#and he wss still just a kid when this happened

[blinkinbrothershark]

Things In Newsies Live I Think About A Lot #2

During 'Carrying The Banner' you can see the newsies jumping around, playing with eachother etc, etc. One of my favourite examples was that if you look in the background, you can see a line of newsies all chasing after eachother before they all move towards the front of the stage to dance.

(I know this isn't the greatest picture of it, but it'll have to do.)

I'm not sure why this has stuck with me as long as it has, but something about this specific part is just so memorable to me.

I don't really know why, but this scene in particular has always sort of been a pretty big reminder at how young the newsies truly were. Like, this is a fairly fast paced scene with plently of movement and energy, and who do you normally associate with high levels of energy? Children.

And in life the majority of these newsies would have been 10-13 years of age. Kid Blink (strike leader and inspiration for Jack Kelly in the musical) was only ~16 years old, and he would have been a lot older than many other newsboys and newgirls in his time.

This might be a strange take on the scene, but it has been gnawing on the inside of my brain for ages, so now you all get to hear about it too.

[reineydraws]

had to draw this to understand the way i feel about him now that the manga's ended. 🥲 on that note: if you like hawks and his ending, maybe don't read my tags lol. it's not bashing (imo) but they're not v nice. 😅

bg + unobstructed pose under the cut!

his expression's a lil different 'cuz i only changed the merged layer, all the lighting effects already flattened onto it. 💀 alas.

[trikru111]

I really liked this movie, I don't usually like this genre or this kind of movie but Julia Roberts did an amazing job doing this character.

It seemed like she was really into it and if i didn't know any better I'd think that she wss the real Erin Brockovich.

It was really beautiful because it showed that even if you are a single mother you can still do your job efficiently and it showed that if I man can do it then so can a woman and it was really inspirational because it was just, it showed the real side of society in a way and honestly the guy that rode a harley and had a beard I don't remember his name he was really supportive even though she like they didn't talk a lot or that she always dumped the kids for him to look after and she was always busy with work and always came back late but he was still around until he left and then she went back to him and because he's such a nice person he agreed to still look after her kids which was really beautiful and it showed that not all men are horrible and it was really beautiful.

And I know I still don't remember that fat guy's name I'm not like I don't want to body shame him but I just don't remember his name he was really sweet like in the beginning he was such an asshole but honestly I really started to like him when he bought her that car because then she could take her kids places and many other stuff.

Also the fact that she went to every single door and talked to those people that were sick because of the hexavalent chromium that was in the water and got to know every single one and how they were sick and who was sick and their family members and that was a lot of work and she memorized every single thing about the plaintiffs was really really really inspirational and it was mind-blowing like how can someone remember 600 plaintiffs by heart like it's really really impressive.

And the fact that this movie was based on a true story just blows my mind because this actually happened in real life like this is not made up which is really beautiful and the real Erin Brockovich is just straight up amazing.

Overall this movie was a 10/10 and it's definitely going on my top 10 movies ❤️

[tkblythofficial]

OMG you said the thing I wanted to point out but didn't out of fear of being misunderstood.

Still the psychologist here and I noticed the same thing you did regarding J. The thing is, prior to Tbosas I didn't know her or T at all, so when I saw their interview I shit you not the first thing I thought was that T and R were either together or were going to get together eventually, and I was 100% sure of it.

When I found out she was currently dating it kinda of dampen that mood for me because of obvious reasons, but whenever I watched R and J together he always seemed so blase about her all the time.

Her instagram is filled of pics of him, she's always the one touching him, being vocal about them while he always appears to be uninterested most of the time.

I don't want to be unfair and make assumptions (says that while making assumptions) but she seems to poor so much more into their relationship than he does, he just seems avoidant most of the time. Yes, my perception might be off because we don't know what happens behind the scenes, but those are the vibes I get.

And whenever J is with T he gives off this kind of thing that I'm still unable to read but makes me wonder whether or not he's that ok with R and him being close.

I’m going to call you Psych Anon from now on lol

Me too! I kept up with R during the WSS tour then became more a casually fan during Shazam and kept with her again during TBOSAS tour.

I saw TikToks that she was dating her costar and I was like “her and T? That makes sense! Good for them!” then I found out it was J and I couldn’t believe it lol. I was like “she’s dating Chino from WSS? Why?”

After finding out she was dating J, I rewatched her and T in interviews and my first thought was “yeah her and T aren’t together…but this has potential to go somewhere.” I felt that way immediately and it still hasn’t changed.

Another thing I noticed was T matches her theater kid energy really well. He’s very chill but playfully with her whereas J is chill but not playful and avoids her. Almost like he’s too good to feed into her chaotic energy.

J seems uninterested a lot of the time tbh. He’s okay with interviews with just T or H, but when it’s him, T and R - J is clearly uncomfortable, “grouchy” and distant. I think he’s cool with T but more so because he has no choice? Like keep my friends close but enemies closer vibe? I think he genuinely likes T but feels threatened and insecure around him also.

Did you see R + J Christmas photo last year? It pissed me off. To me this photo symbolizes their relationship perfectly:

[toytulini]

new cure for migraines: just bonk your head on a metal beam pretty hard, apparently?

(THIS IS A JOKE DO NOT DO THIS)(as in the reccomendation is a joke. this joke however was sparked by me having a migraine all day today at work and then near the end of my shift accidentally hitting my head on a metal beam and then i didnt have a migraine anymore. wild lol)

[xriff-raffx]

Do Over - Chapter 1

Well after some serious procrastination here is Chapter 1

Also I should mention this is an AU Riff fic that takes place the year after the events of WSS. 

Masterlist Chapter 1: Funny Kid

I put the last dish away on the shelf of our small kitchen, it will definitely take some getting used to but mama always said New York was one of the great cities. I sent Jo to the drug store on the corner so I could finish unpacking without her constant questioning. I love her but the 6 year age gap between us at times felt more like a century. Still I’m glad she has a distraction, no doubt she’d be home soon with more candy although she seemed to be taking longer than usual today. 

Grabbing the broom, I begin to hum to myself as a sweep up some of the dirt from the move. I hear the door to the apartment open behind me, “Did ya get lost or something?” I ask still sweeping up. 

“Something like that,” Jo says chuckling. I turn around and see she is not alone.

“Uh hi,” says the boy next to her. I stared for a moment taking in his appearance, he was tall and thin but still muscular, his clothes were covered in dirt and tears. He had his arms decorated with different tattoos and his hands were covered in bruises and cuts. I must have looked surprised because he cleared his throat causing my eyes to dart up to his face, finally meeting eye to eye. He’s definitely closer to my age so what was he doing with Jo. 

“This is Riff,” Jo said gesturing to the stranger next to her. Riff didn’t take his eyes off me. I could feel my cheeks turning red as he started to smirk and look me over. 

“It’s rude to stare,” he said casually walking further into the apartment before taking a seat on the couch. I looked as Jo who just smiled and watched him make himself at home in our new place. 

Jo turned to me, “I ran into Riff at Doc’s. There were these guys there and they wouldn’t let me inside the store.” 

I took a step towards her, “What do you mean?”

Jo took a deep breath, “Well when I was walking to Doc’s, these guys started following me and asking me questions because they hadn’t seen me before. It started out pretty normal, but then their questions stopped being nice.” A lump in my throat appeared as I watched Jo look down at the ground. 

I could feel my face getting hot with anger, “What happened?” I said with a little more force than I meant to. 

Our guest, who had been watching us intently from the couch, stood up, “Let’s just say it wasn’t anything a kid like her should be around.” He took a step closer and looked at me and I felt my fists clenching at his words. He seemingly noticed and his tone changed slightly softer, “Don’t worry though, she wont be bothered by those clowns again.” He walked past me to the kitchen and leaned on the counter cooly, “I took care of it.” A smirk back on his face now.

“Well thanks I guess,” I said crossing my arms before turning back to where Jo stood smiling. “You know how many times I’ve told you not to talk to strangers, this is exactly why,” I say letting my anger show in my tone. 

Jo sighed, “how do you expect me to meet anyone in this city if I’m not allowed to talk to anyone?” Rolling her eyes, Jo walked to the fridge and grabbed out two apples, passing one to Riff and having a bite of the other. 

I rubbed my eyes in frustration, “Do you have any idea what could have happened? You can’t just talk to any guy you see on the street, they could be dangerous!” Jo went quiet and began to look at her hands, a nervous tick she’s had since she was a child. 

“She’s right ya know,” Riff said talking a bite of his apple, “Those guys are bad news, you don’t wanna be talking to the likes of them.” He replied smugly, the smirk returning to his face. He looked between Jo and I before letting out a sigh. “Well it’s been fun girls but uh I got some business to attend to,” he began to make his way to the door until I stepped in front of him, surprising myself. 

“You can’t just walk away after helping my sister,” I said looking up at him, a smile appeared on his face, clearly surprised at my words. “Can I at least take a look at that for you?” I asked gesturing to his bleeding hands, “I have a first aid bag in the bathroom. Jo will you get it?” I asked not breaking eye contact with the handsome stranger. Jo disappeared down the hall to the bathroom. I turned around and pulled out a chair at the kitchen table, gesturing him to do the same. 

He smirked, “so I guess it’s not much of a choice then” he stated taking a seat. 

I looked at him and smiled slightly, “Well it’s the least I can do after you saved my sister.” I don’t know why my hands were starting to sweat, this guy was making me nervous. I looked away feeling my face start to flush again at the prolonged eye contact. 

Jo returned throwing the bag onto the table, “I think I’m going to go into the shower,” she said to no one in particular, I hummed in response grabbing the bag and opening it. “Thanks again, Riff” she said with a smile before hopping down the hall. 

Riff looked at her smiling, “she’s a good kid, funny ya know.” I smiled at his response before grabbing his hand. 

I turned his hands over and started to clean the large gash on his palm, he winced slightly but returned to his normal state quickly. “Thank you for saving her,” I said quietly. 

Riff shrugged, “hey no problem, I hate seeing those guys mess with kids - it’s not right. We all have rules.” I nodded taking in his words, burrowing my eyebrows in confusion. 

I looked up at him, “what do you mean by we?” I asked.

He exhaled slightly, “I should probably tell ya, those guys were in a gang called The Cobras.” I felt the colour drain from my face. 

“A gang?” I squeaked out, sounding more scared than I had hoped. I cleared my throat and started to bandage his hand, “Is that common? Like gangs around here?” I asked, focusing fully on his hand. 

“You could say that,” he said, you could feel his eyes on you. You looked up to meet his gaze, suddenly realizing the lack of space between you. “So,” I swallowed hard, “are you in a gang?” I asked not really wanting to know the answer. 

“I ain’t no Cobra, if that’s what yer asking” He responded, the smirk back on his face as he leaned back on the chair. “My guys don’t mess with kids, we gotta code ya know.” 

I laughed slightly, “you don’t seem like the gang type.” 

He visibly stiffened at my words, taking his hand out of my grasp her stood up quickly, “What does that mean?” he said sternly, wiping the smile off my face. His expression changed from before, once a playful look now dark. “How did you expect a gang member to be?” 

I stood up slowly, “I just meant because you saved Jo”. I turned away from him looking towards the empty hallway. 

I felt his hand grab my chin gently and turn my face to look at him. “Like I said I have a code,” his eyes bored into mine, searching for something. “Besides those Cobras had it comin’. They’ve been coming into our territory and stirring up trouble.” He let go of me and turned away, I felt myself let go of the breath I didn’t realize I was holding. Riff made his way towards the door, “No one will bother your sister again though, that’s a guarantee.”

He reached for the handle, “Wait!” I almost yelled. He smirked again, turning around to face me. “When can I see you again?” I asked. Where did this confidence come from? 

He laughed lowly “You wanna see me again?” His smirk was plastered on his face again and his words were laced with arrogance, “I’m sure I can make that happen girly girl.” He winked and opened the door walking down the stairs of the apartment. 

Oh god what just happened.

[xxgothchatonxx]

Okay darlings, I saw the new West Side Story film today and I have Things (they’re all good) to say. So, I’m a massive musical theatre nerd, I was basically raised on them, and I did see WSS once on stage when I was a kid and I’ve seen the movie a few times. While it’s not really one that I’ve seen over and over again, I do really appreciate it, I adore the music, the dancing is awesome- so I was really excited to see this remake. 

After seeing the absolute trainwrecks that were Les Miserables and Cats (the latter being a much bigger trainwreck, obviously) I can safely say... thank god, this movie didn’t suck. 

Ok, so here’s the things I loved:

The music! Oh my god, the music sounded AMAZING!

The dancing was so tight- ok, it’s not like the original choreography, but I think that’s good. Not dissing the original choreography - it’s iconic for a reason - but this new choreography was so great and really set this apart from the original film. 

They. Didn’t. Cast. A-list. Actors. With. Little. To. No. Musical. Experience. For. Marketing. Purposes... they cast actors who knew what the fuck they were doing... they cast musical theatre actors for a musical movie. THANK GOD! And I would love to see these actors in other films, not just musical films. Mike Faist was so good at making me love-and-hate Riff, Ariana DeBose... *throws the Oscar at her*, and I’m sorry that was Rachel Zegler’s FILM DEBUT?! WOW! Also those guys in Gee, Officer Krupke were so good! And Anybodys?! Holy shit?! Talk about a scene-stealer! 

Cool. So, Cool is my favourite WSS musical number. I love that song so damn much. So, you can imagine my surprise when it didn’t happen after the rumble, but before the rumble... but I didn’t care, that was a very creative switch-up. Because now you’ve got Tony saying “just play it cool” and then ten minutes later THAT happens, so nice bit of foreshadowing there. Also holy shit, Ansel can dance! Look I’m not that oblivious, I know about the allegations but from what I heard from people on the ‘net I was pleasantly surprised at how good he was. 

That scene with Anita and the Jets is still horrific to watch but I’m relieved that they changed it so the Jet girls weren’t just sitting back and cheering them on! Seriously, that always bothered me! So to see them actively try to stop those creeps was a very welcome change. 

This film looks gorgeous. See, this is a gritty and realistic musical movie done right *glares at Tom Hooper* because it looks like a real place but it’s still got that epic scale to it. The lightning was beautiful, the shots were so damn good, and you really felt like you were in this world. 

Rita. Moreno. Need I say more? 

My problems:

It dragged a bit... yeah I know it’s WSS and it’s a long show but yeah. 

...yeah that’s my only problem! The film made me remember why I love musicals so much, and why I loved watching musical movies as a kid. I’m so glad I finally got to see it. 

I give it 9/10 (taking a point off for the dragging but that’s a very minor issue I have) 

[naki-taki]

Do I wanna know?

Pairing: Eustass Kid x Reader

Scenario: A battle of bands were you expose to Kid your feelings in front of everyone in the most subtle way or that's what you want to think.

Warnings: a mini paragraph with smut, bit if you find something tell me!

The creak of the big doors of the Newgate's club got your attention from the invitation, as you entered with your band your nerves started to get the worst of you. Why wouldn't you be nervous? It was the final round of the battle of the bands.

Out of fifty bands, only the best five had the opportunity to compete for the last three spots in the final battle, the battle of The Pirate King. Well known for the great band of the greatest singer Gol D. Roger, who was sadly retired because of a voice damage.

Your group went to the backstage with the rest of the bands. You were impatient and stressed not because of the battle obviously you were but you couldn't bring yourself to admit it but because of him.

He was going to see you. YOU were going to see him. After all the things you went through. After your broken heart watching him kiss and looking Bonney with adoration, an adoration that was never in his eyes after all those nights spent together. After all the tears you had to see him for first time again on this day.

"Welcome everyone body! Tonight in the New World, one of the greatest club ever we are going to have the final round! FUFUFUFUFU" Donquixote Doflamingo announced with his tipical grin.

"Sadly forty-five of the bands lost and we got left the final five. All of this bands are part of the worst generation. SO LETS GIVE SOME CLAPS FOR OUR FIRST PARTICIPANT, THE HEART BREAKRS!!" that was the announcement of the start of the battle and it was sealed at the moment that Law put his feet on the stage.

"For the one's that are not informed tonight we have a cover battle! Each band was secretly informed the genre or the band they have to make a cover of and the best one wins!" eagerly said Shanks.

Music started to play on the back and you started to get more nervous. At least you haven't crossed paths with Eustass but that changed after Law finished. When he entered in the backstage and went straight to talk to you Kid passed near and "accidentally" pushed the surgeon of death looking you directly at your eyes. Giving you again those mixed messages like when you confessed your love for him.

You sighed and went with Johnny and Yosaku to talk about anything to make you forget what was happening. They made so great the job lf distracting you that you didn't notice when the Strawhats, Kid's and Hawkins' bands passed.

"And for the last band we have the Hunters! With (y/n) as a lead singer! SO LET'S GIVE THEM A CLAP! FUFUFUFUFU" you nearly choke on air as you heard Doflamingo's announcement. You weren't ready. "DAMN IT I'M NOT READY" Minoruba screamed. "Well me neither! So shout up and get in there to play the drums!" Johnny kicked Minoruba.

"Good night people! We are the Hunters and tonight we are going to cover Do I wanna know by Artic Monkeys! Please enjoy" you shakily comment. A sigh escape from your soft lips and the guys started to play the melody with their own spice.

How many secrets can you keep?

'Cause there's this tune I found

That makes me think of you somehow

And I play it on repeat

Until I fall asleep

Spilling drinks on my settee

Your soft voice recite the well known lyrics as your eyes traveled over the silent crowd to find his eyes. When you knew you had to cover Artic Monkeys and that he was going to be there you automatically chose the song.

So you searched for Kid to find that last flame that was going to make you win because so many years harvesting this love for him weren't going to be a waste you had to make it clear. At least they were going to be useful now because so many nights replaying his songs to listen his voice again, so many nights yearning a heart that wasn't yours and all your feelings and so many nights seeking again for his touch were going to be your fuel.

-Do I want to know?-

If this feeling flows both ways

-Sad to see you go-

Was sort of hoping that you'd stay

-Baby, we both know-

That the nights were mainly made

For saying things that you can't say tomorrow day

Your mind wandered to the memories of him. Memories of you being pressed against the cold wall, with sweat rolling down the valley of your breast while Kid was groaning in pleasure as he rammed into your wet pussy. Memories of you being pulled by your hair as he fucked you senseless. Memories of how the next day if you met with him and the guys he would act as if you barely knew yet he knew you better than anyone.

The crowd started to clap. Your friends in the crowd started to sing. Killer and the boys started to whistle because they knew about your, not so subtle for them, intentions and they knew the real feelings of Kid. They know that Bonney was just there to get you out of his heart and his mind. They knew that you were going to make his mind go havoc.

Crawling back to you

Ever thought of calling

When you've had a few?

Because I always do

Maybe I'm too busy being yours

To fall for somebody new

Now I've thought it through

Crawling back to you

Your hands were trembling over the microphone and your heart was aching. As a Sad to see you go, was sort of hoping that you'd stay left your shaking lips your eyes met his and you started remembering the last night you were together and that lonely morning when you saw her in his arms. And then the past nights when he told you that he wanted you, how you always fell on his bed even he told you that was the last time.

You were close to crying, so you closed your eyes until Yosaku leaned on your back and the sound of the bass and the guitar got stronger. You opened your eyes again and looked to Yosaku understanding his message 'This is your moment not his' so you sang with all your might, with all your confusion, sadness and love. With the biggest smile on your face and looked to the crowd again. Eyes locked with Kid's, never showing fear nor weakness you said:

-Do I wanna know-

Do you want me crawling back to you?

You let a sigh escape your mouth as you finished. With your left hand you swiped your sweaty forehead. There was no room for your thoughts just for the cheering screams of the crowd. You felt relieved and turned around to hug your band.

"So to finish the night! We are going to tell you the winners!" Shanks shaked the black envelope "So... In third place... THE HEART BREAKRS!!" Screams echoed around the club. "On second place we have the Hunters!" you froze. Yosaku started to jump with Minoruba and Johnny hugged/lift you up. "And on first place... THE STRAWHATS!"

When the announcement finished you went backstage alone while the guys went to party with the rest of the winners, you weren't on the mood to party so you wanted an alone time. You opened the door to your room and when you light it up strong arms snaked on your waist.

You punched the owner on his face. You punched him hard, like really hard and you were going to strike again until he talked. "Fuck. I never thought you could punch so hard. Dammit I didn't even thought you could punch"

"OH SHIT SORRY! I-I...I... It wasn't my intention! You scared the living shit out of me" you took his face on your hands and inspected it.

"I'm fine" he murmured and you were still engrossed on his face. "If you want to watch me I'm fine but at least so it after I'm done talking to you, weirdo!" He slightly pushed you with blush on his face. "Congrats you were awesome out there..."

If you didn't knew him you would though it wss because he was into you but you knew he was ashamed of saying that out loud. "ummm thanks, you too? No, no, you too! It wasn't a question, you know what i meant! You shaked hard your head.

"Hell I do, that's why I came here" he got closer to you if that was even possible "You think you can come and sing that looking straight into my soul after ignoring me for days without consequences? Doll you should know better" he pushed you against the wall and kissed you hard.

"This feel float both ways. I just didn't want to..." you kissed him shutting him up. He laughed "eager, are we? I missed you too" his hands slipped in your pants, touching your womanhood and you moaned. You were going to let him take you now and there.

"Hey Cap! Come on to party-.... With us..." Minoruba opened the door with Johnny on his back. "uh never mind i see you're... busy..."

"Well not anymore, you damn cock blocker" You sighed and composed yourself. "let's go. If I'm not going to enjoy my time, I won't let you enjoy yours!"

[nautiscarader]

Nautiscader's Wendip Week 2021 - Day 2, say something

Melody asks Wendy and Dipper a favour. Will they prove her right in choosing them?

(Ao3)

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- Okay, here's the baby formula, here are the spare clothes, here's his favourite toy. - Agu. - It's called Agu. - Melody continued - At least this week it is, I think. He cannot talk yet.

Melody smiled and dragged her finger across her son's belly, causing him to giggle.

- Now, don't take this the wrong way, guys - Melody addressed her babysitters - I would usually ask Mabel and Pacifica, but since they are out of town, you are kinda my last hope. Are you sure you can do that?

Wendy Corduroy and Dipper Pines exchanged confident looks and nodded, giving Melody wide smiles.

- Don't worry, Melody, Shaun will be fine. - Wendy replied with a warm smile and took the chubby boy into her arms. - Yeah, I’ve helped Mabel babysitting, and Wendy obviously has tons of experience. - Dipper reassured her.

Melody gave each of them one last look, as if she was making final decision of which shirt to buy and returned the smile they gave her.

- Alright. We should be back by 7.

She leaned and gave her son one last hug.

- You won't cause too much trouble with Wendy and Dipper, will you, Shaun?

The baby waved his arms and replied and answer only he could understand. Melody jumped in place when she hear the car horn outside.

- Okay, take care of him! Call me if something happens!

And with that, she stormed out of Mystery Shack, leaving the two teenagers with a gruelling task.

- He does look like them, doesn't he? - That's how babies work, dork. - Wendy joked back - But yeah, he sure is Melody and Soos' son.

Shaun reached for his rattle and brought it to his mouth, prompting a fast reaction from both of them.

- No, that's not food. It's not plastic enough for food nowadays. - Wendy spoke, pushing the rattle away, much to Shaun's sadness. - Here, take this. - Dipper handed him a bottle of milk. - You-you know how to use it, right?

And Shaun answered that by chomping his baby lips around the rubber, eagerly sucking the milk.

- I think we make a pretty good team. - Wendy said, and the two high-fived each other and leaned on the counter. - Yeah, Mabel told me all about those times she had to make sure the baby is fine, as if it could spontaneously disappear or combust.

The two burst into laughter, and turned around to check on the baby, their voices silenced in an instant.

- Where is he?! - Dipper yelled - He-he was there! - Wendy pointed to the Shaun-less counter, still with all of his toys and empty bottle of milk.  

The two began frantically looking around, first to the floor, then to the doors and windows, and to their rising horror, Shaun was nowhere to be found.

Wendy grabbed a rattle and using it as a lure shook it to catch Shaun's attention, but up to no avail.

- Okay, how fast can babies crawl? - Dipper asked, opening one by one each barrel full of toys sold at the Shack.

In his mind, he tried his best to estimate where on Earth could Shaun disappear, and whether they should alert everyone in ten-mile radius.

But fortunately for them, one single "ding" solved their problem.

Wendy and Dipper turned their head towards the vending machine and saw baby Shaun standing in the elevator, though they only caught a glimpse of him when the door closed.

- No! - they both shouted and ran towards the shaft, but not until it closed completely. - How-How did he open the door? - Er, I'm gonna assume that "Tehees", "Doggy-dogs" and "NGC 7619 Galaxies" are his parents' favourite snacks? Cos that's what the combination matches...

Dipper furiously retyped the code and paced in place, waiting for elevator to come back up, hoping Shaun would still be there. But if the previous minutes have taught him anything is that children are far less predictable than he thought.

Dipper and Wendy stormed into the empty elevator and began riding down, dreading what could have happened with Shaun.

- Please tell me that Ford locked his lab... - Wendy spoke, after hiding her face in her hands. - Well, he usually does.

The elevator door opened, and their hearts sank again. This time he didn't. The two rushed into the underground lab, truly unsure what they could find inside. In front of them were vast rows of tables and bookcases, each containing, as they supposed, one of Ford's new experiments...

The two split up on both sides of the aisle, checking each and every box, crate and anything vaguely dangerous Shaun could have crawled into.

- Uh! Come on, where are you? - Dipper barked, unable to locate him. - I thought you've said that you've helped Mabel deal with kids! - Well... - Dipper's voice lowered down - Like, once. But what about you? I thought you knew how to handle babies! - I did not sign up for babies crawling into labs, dude! she barked back - You have three brothers! - Dipper exclaimed - Didn't they do stupid stuff? - YEAH, BUT MY MOM WAS ALWAYS THERE! - Wendy exploded and hid her face in her hands.

Any response Dipper had was stuck in his throat, as he watched her wipe away her tears she exploded into.

- Wendy... I'm- - She's always been there. - she continued - Like, I helped and stuff, especially with little Gus, but she still did the most... And Dad's always been there too, so... I wasn't that useful, really...

Her voice cracked, as she spoke, unable to meet her friend's eyes.  

- But then you called and... and I knew you needed help as well, so I knew what to do...

Dipper shied away and reached his hand to console her.

- Look, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done it. But we must find Shaun. - You're right. - she sniffed. - Agu!

At the sound of his voice, Dipper and Wendy jolted in place, frantically looking around, unable to locate the sound of the voice.

- Shaun?! Shaun! - Wendy shouted, getting familiar babbling in response. - Uh, W-Wendy...

Dipper tapped her shoulder, and pointed to the far-away end of the lab. Wendy gasped when she saw Shaun crawling on the top of flimsy-looking stack of books, reaching his hands to grab a model of a space-ship, dangling from the ceiling.

At the same time, Dipper and Wendy did the same thing. They've launched themselves, just as the stack of books lost all integrity, and baby Shaun fell.

Shaun was about to hit the other Shelf, but a pillow thrown by Dipper bounced him to the other side - evidently, it wasn't just filled with feathers.

Shaun fell into a box that Wendy caught, but as she looked inside - he wasn't there, and leapt from a second one, right next to her.

As she somersaulted through the air, Dipper tried catching him with a long net... and only succeeded by making him fly for another two minutes, as he wss now sporting wings.

Wings, which he lost when he passed through what looked like a UV light, but not before tearing the net apart.

But as he was about to slam into the ground, four arms reached out, grabbing him safely.

For an agonisingly long while, piercing silence fell, as Dipper and Wendy awaited some response from Shaun.

The baby looked at them, wearing the same baffled look, though without the dash of horror Wendy and Dipper sported.

- Shaun? Shaun! - Wendy gently took him in her arms. - Ugh, I wish he could say something! Hasn't Ford made a baby translator, or something? - Dida!

The two turned on the spot and watched as little Shaun babbled and pointed towards Dipper.

- Wait, what did you say? - Di-da! Di-da! - Shaun repeated eagerly - I think he means "Dipper"... - Wendy smiled, shedding another tear. - You think so, Wendy? - We-wy! We-wy!

Wendy gasped, and put her hands over mouth.

- That's-that's how Gus used to call me too...

She took him once more in her arms and giggled with him, hoping to get another rendition of her name. But the baby babbled "Agu" again, pointing to the spaceship model.

- Yeah, alright, have another Agu.

Dipper reached and, after checking if it didn't have any sharp edges, gave the flying saucer to Shaun.

- Let's get you back up... - Wendy, listen, I'm- - I know, dude. - Wendy cut him off - I didn't take it seriously enough as well..

With his new toy in his stubby arms, Shaun babbled in Wendy's arms, as the three got back in the elevator and rode up.

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- Okay, should give two burps now.

Wendy read the instructions, watching as Dipper held Shaun in his arms. He gently tapped his back, and to his amusement, received two small burps.

- Hey, it worked! - At least that's comforting...

The doorbell rang again, this time welcoming Melody back, as the businesswoman rushed back to see her baby back. Warm smile appeared on her face when she saw Shaun in Dipper's arms and she walked to take him back.

- Oh, Shaun, I've missed you so much... - L-Look, Melody!

Wendy and Dipper grabbed the little Shaun and proudly lifted him towards her, as if she has never seen her own child.

- Di-da! We-Wy! - He-he talks now! - Dipper exclaimed - A bit.

Melody's eyes brightened and shone with tears, as she took her son back into her arms.

- Oh, I'm so proud of you! Wait until your dad hears about it. - she gave Wendy and Dipper warm smile - You two have done really good job.

At the same time, Dipper and Wendy shared nervous looks, and as they both felt something churning in their stomach, they decided to come clear.

- Melody, look... the thing is... - We didn't. We turned our backs for a second, and... he just disappeared. - And he got into Ford's lab, and...   - And all the hell broke loose! - We... we failed you.

Dipper and Wendy awaited Melody's reaction, watching as she listened to their confession.

- Yeah, but that's what usually happens. Did he activate the copying machine again? - No, but- - Wait, what?

Melody smiled.

- Yeah, Mabel and Paz didn't have much luck with him as well. - she giggled. - You had to see their faces when there were fifteen of Shauns to take care of! One was only in black-and-white, it ran out of colour. It's a good thing those copies are destroyed when wet... Quite easy for babies, if you know what I mean.

Dipper and Wendy listened to her surprisingly nonchalant speech, as she continued to toy with her son's belly.  

- Well, I guess you've got a test for when you'll be parents.  

The two teenagers looked at each other, both sporting a deeply crimson blush on their faces, as they both rushed to deny any such possibility for a long time.

- Want to do something else and never talk about that? - Agree.

And the two jumped onto the sofa, ready to watch a movie in complete silence for once.

[leossmoonn]

Tongue Tied [Peter Parker]

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pairing - Peter Parker x fem!reader

type - fluff, lil angst 

note - hey, guys! this is my first peter parker imagine. enjoy! also i know this sucks lol i promise ill have another peter one out to reedem myself.

summary - peter is in love with you and struggles to ask you out.

warnings - harrassment. i just wanted to put it as a warning in case.

P.S. also im gonna use random names for the sake of the story. itll make sense when you read lol

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Peter stared in awe as you solved the problem at the board.

“She’s so smart,” he muttered.

“And you are so whipped, bro,” his friend, MJ, laughed.

Peter glared at her, his cheeks burning a bright red. “I am not.”

“You kinda are,” his other friend, Ned, said.

Peter ignored them and kept staring at you. You turned back from the board, putting the cap on to your expo marker.

“Thank you, Miss L/n. Take notes, guys. This type of problem will be on your final exam,” the teacher said.

You smiled and went back to your seat, which happened to be next to Peter.

“Hey, Y-y/n,” he said. You turned to him, your eyes locking with his.

“Hey, Pete,” you smiled.

He stared at you again. He couldn’t help it. He was just so in love with you. He didn’t know if it was the way you giggled after he told a joke, the fact that you’re popular, but you still became friends with him and his friends, or that you always knew the answer to each question in class. You were just this amazing, beautiful, intelligent girl to him.

“Hey, Pete, you’re drooling again,” MJ nugded his shoulder.

You chuckled as Peter apologized, obviously embarrassed.

“It’s okay. So, what’s up?” You asked.

“I just wanted to, uh, say good job on solving that problem,” he said.

You smiled, “Thank you. I’ve been studying like crazy.”

“You don’t need to study. You’re the smartest girl I know,” Peter smiled.

“Thank you, Peter. But I think MJ is the smartest one here,” you said. MJ scoffed and shook her head.

“For once, I’m going to have to agree with Parker,” MJ said.

You widened your eyes. You were genuinely surpised. You thought MJ was the smartest girl you’ve ever met.

“Thanks, MJ,” you smiled.

“No problem, Y/n,” she smiled back.

The bell rang, signaling class was over and it wss time for lunch.

“See you guys later,” you waved and left for the cafeteria to see some other friends.

“You gonna ask her out soon?” Ned asked.

Peter scoffed while putting his binders into his backpack. “Who said I was gonna ask her out?”

“No one, we just assumed you were,” MJ shrugged.

“Well, no. She doesn’t like me like that, anyways. Plus, doesn’t she have a thing with Flash?” Peter asked.

“No, I think she has a thing with Aaron Foster, though,” MJ smirked.

Peter groaned. Aaron Foster was one of the football players at Midtown. He knew he could never compete with that, even if he was Spider-Man. But you didn’t know that, therefore, the Peter you knew didn’t have a chance with you.

“Hey, but I think she likes you!” Ned tried to reassure his friend.

“How do you know?”

“Well, she always laughs at your jokes and she chose to become friends with you instead of just staying with her other friends,” Ned explained.

“That proves nothing. You can tell a girl likes someone by their body langauge. They’ll look you in the eye, lick their lips, lean in when talking to you, and put their hand on your arm,” MJ said.

Peter and Ned looked at MJ, shocked.

“What? I’m your friend and a girl. I know you like Y/n a lot and I can tell she’s a good person, so I don’t mind helping,” MJ shrugged.

“Wow, thanks,” Peter chuckled.

“No problem.”

“Well, Y/n does engage eye contact with you. She also leans in a lot,” Ned said.

“Yeah?” Peter smiled, hopeful. MJ and Ned nodded truthfully.

Peter kept smiling all the way to the cafeteria before he saw you with your group of friends. Aaron was also there, too.

You were talking to one of your friends, Maci, about your plans this weekend. Aaron put his arm around you, pulling you closer. You cringed and moved away.

Contrary to popular belief, you actually didn’t like Aaron. You two happened to go on a few dates, but he had the personality of a wall. He didn’t spark any interest for you at all, but you wanted to be nice and said yes to the dates. Ever since, he’s been acting like he owns you. You hated that and were planning to talk to him about it soon. You didn’t want to be treated like an object, you wanted to be treated like a human being. Perhaps Peter Parner could do that for you.

Yes, you did like Peter Parker. No one really knew but you. You had liked him from the first time you saw him. You liked him even more when he helped you in your engineering class. He gave you advice on how to make energy with a potato, and you thought he was so cute and so sweet. He was always there to help you and always up to hang out.

You couldn’t help but have a crush on him. However, you thought he didn’t like you. You thought he liked MJ.

While talking to Maci, you noticed Peter staring at you. You smiled and waved, making him blush and wave back shyly. You chuckled to yourself. He was adorable.

“Hey, is that Parker kid bothering you?” Aaron asked.

“No, Aaron. He’s my friend,” you rolled your eyes.

“I’ll beat him up if he think he can look at my girl,” he growled.

“Aaron, can I talk to you for a second?” You said.

He nodded and you stood up from the lunch table, leading him to an empty hallway. You rested against the lockers, ready to tell Aaron he needed to back off when he kissed you. You put your hands on his chest and pushed him back with all your force.

He stumbled back, frowning.

“What’s wrong, baby?”

“One, I am not your baby. Two, we aren’t dating and I don’t want to. I like someone else,” you said.

Aaron looked at you, confused. “What?”

“Sorry, Aaron. I had fun on the dates. But this just won’t work out. Find a girl who likes you, okay?” You smiled kindly.

Aaron just nodded, obviously not used to girls turning him down. You sighed and went back the cafeteria. You sat back down and finished your food. You got up to throw your trash and put your tray away when Peter came up to you.

“Hey, you okay? I saw you walk off with Aaron,” Peter said.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks, Pete. I’m gonna throw away my trash,” you said.

“No!” He exclaimed. You raised your brows, confused.

“Let me do that for you,” he smiled and took the tray out from your hands. “Stay here,” he added.

You laughed and nodded, sitting back down. Peter came back shortly, holding something behind his back.

“Can we go somewhere to talk?” He asked.

You nodded and followed him outside the cafeteria.

“I wanted to ask you a question, even though I know you are dating Aaron,” he started, but you interrupted.

“I’m not dating Aaron.”

“What?” Peter asked. “Yeah, we went on a few dates, but he has no personality,” you shrugged. “Plus, I like someone else.”

“Oh,” his face fell.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” You tilted your head. You locked eyes with him, making him nervous.

“I.. I um... I wanted to ask you something,” he started again. You nodded.

“Since you’re not dating anyone I-I was wondering if uh... well...”

You smiled. He looked so cute while stuttering.

“I was wondering if you would wannagoonadatewithme?” He blurted.

Your eyes widened. “What?” You asked. You wanted to make sure you heard him correctly before answering.

“I was wondering if you’d, uh, go on a d...date with m-me?” He asked again.

You giggled and nodded your head. “Yes.”

Peter grinned from ear-to-ear. “Really?”

“Yes! I’ve liked you ever since I’ve met you,” you confessed.

“Wow, me, too,” he smiled.

“Awesome,” you laughed. “So, when’re you picking me up?”

“For what?”

“For the date, silly,” you said, poking his arm.

“Oh, yeah! Right,” he blushed. “Tonight, at 6?”

“Deal. See you tonight, Peter,” you said and leaned in to kiss his cheek. You pulled away and started to walk away, turning your head back to him to wink.

Ned and MJ came out from a corned, jumping up and down and screaming.

“Parker got the girl!” MJ exclaimed.

“Yeah, I did,” Peter smiled. He couldn’t wait for your date.

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In terms of Kurt, is there any episode or plot that you wish he’d have got better from. (Obvious example is not getting into Nyada first time - you can discuss this, and give another example?)

Is there any episode where you think, oh god Kurt , I wish you hadn’t done that, or you handled that wrong?

Of course! Yes! So many. I am a bitter Kurt stan - but the rare group that don't blame my bitterness on Blaine as if Blaine is at fault for the writing, because that isn't productive or logical at the end of the day.

Returning to McKinley in season 2. He went through HELL at McKinley, and Dalton openly accepted him with no bullying or judgement of who he was. He even knocked Blaine down a few pegs! The Warblers needed a voice of reason from an outsiders perspective instead of "oh my god we're Gods with all this talent!" Like MY DUDES. Kurt could've returned in season 3. The Prom Queen debacle, one of Kurt's strongest episodes, could've replaced the Rachel one. Plus more time at Dalton! And we could see Kurt working at the Lima Bean maybe. More coffee talks between Kurt and McKinley people (like Rachel in FRIENDS).

Speaking of season 3! He should've dropped Rachel when she laughed at him during the Romeo and Juliet audition for WSS. Have some self-respect. Damn, honey. He also should've confronted Blaine about the Tony thing. We should've seen them discuss (and yes, ARGUE please) that head-on. Kurt's a strong character, and proving that by supporting it despite the bullshit he goes through, no doubt. But damn. Don't let people walk all over you and shrug it off. You're better than that.

Also he shouldn't have "embraced the unicorn" for his class presidency. That was just cringe. Seeing that shit still makes me gag. Because why embrace it and then ditch it for a dodge ball talk last second?! BECAUSE HE KNOWS IT'S STUPID. You're more than the "gay kid". Add color to your campaign, sure, but holy shit. No.

Klaine's first time. It should've had more of an understanding that gay sex isn't the same as straight sex. It was a perfect opportunity to have some "sexual education" between boyfriends. As we're made to believe Blaine isn't a virgin, so the whole "I can tell you what I know" from season 2? That could've happened here. Instead of Artie stupidly pushing for Blaine (and Rachel) to lose his virginity to be a better actor, which just...what? Kurt could've been researching throughout the episode - maybe Burt comes in and Kurt snaps his laptop shut and Burt could ask about it and Kurt could tell him, and THAT WOULDVE BEEN A GOOD SEGWAY as to WHAT IT TAKES. It isn't a roll over and a spontaneous act! Fuck you glee.

Okay, I wish Kurt HADN'T continued to pursue NYADA at all. Know your worth, honey. Self-respect, please. They didn't appreciate your talent, why beg? Stop following after Rachel's shadow, god damn. He should've stayed at Vogue. Attended another school for musical theatre. Found a stronger mid-game! Why couldn't Adam be at this other school?! Just, why?

But as he does attend NYADA, he should've basked in his winnings of the Midnight Madness instead of coddled Rachel's feelings (again) and enabled her behavior after. You finally win, fair and square. Call her out again for throwing a toddler tantrum, because it's time to grow the fuck up and accept failure and move on, then ask what she wants for dinner.

Dropping Mercedes for Rachel as a whole. Hummelberry friendship could've had better potential once they both get to New York. They could've decided to live together after meeting up for coffee, and then we should've seen them grow as friends THAT WAY. Dont drop Mercedes for Rachel because "omg broadway twinsies"! No. Fuck that. Not here for it.

Kurt Hummel would never get married in a barn. Nice try.

Kurt Hummel would have had a heavy hand in helping plan his own wedding planning. Fuck you glee.

Also seeing Kurt not take the high road with Sebastian. I would've loved to see Kurt sucker punch him in the face after the slushee incident! Blaine needed surgery. Holy fuck. THAT IS A BIG DEAL. That was INTENDED FOR YOU! And you just sing a Michael song? Have I mentioned season 3 is the worst Kurt Hummel season because he's always playing the "bigger person" over stupid shit? Like no. There are times for that. But this wasn't it. You got handed bullshit the whole season.

[angelhummel]

More random thoughts on episodes I’ve watched lately 💖

Acafellas - This episode isn’t that bad, you guys are just mean. Okay it’s still in like my bottom 5 of s1 but it’s not the worst. The edgy humor is particularly off the charts here compared to other episodes moving forward (two special ed kids jokes, two about suicide, plenty of ableist comments [though those would definitely continue]). The songs aren’t great (except Mercedes’s number, duh) but it’s plenty funny. And the Kurtcedes scene was touchingly sweet. To think that they basically came up with early Kurt plotlines on the fly bc he was a last minute addition to the show? Still blows my mind. The power of Chris bb <3

The Rhodes Not Taken - Yeah this episode is a hot ass mess but I love it. It’s hilarious and endlessly entertaining. It’s the first episode I watched so it holds that special place in my heart. Also the music is really great. Plus Kurt is getting drunk at school and Mercedes and Tina are shoplifting. I love my delinquent children <3 Also Rachel has some good growth and learns her lesson by the end of this episode and we can pretend it sticks :)

Furt - It’s not one of my personal favorites but I think it’s a really good episode. There’s the happiness of Burt and Carole’s wedding. The hilarity of Sue marrying herself. And the seriousness of Kurt’s bullying storyline. It’s a perfect blend of all the many sides of Glee. Obviously there are parts I don’t like (and I literally always skip Sue’s song with her mom) but over all it’s a great ep

The Purple Piano Project - The tone was weird and it’s hard to appreciate the episode when nothing introduced here ends up mattering. Kurt’s running for president? Doesn’t get it. Mercedes wants to try out for WSS? Doesn’t get it. Kurt wants to audition for NYADA? Doesn’t get it. Rachel is scared she’s not good enough for NYADA? Of course she gets in you dummy this is the Rachel Berry Show after all. Quinn left glee club and is a skank now? Resolved the next episode. Then the bullshit about Santana getting kicked out when you know she’s coming back in two episodes just to leave again an episode later. Idk this whole season is one big dumpster fire but if I pretend I don’t know what’s coming, this episode is pretty fun and enjoyable

Promasaurus - It’s an okay little episode. Obviously nothing is more iconic than Prom Queen but it’s fine. Brittany is dumb and Finn is trash but I don’t hate it. The songs are pretty good and all the prom stuff is cute. Blaine’s issue being hair gel is dumb, and Rachel winning prom queen is just stupid as hell. Buuut over all this would probably rank higher in s3, mostly bc the rest of the season is such garbage 

Girls (and Boys) on Film - This one is fiiiine. It’s not like offensively awful but there’s nothing in it that I’m going crazy over either. The songs are pretty good for the most part. Come What May is obviously a fave, along with Shout and OTR&R/DG. The boys obviously won that contest, and Blaine, Joe, and Artie looked hot in their pilot gear. I like the Kurtcheltana side and even Adam, even tho I still think he’s as interesting as a wet paper towel. But I liked their scenes. It’s a basic but fun little time, I might put this ep in the top half of this season

A Katy Or A Gaga - Okay this episode is silly as hell but I lowkey love it. I adore all the NY stuff, obviously. Kurt starting his band, Starchild, good Hummelberry, as much Dantana as we’ll ever get. Would I have liked Kurt to get even a solo line in a song that HIS band is performing? Yes. But all the songs are wonderful. I hate Jake cheating but didn’t hate the Jarley drama. Also there are hot girls in cupcake bras and grass skirts and I am but a humble wlw 

Puppet Master - Almost hate to say it but I like this one too. Idk the cringe factor isn’t there for me rn. I’m just having a good time vibing with pretty colors and fun songs. And I mean it’s no less grounded in reality than everyone going to the dentist to get high and hallucinate Britney numbers. People hate on s5 but I love it in general. This episode is funny and as usual I love whatever’s happening in NY so yay

[strangerthingsharrington]

Can’t Fight This Feeling

-15-

The walk down the long hallway was pretty quiet after hearing the stories that Dustin and Steve shared. Robin and Erica would come out with a question every little while about something that had happened in the last year and a half that the two boys would answer. But I didn't ask anything.

I was beyond upset that I wasn't kept in the loop about this, especially from Dustin. I understood wanting to keep me safe...but I wanted to keep him safe.

"You gonna be mad at me forever, Lou?" Dustin asked from in front of me during the walk.

I looked at the back of his hat clad curly head and sighed, "Just thinking."

"Thinking about how you're gonna be mad at me forever?"

"Possibly."

He sighed and turned to me, waiting till I took the few steps to be in sync with him as Robin, Erica and Steve walked in front of us.

"It's not that I thought you wouldn't be able to help us," he started, "because I know you would have been able to. You probably woulda thought of some shit to get us out of the messes before we were even in them. But there was no way I was going to expose you to everything if I didn't have to. We got brought into all this accidentally. We didn't go out in search of it.

"There was such a huge possibility of you getting hurt," his voice wavered, "I couldnt be the one to put you through that. You've kept me safe forever, Lou. I wss going to do the same for you."

I knew his heart was in the right place during all of this, nothing could change that fact for a second.

"While I appreciate the sentiment," I started, "I just...I dunno Dust, I just wish I knew. Nothing you say will change that for me. But...nothing I say will change your thought process and the shit has already happened.

"I won't tell mom," I sighed, because I knew that was something he was concerned about, "but...if anything ever happens with this shit ever again...you will tell me ASAP. If you don't, then I'll tell mom every single detail about everything."

"Fair," Dustin said immediately.

I grinned, "I thought so."

"Hey!" Steve whisper yelled, looking behind him to us, "Stay low!"

Dustin and I crouched down and followed behind the others, who led us to some sort of cabinet looking thing that we hid behind in a straight line. We could hear some chattering in Russian all around us, some staticky like it was coming through a walkie talkie and some voices that sounded like they were right near us.

Steve looked around the cabinet before looking back to us, "Come on."

We followed behind him to another wall that we stood against as we continued to hear the chattering of people around us.

Steve looked around the corner of the wall before motioning to us to follow again, "Okay, clear. Come on."

"Okay, that was close," Robin whispered.

"Too close," Dustin murmured.

"Relax," Steve said agitated, "all right? Relax no one saw..." he drifted off and looked around.

I stood next to him and looked in amazement and fear at what was in front of us. People milling about in uniforms and lab coats, stairs and doors with who knows what behind them. There were carts driving around too.

I looked around at everyone and saw guards stationed holding guns on the second level, watching for anything out of the ordinary. Five kids running around would definitely catch their attention. I saw him beginning to look our way, so I grabbed Steve's shoulder and threw my other arm out in front of the others behind me and forced them to behind some sort of cart on wheels against the wall.

"Shit," I whispered as my back slammed against the wall.

"I saw it!" Erica whispered, "first floor, northwest!"

"What?" Robin asked her.

"The Comms room!" she explained wide eyed.

"You saw the Comms room?" Steve asked, looking around the cart.

"Correct!"

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Positive! The door was open for a second and I saw a bunch of lights and machines and shit in there!"

"That could be a hundred different things," Steve mentioned looking to me.

"I'll take those odds," I stated firmly.

Steve stared at me intently before sighing and turning to look around the cart to see the main room, with the rest of us following suit and watching.

We pulled ourselves back against the wall and Steve looked to us, "All right," he instructed, "we're gonna move fast and we're gonna stay low. Okay?"

We agreed and waited for Steve to tell us when to go. He crouched and ran around the cart with us following, diagonal to where we were previously hidden, now hidden behind a box incased in a cage of sorts.

Men and women were speaking Russian all around us. I felt like I was going to be sick. This was all too surreal. I couldn't focus on the things going on around me. I just knew to keep following Steve, and to check behind me to make sure Dustin, Robin and Erica were there still.

We followed Steve as he crouch-ran to another metal box where we waited near the door that Erica had spotted. Someone was walking out, so we ran in after he left. After entering the room, I watched the door to make sure the others made it through, which they did.

I released the breath I had been holding and stood up, finally looking into the room, but I spotted the man in uniform sitting in a chair first. It felt like the wind had gotten knocked out of me. We had made it all this was just for it to end like this.

Steve closed the door and turned to face the man as well, still half bent over.

The man turned in his chair and saw us, he was confused. I heard a women's voice coming through the PA. The man stood up and stared at us, as we did to him.

His hand went to his right side, where I saw the gun holstered there for the first time. I had to think fast.

"Tread lightly," I said in Russian, taking a step towards the man. I was hoping he would think that I was supposed to be there.

He said something back to me, but I couldn't register it. I only knew the handful of words from our translation.

"Silver cat," I answered back, hoping it would make sense, but I was pretty doubtful.

I made a motion behind me for a tail to emphasize what I was saying as I repeated the phrase back to him.

His brow creased as he watched me, he shook his head slightly and said something else to me.

I looked back to the group behind me, wide eyed before facing him again.

"China," I said in Russian, but even I wasn't convinced by my performance.

The man scoffed and reached for his gun once more. I could hear my heart pounding and could feel the blood flowing through my entire body.

Steve let a guttural yell out of him and ran past me to the guard where he tackled him onto the control board where the man was sitting peacefully just moments ago.

I took a step back as I watched the scene unfolding in front of me. I stood with Dustin and put my arm around his shoulders, ready to push him behind me if anything happened.

The guard threw Steve off of him into the other control board that was next to them. He swung at Steve, but Steve, amazingly, dodged it.

He grabbed Steve and threw him into the other control board roughly, my chest was beginning to hurt because of how fast my heart was beating.

I let go of Dustin's shoulder and took a step forward, I'm not sure what for though.

Dustin grabbed my wrist quickly, "No," he told me.

I looked back at Dustin fearfully, Dustin's eyes widened for a split second before he shook his head, "Wait."

I looked back to Steve and the man, the guy went for Steve while he was still hunched over, but Steve elbowed him sending the man backwards. Steve tossed a phone that was attached to the control board in the air to catch with his other hand, and spun around just as the man was going to grab him again.

Steve swing the phone receiver into the mans face, knocking him out before he hit the ground with a loud thud.

Steve was breathing heavily as he dropped the phone down and pushed his hair back with his hand.

"Dude!" Dustin shouted, "You did it! You won a fight!"

Steve breathed out a smile at my brother before looking to me with a small shrug, "Told you I could take them," he said simply.

A relieved laugh escaped me as I went to him, "Are you okay?" I asked.

He grinned, "I'm fine, Lou."

"What are you doing?" Erica asked.

"Getting us our ticket out of here," Dustin said, I looked over to him just as he grabbed the keycard from the unconscious Russian.

"You want to walk all the way back?" Erica shouted.

Dustin took a small step towards her, "Well we could hang out for a bit, relax maybe have a picnic," he said sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes at the two of them and caught Robins eye as she took a step towards the stairs, she nodded her head to me then to the stairs. Without a second look, I went around Erica and Dustin who were still talking to each other and went to Robin and followed closely behind her as she started the ascent up the stairs.

There was a blue hue coming through the window in the door at the top. I could still vaguely hear the two of them chattering below us, but I could hear the whirring of machines and people speaking Russian. Robin and I looked at each other before opening the door to the little room and going to the second door and looking through the window.

"Holy shit," she said quietly.

I grabbed her hand, "Come on," I whispered, "we have the show them," I said before running down the stairs with her right after me.

"Guys," I called just before I reached the bottom, "look what we found," I said before turning and going back up the stairs, knowing they would follow.

I opened the door and held it for everyone. Robin and Erica went to one window and Steve, Dustin and I went to the other window.

There were people sitting and walking around in lab coats. Talking to each other and taking notes. But beyond that is what terrified me the most.

There was a machine spinning with a white light coming out of it...it looked like lightening...and it was shooting into a wall that looked like skin and was pulsating with a tear going down the middle of it that was a fiery orange colour.

This was the most scared I had been during this. Especially knowing everything I knew now about the upside down and demogorgons and every other crazy thing I've heard about recently.

I grabbed Steve's hand and he squeezed it tightly. There was a loud high pitched shriek sound that came out of nowhere that knocked the air out of my lungs. I took a unconscious step backwards into Steve's chest, he steadied me and squeezed my hand once more.

"The gate," Dustin and Steve said simultaneously.

"Come on," Steve said, tugging gently on my hand, "guys, let's go, now!" he said to the others as he led us down the stairs.

"Is this the gate gate?" I asked, still holding onto Steve's hand, "as in the upside down gate?"

"Exactly," Dustin said, "this is bad shit," he groaned.

"Um, Steve," Erica started, "where's your Russian friend?"

We all looked around the room and saw the floor empty of anyone. I looked to Steve to see his face had gone pale and fear filled his eyes, as the alarm blared all around us.

Steve let go of my hand and went to the door where we could hear people yelling, he opened it and stared. I took a step over to look and saw the man that Steve beat up bent over with other people crowded around him. They group looked to the room and saw Steve, before he closed the door quickly.

"Go, go, go, go," Steve said, motioning to the stairs that we had just descended.

Within seconds we heard the door opening and footsteps chasing after us. We went through the two sets of doors and into the control room, where everyone turned to look at us bewildered.

"Shit! Move! Move! Move!" Steve shouted as we ran through the room through another door and down more stairs.

They were right behind us, I was pushing countless bodies away from me as I contibued running.

We ran right to the giant light beam that was piercing the skin like wall ahead of us.

"Oh my God," I whispered as I really looked at what was in front of us.

Dustin was screaming next to me but I couldnt even comprehend it.

"Guards!" Steve shouted, "This way!"

We ran after him, he pushed someone in a hazmat suit out of the way on the stairs. We ran over towards a hall where more guards were exiting towards us, Steve pushed barrels over into them to buy us some time.

We ran away from the guards and into a different room, with Steve slamming the door behind him after he ushered us through quickly. Dustin, Erica, Robin and I ran up the few steps where I saw a vent.

"Go, go, go," I instructed as I lifted the lid of the vent up, basically pushing Erica then Dustin in. I grabbed Robins hand and forced her over to the vent.

I looked over to Steve and saw him struggling to keep the door closed. He was putting himself between the guards and us. He was basically sacrificing himself to keep us safe.

I caught his eye and he shook his head, "Go!" he mouthed to me, waving his arm.

I looked back to the open vent, and saw Robin with a foot into it, I looked back to Steve who was still shaking his head at me. I looked at my shoes, having a battle in my brain. I needed to make sure Dustin was okay...but he was with Robin and Erica. And I knew...if he could have survied all this other shit...then he would be okay.

"Robin," I said quickly, touching her shoulder, both her legs were in the vent and she looked at me with wide scared eyes, "please take care of him," I said quietly.

"Lou?" she questioned.

"Take care of Dustin," I emphastized, "make sure he gets out okay...I've gotta help Steve...you guys need to get as far away as possible."

She let out a little breath before nodding, "Be safe," she said before kneeling to get into the vent, closing the lid over her.

I turned and ran to Steve who groaned when he saw me, "Lou! You should have went!" he yelled.

I leaned my back against the door and planted my feet, trying to keep them on the other side for as long as possible, to make sure the other three got far away.

"Leave you with all the fun?" I asked sarcastically, "Never."

I squeezed my eyes closed and tried everything possible to keep that door closed.

But we could only last so long.

Steve and I were thrown against a wall where my back slammed harshly against it making me cry out.

The men came in with guns drawn and pointed at both of us. Steve and I both raised our hands in surrender.

Two men came forward, one grabbed me and the other grabbed Steve and stood us up harshly. He took my arm and twisted it behind my back and forced me to walk.

I was willing myself to stay silent. I was going to do anything I could to not show them my fear.

They marched the two of us down a few different hallways, my back was aching and my legs were burning.

Finally they stopped in front of a door and another guard opened it roughly, and the guard who was holding my arm shoved me through the open door into the empty room. I was expecting and hoping they were going to send Steve in too so we could try and think of something.

But that would have been too easy.

One of the guards stepped in the room with me, and began shutting the door, Steve was watching me with a terrified look on his face.

"Lou!" he shouted as he began struggling against his guard.

"Steve!" I cried, as I went to the door but the guard grabbed me.

I struggled against him, trying to wiggle free from his grasp as Steve and I kept shouting to each other. The door finally closed and I could still hear Steve shouting my name, but it was becoming more distant as I assumed they were taking him further down the hallway.

The guard released me and I took a few steps back to keep my back against the wall, I looked around the room to try and find something that I could possibly use as a weapon. But the room was bare. It was a cement room with a bench in it. Nothing more.

"Sit," the man instructed in a thick Russian accent.

I didn't move. I didnt want them to have any power over me for as long as possible. They already had too much power over me.

The man walked up to me until there was barely any room between the two of us. I stared up into his eyes and he grabbed my hands from my sides and pulled a leather strap from his pockets, wrapping them around and buckling them together, binding my hands.

He grabbed my bound wrists and tossed me over to the bench when I fell into the sitting position.

"Now," he began, "you wait."

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Title credit to REO Speedwagon and gif credit to owner

[saoirse-1887]

Things Sherlock has said that nobody will believe:

  "Stop being a little bitch about it," Him to Greg when taking shots.

  "I will fuck your shit up,"A bit tipsy, talking to his brother.

  "I went to school for five years, five years John, and for what? To chase literal geese around London!" After our whole ordeal with the blue cab.

  "If Mycroft and Anderson were in the same room, their stupidity would combine and compress the space and matter to create a black hole of idiocy." Him ranting about people being stupid.

  "How long do you think it'll take for him to find the dildo?" Him when when the murder weapon was literally a big pink dildo.

  "The knife penetrated him through the anal cavity, it was about 11 inches long, 2 inches wide." A man was stabbed in the arse.

  "Suck it." Him to Anderson when they were close in theories, but he turned out to be right.

  "Why is it purple, and do I even want to know what is on the wall."A chemical murder.

  "Shut up, the genius is speaking." He was hungover at a crime scene

  "If I can't legally have drugs, smoking is frowned upon, I rarely get good cases, and I can't committ crimes, what am I supposed to do?"There was a drop in crime and he wss bored.

  "If I were a plant, what would I be?" He took a couple too many buzzfeed quizzes.

  "Birth is a curse, existence is pain, life is purgatory, and humans are a plague." He had a three-day long migrane.

  "Indigo or Vermillion?" He was picking out what shirt to wear one day and asked me.

  "Fight me." Him to Mycroft when they were showing off.

  "Make me." Him to Mycroft.

  "How illegal is it to produce methanphetamines?"He was really bored.

  "What's that, why is it sticky, and can I lick it?"Him at a crime scene.

  "You are an absolute genius, but at the same time you're an idiot."Him to me while we were at a scene.

  "How far up your arse would this umbrella go?" Him to Mycroft.

  "Don't make me steal your cat." Him to Molly when she wouldn't let us in the lab.

  "How much time would it take to read the dictionary backwards and then from the middle to the outsides?" Once again, very bored.

  "Anderson, be still, I might miss and decapitate you."We were seeing how the murderer did it and anderson was the test dummy.

  "William Sherlock Scott Holmes isn't half as bad as Alexander Mycroft Chad Holmes. Mycroft is a Chad!"A bit tipsy.

  "Once we enter this restaurant, my name is Charels and yours is Mason, we have been married for 10 years and it's our anniversary. Put this on." We went undercover for a case.

  "If I had a child, their name would be Casey, just so I could call them Case." We were talking about kids. 

  "I abhor the day I was born."He was sick

  "Kiss Greg, Marry John, Kill Anderson." We were stuck in a house so we started playing kiss marry kill with the people in there.

  "So I accidentally broke the door… how? Well, there was this guy with a blowtorch." Not sure what happened to this day, we laughed so much that we couldn't breathe.

  "What do you mean you can't bring the cello? I need it!" Him to someone over the phone.

  "Why are there so many strange insults? What even is a prick?"Drunk off his tits.

  "You underestimate just how much I hate myself." We were at a muder/suicide and he described the symptoms and how they did it. We were all worried about him.

  "How long will it take for me to drink all of this? I know its embalming fluid!" Him to Molly after a really long case.

  "That is the most disgusting thing I have ever heard you say Lestrade!" Greg told him that he and Mycroft were dating, I laughed at him the entire way back to the flat.

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So I found the thing I was talking about

[pineapplesandbananas]

Alright, I'm about to be political and if you don't like that then scroll. I don't care if nobody sees this, but if you do, please share this.

I hope you've all heard about what is currently going on in ICE detention centers, but if you haven't, here's a quick rundown;

The detention centers are being sprayed with tear gas every fifteen minutes, slowly, but painfully killing people. Families are being separated worse than before, children being placed in an already overloaded foster care system, and parents being forced to suffer worse than anyone ever should have to.

This is pathetic, it is weak, and it is all because of the Trump administration.

Trump doesn't care if you're a citizen, he doesn't even care if your place of residence is in the US. If you are in any way affiliated with someone who has immigrated to America (mainly Hispanic peoples) then he will come for you.

This means that innocent people, innocent children, are being forced into these death centers and being torn apart from their families.

I understand this better than some, but not as well as others. That, I understand. But I am about to explain just how messed up your stupid system is.

I am a mixed race Canadian and American citizen. My father, whom I have never met in my entire life and whom disowned me when I wss born, was a Puerto Rican immigrant. I wasn't adopted by my American step-father until I was six, so until then, my birth certificate said my Spanish last name, until it was changed to my very Caucasian one.

As a kid I used to travel to America frequently. I live right on the border and would go over there for concerts and to go shopping. I was a citizen just after I turned six years old and still to this day, I am, but that privilege changed when Trump was elected as president.

We stopped going to America, I went once with my grandparents but my mother was extremely weary, and I couldn't understand why, until she explained my birth father's history to me.

We went again two years later for a concert for my birthday. My mother was sure to take all of my important documents with us, proving that I was indeed a legal citizen of the US, history aside.

You may not understand what this means, you may be a white person with privilege, and as a white passing mixed person, I am sadly, what the world refers to as a lucky individual.

That doesn't change the fact that I am scared of going to America because I don't want to suffer. I have the choice though. Most people don't.

Imagine crossing the border and hoping someone doesn't question your two birth certificates, one with a Spanish last name and one with a Caucasian one. Imagine the fear of seeing the border agent look you up and down, taking in your slightly darker skin tone that you can never quite find a foundation to match. Imagine the sigh of pure relief of being told you can go, and to have a good day.

Now that you know that, forget the last bit, and instead imagine them telling you to pull up to the door, them putting you in handcuffs and sending you away because you forgot your papers once.

For people who are undocumented, their fear is constant, looking at an officer or seeing an ICE agent is fear of "what will happen to me? Will I die?" or, "what about my children?".

These people who just sacrificed everything to have a better life are coming to America, and thinking, at least its better than a war, but they should be thinking about how they are safe, and they are loved and they won't be murdered and separated from their families if someone notices them.

This isn't right.

When will our world finally change?

[randomteenwriter]

Jobs Part 2! Batfam x Peds Surgeon Batmom

A/N: Hey Guys! I cant believe I actually started on part 2! (Have really bad writers block right now) I hope you enjoy my bad writing

Warnings: Injury, Medical problems, Implied Near Death, My Horrible Writing

Request: nope! :)

Word Count: 1565

Part 1

Still not a doctor (all my info is from greys anatomy and some other shows)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As you walked rounds with your team of interns and resident you stoped at room 127

“Present.”

“Tim Wayne, Male, sixteen, GSW surgery post op day one.”

“Good, we will be keeping you here for 6 more days ok timmy.”

Y/n informed, changing her tone when talked to her son

“Next room.”

After rounds y/n made her way to her sons room walking at a normal pace checking in on other kids as she went

“Hey Tim, do you need anything?”

“No but I was wondering when I can have coffee so I can get back to work.”

“On day three.”

“But if you get bored tomorrow I have a surgery you can watch from the gallery if you want.”

“Really is that aloud?”

“Of course! Im the Peds Cheif and part of the board.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The day was long. You had three surgeries and a shift in the Nicu. 12 hours straight of caring for 27 tiny humans when your child is in the same hospital and your three other children are doing dangerous things that could put them here as well. Walking around the warm room checking heart beats, monitors, and colour. Making sure that each baby survives the night. You were holding one of the healthiest babies singing softy.

‘Ultimately I don’t understand a thing

I try to do the best I can

I know you try to do the same’

When you looked up so saw Tim standing at the sliding glass door. Putting the little boy back in his ‘bed’ you ealked over to the incom.

“Tim, what are you doing here?” You asked pressing the red button

“Im just watching, I wanted to get a grip on what you do”

The smile that appeared when he said that fadded when a fast pace beebing intupted the silence

“Ohhh, no no no no no”

“come on Saige, 4 hours left”

You did everything you could when you finally had to call it

“Time of death 1:53 am”

Walking out of the Nicu you sighed when you went to the desk to grab papers filling them out and grabing your phone. Your son watched as you called the family”

“Hi, doctor Wayne here, Im very sorry we did everything we could but Saiges heart failed. You can come see her if you would like”

“We will be right there”

“Ok again I am so sorry”

Sitting down you finished of the paperwork

“Mom” a small voice that came out of Tim was slightly heartbreaking “What happened”

You stoped thinking for a good answer “She didnt make it through the night, that happens alot in my specialty”

“Oh”

Tim sat next to you. He had one of his very serious faces on “how do you do it?”

“Do what timmy ?” He stoped like you had looking for the proper way to word his thoughts “this job, all of these kids dying” you didn’t hesitate to answer “I think how luck I am that my four sons are healthy”

Tim smiled as he watched you page an resident when she arrived you told her everything she had to do and when to page you. Finally you smiled as you and Tim walked back to his room

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Hailey present please”

“Tim Wayne 16, last day of post op”

“Very good lets move people”

Y/n lead her team away. Walking to the next room she instructed them to finish rounds without her. Walking up to a desk y/n grabbed some papers as she walked back to Her sons room. She sat down filling out the papers as Tim was on his laptop

“Ok Tim pack it up we are going home”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You had been at work for almost a week straight and we’re finally at home for your days off. Spending all of your time with your family you relaxed. On your last day of freedom you went to the roof of wayne mannor looking out on the night sky. Going to bed way to early you got up and eat breakfast with your family.

“Ok im off to work” you spoke getting up to kiss everyones head “ I dont want anyone else showing up at my hospital hurt”

They all nodded their heads indicating they understood. You started walking to the door. When you Damians voice stoped you, “can we come to watch you work?”

“Of course, but I dont think you will injoy it”

Tim interjected “of course we will, your job is amazing!” That out the biggest smile in your face because before you felt like you children felt unloved because of how many hour you had to work. This made you feel better.

Jobs Part 2! Batfam x Peds Surgeon Batmom

A/N: Hey Guys! I cant believe I actually started in part 2! (Have really bad writers block right now) I hope you enjoy my bad righting

Warnings: Injury, Medical problems, Implied Near Death, Death My Horrible Writing

Request: nope! :)

Word Count:

Still not a doctor (all my info is from greys anatomy and some other shows)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As you walked rounds with your team of interns and resident you stoped at room 127

“Present.”

“Tim Wayne, Male, sixteen, GSW surgery post op day one.”

“Good, we will be keeping you here for 6 more days ok timmy.”

Y/n informed, changing her tone when talked to her son

“Next room.”

After rounds y/n made her way to her sons room walking at a normal pace checking in on other kids as she went

“Hey Tim, do you need anything?”

“No but I was wondering when I can have coffee so I can get back to work.”

“On day three.”

“But if you get bored tomorrow I have a surgery you can watch from the gallery if you want.”

“Really is that aloud?”

“Of course! Im the Peds Cheif and part of the board.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The day was long. You had three surgeries and a shift in the Nicu. 12 hours straight of caring for 27 tiny humans when your child is in the same hospital and your three other children are doing dangerous things that could put them here as well. Walking around the warm room checking heart beats, monitors, and colour. Making sure that each baby survives the night. You were holding one of the healthiest babies singing softy.

‘Ultimately I don’t understand a thing

I try to do the best I can

I know you try to do the same’

When you looked up so saw Tim standing at the sliding glass door. Putting the little boy back in his ‘bed’ you ealked over to the incom.

“Tim, what are you doing here?” You asked pressing the red button

“Im just watching, I wanted to get a grip on what you do”

The smile that appeared when he said that fadded when a fast pace beebing intupted the silence

“Ohhh, no no no no no”

“come on Saige, 4 hours left”

You did everything you could when you finally had to call it

“Time of death 1:53 am”

Walking out of the Nicu you sighed when you went to the desk to grab papers filling them out and grabing your phone. Your son watched as you called the family”

“Hi, doctor Wayne here, Im very sorry we did everything we could but Saiges heart failed. You can come see her if you would like”

“We will be right there”

“Ok again I am so sorry”

Sitting down you finished of the paperwork

“Mom” a small voice that came out of Tim was slightly heartbreaking “What happened”

You stoped thinking for a good answer “She didnt make it through the night, that happens alot in my specialty”

“Oh”

Tim sat next to you. He had one of his very serious faces on “how do you do it?”

“Do what timmy ?” He stoped like you had looking for the proper way to word his thoughts “this job, all of these kids dying” you didn’t hesitate to answer “I think how luck I am that my four sons are healthy”

Tim smiled as he watched you page an resident when she arrived you told her everything she had to do and when to page you. Finally you smiled as you and Tim walked back to his room

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Hailey present please”

“Tim Wayne 16, last day of post op”

“Very good lets move people”

Y/n lead her team away. Walking to the next room she instructed them to finish rounds without her. Walking up to a desk y/n grabbed some papers as she walked back to Her sons room. She sat down filling out the papers as Tim was on his laptop

“Ok Tim pack it up we are going home”

Hahahahdgadhsnsn finally done part 2! It wss kinda rushed and its kinda bad but part three is coming (its going to be from the boys pov!) hope you enjoyed my crappy writing

Part 3 when it come out will be here….