#shouting my nut off this is INSANE

[tootiecakes234]

Going to the Hero Awards with Katsuki for the first time:

You and Mina had been doing prep ALL DAY. The hair, the makeup, final dress fittings, you name it. It was kinda nice, like a self pampering that was being funded by the best boyfriend of all time. Katsuki had given you his card and told the both of you to go nuts. He had to work the day of so he’d be getting home just in time to get ready and leave.

Mina had helped you pick out the cutest dress you’d even seen and it was orange to match Katsuki’s hero theme. Your other accessories being black with slight hints of green here and there.

You’re not gonna lie, you were VERY nervous. This was a big award for him. He’d ended up being number six at the last one and this was the year he breaks into the top 5.

Kats has been acting like it’s not a big deal but you’ve been able to feel how anxious he’s really been. So tonight you were gonna focus on holding yourself together and being there for him in whatever way he needed.

You were touching up your makeup just a little when you heard the front door open. He’s running behind.

“Fuck, I know I’m late. I gotta hop in the shower and FUCK! I never picked up my clothes from the-“, he was pacing around the room like a madman.

“Hey, hey.” And you placed your hands on his shoulders to steady him for a minute. “I have your clothes, they’re hanging up in the closet above your shoes. I have your hair stuff laid out on the counter and you might wanna get a quick shave in too.” You say as you run your hands along his stubble.

And he takes a deep breath. And then another.

“Thanks, I got sidetracked at work and time got away from me.”

“ ‘s fine. You’ve got time. Go ahead and hop in the shower and let me know if your need anything, yeah?”

He leans down a places a soft kiss to your forehead and then heads for the bathroom.

Yeah, this was gonna be a long night.

When Katsuki comes out of the bathroom he’s gotta towel wrapped around his waist and he’s looking a lot more himself.

You were sitting down putting on your shoes, but you stop and look up because you noticed he’s not moving anymore.

“What’s wrong?” You ask him.

“You look…… incredible” and the way you start blushing is insane. You cant even make eye contact with him. His compliments are usually never that straightforward. It shocked you a bit.

“Thanks” you whisper softly. And then outta the corner of your eye you see him striding toward you.

“Kats-“ but your lips are covered by his and you just know he’s gonna be covered in your lipstick.

When he pulls back he has a full grin on his face.

“Damn, I feel a lot better now. Gonna have the hottest woman on my arm and I’m gonna finally be in the top 5. Was worried about nothin.”

The smile that shines in your eyes is worth a million dollars.

“You’re not gonna have any of that if you don’t finish getting dressed so we can leave.” And you start pushing him away. “Go. Hurry up”

“Yeah yeah, ‘m goin” he mumbles as he walks away.

“And wipe the lipstick off your face” you shout behind him.

You guys manage to make it just before the doors close for the event and you’re sat at a table with Eijirou and Mina.

They go through the whole spiel of course before they start announcing the Hero’s in their order.

This year Pinky was number 18 which was 6 whole spots higher than last year and Red Riot broke into the top 10 sitting at number 8. You cheered so loud for your friends, but you didn’t fail to notice that Kats hand had slipped into yours and was holding on pretty tight.

He kept a straight face but he was beyond wrecked on the inside. You look over at him and give the the most encouraging smile you can muster.

The numbers continued to be listed off they’d finally gotten into the top 5. He hadn’t heard his name at 5 or 4.

“Coming in as the number 3 Hero in Japan, Great Explosion Murder God: Dynamight. “

He’d broken into the top 3!! You looked over at him and his face was as stoic as ever. Ever the cool man on the outside. This man leaned over, placed a quick kiss to your lips and then walked onto the stage to accept his prize.

“Ugh, yea I worked hard for this. It’s well deserved. Thanks to my agency and the best girl a guy could ask for…. Next year I’ll be number 1.” And then He just walks off.

Everyone else had given these heartfelt speeches but his was of course sweet simple and to the point.

Katsuki has grown up, doesn’t mean he’s changed all that much.

Number 1 ends up being Izuku for the second year in a row. When he walks past Katsuki they hug and congratulate each other. You were happy to see how far their relationship had come.

After the awards are given out, they had back to their seats and you guys have dinner. After, Everyone goes around congratulating and thanking. Most of them kissing ass really, but you digress. You’re in the middle of talking to some agent you really have no interest in talking to when you feel a warm arm wrap around your waist.

“I’m taking her now.”, you hear him say as he starts dragging you off.

“Hey, that was really rude.”

“Too damn bad. I’m number 3 hero, I do what I want” he says and you can hear the smirk on his face.

“Where are you taking me, Mr. Bigshot” ?

“Home. We came, we saw, we conquered. Now I get to have my real prize all to myself.

“And what would that be?” You ask as coyly as you can muster.

“Obviously you dummy. Wanna see how good that dress looks bunched around your waist” he whispers against your ear.

That has you walking with a pep in your step to get out to your car and home.

This had turned out to be a lot better than you’d expected it to.

Katsuki Masterlist

@dreamcastgirl99

[purplerain85]

Betrayal

Pairing: Happy x Reader

Summary: You catch Happy cheating with someone you never expected and Happy clearly needs a reminder why he’s not to mess with you let alone your heart (you are as crazy as Happy if not a little bit more nuts) that person pays the price for your anger and pain and Betrayal.

Warnings: Angst, Swearing, Smut (mentions of Blowjobs, protected and unprotected sex, Oral female receiving, fingering) and a small murder 🙈 at the end.

Tag 🏷️ @withmyteeth @darklydeliciousdesires @jvalentinesworld-cokes-hyna @yourwonkywriter @drabbles-mc @darqchilddaydreamz @reyeswritesmc @samcro-saint99 @happysoldlady @chibsytelford @twistnet @nessamc @indefiniteimagines @raewritesfiction

When you arrived at the clubhouse after working a 12 hour shift, walking up to the doors you can hear two people fucking somewhere in the dark corner, you giggle to yourself and then stop dead in your tracks when you hear his name being moaned…. You brain doesn’t comprehend what you heard at first because you know that voice but there is no way she would do that to you she knows better. But your feet are already walking toward the noise. Hoping and praying that you are wrong.

Unfortunately you are not it’s your “best friend” Brenda (who is smaller than you, blonde hair fake boobs, and prettier than you, in your opinion) and your Husband he has her bent over one of the picnic tables with he has a hand between her shoulders and one on her hip. You know it’s an emotionless fuck at least to him but to her it’s probably not. He has never cheated on you as you never counted the crow eaters from the other charters who just gave him a blowjob and moved on he never did anything like that at home.

Because he knows better he knows how insane you are, besides Gemma you are the only other woman that scares the pants off of him. When you two started dating a certain crow eater refused to get the message, she showed up at the clubhouse trying to get with Happy and you caught wind of her and she disappeared and no one knew what happened even though you were investigated there were no charges because there was no link between you and her as you said you never seen her and no one ever saw you two in the same place and there was no body like the last missing person you were investigated for when you first came in contact with Happy.

Brenda looked up and made contact with you and she gasped and said “Y/N fuck…. I” that was enough to get Happy to look up at you and he went white and pulled out of her ripped the condom off and threw it at Brenda (you were at least happy he used a condom) you just glared at them then turned and walked away back to your car you barely made it out of the parking lot when you heard his bike come to life. You knew he would be home the same time and you were ready to all but kill him or her at this point it didn’t matter this was the worst kind of betrayal you have ever had.

You both arrive home at the same time but you were faster than him as you were able to slam the front door literally in his face which you know is something that set him off. Happy walks in slamming the door so hard the house shook and the smirk on your face told you it was show time. “What the fuck Y/N!” He shouts turn on your heels so fast that he stops in his tracks yelling “no you don’t get to what Fuck the you jerkwad! You! not only did you cheat! you cheated with my best friend the one you think is an air head and keep saying is fake, the one I killed for!” Happy just stand there letting you vent cause he knows you are right and his anger over a door is nothing compared to the anger he can literally feel radiating off of you. “Did you get on your knees for her? Did you eat her out? Because we both know you have eaten me out in forever and she all but fucking demands it with who she is fucking so have you been fucking her all this time?” Happy goes to respond and you cut him off “You know what ? I don’t give a fuck, get the fuck out of my face” you take your wedding ring off and throw it at him and walk to your room and slam the door shut.

Happy stands there in shock as he picks up your ring and starts pacing the living room, trying to figure out why he fucked Brenda he can’t even stand her and her fake ass. At first he tried to blame it on your working so much but he cannot blame you, even after working 12,13,14 hours you still came home and even though you were dead on your feet you still took care of him and he realized that he neglected you and fell into a routine of not taking care of you, and just out for himself. He was literally just looking for a fuck when Brenda hit on him and Jax told him to think about what he was doing. He stopped mid pace and sneered at his clothes all he could smell was her, he ripped his clothes off and walks out back in his boxers and out his clothes in the fire pit and set the clothes on fire. Then went back into the house and had a hot shower so he could wash away everything from his Fuck up away.

Happy walks into the bedroom and sees you laying there in your fuzzy pjs and you watch him (well still glaring daggers at him) while he walks in naked and he slightly touch’s your toes as he walks by and you jerk away and say “don’t fucking touch me” he rolls his eyes and grabs his ankles and pulls you to the edge of the bed (you fight him a little bit but not much that he thinks you don’t want it) and yanks your shorts off and pushes your legs apart and his face is instantly attached to your core and he runs his tongue back and forth from your opening to your clit and eats you like a starved man, moaning so loud at your taste that you can barely keep it together you put your hand on his head to keep yourself grounded, he removes them and places his and your hands on your stomach to hold you still. He pulls to strong orgasms out of you before he is starts to use his fingers while keeping his mouth and tongue working your clit, he finds your g-spot in a matter of seconds and then he pulls your hood back exposing you clit fully to his tongue you are moaning about too much but he keeps going, you have no idea what to do with your hands, they go from his head to his arm trying to pull it lose so his will let go of your hood, to your hair pulling it to the sheets.

When he finally gets your to cum again his fingers are coated with your cream and he sucks his fingers clean while moving up your body you barely register what he is doing tell you feel him pushing into you and you say “I can’t cum again…” he hushes you with a kiss and says “yes you can, I have a lot to make up for” he starts moving slowly passionately while kissing you, sucking and nibbling at your neck, sucking and biting your breast to leave marks and sucking on your nipples. He moves back up to your mouth and says “I am so sorry, there is nothing I can do or say that will make what I did ok, I don’t even know why I did it.” You pull him into a kiss and then slap his ass and tell him to “fuck my like you mean it”. Some how he manages to pull four more orgasms out of him by the second one your are begging him to cum.

You wake up before Happy does and you see about 100 messages from Brenda and what set you off is the fact that she couldn’t even admit that she was wrong she was putting it all on Happy and basically said that he took advantage of her. You messaged her back saying you wanted to meet before she went to work at 8am. And the dumb bitch replied back with “okay 😊”

Happy woke up to Chibs and Jax barging into his house asking “where is Y/N at? Brenda never showed up to work and her mom and boss called the Sheriff” he looked over at the clock and realized it was 4:30 pm he said “I didn’t even realize she left, she was suppose to be off today so she could be anywhere”

Chibs said “well you fucked her best friend and now both girls are missing and both their phones are off but Y/N phone last pinged her and Brenda’s phone pinged North West of here there’s nothing out there” Happy for a look on his face and quickly grabbed his stuff and said he had to go and would call if he needed back up. He got in his van and called Tig “did Y/N ask for that fucking key again?”

Happy and Jax arrived at the factory 3 hours later he saw Y/N car and the side door of the abandoned Factory open and walks toward the door he gets close to the door and all he can smell is acid.

The factory use to make and sell acid but closed down for some reason or another Happy never knew why, he explains to Jax that he knows of this place because this is where he first met you, when he was hired to get rid of someone’s abusive husband but you had found him first as he later found out you had inside information on where he would be because it’s was Brenda’s husband he had been hired to kill and he never trusted Brenda from the get go.

He and Jax walk in and they can hear Brenda crying and begging and calling for help. Jax says “I know a lot of the other guys are scared of her but I had no idea why and I know she is loyal to a fault and is protective of what is her’s but I never imagined she was a killer! How many people has she killed?” Happy looks at him and shrugs “15 that I am aware of and that is including the two she was questioned on since we have been together, I kept her quite tame after we got together, but I think my Fuck up from last night might derail her.” Jax looks at him with wide eyes and says “15? 15! Wait so she did kill that crow eater? Here?” Happy nods to both questions “the acid is so strong nothing is left behind. And since she leaves her phone at home for all her killings and when she goes to work and has an old ass car with no gps and has access to acid vats she know she won’t get caught unless someone snitches on her and she knows that will never be me or Tig will and the weak link is up there begging for her life so don’t piss her off. She scares the piss out of me but I love her more than anything.”

Happy calls out “babe! We are walking up the stairs!” You reply with “who’s we?” Happy says “just Jax and I” as the step up onto the platform which was about 9.5 feet above the massive vat of acid, he assets the scene Brenda’s face is bloody and swollen and is tied to a wooden chair (probably not a good thing) and restrained with strips of cotton (nope definitely not good little Miss Brenda is not coming out of this alive) you look and Happy and say “oh great another person who I have to watch so they won’t tell on me.” Jax raises hands and says “darlin’ I am not telling anyone anything because unlike the rest of my crew who may be scared of my mother and you. I am scared of Happy and I like living! So what is your plan just going to toss her in?”

You smile at Jax and look at Brenda and say “You know after all I did for this bitch she was planning of snitching on me and all of you because she got caught hiring someone to kill her sister but then the guy chickened out and reported her but there was no proof so she decided to seduce you in hopes that I would kill you and then she would kill her sister and she thought she could work it so I would be caught and blamed for everything.” Brenda is crying “no, no, no, I promise I wasn’t going to tell on you, Ha-happy raped me I swear I would never betray you like that.” You look her in the eyes and say “I know Happy and he doesn’t rape woman let alone like to hurt them and as far as I know he has only killed one woman.” Brenda starts going on again about how Happy is this and that that you just roll your eyes and are about to walk over to her but Happy grabs the chair and flings her and the chair off the platform and you hear Breanda screaming tell you hear a splash. You stand there shocked looking at Happy with a fire he knows all to well and he says “now that, that is done can we please go home?” He hands you your ring and you three leave Jax takes the van and you and Happy drive home. Where you rode that man tell you passed out.

[isaacswhy]

home

isaacwhy x gn!reader (sfw) 1.6k summary: moving to the new house was rough, and you had to stay in a hotel for a few days while the boys moved. once you were settled in, you realized just how much you loved it. requested?: no

It brought you no joy to spend another night in the hotel. Of course, you were thankful that Isaac had paid for your nights staying there, but it was frustrating. You weren't able to sleep at home, with your boyfriend, like you usually were. But, you understood that he was just trying to keep you from going insane from how the other guys acted while they moved. It wasn't his first rodeo doing it.

No matter what, though, you still had to swipe your key card and drop your bag in the hotel as you always had. Isaac spent the first night with you, but had to stay the rest of the nights at the new house while they were moving in. The two of you learned the hard way that when Isaac wasn't around while the grown-up toddlers were moving their belongings, they'd be on the verge of burning the place down all the time.

At the very least, you got to call him. You took your shoes off, doing a quick switch into some pajama pants and walked over to your bed. That was the good part of the hotel, the phenomenal bedding. Isaac really shelled out for your comfort. You fished your phone from your pocket and opened Isaac's contact, pressing the little "FaceTime" button.

The line rang for a few seconds, allowing you to adjust how you looked in the camera before he picked up. Your image shrank into the corner as his face came into full view, beaming and bright. You couldn't help the smile on your face when you saw his big, toothy grin.

"Hi baby!" Isaac half-shouted as you watched him fall back on his bed, his curls spreading onto the blanket.

You waved to the camera. "Hi Isaac! How was the day today? Any good news for me?"

"Today was good!" Isaac sat up and looked down at the camera, "I should be able to have us fully settled by tomorrow. Hopefully, you can spend the night then."

You grinned a little bit at the prospect. You'd missed his strong arms wrapped around you. "That's great! I'll keep my phone on me and probably go out for a little shopping trip in the new city, so just give me a call whenever you think the place is ready."

"Sounds like a plan," He said, "I've been setting up our room, actually. Do you want to see now?"

"No, no, leave it a surprise for tomorrow night." With the house being a little bigger than the last one, somehow, the two of you were sharing a room and Isaac's setup would be in an office room connected to it. Although, you shared a room in the last house, but it was essentially just moving into Isaac's space and tossing your own clothes in his closet.

Things wrapped up easily that night, the two of you talking for a little too long until Isaac had to cut off the call. It was getting late, and he needed the energy for tomorrow. When you finally hung up, you tucked into bed, only Isaac filling your thoughts as you drifted off.

You awoke to the sunlight peering through the curtains the next morning. Grabbing your phone, you saw no news from Isaac and got up for the day.

It was pretty uneventful, other than picking up a few new pieces of clothes and a pair of shoes for Isaac. He was a bit of a nut about his shoe game, and you recognized the pair as one he'd been keeping his eye out for online. Luckily, they had a pair in his size. Shoe shopping for a man so tall was a nightmare sometimes.

You were just getting out of the line with your new items when you felt your phone buzzing in your pocket. Grabbing it showed Isaac's contact and a phone call, so you picked it up. "Hello?"

"Hey! I was just letting you know it should be good to come down whenever," Isaac sounded a little out of breath, "Just finished unpacking the last of our stuff. Had to carry Tanner's desk into his room so he could set up his computer. Anyways, if you want to pack up your stuff in the hotel and come down, I'm ready for you!"

A big grin spread across your face. "That's amazing! I'll be headed down soon. Just finishing up a trip to the mall, but I'm gonna head to the hotel right away. I'll pack up my shit and get down to you in a minute, okay?"

"Okay! I love you!"

Your heart warmed a little bit. "I love you too, Isaac, bye."

You were practically sprinting back to the hotel. Once you got inside, you were glad not to have unpacked everything yet. The rest of your clothes and other personal belongings you had with you were packed up quickly into your bags. The car Isaac had rented for you waited for you in the parking garage, where you tossed your things in there. From there, you hit the road.

The drive wasn't too long, but they'd chosen a location far enough from downtown to give themselves privacy. You didn't mind the drive, though, since it was just building excitement to see your boyfriend for the first time in a few days.

You finally pulled into the driveway and walked up to the front door, using your key to get inside. The place was beautiful. Clean, more modern look but with a touch of the luxury that came with a house of this size and price. Of course, in a few weeks, it'd look more like a bomb went off in here. But for the time being, it looked great.

Nick poked his head out from the kitchen and waved at you. "Hey! You finally made it!"

You nodded and waved back, smiling. "Yeah! Isaac thought it'd be best if I wasn't in your guys' path of destruction while you all got moved in. Since I hadn't brought a lot to the last house, anyways, I'm just the last piece of the puzzle."

"That.. makes sense, actually," Nick laughed to himself, "Well, welcome home! ISAAC! GET DOWN HERE!"

You flinched a bit at Nick's sudden yelling, but you heard thundering footsteps as suddenly, your boyfriend ran down the stairs and towards you. You practically leapt into his arms, feeling him pick you up and spin you around.

"You're home!" Isaac was practically squealing into your shirt as he finally put you down, "Do you like it?"

When you saw him like this, he really looked like an oversized puppy. "I love it! The place looks so nice! For now.."

"I'll do my best to make sure they don't rip it to shreds like the last house.." Isaac nervously chuckled, "Come on! Let me show you the room!"

You took Isaac's oversized hand as you followed him up the stairs, leading you through a hallway or two before he opened a door. He led you inside, and you were met with beauty. It was simple, clean, and everything you liked. There was so much personality, the shelves and tables lined with little trinkets, figures, and other pieces of things that you both liked.

You walked over to one of the shelves, smirking. "Did you get me a Jujutsu Kaisen figure?"

"Only because I thought you were really into it," He said with a shy smile, "Did I get it right?"

You nodded and smiled. It was your favorite character from the show, after all. He'd been a good listener after forcing you to watch it with him. "You did, don't worry. This room is amazing, should we go get my bags?"

Isaac lit up a bit. "Oh, right! I'll go get them, maybe get Nick to grab one. You don't worry about any of that, stay here and get yourself acquainted! Look around!"

Before you could protest, he was out of the room and you heard his footsteps down the hallway. You decided to do as he suggested, looking through everything he had set up in your room. You tested out the bed, which was as soft and comforting as you'd loved.

You walked into the office room connected to the bedroom, smiling at his setup and looking over to see a second setup. Before you'd moved, you had another setup that decided to short out during the hot summer heat. When you needed to play something, you often just used Isaac's or bullied Nick when Isaac was busy.

But, there was a second setup, next to Isaac's. It was your favorite color, with some figures and little items from your favorite shows decorating the desk, and a beautiful keyboard and mouse. You approached it, running your hand over the keys and pressing a few. The sound was off the charts.

"You like it?"

You turned around and saw Isaac standing at the door, with a grin on his face. "It's perfect. Was this the real reason you didn't want me here when you were moving in? So you could build all of this?"

Isaac shrugged his shoulders. "Maaaybe."

You sighed and shook your head. "You didn't have to do all this for me," You said with a sigh, but you walked up to him and smiled, "Thank you."

"Of course I have to, I'm your boyfriend," Isaac's voice made you weak in the knees a little bit. When he spoke so softly as he pulled you into a tight hug, his voice warmed your body like nothing else could.

With Isaac's arms wrapped around you like they were, you were able to take in his scent and sit there in the peace in quiet. It felt like pure comfort to you. It felt like home.

[imagionationstation]

YOUR WENDYBIRDS AU

i still think leo needs therapy and hugs but also oh god he's committed criminal actives now

YOU CAN BE A CRIMINAL AND NOT BE EVIL RIGHT??

This sparked an idea in my brain so now we’re exploring it.

AFTERMATH of criminal activity looks like???

“Well, we have to do something!”

“He’s our brother so we’ll deal with him!”

“Oh-ho NO! WAY! You didn’t even notice that he was going psycho!”

“He’s not psycho he just hates you!”

“He’s literally textbook definition of insane! No average person inacts a carefully plotted scheme to take out people he dislikes!”

“Actually, you’ve done that at least four times-“

“Are you insinuating that you thought I was average?!”

“Can we please focus?”

“He tried to kill us. There’s a justice system for that kind of thing, right?”

“I get you’re friendly with humans, but we’re not handing him over to the police.”

“‘Course not. The yokai have a yokai jail so maybe they also have a yokai pr-”

“NO!”

Previously pouting in Mikey’s nunchucks, Leo throws himself to his feet, prevented from acting out by the chains around his arms. “DON’T YOU DARE!”

The conversation haunts, but that doesn’t calm the ticked of Sensei in the slightest, “DON’T YOU DARE- I KNEW IT KNEW YOU’D TRY THIS! I’LL STOP YOU STOP THIS I WON’T LET YOU-”

Mikey stomps up to him, hands on hips. “Leo.”

“NO! NO NO- You promised you PROMISED you said RAPH YOU CAN’T LISTEN TO THEM DONNIE I TOLD YOU I TOLD YOU THEY’D DO THIS I KNEW IT I SAID-”

Mikey roughly cups the sides of his face to steal away his attention, firmly meeting his gaze as he hisses in between heavy breaths, “Dude. You’re acting nuts again.”

“They’re taking you.” He bites. “I won’t let them. I won’t let them, Mikey, I can’t lose youIloveyouIlove WON’T LET THEM-”

“Leo.” His voice drops as his eyes widen. “You’re scaring me.”

“I’m sorry.” He apologizes immediately. Guilt and horror floods his expression as he steps away. Mikey steps with him, and that seems to flip a switch. He hurries forward to wrap his arms around him, bringing him into a tight hug, closing his eyes and nuzzling against him. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry.”

Mikey nestles against his shaking body, pushing them both to the floor. Leo barely seems to notice, letting Mikey lean against him to keep him down, missing the puppy-eyes that are blinked away so he can give the group a tentative thumbs up.

“Maybe we should do this somewhere else.” Michael says nervously. “Especially while…”

His gaze lingers on the two brothers. Donnie states, “They’re fine. Leo won’t hurt him.”

At the same time, Don adds, “He is not leaving my sight.”

The counterparts exchange looks. Leon, feet propped up, cooly crosses his arms over his chest, and says, “Anyway, so we hand him over to the proper authorities-“

“No.”

Everyone looks at Raph. His glare lacks any apprehension. “We’re not sending him anywhere. He stays with us.”

Don stands up, mortified, “You can’t be serious!”

“Any of you touch him without my say-so.” Raph removes his sai, flips it in his hand, and then stabs it into the table. “And I might start think that Leo has a point.”

Don turns to Donnie. “Do you hear this?!”

He sinks in the chair uncomfortably, “I…It’s not really…”

“I don’t care what your familiar hierarchy is.” Don sneers. “You’re a living, thinking being. What is your opinion?”

“Donnie-”

Don whirls on Michael. “I have been playing the long game for too long. No more therapy. No more practiced phrases.” He whirls again, pointing at the turtle as suspicion crosses his face. “You are a Donatello. Use your brain. What do you think?”

He glances to their brothers. Leo looks back with wide eyes.

“I…” He turns and leans forward in his seat. He sighs, “I think I’m with Raph.”

Their counterparts explode.

“HEY!” Raph shouts over them all. “SHUT UP!”

They do not, but he plows right through anyway, “He’s acting insane BECAUSE he thinks we’re ditching him! You really think getting carted off to some looney bin is going to help that?!”

“YES!” Leon bursts as Rafa adds, “So we’re just going to let him run around and hope he doesn’t do this again?!”

“No one said that.” Donnie offers hurriedly. “Obviously something has to be done. But not somewhere else. He stays with us.”

“You’re crazy!” Don slams a hand on the table. “You’re all insane!”

“He’s calm when he’s with us!” Donnie argues as his expression darkens. “And now we know there’s an issue! We can handle it!”

“You’ve done such a good job of that so far!”

“You didn’t tell us.” His voice darkens. “You tricked us, manipulated us, tried to keep us away from him. None of you told us.”

“We told you he was mad!” Michael argues. “And acting weird!”

“He had good reason to be mad and everything about us is weird.” Donnie shoots back. “We’re turtles who grew up hunted by our deranged uncle and brainwashed sister with a rat Sensei. We’re bound to be weird. YOU should have been more specific!”

Don scoffs, “You wouldn’t have believed us!”

“Do you always approve theories before confirming them?” Something sharp enters his gaze. All of the counterparts bristle, eyes shifting to the chained warrior. “Or do you need data, testing, even a remotely specific hypothesis to work with?”

When they look to him, it’s gone. He leans back in his chair.

“W-well,” Don shakes away the unease. “-now, you have confirmation and you still want to keep him!”

“He��s my brother.”

“He drugged you!”

“Gee, if only that bit of information led me to take precautions,” Donnie taps the table idly, “like, OH I don’t know…” He aggressively throws up a hand as if tossing a ball over his shoulder. “CHAINS!”

Don grits his teeth. “He can’t stay here!”

“Then he won’t!” Raph snarls back. “We’ll take him back to our old lair! Then you won’t HAVE to deal with our crazy!”

“Might as well CLOSE THE PORTAL ON YOUR WAY OUT because I SURE don’t want to wake up TO THAT OVER ME!”

“THAT is my BROTHER!”

“MAKES SENSE CONSIDERING YOUR BOTH BLOODTHIRSTY PSYCHOS!”

“LIKE YOU’RE ANY BETTER YOU UNCARING LYING LITTLE-”

Simmering adrenaline switched on high, Raph charges over the table to tackle him without bothering to finish the thought.

They go rolling as Donnie scrambles to his feet. Rafa stumbles back as Michael leaps from his perch on his shoulder, mystic chains appearing as he touches the ground, shooting out to wrap around their chests and tear them apart.

“QUIT IT! QUIT!” He demands, a tad frantic. “NOW!”

“YOU TELL HIM THAT!” They roar in unison. Don lets out a hiss as Raph growls, and Leon quickly slips in between them. “Woah, woah, woah! Hey! Let’s not do anything we’ll regret, ‘kay?”

“What?” Don sneers. “Like try to murder an entire family? Or try to sell my brother to BIG MAMA? SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!”

“I didn’t try.” Leo mutters. “I made a deal. She’s still waiting.”

Rafa goes tense. Michael releases the chains. Don points away from them and roars, “GET HIM OUT OF HERE!”

Raph doesn’t even bother to let him finish before shouting over him, “WAS ALREADY PLANNING ON IT!”

“GOOD.” He snarls as his bo forms in his hand. “And he better not step back through that portal because I swear I’ll have every system ready and waiting to blast him out of the stratosphere!”

Raph isn’t deterred, stomping up to him, plastrons practically touching, “You ban one of us then you ban all of us.”

“Let’s hold up a minute-” Leon tries to quickly interject as Rafa adds, “There’s no need to-!”

“Brilliant.” Bright purple reflects in watching eyes. “Then get out.”

The room goes dead silent. Raph spits, “Fine.”

Leaning his cheek against his baby brother’s head, Leo smiles.

[pegasjosef]

@bambisturnioloalt 𝐧𝐨 𝐧𝐮𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞

𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨'𝐬

hello my lovley’s! This is my no nut November post for @bambisturnioloalt's November Calendar. Since it's Christmas in a month and a bit, I decided to make a cute little one shot. I took inspiration from a movie I watched when i was 7-8 years old and added a bit of fantasy into here. I hope you enjoy<3 (please re-blog and like if you liked the story!)

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Characters:

Linsey Sturniolo-youngest daughter

Chris Sturniolo-triplet

Matt Sturniolo-triplet

Nick Sturniolo-triplet

MaryLou-mom

Jimmy Sturniolo-dad

Justin Carey-oldest brother

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It was a cold winter’s day, snow was falling, kids were laughing, and the Sturniolo family was sleeping peacefully when suddenly Trev, their adorable dog, started barking for an unknown reason. Linsey, a 16-year-old girl with undeniable sass and a sarcastic nature, rose from her bed in a lazy but annoyed manner, checking why Trevor was making such deafening noises at 9 a.m. “Trevor, what the fli—” Linsey whispered, not wanting to awake the sleeping triplets from their comfy bedrooms. Trevor, on the other hand, couldn’t give a damn about the moody triplets and kept making an alarming amount of noise. “Trevor, quiet down for God’s sake!” Linsey insisted, wanting the dog to shut up before she got blamed for everyone's sleepless morning. On the brink of insanity, Nick finally woke up, wondering why the small canine kept making Linsey upset.

“What’s happening here?” Nick mumbled to Linsey, still half-asleep.

“Your dog keeps making an alarming amount of noise for something so small—” Linsey complained as she turned the coffee machine on.

Nick sat down at the countertop, holding Trev protectively, like a mother would hold her child. “He needs to take a turd, you idiot—” Nick chuckled a bit. He stood up and headed to the doorway, grabbing his and Linsey’s jackets. “Come on, let’s go outside before Mom and Dad wake up. I wanna see the snow.”

Linsey rolled her eyes, reluctantly pulling on her jacket and beanie. The siblings put on their matching Uggs, unknowingly twinning, and headed out into the frosty morning.

The world outside looked like a Christmas card. Snow covered everything, icicles dangled from the rooftops, and the air smelled crisp and clean. Trev pranced happily in the snow as Nick breathed in the chilly air.

“Why are you so happy about this?” Linsey grumbled, pulling her beanie down over her ears.

“Because it’s Christmas Eve, and the snow makes everything feel festive,” Nick replied. “Maybe if you weren’t such a grinch, you’d get it.”

“I’m not a grinch. I’m just cold and tired,” Linsey shot back.

Before they could bicker further, Trev froze, his ears perking up as he stared toward the woods behind their house. Without warning, he bolted, yanking the leash out of Nick’s hand.

“Trev! Get back here!” Nick shouted, running after him.

Linsey groaned but followed, grumbling about how much she hated the cold. They chased the little dog through the snow until he stopped in front of a half-buried object near the woods. “What is it, boy?” Nick asked, crouching down. He brushed the snow away, revealing a small silver box with an intricate design etched onto the lid.

“Great. All this for some old box?” Linsey said, folding her arms.

“It looks cool,” Nick said, picking it up. “I wonder what’s inside.”

“Probably nothing. Let’s go back inside before my fingers fall off,” Linsey said.

Back in the warmth of the house, the rest of the family was awake and gathered in the kitchen. Chris and Matt were munching on Christmas cookies, Marylou was humming carols while making hot cocoa, and Jimmy was arranging presents under the tree.

“What’s that?” Chris asked when he noticed the box in Nick’s hands.

“Trev found it in the woods,” Nick said, placing it on the table. “It’s probably just junk,” Linsey added, grabbing a cookie. Jimmy picked up the box, examining it closely. “It doesn’t look like junk. This is old—really old.” Marylou leaned over to look at the box. “The design on top looks like a snowflake, but not like any I’ve ever seen. Maybe it’s an antique.”

“Open it!” Matt said eagerly.

Nick worked on the tiny latch, eventually prying it open with a paperclip. Inside, they found a folded piece of parchment and a small key. The parchment was faded, the words barely legible.

“Read it,” Chris said, leaning in. Nick held it up and began to read. “‘To whomever finds this: the key unlocks the door beneath the old oak tree. Inside lies a gift for those with pure hearts. Use it wisely, and may the magic of Christmas guide you.’” Everyone stared at the parchment in silence. “It’s gotta be a joke,” Linsey said, breaking the quiet.

“What if it’s not?” Matt asked, his eyes wide. “What if it’s, like, actual Christmas magic?” “Only one way to find out,” Nick said, grabbing his coat again.

The whole family bundled up and followed Nick and Linsey to the woods. Trev trotted along, wagging his tail as if he knew exactly where they were going. When they reached the old oak tree, Nick crouched down and cleared away the snow at its base. Sure enough, there was a small, hidden door embedded in the trunk. “No way,” Chris whispered. Nick fit the key into the lock and turned it. The door creaked open, revealing a small compartment. Inside was a beautifully wrapped present with a golden ribbon.

What’s in it?” Matt asked, barely able to contain his excitement. Nick carefully unwrapped the gift, revealing a small snow globe. Inside, a miniature version of their house was surrounded by tiny falling snowflakes.

“That’s...unexpected,” Linsey said, tilting her head. Jimmy picked up the snow globe, turning it over in his hands. “Look closer.” Inside the globe, the tiny figures of the Sturniolo family could be seen. They were laughing, exchanging gifts, and sitting around a crackling fire.

“That’s us,” Marylou said softly. As they stood there, a warm glow surrounded the globe, and a soft tinkling sound filled the air. For a moment, everyone felt a deep sense of joy and love, the kind that only came from being together at Christmas.

Linsey blinked, suddenly feeling less annoyed about the morning’s chaos. “Okay, maybe this is kind of magical.” The family returned home, placing the snow globe on the mantel above the fireplace. It became the centerpiece of their Christmas decorations and a reminder that the best gifts weren’t always the ones wrapped in shiny paper—they were the moments they shared with each other. And as they gathered around the tree that evening, sipping hot cocoa and laughing, Linsey couldn’t help but smile.

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this story took so long to think of so sorry if its rushed at the end😭, if you liked PLEASEE reblog and like it, it helps a ton<3

taglist: @tillies33ssss@christhopersturniolo@klaus223492

[strangemaleswaps]

Strange Grocery Store Swap

My boyfriend Luis and I were doing some shopping at the local grocery store. There wasn't a cloud in the sky when we walked in but soon a downpour started, judging by the sound of pouring rain and thunder. My name is Collin, and I was an average twink at 20 years old; nothing really too special; I'm a nice guy, I guess. I care about my appearance enough that I try, but don't put too much effort into it. I usually comb my hair in a side swept fashion because it's easy. Luis, who's 22, loves rocking the bad boy look and never goes anywhere without his Doc Martens. He's the type that never puts up with anybody's shit, because he knows that one look is enough to scare them away. There are a lot of trashy assholes in the town we live in, so it's a nice thing to have.

So we were walking down the pasta aisle about to pick up a box of macaroni and cheese, when a loud sound erupted from outside followed by a flash seen inside. The last thing I saw before I blacked out was the power going out in the entire store.

When I woke up, the power was restored but I heard shrieks coming from the other end of the store. I also noticed that I was no longer in the pasta aisle, but in the pet food section. I don't even own a pet, what would I be doing here? I was sitting on the floor and noticed my back seemed really tense. I must've fallen down when I fainted but my back shouldn't be hurting this much! It was then that I looked down and noticed something horribly wrong. My arms were all full of gray hairs and my hands were all wrinkly! I was wearing different clothes too - a polo shirt, even though I hate that style! I got up on my feet and felt groggier than usual too. I then noticed my face felt a little itchy and I went to scratch my beard...wait I have a beard! What's going on here? I reached up to touch my hair and as I combed through, I found a huge bald spot! This is crazy! I'm not old! What is my boyfriend going to think? I knew I had to see what I truly looked like so I headed towards the restroom passing through multiple people that were walking around seemingly confused. I looked in the mirror and saw the face of an old man that wasn't me...well it is me now! I made faces in the mirror, reassuring myself that this is me.

I decided to take off my shirt to see the rest of the damage. This is insane! I'm in an old man's body! That shirt really contained all this wrinkly, saggy skin well because it all hangs out when you take it off. My skin jiggled slightly as I felt around. I ran my hands through the gray chest hairs feeling tickled by every strand. It was then that I noticed I was getting hard. I'm surprised how quickly it happened. Don't old guys have ED or something? I walked into a stall, pulled down my pants to find a thick hard and veiny cock. Oh yeah. I could see my balls were wrinkly and droopy, which actually aroused me even more! I started jerking while rubbing my nipples that sagged a bit from the pair of small moobs I now owned, grazing my hot fuckin silver daddy chest hairs. Fuck. I rubbed my balding head as I continued to jerk. I would've finished by now if I wasn't an old man, but I didn't care. I wanted this moment to last forever. I scratched my beard and finally started to cum. It splattered everywhere, hitting the stall door as I wallowed in euphoria. Fuck, that was great.

As the post nut clarity kicked in, I put my clothes back on, washed my hands and suddenly realized something, I needed to find my boyfriend! I'm guessing everyone in the store was body-swapped when the lighting struck so he had to be in here somewhere. As I walked out of the restroom, I heard lots of people shouting. Compared to the terror shrieks from earlier, these sounded like conversing. I heard people shouting out others names until I found a large crowd of people, all of which were holding signs with names on them. In the middle was a table set up with large pieces of construction paper and markers. I get it now; people are writing down their names in hopes of finding the people they were with. I decided to do the same. I wrote down "Collin Matthews" in big letters on the paper and held it up high. I called out my boyfriend's name as well.

"Luis Baron! Luis Baron! Where are you?" I called for a few minutes Soon enough I was starting to lose hope. What if he's not here somehow? What if the swap failed or something and he died? I started to bring down the sign in defeat until I heard a deep voice behind me.

"Collin?"

I turned around to find a big guy in his late 20s smile at me. He was wearing thick framed glasses and a baseball cap. I could see a bit of his gut hang out from under his tanktop, which rested itself over his blue basketball shorts. He tried to tuck it in when he noticed I was looking down.

"Is that really you Luis?" I made eye contact with him.

"It's me all right." I believed him, but I noticed the tough guy tone in his voice was gone, and not just because it was a different voice entirely. It sounded doubtful and weak. "Man, you're like 70!"

"I know! I was disgusted at first but then I realized it's actually pretty hot."

I scratched my beard and glanced down at his gut once again. I can't believe it! My boyfriend is a fat guy! I've never dated anyone this big before so I'm actually turned on, even after I just finished. When I looked back up, I could see the rage on his face.

"Hey stop looking down at my belly! How do you think I feel being forced to be this fat loser? I can't even stop my gut from poking out. It's disgusting!" As he tried to tuck in his gut once more, his whole body jiggled. I could feel myself getting hard once again. Luis looked down and noticed my bulge.

"Wait, you're turned on?"

"Yep." His whole mood seemed to change and he began to smirk.

"Hey do you wanna...try a once in a lifetime experience?" My cock began to stiffen even more.

"I'm listening..."

"Well...I found keys and an address listed on this guy's driver's license. What do you say we send a text to our old numbers...after we have a little fun." I gave a devilish smile as I stroked my balding head and scratched my beard.

[nyaagolor]

Paldean Elite Four (+ Geeta) Headcanons

They've been on my mind recently bc of all the asks I got

Rika:

Rika is the office gossip QUEEN. She knows everything about everyone, so if you need or want to know something you ask her. She knows a guy. She also desperately wants to figure out what Larry and Geeta's Deal (tm) is. They bicker constantly, are insanely passive aggressive, but despite their opposing attitudes agree on most fundamental issues. They look like they hate each other, but Larry constantly takes on new responsibilities for the League and Geeta constantly showers him with raises and promotions. Rika has taken to snooping thru their emails and prodding Hassel for info, but he doesn't know anything either. It’s driving her nuts

Paldea had a Region’s Sexiest Man contest. Rika won. Women Want her. Despite this however she can only pick up women accidentally. If she actively tries to flirt she will fuck it up spectacularly. Just the in-universe version of this

Rika is actually on the payroll as the league receptionist and does that Elite Four thing as a side hustle for extra cash. She gets kind of embarrassed when you call her a receptionist during her Elite Four duties though because other regions often use her as an example of why the Paldean league is garbage (i.e. they're so understaffed even a receptionist can be on the E4. They must have grabbed the nearest person, etc etc). She puts on the vibe of someone chill but this in particular is a bit of a sore point for her

She hates dresses / skirts with a burning passion and refuses to wear them. If you give her a REALLY good reason it's a solid maybe, but good luck with that. She needs to stretch

Her Clodsire's name is Pancake :) I like to think all her pokemon are named after breakfast foods (which, btw, is her favorite meal of the day. She is easily bribed with good waffles)

She and Larry are drinking buddies. She does most of the drinking

Poppy:

Everyone in the league is very careful to alter their habits around Poppy. She’s small and cute and sweet and a little baby so the usual informal cursing (like Rika shouting that HR needs to “cut the bullshit”) or the smoke breaks on the roof (yes I think they all smoke) can’t happen when Poppy is around

The league spoils her rotten. Candy? Toys? Help with her kindergarten homework?? Anything for Poppy. Even Larry, who seems too strict or apathetic to care, has her drawings in his desk drawer and lets her decorate his ties. The toys in the lobby are also hers

Her parents are accountants who brought her to take your kid to work day and let her play with their Pokémon outside. Rika challenged her to a match as a joke because they had a cancellation and Geeta watched— but both were shocked that Poppy’s skill with her parents’ steel types and her own Tinkaton were unparalleled by anyone in the building. When another E4 member retired, the league decided to let Poppy battle under her parents’ names just to blow off some steam. Poppy gets to let out energy, her parents make extra money, and the elite 4 has a strong battler. Win win!

Poppy loves to braid and play with hair, so the other elite four members will often let her play with their hair and add clips while they work. Larry is Poppy’s favorite because he sits Very Very Still

If Poppy really likes the battle she had with you, she’ll give you a sticker. Geeta once walked into a meeting with a gold star directly on her forehead because Poppy stuck it there and she didn’t want to take it off where Poppy could see it, forgetting about it by the time she walked in. She later moved it to her jacket

She has nicknames for everyone except Rika, which drives Rika insane. Grandpa Hassel, Mister Larry, Miss Geeta (or Auntie sometimes) but Rika? It’s just Rika. It’s always Rika. When Hassel was babysitting her at his and Brassius’ home in Artazón, Poppy’s eyes went really wide and she asked if she had two grandpas now or if Brassius was just SUPER old. He found that insanely funny

Larry:

I saw a fic that had Larry naming his pokemon after Excel commands and I cannot stop thinking about it. It's canon in my heart. Btw if anyone knows this fic / the name pls lmk I can’t find it again but I remember his Flamigo was named COUNTIF

Larry is actually pretty wealthy, partially because he's raking in cash from his three jobs and partially because he doesn't spend money on anything but food and pokemon products. Considering that the Treasure Eatery feeds him for free and the pokemon products are provided or subsidized by the League, that leaves him with a LOT of extra income, which he uses to help out his friends or gym challengers with financial issues or simply buying them dinner

Someone added this on another post of mine but every single one of Larry’s passwords is some variation on “password”. He’s many things but creative is none of them. Also these tags are canon to me

In contrast to his outward grumpiness and seeming apathy, Larry is incredibly gentle with and good with kids. He is confident the future will be better because of them, and does what he can to encourage them. It's a big part of the reason Geeta picked him for the positions-- they have a pretty similar philosophy regarding children and the future

Geeta has been doing everything in her power to get him to quit his third job (which is not League-affiliated) because he does the best work of anyone around and his other boss is a complete and utter asshole. She's tried promoting him, telling him how valuable he is to the team, using raises, praise, and passive aggression, but nothing is working. At one point she even tried overloading him with hours so he'd be forced to quit something but that didn't work either. She's stumped. The man won't quit

That third job? I'm not actually sure what it is but I do have an AU where he's a hitman. Call that a business casuality ;)

Hassel:

He always keeps candy in his desk (and his coat pockets) because he's a teacher and wants to be prepared. It's the strawberry kind, yall know the ones. This came in handy when Poppy joined the league, so all the other members started doing it too

His family gets traditional tattoos all over, which Hassel likewise has. He'd never remove them, but still keeps them covered most of the time for modesty reasons. Brassius has filled in the gaps in the traditional dragon shapes with various flowers to show how Hassel has grown from but not forgotten his past. They look very cool and Rika is insanely jealous of that

This old man is way more fit than he appears. He's a sensitive sweetheart and prefers the arts to sports or battling, but he's still a dragon tamer and keeps up his workout regime quite meticulously. Peepaw’s fucking shredded

His favorite art medium is paint, and he loves it when the little kids have class so he can finger paint alongside them. His office in the League building is covered in art. Geeta thinks it's sweet how he remembers every piece and how emotional he gets talking about it

Hassel has a hard time turning off teacher mode, which makes his training sessions at the league insanely funny to watch. “Haxorus, we do not Guillotine our friends!”

He can, and frequently does, play classical Paldea guitar. Once his rock career fell flat, he started experimenting with the style of his new home region and fell in love. You can often find him giving impromptu concerts from his balcony in Artazon

Geeta:

As much as she micromanages others, she's more than willing to take any responsibilities herself if she can't find someone else to do them. Plumber cancelled and they need the sink fixed asap? Get her a hammer. Rika is out sick? She'll cover those emails. Part of the reason the league struggles to complain about her is that they know for all the work they're doing, she's doing double. This doesn’t necessarily mean she’s GOOD at it but she’s doing it

I’m not sure how I want to explain it backstory wise but a lot of her skin is crystalline just like the AI professors. She’s got a LOT of connections to Area Zero and her top priority is making sure nothing goes in and nothing gets out. The professor hates her. The feeling is mutual

No one has ever seen her blink

She’s incredible at traditional Paldean dances. When Hassel plays classical guitar, she’ll dance along, and it’s magical to watch

That whole thing about not being able to hold back during battles? It’s a PR thing to make kids feel better. She’s not very good at battling. Geeta is just like (gestures at her Avalugg) I just think they're neat

A huge point of contention between her and her employees is that she takes everything literally and is terrible at reading tone. Her gym leaders are scared of her and try to drop hints about things because they think they’ll be punished if they’re too forward, but all those hints go right over Geeta’s head. The gym leaders then think Geeta is ignoring them on purpose but she’s none the wiser. Everyone is losing.

[howlingday]

au where jaune finds a magic sword when he's younger. it becomes his best friend and agrees to help him become a legendary hero since that's what it was made for in the first place. thing is no one else can hear it speak so everyone thinks jaune's insane. he's also extremely powerful and can use his aura in really interesting ways... he's just terrible at actually using the sword. might need some remedial training in that good thing he's going to beacon TLDR: jaune's a level 15 warlock, whos just now starting to pick up his first levels in paladin how does the story change? (just wanted to see how you think jaune's build would be different if he started off with a warlock instead of being pure paladin like we see in the show)

Hero of Dark Hope

Jaune's family trip to Vacuo had gone a strange direction. Though he was told to stay close to his sisters, his sense of adventure got the better of him... Well, his sister, too, but it's not like he tried to stop her. But the sands of Vacuo are not for those weak of heart. This lesson would be learned when he fell into a sinkhole that swallowed him faster than he could scream. He fell into the freezing cold water, thrashing about the grotto waters until he floundered his way to the cold comfort of dry land.

Jaune was alone, separate from his family. He called out to them, tears building in his eyes. He wanted to be a hero like his ancestors before him, but the cruel reality that he could die alone and so far away from his family was a very heartrending thought. He sobbed and wailed for every family member he could, hoping his voice would be carried up to them.

"ENOUGH!" Jaune whirled around to the center of the pool he was soaked from. "Your cowardice sickens me! Are you not a Maiden?!"

"N-No!" Jaune called back. "I'm a boy!"

"A boy? Where is the Maiden?"

"I'm..." Jaune gulped, sensing decreasing hostility, "I'm the only one here."

"Is that so? How did you enter my chambers?"

"I... I fell through the sands up there." Jaune pointed to the dark ceiling. Light began to glow bright from the pool until the beacon revealed itself to be a large, ornately crystalline sword floating in the air. "Who... Who are you?"

"I..." A small blue child decorated with golden strands of jewelry began, sitting atop the handle on his toes. His foxlike ears flicked as he grinned a toothy smile, "...am Yoki. The spirit who resides within the Sword of Destruction."

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"Whoa! What is that?!"

"C-Crap!" Jaune quickly tucked the hilt into his back pocket. "You saw that?!"

"Heck yeah!" Ruby said with eyes shining. "What is that weapon? I've never seen a sword like that! Can I hold it?!"

'Jaune, she's annoying me.' Yoki groaned into Jaune's ears. 'Can we blow her up?'

"No!" Jaune shouted.

"Oh! Right!" Ruby cleared her throat. "May I hold it?"

"Er, n-no. I, uh..." Jaune gulped. He made a deal with Professor Ozpin about Yoki. He doesn't tell anyone about it, and nobody has to know he has it. Well, now somebody does know. The biggest weapon's nut in Beacon, if not the whole world. Well, here he was now, so now he had to deal with it.

'Now?'

"No." Jaune said with a sharp tone, making Ruby flinch. "Oh, er, s-sorry. I was... Nevermind. I'm still saying no. See, I'm kind of not supposed to tell anyone about this weapon."

"Why not?"

"Um... It's a secret?" Jaune said with a sheepish grin.

'Wow, that was a really bad lie.'

"Wow, that was a really bad lie." Ruby echoed. "But I can respect your decision. And you can trust me! I won't tell anyone about your secret Grimm-killing weapon!"

"Thanks, Ruby." Jaune let out a huge sigh. "But, uh, since we're already keeping secrets, how about I at least bring you up to speed on me and Yoki."

"Yoki?" Ruby asked. "Why's your sword named Yoki?"

'I'm not HIS sword!' Yoki screeched, making Jaune cringe. 'I'm my own sword!'

"They're, uh, really sensitive about saying they're my sword. It's more like I'm borrowing it."

"Oh, you mean like Crocea Mors?"

"...Kinda?"

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Jaune clashed hard with Cinder in the realm between Kingdoms. He was so close to getting people safely out of Atlas, but then SHE had to show up of all times! With Crocea Mors destroyed, he had no choice but to bring out the big guns. Or big sword in this case.

"Finally!" Cinder said with glee. "I'll have three relics in one go!"

"You'll have to kill me, first!" Jaune charged at her, blade at the ready.

"That's the idea!"

Cinder swooped low, swinging her glass sword in with an intense heat behind it. Jaune could feel it, but it would still shatter into, well, glass once Jaune and Yoki struck against her. Seeing him easily best her sword, she expanded the distance, shifting her tactics to more ranged options. Arrows sliced through the air as Jaune backed away, his aura already catching a few. He was smart enough to swat them off once he felt the heat.

'Yoki, do you trust me?'

'Not a good time to ask, but yes.'

'Good, because I have a dumb plan.'

'As if that ever changed anything.'

Jaune decided to close the distance, charging towards Cinder, who continued to fire makeshift arrows. He dove, his hair receiving a small shave of a few strands. As he rolled forward, the exploding arrow launched him like a missile along the ground. As his shield skidded against the ground, he activated the gravity dust, the shock racking his body as he suddenly launched backwards, into the air. As he soared high into the air, Cinder chased after him with manic glee on her face. He readied Yoki, roaring as he came crashing towards her.

"CINDEEEEEER!"

[stellarred]

INNER VOICE

What we all heard Q say:

What Q was really thinking:

"Damn! It's been too long! I tried, Picard! (sobbing) I tried to see you! I t-tried to get to you...

But, I was trapped. They kept me away from you...

But, I got away from them. I'm much much too clever.

It's been so long, my love.

You...are still as beautiful as the moment we first met.

Oh...how I wish I could've been there for you.

I always thought of you.

Dreamt of you.

Dreamt of us, Jean-Luc."

What we all heard Q say next:

What Q really thought at this moment or later:

"I'm not letting go of him.

Not this time. Or ever."

My fellow Qcard and Trek friends, something really bad HAD to have happened to Q to cause him to return to Picard's life so late AND for him to not even know just how much Picard had aged.

For Q to be essentially caught off-guard by Picard's aged appearance like that is just crazy nuts.

For Q to have to rely on his IMAGINATION to have an idea of how Picard looked after so many years is just plain insanity.

Something prevented Q from going back to Picard.

With as much as that entity was so totally in love with Picard, there's really no rhyme or reason why he wouldn't have come back.

This scene hints at a complete and radical departure from Q's previous pattern of behavior. This is not what Q does. That's not Q.

I will shout this from the rooftops again: It was NOT by Q's choice.

--And if it turns out that I'm wrong about this and JDL or Pat Stew prove me wrong, okay. I will eat my laptop with a knife and fork. And lots of dressing.

[luane-horlis]

This is long and I apologize but I don’t have any other social media and sometimes you’ve just gotta scream into the void.

My first job in a library was a tiny rural community college with an even tinier library. The collection was mostly academic but we did have a couple shelves of kids books for early childhood education majors. No kids were really ever in there, except for one or two bored middle schoolers tagging along with a parent who needed to do homework.

This was around 2008 or so, when I was in undergrad at a Big College in the city and between that and seeing Callie and Arizona on Grey’s Anatomy I was taking my first nervous step into “huh, maybe I am one of them queers…” I had no elder queer role models in my life and there were zero out gay kids in my tiny rural southern high school, so that was quite literally my first experience with sapphic love (and Sara Ramirez is still insanely hot, I’m very very gay for her to this day.) All of this is to set the stage of me as a painfully shy, extremely sheltered, very closeted 20-something with my first real job at a library, the thing I wanted to do When I Grew Up.

We had just gotten a copy of the book And Tango Makes Three, which if you don’t know, is about two male penguins who were pair bonded and raise a chick together. My boss, a middle aged white man, was debating on whether he should catalog it for the kids section or the adult section. I thought he was nuts.

“It’s a children’s story book, why would you want to put it in the adult section?”

“Well, it’s two male penguins…”

“So?”

“It’s inappropriate…”

“How? They’re not doing anything graphic in the book, they just raise a chick together.”

Having gone to grad school and completed my Masters I now know this guy was just a shit-ass librarian who needed to exit the profession, but at the time I was boggled he even had one second thought over cataloging a children’s book as a children’s book. I, again a painfully shy 5’3” 20 year old, almost got into a shouting match with my 6ft 50 something boss over a penguin book, but he ultimately put it in with the children’s books when the Dean of Libraries told him in no uncertain terms to fuck off with his bullshit.

When I got this job working with kids and teens I resolved to be the queer adult I really needed in my own teens so I didn’t have to endure such a horrible comphet upbringing. I have pride pins and pronoun buttons on my lanyard, I wear probably way too many rainbows, I make pride book displays, I’m in the library’s pride discord, and if the YA manager asks I’ll be at every teen pride cafe program to just stand there like “hey, I’m an Adult Queer and we’re here if you need us.”

All of the above is just to say that I’m tired. At my current library we now have an asshole county councilman demanding on behalf of “numerous complaints from concerned citizens” that we move all children’s materials about gender identity and sexuality from the children’s section to the adult section “to protect the kids” and I’m just so tired. It’s 2023.

Protect the kids from what, the same miserable anxiety-ridden tween and teen years I had thinking I was fucking wrong and abnormal for the way I felt? Of being so lonely with no one to talk to and nothing to turn to like, oh, an age appropriate book for information and comfort? I still deal with feeling absolutely worthless and like I’m unloveable now in my mid-fucking 30s from growing up like that so excuse me if I want kids to have access to things which help them grow up safe and knowing they have value without fear.

I’m not giving up, I’m still fighting every damn day to do what I can in my limited scope but fucking hell, I’m tired.

[nukenai]

I did so much fun traveling and attending events in 2024. I took official full ownership of my house, buying out my shitty uncle who I hope dies. I made wonderful improvements to the house and so many more are yet to come (new bathroom very soon!!)

My trips were like. Disney twice. Because the second one was during Halcycon which in itself was insane. I went to Connecticon and TFCon and I think this had to be the best TFCon yet (Orlando might beat it a little bit just bc it was in Florida and was warm).

I went to FUCKING HAWAII for Pokemon Worlds and had the time of my life despite having poison ivy the whole time. I had such a great time I legit keep forgetting about the poison ivy. Stuff like napping on a beach after snorkeling with tropical fish makes you forget about your arms itching. Except I keep getting texts from the pharmacy in Honolulu about refilling the prescription LOLLLL

In 2025 I plan on taking a Disney trip for my birthday!! It's actually ON Memorial Day this time so that means a fun special free day off!! Whoo!! I may be attending Halcycon again so that would mean at least a day in Batuu of course. It depends on how exhausted I feel because I also plan on attending TFCon in Chicago, and Connecticon is so close of course I'll go again.

I adopted my dog Fina, and my new cat Deckerd. Things are in general going pretty well!

I evicted my roommate (legally, tenant) and he moved out today, leaving a ton of shit behind. He was lying about me behind my back to make himself look like a permanent victim. He lied about things I said to him to set extremely reasonable boundaries, and had apparently more than once told people I don't take proper care of my animals (he has never had a pet in his life and has never had to consistently care for an animal on his own). He's been unemployed for a year and thinks he's above jobs like retail. He barely left the house, never spent time with his girlfriend, and never offered any additional help around the house even when I was in physical therapy for severe tendinitis and could barely use my arms. I hope he can grow up a little bit, stop pretending to be an Instagram influencer at age 32, and develop an actual genuine identity outside of thinking he's the only person allowed to cosplay as Spiderman in a purchased costume. Maybe after that I'll be interested in revisiting a friendship with him. Sucks the things you learn about people you've known for a long time. Until then I look forward to his constant bullshit social media posts where he says things like "the holidays can be hard, trust me, I know more than most" and mistreats irl friends for the sake of Instagram likes and views on his twitch streams or his weekly show where he shouts at horror movies.

Anyways. I feel proud of being able to stand up for myself like that even if it's not easy. I'm done being a doormat and being treated like I'm disposable. I'm done bending over backwards to try to maintain friendships with people who are clearly not interested in my company. I'm going to spend time with people who make it clear that they value me for who I am, which is PLENTY of people (and probably most people reading this!!). I'm going to do what I know is right for me and not let anyone dictate how I live my life. They can make their judgments all they want, because I'm secure in my life and identity!

Also. I'm gonna work on my Gunpla backlog. It's a little nuts 😅

Here's to another year of accomplishments! Gonna keep this momentum going! Good luck to everybody!

[yandere-mha-blog]

Part 9

word count: 2518

Your ex tracks you down and Keigo teaches him a lesson :)

Yandere boyfriend Hawks x reader x yandere ex boyfriend Dabi

Your first reaction to seeing your ex-boyfriend in your doorway was to slam the door shut in his face.

Dab kept the door open with his arm and tried to push the door open, you were putting your whole body weight on the door.

“Hey, I said I need to talk to you,” Dabi said as he kept his hand on the doorknob

“How did you even find me!” you yelled as you kept trying to close the door 

“Well it would have been easier to call you if you hadn't blocked me on everything,” he said as he pushed the door open nearly knocking you down. He kept standing in the doorway, arms crossed and looking at you.  “Still your little friend posted a photo of you and him, and Kent found out where he went, it was actually kind of easy.”

You stood your ground and kept glaring at him.

“Oh don't look at me like that.” He said, “If anything I'm the one who should be upset here.”

“Excuse me.” you said, “you kicked me out of your house and made me walk home in the middle of the night alone, with no shoes!”

“I wouldn't have kicked you out if you weren't a damn liar.”

“You said we were done!” you yelled back at him

“And I need to talk to you,” he said

“There isn't anything left for you to say Dabi,” you said

“Come on I said you can call me Toya when it's just the two of us,” he said and stepped into your apartment

“Get out.” you said “Get out or I'll scream.”

“Fine scream then.” Dabi said and waited “You won’t.”

You grabbed the nearest thing close to you which just so happen to be a metal water bottle

“Don't come near me,” you said

“Oh come on you are shaking like I'm going to hurt you or something.” He said, “I just need to talk to you.”

“Fine, say what you want and leave,” you said ready to bash his face in with the water bottle, he looked unamused by your threat.

“Well first of all, I didn't actually want to break up with you, you lied to me saying after high school you were just going to stop there, then you go behind my back and apply for colleges.”

“My parents did that.” you corrected him

“Whatever, then you say you want to leave to go to this…dump, so I kicked you out to scare you, I expected you to call or text me, and I would have taken you back, but you never did, so you are pretty quick to move on.” He said, and you had never felt the burning fire of hatred blaze as much as it did

“You are insane…I should have known from the start, but you really are just a crazy jackass, you're not cool or edgy or even have an alternative way of life, you are just nuts!” you hissed “So what you thought you'd just come in here, tell me that, and I drop out of school and go back with you!?”

“Well if you had any sense of loyalty left in then you would,” he responded

“No,” you shouted

“No?” Dabi said

Kent was anxiously tapping the wheel of his car

“This ain't right, this is crazy, seriously I have no idea what to do, ugh if I leave he will just find me…ahhhhh what has my life amounted to!” he kept screaming to himself when he noticed a familiar red mustang pull up.

“Oh no…” Kent said under his breath and he hid under the wheel “I didn't think I'd see him again!”

He peeked out the window and saw him going towards your apartment, should he warn Dabi that he was coming towards him, what was he even doing here!?

Keigo found apartment 434 and noticed the door was cracked open, which wasn't a good sign, then a shout of you screaming no. and formalities be damned, but Keigo slammed the door open and saw you terrified holding a water bottle and some random guy standing way to close to you with his hand on your shoulder, your eyes went from petrified too relieved when you two locked eyes.

“What the hell do you think you're doing?” Keigo yelled and grabbed his hand off of you before dabi slapped his hand

“Don't touch me,” Dabi said

“Oh like you are one to talk buddy,” Keigo said as he got in front of you 

“This doesn't concern your bird brain.’ Dabi said

“Uhhh ahaha I think it does.’ Keigo said 

“If you know what's good for you, you'll get out of the way, I'm trying to have a conversation with my girlfriend,” Dabi said

“He's lying, this is my ex I was telling you about,” you said still hiding behind Keigo, you felt like a total coward right now, but what else could you do

“I figured as much.” Keigo responded, “Look, I have no problem making a scene here, so if you know what's good for you, you'll get out of her apartment and won't show your face around here again, got it.”

You gulped, you remembered what usually happened to guys who talked back to him like that, one guy lost his coat due to it being set on fire.

“Why would I listen to you?” Dabi said as he looked over at you “What do you want (name)?”

“... I want you to go,” you muttered

“Fine, I'll go.” Dabi said and he left the apartment “I still want to have a proper conversation with you without being interrupted.”

“Oh my god if you ever shut up, she said leave!” Keigo shouted at him before slamming the door and locking in “Crist that guy is…hey you good?”

Keigo's anger quickly went into concern as he saw you sitting down and staring at the floor, your hands shaking as you were trying to take in a deep breath

“(name)...did he do anything to you?” Keigo asked as he walked over to you

“He grabbed my wrist after he barged his way in.” you said looking around the apartment, “I can't believe he was able to find me….”

Keigo sat on the floor and reached his hand over to you, he gave it a quick squeeze ��Well he is gone now.” “I don't think for good, when he said he wanted to have a proper conversation soon, that was a threat…and I think you just got on his bad side.”

“Don't worry about me okay.’ Keigo said 

“How can i not!” you said “I have seen first what he does to people who pissed him off Keigo.” “Deep breath.” Keigo said and you obliged  “Trust me (name), you don't have to worry about me, I won't underestimate the guy.”

“I just can't believe he found me…the photo you posted of us...I have no idea how he was able to find me just by that.” “Crap, well this seems like my fault then,” Keigo said

“What no, you didn't mean to, look he, I…Dabi is…god what is the word, persistent…”

“Obnoxious, imposing, aloof, a jackass, crazy.’ Keigo mumbled on as he pulled your student id out “here.”

You took it from his hand and let out a sigh of relief “thank god you came by to return this, I don't want to think what would have happened if you hadn't shown up…”

“Well I did, so no need to worry.” Keigo said, “he really scares you huh.”

“Like you said he is really imposing.” You said as you fiddled with your card, “Keigo, please listen to me when I say, you don't want to get involved with him, well more like I don't want you to get involved with him, he is dangerous.”

“I promise.” Keigo said as he gave you a reassuring smile “You feeling any better?”

“Yeah, I think I just need some sleep, and maybe some pepper spray, or a taser.”

“That sounds like a solid plan.” Keigo said as he stood up “I will see you in class tomorrow okay and if anything happens you have my number and give me a call, okay?”

“I'll keep that in mind, thanks Keigo,” you said as you walked over to the door and checked the peephole, you checked to make sure the coast was clear, and Keigo left waving bye, you waved back at him and closed the door.

Lesson learned: always check the peephole before opening the door.

Keigo walked down the staircase and headed towards his car when he was hit with the familiar scent of cigarette smoke, he looked over and there was Dabi staring him down, he must have been waiting for him to show up.

“Those things will kill you, you know.” Keigo said as he turned around “I thought you said you were leaving.”

“I left her apartment, didn't i.’ Dabi said “Tell me did you feel good playing the knight in shining armor”

“I was just helping a friend out.’ Keigo said, Dabi took another inhale of his cigarette and flicked the ashes at Keigo, who brushed them off his jacket.

“Well, I have to thank you for making it so easy to find her again,” Dabi said 

“Hey, taking a photo and posting it is just what friends do.’ Keigo said, “not that you would know.”

“Says the playboy, tell me do take your shirt off to show off your tattoos to all the girls you are trying to impress, or just the ones you take for joy rides.”

“Oh so the loser was stalking us for longer than I thought, well credit where credit is due, you sure know how to play the creepy stalker ex who can't take a hint.” Keigo said “And playboy, really, at least I never broke into their apartments and made them cower in fear.”

“See now you are just asking for it.’ Dabi said, “I was going to let you go since you made it so easy to find her, but you don't know when to shut your mouth.”

“Oh, you coming at me?” Keigo asked, “Let's see if you can actually put your money where your mouth is.”

“Fine by me,” Dabi said as he cracked his knuckles

“Fine, but don't regret your choices,” Keigo said as Dabi swung at him, Keigo made a quick dodge of it, before he pulled a knife out of his coat pocket and slashed Dabi across the knuckles. Dabi grabbed the top of his hand and was trying to hold back a scream, as Keigo looked down at the knife and flicked the blood off of it. All while placing a well-placed kick to Dabi's gut, he clenched his stomach, right before Keigo swept his feet and caused Dabi to fall to the floor.

Keigo pinned Dabis' good hand behind his shoulder blades and took his knife to Dabis' neck.

“Dabi, Dabi Dabi…. You were talking so much, but that took me like 6 seconds to immobilize you.” Keigo mocked him

“You are so dead.” Dabi gasped out while he was shaking in pain

“Says the man who has a knife to his neck.” Keigo said, “Next time you choose a fight, make sure you can back up the amount of shit you spew from that mouth of yours, okay?”

“Let him go,” Kent said

“And who are you?’ Keigo asked as he pulled Dabi up, still having a knife to his neck “You with him?”

“...” Kent was silent not knowing what to say when someone had a knife up to your…friends? Neck.

'`Oh wait, I recognize you, Kenny right, well Kent.’ Keigo said 

“Oh great he recognizes me, the last thing I want is to get into a fight with this guy.” Kent thought as he gulped

“That's me…look can you let him go?” Kent asked and Dabi was glaring daggers at Kent

“Why should I?” Keigo asked, “I mean I don't want to spill any more blood, but he is kinda threatening my friend.”

“Look man, I really don't want trouble, okay, we will leave.’ Kent said 

“...fine, do me a favor and take this one home for me okay, also Dabi be glad your friend showed up, and this was a warning.”

Keigo tossed the bruised Dabi to Kent, who dragged Dabi to his car

“I can still beat him,” Dabi muttered as he clutched his stomach

“Dabi, you lost, let's go before you get even more scars on you okay,” Kent said as he opened the door and put Dabi in the back seat.

“He is so dead….” Dabi said, “What the fuck just happen.”

“Dabi, I tried telling you earlier, but Hawks is a very … well-versed fighter, and quick, look I've only heard stories about him taking people down, I did not expect the rumors to be true though.”

“Now you tell me!” Dabi yelled, “after I got my fucking knuckles slashed open!”

“I'm sorry I tried to tell you but you seemed to be hellbent on tracking (name) down, also I didn't expect him to show up.”

“He had a fucking knife to my neck!” Dabi said, “You came to get me after I had a fucking knife to my neck!”

“I'm sorry man, I didn't know what to do. Look, let's just get you to a hospital and get your hand sewn up,” Kent said

“That is the first good idea you have ever had.” Dabi yelled, “What else do you know about him.”

“Well, you remember that one thug awhile ago, he got arrested but his last name was also Takami.” Kent said

“Takami…oh you mean the one my old fart of a dad prosecuted,” Dabi said

“Yup that one, well that is his son,” Kent explained

“Didn't he get shanked while doing his sentence?” Dabi said, “Wasn't that like a year ago…year and a half I think.”

“That's the one.’ Kent said “But since his dad was so…you know, a lot of people really wanted to take down the son of Takami, to teach him a lesson, but they all ended up bloody, and bruised.”

“So he is the real deal then.’ Dabi said looking at his knuckles “Not some wannabe punk.”

“Nope, a lot of people who fought him said they had no idea what happened, just that they ended up on the ground with a few extra scars on their faces.”

“So there is no way I can win against him in a fight,” Dabi said

“Don't think so,” Kent said

“Could run him over with your car,” Dabi suggested

“Dude, no you aren't using my car for murder,” Kent said, Dabi let out a laugh

“Well don't worry, there is more than one way to defeat someone, brute strength is one of them, the other one is just slowly peeling away their sense of security, hitting them where it hurts.”

“Well then.” Kent said as he pulled up to the hospital “Let's just get you stitched up.”

“I need to get the hell away from this guy.” Kent thought

[grandparomeaskblog]

Lupercalia 2025

Dinos looked up from his papers. There it was again. What was that tapping sound. Was there a cat stuck at the balcony hoping to get in? It could be cold this time of year. He couldn't shake off the thought of a freezing animal at the door and so promptly got out of his chair. Dinos opened the doors. A swift cold breeze coming from the bosporus blew inside the study to play with his, carefully placed, notes. A shiver ran down his spine. More work. Where was that damned cat even? With further inspection he found some nuts on the balcony floor. Birds maybe? He looked up to the sky. Two dozen of seagulls coming from the North dived with great force to his right. They were wailing. In other times he would have took it as a bad omen. But that was, ofcourse, superstition from a dark past. He sighed.

"Down here!" dinos heard calling. He looked down the balcony. There at the street stood his brother, all naked, and that in this weather.

"Happy Lupercalia, Remus!"

Dinos prayed his brothers dick froze off.

"What are you doing?! Get inside, you fool" He hoped by shouting in the ancient tongue he wouldn't wake up the whole neighbourhood. For the Turks and Rûm had one thing in common; they sure loved to gossip and word traveled fast.

Romulus laughed. "I'm helping!"

Dinos rolling his eyes quickly went inside, shutting the doors behind him. Quick, quick down the green carpented stairs, the fifth and eleventh stare squeeked at him. Tip-toe he went past the boxes, carefull not to topple them down. And then, the locks. Five of them.

Keys. There was a fraction of a moment of pure panic before he found the keys, right where he expected them to be, secured and safe.

Romulus met him with a smile "That took you long" he mocked him

"Get in you" Dinos ordered him

"Nah, Are you insane?! Can't you tell I'm on a mission. Please come out?"

Dinos out of breath just sat down at the stairs and begged his brother to sit with him. Which he did.

"Look Romulus... I think that I know what it is you want. But, I don't want that. And I belief it is my call, not yours" "I only want to help" Romulus argued. "Yes, about that. You can help by letting me finish talking." Romulus bit his tongue. It was really hard, Dinos could tell. "Thank you. Let me explain... You want to help by blessing my people, welcoming new life and hope. You are... quite literally... freezing your sack off... for me" Romulus nods "Yes, the thing is. I'm tired. I WANT to retire. I'm sorry, I don't know how to explain" "I can help" Dinos sighed. Romulus took his hand into his. They felt cold at the touch. Then he helped him up and inside. Dinos sighed in relief now no one was there to see his brother, in all his glory.

"Remus, now YOU listen to me. I once was where you are now. I'm talking from experience allright? You can make the call ok. But I need you to focus. You got too much things going on thats just... You got to get your priorities straight now. This stuff here... it's not important. We will figure out what IS important. I will help you with that. Ok? If you want to retire. Than I'll help you with that." "Thank you" "I'll help you militairy style though... this pussy attitude brought you nothing but an apartment full of crap. Give me your phone." "Wait what?"

Romulus grabbed his phone and went to his contacts. "... Sup Herakles. Listen up. Get your ass on the next flight. Your uncle is gonna 'UNALIVE' himself. That's a nice way of saying 'it'll take three men five days to clean the carpet'. No sorry. Focus boy. If you are late, he's gone: much drama, lots of paperwork. Nice talking to you" Dinos watched in shock as Romulus flushed his phone down the toilet and then dropped on the sofa looking ready to collect the noble price for his act of kindness.

[eepop-artz]

Terrified Chapter 7 (wip - looking for input)

So Chapter 7 of Terrified isn't done yet, but I just wanted to share what I have so far and maybe even hear some of yalls input

Garu felt a sharp pain in his arm as he landed. The trees had cushioned his fall, (although leaving him a bit scratched up due to their branches) and the next thing he knew, he was laying on his side in the grass, Pucca staring down at him, holding the mini notebook. Her eyes were open. Open wide. Garu could barely make sense of anything happening, his brain foggy.

Pucca rushed over and pulled him up, giving him a slap on the face, immediately taking him out of his haze.

"What are you, nuts!?"

Her mind was racing, and everything she said next just shot out of her like word vomit. “What were you thinking!? Did you—did you even stop to consider the people who care about you? What about Ivy? Abyo? Chang? Me? Do you really think we’d be better off without you? You’d just—just leave us like that?” Garu looked at her, wide eyed as she took a moment to catch her breath. “Are you fucking insane!?” She shouted, her voice high pitched and her blue eyes filled with panic. 

“—Are you going to tell everyone?” Garu strained, leaning against a tree. Pucca narrowed her eyes, her brows furrowed. “Of course I’m going to tell people, you just tried to kill yourself! And who the fuck is Keiko!?” She held the notebook to Garu’s face, pushing him back a little. He hissed in pain as he gripped his now-broken arm. Pucca’s expression softened, her eyes drifting to his arm. She took a deep breath, just like her therapist told her to. “...Is it bad?” She asked, placing her hand on his shoulder. Garu flinched as she did so, half-expecting another slap. It wasn't the first time his agony was met with violence.

“...It’s fine. Don’t worry yourself about it, I’ll just go to the hospital.” He said sternly, pulling himself to his feet with his uninjured arm. “If you’re going to tell anyone anyways…let them know which hospital room I’m in.” he muttered, his tone bitter.

“I didn’t say I was going to tell everyone, I said I would tell someone. Because I care about you, and want you to get help.” She crossed her arms.

“Pucca, I don’t know if you’ve noticed,” He smiled mockingly “But this is a small village, and it takes one blabbermouth for everyone to know, and I would rather fucking die than let anyone know about this. They can’t.” He attempted to maintain a stern tone, let Pucca really know how mad he was. But it all just came out kinda whiny.

“Well, you didn’t die, and I know what happened. Looks like we can’t all get what we want.” She huffed, placing her hands on her hips and closing her eyes again. Garu didn’t really even notice they were open until she closed them.

He sighed “Listen, I don’t want everyone to think that I’m just some weak spaz that can’t handle the slightest pressure–”

“What pressure? Is it Tobe again? Is….is this what that Keiko thing is about?”

“God! No, It’s just…just…” He let out a shaky sigh, “It’s none of your business.”

“It is my business. I just want the best for you.” She brought her hand to meet his uninjured one. “Listen…if it’s that much of an issue for you, I won’t tell anyone. Keep this whole thing a secret, between us.”

Garu stiffened at the touch, his hand instinctively retreating. Pucca noticed and quickly pulled her own hand back. “Just let me take you to the hospital.” She held her hand out for him to take.

They both sat in silence, for a while. Garu didn’t move an inch, not towards or away from her. "...Why do all of this for me...?" He asked, his voice quiet.

Pucca’s body stiffened, cringing at what she was about to say, as if she had no control over her own mouth. "I'd be willing to keep even the worst of secrets for you." She chuckled deliriously, "I would do anything for you." She sighed, her gaze drifting to the grass below. 

“Right…guess I…forgot who I was talking to.” Garu felt the blood rush to his face as he looked down at his hand. Pucca sighed, "...You don't have to talk about…all that ‘Keiko’ stuff right now. You don't even have to talk about it with me. I know how you feel about me."

Garu felt a pang of fear. 'Am I that obvious??' 

Pucca continued, "I get it, I'm annoying. And pushy. Not the best type of person to find you...like this." She let out a shaky sigh as she looked up at him. "...But I want you to talk about it with someone. Soon. When you're ready.”

Pucca raised her head to face Garu, only to see him staring at the ground in front of him, same as she was before.

“I gave up on my training.” Garu sighed, his gaze still to the floor. “I left a few months before I came back here. I tried to…make a name for myself elsewhere. Eventually I got chased back to Sooga.” He looked up to Pucca, pleading with her, “I couldn’t stand it there anymore, you have to understand. I know I should’ve…been more resilient, become the ninja I was destined to be. But it was too much.”

“...What….what did they do to you?”

Garu's body tensed at the question. “Nothing I shouldn’t have been able to handle,” he muttered, more to himself than to Pucca. He stepped away from the tree.

“That’s not an answer, Garu.” She stepped in front of him. “If it was nothing, why did it drive you back here? Why did you…do this?”

“Because I failed,” he finally snapped, his voice sharper than he intended. “I wasn’t strong enough to endure it. I wasn’t… good enough to survive in their world.”

Pucca blinked at him, stunned by the bitterness in his tone. “Garu… you’re one of the strongest people I know.”

“I'm not. I never was. I'm sure whatever muddy memories we have would probably lead you to believe that,” He sighed “but that was when we were kids. The reality of what it's like to be a ninja, to be…strong. It hadn’t sunk in yet– we didn't know yet.”

Pucca furrowed her brows as she stood in front of him. “...Is that why you've been training yourself to death…?”

Garu stared at her in silence for a moment. “...That's part of it.” He couldn't admit what his family was like. He couldn't even decide if he really thought they were in the wrong or not. He just knew that Keiko was a fucking psycho and he didn't want to be associated with her. He knew if he told Pucca anything, she would try to fix things. Garu wanted to defeat Keiko himself. He would have to fight. He would fight.

As they walked to the hospital, Garu didn't say a word.

—

Keiko adjusted her glasses, squinting at the plans Tobe had scribbled on a crumpled piece of paper. The two had spent the past few days cycling through schemes to take down Garu, but none of them seemed promising.

“No offense, aubergine, but this sounds exactly like all the other plans you had before. You know, the ones that you said failed?” Keiko sighed, leaning against the wall next to Tobe’s bed as she ripped the paper in half.

“Give me a break, I haven’t done something like this in years!” Tobe threw up his arms as he paced around the platform above his ninjas’ hammocks, “He’s probably gotten better since we last met, too! How are we supposed to get our vengance like this!?” He flopped onto his mattress with a groan.

Keiko crossed her arms, staring out at nothing in particular. “Honestly, I’m less worried about Garu himself— I always considered him the runt of the litter once he came back to train. It’s that overpowered little thing who won’t leave his side that complicates things.”

Tobe sat up at that, narrowing his eyes. “The runt of the litter? What are you talking about?”

Keiko looked over to him, her expression mostly blank. “Garu is my uncle Geom’s little offspring. I didn’t tell you that?”

“No! That actually makes a lot of sense…Garu’s his spitting image...” Tobe muttered to himself, staring at the ceiling. “...So I’ve been after Geom Jr. this whole time. That explains a lot.”

Keiko smirked, rolling her eyes. “He's nothing like Geom.” She snickered, “You're just a horrible ninja.” She sauntered over, sitting on the mattress next to Tobe. “But at the same time, I don't think anybody could reach the heights of Geom. Except maybe me…” She crossed her legs with a self-satisfied sigh, “...I was his disciple after all. I soaked up at least some of his power. His commanding energy. His body count.”

“You certainly got some of his ego…” Tobe mumbled under his breath, before returning to a regular volume. “What do you even have against him? You loved Geom. It can't just be because he's not as good as him. Nobody's as good as him.”

Keiko gave him a look of mock-sympathy, scooting closer as she spoke in a baby voice. "What Tobe? Feewing sowwy for the wittwe bunny wabbit now?"

"No. Just curious!" Tobe shot back defensively. "I'd think you'd be defending him, not plotting against him with me. What happened to all that 'clan loyalty' you used to preach?" He narrowed his eyes at her.

Keiko’s jaw tightened as she glared at Tobe. "He lost my loyalty the moment he walked away from the clan. Disavowed our whole family like we were nothing." Her voice dropped into a low growl.

Tobe tilted his head, looking at her with great suspicion. "And that’s enough for you to team up with me? I thought I was a disgrace to the clan."

"You still are," she snapped, turning to face him. "Don't get it twisted, red onion. But unlike him, you didn’t try to cut out your clan. You never said that you wanna ‘separate yourself from the family name’” She mocked Garu's tone with a sneer, gesturing dramatically as she stood. "You just tried to save face by running off to a place where no one knew you. At least you still had the decency to recognize the clan for what it is— the golden standard for a ninja's behavior. Intimidating. Strong." Her voice dropped into a low growl.

Tobe leaned back, watching her with mild amusement as he allowed himself to slightly relax. “And yet here you are, working with me— the family dissappointment. Couldn't you just do this yourself? Miss…’intimidating and strong?’"

Her glare snapped to him, sharp enough to cut. "Don’t push it, aubergine. I'm overnumbered here. Too many…dieties. I'd ask some of the ninjas back home to partake in this wonderful opportunity, but it's a three-week trip from the base all the way to this dinky island, and I need to get his pigtailed ass now.”

Tobe stared at her for a moment. “This isn't just about the clan, isn't it?” He glared at her, pushing himself up and sitting crisscrossed.

“Does it have to be? We both want the same thing. It doesn't matter why.” She leaned next to the mattress, close to Tobe.

There was a sudden knock on the door, alerting them both. Upon opening the door, they found none other than….Casano.

“Who's this…queer?” Keiko narrowed her eyes at him as he entered from the back door.

“That's Casano. I used to…work with him.” Tobe crossed his arms, looking Casano up and down. “Why are you here?”

“One of your ninjas— who I most definitely don't have a secret relationship with— informed me in passing that you were planning something against Garu~” He tossed his hair, “I want to help you, so I can get back my darling, Pucca.” He dramatically sighed, “He stands in the way of my love. I must have him gone.”

Tobe's brow raised, “Gone? Well, I don't think he's going to die—”

“What do you have to offer?” Keiko interrupted. “You don't exactly look…special. Aside from maybe as a closeted politician's favorite escort.” She snickered. Casano paused, unable to think of an answer before sighing and turning to leave. A light bulb went off in Keiko's head, and she grabbed him by the shoulder, turning him to face her. “That's it! You could distract Pucca! Get her out our hair with all your prettyboy, vaguely homosexual energy!” She leaped away, twirling before sitting on one of the hammocks in the room. “It's all coming together.” She chuckled darkly to herself.

“Keiko, Pucca doesn't like Casano.” Tobe groaned. Casano gasped dramatically in response, “How dare you! Me and Pucca were made for each other–”

“Which is why you were made to be seven years apart?” Tobe raised a brow. Keiko rolled her eyes, swinging lazily in the hammock as she thought.

“She doesn’t need to like him.” She shrugged, “He just needs to be obnoxious enough to keep her busy. Flirt with her, argue with her, get her to chase him around town, I don’t care. As long as she’s not hovering over Garu, we’ll have an opening.”

“Oh, but I guarantee that she will fall in love!” Casano tossed his hair for emphasis. Keiko and Tobe looked at each other, then to Casano. “Yeah, sure, prettyboy.” The two said in unison.

--

The part after this with Pucca and Garu isn't finished yet, but it will be soooon

[moonangel022]

Oh, I remember piece missing ice king and fionna ’s eps timeline. How about simon and fionna each other love in hidden dream. 

Holly jolly secret part 2 

Hello, my name is Simon Petrikov.  I am recording this tape so that people will know my story. I was studying to be an antiquarian of ancient artifacts. Now I never believed in the supernatural stuff myself, just had a fascination with superstitions. But everything changed when I came into contact with this item. After purchasing this crown from an old dock worker in northern Scandinavia, I brought it home and excitedly showed my fiancee,Betty. I jokingly put it on my head, just for a laugh or something, and that's when it started the visions. I fought with them, shouted at them until I realized it wasn't real! It was the crown! I quickly took it off and saw my fiancee in front of me, looking at me with such contempt! What had I said? What had I done when I wore this crown? All I know is, I never saw Betty again. Since then, I now see the visions always I'm really scared I know my mind is changing, but I'm already too far gone to know what to do. I want people to know that if I do things, if -- if I do things that hurt anyone, please, please forgive me! Just watch over me until I can find my way out of this labyrinth in my brain and regain my sanity! And then maybe Betty, my princess maybe you will love me again. [VOICE BREAKING.] Please love me again, Betty! [CRIES.] 

simon become ice king born

I studying psychology romantic health... I feeling bad about poor simon because betty run away from him need help love each give his mind control but failed.  

he is right, he need try his control mind figure key is love but betty feel scared not want see him insane try kill people.. I know betty and simon are not health together in ep betty and king’s romson and his broken crown and hero heart and skyhook 2 (worst) and temple of mars and come along with me sad betty into glob fuse. Betty goodbye simon take crown again in fionna tv jerry. 

ice king/ simon suffer though his mind go lose sanity forever and crown keep simon live like immortal and simon’s memory sleep, he waiting 1,000 year waiting love soon arrive fionna born in his brain by prismo creation fionna.

Prisoners of Love    finn and jake fight meet ice king, ice king voice sound serious and adult and mature as Finn and jake says nerd and sexy hot. That hint simon is nerd and ice prince is sexy hot. Nuts finn and jake not know says. Ice king said marriage is a serious thing and lasts forever. Hint he reach key happiness and love in future fionna. 

When Wedding Bells Thaw 

Ice king learn old swans kiss try tell him show. Ice king say marriage is a thing that allows me to capture a Princess forever and let her live inside of me and marriage. Hint wait year few later his mind live with fionna born her world from primso the wishmaster ep 4, he ask ice king, can I store a fan-made alternate universe in your cursed dome? Ice king says  Sure, magic flashlight! You can put anything you want in there. 'Specially if it's got a hot lady. Primso says Cool. Hold still for upload. Ice king says Whoa! Fire in the hole! ( Modem buzzing ) Fionna and Cake: What time is it? Ice king says ( Laughs ).. uh past i watch saw everything I found learn about ice king has hidden romantic with her in mystery dungeon, i know that proof he says feel strong and true is fall in love fionna. but primso not know ice king has hidden romantic with fionna in dream is real. I saw notice fionna and cake episode, she say cant wait and marry him in fionna tv ep1 was ice prince. Notice he sleep take kiss with his hand self in dream with fionna in mystery dungeon.. You see!! Omg! 

Come Along With Me/ Obsidian 

Simon lose his crown magic and normal by cured glob. Simon can't remember of ice king and fionna and cake fics wait. I notice simon habit ice and use dresss old ice king in Obsidian, but I think that ice’s soul/memory is sleep. I feel miss ice king. Too fionna and cake cant remember. 

Finally time 12 year now 

Thanks Astrid love fionna and cake fanFics and reach get ice king aka simon, she question explain fionna and cake at him being unlock his mind ice king’s soul finally wake as he behave slight madness and sadness, he can't stop still mind fionna and cake for 3 day both mind and dream ice prince find fionna. Ice king/simon want find get fionna and cake out portal his brain, Because ice king vow for fionna wish want see his home OOO in bad little boy ep. Evil goose witness/know seen Simon being behave as ice king by astrid bother ask his mind wake of ice king. Nuts, I praise astrid give key his mind unlock of ice king wake! 

You seen simon smile look only fionna and touch hand each other and he protect fionna. obviously That simon is ice king’s soul person. 

But not yet simon and ice king has share memory soon and hope his new form ice prince after simon take ice crown again. Cross fingers. 

[bodrewritten]

Daughter of Discord Rewritten Chapter 5: Half a Mind

At this moment, Screwball was ten years old. Most of her friends had received their cutie marks by now, except for Apple Blossom, who was as obsessed over it. Thunder had three storm clouds while Lightning had a lightning bolt. They had received them after wrangling some escaped storm clouds. Dinky had a postcard and Cinnamon twist had a cinnamon stick, making their talents quite obvious.

Taco Grandé and his toasted tortilla, maple cinnamon and his maple leaf, Autumn Glory and her long-recieved zap apple. It made Screwball finally feel like she was a part of something.

They were in the schoolyard, making teams for a game of basketball. Unfortunately, Gold Digger and Silver platter were the captains. Their cutie marks were three gold nuggets and a silver tray, respectively. Lightning and thunder were picked first, since they were the best athletes. Then as he crowd was picked near clean, it came down to Apple Blossom, Screwball and Dinky.

"Let's see…" Silver platter thought, rubbing his chin. "Okay, I'll take the blank flank."

Apple Blossom groaned as she went to join his team.

"Alright, let's play!" Gold Digger announced, bouncing the basketball.

"Hey!" Dinky cried. Her brows were furrowed as she realized what she'd done. "What about us?"

The colt turned to the remaining pair. "What about you?"

"You kidding me?" Silver Tray grunted. "Dumbo can't keep her eye on the ball. and it's a pony game."

Screwball gritted her teeth. "I am a pony."

"who here actually believes that!" Gold Digger taunted.

"Knock it off, guys!" Lightning shouted.

"You're not being fair!" Thunder agreed.

"Why don't you let them play?" Cinnamon Stick demanded.

Gold Digger tilted his head towards Screwball. "Why doesn't she go back where she belongs? In the Canterlot Gardens with her dad!"

Screwball had to bite her cheek to hold back her anger. Dinky put a hoof on her shoulder.

"It's okay, Screwy," she said. "I didn't want to play basketball, anyway."

"Hey, numbskull!" Gold Digger called. "Catch!"

Dinky did not see the ball in time to catch it. It hit her square in the forehead, a metalling PA-TANG reverberated throughout her punding head.

"Dinky!" Screwball cried, kneeling down to her.

"Gosh, sorry!" Gold Digger said sarcastically. "Hope that didn't cause any brain damage!"

Screwball narrowed her eyes at the colt, fire blazing within them. "You jerk! Dinky may be uncoordinated, but she's not stupid!"

"Speaking of stupid, You freaks deserve each other!"

A few other kids started laughing with him. Screwball looked down at her best friend covered in blood from her muzzle, tears streaming from her eyes.

"That's it!"

She stood on her hind legs and clapped her front hooves together with a great boom, causing the ponies to fall silent as they looked up at her in alarm.

"You want to play basketball? Fine! Let's play some basketball!"

Gold Digger let out a shriek as gold light enveloped around him, pressing him into a sphere. The others backed away as he bounced on the asphalt.

"Screwball, what are you doing?!" Cinnamon twist exclaimed in horror.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Screwball screamed like a mad mare. "I'm scoring three points!"

The colt screamed as he was thrown across the basketball court and into the net. The insane filly then darted her eyes at Silver Tray. Before he had a chance to escape, he was pressed into a ball as well and tossed into the other basket.

"Woo hoo!" Screwball cried, throwing her hooves into the air. "That's six points for me, zip for you!"

A score board appeared matching what she had just announced. Apple Blossom raced inside the schoolhouse.

"Screwball, are you nuts?!" Dinky cried out.

"Nuts?! I'm not nuts! Cuz I'm Screwball, the Princess of Chaos! And you all made fun of me and hurt my friend! NO MORE!"

As she let out a frightening laugh, the sky turned red and a bolt of lightning struck. Screwball paused as she felt a hoof on her shoulder. She turned to see Cheerilee's furious and concerned face staring back at her.

Screwball sat hunched on the school steps. Even though the door was closed, she could hear the conversation clear as day.

"That pony nearly killed my boy!" Filthy Rich bellowed.

"She didn't mean to harm any pony," Fluttershy insisted.

"She's a menace! You should expel her at once-No!" Silver Tray's mother screeched. "A child like that should be in an asylum! After all, what else can you do with the Devil's child?!"

Fluttershy gasped and Screwball heard a slap. "How dare you insult my child and my husband?!"

"Every pony, calm down!" Cheerilee shouted.

"Calm down?!" Filthy exclaimed. "Look at my son! Look at her son! That girl must be punished! I've got half a mind to tell the princess to increase the security around here!"

"And what about your kids?" Derpy demanded. "They hurt my Dinky! Screwball was defending her!"

Screwball winced as she tried to block their words out.

"Freak! Devil child! Mad pony! Halfling! Monster..."

"She doesn't belong!"

A tear fell down her cheek.

The sound of the door slamming open broke her out of her trance. She looked up to see Gold Digger, Silver Tray and their parents send her death glares as they passed by. The boys held ice packs to their heads. Gold digger stuck his tongue out at the filly before his ear was pulled by his father.

"none of that 'half-pony' malarkey. You call her by her name, got it boy?" And they trotted off.

Next came Derpy and Dinky, but they were silent. Then her mother appeared. She was not happy. "You're lucky she didn't expel you," she said calmly. Screwball hung her head.

"Honey, this is the third complaint I've received this year! I've let the other mishaps slide, but this…this is worse than the piano incident!"

"I'm sorry-" her throat felt like it was wrapped in needles. She burst out in sobs that shook her small frame. "I…I don't know why- I…I didn't mean…"

Fluttershy sighed and sat beside her daughter. "Look. It's noble that you were standing up for your friend, but you hurt those ponies just as they had hurt you and Dinky."

"I wish I had done worse."

"Screwball!"

"At least then it would have all stopped!" She shouted, eyes bulging with pain and grief, almost regret. "They're right, Mommy. Maybe I am evil like they say. I…I don't wanna be evil!"

She cried into her mother's chest. Fluttershy stroked her mane tenderly.

"You're not evil, sweetie. You just made a bad decision."

"What if I can't control myself next time? What if I…?"

"You'll learn, angel baby. Maybe…you shouldn't use your powers anymore, at least not in school. Okay? And we'll accommodate, like they said at magic camp."

Her daughter glanced up and nodded.

Dinky slowly approached them. "I still think you were pretty scary back there, but…thanks for sticking up for me."

Screwball looked at her friend and then stood to embrace her.

"I have an idea!" Derpy exclaimed. "Why don't we forget this whole mess and go down to Sugar Cube Corner? A good muffin always makes me feel better!"

"Yay!" Dinky cheered in agreement.

"Can we, Mommy?" Screwball begged. "I'll clean the bathroom tonight!"

Fluttershy rolled her eyes, knowing that chore would only take a few seconds. "Alright."

The four were greeted by an exasperated Pinkie Pie.

"Hello…" she wheezed, "Derpy…Flutter…Screwy…Dinky…table…for…four?"

"Sure," Fluttershy uttered. "You alright, Pinkie?"

"Fine!" she gasped. "Running…store…myself…busy! Seat yourselves! Berightwithyou!"

As they entered the shop, Screwball gasped, seeing the cinnamon twins, thunder and lightning, and Apple Blossom occupying a table.

"On second thought," she whispered to her mother, "let's go.

Fluttershy stopped her daughter and pushed her back in the other direction. "You can't avoid your friends forever."

"They think I'm a freak!"

"You don't know that. And if they do, I suggest you prove them wrong."

Screwball turned in the direction of the two colts and two fillies that were looking at her now. She took a deep breath and approached them.

"Hey," she uttered. "I know you probably don't want to speak to me again after what I did…"

"Are you kidding?" Lightning exclaimed.

"That was…awesome!" Thunder declared, giving his sister a brohoof.

Screwball's ears perked up. "You mean you're not mad?"

"Mad?" Apple Blossom repeated. "Sure, we were a little freaked, but it's about time some pony taught those bullies a lesson!"

"Just don't go so loony on us again, okay?" Cinnamon twist asked with a shiver. "That scared the hay out of me!"

"What are you standing down there for?" Maple inquired. "We're friends, aren't we?" Lightning questioned. "Pull up a seat!"

Screwball smiled as she and Dinky joined their friends. No matter what happened, she always knew she could count on them.

Nobody said anything at the dinner table for the first fifteen minutes. The only sound was Discord's crunching on rocks. (Igneous of course, a dragon delight!) Fluttershy kept glancing at Screwball and tilting her head towards Discord. The filly shook her head in response. Finally, the draconequus dropped his fork.

"Okay, what's with the awkward silence?"

"Screwball," Fluttershy said slowly. "Isn't there something you want to tell Daddy?"

"About what?" Screwball asked innocently.

"About what happened at school today?"

"Alright, story time!" Discord grinned and leaned back on his chair. "What'd you do this time?"

"I…" Screwball stammered. "I…played basketball with Gold Digger and Silver Tray."

He raised an eyebrow. "That's…nice?"

She took a deep breath. "They were the basketballs."

Discord stifled a laugh, but he could not contain it. He pounded his fist on the table, clutching his stomach with his claw.

"You…played basketball…and they…were the basketballs! Oh, if I had been there to see that! Wait! I can!"

He vanished from his seat and then reappeared a few seconds later, rolling on the floor with laughter.

"Oh, that was priceless! You know you have your mother's evil laugh? Pure ge..." his laughter stuttered and his smile became nervously stifled.

Screwball could not help but shrink down.

"May I speak with you alone, my queen?"

He followed his wife to the bedroom. Once she had shut the door, she twirled her around to face him.

She leaned in for a kiss and he caught it with the passion of ten thousand fireflies lighting a path to heaven. They kissed for a moment before discord remembered why he called her here and gently pushed away.

"now wait a minute! That's not what I meant!"

"I know, but you looked stressed."

"It is a big deal! Doesn't it concern you…how much alike we are? Me and screwy?"

"Why should it? She is our daughter."

"That's exactly why we should be worried! I love her as much as you do, but her powers…they're getting out of hand!"

"I know, but I don't know how to help her with that! Discord…the things they called her today…"

"Names are nothing."

"They called her a monster."

"...What?"

"Don't you see? She might wind up an outcast…like you were. What if something happens to make her lose control? What if…what if we have to turn her to…?"

He held up his claw. "Don't say it!"

She sighed as he slowly lay down, wrapping himself around her. "I know it's a horrible thing to suggest, but it could happen."

"No, it won't."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because she's our daughter." He gently lifted her chin. "She may have my demented mind, but she also has your good heart. That's how I know that no matter how many times she loses control, she will not go down the path I left long ago." He chuckled. "Besides, you've gone insane a couple times yourself."

She gasped and slapped his paw away. While giggling. "I hope she has your sense of justice."

"What?" he shrugged. "I love it when you go nuts! It's so…attractive."

Fluttershy covered her blushing goofy face with her hooves, pulled apart just for Discord to smooch her perfect muzzle. "Go talk to your daughter for Celestia's sake!" She giggled.

Freak, monster, devil child, doesn't belong…

The words echoed throughout Screwball's nightmares.

Go back to the Canterlot Gardens where you belong!

"No," she murmured, tossing in her bed.

You're evil, just like your daddy!

"No! NO!"

Discord was instantly at her bedside. "Screwball, honey?" he gasped. "What's wrong?"

The filly shrieked as her eyes popped open. She sighed in relief at the sight of her father. A first for discord.

"I'm okay, Daddy. I just had a bad dream."

"Oh, I see." He sat upon her bed. "Care to talk about it?"

"It was…those things they said about me today…they won't go away…"

"Is that all?" He took her into his arms and patted her on the back. "There, there. What do I always say?"

Screwball scrunched her nose. "Sauerkraut is good for you?"

"No, no, the other thing."

"Never bring pie to a cake fight?

"No, no, no! I mean about name-calling!"

"Oh. Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me."

"Exactly! Well, technically the sticks and stones won't hurt you either."

She pulled away from his embrace and looked up at him desperately. "But Dad, what if they're right? I lost my mind today! I even scared my friends!"

He waved his paw as if it were a minor detail. "Every pony loses their mind once in a while. You should have seen your mother at her first Grand Galloping Gala!" He tapped his chin. "Actually, you can!"

He pulled a projector from nowhere and an image appeared on the wall. Screwball gasped at the sight of a slightly younger version of her mother in a torn ball gown, standing beside a huge net.

"I'll catch you yet, my pretties!" she said creepily to the animals cowering in fear. "Oh, yes. As soon as one of you little birds, or monkeys, or bears touches this net, you'll be mine! MINE!"

She then broke into maniacal laughter, lightning striking from the sky. Screwball did not know whether to be scared or amused. It was hard to believe that the mare she was watching was her sweet, nurturing mother.

Discord sighed in awe. "Yes, isn't she ravishing?" He pushed the image away. "Now you know not to get on your mother's bad side. The treatment she gave you and I today was nothing."

"Okay, so it's not as bad as I thought," Screwball admitted. "It's worse! I'm crazy on both sides!"

She groaned as she collapsed her head onto her pillow.

"Screwball, Screwball, Screwball," Discord said, shaking his head. "Every pony's crazy! Some just show it better than others."

"I being one of them," she mumbled, flipping onto her side.

"It's nothing to be ashamed of, sweetie," her father assured her, stroking her head. "You have something that other ponies do not: chaos!"

"And where is that going to get me? Look at what it did to you!"

Discord was taken aback by this. Screwball sat up and faced him.

"I'm sorry, but… sometimes I think I might go too crazy…that I might turn evil…that they'll have to turn me to stone!"

"Oh, honey, don't say such a thing!" He tenderly wrapped his arms around her. "No pony's going to turn you to stone, or bring you any harm of any sorts, not while I'm here to protect you." He wiped her tears from her face. "It's..."

The filly shook her head with a sniff.

"screwy if you don't listen to me now, you might never get another chance to hear it again. You're a draconequus and ponies don't like change. They wanna stay stuck in their ways and they were raised to hate us. Now don't give them a reason to, don't give them what they want to believe is true. You don't get second chances with these ponies, they'll see you slip up and they might treat you in ways you will never recover from."

Screwball sniffled at the thought.

"But you know something? They'll always be wrong. Keep your head up high and prove to them what you know you are, what you make of yourself. Get your education. Make friends that trust you and treat you with the truth. You can't act like these other ponies, they have more than you do, more chances and more support. That doesn't mean you have to respect them. But princess..."

He lifted her head and kissed her cheek.

"make yourself something to be respected. And don't take any of their crap."

She pondered. She did not understand completely, but she nodded anyway, in the back of her mind this would never leave her. It wasn't sweet, it wasn't cruel, it was tangy and just kept her awake. She would never forget this, she needed it. Maybe one day she might remember.

"Good," her father smiled. "Now let's get you back to bed, shall we? I've got half a mind to match right up to the school council tomorrow and keep those colts out of college with what they called you."

Screwball crawled back under the covers and smiled up at the draconequus as he tucked her in.

"Would you sing me a lullaby, Daddy?"

He paused and chuckled. "I think you'd prefer your mother to sing for you."

"No. Her voice is beautiful, but I also like it when you sing."

He sighed and sang the lullaby he had written for her. This time, he added a new verse:

"Remember that one time I took you to that baseball game?

You got your cutie mark, And things were never quite the same.

Your wild pitches flew Driving the ponies all insane

'Cause I…am your papa, Discord And you…are a piece of me."

It was a subtle reminder of how special she was to him.

"I love you, papa," Screwball said when he was finished.

He kissed her on the forehead. "I love you too, my little abomination. And you take that name with pride."