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ART DUMP TIME and guess what, it’s all murder drones. AND a rare appearance of my after death AU what what

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Hey guys! Welcome to the first page of MURDER DRONES: TOTALITY! IM SO SO EXCITED FOR THE COMIC AND THE STORY I HAVE PLANNED!

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Here’s the synopsis!:

Barely escaping the mass destruction of Copper 9, as well as losing Uzi to the Absolute Solver, N, V, J, Khan, Lizzy and Thad find their way through the galaxy to the Earth-like planet “Jericho”; where they look for refuge and plan to fight back. Their new goal, stop the solver from destroying the last remaining human colonized planet by any means necessary, find JCJENSON and report their findings. It shouldn’t be THAT hard…right?

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The idea is to have pages coming out every Sunday @ around 7 pm US EST or every 2 Sundays (if life gets busy lol, I will let you guys know!)

I hope you guys really enjoy this comic, as well as the character development I have planned for it! Enjoy! <3

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MY NEW MEGA COOL OFFICIAL GLITCH CERTFIED SKIBIDI TOILET AWESOME MURDER DRONE EPISODE TIER LIST :D

Yeah. I'm back with another tier list. The old one is kinda out dated in my views on the show, plus I didn't have episode 8 in it....or maybe even 7? IDK. I'm not going back to check.

There will be explanations as to why I like these episodes (Or don't like them)/ You don't have to read them. They aren't that important lol.

Alright Let's get to it.

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#8: Episode 5-Home

Yeah. I definitely ranked this episode WAY higher when I made the first tier lists. It's not really a bad episode in anyway, but it's definitely a confusing one. Also it's just the least entertaining to me. I often find myself skipping it because it's honestly not that replayable to me. It's not bad, just, eh?

#7: Episode 1-Pilot

The pilot is alright but definitely not the best episode out there. The animation is the worst here. It makes sense since this was the FIRST episode and it really isn't too bad for what it is, but it has definitely aged poorly compared to the rest of the series. I don't really get the the teenage hormone jokes. I get that it's not really that deep but they make no sense since their robots. Honestly the only joke I liked was the one with Uzi's presentation. That was good. However this episode does give you feral N, Thad screentime, and Uzi's railgun, so It gets points for that. Overall, it's pretty entertaining but not MD's best.

#6: Episode 8-Absolute End

I really wanted to like this one. I really really REALLY wanted to. TO be fear, It's not a bad episode in itself. I love the animation and I loved all of the scenes with Cyn in them. It's amazing how they were able to make her cute while also making her an actual threat to be feared. The music is top-notched and it's a very entertaining episode. Unfortunately, this is no normal episode. It's the finale, and that's where I have to take off points. There are so many missed opportunities here or ideas in the episode that I think could have been played around with more. This episode also had really bad pacing issues. You could say that about any MD's episode but it is BAD here. Overall, an alright episode, but a bad finale.

#5: Episode 3-The Promning

Alright. Now we're at the point of episodes I REALLY liked. Promning is just a cute episode overall, with N and Uzi having a awkward reunion before running to save V's ass in the last second. I like the fight scene between Uzi and Doll and I like the small little dancy dance that N and Uzi did. This is the also thye episode I think shit really starts to hits the fan with Uzi's powers and therefore makes it more exciting.

#4: Episode 2- Heartbreak

This episode isn't really that popular and it's such a shame because it is SO good! I honestly think this episode was peak purely for the N, Uzi, and Thad trio dynamic. Seriously they work real well together and I'm sad that they never really grouped up like this afterwards. It's honestly super amusing to see N or Uzi interacting with other people that aren't each other. This episode is also the most horrifying to me honestly. The idea of never being sure weather or not anything you see is real is kinda scary and the lord knows I'd be more then paranoid after the shot Uzi went through in that episode

#3: Episode 6: Dead End

Still a solid episode in my book. I...don't really have anything to yap about. I'm not sure why it's so high on the list. I really liked Tessa in this episode. So much so that I cry every time I remember it's not actually Tessa. I like the small Nuzi moment and V's sacrifice, while a bit sudden, did an alright job finishing her arc, leaving episode 8 to clean things up a bit. Overall, an entertaining episode.

#2: Episode 7: Final destination

YOU GUYS DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE FINAL DESTINATION. YOU DON'T KNOW! Episode 7 is THE goat. We get to see Nori and Yeva before they got messed up by Disassembly drones and they are the cutest best friends ever. Their so cute that it's almost sad how much their daughters hate each other. Then we have N's reaction to V's death which chef kiss. I love N and Nori's dynamic, I like the fight with Solver Uzi, I like when N killed Tessa (Badass moment), I like Uzi's sacrifice, I loved Thad and Lizzy's involvement. This episode has a special place in my heart. Some say this is where the series fell off but I say that's a load of BS! Episode 7 is an easy 4.5 stars.

#1: Episode 4: Cabin fever

Cabin Fever is just a very heartwarming silly episode. First of all, I love N and V in camp councilor uniforms. They are unironically the best outfits in the series. It's nice to see the DD's interact with the background character and I really love solver Uzi. She's so feral and cute. I wanna pinch he little cheeks. However, My main reason for loving this episode is the ski diving therapy Uzi and N had. It just really feeds my Nuzi heart and honestly, this episode was really the one that convinced me that they were meant to be. They just know how to talk to each other and confide with each other. It shows that their bond is so strong. How they'll do anything for each other. I'm almost sort of envious. I need an N in my life :<. Anyways I do deem this to be my favorite episode. That and also Vizzy sitting together on a bus. Their also real cute and I wish they interacted more, especially since they are canonically friends.

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[ hey guys. if i leave you with a really self indulgent doodle will you watch it and make sure i don’t make a whole au / arc outta this ]

[ ok thanks. i’ve given you tfem silver, i’ve given you murder drones silver, hell i’ve even given you a pokepasta silver before. now i present to you, the peak of self indulgence; ]

[ baile folklorico preciousmetal OK NOW IM RUNNING AWAY BYEEE ]

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40th year anniversary of Tetris special post.

(Various ramblings down below).

By the way, I don't see J as wasted potential until she dies again. After my most recent rewatch of Murder Drones, I do think that J could have had some interesting stuff to do in our current plot, or at least that's what my new highly critical phase of Murder Drones tells me, but as she is now, I don't get why the fandom fixates so much on her having zero screen time when there's already so many characters that need to be developed.

Originally, I was going to make an "all the problems that I have with Doll" post, but then I realised that this entire time after the release of episode 7 I've been going through the 5 stages of grief, and now I've reached anger, the phase where I take out all of my frustrations on the show, so instead I'll be reserving my honest opinions on the matter to a later date; but not before dropping the nuclear bomb on you:

I feel more sympathy towards Judge Claude Frollo and Lord Shen than I feel for Doll. No I'm serious (rhetorically).

You see, the thing is that, with Frollo, you could see the innate humanity within him, especially in the Hellfire scene. When you rewatch the movie a second time, you realise that Frollo never had a moment where he was truly happy with what was happening. Sure, he took a little bit of pleasure by hearing a guy getting frustrated across the room, but that was only because he thought he was punishing the sinful, not because he genuinely found sadistic pleasure in the act of violence. Yeah, sure, he tried to r##e a Latina woman, it's as unforgivable and inexcusable as you can get, but it's not like you couldn't see all the conflicting feelings of internalised Christian indoctrination that led him to become such a sick and vile individual, you can pin down a character arc without even having a single clue of its existence.

Same thing with Lord Shen: part of the reason why he's such an amazing antagonist, it's because the movie spends a large chunk of his runtime showcasing his emotions and paranoia, you can easily cut out a lot of the scenes with the Soothsayer and it would be just fine, but the fact that we see those scenes and the relationship between the two adds multiple layers of depth and enjoyment to his character. Also you should know that genocide is more excusable than r##e in fiction, it's just a fact.

But with Doll.... we never get any of that. Liam wrote Doll in the same way DreamWorks wrote Tai Lung: a threat first, and a sympathetic villain second. Except, with Tai Lung, when time came to shove the writers committed to his sympathetic traits, showcasing his emotions, backstory, and all of that. But Liam instead just ended up committing to Doll being mysterious and threatening but almost accidentally never delved deep into the human elements that he gave her and then just ended up killing her off in an anticlimactic way like a plot device when she overstayed her welcome.

For the longest time, I couldn't understand why comments like this existed:

Like, why? Doll had as sympathetic of a backstory as a children's program animated villain could get, it's not the most tragic thing in Murder Drones but by regular standards it was peak, and she was forced to cannibalise her classmates like Uzi was, and grew desensitized to other people's lives when all of the adults and classmates forgot to check out on her. Surely the broken, lonely orphan would be more emotionally captivating than the genocidal war machine right?

But that's the thing: we actually get a look into V's mind. We know about the humanity present within her. We saw her struggles, the things that tick her off, while with Doll, we only get a backbone of a character, she's more of a force of nature but personified into a generic b###h, she never seems to particularly struggle with anything throughout the plot, so it's really hard to feel any sympathy for her until you start to think hard about it.

But that's enough of these silly ramblings: today it's a special occasion, it's the 40th anniversary of Tetris, and when I learned about it, I knew that I had to rush out a celebratory post for our Russian Queen: Yeva.

So here there's a smaller version of my work on the Doll catalogue but for Yeva. Some good art and some good comments. (Once again to all of the artists, I will erase your names and projects from this post if you find it uncomfortable).

Please enjoy.

Yeva art by @yakkuo13 :

Mama Yeva

Crab fight

Beautiful clothes

Art by @sir-dahlia

Cup of tea

Art by @eveledoze :

Russian lifestyle

Lab mates

Yeva ideas by @dreamii-krybaby :

A tragic au

A badass

Death from the get go

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Well, Iran Definitely Hit Israel. So What Now?

This is the greatest thing that has ever happened.

You’re the man now, dog.

Mere hours after I posted a long piece pontificating about the situation in the Middle East, which included a segment bullying the Iranians over their reluctance to act against Israel, word came down that the Iranians were preparing a large strike on The Satan. The attack came shortly after the announcement.

I’m told that the Ayatollah made the decision after reading my piece, telling a government meeting, “Anglin is right, you guys are acting like fags – launch the missiles. Allah wills it.”

The show did not disappoint. In fact, it is the best thing that has ever happened, at least since the Holocaust.

Watching the Jews screaming as missiles lit up the skies over Tel Aviv and rained down on Jew locations, I could not remember feeling this level of childlike glee since… well, since I was a child.

I made a playlist and just kept watching the bombing supercut over and over, while calling in a champagne drop, Helldivers style.

I invited out the neighbors to drink and dance. The corks were popping across the room, mimicking the bombs over Jewland, with the playlist including ABBA, Starship, and Belinda Carlisle.

It was like the third act peak scene in a John Hughes movie.

I was as happy as these guys:

Regardless of what happens after this, the joy that I felt watching those bombs rain down will last forever. It is a moment of triumph seared into the fabric of eternity. No one can ever take that away from us.

Of course, what I would like to see is a lot more of what we all saw last night. I don’t want the party to ever end.

What Happened?

Bringing a printed copy of my article to the president and other government officials, the Ayatollah personally ordered the strikes, with the government stating that the attack was in response to the murder of Nasrallah, Haniyeh, and others. Clearly, dedicating the strikes to fallen heroes was symbolic, and the reality is that Iran was finally following through on the promise they made to defend Lebanon.

Though I’m joking about my bullying article being the impetus for the attack (although no one can prove that isn’t true), it is true that Ayatollah Khamenei himself, who is 85 years old, had to go in and order the strike personally because the political government of Iran is filled with fags and Mossad spies.

Titled “Operation True Promise 2,” which I’m sure sounds cooler in Persian, Iran used hundreds of ballistic missiles, including hypersonic Fattah missiles. Iran announced that this was merely the “first wave,” and did not elaborate. Let’s hope that’s true. I could watch videos of missiles raining down on Israel for the next 40 years and die a happy man.

Perhaps suspiciously, the Israeli defense systems did not appear to do very much. You have maximalist claims from both sides, so it’s difficult to determine the truth, but Iran claims that at least 80% of the missiles were not intercepted. Part of this might be the inability of Israel’s defense systems to stop ballistic missiles. The much-touted “Iron Dome” is actually only to protect from short and medium range missiles launched from Palestine and Lebanon (which it doesn’t do very well), with the US-made “David’s Sling” and Archer systems designed to stop much faster, long-range missiles. Those systems have not been tested, other than partially (but not really) during the April strike by Iran, which used much slower-moving missiles and drones and was telegraphed early and many of the missiles were shot down by US air forces.

This attack was not announced in advance, and Western state media announced it only hours before, presumably based on satellite indicators. It’s also been suggested that Iran may have called Russia to tell them of the coming strike, and that this call was perhaps intercepted. Regardless, the United States and Israel must have been aware that there was a significant chance of an Iranian strike, and you’d think they’d have been prepared for it.

Though I have little idea about the technology at play, it seems likely that the Jews allowed more missiles through than would have otherwise gotten through, as Israel’s entire PR strategy is whining about what victims they are, and the scenes of missiles raining down on them help with that narrative, especially for Fatmerican boomers who are seemingly unaware of the scale of the slaughter Jews have perpetrated in Palestine and Lebanon.

Furthermore, Bibi is using the classic strategy of “bad people are trying to kill you” as his primary mode of governance, domestically. It’s logical that the Israeli government would want as many missiles to hit as possible. It doesn’t actually matter what is destroyed, given that the American taxpayer is footing the bill regardless.

There are wide-ranging claims about what the missile strikes did or did not do. Some Middle Eastern sources are claiming missiles hit – or even destroyed – a Mossad base, destroyed oil fields, destroyed airfields, destroyed billions of dollars’ worth of American fighter jets, and so on. The Jews are of course minimizing the damage. There’s no way to know. Based on the videos we all watched of missiles raining down – not being shot out of the air, but hitting inside of Jewish cities – something was surely destroyed.

The official story right now is that only one person died, a Palestinian. This seems unlikely. The Jews do have extensive bunkers that the Americans paid for throughout Tel Aviv and other cities, but in the videos, you can see people on the streets and cars driving around, so not everyone was in the bunkers.

American Reaction

I made the executive decision as the attacks were happening last night to not write any kind of serious commentary on it, given that I have a right to celebrate on such an evening, instead posting a couple of pornographic throwaway joke articles that included videos of the strikes and mocked American Republicans screaming about the innocence of the Jews.

Frankly, it is actual insanity to have sat and watched these Jews slaughter innocent people for an entire year and then start screaming about the victimization of the innocent chosenites as soon as they get a single drop of their own medicine. But this is indeed what every American politician is doing, with the Republicans of course being more bellicose in their rhetoric.

All of these people should be in prison forever. It is simply beyond the pale that a foreign country has this kind of stranglehold on our government. There is no other situation ever in history where a more powerful country was dominated by a lesser country. There is no reason for it, other than blackmail, bribery, personal threats, and other fundamentally Jewish methods of influence.

The replies to all of these tweets by government officials were encouraging, however.

The American people, at least younger people, are not buying what these government people are selling. That doesn’t actually mean anything, because America is a democracy, meaning the masses of people have no ability to influence the behavior of the government. However, the illusion is falling, and the people are seeing that America doesn’t even have a “government” in the traditional sense, but is instead a nation under a Jewish military occupation, with the cops as a standing army serving a foreign power, ready to cage or kill anyone who stands up against the Jews.

Lindsey Graham, a chief Trump surrogate, is of course calling for America to declare war on Iran and start a massive bombing campaign. That probably will not happen this afternoon (although it could), but it will eventually.

Trump himself, covered in Jewish semen, issued a statement calling for more Jews to ejaculate on his face (I’m sorry/not really that bukkake metaphors are the only thing I can come up with when addressing these kinds of statements).

Although no one actually understands the American electoral system, which is a black box, it now seems overwhelmingly likely that the Mossad will rig the election for Trump and Americans will head back into the Middle East with even greater fervor than they did after 9/11. Israel wants more than bombings, which wouldn’t actually end the threat any more than the bombing of Gaza stopped Hamas rockets. Jews want some kind of actual physical invasion of Iran, and you need healthy young white men to do something like that. Trump is going to be a whole lot better at marshaling these men than that Indian whore what’s her name.

In the shorter term, Israel will no doubt continue the bombing campaigns across the Middle East, and they may do their own significant bombing of Iran. Though the attacks last night were glorious, they mean little in the greater scheme of things. Iran has a limited number of ballistic missiles, whereas Israel has infinite resources, paid for by fat, gay American retards.

Iran’s only real chance at victory is in being able to sustain a US bombing campaign and physical invasion of their country in the long term, in the way the Taliban did, and drain the empire of its resources and morale while Russia and China act in their own spheres.

This is winner takes all. The US/Jews win or Russia, China, and Iran win. There is also a situation where both lose, maybe, but if the US empire falls, we’d have to call that a win for the other side, regardless of how they come out on the other side.

Both Russia and China should be on the phone with the Ayatollah right now asking him what he needs, because the focal point of this global war by the Jews has been decided. Iran is the first major front, following the proxy war in the Ukraine, in this bid for total global domination by the Jews and their American fuck-hogs. The more bogged down the US is in the Middle East, the more room Russia and China have to act, the fewer resources the US has, the quicker this satanic beast is drained and left a rotting husk on the graveyard of history.

Iran Should Bomb India as Well, Perhaps Even Make It the Focal Point

Reading Twitter last night during the attacks, the overwhelming majority of the tweets were from Indians, who are completely obsessed with the Jews. I don’t know why Indians are obsessed with the Jews, beyond the obvious (they also view themselves as at war with Islam), and I do not care to understand it. It means nothing to me what Indians think, and I’m not convinced that “think” is even a word we should associate with this despicable race of mutant fiends.

I suppose no one should be surprised that a race that specializes in scamming the elderly out of their personal savings also idolizes the Jews. The Jews scam the whole world, and the Indians want to learn those skills.

This is a meme that an Indian made and posted without irony last night:

That sums up thousands of tweets I saw.

It is absolutely absurd that one has to wade through an infinite swamp of Indian Jew-sucking while scanning breaking news on Twitter. They get included in the feed because they post in English, but Twitter needs to add an option to simply block all Indian accounts. There is not one single white person who is going to miss anything by not seeing the opinions of Indians. Although these are apparently real accounts, it is effectively spam. I do want to see what Jews are saying, I want to see what Jew-lover American politicians are saying, so I’m in no way against all pro-Jew content being on the feed, but I would say that 98% of pro-Jewish content on Twitter is from India, and it is all benign and repulsive.

India is unlikely to be a threat to the world at large, as they have no skills, abilities, or intelligence, and the Chinese will likely deal with them at some point. Their colonization forces in white countries will be forced to flee as soon as the Jews who imported them are dislodged from power. They’re not going to go to war on the streets. They are, however, a clear threat to the internet, and they’ve basically already ruined it.

If Elon Musk will not act to protect people from these Indian shit-spammers, Iran should consider a mass-bombing campaign against their country.

In this infographic, you can clearly see that Iran has that capacity:

There must be consequences for all those tweets these Indians posted.

Do I View Moslems in the Way Liberals View Ukrainians?

I stand accused of viewing Moslems as fighting a proxy war against the Jews on my own behalf in the same way that Fatmerican tranny scum views the Ukraine as fighting in the interests of gay sex.

Having considered this allegation, I believe it is more or less accurate. The difference is, I am not callously encouraging hundred of thousands of people to die for no benefit of their own in order to hurt my enemies.

There has been no explanation as to how this war in the Ukraine benefits Ukrainians. It is simply vaguely asserted that in a general sense, fighting an invasion of your country is naturally a good thing, but no specifics are given. When you consider the fact that the country has been decimated, half the population has fled, and virtually the entirety of the country has been auctioned off to American Jews, it is undeniable that the Ukraine would have been much better off to have avoided this war.

Conversely, the Arab and Moslem population of the Middle East:

Could not have avoided this war

Can win this war

Will benefit immensely from winning this war

So, although the general idea is similar, as I am not principally concerned with what is best for the people of the Middle East, and do primarily support them because they are fighting the Jews, I am not actively, knowingly harming the population of the Middle East, and in fact, the more support they have in their struggle from people in the West, the more advantageous their position.

Get Ready for Whatever Happens Next

There is no reason not to take a victory lap after seeing those missiles fall on Israel. Everyone should feel great about this.

However, I want to stress again that it doesn’t really mean very much in the scheme of things. Sadly, it means much, much less than the Israeli decapitation of the leadership of Hezbollah. I’m certain that the various cartoonish propagandists of multipolarism and whatever other buzzwords they advocate for will be claiming that these attacks mean that Iran could simply destroy Israel whenever they wanted, but that is obviously not true.

Just as the day before the attack by Iran, Israel remains in a very good position, and it’s arguable that their position is actually better now that they can whine about these missiles. Jews are always in top form while crying out in pain as they strike you.

The missiles were sublime. Better than sex or cocaine or enchiladas. But what has changed? Morale and really nothing else. The situation remains the same.

This is going to be a long slog that is going to last years, and it is going to significantly affect your life. The idea of a military draft in the United States seems extreme, but it’s certainly not out of the question.

In the end, we win. God wins.

But in the medium term, keep your expectations realistic, and don’t get too down if the fighters against the Jews suffer more setbacks in the near future.

Settle in.

This party is just getting started.

Andrew Anglin

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lemongrab adventure time and cyn murder drones are the peak examples in order to make perfect autism representation you need to just make a guy slash girl who talks and acts really fucking weird and everything will fall into place naturally

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"Oh my prince, take me away! and ravish me as you must, for I enjoy every gear that ticks and turns inside you...and wish for you to melt away my outer case with the fires of your lust. May we watch the frozen remains of the human society who once lived, as we kill and savage the defiant cowards of steel and light that provides us the oil we need to keep our selves alive." "I want for you to take the spillings of the fresh corpses and kiss me with that lovely face of yours, as you share the cooling substance those puny beings provide us. make out with me on a peak of the dislocated buildings of once was, pick me up and hold me as our tails intertwine and we whisper lustful nothings to one another."

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Do you guys like writing stuff??? Murder drones writting stuff???

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I ALREADY REGRET THIS.....,,,,

Hhhhhokayyeahthisgoesunderthecutimembarrassed

Sssoooo you knowww... V? The murdery gal from Murder Drones that orphaned Doll?

What would your reaction be if i told you she's hot and cool-

LIKE- LOOK AT HER, SHE MANAGED TO MAKE ME FEEL SO DAMN GAY FOR HER AND I'M A GUY*, IT SENT ME INTO A FUCKIN' RABBIT HOLE OF QUESTIONING MY IDENTITY AND I'M ALREADY QUESTIONING WHETHER I DO HAVE OTHER DISORDERS APART FROM AUTISM IT'S A HASSLE

God dammit- them LEGS, that LAUGH, the way she acts and fights and- hdhdhgdhsnrkheomfgimlovetheherrrrrr

I REALLY NEED HER TO JUST. HUG ME AND PET ME AND- JUST- IDK I JUST NEED V hhhhhhhgjkgjfh

She's mean and violent but honestly i can't blame her, she's made this way and she's a victim of circumstance, and hey i feel like she'd improve at LEAST a little if i were to help her-

I JUST. I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY THAT I HAVEN'T ALREADY SAID- SHE'S HOT AND AWESOME AND I SHOULD BE THERE TO HUG HER if she were to let me- ibetherhugsarethebesthfjgkfhdg

Man My Taste Is Peak Ain't It? I'm Definetly Okay, Amirite Fellas?

... Do i have anything else to say? Yeah likely, but it's either something i don't have words for, am not strong enough to say, or is just. Nasty And Not To Be Spoken Of In Public Under Any Circumstances Whatsoever...

Yeah that's it that's the whole post i RREALLY DIDN'T WANNA MAKE APPARENTLY BUT BODY SAYS "DO IT" AND WHO AM I TO SAY NO? SO HERE YOU GO FEEL FREE TO BURN ME AT THE STAKE ANY TIME YOU WISH HAHA

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2x17 Thoughts

Okay, I will start this by holding my hands up and saying Oliver wasn't quite as pathetic as I remembered in this episode. At least in the charity office scene, he tried to wrestle the pornstache guy's gun away from him. That gives him one bonus point.

Still, he was a total waste of space for most of the episode, and I'm happy he's gone!

I guess the Krugers were multi-millionaires, if Remi had a trust fund of $33 million. If Shepherd had set it up, Roman wouldn't have needed to go sign for it - Shepherd would have just gone herself. Judging by the giant property that was in ruins, which was never sold after the Kruger parents' murders, they must have left all their assets to their children. Strange that they never sold the Kruger estate for Sandstorm funds - but I guess they had plenty of rich donors like Zac Riley. And Roman probably donated his trust fund to Shepherd's cause, maybe in exchange for Shepherd not trying to sell their old family home.

I wonder if Roman knew Remi was alive when he went to sign for the money? If she'd yet to return from Afghanistan, he might not have known yet, which could be why he snapped at the banker. Then again, they chose to pretend Alice Kruger was killed in action once she returned with Nigel Thornton, so maybe Remi was just plotting at the compound by that point.

I also wonder if Remi ever dipped into her trust fund as a SEAL. As Remi's legal guardian, Shepherd probably could have blocked access to it until Remi was legally an adult, while not being able to access it herself. But once she came of age, she might have withdrawn some of the money for some reason. Maybe to anonymously send to Avery, if she'd found her - but Roman never mentioned that Remi had ever found her, despite them both looking.

I assume that if Remi had been part of Sandstorm before the drone attack, she would have funded Shepherd's endeavours, at least a bit. So either the Krugers were ridiculously rich, and the trust fund had been bigger than $33 million at some point, or else Remi was keeping that money from Shepherd, because she was still estranged from her post-Avery-abduction. (I'm thinking way too hard about this.)

I forgot how despondent Roman was in this episode. I think that if he hadn't been let out on house arrest, the team would have been wise to put him on suicide watch. Which just underlines how shit a therapist Dr. Sun is, because she's so adamantly against letting Roman out.

Having said that, she seems to be a better therapist to Patterson. I'd also forgotten that Patterson shuts down and ends her therapy for this episode. It's so sad, and very believable that she'd want to close the book and go 'okay, he's dead, it's over, I'm done'. Only mental health issues don't just go away, as evidenced by the apartment trashing at the end of the episode. Our poor Patty... 💔 That thing with the Xbox controller batteries running out is so realistic, though. Happens all the damn time. XD

The argument between Kurt and Reade is so much like the one on the plane at the end of season 4, only reversed. Poor Reade is just watching everything fall down around him - his girlfriend leaves him, his best friend has 'betrayed' him, Kurt is telling him he needs help and has to take time off, he's already made Patterson back off... Really, the only ones he's not lashed out at are Jane and Nas, and he never really let Jane that close to him to start with (and Nas isn't part of Team Family).

Jane is super badass in this episode, and also very quick-thinking. Using the Sandstorm keywords, and also making sure her tattoo was visible on the YouTube video, were pretty good ideas. Plus leaving the logo on the sofa was a great move, too. Though I call bullshit on her mentally being able to figure out a message that made sense on the surface, but also had a hidden message if you took the first letter of every word. She would at LEAST need to write that down to come up with it. XD

The Vermont place gives me Twin Peaks vibes.

If I were Oliver, I would have 100% fallen in love with Jane for saving my useless-under-pressure ass.

The guy who masterminded the plan (whose daughter killed herself) reminds me of Crawford. Except less ruthless and rich, obviously.

Gotta love how Jane knifes a guy in the side of the neck, kind of like how Roman 'forked' the guy in the diner. Now all they need is for someone to kill a bad guy with a spoon, and they'll have a full murderous dining set.

And Kurt kicking the guy and screaming at him to tell him Jane's location was great, obviously. Concerned Weller is the best Weller.

Jane's face in the scene in Roman's cell will forever make me smile. She's had the worst day, but now she's having the best day. ❤

[incurablyromanticsblog]

Ok I'll liveblog

EPISODE 9: THE FAMILY BUSINESS

SPOILERS BELOW!!

The yellow color filter, very nostalgic and hitting me like a goddamn brick after the blue one

Aw fuck not clowns

They really just gave michael a pastel shirt and said do your thing and nothing else

He looks his age not 10-20 years before

But then again there was the wig in the og series

DANIEL LICHT'S THEMESSS

He's wearing the henley my dudes

HES TELLING IT TO HARRISON???

The Aspect Ratio Change!!!

Harrison finished dexters sentences!!

"why are we like this" brb crying

"you too?"

Aw fuck man this is emotional

"Instead he gave me the code" jury's still out on harry won't lie

Look into the cameraaaaa

Debs reaction to 'i would never hurt family'

Why the clown look like joaquin one phoenix he a good dude

The clown saying what the fuck is funny

RED NOSED DEXTER

THE BLOOD THEME

He's gonna say kill He's gonna say kill He's gonna say kill

'I confront them' oh god oh god

I love the taking to the camera thing

'You tell harrison you kill people there's no going back' NO THERES NOT

He didn't tell?, HE DIDNT TELL????

'you're like batman' 'i prefer the dark defender'

The love in dexter's eyes I'm gonna die

HES GETTING ELRICS BODY THANK GOD IVE BEEN SO WORRIEd

Dexter's so happy I'm laughing

He's scared to kill say trinity or arthur

'at least elric's frozen, no bloody mess' BRIAN CALLBACK BUT I STILL WANT MY NAME DROP OR HALLUCINATION

Oh COME ON not angela comparing the needle marks. Look I get the suspicion I do, but like whats with the supercop stuff. She's comparing the two needle punctures, like for us it's obviously- you know what I'm not talking about this

Dexter what did you get him

Please don't be a gun

Scarf and A HENLEY????

That looks like a rifle

It's a rifle, the one he has while he ran with the deer

Redneck energy won't lie

'guns are loud messy'

'all the guys at school have guns' oh my god what is wrong america

Aww son and father bonding over guns (👀👀👀👀)

Please no

This is alternative to the kurt scene no?

Yea just drop the kurt being a killer bomb

Vigilante shit

"ask me what the plan is" dammit dexter get your head in the game

HARRISON GAVE HIM A DRAWING OF DEBRA

Oh my god

Michael c hall is so good please

Tradition I've been doing???

Why did harrison make that face

ITS AN UGLY SWEATERRRR

Aww both angela and dex lying to each other a dexter tradition for sure

In front of your parents?????

Dex gave her a POLICE HANDBOOK THAT'S INSULTING

KURT????

Oh fuck

Oh my god, the implications

SERIAL KILLER OFF

Not the GUN SIGN

IN FRONT OF HER MOM??

The example being wiggles is so funny cause they keep saying wiggles in a serious tone

She went to the vet didn't she

Oh fuck not the ketamine

The drone???

Harrison looks sad

He's confessing about ethan

Dexter is smiling???about ethan??

Fantasies about Hunting down the trinity killer

Oh fuck, dexter don't-

Dexter doing the right thing is so weird

How is the drone working so well in snowfall

First rule don't get caught

Ok angela is listening to the BHB podcast

She didn't say love ya back that's so funny

Ok kurt cleaning his guns with the song

The song is a banger won't lie

"I wanna help him"

"There were alternatives" get his ass

I WANNA HELP HIM?!?

Whose side are you on??

Dexter sounds like he's convincing himself

'And you fucking love it' GET HIS ASSS

Audrey scaring angela please

Oh fuck molly's on voicemail

She dead

Kurts gasing dexter's cabin???

Merry Christmas jimbo this is so funny

Oh shit

HES LIGHTING IT

Kurt is going to die this episode I know it

What's is up with the gun? They'll find the gunshot wound and they'll know it was murder

Buggy in the snow leaves tracks you idiots

Both killers trying to kill each other irony at it's peak

Father teaches son to break locks bonding moments!!!

Dex triggered the alarm

God when Kurt breathes heavily I think of mr krabs

Ohh the container is underground

Embalming items ok

Oh fuck

Dollboxes DOLLBOXES

Trophies are the bodies obviously

This shit terrifying

He's out make up on all of them and dressed them in virginal white dresses

MOLLY DEAD

You killed wiggles didn't you

Please dont

I did

I took care of arthur mitchell too+_+

Catch me crying and angry

FOREHEAD KISS

Ok so angela is onto molly disappearing

Kurts back

He's running

Ok I think kurt is gonna kill angela tbh

Oh god

THEY GOT KURT

Angela is gonna catch them in the act??

Harrison is taking too well to this tbh

Dexter had the code developed through years

'How many times have you done this' 'in the 100s'

'youve saved 1000s of people?' oh god

It's as if they're euthanizing an animal

'Hey you got me'

'no, I saved them!'

'i told you no dad shit!' I'm laughing so much

Ok dexter and harrison pale in comparison to kurt

Dexter's smile he's so happy

'This wasn't about saving them this was about power'

'you deserve to die'

He's making dex jealous of the time I spent with harrison

Oh shit

'Some kinda bullshit justice code?'

'Like father like son' and focus shifting to harrison

Crying and throwing up

'you don't have to watch' gotta love a consensual king

He's cutting up kurt in front of harrison

And harrison is into it???

Is he???

They're not making it clear???

Harrison is going to have a panic attack

He's having a flasback

Oh god

Harrison isn't as fucked up oh my god

OR IS HE??

blood moon

Dexter pulled out the heftys ok

Dexter's goin too fast for harrison

Burning the bodies

Too soon dex

'thats how it works' but It doesn't have to

Ok so but it doesn't seem like dexter and harrison will get caught

Poor angela, hope she lives

The 'yep' in unison

Poor angela

Breakfast wizard

'Jim lindsay killed matt cladwell'

And the screws

Ok so...

Angela girl what you gon do?

End credits

Gonna wait for the preview for the finale too

DEXTER IS ARRESTED

VOICEOVER OF HIM SAYING YOU'LL SEE WHAT EVIL LOOKS LIKE

Ok so theory for ep 9:

Harrison will feel the dark urge but he'll understand that it's not right

Dexter will get caught (not killed)

The cycle will end it cannot continue the writers cannot do that they really cannot.

Clyde Philips has always been against it

either Harrison will turn dexter in and dexter will betrayed and fully lose it

Or harrison will die and dexter will fully lose it

Dexter dying and harrison either losing it or going on with the code is too much a 'plot decision'

Or a classic murder-suicide but most likely from harrison

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Hey guys! Welcome to the next update of MD:Totality! Things are about to get fun in a few more pages, so hold tight, our boy N isn't looking so hot...is he...:P

Are you guys excited for the finale of Murder Drones? 2 MORE DAYS LEFT!!! The quality looks absolutely BONKERS GOOD in quality! Im so scared for all the characters, I've grown to love all of them so much, but hopefully we get a decent ending or cliffhanger! I know alot of people are upset they aren't announcing a S2 and the show feels rushed, but who knows, maybe it'll end in a cliffhanger and the show will be picked up someday again after TADC and GASLIGHT District come to a close! Don't give up hope yet!

In the meantime, the comic will be aiming to do the characters justice that 8 episodes couldn't give them on Glitch to the best of my ability! Just adding more characterization and info/personality of the universe/The Solver/JCJenson/characters etc. So I hope you all enjoy my spin on things!

(P.S Sorry for the late upload guys, real life stuff got in the way, got super sick and am feeling a bit better, but I'm aiming to have this comic out on time, minus exceptions!)

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Barely escaping the mass destruction of Copper 9, as well as losing Uzi to the Absolute Solver, N, V, J, Khan, Lizzy and Thad find their way through the galaxy to the Earth-like planet “Jericho”; where they look for refuge and plan to fight back. Their new goal, stop the solver from destroying the last remaining human colonized planet by any means necessary, find JCJENSON and report their findings. It shouldn’t be THAT hard…right?

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[apexland]

New Season, Same Old Idiot.

Mirage x Reader (Season 7)

Warnings: None! Gender Neutral 

"Rise and shine" followed by a thump to my forehead woke me out of my sleep, only to wake up to the sight of Mirage standing beside my bed with a his usual mischievous grin. "No-get out" I muffled into the pillow, turning around and attempting to pull the cover over my head to drown out the now perky tune Elliot was singing but the covers were soon yanked from my head. "C'mon y/n, time to get movin' Olympus is on the Horizon" He said, whilst trying to hold back his laugh due to his witty pun. Holding back smile, I eventually sat up. 

"Can you get out I need to get changed, you idiot", he simply nodded before walking out but leaving one of his 'decoys' still standing. 

“I know that's you", but it was followed by a stretched out silence, after letting out a sigh I quickly jabbed the 'decoy' in the stomach causing Mirage to let out a groan. "Out!" He quickly threw his hands up in surrender, "W-what how'd you know it was me!"

"It'll work some day" He muttered to himself defeated that he didn't get the bamboozle over on me.

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"Dropship inbound" the AI voice rang out over the comms. Horizon was staring out out of the small windows of the dropship, it must be hard for her coming back here. "You okay?" I asked her, she turned to me forcing a smile onto her face -"Aye, I'm fine. Just looking forward to showing you lads n' lassies how it's done" She let out a laugh, but hiding the sadness she probably felt from coming back to Olympus, "Come on newty" I gave a smile, watching as the small drone followed behind her.

"Ah, let's go let's go let's go" Octane eagerly said whilst cranking a bolt on his right leg. "Eh, Chey do you think you can mend this thing" He said whilst giving his leg a kick out. Lifeline rolled her eyes before muttering "this boy". 

The teams eventually flashed up on the screens but before I could even look to see the two legends I was paired with I heard Mirage’s voice echo, "Hey sunshine, look, you get the pleasure of being on my squad, ain't that great" 

Flashing his signature grin, but in contrast to Revenants growl "stupid skinsuits"- which at the start chilled me to the bone but overtime being in the arena with the murderous robot, it still chills me to the bone. But, a squad was a squad none the less and now the collective goal was to win, stepped into the same platform, after the familiar loud buzzer sounds we begin be lowered slowly above Olympus. "So, uh- where are we headed guys" Mirage said as we were all taking in the sights. Scanning around I eventually spotted a place that peaked my interest, "what about the big dome" I half yelled over the noise of being so far up in the air. "Let's go already!" Revenant growled, jumping from the platform we all took different buildings to grab loot from inside the dome.

 Luck was not on my side when I looted the building, finding no armour along with a P2020, and only one stack of ammo until I spotted a purple evo "About time" I muttered to myself but as I got closer I spotted Mirage also going for the armour, "Back off!” I yelled at him, only to be returned with a smirk from the bamboozler.

"As if, I was here first sunshine. But if I see another one I'll be s-sure to shoot it you way". Just as he was about to lift the armour, I quickly put down a blaze of fire, between him and the armour.

 "I seen it first, it's mine" He only laughed "There's the scorcher I know". "Go ahead y/n take it, I'm sure you'll need it more than me anyway" He said jokingly but knowing it would get under my skin, rolling my eyes I grabbed the purple armour and we continued to rotate through Olympus.

"Skinsuits over there" Revenant spoke, I spotted Caustic going into the building but immediately the door was blocked by one of his traps. "Who is he with?" I asked, looking down the scope of the triple take I had found inside one of the loot bins close by, but couldn't see who was with the toxic trapper. "Bloodhound and Bangalore” Mirage commented. “Have you got a shot sunshine”

“No or else I would have took it, genius” Mirage put a hand on his heart acting hurt by my comment before he mumbled a ‘leave it to me’ as he left the cover of the rock getting closer to the building, I looked at Revenant with a look of confusion and if the murderous robot could express himself, I think he would have the same look. As Elliot got closer, I watched as he sent off one of his decoys over the door and low and behold the door opened, quickly looking down the scope of the sniper I took the shot seeing Bangalore hit the floor.

No words were spoken only the sound of Revenants totem sounded beside me and I knew that was the signal to push in, Bloodhound quickly used their scan and we were exposed, our first obstacle was getting around the toxic traps that lay at the the door I quickly sent another blaze of fire at the door which took both the entire door and trap out in a flash before we pushed in, they had retreated to the back of the building probably attempting to go for the revive. 

“Send a decoy to bait them out” I said to Mirage in the hopes they would show their position and they did, still under the cover the Revenants totem, with the help of a kick of the door from my squad, I pushed in and released my ultimate which was a pool of fire that quickly started to damage the enemy squads armour and as the returned to the totem and pushed in again knowing they were low with no time to heal.

“Well played squad” Mirage said triumphant with his hands up in the air awaiting a high-five. 

“We’ve still got another 4 squads to get through” I said picking up the extended energy magazine and equipping it. “C’mon, we’re the dream team. We’ve already won” As if he had just jinxed it himself, the sounds of Rampart’s turret sounded, oh shit.

“Get down!” I yelled as we dove for cover, the bullets hitting the wall were fierce as we were stuck in the one spot. Revenant growled as he turned around and targeted the turret with one of his silences, which quickly put a stop to Sheila. Throwing a few grenades to break the line of sight as I pushed Mirage’s shoulder to move and we ran out the door, leaving behind a blaze of fire at the door to prevent them from pushing.

 But our squad got separated as the sound of Gibraltar’s ultimate sounded and we all took off seeking cover, but as the air strike hit the sound of Revenants comms cut off, meaning he had gotten downed. “Shit, shit, shit!” I whispered to myself trying my best to reload the volt with a shaky hand.

“You still alive sunshine?” Mirage's breathless voice sounded over the comms.

“Yes, I think the rest of the squads have made an appearance” Taking a peek over the rock only to get skimmed with a bullet from Lifeline with a Sentinel perched on top of the building.

“Make a run for the building to your north, I’ll meet-” 

“I’m pinned down, there’s a red dot pointed at me and if I move I am done for” I said, I was about to tell him to wait it out and see if he could get the jump of the last squad at the end until I just heard a faint ‘give me a sec’. 

“MOVE NOW!” I trusted his word and made a b-line for the building to the north, but as I spotted Mirage at the door, I hit the floor as bullet hit me straight in the thigh, the decoy didn’t distract the enemy squad long enough for me to make the distance to the building. 

But, as a showman Mirage quickly used his ultimate to break the line of sight and distract the enemy squad long enough to pick me up before we made it to the building. “No need to thank me, I know I’m great” he grinned, I was sat on the ground my back against the buildings wall. 

“Can you just give me a med kit, please” I breathed out, “Armour only keeps a certain amount of pain away you know”

“Here, let me do it” He grabbed the kit, and started to bandage my leg up. I wasn’t sure what it was but the way we were so close in proximity and the fact he had ran out to get me even though he could have gotten away with not being spotted made me just stare at him. “I know I’m handsome, but please stop staring at me sunshine”

My emotions had just seem to all come at the one time and I couldn’t even come back with a stinging reply like I normally would have and Mirage noticed that because after hearing no reply, he looked up at me. “You okay?” I snapped out of bringing myself back.

“Yeah, fine” I said flatly, as I took over doing the bandages. Feeling a hand on my cheek sent my right back to being frozen, his hand moving to lift my chin forcing me to look at him. 

“You are a horrific liar” he said, his eyes landing on my lips as he moved closer. Our breaths mixed with such close proximity, my heart racing. I’ve never felt paralysed, who knew the back and forth jabs and ego killing jokes between us both was just hidden feeling on both sides.

“As much as I would love to kiss you right now Y/N, we are in the middle of a bloodspot and the people wanting to kill us are right outside” Flashing a smile at me and he kissed my cheek. 

“You’re still an idiot” He stood up and stretched out a hand and pulled me up from the floor. 

“Clearly you have an attraction to idiots then” I rolled my eyes at his comment. “Now, let’s win this sunshine”

We didn’t win, but instead won something a little bit more priceless. 

[seerofmike]

The Writing In Apex Kinda Sucks And Also They Use Ship Bait As A Plot Device I Hate It Here

a stupid essay/rant encouraged by @zombiegloss that originally started as a youtube video script so if its like. weird at points. this was intended to be a verbal rant SNZISKSIA

basically i'm gonna talk abt the caustic-wattson-crypto relationship drama and how i think it was mishandled and how much the writers kind of Suck because i Can

you are free to disagree with me on any of my points and think that this aspect of the story was handled well, this is just my opinion, and i'd love to hear your thoughts and counterpoints !

first, addressing some things:

i know this is a battle royale and not necessarily a story-based game, so i can’t expect it to have masterful witcher-style writing.

but with the direction the game seems to be going; putting quests, evolving interactions, and comics in the game, plus coming out with a lore book and hinting at something bigger in the future, i think it’s fair to criticize it for lackluster writing, especially since what i’m criticizing has been something present since Apex’s story technically began.

secondly, i am not a professional writer. i’m a high schooler who writes as a hobby. i don’t have the decades of experience that some of the apex writers do, and i can’t claim to be a better writer than they are--but i also don’t have to be a five-star chef to realize that something tastes bad. when i critique something and give suggestions, i am not saying i could’ve done it better. i’m just bringing up what i think could have worked.

third, before i upset anyone , when i say a relationship is badly written, i’m not telling you that you can’t ship it or that your ship sucks. i’ll briefly touch on the shipping aspect of this and how it’s a detriment to the story but Ye

okay, so with that out of the way, let us Begin

relationships are often the emotional core of a story, and how strong your reaction is to conflict in these relationships depends on how the story sets them up. if you want the audience to care about these characters and what they go through, you need to develop them and establish the type of relationship they have well. it’s why so many people cried in the last episode of telltale’s the walking dead. you’ve spent roughly 12 hours bonding with clementine and protecting her, and your relationship with her is part of several story beats as well as character beats for lee. 

when these two characters’ relationship reaches its peak at the end of the game, it’s powerful, and it’s emotional. you care. you feel something, and the fact that you have to choose what to do to lee only makes it more gut-wrenching. 

now, the walking dead is entirely story-based and especially character-driven, so it may be unfair to compare it to apex, but i just wanted to lay the groundwork down for what i think is a strong relationship that makes you feel something when conflict arrives, in this case the conflict being lee getting bit and clementine having to decide his fate.

the broken ghost in general is kind of not-good sometimes, tom casiello previously wrote for soap operas and you can really, REALLY tell sometimes.

this story feels like it should’ve taken place a little later, and that we should’ve had a season to actually set up the characters and their relationships, but that’s a story for another day.

to put it bluntly, the set-up for the crypto, wattson, and caustic conflict is done poorly. for caustic and wattson's relationship it’s a little better, but not by much. 

wattson and caustic having a relationship was hinted at in season 2, when her lore indicated that caustic was among one of the Legends who comforted her after her father died. In season four lore materials posted on Twitter, an email from Jacob Young states that Caustic is acting paternal towards Wattson. In season five, interactions get added to the Game, and this is the first time we actually see their relationship in action, as they have unique revive voice lines for each other. in the quests, when wattson is injured, caustic lashes out at loba and attacks her out of what seems to be anger at wattson’s current state.

Side Note this plot point was really stupid and done for cheap drama because she literally wakes up like two chapters later and they don’t even give her anything to say it’s just suddenly oh yeah crypto and wattson are working together. the same exact injury thing happens to octane later but nobody gIVES A SHIT because again, it’s just cheap soap opera drama.

their relationship might seem a little bit sudden for anyone who wasn’t on top of twitter lore drops, but like, it’s okay, i guess. i’ll give it the slightest credit for at least establishing something between the two in terms of voice lines and stuff, even if for some it might seem like it came out of nowhere.

what did come out of nowhere, though, was crypto and wattson’s friendship. in the quests, crypto and wattson are tasked with rebuilding the broken ghost because of their respective skills, and they’re seen talking in chapter six while they work on it. we’re not really given a clear timeline on how long the story in the broken ghost is, but i think it takes about a week, maybe.

unlike wattson and caustic, their relationship has been given absolutely zero material to work with before now, not even a passing glance in the trailers--which is a little weird considering crypto took down the repulsor tower and destroyed wattson’s home, but. Whatever.

tl dr of the chapter: crypto and wattson talk to each other while doing nerd shit, crypto laughs at wattson’s bad pun, and then suddenly they’re BESTIEEEES, until a couple dozen lines later in the same chapter. then they’re Not.

crypto’s drone gets hacked by revenant while everyone was kind of on edge after the reveal of a spy in their midst, he gets framed as the spy by caustic, anddddd wattson gets upset.

before i get into how dumb this storyline is, i’m gonna talk about the set-up to this conflict.

we have been given no reason to believe that these characters have ever talked to each other, and quite frankly, their friendship doesn’t really make sense.

ignoring the fact that crypto destroyed wattson’s home--which she probably doesn’t know about, so that’s forgiven for now--crypto is a paranoid guy. in the lore book he makes people stand on fucking footprints in his house so he can scan them for weapons and listening devices, and he apparently doesn’t stick around much after the games and nobody knows anything about him because he doesn’t talk to them.

a key part of crypto’s story is the fact that he is undercover and afraid of anyone finding out anything about him ever. him becoming friends with wattson kind of comes out of the blue, and we’re not even given a reason as to why they supposedly became close in the first place. i would kind of understand if like, maybe he draws parallels with her and mila in his mind and it makes him open up a little more, but that doesn’t happen. he just laughs at her joke and suddenly they’re friends.

maybe they’re trying to go for this ‘wattson can become friends with anybody’ angle, kind of hinted at with caustic but not really we’ll get into that, but that also? kind of doesn’t make sense since so many of her voice lines straight-up say she doesn’t understand people and electricity is more her thing, but honestly, she also does have those really friendly elements in her voice lines too, so its not as egregious as what they did with crypto.

their sudden out-of-the-blue friendship would’ve been fine if they spent a little more time fleshing it out, and giving us something to work with, but instead, the story immediately tries to rip it apart and frame it as this grand conflict where crypto is framed as the mole, crypto then accuses caustic, and wattson feels betrayed.

except it doesn’t really work, because we don’t give a shit. for several reasons. 

one: crypto and wattson became friends and then ended their friendship in the same exact chapter. they did not speak to each other onscreen until this chapter began, you can read the entire quest on the wiki and see for yourself that their interactions up until that point were nonexistent aside from mentions in the narration that they were building something together.

the reason wattson feels betrayed is kind of stupid too. why does she really care that much if one of them betrayed loba? nobody else really cared about the fact that one of them was a spy, in fact, nobody even seems to like loba that much, and they just found out that loba’s been lying to them this whole time, and wattson was conscious for that conversation and had a speaking line, so she’s fully aware of the situation. 

maybe it’s just like, the idea that one of them lied, but that’s still kind of a weak reason. 

this entire betrayal thing is just dumb, and it gets even worse when you realize that there could have been an actual legitimate reason for wattson to feel betrayed by crypto--even if it still would’ve come across as weak conflict because of their newly established friendship, it would’ve made more sense than this. 

Crypto destroyed Wattson’s home. He took down the tower and then all the flyers and stuff invaded Kings Canyon and made it their bitch. Not only that, but Wattson considers the Syndicate her family. The Syndicate are the very people who framed Crypto for murder and he’s trying to take them down. 

They could’ve set up actual conflict with these things, and it almost seemed like they would, because Caustic briefly brings up that Crypto could be working with Revenant because he has something against the Syndicate but then that doesn’t really go anywhere and we’re just back to Wattson feeling betrayed because either Crypto or Caustic was a spy and she doesn’t know who.

Weak conflict could’ve been made better by a strong relationship and a weak relationship could’ve still been interesting with strong conflict, but both the relationship between Crypto and Wattson and the conflict that drives them splitting up as friends were really weak and didn’t make much sense. 

It would’ve been ten times more interesting if Wattson found out Crypto ruined her home, the arena she grew up in, and was now participating in the Games to take out the people she regards as her family. That’s where her distrust could’ve manifested and conflict could’ve began, but instead it was the stupid betraying loba thing. why do you care. you just started talking to this guy like 2 hours ago.

also caustic’s whole reason for framing crypto feels stupid as fuck. he didn’t just frame crypto randomly, he framed him specifically because he doesn't want him to influence wattsob because he likes her Big Brain, but this is the FIRST time we have seen those two interact. 

what influence is he talking about? wraith and wattson have been shown to be friendly with each other in the trailers, according to tom’s tweets, and in the story too so why doesn’t he frame her? at this point the audience had slightly more build-up for those two’s relationship than crypto and wattson and a betrayal storyline would’ve felt a little more deserved if still weak.

this is the point where i briefly want to touch upon shipping, and the fact that part of this conflict feels driven by shipbait. 

aside from their relationship coming out of nowhere and the writers trying to make the stakes seem high and deeply emotional to the characters involved (despite this essentially being the first time they’ve ever interacted) tom casiello literally addresses shippers in a tweet regarding chapter seven, and as the story between these characters progresses, it becomes clear to me, at least that the crypto-wattson thing is just bait for shippers, and it’s lazy. 

it’s easy to get away with giving your characters little to no relationship development if you’re just counting on shippers to do the heavy mental lifting for you

why should i put any effort into making this relationship seem believable? people are going to see a young guy and a young girl having bare minimum interaction and assume there’s romantic interest! then i don’t have to do any work, see look, it’s a ready-made relationship wrapped in a bow for me! all that’s left for me to do is give them conflict so i can keep teasing shippers with lines like ‘you never deserved her’!

i think it’s reasonable for me to suspect shipbait, since tom casiello likes doing darksparks shipbait on twitter, and i’m like, eighty percent sure mirage and bloodhound suddenly being childhood friends in the book is shipbait too, because these characters were the number one ship in apex for a long time despite little to no interaction, and then all of a sudden in the lore book they’re childhood friends despite this literally never being mentioned before?

like bloodhound is set up to be mysterious and nobody knows what they look like, or where they’re from, or who their family is--except for mirage Apparently, who played with them when he was a kid on their home planet, and has seen them with their mask off, because bloodhound did not wear a mask when their parents were still alive.

its weird.

i’m pretty sure they’ve said somewhere they were working on this book before apex even came out, so i could just be completely wrong and they always planned for mirage and bloodhound to know each other, but if that’s the case, why did they never mention it like they did octane and lifeline?

i refuse to believe MIRAGE never brought it up either like ‘heeeeyy bloodhound remember when we used to throw eggs at our parents lab haha wanna go do to that to bangalore’s room’ 

[silence]

‘good talk buddy’

ANYWAYS I GOT OFF TOPIC. POINT IS, shipping is a detriment to the story because the writers don’t feel like they actually have to put any work into establishing or developing the relationship between characters when they know the community’s just going to do it for them anyways, and that they can put in shipbait and it’s fine and it makes sense when it really doesn’t.

imagine watching captain america civil war after not seeing a single other marvel movie.

why would you care about the avengers splitting up or tony and steve butting heads or steve’s commitment to bucky? you wouldn’t care, at least not as much as someone who’s seen all the movies and knows the relationship between the characters and why the sokovia accords exist in the first place. you don’t have context and you don’t have any reason to be emotionally invested in these characters’ relationship.

 this feels like that. the writers tried to squeeze this relationship and stuff into a single chapter and we don’t fucking care unless we were already invested in the idea of their relationship (shippers) because we barely spent any time with it.

so to summarize this little section, the set-up of this storyline Kinda Sucks! crypto and wattson barely seem to know each other, because we the audience barely saw them together and the writers are relying on shipbait in place of a relationship.

wattson and caustic are a little better but not great, but the conflict is stupid and it only gets stupider.

moving onto summarizing the rest of the broken ghost, gibraltar and caustic talk, caustic LITERALLY confesses to being the mole and says he framed crypto so he couldn’t corrupt wattson and to appear innocent because his identity was suspected, then that wraps up the season storyline.

season six begins with new voice lines, where wattson has had enough of crypto and caustic’s shit and is all passive-aggressive and going ‘this doesn’t change anything’. she has to decide who to trust, and how to figure out The Truth for herself because she’s not a little girl anymore. crypto and caustic are both trying to convince her they’re innocent and it creates some interesting conflict.

just kidding. it’s terrible conflict. you want to know why?

BECAUSE GIBRALTAR TRIED TO TELL HER THE TRUTH, RIGHT AFTER THE SEASON 5 QUEST HAPPENED, AND SHE LITERALLY REFUSED TO HEAR IT.

LIKE THERE’S A SEASON 6 LOADING SCREEN WHERE HE’S TELLING EVERYONE THE TRUTH ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED, AND WHEN HE GETS TO WATTSON AND IS LIKE HEY I KNOW WHO THE MOLE WAS AND WHY THEY DID IT, SHE JUST GOES i dont wanna hear it. i need to think

IF YOU WANT THE TRUTH WHY ARE YOU REFUSING TO HEAR IT

SHE SPENDS ALMOST TWO ENTIRE SEASONS MAD AT CRYPTO FOR SOMETHING HE DIDN’T DO BECAUSE SHE TOLD GIBRALTAR TO FUCK OFF WHEN HE TRIED TO TELL HER WHAT HAPPENED

ITS SO DUMB

i think it was towards the end of season 6 or the beginning of season 7 where apex posted this picture of wattson asleep at her desk where she has a letter from gibraltar on it that looks like it tells her the truth, so she knows now, she knows what happened, but NOW her issue is the fact that she doesn’t know anything about crypto.

WHAT THE FUCK. WHAT IS YOUR GODDAMN DAMAGE. YOU DON’T KNOW SHIT ABOUT BLOODHOUND EITHER ARE YOU THIS UPSET WITH BLOODHOUND TOO?? HAVE YOU EVER TALKED TO PATHFINDER. DO YOU HATE PATHFINDER TOO

oh but she was friends with crypto and now she’s mad that he lied to her EXCEPT THEIR RELATIONSHIP WASN’T BUILT UP WELL SO IT JUST FEELS STUPID. THEY SPENT LONGER BEING NOT-FRIENDS THAN THEY SPENT BEING FRIENDS. THEY BECAME FRIENDS IN ONE CHAPTER AND THEN IMMEDIATELY AT THE END OF THAT CHAPTER THEIR FRIENDSHIP ENDED AND THEN WATTSON SPENT LIKE 2 SEASONS MAD AT HIM FOR SOMETHING HE DIDN’T DO . 

AND THE WRITERS TRIED TO RECTIFY THIS BY SAYING OH SHE’S NOT MAD ABOUT THE TRAITOR THING SHE’S MAD BECAUSE SHE DOESN’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT HIM AND IT’S LIKE WHY THE FUCK DID YOU NOT MAKE THAT CLEAR WHY DOES SHE SAY ‘IT DOESN’T CHANGE WHAT YOU DID’ IN HER VOICE LINES WHY DOES SHE CALL HIM A TRAITOR IF HER CONFLICT WAS HER NOT KNOWING MUCH ABOUT HIM . WHAT DID HE DO. 

HE JUST STOOD THERE AND LAUGHED AT HER JOKE AND THEN HE GOT FRAMED AND THEN THAT WAS THE END OF THE CHAPTER AND NOW SHES SUDDENLY LIKE IM ACTUALLY MAD BECAUSE YOURE A LIAR AND I CANT TRUST YOU EVEN THOUGH I NOW KNOW YOU WERE FRAMED I STILL DO NOT LIKE YOU AND HES LIKE YEAH THATS MY FAULT

The Caustic voicelines are stupid too, again his reason for framing Crypto was stupid and a lot of his voicelines just seem to be that shipbait thing again but like from the angle of overprotective dad who doesn’t like the new boyfriend. it’s stupid but not as egeregious as this next part which is

crypto telling wattson his identity.

CRYPTO was framed for MURDER and is paranoid and can’t trust anyone and doesn’t talk to anyone and the last time he did talk to someone he got framed for Another thing and the person he was talking to turned her back on him and actively refused to know the truth for like 2 seasons and then he went This Is Fine I Can Tell Her My Identity

the stupidest update to this storyline was crypto telling wattson the truth

why did they do it on the dropship where there are presumably syndicate members and other legends around.

why didn’t he scan wattson for listening devices like he did for pathfinder in the book.

why is he telling her his identity when he knows she has very close ties to the people that FRAMED HIM for MURDER. Does he trust her that much? WHY? They spoke to each other in a chapter and then spent two seasons not talking to each other beyond passive-aggressive BS. why are you so fucking stupid taejoon

their relationship was so poorly set-up that even if the writers maybe intended for them to come across as close friends who had spent weeks bonding, it really feels like they became friends in a single conversation, had a falling out, and now crypto suddenly trusts her with his identity after an undetermined amount of time because he wants to be friends again. 

that does not make SENSE this conflict feels contrived AS FUCK and the resolution feels even worse and unearned UGGGHHHH

it honestly comes across as crypto feeling desperate for friendship, and maybe this would’ve worked better if that’s the angle they played it as.

he’s been alone for roughly two years, and just wants a friend, and he’s honestly so lonely he just breaks down to the first person who’s really talked to him. it could’ve been an interesting little part of his character, and they could've gone into depth about how much this situation has affected him, but that’s not what they’re doing. he’s still paranoid and anxious and doesn’t trust anyone, except for wattson, because the plot needs him to or else there won’t be any stupid soap opera drama.

and to rub salt in the wound, wattson’s new voice lines with caustic have him telling her that she forgave crypto.

WHAT ARE YOU FORGIVING HIM FOR. ARE YOU FORGIVING HIM FOR BEING FRAMED? WHY DID HE HAVE TO APOLOGIZE TO YOU WHEN YOU WERE THE ONE WHO REFUSED TO HEAR THE TRUTH?

 did the conversation just go hey my real name is taejoon park and something bad happened to me and she went aight i forgive you WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT

Caustic’s new voice lines to Crypto where he’s like ‘what did you tell her’--YOU TOLD GIBRALTAR STRAIGHT-UP YOUR EVIL MASTER PLAN LIKE A SUPERVILLAIN AND NOW YOU’RE SURPRISED WATTSON AND CRYPTO ARE ON GOOD TERMS NOW?!

THAT’S LIKE TELLING SOMEONE YOUR SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER AND THEN BEING SURPRISED WHEN YOU BECOME THE VICTIM OF IDENTITY FRAUD. YOU SET YOURSELF UP FOR THIS WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE CRYPTO DID SOMETHING SINISTER OR LIED OR WHATEVER. WHAT THE FUCK. WHY DO YOU HAVE LIKE 3 BRAINCELLS

this is at like ten pages already so i’m going to just try and wrap this up quickly. 

it’s frustrating seeing this storyline play out when there are actually good relationships and storylines written into apex. i’m kind of getting tired of the loba and revenant conflict, but we at least had set-up to it in the form of a few animated shorts and it doesn’t play out as stupidly as this story does. bangalore and loba’s friendship is actually developed well, even if the point between the end of season 5 and season 6 where they suddenly talk like each other feels like it could’ve used a little more. 

where crypto and wattson having an established friendship in the broken ghost failed, lifeline and octane’s established friendship works because we’ve been told since octane’s release they were childhood friends and given lore materials that indicate they’ve known each other for a very long time.

apex wants this storyline between crypto and wattson and caustic to feel dramatic and tense and ultimately rewarding when crypto and wattson did become friends for real and stuff, but instead it just comes across as hollow and empty. 

there’s nothing there. it’s a case of tell, don’t show, and it looks like this stupid conflict is gonna keep going for another couple of seasons at this rate. 

side note: this entire script was written before the new twitter comics

please tell me ur thoughts and feel free to respond with ur own lil essay

also believe it or not this is not the "shipping is a detriment to apex's story" essay i was gonna write this is a completely different essay that has some overlap SKXISOSOW

[actuallybarb]

The Aftermath ~ Part 6

Summary: y/n does nothing to discourage morgan stark from swearing, senior year officially starts, and y/n never considered herself stiles but when peter is lydia she’s alright with it

Pairing: peter parker x reader

Warnings: swearing, angst, fluff, y/n fixing everyone’s problems, trauma

Word Count: 3023

A/N: shit shit shit i love it i’m here for it i shamelessly stole it from Teen Wolf

                                                        ///////////

I stayed at the compound that weekend, working with FRIDAY and Pepper to get the rest of the footage salvaged and try to clear Spider-Man’s name.

“‘Morning, FRIDAY,” I yawned out as I slipped back into the desk chair in the lab Friday morning. “Any progress on the footage from EDITH?”

“We got footage from the bridge, but it doesn’t look too good for Peter.”

My eyebrows furrowed. “Show me.”

I sipped Sokovian tea (Wanda was a genius with tea leaves) as I played the footage over and over again. “Of course it doesn’t look good for Peter, it’s his face.” Peter’s face was telling EDITH to stop all of the drones. But the whole point was so Spider-Man wouldn’t get charged with murder, not proving his true identity. “Well shit.”

“Shit.” I turned in my chair and saw Morgan Stark at the door, a proud grin on her face.

Pepper had brought Morgan by last weekend and she and I had become fast friends. After nearly losing her mind over where her daughter was, Pepper found Morgan happily chasing mini tornadoes I made in the training room. After that, she would ask FRIDAY for periodic updates, but mostly Morgan and I got to run free around the compound.

I pointed a finger at her. “I refuse to be blamed for your foul mouth, got it?” She nodded then ran over and climbed onto my lap, looking at the videos.

“Peter?”

“Yup. And that’s the problem.”

“Why is that a problem?”

“Because in this moment we needed him to have his mask on.”

“But he doesn’t.”

“Now you see the problem.”

“Why can’t we just put his mask on him?”

“Because, Young Stark, that would be considered tampering, and would completely nullify the evidence in a courtroom.”

“So Peter’s stuck being Peter?”

“Peter’s stuck being Peter.”

“Shit.”

“Shit is right.” I looked at her sternly. “No swearing in front of Pepper, got it?” I stuck out my pinky and she wrapped her tiny one around it, squeezing hard. “Let me just email your mom about this, then we can go on an adventure, okay?”

The email took twenty seconds, then Morgan and I were racing through the compound, brushing past anyone who got in our way. We had just turned down an unexplored hallway when we heard sniffles. I screeched to a stop. “Wait right here, Morgan.” One tap of my foot and I ‘saw’ them in a coat closet. And I was pretty sure I already knew who it was. I knocked very lightly on the door. “Peter?”

There was a lot of shuffling, then silence. “Who is it?”

“Y/N.” Morgan stomped her foot. “And Morgan.”

“Oh. Hey, guys.”

“Can I open the door?”

Before he even answered I could tell he was uncomfortable. His heart rate picked up and his fingers started tapping on his knee.

“Hey, Morgan. I’m going to talk to Peter for a little bit. Can you find Wanda until I get back? We can go on our adventure after.” She looked between me and the closet before nodding, running off the same way we came. “Keep an eye on her, FRI.”

Then I opened the door.

How I managed to squeeze inside that closet with Peter already in it was an absolute mystery to me, but I eventually closed the door on myself and let the space be dark.

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

“What’s up?”

“Not much.”

“Really? That’s good news.”

“Yup, just peachy.”

“Huh, could’ve fooled me. Why are you crying in a closet, then?”

“Oh, you know, just…” He stayed silent.

I nudged his knee with mine. “Talk to me, Pete. It’s just us.”

He sniffled again. “MJ called. She - she, uh. She said— She can’t be with me right now.”

“She broke up with you?” I couldn’t believe my ears. Was I excited? Disappointed? I wouldn’t know.

“She said, with all of this Mysterio stuff still going on, it’s best if we’re not together.” His head dropped to his knees. ”School starts in four days, Y/N. How am I going to face her? How am I going to face anyone?”

His voice and my heart cracked at the end of his sentence. “I don’t know.” I stretched my hand forward and held onto his forearm, slowly running my thumb back and forth. “I’ll be there. Ned will be there. I’ll happily hit anyone in the face who says anything to you.”

He snorted. “You wouldn’t.”

“You weren’t there when I punched Flash.”

His head shot up. “You punched Flash?”

“You see what you miss when you get stopped at the airport?”

He laughed. “That stupid banana.”

I smiled and leaned back, letting my hand fall from his arm. “Have you called Ned?”

He stiffened slightly. “A couple days ago.”

“You should call him. Now you guys have something else in common.” His eyebrows scrunched together. “You both have had girlfriends and broken up with them in the same summer.” He visibly cringed. “Too soon, sorry.” I ended up in a squatting position, one hand on the knob. I grabbed his arm and gave it a small squeeze. “You’re going to be okay, Peter.”

I probably shouldn’t have left him in the closet, but I had a call to make.

“Hey, Y/N.”

“What the fuck, MJ?”

“What?”

“Are you fucking kidding me? You broke up with Peter?”

Did I want Peter to be single so I could eventually shoot my shot? Yes. But not like this.

I found a different closet to hide in, pushing myself as far against the wall as possible and hopefully muffling my voice enough no one could hear me.

“You’ve seen everything on the news, Y/N. Spider-Man’s identity revealed, then Spider-Man killing Mysterio, it’s- it’s-“

“You know it’s not true. You know Peter’s Spider-Man and you know he would never hurt a fly, let alone kill Beck, no matter how hurt he was. Beck tried to kill you, and you’re punishing Peter for this?”

“I don’t know what to think! All of this shit about holograms and hallucinations, I can’t tell what’s real and what isn’t. You saw how real that Elemental looked in Prague, you can’t say you’re not a little bit freaked out about this.”

”No, I can’t, but I can’t say that breaking your trust with Peter is the best option right now either.”

There was a deep sigh on the other end of the line. “Take care of him, Y/N. You get him and all of this superhero shit more than I ever will.”

Then she hung up.

She hung up.

Take care of him? What did she think I was doing, huh? What have I been doing this whole time?

I left the closet and made my way to the living room, ready for a six year old distraction. “Morgan?”

“Y/N!” She was sitting beside Peter on the couch, the afternoon sun filtering through her long eyelashes. “Come watch a movie with us.”

“How ‘bout some lunch first?”

“How about lunch and a movie?”

I laughed. “You’re convincing, I’ll give you that. Chicken nuggets?”

“Yeah!”

“Peter, chicken nuggets?”

“Sure.”

Morgan picked Disney movie after Disney movie, her attention never wavering. Once the sun went down, though, my eyes were getting heavy. After so many days of no sleep, my body insisted darkness meant it was time for bed. We were on movie number 4 (Sleeping Beauty, go figure) when my eyes couldn’t stay open. Before I knew it, my breathing had evened out and I only saw the insides of my eyelids.

I woke up the next morning on one of the most comfortable pillows I had ever had, which was saying a lot, ‘cause I had one of those memory foam ones. I could’ve slept on it forever, but then it shifted around and my neck got squished, and—

Wait.

Is this thing moving?

I opened my eyes, and sure enough, it was. I just so happened to be using the legs of none other than Peter Parker for a pillow. How I ended up like that, I have no idea, but my heart was in my throat the second I realized it.

It’s like I was frozen. (I had accidentally frozen myself on more than one occasion, it’s about as fun as you think it would be.) I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, all I could do was watch his chest move as he inhaled. It slowly started to move faster until I could feel his heart rate speeding up, and I knew something was wrong.

“Peter?” I sat up and turned to face him, one hand moving to his shoulder. “Wake up, Peter.” I shook him probably a little too harshly and he started awake, his eyes wild. “Hey.”

“Are you real?”

A nightmare. No wonder he was freaking out, he wasn’t sure he wasn’t dreaming.

“Yeah, I’m real.”

“Can- Can you prove it?” He saw the flash of distrust in my eyes and backtracked instantly. “Sorry, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have—“

“It’s fine, Pete. Seriously.” He didn’t look like he believed me, so I had to think of something quick that would prove I was real. “Last night, we watched Sleeping Beauty, ‘cause it was Morgan’s fourth request, and you were actually really excited to watch it because you’d never seen it before, and so it starts and you were out in the first fifteen minutes.”

“Are you sure you’re not talking about yourself? Because you were asleep way before I was.”

“You woke up, sure, but you definitely fell asleep before I did.”

He smiled and leaned his head back, but it eventually dropped. He looked at me and asked quietly, “How can you tell? What’s real and what isn’t?”

The sun was barely peaking over the horizon when I answered. “The bending. People move a specific way, even just how they walk and how they stand, and it can’t be mimicked. Beck tried it, he tried to make himself look like you, but it just felt wrong. Everything is slightly off when what I’m seeing isn’t reality.”

He grumbled, “Wish I could do that.”

I rolled my eyes and scoffed. “You can, Peter. You already have half of it down, you just have to pay attention to it.”

“What do you mean?” He was fully sitting up at this point, his entire body engaged in my every word.

“You have heightened senses, right? Which makes the hallucinations ten times worse for you.” He nodded. “You can use those to your advantage. Heartbeats, footsteps, shifts in the dirt, they’re all jumbled together until you can differentiate between people. It takes a lot of concentration and time, but it eventually becomes second nature.” I was tapping the cushion with every other finger, a trick I picked up from my shrink after The Blip first happened. It used to be a coping mechanism, now it’s just a habit when I zone out.

“Can you teach me?”

His eyes were bright. How could I say no to him when he was looking at me like that? You did, Y/N, like three weeks ago. Okay, but those were life-threatening circumstances. This is different.

“Sure. But not today.” I stood up and stretched completely, then checked the time on the oven. Seven twenty-seven. I could get home just after eight if I left right now.

I made it at eight, right on the dot.

////////////

Stepping off the subway, I knew school was going to be rough. Not just that day, but the week, the month, the semester, the year. Senior year was supposed to be enjoyable, right? After the last few disasters Mr. Harrington has been apart of on his school trips, they all but banned us from going on any more of them. Not that I really minded, except for the senior trip we were supposed to have right after graduation. Summer was exciting enough for a lifetime, I didn’t need any more repeats of that.

I walked into the building, headphones in but no music playing. There was Brad, leaning against the locker of some poor unassuming junior. Flash, his camera on, documenting the last first day of high school. MJ, her own pair of headphones in, made eye contact with me briefly, then looked down at her phone again just as fast. Peter and Ned, slightly more solemn than usual, standing at their lockers, comparing class schedules.

My locker was only a few down from them, so I said hello before passing by, the three-number code learned by heart.

I sensed Peter and Ned before I ever heard them. “If I concentrate any harder on these footsteps I’m going to lose my mind.” He had texted me all weekend asking about how to learn movement patterns and footsteps, so he was obviously practicing my tips.

I laughed. “Yeah, duh, Peter, even I don’t know what everyone moves like. The trick is to learn the people you’re close to, then learn to pick them out of a crowd. Start with someone you see a lot of, who you’re familiar with, then work from there.”

“Ooh.”

I looked over at Ned. “How was the rest of your summer, Ned? Any more girlfriends?”

“No, I’m still a bachelor. I think I’ll stay this way for a while - strong independent man who doesn’t need a woman. But, I mean, if someone comes along, it’s not like I’ll say no.”

“I respect the hustle. Don’t tie yourself down, Ned.”

“Thank you, Y/N, I really appreciate that.” The bell rang and he looked down at his schedule. “I have physics, I’ll see you guys later.”

“What do you have?”

I looked at my own schedule, nearly running into someone as we walked through the hall. “Spanish. You?”

“Spanish.” I grabbed his sheet of paper and compared them.

“No fucking way.” We had every single class together.

Every.

Single.

Class.

Pepper.

“What is it?”

“We have every class together.”

“No way.” He grabbed the papers from my hands and looked over them himself. “The chances of this happening are—“

“Minuscule.”

He just shrugged it off. “Nice to have a familiar face in the crowd.”

I shot Pepper a quick text before we walked into Spanish.

Really, you have us in every class together?

I’m worried about him, Y/N. Frankly, I’m worried about you, too. Just keep an eye out for each other, okay?

Yeah yeah sure.

This school year just got a whole lot more interesting.

/////////

I guess I could consider Flash a friend. He was nice enough not to post the video he had of me being an Elemental and he let me use his shoulder as a pillow on the flight home. The only communication we had over the rest of the summer was me commenting something on his Instagram story and him replying. So I was a little surprised when he took a seat beside me in chemistry, but not disappointed.

“Do you and Parker have every class together?”

“Yup.”

“Shit that sucks.”

“He’s alright, Eugene, maybe one day you’ll realize that.”

“I can’t believe Mysterio tried to say Parker was Spider-Man. I mean, can you think of a less-likely candidate?”

I rolled my eyes. “Stop insulting my friends, Eugene, or I’ll make you move seats and do this class on your own.”

He shut up for a little bit, but when we got a review sheet to do that went over all of last year’s class, he started whispering. “Are you still, you know, turning into monsters and knocking people into rivers?” He hissed in pain as my foot connected with his shin. “Okay, I’ll take that as a no.”

“I’m not talking about this with you,” I whispered.

“It was fucking badass, Y/N.” Another hiss of pain.

“People died, Eugene. Do you not get that? People died because of me. All of the people in our trip could have died and it would have been my fault.” The bell rang and I nearly sprinted out of the class.

My heart was beating too fast, my breathing was too shallow. I knew those were a bad combination, but I couldn’t stop. The room was spinning and I couldn’t feel the ground underneath me and holy shit am I falling?

Someone grabbed my arm and pulled me through a door, and as much as I wanted to pull away I knew I could trust whoever it was.

“Breathe with me, Y/N, okay?”

Peter.

“Just breathe with me.”

I tried. You have no idea how badly I wanted to stop feeling like that. But my body couldn’t catch up to my brain and that freaked me out even more and now I was getting lightheaded. “I- I-“

And then a completely new sensation filled my brain. Lips. Soft - maybe a little chapped - lips were on mine.

I didn’t need help breathing anymore because Peter Parker literally took my breath away.

He pulled away, but I kept my eyes closed. Maybe if I keep them closed I can hold onto it just a little bit longer.

“You okay?”

God his voice was so soft. I just wanted to wrap myself in it and take a nap.

“Did you get that from Teen Wolf?”

Smooth, Y/N, real smooth.

Shut up.

“Ye- yeah, I did.”

I sighed in relief. “Thanks. For stopping it.”

“No problem.”

“How’d you know?”

“Teen Wolf.”

“No, how’d you know I was having a panic attack?”

“Oh. Your- your heartbeat, actually. We have every class together, so yours has been the easiest to learn so far. Then I heard it beating like crazy so I knew something was up.

“Oh. Thanks.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“No.”

“Want to talk about it?”

I thought about it for a second. “Maybe later, when we’re not sitting on the floor of an empty classroom.”

He laughed. “Okay.” He stood up and gave me his hand, pulling me to my feet. “C’mon, we’re late for English.” He led the way down the nearly empty hallway, while I pulled out my phone and sent one more text to Pepper.

Okay, it was a good idea.

tags: @eridanuswave​ @vampirestrawberries​

[msmarvelwrites]

The Winter Ghost - Part 11

Info: A Devastating car crash causes you to lose your memory and start over. The only thing left in the wreckage was the horrific nightmares which plagued your mind. If you knew what today would entail you would have just stayed in bed. But you didn’t and because of that, everything you knew was about to change.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: swearing, ptsd, fluff

W/c: 2.4 k 

A/n: Wow, its been a week! I dont know about you but August is something else honestly! I hope you guys are enjoying the read and as always if you have any feedback, or youd just like to chat, hit me up! Thank you @cutie1365​ for your help with this one! 

It had been a whole week since you woke up in Shuri’s lab, but the fifteen minutes it took her to perform the final analysis felt like it droned on forever.

In the days that passed Wanda had come by your room the most. She had changed, but then again, so had you. Her eyes bare a worry that never seemed to go away, no matter how much you reassured her. It wasn't her fault. But even still, every time she saw you she tiptoed, afraid she’d set you off at any moment. You were used to this coming from Steve, but a tiny part of you broke at the thought of Wanda fearing you. She had always accepted you, no questions asked… 

Nat would usually come for dinner, giving you the full breakdown of the day. Since waking up and remembering everything it was hard to trust the people around you, but she made it a little easier. She assured you that Sam wasn't angry, and that he had recovered with very minor injuries. You were thankful she didn't bring up your other opponent. 

Then there was the Captain himself. You haven't really seen Steve much, but you heard him through the walls of your room. He visited his friend every day. He never actually went into his room, however. He would only stand outside and apologize over and over for something you could never make out.

On the fourth day, he spoke to you. You were half asleep, it was probably sometime past midnight when you heard his voice. 

“No! Please NO!,” His voice woke you from your sleepy daze. “Y/n, please. I’m so sorry. I didn't know. I- I'm so sorry, I never…” The sound of your name on his lips caused a shiver to rush down your spine. His words came out breathy as he choked on a sob. It was clear to you he was having a nightmare. There was a part of you, albeit small, that wanted nothing more than to rush to him, and sooth his fears. But you didn't. You just listened while he screamed for you, unmoving. That's what he deserves, you thought, but you didn't believe it. Not fully. 

“Okay, lets go over this again. What's your name?” Shuri rolled across the room on her chair scribbling something down on a tablet. You rolled your eyes, this had to be the fifth time she had asked you. 

“Y/n L/n. Born in Philadelphia.  Joined S.H.I.E.L.D after my family died in a fire. Moved to Jersey to be closer to work, met Agent Beson, got engaged, and then The Winter Soldier killed him… Did I miss anything?” You rattled off. Shuri only nodded, writing something down you couldn't see. 

“You developed a super soldier serum that could absorb the powers of your opponent.” Shuri ‘reminded’ you. 

“Right, how could I forget what got me into this shit show in the first place.” You scoffed. 

“And you remember how you made it?” She asked. 

“Yes… No… Maybe? I think with some time I could recreate it, but I’d need to run a few tests, get the ingredients at the corner store. The serum was created for me and me alone. In case it got into the wrong hands, I didn't want anyone else to be able to use it.” You shuttered at the memory burned into your mind. The wet cement room Hydra had locked you in for days, torturing you for answers you wouldn't dare give. “It’s flawed, obviously. It was never ready to be used. We were trying something new. I was never the best candidate for the serum, as it amplifies what's already within and in my case, was pretty fucked up already… Not to mention the nasty side effects.” 

“And what would those be?” The small scientist spoke, now on the other side of the room pulling up a hologram of Dr. Erskine’s original serum from World War II.

“Psychosis mostly. But there was a chance it would enhance trauma or cause permanent brain damage… You know, the good stuff.” You chuckled but Shuri didn't look quite as enthused. “Look, I didn't say the serum was perfect. It was my first draft.”

“Hydra doesn't care about perfection. They want it, and they're going to do anything to get it.” Steve voiced from the doorway you only now realized he was standing in.

 “You look like you're feeling better.” He said. 

“Well, thank you Captain.” You saluted him in a mocking way that only made his jaw clench, “Here’s hoping you can say the same for your friend.” Your words dripping with sarcasm. 

Steve's eyes went dark at that. He looked like he was going to rip you in half. Of course he couldn't, at least not with your homemade cocktail coursing through your veins.

“She’s not ready.” Steve barked refusing to make eye contact with you. You tried to play it cool, but if the Captain was the reason for you staying locked up in this lab for another day you were going to throw a full blown temper tantrum. 

“She’s passed all psych evaluations, and seems to have control over her emotions.” Shuri aspoke matter of factly. 

Damn right. 

“I don't care about some evaluation. If I say she’s not ready-” That was it. It was, after all, pretty easy for you to lose your temper these days. 

“You can't just keep me here!” You shouted, causing Steve's head to snap back in your direction. 

“I can and I will. Until we are sure you're not a threat.” He seethed.

“Well, she’s not. And you're not in charge here. I am.” Shuri matched his tone, causing a small smirk to play on your lips. What a badass. 

Steve only blinked at the small girl, unsure of what to say next. So she continued.

“She’ll be back in her room on the compound by the end of the day. If you don't like that, by all means leave. Wasn't that yours and Bucky’s plan after all?” Shuri snapped. This new information made you stiff. They were leaving? Both of them? You weren't sure why this made you feel nauseous, but it did. 

“Yeah, like he’d ever leave without her.” He pointed an accusatory finger at you, causing you to imagine how satisfactory it would be to snap it off and shove it right up his tight-

“If you stay, you listen to me. You're not my captain here, Steve. Show me some respect.” Her voice was powerful. You weren't sure how a sixteen year old could hold herself with confidence, lord knows you were a mess at her age, but nevertheless, she did. And she did it with an unmatched grace. 

Steve opened his mouth and then closed it, lost for words. Shuri held her stare, unwavering as she looked up at the 6 foot man. Seriously, what a badass. 

“If she loses control, it's on you.” He all but shouted while Shuri only chuckled causing a rage to wash over Steves face. 

“Actually, I think if she loses it again, it will be lost on you.” She looked at you while you nodded giggly. Steve shuttered at the idea, making you smile from ear to ear. With that, he stormed out of the lap. The two of you stared at each other before bursting out laughing. 

“Did you see his face!? He looked like he was going to shit his pants!” You cackled, holding your stomach for some sort of relief. 

“I don't think he’s used to being told no. Big baby.” She cooed, laughing to herself. “To be fair, you almost killed his best friend, so if I was on your bad side I might be worried too.” That shut you down. Steve was one thing, if he feared you, so be it. But you weren't dangerous. Okay, you had squashed Barnes like the bug he was, but that wasn't here nor there. 

You signed. They had every right to fear you. You feared yourself at times. But the reappearing of your memories seemed to ease you, for now at least. Everything was back on the table. You knew who you were and you could finally see the whole picture. 

“Okay, but seriously Y/n. We have to talk about a few things before I release you.” Shuri spoke, pulling her seat back up beside you. You attended to her newly serious tone and looked down at her from the bed. “Hydras after you. They need that serum, for who knows what. We have to know, can it be cloned while in your bloodstream? Is there anywhere else but that lab you blew up where they could get the blueprints to recreate it?” She asked. 

“Nope and nope.” You popped the ‘P’ as you spoke. “Hydra can’t reacreat it without me, and that will never happen again, so they're screwed. I didn't tell anyone what I was working with, not even Tommy.” Your voice fell flat at the mention of his name. 

“That's good. Steve’s going to want to hold a team meeting to brief everyone on what's going on and Natasha’s been chomping at the bit to get you back to training. You think you're up for that?” You only nodded, reassuring her. 

“Just get me the fuck out of this damn lab. No offense but if I have to look at your face for another second I’m going to find out about that psychosis side effect.” Shuri giggled at that. 

“You're free to go.” She gestured towards the door. Your eyes went wide, but she didn't have to tell you twice. In seconds you rushed out of the door and down the hallway towards your room. 

As you passed through the kitchen, you noticed Nat sitting at the island eating breakfast. You waved and her face fell. Peaking around the corner you noticed why. 

There, sitting on the large couch was, Bucky. 

Fuck. 

Bucky noticed Nat’s stiffness and turned to see what had her so nervous. That's when his eyes landed on you. All colour washed away from his face, leaving him pale. A ghost of who he once was. Before he could get up, you were gone, sprinting down the hallway. When you thought about seeing Bucky again you imagined feeling a million emotions. Murderous rage being one of them but this, this was not one of them.

When you were finally in your bedroom with the door locked, you allowed yourself to sob. Tears streamed down your face as relief washed over your body. You despised yourself for feeling anything but disgust for the man who had slaughtered any chance at happiness in your life. But, here you were, crying into your pillow like a heart broken teeager, because the man you loved wasn't dead. You wished with every fiber of yourself that he had been gunned down on that bridge, but there he sat, in the living room, steel blue eyes fixated on yours, heart still very much beating. 

The loud knocking from the other side of your door was what ripped you back into reality and out of your all consuming thoughts. You closed your eyes, and tried to keep your sniffling quiet, hoping they would just leave. When another three knocks echoed through the room, you groaned, grabbing a pillow from your bed and rocketing through the air.

“I’m busy.” You shouted to the insufferable knocking. 

“No you're not.” Sam’s voice shouted back. A smile pulled at the corner of your mouth at his mocking tone. After a moment of battling with yourself, you slugged off the bed and opened the door. 

Sam smiled down at you, a small pink cut traced itself over the top of his brow down to just below his eye. By now it was almost healed, but you could tell it once was deep and raw.

“Did I do that?” You winced, gesturing to your face where his gash resided. 

“Nothing I can't handle. Can I come in?” He asked.

You nodded, opening the door a little more and allowing him access. He looked around your room. What once was bare, now had boxes and bags filled with items that were important to you. 

“So, how ya’ feelin’?” He asked, taking a seat on the reading chair next to your coffee table. You followed him, tentatively as you sat on the edge of your bed. You hadn't spoken directly to Sam in over a week, you weren't really sure if he still trusted you like before. Hell, you wouldn't blame him if he didnt. 

“Nothing I can't handle.” You mirrored his response, causing him to chuckle softly. 

“Guess were both pretty tough, huh?” He spoke, just over a deep whisper. You nodded your head once in response, feeling the awkward tension to hover in the room before it became hard to breathe. 

“Sam, I-” You stated, but your voice broke. 

“Hey, hey,” He started, crossing the room and in a second he was at your side, kneeling just below you, he took your hands in him. There was no hesitation, no fear in his eyes. He reassured you before placing a soft kiss on the back of your palm. “Dont. Just don't. It’s not your fault. I have every sense to blame that little witch, but it's not her fault either. I’m just glad you're okay, Y/n” He said.

You hadn't noticed the small tear that had escaped until Sam wiped it away, his warm skin seering into yours. 

“Besides, I kicked your ass like, twenty to one. I’d say I still win this match.” That caused a small laugh to bubble out of your chest. 

“Thank you, Sam.” he nodded, getting up and sitting next to you on the bed. 

“You hungry?” he asked.

“Starving.”

“Lets go get some dinner.” He took your hand in his and stood, but you didn't budge. He looked back and raised a brow in question. 

“I think I’m just going to eat in here… If that's okay?” You signed. Feeling like the old broken Y/n who was weak and pathetic. 

“Great idea. I’ll bring you something. We can just hangout. I know for a fact Nat’s been dying to see you, care if she joins us?” He asked, eyes soft and full of understanding. 

“Only if I can pick the movie we watch.” You said, a smile pulling at the corner of your mouth. 

“Done deal.”

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