acourtofquestions · 19 days ago
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“She had no magic to wield, save for the keen eyes of the goddess at her shoulder and an uncanny ability to remain unnoticed, to play into expectations.”
#Chapter 23#Kingdom of Ash#Sarah J. Maas#Lorcan Salvaterre#Elide Lochan#Elorcan#no spoilers please first read to read along with me#more notes quotes annotations & reacts in the tags spoilers for the chapter & book in post & tags of course pt 2 of 4 perspectives#Lorcan had never felt the weight of the hours so heavily upon him-I FEEL IT 2poor Rowan must feel this 247HURRY where’s Elide?hold on Aelin!#And to send Elide into Maeve's clutches--it had taken all of his will to let her walk away.😭#If Elide was captured if she was found out he wouldn't hear of it know of it. — you’d know cause she’s your mate idiot (I love you idiot#without proving their worth they could still visit--briefly. — ugh Maeve why does everything about you suck so much#If she emerged. — COME ON ELIDE — I CANT HANDLE ANOTHER CAIRN-NAPPING#the Prince of the North and the Lion the protector and the ever impatient in love idiot we all love Lorcan#He knew some of them. Had commanded them. Were they now his enemy? — they are all having some inner morality battles#What manner of birds? Raptors mostly — none from the House of Whitethorn — they fought for him on the other borders… for her🥹😭them#why so many guards if no Aelin hmm???? SHES HERE GUYS#though Gavriel kept glancing to the tattoos inked on his hands. How many more lives would he need to add before they were through?#Aelin had been trained to endure torture. Elide... He could see those scars on her from the shackles. — how about we save them both?😭🖤#She had endured too much suffering and terror already. He couldn't allow her to face another heartbeat of it--#Rowan and his random hatchet now😅😂 it’s giving my wife is gone unhinged in the woods with the bros might become a horror movie vibes#But then a two-note whistle echoed and Lorcan's legs wobbled so violently he sat back onto the rock where he'd been perched-OH MY ELORCAN😭🖤#also Lorcan… perched??? isn’t that bird boy Rowan’s thing?😅😂🤣#her cheeks rosy in the cool night air. — cheeks pink in the twinkling lights tell me bout the first time you saw me (shipping in insanity)#She was fine. She was unhurt. There was no enemy on her tail. Elide's eyes met his. Wary and uncertain. I met someone.#THANK GOD — but also wait WHAT-when?WHO?HOW?#also this quote posted is like one of the reasons I love Elide#another grand Maasverse enterance is on its way?#the fact the opening line shows that being sold out to Maeve is the same as death — OH GET TO AELIN ALREADY PLEASE#no more tattoos guys — what’s with Maeve’s wolves — isn’t dark haired beauty what Elide called the girl in the caravan so maybe it’s her
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favroitecrime · 2 years ago
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and i’m gonna be honest: i do not ship kourtney & jet! i do not think he is right for her actually and aside from his little flirts, i don’t remember much about what they could possibly have in common/to talk about.
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irisintheafterglow · 1 year ago
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if he's a ghost, then I can be a phantom
summary: the strawhats are summoned back to baratie so sanji can cook for a high-class diner. they can't figure out why zoro is so nervous. (opla!zoro x you)
wc: 2k
cw/tags: swearing, mentions of food and eating, established relationship, pet names (sweetheart, doll, lover, pretty), spoilers if you squint, sanji being himself and zoro having absolutely none of it
note: this was requested by an anon a few weeks ago and i finally got around to writing it!! every time i write for zoro, i have a new favorite fic i've made because he's just so fun to write for. hope you enjoy!!
likes, reblogs, and replies are always appreciated <3
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“You know, they’re a lot hotter in person.”
“Shut your mouth, waiter, or I’ll skewer it closed,” he mutters with palpable distaste. Another swig of rum burns down his throat and, for the first time that the crew can remember, Zoro seemed nervous. It wasn’t obvious, but they’d sailed long enough to know that he never stopped surveying a room for threats, no matter how familiar he was with it. Today, though, the only thing that took his attention was the rim of his glass and he was subtly avoiding the eyes of the crew’s target. “This is the dumbest idea you’ve had in a long time.” 
“Thank you for your input, Zoro. I will, however, be belaying it,” his captain replies brightly, unfazed by the blank expression of his first mate. The uneasy faces of his crew only makes him beam more, giddily excited for the anticipated challenge. “C’mon, guys. We’ll be fine. They just need to see how awesome we are and they’ll totally give us a new sail!”
“Loud, loud, too loud,” Zoro warns in response to the increasing volume of Luffy’s voice. They were already causing enough of a scene, as is, and he damn sure didn’t want other guests looking in their direction. To make matters worse, the amount of alcohol in the table’s bottle was dwindling too quickly for comfort. 
“Hey, if we’re lucky,” Usopp offers, “we might just get a whole ship. You know, maybe one that Captain Usopp can command as the second ship in the Straw Hat fleet.”
“You think we’ll get a whole fleet?”
“Hell yeah. Maybe, we can all captain our own ships–”
“Alright, let’s get our heads out of the clouds,” Nami cuts in. “We still need to figure out how we’re going to get over there, in the first place. And just for the record, I’m with Zoro on this one.” 
“First time for everything,” he deadpans. She smartly elects to ignore his sarcasm and continues to argue why the plan is a bad idea. The call from Zeff came at an opportune time and during an unfortunate situation when the Merry sailed straight into a torrential thunderstorm that ripped the main sail clean down the middle. Despite their best efforts to patch it up, it was beyond repair; with the Marines constantly on their tail, having a working sail was a matter of survival. Zeff’s reluctant summons for Sanji to cook for a special guest provided a means to buy a new sail and have a little extra spending money. But, in his wildest dreams, Zoro could not have predicted that the special guest was you. The smug look on the chef’s face snaps him out of his thoughts. “Shouldn’t you be in the kitchen, waiter?”
“Shouldn’t you be downing the rest of this bottle, drunk?”
“I’ll smash this damn bottle on your head, I swear–”
“No, no. Zoro has a point,” Luffy agrees. Sanji gives him an odd look and he quickly realizes what his statement insinuated. “Not about smashing the bottle on your head. We need you to bring them your food so then I can go over and talk with them.”
“You don’t think I can charm them on my own?” 
“Don’t look so aghast, blondie,” Zoro answers and receives a knife-sharp glare in response. “This is not someone who will entertain your theatrics.”
“How would you know anything about them, hmm? I believe you’re a little too dead inside for their liking,” Sanji baits and Zoro’s on the verge of biting before Nami steps in again. 
“Sanji, get in the kitchen. Let’s just get the money and get out of here.” Zoro silently thanks her in his head for effectively ridding the chef of the table for the time being. His gratitude turns into a grimace when she turns to him expectantly. “You’re gonna hate me for asking–”
“Then don’t ask,” he finishes. She doesn’t relent. 
“How do you know them? It seems like you’re nervous about being here, but we’ve never met them before as a crew.” Hitting the damn nail on the head. “So, you must’ve met them when you were still hunting down pirates. Am I right?” He grumbles an unreadable response, but the slightly pink shade of his face tells the table everything they need to know. “You’re terrible at covering up secrets.”
“I don’t remember asking.”
“Ah, you’ve got him on the run, now. He’s deflecting,” Usopp chuckles, immediately shutting up when Zoro shoots him a deadly scowl. He hated that all of them were right and would never admit it to save his life. After all this time, seeing you still made his heart rate skyrocket and cause his hands to clam up with boyish nervousness. You were just as beautiful as the last time he saw you, instances that were too few and far between for his own liking. Your father would have a fit if he saw you in such an unregulated environment as Baratie, but he knew that you were safe. As long as you breathed the same oxygen, he vowed no harm would come to you. 
“I met them when I first started hunting,” he admits and the words felt wrong on his tongue. Every nerve in his body was telling him to stop revealing his relationship to you. It didn’t matter if he’d almost died surrounded by his crew; his connection to you was sacred and something he was going to take to his grave. It was mostly for your safety, the late-night sneaking out and stolen displays of affection. In another life, he wouldn’t have to hide you from other hunters that wanted to see him fall. “Their father is a captain in the Marines. When I first met them, they were training with Mihawk. Their father wanted them to be the most feared Marine in the seas.” The jaws of his friends fell to the table and he knew how wild it sounded, a legacy Marine trained by a pirate lord. “But, Mihawk taught them more tricks than just swordfighting and their father fired him on the spot.”
“He taught them sympathy for pirates,” Nami concludes and he nods. “Why are you so shifty around them?” He shrugs half-heartedly and tries to make it look like his face wasn’t on fire.
“Just haven’t seen them in a while,” he states, zeroing in on the blonde asshole waltzing to you with a plate. Your surrounding guards stiffen, hands flying to the weapons at their belts. You, however, roll your eyes and tell them to stand down. He knew you hated going out with security because they were always watching, watching, watching. “Eyes up. The waiter’s making a move.” 
A strange sense of nausea washes over him as he watches you smile politely at Sanji, laughing softly at his jokes and kindly nodding as he explains the dish to you. You trust them, Zoro keeps telling himself. That waiter doesn’t stand a fucking chance. All the reassurances don’t stop his gut from churning when Sanji does his signature lean-down-and-whisper-suggestively into your ear. To his surprise, however, you don’t immediately meet the chef’s eyes. Your attention flicks to Zoro, instead, with a look that he knows all too well. 
Please get me out of this. 
Despite the protests of the table, he’s standing in an instant and walking with his hands on his swords like your guards didn’t even exist. His sight becomes tunnel-vision on nothing but you and he bypasses your guards with ease. Your shoulders relax when he stations himself protectively behind you, much to the confusion of the chef in front of you. As subtle as he can, he rests his hand on the back of your chair, inching closer until he’s just barely touching your shoulder. It’s small, but speaks wonders for his presence. 
“Zoro,” you murmur without looking up, your fingertips brushing against his knuckles. Your touch on his skin after so much time away feels electric.
“Hey, sweetheart.” Sanji stiffens at the term of endearment so easily leaving Zoro’s mouth and you can sense the boost it does for his ego. “Whatcha got there?”
“My new friend was just telling me about the dish he made. He said he crafted it especially for me, with his own hands,” you inform him with a sly sparkle in your eye. His jaw clenches unconsciously. You knew exactly what was going on in Zoro’s mind and he knew it, too. “Apparently, he can work wonders with his hands,” you remark casually and you can hear the chair crack under the force of the swordsman’s hand gripping it. To your delight, Sanji’s face has also taken on a slightly darker shade of red at how crassly you echo his suggestion. And in front of his rival, no less.
“Was he, now?” His tone is lethal and it sends goosebumps up your arms. “Well, it best be time for him to get back in the kitchen, no?”
“Mmm, but he said he had a proposal for me–”
“I had one for you too, though I did ask you in a much finer establishment than this one.” You can’t help the smirk that spreads on your face and you have to look to the side to keep from laughing aloud. Zoro’s jealousy was rearing a very indignant head; you’d be lying if you said you didn’t find it a little hot. “Got that stone on your left hand to prove it.” Sanji’s eyes darted to the band wrapped around your finger, a ring that looked suspiciously like the one hanging from a chain around Zoro’s neck. “Give us some time alone, yeah?” His question becomes rhetorical as he pulls out a chair next to you and tugs your seat closer until you can cross your leg across his. His palm rests possessively over your thigh and the chef gapes for a few moments more before turning back to the kitchen. 
“That goes for all of you, please,” you order your guards without looking at them, absentmindedly tracing Zoro’s jawline with the back of your pointer finger. “Take my bag and buy however many drinks you want. I’m safe,” you state with absolute certainty. Once they’re gone, all you see, feel, and know is him.
“Hi,” he breathes.
“Hi,” you smile just as softly. “What’re you doing in a place like this?”
“I can ask you the same question, pretty.” His eyes shine with nothing but adoration. You forgot just how much you missed him.
“Took a detour to prolong my time at sea. I didn’t want to go home just yet.”
“Your old man’s being an ass again?”
“You know how he is,” you reply. “Why are you here?”
“Believe it or not, that blonde shithead is my crewmate. We’re here to get some extra Berry for a new sail.”
“Sail, hmm? I always knew you had a little pirate in you,” you tease and he sticks his tongue out immaturely. “Heard you fought my esteemed mentor. I don’t know what the hell you were thinking.”
“You don’t think I can beat him?”
“I don’t think I can fathom what will happen if you don’t,” you say quietly, swallowing a lump in your throat. “Don’t do any dumb shit, okay?”
“You’re acting as if I’m already leaving you again.” 
“Aren’t you?” Your smile is sad and it makes his chest ache. When he beat Mihawk and killed your bastard father, he was going to give you the life that you deserved. 
“Not yet,” he promises. “I don’t wanna go yet.”
“I don’t want you to go, either. How much do you need for that sail?” He gives you a number and you don’t even blink. You just nod and reach into your coin purse, fishing around and deciding to just give him the entire pouch. “Will that cover it?”
“Doll–”
“It’s a yes or no question, husband,” you say with lighthearted sternness. He shakes his head in exasperation but can’t hide the grin painting his features. 
“Yes, lover. It’s more than enough.” He presses a kiss to your forehead and you hum in contentment. “Thank you, sweetheart.”
“Of course. D’you mind introducing me to the rest of your crew besides the flirty waiter?”
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factual-fantasy · 2 months ago
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27 Asks! Thank you!! :DD🦎
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@driftwoodmfb
Its simple, Arceus made them! :0 He made Litwicks, Lampents and Chandelures at the same time. The Litwicks ate the Lampent plorts, the Lampents ate the Chandelure plorts, and the Chandelures made more Litwicks! :00 Same goes for every other slime species on the planet.
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I actually love your cat so much
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I am not familiar with "Six the Musical".. <:0 Sorry!
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@quietmakesglark
WAHAHAHGGGG THANKYOU SO MUCH!!!!!😭😭💞💞💞THUIS WAS ALL SOSWEEETT THANTKOYIYUUU!!!💞💞💞🥺🥺💞💞
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@glitchhayden (Last ask was in this post)
OHH I see XDDD I kind'a want one-
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@abaroo
<XD Yeah, poor Sally.. I was thinking that she doesn't really need to sleep or rest and is always on the go! So early birds like Frank and Howdy are her go to friends. And Julie usually has a fair amount of time and energy to spare for her sister! :))
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AAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :DDD IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY EDDIE AND WALLY!!!! :}}}}}
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🥺💞💞💞 AAAAAAA I'm so glad you like him!!! :}}}}}}
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(Referencing this post)
There was a time where Wally had a particularly big meltdown/panic attack over Home watching him. In response Barnaby invited Wally to stay at his house for a few days to see if the different environment helped at all.. which it did.
So nowadays whenever Wally gets really stressed, he crashes at Barnaby's house.. Home doesn't like Barnaby because he keeps taking Wally away from it.. 👁️👁️
But thankfully I don't think Home could really hurt Barnaby.. other than maybe opening a door causing him to stub his toe- <XD
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@littlelightfish
👀👀
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(Referencing this post)
Man, I always miss one spelling error. 😔
Also thank you! I'm glad you like them! :)))
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I put "#do not tag as ship" on all my Welcome Home posts. If people start coming at me for it I'll deal with them.. <XD thank you for the concern though! <:)
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@milk-powrit (Referencing this post)
:DD Thank you! And hey- its not necessarily to be mean! Home is not not particularly interested in them because they're just normal neighbors <XD Plus they don't come around often sooo...
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@tallchest13-blog
That is the most creature I have ever seen!! :000
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@burnt-pie-eater
This Christmas comic and this dream comic are good examples! :0 Seeing himself as his human body with puppet colors. Seeing things or people from his human life..
I'm thinking of making it so any bugs Eddie sees look like real bugs. Weird dark roaches and spiders. Which is why he's scared of them.. 👀👀
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@caprico54
Yes yes! :DD When Eddie was human, he was a mailman! So his job as a mailman now is the only thing that feels natural and familiar to him... Which is why he's so unnaturally good at it! :00
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@i-only-created-this-to-read
Hmm.. I imagine that the pipes and plumbing are apart of Home. But only in the walls. The pipes the come up from the ground and attach to Home are not apart if it.
I'm thinking if you completely tore Home down and rebuilt it somewhere else, it would flicker to life again. If you split the materials of home between 2 houses, I think only one would actually be alive and "home". It would make sense if one part of Home was where its life came from. But I'm not sure what that would be.. Maybe the fireplace is the heart? Monster house style? <XD
I imagine whatever is apart/meant to be apart of Home is its body. A meteor crashing through wouldn't be part of it <XD And any hanging pictures or furniture is not apart if it. The walls are its bones and the paint becomes its skin. If you tore down a wall that wood stops being apart of Homes body the moment it is detached. If you build a new wall, it might take a moment.. but it will eventually become apart of Homes body.
As for the old rotted wood, I imagine that Wally chopped it up and used it for fire wood :0 The new wood that Wally installed in the walls became Homes new body.
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<:( You will find someone new someday friend! There's a lot of bees in the hive!
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XDD Naahhh its ok, Grim's just nomin. He wont hurt Sylvester! :)
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@taco-hyeh (Sent after this post)
Man, if only my mega Grimace comic didn't turn out to be so giant <XD I would have PLENTY of angst for you!
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@kitschie
Home right now can be best described as.. curious.. but also somewhat malicious. It watches Wally and Eddie because its curious about them. But it can clearly tell that watching them causes panic attacks and makes them very upset. Yet it doesn't stop. If anything it watches them more intensely when they cry..
When it comes to if they could figure out what it wants.. its hard to say if Home even really wants anything. It just likes to watch and see the Wally react to its stares... that, an the fact that Home probably cant communicate outside of slamming windows and doors-
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@calsoutghosthunting
Oh? I've only seen it from 1 artist, is it becoming a trend? :00
I don't know how I feel about it.. I mean its cool! But I might not draw it with my Sona personally <XD Reminds me of this old Journal drawing trend that I did a long while back.. 🤔
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@spirited-splashes
AAAA THANK YOU!!! :DDDD I wish you luck in your journey! :)) AND REMEMBER!! The comfort has to be just as healing as the angst is hurting!! :}}}
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(Referencing this post)
If you look closely, the hat is actually just Sylvester's ribbons! XDDD
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brucewaynehater101 · 4 months ago
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Hmm do you know any fics where Tim does the honeypot thing?
I am sorry that I don't have any light-hearted ones. I wish I knew ones where he flirts mid mission and then drops the poor sucker (like he's trying to get past security so he flirts with them or something).
This fic isn't necessarily a honeypot, but it does talk about how Tim did female undercover work while Robin: "CODE:Caroline" by Mouse_in_this_house. It's not necessary to read the rest of the series to understand this fic, but I heavily encourage you to check out their series.
The fics I'm gonna recommend are under the premise that Tim, during his time as Robin, was forced to do honey traps (flirts with people to get information) or believes he has to. Obviously, this is an AU idea. They basically dramatize the Caroline Hill identity. None in the bullet points are going to be light fics.
Please keep in mind some of them include triggers!
"If I'm honest (I'm suffocated by my blush)" by Violettavonviolet - B forces Tim to pretend to be a hooker. Jason finds out.
"pretty robin" by envysparkler - the only good dad Bruce fic here
"Bumpin' Pain for Anarchy" by Violettavonviolet and its sequel:
"Sunk Cost Fallacy" by Violettavonviolet
There are also more fics out there where Tim goes undercover as a stripper or otherwise which causes Jason to go from enemy to caretaker (cause why the fuck is Robin doing this shit).
As a friendly reminder, since these fics explore certain themes, I do not read nor will I recommend batcest. Some undercover fics like these can seem like they'll go into that territory, but the ones I recommend will never stray into batcest. The "undercover" tag on AO3 can be used to search up more fics (be careful to filter out ships you don't want) as well as just browsing envysparkler's fics
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choppersconfirmedkills · 2 years ago
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Family
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Pairing: Bad Batch x Platonic! Former Jedi! Reader
Word Count: 645
Genre: Absolute fluff, pure goodness
Warnings: Bad Batch antics
Day 4 of the New Years Drabble Series! Randomly timed in celebration of the premier of the new season!
“Alright, let’s go ‘Mega, got to do your hair,” you called out, patting the spot in front of you.
“Can you do it just like yours?” Omega asked, eyes twinkling.
“We can see. Your hair is a bit short, but I’ll try my best.” Across the ship, you heard a loud thud, causing both you and the young one in front of you to freeze. You didn’t bother to look up knowing that it was just normal chaos, and continued brushing Omega’s hair
“Wrecker!” Echo yelled. “You keep swinging your big head around like that and you’ll destroy the ship!
“My ship,” Tech pointed, never tearing his view away from in front of him.
“Come on Echo. My head’s not that big,” Wrecker pouted.
“It is significantly larger than any of our heads. At least an inch large in circumference.” Tech added.
“Why do you use such big words, nobody understands them,” Wrecker said.
“I think everyone understood that. There’s no need to be so emphatic about it.”
“See again! Did any of you understand that? Hunter? Y/N?” Wrecker whipped around to ask. 
“No comment,” you responded. Hunter just rolled his eyes. The argument continued, you zoned it out and went back to Omega’s hair.
“Y/N?”
“Hmm?” You looked down at the little girl in front of you.
“What was your family like?” Omega asked.
“Why do you ask?” You continued, starting a braid in her hair.
“Well, it’s just that I have my brothers, they’re my family, and I wonder what yours must have been like.”
“As you know, I was a Jedi. The Jedi are taken when they are very young to learn the ways of the force. So I never knew my family, all I knew were the Jedi. At times it could be very lonely. We were told not to form attachments. All we had was the Force. I thought about looking for my family, but I never did.  And then once upon a time, I was assigned to this rag-tag group of clones. They were loud and rambunctious. They never really cared for rules which was the opposite of what I was used to, but it was refreshing. They were strong and they moved concisely, never failing in completing a mission. They claimed it was because of their abilities but the truth was, it was because of how close they were. They could communicate, even if most of the time it was to scream at one another.” Omega laughed. Looking up at the argument that was still going on, now including Hunter. “I stayed because there was something about the group. And they took me in. We fought together, laughed together, and cared for one another. They protected me when Order 66 happened. And then I realized I didn’t need to look for my family, it was right in front of me.”
“But how are they your family if you don’t share blood?” Omega asked, looking up at you.
“Something I learned from them. Family has nothing to do with relation but is instead all about the love and care you have for one another.” You paused looking down at Omega’s finished hair. “All done!” You patted her shoulder. Omega bolted up and ran straight toward the chaos, desperate to show off her new hair.
“Guys! Look at my hair! Y/N did it! And they told me all about their family!” You smiled at her antics.
“Family?” Echo called out.
“Jedi don’t have family,” Tech answered.
“You never told us about your family!” Wrecker again pouted.
“Well clearly it was not pertinent at the time, so they didn’t need to tell us nor did they want to,” Tech added.
“Didn’t we just talk about you using big words nobody understands?” Wrecker cried out, and another argument ensued and Omega just turned around to you and winked.
Your family.
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omgrachwrites · 1 year ago
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Of Pirates and Princes - Chapter One
Pairing: Prince Caspian x Reader
Summary: You are merely a shop owner sharing a street with an insufferable mechanic. If that’s true, why do you keep dreaming of Princes and black sails? OUAT crossover
Warnings: enemies to lovers, fluff, swearing
A/N: First part wooo! Hope you guys enjoy and please let me know if you would like to be tagged! xxx
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Chapter I
The floor was hard and rocky beneath your fingers, as was the wall behind your head, you couldn’t dig your way out of this cell, that was clear enough. Boots crunched against the ground and you lifted your head, smirking when the tall man peered through the bars.
“Where’s your master, General? Was he too afraid to come and see me alone?” you snickered.
“Where are the jewels?”
You scoffed, “the lady Susan’s jewels? Why would I have them?”
“You were seen in the company of the men who did steal from the carriage down in port. They had the gold and silver but no jewels, and they let you get caught.”
Those men were idiots, your father would have skinned them alive if they weren’t bound to be executed by the Prince. They had failed to protect you.
“Hmm, what a conundrum.”
“Release her,” a different voice, a softer voice came from the shadows, the pale moonlight illuminating his handsome face.
“But, Your Highness,” the General started but he didn’t get a chance to finish as the Prince cut him off.
“We have searched her belongings and her person, we have not located the jewels or any other contraband. It is not a crime to choose poor drinking companions.”
The General muttered something as he walked off and you glanced over at the Prince, “I’ve been here for five days.”
The Prince smirked as his dark eyes beheld you from the other side of the bars, “have you? My apologies, I had no idea,” you scowled at him.
The Jolly Roger was still docked in the port and you smiled as you ran into the Captain’s open arms, “I was so worried about you, Y/N.”
“I’m fine, dad,” you smiled and he pulled out of the hug, holding you at arm’s length.
“How did you get away?”
With a smile, you pulled a dagger out of the wood of the ship and used it to cut a hole in the lining of your tunic, “either the Prince and his men are idiots, or you taught me very well,” you laughed as you pulled out the jewels you had stolen from Susan’s carriage.
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The bell to your jewellery shop opened, causing you to lose grip of the crystal that you were trying to set into the ring, “fuck!” you jumped and your friend laughed at you.
“Sorry, Y/N.”
You smiled and looked at the clock as you grabbed your jacket, “no, I’m sorry. I lost track of time, lunch at Granny’s?”
Regina nodded and the both of you left the shop, switching the sign to closed, “how’s Henry?” you asked.
Regina sighed, “he still thinks I’m the Evil Queen.”
“From Snow White?” Regina’s son, Henry held a strong belief that everyone in town was a fairytale character from his book, his relief was so strong that he had brought his birth mother to Storybrooke, all the way from Boston.
Regina nodded at your question causing you to laugh and quirk an eyebrow as you looked at your friend’s clothes, “well, you do have the look.”
Regina rolled her eyes, “don’t be ridiculous, Y/N.”
You laughed as you opened the door to Granny’s, your smile fell almost instantly as you quite literally ran into the man you wanted to see the least.
“Woah, I’m so sorry,” he laughed as his hands came up to steady you, as soon as he realised it was you, his smile dropped and he scowled at you, but his hands didn’t leave your waist.
You recoiled and Caspian rolled his eyes, “your hands are filthy.”
Caspian scowled, “I’m a mechanic, darlin’ kind of comes with the job.”
“Whatever,” you stormed right past him and into the diner.
Regina followed you as you sat down at your usual table, “that was the most ridiculous argument ever.”
You scoffed, “I hate him, I hate him so much and I don’t know why but there’s just something about him that irks me. I can’t put my finger on it.”
“I’m sorry, Y/N,” Regina spoke up and you glanced at her in surprise to find that she wasn’t looking at you. She was looking past you with a faraway look on her face as if her mind was elsewhere.
“What for?” you asked.
She didn’t say anything, she just smiled wanly and placed your usual order when Ruby came around to take the order.
“I keep on having the strangest dreams.”
Regina raised an eyebrow as she looked at you warily, “what about?”
You twisted your ring round on your finger as you recalled the dream from last night, “there was a pirate ship and a Prince. There was a jail cell in the depths of a great castle, it felt very much like a fever dream,” you laughed.
“Dr Hopper may have something for dreamless sleeps.”
You shook your head; the dreams may have been weird but they were not unwelcome. Lunch was nice, Regina seemed truly happy and you didn’t speak of your dreams or Henry again.
On your way out of Granny’s you grabbed two bear claws, one for you and one for your mom, that was your tradition, every Monday you would have lunch with Regina and then you would go for coffee and a catch up with your mom. You dropped Regina off at her office before driving to your mother’s cottage on the edge of town. As soon as you pulled up to the cottage you could sense that something was different but you didn’t know what until you rang the doorbell.
“Y/N,” your mother smiled with a questioning look on her face, “what are you doing here?”
You laughed as you held up the brown paper bags, “bear claws?”
She nodded with a smile, “sorry dear, it’s been a long day. Come in.”
You smiled as you stepped over the threshold and hugged your mom, kissing her cheek before you walked through to the kitchen, your blood running cold. Twice in one day? Someone really had it out for you. There he was, looking cleaner than he had from when you last saw him a couple of hours ago. He looked up from his phone and he dropped it on the kitchen counter, the clatter making you jump.
You scowled at him as you saw the remains of a bear claw on your mother’s floral plates and a coffee cup, “what’s he doing here?” you complained to your mom as she rolled her eyes and followed you into the kitchen.
“Y/N, don’t be rude, Caspian was kindly dropping off my car after he fixed it for me.”
Caspian shot a dazzling smile at your mother that you just wanted to slap off his face as he stood from the kitchen stool, “it really was no trouble, ma’am, after all I couldn’t have you traipsing all the way into town from here.”
Your mother grinned and handed him a tupperware container which made you glare at Caspian, “you’re a lifesaver, and you won’t have to eat greasy diner food tomorrow.”
“Thank you, ma’am, I’ll see you soon,” he glanced over at you with daggers in your dark eyes, “Y/N.”
You didn’t say anything but if looks could kill he would be six feet underground, your mom walked him out and when she came back into the kitchen she had a disappointed look on her face.
“Why can’t you just be nice to him, Y/N? He’s a lovely young man.”
“Oh come on mom, he’s rude and arrogant.”
Your mom sighed as she flicked the kettle on, “oh, Y/N, you really need to grow up.”
As you were getting ready to close the shop, the little bell tinkled and you looked up with a surprised smile when Henry walked through the door. Regina worked late every Monday so Henry always came by the shop to start on his homework until Regina picked him up. You would have thought that he would have been spending time with Emma.
“Good to see you Henry,” you smiled as the boy placed his backpack on one of the tables in the shop and began to get his things out.
“Hi, Y/N,” he smiled brightly as only a child could smile as he got out a heavy leather bound book and you knew that that must be it.
“So, that’s the famous book, huh? Kind of offended that I’m not in it,” you laughed as you tidied some things away, “want a sandwich and some juice? It’ll be a while before you’ll be having dinner.”
“That would be great, thanks Y/N,” he started to scribble in his notebook as you went through to the tiny little kitchen in the back. You poured Henry some orange juice and made him a sandwich, cutting off the crusts just like you knew he liked it and came back through into the shop and placed it in front of him.
“There you go,” you spoke cheerfully and Henry took one big swig of the drink, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Oh, I think you actually are in the book,” he grinned and started flipping through the pages.
You laughed as you quirked an eyebrow, “oh yeah? And who am I? A princess I hope,” you sat opposite Henry.
He shook his head as he pushed the book towards you, “no something much more cool.”
You looked down at the colourful artwork splashed across the page and saw the pirate standing at the bow of a ship. The drawing of the woman did kind of look like you, she had different hair but she had the scar through her eyebrow just as you did. As you looked down at the drawing you could almost hear the call of the birds and the ocean breeze.
It reminded you of your dreams.
“So, what’s this story about?” you tore your eyes away from the book and looked at the little boy sitting opposite you.
“It’s about that pirate and the Prince of the land, sworn enemies but they fall in love one day when the pirate saves his life.”
“Why would a pirate save a Prince?” you asked flipping through the book, your eyes coming to rest on a tall man with ink black hair and even darker eyes. You closed the book with a snap and pushed it back over to Henry.
“I don’t know,” Henry shook his head, “maybe she’s good, not everyone has to be a villain.”
“How does the book end?”
“Why don’t you keep it and find out?”
You laughed considering his offer, mentally deciding against it. Regina would never forgive you if you knew you were encouraging her son’s impossible belief.
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sneakyboymerlin · 3 months ago
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Making what’s technically a DNI which is funny cause I’ve never been a fan of DNIs, ppl will just ignore them if they want, but ppl will not stop being creeps around me and I wanna put forward what my beliefs & boundaries are
Trigger warnings for everything that’s under the cut are in tags, ‘cause this is p much just calling out the predatory shipping stuff
Oh also spoilers if you haven’t finished the show ig
People who ship Merlin/Mordred (18 and 10yrs old when they met), you need to develop the ability to see dynamics between humans outside of a romantic context, because that shit is disgusting. I don’t care if he “waits until he’s 18” or something. If you think this has no relation to real life, you are lying to yourself.
People who ship incest… get real, it’s 2024. This includes half-siblings, step-family, adoptees, etc. because they ARE relatives. Yes, I have seen ppl in this fanbase say it’s ok to ship adoptees because they’re not “real family” — specifically using Thor/Loki as an example (in the replies of a post about Merlin & Mordred having a “brotherly” relationship, no less). Those of you still shipping Arthur/Morgana and Morgana/Morgause… A ship being gay doesn’t magically make it progressive. Abuse is not progressive, it is a result of one person’s sense of entitlement in conflict with another person’s autonomy.
Racism and misogyny — particularly this fandom’s misogynoir towards Gwen. Common sense, except many of you will read this and think it doesn’t apply to you when it does.
If you think that Arthur is incapable of loving Gwen as much as he loves Merlin (despite the opposite being true in canon), if you call Gwen “a beard” or act as if Arthur broke centuries of tradition to marry a servant out of “convenience” or to use her for her womb — why do you want Arthur to objectify this woman so bad?
If you think that Merlin would’ve needed to teach Gwen, Lancelot, or Elyan how to write despite the fact that Gwen and Elyan were co-running a small business with their father for years + the season 1 photoshoots of Gwen writing + s5 Gwen writing onscreen + the fact that Lancelot and Merlin were writing each other for years — we get it, you watched Holes.
Villainizing Gwen and/or Elyan (e.g. the Kingdom Come fan script). Gwen accepts Merlin’s magic with a grace that Arthur doesn’t offer in the same episode, but fans often interpret Arthur’s reaction with good faith and ignore Gwen’s entirely. She and Elyan both suffered the wrongful death of their father when Uther accused him of consorting with a sorcerer and didn’t give him a trial. Elyan saw/experienced firsthand the wrongful persecution of the Druids when he was possessed by the spirit of a Druid child, so fics where he is disproportionately aggressive towards magic while Leon and Arthur are disproportionately calm are especially transparent (e.g. that Arcane Dominion fic on Ao3).
If you think that whole Helios arc (especially with Gwen’s outfit) or all the “Southrons” shit in the show wasn’t racist (or, if you don’t know, please look up what orientalism is and how it affects people irl).
Homophobia - a lot of merthur shippers (and others, but one’s kinda more popular) have a lot of homophobic beliefs. For example, if you think that sub = bottom and dom = top, that is both misogynistic and homophobic. If you think that Merlin or Arthur (or, like, Gwaine) is “weaker” than the other and decide their position as dom/top or sub/bottom based upon that criteria, again you are being misogynistic and homophobic. This goes double for presenting Merlin as a dom/top because of his magic (not in general), when it’s pretty clear in the show that magic peoples are experiencing a genocide because they are stereotyped as dangerous. Hmm, I wonder what groups this logic might apply to in real life who are demonized and hypersexualized to justify their eradication… not gay and trans people, or poc, or other oppressed groups! They could never have anything in common with a hypothetical oppressed group !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Transphobia - fics going on about how “[x gender] could never [perform y reproductive function]” is obviously something you say when you forget or ignore that trans ppl exist. Doesn’t matter if you’re making fun of mpreg or whatever, and no it’s not just merthur fics.
Religious persecution - first of all, if you generalize any persecuted religious group/culture or decide that genocide is justifiable towards some people, you are either a Nazi, a Zionist, or some other white supremacist, and you are not welcome here.
Now, this touches on homophobia, misogyny, and transphobia, too, but because magic is ultimately a stand-in for religious persecution, it goes here:
When you villainize Merlin for keeping his identity a secret in a society where he is, in written law, to be executed for the way he was born, you’re sending a horrific message to people who should never feel guilty for the most bare minimum acts of survival. Fiction is informed by reality, and may support certain societal aspects/ideas in return. Stories are a form of speech, which is cycled through the sociopolitical atmosphere of the storytellers. You are not immune to propaganda, but you are especially susceptible if you refuse to acknowledge that even allegories exist.
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sabyfangirl · 1 year ago
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Tazzy Martin
Summary:
A Creature Power Suit malfunction caused by Zach in the hopes of getting revenge on the Wild Kratts crew went horribly wrong...
Notes:
One of the scenes here was inspired by Asil's art. Thank you. And thanks to all the amazing people who inspired me along the way.
"I'VE HAD IT!!!"
Zach was pacing around his office like a madman, fuming with suppressed rage, two Zachbots watching from afar, completely motionless.
He had just returned from another one of his thwarted attempts to capture a wild animal for him to turn into an invention - a beaver builder, with the soul purpose to build whatever the greedy inventor desired. Unfortunately for him, his plans were foiled as soon as the Wild Kratts team jumped into the scene.
"I'll get you next time you Wild Ratts!"
"That's Wild Kratts!"
He could feel himself boiling on the inside, gritting his teeth so hard they could shatter. He banged his fist on his desk. Very, very HARD.
"OWIE!" he cried, wriggling his hand and whining like a kid, instantly regretting it. "It hurts!"
He stole a glance at the unmoving Zachbots.
"I SAID IT HURTS! DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!" he snapped, the robotic servants nursing him by bringing him an ice pack.
Zach snatched it in an aggressive way before pressing it against his hand. "Argh."
He thought hard for a moment.
"I need to find a way to get back at those pasky Wild Ratts, gotta teach them a lesson," he muttered, his tone deep and obscure.
He sat on his desk in a thinking pose. Not even a minute had passed before his eyes landed on something buried under all his workpapers.
Raising a curious eyebrow, he reached out his good hand and pulled out what seemed to be...a newspaper article, one he immediately recognized.
"Why do I still have this thing?" his voice contained a hint of irritation.
His eyes read the title.
The Wild Kratts Crew Will be Tagging the Endagered Tasmanian Devil.
The corners of the fabric were getting crumbled by Zach's clenched hands. His anger was immeasurable, and the picture of the Kratt brothers covering half the page only aggravated him even more. He despised them, his hatred towards them was the equivalent of a laser beam piercing through metal.
"I thought I threw this away, what's it still doing here?!" he pouted.
He was about to rip it to shreds...when a sudden memory crossed his mind.
Tazzy Chris.
He still recalled the way Chris acted in his T-devil suit, a malfunction that caught his attention.
"Hmm," he lowered the paper down, squinting his eyes and being deeply pensive. "That Creature Power Suit malfunction was certainly...interesting," his tone was changing gradually. "When green guy turned into that devil thingy, he was out of control!" The expression on his face was changing, too, taking a malicious aspect. "But that annoying Aviva fixed the malfunction," he grumbled with a disappointed face. "Unless..." The disappointment quickly disappeared, a spiteful smile creeping on his pale face. "I could trigger the activation, and Chris could go TAZZY again!" He jumped from his brilliant idea.
Zach then walked over to one of his drawers and pulled it open. Inside, was a triangular box, which he eagerly took out with a huge grin. "Heheh," he giggled as he opened the box.
"And my Disrupt-o-bots are just what I need to get the job done."
It was night time. Everyone in the Tortuga was sound asleep.
It had been a rough day for all of them, from saving those beavers to cleaning up the mess Zach left behind, as per usual.
The Kratt bothers were so tired that they practically threw themselves on their beds, as soon as they got back, without taking their Creature Power Suits off; old habits never die.
It was peaceful. But not for too long.
Through the ship's vents, sneaked in a an army of small-sized Disrupt-o-bots - which were only four - specifically designed for hacking and going unnoticed.
From the comfort and safety of his own plane, having had parked not too far from the blue ship itself, Zach was giving instrunctions to his little minions, being able to see what was happening through one of the Spy-bots' cameras.
"This is gonna be fun," he rubbed his hands diabolically. "Disrupt-o-bots, you know what to do."
And so, the tiny machines flew to the Kratt brothers' room. There, they found the two animal lovers sleeping in peace, snoring softly.
Zach wrinkled his nose at the sight of them. "Oh, you just wait and see what I'm gonna do," he cackled wickedly.
In no time, the Disrupt-o-bots flew inside Chris' suit, making their way through the circuit and eventually to the center of the system.
Zach remembered the first time he used his Disrupt-o-bots to tamper with the Creature Power Suits. How Martin turned from an elephant to a basilisk lizard, and how Chris turned from a rhino to an acorn, from a cheetah to a walrus, from a falcon to a bass, and finally, from a crocodile to a Tarsier, and from a hippo to a butterfly.
It was all fun to watch until the crew interefered and put a stop to his scheme.
But this time, it was going to be different.
"Now, I know about the flaw in Aviva's programming, so triggering this past activation should be a piece of cake."
With an overconfident smile, he took out a remote. "Disrubt now," he pressed a button, causing the Zachbots to start drilling through the system.
Zach laughed maniacally, waiting for the malfunction to take place... But nothing happened.
"What?!" his voice trailed off. "Hey, what's going on? You're supposed to turn tazzy!" he whined. "It's not fair!" He crossed his arms like an irritated five-year-old.
After thinking for a moment, he came to a conclusion. "Looks like Aviva's much smarter than I thought," he muttered. "The suit is somehow resisting the sabotage, argh," Zach rubbed his temples in frustration. "Think, Zach. Think." He tapped his head.
He suddenly remembered the other half of the Kratt brothers sleeping on the opposite side of the room.
At that moment, it was as though a light bolb lit up above his head.
"Hey, blue boy never turned into a devil thingy," he remarked, putting a finger to his chin. "What if..." He paused. "Maybe, just maybe, I could..."
He looked over at his screen once more, a venomous smile creeping on his face.
"Change of plans," he announced, pressing a different button this time.
Instead of drilling, the Disrupt-o-bots shoved wires into the green structure.
"If I could just copy the past activation..."
The Zachbots beeped in termination.
"Yes!"
Next thing, they exited Chris' suit and jumped inside Martin's.
"YES!"
Finally, they deposited the data in the blue circuit like a snake injecting venom into its prey.
"Oh, I'm such a genius!" Zach preened himself, waiting for the anticipated result.
Fortunately for him, it all went as planned this time.
Soon, a violent blast of blue enveloped the blue Kratt's form, morphing him into a vicious T-devil.
"It worked!" Zach's laughter filled his plane, feeling more triumphant than he could've imagined.
"Boy, I can't wait to see their reactions when they find out that blue boy turned tazzy!"
Martin's breathing intensified, his chest rattling as he scratched his ear like a dog. He twisted in bed, his tail wiggling fast, before his eyes flung open. He sat up, growling and drooling on his bed, then hopped on all fours by instinct as he rushed out of the room.
His head danced around frantically, unable to place where he was. He was confused, completely discombobulated. He accidentally ended up in the garage, where he found a very comfortable corner to curl into a ball and sleep in.
A new day dawned on the team, the sun slowly rising over the horizon and bringing light to the forest they were in.
Sunlight shone through the window and on Chris' face. He moaned a little, his eyebrows twitched as his eyes slowly opened, before instantly closing at the sight of light.
He breathed a long sigh, before stretching his body and stifling a yawn as he sat up in bed. He then stole a glance at the other side of the room, expecting to see Martin still sound asleep, only to be wrong.
His bed was empty.
Chris raised an eyebrow, "Huh." The only logical explination he could think of was that his brother had gotten up earlier than usual, not thinking much about it.
He got on his feet, realizing he was still in his clothes and suit, an enlarged grimace spreading across his face; he couldn't count the number of times they did that.
As he dragged his feet through the room, he took his CPS off, along with the gloves while making his way to the control room.
"Mornin' everyone," he let out as soon as he walked in, throwing his suit in the right place.
The other crew members were already up and at 'em, the girls working in their stations while Jimmy was preparing breakfast.
"Mornin' Chris!" Aviva was the first to respond, a warm smile on her face.
"You're just in time for breakfast!" Jimmy looked at him over his shoulder, humming a soft tune as he flipped another pancake.
In no time, the mouth-watering aroma reached the green Kratt. "Mmm, that smells good," he complimented, dipping forward to savour the smell.
"Thanks, my grandma Z's recipe!" Jimmy replied happily.
Then, it was as in sudden remembrance hit him.
"Say, has anyone seen Martin?"
The question caught everyone's breath, silence reigning.
"Umm, no," Aviva hesitated, before turning to Koki.
"Don't look at me, I haven't seen him all morning!" She waved her hands.
"Neither did I," Jimmy said in turn as he untied his apron.
A worried expression painted Chris' face, a sinking feeling in his stomach.
Something just felt...off.
Back in the garage, the ferocious fur ball was slowly awakening. He stretched his body like a cat, nails clawing at the floor.
His eyes scanned the room and he gasped.
How did he end up in the garage?!
Just as he started thinking he had become somnambulist, he looked down at his hands, then at his arms... His eyes widened.
He jerked away, knocking over a few boxes while he was at it.
"GRAH!" He yapped, using proper words felt like a whole task of its own.
His vision was black and white, which only aggravated him.
"Wha- grrr... What's happening to me?!"
He got on all fours, gritting his sharp teeth while racking his brain for any reasonable explination to what he was going through.
Meat.
Carcus.
HUNGRY.
He snarled with pent-up aggravation; he couldn't think straight.
His ears suddenly twitched at the familiar voices coming from above him. The human part of him wanted to cry for help, but the animal inside him told him not too. It was screaming at him, telling him to get away from there, to break free fom this cage he was in.
And so, he ran over to the garage hatch and banged on it. When he realized it was no use, he implanted his sharp claws into the metalic door, ripping a hole inside like it was nothing.
He squeezed through and made his escape, as he disappeared into the woods, running towards an unknown destination.
"Maybe he's-"
BAM.
Everyone in the control room jumped at the sudden crashing noise.
"What was that?!" Jimmy stammered.
Bang. Bang.
Jimmy screetched as he buried his face in his cap.
"Sounds like it's coming from the garage!"
Chris was already heading there, followed shortly by the others.
They all stopped at the door, exchanging nervous looks.
"W-We should probably not go in there, i-it could be a dangerous animal!" Jimmy's voice squeaked.
"But what if it's not?" Chris gave him a firm look over his shoulder.
But just as he was about to get in, the sudden sound of wripping metal nearly burst everyone's eardrums.
They groaned as they barged in and, to their shock, their eyes landed on one, big blue tail wriggling from a hole in the garage hatch, just two seconds before it vanished.
"What in the world was that thing?!" Koki exclaimed, putting her hand to her forehead as she scanned the damage. "Aw, and look what it did!" she pouted.
"I'm not sure, but..." Aviva's voice trailed off, biting he lower lip from hesitance.
"But what?" Chris insisted.
"I think it was Martin," she said with a now lower voice. But Chris heard it very well.
"What?!" He looked white as a sheet. "What makes you say that?"
"He was wearing one of my suits, I'd recognize my CPS technology anywhere," she paused, lowering her head in a pensive way. "But I'm not sure which suit, it could be so many things; I've programmed too many creature powers with tails and I didn't even get a chance to guess what kind of tail he had!"
Aviva's words slowly became shallow to Chris' ears, as he was too busy processing what was going on, too busy thinking about what kind of Creature Power Suit malfunction they were dealing with.
"Hey, Chris. Hey!"
He felt two hands grasping his shoulders, giving him a good shake.
"Chris, are you listening?"
He stopped staring at the void to meet Aviva's worried eyes.
"...Huh? Um, yeah, you were saying?" He didn't mean to sound careless, yet that's exactly the tone he used to respond.
Giving an exasperated sigh, Aviva looked at him dead in the eye. "Your brother, Martin, is dealing with a malfunction that is unknown to us!" She tried very hard not to sound angry.
"But how did it happen? Did the suit just...activate on its own during the night or something?" Jimmy theorized, still a bit shaken from what was happening.
"No." Aviva sounded mildly firm to a terrifying level. "That's not possible! My suit can't just activate on its own, something must've triggered the activation," she muttered the last part to herself, but it was loud enough to be heard by everyone else.
"We'll figure that out later," Chris put an end to the deadly silence. "Right now, we have to go after Martin and find him before he hurts himself...or someone," his eyes narrowed as he glanced at the hole in the hatch. "He must have some pretty sharp claws to do that," he pointed.
"You can say that again," Koki nodded, sighing at the thought of having to fix it eventually.
"We better get going, then," Aviva earged, gaining determined nods, at the exception of Jimmy.
"Why does something like this always happen to us?" he whined.
He kept running and running...
His heart was on fire, a new found energy flowing around his body like electricity. He was reconnecting with the animalistic side of himself which he had been keeping at bay for so long, finally letting it free.
It felt so strange, yet so good.
He ended up on a tree-lined path, looking up at the gaps of sunlight, the air brushing against his fur as he swooped past every animal, every insect and every plant, like a bolt of light.
Realizing he had no clue where he was going, he came to a halt and scanned his surroundings; nothing but trees and grass.
His stomach grumbled and he made a low guttural sound, so he started sniffing around for anything to eat, when his extra-sensitive nose picked up a smell.
He dipped his head forward searching for the source of it, before taking off yet again, this time with a destination.
It wasn't long before he came across, what one who isn't stuck in a T-devil suit might find stomach-turning, a dead animal. The smell was so strong and repellent, no wonder he was able to smell it from so far away, especially with T-devil powers.
He approached the carcus on all fours like a real tasmanian devil, already salivating at the thought of devouring it.
He was so hungry, craving rotten meat more than anything.
He licked the corners of his mouth as he was about to bite a whole chunk of the meal...but paused, his eyes enlarging slightly, tacking a more human aspect, as they were fixated on the body before them.
He let out a loud, choked gasp as he fell back, jerking away from the carcus.
His eyes were wide and filled with fright.
He couldn't believe he almost ate a dead animal.
He ran in the opposite direction to get away from the smell, tears building in his eyes.
He wanted to cry for help. He wanted to go back to the Tortuga and have Aviva fix his suit before he spirled out of control again.
He wanted his brother.
"Chris- grrr!"
It had been hours since the search started, the hot afternoon sun burning down on the team as they made their way through the forest.
"Argh, we've been looking for hours, and I can't take it anymore!" Jimmy suddenly let out, sounding as though he was on the verge of tears. "My legs hurt, and I'm hungry. Heck! We didn't even have breakfast," he whined continually, his legs shaking and his stomach grumbling to confirm his words.
At that, everyone stopped and turned to look at him. Though, just as Chris was about to respond, Aviva beat him to it.
"I hate to admit it, but I can't go on either," her voice cracked from tiredness.
"Jimmy's right," Koki huffed, exhaustion painting her face. "We can't go on like this, we have to go back to the Tortuga to recharge and think of a new plan." She straightened up from sudden remembrance, her visage shifting from unenergetic to hard. "And may I remind you that there's still a big hole in the garage hatch that needs fixing?! Who knows what kind of creature could sneak in from there?" She waved her hands frantically, irritation clear in her voice.
Chris just stood there, his eyes darting from from one person to another, feeling empathy for his teammates. Part of him wanted to return to the ship, too - after all, he was fairly tired himself. But another part refused radically to stop looking for his missing brother.
"Chris?" Aviva called when he took too long to reply, her calm voice snapping him out of his thoughts.
He let out a long sigh before finally saying, "It's alright, you guys can go back without me." His smile was bittersweet.
"Are you sure?" Koki raised an eyebrow, not liking the idea of leaving him all by himself.
"Yeah, don't worry, I'll keep looking in the meantime, and you can rejoin me later," he tried to sound as persuasive as he could, the girls exchanging uncertain looks when a loud grumble almost made them jump.
They quickly turned around to find Jimmy rubbing his stomach with a sheepish grin. "Heh, sorry," he said with a small, nervous voice.
The girls couldn't help but cackle a little.
"Welp, we better head back before Jimmy's stomach yells at us again," Koki resolved humorously.
Aviva laughed softly before turning to Chris, "We'll be back before you know it, CK," she smiled warmly, the green Kratt instinctively returning the smile.
And just like that, they all marched away and disappeared behind the trees, leaving Chris standing in the middle of the forest. Alone.
He put his hands on his waist and let out a frustrated sigh. "Where are you, bro?" He looked up at the sky as if waiting for a hint to drop from there.
He had no clue for how long he'd been standing in that same spot, too trapped in his thoughts to keep track of time, when suddenly-
SNAP.
"Huh?" Chris swiftly span around in search of the source of the sound, but calmed down when he assumed it must've been just a harmless wild animal.
CRACK.
Wrong. There it was again. This time it sounded closer.
Chris gasped quietly, his shoulders were tense, his eyes wide and observant, dancing around in all directions, as he walked around himself in a defensive pose.
"Who's there?!" he snapped when the cracking noise returned, this time accompanied by the rustle of some nearby bushes. It got louder and louder, until...it stopped.
"Hm?" Chris let down his guard a little when silence lasted for a while now.
Cautiously, he stepped closer to the bush he thought he'd heard the sound come from, crouching before looking behind it...
Nothing.
He blinked for a few seconds, before scoffing in amusement as he slowly stood up and-
GRAW!
Not knowing what hit him, Chris found himself flat on the ground after being pounced on by a creature just about his size, although he was in too much of a daze to realize it at the moment. Confusion was quickly followed by pain, sharp pain in his right arm, right beneath his shoulder. His eyes were closed shut through it all, but he could sense the heavy breathing of a potentially ferocious animal right above him. He tried to swallow, but couldn't. He gasped for air, the weight of the animal pushing down on him with its claws suffocating him. He was pretty sure he had tears forming in his eyes, seeping through the corners and slowly rolling down the sides of his head.
He racked his brain for what creature could've possibly pounced on him. A wild cat? Maybe a wolf?
A sharp, pained cry escaped his chest.
Darn those claws.
They were sinking through his jacket and into his skin, like five well sharpened knives.
Finally, he mentally smacked himself to open his eyes and find out who his attacker was. Slowly, he cracked his eyelids open, his pupils shrinking at the sunlight illuminating the blurry, blue figure right on top of him, but as his vision became clearer, his face dropped and pallid, his glassy eyes widening from shock and disbelief.
"Martin-..." it barely came out, almost like a cough rather than a word.
"Grrr!" was all he responded with.
Indeed, Martin had mercilessly tackled his own brother, growling at his horrified, pale face as drool ran down from the corners of his mouth and only missed Chris' face by mere inches; he looked about ready to rip off his face any moment. His left claw dug deep into his brother's arm, so deep that blood was practically flowing through his fingers. It was unimaginably painful, but Chris was too focused on his brother's inhuman, animal-like shrinked pupils, looking right through his soul to even care about the burning sensation in his arm. He was busy analyzing his features; the dark circles encompassing his eyes, his sharp canines sticking out of his mouth, his long, pointy ears and his furry chest... He'd recognize that suit anywhere.
Out of all Creature Power Suit malfunctions, he never, ever, in the whole creature world, would've guessed his brother went tazzy.
Carefully, he shifted his free arm and reached a gentle hand to his brother's face, the Kratt in the tazzy suit seeming completely unaffected by the gesture.
"It's okay," Chris managed with a weak yet soothing voice. "You'll be okay~" his voice trailed off as his hand slid down his brother's cheek before dropping on his chest; he was losing consciousness.
However, the movement ended up having an effect on the blue Kratt, knocking him out of his tazzy trance, his pupils starting to dialate, his brows slowly furrowing from perplexity.
Once he was fully himself again, the first thing his eyes caught was his brother lying out cold on the ground right beneath him, his head flopped to the side in a nearly lifeless manner.
"Chris?!" he jerked away from his brother's body, landing on his tail and looking absolutely petrified.
His eyes twitched toward his arm, his green sleeve soaked with fresh blood, following a trail of red, leading to his...hand.
He stared at his hand, panic building up inside him, eyes widening as he discovered blood all over, slowly running down his fingers, from the tip of his slicing nails to the red pool covering his entire palm.
Huff. Huff.
His breathing intensified, still staring at his now trembling hand with watery eyes, realization hitting him like a truck.
He hurt him. His little brother. The one he's always supposed to protect.
He clenched his teeth as a dark thought crept to his mind.
What if he was... No!
He refused to check, too afraid to find out, too scared he might hurt him even more.
He needed to get away from him, to stay away from him, to keep him safe from himself.
So without another thought, he took off on all fours in the opposite direction of where Chris was lying, unable to see clearly with the new set of tears streaming down his face, staining the ground behind him, along with the blood he still had in his claw.
Looking out on a stream of water, lit up by the evening sun, Martin was curled into a ball and sobbing uncontrollably, the memory of his brother lying bleeding on the floor haunting him like a ghost.
It's okay.
You'll be okay.
His soft voice echoed in his mind.
"C-Chris..." he let out with a shaky voice, his chest rattling from all the crying.
He then lifted his head to look at his bloody claw; the blood was now dry and darkened by the dirt, the sight making him quickly shift from tormented to furious as he slammed his hand against the water, the blood getting washed off in the process.
He breathed heavily, tear marks staining his face.
How could he do this to him? His own brother.
But he hadn't had enough, delivering a strong fist into the closest tree, desperately in need of a way to liberate his anger.
Little did he know, that one punch was going to answer all of his questions.
He heard something bump into the trunk of the tree, sounding awfully like metal. And, sure enough, when he looked down, his eyes widened at the sight of... Zachbots?!
He remembered them very well, those very same miniscule Zachbots that caused him and his brother serious Creature Power Suit malfunctions in the past. It all came back to him; the time his brother almost got eaten by an elephant as an acorn, and later on nearly becoming a fishy snack for a bunch of hungry voltures, without forgetting about their near-drowning experience and almost getting devoured by baby crocodiles. And finally, he remembered the one behind all of it: Zach.
He gritted his teeth so hard, shock turning into immeasurable rage.
He was the one responsible for his misery. He was the reason his brother was injured in the first place.
With the earge to quench his thirst for revenge, he trapped the oblivious Disrupt-o-bots in his hands, crushing them without pity.
He now had only one goal in mind.
Zach. Must. Pay.
Pain.
That was all he felt at the moment, surrounded by complete darkness.
But then, he started hearing indistinct voices, slowly growing clearer and more familiar by the second.
"I think he's waking up," he heard Aviva gasp softly, a noticeable hint of relief in her voice.
"Finally," he then heard Koki sigh heavily.
Realizing he had been unconscious, Chris brought himself to open his eyes, squinting at the light in the room with a grunt. He instantly recognized the two figures hanging above his face.
"Chris, can you hear me?" Aviva leaned in, looking down at him with worried eyes.
Chris tried to move but hissed at the stinging pain in his right arm, immediately regretting it.
"Hey, don't move," Koki cautioned with a firm tone.
Feeling weak, he scanned the chamber in order to place where he was: his and Martin's room.
He was lying in his own bed, back in the safety of the Tortuga.
"W-What happened?" he asked, still in a bit of a daze.
"When we came back from the Tortuga, we found you lying unconscious and badly hurt," Aviva explained.
"Your arm took a beating! Luckily, there aren't any internal injuries, but still," Koki persued, motioning to his right arm as she bit her lower lip, which he found was bandaged up from the corner of his eye.
"We were worried sick! What happened out there?!" Aviva cried.
"What kind of wild animal did that to you?" Koki asked in turn, the question triggering something in him.
...
Martin.
The memory of his brother viciously snarling at his face and clawing at his arm flashed before his eyes.
"...Chris?" Aviva's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "Is something wrong?" she asked when she noticed the perturbed expression on his face.
"It was Martin," he muttered under his breath, staring into the void.
"WHAT?!" both girls cried out simultaneously.
"It was Martin, in his Tasmanian devil suit," he looked at them seriously, their eyes widening at his words. "He pounced on me not long before you guys left, and his eyes..." He looked down at the hand he caressed his face with. "He wasn't himself," his voice deepened, taking an obscure aspect.
"Hold up, back it up..." Koki suddenly snapped, waving her hands. "You mean to tell us that Martin did that to you?!"
"And that he went tazzy?!" Aviva added in turn, sounding a lot more shocked. "But-... How's that even possible?!" her voice cracked. "We're not even in Tasmania, so there's no way he could've activated on his own," she held her head in disbelief, pacing around the room as though in search of an answer. "Something just isn't right in this story."
"What kind of Creature Power Suit malfunction is this?" Koki glanced at Chris' arm. "Did you see the damage he made?"
"Look, I don't know how this happened, I don't know how Martin went tazzy, but all I know is that he's out there and he needs us," Chris said with all of his chest, carefully getting into a sitting position. He paused and took a deep breath. "He needs me."
They all remained silent for a moment, exchanging worried looks.
"But if we were gonna help him, we gotta figure out how the malfunction occurred in the first place," Aviva put a hand under her chin.
"This all started this morning, right after we all woke up," Chris recapped.
"Which means something must've triggered the activation at night," Aviva assumed. "But what?"
As in sudden remembrance, Koki gasped, "I think I might have a way for us to find out," she let out excitedly, catching Chris and Aviva's attention.
And before they knew it, the whole team was gathered up in the control room, Koki typing away something on the big screen. Chris was sitting on the center table, a slightly shaky Jimmy right beside him, a bag of ships on his lap to help him cope with the stress.
"So what's this about, Koki?" Aviva asked, watching as her friend pushed her chair away from the screen with a confident smile.
"You'll see."
On the big screen, appeared a video footage of the control room at night.
"See, I've installed security cameras all over the Tortuga in case someone, like you know who, sneaks in and tries to steal one of our inventions," she clarified, earning an astounded "ah" from Aviva.
"Good thinking, Koki!" she complimented.
"Thanks," Koki smiled vigorously.
"But how's this gonna help?" Jimmy questioned with an anxious tone, stuffing his mouth with a handful of ships.
"Well, like Aviva said, something must've triggered the activation of Martin's suit, and this is how we'll figure out what," Koki explained.
"Or who," Chris said, everyone giving him concerned looks.
With that, Koki started switching from one camera to another, each showing the same chamber from different angles.
"Wait, stop!" Koki nearly jumped at Aviva's voice. "What's that?" She pointed at something moving on the screen.
Koki paused and rewound the clip. "Hmm, zooming in."
This time, they all saw it clearly; the room filled with gasps.
"Is that what I think it is?" Aviva asked, flabbergasted.
"Zach's Disrupt-o-bots," Chris said with an uncharacteristically hateful tone.
"Looks like they all sneaked in from the vents," Koki remarked, pointing at the robots flying in from the mentioned construction.
"And flew all the way to the bros' room," Aviva continued, the screen shifting to a different camera footage of the hallway. "Zach must've found a way to get Martin's suit to activate T-devil powers. The only problem is, there's no way he could've triggered a past activation like he did last time he used those Zachbots on the suits, since Martin never activated Tasmanian devil powers to begin with. And besides, I corrected all of the ghost activations in both suits, so a malfunction like this shouldn't even be possible!" she informed very precisely, pacing up and down the room as she did so. "Unless..." she came to a halt right in the middle, between Koki and the guys. "He managed to COPY Chris' past activation and transfered it to Martin's suit!" she involuntarily raised her voice, before face palming herself a bit too hard. "Gah, how come I haven't anticipated this?!" she scolded herself, rubbing her nose bridge from self-disappointment.
"Hey, you couldn't have known Zach would plot something like this," Koki comforted, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder.
Chris, on the other hand, was too busy thinking about what Zach did to his brother, finding himself clenching his good hand into a fist of fury.
"Zach went too far this time," he forced out through gritted teeth, not noticing Aviva approaching him slowly.
"I know," she grasped his shoulder, looking deep into his eyes. "We'll deal with him later, but right now we got a Kratt to find and help out," her brows furrowed, earning a heavy sigh from the Kratt in green.
"You're right," he responded with a slightly more relaxed tone.
"And now that we know exactly what kind of malfunction we're dealing with, you should be able to fix it, right?" Koki tilted her head.
Aviva looked down pensively. "Yeah, but..." her voice trailed off, her eyes slowly twitching toward Chris' bandaged arm. "I'm not going anywhere near him, I mean did you see what he did?" she paused as she realized how rude that sounded, turning to find Chris rubbing his arm with an offended look. "Sorry," she said desolatedly, slightly embarrassed.
"I get it," he answered with an understanding tone. "I wouldn't wish this for anyone."
"That looks painful," Jimmy stammered, swallowing hard.
"So, how are you supposed to deactivate him without touching him?" Koki asked with crossed arms.
At that, it was as though a light bulb lit up above the inventor's head. "I think I have an idea!" She rushed to her invention station and started going through her drawers. "Where is it, where is it..." she mumbled to herself, before finally finding what she was looking for. "Ah hah!" she let out victoriously, waving a small item in the air.
"What's that?" Chris raised an eyebrow.
"This is the solution to all our problems," she spoke highly of the object, placing it on the table for everyone to see.
"A...Fly-Cam?" Jimmy leaned in to get a better look.
"Uhh, how's that gonna help?" Chris asked, a bit of concern in his voice.
"First of all, this isn't just any regular Fly-Cam," she replied defensively. "This is the same invention I used to remove Zach's Disrupt-o-bots from the Tortuga's system when he locked us up in here," she said, referring to the Creature Power Challenge incident.
A smile slowly crept across Chris' face as he started to catch up on her plan.
"I specifically designed it to obey all my commands, so if I modify it a little, I should just be able to use it to get to Martin's suit and deactivate him!"
"Brilliant!" Chris let out in admiration.
"Whew, well as long as none of us have to get near him, I'm good," Jimmy sighed in relief, making Koki roll her eyes at him.
"And now that that's settled, all that's left now is to find him," she reminded, the smile on Chris' face fading away.
"Right," he sighed.
"Thankfully, I have the solution to that too," Aviva said. "I just remembered that I installed a GPS tracker in each of your suits in case one of you guys get lost, so Koki should have no problem tracking Martin down," she looked at the mechanic who nodded.
"I'll get right to it," she hopped on her chair and cracked her fingers before getting to work.
"And while she's doing that, I'll get this thing ready for the mission." Aviva grabbed the Fly-Cam as she headed to her station.
"And while she's doing that, I'm gonna get you something to eat because you haven't had anything all day!" Jimmy insisted, Chris chuckling at his caring nature.
"Thanks, JZ," he smiled thankfully.
Jimmy smiled in return before heading to the fridge.
And just like that, Chris was left with his own thoughts, looking up through the roof to find the twilight sky shifting into night.
"Just hang on, bro. We're coming."
In the dark of the night, a furry form moved swiftly through the trees, blending in with the shadows, all creatures jumping out of his path and hiding away; the sight of him made even the most ferocious animals hide in fear. He jumped from one rock to another and climbed up a rocky hill, from there he had a perfect view of the forest.
The moon shone on his face, his tazzy blue eyes glimmering from its light, as he looked around and sniffed hard; his strong sense of smell was all he needed to detect his enemy.
When he finally picked up something, he growled as an image formed in his head.
Zach.
He was close, very close.
Putting his night vision to use, he scanned the area for any sign of him.
Trees. Trees. More trees...
Wait.
In the distance, his eyes landed on what seemed to be a plane squeezed in between trees, the black color rendering it harder to spot.
By instinct, he let out a loud and sharp growl, gradually turning into a roar, piercing through the night.
"Heheh, I sure taught those Wild Ratts a lesson," Zach snickered with a venomous smile.
He was still in his plane, sitting in the pilot chair and enjoying a nice cup of coffee.
"And now, I should just call back my Disrupt-o-bots before heading back home."
He placed the cup on a side table, then reached out to his screen.
"Hmm, that's weird," he raised an eyebrow. "The Disrupt-o-bots aren't responding," he thought about it for a moment. "Meh, I'll just replace them with new ones," he brushed off as he grabbed his drink.
Suddenly, he heard it.
GRAH!
"AH! What was that?!" he yelped, almost dropping the cup.
Two Zachbots were on each side of the chair, turning their heads to beep at him as a response.
With a frown, he slowly walked over to the window and took a look outside, nothing but trees in the dark.
"Hmm, probably just some wolf thingy or something," he assumed with a shrug, before turning around and sipping more coffee.
And then, it came back. It was the exact same sound from before, only louder and closer.
Zach was so startled, he ended up spitting his drink and, this time, dropping the cup on the floor as it shattered to pieces, its shards scattering all over the place.
With a screech, he ran over and hid behind his chair, popping out his trembling head.
"Z-Zachbots, go out there and find out where that sound came from!" he ordered, stuttering exaggeratedly.
Both robots beeped twice before exiting the pilot room, leaving Zach all by himself. Unprotected.
He remained in the same spot, too frightened to come out, patiently waiting for his Zachbots to return.
Not a minute had past, when he heard another growl, this one a little different. Next, he heard the sound of metal getting shredded, followed by utter silence.
Zach's eyes widened in fear. "Z-Zachbots?" he gulped, slowly coming out of his hiding spot.
...
Scratch.
He instantly covered his ears at the sound of nails scratching against the walls from the indoors of his plane, the sound of metal getting dragged on the floor creating a torturous noise.
Wait.
Inside his plane?!
Zach felt like his heart was about to burst out of his chest. The whole experience felt like a scene from a horror movie.
"Something's out there, and it's coming to get me!" he tried his best not to scream.
With shaky legs, he hurried to the controls and started pressing various buttons, the door of the pilot room closing shut.
"Whew, that'll do it," he wiped off the sweat on his forehead, thinking he was now safe for sure.
But he was wrong, dead wrong.Just as he sank in his chair, Zach screamed like a little girl when he heard a loud and aggressive BANG BANG on his door, followed by momentary silence.
He couldn't take his eyes off of that door, not even for one second, looking paler than he already is.
But then, he realized something. "Wait a sec, nothing can get through that door. It's practically unbreakable! So I should be safe in here," he crossed his arms with a confident expression.
Contradicting his words, the door suddenly slammed open, some would say it exploded, and flew all the way across the chamber and would've KILLED Zach if he hadn't jumped out of the way just in time, destroying his chair along with the side table and smashing the windshield before landing outside with a THUD.
Zach was now on his head and knees, slowly peeking through his crossed arms to find a HUGE hole in the middle of his windshield, the rest of it was gravely cracked up, shreds of glass sprinkling the ground, almost artistically. He could also see broken parts of what was once his chair, which had landed in different places, realizing how lucky he was that none of them hit him.
But not even his luck could save him from what was coming next.
From the entrance, his Zachbots got thrown in, landing just a few inches in front of his face. But when he looked up, his eyes widened in horror when he found they were torned, with broken arms, wires sticking out of newly formed holes and, most terrifyingly, claw marks. Big, deep claw marks.
Filled with dread, his eyes went up toward the entrance. The hallway was pitch black, but he was able to see two wide, blue eyes glowing in the dark.
"GRRR!"
It didn't take long for the crew to get ready. Right after Aviva finished her part, Koki had Martin tracked down on her iPad, and Jimmy was still mentally preparing himself since he had to drive the Creetera, being chosen as the most adequate vehicle for the mission.
"Looks like we're all set," Koki said with her device in hand, hopping in and sitting right next to Jimmy who was already behind the wheel. "I've got Martin's location right here, and it's not too far so we should get there very soon."
"I'm a little scared, but more ready than ever," the ginger guy laughed nervously, trying his very best to hide his stress, his fingers playing around the wheel.
He felt a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"Don't worry, JZ. It'll turn out fine."
He looked up to find Koki smiling reassuringly, a bit of his anxiety melting away as he smiled timidly.
Just then, they heard someone jump in from the back, followed by a thud. They turned to find Aviva placing her MIK in the corner before sitting next to it.
"What?" she asked when she noticed the funny looks she was getting. "I'm not leaving without my Mobile Invention Kit! We'll need it more than you think," she panted, receiving a chuckle from Koki and an amused smile from Jimmy.
"I'm sure we will," Koki finally said with a smug.
"Hey, don't forget about me."
Everyone's attention turned to the garage entrance, where they saw Chris walking in with a serious face.
"Chris, you sure you wanna come?" Aviva asked with a worried tone. "You're not exactly in the shape for this, plus you won't be able to activate your suit with that injury," she pointed out, hoping dearly she wasn't offending him.
Chris looked straight in her eyes. "This is my brother we're talking about, of course I'm coming," he started with a deep, determined voice. "And I don't need creature powers to save him!" He paused and grasped his shoulder. "Even if it means getting another one of these, I'm ready to do anything to get him back."
With a heavy sigh, Aviva reluctantly agreed. "Then hopp in." With a half-smile, she extended a hand, the green Kratt gladly taking it as she helped him into the back of the vehicle.
As the recently fixed garage hatch opened, Jimmy started the engines and hit the mushroom before they took off into the night with the headlights on.
"Okay, Jimmy, just follow this path right here," Koki pointed with her index, not taking her eyes off of her screen.
"You got it!" Jimmy said as he accelerated.In the back, Aviva was tinkering with the tool that was meant to help save Martin.
"So, you're gonna use that to infiltrate Martin's suit?" Chris asked, sitting on the opposite side while facing her.
"Mhm," she nodded her head. "All the necessary modifications are done, and I'll be controlling it with my MIK, that's the mane reason I brought it," she patted on the mentioned object, purposely raising her voice at the last part for the people in the front.
"I sure hope it works," Chris said with a hopeful voice.
"It will, I promise," Aviva assured.
Even in the dark, Chris could still sense her positive expression, making him feel better.
"Uhh, guys?" they suddenly heard Koki call out, feeling the Creetera coming to a stop. "Look where we ended up."
Chris and Aviva's jaws dropped at the sight of...Zach's plane.
"Zach," Chris said the name like it was poisonous.
"Koki, are you sure this is the right place?" Jimmy asked with a shaky voice.
"Sure I'm sure! That's what the GPS says," she pointed at her screen.
"I got a bad feeling about this," Aviva said skeptically.
"You think Zach kidnapped him?" Koki asked.
BANG. BANG.
"Woah! What was that?!" Jimmy screeched.
But before anyone could say anything, something came bursting through the head of the plane, glass scattering all over. Everyone gasped in horror, before quickly hopping off, at the exception of Jimmy who practically had his face buried in his cap and shaking badly. They rushed to the front of the plane and found a wrecked metal door laying on the ground.
"Something tells me Zach's in trouble," Chris assumed, and as though to add up to his words, a loud, familiar scream came from the inside.
"Let's get in, quick!" Aviva earged, her MIK already on her back as she used her robot arms to lift Koki and Chris by the waists before lifting herself off of the ground and through the human-sized hole in the windshield.
As soon as they stepped in, they gasped as their eyes landed on-
"MARTIN!" they all cried out.
There he was, on all fours and slowly approaching a mortified Zach crawling backwards, like a hungry predator, he was snarling at him, looking like he was about to pounce on him and end him right then and there.
Zach looked scared to death. "N-No, stay back!" he wailed, before he noticed the trio behind him. "Wild Ratts!" he gasped. "P-Please, save me!"
When his face was turned, that was when Martin jumped.
"GRAH!"
Zach screamed and would've been at the mercy of his jaw, if it weren't for Chris' quick thinking.
Swap.
With a piece from that broken chair that resembled a baseball bat, he hit Martin square in the jaw, knocking him several feet away before hissing from the pain in his arm.
"Get out of here, Zach!" Chris yelled, holding up his newly acquired weapon like a dagger.
He didn't have to ask him again.
With slippery feet, Zach half-crawled, half-walked toward the doorway, but just as he was about to make his escape, Martin swiftly got in his way, forbidding him from leaving the room.
"AH! Don't hurt me!" Zach jumped back a little, hiding his face with trembling arms.
Martin growled at him threateningly, blood leaking from the side of his mouth. Despite the situation, Chris couldn't help but feel guilty for being the cause of that.
Regardless, what needed to be done needed to be done.
On the other side of the room, near the controls, the girls stood watching the whole scene in horror.
"Oh, no! It's worse than I thought!" Aviva cried. "I have to act fast before it's too late."
"Then you better get to work," Koki said, picking up a weapon of her own. "I'll give Chris a hand."
With a nod, Aviva hurried herself to a safe corner, sucking in her body with her MIK on her lap.
"MARTIN, NO!" Chris cried out, too far to save Zach this time.
Martin was ready to pounce when-
SMACK.
He roared in pain as something got thrown at his head, turning furiously to find Koki looking at him courageously.
"Snap out of it, Martin! This isn't you!" she tried to reach to him, but to no avail.
Instead, Martin changed his target, starting to approach her and completely forgetting about Zach who had already sneaked to the opposite direction, where Aviva was.
Without realizing it, he hid in the same corner she was in, turning to find a very stern face looking straight at him.
"AH! What are you doing here?!" he yapped as though she owed him an explination.
"Uhh, trying to fix the mess that you caused," she spat, before turning to her MIK. "And we're technically rescuing you, too, so you're welcome," she added without even looking at him, too busy getting the Fly-Cam ready.
As much as he hated to admit it, Zach would've been a victim of his own tampering if it weren't for the crew's help.
He looked away awkwardly, when Aviva asked, "What did you do last night? I know you copied Chris' past activation, but did you change something in it?"
"Maybe I- uhh, made a little modification before transfering it to Martin's suit," he lowered his voice, rubbing the back of his head as he avoided eye contact.
"Ugh, that's what I was afraid of!" Aviva face palmed herself. "This is why you shouldn't mess with technology that you don't understand," she scolded, Zach crossing his arms in annoyance.
"I just wanted to teach you Wild Ratts a lesson," he whined, receiving a disturbed look from the inventor.
"And you thought turning one of the bros into a blood thirsty T-devil was a good idea?!"
"Yeah, maybe it wasn't the best idea," he finally admitted with a grumpy tone.
"This explains Martin's behaviour," Aviva then muttered to herself. "I only have one chance to deactivate him, so I gotta wait for the right moment," she said with her Fly-Cam in hand.
Koki gasped, her back propped up against the wall as Martin got closer and closer...
"HEY!" Chris threw his own weapon at his brother which truly aggravated the beast inside him, his attention getting turned from Koki as he gave him a death glare.
Chris' eyes widened as he realized what he had gotten himself into.
Martin turned to face him, before charging at him.
"GRAW!"
Terrified, Chris' feet shifted backwards and he ended up tripping over one of the annialated Zachbots, falling flat on his back. His eyes twitched toward something under his feet, an astuce popping in his mind. He quickly wripped off a Zachbot arm and held it above his face at the very last second before his brother launched his teeth at him, only to end up munching and champing on the piece of metal instead.
But the defense didn't last very long, for Martin's instincts pushed him to use T-devil teeth, a large jaw forming on his face with teeth that helped him CRUNCH the metalic arm into half. Chris' face would've been next if he hadn't shifted it in time, only missing his brother's demonical jaw by an inch. Then, Chris lifted his feet and kicked his devil of a brother in the gut, before making his escape as he panically crawled to the nearest wall, hearing Martin panting behind him. The pain in his arm didn't help much. Just as he turned to lean against the wall, he was already face to face with his out-of-control sibling, almost scaring him to death.
"Grrr..."
Chris' heart skipped a beat. He felt the whole world around him quieting down, only hearing his brother huffing through his nose, his melodical heavy breathing, his face slowly getting closer to his. Swallowing became nearly impossible. His eyes were fixated on his; sharp, deep, blue pupils, ones he remembered all too well.
As though a voice behind his head told him to, Chris prudently reached his left hand to his brother's face, part of him genuinely scared that he might bite it off, and gently caressed his cheek.
"It's okay."
Martin's huffing stopped, his breathing calmed down, his brows furrowed. His pupils dialated once again.
"You'll be okay."
He stared into his brother's glassy eyes for the longest time. "...Chris?"
Hearing his own name coming from his mouth, Chris gave a quivering gasp. 
Once Aviva noticed, she liberated the Fly-Cam as she used her MIK to control it, flying it all the way to Martin's suit before breaking in through the activation button.
"I'm in!" she exclaimed. "Now if I could just get to the system and..." her voice trailed off, her tongue now sticking out of her mouth showing how focused she was.
Not even half a minute had passed, when a blast of blue encompassed the blue Kratt's form, almost blinding his brother, before he collapsed in his arms; the prolonged duration being trapped in that suit had drained him completely.
Chris looked down at his brother's closed eyes; if it weren't for the trail of blood running down from his mouth, he would've looked peaceful.
Holding him closer, Chris let out a long, heavy sigh of relief.
Finally.
Koki slid down the wall she was leaning on, before sitting on the floor with a "whew!"
"It worked," Aviva sighed in turn.
At that moment, her creature pod started to ring. "Jimmy?" she answered.
On the screen, was a slightly shaken Jimmy, still hiding in the Creetera.
"A-Are you guys okay? What happened?" he stuttered.
"Yeah," Aviva smiled, looking over at an overwhelmingly relieved Chris in the other side of the room. "Everything's fine, now."
"Great, now I have to fix all the damage he made in my plane!" Zach let out, making her roll her eyes.
"Argh," he twirled his aching head, slowly opening his eyes as he heard soft gasps all around him.
"Martin?" he heard his brother's soft, hopeful voice.
The blurry shapes above him became clearer, now being able to see worried faces circling him, though his eyes immediately went toward his brother.
"Chris?" his voice was feeble, feeling incredibly tired.
He hadn't realized it yet, but he was lying in his own bed.
With a grunt, he got into a sitting position, his back propped up against his pillow.
"Oh, my head," he complained, putting a hand to his forehead. He also felt something soft covering the corner of his lip; a small pad.
"What happened?" He couldn't help but notice the nervous looks on everyone's face. "Uh, what's wrong?" he asked worriedly.
But before anyone could answer, he gasped as his eyes landed on his brother's bandaged arm; the memory was vague, there were a few holes then and there, but the one where he tackled his brother remained intact.
"Chris!" he cried. "Y-Your arm," he pointed with a shaky finger, the green Kratt covering up his arm as he saw how quickly his brother's face turned pale.
"I...did that to you, didn't I?" his voice was filled with remorse.
Chris bit his lower lip. "Look," he placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "It wasn't your fault."
At that, Martin instantly shifted away from the touch, looking away with sad eyes.
"He's right," Aviva backed him up. "It was all Zach's doing, he's the reason you went tazzy in the first place! But we dealt with him."
"More like saved him," Koki chuckled, Martin looking up at her with quizzing eyes. "Let's just say you weren't so happy when you figured out he was behind all this."
"I wasn't there when it happened," Jimmy said, slightly embarrassed. "But from what I heard, you were pretty scary," he said as though he himself had experienced his wrath.
Koki gave him a hard nudge which made him realize it wasn't the best thing to say at the moment.
Martin's eyes widened.
He did what?!
"But it's all over, now," Koki tried to alleviate the situation.
"And don't worry about your suit, I'll have it checked up in no time," Aviva said, giving him a thumb up.
Martin looked down to find that he was no longer wearing his suit, his sweater replaced with a comfy blue shirt.
But despite everything, he still felt awfully guilty for hurting his brother badly.
"Chris..." He mustered the courage to look into his eyes. "I'm really, really sorry-"
"Wha- no..."
"I-I never meant to hurt you-"
"Bro, it's okay." Chris gave his shoulder a gentle squeeze. "I forgive you."
His words somehow made him feel better, as though a weight had been lifted off of his chest.
He leaned in and gave him a long, meaningful hug.
"You're okay," Chris whispered in his ear. "Everything's okay."
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The art used for this fic was made by: GreenxLady
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bapydemonprincess · 2 months ago
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I’m 24 and I’ve been in this fandom since like 2010 . So not the entire time it’s been around but I was here for its main surge I feel like. And I won’t lie, when I was 10 and a majority of the fandom did ship sebaciel publicly and people made you feel weird for not shipping it, I definitely did engage with it. It was pushed on me as a 10 year old by a majority of the fandom, and I didn’t see anything wrong because I was younger than ciel/same age and I was like “yeah I think Sebastian is cute and I’m the same age as ciel so—“ BUT you know as I got older I’d say even by 14 I had the realization of how gross it was and how I didn’t actually ship it it was just that they were the two main characters in the fandom and that typically main characters are the ones who get shipped and that at that time in the fandom it was impossible to not be faced with ship stuff. And I was groomed by adults in the fandom on this very website. They knew my age and would send me smut and talk to me about myself and flirt and I honestly feel bad that I ever did engage with the ship. I didn’t know any better. But now as an adult when I do see sebaciel stuff I find myself questioning if they’re just young and if they’re going to grow out of it too and I wonder if maybe they’re also having it pushed on them by older fans like I was. I find it concerning because i know what it did to myself and what kind of situations I was put in because of it. I try to avoid the adult ones because unfortunately I think if they haven’t grown out of it and realized the implications of the ship and how it does affect real life I don’t know that they ever will. I hate that this fandom has such a bad label on it. Every person I mention it to is like— “oh the pedophile demon anime?” And it just sickens me. Idk this is kind of just a rant and I wanted to offer my thoughts as someone who has been in the fandom a long time and as someone who was in the fandom as a child even. I’m sorry if this is weird ask to send but I see you posting content about it sometimes and it made me feel safe to share my thoughts
Well I am not personally good at answering these types of asks but I am glad you felt safe to send this to me, specifically, and get it off your chest, it's all good!! 💖 And glad to know you came to realize how bad the ship was at one point, I'm always happy to see that happen once in a while in kuro, because there are so many folks around my age refusing to accept the truth and doubling down on proshipping, and also I notice very recently too trying to cause problems on purpose for antis in their spaces. 😒 It's getting hard out there since the new anime came out, and a lot of those types have attempted to return.. likely from twitter where they ran off to last time they were booted (some quite literally banned hmm I wonder why) from tumblr.
And the worst WORST part knowing proshippers around my age is knowing.. remembering.. the very beginnings of kuro, seeing the early fics on ao3 by those guys, who really started it all, knowing somewhere they're still out there.. some even maybe with kids of their own WHO KNOWS... Ugh.
And I hope new fans, no matter their age really, make sure to be careful esp on here in the main kuro tag, for these proshippers have been constantly- AND VERY BLATANTLY I MIGHT ADD -trying to advertise their blogs and discords as safe spaces for interacting... CLEARLY trying to start/continue the process of grooming that is so well known in fandoms like kuro at this point.
Overall just use block on tumblr recreationally, it's free real estate ✨, stay safe in general, and again don't be afraid whether on fellow anti blogs like mine send messages or if you feel more comfortable make posts of your own on your own blog expressing how you feel, getting it out of your system.
Hope my response was okay (I say because I'm at work at also health-wise a bit out of it so sorry grbhjfkugu) and hope you, anon are currently doing okay now!! Thank you again for sharing your personal experience!!
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chilewithcarnage · 8 months ago
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pavitr and hobie
spiderdads
rio morales and jessica drew
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goldenpunk aka pavobie: makes sense as seen in the movie they've known each other for awhile and are pretty good friends. compels me in that they display a natural comfort and playfulness with each other that shows they've established a solid bond that has the potential to transition into romance. they're really cute I like them together ^_^
motomami aka jessrio: on the crux between makes sense but leaning more towards doesn't makes sense solely on the technicality of them being from different dimensions and never meeting one another. BUT do I think they would make sense together excluding these factors? Yes. Them being both confident, caring, and successful women in their line of work. rio seems like she has that typical mom humor and jess would find her jokes so corny but cute. I think they'd have some really nice banter and shade throwing about coworkers and the like with a bit a flirting thrown in. I also see jess being able to let her guard down and find comfort in rio. rio seeming to have that natural patience and compassion (probs why she became a nurse practitioner). they'd also appreciate that both of them ain't no slouch, and if they need to get rowdy when someone comes around with some nonsense, they'll do it. also also, i love me some milf yuri. p.s. y'all like the name motomami? i came up with that myself; cause the spidermoms tag was taken over by rule 63 peter x miguel. SPEAKING OF WHICH...
spiderdads aka petermiguel: hmm, where to begin with this well. also on the crux of makes sense/doesn't make sense; but I lean towards doesn't make sense because i don't see what would attract one to the other. someone one spiderverse twit said that peter and miguel don't even give off the vibes of being friends, rather just coworkers that were bonded by a traumatic event. in scenes that they share together, miguel seems more annoyed with peter's comedic nature than anything. on peter's behalf it seems like he trusts miguel (you wouldn't let somebody you don't trust to hold your baby) and doesn't have any animosity towards him. but i think that's just his usual nature, that peter parker is friendly and wise cracking when he's not he's not depressed and stressed. i know i'm gonna get hate for this but jessica (jess literally being his second in command) has way more romantic potential with miguel than peter does, and the only reason why its not as popular as peter x miguel is because its a m/f ship involving a black woman (in general the spiderverse fandom pay jess dust specifically BECAUSE she is black, i guarantee if they kept jess white in atsv there'd be way more content of them). the dynamic that most spiderdads content has is just flanderized versions of their characters where peter is constantly sexually harassing miguel and miguel is perpetually pissed off at peter (ha, bars). overall spiderdads just seems like a 'yaoi for the sake of yaoi' type ship to me. its popular because everybody loves to see two conventionally attractive men fuck. other than that, it doesn't do anything for me.
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skaruresonic · 4 months ago
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"I won't forget the time another games fan admitted on my old Twitter account that the current fannish climate was such that they were going to limit their Sonic discussion to private channels."
Funnily enough, something similar happened to me on Twitter. Someone contacted me in private because they wanted to talk about CV with me, but "I didn't want to message you so publicly because there are some people who don't like you that follow me"
And my reaction was... cool? Thanks for telling me? I'm not even super active on Twitter and I can count on one hand the amount of times I complained and attracted discussions. I just felt sad that this person treated me like a clandestine. It reminded me back when I was in high school and my friend back then was like "don't help these people, they talk shit about you" - what am I supposed to think, other than "oh :("?
And the CV fandom is all but dead, even the NFCV fandom is certainly more active but currently resting. The Sonic fandom, especially on Twitter, is an absolute nightmare. People really do pounce you for any reason they deem justified, and all sorts of petty discourse is pushed in front of your face for the sole reason of making you angry.
Anyway, I say already what I said: for a fandom who will call you all sorts of names if you don't have the right wholesome opinions on minor characters, they sure have zero mercy for real life minors whose crime is complaining in their corner of the internet. Silly you, daring to have an opinion!
Funnily enough, something similar happened to me on Twitter. Someone contacted me in private because they wanted to talk about CV with me, but "I didn't want to message you so publicly because there are some people who don't like you that follow me"
It reminded me back when I was in high school and my friend back then was like "don't help these people, they talk shit about you" - what am I supposed to think, other than "oh :("?
Might be missing some context here, but honestly, that sounds a little backhanded. Best case scenario, they're worried about inadvertently shining a spotlight on you, which just raises questions of why they're hanging around folks who'd dogpile people to begin with.
Like bruh, this is video games fandom, not an illegal gambling ring lmao. Saying "I can't reblog from you because you have cooties" would be more emotionally honest.
To some extent, though, I do have to wonder how much of this is a modern-day fandom culture thing and isn't confined to just Sonic, because patterns seem to repeat across fandoms. Half-Life has settled down AFAIK, but that was after virulent tourists literally called the cops on fic writers for shipping a ship and caused the old guard to disperse. The Silent Hill Reddit, likewise, refuses to hear any criticism of the SH2 remake because you're harshing their buzz. And hey, anything Konami offers us must surely be better than nothing. "Technical limitations" is similar misinformation that gets passed around via games of telephone a la Shadow mandates. I don't need to tell you how Sonic fandom treats unpopular opinions. Don't know what to call it. Toxic positivity? Consumerism? Anti mindset? Clout chasing? Social media-fuelled outrage? All of the above? Whatever it is, it's becoming more prevalent in fannish spaces. Maybe it's because I'm more invested in Sonic fandom than the others, but there I've noticed that there's definitely this added layer of superciliousness to Sonic that just makes the usual fandom wank even more obnoxious. Yes, the HLVRAI stans might lie and say your ship is pedophilia, which is incredibly unfortunate, but nobody was giving them the microphone and saying they ought to be taken as an authority on all things Half-Life. In fact, the old guard pushed for AO3 to separate HLVRAI and Half-Life in the tags for years for this very reason. We weren't all suddenly like "hmm yes, maybe Gordon really was a ~secret pedo~ who thinks of grown-ass Alyx as a child when she flirts with him in-game" because we knew that was fucking ridiculous. But for some reason, we're all supposed to think "IDW!Sonic is Games!Sonic" lest we bu run out of town with torches and pitchforks, I guess.
The worst part is it's hard to tell what people want anymore. You can't say things they don't want to hear even in your own space. You can't say it politely, you can't say it rudely, you can't say it to your friends or to people you're arguing with, you just cannot say it at all without risking a ton of fans going "well you said it, therefore you deserve what you get." And, frankly, fuck that lol.
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vakarians-babe · 1 year ago
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9 Ship Songs
I got tagged again by @palipunk for this so I figured I would take the chance to do my two Baldur's Gate 3 ships so far hehe. Tagging @zevrn @ottobooty @ysali @isayashai @gracehtml @cairaleighexe
Shadowheart x Imvae
Howl - KAYE Aren't you tired of fighting? Aren't you tired of fighting yourself? What if I pleased only myself instead? When every night my teeth fall out of my head He's in my blood but not my soul Who you love's not in your conscious control
Chance with you - mehro You're so beautiful I don't want to turn away You've been here before Make me feel like you're a Wild animal, shaking, I am your prey I'm all you want
Apocalypse - Cigarettes After Sex Your lips, my lips Apocalypse. Your lips, my lips Apocalypse.
Stolen Roses - Karen Elson There once was a time when I was a girl That darkness hung in my sky I was old before I learned to be young Stone cold 'till I learned how to cry
Talk Too Much - COIN You know my type, tightrope across the table Mm-hmm, uh-huh, I can't keep holding my breath New wave, no time, red velvet, under pressure Blah blah, green eyes, I never leave it unsaid Why can't I leave it unsaid?
Wyll x Dearbhla
MY GOD! - Tessa Violet If you keep it up, I'ma see the light Open up the gates to my paradise like My God, my God! Oh! My God, my God! Taking me to heaven when I feel you breathe Singing like an angel got me on my knees like My God, my God! Oh! My God, my God!
Final Days - Ben Thornewill And I will be your best friend, that's the easy part You'll keep me honest, keep me laughing, keep that spark And when the midnight oil is burning in the dark You'll lift me up, you'll keep me going Until the end, keep me going
Rain Clouds - The Arcadian Wild I'm being shadowed by my past Reminding me of what I was and what I could become My sins should stay where they belong
Atlas Hands - Benjamin Francis Leftwich I will remember your face 'Cause I am still in love with that place When the stars are the only things we share Will you be there?
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jetgirl1832 · 10 months ago
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20 Questions More
This is a deeper and more detailed version of the 20 questions for AO3 fanfic writers. @nottawriter hit me with a tag, I have been attacked lol.
1) How do you keep getting ideas for your ship / fandom? A dash of shower thoughts, with a pinch of I watched a movie and couldn't help but think... Yes, that will work. They often feel like the come from nowhere.
2) Which authors inspire you in your fandom, and why are they so freakishly good? That's not fair how dare you ask me this!!!! Uhhh I'm mostly reading Supercorp stuff these days sooo... @jazzfordshire, @mycatismyeditor, @fazedlight, @innamorament0, @scribblingpunk, @fyonahmacnally to name a few. AAAAND my co-author and a vast array of things @tomatopudding! Why? Idk, I just get drawn a lot to these works and think they're lovely, and I love their depictions of these characters I love.... with @tomatopudding we just vibe very well, sharing the same five brain cells helps.
3) Aside from the characters of your main ship, who are the characters you love to write? If we're talking Supergirl... That's so hard, but I might have to say Brainy and Nia if really pressed... and Alex. I really enjoy Alex.
Otherwise, my other faves include all of the Les Amis from Les Miserables (if you know you know), specifically Courfeyrac and Marius and their hilarious dynamic. Other faves include Eliza Schuyler-Hamilton, Eponine Thenardier and... This could go on for a very long time, are you sure you have time?
4) Are there pairings or tropes you know for sure you’d never write about? Which ones? Not putting Kara and Lena together just makes me sad... So Supercorp ftw all the way, they are my top (I am a lot more amenable in other fandoms I've written for)
Tropes... I'm unlikely to do Omega-verse, I haven't done it and I can't see myself starting even if I sometimes read it.
5) What is your writing process and why is it cursed?
When I worked in retail I wrote on stupid little scraps and probably lost about 75% of them. Sometimes the method is hand writing, and then typing and making edits during that process as well. The handwritten can vary drastically from the typed draft lol.
I tend to fly by the seat of my pants unless someone is keeping me in line. I'm pretty darn chaotic.
I doubt myself a lot, so I always think whatever I write is garbage no matter how much proof there is that's not true. Also, sometimes I get burnt out, or my muse dies and then I feel terrible. Yay.
6) What is your favorite part of your writing process? Falling down rabbit holes, looking into fun topics. Likely ending up on a government watch list for the stuff I've searched up over the years
7) What’s the weirdest thing you’ve had to research for a fic? Uhhh.... hmm. I have no idea what the weirdest is lol. Cause it's on my mind, probably looking up what types of wood are easiest to chop, and why. (There is definitely weirder, but I don't remember right now).
8) Is there a particular writing rule you struggle with (grammar, spelling, tense, reality in general)? Commas. They hate me, and I hate them.
9) What was your hardest scene to write so far and why? Oof. Uhhh... This is so hard! Honestly there is a lot of stuff in my co-written very long series Hamilton Family Album that was *a lot* between research and feels.
Especially when you're co-author hits you with unexpected feels out of nowhere that you weren't anticipating (YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID).
10) Have your characters ever done something you didn’t expect, changing your plot completely? Of course, they have. It happens all the time.
11) If you could converse with any of the characters, who would it be and why? Ohhh... Hands down Kara and Lena, I wish they could be my friends and we could hang out. Why? I think that they are absolutely incredible, wonderful and I could just sing their praises for ever.
12) What are some of the tropes or themes that you find yourself returning to in your writing? Oooo, I'm a sucker for fluffy romances, and I've been dabbling in smut recently. Other themes for me can be like found family is a really popular one for me.
Since I've written both a lot of Les Mis and Hamilton stuff (among other similar things) I've done a lot of "Modern AU's" as well, which are uhhh varied to say the least. If I can treat anything they way the treat most Shakespeare pieces these days I do it.
13) What’s your most important resource as a writer? Asking for help! Soundboarding with other writers, I love doing it. It helps me make sense of my ideas... Or decide they're maybe too out there (almost never lol)
14) Can you share some of your strategies for editing and revising your work? Reading it out loud, I have a hard time noticing errors otherwise. Asking someone you trust to look it over as well, take your time and double and triple check if you're unsure about something.
15) Which is worse: making the summary, picking the tags, or the anxiety when you post your fic? D. All of the Above
16) How do you define success for your fanfic - hits? Kudos? Comments? Bookmarks? Or just if you like it? I try to just write for myself, usually because I haven't seen something like it and think it should exist. I do really enjoy getting comments if only because I'm always curious to hear what readers think about my work.
17) Do you have a playlist for your favorite character / ship? I don't, and if I did it would be odd... I'm the most massive theater nerd. I do have songs that I think fit the vibes, and some shows I listen to have more apt things than others. Or if it's Les Mis it's the whole dang album lol.
Supercorp things if anyone is curious (and wondering how odd it could get): Mercury Rising from Lizzie, Come Home With Me, Anyway the Wind Blows, Wait for Me and Wedding Song from Hadestown, In A Crowd of Thousands from Anastasia, Origin of Love from Hedwig and the Angry Inch. Maybe I introduced you to something fun today.
18) If fan art was going to be made from your work, which fic would you pick and which fan artist would you like to create it? Oh dear... I don't know. The thing I'd love to see art for isn't up yet and I just think it would be fun but it will be called What Was I Made For... And we're gonna leave at that for now.
19) How many WIPs do you currently have? I'm finishing up You've Got New Followers (One chapter left!), I think three other WIP's (two more plotted than others) and my WIP for May-Hem... So five?
20) What’s your advice to new fanfic writers? Don't be afraid just because you've never done it before. That's why fanfic is amazing. You can do what you want and in reality no one can stop you, just make sure you're having fun.
My fics: https://archiveofourown.org/users/JetGirl1832/works?page=1
Tagging but no pressure: @tomatopudding and @innamorament0
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ssasides205 · 4 months ago
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the exclusion of Leo in full group fanarts in precense of the inclusion of will. send tweet
yes
like, once you notice you never stop noticing
like, I like to think it's unconscious, unintended, but when the tendency is that common, one starts to wonder
like, the more I think abt it the more I wanna point it out
bc, it's weirdly poignant, isn't it, that Leo's the one being traded away, the one being left out
'cause on one hand, it's the fandom doing the same shit everyone in cannon does, which is overlook Leo for others who are "better" or "more interesting", and sleeping on the absolute deus ex machina that Leo Valdez presents, about the uncountable fires he's killed under your faves asses
and on the other hand, I'm raising several eyebrows, I'm wiggling them, I'm making heavily suggestive hmm noises. like, why you switching Leo for will? what does that tell you?
like I'm old enough that the shipping glasses are reserved for specifically tagged content, but this is too easy not to press
just saying.
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I Want To Ride My Bicycle I Want To Ride My Bike (𝔹𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕪)
I Will Battle For The Sun And I Won’t Stop Until I’m Done (𝔹𝕠𝕓𝕓𝕪)
It Skulks Around In The Shadows Watching Me; It's Waiting! It's Torturing Me By Waiting! (ℂ𝕒𝕥ℕ𝕒𝕡)
I Might Be The Villain In Somebody Else's Story But That's Fine (ℂ𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒)
Kill Me I’m A Monster I Beg You Now ‘Cause I’m Not A Killer (ℂℍ𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕥𝕥)
Hey There; I Know It's Hard To Feel Like I Don't Care At All (ℂ𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝)
My Life Is Like A Video Game Trying Hard To Beat The Stage (ℂ𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤)
Fingers Blistered From The Nightly Scratching At The Window Which Won't Open Far Enough To Let Air In (ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕪)
I'm Beginning To Lull Myself Into A False Security 'Cause It's Easier To Lie To Yourself Than To Face Reality (𝔻𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕕)
Do You Feel Okay? You Look Pretty Low; Very Handsome Awkward (𝔻𝕪𝕝𝕒𝕟)
And Everyone Tells You You’re Better; They Beg And Plead And Scream That You’re Better; But You Could Never Be Better Than You (𝔼𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕤)
I Can Hold The Weight Of Worlds If That's What You Need; Be Your Everything (𝔼𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟)
Why Are People Always Hating On Me? Hmm Must Be ‘Cause I’m Really Good Looking (𝔽𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕖)
They Won’t Like What I Say I Force It Out Too Corrupt They Hate Me Anyway (𝕀𝕒𝕟)
Don’t Let Me In With No Intention To Keep Me; Jesus Christ; Don't Be Kind To Me; Honey Don't Feed Me; I Will Come Back (𝕁𝕒𝕔𝕠𝕓)
Oh; He's Sweet But A Psycho; A Little Bit Psycho (𝕁𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤)
I'm Bigger Than My Body; I'm Colder Than This Home; I'm Meaner Than My Demons; I'm Bigger Than These Bones (𝕁𝕖𝕤��)
And Then My Eyes Got Used To The Darkness And Everyone That I Knew Was Lost And So Long Forgotten (𝕃𝕒𝕟𝕖)
The Rhythm Of Rebellion From The Rattle In Your Bones; A Sonic Liberation; Salvation In Your Headphones (𝕃𝕒𝕣𝕜)
You Look At Me But You Don't See; Understand I'm A Sinner; Don't Corner Me; Don't Lecture Me (𝕃𝕠𝕘𝕒𝕟)
You're Looking Good But You're Feeling The Pressure (𝕃𝕦𝕚𝕤)
The Tide Is Rising High; It's Sink Or Swim; It's Hit Or Miss; What Will You Pick? (𝕃𝕪𝕟𝕟)
I Cut My Tongue On The Rust Of A Silver Spoon (𝕄𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕜)
When My Time Comes Around Lay Me Gently In The Cold Dark Earth; No Grave Can Hold My Body Down (𝕄𝕒𝕥𝕥)
I Never Knew You Could Hold Moonlight In Your Hands Until The Night I Held You (𝕄𝕒𝕩)
He Was In The Habit Of Taking Things For Granted; Granted There Wasn't Much For Him To Take (𝕄𝕚𝕜𝕖)
I've Had To Work Much Harder Than This For Something I Want; Don't Try To Resist Me (𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕦)
Staying Up Until The Morning I Wish I Was More Discerning (𝕆𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕒)
What Doesn't Kill You Will Make You A Killer (ℙ𝕖𝕥𝕖)
Of Course I Get Manic When I Cause A Panic (ℙ𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕣)
Oh My Yeah I Get So High I Can’t Think Sometimes I Try And Drown In My Drink (ℝ𝕠𝕣𝕪)
If I Wasn't A Narcissist I Wouldn't Like Me Either (𝕊𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕥)
I Hope I Become A Ghost And Make Sure The Future Turns Out Fine (𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕤)
You'll Learn Right Now I Don't Play Nice And If You Hurt Me Once I'll Kill You Twice (𝕋𝕒𝕣𝕒)
Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby; Nothing’s Gonna Take You From My Side (𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕤)
I Feel So Bad I Got A Worried Mind; I'm So Lonesome All The Time (ℤ𝕠𝕖)
PET TAGS
If You Want Me To Wait I Will Wait For You; If You Tell Me To Stay I Would Stay Right Through (𝔹𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕥)
I Guess I'm Waiting For Nightfall Or A Solar Eclipse (𝔻𝕦𝕜𝕖)
Here Come The Wolves; They're Coming To Get You (𝕎𝕠𝕝𝕗𝕚𝕖)
VERSE TAGS
V: Don't Scream Your Story's Marred With Bad Intentions - Main Verse - Canon events have happened unless previously discussed. Dead muses can be interacted with as ghosts/zombies or in flashbacks. Note: Adam is dead for this AU.
V: Just Let The Sun In; It's Love! - Everything Is Fine And Nothing Hurts Verse - No canon events have happened. Typically a modern AU unless there's a specified time period in the media.
V: Everything Is Alright; Yeah Tell Me That You're Alright - Post-Canon Fix-It Verse - All canon events happened but Something happened to rewind things. All dead characters are alive again and are okay. They have scars from their deaths, however.
V: Smile For The Camera But Don't Flash Your Teeth - Werepire Verse 1 - Please see muse list for Werepire species of each muse - A verse in which supernatural creatures are real and people know about them. They are integrated into society like normal people for the most part.
V: I Could Be Honest; I Could Be Human; I Could Become The Silver Bullet In Your Head - Werepire Verse 2 - Please see muse list for Werepire species of each muse - A verse in which supernatural creatures are real and they are not widely known by the general public. They must hide themselves and present human as much as they can, and many do by means of magic.
V: The Smell Of Flowers Was So Thick And Sickly Sweet I Felt Like I Might Choke To Death - Hanahaki Verse - Please see muse list for the flowers that they cough up in the verse. UNDER CONSTRUCTION - A verse in which unrequited love leads to the coughing up of flower petals. It can be fatal if the infected person does not get the surgery to remove them or confess and have those feelings returned.
Blair Witch Verses
V: And Everybody Says They Know Better; And Maybe They’re Right - Non-Blair Witch AU - Ellis didn’t go to the forest to look for Peter because Bullet got sick after stealing a piece of pizza with onion on it. He made it because Ellis took him to the vet immediately, but he missed going to the search party. Lane and Talia never went with the group to the woods because of Lane's father interfering and making them late.
V: I Still Felt Real Depressed But I've Got Plenty Of Other Things To Spend My Time - Fix-It AU - Ellis reasons with the witch and manages to undo a lot of the damage to those he cared about. As long as they remain in Black Hills Forest, he is allowed to have Emmett and Carver around. He spends a lot of time with them and calls Jess whenever he has a signal. Lane does not become possessed due to Ellis' relationship to the Witch. She takes pity on him, but cannot let him go, so he remains with Ellis and the others.
V: Sometimes The Short End Of The Stick Is The Sharpest - Becoming Carver AU - Ellis destroyed all of the witch's sigils and eventually became Carver. He is a gentler Carver and is still depressed and guilty. He hates what he's done and craves death much of the time. All he wants is his freedom.
V: Hey Would It Be So Bad If I Stayed? I'm Just A Ghost Out Of His Grave - Ghost!Ellis AU - As a ghost, Ellis haunts the woods and the surrounding area. He is joined by the other dead in the forest and is often subjected to the witch's desires and whims. He spends a lot of time with her and the other ghosts in the forest.
Final Destination Verses
Insidious Verses
Resident Evil Verses
V: I Wanna Start From The Top Maybe Like A Do-Over - Patch Notes AU - Post-canon Fix-It AU. Nobody stayed dead, nothing hurts, and everything is fine.
Saw Verses
Silent Hill Verses
The Quarry Verses
Until Dawn Verses
EVENT TAGS
None At This Time
ON-BLOG & TAGS
I'll Build A New House In Every Town I Pass Maybe Then I Won't Always Feel Lost And Trapped (Adam & Peter)
All You Need Is Just Some Good Fxcking Music You Can Headbang To (Adam & Scott)
A Woman's Voice; I Quickly Ran; Into The Trees With Empty Hands (Ellis & Lane)
I Am Aware That You Are All Assholes; Who The Hell Cares About All Of That Though? (Lark & Scott)
And He Tells Me He's Sick And He's All Alone (Logan & David)
Me Without You Ain't Right (Mike & Jess)
ON-BLOG SHIP TAGS
We Creep About The Floor To Indulge Like Rats (Adam ♡ Lark)
A Mí Ne Gusta Que Me Digan Poesía; Al Oído Por La Noche Cuando Hacemos Groserías (Ashley ♡ Luis)
Eres Una Obra De Arte; Con Solo Mirarte; Algo Que Da Paz (Luis ♡ Ashley)
He Doesn't Know What He Deserves But He Still Falls So Hard It Hurts (David ♡ Logan)
You're A Lesson That I Wish I'd Never Learned So Well (Lark ♡ Scott)
I Shouldn't Have Fallen In Love; Look What It Made Me Become (Logan ♡ David)
I Just Wanna Feel Alive And I Do When I’m With You (Mike ♡ Jess)
Combat Baby; Come Back Baby; Fight Off The Lethargy; Don't Go Quietly (Scott ♡ Adam)
I'm Too Sweet To Be Salty About It; Too Sour To Be Happy Without It (Scott ♡ Lark)
& TAGS (SPECIFIC)
& Tags With @lovely-cadavers
Frown Gets Her Way Like Every Step To The Daylight Keeps You Stumbling On (Ashley & Leon - lovely-cadavers)
Have You Ever Been Close To Tragedy Or Been Close To Folks Who Have? (Clancy & Jack - lovely-cadavers)
I've Never Had To Knock On Wood; But I Know Someone Who Has; Which Makes Me Wonder If I Could (Clancy & Lucas - lovely-cadavers)
I Got These Terrible Dreams Where I Do Terrible Things; I Don't Want To Believe It's You I Am Doing Them To (Ethan & Jack - lovely-cadavers)
Oh; Now You Are A Handful; I Forgot About Handfuls (Ethan & Karl - lovely-cadavers)
I Got The Devil In The Details And He's Gonna Teach Me Wrong From Right (Ethan & Lucas - lovely-cadavers)
I Just Wanted To Protect You; But Now I'll Never Get To (Ethan & Rose - lovely-cadavers)
Come Back To Me A While; Change Your Taste In Men (Luis & Leon - lovely-cadavers)
Say What You Want And What You Want Is Behind Your Teeth (Moreau & Alcina - lovely-cadavers)
They Tell Me That You're Lonely; It's No Surprise When You Walk Around All Day Wearing Those Lonely Eyes (Moreau & Donna - lovely-cadavers)
I'll Be Just Fine Pretending I'm Not; I'm Far From Lonely And It's All That I've Got (Moreau & Karl - lovely-cadavers)
Stronger Folks You Could Not Find; They Ain't Afraid To Speak Their Minds (Zoe & Jack)
'Cause At Night; The Sun In Retreat; Made The Skyline Look Like Crooked Teeth (Zoe & Lucas - lovely-cadavers)
& Tags With @inthepines-inthepines
Can't You See Me? You And I We Are The Same (Ellis & Carver - inthepines-inthepines)
But On The One Day They Close Early; That's The One You Want To Stay (Ellis & Emmett - inthepines-inthepines)
But Please Don't Give Up Dear Walls; Don't Let The Ceiling Fall (Ellis & Jess - inthepines-inthepines)
& Tags With @but-ive-been-called-worse
It Feels Like We're Dying But Baby We're Doing Just Fine (Adam & Amanda - but-ive-been-called-worse)
You'll Never Hear This Song; You'll Never See The Movie In My Head (Adam & Lawrence - but-ive-been-called-worse)
Forget Everything You Think You Knew Of Who I Used To Be I Look Much Better As The Enemy (Cecilia & Amanda - but-ive-been-called-worse)
Pretty Boy Don't Speak; You Pretty Boys Are Only Good For One Thing (Mallick & Brit - but-ive-been-called-worse)
Float Like A Butterfly Sting Like A Killer (Peter & Amanda - but-ive-been-called-worse)
The Saint Charade Is Over Plastic Royalty Exposed (Peter & Lawrence - but-ive-been-called-worse)
People Like You Are Why People Like Me Exist (Peter & Mark - but-ive-been-called-worse)
You're Something To Die For But Don't Hold Your Breath Now; You're Just Killing Time (Peter & Lindsey - but-ive-been-called-worse)
& Tags With [Placeholder]
Here We Are Just About The Same; Foggy Little Feline; Drowsy Little Dog (CatNap & DogDay - Placeholder)
& Tags With @21xpickup
I Died So I Could Have You; I Died So I Could Haunt You (Clancy & Lucas - 21xpickup)
I've Got Friends In All The Right Places; I Know What They Want And I Know They Don't Want Me To Stay (Ethan & Lucas - 21xpickup)
They're Hiding Their Faces; Their Smiles Can Break The Heart In Two (Zoe & Lucas - 21xpickup)
& Tags With @emilesmuseassembly
Don't You Want To Get Matching Necklaces? Each Of Us Can Wear One Half Of The Heart (Jess & Matt - emilesmuseassembly)
The Only Thing Constant Was The Constant Reminder He'd Never Change (Mike & Matt - emilesmuseassembly)
& Tags With @trapped-twins
Don't Look So Down And Out; Built Your House You Burned It Down (Logan & David - trapped-twins)
Everybody Said Uh-Oh; Let's Go; Here Comes Trouble But Trouble Does Come In Threes (Specs & Adam & David)
What If There's Nothing More To Me? I'm Just Skin And Bones; There's No Mystery? (Specs & Adam - trapped-twins)
The Bright Ideas Always Get Lost Along The Way (Specs & David - trapped-twins)
& Tags With @wr4th-of-the-gods
Stay Right Here; We Can Change Our Plight; Storming Through This Despite What's Right (Chell & Stacy - wr4th-of-the-gods)
& Tags With @homelander-rp-blog
You Got A Reaction Didn't You? You Took A White Orchid Turned It Blue (Clancy & Homelander - homelander-rp-blog)
They Cannot Steal The Light That Shines From Who You Once Were (Ethan & Homelander - homelander-rp-blog)
& Tags With @thxwxlf
I'mma Shake You Off Though; Get Up On That Horse And Ride Into The Sunset; Look Back With No Remorse (Bobby & Kekipi - thxwxlf)
I've Got An Animal Inside Of Me; I'm Getting Sick Sick Sick Of Pushing It Down (CHackett & Kekipi - thxwxlf)
& Tags With @suniside-crossing
Don't Be Scared My Friend; Death Is A Beginning Not An End (CatNap & DogDay - suniside-crossing)
& Tags With @riggedtraps
Put Your Fist Up If You Wanna Do Something; Make Your Mind Up If You Wanna Do Something (Logan & Amanda - riggedtraps)
& Tags With @dollhidden
Strutting Through The City; Her Heart Has Got No Pity For You (Ethan & Alcina - dollhidden)
Tragedy Comes In Threes; Third Degree Apathy (Ethan & Bela - dollhidden)
I Need You To Hurt Me; I Need You To Fight Me; I Need You To Kill Me; I Need You To Destroy Me (Ethan & Cassandra - dollhidden)
It's Not That I'm So Unprepared; It's Just You'd Think I'd Grow Out Of This; Wouldn't You? (Ethan & Daniela - dollhidden)
& Tags With @twinklefairy-dust
Is It Wrong There's A Song That Is Called Barracuda? There Is None That Is Named After You! (Moreau & Jazmin - twinklefairy-dust)
SHIPPING TAGS (SPECIFIC)
Ship Tags With @lovely-cadavers
'Cause I'm In Too Deep And I'm Trying To Keep Up Above In My Head Instead Of Going Under (Clancy ♡ Lucas - lovely-cadavers)
If You Rise Again Take A Form I Know (Ethan ♡ Jack - lovely-cadavers)
Baby; No One's Honest Anymore But We Could Be Different (Ethan ♡ Karl - lovely-cadavers)
No Te Vayas Quédate (Luis ♡ Leon - lovely-cadavers)
Ship Tags With @inthepines-inthepines
Somebody Somewhere Will Clean Out Your Wounds With Dirty Fingers (Ellis ♡ Carver - inthepines-inthepines)
If You Need A Little Sunshine You Can Borrow Some Of Mine (Ellis ♡ Emmett - inthepines-inthepines)
Seems Like We've Waited Long Enough For Someone Else To Make Us Feel Complete (Ellis ♡ Jess - inthepines-inthepines)
Ship Tags With @but-ive-been-called-worse
I Need Love So Someone Bring Me A Photographer (Adam ♡ Lawrence - but-ive-been-called-worse)
'Cause When I Mess Up You Never Give Up Your Love; Yeah I'm A Fuck-Up But You Swear I'm Enough (Mallick ♡ Brit - but-ive-been-called-worse)
I'll Fill The Graveyards Until I Have You (Peter ♡ Mark - but-ive-been-called-worse)
Shipping Tags With [Placeholder]
I'm Daydreamin' With My Chin In The Palm Of My Hands; About You And Only You (CatNap ♡ DogDay - placeholder)
Ship Tags With @trapped-twins
I'll Be Your Lucky Star If You Promise That You'll Never Let Me Go (Logan ♡ David - trapped-twins)
Ship Tags With @suniside-crossing
I've Grown A Mouth So Sharp And Cruel; It's All That I Can Give To You My Dear (CatNap ♡ DogDay - suniside-crossing)
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