#something is wrong//dom megaphone

[megaphone-idol]

-> A faint crackling could be heard. It sounded like a fire.... "Megaphone?" - @peaceful-inpherno

The room was trashed. Items and music sheets littered the floor. There was a fight here…the house was suspicious quiet…

[olivescales3]

🌩️ Share something funny/cracky from your WIP.

^^

Dom de La Woosh is one of my proudest comical relief TFLOC characters! A friend of mine is from Latin America and they really like Dom for his representation of samba and carnival culture, although the character itself in the original show is quite lackluster. Diversity in LOC is amazing, and writing TFLOC gave me the opportunity to study and learn from lots of cultures around the world!

Here's a snippet of him in TFLOC!

As Equila counts down to one, his high-pitched voice leads everyone to jump and shout in excitement. Cragger and I are quite anxious, and I imagine that they also share the same feeling as us. The race feels like it's taking forever to start.

Actually… wait a minute— is someone missing? Even with all of the excitement and hype, my gut itches me with an unnerving sensation. Something's wrong, I can feel it!

I turn around to look at the people around me, and the seat reserved for Eris is empty.

The crowd's movement and noises overwhelm me as I'm trying to concentrate, but I'm finally able to catch a glimpse of someone running towards the racers. I push Cragger's arm and we both have the same reaction; our mouths drop wide open.

The crowd freezes in silence. Not everyone has the courage to interfere with an organized event, especially one that's this big.

Equila strips off his goggles of orange tinted lenses, clenches his blowhorn near his beak, then screeches:

"Wait– wait! What are you doing, Eris? Get back here!"

Needless to say, we had already caught on that Eris was missing… but what she's doing right now is absurd!

"Damn it, Phoenixes!", he murmurs in vain, as the megaphone that's hung on his back exposes his frustrated mumblings to all of us, "I– I meant… Eris, stop that, right now! Lagravis is witnessing all of this, you know that!"

Amongst all of the animals watching this mess, Eris is on the racetrack getting her wing signed by Dom de La Woosh himself. Equila swoops down and snatches Eris off the ground. I don't know if Dom knows how to tackle fan service, or if it's just his eccentric and carefree personality. Maybe both.

[starseedfxofficial]

The Depth of Market: Cracking the Descending Broadening Wedge with a Smile Imagine if trading was as simple as buying a carton of milk. You look for a good price, pick the one you want, and head home. But no, trading is more like being a contestant on a game show where the rules change every five minutes. Today, we're diving deep into something far more complex and potentially rewarding than grocery shopping—we're talking about the "Depth of Market" and how to navigate a "Descending Broadening Wedge." Stick around, and I'll make sure you understand these trading concepts while also keeping you entertained. And who knows, by the end of it, you might feel a little less like a game show contestant and more like the host who knows all the answers. Depth of Market: It’s Not Just About Depth, It’s About Clarity First off, let's talk about the "Depth of Market" or DOM. If you’re thinking of it as some deep, philosophical pit where all your trades go to find their purpose, well, you’re kind of right. Except, instead of philosophy, we’re dealing with numbers, orders, and sometimes the kind of chaos that makes you question your life choices. DOM is basically an indicator that shows the number of buy and sell orders at various price levels for a currency pair. Now, why is this important? Well, the depth of market is like being able to peek into other traders' hands in a high-stakes poker game. It tells you how much buying or selling interest there is at different price levels. When you see a big cluster of orders piling up at a certain level, it’s like when you notice all the kids at a party making a beeline for the piñata. You just know something’s about to happen—and in trading, knowing that is worth its weight in pips. DOM is useful for understanding liquidity and the potential for price movement. For example, if there’s a huge wall of buy orders at a particular level, it’s like having a trampoline there—the price is likely to bounce back up from it. Conversely, a big sell order is like a ceiling you keep hitting your head on—annoying, but helpful to know about. Descending Broadening Wedge: It’s Not a DIY Furniture Piece The name might sound like something from a furniture catalog—"Introducing our Descending Broadening Wedge: perfect for sprucing up your living room!" But let me assure you, the descending broadening wedge is far more exciting than flat-pack furniture. This wedge is a chart pattern that forms when the price makes lower highs and lower lows, expanding as it goes. Imagine a megaphone pointing downwards—that’s pretty much what it looks like. The descending broadening wedge is typically a bullish reversal pattern, meaning that after all the price bouncing around inside that megaphone, it’s likely to burst upwards—kind of like a shaken soda can. The market gets all fizzed up, and then, boom, upward explosion. But here's the kicker: trading the descending broadening wedge isn’t as simple as waiting for a "pop." You need patience—the kind of patience you’d need if you were waiting for a turtle to finish a marathon. The trick is to watch for the price to break above the upper trendline with some serious volume. When that happens, it’s time to act. Why Most Traders Get It Wrong (And How You Can Avoid It) A common mistake traders make with the depth of market and the descending broadening wedge is rushing in too soon—like buying a pair of shoes on sale without realizing they're two sizes too small. Many see the wedge forming and expect immediate action. But here's the truth: the wedge takes its sweet time. Think of it like a cat deciding whether it actually wants to come inside or just stare at you through the door. Here’s a little ninja trick: keep an eye on the volume. If there’s a breakout from the wedge but the volume is lower than your morning energy levels pre-coffee, that’s a red flag. A proper breakout needs volume—lots of it—to confirm that the move isn’t just a head fake. Remember, the market loves tricking people. If you see low volume, chances are you’re witnessing a false breakout, and it’s best to wait rather than get caught on the wrong side. Hidden Patterns and Insider Knowledge Now, let’s get into some of those hidden patterns and insider tactics that make you feel like you’re in on a big secret—because you kind of are. One such technique is looking at the DOM data in conjunction with the wedge. It’s like combining peanut butter and jelly—good on their own, but so much better together. When you notice a descending broadening wedge forming, use the DOM to look at where the buy and sell orders are clustering. If you see a bunch of buy orders just below the wedge, it’s an indication that the market might be ready to pop back up. Conversely, if the sell orders are stacked high at the top of the wedge, you might want to reconsider your optimism. Expert Insights to Save Your Bacon According to John Smith, a Forex analyst at XYZ Financials, "Using DOM alongside traditional technical analysis patterns like the descending broadening wedge can provide an edge that many traders overlook." Think of it as having a double layer of protection—like wearing a helmet and pads when skateboarding. It might look like overkill, but you’ll thank yourself when you avoid the proverbial faceplant. In another quote from Forex trading legend, Sarah Thompson: "Volume is key when trading any breakout. Many traders ignore volume, but it’s often the deciding factor in whether a move will be sustained." So next time you’re tempted to jump into a trade because you’re afraid of missing out, take a step back and check the volume. From Game Shows to Wedges Trading with the depth of market and descending broadening wedge might feel like you’re on a game show, trying to figure out whether you should pick door number one, two, or three. But if you’ve got your DOM data, you’re not guessing—you’re making an informed decision. And trust me, there’s nothing better than the satisfaction of knowing you’ve cracked the market’s code. To sum up: - Depth of Market is your key to understanding liquidity and where the orders are stacked. - The Descending Broadening Wedge is a bullish reversal pattern, but it takes time—don’t rush it. - Volume is your secret weapon. No volume, no trade. - Use DOM data and technical patterns together for that sweet trading edge. The market can be a chaotic game, but with the right tools and some humor to lighten the load, it doesn’t have to be a losing one. So, grab your trading helmet, load up that DOM, and keep your eye on the wedge—because when the market breaks out, you’ll be ready. —————– Image Credits: Cover image at the top is AI-generated   Read the full article

[stab-the-son-of-a]

Whumptober No.4 - Taken Hostage

TW: Guns, off-screen assumed character death, sexist character, smoking

Taglist: @whumpers-inc

There is a surprising (and hand-cramping) amount of paperwork that goes into working at a call center, even one as unconventional as 1-877-WHMP-NOW. An annoying, several hour, several stack amount. Bianca will never forgive whoever it was in HR or accounting (the only two departments who actually seem masochistic enough to enjoy bureaucracy) that suggested all these extra reports and encounter summaries and redundancy measures.

In the same way you tune out the world while enjoying a nature walk and only begin paying attention again when your unconscious mind notices something dangerously wrong, Bianca pauses in her muttered curses to the paperwork gods and listens.

“Why of course she’s in today,” Fran says in a tight tone. “I’ll just transfer you right to your personal whump-passionate care coordinator, Dom.”

Not Dom. Not that irritating, overly stuffed up crock of shit again. Dom had run through almost the entire call center, leaving Bianca the only person who had yet to swear to walk if they were forced to deal with the self-impressed asshole. Jerking her head up, Bianca stares Fran down, like a deer willing a semi-truck to change paths. She shakes her head, desperately miming cutting across her throat with a rushed flail.

Their gazes lock. Fran continues to dial, even as they watch Bianca’s distressed pantomime with all the impassive finality of a monarch’s sentence.

“Don’t you dare, Fran,” Bianca hisses. “I swear by all that is good and holy if you transfer him--”

Her line rings, and she answers it with a chipper grin that doesn’t touch her glare one bit. “Well hey, sugar!” If looks could kill, Bianca would be in a whole other line of work right now as she tosses an eraser at Fran’s head. “What can I do for you today, hun?”

Well, she can already tell this isn’t going to be a pleasant call, not if the sirens are any indication.

“Brianna,” Dom cries, “I’m too handsome for jail!”

Bianca mouths to Fran, “I’ll kill you,” even as they duck their head and pretend to be oh-so invested in their latest call report. She tosses another eraser and this one hits the mark, bouncing off the back of their skull.

“Hello! Brianna! I need you to put down the Covergirl or your nail file and do your job, sweetheart.”

Rolling her eyes, she returns her attention to Dom. “I’m awful sorry. What did you say your emergency was?”

“Thank you for the urgency,” he spits.

Bianca waits for him to elaborate. The sirens on his end of the line continue blaring, the voluming growing as they grow closer.

“Did the line cut out, sugar?” she prompts, carefully sterilizing her tone with a thick layer of honey.

“I tried to rob this small town little podunk town store and took this girl--” Dom lets out a short cry of pain and kicks at something. He corrects himself, ”This bitch. And someone had the nerve to call the cops on me!”

At the sound of gunfire- too close to the gun to be from any policeman, Bianca raises a single brow in silent question of his intelligence. In her humble, professional opinion wasting ammo on puerile displays and a lead tantrum is useless, but again, she’s just a professional. She only graduated at the top of her class and has years, if not decades, on Dom in terms of experience.

Of course, Bianca says none of that.

“Have you taken the girl hostage, Dom?”

“Yes! Jeez, do I have to spell everything out for you people?”

“It’s very helpful when our clients are clear and precise, Dom,” Bianca returns, an almost feral edge to the too wide portions of her smile. “Have you read our informational brochure, ‘So You Want to Take a Hostage’? Or perused our FAQs for whumpers?”

“Why should I?”

A year ago maybe Bianca might have been surprised. Now she’s just glad Dom can’t see the various mocking faces and mouthed insults she indulges in due to such a response. That doesn’t mitigate the desire she feels to bash her head against her desk until her mental faculties match Dom’s. Instead, she parrots, “No. Why should you.”

“So, what do I do?” Dom asks, impatience clear in his tone. “How do I get out of this?”

“Well, Dom, could I speak with your hostage for a hot sec?”

Completely ignoring her question, Dom muses aloud, “What if I just went out there with my guns and just started shooting. There’s only one car out there. I can take out some backwater donut cop.”

She loves her job. She loves her job. She. Loves. Her. Job. She may be a masochist.

“That course of action might not work well, sugar,” Bianca says carefully.

“Why not?”

Just as she’s about to answer, said aforementioned cop starts in with the megaphones and the offers for surrender. Quickly, she traces the call while Dom yells back about assholes and what he deserves and specifically what the cop deserves, involving his megaphone and uncomfortable places.

That ���podunk’ little town is more of a small city, and even if there is only one cop currently there, there are bound to be more en route, and rapidly at that.

“Are you listening to me, sweetheart?” Dom demands. “There’s only one of him and I’ve got two guns. It’s fool proof.”

Oh, it’s something to do with fools alright. “So, to clarify, you’ve got a gun in each hand?”

“I just said that, honey, put your listening ears on and try to keep up.”

Over her ten plus years working with the call center, Bianca has heard plenty of stupid shit in her time but trying to go out dual wielding guns is… a new one. She quickly shoots Fran a short text reading, You SO owe me, Franny.

“What about your hostage? How are you going to keep control over her? Is she bound?” Bianca tries to reason with Dom, the apparent Blade wannabe, even if it’s futile.

“I’ll bring her with and put the gun to her head. Easy.”

Easy. Yes, so easy. Fran returns her text. ‘You’re the absolute goddess of dealing with BS I am not worthy.’

“Dom, could you be a dear and let me speak with her, please? Thank you sugar.”

“God what is it with women always needing to yap yap yap?” Dom complains as he rips the gag out of the hostage’s mouth.

“FUCK YOU!” She howls immediately. “I’ll bite your fingers off, you small dicked piece of shit!”

So, Bianca had admittedly harbored suspicions that the ‘girl’ was actually a grown woman, considering Dom’s typical behavior, but this certainly confirms that. A wistful sigh builds as Bianca listens to the hostage chew Dom out and insult his manhood and intelligence.

‘Damn straight. I expect pumpkin spice brownies and a latte on my desk tomorrow morning.’

‘It’s June.’

“It’s DOM.’

‘Pumpkin spice brownies gotcha.’

A solid, but wet crack jerks Bianca’s attention back to the matter at hand. The hostage is eerily quiet. Waiting for a response from either Dom or the hostage, she picks at the dry skin on her lips and taps her foot.

“Oh shit,” Dom whispers.

Screwing her eyes shut as if that will change what his answer is, Bianca asks, “Dom?”

“Yeah?”

“Did you just pistol whip your hostage?”

“Yeah.”

Nope, this is officially the stupidest, most asinine, bass-ackwards call from a client she’s ever had to suffer through. Clearly having overheard, Fran twists around to get a better vantage point to watch as Bianca places her head in her hands and fights back a scream of frustration.

Collecting herself, Bianca chirps, “I’m sorry, sugar, but you really ought to have read our guide. The first rule of a hostage situation is to keep your hostage alive as leverage. Now, as it stands, you’re a murderer surrounded by... “ She counts up each little blip. “Four cop cars and another two on the way. You have to understand, honey, that it goes against policy to stay involved.”

“What? No! You can’t do this you bitch!”

Bianca grins, sharp and vicious. “Oh, Dom, I can, and I will.” With that, and Dom still shouting injustice, she hangs up.

“I’ve wanted to do that for forever,” she breezily admits to Fran.

They match her smile inch for inch, and then some. “Bee, you’re my hero. I’m throwing in maple walnut fudge pancakes just for that.”

“Of course we’ll have IT burn the connection and remote into Dom’s phone before the incident gets too close to home, blah blah blah, and we’ll look into whether that lady remembers anything after the whole gun to the head thing,” she dismisses, “but for now, I need a smoke break or twenty. Toodles!”

[shadeketchum]

Back from RTX

Now that I’m FINALLY back from my first trip to RTX, I feel it’d be nice to share my experience on here, not that anyone will really care but I’m in a good mood.

For my first time, it was great! Met some fun people, including Ray Narvaez Jr, attended some panels, and bought some merch. Specifically, I got the Ruby Rose headphones, a hoodie of her V4 outfit, a t-shirt of chibi Neo sitting on food, all of Day 5 on dvd, and this exclusive poster.

I unfortunately had to sign up for a subscription to the DC Universe streaming to get this, but it was worth the price. Plus I might like the content. Now about the panels I went to. (Except for the Camp Camp panel that I had to skip)

RWBY panel: Loved the new outfits (bisexual bob cut Blake!), pleased to hear production of V7 is going well, with the crew being given additional time if required, excited for the After the Fall sequel RWBY: Before the Dawn (or Before the Dom as Barbara put it), and I’ll be picking up the Companion book and physical copy of the manga once they arrive. Don’t care much for Crystal Quest, but can someone explain Knights Chronicle to me in more detail? The crossover peaked my interest. I’m sad that the status of Chibi and the recently released Chinese mobile game weren’t brought up at all, and am slightly wary of new writers being brought on to the show, but their work shows they deserve the benefit of the doubt (am I using that phrase right here?). I already know Eddy can write based on Nomad of Nowhere (when is season 2 Rooster Teeth?!), and Kiersi’s works are usually more fantasy based like RWBY, plus she’s featured LGBT+ characters in her works before, so she clearly doesn’t shy away from showing diversity. So I’m putting my faith in them and wishing them luck! Also some guy handed out free lemons at the panel. Don’t know why but I got one, and then had to leave it behind. Damn you airport security!

RvB, After the Fall, and Gen:Lock panels: Not much to say other than they were fun. The Sarge quotes by Matt and Season 17 bloopers were hilarious, got to play a couple of Smash matches with people while in line, got to ask when we’re getting a life sized plushie of the turtle, excited to see Gen:Lock come to Toonami/Adult Swim and get additional scenes on DVD, and I’m interested to see how the Gen:Lock manga adaptation will turn out. Hopefully it won’t be excluded from Japanese fans this time.

Comics panel: Long story short, my concerns about the comics have largely been eased. I’m pleased they searched out people who treated the characters and their worlds right, after disappointingly getting people trying to do things like whitewashing Kazu. I’m excited for the Gen:Lock comic to basically be Season 1.5, and am especially ecstatic about the RWBY comic exploring the period between V3 and V4. One of my hopes was for a team RNJR comic, so this is basically a win in my perspective. I’m slightly bummed that it’s digital first, but that won’t stop me from buying it! And others should but it too so they can keep making them! Just buy them digitally or pre order the trade paperbacks so they don’t risk being cancelled! I also got to ask what Colonel Marin looked like in the Ether, so that was fun.

While I had a great time for the most part, their was still some notable issues. I feel they should pick the Guardians a little better next year. They were usually uninformed, not helpful, or just outright rude. I had two specific instances of them being in the wrong. One Guardian tried to get me to leave the building saying it was too early to be inside, despite security having clearly let me and a lot of others inside, with another Guardian having to come stop her. A different Guardian also got mad with my mother (who’s also a big Rooster Teeth fan and wanted to come) for standing still near the restroom. All she was doing was waiting for me and that was seemingly enough to get in trouble. The guy wasn’t even aware of my age when she tried to explain and he wouldn’t listen. I could’ve been 5 and bad with crowds and he would’ve been none the wiser because he didn’t have any common decency. ( I’m sorry but that truly pissed me off.) They also tried to funnel traffic from a just ended panel by not allowing us through the main door, and forcing us through the exhibition hall, aka the most crowded room in the building. Anybody with a brain can tell you that’s not how you properly funnel traffic. One of the Guardians also threatened to remove an entire line of people going to a panel because he was convinced the way we were standing was a fire hazard...by making us gather in a crowded bunched up line that happened to block the fire extinguisher. So his instructions could have caused a REAL fire hazard. The worst part is that since they’re Guardians, you can’t argue with them no matter how wrong they are or you’ll just be thrown out over something that’s their fault. I’m sorry Rooster Teeth, but you to need to pick better assistance for next time, because they were easily the worst part of the convention. Also give them some megaphones, because absolutely nobody could hear them half the time. My last criticism is that the schedule could have been more organized. With 3 important panel in one day back to back, not to mention the Gen:Lock and comics panel nearly overlapping, it can be a bit of a hassle. I couldn’t even make it to the Camp Camp panel because of bad directions from the Guardians and having to try to rush.

And that’s all. Hopefully I can go next year. Looking forward to what’s coming up!

[wicoppi]

Are you expecting a backlash if Keith does become Black Paladin or just a quiet, but disappointed acceptance?

Listen, I don’t know how you gained access to my private conversations because literally I received this ask while I was talking about fandom perceptions of Keith with a friend, but since you have access to my phone now, please just know I do not photograph the underside of every chair I come in contact with.. just a lot of them.. for educational purposes. 

I’m anticipating the fandom to split into 3 major houses if/when Keith becomes Black Paladin again- 

Pro Black Paladin Keith - Yaaassss finally it’s what he deserves!!! - This house will mostly consist of Keith stans, those who have been sippin’ that Keith loving juice from Day 1. The ones who have consistently enjoyed Keith’s character and arc and are genuinely happy to see him develop. And hopefully some new people will be welcomed into this fold- new because they’re just joining the fandom or because they previously didn’t like Black Paladin Keith but have grown to love him as his story unfolds.  

Anti Black Paladin Keith - This still makes no sense and is such a waste of story why are the creators of this show so stupid?? - This is where the people who don’t like and never will like Black Paladin Keith will camp. The ones who prefer Keith in Red, find the BoM arc unnecessary, and/or probably think another character is more suited to Keith’s leadership arc. The ones who have their own narrative for the show that they’ve convinced themselves could still be canon. While I really don’t agree with these people, I respect them for sticking by their opinions (Own your shit, but I just wish they’d be more open to new ideas). Some of these people may be quietly disappointed, but I’m anticipating most of them to grab their megaphones again and take to the streets. 

Performative Black Paladin Keith - OHMYGASH I literally love everything about Keith, look at how hot he is!!! - This is where the in-it-for-the-aesthetic fans will hang out, the ones who claim they’re fully invested in Keith but all they ever seem to talk about is how hot he is. Full tea, this house is going to be filled with a bunch of Shiro and Lotor stans. These are going to be people who either didn’t like or were indifferent to pre-tiddy Keith. But now that he’s a snacc they’re going to be all aboard for anything that means Keith gets more screen time. Not saying there’s anything wrong with appreciating Keith’s ..physical.. development, but there’s something to be said about the fact someone only wants to be invested in a character if they’re hot enough. 

Obviously there will be outliers that don’t fit in any of these houses and this isn’t a thorough description of any of these groups, but you get the idea. 

Bottom line, I’m expecting the usual level of bitching and hate to continue in regards to Black Paladin Keith. I don’t think enough people are going to suddenly change their minds for there to be a noticeable change in the fandom. But I’m also anticipating Keith stans to become more vocal and for more art to crop up which portrays Keith as masculine. (Less fem!Keith, more dom!Keith) 

In my ideal world, everyone would keep an open mind enough to enjoy the show for what it is without forcing their personal preferences in everyone’s faces. I wold love nothing more for people to pause their preconceptions and enjoy the wonder that is Voltron: Legendary Defender, but I’m realistic enough to know a lot of people in fandom joined for the ships and really only care about the aesthetic and the surface level canon content. 

[megaphone-idol]

-> The yellow idol was startled awake by all of the commotion beside him. He sat up, rubbing his eyes slightly. "Meggy....? Megs, what's wrong...?" - @microphone-idol

Dom is curled up in the corner of the bed with his claws unsheathed. The medical patch that was covering his eye is now torn and thrown out to the side of the bed.

The nasty wound on his eye now in full display. His breathing was heavy and it sounded like he was having a hard time breathing. Most likely a panic attack.

The imp was whimpering and whispering mumbled words over and over again. He didn’t answer his brother.

[megaphone-idol]

Dom sat there silently on the couch, not knowing what to do. He was scared. What if he takes it off and it’s still black? What if he was actually blind?

His hands shook as he wrapped the blanket tighter around himself. He was going to worry himself sick at this point….

[megaphone-idol]

Dom? Where's your brother? - @simply-windy

Dom groans awake. His joints felt stiff and he was VERY thirsty. His tail lashes about as he pats around the bed.

His breaths start to speed up when he realizes he’s alone. He gets up, clutching the bedsheets.

“Mic?- Mic where- where are you?”

[megaphone-idol]

The idol twitched in his sleep…his eyes are now squinted shut and his breaths uneven….

Warning: abuse and violence

He’s back in his room..seeing that message. The message was a picture of him working on his music, taken right outside his window…like he was just doing…

He looked outside the window before quickly grabbing his phone and gear and scrambling to the corner of the room. The message was still displayed on his phone screen��he watched it and looked up…

It was too silent…it was overwhelming…

Sudden the glass of his window shattered and the figure of his mother landed in his room. Dom didn’t have time to do anything when she grabbed him by the throat with her claws.

“Well hi there Meggy~ I had to fight my way out of Banland to find you~”

Megaphone clawed at her arms, trying to get her to lets go…he couldn’t breathe.

“Oh..how heartbreaking…not happy to see your mother? I’m definitely happy to see you…I’m going to tear you limb from limb this time! Not just your wing and eye this time!”

Dom lifted his leg and kicked her in the stomach, causing her to fall back and hit the wall. He didn’t know he was that strong…he didn’t have time to process that and booked it.

He grabbed a knife off the kitchen counter and held it up towards his bedroom where his mother was. It was silent again…

Till he felt the hood of his hoodie being pulled. He was yanked out to the garden he made during his free time. He fell to the dirt, losing the knife. He scrambled up and tried to reach for it until his mother came into view.

All he could remember was fighting her off. Claws Vs Claws. The feeling of her tail stabbing near his eye…her claws trying to dig it out. How she tried to aim for his lungs to make this easier. He swears that the SFOTH heard his cries and somehow made the knife just in his reach to blindly grab and jab right into her gut…

He doesn’t remember much after that…

Dom wakes up with a jolt. He starts to freak out, unable to see. He scrambled to get the medical patch off and rips it off his eye. He tried to open his eye but it was hard and it made him panic more.

He curled up into the corner of the bed unsheathed his claws. Preparing himself if he needs to fight off anyone again…

He didn’t feel safe.

[megaphone-idol]

★

(ɢɪɢɢʟᴇs)

ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʀᴏsᴇs , ʜᴇʀᴇ !

. . . ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ , sᴛᴀʏ ʜʏᴅʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ <𝟹

*ᴛʜᴇʏ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴀ ʙᴀɴǫᴜᴇᴛ ᴏғ ʀᴏsᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʙᴏᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏғ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ*

★

"oh- thank you....."

he holds the roses, close. His tail starts to wag after a long time.

[megaphone-idol]

Megaphone was sitting in the couch with a blanket wrapped around him, a cup of hot coco in his hands and a bowl of candy in his lap.

His ears twitched as he heard his brother handing out candy to people. He was always the introvert….

Sadly his sight is gone to see all the costumes and decorations. He was usually the one who decorated and he was proud of that. Sadly he was unable to do such a thing this year….

[megaphone-idol]

Dom was sitting in his room writing up some song lyrics when his phone pinged. He picked it up and saw a text message from a random number. He thought nothing of it and put the phone back down and continued writing. Everything was fine until his phone just started pinging a lot.

He sighed in frustration and picked up the phone to read the messages. As he read he froze….

[megaphone-idol]

Yeaaah... I can understand why. Maybe you could wear some sunglasses or something! Or you and Valk could like- Get some silly matching outfits! If Valk dresses differently too, no one will question it! It's like with the Phestivals and stuff! :D - @simply-windy

“It’s not- it’s not just that but thank you…we will think about it”

[megaphone-idol]

Oh- Right- Have you talked to Valk about opening them back up yet? - @simply-windy

"No. Haven't really. I'm- I'm still paranoid right now..."

[megaphone-idol]

I heard that eye of yours is feeling better, Dom! :D I had a like- Suggestion for you!!! Maybe to kind of you keep you outta the public eye for a while... Maybe you, Valk and your grandpa could go on some kind of vacation? Like somewhere private! Relaxation after being so stressed and tired, yeah? - @simply-windy

“Maybe…we can’t keep Phights postponed forever…it’s already been 2 months and some demons get their money from them…”

He closes his eye and leans back, feeling a headache sprout.