#maybe if i just spend all my time outside doing stuff i wont feel it

[waspyards]

okay im back!!! sorta!! the worst of the hecticness is over at least although im still so so stressed & wound up & work starts next week.

this is kinda not as anti-work hashtag as i usually am forgive me for that but i have to admit after about a month of not working im feeling a little bereft. dont know what to do w myself right now. also im finished w the flat hunting ive got a place + have officially moved + still need to figure out some things that arent working right now like the energy provider im trying to switch to not recognising the meter readings + need to clean + officially living on my own now.........

aaugh !! okay. see ive always said i wanted to move out & i did & im happy not to be living w my parents or brothers anymore specifically but again must admit now that im doing it its kinda lonely :/ i don't think i wanna live on my own for a long time

[aslongasimhereyoureinvincible]

haikyuu!! the dumpster battle ramblings

saw it earlier today and am going to see it again tomorow with a friend, am very Full Of Thoughts, if u dont wont spoilers for the movie well take this as your warning ig

okay first of all the sound direction, the sound direction was INSANELY good

this is absolutely a movie that needs to be experienced in cinema, the soundscape of tokyo gymnasium and the karasuno v nekoma match felt so vividly real it was like i was at an actual game

the soundtrack was great too, i mean it always is w/ hayashi yuuki

there were i think two tracks that used the leitmotif from 'above', good shit

the animation was also really great, overall it didnt look massively better than season 4 of the anime

which is fine, season 4 looked great imo (minus that outsourced episode)

but holy shit when the sakuga hit it hit HARD

tsukki and lev blocking, kageyama doing his thing, kenma and kuroo's quick, there were lots of really great sakuga moments

they also reused some shots from earlier on in the anime and idk maybe thats 'lazy' or whatever but i liked it, it was very nostalgic :')

they did re-animate and i think re-voice hinata and kenma's first meeting tho, framing it from kenma's POV, loved that

i think my favourite sakuga shot had to be hinata and kenma with the knives at each other's throats tho, that ate

not sure how i didnt know about this before hand but it made perfect sense to me when i saw studio trigger in the end credits, some of the sakuga, esp the blocking, had a bit of that trigger flair to it

so obviously they werent gonna fit in everything from the manga, and the movie definitely had kenma as its focus, but i think overall they did a decent job in picking and chosing what to cut

the one thing im annoyed about is the removal of old coach ukai and coach nekomata's backstory, i really i think it makes the handshake at the end of the game hit that much harder

other than that tho i dont think the movie suffered from not adapting everything in the manga, i mean obviously i wouldve LIKED it, but i dont think the movie NEEDED it to be a good movie

it very much felt like kenma was the main character of the movie, and the main focus, with kuroo and hinata as his deuteragonists

which i liked!!! i think framing the match from kenma's POV for the most part makes sense, and its fun to spend more time in outsider POVs of karasuno

rlly loved the adaptation of kuroo and kenma's childhood flashback, im pretty sure kaji yuuki voiced kid kenma too

watching their friendship grow and seeing them play togther now as high schoolers, AUGH RIGHT IN THE FEELS

theres also a montage of kid kuroo barging into kenma's room to demand they go play volleyball together that ends on kuroo doing so whilst kenma's changing/putting on trousers which was rlly funny and silly

the stuff with kuroo and tsukki was so good too

'thanks to everyone, occasionally it's fun', 'thank god i wasnt wrong', 'he's a man who walks ahead of me'

AUUUGHHHHHH IT WAS SO GOOD :')

the scene that completely stole my breath away though was kageyama setting the open toss to hinata

i know ive already lost my mind over the whole 'threat of trust' thing and truly, the inarizaki match goes insane with that concept i will always adore it

but holy shit that scene smacked me over the head, HARD, with the concept of 'setting as a love language'

i just... i literally dont even have words for it it was SO amazingly good, i legitimately teared up in the cinema

speaking of other great scenes;

'stay interesting, 'kay?'

OHHHHH GODDDDDDDDDD

they did it perfectly

the music and the soundscape completely cutting out, the background whiting out so its just kenma and the net, kaji yuuki's delivery of the line

it genuinely felt like something out of a horror movie, it was creepy, and unsettling, and PERFECT

also;

hinata's reaction after kenma collapses and says 'that was fun'

murase ayumu's delivery was so VISCERAL, dude got in that booth and CHEERED

you really felt hinata's sheer utter come through in that little scene, same with kuroo's incredulous laugh

the end of the match was slightly a mixed bag for me

on the good hand;

having done from kenma's first person POV was cool, i dont think haikyuu's ever really done that before, and it looked awesome

cutting back on the music and background soundscaping so we just focus on kenma's breathing and the sound of the ball/players jumping/shoes squeaking etc was a great way to really immerse the viewer in the scene, and put us inside kenma's head

on the bad hand;

it was anticlimatic, and i KNOW the whole point of the end of the match is that its anticlimatic,

but i had always imagined the scene with dramatic swelling music and the characters running frantically, only for it to all cut away when the ball slips and all you can hear is kenma's 'ah-' and there'd be a close-up of his facial expression

the stage play did a very similar thing and it worked EXTREMELY well imo

instead by doing it in the first person POV and already not having music it just,,, didnt feel quite as impactful as it shouldve imo??

like the match points for the seijoh, shiratorizawa, or inarizaki matches were done really dramatically

and i know the whole point is that the nekoma match is kinda an outlier in that it ends in that anticlimatic way with the ball slipping, and theres that big beat with hinata calling out 'nice serve' to tanaka before the realisation sets in that theyve won, but jusstttt

idk like it certainly wasnt BAD, i still DEEPLY DEEPLY enjoyed it, but just personally if i'd been the director i wouldve done it differently

also!! because it was from his first person POV we didnt get to see kenma's face on the 'idiot! the ball hasn't dropped yet!!!' line, which was pretty disapointing ngl i rlly love that scene how it is in the manga

ok enough complaining tho back to the infinite list of stuff i loved about the movie

the camera work! good god the camera work was so fucking cool

it really made the space of the gymnasium feel 3d and real, the way the camera would move over and through the net with the ball helped emphasise the physicality of the players and the court

i know jack shit about cinematography but yeah, after the sound design the camera work was prolly the best thing

the post credits scene was great!! daishou trying and failing to neg kuroo cracks me up every damn time

and the set up for the kamomedai match was so hype

speaking of; the very vague forshadowing for hinata's fever of him having flushed cheeks and not being all exhausted after the game like the others, auughhh my heartttt

if he isnt already, this movie will make kenma one of your top 5 haikyuu characters

seriously i love how they switched the perspective and framing so it was a bit more like kenma was the 'main character' of this match and hinata was the 'rival'

overall the movie was cool, creative, and a really clearly loving adaptation, im more than happy to be paying to see it again tmr lol

i'll probably have even more to say after seeing it a 2nd time so tune in for that ig

[iheartchv]

🌷April tmnt all 4 1 challenge🌹

As always, this was hosted by the lovelies: @thelaundrybitch @post-apocalyptic-daydream @leosgirl82 @turtle-babe83

Prompt: “What are you doing in my bed?”

2007 turtle of choice x reader

reader is implied as female

Sorry this took so long, been busy with work and other stuff. If theres any mistakes dont mind them please. Hope you all enjoy this~

Listened to this for inspiration 🌸

CHOOSE YOUR TURTLE TO CONTINUE

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He'd be lying if he said he wasn't jealous of what April and Casey had. A relationship, one that bloomed from friendship into something more. He wanted that, too. Because of him being a mutant turtle, he figured he was destined to be alone forever and live in the shadows like the ninja he was. Besides, Y/N didn't feel the same towards him at his advances; that was evident enough. Anytime he tried to get close to her, she looked like she was uncomfortable. He quit trying after that. But that didn't stop his feelings for her, and each longing was like a knife in his chest.

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You didn't mean to fall for him. You were crushing real hard on the hero in the half shell. His eyes always made your heart skip a beat whether it him looking at you or the other way around. There was just something about him that made you always think about him since you two became friends. (He hid in the shadows outside your window, not wanting to scare you with his appearance until you wanted to see him after some time.)

You wanted to tell him how you actually felt. You noticed how he was staring at you and wanting to spend more time with you. There was a time when he tried to kiss you but you got so flustered he thought you didn't want him to do that. You did want to kiss him, but .... Love was just confusing. You entered the lair to see everyone but the turtle you wanted to see.

"Hey, where's (Leo/Raph/Donnie/Mikey)?"

"He went out. He probably wont be back until really late."

"Oh..."

You decided to wait in his room. Surely, his brothers or Splinter will tell him that you were looking for him. Opening his door you stepped into his room. You've been inside a time or two, but you still felt like you were invading his space.

You sat on his bed and wondered what you should do. It was going to be a while yet before he came back. You pulled out your phone and started browsing through your messages. You thought of texting him but then figured that probably would not be the best idea. If he was spying on the Foot, Karai, or any of the other dangerous criminals in New York, he had to be vigilant.

You instead pulled out your mp3 player and turned on some music. You were lost in your thoughts until your eyes felt heavy. It was way past midnight. You fought sleep as long as you could until your eyes closed and you drifted to sleep.

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It was still dark out when he came back in. Everyone was already in bed. He yawned and stretched his stiff muscles, ready to hit the sack. He opened the door to his room... and saw Y/N laying on his bed. He was so surprised he asked without thinking,"What are you doing in my bed?"

You woke up to his voice (your mp3 player battery died and needed to be charged). You quickly sat up straight, your heart pounding in your chest. "I, I uhm..." you tried to speak. "I wanted to see you..." Maybe this could've waited till tomorrow....?

He sighed then apologized. "Sorry for waking you, its just... i wasnt expecting you... to be here..." If turtles could blush, he would be right now.

"Look... I'm sorry if it seems like I'm.. avoiding you....I'm not. I just needed to sort things out."

"No, it's my fault, I shouldn't have pushed you into it. I know now..." He had asked Casey about some relationship advice, even told him about his crush on you. He hoped everything would go right, but... maybe you just wanted to be friends, he had figured. "If you wanna stay just friends, I'm okay with that..."

You saw the look on his face, like he was trying to hide behind a smile. You then stood up and approached him. It was now or never; you was going to tell him how you really felt about him while you had the nerve. "You didn't do anything wrong. It was me. It was just so... sudden, you know? We'll always be friends, never doubt that."

You gave a pause. "But I've been having these warm, fuzzy feelings whenever you come around. And... I've been wanting to tell you that... I like you... a lot. I want to go out with you, even if we just stay here in the sewers or whatever." You gingerly took his hand, gripping it with tenderness. "I wasn't ready then, but I'm ready to give us a chance. We won't know if it'll work out if we don't try."

Was this really happening? Did you just agree to go out with him? He wasn't dreaming this, right? His mind had questions bouncing around. But they stopped as soon as he gripped your hand, holding it in his.

"Do you really mean it?" His eyes sparkled with hope.

You smiled back at him, blushing and softly giggled. "Yes, I mean it."

He smiled and gave a sweet kiss on your blushed cheek. He touched your forehead with his. You've made him the happiest turtle in the world. "If it's alright with you, we can get comfy in my bed. I can hold you till you can go back to sleep."

"Sure thing."

He held you in his arms and watched with tired eyes as you quickly drifted to sleep. Sleep soon took hold of him, too, and he joined you in slumber with a small smile on his face.

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[wrongcaitlyn]

pls pls pls tell me any thoughts / hcs you have about shelper because i adore piper so so much and the lack of shelper content on ao3 actually kills me 😭

i loved the oneshot you wrote about them in the tyt universe!! which is why i just - needed to hear someone talk about them

AHH OMG YESSS!!! i love them so much too, piper deserves to have a nice sweet sapphic relationship so im so glad u liked my oneshot!! <333

i have to say i think that canon shelper is definitely different from my au version of them, mainly just bc of the circumstances and all the trauma canon piper had been through before meeting shel, whereas in my au she’s definitely already had a lot of time to heal and grow and,,, well jason’s alive, she hasn’t been on any deadly quests, leo hadn’t died and come back to life, and her dad’s life hadn’t been threatened by giants so,,,,

so i’ll add a few thoughts abt canon shelper here and if you want more hc’s abt tyt shelper, i can always write those too!!

overall, i think one of the main things in their dynamic that would make them work is shel being very just open-minded and accepting; i think there's some comfortable bond between her and piper that she *knows* that piper's hiding something, and piper *knows* that shel will accept piper as a daughter of aphrodite/the whole greek gods thing, but also that shel is fine with not knowing for now. these things take time, and shel is more than alright with that!

less deep, but from the one scene we've got of them on the rooftop, i can confirm that they LOVE stargazing. obviously piper knows all of the greek mythology stories of the constellations and stuff, but i think that shel also knows some constellations that maybe piper hadn't known before, or just different interpretations of them

i think that shel loves to hear piper's stories from her travels, no matter good or bad. and it helps piper too, because when she talks about mount diablo or athens or all of these places that are linked to traumatic memories - she focuses less on what *happened* there, but rather the landscape, the nature around them, what the weather was like, how the forest sounded- all of that. she got to focus on just the scenery and how the place felt rather than thinking about what she was actually doing there, and shel loves to hear all about it, seeing as (in my hc) never traveled outside of oklahoma, but always wanted to.

one hc that i had in tyt that i still have now is that shel really always wanted to see the beach. maybe that's just because of her name, but i still stand by it. and we know that in canon, obviously, piper has some,,,, bad memories linked to the beach. well i think that one day they end up traveling back to california on a trip (maybe with leo or some other friends) and all have a beach day, and shel just has the time of her life. like genuinely, this was one of her big dreams to just spend a day at the beach and hear the ocean waves and feel the sand and collect shells and everything. and piper is just so in love with shel and has all these wonderful new memories of them that it also helps her deal with her trauma and past :))

those are just some of my initial thoughts, but feel free to ask for more bc i literally love them so much!! to me, they're just a really sweet, fluffy, healing ship. as in i wont ever allow any sort of angst to reach them because they both just deserve everything good in the world (especially piper seeing as we don't know *that* much about shel)

oh, and they 100% love chappell roan. that's all!

[outsidereveries]

so I got two questions for you, when you do tarot have you ever dreamt of idols? other tarot readers seem to have such bizzare dreams of idols and their groups and I had only one memorable dream of skz but I do not think I am connected to them in anyway, as I dont do tarot its jsut an interesting subject I like, not even in the 5D but the dream reminded me of their song megaverse so my second question is about that.

do you or anyone know where skz got the songtitle megaverse from? it interests me bc I wonder recently if there is megaverse outside this planet. Or why we only stuck on this planet in this life if we dont like it why is this all we have to experience? nothing too fun no super powers nothing ordinary except for all the shit in the media and on our phones.

I also once had dream of skz some time ago and it was like they had some type of super powers could run faster and there was something on their arms too, an arm strap with lots of buttons it was such a bizzarre dream bc I dont and rarely dream of idols I specifically remember seeing felix and bangchan then I woke up and was like what the hell. I'm mainly just a listener rather than a follower so again I dont particularly feel deeply obsessed with this group.

I think that could have been the 5d, what do you think? some tarot readers even have more interesting dreams of say jungkook with his fs and so on. I feel like theres so much we dont know or wont ever know but like ordinary life is too plain and boring but I wouldnt want a life of wealth either bc I shouldnt need money or education to decide how I spend rest of my life. outside of tarot what else do you tend to believe in to do with the universe or past vs present and so on?

to be honest, i extemely rarely dream about idols (more rarely than "seldom"). last time it happened was 3-4 years ago with loona, maybe heejin, i believe so? even if i dreamt about someone in the industry recently, i probably won't remember, tarot doesn't influence me to this extent. i usually dream about my future or how i had my day no matter if it's about from a few days ago or literally yesterday. only now i started to dream about my twin flame? and even so it happens from time to time and not occasionally (i've "learned" he tried to get into my dreams but i didn't let his soul to do that😭)

in this case since i can dream about how my day went, i usually dream about other public people, i.e. local politicians but i believe it's pretty much up to there, it's not anything special to me tbh, it's just oridinary things inside of me.

i have no clue from where skz have come from the title megaverse from their rockstar b-side but i've had wonders in the past about these questions you have too. it got away bc i usually believe in this stuff, but i can feel that the question that's more interesting to think is why the 5d universe is sort of taboo? i mean, we're in a century that the spirituality, related to the energies is "trending", why it's still a taboo?

i recently have dreamt of having superpowers too but it was related to me unlocking the rest of my chakras (i've had my third eye open but the rest were not as open as now tbh😭) and instead of skz, i got them but remembering the rest of my dream, it explains why and it's personal stuff

the 5d is more than the dreams we have, but they can be the start of entering into the 5d universe tbh, so.. yeah; if you are obsessed over someone and their future life ofc you'll start to dream about it, but i am also aware that it's not the only case you'll dream about someone famous😭

about my religion though, i'm baptized (orthodox christian, to be exact), but i haven't always fully believe in the religion like some people do. to me there's the difference between the believers in a religion and doing whatever you feel it's right and the obsessed christians who follow everything like it's a must as it's pretty much unhealthy to me. i don't even want to think about religion cults.

nowadays i really feel i am more believing into the orthodox christian religion than i usually felt in the past but also tuning myself with my awareness of the universe, spirituality and etc. and etc. as it works out for me the best and i believe it should work like that for anything else as the religions shouldn't be usually believed strictly imho but my beliefs might be like they're now possibly bc of the tf journey i'm in so it might be unsuprising at all if i have to be extremely honest

[kozykricket]

somewhat heavy stuff about pets ahead, need to get off my mind. i kinda speedran this post and its ... unorganized and just a buncha random thoughts. maybe ill make a more organized post . i think i misworded some things in here, theres some lacking clarity. there, thats all of the clarifications. this may be kinda wrong with some specific things,

i have 2 lovely cats, and. we've had them for like. one for probably around 10 years, the other for about 7 or 8 but yknow its really. annoying how... just because they lived as outdoor cats for a while, my dad still doesnt let them have much time inside i mean okay. like. we have a basement garage, where my dad keeps tools and stuff. they have a bed, litterbox, water, and food there. but ive begun to... mmm, i know we wont have them forever, and ive just . been wanting to... atone for the lack of time spent with them. them just either being outside and doing stuff (which i know outdoor cats arent the greatest for the environment) or being in a dingy workshop-garage with nothing much of note so thats. why i try to see them every day. i find it hard to say bye because ... like. ill go back into the Entire Rest of the house and they'll wanna come... but i know my dad doesnt want that. because his allergies get really bad when cats are in the house but ive been sneaking them in the basement, big room with carpet we have. allegedly one of them is very territorial and was fixed too late so he still marks his territory a lot... but i dunno, if i watch over him, theres no issue i just want them to have more places in the house they can go. i dont want them to be spending all their time outside, but alas i think its better than them being secluded to a lonely garage so... yeah. tldr i spend time with my cats every day if i can, just an hour or two if possible, whether in the workshop or by sneaking them in the house. but i cant... just spend all of my free time like that. i want to spend time with my friends, and play games n stuff. so, its tough. im hoping i can come to some sort of deal with my dad. my mom agrees they shouldnt just be in the workshop all the time... though, in terms of "outdoor cats are bad for the environment" my mom, dad, and even therapist say its fine and good i dunno though. thjeres a lot of guilt attached to... decisions that arent necessarily mine. but its because i... i know i can make a difference. theres big conflicts in the world, which i cant make a big difference to. but ic ould... fix the injustice of my cats. atone for the ... years i spent barely ever leaving my room to see them. i dunno. i just want to feel happy for them even when theyre gone. i care for them a lot. one of them is the most lovey cat ever. hes got the soul of a lapcat, even if hes very. Wild and Feral in nature ...we do live in a big, big rural property, though, so its not so bad

[thoughtsofnowandagain]

18 November 2024

Going back to the amera thing. We fell out a few years ago because I replied to her boyfriend story (him in his army uniform on a type of parade) saying 'handsome!x' and my intentions were misread and it opened up a whole can of worms. We've since reconciled, or perhaps let bygones by bygones, but we've not spoken or seen each other since. Things were said and the bottom line was like if she- a friend who I saw as my sister- would even think I'd be inappropriate, if she'd think like that of my character, I didn't even attempt to acknowledge those accusations. It was disrespectful of not only my character but my relationship with Sam. How can someone who I cried with, laughed with, partied with, mourned with, even question me like that.

It was so ridiculous I didn't even try to deny it. I refused to acknowledge that horror, and I knew right there and then that I'd be mourning the friendship but this time, on my own.

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Fast forward to a few years later, as in now. I've clearly not gotten over that type of hurt. and I'm still hurt. Upon reflection, what do I miss from that friendship? She really was (and I presume still is) the life of the party. Losing her meant I lost everyone else too. Which I suppose is fine because I never really fit in and they had so many plans flying out the factory that I just couldn't keep up, financially or mentally. I was drained everytime I came home and I'm a retired party girl. So I'd much rather just stay home with a glass of wine or recently. with a can of pepsi max.

But I can't help but feel maybe I've changed. I keep yearning for that girl gang bond. Sure, I have friends. Friends that have their own lives, and girlfriends that are the girlfriends of Sam's friends. All so lovely but theres no lively group chat, theres no cocktails, theres no 'guess what happened today'. Have I changed enough to be enough for them now? I've always felt like the ugly friend, who was short and unshapely. But what if we just went for coffee? or Lunch? or maybe even a Dinner? Even the thought of it gets my heart rate up. If we met up for anything, I'd absolutely need my propranolol at arms reach at all times. Or actually, maybe I'll just stuff them in my cheeks like a chipmunk and just swallow one as and when i'd need it. Like a ad hoc pocket for survival.

Do I need a girl gang? Maybe. Maybe not. Sam doesn't spend every night with me. He works until 6, so by the time he comes home he will have dinner and then hop on to his computer to play games with his friends most nights. We've had to implement a 'baba night' system. I have him Wednesdays and Sundays. The other woman gets him Monday, Tuesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays. Usually we'd go out to the pub on Fridays and Saturdays. Though he'd argue that Fridays and Saturdays we go to the pub *Together* so they count as baba nights. But from my point of view, he goes to the pub to socialise and leave me at the table while he chats away at the bar and goes outside for a vape.

So okay, I'm lonely. I can't mention it to Sam anymore or he'll say that he feels guilty for playing games and using games to blow off steam from the working day. Which then makes me feel like I'm a manipulating bitch who wont let him hang out with his friends. I have things to entertain me, like games on my switch or a new series on one of the 20 streaming services we pay for. (At the moment it's SATC/ SATC films/AJLT- The girl gang tropes are not helpful to my yearning). However, I have ADD (Currently on year 57 of my journey to being diagnosed) so whatever I'm entertained with or more so pacified with isn't entertaining for very long and I'm right back into my slump of lonely. I'm just sat at home working for half a day as and when it's needed and then waiting for sam to come home like a dog. I don't want that anymore and it's been 6 years. 6 years of telling Sam I feel lonely and I need more and getting rewarded with 2 baba nights a week.

So is this girl gang fantasy worth risking my mental health? Or do I save my mental health and stay lonely?

[merulast]

To Tokyo by public transport, Day 10 - The end

This post is going to be an very tough one. Please understand that I will try to make it as short as possible.

Trans Kavkaz

This post is written from the subjective position of an west european person. Many might not understand. But for me it was the pure horror to travel with Trans Kavkaz. Personal thing. Might not apply to you.

Trans Kavkaz offers bus rides from Tbilisi to Vladikavkaz. They are an russian company and charge 2000 rubel aka 20€ for a ride. You can book via whatsapp. They are friendly and kind.

About the driving. He does 90 in a 50 Zone. Also in towns with dogs, children and or cows.

He turns over whatever gets in front of him. Whenever. Where ever.

Even on the mountain roads when there is an 50 meter cliff just centimeters besides of you. He wont hesitate to go 90 in a 40 zone and turn over

And yes of course you cannot see if there is something on the other lane. There pits all the time. He just 'trusts' that there will be no truck to kill us all

Once there WAS a truck. We just moved back to the right, pushing the car to our right off the lane. It was pure luck that there had been 1 meter of gravel before the cliff. Otherwise that guy would had been dead.

I will never. NEVER drive with this company again. I will never even drive this road again knowing, people like him are out there. I would never ever cross this area in general again. I feel happy for everyone that feels like this is nothing special. For the others in the bus it was nothing special.

Hell!

The Border

I hopped out the bus. Kissed the ground a few times. Was able not to puke. Showed my Passport and E-Visa. They had some questions, that s why I had to come to the back office for someone that could translate. In fact they just wanted to know where I want to go and why. China and Tourist was okay as response.

Vladikavkaz

In Vladikavkaz I got kicked out of the bus since my special threatment on the boarder had caused some delay in the schedule and he had to make up for it.

The city itself is an 100% Soviet Style city and is wonder full and clean. I had no trouble getting an Russian sim card near the central bus Station (in a Mal to the south) and if the first Taxi would not have put me to the wrong KFC I would also had no issue with getting to my hostel that I booked online.

I would really liked to spend more time here. I even saw gaming Shops where you could play PC games.

If only. Well. There was not this bad feeling. Not only the near dead bus ride I just had. But also the bigger issues. It's so sad. I still don't understand the 'why' behind all this actions. I wish I could enjoy this part of my journey without this huge shadow lingering around.

Rock Hostel

I simply selected the Rock hostel because with 7€ a night it was the most cheap option to book from outside of Russia. I somehow expected it to be an ugly thing like the Train-Hotel in Georgia. Maybe worse. With probably fleas and stuff. You know. For that price and seeing hotels being worse.

But no. ROCK Hostel ROCKS!

Its location? Close to the tourist sections. Its price? Unbeatable!

The whole thing is inside an old industry building with 5 meter high walls. They use this extra space to introduce 3 level Beds. 3 Levels! I Love this shit. I love the whole, very clean industrial style of the Building. The general room has an kitchen with everything. The bathrooms and toilets are clean and they offer water and snacks right into the hostel.

For me it was 12 out of 10. It shows how much you could do with such an place. Thank you so much.

(I loved this!)

And last but not least: They have an washing machine and a dryer just for free use. I was able to finally wash my stuff. This alone deserves pure love.

Summary

Very intense Day. I spend 7€ for the whole thing. How? Because Transhellkaz forgot to take my money. And to be honest: When kicked out if was so deep in shock. I simply forgot. Sorry for being not sorry about being not sorry.

For this money you could just buy any Lego mini figure. Any. Or an booster pack. Have fun.

[llynwen]

wow! That was such an enlightening and beautiful answer to my question, thank you so very much, and congratulations on graduating soon🎉! I felt that same thrill of recognition seeing the people and their homes on the show, because yes poverty really is the same all over. I live in a blue collar town in northeast America, with forested hills instead of wetlands and logging instead of fishing, but I look at their clothes, at the places they hang out, at the porches and lawns filled with clutter and machine parts nestled between the trees, at the small dark house interiors, and I think "this all could've been filmed down the street from me." It must look depressing to others but I find comfort in the familiarity. We're all just surviving as best we can nestled in the detritus of abandoned industry and reclaiming nature, keeping our lives manageably small with little daily tasks and rewards, and beyond our town limits the land itself infinite as space. I guess that bigness is what sets apart American life, thousands of people go missing in the wilderness every year and it's just taken as a given. There's a whole plane that crashed in a Vermont forest in the 80s which I believe still hasn't been found. One thing not shown onscreen, and I don't mind this since true detective is a horror drama and it wouldn't fit the tone, are the threads of community we maintain—church suppers, family game and movie nights at the library, small town festivals, Christmas tree lightings in the square and such. Life is a patchwork of privation and joy.

One thing I will advise you about if you come here (welcome btw) is picking the state with the best resources for you. Montana is gorgeous but the New England states have the best healthcare, and the east coast in general has the most public transit with our trainlines. If what matters is the job than you can visit anywhere I guess, but outside of the cities you better have a coworker/host with a reliable car willing to drive you around, because otherwise you will be stuck and lonely in the miles between anywhere. We joke about Rust being a passenger princess but bumming rides is a way of life here. Other than that, don't whistle at night in the southwest, always being more money than you think is needed to the store, look up any Indigenous nation near where you stay to maybe visit their cultural center, and have a good time!

hi again! so sorry for taking this long to respond, I've been busy with school and other shit, you know how it is

america is such a fascinating and complex place fr, and the negative aspects of it you mention were never shown in the media i (and may other europeans) consume. we're fed this image of this perfect land of the free american dream you can achieve anything if you work hard enough self made man kind of thing. but I'm glad to hear that you have this community - in my experience, that is not really the case here. i hardly ever talk to my neighbors (occasional good mornings and that about it), i don't go to church, but the people who do also don't really know one another, people only every talk to their family members and friends from places like school and work. i feel like in this aspect we could for sure learn from y'all.

when i do come visit I'm pretty sure it wont be permanent (unless chevy does actually wife me, then who knows). i just want to get a taste of that cowboy life i crave so much. i want to see the national parks (hope i don't go missing) and spend some time in the Space of it all. I am aware of the lack of public transport and i am prepared to drive everywhere, but thank you for the heads up. i also know about tax not being included in prices of stuff - which, what the fuck. that's so stupid. same with tipping - why not just pay workers living wages? I will for sure be taking the time to visit the Indigenous people in the places where I'll be staying. I'm actually writing my master's thesis about the Anishinaabe and Inuit people, and even though my area of focus is canada I'm sure I'll learn a great deal from the Indigenous people of the us as well.

thank you again for talking to me (and for your patience), and I'd really love for you to come off anon, be it in my dm's or under this post. I'd love to talk more about the show in general or just cultural issues. but no pressure!

[zentaiges-blog]

my new years resolutions

(Yes it took me 2 weeks into 2024 to materialize this and for some reason im putting this on tumblr for all to see. Idk why ok here we go)

Listen to more classical music cause it makes me feel good, also listen to more indie artists that make chill music for the same reason as stated earlier.

Listen to less anything else (god please dont get home from your draining and dead end job and fall into a mindless coma listening to video game ost that you liked 5 years ago ever again for like the whole rest of the day)

eat more fruit and vegetables, its better for the environment and also it helps you not get rashes and coughing and heartburn constantly thats making you miserable and slowly killing you cause of coca cola and mcdonalds and many other evil brands that want everyone to be unalive

watch more cute cartoons and look at flowers outside and little critters, listen to people on the bus and train and be nicer and friendlier even if you dont feel up to it, it will make things better

watch deep and meaningful movies and read good and meaningful books. No, you dont have a 'favourite genre' that you have to watch things of, just enjoy yourself for once instead of trying to make your behaviour fit your personality, which barely exists anyways

Dont buy stuff you dont need. No, i dont need 2 packs of cookies cause they are 30% off. In fact, you need 0 packs of cookies cause even if you get 1 pack youll eat it all immediately and get sick so whats the point. Just buy stuff that will actually get made into an enjoyable meal and not snacks that will make life suck more.

Dont wonder why you are here or why god is tormenting you ( if you believe in god, which changes constantly, its like a 50-50 coin toss every day). Just think about something to look forward to

And that leads into this point, which is a continuation of resolution number 6: dont buy stuff at all actually. Dont make a budget plan, just try and spend no money cause your future is uncertain my dude, me, I

Get into poetry. Remember when you were in that book club in school? And they read poetry all the time and you were like: eh i dont get it and why am i even here if they wont let me talk about the golden compass which was my fave book at the time( they did let me talk about it but most of the club was poetry). But now i finally get it. Poetry is like music or art. Its so beautiful. I dont know why i am such an idiot that it took me a quarter of a century to finally get poetry. But now i want to read and learn. And maybe even write my own and inspire others to discover this truly magical world. Its so much more than just words, stories, or information or emotion. Do you think i could get my sister to read poetry? Or maybe even some colleagues at work? Can I make enough money this year to keep living on my own or will i have to beg other people who dont like me to let me move back in? If this job doesnt work out, can i find another one that pays enough for me to feel safe? Will i fall back into depression somewhere along my path? Or will something unexpected and good happen? Maybe i will find people who like me despite my neurotic and unloving and apathetic (and pathetic) nature? Or will something bad happen? Will I live?

This is not a new resolution just me ending this post. I hope you have a better life than me and a great year. Best wishes!

[salfishersimp2]

Okay hold up this could actually fix something ive been thinking about (i got excited and wrote too much and only 1/4 of it relates to the original post so there's a little TL;DR thing at the end if u wanna jump to that)

Yk the relationship chart with the ATLA team where each member has a relationship with each other? (I cant find it right now) It basically shows how they all had one-on-one time with the others, ending up where they have some sort of relationship with the other members, these being romantic (Aang-Katara), familial (Katara-Sokka) or friendship (Zuko's and Toph's with all members, and Aang with Sokka). So if two members are alone with each other at some point their interactions wont be awkward, since they already have a nicely established dynamic

Anyway, where i'm trying to get is, i was rewatching some episodes in the first season, and i realized that while there are a lot of meaningful relationships, the voltron team (Shiro, Lance, Keith, Hunk, Pidge and Allura) (sorry Coran) would benefit from building individual relationships, since i feel that when you're saving the universe and all its essential to actually be friends with the people living next to you 24/7. The thing is, i tried to think of their one-on-one dynamics and it was really hard to see some of them working together, like if they were all hanging out after dinner or something and at some point only two were still in the living room very few would be able to keep a converstation going without it becoming an awkward silence in little to no time; or if two of them ran into each other in the kitchen it would mostly be a "say hi get what you came for and go do your thing" kind of situation

Very vague examples i know but let me show you what I'm getting at

I've watched voltron maybe 3 times and how i remember their dynamics is kind of like this:

Shiro-Keith: mentor-mentee relationship, imo they're almost like brothers, or friends who care deeply about each other (i know some of you ship them, i don't see it that way but i completely understand it, my point still stands, even if the kind of relationship changes depending on who you ask)

Shiro-Allura: i don't remember seeing them interact much, but since they're both co-leaders of the team (allura with the castle and shiro being the black paladin) i imagine they spend a lot of time together planning stuff, still i feel thats not enough to build a meaningful friendship, like one of them goes missing the other would probably be mostly tactical about it (it goes both ways, not to say they don't care about each other but yk)

Shiro-Lance: while i think lance looks up to him as a hero sometimes, besides the whole leader thing there's not much to talk on how much shiro cares about lance to talk to him outside of their job or the group

Maybe my memory is foggy but i think we've never seen shiro with hunk or pidge that much? Probably bc of how little the writers focused on pidge and hunk during the later seasons (we honestly needed more than just family-balmera-cooking and family-olkari-science, it kinda sucked how they left the characters' life and development after that)

Keith-Allura: they had that whole thing of going away together in a pod to see if zarkon was tracking the castle bc of them, and that almost-romance they hinted at, i guess that counts as a relationship?

Keith-Pidge: i honestly don't remember seeing them talk to each other in any important way that could tell us about their relationship

Keith-Hunk: as i said i was rewatching the first episodes of season 1, we see them laughing and talking to each other at the party in episode 5 i think? I found that very cute and it makes sense for them to have that dynamic, i believe they kept that relationship through the years fighting with voltron. Keith's obliviousness (which sometimes even looks like apathy) to people's feelings and hunk's easy-going honesty are very nice when paired together

Keith-Lance: rivals to friends with friendly banter (i am obviously restraining myself to not talk about the bonding moment but their relationship (whichever kind u want, canon or not) is so obvious it barely needs words to describe it, which should be the case with all of them, sadly it aint)

Lance-Allura: the flirting from lance since first season really shaped their relationship, their romantic relationship at the end was really good, i have my complaints and it definitely needed more development but this isnt about that

Lance-Hunk: THEY ARE BEST FRIENDS. Literally goals. Srsly tho we see how they're friends even in the garrison, after fighting constantly side by side and sharing years of their lives together their friendship only got stronger, i'm sure

Lance-Pidge: They were also already friends in the garrison, even if lance was a bit nosy and was much more interested in parties than pidge they were good friends, being part of the same team both then and when they were in voltron was a big part of it, but they're still really good friends (almost if not to the same level as lance-hunk) outside of it and i think thats so very important, their bond got stronger after the garrison too, imo best friends rn

Pidge-Hunk: they're also besties your honor, they really work so well when together. Plotting, gossiping, sharing interests, having fun, helping one another? Also goals

Anyway, lance-pidge-hunk bestfriend trio

I dont even know how pidge and hunk interact with allura tbh

Okay i think i covered everything, now FINALLY getting to talk about what op said

Them bonding over their family experiences?? Absolutely perfect. It would make their individual relationships so much better considering all the dynamics that could come from it

If they had done that in the show i'm sure the way they talk and act around each other would make it all so much more meaningful than just having them work as a leader and the ones they lead, which goes pretty much with everything allura, shiro and keith are focused on most of the time

Plus the comfort they would have after bonding over that? The families of all the members are important pieces of their lives, if used the right way in story-telling it can become the most important trait of the entire group as one. And the trust that would come with it from sharing that part of themselves with the whole team at some level is incredible

TL;DR the whole team would benefit from bettering their individual relationships with each other and bonding over their families is possibly the best way to fix that, barely leaving any place for superficial interactions and feelings on the importance of everybody there

ok ik i've been dead (im on vacation now yay!!) BUT!!!! listen. allura and pidge and their sort of found family dynamic yeah (bc pidge lost their family and allura lost hers as well and they sort of bond over not having that sort of comfort together and find that in each other....) u can add keith into the mix bc he never really had a family or atleast hasnt for a long time and BAM found family dynamic OOOGH they make me sick.

i just love pidge having familial dynamics w the paladins and keith and lance and hunk being like brothers to them but also allura being like the sister they never had .... UGH

[falcons-wings]

spark

bucky barnes x female reader

summary: when trying to get away from a guy who wont leave reader alone, bucky helps get rid of him

warnings: piece of shit dude who harasses and doesnt take no for an answer, swearing ,, pretty fluffy especially towards the end

wc: 1.3k+

masterlist

a/n: decided to do my first bucky work to beef up my masterlist a little and as a small break from the sam series im gonna post soon ,, hope its alright :)

(gif by @1038276637 )

Bucky still felt uncomfortable in incredibly crowded places, he didn’t know whether this was because of his time in the war or all of the shit that happened to him afterwards; either way loud places just like this bar he had been dragged to by Sam unnerved him - there were just so many noises and different possible dangers, so he was on edge all night.

He wasn’t even sure where Sam had disappeared to, he last saw him with a pretty girl, leaving him sat at the bar alone. He didn’t hold this against him though, he knew he wasn’t always the best person to be around, especially in a place like this, but Dr Raynor kept telling him he ‘needed to reenter society and spend time with friends’. And unfortunately for him Wilson was one of the only people he could maybe consider a friend at the moment and who had been annoying him about coming out to this bar for a while, so here he was, drinking a beer that had no effect on him at the bar on his own and listening to the weird music of the 21st century playing in the background.

He was almost finished with his drink and ready to leave when you sat next to him, you leaned into him as if you knew him and your smile was kind, but he could see a slight panic in your eyes. Something was obviously wrong and you leaned slightly closer to kiss his cheek whilst whispering so quiet he almost missed it.

“Really sorry about this but there’s a creepy guy who won’t leave me alone can you quickly pretend you’re here with me?”

Before Bucky even had a chance to reply to you or react, a large man with a gruff face and the smell of alcohol on his breath appeared at your shoulder with a predatory look in his eyes. Bucky’s eyes didn’t leave the man as soon as he was in sight, so he felt more than saw you move closer to him and away from this man who was eyeing you like a piece of meat.

“Hey sweetheart you left before we finished our conversation, why don’t we finish it somewhere else?”

You opened your mouth as if you were gonna say something, but apparently thought better of it and instead turned to Bucky with pleading eyes. He knew he couldn’t make a scene as that would end badly for multiple people so he was now just trying to control his anger at this piece of shit human being before he beat him up.

Bucky put his hand on your shoulder to pull you a little closer and to try and comfort you a little , “She’s with me, so why don’t you leave?” He made sure his voice was firm and clear, hoping this man would get the idea to leave you alone.

The man looked at him, and his arm around you, and glared, apparently able to tell that Bucky wasn’t one to mess with.

The man looked at you again before huffing out a breath, giving one last glare at Bucky before turning around and stalking back into the crowd.

“Again, I am really sorry about that.” You shuffled away slightly to break the contact you had with him, turning to face him instead, and he couldn’t help but find himself almost missing the close contact.

“Was he bothering you for long?”

“Not really, it was only about 10 minutes but anytime I tried to show or say I wasn’t interested he didn’t seem to get the hint unfortunately.” You gave him a small smile as if to say ‘what can you do?’ But this was completely not fine and Bucky thought that surely it should be a bigger deal than you were making it out to be?

“Have you seen him at this bar before?”

“Um no, this is the first time I’ve actually been to this place, my friends said I should have some fun for once - but obviously that wasn’t what actually happened tonight”

“Oh, well I’m sorry even if it hasn’t got anything to do with me and honestly I don’t come out at all but my friend actually annoyed me into coming tonight before he disappeared on me.” He laughed, glad to see you smile slightly too.

It was clear you were much more comfortable now the creep was gone but you still weren’t at ease, fiddling with your ring on your thumb during the conversation.

“I really am thankful you helped me though, and if you’re not usually here I am glad you were tonight, not sure I want to think about what would have happened if you weren’t.”

“Well you don’t have to think about it.”

You looked up at him to give him a small smile, making proper eye contact with for the first time since you sat down.

“I do have one question though.” He asked, waiting for you to nod before he continued, “Why did you pick me to help you? I mean I’m happy to, it’s just there’s just plenty of other men here who would probably love to scare someone away from you.”

“You looked the most serious and not as drunk as everyone else, so I assumed you would be more reliable and-“

You hesitated slightly as if you were embarrassed before continuing, “And I guess you looked a little lonely and could do with some company.”

Bucky almost choked on his drink, he could admit the wasn’t the most social person but normally when people describe him its things like: mean, tired, cold and stuff like that - normally lonely wasn’t used.

“Oh shit was that rude? I’ll get going now.”

“No don’t worry there’s much worse things you could’ve said.”

“That’s good then, I wouldn’t want to insult my fake boyfriend on our first date.” You laughed, a proper laugh that Bucky couldn’t help but laugh with you, and despite barely knowing you, he would do anything to hear you laugh like that again.

“Are you still planning on heading out?”

“Yeah my bed is calling my name after this long day I think.”

“Do you feel safe walking on your own? Because as you said I’m very sober and it would be irresponsible if I didn’t make sure a lovely lady like you got home safe.”

“Wow a man of honour,” you smirked at him, ��but yes if you don’t mind that would actually be great. On one condition though.”

“What condition?”

“You tell me your name, I can’t go around being protected by a man I don’t know the name of.”

“Bucky.”

Your smile grew a little wider and he absolutely loved seeing it, “Well Bucky, it’s nice to meet you, I’m y/n.”

You held out your hand for him to shake as you both stood up, and despite the warm feeling Bucky got in his chest at being in proximity to you, he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, so stepped away. He held the door of the bar open for you as you left, and kept a small distance away from you the whole way to your apartment block, being a complete gentlemen, just like he was raised.

When the two of you were outside your apartment, he stood to the side whilst you fumbled with your keys, and when you were finally successful in opening the door you turned back to him, a nice smile on your face.

“Thanks again for all the help Bucky, you were a fantastic fake boyfriend and it was lovely to meet you.”

“Again it was no problem, and you weren’t too bad at being a fake girlfriend yourself doll.”

There was a slight blush on your cheeks as you looked at him one last time, “Goodnight Bucky.”

You didn’t wait for his response, instead just walking into your apartment, and Bucky found himself with an uncharacteristic grin on his face as he stood there, whispering “Goodnight y/n.” before walking away, hoping that he would bump into you again some day.

[reidsnose]

horror film

overview: reader and spencer watch a scary movie and spook themselves into cuddling

genre: fluff/angst?(yall are scared bc of the movie)/kind of humor

warnings: light swearing, mentions of idk like spooky ghost stuff

a/n: i definitely have been watching far too many horror movies for my own good but i dont have a spencer reid to cuddle up with lmao anyway i hope you guys enjoy it !!! please please let me know what you thing :)

masterlist

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Spencer didn't understand. after all you guys see throughout the day, you want to come home and watch a horror movie. your whole lives were like one big horror movie.

but, regardless, he would walk to the ends of the earth for you (though he did not plan on telling you that), so watching a scary movie with you wouldn't be so bad. in fact, anything would be good with you. he would happily get a root canal if it meant spending more time with you.

he tried to convince himself: a scary movie is like halloween! and he loves halloween. reading about it. learning about it. but getting his adrenaline pumping via jump scare? hmmm..maybe not.

he didn't watch many horror films when he was a kid. his mom didn't do very well with them. and he liked his foreign films better. but watching the light in your eyes twinkle when you asked him to come over to watch together because you were scared to watch alone? how could he say no?

and you were beyond excited to have him over. even though you guys had already hung out outside of work before, you almost never got to pick the movies. truth be told that was because you went along with almost anything he said so you could get closer. and you planned on watching the movie at a friendly distance.

keyword: planned.

but it was now halfway through the movie and you were both cuddled up together in the corner of the couch. and from the beginning of the movie, anytime something remotely creepy happened, Spencer would lean over and whisper what a reasonable explanation could be. or tell you how statistically improbable the events of a certain scene was. and so you two drew closer and closer. and he convinced himself he was telling you the statistics and facts to make sure you dont get too scared; but really it was himself he was trying to calm down.

the movie was what it said it was; scary. but you had watched your fair share of horror movies, and though a couple of the jump scares got you, you were getting a little disinterested and distracted.

every time he leaned over (rather, now he was leaning down) and whispered something to you, you had to fight the urge to kiss him. not to mention. you were snuggled up to you're best friend who you were secretly crushing on and he was pulling you impossibly closer with every creepy scene that flashed on screen. and you were more exhausted than you knew. and Spencer was just so damn comfortable its like the guys arms were made to dream in!

so you started dozing off.

not Spencer.

he couldn't tell if his heart was beating from using you as his own personal teddy bear, or from the horrifying, ghastly scenes unfolding on screen. he didnt even notice you had fallen asleep until he leaned down, eyes glue to the screen, to whisper how unlikely the existence of ghosts was, and you didn't answer. he looked down and let himself audibly sigh. a smile cracking on his lips at the irony of you falling asleep during a horror movie.

one last jump scare had woken you up at the very end of the movie. not so much the jump scare, but the jerk of Spencer's entire body and the slight yelp he let out. and you found yourself feeling sad that Spencer was going to go home.

you told him he could stay if he was scared, to which he replied he was completely not scared (though his lie was very obvious). and having not watched most of the movie, you were able to fall back asleep in no time.

that was not the case for Spencer.

he was incredibly paranoid as he walked up the stairs, afraid an evil spirit would be waiting to scare him in his apartment. and when he lied down to sleep, every shadow that appeared in his room seemed to resemble a ghost. he tossed and turned petrified for about an hour before deciding he couldn't stay alone in his apartment.

so he found himself driving back to your apartment at about midnight to ask if he could sleep in the guest bedroom.

when he arrived at your door you let out a chuckle at his request, giving him a sort of "told you so" talking to as you made arrangements in the guest room so he'd be comfortable. and boy did this make him feel better. he was still very scared, but it wasn't nearly as bad because he knew you were just a room away. he opted to get a glass of water to try and calm down.

you, however, had just now started to be scared as images replayed in your head of things that go bump in the night. you tossed and turned trying not to look at the shadowy corners of your room, but you just couldn't fall back asleep. so you decided to make your way to the kitchen for some water, keeping your head down to avoid spooking yourself via the various oddly shaped nicknacks in your home.

Spencer stiffened as he felt a presence in the room, and he turned to see the shadowy figure of a woman, hobbling towards him, head trained on the floor. he couldn't scream, he couldn't run, he couldn't do anything but stare terrified at the figure.

you looked up as you neared the kitchen, letting out a blood curdling scream when you saw a tall shadow man standing in your kitchen.

Spencer could scream now that the figure began screaming. he let out a high pitched yelp as he stumbled along the wall looking for the light switch. he felt the need to protect you from the ghost, so in a fit of deranged manliness he let out a string of words that in or out of context is completely laughable.

"fuck off you spooky bitch!" the shadow man yelled, finally finding the light switch.

when the light flicked on the confusion and horror stopped. and instead you and Spencer stood equally spooked, in your fight or flight response.

"Spencer?" you croaked, lowering a raised fist. you planned on fighting a ghost?

"y/n?" he asked back equally confused.

"i was getting water what are you doing?" you asked, laughing slightly as you realized what he had yelled out.

"i was too," he chuckled, remembering what he had called out, "sorry for telling you to fuck off and calling you a spooky bitch."

"its ok, sorry for being 100% ready to punch you in the neck."

you two stood in a silence that wasn't exactly comfortable but not awkward either as you got a glass and filled it with water.

"hey do-" he began.

"could i-" you started at the same time.

"you go first," he chuckled, taking a sip of his water.

"i wont be mad if you say no, but could i sleep in the guest bed with you? my room has way too many spooky corners." you asked shyly.

"i was just about to ask that," he smiled.

you let out a relieved sigh before gulping down your water and heading to sleep in the guest room.

you two lied weirdly far at first but after mentioning how the coat hanger looked like a man with horns you two both reached for each other. falling asleep wrapped tightly in each others arms. hearts beating together quickly; but not because of fear.

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utra mega super cool taglist:

@mac99martin @imhreid @spencersmagic @hollydaisy23 @raelady1184 @a-broken-pact @padfootswife @hey-there-angels @star-stuff-in-the-cosmos @sonnydoesrandomshit @coffeereid-deactivated20210303 @averyhotchner @laurakirsten0502 @reidyoulikeabook @remariiana @spencerreid9

[under-the-cherrytree]

Meant to be here❣︎

Amane Yugi x reader

Warning: talks about mental diseases like depression, talk about suicide, attempt suicide

A/n: okay this is self indulgence… This is also based on true traumatizing events that have happened recently to me so I wrote this to try and cope a bit..

When you get traumatized by something, what do you do? You write an Amane x reader about it-

This is also kinda random crap on a page so-

I hope you enjoy my pain of being taken to a mental hospital-

You groaned as the lady behind you placed the cart down a second before the man in front of you did. The man walked over to the big hospital doors, making sure it was locked before he nodded at the woman. She walked in front of you, bending down she unstrapped the two straps around your legs that held you to the cart. 

“You can stand up now” She smiled. How the hell could she just smile at your misery? “You will be staying here for a few days..” You stood up, almost falling due to being strapped down for too long. You walked in what looked like a main room, a TV and table in the center of the room. What caught your attention was a boy that sat on the chair, messing around with a puzzle piece before looking at you. His amber eyes looked at you for a moment before you felt someone grab your arm. 

“Let me check your blood pressure and temperature! Sit, sit!” She pointed at a chair in the corner of the room with medical stuff hanging from it. Without saying anything you sat down, looking at the boy again only to see he was looking somewhere else. You sighed, lowering your eyes to your feet as the nurse put the thermometer in your mouth and quickly took it out again.

“Can I use the phone…?” You looked over at the nurse. 

“Of course! Here let me get it for you…” She stood up, summoning you to follow her which you did.

“Try and spend only fifteen minutes on it… others might want to use it too. And when the call is over, go to someone at the front desk, we will assist you from there.” She hands you a small, old phone. You quickly dialed your parents' number in praying they will pick up.

“Hello?” A woman said on the other line.

“Mom!” You practically shouted into the phone “How are you…?” 

“I’m good, just watching some T.V.” She said in a monotone voice. 

“Really…? You are at home…? You aren’t angry about the situation?” 

“No Y/n, I am very disappointed that you are there. This is very embarrassing for me, what am I going to tell my family? It’s your fault, you talked to the doctor and the doctor recommended you go to the er.”

“Yeah but I didn't know the er would take me to a loony bin!” 

“That's your fault. If they think this is what is better for you then it must be, I’m not a professional.”

“But mom…! Can’t you get me out of here?! I want to go home…”

“Sorry Y/n, but I have no more control over you. They took my custody away. And if child protective services get involved I can't stop them, you will be taken away from me and I can't do anything about it. Maybe it's for the best. Maybe I’m not a good mom.” She said so bluntly, without any care. Not caring if you would be taken away from her. Tears formed in your eyes hearing her words not wanting to be taken away from an environment you were used to. 

“They are going to keep you there for three days to watch you… they already think you are a threat to yourself. The doctor said that you said ‘if I go home tonight I will kill myself’” Your mom said, causing your eyes to widen in shock.

“That I said… what…?” You could barely form words at the lie your doctor said using your false words against your true ones “But I never said that… I never said I was going to kill myself…”

“You didn't? Well it's not like anyone is going to believe you, it's your word against the doctors.”

“But the doctor's words aren't true..! It’s crap that only I know it's true… why wont they believe me...!” 

“This happens… doctors believe other doctors so they can lie all they want. You shouldn’t have got caught up in the system Y/n… it can break you if it wanted to…” 

“Ma’am.” The nurse interrupted you before you could say another word. “It’s 3:00… it's room time. You will stay in your room until 4:00.” 

“Room time…?” You repeated.

“Yes, no phone calls during room time.”

“Okay… mom I have to go. Talk later, maybe, okay..?”

“Sure, talk later I guess.” You hung up the phone and placed it on the table.

“Your room is right over there. You currently have no roommate but that might change soon..” The nurse pointed to a door right across the hall which you assumed was ‘your room’. You nodded and walked over to the room door, opening it with the weird door knob. You closed the door behind you, sitting down in the plain bed with a blanket and one pillow. 

You felt your body break as you fell onto the bed, tears leaving your eyes and staining the pillow. Your mothers words rang through your head, repeating over and over through your ear. 

“I’m… a disappointment now…” You mumbled to yourself, crying more.

You didn’t want this life anymore.

Around 45 minutes later, you finally calmed down a bit when you heard a knock at your door. The person outside didn't even wait for you to answer when they opened the door and walked in. 

“It’s almost 4:00, that means group activities. Let's go.” She said, holding the door open for you. You got up and followed the nurse into a room with a big table and some chairs, some chairs already taken by other patients.

“Go sit anywhere” The lady said and closed the door leaving you in there. You looked around, fiddling with the rim of your shirt as you looked for a seat. You quickly walked to a seat in the back, examining the room and all the people you should be staying with for a while. 

You heard the chair next to you pull out and you looked to who was sitting next to you. The same amber eyes that looked at you earlier were staring at you now as well. You jumped in your seat seeing the way the boy stared at you, growing nervous. You couldn’t help but blush at how cute he was, staring at you with intense eyes, but his eyes looked duel… sad almost. It might have been just you but he looked like he was crying…

Before you could even open your mouth to speak, an older blond woman entered the room.

“Good afternoon!” She smiled “How are you guys today?” No one made a sound. You could feel the awkward tension rising as you only got more nervous by it. 

“Okay then… Well today we will be questioning someone else like an interview about different things they like! I have a paper full of questions, you can work with the person sitting next to you.” You almost instantly looked at the choppy haired boy. The woman passed out the paper of the positive question you placed it between you and the boy.

“Amane.” The boy said, softly yet sternly.

“What was that…?” You asked, not sure what you heard the first time.

“My name is Amane. Amane Yugi.” He turned to you. 

“Oh! I’m Y/n, Y/n L/n” You smiled a bit, happy he was at least talking to you. 

“Why are you here?”

You didn’t want to answer that question… not right now...

“Well… It was more of a misunderstanding… I wasn’t supposed to come here, I was supposed to seek counselling with a therapist but the doctor lied about what I said and I ended up here…” 

“Oh… okay.” 

“How did you end up here?” 

“I don't want to talk about it…”

“Oh…” You felt shivers go down your spine hearing his serious tone.

“I do hope you get out of here, but that isn’t going to be easy…”

“Oh…” you turned to him “thanks then… I hope I get out of here as well”

“You should really be careful here as well… this place is the thing that drives you insane. If you act normal for three days you should be good to get out..”

“Right… but what about you…?” 

“I’m stuck here. I don't think there is hope for me to get out. But there is for you…” He aura got sadder and quieter as you looked at him in pity.   

“Amane I-”

“I’ll help you Y/n” 

“You… you will…?” 

“Of course… I have nothing better to do after all” He leaned back in his chair with a smile.

“But why…?” You asked nervously. Can you even trust him? He is in a mental hospital.

“Why?” He looked at you, his lips quickly forming into a smirk. “Well I guess… you are quite sexy~” 

“I-I’m what-?!” You punched his arm.

“Hey! Calm down, I was only teasing! But if you do end up staying, I promise I will protect you from this place. I guess you can say… I just feel like we were both meant to be here… meant to meet each other”

“Meant to be here…?” You repeated to yourself, confused. But not yet did you know that he was correct. You two were really meant for each other. 

Again, random crap but if this gets popular enough I might do a part two cause why not-

[wh6res]

127 SQUAD AND ROMANTIC BF TINGS

tw a lil bit of suggestive on jae's but nothing explicit

✰ — TAEIL would sing lullabies over the phone or video call. you and him would just be doing your own thing, not talking but enjoying being each other's presence. he'll probably pull out his guitar and start singing random songs until he eventually notices you fell asleep on him. will not end the call and when you wake up in the morning, his snores and his cute sleeping face is the first thing you see. "love? you still there? ... taeil?" then laugh out loud when you hear his snores instead. "okay yeah lets sleep more" the call will only end probably because his phone died. he kinda strikes me as a guy who's phone is always < 50% battery lmao

✰ — JOHNNY is your everything. literally. as long as he has the power of youtube, google, and instruction manuals on his side, he can fix anything and everything for you. we've all seen him do crafty things on jcc lmao so it'll probably apply to relationships as well. will 100% say you now owe him cuddles for fixing something for you. you kinda dont like the fact that he's doing all these things for you so you try doing them on your own without him knowing only to fail big time. "what did we learn today?" "never touch the pipes under the sink" "and?" "and always ask johnny for help" "nuh-uh thats not how i said it" you sigh exasperatedly "always let my smokin hot amazing handsome boyfriend johnny suh get the job done"

✰ — TAEYONG doesn't care whether you take the time shopping or not. in fact, he loves seeing you all excited and giddy for pampering yourself as you should. totally the type to hold the paper bags even if you complain and say you can manage on your own. is a complete angel and will wait patiently outside changing rooms and will give you genuine insight he has of the clothes you picked. "that looks nice. you should get that. the length is just right and the sleeves help accentuate your waist" "really yongie?" "yes love. i mean you look pretty in everything anyway" miss ma'am my heart just fucking melted ?¿?

✰ — YUTA doesn't look like it but will exert real effort into things. would be the type to have a note or a google doc about your favorite orders from restaurants because he just loves how your eyes light up appreciatively and you look so smitten by him. its like a cheat sheet. eventually he memorizes the list with how much time he spends with you and he wont even need it. the type to always bring you food before meeting you (if its just hanging out inside the house). "no way! i was just craving for these!" he smiles before kissing your forehead, volunteering to put the food out its container for you. "i figured. you'd been working since this afternoon. lets eat first then you can tell me about what you've been working on so i can help you, okay?"

✰ — DOYOUNG loves cooking for you. i highkey feel like its his love language? like cooking for you and seeing your eyes light up as it darts back to him after you take your first bite from whatever he cooked just gives him so much happiness. its disgustingly sappy and he doesn't like talking about it. now he understood fully what it meant to see your loved ones eating and being full yourself or some shit. idk how the actual quote goes okay dont come 4 me but u probably get it. anyway the type to always pack you lunch and will get hella mad if you skip meals. "what do you mean you havent eaten yet?" "yeah but i will after i--" "you mean you're going to eat Now?" "what? no maybe later--" "thats it im coming over"

✰ — JAEHYUN would be the type to make you playlists. its really random sometimes he'll send them to you in the early morning for the heck of it bc he cant sleep. most of the time its him being horny lmao the frat boy in him awakening and sending you a playlist called imma blow your back out or something extremely cringey and thirsty pls dont block his sorry ass maybe he'd spell out the words using song titles too! idk jae just rlly strikes me as a guy who's love language is music. "hey babe did you check the playlist i sent you?" "wtf its 4am???" "oh so you havent listened to it yet?" "fuck off" but at the end of the day he'll come over and will use the playlist to,,, you know,,, do the sexy thing ;)

✰ — JUNGWOO always makes sure you walk on the inside of the road. you know when you're walking in the street and he softly nudges your waist? yes. will probably even scold you playfully because with how long its been since you both are together, "babe you always walk on the inside of the road how many times do i have to tell you?" is also the type to remind you to wear your seatbelt immediately after hopping onto his car. would ask you Again while in the middle of the car ride because he forgot that he already asked you earlier. please don't mind him he's just looking out for you bb. "seatbelt?" "yes, babe. already done" "are you sure? i dont think i heard it click--" "babe eyes on the road please" "oh right sorry"

✰ — MARK sends you tiktoks, vines, or memes. this is his love language fite me im calling it. he just wants to see you laugh too okay? thats why he does it. i mean it made him laugh, so maybe it will you laugh too. also because he hopes to make inside jokes with u cuz he believes thats how people really get close and stuff. would definitely love it if you do the same thing with him. you'd be chilling in the sofa while khalid plays on the bluetooth speaker and he'll suddenly go "babe babe babe check this out!" then you both proceed to laugh at a vine for the next thirty minutes <3 #living.the.yn.life

✰ — HAECHAN will do your skincare for you when you're drunk or super tired that you just passed out cold on the bed. would probably come into the room to see you snoring and tutting bc now he has to do it for you again but meh deep down he loves it because he enjoys admiring your sleeping face. its sorta like a healing thing for him? yeah it just washes away all the stress he's feeling and bb is just excited about the idea that this becomes "your thing" with him if u get what im saying? altho the next day he'll probably use it as a leverage to get out of chores :) "no way im not folding our clothes" "and why is that?" "i took your make up off yesterday u know how hard that is? im still tired" "but its literally the next day--" "awww thank you for doing my chores, baby! u the best!" ._.

[thr-333]

Drastic Measures- Part 1

@daminette-december2019-2020 ​

~Inspiration~

*Emerges from my hole*: oh ho ho~ we have another month of inspiration on our hands!

Next

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Marinette steps through the portal immediately collapsing; she doesn't drop the transformation until she hears Chat drop down next to her. She calls the transformation of both the Horse and Ladybug miraculous, knowing Chat will close his eyes without her asking, Marinette does the same for him as he calls off his own.

They stay like that, panting on the rooftop. It’ll be sunrise soon, Marinette knows what she has to do.

“He’s moved,” She breaks the silence. Stating the obvious, they’ve known this for months.

“At least he wont be bothering Paris anymore,” Chat laughs, without any humor.

“But Gotham is so much worse,” Marinette groans, “We can’t keep doing this, not like we are, Spots on,”

Marinette stands letting the transformation wash over her while keeping her eyes shut, this will be easier to say without looking at him anyway.

“Chat Noir, hand over your miraculous,” Marinette recoils at the wounded sound he makes, “I have to leave Paris,”

“What? No! Claws out!” Marinette opens her eyes to see Chat, furious and with tears in his eyes, “I’m coming with you!”

She thought he would say that. Probably would have hurt if he didn’t.

“I can’t just ask you to leave your life, your friends,” Marinette chokes up, “Your family,”

“And what about you?!” Chat says with such heartbreaking sincerity, “Who will you be leaving behind!?”

“... Everyone,”

But she had put it off for too long. Hawkmoth slowed his attacks in Paris months ago, they thought he was giving up… then he attacked Gotham. The attacks in Paris stopped. The ones in Gotham were so much worse. She thought… she thought she could keep it up, jumping through a portal every time Gotham needed her. It was the best of both worlds. Her family and friends were safe and she could still defeat Hawkmoth. But nothing was ever that easy. Gotham needed her, completely, with undivided attention. Paris didn’t. Gotham needed Ladybug more than Paris needed Marinette.

“Not me,” Chat breaks Marinette from her thoughts, gently holding her shoulders, “I’m coming with you,”

She should argue. She planned to argue, every detail ever rebuttal. But she was weak. Marinette so desperately wanted him to come. To have someone, anyone there for her. No not anyone she wanted Chat by her side. Her partner through thick and thin. The one who would help her take down Hawkmoth. It was so unbelievably selfish. 

She wanted him with her more than she wanted him to live his life here.

“Chat you realize we can’t tell anyone,” They could make the connection, they would try to stop them, or worse, follow them. If they went to Gotham alone at least they wouldn't have a life outside of this, they could focus wholly on taking down Hawkmoth, and maybe finally succeed, “... we have to run away,”

“Bug a boo that's the fun part,” Chat teases, Marinette couldn't see how leaving her friends and family would be at all fun, “... sorry… I know you’re leaving a lot behind,”

“If you do this-”

“When I do this,” Marinette raises a brow at him, he does it right back.

“We should reveal our identities,”

“Oh no, what a shame,” Chat dramatically ‘faints’, “Damn that makes this so much harder,”

“You know what?” Marinette ‘thoughtfully’ taps her chin, “I can probably find a new Chat Noir,”

“No, no! Sorry,” Chat immediately stands back up, “That’s obviously not why I’m doing this,”

“I know kitty,” Marinette smiles, getting him to relax, “But you need to think this over, I’m… I’m going to go pack,”

“Don’t need to think it over,” Chat smirks, “Claws off!”

“Chat! NO!” Marinette yelps, chiding, before actually processing who it was standing before her, “Adrien?!”

“Uhh, you know me?” Adrien stands there so awkwardly Marinette just burst into laughter, “Ummm,”

“S-sorry it’s it’s just,” Marinette held her sides as she kept cracking up, “Spots off!”

Her transformation fell and at that moment Marinette couldn’t even manage to feel any anxiety at him finding out, the ‘o’ face he made was too priceless. Before she could even think of being nervous Adrien also bursts out laughing, the two ending up as wheezing messes on the rooftop. It took a long while and lots of giggling to calm down.

“Well at least I’m not leaving all my friends behind,” Marinette says to the sky, “That is if you still want to come?”

“Meet you here tomorrow Marinette,” Adrien stands up, offering a hand to Marinette, “Same time,”

“See you kitty,” Marinette waves as they part ways, for now. She had a lot she needed to do today.

Marinette doesn't sleep when she gets home. She searches deep in her draws for that special fabric she put aside. Flips through her sketchbook to find that perfect design she did once. Then gets to work making a pattern. It is well past sunrise by the time she is done. She’s late for school. It doesn't matter anymore.

Not running to class for once she makes sure her parents are free later that night. She’d like to spend all day with them, but Marinette wants to see her friends one last time. She stuffs her bag with all the presents she had made her friends for future birthdays. Might as well give them now. Lila smirks at her as she walks into class, Marinette would usually worry. It doesn't matter anymore.

“Hey girl, I was wondering, Lila said some-” Marinette cuts her off, handing Alya a pile of wrapped gifts.

“Hi, sorry I’ve been busy, kind of went into a design frenzy,” Marinette laughs sheepishly, “I was going to give them at your birthday, but I just couldn't wait,”

“Awe, girl this is amazing!” Alya holds up the jacket Marinette made a few months ago, she hugs Marinette tight, “See I told you, Lila, Marinette's just been busy!”

“Too busy to make me anything, I’m sure,” Lila says, teary eyed.

“Actually no,” Marinette smiles, enjoying the utterly shocked look.

“I made this to welcome you to the class, but then you went to Achu,” Marinette places it down with open hostility, “And, well, there wasn't really an opportunity after that,”

After that Lila has a hard time trying to twist it against her. Even the complaints that the bandanna is so much smaller than everyone else's gifts is weak as it has beautiful embroidery of a fox and ladybug, everyone cooing over how sweet and personal the design is. Back when Marinette actually believed her lie that they could start over and be friends. It also was hard to turn anyone against Marinette as she handed out presents to anyone that walked through the door. Laughing and apologizing for her absence lately, claiming the whole time she was making things for them.

When Adrien came to class they both tried to stifle their laughter. Marinette only gave him one thing, so as not to be suspicious. It would help to have all new clothes when they ran away, she would give the rest to him then. It was a scarf, one she made a while ago with the new addition of a green cat paw in the corner.

Marinette, for all intents and purposes, felt wonderful for the rest of the day. She caught up with her friends, felt closer to them than she had in a while actually. They talked and laughed, Marinette for once not encouraging them to keep quiet, joking along with them, and taking a million pictures. Madame bustier didn't complain much, after all, she had an all-new makeup bag plus more.

It was fun. And the ‘see you tomorrow’ was hollow.

Marinette was dreading going back home. She asked for a special dinner that night, saying she had a special surprise to show them. And special it was, Marinette had made a new dress for her Maman, a more casual version of her wedding dress, with a special Marinette flare, plus a matching outfit for her Papa. They smiled saying it was beautiful, just as they had with her very first design and everything she made since then. They ate together and played video games together.

Marinette asked to look at old photo albums and they spent the rest of the night pouring over them. If she slipped a few out to take with her, neither noticed.

“I love you both,” Marinette hugs them tight, imagining she’ll never see them again.

Even if they do defeat Hawkmoth, Marinette's not sure she’ll make it through the fight. She could be gone for years, or maybe never return to Paris. Marinette didn’t know if she’d ever see them again, this could be it.

“We love you too,” Her Maman smiles, cupping her cheek, “Now go to bed we don't want you to be late for school tomorrow,”

Sorry I will be

Marinette just nods, hugging them one last time before heading upstairs. She packs her bag, full of newly brought or made clothes, clothes for Adrien, food, and whatever cash she had on hand. She leaves a note, saying there's something she has to do, that she loves them both and this is in no way their fault, not to look for her but Marinette doubts they’ll listen. She grabs her bag and the miracle box, saying goodbye to her home and disappearing into the night with Tikki.

By the time she meets up with Adrien Marinette is a sobbing mess. They hug each other. Adrien's not crying but she can sense the deep sadness in him. Tikki hugs her too, getting Marinette to calm down.

“So what’s the plan?”

“Go to Gotham,” Marinette shrugs, that was really the extent of it.

“We have nowhere to go,” Chat hums, trying to act nonchalant about everything, 

“I guess this means we’re homeless,” Marinette shrugs again, she had really only planned this for herself, and none of that seemed like a concern.

“We can find an abandoned warehouse, set up shop,”

“Either way we’re going to be pretty busy,” Constantly on the run, either running from someone or running after someone.

“Well, you know what they say,” Chat smirks, “We’ll sleep when this bastard is taken down,”

“You know it,” Marinette smiles, genuinely this time, “Pound it?”

“Pound it,”

 ---

 “After last week we can indeed confirm these attacks are occurring,”

“Oh sure it wasn't like I told you a month ago,” Jason scoffs, getting glared at by Bruce for interrupting.

“Well you have to admit ‘this guy came and destroyed ten blocks’ is pretty unbelievable when everything’s unscratched,” Tim continues to tap away at his computer, “And now we know the cause,”

The footage was shakily taken from the next building over, partly destroyed. With a bright light everything was fixed.

“Magic,” Dick says needlessly.

“Meta humans,” Batman growls, “Not approved and playing at being heroes,”

“Can we really complain if they fix everything after a fight?” Duke speaks up, “The police didn't even report any casualties, they don’t seem to be rookies,”

“Magic makes them reckless,” Batman shuts the argument down, “More so if they can fix everything, what happens when they can’t?”

“So basically you want them out,” Damian cuts in, there was no point arguing over it for however long, Bruce wouldn't allow them to keep roaming the city.

“Yes,” Bruce fixes them all with a hard stare, making it clear this is an order, “When you come in contact tell them they are to leave or be removed,”

They all agreed. Damian wishes he didn’t have to waste his time worrying about some second rate wannabes thinking they could challenge Batman for the protection of Gotham. They couldn't. What did they have that Batman didn’t?

 ---

 A lot was the answer. 

Or this particular new villain. It didn’t make any sense, usually, first time villains were easier to deal with, but no, here Robin was watching as Batman fought a losing battle against them. It didn’t help that they were brainwashing civilians, turning them against the rest. Robin was given very specific instructions not to harm them. Hard when they had no such orders.

Robin barely processes that Batman is thrown through a building before the main villain is turning to him. At least he could use more drastic measures with the actual villain, unsheathing his sword Robin lunges. He trades a few blows, unfortunately doing less damage than the villain can do with a singular super powered punch. With super strength, magic and Gotham citizens being steadily taken over this was looking more like a Justice league threat by the second. Everytime the villains should be down for the count they got back up, Damian couldn't find their weakness.

Robin knows he took a wrong step as the villain doesn't rush forward to take advantage but shoots out a beam, the same one Damian had just watch turn a civilian against the rest of his family. And he has no leverage to dodge. This would be so much worse than the civilians, setting his strength against the others? Without concern for killing them? Would Damian remember?

“Watch out!” A wire wraps around Robin, yanking him out of the way. He falls at someone's feet the wire slipping away, he can hear it whirling above him. 

Damian sits up, looking to who grabbed him, ready to fight if necessary, and- Loses his breath.

She's standing over him protectively, a makeshift wire shield repelling the beams that had been causing them so much trouble with ease. Like it was second nature. She looks down at him and smiles so gently, without a hint of fear or worry. Promising she has everything under control.

There's something to be said of Batman's intimidating, steady nature. It can put people at ease in its own way and be even more effective at cutting down enemies with a glare. But this? This is warmth, assurance, a steady appearance more in line with Wonder Woman yet still completely it’s own.

“You alright?” She holds out a hand for him.

Damian snaps out of it taking her hand startling at how she actually lifts him up without any effort on his part.

“Chat you ready?”

“Ready my Lady!”

My lady? Who’s Chat?

His answer comes a second later as a spotted container comes crashing down, fracturing the street. In an instant, the wire wraps around the container a hundred times over.

“Now!” My Lady commands.

“Cataclysm!” Chat yells out, the container crumbles under his touch, wire moving in to constrict around the villain.

The villain thrashes, still being able to send out beams wildly and with their minions closing in. Chat breaks off to fend them all off while Robin tries to catch his breath, Batman still in the rubble of a building. My Lady can’t hold the villain back and fight at the same time. Damian struggles to stand up and help her.

“Lucky charm replay!” 

Robin cringes at the bright light then watches as another spotted object falls into her hands. It’s a bent tube she looks around for a few seconds before holding it up. Damian rushes forward as a beam races towards her and she makes no effort to dodge. She catches it with the tube sending it back to the villain, it hits them square in the chest with no effect. Lady nods to herself before doing the same with the next beam. This time robin watches as it misses the villain, grazing their ear and sending their ear peice flying off.

“Chat!”

“On it!” Chat Noir catches the earring from midair, calling cataclysm again turning it to dust.

Damian watches not willing to let his jaw drop as the hideous villain transforms into a normal civilian. It’s such an intriguing sight that Robin startles when something flies towards Chat Noir snatching a purple butterfly from the air and pulling it back to My Lady. A few seconds later a white butterfly is flying out a… yo yo?

“Bye bye little butterfly,” She waves the glowing white butterfly away.

That was so cute

“Who are you?” Batman demands having just recovered, motioning for them to circle around them.

“Uh, your welcome,” Chat Noir scoffs, helping the previous villain up.

“I am Ladybug, this is my partner Chat Noir,” Partner? “We’re the previous heroes of Paris,”

“Paris has no heroes,” Batman glares at them, civilians around them still closing in Robin turns his defenses towards them.

“Then that makes the past what six? Seven? Years really awkward,” Chat Noir looks at Ladybug who shrugs, a civilian takes a swing at her she dodges smoothly before throwing the pipe in the air.

“Miraculous Ladybug!” Now Robin's jaw does drop as a thousand glowing ladybugs swarm around the nearby buildings, maybe all of Gotham not even leaving a scratch behind.

“Why are you in Gotham now then?” Batman recovers first, civilians nearby blinking back into reality.

“Hawkmoth has moved his operations to Gotham to feed off the negative emotions here,” well there’s plenty of that here “It makes his Akuma more powerful and we can no longer continue to operate from Paris,”

“Then he’s in Gotham now and is my problem,” our problem “I can handle this,”

“Well you did a great job of that,” Chat Noir rolls his eyes, leaning on his staff, “How's your back by the way?”

“Chat Noir,”  Ladybug scowls, then turns to Batman, “You can’t and it’s my responsibility as Ladybug and as guardian of the miraculous,”

“What's that-”

Nightwing is interrupted by a beeping from Chat Noir's ring.

“It would be that, we have to go now,” Chat Noir salutes moving to leave, they tighten their circle surrounding them.

“You will leave Gotham,” Batman demands, this time its Ladybugs turn to glare she tsks and rounds on him, not managing to seem that threatening in her brightly colored costume.

“You don’t know who Hawkmoth is, you don’t know what Akuma are, you don't know about the miraculous, you have no clue about the guardians, you hadn't heard of whats been happening in Paris for years and you don’t know who we are or what we’ve done,” Batman is shocked under the forces of the heroine's righteous fury, “There are things going on here that you don't understand, we are here to stay until hawkmoth is defeated,”

Robin watches as she leaves a shell shocked Batman behind dissapering into Gotham’s night with her partner.

Inspiring

 —-

 “And why can’t they be in Gotham?” Damian demands from him yet again.

“No metahumans,” Bruce sighs, Damian had been unreasonably stubborn on this front, “They only cause more damage,”

“Actually they repaired a lot,” Damian leans over the desk to glare over that him, “And saved you,”

“Go to bed,” Bruce demands, Alfred busy patching up his wounds. Damian scoffs before storming out of the cave, still half in his robin uniform, “Whats wrong with him?”

“I couldn’t say, master Bruce,” Usually for Alfred that meant he knew exactly what was going on. He tied the final bandage before holding the phone out, “There's a call for you,”

Bruce shrugs on his shirt before answering. It wasn't the phone reserved for business so at least it wouldn't be that big a pain in the neck.

“Bruce,”

Never mind

“Talia,” Bruce growls, going to glare at Alfred who had already made himself scarce, “What do you want?”

“Oh please I’m not up to anything sinister,” Bruce can just imagine her waving him off with a smirk, “This time,”

“But you still want something,” Bruce acknowledged, sinister or not she can cause a lot more trouble without being out too.

“A missing person case, a friend of mine got in touch, her daughter ran away yesterday, l thought it would be right up your alley,”

“Why would you tell me this,” There was obviously more to this, there always was with Talia, “And more importantly why do you care,”

“Oh because she’s Sabine's daughter,” Bruce freezes, a million case files and reports flashing through his mind, none of which outlined a daughter let alone a family, “Surely you’ve heard of Sabine?”

“... We’re on the case,”

“Great, good luck~”

Now he has to worry about potentially one of the most dangerous assassins in the world on the loose. A shift in the shadows catches his eye before disappearing. Great. And now the whole family knew, or would soon.

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