#not his family obviously!!! but everyone else.

[yanmuffins]

the way I screamed when you said you were going to write a fanfic about Phineas and Ferb reader-

giggling, kicking my feet, twirling my hair, squealing like a highschooler who just got their first crush-

aniway, more about the reader and Damian! think about the crazy adventures that the reader would drag Damian into, they way he would keep insisting that it was just so he could collect enough evidence about the crazy things reader did so he could get them busted, but deep down, they both know he was having just as much fun as reader was while blowing shit up, going into the space to steal back the moon, going into the past to see real life dinosaurs and etc

and when Batfam finds out everything, he can't deny that he misses when it was just the two of them and a new gadget Reader created to entertain them all day long

sad, sad ending... AND THEN THE SECRET OF THE PLATYPUS IS REVEALED

even the reader is shocked, but they are supportive and understanding immediately

In the corner, Batman is about to faint because seriously, how many more secrets will this family discover in the space of a week? First the only child he thought was normal in this crazy ass vigilante family turns out to be an engineering genius bordering on Bob the Builder crime lord version, and then he discovers that he has given that same child permission to build insane shit in his backyard and now, the goddamn platypus is an goverment agent and is an active member of the JL, and also, CLARK KNEW!

dear lord, i have a lot of free time (also, same anon from the previous ask, hi!)

context &. context.

hi, anon! ヾ(>ω<○)

damian and phineas! reader's relationship has so much potential!

tbh as upset as he initially is no longer being the only blood child, i don't think he would straight up bully reader. rather, he brushes them off after deciding they are, indeed, just an unworthy illegitimate child with no remarkable skills (stellar perfomance at school doesn't count. neither do all those medals, trophies and awards they won in science fairs and international competitions that they proudly display in their bedroom). he limits himself to passive-aggressive quips that go over reader's head, scowling, unwillingness to engage and be friendly.

they're not a threat to him – his position in the family is unperturbed, he still gets undivided attention from father and his other siblings while they apparently couldn't care less about the newest addition to the waynes.

until reader's first summer vacation in gotham rolls in. one day they're back at their old neighborhood in metropolis helping their friend sell lemonade and the other they're creating something called s'winter in bruce wayne's backyard. it's preposterous, dangerou, reckless, and he needs to tell his father. but then it disappears, it keeps disappearing, the family keeps missing those insane gadgets that are so obvious and he can barely stand it!

that's when he becomes glued at the hip with their sibling: the goal is to expose them to the rest of the family, obviously. he's dedicated to busting reader's summer fun at first, he still very much dislikes his sibling, the deluxe treehouse they built him is totally not cool at all, but... well. maybe they're not so bad. he won't admit it out loud, but it's impressive that they can come up with so many creative schemes and bring them to life in a day. and he's got some cool memories out of it too.

so when reader is busted, it feels... weird. now he has to share their attention with everyone else (as if sharing it with jon and your stupid friends wasn't bad enough), and the family wants to keep them cooped up at home when there's plenty of mischief the two of them could be getting up to outside!

also, yup yup yup!! this is a visual representation of bruce finding out everything, from reader to platypus. i think clark knowing everything might make him want to just go bluescreen mode.

[under-loch-n-key]

Hi everyone. Obviously everyone has seen the news and read the polls and obviously you can tell that we’re likely cooked.

For some reason our country wants to elect the Mango Menace and his gaggle of orange stained goons once again.

I am terrified for myself, my loved ones, my country, our climate, and just everything.

However, I’d like to tell the LGBTQIA+ community these things because I know we are terrified right now.

What happened today, it’s devastating. It angers me too. Some of my closest family voted for that horrible man. I don’t think I can look at them the same way anymore. Especially, when they hold no guilt or remorse about it even after I explained his policies to them. What do I know, I guess.. 🤷🏻‍♂️🙄

However, as a queer, trans man in this little community, I want ALL of the LGBTQIA+ people who will see this post to know that things will be alright. We all have each other. We know we exist here in the states even if none of us have met. We EXIST.

Just because those orange stained dunderheads want to silence us doesn't change the fact that we exist. We do. We always will. Bigotry cannot fight facts and science. We'll always exist. The only time trans people won't exist is when the human race dies out. Even then, we have other animal species that are queer and trans. No matter what, we will always exist in nature. They cannot change that. They cannot take that from us. Do not lose hope. Even though it's really fucking hard not to.

Do not lose it. The fact that you and I exist is a beacon of hope to another trans and queer person. We exist. None of us want to be left here alone. So we must go on. We must continue to exist. Things WILL be okay. I'll always keep fighting and living for you and every one of my trans and queer brothers, sisters, and siblings.

You existing and simply being here is a beacon of hope to me. Someone who has understands how I'm feeling. Someone who is LIKE me but so different at the same time.

In the grand scheme of the universe, we are very small. However, even though it's small, the fact is that it EXISTS. It's so fucking small in this big void of the cosmos but we're here. We're made of similar components as stars, ones that had to die for us to exist.

I like to think of the sky as when humanity was truly equal. When we were just atoms in the big ol' void, ya know? We didn't fight. We didn't give a shit about all of this stuff. We were allll different types of stars and matter. We were all random as hell, but we just WERE. We coexisted peacefully together in the universe.

Now that those stars are dead as a door nail and some dumb fishy bastard decided to get curious and walk on land, we're all human. Humanity fucking sucks ass sometimes but it's also such a beautiful fucking thing. No matter what happens, a part of us will always exist.

Our existence is embedded in the universe. Nothing can change that. So, please keep living. Be safe, but keep living. Always keep fighting. We belong here just like anyone else.

You belong. You are loved. You are cherished. You are noticed by me and other people here. We all understand each other. So keep going. Again, one day we will all have a better tomorrow. I swear to fucking god or whatever the hell is out there, if anything, however it's unlikely, I will ALWAYS keep fighting for you and WITH you.

Every protest l attend. Every petition I sign. Every time I vote. Every time I go to pride. Every time l simply leave my home as I am. I am doing it for you and all of us. Our people WILL have our damn tomorrow. I'm sick of us not having it. I swear to you we will. So, again, please keep going. Keep fighting. Keep living. Exist. Your existence may be a threat to some bigoted fucker but your existence is precious to someone else. Please do not let them take your right to exist away from you. Keep going.

We’ll have a better tomorrow, the one that we deserve eventually, but we just need get through the hard, bumpy, dirty road first.

Again, we will be okay. Everything will be okay. We’ll get through it. Yes, unfortunately, we will likely see suicide rates and hate crime rates go up and that's disgusting and just all types of awful and depressing. It angers me beyond words.

However, we are strong.

We shouldn't have to be strong though.

What we should be and need to be is loved, accepted, warm, fed, have shelter, and are safe.

For now though, we remain strong. You will always have a place here.

You will live. You will not die, hun. I know the thought creeps in and believe me, I understand. Those thoughts creep in for me too, but we must learn to try to control them. If there's anything I know about us trans and queer folk it's that we're strong, feisty, kind, very sexy, and cheeky as hell. So, if we live, we live because it's our damn right and to be spiteful. We do not owe the people who want to harm us our lives. We just don't. We deserve healthcare. We deserve to love and get married.

We deserve to grow old.

You will grow old. You will be able to go on those trips you've always wanted. You will be able to have that cheesy romance you've always wanted, if you are someone who is wanting a relationship.

You'll be able to sit down and watch your favourite movie. Why? Because you stayed. You didn't give up. Ever. We will always exist.

We will ALWAYS live.

Being transgender has existed before humans even walked this earth and it will still exist when all of us book our holy bus tickets and the blessed holy tax collector comes to collect our debted souls. No matter what, we will live on. They can silence us all they want and erase whatever the fuck they want but that doesn't mean that it's the truth. We're HERE.

We've been here since forever ago. Those Cheeto dusted dunderheads cannot change that. Like I told another person here, other animals and even plants are trans and queer! We've always been here. That won't change, hun.

Everything WILL be okay. We'll always survive and live on. Look at how far we've come in these past years. Many of us thought that we'd be gone already but here we are, two trans people typing away in comment sections on an app where middle age men get off to octopus porn and neko ladies in Japanese school girl outfits because men. and welcome to the internet, I guess. Lmao.

Everything will work out on way or another. We'll have our tomorrow, hun. For now, we gotta buckle down because we're in for a bumpy ride but hey, thankfully on bumpy you have those moments where ya hit the bump just right and you're like

"WOAH, HELLO!- mister bump, you better watch yourself, you saucy boy~ You can't be doin' that. You better take me to dinner first." Lmao. Okay, on a more serious note, we just gotta buckle down together and get through this bumpy ass dirt road because after awhile you make it through that rocky dirt road in the woods and come out to feel smooth pavement again. It'll be alright. We just need to band together and make it through. We all are always stronger together. You're not alone, my friends.

You're talkin' to a guy who has the personality of a gay muppet with a big mouth. I'm shocked nothin’ has happened to me yet with my yappy ass screeching and getting over 80+ gay people to start baa-ing like sheep at a bigot at last year's pride event, but that's a wholeeeee different situation.

My point is, we'll be okay. We'll make it through.

You'll survive. You have me. You have everyoneeeee here and on other social forums. Sure, it's not the same as in-person interactions but it's somethin'. It’s better than nothing I guess. If we’ve gotta go stealth mode eventually and make secret groups for us trans and queer folk, then so be it.

Just do whatever you feel you need to do to keep yourselves safe.

We'll have a better tomorrow. We just need to keep pushing through this rough shit. We'll get out of the woods and onto smooth pavement with open skies eventually.

Continue to exist. Fight. Be safe, but live. Live for yourself, fellow trans people, and simply for spite.

Fuck bigots. Not actually though. Like DON'T fuck them. Who knows where they've been. But fuck them. They're not worth your life. Their bigotry is not worth your life. Live because it's your right.

Those guys are all so far up Donald Trump’s ass he fired his doctor and hired his supporters to give him a colonoscopy.

So, live long. Live for love and live for spite, my friends. We'll get through this.

It’s Trump 2: Electric Boogaloo. SPOILER: The first movie sucked too. They even tried to make a third one — Mango Menace Strikes Back! We didn’t want to come to the theatre to see the second one but it was a class field trip that most of America signed for us. So, we’ve allll got no choice but to go on the trip to the cinema.

Anyways, things will be okay. We’ll make it through. We’ll out get it figured out. We always do. We’ll take care of each other. Everything will be alright. 🤙🏼💛⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️✨

(Sorry for typos and repetitive speech- it’s 4:14 a.m. EST. 😭😭)

[aamy2100982]

So, I was reading the Venom comic THE END again and I had a crazy fanfic idea... I'll probably never get it done, but I wouldn't mind if someone else take it, as long as they sent me the link right away :b

As a few warnings: mention of suicide and forcing someone to change their identity

In this comic we can see that Symby is able to replace Eddie's body and is also able to recreate life through the codex that is in it's own system.

Just as we also know that he is capable of changing memories as happened in the 2018 Venom comics when Eddie discovers that he never had a sister or an uncle who died of cancer and it was only an alibi for the symbiote to make him stay with them through fear.

So let's set this scene. Eddie dies. The reasons for his death are not necessary for the rest of the story, but to give an example... he suicide, maybe.

When I thought of this idea I immediately thought of Flash because, one, he is the first possible host that Symby would join after losing Eddie and two, he is a character slightly similar to Eddie physically. But I guess it can be exchanged if they find a better substitute.

I guess you're starting to see where the story is going. Symby will progressively try to turn Flash into Eddie, physically and mentally. Altering his memories and DNA to turn him into literally Eddie.

It's obviously a gradual change. Something non-invasive so that Flash won't be able to recognize it and stop it.

As the days go by he has the feeling of forgetting things and having memories that he doesn't fully recognize. Symby gaslights him by telling him that things have always been that way, and there is no reason why his memories change from one moment to the next without explanation.

After a couple of months Flash will start to have more Eddie-like behaviors, especially the symbiote will want him to manifest like when Eddie has this feeling that he wants to get away from everyone, go out to find criminals to kill and probably end up in a sewer sleeping on an old mattress.

Since Flash's change is gradual and slow, his friends and family cannot fully recognize what is happening to him, because it does not seem like a sudden change, but rather as if Flash were going through a complicated phase of his life where for some reason he feels more irritated and less friendly than usual.

I imagine Flash not being able to recognize himself in the mirror, but at the same time having forgotten who he looks like, because the symbiote wants to convince him (and itself) that the one in the mirror is Flash Thompson, and not some kind of impostor.

The story would probably end with Flash adopting his new identity as his own. Disappearing from the lives of his loved ones to adopt this lifestyle that Eddie Brock has, living day to day, thinking that, although he has allies here and there, he has no family or friends he can trust other than his other.

I guess the real happy ending would be that Flash recovers and manages to regain his true identity... but that would also ruin the entire concept that is built throughout the story :b

[magicalflowerstranger]

✨Outer banks part 2 - Spoilers - Rafe/Sarah ✨

I'm a sucker for angsty family dynamics and they sure have it. This season for Rafe, has truly been about his relationships. Sofia and Sarah. He clearly wants to be on good terms with Sarah. He tries to have a conversation when Sarah comes over to his house, but as he tries to touch her, she obviously get's triggered and leaves. I want to add in that, when Rafe learns about Sofia's deal, you could see how broken he got. The first person he ever trusted for once in his life - and it had all been an illusion. So when Sarah saves Rafe, because it's her brother - and not because of the map, he doesn't even believe it. He had just found out about Sofia's deal behind his back and you can see what a mess he is when Sarah and the group ask for the map. He is literally in the middle of deep pit of distrust and heartbreak. When Sarah tells him about their dad, and how he died saving her, it was such a beautiful moment. '' If he was still around, he would want us to work together. I know you know that''. You can see the broken person he is in this moment, and how little emotional security he has had in his life. He wants to trust but his life experiences has clearly taught him that he shouldn't. Sofia had just shattered that hope he had. Drew really delivered the line so beautifully. What an incredible actor he is. It truly was such a touching moment, ''No you're just gonna screw my like everyone else in my life. I know you will. I know you. ''. This right there made me bawl. Madelyn also did such a brilliant job of making the scene so heartfelt. I truly feel like this was one of the scenes that I enjoyed the most. '' I'm all you got. And your the only family I have left''. As Sarah said that, you could see Rafe choosing to trust her even though he is scared, feeling like she might not care about him and just wants the map. So when he accepts working with them and hands her the map......and she pushes the map aside and goes to hug him? And they both have tears in their eyes. OMG.

[theonlymanny]

batfamily discovers Your a bender pt.1

Water bender

First time you met the family you were really shy. Didn’t talk to anyone except Alfred, and Bruce if you needed something. your brothers… well most of them were really normal like Dick who tried to talk to you and befriend you.

Which meant you spend half your day with him showing you around. If you weren’t from Gotham he would show you the whole city. obviously with Bruce’s permission.

Jason on the other hand was really uninterested by you, he did scream at Bruce on why did he had to ruin another kids life. He taught you were a normal kid so he tried to keep you life as normal as it was.

And Tim like a normal person. Tried to find information about you,like where were you from and why were you an orphan. And it was really normal after all.

And oh boy Damian… He tried to fight you, he was always on your business and tried to make you look like you were below him and really weak. But what made things worse is when he threatened you with his sword.

He jumped at you, but before his feet left the ground you bended the water on everybody’s cup and froze his feet. Not to say that everyone was more than surprised. “ don’t you fucking dare to touch me!” You screamed at him not noticing all your new family looking at you. “M/n what are you doing?” Dick asked with his mouth open while everybody else stood there confused. “Umm… I…” you didn’t know what to say. Bruce told you to follow him and you were not really surprised.

“What was all that?” Bruce really confused and somewhat angry asked you. “listen I didn’t know I was gonna show my bending abilities here! I wanted to be here because I thought I would’ve leave that life behind and everything that happened in my pas, but I can’t stand your aggressive child!” “ listen I know Damian might be a little aggressive” you gave him a bored look. “ okay maybe he is more than a little aggressive but I promise I will fix that just explain to me why can you do… that.”

After you explained what a bender was and the different types of bending was he understood more things. And because you told him about your bending he told you about he and your brothers being vigilantes. You weren’t really surprised like Bruce and Jason look like could lift a whole mountain and Damian a literal child using a sword.

You and Bruce came back with everyone. Jason was laughing at Damian while Dick and Tim tried to get rid of the Ice. You laughed while the others tried to get rid of the Ice.

After some years you trained with Bruce and surprisingly Jason who wanted you to also be a vigilante. You ended up being with the Titans or young justice? Anyway you were really happy you could help your teammates. But something happened you and Connor started spending more time together and all your attention that was usually on your brothers suddenly turned to Connor.

“Hey M/n father needs-”. Damian looked at you and Connor in silence l. “ Kryptonian you better start running…”

[eevylynn]

Phantom Pack

Sterek || Omegaverse|| G || 1222 wc

Stiles is the town weirdo who can see ghosts (no one believes him), Derek is the new-in-town hottie who's too intrigued by him to let town gossip stop him from knowing him better.

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Small towns suck.

Everyone knows everyone, and everyone is in everyone else's business. It doesn’t help that as the sheriff’s son, everyone knows who Stiles is.

Unfortunately, he’s considered a little odd thanks to being a taller than average omega. Usually omega men are short, but here Stiles is, being taller than many beta men. The fact that he constantly talked about seeing ghosts didn’t help. Of course, no one believed him.

Stiles walked down Main Street to the coffee shop that was across from the gazebo downtown, so he could take advantage of the free wifi for school. As he walked, he tried not to make eye contact with the various regular specters that haunted Beacon Hills’ downtown or make it obvious that he could see them. It wasn’t easy, especially since some of the ghosts had started recognizing him, knew he could see them, and nodded as if they were just friendly neighbors.

There was old Mr. Wilson hovering by the flowerbed in the park across the street, muttering about how it’s not being taken care of by the current landscaper. A Victorian couple were casually promenading past him, complaining about the latest fashions, nodding at Stiles as they caught his eye. Walking down the library stairs was Leslie Harper, dressed to the nines in her 1950’s house dress, holding a stack of spectral books.

It had astounded Stiles to find out that there was a whole world alongside their own.

He’d first seen ghosts when he was little, but his mom could see them, too, so he didn’t think much of it then. When she got sick, and they figured out it was terminal, Stiles took solace in the fact that he would still get to see his mom even after her death.

Unfortunately, that didn’t happen.

Stiles still had yet to figure out why some came back as ghosts why others did not.

If Stiles thought he was othered before when he was just the odd kid that saw ghosts, it was nothing compared to when he presented.

He was always on the taller end of average in comparison to his peers, taller than some alphas even, so he figured he’d present as a beta at the very least.

Nope.

The universe obviously hated him.

So, now Stiles was known as the abnormally tall omega who talked to the voices in his head.

The little old omegas in town loved to remind him that this wasn’t exactly the best way to find a nice Alpha to take care of him. “Very helpful, thank you.”

He entered the coffee shop, feeling the relief of being back in the land of the living, where the usual hum of human chatter, the rumble of the espresso machine, and the clinking of cups made it easier to tune out the otherworldly murmurs. Stiles set up at a small table in the corner by the window, opening his laptop to get started on his schoolwork.

That’s when he noticed him enter—Derek Hale, the newest arrival in Beacon Hills. The tall Alpha had caused quite a stir when he first arrived. His family had been integral to the founding of the town, but for some reason, they moved away when Stiles was still a kid. Now Derek was back, and everyone seemed fascinated by him.

Derek walked to the counter and placed his order, then leaned against it, waiting for his drink. Stiles tried hard not to stare and instead focused on his screen, but it was difficult when Derek was everything Stiles could ever want in an Alpha: tall, muscular, absolutely droolworthy. Broad shoulders that filled out his dark shirt, arms thick with muscle that strained against the fabric, and the kind of jawline you could probably cut glass with.

“Double tall, cinnamon roll latte, and a grande black coffee, two sugars!” the bored-looking barista called out.

Derek grabbed both drinks and made his way through the tables until he sat down—across from Stiles. He slid the grande paper cup toward him.

Blinking, Stiles glanced around to see that everyone in the café was staring. Why would such a gorgeous specimen of an Alpha man be sitting with the town weirdo?

[moonsrune]

"Seems like a normal day to me," Emma responds with slight trepidation. She can tell that her friend is frazzled. It doesn't take a detective to realize why. Brooke already gave her all the clues last night when she said some hot guy was coming over her house to help her 'study'. Emma didn't want to talk about Brooke behind her back but couldn't help gossiping with Riley all night about her mystery man. In the end, they narrowed it down to three people: Shawn, Robby, and Erik. They were all blond and a year older but Shawn was the only smart one. His father runs the town distillery and is responsible for turning their small town into one of their first media frenzies when he released an alcoholic beverage that was combined with an energy drink that led to many deaths involving teenagers and college students. The controversy surrounding the family name should have been detrimental to Shawn but instead it only made him more popular among the students of Riverwood. "You're probably just overstimulated because of the quiz." She wants to ask about the study session but doesn't want to push. Therefore, she waits for Brooke to bring it up. Meanwhile, she frowns when she hears Riley didn't come to school because of her period. That was such a lie. Things got awkward when Emma brought up sleeping over her house. Now she probably doesn't want to face her. It didn't help that they both got pretty drunk and a slight argument ended their night in equal frustration. Thanks to coming home drunk, Emma could no longer attend Noel's upcoming Hawaiian-themed party.

"Riley and I got into a bit of a fight last night and now I'm not allowed to go to Noel's party. I doubt she has her period." Emma wasn't a gossiper by any means, but she was a little ticked off and moody today. "She's so weird about people coming to her house so I had to go home drunk at three in the morning and my mom woke up." Well, she didn't just wake up. She had a guy over and they were in the kitchen together but Emma wasn't about to let that slip. It was far too traumatizing to bring up. "Also, why would Jake ask you a bunch of questions? Did something happen with him last night?" Or was this still about Noel's party two weeks ago? Unfortunately, everyone knows about Nina and Jake's sleazy night together. As they reach their usual table, Emma bites into her bottom lip. Fuck, she doesn't even know how to tell Brooke that she already slipped up about her study session last night. When Riley shut her down, Emma called Will. She asked if she could come over and he said he was out with Jake. Clearly he wasn't because Jake was home and spying on Brooke. Or trying to. She explained the situation on why she couldn't go to Brooke's or Riley's but in the end, she still had to go home and face her mom. "I won't tell anyone..." she fidgets with her fingers before nervously glancing up at Jake and Will who join their table. That's also when Emma notices Dylan coming over to their table. He wasn't blond but he was hot and looking directly at Brooke. "Hey, mind if I join?" He asks Brooke before taking a seat where Emma would have sat if she wasn't occupying Riley's seat. With Dylan's presence, Jake was cockblocked even harder. He wanted to talk about the picture she sent him last night but now he can't. Tyler shifts uncomfortably away from Nina who tries playing with his hair. She was obviously trying to establish some sort of possession over him in front of everyone else. "As you probably heard, Noel is throwing a lūʻau tonight. If you don't already have a date, I would love to take you." Dylan asks Brooke. Jake exchanges looks with Will while Tyler grows tense under Nina's claws.

I wanted more, but you didn't......

And....

Because you're not over Jake, I won't do what I want to do to you....

Those two statements, damning as they could be, lived rent free in her head ever since he'd initially said them. They haunted her. Every time she closed her eyes, or blinked... they'd replay over and over and over again behind her eyelids. As did the sexy glint in Tyler's eyes the moment he left her bedroom. It was a miracle Brooke could even focus on Mrs. Martin's Algebra quiz. She remembered some things Tyler taught her. If it weren't for his examples and comparisons, she probably wouldn't have been able to relate to the material and therefore would've forgotten everything she learned.

The test was during fourth period, right before lunch. Brooke felt anxious the whole time. She'd occasionally nibble on the end of her pen until she noticed someone was staring at her. Some guy on the football team, who used to surf with Jake. The look he gave Brooke felt oddly invasive and intimate. She tried ignoring it as she went back to filling out her answers. When the bell rung, she turned her paper in and treaded alongside Emma to the cafeteria. "Is it just me or this day going by so slow?"

After the secret, study session with Tyler that's left Brooke's mind in a tizzy... the last thing she wanted to do was face him in front of their friends. Would it be awkward? Would she have to sit there and watch Nina fawn all over him? While knowing she fucked her now, ex boyfriend? Speaking of that.... in comes Jake, highfiving his jock friends while Brooke joins the lunch line with Emma.... "So update, Riley's not here today. She texted me this morning and said she got her period, so she was staying home. Which means... I need you to sit by me at the end of our table. This way, I can avoid Jake and his hundred and one questions." But also so she could, distance herself from Nina and Tyler and any PDA their ringleader might dish just to torture her. "Also, it's safe to say that... study date from last night is probably not going to go anywhere. So, try not to mention it to anyone else, okay?"