#for whatever reason this got reported?? lmao whatever

[gothluke]

Life-Size Luke

i had everything. i was everything,” luke mused.

“even a yacht?”

“a yacht, an rv, a pool, another pool, a private jet—”

“okay! don’t rub it in,” ashton laughed. luke shrugged like he was amused at his own bragging.

“i’m pretty sure i’ve had everything and any career i could ever want.”

“i wouldn’t want to leave either.”

“well, except one thing,” luke played with the buttons on the remote.

“what's that?”

“a boyfriend.”

————　♡　————

or:

ashton is a séx store employee when the new adult, collector dolls hit the shelves. he's had enough of these "lukey dolls," when one night everything changes, and his life becomes lukalicious.

rating: e

tw: smùt, language, but more specific tags on ao3

word count: 15k

barbie luke au • lashton • plot & smùt

[cherrycokedup]

Bro what happened in the nevercord?? I am not a part of it but still curious

EDIT: please look at @thelesbomancer ‘s post/reblog, and @gothwineaunts ‘s post about this situation!

please defer to your own judgment when it comes to this, and don’t use my post as the end all be all! Those two posts have much more information on all of this! This post was made as this all unfolded and might be out of date (also turning off reblogs because i’m not an authority on this )

i'm gonna be careful not to name any names here because I don't want to start a hate train and I'm looking at all of this as neutral as possible and also please please please don't think of this like a call-out post or anything, it's not! I still think you can be a fan of rnf and support their work, this is just why I'm chosing to take a break from doing so!

Content Warning below for mentions of explicit content being sent to minors ( by a server member, not RnF, THANK GOD )

i don't have all the details but basically, someone was banned for sending heavy nsfw/pornographic images to minors, and then was unbanned later on because of two reasons

one: the children the images were sent too were banned from nevercord for varying reasons ( closest explanation I remember is about these kids doing witchhunts, whatever that means )

two: the evidence was apparently "unreliable" and heavily censored.

Also, the minors themselves didn't report this information, an adult did with screenshots, censoring the users of the kids.

The offending person claimed that they never knew the ages of the people talking to them and thought they were all adults, even though at least two victims from my knowledge have come forward and said the person did, in fact know their ages. The only age I've heard for sure was 12 years old.

My problem with the situation arised was when Red, the writer of Nevermore, posted a lengthy explanation that was pretty poorly worded. She used phrases about the situation, such as "egged on" or "cried wolf" about being sent this sexual content, saying it was the job of minors to stay safe on the internet. I was raising my eyebrow at that point, because the whole thing sounded rather victim-blamey.

Red then said that the evidence was faulty and suspicious for being heavily censored ( i don't know the full extent of the censoring ), and because of the fact it came from one person, an adult who was friends with some of the people who had been banned, implied reporting that behavior was all some sort of tatic to get one person they didn't like banned.

When a ton of people were (understandably, in my opinion) very upset by this response, including the victims, and other neutral parties, Red got very upset and started lashing out. I understand It had to be a stressful situation, having tons of people talking at you at once, but she started saying rather guilt tripping things, such as "I'm a horrible person then" "everything I do is actually for evil purposes", stuff along those lines. Admittedly, the situation was pretty upsetting to me, so once Red started saying those things I left. I might return to Nevermore one day, if there's signs of change and the like. I still deeply enjoy the comic, and the community! I don't think RnF are horrible people, I just think they worded this very poorly, and then continued to lash out when it didn't go as excepted lmao I'll grab some of the screenshots I took, and ask if my friends have any to add! If anyone else has anything to add about the situation, please do so in the notes or reblogs! I'm just saying my perspective here, and why I chose to leave! There might have been things I missed! screenshots below!

anyways, those are all the screenshots i have on haha, again for the millionth time I dont want this to become a massive big drama

[cher-rei]

afterglow- pt 1 [ T.A.A ]

pairings: trent alexander arnold x femreader

summary: young and aspiring marketing and business major jamie carter (you) is privileged with working alongside the liverpool marketing and public relations team while also getting entangled with their star player and right back, trent alexander arnold.

[wc: 2.6k] [part 2] [part 3 ] [part 4] [part 5] [part 6] [part 7] [part 8] [part 9] [part 10] [part 11] [part 12]

genre(s): friends?? to lovers, work romance, fluff

notes: I've had this idea on my mind for months but I had no idea how to execute it at all. also instead of using the y/n insert, I gave the character a name even though it is read from your pov. It just made it easier to write lmao

"ms carter?"

your heart dropped at the sound of your name being called by an unfamiliar voice, which was something you were going to have to get used to. nonetheless, you turned around to see an older man approaching you with a warm smile and something in his hand.

when he got close enough he put out his hand and you politely shook it as a greeting, still not sure who you were talking to. before you could speak up however, you were interrupted by something being put in your hand.

"this is your staff id," the older man said and you took a closer look at the lanyard in your hand. the picture you had taken less than a few weeks ago was set neatly inside with your name, and position.

carter, jaime

[public relations manager- social media and marketing department]

public relations manager. those three words were enough to make you feel light headed.

you liked to think that your employment on liverpool fc's marketing team was nothing but pure luck. from the moment you handed in your resume for your university final year internship out of pure whim, then to you getting accepted for whatever reason until you got the email no less than a month after graduation asking you to come in for an interview.

all that lead up to the moment you were currently in. standing in the middle of the empty anfield stadium that you had visited for nearly every home game since you were a child. it was nothing but pure luck.

you were broken out of your daze by the older man chuckling about something, which showed that you hadn't heard a single word he said during the past five minutes. you mustered up a smile regardless to play it off and proceeded to follow him for what you thought was a building tour.

"I just realised that I never properly introduced myself," he laughed dryly and gestured for you to step into the tunnel before him. "I'm billy hogan- chief executive officer and I'm ever so sorry for being in a rush right now but I'd like you to be at the training center within the next 30 minutes."

your eyes widened in shock, your feet absentmindedly picking up its pace while hogan continued to speed through the building tour, leaving no room for questions but you decided to make a mental note to ask someone else when you got the chance.

you were escorted to the black s.u.v along with hogan immediately, running through the hundreds of questions you had at the moment. you know you only had room for one though before he was on another phone call.

"uhm sir-"

"yes ms carter?" the older man addressed without trailing his gaze from his cellphone screen or the pile of documents in front of him.

oh gosh.

you managed to clear your throat. "I'm not too sure why I'll be needed at the training center. shouldn't I be in the office or..."

when he heard you start to trail off, hogan shut the folder in his lap and turned to look at you with an expression you couldn't quite read. there was a moment of awkward silence that passed between the two of you in the backseat of the s.u.v, the driver not paying any mind to the conversation.

"our last marketing manager had to be fired because we found out that he was leaking information out to reporters and news broadcasters along with four other employees."

oh shit.

you shuffled in your seat as you tried to think of a response to the news but whenever you parted your lips to say something hogan would raise his finger as a sign that he wasn't done talking. so you swallowed the bitter taste in your mouth along with any comments and listened intently.

did it sound like he was targeting you and bordelined threatening you? yes, yes it did. but you were sure he meant well and was only trying to bring his point across.

"we're low on staff and that's why you were handed two very crucial roles and are expected to make up for the losses. you'll be working alongside the team as you read in the contract," he began once again with a knowing look which made your stomach drop.

because you didn't read the contract. not fully at least. your older sister was the one who urged you to sign it the second it was sent to your house. hell, it could've stated that you were required to donate an organ and you wouldn't have known all because your were too excited and didn't spare anything a second glance.

"but why didn't you just promote people that were already in the department instead of giving me the position straight away?"

hogan let out a dry chuckle and tended to his phone once again, not looking back at you. "because nobody else wanted the position. it's dangerous up there ms carter. so you may feel important right now, but if you can't handle the workload and expectations it's going to get messy."

well this is news to me.

to sum up hogan's lecture and recital of the contract off by heart, you were in fact set up to be working alongside the team as a higher ranking media representative because there needed to be more field work done. no pun intended.

but the fact that nobody else was up for the position didn't sit right with you.

"just make sure they look good for the camera and keep everyone entertained. you're an influencer yourself, so I'm entrusting you to keep everything in order. you were hired because you are young and are in the game already. so keep yourself level-headed and do your best."

no pressure I guess??

deciding to wear sneakers instead of heels today was by the far the best decision you've made in weeks. the weather in liverpool during september was nothing short of horrid. when you stepped out of the car your face was immediately hit with the harsh and crisp air that reminded you why you spent majority of your time indoors.

"welcome to our axa training center," hogan gestured to the building in front of you, it's ceiling to floor windows having you gawking in awe. "this is where you'll be spending a good amount of your time, but it's not as bad as it seems I promise."

what's so bad about watching a bunch of professional football players train half naked?

unlike your last building tour, hogan actually took his time showing you around this time. from the lobby, breakroom, staff rooms, gym and finally to the field where the team was out practicing-- or at least that's what you thought was happening judging by all the screaming.

the second you stepped foot out onto the field, klopp turned to look at you with a welcoming smile.

did he just sense my presence??

you felt frozen in your spot, the world had practically stopped spinning the second he called you and hogan over. when you made it over he halted his conversation with the person beside him to shake your hand.

"it's lovely to finally meet you ms carter," the team's manager politely greeted and it took every single nerve in your body for you to not do something stupid.

you bashfully laughed and brushed his comment off, "if anything, the pleasure is mine. I am extremely honoured to be working in this position."

after a few moments of getting to know each other and klopp giving you a bit of an idea of what he expected media-wise, you realised that you had work cut out for you, judging by klopp saying, "think of this as your second family. the team needs something different, and you ms carter, are exactly the home improvement that we need."

you felt like the weight of the world had just been put on your shoulders again, and his tone of utter sincerity wasn't making it any less pressurising. of course you wanted to do well and give your all into this role but it was going to take a bit of time getting used to.

I should have read that damn contract.

"would you like to meet the team?" klopp asked with a smile and lightly patted your shoulder.

the gesture alone was enough to render you speechless, and you weren't quite sure if you heard him correctly. "would I like to do what?"

"boys!"

your eyes widened in shock as he called the team over. you didn't know what to do or say, your fight or flight mode had nearly been activated and you swore you were about to sprint out of the training center, all the way back home.

you anxiously fiddled with your fingers, not knowing what to do with your hands as you watched the group of soccer players head your way with little to no care to which klopp gave you a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "don't worry, they won't bite."

you mustered up an awkward laugh, muttering under your breath as you mentally prepared yourself for the moment. you obviously hadn't met any of them before, the closest you had gotten was going to the stadium to watch their matches.

the closest you had gotten to any interaction with any professional soccer player in general however, would be at the beginning of the year when jude bellingham followed you back on Instagram. which was still the best day of your life up to date.

you were awestruck, words unable to form as they all huddled up in front of you. you could see the sweat beading on their foreheads which caused a shiver to travel down your spine.

"boys this is ms jaime carter." klopp gestured to you and you managed a small wave, trying to ignore the sound of your heart beating in your ears. "she'll be working with us from now on, as manager of the pr manager for both the marketing and social media departments."

you were greeted with a choir of 'hello's' and listened to klopp give everyone the run-down and a little enlightenment into the situation regarding the last bundle of staff that had to be cut off so abruptly.

"pfft, snitches."

you head turned to look in the direction of the comment, that was immediately reprimanded.

"curtis," klopp started and the soccer player pursed his lips apologetically.

"sorry boss."

"aren't you a little too young to be the manager of two departments?"

your eyebrows raised at the question from harvey. klopp and hogan had to attend to a last minute call from the clubs directors so you were left with the team to "get to know each other", but most of them got back to training which left you with harvey, curtis and trent.

you shifted your weight to your right leg, your head tilting to the side challengingly as you eyed the boy. "well you're younger than i am and playing professional football. what does me being a pr manager make any difference?"

trent and curtis couldn't help but snicker at your counter, jokingly mocking their younger teammate until he got visibly irritated.

"you can't deny us the right to laugh at you," trent said jokingly and kicked the ball to harvey, who passed it to cutis again.

their banter went on for a few minutes as you watched the ball pass between the three of them until harvey spoke up again.

"you're straight out of university though so--"

his sentence was cut off by someone yelling, "ball!", to which you all instinctively looked up only to realise a little to late that it was headed in your direction.

shit.

you backed away just in time to get the ball before it hit the ground. the second it came into contact with your foot, you sent it back virgil's way to which he gave you a smile.

a familiar feeling stired up in your stomach after, but you pushed it aside and for back to your train of thought. "and you're straight out of high-school. so i rest my case."

a moment of silence took over, trent and curtis both shifting their gazes from you and all the way over to virgil who was over at the goal post.

harvey was taking the moment to recollect your high school comment. it was because he was short wasn't it? that's all people had to throw at him these days.

it was trent's turn to speak up, his eyebrows raised while curtis muttered to himself about the distance or something like that. "have you played before?"

before you could answer, your name was being called by hogan since it was time to get back to the office building. you huffed out a breath and sent the three boys a smile.

"looks like today's 'q and a' was cut short." you took a few steps back, stuffing your hands into the pockets of your puffer jacket. "you might as well stock them up for next time. I'll be more than happy to feed your curious minds."

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

the abandonment issues au,,

where Sun and Moon gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss their way into ur heart

and then turn into sad wet baby kittens when u find out and call them out on it <3

(copy and pasted from the space aces discord, sorry fellas lmao)

abandonment issues au:

ok what if. fucked up au time

where. reader is the new daycare assistant or a mechanic or smthn idk theyre working withh Sun and Moon thats the important part

i think it works better if theyre like, Sun n Moon's handler? Bc they r closer that way and it makes it more fucked up lmaooooo

so basically. this takes place right after Sun n Moon had their best friend-handler person leave bc Sun n Moon had been acting increasingly volatile n buggy n rlly just having issues but the more the previous handler tried to talk to them abt it and fix it the more they got anxious abt getting decommissioned and would cover up the problems n act like nothing was wrong

and eventually one day the previous handler nearly got rlly hurt and knew they had to leave bc it wasn't safe for them and they left a detailed warning/report for the mechanics

(and they didnt say goodbye, not out of malice or anything just bc they didnt want even more reasons for Sun n Moon to act up/potentially hurt them or themselves)

so. the mechanics did a total clean up of Sun n Moon's system, basically left their memories but scrubbed their data of a lot of the 'feelings' they'd had- mostly wiping away the feelings tied to 'good' memories, and the only thing Sun n Moon could do to fill in the void of 'feelings' was assign different feelings in their place, so when they once looked back and felt happy or nostalgic, now they feel confused and angry and sad and betrayed bc why was all of that happiness taken from them?? why did their handler hurt them like this??

so the scrubbing of their systems, which was one thing they really really didn't want to have done for fear of losing their memories entirely, DID work in putting their issues on a much lower level,, but it didn't get rid of the issues entirely. Now they're just,, easier to hide or play off or ignore. They're careful around the kids, of course, but they do at times have trouble with their motor controls or their speech will glitch slightly, etc

a few handlers come and go, never staying for more than a week or so- none of them really care about the job, don't see Sun n Moon as coworkers but more like fancy 'machines' with no real thoughts or emotions, they normally leave after Sun or Moon has a glitchy moment and nearly hurts them or, in at least one case, does hurt them by squeezing their wrist too hard. more often than not, the ppl applying for the position read the list of warnings n cautions and are like 'hell nahh' and bail immediately

then. in comes,, reader. local dumbass. most endearing of idiots. a bit dense. very much clueless. dearly beloved

you're the first one to really treat them like your coworkers, making small talk and being friendly and kind and patient and laughing at their jokes. you smile when you introduce yourself, offering your hand for them to shake- not afraid of them or their little twitches at all. god, how they missed that. you remind them of their previous handler, if only in how you see them like theyre people and not machines.

and they make a mutual agreement to do whatever they can to keep you as their handler. even if it means dodging around company rules and policies by doing something like crumpling up the confidential 'warning' forms, ortelling the occasional white lie, like forging your signature onto the papers when your back is turned and making sure it makes it to your manager without either of you noticing who exactly was putting it on their desk.

you've already started calling them your friends the first time they have a glitchy moment. you're doing detailing work on their endoskeleton, really just cleaning dust away and making sure everything looks the way it does in the manual, when they break something- a tablet, a pen, your phone, whatever it is, it happens in an instant and startles you.

when Sun n Moon come to and realize whats happened theyre terrified. what if you use this as some kind of excuse to leave? What if you abandon them, just like their previous handler did? What if you start treating them differently, or you tell the staff that they need to be scrapped

so when you ask what that was about, they're frantic, quick to come up with something, anything that might make you shrug and forget all about it,

"Well, you WERE just working on their insides, right? That must have been something YOU did to suddenly make us do something like THAT! There's no way else it could have happened. Right?"

You take the lie hook, line, and sinker, apologizing profusely, promising to try harder to make sure nothing like that happens again. The relief they feel is almost euphoric. They pat you on the head kindly, reassuring you that they know you didn't do it on purpose, it was just a little mess up! You're fine, friend, we forgive you.

From then on, they dodge blame and truth alike, most often redirecting your attention to something you must have said or done to make something so strange and out of character for them happen so suddenly, and you believe them, full of apologies and careful words and actions and nervous worrying about doing things wrong and hurting them somehow. It's cute, how anxious you can get. It's cuter, how you melt for their comfort and reassurance. 

They play the song and dance with you again and again, weaving doubt and guilt into you more and more frequently. Until one day, you mumble something about how 'maybe i'm not cut out for this, maybe i should switch to be on the janitorial team instead, or some other department, i don't want to hurt you guys, or-or be the reason someone else gets hurt, i clearly dont know what im doing, and it's only gotten worse, maybe i should talk to my manager,,' and they panic

don't be silly, friend!!!! you can't just leave like that, what about the kids, what about that puppet show you had helped them plan, did you really want to just abandon all that?? so what if maybe they had the occasional hiccup, you were always there to smooth it over, who cared whether they dropped things from time to time, or- or broke a toy or two, that didn't matter, did it??? You were getting so good at being their handler, your little mistakes were normal, come on, you don't want to leave your very best friends. Do you?

and you cave, agreeing to stay, and they are so, so extremely careful to hide their little moments from you for several weeks, making sure you don't notice their tiny twitches or split seconds of glitchy voices, maybe keeping a closer eye on you than would be comfortable, watching over your shoulder each time you type up a report about the day, giving the manager a loathsome glower behind your back whenever they happen by,, and every time you leave you say 'i'll see you guys tomorrow!,' they grab onto your sleeve and respond with 'promise?' so you always know that they really, really do want you to come back

and then. one day,, you decide to go looking in their files for something small and silly, like what kinds of updates had been added to their pick-up protocols, and you find the warnings and cautions forms

and you see your signature on them, but you would definitely remember this and you are absolutely certain you have never seen these papers in your life. and you take the papers and you go to ask them about it.

"i thought you said you never had any problems before? you told me you never had any issues before but this- this is full of things that you- and you, you've been having these problems for that long??"

they stumble over their words, frantic, panicked, backpedaling on everything theyve ever said, trying meekly to grab the papers from your hands, piling excuses on excuses 

"you knew? you knew you were having these problems, and you didn't tell me? and you- you told me it was my fault!"

you're close to tears, hurt that they lied more than anything. you keep backing away from them, dodging their attempts to get the forms. they don't know which is worse- seeing that look on your face, or when they were left without so much as a goodbye.

"you could have told me. i thought i was the reason for everything, i thought i was hurting you, and you just... you lied right to my face and let me think that."

theyre putting on their best soothing voice, movements slow and gentle, wanting to comfort you and wipe those tears away and reassure you somehow that this- this isn't their fault, none of it is, it never was, they're fine and you're fine and nothing was ever wrong, and everything will be fine if only you calm down and stay

you can tell they arent really listening. you take a deep breath and turn away from them, scraping the tears from your face. you tell them you're going to go home and write up a report about all of this and when you come back you can go over it together before you send it to management, but right now you're leaving because you need space to breathe and time to think

but all they hear is that you're leaving, and they panic.

they don't hurt you, of course! but right now you're not allowed to leave.

you try to shut out the sound of them crying and apologizing and begging, even if it breaks your heart, because right now all you want to do is go home and lie in your stupid bed and have a stupid cry in your favorite pajamas. but you try every door you can think of- none of them open. you've sstayed past closing more than once, but the doors aren't normally shuttered for another two hours,, and you're pretty sure the night guard isn't even here yet

the entire time you're walking around the 'plex, Moon is trailing sadly behind you, waiting with the saddest, most pathetic wet cat look an animatronic can achieve, for you to turn and face them again

and thus begins what is probably the longest night of your life, spent trying to avoid your animatronic friends/coworkers who are acting like the worlds clingiest ex who just got broken up with and who can't stop dropping sad love songs in ur dms

by the time morning rolls around, they agree to actually go to parts n services and cooperate and try their best to get whatever is wrong with them repaired, even if it means they might get decomissioned. in the mean time, you promise to come back once they're fixed and work with them to help them get back to their old selves- or at least, back to how they were before any potentially dangerous bugs

basically this is the 'sun and moon have abandonment issues and gaslight you abt it' au

idk what else would happen tbh idk why i thought this au needed to exist either but here we are *lays facedown in a puddle*

[dizzyjelly]

Good Morning, Ellie Williams

Word Count: 2.4k

Part 2 here

Summary: You’ve liked Ellie for a while, and seeing her is the highlight of your day. But she doesn’t like you, in fact, sometimes she can’t stand you. After being fed up with all her tormenting one day, you flip out and have to deal with your school principal. After this, Ellie reveals her true feelings for you.

A/n: The idea of this fic actually came from a real-life experience I had, but it is not at all the same in this story lmao. I don’t really like the ending I gave this and I honestly wanna make a part 2 but I wanna know what you guys think before I start part 2. I’m working on 3 other fics rn and I think you guys are really going to like them!

It was your favorite part of the day. Not lunch or when the last bell rang, but seeing her. You’d liked her for a while now, so she was your favorite part of the day. And you knew you weren’t hers, for some reason, she just couldn’t seem to get along with you. But, despite that, you’d still greet her every morning. A frown would find its way to your lips if she was absent.

She never missed school unless she had to though. So, every morning like clockwork, you’d walk into your fourth-hour class and sit down. You’d put your bag underneath your desk and as you pulled in your chair you’d say,

“Good morning Ellie Williams.” With a smile, always with a smile.

Even if she didn’t like you all that much, she was kind enough to respond. Most of the time all you got was a nod and a hum, but sometimes you’d get more. You almost gasped the one time she said ‘good morning’ back to you. Not with a smile. But still, you were over the moon.

She never said good morning, instead she’d say ‘yeah’ or ‘hey’ or nothing at all. You tried not to, but you smiled from ear to ear for the rest of that class. Ellie noticed, and she felt good about making you smile. That was until she quickly reminded herself you two were not friends.

Today was like any other, you sipped on your water bottle as you walked into class. The bracelet you wore slid down your wrist since it was a size too big. You found your way to your chair and your bag was set neatly on the floor in no time.

“Good morning Ellie Williams.” You faced her with a smile.

She glanced up at you from her phone, squinting as if she was unsure about you.

“Hey.” She spoke dryly, clearly uninterested in you.

You sighed softly then pulled out your phone, scrolling mindlessly as you thought about the auburn haired girl sat beside you. Maybe one day she’d change, be nicer to you. Maybe she’d even smile at you.

“Your bracelet is too big.” She comments, you look over and see her eyes fixated on your bracelet.

“So?” You shrug, returning your attention to your phone.

“Whatever..” She rolls her eyes and then looks back at her phone.

Why was she looking at your bracelet anyways? Was she.. admiring you? It was weird of her to notice such a specific detail about you. And just yesterday she’d helped you clean up the contents of your pencil case after a spill. She was being nicer. Weird.

The next ten minutes of class were spent listening to your teacher explain today’s schedule. You guys were going to be working in the library, which you’d enjoy. The library at your school was pretty and it had great AC. The following ten minutes consisted of packing your things up and walking down to the library.

Once you got there your teacher told you to pick partners. You panicked. None of your friends were in this class, the only person you really knew was Ellie. But, much to your surprise, she looked your way. A head nod was her way of asking to be your partner. With a small sigh, you stood beside her and waited to receive your assignment.

After the teacher handed out your papers, you smiled at Ellie. She kind of just.. stared at you. You ignored this and started to read the instructions off the paper. Your assignment was to pick out a book you’ve read and do a report on it. All the information you needed was laid out in the rubric. You and Ellie now stood at a bookcase, pulling out random books and reading the titles.

“I don’t read.” She whispers to you after a few minutes.

“I figured, don’t worry, I read.” You shrugged with a chuckle.

“Ok..” She cleared her throat and just stood there awkwardly while you kept searching through books.

“These bookcases are so fuckin’ fancy..” You chuckled softly, “I bet if you pull the right book, a secret passage will open.” You joked, looking over at Ellie.

She chuckled. You looked over at her, and realized, she wasn’t laughing at your joke. She was laughing at you. At you. She sighed and looked away from you.

You pursed your lips into a thin line, not saying any more as you continued to look through books. You’d finally found one and then you and Ellie walked over to a nearby couch in the library, sitting down and taking out your papers. After a few minutes of you doing all the work, and Ellie just sitting and watching, she finally said something.

“I wasn’t trying to be a dick earlier. Sorry.” She whispers to you, your face goes red at her apology.

She is being too nice. What the hell.

“Why are you being so nice?” You whisper back, not even saying it’s ok because you were too focused on her attitude change.

“What do you mean? When am I not nice to you?” She asks back, as if she was friendly and kind all the time.

You turned to stare at her with a confused expression. She looked back with a similar one, and you realized she was being serious.

“Do you know how many times I’ve said good morning to you?” You ask, not giving her time to answer. “We’ve been in school 67 days, and I’ve told you good morning 65 times. Minus two days because you were out for the flu that one time. You have said good morning to me once.” You explained, Ellie was surprised.

Not only that you’d kept track of when she wasn’t in school, but your math was surprisingly good.

“I’m mean because I don’t tell you good morning?” She asks.

You sigh, clearly she didn’t get the point.

“Whatever. It doesn’t matter, let’s just get this over with..” You sighed, focusing back on your work.

Ellie nodded and didn’t say anything else, just watching you write with her hands rested in her lap. You worked silently as well, not bothering to try and make any kind of small talk. She’d either laugh at you again, or just be weird and nice.

As your teacher came by, Ellie tried to pretend she was doing something. Whrn your teacher asked if she was helping, you nodded and said ‘of course’ even though she’d done jackshit. It didn’t matter to you, and you weren’t interested in getting Ellie into any kind of trouble.

She smiled at you, but you just stared down at the paper. She sighed, sitting back and watching you work. Eventually class ended and it was time for lunch. You got up and slinged your bag over your shoulder. You made your way to the lunchroom and sat with your usual friends, taking your lunch out of your bag and unpacking it.

While you wouldn’t know it, Ellie watched you. She watched the way you threw your head back when you laughed, or how you  gasped with a smile at something your friends said. She smiled seeing you so happy. She’d realized she’d come to like you, maybe more than a friend. Definitely more than a friend.

As Ellie made this realization, she tried harder and harder to distance herself from you. At first she got nicer, but then she got mean again. Really mean. You were tired of it. She’d already been ignoring your daily greetings for two weeks, and for the past week she’d been throwing insults your way.

You’d had enough, it was a Friday and you were just tired. That morning, your mom picked a fight with you like she always does. And she said something they’d make you cry, like she always does. The result of this being a tear-soaked face with runny mascara that you rushed to wipe clean before getting on the school bus.

Despite Ellies tough act, you’d still be giving her a good morning. Not today though. You were just done. It was too much, she’d been too mean. While it was mostly because of the argument with your mother, you felt hurt. And Ellie was partially responsible for that.

After you walked into class, you set your bag down and sat in your chair. You angled your body away from Ellie, taking out your phone and busying yourself. She let out a short, bitter laugh.

“No good morning?” She teased.

You gave her nothing, still. Silence was what her question was met with. Ellie put her phone down and adjusted herself, her brows furrowed as she was genuinely a little worried for you.

“What’s up with you..?” She asks softly, moving her chair closer to yours.

When you continued to not say a word, she nudged you by pushing her foot against your shin lightly. You sighed, finally turning to face her.

“Stop it Ellie” your voice was stern, “I’m really not in the mood, ok?” You gave her a dirty look.

“What do you even mean? I’m just trying to ask you what’s wr-“ She tries to defend herself, but you cut her off.

“I don’t fucking care! Honestly, everyday you pretend to care, or even give a shit, about me, I just get less and less patient! I am so done with all your bullshit, you’re such a liar!” You were just emotional now, knowing no boundaries as you yelled at her, "and you're mean." tears filled your eyes now.

As you saw your teacher approaching you from the corner of your eye, they spilled. You’d been beyond embarrassed, the entire class having just heard your meltdown. Ellie had an unreadable expression on her face. Her mouth hung open, her eyes wide but her brows furrowed.

She panicked when your teacher came over. You buried your head in your arms on the table.

“Uh.. Ms. Y/L/n, you’re going to have to go to the office..” She whispers to you.

You didn’t care at this point, why should you? Your mother already berated you so much earlier this morning that you might not even shed a tear at how disappointed she would tell you she was. As you walked to the office, your cheeks ran red with embarrassment from how badly you just freaked out.

Now, you sat in the waiting area of the office. Your leg bounced up and down so fast and aggressively you thought the floor might break. And then you thought you might actually die when Ellie walked in and sat beside you. Your heart nearly stopped when she leaned over and whispered in your ear.

“Said I was going to the bathroom, wanted to come and clear things up. I’m gonna make sure you don’t get in any kind of trouble..” She tries to reassure you.

And, even if you kind of hated her. Even if she made you cry before you went to bed sometimes. It worked. You let out a small sigh of relief, turning to face her. Due to how close she’d already been to whisper to you, your faces were just inches away. Your noses nearly touched. You pulled back, and looked down.

“I’m.. sorry.” You spoke quietly, trying your best not to cry again.

“I know.” She says back.

Before anything else could be said by either of you, the principal came and called your name. You stood and walked into her office, and Ellie followed not far behind. Once you were in there, the principal proceeded to play the school's camera footage of what went down in class.

Your face was red hot, and you looked away as much as you could. Your principal tsked and sighed, eyeing you and Ellie.

“I don’t even know why Ellie is here, but Y/n, you have to know this kind of behavior is unacceptable.” You were so ready to defend yourself, but Ellie beat you to it.

“Miss, with all due respect, this wasn’t her fault. I have not been the kindest to her, in fact I’ve been terrible to her. I’ve insulted and tormented her, I’ve been unfair. She didn’t deserve any of that.” Ellie's eyes were on you as she said that last sentence.

You were too busy panicking that you might get suspended to notice her gaze. But, after some hard convincing and agreeing to a good amount of after-school detention, the principal let you stay. However, she did ask you take the rest of today off, and told you it’d be a good idea to stay home Monday as well. You had no idea how you’d explain your mandatory absences to your parents, but you were just beyond thankful the principal didn’t call them. After thanking your principal, you left her office as fast as you could.

Ellie followed and she started to walk with you, even though the class was in the other direction. You didn’t say a word at first, but as you reached the exit doors you turned to face her.

“Thank you, you didn’t have to do that.” You had mixed feelings about Ellie right now.

“I did. You’re welcome, and I really am sorry for how I’ve treated you.” She apologized, and she actually sounded genuine.

“Yeah.” You sighed, you weren’t going to tell her it was ok because it wasn’t, “can I just ask, why were you so mean to me anyway?” you noticed the way Ellie starts to fidget with her hands nervously, and how she looks away from you.

“It’s a defense mechanism I guess,” she says, still not making eye contact with you, “I didn’t know how to deal with the fact that I actually like you so, I acted like I hated you.” She sighs, feeling embarrassed of the way she acted.

“You like me? Like as a friend, or..?” you ask, your cheeks reddening with blush again, there was no way she meant what you hoped she did.

“Um, more than that. I know I give pretty shitty signals but yeah, surprise, I like like you..” she sighs again.

“I like like you too.” You whispered.

<3 ------ <3

It was safe to say everyone in school was shocked when you returned Tuesday. Not only because you didn’t get suspended, but also because of how well you and Ellie were getting along. You felt insecure because there was lots of talk about your freak-out. But Ellie, who was trying to prove herself to you, did her best to quickly and quietly shut all of that down. She was pretty successful too.

And now, every time you say good morning, she says it back.

[shaunashipman]

https://www.tumblr.com/maygrcnt/751843746099904512/exactly-right-about-the-jealous-and-bothered

saw this floating around twitter and then found it on here. this makes absolutely no sense when you consider that buck literally met ALL of them because he’s a firefighter lmao. he literally wouldn’t have met any of them and therefore never started a relationship with any of them, if he wasn’t a firefighter. he didn’t actively seek Taylor out simply because she was a reporter- they met through his line of work, while he was rescuing her. sure her work becomes part of how she’s further integrated into the story but if we’re being technical, they met because he’s a firefighter and this is a firefighter show. same with ali -> rescued her (with Eddie mostly being the one to rescue her actually) and same with natalia (less rescue more aided her but all the same). he didn’t actively seek out a death doula, he happened to meet one because of his work. He didn’t seek out Ali because she was a fan of his firefighting - he met her because of work. Also even more technically, they ALL met because of work. Buck met Taylor while he was rescuing her (aka doing his job) and while she needed to be rescued at/from her work situation. Buck met Ali while rescuing her while she was doing her job/at work before the earthquake. Buck met Natalia while she was doing her job. They all met because they were doing their jobs.

And same with tommy. They met while they were both doing their jobs (well, more like a rogue mission lol), but essentially buck also meets him through firefighting aka his job because it’s a firefighter show!

the actual difference if we’re counting narrative differences or similarities here is that tommy is the only one who he didn’t rescue and they weren’t on an “official” job. Tommy was part of the rescuing team alongside hen, chim, eddie, and buck.

also before anyone claims misogyny because I know peopel will, I’m not saying the way he met his ex girlfriends was invalid because it’s all valid. All I’m saying is he met every single LI including tommy because he’s a firefighter/through his line of work and it’s that simple.

the reason he started a relationship with each one of them? Also the same -> because he was/is attracted to each of them (although possibly in the case of Natalia it was more so searching answers for about death mixed with attraction). BT didn’t start their relationship bc Taylor was a reporter and Buck and Ali didn’t start their relationship bc ali thought firefighters do dangerous work!

And Tommy and Buck DID NOT get together because of Eddie and because of jealousy whatever the fuck that means. They got together because buck and tommy were attracted to each other and developed crushes that have increased as time has went on.

nonny you are exactly right that this makes no sense. you can't say he met ali because he was firefighter, and then ignore that that's literally how he met all the others. hell, it's also how he met eddie like. i also notice that there's no mention of abby here, one of the most significant of his relationships. is that cause they couldn't force it into their little theory?

and for the last fucking time, buck and tommy did not get together because of eddie. buck called tommy up, asked for the tour, was flirting and asking him out for a drink before eddie was even a factor. if eddie hadn't shown up, they would have gone for that beer, talked more, and tommy would have either made his move that night, or on another night, because they definitely would have gotten together again.

buck is interested in tommy. he thinks tommy is cool, and hot, and interesting. and he thinks all of that with absolutely zero relation to eddie

[menlove]

My personal theory about what happened in India is that john was struggling w grief because of the 10th anniversary of Julia's death and that paul leaving early with jane made him kind of spiral thinking that paul didn't care about him and that it felt like a betrayal because of the way they'd bonded over the loss of their mothers in the past

hmm that's fair! I know it was also the sixth month anniversary of brian's death during that time as well.

I think In General john was just going through a bad time in india. like he was one of the heavier drug users of the 3 of them and they all stopped in india. he had to be having A Bad Time in general. and then lots of self-reflection on his life and relationships and everything else, given how much he was meditating.

to Me I don't even know if it really had to do with paul as an individual at all. paul was always supposed to go back early, they'd been reporting on that since before they left. although in the insomnia filled Mental State john was in, I wouldn't be too surprised if he forgot that and got bitchy about it lmao. given how many times he would freak out over shit that was just Not what he thought it was bc he forgot something (see: the northern songs shares), although that was typically After his heroin use started.

but! that definitely could be part of it, like one of the things that annoyed/hurt him when he thought about it while staying up for days and writing and meditating. I think he was probably ruminating a Lot on everything fucked up in his life and his and paul's relationship would be one, both from an internalized homophobia pov but also from just the pov that their relationship was starting to show cracks.

I really do think what happened in india was just a bunch of people getting sober for the first time in years- and one of those people had an untreated personality disorder he'd been self-medicating who now had to face That wall.

interesting to say the least that india was when he started obsessively writing telegrams back & forth with yoko & no longer viewed her as something to be laughed at. I think it was him falling into fp territory w her as paul had fallen off that golden pedestal in his mind for Whatever reason (my personal theory is the engagement to jane & general Cunty Controllingness after brian died as well as a lack of acknowledgement about how john was feeling in the wake of brian's death). he wasn't self-medicating with drugs or paul for those few months & I think he very quickly replaced them with yoko & then heroin later.

[walnutofthedead]

Can u do Yandere! Mikoto reacting to Gn! Reader leaving/escaping him and he find them later.

The Seven Stages of Grief - Yandere!Kayano Mikoto / GN! Reader

// Of course! I’m about a year late, but i hope you still can enjoy, anon! and hopefully ive also gotten a bit better at writing lmao

Content warnings: Reference to suicide, breaking and entering.

Kayano Mikoto is a normal guy. There’s nothing special about him whatsoever. He’s got a regular job, a regular home, a regular life, and a regular, loving partner.

Well… that last one may not be entirely true. However, ignorance is bliss for Mikoto. It’s the giddy excitement he feels every time he returns home to you. It’s the way he feels as if he’s on cloud nine at the mere thought of you. He’s a simple man, really. Easy to earn the trust of, so long as he cares for you. He allowed you all the freedom you could ever want, granted that you stayed with him.

So, why was it that you left him? He provided you with everything he could. He gave you the world, and yet you still managed to slip out from between his tired fingers. Had it been the lack of quality time..? He tried to spend time with you, he really did. Every waking moment that he wasn’t working himself to the brittle bone at the design firm he spent with you. *Fawning* over you.

So, imagine his surprise when he returns home from work one day, expecting to see his lovely partner there waiting for him, only to find you gone. Gone, gone, gone.

Shock.

Why? He couldn’t comprehend it. Days went by where he was too shell-shocked to do anything. Life seemed unreal. Like everything he did wasn’t truly him. Like he was simply a spectator, watching himself try to act as if nothing had happened. His stomach perpetually twisted into knots, heart hardly able to maintain its steady beat that had gone on for you alone. He’d find himself constantly forgetting what he was doing, his mind having wandered to you. Trying to process it. You couldn’t have left him. You wouldn’t. You had no reason to.

Denial.

You must just be hiding from him, waiting for him to find you, he reasons through the thick fog of twisted, loving delusion muddling his mind. Everyday, he calls out your name as he arrives home. He scours his apartment, practically turning the place inside out in hopes of just a sign of you. Maybe someone took you. Someone took you or you got lost. Because surely, you wouldn’t ever leave the one who loves you so just as he does. He’s convinced himself of this fact.

He’s put posters up of you, offering any amount of money to anyone who brings you back to him. After all, he’s gone through so much to ensure that everyone knows you two are happily together. Mikoto even ends up filing a missing persons report. And of course, people try and help him. Who wouldn’t help poor, sweet, kind, Mikoto whose lover has gone missing? He’ll do anything. Give any sum of money, material, whatever. He wouldn’t be above killing if it meant he could have you back.

Bargaining.

He’s lost it. He’s desperate. He *needs* you back. He’s gone to anyone who he knows has any connection to you at all, offered them everything he can give if they can even provide so much as a hint as to your whereabouts. And, no matter who he asks, he always ends up the with the same tight feeling in his chest. A seething rage. At them for not knowing, or at you for leaving..? He can’t tell.

Anger.

An uncontrollable urge to hurt someone. Hit something. To reach a hand to his chest and tear the skin apart, caving in on himself as he screams at the top of his anguished lungs. He’s gotten.. noticeably more aggressive, according to his coworkers. His boss as well has even shown a rare sense of concern for him and his wellbeing. Or maybe he was just being a hindrance. A hindrance that was still too valuable to permanently let go of. Regardless, he was put on paid leave for emotional health. Not that he got any say in the matter. Upon arriving home that day, time seemed to flash by. One moment he was opening the door, tired stare blankly caressing the air of the apartment in which you once resided. The next, he was standing at the opposite wall, panting as wet tears burned his eyes and a hot sense of pain scraped his hand that was now in the wall. What was the wall. He’d need to get that hole fixed. So if you returned, you wouldn’t have to deal with it.

…

Who was he kidding? You weren’t coming back. If you did, you’d certainly turn your nose up at the pathetic excuse for a man he had become.

Depression.

Life has become a repetitive nightmare of mundanity. It was dull. Fruitless, gray. Simply getting out of bed and doing basic things such as eating and drinking had become such a chore. He’d simply stare at the ceiling, lying in bed and wasting away as his thoughts did nothing but yearn for your presence.

Was there even a point to continuing to live his life if you weren’t in it?

He’s cut all contact either anyone at this point. Several had noticed his absence and grown concerned. The once friendly, kind-hearted man had become an unreachable, miserable lump of flesh. They’d knock on his door, try to check up on him, even leave him care packages at times. He’d like to say he appreciated it, but they did nothing to fill the world-breaking void your absence has left within.

He desperately needed something. Anything. Whatever it would take to stop this horrible empty feeling.

Testing.

He actually did try to find someone to replace you. Deep down, he knew nobody would ever have him as enraptured as you, as absolutely enamored and giddy with love. He went online. He went out. He sat through countless dates, yet his mind only ever wandered back to you.

He couldn’t take it. Really. He’d had enough. Nothing could soothe the horrible, perpetual aching.

He was done. Done with everyone, done with you, done with life itself. As he moped at home, he saw something. It was a piece of clothing that he had hung up. One he had designed specially for you and had made in hopes of someday seeing you in it. Of seeing you appreciate him and his work.

He couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t live without you. Mikoto found himself shakily walking to the kitchen, staring longingly at the sharpened blade of one of his knives. It wouldn’t be so bad if he were to give up, would it?

Ding!

His phone loudly blared in his ear, drawing his attention momentarily to the blinding light of the screen. It was a text. He sighed and turned back to the blade. Wait, did he see a mention of your name? He hurriedly grabbed his phone, his full attention now on the device.

A friend had messaged him. They saw you out in public.

He just about threw his phone. This was the first time in months he had responded to a message so quickly.

Where? He needed to know.

Upon attaining that information, he threw on a sweater and rushed over, nearly crashing his bike on the way with how the rush of giddy excitement he felt clouded his mind.

Finally, he got there.

A gasp escaped his lips. From a distance, he got a glimpse of the face of his beloved. Was it truly real? He dismounted his bike, stealthily making his way to you. It might just be the hardest thing he’s ever done in his life, not running at you and wrapping his arms around you right then and there. He stared at you in awe, as if you were some sort of angel sent from the heavens. A blessing. His blessing. He stayed there until you left. Followed you when you made your way home.

…

How long had it been, a week? Probably around that long. He did nothing but follow and watch you. He relearned your daily routines. When you were alone. When you weren’t.

On the seventh day, he made his decision.

It was a dark, moonless night. You had just happened to leave your window open. He’d waited too long. He couldn’t handle it anymore.

Before Mikoto knew it, he was in your room. His arms were around you, jolting you awake from your slumber. Finally, he had you back. And he wasn’t ever going to let you go again.

Acceptance.

[sanctus-ingenium]

answering asks vol 2.

'Smiths' can encompass enginesmiths (mercury), armoursmiths (mars), alchemists (saturn) and some others - generally a smith is someone who works with engines or metal in any capacity, whether by constructing them, managing their fuel, making armour, etc. all of them have a completely degendered role in the church. They are supposed to be wholly devoted to their craft & church, to the point of becoming almost unpeople, sexless.

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I like pantera :) he's the main character beast sure (alongside leun) but he's got a lot of interesting history and has been through a lot.

To start out I do some basic sketches while looking at bestiary diagrams of the animal type. Then I draw the base proportions over a photo of the animal's skeleton. Once the joints are all in place and I could imagine it moving relatively freely, I pick a motif and design the armour shapes with that in mind (i.e leun's trefoils, taurus's waves). The motifs come from a bunch of sources - if I see them in medieval art around that animal, the beast's use purpose, the culture that built them and how it might differ in art styles to the 'basic' designs from the heart of the Mezian theocracy. Fun stuff like that.

As an exercise I have taken (human) characters from other settings and made holy beast versions of them, trying to imagine what animal it would be, what weapons, what armour designs, etc. Behold, Bowman:

It's a fun exercise! I recommend :>

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Hi! Thank you for the suggestion! I actually did try to use OneNote for my thesis but I found that it ended up an extra step that got in the way. Instead I organised my reference papers manually (and wrote up all my bibliography by hand as well). I haven't heard of Notion so I might look into it :> as someone with adhd I find that the best way for me is to make it stupid easy, which is why discord works because I already use it for talking with friends and I like the mobile app.

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SO true!! You can make whatever the hell you want forever and that sounds really cool, I'm glad I was able to help in some little way >:) (although, holy beasts are not robots.. i think the best description for them is just. exotic vehicles.)

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lmao it's totally fine!! I love to talk

Sir Heaven had such a profoundly negative experience with Leun that he struggles with the concept of making anybody else do what he now considers to be his burden. He also feels that taking any new people inside Leun would endanger them.

The bishop of Salvius cathedral is the guy Heaven answers to, and his superior officer. The bishop has reported the matter to the pope and they're still working hard presenting new potential novices to Sir Heaven, but the thing is that Sir Heaven rejects them for seemingly valid reasons. He doesn't just say 'no I'm not taking apprentices', he says 'this one's reaction speed isn't good enough' or 'this one is too prideful'. But the longer he tries to keep this up, the more suspicion he heaps on his shoulders. If the time came, no, he would not be able to deny a direct order from the pope.

Ketjan was selected at random, one of a large group of other children who were not raised in the church. This is to ensure that there is no per-existing bias or knowledge of how holy beasts work. And he just happened to be the only one of the group who could master Leun's very demanding dialogue tattoo. The recruiting enginesmiths, who designed Leun's systems, were the ones to train him, but Ketjan was the one to write most of the procedures for operating Leun based on feedback from the dialogue.

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Krokodilos had an amazing high-tech ventilation system that used active air pumps to keep it circulating. But exactly like the second reply says, it broke down frequently. And because of how it worked, the interior of croc had to be air-tight so that the pumps could work efficiently. And, of course, if it broke down, and it was air tight on the inside, it instantly became a more dangerous deathtrap than your average passively ventilated beast.

There were valves that could be opened in an emergency but these were only added after the first Incident. The pumps would break down from the fabric seals degrading, lose efficacy, and then the parts furthest from the pumps would suddenly not get enough air anymore because air couldn't be moved such a distance with faulty pumps. The reason his enginesmiths want him to be re-commissioned is because the only barrier was the material used for the seals, and they believe they can innovate some new materials or try something different and have it work. They were even thinking of trying natural rubber, which would have worked perfectly, but they never got approval for it.

[eluxcastar]

Can we please have more Papa Pierro doing Papa Pierro things?

Papa Pierro doing more Papa Pierro things

── ୨୧：pierro & reader

୨୧﹑synopsis :: just some more brainless fluff

୨୧﹑genre :: fluff

୨୧﹑content :: gn reader, child reader, pierro is your dad when you’re holding the torch correctly, not proofread

୨୧﹑words :: 1230

I loved the first Papa Pierro post so thank you for giving me the excuse (my friend would call this phenomenon what no Father does to a mf). this is once again late because I got busy ngl I'll try to be more on top of posting I'm just trying to sort out my registrations stuff with the club I'm playing for and stuff 💀 Idk why I feel I need to justify it LMAO anyway my cat is sitting on my lap rn sleeping so I legally can't get up send help

I swear I am getting to my requests in no particular order I just also have spontaneous ideas in between requests which I still wanna do (ﾟ▽ﾟ*)

all papa pierro posts

you like to play on the couch he at some point put in his office solely to go to sleep on when he becomes too tired to work, and since he's obviously not using it during this time he doesn't mind someone getting some use out of it. coincidentally you also like to sleep there, for whatever reason he's not sure, but you sure seem to be having fun with it and he's not eager to stop you entertaining yourself. you wait for him on the nights he's away on expeditions in there.

when he is there however you always seem to slink off there and he suddenly looks up to find you staring over the edge of his desk, little hands gripping the edge to hold you up on your toes. conveniently you pick the times he's trying to fill out battle report's and he's never particularly keen on you seen that or the letters he writes to some of the families of the deceased, quietly changing the paper he writes on as inconspicuously as possible to be something boring like finances or maybe even a letter about the prying little eyes of visual eavesdroppers hovering over his shoulder to the Doctor.

he knows you've seen it when you squeak and go running off back to your seat on the desk, and he chuckles a little knowing he wouldn't let Dottore in the same building as you if he could have it his way, let alone pass you off to have him steal your fingers and toes.

you've always liked his Harbinger coat, whether to hide in or sleep with when you get drowsy waiting up for him. he always takes the time to come tuck you in, bundle you up in the coat he removes for you and kisses your forehead goodnight. he doesn't particularly like to let you sleep in places you might be uncomfortable, but the thought of watching over you and the far off hope he might eventually get tired enough to come join you in sleeping under that coat is enough to convince him to let you stay.

on the very rare occasions he does get to go to sleep with you, it's usually because he doesn't want to wake you to take you home or just because he so tired the thought of walking that far with a child in his arms makes him want to drop dead. he tries not to stir you as he lifts you from your resting place, laying you back down sandwiched between him and the back of the couch to keep you from falling off. you shift and squirm to get comfortable, rubbing your eyes for barely a second before falling back to sleep the moment your makeshift blanket lands back over you and you're comfortable again.

without fail Pierro wakes up to you firstly, missing and secondly, bouncing off the walls again. there's always someone you've found who may or may not have fed you and helped you put your coat on so that you don't get cold. there's been several times a snowball has hit him square in the face and you giggle from Tartaglia's side as he goes beet red from being caught acting like a child, though you think it's the funniest thing ever.

this ties into your other habit of building snow forts when the snow is thick enough, often substituted with blanket forts which you try to convince him to come read with you in, though it's very dependent on whether he has time and how late it is. on the days he has time he's happy to awkwardly try to fit in your blanket fort where the book you want him to read awaits him. Pierro always makes sure you have your pillow and blankets all in place, cuddled up to your favourite plush so that you're all set up and ready by the time you inevitably fall asleep and he has to carry you to bed. pyjamas on, teeth brushed, hair all taken care of. you've usually picked your book out and sometimes you don't even bring a book and ask him to tell you stories.

he just can never quite bring himself to take down your little blanket forts, and he feels bad if he has to do so when you fall asleep in them in order to get you out. the floor is just no place to sleep and you'll wake up grumpy without a good night's sleep. sometimes it falls down accidentally, whether by some outside force of bad foundation he can't tell--he's not exactly raising an architect. on those days Pierro will rather begrudgingly put away your fort folding the blankets and fixing the pillows, picking up the toys you take in there to play with. he dares not send you to bed without your favourite one since you learned how to hold and point--a little plushie Sandrone made for you in the image of a hydro Abyss Mage.

you like those for some reason, you always want to go touch them and always have to be told no. he's too protective to let you take the risk it'll by some miracle like you.

short legs don't carry you fast enough, though you seem to have no problem with running about like you're competing in a race every other time of the day, only when he tries to take you out somewhere do you want to be picked up, and you're getting heavier but is that going to stop him from carrying you around on his shoulders so you can see everything and pretend you're on top of the world? absolutely not. anyone who thinks that needs to get their head out of the clouds.

he's not ashamed to let you run a bit of a racket around headquarters especially if you're waiting for him for some reason or are so full of energy you get too much for him to handle, promptly getting told to run around the hallway a couple of times and find your way back when you've calmed down and can go back to playing quietly. it's the closest he comes to losing his temper when you're being distracting, but he knows why and that realistically speaking you're probably bored and just want to go play.

you have friends or a least he certainly hopes you do, though perhaps your Father being Director of the Fatui Harbingers is not helping that endeavour…but since you never mind wandering around on your own, he leaves it be and doesn't interfere, though he knows he may jeopardise your chances as people don't really like the idea of incurring the Fatui's wrath, though he discovers that Tartaglia's little siblings took a liking to you, perhaps the consequence of both being watched over by Pulcinella. though he oftentimes cannot see eye to eye with Tartaglia, he can get along with him to let you play with his siblings, play with him on rare occasions.

to be honest it would be nice if he could just spend all day playing with you instead, watching you drawing your little pictures and able to read you every book you want, walk you to school every day. even if you say you don't mind and he knows you're starved for attention sometimes, and soon he'll make it up to you.

[bronx-bomber87]

Happy Saturday :) S2 like I said before chock full of goodies. The hits keep coming with this one. This one has ton of amazing gifs sadly Tumblr keeps me to 30. Had to pick the most essential ones. They gotta raise that limit haha I need least 50 with good eps like this haha

2x06 Fallout

We start the ep off with Rachel telling Tim about the wedding she has an invitation to. Tim immediately says he doesn’t do weddings. (For you he doesn’t….) Rachel ignores this and tells Tim, Lucy got one too. That Lucy used to date him and it’s going to devastate her. Tim asks if this guy slept with this girl while they were dating? She says living together…ugh poor Lucy. Rachel asks him to take it easy on her today. He fights her a bit and becomes a lying liar who lies. Tells her how Lucy isn’t his friend but his rookie. Ok honey…sure…Whatever you say. That it’s not his job to help her through her messy social life. Rachel pouts a little and he cracks. Says he can take it down 2 percent ha

Cracks me up how very confused Lucy is by this announcement. Look at her face. She is put very off guard by this offer. She instantly questions why he’s letting her drive. Probably thinks this is a Tim test she doesn't understand just yet. Too funny she doesn’t trust it for one second why he’s allowing this. It’s not like him at all. She knows him too damn well to just accept it. The distrust is immediate and doesn't go away. I mean look at him rolling his eyes below it's almost painful for him to allow this haha Why wouldn't she question it?

I do love that this is his way of cheering her up without her knowing it. Not a bad first swing at 'taking it easy on her.' Tim knows how much she wants to drive the shop. He’s trying to be indirect about it. Even though he knows he can’t get anything past her. Her smile walking to the shop is too cute. Lucy couldn’t be more excited to drive today. She is not sure what brought this on but she's going to roll with it. Well for a minute.....

Lucy can’t be in the shop more than two seconds before she’s questioning this kindness again. Lucy being Lucy just can't let this random surprise go. Tim is just letting her drive without a catch. No rhyme or reason. Very unlike the Tim she’s come to know. Always so methodical in everything he does with her. This seems unfounded to her. Out of left field and they both know it. It's cute he thinks he can ever run something like this past her without suspicion.

Lucy’s facial expressions during this scene made me laugh so much. She’s on edge waiting for the other shoe to drop. Her face saying Who are you? The funniest part of this scene is Tim not looking at her. He knows if he looks he’s gonna fold quickly. Eyes are the window to the soul, and Lucy has a free pass and can let herself in whenever she wants to read him. Tim knows this. Why it's hilarious he refuses to let Lucy really look at him.

No one has ever been able to read him like she does. Tim is painfully away of this fact. The minute Tim gives her eye contact this ruse is over. He won't have even made it out of the station before this crumbles. Cracks me up he refuses to look her in the eye the entire time. The more she looks at him more he looks away. Like Lucy is willing him to look at her and he just won't do it. I’m dying lmao Also my god look at his jaw line sweet lord. * fans self*

They report to a Liquor store where there was a counterfeit bill used. It's obvious Tim knows the owner since they're on a first name basis. Their reactions to how badly it was counterfeited is too cute. Says ‘Hunderd’ LOL Tim asks how Amari how he and his wife are? He says they’re in couples counseling. Tim empathizes tells him to hang in there.

Lucy looks shocked he’s being so personal. I love that Tim has scattered ‘puppies’ all over. There is a history there we don't know about with Amari. I adore getting to see this side of him. He’s so much softer than he lets on to be as we all know. Lucy can see that chewy center hehe. Amari hands them a pic off his security camera. They tell him they'll start to look for this guy right away.

Tim tells her after they leave that she should’ve gloved up before touching the bill. Lucy says he’s right and she’s sorry. Lucy questions why he didn’t say anything to her while they were inside? Tim tries to shrug it off says no reason…You can't BS the person who reads you best Timothy. They barely make it past their first call before she is calling BS on this niceness. He's such a bad liar.

Lucy tells him he always calls her out in front of people when she messes up. Asks him why he’s being so nice to her today? Tim fails once again in his reply. Says he’s not.... Weak defense Tim very weak. Look at his face. Couldn't lie to her if his life depended on it. Lucy puts two and two together and gets very angry. She know Rachel said something to him.

Tim admits to it and says he didn’t want to do it either if it made her feel better. Breaking news It doesn’t lol First time we really see Lucy get defensive with him about her personal life. I think she knows this whole nice thing wasn’t genuine at all. Lucy figured that much out from the jump. She just didn’t know why till now. Lucy gets more defensive and goes on a mini rant about how it’s not a big deal, she’s over him, and is ‘happy’ for him. This doesn't bother her at all.

Eric is at it again with the perfect facial expressions. Tim’s face says it all in response to her rant. He too is calling BS. He knows she’s not being truthful about how she feels about this whole thing. It was noted in the finale by Tim how 'She is good at a lot of things lying isn't one of them.' Lucy may know him very well but it’s a two way street. Tim is well versed in all things Lucy Chen. He know's she isn't being her usual honest self about this wedding.

Lucy tells Tim she doesn’t need special treatment from him. Trying to put on a brave act for him. After this confession Tim doesn’t hesitate to reverse his driving decision from earlier. Tells her he’s going to drive then. Lucy is bummed but doesn't fight it much. Honestly it’s what she needed. She was off balance with him doing it anyways. So he’s righting the ship by driving the shop (and the situation as we will see later on.) He stopped the being nice routine minute she called him on it. From here on out he handles it really well. It’s far more genuine and from a place of actual caring.

Since she's back in passenger seat Lucy starts to verbalize her feelings and anxiety. Like one does. Saying she's sure Tim thinks she’s being stupid about the invitation. He shoots back saying he thought this didn’t bother her? Lucy ignores his jab. Tim tells her he was just grateful to not talk about it. Haha Lucy continues on despite him. Can’t understand why they would invite her? To humiliate her?

Her spiral just beginning. Tim is trying to head it off with his patented logic. Says maybe they’re trying to make amends? Lucy doesn’t buy that for a second. Before she can rant more they find the counterfeit guy. During their arrest their phones goes off. Lucy looks panicked when she reads it. Instantly looking at Tim for an answer. Says a missile is inbound for LA. To find shelter. So they cut their guy loose and head back to the station.

Lucy is panicking checking the time every 5 seconds. Says they only have 13 min. Tim tells her to stop checking the time. Lucy asks him if he’s serious? They’re about to be burned up by a giant fireball. Tim goes into protect Lucy’s mental state mode. I always love how he puts her first in these kind of scenarios. He knows she's panicking so he does everything in his power to keep her calm. Redirect her thoughts.

Tim tells her they’re not it’s a false alarm. That counting down the minutes wouldn’t accomplish anything, even if this was real. Lucy asks him you want me to think about something else? He says pretty much haha Lucy replies it can’t be done. Tim takes this challenge and runs with it. He starts with the distraction of talking about the wedding she refuses to truly talk about.

God I love them. Both calling each out even when the world is possibly ending. Can't help themselves. Tim pegging her lie about the wedding and her about his false alarm comment. Their banter is the absolute best. The chemistry just from their 'fighting' gets me every time. After their sassy shots at each other Tim does what he does best. Distracts her. Pushes Lucy to really talk about how she is feeling about this wedding. What she would do if she could?

Lucy ends up breaking the emotional dam she had been holding in all day. His face as she gives in and starts explaining what she would do is fantastic. First off her plan is amazing. I adore it. I'm all for vindictive justice for those who have wronged me haha I'm with Lucy on this plan 100 % (My Slytherin side is showing and I do not care haha) Second the look on his face. He could not look more impressed with this plan. He is so proud of her. He’s proud of himself too. Tim finally got her to share her true feelings about this.

Look at his face. He is so happy he got her to share. (but he didn't want to talk about it right?) He knows how cathartic this was for her. That she needed this release all damn day. Not his perceived 'being nice to her.' Tim successfully distracted her even when she said it wasn’t possible to. These two. Gah s2 is so damn good for them it’s insane. Taking care of her in a way that is true to them and to him. Rachel had the best of intentions when she asked Tim that. Truly she did. But it just isn’t them to have Tim fake kindness. Also proof how much it didn't help or work.

This is one of the best scenes of the episode. It's so true to who they are more than anything else. Them discussing revenge and him having a bug guy she can use. This scene helped her much more than the ‘niceness’ of earlier. Tim telling her he has a friend at USC that could loan her cockroaches. Love it. So much for ‘Chen isn’t my friend she’s my rookie’ crap from earlier Timothy. She is your friend sir there is no denying. The more you fight it the more that wall starts to crumble. Hehe You don't do what he just did for 'just his rookie' The denial on his end is unreal.

They respond to Amari’s liquor store being looted. His employee took a bottle to the head. Tim tells them to head to his house check on his wife. Amari says no if its not real he’ll lose everything. Lucy makes a ballsy remark. Says no wonder they’re in therapy.... Damn girl LOL Tim doesn't even stop her. Just watches her put him in his place. Tells him the people you love need him more right now. That in moments like this that's where someone should be. Lucy is wonderful afterwards says they’ll hang back protect his store.

Tim checks his watch and Lucy catches him and says busted ha She asks how much time they have left. Tim says enough…Grabs bottle of whiskey takes a swig and offers her some. I love that he was ok sharing a bottle with her. End of the world. Might as well get a good drink out of it. She tells him she’s not a whiskey kind of girl. Grabs her own bottle. Amazing. I love their little smiles in this scene too.

There is Something really beautiful about this scene. Underrated moment for them I think. What I love is how they’ve decided if they’re going to die least they’ll die together. They legit were ok with this being their last moment together on earth. Lucy is going on about being with those you love during this. Who is she spending possibly her last moment with? Tim and vice versa. They clink their bottles together and chug away. God damn they’re cute I can not. Nice little scene of levity in a rather intense episode all around.

The alert ends up being a false alarm. They head to the hospital to check on Wesley afterwards. Rachel is with them I assume she drove them since they chugged hard alcohol earlier haha. Tim asks her again if she wants the cockroaches. Adorable. Lucy tells him no thanks. That today showed her she’s ok with the wedding.

That she only stayed with him cause she couldn’t afford to move out. Poor thing. Rachel asks if they’re going to the wedding? Lucy says no but she’ll get them a present. Tim being all cute asking if they’ll be a roach in it? LOL The beginning of their inside jokes I love it so.

Thus ends the ep for their scenes at least. Damn good episode for them my goodness.

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Side notes non chenford

This is such a good episode all around. it’s eps like this why I adore this show as a whole. It was super intense but in a good way. The whole bomb shelter with Wesley and Nolan doesn’t get more tense than that. Wes being stabbed and Angela finding my heart. The hospital scene also gets me in the feels. Harper showing up is huge. Tim sees it and gives her a nod. Step in right direction for her.

Harper had a great episode. That maternal instinct to protect her daughter. Even though she knew it would set Donovan off. I did love Nolan coming to her defense. Such a good ep for her. Mekia is amazing. That single tear when she’s explaining to Donovan that’s she trying so hard to change. I love her SL so much. Her growth is unreal. This is just the start.

[eyewol]

I don't think I have ever shared my ranfren oc's backstory or any major information. For a reminder, her full name is Mari van der Spaghetti Twirly Hair (you can see her information on the pinned post). To be honest, it slipped my mind too many times but I can give the summary (probably would be lengthy. I'm sorry) and it's a bit dark.

So, here it is!

She was in that forest for maybe a couple of days—or maybe more! Who knows, the sun never really rises in that area, so her concept of time is kinda messed up. When she finally got out of the woods, Mari had the misfortune of encountering Randal, who kidnapped her but called it adopting a stray from the wild. Hence, the mention of her being a "stray".

Basically, she came from a slaughterhouse somewhere in the Great Canadian Suburban Neighborhood, meant to be food for the cannibals or flesh eaters out there; she was livestock, for the lack of better words. That was until she was able to escape and ran out into the woods and met a lot of predators that tried to kill and eat her; yknow, "animals", some humanoids, and whatever creature lurks there. Mari fought tooth and nail for her life in that second hell.

Upon her arrival at the Ivory household, her initial thought was that she was gonna die (and honestly, who wouldn't). From the start, she knew that they weren't normal, though, maybe except for Sebastian—but she was wary of him despite it being obvious that he is human (eventually warming up but kept him at arm's length. She tries her best not to be attached as attachements can only lead to more pain. She learned that during the time she spent in the slaughterhouse).

Mari finds most of the members of the Ivory main house (which excludes Kitty Carpet, maybe Sebastian, and maybe Nyon) as a threat to her well-being, she hates it; especially hating more on both Randal and Nyen for obvious reasons. Same goes for Nana (she may or may not have developed a slight irrational fear of images of snakes—hell, even if it's a toy snake. A live snake or not—since she thinks that they might report her to their "leader", who is Nana).

For Luther, however, she hates him for his unpredictability and maybe something else that she couldn't put her finger on.

Mari is the Ivory family's biggest hater. If no haters, she's dead. (/j)

Does she try to escape? Oh definitely, but not as obvious as Sebastian does it. How she escaped the place she came from was by being familiar of the interior, to which she'll do the same by wandering around the house that she's allowed to, and when she does, she'll begin planning an escape. (Maybe will bring Sebastian along with her but is still considering it because he might slow her down).

To this day, she's still trying, playing along with her "owner", Randal (which would only lead her to her downfall, a reference to this post | Mari's passage of time in the Ivory main house. She's slowly losing her mind and forgetting who she is, not liking how she's getting comfortable with her new life the longer she's trapped in that house).

(Compared to whatever shenanigans she had to deal with that happens there, if you were to ask her to choose, she'd pick the Ivory house without a doubt.)

Anyways, sorry for such a long post. Yapping session over lmao. That's all I have to share about Mari, hope you all find it well.

[sbk-zgvlt]

In lights of the the Phantom Bride rerun on Twisted Wonderland, I want you to think about the absolute shitshow that would happen if Eliza had picked Sebek as her groom, I mean just imagine the breakdown it would send Diasomnia into lmao

Also it is plausible, I mean if Eliza could delude herself into thinking Idia (of all people) was her Prince charming, why not Sebek?

THIS IS SO FUCKING FUNNY

I need to turn this into an actual event. Like, actually. Starts off as usual, you know, but instead of Ortho coming in to report that Idia's been kidnapped, it's SILVER. Sebek told him that he was going to go to the library to continue studying or whatever, but it's late at night and he still hasn't gone back to the dorms! Silver thinks he's only missing, not kidnapped though.

Yuu points out that for some reason, when they were shoved out of Ramshackle, the ghosts mention of the princess' long-awaited dream finally coming true. Silver puts two and two together and shouts at Yuu that "Are you implying that SEBEK GOT KIDNAPPED BY THE GHOSTS????" To find out if he actually was, Silver tries to recall anything from the time Sebek went to the library. The information he has unfortunately doesn't help at all, so they have to figure out if Sebek actually was kidnapped in the first place.

Ortho still contributes greatly to this! A few minutes after Silver bursts in, he also arrives! He relays some footage, where Sebek is coming back from the school store complaining that he couldn't find a book. Eliza appears out of nowhere, saying that "I've finally found you, my prince!" and Sebek SCREAMS.

By the end of it Silver is a bundle of NERVES. He is ITCHING to just storm in and take Sebek away. Unfortunately, he can't because. Ghosts. But Yuu points out that Sebek told Silver he went to the library. Why did he come back from the school store?

...it is revealed after the events of Harveston, Idia and Sebek still talk to each other, and the former asked the latter if he could get the copy of his favorite manga. Sebek agreed, leading to him getting kidnapped. "...so basically, this is Shroud's fault!?" "SILVER, NO"

Now, we get to how Sebek could possibly fit Eliza's standards.

"At least 180 centimeters tall, with an air of nonchalance!"

Sebek does seem nonchalant at first, and he fits the height.

"Healthy, lustrous skin! Lidded eyes! A charming smile!" Headcanon that crocodile faes just have FLAWLESS skin. Wouldn't know how lidded eyes would fit, but maybe Sebek wasn't used to staying up so late and ended up with light bags. Meaning he stayed up anyway to get Idia's copy...THEYRE FRIENDS I SWEAR (delulu). And Sebek DOES have a charming smile anyway.

"Bright, shimmering hair! Lips so arresting that you just have to kiss them!"

I mean, Sebek's hair looks good EVEN when its bedhair. Wouldnt put it past Eliza if she settled on Sebek's hair even if it's not that bright or shimmering. Lips don't really have anything to them except for being Sebek's aka Eliza is delulu.

Meanwhile, I will continue this tomorrow!!!

...guys dont hit me with your ideas just yet PLEASE I WANT TO MAKE THIS AN EVENT SO BAD.

[still-scribblin]

Unhooking a Bra 101

decided to try my hand at writing for Steve since I've been reading so much about cevans characters. idek how ce writers ended up on my dash?! but whatever i love it lmao. a bit rusty, this is the first time i've written in a while bc college be kicking my ass. like i enrolled in a math-less field (or as little math as possible) but that apparently meant a shit ton of readings so..... 🙃

tags: pre-smut? tons of steve bashing (lovingly), and female reader ... idk this was me trying to be funny? also just decided to turn this into a multichapter fic last minute bc it was getting too long lmao

anyway, this is an excerpt. the rest is in here.

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He doesn’t mean to eavesdrop, of course. Super hearing had a way of making sure he knew the goings on of the lives of his agents, which served him well when it came to miniscule complaints about the office and some procedures that he could amend so his agents can focus more on saving lives and filing reports. Like last week, when Agent Alvarez muttered about a better brand of ground coffee that the whole office enjoyed when Steve put in the request for procurement.

He should have expected this really, especially from you. You had a cavalier attitude about any and all things, and you were rarely embarrassed about anything, which was how everyone on the floor knew you went commando that one time last month when you simply could not be bothered to do your laundry. You were quick to announce, very loudly, that you were wearing some sort of shorts to make up for it, much to everyone’s amusement.

Steve isn’t one to judge, and having lived in this century for a few years gave him the knowledge that women and the concept of propriety in general just wasn’t the same anymore. It was fine once he got used to it, releasing a chuckle or two himself when younger agents 'clapped back’ towards their superiors who in his opinion really did deserve to be humbled, just a bit.

It was all good.

Or, it was.

“Oh. my. Thor!” your voice wasn’t that loud, in fact, you were speaking with Agent Choi all hushed which might have been the reason Steve’s ears perked up from where he was standing by the printer just a few feet away from you two.

“That clit sucker you recommended arrived yesterday and you were right!” Maybe Steve should try and see if he can turn off the super hearing sometimes.

“I was gushing, Jisu, gushing.” But it’s too late now.

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Puppet on a String Chp.4 (Fives x Reader)

Chapter 3. Chapter 5.

The Galaxy Moves On

cw: Fives x Reader, Reader is a medical practitioner, Crying, Grief, angst, swearing, anti-jedi sentiment, Death mentioned, violence, injury, Theres substantial time skips to get to the plot LMAO

tag list (Tyyyyy <3): @spicydonut25 @amazonian-bae @notgonnaedit @tentakelspektakel

Third degree blaster burn to the calf, gastrocnemius muscle damaged. Sural communication branch damaged. Limited movement in the calf until nerve and muscle heals.

Your eyes roamed the datapad screen that had the details of your treatment. The bounty hunter certainly didn’t hold back. You should be thankful that he didn’t kill you though.

Commanders Fox and Thorn had stayed with you until Captain Rex could arrive. Apparently it was known among the soldiers that there was an ARC trooper in the ranks that was in a relationship with a nat-born.

However, no one knew who his romantic partner was. He had done well to hide your identity, so there was plausible deniability in case an irate General wanted a reason to decommission him.

Well, at least until you opened your mouth in a fit of emotional panic.

Maybe it was your relationship to Fives that gave Fox a reason to have a Coruscant guard posted outside your door specifically when he increased more security for the entire building. 

You looked up from the datapad once there was a knock on your door. Captain Rex had a worried expression as he approached. Behind him was Commander Fox.

“Commander, Captain.” You nodded, giving a small, tired smile, “I’d stand and salute but I’ve been told my leg needs a couple more days.”

“No need to get up,” the Coruscant guard approached, “I wanted to confirm some details of the attack.” 

“I…I’ll do my best to answer,” your memory was foggy at best. Now that you were calm and it had been a rotation already, details were fuzzy. Your brain had erased certain events to save you. Protect you and your mind. You’ve had patients in similar situations, “But…I don’t know who or why this happened.”

Rex got to your other side. He had a look of understanding in his eyes, “The one who attacked you was a bounty hunter named Rako Hardeen.” He explained to you, “Someone had put a bounty on your head.”

You swallowed and nodded, “Do you know why?” So this was confirmation, these were planned murders. And you were nearly added to the list of victims…

Your colleagues weren't so lucky…

“Separatist plot,” Fox had his arms crossed, “When the killings originally began, it was Rex who thought the entire situation was suspicious. The attack on you had been the confirmation needed.”

Separatist plot…

That didn’t settle the disquiet in your mind. 

You were about to speak when the door to your hospital room opened. In the doorway was a panting, disheveled looking Fives. “Mesh’la!” He yelped, dropping his helmet and rushing to your side. His armored arms were around you instantly, “When I got the message you had been attacked I finished the mission as quickly as I could to get here.” 

“Fives…” You croaked, hugging him tightly. Your eyes closed, keeping back tears.

He pulled back to hold your face, “What happened? Who did this!? I’ll kill them.”

Fox and Rex both replayed what happened to your lover. They treated it like a report, telling him everything they knew about the bounty hunter and plot. You also gave whatever details you remembered about the attack specifically. 

By the end of it, Fives brushed his thumb over your cheek, brown eyes a storm of worry, “All of this…to make the Republic look weak? The Seppies are willing to go so low to kill…to kill healthcare workers? Doctors and nurses?”

“Seems so.” Fox, his arms crossed and his helmet on, spoke calmly,“Now that we know, I’ve increased security in this sector and will have some of the guard patrol inside the medical facility.”

“That's not enough!” Fives snapped.

“It has to be,” The Commander in crimson kept his voice steady. Monotone even, “Unless you want to pull some more security droids out of your ass, this is the best I can do.”

Your lover deflated and you grabbed his hand, “I’ll be fine.” you reassured him, “I guess this gives you a reason to teach me how to use a blaster.”

Bright side. Look at the bright side. You told yourself.

That seemed to work slightly. He sighed and looked back at you, giving a small smile. “Right…but mesh’la…” 

Before anything else could be said, Rex shook his head, “We’ll leave you two alone.”

The Commander and Captain filed out of your room, leaving you and Fives to have your privacy. 

“I should have been here.” Fives mumbled, “I mean, I should have known something was going on…I should have…” 

“Fives,” You squeezed his hand, “It's not your fault. It's the Separatists fault. You have a duty as an ARC trooper to go where you're needed. Just like I have a duty to the patients in this medical facility.” 

Your lover planted a soft kiss on your forehead, “I’m staying here.” he mumbled, “Until it’s time for a mission off world. I’m not leaving your side again.”

As it turns out, he had been telling the truth. Fives didn’t leave you, even when you recovered and stepped out of the hospital. He escorted you back home, hand hovering over a pistol the entire time. 

Your attack spooked him. Sent his mind into overdrive. And no amount of reassurance could calm him. As promised he taught you how to shoot. How to defend yourself. He even recruited another trooper, Tup, to help you when he couldn’t. The training helped ease his worry, but there was still a hint of anxiety in his motivations.

That anxiety got better as time went on. Your routine returned to normal, melting back into your work as a neurologist and doctor. Fives returned to his duties as an ARC trooper, leaving you for rotations on end again. But when he set foot in your home, it was domestic bliss. 

Days filled with love. Nights filled with sweet nothings. 

You calmed him from his nightmares. Of battles. Of death and destruction. He held you as you wept over lost patients. Of blood and gore left on the soldiers. 

But the Galaxy moved on. 

Until Rako Hardeen reappeared, killing Jedi Obi-wan Kenobi before getting arrested.

You felt relief, and then dread. You were familiar with some of the men of the 212th. They often worked closely with the 501st, so Fives was well known among their ranks. Not to mention you’ve treated many of those soldiers in the medical facility…

“Mesh’la,” Your lover had called you on the holo, “Can you come to the barracks? Some of my siblings are in crisis.” 

Without another word you got a speeder and rushed to Military Headquarters. Fives met you outside, and led you to the barracks. You were clearly out of your element, being the only white coat among armor and blacks. 

Yet, when you made it to the 212th barracks, no one seemed to notice. There was heartbroken sobbing. Clones in sunburst orange hugging each other. Soldiers in blue and white trying to calm their emotional vode. Among them was the 501st field surgeon. The only other nat-born there. 

Fives looked to you, “I’m sorry, but some of the troopers…”

“I understand,” You responded kindly. When the word ‘crisis’ had hit your ears, you shifted to that of a medical professional. Now, those who needed it were your patients. You gave your mental health services to ease some of the emotional turmoil. 

…until Obi-wan turned out to be alive. He traumatized his men for a mission to save the chancellor! The day you found that out was the day you managed to snap a scalpel in your hands.

Fucking Jedi! Your thoughts were enraged, Playing with people's emotions like that?! His troopers were devastated!

If you were a Jedi, you would have left the order for such a brazen display of apathy.

But the Galaxy had to move on. The war continued. On and on…

Until the Jedi Temple had been bombed. Ahsoka Tano, a commander Fives adored, was blamed. 

“She didn’t do it!” He was agitated right before her trial, “Ahsoka would never do something like this!” he paced back and forth in your apartment. 

You grabbed his hand and squeezed, “She’s innocent. The trial should prove that.” You went with him to watch the trial carefully. 

The poor togruta looked terrified and upset. She was just a young girl and she looked so tiny and alone. 

Isn’t there a rule about Jedi not being alone? You thought to yourself, She has no support…

To Senator Amidala’s credit, she tried her absolute best to convince the jury that the former padawan was innocent. Despite the evidence against her, Padme did a decent job because you noticed a shift in spectators. A substantial amount weren’t so certain of Commander Tano’s guilt.

It didn’t matter, because as dramatic as ever, General Skywalker interrupted the trial with the true culprit. A fellow Jedi named Barriss Offee.

She stood in front of thousands and spoke the truth with conviction, “I did it. Because I've come to realize what many people in the Republic have come to realize!” Her words shook the foundation of everyone watching, “That the Jedi are the ones responsible for this war. That we've so lost our way that we have become villains in this conflict. That we are the ones that should be put on trial. All of us!” 

You looked to Fives, putting a hand on his upper arm. He was trembling. In rage over the attack? In relief of Ahsoka’s innocence? You weren’t so certain at the moment.

The Jedi didn’t falter as she continued, “And my attack on the Temple was an attack on what the Jedi have become. An army fighting for the dark side. Fallen from the light that we once held so dear. This Republic is failing! It's only a matter of time!”

With horror, you realized she had a point.

Of course, you hated the attack. Too many innocent lives were lost. She had the blood of civilians on her hands. Clones, Jedi, temple employees…too many people hurt and killed.

But the Jedi had fallen. Pong Krell was a prime example of that. 

Later that night, Fives broke down. Ahsoka had left the jedi order, and you couldn’t fault her for her decision. So you went to the 501st barracks, and held the troopers in blue as they wept. You were one of the few nat-borns the clones showed such vulnerability to. They trusted you.

All you could really feel was an increased bitterness towards the Jedi. And based on the propaganda, posters and rising protests, you weren’t the only one to feel such ire.

It was too soon when the 501st was called for a mission on Ringo Vinda.

“I’ll be back, mesh’la.” He stole your lips into a passionate kiss before pulling away, “I love you.” 

“I love you too,” you responded softly, “Stay safe and come back soon.”

Your lover stepped away, and left for the ship that would take him to Ringo Vinda. 

Now, several rotations later, you were looking over data and medical reports from the latest battalion that had been brought to the GRMF. 

Losses, burns, amputations, head injuries…all expected from a battle. You were typing on the datapad, when a nurse called your name. Your eyes landed on them, “Yes?” 

“There's a holo for you.” 

You furrowed your brow but nodded, and took the call in your office. Panic filled your system when Fives appeared, “Mesh’la, I need you.” He sounded scared. Terrified. 

“Fives…what's going on?”

“It’s Tup,” He explained panicked, “He killed a Jedi.”

Tup killed a Jedi!?

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So....the KFP4 plot huh? WHEW! I really needed DAYS to process all this & uh...I think I’m finally ready to talk about it?

Also before I start saying anything please note that I may share few more EXTRA details. Where did I get the details? Welllll? I may have cheated & decided to spoil myself a bit to get more stuff out. Although I promise I’m not gonna share any images & go deep to spoil movie. To be honest I myself only managed to get like only 5% extra details. Also reason I had to spoil myself to dig this deep by talking with the person who got this stuff personally from CinemaCon is that I’ve seen a lot posts saying most of you all have GIVEN UP on the franchise after the plot news was out. Granted some of the plot is not making sense. I myself had to read like 100x to process all in. But giving up on the franchise? I still can’t do that. KFP has a special place in my heart. I’m not saying I’m here to rescue by giving you guys hope. Instead I’d highly suggest you all to keep the expectations low....LIKE REAL LOW! The higher we’re setting the bar the more disappointing results we’re gonna get. Some things so far I found does give us a little hope of light & some are well....meh?  

ALSO PLEASE NOTE IF YOU DONT WANT TO GET SPOILED I’D HIGHLY SUGGEST YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM REDDIT & TWITTER FOR A WHILE! ESPECIALLY DO NOT USE THE KUNG FU PANDA 4 HASHTAG ON TWITTER 

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So first let’s just start with the villain herself. The Chameleon. Turns Kate Mckinnon is voicing the villain & her design so far is actually not bad? So far it actually looks good. Only way I could describe her looks is that she’s giving me a bit Shen mixed with bit of Viper vibes. Elegance is the only word I can describe her. Since its only a storyboard image sadly. Its not even a concept art image. 

As for her abilities/powers! Ooooh I hate Dreamworks here for baiting us saying this Chameleon can ‘summon’ the old villains. I know they’re doing this for keeping this a surprise or something idk but whatever the CinemaCon fans saw are completely different from the whole summoning idea. Apparently turns out she IS THE ONE HERSELF who can turn into TAI LUNG, SHEN & KAI. SHE’S A SHAPESHIFTER! Which is no surprise since she is a Chameleon & they’re known for changing colors. So I really don’t see the point why Dreamworks made movie news blogs & reports saying & using the word “SUMMON” which is completely different from “Shapeshifting”? Another thing this is gonna disappoint a lot of Tia Lung, Shen & Kai fans because i’ve seen a lot over excited fans who are waiting for a rematch Especially a Po vs Tai Lung. I’m so sorry guys but these guys are not coming back. They originals are dead DEAD!

She’s also gonna shift into one of Po’s biggest challenger yet too. I’m not mentioning this one this is worth saving it for the movie or the trailer. I hope they save this surprise of the MOVIE ONLY

So far for me the villain actually does sound & look promising. Whoever came up with Chameleon shapeshifting idea is actually pretty darn smart. My only concern is that she doesn’t become one of jokester type villains since its Kate Mckinnon who’s voicing. So yeah...that’s the villain info

Now for the fox character Chen?Zhen?Zhan?Chan? LMAO y’all have no idea how many different spellings I had to come across to get this character info! The funny part is people are even changing the fox’s gender in some articles which is really weird because its Awkwafina who is gonna voice her. So far we only know that she’s gonna be shown as a thief first? And later as Po’s student? Her design? No idea. For now. 

Judging by Awkwafina’s past animated characters like Sisu & Ms Tarantula I’m assuming the character might be some playful, sneaky, childish, cunning type of a fox character since the fox is gonna be introduced first as thief? idk this is just my thoughts? Bonus if she turns out to be some annoying teenager or young adult who would try to get on Po’s nerves during their adventure.Kinda to give Po taste of his own medicine & realize how difficult it is for Shifu & Tigress who has to deal with Po’s shenanigans. 

Also I won’t be surprised if the Fox too has some very similar backstory like Po or Tigress. I’m really getting a feeling the story is gonna be about misunderstood fox who most likely could be either an orphan or abandon by family/villagers or something

Okay so now comes the plot. We all know that Po is gonna get promoted to higher master position & he has to find new Dragon Warrior...yaddy-yaddy-yadda!  Apparently their gonna show Po finding Chen/Zhen/Zhan/Chan (SOMEONE PLEASE CONFIRM WHAT’S HER REAL SPELLING!) in the museum where Po is....patrolling? (i’ll be honest this info is a little confusing because I really don’t see why Po of all people is patrolling at the museum especially since now he’s in a bigger position....like why?) So after he finds her & catches her & stuff & she tells about Chameleon & later go on this adventure (Oop! Dragon Knight plot?) to city where the Chameleon resides & here comes the typical Mike Mitchell writing. Take a wild guess what the city is gonna filled with? We had got Wolves for the Gongmen City right? Now what could be MORE DANGEROUS THAN WOLVES? Hmmmmm? Well.....

LADIES & GENTLEMEN! WE’RE GONNA GET CUTE EVIL BUNNIES! WHEW....LET. THAT. SINK. IN 

This really reminds me of one episode in LoA where Po had to deal with his past bully which was also a BUNNY! Funny part of that episode was that even Tigress had hard time believing Po couldn’t fight his bully bunny enemy & constantly reminded Po how tiny the bunny is which pissed & offended Mantis off. Anyways back to the main topic.

Now I’m not gonna sugar coat this one. The plot STILL very much does sound very off & very animated series level of writing. Also the person has confirmed this movie is gonna have more of comedy BUT (here’s the hopeful part or at least I’m hoping) the thing is all this info is just like 10 or 20% of the plot. There could be chances that we could still get some emotional stuff since Dreamworks is known for hiding & saving the emotional stuff strictly only for the movie. Remember Puss In Boots? The trailer gives us more of action & the idea of the plot meanwhile the scenes like Puss feeling guilty about not attending his own wedding, the anxiety scene, Goldie’s wish scene & Perrito’s back story all this was saved for the movie. So yeah I am still keeping 5% hope we do get some heavy stuff especially if this movie really does turn out to be the FINAL CHAPTER. Who knows that those storyboards were only the main stuff just to give idea & furious five too MIGHT be there during the adventure but their all split up or something? Idk man I’m just saying.

Where is Shifu? Furious Five? Po’s dads? The Other Pandas? OKAY....uh...so far uh....sadly I’ve no freaking idea where the hell are Po’s dads or the pandas? I’m just gonna assume all the pandas have settled down in Valley of Peace & living regular lives. Po’s dads I’m assuming running the restaurant? There’s sadly no info on this one. Although I really wished his dads would’ve played important role in this one since its gonna be lot difficult for Po to take in his new position & to pass his Dragon Warrior title. 

As for Shifu & the Five. We are gonna get them but we’re told they’re NOT gonna be part of the adventure or what so far the storyboards was shown at Cinema Con din’t have much of them. I am still like 3% hopeful for this one since the guy mentioned these were only the boards which were shown there could be chances the changes can be made. But if the movie really is only focusing on Po, the fox & the Chameleon than I’m assuming we might get very few cut scenes of Furious Five & Shifu. Back & forth scenes like they did in KFP3. Either that or the Furious Five are having some other separate mission & hence that’s why Po decides to go solo with the fox. 

THIS IS WHY!!! THIS IS WHY WE NEED A WHOLE SEPARATE FURIOUS FIVE SPIN OFF MOVIE

Now for the big question; Why isn’t Po giving his Dragon Warrior title to any from the Furious Five? Especially to Tigress?! OH BOY! When I came across the articles saying Po is gonna have to find new Dragon Warrior replacement my mind too immediately went on Tigress! HECK! EVEN MY MOM SAID THIS! Also I had the whole KFP1 movie flashed in front of my eyes Especially the scene of Tai Lung screaming at Shifu telling him about how he filled Tai Lung's head with Dragon Warrior dreams & trained him hard till his bones cracked & Shifu & The Furious Five being sour & bitter towards Po in beginning...I understand now...I FREAKING UNDERSTAND THE PAIN THEY WERE GOING THROUGH TO PROCESS THE FACT THAT THEY ALL TRAINED THE HELL OUT OF THEMSELVES FOR THIS DAMN TITLE EVEN GOING TO EXTEND THE GET THEIR BONES CRACKED & END UP GETTING NOTHING & instead some random noodle folk panda fell from the sky with no whatsoever kung fu skills gets the title...YUP I UNDERSTAND THE RAGE NOW. AND THIS SHIT IS HAPPENING ALL OVER AGAIN I SWEAR TO GOD THIS DRAGON WARRIOR TITLE IS SUCH A FREAKING CURSE!! GODDAMN OOGWAY!!

BUT...BUT...Here's the thing what we also see is that Five...ESPECIALLY TIGRESS never had that desperate goal for Dragon Warrior title in the first place. We all know at this point well aware that Tigress only wanted to get the Dragon Warrior title is because she wanted to make Shifu proud but after seeing Shifu finally being more compassionate and the older playful self again thanks to Po. Tigress doesn't hold that grudge or jealousy anymore towards Po. Which same goes for the five since they were already warming up towards Po before Shifu & Tigress.  

I know most of us & myself deep down all wanted Tigress to get the title since she has gone through hell the most right from her Bao Gu days but Tigress has made it very much clear that she's moved on from the whole wanting Dragon Warrior title and she's become her own warrior

Now in Tai Lung's case. Even though Tai Lung says he did all that training to make Shifu proud but it was clear that Tai Lung was already blinded & thirsty for the Dragon Warrior power the most (Thanks to Shifu). Heck! Shifu himself admits this that his pride blinded him so badly he turned Tai Lung into a monster.

So yeah I know right now we're all disappointed that Po isn't giving his title to any of the furious five but to some random fox (who is a thief...wow..nice choice Po) but let's not forget that's how even Po's story started & we'll just have to wait & watch to see Po taking Shifu's role as master & trains this fox character. 

Also I’ll make a separate post on how Chen?Zhen?Zhan?Chan? (I SERIOUSLY STILL HAVE NO IDEA WHAT HER REAL SPELLING IS) on how she could earn the Dragon Warrior title. That’s not gonna be a spoiler post that is just gonna be an analyzing post or how I can see it happening

And lastly can we trust Mike Mitchell?...OOOOOH BOY! Judging by his past projects I would say it’s a little concerning but lets not forget even Joel Crawford had made some not so very successful projects in the past as well & years later Puss In Boots 2 became one of his best & successful projects yet. I’m not so concern of Mike my main concern is what exactly happen to Jennifer Yuh Nelson for not being part of this so sudden? I remember in interview she had mentioned if she really decided to make all 6 chapters like Jeffrey Katzenberg suggested she really wanted to make a complete beautiful necklace franchise for Po’s journey! Heck to be honest the third movie itself WAS ENOUGH AS A PERFECT END TO THE CHAPTER! It really did give us a perfect trilogy I honestly don’t know why or what made them to give us fourth. This whole retiring thing & passing on torch has been a very common plot trend in most animated/anime/comic medias lately. Anyways. Too late now. Lets see how this chapter turns out.

So....uh..yeah I guess that's it? I tried my best to keep this post with some positive stuff just to you know...lighten up? The thing is we can't say much anything right now because the movie is still in beginning/mid (storyboarding) stage. Its still too early. Changes still can happen hence we cant say much yet. Jack himself mentions that its too early for the trailer. So yeah its very common at times last moments some ideas could have changes.

Only word of advice to the pandom I'm gonna give is be a little more patient. I myself needed DAYS to process & break it down. If we have waited this long we just going to have to wait a little longer. My guess on getting the first teaser we could most likely get it in... August or September (this year)? I'm calculating according to how we got Puss In Boots trailer. The trailer was released in June & the movie was released in December.

We just gonna have to play the waiting game a little long & PRAY!! LOTS & LOTS OF PRAYERS (& INNER PEACE) THIS MOVIE DOESN'T RUIN THE FRANCHISE!! That is all for now. Feel free to share your thoughts or can private DM me!