#tmi: rescue

[lee-and-honey-bee]

If this guy is a dog hater, allow me to punt him into the sun.

(Also I love this blog. From one traumatized mobility aid user to another, Leonardo, you're killing it.)

Ppppffffttt

I give full permission to 'punt' him if he's an ass.

Though, you might have to wait till after the fam is done with him, lol.

And thank you! That's very sweet of you. I hope you're having a very pleasant day/night!

[ozarkthedog]

guard dog!pope hitting too close to home. tmi, but as someone who grew up without any men in a family (like protector/provider figure) and seeing Andrew who always ready to fight for his brothers just does something to me. Like that fight ring scene in s4, I would be all over him in his truck after that fight.

you get me! Pope would be so protective. He'd keep his arm wrapped around your waist 24/7 if he could but of course we all know that ain't possible...

Let's say you're at the grocery store together and you run back to the last aisle because you forgot an item, leaving Pope with the cart. It takes him all of 2 minutes to realize something is up. (Not that he's counting the seconds you're gone.) Pope leaves the cart in a hurry, focused only on your whereabouts.

Pope doesn't stop moving the moment he turns the corner. The second he spies you pressed uncomforably against a row of cereal boxes by a man standing too close and chatting your ear off, Pope barrels a heavy shoulder into the man, and knocks him off his feet.

"the hell do you think you're doing?" Pope snarls into the stranger's face as he pins him against the metal shelf, knocking cereal boxes to the floor. The man struggles under Pope's hold, mumbling nonsense as you gather your bearings.

You don't even hear the stranger's response; you only care about finishing your shopping and getting back to the house. You lay your hands on Pope's shoulders and dig your fingers into his muscles, bringing him back to you. 

"Andrew, it's okay. I'm okay."

Hearing his name on your tongue makes him pause. 

Pensive, hazel eyes look over his shoulder at your softening face, ensuring you are, in fact, unharmed. "C'mon, let's go." You implore, tilting your head to the end of the aisle and sliding a hand down his freckled arm. "The ice cream is going to melt."

Pope loosens his grip, but not before yanking the man from the shelves, forcing him to stumble on his feet. "You got lucky." Pope rumbles the threat like it was second nature. 

"You sure you're okay?" Pope asks, brushing a thumb against your cheek. 

"More than." You smile, hoping to ease his worry. "Thank you for coming to my rescue." 

"Always," Pope vows, hooking a protective arm over your shoulder and curling you into his side. He reaches for the box of cereal you originally went to retrieve as you walk back toward your cart, leaving the shocked man to run a hand over his warped shirt collar, wondering where he went wrong. 

[vaaaaaiolet]

It's Christmas Eve and Leon can't quite wrap his head around his drop-dead-gorgeous girlfriend's need to be 4 inches off the ground, but maybe there's more to your fashion choices than what he considers a faux pas.

f / m, established relationship, tooth ROTTING fluff, the barest baby twinge of angst and surprise ending ehehehe. also, super short!

word count: 898 // read on ao3

a/n: christmas in july oh my lord. tmi i'm on my period and i've had lover by taylor swift on blast for 3 hours :( give your girl a break and pretend my dividers match

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“No, sweetheart, the- no, the buckle comes off the other way.” 

If he were a lesser man, Leon would be laughing his head off at your flushed cheeks and bleary pout. You were going to do this right here, right now, plunked on the frozen stoop of your front door, mere steps from the warmth of your apartment. 

“I can take off my own shoes! I bought them my- hic! -self.”

“You did, sweetheart, “ Leon soothes as he gets down on one knee, “and I know you can take them off fine, but you weren’t drunk when you bought them, were you?”

“I’m not drunk. I’m just...” you sulk. You would have sold the act too if it wasn’t for a sleepy jerk of your head. You always get sleepy when you’re, “...tipsy.” 

Ah, there it is.

Your toes are a half-frozen cherry red as Leon unclasps the buckle adorning your beloved heels. 

There’s not much Leon can do about your affinity for heels, even in the winter, so he grew a sixth sense for detecting falls around the time you almost tripped headfirst into the Christmas table at your parents’ house. You haven’t quite put together yet why he’s so on his toes when you wear stilettos, but Leon is okay with that. Batman never reveals his identity and if this is how he keeps Gotham’s urgent cares a little less occupied, so be it.

The fact of the matter is that Leon has perfected his method to three steps:

Watch for abnormal movement in your fingers. You start fluttering them like you’re Tinkerbell. Like you’re trying to take off from the ground and fly right back up to heaven without him, and he can’t have that just yet.

Assume position when you start laughing too hard at his jokes to distract from the fact that you’re about to fall. You never laugh at his one-liners (the best he’s ever gotten out of you is a giggle and that was on his birthday). 

Engage nearest mode of rescue the second your eyes start flitting around in search of a place to land. 

But above all, the one condition that puts him on red alert is when you’ve been drinking. His sweetheart is a complete lightweight. 

And tonight, you’d had too much fun at Claire’s Christmas dinner.

It takes a little longer than usual for Leon’s icy fingers to undo the buckle on your other shoe. “The mulled wine was that good, huh?” he asks, his lips curving into a smile as he looks up at you and your crossed arms.

He gets a hmph! in response.

“You look beautiful. You always do, it’s just…could we maybe save the ankle-breaking shoes for when the ground’s not frozen over?” 

The frown flies back on your face within seconds. His peace treaty’s gone south. “But Leon, they’re my Christmas heels! I always wear them on Christmas.”

Oh, he knows. 

“That’s why they’re Christmas heels,” you point out. 

Of course, you’re right. They’re the very same Christmas heels that so rudely interrupted his enjoyment of your mom’s to-die-for lamb roast. Leon’s also sure that they’re the ones that got repurposed on New Year’s Eve two years back. He had to kiss you under the table next to the girls chowing down grapes, and it’s a lot less romantic when half of them shoot you death glares while they’re wishing to not spend Valentine’s Day alone again. Come to think of it, Leon hasn’t had grapes in a while.

“It’s not Christmas if I don’t wear them,” you mumble. 

You don’t sound so sure of yourself. 

Leon’s plea deal might be back on the table.

His thumb rubs circles on your ankle as you swallow. His knee’s freezing over, almost attached to the sidewalk by now, but your mouse-quiet confession glues him to the spot.

“I lied.”

“These aren’t your Christmas heels?”

A snowdrop tear rolls down your cheek. 

“I didn’t buy them. You did, for me. I love them. Love you.”

You sniffle so sweetly, your cheeks still candy-apple red as he wraps your scarf tighter to keep you from catching a cold on his account. But it’s not enough to distract Leon from the fact that he bought you these shoes?

Oh no, no, no, you’re nodding as Leon’s face freezes into a horrified grimace. He’s responsible for the Heels from Hell?

“Sweetheart, I just don’t want you getting hurt.” He takes your hands in his as your lower lip wobbles. He feels just awful. “It’s Christmas because I get to spend it with you, okay? Heels or no heels.”

“You mean it?”

“Those damn things have nearly sent you to the hospital, of course I mean it.”

And finally, finally, you smile. Hark! The herald angels sing. 

“Let’s get you inside.” Leon smiles back, pressing a kiss to your forehead. He’d have gotten up too if he hadn’t suddenly come to a comical stop, his left knee still perpendicular to the ground.

You look down and stifle a giggle. “Leon, you’re frozen to the sidewalk.”

“So I am. Ow.” 

You lend him a helping hand as the two of you stumble inside the warm apartment, and Leon thinks he’ll go online shopping once you fall asleep. For less dangerous Christmas heels, sure.

But also something else. Something shiny. 

He really didn’t mind being on one knee for you.

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[moonysmoothies]

the shadowhunters show is so wild to me for so many reasons but ones of them is that i am so baffled by how they manage to hit most of the major story beats of the books and yet mess them up SO BADLY?

here's every major fuck up i can remember in chronological order because i feel like ranting

they go to the silent city but instead of finding out about magnus's block on her memory, they find out that valentine is clary's father through a conversation that she overheard between luke and her mother

simon is kidnapped by the vampires on purpose instead of accidentally because they want the mortal cup from clary since it can control demons, which is the stupidest thing ever because raziel gave jonathan shadowhunter the cup so that he could make more shadowhunters with the objective to kill demons, not control them

oh and they're not allowed to use the cup to make more shadowhunters, so mundanes can't ascend (do none of them have the sight?) and the cup has no purpose other than to sit there and look pretty

all of them were in on rescuing simon, not just jace and clary and the wolves are not there at all, but for some reason camille is and has a weirdly sexual relationship with simon

they go see magnus to get clary's memories back and they end up having to give up their memories like they did with azazel except it's to this random demon who magnus gave clary's memories to for the plot but then clary kills the demon so she never gets her memories back

instead of getting the cup from madame dorothea, they sneak into a police station to get it while luke is being questioned for MURDER

simon is turned into a vampire except it turns into this whole uprising where everyone turns against camille and it's this whole moral dilemma for clary

they still find out clary and jace are related while at renwick's except the scene is just very different and valentine had been glamoured to look like michael wayland this whole time because there's a shapeshifting rune now!

jace goes with valentine at the end of season one

they wake up jocelyn at the end of season one and she fully believes that jace is her child and tries to kill him

also jace finds out that he "has demon blood" at the very beginning of season two while on valentine's ship from valentine himself

he is imprisoned in the silent city and the attack on the silent brothers happens while he is there, but he is also put on trial and for some reason it is more about his feelings for clary than about his actual "crimes" (which was just being basically forced onto a ship with valentine in order to save his friends from being murdered)

instead of imogen herondale distrusting jace it's a weird british dude, also maryse just straight up equates jace to a cancer that they need to kill and didn't just tell him to leave the institute in an attempt to protect him from the inquisitor like she did in the books

the weird british dude gives izzy yin fen, except its made from vampire venom and not demon poison in what is the worst storyline to ever exist and is basically just shadow world heroin (not a tmi major plot point but i literally cannot not mention how much i fucking hate this storyline)

izzy and clary visit the iron sisters to find out why valentine wanted the mortal sword where they find out that if an angelic being and a bolt of lightning touch it then it will be able to emit a heavenly light that can kill anyone with demon blood (raziel really had no faith in these guys)

they actually imprison valentine and are just using a rune to torture him (idk why they had a rune to torture people considering that all of their runes were given to them by raziel and i don't know if he wanted them torturing each other? also i looked up the rune on the shadowhunter books wiki and it was the super powerful healing rune that clary used on jace in cohf - kind of the opposite of torture)

clary and jace find out they're not related halfway through season two (not entirely objecting to this but it did mean a full climon relationship)

they still go to the seelie court, except it's just simon, jace, and clary and the seelie queen makes jace and clary kiss in order to show simon that shadowhunters always choose "their own kind" over anyone else because she's obsessed with him and his daylighterness

sebastian still attacks max because max tracked him with a single hair from the bottom of the baby jc box except max survives (not really objecting to this either because max was so sweet but like what was the reason for changing this!!)

ok, time to go into the jace + sebastian fight - instead of jace goading sebastian into a fight by making him realize that valentine will find out that sebastian just killed him in cold blood and didn't give him a fair fight and then hate him for it, not by just making him really angry - jace literally passes out several times on the way to where they fight and sebastian just keeps dragging him along. this is just a little change that irks me so much because it shows a lot about their character imo. here, they have a fight on a random bridge where we get the line "care to find out who's the best jc once and for all" which should be considered a crime against humanity. izzy does intervene but she does not get to cut off sebastian's hand and then jace stabs sebastian in the special spot on the back and kicks him into the river, sebastian somehow survives long enough to float all the way to a beach and summon lilith

jace does get possessed by lilith except he's turning into a weird looking demon who possesses mundanes to kill their loved ones and serve lilith and not whatever the fuck was going on with him in cofa that was definitely not turning into a demon and possessing other people

jem is american

instead of maureen being maureen she's another person their age named heidi who forces simon to drink his sister's blood which leads to his mom throwing him out like she does in the books, and then heidi proceeds to try to take over the entire downworld until maia kills her in the same way she kills maureen in the books

clary gets the twinning rune instead of jace and instead of it being an instant thing clary is just slowly becoming more like sebastian except she's not and she still has free will which jace didn't really have in cols - they're more like equals instead of one having power over the other like in the books

instead of raziel giving them glorious because simon was like "if you don't i'll just use my mark of cain to annoy you for all of eternity" izzy has a woman in stem moment and remakes the sword herself with particles of glorious that she extracted from a serum that the weird british dude was using to turn downworlder prisoners into mundanes again in an illegal project

instead of having the two family swords made by wayland the smith, they have one sword that has the ability to open rifts into hell and release demons and getting that sword is sebastians goal for the season instead of making the endarkened

sebastian does have a relationship with the seelie queen but then he kills her

izzy gets the heavenly fire instead of jace even though clary was the one who was stabbed with glorious because izzy gets hit by shrapnel from the sword exploding

they still go to edom but it's to save magnus from lilith because she wants to start a war with him so she can go to earth and he's there because he's holding closed the rift the sebastian opened with the family sword

clary loses her memories instead of simon because making her own runes went against the will of the angels - especially the one that tied shadowhunters to downworlders even though that was literally what won the mortal war in the books

magnus and alec still temporarily break up except it's not because alec was trying to remove magnus's immortality (although they did have issues with that earlier in the season) it's so asmodeus will give magnus his magic back after taking it in exchange for giving magnus the power to free jace from lilith's possession

anyways that's everything i can remember - there's probably more

[satureja13]

The next day. It finally stopped to rain and we got rewarded with a double rainbow! The Boys spent the rest of the day before inside, learning and doing their homework. Divided in two groups, to keep Kiyoshi away from Jack. And Vlad and Jeb thought I'd be better to keep their distance to Jack too, until they could ask Noxee what this strange attraction towards him means.

Vlad and Jeb are training outside. Keeping an eye on Kiyoshi, who is far, far away again. They are so cute. Fighting like baby cats ^^' Maybe Vlad is going easy on Jeb, who just had his first fight in their last lesson :3

Saiwa, Ji Ho and Jack went down to the dungeons, to the Defense against the Dark Arts classroom. Training Ji Ho, who missed their first lesson. The majority of the poisonous arrows are still flying in Jack's direction ö.Ö' (They might still be under the command of Ms Coombes ^^') Jack wonders what this lightning stroke might have done to him. He's sure the weird attraction, Vlad, Jeb (and Kiyoshi) feel towards him, has to do with this accident. And Ji Ho got overwhelmed by his feelings. He's so angry! He never felt so angry before. There had been lots of ocassions in his life that would have really deserved the anger he feels now. But his feelings had been buried, so nothing had ever hit him this hard. He's angry, jealous, upset, sad... - that Vlad feels attracted to Jack! And he even knows how silly this is. But he can't help it. It fell over him like a fishernet with lead weights, pinning him impotent to the sea bed - at the mercy of his feelings. Sure, he could take a sip of Noxee's potion to get rid of these feelings, but he decided to endure them. Even the bad ones. All his feelings are a part of him now. And he'd missed them for so long. So he's channeling his frustration into the punching bag, not even noticing an arrow sticking in his arm...

Sai is reading out loud again from their school books for the others. Also dodging the arrows.

Back at the Duelling Grounds, Vlad and Jeb are still training. Jack and Jeb are the physically strongest of all of them, but Vlad, with his vampiric powers, is not to be underestimated. Plus, he has more fighting experience than Jeb. Jeb is doing surprisingly well, though...

... until they heard someone approching. It's Greg! They'd all been hoping Noxee would come back so they could discuss Jack's strange attraction on them and, of course, to bring them some good news about Jack and Kiyoshi's mateship... Jeb got distracted and Vlad was able to put him to the ground.

Greg: "Good to see you improved. So, how is he doing?" Jeb really hoped to talk to Noxee about this. Jack made it very clear he doesn't want Greg to know. Greg is staring at him with his piercing orange eyes and Jeb doesn't know what to say: "Oh - uhm. So Jack..." Greg: "Not Jack! Kiyoshi." (Greg and Kiyoshi seem to have a surprisingly strong bond...) Vlad decided to redeem poor Jeb: "Still unaltered, I fear."

They called up the others and met in the Conference Hall. And finally Greg spilled the good news! Jack and Kiyoshi are 'allowed' to be, according to Ms Coombes, mates, just mates or whatever! Yay! They must have weighed the advantages of Jack helping Kiyoshi rooting in the here and now again over Jack's bad influence on him o.o

But the joy was only short-lived. Greg immediately hopped to the next topic. Greg: "You have something to tell me?" Jack: "No!?"

Greg: "Did you really think you could keep this from me?" Omg! Of course Greg would sense that something is weird! Does he really know Jeb, Vlad and probably Kiyoshi (Jack isn't really convinced of that, since Kiyoshi is a deity now) feel attracted to him? How embarrassing! Jack just wants to hide somewhere!

Jack: "I'm not going to have a discussion about this with you." Greg: "Fine. I'll call Stefan. Meet him at the beach so you don't further stir the others. Get this solved!" Jack: "Yes, Sir." TMI: After Greg rescued baby Jack from the Lab, he brought him to 'Uncle' Stefan, a close friend, where Jack grew up.

Oh, how can I try to explain? 'Cause when I do he turns away again It's always been the same, same old story From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away I know I have to go

All the times that I've cried Keepin' all the things I knew inside It's hard but it's harder to ignore it If they were right I'd agree But it's them they know, not me Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away I know I have to go

Cat Stevens - Father and Son

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[theboys-inzoi]

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The Fox fell sound asleep as soon as he'd finished his bowl of Doenjang Jjigae, and Jack telling his tale. Jack picked him up and carried him to a more secluded place, beneath a shrubbery near the Moon Rabbit statue. How soft his fur was, and how sweet he looked now that he was sleeping. Not afraid, shy and wary like before. Jack would care for him and feed him. And maybe - one day - he would trust him and follow him home and then he'd be safe from whatever had caused his fear.

It was yet too early to go home. Leander would be still awake and Jack just couldn't face him after what he'd done. So Jack went to his safe place, Noxee's Bar - the ObNOXEEous. Here he'd get food that wasn't tied to foul obligations and strings that would suffocate him. And maybe Noxee had an idea what Dtui would charge from them. Noxee: "Oh my, I've heard what happened. Sit down. I know just what you need. Ramen, Star Wars and Makgeolli (raw rice wine)."

She always exactly knew what her customers needed. Lucky the man who'd be her partner one day. Jack so hoped she'd chose him. He worshipped the ground she was walking on, and he would make her so happy. Noxee spends a lot of time with Dtui, they work here side by side almost every day and she knew exactly what would come next. Noxee: "Just eat and watch your movie, hm? You know that even if I knew something - which I don't - I couldn't tell. To be honest, I'd rather expected you to pull such a prank. Dtui really isn't the type to interfere and lure someone in like this. It must be important, I guess." And Jack also knew that she couldn't go further into detail because the majority of Noxee's cusomers were just normal people. They had to be careful what they say. Not Jack's strong suit ö.ö And Noxee was right. Usually, he was the prankster among them. The emphasis here is on 'was' though. Jack: "Hey, I behave!" Noxee: "Yes, you do, even though it must be so hard. You can be proud of yourself." And then Jack's thoughts drifted again. She'd complimented him. She's so kind. Ach, and how beautiful she is. And clever. And funny. She's just perfect. One day, she will be his. Oh, yes. She will be his. Noxee: "Eat."

Jack delved into his ramen - and the movie. And soon he became Luke Jack Skywalker. Who rescued beautiful Princess Leia Noxee from the imperial prison. And if he weren't that distracted with Noxee's presence and scent and his food and everything else - as always - and had payed better attention, he would have figured that Princess Leia chose Han Solo, the Scoundrel...

Jack felt better now that he'd seen Noxee, watched a good movie and had some food that didn't put him into grave misery. He still wasn't ready to go home, so he thought he'd pay the 'Tarot Fortune Café' a visit. Maybe the cards could tell him what his future holds?

'It's advantegeous to invest in low-risk and safe places'... Hm.

This can only mean Gun-Il's intruments! So they'd solve the case of the wealthy couple! They'd be happy and satisfied and thankful and pay them well! He would be able to buy the drumkit and the keyboard - and Francine's grandson and him would form a band! A band! They'd have a rehearsal room - with electricity of course - and a functional fridge! Easy-to-please Jack took a glimpse into an awesome and bright future.

Meanwhile, back at home, Leander only hoped he did the right thing by telling the Kareems where to find what they were looking for. Why isn't Jack coming home? He would have agreed too, right? (TMI: The painting in the background is the first Leander painted ingame - a self portrait! What a crazy coincidence.)

Kareems payed well and they looked friendly and trustworthy. At least Mrs Kareem did. And Leander had seen his share of liars and fraudsters. He learned the hard way to tell one from another. With the money from this case alone they would be able to afford to move. And the word would spread and attract new clients. Jack deserved a better place to live. A young man like him had needs and wishes he couldn't fulfill here at this place - without electricity. A phone, a computer, a TV. Damn, they didn't even have a functional fridge - let alone a washing machine! Leander sighed. Or water in the kitchen...

Jack will be happy about the news. He'd tell him right tomorrow morning. And Dtui would see how diligently they were working and that they were respectable members of a community. Even if it was not 'their community', but it had to count. And maybe she'd let them off the hook . . . That would be nice . . .

And while Leander drifted into Morpheus' strong arms, Francine woke up. Huh, she must have fallen asleep on the bench on the sidewalk after Jack had left ö.Ö' Getting older is no fun sometimes...

Her bones ached. She stretched and went up to her grandson's room, and placed Boki on his empty bed. It is different this time, it had to be. She feels it.

Francine: "This is a present from Jack." . . . Francine: "His name is Boki, he's a sweet potato. You like sweet potatoes." . . . Francine: "Your friends need you."

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'Once your thought became a feeling I was breathing, I was there (I was there) Who am I? Would you believe it I’m a fallen angel and I said

Call out my name in the middle of the night When you are afraid, call out my name, yeah Call out my name in the middle of the night Yeah, call out my name

You know I’m your imaginary friend You know I’m here tonight to give you strength When there’s monsters on your ceiling I’ll keep you safe and I’ll keep you dreaming You know I’m your imaginary friend You know I am. It’s you and I until the end

Who am I? The Evolution I was born inside your dream Trust me I’m not a delusion Oh I am everything you wanna be'

Imaginary Friend - Itzy

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[gumnut-logic]

Five pick up and one drop off (Pick up 5)

Pick up 1 | Pick up 2 | Pick up 3 | Pick up 4 | Pick up 5

This one took a bit of wrangling, but here it is.

Monique first appeared when Scott needed a little roadside assistance.

I hope you enjoy her second appearance :D

-o-o-o-

Monique was his pickup truck and he loved her.

She had been red a long time ago, but nowadays she was more brown and just old. He did keep her maintained and she was definitely road worthy. But she was old. And when you’re old, things sometimes broke down.

Which is why Virgil Tracy, billionaire, International Rescue operative, engineer, artist, musician and coffee fan was currently lying in the weeds on the roadside under the old girl.

There was grease in his hair.

It was his fault really. He had been so busy of late; he hadn’t had time to get out to the farm and service her. And since she was no longer driven regularly, well, he had hoped, but this was inevitable.

Sorry, Grandpa.

He sighed. He wasn’t going to be able to fix this out here in the middle of nowhere country Kansas, and consequently he was stranded.

Looking at the state of the bearings involved he was lucky he had made it out here without seizing something up and coming to a very sudden stop.

“Sorry, Monique baby, but you’re not going anywhere for a while.” He sighed and reached for the rag he knew he would be needing.

“Virgil?”

He jumped.

Unfortunately, being under the car with little or no clearance, he whacked his head on the gearbox.

“Ow! John, what the-?”

“Virgil, you okay?”

His brother’s voice came from his collar comms, of course. Johnny was not standing next to the car. Though, come to think of it, Johnny would be preferable to the brother he knew he was going to have to call.

“I’m fine.”

“You don’t sound fine.”

“Jus’hit my head. What do you need?” Please not a rescue. He was on leave and leaving Monique on the side of the road was just wrong.

And he was working out logistics on how to get Monique into Thunderbird Two fast enough not to slow them down. But then she would be in the way and could compromise a mission, and damnit, he really didn’t want to leave her on the side of the road!

“Just checking in. You’ve been stationary in the middle of nowhere for some time now and its not like Monique has a computer I can interface with for a tech report.”

“You mean hack. My Lamborghini has not felt right since you played in her processor.”

“I needed information! You looked like you were being attacked!”

“I was being kissed, John. Clean your lenses.”

“Over the hood of your car.”

“I enjoyed it.”

“TMI, Virgil.”

Virgil couldn’t help grinning. It wasn’t often he won a verbal spar with his space brother. “I am fine, John. No kissing happening here.”

The frustrated groan from orbit only made him grin more.

“So you don’t want me to notify Gordon that you need rescuing?”

The grin vanished and it was Virgil’s turn to groan. Okay, needling John was never a successful ploy. One day he would remember that his brother was a genius and had all the answers.

A sudden banging on the side of his truck startled him enough to hit his head again. What the-?

“You okay down there, mate?”

Uh? Virgil pushed himself out from under his truck and found himself squinting up at a guy about his Dad’s age.

“Broken down?”

“Uh, yeah.” He got his feet under himself and leaning on Monique, stood up.

There was a giant black pickup truck on the other side of the road, three times the size of Monique. A sticker with flickering flame towards the rear declared ‘Burning dinos’.

“Need a hand?” The guy had a grey beard and hair, bit of a belly, and tattoo down one tanned arm.

Virgil grabbed that rag and wiped his hands best he could. “No, she’s not going anywhere, I’m afraid. Thanks for stopping, though.”

“Not a prob. Just doing the neighbourly thing.” The man frowned. “Say, are you from around here?”

“Not quite-”

“You look familiar.” The man’s frown deepened.

Uh, oh.

“You been on the HoloV?”

“Uh-“

The man peered at his face, enough for Virgil to have to take a step back and collide with Monique.

“You look a lot like one of those rescue guys. You know, the ones who fly those planes that make all that noise.”

“Well, yeah I-“

But then the guy was laughing. “Sorry, you must get that a lot.”

“Sometimes.”

“It’s not like one of those billionaires would drive something like that, is it?”

And he was gesturing at Monique.

Virgil frowned. “Well-“

“After all, I earn enough and look at my girl. She’s got everything I can afford and still she needs more.”

A glance at the black monstrosity and there was definitely no need for more. He seriously doubted the vehicle had ever done a lick of work, or in some cases, could.

He could hear his father saying it now - ‘she ain’t pretty, but she’s practical’. Dad always was function over form. Monique may be old and worn, but she’d earnt every scratch and scrape, and she wore them proudly.

“So, you doin’ her up?”

“What?”

“Your truck. She a work in progress?”

“No, she just needs some repairs. My brother will pick me up soon.” He really should call Gordon, despite the ribbing involved.

“Sure you don’t want a lift?”

“Yeah, thanks anyway.” Was it rude to hope the man would leave?

Probably.

Unfortunately, either way, he didn’t.

“So, what is it? The money?

“Excuse me?”

“The reason why you drive a broken truck.”

“Uh-“

“Just imagine if we had the money. You could fix up it up, give it a new paint job.” He arched an eyebrow at Monique. “Or buy a new one.”

“I like my truck as she is.” Bar a busted bearing or two.

The guy eyed Virgil like he had a disease. “Why?”

“She’s an heirloom.”

“I can see that.” He took a step back as if to really look at Virgil’s truck. “Is that a backyard eco-conversion?” A look of pure horror crossed the guy’s face.

“Yeah.” Dad and Grandpa had done it together back in the 2030s. Grandpa didn’t want to take the truck off the road, so the gas engine got the boot and Dad had helped him install the eco-conversion.

“You do realise an eco can’t compare to a traditional gasoline engine? My girl has six hundred horsepower under her hood. She works hard and plays hard. She can pull 15,000 pounds and not break a sweat.”

Virgil folded his arms. “Impressive.” Except for the whole burning hydrocarbons issue, deal breaker that it was. He wasn’t going to mention Monique’s specs, she was after all, more than she looked.

Besides, he could hear the sound of his girl in the distance. She could pull a lot of things.

Thunderbird Two shot into a low hover above Monique, tossing hair and grass alike, her roar all encompassing. “Hey, Virg, Johnny said you needed a lift?” Gordon’s voice bounced around as big truck guy’s jaw dropped.

“Thanks, Gordon.” Virgil turned to his companion and held out a hand. “Thanks again for stopping.”

The man’s hand was offered absently as he stared up at Virgil’s girl.

“You might want to stand back.”

He vaguely nodded and backed his way across the road to his truck.

“Gordon, grapples will do the job. It’s not far.”

“Aye, Captain.”

Virgil rolled his eyes and, pulling open Monique’s driver side door, climbed in and put on his seat belt.

The clunk of four magnetic grapples, a gentle tug, and Monique left the ground.

Virgil couldn’t help but look down at the man staring up at Virgil’s girl.

Was it wrong to enjoy the shock on the man’s face?

Probably.

-o-o-o-

[honeycrispjamz]

YEAH YOU GET IT Misty is Very Obviously a victim of sexual abuse(i also see her as having BPD), and after going through further trauma with the plane crash she latches onto ben to get the only kind of attention she's familiar with. the fact that ben, a Grown Ass Man who had to have gone through some kind of safeguarding training to be a teacher could only see that she's messed up after she fully breaks down when he tries to kill himself is insane to me. Misty would've listened to him if he sat her down and genuinely told her that what she's doing and what she wants him to do is wrong; that having a crush on someone she looks up to is Normal but actively wanting to pursue a sexual relationship with someone that's much older then her Isn't normal or safe. this is the kind of talk that he Should be able to have with her(an impressionable Child who would listen to him, because even outside of her attraction towards him she trusts and relies on him because he's Her Teacher) Even if he felt like he had to lie, even if he wouldn't be able to talk to her about that, he chose the absolute Worst option. it makes me so upset how nobody mentions how he Pretended To Groom Her for at least a month. it doesn't help them or their situation at all And will still be Even More traumatic for her (and further her belief that these kinds of relationships are okay for her to have) i could write so much more about this but its really late here.... i think about her a lot

This may be controversial but “pretend grooming” is almost if not just as bad as actually grooming because Ben might not go through with his “pretending,” but what happens when Misty goes back home? When Misty is a young, impressionable (now 18 at the time of the rescue) woman whose going to be thrusted into the public eye very quickly and now will have thousands if not Millions of men aware of her existence. She also goes off to college at some point so how does this affect her relationship with her professors?

This is a little tmi but last year I was assaulted by a professor of mine and the whole situation was insane and I can’t imagine how someone like Misty (who doesn’t have the same coping skills/learned boundaries as I do) would of reacted especially since Ben has now prepped her to be accepting of that type of behavior. Like just….

Also from one gay to another, he could have TOTALLY pulled the gay card on her if he didn’t want to at least be a decent adult/child educator. Like ur telling me Misty Quigley, the baby lesbian that owns cat sweaters and has a perm, wouldn’t have done like a 180 and made him her GBF like be fr lol. Now that’s a whole different situation but at least she’s not getting prepped to be sexually assaulted 😭

Also her having bpd is so real <//3 me and her twinning fr fr

[icharchivist]

very tmi about me but it's also related to why da4 hit that bad to me.

thing is my mental health is in tatters and it has been for a long while and i'm going to be blunt, i was hard suicidal when the game was announced.

Thing is, DA was always special to me because of the timing in which it entered my life. I mentioned it before but it was a time where i had genuinely no control over my life left, was in an abusive environment that would need micromanaging just to avoid the worst situations, and where the stress had triggered so many health issues i was physically disabled, unable to use my left hand, and had to drop out of school because i couldnt manage both that and the Home's level of stress (and not being able to use my hands kinda doomed me from the art school i was doing at the time).

DA was really the first time i could find myself some agency again, having the feeling that me micromanaging how people reacted to what i said was for something more positive than "being screamed at a little less today" (so when it's to hear the characters say they value your friendship so much by the end? bawling), and it hits on a lot of storybeats i really always was driven to (as i often joke about when i mention my fav band from when i was 13 has so many songs fitting Solas). It indulged so well on my background as an analyst too, it really just hit all the good spots.

And it gave me hope, too. Because there's a lot of stories of abuse in DA that, in the trilogy, all ends with "and you can get out of it". The world of DA is bleak and horrible but there's hope for recovery. there's hope for things to get fixed. You don't have to always be living in a broken state. Yeah the DA setting sucks, but you progressively can make it better with your choices. There's hope in that. In knowing you can have agency, power, to escape from abuse, to find yourself more than who you were twisted into for survival, to make things better. That coming from a broken life doesn't mean you can go on into a less broken future.

(and i'll bring up again how DAI especially destroyed me as a Chronic Pain On Left Hand Killing Me person. The fact i'm still haunted by Sera's codex where she's horrified about it just...)

So honestly my relationship with DA at the time especially was pretty much like being rescued from constant drowning. Sure it doesn't solve everything, my lungs are still aflame, but it really got me out of the water until i could finally leave this place. To me it's a major reason i stayed afloat. There's hope in that.

Waiting for the follow up had been a huge source of reasons why i held on for years. Just the idea i could tune in for da4 and get back to the universe kept me going. I would genuinely tell myself i can't die before it. I held on to my fav characters like a lifeboat, especially to DAI's characters who had come to mean a lot to me.

And you all know how normal I am about Solas (and can imagine that after saying I was isolated and constantly micromanaging how i talked to never trigger a crisis, I definitely related a lot to this sense of loneliness and this feeling of, he can't actually talk about the things he knows because he expects violence (like the one he received meeting the Dalish clans he mentions early on) so he has to be careful with every of his words to get an outcome that will cause the least of damages. While also remaining calm because anger isn't an option. Adding to the general vibe that my parents always made clear i shouldn't talk about a lot of things that happened in my life, but i don't like lying, so i've spent my life dancing around topics without fully lying, i'm like. I get him.)

But yeah the problem with that is that eventually we had no news for years and i have up lol. I followed everything that came out after DAI came out -- i watched Absolution on its release day, i read Tevinter Nights multiple times, i tuned in for every single comics despite not finding them that interesting. I read and caught up on *everything* ever attached to the DA IP. I even read halfway through the TTRPG book just to see if there was more to take from it. I read the cookbook for crying out loud. Who read the fucking cookbook.

but eventually there were no news anymore and i was tired.

Life is both easier than it used to be and have more challenges, and I have massive CPTSD that i've only been able to fully start to treat last year, and according to my therapists i'm in full "Post" of the Post stress disorder that is to say, that when you're too busy trying to survive you don't process everything that happened fully, and now that after nearly three decades I finally am no longer in survival mode, my brain came completely crashing down with all the stuff i have never dealt with when i was busy surviving.

So the last year have been extremely difficult. On another hand, i'm medicated, i have weekly therapist appointment and monthly psychiatrist appointment, i've been considered a case in crisis because i'm on a dangerous edge. I'm doing better, there's a lot of things I actually managed to fix in my life, the fact i'm medicated helps a lot, therapy helped me fix my relationship with my sister which i never thought was possible... But on the other, it's still so damn hard. Family is still its constant problems. I don't have proper restful nights because of CPTSD indulced nightmares. It's just hard.

When DA4 was announced last summer, i was genuinely doing so. so bad. I had given up on waiting. But once the trailer dropped and we had the date i just knew I Had To Live, For This. That i was lucky i managed to keep myself alive for so long now, just so i could play DA4. silly, but it's a reason to keep going.

So i worked harder on my therapy. A few months later is when i fixed my relationship with my sister. I was so excited i was finally motivated to do things. The few months that led to DA4 were some I was the most motivated to stay alive i've ever been since perhaps when i first played the DA games.

There were many discussions with my therapists then of "and after?" and "and what if the game is bad?" but i refused to think about it because my god for once i had something to keep me going, yaknow.

That's also why i tried so hard to be positive playing the game. So hard to see the bright sides, so hard to find things that would make me appreciate it more. I would be in denial everytime something didn't go my way.

But eventually the ending happened. I played all of act 3 in one day and i just thought. That's such a stupid game.

The conclusion to Solas' story upsetted me so much because of *waves hand* that all my therapists heard about it in depth now 😭 save me i'm a parody of myself.

But joking aside. It did genuinely feel like a blow to me.

A character defined for being lonely being mocked and punished with an eternity of loneliness to fix a mess left behind by his abuser who coerced him into being part of it. His careful wording retconned into full lying, and none of his words or suffering ever taken seriously. 3 stories of Abuse in the game and all of them ends with "actually Mother knew best, so don't fight against her."

And then more things upon reflection, like the lack of actual agency in the game, of no choice really mattering, of realizing Rook barely feels like a friend to this "found family", that you are accomplishing nothing because the story is set on a path of "everything will be good to you promise" that in the end it has no value whatsoever.

Nothing to believe in. No future to look forward to. Just restoring the old world like it has always been, as cruel as you remember it, because change to heal this wound would be too devastating otherwise.

Like staying into a survival mode to not experience the brutal way your brain will crash once you're finally alive for the first time in your life.

And the ending was framed as a good thing. As healing Solas from his regrets. To have his abuser tell him he needed to stop everything he started doing rebelling against her, and instead he should go be locked up to clean her mess.

It was devastating to me. It was so anti-thetical to the things that made connect into this plot on a personal level. It felt suffocating. It felt like being punished for fighting back. for hoping for a better future.

I genuinely did spend two weeks laying on my sofa, unable to do anything but staring at the ceiling, thinking about DA. I cried myself to sleep over how frustrated i was about it.

It feels so silly to say all of that over a video game. But i was purely in a state of shock.

such a shock that i admit i was wavering between killing myself and not even thinking about doing so because i felt too hollow to even feel alive enough to think there was anything left to kill.

I started to read other people being mad at the game to at least feel less crazy about it. Like i'm not the only one to think it fumbled itself so hard, right? right? I needed to find opinions that matched mine, somehow.

I was mutual with someone in the da fandom who really loved da4 and hated people bad talking it. I didn't want to post negativity for their sake, but eventually i posted something a little more cutting about the ending... and i realized i got blocked. And when i visited the blog just to be sure it was because i was blocked and not because they deleted or something, i found posts saying "if you don't like da4 you really need to check out for therapy, and i'm serious, because there must be something seriously wrong with you to not realize that the theme of the story is about healing from grief and moving on, and you probably never felt true grief before so you don't understand why it's a good thing."

and like. Not lying, this is still haunting me LMAO. I spent months trying to hold back my complains because i didn't want to rain on anyone's parade, but then a person blocked me for being mildly negative (it was a throwaway joke too about just "Solas should have tore down the veil and probably will do so in a few years when Rook is dead. trust." it wasn't even a serious complain???) and when i go to check in because i'm legit worried I read this shit. (blocking people you disagree with, esp when they follow you, is fine! this wasn't part of the problem! if i hadn't seen this post i would have just shrugged like "oh well, i get it.". It's seeing this specific post that made it feel insulting.) Kinda radicalize you into going "don't hold back on your bad feelings because the people who will look down on you for them are likely not even worth it.".

SO. ANYWAY. this is when i started to complain a lot more freely ngl lol.

But my point is... i'm not feeling good either. It's still hard to figure out why i'm still alive. I'm holding on to my anger and spite because it's all i have left, and it at least helps reminding me of why the first three games worked on me so much, and it still makes DAI a sanctuary i can safely return to.

For now at least my anger is fuelling me enough that complaining means i think less about Bad Things because at least i can properly process my emotions.

And many stuff happened in my life which means i have external reasons not to die. not exactly emotional motivation but like... so my sister is pregnant, since she's worried for her health i'm petsitting her cat until the end of the pregnancy, so it means my sister relies on me and if i die tomorrow it'll be very unconveniant for her. And her relationship is unstable atm so there's also the whole "my sister will need support when the baby is born so i have to be alive for her.". and it's what is keeping me going atm.

But not gonna lie?

One of the first thing i thought when i finished DA4, and that i think about regularly, is that it would have been better if i died before the game came out. This way I wouldn't have had to dealt with this whole mess and still would have my heart full for this.

I feel like i missed my window in a way because i was really hopeful about this game. It's very frustrating.

and of course like. I know if you're reading this you're probably thinking it is a good thing, and it is, and maybe in years i'll also look fondly back on how it kept me going in some way.

But if anything i am so frustrated that it locked me into this thoughtpattern.

because i believed in the game and i wanted it to be good so damn bad, man. And now i feel like i would have been better not playing it and it made me lose my shot.

So there's a lot of personal frustration going on in all of this. I wish i could say it's just a game and i can move on, but unfortunately i have Issues and this game pressed exactly on those.

Now at least complaining about it does help ease the wound a little, and i just started a supplementary medication so hey, maybe i'll be more emotionally stable sooner than later enough and it will all look like a bad dream.

But as for now, well. Turns out keeping on bitching can be reason enough to hold on in life. That's what matters.

But that's why i'm extra spiteful about DA4. for the Extra Personal Lore that isn't focusing fully on the text, but instead focusing on my feelings as a person, for a change.

[silver-inked-quill]

✨Masterlist✨

{Requests open}

🖤Lord of the Rings

The one who reads the sky (Legolas x reader- fluff cute)

What hearts endure (Legolas x reader- fluff cute)

🖤Marvel

The Falcon and the Owl (Sam Wilson x Stark!reader)

Pinned (Bucky x reader- spicy)

🖤Duskwood

Episode 7½ (all parts) (completed)

Broken promises (on going)

🖤Bat family

Time is running out (oc)

🖤Shadowhunters

For my Parabatai (tid Jem and Will)

Lacking the bond (Julian Blackthorn x Emma Carstairs)

Lean on (Alastair Carstairs x Thomas Lightwood)

Drusila x Ash

The Slaughterhouse (Simons Twin)

Time Warp (Matthew Fairchild x Lightwood Reader TMI) : 1 2(on going)

The Last Hours of a Herondale: 1 2 3 4 5 6

Last hours of a Herondale AO3 (complete chapters, on going)

🖤Harry Potter

Rebirth p.1( George x reader)

🖤9-1-1

Eddie Diaz

Detective's rescue

The Abduction

[mecachrome]

why are you a dallas stars fan / how did you pick your team?

good question anon 💚 i've actually only been to texas twice in my life (first time for cota in 2023, second time at the start of 2024 to watch stars games in dallas 🥰 got to experience the beauty of h-e-b and 3L coke bottles but i still haven't been to BUC-EES which is my real dream...)

anyway i think finding a team can happen via many random and organic means!!! tmi but i did grow up a shorks fan + my dad being québécois followed the habs in his youth, so i have residual fondness for both teams (monty is actually my fav goalie... my babieeee), and i've been in hockey fandom for way too long that i've cycled through many a blog in this fandomsphere. i actually used to run hockeyofcolor with oomfs and would make copious amounts of MCDAVID gifsets... oh to be 16 again.

ok sorry for getting off-track but to answer your question, a large part of it was getting into robo! the sharks are also somewhat intrinsically tied to the stars and when i was following the team in their prime obviously pavs was a huge, integral part of the roster, and the way he was dumped to make room for k*ne of all players left a terrible taste in my mouth, so i just thought that the narrative of our top line (robo, roop, pavs — all 2nd round or later picks) was so delicious given their respective draft stocks and how they blossomed into such a well-oiled offensive machine despite the deficits of bones d&c hockey and pavs previously being written off as past his prime. i do really like "unassuming" players who are undervalued and become analytical outliers capable of outsmarting their physical limitations, and robo is suchhh a wonderful example of that (play smart not hard, also people don't really expect him to be able to Pound Da Focking Body even though he's 6'3 which is always hilarious. but he has really high hockey IQ and is inevitable BECAUSE he understands positioning and can read plays so well). robo is also really inspiring to me because he's #wasian #filipino #californian princess and it's just sweet to see an asian player thrive at that level. also loveee that he's noted normal guy with high school sweetheart recent law school graduate gf lame as hell loves the game ipad baby goalie obsessed Polite Cat literally the most oscar piastri coded hockey player OAT

there's also a really strong familial bond across the team in the most embarrassing like "why are YOU crafting father-son narratives with a guy who's 2 years younger than you" way and the amount of times we've traded for an Infamous Locker Room Menace only for him to immediately be rehabilitated by the power of love and selfless sacrifice on our team as if they're in a The Dodo hopecore rescue video is ridiculous 😭 we've lost some precious pieces in the past few seasons and i've been really nervous about robo trade rumors but there's so much LOVE on this team and we have such fun dynamics from the finnish mafia clique to robo noted goaliefucker to pavs taking johnny in and wedge taking harls in and the baby rookies living in each other's pockets... T__T "a little less for a lot more" = being our playoff slogan aka sacrifice personal glory for the end goal is really how mclaren plays the team game too and even though WE'VE fallen short in the wcf continuously it's sweet to see the buy-in into that vision.

[kanekoii]

idk if u write 4 poly but could i request for poly headcanons for meloco/kotoka/reader or scarle/aia/reader??

lyra’s notes -> an attempt was made-

pairings -> poly! meloco kyoran, kotoka torahime x gn! reader, poly! scarle yonaguni, aia amare x gn! reader

genre -> headcanons

song -> give me your TMI - stray kids

warnings -> poly relationship, some food mentions

MELOCO & KOTOKA ->

chaotic. hectic even. your two girlfriends are both very chaotic and beautiful people. lots of booba. so much booba. imagine the cuddle piles with them too??! heavenly. kotoka is a little bit of a jealous type so please take extra care of her and reassure her that you love her just as much as you love meloco. imagine dates with them, going to a cat cafe with one girlfriend who is a little sunshine and the other who is her polar opposite, it’s adorable really. meloco is a very chill person, so dates with her would be very chill, usually staying home with you and watching movies. dates with koto, she prefers to go out to cafés or shopping with you.

AIA & SCARLE ->

i think a relationship with the two of them would be so adorable! your two girlfriends absolutely love going on dates with you together! holding hands with the both of them and walking through the streets on warm days, shopping together, watching movies! dates with aia alone would be very adorable! imagine her with a new kitten she rescued and spending time with your new fur baby! scarle’s dates would also be super chill, probably just cooking together. all in all, i want to write more for both of these because i had so much fun with this <3

[elysianstars]

Got my labret piercing recently but AT WHAT COST.

Okay so with a traditional labret, the hole sits just beneath your lower lip, and the end of the bar is fixed inside your mouth. Which means there are extra rules for while it's healing, besides the general 'keep it clean and don't mess with it'. Some of these are tougher to follow than others.

Only eat soft foods while you've got the starter bar in, because if you bite hard into something crunchy and your teeth catch the bar, you will not like what happens. Okay, I can do that. My first post-piercing meal was an extremely mindful bowl of soup.

Possible TMI, but don't let your mouth get too closely acquainted with any part of someone else's body. Fine, not only can I manage that, but I also refrained from making stupid jokes about how it's sooo tragic for my significant other. I'm sure the piercer has heard that before, and doesn't want to hear it again.

Keep it away from animals. This means I am not supposed to bury my face in the soft baby fur of my cherished rescue cats and kiss their little heads several times a day. Needless to say, I'm constantly breaking this rule without even thinking about it.

I am willing to make sacrifices for the sake of looking awesome, but I CANNOT limit my crazy cat person impulses sorry.

[satureja13]

And while Saiwa and Jeb were not woohooing in their quarters, Jack and Vlad didn't woohoo either - they had other worries. Something was heading directly towards them! Vlad: "What is this 'thing'? A space junk yard? Why is it so fast!?" Jack: "Or it's a giant garbage ball from launched via mob-obtained rocket into space in 2052, in an attempt to alleviate a crippling rubbish problem?" (That was an episode of Futurama ^^')

It was Vlad and Jack's first shift together at the bridge and they'd been so excited to command a space ship - and now this. Starfleet protocol hadn't prepared them for this either... Since the communiction system and many other crucial systems and devices of the ship had been destroyed by a raging cat alien, they don't have many options.

Jack: "Whatever it is - it's on collision course! It will hit us! Are our Photon Torpedoes operational?" Vlad: "This is a science ship, I'm not sure if we even have any torpedoes - or other weapons..." Jack: "What now?" Everything about space had been more exciting in the Star Wars movies...

Vlad and Jack were just trying to alter their route in the autopilot, when that 'thing' raised a panel which said: "RUBYN SENT ME"

Jack: "Omg! Rubyn sent someone to help us!" Vlad: "Let's call the others and open the dock!"

They gathered in the cargo bay and greeted their savior. Dayn: "Hi, I'm Dayn. Rubyn is so worried! She thought you'd starve. But I see you have livestock on board." Saiwa: "What? No! They're our friends. We don't eat them. They'd rather eat us ^^'"

After they introduced themselves, the curious cat creature also came over to see what all the commotion was about. Dayn: "Omg Lenny! You're here! Albaleyh and the kids are missing you!" (So that's the pet that went missing! And his name is Lenny.)

Dayn: "But why did you run away? The kids are so sad they lost their father and then you ran off without a word!" Lenny: "Mau mau-mrauf. Mreouuwl!" Dayn: "Oh! I see. Since it was kind of your fault B.D got arrested while he searched for your friend, you felt guilty and you wanted to participate in rescuing him? And you ran away without a word because Albaleyh would have stopped you?" Lenny: "Mref!"

Saiwa: "You can understand him?" Dayn: "You don't?" Saiwa: "Eh... no?" Dayn picked Lenny up. Dayn: "You could have messaged us after the ship started." Lenny meowled again. Dayn: "Oh, you couldn't because you'd been so afraid of these Boys? I see." Saiwa: "We'd been afraid of him too ^^'"

Saiwa: "But why does Lenny feel guilty?" Dayn: "I thought Albaleyh told you what happened? Lenny's friend, the vaccum bot, vanished in the transporter beam and on their search for him, B.D got arrested because he stole that shuttle and a TIE fighter from the first order..." (The whole story starts -> here) Saiwa: "A vacuum bot? B.D got arrested while they searched for a vaccum bot for a cat creature?" Dayn: "No. They were searching for a good friend of a very precious crew member. Right, Lenny?" Lenny: "Mreaouw!" Saiwa sighed.

to be continued...

TMI: Dayn and Lenny are so happy to meet again. They go a long way back. Seven years! Lenny had been a stowaway on Dayn and Cecilia's ship ^^'

'She don't wanna say Where she's gone away But she's on replay In my, in my brain I'll do what it takes Any time or place We can turn a break up into an outbreak'

The Vamps - Oh Cecilia Original by Simon and Garfunkel

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[sonicasura]

Transformers Prime: Toonsanity

Yes, I'm going back to the Weretoons with Transformers idea well specifically the Prime version. Rescue Bots will have it's respective post so don't you worry! Let's get started.

Miko lives in Jasper with her Weretoon foster father instead of canon's host family. She is already Jack and Raf's friend but they don't know about her Weretoon nature. A common rule that's not just for the safety of other Weres but people close to them. Every werecreature has a respective hunter and those for Weretoons are extremely dangerous to put it simply.

The two boys would've been left unaware if wasn't for the fateful encounter with the Autobots. (Miko is still a chaos agent and being a Weretoon just amps it up.) It doesn't really take long for everyone to find out either.

Weretoons tend to carry a small bottle of ink on them as it triggers the Toon transformation instantly. An emergency tool to be precise. What better time to use it than on a hostile alien spaceship full of trigger happy robots?

Like any other Toon, Miko has a hammer space with her preferred cartoony weapon being a giant mallet. Jack pretty much felt like he was going insane at this upon seeing his friend flatten a Vehicon into a metal pancake. Raf is taking it a bit better than him. The bots however...

Ratchet: What in the pits is this?!!! *Points at Toon!Miko*

Miko: *eating a carrot she pulled from her hammerspace* What's up, Doc? Never met a Weretoon before? Congrats on being not only the first non-Weretoon aligned doctor but the first 'normal' doctor I done this joke with!

Jack: *notices everyone staring at him* Hey, don't look at me! I didn't know about this until now!

Ratchet obviously grilled Miko for answers as he barely knows how to treat humans! Now he has to worry about an unknown subspecies getting injured or ill. Miko explaining the whole 'Weretoons' thing so nonchalantly didn't help either. (Optimus wrote everything in stride as the unknown reawakens the archivist within.)

Ratchet shuddered knowing others can be infected and rather not find out if Cybertronians are susceptible. (They are Ratty. It's another reason why Miko wears a mouth guard. A simple bite with their actual teeth is all a Weretoon needs to turn someone even if they don't penetrate skin or metal.)

No one purposely tries to test Miko's squash and stretch capabilities whenever she's in toon form. Doesn't stop a cartoony shenanigan from occuring. Or the fact every single bot on the team has fallen for the inherent gag trying to get Miko outta harm's way like in every other cartoon.

Examples:

Bulkhead got whacked in the face by his own lob ball as it preceded to roll off the shelf after Miko.

Optimus somehow slipped on a banana peel and accidentally falls on Bumblebee from trying not to squish the Weretoon.

Ratchet crashes into the ceiling when Jack's knife set is hurtled at Miko with the medic taking said blades to the aft. (Toon law: Anyone struck by a pointy object always launches upwards.)

Miko reveals her beast form during the Scrapheap episode. She gotten pissed when some Scraplets had munch on a metal custom road plate her dad made for her room. Never anger a toon who can turn into a serpentine dragon like mole cause Miko chased the little pests everywhere with a vengeance.

Jack already resigned to the insanity after this little reveal. He's just glad they got a heavy hitter that the Scraplets couldn't munch on. Optimus and Arcee were really confused about this new development but let Miko help warm them up. (She runs hot as a mole dragon plus long enough to coil around someone OP's size.)

Hostage situations with Miko will always go wrong for the kidnapper. She either slips out their grasp like a snake or go beast mode on their ass. Makeshift learns that moles bite especially if they're half dragon.

Knockout and Starscream doesn't have fun with Miko during their respective encounter either(TMI/Rock Bottom.) Her claws can do more than just dig through dirt as she left behind pretty larges gashes on their frames. Starscream and Knockout constantly about still finding sand in their frame.

The ugliest confrontation between Miko with a Decepticon is Predaking. Dragons aren't exactly friendly towards each other as they are territorial as fuck. (Moles are even moreso.) Especially if it involves a claim. Her friends and the Autobots' can be considered Miko's plus considering Predaking is more dragonlike...

She fucking mauls the Predacon with their respective breath attacks leaving freshly made glass everywhere. Ultra Magnus had to hold Miko like an angry extra long ferret so she didn't fly after the retreating Decepticons. Our girl may be strong but not invincible.

Toons can have their own rules turned against them plus Miko can't sustain her toon form for long. She's got an hour to an 1 hr 30 minutes before reverting back. Then there's the threat born from the film 'Who Framed Rodger Rabbit': The Dip.

It can burn a Weretoon in their human form but becomes truly lethal if they are a toon. Dip is their wolfsbane and is the main tool in a Cartoon Hunter's arsenal. Two things Miko wasn't happy to explain to the bots when movie night came around.(Bumblebee apologized btw.)

It's gonna take awhile for the Decepticons to find out. Sadly a certain mechanical based organization knows about Weretoons...and most are hunters. Or that one particular spider bot might add Miko to her list of targets too.

For Miko's father, he'll remain mostly anonymous. This is because I want to keep the main ides separate from any extra doses of insanity should it peak my interest. Like making her foster father Dynamite Anton from Antonball/Antonblast.

What better way to do the 'Meet the Father' bit than this fucker throwing hands with a bunch of moles, called BALLBUSTERS, because their boss Satan stole his booze. (The literal plot for Antonblast.) It would obviously have the fandom wide headcanon of Anton being a demon and his demon form being usually portrayed like this. (Can't resist the sheer irony when you consider the fact Optimus is basically robot jesus in most iterations of the series.)

Things are gonna be chaotic with Ratchet wanting a drink either way it goes.

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TMI Tuesday:

What is your rescue team in Mystery Dungeon? I remember when I played it, I got to be an Eevee.

Both of my Mystery Dungeons (Blue rescue and DX), I got Charmander, and chose Pikachu as my partner. Then for Explorers of Time, I got Torchic, I still chose Pikachu. I like having Pikachu as a partner.

I play as Charizard now, with my favorite move, Heat Wave.