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oh-my-moomin · 3 years

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NGE: You Deserve Love

This is an analysis based solely on the og NGE anime series and not the movie or rebirth series so I won’t be mentioning those.

NGE is a psychological horror/apocalypse story dressed up as a mecha. This farce is only totally dropped in the last 2, even 3 episodes. This can make the ending jarring and seem in cohesive, but ultimately my understanding is that none of the ‘plot’ really matters. Seele doesn’t matter, where the angels come from doesn’t really matter, and the final battle doesn’t matter. This is a story exploring loss, the need for connection, loneliness, and humanity. We see this through not only the interactions of the human characters but also through the angels.

THE HUMANS

The Children

A defining trait of all the characters is that they are lonely. The isolation from human connection is brought on both by the high stress apocalypse they all live in, as well as the personal demons they face. The characters all attempt to create bonds with other people, but are held back by their insecurities, fear of vulnerability, and past traumas.

Let’s start with Shinji, as the main character. Having lost his mother at a young age, and being abandoned by this father, he was never able to feel secure. Therefore he takes on a people pleaser attitude, constantly apologizing. His want for validation (particularly from adults in his life) causes him to continue to take action that he doesn't want to, including piloting the EVA. His self hate and insecurity makes it hard for him to make and trust his own choices. So he relies on others to guide him. When this fails, when he doesn't get the love and validation he craves he tries to quite entirely. But this often leads to the people he cares about being hurt. He's trapped between a rock and hard place.

Asuka was also abandoned, however rather than craving support like Shinji, she chooses to live for herself. She craves independence. She needs to know that she is no longer a child that can be hurt and vulnerable. This is largely shown through both her overt sexuality, and her piloting the EVA. She must be in control of the EVA, she must have power, she must be able to prove herself as the best, the strongest. Because inside she still feels like that hurt desperate child, and that is what she hates most about herself. Unlike Shinji, Asuka is brash and rude, and she expects others to give her the same. She barks and expects you to bark back, but can’t always handle it.

Both of these characters are constantly looking for connection, with both their peers and adults. While Asuka often pushes herself on to people, out of a need to be seen. Shinji cannot take active moves to make meaningful connections, and will shy away from people trying to connect. Asuka hates herself and needs to prove that others love her. Shinji hates himself and cannot imagine that people love him.

The Adults

One of the running themes in the show is motherhood. Typically it is the mother that is expected to love and care for the child, to raise them, show unconditional love, give unwavering support. None of the characters have had this, Shinji and Asuka search for validation that they lost in adults in different ways. Unfortunately for them, none of the adults present are suitable to be parents.

The show makes a point to show that the adult characters are all more complex than the children. They have lived longer and therefore had more time to make mistakes, to get stuck in toxic ideals, to ‘be problematic’. They are not concretely good or bad people (mostly), but rather the result of people who grew up in a post apocalyptic world, trying desperately to stop the salvage it, while also trying to make their own connections. Like the child characters, their past traumas make it harder for them to be more open, vulnerable, and weak, to form that human connection.

I am going to focus on Misato and Ritsuko, since they act as foils when it comes to human connection.

Misato being left as a lone survivor to a terrible accident has left her scared both physically and mentally. Before this she had issues with her parents, as her father seemed to abandon his family in favour of work, leaving her mother devastated. Misato doesn't want to become like her mother, abandoned by a loved one, and she also doesn't want to be her father, a slave to work. To counter this she looks for easy connections, but she never wants to get too close.

When her relationship with Kaji was beginning to feel too real, she began to find flaws. His resemblance to her father was terrifying, so she broke it off. Similarly, when in scenes with Shinji, talking about his insecurities or his want to give up, she is hidden by shadow. She cannot be seen as weak, she cannot offer comfort, she cannot be a mother figure to Shinji. Other ways her searching for easy connection is her drinking beer, or eating take out. She searches for the most basic ways to fulfill her needs, so that she can focus on her main goal of defeating the angels.

Ritsuko is also desperate to find human connection without vulnerability. By fully closing off the whole world she can have no weakness, something which she resents in Misato. She views herself as above the need for connection in that way, and would rather follow in her mothers foot footsteps as a scientist and a woman.

She loved and admired her mother, and hated her. She wants to follow in her footsteps but also would hate to fail in the same ways. She saw how her mother failed to actually mother her, and chose to completely reject that part of herself. Instead she cares for cats, and uses those as a surrogate to having a child. She continues her mothers work as a scientist, constantly striving to improve. And when it comes to the ‘woman’ that her mother was, she knew a stubborn woman who focused solely on one man. So Ritsuko also focused on him, to the point of giving up her cat to her grandmother. Both women tried to create an easy connection with him, both felt that they were his equal, and that they found the one connection that mattered. When it was proven to them that they were a second (third) woman this caused them both to break down. For Ritsuko this meant that even though she closed off the whole world, except for one man, she was still too vulnerable. And her only response was to completely shut down. Because she had no one else.

All of the characters are constantly searching for this connection, trying to show affection without getting hurt. Trying to make sense of the end of the world while also making sense of interpersonal relationships. Their own inner demons getting in the way of honest connection.

Rei

As a clone Rei is a particular case. She is aware that she is not a ‘person’, she isnt meant for human connection. Her isolation is so ingrained into her, planned before she is even ‘born’ so she feels no need to care for anyone except Ikari. She latches onto him, would do anything for him, and has no value in her life because she is aware that she is not real.

However, she still has a human source, Shinjis mother. A human person, who also needed human connection. Rei, when given the chance, does care for people. Shinji is the first person to see her as a peer, and to treat her with kindness. With this start of forming connections, she begins to feel more human, to develop a further need to connect. Even if it's hard to fully separate from the man who created her.

THE ANGELS

The angels act as a foil to the human need for connection. While all of the human characters are lonely and searching for connection with each other, the angels are also lonely and trying to learn what that even means.

There is no scene where the angels are working together, they are solitary, all having the same goal of reaching Adam, but incapable of planning together to achieve it. They instead try to create connection to humans, trying to bond and understand them, without knowing that their methods are harmful.

I believe this can be first seen with the 12th angel. When Shinji is absorbed into the EVA, it is safe to say that the angel was able to understand the merging of human and EVA. This connection allowed Shinji to control the EVA to break free of the angel's shadow. The following month where Shinji is trapped within his EVA, is our first insight into what the human instrumentality project will be like, as well as the goals of the angels.

Since angels cannot connect to each other, the 15th angel attempts to create connection by forcing itself into Asukas mind. It wants to understand her, her emotions, her thoughts, her connections, her love. For her this is a painful experience, akin to rape. She feels dirtied after it. But the attack is a beam of light, with holy music playing, what should be a calming experience. I believe it is fair to say that the angel cannot understand that it is putting her through pain, as it cannot understand any human experiences. Angels are incapable of understanding their own feelings/experiences/wants, and try to use humans as a study from which they can learn.

The following angel confronts Rei about her loneliness. Instead of breaking into her mind through light, it directly entered her body. While talking with her, it questioned what loneliness was, trying to understand its own pain and isolation through understanding hers. Its solution is to merge with Rei, as it believes this would solve both problems.

However, when she refuses, the angel then tries to find another source of connection. Rei cares about Shinji, as both a clone of his mother, and a friend as her own person. The angel can see that this connection is something that she finds precious and tries to take it for itself, as it cannot understand why Shinji wouldn’t feel the same. It cannot understand how complex human connections are, that it cannot simply take Reis form. However, it has learned what pain is, and how to communicate its own pain. As seen when Shinji attacks it. Whether this pain is physical or emotional doesn't matter, because it is the first pain that the angel could express.

The angels discovering what loneliness is acts as a way for the human pilots to begin to explore their own isolation in more depth. For better or worse.

THE FINAL MESSENGER

Our introduction to the final angel is him singing. He takes a human form, can fully communicate to other humans, and doesn’t immediately attack them. This is such a contrast to all other angels that it isn't immediately clear that he even is an angel. Kaworu's first words are (as per the netflix english subtitles)

“Arent songs great? Songs enrich the heart. They're the crowning achievement of Lilin culture”

He loves humans, human culture, human lives, and the human world. He is the first angel who is able to show this. His ability to understand humans allows him to form human connections, and he does so with Shinji.

Kaworu loved Shinji. He would seek out Shinji, take time to bond and communicate with him, and help Shinji open up. He wanted to be close with Shinji, and knew how to be gentle in ways that no other human or angel could. He was patient, because he had time. And Shinji was able to open up to him more than with any other character. Shinji was able to take the initiative to ask to stay with him, to try and form that connection.

All the human characters are struggling with their own demons, with an apocalyptic world. The whole earth is at war and Shinji is in the front lines, surrounded by adults who may want to help him but ultimately can't. Saving everyone is a higher priority to saving one kid, especially when that kid is your strongest soldier. Throughout the series Shinji is given conditional love. It is only when he pilots the EVA, defeats the angels and saves the day that people give him validation. Then comes this boy, who is gentle and kind, who listens. And it's easy, its comfort, its understanding and unconditional love, and its exactly what Shinji has needed for the whole series.

But as a messenger he could never stay, he's temporary and by the end of the episode he understands this. He still is driven to ‘Adam’, he has a mission, but instead he is confronted with Lilith. Kaworu understands that humans and angels cannot live together in harmony, only one can survive. Both Adam and Litlith were made in god's image, but only Adam could stay in the garden of Eden. Death and Life hold equal value to Kaworu, so he doesn't mind the sacrifice, he would rather die to protect humans, to protect Shinji. He can also understand that this is difficult, this is murder, this is killing a friend. So he says “thank you” and he waits.

In other episodes when in a battle, Shinji is constantly being yelled at, told what to do, under constant pressure. But here there is just the same patient understanding that Kaworu has always shown him. No rush for him to take action, just time to process and grieve. Because Kaworu knows Shinji will make the hard choice and he waits, and he smiles, and he continues to love Shinji.

The final angel came down as a messenger and said

“You are important.

I want to talk to you, to know you.

You are in pain, you are fragile and should be protected.

You are worthy of my affection.

I like you. I love you. I was born just so that I could meet you.

Our kind cannot survive together, one of us must die. And you deserve to live.

I will take this burden of death because you deserve a future.

I am glad I could meet you, thank you.

I know this is hard, and I know you need time. I will wait.

Thank you.”

That was the last message to humanity.

And because Shinji is human he says back

“We are the same. I love you too. If only one of us could have lived it should have been you. You are better than me. You should have survived.”

#nge #neon genesis evangelion #shinji ikari #nge analysis #asuka langley sohryu #misato katsuragi #rei ayanami #ritsuko akagi #gendo ikari #kaworu nagisa

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dirtygfconfessions · 3 years

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do you see why people wanted the blog to be left alone now? the entire concept of “dirty gravity falls confessions” was literally the humor of 15 year olds in 2015, it doesn’t hold up 6+ years later. it hasn’t aged well. this blog was always getting weird horny asks, and by keeping this thing running for a crowd that didn’t mature, youre kinda just encouraging it. youd have a lot better time just making your own fandom blog and leaving this dead horse in its grave.

lmao im not "encouraging" that shit i literally left this blog alone for YEARS until some asshole mod deleted every single post on here. i literally only "revived" the blog to reupload some lost history since it meant a lot to people. now that most things were found and archived once again the blog is just for the occasional shitpost now. like yea i agree this entire concept of a blog is stupid and the humor isnt great but i kept it around for a reason. i made this blog when i was 14 and i was devastated when everything got deleted even if it was long after the fact i abandoned it. because it was a huge part of my online experience as a teenager and i met so many of my friends through it. if you really dont want to see me try and reserve some fond memories for myself and others then why are u still following this blog at all? dont be such a dick lmao

#mod bip #not a confession

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littlenekosfan · 3 years

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i vagued about that several times, but i wanted to make a post alone bc i never actually dove into it i believe? im not really familiar with the emotion of anger since im rather irrational unlike bazz who... is just so familiar with it, anger, frustration or even hatred, he’s is good at keeping it silent or express it with a smile to not loose it... too good actually... bazz had unfortunately a lot of experience which left him scarred, traumatized, and he’s not the type to express his pain via melancholia but rather anger and his actions shows it pretty well.. and the thing is, its not out of pettiness, his anger is pretty rational, i can even call it determination, not a healthy one, but still rational

as a kid, he lost everything, i mean, literally... his parents, his home, basically everything that attached him to that life, the only thing.. or well, person left was jugram, who was his only friend back then (and ever was somehow), when he witness his home being burned down, he didnt cry or felt heartbroken like a child would, he was devastated yes, but to him mourning or coping wouldnt fix his loss, he took the path of revenge, the debt to his pain can only be repaid by punishing the one to blame, yhwach

so he trained, he trained day and night for 5 long years, he didnt just throw himself on yhwach to avenge his past out of hatred bc bazz is good at managing it, but he cant let go.. this is what i meant by determination, he couldnt let go what yhwach took from him after a year a two, the time he made a new life with jugram, his pain wont close until that man dies by his hands. (and obviously, its not heathly) and while i think he’s rational to feel that hatred, he shouldnt have let him consume him this much bc this is what made him even more broken

in FRIEND 3, he desperately tries to get yhwach’s attention, bc this is it, this is the endgame for him to finally live free, but what happens instead? he not only wasnt able to kill him but this time he truly looses everything and by the SAME person, yet, bazz doesnt wanna kill yhwach anymore after that... bazz' revenge was wanting to kill yhwach bc he took his everything back then, he did it again even there, but that second time seemed to scar him even deeper, not bc he has grown up (so his feelings are more developed as a teenager unlike a kid) but bc his everything had more value...

its jugram

you can tell, you can tell how one scarred more than the other, the day he lost his home, he was able to get up and say what he was going to do next, with determination and certainty, where here, in FRIEND3, we see his face in dismal but nothing after that bc it didnt get better, he got so hurt he didnt even try to convince jugram to come back, he was too broken for that... now he has nothing, not even a shoulder to lay on, just himself and an empty heart... with a small flame...

unlike his first loss, yhwach didnt take jugram’s life, he took him away from bazz, which explains why bazz didnt target yhwach, he thinks jugram left him rather than he was taken away/kidnapped, and that’s a big factor bc this is why bazz’ hatred is now aimed to jugram, he thinks he deliberately left him, for power or even to hurt him (bazz wont think of jugram’s feeling when he left him, he really believes he did it for selfish reasons)

so for 3 long lonely years, he wasnt thinking about joining back the army to be the strongest quincy like his kid self was dreaming about, he didnt join to become close to yhwach in order to kill him, he did it because of jugram... that hatred i mentionned earlier isnt toward jugram himself, its toward what he became, he doesnt like “that jugram”, he hates it so much he constantly wants to fight it but never with the intent to kill and you can tell by how he provokes him, and still listen to him by not pushing it

some would think his hatred toward him irrational or unfair, but its not, its totally rational he feels like that, he shouldnt feel like that if he wanted things to change ofc, but he cant step back and recognize his own mistake bc he doesnt think he made any.. HE was the one left behind, HE was the one who was supposed to be yhwach’s right hand bc HE was the one who lost everything... he was the protagonist of his own story and jugram kinda stole it... but i digress

what i wanted to say is, his hatred, that rage, he is capable to contain it and control it so well, he doesnt lash out in a violent way on jugram, he only provokes him... if he really hated jugram, to the point there is no love toward him anymore, it wouldnt be hard for him to break the rule and try to kill him even if it kills him.. i mean, what’s left for him to even be alive? literally nothing...

yhwach was easy to wish death on bc he has no attachment to him, at all, only pure hatred and revenge, where jugram, he still has that bond, that bond of a friend and even if jugram broke it, he cant help but still see him as a friend, he still loves him

and this is probably why it scarred him the most, in his whole life, he has never cared for someone as much as jugram... and now he sees that person whom he loved the most hurt him...., and i think that's why he wants to fight him, he wants to show/express his pain, prove jugram he's on the wrong path, not for jugram's good, for his own, since jugram is his everything.. that doesnt mean he doesnt care about ju and his wellbeing, he was still disappointed in what he became under yhwach's wing, he promised him THEY would be the greatest.. bazz didnt use jugram like yhwach would say, he wanted to be his partner more than anything

i know what you’re thinking, why did bazz said he would kill jugram in 630 "ill kill yhwach and you along" bazz didnt want to kill yhwach for the same reasons as when he was a kid aka burned his village down, in 630 he wanted to bc yhwach did the auswahlen again, he betrayed him.. so he wanted to kill jugram for the same reason, jugram kinda indirectly betrayed bazz with yhwach there bc he knews jugram knew about it,, and he’s now a lost cause to him.. this was kinda the "deadline" to trying to fix whats was between them, if not at the first war, if not in a 1000yrs, do you really think things would change after a second war? that loop wont end as long as one kills the other... and this is what happened, i dont think bazz had the intention to kill bc he hated jugram, but the pain is too much to bare, seeing the man you loved and cared, who felt the same toward you just ignore you over and over is... too much, maybe death was the only solution... i already talked about that, but if bazz was to win (which im pretty sure he knew he had very very low chances if not none) he would be horribly heartbroken...

i explained it before but, their fight was the best way to end their relationship in "good terms" and yknow how bazz said "things dont always turn out like you wanted them to" it just shows how bazz didnt want to result in that, in that fight, in everything that happened between them was nothing he wanted....

he truly loved ju, he just wanted his old jugram back and be the greatest together...

#bazz b #jugram haschwalth #*smiles through the pain*#i feel like this post is a bit empty...#but if i try to fill it. i know i will digress and make it endlessly long #tdlr: bazz is excellent at keeping anger as a very moderate level and is fucking gay #at a very*#how tf someone tries to join the fucking army for 3 fucking year just thinking about you even tho you broke their heart #no no he's not creepy about it bc he would have killed ju already if he was #that's right. HES FUCKING GAY #DAMN IT #I FUCKING HATE IT HERE #naki using her brain #actually. if its not clear enough or want me to develop something more #please send me an ask! i appreciate them 💖

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solidburnreturned · 4 years

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theory: barb is a pop rock troll

SPOILERS FOR TROLLS WORLD TOUR BELOW!

OKAY so. I’ve been weeping about this for a while and I need to post it right now immediately. it’s gonna be a little long, so bear with me!

imagine this okay. barb loves hard rock. always has. but she likes the rock that’s a little catchier...and maybe feels like theres an itch in her ear that rock isnt quite scratching. whatever, right?

and when she’s crowned queen she’s given access to archives of troll knowledge and history. she’s excited to learn about the history of the strings and learn about/listen to the other genres. and when she hears pop...it clicks. after that, no matter how disgusted she is with herself, she keeps catching herself humming and singing pop/pop rock under her breath.

but why would I think this!! barb’s whole mission is to wipe out music other than rock, including pop! okay, I’m gonna go thru everything real quick that lead me up to this theory :)c

1. barb’s rant about pop

after hearing the pop music from poppy’s card (plus the face full of glitter), barb goes on a tirade about how she hates pop and how she cant get it out of her head. that doesnt really make a lot of sense if she’s always lived in the rock kingdom...where is she hearing this pop that’s getting stuck in her head? herself! pop tunes that she wants to sing but she chokes back for fear of judgement and just the shame of being part of a genre that tried to destroy rock.

2. barb’s eyes

it’s small but! compared to other rock trolls who, for the most part, have dark mauve and red eyes, barb’s are bright pink, similar to poppy’s. maybe a hint to her pop side!

3. this:

in this scene, you can see two reactions from barb: shock from poppy turning on her when she’s supposed to be hypnotized, and fear from the guitar being pointed at her. you can actually see her pupils dilate with fear. but if barb’s already a rock troll, what’s there to fear? unless she’s not fully a rock troll. the terror is that, if she is zapped with the guitar, her pop side would be exposed as the guitar would strip away her pop qualities, namely her eyes (as theyre the most visible pop quality she has). to be exposed as not a full rock troll would ruin her in this situation, as queen and just in the context of her world tour.

4. pop has ruined everything

after the strings are destroyed by poppy, barb is devastated.

she barks at poppy that, once again, pop has ruined everything. but maybe she’s only half saying this to poppy? she’s no longer hollering to the crowd, she’s barely muttering. it could be that she’s saying this to herself, frustrated with her pop side. its made her weak; it allowed poppy to keep the guitar away from her and smash it. it made her stop and listen to everyone talk about embracing differences rather than just grabbing the guitar and turning everyone into rock trolls...maybe because, just for a second, she thought that maybe it could be okay for her to be a pop rock troll? and now here she is, with no music at all, all because of pop.

5. thrash’s words

when barb looks to her dad, the only person she has in the world that she feels truly loves and cares for her, the guy she’s been trying to make proud during this entire tour for advice, he says very simply: “It’s all right, Barbara. Just let everyone be what they wanna be. Including you.” that last bit meant something. thrash knows. he’s always known, and he’s just wanted his daughter to be happy. he’s waited for this day to come so he can tell her that it’s okay to be pop rock; it’s okay to be who she really is. why else would he make such a point to include her in his advice?

6. barb’s heart

this is the big one y’all. when everyone is grey, the only source of color is their hearts. pop hearts are pink:

rock hearts are deep red:

but barb’s heart?

pink, with a red glow. a mix of pop and rock. something she’s kept hidden for years and years, and now she finally feels safe enough to have her true colors shine with a bright, colorful, very pop rock rainbow and black mohawk!!

7. the girl group

okay this is little lol but i just thought it would be cute to think of barb being so excited to have a girl group with poppy, a pop troll, and carol, a rock troll, as a pop rock troll. what a happy ending for her!! ilysm barb ;o;

that’s about it! thank u for reading, lemme know ur thoughts if u have them!! i have a bunch more barb theories that i’ll be posting soon :)c but this was the big one!

#trolls #trolls world tour #dreamworks trolls #trolls 2 #queen barb #txt #eye love her so much.........i be thinking about her #i hope this is coherent i wrote this at 1 am

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babysizedfics · 4 years

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Poor roman :( but that being said I am heka interested in 5

remus humiliates roman in front of jamal (but jamal is a sweetheart)

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TWs: swearing, emotional humiliation, arguing, remus is generally pretty mean in this - not "unsympathetic" but his behaviour is not ok, brief alcohol mention but it isnt a main feature

first some background info on remus and ro:

roman and remus' friend groups actually run parallel to each other by pure councidence in that theyre the same age and are both in the local queer scene

usually they only run into each other on nights out and avoid each other like the plague... until one of romans friends and one of remus' friends become a very serious couple and the friendship groups merge

remus tends to hang it over romans head whenever they argue or remus just feels like teasing him that he could so so easily spill romans secret littlespace to all his friends

and while roman claims to not care he also really doesnt want that to happen, especially the specific things remus threatens to reveal (namely him calling his cgs mommy and daddy, and his fear of the dark - which remus knows are romans biggest embarrassments)

and remus never USUALLY actually follows through on his threats, he loves to freak roman out but he doesnt mean to be intentionslly cruel.

but one night theyve had an argument recently and remus is out to hurt roman and finally follows through on his threat to reveal romans secrets. in front of jamal

((the actual incident below the cut))

all the friends are walking back from a night out, and remus hangs back from the group to talk to jamal. roman is just glaring at remus and not saying anything and holding jamals hand tightly. remus hasnt embarrassed him too bad so far, just asking jamal questions and referring to roman as his "baby brother" which is so annoying, but the thing is roman can tell hes building up to something

then suddenly remus smirks when he sees a completely pitch black side street thats theyre about to pass by, and he calls out to everyone "hey guys, there's a 24/7 mcdonalds through here and its a shortcut to the bus stop" and everyones like WOO mcdonalds and redirects to go down the side street

and romans heart pounds watching the friends all filter down the street without a second thought, theres no streetlights down there, theres light on the other side quite far away, but before that its SO DARK. and he freezes in place and jamal is tugged back by it and looks back at him. "babe, come on"

romans starting to feel shaky and he literally cant move his feet. his eyes flick between the street and remus' sadistic cocky smirk.

"whats wrong baby bro? you stuck or something?" remus leers with that stupid stupid smirk

and roman HATES him so so much

"ro, what's the matter?" jamal asks

"i- um," roman stutters, trying to keep his voice from shaking too much at the sight of his friends just having DISAPPEARED into the darkness - how are they okay with that?? "i- im not hungry"

"okay well i am, and remus said it was a shortcut anyway so-"

"i-i -- no i can't"

seraphina, romans best friend, looks back and notices whats happening and quickly jogs over (knowing roman is scared of the dark) "hey roma, it's okay we dont have to go down there" she soothes

jamal is supportive but he doesnt get it. he thinks roman is scared of criminals or smth. "i promise theres no one bad down there, hun. and i'll be right next to you the whole time, i'll protect you" and he smiles and tugs romans hand to pull him towards the side street

romans eyes quickly tear up and he panics and rambles "nononono dont please please i cant i cant" in a broken voice and plants his feet firmly on the ground, paralysed with fear

remus starts cackling "ohhhhh thats right~" as if he just remembered. "my baby brother's terrified of the dark, isn't he?"

"f*ck off, re" sera barks, standing between the twins, protective of roman

"wait, are you?" jamal asks sounding surprised. roman doesnt let himself look at him, too busy watching remus warily and knowing thats not all he has planned to embarrass roman

remus goes on, shouting out to jamal over sera's head "he's petrified!" he confirms sounding delighted. "yknow that massive blackout last summer? he cried like a baby. literally sobbing for his daddy patton to make it go away"

theres a brief silence because no, sera and jamal didnt expect remus to refer to patton as romans daddy - they both know roman calls him dad but this is a surprise.

and that one second of silence drags on for ages for roman, all he can hear is his heart pounding in his ears and remus' obnoxious laughter

he is shaking, frozen in shock rather than fear now. for all of remus' teasing threats at home, he didnt expect remus to actually do it. hes devastated and humiliated that remus told to his best friend and especially his BOYFRIEND of all ppl

and honestly he's not even thinking about the pitch black side street right now because the streetlights on the main road are blurred by tears welling in his eyes anyway

"why dont you just leave him alone!" sera hisses furiously after her mild shock

then jamal bounces back rlly stern to remus "yeah i already know about that! roman told me and it was HIS choice to tell me"

roman stares at him in disbelief but jamal is too busy staring daggers at remus to notice

remus looks suddenly offended and frowns. hes clearly hurt that the others dont think its funny "jeez youre both such bores. im just having some fun"

"youre demented if you think thats fun" seraphina growls and shoves remus away towards the sidestreet. remus rolls his eyes and runs ahead to join the others who are all oblivious to that coversation, howling with drunken laughter in the pitch black and jumping out and scaring each other

"f*cking prick" jamal calls after remus, seething

sera quickly throws a concerned look to roman "you okay?"

roman just swallows thickly and looks between seraphina and where he saw remus join the others in the pitch black. his stomach churns at the idea of remus telling more people. "i-is he gonna--"

"im on it" sera nods and starts turning around "i wont let him tell anyone else, roma, promise" then she runs ahead to keep an eye on remus and to give him and jamal some privacy

after a moment jamal turns back to roman looking so worried and holds his hands and asks very gently "babe, can you tell me how youre feeling?"

and roman is teary but he whispers "i - you stuck up for me"

jamal looks suddenly sad and cups romans cheek "of course i did"

"but you said i told you about it. i- i didnt tell you that i-" roman gulps after his voice wobbles "i didnt tell you about it"

and jamal smiles sadly and goes "i know babe... im sorry, i just didnt wanna give him any more power. it seemed like he's held that over you for a while"

suddenly the tears in romans eyes overspill and he doesnt really know why but he can't stop them

jama gasps a little "oh roman, its ok" and just pulls him into a tight hug

roman clings and sniffles, glad that he can hide his tears from his boyfriend even if it is in his neck.

and jamal just strokes his back and whispers "its ok baby, its ok" **

they talk about it quietly as they take the longer, well-lit route instead. roman admits he would never have told jamal abt his fear on his own - and the reason he's been avoiding staying overnight at jamals apartment is bc the one time he did he got so scared of the dark that he couldnt sleep and was just anxious all night but wouldnt wake jamal to tell him

after jamal finds out hes like baby why didnt u tell me its okay and comforts him about it not being embarrassing or childish. then:

"so you do actually want to stay at mine, its just because its so dark that you didnt?"

roman nods shyly "yeah... im sorry i know its a dumb fear i just-"

"its not dumb ro. i meant to say if it works for you, we could leave the hall light on and the door open. its not like i live with anyone who can walk in."

roman blinks "wait you - really? it wont make it hard for you to sleep?"

jamal smiles softly "no hun, honestly i could sleep anywhere. i fell asleep in the middle of the day in the staffroom just last month"

roman laughs, so so so relieved

"so... maybe next time you come over for dinner you could stay the night, yeah?" jamal says with a smile and a blush. he wraps his arm around romans waist and pulls him in, hip to hip

roman bites his lip and blushes. after a moment he suggests shyly "im free tonight..."

and jamal smiles so big, stops walking and puts his arm up to romans chest to stop him too then angles romans jaw down to kiss him

in the near future jamal promises to buy a plain nightlight and always leaves it on for roman when he stays overnight from then on

**side note: roman could never stand anyone calling him baby before because he felt infantilised at school becaus of his undiagnosed adhd. so he sees it as a derogatory name more than anything. but when jamal says it roman feels so warm and respected because he knows jamal would never mean it in that way. so jamal has "baby" rights basically

#swearing tw #little angst #long post #chaotic cousin remus #little/big concepts #asks #tumblebee the smol bean

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benreyplush · 4 years

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ok so

benny is some sort of benrey clone after some weird shit happened when benrey was defeated and made his way back into gordon’s games like payday 2.

he somehow got into terraria and has no memory of black mesa or who he was even based off of. he barely remembers his name and all it came out to him was “benny”

he’s also freakishly tall

when jack (the world’s guide) found him, he was very quiet and seemingly apathetic about his surroundings. didn’t really talk much and jack thought he was an enigma for a while. he did his usual and helped him begin his life there.

but then benny started doing some weird shit that jack wasnt prepared for. enemies couldn’t hurt him. he could freeze time. destroy and create items indefinitely. he has no idea what benny is and the order of the guide never talked about anything like this so obviously he’s very freaked out at first

slowly benny starts remembering some of his old personality and would say things that make 0 sense to jack. jack doesn’t know what “poggers” means.

eventually benny remembers a lot of it and actually feels kinda sad. like he feels like he has to be this “benrey” but he doesnt want to be. hes different.

and jack tells him he’s not benrey. he became his own thing and that was good! and he doesnt have to be like him. benny was very relieved by this and sorta became his own thing. like he was still like benrey but less of an asshole and really just goofed around. he still found himself harassing the new npcs that move in but he never harasses jack. he likes jack.

jack says he wont call him benrey. to him, he’s benny. and benny really appreciates it.

jack always wondered what benny meant by “self aware” when he talked about his memories. benny talked about the “npc ai just getting a mind of their own” and said when he joined this new world, it must have turned everyone in terraria self aware like in half life. so thats cool.

eventually jack like. realizes he might have a lil crush on benny and feels bad about it. because he knows his fate is to be sacrificed in the end and he doesnt wanna grow too close to benny.

but inevitably they end up together and jack is starting to question if he needs to die. like originally he came to terms with it a long time ago but now he’s actually reconsidering??? wow! they have at least one argument when jack actually sits him down and explains the wall of flesh thing.

at some point jack convinces benny to take him on an adventure and they end up in the underworld. jack’s plan was to go through with the sacrifice and almost succeeded but benny grabbed him and told him not to do that again. and jack was like “you have to let me do this” and benny was like “no dude i love u” and then they kissed and it was like. the first time either of them have kissed anyone ever but it was still nice.

and jack is like “ok actually i want to live with you forever lets go home” but a demon appears when they arent paying attention and attacks them and jack gets knocked into the lava and the wall of flesh is summoned. and benny is devastated.

when thats over a new guide shows up but benny wants nothing to do with him bc he is not jack. and benny is mad at himself bc he can freeze time, control enemy spawn rates n shit but he cant bring ppl back to life and he feels worthless about it

so the rest of the story is about benny having to move on and accept his death :(

so its a sad story

but here’s some nice things

benny knows the sweet voice still and uses it on jack all the time. it was confusing to them both when he did it the first time. eventually jack gets used to it and actually really likes it.

jack is supposed to be the helpful npc so he usually keeps himself together but as he grows closer to benny his emotions start coming out more and whenever he’s stressed he can just look at benny and say “sweet voice pls” and benny calms him down with it. benny also uses it to get jack to sleep (”blue and red means its time for bed :)” ) because normally he shouldnt have to but being self aware is tiring.

oh also whenever jack gets burns from the voodoo dolls in the underworld, benny heals them with the sweet voice healing beam :). benny has no idea how he keeps getting burned and eventually just assumes its bc of the furnace and is like “bro stop shoving ur hands in the furnace lol” and jack cant bring himself to tell him the truth so he just goes with it.

benny was the first to confess and he did it by serenading jack with the worst guitar playing that jack has ever heard <3 but it still made him smile. i know he really had to think about it before accepting it bc wall of flesh, can’t get too close, blah blah blah.

plus idk how relationships work in the order of the guide. he probably really didnt expect to get into a relationship and the new guide that comes along probably found it super strange.

anyway this is a lot of text wow im gonna just add on to the post as i think of shit but if u read all of this i am in love with u

EDIT: I FOUND A WAY TO MAKE A HAPPY ENDING

after defeating the moon lord, either the order of the guide or maybe even the spirits of terraria herself brings jack back because benny deserves that after saving all of them.

so benny notices the new guide is gone and was like “weird but whatever” and then he hears someone call out to him. he’s like “ugh what” and turns and its jack and he like. drops his weapon in his hand in shock and takes his eye mask and helmet off to see him properly. like he isnt sure if he’s dreaming or not.

and then he runs to him and grabs him and he’s real holy fuck. so he’s overjoyed and both of them fucking cry (first time jack actually sees ben cry ever!!!) and they kiss n shit and its incredible the end. since the world has been saved, the two live a more domestic life and benny is like “we’re never going to the underworld again ever and also im going to be around u a lot bc i missed u so much and i cant lose u again” so he’s extra clingy but jack is so happy to be back with him that he doesnt care!!!!!

also funny fact but the mechanic was the first npc to move in with them and (i think her name was shayna in my world. will change it if not) was overly annoyed at their constant sappiness before jack was killed. ben was extra affectionate to jack around her bc he likes annoying ppl (except for jack). but when jack comes back from the dead, she still acts annoyed but she’s actually relieved to see benny happy again.

#benny the hero #jack the guide #benguide #im gonna go play terraria now :)#text heavy #holy shit this is so much info

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softputridcentre · 5 years

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I'm fucking devastated...

I wrote a blog reviewing AEW dynamite (19/02/20), it was in depth, humorous AND long as shit... I used my phones swipe gesture to open Chrome to fact check something in case I was remembering it wrong.. and with one fluid motion.........CLOSED TUMBLR, losing the fucking essay I'd typed AND wasted a good hour and a half on.... that's fucking it... I'm turning off motion gestures on this fucking phone.... back to having my icons you shit...

Short version of my review....

Matt har...Jackson wins the battle royals for the young Bucks who go on to face the title holders later in the night (currently Kenneth Omega 6 and Hangman Austin 3:16 Page, but they have a match with belts on the line later with Lucha Bros)

Also, Orange Cassidy gets freshly squeezed by the Bunny... some people would pay good money for that, you ungrateful orange!

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Kris Statlander beats the piss out of Shanna (wearing hot Goku outfit) whilst "Booping" everybody in sight and causing me to propose to my TV screen. She said BOOP!

Post match, Nyla comes out for an interview with Tony Schiovone and runs down the locker room, especially Riho. Kris comes back from the locker room, boops the title, big swole comes out and gets shouty... refs break up none existing fight.

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Jeeeeeeeeeeeoooooooon Moxley wins against Jeff Cobb, in the only disappointing match on the card. Technically sound but boring. Jeff looked strong but lost clean which doesn't look good, when hes Jerichos "hired assassin".

The inner Circle pile in and Dustin comes out and looks impressive plowing into the group, he gets overcome and the lights switch off... bah god that's gotta be kane!... nope... just Darby Allin... not disappointing, but I started watching wrestling in 97'... the lights went out, that meant hell fore and brimstone sunny jim!..

Derby swings his Skayeboard like a man possessed before wirelessly issuing a challenge to Sammy G for Revolution.

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Kenneth and Page take on the Luchas in the most stunning display!. There aren't words for this kind of match.. everybody involved is a treat to behold, and Rey Fenix is on another level.. fluid as fuck! I've NEVER seen anyone run across the top rope to boot someone in the temple.

If you're reading this... WATCH THIS MATCH... just watch it!. Far from perfection, but entertaining as shit!

Kenny and Page take the W, and out come nick and Matt to celebrate. The Elite are facing off in two weeks, Bucks Vs the Drunk fucks. Adam Page seems unsure and drinks the audiences beer as he leaves... leaving kenny to make excuses to Nick and Matt.

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Main Event time and the Cage is being lowered and set for Wardlow Vs. Cody Rhodes.

Wardlow hair stays in it's silly little man bun for a while but eventually pops out of place to make him look like an emo warlord. Cody is thrown into the cage early on which busts him open (keeps the camera off him long enough for him to carve a big chunk of scalp off), wardlow dominates but Cody gets some offense in... at one point Rollercodester is thrown through the cage door and Arn Anderson is holding it as MJF (Best ever, seriously the man.. fuck off he is!), eggs him on to swing it hard into Cody... Arn teases a turn, but swings it hard into the face of the King of the $10000 bling! Cody re-enters the fray and gets nailed with MJFs Dynamote ring... he retrieved is and returned fire, causing MJF to climb the cage in disgust, Brabdy spanks his ass with a chair twice and Maximillion drops down to spark her out... however... he gets suckerpunched.

Cody gets the upper hand and climbs the enormous cage, and as he hits the top, there isnt even a SECOND, no hesitation, no fear, no considering... his second foot hits the metal pole top of the cage, and he moonsaults from the top of that fucker onto wardlow and covers him for the 3 count.

Cody celebrates as my man MJF realises that Cody has done it. He refrained from physical contact, he took his 10 lashes in the ring and he defeated Warslow in a cage match... in less than two weeks, MJF takes on his mentor. Cody Rhodes. Max plays this PERFECTLY. he is the Best heel the business has to offer right now. Quick witted, snarky and plays his part 24/7 on his Twitter.

Great show!.... besides the Mox misfire, I think it hit all the bases.

Notes: KEEP BRITT OFF OF MICROPHONES.

Sammy Guevara, you OK bruv? That Superkick was NASTY!

Hangman, Pint?

Nyla, have a mask made... that one off wish does you no favours!

Join Dark Order.

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manicpixiedreamgurl182 · 5 years

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A week before Christmas our family received devastating news. My step mother, the woman who has raised me since I was 11 when my biologic mother was not around, the woman who gave me a little sister, and a little brother- was diagnosed with stage 3 lung cancer. Ever since then it has been a world wind fight at which just a month later she has lost. It was quick, it was sudden, devastating and so very unexpected. My last conversation with her was on January 23rd, 2020 @ 750pm where I called to check on her as she had just completed her first round of chemo and radiation the prior day. Sadly in my line of work it is incredibly difficult to get time off when there are so many cases that need me....

I asked her how she was feeling and she replied "I actually feel really good, probably the best I've felt in weeks" as she went on for the next 10 minutes cracking jokes and acting like it was no big deal as she always did when it came to us kids.

I woke up the next morning to the text message that changed everything. Sadly due to the complications of her cancer type and surgery, my step mothers body struggled with blood clots and then losing blood due to her being on blood thinners. A ct reviled she had suffered a major stroke and we received the news as a family that our mama bear wouldn't be coming home with/to us.

My little sister was with her for every single step of the way, a position no child should ever have to be in but kayla reported for her mother through every single appointment, losing hours of work and sleep to stand by her mother's side with grace and selflessness.. She was not alone, and she knows how very loved she was as dozens came by to support our family and say their final goodbyes.

I don't want this post to be completely sad as it feels impossible to make it anything but that at this time. Hugged your loved ones, no matter what you have gone through- drop the grudge and tell them you love them.

I never got to properly thank her.

Thank you for making my childhood fun.

Thank you for teaching me how to French braid.

Thank you for always saying yes to sleepovers with dozens of my annoying friends, and helping kayla and I sneak them in - knowing that dad had said no.

Thank you for all the home cooked meals,before you came along dad's bachelor stage meant the only protein I ever got was from a pizza roll.

Thank you for taking me to get school clothes and coming to my choir and band concerts.

Thank you for evan and for telling kayla "she isnt that weird give her a chance".

Thank you for telling me what a period was and showing me how to utilize a tampon when I locked myself in our bathroom and cried because I thought I was bleeding from my ass.

Thank you for gossiping about which boy I should date and why for hours on end while we folded mountains of laundry.

Thank you for making the call that saved my life.

Thank you for coming to see me and pick me up every other weekend and hanging out with me while I was in foster care.

Thank you for standing by my side when I wanted to get married.

Thank you for being there at the airport when I left for germany.

Thank you for landing me my first real job and for helping to teach me how to drive.

Thank you for being the middle man when kayla and I were so mad at one another we couldn't speak and always helping to resolve it.

Thank you for climbing a snow covered hill when you were pregnant because I broke my ankle.

Thank you for picking me up from school when I got suspended and covering for me so I didnt get in trouble with dad.

Thank you for dying my hair when dad said I wasn't allowed, and for making me laugh when you ratted yourself out by not wearing gloves and staining your hands pink for a week.

Thank you for dragging me out of the house when my grandma died and pushing me around in a shopping cart for hours on end yelling dumb stuff to cheer me up.

I didnt know a love like the love I had for you, because I didnt know that kind of love before you. And I know I will never know a love like that again.

Melissa, my Maggie- endless thank yous from now and into the beyond for being the best mother I could have ever dreamed of.

I love you,

I miss you, I'll be seeing you

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ruffiorocks · 5 years

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Long Post on How Lena being ‘evil’ after the reveal would be a disservice to her entire character arc.

Extract from an interview with Jon Cyer:

"If Lex does end up revealing the truth about Supergirl to Lena, it could have devastating impact. Kara herself attempted to reveal the truth to Lena but stopped as it became clear that the revelation would be extremely damaging to Lena after all of the lies and manipulations she's endured thanks to Lex. It's the kind of damage that would definitely fall under the label of "evil" and could even set up a major conflict for Supergirl next season."

What even is this statement? The last part doesn't even make sense:

"It's the kind of damage that would definitely fall under the label of "evil" and could even set up a major conflict for Supergirl next season."

Damage isnt evil, damage is just damage. It's not like you can have good damage. So Lena learning Kara is Supergirl would inflict damage and then she falls under the label of 'evil'? Completely destroying her as a character. This just says that Lena will immediately become evil (such a strong word) as soon as she learns Kara is Supergirl.

I'm sorry ... But what the actual f**k? So they're just going to go down the same road that Game of Thrones went with Dany in the last episode?

"I'm here to save people, not burn them"

5 mins later

"f**k you all I'm pissed off and I'm going to kill every man, woman and child because I can".

Supergirl writers like to borrow heavily from from Smallville. Well the Lex Luthor of Smallville wasnt immediately evil. Lex was actually a good guy at the start, he was a play boy but he wasnt really so bad. He did however have some moral grey areas. Lex was best friends with Clark, but from day one he was curious about how he managed to survive going off the bridge and the damage done to his car and no damage done to Clark. But Lex didnt immediately go after Clark, he genuinely loved and cared about him almost like a brother. It was Clark that kept going out of his way to keep lying to an overly curious Lex who gave him more than one opportunity to come clean to him. Lex was driven crazy because he knew there was something up with Clark but Clark kept acting like Lex was delusional. Lex was used and abused by his father who favored Clark from the moment he met him. But Lex did a lot of good things in the earlier series, he was ultimately always put down due to his name though. Visions of him in a white suit with blood rain just meant that no matter what Lex did his destiny was to be bad and thats how he would then be treated which ironically is what drove those visions to come true.

So are they just going to recycle this with Lena? The only differences being that Lena hasnt done any evil things and she hasnt been trying to expose Kara because she's oblivious?

Lena has literally done NOTHING but help Supergirl, National City and help save the world several times since she first appeared. Lena isn't perfect, she has a dark side when pushed to her limit, she went to shoot Edge because he was poisoning children. She even told Kara she went and did this. It wasn't a secret.

Lena is pro gun? Doesn't make her evil, it's not like people aren't trying to kill her every 5 minutes and soldier or not Alex is way to gun happy. Alex has also basically been an alcoholic who is in charge of firearms since she was first introduced.

Lena killed Adam? Lena made a mistake, one that is haunting her. She didn't hold a gun to Adams head and pull the trigger cackling like a maniac. I’ve said it once and ill say it again, if Lena is guilty of ‘murdering’ Adam then Jonn is 100% guilty of murdering Manchester Black, a man he had already disarmed and killed purely because Manchester taunted him and and Jonn got pissed off. Even Kara looked shocked when she asked where Manchester was, but then immediately she was fine with it and was like ‘dont worry, one murder doesn't mean you cant be a man of peace’.

The biggest problem with Lena ‘turning evil’ after learning Kara is Supergirl is that that would would imply that Lena being a good person has been entirely dependent on her relationships with both Kara and Supergirl! What the hell? I mean i love Kara but she isnt a freaking God!! Lena’s personality has never been dependent on anyone but herself. Lena was a good person long before she ever set eyes on Kara or Supergirl. Lena was the one that dropped Lex in it remember? Why the hell would they reduce Lena from a complex character to a one dimensional character whose heroic and good personality was entirely dependent on her relationship with Kara/Supergirl?

That is exactly what they did to Kara in season 3, she stopped being ‘Kara Danvers’ the moment Mon El left because even though she had a life, job, a human family and friends and was Kara Danvers long before he showed up she suddenly couldn't be that person anymore because her boyfriend wasn't around? Her entire character was reduced to her being dependent solely on him? That’s not Mon El hate by the way, its hate for the writers.

It would be ridiculous for Lena to instantly forgive Kara for lying her to. To be honest i would be more disappointed in Lena if she was absolutely OK with all of this rather than letting Kara know she’s royally f**ked up! Kara its true doesn't owe her identity to anyone, God even Lena probably would have questioned her if she had instantly revealed herself to her. But the problem is that Kara knows she can trust Lena, she has known this for years. Kara has also revealed her secret to people she has known for less time than she has known Lena and to people she barely knows at all (Nia). Yes she told Nia out of solidarity but Kara has had way more solidarity moments with Lena than she had with Nia. Plus Kara didn't really know Nia at all, Nia could have been playing her the whole time. Lena on the other hand is her best friend and has helped save the world, worked with the DEO and saved Supergirls life and ass many times over.

Kara let the secret go on for far to long, in addition she told other people. Kara used the excuse that it was to keep Lena safe because her enemies would go after Lena. But that is just crap because Lena already has her own enemies, she deals with those enemies. Plus Kara never seemed to care that her enemies could have gone after Winn, James, Nia etc. It was a decent excuse in the beginning but then it became invalid the longer its gone on. Lena knowing Kara is supergirl would probably make her much safer in retrospect, Lena could have just called Kara or been given a fancy watch like a certain someone. The worst part though is that Kara has known since season 2 that Lillian Luthor knows who she is, she also knows that Lex Luthor knows who she is and Lena could have been told by them at any point. Lillian has had years to tell her and could of done. Kara has sat back and just hoped the Luthors wont out her? That is probably the worst story line Kara has EVER had! Kara may not want to hurt Lena with the truth but it would hurt way more coming form Lex!! Kara will reep what she sows here.

On top of this Kara hasnt just been pretending to be two different people to Lena, she has been acting like Jekell and Hyde. Lena and Supergirl have come to an understanding over the whole Reign/Kryptonite issue, but Lena only thinks she's come to an understanding with Supergirl. Lena doesnt know that it was actually her best friend treating her like garbage and with hostility the whole time, then coming back to her as Kara and being all besties again. THAT RIGHT THERE is where the betrayal lies. It isnt that Kara kept being Supergirl a secret from her, its that Kara betrayed her trust as Supergirl and was horrible to her. Lena had Kryptonite purely to help try and save Sam, but Supergirl immediately took it all personally not really giving a second thought to Sam at all. She just assumed that Lena was out to get her and then she started to try and pull rank on Lena, but Supergirl was left gob smacked because low and behold Lena Luthor wasn't beholden to the Girl of Steel like Supergirl expected her to be. Supergirl was given a harsh lesson in where she actually stands in the authority department.

To make it even worse Supergirl enlisted Lena’s then boyfriend to betray her trust and break into her company to spy on her to check she wasnt a liar. James actually does this without to much hesitation, he even enlists Winn’s help. That right there is four betrayals against Lena, where she only assumes it was the one. Lena forgave James, (i dont know why, he still broke into L Corp, he only grew a conscience at the very last second) and holds Supergirl responsible. Lena only thinks it was Supergirl who used her boyfriend against her. Lena will soon find out however that it wasnt just Supergirl, it was her best friend, her boyfriend and even Winn her other friend who all betrayed her. Lena is going to learn that all of the above was actually her the work of her best friend the entire time, then that best friend would come back to her and listen to her mention these betrayals.

Back to James, James had absolutely no reason to throw Supergirl under the bus. He just ‘had to be honest with Lena’ ? How about you dont break into her personal property and betray her trust in the first place? James knew for a fact that Supergirl and Lena were having a beef, he knew full well that if Lena knew what Supergirl had asked him to do she would be even more hurt and angry at Supergirl but he did it anyway. This is exactly what happened because Lena told Kara that Supergirl had used the people she cares about against her and she can never trust her again. At least Kara had the good sense to look guilty. But the other side to this is that once Lena finds out that James knew it was actually ‘Kara’ that betrayed her she will be even more hurt. She will have been doubly betrayed by both Kara and James!

Kara:

1. Treated her crap as Supergirl

2. Enlisted Lena’s boyfriend to betray her

James:

1. Actually did break into L Corp betraying Lena, for some bizarre reason was forgiven. Then he threw Supergirl under the bus to gain Lena’s trust without a thought to the lasting damage it would have.

2. James actually knew the whole time it was Kara being an ass to Lena and it was Kara who was asking James to betray Lena. James then put the last nail in the coffin for Supergirl and Lena’s friendship, but at the same time allowed Lena to continue believing that Kara wasn't the one that betrayed her. James allowed Lena to employ/confide in and be around the very person she declared she could no longer trust. James even enlisted Winn to help betray Lena, Winn being one of Lena’s friends.

If Kara suffers in the aftermath, (which she will) then i want James to suffer the consequences of that betrayal as well. To those that would say ‘Lena is a liar and keeps secrets’ well Lena’s secrets have never directly had anything to do with the Superfriends, she doesn't keep them to hurt anyone, or tell them to hurt anyone. Lena doesn't have to tell Supergirl everything she is doing because Supergirl isnt her boss, she didn't have to tell James everything but she did actually reveal a lot to him. Lena actually told everyone about her super humans idea but they all dismissed it immediately, Lena doesn't have to stop though because some people dont approve.

So to have Lena go bad after spending all of the time fighting Lex and Lillian, saving the alien population from genocide, saving the city from Daxamites, saving Supergirls life more than once, coming to work with the DEO even when she has beef with Supergirl, doing her best to try and help save Reign, manufacturing Harun El to make sure that Argo City never dies, begging Supergirl to let her die so she can save the people from the chemical on that plane, agreeing to marry Mon El to save a children's hospital, buying Cat Co to keep the free press free? Suddenly all that is erased because she is lied to by her best friend? NO! If lies and deceit were enough to send Lena over the edge it would have already happened, she can survive multiple betrayals and assassination attempts from her family, the people of National City making her a pariah, Rhea betraying her, Alana betraying her, Eve betraying her? Jack's death? But the icing on the cake that makes her snap is Kara betraying her? NO! What a disservice to Lena as a character! It would also cancel out the conversations she had with Sam when she was telling her she knew she was a good person no matter what and all the conversations she’s recently had with Brainy about having emotions.

Plus to make Lena, who has fought the Luthors at every turn to suddenly snap and say ‘f**k it im going to complete Lex’s life work’ is insanity.

Ultimately, the social lesson of the day here is if your family is s**t then you are s**t. No kids dont bother trying to be good people, you are lost causes. We dont care that you became a paramedic, or a fire fighter, or a soldier, or a surgeon or anything. You ARE crap and you will always be crap! The lesson is ‘never try’. Everyone else on this show has had trauma and betrayal in their lives but they still get to be heroes? Jonn? Alex? Kara? Winn? All had some trauma or family issues but nope they arent allowed to be bad guys. If having a bad family makes you bad then Alex should be because of her dad, Winn should be because of his dad and Kara absolutely should be because of her parents and her aunt and uncle.

The only thing that would make sense after the reveal is Lena having nothing at all to do with Kara, probably selling Cat Co and cutting pretty much every one of the Superfriends from her life. Where would they go from there with her? Well Lena has no reason to turn her attentions to hurting them or the people of National City. She doesn't stop being who she is due to betrayal. So maybe Lena finds a way to be a hero on her own refusing to help Supergirl anymore. I still 100% believe though that if Kara was hurt Lena would come and help no matter what, because that has always been who she is and her good nature and sanity has NEVER been dependent on Kara. Kara is not the centre of everyone universe.

#supergirl #lena luthor #kara x lena #kara danvers #anti guardiancorp #anti james olsen #jonn jonzz #alex danvers #nia nal #winn shott #samantha arias #lex luthor #lillian luthor #eve teschmacher #eve tessmacher

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Hey look what i found in the storm drain its a troy x reader fic

gender neutral reader, contains: branding, biting, blood stuff,b... light cannibalism, sedation, nothin sexual. and i say troy x reader but you think tyreen isnt getting in on that too? going off the hc that troys gotta “steal” energy to keep up his siren powers, and also that those seams on his face split into a nasty monster mouth 👀

4533 words oh my god

Admittedly, most of the reason you were here was for safety. When you had seen the posters around in your last few visits to the nearest trading post, you scoffed at the cult-like calls to join the ‘Children of the Vault’. Who would fall for that, aside from the odd psycho still capable of reading?

You thought that, of course, until you barely drove off a group of bandits that had descended on your little shack in the wasteland. You had been banking on the run-down look of the place to advertise that there was nothing worth stealing in here, but some people can’t take a hint it seemed. There was no doubt that they’d be coming back, probably with Outriders and definitely with more guns. This last attack you managed to survive entirely by luck, and you weren’t too confident on that luck holding out a second time; suddenly the idea of being in a large group was more appealing, even if you had to…show your face at some insane church service weekly, or something. Most things would beat getting riddled with bullets and left out for the scavengers.

With that, you packed up the belongings you could fit in a bag and set back off for the trading post. After asking around a bit, you found out that once a week, a busted-up caravan would roll through to pick up anyone interested in joining the Children of the Vault; luckily you only had a day’s wait ahead of you.

When the vehicle finally did show up, it was impossible to mistake it for anything else. Inverted vault symbols and peering eyes decorated the metal, roughly marked with paint or blood; ‘whatever was on hand’ was the motto of the wasteland. You had been hoping someone else would’ve been waiting with you by the time they got here, but it looked like you were the only convert today.

Climbing into the caravan, a weathered-looking man standing beside the driver croaked out a “Welcome, disciple.” He was wearing some kind of leathery, layered red and white ceremonial robe; you felt sweaty just looking at him. As it turns out, you were not the only convert on the caravan; four others occupied the seats that lined the walls. You chose a spot beside the least-murderous looking one.

It was a bumpy, five-hour ride to the camp. Despite wanting to stay awake and maybe pick up some…cult-appropriate behavior tips from the others, you ended up falling asleep with your skull vibrating against the wall of the van.

You jolted awake, being gently shaken by the man who had welcomed you onto the bus. Stepping out, you and the other converts for the day were shuffled into a fenced in area, and through the bars you were greeted by the admittedly impressive Children of the Vault camp.

The large, walled-in compound was populated mostly by tents, small sheet metal structures, and the cargo-container-turned-homes that were so typical to the wastelands. The occasional stable building poked up, among the smaller homes, displaying indicators of shops and food and medical assistance; it was like a real settlement in here. In the center was what you supposed was the ‘temple’, a definitely more purposeful structure, emblazoned with huge symbols of the cult and fronted with what looked like a stage.

There wasn’t much time to examine the camp though, as you were quickly directed toward a short line leading to a set of steel doors. You recognized the people from the van, and filed in behind them.

“What’re we doing?” You half-whisper to the person in front of you.

“We’re gettin’ a checkup, making sure we aren’t bringin’ any disease into camp, and then we get our marks.”

“Oh- okay…” You wanted to ask exactly what getting a mark meant, but you figured it was a good idea to downplay the fact that you were only here to use this place as a shield; being completely clueless would’ve been a dead giveaway.

The line moved at a reasonable pace, and soon you were inside the building, just in time to wait a little more. Every place you advanced was preceded by a dull hissing noise from the room the converts entered, and it was hard to not feel anxious about what could be happening behind the door. Maybe you should’ve asked for a pamphlet before deciding on joining a cult.

Once you reached the front of the line, you handed your bag off to be rifled through, and you were sent through the door. The hiss of a gas torch drew your attention to a little kiln on the clinic’s counter, a window on the door hatch giving off a red glow. You dart your gaze from that to the tired-looking person in medical garb fitting a new sheet of paper into a clipboard.

After giving your name and basic information, a vial of blood, and getting checked for, among other things, a number of nasty Pandoran skin parasites, the doctor turned to the kiln. They gestured to an exam table.

“Hold out your hand and set it on the table.” They stated flatly, opening the door and pulling out an unmistakable branding iron.

The vault symbol glowed a yellow-orange that was hard to look at. Trembling a little, you extended your arm with a deep breath. Remember, it was this or the bandits.

“No, your palm.”

You flip your hand, trying not to shake and give them a harder target.

“Welcome disciple to the Children of the Vault may the light and fortune of the Calypsos shine on you now and forever.” You would’ve laughed at the utter lack of emotion in this rushed incantation if you weren’t about to have a lovely new third degree burn.

Speaking of-

HHHSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

The pain was delayed for a second, but the noise was enough to make you instinctively react, jaw clenching shut so hard you thought your teeth might crack. You could smell your own flesh burning. The brand was pulled back and the pain hit, your fried nerves not sure if you were feeling extreme heat or cold, but it sure as hell hurt; looking at the seared vault symbol sunken into the skin of your palm was only adding to your panic.

Before you could yank your hand away to wave it around in agony, the doctor’s hand latched around your wrist and they began smearing some jelly-like cream over the mark. Immediately the pain was soothed to a dull ache.

“Don’t wash that off for the next four hours or it’ll get infected.” They said, tossing the branding iron back into the kiln and filing your patient sheet away.

After that, your day was a flurry of being sorted to your quarters (a small shack you shared with another wasteland scavenger, a pretty good roommate based on the number of raiders and psychos you saw milling around), being filled in on what duties were expected of you (based on your physical you were given a set of non-combat jobs), and when the religious services were (daily inside the temple, and ‘presentations’ would be given onstage at the Calypso’s discretion). You’d have to show up to at least one service a week, and it was suggested to attend more.

A couple weeks passed pretty uneventfully. You’d only seen the Calypsos twice at this point, both times from a place far back in the crowd during their speeches. You had to hand it to them; they were pretty charismatic- plus it was cool to finally see a siren in real life, never mind two. You’re pretty sure one of the speeches included a public execution of someone who had attacked the camp, though you didn’t have a good enough view to see what happened. The crowd sure liked it; you were surprised there wasn’t a riot based on how riled up they were getting.

One morning a voice droned over the speakers that dotted the camp, rousing you from your sleep. The Calypsos had returned victorious from an outing, and all followers were supposed to go witness them; you groaned softly. Couldn’t they wait until afternoon to come home?

The next part of the announcement surprised you. They were coming in through the northwest gate; the entrance closest to you. Looks like you wouldn’t be in the distant back of the crowd this time… The thought was a little intimidating. These two rulers and their travel party of the roughest bandits in camp were going to be passing right by your door. All things considered, it was nice to be on this side of the equation.

You got dressed quickly and left your shack, your morning-person roommate already out and about. People were already milling about around the gate, with more devoted followers jogging over from elsewhere in the camp. You were…admittedly kind of excited to see them up close. Warlords were basically celebrities on Pandora, and it was a rare experience to see one without being murdered.

The gates opened, and you stood on your tiptoes to get a better look. Cheering and devoted cries heralded the raiding party’s entrance, growing in intensity at the first glimpse of the twins.

They parted the crowd yards ahead of them as they moved through the camp. You had never gotten a good look at either of them, and it made your heart stutter in your chest to see them coming toward you. Even if you didn’t buy into what they were selling, they were powerful sirens, and just that fact was enough to amass a following.

Tyreen was enough to make your blood run cold all on her own; regal, luminous blue dancing over her arm, keenly aware of just how devastating she could be, looking straight ahead with only her goals in sight...it didn’t seem fair that was another one. Troy towered over her, eyes scanning over the crowd. It was almost like they coordinated their siren markings along with their clothing, the softly glowing red that ran up to his face making a perfect contrast to hers. Chains and crystals bounced against his chest, almost pointing out the tattoos decorating him. It became clear that they’d pass right by you, using the well-worn path leading to temple

As they advanced, you averted your eyes, suddenly remembering your desire to lay low. But…one more glance wouldn’t hurt. You lifted your gaze to steal another look at them and-

Both of them were looking directly at you as they passed. Time seemed like it was stopped; your heart certainly was. Their icy eyes were held on you, though they didn’t break their stride at all. The hint of a smile was on Tyreen’s face, and Troy’s eyebrow raised curiously. You felt like you could evaporate on the spot without any help from a siren.

And then they were gone, backs to you, long coats flowing out behind them like capes. You inhaled for the first time in years, and wondered if anyone else noticed that. The crowd pushed you along to the temple stage, following their leaders.

You spent the entirety of their presentation in a daze. Something had gone well and you were all blessed, apparently- something about a new supply train of weapons and shields and food. Once they had concluded, you found your way back to your quarters. You tried to drive what had happened from your mind. Why did they look at you? Did they look at anyone else? Were they mad? They didn’t look mad. You hadn’t done anything wrong and it’s not like they could tell you weren’t here out of faith…right?

Every hour that passed quietly served to calm down the paranoid thoughts fluttering around. Then there was a knock at the rough sheet of metal you called a door.

A temple priest stood in front of you, red, black, and white robes skimming the ground.

“The Saviors have requested to hold audience with you.” She stated.

You were pretty sure your insides just twisted themselves into a knot. “They- W-with me?” This had to be a mistake, or a dream, or-

A hologram of your face sprang up out of a handheld projector, the terrible scan they had taken on your first day here, along with your name and the location of your little shack. “Correct. With you.”

You stood without responding, unable to process the events and hoping maybe they’d just go away if you wished hard enough.

“Follow. They will not be happy to wait.”

It sounded like her voice was muffled and distant. Could you remember how to walk? You knew how to walk right?

Almost without permission, your feet moved forward, trailing behind the priest in a state of shock. You wanted to ask why, but even if you could form words you doubted this person would give you a response. There was no way you’d be able to make a run for it; one alert and you’d be tackled by every zealot in sight.

You were at the temple much faster than you’d like. Was the walk here always this short? At the very least, the lack of a jeering crowd gathered at the stage pushed ‘getting publicly executed’ lower on the possibilities list. Taking deep, even breaths to calm yourself, you entered the building with the priest, heavy doors shutting behind you both.

The emotionless minister led you straight through the large atrium where services were held, the stained-glass panel depicting the Calypso twins backlit and radiant as always. It was never quite as threatening as it was in this moment, the image of the two of them towering over you seeming to hint at your fate as you approached. You were led into a back hallway, lavishly decorated with symbols and devoid of any outside light sources; the priest entered a that unlocked a sliding door at the end of the hall, and-

Tyreen and Troy Calypso sat at the top of a raised platform, steep black stairs leading to their matching thrones. Blue and red lines contoured the edges of the chairs, the otherworldly glow making them even more intimidating than usual. The room was opulent, well-constructed; unlike anything you had seen firsthand on Pandora. But the two of them, looking down at you, waiting for you to approach them…

The sharp noise of the priest moving across the floor brought your soul back to the ground. Scared as you were, this was absolutely beyond the time to think about making a break for it, or even disobeying in the slightest. You hurriedly caught up and followed behind, trying not to physically vomit your entire heart onto the nice clean floor. Please just stop at the foot of the stairs-

You were climbing the stairs, eyes glued to the red and white robe in front of you, not trusting yourself to look up and risk tripping. When you reach the top, the worst happens; you’re directed to take more steps and approach them. Panic tightens your throat, standing in front of the two sirens and feeling very small.

“Kneel.” Hissed the priest, pulling you with her to the ground. “I’ve brought the devoted you requested, my Saviors.”

“You may return to your duties.” Tyreen called to the high servant, dismissing her with a wave. The priest stands and bows, and her footsteps fade behind you. The door closes.

Tyreen and Troy stand seemingly in sync, and you keep your gaze lowered to the floor, wondering why you haven’t been vaporized yet. The two stride forward until they’re right in front of you, wordlessly looking down at your kneeling form.

You’re utterly frozen in place as Tyreen reaches out. You’re braced for something agonizing; the twisting, glowing blue on her opposite arm like the warning colors of a poisonous animal. A jolt runs through you when all she does is cup your jaw with an almost reverent touch, tilting your head up to face them.

“You see Troy? Can you feel it now?”

You didn’t dare move as Troy reach out with his human arm to do the same on the other side, calloused fingertips grazing the side of your throat.

His face splits into a grin, and he laughs. “Ohh, wow. You were right Tyreen.”

“Say that again.”

“Shut up.”

Troy shifted his hand to hold your chin as Tyreen moved hers away. Your heart was racing and he leaned in, tilting your head from side to side, appraising you and happy with what he was seeing. It was here you noticed it; his teeth were sharp. Some other kind of body mod to add to the arm and the piercings that dotted his face. You couldn’t help but tremble.

“Oh now, don’t be scared.” He purrs.

“This is an honor, you know.” Tyreen’s voice was behind you, her hands sliding over your shoulders. “So few get the privilege of being chosen like this.”

Troy moved closer, and for one absurd moment you thought he was going to kiss you before he nudged his face under your jaw.

You tried to jump, finally finding your voice to let out a yelp, but Tyreen’s hands kept you in place as Troy’s looped around your back.

“This’ll only take a second, relax…” Her thumbs rubbed circles into your shoulders, doing little to calm you.

“Wait- wait- “ Was all you managed to get out before he bit you.

Troy sank his teeth into the base of your neck and shoulder, slicing through like there was no resistance. Both of their grips tightened on you as you instinctively tried to scramble away; you were suddenly acutely aware of how easily Troy’s mechanical arm could simply crush you. You wanted to raise your arms and push against his chest, but they were pressed tight to your sides, leaving you to squirm uselessly in his grip.

“Shhhhh…” Tyreen soothed from above you.

A cold feeling crept out from the bite, Troy’s teeth still in your shoulder. Every thump of your racing heart spread the chill further, a sweeping warmth following its path and beginning to fill your arm and chest with an odd numbness. Your breathing felt erratic, like your lungs were trying to slow down on their own accord, alternating between hyperventilating gasps and deeper breaths. The warmth spread its way through your body, leaving slackened muscles in its wake, your shoulders falling and your frightened wriggling going still against your wishes.

By the time Troy pulled his head away from your throat, you felt like if he let you go you’d collapse onto the floor. You were barely able to hold your head up to see him looking you over; he was pleased. Stark red blood stained his bottom lip, quickly erased as he ran his tongue over it.

“How do you feel, faithful?” You could feel his voice rumble in his chest, held so close to him. His grip loosened, letting you slump slightly in his arms.

“I’m...” Your voice was soft. Words were lost. You were warm. It was nice to be held like this.

“Mmh, good.” It was almost a growl.

“Give it a few more minutes, Troy.” Tyreen’s voice sounded like it was underwater. She brushed your hair from your face, tucking it behind your ear. “You don’t want to make a mess of this one if they panic.”

“Wha…” You mumble.

“We ask all our followers to give their flesh to us in the form of the mark.” Tyreen cooed, Troy gently mouthing at your branded palm as she spoke, holding your arm by the wrist. “But there is more you can do to serve us.” Her fingertips caressed your jaw from behind, and you found yourself leaning into her hand, grateful for her touch, tilting your head up to look at her. “Your sacrifice becomes our strength.” The blue markings on her arm were glowing, and you felt…floaty, tired…weaker.

“Hey, that’s mine.” Troy rumbled. You felt teeth baring against your wrist.

Tyreen rolled her eyes, her hands slipping away from you and she stepped back.

You didn’t have the energy to shift forward and look at Troy, his mechanical hand splayed out over your back, supporting your limp body and warm from your own body heat. He leaned in, breath hot over the still bleeding bite wound. Troy dragged his tongue over the mark he’d made, continuing the motion up the side of your throat, a low growl of approval building in his chest.

“Where were you hiding?” His lips moved against your pulse, teeth grazing the fragile skin; you’d shiver if you could manage it. Troy nipped at your jaw a bit before he pulled away just a little.

A dull pop sounded from him. A content sigh. Curiosity spurred you to tip your head forward just enough to look at him.

His lower jaw had split at the chin, the seams along his cheekbones opening to reveal a mouthful of too many viciously sharp teeth. His tongue hung between the divide in his jaw, significantly longer than a human’s should be.

You should probably be alarmed. Scared, even. You lean your head back again, letting your eyes drift closed.

“There you go…” Tyreen’s voice came from nowhere, everywhere.

Your shoulder was cold for a moment; something had torn through your shirt. The chill was quickly replaced by Troy’s mouth, and you felt your head gently tugged to the side to give him more room.

The grip around you tightened when he bit down, the siren exhaling, crushing you to him like you were going to get away. You could feel the distinct sides of his jaw move to dig into the soft muscle, catching a little on your collarbone and raking it with a strange buzzing feeling. Maybe this should hurt.

You felt a groan vibrate in his chest, in your own muscle and bone. He pulled blood from the wound for a few slow heartbeats, before removing his teeth to lick at the bite, huffing for breath.

“Fuck…” He panted. At least that’s what you think he said. A jaw like that wasn’t good for forming words.

He lunged back in, snapping his teeth around your shoulder again with enough force to jerk you around. He was leaning forward, holding you, bent over you, surrounding you from all sides. Something of yours cracked, and that just seemed to encourage him. That same draining, weak feeling that Tyreen had given you a preview of was seeping in, much more intensely this time. You felt like you could just fall asleep, just let him take care of everything.

Troy chased the blood pulsing lazily from the punctures and tears he had made, dragging his tongue over the lines before they reached your clothing and soaked in. He adjusted you, holding you easily as a doll with his prosthetic arm, moving so he could more easily reach the hem of your shirt and push it upwards.

He paused, nosing over your soft middle like he was savoring the moment. His breath was hot, your own blood dripping from his mouth onto your stomach tickling. Cracking your eyes open for the first time in a while, you could see his siren markings glowing intensely, his own piercing gaze flicking up to meet yours. With his mouth split, face so soaked in blood and monstrous, he unmistakably smiled at you, giving you a wink before sinking his head down and tearing into your middle. It was here you passed out, only coming around to briefly to feel a rib crack and the vibrating sensation of a ravenous snarl against your insides before going under again.

Based on all that, you were truly surprised to wake up.

You were lying on something soft and cushiony, twisted up in a sheet. Before your eyes had even opened, your hands darted to feel your shoulder, your torso; there a scratch to be found. Disorientation hit you in waves the second you tried to sit up; maybe lying down for a minute was a better plan.

A laugh nearly made you jump out of your skin “Ha! are you still coming off the sedative? Goddamn Troy how much did you give them?”

“Ehhh, might’ve gotten a little carried away.” Okay- okay so none of that was a dream so what the fuck was-

Tyreen approached you, kneeling down to your level and trying to hold back a grin. “You’re lucky, I really didn’t think Troy was gonna stop. Well if you’re still out of it, that’ll make this next part a lot easier.”

The world was still coming into focus, and none of this was helping. You heard Troy getting up and coming closer, mismatched hands grabbing you and propping you up from behind, bringing a paralyzing shock of dizziness.

“C’mon, you’ve heard stories about sirens healing people, haven’t you?” He purred, your eyes squeezed shut against the room spinning. “You’re so faithful and sweet, it would be such a shame to get rid of you.”

Tyreen had moved further away, to the other side of the room. “You’re quite the little eridium sponge, you know that? You must be absorbing trace amounts from the environment; it’s a wonder you aren’t falling apart from it.”

Troy was pushing the sheet off your right shoulder, exposing it. “Don’t worry though, we can help you keep it in check.” He nuzzled under your jaw, and you could feel the grin on his face.

“But before we do anything else, we have to make sure everyone knows who you belong to.”

You managed to open your eyes just in time to see Tyreen leaning down, holding a metal vault symbol like the one you had been branded with. It was glowing the same pale blue as her siren markings and it was…much bigger than the one on your palm.

Troy held you tight; not that you were able to struggle much yet. All you managed was leaning into him a bit, trying to back away from what was certainly going to hurt.

The siren-energized metal pressed into your skin with a hum, rather than the hiss you were expecting. In an instant your muscles locked up like you were being electrocuted, raw energy surging through your body and choking the breath from you. Just as you thought your heart would burst, she pulled away, leaving you to slump and gasp for air in Troy’s arms.

Tyreen tilted your chin up, looking into your exhausted eyes with a sweet smile.

“You’ll be a good offering for us, won’t you?”

What choice did you have but to nod?

Tyreen all but giggled at your response, a dangerous grin lighting up her face.

“So obedient.” Troy laughed. “I always wanted a willing sacrifice that hasn’t lost their mind.”

Tyreen rubbed her thumb over the aching mark she’d just put on you, speaking with a soft, saccharine voice. “Go ahead and get some rest, faithful.” Tyreen looked to Troy. “We’ll have to get a collar made.”

Troy set you back down. You just about melted onto the soft bed, too impossibly tired and sore to worry any more, asleep before they had even left.

#troy calypso #borderlands #tyreen calypso #bl3 #dont come at me too hard im just throwin myself a nasty little party #local roadkill dump #pasting this seems to hve fuct up my formatting but like #im not fixing that #i also havent played bl1/2 for the story or plot for like......well since bl1 came out #since then its just been drunk bordered lands with pals so if anythings wrong canon wise #dont tell me about it #hghfjgn #stapleface

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