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RWBY Volume 8 Finale Review/Remix: The Final Word

The finale is here, and oh sweet fucking hell we were not ready for all that it brought us. These are the notes the series is leaving us on for the next 6 months, and the majority of them are not good feelings to dwell on for half a year. Let’s try and dissect them a little bit and hope the pain is a little less painful, okay?

Before even addressing the episode content I want to talk about the disclaimer and the episode description. Mental health is incredibly important, and if you are having issues or highly stressful or dangerous thoughts, there is no shame in seeking professional help or confiding in your loved ones so they know what you’re dealing with. The content presented within this chapter can be highly upsetting to some people, and it addresses themes of suicide and death worse than we have seen thus far. If you or a loved one are having suicidal thoughts, Rooster Teeth provides a number you can call for helpful resources and people. The episode description also features a line lifted straight from this Volume’s intro song “sometimes it’s worth it all to risk the fall”. Wouldn’t you know it, that’s the part of the theme that plays when Team RWBY falls through the ice and into the ominous underwater clutches of Grimm arms. With Yang being the one who falls first and farthest. How symbolic.

We start off strong and stressful, fading in on the still dissolving Monstra to see Salem is still reforming herself. She’s not done yet, but it looks like it’s getting close... Going to a different powerhouse with white hair, Winter is fighting hard against Ironwood but not really gaining any ground. He keeps blocking her attacks with his cannon, and worse still he keeps trying to explain why he’s right. He shouldn’t be blamed for any of this because he’s been sacrificing so much for the mission. Except, as she points out, he hasn’t. He’s sacrificed a lot of other people or made them sacrifice everything for him and on his orders. He hasn’t actually sacrificed anything himself, because his ego won’t allow it. He thinks he’s too important to actually give up his own life even if it means saving anyone else. Cuz that’s not what this is about. He says he’s doing what’s best for Remnant but it’s really what’s best for him and his image and his confidence, such as shutting down major commerce routes and destroying half of the Kingdom just because it was lower income neighborhoods full of commoners. But might makes right in this fight, and Ironwood is currently smacking Winter around with his might so it’s an uphill battle for justice.

Speaking of uphill battles, we go back through the portals to see the continuation of Maiden Bowl 2021 as Cinder keeps blasting Penny around before Weiss comes in on a Lancer summon to save her friend and fellow Atlesian. In a very brief shift from the action Jaune reminds Nora their top priority is evacuating the civilians, so that’s our clue that they probably won’t be jumping into the fight any time soon. Back on the Lancer, Penny tells Weiss that since Cinder wants the Maiden power she can act as bait and lure the Fall Maiden away so the others can safely get away. Weiss doesn’t like that idea, but before they can think of an alternative the summon is shot down and they land hard on the main crossroads of the paths before the gate into Vacuo. Neither of their Aura’s are broken, but they do need a moment to get back on their feet as Cinder lands between them and their escape. Penny is the first back up, and stands between her foe and her friend pleading for the madwoman’s undivided attention so the Staff doesn’t get snatched and Weiss isn’t killed in this moment of recovery. But Cinder’s eyes are bigger than her stomach and she wants every bit of power and importance before her. Before she can swoop in to destroy all she sees and claim all she wants... Cinder gets double boot kicked in the face by Blake. The interruption gives Cinder momentary pause and in that time the Faunus pleadingly kicks her silver haired teammate back into high gear. That’s a whole lot of flowery language when I could just say “After she swoops in and kicks Cinder in the face, Blake tells Weiss to get up”, but this is my last review for months and I wanna give you your money’s worth. Weiss runs off to go help elsewhere, while Blake and Penny engage with Cinder.

But we don’t have time to see how that fight goes right now, because we have to turn our attention to the sky. Even though he was the one to crash through the windshield and attack her, Qrow wants to talk Harriet down and not fight. He tries to explain and apologize for his culpability in Clover’s death, but she really doesn’t want to hear that name right now. She actually gets so mad that he’s trying to talk her down that she cuts the ropes holding down the bomb and slams her fists on the floor of the ship so it’ll tilt back and the bomb will fall out onto the city below. Qrow leaps into the path of the sliding bomb and tries to stop it, which just infuriates Harriet more cuz he just keeps interfering. But the interference doesn’t stop there, because Vine grabs the back of the airship and we see he’s being held sturdily to the roof of Robyn’s airship by Elm. We can assume Marrow is inside recovering from tanking an explosion, but Hare’s fellow Ace Ops have fully changed their tune and don’t want her to finish this mission. She screams at them for making this all the more difficult for her, but they’re doing this out of kindness. As possibly the smartest yet most obvious thing she’s said all Volume, Elm admits that YES, the Ace Ops are friends and care about each other outside of the professional sense. And as a friend, Elm doesn’t want her to risk her life for a dumb act of cruelty from a bitter man. Before Hare can fully process this news and express her regrets, the bomb slips further towards the open door and Qrow gets pushed aside with a dismayed cry. In a last act of desperation that I had a hard time understanding at first, he pulls out Clover’s lucky pin and seems to pray to it. I thought he was about to throw it in the path of the bomb so it would get wedged and damage the pin beyond repair for the sake of stopping its momentum. But no, he was just hoping for a little of Clover’s good luck to have rubbed off on the pin. And as if from beyond the grave, some luck does come to them. The bomb stops moving just as it’s teetering towards the edge, and they all breath a sigh of relief... before Watts remotely activates the countdown anyway because he’s a bastard.

Back in the in-between dimension, Ruby is still trying to subdue Neo and is being flawlessly countered at every turn. Neo practically looks bored by all this, just waiting for Ruby to get tired out so she can kill her. Ruby gets knocked down but before Neo can cut through the last of her Aura for the kill Weiss skates in on her glyphs and delivers a proverbial one-two punch of attacking with Myrtenaster and the Staff of Creation. Neo blocks the first but the second knocks her backwards into a portal. Seeing this from a distance frustrates Cinder as she continues to rather easily hold off Penny and Blake, so easily in fact that she knocks Blake off the ledge with a single blast and Penny has to fly off and save her. Weiss helps Ruby back to her feet and encourages her to keep fighting for the sake of avenging Yang/ surviving so her loss wasn’t in vain. The two of them being in close proximity is just what Cinder was hoping for though, and she creates a hot spot beneath them set to explode and send them flying. I’m really not sure what else to call it, but she does it fairly frequently so you know what I’m referring to. Looks like a glyph but it’s just fire. Weiss notices the danger first, and shoves Ruby out of the way while handing her the Staff in the same motion. By the time Ruby realizes she’s being saved, Weiss has already been knocked into the air... and falls back down on the same platform. Thank goodness for small miracles, though it does take out all of Weiss’ Aura so she won’t be able to save herself with glyphs if anything else happens. Ruby doesn’t have time to help her partner because Neo comes charging back in and reengages her attack, and now it’s harder to defend because she can only handle Crescent Rose with one hand now that she’s carrying the Staff with the other. Ruby is sent flying onto a pathway while losing the Staff to Neo, and Crescent Rose fully falls over the edge and leaves her disarmed.

From one speedster panicking in the face of danger to another, we go back to the airships and you better get a tissue ready. Qrow has discovered the autopilot is forcibly engaged and they can’t undo that, so he says their safest bet is abandoning ship and trying to get out of the blast radius. Harriet has gone full depressive breakdown and says the countdown is too far along for them to flee in time, so they’re all doomed and it’s her own damn fault. I would certainly agree, but it’s hard to try and hold that against her right now. Elm and Vine share a look before Vine leaps aboard and carefully lifts Harriet off the ship and into Elm’s arms. He looks at the bomb, then he looks at his own hands, and we realizes what he’s planning at the same time Elm does. Well, maybe she realized it when they shared that look, but it certainly sinks in now. He insists that he can and will because it’ll mean his dear friends will be safe. Harriet breaks down in tearful screams and has to be dragged inside, while Qrow shares a look with Vine and jumps out to fly away. Maybe he was trying to say “We appreciate this sacrifice, thank you for choosing the right side, Clover would be proud of you for looking out for the team like this”, who’s to say? I’d certainly like to think so because that would be a very meaningful goodbye. Vine spreads his arms and brings his palms back together in front of him in a very zen pose, presumably as he gathers and focuses his Aura. Then he sends out eight energy tendrils that spread out and become an Aura bubble around the airship, and we see it keep flying for a few more seconds while we pan back to get the view from the rest of the Ace Ops and the birds. BOOM, the bubble is stretched in several places by the force of the explosion, then it dissolves and releases heavy smoke. The bomb has gone off, the ship is gone, and Vine has died. But no one down in Mantle was affected, and the other 3 Ace Ops are okay if not heavily depressed by this new loss. He was a hero.

Speaking of heroes doing bold things, Neo came down onto the path Ruby is on and the young huntresses has been pushed back to the edge trying to get some distance from her. She tells the little psycho “I hope it was worth it”, and raises her arms as if surrendering to her fate. When Neo takes the bait and lunges at her, Ruby falls backwards over the edge and swoops back around with her semblance to shove her foe over the edge, though Neo does manage to hold onto the edge and avoid plummeting to her presumed death. Before Ruby can catch the Staff Neo threw in the air, Cinder blasts her in the back with fire and wipes out her Aura. The force of the attack also knocks her over the edge as well, where she is able to grab onto Neo’s legs. Cinder kicks the Staff into the air and catches it, then looks over the edge at the two hanging on for dear life. You’d be forgiven for assuming she’ll reach down and save Neo since she just apologized to her last episode, but instead she stretches her arm further down and takes the Lamp from her. Cinder is unmatched in her ability to hold a grudge, and Neo threatened to leave her to face Salem’s wrath over the loss of the Lamp over text two episodes back. She makes the backstabbing official by kicking Hush (Neo’s parasol in case you forgot the name they’ve never actually said in canon) over the edge and telling her now ex-partner “You never should have threatened me”. Ruby seems to be charging her silver eyes, but before she can do anything Cinder tells her she should have never been born and bashes Neo’s gripping fingers with the blunt end of the Staff. Both young women fall helplessly, but Cinder’s attention is drawn by Penny flying in carrying Blake since the two of them yell their friend’s name in dismay. Cinder sends a fireball at them but Blake gets thrown ahead while Penny takes the hit. Blake grabs Ruby out of the air and throws Gambol Shroud up to anchor into a path and let them swing to safety, but Neo is not saved and disappears into the void offscreen. The save works and it seems like they’ll be safe... but Cinder shoots a fireball that cuts the ribbon. Both Blake and Ruby fall into the the void and disappear, leaving a very upset Penny. If anyone is more anguished than her it’s Weiss, who grabs Gambol Shroud and shoots Cinder, her hands trembling and eyes welling with tears. The bullets do very little damage but it gets Cinder’s attention.

Jaune and Nora meet up in front of the gate into Vacuo, and he instructs her to go through and get them backup for this fight. They part with determined smiles, but our hearts sink with the knowledge that the Vacuo portal is one way so Nora won’t be able to accomplish this last mission for him. Her self doubts are gonna take a real serious plummet from this. Stupid well played dramatic irony... Cinder is knocking Weiss around and mocks her for being the last one standing by implying she let the others die to save herself because she’s a selfish Schnee only looking out for herself. We know damn well that’s the farthest thing from the truth and Cinder has never cared enough to understand the bonds of Weiss’ friendships. As many have pointed out, this is a tragic departure from the promise Ruby made at the start of Volume 6 that Team RWBY wouldn’t leave Weiss side for even a second while they were in Atlas. But she’s still not alone because Penny blocks a beam of fire heading for Weiss and Jaune glides in to slam Cinder with his shield and use the gravity Dust to knock her back even more. As Penny points out, Cinder knows nothing of friends and we can clearly see Weiss still has some to stand with her. And stand they do, Weiss now dual wielding her own sword as well as Blake’s. Before Cinder can try to triumph in the face of these seemingly stacked odds, her Grimm arm starts convulsing and she screams with pain. The heroes share a confused look, but Cinder soon settles down and smirks with the realization of what this means. Salem has fully reformed, which gives Cinder new confidence that she puts to good use with a shockwave of fire to knock the good guys back a few paces. She tosses fiery glass swords at Jaune and Wiess but Penny deflects both of them and flies right at Cinder, who counters with a fiery kick to the ground. Whether Penny diverts the row of fire in front of her to spread to her sides instead or Cinder intentionally made the V shape to make dividers between the three heroes is unknown, but before anyone can react to this new obstacle Penny is stabbed in the chest by Cinder’s Grimm claws. The poor girl really has been made flesh and blood, because her wounds are bleeding while Cinder starts draining the Maiden power from her. Between the Amity fight and this encounter, I have to wonder what percentage of the powers have gone to Cinder by this point vs how much Penny still has... As her vision starts to blur and she falls onto her back, Penny sees Weiss charge in to attack Cinder and stop her from continuing to absorb Penny’s power and then Jaune come kneel over her and start healing her. He saved Weiss from a similar wound and this time he’s starting the process far more promptly, there are very good odds he could save Penny. But the problem here is time, Cinder isn’t going to let him complete the job and Weiss is sorely outmatched. She does see an alternative, but it’s heart shattering to hear from her. Jaune can kill her here and now and let her decide who will be in her final thoughts. They can’t risk Cinder stealing the Winter Maiden powers as well as having both relics, so ending Penny’s life quickly is unfortunately necessary. Penny begs him to trust her on this and let her choose how she dies since she didn’t get the opportunity to choose many things about how she lived. She obeyed her father’s wishes, followed Ironwood’s orders, went along with her friends’ plans, etc. Some of those times were good and she was glad she did what she did. But choice is the attribute of one of the relics for a reason, it’s a key part of humanity, and with her last moments she wants to express hers.

We cut back for brief moments a couple times during this very tense moment to see Winter’s fight with Ironwood juxtaposed with her sister’s losing struggle with Cinder, and the audience is meant to wonder which of the Schnee sisters Penny might be about to bestow the upper hand to in the form of Maiden power. Or she could think of Ruby and the power would go to her as proof she and the others didn’t die, or it could go to Nora because of the moments they shared discussing finding your whole self? We literally won’t know until she’s dead, and I’m not rushing to get to that point. Jaune looks at his own hesitant reflection in his sword, and for the first time it really seems to sink in that this is a sharpened steel weapon with lethal capabilities. It always seemed like the least impressive weapon in a world of giant scythes and wrist mounted shotguns, but we fear its blade more than anything in this moment. Weiss seems about to be killed, having had Gambol Shroud knocked from her hand into the abyss, when Cinder is distracted by Jaune screaming and weeping as we see both tear drops and blood drops fall to the floor by Penny’s lifeless body. The argument has been made that this was a bad move from a narrative standpoint, that he was only the one to get the kill or Penny only died so Jaune could get more angst and importance in the story, and various other points that add up to a lot of dislike for the character. I can’t even accurately articulate the argument because I give so little credit to its accuracy or plausibility. I even want to say, though there’s no way to back it up and its just me giving a little benefit of the doubt to theatrics, that he only made such a ruckus after the kill because he knew it would spare Weiss for a few moments longer. Cinder is going to see Penny dead and know the powers are not hers so she’ll go ballistic on Jaune for taking that away from her, and the heat will be off Weiss. Speaking of bad beatings, Winter gets pistol whipped and is about to lose too. But with the dripping of the blood soaked sword, the screen goes white and we see Penny hopping on the balls on her feet waiting for someone to arrive in this empty white void. They do, and she greets them with one last “SALUTATIONS!~” that made me cry even remembering. The one she has chosen to inherit her power is Winter, and when she finds out she’s here because she was the one in Penny’s last thoughts it seems to break her heart. But Penny would have it no other way, it was supposed to go to Winter anyway, she was the one who intervened and made things complicated. Winter disagrees with that though, Penny has proven far more worthy of these powers than an blindly obedient soldier like her. Penny was always more human where it counted and Winter was the machine, but Penny takes her hands and assures her she was plenty human enough by being a good friend. The powers start to go from one woman to the other and Winter tries to say that she’ll always remember Penny after she’s gone, or at least I assume that’s the heartfelt sentiment she’s going for, but our sweet redhead reminds her of her own words when Fria died. She won’t be gone, she’ll be a part of Winter now. That makes Winter feel a little better, and Penny gives her a smile as she fades away. Penny Polendina was a very cheerful girl, and she died happy in the knowledge she helped so many who will call her friend.

Winter reawakens on the floor of the Vault with Ironwood saying she’s finally reached the destiny he chose for her, as if this will suddenly make him a good person or convince her to change her allegiances back to him. She staggers to her feet and rises in a whirlwind of blue snow, Jimmy realizing all too late he might actually have miscalculated and be in danger now. I really love her defiant response to him, but I feel like it could have been a little more powerful with a small addition. Observe. “You chose nothing. This was a gift... from my best friend.” Either way, he realizes he now has an even stronger Winter Maiden as his enemy and tries to take her down with his greek fire cannon, but she creates a shield of ice that reflects the blast back at him. From the horrified expression he makes and the power we saw this weapon have against mortal man, I fully expected this to be Ironwood’s death. Hoisted by his own petard, no one to blame but himself for this fate. He could have not attacked her and he’d be fine, he could have decided to stop anywhere along this path and been spared. Defeated by someone literally made stronger with the power of friendship and trust, while he has been paranoid and severing bonds all this time. But no... he lives cuz it was a weakened blast after the redirect, or he still had his Aura to protect him, or whatever logic you want to use. Regardless, he’s down for the count right now and Winter flies away to deal with more important problems. He’s been removed from power and is only a major threat in his own mind, she doesn’t care anymore. As could have been expected, Cinder is outraged over what Jaune has done and attacks him rather than finishing off Weiss. He knocks her flying tackle back with his shield but she rebounds with a sword swipe he meets in kind. Blood stained steel meets tempered glass, and the steel loses. Jaune’s sword, a family heirloom from the Great War that he reforged after losing Pyrrha, is broken in half by Cinder’s attack and he is left at her mercy. The mad Fall Maiden demands to know who and where the power of Winter has gone to, and receives her answer in the worst way she could have hoped for: an icy blue blast to the head. Whether that was ice or specially colored fire or lightning is unknown, but it gets Cinder’s anger and attention. She was probably really hoping the strongest and smartest of Ironwood’s elite wouldn’t get the power to match her on a magical level, but she’s too determined and cocksure to stop her assault now and the two do battle in the air. Winter uses both magic and summons to deal with Cinder, but while the latter ends up dropping the Staff in the scuffle it still seems like an even match for the moment. Cinder sees Weiss and Jaune staggering towards the exit and decides to choose some easier targets for extra emotional damage. By the time Winter can realize the danger her sister is in, it’s too late and the two sword wielders are blasted by another of Cinder’s eruption blasts. Jaune skids across the path and loses his Aura, but Weiss is tossed over the side entirely and Winter isn’t fast enough. Weiss falls into the void, the last of Team RWBY dead and gone for all we know.

I want to deeply praise Elizabeth Maxwell for her performance as Winter, both in the series as a whole and for this episode especially. She shows so many emotions so strongly and believably, and you can tell she’s putting heart and soul into it. Nowhere do I feel that more clearly than in this moment where Winter cries out for Weiss with so much despair and regret. She flies back up and collapses onto the path in tears, her reaction speaking volumes to Jaune. Cinder retrieves the Staff and Winter is ready to raise hell in revenge, but before anyone can attack Salem’s scream can be heard echoing through every portal in the place. Cinder realizes she needs to return to her mistress’s side so she can’t try and finish the job, while Jaune has to tell Winter repeatedly that they need to get to safety now so she just swears recompense later down the line. Winter flies to Vacuo while Fall goes back into the falling Atlas, and once she’s through all the portals and pathways start disappearing. Jaune tries his best to make it to the Vacuo gate in time, but he’s been cursed by the animators with a slow run cycle. Or he’s just really exhausted and weighed down by armor and weapons, who’s to say? Winter realizes she’s taken the lead too late and disappears into Vacuo just as she tries to turn around and reach out for Jaune. He dives the last couple feet to get through as the ground dissolves below his feet, but the last way out evaporates between his fingertips. Jaune Arc is the last one in the central location, and the last to fall into the void. On the other side Nora is futilely pounding on the portal trying to go back through and save her leader, while Em Ren and Oscar are putting up a valiant but outclassed fight against the Ravagers (the bat Grimm) and the small scorpion-like Sulfur Fish. Fun fact, those ones were the winning design submission from a contest last year. Before the teens and the crowd they’re protecting can get overwhelmed, a gale force wind blows the Grimm back. All eyes turn to see Winter float above the crowd as the magic door disappears behind her, including the eyes of her surviving family members. Thank goodness there was a portal available for Willow Whitley and Klein, though the look they all share makes it clear they realize Weiss did not make it. Rather than break down, Winter turns her sadness to rage and charges at the returning Grimm swarm.

We cut back to Atlas where much to my annoyance Ironwood has regained consciousness to see Cinder descending the Vault stairs with the relics in tow. But she won’t be winning the award for dramatic entrances, because Salem flies down the elevator shaft as a cloud of black smoke like a scene out of Harry Potter. She swirls around Cinder once or twice before reforming before her. And Cinder starts doing what she does best, lies out her ass to save her own skin. She claims Team RWBY used the last question for Jinn and then Neo killed Ruby while thousands were able to survive the fall of Atlas and make it to Vacuo, and that she had to make the conscious choice to let the Winter Maiden escape at the cost of all their allies so she could secure the relics for her mistress. Let me remind you what really happened. CINDER used the last question, CINDER killed Ruby and Neo out of petty revenge, CINDER killed the last Winter Maiden but couldn’t get the powers out of her or stop the stronger new one, and CINDER let thousands escape into Vacuo because she was too busy going for Penny and the relics. Oh, and Team RWBY and Neo aren’t actually dead, spoilers. So if any of those lies are revealed CINDER is going to pay a hefty price for her selfish deception. But for the moment Salem seems to believe her or at least lets it slide because she does have two relics now, and Cinder had the humility to say she was sorry. I like that Ironwood also hears the tale of Team RWBY heroically sacrificing themselves to stop the villains and actually having the nerve to give their own lives rather than the lives of others, unlike him. And, they saved so so so many more people than he did, and he was trying to arrest and foil them all this time. Perhaps now he’s a little humbled and realizes he’s not the hero of Atlas anymore. There will be no more Atlas and RWBY are the saviors of its survivors. As the two wicked women depart the Vault, Salem asks her acolyte what she made to replace what Team RWBY had created. Through another half truth Cinder reveals to us she locked Watts in the Atlas central command room and created a large fire. He roasted her savagely on an emotional level, so she literally roasted him alive with the biggest flames magic could afford. Cinder, Tyrian, and Mercury are now the only members of Salem’s inner circle. Wonder if she’ll recruit more in Vacuo to compensate? Ironwood grabs his pistol and is about to shoot at Cinder, but she turns and tells him this is checkmate and he’s too scared to pull the trigger. He knows he’d lose and even now he doesn’t want that disgrace. So instead he’ll lie here as Atlas crashes into Mantle and becomes flooded by a sudden influx of sea water. Cinder and Salem observe from the air as Atlas becomes Atlantis, while Qrow tries to get in contact with either of his nieces over comms aboard the ship with Robyn and the surviving Ace Ops... and comes up empty. Cinder’s declaration that this is Checkmate for the villains is actually the last audible dialogue, anything Qrow tried to say being silent with only music playing. It’s a depressing and somber note, and that’s where our Volume ends.

But there is more to say, of course. First of all, let me wipe away these tears and try to articulate how good the song for the end credits is.... It’s called Friend, and for the first time it is a song sung from Penny’s perspective. It sounds absolutely sweet and magical, like you’re peacefully flying through a cloudless starry sky, and she sings about how glad she was to have true friends like Team RWBY, especially one like Ruby. Even if her life was difficult sometimes, she’s very happy because it was as wonderful as a wish upon a star come true. I cannot lie, I start crying every five seconds as I try to write this. It’s probably going to be my favorite track on the soundtrack this summer. With the conclusion of the Volume I want to say how much I appreciate every bit of work every member of the RWBY cast and crew put into this season and this show. I cannot wait to see what wonderful things they do next.

Hark! There is one final scene! A mysterious tropical island with a massive tree in the center and strange hexagonal shapes in the sand, and just beyond the reach of the tide lies wedged in that sand... Crescent Rose. Team RWBY and the others are alive, but we’ll have to wait 5 months to find out where they have found themselves. My money is on a magical godly realm where we might learn more about the creation of Remnant. Until then, enjoy the last of my memes and any other shitposts!

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guineapigsinwinter · 3 years

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Cat among the canines

Chapter two:

I'm thinking I will double this in length wise before posting it to ao3, go over the next or so,or should I just do what I have and time skip to the cannon start time?

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A week after New Year’s day, room 701.

“Ta, ta, tall, I’m the tallest!” Jack’s roommates were all staring at the dancing Labrador, stunned by the level of his excitement at the impromptu measuring results he’d excitedly demanded as soon as he as he saw Collet’s height now nearly matched his.

“Yeah.. he will likely be like this for a few minutes unless something gets his attention” Legoshi quietly said smiling, as he moved to corner of the room to check on the ant farm the others had gotten him for Rexmas, wail gently wagging.

Later that day

It was a small group making a circuit around the snow covered garden, checking which plants appeared to be fine and which had been damaged by the weather over the holidays. Susan, the Highland Cow who was the gardening club’s president was using it as a chance to catch up with Haru, Jack and Miguno.

“And it actually worked! We were able to sneak into Tem’s dorm and watched all three Lord of the Rings films, Bill had never seen them before!” Jack rapidly said, his voice matching his tail wagging.

“Really dude, you inflicted that on him? Star Wars would have been better” Miguno countered, causing a gasp of shock and childish outrage from Jack. “Take that back! Everyone knows Lord of the Rings is better!”.

It had started out when the guys had found Bill had never really read or watched much beyond what his family had approved. He had quickly fallen in love with the various science fiction shows, manga, comics and games Collet, Miguno and Voss had introduced him to. Jack, Legoshi and Durnham preferred fantasy, and the argument and had become a recuring debate in room 701 and the cause of multiple of dog piles.

“Personally, I don’t really like either, historical or modern stuff is better” Haru casually added, causing the two first years to stop and stare at her in horror.

Susan chuckled as the three younger students went into a passionate argument about films, the club president enjoying the energy and childish passion of the younger club members.

Ahh, to be that carefree and not have to worry about final year exams the Highland cow thought, before she gently ended the debate and started explaining everything she knew about the holly bushes they had reached to the young animals.

Meanwhile, in room 701.

Voss sighed as he sat down at his laptop on the table that covered Bill’s bed, the 13 year old relishing in the silence that filled the room. Bill and Collet had dragged Legoshi to their wrestling practice, Miguno and Jack were at gardening club and Durnham at the swim team practice. He loved his dorm mates, he really did, but fennec also loved this rare chance to have peace and quite to himself. Sipping at his mug of milk, he started to work on the next instalment of comic series he was writing for the school paper.

Several hours later, Miguno was the first to get back, Voss’s nose wrinkling when the smell of chlorine filled the room. “Open the window please Miguno, your making the place stink like a pool” he grumbled as he finished up the history report he had moved onto after he finished writing his comic.

“But it’s so good! You should come sometime Voss” Durnham replied, bouncing across the room as his swim bag went sailing into a corner and he opened the window, the crisp winter air flooding into the air.

“Please don’t turn into Jack and Bill, it’s hard enough with them trying to drag me to their respective clubs.” Voss replied, putting away his battered laptop, sensing the incoming storm just from the sheer energy radiated by the coyote.

Durnham’s response was cut off as the room opened and Miguno and Jack came in, the latter wearing a crown of dark plum coloured winter roses.

“Just admit it Miguno, I’m better at Smash then you.” The Labrador said laughing.

“Nuh, I beat you last week remember? You pouted all night afterwards.” The hyena bit back smirking.

“Well I’ll just have to prove it –“ Jack’s response was cut off by the door slamming open, and the last three residents of the dorm coming in. Immediately, Bill excitedly started shouting, hopping from one foot to the other.

“Guys, guys! I learned the best word today, it’s really cool!” the tiger’s ecitetment got stares from the others except for Collot and Legoshi, who just chuckled as they took their coats and shoes off.

Smiling, Jack asked “What is it?”

Taking a breath, Bill then shouted at the top of his voice. “FFFUUUUUCCCKKK!!! FUCK! Fuckity fuck!” giggling at the dumbstruck expression on the Labrador’s face, and the muffled cries of “What are you kid’s doing” from other rooms.

Jack’s horrified expression caused everyone else in the room to laugh as he launched into a rushed dressing down of Bill. “That’s a bad word Bill, you can’t use it! You could get in trouble! Please don’t use it in any essays!”

Bill continued to chant his new favourite word to Jack’s displeasure, which only grew as the other boys started to teasingly shout it out as well.

“C’mon guys! Stop using it, we will get in trouble if you use it! Jack tried to persuade them to stop to no avail. Smirking, Legoshi called out “Hey Jack. Fuck”.

The horror on Jack’s face turned to rage as pounced onto a cackling Bill, knocking him to the ground. “Stop corrupting Legoshi!”.

A month later, at spring Bio week.

This Bio week was weird for Bill. Whereas previously he and the other first year big felines had been showered in affection and attention for “having to put up with those dumb dogs” now he was alone except Tau, the panther he and Legoshi had befriended in the drama club. Anytime they approached any groups, regardless of age or species they would be ignored, and briskly told they were not wanted if they persisted in trying to join in.

It had been several hours now, and Bill was pissed, Tau was trying to calm him down when a shadow loomed over them, they turned. A large tiger who looked similar to Bill, easily at least twice their height with a unpleasant smirk had come up behind them and grabbed Bill.

“C’mon cuz, we got to talk, especially as you got Ma, your own aunt sent to jail you Rex dammed disgrace.” The tiger, Bill’s cousin Sam said, kicking Tau down as he tried to pull Bill out of the teenagers grasp before running off with him.

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Legoshi grinned, tail wagging as he entered the drama club room and ran up to Tem who was talking with Elis and Rizz. The bio week session with the guys had been fun, especially as he had actually felt more confident in joining in with the various games with the other canines, and even managed to get the courage to apologise to the other wolf students from hiding from them at the previous events. There was the usual small talk, but Legoshi slowly withdrew from it more and more as his old anxiety started to build up again as more time had passed without any sign of Bill.

“Anyone know where Bill is? He normally doesn’t miss this for anything, and he was fine this morning” he asked, but everyone murmured they hadn’t. Concern growing for his dormmate, the wolf looked around, and spotted Tau uncharacteristically hanging back in the corner, seemingly studying the floor.

Going over to Bill’s friend, he asked him if he knew where he was.

“N,no.. his cousin grabbed him and ran off, I tried to stop him but couldn’t, the teachers said it was just cousins being cousins..” The panther couldn’t lift his head up, the sheer sadness that filled his voice caused Legoshi to go up and hug him.

“We will look for him after this is over, the guys will help, Jack will know what to do, he always figures things out you know.” Legohsi said, trying to convince himself as much as Tau.

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Gentle guitar music filled the garden, Miguno was practicing next to some rose bushes after having pruned them, enjoying the peace of the garden and focusing on the music. He could get this piece right except for one bit in the middle which no matter how many times he tried, he couldn’t quite get it to work.

Jack was beside him wearing his glasses, reading some textbooks for geography. He had just pulled out a notebook to make notes when a horrible stench hit his nose, causing both him Miguno to gag.

Looking up, they Bill belting it into the gardening shed, the door slamming behind him.

Miguno put down his guitar and ran over to the shed, stopping at the door when he heard Bill sobbing inside.

“Bill? What happened dude, are you okay?” The only response he got was continued sobbing, and after a minute he knocked on the door “Er.. I’m coming in Bill, I just want to help.”

The site and smell the Hyena got when he stepped in shocked him. Bill was curled against a large cupboard, his uniform a mess, bruises and small cuts visible, his head and tail soaked whilst the smell urine came off him.

Horrified, Miguno rushed to Bill, the tiger flinching and trying to bring his sobs under control. “S,s,s,sam.. he .. he said I, I smelled too m, much of dog a, and needed to be made a cat again..” Bill whispered, shivering.

Miguno threw himself at Bill and hugged him hard, causing Bill to freeze “He can’t get you, Rex that is so messed up.” He found himself crying, though just as much from rage as shock at what had been done to his dormmate, but not sure what to do.

Bill gradually uncurled and sat up, not leaving Miguno’s hold, still sniffing. “He.. he held my face and tail down in a toilet and flushed, h, his mates poured buckets of water and ice on me. I tried to fight back but Sam’s 15 and all his mates are so they just beat me down instead. Then said they had to get me smelling of cat again a, and pissed…”

“We’ll get them back somehow” Both of them jumped at Jack’s voice, neither having realised he had entered the shed, Miguno’s guitar on his back. Neither remembered having ever heard his normally bright and warm voice so cold or angry, the 13 year old’s body language radiating protective anger.

Taking a breath and closing his eyes, the lab then smiled weakly but warmly, and knelt before Bill, taking his hand in his “C’mon, let’s get you cleared up, I still have some of that fudge you guys got me for Rexmass and you can have some.”

Miguno texted the others, who met them at the showers after he and Jack had managed to get Bill washed and had brought the Tiger’s pajamas, the Canines forming a protective huddle around their tiger, Legoshi holding his hand, trying to distract Bill with bug facts.

As they got to their dorm, they found Tau nervously standing there, the young panther running up to them when he saw the group approach. “Bill! Are you okay! I’m so sorry I couldn’t stop him, please tell me your okay, is there anything I can do?” He spoke almost too fast to be heard, and other then Legoshi and Bill who knew him the room 701 members warily looked at Tau.

“You tried to stop him though, and you hung with me before even if it got you treated like fuck as well, thank you man.” Bill said, some of his usual confidence having returned to him and pushed out from the protective ring of canines to embrace Tau.

After they had gotten into the room, Tau still being anxious as he was dragged by the group onto Legoshi’s bunk, all of them other then Jack who pushed the battered second hand tv Collet had brought to the room after Christmas in front of it.

Handing a bar of fudge to Bill, who had been wrapped in blankets and currently had Legosh pressed up against him on either side, Voss on his left shoulder and a confused Tau in his lap, Jack sighed.

“I’m guessing if I put my vote to that stupid old dalek film Collet’s cousin sent him that wil help right?” The rest of 701 blinked, Jack never voted for any film Collet suggested, this was.. new.

Bill looked up from the bar of fudge which he had already half devoured, blushing “R, really?”

Grinning like his normal self, turned the tv on and settled next to Legoshi, leaning on the grey wolf. “Yeah, and Legoshi, you know those stink bugs you told me about a couple of years ago?”

“Halyomorpha halys? Sure what about them?” he replied, his tail becoming a blur in response to being asked the question.

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So finally! I am done with 9-1-1. I know i am super late and the reason i was late because i was waiting for @fandom-101 to catch up on this amazing series which in turn i have to pause and wait so then we can watch it together. So without wasting any time anymore lets jump right into the review.

I am sad and emotional because i have to wait like a whole year so see my crew again, i am missing them soo much, it was rough and after a season like that it is getting more difficult for me now to wait for new content.

Season 3 started with a blast and hit me at various places. I mean putting Christopher (Buck's baby child at risk!! ) the writers were in a daring mood especially when he was out hanging with Buck. The tsunami episodes was nerve wreacking and it kept me on the edge of my seat the whole time especially the whole Buck scenes( i applaud Oliver Stark for his outstanding performance).

BUDDIE! was literally thriving in this whole season and especially in the initial episodes. I got BUDDIE angts. I got BUDDIE hanging out.I got BUDDIE acting as a family. I literally got BUDDIE spending alone time at there houses. I think the whole fandom agrees that Eddie has a key to Buck's appartment and so does Buck and many times they have bunk beds together (oooohh it is making me blush just thinking about it).

EDDIE FUCKING DIAZ felt all alone because he couldn't talk to Buck!!!!!!!.Ladies and Gentlemen that part was fucking Cannon. EDDIE ALWAYS THINKING WITH A LEVEL HEAD DIAZ was fucking spiriling because he couldn't spend time with Buck. The writers were literally writing the script at the edge of Mount Everst cuz i could see the daring in them. FYI Eddie begins is like my favourite from all the begins uptil now.. I might change my review because i heard that they are going for a BUCK begins (and we all know that we gonna hail and love our boy). I still cant process,like i still think it was some kind of a weird lucid dream i had of Eddie feeling lonely when he couldn't talk to Buck because he filed a suit against them.

Buck! Oh oh Buckaroooo. I know you have been wronged and you deserved to know the truth from Bobby from the start (i am still pissed about that, what the hell baby captain!!). I completely support yah i didnt know you had it in you to pull a harvey specter. I feel like you were lucky that your friends have a heart of gold that they forgave you so fast and accepted you again after that details you spilled to your lawyers. EVAN FREAKING BUCKLY is Christopher Godfather, there i said it. I wont be surprised if Eddie has put his name under legal guardian and Christopher that child(oh baby boy is really so sweet, a kid who had CP and how his both parents left him when he didn't deserve any of this and still kept a smile on his face is an angel). Evan Buckly will go above and beyond for this kid and that line from Eddie soften my heart. "I trust you with Christopher". Which i have seen and was also pointed out by @fandom-101 that for Eddie giving his trust for Christopher to someone is not easy but he trust Buck with him and honey! You relax Buck is going to be an amazing dad, you dont worry. He might be an amazing husband too if you look the other way😉just a suggestion.

Oh i have a lot to say on BUDDIE alone! and i might do like each scene review on them.. From there first meeting to there current relationship.

Now back to other cast members

First in line is baby Captian Bobby Nash. What the hell dude!! You shouldn't have done that with Buck i know you were acting like a super worried dad or something but still you cant hold of his career just because you weren't ready. Buck and i were very disappointed at you. He was fighting alone and when he was trying to take one step at a time you decided to replace him that was hella wrong. Bobby up your game level man! I wanna see you more in S4 as my baby captain.

ATHENA when are you opening up a marriage and parental counselling because i need to sign up as your first client also honey i also had goosebumps over that whole fight scene, those voices were scary and during that whole time i was holding my sister hand tight cuz i felt every pain you were reflecting it (hands down to you Angela Basett). Also i am worried about you please try to talk to somebody, its a trauma and you need to let it out before it eats you up no matter how strong you are or holding the name of a greek goddess you gotta talk. I am excited to see more of that in S4.

Hen dreams change faster then a train changes its lane( sorry couldn't come with a great thing) but the feeling behind it was true. Now she wants to be a surgeon that fast. You do one aderline thing and you want to change your whole life on it. I wish i had a nerve to change career or life path like this. I fully support all of this and i dont know where they are taking with this but Henrietta where is your talk with Howie, not once you talked to him about all of this. He is your best friend and i remember it correctly how you were crying because you missed howie when he was a captain and you didnt want this dynamic to change so aren't you doing the same thing and i still dont mind if you change it but at least talk to him, he looks sad.

Howie our unsung Hero is finally getting some good in his life. Maddie pregnancy news was amazing and i am soo happy for them they are literally soo perfect and stable and healthy in a relationship, marry each other fast. Also i am more excited when they will break the news to Buck cuz we all know how he is with kids and now finding out that he is going to be uncle, everybody should just hold him before he sky rockted himself. Excited for that part.

Overall the season has its own hype and it kept me on my edge, each episode, each storyline, each character arch journey was amazing. I love 9-1-1 because of how much they are invested in every character whether they are main or side. FYI how many of you think Micheal tumour jumped off from his brain in the elevator when he met that hot Doctor. His gay vibes shrunk that fucking cancer. That tumour was like :bitch i came into his life so that he could meet up with his soulmate, i was a match maker and now i am outta here.

I miss them soo much and i cant wait for all of them to come back on my screen..... See you soon for S4 where we will cross this journey together this time

Make sure to follow me guys for more amazing reviews about your favourite shows, movies and books and if you have a recommendation tell me now!. Oh i almost forgot. I did started 9-1-1 lone star and i am actually liking it alot and i will post my review soon so follow me fast! , fast! fast!

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The Violet Hour (Chop and Change, Part 2.)

Series Description: Twenty years ago, a pact was made between an imprinted shape-shifter and a vampire. Against your better judgment and wish for Seth to live out his days like a normal human being, you find yourself in La Push in Washington to see if anything’s changed.

Part Summary: There are questions you shouldn't be asking, but the curiosity inside of you is larger than any reasonable gasp of reality.

A/N: I think we all know that Seth just downloaded the whole Eclipse and New Moon soundtrack on that fucking CD. All of us know it.

Word count: -K

My Twilight Playlist: This is Radio Forks 📻

"Your lips are nettles, your tongue is wine; your laughter’s liquid, but your body's pine." - The Violet Hour by Sea Wolf (2009)

A sensible rainstorm started raging the following day, so you opted for a quick hunt before receiving a call from Jake. He asked if you'd like to hang around his garage to chat. Without giving it much thought, you accepted. That's how you found yourself sitting on a wooden crate, listening to hypnotizing guitar rhythms. You've noted the CD's name before sitting down; 'Bella's Mix'. You didn't poke around the topic but realized it must've been Edward's Bella. The 'Swan' incident Leah Clearwater alluded to twenty years ago. This one, you liked the most far. You enjoyed it so far that you quirkily danced while searching for one of Jake's screwdrivers. That was a sight he wouldn't expect to see. Jake's workshop was homely, for sure. Dirty, chaotic, and covered in slick, black oil. Just like any workshop would be. Old, broken bikes leaned into the sturdy wooden walls, pneumatics neatly organized according to their size and attributes, various small components just lying about. The smell of oil and gasoline filled the entire premises, which you also enjoyed.

"Heard you left alone… After the gathering." - Jake furrowed into one of the machines as you swayed your hips away, looking like a happy-go-lucky idiot while handing him the screwdriver. You were dressed the most inappropriately - tight jeans, a pastel pink blouse, and comfortable sneakers. And yet, you remained perfectly clean. "Didn't know your people were such gossip." - Not dwelling on the topic, you jammed to the last verse with high-pitched guitar tones layered under the main melody. If you weren't a piece of a living stone, Jacob would've been worried you could've had some sort of a seizure. So this was how it looked when a vampire loved something. Noted. "… Don't let me start on the rest, then." "There's more?" "Oh, yeah, there's plenty." - Black scoffed, sending you a rascalous wink. With a nod, you nudged him to go on. - "… Like the lovey-dovey stares you two shared throughout the entire ordeal? Sam mentioned you were mesmerized." "That snitch! The stories were interesting. That's why I stared." "Uh-uh, sure, Y/N, sure. Uley's a known gossip. Better watch your six whenever he's around." - The man laughed, making you laugh too. - "Said he hadn't seen Seth radiating like that ever before. And mind you, Seth's the only positive guy amongst our grumpy asses."

"What's everyone after? Seth offered to meet up with his friends and I agreed. Couldn't have known I stumbled into an exclusive super-secret shape-shifters meeting." - Muttering this, you couldn't help but smile, Jake's amused expression was making you grin mischievously too. "Doesn't sound like anything you'd said over the phone's what I'm after." - Jake explained, biting on his lower lip as he furrowed in concentration. As the song faded away, you sat back onto the box of old engine parts. "One more suggestion and I'll kick your fucking bike, Black. I'm serious." "Oh, you wouldn't do that. You're all bark but no bite." - With portrayed drama, Jacob sent you a boyish wink. Then, he got back to work, and both of you fell into an uncomfortable silence. Sighing, you started talking - Black assumed something was eating you up (otherwise, you wouldn't agree to see him as fast as you did) but he also knew better than forcing you to talk.

"I have a few questions about the whole… Wolf thing ordeal." - Suddenly, you were elegantly kneeling next to him, watching as his fingers masterfully moved around the machine's mechanical heart. You also noted his workshop could've acted as an antiquarian for super-old and weirdly specific car and motorbike parts he'd 'saved' before the cruel fate of ending in a wrecker. Most of these weren't in the making or produced in masses, making them very rare. Jake also had about twenty bikes displayed, thirteen of them out of order. Right now, he was working on a massive Harvey-Davidson, a symbolic crown jewel of his collection. It was a nice hobby, for sure, but it must've been very expensive. Especially for a mechanic like Jake. You wouldn't assume his car service in Forks was making enough to support this hobby entirely. All you could do was respect Jacob's bold choices. "… Yes, this motorbike will break if you kick it, if that's what bugging you." "Oh, fuck off." "Aight, shoot and I'll do my best to answer." - Jacob muttered while using your palm as a storage for discarded nuts covered in oil as he kept on pulling more and more of them.

"It's about that… Imprinting as you call it." - The man froze in motion, deadpanning you in the face. "That's funny." - It was a whisper, but you heard it clear as day. - "I explained imprinting to someone I loved… Right at this damn spot. She was sitting there, on the crates, her hands in her pockets, watching everything I did. Fuck… Feels like it happened centuries ago." - His expression was somber as he turned back to his machine with a heavy sigh. It must've been a sensitive spot, but you needed to push deeper. You wanted to know as there was to know, just so you'd be prepared… And you didn't have the guts to ask Seth. "Can you run it by me again? Seth did his best, but let's be honest - I was distraught because a teenager was proclaiming undying love and loyalty to me." "Listen. If it's about how you hoped to walk in here, finding happiness with a girl wrapped around him, presumably already having children… I'm sorry to disappoint. That's not how any of this works." - Jake stood up and stretched his back, watching Emmett and Sakari running around a brook circling the house.

Both were dressed from head to toe, wearing hilarious wellies, and catching and watching frogs. Sakari was seemingly overjoyed as Emmett showed her an enormous toad. He, the grown-ass, 6'5" vampire built like a massive statue, seemingly enjoyed it too. As you've said, you had a raising suspicion Emmett never mentally grew past the age of six, so this sort of activity was right up his alley. It was easy to imagine Seth leaning over his little girl just like Emmett, joyously smiling as she cracked up… As easy as breathing. If there was anyone fit for fatherhood, you'd assume it was Seth. Going over his social media, you noted every photo from his days as a kindergarten teacher. The man was glowing in each post, hinting at being the best father ever. With you… It would be hard to achieve such a goal. There were ways, like adoption or surrogacy, but he'd miss the best part. Your nature would rob him of this experience.

"Can I be honest?" - Jake muttered, still facing away from you. His tone indicated an incoming bombshell. "Yeah?" "Seth's still alive just because you promised you'd be back one day. He hung onto that promise for his dear life." - Each syllable sent chills down your spine. Putting all the nuts in a neat pile, you sat back on the crates and attempted to clean your hand while fighting tears. "Clearwater… He wouldn't…" - Your voice was breaking, throat dry. What fucking world would it be if there wasn't Seth fucking Clearwater roaming somewhere out there, making everyone's day ten times better? There wouldn't be one. The selfish, self-indulged side of you wasn't accepting his death as a viable option. Seth was your warmth, as Edward put it. The fact Seth simply existed somewhere in the aether quickly became one of the things that still made you go… And… There wasn't much more on that meager list.

"Trust me, he would." - Jacob's voice cut like razors, each word making you squirm. - "And he contemplated it… Shortly after you've left. Never seen him like that and I hope we won't have to deal with it again. It took Sue two months to slap him out of that state, that's why Seth moved to Forks with him for a bit. Thankfully, he'd matured a lot since then - and believed you'd show up." "But why would he…" "It's not just falling in love, okay? It is something much more crazier and personal than you'd ever imagine, Y/N. That feeling… It sends you off to fly in the clouds. Being around your imprintee equals having each day filled with this endless love and sunshine that doesn't cease to exist. It's all the fucking warmth and light of the universe pressed into one singular being. That guy won't rest until you're both living in peace. He'd be anything you need; lover, friend, romantic partner, husband, the father to your kids… Just so you stay." - With that, Jacob gave you a meaningful look. You were crying silently, nodding as you absentmindedly looked at Sakari and Emmett. They were picking snails and making them race. Uncle Edward would be proud.

"I've only told Edward, but��" - Sobbing, you nodded to yourself. - "Before I left Forks, I knew I wouldn't ever be the same. You and your folk see us vampires as pieces of living, breathing stone that pretend to be alive, have a personality and a life, but… We change. Once the change is done, it can't be undone, that's how we function. And Seth, dear fucking god…" - Jacob watched you grow vulnerable, glowing as you recalled the moment radiant, golden warmth spread to every inch of your body. - "No idea what happened, but he changed me. It's like my heart beats again and all the holes in my chest fill with emotion I can't describe." "You're more stupid than I thought." - Black assessed. "What? I disclose something personal and…" "You were in love with Seth twenty years ago and still left? That means you're a fucking idiot. Good luck to Clearwater trying to deal with that mess."

"I left because I felt like either of us had a say in this whole fucking mess!" - You screamed, making Emmett's glace fly in your direction for a fraction of a second. Soon, he got back to being thrilled with all of Sakari's earthworms. - "Humor me this - you come to see your friends after twenty years and they introduce you to their friends. And suddenly, after four centuries of voluntary isolation, someone proclaims you're their person and that they'd follow you to the ends of the world just to be by your side. The worst part is, everything makes clear fucking sense because you feel the same! But you're horrified when you realize this fate is a death sentence for someone like him. Cullens might be the 'good vampires', but I'm far away from being the good guy. I've done a lot of shitty things that still haunt me 'till this day and Seth Clearwater doesn't deserve any piece of this cake." - After almost screaming your lungs out, you turned away and paced around the workshop, stretching your shoulders to relieve the stress. - "Have you seen it? Someone… Doing that?" - You alluded, voice empty.

"Yes." - Jake answered, quite simply. Without waiting for your answer, he'd started recalling the story of rejection costing someone's life and future. "After Leah, there were another two female shape shifters - Sam's twin daughters. One of them was Bri - Brianna Uley. The girls had been born shortly after Cullens left Forks. One summer, some pack of nomadic vampires traveled through the territory; they meant no harm, only fasted on animals, and asked us if they could hunt on the perimeter. They were cool, so Sam allowed it. The more vampires gather 'round, the more smell - that's enough for the younglings to start truly shifting." - Jacob had you hooked onto the story. Teary-eyed, you hummed, listening on. This moment was extraordinary. A shapeshifter explaining his nature to a vampire? Sounded like the start of a good anecdote, not like a real-life situation. But there you were. "We knew girls could shift too, thanks to Leah, so when the twins shifted, it wasn't as much of a surprise. Honestly? Sam was so proud he got hammered for a week. Emily was worried, but isn't that all mums do?" - Black smiled, having you return the sentiment. "Of course." - You muttered.

"Brianna imprinted soon after. It was magical listening to her yapping about 'her crush this' and 'her crush that'. To put it mildly, she was in high school and that guy just swept her off her feet. The guy was one of her classmates and, well, you know how middle school kids get. They are fucking annoying and stupid. After a year, she got to confess her feelings. And, unfortunately, he rejected her. Pretty harshly, I remember. Brianna came home running, crying, detailing everything that happened earlier. Just a dramatic heartbreak, we thought, she could give it a few years and try again after that idiot matures. She was headstrong after Emily and hot-blooded like her dad, so we thought she'd fight and deal with it…" - Jake smiled, his voice cracking. Realizing where this story was headed made you uneasy. Just so wouldn't have to face you, Jake kneeled back in front of his motorbike and started working again. "The girl jumped under the train last summer. She just turned eighteen."

"God…" - That was all you could think of. Black unhappily grinned into the motorbike before giving you a look over his shoulder. "Sam and Em have their pictures hung all around their house. Wouldn't be too wise to stare at them, let alone ask. That pain still hasn't disappeared, but they are fighting grief as well as they can. Ellie's finally smiling again and Emily doesn't look like a piece of chalk when she thinks nobody pays her attention. Brianna's untimely death almost broke the tribe, but we stayed strong. And I don't think the community could handle another loss like this… Especially not Seth." - Scoffing, he searched around for some part. - "If you think Seth didn't try to forget you, you're dead wrong, okay?" - Jacob started abruptly.

"There were girls, jobs, traveling - he even borrowed one of my bikes to ride cross country. And there were even two girls he'd brought home to introduce to the pack and to Sue, but, God…" - Jacob couldn't but snicker ironically. "They both looked like your uncanny copy - no offense to these ladies, they were wonderful. They had similar hairstyles and colors, similar smiles, faces, eyes… All of his romantic endeavors were just a copy of someone Seth couldn't have at that time. Both times the relationship would end abruptly, shortly after he'd introduced them. Clearwater searched for a fragment of you on each of his dates. As I've said, knowing you'd come back home to him kept him at ease, partially. And I'm not sure Seth's capable of enduring such loss again." - And with that, Black's list of bad news was seemingly over. Matching him, you got up too, pretending to search for the part too.

"All I'm saying is that this whole wolf thing imprinting business isn't fair to anyone. Seth should be able to choose who he wants to be with. Shouldn't this function as a way to preserve your kind, like some weirdly specific way to determine who's the best for carrying on the shapeshifter genes?" - You wondered, making Jake hum in agreement. "That was our working theory until Seth's dumb ass imprinted on you… And until Leah found Sammy on her trip to Washington. We're just in the dark as you are on this one. But humor me this - look me in the eyes and tell me you're not just frightened that someone might be in love with you. And don't forget to skip the part where you made up all the reasons for rejecting Seth before he had a fighting chance."

Trying to grasp for air, you couldn't move. Your face was devoid of any emotion, lips parted slightly as your body stopped moving. Now, you truly appeared to be just a statue of an ethereally beautiful goddess. Seth adhered to his end of the bargain. As he promised, he aged, matured, explored, and learned new things, living his best life without you. Now look at you. What the fuck had you been doing with your life? That's right. You spent all the time hiding in a cottage in the middle of nowhere in the deep Canadian wilderness in total isolation, horrified and strangely excited for the day you'd face Seth again. Your life revolved around this visit and the promise, in one way or another. The thought of belonging, the prospect of home, and indulging in Seth's neverending light sounded like a fantasy you didn't deserve - the longer you were horrified of it, the more you craved it. It made you smile, the thought of settling down in a neighborhood, seeing the same neighbors, indulging in their stories and simple lives. Lives you'd be a frequent part of. The imagination of a household filled with love and trust… You gasped, silent tears rolling down your face, a peal of unbelievable laughter filling the silent workshop.

Jacob put on his raincoat five minutes ago, leaving you alone with your greatest enemy - yourself. He was studying whatever poor creature Sakari decided to embrace with love. You were shaking, you realized. Every word Jacob shared was carefully chosen just so you'd realize how fucking stupid you were. An idiot. A bold move on Black's side, prompts to him. He must've known a self-destructive type like you before since he easily recognized it. Emmett alluded to the Jacob-Edward-Bella love triangle during your drive to Forks, of which Jake became a self-inserted part. He hadn't detailed it, but Jake must've seen it back then - how much one wills to sacrifice in the name of love. How much they're willing to go to protect their loved one. He might've even indulged in the same pitiful behavior.

Emmett spotted you first - your blouse was drenched in a matter of a minute as you stomped towards the forest, your sneakers getting muddy beyond saving; you've picked your bag from the back seat of your car and pushed the sneakers off, leaving them behind. Emmett would bring them later. Jake noticed soon after. Sakari was trying to go after you as if she wanted to hug you goodbye. If that was the reason, you didn't get to know. You weren't in the mood to investigate. "Where are you going, Y/N? Have I said something wrong?" "No!" - You screamed back, an uneasy smile ghosting over your pained expression. The least you could do was to send Sakari a kiss, so you did. - "You hadn't said anything wrong! And that's the problem!" "Should I be worried?" - Emmett wondered, approaching as only vampires could; phasing close to you, catching your shoulder in his palm. You understood the meaning of Emmett's question. Are you running away? Will it be just for a few days, or will you disappear? Will you indulge in something that could potentially kill you? If so, I'll join you without a question. You're my dude bro. Thus, you simply shook your head to lower the suspicion.

"After you're done with the bugs, you'll find me in the house." - Meaning the Cullen residence hidden in the woods. - "And in case you'd need me, I'm on the phone, yeah? I'm not running away… Not this time." "Okay. The same goes for you." - Emmett nodded, sending you a careful smile. "Say hi to Jean for me. I'll swing by with a pie to apologize or something." "She prefers donuts." "Fine, smart pants. I'll run to the nearest Dunkin' and bring it freshly baked." - And with that, you were gone. Only Emmett could watch you disappear amidst the dense tree coverage of La Push. For the other two, you became a smudge disappearing in a second. You got lost in the woods a few times, but eventually, thanks to the Cullens' malodor helped you orientate. Soon, you walked into the meadow in front of Esme's most beloved house - the warm, faded white walls were inviting you inside alongside the homey porch. The house didn't even look abandoned.

Esme wasn't shying away from yapping away about how much she missed this house. It was her magnum opus, she often said… Well, throughout the weekend you've spent with her, anyway. The building felt timeless, graceful, and around a hundred years old. Esme's vision was all over it, hiding in the detailing - perfectly matched furniture, beautiful decorations, and enormous windows that let sunshine through on a nice day. Most of the personal belongings were long missing, of course; the Cullens packed them up and moved them. As you found your sanctum in Carlisle's old office, you leaned into his desk. As usual, your eyes searched for your beloved painting. Now, there was just an empty spot on the wall. There wasn't a dust particle in sight, everything was just as polished as you remembered it. As if the house was waiting for new tenants. After changing into a fresh batch of clothes, you started a fire and stared in the firepit for hours on end without moving, hybernating to deal with all the thoughts plaguing your mind. Where else would you go? To Jacob's? Funny. No way.

Why was the idea of someone loving you so scary? Never before could you imagine being cared for. The idea of being in a relationship was freaking you the fuck out. As you've outlined, you've completed a shit load of tasks while being in Aro's services… And those demons never went away. They never disappeared, they were just slumbering. They could wake up at any time and ruin your entire life - therefore, you've spent most of your existence in hiding, just so they couldn't find you. As everybody knew, some vampires had unnatural skills. Alice could see the future. Jane could inflict physical pain through mental manipulation. Edward could read minds. Yours wasn't anything of this sort, it wasn't easy to describe - it was a set of skills making you out to be a professional hunter… One of the best to ever side with Aro throughout the entire existence of the Volturi, in fact.

If your existence consisted of shadows, you had to become one. You knew how to become untraceable just because you knew everything about the hunt. It took Aro and his underlings ten years just to find you so he could ask for your services - both of you knew that let his underlings catch you. On top of this, all the training Volturi gave you enhanced those skills. My Hand of Justice, that was how Aro affectionately addressed you. Under his rule, you became a merciless hunter - he'd always sent you on his most vexing issues. The moment you were called to step it, it always ended in a notional bloodbath. Screaming, fighting, setting vampires ablaze, destroying entire communities for him, them begging for dear fucking life… You've lived through it all.

Some of the issues had to do with the actual vampire law. In some instances, you dealt with serving true justice. Most of Aro's 'issues', however… They were usually just his petty little dramas. You've destroyed and torn apart peaceful covens Aro despised for simply existing. Sometimes, Aro would attempt to gain a new, gifted follower - so you'd ride out, tracking the entire coven, torturing them for months, even years on end. Your favorites were years-lasting hunts and all the horror you've instilled inside your prey. Well, back then, you were a sadistic maniac. Until… You changed Carlisle. That was shortly after the first cracks started showing. Your devotion was fading, you felt lost. All the blood you had on your hands, innocent lives you've snuffed… The screams and animosities you'd do in the name of 'justice'… And suddenly, there he was. Everything about him shaped you. Carlicle's conviction, devotion, and natural curiosity mesmerized you. Shortly after changing him, you'd disappear like a cloud of smoke, sticking by Carlisle's side, ensuring he wouldn't get destroyed.

You've learned a great deal from your only creation. You hadn't changed any other human before or after Cullen. His philosophies crawled under your skin, changing your outlook greatly. Could you also live in peace with the world, just like Carlisle envisioned? Could you find a mate, start your coven, and live out the rest of your existence in peace? You've found the idea alluring, but never got to the part of settling down. When Carlisle left to personally speak with the Volturi on the verge of the 18th century, you got lonely. Lots of space for thinking through, time for preparations… That's when the first encounter took place. One of the vampires you've let live to tell the tale, a member of the Tobin coven, tracked you. He'd appear uninvited, in the middle of winter after tracking you down for half a century. Craze and insanity were instilled deep within his face. No wonder - you took your sweet time tearing his mate apart piece by piece because, according to Aro, she created a whole bunch of immortal children. The fight was long, very long. The man was a strong, capable fighter overshadowing you physically. The saving grace was your hunt. Once he'd caught your track, he hadn't stopped until he towered over you. His plan of action had a major oversight - he hadn't stopped to hunt and therefore, the vampire was weaker sooner than you. That night you realized the reality you've chosen. As you apologized while setting him ablaze, you accepted you won't ever find your happily ever after. Now, it was your time to repent for all your wrongdoings until you'd pay with your life. You couldn't start a coven and have a family. Once you'd let your guard down, you'd be dead. It would've been so easy to let Aro destroy you - but Carlisle asked (begged) for you to stay alive. Even if for him and anyone else.

The truth was that you envied Carlisle Cullen for the last four centuries. Everything about his life was nearly perfect; amazing adopted 'children', the most wonderful and loving wife, and his willingness to repent and stay in his lane. All the control he had over life, the freedom…

… Until now. Until Seth Clearwater and his shape-shifting business came by. As Sam and Jake repeatedly alluded, his imprinting didn't only mean he was in love. It gave you a home, a place you could let your guard down and be yourself. The pact, as Sam addressed, accepted you as their member twenty years ago. Even though you wouldn't have it, you were already a part of the La Push family thanks to Seth's imprinting. Thanks to that, despite your will, you already belonged to a place where people would fight for your well-being and life. You'd also had the Cullens, but just like with the tribe, you wouldn't have it. It was up to you to resolve all this information in that dense head of yours.

Even though you weren't willing to accept it, Seth was your warmth. Your match made in heaven, or something like that. He'd become the one thing you'd always craved - a mate. A ride-or-die. Someone who'd go to the deepest ends of hell. And even though you were very reluctant about it, Seth meant the same to you. You'd give him all the stars in the universe if that would make him happy. You'd hunt down every soul that'd mean a threat to him; Aro included. You'd accept your day of reckoning if it'd ensure Seth would be unharmed. You'd erase yourself if it meant Seth could have a chance at life with a normal woman. No, you smiled lazily, you were too selfish to see him loving anyone else. He was yours just as you were his.

You could've been sitting in front of the fireplace for hours until Emmett found you. His palm smoothed your shoulder blades to warn you about his presence. While not looking at him, your palm squeezed him with an unnoticeable nod. "What you're up to?" - The man whispered, sitting on the sofa beside you. One glance through the window hinted it's way past 7 pm. It was dark and pouring again, all hell broke loose. "Thinking. A lot of it." "Anything you'd like to share with the class?" "Don't think so." - You hummed, sending Emmett a grateful smile. Even though he was one of the loudest, most annoying people you've run into, you loved him to death. He became your notional brother, sharing most of his excitements and ailments with you. He'd been this forthcoming ever since you first met; and God, there was something so endearing about his raw honesty and pure fondness. The first day he'd met you, Emmett Cullen proclaimed you his best friend. And for the first time, much to Carlisle's delight, you didn't dispute. - "… Would you happen to have Seth's phone number? Need to call him." "… And tell him you're a dunce who's deeply in love with him?" "If you've read me this easily, I'm in deep shit. Is it so apparent?" "Y/N, I've never seen you like this, not even Carlisle did."

"How did Carlisle get to know?" - You wondered, mouth agape when you realized. - "Did he call you?" "Listen, Carlisle's just worried you might do something stupid and asked me to keep an eye out for you. Our parents went through this with Edward when he met Bella. It was crazy - all sorts of nonsensical, self-destructive behavior bringing you to a suicidal state. I'd deal with it fast - either kill her or change her, bro. Problem solved. And for your information; it's not apparent, but I can feel you're finally alive. You're glowing, flourishing whenever Clearwater's around. Can't wait for him to be my brother-in-law." "Emmett!" - It was a disbelieving squeal at the top of your lungs. Flourishing. Glowing. Alive. A set of adjectives you wouldn't ever use when it came to you. "I got Clearwater's number." - Emmett ended the discussion, handing you the intel. His shit-eating grin annoyed the ever-living shit out of you… God, you loved Emmett so much.

The clock showed 8 in the evening as you paced on the roof, playing with your bottom lip. The phone was ringing - it took exactly three rings before Seth picked up. And the moment he did, your brain went blank. "Seth Clearwater on the phone!" - He'd greet cheerfully, laughing at something. You heard female voices in the background… Where was he? Who was he with? - "… Hello? Anyone there?" "Oh, yeah, Y/N here. Hi. Hey." - There you were, a stuttering, flustered mess. The moment you'd speak, the female voice subdued. Seth left whoever he was with to talk with you in private. As he bumped something with his shoulder (the bang was loud) and cursed, you giggled. "Wow. Just… Wow. Hi. How did you get this number?" - The man wondered. "Emmett had it and I asked for it nicely." "Is everything okay? Do you need anything?" - The emphasis on 'anything' was palpable. By anything, Seth meant everything. - "Where are you?" "Clearwater, take a breath. I'm okay. Nothing's wrong." "Then… Wouldn't suspect you to be someone calling on the phone…" - God. Seth was a flustered, stuttering mess too.

"As far as I know, there isn't any danger and everything's just fine. Stop freaking out." - His nerves gave you the upper hand as you found your confidence. The one Seth destroyed with one look. "Yes, ma'am. How you're doing?" "Well, had a very informative talk with Jake earlier…" "What did you talk about?" - Clearwater wondered. The man must've had a suspicion because his tone became devoid of its typical happy-go-lucky edge. "Brianna." - There wasn't more to be said. The girl's name was enough. After an uncomfortable silence, you started talking just to change the subject. - "Listen, I've been wondering what you're up to tomorrow?"

"I'm not sure yet. What's on the agenda, ma'am?" - Ah, there he was. Seth fucking Clearwater at his best. The question changed his entire demeanor. It was amazing what a striking difference could few well-aimed words make. Suddenly, his voice was smooth and buttery, one you'd imagine whispering sweet nothings to your ear while… You weren't naïve and it wasn't hard to figure out the scenarios on Seth's mind. The thought made you grin. In most of said scenarios, the two of you have been alone - a walk, a movie night, a date night… Well, time to crush his little heart. "You'll have a nice family evening, whaddayasay?" "Oh, shit, did mom call you?" - Seth mumbled in horror. The panic made you burst with laughter. "Not exactly. Sam and Em are assembling everyone in the area for a gathering, including me, Emmett, and Jake." - It was easy to understand what Seth's feeling.

You had the exact panic attack just an hour earlier when Emmett explained why Carlisle's keeping an eye out. All these annoying little questions like 'are you okay?', 'how's things?', 'wanna talk about it?' or 'are you feeling suicidal?' got aggravating rather quickly. They were too much to take in at times. This constant watch was the reason why Seth hadn't shown up for one of Sam's infamous assemblies since last November. Nine months ago. After Brianna's death, Sam watched every move Seth made like a hawk - every damn word, expression, thought… Sam was fucking restless. "I'm working overtime, actually, just realized…" - Oh, Emmett warned you about this excuse. Jacob ran his fucking mouth and gave Emmett tips on what to look out for. Well, thankfully, you would figure out nonetheless - kindergartens were closed on Saturdays, even in La Push. "Nice try, sunshine boy. Is eleven good for you? Emmett has his car over here, but I doubt he'll use it, so I'm free to pick you up. I'm sixty percent sure Emmett's able to transport alone." - As you've listened to your tone, you realized you were supportive, assuring. Every fiber of your undead body wished Seth felt safe around you… For a very selfish fucking reason.

"Are you coming along?" - Clearwater whispered, voice filled with worries and fear. Sighing, you nodded as if he could see you. Seth was struggling on the other end. The entire situation put a load of pressure on Clearwater's shoulders. He'd been feeling like an asshole for being unable to withstand Sam's fatherly love and care, Seth felt like a jackass after running off… Like a fucking coward. Also, he wished to be alone with you, only you. He'd gladly listen to everything on your mind, all your stories of how you evolved into the most breathtaking woman he met. Well, at least you'd be around after twenty years of waiting. Your scent would invade his brain, your smile intoxicate him with pure happiness… And on top, you whispered: "Of course, I'll be there… We're in this together, Clearwater." "Okay, fine, you got me. I'll be waiting." - Seth promised.

For a bit, you sat on the rooftop and talked to Seth on his way home. He'd said goodbye to whomever he'd been hanging out with, gladly staying on the line with you. Clearwater told you all about his workday, what he'd been eating, and what the kids in kindergarten had been up to. Today, as you learned, was arts day - the weather wasn't good enough for a walk or playing on the nearby playground. They'd been painting frogs, which also explained Sakari's sudden obsession with them. After you heard his front door closing, you said your goodbyes. It was time for Seth to get some sleep… Finally. It felt like he hadn't slept a day in the last twenty years, longing for you in the still of the night.

As you walked into the living room, you noticed Emmett was on a call with Rosalie. As a true dude-bro, he only sent you a knowing smile but didn't poke around the phone call one bit. Instead, the three of you settled on watching some stupid TV show, betting on the outcome. At times like these, it sucked ass to be a vampire. You didn't need to sleep, you didn't have to eat or exude. While Seth could rest by sleeping, you had to stay awake with all your thoughts, excitement, worries, and expectations. On nights like these, it felt like an infinity. As you watched one of the contestants propose, you leaned your elbow into the backseat and realized you couldn't wait to be near Clearwater again. Your mind wandered back to his lips, beautiful glowy russet skin, and the invisible blush spreading on his cheeks whenever you were around. You even memorized the sound of his heartbeat… That's how fucked you were.

Around three in the morning, you couldn't stand it anymore - you and Emmett set out on a hunt. As per usual, Emmett looked for the biggest prey; anything that could tear his fucking head off, to be precise. You've settled for a couple of hinds, but Emmett roared as he and a mountain lion clashed it out. It was an amusing watch. You've spent the rest preparing an outfit and taking a proper, boiling bath. You've soaked in the water for almost three hours, helping your body to be seemingly warm. Sure, it'd drop to your usual temperature after a few hours, but long soaks were a neat trick when you wished to appear more human.

"I'm on my way." - You've finished preparations just five minutes ago. Since it was an informal event, you opted for a comfy pair of jeans, a striped t-shirt, and matching sneakers; you hadn't put on any makeup and let hair frame your face naturally. Just you, nothing else. All natural. - "We'll meet at Sam and Emily's at noon, you got that?" "Yes, admiral Y/N." - Cullen muffled, eyes fixed on some football. - "Say hi to Romeo." "Oh, you can do that to yourself."

Suddenly, the ride to La Push was too short for your liking. Your head was a mess - preoccupied with thoughts and a million of what-if scenarios. You've lost yourself to the train of thoughts, parking in front of Clearwater's residence before you could say Mississippi. It was a cute little house. Just like Black's, he'd most likely inherited it after his dad passed and Sue moved to Charlie's. It was a small, four-room home with big windows. As you subconsciously suspected, Seth must be a fan of sunshine and letting it in. The land was big enough for Seth to have a decent garden decorating the front porch. From what you could see through the window, Seth was a chaotic person. You'd assume he got distracted easily, the thought making you smile - multiple art projects were lying all over, all filled with jottings and ideas. You assumed they were meant for the kindergarten. Also, the decorations… His house was filled to the brim with souvenirs, framed photos, and hangings of pictures from kids. And the t-shirts and flannels laying all over the plates, half-used dishes that Seth was lazy taking care of, warm colors that not only optically enlarged the space but also must've looked amazing in sunlight. This house looked experienced and lived-in. It looked like a home.

The longer you waited around, the more nervous you became. After ten minutes of being patient, you've tried knocking, ringing the bell, calling him… Nothing helped. Where the hell was he? You've struck a deal and Seth didn't feel like the person to break it. For some time, you believed you'd been left behind, the feral vampire inside you howling with pain. At the thirty-minute mark, you started biting your lips as they quivered, your eyes swelling with tears. Maybe he'd bailed. Maybe Seth would arrive later? No, Seth would let you know, at least over texts or anything. He must've been inside that house. Now, you started full-on panicking as you circled frantically. With each step, you went into full emergency mode. Seth was a shape-shifter. Could that be dangerous, perhaps life-threatening? You ruled this possibility pretty fast - tracks and his scent trail were leading out of the woods, but it was around eight hours old. And there wasn't a fresher path created after. Well, he must've been inside, then. What if he was in danger? What if something happened? Could he fall from a cliff? Maybe into a canyon, some sort of ravine he was so obsessed with? What if he got crushed by a boulder? Or a tree? Or got bit by some unknown species? It was a long time since you became a vampire and all the listed possibilities appeared fucking likely and life-threatening. It wasn't a secret you lost touch with humanhood after a century or two… Let alone five. In hindsight, your imagination was running wild and adrenaline filled you up as your eyes scanned the windows, looking for any sight of life - none of these catastrophes could've endangered Seth. Panic ensued you. Well, you were still just a vampire who could only see how fragile could Seth be.

It'd be wiser to take a long breath, think it through, and think of a feasible explanation. If you'd stop then, you'd realized how fucked you were - there you were, worried to death for a man you proclaimed not to be in love with. What a liar you were, huh? Just the thought of not hearing Seth's heartbeat again, the thought of not ever seeing him again… Your mind constantly returned to Brianna's untimely demise over one-sided love. If Seth would… You'd never forgive yourself. Never. You'd give everything just to know he's safe.

Just like the idiot you were, you were breaking into his house just a minute later, trying to open both entrances and all the windows. If there wasn't anything to open easily, you wouldn't shy away from breaking some glass. You felt like a damn stalker. As you found his kitchen window cracked open, you thanked all the Gods above. Without thinking it through, you cheered and started opening it. You were more than happy to acrobatically climb over the kitchen sink. With a soft thud, you landed on the wooden floor, listening to the silent house.

Trying to remain unnoticed, just in case your brain freaked out over nothing, you took a good look around. There wasn't a sign of an abrupt departure, any signs of a break-in or unauthorized entry. Seth's scent filled your nose, making you hum subconsciously. God, he smelled so good. As you heard the sounds, your entire world stopped for a second, all the panic and irrationality subduing with a snap of a finger. The snoring. His breathing. His heartbeat.

Taking a few steps, you followed the sounds. That was when you faced Seth's bedroom door cracked open, seeing him tangled up under his blankets. His hair was let down, his features relaxed and his cheeks pink. Gods, Seth Clearwater was so fucking beautiful. The bedroom itself was untidy but homely, lived-in. His clothes were thrown on the floor and chair, hinting at Seth's relationship with the washing machine. Photos of family members were, again plastered all over the room, books and various notebooks lying everywhere. There was also an acoustic guitar in the corner of the room. Every inch of this room was filled with personality, just like Seth was.

A content smile spread across your lips as you opened the door. You walked over to him silently and however over him with a childish fascination making you smile. The blanket covered most of his body, only his shoulders peaking out, his heart beating steadily in his chest. God, you were such an idiot. He'd just overslept, no big deal. Should you just let him rest? Should you stay here in case he needs anything? You'd sit in the corner and disappear the moment Seth would wake up. Or, you could go ahead and arrive at the gathering, explaining Seth's asleep and will arrive later. Well, in that case, the others would ask how you got to know… You had to wake Seth up.

-WIP-

You’d have to explain yourself anyway since Seth clearly remembered your smell. He’d know you were there. Nervously, you walked to the bed and sat on the edge of it. For a moment, you just leaned into the mattress and watched Seth’s sleeping face. The long hair suited him, a lot. Before, you hadn’t caught that he had a small silver ring pricked into his ear; you also didn’t catch how long lashes he had or the small scar in his eyebrow. Dear fuck, how come you hadn’t noticed how pretty the man was? Wait. What the hell was this? A sudden melancholy coming out of nowhere? Did that happen to you around anyone you’ve known? Well, you couldn’t recall it.

“Hey. Wake up, sleepyhead. Come on.” - Slowly, you rose one of your palms and smoothed his shoulder, shaking him in the process. The man opened up his eyes for a moment and saw you sitting on the edge of the bed with one of your knees thrown over the other with your palm pressed on the hot skin of his body. Immediately, his brain assumed that you’re not real. How would you get there, huh? And why would you smooth his shoulder? Without putting any thought into it, he just threw palm over your knee, smoothing it back. Yet when he heard the gasp, he opened his eyes once more - and he saw that you were indeed more than real. Seth’s palm flew back to his body.

“Hey.” - He took a good look around the bed, realizing that he was still in his bedroom. - “You’re inside my house.” - This made you laugh. He informed you as if you weren’t supposed to know about it. - “I know.” - “Let me rephrase it. What are you doing in my house?” - At that, you finally got up from the bed. - “I was worried that something had happened to you. So I kinda broke inside through the bathroom.” - “You’re not even going to deny any of it?” - The man slipped a few strands of hair behind his ear, sitting up - stopping as he realized he’s more or less naked under the blanket. Seth held one of the hems around his chest, covering himself. Surely, you hadn’t seen anything you weren’t supposed to and you didn’t try to look for it.

“You saw me here and I did it, so why would I try to deny anything? Just do me a favor and move it, we’re supposed to be at Emily’s in twenty minutes and I’m helping with the lunch.” - With that, you left to sit in the car for a moment. Seth rushed out in the following minute, barely dressed up. Just as he locked the door, he was still putting on his sweatshirt and balanced on one foot.

Something else had caught your eye. It was the damn bun on the back of his head. Few strands of hair were flying around his ears and on his forehead, but fuck, you could see that he’s handsome. Only God was there to help you because you were starting to soften around the boy. - “I might fall asleep like that often.” - Seth told you as he fell onto the co-driver’s seat. - “Oh, sure. I’ll kick your door out next time, be sure of that.” - “You know, Jake told me you liked the Sea Wolf you’ve listened yesterday, so…” - He popped out a CD, wiggling his eyebrows. - “I liked what..?” - You asked back with confusion, leaving the road to Seth’s house.

Without any more explanations, the man just popped the CD in - it didn’t escape your attention that he hadn’t used the seatbelts, which took one furrow to fix. If you’d got into a car crash, you’d most likely just fly through the forth part of the car - but Seth was still kind of human, in the end. There was no excuse for him to not wear the damn seatbelt, no matter how hard would be to try.

It took him a minute to find the song question, which made you realize that he made you… A playlist. Yet as soon as you realized what song was playing, there was a huge smile on your face. It was the song you danced around in Jacob’s workshop. As you started to drum the rhythm into the steering wheel, Seth realized that this is maybe the biggest giveaway that you’re enjoying it. This alone made the man grin as he leaned back to the seat, looking on the road.

“There’s a lot more songs I thought you’ll vibe to. It’s… Old songs. Bella taught me to listen to most of them. Do you like it?” - He turned at you as another tune started to play. - “I do. Thanks.” - You loved it. The work he put into it, even though it was just a dumb CD with songs he thought you might like… You hadn’t received such a present in centuries. And for a minute, there you both were, just grinning back and forth at each other like two absolute idiots when you were standing on a turn on the main communication.

Well…

This wasn’t going as you hoped it would.

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Finale

I finally watched it, and the one before it, Inherit the Earth.

The scene where Dean dies, is a good scene in the sense that it felt true to the characters and their relationship. I remember very little about the penultimate episode.

Regardless of who we decide to blame for the awfulness that was the last 2 episodes (or really very nearly the entirety of season 15) I don’t think there’s any way to really avoid the fact that Dean/Cas was basically 11 years of queer baiting. If you don’t have all the approvals for hot man makeouts, then you really shouldn’t be encouraging characters to play a scene like a jilted lover. If you don’t have the signoff for man to man romancing, then I just feel like you shouldn’t be suggesting that one dude is the equivalent of another dude’s romantic partner. If you don’t have permission for Cas to say, “I love you” and for Dean to respond with, “I figgin’ love you back” then you should not have any love confessions of any kind beyond, “Bro, you’re totes awesome!” Because that’s a hell of a queer bait.

Which is all a completely separate complaint from the plain fact that those last two episodes were like legit bad. Hell, most of this season was legit bad. I’m sorry, but the current writers do NOT get Sam and Dean, some days I wasn’t even sure they understood good story telling.I was trying to explain to a friend who does not watch SPN why the finale was not good. I said there’s a reason Lord of the Rings ends with everyone saying goodbye to Frodo when he leaves for the undying lands, and not actually with Frodo hanging out in the undying lands, cuz that would have been hella dull, and extraneous to the story being told. DUH Dean goes to heaven, DUH Sam goes to heaven, I don’t even care about that. Who cares about that???????? I care about what the narrative has told me to care about, the characters and their relationships. So just leaving the two supposedly most important relationships up in the air while forcing me to watch a montage of Dean driving and Sam raising some strange boy that I don’t know or care about, is NOT a satisfying end to the story as it was told. Imagine if Lord of the Rings had skipped the Hobbit reunion scene and cut straight to Frodo learning how to weave sunlight or some shit with the elves! I mean, good for you Frodo, but who gives a fuck???? What about the emotional payload I’ve been waiting for????!?!?!

So we can blame Dabb, or the Network, or whoever, but at the end of the day it seems to me like they should have come up with a better ending from the start. The boys dying and going to heaven is dull dull dull dull no matter when they thought of it. Also, just putting this out there, but I did not need a series ending that was separate from the ending of the season or whatever. Jensen & Jared told them a year ahead of time they wanted to end it, you couldn’t come up with the season long arc/end that would have provided a satisfying ending to both the season and the series? You had time to invent Ms. Butters but not time to think up better ways to utilize the numerous regular characters that everyone already knew and loved? I wish this wasn’t your day job.

There were moments over the years when I really thought they were going to take the Dean/Cas plunge! But if I’m being honest, what I mainly felt about Dean/Cas for the last several seasons in perplexed. They barely had screen time together and when they did I frequently thought at least one of them was acting very OOC. In season 13 I was convinced there was something wrong with Cas when he got back from the Empty b/c he was acting so weird, in fact the entire narrative was strange, but that turned into....nothing? I felt the same way about Dean this season, who even is this Dean? Dean HATES dogs. Dean does not go along with the plans of supernatural beings. I mean, really you could make a similar argument for Sam. Sam LOVES dogs. There was an overall lack of continuity with previously established cannon, and it seemed pretty clear that they couldn’t figure out how to integrate Cas into the action without making everything blatantly homoerotic, but it seemed like they were trying to avoid that. So in my heart of hearts, I figured we would not be blessed with hot man makeouts, but just like Mulder, I wanted to believe!

At least I’ll always have seasons 1-11.

#spn #spn finale #spn s15 #spn spoilers #destiel #dabb critical #queer baiting #Also what did they do to Mark Shepherd?#We get random vampire girl from season 1 #but no crowley?#I mean I respect it #Crowley is the only dead character they didn't ruin #him and Andy #poor sweet Andy

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I’ve been rewatching Doctor Who lately (so far just the RTD era, not sure if I’ll keep going on) cuz quarantine so why not. But I had a realization of why I can’t get into Moffat era. It all comes down to one thing: the characters. Now I know this is far from the first post or article or anything talking about how Moffat’s characters aren’t as fleshed out and consistent. But it’s just, like I said, the personal realization I had about it based on my own perceptions.

I’ve always written fanfic about Doctor Who, just cuz I’m that kind of nerd. Even after all these years, I love coming up with new stories. Mostly, Tentoo and Rose and how Ten copes after Rose because the day I die will be the day I stop thinking they are the best tv couple (that never was😥). But I’ve written other stories about characters from RTD era, too. For the life of me, though, I cannot write about Eleven and his companions, and certainly not anything past that since I’ve barely watched it. I’ve written a couple pieces about Eleven thinking about his days as Nine and Ten, but that’s only cuz it’s focusing on RTD cannon really. And I realized I know the RTD characters. I can look at their face in an episode and read them. I can understand their drives, their arcs (even if not shown on screen). Throughout my rewatch, I’ve come up with entire stories based on just a single look a character gives. I can connect with them. It’s crazy, but I feel like I know those characters better than some people I know in real life. I can’t read a Moffat character that way. I’ve never connected with a Moffat character in really any way. I can’t write a Moffat character.

And I realized it’s because Moffat fits the characters to the stories, not the other way around. Whatever the story needs, he makes sure to fit the characters to those demands. Sometimes it’s not as noticeable (like the short exchange we see between Martha and Ten in Dont Blink where she says she has to get a job to support him. Really?) Other times it’s just complete nonsense (girl in the fireplace anyone?) In the one off episodes he wrote during RTD era I suppose it was whatever, albeit aggravating. Anything he did was pretty much undone by the next episode. But once he was given control of the series, character development and continuity pretty much went out of the door really making it impossible (or at least much harder) to connect with and understand characters. They weren’t people anymore, but rather more like props. And because of that, we get not only entire seasons of one offs, but whole retcons of past events and characters that just dissolve the story like acid. I mean, look at the 50th anniversary compared to The End of Time. Ten wouldn’t have gone from “yes I’m gonna save the time lords and bring back Gallifrey and it’s going to be great!” to “I’m willing to go against my own beliefs and shoot Rassilion to stop the Timelords from coming back” like that (when looking at it chronologically). Like jeez, what a slap in the face to Ten (and Nine for that fact) and RTD.

All Moffat seemed to care about was creating flash and trash. Something that looked prettier and maybe seemed better if you didn’t think too long or hard about it, but had no depth or substance. RTD invested in the characters to create stronger and more compelling stories. Moffat only cared about creating some sort of legacy of great episodes for himself, RTD cared about the meaning behind the show. Not to say RTD was always perfect about it. I’m currently rewriting The Christmas Invasion with some minor changes because I felt Rose wasn’t her full badass self in the episode. But I guess that’s the point. At the end of the day, when I see an RTD episode I don’t fully connect with, I just think of a few simple rewrites and small line changes to make the characters that much more like themselves as I percieve them. With Moffat, I don’t even know where to begin.

And obviously to each their own. I know there are people who love Eleven and Twelve and can probably understand and connect with them in ways I can’t. But that’s just the realization i had recently. I never understood why I could write and think of so many RTD era stories, and never a single Moffat one. But now knowing why has helped me further acknowledge why I can’t get behind Moffat.

#long post #maybe ill post more #i know its not really relevant anymore #seeing as Moffat isnt involved in the series anymore #but that wont stop me from continuing to trash him!#anti moffat #dw #original

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People are such pigs and animals and we're trying to salvage things and they keep playing it out and it's such f****** assholes they won't leave it alone and they won't make it work and they won't use it for anything or make their own and their s*** and here they are trying to ruin it and we're amazing a city portion of it just a small building really and it's historical. He says I don't think so there's plenty of something else and it's aiming higher then they're putting out this cloud. So when I say is it looks like a ship and the pointing at it like they've never seen one they're starting to yell and yell they didn't say this before and we're pulling them out screaming about it so someone had trouble with their shield or cloak and I'm wondering something that's happening all over the world in certain places and she's idiots and they're motivating their people other people see it too and her motivated it looks like they're trying to do in their own people's areas so I get that that's not really dumb but that's what they're doing and we can't get you anything and they can't the macs prevent it and they have a lot of powerful stuff and they're noting it finally

Justin

It's not awesome it's not your mom unless you feel right on you and pretty badly so you see what you're saying she's still doing stupid s*** and we know she is and it's because of her friend in there and you can't get it out and don't know what to do I just see what you're saying I don't want her to harm you either or me and she is a loose cannon on Deck just like this idiot Corine. And Lily is much worse this misrepresenting and I'll tell you what this is a crowd of s*** it's so stupid it hurts to talk about it they're so dumb what they're doing in the series of movies is terrible but it exposes it there actually spent is a lot spent people here in the Max and try to use in their losers

I'm answering into the contest I do appreciate it we need to learn what's going on firsthand or verify what we know and it's true there's a lot of questions these people don't have the answers and they're acting very bizarre they're probably just trying to kidnap people who says and that's what it is and I think I have it we have to do the same model car with the same plants to see if our plant ones are better or look better and if the motor too and we might try and do the trunk because we can just start producing and it's really not that hard and so he's going to see it if they can do it too and get other people too and that's the question Megan Merkel wants to and we think that's a go and so we're going to get ours going and you got to save yours going and bja is entering the contest with the Camaro and whatever the other car will be people say the different car and they'll be several weekend I would imagine so he's saying it would be the mustang would turn into the cobra and she says no don't say it and he said it and she's mad cuz it's the Ford GT and it can be turned into it she says it's a little work new tires and new rims at Lowe's and new suspension and the plantars and the whole kit and we'd like to take the window out but it's not a bad idea to leave it most people don't do it right so it's going to happen and she's still saying stuff she says I'm going to get mine going and you better get yours going and there's a year mustang that will work better and we're going to do that now and it is to become the GT not the Ferrari and we're getting going on now

Shaquille O'Neal

We're getting ours ready and we are changing it up and we are going to do the Camaro and the mustang and we're going to get the years on the mustang and the GT

Preston

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August third Prompt Serene.

EDIT: I completely forgot to add ages. Luna is 25/26- asra 23/24. Not gonna lie, I don’t know what the cannon ages are for Asra - some say he is like 26/28 at the beginning of the series and I am going with that cuz I write about adults. A/N: This is set in pre-canon. The Prompt Serene.

No major triggers just the mention of minor characters fate's. This is domestic fluff with an ominous ending. (spoilers ((kinda?)) if you have not finished any routes). Rating is M for language, sexual themes, and minor character death. This is asraxmc (my mc Luna) Summary: Luna and Asra love each other and such love cannot even be stopped by death, right? “Fuck!” Luna keened as she finished her orgasm. She was on top of Asra, who beneath her was a panting mess of a person. His face flushed like hers and his breaths shallow as he praised her with breathless admiration. He finished a short minute later and sighed with her sweet nothings echoing in his mind. She got off of him and they got themselves under the sheets and Luna laid her head on his chest. Asra kissed the top of her head as they caught their breaths.

The outside world didn’t exist when she was here in her partner’s arms. The sun had begun to set, warm colors of the ended day streamed in through the hastily closed curtains. There was a serenity in their breathing syncing. The silver of her laugh and the gold of his smile. She was his moon and he was her sun. Why not have a little star or two around? Their serenity happily broken by the pitter patter of little feet. Or the sticky fingers that poked their faces and smelled of the honey jar they stole into when their parents were occupied. Luna’s smile caused her cheeks to hurt.

“The Masquerade is soon,” Asra broke the silence with his tender voice. “What should we dress up as this year?”

Luna was silent for awhile before she said her peace, “Actually, before we discuss this there is something else I- I have been meaning to ask.”

The stammer prompted Asra to rise onto his elbows and Luna sat up. The linen blanket pooled at her bare waist. She tossed back her long black curls and didn't dare meet him in the eyes. Asra frowned, “Luna, is everything alright? You're not shy.”

They both shared a chuckle. He took her fidgeting hand in his and rubbed the palm of her hand, he waited for her to be ready. Luna took a deep breath and said at last, “What if I didn't drink the tea?” she lazily pointed at the lukewarm tea nestled cozily in the saucer. “What if I didn't drink the tea for the next few times...what if I said I wanted to grow our family?”

Asra's face journey was a short one. There was first confusion, surprise, fear, concern and then excited. “Is this what you want?” He asked with a content smile, his warm skin tone contrasted beautifully with her cool skin tone as he cupped her cheek. She had averted away from him during his processing. They met again, purple with blue. “Yes, Its taken me several months- but you're all I have Asra. My aunt is dead- my sisters and brother are gone and probably dead, my parents as well- if I have anyone else, I wouldn't know. And you- well, hopefully they can get out soon.” Luna chewed on her lip, they didn't like to talk about Asra's parents.

Asra's gaze shifted to their hands between them in their laps. Their knees touched and her head went to his shoulder. He embraced her and rubbed her back, “I think, I might need some time to think about this, is that alright?”

Luna glanced back up at him with a shy smile, “Yes, I think that's fair- I did kind of spring this on you.” Luna reached over and drank down the tea in two long drinks and placed it back down. “It's not that I don't want a family, Luna, its just that I have not spent months thinking about this- I swirled it around once or twice but I never thought hard on it.”

Luna chuckled, “I think it's because I am a little older than you.”

“By a few years.”

“Ah, yes, but it can still make a difference.” “We will readdress this after the Masquerade.” They laughed, Asra laid back down and began to list off the animals they could go as this year. Even throwing in that Muriel might need help with his costume. His voice faded from her ears, becoming almost white noise, she looked at her deck. The Arcana was whispering to her. They sounded like they were fighting, some calling out for her attention and others bickering amongst themselves. Her eyes went back and forth from Asra's relaxed frame, his hands behind his head and eye dancing with delight and the ever growing noise from her deck. Then she heard it. The skittering of ….beetles? Red began to grow in her peripherals as she stared at her deck. Her vision tunneled and all she saw was red seeping in around her deck. Her pulse quickened she smelled smoke and tasted iron. Asra's voice disappeared completely under the cacophony of the cards. Absentmindedly she rose from her love nest and went to the dilapidated dark stained wooden dresser and reached for the top of the deck. The MOON frowned up at her. She inhaled sharply- illusion, deception, difficult times, fear and hidden things. She was compelled to flip the next although she resisted but nonetheless she flipped over the next Card. The TOWER. Her hand shook above it. Tears welled in her eyes and cast off hotly down her cheeks. Danger, crisis, sudden change and destruction was all it said to her.

Luna hyperventilated. She resisted but her hand drew one last card. DEATH. She knew it didn't mean physical death but illness it said- an end and a failure. It was unbearable, she peeled herself away after she scattered the three cards. She turned away as the two cards on top of the deck called to her. She hit something warm that smelled of green and ginger tea. Asra, naked as the day they were born, held her close.

“Luna, you frightened me, what did they say.”

Luna shook her head in his embrace, his words were golden notes that cut through the skittering sounds of beetles and screams. She just buried herself into his embrace and he shushed her comfortingly.

#asra #asra x apprentice #asra x mc #spoilers #pre canon #the arcana

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shikai-the-storyteller · 5 years

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Homestretch....the final Cyberverse episodes... :’(

Season 3: Episodes 21 - 26

Episode 21

Ok so before we start, I gotta fess up and say I got spoiled for something because Twitter Sucks, so I know Tarn is in this series. Here are my predictions about that:

Megatron said he rescued Astrotrain from a tyrant. I thought he meant an Alt!Universe version of him, but now that I know This Bastard is gonna be in it, I’m guessing it’s Tarn

If Megatron DID save Astrotrain from Tarn, it’d be hilarious if Tarn & co. weren’t actually planning to kill Astrotrain, they were just using him as transport, in which case Megatron essentially car-jacked (train-jacked?) them.

As much as I rag on Tarn and the DJD I actually do genuinely love the idea of an Autobot + Decepticon teamup against the DJD THAT WOULD BE SO FRICKIN COOL....

Anyways, on to the episode!

Pics taken 10 seconds before disaster, rip Cosmos.

MEDIA BOT and Cosmos! :D GOSH COSMOS REALLY IS CONFIRMED FOR BABY THAT”S ADORABLE.....I’m so glad he’s finally back in a cartoon

OH WHOOPS I FORGOT WINDBLADE WAS FRICKIN DEAD (ish)

LUNA 3???

The “FORBIDDEN” moon?

Chromia: You can go there anyways! Bee: Huh? Chromia: When have the rules ever stopped you before? Bee: Fair point

BRO WHY DO YOU HAVE A TOY OF SQUIDSCREAM

aw I love all those photos of him and cosmos, that’s cute

Oh no did he quit the business because he lost Cosmos???

METEOR-FIRE what a cool name

I like this dude a lot

I love that he’s obviously depressed about losing his partner but immediately gets convinced to go break into Luna 3 lmao

HE’S GOT CUTE CAMERAS WITH HIM I love that

LMAO I was gonna say “Wow you just flip the switches alright” THEN HE JUST RIPS THE CORDS OUT I love this guy

Hmm suspicious

Aw I love the space-shots of Cybertron, what a gorgeous planet....

Oh hello cannon-fodder #418

SHOCKWAVE SHOCKWAVE SHOCKWAVE!!!!!

IT”S THE GRUDGE LMAO

It’s probably a sim that shows you the scariest thing you can think of

BLURR!!! AW THAT’S SO SAD

Ok I take it back, it’s probably like MTMTE’s “Cyberutopia” thing where it reads your memory files

Watch the cameras Bee!!!

“Bee, I don’t mean to alarm you, but the alien presence has taken over my circuits” *HEAD DOES A 180* GOSH I LOVE THIS FRICKIN SHOW

The facial expressions in this show are SO FUN Bee’s so expressive I love that

I like that Meteor-Fire is so chill about this, this ain’t his first rodeo

He just snaps his neck back into place that’s so freaky and they play it off so well lol

PRETTY SPACE BALL???? PRETTY SPACE BALL!!! HEY HASBRO CAN YOU MAKE A TOY OF THIS I WANT IT!!!!!!

Gosh I’d legit buy a gem like this if it had constellations engraved on it THAT’S SO PRETTY I LOVE IT

It’s a good thing that Bee’s got Meteor-Fire with him, this is his field!!!

Oh lmao JUST KIDDING I GUESS

Well so much for the alien, rest in pieces

I think Saling already said this in their liveblog but I love that Bee’s collecting Windblade’s parts a-la-Megaman X2 style

COSMOS!!!!!! Yay I’m so glad they got him back!!!

Meteor-Fire: Look everybody, Cosmos is back!!! :D ME TOO BUD I’m so excited to see my space-baby

RODDY AND ARCEE!!!! I love that Percy took over for Maccadam, but that’s also so sad!!! ALSO WHY HAS HE NOT FIXED HIS EYES, RATCHET PLEASE HELP THIS POOR GUY

Episode 22

OHH PRETTY PLANET

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: The background designers on this show are great

Rodimus: That place has nothing but bad memories for me Every Drift fan simultaneously: Mood....

I really don’t think they’ll bring Drift back (unless he’s like, a zombie, which would still suck) so that’s a bummer

Rodimus: *Talking about his trauma* Me, very distracted: Wow Bee looks really cute here

SERIOUSLY THOUGH THEY NEED RUNG IN THIS SERIES They need a therapist in every Transformers series, all these bots need therapy (though tbf they tried to give Starscream therapy and that sure didn’t help, pft)

GRIMLOCK MAYBE DON’T--oh ok too late WELL THERE THEY GO

Repugnis?? I don’t remember who that is

A CITY?????? PRETTY

INSECTICON

lmao the frickin voice actor for that grey dude cracked me up

BEE MAYBE DON’T IMMEDIATELY TRUST THEM

Energon masters???? What

Interesting that they used “She” for Grimlock

Affluence??

Oh great these guys are the Cybertronian bourgeoisie

Oh boy they’re just wasting energon huh

THE SHOCKS????

That’s a pretty bubble but JEEZ

OH NO WHY CAN”T HE TRANSFORM??

WAIT WHERE”S THE AUDIO oh wait no OP did mention there was an audio dropout

Is Grimlock gonna make friends with the bugs!!!

OH RIGHT the bug is Repugnis

Aw the bugs are way nicer than the bourgeoisie, surprising absolutely no one

HELL YEAH, EAT THE RICH GRIMLOCK

“If we let you go, things will change! We like things the way they are” jeez

I wonder how the Shocks came about

It frickin figures

PRISON BREAK BEE!!!!

EAT HIM GRIMLOCK!!!

“Well this is quite astonishing” cute....

YEAH I WAS WONDERING IF THEY HAD THE SAME ALT MODE they looked like they had bug-bits, I didn’t realize that thing was keeping them from transforming though

Episode 23

Oh right Megatron has a Matrix of Leadership I FORGOT ABOUT THAT

I ALSO FORGOT WHIRL WAS IN THIS SERIES, MY BABY.....

JETFIRE WATCH OUT YOU BIG NERD

“Rack ‘n Ruin and Ratchet” OH IS THIS GONNA BE A RATCHET EPISODE??? PLEASE?????? PLEASE SAY RATCHET EPISODE

Aw poor Rack n Ruin...

RATCHET BABY BOY!!! I forgot he was a New Yorker in this series lmao

“I LOVE Jetfire!” “I know, me too!” CUTE....

I love that every continuity has Ratchet stuck with someone who annoys him in a ship

I love that Ratchet’s not even concerned

RATCHET’S DESIGN IN CYBERVERSE IS SO CUTE...

Wait UNSPACE???? Isn’t that where they sent a bunch of bad people????

Different Quantum Frequencies??? Dimensionally aligned??? MAN I LOVE THIS GOOFY SHOW

“It’s a blue-purple” CUTE....

UH OH HERE COMES ASTROTRAIN throwing dead-end??

I love that Astrotrain is so HUGE compared to everyone else, thank you Cyberverse for my life

“Every time..” LMAO GOSH THIS SHOW IS LITERALLY THE BEST someone please make a gif of that. I love that this implies that every time someone rides in Astrotrain they get ejected at 100 mph and skid 50 ft face-first, that’s such a delightful mental image. I think this 5 second scene is legitimately one of my favorite goofs / scenes in this show IT’S JUST THAT GOOD

You can tell I really enjoyed something when I make a meme of it

IT”S ILLEGAL TO BE THIS CUTE!!!!!!!!

OK IT’S LEGITIMATELY A LITTLE FRIGHTENING TO SEE HOW HUGE ASTROTRAIN IS WHEN IN ATTACK-MODE, HE SO EASILY PICKED THEM UP but that’s why it’s cool for him to be SO much bigger than they are, I LOVE BIG CYBERTRONIANS

LMAO I LOVE ASTROTRAIN he’s such a turd to DeadEnd

“Time to pay Ratchet a house-call. ‘Cuz he’s a doctor!” I almost snorted my drink up my nose, I LOVE THE DORKY HUMOR IN THIS SHOW

I swear this series was made with me in mind

TWO HEADS, NO BRAINCELLS

You wonder if Shadow Striker and Soundwave ever just rock-paper-scissor to see who has to deal with the latest Autobot bs that day

“And we don’t” OH SHOOT THEY’RE BEING LEFT OUT OF THE DECEPTICON’S PLANS TOO...This is more dire than I thought

Man I really do love Shadow Striker and Soundwave, they’re the only competent Decepticons

OH NO NOT RATCHET!!! NO!!!!!

Ohh so Astrotrain is still a triple changer in this series!! :O

WOW A SHOT TO THE HEAD REALLY DIDN”T DO ANYTHING HUH

REST IN PIECES DEADEND lmao he and Percy both have good survival stats it seems

NICE MOVES GRANDPA glad your hips still work lol

Oh good I’m glad they actually kept the purple thing

RIP Rack n Ruin

DEADEND YOU DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT IS

YEAHHHHH SHADOW STRIKER AND SOUNDWAVE!!!!!

“You’ve been told this area is off-limits” Oh shoot so Megatron really doesn’t trust them with this huh??? Must be some serious stuff they saw while universe-hopping

“Make us” SOUNDWAVE I WOULD DIE FOR YOU MY SASSY BOY

Love that he’s pissing off this dude who’s literally 4 times his height, love my son

Shadow Striker & Soundwave are Goth / Jock solidarity

Ratchet: Yeah yeah yeah I know Cuteeee

Wow they’re really not gonna help Shadow Striker and Soundwave????

THEY’RE LITERALLY JUST DOLL-SIZE IN HIS HANDS which is probably a not great reminder for Soundwave after that Dr. Tentacle Dude incident

Astrotrain: *bops their faces together* heehee Soundwave: BI Shadow Striker: >8(

JEEZ, BYE ASTROTRAIN

THE STYLE IS SO JARRING I LOVE IT!!! I LOVE UNSPACE AND HOW IT LOOKS (especially when contrasted with the regular drawing-style of the show. Really great artistic choice!)

Oh shoot so Astrotrain can just leave whenever huh

Aw what cute high fives, man this show has such good vibes

Episode 24

NOOOO ONLY THREE EPISODES LEFT.....

:(((((

WINDLBADE!!!! I hope she’ll be ok

DID it work?? Wait you guys still have two frickin shards left, YOU”RE SO BAD AT THIS

A SHARK????? WTF

HE JUST PICKED HER UP AND DIPPED WTF WHO IS THAT

It’s not Skybyte obviously but he’s a shark too so WHO IS THAT

OHH IS THAT THE HALL OF RECORDS????

Wait wtf the Decepticons are attacking?? Oh wait RACK N RUIN DID YOU REALLY TELL THEM THAT

OH NO HE FROZE

WHOA WHAT”S HAPPENING

WHAT OPTIMUS NO

WHAT”S HAPPENING!!!!! WTF

I WAS GONNA MAKE A BSOD JOKE BUT I TAKE IT ALL BACK OPTIMUS PLEASE BE OK YOU CAN’T DIE IN THIS SERIES

Is this referencing the other time when he glitched oh no....I knew that’d come back to bite us

In other news, I love that we’re learning more about the life and (cyber)biology of Cybertron, I’m so glad we got to have pretty much almost the entire series set on Cybertron

I MEAN JUST LOOK AT THAT!!! THAT’S SO COOL!!! This is the stuff I want to see in Transformers shows!!!

Hasbro could literally make a nature documentary set on Cybertron and I’d be ecstatic. Gimme more details about their world and architecture and city stuff

“Fellow Primes, why have I been summoned?” Oh shoot so the other past primes can just jack OP’s consciousness whenever??? That frickin sucks. I do love the Atlantis vibes I’m ge HOLY FRICK IS THAT MAC

AHHHHHHHH MACCADAM!!!!!!!!!!! GRANDPA!!!!!!! PLEASE GIVE OPTIMUS DAD ADVICE!!!!!! IM SO GLAD WE GET TO SEE HIM AGAIN

Chromia: Bee are you crazy?? Bee: YES! *jumps off the ship*

I love that this weird storm cloud area is basically like an ocean, that’s so cool

OH NO BEE!!!!!!!

Jeez that startled me, the shark sounds just like Bee

“Well you’re doing a scrap job” lmao Chromia please

Oh it’s the Argon Sea, it IS an ocean pft

“An ancient evil” hooo boy

BEE he’s so cute. Wait don’t just jump down a random hole AT LEAST WAIT FOR CHROMIA

CREEPY TENTACLE STUFF AGAIN, JEEZ CYBERVERSE

KICK HIS BUTT CHROMIA

Aw man, not you too Bee

MISTRESS OF FLAME!!!! I get so excited about every IDW reference haha, I love Caminus and I love that they’re letting that still exist

JEEZ THAT”S NOT CREEPY AT ALL

Is this a Titan???? IT IS A TITAN

It’s like a Cthulu titan huh

Chromia: That is THE creepiest thing I’ve ever heard THANK YOU CHROMIA, SAME THOUGHT

Chromia’s just like “This doesn’t even come close to my Top 10 list of BS I’ve had to deal with lately”

More weird smoke, oh great

JEEZ THAT’S A FREAKY TITAN

Me, crying softly: GAY RIGHTS....(and Bee). MAN THE FRIENSHIPS IN THIS SHOW ARE SO GREAT :’)

ALCHEMIST PRIME!!!!!!!!! I FRICKIN KNEW YOU WERE A PRIME

“But this is not about me” I WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT YOU THOUGH

Wait why is a part of Windblade in Megatron’s Matrix

WHY WOULD THEY ALSO BE IN THE OTHER MATRIX oh they mean alt-universe them

It’s frickin HYSTERICAL that every time Optimus has some ~deep spiritual~ conversation with the past Primes he’s just standing there frozen while the Autobots wait for him to unfreeze like he’s some kind of ancient computer doing updates. Like, that’s legitimately one of the funniest pieces of information canon’s given us so far, thank you for my life Cyberverse writers.

I wonder if Arcee and the other bots ever take selfies with him while he’s frozen like that THERE’S SO MUCH POTENTIAL FOR COMEDY HERE

Optimus: *is frozen for a couple hours while talking to old Primes* Autobots: *put on PJs and unroll their sleeping bags so they can have a slumber party while waiting for him*

Heck now I’m just imagining them playing truth or dare or some similar game while waiting for Optimus to wake up.

I’m sure at some point during their voyage on the Ark, Optimus froze and they all played the “who can do this silly / embarrassing thing in front of Optimus and get away with it before he wakes up” game. Like, Rodimus somersaults down the hall while spouting fire in front of Optimus, Bee does a handstand while singing the alphabet backwards, etc, and whoever’s in front of Optimus when he “wakes up” loses. (It’d be even funnier if Optimus kept pretending to be frozen while they played until someone did something REALLY embarrassing and he unfroze to freak them out. Then again, the Matrix going back into his chest would probably be too much of a giveaway huh)

OH NO I WAS SO CAUGHT UP IN THE EUPHORIA OF THIS IDEA I FORGOT THERE’S ONLY TOO EPISODES LEFT NOW....

Episode 25

I love Astrotrain’s design (both in bot-mode and his alt mode) because he just looks like a grumpy evil train and that makes me so happy.

Also RAIN!!! I love rain and this looks so pretty

LMAO ASTROTRAIN YOU’RE SUCH A TURD I had no opinion of him before this show but now I frickin love him

HE PULLED THE CHAIR OUT FROM UNDER HIM

“I HAVE HIS MATRIX” OH NO DID HE STEAL THIS FROM SHATTERED GLASS’ OPTIMUS OH FRICK

Megatron running like that while holding the Matrix in his hands reminds me so vividly of a younger sibling stealing their older sibling’s diary and fleeing at top-speed from said older sibling and that’s hilarious to me. Megatron is so petty

Dang, so that’s how his eye got messed up. Ngl it’s a good look

CYBER COWS!!!!

Wow that wall is so WEAK the Decepticons are so dumb lmao

Oh yeah they have a new furry on their team

Rodimus: Math isn’t my strong-suit.

Arcee: Especially me! Arcee you are ADORABLE

OH SHOOT MEGATRON CAN TALK TO THE PAST PRIMES TOO...DANG

WINDBLADE!!! MAKE WINDBLADE A PRIME YOU COWARDS

Ok I know I said “Shattered-Glass Optimus” earlier but based on that spoiler some moron on Twitter posted, IT’S PROBABLY TARN...man I wish I hadn’t seen that spoiler but despite that IM STILL EXCITED

Makes you wonder how TARN got the Matrix though (not that I can’t guess 8( )

Oh my gosh I just realized we have the potential to see Windblade kick Tarn’s butt in this series. Cyberverse PLEASE, I’D LOVE TO SEE THAT

Ah so Astrotrain is the new scientist

Ur bugs are probably dead dude

LASERBEAK!!!!

RAVAGE??? Oh no that’s the furry dude MAN I GET SO EXCITED EVERY TIME, I KEEP FORGETTING

As much as I Die for loyal Soundwave, it’s really cool seeing him being his own character and acting on his own in this series and trusting his own judgement / surveillance! It’s so good. Soundwave you’re so smart (and I love that he loves Laserbeak :’) )

*SOBBING* CASE IN POINT...HE PET THE BABY..

OHOHO IT”S *THE* INSECTICONS

Oh shoot the Insecticons are deserting

“No one can stop him. Not even you” dang son

“He doesn’t want us. He wants you” OH BOY

MY BABY WHIRL!!!! THAT’S MY BOY

SEEKERS!!! I forgot we still had a few who Starscream didn’t frickin kill

NICE JUMP-ATTACK OPTIMUS I love that he cuts the dude’s weapon in half meanwhile Grimlock just frickin eats the guy lmao. So much for Optimus’ mercy

FRICK FRICK FRICK IT IS TARN

OK TARN OBJECTIVELY SUCKS BUT AT THE SAME TIME I ACTUALLY DO LOVE HIM BECAUSE HOLY FRICK IS HE A DANGEROUS CHARACTER AND THERE’S SO MUCH TO PLAY WITH THERE, I CANT WAIT TO SEE HIM AND HOW THEY USE HIM FOR THE STORY AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dead End: Yeah, I see your point Lmao I love this guy

Everyone’s gonna frickin die in this series

OH NO WHIRL oh wait yeah he and Dead End know each other, Whirl’s fine

SOUNDWAVE CAN YOU AND SHADOW STRIKER CHILL FOR 2 SECONDS

I love Skybyte’s voice

WOW MEGATRON, YOU”RE ONLY PROTECTING HALF THE PLANET, JEEZ

OH SHOOT

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh so that’s why they had a wall, Megatron you turd

WHIRL NO!!!!!!! oh he’s fine thank goodness

Did Megatron get taller??? He looks taller than Optimus now

Just use Optimus’ matrix you big baby

“It’s time I called in that debt you owe me. Now it’s time for you to save me” I LEGITIMATELY SHRIEKED OUT LOUD, AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

THERE HE IS, THERE HE IS THERE HE IS!!!!!!!

SCREW PAST ME’S OPINION, TARN IS FRICKIN COOL AS HELL

OH SHOOT THERE’S A TON OF HIM WTF

WHERE’S THAT FRICKIN “THERE IT IS, THERE IT IS, THERE!!! IT!!! IS!!!” MEME BECAUSE THAT’S BEEN ME THIS ENTIRE EPISODE HOLY HECK

Episode 26

MORE PRIME NAMES!!! A) that’s very pretty B) LEGIT THOUGH IF WINDBLADE’S THE ONE WHO KICKS TARN’S BUTT I’LL GO APE

OH FRICK IF OPTIMUS IS THERE THEN TARN REALLY DID KILL HIM or it means he beefed it in that universe, as he usually does

“I wish I’d gotten to know you better” 8((((((

What happened to Alt!Universe Optimus!!!!!!! How did you die!!!

Windblade: Optimus, you’re speaking in riddles... Optimus: I always do, it comes with the job of Prime. Windblade: Oh right

“A perfect Decepticon race” HOO BOYZY.....

“All because I spared your life” MAN THAT HURTS

At least they aren’t attacking them right now?

HOW CAN THEY POSSIBLY RESOLVE THIS SERIES IN 10 MINUTES

ASTROTRAIN YOU COWARD not that I blame him, every bot for themself I guess

OH NO THE HURT PUPPY WHINE MAKES ME SO SAD

HELL YEAH SOUNDWAVE SAVE MY BABY BEE

I TAKE IT BACK TARN IS CANCELED, HE HIT SOUNDWAVE

*AND* HE GRABBED CHROMIA, YOU”RE CANCELED, ALL THESE CLONES ARE CANCELED

SOUNDWAVE IS THE ONLY VALID DECEPTICON

Optimus: Can’t keep-- Megatron: WE MUST! Me: *SOBS*

OPTIMUS AND MEGATRON BACK-TO-BACK FIGHTING AHHHHHHHHHH, IT”S THE LITTLE-THINGS

Definitely not the right time for this joke but: AU where instead of saying “Powers of Cybertron, unite!” they say “GAY RIGHTS” to activate their Matrix powers

Frick what if they kill MEGATRON in this series

HECK YEAH EVERYONE’S GETTING AN UPGRADE

Megatron: We must join our Matrixes together! Optimus: Now REALLY isn’t the best time for a marriage proposal Megatron: What Optimus: What

Thank you for telling Optimus to get down for once instead of just blasting him AND the Tarn-copies, Megatron

OH FRICK IT IS ALT-UNIVERSE MEGATRON NOT TARN WHO’S THE BIG BAD

I LEGIT STOPPED BREATHING DURING THIS ENTIRE SEQUENCE AHHHH

THIS IS INFINITELY BETTER (AND WORSE) THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THAT MEANS ALT!UNIVERSE MEGATRON DID KILL OPTIMUS...MEANWHILE OUR UNIVERSE’S MEGATRON SPARED OPTIMUS...MAN THAT HURTS ME SO BAD

MEGATRON NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OPTIMUS SAVE HIM SAVE HIM PLEASE SOMEHOW SAVE HIM!!!!!

OPTIMUS LITERALLY FRICKIN RAN ACROSS THE ROOM TO CATCH HIM, MY HEART CAN’T TAKE THIS DRAMA

NO!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!! YOU CAN”T DO THIS TO ME CYBERVERSE

“Prime...one shall stand...one shall....” THIS IS THE SADDEST FRICKIN THING THAT”S HAPPENED IM LEGIT GONNA CRY, NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Hold on...my friend...” IM GONNA BAWL MY EYES OUT OPTIMUS

I legit had to take a moment to get up and do a lap around my room while processing what happened LIKE OK I KNOW THEY PROBABLY (???) WON’T PERMA-KILL MEGATRON BUT FRICK DUDE THAT WAS SO EMOTIONAL

MEGAOP RIGHTS....BUT AT WHAT COST

What’s fricking me up rn (granted, several things are fricking me up right now) is that this universe’s Megatron knew he could’ve achieved his goals if he’d just killed Optimus. He said so himself; he could’ve had it all but he failed “all because I spared your [Optimus’] life”. Whatever he saw in that other universe convinced him that killing Optimus just wasn’t worth it (or perhaps, deep deep DEEP down, he really doesn’t want to kill his old friend).

I’m rewatching that last minute and this feels like a frickin fanfiction. I’m Living but also Dying

I KNOW THIS IS A VERY TENSE SCENE BUT MEGATRON’S “I won’t pay for anything!” MADE ME LAUGH

SOUNDWAVE STANDING BETWEEN SHADOW-STRIKER AND MEGATRON!!!!!!!!! STANDING UP TO MEGATRON!!!! SOBS I LOVE SOUNDWAVE SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT ALSO PLEASE BE CAREFUL MY SWEET BOY!!!!! IF YOU GET HURT ILL NEVER BE OVER IT

Two reasons he could’ve done that: to keep Shadow Striker from getting super pissed off and lashing out at this enemy who’s way above their level, or because the “jacked up Frankenstein experiment” thing is a sore subject for her and Soundwave recognizes that (and frankly I’m leaning toward option B because SOBS....I LOVE THEIR FRIENDSHIP)

GOTH FRIENDS!!!

OH OK THANK GOODNESS, MEGATRON ISN’T DEAD DEAD YET

Dang so Megatron did kill Optimus

OH NO WE’RE GETTING A FLASHBACK

FRICK THAT”S SO GRUESOME, HE JUST RIPPED OPTIMUS’ CHEST OPEN

YOU ALREADY KNOW THE MOST PERFECT DECEPTICON, HIS NAME IS SOUNDWAVE!!! YOU JUST DON’T APPRECIATE HIM YOU BIG BULLY

Oh shoot so the Quints came to that world too

DANG HE JUST WRECKED THEIR SHIP HUH....

I’m loving this throwback to the IDW design

WOW Y’ALL JUST IMMEDIATELY WENT “SURE WE’RE ONBOARD” (I mean, good way to stay alive but C’MON GUYS....)

“I have no need for any of you” WHOOPS SO MUCH FOR THAT should’ve seen that coming

THIS SUCKS SO BAD

NONONONO!!!! MEGATRON!!!!

HECK NOW HE HAS THE MATRIX

wow you guys really just let Megatron fall to the floor COME ON OPTIMUS WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR SMOOTH MOVES

NICE ONE BEE!!!!!!

YEAH WERE ARE ARCEE AND HOT ROD

FRICK YEAH WHIRL, MESS HIM UP!!!!!!!!!

YEAH SHADOW STRIKER!!!!!!

RATCHET PUNCHING TARN HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!!!

FRICK HE CAN JUST MATERIALIZE LIKE THAT TOO

WELL THAT DIDN’T LAST LONG

BEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“And now you will pay the price...for being a hero” DANG THAT”S A COOL LINE BUT DON’T HURT MY BOY

FRICK HIM UP OPTIMUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WINDBLADE NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME TO SAVE EVERYONE

YEAHHHH WINDBLADE!!!!!!!

Yeah don’t turn your back on the body please

YO Astrotrain came back

ASTROTRAIN THAT SOUNDS SO CREEPY AND ALSO THAT’S SUCH A BAD IDEA, JUST KILL HIM

I know this is a kid’s show but PLEASE DO SOMETHING TO MAKE SURE HE WON’T POP BACK UP IN A FEW YEARS WITH ANOTHER ARMY

IM GLAD WINDBLADE IS BACK AND IM LOVING THE HUG BUT DID MEGATRON LEGIT FRICKIN DIE????

WHAT!!! WHAT THAT CAN’T BE IT!?!?!? HOW COULD YOU END IT LIKE THAT NO!!!!!!! THAT WAS SO ABRUPT nO!!!!!!!!!!

The last few episodes were such an adrenaline rush I CAN”T BELIEVE WE CAME DOWN FROM THAT HIGH SO QUICKLY....IS MEGATRON ALIVE??? KICKSTARTER TO FUND ONE MORE EPISODE???? SPARE ANOTHER EPISODE FOR A POOR FAN???

MAN I wish we could’ve stayed in the universe of this show for a little longer but dang!!! That was really really good!!! I’m so grateful we got to have such a wonderful series like Cyberverse! :’) Thank you to everyone who worked on this incredible show!!!

Man now I gotta wait for WfC for new Transformers content....at least I can look through the tag w/out getting spoiled now

A few more thoughts now that I’ve re-read my liveblog:

If Megatron could hop into the Matrix of Leadership he possessed, I wonder if he ever had a chance to talk to that universe’s Optimus Prime... :( based on what he said, probably not, but that makes me so sad!!!! Did they ever get the chance to work things out!!! IS MEGATRON ALIVE OR NOT.....

#i talk #I'm watching Cyberverse #Primordial Robot Hell #Cyberverse spoiler /#I feel like I got a shot of adrenaline right to my heart

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trashpandaorigins · 6 years

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How to Save a Life: Part Two

Bucky takes a bullet for Rocket. Not long after, Rocket returns the favor.

This is just my excuse to write melodramatically about Bucky and Rocket’s friendship. I didn’t flush out why they got shot/who shot them and the context around it….I just wanted to cut to the chase. The idea came to my mind and I had to write it out. I’m a glutton for platonic friends who are usually rough and closed off bonding and spilling their hearts out under life or die circumstances.

Thanks to @captaintoomanybattles or the editorial oversight and support, go visit their blog on Tumblr!

Go read their amazing Stucky/Avengers work at Skarabrae_stone on A03!

Part of the GRSB: Scenes From a Life series

Bucky’s head whirled around at the strenuous high-pitched squeak. Rocket was crouched, claws tugging at something lodged in his side. Bucky scrambled over, eyes expertly determining the extent of the wound. He squinted, the fur obscuring his analysis. Rocket was panting, eyes sharp with pain. Bucky moved the raccoonoid’s dexterous paws aside trying to get a better look at the bullet. “We’re gonna get this out,” he reasoned. Rocket smirked, holding his paw over the wound. “C’mon Barnes what’s another bit of metal in my skin? Add it to the collection yah know?” “Haha,” The man commented dryly. He scanned the area and turned once more to the raccoonoid. “Sorry about this Rocket I know how much you hate being touched, especially carried lovingly to safety.” “Barnes! What the flark are you...” the words were whisked out of his mouth as Bucky’s hands lifted heaved him up into the crook of his arm. Rocket cursed fluidly the whole way back, the spiked bullet pinching his insides every time he dared to claw away. Bucky swung open the door of their apartment, Rocket’s dark blood staining his arm and running down his side. “What happened?” Steve exclaimed his eyes flitting from Bucky to Rocket. “I’m fine, there was a fight...I wasn’t looking...but Rocket he...” “I’ll be fine Barnes!” Rocket growled, easing himself from the humans hold towards Groot. “We gotta call an ambulance,” Steve suggested. “No! A vet I think! Or animal control? I don’t know,” Bucky grabbed his cell off the table w a bloody hand. “An exotic vet? Are raccoons considered exotic pets?” “I’m not your....” Groot grew an extra branch shoving it between the raccoonoid’s growling jaws to shut him up and give him something to bite on as he began to extract the bullet. Bucky dialed, “Yes hello my pet raccoon’s been shot.” “I’m pretty sure it’s illegal to have a pet raccoon in the state of New York,” Steve whispered. “They might have changed the laws since we were kids though, I’m not sure.” “Damnit it!” Bucky hung up the phone. “I’m never going to understand this decade!” “I ain’t your pet,” Rocket seethed through gritted teeth as Groot finished bandaging him with leaves he’d grown. “I ain’t a raccoon and I ain’t dying so pipe down!”

Bucky couldn’t sleep. Not that that was unusual but this time he kept hearing that animalistic shriek of shock and pain as Rocket had been hit w a bullet larger than his fist. He tossed and turned finally throwing off the covers and got himself out of bed making his way towards the tinkering sound of Rocket’s latest project.

Rocket smelled and heard the humie before he saw him. But he remained focused on the new Sakkaran cannon he was enhancing. “You can’t be doing stuff like that Rocket,” Bucky’s eternally tired voice reasoned. “It’s one thing for guys like me or Steve or Groot to get hit with something like that but you...” Rocket turned, watching the human try to choose his words very carefully. It was kind of amusing, and he bit back a snicker as Bucky finally decided to let his voice drift off. “Why cuz I ain’t as big as you?” He turned back to his work. His side still hurt.

“Christ Rocket I use guns that weigh more than you!” Bucky came closer, voice exasperated. “You could’ve been killed...” he finished. Rocket shrugged, testing the lever in the cannon. “It was just one bullet,” he reasoned casually. “Rocket,” Bucky whispered hoarsely, the raccoonoid glanced at him from the corner of his eye. “Rocket listen to me,” “No!” The raccoonoid bristled, dropping his tools as he leapt up on the back of the chair and perched on it, his face level with that of the man. He jabbed a clawed finger at Bucky’s face. “ You listen to me ! It was just one bullet, hell I’d take a thousand bullets before I let the em take the only dumb ass who’s gone ever gone through the same shit I have! Before I let em take the only person who's made me feel like maybe all that torture and shit was worth it!” Rocket hissed hair stuck on end, hackles up. Oh god, Bucky thought, how many painkillers did Steve give him? I knew we should’ve used the children’s Tylenol! “I blame myself for that...for what they did to you...if I let you die for me....” he shook his head running a hand over his face. “Will you quit it with that guilt bullshit for one second?!” Rocket snarled, teeth bared. “You remember how I told yah about how they made me? With sentience and all that philosophical crap? Choices Barnes! I can make my own dast choices! Well I made my choice and I’m gonna keep making it!” “What choice is that?” Bucky questioned, arms folded. He couldn’t face Rocket’s red eyes. “You said it yourself,” Rocket’s voice fell to a whisper. “I gotta watch your six. Well I’m watching your six and your third and your one hundredth.” Bucky bit back a small smile. “I said I had your back Barnes, I’m choosing to watch your back and if I get smoked to save your butt that’s my choice too.” The humie reached out a hand of protest. Rockets lip curled, tail thrashing. “Don’t you dare,” he growled, dangerously eyes narrowing. “Don’t you dare take that away from me. You try to take away that choice then your no better then them.” Silence fell around them. Fuck , Rocket cursed inwardly. He’d gone too far. As usual he couldn’t keep his fucking mouth shut and now he was going to pay for it. He waited for the blow, “Your right,” Bucky admitted softly, leaning against the workbench. “Your right.” Rocket scratched his ear in agitation. “I respect your choice,” Bucky sucked in a breath, meeting his eyes once more. “But I don’t agree with it.” Rocket’s tail twitched, he balanced on the back of the chair. “Ain’t no thing like me ‘ceped me,” he quipped, Bucky looked up. “...and you. Your the closest thing I got.” “I’m not a very good option,” Bucky murmured, voice cracking. The large bandage around the raccoonoid’s toro sent and inexorable wave of nausea through him. Rocket spat at the ground. “You listen to me and you listen good.” He scooted the chair closer and leaned towards Bucky, scrutinizing. “Fuck I wish I was drunk. But unfortunately for the both of us I’m stone cold sober so listen up.” Bucky blinked, bracing himself. “....You got better...after what they did to yah. You were able to love Steve and save the world and...you got outta that place and you became better.” Rocket’s whiskers twitched though Bucky couldn’t quite read his face. “I didn’t get in front of that bullet cuz you needed saving. I got in front of that bullet cuz.....cuz..you made it though what they did to us. You went through hell and came out the other side....cuz...” Rocket tried to find the words. He closed his eyes for a moment then looked squarely at Bucky taking a fragile breath, “cuz we are Groot...” he forced the words through the lump in his throat, they were so heavy.

What the hell is that supposed to….? The confused skepticism died in Bucky’s mind the instant he took in Rocket’s face. Wild animal eyes brimmed with tears, face screwed up with grief and longing.

Now he’d done it, Rocket cursed himself. He’d never said those words aloud before and now he’d blurted them out like a lunatic. It made no sense! Fuck he’d just ripped the callous right off. Forget the wound in his side, this hurt way worse and you couldn’t stop emotions like blood. He looked at Bucky and sniffed. That right there was why humans gave him the creeps: they said too much with their eyes. Too many things he couldn’t understand. The man before him nodded, taking a deep breath. Silence fell around them once more. Bucky picked up a grailian screwdriver on the table and fiddled with it. He didn’t speak Groot...but he was intuitive. And those three words made him feel humble, small but it in a pleasant way and it moved him. “I guess I just got used to Steve being the only one to give a shit.” He half joked after awhile. “Tsch, not anymore so get used to it.” “I’ll do my best,” Bucky grinned easing himself into the chair. Rocket turned and climbed down little claws going across his arm and back down to the ground. “Barnes?” “Yeah?” “If I ever do kick the can for your sake, do something for me would yah?” “Of course,” Bucky replied in earnest. A wicked grin laced the raccoonoid’s face. “Just don’t turn my tail into one of those hats you homies where from the old days.” Bucky let out a bolt of laughter, “WHAT? Rocket! I was gonna be Davey Crocket for Halloween!” “Who the flark is Davey Crocket?” Bucky began to explain but Rocket interrupted him. “Whatever, where’s that old timey helmet you got?” Bucky lifted a brow, he knew that tone. “Why?” Rocket only smiled impishly. “Cuz I promised the lady at the pawn shop I’d bring her something good! That gross old jacket made me a fortune she loved it!” It didn’t take Bucky long to connect the dots, “Your pawning off my stuff from the war?!” He stood up only half mad. Rocket licked his lips, leaning down to pick up a spare part to the cannon, “Oh yeah. Humies love shit from World War II. Where’s that helmet at?” Bucky shook his head, “No helmet. But you can take one of the pistols. C’mon I’ll show you.” Rocket followed the man through the hall and paused, watching the humie walk w his one arm and slight limp.

Damn Barnes....you don’t know how far you’ve come do yah?

The End

#grsb scenes from a life #rocket raccoon #bucky barnes #steve #groot #avengers #gotg #my writing #stucky

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whateverisbeautiful · 7 years

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Reveling in Richonne

#99: The TLC (7x16)

Every time Rick and Michonne have a scene, or even just a moment together, it’s electric. Like every single time, since the beginning. 💯

They can make such a huge statement with something as small as a gesture. Which leads me to the final Richonne moment of season 7. 😋🎉

So we have this montage of all the happenings after the battle. We see all these different activities and what people are up to and then we get a visual that shows us why Rick is the realest of ones. 👌🏽

Y’all I seriously love that they included this moment in the montage of Michonne resting up and Rick being right by her side holding her hand. 😊

It’s so good and Rick is a man who has his priorities all the way straight!

I loved the way they pan over from Tara and Rosita and then for a moment you just see Michonne lying in the nearby bed and then they reveal what I’ve been saying since the start of these posts which is that Rick and Michonne are legitimately magnets. Cuz sho nuff, Rick is right there with her. 👌🏽

I remember watching this moment the first time and just being like…

Cuz this was such a nice way to close out the Richonne of the season. It's kind of mind boggling how much camaraderie, chemistry, and just pure love is conveyed in just this one shot. 🙉☺️ Like there’s so much good stuff about this single wordless moment.

Like One; It really does show how R&M are always a priority to each other. Cuz Rick is ASZ leader and it could be easy for him to get occupied with a bunch of different things as all these communities are now looking to him to guide them but I love that none of that is going to stop Rick from being in the most important place for him to be which is by Michonne’s side.

Two; This was also nice just cuz like Rick isn’t necessarily buddies with Tara and Rosita but he’s in this room because he’s going to be there for Michonne regardless. Like here’s the Rick Grimes sitting in this room with these ladies because this is where his woman is so this is where he wants to be as well. 😊 I love that they are always such a unit and package deal. 🙌🏾

Three; It’s precious to know how much Rick wants to take care of Michonne. Like this is such a husband and wife moment and you just knew Rick’s going to be dedicated to making sure her healing process is as smooth as possible lol.

And it’s especially sweet cuz he’s not just sitting by Michonne’s side, he’s holding her hand and just trying to provide some form of TLC cuz Homeboy always wants to be useful and cuz magnets. Here for it. 😋

Four; I adore the little subtle smiles. 😊

Like y’all these two are the cutest and they make each other so happy. I love that you can always see the gratitude Rick has for Michonne radiating off him and especially here as he smiles and nods he just seems so happy that she’s okay and that she’s still with him.

Five; This moment really parallels the moment when Rick was by Carl’s side when his eye was shot out.

And I love that we get to see how committed Rick is to his family and that Michonne really does get the same treatment from Rick cuz he knows she’s his immediate family.

Like she truly does share the place in his heart where his children are and I love that their love goes that deep.

Six; During this whole montage we hear this voice over with Rick and mainly Maggie speaking and I love that the part of the voice over that’s spoken during this Richonne moment is Maggie saying, “That was the decision that changed everything.” in referencing how Glenn saving Rick really started this whole chain of events. 😭

It’s super sweet and it’s fitting that this line is said over this image of Richonne cuz this line is also super significant for Rick and Michonne too.

Cuz everything in R&M’s journeys led them to each other. And when they came into each other’s lives everything changed and slowly but surely got better for them.

I love that in a world with so much loss, Rick and Michonne still gained something so invaluable when they found each other. And I love how visibly and authentically they cherish what they’ve found in each other. 😊

As I thought about this relationship, even outside of them being a couple, I realized just how crucial and important the character of Michonne is for the character of Rick in this story.

Cuz before she came into the picture, Rick’s relationships were mainly with people who were more like younger siblings or elders. Like he didn’t exactly have someone who was explicitly a peer that he himself could lean on and look to.

But ever since Michonne came into his life it’s allowed us to see a different more free and human Rick. A Rick that even seems new to himself because of how liberated he can be with her. So she really did change everything for him. 👌🏽

And he changed everything for her when he carried her into that prison rather than just take the formula, cuz he gave her a family and she gave him his true self. 😊

I seriously love how Rick and Michonne really have met their match and their equal and their future and their soul mate.

And this closing image of them just let you know that Rick and Michonne are going to stay side-by-side, even if not always physically then mentally, no matter what and for as long as they live. (Which should be a long time since they're the ones who live 😋)

Season 7 really did bless us with some Richonne gold. Like the handling and depiction of Richonne remained quality no matter what else was going on cuz they are the GOAT. 🙌🏾

I feel like seeing this last Richonne moment of season 7 really established that we’re only going to see their bond get more unbreakable and their love get even deeper when they returned back onto our screens.

Cuz they had a lot thrown at them in this season and yet they only continued to get closer and rise above together. That’s the real deal love, y’all.

And I love that we end their first full season of canon with them side-by-side and more together and in love than ever. 😊

One thing that really impressed me is how after every golden Richonne moment I’d always think there’s no way it’ll get better than this, but it did. They top themselves all the time. 💯👌🏽

Like I saw the Kiss of Life and was like this has to be the best it can get and then we’d get the cell scene and then we’d get the cat callback and then we’d get a whole heavenly episode made of Richonne gold and so much in between. Gift. That. Keeps. On. Giving. 🙌🏾

Rick and Michonne’s scenes, from the fence arrival in season 3 all the way to Rick being by her bedside in this room in season 7, are just so good and meaningful and authentic and special...which makes sense cuz Richonne is all those things too. 😊

So all I know is we’re blessed and I have a feeling we have a lot more Richonne gold coming our way. 😌

Naturally, the obvious way to close out my final post of season seven is to reference a rap verse (??🙈😂), but it just really applies lol, so I just have to say;

Richonne’s the best yet and yet their best is yet to come. 🙌🏾💯😋

Oh yeah and one more thing y'all...

We Made It!! 🎉🎉🎉

Y’all thank you so much for reading all these posts and for spending the last two months of the hiatus with me!

I started this on August 22nd and was determined to be consistent with my posts all the way until October 22nd to get us to the season 8 premiere. And here we are!

And I’m seriously so grateful for the support and especially for every comment and message. Like to hear people take time out to express that they enjoyed my posts or that my words actually made them smile or laugh 😂 or see Richonne in a new light made me so happy. And in particular to hear that my thoughts on certain moments were actually something that was looked forward to was really encouraging to me. It all sincerely made my day. 😊🙌🏾 So just know...

I started writing out all my thoughts on Richonne not even knowing if I’d share it. I just had to finally put my analysis and novels-worth of thoughts on paper. And then I thought maybe just maybe someone else would enjoy reading them too since I know how much I enjoy other’s Richonne analysis.

I meant it in my first post when I said if my break downs just make one person smile it would be worthwhile, so to receive so much kindness and support was such a pleasant surprise and really helped me stay consistent with my goal.

I was nervous at first cuz I was like what if I sound repetitive or make a mistake since people know so much about them already (and I def did make some mistakes (cannon/canon😂 😂 )) and plus I’m the one who was late to the Richonne party but y’all were still so kind so I ended up having a lot of fun doing this and y’all are a big reason why.

As I wrote these posts I just realized more and more what a masterpiece Richonne is. Like they really are something special. 😊💯 Even their deleted scenes are special, y’all...

And it’s so nice that for as many moments as Richonne has, they’re still not done. 🙌🏾Like I managed to find 99 moments to talk about in regards to Richonne (and I didn’t even go into “Clear” and some of their other great standout pre-canon Richonne moments that I missed in the moment due to being in the sunken place (analysis coming soon😉)) And Richonne isn’t even what the show is all about but they’re that good and make the most of each scene to the point where there can be so much to talk about.

And it’s crazy that in a few hours, we will have some new Richonne gold. 🙉

And y’all I have no idea what to expect for the premiere, like I really don’t know anything going into this season but I have hope that TWD will remind everyone why this is the show we all fell in love with.

Cuz yes there have been some major missteps made in the series, but at the end of the day it’s undeniable that there was something really special about this show and specifically these characters. So while I’m going into this season with realistic and sober expectations I also believe TWD still has some quality stories left to tell and so here’s to hoping it delivers as best it can.

And the cool thing is that no matter what else happens I know that the Richonne moments we’re going to get are going to deliver like always. 👏 Whether it’s just a few moments or a lot, they’re going to be great. 🏽And I’ll be ready to take note of all of it like…

I’m so touched that some have expressed wanting to know to my season 8 Richonne thoughts and y’all already know I’m gon’ have some thoughts lol. 😂 So my 100th reveling moment will be the first Richonne moment we get in the 100th episode. 👌🏽

So y’all thank you for letting me recap scenes you already know so well. You know how people say “I could go on forever about this”? Thank you for listening to me actually go on forever about Richonne and talk about them in-depth.

Also thanks for letting me just be my extra and silly self and for letting me say “magnets” a million times in these posts (lol I mean but R&M really are magnets tho 😋)

We all have a story about when this show became more than a show and when Richonne stole our heart so thank you for letting me share mine.

These posts were started cuz I just wanted to share my journey with falling in love with Richonne’s journey. So thanks for going on this little journey with me.

And thanks for reveling with a sister. 💕😊💕

Season 8 Richonne gold here we come! This should be fun. 😋👌🏽

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