the girls on the joyride is lifted by an excellent song choice, and the scene seems to be referencing the video, and they're doing an actual car stunt that we get to see from the inside

what a banger, damn and that video is amazing. only m.i.a. song i knew was paper planes via slumdog millionaire

okay well having an emotional breakdown every 5 minutes apparently has made this such that i can't wrap this up tonight. tbc

all right i was a little higher than anticipated yesterday so we'll see if the ✨Feelings ✨are the same with nothing in my system

was thinking last night that dean would likely notice his car being dusty as shit after doing donuts in a dirt lot :P but i'm glad she got to have her fun consequence-free, and Baby too

silly

so pleased with himself. this is all very cute honestly. it could have gone over the top slapstick having to keep dealing with this were-pire that won't die, but there was some restraint. the muffled growling and snarling from the cooler is just the right kind of goofy for me (not having music i think helps)

MRS. MARKHAM Your family. You do anything for them, don't you? DEAN Absolutely. Yeah, but not if it costs too much. [ Chuckles ] MRS. MARKHAM No. You do everything for them. Everything else is meaningless.

little on the nose but i'll take it :p that extended fight scene inside the car with her was a lot but

DONELLY It's like I said, I need help, every strong hand I can find. And I need an army to fight the Darkness. Oh, it's comin', for all of us. There's nothing hunters or any human can do about it.

is there some sort of monster memo going out about the darkness? we all need to band together against the darkness!

i give my car kisses like that too LOL

awkward

<3

DEAN We'll get Cas to fix you up. SAM Only if he fixes you up, too. DEAN Okay, mom. Let's go home. SAM You know what? We are home.

thank you, robbie.

There was no score for this episode. All music was diegetic: either coming from an outside source or the Impala's cassette deck. The scenes used in the episode for the Impala's cassette deck were used from 5.22 Swan Song.

i'm not gonna say that this episode was way better for not having a score, wait. no. i am gonna say it. thank you, for that choice

During the filming of the episode, during the scenes where the Deputy Donelly attacks Dean, Jensen found the remains of the Impala that was smashed up at the end of 1.22 Devil's Trap.

i can't remember an episode i wholeheartedly enjoyed as much as this one in a long damned time. i needed that. along with some somewhat cathartic sobbing :p skin cleared, crops watered, etc

[its-the-ratdawg]

Mwa here. The blog that is the mwa blog is not me by the way. :(

I would send asks more but I am a bit depressed right now.

I also want Hannibal dear lOrd. And will of course. Ii went to bass pro shops with my family today…. First thought: will graham.

the cashier guy was really pretty and had a nice smile and as soon as I left I realized it was because he resembled Will. There was some homosexual tension there between us.

I also saw a fish mailbox and my first thought was “that is so will graham coded”

oh, hi!!! so you're the real mwa, not the blog mwa, got it. nice to hear from you again!!

first off, i'm sorry you're feeling down!! i wish i could give you a hug, if you like hugs! or a snack, if you like snacks. i hope you feel better soon, and i'm sending lots and lots of love in your direction <3333333333333333333333

secondly, i'm a sucker for homosexual tension with pretty strangers, INCLUDING Will Graham adjacent strangers. I heard it summed up pretty well recently: Will Graham is devastatingly pretty.

and dear lord. you're going to regret bringing Hannibal into this conversation. his confidence. his wicked smirk. his hands. that thing he does where he unbuttons his suit before sitting down. his perfect posture. i'm literally nauseous just thinking about it. his voice. his accent. his physical power and strength (!!). his twisted humor. he keeps a scalpel on his desk so he's always ready to kill. i have to Stop now

i think will graham would definitely love a fish mailbox and he'd definitely spend a lot of time in a bass pro shop!! confession: i have never been into a bass pro shop. i buy my gear from a local joint

i hope you feel better soon, buddy. you deserve it!! try to sleep well and drink plenty of water. i also recommend Unusual Videos on Youtube, they're so funny and they end every video with a cute animal clip and an encouraging quote, maybe that'll cheer you up a bit? sending more love!!! <3333

[presidentstalkeyes]

Norma Natividad is autistic.

Now, I know it might seem iffy that I'm headcanoning the academically-inclined jerk character as autistic, but hear me out. :V

Her investigative tendencies strike me as a special interest of hers, so when the mystery of the mole comes on the scene she pounces on it and remains focused for the entirety of the story, while all the other Interns are varying degrees of apathetic. She tells everyone it's for the extra credit points but Lizzie's post-game comment - "she's been 'helping' me all my life" suggest it's just a Thing Norma Does. She's also shown talking about her investigation to a less-than-interested Gisu, despite the fact that Raz is standing right there, suggesting that's her 'I'm gonna spill about my interests today because I have to tell someone' moment.

Playing into the above, she wants to make herself helpful and useful - hence the investigation and snitching on Raz to 'Truman' - but has a bit of trouble with impulse control and reading the room. Sometimes she 'helps' when it isn't really asked for and has difficulty leaving well enough alone. I do imagine this is rooted a lot in her past as a psychic, but there's also an element of internalized ableism - she wants to prove she can 'fit in' and contribute to neurotypical society.

While she wasn't unbiased towards Raz to start with because, you know, literal child getting into the Intern program on his first day and all - she came up with her theory because she 'saw what others couldn't' and took the events surrounding Raz's arrival at face value (kid she's never heard of before suddenly showing up out of nowhere, becomes an Intern immediately and is apparently best buddies with three Senior Agents) and came to the logical - but incorrect - conclusion that something didn't add up. This feels like a very autistic thing for me personally, to see something that should be obvious yet gets ignored for apparently arbitrary reasons.

She seems adept at, essentially, spycraft, which she accomplishes by putting on acts - again projecting here, but when you mask for long enough eventually you sorta understand how to mask and in what way to get a desired reaction. I personally don't do this because I can't stand being dishonest, but Norma has no such hangups... which is not to say she enjoys it. Masking for a long time can be exhausting. So when she doesn't need to, she speaks bluntly and honestly, and depending on her mood she either doesn't know or doesn't care if she comes off as rude in the process. It's her treat! (Her comment to Raz about his father, "I'm sorry, are you jealous? Did your father not spend much time with you growing up?" was half-honest question, half-low-blow jab to get a rise out of him because she still thinks he's a smug brat who's duping everyone and 'if only everyone else could see what I'm seeing!')

Kinda grasping at straws for this one, but she has a couple tics she repeats a lot - she's often seen with her hands clasped together in front of her and regularly pulls her glasses up her nose, which both feel like stims.

Finally, going by one of the cut Bottled Thoughts, she suffers from anxiety over if she's really a good person or not, showing she still has empathy for others buried beneath that prickly exterior. This is sort of made apparent in the final game - she apologizes to Raz for thinking he's the Mole and promises to make it up to him, and using Clairvoyance on her in the postgame reveals she at least begrudgingly warmed up to him after that. However, when Raz and her sister directly confront her over her wrongdoing, her knee-jerk response is to downplay it and be like 'well it all worked out in the end, what's the problem?'. I know based on my own experience and convos with other autistic folks that an unfortunate reality of being autistic is having strangers overreact towards something you did or said for seemingly no logical reason, so it's tempting to wish that everyone would just stop making such a huge deal over minor errors - pobody's nerfect, just accept mistakes happen and move on. Except in Norma's case it's more than just a simple mistake, but she's still in the denial phase of the incident and doesn't want that 'am I a good person?' anxiety to flare up again, and her difficulty at reading the room lead to her reaction.

Also note that this is the only time you can finally hand her the 'Mission-Critical Assets', whereupon she'll act like a jerk towards Raz again ("get over yourself, it's just a scavenger hunt!") - which, considering my earlier thoughts, strikes me as a 'well fine, if you wanna treat me like a jerk then I guess I'll act like one!' moment (showing she still struggles to regulate her emotions). Then she gets uncharacteristically flustered when Raz suddenly turns the tables on her, and let me tell you, I felt that. :V

Just to be clear, this is in no way meant to justify or excuse her dickish behaviour towards Raz, who I'm pretty sure is autistic himself (and I know I'm not the only one who thinks that). I'm autistic and I was a kind of a dick when I was Norma's age, and I make no excuses for that. She just has some growing up to do, really.

[dxwnfxll]

Can I get a spicy fic with Clef and Reader, but reader has n o i d e a how that works

I shall try my best rehehehe

You can read the title tee hee

-so you've known Clef for awhile, but all you two have been is just friends. Close friends as some would say

-You've always wanted more but similar to other doctors he to has his rumors of how he is within the sheets

-some claim he's simply 'too big' for anyone hence why he doesn't even have a partner, others claim he's like a monster within them

-you usually don't believe rumors but you couldn't exactly go and ask 'hey Clef is your dick actually so big that it can't fit into anything?' Then again when you really think about it he probably doesn't have one that big.

-then again..he is anomalous so maybe he does.

-but all that doesn't matter, you two are strictly friends.

-right about now you were hanging out with the three eyed man, your mind swirling around the thoughts of you and Clef once again. You hadn't been paying attention to what he was saying as usually you two had a good quiet friendship not really much talking from either of you

-you felt someone grab your face squishing it a bit "can ya hear me now?" He said with that shit eating grin of his. You swatted his hand away as he chuckled backing away before you could even touch him

-"sorry Clef, my mind was elsewhere" He nods "i know."

-you give him a look as he just sits across from you "your face is as red as a cherry Y/n"

-you blink trying to cover your face "ah yeah-" he interrupts you "actually it's always red whenever i'm around you..odd isn't it?" He was fucking with you and you could tell.

-but you still acted like a nervous wreck as you felt his ukulele under your chin making you look at him, his third eye now on under his right eye all three staring at you

-he chuckled putting the ukulele on the ground "you look so nervous Y/n, never been with a guy like me?"

-you stared at him as your eyes widened "i um- no i've never been with anyone-" you blurted out

-his grin turned into a smile "oh? Really? Hm.." He leaned back in his chair "that's fine, i can go slow" he said getting up and walking to where you were taking your hand and helping you up "if that's what you want Y/n"

-without thinking you nodded, and you felt yourself being led elsewhere. You didn't realize he led you out of his office, that you two were heading to where his dorm was.

-you didn't realize till you heard the familiar beep of the door, your mind had been trying to prepare yourself for losing your virginity to your friend, a friend who had a shit ton of sexy rumors around him

-he closed the door behind you before kissing up your arm like fucking Gomez from the Aadams family

-he grinned at you before capturing your lips, holding you against his chubby dad body before letting go

-he led you to his bed "don't mind the mess" he said before sitting you on the bed "you sure you wanna do this y/n?" You nodded as you saw his grin grow again

-since this was your first time with him, he was a very gentle lover. And luckily the rumors weren't true, he was pretty average down there

-he definitely left some marks on ya that didn't go away for fucking weeks, oh and don't think this was the only time y'all two hooked up

-he couldn't get enough of ya, and loved how you were under him or uh riding him

-He's definitely a risky guy, a few times he's grabbed you and literally fucked you in his office

-sometimes he likes to mess with you by having you sit next to him and he'll just start rubbing your thigh

-if y'all two end up in a relationship from this is up to you, he doesn't really care. Sure he likes ya but if you just wanna stay 'fuck buddies' then he's cool with it

-of course he's great at aftercare, literally goes a whole 360 to make sure you're okay and stuff and that he wasn't too rough.

-he asks for consent for basically everything, especially if he's doing something new he makes sure you're cool with it first. If you're not it's never brought up again unless you bring it up

That's all folks requests always open!

[the-reincarnated-princess]

So,for an opinion of actually,I'm the real one manhwa. I'm alright with it I do for the antagonist Cosette Weinberg. Because when I read sthe novel version,I found some spoilers and it turns out the novel doesn't have a romance ending. The ending for the novel has Keira ended up alone and instead self loving herself. For some scenes in the manhwa compare to the novel. For the novel:

It has Zeke joined up with Keira in the hunting competition the novel instead of Joseph like in the manhwa and novel Cosette doesn't ask why Keira doesn't join her in the carriage. Also,novel Erez has less screentime in the novel compare to the manhwa

Novel Erez doesn't have any feelings towards novel Keira and he is the one who summoned the beast because he hates Cosette so much instead of that random green haired wizard in the manhwa.

Keira doesn't harbour any feelings towards Joseph and Erez in the novel same with Joseph and Erez since Joseph and Keira seen each other's as co workers and family figures. For novel Erez,he sees her as a business partner and buddies I guess.

Instead of Erez turned back time because he loves Keira in the manhwa,he turns back time because Ludwig strikes a deal with Erez to make sure Keira has a second chance.

Novel Erez and novel Keira meet each other in one of Keira's late mother's mansions instead of the magic tower. After hearing novel Erez reveal he's a demon,novel Keira quickly wanting to kill him before novel Erez explained his attentions.

The one nitpick I found in the manhwa is why is the first male lead Erez instead of Joseph? Because well if I recall and correct if I'm wrong,novel Keira hates demons actually.

For novel appearances,ludiwg and Cosette have platinum blond hair. For Zeke also he has purple eyes and platinum blond hair instead of red eyes.

What's your opinion on the manhwa adaptation?

I'm sorry but I have literally never heard of the "Actually I'm the Real One" manhwa until now.

[icharchivist]

I am rotating concept of Lucifer as a whole on a microwave plate of my brain

And I am kinda having existential crisis right now, so I doubt everything I know. But that's how I get certain

Did you knew you there were two priests, I think high ranked, named Lucifer around IV century or something around that. And one of them was exiled or something for not agreeing with ways of Church. And just I wonder, how it would be to be that random ass priest, who suddenly finds that modern modern sees Lucifer as that Bad Bad Devil, while it was normal damn name back in the days... And maybe some old gods inviting him over like "first time, buddy?" Who also got demonized by Church or public in general

Now I think it's fragment of the story I try to write, except random ass priest is random ass greece god and just... Bruh.

Anyway, how's your day? 😊

HELP?

i made researches about it a while back and what i remember reading was a little more tricky than that. The Original text was talking about Helel Ben Shahar (yeah.) walking to the marches of Babylon in order to dethrone his father and everything. Problem is, Shahar was refered to as "the light bringer, son of the dawn". (Shahar and Shalim were both associated to the rise and fall of the planet Venus, at different times of the day, Shahar being for the dawn and Shalim for the twilight. Shahar was also called "the son of the dawn" because of that.).

So when this story was translated to latin, they used the latin name of the Morning Star, also called "light bringer", which was Lucifer.

And it's later with translations of the Bible from the latin to other languages (so, much later since the Church didn't want the Bible being accessible by non-scholars for a long time) that instead of translating "Lucifer" back to Lightbringer/Morning Star/Venus, they just kept the name Lucifer. Though it also means that priests who were interpreting the Latin text, especially before the translations, have been using the name Lucifer without explaining the meaning of Lucifer in the text, thus, the people who wouldn't have the text in front of them would be unable to question it.

So the idea that i read is that, originally when the name Lucifer was given to the translation of Shahar, the whole idea was more to translate the concept Shahar was representing, ie, the star in the sky it was all about. But as th story was told and translated (either by priest orally or when the translation written versions happened) "Lucifer" had become a character on its own, and therefore the concept he was supposed to represent was lost.

So it makes sense in a way that Lucifer was a "normal name" back then because it just means Bringer of Light, and it was the name of a star. It's just that the literal translation of Shahar's function in that story became a name in itself.

from the researches i made at that point i didn't hear of any individuals behind this naming convention so i've never heard of this version you're talking about.

Wild if true though lmao

EDIT: i misread the ask sorry OTL clarification here, i thought it was "two priests have been the ones to name Lucifer" rather than them having the name Lucifer. My bad!

And my day is okay <33 very busy day so i'm really exhausted, but all good. Hope your day is going well too <333 take care!

[pico-digital-studios]

Into, Across and Beyond! / Omniverse Scripting: Average Day / Dark Discoveries

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Dimension MP-2021 - Bumper High School, South Island

The morning after Tails's trip to see Uma, he was having breakfast in his dorm with Danny whilst reading through a study book on volumetric pressure for science class.

Danny: So, was the trip last night all fine and dandy?

OMT!Tails: Yeah. Did some spray paint in the underground system that I'm aiming to expand on later.

Danny: Oh, yeah! Got the petition you're carrying signed last night, by the way. I'm sure you'll pull it off by the end of this week.

OMT!Tails: Thanks, Danny. I'm aiming to see if I can talk more to that new girl today, see what she's like!

Danny: Well, I wish you the best of luck today, buddy! Heh, you and Max are definitely the ones top of the class at the moment. Man, I wish I could catch up to you in that field.

OMT!Tails: I'm sure you'll be able to when we start school proper, Danny, don't worry.

Danny: Heh, sweet.

OMT!Tails: Well, I better change into my school uniform.

He got changed, as Danny noticed a peculiar detail.

Danny: Did you, uh, shrink slightly overnight?

OMT!Tails: Huh? That doesn't make sense.

He looked at himself, surprised that Danny was right, prompting him to roll up the sleeves on his trousers and blazer as a temporary fix.

OMT!Tails: I'm definitely gonna ask for a smaller size later.

Later, Tails was trying to keep his trouser and blazer sleeves rolled up, feeling a bit embarrassed by that turn of events.

OMT!Tails: (I really gotta get a new unifor- ! Why do my thoughts sound so loud in my head? This is weird.)

He bumped into the new girl.

Mina: Oh! Are you okay?

OMT!Tails: Y-Yeah. Sorry about that. So you're, uh, new around the island, right? The newbie thing's definitely something we've got in common.

Mina: Yeah, that's one thing.

OMT!Tails: Cool! I'm Miles Prower, though people prefer to call me Tails!

Mina: Nice! I'm, er... Mairead.

OMT!Tails: Your name's Mairead?

Mina/Mairead?: Yeah. I got the name from off-island, though I don't have an accent, since I was raised here.

OMT!Tails: (Quick! Try the shoulder touch before she leaves!)

Mina/Mairead?: Nah, I'm kidding. It's, er, Airead. No M. That's pretty crazy.

Tails tried the technique, but because of his height, he completely missed contact, trying to reach up in embarrassment.

Mina: Oh! You need a hand there?

OMT!Tails: I-I got it! (W-Why is this so embarrassing...?)

She simply resorted to picking him up with a smirk, causing him to blush bright-red.

Mina: Heh, does that help?

OMT!Tails: Uh, y-yeah. >~<

A couple of minutes later, she helped pack Tails's oversized uniform into a carrier bag.

Mina: That should do it! The student services office isn't far from here.

OMT!Tails: That's good. I'll get myself a uniform fitting my size, and then I'll come and join you at the Literature cl-.

???: Hey!

The two were stopped by Shade, the school's security guard, who had heard about Tails being out and about the prior night.

Shade: I know you snuck out last night, Prower.

OMT!Tails and Mina showed panicked glances to each other.

OMT!Mina (whispering): Play dumb.

OMT!Tails (literally playing dumb): Who's Prower?

OMT!Mina: Not THAT dumb!

Panicked, Tails took off running as Shade pursued him.

Shade: Hey!

He turned a corner and slipped through a door to try and avoid her.

OMT!Tails: (Okay. You're alright now. She'll never find you in here.)

His eyes widened when he saw he was inside her office.

OMT!Tails: (Whoops...)

Shade: Tails, what are you doing in my office?! Open up in there!

OMT!Tails, in a panic about what to do, resorted to the window, accidentally switching on the laptop that played "Let It Go" from (you guessed it) Frozen. Out in the hallway, Shade reacted to the kids around her hearing the music.

Shade (sheepish): Hehe... That's my kids playlist in there.

Outside, OMT!Tails clung onto the walls, at first hoping Shade wouldn't notice him there, but then seeing OMT!Fang trying to pull a train robbery nearby.

OMT!Fang: Sure, they can stop by taking those marbles outta their mouths! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

OMT!Tails: (Oh, great... A crook trying to take advantage of Detective Ghost's current absence. Well, better go stop the crime!)

He made a mighty bound to land on the train.

OMT!Fang: What the-?!

He turned around to see OMT!Tails.

OMT!Fang: Gah! It's you again, you little pipsqueak!

OMT!Tails: The gig's up, Fang! I'm not letting you rob a train on a school open day. I've got more important stuff to be doing right now, so come quietly!

OMT!Fang: Like what? Studying for arithmetics?

Tails just looked at Fang unamused.

OMT!Fang: Gee. Calm down, twin-tails. I'm just teasin' ya-

OMT!Tails: Psyche!

Tails fired at him.

OMT!Fang: Woah! Welp, you missed that one! HAHAHAHAHA!

Unfortunately for Fang, the laser bounced back from a girder and blew his hat off.

OMT!Fang: No, my hat!

He tried to catch it, but ended up slipping off the train to the ground, right where the cops were.

OMT!Tails: Phew! That should do it. Now, I'd better get back to school before I get in any extra trouble.

He flew back to the school, spending the rest of the day as normal. It was that night, however, that he wanted to know just what went down with all the tremors and why Detective Ghost has been absent for the day.

Shade: Trying to get out again, Tails?

OMT!Tails: I-It's serious business this time, Miss Shade. I need to know what's been causing the tremors. If anything, that'll be where Detective Ghost is at the moment. If I don't do something, we could all be in big trouble.

Shade: *sigh* Alright, kid. You go and do what you need to.

OMT!Tails: Thank you, Shade. I promise I won't keep "sneaking out" from now on unless it's hero duties.

She nodded, taking his word for it, as he headed out into the streets. He headed down into the underground sewers from before, looking around carefully and entering an underwater tunnel leading to the abandoned Death Egg off the shore of the island.

Omni-Earth-2009

In a similar underground sewer, Alan Albright was looking in the sewer for his own answers.

Alan Albright: Okay. Find where the watch's energy came from. You'll see.

He found the alternate Omnitrix lying on the ground, which looked weird and fluorescent.

Alan: It's just a normal Omnitrix lookalike. It's like boring how normal the watch is...

However, on cue, it glitched and wound up on Alan's wrist, which made him jump. Suddenly, he heard a rumble, which stopped for a moment, buying him the incentive to see what's going on in a pitch-black tunnel.

Earth-25219

In some streets, an alternate version of Chris Smith was trying to get by, noticing some strange energy emitting from a castle-like environment.

Chris Smith: Strange... I need to go have a look. Who's even operating whatever's over there.

He entered the castle, running through its halls to figure out what was happening.

Through each of these spots, the three kids got a surge of energy going through them each.

OMT!Tails: Gotta keep going...

Alan: I don't wanna be a hero...

Chris: What am I doing...?

"You're like me..."

"That's all it is, Alan."

"Follow your heart..."

LOOK OUT!

Dimension MP-2021

OMT!Tails just dodged a projectile before going in to witness Detective Ghost in the middle of direct combat.

Detective Ghost: Razereye, listen to me!

OMT!Tails hid and watched the battle in safety.

Detective Ghost: I can't let you open that portal to another dimension! Right now, the island isn't zoned for that!

Dr. Razereye: This isn't me that's leading the approach, Ghost.

OMT!Tails: (Razereye? What's he doing in this?)

Dr. Razereye: Why don't you just quit it?!

Detective Ghost: I dunno. I guess I like South Island not being dragged by a black hole. Battle Kukku Island, maybe, but not South Island!

A giant beam crashed into the room, leaving Tails to hang on for dear life as it swung into the battle area. He barely avoided the bombs and dashed through a corridor to figure out what was being hidden, before stumbling across something he never saw before; an interdimensional energiser set up in a big chamber.

OMT!Tails: What... is this?

Ghost and Razereye busted through the chamber, causing Tails to tumble. However, in good time, she spotted him and pulled him to safety before joining him.

Detective Ghost: You okay, Tails? This situation's a bit crazy right now.

OMT!Tails: Y-Yeah. I needed to know that you were alright and what was going on behind the tremors.

Detective Ghost: Well, it seems like we've got the answer.

They looked at the huge machine in the room.

OMT!Tails: Should we stop it? I... I don't know if I'm ready for the job.

Detective Ghost: Hey, it's alright. If you stick around, I'll show you the ropes. I just gotta switch off that energiser before the space-time continuum collapses.

She made a mighty leap as Tails watched in awe, landing perfectly by a control panel. She tore the cover loose before pulling out a USB stick and trying to connect it. As she got it, though, she felt a presence nearby.

Detective Ghost: Oh, boy...

She avoided two consecutive blows, seeing a robot around her size clad in black and purple glaring at her, before it went to attack her further.

Detective Ghost: Shadow Emerl, huh? Seriously? I was in the middle of something!

She got thrown to the ground, rubbing her head wearily.

Detective Ghost: Ow... That smarts...

Shadow Emerl lunged toward her, but she expertly kicked it backwards.

Detective Ghost: You mad at me? 'Cause I feel like you're mad at me.

OMT!Tails assisted by shooting at the robot, knocking it into the wall.

Detective Ghost: Nice save, Tails!

OMT!Tails: Thanks!

Razereye rushed down, trying to blast her into oblivion.

Dr. Razereye: Hold still so I can destroy you already!

Detective Ghost: No chance!

Tails heard a PA sound out in the room, with an imposing figure looking like Eggman, but taller, visible in a glass window.

Eggman?: You like my new invention, Detective Ghost? It cost a fortune to construct. Shame you can't take it with you. You came all this way, so watch the test. It's one heck of a light show!

Detective Ghost: Hey, no! Don't do this! You don't know what you're doing! You'll get us all killed!

The energiser fired up as the fake Eggman watched from his seat with glee.

Scientist 1: Portal's opening! Scientist 2: I see multiple dimensions opening. Scientist 3: Three... four... five... six alternate dimensions! Scientist 4: It's unstable. We should stop-.

Back in the chamber, the ceiling tiles began to shake.

Detective Ghost: Hey, Doc? What's your take on head trauma?

Dr. Razereye: What?

He got hit on the head by some of the tiles, which distracted him for just a moment as she got free. However, he grabbed her and shoved her straight into the beam.

Eggman?: Razereye, no! GET HER OUT OF THERE!

She glitched slightly, before regaining control, grabbing one of Razereye's pod attachments and dragging IT into the beam.

Omni-Earth-2009

Alan just dodged a piece of debris flying by, which smashed against the wall beside him, before he witnessed what was going on inside.

Four Arms: Sunder, listen to me!

Alan: (Ben 10?!)

Four Arms: I cannot let you open a portal to another dimension! Bellwood isn't built for such a thing!

Sunder the Retriever walked into the room, his axe in hand.

Sunder: It's not up to me, Tennyson.

Alan: (Is that Sunder the Retriever?)

Sunder: Why won't you just quit already?!

Four Arms: I dunno. I kinda like Bellwood not being sucked into a black hole. Area 51, maybe, but not Bellwood!

Alan: I think I'm gonna go...

Alan tried to make his leave, though a girder coming down forced him to perform acrobatics to avoid harm, stumbling into THIS universe's collider room.

Alan: Woah! What... is this place?

On cue, Four Arms and Sunder smashed into the room, causing Alan to fall straight down. Noticing this, Four Arms tapped the Omnitrix button and quickly changed into Jet Ray to swoop Alan to safety.

Jet Ray: Gotcha!

They landed on a balcony above the collider, appraising each other for a moment as Ben powered down.

Ben 10: Hey, did you know your laces are untied?

Alan: Yeah...

Ben: I mean, I wear slip-ons nowadays, so I don't have to worry about it.

He noticed the matching Omnitrix, though could tell Alan was no fraud compared to Albedo.

Ben: I thought I was the only one. You're like me!

Alan: I-I don't want to be.

Ben: I don't really think you have a choice, kid. (gently) Got a lot going through your head, I'm sure.

Alan: Yeah...

Ben: You're gonna be fine. I can help you out! If you stick around, I can show you the ropes of that Omnitrix!

Alan (relieved): Yeah!

Ben: I just gotta go destroy that big machine real quick before the universe is erased again. Just hang there, alright? Okay! It's hero time!

Ben activated the Omnitrix and changed into...

Ben/Swampfire: Swampfire!

He made a great leap over to the collider's control panel.

Alan: (How's he doing that?!)

Once there, Ben tore the cover loose and whipped out his own goober, though failed twice to lock it in the right way.

Swampfire: I swear, I get this wrong every time.

As he figured it out, a Techodon warrior punched through his body before pulling out, prompting Ben to just turn around as the spot regenerated.

Swampfire: One of you things again? I was in the middle of something!

He got thrown to the floor before powering down.

Ben: I am so tired...

He switched to another alien in the nick of time, foregoing the name-saying to knock the Techodon back.

Water Hazard: Are you mad at me? Because it feels like you're mad at me.

Alan watched from below and helpless. He simply snapped a photo of the action going on above him.

Water Hazard: Is that all you got?

Sunder showed up again and pinned Ben to the ground, roaring at him which caused lots of spit to splash on his face.

Water Hazard: Oh, come on! That's just gross.

Alan: (I should go up there and help him! Who am I kidding? I should not do that.)

Footsteps were heard in another room as Phil Billings, a failed agent of the Plumbers, entered.

Phil: You like this, Tennyson? You came all the way here. Watch the test unfold. It's one heck of a light show, and I'm sure you'll love it!

Water Hazard: No! Don't do it! You'll get everyone on the planet killed! Grandpa Max wouldn't approve of what you're doing!

The collider fired up, as scientists here picked up five alternate dimensions connecting this time, and out in Bellwood, the dimensional quake started spreading through. Back in the chamber, the ceiling tiles began to come loose.

Water Hazard: What's your take on head trauma, Sunder.

Some of the tiles hit Sunder and knocked him over.

Water Hazard: I tried to warn you!

He leapt to the control panel, but was grabbed by Sunder and pushed into the beam.

Phil: No, Sunder! Get him back out of there!

Thankfully, Ben regained control amidst the glitching, pushing Sunder's head into the beam and causing an overload.

Earth-25219

Chris just avoided some debris blown in his direction.

Chris: Woah!

He saw into a room where the Boyfriend of this dimension somersaulted through the air, before landing on a railing. Chris was already terrified by this extra turn of events here. What was happening?!

Boyfriend: Cassandra, listen! I can't let you open a portal into another universe. Philly isn't prepared for such a thing!

Cassandra was present, specifically in her monster form.

Cassandra: It's not up to me, Boyfriend. Just quit already!

Boyfriend: Uh, nah. I prefer the city not being swallowed by a black hole. The outer warzone maybe, NOT Philly!

Chris: (I... I really need to get out of here.)

Chris tried to leave, but a giant beam crashed into the room, forcing Chris to hang tightly, and compared to Tails and Alan in the other dimensions, he wasn't ready for such a situation, getting tossed around the room as the duo fought. Once on the ground, he ran through a massive hallway into what looked like a giant aquarium with a huge chamber in the middle.

Chris: Woah!

He looked around, clearly confused.

Chris: What is this?

Suddenly, Boyfriend and Cassandra flew in from the room behind, causing Chris to tumble downwards. Seeing this, Boyfriend tossed his microphone cord onto an observation platform, swinging forward and catching Chris in one fell swoop before they landed safely.

Boyfriend: You all good?

Chris: Y-Yeah. Thanks for the save.

Their senses (BF's blueballs and Chris's heart) resonated, like a mind meld.

Boyfriend (shocked): I-I thought I was the only one. You're like me!

Chris: I... I don't wanna be.

Boyfriend: I guess you really don't have a choice right now.

Boyfriend (comfortingly): You're not from around here, are you? You got a lot going through your head right now, I'm sure.

Chris: Y-Yeah...

Boyfriend: It'll be fine, dude. I'll help ya. If you stick around, I'll show you how my line of work goes!

Chris (relieved): Heh, thanks.

Boyfriend: Now, I just gotta go shut down that machine Daddy Dearest is using before reality crumbles! See you in a bit!

He leapt down, arms behind his head before catapulting up to the control panel without any flaws. Once he was up there, he showed his signature V-sign to Chris.

Chris: For a regular guy, how does he do that?

He opened the panel before getting his goober and twisting it into place, though slipping up twice.

Boyfriend: Darn it. What's with me messing it up at a time like this?

When he figured it out, he felt a hostile presence close by.

Boyfriend: Oh, here we go.

An assassin in all black lunged at Benjamin, forcing him to abandon the hacking.

Boyfriend: Another of Dearest's assassins! Man, I was in the middle of something!

The assassin tossed him to the ground.

Boyfriend: OW! Oh, I'm so tired...

He recovered quickly enough to kick the assassin back into a wall.

Boyfriend: Your boss mad at me? Eh, I'm sure he is.

Chris watched from the ground, taking a picture with his Camega in awe.

Boyfriend (smug): Heh! That all you got?

Cassandra showed up again and pinned Boyfriend to the ground, snarling like a savage beast.

Boyfriend: Sheesh. Pico was right about how bad your breath smells.

Chris: (Should I go up and help him? Or should I-?)

Chris's thoughts were interrupted by footsteps entering an observation room, Daddy Dearest himself making his entry.

Daddy Dearest: (evilly singing) 🎵 Know who I am when you step to the professional, understand I'm the demon king of rock and roll! Spitting the flames of hell on the mic! No time for lamers, so take a hike! 🎵 (normal) You like that tech, blueballs? It costed me a fortune. But hey, you can't take it with you, right? Why not stick around and watch the test? It's a hell of a freakin' light show. Knowing you, you're gonna love this!

Boyfriend: No! No! Don’t do this! Stop! You don’t know what it can do! It’ll kill us all!

The machine fired itself up as BF watched in confusion and Dearest's associates readied things.

Associate: Okay, that's... 6... 8... TEN different dimensions in proximity!

Associate 2: Shouldn't we stop the machine, boss?

In the chamber, Boyfriend slipped loose and tried to reach the control panel, but was shoved by Cassandra into the machine's beam.

Daddy Dearest: Cassandra, no! GET HIM BACK OUT!

Boyfriend, albeit glitching, got free and pushed Cassandra right into the beam.

Altogether, these three chain reactions caused massive eruptions that blew everyone present backwards and causing temporary black-outs in their surrounding vicinities. Of these, only Dearest's machine was outright destroyed in the explosion. In the aftermath, Sunder and Cassandra were both crushed by heavy machinery and outright killed, but Razereye? The explosion just knocked him dizzy and unable to further fight.

Dimension MP-2021

OMT!Tails climbed out of the wreckage in the gap the explosion made, rushing over to Ghost to help her as she took off her mask.

OMT!Tails: H-Hey! Are you...? K-Kaede Titan?

Kaede: Yeah. I'm Detective Ghost. I felt it was time you learned the truth about me.

She stumbled back to her feet.

Kaede: Listen. We don't have much time. We gotta team up here.

She passed him the override key.

Kaede: This override key is the only way to shut the energiser off for good. We need to get back up there, use the key, push the green button and blow it up.

Her voice was fast. This was serious business.

Kaede: If he turns on the machine again, everyone we know will disappear. Your family, everyone... everyone. Please, promise me you'll be able to pull it off.

OMT!Tails: I... I can't just leave you to face these guys alone.

Kaede: I'll be okay. Please, just get moving.

OMT!Tails: Kaede, I can't without you! I don't want to lose you like I lost Sonic to OMT! I hate to say it, but neither of us are ready right now! We have to get out of here and fight another day!

As much as Kaede wasn't ready to admit it, she knew Tails was right. They had to escape and come back later. They saw Shadow Emerl approaching down the corridor towards them.

OMT!Tails: We get out of here, and I'll fulfill your promise!

Kaede: Right! Let's go!

Kaede tried to dash, but felt unsteady and fell to her knees, prompting Tails to carry them both away. The Shadow Emerl attempted to grab them, only JUST missing as they flew into the night sky. Once they were in the clear, they landed at her residence, letting her get some breathing room.

Kaede: Phew. That was too close.

OMT!Tails: Yeah...

Max came out of the house, seeing his hero in front of him.

Max: Detective Ghost!

He ran towards her, slowing down when he saw her unmasked.

Max: Kaede? You were Detective Ghost the whole time?

Kaede: Y-Yeah. I didn't want to shatter the intrigue for you, but now that I have...

He simply hugged her close.

Max: Hey. I still see you as amazing either way, both as my hero AND as my adoptive sister.

She gave in, hugging him back.

Max: You look tired, Kaede. Should we get some rest for tonight?

Kaede: Yeah. I think I n-need it after tonight. I'll tell you once we're back inside.

They headed in as OMT!Tails headed to his home for the night, where OMT!Knux was.

OMT!Knuckles: Tails? W-Why aren't you at school?

Tails simply hugged Knuckles tight, and though shocked at first, the echidna hugged his little brother back.

OMT!Knuckles: Hey, it's okay, little bro. I got you.

OMT!Amy was there too.

OMT!Tails: C-Can I sleep here for tonight?

OMT!Knuckles: Tails, it's a weeknight. Didn't you make a commitment to the school?

OMT!Amy: Knuckles, he's upset.

They looked at each other before Knuckles softened up, understanding.

OMT!Knuckles: Yeah, alright. You can stay.

He sat on the bed as OMT!Amy gently rubbed his head, knowing he still missed Sonic deeply.

OMT!Amy: I'm sure you'll be able to save the island, Tails. We have faith in you, little bro.

OMT!Tails: Y-Yeah.

They shared a hug before he laid in bed, looking at the override key in his hand.

Omni-Earth-2009

Alan rushed to find Ben, who was next to some rubble and very badly injured.

Alan: Hey! You okay?

Water Hazard: I'm fine, I'm fine. Just resting.

Alan: Can't you get up?

Water Hazard: (wry laugh) Yeah, yeah. I always get up. (coughing) That coughing's really not a good sign.

Noises were heard from above. Phil's thugs have discovered the hole.

Water Hazard: Kid, listen. We gotta team up here. There's not much time.

He passed Alan his override key.

Water Hazard: This override key is the only way to stop the collider. Get up there, use the key, press the button and blow it up. ... You need to hide your face with the transformations. You don't tell anyone who you are. No one can know. He's got everyone in his pocket.

Alan: W-What?

Water Hazard: If he's allowed to turn on the machine again, everything you know will disappear. Your family... everyone. Please, promise me you'll pull this off.

Alan: ...I promise.

Water Hazard: Go! Destroy the collider. I'll come and find you... It's going to be okay.

Alan clambered up a debris pile up to the floor above as Phil and the Techodon showed up.

Phil: Fistrick, we're done with tests. Get that thing ready to go again. Faster! Urgh, those guys are weak. (to Ben) I'd say it's nice to see you again, Ben, but it isn't.

Water Hazard: Hey, Phil. How's... business?

Phil: Booming.

Water Hazard: Hah, nice.

Phil chuckled a moment, before becoming serious as the Omnitrix powered down, reverting Ben back to normal.

Ben: This... This might open a black hole under Bellwood, Phil. It's not worth the risk.

Phil: It isn't just about the glory, Tennyson.

The Techodon began its advance towards Ben.

Ben: ... Do you want to know what I saw in there?

Phil: WAIT!

Phil stopped the Techodon from approaching.

Ben: I know what you're trying to do, and it won't work. They're gone.

Phil angrily delivered the death blow himself as Alan helplessly watched from afar.

Phil: Get rid of the body.

Alan moved slightly, causing debris to fall.

Phil: What was that?

They saw Alan's silhouetted figure.

Phil: Kill him.

The Techodon went to attack Alan, who made a run for it through the streets. He hopped over the fence with no hesitation, and ended up getting part of his palm skin torn off from power incontinence, but otherwise managed to escape in one piece. In the aftermath, he made a run for his home, where he got into his bedroom through the window.

Pierce: Authority of the Plumbers, put your hands in the-! Huh? Alan?

He saw Alan on the bed, breathing heavily and freaked out from what happened.

Pierce: Why aren't you at school-?

Alan quickly hugged Pierce close, to which the guy relented and hugged back.

Pierce: Woah, woah, it's okay.

Helen: Alan? What's wrong? Is it the earthquake?

Alan looked at his siblings, torn. Perhaps it was best to confide in them tonight.

Alan: Can I sleep here tonight?

Pierce: Alan, it's a weeknight. You made a commitment to that school-.

Helen: -Pierce, he's upset.

The two shared a look. Pierce quickly understood and softened.

Pierce: Of course you can stay.

Alan laid in bed.

Alan: P-Pierce?

Pierce: Yeah?

Alan: ...Do you really hate Ben 10?

Pierce: (confused) Yeah? I mean, with a downtown kid-

Helen moved Pierce back out.

Helen: Pierce, easy.

Pierce: What? He asked me, Helen. You know how I feel about Ben 10, c'mon...

Helen: Mhm...

He left as Helen tenderly stroked Alan's forehead.

Helen: He cares about you very much, Alan. That's why he's so tough on you. You know that, right?

Alan: Helen, do you ever think about moving out of Bellwood?

Helen: Our family and the Plumbers don't run from things, Alan.

Alan: Yeah, I know.

She kissed his forehead to show her sisterly affection before leaving him to sleep.

Helen: He's having a hard time, Pierce.

Pierce: When it gets hard, that's when he's gotta stick it out.

Helen: Shh. It has to be softer.

Their voices faded as Alan looked at the override key in his hand longingly.

Earth-25219

Chris, after getting out of the rubble, rushed towards Boyfriend, who was very badly injured.

Chris: H-Hey! You okay?

Boyfriend: Y-Yeah. Just resting up.

Chris: Can you get up again?

Boyfriend: Yeah, I... I always find a way to do so. (coughing badly) O-Okay, the coughing isn't a good sign.

They both looked up to see two silhouettes looking down at them. Dearest and the assassin had found the hole. And close by, Pico's gang were witnessing the situation.

Boyfriend: L-Listen, er... I didn't catch your name before.

Chris: Chris Smith.

Boyfriend: Right, Chris. Listen, I won't be able to get outta here with you. I'm too badly crippled to pull it off, so...

He passed Chris his cap.

Boyfriend: I'm... gonna give you my prestige.

Chris: W-What?

Boyfriend: I know it's gonna be a tough climb, but you look l-like the kinda guy who can learn quickly. W-What I do shouldn't be too different to music school, right?

Chris: Right, but... Where do I go?

Boyfriend: There's a house further south of this castle. My girlfriend should've seen the castle becoming more of a wreck thanks to the machine being blown up. If you find her, she'll look after you and help you find your footing. Please... p-promise me you'll take good care of her for me, alright?

Chris: I...

Chris took the cap, knowing he was ready to fulfill the promise of the young man he only just met.

Chris: I promise I won't let you down.

Boyfriend: Thanks. N-Now, get moving, as fast as you're able to. And expose Dearest's sour reputation further!

Chris nodded, as Boyfriend stuck a badge on him saying "Nite" before waving him off. And as he did, Daddy Dearest came down to that level, prompting Chris to get into hiding.

Darnell: Should we do somethin' about that, homie?

Pico: What do you expect me to do? He's tanked my bullets before, so I can't just shoot him back.

Boyfriend turned to Daddy Dearest.

Daddy Dearest: I'd say it's nice to see you again, Boyfriend… but it's not.

Boyfriend: Hey, Dearest. How's yer business?

Daddy Dearest: Booming!

Boyfriend: Heh, nice.

Daddy Dearest chuckled, genuinely amused for just a moment, before becoming serious again.

Boyfriend: Your plans would've ended up opening a black hole, or WORSE, in Philly. It can't be worth the risk you tried to take.

Daddy Dearest: It isn't solely about money or fame, kid. You ruined everything I had left in one fell swoop, and now you're going to pay for it. The legacy of the Boyfriend ends today!

The assassin began their approach.

Boyfriend: …Do you want to know what I saw in that moment?

Daddy Dearest raised his hand, stopping the assassin from approaching.

Boyfriend: I know what you're trying to achieve, Dearest. And it's not going to work. No matter what you try now, the damage has already been done. Your family are NOT coming back to you.

Daddy Dearest shook with a hint of guilt, before finally losing his shit and grabbing Boyfriend, ripping him clean in half as Chris watched helplessly, Pico himself horrified by what went down. Some debris came down from where Chris was as Dearest noticed.

Daddy Dearest: …Kill that guy.

Chris fled for his life as the assassin began their pursuit, with Pico jumping down and blasting at the assassin to hold them off.

Pico: Kid, get outta here!

Chris ran out of the castle into the streets of Philly, trying to find his way desperately as the assassin pursued him. Eventually, a vision of Toxinfect flashed in his mind, taunting him.

Chris: Get out of my head! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!

He tripped on the pavement and skimmed his knee, rendering him unable to keep running as the assassin approached. Feeling as if his fate was sealed, Chris closed his eyes, bracing himself for his death. Fortunately, it never came, the assassin getting blasted by a beam of energy and decapitated in an instant.

Chris: H-Huh?

He opened his eyes, seeing a bright blowing red light from the alley that died down, as this universe's version of Girlfriend stepped out of the darkness.

Girlfriend: Hey. Are you alright?

Chris: N-Not really...

Girlfriend: Is that Boyfriend's cap?

Chris: Yeah, it is...

She took it, reading the note left inside.

"To Girlfriend,

I never thought I'd be preparing to write this note in my own cap, so apologies if it's a bit crumpled. If you're seeing this and someone else is wearing my cap, I gave them it as a sign that I want them to be my successor, for your sake. And if this is the case, you'll have felt me getting killed for good.

For my sake, please treat them with the same love and care you've always shown to me since we dropped outta college. I'll be watching over you two from the heavens to ensure all goes well. I love you as ever, babe. Please, stay safe for me.

-- Boyfriend xx"

Girlfriend looked at the note longingly.

Chris: I-I was there when it happened. I'm... so sorry I couldn't help him.

She put the cap back on his head, smiling softly to him.

Girlfriend: Hey, it's alright. He didn't want you in direct danger back there.

She hugged him close to her as he quietly sobbed in her embrace.

Chris: I know how it feels... I lost the love of my life back in the place I came from...

She could tell he experienced his fair share of trauma, even before showing up in Philly, and was ready to support him through it as he adjusted to a new life in the city.

Girlfriend: I mean, we've got that in common. You wanna drop by my home for shelter? You look like you need it.

Chris: Y-Yeah. Thanks, "Girlfriend".

She took his hand and guided him back to her home where Mommy Mearest was, sitting by the fireplace.

Mommy Mearest: Hey, sweetie. Did you find Boyfriend?

Girlfriend: He got killed by "Dad", but I found Chris here having been given his prestige.

Chris: What... happened between you?

Mommy Mearest: My ex-husband... He was starting to take things too far with hurting people, and neither me nor my daughter were approving of his actions. Eventually, we had enough, leaving him behind and buying out this house as our new home away from him.

Chris: ... Boyfriend mentioned something about it before I saw him get torn apart... He said that Dearest was desperate to get you back, and I saw he was trying to use this big machine for some kind of interdimensional stuff to do so. BF managed to destroy it and Cassandra in one fell swoop, but he got too badly injured to keep going, so...

Mommy Mearest: Ah... I could tell he was going to go much deeper down his rabbit hole by the time we ditched him. Well, if Girlfriend trusts you, I say you're more than welcome in my family.

Chris: T-Thanks, Miss Mearest.

Girlfriend: Let's go rest up for tonight, Chris... or rather, "Nitefriend", hehe!

Chris/Nitefriend: Huh? Where'd you get the nickname from?

Girlfriend: Heh, the badge BF gave you, silly billy.

Nitefriend: Oh, right, heh!

She guided him up to her room for the two to get a good night's sleep, where she switched on a nightlight for the two before giving Nitefriend a good-night kiss on the cheek.

Girlfriend: Good night, Chris.

Nitefriend: Good night, G.

They both went to sleep, Chris left reminiscing about the string of events that led up to this point. And on the desk, a tiny hat appeared while Chris was asleep, looking a little different to Boyfriend's cap.

[radiocrypt-id]

My fav Maritime Canadian phrases i used on the reg as a retail/food service guy

"It's goin'." in response to "hey hows it going?" or "Hey how are things?" etc.

similarly "Livin' the dream." usually in response to "Hey how ya doin'?" etc.

"Oh for sure bud." said without a single ounce of understanding or shits to give.

"Yeah no, yeah." used instead of just saying yes, for some reason.

"No yeah, no." used instead of just saying no, for some reason.

both previous phrases are used to express understanding or sympathy as well, no I can't explain how, you'd have to hear it being used in context repeatedly to get it.

Also, it doesn't matter how many times you say yeah and no together before the final word, because the final word is the sentiment of either agreement or not. I've had entire conversations with customers that has consisted of me just repeating "no yeah, yeah no yeah, yeah no, no yeah" for twenty minutes until I either agree with their final statement/request and send them on their way or say goodbye without any indication of a final word, leaving it ambiguous as to whether or not we agreed at all on anything.

"If I could bibbidi bobbidi boo it into existence for you I would happily do so, but sadly I'm not a fairy and don't have a wand." said in response to an outrages request/demand/question about a product, typically about something that we didn't sell or were out of. I don't know if this is Canadian or just a thing I started doing and everyone picked up on where I worked but I've heard several variations of it, including the more simple: "If I could wave a wand and have it for you I'd do that but I can't I'm sorry." and the angry blunt: "I'm not a magician, sorry." I like my version best because it always shocks them into laughing and immediately deescalates their anger as they realize how silly they sound demanding the impossible, and let me provide a genuine solution.

"You got it pal." Said in response to being ordered around when you're busy or annoyed, usually with the customer service voice/smile that barely conceals the boiling rage of the service industry under it. I never did as told if I said this, it's a polite go fuck yourself.

"Go on then." usually used to tell people to explain what their issue is with a blank expression. used a lot to deal with complaints or bullshit karens that you know is just being a pain to be a pain. usually combined with crossed arms or a jut of the chin at them.

"Ooh she's pissed eh?" only ever said about the weather or a machine, never actually a person.

"Ain't that a thing." Said in complete admiration for either complete stupidity or something beautiful. Be it your coworker/buddy scaling shelves to reach a 10lb barrel of something, or the sky turning purple at dusk, it was said the same regardless, in complete awe.

"Yeah that's uh... That's a thing." Said in response to the above, also in awe but also usually more tired as they recognize the danger of the situation or that they are in fact still at work for several more hours no matter how pretty the sky/thing is.

"Boy jesus get that fuckin' thing outta here!" often used for those birds that get stuck in big stores, but also just for literally anything that shouldn't be there or is annoying for the speaker. could be a pop-up on their computer for an error or a lawnmower driving through the front, equally pissed. said in one breath very fast.

"She broke." said about literally anything that isn't working immediately as expected or any coworker that's expressing extreme emotion, often laughter or sobbing. everyone/thing is 'she' regardless of gender.

"Now what exactly do you think you're doin' there bud?" Said to anything out of place in bafflement or in annoyance/outrage to someone doing something incredibly stupid when they know better.

"Aw no bud, come on now." said in absolute devastation.

"Work with me here big guy." said in prayer to any piece of machinery before trying to use it appropriately, as designed.

"We're gonna commit a few crimes but be back for dinner, yeah?" Said in prayer/prep to any piece of machinery before using it incorrectly on purpose. Also to coworkers when you're about to do something very unsafe that will piss off your more mature/responsible coworkers but you're hoping you'll get away with it. It's a confident phrase, said before disaster.

"Eh?/Hey?/Hah?" a sound just used to express deep confusion or sudden attention onto a new person you think has called you

I might add more as I think of them

[rayons1only1started]

Awake

I slowly gained consciousness... and heard some voices... the same ones... as before...

"I would literally chop off my hands, for you, and yet you still don't believe me?"

"...Could be lying."

I hear a sigh.

Where's the pain?

I open my eyes. Everything's blurry, but after a bit I can see better. My right eye feels weird. And my hands do too. And I'm breathing in a mask.

"Tawy?". That voice sounds like Davis's, but a lot more tired.

I couldn't turn my head or respond, for I was too weak. But then I heard a voice that I'm pretty sure was Trenton, but a lot different.

"Tawy?" His voice sounded quieter, and a lot more weathered, no doubt because of the voices.

Davis entered my vision, coming toward me. Where's Trenton?

I heard him earlier, right?

He's ok?

"Tawy, I know you probably are too weak to say anything but-", my eyes slid closed. 

Must have hit a black wall.

"...shhh. Keep your voice down. Tawy will wake up soon."

"Sorry. I just don't know her. You told me about her, and I know I did, but I can't picture her as my creation. I don't know... I can't remember much about her."

"..."

I opened my eyes. It was hard to breathe in this mask.

"Sorry Tawy. I forgot about the mask.", Davis said. He came over and took off the mask.

"Are you two", I paused for a breath,"still together?"

Davis's face turned red, yet he still looked as annoyed as fuck.

"Tawy?" this time it was Trenton.

"We're not in love, we never were, and so aren't/weren't together! You know this! And of course this has to be the first thing you said, because you would never miss a chance to get on my nerves, even in this state!"

Davis is officially in my book of emotionally blind book of idiots.

I gave him a sure, buddy look which I pulled off well in my state, but continued. " What's wrong with my eye? And why do my arms hurt like hell?"

"Uh... with your arms... don't try to move them. And your eye... it was cut open." TF?!

"What happened to my arms!" Were they mangled?

"Ash slit your arms." This time it was Trenton who spoke.

"Now I remember."

I'd rather not. I can remember only some parts, and they were all tinted red and overflowing with pain.

"You lost a lot of blood. And we're-" Davis started, but Trenton interrupted.

"You might be able to use your arms again, but for now, if you try and use them they will start bleeding. Davis told me that you had them slit to kill Ash. For me. Why?" Trenton asked this, but what the hell?

"What do you mean?"

Davis made a face. "Trenton won't believe me when I tell him that no one will hurt him. Or understand what I mean."

"Um... in that case, I got wounds like this and killed Ash because you are my creator.

Also because me and Ash go along about as well as... well, let's just say we both hated each other and would gladly fuck up the other's life. I had my spine snapped by it once." I actually don't know. But that won't be a good answer.

"And if I told you I don't remember you as my creation?" Why are you so confused?!!

"... I'll help you remember." Damn, and this is after- how are you- how did Ash- Davis- damn. I thought so many things in one second.

Trenton stayed silent at that thought.

"Sooo", I said to break the silence, " Can I do anything that's not sit and talk? Can I sit up or walk?" I sure hope I can.

"Well, you can, but that would mean moving your hands, and you would pass out from blood loss." Davis replied. That bitch couldn't even give me a straight up answer.

I sighed, and asked "How long was I out?".

"Well, not counting yesterday, that would be... three and a half weeks." Davis said with an afterthought.

"HOW?!" I WAS OUT THAT LONG? A MONTH? Oh, right. I lost a lost a lot of blood.

"ASH YOU SICK BASTARD, HOW THE HELL DID YOU MAKE ME PASS OUT FOR A MONTH?! I HATE YOU SO DAMN MUCH I WOULD LITERALLY TAKE YOU FROM HELL TO TORTURE YOU SOME MORE, BUT THEN HELL WOULDN'T WANT YOU, AND YOU ARE SO FUCKING LUCKY THAT YOU DIED FAST, FOR IF I WAS NOT PASSED OUT I WOULD HAVE CHOPPED OFF YOUR OTHER FUCKING ARM, AND THEN CHOP OFF YOUR PHANTOM ARMS, AND THEN-"

"Tawy, you might think that was easy, but you nearly died, and Trenton went insane, and he's still not fully ok, and-"

"YOU LEAVE YOUR BOYFRIEND OUT OF THIS! IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT ASH EVEN EXISTS! AND DON'T TELL ME YOU REGRET CREATING ASH! I KNOW YOU FUCKING DO! BUT IT'S YOUR FAULT, AND SAY YOU FUCKING SORRY WON'T CHANGE SHIT! I'VE-"

"We're not lovers! And it is my fault, that Ash exists, but I never meant for it to turn into a psychopath! I'm sorry! But you can't just vent out all your anger on me! You think it's easy to watch you, half-dead, for a month, and to try and convince Trenton that he won't be hurt, no, no it's not, I've nearly gone insane doing so! So maybe instead of just screaming at me, you'd say thank you!" Davis shouted, and turned and stormed off.

"... Why'd you call me his boyfriend?" asked Trenton. THAT'S ALL YOU'RE GONNA SAY?!

"Tawny?" said a voice that I think I've never heard before, and Trenton suddenly looked uncomfortable and slightly scared.

A tall, green, creature with long arms and gray eyes came into the infirmity. Trenton tried not to look scared but clearly was, yet the creature didn't notice.

"I guessed from the shouts that you were awake." it said.

"Uh, yeah, I'm awake, but who the fuck are you?" I asked, wondering who the hell was this.

"Green? Don't you remember me? We had a bet?" it said. Ohhh, now I remember. The bet. Heh.

"Now I remember you."

I turned to Trenton, who hasn't said a thing or moved the whole time Green was here. "Green's not going to hurt you.".

He didn't believe me. No surprise.

Green looked sadder instantly. "Red, I know you are afraid of me, but I won't hurt you. "

Didn't convince Trenton. His face looked white, well, it couldn't, but it looked a lot paler. (In case you haven't figured out by now, Trenton's Red)

"I'll leave, but please try to believe me." Green said, but it looked like he didn't expect Trenton to believe him.

Green left and Trenton exhaled. "I'll go talk to Davis. He is probably not mad anymore.". Then he left too.

Guess he feels guilty. I do too. But I can't walk, so Trenton's going to have to apologize first. If they come back together I'll get more excuses to ship them.

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I should probably filter Tawy.

[trueshredguitar]

Wild Guess

the distortion... it's so Ivory Tower

they mention "the pit." "some of us tried to get out of the pit" is a lyric from another song, which one? repetition means it's important. we know what the pit is now but hey

i like how this one seems to be from the salesman's point of view?

The End of the Contender

IT'S ALL ABOUT THE BENJAMINSSSSS

i love how this one with its sleeker synths fits in comparison to Wild Guess

Coid Reactor

oh duh this one has the pit lyric. some of us stayed IN the pit.

i heard this one live before it was released and it STILL SLAPS AS HARD THE SAME EVERY TIME BAYBEEEEEEE

Buddy, Come Over

i fucking love the synths in this one

i love how the guitar sounds like it's being played with in a cave

and then we'll get in ;) i'm obsessed with how it sounds seductive

i love it when jon just throws his voice all over the place

sick Two For Nero reference bro (synth that sounds like harpsichord)

lots of dead things in weird places (fox dead in the alley, someone's dead on the toilet in this one)

R U Happy?

sick "Providence" by Foals reference bro

CREDDAHORNIS <3 <3 <3

what do u mean the mountain is a lie? :( bro don't say things like that... we're all gonna go the peak bro :(

The Mad Stone

ARE YOU COMIN OUTSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDE

have you been saving up - this one also seems like it's from the salesman's perspective

the idiots on Genius did not understand the concept of wordplay using the plane/plain homophone and were like "the usage of the word plain in the given lyrics is obviously a mistake" my friend they're referencing a mortal plane and winds blowing over a plain are you dumb

i love this one a lot

TV Dog

i like the usage of strings in this one a lot

jon wailing "i'm doing my best" makes me imagine him as the big eyed hamster meme

this one feels like an interlude

i like how some of these songs seem to end on what sounds like atmospheric noise (end of the contender, this one)

Canary

do they often use grand piano as instrumentation?

more pits... more themes of belief and disbelief

KEY CHANGE FUCKING HITS

SYNTH BASSLINE IS GOOOD

OH THIS ONE IS GROOVY AS FUCK HELLOOOOO

on my bones they feast, but that's fine. unbothered king

i really like it when they pull out objects and themes they introduced in earlier albums and so the fact that the letter from QF and this song mention birds/birdsong... In Birdsong, you know. i like it

Don't Ask Me To Beg

lots of people being eaten in this album??

i'm sorry this album feels gay to me i can't explain why

i knew this one would be a fucking banger from the title and so did everyone else and we were all right

Enter the Mirror

bro i knew the mountain was real bro we're here <3

i knew this album was gay

thje second i typed that he sang TWO MEN and i literally bust out laughing

i really like this one already

they were serious about this album being synth heavy and i loooove itttt

Your Money, My Summer

i don't like the chorus on this one :(

it's not immediately obvious to me how this one fits into the greater concept of the album but i have an inkling it's maybe the salesman? ("I spent your money")

Dagger's Edge

oooh very funky riff right off the bat

"you'll never be a famous dude" 😫

another one ripped right off of Get To Heaven tbh

me building this rich mythos in my head about this salesman character

MORE DISCUSSION OF EATING PEOPLE

THE CUSTOMER IS ALWAYS RIGHT ☺☺☺☺☺🤸‍♂️

City Song

i predicted this one would be the slow sad one

american cheese :)

it ties back into R U Happy?... love it

i think i was spot on about it being The Slow Song

a minute of jon howling into an echoing cave

The Witness

the way this starts out sounding like a 16-bit video game ost

THE GIGGLING??

ee has this nasty habit of ending their albums on an incredibly forgettable song (with the exception of Raw Data Feel and Re-Animator) and sorry kings i didn't like this one so much

NOW TO LISTEN TO IT WITH GENIUS LYRICS PULLED UP LOL

MOUNTAINHEAD TIME