#Also I would love to see julie's siblings and their voices

[wolflover33100aj]

Here's my Welcome Home update predictions:

Julie's siblings show up ( with voice acting )

We get to see the actual puppets of the characters ( besides wally )

Miss Beagle makes an appearance ( with voice acting )

New characters ( with voice acting?? )

Sunny makes an appearance ( doubtful about that, but that would be cool! )

There's more going on visually in the secret videos ( getting more action in the videos )

The other neighbors are aware

Shows what's outside of the neighborhood ( also doubtful but still, that would be really cool )

More hints (?) that the puppets are alive

More scripts for the show

Jumpscare

Unsettling/creepy image ( depends on your own definition of creepy )

The eyes from the screen when zoomed out are in a different area of the site

The site randomly plays music ( wally playing music for you, or just to add an uneasy feeling )

More song records

Theme song reveal

' You ' might have a role ( hard to explain but ' You ' will come up )

[wintfleur]

🍂 ͡ ꒱ JULIETTES RELATIONSHIP WITH HER BROTHERS

au masterlist - everything for the AU is under #🍂 ͡ ꒱ Juliette Leclerc

𐙚 LORENZO!

Lorenzo . . . ‘Enzo’ is the best big brother, he’s such a role model for her, and she’s always looked up to him.

He’s always been her voice of reason and encouragement, helping her calm down her emotions and not do anything rash, to help her understand what she’s feeling and to listen to what she says and, to always be there to cheer her up and help her out of those dark feelings.

Enzo was the first person she told when she realized she also wanted to kart.

Enzo helped teach her how to drive with there father, Arthur and Charles to scared to get in the car, claiming that she’s ‘going to kill them and drive into a store’ Julie did end up threatening to kill them in a more private and painful way because of all there teasing. Neither of them got in a car with her for months.

Julie gets sister privileges !!!

They have there weekly calls, checking in and making sure everything is good.

Enzo is the best advice giver! And she knows she can talk to him about anything

She loves just curling up in his side.

Just the sweetest big brother ever.

Has have had to pick Julie up at parties when she’s gotten too drunk . . . many times.

They both definitely laugh and tease the other two when they are being dramatic

He loves his little sister very much and will do anything for her!

𐙚 CHARLES!

Out of all her siblings, she’s definitely the closest to Charles, ever since they were kids.

Yes they had their fair share of arguments and fights, but they have always stuck up for each other no matter what, they can only mess with each other . . . no one else!

They’re each other’s safe place, they both understand the pressure they are both under, and they really help each other out.

Charles was the first person Julie told when she realized that she liked girls as well. And he was the one who helped her gain the courage to come out.

Charles is always the first person to defend her, from the media, interviewers, from anyone. He will not have his sister disrespected.

They both absolutely love their family, planning outings and get togethers for all of them!

They see each other the most

They had a tree house! And would always tease Arthur about not being cool enough to come up and hang with them.

He’s the most nosey brother, wanting to know everything going on in her life . . . but he means well !

They have had some moments where their career has put some strain on their relationship, but it doesn’t last long. It’s just because Julie hates talking about her feelings, and Charles loves talking about hers . . . aka avoidance from Julie.

He loves having sleepovers at her homes!

Sassy duo fr!

They are always messing with each other! And the media absolutely loves it.

You know that tiktok sound ‘this is bob, bob loves his personal space. This is Larry, Larry also loves bob’s personal space’ that’s them, bob is Julie and Larry is Charles.

Sees Julie’s soft side the most

𐙚 ARTHUR!

That’s her baby . . . no one messes with her baby (yes she’s only a year older . . . but still, he’s her baby)

Julie is Arthur’s favorite sibling and he’s very open about it, Arthur was quite the emotional kid and despite his outburst or over reactions, Julie was always there for him, to help him out, calm him down and, to let him know that he’s not crazy about his feelings

Julie has always been there for Arthur to listen to his worry’s about driving and what his future is in the sport, he trusts her opinion and thoughts more than anyone else.

Arthur hates how every single one of his friends are in love with Julie, and Julie just loves teasing him about it, always giving them a sweet smile and wave.

Arthur is quite clingy towards Julie, physically and emotionally.

Always wanting to sit next to her, get her attention, all of it. I mean, she’s the cool older sister.

He loves practicing his English with her!

He’s also like her biggest fan

He can get a little petty and upset if things don’t go his way with her . . . aka he’s super dramatic.

Arthur loves all of her cooking and baking, like he could eat it all.

First time he got really drunk, he called up Julie and cried, only crying harder when she giggled and tried to reassure him.

He’s always the last one to warm up to Julie’s significant others.

They love watching movies!

Arthur is quite attached to julie, has a fear that she will leave them.

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( this is pretty short, but I hope it gives you a good idea of Julie’s relationship with her brothers !! She’s a family woman definitely !! Please let me know if you would like to be added to the taglist )

°. — taglist ( @lovings4turn @toasttt11 @cixrosie @ru-kru @alwaysclassyeagle @theopenlocker @lavisenri @callsignwidow )

[bagopucks]

N. Hischier - Wishing For Angels

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Nico Hischier x Fem!reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warning(s): little bit steamy, but also really not. Just pure fluff with Nico!

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“Hey Oatie.” I bent over to pet the orange and white long haired cat. My joints ached, and my body was tired, but at least I was home. I hated night shifts. Nothing was longer than an evening at work waiting for the hours to pass by so one could close and drive home. Praying that I won’t hit an animal. Or god forbid another car. It had been pouring outside, the thunder cracking in the sky above. The moisture was exactly what New Jersey needed, after collecting so much smoke from the wildfires up north.

My mind wandered to Nico. The cat came to see me. I had to assume my boyfriend was asleep. I felt Oatie weave between my legs, chuckling softly at his purring. The whole reason Nico wanted him was because he sounded like a tiny motorbike engine when he purred. So loud.

“Oats?” I jumped at the sound of my lover’s voice, looking up from the cat to spot Nico peeking through the kitchen doorway. He certainly looked like he’d been asleep.

“Evening.” I spoke just above a whisper. Nico flashed me a smile. We crossed the floor to see each other, arms sliding around one another’s bodies, lips colliding. Oatie followed, snaking between our legs and crying for attention.

“Get lost.” Nico mumbled between passionate kisses, stepping away from the cat. I laughed quietly when Nico pulled me with him, though my voice was silenced when he pressed me into the wall. It wasn’t rough or needy. It was passionate and gentle. Delicate in a way that only Nico could be.

“Poor Oatie.” I broke from the kiss as I spoke, watching Nico’s lips purse.

“He’s fine. We cuddled all night.”

“You boys are always jealous of each other.”

“And?”

“Maybe he wants some time with me.” I tried to slip past Nico ducking beneath his arm, but the moment I got around him, he spun around and wrapped his arms around my back.

“You’ve been gone all day.” His body fell back into the wall, tugging me along as I leaned into his chest.

“That’s what Oatie says too.” I reasoned playfully, earning an unamused squeeze from Nico.

“The cat is fine.” Nico argued, dipping his head into my neck to press a few quick kisses there. I leaned my head against his shoulder opposite of the one of my own his neck rested on.

“You may have a compelling argument, Hisch.”

“Finally.” Nico groaned, leaning forward and steadying my body. He reached for my hand and turned for the bedroom.

“Don’t tell me you’re gonna lock him out of the bedroom.” I moaned in agony for our poor cat. Nico looked back at me with wide eyes. He simply couldn’t win.

“Please.” He insisted, tugging me along, and I followed to spare his mind some ease.

Nico was known to be cuddly and needy when we had time alone. Part of that youngest child in him craved the attention and love. One would think he didn’t get enough of it in his youth, but stereotypes did not apply to the Hischier siblings. They had all been loved equally. Though Nico did like to tease the two others that he was the favorite. And if the saying, ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’ was true, then Nico being in America certainly made his mother the most joyous when he visited home.

I was led into the darkness of our bedroom, lit by a tall lamp in the corner. Nico had already laid out a pair of pajamas for me.

We had been known to sleep practically naked together. Something about the skin contact always felt most comfortable to us, but there were cold nights, like these, when we both wanted to hunker down in our matching plaid pants and cuddle up beneath a mountain of blankets.

And since we didn’t get many of these cold summer nights often, I knew Nico was itching for one. Judging both by the fact that he already had his set of matching pj’s on, and the fact that I could hear the familiar script to one of my favorite Christmas In July Hallmark movies playing on the tv.

Nico released my hand only to disappear from my side. I heard the door shut, and a very displeased meow from the outside of our room.

“Nico,” I scolded, beginning to turn to look at him, only to be stopped in my tracks by his swooping figure. He wrapped a red blanket around my shoulders, pulling me back into his body. My own ached for rest. I craved it even more so knowing that it would be coming soon, as opposed to the hours before when I had been at my desk, able to distract myself with work.

Oatie meowed once again.

“Nico, he’s gonna cry all night.” I opened my previously closed eyes, a sigh heaving from my chest. Nico did not release the grip he had on my hips.

“Just ignore him,” his smooth voice suggested in a pathetic but nonetheless sultry whine.

“How?” I closed my eyes again.

“We’ll just turn the movie up.” With that simple sentence, we went waddling across the floor. Myself too tired to leave his grasp, and himself too satisfied to release me. When we got to his nightstand, Nico unwrapped an arm from my waist to grab the tv remote, making quick work of increasing the volume. Not too disturbing, but loud enough to hopefully get the message across to our poor feline friend.

I hummed happily at the background soundtrack that played from the movie. I watched Nico’s dark eyes trail across my face before I closed my own once again.

“I don’t even know who you are.” The words fell in a whisper from my lips, the mediocre mid-Atlantic accent causing a smirk to form on my face.

“You prayed for an Angel.” Nico repeated the male love interest’s line’s far more perfectly than anybody ever could on the silver screen. He liked to complain about Hallmark movies, but I knew deep down he enjoyed them.

“An Angel?” I opened my eyes, wide smiles painting our faces in anticipation of the next line. “Why you’re short enough to be an elf. Are you sure you’re not an elf?” Soft giggles soon followed. Nico wrapped his arms around my shoulders, still behind me, slowly turning so his back faced the bed.

“I am not.” He feigned the offense of the actor as he sat down, and I rested in his lap.

“Are too..” I kissed his hands that rested just above my chest. Nico laid back, and I laid down on top of him, my head resting just on his collar. I tilted it upwards to get as good of a look at his face as I could, while he craned his neck downwards to look at me. “How did you hear my prayer anyway? I thought my balcony was to be private.”

“I patrol that street every night, ma’am.” Nico unwrapped an arm from me to play with my hair. “And every night I stop to listen to you, because you and I wish for the same things.”

“Angels?” I closed my eyes, overwhelmed with a feeling I didn’t know. We were merely reciting lines of a movie that held no meaning to us. About a soldier and a general’s daughter, falling madly in love. It had nothing to do with us, and yet it felt like maybe it did.

“To take us far away from here.” The actor -and Nico- finished the woman’s thought. “Let me be your Angel.”

“I couldn’t possibly.”

“We’ll go somewhere beautiful.” Nico whispered in my ear now.

“Not before Christmas. My family would be devastated.” The woman always listed her reasons as to why she couldn’t go. I always wished she would simply say yes from the get-go. Yet I loved to hear the man in the film list his ideas endlessly as if she didn’t continually refuse. Only now Nico went off script.

With beaches as far as the eye can see.

“With forests, and all the wild flowers you could pick.”

Where nobody knows our names.

“My mom misses us both.”

I’ll pick up a simple job.

“You deserve a vacation.”

We can be happy. Together.

“All I need is you.”

With you by my side.

“I want you to go with me.” I had closed my eyes again, wrapped in a warm blanket and in Nico’s embrace.

“To Switzerland?” I asked, yawning soon after.

“Whenever you’re ready.”

“I’ve never been more ready.”

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[hikennosabo]

#tristampparty day 12, episode 0: high noon at july

LAST DAY OF @tristampparty ALREADY LET'S GOOOOOO

bang, bang!! nai liking movies is such a cute little detail, (it's in the manga too!!) i don't think it gets talked about enough. he went from thinking gunslinging heroes were cool to guns being a coward's weapon...

i still can't really fully wrap my head around the higher dimension... it contains the "core" of the plants and... it's where plants pull matter and energy from...? yeah i CANNOT fathom it actually

also like. how did humans even discover how plants worked and what they could do. assuming the lore is the same as in the manga (for what lore there is in the manga...) and humans created plants. who what when where why how. humans made plants and use plants every day yet they're such a black box... uuaaaaa (steam comes out of my ears from thinking too hard)

zazie's priority lies with the planet itself and whether or not worms will be able to continue to live and thrive on it, but i wish we got to see more of what the worms need to like. actually live and survive. they have a hivemind so they can't truly "die" (i guess unless every single worm is wiped out), but what do they need to live? we see that the giant worms eat humans, but what did they eat before humans crashed on the planet? tomas? other worms? do they photosynthesize? do they need to breathe? humans use worms for food and resources, but what exactly would knives have do to the planet to make it unlivable for the worms?

the song that vash sings is... the song knives plays on his piano. in the original/98, the song that was important to vash was rem's song. here, that... may or may not be the case...? vash says the song "just comes to him," but in this scene he's forgotten rem... then again, the song isn't what helps him remember her.

there was a theory post from a while ago that posited this song is the voice, or... frequency of the plants(?) which could very well be the case. vash and knives taking that frequency and singing or playing it in a way humans can hear... rem was onto something when she called them a bridge.

i wonder how much of this scene is an actual memory. maybe vash did sing that song, and nai heard it, and they played it on the piano together. and that's why knives continues to play it in the present day.

maybe i'll go eat some rocks.

this is reminding me of... in the manga when vash escaped from the ark and knives was begging him not to go. it's... yeah, pretty much the same. different scenario, but the same.

this sequence is so gorgeous... once again i'm asking how people ever thought this anime looked bad. lmao.

BUT MY MAIN QUESTION IS THIS!!! IS THIS REALLY REM SPEAKING TO VASH HERE? we know that in trimax, ghosts kind of exist, right? like tesla appearing to the twins, wolfwood appearing to livio... is this a similar case? what's happening on the "outside" is meryl's voice reaching through to vash, right? so is this more like, meryl's presence reminds vash of rem, so this is what vash wishes he could hear from her? like is this coming from his subconscious? or... is it really the spirit of rem somehow...

i'm overthinking it. i'm overthinking it.

i wonder what rem's ghost would say to knives.

i'm obsessed with the fight that comes after. OBSESSED. screencaps don't do it justice, i love the weightiness, the camerawork, the choreography... IT'S JUST FUN TO WATCH!!!!

THE BITE HAS BEEN POSTED SO MANY TIMES BUT I LOVE IT SO MUCH IT'S SO FUNNY. outside of when they were kids, this is the most they've acted like siblings this whole show and i love it.

why are his boobs so big

and then there's the wings. the wings... and their context. manga readers know. they're a symbol of, hmm... not forgiveness, but... the first step to it, maybe. the love between them. flying to safety. supporting each other. being side-by-side. right?

they're using their wings to fight each other right now, so i'm sure the plan is to hit us with the wings again at the end for maximum emotional impact. the fact that they both have one wing each makes that extremely fucking obvious, i think. (remember in the manga vash sprouted 2 wings at first, which he couldn't sustain)

I JUST LOVE THIS SHOT. IT'S SO COOL.

oh. ohhhhhhh.

it's so interesting that the angel arm comes from vash combining(?) the cube with his gun... does this mean angel arms can't manifest normally? like, do you need the cube? or does the cube just make it easier? and what about knives, can he manifest his?? like this can't be the one and only appearance of the angel arm in tristamp, right, we're gonna need it again for the fifth moon and the ark escape, right??

(assuming those events will even happen in tristamp, but fifth moon AT LEAST is like. a constant in all timelines, i feel. like how time travel stories have "nodes" that can't be changed, right? but this isn't actually that kind of story. so who knows.)

...huuuuhhhh and i just noticed vash's prosthetic arm disappears when he manifests the angel arm. umm... i'm not entire sure what that means. is it because his gate was in his left arm...?

hey where'd she get those binoculars

crunch crunch crunch crunch crunch crunch crunch (i'm chewing on rocks)

CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH

CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH

"since when have we been so different"... kills me in so many ways, but... in episode 3 vash says that knives hasn't changed. ("since that time," he says, which i assume is referring to the flashback scene in episode 9.) and knives says right back at you. but here, vash is basically saying, who are you. you're unrecognizable to me now. that's literally what he says in the dub. and again knives says right back at you. "you haven't changed." "i could say the same of you." "who are you?" "who are you?" they're brothers. they haven't changed. they've changed so much. they know each other better than anyone else. they don't recognize each other anymore. they love each other. did they ever really know each other?

crunch crunch crunch crunch crunch crunch crunch.

when i first watched tristamp the significance of this all was lost on me. i didn't know any context.

i didn't know that the original trigun started with july already destroyed. i didn't know vash's original bounty. i didn't catch the insurance department mention, or who eriks was, or chronica, or what it meant that the earth fleet was going to arrive, or this being numbered "episode 0"... nothing. all of it went completely over my head. oh i knew milly though. milly is forever.

but now i'm people who know. and i think orange's decision to adapt the story like this, to make it a prequel... is fucking ballsy and cool and i respect it.

that being said, i still don't understand what zazie is talking about... and how they know this. i don't understand all the scifi technobabble with chronica at the end either... what i'm assuming is that the earth forces are keeping tabs on the higher plane(??) and/or on gate readings(?) and... were alerted to what was going on that way? does "crossing over the wall of light" just mean they're using warp drive? why can't zazie talk normally.

uagh. what a fucking journey, man, and it hasn't even begun yet. glad i got to rewatch and go a little crazy. i think the fixation is beginning to fade a little bit (it's been long enough, this is how my brain cycles through things) but the brainrot never truly goes away. girl with plant twins icon gets emotional about the plant twins once again, more at 11.

ty to @revenantghost for organizing i had fun!! :'D

[blarefordaglare]

Fan Joy July day 14

This one’s by @spicy-seaweed

Link: https://www.tumblr.com/spicy-seaweed/755083570572345344/oh-yeah-also-here-yall-can-have-this-one-too-i?source=share (yes I’m gonna provide context because I love doing that) 

The faces in this one are EVERYTHING! Personally when I look at a piece of artwork my eyes go immediately towards the face, and when I saw I could see the emotions they were portraying. Also their overall position/emotion from this piece has that personal level of relativity. By that I mean their positions definitely look like something that my sibling and I would do whenever we got into a pickle.

Also another thing: sorry for not posting day 13, I was really tired that day and I couldn’t bring myself to write.

___ 

The two were in trouble. 

Legend could already feel the stares, the questions, and just the overall disappointment swirling around him and the sailor. Maybe using a fire rod for personal purposes wasn’t okay-he understood that-but was it really necessary for a lecture to take place?

“I don’t even want to know what you were thinking,” Time pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation, “You cleared almost the entire forest.” 

Wind looked up at the adventurer, the words ‘we need an alibi’ hanging unspoken between the two, “Well, Legend can explain what we were thinking! I promise it was reasonable.” 

Legend wanted to die took a deep breath before looking away, “You know… we thought it would be easier to spot monsters and other potential threats,” he hummed and pulled on his sleeve, begging his brain to come up with more words that refused to leave his mouth, “It was a battle strategy I’ve learned long ago.” 

That was a lie.

Legend was always solo.

But they didn’t have to know that.

“Is this all true?” Time looked over to Wind, who was swaying nervously on his feet, as if on a rocking boat.

“One thousand percent,” he nodded a slow, unconvincing nod, “I promise.”

“Alright then,” The older hero crossed his arms, “Just ask next time before pulling that… strategy.” 

“Yes sir!” 

As the day came to a close, the moon shining faintly down on the grass, the hero picked at his meal slowly. He could feel boots shuffle closer to him, before sitting beside him.

“You realize those two are lying, right?” The familiar voice was the captain’s, “It was pretty obvious.”

A smile cracked onto the man’s face, before turning into a grin, “Totally,” he chuckled, “but might as well humor them every once in a while.”

[tickldpnk8]

Song of Orpheus Recap

Man, Song of Orpheus is hard. I started this post on July 6th. Three months ago!! It's a tragedy within a tragedy, I got emotional, and then put this book in the metaphorical freezer for a bit.

But it's also jam-packed with revelations and foreshadowing. It's a super-long issue (arc?) and I'll be covering it all in one go. So without further ado, I'll get into it.

On Orpheus’ nature

So it kicks off with a bit of foreshadowing in the form of a prophetic dream. So prophetic dreaming isn't something that started just when he became an oracle. Orpheus also seems to have no power over his dream, but once he becomes lucid enough, he is able to see his father and then visit him in the Dreaming. It's also interesting to me that he doesn't seem to be able to interpret his dream: asking Morpheus what it all meant. (And getting the brush off from his dad in the process.) Morpheus implies that he might actually know what the dream means, but won't tell his son because he is his son. (side note: this interaction totally reminded me of friends in high school who had parents who taught at our school)

Orpheus is also able to open a portal to the Dreaming with just his voice and lyre. I found this super interesting: combined with what we saw a few issues back in France, he seems to have some sort of power that manifests through song. Whether this is something his father grants him to get "home" easier or whether it's just how powerful of a musician he is, is not stated. I think it lends credence to Orpheus having some sort of demi-god-like musical power though in addition to prophetic dreams. Seems a perfect balance of traits to inherit from both of his parents.

On grief:

This is a repeating refrain throughout this issue: People die, you grieve and you move on. Aristeas expresses this sentiment in the opening pages of Chapter 1.

And Morpheus repeats the same sentiment to Orpheus in Chapter 2 after Euridice dies. As I was writing this section of this post, we were having a conversation on Grief and how it relates to Morpheus' own character. The linked thread is a slight tangent, but I do feel like this refrain just continues to echo throughout the series and between the characters.

On the Endless:

We also learn a ton about Morpheus' siblings in this issue. Especially as they are all introduced to Euridice. For example:

Apparently, Delirium almost got married at one point. I don't see this panel talked about a lot during discussions of her character. And I have to wonder, is this why Del changed? Is it why Delight was sad as @onehundredandeleventropicalfish pointed out that subtle lettering detail from Overture? She's always pictured so young as Delight that I can't really picture her marrying at that stage...and yet...

Meanwhile, we are finally introduced to the missing Endless: And I love that when we finally get a name, it's in Greek and his face is covered. Ha! Way to draw out the mystery a bit more. I love that he refers to Orpheus as his favorite nephew...but it begs the question how many nephews does he have??

But also what just happened here? Did Destruction simply open a portal to his sister’s house? Or did he literally kill Orpheus to grant him the audience he sought??

This panel never ceases to get me in the feels: how the family portrait is bisected by the gutter space right where Death should be. But this section of the story also makes me wonder how Death experiences Time...she decorates her apartment in a very modern way with things that haven't been invented yet...are they leftovers from a pre-Overture existence? Does time not pass linearly for her? Or do the Endless simply know what is coming and exist outside of time when they don't want to?

Whatever the case may be, Orpheus isn't able to adjust. So he's a normal human on that front, and we would likewise have a hard time perceiving their realms.

On Morpheus

Here we get that famous line that Morpheus doesn't dance. Not even with his wife and not even at his son's wedding. But also wtf is he wearing and what is that pinned to??

On Morpheus and Relationships

Here we have a conversation between Orpheus and his mother about Morpheus. And it's a bit heartbreaking because you can see how Morpheus is too rigid in his ways/thinking to keep relationships going: Orpheus alleges that his father won't forget or forgive a slight. While Calliope states that Morpheus doesn't really share any part of himself and isn't willing or perhaps able to change. So here we have Morpheus' fatal flaws spelled out for the Reader in this flashback issue.

And the sad thing for me is that by this point of the story, we're seeing that Morpheus is already changing. But the more frustrating point in this panel is that we can see how Orpheus is a chip off the old block...Orpheus is the one who renounced his father, yet it's not apparent that he's tried to reach out and make amends. argh

Yet after Orpheus' death, I do think Morpheus takes things too far as a parent (especially for us modern folks). I'm still hoping to write a meta on him and parenthood, but want to get through Brief Lives before I do. Orpheus asks for his help to die, but Morpheus states that Orpheus' life is his own...and his death too. Effectively upholding the disownment that Orpheus kicked off by stating he was "no longer [his] son" before seeking out his aunt. Morpheus was never going to be the first one to crack on this: he's too by the rules. And the rules state that his son has renounced him.

On Foreshadowing:

It’s also here that we get the first hint about the Thessalian witches...and Thessaly, who will do basically what it says: mutilate a man's face and pull down the moon in the next arc.

And then there's this... Orpheus is the one who has made the Furies cry. Orpheus is the one they will never forgive. And that comes true within this arc with his death at the hands of the Baccanae. But is it concluded? I also just can't help thinking that the son from the union they didn't approve of will give them the means to take revenge upon his father.

[firedragon1321]

Since it's almost July 8th where I am, I decided to just do a meta rant for Tai and Sora today for @taichiyagamiweek. Before I start- I do not ship them and request that you don't tag as ship. Just because it may read that way, but I don't want my post to be weaponized for ship wars/character bashing.

I saw some other people start on this already, with some entries discussing how their character development leans on each other. And it does. Heavily. ...In Adventure. After that, they kind of drift apart.

These two are the only non-siblings who knew each other before that fateful week at camp. And they're somewhat like siblings, with Sora's "mom" personality coming off a little less strict with Tai than the others. She can be exasperated with him at times, but knows he's got a good head on his shoulders. He's proven himself on the soccer pitch, and takes those leadership skills into the Digital World.

Sora sees the writing on the wall with SkullGreymon long before anyone else. Of course, no-one could predict that Agumon would become such a beast. But she knows Tai isn't acting like himself, and even tries to stop him from jumping in front of the other Greymon.

In return, Tai tries to be there for her, in his own way. He just comes off as accidentally insensitive sometimes (like when Sora believed herself incapable of love). In Adventure, the characters teeter between childhood and their teen years, which is a really awkward age. Add in Tai being naturally impulsive- saying the first thing that comes to mind- and it may seem like he doesn't care. But he prepares to sacrifice his own life to save Sora from Datamon, and trusts her skills as well as she trusts his.

The shift starts in Our War Game. The root of the friendship becoming less close is character decay on Sora's end. From here up through Kizuna, she sits out important battles, becomes increasingly feminine, and stops sharing as much screentime with Tai compared to Matt. Now, femininity is not bad by nature, and there are logical reasons for the first two points (not so much the third, other than marketing). But I do feel all three contribute to their "drifting apart".

Becoming more feminine puts her in different social circles. Tai stays in the soccer field. Other, non-DigiDestined boys did as well. Some of the kids in tri. may be childhood acquaintances, who even knew Sora. But by tri., Sora's retired from soccer. It's doubtful she'd even still talk to Tai if not for their shared digital adventure.

Not having as much screentime with Tai- including sitting out key battles- does not help. Because they spend less time together, their drifting only hastens. Sometimes it feels like Sora is a background character in Tai's life. A shame given how important she was in Adventure- to Tai and the group.

This isn't a bad thing persay. People grow up. They make new friends. They don't keep friendships from their childhood. But it's also a symptom of a greater issue with Sora's writing. And it's Tai's loss. He could use her voice of reason more now than ever, with his Digimon gone and his heart in pieces.

[madsnowstorm]

take me home for christmas | j. seresin | part six

all i want for christmas is you - hush kids

summary : jake wants to take you home to texas for christmas to meet his family.

warnings — series, 18+, fem!reader, established relationship, some angst, family dynamics (both healthy and not), mentions of therapy, no religious aspect to the holiday, dogs named after famous texans, anxiety, no use of y/n, little angsty, but mostly internal

notes — i think i got a few cavities writing this one. it's a sweet one. also, mistletoad is a real thing. there are like two installments left. i don't really want it to end because i love jake and sweet pea so much. (i call her that in my head, since that's what jake's mom calls her.)

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“OH, come on!” Your boyfriend yelled at the large television, standing up, hands stretched out. Julie was on one side of him in a similar position and Will was on the other, hand covering his face and head shaking. The Cowboys Christmas Eve game was on and almost all of the Seresin’s eyes were glued to the screen hanging on the wall. You were sitting between Jennifer, who’d arrived earlier that day, and Luke. The three of you were discussing the Army-Navy Game from a few weeks ago. Jake would throw in a random, bitter, comment every so often. The man was not over Navy's loss. You were hoping the Cowboys could pull out a win, just so he could turn his attention towards that instead of the loss.

You could smell the barbeque that Matt (Jennifer’s husband) and Vicki just brought in from the back, so you knew dinner would be soon. June was sitting on the floor in front of you playing with Lily and five year old Oliver, who was Jennifer’s youngest. There were now children running all over and the house felt more like a home. The moment Jennifer and her family arrived a certain peace took over Tom and Vicki that you had not yet experienced. You had a feeling it was because all their children were home and happy. 

“Let’s eat!” Vicki called out and you hopped up without a fuss. The Seresin siblings stayed seated, Jackson mumbling something about the game being almost over. You chuckled and got up to head to the kitchen. “Thomas created monsters out of all five of them.” 

“Yeah, I can see that!” You thought back over this past football season and how all of your and Jake’s plans revolved around two things; UT and Cowboys games. She was taking some silverware out of a draw and you walked over to help her.

“Can I just say that I am so happy that you are here?” Vicki’s words were as warm as her smile. “You’re like a piece of a puzzle that I have been waiting for…Jake too.” The future was something that you and Jake had discussed before and you both were in it for the long haul. Vicki’s statement added another layer to those plans though. It gave you a sense of relief that you didn’t know you needed.

“It makes me happy to hear you say that.” As screams of all kinds were heard from the living room, she wrapped her arms around your waist and pulled you close like a mother would her daughter. You let your arms drift up to hers, giving her a squeeze. The two of you stayed like that until voices began to come closer. 

Jake and Cole were the first people to enter the kitchen. Jake’s frustrated frown disappeared the moment his green eyes landed on you and Vicki. His whole body instantly softened and gaze grew warm. You knew, just from the look on his face, how much he loved you. Even as everyone started helping themselves to food and grumbling about the game, Jake was quiet and only had eyes for you. Eventually you started filling up your plate, making sure to playfully bump his shoulder as you walked by him. You didn’t get too far past him though because he grabbed your hand and pulled you back to him. 

“I love you.” He declared as though it was the only statement in the world that could ever be true. Before you could return the sentiment his lips were on yours, no care for the family around you. Your cheeks grew hot, but you returned the kiss just the same.

“EW! Uncle Jake!” One of his nieces cried out. It sounded like Evie, who you met that morning.

“Gross!” Will gagged. 

“Honestly Jacob,” June spoke up from the entrance of the dining room that sat off the kitchen, near the back door. Through the doorway you could see Jake’s siblings all smirking at the table. Jackson’s shoulders were shaking with laughter as Sophie stuck her tongue out in disgust. “There are children around.”

“Don’t care.” Was his confident reply. He kept his attention on you, but discreetly lifted his middle finger to scratch his nose. June just laughed. You lifted yourself up on your tiptoes and pressed your lips to his cheekbone before walking around to join his family at the large dining room table.

You sat next to Jenni. Jake joined you a few minutes later, taking the empty spot on your right. As dinner progressed, conversations of all types flowing around the table, his left hand found your thigh. He was talking with Claire, Jackson, and their kids about what Santa may or may not be bringing them. You were in the middle of a discussion with June and Jenni about similar experiences the three of you had at work. June had an almost identical personality to her youngest brother, which you found amusing. As soon as you picked up on that, you knew you would have to invite her out and have the Dagger Squad over, knowing Rooster’s response would be highly entertaining. Eventually, Thomas excused himself from dinner and you looked at Jake, questioning if everything was okay.

“Just wait.” His tone was secretive and caused your concern to morph into curiosity.

When Vicki got up and started to carry things back to the kitchen, you and Jackson moved to help her. Jackson recruited his oldest son to help and while Vicki filled the dishwasher the three of you carried dishes from the dining room to her. June and Jake started taking mugs of all shapes, colors, and sizes out of one of the cabinets while Julie checked on some sort of liquid in a crockpot on the counter. After getting a closer look you realized that the liquid was hot chocolate. 

“Momma, where are the marshmallows?” Jake bellowed from deep within the pantry. Vicki turned to respond, but was cut off by a manly yelp. “Hey! What was that for?” You looked over your shoulder, closing the dishwasher door. Jake stepped out of the pantry, rubbing at his arm, a pout on his face. You laughed. June sidestepped her brother, shaking a bag of large marshmallows at him.

“They were right in front of you, moron.” Vicki shook her head and rolled her eyes at the childish antics of her two grown children. 

“Cut it out you two.” Her tone was exasperated, but turned so sweet when she set her sights on you. “Sweet pea, will you let the others know that the hot chocolate is ready?” You nodded and did as she asked of you. The kids were quick to heed your words, most of them running to the kitchen. You could hear Luke telling them to slow down. 

Once everyone had their mugs full of sweet, creamy, spicy, chocolate everyone gathered around the fireplace. Everyone was spread out over the couch and the floor. Vicki took a spot in one of the recliners, leaving the other one empty. The only person that was missing was Thomas. Before you could ask where he was, you heard heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. 

Thomas, dressed in a red Santa suit, stood at the foot of the stairs. There was a large green velvet bag that had some sort of goodies in it. While he didn’t have a beard on his face, the twinkle in his eyes definitely reminded you of the jolly big man. All of the kids seemed to enjoy it, even Will.

“Pawpaw!” Sophie squealed out. Claire took the little girl's drink from her before she ran to Thomas. Oliver and Evie were quick to follow her.

“Now, I think before I pass out these presents there is a story we need to read!” Vicki took out a thin, hardback, children’s book. The edges of the dust jacket were wrinkled with age. There was a beautifully illustrated winter scene and the words “Twas the Night Before Christmas” in a curly script across the top. Thomas sat down and took the book from his wife.

Like dutiful little elves the children followed him, sitting in a semi-circle around the recliner. Julie moved from her spot on the couch to join them, turning Lily around in her lap so she could watch. All eyes were on Thomas as he began to read. His soft twang made the old poem sound melodic and in the middle of the reading you found yourself growing sleepy. Jake noticed and pulled you closer to him; so close you were practically in his lap. He leaned in, pressing his mouth near your ear.

“Now don’t go falin’ asleep darlin’.” You rolled your eyes at him, turning your attention back towards Thomas. The inflections and animation he added as he described the physical characteristics of Santa left you in a state of awe like the children. You even giggled along as he patted his stomach and referenced bowls of jelly. 

As the story came to a close, Jake was whispering again. This time though, he wasn’t talking to you. Instead, he was saying the last few words of the book along with his father. No one around seemed to notice and if they did they weren’t bothered by it. Your heart melted. You knew that Jake could be like this. He could put the Hangman persona aside and just be Jake, but it was very rare that you got to see that side of him with others around. The Dagger Squad and some of the other friends you had would think he’d been abducted by aliens. Rooster might even say he’d had some sort of reverse lobotomy.  As much as you loved this side of Jake, you knew he was only like this when he felt safe. When there wasn’t an ounce of tension in his body. When there was no need to be the strong and perfect Naval Aviator. 

You were pulled away from your thoughts by little giggles. Vicki was helping Thomas pass around gifts to the children. Each of them was being handed a set of pajamas. After all of the grandkids got theirs, the Seresin parents began to pass some out to their children and partners. Each set was different from the other, so no one would be matching. Yours were dark navy and white. The pattern was made up of geometric snowflakes. 

“I hate this part.” Jake said softly, looking at everyone holding their pajamas. He looked down at his own pair of pants that were a traditional Christmas plaid.

“No you don’t.” You scoffed in unbelief, lifting your hand to his face. Your thumb ran across his jaw. “You love this. You love every single cheesy, traditional detail for any holiday. Stop lying to yourself.” He just laughed and shook his head.

Everyone split up after that. All the children went to Jackson and Claire’s house to stay the night. You went up to take a shower and Jake told you to come back downstairs when you were finished. You didn’t take too long under the hot water, his request kept you curious. When you were finished you slipped on your new pajamas, admiring both the fit and style, and walked back downstairs.

The sight in the living room took you by surprise. The floor was covered in toys of all shapes and sizes. June, Luke, and Matt were working on putting together some sort of robotic toy, while Thomas and Vicki were looking over some instructions. Thomas sat on the couch with Jenni as they filled stockings. Jackson was wheeling a bike in the front door. Julie and Claire must have stayed at Jackson’s with the kids.

“Well, this is just Santa’s workshop, isn’t it?” You commented with a smile. Jake looked up at you and winked. “What can I do?”

“Help me with this box.” Jake said, standing up, brushing imaginary dirt off his hand. He led you to the corner of the room, pointing at the box in question. Just as both of you bent down to pick it up, Vicki laughed. It didn’t take even a second for the others to start laughing. Jake looked at them in question. June pointed at something above your heads. Looking up there was a stuffed frog, in a Christmas hat, hanging from the light. “Mistletoad.” Jake said, as though he were recalling a long forgotten memory. He then looked at you, a smirk on his face. Dimples were on full display. “Pucker up, darlin’” 

“Don’t ever say that again.” You said, leaning towards him. You could hear laughter behind you. He pressed his lips to yours and you sighed happily. You couldn’t remember the last time you felt this happy.  When you pulled back you bent back down, lifting up one side of the box. “Come on, Santa. We have work to do.”

[awkward-tension-art]

Remain By His Side Chp.9 Constellations

Chp.8

cw: Talk of dead family members, constellations, grief, bottling feelings, Leon needs a hug, chaste kiss

Your family was slowly recovering. Slowly…

The holidays and family gatherings would never be the same.

Where your older brother would drink himself under a table, there was silence. 

Where your aunt and uncle would huddle in a corner, speaking on the phone with someone from Umbrella, there was emptiness.

Where Sherry would laugh and play with your other cousins close to her age, she remained seated, keeping silent. 

Your other family members also knew, but no one said anything. No one wanted to finally point out the massive chasm that was present. You’d say ignorance was bliss, but this wasn’t ignorance. This was just a refusal of acknowledgement. 

Still, You tried not to think about it. 

Especially today, Leon’s last night home before he returned for more military training.

Again.

You’ve gotten used to it. Leon returns for too short of a time and disappears again. 

It hurts your heart every time, but you remain silent. He didn’t need your emotions distracting or annoying him. He needed to focus. Focus on himself. To heal from Raccoon City.

Your parents invited him over for dinner. Your mother loved him. She was treating him a lot like she did you and your siblings. He was another son to her. Someone she hugged and loved the same way she did all her children.

A replacement for our brother, you once heard your younger brother mumble during 4th of July, Our brother dies and mom and dad just grab the closest pathetic military boy they saw.

You hadn’t seen your sister so angry. She was always the calm and responsible one. But that day, she physically lashed out, and your brother had a scar under his eye from the strike.

If Leon knew what happened…

No, you didn’t mention. You didn’t bring it up. No one else did. Not your sister. Not your little brother. 

No one wanted to ruin the atmosphere of the night, so instead, everyone just talked about everything else. You spoke about medical school. Your sister about her job. Your brother about his fraternity. Sherry about her own classes. Your parents about their lives.

Yes. It was perfect. Nothing was missing. No grief was hanging in the air. This was a good family. One that had adopted Leon out of love and care. Not out of a need to replace anyone. 

That's what you told yourself.

“Thank you.” Leon’s voice startled you from your thoughts. You perked up, looking back to see him in the doorway. Your confusion must’ve been obvious because he spoke again, “For…your family. Taking me in.”

“Oh.” you smiled softly and patted the space next to you, inviting him to sit down, “You don’t need to thank me. My family loves you.”

He gave you the smallest grin before plopping down onto your left, “No, I do. I…Don’t really know what else to…” Leon’s voice was soft, but unsure, “I haven’t really had much of a family for a while…” He rubbed the back of his neck, a tick whenever he seemed embarrassed or flustered. 

“You don’t need to talk about it, if you don’t want to.” You gave him a ticket to stop, knowing it may be a deep wound. You knew it's been years since his parents died, but…

Well, how could anyone get over that?

“No, it's just…been a while since I thought about it.” He took a deep breath and looked at the sky.

“Oh.” you didn’t know what else to say. You briefly wondered what would happen if your parents passed. Would you survive? Truthfully, you weren’t sure, currently you were barely holding it together after losing your brother, aunt and uncle.

Your eyes returned to the stars, “Well, I’m still sorry you had to experience it.” You weren’t even sure if those words meant anything. What else could you say?

Leon huffed slightly, “It was years ago. I was a kid.” He shook his head, shifting the topic, “It’s fine. What are you doing out here, anyway?” 

“Fresh air.” you shrugged, “Also looking at the stars. My brother and I used to do this whenever I had something on my mind. Been a while since I've done this though.” 

God, you missed him. Your brother.

“Know any constellations?” The former rookie’s question surprised you. Leon never struck you as someone interested in space. 

With a hum your eyes roamed the sky, “Let’s see…if I remember…oh!” You pointed, “That is Lacerta.” 

“Um..” His confusion was easy to pick up on.

Without waiting, you grabbed his hand and pointed it to the line of stars that formed the constellation, “There.” It made you excited, for a split second you felt like a kid again. 

"Looks like a lizard," your brother said with a smile. 

Your heart ached.

Do not fall apart here. Be strong. For your family. For Leon.

“And…that is Aquarius.” you moved Leon's pointer finger, shoving your grief in a bottle. You’d cry later. Right now, you were happy and calm, “That is Grus.”

You had to be happy and calm.

Leon followed along with what you were saying easily. Or maybe he wasn’t and he just didn’t want to interrupt. Either way, you appreciated the fact that he was willing to listen. You pointed to several other stars and constellations that marked the night sky. 

Perhaps in another life you would have gone into astronomy.

“Can I kiss you?” His voice sounded small and quiet.

You stopped talking and snapped your head to look at him. You must’ve looked like a deer in headlights at the question. But Leon looked flustered, embarrassed. Perhaps even afraid.

His blue eyes, so clear and lovely, were a storm. His blonde hair was messy from the slightly chilly breeze. His hand squeezed yours. He remained silent, waiting for your answer.

You nodded, leaning towards him, “Yea…yea you can.”

He moved slowly, letting you run away. Letting you shoot him down. When you didn’t move away, his free hand drifted to your face and held your cheek. His lips met yours in a soft and chaste kiss.

Under the grief in your heart, you felt joy.

[braveasnouns]

more Pony thoughts/headcanons

he’s barely on screen but I love him and have a lot of thoughts somehow

- I think he was one of the few members of the animal army who wasn’t technically orphaned but instead ran away from home. his bio mother didn’t accept him as a boy and also was really iffy about hybrids, so when he was old enough to have a real mind of his own he up and ran away, finding his place with the animal army and never looking back.

-Pony is autistic (because i am so he is too that’s how this can work right? right.) and his interest has always been music and sound and so he stores an insane amount of lyrics and melodies in his brain that he can just start singing at any time. also can make very specific noises multiple times and make them sound exactly the same (actually came in handy for fighting a couple times). he had a large journal of songs that he would learn whenever he came across somewhere with music but would also come up with a lot of his own. he would write songs from the stories the other members would tell him about their childhood and stuff and it was really special to them (not that they were always good, but they were always special). whenever they were bored or had a free evening he would be singing for the others that sometimes joined in and played little makeshift instruments. his singing voice was surprisingly good, if a little squeaky lol

- if he ever had gotten to pick a new name, my headcanon for it is Marshall! it means caretaker of horses and also just suits him imo

⁃ he and Rhino had mutual slight crushes on each other at one point but it never really became anything and kind of tapered out as time passed, they’re both for sure disasters when it comes to anything romance though

⁃ once they figured out how to give each other stick and poke tattoos Pony and Rhino had a sort of on-going competition to see who could get more little ones on their body until the other one saw it, Rhino spotted a little tiny heart on Pony’s hand and that’s what ended it. Bear was definitely not very supportive of this activity lol

⁃ Pony is generally a pretty happy person especially compared to some of the others in the animal army, it takes a lot to bring down his mood. i think it probably became a little bit of a coping mechanism of his to smile and act happy even on the harder days

⁃ Pony and Tiger from the very beginning of knowing each other had a sibling like bond. they tease each other and banter a lot and take it way farther than they could with anyone else

⁃ he’s a July baby, i don’t know why but it’s just true to me.

⁃ definitely liked MLP and had a poster for it in his room, he was a pinky pie guy and you can’t tell me he wasn’t!

[garricks4thwingqueen]

Saw you’re taking requests! Kinda vague but what about Garrick as a big brother to a sister? He’d probably be crazy overprotective.

Sibling Love is Tough Garrick Tavis X Sibling reader X Reader X Dain Aetos

 *Request for some Dain x reader hurt/comfort please. I like what you 

Saw you’re taking requests! Kinda vague but what about Garrick as a big brother to a sister? He’d probably be crazy overprotective.

Synopsis: Again I’m completely changing this idea from the synopsis I posted last week 😂 Reader is Garrick’s younger sister and is one year younger than Garrick. Reader starts Basgiath one year later than Garrick and Xaden and is the same year as Bodhi, Imogen, Dain and Sawyer’s original year.  This fic starts on conscription day on Garrick’s second year; one year prior to fourth wing. 

Word Count: 1339

Trigger Warnings: Swearing, bullying, break up 

Y/N POV

   Conscription day. It was finally your day to join Basgiath war college along with Imogen and Bodhi; well hopefully join. First you had to cross the parapet or the death bridge. The only thing that was giving any motivation waiting in this long ass line of 1000s of other cadets and seeing Garrick and Xaden again. Hell even Bodhi and Imogen; it had been years since you had seen any of the others and you knew those two were waiting somewhere in this mass of cadets or if not had hopefully already crossed that damned thing. 

     You were quickly pulled out of your thoughts or search for pink hair anywhere in your line of vision by hearing one of the cadets start to spit out the slur of  “Rebel Scum, you don’t belong here.” You spun around on your heels as you were about to defend yourself but the tall decently built cadet turned aroun earn our way across if we don’t die first.” 

    That had managed to shut the hot headed cadet right up. “Thanks you didn’t have to do that, you barely know me.” “I may not but I know that doesn’t define who you are.” He sighed and pointed to your rebelling mark which was given to you several years ago during the Tyyrish rebellion your parents were a part of. “Thanks, most people can't see past them. I didn’t catch your name by the way.”  “Dain.” He said with a smile that nearly crushed your heart. “Y/N Tavis.” You smiled and shook his hand before he gave his name to the cadets on the front of the parapet which you were able to hear clear as day: “Dain Aetos.” 

        Fuck. you cursed to yourself not even a full fucking day and you were already falling for the enemies son. Your brother would never let it live past you if you fell head first for the Colonel’s son. 

          The rest of July had passed and so had August. September was soon coming to an end which had meant Threshing was coming. Your squad which was also composed of Dain and Imogen had already faced presentation day and that was nerve racking as hell; you couldn’t even fathom what threshing was going to be like; that is if you lived through it.

  You had enjoyed getting to be around your brother and the others again these past two months. You had also enjoyed getting to know a certain someone else through private moments that you both were very proud of that your brother and the others hadn’t taken up on yet.

             “Hey sexy.” You heard the soft familiar voice round the corner of yours and Dain’s favorite secluded spot away from the main part of the courtyard of campus. “Hey.” You smiled instantly, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Ready for tomorrow?” “Nervous as hell. What if I don’t bond to a dragon.”  You sighed burying your face in Dain’s chest; instantly feeling more relaxed as he ran his fingers through your hair. “You’ll bond. You're one of the smartest cadets in our year. You have nothing to worry about. Plus I think that green female took a liking to you during presentation.”  “You really think so?” You could feel Dain nod his head with a contented hum as his chin rested on the top of your head. 

                                                  Garrick’s POV

   Xaden and I were standing outside of the courtyard enjoying some Churrum after a supply run. “Your sister has done well so far.”  “Sssh.” I hushed him. “What?” “Do you hear that?” “Hear what?” Xaden questioned sending his shadows every which way. “Down and to the left. I don’t think you're going to like it that well.” I gave him a questioning look but put out the Churrum I was currently smoking as we headed to the source of the voices. 

     I don’t think I’ve ever come to a quicker stop in my entire life as I saw my younger sister literally hanging off of Colonel Aetos’s son; Dain Aetos. “What in the actual fuck Y/N??!!” I stammered out maybe a little too aggressively as she stepped away from her fellow squad mate. Goal. Set. Match. I thought to myself. “Garrick I-.” She started to stuttering now standing by Dain’s side and a tight grip on one of his hands. 

    “Save it. How is this even ok Y/N.""Garrick please. “I said save it. When exactly did you plan on telling me or Xaden about your little affair?” “After Threshing.” She shrugged. “Bullshit. This isn’t lasting until after Threshing.” 

     “I’ll prove my-.” “Shut up and let go of my sister’s hand, Aetos. I didn’t ask for you to speak.” 

                                                       Y/N POV

    Fuck. You cursed to yourself as you reluctantly let Dain let go of your hand. Garrick was a protective big brother he had always been. But pissed and protective you had only seen a few other times in your life. “Say goodbye to your squadmate Y/N. Give him one last kiss or hug and that's it.” “Garrick. Please.” You tired once more as you felt Dain softly touch your wrist and pull you into him. “I’ll wait for you. It’ll be worth it. But right now your brother’s right. Your safety matters and right now we are a target together.”  “I love you.” He added, tilting your chin up toward you.” “I love you, Dain.” You said softly and reluctantly stepped back and watched him walk towards the dorms as you turned to face your brother and Xaden. 

       “How long?” Garrick asked. “Conscription day.” “You’ve got to be kidding Y/N. You let him in and barely know him. We are on two very different sides of this war. I get that you think you love him but I’m just trying to protect you.” “I know.” You sighed. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you or Xaden. I should have; maybe things would have been different.” “No Y/N. You just earned yourself more time with him by not telling us. I know it's hard but you have to understand Xaden and I are just looking at this over the long haul.” “I know.” You sighed wrapping your arms around your brother's waist needed comfort as he instantly relaxed around you.

  “I know I can be scary when I get overprotective but do you know the consequences if the Colonel ever found out his precious son was dating one of us?” “I know, I know, but he saved me on conscription day and that made me see past everything.” “What do you mean he saved you?” “Someone in line called me rebellion scum. I was about to turn around and defend myself and Dain beat me to not even knowing a thing about me besides the fact I was on opposites of the war. I Didn’t even realize he was an Aetos until he gave his name to the cadets.”

    Garrick sighed. “Listen I’m not saying you can’t be friends and get along with your squad mates with different views; but you and Aetos it's just a pile of mismatched shit waiting to be light on fire and I will do anything to save my little sister from that for as long as I can. Look maybe after all this is said and done then maybe there can be a you and Dain but now is not it. You understand that right?” 

   You nodded your head into Garrick’s chest as your tears fell. You knew your brother was right, you hated it but you knew it and you knew he was just trying to protect you in the only way Garrick knew how to protect. “You're my little sister and I love you, please don’t hate me.” You shook your head that was still buried into his chest; “I love you to Gare and I don’t hate you. I know you're just protecting me.” 

“Good because I don’t think I could ever live with my younger sister hating me.” 

A/N: possible part two coming

[coochiequeens]

While I would love to see more women in the police force anyone so thin skinned they assault a 16 year old autistic girl for saying "lesbian" should not be a cop.

ByAnna Slatz August 10, 2023

A mother in Leeds, UK, has revealed that her 16-year-old autistic daughter was arrested by West Yorkshire police after one of the officers accused her of “homophobia.” The incident occurred after police had been called to provide a safe escort home for the vulnerable girl.

The woman, who goes by the name Nikita Snow on social media, explained to Reduxx that on the evening of August 6 her eldest daughter, who is 18, had been out with friends when her youngest, who is 16, tagged along.

Snow says she had believed her younger daughter, Amanda*, was at a sleepover. But because the girl did not have a routine at her friend’s house similar to one at home, she instead wandered outside to find her older sister. After the two met up, Amanda’s sister began to experience concerns about her younger sibling acting in “unsafe ways,” and attempted to contact her mother but was unable to reach her.

Without another mode of communication, the older girl called their local West Yorkshire Police dispatch for help, explaining to them that her sister was autistic and needed a safe escort back home.

“They said they would come assist in getting her home as she is vulnerable, with her being diagnosed with autism,” Snow says. “When they arrived where my two daughters were, Amanda refused to travel alone with them and wanted her sister to come with her, so she agreed.”

Snow says she was woken up at 1 a.m. by the sound of knocking at her door, and found West Yorkshire Police at her step with her two daughters.

“They said they were just bringing her home safely… [But] one of the officers had hold of Amanda and was squeezing her arm very tightly. She asked me to get [the officer] off her arm as it was hurting so I guided my daughter inside.”

But just as she brought her daughter in, the girl made a would-be innocent remark about the female officer who had been amongst the West Yorkshire police escorting her.

“She said ‘I think she’s a lesbian like nanna Julie,'” Snow recounts, noting that the female officer had short blonde hair. “I just felt a jolt on my back… the officer had launcher herself in my home at me and Amanda. She was grabbing her.”

Snow says her daughter scampered into a cupboard under the stairs and began crying and apologizing, unsure of what was going on. Amanda also began self-harming out of stress.

“She was crying and saying sorry to the police woman. That’s when I grabbed my phone and started recording.”

In terrifying footage twice-removed by TikTok, Amanda is heard screaming and crying as multiple West Yorkshire Police officers surround the cupboard she had backed herself into for safety.

“She’s getting arrested,” the female officer says firmly. “Another unit’s coming, don’t worry … I’m telling you another unit is coming, she is going to get arrested tonight.”

In the clip, Snow is heard pleading with the female officer to be more understanding of her daughter’s autism.

“She’s got autism, can you just stand there please? She’s in a cupboard, she can’t go anywhere,” Snow is saying, voice strained. “You’re going to remove her for what? Because she said the word lesbian? Her nana is a lesbian, she’s married to a woman. She’s not homophobic!”

“She’s got autism, can you just stand there please? She’s in a cupboard, she can’t go anywhere,” Snow is saying, voice strained. “You’re going to remove her for what? Because she said the word lesbian? Her nana is a lesbian, she’s married to a woman. She’s not homophobic!”

Snow then points out that the female officer’s hands keep clenching.

“Look at you, clenching your fists. Please go away from my teenage daughter! There’s something wrong with you, mate.”

The clip ends with Amanda being led out of the house in tears by a group of six police officers. As she is walked outside, she appears to fall to the ground, at which point the officers begin twisting her arms behind her back in an effort to force her to stand.

Snow attempted to explain that her daughter has severe scoliosis and that her joints should not be manipulated in such a way. In the video, the girl is seen trying to grab at her shoulder with her free hand and screaming in what appears to be obvious pain.

As the girl is being ruthlessly manhandled by the crowd of police, the female officer who prompted the response is standing off to the side watching.

“Amanda was never read her rights, was not cautioned, and the police woman did not have a warrant and was not invited inside [my home],” Snow says.

Amanda was ultimately in police custody for 20 hours, according to her mother, and was released on “unconditional bail” despite not having any formal documentation of any charges that were filed against her.

“Amanda has not been charged but spent 20 hours under arrest,” Snow says. “She has been placed on unconditional bail. Police told us she was on bail … I’m not really savvy when it comes to police and arrests.”

Snow explained to Reduxx that she wasn’t even sure of what “unconditional bail” meant as no one had defined it for her. She has since been in touch with a solicitor for assistance.

“I have put a full complaint in to the Sergeant and they have obtained her body cam footage for viewing,” Snow says. “Amanda was never read her rights, was not cautioned, and the police woman did not have a warrant and was not invited inside [my home]. She also assaulted me, and if she didn’t caution Amanda that’s also assault in the eyes of the law. It’s also unlawful arrest as policies weren’t followed properly,” she claims.

West Yorkshire Police have since issued a statement on the incident, claiming the video Snow initially uploaded to TikTok showed an “limited snapshot” of what happened.

Police claim Amanda was intoxicated, and that she made comments “which resulted in the girl being arrested on suspicion of a homophobic public order offense.”

The statement continues: “We are fully reviewing the circumstances of this incident and ask that people avoid reaching any conclusions about it solely on the basis of the social media video.”

*The name of the minor involved has been changed by Reduxx to protect her privacy.

Hope the cops have that same energy when they find the two "women " who sexually assaulted a teen boy.

'Both women are described as being around 18 to 20 years old. One had bright red, believed to be coloured, hair, was around 6ft 3ins tall and wearing glasses. She was wearing blue shorts and a black crop top, with pink Air Jordan trainers.

'The second had very long white blonde hair and was around 5ft 9ins tall, with a Merseyside accent."

They had a month to find a 6'3 "woman " with bright red hair yet still no news of arrests. But 6 cops show up to arrest an autistic teen girl.

[avareiahgt]

GT July Prompts 2024

Day 5: Fawning

—Don’t mess with me, Connor, I did nothing— Hanna said pointing at me with a tiny finger I could barely see.

—I spent years of my life for Alec to tell me his whole family story and now he tells you after some weeks? Doll, you sure have an effect on him— I said, smirking.

We were both sitting on Alec’s couch, Hanna sitting down on the top of the back while I looked up at her form from my lying position.

—I didn’t push him or anything. I guess I just asked the right questions—she explained.

—Maybe if I were a small sweet pretty girl in a hurry, he would tell me as well… But, oh! Wait—I made a dramatic pause— I’ve always been a small sweet guy in a hurry, even today…

—Not small enough— she smirked down at me. In confidence she was kind of a teaser. Something told me she was not this salty with Alec. Otherwise, he would had thrown she away… would he?

—Not that my actual height gives me some advantage in life right now—I spilled, half joking, half serious.

—Trust me when I say you have it way better— she stated and a hand made its way to her leg, forever marked.

—It really amazed me that you survived that thing, tho—I started—. Your life was quite on the line, you know?

She made a soft sound, like showing she was listening but thinking at the same time.

—I’m so persistent— she simply said.

—I can see that— a soft but true laugh scaped my throat.

—What did you do to convince Alec to tell you his story? —curiosity was my favorite sin, also the most dangerous. I didn’t think long my response.

—I just followed him until he answered— I shrugged.

She lowered herself a bit to look down at me from her privileged seat.

—Really? That was your strategy? —she seemed surprised, not for long, anyways.

—Of course. I met his sister before, but I didn’t know they were siblings until he insulted me some day.

—What? He did insult you?

—Yeah, tons of times, but that was our first meeting. I have photographic memory; I could quote every single day of my life since I was six with no mistakes— I explained.

—Wow… that’s impressive and quite useful—she whistled in amazement.

—Also, I got to remember all the bad things I would love to forget— I commented.

—Sure… Nevermind, why did he insult you on first place? — she insisted and I appreciated avoiding the memory curse theme.

—I got tangled in some… hairy situations. All my fault of course. The thing is that Vecca, his sister, dismissed me and I found a grumpy teenager calling me an idiot, in addition to my unemployed state. Actually, he was right and Vecca was right to dismiss me, too.

—Do I wanna ask? — she wondered.

—You can— I submitted myself.

—I assure you don’t want to ask, just let him flatter you some more— Alec’s voice came from where he was standing on the corridor doorframe.

—Or we could keep talking about your bravery and the stubbornly that took you to live enough to have this chat— I said as if the idea was mine.

—You’re connecting fine, I’m back to work— he muttered and disappeared into his study once more.

—Excuse him, he’s not the chatty type.

—Really? He chats with me so well— Hanna said.

I got instantly offended.

—Why he doesn’t with me? I’m so sad now— I sat up and my fast move thew Hanna off balance even sitting. I held one of her arms to keep her from roll. My head was now some inches below her. I freed her arm when she was stable again and she touched it like it burned. Maybe I was being rude with so much physical contact.

—Maybe if you keep adoring me, I would give you some advices for talking to him, but I warn you it won’t be as effective as if you were a small pretty girl.

—I will sign the deal— I accepted, offering her a finger for a handshake.

She used a tiny hand I almost didn’t feel on my skin and shook it, sealing the verbal contract.

—Now, you can keep talking about how beautiful and well-behaved and strong I am—she smiled.

—Did I say all of that stuff?

[rythmicjea]

Not Another Riverdale Love Story - Screw This Up With Me

Happy 4th of July for those in the US (I say this knowing full well what our country is going through)! I'm bringing this to you a day early because I will be at a convention all weekend starting on the fourth.

I cannot tell you how excited I am to bring you this chapter. This has lived rent free in my brain since I wrote it and I have been counting down the days (literally counting down the days) until I could bring this to you. Now, I know what you're going to say. "Why didn't you post it as soon as you wrote it?" Well, a few reasons. One, I want to keep the pace that I've been going, which means that I have a surplus of chapters waiting to be posted. Because, things in life keep pop up and it gives me the grace and time to continue to write knowing I have something to keep my schedule going. Like this weekend, or family issues (like my grandfather being at the end), etc. This is sort of a discipline. It keeps me writing, it keeps me thinking, but not at a breakneck burnout pace, you know? Also, it keeps me on my toes and keeps me excited for what I'm writing. Because I go back and read what I've written when I go through my final pass through and it keeps the love alive.

I know you're all going to love this chapter. It's a bit chaotic and the cast list grows. We see new pairings (like my found siblings Jughead & Cheryl - but only thin tendrils nothing like LSftSH) and the amount of research I did into this... Because I know you all have some of the keenest eyes for plot holes lol!

“Pizzas will be here in an hour!” Veronica’s voice rang out. “What are you guys looking at?”

Cheryl, softly closed the folder, moving it to her side and out of view of her hostess. She let her gaze linger over Jughead’s face, noting how composed he was trying to be. “I made a faux pas. I thought I’d tease our little Forsythe here and it completely backfired.” Jughead let his eyes flutter close letting his shoulders droop slightly with relief. The relief felt too good to harp on the fact that Cheryl used his given name. If not for his sister, he’d tease her back and call her Jellybean for as much as she ate the sweet treat. “Hey, if you were thinking of a name for a powerful but elegant woman, what would you name her? We need something… magical.”

“Besides mine?” Veronica teased. “I mean, I am cut from the same cloth as great actresses like Veronica Lake. But… What was that old romantic movie with Harrison Ford? It had a superb name for a title.”

[doverstar]

It's such a fun story about how I got into Doctor Who. I was in highschool (around 2007-2008). I'm not sure of the exact date since back then there was a huge delay when the episodes aired in the UK and in Canada. My math teacher kept talking about this sci-fi show and he kept talking about it and it piqued my interest a little. Eventually I was flipping channels (or actually I think this was when you still went to that channel that scrolled through all the stations and showed what was on) and saw Doctor Who was about to be on so I thought 'oh hey. I should check this out!' and put it on. So... that very first episode I saw was 4x12: Stolen Earth... yeah. To say I was confused is an understatement, but 16-year-old me was so intrigued by the characters and setting. The tall, dark-haired man in a suit that said funny things, the creepy robotic voices coming from the transmission, planets in the sky!?, and I could feel there was lots of context I was missing out on. Therefore, after watching Journey's End the following week, I borrowed series 1-4 from the library and was completely caught up by the time The Next Doctor aired. I actually think I started with series 2 not understanding the regeneration thing, but I got there in the end.

I remember when Matt Smith was announced as the next Doctor. (17-year-old me was smitten (and I still am)). I was in grade 12 when Eleventh Hour came out, and I immediately liked his Doctor. I loved the new opening titles, and as soon as he said 'basically run' I was sold to him being the Doctor. By the Pandorica speech in the season finale he became my favourite Doctor. I remember seeing the series 6 premiere with my family and we were all freaking out. I also saw the 50th anniversary special at the movie theatre in 3D!

Fast forward 3 years to Time of the Doctor, I was not ready for him to go. I cried. To this day I still can't watch the behind the scenes stuff for that special.

I couldn't connect to Capaldi in series 8 and I stopped watching the show before the end of that series. Over the years I heard bits of information about what happened over the years.... I remember not being sure about a girl being the Doctor at the time since I also was uneasy about Missy... and then last summer I saw a clip with David Tennant returning and I went '...what!?'. And that re-sparked my interest because WHY is he back!? So I've been rewatching the show from series 1 to current since July 2023 and getting myself all caught up. I saw the 60th specials and Church on Ruby Road, but I'm still working through the Flux season currently, and I regret not watching the show over the years. Capaldi became my second favourite Doctor by the end of his run (I cried just as much as when Matt regenerated), and Jodie is a lot of fun so far There's still a few surprises in her run that I've managed to avoid spoilers about, so I'm looking forward to this last stretch.

That's the end of my story.... but fun tidbit, I got the rest of my family into the show. Their first episode was Silence in the Library.

I especially like that your teacher got you interested in it! I can't imagine Stolen Earth/Journey's End being your introduction to the show; that would have been so weird and so confusing for me. I'm super impressed you decided to catch up and watch the show! It's no surprise you were/are smitten with Matt Smith's Doctor. I'm the same way, especially the older I get. How can you not love him? He was absolutely magical. I got my whole family into the show, too! They loved Silence in the Library, but I remember I actually got my parents interested first with Blink, but I realized my siblings liked it when I saw them watching Fear Her with enthusiasm. This show is so much fun. Thank you for sharing! Loved this.

[eshtaresht]

GUYS GUYS I CAN'T KSODKLSOSL!!!1!!1LKDKJ;;S !!!l1JK!::kKD;P SOSKSLSPSODS A;SDOKDLAD I CAN'T EVEN FORM WORDS

spoilers for ep 12 (and a bit for trigun in general) and my overexited ramblings under the cut

you know an episode will be good when where's no opening

so, the twins are meant to be characterized straightforward in every anime adaptation, ig. it's not bad, but the manga twists their personalities 180° and it adds SO MUCH nuance (I'll talk about this at length some day)

tbh I had to pause for laughter when knives was YEETED outta the gate (I have sense of humor of a five year old)

everybody already said everything, but still. OG HAIR COMEBACK OMG AHRAHAAKFJDlahjddjha!!!!!!!! ;!!! ;! and not only hair, but the whole characterization this episode was much closer to trimax vash, and not just sadboy depressive bbg

MERYL/REM PARALLELS LETS GOOOO!!! like, I guessed this would happen, but the visuals, the tension and pure GRATITUDE in vash's voice when he was able to break free from his mental prison... we're eating good

speaking of eating, I CAN'T get over that moment when vash deadass BIT KNIVES. that's peak sibling behavior, he's literally fighting tooth and nail over there

also mashwood is so real tonight!! love love love meryl&nico interactions in stampede, they barely spoke to each other in other versions! and the look of relief on vash's face when he sees nico skedaddling away with meryl!!! he's so glad that they're gonna be okay and that nico made the right choice and came back to help, if briefly. interstingly, he was able to remember everyone, but after the explosion at the end he still lost his memory.

and THE WINGS, DUDE!!!! it gives the finale of trimax, when they both had only one wing left..... still missing feathers, but I love the diversity with knives's, eh... knives, and vash's energy/void or whatever that is, I support it

he's so pathetic even when he looks cool, homeboy had NO control when he used his wing for the first time... cudos for learning new powers on the spot tho

ow ow ow that scene with the military hurt... and he couldn't even save them!

"why are you like that, vash?" "I'm vash the stampede" "IT'S BEEN OVER A CENTURY AND THIS IS THE BEST YOU COULD CAME UP WITH" same here, knives, he's hopeless. I anticipated that moment, but it probably hits even hard for stampede onlys

angel arm!!! tho it's not that angelic now... how are we gonna call it? I take suggestions. rip arm and coat, I feel like we'll actually get a more trimax leaning design next season!

to all the ppl (myself included) who wanted to see vash cry properly... are you happy? ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY??? after the last episode, after all the mental torture knives put him through, vash still doesn't want to hurt him and, just like knives, can't handle the distance between them.......... I am inconsolable. and as much as knives wanted to break vash, it hurts him so much to see those tears irl....... but he just can't stop, because they're both SO FUCKING STUBBORN and it already took to much to get there and he just can't. stop. now.

"nai is dead, you killed him" first of all, *sounds of screaming crying throwing up*. second of all, his name is million knives, vash, stop deadnaming your brother/j

the death scene itself.... oh it's soo good and yummy. I know this mf isn't fully dead and conrad will fix him, but still. he can have a second death of self as a treat

btw, gotta adress my earlier theory about "happy birthday" being metaphorical. no, it is in fact July 21st, and tristamp lasted about two months in universe. still pretty hard for me to believe, it felt five times shorter due to the pacing. but it is what it is: I'm esht and I was wrong, I'm singing the esht wrong song

and just as I thought this would be the end of it, WE GOT A FLASH FORWARD THAT HAD BASICALLY EVERYTHING WE WERE HOPING FOR AND MORE

RAISED BOUNTY! MERYL GIRLBOSSIFICATION!! a hint at insurance society (tho that was more of a threat and she's still a journalist). MILLY CONFIRMATION!!! ERIKS' LACK OF ARM AND AMNESIA!!!! EARTH FLEET AND CHRONICA!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!

IT'S GONNA BE GOOD SEASON 2 IS GONNA BE EVEN BETTER I CAN FEEL IT IN MY BONE MARROW