#and that wouldn't be a problem if we got other emotional moments that work like what the page scene was supposed to be

[giudittas]

I was thinking about how in hotd the writers changed entire characters arcs and dynamic just to add emotional depth to the conflict (and not all this changes were successful in my opinion) when the easiest way to do that was to add depth to the relationship between Rhaenyra and her siblings, especially Aegon. I mean obviously aging down Alicent messed up a lot of storylines and among other issues it further expand on the Rhaenyra/Aegon age gap so whatever could have been explored in that dynamic simply gets lost cause it just doesn't fit the narrative with this changes. In the book there are hints of a (strained) relationship between the half-siblings, rhaenyra even calls helaena "my sweet sister" and aegon sarcastically "my dear brother"...i don't know I just think there is a lot of wasted potential here especially if we think about how the story is ending.

[french-unknown]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: shanks, vivi, ace, law, sabo 𝐂/𝐖: fluff 𝐖/𝐂: 1.2k +

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✧ You were part of the Red Haired Pirates crew for a long time.

✧ You've been sleeping with the captain for almost as long.

It had started during a night of drinking on a remote island where, after a few drinks, you realized that Shanks was a lot more flirtatious than usual. One word after another, you ended up sleeping together that same evening before waking up the next morning in the same bed. You both decided to continue this relationship.

Everyone knew what you were doing.

✧ You gradually became attached to him but, knowing that it wouldn't go further than sex, you said nothing while continuing what you were doing.

✧ So you found yourself having to watch passively when he was being flirted with or when we disappeared with someone during drinking evenings. On his side, he happily raised his glass to you when you got hit on and made jokes when he caught you in bed with someone else.

✧ Things changed when, totally drunk, he admitted to you that he was sad you weren't dating because he would have loved to kiss you in front of the others. Then he changed the subject as if nothing had happened.

✧ It was only the next morning, while you questioned him despite his hangover, that you discovered that he had also liked you for quite a few years. It was just he also thought you only wanted easy sex from him.

✧ You have known each other since childhood and immediately became friends. You started dating secretly during your teenage years. Her parents thought you were just close friends.

✧ So you thought she loved you too but, one day, she completely disappeared from your life without warning.

One evening she was there, and the next day she had already disappeared without a trace. You didn't know it but she was off to infiltrate Barroque Work to save her country. She didn't put you in the scheme so you wouldn't be in danger. You found yourself from one day to the next without news of your lover, totally abandoned. The shock was hard to take.

✧ The reception was therefore more than cold when she returned to the palace.

✧ She naively thought at that time that you were still together and that your relationship would resume where she left off before she left.

✧ However, you refused to meet her because you were convinced that she didn't want anything serious from you. You were just a little youthful love interest—nothing at all—just good enough to be thrown away when she matured.

✧ In order to prove to you that she really liked you, she had you summoned by force to the throne room with her parents. As soon as you arrived, she declared herself to you in front of her parents before kissing you directly on the lips and introducing you to her parents as her lover for several years.

✧ You had some doubts but you weren't really sure.

✧ It mainly came from the fact that he was always by your side and very affectionate towards you. At first, you thought he was like that with everyone. He would run towards them as soon as they entered the room to jump on them. He was always talking to them animatedly or listening to them with stars in his eyes. Or he was very tactile with them since he always had contact with you, whether it was an arm around your shoulders or a hand against your back.

However, you realized this was not the case after discreetly observing him interacting with the others.

✧ You had some doubts about whether he liked you more than the others, but not as a lover. You secretly prayed at that moment that you wouldn't be in the best friend zone.

✧ You got tired of it one evening.

You were on Moby Dick and he had joined you in your room to chat. You don't know how but you found yourself lying on your bed, side by side, discussing some of your problems. During a more emotional moment where your voice had faltered slightly, you felt his hand slip into your hair to massage your head. You then pulled away angrily to ask him—quite aggressively, unfortunately—why he was so clingy to you.

"You don't like me anymore?" He then asked with his head down, hurt.

✧ You discovered that evening that he had confessed his feelings several months ago when you were both drunk and he had been thinking since then that you were dating. It was just that he remembered it and you didn't.

✧ He wasn't particularly nicer to you than he was to the other members of his crew. He also didn't come to talk to you or seek your company. You honestly thought that, to him, you were just another member of the Heart Pirates.

✧ Your vision changed a little when you fell ill and it was he who came to take care of you. "Shut up. It's the captain's role to take care of his crewmates." he had declared.

✧ However, when you refused to eat the soup he brought you because you didn't like it, he initially resisted before going back to get you another meal. A minute before, he maintained that you wouldn't have anything else to eat and he suddenly changed his mind after taking a look at you.

As he left, you heard him grumbling that you shouldn't be so cute. It took you a few minutes to process what he had said but it eventually got to your brain.

✧ From there, you actually realized that he gave in to your demands quite easily. Unlike everyone else on the crew, including Bepo. So you used it to your advantage.

✧ It continued like that without him making the slightest move so you took the courage to declare yourself.

He simply replied, "I think I see what you're talking about. I accept your confession." before dismissing you from his office with a wave of his hand. You just had time to see his red cheeks before he hid behind one of his books.

✧ You were quite close but not as close as he was to Koala or other members of the Army.

✧ Your group were ambushed by the people you had been following for several weeks under Sabo's orders. At the end of the confrontation, you emerged winners but not without losses.

Some were dead and you were injured with several broken bones and a bruised face.

✧ You were therefore urgently repatriated and you spent the next few days lying in the infirmary until your condition stabilized. You were then transferred to a room alone to rest and recover from your injuries. Your face nevertheless remained unsightly swollen with bruises that badly colored your face.

✧ One day, you heard the sound of boots echoing in the corridor. You didn't want anyone to see your face, which you were ashamed of, so you curled up on your side before pulling up your blanket to hide your face.

You pretended to be asleep.

The door opened. The person slowly walked to the edge of your bed and sat down.

"You sleep?" Sabo's voice whispered.

Faced with your lack of response, he stood up and you felt a kiss being placed in your hair.

"Rest easy and don't ever scare me like that again. It would hurt me to lose you before I could tell you I liked you."

And he left as silently as he had arrived.

𝐉𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄

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[cbrownjc]

Alice is in her third trimester

I've seen a few comments about Daniel possibly cheating on Alice with Armand and I'm kinda like . . . you're assuming that Daniel or Armand -- who regularly, at least in the books, would be in situations where Armand would sit in a chair and watch Daniel have sex with other people -- would themselves view that as cheating. Because I don't think they would've. (At the very least, not younger Daniel.)

It's been talked about, more than once, about how the vampires in this universe are inherently polyamorous. I don't think Armand would care at all about sharing Daniel with another lover. And Daniel, being entangled with Armand (and quite possibly Louis as well) for so long might have himself become not overly concerned with such a thing.

I think Alice is the only one who would have cared that Daniel was sleeping with someone else (if she ever found out), and would have seen it that way. But I, personally, can see Armand and younger Daniel not caring about that view of things in the slightest . . . particularly because they were the ones who were together initially anyway. And that Daniel probably first ever got together with Alice during one of Daniel's running away periods.

Because the main thing that led to their splits sometimes, i.e. Daniel running away, was because Armand's refusal to make Daniel a vampire. Other than that, though? Nothing else in the relationship between them was a problem, particularly for Daniel. And I think that is going to be true wrt the show's version of events. Still being with his vampire lover, even after he may have gotten married? Don't think it is at all outside of possibility -- or that Daniel would have any guilt about it.

And THAT piece of information -- that the only problem he had with the relationship with Armand is that Armand wouldn't turn him -- is going to be the info that Daniel, in the present, likely won't want to face about himself IMO.

Daniel is clearly accepting of the fact that he was a shit father and a terrible husband. But accepting the possible true reason behind all of that?

I said it last year, and I'll say it again -- the revelation about the Devil's Minion that's going to hit Daniel the hardest is very likely going to be the one that reveals he has ZERO moral high ground when it comes to these vampires.

At the moment, Daniel can tell himself that he asked Louis for the Dark Gift because he thought Louis was wasting it. But that excuse is not going to work when it comes to the years and years he asked and wanted Armand to turn him.

That Armand refused to break his vow to never bring another into The Blood -- that is what ended up being what drove them apart. Not any moral conscious Daniel ever had, or grew, about being with Armand at all. Not even whatever transpired regarding Daniel and Alice (and Daniel getting her pregnant likely not just once, but twice, never mind marrying her.)

If Armand had decided to break his vow back then, then IMO, Daniel would have accepted. Alice or no Alice. Kids or no kids. Because while Daniel in the present has nice, even sincerely heartfelt memories about Alice? His past self was clearly emotionally checked out of whatever relationship he had with her by the time of that pregnancy announcement in 1985.

1985. The same year when, in the books, Armand finally did break his vow and turn Daniel, on Halloween. And this is what Daniel had to say about it when Armand finally decided to turn him:

"But don't you see," Daniel said, "all human decisions are made like this. Do you think the mother knows what will happen to the child in her womb? Dear God, we are lost, I tell you. What does it matter if you give it to me and it's wrong! There is no wrong! There is only desperation, and I would have it! I want to live forever with you."

As long as Daniel held any knowledge of not only vampires but of Armand specifically, this is what he would think, what he would always want. And that, IMO, is why he was emotionally checked out when Alice announced that pregnancy. Because, at that point in time, he still held the knowledge, of not just vampires, but Armand himself.

And they were still very much entangled with each other at that time IMO. Still lovers.

My theory is that it isn't Daniel kicking his drug habit that had him "getting his shit together." Well, okay, he did kick a drug habit, but the drug in question was actually Armand's blood. Not to mention Armand himself.

And I think that event happened sometime around when Alice was in her third trimester. (Hence, the name of that track listing).

. . . .

I'm also beginning to wonder if Armand actually was the one who repressed/blocked Daniel's memories of him, or if it was someone else. No, I don't think Louis was the one who did it, (or Lestat either btw), and Armand doing it does make the most sense, given he clearly is not harboring any happy thoughts about Alice, and Daniel splitting from him for her. But a day or so before the new clip came out, @faerywhimsy made a comment to me about who could have also done it, given a comment I made elsewhere about the timeline length Daniel and Armand were apart, and what book-event that matches up with and well . . . .

That person being the one who took Daniel's memories not only tracks wrt the timeline Armand and Daniel spend apart, but it would also track when it comes to the relationship Armand has with that person too. That's all I'm saying . . .

. . . .

Anyway, yeah. I think it was around Alice's third trimester when Armand and Daniel actually split for good. Which, depending on when she got pregnant could conceivably be around towards the end of 1985. Though, more possibly, go over into 1986. But I think that is why there is actually a track named that when it comes to the score for Season 2. Because that time period became a significant one. The time when Daniel actually "got his shit together."

And maybe why, in the present, he can have such love and loving thoughts about Alice. Because the reasons for his being emotionally checked out were no longer at the forefront of his mind for so long anymore (even if he still ended up being a shitty husband and father still -- with Alice as his ex and his kids not speaking to him -- without them).

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕓𝕚𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕟 𝕞𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @vodka-glrl request: UMMMM GA MING GA MING GA MING!!! CAN WE GET A GA MING X READER OUT HERE!? So the whole thing is the reader comes from a rich family who kinda doesn't approve of her (yup fem! Reader if you're comfortable) and ga ming dating so they don't allow her to go watch gaming perform during lantern rite so gaming is just so sad during the whole performance but the reader sneaks out of the house so she could go watch him!! :3

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ HIIII!! Omg yes!! I really hope I got Ga ming somehow right because gosh I adore this boy but then again, I dorn have experience with writing for him yet.

Fem!reader wasn't really any problem so hope you like it! Also one-shot format because I felt like it's better like that!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

It was finally day if the Lantern Rite and Ga ming was bouncing from excitement when he thought of tonight's performance! Not only because he loves pe forming but also and mostly because his beloved will come to watch him!

You said yesterday that you'll do your best to come, in fact you promised you wouldn't miss it for the world! He knows how your parents are and he knows he should probably not have this much hope... but somehow he just couldn't. It's like your presence was sure already and he wanted to make it the best performance of his life yet so you'll be only proud of him! Who knows? Maybe he'll even steal a kiss or two for his good work?

But when he finally entered the area and jumped high above the audience, looking for you. He didn't saw your eyes, your hair, your clothes, nothing! You didn't come after all... Big smile on his face was washed away for a second. But it was quickly replaced with sadder smile, he may be disappointed but he won't make this moment sad to others because of his own feelings!

"(Did her parents really were this forcing? It's just one performance... and on Lantern Rite... I made sure to practice this play thousands of not millions of times too!)"

You on the other hand, had your stealth mission! You could see in distance lights of Lantern Rite and hear loud music, accompanied with cheering of the people. You knew you were running late.

With even more motivation, you finally jumped from the window onto the tree nearby and carefully for down with it's help. And when you did, you ran towards the event like you never did before. You honestly didn't care if your hair will get messy or if you get sweaty, all you wanted right now is to see your boyfriend's performance and not make him feel like you abandoned him on this special day!

"(Oh please let it be a long show... so I can come at least for the ending..!)"

Performance kept going, Ga ming had many glimpses at crowd, hoping he just didn't notice you and you're actually there somewhere! During one of these peeks... at the very end of performance when he almost lost his hope, he noticed you in the crowd! He noticed how you were panting from tiredness but also smiled brightly upon hearing him perform, leading to bright and honest smile return to his face.

It was a big part now... and he made sure to catch up for precious part of the performance and make it the best part yet! He didn't thought much of it at the moment but he probably wanted to help you see what you missed too! And maybe get some praise after the show~

When it was over, he carelessly took his costume off and ran towards the crowd, looking for you.

"Y/N! You came in the end!"

He immidietly hugged you upon seeing your face. His embrace contained all emotions he felt, being both happiness and expressing how much he missed you.

"Of course! My parents tried stopping me but there was no way I'd miss your performance! It was just so great! I felt the shivers on my body... in a good way of course!"

You then leaned to give his cheek a little congratulations kiss. He deserved it and you wanted to show a bit of affection after being so late too.

He for one squeezed you tighter in response for a short while before letting go to not hurt you accidentally. And this night is not over yet so he wanted to get out of this as much as possible!

"Alright~ Why won't we go get some dim sum since we're together now? My treat!"

"Oh absolutely! You know I can never say no to that!"

Both of you were eager to spend time with each other and probably a bit hungry so you arrived in no time! Of course holding hands on your way, as well as inside of the restaurant~

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@bleachtheidiot @vodka-glrl - come get your dim sum lover!

[logansargeantsbabymom]

Too Good To Say Goodbye pt 5

Logan Sargeant x Fem!Reader, Lando Norris x Fem!Reader

warnings: cursing, mentions of miscarriage/stillborn

part 1 I part 2 I part 3 I part 4 I part 5 I part 6

I couldn't put this off anymore. I had to talk to Logan about the night in the delivery room and I had to tell Lando about my reoccurring dreams. I know I technically haven't done anything wrong and I haven't cheated but something about my dreams have been feeling a little too real. My feelings for Logan might be too real.

No, stop that Y/N, Logan treated you like shit, there's no way you possibly like him. No. You're not that naive , you know better than to have feelings for a man that treated you like shit. But he also gave you a kid. A kid you so desperately wanted, one you needed to have, to love, to hold, to care for, to cherish after my first born passed.

I'd gotten off the phone with Logan shortly before Lando re-entered our room.

"She's finally back down, her pacifier fell out of her mouth." all Lando said before he got back into bed, trying to cuddle me. I felt so awful with myself and felt like I didn't deserve his comforting touch so I scooted away and attempted to get out of bed.

"Hey what's wrong? Where are you going?" a hint of sadness in his voice but that was quickly covered up with a simple clearing of his throat.

"Shower. Me and Lily are gonna hang out. Maybe you and Oscar could have Yelena for the day? I know Oscar has been begging to take her out and be the favorite uncle but I don't trust him alone with my daughter." a chuckle leaves my lips as I try not to sound nervous.

Why is the thought of having a civil conversation about the well being of my daughter with her father making me feel so icky and nervous? Part of me longs to have a healthy relationship with Logan, I mean he was my everything. Logan made me believe in love, he gave me 2 wonderful pregnancies even if I'll be able to never meet my other baby.

I quickly gathered things that I would need for my shower, a McLaren t-shirt, a pair of jeans, a bra, underwear, my Bose speaker, and a pair of slides before I made my way into the bathroom. I turned the shower on hot before I set everything down and got all my hair products that I'd need.

I took my H/C hair out of the bun I'd just had up prior, letting it fall past my shoulders in a curly nappy mess. I loved my hair don't get me wrong, but all the products I needed for it and how fast it would get nappy would sometimes be too much for me.

Stepping into the hot shower, I let it flow over me and letting my hair get soaked before I started lathering on some shampoo. While I was working the shampoo on my scalp, I couldn't help but imagine a life where Logan and I were endgame, a life where we didn't have split custody of our daughter, a life where when me and Yelena went to the paddock we were going into the Williams garage to cheer for Daddy instead of going into McLaren to cheer for mommy's new boyfriend, a life where little Theo James Sargeant was still alive.

Thinking about little Theo always made me emotional, I couldn't ever imagine a moment in the future where I could talk about him and not want to sob and quite frankly, I don't want their to ever be a time where it doesn't. I'll feel like I forgot about him and that's the last thing I want.

Maybe if Theo was alive none of this would've happened, me and Logan would still be happy, we could have 2 kids instead of 1. If Theo were here all my problems would be solved, I would be happy, Logan would be happy, but I wouldn't be with Lando. Life had its ups and downs, I wouldn't trade my relationship with Lando for the world.

It felt like I was lathering my scalp while being deep in thought for hours but in reality, when I snapped out of my trance I heard the ending of Taylor Swift's All Too Well (10 minute version). I quickly rinsed the shampoo out before quickly conditioning and brushing my hair out. I put my hair up in a little bun to allow my hair to soak up as much conditioner as possible while I scrubbed the rest of my body clean, I decided that today would be one of my ‘everything’ shower days so I also grabbed Lando’s razor that he has in the shower and shaved my legs and armpits.

Once I was done shaving, I took my hair out of the bun and rinsed the conditioner out while simultaneously raking my hands through my hair to get rid of the knots that formed. Once that was done I turned off the shower, wrapped my velcro towel around my body and wrapped my hair in a towel wrap. I’d looked at the time on my phone while trying to change the song, only to realize that I’m supposed to meet Logan at a little coffee shop that was 10 minutes away, in 20 minutes and I wasn’t ready yet.

I’d quickly a no makeup makeup look before quickly drying off my body and throwing my clothes on. I took my hair out the wrap and quickly, but efficiently worked some product in my hair to make sure I still had the curl and bounce when it dried.

I was so busy rushing out of the bathroom that I almost ran right into Lando who was holding Yelena.

“Oh there’s mommy!” Lando says while he points in my direction while simultaneously poking Yelena’s tummy “We were just coming to say bye to you. Oscar is waiting in my car” a smile appears on my face. Lando’s been so good to me and how do I repay him? I’m going behind his back to talk to my ex and baby dad about reoccurring dreams I’ve had about us being a happy family after our little “moment” in the delivery room.

I place a quick sweet kiss against Lando’s lips before I place a big fat one on Yelena’s head “Sorry I took long in the bathroom. Took an ‘everything’ shower, you know how it is.” a small chuckle leaves his lips before we hear a honk from outside “You guys should get going before Uncle Oscar gets mad” I say while I also place delicate pokes on Yelena’s tummy. A quick nod, faint goodbye and a goodbye kiss from Lando was what I got before he left.

I checked my phone again, I had 5 minutes to get to a coffee shop that was 10 minutes away. I quickly shot Logan a text saying that I was gonna be about 5 minutes behind schedule because I got caught in ‘traffic’. I figured it was believable when Logan shot me a ‘All good, I’ll be here when you arrive’ text.

——

When I’d arrived at the little coffee shop I spotted Logan in a quiet corner. He quickly spotted me because he’d basically leaped out of his seat to welcome me.

“Hey, I figured since you were gonna be late, I’d just order your drink for you. I got you a y/f/d, I hope that’s still your favorite.” the nervous smile that sprawled across his face made my heart clench. He was so cute, oh how badly I wanted to grab his face and pull him close to me. I shook my head to rid the thoughts in my brain.

“Yep, once my favorite always my favorite.” I graciously took the drink from his hands before we both sat down. We sat in silence for what felt like forever before Logan started the conversation.

“So, I called you here because, oh man, how do I say this? I asked you to be here because,” he let out a shaky breath before continuing “because ever since that night in the delivery room, I haven’t stopped dreaming of you. About us, all of us being one big happy family. Me, You and Yelena just living the life and I can’t help the yearn for that. I know you want nothing to do with me but” he placed his hand on top mine that rested on my drink “I know I fucked up big time all those months ago, and I know you hate me and want nothing to do with me, but please, give me one more chance. One more chance to prove to you that I’m a better, changed man. To prove to you that I’ll do anything it takes to be the best father and husband I can be. I love you and Yelena, will all of my heart, soul and bones I love you.”

Tears welled up in my eyes, I can’t tell him I’ve had the same dreams and that I feel that way too. The universe has a weird way of trying to get people together.

I pull my drink up to my lips which caused his hand to fall off mine. “Logan, I- We can’t- I’m with” I closed my eyes and took a long deep breath before I tried to continue “Logan, I love you more than you’ll ever know. You gave me a beautiful daughter and a life I never thought I’d have. I owe you so much but that debt I owed you went straight down the drain the moment you said that I should’ve killed myself, the moment you said I was another piece of ass to you and the moment” a few tears slipped “The moment you said you could impregnate ANY woman.”

I placed my drink down before grabbing a napkin from the dispenser on the table to wipe the fallen tears off my face. A beat or two passed before anyone said anything.

“Do you ever think,” Logan waited a beat before the continued, almost as if he was regretting what he was about to say “Do you ever think that if Theo were still here, none of this would’ve happened? That we’d be happy and together, that Yelena would be able to meet her big brother?”

I could see the tears forming in Logan’s eyes and the tears that once stopped falling came right back.

A choked sob left my throat at the mention of our late son. My body shook with so much pain and sadness that I hadn’t notice Logan left his seat. Not at least until I felt his big strong arms wrap around my body in a tight embrace. I could feel his body shake in his own quiet sobs. We stayed like this for what felt like hours, just in an embrace, sobbing, in public, where everyone is staring.

“Y/N?” Oh no, I recognized that voice. We pulled apart at the mention of my name turning to see Lando pushing a stroller and Oscar following suit “I thought you said you were hanging out with Lily?” Lando sounded suspicious as he looked between Logan and Me observing both of us red eyed. “Why are you both crying? Baby, are you okay?”

“Oh! Yes! Haha, Lily was running late so I grabbed a drink and saw Logan here and then we started talking about Theo” I said wiping the tears from under my eyes again

Oscar’s eyes closed and his face contorted in its own way of saying ‘oh no’

“That’s so funny babe because” Lily walked in “We actually ran into Lily and she mentioned nothing about your guys’ plans. Actually said that she’s been trying to set up a day where you guys could spend the day out and shop and have girls night but said that you kept postponing it. So why are you here with Logan and why’d you lie?”

The tension between us so thick you could hack it with a butcher knife a few times and it wouldn’t cut.

I’ve been caught in lies before but this one, I don’t know how I’m getting out of it.

“I promise I will tell you everything Lando, just not here”

Lando turned and whispered some things to Oscar and Lily whom nodded in agreement before handing them the stroller and the diaper bag and kissing Yelena goodbye.

He’s taken on such a natural fatherly role in her life that to the outside world, Yelena was his daughter and that’s what I admired about him, that’s why I fell in love with him and that’s why I really, really can’t lose him.

“We’re leaving.” was all Lando said before I whispered a goodbye to Logan and followed him out the door and to his McLaren.

The car ride home was awkward and silent. It hadn’t felt this bad in a car alone with him since I told him all those months ago about what happened with me and Logan. After what felt like an eternity we finally arrived at our house. The walk inside and into our bedroom was also awkward and silent.

Oh how I hated when Lando was mad at me.

“Why’d you lie?” it sounded cold, kinda made my heart break “Why were you out with Logan and why did you lie to me?”

“I-” I released a shaky breath “I met with Logan because” I was cut off

“Are you still in love with him?” betrayal and heartbreak coated Lando’s voice

“No! Absolutely not! Lando please don’t think like that!” I quickly walked over to him cupping his face and used my thumb to wipe a stray tear from his face

“I was with Logan because he wanted to talk about that night in the delivery room. He wanted to tell me that he’s been having dreams of us being a big happy family. He asked me what he could do to get me back, to win us back” the look in his eyes told me he believed what I was saying

“and what did you say?”

“I told him that after the way he treated me that I would never get back with him.” I felt him nod against my hands that were still holding his face before I wrapped them around his neck and pulled him into a tight hug feeling his arms wrap around my waist and squeezed tight.

I wanted to stay like this forever, wrapped up in his tight embrace. I felt like nothing bad could happen, I felt on top of the world and that’s how I wanted to stay, but all good things eventually come to an end.

The churn of my stomach is what pulled me away from Lando and I knew I was gonna be sick. I rushed myself to the bathroom before spilling my guts into the toilet. Lando quickly rushed in to hold my hair back and rub my back.

“I’ll be back. I’m gonna grab you a bottle of water” Lando said before he quickly jogged to the kitchen.

I’ve been sick before, but this felt different. I’ve felt this kind of sickness before. Twice, actually. I rested my head in my arms on the toilet seat before frantically looking around in the sink cupboard. I had to search quickly before Lando came back, I couldn’t find it and I didn’t want to call for Lando. One more quick search of lifting things up is when I finally see them.

pregnancy tests.

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[spinningwebsandtales]

Imagine Taking Megumi Trick-or-Treating With Toji

Toji Fushiguro X FemReader

Rating: T

Warnings: Toji is a jerk at first but it'll get better at the end, suggestive themes

Word Count: 882

It was getting late and instead of getting worried, you were getting annoyed. Toji had promised that he would be back in time to take Megumi out Trick-or-Treating with you. Now your son was sitting on the couch all dressed up in his ninja costume with a big pout on his face.

"It's okay Megumi," you patted his head. "I'm sure your dad is just running a little bit behind."

He nodded not confident in his father's ability of being there for him. You stomped to the bedroom already dialing his number on your cell phone.

"Yeah," Toji grunted on the other side.

"Where are you," you snarled.

"Races," he replied simply.

"Do you know what day it is?"

"31st."

"Halloween," you gritted your teeth.

"Yeah...and?"

"You selfish jerk! You promised our son that you would take him out Trick-or-Treating." You had put up with a lot when it came to Toji. You loved him dearly but you didn't like him abandoning his duties as a father. "I don't know why you promise him things and just ignore them like they're unimportant. Don't you know how bad it hurts him?"

"Quit your nagging," Toji grumbled. "I'll head home now. Problem solved."

"Problem not solved. Stay there and lose everything we own just don't show up at all."

You ended the call, debating on throwing your phone against the wall so he couldn't call again. You tried to calm yourself as you didn't want your emotions to upset Megumi. He had been excited for Halloween for over a week now and you didn't want to take that fun from him. If Toji wouldn't keep his word, it was up to you to step in.

"Where's dad," Megumi asked as soon as you came back into the room.

"Your dad got busy with work," you replied with a soft smile. "But we'll go out there and we'll get a ton of candy!"

He beamed up at you, before pulling down his ninja mask. You took his hand and walked out into the neighborhood. Kids swarmed the streets, pulling on adults as they went from house to house. You had planned to just take Megumi around the small neighborhood but the fresh air was doing wonders for your whirling mind, you decided that you both would stay out as long as possible. You knew about cursed spirits that plagued the world so you didn't want to stay out too late. The darker it got, the more dangerous the surroundings became.

Megumi's neon orange pumpkin pail was halfway full when a hand gripped your shoulder. You whirled around ready to fight your attacker when you were met with the sheepish grin of Toji.

"Sorry," he mumbled rubbing his neck.

"Don't apologize to me," you nodded to the dark haired boy that was finishing at his current house. "Apologize to our son."

Megumi turned from the door to walk back to your side, when he spotted his father standing beside you.

"Dad!"

He tackled Toji causing him to step back. Toji laughed stroking his son's spiky hair.

"Sorry I'm late," he said and you nodded your approval.

"That's okay," Megumi hugged Toji tighter before taking his dad's hand. Toji held onto him before offering you his other hand. You laughed and rolled your eyes, before taking his offered hand. You nuzzled into his side while you three walked to the next house. He kissed your cheek when Megumi tugged away to race to the front door.

"Thank you for showing up for him," you said after a few moments passed by.

"Some dad I am huh?"

You snorted, "You step up when it matters most. If I couldn't handle things you throw at me Toji, I wouldn't have married you."

"You saying I'm a handful?"

"Possibly," you grinned.

He stared, eyes gleaming as he grasped your chin. With a searing kiss that made you weak in the knees, you forgotten how much you adored this man. Your husband. The father of your precious little boy. Seeing Megumi making his way back to you both Toji released you, eyes promising more to come later on tonight. Megumi paused to show you both his haul before marching with purpose to the next house.

It didn't take long for his bucket to be filled to the brim. And despite his fruitless protests it was time to go back home and look through all of the goodies Megumi had gotten. With you both on either side of the young boy, Toji took the time to appreciate his little family. While he knew that his type of job was something he wanted to save Megumi from, he couldn't help but think that maybe just once in his life he had done something right to earn the love of you both. He had a lot of making up to you tonight, as you always brought him back and kept him in line. He was thankful for you and after Megumi was down for the count after his sugar high he was going to show you how thankful he is. You looked towards Toji who had a certain look in your eye. You knew immediately that you wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight.

"Happy Halloween," Toji purred in your ear causing you to shiver.

[qwymarkii]

(in)dependent

wc: 1.4k

tw: angst, mentions of intercourse, hardships, mentions of self-harm, miscommunication, crying, boyfriend!mark x fem!reader

a/n: not proofread. sorryy

not everything works.

some things can't be salvaged.

that's what mark told himself. what he's felt for the past year of how this relationship of yours wasn't his fault neither yours, that it had to come to an end. mark missed you. the week break the students were given was getting closer to the day you'd all have to return.

mark knocked upon the wooden door, which was immediately met by a giddy you, engulfing your boyfriend. mark of course smiled as he breathed in your scent. mark stepped inside your dorm, removing his shoes and placing his bag down. "what's got you so happy today? we have to go back tomorrow?" he questioned.

you laughed pulling him by the wrist to sit him onto your bed. you climbed on top of his lap kissing against his neck and jawline, beginning to speak, "nothing, i just missed. . . you. i was thinking we could—" mark then cut you off.

"no, no yn i think. . . we – we need to talk." he stated trying to push you off of him. it's like you were obsessed. not that there's a problem with that, he's your boyfriend after all but you were too obsessed. overzealously craving him.

mark was serious, you attempted to nip at his neck more, whining softly. but mark only pushed you completely off of him now standing in front of you. "don't do this mark, don't—baby don't leave me." you cried pulling at his shirt. "i need you close to me."

frustrated, mark put his hands up to his face to block his emotions. if without context, it'd seem like you were a creepy, fanatical person over your lover. but deep down you were just someone who wasn't given attention as an adolescent and now had someone to cling to, to grasp that attention from. you felt as if you needed to please mark, he was your boyfriend if you wanted him to stay, that would get the job done.

you thought that sex could be the glue to all your problems, make it seem like you were more appealing to love, just to show how devoted you were to mark. you'd hope in that case, mark would reciprocate. "no. what do we need to talk about? are you hurt? is something wrong?" if there was something wrong with your boyfriend that'd only make it 10 times worse for you.

mark sat down next to you, placing his hands on your thighs to soothe you. "baby, im fine i just need you to talk to me in this moment. okay?" mark circled his thumb against your exposed skin, bringing himself closer to you. "i just wonder." he trailed off, hesitant to ask. "have you ever thought of other ways to display your affection?"

your heart skipped a beat. "what do you not like when we —" your words frantically spilling out.

"no, no, no that's not it yn. its just." mark sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose "i-i just need some space you know? there's just a lot of the time where we — i don't want to be pleased in that way?" he said, pressing his lips in a thin line to reject his emotions.

"so no more. . ." you quietly asked, voice breaking. mark let his head slightly fall, "no yn im not saying no more. but a break wouldn't hurt... you know." he finished, you wrapped your arms around him, placing your head into the crook of his neck.

"i just love you so much. i-i need you, you're so perfect and i don't want you to leave me. i just want to show you how much you mean to me." you confessed. mark sighed it didn't seem like you were one-hundredly getting the message.

"im not going to leave you yn, im not going anywhere." mark reassured you, rubbing your tears away with his thumbs. "you- we just need to find a healthier way to cope with your needs towards me. okay?" tears continued to fall down your cheeks as mark continued. though he didn't completely intend for it to come off as you were being obsessive, he needed you to know that.

you shook your head trying to prevent more tears from falling, but it only intensified. "it's just.. mark~ i can't help it. it makes my skin itch i just want to touch you, even if we're out with friends. i just hate standing there not being able to let everyone see how much i love you. how much i appreciate you. mark i love you. i really do." you pleaded, biting the dead skin off your lips. mark cupped your chin bringing your gaze towards his.

"babe i know. . i know you hate it, but sometimes it can be too much for me. you don't have to please me in sexual ways to show that you love me. . ." your tears flowed like a river, constantly pouring down your face as you tried to understand where your lover was coming from.

"but, but i don't get to see you that often, especially with our dorms being split by gender. and we don't have any classes together, so i just want to make you feel good. i feel closer to you when we do." you explained, hoping he'd get where you were coming from. you thought maybe he brought this up because you'd been two had been at your friends alot more recently due to something they'd been going through.

"we've been sleeping in the same bed for a few nights now at karina's. yn promise me we're close." mark placed a kiss upon your forehead.

you brought your face slightly back up, kissing mark's neck, but he jerked back. "yn, stop." he places his hands on your shoulders to restrain you. he hates that he had to be this stern with you, seeing how easily it broke you down. but the conversation you just had telling you not to do that exact thing. he needed to tell you.

"why?"

"because. because yn i just kindly asked for you to give me some space! i love you yn i really do but i need the space. im so fucking exhausted you don't get it..." mark finally raised his voice out you for the first time ever.

he didn't like what he'd done but it had to been done. of course he'd know it wouldn't end well, you were too sensitive to be spoken to in that tone, but the action you were partaking in had to be addressed sooner or later.

you sat up and immediately got off of your boyfriend, feeling nauseous. it might've seemed dramatic but you detested the way it felt when people raised their voice to you. especially, when this was the one person you loved and adored most.

mark ran after you, unfortunately not quick enough before he was met with a slammed door. he'd never seen you react this quick to a situation like this and it brought panic to himself. mark knocked at the door, "yn, don't do this. . ." all that could be heard was your soft cries on the opposite side.

"yn. please i didn't mean to upset you like this.."

"go away mark!" you yelled back.

"no. im not going away til you open this door."

"i thought. . . you wanted your space. well look now you've gotten it. all the fucking space you could ever want." you spewed out, through tears and a broken voice. "baby..." silence was returned. mark called once more but only was met with the same silence.

"don't hurt yourself. please don't tell me you're hurting yourself..." mark cried, this whole situation seemed completely fucked.

"im not. mark just leave me be please."

"yn don't do this again, i'm here for you, i love you. i love the affection you give me, it's a bit excessive but i still love you. and i will no matter what. it was wrong of me to shove you off me like that and raise my voice...please don't hurt yourself." he pleaded, the last thing he need was you hurting yourself in any way.

"i'm not."

"good. can you come out then?"

"no! i want you, i just don't want to talk" you slowly opened the door and as per usual you clung onto him right away. "just hold me, i'm sorry for pushing you to do things, but please let me be close."

mark guided you over to your bed and lied down with you still in his arms. "i can do that, it's alright"

"just please don't yell at me again" you mumbled.

although the problem was never resolved, it had it one step closer to being fixed. that being realization of the problem. mark could fix you. he would fix you.

[saminsecret]

How the slashers would react to a male s/o

just a little something to jumpstart this page ❤️

tw for some mentions of homophobia/outdated views

Michael Myers ('78):

He wouldn't care. He's got a lot more on his plate than worrying about whether his partner has a dick or a vagina. The fact that he hasn't killed you yet should be enough for you.

He wouldn't understand your insecurities. Why does it matter so much to you? He thinks you focus on the wrong things, but he won't say that to you. Not because he cares if he hurts your feelings, he just doesn't want to deal with your emotional turmoil at the moment. Although, if someone were to criticize your relationship, he might get irritated enough to kill them. Depends on your reaction and his current mood at the moment. Michael isn't the best at emotional support, sorry.

He'd defend you after a while. Lets not beat around the bush, its the 70s/80s, your gonna experience a lot of homophobia if your openly gay/bi. Michael knows what it's like being tormented by others, he was in a mental institution his entire life. If you end up getting discriminated against, verbally or physically, he'd kill the bully, plain and simple. He doesn't see this as an act of affection though; just something he needed to do. Still, your heart swoons a bit when he protects you. Enjoy it Y/N!

Daniel Robitaille

He'd be...confused. Daniel grew up in the late 1800s, and while being gay wasn't unheard of, it was definitely seen as a sin. He never thought he himself could ever be in love with another man.

He'd need time. He wouldn't know what to do with himself as this was entirely new territory for him. Homophobia was most definitely a value he grew up around, although he himself might not be homophobic. He was the son of a slave, a black man in the 1800s, an artist only loved for what he could make. He understands discrimination more than anyone else, so he defiantly wouldn't use your identity against you. Still, its a change so he'd be cautious to start anything with you.

He loves you no matter what. Ultimately, it only takes him a little while to come to terms with the fact that he doesn't care what you are, he loves you all the same. "We are one of the same, Y/N. Without you, I am nothing. Our pain will be told for generations. Be my victim, Y/N."

Jason Vorhees

Is this okay, mother? Pamela was a christian woman, so its pretty likely she had some outdated views on gay people. Not necessarily homophobic in nature, but she said some questionable things out of ignorance. Jason was raised with her values, so he'd have the same outdated views. He'd have to unlearn a few things for this relationship to really work. That being said...

Jason understands you. This is what really brings you two into an eventual relationship. He was born disfigured, and the world never let him forget it. And you? Well, it was the 80s, so... both of you were treated harshly for things you have no control over. Pamela would be more sympathetic towards you as well, and would eventually approve of this relationship, as you've proven you can give Jason everything he deserves. "Oh Jason, I knew Y/N was a good boy, just like you!'

He'd adore you all the same. Oh, to have someone (other than Pamela) who loves him! He would ultimately not care about your gender, and would make sure to let you know it. He loves you Y/N, don't ever doubt it!

Brahms Heelshire

Realistically... You wouldn't have been considered for the babysitting job as Brahm's parents probably only considered female candidates. That being said, you'd be hired after a slew of failed female nannies; Brahms wanted to try something new!

He'd love watching you. Oh Y/N, you may be a boy, but you're the prettiest boy he's ever seen! Seriously though, he loves to watch you taking care of doll, cooking food, moving around the estate, existing...you're just so different, Y/N! And he'd feel more connected to you because you understand certain problems...especially morning problems if you catch my drift.

He'd fall into stereotypes. Listen listen, Brahms was raised with old values, like 18th century old values, so even though you're both guys, he still expects you to fall into the "woman" role (cooking, cleaning, taking care of him, ect..). Brahms is a man, Y/N! Treat him like a king! Wait, what do you mean you're a man too? I-Its different, okay?! (You're gonna have to sit him down and talk out all those old value views if you want to be able to tolerate him).

[daisybianca]

Could you do one where you're having an argument and flash him your tits. All or lando please and thank you 🥰

pairing: lando norris x femalereader

summary: you get into a mini argument with your boyfriend because of his demanding job. so you figure out a way to calm him down.

warnings: angst, sexual themes, nakedness

(a/n) this is truly... I can't even describe the feeling I got when I first read it. Thank you for suggesting it <3

YOU FELT LIKE you had barely seen Lando the previous day for a couple of minutes before he collapsed into the couch, tired from racing and practicing all week.

Indeed, you loved him too much to complain about the constant distance between the two of you, but this had to stop at some point.

It was like you weren't in a relationship at all.

People at work asked you, "How's Lando doing?" and you just stated he was fine, even though you had talked to him for no more than five minutes that day.

He was too important to you.

So, as you heard the door of your house open, you rushed to greet your boyfriend. "Hey, babe," Smiling, you hugged him tightly and after a few seconds, he wrapped his hands around you as well. "I missed you."

"Ugh..." Lando growled and you took a step back to analyze his facial expression.

"What is it, babe?"

"This headache has been killing me since this morning." He rubbed his forehead as if his flesh could erase the pain there. "I should probably take a long, very long nap."

He got rid of his jacket and backpack, heading to the bedroom after washing his hands and teeth.

You sighed to yourself.

You had to discuss the problem with him in order to fix it. Right now. Your relationship was too worth it not to talk about your personal issues and troubles with each other.

"Umm... Lando?" You entered the enormous bedroom, looking at your boyfriend sat on the mattress, scrolling through his phone.

He immediately dumped his phone on the nightstand, unlocked. A few moments later, the screen of the device blackened. "Yes, love?" He tapped his lap, signaling that he wanted you to sit there.

Approaching, you did as he asked. "I want to talk about something that's been stressing me for a little while, okay?"

"Of course. Tell me what is it and we'll fix it together."

He was so sweat...

If only he didn't have to work all day...

"I feel like we barely spend time with each other lately. And I don't like this feeling at all." You admitted and he looked at you patiently.

"I know," Lando sighed. "I'm so occupied with work and when I get home I'm so exhausted I can hardly eat a meal to keep myself robust."

You were about to cry. Your sensed the burning in your eyes, craving to be released but you tried to hold it back. You didn't want him to see how this whole thing affected you because... it was his job. He loved it just as much as he loved you. There wasn't a single chance you'd forced him choose between you and racing.

"...but you know there's nothing I can do about it. F1 requires constant traveling and practicing. We talked about this before we moved in together."

"Lando, I know, but..." You arised, trying to find the best words to describe your emotional condition at the moment.

"(y/n)!" Lando stood up as well, trying to calm you down. It clearly didn't work. "There's nothing to discuss about. We'll just wait a few months until the summer break and everything will be fine!"

You didn't speak. There was nothing left to say.

He was right. You know he was. You'd been in a relationship for almost three years. This wasn't the first time you and him experienced obstacles like this. You just found ways to overcome them united.

"I've talked to you about how I feel about this." Lando went on. "Even though I adore my job, there's nothing I wouldn't do to make you happy, but honestly--I--I mean..."

"Lando!" You tried to make him stop talking because you already knew he was right. But he wouldn't listen.

So you figured out a way to force him to stop.

"No, (y/n). All I wanted was to--"

Lando's eyes went wide, his eyebrows raised and his jaw kind of... dropped open.

"(y/n)..." He tried to voice his thoughts but it came out weak, his tone unsteady. Your boyfriend, in a failed attempt to cease contact with your naked chest, rubbed his eyes roughly. "Heavens above, I--"

You laughed and collided your lips with his.

His face was so warm and reddened. You loved it.

"This was the only way that could make you shut up." You said between the kiss as his one hand cupped your breast and the other one traveled to your lower back.

"You could just kiss me." He titled his head, aparting your faces just a few inches so he could look directly into your eyes. "Nevermind," He grabbed you, picking you up and placing you on the soft mattress of your bed. "Your boobs reminded me that it's time to cherish them, just like I should be doing every single day for the rest of my life."

[misc-obeyme]

Tbh CC, I don't think MC is still in love with the brothers after everything that's happened,,, thinking about it, it feels more and more like MC is just putting up with the brothers and taking care of them rather than loving them

Imagine MC admitting their love for the brothers died a long time ago and now they're just here to keep things in check, what do you think would happen?

Oh hey Lucifer, bringing me the angst today I see! Ouchies!

I think it probably depends on the MC involved. Generic OM MC is highly tolerant, slightly crazy, and somehow insanely resilient. They've definitely been through a lot and I think it's interesting to note that they have never once had any kind of emotional breakdown. They've had little outbursts here and there, but that's about it.

I think part of this is due to the story format. We've got a situation where MC is a character that doesn't say or do much. They're very reactionary in general.

But if we consider how this same story might go if it was a specific MC, one who was a fully fleshed out character, things can change dramatically. And there is absolutely a chance that MC could fall out of love with the brothers or even not fall in love with them to begin with.

It's kinda funny because I have a preference for the side characters in general and I think it's because they don't need MC to take care of them. The brothers are all very demanding and don't like when MC isn't with them all the time. But the side characters have their own stuff going on and are independent. They're all still hopelessly in love with MC, but they don't rely on MC the same way the brothers do.

But let's consider the scenario where one day MC has reached their limit. They don't explode or anything, but they quietly admit that their love has died and they only stick around out of obligation.

The thing about this is that I think all the brothers would have picked up on it before this moment, but some of them wouldn't know what was happening and others would. For instance, I see Lucifer and Asmo just sorta being like yeah we expected this. Whereas Mammon and Levi would be like okay we knew something was up, but we didn't think it was this!

I think at that point, the brothers would do all they could to change things. They can all be idiots and they get carried away and often cause MC more stress than anything. But I think if they knew how MC felt, that they were feeling this way, they would try to change.

It might not work. These demons are old and old people are often set in their ways. It might be hard for them to change. Then again, they were also created to live as long as they do, so perhaps they're better at adapting than humans are. Maybe they would find it isn't so hard for them to make the changes they need to in order to have MC be more comfortable again.

The problem is that even if they succeed in changing their behaviors, that doesn't mean MC will love them again. No matter what the brothers do, MC won't be able to make themselves love again. It's not impossible, but it's not something that's predictable, either.

I think part of the solution would be MC spending time away from them. Whether that's staying in the Devildom, but living somewhere else such as the castle or Purgatory Hall or going back to the human world, I think it would require some time apart.

I think a lot of times people fall out of love because they change in different directions. So if MC has changed, but the brothers haven't, that could be the cause. It could be that MC and the brothers have both changed, but differently enough that they no longer have that same chemistry from before. And sometimes you just can't fix it.

MC would have to make their choice at that point. If they all spent some time apart, then the brothers actively tried to change, but MC still finds that they aren't in love with them anymore, then MC has to decide. They have to decide if it's worth spending the rest of their life taking care of a bunch of demons who have already managed to survive a long time without them and who will likely live on far after they're gone. If MC is still mortal, they may decide they don't have time for that. Maybe they'll permanently move in to the castle or Purgatory Hall. I think that has a lot of angst potential because they'd still see the brothers a lot, but it'd be like there go my seven exes lol.

Ahhh it's such a sad scenario! And there are a lot of ways it could go, depending on the MC involved. My MC is more likely to lose their shit way before it ever got to this point so I can't even imagine it with them lol. But a quieter MC who feels the responsibility of being everything the demons expect them to be might certainly stick around long enough.

Anyway, this is getting lengthy, but I think it'd be a difficult time for all if this happened. The brothers might try to fix things, but I think in the end everybody would want MC to make the right choice for themselves.

[deliciousdefendorinternet]

in Defence of Creek ( warning if your an Avid Creek Hater you may not want to read this 😂😂 )

ps. Branch will Hair strangle some guy he Barely knew who he didn't even care about for betraying them but doesn't do the same to his Jerkass Brothers who let him down his whole life 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️.

anyway onto the topic at hand 😂😂😂😂

Creek gets an unfair Rap in my opinion sure he technically betrayed the village but when you examine the story of the first film he literally had no other choice.

as there's no other scenario that didn't end with him being Horribly Eaten as soon as he was picked by Chef for Gristle Jr to eat and taken out of the cage his fate was sealed.

unlike the rest of the snack pack he didn't have the option of sitting around waiting on the off chance Poppy would Rescue them.

we see in the Betrayal scene he was literally in Gristle's mouth before he finally played the only card he could and said he'd do what ever they wanted him to do.

and from then on he was kept in Gristle's locket around his neck which I have to say was Horrible poor guy was stuffed in their with no space or light or even air given how tight it was.

and he was kept there until eventually being moved out of the locket and put into Chef's waist bag just before the snack pack got the Locket from Gristle and were then captured by Chef.

and from that point like Creek himself said there was literally nothing else he could do that wouldn't result in him being killed straight away by Chef.

this is what rubs me the wrong way about the movie trying to make him into a villain he has no real agency in the betrayal it'd be a little easier for me to Judge him.

if he was kept in the cage with the Rest of the Snack Pack so he had the option of just having faith in Poppy someone he claimed to care about.

coming to save them but instead he took the more cowardly action and offered to sell everyone out early on in order to save himself then I feel it'd work a little better.

but having him be plucked from the cage early on and literally only betray everyone when he was on the verge of being eaten just makes him a victim in my eyes.

like I'm sorry but he can't be blamed too much for anything he does at that point he's just a normal civilian who's life was put in danger by negligent leaders ( cough Peppy cough ).

he technically wasn't obligated to die then and there and the whole situation with him selling out the Village is a classic Trolley Problem sure its easy to Judge.

from the outside but when we're on the verge of being gruesomely murdered who's to say what each of us would do in the moment to stay alive.

basically its Chef's actions and she's the one to blame not Creek dude was a literal Hostage who had been kidnaped Humiliated by being shoved in a taco and sprinkled with spicy stuff.

and then nearly eaten and then crammed into a tiny locket for presumably Hours and then crammed into a waist bag like how is this guy not the victim here?

and some people do like to point to how he behaved about the whole thing telling Poppy he's doing it for her but I'm sorry that doesn't change anything in my eyes.

sure its an unusual reaction but its also an unusual situation and I see it more as him weakly attempting to justify it to himself since he does admit he wishes there was another way but is promptly reminded by Chef that there isn't.

his Reaction isn't Great but it doesn't change the situation and make him some pure evil person.

a little autistic maybe? given the weird response to an emotional situation he has but yeah it doesn't make him worse in my eyes.

basically to end things the film as well as the fandom that villainise him seem to basically be saying that he should have just laid down and accepted his gruesome fate the first time.

and the movie even ends on a cruel irony of still being eaten along with Chef.

which for Chef is ironic in a karmic way but for Creek its just kinda sad tbh so the film's saying his death was decided at the start and he's a villain for not accepting it the first time.

and as punishment he meets the same fate in the end anyway.

I thought this was a Trolls film not a Final Destination film lol.

anyway even tho its separate cannon I was Happy when he was Revealed to still be alive in TBGO sure I feel his Return could have been written way better.

but Regardless I'm Glad he's still alive he didn't deserve to die and also the movie cannon never contradicts the tv show cannon in Terms of Creek's survival.

so yeah he could very well still be alive in the movies as well sorry Haters 😅😅😅😅.

[vhsgoghs]

secrets (Valeria Garza one shot)

Valeria Garza x female reader

Summary: Valeria kiss her girlfriend for last time before a mission. word count: 990 note: English isn't my first language but i have done my best, sorry for any mistakes.

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★ spanish ver on wattpad (vhsgoghs)

She had endured too many things and her daily life was one of them. She continued there, doing her best not to give in to her thoughts that told her to leave everything behind.

And her only reason for enduring it was the girl who had pressed her lips gently against hers.

"Hello, Val." she murmured, taking a seat next to her and adjusting herself so that there was almost no space between them.

Valeria hated it when people invaded her personal space, but the pretty girl next to her was the exception. She liked that she always looked for a way to be on top of her, hugging her, keeping her company or just sitting next to her.

"Hello" she murmured, shifting her gaze to her and placing a kiss on her cheek.

(Y/N) couldn't help but feel that jumble of emotion inside her, her hands went around Valeria's arm and she laid her head on her shoulder.

She hated having to hide, she hated not being able to kiss Valeria in public, and she hated not being able to show her happy behavior when her other mates were around.

"You have to be serious and focused." It was what everyone had told her before joining the army, but she didn't listen to it, she never thought that she would receive bad looks for her different personality, everyone there was so closed minded that she hated it, sometimes she hated being there.

Then she met Valeria and when her feelings were reciprocated, she felt the greatest joy she had felt in too long, however, there was still a problem: they had gotten bad looks from other people when they started seeing them too close together and she decided it was best to keep it a secret.

Sometimes, Valeria liked her secret relationship, she didn't want to deal with the bad comments, she didn't want to put her sensitive girlfriend through that, maybe it wouldn't affect her, but she knew (Y/N) it certainly would.

(Y/N) had learned to know Valeria in detail and knew that there was something bothering her because she had learned to differentiate between her usual seriousness and those moments where she remained silent thanks to her thoughts.

"What happen?" She asked almost in a whisper. Valeria closed her eyes, sometimes she hated that she knew her so well.

"Have you ever thought about leaving here?" It was a question, even if her tone of voice didn't completely say it.

She sighed, yes, she had thought about getting out of there, but she liked her job, she liked what she did, she knew that she would never accept what she had in mind, would never accept Valeria betraying everything she once believed was right.

"Yes, I think, but I like being with you."

"What if I went with you?"

Her girlfriend raised her face and frowned, she didn't know what to say, her parents would kill her if she dared to leave the army, but something in her tone of voice made the girl think that Valeria already had something on mind.

"Why the question?"

Valeria shook her head, she wasn't going to tell her plan, she wasn't going to tell her how bad she was having it at that moment because she knew that was going to destroy her girlfriend's feelings. Her hands slid to take her girlfriend's in hers, she hated feeling like a secret, but she knew it was for the best.

"There is an important mission today."

"I know." She nodded, she knew she was trying to change the subject, but she wasn't going to force her to talk. "I don't like los vaqueros, but it's work."

Valeria giggled and nodded, she didn't really like working with a team other than her own either, maybe it was for habit or maybe it was because most of them took it as competition, instead of just forming a team in which everyone had to work.

"Come here, we have to work." She murmured. She got up from the ground and extended her hand to help her girlfriend.

There was something in her chest that told her that she shouldn't trust Valeria's attitude, however, she decided not to say anything else, she wasn't going to pressure her.

The rest of the day had gone by normally, however, as soon as she found herself preparing her equipment before leaving, there was something in Valeria's attitude that told her she knew something that she didn't.

"Val." the girl spoke in an attempt to get her attention. She turned and smiled when she saw that her girlfriend had a helmet on, something she never wore, but it looked cute on her.

"Hello, are you ready?"

"Yes, I… I wanted to know if everything was okay." The girl grimaced, she couldn't go on a mission if she felt something was wrong with her girlfriend.

Valeria nodded, but seconds later she looked around, took her hand and gently pulled her to another place where there were not too many people, something was wrong and she knew it perfectly.

"I'm nervous." She admitted. (Y/N) frowned in confusion because Valeria Garza was never nervous and it was something she had always admired about her. "I just want you to know that no matter what happens, remember that I will always come back for you."

(Y/N) nodded, she looked into her eyes with some doubt, she didn't know what was going to happen, she was sure it wouldn't be anything good, but she trusted Valeria more than anything.

Valeria leaned down and pressed her lips against hers, it was a short kiss, just a few seconds, but it seemed loaded with feelings, like those kisses you give frequently thinking that there will always be more.

That was the first time Valeria showed physical affection in public and she couldn't help but smile, not knowing it would be the last.

[bhaalsbabe]

Not all gifts are appreciated

Pairing: pre-tadpole gn!Durge x Enver Gortash

Word count: ~700

Summary/warnings: my thoughts on how the rule of "not meddling with each other's business" came to be; MDNI, mentions of killing, brief gore description, suggestive at the end, Durge origin spoilers

Perfect, you thought to yourself as you arranged a corpse in front of Gortash's desk. You made it sit upright, you made sure it could be seen right from the door that it's missing the mandible. The rest of the body was covered in cuts of various sizes from when you toyed with it, the dried blood proof that they were done when the old man still breathed. You were proud of your handiwork as per usual and you couldn't wait for Gortash to see it too. You paced around the small office, unable to hold back your excitement. When your sharp senses heard approaching footsteps, you could discern from the walking pattern that it's the recipient of your gift. You stopped pacing, pulling yourself together to look more like the Chosen of Bhaal people usually got to see. With bated breath, you waited for the door to open.

"What's th-" Gortash stopped, looking at the corpse in shock, then at the smiling you.

"I've brought you a gift!" You exclaimed, still smiling. "You said he was too much of a hassle, and how you wished he would just stop babbling and die already. Well - he won't be a problem now. See-" You nudged the exposed mouth with your foot, the head rolling to the side as you disturbed the precarious balance. "He won't be able to speak anymore, ever! Aren't you happy?" You beamed at him, like a child showing a picture they've drawn to their parent.

Gortash's perfect facade disappeared as his face contorted in anger. "Happy? You fucking IDIOT! I almost had him sign the deal. Do you have any idea how long it took me to convince old Irlentree to make me his main supplier?!" He raised his voice, still holding a bit of control over his emotions even if he was beyond pissed at the moment. "I had a feeling you might have been the one behind his disappearance but I thought - hoped - you were smarter than that." He rubbed his face in frustration. "And to bring his corpse to MY office too, have you finally lost your mind? This could easily incriminate me and ruin my entire life's work!" He walked towards you menacingly, staring daggers at your face.

You just shrugged it off, however. "Oh stop being so dramatic. I can move lifeless bodies between various locations without being seen." You wrapped your arm around his burly shoulders, bringing him closer to you. "Just tell me a name and I'll make sure they're the one getting framed for this murder. An assassination on the head of a noble house is nothing new, you wouldn't believe how often we get contracts like that. So, calm down, Enver, hm?" You kissed his lips softly, making him focus on you and your body instead of the anger your actions caused him. He tried to push you away, weakly and half-heartedly, before relenting and accepting your advances. You smiled, pulling away after a minute or two of kissing. You patted his head affectionately. "There you go~"

"Let's set up a new rule though. If we are to work together, we won't meddle in each other's businesses anymore. You'll leave the politics to me while I'll leave the cult's dealings to you." You just nodded, clearly not really listening or taking his words to heart, instead you leaned in to kiss him again but he stopped you, pressing his fingers to your lips. "I'm serious. No more murders of my potential business partners, no matter how helpful you think you're being. If I need such service, you're the first one I'll go to and then we'll talk. Understood?" He used his commanding voice at you and you had to control yourself to not grin. He was just so adorable, how he thought he had power over you when you could easily slit his throat before he could even realise what's happening. And yet you decided to cooperate. He pulled his hand away to let you speak.

"I understand." You agreed, your hand coming to play with his messy black hair. "Now let's figure out what to do with this old geezer and then you can reward me for my hard work, hm~?"

He snorted and chucked, shaking his head in disbelief. He let his hands brush over your hips, squeezing them teasingly, before letting you go. "Fine. I already have a few ideas for both."

[takobaki]

˚୨୧ Snowy innocence // PT 4 ˚୨୧

﹒⪩Yuu and the big bad crowd ⪨﹒

﹌﹌﹌Octavinelle dorm﹌﹌﹌

A/N: I think this is the longest chapter yet, so uhm hopefully it was worth the wait, this is also part 1 of Yuu and the big bad crowd 💀

Word count: 2040

WARNINGS: Implied abuse/neglect, kinda confusing maybe?, horrible writing, and characters are ooc

Other parts here

A little girl giggled as her mother pushed her back and forth on the swing set of the newly renovated park, the warm and sunny day being something new in their usually gloom and rainy town. It was a nice change, something needed, and almost picture perfect

"Higher mommy!"

The little girl giggled excitedly with a warm smile while looking behind her, to the woman who only nodded as she let out a chuckle. The two seemed to be having the time of their lives, enjoying some mother and daughter time together

"Hun, if I go any higher you'll fly off!" The mother chuckled as she covered her mouth with her hand, her warm comforting smile growing wider as her child giggled out loudly

"Come of hun, you know that isn't gonna happen!" The little girls father said with a grin as he walked over to his family, his hands resting on his hips "If the little lady says she wants to go higher, then let her go higher!" The dad joked, making the family laugh more, if that was even possible

Staring in jealousy and sadness, Alkni watched the Tvs on display show a happy family spending time at the park together.

Something she never got the consideration of being able to do

As tears welled up in her red eyes, she let out a quiet sob 'Why can't she be able to do that.... Why did her family seem so different from everyone elses- Was her family the problem'

Quickly wiping her tears with her small scarred fist, the little pale girl looked up, slightly surprised as the TV changed screens from the family, showcasing a new swing set

"Swingjoy is now more sturdy and can swing higher then any other swing set on the market! Perfect for your children-"

Alkni stared at the TV with her almost lifeless like eyes. No matter how much she cried or was sad, her eyes never seemed to hold the emotion to show that. 'I wonder if their really like that' The very small girl thought to herself as she clutched onto her dirty nightgown, not knowing the existence of 'Acting', as she thought that everything on TV was real, like most other kids her age did

"Do you think we can go to the park today" Alkni asked her mother as she peeked over the arm of the couch, trying to get a better view of her mother, flinching once her mother snapped her head towards her, rage filling the young womans eyes

"No! If it wasn't for you, I would be able to be relaxing right now instead of having to slave away at work! If I dont get to relax, neither do you!" The woman yelled as she raised her hand, about to hit the little girl until a ding caught her attention, making the woman roll her eyes as she angrily picked up her phone

"Your lucky this time brat" Her mother mumbled as Alkni stood frozen for a second from fear before quickly rushing off to the pathetic excuse of a 'room'

People always that theres two response during moments of danger or fear. Flight or Fight.

Yet there was a third one that Alkni knew all to well

And that was freeze

Sometimes in moments of danger or fear, people tend to freeze, go quiet and still in a attempt for the threat to pass and for them to remain unharmed, yet in some cases, it wouldn't work

Especially for Alkni

Shooting upwards from her much needed nap, Alkni was startled awake as a loud crashing sound was sent through the lounge, surprising even Azul as he had her sat on his lap, since the lounge was closed this late at night

Picking up Alkni gently, Azul sighed as he walked out of his VIP room, going to investigate the cause of the sound only to see Jade and Floyd already there, talking to the ramshackle perfect, grim, and a bunch of Scarabia students

"Surrender quietly!" One of the students yelled, making Alkni let out a quiet yelp as she quickly covered her ears

"Mrrow?! You chased us all the way here!? You guys are seriously stubborn, you know that!" Grim exclaimed as he held up his paw close to his mouth, his eyes wide in shock

Alknis red eyes widened in amazement as she looked at Grim. She had seen cats before, since she had lived on the streets for a good amount of time every week, yet this was the forst talking one shes seen

"Whats all the commotion at this late hour? You've woken up this poor child!" Azul said as he glared at the students who had randomly barged into his lounge at a late hour

"Your Azul Ashengrotto, the housewarden of Octavinelie!" One of the two students yelled making the girl tilt her head slightly. 'Who was Ash- Ashin groundo?' Yeah- thats how you say it...?

"Would you care to explain whats going on here" Azul asked as he raised a eyebrow in suspicion, while holding Alkni, who was started trembling slightly from the loud sounds, closer slightly. "Its none of Octavinelles business! Just hand over the two of them quietly" One of the students shouted as they bawled their hand into a fist

"W..Whats go...going on" Alkni asked quietly as she looked up towards Azul, tears welling up in her red eyes as she tugged on his sleeve slightly

"Now that I'm looking closer, would that be Yuu and Grim sprawled out and quivering on our floor?" Azul stated, almost as if asking a question of the Scarabia students "They look so dingy, I thought they were a pair of dustcloths" Azul said with a chuckle as a attempt to calm down the five year old in his arms ever so slightly

"Hey, are you yankin' my tail here? Who do you think your talking to! And your scaring Alkni!" Floyd said as his glare at the students hardened

"No fighting of any kind is permitted in the Mostro Lounge. This is a place for gentlemen" Azul hissed as he sneered downwards towards the disruptive students while still attempting to be professional, the pale girl nodding even though she didnt fully understanding the meaning of Azuls words

"What was that? Your interfering?" One of the Scarabia boys hissed as he crossed his arms over his chest, returning the glare Azul was giving him "Fine, We'll just have to do this the hard way!" The other boy said with a grin while placing his hand on his hip

Alkni froze. Those words were all to familiar to her. All she knew was that nothing good was going to come out of this situation, and she quickly stared to fear of the Octo-persons safety.

Memories- Memories she had oh so desperately wanted to forget had started to flood her brain like a ocean wave. A ocean wave during a horrible storm

"Why cant brats like you just learn to behave!? If it wasn't for you we would be living happily!" Her father yelled as he dragged her throughout the once clean and joyous house, now being dirty, almost as if it had been abandoned.

Crying, Alkni desperately clawed at her fathers rough fingers, fear filling her small body as she let out choked screams and cries "Fine! You wanna be a spoiled brat! I'll just have to do this the hard way!" The man yelled sharply as he turned to face Alkni, making her stop her attempts of freeing herself as she knew what was to come

Staring out the broken window into her broken and usually dirty home, Alkni stood on the tips of her toes as she peaked in, secretly begging, pleading, that her parents weren't home

"Hopefully she is home"

Alkni thought quietly to herself, tears whelming up in her red eyes, as she reluctantly opened the overly creaky door. If it was up to her, Alkni would just stay on the streets, the burning feeling of jealousy as she watched other kids her age having fun with their parents keeping her warm, instead of having to go back, yet it was the only way she could ever be warm

Warm....

Being warm was all she had ever wanted to feel, and yet she was never able to, as the two people who were meant to keep her warm was the reason as to why she was so cold... So freezing cold.... And yet with these new people- They made her feel so warm... such a desperately wanted feeling which had been long unfulfilled. She had never felt this warm in such a long time, and it was a new experience that should've been welcomed happily-

Yet she couldn't bring herself to welcome it...

She couldn't bring herself to trust these new people, as for all she knew they could end up just like them, leaving her feeling oh so cold. She didn't want that. She never wanted to even feel that in the first place, and yet the world seemed to have different plans for such a poor unfortunate soul like her

"You really love making us do things the hard way" Her mother mumbled as she flicked a invisible spec of dirt to her poor child, who was staring at her in fear, her small body unmoving as her eyes stayed trained on her "We really don't want to do this-" Her mother continued, placing her hands on her hips as she let out a sad sigh "And yet, you're making us do it. If it wasn't for you misbehaving then everything would be all fine" Alkni flinched hard at those words

'It is my fault isn't it..."

"I-I don't deserve to be afraid..."

Tears filled her mothers eyes as she looked to the side... Crocodile tears... A expression of 'sadness' apart on her tired face. Tired of working... And tired of being a mother

Some parents where never meant to have kids, and yet they make their kids suffer for something they cant control

Waking up with a quiet yawn, Alkni felt the warm and salty tears fall down her pale features, something she hadn't noticed till now-

It was all just a dream... or more of a memory, something her mind had subconsciously locked away as a way to cope, hoping to never see the light of day again. And yet, even those few words could bring back such horrible, painful, memories.

With a stretch, the young girl looked around the now quiet room, tilting her head as her eyes adjusted to the dim lights of the Mostro Lounge, which seemed to have been turned on ever so slightly for her in case she was afraid of the dark, just as many other kids were. 'Where are they...?: Alkni thought to herself as she pushed herself off of the barstool she appeared to be napping on, a uneasy feeling filling her chest as since right before everything went dark, it was as loud as a behive

With a hum, the pale girl began to walk around the seemingly empty Lounge, her footsteps echoing throughout the large and nicely decorated area.

Since when was this place so pretty? It looked almost out of a fairy tale, or one of those fancy movies shes seen on those large display TVs. Running her hand along the fishtank that resided nearby, her usually dull eyes grew in amazement, her mouth hanging slightly agape, as a fish suddenly swam closer to her

"H...hello g...een fish" Alkni spoke to the fish, as the fish gently pressed itself closer to the glass, making the 5 year old girl let out a sound she hadn't heard herself make in forever

A laugh

Falling back in surprise of the sudden sound that came from her own lips, Alkni caught herself with her elbow before she could hit the ground too hard, somehow causing the sound to continue, this time much more pronounced.

She had forgotten what this foreign sound that came from her mouth had felt like, as she hadn't had a reason to truly laugh or smile in years, and yet, although strange-

it felt nice, and made her feel warm inside

[pyromegalomaniac]

…hi there! I love your writing style neighbor! I was wondering if you could write a welcome home fic for me!! Wally x a gn reader that Uses music to express emotion, like they always have headphones on and communicate with signals and when others don’t understand they get frustrated? Maybe Wally witnesses them and the reader FINALLY takes off their headphones and talks?

-⭐️star anon ⭐️

This is such a cute idea star anon!! Thanks for saying you like my style!! I wouldn't say I have them on quite to this degree, but I do have my headphones in pretty often!! I know at least one person (*cough cough* mother-) that would consider it a genuine problem, heh. I hope I can use my experience to write this fic for you!! Enjoy!!

(♡˙︶˙♡)

Sing me to Sleep🍎🎧🎵

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It was such a nice day out, I just had to have the perfect music to match. Something cheery and bouncy, that made me want to swing my legs on the park bench I was sitting on.

I took a deep breath in and tasted the fresh air, clean and sweet. The picture perfect day with the perfect soundtrack. I wondered if I took off my headphones if I'd hear birdsong.

But before I could entertain that thought any further, I spotted a figure on the sidewalk opposite me.

It was Julie in front of her house, practicing jump rope. I hopped off the bench and made my way over. She waved as I approached, smiling, and I waved back.

"What's the game today, y/n?" She asked.

I didn't respond, but I picked up a spare jump rope off the ground.

"Oh, sure, we can jump together! Bet you can't beat my best score! 47," she said smugly as she started jumping.

I jumped too, keeping in time with the beat of my music. I jumped until the song was over, and the next and the next...

I hadn't even realized until she was shouting and shaking my shoulder a bit that Julie was trying to talk to me. I turned around to see two hula-hoops in her arm.

After a moment of attempted communication I understood that she was offering me a hoop, and I took it. We hooped for a while, me with my eyes closed.

Eventually the weather turned sour somehow while I wasn't looking, because I felt a raindrop on my arm. I looked up, and sure enough there were clouds covering the sky. Julie was picking up her things and putting them away, and after I helped her get everything out of the rain I waved goodbye and started for my house.

I thought to myself that I could've helped her better. I knew it wasn't her fault, but if she could've understood that I would've stopped what I was doing to help her...

The rain had picked up to a drizzle, and I hoped I could make it. The song playing seemed to spur me on, with its fast tempo urging my feet to speed from a walk to a jog.

I heard something that wasn't my music, though. I slowed and turned my head to see one of my neighbors, Wally, struggling with a painter's easel in his front yard. He heard me approaching, apparently, because he turned to face me.

"Oh, y/n. You wouldn't mind kindly helping me get my masterpiece out of the rain, would you? It's not finished, and it would be such a shame if it got spoiled now..." He turned to face it and put his hand on his chin.

"I don't think I can carry it inside on my own and not smudge the paint. The canvas is just too big."

I put my hands on one side and looked across at him, and he turned to me and looked me in the eyes. I smiled at him, and he seemed to understand.

"Okay, I'll lift this side, and you get that one. Ready?"

We picked it up effortlessly, perfectly in sync. We took his painting inside and then all his supplies, and though we managed to save his artwork, his hairdo which he had clearly worked so hard to maintain had fallen from its pompador-like shape into something floppy and sad, covering over half his face.

"Well," he sighed. "I do very much appreciate it, neighbor. Thanks a lot for your help. Say," he said, putting his hand on my shoulder.

"You're probably cold and wet. Would you like to come inside and I could make warm drinks?"

I nodded, and we headed inside to do just that. When I was seated at the table with my mug in my hand and Wally at the other end of the table, he smiled and thanked me again for helping him.

"How's your... oh, well, I suppose you're not one for conversation, are you y/n..."

I slid my headphones off my head, leaving them around my neck.

"It's delicious. Thank you very much."

Wally looked dumbfounded, his mouth open wide.

"Why... why, y/n! I'm very glad you like it! But... if you don't mind me asking... what made you decide to finally take those off?"

...

"I like the sound of the rain."

...

"And... if I may say, you have a very lovely voice."

"As do you, Wally."

I smiled.

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Here it is, star anon!! I was a bit stuck at the beginning but I think I found it at the end!! I think it turned out pretty cute, at least with Wally and the reader!! I tried to show that he was able to connect with them right away! I hope you liked it, I'd like to say thanks for requesting it!! I look forward to doing more in the future!! Much love!!

ヽ(>∀<☆)ノ

[rubykgrant]

OK, my thoughts about the final season of RVB! If you haven't seen it yet, warning for SPOILERS!

In general, I thought it was alright. The good parts were GOOD, but it felt kind of rushed, and a few things were disappointing. Certain parts I wish had been different, but I'm glad it exists. Watching it with lots of cool people made it fun, and it had a decent enough ending for what it was... though, after so many years, so many characters, just so MUCH of a story, I wish things had been a little MORE. It was a shame it was so short and rushed. I'm still glad the people who worked on it got it done, and we were all able to see it.

So. Actual thoughts on different bits...

I'm somebody who enjoys seasons 15-16-17, so while it will always be real in my heart, if they HAD to do a ret-con, having a spoof with a Retro Convention was VERY funny. Kai would absolutely milk her relation to Grif for some attention. I thought it was weird that Dylan was there, but she was a convention host? I feel like it would have made more sense for her to be one of the people asking questions about where the Reds and Blues went (y'know, like she ACTUALLY DID in 15). Oh well.

Things were very rushed... if this had been a more full season (or, in my perfect world, a story split into 2, so we get 19 and 20 out of it. I'm sorry, it just bugs my brain when something ends on a 9 instead of a 10. that's a ME problem), there could have been more of a Big Reveal about Tucker being the Meta. HOWEVER, since things were very condensed, I can appreciate how amusing it is to have Epsilon info-dump the plot to every body.

I did get a chuckle out of Epsilon being a "recorded prediction program" and not the true AI, and he decided to just be an obnoxious little youtuber. Like, that was so awful, it was AWESOME. It is also something that would have made Alpha Church super ticked off, which is very fitting. Good job Epsilon, 10 out of 10~

I was so happy to see Sheila and Lopez! Mechanical love lives on. It was a bit meh seeing the Reds act like they don't care about Caboose (we've been there, done that), but some of the funny bits that followed and Simmons getting Sarge interested by bribing him with Blue Defeat saved it (listen, these guys have been insisting they hate each other for 2 decades, but they can literally not live without each other. let them just admit they are ALL FRIENDS). Grif ranting was excellent.

No Donut is some major BS! Look, I get it, we stole the spot-light in 16-17, he was the time-god's most specialest pink princess and a harbinger of death, it can be intimidating to include something so powerful after trying to erase all that from existence... but come on. With all the important call-backs and connections 19 made with previous seasons, AND having the ending be in Blood Gulch? DONUT SHOULD HAVE BEEN THERE AND HE SHOULD HAVE THROWN THE AI UNIT. No, I mean it, imagine the thing gets knocked really far away, maybe from an explosion, and Donut throws it clear across the canyon, because you KNOW he can! This time instead of it being a grenade that kills Tex, she catches the unit, tra-la-la, it all comes together. I'm sorry, Simmons doing the cool sports-ball throw was fun, but... Donut. DONUT!

Alright, moving on. It felt a little awkward that Wash is yet again hurt, and nobody is there with him? Oh wait, Doc is there, except no he isn't. Listen. Listen. I love plural Wash. I also love the idea of him genuinely having an emotional connection with Doc, because it DOES make sense; when Wash kid-napped him, Doc just kept making all his sarcastic little comments the whole time, and it tricked Wash into having real conversations with him. I honestly think that if Doc hadn't been with them, Wash wouldn't have been so open to the idea of finally settling down after his Villain Moment. They also both have a lot in common with AI incidents, and again, Villain Moments. I'm just annoyed that the Pacifist and the Original Bad Boy evidently died. Off screen. Give me back my purple boys. If we need to have Wash Not Be Around for a while, have him and Carolina go off to track down Hargrove or something. Maybe they went to two different locations, and Wash gets back to the others first, so we still get Carolina to the rescue.

Anyway, the plot! There was a lot of funny bits when it came to looking for Tucker, getting into the ship with the "video call security", and Niner being there! Hooray! I am... a little disappointed about WHY and HOW Tucker is a "villain". Obviously, I can't picture him being legit EVIL, but the idea that he's just the physical puppet being controlled by the AI isn't very... good. I understand how it was explained, sure, but still. I know I keep rambling about my own thoughts for alternate scenarios, but I can't help it! I just don't like when Sigma (or Omega) are just plain EVIL, for no reason. They've always been more complicated than that (the Meta wanted to be HUMAN, remember. and Omega even told Epsilon "I'll be here if you need me". they are definitely different kinds of harsh and intense, but they aren't the Murder AI or the Evil AI). I don't like that Tucker is being tortured into doing what they say... a more subtle manipulation, the Fragments not only convincing Tucker but also themselves that they NEED to do all this to get Alpha back, is very intriguing. After Epsilon Deconstructed, the Fragments lost their Memories. They just know they aren't complete. Tucker just knows he wants to talk to his best friend again.

If it needs another push to make it more insidious, I'd buy that Meta suit being a trap to begin with; Hargrove probably had that thing rigged to make it into a trap for anybody that wore it, so they'd have this subliminal inclination to collect all the AI, and kill anybody in their way. Something-something forgetting what your motives are, and only caring about the GOAL. Tucker and the Fragments ALL need to remember who they are and why they want the Alpha; it isn't about being a weapon. If there was more of a fake-out/reveal of Tucker being the Meta, maybe with a false hint of it being Felix with the orange/black colors, a sign that Tucker is still in there would be him getting close to killing everybody... but he backs off each time.

Speaking of killing... Sarge. Oh, Sarge. I will admit that, just from a thematic point of view, yes- it works to have a Sarge death. I don't care for it being Tucker that did it, or that Donut isn't there to share the moment as well. Matt Hullum acted the HECK out of that scene, though. In fact, the whole bit of Sarge running back to save Caboose, and trapping Tucker with a bubble shield, was AWESOME. I didn't want Sarge to die... but he went out wearing his red armor, and told Grif and Simmons he cared about them. It was sad, but it was well done. In my perfect world, we just THINK he died, but then at the end it is revealed he's still alive! How? Well, Doc gave him CPR! Doc isn't dead either, that is integral you see. I'm not sure of Sarge going "Hurgh Bleh" would have been better or WORSE. Well, heck. I wish he wasn't dead, but as much as I hate it, I... didn't totally hate it?

I kind of wish Simmons had more of a break-down over it. I wanna see him lose his temper. OR, he acts so quiet and cold, it is just UNNERVING. Then Grif helps snap him out of it. Let's be real, those two are so co-dependant, it ain't even funny. I appreciate Simmons telling Grif he is officially free to leave, and the conversation of "Come with me" leading to Simmons saying he wants to see this through, and Grif agreeing to come along was good. Simmons has aspired to be an impressive soldier from the beginning, and Grif has just wanted to be DONE. In the end, they meet in the middle.

I may be a sappy Grimmons person, but I can say, as objectively as possible, they should NOT be separated at the end. Grif and Simmons are literally the introduction to the series. They were the first two characters we see, they have been side by side almost CONSTANTLY, they are always bickering but they are also each other's favorite person. I don't even mean in a shippy way, it is just a fact. To have them say good-bye and just leave each other is honestly out of character (we saw that before, remember, in 15; Grif got so guilty about it, Simmons came to the realization that opposites attract, and they finally had to admit they missed each other. it was a WHOLE THING). I think it would have worked if, after telling Grif he's free to leave at the end, Simmons waits minute, then starts following him-

Grif; What are you doing?

Simmons; Coming with you. What the hell else would I do?

And that is that, wherever they do, they're together. Also, Kai shows up and HUGS HER BRO, come on, please!

Now, as a sappy Grimmons person, they should have just gone through with it. It has been more than 20 years. Seriously. We all know it. People who don't even care about the ship know it. Just commit to the freaking bit. Stop being cowards. Let them hold hands, or hug, or gently bump the visor of their helmets together, SOMETHING. Show them taking a walk on the beach together, all lovey-dovey. We deserve some emotional satisfaction after a 2 decade queer-bait slow-burn. JUST DO IT.

Sigh... OK, that is out of my system.

My absolute FAVORITE thing in 19 was Tex. She was so freaking PERFECT. I love Caboose telling the unit a story, his way of bringing her back, because that was how he talked to Epsilon. It was so sweet. When they asked Caboose why he brought her back instead of Church, he told them- "Because I wanted to win". Listen, Caboose LOVES Church, but he knows what is up. It was hilarious to see her go through the teleporter to get her black armor back. I absolutely ADORED her saying she's NOT a "failure" anymore, because she's not just based on the Director's memories of losing his wife, she's also got the memories of the guys who REMEMBER HER KICKING THEIR ASSES. 100 percent, Tex return was the best. Her reuniting with Church was also very sweet... the only thing I would have liked more would be the other Fragments showing up in there, so they can all be together (and Church gives Theta a hug; he doesn't even need his memories yet, he just knows he loves Theta).

I didn't care much for deleting the Fragments at the end, but I get the "reasoning". Like, sure. Fine. In my perfect world, Caboose gives the unit to Carolina, so someday, when they're all "ready to wake up again", she can see her family. Wash taking the fall to alert Carolina was both kinda wonky, but also very funny, and hey- it got her there! Again, I don't know why she wasn't there with Wash from the beginning. Also, just. A few characters being dead, and most of the others splitting up at the end... nah. They all need to live together and be friends and be happy and be OK! Like, come on. They've had a lot of "endings" in this series that were bitter-sweet, or kind of sad. I know life doesn't always have a happily ever after... but just once, give them that.

OH, and ANOTHER THING; if things had been just slightly different, if both the Fragments and Tucker sort of "forgot" who they are, the way to remind Tucker should have been JUNIOR. Heck, maybe Carolina was off finding Tucker's kid, and when they come back Junior gets his dad to remember who he really is... but the suit is still controlling him, forcing him to fight. I just want a happy Tucker family reunion. Give that kid his daddy back. Even if Junior isn't there for the big conflict, he should have shown up at the end, with Tucker promising they won't be separated again.

Well, that sure was a lot! The final season was a lot, in a short amount of time! Again, I wish certain things were different, but I'm happy I could see it. Even after everything, all the good and bad parts, I know that it still isn't "the end". I've got a lot of ideas for stories, and so do many other fans out there. I know people are going to keep sharing their thoughts, creating their art, telling their stories... because a universe without stories? That's just empty space.

Bow-chicka-Bye Now!