#i have a more or less concrete idea but im still finalizing it

[vani-candy]

i decided to make some new references for Mitty that go a lil more in depth than her old one!

i drew five outfits for her but truthfully, she's a fashionista who has wayyy more clothes and combos in her wardrobe, drawing them all would take forever LMAOOO

[santanasaintmendes]

new york, concrete jungle where dreams are made of

part3! to the cosmic girl records 

¡Cosmic Girl Records!

summary: graduation day! and having the grid in the city for the US GP makes the day 1000x better 

olliebearman x reader & platonic!grid x reader 

fc!: gorgeous girls and couples on pinterest all credits go to rightful owners of the photos used below 

a/n: thank you for everyone who’s shown love to part 1 and 2 of the cosmic girl records!

disclaimer!: there are sensitive jokes that are used in this smau that may be offensive to some people they are all purely used to make the story more humorous. if you have any problems with the jokes that are used please feel free to message me and i will do my best to make sure everyone is happy, thank you!

tg!: swearing, sensitive jokes, carlos and y/n bully lando, if there are any other ones let me know!

wordcount: 1.5k ?

enjoy and i hope it makes you smile/laugh!

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unfortunatelyy/n: hey upper east siders, 2 days down, 3 to go and im thinkin’. . . more coffee ☕️

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 bestie1: I BELIEVE IN US 💪

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 unfortunatelyy/n: i wish i had the brain capacity to 😮‍💨

 user1: wait so now that she’s graduating does that mean no more aesthetic studying vlogs and pics 😨

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 user2: hopefully instead we’ll have photos from inside one of the f1 motorhomes instead 🙏

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 user3: hoping, manifesting and praying 🙏 

user12: the last pic hits hard 😭

 olliebearman: can’t wait to see you this weekend 🥰

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 georgerussell64: get a room geez 🙄 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: @carmenmmundt get your child off instagram 

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georgerussell64: HEY

 user4: just when I thought y/n couldn’t get any  more relatable she goes and drops this on us 

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 user12: real. 

user5: the fits go hard 💪

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 alexandrasaintmleux: more coffee and like 45+ hours of sleep, am i right?

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 unfortunatelyy/n: FINALLY SOMEONE GETS IT 

 user5: what’s she studying?

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 user6: she’s been studying mechanical engineering for the last couple of years, she did karting as a kid and met lando when she lived in England that’s why she’s good friends with them all but she decided to stop karting and pursue mechanical engineering in school 

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 user7: we love hot smart girls 😍

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 user8: any idea why lando hasn’t been very active on insta lately?

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 user9: maybe he’s busy 

 user10: Y/N A FAN OF GOSSIP GIRL CONFIRMED???

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 user11: not her liking the comment, she’s so real for that 

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unfortunatelyy/n: i think. . . i’d step on a lego for you

tagged olliebearman 

 olliebearman: wow, i’m honoured 🥹

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 unfortunatelyy/n: damn straight you are those things hurt like hell 

user1: LEGO FLOWER DATES ARE U JOKING I WOULD DIE 

user2: y/n’s really out here living the life we only dream of 😣

 kimi.antonelli: good job Bearman, i told you it would work 

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 olliebearman: ???? 

 user3: it’s not only me who’s looking at ollie’s arms in the last pic right?

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 unfortunatelyy/n: nope 🤭 

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 user4: HELP MOSQUITO Y/N CONFIRMED???

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 olliebearman: 🤨 

 arthur_leclerc: lego dates, i wish i would’ve thought of that first, if i do it now carla will say i’m copying you 😔

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 olliebearman: sorry man 😔

 user5: guys, any ideas why the 2019 rookies are being less active in y/n’s insta comments 

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 user6: it's not their job you know 

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 user5: yeah i know but it’s still weird right??

lilymhe: STOP STEALING HER FROM ME 😡 @olliebearman

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 alex_albon: I’m right here???

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 unfortunatelyy/n: your point being?

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 alex_albon: oh i hate you 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: grab a ticket and get in line 

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 user8: DAMN POP OFF GIRL 

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 user9: she cooked him 

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 user10: ate and left no crumbs we stan a queen fr

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unfortunatelyy/n: ya snooze ya lose. it’s called defeat, Norris. 

tagged landonorris

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user1: SHE PLAYS CHESS TOO ARE U JOKING 😍

user13: welcome back miss relatable 

user14: im sorry but lando doesn’t stand A CHANCE against y/n 

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user15: LANDO’S BACKKKK 

 user2: YES GIRL BEAT HIS ASS 🗣️

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 user3: poor lando 😭

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 user4: there are two types of people:

 user5: i did it. i manifested lando and HE’S BACK IN Y/N’s INSTA 

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 user6: sum goofy ass future telling shit fr 

 landonorris: i let you win on purpose

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 unfortunatelyy/n: OH so you WEREN’T crying and begging for mercy when i was going to win against you for the 5th time? 

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 landonorris:  . . . yes.

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 unfortunatelyy/n: hmmm 🤔

user11: don’t believe him he’s a liar y/n 🗣️🗣️

 carlossainz55: @unfortunatelyy/n how many times did you win against him

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 unfortunatelyy/n: 8 times 😄

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 user7: in conclusion: lando sucks at chess 

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 carlossainz55: very good. i taught you well

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 user12: CARLOS TAUGHT Y/N CHESS?

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 user15: they’re best friends your honour 

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 carlossainz55: @landonorris i see you have not improved 

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 user8: i just KNOW y/n and carlos love to roast lando together every weekend 

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 landonorris: YOU GUYS SUCK 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: and you good sir, suck at chess 

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 user9: sorry lando but HAHAHAHA

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 landonorris:@unfortunatelyy/n  i’m blocking you. 

user10: i bet y/n especially asks lando to play chess just to win against him

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unfortunatelyy/n: it all paid off in the end, how did I do it? That’s a secret I’ll never tell, XOXO gossip girl 

tagged bestie1

olliebearman: so proud of you ❤️

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user1: the gossip girl references my heart can’t take it, i’m so proud of her 🥹

 user11: SHES GORGEOUS 😍 Ollie better know how to fight 

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 olliebearman: 😅

bestie2: CONGRATULATIONS GORGEOUS 😘

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bestie1: no more 3am late nights studying?? 😦

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 landonorris: guess i’ll be seeing you next year alongside the ENEMIES 

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 user2: LANDO WHAT

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 user3: GIVE US ANSWERS DON’T LEAVE US HANGING GODDAMMIT 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: can’t keep a secret to save your life can you? 🙄

 mercedesamgf1: can’t wait to have you on the team next year y/n!

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 user4: OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG 

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 user5: SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP ALL AT ONCE 

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 user13: ARE U FOR REAL

 charles_leclerc: congratulations traitor!

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 unfortunatelyy/n: thank you ferrari’s sacrificial lamb

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 charles_leclerc: I-

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 user6: bro’s speechless 

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 charles_leclerc: why would you choose mercedes? we could’ve been world champions y/n 😔

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 user14: HELP 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: with your driving? i think not. 

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 user7: oop 

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 user8: dang that must’ve hurt 

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 charles_leclerc: I take it back. SUFFER WITH MERCEDES 

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 user9: i just know his PR team is going insane right now 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: whatever you say baguette boy 

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 user11: oh she went there 

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 charles_leclerc: oh you’re a little shi-

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 unfortunatelyy/n: FINISH THAT SENTENCE I DARE YOU 

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 charles_leclerc: I HOPE BOTH SIDES OF YOUR PILLOW ARE WARM TONIGHT AND THAT YOU RUN OUT OF MILK JUST WHEN YOU WANT TO EAT CEREAL 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: OH I HATE YOU 

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 mercedesamgf1: . . . note to self: don’t EVER get into a fight with Y/N 😅

user10: new thing to look forward to next season: charles and y/n beefing with one another 

 georgerussell64: you chose well, welcome to the dark side 😌

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 unfortunatelyy/n: thanks. . .?

 lewishamilton: congratulations y/n!

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 unfortunatelyy/n: thank you lewis! finally a normal comment 

landonorris: honestly and all jokes aside, i’m so proud of how far you’ve come from being that annoying little shit who followed me around all the time to a smart and somewhat kind girl, can’t wait to celebrate tonight 🥳

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 unfortunatelyy/n: screenshotted, i’m going to hang this over your head for the rest of your life norris 

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 landonorris: dang it. 

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unfortunatelyy/n: thanks for the memories xx 

tagged olliebearman, georgerussell64, landonorris, carlossainz55, charles_leclerc and 18 others 

 maxverstappen1: DELETE THAT RIGHT NOW 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: no. 🫶

 carlossainz55: i look good, no? 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: whatever floats your boat man 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: someone tell him he looks like he’s on crack 

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 carlossainz55: 😨

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 unfortunatelyy/n: 🫢 

user1: i just know yuki and pierre were pouring their whole heart and soul into the song 

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 georgerussell64: let me just say, alonso and i tore up that dancefloor 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: alonso yes, you no. 

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 georgerussell64: damn ok 😔

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 unfortunatelyy/n: no backchat? are you feeling okay? 

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 georgerussell64: I WAS TRYING TO BE NICE TO YOU FOR ONCE 

user2: i think i’m going to cry, they all love her sm 

user3: is this why they were so absent on her recent posts, were they planning all of this 🥹

user4: DON’T TALK TO ME. i’m in my feels rn

user8: THEY ALL WENT TO HER GRADUATION ARE U JOKING

 landonorris: “thank you lando for planning this, i will be your servant for the rest of your life” 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: YOU NEARLY RAN OVER MY BOYFRIEND I THINK NOT 

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 user5: HELP WHAT

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 user8: CONTEXT PEOPLE WE NEED CONTEXT  

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 landonorris: IT WAS AN ACCIDENT 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: “iT wAs aN acCiDeNt” BE QUIET YOU DIDN’T EVEN REALISE UNTIL AFTER I HAD TO JUMP IN AND SAVE HIM 

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 landonorris: OKAY FINE U MANIAC

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 unfortunatelyy/n: WHAT DID U JUST CALL ME 

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 landonorris: . . .and for legal reasons that’s a joke 

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 landonorris: @olliebearman help me man, i’ll let you past this weekend 🙏

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 olliebearman: you want me to help you after you tried to kill me? 

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 landonorris: well if you say it like that it sounds bad

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 olliebearman: YOU NEARLY BACKED INTO ME WITH YOUR MCLAREN 

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 landonorris: IT WAS AN ACCIDENT

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 olliebearman: “iT wAs aN acCiDeNt” 

user6: ollie and y/n truly belong together, look at them bullying lando. i feel like a proud mother

 charles_leclerc: i’m sorry for my past actions y/n please never embarrass me on your instagram 🙏

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 unfortunatelyy/m: apology NOT accepted 

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 charles_leclerc: PLEASE 

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 unfortunatelyy/n: no. 

user7: charles leclerc’s worst enemy: ferrari ❌ y/n ✅

a/n: thank you for reading! Have an awesome day lovely 🫶🏻

[mad-doodle-disease]

take it to a weathered watery grave (pt 2)

barney: we did find... something... tumbles: we did? barney: ...i did. it was less of a something and more of a someone... i didn't want to worry you, tumbles, you already seemed so on edge. tumbles: ...barney- alton s. crow: what did'ya see.

barney took a step back, glancing momentarily over at mary. he knew this was going to horrify everyone. but they deserved to know. plus, he was already in too deep, he couldn't back out now.

barney: we found her.

silence.

mary anna: ...you did? where is she? barney: bottom of the ocean. mary anna: ...whAT!? barney: she couldn't be helped, she was long dead. not sure from what exactly, she was so ruste-

mary suddenly lunged at barney, grabbing him by the throat. a choked screech left barney's forcibly closed throat as the air he had been breathing in was squeezed out of him.

mary anna: WHAT DO YOU MEAN "COULDN'T BE HELPED". HOW ARE YOU SURE THAT WAS HER!? HOW CAN YOU BE SURE!? IF YOU COULDN'T EVEN TELL WHAT KILLED HER, HOW COULD YOU BE SURE IT WAS HER!?

it took 3 cogs to drag separate mary from barney. by the time they finally did, barney's face was almost completely blue from oxygen loss. tumbles just looked on in horror as barney frantically gasped for air, before holding his head in his hands. he could never catch a break.

tumbles: I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO "HER" IS!

mary anna slowly looked over at tumbles, visibly letting her shoulders relax a bit. she stayed quiet for a moment, before answering.

mary anna: ...misty. misty monsoon. my... friend. i lost contact with her once the infection worsened... im terrified she died or, worse, became one of those MONSTERS outside but... but i know she couldn't have! deep down, deeper than the ocean, deep in my heart, i know she's still out there. she's just... hiding. alton s. crow: ...mary, if the cat says he saw her dead, ya gotta accept that. ya gotta let go.

mary glared at alton. if looks could kill, mary would've murdered him.

mary anna: ...i don't even know if the girl barney fished up was her... she could still be-

mary's eyes suddenly widened, realizing what she just admitted to. it was true, barney never said who he fished up, just calling them "her". barney could've just been in shock, no... barney was CLEARLY in shock, and not answering clearly. and she, who had been thinking about misty since they first lost contact, immediately jumped to conclusions and snapped. she nearly killed the only guy who knew things. the cogs who had restrained mary slowly let her go, as she had quit being an immediate threat.

mary anna: ...oh my cod, i'm so sorry... i'm sorry... i'm so...

it took a second for barney to finally speak, his voice raspy and quiet when he finally could.

barney: don't... be... i understand... i t-think... mary anna: just... tell me. in depth, what did you sea. barney: ...i saw... not much... my brain just... immediately knew it was a... body... misty's body. i... know it was misty, mary. deep down, it was misty. mary anna: what did she look like? barney: ...face rusted off... exposed... skelecog... blue hair... soaked and flat... it was all so... blurry in the moment...

mary paused for a moment, soaking in the information like a sponge. it did sound like misty on paper, but a ton of suits had blue hair. all shysters, cold callers and short changes were built with blue hair, and some suits liked to dye their hair despite it going against company dresscode. for mary to believe that what barney fished up was misty, she would need more concrete evidence. mary immediately got an idea. there was something misty almost always wore that no other cog wore, something that wouldn't just get washed off and lost at sea like a mask.

mary anna: was she wearing?

barney paused for a moment, hitting himself in the head a couple times as if that would help him remember.

barney: i... don't know, man. i didn't pull her up high enough to get a good look at it... i just remember it was... blue? i think? mary anna: ...blue? barney: yeah, blue. a blue suit. like what lawbots usually wear... you always said misty was a lawbot, so it had to be her. mary anna: barney. barney: ...yeah?

mary's eyes twinkled with hope as she quickly hugged barney, much to the cat's confusion.

mary anna: misty doesn't wear a lawbot suit! she wears a raincoat, she always wears a raincoat! that wasn't her! misty is okay! barney: but it could've washed off in the- mary anna: oh, trust me. it couldn't have, she has that coat buttoned around her so tightly, not even a whirlpool would be able to take it from her... barney: then what did i see?! mary anna: another cog. it wasn't misty. probably a shyster, those can look a lot like her from a glance.

mary pulled away, before grabbing the buckets of fish and walking towards the kitchen with a new pep in her step.

mary anna: i'm gonna go make shore these fish are safe to eat.

she giggled a bit at her pun, before disappearing through the doorway.

barney: ...it was misty, i know what i saw was misty... mary didn't see what i saw, if she was there she'd understand... tumbles: i wish i saw it so i could back... either of you up, but i was distracted... i'm a failure... barney: you're not a failure, tumbles. you were just doing what i told you to do. alton s. crow: it couldntve been a shyster, them suits ain't ever in this district for any reason... tumbles: well, belle and i weren't originally in this district when the lockdown began. we were in mezzo. maybe the shyster was evacuating from somewhere like us and got attacked and left to die in the water.

a pause.

alton s. crow: awfully hopeful thinkin' ya got there, critter.

NEXT

[eddiegettingshot]

my interpretation of 704 and 705 was that buck was on the precipice of figuring out his feelings for eddie but subconsciously he’s rejecting it? half of 704 didn’t even feature tommy and buck was still vying for eddie’s attention. like bro ordered a fucking basketball to be sent to the firehouse (also the amazon product placement fucking kills me) just for a CHANCE to have eddie’s giant beautiful brown eyes on him 😭

buck hasnt really had a connection with someone the way he has with eddie outside of maddie and as someone who has experienced abandonment issues i 100% get buck just subconsciously tuning that out and refusing to acknowledge it in a lot of ways. he agonized so much about coming out to eddie too so i think he was just like “oh im not looking at that so it mustve been about tommy oh hes kissing me now, actually i like this”

also now that we know buck was attracted to eddie when they met (thanks oliver my beautiful angel) and he acted similarly in 201 compared to 704 it just feels more concrete to me

honestly would die to see some sort of scene with chimney about the whole situation being like “oh it was about tommy? honestly the whole time i thought you were having a meltdown over eddie” and then buck bluescreening lmfao

anyway thank you for listening to my ted talk -22 anon

yeah i think this is a pretty fair interpretation... i'm less generous than you though, i don't even think buck was on the verge of figuring out his feelings for eddie so much as finally understanding that there was something different there. in that way i actually agree with the idea of tommy as a stepping stone (i know it's blasphemy but there's barely any relationship happening on my screen + the whole 'bucktommy deserves to be its own thing' is silly they are not real lol who cares).

if tommy hadn't kissed him at the end of 7x04 i don't think buck would have been able to understand attraction as even being on the table. he probably would have just kept having his weird feelings about eddie and not known what to do with them. but the problem is twofold because now he understands attraction is possible but the opportunity to project his feelings elsewhere literally just dropped into his lap lol

[wulvert]

THE QUESTIONS (sory they r all paperteeth. if u want tho u can relate them 2 triptrack 2,,,):

-is avery a "five-in-one mens body wash" user. she gives the vibes 4 some reason,,,mayb scarlet wil finaly convince her 2 use regular shampoo n conditioner

-do full moons have any impact on vampires like they do werewolves, like increased bloodthirst?

-possible spoiler territory!! avoid answering this one if u gotta!! were trisha nd her sister close with their mom before she left 4 america,,,was their mom like. just as bad as their father is?

-this one also might be spoiler territory so feel free 2 toss this one 2,,,why does avery live in an (shabby?? restrictive nd bleak??) apartment? in my fanfiction writing i related it back 2 like. avery having a concerning amount of. self hatred i guess? and refusing to have anything nice for herself bc she feels she doesnt deserve it. nd she just feels like she doesnt need anything more. but im curious if theres like,,,an actual canon reason behind it since we've seen that scarlet can like. afford a pretty nice house with the vampire hunter pay (assuming she gets paid either the same amount as avery or less)

-um. anyways a lighter question: do u have any heights 4 the paperteeth cast,,,if theres no concrete numbers a "who's taller than who' woudl still be pretty cool :]

-ND FINALLY THE MOST IMPORTANT QUESTION,,,IF SCARLET AND AVERY COMPARED HAND SIZES (VITAL SAPPHIC EXPERIENCE) WHOSE HAND WOULD B SMALLER,,,🏳️‍🌈

HI

probably yeah. she does wash thoroughly, she smells nice but just also probably of 5 in one. scarlet probably smells rly strongly of like vanilla perfume or something.

i wouldnt say so! theyre different curses from different times so i dont think there'd be much overlap

towards fish yeah, to other ppl no. their dad is more terrible to other people than his own family- aside from trisha who its a little sus. (ig its like, no u shouldnt move out, live with ur parents the rest of ur life bc what if u eat everyone, we have a basement. ( he could finance suitable housing 4 trisha with pocket money if he wanted to, he's obscenely rich- which its not like he wants her to finance that on her own, trisha is financially completely reliant on her family bc they dont think she should have a job & she's been like this since her tweens so she's pretty conditioned into listening to them- but she could probably handle a job fine she's very good at keeping composure. she was pretty stressed at tht bbq but she didnt even mildly turn. sorry if i explained this badly- her parents have pretty much just raised her to be terrified of herself, she rarely goes outside on her own unless its for annual bbq prep))

so while fish despairs at being doomed to live in her childhood bedroom the rest of her life, the rest of his family think he's pretty normal and fine- ppl outside his family r the ppl who get got by him.

ig rly rly mild spoilers

avery probably could afford a nicer apartment (her apartment isnt that bad structurally, its just undecorated and ugly because she has no idea what she's doing and doesnt have a life outside of her job. like at all. whatsoever. & yeah averys a sopping wet creature she absolutely hates herself) but she doesn't see the point. she saves a lot, & when she buys stuff she buys stuff that'll last a long time so usually a little more expensive. she doesnt want to buy a house bc she doesnt want to deal with selling a house. imagine being able to afford a house. vampire hunters usually get paid rly well- they get paid per pair of fangs they turn in (vampires leave them behind when they die lol i forgot to mention that) so avery being pretty skilled gets paid pretty well- kelly being pretty shit doesnt get paid much (avery gives him some of the fangs she gets) scarlet used to be decent so she also got paid well but now she just. turns her own fangs in all the time and that's gathering a lot of money. for her projects. and she bought a funny little house with no upstairs but a downstairs that looks like an upstairs. so. ig scarlets the richest of the three rn bc of her little infinite money hack- avery could do it too but she doesnt rly wanna rip her teeth out all the time, and she hasnt quit killing vampires so whats the point.

so kinda- i figure averys 5'4 ish, and kellys an itty bit taller, then i figured scarlets maybe 5'8 but then. i put them in this height comparision thingy and. it says scarlets 6'2 which was NOT my intention, but when u look how much taller she is in the comic. like. damn maybe??? i wouldnt take that as 100% canon tho bc the way i draw proportions is obvs different to this chart

accident. oh well. trisha might be a bit smaller idk.

and i made one of these for triptrack last year, cant say how accurate it is tho but here

toad is probably 210 cm but slouches

anyway averys hands are probably smaller unless you count the knives at the ends of her fingers but you probably shouldnt

[skelltan]

my thoughts on wet moon 7

finished wet moon. i liked it. i wish the ending was different though. i feel like a huge bitch for complaining about it since sophie worked so long on it and i don't want to tell her how to do her own story better and i can definitely tell she felt it was the best way to end the story. i'm not taking that away from her whatsoever, i dont think it was a bad ending by any means, this is simply how i personally would've preferred the story to end (spoilers for wet moon 7, obviously).

the idea of a conclusion - wet moon is very floaty in the way the story is told. it's not super abstract, but it's not really told as a conventional story, either. it's just sorts of glimpses at character's lives. this is why i find the finality of morning cold unfitting. we do have a lot of things left open, but they're more plot points than character relations for the most part (what was with the cleo eats it stuff, the paranomal stuff, etc). it felt like it closed the door on each character's narrative way too concretely. i thought the scene with beth was cute, but if she never showed up after her departure prior, i think it would've been fine. i'm also not a fan of penny's biphobia being swept under the rug for it to turn out she herself is queer all along

as a continuation on that point - the "fairy tale" ending. i thought the ending was far too sweet. i'm not a hater of happy endings, but again, tied with the conclusivity and fluff in the forms of beth and penny's story i thought could have been omitted, it felt too twee for my tastes

to summarize my biggest complaint spawning from those two: i felt this book was a bit of a tonal mismatch to prior ones. it was a bit too cut and dry and didn't have as much mystique

i dont mind cleo and mara splitting, and there were definitely seeds to it happening, but it was a bit sudden - moreso was trilby and cleo getting together when the door on that felt closed since about book 2. mara and natalie also felt a little forced, but both relationships had merits, the latter much more than the former

i don't completely get why trilby is mad with martin - you can sort of gleam why but this is left open in a way that isnt satisfying such as the other closed plot points i'd have been fine with keeping open or the things that do stay unexplained

while i mention natalie - her design. i feel like her scar was really downplayed. which, if it healed, yeah, sure, but i liked it a lot more in prior volumes. i also just generally prefer her design in prior volumes, but that's a minor gripe

a lot of focus on nissa and nora. this isn't inherently a problem, but they were barely that present prior, so to have a majority of the finale focus on them was an odd choice - though it's a bit of a lose/lose. either they could have been retroactively used more (which would've had to have changed the story a lot), or just shafted entirely. this is another minor gripe, but it stood out to me.

but don't get me wrong, like i said i still enjoyed wet moon a lot - i wrote all of this because i care, and even then, i must stress it wasn't a bad ending at all, i just have my gripes.

sophie's art through all books is spectacular and her writing was engaging - even despite my gripes with this volume, i thought she nailed the character voices (especially zia) and understanding of the character relations - its less so that she ruins character relationships, but rather she has a lot more clarity on them that, while good, feels somewhat incongruent with prior volumes.

on the art - every volume had great art but holy shit she really stepped it up in this volume. im not good with descriptive words but its just like a total evolution and its wild. trilby's redesign is awesome. every character manages to look more distinct than they already were, which again feels like magic. i definitely wanna read more of her stuff

[transformersunity]

hey there, long time no see <3

tl;dr of the MANY words i am about to say: i have plans to present unity in the form of a wiki + video essay(s), though these may take a while to come to fruition. if you could read the whole thing thank you i love you i think i say good words.

SO. HI. ITS BEEN A WHILE. a lot of things have happened to me which includes like. yknow. dropping out of college and a special interest change, but here i am! thinking about unity! and, truly, i've never stopped thinking about unity at any point . but i think im finally at a point in which i have ideas that are concrete enough to share PLUS. y'all are overdue for an update on what's going on. so sorry.

so as the tl;dr already spoiled, i have plans to create a wiki for TFU and (a) video essay(s). the wiki will hold any and all information on unity, like character bios, vocab, etc., while the video essay(s) will be an explanation of what the plot of tfu would've been. which is a weird thing to type and read with my own eyes, the past tense of it.

its weird reading some of my older thoughts where i seem to really think that there was a possibility that unity could be a webcomic in any way shape or form. because i dont think it ever was a real possibility nor will it ever be a possibility. i dont say that solemnly at all, i say it just as a realistic matter of fact. because i dont know who else needs to hear this, but people who make huge, impressive projects by themselves or with little help are the exception and most definitely not the standard. and i think its unhealthy in a lot of ways to expect that level of work ethic from yourself, especially if you're like me and chronically ill, neurodivergent, mentally ill, etc.

i think i would've grown to hate unity if i had pushed for it to become a webcomic. instead, i'm actually really excited to work on it more and present in this format that's gonna be more accessible and way easier and fun for me to work on. and i dont feel any shame in like. idfk taking "the easy way out" i dont care !!!! what matters is im making shit and having fun and being happy while doing it.

ANYWAYS. it will still be quite a while until y'all see anything, i think at the earliest you may see it at the end of this year/early next year, but time will tell! i do have a long list of health issues and irl problems that impact my ability to work on stuff like this, but given that this is a lot less work than yknow. WORKING ON A WEBCOMIC. i hope it wont be too long until i can tell y'all that i've made progress :]

in the mean time, i've updated some of this blogs info and i'm gonna clear out the inbox to leave room for new asks. i might answer a few if i feel that i can talk about stuff w/o major spoilers (given that i'd still like to surprise y'all with some plot points and characters yknow <3). but if y'all have any questions or curiosities about what i've discussed here, or anything at all, definitely send them in, and i'll try to not leave you hanging for three years :)

[spookibird]

Ooo loving Wren, out of curiosity do you know what song they would perform?

OOOO im glad you like them! I have various thoughts about their song and not much is concrete but ill list the ideas I have.

The song would have the same vibes of a Will Wood song and is less about their dreams and more about them finally being able to be open

I'm still not sure if they have one long song or two shorter songs like Mischa did. But if its one long song, then it'll suddenly slow down halfway through before picking up again in the end.

It would be a song about their loneliness and their internal struggle with leaving their previous friend group and whether that was the right thing to do, before coming to the conclusion that it was, and they were happy with the few friends they made in the choir

They debate themself

The song itself would be upbeat, but with some depressing lyrics, because ultimately Wren is trying to have a good time and make sure their friends do too! But they want to get this off their chest.

While they appear in a formal attire, everyone else is in typical punk clothes, before changing back into their choir get up.

It's a very chaotic performance. But at the end of it, they just want to have fun with their friends.

[secund4]

a lot of times i feel stupid and ashamed to post. i feel like there’s always an invisible audience on the other side of the post button and clicking it only opens myself up for criticism ( aka being told that nothing i ever do is just good in accordance to my brain ). i know criticism is healthy and necessary, but to someone like me who has felt like they’ve been hunted for sport all their life and is finally taking a decent shot at discovering to be a person and rekindle their interests- it feels like the piercing of a bullet because there it is. there’s the reason i never took an honest shot at anything. amongst an overflowing swirling sea of love and positivity and light i will find the one off colored speckle of sand amongst the rest and my psyche will use that as ammunition to beat me into submission and keep me bored and wishing i could just act. im so deeply ashamed and embarrassed of myself and my thoughts and my body and i was made to be this way. i wasn’t always this way. i used to be so loud. i used to be so happy. i was a fountain of information and words and interests and ambitions. i wanted to be a vet. i loved animals so i wanted to be a doctor for them. ive always devoted my time and attention towards helping and healing. so why is it that i myself am so sick? i feel like a wilted flower in the most literal sense. i feel my brain thump and thud in my skull half the time. my hair falls out in clumps as i run my fingers through it. my stomach is nauseated from the moment i wake up until i sleep. and food sometimes but rarely helps. but i am so hungry. im sitting here even now thinking about this for too long and im talking myself out of expressing myself. don’t make such a fuss. don’t write it out so it doesn’t become real. stop whining, you look stupid. what do you have to be sad for really? i guess i have a lot of reasons, and whenever i tell others theyll tell me they dont even know how im still alive. or they silently nod their heads and rub my back because they have no idea how to respond to most of the shit ive been through. but it still feels.. like artificial pain. i know it was all real, but i feel like an attentionwhore for getting attention about it and liking it. what else could you expect from a neglected abused child ? they want attention. they want love. i want love. i have love. but it never feels like enough. and my hunger for it makes me ashamed. why should i have to hold the burden of not only experiencing how miserable it is to always have a hungry void in your heart, taking and taking and taking and yet never becoming any less ravenous, but also having to deal with the consequences of the responses the people that were supposed to nurture and raise me put on to me? they set me up for failiure from the cery start and here i am. in the trash and desolation that they left me. left alone and confused and vilnerable to look throigh the rubble and try to rebuild what i can, watch the unsalvageable parts of me die, and have to first get myself to a clean slate before i can even start pouring the concrete that will allow the foundation of myself as a human ti stand on stably. im losing my mind. i feel like im falling apart. its not fair. i wish i could live an easy life. this is hard and tiring work and im not sure how ive managed to pull myself by my own hair through the darkest pits of hell just to still be alive today. i want tomorrow to be the end. but i know ot wont be. i know theres going to have to be a lot more tomorrows for it to be the end, and that i have to continue to fight and fight harder through all those days to get to the end. i wish i didnt have to fight for my life just for some peace and comfort and space to be myself. i, as a cuban immigrant, never thought my lofe would get this difficult. but it has proven me wrong time and time again. it Does get worse, and it has. but it also Does get better. i can only hold on, keep tryong, and hope that it starts getting better again soon, and that the outcome will be worth all of this.

i hope we get a cat and a puppy and that i properly learn how to crochet. i want to learn how to skateboard and rollerskate. i want to read more and write more and go to parks to do it. i want to cook meals in my kitchen and get my girlfriend flowers and edibles to surprise her with after work. i want to make friends and build community. i want ti make a difference in my life and the lives of others around me. i want to be seen and known and loved and held as sacred and protected. but i feel like i have been set up with parental controls and now that ive left them i don’t have the passcodes to get in and turn them off. i have so many fake invisible walls and locks in my mind that i give full control to. they do not exist. they are not real. but yet they control me. all i can do is push forward and remember that tomorrow will bring me a whole day closer to my peace. i remember seeing a post on here where someone said they’d bake a pie when everything turned okay for them. im not sure what i’ll do. i suppose i will know the best way to celebrate the end of my long and hard journey once im in the end of it

[moss-sprouted]

lamenting about kink and nsfw shit and abuse under the cut

in hindsight doms who literally only cared about themselves and didnt even know what sub drop is probably actually damaged my brain in some way

im not saying physically, cause none of it was physical but someone treating you a certain way over video chat or text or something and playing with your emotions and having them run so high only for them to fall asleep or close the call or continue to treat you awfully with absolutely no aftercare or even saying a nice thing at all to you is probably why i was constantly depressed as hell, always seeking more interactions and gentleness after because i didnt get any

and this isnt even something that happened thats exclusive to my fucking groomer, though yeah after almost 10 years its still something i think about and affects me

but now that im not going into those states of mind all the time and having absolutely nothing to put me back together, im much less in a horrific depression and anxiety and getting into fights ALL the time that i was

i still do a little cause im mentally ill, but its not every day or week

i think thats one of the reasons sex literally triggers me and has me feeling so low and gross after, because my brain is so fucked up from just years and years with no break of ""doms"" just not taking care of me after basically using me to get off and seeing no big deal in calling me names a lot and telling me to choke myself or hit myself whatever

maybe thats why i attached myself to the ones that took care of me better so much that i would get really distressed if they didnt want me or would leave, because i finally was being fucking treated right but i was still dealing with so much emotional turmoil i couldnt treat Them right

its not the only reason or only cause for all my issues but damn i really was going into a super low all the time and would get yelled at for being upset or too clingy

or i wouldnt even really be talked to after by some

people who literally have no idea about any terms or things that actually happen after not vanilla sex in whatever form literally should not be having it

if you cant stay awake for 5 minutes to talk to me gently or tell me i did good or even just be nice to me then you really should not be just willy nilly calling someone a slut and telling them youre going to beat them while you fuck them, because sure you're not doing that irl but words effect people and things like that give you such a rush of endorphins when you take that away and dont give anything to cushion it, it really does feel like you raised someone up really high in the air only to drop them on fucking concrete with no padding and tell them to walk it off, and no it wasnt always THAT bad but idk it builds up after a while and you get used to it

and like, dom drop is also a thing but that doesnt excuse not doing ANYTHING for someone that is literally putting themself in a intimate position and a specific mind state for Your pleasure, sometimes not even theres because for me it sure as hell was almost never for mine

maybe thats why im so into praise and pet play and other things like that because im literally desperate for anyone to tell me i did good because i was constantly being used and then discarded as young as 15

i cant even read a fucking fanfic with some bdsm without feeling horrifically depressed afterwards unless theres aftercare in the damn fic! cause its triggering

who knows, i think about this too much ig

i wish i felt secure and safe enough to have those kinds of relationships again and not be so averse or repulsed by sex, it just feels so damn scary

[ace-xfour]

ahahahaha i really miscalculated signing up for all these fic fests that end at the same time, im dying squirtle

it would be fine if i was better at keeping fics concise but. i am not lol

it’s fine! i’m still confident i can meet all the deadlines! but ahhhhhhhh

very sloppy status update that i’m posting here because i don’t feel like cleaning it up nice enough for dreamwidth:

johnmark fest: i have like one more scene to write for this BUT it is the sex scene and i am NOT inspired for it lately (TMI TMI TMI literally think the problem is that i’ve been off my testosterone for a bit, i need to get back on a regular weekly schedule to regain my horny brain)

trans ateez fest: i’ve got maybe the first third (or first quarter TT ) of this done in the rough draft and i’m actually pretty happy with it so far but i REALLY REALLY need to reel it in because the current pace i’m going would make the story way too long for me to finish on time...got to figure out how to condense it and what to sacrifice

kpopolymfics: lol i’m not even sure what i will be writing yet, i have some very nebulous ideas, a general direction i might want to go in, but that is it. this is the one that i am most determined to keep concise since it’s the one i have the shortest period to work on, so maybe that’s why i’m struggling to find a concrete idea

all three of these are due around the end of march...so i have like two months left.... ahhhhhhhhhhhhh. i’m going to do my best to get a lot done in february without burning myself out and then really go! go! go! in march for the final spurt

in other news:

self made: i am like??? halfway through the final chapter, so that’s nice. it will feel really great to finish another WIP. i’m aiming to post it on/before my birthday (Feb 5) so that i can give myself the gift of one less thing to work on. (although there is still a sequel i want to write...debating whether to start it right away or prioritize the minkey fic below next)

minkey One Fine Day time loop fic: the first chapter’s rough draft is done and i know more or less where the rest of the fic is going, but it needs soooo much revision. partly because it’s difficult to get all the details just right when i am working with such a fixed canon time period and also the intricacies of the time looping, and partly because i feel more pressure with this fic to make it good since most of the people following me follow me for minkey

[sothischickshe]

What do you mean you didn't enjoy the Dave content???? 😱😱 He's my favourite character this half-season! 😂

lol, well tbf i havent rewatched s4 & maybe i'd be able to enjoy him more with some distance but i found him particularly and the secret service plot generally pretty boring and kinda repetitive of the previous fbi stuff while being de facto less interesting (due to lack of turner) & therefore at least low level annoying, and (as a result?) a time suck from stuff i wouldve found more interesting/particularly wanted to see, especially from a final season.

i think the longer the show went on, the more both beth and rio managed to irritate me, and the more of a turner fan ive retroactively become lol. one of the things that annoys me the most abt the s2 finale is the squandering of the beth + rio + turner dynamic, which is doubled down on by turner's (apparent!) death in the s3 premiere. we only get one beth + rio + turner interaction in the whole show! and they're never all active participants in a scene together!!! wtf??!??!?!

i was fine with the law enforcement storyline being dropped (tho i still think it's super weird that we never got a realisation of or acknowledgment from the girls that rio was (presumably!) responsible for turner's death?? like wtf???!! is he ever mentioned again????), so to have another one almost immediately with less interesting characters seems a bit...silly? i mean it's kind of an upping stakes i guess but it just felt needlessly repetitive, and i think as with other things in the later seasons (e.g., beth getting rio arrested again, or kidnapping 2.0) couldve been easily improved with concrete references to previous occurrences from the characters! even if kind of oblique?

like the secret service storyline was overall pretty inoffensive but i just found it quite bland/boring, and it frequently stretched the limits of my ability to suspend disbelief? (tho being not american im sure helped lol.) i sometimes enjoyed phoebe (and particularly her dynamic with beth), but i think the show squandered the opportunity to do something with the ~women in male-dominated industries thing, like that didnt really go anywhere? i thought ew guy (i wanna say henry?) was a kinda fun character, and i was hoping he and annie were gonna meet and get stuck in an ew off, but he swiftly disappeared into the bg?

also the weird all of law enforcement are gay thing was just.... so odd??? (i did super enjoy that nick's assistant lampshaded it lol.) if dave didnt fuck dean on the books & kick off the dean coming out storyline we deserved....i just dont really get what the point was yknow? and along with the unfulfilled potential of the women in male-dominated fields thing, it feels like there's a sort of wasted opp to properly mirror the phoebe/dave & beth/rio (~professional) relationship thing.... or like.... idk it feels kinda like the show accidentally said the key to career success is either to get your boss to leave his wife or fall in love with you LOL (am now obsessed with the idea that dave and rio went to the same management conference offscreen at the tail end of the season and suddenly learnt how to listen to women tho....)

the wrap up of their storyline with the blatancy of the beth protecting rio / beth and rio as the co-presidents of the we hate nick club WAS super fun but it repeatedly felt kind of preposterous that dave and phoebe were being so agreeable to the girls?

ultimately i'd put a lot of the secret service stuff in the chaff i didnt really care about column, which is frustrating when there was other stuff i wish the show had had space to focus on e.g., why set up this beth-stan conflict to just have it putter out?! we deserved a scene of the two of them absolutely losing their shit at each other!!! And/or destroying everyone at scategories!!!!! christina and reno as scene partners was such a treat!!!

and like honestly....law enforcement exist to kick off a brio fake dating ploy... turner understood this.... all of fanfiction understands this.... why were they there otherwise yknow?!

plus i def think the whole thing could have benefitted from a surprise: turner’s actually alive reveal!!!! #mencantdie

but im glad someone was getting some serious enjoyment from his presence, haha

[whitexwingedxdoves]

no one else     [request]

Pairing: Negan x Reader Warnings: Angst, Swearing. Possibly fluff at the end? Prompts: “Do you even still love me?”, “OH, you’re jealous!” & “Give me attention.” Summary: Now that his empire was growing, you could feel Negan slipping through your finger tips. A/N: Oh god, im loving the Negan requests im getting, please keep them coming!

You pace your room, every click your heel sends into the concrete causing your anxiety to bubble even more. You were proud of what you built here at Sanctuary by Negan’s side, even more proud to call him your husband. You were treated like a queen there, everything you wanted you had. Today was no different, Negan had his workers waiting on you hand and foot but when you finally pulled away for a little alone time, you stumbled across something you really wish you hadn’t. You watched your husband eye up one of the female workers the way he used to eye you up at your favourite bar back before the outbreak. You couldn’t shake it from your head all day but you knew better than to make a scene in front of the workers. You were better than that. So you waited, for hours it felt like you sent the workers on their way a while ago so you could piece a speech together in your head, ready to tear into him as soon as he opened the door.

When he finally did show up, you were left speechless. He swung the door open and paused at your awkward stature, leaning slightly backwards with his hands still on the door knob. The tension that lingered in the moment could have been cut with a knife. He had a smirk planted on his lips that never seemed to leave, eventually he brushed off the awkward encounter and shut the door behind him, moving swiftly to the sink and pouring himself a glass. You didn’t wait for him to finish refreshing himself before you questioned him about his actions. “I saw you today, with that worker girl!” he could have had your teeth clenched together from the hiss that stained your words. Putting his glass down, he licked his lips cocking his eye brow in your direction, that stupid smirk of his still prominent on his features.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about” he teased, moving in the direction of the bed.

“Don’t bullshit me, Negan!” your words seemed stronger this time around. “I saw the way you looked at her” your words seemed to strike funny with the tall man as he sat down, seemingly giggling at you. “Giving workers attention like that, in front of everyone” you followed up, throwing a disgusted face into the mix of emotions you already displayed. “Give me attention!” you demanded stepping closer to him.

There has been a slow decline in your relationship. The more power he got, the less he seemed interested in you but he’d always show you off regardless of how he acted behind closed doors. You craved his attention so much more now, you needed his validation and did everything you could to get it, hell you even started wearing short black dresses and heels for him, knowing it was his sexual kryptonite. The way he looked at you now in this moment made your stomach turn slightly, You weren't sure if he was about to pounce on you or laugh at your petty, childish actions. “OH, so you’re jealous!” his teasing words sent a dagger into your heart. You scoffed at his remark, shaking your head as if he had pulled it out of thin air. Of course you were jealous!

“Jealous?” you questioned him, taking a few steps closer to him, the rage bubbling over so much it was turning your cheeks slightly red. “I'm your wife” you reminded him, finally standing between his legs, you poked at his chest a little, scowling down at him. It didn’t intimidate him, no quite the opposite. You watched as his tongue pulled in his bottom lip and biting down on it. He was amused at your words, he imagined a scene like this playing out on one of those soap opera’s you use to love so much.

He slowly stood up, causing you to freeze on the spot, you felt the heat radiate off him. He was that close to you. The way he scoffed at you made a small tear appear in your left eye. Was he really just shoving your feelings away that easily? “Do you even still love me?” you whispered into his chest, not daring to look up at the man out of pure embarrassment. You felt his hands on your face suddenly, they felt hungry as he passed them through your hair, gripping onto a large chunk right at the back.

“Of course I do!” he growled at you, only making your knees feel weak, you instantly melted into him, your hands wrapping around his waist before he pressed your lips against his. There was nothing soft about the way he kissed you, it was desperate and hungry and it was everything you had been needing for a while now. “There is no one else, never will be!” he promised, his lips still pressed against yours. You allowed a small sigh of relief to pass before your lips were interlocked with yours again. Finally you felt like his queen again.

[jaylixjun]

last kiss pt.2

this is part two of the song fic “last kiss” ! it’s down below if you want to read it !!

https://winchester-fredweasleysgf.tumblr.com/post/650322643337232384/last-kiss

fred weasley x reader

angst

fred stood outside of his flat after he closed the door. he looked in front of him shocked.

did he just do that ?

he was able to hear her sobs from the open window, her trying to catch her breath and mumbling things to herself .

yes, he did that.

he finally felt the tears fall and stream down his face, he contemplated in going back but couldn’t.

he gripped his little messenger bag filled with two outfit changes and toiletries with one hand.with his free one, he wiped his tears with his sleeve, he couldn’t look back and her sobs sounded louder and louder to him.

he picked up his feet,feeling heavy like if he was wearing concrete shoes as he walked to george’s flat a few blocks away, tears falling down.

a few moments earlier….

fred had gotten home a few hours later than he intended.

12:30am read the clock

he had been working since early morning and felt exhausted, this wasn’t the first time this happened, the shop kept getting busier and busier by the minute.

fred got in his flat quietly trying not to wake y/n.

“freddie ? is that you ?” he heard from upstairs

“huh yeah it’s me” he mumbled as he saw her come down the stairs in her cute hedgehog pajamas and fox slippers

“hello love, how was work today ? i’m assuming fun ?” she said sarcastically smiling as she pointed at his tired face and tried to go in for a kiss

“it was fine , im gonna go take a shower” he said dodging it and walking up the stairs .

she would be lying if she said that didn’t sting, but she brushed it off , he probably did have a hard day.

“uh o-okay , i’ll make you some tea”

she wasn’t sure if he even heard.

-

20 minutes later, she heard footsteps coming down the stairs, she was confused when he wasn’t in his pajamas .

“you sure you’ll sleep comfortable in that ?” she giggled grabbing his favorite mug and pouring the hot water into the mug along with a tea bag .

“where are you thinking of going at this hour freddie?” she asked turning around to get fred some biscuits

“george’s”

“how come?” she asked confused “are you two going to work on something new?” she asked again, putting the biscuits beside him and sitting down.

“no” he said

“then ?”

“we should break up” he said suddenly pushing away the tea and cookies .

“wait what ?”

“please don’t make me repeat it”

“but why ?!” y/n asked feeling her throat closing and tears breaming her eyes

“is this one of your pranks?” she said trying to blink the tears away smiling

“no, it’s not, i’m sorry” he said standing up

“wait wait hold up, i’m so confused what happened ? aren’t we going to talk about it? freddie? what’s wrong?” she said standing up too , all he did was walk towards the closet and got his messenger bag .

y/n went after him and held his hand.

“freddie, are you serious ? what happened? why are we breaking up, what did i do? did i do something? why are you leaving??” she said, couldn’t keep away the tears, she felt everything coming apart, she cried a little bit more when he pulled away his hand and adjusted his bag.

“im sorry y/n”

“this is how you’re gonna leave me? you’re not even gonna tell me why? you’re better than this!! please fred, don’t leave, tell me what happened !”

“i’ll be looking for a new flat soon,i’m going to stay with george for a bit,i will be coming for my stuff tomorrow”

“please freddie, i love you, can’t we talk for like at least five minutes??!”she said frantically

“goodbye y/n” fred said walking towards the door

“please please don’t! don’t l-leave me like this, i can’t just please don’t” she said sobbing and choking on her words.

he just opened the door and left.

she couldn’t believe it.

they were fine that morning before he left to work

-

that morning…

fred and y/n we’re sleeping peacefully, his arms around her , his face nuzzled in her neck, he held her like if she was his teddy bear.

beep beep beep beep !!

he heard the first time the alarm went off, he really had to be early that day, he had been waking up at night due to him being on the look out making sure he didn’t over sleep.

he reached over and turned it off groaning, y/n shifted feeling fred move and eventually waking up right away.

“fred ?” she said groggy from sleep and barely waking up

“shh it’s okay darling, i’m just going to go get ready for work, you can go back to sleep”

“hmm noo i’ll get up too”

“love it’s okay” he said giggling at her bed head, still thinking she was beautiful”go back to sleep” he kissed her forehead.

when fred went to go change, y/n got up stretching her limbs and getting her slippers.

“what are you doing up?” he asked smiling up at her

“well, since you’re rushing to go to work and probably won’t have time to get breakfast right now, i know you’re not going to eat until later sooo i though why not make you something !” she said blowing at kiss his way and running down to the kitchen before he got to protest,making him shake his head and laughing quietly to himself while he buttoned the last of his buttons in his shirt.

-

he went down after he had done everything to get ready for work, hearing y/n wash the dishes downstairs.

“hey darling”

“hey freddie”

“why are you washing by hand, we have magic you know?”

“yeah but its okay to do it like this once in a-hey !”she said as fred casted a spell for them to clean themselves

“you’re welcome” he said with a smirk

“whatever” she rolled her eyes

“anywayss , i made you a quick omelette, i know you have to go and i didn’t have enough time to make you something else but you need to eat something”

“it’s perfect y/n/n , thank you, i’ll eat it fast over there”

“here i made george one too, he’s probably rushing just as much as you are”y/n said handing him a container with his breakfast

“thank you, i’m sure he’ll appreciate it”he said kissing her nose making her blush

“oops i have to go love” he said going over for his jacket

“alright, be safe okay ?” she said walking towards him

“i always am” he said smirking

“hmm yeah okay” she said while he placed his hands on her face and held her delicately, stroking his thumb across her cheekbone looking into her eyes.

“i love you” they said at the same time, making fred smile and y/n blush, they leaned in, giving each other a sweet kiss, making them melt inside.

“alright lover boy, you’re gonna be late for work” y/n said , her cheeks tinted pink after their kiss

“only because you say so” he said kissing her hairline before going over to the counter and grabbing his and george’s breakfast.

“i love youuu !!!” he said running out the door turning around to look at her

“i love you most” she said waving at him before he left.

…never thought that would be their last kiss.

-

what went wrong ? y/n didn’t know nor have any sort of clue what.

an hour later of her crying in the living room, she got up and grabbed her suitcases.

she went up to their room and packed all of her belongings.

she grabbed her wand by the nightstand trying to get out of the house as fast as she could.

she got a hold of her suitcases,knowing she forgot a thing or two but didn’t really care, and aparated to hermione’s and ron’s front step, she almost went to ginny but she knew she would tear fred a new one no matter what time it was.

ron and hermione were pissed at fred when they found out, they let her stay the night there before she went to look for an apartment in the morning.

-

when fred told george about what happened, george was screaming and cussing him out, calling him an idiot almost telling him to get out, but he couldn’t and although fred didn’t cry and acted tough, george could see he was hurting.

the next morning when fred went to go pick up his things,he knew something felt off. when he entered the house it felt empty, not that he expected it to be filled with love though, it was too quiet, he slowly went upstairs to their bedroom and saw the closet door open but no y/n, he saw all of her things were gone and knew she moved out instead. he sat in the bed and let his tears fall.

within two days of them breaking up, all the weasley’s had already found out, all of them upset with fred for leaving her with no explanation, he felt embarrassed to tell them why.

george visited y/n in her new flat for the whole week of her living there. when he went back one day and saw the “for rent” sign back up, he went up and knocked on the door frantically until one of the person living there told him that a young lady had moved out that morning.

he quickly went over to fred’s house and screamed at him. he cried that his best friend was gone and didn’t know where she went. he didn’t talk to fred for about a week.

-that was months ago .

fred knew george had been hanging out with y/n and that so had ginny,ron,hermione and harry. he never said anything or ask about her because he knew he had no place in doing that.

he would be lying if he said he didn’t miss her. some days, he would be grumpy and other days he would lock himself in his room crying softly over her. he thought no one noticed, but of course his twin always knew.

over the months, he had less and less of an idea on why he broke up with her,he kept saying he did the right thing but then he would always doubt himself. he had pushed his feelings about this for a while saying he didn’t deserve to be sad about this situation, so now it was hitting him a bit harder. he wondered how she was and if she met someone new or anything, but didn’t have the guts to ask george or anyone. he always acted like if he was unbothered. he really wanted to see her again and hold her, tell her how sorry she was and that he was an ass for leaving her with no explanation.

george was able to see how sorry he felt for himself and seen his spark slowly fade. george himself also missed having y/n a walking distance, although he could always aparate to her house, it was different, they used to see each other almost everyday .

fred wished she could just come back, until one day she did .

-

fred woke up with a headache, and like the last few months, there was no y/n next to him sleeping.

he groaned getting up rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. he looked over to where y/n used to sleep. he wasn’t able to move out from that house. he had left everything how y/n had left it. he stared over the same spot for a few more seconds before he caught on. he cleared his throat and got up to get ready for his day.

he adjusted his tie while looking at himself and his messy hair that he had let grow like he had in his sixth year. still managing to pull it off .

he went downstairs and ate his breakfast before he aparated to work.

“hey mate, it’s your day off ! what are you doing here?” george asked when he saw fred aparate infront of him, not admitting it lowkey scared him a bit.

“yeah i know, i just didn’t have anything to do”

“um welllll” george thought while scratching his eyebrow “you can restock those things over there and put away those boxes” he said pointing to the objects.

“ok” fred said bluntly.

george knew it was one of those days so he let him be.

“alright man, later you want to go pick up some lunch or something”

“uh yeah sure”

“brilliant !”

-

more stocking up later and running around the store, 12 o’clock hit.

“alrightttt dear old brother of mine!!what shall we go eat for lunch today!!” fred heard george loudly say as he entered the room he was in

“huh?”

“where do you want to go eat?”

“dunno, anywhere really, doesn’t matter”

“oh cmon not a place in mind? huh? leaky cauldron maybe?”

fred got up and adjusted his work jacket/blazer

“not really”

“alright then, move your bloody arse and let’s see where we shall go!!” he said pushing fred out the door.

-

the twins had been walking around diagon ally for a while now deciding where to go.

“cmon freddie, just pick a place”

“we should just go back to work, i’m not that hungry anyways”fred said turning around and tried to make his way over to the joke shop leaving george behind.

george had tried to go after fred, he was able to see him a few feet away and was about to run to catch up with him when he accidentally bumped into someone.

“…and can we go try those cauldron cake you like so mu-woooa !!!”

“i am so sorry ma’am i apologize !”

“marianne are you okay?!”

“georgie ???” y/n exclaimed

“y/nn ??!!”george said while pulling her into big hug .

“you two know each other?” marianne asked

“yes ! he’s my best friend”

“i’m george weasley, i’m so sorry again”

“i’m marianne y/l/n, y/n’s cousin and it’s all good don’t worry” she said as they shook hands and both let out some “nice to meet you’s”

“what are you doing back here ?!!decide to come and visit me ??” george smirked.

“no you big bloke” y/n jokingly said, “our cousin is having a baby and we came over for her baby shower, and you? where you rushing off to?”

“well uhh” george tried to come up with an excuse but his eyes widened when he saw him already staring at them with his mouth open,shocked.

-

a few moments earlier with fred ..

he had tried to make his way to their shop, he felt bad for just leaving george there, he didn’t feel hungry and just wanted to go back to work to distract himself before he went back home and go back to feeling sorry for himself.

he knew george was trying to catch up to him, he wasn’t far behind and he hadn’t walked far enough due to the tons of people around, he knew he had crashed into someone because he heard him apologize.

“marianne are you okay?!” he heard someone exclaim

that voice he instantly recognized.

that same voice made him stop dead in his tracks.

he couldn’t believe his ears and just thought he was imagining it.

until he heard it again.

“georgie ???”

“y/n ??!!” he heard george say, confirming his suspicions of y/n being a few yards away from him

he slowly turned around and saw her, her back was facing him but he still managed to gasp as he let himself acknowledge he wasn’t dreaming.

he felt his feet moving quite slowly but surely making his way over to them, his eyes welling up, he hadn’t seen her in months, which had felt like an eternity to him. he had blocked out everyone and every noice, it’s like his feet kept moving on his own til he finally stopped , less than ten feet away.

he saw george look up and his eyes widened when he saw fred, which made him snap out of it a bit.

y/n and marianne saw george looking behind him with a distressed face which made them turn around.

y/n saw what george was looking at

both fred’s and y/n’s eyes connected, making her let out a loud gasp

she saw his face in person after a while, she couldn’t believe it. he had let his hair grow out, it was messy but it still looked good on him.

he saw that she had changed her hair too, she had gotten a haircut, but her eyes looked sad, she had under eye circles that were still visible even when covering up with concealer and saw her face go a bit pale when she saw him.

marianne right away knew what was going on, she knew that was fred, y/n’s ex, and knew the person that bumped into her was the same george y/n has been hanging out with.

she saw y/n’s eyes start to well up, she turned to look at george and he just gave her a “shit” look, she right away gave fred a dirty look.

“y/n…” fred whispered as he took a few steps forward

y/n had never turned around that fast in her life, she felt dizzy, she didn’t know if it was because of what was happening or because she turned so fast, maybe both.

“we have to go, i’ll see you later okay george ??” she said desperately

“y/n” fred said a bit louder while he tried to walk closer to her but marianne stopped him.

“y/n” he said firmly, almost begging, he knew she had heard him but just ignored it, which hurt him but understood.

“i’m so so-“fred desperately tried to apologize but didn’t get to say it

“bye georgie” y/n said while quickly taking out her wand and apparating away .

he didn’t miss to see the tears already escaping her eyes before she left.

“no! is-is she-“ fred tried to ask

“no! you do not get to ask anything about her !” marianne loudly said, making a few heads turn around to where they were standing.

“but-“

“but nothing!”she told fred, with a nasty look on her face.

“i’ll go check up on her” she told george, not before she gave fred one last mean look and went after y/n, knowing she went back to her house.

fred dropped his head ,let it hung low and put his hands over his face,feeling a few tears come out.

“cmon fred, let’s go back to the shop” george said patting his back and walking to their destination.

-

Once y/n apparated back to her house,she dropped her purse on her bedroom floor and cuddled herself on her bed crying,just letting her tears drown her while sobbing.

a few minutes later, she heard her cousin get home.

“y/n/n ?, are you in here?”

she didn’t get any respond but her sobs let her know she was in there.

“oh honey come here” marianne said approaching her, sitting next to her while y/n was crying her eyes out.

“shh shh it’s okay let it out”marianne consoled her,stroking her hair.

“i can’t see him again marianne,i tried to move on i really did and now he appears i can’t ! what-what if he finds out where i am and-and i can’t go through that i can’t !!!”y/n rambled sobbing.

“honey it will be okay”

y/n cried, trying to get some words out,not knowing what to say.

“it’s okay,i’m here for you”

y/n just nodded and stayed there for a few minutes.

“i’m so sorry mari”

“hey,it’s okay y/n/n, you don’t have to apologize”

she just sniffled.

“you want to go take a bath? get refreshed and maybe we can watch a movie and i can go get some snacks, maybe your favorite ice cream?”

“o-okay” she replied while wiping her tears, standing up from her bed.

“here i’ll go get you a glass of water, be right back”

while marianne went for her water, y/n took out her pajamas,undergarments,towels and her fox slippers.

“here you go”marianne came in handing her the cup.

“i’ll be downstairs, howl if you need anything” she chuckled

“thank you”

once marianne left the room, y/n undressed herself, wrapping the towel around her and took her things to her bathroom.

she turned on the water and let it fill up a bit. while it was filling up, y/n stared at herself in the mirror, her puffy red eyes burning up as she started to create some more tears.

she finally let go of her towel and stepped into the warm water.

-

meanwhile at the joke shop. . .

fred and george entered their store, george flipping their “open” sign over to “closed”

fred was making his way upstairs when george stopped him.

“where do you think you’re going?”

“upstairs” fred said quietly

“no you’re not,you’re going to come talk to me”

“georg-“

“no fred, you need to let me know what happened when you two broke up, why did you do it fred? you won’t even tell me!”

“george,i don’t know”

“what do you mean you don’t know! you just can’t do that! i mean cmon ! you left her with no explanation and when she’s doing better you just come barging in !”

“i’m sorry” fred said while he just let his tears escape

“i’m not the one you should be apologizing to, you’re my brother and i love you, but you can be an idiot sometimes, i understand you’re hurting and your feelings are valid, but what you did was not okay, i still can’t understand why you did what you did, it hurt her a lot freddie, whenever i would go see her, she would always ask about you and how you’re doing, she still loves you,and very much.”

“i miss her george, i miss her a lot” he choked out

“i know you do mate”

“i need to see her, georgie please tell me where she is, i need to make things right again”

“fred..i-“

“please george i’m begging you”fred exclaimed, crying a bit harder

“look fred, i’m not sure if she would be comfortable with that”

“please george,please ! i’ll leave her alone if that’s what she wants me to do! i need to at least try !”

george looked at how desperate he looked, he looked completely in shambles, both of his best friends were hurting right now, he too wished it went back to how it was, he knew it was definitely not going to be that easy.

george took one more look at fred and sighed.

“okay,fine alright”

fred felt like he could collapse right there, he was finally going to go talk to her and try to make things right after 5 long months.

“can we go right now?”

“right now? fred are you sure you’re ready? and don’t you think she needs some space right now?”

“i have to george!”

“okay okay, just hold on, let me go lock up” george said getting up”i won’t take long”

fred sighed and sat down with his hands over his face.

-

after what felt like an eternity later, george came back up.

george saw how fred was bouncing his leg up and down and how fast he stood up when he saw him come in.

“what took you so long!”

“woah, it’s not that easy mate, you’ve been working here as long as i have”

“sorry, can we please go now?”

“are you sure fred? i mea-“

“yes! just please take me to her”

“alright”

-

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Chapter 3: The Fall

Genre: Dark!au, Thriller-ish, Fantasy!au

Warnings: Some cursing, mentions of bodily mutation?, mention of weapons/blood/demons

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Word Count: 3.5k

Note: Okay I am becoming so excited for this story to continue, but I can only hope I am portraying all of the coolness of the idea through my writing ugh the struggle. Is this even a good story oof im unsure. Regardless, hope whoever is reads this enjoys as more should be coming soon! It’s gonna get good ;) Thx for reading and u have a great day <3

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It was at this moment I deemed that time felt as if it was stagnating. The rushing mid-afternoon air was whipping my hair around wildly and hurrying so quickly past my ears during my descent that the only noise I could recognize was a loud whistling and something rumbling faintly below me. I pondered on my possible end, but somehow I wasn’t afraid or screaming. No, in this moment of free fall where all I had to hold onto was faith and inevitability of time between myself and the ground I felt free, serene, alive even.

I felt my lips turning upwards in a small, genuine smile as I let out laughter that bubbled up deep from within my chest. I curled my limbs inward and felt almost childlike in my blissful glee. I kept my eyes closed and focused on feeling every second I had before the ending of this journey came. I counted down the seconds and my face turned further to the sky the higher the numbers would go until suddenly the impact came.

I fell limply down, the impact rough as a dull oof left my lips. Suddenly I realized what predicament I had found myself as I definitely didn’t just land on the hard concrete ground of the alleyway that was below the window I had just launched myself out of. I peeled my tightly shut eyes open one by one letting the bright, afternoon sun blind me for a moment before regaining my sight. As I did, however, I suddenly found myself laughing again.

I was staring into the eyes (or, well, where I thought his eyes were) of a man. A man covered in a black mirrored visor helmet, wearing all sleek, black leather, sitting on top of an equally as black motorcycle. I found myself giggling gleefully as I pressed my hands harshly against this man’s firm chest, laughing at how I marvelously wasn’t dead and also had just been randomly caught by a mysterious stranger (haha I know cheesy right). Because this seemed to be the least surprising thing I had encountered recently, I found myself bubbling out more laughter amidst a few gracious “thank you”s even as the man’s sturdy arms found my hips to lift me off of his obviously expensive bike. He plopped me unceremoniously down on my feet beside him, my back to the building I was in only moments before. 

My laughter slowly died down as I really took the situation in, but a silly smile still graced my features. I am sure now, I looked wild with my hair all over the place, my face covered in sweat and grime, and laughter bubbling out of my chest after falling out of a window. As I allowed myself to take in the man’s appearance properly, not sitting on his lap, I noticed that his build seemed familiar, like someone I had maybe seen in passing, but didn’t decide to ask many questions considering the circumstance. I found myself silent, unable to come up with much to say about the ridiculous situation I had ended up in. Thankfully, I wouldn’t have much chance to say anything before the man made a move to break the awkward tension. 

His large, slender, black leather glove clad hands slowly moved up to remove his helmet. I watched, enraptured at the way this other human was moving before me, as slowly the tan skin of his neck was revealed dawned with silver chains of some kind of series of necklaces tucked into his leather coat. Then, a light blond ponytail could be seen, tied at the base of his neck with some kind of thick, beaded black cord. Soon enough he was shaking his head free of the sticky sweat clad hairs on his forehead before furrowing his brows deeply and looking right into my shock stricken eyes. 

“Do you always get this much of a kick out of jumping out of windows, lady?” He spoke with a voice like honey. Deeper than I had imagined and angrier than I anticipated. I raked my eyes swiftly over him, taking in his honey skin, piercing eyes, and defined features. This man’s appearance was striking in many ways, but I couldn’t help myself from becoming dumbstruck by my own sudden realization. The man who had just saved my life was none other than the blade flipping man at the diner. The same made who had given me the dagger that started this whole ridiculous adventure. I staggered backwards suddenly, both physically and mentally stricken by this revelation. “Well? What’s wrong with your face??” He said, obviously waiting for some kind of response by the angry look dawning on his features and the grating tone of his voice. Man, this guy never looks happy huh?

Before I could come up with something to say from the thousands of thoughts racing through my head as my heart pounded dully in my chest I heard a sudden noise from overhead. The strange man and I turned our chins towards the sky and took in the scene unfolding from the window I had just been persuaded to jump out of. 

Seungmin was there, sweat dripping off of his forehead in beads, his arms littered in cuts and his clothing ripped and covered in red. The creature, now in a much less man-like form, was in front of him, facing away from the glass-void window at it’s back as it tried to pry itself free from his grip. Seungmin’s face contorted into a snarl as he drove the eerily similar to my own dagger into the monsters chest, forcefully tearing it towards the creature’s face, ripping a deep, black hole through the tough, burnt skin and dispersing the inky black blood of the creature all over his sweaty, heaving features. Before the ash began to eat the creature away, however, it got one final move in by reaching forward to grab Seungmin by the collar of his now stained and torn grey sweater, ripping him forward and out of the window, dooming him to fall as I had before, but this time without someone ready to catch him. 

I heard myself scream as I watched them fall. The monster turned to ash quickly during the descent, turning the air into a scene of grey and red specks floating around mixing with the array of glittering broken glass surrounding Seungmin’s bleeding, falling form as if taunting him one final time before his inevitable doom. Just as my scream was dying down I saw a sudden, swift movement from the man beside me. Faster than I could comprehend he had abandoned the bike on it’s side, the sound of the metal scraping against the concrete loud in the otherwise quiet alleyway. His footsteps pounded against the ground in a strong, graceful way before reaching the wall of the building on the far side of the alleyway. He leaped into the air extraordinarily high and began scaling the wall at an inhuman speed that seemed meticulous and practiced. He made his way a few feet up, stopping briefly to calculate, before turning 180 degrees and launching himself backwards, nimbly grasping his strong arms around Seungmin’s lower waist as Seungmin swiftly forced himself stiff and they tumbled down to the ground together. I felt as if I was watching in slow motion as I took in each detail sharply. Their impact was nearly silent in a way that had me gasping for air as they rolled together in an almost playful, dancing course of action and landed safely on their feet, seemingly unharmed from the fall, holding each other’s forearms tightly. 

“Hyunjin!” Seungmin gasped out excitedly, while removing himself from the other man’s embrace to run his eyes over his disheveled appearance. “I didn’t think Chan-hyung would send you of all people!” He said, increasing the volume of his voice with each excited word. “You look like shit.” He finished, matter-of-factually while laughing and tugging on the man’s blonde locks harshly. 

“Good to see you too and you don’t look much better right now, reckless one.” The man, Hyunjin?, grunted out harshly, the pleasant look on his face betraying his harsh tone. 

My mind was racing between the events that had just unfolded from the mysterious man’s actions, to catching my fall and the fight I had endured, to Seungmin’s brutal slaying of his own literal demon. I realized I wasn’t breathing when I was broken out of my stoic stance by the sound of my name being yelled as footsteps grew nearer. 

“Y/n!” My eye’s subtle haze of thoughtfulness melted away allowing me to see Seungmin rushing over towards me with an expression of relief on his face. I felt my brows furrowing and my nose scrunching up at his disgruntled appearance. I tried to form a question out of the many ones wandering through my mind as he grew nearer, but found myself only forming new ones as I took in the blood dripping from his sleeves, unable to tell who it belonged to. I decided to simply keep my mouth tightly shut for fear of the answers I may receive if I did start asking more questions. Seungmin grabbed the sides of my face to twist and turn my body, checking me for any severe injuries. Once he deemed I was okay enough to step away from he turned back to the man, now brushing his clothes off a couple of feet away. They each muttered some words that I was too lost in thought to comprehend. Seungmin then turned back to me with a strict expression I hadn’t seen since we were kids and I had spilled red nail polish all over my mother’s favorite white rug. 

“I know you must have a lot of questions right now, but now isn’t the time for answers. This man is my friend, Hyunjin. He is gonna take you somewhere safe for now okay? I need you to stay by his side and listen to what he tells you to do. I have to stay here, there’s something I have been assigned to do, but I will come find you soon.” He spoke softly, but sternly, in a way that had me holding on to each word. I nodded my head slowly, albeit slightly hesitantly, and he bit back a small smile of relief at my compliance. He grasped the sides of my face softly before planting a quick, loving kiss to my sweaty forehead. The man, now known as Hyunjin, made an overly dramatic noise of disgust from behind Seungmin’s back and I couldn’t help the bubble of laughter that fell from my lips. I gave Seungmin a brief hug before looking him over and telling him to stay safe and to find me soon. He smiled softly and nodded before pushing me towards the stranger and running off towards the building he had come out of before. 

I sighed and bit my lip, wringing my hands in nervousness before turning my eyes back to the man. The once soft expression he wore around his friend had slipped from his features and was replaced with lips down-turned and one sly eyebrow raised at my puny, fear-riddled form. He sighed and gave me a once over as he walked slowly over to his side-lying bike before bending over and grunting softly while he straightened it up and assessed the damages. My eyes stayed trained on his every move, whether out of curiosity or distrust I couldn’t determine. 

“I’m sure you’re just dying to ask questions, but I’m not willing to answer any. I am just here to ensure you don’t die before everything unfolds. Now,” He said coolly, swinging his leg nimbly over the bike and grabbing his helmet before turning his head to look at me insensibly, “rules are simple. Shut up, hold on, and listen to what I tell you to do no matter what.” He quickly ducked his head to put the helmet on before turning his now covered eyes back in my direction and nodding his head in a manner I could only interpret as “are you coming or what?”

I shook my head softly, anger slowly coursing through my veins as my previously curious thoughts became clouded with how much of a prick this guy seemed to be. I wanted to ask what he meant by “before everything unfolds,” but realized I probably wouldn’t receive an answer anyways so I quickly bounded over to the bike instead. Hopping on I loosely slid my hands around his sides to form some kind of grip for myself and just as I began to question the legality and safety of getting onto such a dangerous machine with an obviously dangerous man I heard his voice speak loudly over the rumbling of the engine. “You’re gonna want to hold on a little tighter than that, little one.” 

Just as proclaims of needing a helmet of some kind for myself started to leave my lips, his feet lifted off of the ground and the large wheels of the motorcycle began to spin before the vehicle was in motion, much faster than I would have liked to have started out if I am honest. A yelp left my lips as we sped out of the alleyway and I felt my arms unconsciously grip the man’s firm, sturdy waist much tighter as I pressed my cheek to the cool leather covering his back.

My hair whipped around wildly in the wind, making me wish I had tied it up in some way. My eyes were pressed closed tightly from fear as the whistling of rushing air was once again the only thing filling my ears. I tried to make out where we could be headed through the different twists and turns of the ride, but the pure speed at which we were going jumbled my thoughts and left me feeling confused and scared. After one particularly hard turn my grip became stronger as I felt a noise unconsciously slip through my lips. I then felt more than heard the deep chuckle that shook Hyunjin’s shoulders against my now rosy cheek pressed firmly to his shoulder. 

As my thoughts took over and I lost the sense of time around me I suddenly noticed the bright orange hues of the afternoon sun were no longer piercing through my closed eyelids, but instead we were now somewhere dark and enclosed by the sound of the rumbling roar of the engine bouncing off of what seemed to be tunnel walls. Bright, fluorescent white light flashed behind my eyelids periodically leaving me scrunching my eyes closed tighter as the bike began to pick up more speed. I tasted metal and I felt blood begin to pool in my mouth from how hard I had been biting into my lip out of fear and cautious curiosity.

I was quickly drawn from thought as I heard a strange noise and felt Hyunjin’s body move sharply under my arms before the bike was suddenly turning 90 degrees and sliding nearly parallel to the ground. I opened my eyes sharply with a gasp as it seemed like the world had slowed down briefly and took notice of the fact that we were now moving sideways under a large gate with a barely tall enough gap left at the bottom as it was lowering to latch into the ground. The gate, a dark black metal painted with red detailed and embellished with an intricate blood red ‘S,’ that had me gasping for air and quickly ripping my face away from Hyunjin’s jacket to look around frantically at my new surroundings in a panic. My grip became looser as I took in the simple, but elegant look of this white and gold tunnel before the end of the tunnel ahead became bright, blurring my vision. Hyunjin leaned forward jarringly, gaining more speed forcing me to follow suit. 

The bike then slowed suddenly causing my body to lurch forwards as a loud yelp left my lips. I could now hear Hyunjin’s cacophony of laughter as he slowed the bike to a subtle roll before turning it off and hopping off quickly. I waited for a gentlemanly hand of help to get down from the large bike, but soon realized I was being rudely denied of that. Sighing loudly I watched as Hyunjin’s form slowly slinked away towards two large doors attached to a large white stone building I had somehow not noticed until now. 

Quickly after I unceremoniously made my way clumsily off of the tall bike a seemingly young man in all black with a small, sweet smile came rushing up to take the bike away for Hyunjin. He held his white glove clad hand up in greeting before slowly rolling Hyunjin’s bike back the way we had come to a place I wasn’t sure of. I then rushed to catch up to Hyunjin’s retreating form hoping to not get lost around this odd hideout in a part of the city I had never seen before. Once we were within range of the doors, however, I found my pace slowing as I took in their ornate beauty. 

Two large, black doors covered in ornate gold paintings of leaves and other intricacies stood intimidatingly in front of me. The building itself was large and seemingly very old. Upon closer inspection the white stone appeared to be a lightened grey due to years of standing tall in the sun and the intricate details around the windows and seals of each floor held deep cracks from ages of weathering. My neck ached trying to look upwards to see the tall roof above me and my chest felt full at the strange aura this whole place gave off. My instincts were blazing with alarm. Regardless of the intimidating look of the thick, cold stone and black metallic detailing of the building, the atmosphere somehow felt calm, safe even. Something about this place felt powerful, but passive. My pace slowed to a stop a couple of feet behind Hyunjin as we approached the doors. He casually walked forwards towards them before muttering a few words I didn’t quite catch before turning back around to face me with a small, sly smirk on his face. 

Clicks and creaks could be heard before the doors began to crack open allowing my curiosity to peak as I waited anxiously to see what would be inside. As the doors fully opened I gasped taking in the sight of the intricate and modern place. It seemed as though each hallway led to entirely different areas. An entire operation of sorts could be run here, a functioning company of people all working under one strange roof miles away from the bustling, naive city. Although the main ornate entrance area in my sight was empty the sounds of swords clashing and other forms of presumable training could be heard from somewhere deeper in the facility, typing on numerous keyboards sounded from the other direction, and other noises I had yet to figure out were happening in so many directions it made my head spin. 

The whole place was intricate and obviously expensive. My eyes trailed over each detail meticulously, trying to come to some fathomable conclusion about the place, but ending up further intrigued and confused. The interior design of the building was cozy, albeit slightly thrown together, but the color palette of the design seemed to stay consistent throughout all I had seen, blood red. A dark, dull chuckle and a firm hand on the small of my back shocked me out of my still form with a gasp. I hadn’t even noticed the man’s movement in my direction before I was pushed lightly forwards, stumbling into the main room. I whipped my head in Hyunjin’s direction to send a glare his way before sighing and shakily reaching up to brush my hair out of my face. “Where the hell am I right now?” I said as harshly as I could manage through the concern threatening to climb up my chest cavity and choke me.  

“Welcome to Stray Kids base.” He proclaimed with his arms stretched out in a gesture towards the interior of the building. He took a few steps in before doing a small circle only to turn back around and let his arms fall to his sides where he reached into his sleeve and like magic pulled out the blade he had given me starting all of this. I gasped at the sight of it and made a mental note to find a way to ask all of the questions coming to the forefront of my mind later. “Try not to let this out of your sight again, I won’t always be willing to bring it back to you and you’re gonna need it.” He then tossed the blade harshly at me. I caught it without thinking too much about the gesture and let it rest heavy in my sweaty palm.

“Better get used to all of this.. it all starts right here.” He said with a devilish grin, turning on his heel nonchalantly to begin walking down one of the many hallways. The sound of his black leather combat boots padding against the tile flooring pierced through my thoughts dully. I could hear his dark chuckle as my feet began to move of their own accord to follow him. He turned his head so I could only see a shadowed version of his profile before speaking. “So, how about a tour?”

[toaheadcanons]

General reaction time! Again, this will contain HEAVY SPOILERS FOR TALES OF ARCADIA AND RISE OF THE TITANS. SKIP THIS IF IT GOT THROUGH YOUR FILTER.

So, let's begin. Firstly, as beautifully visually executed as the movie was, I think we all could tell the full original team wasn't working on this part of the TOA project. Setting that aside for a moment though. Trust me on this.

I was SHOCKED at the animation quality this time around. TOA has almost always had pristine graphics, and a movie budget took things to a while new level. Well done, TOA animation team!! 🥰🥰🥰

The MagiScience Camelot. Can I live there? Also, do they live there?? It's sort of unclear, did everyone just decide after the end of Wizards to form their own little bubble or???

I'm curious as to whether the time loop could result in a sort of 'duplication glitch' for the Amulet. I'm putting my speculative stuff in yet another post, because WOW that ending gave my lil' brain a lot to work with

There were so many fantastic scenes intermixed with the not-so-great points. The Best Man scene. That whole sequence in which there's some Blaaarghy hinting sandwiched into the scene between the couples comforting each other. I just 🥺 I know there are a few dull points here, but that whole ten minute span is just so on point. I really wish that accuracy to the characterizations carried all the way through.

I really, REALLY need to know how much time passed between Wizards and ROTT. Really really. Like I know the kids were 15-16 at the start of season 1, and 16-17 by the end of season two, but from there time becomes quite nebulous. I'm speaking in age specifically for our human characters here, as we still have no idea about how the Akiridion, Wizard-Immortal and Trollish life cycles actually work. Like I get that now they're later teens to early adults in age, but considering some of the err, plot choices, I think it's important to know?

I'd love a series, a comic, hell a set of shorts even, where Steve gets some main character time. I really wasn't a fan of him being sidelined the whole time. Give me my Creepslayerz please, Mr. Netflix.

I've started to look at this less like a movie and more like Predacons Rising, a made-for-TV movie/special finale episode. Except, knowing DreamWorks, we also may be seeing the beginnig iteration of another "[name here] of Berk" style of different series, set in different points in time. ESPECIALLY with that ending.

Speaking of, I know a lot of folks were quite upset with the end. I was too for a while, but those braincells just keep on bouncing around, and I have an inkling that however they decide to show us the potential/alternate timeliness, we'll see them somehow.

I'm actually quite excited about the idea of Trollhunter!Toby. From the beginning, I always thought he'd turn out to unknowingly be half-Troll or a changeling or something. Boy has a natural inclination for stones and crystals, the teeth issues, his stature and body-shape, hell, he seems at home in the scenes in Trollmarket throughout the series.

Please, Mr. Netflix, show us what his armor looks like? 👉👈🥺

Okay, picking back up on this not being the original creative team. There were some significant missed opportunities here, not only to draw on previous character development [Steve is a knight, Toby could have used his hammer instead of the glowing sticky-magic, etc.] but also to draw on ideas from The Book that would have gone REALLY well here! Lol and here I was hoping for the "what counts as a bridge" scene. 🤡

For those who don't know, Trollhunters in its original form is a book that reads much like a movie. It features a much different Jim, a much different many characters in fact. There were actually a few references I did catch! If you haven't had a chance to read it and you'd like a palate cleanser, READ IT. Oh it's so good I so wish more people read the book-

Aaaaanyway, back to the topic. The reason I'm looking at this more like a special than a movie is because is feels like it should have been a special. Or a miniseries even, like Wizards. This was a bit much to pack into a <2h timeframe.

BUT, I also feel like they could have waited to spring a plot like this on us until they had a concrete "next steps" plan. If they had, say, separated the beginning of the loop from the film, and used it as the beginning of a Trollhunter!Toby [Insert media type here] teaser/trailer, I have a feeling I'd be more happy with it. Also, why replace Anton's voicework for the audition speech? That I am truly upset with. The loop itself is actually quite intriguing, though.

All in all, I'm honestly pretty satisfied with the film. It was brutal, don't get me wrong, and for future reference I'd like to know how much it cost Netflix to get it a Y7 rating. That said, the parts that were done well were done VERY well. Im interested to see, when the series crops back up, what the true plan is moving forward, but until then my name is my bond. I make TOA headcanons, and that's exactly what I'm going to do. Thank you all for getting on this roller coaster, it was one hell of a ride and I hope we get to do it again soon 😁