#i need to know how long is she does that.......... i need the whole backup story behind it............

[midnightquips]

What We Never Were

Jake Seresin x Reader

Summary: Y/N needs a fake boyfriend for her sister’s wedding. Jake Seresin, her childhood best friend, is all too happy to play the part—until pretending starts to feel dangerously real. One bed. Old feelings. A week of dancing around the truth. She thinks he’s out of reach. He’s just been waiting for her to see him.

Themes: fake dating, bestfriends to lovers, pining, slow burn, fluff

🔴 MINORS DNI 🔴 Warnings: 18+ content, eventual smut, dirty talk, praise kink, jealousy, soft aftercare, pwp, piv sex, unprotected sex, mild praise kink, foreplay

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Author's Note: Hopefully this chapter makes you guys feel things are MOVING. After the pining, comes the longing.

Chapter 3

Part I – Something’s Different

The morning marks the day before the wedding and it’s already chaos—but you should have expected this. Celine is a perfectionist in heels, wielding a clipboard like it’s a weapon of mass destruction. From the moment you stepped into the kitchen, she was directing people like a sergeant general, and naturally, you were enlisted.

Jake watches the whole thing from the kitchen island, arms crossed, coffee in hand, amused as hell.

“Need backup?” he drawls.

You give him a look. “She’ll draft you into centerpiece duty soo enough. Don’t get too comfortable.”

But Jake doesn’t move. He watches you instead—watches the way your forehead wrinkles when you read over the schedule, the way you gently talk your mom down from a minor meltdown about table placements, the way you balance holding a mimosa and a highlighter like it’s a military operation.

You’ve always been bossy when you needed to be. Commanding. Capable. But this? This version of you is glowing. A switch had been turned on inside of him since you’ve been sharing a bed, something insatiable. 

Goddamn, look at her. She doesn’t even know what she does to people.

And Jake’s not sure what’s worse—how much he wants to bend you over the kitchen table or how fast his heart starts when you look at him and smile.

Get it together, Seresin.

He should offer to help. 

But he’s distracted by the way your shorts cling to your ass when you bend to grab something from the bottom drawer. The way the strap of your tank top slips slightly off your shoulder. The curve of your neck, the faint sheen of sweat on your collarbone.

If I had five minutes alone with her—if she gave me even half a sign—fuck, I’d ruin her.

No. No. Not like that. She's your best friend. You don’t screw this up because you’re horny and stupid.

Jake swallows hard and sips his coffee instead.

You walk past him and toss him a towel. “Get dressed, Hangman. You’re not wearing boxer shorts to rehearsal brunch.”

He arches a brow, deliberately staying seated. “What if I do?”

You grin, cocky, waving your phone in front of his face, a current photo of him clear, “Then I’m posting the photos.”

He’s up in a flash, chasing you down the hallway, both of you laughing. You lock yourself in the bathroom before he can catch you.

“You’re not as fast as you used to be!” you shout through the door.

Jake leans against the wall, smirking, heart thudding a little too fast.

God, I fucking love her laugh.

He’s relieved to seeing you more relaxed. He understands the past days have been quite heavy with the impact of memories and realizations. This is how you two have always been. Teasing. Easy. Familiar.

But also different.

He’s hyper-aware of every small move you make. He can still hear your laughter. He remembers the way your thighs looked under that dress the first night at the Hard Deck. The way you hugged Rooster and Jake wanted to deck him on the spot. The way your eyes spark when you talk shit.

He’s spent the last few days trying to pretend it’s all platonic. That the way his hands hover near your waist when no one’s looking doesn’t mean anything. That he doesn’t think about what your skin would feel like under his palms.

I think about her more than I should. More than I ever meant to.

She’s your friend. Don’t cross that line unless you’re ready to never come back.

But it’s all getting louder now.

While everyone was busy getting ready, the house is in a rare moment of calm. You’re sitting cross-legged on your bed, trying to figure out what shoes to wear for the rehearsal when Jake walks in without knocking, towel wrapped low on his waist, shaking his hair.

You glance up—and promptly forget how to breathe.

Is it the first time you’ve seen Jake shirtless? No, he literally slept beside you shirtless. But it is definitely the first time you feel flustered enough to be concerned

“What are you doing?” you manage, trying very hard not to stare at the way his abs flex with each movement.

Jake moves languidly, not at all concerned to be in the state he’s in around you. 

Heraises an eyebrow. “This is my room too, remember?”

You clear your throat, trying your best to avoid looking at his V-line, “Do you have to be THAT undressed?”

Jake grins, arms crossing, “You can look if you want you know.”

You finally give in to the urge to smack him before turning back to your luggage while he simply laughs it off. 

He sees the way your eyes flick down before you catch yourself. The blush crawling up your throat. And he files it away for later.

She looked.

She looked and she blushed and that means something. Right?

Stop it, Seresin. You’re acting like a goddamn teenager.

He puts on his boxer while your back is turned, pulls a clean T-shirt over his head and throws the towel toward the hamper all the while watching you from the back.

“You know,” he says as he sits beside you, “I think your mom likes me more now that she thinks we’re a couple.”

You roll your eyes. “She thinks you’re going to marry me. It’s horrifying.”

Jake shrugs. “Wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.”

You pause.

Your heart thuds once. Loud and unsure.

Jake doesn’t notice—or pretends not to. He nudges your knee with his. “You got your shoes picked?”

You nod, and just like that, the moment passes.

But he watches you out of the corner of his eye as you slide a heel onto your foot.

Fuck. I’d give anything to have her under me in those.

Okay. Enough. You can’t think like this. You can’t fuck this up.

He’s not thinking about the rehearsal. He’s thinking about how your legs would look spread open on this bed. About how many ways he could get you to fall apart for him if you’d just give him one goddamn sign.

He’s thinking about the fact that you’ve always been just his friend.

And that maybe he’s finally ready to stop pretending that’s all he wants.

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Miguel O'Hara — Love Sick

a/n: i've been slaving over genetics (and biochemistry) lately, and when i was scrolling on tiktok during my break i saw this one superbat imagine and thought of writing it with my favorite geneticist

cw: uh just fluff ig, miguel o'hara is not good with feelings, miguel o'hara is emotionally constipated

You haven't always had the best of luck in your life.

It wasn't so bad that it made you hit rock bottom, but you've had your fair share of moments where you ended up drawing the shortest end of the stick in the game we all call life.

And as you stare at Peter's hand balled to a fist, and yours with two of your fingers pointed out, his hand forming a rock and yours forming scissors, you quickly conclude that this is one of those moments.

Under normal circumstances, you wouldn't put losing to Peter in rock, paper, and scissors as top 5 of the worst moments of your life; however, this is different. To explain just how different it was, we need to go back to a few minutes ago, the reason why you and Peter had to play in the first place.

Not long ago, you received an alert from the Spider-Man 2099 himself asking for backup. You didn't bother to respond as Jess had already reassured you that she's got him—as it turns out, she, in fact, does not have him when she teleported back with an unconscious Miguel draped over her shoulder.

That, in itself, is already worrying enough. But what worried you more was Lyla's report on your boss' situation, relaying the information to Miguel's inner circle of most trusted Spider-people, including you.

"He's been hit with a love potion, an incredibly potent one at that," Lyla reports, her holographic form adjusting her heart glasses and typing away on her holographic computer. "It hasn't kicked in yet, but it will the moment he wakes up," Lyla adds before looking up from her computer, disappearing and reappearing in the middle of the huddled-up spiders

"And when he does, he'll be head-over-heels in love with the first person he sees," The AI informed them in a serious tone, before grinning like the mischievous rascal she is.

"So... Who will the lucky person be?"

It has been decided amongst your group that whoever loses shall be the unfortunate soul that needs to deal with Miguel's affection until Lyla and the other Spiders have concocted an antidote for everyone's admired boss.

And now, you stare back at your hand, then at Peter's, and back at your own hand again. Silence fills Miguel's spacious office as all eyes land on you, and you can feel your cheeks already starting to warm up.

"Can't we just blindfold him?" You spoke before anyone else could, looking over at the holographic AI, who seemed a bit too pleased with the results. "Or lock him in a room or something?"

"Don't be so barbaric," Peter spoke with amusement in his voice.

"Right. Besides, it can't be that bad!" Lyla spoke, her voice with a hint of something that you can't quite put your finger on. Mischievousness? Teasing? Hinting at something she knows but you don't? You didn't know for sure.

"I think Miguel would prefer being locked in a room than being lovesick for an entire day." You respond with a sigh as Peter practically drags you toward where Miguel is currently lying unconscious, and you have no other choice but to let him.

You were a person of your word. You can't possibly back out now just because you lost.

You tense slightly as your spider sense alerts you that Miguel is starting to wake up, feet glued to the floor when he starts to stir.

"You'll be fine," Jess tried to comfort you with a poorly hidden amused smile on her face, followed by Peter patting your back, and you didn't have to turn around to sense that he'd already whipped his phone out to record the whole scene.

The whole room was tense, or perhaps it was just you. Ice ran through your veins the more Miguel moved, and you could feel everyone's eyes on you as his hand moved to rub one eye before finally, finally.

His eyes flutter open.

Ruby red irises land on your form, and you can see a hint of your reflection from his intense gaze. The first person he saw as he awoke.

He stares at you in silence, gaze glued to yours, raking over your visibly tense form as you stare back at him. His face remains neutral, and you're already bracing yourself for his affection—may it be in the form of verbal affection or physical affection.

Miguel then leans forward to sit, before slowly standing up.

You watch as he takes steps toward you, his hand already rising and about to reach out. Your heart skips a few beats, trying to beat right out of your chest to meet his own halfway.

When he was closer to you, you tense up even more, ready to be pulled into his arms...

Except... he just slipped past you.

The hand he raised earlier ran through his hair, his eyes now on Jess.

"Mission report," Miguel demanded in his usual neutral, gruff tone as everyone looked at him with jaws dropped, all dumbfounded by his casualness.

The drowsiness seems to have left Miguel by then as he looks at everyone. He raises a brow in confusion as he notices everyone's stupified expressions and Peter's phone still pointed at him as if they were expecting something from him.

"What?" He asks, brow still raised.

"That's... This isn't how it's supposed to go!" Peter was the first to speak, begrudgingly putting his phone in his robe's pocket.

"Peter, I'm already not feeling well." Miguel responds, brow scrunched as he turns to face Peter, "I have no time for your antics, and that goes for you, too." He adds, pointing towards you on the last part.

Lyla's hologram hen shows up on Miguel's shoulder, bent over and examining Miguel's face, a hand on her chin as she hums. Her boss raises his brow again at this, trying to shoo her away, only for her to keep insisting.

"You were hit with a love potion, Miguel. Quite a potent one, too." Lyla informs the man who's looking at her with a skeptical look in his eyes as she continues, "I calculated its effects would include being down bad in love with the first person you see when you regain consciousness."

Miguel blinks at that, his eyes landing on you, and you recognize the flicker of understanding in his gaze as he does before looking back to Lyla and to the disappointed Peter and the less-visibly disappointed but still very much disappointed Jess.

"Well, it didn't work." Was his simple response, which caused a groan to resound from Peter and a shake of a head from Jess.

"Come on, not even a bit?" Peter asks, looking at Miguel with narrowed eyes. "Look at them, don't you feel like pulling them into your arms and kissing them until the sun sets?"

"First off, that's highly inappropriate," Miguel responds, his hand coming up to pinch his nose bridge in between his fingers to nurse a headache already starting to come up. He says your name exasperatedly, "Please don't mind him. You know how he is."

Before Peter can voice out the offense he took to Miguel's words, Jess speaks up with curiosity and a hint of suspicion in her voice.

"But how come it didn't work?" Jess asks, her brows furrowing in confusion, looking at Miguel, whose face remained neutral despite her questioning. "Lyla was so sure it affected you, and it affected you enough that you lost consciousness, and suddenly it just... didn't have an effect?"

Miguel clears his throat at that, subtly looking to Lyla to give Jess an explanation that would sate her curiosity and make her suspicions die down, but you suddenly spoke to his rescue.

"Perhaps it has something to do with his DNA?" You infer, humming softly to yourself, "His DNA is different from ours, and most of the time, he's immune to potions and poisons because he isn't human enough to be affected by them. Right?"

Your eyes meet Miguel's as you ask for confirmation, and your breath hitches at the sheer intensity of his gaze as he looks back at you. Still, this wasn't anything new. Miguel can be kind of intense and intimidating, even if he doesn't mean to.

"Pretty much." It was Lyla who confirmed your theory on behalf of Miguel, and before anyone could speak, Miguel swiftly interjected.

"Alright, the show's over." He spoke, looking over at everyone and individually giving instructions in order to get all of you off of his back.

"Jess, I need that report before the end of the day. Peter, weren't you supposed to go home early today? Look after your pregnant wife." Miguel spoke before turning to look at you, "And you, I have a mission for you."

One by one, the three of you leave his office, with you being the last one after he briefs you on the mission with Lyla's assistance. Miguel's eyes were glued to your back as you left, much to your obliviousness.

"It worked, didn't it?" Lyla coos suddenly, snapping Miguel out of his thoughts, making him jump slightly and snap his eyes from your figure and towards his holographic AI.

"What worked?" Miguel tried to feign innocence, looking away from Lyla as he turned toward his many screens.

"The Love Potion. It worked." Lyla continues to tease him, grinning at him knowingly as she lays on her stomach in the air, kicking her feet. "You're just so in love with them already that it didn't make a difference."

Miguel remained silent for a while at her teasing words, but the reddish tint blooming on his tan cheeks was enough of an answer to the AI already. Besides, she's the one subjected to Miguel's eyes, always following you around like a lost puppy whenever you're in the room.

"If you tell anyone, I'm shutting you down."

"No, you're not."

".....No, I'm not."

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KARAOKE NIGHT HEADCANONS (mostly adrian focused, adrian/reader sprinkles)

colour legend:

adrian

leota

chris

economos

harcourt

reader

-adrian fucking loves karaoke night. he doesn’t understand why some people find it embarrassing (‘it’s an entire location dedicated to singing. why wouldn’t we be singing?’)

-after a few rounds of begging he convinces the 11th street kids to go at the end of a workday

-he doesn’t start with barbie girl, no, he needs to ‘warm up the crowd’ first. he starts with ‘wannabe’ by the spice girls knowing that by the time adebayo has finished her first drink she’ll be up there with him doing backup vocals. (they get super into it at the rap breakdown: ‘easy, V doesn’t come for free, she’s a real lady’ ‘and as for me? HA you’ll see!!’

-more drinks, more time elapses. chris does a genuinely impassioned performance of ‘shot through the heart/you give love a bad name’

-adrian is now 4 drinks deep and gives a stunning rendition of ‘cant fight the moonlight’ by LeeAnn Rhimes. (‘this one is dedicated to my beautiful girlfriend-‘ ‘BOOOOO LAME NO ONE CARES VIG JUST SING THE SONG!’)

-you are, of course, dazzled and charmed

-economos gets enough liquid courage to do ‘rock you like a hurricane’ by the scorpions and it’s not half bad.

-harcourt and leota duet ‘no diggity’ and it has you, chris and adrian absolutely headbanging throughout

-adrian leans in partway through the bridge (‘babe i have to ask you a super important question’ ‘yeah for sure babe what’s up’ ‘it’s time for The Big One. will you sing it with me? i’ve never had anyone to do the other part with, and it’s meant to be a duet’ ‘oh my god of course!!! i thought you’d never ask!’)

-you both take to the stage as adrian cues barbie girl. you’re hyping urself up and putting on another coat of lipgloss. this is so Sick.

-the track comes on and when you are both Silent for ken’s first line you realize what has happened: you both went into this with the intention of doing barbie’s lines. with a quick, panicked glance into adrian’s eyes you see he is moving smoothly forward into barbie’s first verse, undeterred by the hiccup, casting you a look that seems to say ‘i’m fully committed at this point, i’m trusting you to adapt’ and Adapt You DO.

-you quickly snag a ball cap off of economos and bring yourself behind adrian, one hand on his waist and one hand on the mic. if he is Barbie, then by god, you will be His Ken.

-the rest of the number goes off without a hitch. you’re whirling him around the platform as if you two had choreographed this whole thing in advance. you’ve never seen such joy and adoration in his eyes.

-when the final notes fade out, you settle back into the booth in each others arms (‘you owe me big time, Chase. you gotta warn a girl before you-‘ ‘do i? i think you did pretty good without a warning.’) you’re too distracted by him peppering you with kisses to argue further. (‘gross, get a room you two’ ‘we’re in a private room right now? that’s how karaoke works- ‘YOU KNOW that’s not what i mean!’)

-you do however get your comeuppance when you have him do the male backing vocals to ‘fergalicious’ for you

-other sporadic numbers i think would happen:

leota: dream a little dream of me by ella fitzgerald, you shook me all night long by ac/dc

economos: bad by michael jackson (poorly), cherry pie by warrant (slightly better)

chris: dude looks like a lady by aerosmith, hotel room service by pitbull

harcourt: the gang tries all night to get her to do a solo, finally cracks and does a genuinely beautiful version of stronger by britney spears

adrian: occupies most of the queue for the night. boyfriend by big time rush, boom boom boom by the vengaboys, sorry for party rocking by LMFAO, stars are blind by paris hilton, final solo of the night is thong song by sisqo (he does NOT break eye contact for the duration. you are practically melted into the booth by the end of it)

anyway needed to get these worms out of my brain, would love to hear any additions from my handful of other freaked tf out adrian chase moots

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Prison For Life

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Pairings; , Mark Meachum x reader, dean winchester x reader

Genre; angst, hurt/comfort, emotional romance, action aftermath, found family

Warnings; blood loss, injury, trauma, emotional vulnerability, language, near-death experience, implied long-term emotional codependency

Summary: You’re a fierce, capable woman who can handle anything — except walking away from him. You don’t mind being a damsel in distress if it means being saved by the only man who makes captivity feel like home.

Request: Hey, I was wondering if you can write a fanfic for Mark Meachum or Dean Winchester based on the song “prison for life” by Olivia Rodrigo. Like she’s such a capable woman, super badass, but doesn’t mind being a damsel in distress as long as it’s Mark or Dean saving her. Take your time, thank you for writing my other requests

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You’ve been shot before. More than once.

But this feels different.

Your blood is warm and slick between your fingers, seeping through the fabric of your tactical gear like red ink soaking paper. The safehouse is dark, abandoned, and silent except for your shallow breaths and the distant hum of city life just outside the boarded windows.

You're trained not to panic. You've survived worse. Hell, you are worse. But tonight?

You’re scared.

And that pisses you off more than the pain.

You lean your head back against the peeling wall, eyelids fluttering shut, fingers trembling on your stomach. Your comms are dead. Your gun is across the floor. And all you can think—pathetically, stupidly, hopelessly—is:

I want him.

Not a doctor. Not backup. Not even your handler.

Mark.

You don’t know how long it takes.

Maybe he tracks the blood trail. Maybe someone told him where to find you. Maybe he just knew, because he always knows. But suddenly he’s there — kicking the door open like he owns the damn planet and rushing to you, face unreadable but eyes burning.

“Jesus Christ, sweetheart.”

You try to speak, but it comes out like a whimper. It makes you mad — you're better than this, stronger, colder.

He’s at your side in seconds, pressing his hands over the wound without hesitation.

“What the hell happened?”

“Mission went sideways,” you croak, voice dry. “Didn’t have time to bleed pretty.”

“Don’t joke.”

His voice is low. Sharp. Not angry — furious. But not at you.

He pulls off his jacket and presses it against your abdomen. You hiss, and he growls something under his breath you don’t quite catch. His jaw is tight. His eyes dart between your face and the wound, calculating, managing. Like he always does.

“You’re gonna be fine.”

You smile faintly. “Liar.”

“Don’t you fucking say that.”

The edge in his voice makes your chest ache. He’s not built for begging — not Mark. But you see it anyway. In the crack of his tone. The tightness in his grip. The way he won’t look you in the eye for more than a second.

“I told you I’d come if you ever needed me.”

You laugh softly. “You said I don’t need anyone.”

“I was wrong.”

His hand cups your face now, rough thumb brushing over your cheekbone, knuckles still smeared with someone else’s blood.

You lean into the touch like a traitor.

“Why’d you come, Mark?”

“Because if you die tonight, I’ll burn this whole fucking city down.”

You close your eyes.

There it is.

That same selfish, destructive, brutal kind of love. The kind that doesn't save you — it claims you. Drowns you. Chains you to him.

And still, you whisper:

“I don’t mind being your prisoner.”

He freezes.

Your blood on his hands. Your body in his arms.

“If it’s you... I’d serve a life sentence.”

He doesn’t kiss you. Doesn’t promise you forever. That’s not his style. But he pulls you closer like you’re already halfway gone, forehead pressed to yours, breath ragged.

“Then I’ll be your warden. You don’t get to die. Not tonight. Not ever. Not unless I go with you.”

And you believe him.

Because no matter how many walls you’ve built, how many scars you’ve earned, how many people you’ve buried — Mark Meachum is the one man you’ll always bleed for.

Even if it means dying with his name on your lips.

The motel room smells like gunpowder and sweat. You’re on the floor, propped against the nightstand, trying to keep pressure on your side.

You knew the job was risky. A wendigo nest out in the Black Hills — quick in, quick out. You weren’t supposed to get cocky. You weren’t supposed to get hurt.

But here you are.

Bleeding into a shitty motel carpet, breathing shallow, heart pounding, hand trembling as you dial the only number that ever matters.

Dean picks up on the second ring.

“Yeah?”

You don’t even say hi.

“I’m in trouble.”

Silence. Then —

“Where are you?”

You give the town name and the motel number. You don’t remember hanging up.

You pass out somewhere between the sirens in your ears and the ache in your gut. You don’t expect him to make it in time. You just didn’t want to die without hearing his voice one last time.

When you come to, he’s already there. Kicking open the door like it insulted him personally. You blink, vision blurry, and suddenly he’s kneeling beside you, warm hands on your face, voice right there like a prayer you didn’t think would be answered.

“Hey. Hey, sweetheart. I got you.”

You try to smile. Fail.

“You always show up when I’m bleeding.”

“You always wait until you're bleeding to call.”

He sounds angry. Scared. Which is worse, because Dean doesn’t scare easy. You reach for him, fingers grazing the worn leather of his jacket.

“You mad at me?”

“No.” He shakes his head, jaw clenched. “I’m mad at myself. Should’ve been there.”

You scoff, coughing. “Didn’t need a babysitter, Dean. Just needed you.”

That makes him still. For a long moment, he just stares at you like you’ve said something too big to touch.

“You idiot,” he mutters, voice thick. “You’re the toughest damn hunter I know. And all I can think is—if I lose you, I don’t know who the hell I am anymore.”

You lean your head into his chest, tired and fading.

“Then don’t lose me.”

“I won’t.”

His voice cracks. Just barely. But you hear it.

“You’re mine. You hear me? Mine to fight with, laugh with… hell, mine to bury me if I go first. But you don’t die on me. Not like this.”

You laugh faintly. “Sounds like a life sentence.”

“Damn right it is.”

His hand wraps around yours. Grounding. Steady. You’ve fought monsters and men twice your size — but Dean Winchester has always been the one thing you can’t outrun. And you’ve never wanted to.

“You ever think,” you whisper, “that maybe I wanted to get caught? Just once. Just by you.”

Dean swallows hard.

“Sweetheart,” he says, voice low and reverent, “if this is prison, I’m never breaking out.”

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The Paradox of Sophie Devereaux

Fandom: Leverage: Redemption Compilation: Moments in the Life of Leverage Fam A/N: Harry holds Sophie in such high regard that I think it'd be funny if he found out how bad of an actress she was once upon a time.

"I couldn't help but notice the Shakespeare reference in your dating profile," Harry tells Sophie one day. "It's a shame you didn't go into acting. I know you've mentioned directing, but with your talents, it would have been a mighty fine treat to see you on stage."

Parker lets out a snorting laugh.

"Yeah, you'd think so, wouldn't you," Eliot says with a pained grimace.

"Oh, stop it," Sophie protests. "It was a long time ago."

Harry glances between the three of them. "I don't understand."

"She did try acting," Eliot explains before Sophie can nip this whole thing in the bud. He shakes his head. "Worst actress I'd ever seen."

Years ago, the comment would've stung. Now Sophie can take some teasing, but the thought of Harry witnessing her earlier attempts at acting still makes her cringe.

Luckily, the whole concept seems entirely alien to Harry. "Now I find that very difficult to believe," he says.

Unluckily, Parker decides to give a demonstration.

"uUnSex me HEre," she says in a ghastly voice, sashaying awkwardly.

Sophie steps forward to divert everyone's attention away from her. "Again, that was a long time ago. We need not speak of it anymore."

Harry frowns, bewilderment apparent in every one of his features. "I thought you were already a grifter before you all met."

"I was," Sophie says, trying to preserve her dignity. "Best one they'd ever seen."

"Eventually," Eliot says. "Nate brought us to one of her plays to recruit her. He didn't even put it up for a vote, and I still tried to vote no."

Neither of them had ever told her that, but Sophie supposes she can't be surprised. Still, Eliot is going to be making her a lot of tea in the near future.

"Eventually," Sophie quotes, rolling her eyes. "It was one day."

"Oh yeah," Breanna says as a distant memory resurfaces. "When I was a kid, I think Hardison also said something about people rooting for the Nazis in The Sound of Music." She grimaces. "Which, in this day and age, sounds really, really bad."

How utterly mortifying. "Hardison told you about that?"

At least Breanna had forgotten by the time they actually met in Panama. Now to make her forget again.

"He used to tell us everything," Breanna explains. "Y'know, trying to be the cool big brother. Like, y'all were cool, but he was the most put together of you all. Nate was the alcoholic mastermind, Sophie the grifter who couldn't act, Parker was a cool thief but also kinda crazy, and Eliot the cowboy was actually just a horse girl."

Eliot growls. "A what?"

"A horse girl," Breanna repeats easily. "You know, like, a girl that's crazy about horses."

"Damn it, Hardison," Eliot growls. "I'm gonna kill him."

With the new topic, Sophie is ready to breathe a sigh of relief. But then Harry Wilson---bless his heart---does not let it go.

"I'm sorry, I still don't understand," Harry says. "Is this another one of those inside jokes?"

In spite of everything, Sophie is relieved and a little touched that Harry's high regard for her renders the whole concept unbelievable.

Breanna starts typing on her laptop. "I wonder if there's anything online. You can find all sorts of bootlegged theater performances on the internet if you know where to look."

"Absolutely not," Sophie says adamantly. "Hardison assured me that everything has been scrubbed from the internet."

Or so he had said. Knowing him, he might have kept backup copies for his personal amusement. She may very well have to con them from him in the future.

"I think this will just be one of those things I accept I'll never understand," Harry says.

Thank goodness.

[vyoleya]

HIII!!!

Your time travel au is SOOOO COOL (I’ve totally not shared it with many friends 😅)

I wanted to ask, where are all the other ninja during this? :3

HI!!! thank you so much im so honored??,? i'm currently typing this on my phone and i just woke up, so im sorry if it's a bit more incomprehensible than usual. also there's a lot more ground to cover so it might be longer 💔

ramble under the cut !!

oh and also here are the other parts of my au

1 | 2 | 3 | 4

after arin left to join ras and World Ending stuff started happening, sora also left the ninja to look for him on her own (then she found out he killed lloyd, yikes)

though the other ninja did try to find arin (mostly lloyd) they were primarily trying to stop the wolf warriors.

(also i came up with most of this before s2p2 came out so ignore how inconsient it is with the show 💔💔 first thing is that I knew that kai wouldn't be gone forever, but had no idea how to bring him back, so he's just kinda... Here for No Reason. let's just say there was a long journey to get him back that i don't wanna make up right now )

SO BASICALLY, once ras started training arin and realized he could be helpful to take over the source dragons, he had kinda started neglecting the other wolf warriors + jordana. and when he did help train them, he was... more unhinged than usual.

jay, escaping the administration, came across this and was like "oh hey, this ras guy seems coo--ohhh no... oh no he doesn't..." (after getting shattered ofc)

jay, being his typical Jay Self, convinced a lot of the other wolf warriors to abandon ras. some of them started following jay instead (jay pls stop starting cults) but jay rejected the offer and spent his time doing various shenanigans, but does still have a handful of their contacts incase he needs any backup!

but that still means that there are now a LOT of free roaming shattered people for the ninja to deal with. (nokt also escaped thanks to jay's tinkering with his shocker, which totally isn't bad at all)

Cinder started leading a good handful, but without wolf masks, a gong, or a strong goal, it mostly became a "how many problems can we cause" group, which the ninja spend a lot of energy on trying to stop.

but then... lloyd died. and let me tell you, the ninja felt it when lloyd died. the main 4's elements are literally tied to his, and they knew that something terrible happened when that energy suddenly became ungrounded. nya also felt it, just because that's her little brother, and she knows what his energy feels like. she knew smth was wrong when it suddenly was missing.

kai and nya, filled with rage, wanted to see what happened, and left wyldfyre with zane. cole went off alone because once arin got lloyds energy and lloyd started impacting the environment, coles powers got REALL funky. (not to mention the whole 'world ending' stuff. coles powers did Not Like That.)

kai and nya eventually stumbled across Z (though they didn't figure out it was him for a while) and witnessed Life protecting him. they instantly started freaking out because holy shit, did this guy trap lloyds spirit and is using him for immortality??? but after (reasonably) attacking, life started interjecting and kept trying to get them to not hurt each other.

"is lloyd.. trying to get us to stop fighting????

(long sigh) ...yeah that sounds like smth he'd do"

despite admiring how protective lloyd was, kai and nya were still VERY angry, and tried to interrogate Z. ("what happened to lloyd" "what did you do to him? " ect) and it made Z break down sobbing "I didn't mean to hurt him I didn't wanna kill him" which made them realize it was arin. yikes.

Z instantly ran away after they tried to comfort him, and kai and nya were at a bit of a loss for a while. not knowing that arin was shattered, they trusted that he was a good enough kid and Probably wouldn't be up to anything evil. i mean, what's the worst that he could do??? it was... probably just a freak accident that got lloyd killed. right?

meanwhile, zane and wyldfyre actually bonded a lot!!! It was rocky at first, but they really started bonding over doing forms together late at night to focus themselves. zane helped to teach her a more balanced way to use her powers (which she DESPISED at first), but it helped her a lot in the long run. i could ramble abt them, but its not as exciting. tldr they're silly and i wanna draw them at some point 💔

anyway. zane was a mess after lloyd died so he basically called an emergency ninja meeting to discuss What To Do. kai and nya shared what they knew about arin, and then they instantly got interrupted by the forbidden five trying to kill them, as they all were freed thanks to nokt. i didn't know of their powers at the time, but i knew they'd be deadly. zane was able to freeze them so that they got a headstart on escaping, but it. Wasn't Great.

the rest of the ninja spent their time hiding. sort of like in hunted, they were mourning lloyd, going from place to place, trying to save as many civilians as possible from the F5. the ninja all knew rising dragon so they had multiple fights with the F5, but weren't able to fully defeat them. jordana was kept as prisoner for a little bit by rox, but the ninja freed her, so yay!!! not traumatizing for her at all!!

meanwhile, jay and Z actually teamed up briefly for their hate over ras and the F5, so Z used his whole immortality thing to his advantage by walking straight up to the F5 and making fun of them as a distraction and getting them riled up so jay could shock them from behind.(think the song 'get jinxed' from arcane) but uhh the F5 were midfight with the ninja during this...so..

"oh hey, is that arin? you said he looked different, i guess that makes sense. it's really lucky he swooped in there, an--HOLY SHIT JAY?"

(they never see jay again)

jay and Z did unfortunately part ways after jay was like "hey you're cool, but honestly, a bit too insane for me to be around. here's my number in case you need anything built tho" which was still nice of him.

Z had also told jay about jay being a ninja, but had also said that the ninjas are a Tiny Bit Lame and they Occasionally Try To Kill Him so jay decided that he'd keep it in mind, but wanted to do his own thing for awhile. jay was planning on talking to the ninjas again, but never got the chance because. the world was kinda destroyed...

anyway, i think that's about it! soon after the F5 were released, ras sped up his efforts to take over the source dragons, which, after being rudely interrupted by Z, destroyed the world, leaving Z as the sole survivor sora escaped just moments before with the reversal blade, and then... yeah. then the post time travel stuff happens that i really need to start talking about.

anyway, thank you so much for the ask!!! i hope this was a satisfactory ramble :) feel free to ask any other questions if you have them!!! sorry for this being so long and i hope some of this is understandable :3

[ruleroftheimps]

I'm just going to throw this out here. Vox only seems as weak as he does because of his role in season one. All the Vees had a scene where they lost control and were just honestly pathetic, and a scene where they were cool and collected, but because of how it's set up, it looks like people completely overlook Velvette being pathetic and focus on Vox's patheticness. Which is fun to play around with, but I feel like a lot of people just don't acknowledge he's, in theory, a fairly decent threat, especially against the Hazbin Hotel. There's definitely going to be a reason he's one of the main antagonists.

It's sort of long, so cut here lol.

For starters, to back up my claim of they were all pathetic at some point, when we first meet Velvette, she's throwing a hissy fit about Val. He's literally right there, and yet she can't be assed to do anything about it and instead calls Vox to solve her problems for her, and then complains about Val ripping apart her models, despite her not doing anything. People love to riff on Val and Vox for being man children, which, yes, they are at times, but they completely disregard the fact that when we first meet Velvette, she's acting like a spoiled brat. Valentino is the same, throwing a fit about Angel Dust. They're all equally pathetic.

The thing is, Velvette and Valentino were glossed over fairly quick. Vox had a whole song about it.

The same thing about them all being equally cunning and collected, which I actually doubt myself. I think Vox is the most collected of them all, not Velvette. Yes, he did the same, basically had a temper tantrum when he found out Alastor came back, but it makes logical sense when we look at their interaction later and Vox is scared of him. He's worried. But once he calms down, he sits down and comes up with a plan that's actually very logical and well-thought out. Er, to some extent. Picking Pentious probably wasn't the greatest, but I think, based on the drones we see everywhere later on and his reaction to Pentious getting caught, Vox wasn't taking Valentino's idea of putting a spy in the hotel seriously. He's nonchalant, and has a backup plan. And the way he handled the paparazzi is a sign that he IS able to deal in high-stress situations with ease.

And no, that's not saying Valentino and Velvette don't have their moments. In Masquerade, Val's smart about how he approaches Charlie being there, and Velvette's extremely clever in Scrambled Eggs (Er, possibly. I doubt she and the other Vees didn't talk about it before hand and theorize then, and their goal was NOT to start a way but to gain info, but her noticing Carmilla's reaction was definitely a point for her.). But they're not more clever than Vox, they just get more screen time as actual villains, probably because of their roles in this season. Velvette's there explicitly to set up for the reveal Carmilla killed an angel, and Valentino's meant to be the main enemy of Angel Dust throughout the series to build his character. Vox? Well, right now we just need to know he exists and doesn't like Alastor, for future plot lines. And also comedic relief in episode 8, because, come on, almost everything he says in that episode is just funny. (And also emphasizing how much he hates Alastor/is obsessed with Alastor losing) And yeah, the pacing about introducing him could have been better, building him up to be a threat and then having Alastor take him down, but for 8 episodes, they did a fair job. And a part of me wonders if we're meant to overestimate Alastor and underestimate Vox, especially after the Adam fight.

And why I say he has the potential to be a big threat to the Hotel has to do with the scene we have when he's getting introduced, and what we see in Helluva Boss about Voxflix being on Blitzø's phone. He's everywhere, he has power over his viewers, and his grip on media is so tight, even Hellborns use his services. What's the Hotel's main issue at the moment? A lack of guests, which is at least in part caused by poor advertising. Anybody else think it's not coincidence the 'emergency broadcast' happened just as the Hotel's advertisement began to play?

Tl;dr, Vox is more powerful than people seem to believe, even if he's pathetic as all hell a lot during his limited screen time, probably mostly because he has no big role in the current season.

[pukpukpukaouch]

Done with RWBY's season three; episodes nine to twelve... I feel like James Bond's drink. Shaken not stirred.

Season 03, Episode 09: PvP

- Let the devastation begin.

- "The shining light will sink in darkness."

- Ozpin is a watching the fight about to unfold from his mechanical lair.

- Penny is being her sweet self. She considers it an honour to meet Pyrrha. 😭

- Pyrrha is so out of it. Am so scared.

- Ruby and Mercury. I get he must have had his reasons, but right now I don't like the guy. Ruby, run back!!!

- Fucking Ironwood.

- Ren and Nora cheering! Jaune is nervous. ✨

- Emerald. 😡

- I have noticed this before and perhaps forgot to mention it, but I love how Penny's blades have the on/off button at the hilt. It's cute! Very on theme.

- Pyrrha and her have begun fighting now. 😶‍🌫️

- Ruby turned into a missile that Mercury kicked away. Shite.

- He shot at her scroll. Some fucking "friends" they are.

- Penny is doing well. But for how long... 🥺

- Emerald is playing with Pyrrha's head. Good Gods. This is hurting me so much already.

- Mercury and Ruby at it still. YASSSSSSSS! Ruby is getting away.

- Penny's here to win it. Pyrrha's mind is being tampered with. AGHHHHHHHHH. A few blades have turned into too many.

- Penny was dismembered by her own strings. That blade of hers getting her dress piece was like a nail on the coffin. I am a little dead right now.

- They are actually showing the parts. Oh Gods. It's all machinary. People are horrified. Penny's pupils dilated. Fuck. Fuck

Fuck. Why did they have make it look almost real?

- Grimm monsters. Ruby sees Penny. She is crying. I think I am going numb.

- Mercury's happy about a job well done. I feel like punching a wall.

- The broadcast has been compromised. The queen chess pawn with a red background.

- WoWie. Even though I don't like Cinder, I must hand it to her. Great plan to bring down both Ironwood and Ozpin.

- A silver lining. ZWEI!!!! He is with Yang.

- Cinder is speaking. Ozpin is strangely calm and watching a ship come in behind him.

- Grimm have begun their invasion.

- "When the first shots are fired... Who do you think you can trust?" -Cinder. With the way our world is going, all this manipulation and the dialogue really came out here and attacked me...

- Jammed feeds. One of Junior's henchmen is also in the audience with popcorn. I don't know why that made me smile. But I needed it. Also, getting a weird sense of deja vu.

- Alarms are ringing. Threat level 9.

- "Please seek shelter in a calm and orderly manner." Cue to everyone screaming, crying, throwing up...

- Ironwood's gentle reminder to not panic has been interrupted by a Nevermore Grimm. Such good times.

- Kingdom's defences were breached? Ren seems to think so. He smort. I trust him. Does that explain the ships?

- Qrow and Glynda have come to Ozpin. He wants them to get to the city. They are reluctant but leave. Is Oz going to have a one on one showdown with someone soon?

- The Grimm of old are moving. The great migration. Trading in a concrete jungle for a high tech one.

- Whoever does the voice for Ozpin, when he talked to Ironwood asking him to use his army... Chills!!! Great job there!!!

- Holy hells. An entire unit of Atlas soldiers is down. Neo is in the house. She has two umbrellas?

- Ohhhhh. It's just Torchwick's stuff.

- Oh no no no no no. No. They are now commandeering a whole ship and bringing down the ones around... This is going just peachy, I say with clenched teeth.

- Fucking Adam and White Fang.

- Did they just give Grimm a ride in the ships??!?!??

- End credits. Penny's blueprints. The sketch for the flying machine looks incredible! Torchwick and his console of wreaking destruction. So much work has gone into scenes that only last less than a minute quite often. Hats off to the team!!!! Penny and her sketch with her weapons... I am sad. But since she is an Android, am sure she will be back!!!!! Will she remember everything though? I hope they kept backups. Nevermore Grimm sketches. I didn't realise they were inspired by Edgar Allan Poe's work! Was extremely confused about the Grimm of it all too initially. Thankfully the assumption of them being named after the Grimm brothers was right! The music playing right now reminds me of choirs and plays where they use sounds like this to mark a tragedy.

Season 03, Episode 10: Battle of Beacon

- Am not ready to be destroyed further. But that won't stop me now.

- "Victory for hate incarnate."

- Grimm are attacking. People are fighting. It's the cafeteria grounds for the arena.

- Blake and Weiss. Yang be running through the dorms of Beacon with Zwei. No matrons there to ban running through the halls? 😆

- Blake and her are checking up on one another!!! 💖

- Ruby ain't answering her scroll. Yang is obviously worried. Blake is trying to placate her.

- Cue running again.

- Weiss is sad over Penny. So be Blake. And moi.

- Yang just informed them of how the White Fang's releasing Grimm into the school. Blake is focusing on the detail. Should I be terrified?

- Yang has entered the fight. Left the call.

- Blake and Weiss are about to do their jobs. Thank Gods for locker launchers!!!

- Nevermore Grimm is still trying to get into the stadium. Ruby is shell shocked and right where we left her. They are just kids...

- Pyrrha. Staring at the wreckage of Penny. Good Gods. How long has she been doing that?

- Jaune is screaming himself hoarse asking her to move. I could actually feel the ensuing sore throat. Nice voice acting!!!

- He has left the stands and is now running towards Pyrrha. ❤️‍🔥

- Nevermore Grimm has entered the chat. And sent Penny's body parts, Pyrrha and Jaune flying.

- Incoming attack from the Grimm. Pyrrha, get away!!! Oh thank GODS.

- Ruby is now weilding one of Penny's swords. 👏🏻🥺✨

- Many many many locker launchers have brought down the Nevermore. Gotta love them!!!

- Good people are still around. That's why the world is still spinning. Gods I miss Penelope Park.

- Ohhh. Nevermore Grimm is alive still. Nice that the hunters are already on its back!

- Okie, I am loving how these folks are coordinating their moves!!! So GOOOOOOOOD!!!! 🤌🏻

- Nevermore Grimm really no more.

- Pyrrha is apologising about Penny. Awwwww. Ruby be right. It wasn't her fault.

- Jaune agrees. And is using his head. The person who took over the mic is the one responsible. I AM LOVING HIS GLOW UP.

- Also, him handing Pyrrha her weapons when she was the one to teach him how to wield his well.... The poetic evolution of it all. ✨🫶🏻🤩

- More Grimm are entering the arena. Griffons! Ooooooh!

- Crescent Rose is here! So are Professor Port and Doctor Oobleck. They are good. I love the doc.

- Velvet took a picture of Ruby being a leader!!!! Can I get a copy?!

- Why are they acting like Barty and Peter won't make it? They will, right?

- I hope the hunters leaving now will go help Weiss, Blake and Yang at the school.

- People are leaving in ships. Grimm are arriving in different ships.

- Ironwood's synthetic army isn't working too well. He shall now fight on his own!

- His grip is so strong it pierced the concrete beneath him?! War flashbacks... Jokes aside, he must be a good fighter at least.

- Oh my Gods. His entire battle was difficult for me to watch. Not because I dislike him, but it's just too reminiscent of stuff I have had to witness on TV ever since I could operate it. Very well animated at least!!!

- Young hunters meet Ironwood. He is explaining the current status of the situation. YAYYYYYY! They are now aware of what's going on.

- Holy shite. This guy is being all badass but I can only cringe for reasons that have nothing to do with him. Ugh. Hate when that happens.

- Bet what these young hunters and huntresses choose between saving their own arse and that of everyone else's...

- Torchwick is having a blast. Pun intended. 😆. The chesspiece is in the mainframe of the ship... Does that mean they can now control the synthetic army?

- Yup. Glynda and Qrow are with some of them. The tech has turned. Blake and Weiss are being shot at too.

- Holy SHITE. Ironwood has been compromised by his own army. Does he make it?

- Ruby is about to ride the skies with a locker launcher. I love her.

- She has landed on Roman's ship. I am a little worried.

- Weiss is fighting robots. Blake is battling the White Fang. I love how they are both going against pillars of their communities. The symbolism of it all... 🤌🏻

- They are parting ways? Why do the protagonists never stay together?! 🥺

- Adam and Blake have seen one another. I am SCARED. Blake looks to be as well. Also, did this guy just kill an Atlas soldier?! That was extremely unnecessary.

- Snippets of our favourite teenage hunters fighting Grimm. Only to pan to Cinder, Emerald and Mercury.

- They are shooting videos of the Atlas machinary helping the Grimm. Where is this nation's PR team?!?!!

- Are the Goliath Grimms arriving? Major earthquake alert.

- Cinder has left. Ozpin is keeping watch on the horrific goings-on from his office. And is getting ready...

- There's a dragon Grimm?!?!??!???? Who lays dark eggs for Grimm children. I have no words.

- Jaune and Pyrrha smiling at one another while getting ready to fight was so sweet!!!!! 💖

- Ozpin's here. Pyrrha is going to him. Jaune is going after her... Cinder is seeing this happen. Oh no.

- End credits. Dragon Grimm sketch. Such detail! Griffon Grimm. With a Ruby Rose size comparison! Beowulf Grimm sketch now. Ironwood and his weapon. I don't know why but I like all the characters' designs here so much!!!! The Atlas synthetic army. The music wants me to write an epic...

Season 03, Episode 11: Heroes and Monsters

- Things are about to get so much worse. As if they weren't already.

- "Misery and pain for all."

- Dragon Grimm has entered the chat.

- Griffon Grimms are descending as well. Ruby is fighting one!

- Slash and Neo's camera flash. Torchwick knows who be here.

- Adam and Blake. She looks so scared... This fucker is about to murder a student?!

- Oh thank Gods. Blake didn't let that happen.

- I want to kill Adam. What fucking betrayal did Blake commit. You fucking fucker.

- This ginormous son of a gun, the highest order of insult in my head, needs to learn what "my love" means. Then proceed to never use the words again and bury himself in the ground six feet under. While being alive. I think that would help.

- The young hunters are fighting the robotic army AND the Grimm. Where are the other professionals?!

- The kids are tired. Coco is allowing Velvet to use her weapon. Hmmm. Must be something good!

- Ooooooh! New song alert!!!! Weiss is confused. Coco wants her to keep watching...

- Oh my GODS. She is using a hologram of Crescent Rose and now Weiss' sword?!?!??

- Yang's gauntlets, check! Blake's weapon too... The hologram chameleon weapon. 🤯

- Ohhhh. That's why Velvet was taking pictures.

- Velvet was hit. Weiss cannot take any of it. What is she attempting?

- OH MY GODS!!!! WEISS DID IT!!!!! SUMMONED A KNIGHT WARRIOR OF LIGHT!!!!! WINTER WOULD BE SO PROUD!!!!!!! I know I am.

- Velvet is okie and snapped another picture.

- "You have got to be kidding me!" is right Sun. Will this never end?

- Ruby and Neo are fighting. Torchwick is here too... Two on one. I feel like joining this battle myself.

- Oh no. Ruby is losing. Might fall. Shite. I don't like this.

- THANK GODS. Neo is now gone with the wind. And so is her umbrella.

- I love Ruby. We have already covered this. I shall always bet on her.

- Roman was just eaten up by a Griffon Grimm. I am glad. His tirade was getting tiring. Ruby doesn't have Crescent Rose though. Fuck.

- And she didn't need it apparently!!!! 🎉✨

- Ruby is okie. And a badass.

- Ironwood is alive!!! No matter how cringe he be for me, am glad he lived.

- Ohhhhhh. He is half robot too. Would he qualify to be a cyborg?

- Ironwood really thought Qrow was about to unleash his weapon's full scythe potential on him... LoLLL!

- Grown-up decisions on further steps to help. Ironwood's ship has decided to crash land nearby. Small miracles!

- The machines are self-destructing! YAYYYYYY!

- Yang is here!!! Weiss is tired and in charge of looking for Ruby. Yang is going to Blake. 💖

- Ozpin, Pyrrha and Jaune are in the vault. Oh Gods. Jaune don't know what's happening or about to happen. He is still standing guard. 🥺

- Pyrrha's choice... Does she even have one now? Nope. She has entered the pod.

- Fucking Adam. Someone get this guy away from me. Whiny little baby.

- Did he just- Die. He needs to DIE.

- "I will make it my mission to destroy everything you love." -Adam. Enter Yang... Good golly. The timing. 🤌🏻

- OH MY GODS. OH MY GODS. OH MY FUCKING GOOOOOODS.

- Blake's eyes went wide. And Adam said, "...Starting with her."

- I am tearing up a little. There's so much going on. Some pretty bad shite. But this. THIS. Makes me happy. ✨

- Emotional whiplash is disorienting. Back to it.

- Oh no. It's begun. Amber's aura is being transferred to Pyrrha. Who is now in pain. Fuck.

- NOOOOOOO. Cinder just shot Amber. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckity fuck.

- Did Adam just STAB BLAKE?!?!????? YANG HAS SEEN THEM NOW.

- OH MY GODS. BLAKE STILL DOESN'T WANT YANG TO GET INVOLVED.

- I am dying.

- "(Yang screams with blinding rage)" -Subtitles. Super Saiyyan Yang!!!!!

- OH NO. THIS IS HOW IT HAPPENS?!??!???!!??????

- Yang has lost her arm.

- Amber has died. The lights have gone out.

- Listen. I know yellow is Yang's colour. And they don't necessarily want to show blood. Therefore, Yang's blood being gold is intentional in that way... HOWEVER, in Greek mythology the Gods have golden blood too. Ichor. So Yang is a Greek God now... Yes, I am delusional. Yes, I need a Percy Jackson RWBY AU to heal. Yes, my next stop will be AO3. Right after I finish with my tears.

- Cinder has the rest of the power. Some of it must have managed to go to Pyrrha though, I think. What's about to happen now?

- Jaune went to attack Cinder but she deflected him. Pyrrha is out of the tube and ready to fight. Ozpin wants them to get away and have Glynda, Qrow and Ironwood be sent to him.

- Yang is down. Adam wants to finish the job. Blake is between them now.

- "Why must you hurt me Blake?" THIS FUCKING FUCKED UP FUCKITY FUCKHEAD FUCKER. NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT YOU. I WILL FUCK YOU UP SO BAD YOU WON'T EVEN HAVE TIME TO SCREAM!!!!!!!!

- That was Blake's copycat. But he didn't know that. And he actually beheaded her... I NEED TO KILL THIS GUY. PLEASE.

- Blake has dragged Yang away. Adam should be put in front of me.

- Cinder and Ozpin... "She was right about you. Such arrogance." -Cinder. Who be 'she?'

- End credits. Torchwick sketches. You will not be missed. But the art is fantastic! Half-machine Ironwood. Huh. Cinder's last name is Fall. I didn't catch that before. Now Qrow sketches. Alongside his weapon! I love how thorough the folks behind the show are!!!! Velvet and her camera's turn. Is this the grayscale of the place where Adam, Blake and Yang's showdown happened?

Season 03, Episode 12: End of the Beginning

- What is happiness? I don't know her.

- Huh. I think this is RWBY's first half an hour long form episode. I am quaking in my non-existent boots.

- "When it falls..."

- Cinder has turned into fireworks? Katy Perry called it... 😆😭

- Ohhhh. It's her fight with Ozpin. The guy is actually holding his own! YAYYYYYY!!!

- Mandatory evacuation to a safe-zone in Vale. Atlas personnel will guide them.

- Zwei is here. ✨

- Finally. Ruby and Weiss have met up. This is going to hurt.

- Yang and Blake are down. Ren and Nora don't seem to be doing much better.

- Oh my Gods. Blake can't stop apologising. Fuck.

- Okie. Ruby's call to her sister broke me a little.

- Jaune and Pyrrha haven't gotten there yet?!

- Dragon Grimm is circling. White Fang are retreating. Ren and Nora are in no condition to do anything. Ruby is saying she will find Jaune and Pyrrha and bring them back... Oh no.

- Weiss is joining her. 🥹

- Zwei wishes them well!!! 💖. So does Sun, but gosh he be done. Samesies, my dude.

- Pyrrha and Jaune are coming out of the school! Jaune is about to call Glynda and is asking about what went down in the vault.

- Cinder is using fire as her jet packs. Shite. What happened to Ozpin?

- Pyrrha is about to stay back. FUCKKKKK. Jaune is trying to convince her otherwise... AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

- She kissed him. Are you fucking kidding me. I am so happy but so fucking done at the same time. She will die. WHY?!???

- Pyrrha locker launched Jaune away. Forever a badass. ❤️‍🔥. And now she is using her semblance to move up... Don't take her. Please. I am not ready.

- Jaune has called up Weiss. Their friendship is the best. 🫶🏻

- He is going hysterical. They keep saying they will save everyone... I can't.

- Much Grimm. Much banter between White Rose... Ruby saying "I have a plan." While Weiss replies with, "You always do." The excellence... 🤌🏻. Things are going to shite, but they are still at it. Good.

- Cinder wants to keep the Dragon Grimm as her pet? And it's working?

- Pyrrha has entered the chat. OH MY GODS. THIS FIGHT SCENE IS ONE FOR THE AGES.

- Dragon Grimm approaching. It likes the bad people? Cinder is in a headlock. Pyrrha's spear has now been broken. Big blast. Beacon's tower is in pieces but still standing.

- So is Pyrrha. She has her shield and semblance. Good Gods. More battle.

- IT'S THE FACT THAT PYRRHA CAUGHT CINDER OFF GUARD!!!! AGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

- Cinder threw away the polarity induced gears which were keeping her down... One hit Pyrrha and some red energy passed through her?

- Ruby and Weiss are handling the Grimm below. Now Ruby is walking on walls courtesy of Weiss. Oh no.

- Shield vs arrow. Arrow breaks but is put back together. Fuck glass.

- NO. Right in Achilles' heel?!?!????!?? Pyrrha has been hit.

- "Do you believe in destiny?" Stop. Please.

- Struck right in front of Ruby. CINDER FUCKING DISINTEGRATES HER?!?????????!!!??

- Only Pyrrha's headgear is left. I cannot.

- Ruby. She is just a kid. The fuck. This is too much. You can see it on her face.

- Ummm. What just happened. Ruby screamed. White wings sprouted from within her. Everything is consumed by it. Cinder was so confused she also faded away?

- Who flatlined? Qrow is there. He has got Ruby. It's all still white. Taiyang is Yang and Ruby's dad.

- CCT is down. No way to communicate with the world outside. Ozpin's still missing.

- White has given way to Ruby asleep in a room. Her father is dozing off in a chair near her.

- They are both awake now.

- Qrow got Ruby home. She is asking about Yang. I love these sisters.

- Yang is not okie? 🥺

- Things with Vale is under control. The "thing," dragon Grimm? Still alive. Ruby did a number on it apparently!!! But it's attracting Grimm to school.

- Ruby wants to know how she did a number on it. Things are too messed up. Qrow has arrived in all his drunk wisdom.

- Tai and Qrow don't get along too well? I guess this is just a particularly tenuous topic.

- Pyrrha's really gone. That confirmation hurts like a biatch.

- Ruby has silver eyes. It's important... Both Ruby and her mum were special in a way that's reminiscent of legends and stories.

- "...those with silver eyes are destined to lead the life of a warrior." Oh Gods.

- Everything has gone to shite. Every part of Ruby hurts. And all she can think about is how she can help. Holy hell. Martyr.

- Qrow telling Ruby about their enemies being in Haven... Was that intentional? I am terrified.

- Also, maybe this is too callous to think in such a way, but I have a theory that when Yang and Ruby went out in search of Yang's mum... Qrow was following them all along. Am pretty sure the entire thing was orchestrated. They were led there to see if Ruby will unleash her powers early, mayhaps.

- Yang has sunflowers in her room. She looks so different without her energetic emotions and smile. This is the worst.

- Weiss had to leave with her father?!

- Oh shite. Atlas is in extreme hot water and was framed well. Do they even have a PR team?

- Blake ran. Oh fuck. I can't even blame her though.

- "...And I don't care." -Yang. I think she is facing the exact opposite problem. But yeah. Everything is in smithereens.

- From fall to winter. That weather transition was nice.

- I just realised something. Ruby's room has two beds. Am pretty sure one is for Yang, what with the yellow pillows. But she is staying in another room. This is heartbreaking in a different way now.

- Jaune's here! And yup. Haven is the next stop.

- Awwwwwww!!!! Nora and Ren are going too. Team JNR without P looks almost uncanny. It's jarring. At least they have Ruby.

- Is this voiceover from the same lady from back in volume one? Commenting on hope and snuffing it out and dividing mankind? Is she talking to Ozpin?

- Grimm are congregating near Beacon. Glynda can only fix so much. She be tired. Blake's being a ninja. Alone. Weiss is with her father in a jet. Ruby bid goodbye to her mum's memorial plaque and is off with Team JNR. My autocorrect doesn't know Pyrrha has passed away. I didn't want to know either. 😭

- "This is the beginning of the end, Ozpin." So this is Salem. And she has him... Funny how the name of the episode is "End of the Beginning."

- She wants to watch Oz burn... Salem has pyromaniac tendencies then. Good to know.

- Qrow is keeping tabs on Ruby and co from afar. Of course he planted the idea. He has Ozpin's sword?

- QROW CAN TURN INTO A CROW?!?!??!??

- Huh. No end credits scene.

(You spoil me, you let Pyrrha down. So don't do it. Aashchi!)

[davrinsleftpectoral]

Thursday Bangers

Anyway the idea is @woundedsoul12 will post a weekly song lyric and you free form a blurb based on the Lyrics prompt. It doesn't have to include the prompt just whatever you're inspired to write, write it!

This week's is from Fall Out Boy's The Last of the Real Ones

I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me.

I listened to this song on repeat last night. It’s very Neve and Turvi (a lords of fortune rook) coded.

==

Turvi and Neve sat together on the couch in the apartment. It had been a long day of chasing leads for the agency. One had gone sideways and they’d had a close call, with Neve narrowly avoiding getting herself seriously hurt because she’d run in ahead of him. Now Neve had both legs propped up in Turvi’s lap. He was massaging her right leg now that the prosthetic was off and resting on the floor. After particularly busy days those muscles could be quite sore, and he had learned how to best work the knots out. Neve was reading over some of her notes as he rubbed in silence.

“Neve,” he started, to get her attention.

“Hmm?” She replied without looking up.

“I know that helping the people of Dock Town is important to you. It is to me too. But you can’t help anyone if you’re dead Neve. You need to be more careful.” He said in a rush of breath.

She looked up at him then, slowly shutting her notebook. “I’ve been doing this for a long time, long before we met. I know how to take care of myself, Trouble,” she said in a low voice.

“Yes but if you were a little more cautious,” he started.

“No,” she cut him off. “I know what I’m doing. And these people need me.” She sat up straighter and started to pull her legs out from Turvi’s lap, but he held onto them, refusing to let go.

“I know you’re used to going it alone. But even Rana is worried-“

“Oh so now you go to Rana to snitch on me? Do you tell her everything? Do you also tell her how I leave wet towels on the floor or stay up too late?” She managed to get her legs free then. Neve started looking around for her crutch but wasn’t able to find it. Turvi spotted it on his side of the couch, and handed it to her. Before Neve could walk away he grabbed her hand.

“Neve! I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you.”

“Because it does-“

“I need you too!” This came out louder than he’d intended. Neve sat back and deflated.

“I can’t lose you because you charged off head first to chase some demon or venatori without being cautious, or without backup. You have people you can rely on now, Neve. And you can’t constantly put yourself into danger first because you’re trying to keep me safe. I need you safe too.”

“I’m not used to someone worrying about me. And people close to me tend to get hurt,” she trailed off, unable to meet his eye.

“That’s how it used to be. But I’m here for you Neve. We do this together now, okay?” He reached over and put his finger under her chin, lifting it until she was looking at him. “Please?” He asked again.

“All right, I’ll try.”

“Now kiss me so I know you mean it, Neve Gallus.”

==

I’m not tagging a ton of people since I am posting late. I really thought about this song lyric for a long time lol. @serensama @thedissonantverses and special thanks to @blackwall-my-tiny-husband-main for being my beta reader and helping me make the argument more argue-y.

[frostyclove]

episode 5 spoilers

part 1 - the teens minus the tai/van scenes. its too long im not subjecting yall to my whole episode thoughts at once

Rabies plot still on. Ben asks about the goats mother being sick. We cant see the mouth of the goat. Akilah gonna die of rabies im so sorry guys start preparing emotionally. Plus the llama line

This scene was crazy to watch because I think we all predicted different parts. Tai being the one to weild the death after being the prosecutor ? Shauna giving the bonkers option so that everything else seems kinda normal in comparison? Nat trying her hardest to find a normal way through it? A moral way? Shauna cracking jokes about him dying of old age (shes right but its interesting that they don’t take that as a good option; shows just how quickly Shauna is gaining power; im shocked nat is still technically even in charge)

Also they now have their own rules like crazy. ‘We found him guilty it’s simple’ - it’s at this point that the truth doesnt matter. Only their perception of the truth. And I think thats going to very much matter as the season goes on 

It is a fitting death Shauna but we do not need to be that vicious babes I do love the dramatic irony but I am with nat that is torture 

Also insane that nat keeps accidentally damning coach like girl shut up 

Shauna v nat is exactly what fandom has felt like for the past few weeks love u guys 

Really curious what led van to so confidently blurt out the king of hearts bit. Theres something there and I wanna know what it is. What does suicide king mean does it have a meaning or did van just make that up

Tai looked stressed af at that. Tai didn’t like that

Intersting that van is handing out the cards. 

Should we have a whole tarot spread and what it pairs to in a normal deck and to be comping it to what card they pulled or do you think that’s doing too much because I know if I was writing it I would have taken the time to pair that all up or at least tried but idk 

Shaunas fuck ass face is saying ‘y’all wish you just handed me the gun now dont you?’

Robin is such a sweetie theres no way shes not pit girl at this point 

poor tai by baby im sorry theyre putting you through this but you did literally make this happen miss ‘ill be prosecution’ 

Shauna hat whittle scene 

Yes girl whittle away 

Melissa I may have underestimated you that line was funny as fuck nobody has a better Shauna read than you

(Guys I love Jackie too but Jackie was sometimes shitty to Shauna its just the nature of homoerotic friendships in a plane crash okay) 

Also someone described Melissa as the sheath to Shaunas knife and honestly thats such a good read on them im never unseeing that 

Cute ass gift ngl Melissa may truly be deeply into Shauna 

Also its a case of everyone knew rather than Melissa stalker I think 

Lottie/akilah/travis 

Ngl travis looks hot as hell this episode hes really finding his stride as Lottie backup 

The wrap around Lotties neck - I know it’s for the gas but it also just kinda is soooo reminiscent of the slap bracelet. There something there

Lotties so good at convincing people of things girl certainly was getting good grades in english class on those persuasive essays

Oracle of Delphi is gonna matter any smarties on that got takes on it ? 

Shes in the antler queen outfit 

Gotta use some suspense of disbelief on how theyre handling gas but thats not the biggest of issues its very subtle

Big love protective older brother travis vibe - also that haircut I need it on more lesbians its so hot 

Why’d they leave the rope ?

Lottie is mildly obsessed with timing. Curious if that’ll be expanded on

Lottie somehow still right. Somehow still effective. Travis stressed as hell. Poor guy. 

Akilah dream - cool as hell 

Ben; the bridge back to civilization ; but darkness. An unknown. A smog. Shaunas leadership time. It will be dark, it will be scary. But they will feel safe, adding onto the ‘their perception is what truly matters ; not the truth’ aspect that I think is the core of the season 

No interesting to note - they have him drawn and quartered in the dream. Another form of medieval torture. Food for thought

Misty/ben/fish/ending

Okay this goes later but it’s on my brain - ben didn’t eat the fish. I think there will be consequences for that. But I dont know what . Its got me stressed 

Bens like damn good food what are they gonna do execute me ? And misty all teary eyed is like “yeah….” Cute af if he wasn’t like dying 

I love misty in this scene , shes really grown so much 

You can tell coach is like, really frustrated that he has to comfort misty even though hes the one dying but he also just like has given up on life so he just doesnt seem to care either. Its such an interesting place for a character to be

The makeup team did so good with him

This may sound odd but this scene feels very informed by video games. Like this is the scene in any single player story game (thing TWD, TLOU, or BG3) where you say goodbye to the one helpful and soul character before everything goes to utter shit before the final act. It’s really well done I really enjoy it. 

The way he looks at her crying omg then she just says bye like… poor guy 

My poor baby 

Shauna needs to fuck Melissa some more the girl has too much frustration and im losing patience with her by the ep no reason to be doing all that hun

Poor nat. Nat giving up her power. Giving the necklace to the next chosen. Except this turn its chosen as sacrifice (well, ish)

Ben really tries to appeal to nat. he thinks nat is the one thats going to do it. shes holding the gun. He thinks shes the one to kill him. And then hes blindfolded before he sees nat hand it over to tai. He thinks his basically adopted daughter is the one who is going to execute him. I cry. 

I am misty in this scene big cry 

Even with the Lottie interruption - this is the girls CHOOSING , VOLENTARILY , to go forth as part of the wilderness. To hand over their connection to civilization. handing the power from nat (a moral and reasonable leader) to Shauna (a brutal and vicious one). This is the moment they fully cross over into, basically, wild animal territory. And id expect the party in the next episode to be a reflection of the crowing of a new leader, and thats what Shauna is so hoppy about in the trailer - being handed the power of leadership. 

First time seeing gen with a personality and I can say I dont really like her - shes another Shauna puppy it seems 

Then tai gets handed the gun, coach blinded. Great work on part of the cast and crew scene is great but Im about to focus on my love <3

Tai bawling. Tai barely able to hold the gun. No longer steady. Now breaking down. Losing it. Id bet she can hardly even see. Growing more and more stressed by the moment 

The sound work is crazy good gotta take a moment for the sound team <33

Then she shivers so hard she can barely hold the gun. And her stress has reached a high enough point. Other tai is here. Tai will be okay. Other tai will take care of her. Thank you other tai 

And van notices, the shift in physicality is obvious. But theres a relaxation there. Because tai will be okay. And other tai shoots 

And I swear in this moment I thought travis was dead. Then I remembered he died as an adult. And then I thought they were doing the killing them twice thing. But hes not hes fine. Other tai has killer aim, but luckily nobody got hit. 

Impeccably almost late timing from Lottie though

Other tai already gone though interestingly enough

No but seriously thank you Lottie good job gal theyre gonna scream at her but she did so good saving him there. Well. She tried. 

I honestly thought Shauna was gonna just end him right there. She walked onto frame and I went ‘ahh the coup its usurping time’ but no thats not what’s happening lol

Crazy parallels of her making Melissa do it. Bens screams into the otherwise quiet night. Misty losing it. I dont think the plan was exactly to cut his achilles, but since he was fighting back with it it was an easy target. I do appreciate that Shauna respects a clean knife though thanks for not crossing anybody’s blood we dont need to get blood diseases that would just make everything complicated 

Welcome to the end of their morals. They died that night. Lottie, travis, nat, Mari, misty, and honestly even kinda van all lost their power that night. It’s now Shaunas wilderness. And it will be interesting to see how that goes for them leading into their rescue (which will likely be at the end of this season) 

[kbz-writes]

Here is my Winter Gift Exchange '24 fic for @kamiya-travis. I hope you like it! It's my first time writing so much Hiruma & Mamori interaction.

Shout out to @eyeshields for organizing, thank youuu!

Title: Any Other Name

Rating: Gen

Relationship: Hiruma & Mamori

Summary: During the Hakushu game, Hiruma's injury happens right before halftime. His conversation with Mamori goes differently.

The gift of being an eldest daughter is that it's also a bit of a curse. Granted, Mamori is an only child. However, she and Sena were close since they were little. They were practically siblings. Caring for someone came naturally to her when they'd play together. The effect compounded from there. She took care of people because she was a caretaker, and she was a caretaker because she took care of people. A cycle. The gentlest ourobous.

That's why, with Hiruma on the cot with his broken arm bandaged, she has to put her foot down.

"There's no way you can keep playing with your arm like that!" she yells, unable to keep her voice calm. The envelope she tore up and then painstakingly taped back together shakes in her hand. "After halftime, we'll have someone else be quarterback—"

"Third question," Hiruma says through gritted teeth, ignoring her completely. "There are idiots in the NFL that have kept playing matches with broken bones. True or false?"

Mamori knows she's trapped in the cycle. She can't let him hurt himself any more.

"If I say true, then you'll just keep playing," she says, unable to keep her eyes from welling with tears. "So I'll say false."

"Wrong." A slash of a smile streaks across Hiruma's face. "I win."

"What? Third... question...?" Her mind goes back to the beginning of the year. Their bet. How could she have forgotten?

"As you promised, you'll work obediently."

"You're an idiot," she whispers. "Bringing that up after all this time."

"Just keep your promise. Open the letter."

"By process of elimination, it has to be Ishimaru." Her fingers work stiffly pulling out the single piece of paper inside. Reading the name feels like gibberish at first. "It's—my name?"

"Oh, good, you're not illiterate. Almost had me fooled."

"You can't be serious. I'm not on the team!"

"You're on the roster."

The Bando game. She had thought it was uncharacteristic for Hiruma to add her as a form of sentimentality. 

"I don't have a uniform." Even as Mamori says that, she knows Hiruma already has an answer. (Suzuna teasingly making Mamori try on Sena's uniform. It'd be easy enough to get her a spare knowing her measurements.)

"That chibi cheerleader is useful sometimes."

Mamori is left standing dumbly, at a complete loss of words. Up to this point, her role on the team has been all about analysis: film, developing plays, planning for every possibility.

"Are you doing this because I know our playbook?" she asks.

Hiruma scoffs. "So does the team."

"But I can't throw—" But she has thrown a few times, she thinks, a little with Suzuna, even once with Hiruma when they had needed to take a break during a particularly long film session. She hadn't been all that good, but she had caught on to the basics.

Her eyes widen.

The weight training she had tried out of curiosity with the team.

Cycling alongside them during their runs.

Ladders with Sena every once in a while.

Even the games of sand football.

She'd been training with them all this time, hadn't she?

"You've been planning this for a long while, haven't you?" she asks. "You always have backup plans just in case, even if something like this happening was almost impossible."

"I've told you before, we make our own luck. Now, don't tell me you'd be satisfied with just being a fucking manager this whole time."

Being the manager for the Devilbats had come naturally to Mamori. It was a challenge she happily accepted. Just like Yukimitsu, Mamori hadn't joined any other clubs. It would have interfered too much with the Devilbats demanding schedule. Her kinship with Yukimitsu is different than her friendship with Suzuna. (Suzuna is part of the cheer team and the Devilbats.) Mamori and Yukimitsu only have the Devilbats. She'd been so happy for him when he joined the field against Shinryuji, even if she felt like she'd been left on the outside looking in.

Mamori had made peace with giving up her last year of athletic eligibility to help the Devilbats.

And yet.

(She placed eighth overall for the girls' heat in the last sports festival race. She beat out a couple of the girls on the track team.)

(She’d thought about joining the track team actually. Something to keep her in shape. Something fun to do. A different form of challenge. But there was never any time.)

"The team has worked so hard to reach the Christmas Bowl," Mamori says. "Somewhere along the way, it became my dream, too." She folds the paper back into the envelope and sets it to the side, all business. "What's your plan? You can't expect me to last the whole second half. I can't throw like you."

Hiruma keeps grinning sharply despite the pain he must be in. "Who the fuck asked you to do that? Your head's getting stupid from all the cream puffs. You're not my replacement. We're going two quarterbacks."

She lets his barbs slide off of her. If anything, his insults are a good sign. They're also reassuring. (Seeing someone as unflappable as Hiruma fall is distressing to the say the least.)

Mamori taps her chin. "If you're going on the field, it must be because you still have a card up your sleeve. Throwing has to be impossible—which is why you'll still do it, won't you?"

"Realistically, I got one good throw left. My arm'll be useless after that."

"But Hakushu doesn't know that. Just you being on the field will make them hesitate with how unpredictable you are."

They lock eyes.

"We're cursing them so they can't fucking look away. Gonna drive fucking eyelashes insane trying to predict what we're gonna do. Might've been close if it was just one quarterback, but luckily we got the smartest bitch joining the field."

"You're terrible," Mamori says. This insult doesn't bother her either. No, her system's already start to fill with adrenaline. She's more concerned with other things. She's seen how big the linemen are. 

Reading her mind, Hiruma says, "Can't guarantee you won't get hurt."

"It's a full contact sport," she says, blunt. Her voice shakes. This is how Sena and Yukimitsu must have felt their first game. She gulps. "I'll do it."

"As if there was any question. 'Sides, the Devilbats don't let fucking cowards on the team."

Their talk takes them about a third of the way through halftime. They hustle getting ready. Following Hiruma's instruction, she bandages both his arms up, and he waits for her to change into her uniform. She is a bit touched to find it's modified for women, more room in the chest padding.

When she puts on her helmet and stares into the mirror, she doesn't recognize herself. All she sees is an American football player. (She likes it.)

She steps out of the changing room, and they walk in-step together to the field, but when Mamori steps onto the pitch, she does it as part of the team.

She does it for herself.

[ineedclarkkentbiblically]

If Frankie really is Indian then why did she respond in Hindi when she was asked if she’s Hindu? If she really is Indian, then she’d know that being Indian does not equate to being Hindu. Why spend so long pretending that she’s everything BUT Indian and constantly lie about her ethnicity and religion? 

Internal racism is one thing, but to claim that she’s Hindu by going to a mandhir and then pretending that she was a Christian who would never do Christmas smut is a whole other thing. She said this when she was asked to write an Eid fic and, at the time, claimed to “know nothing about Desi culture”, which, clearly, was a lie. 

Why the switch up? Why lie about her age as well? If she’s really 20, why did she pretend that she, as Gabriella, was 18? Not only is that harmful to any minors who might have wanted to interact with her, thinking that she and her server would be a safe space, but it’s just extremely problematic in and of itself. 

Since she’s lied about so many things, I’m going to assume — and correct me if I’m wrong — that she’s also lied about being pregnant, getting engaged and her past experiences with getting SA’d because of her father’s connection, who allegedly died because of “gang associations”. I also think that it’s safe to say that she has lied about her ED and her boyfriend (whether or not he is real) has also lied about being SA’d and attacked and mocked minors, just to backup their victim complex.

If you truly know her IRL then there is something so so wrong about all this, because how can you sit by and watch her do all this? I’m not trying to attack you or Frankie. But she’s hurt other people with her lies and she’s starting to hurt herself too. If she wanted to be accepted by a community who would have been more than willing to welcome her in, she didn’t need to lie about so many things and go down a hole that didn’t have to exist in the first place. And it’s going to be really fucking hard to convince anyone on any platform that she isn’t lying because no way on God’s green earth is anything she’s ever said true. 

Post this or not I don’t really care, but if you don’t respond and you ignore me then that says more about you and Frankie than it does me. 

she’s a Hindu and Indian. she speaks the language, she had a mandhir which she goes to, she’s attending the janmashtami festival with me.

never did she say her father had gang associations, her sexual assault is none of your concerns but if you wanna know so badly, yes she was, her pregnancy is still happening because believe it or not, a white person can like an indian one.

im not sure why you’re very concerned about her eating disorder either.

you don’t need to attack ME, i was passing on a message, it says nothing about me, it says a LOT about you to be threatening me, when i just wanted to help my friend.

she has reasons to her things which i can’t share without her permission and you’re gonna view it as an excuse, i don’t care, she doesn’t either.

+ for the pretending to be white thing, something about wanting to be white, dunno what she siad

[kommandonuovidiavoli]

What was said to hoagie that hurt him so much and who said or are we gonna find that out later on?

I don't think I will even discuss this, so I'll explain it now. I will probably do some pics about it and link them to this post for explanation.

Long story short: it's about his dad.

More under read more.

In my universe, Hoagie's dad is not dead. One day, he had a pretty bad argument with Lydia and left the house without coming back. No one knew where he went or what happened to him. Betty would blame herself for it; maybe her mother, too. Lydia would start bad-mouthing him, even going to "he couldn't even deal with some kids".

As seen in the show, Hoagie adores the man, even if he was barely part of his life (he left a few months after the tryke accident, when Hoagie was 3). He idolises him and tries to be like him, for what he can remember about the man. He never has a bad word for him. Only love and hope that one day he'll come back and teach him how to build more complex things!

And then, one day, when he was 11-12, the man came back. To say that Hoagie was happy would be like saying the ocean has a few drops into it. They hugged, there were tears, and Hoagie tried to push him home so that his mom and Tommy could see him!

🚩The man asked him to wait because he didn't feel comfortable going to the place he had left. He was sure Betty wouldn't forgive him easily. Tommy didn't know him at all. And Lydia... no. Just no. They were gonna plan a bigger surprise for them! But they needed time!

Next thing, Hoagie wanted him to meet his best friends and his girlfriend, even if she was always busy... uh... studying! He takes the man to the treehouse and starts shouting for his friends to come down and meet him, but... no one replies.

Well, probably Kuki and Wally were out smooching and holding hands, and the other two members were home. Oh well, next time... The man asks why he was yelling at the tree, and Hoagie explain it's their super secret treehouse! Interesting...

🚩 The man asks if he can see it inside.

Hoagie is a bit unsure about the idea; no adult is allowed in, but... oh heck, it's his DAD! The most AWESOME adult ever!! Of course, he will show him! Also, because... if he says no... he might leave again. Not a chance!

So, he brings him up in the treehouse and, taken by the enthusiasm, he starts showing him EVERYTHING, from rooms to systems... to... weapons and shields... he tells a bit too much about KND...

🚩 Hoagie Sr. showers him with compliments and affection as he does so, saying he is very intelligent... maybe more than his old man.

At the end of the day, Hoagie gets home but promises not to tell anything about his father being in town... but he does say to Tommy anyway, because he can't keep it in.

The next day, no one can access the treehouse. None of the keys or passwords work. They ask for a backup from Abby, but communication doesn't work either. When they manage to get in, the tree is covered in black vines. Kuki, Wally and the two other members are captured by these vines. Hoagie tries again to call for Moonbase, just to find out that Moonbase, too, is covered in vines, keeping kids prisoners. And so are all other treehouses around the world.

Turns out that Hoagie Sr. covered the trees with vines by hacking the trees ' DNA (sort of like Father in op:IT), and has the whole KND in his hands. Hoagie is shocked. How could his father do that??

Answer: easily, since he's a villain.

He tells his son that he tried to be good for his family, but Lydia would shit on him for being "spineless", and when he had enough, he left to find a way to show EVERYONE he still was as evil as he could be. He already knew about KND and their treehouse, and once he was done with his black vines, he just needed a tree to start the invasion.

It was a case that Hoagie was part of KND, so he used his son to achieve is GOAL.

"Thanks Hoagie. You really are MY son."

This caused Hoagie to go into a depression spiral; if his friends and the whole KND were in danger, it was only his fault. He really trusted his dad... he wanted to please him and show him he was good, so he could stay forever...

He couldn't see the red flags.

Numbuh 2 stepped up and fought Hoagie Sr. head to head, not holding back this time, and managed to defeat him and save everyone.

Abby scolded him for what he did, but admited that, saving everyone, he did the right thing. She was touched that he chose them on his father.

But... something was wrong.

No bad jokes. No witty remarks. No... words.

Hoagie was just crying. Something broke that day.

And it still hasn't healed.

In the Teen AU, he tries to act as normally as possible, but he IS calmer and a bit more short-tempered than his kid self. That day changed him forever, rooting in a deep fear that he might turn evil as well as the day.

The guilt of trusting the wrong person and almost dooming his friends still eats him. Sometimes he acts cold to them out of shame.

Nigel noticed the change. Abby told him what happened, but Hoagie still hasn't said a word to him. He will wait. Maybe he's the only one who can understand him for real.

[redfountainpostin]

Specialists need their own thing going on, and by that I mean power. I am not really interested in making Specialists be AS important in defeating the seasonal Big Bad as the Winx- as much as I love em I don't want to take away from the Winx importance, but I don't think it is engaging to have a group of guys literally called the specialists and then have very little special about them. Give them some magic! I'm personally fond of elemental magic or something like that- nothing over the top, nothing that would outshine the winx, but also not something that *competes* with them. And honestly, such a thing could be fun in Timmy's case because whatever his power may be, I don't actually think it would relate that much to his special niche. Like, if he's a water mage, that's actually very much COUNTER productive since he works with electronics. The best he can do is do the rice thing in a minute by getting all the water out of his phone, if he ever gets it wet. He would of course learn how to use his powers just like everyone else, but Timmy's inherent value is in his mind and the way he uses IT for his and his team's goals. Ohh I'm actually in love with this. Like, powers that the girls have are inherently related to their personalities- I don't know what comes first, power or personality, but it's just the way it is- and it is the same with the witches. (And boy do I love the bug lady) but for the guys- you get what you get. "I want electricity powers" "You're getting WATER" It would also be fun to see Timmy and Tecna do IT together in a way that isn't just "Timmy's good, but Tecna is SO MUCH BETTER NOW SHE WILL SHOW HIM YES" (full disclaimer, idk if it is always like that, been awhile since I've watched she show for the past year I've been sustained by nothing but my own increasing HCs and excellent rewrites of other peeps). Like, not only would they be doing very different versions of IT- Timmy goes to a military school so I think his area of interest and growth is a bit different than Techna's, but also: Techna has technology magic. Her way of working with it is WAY different than what Timmy does. They both learn and study, of course: if Techna didn't study, dick would she be good at it. Nuh uh. BUT she can actually FEEL the code, Timmy can't. So you know that meme that if a code is working, don't fix it, even if you see an extra line that's not needed etc? Well Timmy makes a code, it's working, Techna is like "Oh there's a dead weight here, let me just-" and before Timmy can stop her, she removes the bug with magic and the whole thing explodes (figuratively). Luckily Timmy always has a backup. And then when he can't GET the code to work at all, and he's 98% redbull and his teammates are about to kick him out, he's calling Techna like "SOS". Also, Timmy has to get the water out of Layla's phone like 8 times a week- OH WAAAAAAAAIT THIS MEANS HE'D HAVE SIMILAR POWERS TO LAYLA, OH BOY nope nope too long this will be its own post.

[kjwluvr]

Secret Admirer Sabotage

⟢ pairing: crush!heeseung x f!reader

⟢ genre: angst, one sided love, high school crush

⟢ WARNING(s): none!

⟢ word count: 848

You had always been the behind-the-scenes type of girl — quiet, reliable and easy to convince.

So when Heeseung asked you for a favour, of course you said yes.

“Y/N? I need your help with something…” Heeseung asked, scratching the back of his head.

“Yeah? Whats up?” you reply, raising an eyebrow.

“I want to do something… bold, but not too obvious”

He hands you a note with a chocolate bar. The note was folded, but you could tell he had written it in his best handwriting through the pen seeping through the paper a little.

“Could you slip this into her locker for me? Please?”

You hesitated for a bit. You wanted to help him, but by doing so, it would burn a hole in your heart. In the end, you slowly took the note and chocolate from his hand, although it felt like taking a bullet instead.

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It started small — notes, chocolates here and there. Things that could fit into that tiny hole in the locker door.

Little folded hearts, gifts with inside jokes you didn't even understand.

Then, it slowly got bigger — paper flower bouquets, keychains, things she loved. Since they wouldn’t fit in the locker, you had no choice but to put it under her table.

It got harder to be more secretive, but you tried your best anyway. You didn’t want to disappoint Heeseung, after all, you wanted to see him happy.

Because he trusted you.

Because you loved him.

But he didn’t know.

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As you walked down the halls, the whispers grew louder. Like an irritating radio jingle that plays after every few songs.

“She’s been getting more notes.”

“I saw Y/N by her locker.”

“I think Y/N is putting those gifts under her table. I saw it from the corner of my eye.”

“Omg, does Y/N like her??”

Rumours spread like wildfire. Everyone knew what was going on. Everyone wanted to know what was coming next. A stuffed toy? A bouquet of real flowers?

And then the girl — Heeseung’s crush — cornered you.

“Was it you?” she asked, not unkind, but wary.

“You’ve been leaving all those gifts in my locker and on my table haven’t you?”

“I don’t know what kind of joke you’re playing, but cut it out ok? No offence, but you’re not really my type.”

You hesitated for a second too long, her expression changed.

Then she left.

Heeseung came storming to you right after.

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“Are you kidding me??” his voice sharper than you’ve ever heard.

“Because of you, she thinks this whole thing is a prank! I told you to be secretive, didn’t I??” His face started getting read from anger, the look in his eyes grew intimidating. You’ve never felt fear around him until now. It was uncomfortable, you were never uncomfortable around him.

“You want me to be secretive?? With the gifts getting bigger and bigger, how in the world am I suppose to be secretive??” you argued back, trying to hold your ground.

“And it's not my fault she thinks it's a joke. She assumed — just like everybody else.”

“You should’ve corrected her!”

“It's not my job to tell her stuff. I’m just the messenger, the delivery guy. I am not responsible for her assumptions.”

He scoffed. “What happened to helping a friend out?”

You glared at him. “What happened? I’ve been helping you out since the start! Everyday it’s something new, and everyday I do what you ask with no questions. All this while everyone thinks I’m some creepy stalker!”

Heeseung looked frustrated, but not sorry. “This isn’t about you.”

And that broke you.

“I know it wasn’t about me!” you snapped. “It was never about me! Not when you talk about her, not when you look at me like I’m just your helper — your errand girl — your invisible backup plan!”

“Stop being sensitive, Y/N.”

You were taken aback. “No. You don’t get to call me sensitive. Not when I’ve been the backbone of your little fantasy that you couldn’t do yourself. I’ve been writing your love story while mine was burning in my hands.”

Silence fell between the two of you like a heavy weight.

Heeseung stared at you, speechless for once. You blinked back your tears.

“You didn’t even ask if i was ok.”

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That night, you sat alone in your room with a half-crushed letter in your hands.

The one you wrote for him, with the neatest handwriting you could do. The one you were going to leave in his locker months ago, before he asked for your help.

“You’re like a sunlight, bright and comfy. I don’t want to hide in the shadows anymore, not when you’re with me.”

You burnt it. It was useless anyway. You knew what was going to happen next. You lost all little hope you had left.

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Two weeks later, Heeseung and his crush were official.

He never talked to you as often anymore. You were back to square one, in the shadows.

But you learnt the truth the hard way: sometimes, being needed isn’t the same as being loved.

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[oltammefru]

The design of U-Official as a playable operator is kind of really weird in a way that I'm legitimately not sure is intentional or not. Like the whole thing with her entire kit is that it seems all just like, bad, with her self-stunning on deploy, and her finding clues you already have. The thing is, like, all of these effects are legitimately very strong and I'm not sure if this is meant to convey that she seems very unlucky and a doofus or just that she is like that on the surface, but really isn't.

Like, her "stun herself and everyone around them for 7.5 seconds effect" while also being extremely cheap in DP and taking up no deployment slots is absurdly fucking useful. (She also hits air units.) The number of times in the past few months that I've been like "wow if I had U-Official this would have been much easier" when playing hard content is so high. The fact that global didn't get U-Official for months after they should have given the usual CN delay is legitimately kind of absurd. I know a lot of people have had pretty reasonable grievances about IS3 but like the thing is, if U-Official was around for IS3 for global many of those complaints would not exist because her effect is just that absurdly good.

Anyway, let's talk about her (2nd) base skill because if I am understanding it right and its description is accurate it's legitimately one of the best clue-related base skills in the game: You can control what clues are attached to your board. This means that she can moonlight as a clue finder for any specific clue that you otherwise don't receive many of, as long as you keep one backup copy of that clue. Like, let's say that you have clue finders for all the clues but 3, so what you do here is you keep an extra clue 3 around that you never turn in, and when you need another clue 3 you simply stick clue 3 to your board, take everything off, and have U-Official as your clue finder. She can do this with any clue, you can use her as a relatively efficient cluefinder for any clue in the game. It's good and if it was an attempt to convey "oh look how silly she is" I don't think that effect actually does that.