#tech note: don't bully him... he's baby

[faebeeboo]

do you think that if ford had a child with polydactycly that he would consider getting them surgery to remove the extra finger/s so they don't have to experience what he did growing up, or would he have other ways to ensure that after living with it himself for so long?

I think it would occur to him. Every time he and his partner would go for ultrasounds, it would be the first thing he’d look for. He would want the ultrasound tech to really search to see how the hands were developing, through every stage. And if they eventually found that the kid had polydactyly… he’d be devastated. Terrified of how the world would treat them, and blaming himself for it

Of course, if they’re functional and not causing any pain, no doctor is going to perform that kind of surgery. And I think Ford would know that, as much as he’d want to ask. He’d also probably see it as a mutilation of his child, so realistically he would probably never go through with it anyway.

He’s come to terms with his own circumstances, but he feels as though it’s a shame to push the same situation onto an innocent child who has no choice in the matter (despite the fact that HE had no choice as a child either).

But ultimately, his “condition” led him to his passion. He loves abnormal things, and his own child would of course be no exception.

Once he comes to terms with it, I think he would absolutely love it. His little mini-me. He’d teach them all the tricks you can only do with six fingers. That baby would NEVER hear him speak ill of polydactyly. It’s only the coolest thing ever, an exclusive club that only baby and dad are part of.

When baby finally starts school, he’s terrified. He probably writes out a whole note to the child’s teacher wanting them to watch out for baby, to make sure nobody makes them feel as though they are anything less than super special. He debates homeschooling them - I have 12 PHDs, I am MORE THAN qualified to teach an elementary schooler - and his partner would have to talk him out of it, reassure him that it would all be fine. They’d have to send the kid out into the world eventually.

I also think he would be very surprised. Because it is not the 60s/70s anymore, when he was growing up. Kids’ attitudes are totally different, and they adapt pretty quickly to any changes to their manner of thinking. People have five fingers on each hand. But my friend over here? They have six. So I guess that first thing isn’t always true. Anyway, wanna build a block tower with me?

Of course, there may be the odd bully here or there, but the support baby would have would completely dwarf that in comparison. He’s making six-fingered gloves and making that kid feel like the COOLEST little scientist, letting them sit in during some of his (safer) experiments. The other kids who grow up with baby are gonna fiercely defend their friend, especially if they’re going to school in Gravity Falls. I’ve seen it happen. In small towns, small schools, kids treat any kid with differences with the utmost respect, and are watching out for any sleights towards them. There will be at least a few that will call out anyone who wrongs their six-fingered friend.

[arcadeichu]

The Lawson Fuentes

Characters for BOTB - Axel's Family

Manuel Fuentes - Axel's dad

Suzanne Lawson - Axel's mom

Axel Lawson Fuentes - drummer for Adelaide Anarchists

Raelyn Lawson Fuentes - Axel's older sister

Manuel Fuentes was born in America to a Mexican Nicaraguense family in 1961 and moved to Miami in his teen years. His older brother Maximilio raised him the most since his parents were absent and neglectful. Manuel found himself to a life of crime and rejecting the government. In his 20's, Manuel got interested in street racing, driving a Ford Mustang LX 5.0 (fox body) and his dream car being a Buick GNX. He got married to Suzanne Lawson in 1987, two years after their daughter Raelyn was born in Miami, Florida. Their marriage would go well for the first year before getting rocky and tense arguments would lead to Suzanne conceiving Axel five years later as a last ditch effort to saving the marriage. It would work but only for 8 years, with Manuel being arrested in 1999 and deported from Australia to Miami. He would be filed for divorce and would remain in prison for 4 years before being released in 2003 and living in the same trailer park as his brother. He has a distant relationship with his daughter and gets along with Axel, who visits his dad every 4 years.

Suzanne Lawson, born in 1962 in Mt. Gambier, Australia, grew up in a middle-class Australian household. She studied abroad as a nurse and that's where she ended up meeting Manuel. The two would marry and have children before bitterly divorcing on bad terms after Manuel's arrest in 1999. She would remarry to a 36 year old tech employee named Ashwin Lochan a year later and continue to raise Axel and Raelyn till 2006, where 15 year old Axel, fed up with his mother's alcoholism and abuse, would retaliate and run away to live with his bandmate Kyle Johns in Adelaide. Suzanne remains bitter and indulged in her bad coping mechanisms.

Raelyn Lawson Fuentes, born 1985 in Miami, Florida, grew up in Mt. Gambier - witnessing from an early age her parents turmoil until her baby brother was born. Sparking jealousy over how Axel being born was what mended her parent's marriage, she resented him and saw Axel as a "Twerp" / "Idiot baby brother" during her 20s and would only grow out of that mindset once Axel turned 24. When it comes to the abuse the two endure from their mom, Raelyn treats it as "survival of the fittest" and ends up dipping from the house as soon as she turned 18, only occasionally returning when her living plans don't fall through properly. She currently studies in business and is a total diva.

Axel Lawson Fuentes, born in Mt. Gambier, Australia in 1991, is the drummer for Adelaide Anarchists. Growing up, he had a decent relationship with his parents until he turned 8, where his mom would grow bitter due to the divorce and he'd be limited from visiting his father due to Manuel's predicament. He would be frequently bullied in school and at home would only be further pestered by his mother and his step father would remain a bystander to the harassment. He felt wounded by his sisters resentment as well, mocking her frequently to cope with how lonely he felt being the main one targeted by his mother's abuse. He would resort to drumming at the age of 11 and would pick it up well, landing the position as the drummer for Adelaide Anarchists and soon would run away at 15 from home to live with his best friend and band mate, Kyle Johns.

(Bonus note: Axel's mom is bitter and frequently compares him to his father based off similar appearances.)

[tiramissyoucake]

MINORS + AGELESS BLOGS DNI, Bully gojo x female reader, reader is a teacher at jujutsu tech, 1k words, little proof reading

CW: DUB CON (gojo bullies reader here), spanking but only once, gojo makes you keep a secret

Notes: scared of posting this because its yk dark content, this is the first time I'm posting sth like this as well so yeah please scroll away if you don't consume dark content in general. Understand that this is PURELY FICTIONAL AND IS IN NO WAY ENDORSED OR ENCOURAGED OUTSIDE OF FICTION.

The moment you see a pair of dark shades contrasted by white hair, panic fills you, Satoru Gojo made it a daily assignment to corner you somewhere and terrorise you until he was satisfied. On some days they were meaningless comments thrown your way haphazardly either overtly sexual comments about your appearance or comments poking at how weak you were compared to him, other days he would trap you in an empty classroom with him and watch you grimace, knowing what's coming.

"Wimpy, let's fuck lots today~ 'Kay?" That demeaning nickname he chose for you, it was insulting and in situations like these, gross.

Satoru was convinced you enjoyed his bullying deep down, otherwise, you wouldn't be letting out moans and whines muffled by his lips as he fucked you on one of the desks in the vacant classrooms. His hands pinning yours down and welding his fingers between yours, a romantic gesture mocking the cruel undertones of your situation, separating from the kiss, a thin string of saliva connecting his lips and yours snapped. "You like this," he panted between slow and harsh thrusts. "You like me." He emphasised his point by driving his cock harder into you, Satoru smiled as he saw you bite down your bottom lip and try shake your head, you're such a cute liar.

"I don- ah!.. I- aahhnn.. hate..!" You couldn't complete your sentences, any coherent thought you had melted as your mind kept thinking of how the strongest was balls deep inside you, he only laughed as you stopped speaking to continue moaning through the pleasure, vision blurring you could still see his shades clearly.

"What's that? Speak up, baby~" Satoru mocked you, you couldn't be bothered to hear him, focusing only on surviving his merciless pounding, his hands slipping under your uniform harshly and feeling every part of you, slowing down his thrusts you assumed the torture would be over, however that thought was quickly discarded as he suddenly and rapidly rubbed at your clit causing you to let out a noise that crossed between a squeak and a moan, the jerk had the gall to laugh.

"Yeah? You like that, dont'cha?" He lowered his voice, bringing his face closer to yours he kissed your messily, saliva coating your lips. "You love having my attention," he began. "You're so fucking weak, it's so cute. Wanna keep you all to myself.."

Satoru's cruelty knew no bounds, whenever he had the chance to fuck you he would humiliate you and force you to hear claims of how you loved his attention, you loved having his eyes on you, his hands on your body, his cock inside you–

"Sensei! You okay?"

You straightened, eyes snapping up noticing the familiar faces of your students look at you in concern, Nobara tilted her head in confusion. "You were talking about how you knew Gojo sensei in school, why'd you stop talking?"

"Oh... right, sorry‐ just uhm.. some unpleasant memories, nothing much!" You waved it off, Yuuji piped in. "About Gojo sensei? Was he a bad guy in school?"

You grew quiet, trying to think of the proper words to explain the phenomenon that is Satoru Gojo, Nobara and Yuuji took your silence as anticipation for a bigger revelation while Megumi watched with an uninterested expression, not caring enough to listen.

"Well... Gojo was–"

"A nice guy who doted on his juniors, of course!" Satoru appeared at the door, you couldn't see his eyes beyond the blindfold but you knew he was examining the scene to make sure you didn't say anything that would ruin his students' perception of him.

"Yeah, I doubt that!" Nobara responded and Yuuji shot back at her "I can see it, He's nice to us, right? He was probably the same in school!"

Megumi squinted in confusion at his friend's logic "yeah.. but I doubt anyone can stay the same for years, Nobara's probably right."

The group's back and forth was stopped as Satoru stepped into the room and clapped to bring everyone's attention to him. "Alright kiddies! Yaga gave me the OK and we're all goin' on an assignment together! Take this as a valuable learning opportunity, alright?" Satoru turned to you. "You don't mind if I steal them from you for a bit, right?"

You shook your head, the initial surprise of his appearance now gone. "You can go ahead, we were just chatting anyway."

"Okay! Everybody out! I'll catch up in a sec~" Satoru turned back to his students. "Me and Miss (name) here have a little faculty gossip to catch up on!" Ignoring his fake excuse, Nobara and Yuuji got up, Megumi stood up straight from his leaning position on the wall, and the three headed out while chatting among themselves about the previous topic.

As you watched them leave, Satoru stood closely next to you, leaning down near your ear. "So, did you snitch on me?~" his tone was playful, but you knew better.

Shaking your head no, he hummed and examined you for any signs of lying– similar ones that he would look for when you two were students, he rubbed your back almost soothingly "good girl~ remember, it's our little secret, 'Kay?" He may be older and smarter now, but the obsession with you hadn't dwindled over the years.

You turned your head away from him, clasping your hands at your front. "You should go, Satoru." He frowned at that, "you shouldn't keep the students waiting. They'll get mad at you."

"... hmph, so cold to me.." his hand stopped at your waist. He could see you growing flustered. "But just remember who's the weak one here." His tone had a firm warning to it, telling you not to get ahead of yourself.

You insisted on silence, but you hadn't anticipated his large hand coming down to spank you on your ass once, elliciting a shocked yelp from you, he walked away pretending as if nothing had happened, as if he wasn't just threatening you to know your place.

"This assignment won't take long, so let's fuck lots when I get back, 'Kay wimpy?" He tugged his blindfold up slightly, one of his piercing eyes drinking in your flustered state before he would leave with a newfound motivation to finish the mission, bestow his knowledge on his lovely students then return to this very same classroom to fulfill his promise to you.

[morphofan]

The Bully of Kamino

Originally posted on Ao3.

Summary:

Cadet Force 99 must deal with an abusive bully, in the form of their instructor, Corporal Samson. Commander Cody puts a swift end to it, and in doing so, has a lasting effect on the squad, especially on Tech. This explains why Tech becomes a motor mouth, later, and why The Batch trusts and respects Cody so much. Inspired by Shyranno's "Downtime" comics featuring the Cadet Bad Batch. Very short, may be added to in the future.

Notes:

For @shyranno

The Cadets of Clone Force 99 were in class, and Corporal Samson’s lesson on Republic ships and their history went well, until….

“Excuse me, Sir,” said Tech, timidly, “but I believe you are incorrect. The Eta 2 predates the—”

“Don’t contradict your superior,” said the tall man sharply, cutting off the cadet in mid-sentence. “Have you no respect for me at all?”

The undersized, bespectacled clone fell silent, and quickly turned his eyes downward at the floor.

“Stand up,” Samson ordered, “and apologize to me.”

The clone rose and stood at attention beside his desk. The rest of his squad watched everything in shocked silence, wanting to jump to their brother’s defense, but hesitant to stand up to the angry instructor.

“S-sorry,” Tech stammered, his hands shaking as he continued to study the immaculate classroom floor.

“Sorry, WHAT?” Samson barked, stalking toward his student.

Tech jumped, startled, and began to tremble. “S-s-sorry Sir,” he corrected.

Hunter could hear the onset of tears in Tech’s voice, and despite his respect for Samson, he began to resent the abuse being inflicted upon his baby brother. But he was a good solider, and he held his tongue.

"Look at me when I am speaking to you, boy!" Samson snarled, violently grabbing Tech by the arm and giving him a rough shake, ignoring the cadet’s frightened yelp.

Hunter pressed his hands to his desktop in preparation of rising to his feet. He glared angrily as Samson continued to grip Tech's arm.

"I’ll not tolerate disrespect," the instructor spat, "you insubordinate little—"

"Take your hands off him."

The new voice surprised both Samson and the cadets, and they all looked up to find Marshal Commander Cody of the 212th standing there, with fire in his eyes. The commander had seemingly materialized out of nowhere.

"I said," he repeated slowly, moving threateningly close to Samson, "take... your hands... OFF him."

After a beat, the flustered instructor released Tech, and the diminutive cadet backed away, holding his arm. His squad mates promptly swarmed him, Hunter and Crosshair gently examining his arm, while Wrecker stood protectively between them and Samson, balling his fists on his hips and glowering up at the instructor.

Tech pushed his goggles up onto his forehead and screwed his fists into his leaking eyes, his breath hitching. Crosshair wrapped an arm around him, sneering venomously at Samson, while Hunter spoke quietly and comfortingly, brushing the tears from Tech’s face.

Cody’s voice was low and dangerous as he addressed Samson.

"Now listen very carefully,” he growled. “I don't care how many troopers you’ve successfully sent up the ranks. If I EVER hear of you putting your hands on a cadet, again…. I’ll have you demoted so far down the chain of command, that you’ll be taking orders from them.”

He pointed at the squad, all of them now wide-eyed and staring up at him.

“You don’t have the authority to—” Samson began, sputtering in indignation.

“I do, and I will see to it, personally." The commander’s tone left no room for debate. “Try me.” He folded his arms.

There was silence, aside from Tech’s sniffling, for a good solid minute.

Red in the face, Samson looked like he was about to say something, but when Cody glared at him, he wisely closed his mouth. With a huff, the instructor turned and stormed out of the classroom, and Tech peeked out from behind Wrecker to watch him go.

"What a hothead," Crosshair muttered, disdainfully. He looked up as Cody turned to them.

The anger in the commander’s eyes had been replaced by softness and brotherly concern. He gently nudged Wrecker aside before addressing Tech.

"You all right, vod’ika?" the tall man asked warmly. He dropped down on one knee so he could look the little cadet in the eye.

“Y-y-yes sir.”

The dark-haired man smiled, and reached for Tech’s arm. “May I?”

Tech nodded, trembling and silent as the commander took hold of his arm and carefully examined it.

“Any pain?” Cody asked, working Tech’s elbow, then rotating the limb at the shoulder.

Tech shook his head, and settled his goggles back in place over his eyes as the kindly commander released his arm.

“What’s your name, soldier?” Cody asked, smiling again.

“Uhh,” Tech stammered, “I-I-I am CT nine nine zero—”

“No, no,” Cody said, chuckling and shaking his head. “Your name. What do your brothers call you?”

Gaping like a landed burra fish, the bespectacled clone went wide-eyed and mute, and then promptly found his boots fascinating.

“We call him ‘Tech,’ sir,” Hunter supplied helpfully, once the silence had become awkward.

“Hello there, ’Tech,’” the commander said kindly, reaching out and tousling the clone’s sandy-brown hair. “Am I correct to guess you’re the quiet one of the squad?”

“Hardly,” Crosshair muttered with a snort and a lopsided smile as he produced a half-eaten red sucker from his shirt pocket. He jammed it between his lips, tucking the stick tightly into the corner of his small mouth.

“Tech just gets nervous talking to anyone, besides us,” Wrecker chimed in. “Sir!” he added quickly, when Hunter elbowed him in the ribs.

“I understand,” said Cody, with a wink. “I was the same, when I was your age.”

Tech hesitantly lifted his face to the commander.

“Sometimes it’s a bit scary to speak up, especially to someone bigger or older than you, isn’t it?” Cody smiled warmly.

The little clone’s eyes widened even further, and he nodded, the beginnings of a smile tugging at his damp, reddened cheeks. “Y-yes, Sir.”

“And not everyone will take it well, especially if it turns out that they are wrong, and you are right,” said Cody. “But I believe that one should never be afraid to share their knowledge.”

CC-2224, please report to the training facility at once. The emotionless voice droned from the overhead speaker system.

Cody gave a shrug and a sigh as he rose to his feet. “Duty calls, gentlemen.” As he was turning to leave, he paused, and reached down one more time to gently chuck Tech’s chin.

“Remember what I said, Little Tech,” he said softly, with a wink. “And if you have any more trouble with Samson—or anyone else for that matter—don’t hesitate to contact me.”

“Thank you, Commander,” Hunter said, with a crisp salute.

Giving a final wave, Cody strode briskly out the door and down the corridor, in the direction of the training facility.

“I like him,” Wrecker announced.

“He’s not so bad,” added Crosshair, “for a Reg.”

“I hope we’ll get to work with Commander Cody, one day, when we’re grown,” said Hunter, reaching to drape his arm around Tech’s bony shoulders.

“Me too,” agreed the smaller clone, straightening his goggles. “And for the record… Corporal Samson WAS wrong. The earliest design of the Eta 2 Jedi Starfighter was—”

Tech chattered on and on as Clone Force 99 headed back to their barracks. If he noticed the loving, knowing smiles his brothers exchanged during his flood of information, he did not acknowledge it.

Hunter knew that the next time Tech was required to speak up, he’d have the courage and confidence to do so, without fear. Commander Cody had indelibly changed their lives with that one, brief interaction.

Hunter didn’t know if his squad would ever cross paths with CC-2224 again, but if they did, he knew that his team would respect and trust the kindly Commander.

Even though he was a Reg….

THE END

[sarcasticsciencefictionwriter]

Oooohhh platonic/sibling Henry and Ashley au where they're in a band? Either both sing, or one sings and one is part of the crew, etc. Wherever you want to go with that!

Their band wasn't well known, but it was certainly popular, popular enough that Ashley, the lead singer of the band formed by two idiotic siblings one ill-advised night in a local bar, had some wiggle room with their gigs.

Which was how Henry ended up behind the microphone that night, instead of only taking care of the speakers and the lighting and everything else that went with the performances, despite his near anxiety attack backstage.

One sibling pep talk and Ashley's grin of encouragement later, their parents sitting and watching with looks of surprised delight at his ascension to the stage, Henry grabbed the microphone, took a deep breath, and started to sing.

___ There's a longer version under the cut because it was not three sentences. 😅 ___

"I can't do this." Henry said, feeling sick.

"Yes you can." Ashley said, rolling her eyes as she messed with a guitar.

"Nope. You're the singer, Ash. Not me. I shouldn't have let you bully me into this."

He ran a hand through his hair, stressed as he glanced at her. She wasn't even looking at him.

"You're a great singer, Henry. I've heard you."

"Yeah, singing to myself. Not on stage. In front of people. In front of Mom and Dad."

"It's just doing it in a different location."

"Ash! I'm freaking out here."

Henry's heart was hammering in his chest and his palms were sweaty as he imagined actually going out in front of a bunch of people and singing.

He could do it.

He helped Ashley with the songs they wrote or the covers they did. They were pop-folk band, and Henry liked adapting traditional songs in modern ways.

Which was where their drunken idea for the band had come from, one night not long after Ashley's twenty-first birthday.

Ashley got up and walked over to him, dropping down and wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

"You can do this. I believe in you."

"Ashley..." Henry said weakly. "I'm the tech guy."

She slapped him over the back of the head, like their uncle did, making Henry start and stare at her.

"You are not just the tech guy." she said sternly. "This is our band. You should sing."

"Ashley--"

"My big brother is supposed to be able to do anything." Ashley said, giving him wide big eyes. "You always told me what when we were kids."

He dragged a hand over his face, because he had said that and he was really regretting it.

"Henry. You're great. I wouldn't lie to you. If you don't like it, you never have to do it again. Just one song. For me. Please."

"You know I can't say no to you." he grumbled.

"Yep. And as the baby of the family, it's my right to exploit that."

Henry laughed, feeling the tension in his chest loosen. Maybe Ashley was right. He did like singing. And it was their band. Maybe he should at least try, especially when he knew she had to have plucked some strings to get the deviation from the expected performance.

He rubbed his hands on his pants to try and dry his palms.

"All right. One song."

Ashley let out a triumphant squawk of laughter, clapped him on the shoulder, and hopped up.

The nerves returned as Henry went up the stairs to the stage after Ashley, who took her seat and guitar and gave him an encouraging grin.

Henry turned to face the crowd and spotted their parents seated at one of the small tables the audience populated. Both of them looked surprised, but both smiled at him, looking delighted.

That helped too and Henry walked across the stage, taking the microphone as Ashley played the opening notes to their first song.

[lennjamin-o7]

🌯🗡️ anon here! Just woke up and the new chap and jesus christ I feel so fucking bad for Techno!

Like Phil genuinely can't come soon enough, when he next see's Techno I know that mans gonna be FURIOUS. God I don't even know what to start on there's just so much to like go over!

First with the people staring, of course they'd start getting eyefuls the second Phil isn't around to guard his sonboy and make them scatter away; It just sucks that Techno's gonna have to deal with it for now, don't worry Tech you have a very murderous father waiting for you, just wait a couple days and all will be fixed!

And then we move onto Mielle. Fuck Mielle. All my homies hate Mielle. Like I understand to a point that its fae nature to be an asshole since they're such self centred creatures but like, she's an asshole even for a fae. No wonder Phil rejected this little bastard, her vibes are simply too rancid to be allowed near his wonderful perfect wife!

She's gonna handle Phil not wanting her WONDERFULLY I can just tell after her totally reasonable response to the cookies. Also her wanting to yoink Phil's earring??? I already know that would've ended horribly for her, bros probably enchanted that to be a nuclear bomb for anyone else to wear. Nuclear bombza dare I say. I understand to a degree that the others are affected by whatever fae magic she's unconsciously / consciously using but honestly so far the only redeemable one is the queen.

Mielle: "I know you wanna adopt me SO BAD but I wanna stay with this family"

Phil: "Ew?? Who even are you??? Move aside so I can see my real baby"

Techno: 🧍‍♂️

Phil, practically vibrating with joy: "There he is!!! There's the boy!!!!" :D

Mielle: "HIM????"

Like with the cookie scene. "Techno’s grip around the bag loosened for a moment, habitually giving in to Mielle's request" Techno I don't think that's entirely habit. Mielle really wasn't prepared for her personal punching bag to gain a bit of magic resistance against her huh. Like I know Phil absolutely like enchanted the promise because that's technically a deal and since he's more powerful than her, he won that little battle but like bro accidentally threw Tech into like boiling water with that one.

Mielle: No fear

Phil: "I heard you gave Techno a bit of a scratch m8, lets have a little chat"

Mielle: 1 fear

or

Mielle after Techno spills what she did to Phil: "Why do I hear boss music??"

Also the scratch??? Phil was already gonna be mad about the hair but his sonboy being hurt?? In a custody battle they don't even know they're fighting??? If Kristin was already trying to deny him it'd take 1 look at the little skrunkle for him to just steal her Entire Heart away. Instantly.

Kristin: "Phil as much as I'd like to give into you, this is a very big commitment and I don't know if you're ready for it! No matter how wonderful he might be."

Techno: Walks in with a massive scratch on his cheek and his hair shaved off, visibly miserable. Very much looking like a sad wet cat.

Kristin: 🧡👄🧡

Kristin: "Oh. Oh he is a little baby isn't he? A sweet baby boy. A sonboy. Isn't he cute? He's kind?? Talented too, you say??? Our sonboy now. I want full custody and I want it NOW"

On that note though. Felix. Fuck Felix. All my homies hate Felix. Bro pretends to like sympathise with Techno but like very clearly sees himself above him. I wanna think he TRIES to be a good brother but if I'm completely honest I doubt that. Bro was obviously mad that Tech like started making his own way in the world. Watch it come up that the king and queen didn't order the hair thing at all. Purely just him bullying Techno for daring to say no to his spoiled brat of a sister.

He's still a bit of a magic baby anyway due to like Phils original deal so I think he'd have a bit of magic resistance too since the whole magical conception / womb deal. I could absolutely be wrong but like he clearly has some magic to him, meaning he in theory SHOULD be more resistant to Mielle. He probably just decides to give into her so he can feed his ego more.

You're like 21 bullying a 13 year old, get a fucking life Felix. Maybe get a hobby. I heard Getting Ripped Apart by Philza was about to come into season real soon; maybe give that a go! Oh also! I'm gonna cast my little guess for how this is gonna end out here to see how far off I might be when the end gets revealed. I have a feeling that it's gonna end in Mielle and Felix maybe getting punished rather than the queen and king.

Like yeah they're the ones that broke the deal but the kids ARE the deal and they have been fucking with Phil's new baby boy. So maybe the punishment will just be "You wanted kids?? I you had 3 but you refused to give me the 1 you promised so now I'm taking 1 by force and killing the other 2" type deal or more of a "You broke the deal but gimmie the one kid you had outside the deal and I'll call it even".

Oh and back to the hair! I'm not entirely sure how long it really is since Tech refused to look in the mirror so mentally I'm thinking of more of a classic Wilbur Soot type hair rn, does that mean Phils faerie knot got cut out?? If that's his tracker / the way he can get to his sonboy then that's even more angst for Tech. He's really just had an awful day. First he say to say bye to Phil, then Mielle is a bitch, then FELIX is a bitch and finally Phil doesn't come to visit him?? So much more skrunkle for the skrunkle boy!

I know I've like brushed on it a bit twice but like Phil is gonna be SO fucking furious when he see's what they've done. He leaves his baby boy in their custody for like 14 hours TOPS if he doesn't come visit Techno in the manor and they fuck up THAT much??? Like its good since that's gonna push Tech even more into Phil but also Phil wants Tech to be fucking happy for once!

Phil: "He's gonna come in any moment my love, you cant miss him, he's the boy with the long pink hair and adoptable vibes!"

Kristin: "I mean I see a kid with pink hair but his hair is far shorter than you said and and he looks miserable; He's kinda like a sad wet cat, I can see how he's perfect for us!"

Phil: :) "Ikr! He's so wonderfu- WAIT HOW DID THEY FUCK HIM UP THAT BAD SO QUICKLY????" >:O

Phil shaking the king and queen by the shoulders: >:( "WHAT DID YOU DO??? WHY DO YOU KEEP RUINING THINGS????"

I just love the thought of Phil having to like sales pitch Techno to Kristin and her having been on board ages ago or like her getting a single look at Techno and him just YOINKING her heart. Simply doing what Phil spent literal DECADES trying to do in like 2 seconds flat.

Phil: "Hes super good at archery, very kind and so SO skrunkly"

Kristin: :/ "Idk Phil I'm just not sure"

Phil, sighing: "I guess I have to pull out the big guns then"

Kristin "oh?"

Phil: "I saw him eat an entire hand pie in under 30 seconds. He unhinged his jaw like some kind of snake and nearly swallowed it whole. It was awful. I thought he was gonna choke like every bite!"

Kristin: :O

Kristin: "Terrifying. When can I meet him?? He sounds wonderful!" :D

Techno's gonna get so many pies when Phil wins the custody battle I can see it now. They call him the blood god because he's always 'covered in blood' but it's actually all the filling of the pies Phil gives him. He just shoved too many in his mouth at once and it got all over his shirt. He's too embarrassed to correct anyone so he just lets the rumour continue. Phil and Kristin find it HILARIOUS. Whenever Techno's upset in the future, post adoption, they always give him cookies or pie to comfort him. He deserves it.

Techno: 👁️💧🐽💧👁️

Phil: "I'm gonna give this boy so much fucking pie you don't even know"

Phil eventually teaches Techno how to bake, Techno immediately uses it for evil. The Potato Pie Incident will forever be feared in the fae court. That on top of many more disasters he begins through baking; he becomes as infamous as Phil because of it. Phil is so SO proud.

Fae courtier: "You suck! you're just Phil and Kristins pity project!!"

Techno: "Say that again and I PROMISE I'll go into the fucking kitchen and start baking ON TOP of telling mum and dad!"

Fae courtier, shaking in fear: "I'm so sorry young prince, I don't know what came over me! Please don't punish others for my actions!!"

or

Phil: "Hey Tech! How's my little piggy doing? What are you baking??" :D

Techno, in a frilly apron: "Revenge" >:(

Phil, crying: "I'm so proud!" :,)

I think that's enough brainrot for now, I hope you enjoy my novel; As always have a wonderful day and I'm sorry if I've overwhelmed you!

Gosh, I love your asks 💚💚💚💚💚

Techno is having a #time, certainly. Phil is not going to be happy about how Techno ks being treated. Like. At all.

He's a very special boy. Who wouldn't want to stare? But, to be fair, most of the people staring were humans. The fae scattered. They know better. Mostly. Some snuck back to stare once Philza skipped off. How could they not? Gossips, the lot of them.

Mielle is very much not a good person, nope. She is a bad apple, for sure. Kind of hard not to be when you are raised thinking you are perfect. She's selfish. She's vain. She thinks she is the only person and everyone else is just side characters. Techno saying NO???? Literally, hacks. No way. Couldn't happen. That is IMPOSSIBLE???

And yeah, Phil absolutely threw Techno into a very bad situation. Though, I think you might need to be wary of the "accidentally" in that sentence. Granted, I doubt he realized how hot the pot really was when he threw Techno into it.

As you said, he will NOT be happy with tbe scratch. His sonboy? Scratched? SCRATCHED?

I love how you describe Kristin seeing the sad skrunkle of a Techno for the first time. It had me cackling all day.

Yeah, Felix honestly thinks he's helping. He isn't, but he isn't being an ass just for the sake of being an ass. But he absolutely pulled the soup trick, and the exploring around thing to soften Techno to get him to cut his hair. Like, that was an intentional move. It wasn't a coincidence.

And Felix IS less affected by Mielle's magical pull. But, it's also a little sister who he was raised to be incredibly protective of and honestly hold in higher regard than his own country. His devotion is less magical and more that he was raised to view her as the most important person. Like, he was 4 when she was born. Imagine being told over and over again from the age of 4 that you HAVE to protect your sister. That your sister is delicate and special and we are putting everything on the line for her. Like, that's also a factor. He has more of a resistance, magically. But he was still raised to act that way.

I like hearing your predictions. :) Please continue to send them.

Techno's hair is very short. One inch of hair is not very long. My sister cuts hair, and I asked her how short 1 inch of hair is, and she said it was a clipper guard 8.

Which is something like this.

It's very short.

And yeah, the faerie knot got cut out :(

And your impression of Phil trying to convince Kristin is SENDING ME. Sales pitch Philza, convincing Wife about the benefits of new child. He's precious as an apple pie. So cute. Little bit skrunkle but that's a pro, not a con.

PIE FOR THE PIE GOD!!!

I appreciate every second of this! Every. Second. Sorry if I missed anything in my reply. It's a bit hard on mobile. But I have been sitting here, giggling, while reading this. Always feel free to share your thoughts!

[nimata-beroya]

My Thoughts on TBB 1x15 "Return to Kamino" Season 1 finale part 1

I wrote this on my second watch of the episode, so some comments are related to things that came later. To sum it up, this episode was the best so far and it broke me. I'm still crying about it 😭😭 I knew it was going to be devastating, but not on this level of brutality. Anyway, here are my reactions/thoughts. Be warned, it's LONG, and spoilers are everywhere.

When Crosshair said "They'll come for you" to Hunter but leaving unsaid the "like you didn't for me" when he took the commlink to bait the batch. Gawd, it hurt! 😖

But trap aside, I'm glad that this happened bc I was wondering why would they keep Hunter in Daro. It didn't make sense. Especially when it was obvious that the facility had security problems. 2 escapes in as many days doesn't look good. Transferring Hunter to another location makes more sense and if that happened the batch needed to know where or they'd waste time going to Daro again and risking themselves unnecessarily rescuing someone who wasn't there.

Ugh, Rampart why don't you die!!

I knew the batch'd be back to Ord Mantell at the beginning of this episode

Hmm, I must say TBB writers and I think alike sometimes. In a fic that I'm writing, the batch also returns to Kamino and uses a different landing pad than the usual. Mine isn't in the middle of the ocean but I could change it 😜 there's still time for me to edit that

I love the detail of Omega's wet hair

Oh, my heart ❤️ 🥺 Echo asking Omega if she's all right

"Not the ones (clones) that matter" oh, my dear foolish Crossy. You're seeking acceptance and belonging where you shouldn't. I know it's part bc of what has happened, but baby no! Tarkin and Rampart care nothing for you

"They don't leave their own behind. Most of the time." Ouch! It hurts but the jab is well deserved 😖😭😖

"We didn't have a choice" It's true, they didn't. Really, really didn't.

"Hmm. I did?" 😭😭 no, you didn't either 😭😭

See, one of the reasons the batch can infiltrate Kamino relatively easily now it's the lack of troopers and personnel. Can you imagine doing that with hallways full of troopers coming and going. Yeah, fun 🙄

Side note: Yeah, nope. Cross, baby, that chip of yours is still in your head, no matter what you say later on. You're still on with the thing of following orders.

This is the only point where I snorted. Crosshair calling Omega sidekick 🤭 (taking notes for future fics)

Yep, Cross is right. If he'd wanted you all dead, Hunter, you would be. He doesn't miss, remember?

"We're loyal to each other" ~ "You weren't loyal to me" Yikes! That hurt 😭 Hunter's face says it all

"I was one of you" You still are, you idiot! "You might've forgotten" Nah, they didn't. "But I haven't, so that's why I'm going to give you what you never gave… a chance" Honest to god, this is where I started bawling 😭😭😭 and also thinking frantically what was Cross' plan, what was he going to do. The first time I watched it I was unsure of his intentions.

Omega waving at the woman who caught her 😆

I know it comes from all the bullying he suffered, and unhealthy defense mechanisms but when Crosshair started talking about being superior I just wanted to smack the back of his head 😒

"We were brothers once, we can be once again" This right here, this moment is when my heart shattered 💔💔😭😭 because, in the end, all that Cross wants is his family back. A sense of belonging and acceptance that he believes the Empire gave him, but he doesn't want to accept is that the Empire doesn't care for him. He believes that by having his brothers back, he will be complete. He's so lost. Poor my baby 😭😭😭

Oh, I love that Tech notices the reflective disk and he knew what was going to happen. And bumping Wrecker to tell him *chef's kiss*

Hmm, I noticed Hunter nodding Cross before he shot the squad. Hunter also knew what Cross had planned maybe

My beloved lost boy 😭😭 seeking purpose in the wrong place. I just want to hug him i swear 😭😭

"Don't make the same mistake twice. Don't become my enemy" ~ "Crosshair, we never were" 💔😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭💔

YESSSSS!!!! Working together again. I'm crying, I'm shaking watching this even in my rewatch. It's a scene so powerful all the boys working again😭💓💓💓😊😊😭😭 and their theme playing. It's such a great moment. And the exact second that Cross decides to help is when Hunter gives him the back.. Like saying, I'm vulnerable, I trust you won't kill me. And Cross responded to that trust. It's so beautiful 😭😭😭💓💓

Does your head hurts, Crossy? I bet it does

"I had my chip removed" Liar, liar. 🤥 (check this post where I give arguments why I think he's lying)

"Since when?" ~ "It doesn't matter." Yes, yes it does. And the fact that you won't say when it's another proof that you're lying Crossy, dear.

*sighs* thank you, Hunter, for stunning your brother. Now, would you please get him out and removed his chip?

Omega running to Hunter and hugging him 🥺🥺🥰🥰 but Hunter, be a dear and hug her back. It's not that difficult, my darling. Just squeeze her against you, that's it.

Yay!! Very good, boys. Get your brother out. It's time for the family to be complete.

Oh, kriff! MOVE PEOPLE, MOVE!! AAAAAAAHHHH!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

I know they're not dead because there's still one more episode in the season but AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

It's weird to mourn the loss of Tipoca City but dang! That bombardment hit me hard (no pun intended)

As this was my second watch and I've had time to digest some things, there are parts of the episode that I could appreciate more now, but others are just as punchy as they were this morning, no matter if I already know what comes next.

I must say that even when heartbreaking, most of the things Crosshair said to Hunter needed to be said. I've always seen both of their sides and understand Hunter's and Crosshair's motivations, though, and I understand why Hunter wasn't proactive in rescuing Cross. He had 4 other people to think about too. However, It's good that Cross expressed how hurt he is. Because it's that what he feels. He's not angry, he's not seeking vengeance, not really. He's hurting so bad 😭😭💔💔😭😭 All he needs is to have his brothers back

And now I'm scared, like sh*tting-in-my-pants-scared, about what's going to happen next week!! Because you can bet that episode 16 is going to be twice as brutal and heartbreaking as this one if not more.

[brightlycoloredteacups]

I hope you don't hate me for this, but can you pretty please do the whole alphabet for Steve Rogers 🙈🙈🙈 I love youuuuuu

.....I mean I could never hate you but...you know my feelings about Rogers. But I love you, so I’l do it. 

Fluffy Alphabet here

A = affection (how affectionate are they in day to day life? Do they show affection publicly or keep that more in private?)

-Steve is a very affectionate partner. He’s just subtle about it. Forehead kisses, cute notes around the house, little drawings. When he isn’t on a mission he makes you lunches with encouraging quotes he finds on the internet. He’s also not afraid to be affectionate with you in public/around his team. Though its nothing over the top, people will always know who your fella is. 

B = best memory (what is the best memory they have with you)

-his best memory had to be the first time he saw you with a dog. The thing as huge, nearly your height even on all fours. You ran up to it, asking the owner if you could pet it. When you’d been given the all clear you proceeded to love on the dog, cooing at it. You turned to him, face in the brightest smile he’d ever seen. “Isn’t it so cute Steve?” You say, he had to agree with you, the scene was very cute. 

C = cat or dog person (this is pretty obvious)

-Steve is a dog person through and through, though he isn’t opposed to cats. 

D = dreams (what do they want to do in life?)

-Steve wants a simple life to be honest. Marriage, 2.5 kids, white picket fence. He honestly can’t wait until he retires. 

E = evenings (how do they spend their evening? So they go out? Do they read?)

-Steve is a low tech person. He spends his evenings winding down, drawing on a sketch pad, listening to old radio shoes, or maybe old love songs. Sometimes he reads. Very rarely will he watch television. His favorite nights are when you’re curled up on the couch next to him, lost in your own book. 

F = first date (what was it like?)

-The first date is something simple. Coffee, lunch, maybe an art museum. 

G = giggle (what is their laugh like? What makes them laugh?)

-Steve true laugh is loud and infectious. He usually does the head duck chuckle, but when something really gets him going, usually a snide comment from Sam, he can’t help but double over and lean on the wall. 

H = hugs (do they like hug? What kind of hugs do the give?)

-Steve will always give you full frontal bear hugs. He squeezes you so you know he loves you. His favorite hugs to receive though are the back hugs, he feels so content in your arms, he wishes you would do it more often. 

I = instrument (do they play an instrument?)

-Steve is an artist...just not the musical kind. Poor boy is tone deaf and can’t play an instrument for the life of him. 

J = joy (what brings them joy in life?)

-He’s learned to get joy from simple things, a good cup of coffee, a god book, spending time with you doing nothing in particular. 

K = kisses (what kind of kisser are they? Shy? Passionate?)

-Steve is a soft kisser. Not shy, sometimes not even chase, but he isn’t about to crush your lips with his, no matter how heated things get between you. 

L = love (how do they act when they have a crush)

-Steve tends to avoid you if he has a crush. Poor thing still doesn’t know how to act right around a woman that catches his fancy, so things are being knocked over, and he’s a stuttering mess. Especially if you flirt with him. 

M = memory (what’s their favourite memory?)

-Steve favorite memory is baking cookies with his mother and grandmother. 

N = no (what is their pet peeve?)

-his pet peeves are bullies, ‘nuff said. 

O = occupation (what’s their dream job?)

-Artist, hands down. If Steve could manage it, he’d be an animator. 

P = parent (what kind of parent would they be?)

-Steve would be a fair parent. Very loving, but strict. No matter if he had a boy or girl, he’d have rules, and punishments along with those rules. 

Q = questions (do they believe in the super natural? Aliens? Anything along those lines)

-Steve can’t help but believe in aliens, technically he works alongside one. Though he’s a strong Christian, he doesn’t go to church every Sunday, and doesn’t force his belief on anyone else. He does go through a period of questioning though. 

R = romantic (are they romantic during the relationship?)

-Steve is very much a romantic. He’ll take scene right out of old black and white movies. Kissing in the rain, dancing, candlelit dinners. He does it all. 

S = smile (what makes them smile without fail)

-Dumb texts from you, without a doubt. doesn’t matter what it’s about, seeing your name pop up on his screen is the highlight of his day. 

T = together (how clingy are they? How long do you two spend together per day on average)

-He’s not too clingy, but he does love skin to skin contact with you. He also likes to spend as much time with you as he can. Though he understands the concept of personal space. He has a guys night out every week with Sam and Bucky, and whomever else wants to join. 

U = unbearable (what habit do they have that’s unbearable? What habit do you have that they find unbearable)

-You probably finds Steves reckless behavior unbearable. But it comes with the territory, you knew that before you two got serious. Your unbearable habit is leaving you comb/brush filled with hair. Pick it out and throw it away baby, jeeze. 

V = videos (do they take lots of videos or photos during your relationship?)

-Are you kidding me? Once Steve finds out about instagram and video recorders on the phone, that’s all his time line is filled with. He even goes through the trouble of attaching his phone to his computer and downloading them. He doesn’t trust the cloud, it sounds too sinister. 

W = wedding (what was the wedding like?)

-It depends on what you want for a wedding, he’s pretty flexible. But his dream wedding is very small. An intimate affair with just a few people around him. 

X = eXtra (what’s an interesting fact about them that they don’t tell anyone about?)

-He hates having you run your fingers through his hair! Run them along his back, or arms, just not his hair. 

Y = yuck (what do they hate? Could be a food, sent, word anything)

-Steve honestly hates dirty laundry. If he had his way, he’d do a load every day. 

Z = zzzz (how heavy of a sleeper are they? How do they sleep? What mood do they wake up in? Really any sleeping headcanons)

-He’s not a heavy sleeper at all. He never has been. But he must sleep close to you, cuddled up preferably. He often wakes early in the morning to go for a run, but most days, he likes to stay in bed with you next to him. It’s so soothing to have you in his life.