#makes me want to block everyone and dissapear

[socks-bog-wench]

I genuinely feel like I'm not important to anyone.

[torglives]

this is in no way an official (tm) analysis post, but a ramble of my thoughts… i saw someone awhile ago say that the corruption can be a metaphor for some sort of dissociative disorder as a trauma response and i really. am just trapped in that house right now.

like pangi is the most recent and most peculiar case because he didn’t go through any full reset. and yet he experienced all of the symptoms. he did not “start over,” or go onto a second life, or become a new person, but his symptoms happened to him as he was, with all of his personal lived experiences. does what i’m trying to say make sense? and his memory loss wasn’t gradual, either. that’s something really interesting that we don’t really talk about. he more or less knew when he was going to lose his memories, but it was completely sudden. after the death of pedro, if we want to get really specific with it. it was a sudden blockage in his brain, and the memories were almost……. compartmentalized.???

they were not eaten completely, because he gained them back the other day, but just kind of… blocked from his consciousness.

the personality changes. the heightened aggression, the extreme paranoia, “regressing” to who he was “before.” does anyone understand me. acting out, unsure sense of self — in a personal case: not wanting to seem weak or vulnerable. the lingering effects of this on post-corruption pangi, who’s every version of himself he’s ever been. who’s been hit with all of these memories at once.

he had nightmares about the corruption. when he was balancing his options, cure or no cure, he was having actual, violent nightmares. he told aimsey he was scared, and it’s clear that he wasn’t only scared of the corruption but also the cure!!!!!!

one of his main hold-ups about being cured was regaining his previous memories too. can we talk about that also. the corruption was protecting him from his painful, heavy, memories. and he was scared of getting those bad ones back, even if they came with the good ones. he wasn’t sure if he wanted those memories, but knew that the people he cared about wanted him to have them. which is fair to them, because pre-corruption pangi did think that the bad and good memories were in equal parts important.

to go on a tangent: im sure everyone here already knows all of this. but i saw a lot of people be really strange about his behaviour after he was cured and it confused me, because he obviously can’t immediately go back to who he was before. not theories, but just like… frustration that he wasn’t what they wanted him to be. tr/ls pangi didn’t up and dissapear, it’s him who regained all of those memories at once. i’ve seen a couple of people say that he was a dick to lukey for heading off and speaking with pili soon after, but genuinely like. is pili not the only person who gave him a genuine option. despite having his own motives, he did not let them entirely dictate his conversations with pangi. he didn’t approach him with a “it’s what you would’ve wanted,” and i don’t think it’s crazy at all for him to really appreciate that kindness. pangi gets hit with all of these memories at once, and everyone is like "yay, you’re back to normal now!", but "normal" is months of traumatic memories that you were scared to get back. is it not okay to have a complicated relationship with that? or what?

[rakkuntoast]

ok i got nothing else to do so here's a transcript of the whole trauma talk

philza stream july 22nd 3:26:06

Tallulah: if i think u were paranoid, he is even more. y'all need a break

Phil: i mean it's cuz we've like experienced some kind of loss with the eggs, right? so, we've had the nightmare, alright. Chayanne lost a life to neglect cuz of misscommunication. Tallulah, you lost a life to the code monster...

Phil: Like we've felt what it's like to have you guys dissappear from our grasp, right? you've like- you've dissapeared from this world briefly, and we know what it's like. Like i-i've personally know what it's like, for you guys to fucking dissapear entirely like, the nightmare happened and i thought that was it, i was like "fuck well, it's done" and i felt so empty, right?

Phil: I-I genuenly felt like i lost a hardcore world, like- the 5 year world that i lost? that's what it felt like, i was like fucking miserable. And then bad uh- lost dapper like- like in a weird glitch type thing, and that got reverted. But when it happened, you can hear it in his voice like, he was distraught like- theres like a bond that we share even if is playing block game, you know?

Phil: we're just hanging out like, i wanna protect you guys with everything i can. everything i have i wanna protect you with, you know? but... i understand that i can't protect you for everything, so i just try to protect you from that i can, so... (and ooc out-of-character, i think everyone watching is incredibly invested also -laughs-, we're in the same boat)

Tallulah: It's understandable, thanks for sharing how u feel with us i'll be more careful

Phil: that's okay, you- you- you're very careful already tallulah, it's chayanne that fucking dives head first into danger all the time. He's- he's a bit more reserved now, you can do that chayanne when like theres more people, its fine, cuz then we can look after you, we can back you up. But when its just me and you, or me, you and tallulah.... we gotta- we gotta stick together, alright? we've seen all kinds of strange things happen

Chayanne: i mean, gosh i'm bad with words!!!

Phil: yeah, its alright. im just gonna throw some blocks out of my inventory

Tallulah: i gotchu brother

Phil: awww -laughs- gotta back eachother up, back eachother up guys

Tallulah: you show more with ur actions chay, that's more than enough

Chayanne: i dont want to die, i wont die soon, i take everything you showed us seriously

Phil: (overlaps) guessing "super seriously", yeah yeah yeah yeah.

Phil: You know what i think makes it more stressful? Is that us players can't see your health, right? So like, we don't iknow how close you are to danger, we can't- you can't talk to us mid fight, alright? like, you talk to us throught signs and books and stuff but like, we have to go through body language alone to figure out how in danger you are... You can't tell us, you dont have like a button to press, you don't have- there's like nothing to indicate that you're extremely low on health or in peril, alright?

Phil: So it makes it more stressful for the players and the people watching cuz we dont know, so i have to just be super fucking careful... And just treat it like you're on like barely any heart all the time, just in case

Chayanne: Thank you so much for that, when the giant squid grabbed me i was shaking-

Phil: -laughs- Oh god

Tallulah: Thank you for being such a good mentor (and father figure) i can't promise i might not die, but i will fight if i have to-

Phil: Oh i absolutely believe you'll do your absolute best to survive tallulah

Chayanne: When the giant squid grabbed me i was shaking bc i thought that was the end of it

Phil: Yeah- that was terrifying yeah, it's so- it's so like stressful

Tallulah: -to still be here with you all. i promised my papa and i make that promise to you

Phil: Aww, thank you Tallulah, thank you.

Phil: I feel like there's enough counter-measures in place that- realistically um it shouldnt be- nothing bad would happen like- you souldn't lose a life but.. You know me, and I- you know how im- I just I know that multiple bad things can stack on top of eachother and cause a really bad thing to happen, so like we have to be just careful of that, you know? You can be prepared for anything but there's always gonna be ways that you'll be unprepared for something, alright Phil: so- as long as we just prepare as much as we can and just be extra safe and not put ourselves in unnecessary danger then.. These situations that could happen can't happen. The only thing we can't prevent against really, or we can prevent it a little bit- but we can't really prevent it is when the code monster decides to take the life from an egg cuz.. You've seen it first hand, it does not give up

Chayanne: So yeah, it's not a good feeling ;_;

Phil: Yeah... I'm glad you guys are in the same page

Tallulah: In conclusion: we need to go to tio Roier's therapy sessions

Phil: -laughs- Is Quackity paying for it, yeah? Quackity got that on lock, it's like and insurance- it's like a company insurance, like a benefit you have for working with the server. its like "okay so uhh, who needs to book a therapy session today" everyone raises their hand at the same time, good god. Yeah, we'll go to family therapy together, we'll work it out, we'll work it out

edit: minor spelling mistake </3

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[robinvomit]

For starters, BAD BOYFRIEND TIM IS BACK WOHOOO *sarcastic cause at this point all we can do is celebrate dc's latest bullshit* (bernard honey, i always knew he wasn't good for you, come to me instead, i'll treat you well and we'll spend our days sharing conspiracy theories together, v2 tim never deserved you)

And coming from that anon, i'm actually so grateful to have found this blog because i struggle to like stephanie too, at all, and i felt uncomfortable admitting it because everyone in the fandom loves her and she's this "quirky" batfamily member that just wants to be accepted and would be the best friend ever. but there was something about her i just couldn't pin point what that i didn't like about her. and i love that i'm not the only one and there are, in fact, canon reasons to not like her. makes me feel better when i write her a bit of a bitch in my fics lmao. she gives me vibes of a pick me girl, sorry. i can't decide if i want to be her friend or slap her sometimes

v1 tim should just kidnap bernard and bring him into the timkonbart polycule instead, where he'll be better treated (meanwhile, astra is getting rid of v2 tim's body because that anomaly needs to dissapear permanently)

i was going to send you some thoughts but i know we're currently processing the crisis, so, all my love and support to you, soulmate 💖

-Selene 🌚

it's the way i just want to kidnap Bernard myself, at this point, because I'm so..? dc is literally injecting more fanon into v2 tim because hes not — any of this shit they're cheering for and it's making my fucking bones ache.

i said my piece on steph 😞 because they wrote her that way and that's that.

i agree 💔 I'm going to have to sit and write some v1timber JUST to deal with this bs. and yes— Astra is laughing while doing so.

you can send them, it's okay — im sitting here feeling like i need to write a MASSIVE v1 tim post for everyone because if i see "bad boyfriend" ( not yall ) again, im going to end up banned and blocked on socials.

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[darkpoisonouslove]

1, 3, 4, 7, 8, 9, 10, 12, 14, 16, 22, 23 for the choose the violence asks 🔪

1. the character everyone gets wrong

Faragonda. People either think that she's secretly a villain or that she's a meek, old grandma. The villain part is really annoying because people act like Faragonda sending the Winx on life-threatening missions is a writing choice made in regards to showing her character when it's a writing choice made for the sake of plot. The writers don't care how Faragonda comes off if they can get their little plot with getting the Winx to save the day work. It's true about everything. How come she spies on the Winx but never does it when they actually need help and she could save them but at the cost of interfering with the plot? Her seemingly keeping the Agador box (4x01) is just the writers being lazy with coming up with a new design for something that will be on screen for 10 seconds. Honestly, name one of her "shady" actions that cannot be explained as a plot convenience. The other side of the spectrum is honestly just... Are you blind? She clearly has a lot more backbone than people realize, yet when that's noticed, it somehow makes her a villain. I am tired.

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

Somebody implying that Daphne is at fault for getting killed by the Ancestral Witches because she chose to sacrifice herself for Bloom and she could have just let her baby sister get murdered if she'd wanted to save herself. What even???????? *flips table*

4. what was the last straw that made you finally block that annoying person?

I block over too many wrong opinions or just a few opinions that are Very Wrong TM. So it's usually that. I don't try to remember what exactly made me mad.

7. what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?

Roxy, kind of. I don't hate her but every time I see someone whining about her not being part of the later seasons and bemoaning the fact that she was supposed to be the seventh Winx but then dissapeared, I start to hate her... until I distance myself from that part of fandom. I think Roxy has much potential in her quality of being a foil to Bloom, someone with a very similar backstory but completely different feelings on magic and being a fairy. However, the writers are so hellbent on making her Bloom 2.0 that they completely ignore the differences between the two that they themselves wrote in and the fandom just makes all of that worse when they try to shove Roxy everywhere and force her into the same mold that the Winx fit into. Roxy should have gotten to decide for herself and instead of going to Alfea should have stayed at home with her long-lost mother. Morgana was literally the queen of the Earth fairies. I bet she could have taught Roxy everything she'd learn at Alfea and more, considering that Earth seems to have a different branch of magic altogether that probably differs from the curriculum at Alfea. Plus, that way she could have spent some time with the mother that is a stranger to her and she could have found her own path instead of being forced into something she clearly didn't want just to be like the Winx and, more importantly, Bloom.

8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

The idea that SotLK is a better movie than Magical Adventure. The way that Bloom makes headway in her search for her parents is so fucking random. We never learn how the Winx found Hagen, the English dub cut the part where Daphne explains why she now thinks that the Roc might have survived when, for 20 years, she believed it to have been destroyed, and the Book of Fate is the literal fucking worst plot device ever. It straight up tells them that Marion and Oritel are in Obsidian. Don't even get me started on the whole mess that happens once they get there or the search for the key to Obsidian. And the theme - if it can even be called that - is a joke.

Magical Adventure suffers from the fact that the scenes have to be in a certain sequence to make sense and keep the suspense but that sequence makes the story feel like two movies mashed into one. However, the two segments are not bad at all. Sure, there are things that don't work (ugh, that montage with the suitors - what were they thinking?!?!?!). But the movie tries to focus on Bloom's relationship with her birth parents, which the first movie completely skipped over. Bloom and Sky are actually somewhat likable. We see the Winx without magic which hasn't happened since when? Season 1? The Ancestral Witches are actually scary when they possess the Trix and the fights are interesting and creative. Plus, there is a coherent theme about how parents' actions affect their children (there was another nuance here that I can't remember now because it's been a while since I watched it).

Anyway, Magical Adventure supremacy.

9. worst part of canon

I already talked about all the bullshit in SotLK and besides I really hate what they did with Zenith. The source of most technological advancements and, of course, they made the whole society be logic-based and emotionless. I. Cannot. Stand. It! They should have made Zenith's technology come from a place of empathy, of wanting to improve life so much for everyone that they become too focused on their work and don't notice how they isolate themselves from everyone else, including each other. It would have been so much more interesting and they could have kept Tecna as a logic-driven person, who's not good with feelings because that's just who she is. She'd fit even better with Winx if she comes from a planet so dedicated to helping everyone else that they neglect themselves and their emotions.

10. worst part of fanon

Blorboifying Valtor. I'm sorry but if you think you want a real-life Valtor, you need to go outside and touch grass. Not to mention that Valtor stans in general seem to have a very distorted view of him. This man has the temper and anger management of a fucking toddler. The only reason why he manages to remain collected and calm a lot of the time is because pretty much no one can stand up to him and pose a threat to his plans and his ego. At the same time somehow people completely miss the fact that he's vain and self-centered and clinging so desperately to his charisma and skills because he knows that deep down he is nothing more than a monster that was created to be a tool for the Ancestral Witches and he hates that. He's practically in constant denial mode about how truly sad his existence is.

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

Krystal! She's already at a disadvantage because she's introduced in season 5 AND is instantly shoved in the bullshit drama between Helia and Flora. I have seen people hate on her and call her a shady bitch when all she's done is be overexcited about seeing Helia and managing to defeat the Winx at volleyball and then realizing that maybe the situation came off wrong to Flora and trying to talk to her and tell her that Helia only loves her and he and Krystal are just friends. She's just an excitable teen and she's not at fault for Helia acting weird as fuck and introducing Flora to her as his "friend" as if they haven't been dating for 3 years. Smh. #JusticeForKrystal2kforever

14. that one thing you see in fics all the time

Giving alien features to the girls. Like, I get it but it's always surface level because in the end it's so much easier to work with humanoid characters that you don't have to invent a whole new biology for. It seems completely pointless and usually doesn't come into play a lot. It feels like it's added more for diversity points rather than because it's fun or interesting.

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

Making Flora a drug dealer. The "Flora does recreational drugs" take honestly feels like people are desperately trying to make her interesting because they don't like her as she's portrayed on the show. And the idea of "Flora is okay with parts of nature that are dangerous and volatile" somehow always seems to lead to "give Flora a gun" when the two have nothing to do with each other. Flora wanting to protect all nature as it is is one of her defining traits. It feels like people are trying to erase her gentleness because they think that a mild-mannered character is worthless. Honestly, the show doesn't help. They make her empathy come down to "don't hurt it" even when the "it" in question is trying to kill her friends. They could have improved on that by letting Flora specialize in restraining spells that don't hurt the creature they're used on so that she can protect her friends and stick to her beliefs.

22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

The Company of Light. Even the writers ignore it because a) they did not think it through when they added that backstory and created several plot holes, b) they never did anything with it (for the last time - where's the fucking spin-off?!?!?!?!) and c) they constantly make all of the Company members appear incompetent and weaker than they are for the sake of the plot and letting the Winx in the spotlight. Give these people screen time! They are interesting and important! *cries*

23. ship you've unwillingly come around to

I guess Blicy. I just didn't understand why Icy would want to date Bloom but I read a really good fic and I can see it now.

[kendrixtermina]

(litany against consumption ~ a futile endeavour)

inspired by the section headings in an an essay about the many ways that various isopods avoid predation.

Tiny, dark-crawling things.

Clinging to the undersides of rocks to avoid the merciless light.

“I shall not be there”

If we’re being called for dinner, I shall be busy.

If your heavy steps go down the hallways,

I shall make sure to stick to my room.

If you’re intent on dragging us all to something no one ever asked for,

I shall contrive of a reason to politely decline

(or not so politely, you fucker.)

If I’m pressed inside the room with you,

I shall contrive to abscond of other things.

I shall be sitting at the computer, absorbed to another place.

I shall be bent down with some magazine, abstracted to outer space.

I shall bring headphones.

I shall be wondering after

whatever story lies embedded in the lines and whirlwinds in the woodboards

of the table

You insisted on always sitting at the end,

to insist you were the ‘head of the household’

Recently I head it turns out you barely remember.

Turns out one tends to remember if they’re being told they’re of inferior worth

seeing only the ovaries I probably won’t ever actually use,

and not the darn rest of the person.

Wish the darn gonads could dissapear from view, too.

I’ve grown quite practiced at it over the years,

at not being there.

It’s hard now to be anywhere even if I want to.

“I shall not be seen”

I was the most lacking at this one.

My brother and sisters executed this one far more skillfully

Anything you saw was snatched up

garish distorted cloths to stick together

the ragdoll likeness of your imaginary children

one off-hand mention distorted into one’s entire personality

figures when you build a model on too little data

You never cared to look.

Anything you saw was snatched up,

deemed an exploitable resource for you to squeeze like a lemon

‘talent coins’ that were owed back to god.

For it was up to you to decide what you had seen

and anything you were given would be turned right back and twisted

taken for a knife, shot and fired right back at oneself

you were never one to let a good weakness go to wasteful

The more one lets you see, the more power that you have

the more barbs you have for rending flesh

the more art of humiliation

the more trust is utter suicide

When I left, I forbade them all plainly to tell you anything about my life

just thinking of your barbs, of your cruel little comments

threatens to unlace the scars

If he who looks decides what it is he saw,

I shall be the only one to behold myself.

Good thing nobody knows my name is rumpelstiltzkin.

“I shall not be bitten”

For whoever cares, loses,

wasn’t that just the rule of your sick game?

I hate thinking that you ‘got’ me

I hate that I can’t exist as a close system,

having all this heat to radiate out, all this fuel to take in,

with every breath since the beginning

I hate being part of a biosphere that contains you

being part of a physical system that you can affect

I hate being an instrument that you could play

I hate the perversity of your punishment,

to rip a new one to that loathsome folly,

that pure curiosity of a newness

I hate that I learned to build my cities away from the roads

and never grow too much produce,

lest the colonial raiders come and take it

If I’m civilized, you will plunder me,

and if I’m not, there’s how you justify your domination.

I hate that I can’t be stone in the face of you,

I hate how you used to call my tears a clownshow

I hate that I ever gave you the satisfaction of winning over me,

I hate being had.

I hate knowing that tried to herd me with pain ‘cause you knew you’re not worth loving

because even knowing this it still fucking hurt.

“I shall not be alone”

Hah. What a joke.

Everyone is always alone in the end,

sticking only to the flock in a gamble,

that it will be someone else to get eaten first.

Such is my hope as the tonic immobile spiral;

Such is my job as the scapegoat and the pounding block.

Lovingly as they might swarm about me,

I know very well that I’ve always been alone when it comes to you.

Would that I actually were alone,

rather than alone with you

“I shall not be edible”

This one I perfected:

My body is not a place of honor.

Nothing valuable lies buried in my heart.

Evolutional arms race of

ice and thorns and poison

all the dearth of a salt flat

flamingo roosting over toxic water,

where the alkaline dissolves all other flesh

in the absence of fish, it wades,

content with sifting the sludges

sustaining it only because nothing else would touch it

wakening from the long sleep of a frozen night

the chill such an usual guest in its bones that it was almost a part of its skelleton

maybe when I fly away for the summer,

the boiling geyser will wash its blades away for a second

Still might its tongue wind up as a delicacy on a roman villa

disgusting as I am,

who else but you would eat me?

The error in my calculations was this:

Who else than you would be enough of a dumbass fucking koala

to eat of the noxious flammable trees

that everyone else so rightfully leraves to themselves?

The noxious weed, as you named me,

doth want you gone,

with its menthol, its capsaicine, its caffeine

how very very human of you

to just take it as encouragement

to just graze me barren all the more

[tapathic]

ugh.....ughhhhhhhhhhh......everyone is so annoying for no reason...ctually I feel like only 2 ppl are annoying, but it makes me feel like veryone else is annoying too, but they actually arent??? like wtfff can I just block them?? no lol I cant, ughhbbrrrr life was easier when I was a child with only 2 friends, I miss that, so m u c h h h h hhhhh it was fun and all the bad things that happend didnt bother me at all...they still actually dont, I kinda dont care, but having to talk with ppl is draining....can I jsut notttthhhhhhhhh I want to be forgotten so badly i ughhhh killing myself would be easier, so much fucking easier, I just want to be forgotten and dissapear from existence, it's too tiring...and the worst thing is that I opened up to someone, and I felt understond, I like it but I hate it atsm time, like my trust issues arent letting me trust that person completly, but like ughjnmsdmnas its so i dnt what to say i want to

[lavenderjacobs]

true feelings #2

summary: part two of true feelings. you hate Alex more than ever, just for the wrong reasons. wc: 0,8K tw: smoking, swearing a/n: lol i’m really sorry this took so long, i wasn’t really feeling motivated to finish this, but i still really like the story so i’m going to try my best as continuing the series. (also this isn’t proofread oops)

(headcanons, part 1)

torture. just down right torture.

 is how you would describe having to sit in the same classroom as Alex, just pretending everything is normal. you hate it. not only are you feeling confused about your own feelings, but after what you said to Alex, you’re now feeling confused and guilty. your friends defenitly notice something is up with you, but there is no way you’re gonna tell them what’s bothering you. every single person in your friendgroup loathes Alex.

 your math teacher throwing a stack of paper on your desk tears you away from your thoughts.

 “y/n, can you hand these out for me?”

 you knod and get up. as soon as you reach the back of the class you wish you could just turn around and get back to your seat. Alex and his usual crew of annoying friends are all hoarded up, with Alex, to nobody’s surprise, sitting in the centre of the circle, all attention on him. the group of guys blocking the path between the desks with their chairs. as if you didn’t dread walking past them enough, now you’re gonna have to ask them to move.

 “sorry, can you please move?” you say with the usual unbothered tone you adress these types of guys with. Alex is leaning back in his chair, telling some undoubtedly stupid story, that all the boys around him seem to find incredibly funny. since nobody answers or even agnolegdes your presence, you clear your throat.

 “sorry to bother you guys, but i really need you to move a bit.”

 all of a sudden it becomes way too silent for your liking. all the guys turn their heads to face you, while they look at you with the most idiotic expressions. great, this is exactly what you needed today. being judged by a bunch of mouthbreathers.

 “what? can’t you just go around us?” one of them says, with a chuckle that makes you want to punch him in the face.

 you shoot him a sarcastic smile.

 “no I cannot. is it really that hard to move?”

 the same guy is about to argue back to you when Alex interrups him.

 without saying anything he gets up and moves his chair. all the guys seem to follow his example. he shoots you an awfully sweet smile that makes your stomach turn. this doesn’t seem like Alex. he is never this nice, even when he’s in a good mood. you look at him with narrow eyes before walking past the guys.

 when you walk past Alex you feel his eyes pierce through your back. you feel like dissapearing while you continue handing out the papers. when you finally get around to the desk that belongs to Alex, he quickly runs towards you. he looks around, trying to see if anybody is watching the two of you. “here.” he blurts out, before running back to his friends again. you sigh as you look at the note he pressed into your hands. 

“can we please talk after school. meet me at the parking lot?” 

 you sigh and put the note in your pocket. you kinda owe it to Alex to go. because at this point, what’s scarier? having to have that conversation with him or hurting his feelings again? 

 as the end of the day rolls around you grow more and more nerveous. having revised what you were gonna say to him a thousand times, you grab the stuff from your locker and head to the parking lot. there he stands. with that smug look on his face everyone knows him for. he’s leaned up against a car, cigarette in one hand, other hand in his pocket. he throws the cigarette away after taking a last drag. 

 “i knew you’d come. guess i’m that irresistable huh?” 

you sigh. “you know i could litarally just turn around and leave right n-” he cuts you off, stepping towards you while laughing. 

“no no no no okay i’m sorry. i’ll be serious.” his demenour changes and he leans down again on the hood of what you presume is his car. you’ve seem him drive around in it before.

“so..?” he says while putting his hands in his pockets. 

“so what? you’re the one who told me to come here.” you say.

“well i was kinda- i was kinda expecting you to know what to say? i don’t know i’m not really good at this type of stuff.” 

“what type of stuff?” 

he shrugs his shoulders and looks away. he opens his mouth, searching for words, but closes it again. he gets off of the hood of the car and reaches into his pockets, getting out a pair of keys.

“wanna go for a drive?” 

[asce-of-hearts]

Hey um can I request angry overhaul x angry chronostasis x female reader... Kai and Hari discover that the reader is a smoker due to a medical check up , so they go to the reader room and find the cigarettes,they punished the reader severely (nudity but no nsfw,long🧁, light violence ) if you don’t want to make this then that’s fine ! Hope that you have a wonderful day/night ..I love your writing 🤎🤎🤎🤎🤎

Of course, sweetheart!

Secret habit 🧁

MASTERLIST

Word count: 2.5 k

Contents: Yan!Poly!Chronohaul discovering gn!darling is a smoker and punishing them.

A/N: while writing this I had a very gross idea of Overhaul rearranging the reader’s lungs and uh... I put it there, sorry, I’ll try to make it as less graphic as possible but its still gonna be pretty fucking graphic, reader’s discretion is advised.

And for my dark content enjoyers, I hope this makes you shit yourself to death and want to read fluffy content for the next year, you’re welcome.

Warnings: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, yandere themes, depictions of violence, smoker reader, punishments, nudity but no nsfw, graphic violence at the end please be aware, there’s no aftercare after the punishment.

AGAIN, THIS FIC CAN BE EXTREMELY TRIGGERING SINCE IT CONTAINS EXPLICIT VIOLENCE AND GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF GORE, BE AWARE, IF THIS KIND OF CONTENT TRIGGERS YOU STAY AWAY FROM IT, FOR YOUR OWN SAFETY.

The medical check up went nicely, until they noticed the slight smell of nicotine. This was odd, they hadn’t noticed that. You started getting nervous, but decided not to say anything.

Maybe it was because you were in a confined space with men who were smokers, right? Most of the Yakuza smokes. But Kai and Kurono wouldn’t buy that, they knew you better than you ever knew yourself, they knew that you had a smoking habit before they kidnapped you. 

“Fine, but I’ll draw some blood just to see if its affecting you” bullshit, he just wanted to confirm if you were still smoking. You only chuckled and gave him your arm for him to draw blood, there’s no way he could tell right?

Oh y/n, you’re so so wrong.

“You’re still smoking?” Kurono arched a brow, they seemed to be angry. But they were just frustrated that you weren’t able to drop that habit, it would destroy you eventually.

“What? No I’m not” Now they were angry, lies were forbidden in this house.

“We’ll see that” Kai said before grabbing your arm firmly and dragging you to your room “c’mon, tell us where the cigarrettes are and we won’t punish you, y/n” Kurono was giving you a chance, he was more mercyful than Kai, if you told the truth he would advocate in your behalf and save you from a severe punishment.

“B-But I’m not doing it anymore!” you yelled, another broken rule, they were getting angrier by the moment, they could tell you were lying. “This is your last chance, y/n” Kai growled, the grip on your arm getting harder.

You still lied.

You were really, really stupid, you know? That was the stupidest desition you could ever have made in your entire life. And you would soon find out.

“Fine, let’s see if you can sustain that” you were sure you had hid them well, in a vent in the bathroom where they would never look into. First there were your drawers socks, underwear, shirts, just clothes. A tidy pile of them was on your bed, you attributed this to Kai’s habit of keeping everything in place. They didn’t find anything, this was getting frustrated, their bloodlust could be smelled. You’re not allowed to tell them any lies.

They went through all of your stuff. And then there was the bathroom, that small confined room, so luxurious only for your confort. They went through the shampoo bottles, body moisturizer, towels and all the other things that were resting on the shelves, the tub or anywhere they could see.

And then they opened the vent.

How in the world could they tell? Maybe it was the fact that you were standing right in front of it, flinching and jumping whenever they got to close to that spot, you hoped the pack of cigarrettes was hidden enough, that the bright yellow and red in the box that warned everyone about the consecuences of smoking wasn’t as bright as you remembered, you hoped for that, you begged and you prayed they just went out of the room and you remained unharmed.

They found that small box with only five remaining poisoned sticks. You heard Kurono sigh heavily  — if you had just told them the truth — and Kai just grabbed the package in his hands.

“E x p l a i n” he ordered, emphasising every letter with a sharp tongue and a death stare.

“I-” you froze on the spot, now knowing what to tell them.

“No explanation, angel?” Kurono purred the last words, making the sentence more menacing than it already was. You tried running away from them, but they were both blocking the door.

“I’m sorry” you whispered, feeling the tears appear on your face, Kai got closer to you.

“You like smoking, y/n?” he asked, his tone soft as silk, you denied it “you fucking liar, haven’t you learned anything?” you trembled as you apologized.

“How long have you been doing this?”

“I don’t do it anymore” You lied again, you were asking for a punishment at this point.

“Kai, c’mon they’re scared, give them a break” Kurono didn’t like watching you cry, he wanted to stop this so Kai didn’t do anything irrational, he wanted to stop him.

“Shut up and bring me a lighter, or a box of matches, whatever you find first” he ordered, Kurono froze for a second before getting out of the room, even if he was his lover Kai was his boss, he had to obey him.

You were alone in the bathroom.

“Strip” Kai ordered 

“What?”

“I said strip” his words were as sharp as blades, you started undressing “It was a really bad idea doing this, y/n” he said examining the box “altough I have to give you credit, its surprising you could hide it for this long, especially from me!” he said with a smile, he found amuzing to terrorize you, you only shivered, tears falling heavy on your face.

Kurono returned with a lighter, Kai didn’t even bother to thank him. He was impatient, not knowing what Kai would do to you. 

“You really like smoking so much, y/n?” he asked, you only nodded, you were on your knees under him as a silent plea for his mercy “then smoke, angel” he said, he forced open your mouth with his thumb, you tried moving your head to the side, being stopped by Kurono.

“Just stay still and obey” he whispered in your ear, his voice was soothing for you, you could sense the fear he felt. You only opened your mouth and Kai placed a cigarrette in your mouth.

“huh, din’t notice they were flavored” he said before giving you the lighter “c’mon, light it. It tastes like mint” he gave you a small slap to your cheek, you only trembled and lit up the cigarrette. As smoke filled the room he ordered you to smoke, and so you did. Wanting this to end as soon as possible. The cigarrette consumed in no time, maybe it was your irregular breathing. 

Before you could think he got the thing out of your mouth and placed another one, you lit it up again, starting to pick up the pace. Ash fell down as you did, he didn’t even give you an ash tray, he just made the cigarrettes dissapear at the contact of his hand.

Then another one, you started to feel a bit dizzy, the nicotine in your lungs poisoning the room, Kurono coughed and you started smoking again. You couldn’t even breathe properly, Kurono restraining you and only relying on your mouth to not drop the cigarrette and burn yourself. 

Yet again he placed another cigarrette on your mouth, it felt dry, your legs and intimacy were covered in ash. He wasn’t giving you a break to breathe, a break to not fill the room with smoke, how many had you consumed in this short span of time? Four, exactly four cigarrettes in less than half an hour, you didn’t even have time to enjoy it, instead you felt the urge to cough and the air around you not being enough to breathe.

It was suffocating, Kai’s golden eyes fixed on your naked figure as he made sure you consumed each cigarrette in a span of no time. Only one was left. Only one cigarrette remained on the box. He tried calculating how much time you spent in absence of smoking it while held captive, they took months to realize this, you maybe smoked once every month, once every two weeks, he couldn’t really figure it out.

Kurono felt relieved, this was better than what he had expected, it was better than everything Kai could have done to you for lying. This was even erotic to watch for him.

Kai gave you a moment to breathe and for the room to air, he didn’t touch you, nor praise you, or anything of the sorts, he only stared at you while you panted for air, Kurono still holding you unable to move, it was hard to think about anything that wasn’t not touching a cigarrette ever again, not lying to them ever again, there was a part of your mind telling you you deserved it, that you asked for this with your actions. After all, every action has an equal opposite reaction, and this was it, this was the reaction you gained by not dropping that habit that would be so easy to drop, if you weren’t as impulsive, if you weren’t as addicted to the substance as you were this could have been avoided easily.

And that’s what haunted you the most, the fact that you could have prevented this in some way, the fact that you could have just live a normal day of your life.

Could you really call a day here normal? Where you that broken to have accepted this as your normality?

His hand forced your mouth open again, putting the last cigarrette on your lips. He lit it himself, you were about to start smoking it, Kurono’s hand on your throat stopped you.

“You should enjoy this one” he said with a smile, his cold touch on your skin making you shiver “its your last cigarrette after all” he said before releasing your throat, allowing you to breathe, the only thing you inhaled was smoke, tempted to cough your face got red. You heard both men chuckle and Kai lightly petting your head.

“I said enjoy it. Not choke on it, dumb mutt” he said, slapping your cheek again, this time with more force, making your ears teary “stop crying, y/n” Kurono instructed, rubbing  gentle circles in your thighs . You hiccuped as you smoked, slowly savoring the minty flavor of the cigarrette, couldn’t really tell if it was minty or not, your tongue was numb for some reason.

It was a slow process, finally you finished the thing, Kai got it out of your mouth, gently. You sighed in relief, quickly replaced by a scream of pure horror and pain as he pressed the lit cigarrette against your nude skin, you screamed in horror, watching your skin turn redish until the cigarrette was completely off. 

You cried heavy and salty tears, Kurono’s mercyfullness quickly dissapeared during this whole process, you had a lesson to learn.

“Just a reminder for everytime you feel like doing something like this again” Kai said and yet again, the cigarrette dissapeared on his hands, 

You thought this was over? Must have not read the warnings at the beggining.

You can end this here, in a mild light violent ending.

Last chance, dear reader.

Seriously, protect your mental health.

Its not like I’m god at writing fantastic violence, but that is going to be graphic.

Not only graphic but gorey.

Just pure shock value and physical violence.

This is the last warning, love.

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I’m breaking my own rules with this, but hey! I’m the only one allowed to do that.

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Kai instructed Kurono to hit you with his quirk, there wasn’t much you can do as he did, you wouldn’t be able to move for an hour now, even if Kai needed much much less time.

“You’re now infected by disgusting filth” Kai hissed, you tried running away, crawling away, asking for mercy, but the quirk being used on you made you not able to do so, not even able to form a coherent sentence.

Your breathing was irregular and tears seemed to be blinding you, you were now in the tub, freezing water making you tremble as you tried to fight, you couldn’t do anything, there was nothing you could do to stop this.

And as Kai removed the only glove that was left from his hands your mind started going blank, by pure instinct, you shut yourself down. Quickly being brough back again by a hand on your throat.

“From your throat to your lungs, all infected” Kai whispered “make sure they don’t move, love” he ordered to Kurono, who obediently did. Using his force to keep your body in place. The freezing water making you feel like there just wasn’t enough air being sqweezed into your lungs.

His hands gently traced over your neck, feeling your jugular move.

Until the skin of your throat wasn’t there, was this even possible? You screamed in pain, the water quickly turning red, there wasn’t as much blood as he expected, maybe from the fact that his quirk made a perfect job, a little sloppy, but that was completely intentional.

Then you couldn’t scream anymore, vocal chords and windpipe gone. You felt death, you felt life getting out of your hands, the light at the end of the tunnel. 

Death, cold swarming emptiness.

Until you were brought back to life again, you ghasped for air, coughing and grabbing your troath, just to make sure your neck, muscles and bone were there.

“Don’t move” Kurono said as he brought you back into the bloody water again, you screamed and cried, wanting to get out of there as soon as possible.

“Such a shame I have to reform such a cute chest” he said, tracing small circular patterns with his finger “such a shame I have to make you pure again” he said, the muscle and skin was removed, two red and bright pair of lungs exhibited themselves right behind your ribs, your heart beating faster and faster by the minute, the water red with blood that would soon turn black from oxydation.

You cried, feeling like you were about to pass out, from the pain and from the shock, you froze on the spot, unable to move. Only a horrific scream filled the room, you were sure other people were hearing this.

Your ribs were soon gone, leaving your organs exposed, both assimilating the wings of a butterfly from how rapidly they were rising and falling, arrhythmically as your brain started begging you to move, to do something, to escape, to die.

“You got such cute lungs, y/n” he said “too bad they are contaminated and filthy, but don’t worry. Kurono and I will take care of that” he smiled and soon, one of them was gone, leaving blood spurting of your torso, you screamed, you couln’t even talk properly from how much pain you were feeling. Then the other, again, death haunted you in such a soothing way, your mind aching to be in their sweet embrace out of any pain and any harm.

But before you could die, life was brought back to you again.

You were safe and sound, not a scar or a wound was left there, no trace of the cruel torture you had been put through.

Maybe next time, you would think twice before doing something like that.

I hope you didn’t enjoy this, sincerely, bee.

have a great day/night and enjoy your lungs and throat while you can.

[gentrychild]

"Where could have he gone? It's plain dark! He can't be very far away!"

She heard her mother said the same phrase for a tenth time already, and each and every single time it was filled with more desesperation and grief.

"I will go to look outside for him again, Akira, I don't think I will be able to sleep tonight".

"Ako, we need to think with our heads not our hearts, this is a very safe area, it is very unlikely he was kidnapped, he could even actually actived his quirk! Let's try to calm down"

"How can even I calm down?!?! If that is indeed true, he could be underground for a digging quirk, in camoflauge, in another block of the city or even flying around and with this weather he could freeze to death! Curse that man for his non-closure agreement! Even if we knew ANYTHING about him, we could think of something but as always, I am alone to figure this by myself!" She said by slapping the door with enough force to make the house tremble.

" 'alone to figure this by yourself' eh? Yeah, of course, everything is yours and only for you Ako, you are the only one whose feelings matter here" she heard her father while going up the stairs, when their faces meeted, his tired expression did not change, but his voice have become a tone softer.

"Kyoko, go to your room to sleep, it is late and you should not listened to this"

She still have her eyes red and swollen for all the crying she have done while looking for Izuku with the Kellers, and so her voice broke easily "D-daddy, I am sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"Oh, it is okay sweetheart, it was not your fault, it was an accident, Izuku was just being a little mischevious, when we find him again, your mommy and I are going to talk with him very seriously about some boundaries, even if he is missing his past family, this is not acceptable behavior".

She felt herself trembled, had she gotten Izuku in trouble without realizing it?

"Are you going to punish him, Daddy? Are you... going to give him back?"

Her father kneeled in his left knee and put his hand over her head "No sweety, I will never give him up, just like I will never do it for you or Haturo, he is one of my children now, and as a father is my duty to correcting you guys when you do wrong, nothing else"

Kyoko listened the words of her father carefully, those words were meant after they broke a vase or were fighting against each other, but were they will be applied if they found out about what she did? What she have done to Izuku? She does not know neither wants to figure out.

When her father left to make some calls, instead of going to her room, she went to the room of her actual real little brother, her real family, she had to convince herself that Izuku was not her family, not her brother, maybe this way the guilt in her stomach will dissapear.

She found Haturo putting all of Izuku's toys, clothes and even his bed sheets in a box.

"What the heck are you doing?"

Haturo turned to look at her with a big smile in his face "Izuku is gone! This means things will go back to normal! Mama and papa will love us again! There were not going to be any nights of crying and screaming because he misses his mom anymore! They will start to ask us again what we want to eat for dinner and play with! Mama will never make me give to that crybaby my dessert so he feels better! Papa will come to hug us first when he gets from the job again, he will never look for his affection first! They will be actually proud with our achievements, instead of waiting for being called mama or papa for a kid whose not even theirs! We won Kyoko! He is gone!"

Kyoko could not believe her ears, his little brother, was really talking of a 4 years old boy, whose barely had been with them less than year that way?

"How can you say that? He is our brother!"

"He is not our brother! He never belonged here! I am glad he is gone! He will finally go back to the family he misses so much! And we finally will get the love that was always ours back!"

"Haturo, you are 7 years old! He is 4! Obviously dad and mom were going to put their attention in him"

"That means they can only ignore us? Like we don't matter? Don't pretend you have not seen mom and dad, she has been talked none stop that she can't just wait to invite her friends to meet 'her new baby', that they will feel so jealous about her having such a precious curlie haired boy, and still having her incredible figure! Everyone will just believe she is perfect! Beautiful, nice and a strong woman who will fight her heart out for a poor orphan kid; and dad... dad has only been with him since he arrived! Watching TV, playing boardgames, buying all the toys the cart can carry, he even said he can't wait for the hour to come home to be with him! They were replacing us! And I am glad that stopped"

Kyoko felt the tears in her eyes, she knew that was nothing but the true, she also wanted Izuku gone, but she was the eldest, being 9 years old, she understood what Hurato don't, Izuku was never to meet any happiness again.

When Hurato broke the green bunny that Izuku had brought with him the day he was adopted, something just snapped in her.

She jumped over her brother, and the both of started to roll around the ground, hitting and pulling each other's hair.

It was only her father the able to pull them apart, to try to calm down, that everything will go back to normal soon and they will be a happy and loving family again.

But little did she know, this was just the first of many fights, that her brother and her will past years without talking to each other, that Haturo's wishes of getting everything lost from their parents were never come to past, it was also the begginning of multiple fights between her parents, of sleepless nights full misery, waiting for something, anything to happen, and even after they have separated, even after she no longer lived with her father and brother, nothing have changed, the years made everything worse, 12 years of misery that were all her fault.

A great way to write the beginning of the end for this family.

[cozyforjate]

MacGyver 5x01

After the long wait MacGyver has returned with a kickass premiere. And because the wait was too long, my review will be long too! So you are warned.

The episode was great. Loved the John Wick references, the storyline was solid, pacing was good, action scenes were brilliant and the fight choreographies are getting better and better each season so this episode also did not that dissapoint on that front. And bcoz i missed all the characters so freaking much, having them back felt so good.

Vincent is probably one of my favorite guest stars ever on this show. Loved the humor he brought to the scenes and i think he had great chemistry with both Russ and Mac. I wasn’t even sorry that he double crossed them coz he did it so smoothly! LOL

In another life Mac and Vincent could have been best buddies!

Girls Team & Boys Team

One of the things i loved about this episode was the “tension” between the characters. I was glad to see that the whole Codex mess wasn’t glossed over.

It was nice to see Mac-Russ and Riley-Desi trying to save the day while dealing with their “trust issues”.

I really loved the paralel storytelling between Boys Team and Girls Team.

Last time it was MacRiley vs RussDesi… And now Matty mixes the teams so that they could regain some of the trust that was lost between them. I love you BOSS LADY!

Now this episode might have been “perfect” if it could have handled the Riley-Desi resolution better. I enjoyed how Mac-Russ made things work in the end. Russ already apologized Mac in 4x13 but in this episode we saw that his trust issues and paranoia were still going on. And Mac was having a hard time working with a guy that tried to “kill” him. DUH!

It was so good to see Mac saying everything that is needed to be said and in the end Russ finally realized the wrong in his behaviour and let Mac know that he has his trust from now on.

Riley&Desi

But IMO things didn’t end in a satisfying way for the Girls Team. The writers trying to “soften” Desi’s behaviour in 4x12 by throwing some of the guilt on Riley, left a bad taste in my mouth.

Desi says she could have joined Riley if she would have let her in on her plan.

And this is 100% NOT TRUE.

Lets remember 4x12 very quickly…

Mac’s gone rogue. Russ tells the team Mac is now an enemy of the state. Desi sides with Russ. Matty and Bozer are neutral. Riley tries to reason with everyone on the team.

“Guys, is this really neccessary?”

“Mac does everything for a reason.”

“Mac doesn’t have an evil bone in his body.”

While Riley tries to make Desi & the team change their minds about Mac, what does Desi do?: 

That’s not my interpretation guys, that’s canon. That is what happened in 4x12.

So we all know that Riley letting Desi in on her plan could only end with Desi stopping her. Desi’s mind was set, she didn’t trust Mac and she wanted nothing but to stop him. Let’s not change history!

Besides, why did Desi need Riley’s plan, couldn’t she come up with her own to save Mac if that’s what she really wanted to do?

So as you see, Riley apologizing to Desi was total BS. Desi was the only one who needed to say sorry and unfortunately the best she could do was to say “she regretted her choices”…  I think once again writers missed the opportunity for some character development for Desi. Desi needs to OWN her mistakes alone without other characters’ HELP.

The triangle

Because i’m an obssesed fan who likes to delve more deeply into the characters, i rewatched this episode and here’s the conclusion i’ve come:

Desi is angry and resentful. But not just angry at Riley but herself too. She says she regrets not being there for Mac and Riley. She knows she should have trusted Mac and messed up!

But i also sensed some jealously there. By the end of 4x13 Desi’s anger towards Mac seemed to dissapear. So why was Desi angry at Riley in 5x01?

Because as Mac’s girlfriend she should have been the one by his side when it really mattered.

Because as Mac’s partner, she should have been the one risking it all to protect him.

But it was Riley who did all that.

That’s why she’s projecting all her anger on Riley. Because she is jealous. And i think Riley noticed that too. Our queen is very perceptive especially when it comes to reading people’s emotions.

Throughout the episode she tried to make things work with Desi. But Desi blocked all her attempts. And when Desi opened up, Riley realized that there is a much deeper wound under all that anger. That’s probably why she apologized. It was Riley’s way of making things work. Riley was the bigger person here. She wanted peace, she needed a solution. So she said sorry

Back to Desi’s “jealousy”… When she asked Riley why she followed Mac, she was totally fishing for another answer.

Desi is not stupid she already knows the obvious answer. Riley followed Mac bcoz she trusted him. But that’s not what she was searching for. She asked the question to read Riley’s expressions and body language. And Riley felt that too… But bcoz our queen is a true queen she delivered the best line of the episode:

“Because i trust Mac. Question is why didn’t you?”

This line is heavy people! Riley counterattacks Desi. She is basically saying “Instead of interrogating me about my feelings how about you question yours?”

This episode might have resolved the Codex tension, but the triangle is still a reality. Both girls have feelings for Mac, so there’ll be more tension/awkwardness between them. Better get ready!

Timejump

10 months and a pandemic since Codex, huh?

We all know that the writers added that line and the information about Phoenix being shut down to fit the new episodes to a pandemic world. But for die-hard fans like us, it’s not working. The characters are acting like Codex happened yesterday, Riley recently moved to a new place which she was looking for in 4x11…

So i’m gonna ignore the 10 month time jump coz i know that the additional episodes weren’t designed that way.

Honourable mention

1 to 10, how hot was the opening scene? *cough 11 cough*

It was literally and figuratively HOT.

I really wanted and expected Mac’s towel to drop at some point. Obviously dissapointed when it didn’t! LMAO 

Untill next week

To end my weekly MacGyver ramblings; i can say that i’m ok with the team resolving the tension. The episodes we are watching now were actually written as a continuation of season 4. Probably back in the day the writers didn’t want to keep the dark-tense episodes going forever so they needed to put an end to that and move to lighter and more fun dynamic.

[zero-rider]

A grim truth

This wasn't supposed to happen

His original idea was to face Salem as much as he could so his friends could leave Atlas before it fell in Mantle, which it was okay with him, since all the civilians were evacuated from both Atlas and Mantle and were being staying in many Atlas ships by the order of the new general of Atlas; Winter Schnee, they were also being protected by what remains of the Ace-ops and Penny with her still newly winter maiden powers. He also planned to fall along with Atlas and Salem if he didn't make it, but if his Aura and semblance could take the fall, then he would be more than fine in his book, it also would be more than fine if she just struggle to get out of the debris of Atlas while they escape,

But in just some minutes, his plan failed. His Aura could only took 5 hits form her magic, 4 if you didn't count an ice stalactite that was tanked by his semblance and reduced his Aura to 1%. Atlas was falling faster than he though and he just got a call from Ruby that everyone of his friends were searching for him, so the idea of them leaving Atlas in one piece was a colossal no right now. There was also the factor that three Seers were keeping him in the ground with his face on the dirt and in front of the queen of the Grimm, he was still panting and searching for an opportunity to escape from the Seers tight hold

"don't fight it, they will tighten their hold on you the more you fight" Salem smiled while holding and inspecting Jaune's sword, the same shining and sharp metal that cut her head four minutes ago "an excellent blade for an incompetent huntsmen, looks like Ozma has been lowering his standards about his soldiers"

"funny you say that, because i remember this incompetent huntsmen cutting your head minutes ago. With that said, i think i'm a pretty good huntsman" smugly replied the blond before he was kicked in the face by the pale woman

"you bragging about that little mistake? oh my, Ozma really has really lower his standards. I'll admit, you lasted longer than the previous Ozma pawn who faced me, i'll give you that" she chuckle, then she walked slowly to the almost broken shield from Jaune, just a short distance away from him

"why, thank you. i would have last longer, but i wasn't prepared to face a magical old hag" the blond said, before he was slapped by one of the seers and caused a little cut on his right cheek

"do you have a death wish or something?" she shook her head in disapproval, holding the faced-downd shield "youngsters these days. anyway, i know from two certain agent of mine, that you are quite close to that silver-eyes spawn, so i believe that i can ask a certain question. how do you activate the Relic of Knowledge"

"you have to say immas ucke-uuughh!" the seers tighten their hold on Jaune and he was lifted to the same level as Salem's face, whose red and black eyes were looking straight at him

"wrong answer, i will say it one more time and slowly so you could understand. How. do. you. activate. the Relic. of Knowledge" Salem took the shield and inspectione it, it surprised her the weight a little, but the Arc family emblem was what took her attention. It was like certain emblem in that tower she used to live, but inverted, before she was what it was now. Sadly for her, her blond prisoner still had enough energy to insult her again and suffer the consequences, and took her away from her memories momentarily

"fine, i think it was ligma-AAAAAAAHHHHH!!" this time he was meet with a little (in her words) thunder from her. She didn't even looked at him when she fire it, she just looked again to his shield and with some hand moves, a diamond was put in his shield, in the middle of the inverted emblem

Something hit her in that moment, it was a still existing pain in her chest that was later replaced with joy for a few moments, then sadness took the joy's place. If what she thought was true, then her daughters (or at least one) could have lived after that explosion of magic that take them from her. Many thoughts came to her mind about what could had happened so one or all her daughters could have survived in that moment, many were about Ozma hiding their daughters from her. Just a few were about none of them knowing that their children were alive, and they left them before checking if they were alive. But that could take her mind another time, right now it was about her descendant and how she was torturing him

She droped the shield, and the Seers released a confused jaune, who touched his jaw to feel any other damage apart from the kick from her and kneeled to recover from the still fresh thunder he received. Salem, on her part, was having an internal struggle. She was just looking at him, the way his eyes and body were showing fear for the first time, the way he was trying to comprehend what was happening and why Salem didn't used a Grimm to turn him in nothing more than just a pile of flesh, and how he was screaming mentally at himself to run. It got worse when she began to cry

"my family... i'm trying to kill my family again... just like thousands of years ago" tears leaked from her eyes, just as her bloody red eyes looked deep at his sapphire blue ones. Nostalgia came, it was like watching at her youngest daughter again, only turned into a boy, but the resemblance was evident

"your... family? what. what are you talking about?" his question was not answered, for something worse than a truth was now to take place

"it can't be... Ozma, he... Ozma!" hell broke loose, she released all kind of spells destroying constructions and even creating more craters in the destroyed streets of Atlas "HOW DARE YOU USE OUR CHILDREN AGAINST ME, OZMA?!!" what she did was like a light spectacle. Fire, thunder, ice, earth, wind and any other elements where shooted to all directions from her hands, mouth and eyes, she didn't even spare one of her Seers, but strangely, not a single hair was touched from him, but that didn't took the possibility of a stray attack coming his way, after all, he didn't had Aura and an attack with that kind of magnitude would kill him immediately

After what it felt like an eternity, she calmed herself enough to give a mental order to her seers to leave them alone or dissapear, which they did the second with out an objection and left after their labour was complete. Jaune for his part, was still scared and on his knees, the sovereign of the grimm used all her power to vent for her anger at Ozpin in front of his face, she decimated an entire block of Atlas in her anger with just one of her spells, the other only did craters deeper than the previous one in erratic shoots of magic. All that show of her power made him understand a little the ex-headmaster of Heaven academy, if her power scared him for almost destroyed Atlas in her irrational anger, then what a rational Salem could do with all that magic made him tremble

and suddenly, his worries and fears were lost after a single question from her part "what's your name, my child? i need, no... i must know the name of my family"

"fa... family?" he was lost of words, scared of the implications and he was hyperbelint

"yes, my child. You are my family" Salem, for the first time in millenia, truly smiled, a bright smile showed and more tears filled her eyes, this times were tears of happiness

"that, that's impossible. Ruby and, Ozpin said-" he was cut from his rambling, as his belief were being proven by Salem, who was now walking with her arms spread, waiting for a hug he didn't wanted, but was too shocked to even try to fight it

"oh please, Ozma always liked to keep his secrets well hidden. Just look at me, if people knew about my existence, do you think we would had this conversation? Would you be alive or would you be dead?. Who knows? Maybe you could have had a good life if it wasn't for Ozma's silence, but not anymore" she broked the hug and stroked his hair, like his mother used to when he was a younger and more tiny, now he recieved from his many-greats grandmother "your name, darling, tell me you name"

"Jaune... Arc" certain memories inside him made sense in that moment, why he was admitted in Beacon even with his fake transcripts in first place, why was he named team leader and why Tyrian was interested in him. Was he there because Ozpin wanted? Did Ozpin made him team leader for a master plan he had in the moment? he didn't knew it, but... a part of him told him that he did

"then, Jaune Arc, accept this gift from me" her ivory hand came to his chestplate and without much effort, she tear it from his body, then she put the same hand in his chest "AWAKE!"

His chest began to hurt and some weird black liquid enraptured his body, he felt good, it was relaxing and for some reason, he forgot why he was afraid, so his mind just sleep, he was safe, he was fine and he would obey. Then, the black liquid over his body become a black under suit, his white and gold gloves changed to a white and red armored gloves that covered all his arm and with sharp nails that resembled claws on his fingers. His foots also got white and red armored protection that covered all his legs and toe caps that looked like feets of a beast, with a white armored belt over his waist with the Salem/Arc emblem in the middle painted black instead of yellow. His chestplate came next, this one was more stylish than his previous one, the area of the pectorals were bulky and had red pattern over them that looked like roots and a yellow gem bellow the pectorals

Just when he was about to receive his helmet, a well known voice for him came to his ears "JAUNE!" it was Ruby, who first looked at her friend with a worried look, then she looked at the Grimm queen with hate "leave him alone!!" the red tipped haired girl sayed before she deployed Crescent Rose and taked a shoot at Salem's head, who recieved with a smile

"a silver-eyed girl descendant of Ozpin trying to save my descendant. Ironic" she said, still with her hand in the armored chest of her descendant, whose look was in the floor

"desc- Jaune's your descendant!?" Ruby lowered her weapon a little, shocked but not fully believing the words of her enemy

"that's right, silver eyes, your beloved... friend, i guess? is my family. Please, show her, my child" Salem patted his armored shoulder and stood from her previous posture, letting Jaune stood

"yes, mother" Ruby gasped at his face, his previous saphire eyes were now blood red eyes with black sclera and black veins coming from his eyes. there was also some white hairs in his previous blond hair and his hair was the same when she meet him for the first time, long and messy, instead of his spiky short hair

Before she could even mutter a word, his face was covered by white helmet with sharp fangs, long wolf like ears, some simulated fur made with the same white metal coming from the sides, it was practically a wolf helmet showing his fangs with yellow eyes.

He would later took his sword from the floor and gave it a new form with the black liquid, it was more longer, had black root like patterns in the blade and the guard of the sword was replaced with what it looked like bat wings

This wasn't Jaune anymore, not the one who was always for her when she feeled down, the one who cried when they meet again in Argus and not the same vomit boy she was falling for. this was... as much it broke her heart, another Grimm, one she didn't and hoped never to face. His sword was lifted in order for a horizontal strike, but his target moved faster than him and avoided his attack to recover the shield of Jaune, with the diamond shape thing out of the arcs of his emblem. She hugged the shield and gived the armored man a last look, before the tears could leak from her eyes and used her semblance to get away

"Ru...by..." his distortioned voice was the last she heard before flee from there at the max of her speed, with Jaune's previous shield in her hands and her heart breaking on her chest

[tory-ben-hi-shelton]

my favourite quotes from exposure

Multiple sets of handcuffs appeared and were applied. Bailiffs began peeling off the dog-pile like layers of an onion. And there, at the bottom of the scrum, was Kit. He was panting like a marathoner, arms still wrapping the Gamemaster's legs in a death grip. He'd clearly been the first to react.

"Oh, man!" Shelton had both hands on his dome. He seemed winded, despite not having moved during the attack. "Things just got real in here."

"Sorry I froze in there, Tor." Shelton frowned as he shirt wiped his glasses. "Not exactly my 'One Shining Moment', huh?" I waved off his apology. I knew Shelton hated how skittish he could be.

I try to hide the eruptions, but the guys can always tell. They do their best to support me even though it makes them uncomfortable. It's very sweet, but teenage boys make lousy grief counsellors.

The previous semester, Ben had been in half our classes, too, despite being a junior. Obviously, he was no longer around. Sometimes it felt like a limb was missing.

"Jason might be there," Courtney chirped. "He likes you."

"Oh." Not a brilliant response. "Yeah, maybe. I might have a thing, though."

Wonderful. Good job, good effort, Tory.

Behind me, I heard Hi fake coughing to cover his snickers

"I should be a secret agent." Hi blew on his fingernails, then buffed them on his lapel. "Or a magician. Maybe both. Someone write that down."

My hands shot for the Ray-Bans, but Ben caught my fingers mid-flight.

"It's not nice to grab," he said calmly.

"I can't handle all this tension," Shelton moaned. "Too much fighting."

Hi nodded, watching Ben dissapear down a side street. "We need to work on our conflict management. Maybe attend a seminar."

"Make your own?" Hi shifted to look at my face. "Victoria Grace, have you been holding out on me?"

"Tell me everything."

"You're not gonna be happy," Hi warned. "Don't kill the messenger."

"Or his good-looking buddy," Shelton added.

"On Saturday Ben and I drove to John's Islands to see Skyfall."

"You did?" Hi said sharply. "Thanks for the invite, jerks."

Shelton raised his palms. "You were at temple. We're suppose to wait around? Plus, you've seen that movie like five times."

"You still could've asked," Hi grumbled. "I don't—"

"Guys!" I clapped my hands once. "The story, please."

"So many gentleman admirers," Hi mused. "Must be tough, being a heartbreaker."

"Zip it. Unless you wanna see a leg-breaker too."

Ella adopted a mock serious tone. "Will you bodyguards consent?"

I giggled. "If Shelton and Hi are my bodyguards, I don't like my chances. And yes."

"See this?" Ben glanced at the mirror and pointed to his chin. "This is my 'couldn't care less' face."

"Boys?" I stood and faced them. "Something to share?"

"It was a secret." Hi aimed a kick at Shelton, who dodged easily. "Ben made us swear not to tell."

I crossed my arms. Waited.

"Tell Kit we're cutting a music video," Hi suggested as we walked. "Something real gangster, so we need to smash-cut our dance routines. Lay down some visuals. We could offer to let him freestyle rap over the second verse."

"Come on, Sambo!" Hi winked. "Live a little. What are we going to do, rob the place?"

The guard crossed his arms. "Wink at me again, Hiram, and I'll throw you to the wolfpack."

"Did I not mention that?" My brain was truly deep fried. "We went together."

"Oh." Hi and Shelton at once. Ben looked away.

"Hey, wait." I leaned closer to the screen. "You guys wouldn't have wanted to go. I took Ella so I wouldn't be paraded around like Whitney's toy poodle." No one spoke. Nonplussed, I decided to change the subject.

I glowered at Ben from the backseat. I'd given Hi shotgun, having sensed this argument was inevitable. I didn't want to be close. The urge to slap might become overpowering.

"Why don't we use our friendly words?" Hi suggested. "Let's take five, and everyone can say something we like about each other. I'll start. Shelton you're super at—"

"Shut up, Hi!" Ben and I shouted, the first thing we'd agreed upon all morning.

"Must be hell to keep the pH balance correct. I know how it is. I owned a goldfish once."

"Once?" Shelton asked.

"It died. Almost immediately."

"Nice work."

"It's a cultural thing," Hi was saying. "I think you're being insensitive."

Hines snorted. "Do you want me to cuff you?"

"Kinda."

"A minute alone, Tory. I'd like a quick chat."

Ben shot forward. "You can stick chat right up—"

Hi waved at me from across the yard, waiting for his mother to arrive. Apparently he'd body-blocked the first cops to chase me through the house. The police were none too pleased. I owe you one, Hi. You bought me enough time.

Entering the Virals chat room, I found all three boys present.

Uh oh.

They'd met there ahead of time, before alerting me. To discuss me.

I glanced up to see Shelton holding latex gloves. Hi had the ziplocks. Ben handed me a cotton swab and stopper. "Anything else?"

Despite the circumstances, I smiled.

Ruth popped her son on the back of the head. "Mind your manners, Hiram."

"Why does everyone do that?" Hi muttered. "And that was child abuse. In front of the police, I might add."

He looked away. The harbour breeze ruffled his silky black hair. My hand found his, almost by its own volition.

I couldn't be mad at Ben anymore. It was like being mad at my left arm. And right then, I needed my arm back.

A smile quirked on my father's lips. "And you, Mr. Blue? Ready for a good ol'-fashioned backyard barbecue? My daughter will be there."

Ben's uneasy smile was his only response.

Ben reached up from where he was lying with his eyes closed. Smacked Hi's dome.

Hi rubbed his head. "I'm getting pretty tired of that move."

"Then quit being a dope." Ben's lids remained shut.

"Hey, sure. No problem. I just need to—"

Hi lunged for Ben, intending a flying body slam. Ben caught Hi in midair and tossed him downhill in one quick motion. Hi tumbled, rolled, and dropped over the berm of the sand.

"That was dumb." Hi informed the blue sky.

Ben started talking about Wando High. I countered with news of Bolton. Before long, we'd exchanged stories, catching up on the last five months of each other's lives. I hadn't realized how much I missed Ben. How badly I wanted him back at Bolton.

He was right, of course. I was keeping several secrets from Ben. Like how comfortable it felt to be alone with him. How much I'd missed his reassuring presence. His quiet strength.

Ben removed his shoes, plunged both feet into the lapping salt waters Then he leaned back against a post, sighing contently. The little-boy maneuver brought a smile to my face.

"You're staying out here?" Shelton asked. "Alone?"

"No big deal. I don't want Kit to see what I'm up to."

"I don't like it," Ben said. Behind him, Hi looked uneasy.

"No one knows this place exists." I pointed to the other room. "And there's an 85 pound predator in there that loves me. I'll be fine."

...

"Text me when you get home." Ben requested. "Please don't forget."

I hid a smile. "Will do. Bye, guys."

I sat forward at the table. "Okay, so ... like, don't freak out."

That got their attention.

"About?" Ben took the seat across from me, next to Hiram.

"There was an incident last night." Oh so calm. "I'm perfectly okay, but on the way hone someone attacked me on the beach."

"What?!" Three stunned voices.

"That's why you didn't text," Ben muttered.

Ben shook his head in wonderment. "Incredible. It's nice having a genius around."

"It's only genius if it works." But I flushed at the compliment.

I squeezed Ben's shoulder. "Who's the genius now?"

He snorted, looked away.

"You let her go alone?" Ben scolded, slowly working his way down to where Hi was beached. "That defeats the whole purpose!"

"I'm aware of that, Benjamin." Hi tried slinging a leg onto the riverbank, but it flopped back into the rolling current. "But she'd figured out you sent her away from the mine on purpose. You try telling Tory what to do when she's pissed."

"I'll pass."

"How's the leg, detective? Or did my wolfdog bite you in the ass, instead?"

"Hey, at least it's not your birthday. Worst one ever, by the way."

His fist came up. I dapped it with mine.

"For Tory," Shelton said.

"For Tory." All jokes shelved.

Coop was rolling in the leaves, pinning someone beneath his massive bulk.

Ben dove on the tangle with a voice-cracking whoop.

I was no longer alone. The Virals had found me. Ben was beaming, unable to hide his relief. He turned quickly, wiping his glowing eyes. Shelton darted forward and crushed me with a hug. Coop was dancing and bucking, his tail wagging so hard he had trouble keeping balance. My boys. My heroes.

"Do you confronted the twins alone, without waiting for us?" Ben couldn't keep the anger from his voice. "After making us promise not to do anything like that?"

"We can discuss my impulsiveness another time—"

"Oh, we will." Ben assured me.

I ejected the spent clip from the HK45, slammed the new one into place, then worked the slide to chamber a round. Then I held the weapon loosely at my side, barrel pointed toward the ground.

"I'm terrified of you right now," Hi said wide-eyed. "And in love. Take me shooting with your aunt Tempe next time."

"Take the SUV and go. I'll stay with Ella and handle the fallout."

"Out of your mind." Ben said immediately.

"We could drive away without anybody knowing."

"I'm not leaving Tory to face this alone," Ben insisted. "Get serious!"

I spoke softly. "The cops will eat you alive, Benjamin Blue. You have to go."

Ben tensed, ready to argue.

"Detective Hawfield died. This is going to get serious. It's way too much heat for you. Please be sensible."

Ben hesitated. Then his shoulders slumped.

"Maybe you're right." Deep breath. "But you're taking away the other possibility, too."

"I don't understand." I glanced over my shoulder at the approaching vehicle. "What other possibility?"

He smiled wanly. "Ben Blue, The Hero. That kinda would've been nice."

I paused, at a loss for words. My heart broke for him.

"But that's okay." Ben dug keys from his pocket. "After all, we're Virals, not heroes. And that's fine. Plus, I'm not really the hero type."

He turned to leave.

Impulsively, I grabbed Ben's arm. Pulled him close. Smashed my lips against his. The kiss only lasted a second, but also an eternity. Then I stepped back an shoved Ben towards the Explorer.

"Of course you're the type." I was grateful the darkness hid my blushes. "Now go."

Ben stared, stricken, thunderstruck. Hi and Shelton watched, wide-eyed with shock.

"Weirdest birthday ever," Hi whispered.

"Corcoran will survive," Ben commented sourly. "He always does. We crack the case, he gets to be the hero."

My head whipped to Ben. Was that bitterness?

I saw no trace. Ben was smiling, relaxed for the first time in days. Maybe months.

As my father strode away, Shelton and Hi both unleashed dramatic yawns.

"Welp." Hi stretch his arms over his head. "I'd better go check on various things that aren't right here. You coming, Shelton?"

"Oh you know it." Hiding a smile. "Stuff to do. No time to waste."

I descended two steps.

Stopped.

Shot back up.

Wrapped Ben in a bone-crushing hug.

Startled, it took him a moment before he hugged me back.

"He didn't say anything to me," Hi repeated. "And if Shelton were sick, I'd be the first to hear about it. At length."

"So what's the plan?" Ben asked.

"Go inside. Look around. Improvise."

"Brilliant." Hi stroked his chin. "Quick question: Is having no plan the same as having a terrible plan, or are those different categories?"

[indimlights]

Hi everyone, after some lovely comments on the last drawble I decided I'll keep doing them from time to time so here is the next one. I'm sorry if I'm atacking some people (you know who you are) but consider it a good atack! I hope you enjoy it✨

Sunday 17:28

No mather how clear the sky was over the chalet, how bright the sun shined in the sky, how non-existant the wind was, there was a phenomenon of that region that always stayed, no mather how the weather was. It was the cold.

To avoid it there were different options to take, you could sit inside by the fireplace, you could sit outside by the campfire or, if you needed to do something usefull, not that sitting with your lover by the campfire wasn't usefull, but if you wanted to be more usefull than that you grabbed a coat, a beannie, sometimes gloves and two sets of clothes and you hoped it was enough not to freeze.

This sunday the weather was actually the nicest it had been in the last days, pleasant enough for the beannies and gloves to stay in the drawer and for everyone to do whatever they wanted not needing to warm their hands every five minutes. The afternoon presented itself with several possibilities, hikes on the area, riding the bike around or simple sticking together playing a game of cards or taking about random subjects. One thing that wasn't in their plans was to work. However, Amber had other ideas.

"Hey guys, I need you to go grocery shopping again, this last two days really shortened the amount of stuff we have." Robbe looked at her in plain confusion, arms in the air, not understanding how all the supplies they had brought home last friday had already dissapeared.

"What? How?"

"Robbe, we are 9 people and on friday we were 11. You realize we eat alot right?" He did realize that, they ate all the time, even when Amber didn't notice them do it but she didn't need to know that.

"Right." He turned around, ready to grab his orange coat from the back of the chair it was laying in but finding instead Sander staring at him, with a shy smile in his face giggling softly at Robbe while holding in his hand two dishes he was taking to the kitchen from lunch earlier in the day.

Robbe shrugged, taking some time to understand why Sander was giggling until he finally realized. "Not that type of food, you idiot!" He said laughing loudly nudging Sander making him laugh aswell. Robbe never had enough of that sound, the sound of Sander laughing, it was magical to him leaving him always in a trance state smiling like an idiot staring at his boyfriend.

"Let me just take that before the two lovebirds break something." Amber said grabing the dishes Sander was holding and turning away to the kitchen while smiling aswell. "Use those smiles to go to the shop. The faster you go the faster you come back to have fun." Amber was right and they knew it but they also knew they would rather not go in the first place, but as long as they were together it would be fun.

"Oh and take Jens with you! I gave him the shopping list and it's very long, you can use the extra help." Robbe frowned at her. If the list was big it would make sense but he still would always like to be alone with Sander more than with more people. At the same time he had nothing keeping him from doing everything he wanted to in front of Jens. He was already used to third weeling. Still he would like to avoid that situation if he could.

"Amber, I don't think we-" Hes sentence got cut in half by Sander grabbing his hand and pulling him outside suddenly. The quick action from his boyfriend gave Robbe no time to react as he just was letting himself be taken by Sander as a flag taken by the wind. He eventually stopped near the place their bikes were, turning around to catch his boyfriend who was still dashing forward even thought Sander had let go of his hand. Robbe crashed into Sander, making him take a couple steps back to avoid falling down while closing his arms on Robbe taking him with him.

"Hi there." Sander said pressing a soft kiss on his boyfriends forehead and passing his hand through the brunettes locks of hair, a hair so smooth that made Sander never want to let go of it. Robbe looked up at Sanders face face, still a bit dizzy from the last couple seconds, his eyes seeming to glow. Robbe was a dream come true to Sander, his all, his more than everything, the only person he knew he could count on 100% in every moment he needed. Plus he was beautiful, in every sense of the word, inside and out and it was so special to have him in his arms.

"You look gorgeous." Sander said pressing a kiss in his boyfriends lips seing his face blush with the softest red possible that made him even more atractive.

"Did you bring me here to say all those soft things? I'm not complaining at all" Robbe said, still dizzy, now passing his hand through Sanders brown hair and messing it up. Robbe loved seing Sander like that, messy, it reminded him of the mornings when they woke up together and that was his favorite view of his boyfriend.

"No, I brought you here because we need to-"

"Go shopping?" Jens interrupted Sander. "I have the list, can you let go of each other for a second and grab your bikes?" Robbe turned back at Sander after the interruption, giggling a bit. Sander answered by blinking at him, making sure to Robbe this wasn't over, they would continue it after they returned.

Sunday 17:39

The road to the grocery stop wasn't that long, and by bike they could get there quickly. The road served like a tunnel for the wind, to blow faster and colder through it and against the three boys making their way through it. The sun was slowly getting lower in the Horizon, annoucing the impending night that was coming, earlier by each day that passed, in this month of November. To fight the cold on the slightest, Robbe and Sander were holding hands, something that is not advised when going down a street with possible traffic at any time. However they were sure both of them could control their bikes quite well, at least that's what it seemed everytime they rode together.

Robbe and Sander spent the entire way talking about what they felt, of how gorgeous the other looked like with the front wind messing up their hairs and just smiling at each others compliments. Jens, on the other hand, was just tired of them, just making him feel more and more single and more and more bored by the second.

"Can you two shut up for a second! I get it, you are in love!"

Sander let go of Robbes hand turning right and placing himself in between him and Jens.

"Do you need me to hold your hand aswell?" He said frowning to Jens. Robbe laughed out loud, poor Jens, he just had to be reminded everyday that he was single. Robbe knew that feeling, he felt the same while third weeling for him and Jana.

Jens looked at Sander, annoyance in his eyes. "No thanks." He said, turning his face away from Sander and back to the road. Sander just looked back to Robbe, shrugging and reaching out his hand to him. Robbe answered by placing his hand back on Sanders starting to talk about him again. Jens just sighed. "Here we go again"

Sunday 17:58

Jens was tired of everything they were doing, not only because he wanted something like that but also because he realized Robbe had found true love and it was something Jens never thought existed. But looking at those two made him realize it did, even when the way to it hadn't been easy and he knew Robbes hadn't. Still, he would never say this out loud, he didn't want to admit they were actually really cute together and he also didn't want to get them started talked about each other more so at the store he took a different way to the one they took handing them the grocery list and placing in the cart what he remembered was there.

Robbe and Sander, on the other end of the store were buying what they read. Sander pushing the cart and Robbe reading the list out loud as they went through the hallways.

"It's not here but we should get more marshmallows, it never hurts to have more." Sander looked at Robbe nodding aproving the idea.

"You know, it never hurts to get more of you aswell." Sander added turning his head back to the way they were facing. Robbe just chuckled behind him, gently tapping him on the shoulder and leaning his head against it.

"I love you"

"I love you too, we should hurry up and get out of here"

"I know, we are only missing chips from the list and then we can go." After hearing this Sander tried to turn the cart around in the hallway, something hard to do in the narrow one they were in but still trying anyway ending up placing himself on the opposite side of the hallway from Robbe with the car perfectly spliting them up.

"Sander move, you are blocking me." Robbe said slowly pushing the cart out of his way.

"Oh am I? Just like you blocked me last year?" Sander said, frowning to Robbe.

"I'm sorry for that, for all that, we have talked about it, I wasn't myself, I didn't know what to do, I didn't know if I wanted you but I should never had done that or said that." Robbes meant it, his expression was serious, completely different from the one he had a few seconds before.

"And do you realize now what you were missing? I mean, look at me." Sander said laughing passing his hand through Robbes face making him know he knew what Robbe was saying now was the truth, they had talked about it before and Sander had realized it wasn't easy for Robbe to love him at the start, but not because of him and his flaws, it was because of Robbes fears. And that made Sander smile, knowing Robbe had overcome all that just to love him, it made him feel the luckiest person ever.

Robbe smiled, "I do realize that. I am looking at you and I really really feel like kissing you and that shows me how much I missed"

Sander took two steps forward, now leaning against the cart that stood mid-hallway separating them. "Should I umblock you then?" He said laughing, blinking at Robbe.

"You should." Robbe added leaning against the cart on his side aswell. Together they rotated it, opening room for Robbe to pass through quickly going for the kiss, as if he couldn't wait any longer. Sander accepted it placing one arm around is neck and the other one around his waist. Robbe wrapped both of his arms around Sanders head continuing the kiss as if that was the only thing that mattered then.

It didn't take long before they were interrupted. "Hey! Guys!" Sander broke the kiss turning his head down the hallway to the payment area and placing Robbes head on the crook of his neck while Robbe kept kissing him. Jens was waving a pack of chips in the air looking at them.

"I have the chips, shouldn't we get more marshmallows?" He asked. Robbe lifted his head locking eyes with Sander. They both stared at each other for a couple seconds before they started laughing loudly looking at each other, then at Jens who had no idea what those two guys were doing. He had just mentioned marshmallows and chips, what was funny about that?

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Wanda vision thoughts of episode 6 spoliers ofc

It’s startttttinggg I’m so excited I’ve heard good things.

I love the new into im trying to think of what show it’s related too it’s defiantly familiar.

The way it’s filmed like a show with the talks to the camera is making be very happy.

I LOVE WANDAS SCARLETT WITCH COSTUME. Visions too

“I don’t remember it like that,”

“Probably because you suppressed a lot of the trauma,” Now they’re saying it like it is.

“Mom and Dad have been not fighting just different?” Vision is still on edge as he should be honestly

AWW TOMMY IS A MINI QUICKSLIVER THATS SO CUTE.

Ugh now the sword agents are here with the plane and nasty Hayward.

Hayward is trying to pin the whole thing on Wanda again.

“We can’t outgun her and clearly antagonizing isn’t only making things worse,”

He brought up Monica’s mother then quicked the trio off the mission ig.

They took out the sword agents escorting them.

It’s back to the trick or treating and Peter/Pietro said “Raise hell demon spawn,” I may be reading too deep into this but that made me kind of suspicious.

“Do you remember we were in the orphanage after mom and dad died what was the name of that kid who was always trying to steal your boots. He had the... He had the skin thing?” Wanda to Peter/Pietro

“You’re testing me,” Peter/Pietro

“No I’m not,” Wanda

“Hey it’s cool. I know I look different,”

“Why do you... look different?”

Wanda knows this Pietro is different and doesn’t have the same knowledge as the other one which is why she was testing them she just doesn’t know where this version of him came from she’s still clueless to (the multiverse) that world.

This has to be like Uncle Jesse a bit he keeps calling himself Uncle P

“Say it again now all the candy has dissapeared?” Herb then cuts to all the kids looking down cause their candy is gone.

“And now all the jack-o-lanterns have been smashed?” Product of Quicksilver and the twins they’re using powers very openly this episode.

She just found out Vision wasn’t on duty

“Is there something I can do for you Wanda? Do you want something changed?” Herb

She seems caught off by the question I’m assuming that’s her subconscious trying to make up for the fact that vision lied to her and she wants to fix it.

Now she’s confused again.

He sees this woman who is glitching and crying she is trying to put a ghost decoration up over and over again. The she pain she is in is seeping through and I guess the control over her isn’t allowing her to do anything else but struggle to put up the decorations.

“I’m so hungry I’d eat anything,” Commercial snacked on Yo-Magic the kid is too weak to open it and they died. Yo-magic the snack for survivors. Still trying to figure out this commercial

“I got shot like a chump on the street for no reason and the next thing I know I heard you calling me. I knew you needed me,” Pietro/Peter very suspicious it’s a different multiverse Pietro but he definitely has bad intentions. He also brought up “isn’t that what you wanted?” Hinting to Wanda calling the shots.

Tommy had super speed now great now he’s running everywhere after Wanda told him to take it slow because she can’t control him.

“Do go past Ellis Lane,” I’m assuming that’s where that’s where hex cuts off.

The people near the edge are barely moving because they’re out of Wanda magic reach I think.

Also where’d Wanda get all those kids from there were none before.

Monica and the Jimmy and Darcy trio found out Hayward is tracking vision so now they can find out how sus be really is.

Vision is flying up to see everything and he here’s Halloween phrases and he sees a parked car

Should be Agnes from the trailer.

“ Town square scare. Where is it?” Agnes

“Oh, well the Town square I expect,” Vision

Agnes let out a creepy laugh.

“Took a wrong turn got lost,” there are tears in her eyes.

“In the town you grew up in?”

Vision pulls her out of the control.

“You... you’re one of the avengers youre vision are you here to help us?”

“I am Visuon. I do want to help. What’s an Avenger?” I guess Wanda does have some control over him if she was able to make him forget about everything before hand or maybe because he doesn’t have the mind stone he doesn’t have the memories but Shuri said without the mind stone there were so much vision still there. I’m gonna assume it’s Wanda

“What why don’t you remember?” Agnes “Am I dead?”

“No why would you think that?”

“Cause you are?”

“I am what?”

“Dead,” She confines to shout that she is dead.

She has brought up how no one leaves Wanda won’t even let them think about it. Her witch laugh is definitely a sign on Agatha she’s even wearing a witch costume and Peter Wanda and Vision all have their comic costumes on. 

AHHH THATS WHY THEY CANT GO PAST ELLIS LANE BECAUSE THATS WHERE EVERYONE STOPS MOVING. They can’t move and it’s almost like they’re dead. There stuck in a cloud of Wanda grief.

I think Monica‘s powers are coming in because Darcy is talking about how her Energy in her cells on A molecular level is being rewritten and it’s unsafe too go back in the hex. In the comics Monica can turn herself into any form of energy I believe she can turn herself into pure energy.

“It’s changing you,” Darcy to Monica

Monica wants to stop Wanda’s grief.

Darcy is trying to breakthrough the into what Hayward is hiding which is the fact they’re trying to weaponize Vision.

“Where were you hiding all these kids up until now?” Pietro/Peter.

"What?” Wanda

“ I assumd they were all sleeping peacefully in their beds no need to traumatize beyond the occasional Holiday episode cameo, am I right?”

“No I dont-”

“You were always the empathic twin. hey don’t get me wrong you’ve handled the ethical considerations of this scenario as best as you could, families and couples stay together, most personalities aren’t far off from what’s underneath, people got better jobs, better haircuts for sure”

“You don’t think it’s wrong?” Wanda

“What, are you kidding? I am impressed seriously it’s a pretty big leap from giving people nightmares and shooting red wiggly-woos out of your hands” Like in age of ultron reaching into the Avengers biggest fears. On the other hand the phrase wiggly-woos is very cute.

He’s telling her how he can’t talk to her. And she said she doesn’t know how she did it she only remembers feeling completely alone and empty. So she was grieving and depressed. She just saw the gunshot wound and the white eyes on Pietro like she did to Vision with his head crushed earlier on. She’s losing touch to this made up world and is now getting glimpses of reality.

Darcy is almost at my into Hayward’s stuff.

Idk if these names are important but they’re in Hayward’s email so I’m gonna write them down.

James D. Gadd,

James J. Alexander 

James X-ND Seckler.

James woo wasn’t listed in his contact either. He’s either been blocked or was never there.

Vision is at the edge of the hex HES breaking through now. He’s halfway out. Now he’s all the way out. The hex is pulling him back in and now he’s falling apart because he’s exciting.

THE BILLY CAN HEAR VISION SCREAMING

Hayward doesn’t want to help Vision so he’s handcuffing Darcy too a car.

Y’all really made Vision die again.

“It’s not like your dead husband can die twice,” Peter/Pietro she flung him backwards at that.

He can also see the soldiers and could hear Hayward. The hex is expanding outward to reach Vision and it swallowed Darcy and many other soldiers turning them into Circus performers and clowns. All the cars and shops it swallows turn into things to fit the aesthetic of her town.

I’m not sure if the hex is still moving outwards she opened her eyes so I think that was a signal that it stopped when her eyes went back from red to normal. Guess I gotta wait till next week.