#im gonna change all the feathers to look like the bottom left one

[the-chattering-tower]

Alright enjoy this mess of patterns before I axe it bc I realised that making all the feathers different would look Way too busy on the final size

(Skull markings are staying tho, it might kill me if ppl ask for more recolours but I really wanna do different markings for every variant to make them unique)

Also I refuse to change the v unprofessional file name even if I end up doing more pride recolours upon request

[rexydusk420]

Daddy's little "Monster" Part 2/?

(Tw: Mentions of bad past, gore, weapon)

(Kaida's POV)

        Papa Raihan and I were in a new Place called Wyndon, buying me comfy clothes. I saw a cosy bow and ran towards it. "Kaida, you find something you like?" Makua asked, to which i nodded, showing him the bow. "Awe! it's your colour too dear" he said, lifting me up onto his shoulders as we went to check out. The workers knew i was a hybrid and made me feel as comfortable as i could be. After Papa payed and left the mall, he let me off his shoulders and I held his hand. "Wanna get changed into your new clothes? or do you want to meet my friends?" He asked, kneeling to my level. "C-change" I said, snuggling into his arms. He chuckled and took me to his stadium.

(Raihan's POV)

        I walked with Kaida back to the stadium to get dressed up in the new clothes i bought with them. "Makua, Who are your friends? Are they mean, or kind?" Their shy voice asked, a bit of worry in their voice. "Kaida, they're really sweet, some of them can be quiet but otherwise they will adore you" I replied, now opening the stadium's doors. "Go get dressed hon, you can keep the hoodie." I said, letting their hand go. After five minutes, they returned wearing the bow around their neck, a white sweatshirt, my hoodie, light blue jeans, black socks, and white tennis shoes. "I'm back, Makua" They exclaimed, hugging my leg. I was texting the gym leaders to meet in Turffield stadium along with leon, my dad Ryuko, Avery and Klara, hop, victor, and gloria when i looked down and saw their adorable face. "My friends will absolutely adore you, you are way too cute" I said, holding them in my arms(Note: Kaida's short for an Eleven year old). "Yay! Where are we gonna see them?" They asked, looking into my eyes. "Turffield, it's not far in flying taxi, i already called one" i said, ruffling their hair. "W-wheres turffield?" They asked, scared. "Don't worry, its not near your old fathers house, you'll be safe." I replied, now walking towards the flying taxi.

(Kaida's POV)

        Makua and I landed in yet another new place called Turffield, where there was a gym at the bottom of the hill. we both walked down and near the gym, walking in. "Hey guys!" Makua said, waving at the many people. "Awe, that child is just precious!" A man with pink hair and a farm hat said, crouching to meet my level. "Hi cute thing! My name's milo, im the gym leader here"the man said, making me comfortable. "H-hello....m-mr. Milo" I stuttered, letting him touch my feathers(Another note: Kaida lets people they are comfortable with touch her wings, but while one of their wings are in recovery, its mainly the right wing). "Kaida's never much of a talker when meeting new people, wow milo!" makua said, Milo smiling. "well i've rescued an injured articuno before, hence why its Bede's ace for his team" He said, staring at an older man who was dressed in a towel, a soft brown turtleneck, black jeans, and tennis shoes. The man came over, sat on his knees, fluffing my hair. "My name's kabu, child. You're perfect for a cute eleven year old." He said, hugging me. "Careful kabu, they were hurt at their old home...that's how i found them in the wild area" makua said, kabu letting me go. "May I ask how it happened, if it's not too personal is all dear" The male asked, looking into my eyes. "H-his name was Colress, i was born like this from makuahine's makuahine, which means mom's mom, my grandma. She was a hybrid of an articuno like me, and he killed mama in front of me, he stabbed my wing where there are bandages, i ran away after that, that's how makua found me" I said, hugging milo and kabu, who were shocked, along with the others, even makua. "H-he always called me a monster, even though i was born this way..." I added, now crying. "Shhh...Kaida, its ok!" I heard makua say, hugging me tight. "Rai's right, dear. Your perfect in your own way, no one can say otherwise, not even that idiot named Colress, we all know him alright, and he's not fit to be your father, raihan on the other hand, he's an amazing person" someone with a female voice said, sitting on her knees. another male came next to her, sitting on the soft grass. "My mom's right, Rai is a perfect fit for a father, not Colress" The person said, ruffling my hair. "Are you more calm now sweetie?" Papa said, looking into my tear stained eyes. "Mhm..." i nodded my head, now looking at the two new people. "Awe! Raihan shes so adorable!" the female said, snuggling me. "Mom be careful! their wing is injured" her son said, trying to grab me.

(Raihan POV)

        Gordie and Melony were fighting to hold kaida and i was laughing along with Milo. "Gordie! Melony! Stop fighting over them, let them choose who they want to see" Milo exclaimed as Kaida covered their ears. "Thank you. Kaida, choose between ms melony and mr gordie ok?" I said, Kaida looking at the two. "They seem more focused on Gordie, that's just so cute" Kabu said as Kaida crawled to Gordie, staring into his sapphire eyes. "We have the same eyes!" They said, giggling. "We do indeed, Kaida, my name is Gordie." He said, holding Kaida like they are his child. "Gordie they may be a bit drowsy, so if you feel them lay against you, let them, they haven't slept in a while i guarantee" I said, rubbing Kaida's back. "Ok raihan, can we let our ace pokemon out? I wanna see if they have a pokemon, if not, i've seen galarian Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres flying around as of lately, as if they're protecting Kaida" Gordie requested, to which i nodded. Milo's Eldegoss, Nessa's Drednaw, Kabu's Centiskorch, Opal's Alcremie, Bea's Machamp, Allister's Gengar, Melony's Lapras, Gordie's Coalossal, Piers's Obstagoon, my Duraludon, Leon's charizard, Avery's Galarian Slowking, and Klara's slowbro all came out, but no pokemon for Kaida. "Which one does Kaida like Raihan? So i can catch it" Gordie asked, grabbing a master ball. "Kaida? Which of the three birds do you like?" I whispered, they looked at me with a sleepy look. "M-Moltres is nice...B-but zapdos too...I can't decide between those two..."They whispered back, snuggling closer to gordie as they drifted off. "Well they like both moltres and zapdos, i believe i have extra master balls, here, take this one, that way you can get both" I repeated to gordie. He nodded, gently put Kaida in my arms, and walked to the wild area. "I think they're sleeping now." Piers said, sitting in front of me. "Yea, they may need this nap, i haven't seen them sleep since...well, ever!" Hop said. Kaida and hop had a big friendship when growing up was all i knew, he helped her throughout her old life in galar and alola, as he was there researching about different forms of pokemon. "It's been a while since ive seen them all cozy in soft clothes! that bow on their neck is from wooloo wool" He said, sitting next to milo and Piers. "Can i hold Kaida?" Piers asked, to which i nodded and handed them over.

[megalony]

Teacher’s pet- Part 19

Here is the latest part of my dad! Ben Hardy series, I hope you will all like this part I know it’s taken me a few days to get it done. Feedback is always lovely to have.

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Summary: (Y/n) teaches at the school Ben’s boys go to and they soon start a relationship. But they have their ups and downs with the problems Ben faces with his boys and how quickly the relationship progresses.

Enjoy.

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A tired sigh passed through Ben's lips as he slouched further down in the light blue leather chair beside (Y/n)'s bed. After spending the night and most of the morning in the same chair, it had turned from comforting to a very painful chair to sit in for hours on end.

He knew that very soon he was going to have to go to his mum's house and see the boys and take them home for the night but he didn't want to leave (Y/n). He had called his parents early in the morning to let them know that (Y/n) and their girl were okay and being taken care of and to ask if the boys were okay. His mum had said it was fine for the boys to stay for a few nights because she knew Ben needed to be with (Y/n) and the baby right now but Ben said he wanted to have the boys tonight. He didn't want to be away from any of them for too long in case they got unsettled.

When he talked to his mum he said he would be there to get the boys at around four in the afternoon but he doubted he would be there in time anymore. He wanted to talk to (Y/n) before he left and make sure she was okay with being on her own for the night because her parents couldn't come and stay with her tonight. But she hadn't woken up yet.

She had slept through the night due to the painkillers and the exhaustion of everything she had been through and it was understandable. (Y/n) had woken up at around ten in the morning and talked to Ben as much as she felt able but she had fallen right back off to sleep without wanting anything to eat or drink and she hadn't woken since.

Ben was at least relieved that (Y/n) seemed better than she did last night.

The painkillers had been lowered this morning, she had had two blood transfusions late into the night which seemed to have worked and had now finished and she wasn't on any oxygen either since she had mellowed out and stabalised.

With (Y/n) calm and stable, Ben had gone to see their baby girl at around half past ten at night. It surprised him how small she looked yet she didn't look that premature in his eyes. Her hands and feet were formed and there was no sagging skin anywhere on her petite frame. She could open her eyes and her features looked normal instead of shrunken and unfinished.

Doctor Mills had even told Ben that tomorrow they could hold her if they wanted which was a good sign that she wasn't in any immediate danger.

Reaching his hand out, Ben slowly brushed a few loose strands of hair behind (Y/n)'s ear, knowing she didn't like when her hair fell near her eyes. He slowly smoothed the side of his hand against her cheek like a feather brushing against her skin. Smiling to himself at the feeling of her fuzzy peach skin against his hand. Ben liked how peaceful (Y/n) looked right now, it was a much better look than how distressed and sick she had looked last night.

It was tempting to just leave and let (Y/n) rest but Ben didn't want (Y/n) to wake up and wonder where he had gone and be on her own.

Ben slowly moved his hand, trailing his fingers against (Y/n)'s neck and down to her collar bone as he leaned his head to the side, his eyes following the intricate patterns his hand was making.

His fingers tickled against her skin and gently slipped under the pale cream hospital gown (Y/n) was wearing since she hadn't had the energy to change into any clothes Ben had brought with them. But when his hand carefully caressed her chest and danced across her skin, his head ticked to the side and his eyes narrowed a little when he looked at her skin.

His cramped frame sat up straighter in the uncomfortable chair and he hunched forward like he was going to rest his head on his knees but he pushed his upper body closer to (Y/n) instead. His fingers hooked around the edge of the gown she was wearing and he pulled it down so he could look at her chest properly. (Y/n) had pale blue patches of skin on her chest as well as dark red dots that looked like a rash.

A look of contemplation came across Ben's features before he silently reached across and pressed the emergency help button.

"Baby... baby, you gonna wake up for me?"

Ben started to run his fingers across (Y/n)'s cheek and neck to try and prompt her to wake up and look at him, relieved when she finally started to blink. Her tired, rather sore eyes slowly focusing until she was looking up at him and her lips curved into a small exhausted smile.

"Are you going home to the boys now?" (Y/n)'s voice was croaky and quiet since she was still mostly asleep and hadn't used her voice in hours but Ben heard her properly. She knew that he was planning on spending the night at home with the boys and she agreed it was a good idea so they wouldn't be worried or unsettled with Ben being away for so long. To be honest (Y/n) wouldn't mind Ben going now, she didn't want him staying with her if she was only going to be sleeping off the painkillers and the after effects.

It wouldn't be fair for Ben to stay with her if she was only going to be half awake every so many hours. Unless he was staying to be with their girl, (Y/n) would rather him go and stay with the boys and make sure they were okay.

"Um, not just yet baby, the doctors coming to see you." Ben smoothed his fingers through (Y/n)'s hair as his eyes darted from her to the door when doctor Mills walked through.

Doctor Mills looked concerned considering the emergency button had been pressed but he was also apprehensive, he didn't want to come in all guns blazing and worry either (Y/n) or Ben if there was no need. But after the events (Y/n) had gone through yesterday he had been walking on egg shells in case something else happened with her. She was in danger of another haemorrhage, a number of infections, a fever, even a hernea.

"Afternoon (Y/n), is everything okay?" He looked between Ben and (Y/n), unsure which one of them had asked for assistance until he saw the look in Ben's eyes. It was almost like he felt guilty for wanting help or a second opinion on something and he clearly hadn't told (Y/n) whatever was worrying him.

"She has a rash on her chest and it doesn't look normal."

(Y/n)'s tured eyes seemed to wake up a bit more when she comprehended Ben's words. She wanted to sit up and scan her chest to see what he was talking about but she had no energy to move around just yet, nor did she have any energy to take his hand or express her worry. She hadn't had any rash last night when the midwife came back to check her over and make sure she was okay and settled. After her blood tranfusions had finished everyone seemed rather sure that she was on the road to recovery and would be fine.

"Okay. (Y/n), could we move you onto your back so I can examine you please?"

Doctor Mills could see that (Y/n) had very little energy when he moved to stand beside her so he and Ben very carefully helped her turn until she was resting on her back.

It didn't take long for Doctor Mills to examine the red blotches of skin dabbed with distinct patches of blue before Ben watched his expression turn grave. He moved to grab the stethoscope from around his neck and listened to (Y/n)'s heartbeat for a moment before he pressed it under her back to listen to her breathing.

"(Y/n) it looks like you've developed sepsis from catching an infection after labour. I'm going to call a nurse, we'll take some blood and run some tests and you're going to be put straight onto antibiotics."

Ben ran his hand over his face before he reached out and took (Y/n)'s hand in his own. Sepsis was the body's way of reacting badly to an infection, the body started to attack healthy tissue and organs because it was confused and if it wasn't treated quickly it could be fatal. The fact that this was happening in her chest was what was scaring Ben the most because if it got to (Y/n)'s heart they wouldn't stand a good chance of helping her. It had to be treated and sorted out now.

Ben wasn't going home anytime soon.

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Ben didn't know what woke him.

It took him a few moments to try and scan his eyes around the room that was submerged into darkness with only a few streaks of light coming from the few machines in the room and from the gap in the door.

He could feel his body tensing and cramping from the way he had been laid in the uncomfortable chair. Ben was used to sitting in chairs for hours on end when he had to transport prisoners long distances from court to prison or one prison to another. But he was always sat up or slouched for those few hours and sometimes he was even sat in the back of the van with the prisoners. But last night and tonight he had been laid out in the chair with his feet propped up on the end of the bed and it was tensing all his muscles.

His back was bent at odd angles for a few hours each time, his legs were propped up and the edge of the bed was digging into his lower calves. And there was no good position for him to rest his head when he was sleeping but he was glad he could at least manage to sleep right now.

It didn't take too long for Ben to realise what had woken him when he pushed himself to sit up in the chair and pull his feet down from the bed. His eyes set on (Y/n) in the darkness when her hand suddenly reached over but instead of taking his hand like he thought, she hit his arm instead. Her movement was quick and hap-hazard and it was clear she didn't know if she had Ben's attention or not because she kept hitting his arm just to make sure he was waking up.

Ben was quick to turn on the light above the bed so he could see what he was doing and what was wrong with (Y/n) for her to be waking him in the middle of the night. But his eyes widened in their sockets when he took in her state.

(Y/n) was laid on her side facing Ben with her right hand clamped around Ben's lower arm but her other hand was pressed forcefully against her chest. But it was her breathing that was worrying Ben, (Y/n) sounded like she was being strangled, her breaths were like static from a tv and sounded very hard to catch. Her chest wasn't moving properly, it seemed to be expanding and expanding but not exhaling and her body was trembling and jerking like she was being electrocuted.

Ben didn't think twice before pressing the emergency button at his side before he hunched over in his chair, trying to see why (Y/n) couldn't breathe but he couldn't figure it out. His first thought was that she was having some kind of allergic reaction to something but she would have had a reaction before now if it was the antibiotics that she was having a reaction to.

"Hey, baby just try and calm down for me. Shh, someone's gonna come and help you it's okay."

He slowly brushed his fingers through (Y/n)'s hair as he moved his other hand so he could hold her hand that was grabbing onto his arm. All that Ben could think of doing was trying to calm her down right now because he couldn't work out what was wrong or make it better.

When Doctor Mills and two nurses came barelling into the room and turning the main light on, Ben wondered if this man ever had a day or even an hour off. Whenever they needed something he always seemed to be here on hand at the ready to help. It was a relief to have the same doctor here to help them but he didn't seem to go home.

"She can't breathe!" Ben's words were frantic and he was already up and out of his seat, moving towards the back of the room to let the professionals take his place. He didn't want to be in the way when they needed to help (Y/n) but Ben did still want to be in the room, he couldn't wait outside not being able to see or hear what was going on because it would drive him insane. He backed himself up against the wall, pressing one hand over his mouth to try and slow down his own breathing but he hated this.

He hated having to watch and not being able to do anything, it made him feel so useless and powerless stood at the back of the room not able to do anything for the person he loved. Ben had to stand and watch everyone else do everything for (Y/n) and wait around until she was okay enough for him to be next to her again an offer the only thing he could; love and comfort.

Doctor Mills started listening to (Y/n)'s breathing before both nurses carefully but swiftly turned her so she was laying on her back rather than her side. They moved the monitors and drips out of the way so they could help her.

"The sepsis has reached her lungs, the right one has collapsed I'm going to have to intervene. Get a room in intensive care sorted with a ventilator."

The doctor looked between both nurses before one of them left the room to sort out a room for (Y/n) when they had gotten her a bit more stable than this. When his eyes cast down to (Y/n), he tried to smile comfortingly at her to try and show her that it was okay and she would be okay before he started to get to work.

With frightened eyes, Ben watched Doctor Mills oull down the front of the gown (Y/n) was wearing so he could see her chest before he tapped his fingers against her chest. When he made sure there were no blocked arteries or veins, he pressed his index and middle fingers over two ribs on the right side of (Y/n)'s chest. Pushing the skin between his fingers so he knew where the gap was between her ribs.

He didn't have to speak, all he had to do was hold his hand out expectingly to the nurse who placed a worrying sized needle in his hand.

"Okay (Y/n), try and hold your breath for me, you'll feel like something's popped in a moment."

Ben's frame jumped against the wall when  he watched the doctor stab the needle into (Y/n)'s chest between her ribs and his two steadied fingers. The moment he did that it looked like a balloon had suddenly burst in (Y/n)'s chest which deflated instantly.

(Y/n) seemed to gasp and cry out all at once as her body sank down rapidly before her chest slowly rose a little more now that the air in her chest was alleviated and her lung could expand properly. But even though she could breathe better, Ben could still hear the static sound as she started to breathe and it didn't look like she was actually breathing at all. It looked as if she was drowning instead.

Doctor Mills gently pressed the end of his stethescope under (Y/n)'s back to listen to her breathing again before he reached out and pressed the intercom button.

"I need an OR set up immediately, post-natal sepsis and fluid in the lungs. Mr Jones could you step outside-"

"No! I can't leave her!"

A deep sigh passed through the doctor's lips as he didn't have the time or the effort to argue with Ben this very second.

He reached out and increased the amount of antibiotics going into her veins through the drip before he and a nurse helped to turn (Y/n) onto her side in case she was sick and to decrease the chances of the fluid causing her to choke or drown.

"Intervene and start getting rid of the fluid and the team will come and take her to surgery."

Dr Mills gave his orders before he side-stepped around another nurse who came speeding into the room, allowing the doctor to advance oveer to Ben as (Y/n) was in capable hands. He genty rested his hand on Ben's shoulder before trying to urge him to leave the room with him. Ben watching this was only going to traumatise him and they needed to stabalise (Y/n) and get her taken to an operating room, Ben couldn't be in the way of that.

"What... what's happening to her?" The desperation and sadness in Ben's voice made the doctor frown. He could never get used to seeing people cry in front of him or be so cut off and desperate like this because he couldn't help them, he could only help the ill.

"The sepsis is affecting her lungs, her antibodies are attacking the healthy tissues in her chest and it's caused her lung to collapse but the other lung is starting to fill up with fluid. She needs an operation to drain the fluid and attach a tube into her lung so if this keeps happening we can keep draining it. Then she must be on a ventilator until she is well and stable enough to breathe on her own."

"Could she die?"

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"Dad!"

The moment Ben closed the front door behind him his body was overcome by his boys attaching themselves to him like monkeys clinging to a tree. A sigh passed through his lips and he wasted no time in lowering himself down to his knees so he could wrap his arms around all his boys. He buried his face in Carter's hair who was clinging to his right side as he had Finn buried in his chest and James attached to his left arm like he was never going to let go.

"Hey, you all okay?" He breathed through the words, his eyes tightly closed as he didn't dare let any of them go.

"Missed you." Finn mumbled quietly, not prepared to let Ben go just yet. They had all spent three nights here with their nan, away from Ben and it was the longest they had been away from him in over a year. They hadn't thought that (Y/n) having a baby would mean they were away from both parents for so long.

"Yeah, where's mum?" Carter pulled his head back just enough so that he could look between Ben and the door, trying to see if (Y/n) would be walking through the door at any moment or not.

"She's at the hospital buddy... come on let's go sit down."

Ben moved his arms so he could pick Finn up and rest him on his hip before he motioned for his other two boys to walk ahead of him and go into the living room. Ben's eyes briefly locked with his mother's who was standing in the doorway to the kitchen before he guided the boys to sit down. He watched Carter and James sit down on the sofa before he gently settled Finn down next to them. Leaving Ben the room to kneel down on the carpet in front of them.

"Is mum okay, and little sister?" The moment their nan had told them that (Y/n) had had the baby, James had been desperate to go to the hospital and see their sister. He couldn't remember what it had been like when Finn was born but he had been fascinated this time around with (Y/n)'s stomach and knowing how big the baby would be and when she would be here. Now he just wanted to go and see what she looked like.

"Yeah... um, boys listen up for a minute. (Y/n) had the baby the other night like nanny said, but they're not very well at the moment."

"Why?"

"Your sister's here a bit early so the doctor's are looking after her but she's fine, nothing's really wrong with her. But your mum... she's been ill, she had an operation last night so I had to stay at the hospital with her again to make sure she's being looked after."

Ben didn't know how to explain it without upsetting, scaring or angering any of them. With their sister it was easier to explain because she was just premature, the doctor had assured Ben that she was doing well and in two weeks or so she would be fine to be out the incubator. But with (Y/n) it was different because her problems couldn't be cured or helped so easily.

"Operation for what?" Carter's words were slow and calculated but his expression was for once, very easy to read.

"She got an infection and it made her really poorly, she had to have an operation to clear her lungs. But it worked and I've seen her this morning, she's okay at the moment but she's gonna be in hospital for another week or two."

The operation had worked, (Y/n)'s lungs were cleared of fluid and a tube was inserted into her chest to keep draining them but she was on a ventilator since she couldn't breathe on her own. They had to wait and see if the antibiotics were working and clearing the sepsis and it was a waiting game that Ben didn't want to play.

"Can we go see mummy?"

"I'm taking you all home with me tonight and tomorrow I'll take you to see your sister, but you can't see your mum just yet. In a couple of days when she's feeling better then you can visit her, but not right now boys. You can see her soon, I promise."

There was nothing Ben wanted more than to take them to see (Y/n) to lift her spirits and calm them all down. But he couldn't let them see her on the ventilator, it would scare the hell out of all of them to see her unable to breathe herself, being hooked up to so many wires and machines. And they wouldn't like her not being able to talk to them. (Y/n) looked ill and the boys seeing her like that would only worry them further and Ben couldn't do that to them.

Ben couldn't let them worry like he was.

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of sleep-warm skin and love requited

Written and submitted by @delicategoblin:

OK IM OFFICIALLY TERRIFIED BUT IVE EDITED THE ABSOLUTE SHIT OUT OF THIS AND I CANT FIND ANYTHING ELSE TO CHANGE SO UHHHHH HERE WE GO. uhhhh you don’t need to anonymize it I’m g with having my actual blog on here i’m just ,,, f r e a k i n g o u t . thank you again for this opportunity though cause i never would have done this otherwise,,,,also it’s kinda cringe i know but i’m fragile ok i needed the Bois being soft

Publisher’s note: The first official fic of I Fixed/Fic’d It: A Supernatural Fluffsgiving Event! I absolutely love this and it’s exactly what my heart needed.

Words: 1,700

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of sleep-warm skin and love requited

Soft puffs of warm air blew onto his chest, it blew the fine hairs that grew there against their follicles. It was an annoying, tickling sensation that made it feel like there was a bug crawling on him. He didn’t move, though, or adjust the sleeping hunter in his arms. It served as a grounding sensation, a reminder that the warm body lying next to him was just that; warm, breathing, alive.

“I c’n feel you look’n at me weird.” Dean’s sleepy voice cut through the gentle silence that hung around them. One sleepy green eye cracked open and he shifted, wrapping his arms around Castiel’s bare torso tighter and burying his nose into his sternum.

“I was admiring you,” Castiel protested indignantly and smiled at the muffled embarrassed noise Dean made against him.

“Less admiring, more sleeping.” He grumbled, and pressed a placating kiss to Cas’s throat. Castiel let out a contented hum and let his fingers glide up Dean’s muscled back, feather-light, and up to the nape of his neck.

“Quit it.” Dean shuddered and fell back onto the mattress with a bleary-eyed glare. Castiel shifted onto his side and smoothed his thumb over the crease in Dean’s forehead that resulted from his affronted expression. Dean didn’t comply with his silent request, and it was Cas’s turn to frown. He leaned down and pressed a tiny chaste kiss to the wrinkle, Dean just shied away and huffed.

“Dean,” Castiel squinted at the stubborn man beside him, who stuck his tongue out and made a point to draw his eyebrows even further - the crease became more prominent. Cas could almost laugh, but this was a challenge. A challenge he didn’t intend to back down from.

“Cas,” He mocked, pulling a face.

Oh, so that’s how it was.

Gears in Castiel’s head were turning, but before they could even quite slot into place, he was on top of Dean, pinning him to the mattress with his weight. Dean’s eyes widened, no longer half-shut with the remnants of sleep, and he sucked in a breath. Pupils blown wide, and Castiel grinned. Dean had a very wrong idea of what was about to happen.

“Dean, you’re very stubborn.”

Dean smirked and waggled his eyebrows, before quickly returning to his previous expression, complete with his arms crossed across his chest.

“Yeah? What are you gonna do about it?”

Castiel hummed as if he were deep in thought, tracing his index finger from Dean’s collarbone to his sternum. Dean cringed and pushed himself back into the mattress.

“Me? Well, I’m going to knock you down a peg or two, in a manner of speaking.” Castiel purred, resting all ten of his fingertips on his ribs, a salacious grin on his face.

“You, on the other hand,” He continued, gliding his hands down to rest at Dean’s sides. “You’re going to smile for me.”

Dean barely had time to swallow nervously before his senses were set alight by tingling, buzzing electricity. He bit his lip and squirmed, grappling with Castiel’s flitting hands.

“C-Cas, c-c’moHAH. Nonono, c’mohon man, this shit’s for kIDS.” His voice raised an octave when the ex-angel who was enjoying this way too much dug his infuriatingly skilled fingers into his tummy.

It took less than three minutes for Dean to be lost to laughter, punctured by the occasional ‘No!’ or ‘Cas!’ and things that were definitely not shrieks when his attacker got to a bad spot.

Cas, the bastard, was watching him with a big stupid smile on his face. It was so wide and genuine Dean couldn’t even find it in himself to be mad when he caught glimpses of his face amidst his thrashing.

“Cas! Cas, it’s like 4 am, stoho- nahaha CAHAHAS NOT THERE, YOUSONUVABIHIHITCH.” Dean cackled and threw his head back with laughter as Castiel’s hands shot into his armpits, he convulsed and clamped his arms down as hard as he could. Nothing could deter Cas’s determined digits.

When Dean’s breathing started sounding labored, Castiel retreated his hands and took to scritching at Dean’s lower belly. Tickling there, just above his waist-band, was the closest thing to giggling he thought Dean Winchester was capable of. His other hand, bored and itching to roam the squirming body beneath him, cupped Dean’s other side and stroked the skin there. There was another layer of squirming away added to Dean’s half-hearted struggle.

“Caaaas, quihihit playing with my chubby spots.” He whined through bubbling laughter. It was innocent enough, but Castiel knew this man well enough to tell the difference between a joke and genuine insecurity.

Castiel pursed his lips and abandoned his tickling, leaning forward to kiss the panting, red-faced mess. Dean was enthusiastic, cupping the back of Castiel’s head, meeting his kiss sloppily with an open mouth and obscene smacking sounds.

When Castiel pulled away, Dean’s hand kept him there; their faces just inches apart, noses brushing.

“You’re the single most beautiful creature in all of creation, Dean Winchester. Inside and out.” Castiel said firmly, cupping Dean’s jaw reverently and looking into his lover’s wide eyes. A faint blush dusted Dean’s cheeks and he dropped his gaze, shrugging, and grumbling. Cas used his hand to nudge Dean’s face back up and pressed kiss after kiss to Dean’s face. His forehead, each eyelid, his nose, his top, and bottom lip, and his chin.

“I’ve seen stars born,” Castiel murmured against his jaw, pressing another kiss to the stubbled skin.

“Galaxies formed,” Another kiss, this time to his neck, then his collarbone, then his sternum.

“Supernovas,” His chest, right over his heart.

“I witnessed the creation of the very first life forms,” His ribs.

“I’m older than time, older than this world, than the universe.” His diaphragm, his stomach, his hip.

“It’s you, Dean. Nothing I’ve ever seen, ever experienced, could ever hold a candle to you. I just wish you could see yourself the way I do.”

Dean sat completely still, watching Cas with twinkling eyes, he swallowed thickly and made to sit up, Cas climbed off him and Dean leaned forward, resting his head on Castiel’s shoulder.

“You mean that?” He whispered, taking Castiel’s hand and fiddling with his fingers. Castiel smiled and pressed a kiss to the crown of Dean’s head, nodding.

“Yes, Dean. I mean it.”

Castiel could hear the quiver in his breath when Dean inhaled deeply.

“That’s pretty gay, man.” He said shakily, pulling away from Castiel with a wobbly smile on his face.

“That it is. I’d venture to say what I’m about to say is gayer, though; I think your smile is especially beautiful. And your laugh.” Castiel added with a sly smile. Dean was quicker on the uptake, though, and before Cas could follow through on his plan, he found himself pinned to the mattress. Staring down a disgruntled Dean, who wasted no time in reaching behind him and kneading Castiel’s thighs.

He howled with laughter and grabbed blindly at Dean’s arms.

“DEAN! DEAN, STOHOHOP!” He bucked underneath the grinning man.

“You started it! And you were about to ambush me again.” He feigned offense, his words spoken around a laugh. His hands converged on Cas’s ribs and dug into the giggle-shriek-inducing spots between each bone.

Expertly, Dean took Castiel apart. Fingers seasoned with years of big-brother experience. His goal was to just tire Cas out to the point he wouldn’t be able to re-retaliate. Ten fingers scribbled across his belly and Cas was lost to giggles that Dean would never tire of hearing.

“Deheheannn, nahaha I’m sohOHORY!” He barely managed around an honest to god squeal that left his mouth when one of Dean’s curious fingers wiggled into his bellybutton.

“See, I just don’t think that’s true.” Dean tutted.

He could have continued on forever, sweet laughter and adorable attempts at an escape or a plea. But, now that Cas was human and oxygen was kind of a necessity, he made the mature decision (what can he say, falling in love changed him) to stop. He pulled away with a parting raspberry to the side of Cas’s neck, which made him shriek and jackknife under him.

“I didn’t bring you back from super hell just so you could tickle the shit out of me, you know,” Dean said, poking his hip. Cas flinched and rubbed a hand over his face, residual giggles still tumbling out of his mouth. He sighed and parted his fingers, peering up at Dean.

“Why did you bring me back, then?” He challenged. Dean glared down at him, but his gaze held no heat. Maybe some exasperation.

“You know why.”

Castiel pulled his hands away from his face and shrugged innocently.

“I don’t, actually.”

“I told you,” Dean huffed. Don’t ask why he was allowing himself to be swept up into Cas’s little game - maybe he liked it. Or maybe he felt guilty still.

“You told me lots of things - through wailing sobs, so it was hard to understand at times. Here; I’ll even make it easy for you. I love you…”

“I know,” Dean replied in a mocking, honeyed tone as he flopped back onto the mattress, pointedly shutting his eyes. Castiel let out a long-suffering sigh and lay back next to him, body curved around Dean’s; a perfect fit, like pieces of a puzzle slotting together. It was a shame Dean was being too much of a man-baby for Castiel to properly enjoy their compatibility and closeness at the moment.

“You’re impossible,” Cas murmured into the skin of Dean’s shoulder, reaching over to pinch at Dean’s waist. He curled away with a squeak that made Cas’s heart swell and grabbed his hands.

“No more tickling,” He pouted. The other man smiled fondly and pressed a kiss to Dean’s temple.

“No more tickling.” He agreed, nodding solemnly.

Then it was quiet again, peaceful. The soft sounds of Dean’s breaths were in sync with his own - the feeling of his heart beating was still alien to him, even though it wasn’t something he noted often.

“Hey, Cas?” Dean said quietly, fingering a mindless pattern on Castiel’s bicep, “I do. Love you, I mean.”

Castiel smiled and pressed his thumb gently into the give of Dean’s thigh, reveling in the softness, the warmth.

“I know.”

[misskittysmagicportal]

When Vicky Needed Honey

(An OC Kiss Week collaboration between @super-unpredictable98 and @misskittysmagicportal. No warnings, just mother/daughter love. Moonwalkers/The Umbrella Academy AU)

I woke up with that weird feeling again. I looked over at Klaus, still pretty much asleep, and grunted. On my way to the bathroom I prayed and prayed, but no luck. My period was nowhere to be found. A couple of days, I can understand, an entire week is a bit more worrying.

The last few days I've been feeling kinda sick, but it could be stress. I've been feeling kinda tired, understandable after two apocalypses. I've been feeling a little dizzy, which could easily be from the time travel... But my period wouldn't come, so that was starting to freak me out.

"Hey, Vanya... Would you buy a pregnancy test for me?" I rehearsed in front of the mirror. "No, no, I should ask Allison. She has a daughter, she'd understand, right?"

I nearly jumped when Klaus shifted in his sleep, I hoped with all my might he didn't hear what I just said. I sat on the edge of the tub and let my head roll back. How the fuck did we let that happen? We always wear a condom!

Well, technically a condom has 98% of effectiveness, according to the box, which I was reading as I thought about it. That means... 2 out of 100 women will get pregnant. With the amount of sex we have, it wouldn't be surprising that I could become part of this 2%. Damn it, Klaus! Why do you have to be so charming? Blame it on three decades of suppressed desire I guess.

I had to talk to someone, someone who wouldn't judge me, someone I could trust. There was only one person I could think of, so I went back into the room and as silently as possible, I slid the black briefcase from under our bed. The date was already set, so all I had to do was open it.

I felt that familiar pull of time travel, that endless rope that dragged me across the universe, which seemed to take forever, even though it was less than a second. As soon as I landed, I regretted it, my stomach did not like the disturbance and I felt like I was about to throw up.

"Vicky? Are you ok?" I felt a gentle hand on my back and took a few deep breaths before being able to turn back.

"Honey! Thank fucking God you're here! I need to talk to you."

"Is it Klaus? It's Klaus. Oh my god, tell me he's alright"

"Alright, I think we should sit down for this one..."

Honey nodded with a smile and took my hand as we made our way to the couch. I chewed on my bottom lip for a little while, thinking of the best way to say it, but I didn't wanna admit it:

"So, I'm gonna say it and I need you to listen because it's very complex," I started. "I think I'm pregnant, and I feel horrible because I don't want to be. Not that I don't want any kids, I do, in the future. The problem is that we just came out of the second apocalypse, everything is a mess, my family is all over the place. I love Klaus more than anything, so I don't wanna throw this onto him, you know? He's been through so much already!"

"Sweetie..."

"And I'm terrified of not being a good mother, the only mother I ever had was a robot. I love her to bits, but what if all I can give my child is robot-love? I don't even know what it feels like, my birth mom clearly didn't love me, she chose to give me away for money, I understand she wasn't expecting to get pregnant out of the blue, but... I don't understand why she couldn't love me. I feel so selfish and so stupid for letting this happen, and I keep thinking about my biological mom, I'm freaking out here," I started sobbing. "You're the only person I can talk to."

**

Honey began to live for the sound of her “kids” popping by the apartment. She brought the books home with her more often in case Klaus would come by to learn more about himself. Or Luther who really just wanted the tiny woman to hold him the way a robot never could. And Diego who well, was always hitting on her. Allison and Vicky and Vanya helped her feel not so alone.

Yeah, they were her children. They were mostly older than Honey. The discarded. The outcast. Who suffered abuse. They were the bought and sold to a billionaire. They were a magical pregnancy and 43 terrified women, one she would become 15 years from now. Thank God she already knew what one of those felt like.

Honey was checking on Sugar and Sunny as they napped. The large crow with his beak buried in his ebony feathers kept one large yellow eye on them from above. Sunny was enamored with the corvid. Klaus, despite being 35 years older than himself, was deeply jealous.

It was from their room, after hearing a familiar VOIP sound in the living room, that Honey just felt in her body something was wrong. There was an anxiety emanating from Vicky whose back was to her.

“Vicky? Are you ok?” Honey gently touched the woman. She wanted to hug her, but opted for minor affection.

Vicky's expression in response worried Honey. “Is it Klaus? It's Klaus. Oh my god, tell me he's alright.” Her lip started to tremble. For a clone of Leon, Klaus was infused with his mother.

Half an hour later, Honey could only stare slack-jawed over Vicky's guts being spilled all over the couch. So to speak.

Honey took Vicky’s hand and did what her mom would do. What she and Julia found themselves doing with their children. Whether they were full grown men or toddlers. Honey kissed Vicky's hand several times and held it over her heart.

“First of all, I can't speak for your birth mother or the others. I know Klaus told me it was a spontaneous pregnancy. Like BAM! We're suddenly giving birth. For me, even being 45,” Honey shivered dramatically, “I would rather kill Reginald and take you all. But whatever the other women did. That's on them.

“But! If anyone knows about an unexpected pregnancy, it's me. She's asleep in the other room with her brother. I think I realized I was knocked up, I just ignored it until Leon mentioned something about my body being new. We NEVER used protection. Pills in the sixties were for married women only. The fact that we had sex for over a year before anything happened is a freaking miracle.

I took two tests in the flat. Then at the clinic. Just a few weeks before, abortion became legal AND funded by the NHS. I told no one, went and made that woman tell me every single step of the process. I asked how easy the adoption process in the UK is. I wasn't keeping it no matter what.”

Now Honey took both of Vicky’s hands, “You have so many readily available options.” She kissed them both again, “But please just let Klaus know. It's YOUR choice. YOURS. Ultimately, I changed my mind. I had her on my own. Pregnancy, birth, her first six months. I wasn't even on the same continent as Leon. But if my baby would have half his looks, and his way of loving, and even an OUNCE of his heart, Leon deserved to be a dad. I WANTED to have his baby. I don't regret my decision. I don't want to regret yours either. We all love you.”

Honey kissed Vicky's forehead, “I mean I'm your mom now.”

**

I would've started crying if I wasn't already, it felt so good to finally have someone to hold my hand. I can only imagine dad's reaction if I told him I was pregnant with Klaus' baby... It was awesome to not be judged for once.

"I wanna tell him, I'm just scared... If I really am pregnant, I wanna keep it, but what if he doesn't like it? What if he doesn't wanna be a dad?"

My desperate rambling was interrupted by a blue surge of energy right in the middle of the room, that could only mean one thing... Klaus and Five fell from it with a loud thud.

I had to cover my mouth not to scream, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest, but Honey seemed pleased with the new visitors.

"Jesus Vicky... I woke up and you were gone, I was worried!" Klaus squeezed me in a tight hug.

"I told you she was fine, Victoria can handle herself," Five rolled his eyes. "It's not like she can get hurt."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to disappear."

Klaus moved to give Honey a hug as well, she kissed his forehead and urged him to sit down between us.

"I know this face, Scnucki..." Klaus placed his hand on my cheek. "What's wrong?"

I looked over at Honey and she gave me a reassuring nod. With a sigh, I took Klaus' hand, tracing the 'hello' with the tip of my finger.

"Klausie," I tried to muster the courage to say it. "I know the timing might not be the best, things are a little crazy right now, but I think I might be..."

"Might be...?" He stared at me nervously.

"Pregnant."

Klaus' mouth dropped and he widened his eyes. Shit! Shit! He hates it, he wasn't happy. He was gonna leave me right there and then.

"But we always..."

"I know, but apparently condoms are only 98% effective."

"You two really abuse your luck," Five mused.

"Timing isn't great, but if you want to keep it, I'm with you. It's our baby," a smile tugged at Klaus' lips. "And I love you, so..."

"Actually," I got up as fast as I could. "I love you too, but I'm not pregnant. If you guys will excuse me, I gotta go to the toilet, like right now!"

**

Honey watched as Vicky ran off to the bathroom. She was left with a bewildered Klaus, slack jawed over everything that quickly took place. She could only snort as Leon popped up from the same corner Vicky had just flown around. Mouth agape identical to his clone.

“Alright love,” Leon kissed her on the cheek. “Never told me the kids were coming ‘round for a visit.” He eyed up Five, still uncertain of him.

Klaus dramatically planted a fist on his hip, “Im thirty-six.”

“Too right. What's going on? Is Vicky ok she looked barmy.”

“Well we were almost grandparents.”

“GRANDPARENTS?! I'm thirty! Bloody hell I can't keep track of the ten we have now. Can't handle a baby, mate. Not coming from you. No offense.”

“All of it taken,” Klaus quipped.

“Well we don't need to worry about it. Pretty sure Vicky just overwhelmingly got her period. Better luck next time!”

Every single person in the room nearly knocked Honey flat with a loud in unison “NEXT TIME?”

She wouldn't make that mistake again.

[mirohed]

song mingi | meant to be

pairing: song mingi + gender neutral reader

genre: soulmate au + angst 🤠

wc: 1.2k

synopsis: some things are meant to be.

Some things are meant to be.

The sun rises and sets. The waves crash against the shore. You’ve got Mingi by your side, no matter what.

You watch the sun dip below the sea together, lean into his touch as burnt orange seeps into the sky and sets it aflame. He runs his thumb along the sweeping black marks on your exposed skin. He doesn’t look to read the name; he knows it is not his. You know that on his body, wedged between his shoulder blades, there is a name that is not yours.

The universe and the powers that be tell you that you can’t. You can’t be with someone whose name isn’t etched on your body. The universe doesn’t work like that. You and Mingi prove that you can. It’s been years, and you two have no plans of splitting. As long as you have him, you think, you don’t need to meet “your person.” Mingi is already “your person,” the one who traces circles into your skin when you’re feeling nervous, the one who kicks your ass in Mario Kart, the one you’re meant to be with. You’re sure of it.

It starts like this: your first year of high school, and the winds of change. A lanky boy, not yet used to his height, in your math class. A friendship, and the promise of something more hidden between the lines.

“You’re not my soulmate,” you tell him. It’s all you can think to say after he holds his whole heart out to you, his true feelings out in the open. You’re walking side by side, a cold drink in one hand. The other is empty. Your fingers twitch; Mingi’s hand is right there, but you can’t, you can’t, you can’t.

“And you’re not mine. But it’s just a name. The same of someone I might never meet. But you?” There’s a soft smile on his face as he stops, leans in, the touch of his lips feather-light against your own. “You’re right here.”

He changes your mind about it. For so long, you had felt like you were chained to one person, someone you’d end up with, sure, but someone you didn’t choose. The feeling Mingi gives you reminds you of flying, of freedom. And when he tells you he loves you for the first time, over some shared takeout, you think that he also feels like home.

It ends like this: you wake up one morning, his side of the bed cold. There’s a post-it note stuck to your phone screen, a message scrawled onto it by your boyfriend.

went to the grocery store to pick up milk

You peel the paper off to see your notification center flooded. Ten missed calls and what appears to be an endless stream of texts fill the screen. You manage to read the most recent ones. They’re all from Mingi.

[8:05 AM] lovebug: im sorry

[8:05 AM] lovebug: im s o sprry

[8:05 AM] lovebug: youre prbably still as leep

[8:06 AM] lovebug: i love you

[8:06 AM] lovebug: i lov e yiu so much

[8:07 AM] lovebug: ims ory

It’s been about fifteen minutes since his last text, and you gnaw at your bottom lip. When you ask what happened, there’s no reply. You settle for keeping your phone close while you make the bed. Your phone never goes off, but the door to your shared apartment opens, bringing you out of the bedroom in a flash.

His hair’s unbrushed, and he’s still in his pajamas. But what kills you is the look on his face, void of the goofy grin you’ve come to associate him with. The gallon of milk he picked up gets placed on the counter without a word. He refuses to meet your eye when you ask him what’s wrong, when you move close and take his hands in yours.

It’s then that he begins to sob, and you hold him for what feels like hours. He doesn’t return the embrace, but at some point, he looks up at you. “I’m sorry,” he whispers, his voice cracking as tears run down his face. He wraps his arms around you, but this time it’s different.

You’ve received countless hugs from Mingi; bone-crushing ones after the last day of school, shy ones from when your relationship was new, tender ones prefacing a kiss to the forehead. He holds you tight, but there’s no fervor or excitement behind it. You run your fingers through his hair as he shakes, body wracked with grief.

It’s then that you realize it. For the first time, he’s holding you like something that might break in his hands if he got too reckless. You’re something priceless, something precious, something fragile.

“I met him,” he mumbles into the crook of your neck. “Yunho.”

You know that name. You’ve seen it, said it, traced its letters along Mingi’s back. Your mouth falls into a silent “o.” Everything makes sense now. The world as you know it rips itself apart and swallows you whole.

“I’m sorry.”

“There’s nothing to be sorry about,” you tell him. “We knew this was gonna happen, and I’m not gonna stop you from being with your soulmate.”

He comes face to face with you, so close that your noses touch. He cups your face in his hands (again with that sense of fragility) and wipes away tears you didn’t know you had. “I love you. More than anything. And I know… I know that we said that you don’t need a soulmate to be complete, or your own person, that it’s all a load of shit, but when I was with him…” He pauses, blinking away tears of his own. “I felt whole. Complete.”

His next words are a whisper, barely audible over your weeping. “I think we were wrong.”

That hurts more than anything, slams into your gut with staggering force, knocks the wind right out of you. All you can do is clutch at the fabric of his shirt and let it all out.

Mingi begins to move out, and you get to meet his soulmate. Jeong Yunho is just as tall as Mingi, with a similarly silly smile that he seems to grace everyone with. Even you. You try to get angry, try to hate Jeong Yunho, but you can’t. You can’t help but marvel at the power of soulmates when he seems to know Mingi better than you ever could.

Every trace of Mingi begins to disappear from the apartment. His toothbrush. His clothes. The scent of him on his side of the bed. In your darkest hours, through a wine-drunk haze, you hope that the memory of him is soon to follow.

(You don’t mean that. You never could.)

When you scroll through Instagram and see a photo of them together at the beach as the sun sets, you’re left with one thought:

Some things are meant to be.

[artlessictoan]

Could I request something for Soft butch Karin and Butch Hinata? The pairing stole my heart by accident and now im in love with it.

YESSSSSSSS MORE HINAKARIN also teacher au, bc i’ve been craving it lately

(requests open)

(ao3 mirror)

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“Are you sure no one’s coming?” He’d been asking thatquestion every five seconds for the last ten minutes and, honestly, Hikari wasgetting sick of it.

She casually elbowed the ladder her friend was balancing on,taking a little joy in the terrified squeal he let out. “Yeah, I’m sure, justhurry up so we can get out of here already.” Beside her, Ren snickered, beforegently shaking the ladder himself.

“Would you both cut it out, I’m the one doing all the work y’know!”

“Ren came up with the plan and I made the stuff to go in theballoons, compared to that you’ve got the easy bit,” she said, peeking her headout of the door and looking both ways down the hall to check for intruders.

They had been waiting for this opportunity for weeks andsoon, the moment would be at hand. Revenge was gonna be sweet.

“Ok, I’m done, let’s get outta here, quick,” Yuta said, jumpingoff the ladder and quickly folding it up.

Together, they gathered up any evidence of their mischief, checkedthe surroundings for anyone lying in wait, then, sharing a knowing smirk andsnickering at each other, they turned around to head back to their classroom. Thebell had already rung, but it was only Nara-sensei’s class, he wouldn’t punishthem for tardiness – hell, he probably hadn’t even turned up himself yet.

“What do you three think you’re doing?”

As one, they froze in place, before slowly, sloooooowly,turning around to face the sharp voice that had silently snuck up on them. “K-Karin-sensei!”

They were screwed.

“Well?” she asked, staring down at them, arms crossed andfoot tapping. A notoriously strict teacher had caught them, carrying a ladder, string,tape and empty water balloons in their hands and generally just looking mightysuspicious. No way was she going to let them out of this easy, not unless theyhad a bulletproof excuse.

“We were just…” She looked to each of her allies in turn, neitherof whom giving her a response more useful than a shrug. “Juuust… going tochange a lightbulb?”

Was she blinking that slowly on purpose, or was time justslowing for Hikari as her life passed in front of her eyes – all six years ofit. “With balloons.”

“Um, these are-” Think of something, quick.

Finally, Ren stopped shivering in terror long enough up tohelp her out, saying, “For a class with Konohamaru-sensei later!” His excusewas even almost believable.

“Really.”

When Ren failed to elaborate, Yuta jumped in to save him. “He’suh… teaching us the rasengan?” Aaaand they were back to being screwed. Ok,maybe she hadn’t been able to come up with anything better, but she was stillgoing to have to drag both her friends off and coach them on knowing when tokeep their big mouths shut when they got out of this. If they got out ofthis.

And judging by the ever-narrowing eyes of the scariestteacher in the entire academy, that was looking less likely by the second.

“You’re in your second year; rasengan is an advanced classonly available to genin graduates.”

If she’d been in a better state of mind, Hikari might’vewondered why she didn’t seem phased by the more obvious issue of why they wouldeven need to bring water balloons to a class teaching an A-rank jutsu, but as itwas, she just trembled in place, praying for an escape from this situation.

“Classes have started, what are you all doing out- oh,Karin-sensei, is something the matter here?”

Lightly jogging down the hall towards them, messy ponytailbouncing along behind her, was their salvation.

All three students shouted in unison, “Hinata-sensei!”

“These three were clearly up to something, I’m just tryingto get to the bottom of it.” Glasses were adjusted as the shorter of the two womencame to a stop beside the other. Seeing them standing next to each other, thedifference was stark; where Karin looked cool and professional, in her buttonup shirt and tailored shorts – the only contrast to her smart appearance being herundercut hair – Hinata was all soft hoodies and a thousand layers, clearly shewas only dressing for comfort, but it made her so much more approachable than almostevery other adult working at the school.

Moral boosted by the soft presence of the kind teacher,Hikari found her voice again. “We haven’t done anything; this is all just a bigcoincidence!”

“I’m not buying that for a second.”

“Karin-sensei, let’s give them the benefit of the doubt,” Hinatasaid, reaching up to rest a light hand against the other woman’s shoulder. “I’msure our students would know better than to lie to us.” The gentle smile on herlips was sharper than any of Karin-sensei’s glares.

Hikari twitched.

“In fact, why don’t we all go into the room together and seewhat happens?”

The three students exchanged a glance. “Uh, actually-” Renstarted speaking, but was cut off before he could get anywhere.

“I mean, if you haven’t done anything, then I’m sure you wouldbe happy to prove it.” She still wore the gentle smile, but, with every word outof her mouth, it seemed less and less kind; more and more cunning. “It would bequite easy.”

By this point, sweat was sliding down Hikari’s back like awaterfall. “Well, see, we would, except that we really have a class tobe getting to now, don’t want to be late, right?”

Hinata blinked at them, smile not dimming for a second. “You’realready late, I’m sure a few extra seconds won’t hurt, I’ll even vouch for youto your teacher.”

A hand settled heavily on her shoulder, firmly pushing hertoward the door. Hikari sent a desperate look to her friends – theirexpressions of pure terror perfectly matched her own – then, hopelessly, as alast-ditch effort, turned to Karin-sensei.

There was no mercy to be found in her glower.

As the teacher pulled open the door, she finally found thecourage to scream, “NO, STOP!”

She closed her eyes, already knowing what was coming,waiting for the inevitable impact-

The rush of wind was halted with such speed that she sworeshe heard a little thunder clap. But, other than that, she felt nothing.

Sucking in a deep breath, she slowly opened one eye,squinting at the green blob hanging an inch from her nose. The relief floodingthrough her left her bones feeling like jelly – not too dissimilar to the gloopysubstance she knew to be held within the water balloon’s thin shell, carefully mixedwith a kind of dye that took a week to wash out – but she managed to staymostly upright as she staggered back a few steps from the hanging balloon.Following the string it was attached to with her gaze, she saw the hand holdingit firmly in place and, following the hand up a dark-skinned arm, she found itattached to a blank-faced Karin-sensei.

“Clear up this mess and get to your classes. Now.”

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The halls grew quiet, as they slowly walked away from thefrantically apologetic students and she was thankful for it, because shedefinitely didn’t want anyone to hear them talk.

“You were going to let her get hit by that balloon, weren’tyou?”

Hinata glanced at her with those huge, terribly innocenteyes of hers. “If she payed more attention in her classes, she would have beenable to dodge it.”

She snorted, but still had to bite her own lip to keep thesmirk concealed. “I can’t believe I’ve got the reputation as the scary teacher,when you can go around pulling shit like that and still be everyone’s favourite.”

“Are you jealous?” God, that quietly confident air Hinataheld around herself like an aura was just devastating.

Trying to play off her embarrassment – and slight horniness,they were in the workplace after all – Karin said, “As long as they take mylessons seriously, I don’t care if they like me or not.” Which wasn’t true atall; as much of a pain as some of them could be, there was a kind of fulfilmentand excitement that she got from teaching that she’d never had in her entiretime as a shinobi.

She just had a bad case of resting bitch-face and was alittle awkward around kids was all.

And at this point, she didn’t want to ruin her reputation.

Feather-light fingers trailed up her spine, leaving trailsof ticklish skin in their wake, even through her shirt. “Don’t worry, you’ll alwaysbe my favourite.”

Red to her ears, she snapped her head away from hergirlfriend so that she couldn’t see how happy that comment had just made her.Practically feeling the grin pointed at her back, she made a show of looking ather watch and muttering an excuse about having tests to score before her nextclass started and, with a short goodbye and a light peck to her cheek, sheswiftly marched down the hall.

Hinata grabbed her hand before she could get very farhowever, easily pulling her back and gently bringing her down enough that theirlips could meet in a brief kiss. “I’m taking you out somewhere nice tonight; I’llpick you up at eight.”

“So bossy,” she murmured, biting at her lip lightly beforepulling away. With a bashful grin and slightly wobbly legs, she managed to get halfwaydown the hall before soft words halted her in her tracks.

“Wear that suit I like, the one with the purple flowers onit.”

“Fine, but you better not show up wearing a ratty old hoodieagain! You might not have any standards, but I do.”

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[cruddyborderlandstheories]

Sanctuary-III: Demo Analysis

Hi again! I’m here to do my full Sanctuary-III analysis. (im back on my bullshit of actually structuring posts like a functioning human. holy mother of g-)

Tl;Dr: So from what I’ve gathered so far, Sanctuary-III looks like a Maliwan-inspired ship, but was actually built by a company named <SUPAMAX MFG>. I do think the ship we go on in the demo is taken from another part of the game, probably the time period when we’ve reached the Maliwan/Monastery planet of which I don’t know the name (the one we see Maya on). I understand that we can see Pandora in the demo, but it’d be easy to travel back there and simply remove the option for the monastery planet when we go to Promethea. I have a couple reasons for thinking this, so I’ll go over it when we get there.

For now, let’s get started :D

So, even though we’re going to be doing a full analysis of the demo, I did want to start with our previous sightings of the ship.

Ellie hanging onto a smaller version of the ship.

Lorelei resting her foot on a larger model

one hiding behind Zane near the car

better view below:

and a ship as we see it on the cover art:

notice I say A ship because there are definitely differences between this one and the Sanctuary-III we meet in the demo.

Most notably the colors/design, but also the back engines are missing from below the spoiler and the fins on the front are different shapes. Additionally, the one in the cover has windows that are significantly different from the demo and the engines in demo have fins coming off the tops that we don’t see here. I’ve been yelled at before that this isn’t a noticeable enough difference to think about, that the developers just decided to roll with it, but honestly I believe if the designers put that much time into ensuring the cover art has a dozen easter eggs to solve, why would they look at the ship and decide “eh, that’s good enough”? I wanna believe they’re not that laidback about this.

So I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt for now and provide a handful of theories as to what this cover art ship could be:

1. Sanctuary-II or an earlier model of Sanc-III (or both)

2. A shuttle used to move people to-and-from places Sanctuary-III is too large to access and the drop pods are too violent to hit (I’m thinking meteors/asteroids here) annnd hopefully we get to putz around space in one

3. A fully separate ship from Sanctuary-III that we’ll have to use later on in the game, either due to Sanctuary-III being destroyed, or other weird circumstances that would render it unavailable. Could possibly be used to reach Elpis?

Anyway, enough of that. Let’s get right into the thick of things with the actual ship from the demo!

This hit me right in the heart. I love that u can see Pandora in the background, too.

The actual ship! Do you see what I mean by those minor differences to the cover art ship? Moving on.

The reason I thought this ship was mainly because of the huge swaths of orange and the blue engines/bridge. I had thought it was Atlas as well at one point, but retracted both those statements when I saw the name of the manufacturer printed everywhere inside lol

It is possible it was made specifically for either of those companies. I am leaning towards Maliwan, so I’ll point out my reasons why as we move through this.

Also, check out the docking bay on the bottom there. That door leads to the large room we see Ellie in. I think the fins on the front of the ship are to hold it up when it’s landed so we can drive vehicles out the bottom. I am hoping for a scene near endgame where the ship is shielding us from huge attacks from above as we drive out of the bottom and, right as we escape, it collapses behind us. Fingers crossed.

the back of the ship. And the engines I mention you can’t see protruding out the back on the cover art.

Oh, and say hi to the CoV!

that’s where Troy’s sword gets launched from orbit

as we zoom in, we can see a whole bunch of things

to start, looks like Hyperion got some nice rebranding. I hope Blake took over tbh

a poster of moxxxi’s. I love the feather in her hat; I wonder if that means her a mordy got back together...

also im going to take the time to point out

how much I love that each Vault Hunter gets something that glows. Amara has her tattoos (and she can customize the color!), Fl4k has their eye, Moze has Iron Bear’s digistruct pack, and Zane has a cool jacket. Rock on my babies, you’re all beautiful. Oh, and the whole teleporting animation for this, I don’t know if its like a “first time” only thing or what, but I love it, I love it so much. I’m so glad we’re going to be able to see our Vault Hunters in the third person.

okay moving on

so right away you notice the guide telling you where places are, with arrows point in different directions. It’s quite hard to read at the moment, but we do see it again later. 

We all know about the quick change station and the lost-and-found, so I don’t think I ought to go over those right now. 

claptrap seems to have his own little cereal or something, not sure if that’s been sighted anywhere else, but im afraid for anyone who eats it

player quarters! holy balls im so excited for these

We can see the display cases everywhere, but there’s also a vault (not that kind) in the back left. I imagine that’s the bank. Hoooopefully we get a larger storage capacity or my mule characters are gonna have a ton of new buddies to talk to lol

better look at the cereals.

also apparently that water bottle we see in the Game of Thrones joke the twitter posted is an actual asset in the game.

While we have singular display cases for guns, it looks like items get their own display cases

it can show off rarity color and on the bottom left, you get to see exactly what you’re looking at. no more confusing grenade mods for shields in this house

a non-holographic poster for the Typhon Deleon movie. I think this is the first we’ve seen outside of Promethea. I guess Amara’s a fan.

A vault symbol rug, and the symbol spray painted onto her punching bag. I think that poster in the back is a Monty Python reference? I didn’t get quite a good look at it, we might see another one later on.

Amara has a window seat, I’m actually hoping we’ll be able to hang out in our rooms and look out the window at space. I would honestly spend so much time here. Also, regarding the bed (not pictured, that’s the window seat), I’m wondering if that will have any gameplay effects or if it's just aesthetics. I hope it’s at least bouncy...

she does have some jakobs crates holding up the plants. Don’t know if that has anything to do with her backstory or if its just to fit the aesthetic of her room.

we’re also told “again, you can modify your player quarters to how you want to play” which... I don’t know if I’m looking too deeply into that, but it seems like we’ll be able to pick and choose things like furniture or overall layout. I wonder if they’d let us cycle between the other VH’s rooms. Not sure exactly what it’s supposed to imply, but it is something to point out.

Our first look at the SUPAMAX MFG logo. “Ships made Quick”

We also get our first look at Ellie’s cargo bay. More on this later

behind the curtains to the left of here

a poster of Jack and some lootable washing machines. We’ve seen the poster before, from what I’ve heard it's a movie poster starring timothy doppleman. Which... What a legend. 

Now, I do want to point out we see this logo next to the cargo bay

this is one of the reasons I thought the ship was Atlas at first, however you can tell there’s no gap on the right of the triangle and the bottom edges don’t match. I definitely think the new Atlas logo is a delta to signify change, though, cause Rhys is a big ol nerd.

some blueprints of the ship and a bunch of reused posters from BL2 thrown in for decor purposes. There’s another poster of Typhon to the left of that, but since we’ve already seen it, fuck ‘em

We also see a buttload of Maliwan crates hanging around the ship, matching the color design of the one we saw floating around space 

here’s one of them!

a better look at the blueprints as a standalone poster. It looks like ‘Sanctuary’ was written over with something, but I can’t make out what. also checkout how the paint on top doesn’t match the paint on the cover art’s ship. Nor does the cover art have the fins coming off the engines like we see here. I actually just noticed that even the spoilers are different shapes.

Moving on before I go off on another tangent

a poster for Marcus’s shop

the new golden chest as Randy called it. I believe we’ve seen the animation already, where the guns splay upwards like a peacock or smth

a cowgirl hangin out on more Maliwan chests

Marcus’s new sign. Honestly? He’s rocking the bun.

this dude we find walking out of the store. Don’t know what his deal is, but I’m digging it.

this Amara already has 5/8 Pistol SDUs unlocked! (Also, there are 8 max SDUs) Makes me think she’s a high level character. That’ll come into play later lol

5/8 Backpack SDUS. I didn’t show it but she also had 1/8 Shotgun SDUs. Also only +3 to backpack space each. Considering Amara already has 5 unlocked, that means we get the regular 12 backpack space to start. D:

bank space only gets +2. Amara already has 2, meaning the bank can only hold 8 items without upgrades. F in chat for the big bank dreams. Max amount the bank can hold is 24. Somebody comfort me... hopefully these SDUs increase exponentially 😭

the mystery SDU. It looks like a box with a question mark on it, giving out guns and grenades. Makes me worry this is some form of loot box, but considering it can be bought with cash in-game, that’s probably a good sign. Maybe you can buy golden keys in game to open the gold chest now? Randy said no microtransactions and, while he is Randy, I want to believe him (disregarding the skins fiasco because we all knew that was coming).

since i’ve also seen speculation that it’s the upgrade for the capacity of the Lost-And-Found, I think that’s probably what this actually is.

the shooting range we can see from here. Doesn’t appear to have any targets yet, but it may be like the one in BL2 where they only appear when we enter.

more Maliwan boxes to the left of the shooting range.

Crew Quarters sign!

some very big (tm) Maliwan crates

tannis’s sign!

this NPC actually seems important, I’m wondering if she’ll give us a side quest or something

what i’m guessing is the power core to the ship. It’s in such a great place to get shot... i wonder if perhaps... we’re going to have to do that at some point...

“ain’t no place like space” I love this place.

also looks like there’s a shortcut here. You can see the planks across the pipes, the balcony, and the railing here that’s gonna be easy to get over. Excitement!

looks like a control panel right in front of the core. Yeah, there’s definitely going to be something related to it. Maybe we’ll get attacked and we have to go stabilize it. Maybe our ship will get hijacked and we’ll have to blow it up from the inside. I can’t be the only one who thinks this place is wayyy too grand to not get destroyed...

better look at that bad boy

the opening to moxxi’s bar

actual bar

i have no idea what this is, but i dig it. Also the zer0 for the O is making me go  🤔 i don’t THINK Zer0 would get involved, but then again, they are doing missions for Moxxi in Tales, so maybe the two got together to make something

this door seems different enough and detailed enough (red glowing light) to make me think we’re going to be unlocking this and going through it at some point. Then it shall glow green and make me happy instead of frustrated. the minimap, unfortunately, does not agree with me, but I want to believe. or that’s gonna bother me to no end. Maybe some sort of “we just escaped control core angel” situation, idk.

some slot machines. Ca$hTrap! and Tinx’s Hijinx. Looks like an NPC is using the latter though so idk if it will be available to use. 

scoring system. Looks like the ??x row will give us a new character skin!! hype.

the uhhh... Lava Lamp column... will give us...? ???

A devil fruit?? A grenade? wtf is that???

3 bananas gives us new colors! Crowns = head

the... Eridium...? That seems way too pink to be Eridium tbqh. It reminds me more of Seraph crystals, but maybe its a reference to the ‘Eridium’ growing out of the ground on Promethea? ...... Maybe that’s growing because Atlas/Typhon actually DID open the Vault on Promethea

uh anyway

The last column is about more crystals and then cash and then the last one... I assume the icons are Claptrap’s eye (considering the game), but the reward? i think that’s the grenade the demo player gets in the demo 

we’ve also got Loot Boxer (also taken by an NPC) and Vault Line. I’m wondering if the NPCs using the machines are just a gameplay mechanic and they’ll disappear after a certain level/event. Maybe those ones give us better loot. idk.

for Vault Line, i think that says “Knockout Prizes” but I could be wrong. More importantly, it looks like we can get legendaries from this one! First column shows a green/purple/yellow (legendary?) gun. I can’t tell what the other icons are meant to be, though. i think the next 3 are shields, then maybe class mods? or... grenade mods? i don’t know. The last one is a total blob for me, no ideas on that. Also wondering if that machine costs Eridium to play or something, 1) because of its design and 2) because the rewards seem sooo much better than Claptrap’s.

outside we see the Crew Quarters sign for the first time and, interestingly enough, a TV broadcasting the same symbol we see being broadcasted all across the CoV camps. What’s up with that?

infirmary and crew quarters signs on the wall this time

more Maliwan crap. even says it right on the tin. Why is there a pokeball on there?

a map of the ship. We see this on a bunch of monitors, even ones on Promethea, for some reason. This one is mirrored. dunno why.

more signs. Left top to bottom: “Cargo Bay” “Armory” “Infirmary”

Right top to bottom: “Engine Room” (OwO) “Crew Quarters” “Cargo Bay” “Armory” annnd nothing on the last line this bend around. when they turn the corner, you can see that it, too, says “infirmary”

Also, the Heatant and Coolant Pipes lmao

“LAB/SICK BAY” pointing to the left towards Tannis’s corner

so, here’s where we get our first glance at something very very interesting

now, the crew makes us think this is our first time visiting Promethea in the demo. But if it is, why are there Promethea civilians wandering around the ship? I believe i go over this some in an older post, but I’ll recap:

1) It could be that Sanctuary III was already in the air before the game starts and had already visited Promethea to take some Civilians off Rhys’s hands so he had less to worry about. That would mean that we’d need a shuttle or something to reach the ship in order to activate the fast travel station, which is (possibly) where the ship on the cover art could come in. Because in the borderlands universe, you need to reach a Fast Travel station first before you’re able to teleport to it and if Sanc III is flying and Lilith doesn’t have her powers, we’re stranded on Pandora. (Alternatively, the ship could come down from space, but... I kinda doubt it can without not being able to take off again. Maybe borderlands just has cooler spaceships... idk. They were able to make a caravan space capable). Unfortunately, this would mean those screencaps from the new trailer that looks like Sanctuary III being infested with wildlife would not take place on early-game Pandora/that we wouldn’t rescue the ship and claim it as our own. (We could possibly get Sanctuary III in the air in the new BL2 DLC if this is the case.) The ship getting infested then could take place above the Maliwan planet or Promethea or soon after we join the crew and we’re sent down there to clean it up as a side quest. Or there’s a time skip and the ship gets overrun and we have to fix it. Now that’d be rad... 

2) gearbox is being sneaky beaky about the demo time. We do see Maya later on, which leads me to believe this takes place after we meet her. Where does it look like she’ll be? On the Maliwan/Monastery planet. It could be possible that the devs took the ship back to Pandora and simply removed the Maliwan planet from the list of places to take our ship. That would leave Promethea as an option while also explaining why there are both Promethean citizens and Maya on board. Could also explain Lilith having her tattoos back, since we don’t know the events of the story that lead to us going to find Maya. Though, I think I have an idea... I’ll leave that for my Maya masterpost though. Lilith also says “We arrived in one piece... that’s a first” when we travel to Promethea, leading me to believe either that’s where Sanctuary-II warped and got destroyed (maybe explaining why there are Promethea Civilians with us now), possibly in the asteroid fields, also maybe due to a mechanical failure, or Sanctuary-III, when it first went to Promethea with us, got a bit damaged by the rocks floating around Promethea or some other thing like the CoV attacking, idk. What are those rocks for, anyway? ....... I gotta make a post on that, don’t I? oi oi oi...

Moving on

the front of the Infirmary

....

this kinda looks like a baby T-Rex. There are T-Rexes on the swamp planet, which we now are assuming is Promethea, aren’t there? Oh hell yeah. If the swamp planet ISN’T Promethea I’m gonna be all like [shocked pikachu face]. that outskirts area was really making me believe. 

anyway, see above lol

we also get another glimpse at the SUPAMAX logo

some lootables in the back

not sure if these are Maliwan or not.

Zed also has a machine in the back here. We haven’t seen him around yet, but odds are he’s still kicking because of this. And hopefully still friendly with the crimson raiders. Maybe Tannis locked him in a closet or something, idk.

oooo i haven’t seen this screen before

i want to know what it isssss

this also looks eerily familiar. brb, gonna go find what this reminds me of

okay, so

not sure if its exactly the same material/type of symbol, but this location, what i have dubbed the “temple” cuz i got no better name for it, does have square emblems across the floor with borders.

so, interestingly, this one has what looks like an eye with beams shooting out of it. if that description sounds familiar to you, it should, because

EYEBALL

now i got no idea if these are related aside from being in the same game, but it does interest me that they’ve both got eyeballs and streaky beams.

Oh and Tannis’s Vault symbol doesn’t have the writing (?) across the edges, but I will say, it does kinda look like cuneiform and eridian writing had a baby. Like, if you super heavily pixelate the Watcher’s name on her title card...

tbh I’ve theorized a lot about this place, but haven’t found anything I particularly like. From the place where the first Vault Atlas ever opened is (meaning its on Promethea and could explain why Tannis has that slab), the Great Vault’s holding place (where the skeleton on the ground is Typhon and his final journal) (perhaps the Great Vault is the entryway to the Eridian homeworld... that could explain why the CoV are trying to find it... might be a reason why they’re being manipulated by new aliens to find it. god please let them be the Seraphs...) uh, anyway, I also had an idea that it was someplace on the Maliwan planet, and maybe that it was in the archives area that was taken over by Maliwan and that the skeleton was of a Siren. That would explain why Maya is shown handing the book to Little Blue in the MoM. I go over that in an old post though, so moving on.

 oh, there’s also a frame of Tannis’s animation where the dinosaur she was inside stands up and clips through the table:

there’s a small room over here we don’t get to see, and I’m wondering if there’s another NPC joining us on Sanctuary-III that isn’t showcased. god I hope if its pickle he got more bearable as he got older because dear god i hated him in tps. I can’t see Athena nor Janey with a desk like that. Maybe Vaughn? Though would he really want to go back to being an accountant after everything...?

more maliwan boxes btw. looks like someone scribbled on this one lol

now we head to the bridge!!!

looks like an arcade game lol

but possibly a control mechanism for shuttles coming in???  👀 👀 👀

Crew Quarters and the SUPAMAX logo

oh yeah, and in case you were doubtful that this was a borderlands game:

“Caution: Excessive Farts Detected”

the Bridge!!!

We’ve got a holo-projector thing up front like we’ve seen Rhys use, as well as a mini one used as a digistructer during Lorelei’s hamburger quest. Most interesting, Lily has her tattoos! Definitely wondering if this takes place later on in the story or if they swapped her early game model in. either way, they’re definitely there. 

some cool art of Sanctuary III zooming away

just have to say

i love this so much

its great

okay moving on

I wish they’d be more specific. do ruins = vault? Typhon says he discovers the Vault and the Key in one fell swoop. if Typhon DID give atlas the Vault key and the location to the Vault (and we’re not just listening to an ARG for the movie or smth) then why didn’t Atlas open it immediately?! I mean, in TFTBL Cassius says Gortys is their last ditch attempt at opening a Vault! So what the heck?? I can’t believe that it would be less than 200 years from the first Vault being discovered to the Eridians abandoning everything. like vault keys take 200 years to naturally charge so there’s no reason why it wouldn’t be already charged and available (Unless its more of a cycle thing where it charges and then discharges after a while for safety’s sake??). 

And another thing, if that IS Eridium growing out of the ground on Promethea, then they totally DID open the first Vault. Or at least Typhon did. Unless there was something stopping them... like... Maybe in the temple those demon-looking-things stopped them from getting through and that’s why we find a bunch of skeletons around the place? Or maybe the Guardians got to them, or some other Eridian protection scheme. i don’t know... im so confused... brain hurt...

anyway

why the fuck does Elpis look like this

is that the light side of the moon? dear god im blind.

hhhh at least we can still see the crackening

lowkey wondering if the ship is based off of Eridian tech. I could totally see a slip-space drive being based off Lilith’s phasewalking

when we finish travelling, Lily says “We’ve arrived in one piece. that’s a first” and yeeah, i can see whyyy

rocks. rocks everywhere. tbh i think these rocks are 1) why lilith says that (we’ve either been to Promethea before in Sanc-III or Sanc-II got decimated slip jumping here) and 2) why the VH’s entry into Promethea is apparently so awful Lilith needs to ask if they’re actually still alive. also, we get to see just how much of Promethea is cities and goddamn. that’s a lot for a borderworld.

sorry for the youtube bar. 

Deck A: Hammerlock - Infirmary/Tannis - Deck B: Marcus - Moxxi Deck C: Cargo Bay

I am honestly so curious how they got this ship with that lettering on it. I guess they could’ve made it themselves, but... you gotta wonder... maybe we get the ship built on Pandora by Ellie. Or she helps us fix it up after we remove all gross rat things from it.

MAYAAAAA

better look at the Monty poster plus some other stuff, like a clock, dartboard, and a gas mask. Also if anyone knows what that says up top there, please let me know, im super curious!

Hammerlock’s quarters!

this guy has the same facial hair as Zane. I swear to god if I hear “Oh, that’s me fourth brother” im gonna lose my absolute shit

something to the far left outside of Hammerlock’s quarters we’re not allowed to see yet :(

there’s also graffiti of “Charge port here” around the ship and i think that’s hilarious. It’s like an airport

put your ports in, damn it!

Ellie!!!

More maliwan boxes to her left, btw

the actual cargo bay. remember how i said to look at the bottom of sanctuary III to find the door? I’m like 90% sure that’s it right there. Randy also says “down here we can check out the vehicles we’ve collected AND this is how/where we get access to the planets while we’re in orbit”.

Crazy Earl’s black market! dunno how he’s actually, like, connected to the black market from here, but, hey, who knows what he’s got in there.

veteran rewards, apparently drawn over one of Marcus’s machines lol

“Inter-Galactic” a little drawing of Sanc-III and another Maliwan box (you can see why I think this ship is Maliwan, right?)

Clappy and his GF... yeah...

one very big digistruct pad. listen... im praying for a space shuttle. i really am.

finally:

the drop pod

god this looks awesome. I bet we’re gonna have many a fun time in there lol

I finally get to live out my dream of being an ODST in borderlands. what badasses they are.

[megalony]

Teacher’s Pet- Part 16

I can’t believe how many parts I’ve written for this dad! Ben Hardy series and I don’t feel close to finishing yet. I hope you will all like this part, the feedback for this series is always lovely.

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Summary: Gwilym sets Ben up on a date with (Y/n) who teaches at the school Ben’s kids go to. But Ben is hesitant in the relationship that feels like no other to him, his boys have a few problems and he has to put them first.

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"You know none of the boys are asleep, don't you?" (Y/n) bit her lip as she tried to crane her head to the left in order to look at Ben but she could only just see the glimmer of a smirk on his lips.

"Hmm." Ben hummed his response against (Y/n)'s neck, briefly darting his eyes up to look at her before he closed his eyes again and grinned against her skin causing her to shiver. Ben knew that out of all three boys Finn would be the only one who was anywhere near falling asleep right now. Both Carter and James were too hyper to fall asleep yet and when they were like that Ben just left them to it until they bored themselves to sleep. Sitting and trying to talk to them or calm them down never really got them to go to sleep so Ben saw it as pointless. Finn was the only one who would be calmed down and settled when Ben sat with him and talked to him.

"Of course that wouldn't stop you." (Y/n) mumbled the words quietly under her breath but she knew Ben heard her when she felt his teeth grazing against the sensitive skin where her neck met her shoulder.

"You want me to stop just cause they're nocturnal animals? If you're quiet they won't hear you."

Ben pushed himself up so he was leaning on his right arm, allowing him to look down at (Y/n) and see her roll her eyes at him. (Y/n) didn't know what had gotten into Ben lately but he was having a rather large tendancy to be cheeky and if any of the boys saw him like that it only made them giggle and encourage Ben further.

(Y/n) leaned her head to the side as she narrowed her eyes at the cunning grin on Ben's face that made her sure he was up to something. But her confusion about his smile was soon resolved when she suddenly felt his left hand slide under her shirt and grab her bare hip. The one and only thing that annoyed (Y/n) about Ben was the fact that his hands were always cold, he couldn't seem to keep them at a normal temperature and right now they were like cubes of ice against her rather warm skin.

A gasp escaped (Y/n)'s lips at the feeling of his hand on her skin causing her legs to tense and pull up. And something between a gasp and a laugh left her lips when Ben moved his hand up higher until he was touching her side and stomach.

"Ben stop it you're freezing!" (Y/n) swatted her hand against his arm but it made no impact on him as he simply continued to grin at her.

"Hey look, they're all awake now." Ben smoothed his thumb against (Y/n)'s stomach when he could feel the baby moving since he presumably just woke their girl up but the thought only made his smile grow wider. He leaned his head back down and pressed his face into (Y/n)'s shoulder again as he continued to smooth his hand over her stomach.

"You probably scared her." (Y/n) muttered with narrowed eyes but Ben knew she wasn't actually mad at him.

(Y/n) let her eyes fall closed as Ben started to pepper kisses against her neck and along her shoulder and she could feel his hand switching between her stomach and her thigh as if he didn't know where he wanted to touch her the most. She could feel him smiling against her skin when he started to bite down at the base of her shoulder and it sent shivers tingling underneath her skin.

Ben reminded (Y/n) of a vampire with the way his teeth were nipping and pulling at her skin as if he was so tempted to puncture his fangs right through to the muscle but was doing well to hold himself back. But he wasn't holding himself back from trailing his fingertips over her skin, changing from his touch being as light as a feather to pressing the pads of his fingers down on her skin. (Y/n) kenw well enough to know he was switching between how he touched her to annoy her because his hand was still cold and he loved to feel the way she shivered beneath him.

She almost pulled back when Ben's leg moved to rest between hers because even his feet were freezing cold but the rest of him was hot to the touch. (Y/n) knew that if the baby wasn't in the way Ben would have moved so that he would be hovering over her by now and he always made her think of some kind of angel when he did that. He looked down at her and he seemed like some kind of angel or even a demon when he grinned a certain way and it made shivers run throughout her system in the best possible way.

"That's gonna bruise, you know that?" (Y/n) tilted her head to look at Ben but just as his eyes lifted to meet hers, they both looked towards the door when it suddenly barged open.

Pressing her lips together, (Y/n) glanced over at Ben before she slowly pushed herself up so she was sitting up rather than lying down as Ben did the same. Both of them looked over at James expectingly as he was stood in the doorway clinging to the door handle. He looked like he was torn between saying one thing or another, there seemed to be a debate happening in his mind making him look rather confused.

"What's up buddy, you should be in bed."

"Carter's got the tv on loud and he isn't going to bed! D-did... did you bite mummy?"

James seemed to switch from being hyper and annoyed at Carter to suddenly looking confused and rather hesitant with his question. His eyes narrowed and he looked between (Y/n) and Ben like he was expecting the answer to pop right out at him or for them to move or do something or say something. He had clearly heard (Y/n) when she said that Ben's mark was going to bruise and he had seen that she was speaking to Ben so it clicked in James' mind that Ben had done something to form a bruise.

"Buddy no-"

"You bit mum?" Carter's voice cut Ben off before he even had the chance to think up some sort of excuse or lie to tell which James would understand.

A sigh passed through Ben's lips and he rubbed at his eyes, praying that this wouldn't turn into some kind of argument or debate because he couldn't deal with that right now. Pushing himself to his feet, Ben inhaled deeply as he walked over to his boys and stood in front of them. James was still clinging to the door and Carter was stood a step behind him with narrowed eyes full of confusion and he looked very sceptical.

"Right, why don't you stay and sit with your mum for a bit, and you, come with me." Ben ruffled James' hair before letting him scuttle past to jump on the bed and sit with (Y/n) before Ben spun Carter round and held his shoulders, guiding him out of the room.

"Why did you bite mum?!" Carter shrugged Ben's hands off his shoulders when they were in the hallway and he spun round to look at Ben but the eldest boy growled when Ben simply turned him back around and continued to walk them both towards Carter's room. He wasn't having this conversation out in the hall and he wasn't having Carter get angry and riled up for no reason.

When they were in Carter's room Ben let go of his shoulders and watched Carter move to sit down on the bed. Ben turned the tv off which shouldn't be on right now since it was Carter's wind down time where he needed to settle and try to sleep.

A sigh passed through Ben's lips when he sat down next to Carter but Carter folded his arms over his chest and huffed, turning so he was sitting with his side facing Ben.

"What, are you grumpy with me now?"

"Did you bite mum, James seemed to think that you did."

Ben didn't know how to explain because he knew it wasn't going to sink in for Carter. The eldest boy had a hard enough time as it was trying to understand emotions and his own feelings, he wasn't going to understand that there was a difference between the way Ben technically bit (Y/n) just now and the way Carter bit people.

"Don't that that tone with me as if I've done something wrong. I didn't bite your mum in the way you think I did."

"What does that mean?" Carter kept his arms folded over his chest but he turned a little so that he was sat towards Ben instead of away from him. He was confused, annoyed but still intrigued as to how there could be a different way to bite someone. Biting to Carter meant getting frustrated or having a meltdown and biting someone or himself to release his emotions and show someone how angry he felt. He didn't think there could be another way to bite someone other than that.

"When I poke you or pinch you that's different from if someone at school did that, isn't it? I don't do it to be mean or cruel, I can tease you in a friendly good way. When I hit your mum's bum that's not me being cruel or angry and I know you understand that."

"Why is biting different?"

"Because when you bite, you do this." Ben rolled up his sleeve to show Carter the scar he had from when he bit him harshly at learning (Y/n) was pregnant. "You bite harshly and you do it with force because you're angry, I've got a lot of marks from where you bit me over the years and you always do it when you're upset."

Carter looked up at Ben through hooded eyes in a way that showed he looked and felt guilty about when he bit Ben. Every time he saw the scars from his bite marks he felt awful because some marks were just little dots that could be from anything but Ben had at least two were you could tell it was teeth indents from both the upper and lower teeth and it made Carter cringe. He hated hurting Ben but he always ended up doing it because he had to hurt someone or something when he felt so angry.

"Sometimes adults can bite in an affectionate way and not in the kind of way you do to feel better and less angry. But you don't have to think or worry about that, it's an adult thing and you're too young for that. Okay?"

Ben knew Carter wasn't going to completely understand this and he couldn't expect Carter to understand either. But he was hoping Carter got the idea of what Ben was saying enough so that he wouldn't worry or get angry or upset about this. It wasn't something worth fighting over and when he grew up it was something he would see and have to try and grasp anyway.

"Okay."

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Ben thought he would have gotten used to being called into the school about the boys, with the amount of times that this had happened it should be second nature. But every time he came to the school under these circumstances he got nervous and sometimes angry in case he would have to defend any of his boys.

But today was not like all the other times he was called into the school because today it was (Y/n) who had called him and none of the boys were even in her class.

He had just got in the car ready to go home after a night shift when (Y/n) called and that panicked him into thinking something was wrong with her or the baby or even the boys.

(Y/n) had taken the boys to school with her and they were supposed to stay in the classroom with her since she went in early to prepare for her class. But when it was time for the boys to go to their classes, it was Finn who didn't want to go. He hadn't spoken all morning and then started to cry when it was time to go to class and he wouldn't say a word to (Y/n) or even Gwilym. There had been no choice but to call Ben because when Finn was in a state Ben was the only one who Finn would talk to.

"Alright, I'm here what's happened?" Ben scanned his eyes around the office room he had frequented a few times since moving the boys to this school.

He looked around the room and saw Gwilym sat with Carter and James on the cream coloured sofa pressed up against the back wall and (Y/n) sat in the armchair with Finn in her arms. The youngest boy didn't look half as upset and unsettled as Ben thought he would be or as he had seen before but Finn still wasn't in a good state.

Finn's eyes were red-rimmed, his cheeks were blotched red and his breathing was fast and uneven like he was about to have a panic attack.

"Honey I'm just gonna have a word with your dad, okay?" (Y/n) rubbed her hand up and down Finn's arm but he hardly reacted to her words just like he hadn't all morning. He felt like he was about to shake when (Y/n) stood up and settled Finn down on the chair in her place and she didn't want to let go of him but she had to speak to Ben.

Her eyes darted over to Gwilym before she took Ben's hand and walked outside the office with him. Both (Y/n) and Gwilym had got their classes settled and had a co-worker keep an eye on the classes for a bit so they could sort this. (Y/n) couldn't go and teach her class knowing something was up with Finn and Carter and James didn't want to go to class because Finn being unsettled made them uneasy too. Gwilym stayed so he could help keep an eye on all the boys and see if he could get Finn to open up but so far he had stayed mute.

"What's happened?" Ben rested his hands on (Y/n)'s hips but she could feel his fingers tensing against her skin. He was trying hard not to squeeze her hips too tightly due to the frustration and nervousness rattling through him.

"I don't know, he hardly ate breakfast and he wouldn't speak all morning, he just nodded and looked worried. They all stayed in my class for a bit but he still wouldn't speak and when it was time to go to class he suddenly burst into tears. He's let me hug him and talk to him but he won't say what's wrong. Last night he was perfectly fine and he was talking then."

"Did he have a nightmare? He hasn't had one for three weeks now it would have shaken him up if he did."

Ben didn't like night shifts, he didn't get enough sleep as it was with the boys at home and their problems. But this had been the first night shift he had taken in over a year because it was an emergency one needing covering and (Y/n) lived with them. She could look after the boys and she made them feel safe enough that Ben being gone wasn't a problem. But if Ben wasn't there it did sometimes unsettle Finn and that could have caused him to have a nightmare.

"No I checked on him he didn't have a nightmare... I- I think one of the boys said something to him. He's worried about something and he won't tell me what it is but he won't talk to Carter or James either, he won't even sit with them."

(Y/n) rubbed her hand up and down Ben's arm that was very tense just like the way his jaw was tightening to the point the bone was almost pushing through the skin. 

She didn't want to think that Finn was this distressed because of something one of his brothers had said but it did make sense to (Y/n). Finn had been fine last night after Ben went to work, he had settled down with (Y/n) and stayed with her until he fell asleep. She checked on him during the night and he didn't wake up or have a nightmare. But then when all three boys came down for breakfast he was quiet and unsettled, he wouldn't eat and he just got worse throughout the morning.

"If he won't even sit with James then something is up... I'll have a word with him out here without everyone around." Ben knew that Finn was close to James because James helped to make Finn feel settled and comfortable and safe so if he wasn't even sitting near to James then something was wrong. But if it was to do with one of the boys Finn wouldn't talk in front of them in fear of getting them into trouble.

Ben looked over at Carter and James when they walked back into the room but both boys seemed rather calm, sat talking to Gwilym.

"Buddy, you wanna come have a talk with me?" Ben bent down on his knees in front of Finn who looked more than relieved now that Ben was here. The youngest boy nodded before throwing his arms around Ben's neck and burrowing into his chest. He let Ben pick him up and take him out of the room so they could talk in private so Finn would feel more able to open up.

(Y/n) hated how she had to call Ben up to come and sort a problem out when she felt like she should be able to talk to Finn and help him to open up and console in her. He had just come off a night shift and he should be going home and getting some sleep while no one else is in the house so he can sleep without worry or feeling like he has to get up and check on the boys. But instead he had come from work straight to the school to sort out a problem that no one knew how to solve or even approach.

With a sigh, (Y/n) slowly sat herself down in the chair again, clicking her back into place as she did so before she looked over at Gwilym and the boys. Both Carter and James looked a bit uneasy and worried as if they were either going to get in trouble for something or as if something was going to happen.

"Do you two know why Finn's so upset? Has he said anything to you last night or this morning?" (Y/n) spoke calmly in case either of the boys had said something that may have caused Finn to react badly but they just shook their heads.

It didn't feel like Ben and Finn had been out the room for very long at all before the door opened and Ben came back in with Finn still clinging to his front like he wanted to become part of Ben or camouflage into him.

"James, can you take Finn and sit on the sofa in the hall please?" Ben gently set Finn down to his feet and motioned for James to come over. He didn't want to argue or get angry in front of Finn who was only just beginning to calm down now because that wouldn't be fair on him. And James wasn't in trouble so he didn't need to bear witness to an argument, it would be better if he could look after Finn for a few minutes and keep him calm somewhere out of the way.

Ben kissed the top of Finn's head and ruffled James' hair but the moment both boys were out of the room and the door was safely closed behind them, a look of thunder took over Ben's face.

"We've been doing so well these past few weeks with everything that's happened and I thought you were coping with it but you just had to go and push everyone's buttons, didn't you?"

(Y/n) and Gwilym both didn't like the way Ben was scratching at his palms and continuously curling his hands into fists. It showed he was beyond angry but didn't know what to do with himself because he didn't want to cause a scene. He was trying to be calm and talk about this without having an argument with his eldest son but it was always so hard not to break out into a fight.

"What's he done?" Gwilym rested his hand on Carter's back who had a blank expression on his face but too many emotions in his eyes.

"Scared the shit out of Finn for a start. He told him that he can't call (Y/n) his mum because Finn already has a mum so all morning Finn's been scared senseless thinking that Lucy is gonna turn up and he'll have to see her again!"

The amount of anger radiating through Ben was unreal but it lessened ever so slightly when he saw the way Carter flinched at his words. He knew that talking about Lucy was something he could not do under no uncertain terms because it would scare Finn to the point of a panic attack or worse. Finn was just starting to think of (Y/n) as his mum and call her his mum and this was a huge milestone for Finn. If Carter talked like this to him and made him this scared then it would set Finn back and he would retreat into his shell.

Ben and (Y/n) would have to work ten times harder to make him feel comfortable again and bring him back out of his shell and comfortable around (Y/n). That wasn't fair on anyone, especially not Finn when he was making this much process.

"Why would you say something like that?"

(Y/n) smoothed her thumb over her stomach as she watched Carter look away from her and his emotionless expression finally changed so that he was now looking angry and sorry for himself. She knew that Carter had a problem not wanting to share (Y/n) with a new baby but she didn't think he was bothered by James or Finn calling her mum too. Her and Ben had made it clear that she was a mother to all of them, it didn't make her less of Carter's mum if she had a baby or the boys saw her as their mother too.

All eyes fell onto Carter but he simply huffed and wrapped his arms around his chest and tipped his head down, refusing to look at any of them.

"Answer your mum Carter." Gwilym spoke quietly but encouragingly as he nudged Carter with his elbow to try and get him to open up. He couldn't stay silent forever and if he didn't answer soon Ben was going to get a lot angrier with him and no one wanted that.

"Honey you seem to be okay with us having a baby and sharing me with a baby, why would you tell Finn not to call me his mum too?"

"Carter start fucking talking because I'm not having this. I've worked a twelve hour shift and I haven't slept in over thirty six hours. I've come straight from work to see why Finn is so distressed this morning and it's your fault. You should all be in class and I should be in bed so you tell me why the Hell you were so fucking spiteful because I need to go home for some sleep before I pass out!"

Ben needed to be home in bed right now but he wasn't, he was here trying to sort out a mess that Carter had created just when Ben thought they were all getting along and things were starting to pick up.

"Because Finn and James have mums, you're my mum and I like you being just my mum. I don't want to share you... dad said the baby won't have another mum but you so I guess I don't mind sharing with the baby." Carter didn't like sharing, he liked (Y/n) being his mum because it felt loving and special and like it was just his own connection with her that he didn't have to share or compete with anyone else for.

Ben said that the baby was (Y/n)'s baby and therefore wouldn't have any other mother like all the boys technically did and Carter understood that. He understood that (Y/n) was the baby's mum and therefore he had to share her with his only sister, it made sense. But he didn't want to share with anyone else. Sometimes Carter saw the situation as if (Y/n) was one of his teddies, the more he had to share the teddy with his brothers, the less it became his. Or like a cake, the more people who wanted some meant the less Carter got for himself and he didn't like that.

"If that's how you think then you don't get to call (Y/n) your mum."

Ben's sudden words shocked everyone in the room who looked at him with wide eyes and fear on their faces. Gwilym knew how Carter would react to that therefore he held onto Carter's shoulder just in case he felt the need to lash out. And (Y/n)'s hand pressed firmer against her stomach as she looked up at Ben in confusion. Why was he saying that, what did it mean? He knew how Carter would react to that.

"What? B-but she's my mum-"

"Carter calm down, your dad probably didn't mean that." Gwilym looked at Ben in confusion, squinting behind his glasses as he shook his head signalling to Ben to either stop or explain.

"No, I mean it. If you think that James and Finn can't call (Y/n) their mum because they already technically have a mother then you can't call her your mum because you technically have Jamie."

Carter couldn't apply that kind of logic to his brothers and not have it applied or backfired on himself. If the boys couldn't call (Y/n) their mum because she didn't give birth to them then neither could Carter. What he said to Finn was beyond unfair and cruel and he knew exactly how his brother would react but he did it anyway. Ben wouldn't let Carter do that because Carter knew how unsettled Finn could get and if it was the other way around Carter would shout and scream if Finn did something like that to him.

"What you said to Finn was fucking cruel and you know it, you know Lucy was a bad person and we do not mention her, especially not in front of Finn. If you're gonna be this cruel, selfish and possessive over (Y/n) then you don't get treated any differently than how you treat everyone else. You need to learn that you are as equally loved as your brothers and sister, you aren't any more or less loved and looked after."

"B-but it's not fair-"

"No, what you did to Finn was not fair and I'll go above and beyond that right now. (Y/n) has done everything for all of you and if you're going to act like this then you do not call her your mum because you don't deserve that privilege unless you start to be fair. Do you understand me?"

If Carter was going to be petty and cruel because he felt unsettled about sharing (Y/n) then he couldn't expect to be treated normally or exceptionally. He either had to cope with the fact that his siblings calling (Y/n) their mum was normal and okay or he couldn't call her that. Ben was putting his foot down, he and (Y/n) were parents to all the boys and to their daughter and that was it. They loved all of them equally and they cared for them and were trying to give them the attention they needed.

Carter may not understand or be coping with this very well but he had to learn because this was the way things were going to be and this was the best his life had ever been in a long time. He wasn't losing anything or being left out or unloved by sharing (Y/n) with his siblings, he gained unconditional love from both his parents and he needed to know that their love for him wasn't strained or shared or restricted.

Their love for all their children was endless.

[latinalesbi]

The good trouble account doesn’t even follow the moms or boys lol so much for the family

Yes, they tag Sherri and Teri in posts. They are such users.

Anonymous said:                                                                      Cringe at some of the fans of the show I really do. On twitter for the 1st time in ages Joanna baits them. BB has gone quiet thank god. They’ve all moved on people. They got bored of writing for the moms-never really knew what to do with them s3 onwards. They wanted Maia front and center that’s evident, the spin off was their idea. The amount of new characters on their new show means money wasn’t the real issue. They’ve moved studios to cut costs. They gave up on Teri and Sherri thats the truth.

Yes, this officially makes Joanna the worst one. How she gonna tell a FAN that if she raises 30 MILLION dollars, she’ll produce the show. Bitch please. SHUT Up. She makes me so angry. They went along with whatever Freeform wanted. It’s so sad. They didn’t want the older lesbians and that’s a fact. These women weren’t sleeping around getting down with multiple women and they weren’t young things (yeah I am looking at you Bold Type and their male gaze), Freeform had no room to make a couple like Stef and Lena, front and center.

Anonymous said:                                                                      If only they had realised the storm their decision would’ve caused both Fform and the creators of the fosters. I think had they realised their new shows cloak & dagger etc would do as badly as they have they would have sanctioned a season 6. In fact I’m sure. They need the viewing figures. If the creators really wanted to go down the line of the spin off they could have run both show concurrently, that would’ve appeased every1. Like Blackish and Grownish do now Wonder if that idea ever came up?    

I think maybe you are right. Grownish came in like a hit, and that’s around the time they announced cancellation, but it’s clear now: Freeform show suck. No one wants to watch this network. The Fosters was a product of ABC F and Freeform hated it for that.

Anonymous said:                                                                      Roll my eyes at people on twitter telling us we should support this new show as The Fosters was a family and fam supports fam. Dear lord they don’t seem to get the fact that this so called family behind the scenes betrayed each other. They negotiated behind the back of Teri Sherri and the guys and left them blindsided by the decision. Bradley Peter Maia Cierra and Joanna were all complicit in that. Their ‘family’ lost their jobs whilst they not only kept theirs but no doubt got pay rises. Asses!            

Anyone who wants to sell me that shit, can go fuck themselves. What a waste of energy. This wasn’t a family, this was a job, people got fucked over, I want to see the backstabbers crash and burn.

Anonymous said:                                                                      It was the Callie show for the past two seasons. Literally everything that could happen to a person happened to her lol! They didn’t really have a use for the other characters anymore. The only reason they are bringing Cierra -Marianna on board for the new show is that they are good friends in real life. I really believe that. Can’t believe they are producers too, the former cast must have been shocked at that. It’s like a double kick in the balls.          

I agree with that and that’s why this real life friendship has an end date. It will always be Maia and guest. If production money is all she cares about then maybe it will last. However, if the limelight she seeks, then she will be disappointed.

Anonymous said:                                                                      I loved the first few seasons of The Fosters. It was so family orientated. I loved the relationship between Stef and Calli it was what I wished for if Im honest. The show became too political for me at the end, they lost a little of what made it special.

I’ve said it before, the Trump election ruined the country and specifically this show. I needed escapism, ok. Is that ok to say? This show was built on that fantasy of a life. Suddenly, everything was about Trump even though on their timeline, he hadn’t been elected. They should have left the fosters alone and made a political show elsewhere.

Anonymous said:                                                                      Thought of watching Good Trouble every week and who is Callie going to save next urgh!They’ll be lots of new young, good looking characters, lots of sex no doubt which is funny considering the moms were barely allowed to touch towards the end. The creators zoned out. They wanted this new show, probably preferred writing for the girls etc. If you read articles at the beginning of The Fosters in 2013 they were so enthused about Stef and Lena, excited to talk about their stories, its worlds apart.          

Well Bradley got divorced and clearly didn’t believe in marriage anymore. He bought himself a young boyfriend and everyone got bored of stef and lena, except the audience. Sadly. It also shows how fake they are. They are actors selling a product. Ultimately, they didn’t really care, they just thought that’s what the network wanted to hear then.

P.S. Just don’t watch troubled shows.

Anonymous said:                                                                      They harp on & boast about their social justice storylines and how this will continue when the real injustice happened on their show in front of all of us. They kept the 2 straight characters and let go the 2 older women who happened to play lesbians and their gay son. These were the characters that had the most social impact & brought the most awareness to the show at the beginning. They gave people hope and a feeling they were being listened too. It’s so sad tptb seem to have forgotten that.            

And their stupid show’s tag is going to an invade a rightfully political tag about a black activist. People looking for this will bump into white savior callie. This isn’t progressive, it’s the typical erasure that happens to lesbians.

Anonymous said:                                                                      The thing that has arisen, if that’s the right word 😂 is the huge love everyone has for Sherri and Teri and their characters Stef and Lena. They truly made a difference to people’s lives. That will never change no matter what the powers that be decide is best for themselves and their network. Maybe Callie and Marianna stories on this spinoff will be worthy but it will never compare to the real affect Teri and Sherri had on so many people. They’re loved universally and that will never go away. X  

History will tell, and no one will remember Good Trouble. No one. 

Anonymous said:                                                                      Famous in Love might not be cancelled after all now. What a joke. Could you imagine how much they are paying Bella Thorne, the ratings are shit and yet they are considering keeping it on the air yet cancel the Fosters, the highest rating show? They just want to keep Marlene King sweet no doubt, she’s got her PLL spinoff coming. It’s all trash, the network and the creators of the Fosters. In a few years time the Fosters will still be talked about, maybe then they’ll appreciate Sherri and Teri.             

It was. Thank god. Next, Bold Type and next cancel the network.

Anonymous said:                                                                      If it was a money thing why didn’t they just skim down the amount of guest characters they brought in and go back to family stories? There were so many new characters every week we couldn’t keep up & made the show feel disjointed, we didn’t have any loyalty to them. Getting rid of the boys and the moms will have saved them money, yes, they’ve moved studios too so that’s a cost cut. But then they’ve cast a load of new characters for the spin off and made the girls ep’s. Something isn’t right.             

It was not a money thing at all. They want to say that but it’s not. It was about older women and how Freeform can’t sell that. Or rather, about how they don’t know how to sell it.

Anonymous said:                                                                      Don’t worry peeps. They will realise their mistakes. The Fosters was the family. When that started to be phased out we stayed around honestly due to the connection we’d built with the characters and the those that played them. You don’t build that loyalty up overnight. They didn’t think about the fans, if they did they’d have known dumping some of the cast and picking others was a non starter. Go out on a high as the family you began with, that’s what they should have done. Everyone or no-one.             

Exactly. I think the good feelings would have remained if they hadn’t betrayed the family. Now things are tainted.

Anonymous said:                                                                      They thought we’d all continue to watch. The apathy towards us as fans is staggering. Unless they manage to generate a whole new sector of viewers which they won’t, their ratings are going to suffer hugely. They will lose so many of us. Some will be intrigued by the first ep, after that and realising the rest of the cast are really no more it will slide off. They created and had something special, this spinoff tarnished it for me.             

The thing fans aren’t really a thing to these people. The noise people make on twitter is completely just that for them, background noise. That’s why I enjoyed when someone ruffles their feathers. When truth comes close to home, they react. If Freeform knew how to create a  hit, they would have done so by now. The Fosters was successful because of the fanbase it had built from the ABCF days. Hours of politics, the law and callie. No thanks.

Anonymous said:                                                                      If their idea of family is to forsake their fellow cast then who’d want to be a part of that? Sellouts pure and simple, money over ‘family.’             

That’s it. Nothing else.

Anonymous said:                                                                      I watch the ratings for shows, it was odd to me when the decision was made. The Fosters at that point was their highest rated show both live figure and the delayed viewing. And yes most def their most stable show. Sirens had since done well. Grownish dropped, Cloak & Dagger, started well-ish but then dropped. The Bold Type has always been low and Famous in Love- terrible. Last season it always beat Shadowhunters too. That show had a big international deal to be fair. Really strange decision.           

And yet they canned Shadowhunters. If there was a show I could believe had some weird cult following online, it would be that. They didn’t care either. I don’t know what Freeform is aiming for. Race to the bottom with them.

Anonymous said:                                                                      My thinking: Teri and Sherri had the highest salaries. Fform knew the ratings were good. Thought Maia and Cierra with their social media following were popular and therefore could lead a show thus save money by getting rid of Teri and Sherri and it wouldn’t affect the ratings. They didn’t realise the demographic of audience was vast. People watched the show for a variety of reasons. They should have done some polling before making the decision, would have been clear pretty quick. Amateur network             

I don’t know. They made maia and cierra more money as producers then they would have with The Fosters. It’s almost as if those 2 were the problem with money. They were demanding so much, the network couldn’t afford to pay anyone else much. The network is trash. I will live to see it die.

[t-khalynn-tales]

At the Heart of the Matter, Part 2:

- Seeking Direction

“Talathar Tahl,” Brother E-Sumi Yan greeted. “Be welcome.”

The lala bowed nervously. “ ‘Course, Guildmaster. Thank ya fer agreein’ ta see me so quickly.”

“No need for such formality, Talathar,” the padjal smiled. “Please, be at ease. Take a seat, if you would.”

She nodded and clambered up the offered chair. Once settled, she accepted an offer for some soothing tea. They spoke for a while, mostly of minor things at first, until her nerves had settled a bit. They then came to the reason Tala had requested the meeting - the recent investigations into her missing past. She explained the discovery of the young lala vagabond who bore such a stark family resemblance, along with matching scars and markings. She also mentioned Kory’s investigations in the abandoned husk of the burned-out manor near the border with Thanalan, and her suspicious of underground caverns and Gelmorrian magics. But M’yrissa’s alternate theory of some corrupted form of Red or Black Magic being involved was just as reasonable.

E-Sumi Yan frowned slightly. “It is troubling. Strange and forgotten magics seem to be surfacing once again, across different disciplines. Ensuring that the dark magics such as what marked you as a child never again harm another is a worthy goal. Do you know what your next step will be?”

Tala only nodded. Although there were always rumors floating about the Conjurers Guild - whispers of A-Ruhn Senn’s absence from the Twelvewood, murmurs of a new young Padjal discovered in the Fringes of Gyr Abania, even wild stories of a soul-eating wild beast running rampant through the ruined halls of Doma castle - the lalafell rarely spent much energy wondering about them. Such tales were only briefly noted, and often forgotten. But now, trying to track down any information on a buried past, she wish she remembered even half the tales so freely shared among gossips - if only for a hint of direction.

“Ta tell th’ truth, ‘m not sure where ta start ‘nvestigatin…” she sighed. “Is all so confusin!”

The Guildmaster chuckled. “Yes, all problems are confusing - in the beginning, at least. But looking at your choices, Talathar, and considering all the information you have gathered, old and new - which path do you feel is most plausible?”

She sighed again. Of course he wouldn’t make it easy. In silence, she mulled over her choices.

At first glance, Mei was the most obvious choice. Despite the fact that the younger lala seemed to be mute, there was the very real possibility that she could remember what Tala herself could not. Talin had mentioned that Mei had been learning to write, so she was sure that they could somehow manage to communicate, one way or another. But Tala was a little afraid that delving into whatever dark memories Mei had would open old wounds, and cause unintended pain. And while she was determined to ensure no one else suffered, she also did not want to cause the younger woman any further trauma.

As for the stories of secret passages and underground tunnels, at this point it was just that - stories. Until and unless Kory actually uncovered an entryway, or at least some solid evidence that the tunnels were real, there wasn’t much to follow up on there, either. And while she could try to help Kory with her investigations, she wasn’t too sure how helpful she would be. The tribes of the deep Shroud were not always open to new faces, and Kory had been in contact with them for years. It would take more time than she could afford to win over their trust.

Trying to help M’yr with her research would be a waste of time and effort. Not only was Tala no learned scholar, she was not even a member of the Arcanists Guild, so did not have free access to their archives. She also did not have the patience for prolonged stays in musty halls filled with old books and enforced silence.

That left the investigations into alternate magics. She grimaced at the realization.

Thaumaturgy.

It was her early experiments into that discipline which had first triggered the aetheric instabilities that had very nearly killed her. They still weren’t completely sure how, but it seemed that the sigil on her back had been intended as something like a seal - harnessing her own aether flows to empower itself, to accomplish whatever task it had been intended for. But when that magic had began to unravel, when she tried to draw on the umbral flows, the power began to cycle back into her system, flooding her body with an unfamiliar overflow of umbral energies.

It had been Red magic that had saved her. Her friend Solya had unearthed the ritual, and had used to help re-balance her astral and umbral aether flows once more. Something to do with the nature of Red magic, the miquo’te had tried to explain. Tala hadn’t really understood it all, but even the Guildmaster had agreed it was the most reasonable theory.

Since then, she had not dared to tamper with the umbral energies. Although the arcane brand on her shoulder seemed dormant now, she for one did not wish to risk losing her internal balance again.

E-Sumi Yan nodded at her concern.

“Your worry is not unfounded. But perhaps this would be beneficial to you, beyond your current endeavors?”

She blinked at him. “Uh… ‘m not understandin…?”

The elder offered a slight, humorless grin. “Tell me, Talathar Tahl; what is the true nature of Red Magic? Do you know?”

Tala shook her head slowly.

“Then perhaps you should seek the answer to that question for yourself.”

__________

Tala sighed, making her way to the House after her chat with the Guildmaster. While he had not offered any further explanation on the nature of Red Magic, he did offer information on where she should direct her efforts on the next part of her investigations.

Gyr Abania.

It seemed that an order of Red Mages had played a part on the conflicts in the not-so-distant past, first between the Mad King and the Ala Mhigo revolutionaries, then later with the Imperial invasion. And according to rumor, many of the new Red Mages were adventurers returning from Gyr Abania, and spoke of a traveling miquo’te teaching the way of the Red Mages to those he deemed worthy.

If she would learn more of Red Magic, Gyr Abania seemed the best destination.

“I hate sand in my shoes,” she muttered under her breath, as she stabled Stalwart and put away his riding gear.

Stalwart cooed sympathetically at her, gently butting his feathery head against her chest. WIth a sigh, she ruffled his feathers affectionately, before measuring out some feed for him and closing up the stable door behind her.

“Rest up, Stal. Got a lotta walkin ta do, soon.”

The little chocobo seemed to scoff at the notion, before starting on his dinner. She chuckled and decided to see to her own.

At least, until she opened the door to the house.

She heard shouting and crashing from the basement, the voices both familiar and clearly agitated. Startled, looked around for something - anything - she could use as a weapon, and dashed down the stairwell, nearly slipping on the way down. She managed to get to the bottom unscathed, and her arm cocked back and ready to throw her almost-dangerous orange at whatever threat might be lurking.

And blinked, her arm lowering slowly in confused horror.

Tables, chairs, and one sofa lay overturned. Paintings had fallen from the wall, and at least one frame lay broken on the floor. Books, papers, and the broken remains of cops and plates were scattered throughout the room. And there was a distinctly foul odor in the air.

There was also a certain scholar, standing on a small stepladder perched near the edge of the bar, reaching up with a sack of some sort, trying to coax a disheveled and wary owlet down from his perch atop the rack of wine casks. And a pink-haired lalafell holding the legs of the miquo’te’s platform steady.

She blinked again, then dropped the orange back into the bowl and sighed. The poor terrified owlet noticed her almost immediately, and flew over in near panic. She raised an arm up for him to land on, and noticed the stains on his feathers.

Ah. Is why I told Kalen not ta feed ‘im so much…

Tala cooed at the distressed little owl soothingly for a moment, before turning to glare at the pair still standing on the bar.

“Umm, hi Tala!” Picpiceli greeted with a cheerful nervousness. “We can explain…”

“No, Pickles. FIRST yer gonna safely get Kalen down, afore he hurts himself,” she declared firmly, “THEN ‘m gonna tend ta Rowley, an’ this mess is gonna get cleaned up. AFTER is all done, THEN we’ll talk about why ya were both terrifyin poor Rowley.”

“I’ll go call Horatio back to help…” Pickles trailed off at the other lala’s fierce glare. “Right. Cleaning. I’ll just get the broom, then.”

She nodded, then turned to the miquo’te clambering down from the stepladder. “An’ YOU, Kalen. Yer gonna learn how ta clean an owlet’s feathers, an’ how ta change a dirty nappy.” __________

A.N. - Thank you to Kalen and Picipiceli for their permission to use their characters in my story!

[mcatmania]

Posting a bunch of text posts is getting old and had to keep up with the damn movie so below are my thoughts. Enjoy.

- So if Shere Khan has sworn to kill Mowgli then how the hell did that news get to the wolves? Did Shere Khan show up and go - OKAY LISTEN UP

- “It’s too big around, Mowgli says.” It’s. too. big. around. These jokes just about write themselves.

- Here comes everyone’s favorite non villain. I would classify Kaa as like an unfriendly acquaintance. 

- Please go to sleep.....please go to sleep. This little song just cracks me up.

- He wont’ be here in the morning. Lol. God damn this snake is funny.

- A sssserious missssstake.Mowgli is just what happens if we push these coils off?

- oh my god here it comes. brace yourselves. HE’S GOT A KNOT IN HIS TAIL. YES. YES. YES.

- Okay Bageera - Mowgli just saved your life. No need to be a damn sour puss about it. Go to sleep. And he’s just like angry muttering.

- At what point in the night was Mowgli like I’ll just sleep on your ass man if that’s chill.

- Mowgli how the hell do you know what a parade is?

- One of these damn elephants is high as fuck and I will be taking no other questions at this time.

- Jesus everyone just tells Mowgli to STFU. No wonder he fucking bolts at the end.

- The fact that Mowgli can walk on all fours is just unsettling on all costs.

- How do you just tell you wife, I’m going to lead a army of elephants and you’re gonna be in it.

-What does one have to not do to have a “dusty muzzle”

- Also he says what happened to your trunk and THEN realizes he’a fucking human? Jesus

- Also damn the word of Bageera must mean a lot.

- Winnafred old girl...yeah I don’t know if I like that.

- You know how just turn your herd around on the turn of a dime?

- SOMEONE DIDN’T TAKE GOOD CARE OF THEIR DRUNK AT THE END OF THAT COLLISON.

- You know how you tell the wolf pack that you’ll be so fine taking the mancub and then halfway through you’re like nahhhh fuck this kid? That’s not helpful to anyone. What happened to the word of Bageera?

- WELL IT’S A DOO BA DE DOO. AND IT’S A DOO BA DE DOO. I MEAN A DOO BEE DOO DEE DOO BEE DOO BEE DOO BEE DEE DO. Anyone else that he’s saying doobee? You know like a joint?

- Well Bageera if you hadn’t have left him alone like you told the Colonel you wouldn’t.... remember you said something about your word?

- DO ALL THE ANIMALS IN THE JUNGLE KNOW EACH OTHER? LIKE REALLY?

- He’s tickling Baloo....i’m uncomfy.

- Well yes Baloo. That’s what they do in the Man Village. They make men out of people.

- And cue iconic song. snack time...this whole scratching yourself sequence makes me wanna look the other way.

- it calls for some “big scratch?” I’m not joking here.

- Although the trumpet in this little is going the fuck off. and i don’t even mind.

- so Bageera this is now the second time you walked out? Well done dude. You suck at this.

End of Act I

- i will say this whole lead up to the smack is pretty hilarious.

- In short - these monkies are assholes.

- Bageera you can’t be proud that shit didn’t work you out. YOU LEFT HIM AGAIN.

- Cue 2nd and last iconic song in this movie. 

- Mowgli really does have a temper transtrum

- how the hell are all these animals talking? are they in a group thread?

- Actually Fall Out Boy’s cover of I Wanna Be Like You kinda slaps

 - The weirdest little dance off here.

- Balloo is me when I hear a good beat

- IM GONNA MAN SOLID GONE

- a small grass skirt and coconut shells of the mouth relaly confused you all? damn

- that’s what I call a swingin party.

- Seriously though - Bageera is fucking racist. He legit said “birds of a feather should flock together.” Come on now.

- HERE WE GO SUBTLE SUNRISE IN THE BACK

- You know how their eyes just healed over night?

- Baloo you have legit known him for one day.

- How Mowgli isn’t like why are you all depressame street is weird. lol.

- I do love the subtle orchestral changes in Mowgli’s reprise in this.

- Mowgli you aren’t a bear. You’re a human.

- As long as I’m with you. Ope...you hear that slight theme of Till I’m Grown? Here we go foreshadow.

- The metaphor of You wouldn’t marry a panther doesn’t make any sense.

- And cue freak out of Mowgli. And instant betrayal.

-how does everyone manage to lose this kid. Jesus christ.

-Here he comes. Sgt. Badass. 

End of Act II

- this opening shot of Khan used to scare the shit outta me. God he’s so cool.

- He’s hunting a character that looks so close to Bambi’s mother it’s insane.

- God those eyes.

- “Beastly luck” - not only is Shere Khan angry and vicious, he’s also classy as hell. I love it.

- now Baggy you want their help come on now man. You gave them your word and that’ snot gonna go well if they’re smart.

- WOULD A FEMALE LEADING YOUR HERD BE SO TERRIBLE?!

- “And now for my rendezvous with the lost man cub.” THIS WRITING.

- I worry with how information circles this jungle. I mean seriously.

- The fact that Shere Khan doens’t buy any of Kaa’s story is amazing.

- The middle? there’s noting in there.”

- The fact that Shere Khan feels Kaa’s stomach just to make sure that Kaa didn’t eat him is amazing.

-Shere Khan saying Good Show is just fantastic.

- These vultures are the Beatles and I will hear nothing else at this time.

- The fact that Shere Khan comes in on the bass is just so delicious.

- And the fact that Shere Khan just claps for himself. I’m so here for it.

- “and thank you for detaining my victim.” you just dont’ hear that anymore. YES.

- He says I won’t run from anyone. As he’s run from like 3 people in this entire movie.

- I love this music so much. he grabbed a branch like let’s do this.

- The fact that Khan bites Balloo on the ass and there is no blood is not normal at all.

- It’s just fire. Like Shere Khan can and will come back. We know this.

- Baloo would just listen to his eulogy. Jesus Christ. 

- This for me is the most uninteresting part of the movie. Like completely honest.

- Father is hunting in the forest. DOES FATHER KNOW ABOUT SHERE KHAN?!

- the bottom line - Mowgli gave up all this for tits and a pretty smile. Okay then.

- I will say this though - the bop that we’re about to have for the ending.

- here the hell we go.

Thanks for tuning guys! Love ya!!!!

[myawfulfanfictions-blog]

I literally titled it Western Sexytimes BTF

Marty McFly was so done with all this shit. First he gets sent back to the past and has to fight his mother’s attentions and play matchmaker between her and his dad. Then he goes to the future to save his kid but old Biff screws things up and changes the past. Then he goes back to the past before his starting point to prevent young Biff from screwing things up. Then he has to go to the Wild West. Dressed like the gayest cowboy in the world.

And apparently in the wild west, sexual orientation didn’t matter much as long as a guy was on top. But the poor fool on the bottom? Well, let’s just say the slang was surprisingly similar to what they used nowadays.

It all started when he first landed/drove into the wild west and the Indians were chasing him.

They stopped and stared.

Then an old wrinkled Indian with feathers and beads in his hair dismounted his horse. He turned to Marty and spoke.

“White man sodomizer,” he said in heavily accented English.

When Marty escaped them he ran into the cavalry.

“Well I say, I’ve never seen anything quite so…effeminate,” said a mustached cavalry leader.

Hell even the bear tried telling Marty how gay he was with interpretive dance, consistently pointing to its nether regions and Marty’s ass.

And when Marty was saved by his own great-grandfather’s parents, they gave him strange looks. But the baby said it straight out. “Gaygayagay,” Great grandpa William babbled in Marty’s arms before peeing on him with a knowing look. Which is totally creepy on a baby, to be honest.

Then he went into town. Everyone stared at him, man and woman. Even the children stared.

So he entered the Saloon looking for Doc.

“Hey McFly. Ah thought ah told you t’never show yer face here again,” of course. What would time travel even be without running into a Tannen?

Then he turned around and there was a manly looking cowboy with a gang of gunslingers giddily gawking-okay, evil cowboy henchmen (Marty’s brain gets alliterative when he’s nervous).

“An’ who might you be, li’l Pansy lookin fella?”

“Marty-Clint. Clint Eastwood,” he said.

“Well ain’t he purty in pink, right fellas?” Marty blushed as another mothertrucking Tannen got into his personal space.

“Check out them teeth boss,” said evil cowboy henchman number 1. “Only a man in’erested in th’ biznis o’ pleasurin’ other folks keeps his teeth that clean.”

The men were leering at Marty.

“He’s much prettier th’n those harlo’s up there. Whattaya say we take ‘im for a spin.” Evil possibly gay cowboy henchman number 2 said.

“Hey, I am not gay. No fucking homo. Goddamit 1950s, why do your cowboy costumes have to be so gay? I ain’t no queer or ‘sodomizer’!” Marty McFly was so done with this shit.

“Now holdup sweet thang. You don’t have to say one more word. Buford here’ll decide your fate. Personally I hope to keep ya.” Evil certainly gay cowboy henchman number 3 lightly slapped Marty’s face. “Y’all are much too pretty t’ be a dead man,” he leered.

“I think you are all just sexually confused and frustrated guys who will definitely eventually give each other AIDS one day. And hey, did you say Buford? As in Buford ‘Mad Dog’ Tannen?”

Mad Dog hissed and everyone in the saloon hid. “I. Hate. That. Name. For that I’ma ride you like a dog. S’all about establishin’ that you’re stronger’n the other guy, which won’t be too hard, eh runt?”

Marty gulped and reached for the first alcoholic drink he’d ever been served, downing it in one gulp. It burned as it went down, but the liquid courage lived up to its name.

“J-just leave me alone you gay cowboys. Geez,” he said and tried to run away. Instantly he had four guns in his face. “Dance li’l runt,” Buford said and shot at Marty’s feet.

“Technically that’s redundant,” Marty whined while jumping and ducking. He decided to actually dance, distracting the men who were now salivating at his moves.

“This one’ll be great in bed,” definitely gay said.

“He ain’t a woman but he’s breathin’ an’ well-groomed,” said henchman number 1.

“After him!” yelled Buford. Indeed, Marty had used the dancing to sneak away and ran out of the saloon, short legs taking him as far away as possible. 5’4 isn’t short. It’s not!

The evil gay cowboys jumped onto their horses (not a euphemism) and rode after Marty, who was eventually captured by a lasso.

“Well lookee here. We’ve caught ourselves an appetizer. Now y’all better not get that pretty lil’ outfit’a yours dirty boy. Now stand up an’ walk behind us or we will make y’ regret it.”

Marty stood up and ran behind the horse, too terrified to even stumble.

They trotted/walked for hours before coming across a big ranch with a mansion that almost bled money.

“Please let me go,” Marty huffed. “I’m gonna pass out man.”

He was led to the stables where the horses were tied up and Buford still did not let go of the dumb lasso.

The evil gay cowboys then laid him on the stable floor and started tying his legs to some posts.

“Wait, wait! You got me, I am a prostitute. Now if you tie me up and use me you might feel as good as a horsefucker. But if you let me do my thing, you’ll have a more willing partner who will make you feel good.” Damn his dumbass mouth. At least he’d have some semblance of control if they listened, but how would he be able to tell it was rape in the future-his future-if he was initiating?

The gay cowboys looked at each other and then at Buford. “Ya bring up some good points. Displease us an’ we’ll go back t’ this. I must say, I ain’t neva seen a male prostitute before, but mah expectashins are th’ same.”

They brought him into the house, still in that damn lasso. There was a room with a vintage looking bed that was huge for the 1850s. Marty climbed onto it and noticed the cowboys holding some rope menacingly. He gulped.

“So, a-uh-a few standard procedures before we begin. One: we limit this uh sex party to the house, not the barn or stables. Two: we have some kind of lubricant and protection-”

“-Protecshin? Ah’ve got protecshin right here,” one of the confused henchmen said and held up his gun.

Marty remembered the magical immunity pill Doc made him take in 2015 that would protect him from any disease past, present, and future from his base line time (1985).

“Uh nevermind. About that lubricant though….” He trailed off, questioning.

“What kinda whore don’t carry supplies with ‘er? Th’ only lubricant in this house is water ‘n saliva. We’d love for you t’use saliva,” probably gay said, stroking Marty’s cheek.

“Right, okay. I’m a little new at this, got a family to feed, sorry.” He ducked from the man’s gaze.

“Git started boi or ah’ll tie you t’ the bedposts and fuck you dry.”

Marty sighed and got to work, remembering his alternative. He hummed a sexy tune and started dancing, the pelvic moves of the 1980s a sight for the cowboys. Gaining more confidence, he started to sing.

“I’m bringing sexy back. Yeah. Them motherfuckers don’t know how to act. Yeah…dirty babe. You see these shackles baby I’m your slave,” he gestured to the rope and pretended to tie it around his neck. “I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave,” he grabbed Tannen’s whip and playfully tapped it against his ass. “It’s just that no-one makes me feel this way.”

The men watched as he slowly stripped out of his very pink outfit and tossed it on Definitely Gay, humming the chorus.

“Ah thought you said ya’ll was new t’this. Where’d ya learn t’do that?” Probably Gay’s eyes were wide with wonderment.

“The internet. Spent a lot of time in 2015, hence Justin Timberlake.” They all looked at him confused and he gave a sexy smirk, resuming his singing-dancing-stripping routine.

Once he was naked, he had to let the men touch his body.

“Such smooth supple skin,” Hench no 1 said as he rubbed his hands up Marty’s back. Marty leaned into the touch and moaned as he’d seen girls do in the adult theater back home. He felt more hands caress him and imagined he was at home with a bunch of girls. Suddenly he was painfully hard and he could feel how hard the other men were as he clumsily rubbed up against them, grinding on their crotches. His breathing slowed and his face turned red. He then felt himself being picked up and moved away from his little pre-orgy.

“Hey, what gives?” he asked.

It was Buford who looked exactly like Biff up close, Marty noticed.

“Ah’m takin’ ‘im first. Ya’ll can have him after me.” Marty’s heart pounded with fear and…anticipation?

“Now make like a forest and g’t!” He bellowed. His henchmen left the room disappointedly.

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