#that post made me so angry? like what the heck man I

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

I really want Christmas season to feel like Christmas season again this year. it hasn't for a couple years, I've kinda breezed right through it, but I want to try and focus on it this year.

[filiazpink]

🩷"OH PRIMUS,,,"🩷

orion pax x femme + superior! reader x d-16 warnings: suggestive language (like- once but still), darkwing being darkwing, i’m a sucker for cheesy stuff, really minor transformers one spoilers (?)

summary: orion finds himself completely enamored with one of his superiors and d-16 doesn’t really mind it, until one day, you show up at the mines.

a/n: my very first tumblr fic!! i might post this on my AO3 account as well! hope this reached your expectations considering more than 200 people voted for this prompt on my poll  =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇) ill get to some of the other prompts shortly after, i just wanted to know which one would be best to start with (and to properly introduce my writing to tumblr teehee) !! comments and reblogs are highly appreciated !! ENJOY!! 💞💞💞

word count: 1139

proofread: minimal (lemme know if there's any errors!!)

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orion simply couldn't stop thinking about you.

your shiny and colorful armor, your beautiful optics, your height and strength. that voice. the power and authority you had over him. that power rivaled sentinel prime’s in his eyes. everything.

she was simply breathtaking. 

…

“earth to orionnnn, come on, rust bucket!!” pink servos waving at him frantically snapped the red and blue mech out of his trance. focusing his glance, orion watched as elita-1 gave him one of the scariest faces he’s seen yet, followed by d-16 behind her with his arms crossed, looking at his friend with a disappointed expression.

“what’s wrong with you?! you broke protocol, AGAIN!” elita pulled the miner to his feet, groaning in annoyance. orion’s dumb dopey smile quickly turned into a shocked frown and he was about to ask what he did now, but thankfully, his friend answered for him.

“orion, buddy, i know,,, i know you just wanted to save jazz from that explosion but you almost got killed doing that, man.” d-16 looked to the side, avoiding his friend’s gaze.

“you can’t keep doing this, pax. ONE more stunt like this and I’LL be the one to get-”

“what happened here??” elita snapped her head towards the newcomer’s voice, expecting maybe another miner, but her angry scowl quickly faded away once she saw who it was.

it was elita’s superior. 

it was you. 

oh primus, beautiful, amazing, spectacular you. orion felt a rush of warmth cover his face as you walked in along with,,,

oh- with darkwing. of course he was there with you.

STILL- you just showed up with no prompting, and two days in advance no less?? clearly, this was important.

orion fixed his posture and tried to dust off any grime he had on him. d-16 chuckled quietly at his best friend’s excitement, before turning his attention to you.

“(y-y/n)! i thought you were coming to check on our sector in t-two days! i’m so sorry you have to see my team like this i swear it was an accident-” the poor pink bot stammered, much to darkwing’s amusement and to your confusion.

“what accident? the cave collapsing? that’s normal, elita-1. don’t worry about it. you’re telling me it was a complete accident so i will take your word for it.” hearing those words coming from you made elita feel like she was just told that sentinel finally found the matrix of leadership.

“oh, thank you, thank you,,,” orion and d-16 watched as elita continuously thanked her superior, chuckling. 

“well, that means we don’t get our butts kicked too, thank primus miss (y/n) was here.” the red and blue miner said, walking away from the scene with his pal.

“yea and now we can just finish this shift and relax-”

“d-16?” the two stopped in their tracks, slowly turning around in an almost comical way to face the much taller femme bot. 

orion’s servos trembled. he felt embarrassed, he was over here making a fool of himself with how obvious his crush on you was. literally everyone who steps foot in the mines knew about it, aside from, clearly, you. heck, even darkwing seemed to know, considering that despite his optics not being visible, he clearly was glaring at the cog-less bot.

or maybe it was just his usual routine of hating them.

d-16, however, gulped and let out the tiniest of “yes?”. ohhh boy, what now?? did she assume that the cave collapsing was his doing?? did darkwing tell her that-

“you’re at the top of your ranks here, correct?” his train of thought was interrupted by your soft voice, watching as you knelt down to his height, placing a hand on his shoulder, which shocked him a bit. orion stared at the polished hand on his best friend’s rusted shoulder with envy, his optics narrowing just a smidge.

“i already spoke to elita about this, but i also want you to hear it. i’ve heard some great things about you, and how you excel amongst your ranks. so i just wanted you to hear this.” d-16 felt frozen.

‘what is this,,, feeling? my face is burning,,’ oh indeed it was. his face flushed in a deep blue as he anxiously waited for your next words. just your soothing voice got him like this and he simply couldn’t understand why.

“,,, i need you.”

,,,

WHAT???

the first to react was darkwing, who let out a very outraged grunt of confusion, as if you just cheated on him with a MINER of all people in his face, followed by elita, the other miners and orion gasping, everyone turning their heads towards the two.

“,,,w-what?” the gray miner’s voice box barely even processed his astonished question. he felt as if his circuits were frying up by how hot he felt. 

orion’s expression showed bewilderment and a hint of betrayal. this,,, wasn’t fair?? well- he knew it wasn’t d-16 who said that to you, but he still couldn’t help but feel jealous.

he wished it could have been him.

but then finally, you realized what you just said and removed your hand from the shorter bot’s shoulder, standing up straight and bumping into darkwing’s chest armor. “oh- p-please excuse me. i- uh, i chose my words wrong.” 

the onlookers decided to stop eavesdropping, realizing it was a simple mistake on your part. that made orion sigh in relief, which didn’t go unnoticed by d-16. but his attention was quickly brought back to you.

“my apologies, i- i would never say such things- not during work hours, i’m sorry- what i meant to say, i need you- as in i need you to help keep up the good work to motivate the other miners to do the same. it helps your ranks as it helps mine if we all put our parts to make a difference. s-so, yea.” you looked around, avoiding eye contact, a small blush remaining on your face. both miners nearly swooned at such a cute expression on your face.

“i just needed to do an early check up according to sentinel, that’s all. thought i’d try and give some pep talk and you can see i have to work on that,,” you giggled before clearing your throat and staring down at the mesmerized bots.

,,,

“goodbye.” and with that being said, you quickly marched back to the main exit with a very, VERY jealous darkwing in tow. 

orion turned his gaze to his best friend, who watched you depart with a dreamy look on his face. the red and blue bot sighed and gently shook his shoulder.

“d?,,,” oh he knew. 

he recognized that stare. the same stare he gave when he saw anything megatronus prime related, that same glimmer in his optics. it was that same spark that orion had when he first saw you.

oh primus.

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[rekino2114]

can you do fem denji x male reader

Fem. Denji getting jealous

A/n:normally for a genderbent post I'd change the name to a feminine version of it but I can't think of anything for denji so it stays like that, also credit to x.zora.k on Instagram for the art.

"Look at that bitch, shamelessly flirting with my man"

"You can't even hear what they're saying"

You and denji were on a date (aki came along to make sure she behaved) when a girl she didn't recognized approached you and started talking to you, apparently you knew her so you two started walking away and talking with each other, which made your girlfriend very very angry.

"I don't need to, look at how she's acting, she's definitely flirting with him"

"I think she's just being friendly"

"As if, I know flirting when I see it"

"Like I said, you can't even hear it"

Denji ignored aki's words and started glaring even deeper at the girl

"What is it?"

".......my bobbs are bigger than hers right?"

"............I'm leaving"

"IT WAS A GENUINE QUESTION, I can't let her take y/n from me"

"And that's what you care about?"

"Obviously"

"*sighs* I need a cigarette"

"You can go get one if you want I'll just-.....*gasp* OK THAT'S ENOUGH"

The chainsaw hybrid was one step away from pulling the string on her chest before being stopped by aki.

"Stop. What happened?"

"DIDN'T YOU SEE THAT? SHE WAS HOLDING HIS HAND, THAT'S WAY TOO FAR"

"That's still no reason to try and kill her"

"B-but what if she's a devil trying to gain his trust to kill him"

"I find it highly unlikely, but go ahead if you want just know that I won't object to any punishment miss makima decides to give you"

"Ugh- fiiiine"

The blonde girl couldn't do anything but groan while waiting that you finished your conversation (while aki went away to not deal with whatever was about to happen)

"Hey babe, sorry if I took too long, we can continue our date now"

"You expect me to act as if nothing happened? You ditch me just to go hang out with some flat chested slut?"

".......she's my sister"

"And I'm not finished yet if you-........wait what?"

"Yeah, she came to Japan without telling me, it's been over two years that I don't see her so I just got so excited, I'm really sorry for what I did though, I should have prioritized you"

"N-no it's fine I should have been more trusting of you"

"Oh were you jealous?"

"Heck yeah I was, she was holds your hand, I should be the only girl allowed to do that.....I-I mean except family members I guess"

You giggled and approached your girlfriend then held both her hands in yours

"Is this better?"

"Yeah thanks"

"I think I know one way to make you realize you're the only girl I love"

You kissed her deeply and after a moment of surprise denji melted into the kiss not letting your mouth go for a while.

"Shit, that felt good, alright you're forgiven"

"I'm glad, how about a cuddle session to make it up to you even more"

"Yay cuddles!"

You held her hand and you started walking together, denji put her head on your shoulder to admire you with a bit of guilt in her eyes.

"Hey, sorry for earlier again, I wanted a boyfriend for so long, so when I got you, I guess I was scared of losing you"

"It's fine, jealousy is totally normal...... just don't insult my sister again"

"Yeah, dont worry......My bobbs really are bigger, though."

"*chuckle* you never change, but I guess that's one of the reasons why I love you"

Denji nuzzled into your shoulder and closed her eyes feeling the warmth of your words seep into pochita

"I love you too"

[sweetvoidstuff]

Share your pain II Cha Hyun Su x Reader

Cha Hyun Su x Reader

Summary: Amidst tears and a revelation of homesickness, Hyun Su offers comfort, leading to an unexpected, comforting connection between you two in the post-apocalyptic world.

the first part, kinda ~~~~~ the next part, kinda

Masterlist

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At the quiet corner of the shelter, Hyun Su sat with Pyeon Sang-Wook and Mister An, sharing a meal and exchanging light banter about their scars. While Mister An regaled them with tales of his past, the atmosphere turned somewhat lively until you walked past, a cloud of distress hanging over you. Tears welled in your eyes, making it evident that something heavy weighed on your shoulders. Without the usual exchange of greetings or even a nod in Hyun Su's direction, you hurriedly made your way past them to an empty corner on the first floor.

Concern etched on his face, Hyun Su watched you go, his meal forgotten. Mister An, observing the situation, turned to Hyun Su and said, "Whatever you did wrong, fix it. Apologize. It's easier that way." Hyun Su, genuinely puzzled, mumbled, "I don't even know if I did anything."

Mister An sighed, making himself clear. "Well, figure it out. Your task is to help her this time." Hyun Su hesitated, unsure if intruding on your space was the right course of action. Mister An, not one to tolerate indecision, forced him to "be a man and help his lady."

As Hyun Su got up, a heavy blush on his cheeks, and began searching for you, he tried to think about what he would say. However, all his prepared words vanished when he found you quietly sobbing in one of the mostly unused rooms. Frozen in the doorway, he watched the tears fall, his heart breaking at the sight. You were normally so independent, strong, and reliable; seeing you so small and broken hurt him more than he realized.

Unable to say anything, it was you who broke the silence first. Sniffling and attempting to cover your tears, you mustered the courage to speak, though your voice wavered. "If it's not something important, just leave me alone, please."

Hyun Su, genuine concern etched on his face, took a few careful steps toward you. "Is everything okay? Are you hurt?" he asked, reaching out to comfort you.

Your response was sharp, your emotions spilling over. "Does it look like everything is fine? It's perfect!" The frustration and sadness in your voice struck Hyun Su deeply, and he felt a pang of guilt, realizing that he needed to find a way to make things right, even if he didn't understand what had gone wrong in the first place.

"I'm sorry," were his unsure words, bowing deep and hoping he could fix whatever he did. He knew he shouldn't have relied on you so heavily. You came to his aid every time he needed you. You must hate him for it, you must resent helping him. Those were his thoughts, but as you watched him puzzled and annoyed, he looked at you puzzled as well. Trying to find the right words, he expressed, "I don't know what I did, but I am sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry!"

Instead of accepting his apology, you looked downright angry now. With a growl that made him look between a mix of fear and confusion at you, you said, fighting the tears out of your voice but failing miserably, "It's not you, you dummy! You didn't do anything! I'm… fuck… I just… I miss home."

Angryly, wiping your tears away but failing, Hyun Su relieved he wasn't to reason for your distress asked quietly. „Home?“ Your anger turning into raw saddnes. Your voice a mere whisper „Yes, home“ looking at your knees that you had pressed before you, you took some deep breaths. While Hyun Su took the liberty to come even closer to you. It didnt feel right to stand over you while you cried so he sat himself next to you. Waiting for you to continue. Laying your head on your knees you looked at him debating what to say, you continued, "I am not from Seoul. Hell, I am not even from Korea. I came here to study for a while and then go back to my annoying-as-heck family, telling them about all the amazing food I had, all the friends I made," chuckling entertaining your own thoughts and studing Hyun Su's face, "describing the boy I fell in love with. Something like that. I shouldn't be here all alone, fighting, surviving a human turning into a monster end of the world scenario. I will never see them again." During the end of your speach your voice got softer. Closing your eyes, letting the sadness wash over you.

Hyun Su was at a loss for words. You were right and also so very wrong. He couldn’t entirely empathize with you. He had already lost his family. But was this worse than not knowing if they turned into a monster or if they were still alive. Not sure if this was the right thing to say or do, Hyun Su held his hand out to you. "You are wrong!"

"You think I can make it to the airport, hop into a plane, and get home?" you asked sarcastically, looking at his hand confused.

Hyun Su wiggled his hand, and a blush appeared on his face. He hadn't thought making you grip his hand would be so nerve-racking. It looked easier if you did it. After a moment of hesitation, looking between his hand and his eyes, you let go of your knees and took his hand. Looking straight ahead now because he couldn't look at you anymore out of fear of blushing too much, he quietly said, "That maybe not, but you aren't alone. I am also here."

A sob ran through your body, a whimper escaping you while a new wave of tears shook you. Hyun Su was shocked and started to panic. He wanted to make you feel better, not worse. He jumbled over his words, not knowing now what to say to make you stop crying. But soon your soft whispers reached his ear while you gripped his hand tightly. "Thank you."

Hyun Su sat beside you, still holding your hand, his gaze focused on the floor. The weight of your sorrow hung in the air, and he struggled to find the right words to offer you comfort. As your tears continued to fall, he hesitated, unsure of how to navigate the delicate balance between consoling you and respecting your pain.

Finally, after a moment of silent contemplation, Hyun Su spoke softly, "I may not fully understand what you're going through, but you're not alone in this."

Your grip on his hand tightened, appreciating the sincerity in his voice. The shelter, once filled with the distant sounds of survivors and occasional conversations, now held a quiet intimacy between the two of you. Hyun Su continued, "You're stronger than you think. And even though it might not replace what you've lost, I'm not going anywhere."

The warmth of his words began to thaw the icy grip of sadness that had taken hold of you. You glanced at him, eyes still misty but a glimmer of gratitude shining through. "Thank you, Hyun Su," you whispered, your voice carrying a mix of vulnerability and strength.

He offered a gentle smile, "No need to thank me" Hyun Su's thumb traced soothing circles on the back of your hand, a silent reassurance that he was there for you.

As the quiet moments unfolded, Hyun Su's presence became a source of solace. The weight on your shoulders seemed a bit lighter,as you laid your head on his, knowing that you weren't navigating this challenging journey alone.

After a while, Hyun Su spoke again, "So what Korean food is your favorie till now?"

A soft smile gracing your lips. The two of you sat there, hand in hand, finding solace telling Hyun Su about the nice Tteokbokki shop you had been to. The world outside the shelter may have been fraught with uncertainty, but in that moment, you took refuge in the connection you had forged with Hyun Su.

As time passed, the tears subsided, leaving a sense of calm in their wake. The atmosphere in the room shifted from one of sorrow to one of quiet companionship. Together, you faced the challenges of the post-apocalyptic world, drawing strength from the unexpected bond that had formed in the midst of hardship.

[hero-of-the-wolf]

What are your thoughts on each LU hero?

cracks knuckles long post incoming!!

I feel like a lot of people forget about how much of a gremlin Time really is. He's cryptic for the bit, because he thinks it's funny, but he's absolutely willing to talk about things when asked (like when he told Wind about his entire adventure). Yeah this man's got trauma, but at the point he's at now he's healed a lot. I also think that he's just incredibly awkward, and it makes him come across as aloof and ✨mysterious✨

Twilight is the softest dorkiest Link by far and I will DIE on this hill. He's the biggest big brother to ever brother, and he vibes like someone who feels most useful when he's taking care of other people. It's very important to him. My boy is also so so stubborn like who the heck thinks it's a good idea to try and walk off an axe wound to the gut 😭 also I know in my heart that he gives the best hugs ever and I think a hug from him would fix me actually

People like to make Warriors this shallow jerk??? and he's NOT. He's really really not. He's just a big brother and he loves to tease. He's also really smart too, esp with battle tactics and working with other people. Also this man def knows field medicine like look at him whenever one of the others is downed in a fight, he's always right there making sure that they're okay.

Four is so so clever and really good at teamwork (obviously lol). but like!!! I love how throughout LU you can actively see him working really well with the others and accounting for their skills and where they are in battle, like in The Shadow arc he ducks down so Time can land a hit and it's a really cool scene. I also love his inside jokes with himself lol. He keeps his secrets just because he's waiting for a big dramatic reveal and I respect him for it.

Wind makes the best facial expressions HANDS DOWN. He's such a big brother too, and even tho he's the youngest Link I'm sure he still big brothers all the others lol. Also!!! This kid literally made the gods choose him as a hero. At every turn literally nobody took him seriously and he proved himself and killed Ganondorf!!! I'm so proud of him. ALSO Wind is so smart. He's the first one to start piecing together the timeline(s)!!

Wild is honestly super hyper competent?? Boy knows how to live off the land. He's smart. He chooses to be silly bc he enjoys being silly, not bc he's stupid. Also he was literally a prodigy!!!! That doesn't go away just because he lost his memories. He basically started out with the master sword (as in he started his knighthood with the sword already in hand), he defeated a guardian with a pot lid, also he knows how to cook lol. He's fine vibing by myself, but he's also happy to hang out with the others too :) also yeah he has a lot of trauma and guilt over everything that happened :(

Legend's harshness to me is def a projection. A coping mechanism, if you will. Boy's got such a soft heart (bunny hehe) and he wants to protect it from getting hurt again. That doesn't stop him from loving and caring about the others, he's just more guarded about it. And despite everything he's been through... he still loves adventuring. He really does.

Hyrule's got SO much grit and sheer determination. And he's so powerful too, even if he doesn't think that he is. He's got spells!!! That's something none of the others really have. Boy's got the toughest enemies in the entire franchise, too. He survived the Adventure of Link. That's insane lol also he's got SUCH just a little guy energy fr and I love that for him

I think people also forget what a troublemaker Sky is. And he absolutely gets away with all of it too bc like just look at his face. Is that the face of someone who's ever done something wrong in their entire life? yes. yes it is But he's also genuinely so so sweet too and yeah he def gives really great hugs. Also he's an insanely talented swordsman??? Like there's a reason he's called the Godslayer™️ lol. Sky is SCARY when he's angry. He just doesn't get angry all that easily.

[mahs-dumpster]

Lady and The Tramp

a/n: do not let the title fool you this is just angst lmao

tw: oc x canon (Maisie Bows x Fellow Honest), uhhhh idk does ghosting counts as a tw?

words: around 1k

Tagging @4necdote bc I told you I'd post this

It had been another wonderful night, Maisie once again did another performance at a local bar, showcasing her new song, and if the applause was anything to go by, she did a good job, and the song was well received. 

Still, there was something odd. Maisie could hear steps behind her as she kept walking back home, she was getting more and more worried as time went on and as the streets became less crowded. Maybe she should’ve accepted when her manager offered to walk with her… 

She needed to do something before whoever it was got to her.

“Excuse m—”

It was then she turned around and kicked the person without any hesitation, making the body of the man who was following her fall on the ground. 

“Wait…” Maisie stared at his groaning figure struggling to get up, until she recognized the locks of ginger hair, fox ears and tail, and she became even angrier, kicking him again, but this time, right there. 

“I can see you're still as feisty as ever–” Fellow groaned, holding in between his legs, incapable of getting up because of the pain he was feeling. 

“I thought you were a creep, and now, after I looked at you I confirmed that you are, in fact, a creep.” She said, while Fellow simply looked at her displeased — and in pain. Maisie turned around without a care, wanting to end this exchange right then and there, but Fellow forced himself to get up and walk up to her, grabbing her wrist so she’d stay. 

“Listen, I just want to talk, ok?”

“Talk about what? There's nothing to talk about.” Maisie laughed sarcastically, getting closer to the man as she glared daggers at him. “You left me, not only that you disappeared. No note, no warning, no nothing. And as if that wasn't enough, I had to find out you've been getting yourself into that disgusting, shady business—”

“I thought you liked my shady side?”

“That's criminal. I should've filed a report to the police.” Maisie turned around, freeing her wrist from his grasp, wanting to go home. Fellow however, didn't give up, and stood in front of her, preventing her from leaving. “I advise you to get lost before I kick you in the balls again.”

“Please.” Fellow tried one more time, suddenly serious, his playful facade gone. “Listen to me for a minute, just one minute.”

Maisie looked to the side and loudly groaned. She appeared to be thinking for a moment, until she looked at him again, still angry, but trying to calm down. 

“What do you want, Fellow Honest?”

Fellow smiled. “I want another chance.”

Maisie laughed, very loudly in fact, she couldn't believe the audacity he had to come to her after all this time and ask for another chance. What does he think she is? Some lovesick lady just waiting for her prince charming to come back?

“Listen, I'm not a fool, Fellow.” She began, walking closer to the man, her eyebrows furrowed as her anger became harder to contain. “I may be a romantic, yes, I dream of love and family and a knight in shining armor but I am not a fool. I can recognize a scoundrel, and after what you did to me you've made it clear that you're one.” 

Fellow sighed, frowning at the woman. He was doing his best to be sincere, to open his heart to her, and yet…

Maybe if he explained himself?

“I didn't have a choice, Maisie, I had to make money to sur–”

“That's bullcrap and you know it! You and Gidel weren't doing the best but I was always by your side, I was willing to do what it takes to help you, yet you were always too prideful to ask for help!” 

“Prid– you yourself were having trouble with your family, how the heck would you of all people help?” Fellow finally had lost his cool. He was doing his best to stay calm, collected and polite, especially because he knew he screwed things up, he didn't have any right to get angry… but still, she wasn't even listening to him! “Maisie, I love you, but I was desperate. I had to think about what the best course of action was, I needed a well paying job for–”

“Have you considered that maybe I would’ve wanted to struggle with you?” Fellow’s ears twitched at that.

“Maisie. There was nothing you–”

“I just wanted you to be with me.”

It was quiet after that. Fellow was left unable to reply as his eyes widened, and Maisie's eyes began to sting, a tear falling without warning, and she hurriedly went to dry her face. She breathed in and out, then, she continued.

“I could’ve tried job hunting with you, we could’ve looked for opportunities together, I don't know, just– anything, I would’ve done anything if it meant you’d be by my side. I just wanted you.” she cleared her throat and regained her composure, her angry facade coming back. “But I can see you never even thought of that. To be honest, you probably never even loved me.”

“Wh– No, of course I did.” Fellow tried to reach out to her, to touch her in any way, to get her in his arms and comfort her like he did years ago, but this time, Maisie walked out of his reach, holding herself as to try and not fall for his supposed tricks. “Ribbons…”

“It's miss Bows to you, mister Fellow.” the cat beast woman spoke, her eyes cold as she looked at Fellow one last time. “I hope this is the last time we speak. Good night.”

And with that, she was gone, walking back to her house as she tried to contain the tears that kept falling from her eyes. Seeing Fellow again was the last thing she wanted, she thought she’d be angry, enraged at him, but she was mostly just… sad. He never loved her, not the same way she loved him.

After all, he was a tramp. A mere scoundrel, and she’d just been one of his preys.

Fellow loudly sighed and crouched down, grabbing a cigarette and lighting it up. He inhaled and exhaled and looked to the sky, his eyes looking at the stars for guidance. He was a fool, he knew that, who in their right mind would let Maisie slip through their fingers? A beautiful, kind, charming and strong woman, with a captivating voice who managed to make Fellow go crazy just by speaking his name. 

He never deserved her, but this time, it was like it was confirmed. She was a lady, after all, and she deserved a well meaning gentleman. Not a money hungry and selfish fox like him.

It was painfully clear now, that a lady like her would never be with a tramp like him.

•••

[Train station, a while after the events of Playful Land, before Fellow and Maisie met]

"Goodness, I'm beat. Those kids did a number on us, eh, Gidel?" Fellow stretched his arms as he said that, the feeling of the new clothes on his body felt great, it was as if he could finally relax after having to suck up to such an annoying boss. Gidel nodded, his clothes still oversized as ever, but at this point, Fellow was convinced he simply liked the feeling of them. "Now, I wonder where we should go..." He said that mostly to himself, grabbing a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it up, but Gidel seemed to take that as an actual question.

The kid got up from his seat and immediately began searching in Fellow's belongings, in the few bags they were able to bring from Playful Land. Fellow complained at him for looking through his stuff without asking, but once the smaller one showed up what he wanted, the ginger immediately shut up.

"Stop, leave that alone." Fellow said, immediately grabbing the small photo he so adored. "What did you want with that anyway?"

Gidel grabbed the hand he was using to hold the photo, and the cat beastman pointed towards the one in the picture, trying to convey what he wanted through his actions. Fellow stayed a moment in quiet, not because he didn't understand, but rather, because he was unsure.

"You know she doesn't want to see me, not even if I was covered in gold." He stared at the picture, a photo he took of Maisie when they first started dating. Even after they broke up he was unable to get rid of it, holding onto her smile for dear life. "As much as she likes you, I'm pretty sure it's going to be hatred by association because you walk with me, Gidel."

Gidel pleaded, his hands locked together as his eyes were closed. It wasn't just Fellow who missed her, Maisie had become an important figure in Gidel's life, and he hated the idea of not seeing her ever again, but now, they were free, they could see each other, so why not give it a try?

Fellow was quiet for a moment, before he sighed.

"Fine. But don't tell me I didn't warn ya later, you ninny."

[danthropologie]

Re the previous ask about blake holding camera = he knew

1. He has his camera in every race. I don’t know if Blake holding it meant anything.

2. He had his parents out in AD22. With SG being closer, his parents would have made it even if it was by flying private. His gf wasn’t there in AD22 either, so not making that comparison

3. Compare his pre-race interview (not even the media day one) during the parade. Complete change from the post race interview. Complete change in demeanour

Combining 2 & 3, if he knew earlier, the earliest could be right before the race. Then why would management do sth like that before the race? (Then again why does rbr do anything atp?) That man knew nothing concrete going into the weekend, just like he predicted nothing amiss before the summer break. That hell video wasn’t for nothing - no one can make me believe otherwise

Alternatively, he himself might have given rbr the ultimatum hoping to force their hand and when they didn’t get back, he finally realised he was done playing this game. He was finally disillusioned. ofc helping max was one part (i genuinely believe that played in his mind when he was asked for the FL) and sticking to mcl was another part, but at the end if the record breaking lap was what he could take away in what he believed was his last moment in the lap, he put his entire ricussy into getting it.

As much as I want to remain delulu, i think (with extreme sadness) this is it for him. Not because it’s over, but HOW it’s over. All because they decided to keep a bum like Checo. I’m ambivalent towards Yuki, but heck I am even angry on his behalf too. Genuinely gutted that rb did DR dirtier than mcl and that’s saying sth, considering all he had done for rbr and how CH and rbr paraded him around as their family member. Will never forgive them. Rbr’s downfall is gonna be something else altogether and you best believe that I will be there to witness and bask in it.

so what you're saying is that clip of helmut going over to daniel just before the race, he was actually inflicting psychological torture on him saying "you better fucking beat that guy or you're out of the sport. good luck! 😉"

no but seriously, i was with you right up until the end bit 😭😭😭 even the idea of giving them some sort of 'red bull or nothing' ultimatum that sent him spiraling i could get on board with. but i don't agree that it's over.

the crazy thing to me is that for as far as it ended up spiraling out, to ME it really just feels like a complex series of misunderstandings and miscalculations (not including the media's part in it cause i think they WERE malicious in their handling of it).

the daniel of it all is the worst part to me because obviously by the end of the weekend he HAD been convinced that it may in fact be the end. i don't believe that that was ever actually the case, but between the confidence in the way the media was reporting it, the lack of clarity from red bull, the trauma and insecurities left from 2022 mclaren and maybe even rbr over this past summer break, and the mental and emotional toll the race itself actually took on him, he was clearly worn down and left in a very vulnerable state where he drew the only real conclusions anyone in his position COULD draw.

meanwhile you have vcarb who apparently didn't know a single fucking thing, so they COULDN'T say anything because there's nothing TO say.

and then you have red bull. now clearly they DO hold some responsibility for the whole thing. they knew what the narratives were going into the weekend, and it should have been easy for them to just clarify that all drivers are going to see out the season, 2025 decision to come later. BUT that being said, i truly do not think they had any clue whatsoever just how big this thing was gonna get. i think they miscalculated in thinking a) it wasn't going to be that big and b) daniel would be able to handle it. he's done it so many times before! why wouldn't he be able to do it again! but then obviously by the time daniel's having his little menty b in the middle of the media pen, it's too late, there's not really anything they can do.

like jenna @accio-ricciardo brought up this idea the other day that it's almost like...have you ever been in a situation where someone in your life accidentally made you cry because they didn't realize you were at the end of your rope emotionally and some tiny little thing they didn't think was even a big deal sets you off and sends you sobbing? it kind of feels like perhaps that was red bull/christian/whoever with daniel. they figured he's a trooper, he'll let it wash off his back like he always does, he can handle it, not realize that he very much COULD NOT handle it because all these different factors were boiling up into the perfect shitstorm to make him absolutely lose his mind.

and if this is the case—it really was just a bunch of misunderstandings and miscalculations compounding and multiplying on each other—i've said it once, i'll say it a million times, i DO think there's a way back and way for things to continue on as they were meant to before all this shit happened. it's just a matter of apologies and reassurances and making things right, and hopefully everyone can set aside their pride enough for that to happen.

[ebxx456]

Daddy’s little girl part 2

(part one here^)

Same warnings apply

This one is going to have a lot more plot to it as I really enjoy writing it. Sorry if that’s not your thing. I promise there will still be smutty filth though. If you just want the smutty bit it is at the end bit fyi.

Also your mothers name is Claire and your fathers is Joseph.

Angry. You went straight to your closet. If you weren’t desperate earlier then god knows what you are now.

You were so close to your fantasy. His dick was literally in your hand. But no he turned you away. He got you all riled up and then took that release away from you.

You weren’t a needy girl. You’d never begged for something a day in your life. Until today.

So now you knew he had to pay. Call you childish? But you were just that angry.

Yet there was nothing you could do. Or was there?

You decided to make it your mission to make him beg for you. To be on his knees in despair.

You pulled out the best dress you had. It was black, and low at the front. Not too short but it hugged your figure as though it were spandex.

(I imagine something like that^)

You were a confident girl on the outside. You wore skimpy outfits and didn’t hide your body. But every girl in the world is insecure. You can always be thinner. Look better.

However a girl can never let a man see their insecurities, oh no, you have to be confident, sexy, gorgeous.

You knew your father would go absolutely crazy at the sight of your very tight dress and see through tights. And hopefully your daddy would go crazy too. But not in the same way obviously.

You wanted him to need you. Just like you needed him.

You curled your hair in a soft blowout style and did your makeup to accentuate your features. Especially your eyes. You wanted to achieve the perfect doe eyes that would have any man crumbing. You already had sex eyes according to Maya, ones of a perfect porn star. Yet you just had to make them even more lustful.

And you achieved that. Your lips so soft and juicy as you coated them in your favourite lip liner and a shimmery Kiko lip gloss.

Then you decorated the outfit by adding a gold necklace and matching hoops on your ears.

You looked perfect.

I felt bad for the way I practically kicked the girl out of my room. But I couldn’t fight away the temptations around her. Heck I already gave in.

I managed to put a stop to it, but not before she had her hand wrapped around my cock. Fuck I was going to get hard again just by thinking about it.

Why was the girl getting to me so much?

She’s my best friends daughter, it’s so wrong.

But if it’s so wrong then why did it feel so right?

Maybe I was just going crazy since the divorce. Being cheated on does things to a person. Like I told the girl, we weren’t in love anymore, but it still hurts.

Maybe it’s just the fact that I haven’t had sex in a year. Not having sex does things to a person too. But then she hadn’t had sex with anyone.

She was a prized possession. I wanted to be the first one to claim her. To make her feel good. To make her mine and only mine.

Stop.

As you made your way back down the stairs you were greeted by your mother.

“Oh you look gorgeous y/n.”

“Thank you mommy, you look beautiful too.” You replied as you hugged the woman that natured you. You began to realise the repercussions of your mission. How your mother would be absolutely devastated to find her daughter obsessed with a man older than her father, but it was only by one year.

You shook your doubt aside and put your neediness first.

“Everyone is in the living room sweetie, Ezra’s friend from college is joining us also.” Your mother told you as she guided you to the living room.

Hayden’s head practically shot up at the site of you, alerting everyone that you had entered the room.

You made your way towards your brother as he embraced you in a hug.

“How you doing squirt.” He teased as you pushed him slightly.

“Hey Brooke.” You muttered with a small wave to the blonde girl you’d met previously. She smiled back and said hello.

“Josh, this is my little sister y/n.”

“It’s nice to meet you.” You nodded at the boy. He smiled and greeted you. You were quick to realise he had an attraction to you. Something that you would most likely use to your advantage. If you weren’t so obsessed with the man standing next to your father, you would have found this boy some what attractive. But now all you had eyes for was Hayden.

“Y/n, what are you wearing?” Your father’s voice boomed turning your attention away from gazing at the man next to him.

“A dress.”

“Says who?”

“Calvin klein” you replied with a small smirk towards the tall figure.

“It looks like underwear, go upstairs and put something over it.”

“Duh I was just going to.” you sighed as you left the room and came back with practically a see through shirt over your shoulders. (Sorry for the clueless dialogue but I just had to.)

You were quick to realise Hayden’s outfit. He had a suit on. He looked fucking memorising.

Calm down y/n.

As y/n walked through the door, I practically had to pick up my jaw from the floor. She looked stunning. There was no way I could resist myself if she tried anything.

But I did have to try, if not for my own sanity then for the man standing next to me. I couldn’t allow myself to get sucked into her memorising ways.

I watched as she greeted everyone in the room except from me and her father. The way she was so polite and mature. Maybe age is just a number.

“You’re not seriously going to let her out like that, are you?”

The second the words left my mouth, I knew I overstepped. Why was I getting so possessive, my newfound obsession only started earlier today.

I didn’t even want anyone to look at her.

Calm down Hayden.

“Ok. Let’s go before your father makes you change completely.” Your mother muttered as you made your way to the driveway.

Ezra would take Brooke and Josh in his car leaving your mother,father and Hayden in the other.

You had a choice. Which car?

You knew no one else would find your decision weird apart from Hayden. If you drove with them he might think your were desperate. But if you didn’t drive with them he might think you were trying to prove something.

And the fact is, you were desperate. So you chose driving with him.

As your mother and father climbed into the front seats, you watched as Hayden opened the door for you. God what a gentleman.

“After you.”

“Thank you,” you said as you came up close before whispering your final word into his ear. “Daddy.”

The drive was already feeling long and it had only been a matter of minutes. The only gap between you and your conquest was the middle seat of the car which had been occupied by his hand.

His hand. His hand that could fit two of yours inside it. Large, coarse. You bet they would feel so good inside of you.

You readjusted slightly as you regretted your decision to go commando. You were definitely going to have soaked thighs by the end of the night.

Oh but that hand. Your mind ran wild as your pictured it yanking your hair whilst your mouth sucked him off.

You couldn’t control yourself as you too put your hand onto the middle seat, slightly brushing against his.

He was quick to pull his away as he took off his coat jacket. Were you making him hot and sweaty all ready? You had barely even started his torture.

He placed his jacket down on top of your hand that still lay in the middle seat. Then he slid his hand underneath it, quickly grasping yours tightly. Your fingers locking against each other.

Oh. It was a cover. Clever man.

You turned your head and looked at him with longing eyes. His met your own.

But this time your pussy didn’t drip, instead your stomach filled with butterflies. You thought this was only lust? But was it just the beginning of something more?

His fingers traced circles on your palm as you finally pulled your eyes away from his.

You closed your eyes for just a second, relaxing in your seat, finding comfort in his touch.

I knew it was wrong the second I took my jacket off. Touching even her hand in the same car as her father? Who was I turning into.

It was just lust. It was pure sexual attraction.

So then why did I feel my heart beating so heavily at the touch of her hand.

She fell asleep. And god she looked so beautiful as she slept. She was an angel.

As we finally reached the restaurant I quickly peeled my hand away.

“Oh bless my baby, she’s fallen asleep.” Claire said as she looked at the fallen angel next to me.

“For fucks sake.” Joe sighed as he shook his head and began getting out the car.

He tossed me the keys as I caught them quickly.

“Wake her up and meet us inside Hayden, she hates being woken up, have fun.” He tutted as Claire frowned and followed her husband out of the car.

I waited until they were in the doors of the restaurant before I began to wake her up. I wasn’t trying to hide anything but she looked so peaceful that I just didn’t want to do it.

I ran my hand up her leg softly and looked towards her. “Wake up baby.” I then said shaking her leg slightly.

Her eyes opened within a second meeting my own as she moved around waking up.

She then looked around realising we were here. And completely alone in the car. That when the smile came across her lips. Fucking hell she was bad.

“We’re here?” She asked her voice slightly sleepy.

“Yeah, they’ve gone to get the table sweetheart.”

As soon as you realised you were alone, you knew it was your chance. Falling asleep was not your intention but his comfort led you into a trance.

But now the sweetness in you would be gone. It was time to pounce. You were practically feral.

You pulled at your door as it was locked from the inside. Stupid fucking child lock that your father made sure to be put only on your side years ago.

But oh how you wanted to thank him for that stupid lock now.

You pulled myself up onto him. Straddling his crotch with your legs either side. You had him right were you wanted him.

“Y/n” he warned as he let out a sharp breathe.

You grinded your hips forward as you reached over him, unlocking his door.

“My doors locked.”

Your tits were now inches away from his lips as you slid onto him even more.

“Baby.” He warned you once again, yet you didn’t move, instead you gazed down at him, locking eye contact as you bit your lip in anticipation.

And that’s when he bit you.

You thought you would be absolutely shocked at the feel, heck at the sight of it. Which you were. But then why was your cunt throbbing?

You looked down to see he bit the back side of your neck as a small moan left your lips.

“Are you going to be a good girl for daddy?” He asked as he bite the skin once again causing another noice to escape you.

“Y/n, I told you before I need words.”

You shook your head as you grinded yourself onto him trying to find pleasure for your burning heat.

He shook his head as he gripped his hands onto your waist, his nails drilling in your skin holding you down. You tried to move once again but his grip was so firm that you couldn’t.

You kept trying, refusing to give up, yet it got you nowhere.

He quickly turned you over, your front now on his lap.

He slid his hand up your left leg going all the way up into your dress. He pulled your dress up onto your back and slid your tights down your thighs. Your ass now completely exposed.

“No panties?” He chucked as you lay needy in his lap. “Such a pretty whore. I’m going to give you another chance y/n. Are you going ti be a good girl?”

You wanted to say yes, to submit yourself to him. But fuck you wanted to see what he would do if you said no.

“N-no.” You stuttered, the words coming out shaky.

He kissed his teeth as he ran his palm across your ass, his other hand slid beneath you and gripped onto your hip, holding you in place.

He slapped your ass harshly. You wanted to cry. But instead you moaned. You felt yourself dripping onto his leg.

“You’re going to count y/n.” He told you as he rubbed his palm softly over the same spot just like he did before

You nodded submissively, loosing all your power you previously had only seconds ago.

“Words.” He told you as he slid his hand towards your needy cunt.

“You’re so wet.” He sighed as he ran his fingers through your folds feeling your leaking juices.

“Ye-yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes daddy.”

“Is this turning you on baby. Is me spanking you making you drip.”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes daddy.” You practically moaned out as his fingers left your heat and moved back onto your ass.

“Beg.”

“Wh-what?”

“Beg for me to spank you like the little slut that you are.”

“Please daddy, please spank me.” You moaned out as you pleaded for it.

“Hmm,” he laughed. “I’m going to need more than that y/n”

“Please daddy please, I’m your little slut please just spank me please.” God he was making you sound insane.

“Your wish is my command princess.”

“Count.” He commanded as he sent a slap to the same spot.

“One.” You moaned out, unable to control how loud you were being.

“Two. three. Four. Five. Six. Se-ven. Eight. Nine.”

It continued until you had counted up to nine, your voice barely coming out as the moans took over. Tears brimmed your eyes over the stimulation.

“Think you can take one more sweet girl?” He hissed as his fingers traced over the now red hand prints that lay across one side of your ass.

“Ye-yes daddy. One more please.”

“Oh look at you, you’re a mess.” He chucked as he lifted up your chin looking into your teary eyes and smudged makeup.

“Okay just one more.” He said as he sent a final slap onto your ass. This time it was so much harder. “Ten.”Once his hand landed back onto your ass he squeezed it whilst you whimpered, like the mess that you were.

He placed a kiss against the even redder marks before pulling your tights back over you.

He lifted you up and opened the door as you practically fell across the seat trying to pull your dress back down whilst he stepped out.

What has this man done to you?”

“Let’s go Princess.” He said sweetly, his demeanour had changed almost instantly as he put out his hand.

You took his hand, unsure if you could even walk as he lifted you out of the car. His hand not leaving yours as he slammed the car door shut.

He then moved his hand onto your ass, stroking it gently through your dress as placed a kiss upon your cheek causing you to smile.

“God I’m hungry.” He smirked.

[maidragoste]

By the way, if you want, anon, you can choose an emoji so I can identify and know which anon I'm talking to hahaha—👾 with thisss!

Also

She could have had any man, even the king but she chose you. And you pay her like that?You say you love your wife but you hurt her and now you have made her the entertainment of the court. There is no person who does not talk about her, the princess and you"

My heck—the reader chose love over duty—imagine..she's the first born and by law she can't inherit Driftmark because you know..misoginy then the queen dies and her father invites(forces her)her to be the future bride of the king( I want to believe she's 18 years old, not 14 or 12..it's an ick for me..) but Viserys notices the way she and Harwin are looking at each other so he gives them his blessing and choose Alicent.

Reader wants to be overjoyed because she's free but now she finds out with horror that the future queen is a 14 year old and worst, her cousin's best friend and she feels guilty and disgusted.

So by telling to her parents she will stay at KL to find a suitor, she befriends the queen and try to repair the relationship between Nyra and Alicent with no avail.

By the years KL's become a second home to reader, writing to her parents and sister;she's living in a fairytale until Jacaerys is born and his brothers.

A DECADE, SHE HAS LIVED IN MISERY AND HUMILATION FOR A DECADE and seems her strength are her twin boys that looked more Velaryon than Nyra and Laenor's children.

The relationship with Nyra?has grown cold and she dotes on the queen's children and NO ONE suspect that her twins are Larry's because they took after their mother's appearance but their eyes.

Then Driftmark happens and we know what will happen but the're is a new player: the reader that has taken under the wing Rhaena,like you said in the previous post, and she's securing a betrothal of his twins with Laena's daughters because she will be damned if she allows Daemon to trap her nieces and she needs to get back at Nyra for sleeping with her husband, and disrespect the memory of his younger siblings.

The Velaryons? Are by her side and they are awfully protective of her because if D&R have killed two of their children?what they would to their first born?

Let's not forget also two important allies: Larrys and Alicent—also Aegon, Helaena, Aemond and Daeron, Baela( who is a mini Daemon and loyal to reader, the Velaryons)and Rhaena because the reader is the step father who stepped up and with her Aegon may have learnt to take his duties seriously and be a good husband to Helaena;Aemond learns that he shouldn't carry his burdens alone, Helaena has someone who can understand her.

Okay okay; I'll stop you are the writer but it's good to share some ideas

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Hi Anon, I'm sorry it took so long to reply. I hope you're well 🥰

First, I think that in some post I said it too high up but for my Reader she is the younger sister of the Velaryon. Laena is the eldest, just like in the book, and Laenor is the middle brother. So Reader never had a chance to inherit Driftmark.

For your peace of mind Reader is not 12/14 when Corlys wants to make her queen and marry Viserys... But still she is a minor she is 16/17 😭🤡

I don't know if Viserys would realize that something is going on between Reader and Harwin (SORRY FOR ME THE MAN IS A DENSE. I STILL ANGRY THAT HE IS THE KING) but Reader definitely doesn't want to marry him so she confesses that she is in love with Harwin. Sure, as you say, Viserys gives them her blessing and chooses Alicent.

Of course Reader feels guilty and disgusted. Alicent is the same age as her and knows how uncomfortable she must be with the situation because she was there too. It saddens him to see how Alicent and Rhaenyra's friendship breaks down.

So Reader marries Harwin and sets out to be friends with Alicent to assuage her guilt but it doesn't take long for her to start enjoying her and appreciating her friendship with Alicent. Reader tries to patch things up between Alicent and Rhaenyra but she doesn't realize she's making it worse. Rhaenyra feels like she sided with Alicent, she feels like she lost them both, she feels out of place like she's left over. Now you spend all your time with Alicent and Aegon, you seem like you've forgotten about her. You are no longer going to fly together or invite her to go with you to Driftmark because your attention is always on Alicent. Always attached to her, always smiling at each other as if they knew a language Rhaenyra didn't.

Years pass and Jacaerys is born. Throughout Rhaenyra's pregnancy you had been by her side and pampered her. Rhaenyra felt like it was the two of you again. She felt horrible because she knew that the moment her baby was born you would never love her again. And she was not wrong. Your eyes of hers stopped being warm and you only looked at her coldly. Whenever you could, you avoided being in the same room as her. All the love that was between you two was once gone because of her.

Rhaenyra suffers as Reader raises Alicent's children as his own. Reader's upbringing definitely makes Aegon a better man, she teaches him why it's important that he fulfill his duties and how he always has to take care of his family. Helaena finds another mother in Reader, she never makes her feel uncomfortable by her dreams or her prophecies whenever she can, she accompanies her to look for new insects. Aemond knows that Reader is always there to help him with his burdens and Daeron knows that despite the distance Reader will never forget him... like his father.

[whattraintracks]

Okay, so we’re doing this 

Intro: 

I’m sorry with the rain and trench coats all I can think about is “The Maltese Hamster”

oop that’s Karai’s voice 

Present Timeline: 

chatting about the latest adventure with the bestie 

and looking at matrices. Donny is STEM goals 

Time Scepter: so whatchu thinking about?

Donatello’s Brain: indecipherable matrix assault

Time Scepter: oh my gosh, please send him anywhere but here quick quick quickquickquick 

hence he was sent to the future of a near timeline as opposed to an entirely alternate reality 

kidding 

hmm so he’s looking into time travel and alternate dimension related calculations

interesting that this got him sent to the future instead of the past like he and April were talking about 

I’ve seen this scene three times now and it is never not funny how Raph arrives just in time to deliver a sick burn 

Lair Ruins: 

the obvious Chekov's gun of the Tunneler is sending me 

largely because I would not have noticed it if I didn’t already know so much about this episode 

also this has video game vibes 

your character just woke up and starts spouting ominous observations about the environment 

Mike sighting! 

ooh spiky nunchaku 

oh my gosh I am so ready for extremely competent adult mutant ninja turtle fight scenes you have no idea 

ahhhhhhh angry Mike hurts so much 

Montage Across the City: 

the music does not have to go this hard but I am in love with it (p.s. still feeling this way post episode, that soundtrack was phenomenal) 

with Mike’s “We were a team! Without you it just didn’t work.” I can see the back and forth of ‘SAINW happened because it was Donny specifically that disappeared’ and ‘actually this would have happened if any of them had disappeared’ 

Rebel HQ: 

Angel name drop! she has commandos!?! get it girl 

Splinter and Casey both believed Don would come back /sobs/ 

I’m sorry is that Baxter Stockman? in the resistance?? 

I mean, of course he’s alive, cockroach man that he is, but in the resistance??? 

and Hun!?!? 

oh my gosh Hun you’re so melodramatic please 

wild to me that Donny shows up, checks the place out, and just says imma fix this and everyone goes along with it 

I have to wonder 

how long have they been waiting for him to do this exact thing that despite three decades of fear and pain and grief and betrayal and anger and everything else they don’t even question him, they just act? 

how long have they been waiting for Donatello to come back with hope and plan that they couldn’t say no? 

Shredder’s Palace: 

thinking about the cut taxidermy plot and Karai’s report is hilarious 

‘hi. yes, master, it’s me. you know that stuffed turtle you have? someone just saw him running around town. yeah he was attacking our men. killer makeover, doesn’t even look dead’ 

wait isn’t there a Leo centric episode in season four called prodigal son? 

and Shredder just called Don the prodigal son.

oh that comparison is going to ruin me 

Shredder's like nope. I've only made it this far with him gone. make him gone again. 

Some Building IDK: 

wow it is on sight between Leo and Raph 

have they been fighting about the same thing for 30 years? good golly. 

how many times has Donny had to separate these two by whacking them with his bo that was clearly well practiced 

ah I see they were saving the questions, concerns, and rising action for Leo and Raph 

newtrauma what nows? some kind of Utrom soldier? welp guess I'll find out (p.s. transcript says Utrominators so did Leo but the cc said neutromenators so I got lost) 

Shredder’s Palace Again: 

oh well done Donatello! very dramatic entrance! excellent presentation! nailed that cheesy heroic one-liner! 

April came! . . . and so did Hun+Baxter 

ouch that did not end well for them 

OH MY HECK WAIT REWIND THE BRAIN IS BRAINING 

Donny and April (normal timeline) were specifically thinking about UNCLE AUGGIE 

who DISAPPEARED 

so Donny got sent to a universe where HE disappeared 

I’ve connected the dots 

okay back to the show 

Mike seems to be taking the lead here and I like that very much 

wait I wanted the fight scenes but I didn’t want this part /sobs/ 

I’m sorry is Karai still trying to pull the old ‘I actually like you guys don’t make me do something I don’t wanna do’ like girl frickin commit already 

noooooooo—wait how did she slash through his shell? you know what, nevermind—oooooooooooooooo!!! 

gahhhhh Raph's death was so much worse. doesn't matter how prepared I was. I was not 

hooray April with the bazooka! but also girl where were you T^T 

“you are the last of your kind, Donatello” oh that’s particularly cruel 

it’s giving ‘alas, poor yorick’ 

holy crap April 

alone in the ruins of Shredder’s throne room surrounded by the bodies of all that’s left of her family and an entire ruined world to rebuild 

geez Don leave her the easy job 

[carmenberzattosgf]

I say this as a Claire x Carmy truther. The Fandom died after season 3 aired. We lost so many content creators. Many were Sid/Carmy shippers who wrote many amazing y/n fics that I enjoyed a lot. We may not have seen eye to eye on the ship, but the gifs and art were great. It was so clear how much those folks gave us, because the amount of posts appearing in my feed disappeared swiftly.

Im glad for the community that is still left and the stories and work shared, but we lost many the past few months and I think dragging on to season 5 will only make it worse :/

I have to be brutally honest here the people who left after season 3 because they were angry with how it went did not appreciate the bear for what it is. It is a show about real life and real life as moments of slowness and anger and frustration. I appreciate the work they made but at the same time if they left so easily, did they ever care that much about it in the first place?

The fact that so many people have let themselves become so dead set on a certain ship that the second there’s an inkling it won’t happen, they stop creating art is just sad. They’re called AUs for a reason. I legitimately haven’t seen this happen with any other fandoms. Heck usually it results in a slew of fix it fics being posted. I don’t know why the bear fandom is this way because I’ve never seen anything like it.

And I don’t mean this as negativity to shippers at all, but this show is so much more than a romantic relationship. It’s about a man who lost himself in his craft to the point his brother killed himself while he was states away. And now he’s in the process of picking up the pieces of his life and his family all the while trying to not be consumed by his craft again. THATS what inspires me about this show and that’s what should inspire people. Carmy and Sydney haven’t changed, they’re the same characters and people should still write about them as they wish.

I respect what you’re saying here but there’s nothing to “drag out” or make worse. There’s so many people that make just as good art for the bear. Fandoms have peaks and valleys and that’s just the way it goes. When I’m talking about wanting a season 5 it’s not just for sake of the community but because I love the show and the characters. I don’t want to see the story end in 10 more episodes.

Sorry that was so long, I just have a lot to say on the matter

[blade-liger-4ever]

Just saw this last night, and HOO-BOY, I LOVED IT!

So, I won't really get into the plot, at least for now, because I just gotta get the cast talked about first.

The casting of Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief is perfect! Pierce Brosnen nailed Chiron, and I get the feeling he would have stolen more scenes if he'd had more screentime (the moment he said "Are you kidding? This is the best part", he became one of my favorite background characters.) The kid doing Percy made me really like the character; I never read the books until recently, and even then I skipped straight to the second arc where the Romans are involved, but even with this current book where Percy is a POV character, I did and do not care for him as much as Movie Percy. Kid was great, ten outta ten acting.

Annabeth struck me as far more interesting in the movie than the books. Heck, even before I read from her viewpoint she didn't interest me at all; in the movie, she's rather arrogant and snobbish, but it works in the character's favor and makes her far more compelling. The actress did great, and props to her for endearing Annabeth to me: that was a feat.

Grover was THE BEST of the trio, I will not take criticism. He protected Percy, took everything in stride, and figured out what they were dealing with on the fly easily - all without being Mr. Perfect and still being humorous (e.g. when they leave Medusa's severed and sunglasses-laden head in the hotel sink, Grover responds, "Guys, really? I cannot pee with her staring at me." Top notch comedy, I need more films with this actor.)

Sean Bean was good as Zeus. I don't have much to say about his part, honestly; he wasn't there much, but 1 he made Zeus tolerable, and 2 he had the most presence out of all the actors, with Kevin McKidd being a close, and I mean close, runner up.

Speaking of, Kevin McKidd, AKA Fenn Rau from Star Wars Rebels (and the big draw of this film for me), was. Absolutely. AWESOME.

And he only really had ten minutes in the film!

Seriously though, he played Poseidon so well. You could tell he was thousands of years old, still in his prime, and resisting every instinct to run over, hug Percy, and never let him go when they were within a hundred feet of each other. Even when all you could get from him in the movie was his voice, the care and urgency for his son's safety carried through beautifully.

The other actors - Hades, Persephone, the mortal actors in the background - they were all equally great. They made the characters likable, despicable, or somewhere in between. Bravo, people!

And then there's the second draw of this film for me: Jake Abel as Luke, son of Hermes, and the true lightning thief.

If there was ever anything that showed how much wasted potential the writers of Supernatural had when consistently throwing Jake Abel out the window after having him appear like six times in the show, this film was it.

He made Luke funny, likable, and mischievous, garnering the love of the audience, and then broke the hearts of those who liked him when he turned around and revealed he was an angry, hurt young man who wanted to overthrow the Olympians and take over in their stead in order to "right" their wrongs of being neglectful jerks (the only one who wasn't actually completely neglectful on purpose was Poseidon. My guy was trying his hardest to stay in touch with Percy and did everything he could to help him out.)

Jake Abel, I'm sincerely sorry you never got the next four films that should have come after Sea of Monsters, and even more sorry that you got so dissed in Supernatural. Consider this post of mine a letter of apology.

Okay, plot discussion time - well, at least the gushing of how it was handled.

So, setting up the whole war between the Olympians actually doesn't strike me as horribly handled. Yes yes, there's more "concrete" reasons for it in the book, but for the public who have never heard of these books, it's not all that farfetched. I mean, public opinion of Hades is always bad (I'm sorry Hades, you really don't deserve that rep), Poseidon doesn't particularly care for drama, and his mood tends to switch on a dime, and Zeus? Please, we all know how much of a jerk-butt he is. Be honest: Is it really all that hard to believe Zeus declaring war if his master bolt isn't returned in two weeks? And as for him jumping to the conclusion of Poseidon's son stealing it - just look at the opening scene of the film. The way Poseidon got physical that fast, and moments before was practically spitting venom at Zeus for banning him from seeing his son, it's no wonder Zeus thought Poseidon would've done something to make Percy steal it from him.

Now before you come at me, let me put it this way.

Think of yourself in Zeus' mindset. You're a capricious jerk, who won't take the blame, don't care for your offspring at all, and are constantly at odds with your brothers over power/territory struggles. Using your kid is gonna be as natural as breathing to you, so why wouldn't you assume your brothers would do the same? Hmm?

Now, the family and school drama was done excellently as well, especially that moment where one of the kids at the school grabs another and slams him against a locker while Percy and Grover make tracks. Gabe was perfectly detestable, and it was immensely satisfying to see Grover wallop his butt. The race to Camp Half-Blood was done well, although the Chevelle didn't deserve that fate (I will, however, accept the obvious fact that it only got dinged up and lost the hood. A modern day car would have exploded on impact with the ground and sent shrapnel everywhere.)

The scenes with the camp were good, especially how it was quickly yet subtly established that everyone there had lived there for some years and were already pros at combat and other physical activities. Hades' entrance was great, the progression across the country was well-paced, and Luke's help throughout was done neatly and in a manner where the audience only got a glimmer of resentment from him before the bolt was found in the shield.

Speaking of, the scene in the Underworld is severely underappreciated. The effects were grand, the acting well-done, and the positioning of the Underworld in Hollywood is genius on many levels.

The fight scene in Manhatten was good, though I confess Luke's aerial combat was a bit spotty at the beginning. Otherwise it was great, and the first show of Percy's powers was magnificent. No joke, that CGI and other effects are gonna hold up for another thousand years.

Olympus was beautiful, quite honestly, and I love 1 the sheer difference in scale they showed between the humans and the Olympians, and 2 how Poseidon "sheds" water to shrink and appear more normal. More effects that are spectacular and underrated.

The last scene - the return to camp and training - not much to say, other than that it felt really organic, natural, and beautiful. All in all, a great film that's unfairly hated on.

Okay, now for some personal gushing on my part.

So, I'm sure you guessed by now that I was here for Kevin McKidd, mostly because I knew him first in Star Wars Rebels. This is my first time watching him onscreen, but it was amazing and captivating on his part. Not only did he make me believe that he was the Greek god of the seas, but he made me feel Poseidon's pain of not being with Percy and his desire to connect with him, and he certainly made me believe that Poseidon would do anything in his power to help Percy, no matter what loophole abuse he had to commit lest raising Zeus' ire.

As for the dynamic itself, I'm so so happy.

I love how Poseidon risked so much to physically be at the museum while Percy was across the street from him, just to make sure that he could both warn Percy completely and see him in case something went wrong. And although it's a sore spot for the fans, I love how Chiron shows Percy his own little home at Camp Half-Blood, and outright states that Poseidon built it for him. Just Percy, no one else; that's like a father making a specific room for his son, and the fact that they allowed Poseidon to be shown to love Percy more than anything through little things like that is enough to make me burst in happiness.

I loved how Poseidon guided Percy to the water to heal him and give him a second wind in Capture the Flag, and that he woke up Percy and refused to let him be lulled back into the Lotus Eaters' trap until he was sure Percy was back to his senses and able to get out on his own. And when Percy's in the hall of Olympus, Poseidon is practically begging Zeus, his younger brother, to let him speak with Percy, because he knows a chance like this won't arise again for a while. And the sheer relief in his face when Zeus allows it, man, I could've died at that.

The talk between father and son, it was beautiful. It makes sense that Percy has some remaining resentment toward Poseidon for leaving, for not kicking out his stepfather, and the fact that Poseidon doesn't even hold it against him is wonderful. The moment he explains why he couldn't see Percy, and the second Percy realizes the law forbidding the Olympians from seeing their children had been passed because Poseidon loved him so much he was abandoning his duties is golden. And Poseidon telling him that he was always watching Percy and helping him as best he could, and how he promised to always be there for Percy, even in his thoughts and dreams - beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.

And the icing on the cake? You remember that I mentioned a training round at camp at the end? It's between Percy and Annabeth, and they're on a hill, but guess what can be seen below the hill?

The lake.

Where Poseidon can watch his son training, and has an easier time of making contact with him.

This movie is a masterpiece, and if you're not a fan of the books and have never seen it before, please, go give Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief a watch! You won't regret it!

[lesbomination]

18+ vent. detailed abuse, sa, sh, unsanitary ment /

to preface: mutuals can reach out if they want but i'm ok right now; glad to get it off my chest in one place instead of continuing to post fragments over a span of 3 years lol.

angry again. my sympathy has at last turned into inherent hatred knowing she won't even try to learn better after all these years. why did i have to be the one to suffer when i could've gotten my 4-year degree. she made me too paranoid to go to class & be on campus; i couldn't finish my four years because of it & had to settle with an associate's that took me three years.

healing in reverse & now we're both miserable but at least i know to cope internally rather than SA people & take no accountability for overbearing inappropriate behavior. like its 6pm at the campus starbucks, why is she screaming & crying & begging me not to hurt her like i'm the abusive one.. like i've ever touched her in any way she didn't like..

i dissociated so bad whenever i was on campus for 2+ years that i would immediately forget who my classmates were & what my major was. she will never fucking know how much she hurt me. i'm tempted to tell her father on her; i'm tempted to tell the police (after years of deciding it wouldn't be good for either of us). when i dream of her, i tell her to get the fuck out of my face, to get away from me.

i threw out several bags of clothes she touched me in & stole for her own wardrobe. she knew i was butch & forced me into dresses anyways. she applied our relationship to any fictional cartoon wlw relationship she saw, regardless of the character's personalities. "our song" was fucking strawberry blonde by mitski (i knew the meaning & lyrics even then but was too scared to tell her else she would hold a grudge on me for ""ruining it""). i never told her i used he/him pronouns.

she can act like people are soooo mean to break up with her & make as many posts about as she wants & say i was a saint for showing her basic kindness, because no one is actually going to fucking tell her she's acting inappropriately. no one ever tells her. she looks for things to get mad at. she feeds her trolls. she sexts me while i'm with friends & family and touches me in the public cafeteria.

she literally cries about how she thought my (ex-)friend was "scary" (literally her words) then becomes best friends with that same person & dresses all psuedo-punk to fit in when we both know it's a damn performance. i can't help but feel they were made to be friends given how utterly petty that friend was over another friend not talking to them?? when their sibling just died????

suddenly she has OCD when she starts self-harming in front of me; she doesn't try to call the pharmacy again when she runs out of ADHD meds; she "doesn't want to claim she's autistic" when i show her the criteria to help her, then publicly proclaims she's autistic months later; she doesn't wear the knee braces i bought her with my own money (turns out she actually needed a cane but decided it would be better to just limp with every single footstep than try something that i thought might help) - i would have to hold her up while walking in public spaces.

she "has to use my computer" because she "doesn't have one" (there's a ginormous computer lab in the campus library); she says "hecking" & uses self-deprecating millennial humor & infantilizes herself when it's convenient. i would have to skip class because i was scared she would kill herself in the time between.

i shattered my phone trying to impress her & ended up a bloody, fainting mess; i swear she fucking followed me to the mall when i was getting a new phone & my mom accused me of trying to meet up with her.

ohoho man, she moved into my SINGLE dorm room when she already had a roommate (who she thought didn't like her anymore despite only positive interactions between all of us - she never left my side outside of class so i know the negativity was in her head); she never picked up her trash & i had a nest of fucking bugs in my dorm room because of it; after we broke up she tried to get into my building & room and only managed to avoid her because my parents took me home to abuse & traumatize me for the weekend (another story); she stalked around my dorm building for a few weeks before moving on to another girlfriend (who she met on a whim, like me). i would avoid showers so she wouldn't molest me but she would force herself on me anyways (never mind the fact i struggled with showering on campus anyways). i often wonder if she ever tried something while i was asleep.

she flashed me several times in a single night whenever we're alone; she constantly cries about "having sexual trauma" (from men [boys her age]) but has no problem bringing it up in detail while we, two lesbians, are getting sexual.

it took me three months to grapple with the fact it was indeed rape; i figured it during the first time when i thought "i don't want this" & had to actively avoid dissociating so she wouldn't freak out on me, but it took me longer to really confirm it; i never said yes or no because i was too afraid to say anything at all; i told my stepfather she raped me & he immediately said "i didn't know that could happen" and "well then maybe you're not a lesbian". in a single instant, she took away the body positivity & euphoria i worked 18 years to build up all myself. she compared her body to mine while harassing & abusing me - always praising me while demeaning herself.

i remember thinking, "i dont want her to touch me ever again" after the first rape. then she did it again the next day but i could only be disappointed. the one time i told her to politely back off ("not in the mood"), she burst into tears & asked if that's all i really thought of her, "do you really only see me as being sexual with you??" (can't remember the exact words). terrified, i thought "yes yes yes yes" but scrambled to say "no, of course not" while calming her down & apologizing profusely. i'm quite certain she went on to abuse me again that night.

she has no filter; she doesn't think about the fact her parents follow her & her account is public when she posts her explicit art online; she made "performance art" about SA using my clothes i never got back; i can't watch certain movies because of her; i can't listen to certain bands or genres because of her; she flinches & cries when she hears homophobic slurs in movies then performatively calls herself a dyke in her social media bio; she complains about getting ""hate comments"" online when she took them out of context in the first place.

i still get panic attacks driving by my university; i nearly failed my classes one semester because i was too paranoid to be on campus, even as a commuter; i become viscerally blind with rage at the mere mention & thought of her NAME; i was so desperate for someone to listen to me when i was being abused and yet my uni friends went out of their way to avoid me for the rest of the time & my parents told me i should suffer for letting my grades slip. i was having suicidal crises every week since January of 2022 for almost 2 years. i suppressed my intensely destructive, devastating childhood rage only for it to come back tenfold & i embraced it.

now imagine this whole relationship happened in a span of ONE MONTH & TEN DAYS. wild.

years of this.. bear with me, its a lot.. i'm not certain how much of all this my older mutuals know but i'm again at a point where i cannot keep saying all these paragraphs enough. i never will stop screaming it. i will always always be angry more over how others reacted; everyone offline left me & hurt me more instead of even trying to help me.

i still have a life ahead of me. i may be bruised in several ways but i'm pushing on out of spite & knowing damn well i am stronger than people think.

[yukidragon]

Hiya dearie! I saw one of your posts of MC having intrusive thoughts of an angry Jack and it got me thinking....

What about his size? He's bigger then I assume alot of us, some more then others, me including.

Big people can be very intimidating to me and since he'd basically tower over me, I'd honestly would be kinda scared of him whenever he'd stand close. And him being Very strong too?

So my question in more detail is, how do you think he'd handle an short MC who's scared of his build and height? Just overall intimidated by him at times?

Actually, I think we got a glimpse of that in the demo. Allow me to quote it here:

Jack lays me on the bed, and seeing how in this moment, despite his kindness and his cheery facade… I can’t help but back away in awe and intimidation. He’s tall, but from this angle...He’s TALL. Like the gentle giant he is, though...He does stoop down to my level. His expression is empathetic...Concerned, but adoring… But the sweetness of his face is accented with his presence, as he slides onto bed alongside me. Jack ...This is okay, right?

MC gets intimidated by Jack when they realize just how large he is compared to them. I imagine the fact that he could so easily carry them immediately before they saw him at this angle abruptly made them aware that he is much bigger and stronger than they are. This causes them to instinctively retreat from him.

Jack picks up on this immediately and gets down to MC’s level then asks if this (presumably situation) is okay. He’s concerned about how nervous they are and he tries his best to show his love for them to alleviate their worries.

Jack has dealt with kids in the past. He’s a big man and kids are small. So many kids would be intimidated by his size. I imagine that’s something his psychology classes would have tackled to teach him how to mitigate this issue. Getting down on their level is something that is done to help reassure nervous children, and it works for adults as well.

Anyone, no matter their age, can be intimidated by someone who is more powerful than them. These power imbalances can lead to lopsided relationships and cause a lot of issues.

At the same time it can also be alluring. The idea of someone bigger, stronger, richer, more famous, etc. being attracted to you can make you feel like you’re the one with the real power in the relationship. That is... if the person with the advantage of power is willing to be on the other person’s level and acknowledge them as someone just as important as they are. If they don’t, then it can lead the person at a disadvantage feeling powerless, which can be pretty terrifying.

Interestingly, despite the fact that Jack is the bigger and stronger of the two, MC actually has the most power in their relationship. Jack can only communicate with MC directly, touch them, and just in general be human around them. Because they want him there, he is. They saved him from a cold hell where he was unable to sleep to escape the pain he suffered.

In a way, I think this allure of power plays a part in Jack’s attraction to MC. They have so much power over him, and they were his savior. At the same time, he physically intimidates them with his size. However, his power amounts to absolutely nothing if they don’t allow him to do anything. He can’t even touch them if they don’t permit it.

Jack is obviously aware of how intimidating his appearance and strength can be. MC, by contrast, is unaware of how much power they have over him. It’s almost funny to think they could be scared of him when he’s the one person in the world who can’t and won’t hurt them.

Well... it’d be funny if it wasn’t a concern for him. I mean... who wants to scare the person they love?

I think any time MC feels alarmed by his size and strength, Jack is immediately going to get down to eye level with them. Heck, he’d probably bow at their feet if they wanted him to. Still, I imagine he would try to avoid that since that could lead their relationship to become unhealthy.

Despite Jack being yandere and kind of messed up in the things he does, he wants MC to be happy and wants what’s best for them. I think he’s trying, as best he can, to make sure that their relationship is equal and healthy. He just, as the title of the game suggests, has something wrong with him, so his perspective might be a little skewed in places.

Another important thing Jack does multiple times in the demo is ask if MC is doing okay. He checks in on them, which is a very healthy thing to do in a relationship. He’ll be there for them whether they’re okay or not, but he wants to make them happy.

With enough time, MC should get used to Jack’s size and be less intimidated by him, especially if he immediately gets down on their level once he catches wind of them getting aware of their size difference. It would help reinforce that he isn’t going to use his size and strength against them. He pays attention to their comfort, and he genuinely cares about them. He’s going to do whatever it takes to give them what they need.

If MC just can’t calm down due to his size then Jack is going to have to talk with them about it directly, though gently. After all, that suggests a deeper issue that needs to be resolved, and it’s not good for them to feel uneasy all the time, especially around him. He’s going to want to find the root of the problem and figure out ways to make them feel more comfortable around him.

Jack doesn’t want MC intimidated by him. He just wants to love them and see them smile. He’s considerate enough to make sure that they’re comfortable and no doubt he’ll go far out of his way if he has to in order to make sure that they’re always comfortable around him.

So comfortable that they won’t even think of choosing anyone else but him.

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur  

[squibsterr]

Posting this cuz I like to check in and say hi to this fandom every once in a while. It's just a short, corny, unfinished fanfic. I'm not really a writer but maybe someone will enjoy this

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It was peaceful for once, maybe because the room lacked the sound of Ghost rambling on about something or yelling at Spooker and Colon for whatever. The only sound was the squeak squeak squeaaak of the swivel chair, and it was starting to get to Toast. His eyebrow twitched and he sighed in annoyance. “Spooker, can you please stop that?” he asked politely, but in an angry tone.

Spooker immediately quit what he was doing “Oh! Sorry boss” he laughed nervously and started fiddling with his thumbs. Toast smiled “Tell you what,” he began as he shut the filing cabinet. “Why don't you and Colon go solve a case for me?” he suggested. “Really!?” Spooker yelled and Ghost jumped up from his nap. “Wha- wha’s going on?” he slurred. Spooker almost fell with how much he leaned out of his seat in excitement.

“Yes it would be very helpful” Toast nodded his head. Chris looked from his phone as what was being said piqued his interest. “What's the call about?” he asked. Toast took a second to recall. “Well some guy called about how when he sat up from his chair, he turned around and it was gone” he explained. Chris raised his eyebrow with an unamused expression.

“Oh, that one?” Ghost lifted his head back up. “Yeah have them go to that. It'll give me time to actually sleep” he stared daggers at Spooker. Spooker jumped up and squealed in delight. “Ooooh did you hear that Colon? We're going on a solo mission!” he shook his fists. Chris sat up from his chair. “Yeah man, but it's not a solo mission if two people are going” he corrected. “Oh... Haha… well then I guess it's a duo mission?” he shrugged. Chris reached up his hand for a high five and Spooker gave him one. “Heck yeah” he smiled.

Spooker was jumping up and down. “Let's go pack the equipment!” he said, and they both ran off. Ghost looked up at Toast. “That was a good idea, Johnny. I'm ninety-nine percent sure that call was a prank call” he said. Toast stared at the door their two co-workers' exited. “Well, I wasn't trying to be mean sir. I was just giving them a reason to get out of headquarters for a while” he had a look of guilt on his face. Ghost let his head fall back down on the desk. “Well now I can finally take my nap,” he said. Toast chuckled. “You do that sir” he rubbed the other's back before turning away.

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“Alright, so the place should be the last house on this street…” Chris turned the car. Spooker seemed unnerved. “Man, this area is eerily quiet. I haven't seen any other cars drive around here” he said as he looked around. Chris quickly patted his head. “It's not that out of the ordinary. I mean it is getting pretty late. And maybe this area is just peaceful” he said.

“Yeah your right” Spooker agreed. Chris pulled the car into the driveway of the client's house, the headlights shining onto it and he parked the car. “Alright let's go,” he said and they both got out.

They made their way to the porch and knocked on the door. They waited, waited, and waited. Chris was tapping his foot in boredom and Spooker tiredly leaned his head on his shoulder. “Maybe he’s not ho-” he was cut off by the door abruptly opening. It revealed a disheveled-looking man who seemed as if he hadn't slept in days. “Hey, you here about the ghost?” He asked.

Chris nodded his head. “Yup, Chris Ghostie and Fred Soup at your service sir” he reached out to shake the man's hand, but he just stared at it. Chris seemed a little weirded out. “Are you gonna…?” He trailed off. “Oh!” He exclaimed in realization as he snapped out of his haze. He took Chris’s hand and frantically started shaking it. “My names… Ben. Thank you so much for coming!” he said a bit louder than needed. Chris had to pry his hand out of Ben’s. “It's no problem” he shifted his gaze to the ground uncomfortably. Spooker smiled. “Can you show us inside?” he asked. “Oh, yes” Ben turned around to get the door.

The two P.I.E members followed the man into the house. It was very dirty and looked abandoned. The two of them felt uneasy but they couldn't back out. Ben turned around to look at them with an awkward grin on his face. “W- welcome to my home please make yourself… at home?” he said. There was a brief silence before Chris spoke up. “Right… and can you tell us where you've been having paranormal problems?” he asked.

“Oh uh- yeah” Ben stuttered. He pointed to a room next to them. “In there,” he said. “Okay we'll get right to it sir” Chris responded and Ben went to sit on the only furniture in sight, his torn-up couch. Chris turned to look at Spooker and held his hand in front of the side of his face so Ben wouldn't hear. “There’s definitely something wrong with that man” he whispered. Spooker gasped. “How could you just say that dude?” he hushed. Chris gestured to Ben. “Just look at him,” he said. Ben was muttering to himself, his eyelid twitching while also chewing on his fingernail. “He looks like a zombie he's seriously giving me the creeps dude. And this place looks like it hasn't been lived in, in years” he explained.

“Well all is see is a troubled man in need of our help” Spooker crossed his arms and pouted. Chris just sighed. “Whatever man let's just put a pin in it for now. Let's go” he reached for the doorknob of the room and upon contact it immediately fell off. “Well that's just great,” Spooker said sarcastically. Chris took a step back and kicked the door open. Spooker stared in awe. “Wow, man that was awesome!” Spooked exclaimed, Chris smirked. “Yeah I know I'm pretty cool” They both crept into the room, the floorboards creaking under their feet. The only thing they could see was a chair in the middle of the room.

Spooker whimpered in fear. “It’s so dark in here. The only thing I can see is-“ he turned around and the entrance of the room was completely gone. Chris went to feel around the wall. “What the hell Where'd it go!?” he questioned. Spooker started yelling at the top of his lungs. “Spooker!… Spooker!… Snap out of it Fred!” Chris smacked him across the face. Spooker rubbed his cheek. “Ow,” he whined.

“Listen, man, in a situation like this we have to ask ourselves what we do if we were Ghost and Toast?” he asked. Spooker paused and hummed in thought. “Kiss?” he suggested. “What!? No w- okay they totally would” he laughed. Spooker raised his eyebrow. “But I don't think kissing is going to help us out of this situation…” he said. “Oh wait! Colon our flashlights!” he pulled a flashlight out from his utility belt and switched it on

“Good thinking dude” Chris did the same and they shined their lights toward the chair. The light revealed a dark hallway leading to who knows where

[dedfandom-xwx]

Hey this is me rambling at 4am so if you don’t wanna hear my random stuff then just skip over this post, but if you do then read under the cut. Idk what this is gonna contain and it might turn into a vent or get very opinionated so please so hate on me I just wanna ramble 😭👍

Okay but like can we just talk about Noel Gruber and Mischa for a second? Or like, Eddie Dear and Frank Frankly? I just realized Eddie and drink don’t have the same last name even though they’re married. I know some people like don’t change their name and that’s like totally cool and everything like no shame but I had no clue at first that they were married. Do they even have rings…? Idc if they do or not their designs are so friggin cute. I wanna hurdle a specific VR skin of Eddie into a wall though.

ANYWAYS, Noel and Mischa, am I right? That is true best friend energy right there. So silly goofy. A angry SoundCloud rapper and a romantic gay being. I never thought better energy would come from two characters.

i started to try animating. I made a little Home animation and I’m hoping to post it soon. Took me about 2 hours. It’s my first ever animation I’m actually a little proud of so please no throwin shame 🥲

ALSO I also wanna talk about how funny some of the word in the English language are. I know we kinda steal a lot of words from other places and like a lot of Latin words and stuff like that. But tell me, how in the fresh heck did we come up with words like the ones in science on the table thingy that I can’t spell correctly the one with all the boxes and colors and stuff?? (I know what it’s called but i just can’t spell it.)

Oaiajekeowowiwiwiwhwhwhwjskaopworurhrnxnxnxncgdbsjslalwiw

the current worm in my brain: Tick, Frank Frankly, and Sam Winchester for some reason??

man do I love supernatural. I also really like Friends and Big Bang Theory and Good Omens and Unsolved Mysteries and stuff like that. THATS what you call quality content.

i wish people would ask me more questions. Random Ik. I hate talking about myself but I like to answer peoples questions. Is there something wrong with me for that??

i really should log off and get some sleep but I don’t feel like it. This is a loooooooong ramble. I should probably shut up or som.

OKAY but physical pain. Like why. I just want to ride roller coasters and not feel like I’m gonna cry every two seconds when I’m trying to sleep.

when you meet a buisness man you must stake him by the hand

I wanna lick a book. Like one of the really old ones with canvas covers. Feel like it’s taste good.

I feel like Sundrops pants would be such a bad texture. Probably grimy and yucky and like a potato sack.

YUPPEE

In my life, I was Noel Gruber who worked at Taco Bell in Uranium City, Saskatchewan. But in my dreams I played a different role. I was Monique Gibeau in post-war France!

not gonna say the next line cause it’s a bit SuGeStIvE I guess

why are suggestive songs such a bop. Like you take away the lyrics or listen to piano versions and I’m head banging like I’m at a rock concert like it’s that good. For example, Say No To This from Hamilton. Or ofc, Noel’s Lament from RTC. BANGERS BRO. As an ace person, yeah a little uncomfy BUT THEYRE SO GOOD WKSGSISNWBSOSK

I wanna eat fries

I need sleep

WE ALLLLL HAVE A WOOOOORM IN OUT BRAAAAAAAAAAIN

I’m legit crying over SIOB rn why am I like this if didn’t even watch the episode kasoajwosgsiswdns

imma try to end this ramble here. If you make it this far, you’re amazing. Hope you’re having a nice day/night/evening/afternoon! 🫀🫀

and an apple for Wally 🍎

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