#cause i cant draw normally today

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catified designs ?? lineless art ??

what could i be up to

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Understandably So no one mentions charles when talking about the Logan movie and again Understandably So This Aint Bout Him however i do confess that as someone who had never seen Logan until like. a month ago when i was binging all the movies and without knowing a single thing about it aside from laura i cant lie i was in fact jumpscared by him being there. especially for at least like 3/4s of the movie

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Now that I'm over 12 hours after the fact. It's a little funny of the universe to take away my braincells and let me burn my fingers so badly I got to give my work a doctor's note saying I'll be out for the weekend. After I complained for the nth time that 5 day weeks aren't good for me and I can't wait til end of summer for it to stop

Blisters under the cut! It's not gorey I just wanted to show what I'm dealing with but it is blisters so

Big ones are circled with thicker lines. Small ones are w smaller lones. The docs note us mostly so I don't risk infection at all, cause he thinks the blisters Will pop (which sounds Awful)

[notmyprey]

Guys, Im taking this into my own hands. There's not enough Ninjagº (sfw) vore writing, so I shall add to it :)

Context/Content Warnings

Contains: Some (SFW) Vore towards the end, a hella lot of g/t, bad injury (but not like- gory descriptions), and many many personal headcannons. One mainly being I kinda ship Zane×Cole. But if ya wanna see it as platonic, I have written it so it can be interpreted as such too.

This is very self-indulgent if you cant tell....

This takes place between seasons 4 and 5. I've not seen any season past season 10 or 11, I can't remember exactly, so yeah.

Also, important personal headcannon for this fic: Zane kept his more human looking form, not cause I dont like his titanium form. I just like my drawing design I made

Btw it's in first person, so it's hard to tell, but the person who is the pov is Cole-

Fic under cut:

It was a normal fight, honestly nothing special. Just defend the Bounty from a few wannabe villains. That's all we had to do. But it's never that easy, not for us.

Our ship wasn't soaring the clouds today nor parked near the city, but rather parked near a small mountain. We went there in search of a few caves that we were told housed a potentially dangerous artifact. Our plan was simple.

Get in, get out, and destroy the object.

But as we parked, and some treasure hunters flooded the Bounty, we didn't take the time to notice the ground beneath us, or rather lack of. That's where a large pit sat, unnoticed and waiting.

Among the commotion, I started a tussle with one of the bandates near the edge of the ship. She shoved me against the railing, knocking some air out of my lungs. I was quick to retaliate, sending a swift kick to her gut and sending her a few feet backward. Another swift kick, and she was out.

Before I had time to catch my breath, a panicked shout drew my attention. Zane had gotten cornered, 5 treasure hunters surrounding him.

I pushed myself forward, ignoring my still stinging lungs. Of course, they would go after Zane first, I thought bitterly. He was made of metal, and to them, an item practically begging to be sold. This is the third batch of these guys we've run into this week, and I still hated that was how all these treasure hunters and collectors saw him. I hated it with every fiber of my being.

As I got closer, Zane managed to kick one my way, prompting me to, instinctively, punch them, thankfully knocking them out. Now we were 2 against 4. This got the rest of their attention. I smirked. Something about it felt good, watching Zane fight back. It was almost like he was getting back at them in a way, but I knew that was very unlikely intentional. Zane had a heart of gold, with an intent to hurt no one if avoidable.

As these thoughts played in my mind, I didn't notice the large footsteps behind me. In an instant, someone behind me grabbed my shirt. They were much bigger, so much bigger than me. I couldn't even react before I was in the air. They flung me back but kept their grip on my shirt. I was slung forward, then their hand let go, and suddenly, I was flying in Zanes direction. Treasure hunters dove out of the way just before I landed on top of Zane, knocking him and I onto the ground. Due to the way I was thrown, my head took the majority of the impact.

My head started throbbing instantly. All of the aches and pains I had suppressed until now were showing full force. Each breath burned, making me think I broke a rib. I tried to get up, but I felt my consciousness slipping.

My ears were ringing, but I still managed to make out bits and pieces of Zanes' voice.

First, Zane muttered something I couldn't understand. But his next question was one I was all too familiar with.

"Cole, are you ok?"

I could only groan in response. With that, everything started to blur. I couldn't push myself off of him, and I knew the quicker he was back on his feet, the better this would be for the both of us. Thankfully, Zane understood what was happening and pushed me off himself. He didn't give me the grace of placing me down too gently, but I dont blame him. He had bigger problems.

Now that I was on my back, I could see bits of movement, a large figure was starting towards us.

I couldn't see anyone else, Kai, Jay, Lloyd, and even Sensei were all nowhere to be found. My blood went cold, and momentarily, my heart stopped beating. Had something happened to the others?

No matter how hard I fought to get up, how much I told myself I needed to keep fighting, I was starting to loose consciousness. My eyes started to close on their own, and I soon felt myself getting lifted into the air once more by the larger treasure hunter. The last thing I remember was falling. Between the pressure change and my pre-existing head trauma, I couldn't stop myself from passing out before I even hit the ground.

Where is Zane?

I shot open my eyes, a swelling sense of panic rushing over me, but to my surprise, I couldn't see anything. Where am I?

I felt terrible. I think I broke my leg, maybe my arm too. I rolled over, helping relieve the pressure off both of my most likely broken limbs. There was a light far above me, but I couldn't see anything else that would help me figure out where I was. I couldn't get up, I couldn't see anything, I couldn't even speak. All I could do was lie and wait.

For hours, the shadows jumped at me, making my heart race in my ears. I knew I couldn't do anything, and that made the dark that much more terrifying. It was sufficating, how dark and alone I felt. Seconds felt like hours, and hours felt like days. No matter what I did to calm my anxiety, nothing helped. All I could do was lie in the silence and pray someone found me.

"Cole?" I heard Zanes voice calling from above. My heart leaped out of my chest, tears forming at the corner of my eyes from gratitude. He had found me.

"Here." My voice barely even came out.

After a few long moments, I felt the ground beneath me shake, and a loud thud echoed beside me.

"Cole?" This time, Zanes' voice echoed through my very core. My good arm instinctively went to cover up my eyes and ears.

I felt the earth shake a bit more, then a gasp echoed somewhere above me. Slowly, a blue light was brought closer, one I recognized as Zanes eyes. I loosened up upon that realization, unfurling and opening my eyes once more.

It took a moment for my eyes to adjust. I sucked in a quick breath once I could finally see again. Zane towered over me, his meer hand was about as long as I was tall. I wanted to move away, but seeing that about half of me was broken, that was not an option. Slowly, he crouched down. Then gently he put one of his hands down and softly plyed his fingers under me. He lifted me up a bit, then placed his other hand under me as well.

"Cole?" He paused, a bewildered expression plastered on his face, "Cole, can you hear me?" His voice was a wisper now, but even his wispering seemed to completely surround me.

Between the shock of this whole experience and my hurt ribs, I was finding it increasingly harder to speak. I couldn't find my voice. The only thing that came out of my mouth was a pathetic squeak.

His thumb rose and started to brush over me. He didn't apply much pressure, but once he got to my broken arm, I couldn't help but flinch.

Zanes must have noticed that, since his eyes narrowed a bit, something he mostly did when he was annalizeing our 'injury status', as he tends to put it.

"Im going to get you back to the ship, alright?" I was grateful that he continued to keep his voice at a wisper.

I nodded again, to which he started to stand up.

Curling his fingers over me a bit, he suddenly shouts upward, "I FOUND HIM."

This sudden blast of noise hurt, making me return to the covered position I was in before. Zanes shout echoed through the pit, making me shutter in pain a few more times before the noise finally weakened.

Soon, Zane was lifted up, and as a result, I was too. As soon as I was out, noises boomed around me. One question seemed to come through the commotion in unison. "Where's Cole?"

I heard Kai, Jay, and Nya for sure, but Lloyd, I couldn't make out. Did he get kidnapped again? I knew Lloyd was another one of us that the treasure hunters tend to objectify, and that only increased my worry.

I felt Zane move his fingers again, this time unfurling them so that I would lay flat on his palm.

A series of gasps came from the group, and finally, I heard Lloyd. "What happened?" His voice, knowing he was ok, finally allowed my nerves to relax a bit.

"I dont know," Zane sighed in response, "but Cole is not in good condition. He has 3 broken ribs and a broken thigh bone. And his humorous bone is broken as well."

"Zane, now is no time for jokes." Jay piped up.

"The humourus is the bone in the upper arm, I am not displeased with Coles' humor." Zane said blatantly. I could hear the annoyance in his voice. If I had been able to speak, I would have tried to ease the tension, but unfortunately, I still felt too winded.

"Let's get him back then." Nya, the only one who seems to have more than half a brain cell most days, finally chimmed in. It was as if the same thought rung through everyones head, as everyone seemed to simultaneously start back towards the Bounty.

It was so strange. I never realized just how much I would miss the light until it was taken from me. I gazed up at the lamp above me, fixated on its lumosity. Most of my life, I had taken light for granted, but now, I couldn't be more grateful for it.

"How are you feeling?" The unexpected question made me nearly jump out of my skin. Zane must have come back into the room. It was only 15 minutes ago that he had left to take a well-deserved break, and honestly, I expected him to be gone for longer with how much work he put in to get me patched back up.

After I got back on the ship, Zane and Sensei both started to treat my wounds the best they could. With me being small, it was difficult for anyone but Zane to put my splints into place. He was the only one with such precision. Sensei, though he had tried, his hand kept shaking too much to do any good. This also was why they decided it was best for me not to get a cast since they could easily put it on too tight and hurt me more. They decided instead that no one would be allowed to handle me, but Zane.

This was something I found relief knowing. I had already started to imagine Jay coming in here to tease me over goodness knows what and getting too rough. It was strange how a part of me was now afraid of some of my friends. I didn't like it.

"Better." My voice was still weak, but at the very least, I had some painkillers now, so my lungs weren't on fire.

I had been set on top of a pillow, meaning I was a bit higher than I would've been on the bed. It wasn't too much higher than the bed, though it still allowed me a better view of the room. The pillow also meant I was more comfortable, which was a nice contrast to laying on the hard rocky ground in the pit.

Zane dragged his chair closer to me. He once again loomed over me, but in the light, now I was able to make out his face easier. I hadn't realized just how detailed his skin was till now. Even though it's not real, up close, you wouldn't be able to tell.

"Do you remember anything after you fell?" Zane broke the silence again.

"No," I shake my head, "I fell, and the next thing I remember is...." I fall quiet. Even the memory of how scared I felt sent cold dark shivers down my spine. "Waking up." I quietly finish.

"Is there anything that happened between you waking up and me getting there?"

"No..." I felt guilty for the fear I felt. Im sure they all were up on the bounty fighting, I shouldn't be pittied for falling in a hole. And I'm not lying, saying nothing happened since nothing did happen. But on the other hand, a lot felt like it happened. That fear was real. The pain was real. But neither of those should be anyone elses problem than mine.

Zane went quiet. He looked like he was thinking, but sometimes I can't tell with him. We sat like that for a while before Zane finally announced he was going to make dinner.

If I make a little in between part, I will link it here

Days passed. I was under strict orders that, until my bones were healed, I was not to leave the bed, save for when I needed to use the bathroom. It was long and boring. I couldn't play video games, nor could I even play board games. All I could do was watch TV and occasionally talk with one of the others. Zane came to check on me the most, but Jay made a point to seek me out a few times and mock me for my height. He made a point to remind me of the fact that I had called him short, and now the rolls are reversed and blah blah blah. I think he was trying to cheer me up, in his annoying Jay kind of way, but I honestly got tired of listening to him and zoned out most of the time.

The four days I lay in bed were practically tourture. I have never felt more lucky that my elemental powers also helped increase my bodies ability to heal itself. I may have gone insane if I stayed any longer.

Zane came in late on the fourth day of me lounging in bed. Once he announced that I could take both of my splints off, I did not hesitate to free myself from my confinement.

Once I managed to pry the splints off, it dawned on me. What was I going to do? I had been so focused on being able to leave this bed and the pillow that I hadn't thought much further than that.

Zane grabbed both of the splints I had set aside and placed them gently on the nightstand. Then, with a tired smile, he turned back towards me. "So, you're free now." He said with laughter in his voice, "Where do you want to go?"

"I dont know... I didn't think about it much."

"Well, I think I have an idea." A more sincere smile tugged at Zanes face, one that I wasn't sure if it was just friendly or one I should be suspicious of. His palm rested on the bed in front of me, but I hesitated to move myself onto it.

"I dont like that smile of yours. You're not bringing me somewhere to pull a prank on me, are you?" I narrow my eyelids, glaring right into his eyes.

He laughed at my suspicion, "No, no, I promise. This is a good surprise."

I climbed onto his hand, slowly, and still not feeling reassured. I found that sitting down is a lot less disorienting than laying down or standing, so I sit facing him.

I marveled at how large his hand was, even though he now had carried me many times, it was still something I could never quite get over. His hand so large that I could stretch my legs out fully and still have enough room to lay down.

He gave me a reassuring smile, then started out the door.

He carried me down the hallway and past a few rooms before turning into a doorway. I instantly recognized the room as the kitchen, even though it was now so much bigger. There was a delightful smell in the air.

"Mmmm, cake." I take another wiff, "Chocolate cake. " I specify.

"Your nose never ceases to amaze me, Cole." Zanes hand shook lightly as he laughed.

"I'm just that good." I smile, looking up at him.

A timer starts to go off, and with me turned towards Zane, I could see the exact moment he realized what the timer was for. He quickly placed the hand I was sitting upon on to the counter and gently nudged me off with the other. Wasting no time, he headed off, spinning around and rushing towards the oven.

Zane opened a drawer and pulled out two oven-mitts. I knew he didn't need them, and I'm sure he knew as well, but I guess it was a habit he had before discovering he was a robot. I also think that there's also a part of him that loves the oven-mitts since it was a gift we get him often.

Reaching forward, Zane opened the oven, sending a new wave of delicious chocolatey scents my way. I practically shook in anticipation as I saw him pull the source of the smell from the oven.

"One, Two, Three..." I mumbled as he took the tin of cupcakes out. He had made a total of 12 cupcakes. This means that if I take Zanes's portion, I get a total of 4 cupcakes! I big smile crept across my face.

I get up, still a bit wobbly from having sat mostly still for four days, and wander over to the cupcake tin. Zane was taking the cupcakes out and placing them on a rack to cool down faster.

"So I get all of them, right?" I give him the best pleading smile I could muster.

He rolled his eyes with a laugh, "No. You get two. Everyone gets two, or else they may need to make a movie about what happened when one of you got three instead."

Zane always had a way of making me laugh, "But I get your portion, right?" I step forward, closer to him and the edge of the counter.

"Not this time."

"Please tell me you're not giving them to the treasure hunters. You know they dont have a good bone in their body!" I joked.

"Ah, no matter how much I would love to see the look on everyones face at that, no. I am putting them away for when we get back to the city."

I furrow my brow, "But we won't be back to the city for a while! I mean, we haven't found the object thing, whatever it was - yet. And we still need to fix this!" I gesture towards myself.

"We have been looking while you were healing, Cole. Nia thinks she may have figured out where the object is. We're going to go tomorrow to try and retrieve it." My sholders slump. They have been looking without me?

"I thought you guys would wait." I mumble, on one hand, I was a bit bitter about it. They all went cave searching, finding who knows what cool objects and stuff, while I had to sit here and be on bed rest.

But, I could also see their side of it. They needed to get this done. If we didn't find this mysterious object, someone else would.

"Im sorry, Cole." Zane must have heard me muttering to myself.

"Well, at least I can come with tomorrow." I flop down on the counter, forgetting about my newly healed arm and leg. I let out a small shreak at the surprise pain. Zane reached forward to grab me but decided instead to hover his hands, ready to help me if needed.

"Cole," as Zane says this, his expression softened, "you aren't going to be coming with us tomorrow."

My heart dropped, "What?"

"You can't come with us tomorrow, Cole. It's too dangerous, and we can't risk you coming while you're..." Zane paused, considering his next words carefully, "... like this."

"I can still help!" I plea, I can't stay back again. I need to help. I have to help. "I still have my elemental powers! I can move some rock still! What if you get trapped? Then what? I am the Earth ninja! That's what I do! I move rocks!" I could see it. My words were doing nothing to convince Zane, and as I tried to reason more, I found I was grasping at flimsy straws, "I can still help..." I wisper.

"I am sorry, Cole. It's not only me who thinks you should stay. Sensei, he was the one who made the final decision. You need to stay here." Zane gave a sorry smile. "Rest up, maybe once we get back, you will be back to normal, and you can help us figure out what the mystery object is."

I sat there, defeated. I couldn't believe that I was being left behind. How could I keep them safe? How could I save them from the bounty?

The cupcakes started to sound less and less appetizing the more I thought of what tomorrow would bring for my brothers.

I woke up early the next morning. I had to get a good head start. I shuffle to the side of the bed, clinging to the sheets as I made my way down. Finally, once I reached the floor, I encountered my first obstacle. The door had been shut the night before, and I didn't know if I would be able to open it myself. The crack under the door was too narrow for me to fit under, so that wasn't an option. The door had a lever handle, so perhaps I could open the door?

I look around in an attempt to find something I could use to pry it open. The problem now I faced was that I was small, and I couldn't see much around the room. I walked back towards the bed, prepared to have to climb back up it so I could just see what was around the room. Just a moment after I grabbed onto the sheets, I saw something shiny under the bed. There was a clothes hanger under the bed.

I hesitate, the eery and mysterious shadows taunting me. My heart raced, I couldn't seem to look away. If I looked away, then it may consume me, the dark. My reason broke through my anxiety, telling me I had to go into the darkness, if just for one brief moment.

Shakily, I inched forward, feeling for the form of the clothes hanger with my feet. Soon, I felt the cold metal through my clothes. I quickly grabbed it and drug it back out to the light.

I had the clothes hanger, now to put it to use. I headed back towards the door, bringing the clothes hanger along with me. Once I reach the door, I swung the clothes hanger up, stretching my arms out and standing on my tip toes to give myself any bit of extra height.

The hanger caught at the handle, and I pulled down while also moving backward to open the door.

Finally, I was in the hallway. Though it was darker than the recovery room, it had many dim lights that fought off the dark enough for me to feel safe. Besides, the dark was the least of my worries now. I scurry along the edge of the wall, carefully listening for footsteps. I never thought that I would have to be so careful in my own home. But I had to pay attention, both because I dont want to get caught, and also because what would happen if someone didn't see me. The idea that someone could come along and accidentally step on me was one that I ran through my mind as I sped down the hallway.

I stopped at one familiar door. This is what I was looking for, my brothers room. Im sure right now they were still asleep, which was good for me. Unlike my recovery room, I knew that this door had a chip in it.

I believe Kai had said it was from Jay 'borrowing' my scythe. Whatever had happened before, it happened to work in his favor now.

I slunk into the dimly lit room. The only source of light was from outside the window where the moon was now lowering in the sky. Although it was difficult to see, I knew this room at least, and as such, I still found my way around. I creeped along the edge of the bunk beds, careful not to make a single noise.

In a heap on the floor, I saw my long-term goal, Zanes ninja suit. I darted over to the cothing pile, picking up and moving stuff out of my way until I found one of his pockets. I crawled inside, squirming to get comfortable as I did so.

A quiet but relieved sigh excaped my lips. Im going with them, whether they like it or not.

My brothers were too predictable. They woke up late, of course. Nia had already gotten dressed and was ready for them to start their search. Everyone was scrambling to put on their gear. Even Zane seemed to be unprepared, seeing that he didn't notice that his suit was a bit heavier today.

I bounced around any time Zane made any kind of big movement, including running, jumping, and turning. All of those being things Zane apparently does often. When Zane finally sat down to listen to Nia's brief, my head didn't seem to care and just kept spinning.

I couldn't hear much of Nia's ramble, but what I could hear clear as day was Zane. Normally, I tune out a lot of these long, borning, and often too elaborate plans. But today, I found it hard to disassociate. Any time I would finally zone off, Zane would ask another clarifying question. It hadn't dawned on me how many questions he asked before going on a mission. I swear he could write an essay just about the mission brief.

It took a while, but Zane eventually ran out of questions. Now, I thought, we could get on to the fun part.

A cacophony of chairs screeched against the floors as everyone stood at once. Once again, I started to sway and bounce. At one point, I think they were climbing down a rope, but it was hard to keep track. Everything was so disorienting that it was hard to even tell where I was. Were we in the cave yet? Or are we still on land? Did we even get off the Bounty yet? None of my questions seemed to be answered by the lighthearted chit chat that started from the group.

Once again, I wasn't able to hear what anyone else had to say other than Zane, which made it hard to figure out what was being said. The more I tried to fill in the gaps, the harder it became to understand what was happening. After about 15 minutes of me trying to decipher the illogical code, I gave up.

Who knows how long I have been in this pocket now. So far, they haven't seemed to run into any blocked paths, nor have they trapped themselves inside a cavern, which was a good sign.

How much longer will this take? All I wanted to do is get back to the Bounty, tell everyone I was here the whole time, and reassure them I can go on missions still. Maybe I couldn't walk by myself, but I was small and able to go places most cant. Imagine if I was this small when we got locked in the cage that one time. I could have gotten us out. I could be helpful.

We have to be in the cave now. There is a musty smell in the air, and I have to suppress the urge to sneeze every ten seconds. This could not be a worse time for my allergies to rear its ugly head.

We passed a particularly dusty portion of the cave. My heart sped up, I can't be caught now! They will just bring me back and go on without me! I hold my breath, hoping that if I dont breathe in the dust, I won't sneeze.

I had to breathe eventually, and as soon as I caught my breath again, I felt the overwhelming urge to sneeze. It started to rise from my nose and through my mouth. I had to stop it, I tried, doing everything in my power to stop the sneeze.

I breathed out once more, and the need to sneeze wad suddenly gone. I silently celebrated my victory.

I celebrated too soon. My sneeze snuck up on me. It was too late to stop it, so I tried to cover it up the best I could. But it was too late, I felt Zane come to a sudden hault.

"What was that." He asked, I heard the unease in his voice.

Some replies came from my brothers, but again, none that I could hear. My heart beat in my ears. Maybe Zane would write it off as the cave shifting. It does that sometimes, right?

An intense pressure shoved against my side for a moment before quickly disappearing. Zane gave an annoyed grumble above me.

Suddenly, a hand appeared, enclosing me in its grasp. It brought me up out of Zanes' pocket to be level with his face. He made sure to keep me facing towards him but didn't lighten his strong grip on me.

"Cole." The ice in Zanes' voice made my heart skip, I hardly hear him angry, and never is it towards me. His lips were thin, and his eyes were practically piercing through my soul. Normally, I can fight back, spit words, and defend myself. But his grip has become so tight that I was starting to struggle to breathe.

I wheezed a bit, doing my best to keep my composure. With my ability to breathe, slipping now, though, it remained difficult.

"Zane," I gasped in between desperate breaths, "Breathe. I can't."

The moment those words left my lips, Zane hand loosened, and so did his expression.

"What are you doing?" This was the Zane I knew now. He was annoyed, sure, but he wasn't the same as he was only a moment ago. He tilted me back a bit and set me down on his other palm.

"I -" Before I could get the sentence out, Lloyd brought up a finger to his lips. I turned to watch as Lloyd creeped towards a 90° turn in the cave. Just as quickly as he peered around the corner, he retracted his head. Turning back towards us, he wispers something. I couldn't hear it, I can't seem to hear anything lately. I turned to look at Zane, hoping he heard it. One look at his face told me he did.

I started to open my mouth to ask him to repeat what he heard, but shut it when I saw Zane already opening his mouth to reply.

(Start of events in comics here 1 + 2)

I watched as he didn't speak, but rather just kept his mouth open for a moment. One second, I was on Zanes hand, staring up at Zane. The next, I was shoved forcefully towards Zanes face. Suddenly, I was surrounded by a mass that glowed a light blue. Any time I tried to move, tried to reorient myself, I was pinned down again. I felt the confined space push me head first into another tighter tunnle.

The light followed me, and with this light came many new noises. There was a distinct ticking noise, along with the sound of what I assume was gears grinding together. Soon, blood started to run to my head, and my brain felt light.

(End of events in comic)

A few seconds after I thought I was about to pass out, I was pushed into a larger chamber. It was soft, and it had the same blue glow as the other one had before. It was definitely bigger and stretchier than the other two. That said, it was still very cramped. I was forced to lay down, as the ceiling was practically brushing against my hair, and the rest of my body was pressed into the sides of the room. Something about this place was familiar, but I couldn't quite place it.

A series of sporadic movements tossed me about a bit, but comparatively, it was not nearly as bad as it was in the pocket.

What would be my train of thought asking me where I am and what was happening got interrupted with a series of muffled shouts. I instinctively sunk into the rippling soft cloth underneath me, hopeful that it will keep me safe from this unseen danger.

The same sounds of gears and gadgets still were present but much more muffled now. The ticking was still audible too, but I had to strain to hear it.

There is where I stayed for a long time, trapped in the chamber. The pillow-like surroundings kept me in place for the most part, but every once in a while, there would be a bigger movement that caused me to fly into one of the walls. The walls, though, were soft and squishy, making the experience when I wasn't getting slammed into them actually kind of enjoyable.

After a while, the movement slowed down and finally came to a hault. Just as I started to bask in the peace, a loud voice from above brought me back. "He's fine. He's in my storage compartment." I recognized the voice instantly as Zane. I wonder who he was talking about? Who would even fit in his storage compartment? I have seen it before, it's small. No one was that small.

My breath hitched. I am that small. I felt the blood rush to my face as I realized just where I was. It was embarrassing how comfortable I had felt here. I lightly pushed at one of the folds around me, as if feeling it would help confirm.

I tried to push myself up, to put a bit of space between me, and what I now knew was Zane. My efforts were foiled as my back hit the top of Zanes storage chamber, and I flopped back down.

Zane started to speak again, "Is that all of them?" He must be talking to our brothers.

After a brief pause, where I assume someone had responded, Zane continued, "Then let's get moving again."

So they weren't going to bring me back. That was a relief. I can stay on the mission with them. Zane would let me out, and I could finally have some normalcy back in my life.

I felt Zane start to move again, this time, though it was more methodical, and the chamber only swayed slightly with each step. He wasn't making any sort of motion to let me back out. Did he forget?

I lightly knocked at the glowing pillow in front of me, "Um, Zane?" He didn't slow his pace. I waited for a few seconds, but he didn't respond.

"Zane?" This time, I raised my voice more in case he couldn't hear me the first time.

Zane started to slow his pace, meaning he heard me this time. "Yes, Cole?" He still sounded very annoyed with me.

"Are you going to let me out?" I poke at a spot next to me, hoping he would understand what I was getting at.

"No, I am not." He said matter of factly.

I'm a bit surprised. "What?" I scoff, not able to stop the word from coming out of my mouth.

"You not only disobeyed Sensei. But you also put yourself in danger and, by extension, could have put us in danger, and you still have no remorse for any of it." His tone reminded me of how he spoke to Lloyd when he was younger, something that hurt more than I thought it would.

"Im not a kid. I can handle myself just fine." The hurt seeping into my words.

Zane grumbled, a sudden pressure from the outside squeezed me to the opposite side of the chamber for a moment before releasing me once more. "I know you aren't a kid. But you need to listen to me, Cole. You aren't indestructible. You are putting yourself in more danger than I think you realize by being here. I dont want to lose you." He sighed, the previous annoyance in his voice fading. "There are bad people in these tunnels, and if you get separated from us all, it would take is for one to grab and toss you to..." The chamber pushed in again, "I can't lose you, ok?"

I couldn't think of anything to say to that. All the tension and defensiveness in me disappeared in an instant. How could I have been so neglectful. I know he cares about me. That's all he meant, and I should have known.

The pressure once again released, and I flopped onto the plush beneath me. I hadn't realized until then, but I had been tense. It had been exhausting, keeping that grudge. I relaxed, sinking furtherer into the pillow beneath me. Closing my eyes for a minute wouldn't hurt, right? I nestled my head down, and as I felt Zanes speed pick up to catch up with the others, my mind started to wander into the best sleep I have ever had.

[cemetery14]

i started my internship as a phlebotomist (people who draw your blood) today, so of course i need to headcannon how each miracles react to getting their blood drawn

kuroko- i feel like kurokos a fainter, he'll tell you he doesnt mind needles, and he wont react when you poke him, but he will just faint outta no where

kagami- i know this man is terrified, but hes a very brave boy about it, hes also very nice

kise- hes squeamish but its a normal about, BUT hes very talkative (negative thing)

midorima- he will never admit that hes scared of needles, but its extremely obvious, man is shaking

aomine- he does not understand phlebotomy at all, if you cant find his vein he gets all confused and upset cause "just put it in! my bodies full of blood" hes not being mean hes just really confused and frustrated

momoi: very very nice, not squeamish, love her

murasakibara- big baby

akashi- hes very nice and makes conversation (positive thing) he even tells you where his vein is and o my god hes right why does he know the exact placement of his vein, dumb question of course he knows the exact placement of his vein

[eltanin0]

doubt I'm ever gonna get around to properly conveying my characters and their story so I think I'll just dump some text about them. keep in mind some of this may change, isn't thought out fully, or doesn't have a proper ingame explanation yet.

Unfathomable amounts of rambling below. nobody is forced to read it.

About Requiem of Silence (ROS) and general stuff on the campaign

They're a kind of iterator prototype, a simple proof of concept for the ancients before they began production of fully functional iterators. Far more limited than a normal iterator, they were designed with the purpose of testing artificial intelligence and their ability to be self sustaining. They are housed in a can far smaller than typical iterators, however it is still incredibly large compared to it's surroundings. it's location is in a large crater we'll say, and the low elevation makes it relatively closer to the surface of the void sea. this helps with the fact that they are largely powered by the void fluid, and the closer proximity aids with the collection and utilization. They have very basic functions that pale in comparison to the complexity of future iterators. They do not have the ability to manipulate gravity, not even in their chamber. They do not possess a large amount of neuron flies either, and thus have more limited mental abilities and intelligence than normal iterators. they were not designed with the ability to speak, instead they emit a high powered lazer from their fingers to write and communicate through text that they draw on the surfaces of their chamber. The puppet design is fairly simple. where modern iterators seem almost biological with their body, the seamless transitions between appendages and other stuff that I cant be bothered looking into, ROS' puppet is far more mechanical. arms and legs are separated at the joints, clearly distinct parts that are connected together. the metallic material making up it's body is largely unchanged, save for the markings on the head the body is a very metallic grey. the first marking, directly on the forehead, looks like a volume symbol directed downwards, it is colored golden similar to void fluid. the second marking is two lines, 1 coming from either eye, which travel downwards and across the face, intersecting, ending between the chin and somewhere along the jaw (it's also colored gold like void). the intersection point is right where the mouth would normally be placed and when coupled with the volume symbol at the top would combine into a mute symbol. this along with the inability to speak leads into it's name, Requiem of Silence. an important thing about ROS is their relationship with the ancients, or more so, lack thereof. story wise, after being built by the ancients and confirming their theories, they were neglected, tossed aside, and forgotten. left to live forever in their can with no purpose, ROS slowly became resentful of the ancients and bitter towards lifeforms in general. envious of their ability to travel, and later their ability to escape the cycle.

Over time, the general neglect of their own can caused their structure (which was not as solidly built as normal iterators) to eventually collapse. the legs collapsed and walls deteriorated over time. it's overall appearance is quite similar to LTTMs' collapsed structure, minus it being submerged in water and the size difference. now seeing as ROS is meant to be a prototype, they were made long before the iterators we know today. so far back that the landscape around them has changed drastically from what it once was. after the collapse of their can, they slowly sunk under their own weight, and as nature took it's course, dirt and rubble piled over. the machinery inside would slowly clog with dirt and debris, restricting functionality and causing pain to ROS. eventually after a very long time, they were completely covered and submerged, and the life that grew atop it flourished, looking very much like the Outer Expanse. as the can continued to sink, the distance between itself and the surface grew, and the distance between itself and the void sea shrunk. during the time when the campaign would take place, the superstructure is so far below the surface that there's no sign of it's previous existence above. it's fallen so deep that it's even began to dip into the void sea itself, speeding up it's deterioration and in turn, causing immense pain for ROS.

now with the collapse and sinking into the void sea and disregard from ROS, the can and the puppet itself is in terrible shape. the puppet would be fairly broken, unable to walk, and upon first meeting, would be partially buried in dirt. gameplay wise they would function similarly to LTTM in their ability to maneuver, but of course they wouldn't be able to communicate with the player through words. they would have only one neuron fly remaining and they keep it physically inside the puppet. they would attempt to communicate with the player through writing words on the walls to no avail. eventually they would offer their last neuron to the player in an attempt to end their suffering. it's up to the player whether they accept the neuron or not, but eating the neuron would end the campaign. should the player not eat the neuron fly, during their next hibernation they would experience a dream sequence/custcene which would end with them deciding to help ROS. they would then travel deeper into the collapsed structure in search of the biggest problem within it. as they travel deeper, eventually the environment around them would begin taking on aspects of the void (the gold colors n such) and they would eventually reach the void sea. this void sea would function similarly to the saint void sea, the one that kills you when you touch it. it would be more focused around the platforming aspect and avoiding the fluid. eventually they'd reach some kind of goal or something to help ROS regain some functionality. i'm not fully certain of what the solution would be so i'll just ignore it. after fixing the issue, the player would travel all the way back up and reach ROS' chamber again. this would be the trigger for the ending and campaign over.

that's a fair amount that's in my brain, mind you I've barely talked about the slugcat and their story. some of the concepts and ideas were picked up and changed from other people, tho I don't remember which parts or how much. the only one I'm fairly certain was kinda yoinked was the can in the void sea. I think it was an ask response or something but someone asked about ascending iterators with the void sea, and I think the answer was to dunk the whole can. I thought that was a fun idea and mixed with the Rubicon void stuff, it could make some interesting platforming.

I think that's all I'll talk about for now, sorry for rambling so much. let me know if I fucked up anywhere

[szatan-to-gej]

some doodles i did today because why not :D

i have wached shayys play through of ts!us and am livid with these gooners

the doodles are shit because i made them in like max 2 minutes of when they were on the screen in a way i needed them to be lmao

also tadc because of course i had to

im just gonna ramble under the cut :3

possible ts!us and ut yellow (kinda???) spoilers but not only that

I HAVE STARTED A SKINCARE ROUTINE 💪💪💪💪

my sister came home and my skin was a mess at the time she basically just went "nuh uh, not on my watch" and got me A WHOLE ASS LIST??? told me when and how to use the stuff n all very cool

also the pomni is this basically

i wanted to make the homophobia in her eyes joke but didnt know what to draw for it so i took the first goofy picture i saw on pinterest and went with it

honestly its one of the rare times i actually kinda like how i drew her so very surprising to me

TO THE GAME STUFF I CANT BEAT THE BIRD IM UT YELLOW HELP 💔💔💔💔

IM NOT GOOD AT GAMES I INSTINCTIVELY TRY TO GRAZE. IN UNDERTALE. AND I HATE USING THW ARROW KEYS ON MY KEYBOARD BECAUSE THEHRE TOO SMALL FOR MEEEE

basically i am dying tryin to play it is there a way to change the controls and im just too dumb to see them pls someone help :[

alsoalsoalso i normally dont get very emotional when something happens in media BUT on the ruthless route i got gen sad when harry n larry died :c

and i am gay for muffet.

but that was before underswap too.

ALSO HER OST IS FIRE??? SCONES AND BONES WENT IMMEDIATELY TO MY PLAYLIST I AM NOT EVEN KIDDING FIRST 30 SECONDS OF THE FIGHT AND MY MIND WAS MADE

best spider dance remix ever

also i will be replaying deltarune and probably playing deltatraveler cause i heard a lot about it and i am very curious :>

expect the gays

or not

depends on my mood :3

[chuuyascumsock]

MY DARLING POOKIE !!!

I'm so sorry for the late reply T-T. life is being a bitch :/

but OMG IM SO FLATTERED THAT YOU FEEL HAPPY WHEN MY USER COMES UP? Literally all i want is my mooties to know i love them so much???? 💐❤️

ily guys MWAH!!!!!!

but, anygays,

How are you snookums?

and i agree, WHO EATS PIZZA AT 8AM????? WHAT?? I thought pizza was like a lunch/dinner kinda thing... but i cant talk cause i dont rlly eat pizza that much-

ALSO THE DRAWINGS WERE SO CUTE??? i feel bad now cause i have no clue what eddsworld is but now i really really have to know or ill lose my mind!!!

and, side ramble, im going on some camping thing this weekend, BUT THE THING IS. I dont want to go. but i dont have a choice??? like ive never rlly been camping before and i feel kinda awkward around the ppl its with?? idk

so hopefully i definitely become one with the wild 😋

How are you? how's life been?

HEYYYY POOOKIEEEE ❤️

Glad to hear from you again, thought I lost you and was mourning like a widow 🙏😔

I’m good, I dyed my hair once more (just added pink onto the fading blue so now the tips are purple <3).

We don’t open at 8AM (we open at 10:30, which there were customers who came in as soon as we opened) but I was in the back for two and a half hours prepping the dishes (spreading dough on pans and etc. which I could be spreading your dough, if you catch my drift 😏).

It’s okay that you don’t know what Eddsworld is lol, it was popular back in like late 2000s, early 2010. There was an animator named Edd who made wacky little animations of him and his friends going on made up adventures, but he sadly passed away from cancer in 2012. One of his friends is continuing his legacy and they still create animations in honor of him which I think is super sweet :] (honestly Edd was a main inspiration for me to get into drawing self-art and such). But yeah 🫶

I love camping, wish I could go with you, we could be filming the best analog horror tapes known to man (where my horror analog girlies at). I hope you make the most of it though and have fun. Tell me how it goes <3

I’m going to see a movie today (the new Quiet Place movie) and then I’m going to eat dinner with some friends at ihop 😌 I’m just hoping nothing goes wrong because Libby and I have been having some small issues with Teagan lately (he normally is a super great friend and I’ve rarely had any issues with him since I’ve known him since middle school), but he’s been acting off and I just want us to go back to normal when he wasn’t passive aggressive about things that shouldn’t matter (like boys). I’ll never let a man come between my friends and I, but I will if they’re being mean to Libby (hi snookums Ik u see this 😚).

But YES GO BE ONE WITH THE WILD, say hello to the bears for me 🫶🫶

[paramountpetrichor]

good timezone my fellow celestialcesters!! today i bring you bunch of characters in pretty outifts, bc i wanted to draw A Bunch of Characters in Pretty Outfits!!! (and. and the fits get more and more extreme as it goes on agakgaay)

starting off simple!!! Eclipse in a wedding dress :] since my handwriting sucks ass, he's saying "I don't know, Earth, this isn't really my... style." and yeah Earth is behind this bc who else could convince him to get in a wedding dress???

not pictured but Definitely there in spirit: Every Other celestial seeing Eclipse in that and then RUNNING to buy wedding rings (sorry boys- he already's spoken for!!! to Earth <3)

Bloodmoon in a maid outifit :3c, or its Supposed to be a maid outfit- it kinda just looks like a normal dress afajqfahaag dont got much to say about this one!!! other than that lunar roped them into wearing it lol. oh, and he's Thinking, "This is so dumb." :3c

kitty kitty kitty moon!!! this ones actually rather tame compared to *glances briefly at the two down below*, but i marked it as third craziest cause why are you posing like that brother /ref. he's thinking "LMAO this is supposed to be hot?" bc he does not consider himself hot in that moment!! he is just being a kitty!!! but if you were to ask any Other celestial how hot he looked like that... agskshsha

listen i cant make excuses for myself- Earth Pretty so i wanted to draw her in a swimsuit. and i didnt Mean for it to be a bikini but it just. Happened like that okay?? okay. sigsisgiag

please imagine a beach episode where she comes on screen dressed like That, and then she does a classic "Can anyone help me put sunscreen on my back?" and Now there's a looney toons esq catfight going on between everyone else to see who gets to do it. (spoiler, Solar did. cause he was the only one smart enough to avoid the damn fight acajfajaafag)

uhm. uh. i. i dont. man i cant even defend myself for this one AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

it started off as just Ruin in a bunny outfit. but then i thought 'Haha what if carrot gag.' and then i. well, i gave him a carrot gag. and it just Spiraled into him thinking "Well, this is unexpected." coughMoonfinallyfoundawaytoshuthimupcough i mean WOAHHH DID YOU ALL HEAR SMTN CAUSE I DIDNT AHAHAHAHAH

anyways thats it. thanks for letting me be Insane my fellow freaks <3

[koszmarnybudyn]

My wrist kinda hurt cause i think i used them so much, so no doodles for today episode rn, cause i just chilled and listened, but you do get my thoughts.

Spoilers for dndads episode 36 below.

Holy shit that was great, the cast was so funny in the intro i cackled like a bird.

I knew i just knew terry and the other teendads would be brainwashed in some way, and i was right!!! So cool for Anthony to bring back the gauntlets.

Terri was great, i adore how Beth potrays her, shes so cheery and unhinged its a nice combo.

Hermie is just crushing on everyone at this point lol, now i wanna draw link as an anime boy with like the flower backround.

I knew giving him the tape mesure was a bad idea, my theory was that he would use the black parade as his army of minions tho, since he is actually depressed, looks like scary and wants power and revange, that might still happen tho.

I can't wait for the angsty drawing this episode will bring and for the sad shit show of grant having to kill terry, being brainwashed and his interactions with link now. The wilsons are not bugs like the oaks for me but i still wanna study them, (link is his baby boy who has also grown up been traumatized and that he cant quite reqognize anymore T^T)

Oh i cant wait till they long rest Scary comes back and she has to deal with the consequences of losing terry.

Link and Normal are buddies, and they have absolutly none romantic chemistry, and i love that, i feel like its that one friendship that the thought of being with them in a romantic sense would make you wanna puke, they are bros tho.

[nerves-nebula]

for a while my oldest sister was in denial about being any kind of autistic or adhd or anything, and she kinda convinced me that it was probably just the PTSD on my part too. which was like, fine ok whatever i cant do anything about either of those right now.

but recently she's come around to maybe having autism or something, and made the REALLY GOOD point that PTSD doesn't explain everything. specifically the intense hyperfixations and the fact that we all kind of have One Thing we're really good at that's like, the focus of our entire life and something we lowkey spend all our time thinking about (for me its drawing/art, for her writing, my oldest brother is insanely good at math and my younger one is crazy good at sports/knows a shit ton about it etc etc. sports and e-sports is like all he cares about hah)

and i thought that was normal, even tho my mom bragged about us being sooo talented to her friends. But i asked my GF and it appears that her family, also comprised of 2 adults and 6 kids, IS NOT like that AT ALL. the kids have talents and interests but they dont have like. their One Thing, yknow??? and im wondering if that means our One Thing is like our special interest and we just didnt realize it cause we all picked something that our parents/society broadly encouraged or what ???

thinking thoughts today is all.

[thegoldenshi-shi]

Sunny Simp Anon here!

I had ordered the zine when preorders first started and when I saw that you were in the zine many months later i got very excited!!

I took a pic and sent it to Smooch and shared the rest of the art with them and their friends and we loved it all and I love what you did with Jazz ans Prowl!!

The officiator: Any one object?

Prowl: *silently glaring*

Jazz: *had a cannon* :D

Also they look so good and I want to frame your art on my wall but I cant because it’s in a book but it’s so pretty and I love it and i want to hug it but it’s paper and akskdldkdk

Many conflict here you see

Also personal update myself, I probably didn’t do good on one of my exams today because i forgot there was an exam and I didn’t have my book and it was open book and so like, i didn’t do good but it is what it is

Also I want to hold your sideswipe so much, he is such a pretty boi and when he pops up he overtakes Sunny for a minute and is the star of the show and he knows he’s a pretty boi and will use it

I want to hold him so badly and domestic soft thoughts are my enemy cause I want them to be happy and heal from their pain and they are twins and they know each other the best and they went through hell and back and deserve good things!!!

Let Sunny become a famous artist again, let Sideswipe help with selling his brother’s paintings and also maybe own a lil bar and stuff also Bob being his cute self and get doted on and Sunny also maybe makes vent arts and let out his pain

I do personally headcanon that Sunny makes some vent arts but keeps some of them secret cause he doesn’t want to worry Sides too much with how he feels and it helped to just draw it out

Also me and my friends in the JazzProwl discord server made a lil meme thing into a bug angsty au and then we talked about the future after they mostly heal and it was from dark and angsty and stuff to more fluffy but still some angst(it’s with the Elite trine but i am gonna ask if we wanna include other ships and other lil stories besides the elite trine’s)

Anyways! I hope to be in your inbox again soon but some smaller things jn my life came up that needed my attention so I had to focus on those for a lil bit but i will return

-Sunny Simp Anon💛

Oh! You ordered a Monochromatic zine?

That's so exciting! I just got mine a few days ago~ I'm so happy to hear that you like my piece! I was really nervous about it because it was kinda spoofy compared to the others. It's pretty silly even by my normal standards hehe As far as my digital work goes, Sideswipe has been given so much love lately. It's great that his "pretty boi" status has been recognized. I purposefully designed him to look more friendly and open, so if he's making you think soft domestic things then I have done my job correctly hehe. On the subject of Sunstreaker's art habits, I think all artists make vent pieces at some point, writers and other creative mediums too (I know I do). So Sunny does probably have some pieces squirreled away here and there, I agree. I'm glad you're having fun on the JazzProwl server, and hope you get through whatever requires your attention now.

Don't rush through anything, I will still be here when you get done hehe.

[dykevanny]

OKAY WOO

so basically yeah vanessas plural. like she doesnt Know but she is. she just thinks shes super forgetful (amnesia from when her headmate fronts) and her days are pretty routine so shes not alarmed when she cant pick out what exactly she did and just thinks today was extra boring.

VANESSAS HEADMATE okay i dont have a name for them yet but theyre more naive than and younger than vanessa. definitely closer to gregorys age, maybe a little older? havent decided lol. and theyre a little bunny with brown markings (<-yeah they based the initial mask off their own appearance. arent they adorable im love them..) and theyre the one who glitchtrap latched onto since he could take advantage of that disconnect between the two, and he manipulated them (they were really lonely since they couldnt really have friends of their own and couldnt talk to vanessa. its kinda like a one-way mirror for them - they can see in and hear vanessa, but she cant see out of the front to where they are, and if shes not fronting, she just doesnt remember anything.)

glitchtrap cant front (he doesnt have anywhere near that level of control) so he uses the headmate and guides them and talks to/manipulates them. cause they can front just fine!

i havent decided if he lets them remember killing or keeps the memories from them, but glitchtraps removal DOES snap them out of the brainwashing/manipulation sorta, and they feel really lost afterwards, and if they didnt remember before, then glitchtrap left them with the memories as a kinda fuck you to them. either way, super traumatized after the fact.

theres also kinda two paths i take with them towards the end, one is far more “supernatural” (but still sort of believable with fnaf) and the other definitely sticks to the realm of normalcy lol. the normal-er one has the headmate stay in post-3 star, and it basically involves freddy and gregory trying to figure out just why vanessa acts odd some days and then never remembers it (the headmate isnt so great at pretending to be vanessa. superficially its fine, coworkers and strangers didnt question it, but gregory and freddy? nah. they catch on quick). things are uncertain for a while but ultimately theyre all okay!! everyone gets along!!

the more supernatural one is specifically for my au that i have, its cassie-centric, and in this one, instead of leaving behind the headmate, he basically drags them down with him and they get trapped in the ar world, ironically keeping it safely out of glitchtraps reach cause that mf got absolutely obliterated while they basically got set onto the ground gently with a blanket and pillow.

i do intend to draw them eventually so if ur interested i could tag u! /gen

anyways, this is SO messy lol. i hope it makes Any Sense At All i love plural vanessa

ohhhhhh i really like this concept,,,,, the headmate being around Greg’s age esp… glitchtrap loves to manipulate children huh. (Looks at ggy) i like them staying around w 3star…. That’s fun:) also them being the bunnay -> the design for the mask is a really fun touch

[thedemoninme141]

Ghosts-Chapter 6: Wounded

"Protecting me from what!" she yelled. "Ending up like me," The demon said.

Tori goes straight to her room when she reached her home. She had enough of Jade's behavior.

Part of her felt kind of bad for saying those things to her but it got hidden under her anger.

"She dares to ruin the play my parents are supposed to attend. And I believed she cared about me!"

Tori opens her phone, the wallpaper was a picture of Jade kissing her cheeks while she was smiling like a dork.

She smiles a little but again her anger got the best of her. She was about to change the wallpaper but in the end, couldn't do it.

She feels like she is gonna cry now but she has had enough crying for love at this point, she turns off her phone and throws it at her desk, and tries to sleep.

Tori wakes up at a beach.

There is fog everywhere, she cants see well,

Tori sees a shadowy figure and walks towards it,

She doesn't know what it is but can just walk towards it.

After walking a small sea wave hits her legs.

She walks forward and sees a boat. There were 2 people on it, one was rowing the boat, he was wearing a hoodie so she couldn't see its face

the other one was a girl with black hair with lavender streaks, she was just sitting on the boat wearing a white dress,

"Is that Jade?" Tori thought

"Jade!" Tori yelled, but Jade didn't listen.

The hooded figure who was rowing the boat stands up, and so does Jade.

He takes a scythe out of nowhere and draws it above his head to look at Jade, He was gonna hit Jade with it!

"JADE!" Tori screamed.

"A single choice can change your entire life," the man said before bringing the weapon down on Jade.

Tori opens her eyes and finds herself in her bed, it was a nightmare.

She thinks about the moment she told Jade about her feelings, how Jade was shocked yet normal about this, "Jade could've hurt my feelings back then if she wanted to but she gave me a chance, I was too harsh on her today, I have to make amends." Tori ponders, She looks at the clock to see it's 5 am. "Should I give her a call right away? I don't think I can go to sleep without speaking to her cause of this nightmare" "Is she even awake now?" " Should I call her?" questions flood her mind.

When Tori tries to find her phone, she remembers that she had dropped it on her desk. She picks up her phone and looks through the list of calls in search of Jade's missed calls, but there were none. She felt a little let down, but she put her feelings aside as she called Jade's number to try it out. It rings but Jade wasn't picking it up.

"Well who am I kidding, she did sleep through an entire war in yerba"

Tori thinks about what she did yesterday. She jumped to conclusions. What if it wasn't Jade's fault? what if she never did sabotage her play this time? And even if she did, her ending their relationship was a dick move.

She recalled the hurt expression Jade gave when she said she was done.

She sighs feeling guilty. "Ugh what am I doing, I promised Beck that I would take care of Jade, instead, I hurt her, I have to make it up to her"

She doesn't think she can wait till morning, She knows what even Beck didn't know, she knows Jade's address. She looks at the clock again, "Ugh screw it, I am going now, I am gonna wake Jade up, kiss her, have morning sex with her, and make it up to her"

It's only a 20-minute walk to her house so she doesn't wake Trina up to drive her.

She quietly exits her home without arousing anyone and begins to walk. She has walked at this hour before, but today feels different because the fog is making the roads seem dangerous.

She moves more quickly as she thinks about what she can do to strengthen and stabilize her relationship with Jade.

She reached Jade's house, but her car wasn't outside.

"Is she even home now?" She wonders.

She walks up to the door but her heart freezes as she sees the door was open. Suddenly she has a bad feeling. Her heart starts beating fast as she enters the house. Her stomach drops as she steps inside the living room. It was a mess, the glass table, the television, everything was broken.

"Something terrible has happened here," She thinks to herself.

"Jade!" Tori screams, but no response, she runs upstairs to Jade's room. She felt her heart rise to her throat as finds her girlfriend laying on the ground, blood all around her.

"Jade! Oh god, no!" she runs to her lover and grabs her head.

"No no no no. Please Jade wake up, Jade, love, please wake up!" She felt the blood coming out of Jade's chest, she has been shot, She isn't breathing. Tori takes out her phone as it almost slips out of her hands because of the blood, She dials 911.

"911 what's your emergency?"

"My girlfriend.. she has been shot.. or something, I don't know what to do. Please send help." Tori says sobbing

"Mam please stay calm, Emergency services will be there in 15 minutes."

Tori lets go of the phone not bothering to cut the call and grabs Jade's head and puts it on her lap.

"Please baby wake up! Please don't leave me!" She begs

"I won't ever talk to another girl again, I would never fight with you again, Please baby don't leave me!" She begged again.

"I can't live without you, Jade! I need you!" she knew this is it. Her Jade is dead. She promised she would take care of her and she failed. She cried and cried. She didn't even notice when the paramedics entered the room.

One was trying to pull her away from Jade. But Tori couldn't let go. She knew once she lets go, it's over. She screamed and cried. They finally made Tori let go of Jade. They checked her pulse, but there was nothing.

They can't do anything but call in the police. It is a crime scene now. They had to almost drag Tori out of the room. However, Tori never stopped crying and screaming Jade's name.

.

"We are gonna need more people Ghost," John said,

"I know," Ghost replied

"More people who aren't like us, just normal soldiers, people like the kid you bought," John said pointing towards Wraith.

"She isn't prepared for combat, John. She makes snap judgments. She allows her rage to control her."

"But she is brave, willing to do what's necessary to achieve her goal. Ghost, We all learn from our mistakes, we all fail, But that's what makes us human. You can't let your past mistakes overcome your present, So you don't have to do what should be done. You have to do what needs to be done. Why don't you trust her?" Ghost doesn't answer. "How did you find her, Ghost?" John asked. Ghost sighed.

Wraith was sitting alone on a seat of Nikolai's Mil MI-8 looking outside through the window, recalling her past, a photo of a raven-haired beauty in her hand.

[oddvanilla]

i would not fucking DARE to break off with friends i see in SCHOOL. everyday With THE COPYPASTE. like of you are a moofbreaker at least WRITE SOMETHING NORMALL LIKE YHE AUDACITY OF JUST. SEND THE SMAE TUING I WOULD DIEE do you remember dasha?? liek i never shed a single tear about here but wthh like she cluld go for something betger than me😩😩😩 she doesnt deserve you and youe friends

WHEN I SAID IGNORE I MEANT A GIRL WHO LOWKEY MAKES FUN OF ME BUT IGNORUNG EX FRIENDS IS EVEN WORSEEE like i have no idea what my relationship with my ex very good friend are like we lowkey greetes each other when she woekes at the museum camp but GOD I DIDNT TALK TO HER NORMALLY FOR MONTHS BECUASE I SAW THAT SHE WWSNT ANSWERING WHEN I WAS TALKING i miss here she is my best school friend's tiny ahh town friend like they knew eavhother in primary so itss weied.. ALSO my closest frenemy a bit of a friend switched schools erm tahys weird.. im kinda okay with that cause she makes me uncomfortable so often but i love here still IDKKK friendships are harddd...

also i finished reading a fanfic like A LONGG ONE and the end(of the first work in the series) WAS SOO FUCKINGAKWARD EMBERASSING ITS NOT BAD I JUST WANTE TO KILL MYSELF LIKE I LITERALLY CALLED MY FRIEND AND MADE HET READ THIS OUT LOUF CAUSE J CANT. JUST CANT stupid gays

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DUDE??? THIS STUFF CAN BE LIKE A WHOLE FANFIC IF YOU TRY HARD ENOUGH. IT HAS POTENTIALLLLL. ALSO I FIND IT VERY COOL HOW YOU CAN DRAW AND I CAN WRITE LIKE THATS PERFECT?? TODAY AT CLASS I WAS DRAWING THE GIRL THAT SITS INFRONT OF ME. WHO I SHARE A VERY DRAMATIC HISTORY WITH...ILL TRY TO EXPLAIN IN AN EASY WAY

There's this kid who's the top of the class. Like the nerdiest of em all. She's very very VERY smart. she also hates my guts. 2 reasons: 1- I'm class president and she's vice even tho she's probably better than me..and 2- she thinks I steal her "spotlight" because I have a better relationship with most teachers..

The girl who sits in front of me is friends with the topper UNFORTUNATELY and she hated me too for 2 years even though she never talked to me in her LIFE and she was just forced to hate me on her first day..so one day these two FOUGHT and they did what nobody would and they talked to each others enemies😭 so of course the girl Infront of me talked to me and surprisingly we got along VERY well?? I didn't even KNOW why that topper hated me I just know she does and that girl literally told me everything...

For the longest time I have been her academic rival like we always try to beat eachother in competitions like art or public speaking...once we BOTH got 1st place in a speaking competition which was crazy tbh. But YEAH it literally became an academic rivals to lovers story LMAO she's so funny and when I found out this year she'll sit next to me I knew this would be TERRIBLE because not only do I talk alot to both my friends who sit next to me..but I'll also be yapping my soul off with her when she's very DISTRACTING. yeah..I DONR KNOW WHY I ALWAYS TELL LONG STORIES I JUST LOVE LONG POSTSS

[starrierknight]

no cause iamemilycat here on tumblr draws satoru so good like how am i supposed to see this

https://www.tumblr.com/iamemilycat/735540506608746496/full-thing-here?source=share

nd move on with my day?? i cant. i now need to lie down and think about him for the next 42 hours sorry! no productivity today!

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literally how am i supposed to be normal on the internet oh dear god i swear i would peg satoru's brains out i i dng nbgkzmn,azfgdrn,mazfgdrkmszfgdr fvx kjnbzfgdksojs