#or get a timeout if he doesn't knock this off

[greyias]

Okay, I launched the first cutscene I'm into it, going along and then the camera pans over

"Oh hey look, we're hanging out with Rass and--"

"goddamnit I forgot to change her back into her normal outfit ESCESCESC"

Change outfits. Get ready to start the cutscene again. And then

I'm getting nowhere at this rate. As usual.

[lanormie]

you bought anime figure!satoru a new friend! (read part 1 here)

anime figure!suguru who comes out of the box with realistic synthetic hair and a robe made from actual fabric cause the Etsy seller stepped. the. fuck. up.

anime figure!suguru who immediately gets poked and prodded by anime figure!satoru the moment he gets placed next to him on the shelf.

anime figure!suguru who remains stubbornly motionless despite satoru's relentless attempts at 'waking him up', including threats to hollow purple the man. "like it stopped him before," you mock, sliding a KFC bucket model right in between them, which satoru promptly picks up and chucks it right back at you.

anime figure!suguru who still hasn't moved an inch when you come home today, but his hair is in neat pigtails, the top of his head adorned with a pink bow that was obviously yoinked from your barbie three shelves over. looking around the room, you find satoru sulking inside one of your beanies, his long plastic legs poking out. "i'm going to draw dicks on his forehead if he doesn't wake up soon," he whines, voice slightly muffled by the thick wool.

anime figure!suguru who gets put in front of the computer screen per satoru's request. "time to bring out the big guns," the silvered-haired figure says, as he nudges you to open tumblr. walking over to the keyboard with hands in his pocket, satoru punches in each letter of 'geto suguru smut' into the search bar with the heel of his shoe. having established that he has no keyboard manners, he stomps on the 'enter' key.

anime figure!suguru whose first sign of life is a very audible gulp at a very thirsty fanart plastered fullscreen on your monitor. before he could think to step off the stand, he gets toppled over by a cheering satoru. the drama queen proceeds to latch onto his friend like a koala, and wastes no time showing him around like he owns the place.

anime figure!suguru whom you thought would be stoic and reserved, but turned out to be the Regina George to satoru's Gretchen Weiners. everything you do gets judged. your hair, your outfit, your movie choice, and especially, especially your dates.

anime figure!suguru who gets put in timeout (a.k.a. under an upside down laundry basket) for scaring off a boy you invited over by randomly knocking over stuff from the shelves and messing with the lights using the remote he'd pilfered from your nightstand.

anime figure!suguru who doesn't think it's funny when you get him a bunch of mini monkey plushies.

anime figure!suguru whom you later find sound asleep on your bed holding one of those plushies, his head resting on the belly of another. the beanie to his left softly rises and falls, quietly rumbling with satoru's sleepy murmurs. gently slipping under the blanket, you feel your phone buzz.

there are new listings from the Etsy seller.

[maiko-san]

TADC x Robotic Jester! Reader (Part 2)

Part 1

Since part 1 doing so well, I'll be making part 2

ft. Jax, Gangle

You're not really sure how time really works in the digital circus, but who cares anyway? You just live your own life here without worrying about anything especially your human past.

You're at The Tent, practicing your skill on a tricycle while juggling lit torches in your hands and on a tightrope.

Ragatha had gone to her room to rest while Kinger is in his pillow fort, probably thinking about his insect collection.

You were too focus juggling the torches and not noticing a pair of scissors cutting the rope. The last thing you hear was a 'snap' and then you fall on the ground quite comically ( in cartoony way ) followed by a laughter. You let out a groan and shakes your head, you couldn't help but growl as turn your head to face the culprit.

It was the newcomer, Jax.

JAX

Number 1 pain the as#&! in the entire circus. You don't like him one bit ever since he first appeared.

He loves tormenting others and saying "I love to see something funny happen to people" follow that stupid grin of his.

"Hahahaha! Look how funny you look when you fall, you look so stupid!" he laughed. Your teeth clenched together. "It's not funny....rabbit" you said, standing up and dusting your clothes.

Sometimes you have the urge to throw him into the void but Caine somehow can hear your thoughts and tell you not to or he will confiscate all of your items and give you a timeout.

"It would be more funny if you were to set on fire— oh wait, you already are!" Jax grins, you stare at him in disbelief. You take a whiff and you swore you smell something burning, your tail kinda feels hot for some reason.

You turn your head to see that the tip of your tail is on fire.

Let's just say, Jax loves tormenting you the most. You remind him of those cartoon characters in tv shows!

Some of his pranks can be overboard and there are times it causes you to become malfunction all thanks to his pranks especially when he pours water into your joint circuits, causing your limbs to twist uncontrollably.

He doesn't care that he hurts someone (or even cares about their feelings). Knowing that Caine could fix/solves everything with a snap of his fingers.

Jax is straight up a bunny from hell.

None of the others like Jax including you.

You just don't know what his problem is but if he ever dares to hurt your friends with his silly pranks, you won't hesitate to throw him into the void.

You roll your eyes and sigh, with him around the area making you lose interest in training. So, you decide to leave and go back to your room or go to Ragatha's.

After a few days had passed, a new human had appeared in the circus.

Gangle

A ribbon with a mask? She's an odd one.

The very first moment she arrived, she was nervous and scared.

Caine was about to give her a name until Jax decided to name her himself.

"How about Gangle? They do move so 'graceful' " he said with a proud grin on his face, you look at him in disbelief. Seriously? That just mean! ( Gangle means moves ungracefully ). Before you could protest about the name, Caine just agreed with the suggestion he have given.

"Well! Gangle, welcome to your new home!" Caine smiles.

For the first few days, Gangle did really well actually. You notice that she has two masks with her, that is her comedy mask and tragedy mask.

Gangle is very light since she was made out of ribbons, if you run past her the poor girl gets knocked down by the wind and breaks her mask at the same time.

You did it once and you feel guilty for doing so.

So you remind yourself to always be careful whenever you're around her.

Gangle really appreciates how you are so careful and gentle around her, unlike Jax who pushes her on purpose whenever he feels like it.

Every time she breaks her comedy mask, you would offer to fix it for her but she softly declines.

"Wah!" again, Jax tripped her over when she walks past him. Her comedy mask falls off her tragic mask and smashes on the floor, "My...my comedy mask" Gangle sobs as she holds up a piece of her shattered mask.

She sighs to herself and picks up the mask piece by the piece, she stops when a hand hovers her.

She looks up to see Ragatha, Kinger and you. You couldn't help but let out a scoff, glaring at the rabbit "Seriously, Jax? Again." you glare at the purple rabbit. "Pfft. What? Not my fault that she doesn't see it coming~" he said, closing his eyes as he shrugs off what he has just done.

Gangle and Ragatha could see that you're on your last straw. Your limbs extend and wrap themselves around the rabbit, causing Jax to blink in surprise.

The next thing, Jax was thrown out of the tent. There was a Jax shaped hole left on the roof of the tent, indicating he was thrown high up.

Gangle didn't expect for you to do it, she was shocked. She appreciates that you stood up for her but at the same time, feeling that she's a burden.

You assure her that it wasn't a problem and tell her if Jax ever bothers her again with his silly pranks, don't be afraid to tell you :D.

A/N :

State in the wiki, Jax gets to choose his own name when he first arrive and he also chooses Gangle's name too.

If you're thinking that "Jax is too mean!' that's what he is, he's just a straight up a-hole and a sociopath(?).

[akai-akai]

tf141 pro hockey players au 👹👹👹

Team Captain/Center Price, Goalie Garrick, Defensemen Riley and MacTavish (deadly duo for defense) and I'll leave the two wingmen up to your imagination.

small, rushed drabble below bc I just want my ideas in word form and out of my head

I drool over the idea of goalie Garrick getting shoved by an opponent after blocking the puck during the first period and suddenly the guy who did it gets absolutely fucking launched into the plexiglass puck barriers by Riley, knocked clean off his feet before he's dragged back up by the front of his jersey. MacTavish is close behind, gloves and helmet already yanked off, stick left abandoned on the ice as his fist connects with the guy's helmet, knocking it off his head while Price skates up to Garrick and checks on him before skating over to them, trying to stop the fight like a responsible team captain.

But then one of their opponents tackles MacTavish to the ice as Riley shoves someone else, and a third comes up behind Price and slams into him, and it's fucking ON.

Referees are almost scared to get close to the fight as more of the opponents join in, which causes more of the 141 team to join, and now there's a full on brawl as both teams benched players are jumping the barrier and now the entire rink is filled with pissed off men beating the hell out of each other. The crowd is going absolutely fucking nuts, more referees are coming out onto the ice, the announcers are having the time of their lives commentating, people at home watching are on their feet shouting, cheering their teams on.

After everything calms down minutes later, MacTavish, Riley, and two of the opponent players get the worst of the penalties, ejected from the game and forced to the locker rooms while the game resumes and heads into the second period.

MacTavish has definitely got a broken nose, Riley's eye is swollen, lip split, and they've both got bloodied knuckles. (Doesn't stop them from making out in the locker room before their coach walks in.)

They're officially benched, but both Riley and MacTavish spend the rest of the game yelling, fists banging on the barrier as they root for their team. The goal horn sounds with 17 seconds left in the 3rd period and the teams are tied. MacTavish is yelling himself hoarse, Simon has his arms crossed, mentally going over exactly what needs to happen, what plays need to be made for 141 to win.

Then Price signals to the coach for timeout, and it's called, and the team is skating over.

"I want Garrick on offense!" Price shouts over the roaring crowd and the music on the loud speakers. "Open goal!"

Riley's shouting an agreement from the bench, and then it's decided. Open goal. 6 on 5. Play dangerously.

And it works. The puck drops and the clock starts. Price's stick clashes with the other guy's then he's shooting off to the side with his stick cradling the puck. The other team gets overwhelmed almost immediately with Garrick added in, scrambling as they pass the puck back and forth at lightning speeds.

15 seconds, Price passes to their left wingman, their substitute left defensemen cuts off the opponent wingman.

10 seconds, left wingman passes to right wingman, Garrick gets into position ahead, in the opponent endzone.

8 seconds, Price is in position, skating towards the goal, Kyle in front of him. The opponents are skating with them, struggling to cut them off when 141's right wingman makes the pass.

6 seconds, the man skating next to Price snags the puck briefly, but he fumbles and Price nearly trips him as he snatches the puck back and digs his blades into the ice, speeding off.

5 seconds, Price shoots it right for Garrick, in between two opponents rushing him, Garrick receives the pass perfectly and rushes the goal, eyes locking onto the opposing goalie.

4 seconds, Garrick feints left and banks sharply to the right instead, throwing the goalie off as he whips around the right side of the goal and aims.

3 seconds, Price is shouting "Go! Go! Go!", Riley is on his feet, hands on top of his head as he watches with baited breath, MacTavish is pounding on the barrier, screaming "Get it in there Kyle!"

2 seconds, Garrick makes a fake move and the goalie dives, shin guard and glove reaching for where the puck should be.

1 second, Garrick's stick scrapes against the ice as he shoots the puck right underneath the goalie's left knee, where it's lifted off the ice slightly in his contorted position, slamming into the net with enough force to yank the mesh back and shoot the puck back out of it.

0 seconds, the goal horn blares.

Riley and MacTavish throw their arms up in the air, both yelling and MacTavish jumping up and down on his skates.

Riley and MacTavish bust out of the players bench, skating over and colliding with Garrick, Price close behind, and they fall to the ice in a heap of sweaty men and manic yelling as the rest of the team piles on top.

Garrick hands a kid his hockey stick and gives the crowd a dazzling smile. He's a team favorite for a reason.

Later, after the post-game interviews and the coach's talk with them, the boys are throwing back beers in the locker room as they shower and change, chattering boisterously. Garrick is the center of attention, claps on the shoulder and arms thrown around him. The goalie who made the winning play.

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special interests and hyperfixations are colliding. Hockey and TF141. I need to take my meds before I spaz out over this.

maybe I should draw out the boys helmet designs. Simon with a skull on the side, maybe a German shepherd sticker (For Riley <3), Johnny with dynamite and fire motif stickers, Kyle with a British flag and a shield sticker for his impeccable defensive plays as goalie, John with a sick 141 sticker in a cool font. Not sure what else for him tbh, gotta think some more.

[lunatic-pudge]

Tf2 characters reactions to skibidi toilet?

This ask scares me. I think it has to do with the fact that I never understood skibidi toilet, and that means I'm starting to disconnect from the youth. I am becoming the old man who doesn't understand memes.

BUT, since you asked, most of the mercs would be so confused by it. A toilet with a head coming out of it and singing, they're so old and don't understand how people find it entertaining.

I feel like the entire offense class would enjoy it to varying degrees. Scout loves to use it as a way to annoy everyone around him. Constantly blaring it at the worst times. He ends up getting his devices confiscated by Heavy for a while until he learns to knock it off (spoiler alert: he doesn't learn and keeps getting his devices taken). Soldier doesn't understand but thinks it's rather entertaining. His rather nonexistent brain has interpreted it as American propaganda and uses it to show off how great his country is. Bless his heart, he means well even if he isn't the brightest. Now Pyro likes it cause of the music. They aren't too fond of the weird animations and tend to only listen to the audio. They're the only one that's kind enough to have it blasting for everyone to hear.

Now, the defense class. Demo is typically too drunk to really understand nor care about ilwhat the hell is going on. His intoxicated brain barely comprehends the he's looking at (only focusing on actual important things like booze, bombs, and his wife Soldier). But he can get annoyed with it rather quick if he hears it playing on a loop. He has threatened to break Scout's phone after hearing it play for the tenth time back to back. He's very serious with his threats and will strap the phone to a bomb and explode it. Poor Demo is just trying to relax and have a good time. Heavy is just plain confused. He just views it as kids being weird and usually ignores it. He'll hide out in Medic's to avoid having to deal with it. But he's also the main person to put a "timeout" on the skibidi. Engie is also confused but is just too busy to care. You can show him it, and he'll be like, "That's nice, son." while continuing to fix his sentry. (He didn't even look at the phone, typical dad behavior). He's pretty chill when Pyro is playing it cause they know how to be respectful.

And finally, the most "I'm not dealing with this shit" class: support. The plus side these goobers have is that they all have a way to hide from the BS. Medic is the least vocal of the support, opting to instead watch the chaos of other people yelling for him. If anything, he'll just tell them how they're gonna rot their brain out with such nonsense. He refuses to let skibidi toilet be played in his lab. He doesn't want his doves to be exposed to such brainrot. Now I can see two different things happening with Sniper. 1. He yells at Scout and Solider to shut up, or 2. While not being a fan of skibidi toilet, uses it to annoy people like Spy (or maybe even to use it to get what he wants). Now remember, Sniper's the second youngest merc and an only child. He's just as goofy as someone like Scout. He just doesn't show it often. This would be one of those times where his goofiness shows. And finally, Spy, he just ain't having it. Devices will go missing in the middle of the night and will not be seen again. He is constantly yelling at Scout and Soldier (and the occasional Sniper) about how annoying and childish they are. He's surprised with how he's been able to deal with it. He feels like he's always on the edge of killing everyone cause of how fed up he is.

[theallianceofcelestials]

Alright, what about baby SEA's Eclipse, baby Solar Flare and baby Lunar? What shenanigans would these three get into?

- 🎭

While Eclipse may not realise the onesided beef Lunar has with him, Solar Flare certainly does. And it doesn't like what it sees. It'd be really mad at Lunar, tattling on him whenever he does something he shouldn't

We know baby SEA Eclipse is an evil little mastermind who steals cookies and sweets, but now he has the perfect scapegoat! Lunar! And because Solar Flare is mad at Lunar it wouldn't do anything to stop Eclipse and may even help him occasionally

Lunar and Solar Flare throw buiilding blocks at each other, but have stopped after one of their aim was off and accidentaly knocked something onto Eclipse. After that they throw pencils and crayons

Eclipse is obviously doing his cookie heists, with the help of Lunar and sometimes Solar Flare, but because Lunar is a very messy eater and touches everything with his dirty hands, even if Eclipse doesn't clean up that well afterwards he can just say Lunar touched him, and everyone would believe him, even Lunar

Solar Flare and Eclipse have stolen a bottle of those liquid soaps once and made those bubble mskers out of it. I don't know what they're called in English. The adults only found out after they started making bubbles and bursting them, at which point they got a bit of timeout that Moon lifted almost immediately because he was impressed

[starwriterulia]

Tomb of the Goshenite Stargazer Dragon - Chapter 8

SUBJECT MATERIAL WARNINGS FOR THIS FANFICTION ARE INCLUDED IN THE MASTERLIST POST OF MY BLOG AND THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THIS FANFICTION.

Sun and moon divider by @saradika

Banners for scene cut and creator support by @cafekitsune

A/N: Hi, writing this when first starting this chapter because I had enough energy and desire to work on the next chapter at nearly 9 PM and it's so weird to admit that. OK, see you after working on this if there's anything I have to say then!

(Post-big revision, August 23,2024:) That's a lot better. Is it a different writing cliche? Yes. But, I will attempt to do it well! I believe I'm a goose! I believe and honk at the sky! I think about your bells night and day! And you best get the fuck out 'my way, HONK! I enjoy writing possibly interesting scenarios, and I hope that this new version of Chapter 8 is interesting! (Jacksepticeye voice:) DROP YOUR GUESSES FOR WHAT "HENJIN" LOOKS LIKE AND WHAT HIS GIVEN NAME IS IN THE REPLIES! PUNCH THE LIKE HEART IN THE ARTERIES, LIKE A BITCH! A-AND, SPIN YOURSELVES AROUND! *SPI-NNING! SPI-NNING!* AND, I WILL SEE YOU GUYS! IN THE NEXT SHIT CHAPTER! BYE BYE!

Hooray for a

ten paragraph long chapter summary!

Someone please put me in fanfic writer's timeout!

If you can't tell, it's time for my medication and bedttime. It is 10:38 PM. I am 8 minutes late.

OK, bye! Thank you for all the likes, replies and reblogs! I have work tomorrow, and the day after, so I'll see how much of Chapter 9 I get done. It will be a multiple day process. ^w^

Faith

Chapter summary: Oliver watches Faith draw her first three arrows, Dinah, Cissie and Emiko entering as she looses her third, and are all impressed by Faith's natural but imperfect skills. Oliver begins to coach Faith how to jump again, but realises she needs better balance and strength, and tests her with the equipment before activating an obstacle course that rises from the floor and walls. Afterwards, Faith discusses her vigilante name and costume, then goes with the girls for groceries. Faith bids Oliver and Dinah goodnight, and begins to listen to her favourite ambience to sleep when Barbara texts her with an apology that consumes multiple paragraphs, mentioning that she thinks Dick and Tim forgive Faith as well. Faith is emotional as she reads. Faith thanks her, and they chat about what Faith is listening to before saying goodnight. Faith falls asleep quickly.

Zatanna had fallen asleep too, and after seeking Faith, finds her at the tavern of White-Sun Harbour in the Dream World on Paper, SOFFFIAA greeting Zatanna and mentioning the area is a recreation of Great Inagua from Assassin's Creed IV: Black Flag. The magician and dreamer begin walking to a grassy area to practice magic. Ra's had opened and entered the window of the guest room Faith slept in, and Faith wakes as he tries to take off her pyjama pants. The struggle for a short few seconds as Oliver receives a phone call from Zatanna. Oliver interrupts the scuffle just as Faith hugs Ra's' waist, giving pause to the villain and a moment for Faith to apologise and come clean, and asks him to take her somewhere else.

Ra's says he's done caring. Faith tells him to record them having sex for blackmail. Ra's repeats her request, baffled that she wants to be recorded for this purpose, but accepts, and tells Oliver that she'll be home in the morning, who is content with this. Ra's leaves with Faith on his back through the window. Oliver, of course, doesn't believe Ra's will come back with Faith.

Ra's descends with Faith into an especially narrow alley, and knocks to enter a door. Faith doesn't know what's inside, as she keeps her eyes on the floor, as she had been instructed to by Ra's. Ra's brings Faith into the office. Yamagata Jin speaks Japanese to Ra's, insulting Faith's looks. Ra's tries to upsell her, mentioning her name, age, that she's a virgin, and that she has metahuman dragon powers. When Yamagata voices concern for his establishment, Ra's replies that Faith can be killed like a mortal, easing Yamagata.

Yamagata inspects Faith's teeth and speaks English to voice disgust, Faith replying wordily, as usual, to explain. Yamagata shares his annoyance with Ra's. He says that she has anxiety, depression and PTSD, and Ra's reminds Yamagata that Faith is a virgin, and says, "Surely one of your sons will think Faith is worthy of his attention." Briefly pondering, Yamagata smiles, Ra's having a similar grin, and Yamagata purchases Faith for 100 thousand dollars. Faith knows those smiles aren't good, and tells herself that she is the O-type star, and use magic to get out, but wants to stay so her virginity and hormones won't be in the way, anymore.

Ra's leaves, and on his tail, Yamagata brings Faith out, who sees a large, empty nightclub. Faith internally guesses it's closed, but remarks that it's odd because it's Monday, and supposed it's so because Yamagata's sons aren't home. They go into a room where six girls are lounging in a nice living space. This amazes Faith. Yamagata instructs the girls to prepare Faith for Henjin, and Faith furrows her eyebrows in thought, not recalling Henjin to be a name.

Connecting that Yamagata is mocking one of his own sons, and that's who Ra's was talking about, and why he and Yamagata smiled, Faith lets out a shallow breath. Yamagata notices, and from Faith's face knows she's anxious. He smirks, saying, "You had better wisen up, Faith." He leaves, chuckling.

The six sex workers hear a brief retelling of Faith's story and about her dragon powers. One asks if Faith knows her name in Japanese, which she does. The girls introduce themselves as Jennie, Sekine, Kiki and Leia, who wear matching dresses that Leia designed and Kiki crafted, and Mai and Fuga. Fuga tells Faith that the club is called One Night Fever, and Faith comments that it's a good name for a nightclub. Fuga and Mai reply that's it's an awful name, citing that nineteen year old Yamagata, and they all laugh.

Faith whispers that they could give her Dragon Persona gifts for a wish and get new, safe jobs, and assumes they want to stay in their galaxy, Leia confirming, and Faith looks at all of the girls and realises this is what she has to do to make things right. As Jennie helps Faith find lingerie, she notes Faith's feet, and Faith says how the right foot is sensitive. Jennie asks if she can fight, and Faith says she's decent, for someone who's trained for two days and has disability, and that she should be able to hold her own until she needs to use magic and the Arrows come, and that they'll all leave together, and Jennie nods firmly. Jennie says that Kiki can modify a pair of sexy boots for Faith, Kiki confirming happily, and Jennie will teach Faith how to act in front of Henjin and the customers tomorrow night, when Yamagata's sons return from Japan.

Fandoms: DC Comics, Batfamily, no Batcest, Arrow family, Thalassic Space (OC; takes inspiration The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, Assassin’s Creed: Black Flag, Silent Hill 2, Silent Hill 3, and other sci-fi, fantasy and horror titles, as well as original concepts, such as the science and lore of the galaxy.)

[In order of appearance] Characters: Faith Lawson (TBA; self-insert), Oliver Queen (Green Arrow), Dinah Lance (Black Canary), Cissie King-Jones (Arrowette), Emiko Queen (Red Arrow), Barbara Gordon (Batgirl), Ra's al Ghul, Jason Todd (Red Hood), Roy Harper (Arsenal).

Word Count: 6706 (Ah, hey! Some consistency! I wonder how long this will laaaast!🙃) 9472 (NEVER MIND CONSISTENCY WITH THE NEW VERSION OF THIS CHAPTER. AND THAT IS A-O-KAY.)

Content warning: None, I think? Let me know if I'm wrong!

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9

Oliver stood by Faith as she held a simple black bow for adolescents. She had asked him how to hold it, as she hadn't really learned how, just from watching people, and so Oliver had helped with that, and told her how to not hit her face with the string. Faith had drawn the string without instruction just fine, but her arms were loose. Oliver hadn't told her about it, as he said she'd do her first draw without help. Faith looked at the wooden target on the wall. Her eyes drifted a little to the right, then back to center, and her hands were going the opposite way.

She heaved a sigh. Oliver inhaled to ask what was on her mind. He saw Faith's eyes focus on the center circle, the muscles of her arms becoming taut as her aim slowly went in the right direction, but a little bit high. Faith released, her aim going down about three inches. The arrow landed about an inch below the bullseye.

"Oh! Wow, I actually corrected myself a little by thinking about what you do, in the comics and TV show." Faith said, relaxing her arm a little, but not lowering the bow, as Oliver fetched the arrow and replaced in the black quiver on Faith's back.

'Ah, and she's not lowering the bow right after, nice.' "Well, it worked out pretty all right." Oliver said. "Uh, well, try again! See if you can do better, without my help, and then I'll chime in."

"OK!" Faith bent her right arm over its shoulder and grabbed an arrow.

'Lucky her, with how her arms bend due to her dwarfism, and that they're at an OK length to grab things. It seems as if she has no issue taking arrows from a quiver on her back.' Oliver thought. Faith drew the string, her eyes finding and staying on the centre easily this time. 'Good, and?' Her arm was tense, and she seemed to be aiming a little bit high and to the right, this time. 'OK, not bad. Let's see the release?' A couple of seconds later, Faith let go, her aim slightly lowering and going more to the right. The arrow struck the upper left of the bullseye, about a centimetre into the white.

"Oh! That was OK, too." Faith relaxed her arm as she had done before, again. Oliver retrieved the arrow, and put it in Faith's quiver again.

"Yeah, that wasn't horrible, either. Are you sure you've never done this before?"

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"Hm. Well, let's keep going. You're actually scarily close to getting it, on your first two tries, are you sure you're not using magic?" Faith nodded. "W-We didn't go over it, but you're not using magic, right?"

"No, I'm not using magic. You'd see white-blue light in my right hand, or neon orange light in my left hand, if I was."

"Huh, OK. Also, nice job on not lowering the bow when relaxing your arm, when you're still wanting to use the bow."

"Oh! I just did that naturally. Good to know. Anyway, here we go again!" Faith said.

The door lock beeped, and the door opened as Faith drew, tensed, looked at the bullseye. Her arm went a bit lower than it had, the last time. 'A bit too low, about a centimetre again.' Oliver pondered. 'But her aim is perfect. Is she seriously about to hit bullseye on her third try?'

While three pairs of footsteps quietly progressed through the room, Faith loosed the arrow, the natural motion of her arm moving her aim up half a centimetre. The arrow struck centre. "Aaaa!" Faith cried, happily. Oliver's mouth was ajar, as were the mouths of Dinah, Cissie and Emiko. "Wait, seriously?!"

"Did she really do that?!" Cissie exclaimed.

Oliver walked to the target to examine. "You are forty-percent on the mark, Faith." He pulled the arrow, and walked over to put it in Faith's quiver.

"Woo hoo, I hit it!" Said Faith.

"Woo hoo!" Cissie said.

"High-five, girl!" Dinah said, right palm extended. Faith slapped it with her left hand. Cissie also wanted a high-five, and Faith gave it to her. As the girls did so, Oliver held up three fingers on his left hand. Dinah mouthed, 'Three tries?' And left her mouth open further than she had, when Faith hit the mark. Oliver nodded.

"Hi, Emiko!" Faith greeted.

"Hi, nice to meet you." Emiko replied.

"Faith, you did that in three tries!" Dinah said, amazed.

"THREE?!" Cissie said. "I'm sorry, what?!"

"Same, girl, same." Faith said, in a slightly country voice, and chuckled once.

"Well, kh, keep going! It'll only get easier from here, right?"

"That's right." Oliver said. Faith nodded, and prepared her bow and arm. She loosed the arrow, and it landed on the red again, but a bit higher, at the left corner.

"Kuh!" Faith remarked. "Um!"

"'Um!'" Oliver echoed. "'Um!' what, Faith? You're a natural." He patted her right shoulder, and sat on the edge of the extended desk area, Faith seeing the other Arrows nodding.

Faith made a face by pulling her cheek muscles to their sides. She removed her left hand from her bow, lowering the bow, now only held in her right hand, and she raised her left hand. A black holographic HUD with white text and details appeared. "Hey, SOFFFIAA?"

"Yes, Faith?" Said an alto with an Northern Indian accent.

"Please tell me that my author-self on Earth-33 isn't cheating, and that I'm indeed not using magic, and please be honest."

Two seconds passed. "I can confirm. Your author-self is not cheating. You are actually performing this task, and you are not using magic."

"OK! Thank you."

"You're welcome." Faith lifted her right arm and moved her left hand back into place on the bow.

"Had to ask a friend, did you?" Emiko said.

"Yeah, my friend Chandra's Dragon Persona is part Android, and she's integrated in the TSRPG app. I have a Dragon Persona too, but Chandra is five-stories tall, and I'm only as big as a large gazebo."

"A large gazebo. No specifications?"

"Uh, not without asking SOFFFIAA to look it up. I haven't written measurements down in the lore, for that Persona."

"That's fair. Sorry, continue." Emiko said. Faith nodded, and turned her attention and body to the target. She prepared, and after about five seconds, released. It struck the white above the bullseye, the top of the arrow barely in the red. "Not bad."

"Yeah, a little bit high, that time, Faith." Said Oliver.

"Still, for four attempts, that's good." Said Cissie.

"Really good." Oliver said, nodding with furrowed brows. Faith continued, having similar results, three times, and landing on the outer red circle to the lower right the fourth time.

"Aw-awww!" Cissie said. Emiko clicked her tongue.

"Man!" Faith said, giggling. Dinah chuckled with her.

"Not a bad streak, for day one." Cissie said.

"Oh yeah, that's decent, for sure." Emiko said.

"Tired yet, Faith?" Oliver asked.

"Nah, not yet."

"Well, when you want to be done, we can go back to physical, if you're up for it. Still got most of the day to burn."

"Sure! You said you had an idea of how to get me actually moving again, so I'd love to try."

"O-kay!" Oliver said, nodding firmly with a small smile. Faith nodded back, smiling a little too.

Oliver had arranged three unpainted wooden blocks on a thick black mat with gaps that increased in distance by a foot, then two. Faith stood at the end of the first block, her eyes bouncing up onto the object and onto the floor several times, Oliver observing. "You're overthinking it." He said.

"Oh, I overthink everything." Said Faith. "I've always needed help to simplify not just my actions, but my perspective on others and myself. That's actually why my subconscious and dream world is so intense. I was unable to let things go because my foster parents spoiled me, and then neglected me after giving me Benadryl and putting me in the crib for bad behaviour." Oliver hummed, unpleased. "I wasn't well-fed by them, either. But, yeah. If you can just explain to me how to simplify the thought, and remind me of what jumping and running feels like, it'll become natural again. It's like me at my retail job, learning all the stuff. I'm a keyholder, so I get to do things."

"Oh, so you're familar with responsiblity."

"Yeah, but even that took years. I was fifteen when my mom slapped me, pulled my hair and called me a cow for being mean to my little brother for so long. It took, like, four years after that. The fourth year, I moved out, and began to learn how to be responsible with money. Well, I still make mistakes, but I'm not horrible with it." Oliver hummed. "That being said, it shouldn't be that hard. If it is, it's because I'm too used to the fear," Oliver hummed, nodding several times. "And I'm OK with, er, no, grammar, sorry," Dinah chuckled. "I've accepted that I'm probably going to have an anxiety attack while relearning how to move. I was wanting to remind you of that when I started this little ramble, and so now I have."

"We'll start working on that tomorrow." Dinah said, raspily, while nodding.

"What? Dinah, that was a perfectly fine time to do a bit of exposition." Oliver said.

"I agree." Said Cissie.

"She does this, a lot?" Emiko said.

"Yes." DInah replied.

"Yeah." Cissie and Oliver said.

Emiko said, "I say, let her just do it. It's part of her personality. Well, maybe work on it a little bit."

"That was the idea, yes." Dinah said.

Oliver said, "Thank you, Faith. I'll keep that in mind, and if you need to stop and do some breathing, just do it. I'll stop you from getting hurt beyond general muscle strains that are bound to happen."

"Sounds good! Let's start."

"All- right." Oliver said, a brief pause between each word. He stood to Faith's right, and moved as he described. "So, you know to bend your knees when you jump."

"Yeah, but I think I'm mentally thinking of bending too much."

"How much is too much, to your brain?" Oliver watched Faith bend down to where her hips were, standing upright, her butt pointing diagonally down and left. "Ohhhh, yeah," Oliver politely corrected Faith's position, holding her waist. He rapidly said, "Yeah yeah yeah." At a normal pace, "You want to stand like that." Faith and shut her eyes, and looked to be thinking. "What are you thinking about?"

"It's been a long time, I don't remember ever standing like this."

"Because it used to just come naturally to you. And it will, once we've done this enough times." Oliver said. Faith nodded. "OK, you put weight in your lower legs, like a spring,"

"Right." Faith did so.

"A little less, for now, we're only going up by a foot, Faith."

"Sorry, OK." Faith returned some weight to her torso, her back straightening slightly.

"Yes, there you go. That probably feels better, right?"

"It does, actually!"

"Good. And then you push the weight down, and the rest of you will go up."

"Oh! Oh, OK. My only question is how do I land on both feet? I can try landing on one foot, later."

"You put both feet in front of you, and your body should do the rest."

"Ah, OK. 'Cause I think my legs like to go to their sides."

"Like this?" Oliver spread his legs, feet pointing outwards.

"Yes! Just like that! Why do I always do that, when my knees buckle? It makes every fall really awkward, and hurt."

"Ah, you've got poor balance."

"Very poor, yeah. It's better in my left leg than my right. I can stand for like, five seconds on my left, and two on my right. Which is funny, 'cause my left knee is the one that dislocated." Faith said.

Oliver hummed. "Well, I think we should work on your balance and leg strength, before we get to you jump."

"Sounds good."

"OK. Let's, uh, go over to the leg press, and see how much you can lift. We'll even check how much you can lift with your arms."

"Sure! I've used a leg press before." Faith said, as she and Oliver went to the equipment.

"How much were you able to lift, in school?"

"420 lbs."

Oliver whistled, the other Arrows nodding and humming. "That's a lot!"

"Yeah, I was impressed, too."

"Well, let's see what you can do, now!" Faith sat on the bench with her feet on the pedals, and she and Oliver went through each weight. She couldn't lift 210, but had been able to lift 200.

Faith said, "Eh, I expected as much."

"You are quite a bit below average, for a woman."

"What's the average?"

"258 lbs."

"Oh! Oh, so I had really strong legs!"

"Yeah, you did. Now, let's see how much your arms can lift." Faith began to lift dumbells, and was able to lift sixty-five. "Hm, all right. That's a little below average, too. Average is seventy-four, without training. With almost a year of training, it's 137."

"Oh, so I'm not far behind."

"Mhm. You get your practice in every day, and it shouldn't be too long before you'll have your full strength back, and hopefully then some." Oliver said. Faith nodded. "All right, let's move on to balance, which I actually want to work on with you, today."

"Sure." Faith said.

"Could someone hit the button, please?" Oliver said. Emiko interacted with the computer. As Oliver walked Faith to a series of railings that rose from the floor, platforms attached to the walls that varied in height with tightropes of different lengths and widths of differing materials became visible.

"That's pretty cool."

"Right? OK, let's start over here. Don't worry about falling, I'll catch you. We'll go until you're tired, and then you can do some reps on the equipment."

"Sounds good!"

Oliver walked beside Faith, who walked to the couch, where Dinah sat, with a slight pause, panting, the armpit and neckline of her shirt wet with perspiration. Faith occupied the middle seat, Dinah to her left. "Sorry, hah, do you want me to move over?" Faith said, while Oliver sat in the armchair nearby.

"No, dear, you're fine."

"Oh, hah, 'kay."

"Good work today, Faith." Oliver said.

"Thank you."

Dinah said, "Yeah, you're looking good, for someone who just started training, yesterday."

"Thank you."

"Catch your breath, and Cissie and I will take you home after an errand for groceries, OK?" Dinah said. Faith nodded.

"You should add whatever Faith wants to the cart, too." Oliver said.

"Oh, absolutely."

Faith asked, while looking at the Emiko, "You've got your own ride?"

"Yeah, the rooftops." Emiko said. Faith chuckled, encouraging the others to join.

Oliver said, "Actually, I wanted to know what you want to be called, Faith."

"Oh! I was thinking Dà-ochd."

"That's Gaelic."

"Not bad pronunciation, there, Faith." Dinah commented.

"Thanks. It means Two-eight." Faith said. Oliver and Dinah hummed, nodding differently. Emiko bobbed her head a little, too. "I intended to have it be Double Eight, proper noun, which would have worked if I hadn't capitalised."

"What would it be, then?" Dinah asked.

"Dùbailte ochd."

"Oh, you'd be saying 'eight' twice." Dinah said, as Cissie returned from the bathroom.

"Yep."

Oliver hummed. "Well, it's unique, and seeing as it's a direct reference to Thalassic Space, which is yours, I think it's a good choice."

"I think so, too."

"Sorry, what'd she pick?" Cissie said.

"Dà-ochd." Said Oliver. "Gaelic for Two-eight. Faith had to compromise in translating Double Eight."

"Ooh, I like it!"

"Thanks!"

Oliver stood, and said, "Well, Bruce sent me your measurements, after Zatanna told him you're with us now. I'll get to making your suit right away. Any details you want to add, besides the Double Eight on it, somewhere?"

"Actually, don't put the Double Eight on it."

"No?"

"I've been using a new banner, for this part of the story, on Tumblr."

"Huh?" Emiko said.

"She's also on Earth-33, chronicling her adventures." Dinah said.

"Oh! That's kind of cool."

"The design is by @cafekitsune. I'll describe it to you, and then suggest how to use it."

"Sure. I'm listening."

"On the left is the outline of a blue crescent moon. It's not neon. It's academia toned."

"Academia toned, OK."

"The colour I have in mind is somwhere between dark blue and light blue. You can just ask me to show you, if you don't get it right."

"Sure."

"The hollow part of the moon faces the outline of a orange-gold sun, and to the right is of the sun is an identical crescent moon, and its hollow part faces the sun, too. Between each moon, towards the sun, is a small blue dot, an orange-gold diamond, and another small blue dot."

"Oh OK, I can see that."

"You can take any part of this design and put it on, say, the hood, neckline, sleeves or hems of the top or pants, and if you're feeling fancy, the boots."

"That on the boots would be cool. Any particular style you want the outfit to have?"

"Pirate. Make me look like a pirate." Faith laughed, the others joining. "With ankle boots, a petticoat, a cool butterfly-sleeve blouse, and a waistcoat!"

"O-kay! Ask and you shall receive."

"Are you asking for an eye-patch, too?" Emiko asked.

"Nah, I can just use my hands to be dramatic, when using one magic or the other." Faith said. Oliver wheezed a laugh. Dinah chuckled, and Cissie laughed, Emiko shaking her head.

"You are an odd one, Faith."

"It's almost like my life experiences made me into a clown." Faith replied. Cissie laughed loudly.

"Are you implying that you own a clown costume?"

"Well, I haven't touched my magic Astral Jester Costume to bind it to my body to wear it on command, but yes, I own a clown costume."

Emiko said, breathily. "Wow." The group chuckled and laughed. "How many pieces does it have?"

"Nine. A hat with four sections that have a cluster of jingle bells, a crop top, shorts, cuff-bracelets lined with jingle bells, a choker with a cluster of jingle bells, and hiker shoes with a cluster of jingle bells."

"Why not a converse or tennis shoe?"

"My feet are deformed, so I can't wear flat shoes."

"Ohhhh." Emiko said. Faith removed her right foot from her shoe. "Oh! That looks painful."

"When colliding against obstacles, yes, it's very sensitive."

"Batman measured your feet, too." Oliver said.

Faith nodded. "Yeah, I remember. It was just this morning, after all."

"All right, I'll get to work drawing some ideas, and I'll get back to you on that, Faith."

"Thank you, Ollie."

"You're welcome."

"Shall we go, ladies?" Asked Dinah. The girls said words of agreement while Dinah and Faith rose from the couch. As Cissie, Emiko and Faith went to the door, Dinah pecked Oliver on the lips, who repeated the action, both smiling. Dinah went to the door, which Emiko held open, then Emiko shut the door, which locked itself. Oliver sat at the desk, turned on the drawing tablet, and began to work.

10:34 PM.

"Goodnight, Faith." Dinah said, quietly, walking beside Oliver to the master bedroom as Faith began to close the door to the guest room while entering.

"Have a good sleep!" Oliver added.

"Goodni-ight." Faith replied, tiredly. She closed the door, removed her underwear and shirt, put her pyjama pants back on, and crawled into bed. She plugged in her wired earbuds, opened YouTube and played the pirate tavern ambience she had listened to at Wayne Manor, turning her phone off to save power, the track still playing due to her Premium subscription. She reached to the nighstand for the TicTacs she bought during the errand run, popping one into her mouth and exhaling as she sank into her new grey maternity pillow.

Several minutes passed, then her phone vibrated. Faith groaned and double tapped her phone to wake up the screen. The Messenger icon was there. Unfortunately, she couldn't preview the message from her lock screen, so she pressed and held the icon, unlocked her phone, and the app opened to the chat. Faith read the top of the UI and batted her lashes in surprise. It was Barbara. Faith pursed her lips into a frown, upon reading the first sentence, flicking her lips up as she read the last sentence.

BARBARA: Hon, I'm sorry for dumping dishwater on you. I know you take things very personally, and I heard from Dinah that we *really* scared you (and that you hit bullseye on your third try! Wow!!). As the senior-most Batgirl, it's my duty to speak with you, the promising girl we expected to be the next Batgirl, about what happened today. This is going to take a few messages, so please bear with me. [Faith liked this message.]

BARBARA: Thank you.

Faith bobbed her head in agreement numerous times as she read the next message. She whispered, "Thank you." Upon reading the fourth sentence.

BARBARA: We acted on our anger instead of talking with you. I know that you know that, I just wanted one of us to admit it, sooner rather than later. You said you wouldn't have acted on your inappropriate desires while with us. I believe you, and I forgive you. I won't speak on their behalves, but I think Dick and Tim have forgiven you as well. You were trying to live on, with shame literally stuck in your mind, and we slammed the door in your face instead of letting you stay when you needed friends.

BARBARA: I think we all can make an accurate guess of what part of you Dohannar represents. No offense regarding your preferences in fantasy people, your cat anthropomorph family was fascinating and lovely to meet. It was unfortunate for *everyone* that the thoughts you never wanted to act while part of us were exposed, so easily.

Faith gasped after reading the last sentence of the following text, and said in an upwards climbing tone, "She knows my name!" 'Dinah must have told her. The others probably know it by now, too.'

BARBARA: You should stay with the Arrows to finish your training. I hope it goes as well as it did, today. Truly, I do. If you're in need of someone to talk to, or you want some more Batfamily-style training, I'd be glad to help. I think Dick and Tim would be willing, too. Maybe take Jason's rather harsh advice and stay out of Gotham for a couple of months, until you're ready to meet the world as Dà-ochd, OK?

BARBARA: Oh, and you may now respond! 😜

FAITH: Thank you. ❤️❤️❤️ I will definitely stay here until I'm ready LOL. Jason is a big guy, and he's got guns! 😰

BARBARA: Valid, LOL not to mention Damian has a sword, and Tim had to get Stephanie to stop prattling about how she wanted to beat you up!😬

FAITH: Yeah, yikes!

FAITH: I'm guessing Bruce left immediately to let his anger out.

BARBARA: Yep. Nothing from him, yet. You probably won't, until he's talked with Oliver and Dinah about how things are going with you (I think that's already happened a little bit today, and they'll probably meet tomorrow to talk some more), and some time has passed.

FAITH: I'm OK with that. 😊 He's not exactly a puzzle, he just has a way of doing, like, everything.

BARBARA: True, very true.

FAITH: Also, I've been thinking hardcore in the background, and I think I'm actually aceflux demisexual?

BARBARA: Oh, all right! If that makes more sense to you, then that's all good! 😁

FAITH: Thanks, Barbara.

BARBARA: ❤️

FAITH: TBH, I almost keep typing Babs aflkasjflds it's two less syllables so my brain is like, "Ah, yes! A shortcut!" I was trying not to make that mistake IRL because I know only Dick calls you that.

BARBARA: LOL. Yes, that name is something that Dick likes to call me, and he and I are exclusive, and I think you're aware of that.

FAITH: Yep! I just wanted to bring it up, 'cause it was like a dog that needed to drag its ass on the carpet LOL

BARBARA: LOL. Ewwww!

FAITH: I'll stick with Barbara, don't worry. 😜

BARBARA: Thank you, Faith. If you come up with something else that only you use for me, you're welcome to, though! No pressure to come up with it right now. ❤️

FAITH: Yeah, I think that'll take a bit of thinking LOL.

BARBARA: Well, I know it's your bedtime, and you've probably taken your meds (you *have* taken them, right?), so I'll let you sleep. We can chat in the morning, if you want. Aaaand you might have apology messages from Dick and Tim to respond to.

FAITH: Yes, I took my meds and am in bed, listening to my favourite pirate tavern ambienc, which funnily enough has no actual pirate sounds.

BARBARA: LOL

FAITH: The visuals are of a galleon at full-mast on the water near the tavern. Pretty sure it's AI. But I like that it has the ocean and boat creaking. The crickets get a bit annoying, and apparently the bird songs are from morning birds LOL. More evidence that it was made by AI. Which sucks, because it's otherwise perfect!

BARBARA: Aw, is that the only one you like?

FAITH: No, it's not the only thing I have in my Sleep Playlist. Here, lemme share it.

[FAITH shared a link.]

FAITH: The video right after the pirate tavern I like, the medieval fishing village with visuals of a stone port, verandah and schooner, has quieter crickets and ocean sounds again. And I believe none of it was made by AI! Both work fine, and so do the playlist entries after it. I usually only listen to the pirate tavern and fishing village videos, which I have downloaded.

BARBARA: Hm! Well, so long as you know what works for you, hon.

FAITH: Anyway! Sleep time! Thanks again, Barbara. Goodniiiight! ❤️

BARBARA: Goodnight, Faith. ❤️

Faith closed Messages, returned to YouTube, and turned off her phone, tucking it under the two stacked normal pillows against the headboard. She relaxed her arms, legs, and face muscles, sighed deeply whlie closing her eyes, and let her mind sink into the bed until she was asleep. Oliver and Dinah, reading books with the nightstand lamps on, heard soft snoring coming from the closed door of the guest room. Oliver chuckled once with his chest, and Dinah scoffed with light laughter.

"Someone was tired." Dinah said.

"Oh yeah. It's only her second day of training, too."

"Oh, yes. We should get some sleep too, so we can be ready with her." Said Dinah. Oliver hummed in agreement as the couple put down the novels, turned out the lights, and settled down.

Zatanna fell asleep too, and sought Faith. She found Faith, wearing a beautiful multi-coloured brown skirt and a brown tank-top with pretty crochet work, sing and dance with tavern-goers. Beyond the docks was the ocean, held by the crescent shaped land. Zatanna glanced behind her to see a well-built pirate town, in good condition, a jungle farther that way, and to Zatanna's right, up on a hill, a white mansion. Zatanna's left hand vibrated like a cellphone. She looked to see a holographic black HUD with white details. SOFFFIAA had sent a new message, and Zatanna clicked the notification to navigate.

SOFFFIAA: Hello, Zatanna! Welcome to the Dream World on Paper, where the deceased, comatose and lucid dreamers of Thalassic Space are free to adventure, play and participate in romantic scenarios otherwise impossible to them in real life.

SOFFFIAA: You are currently in a recreation of Great Inagua from "Assassin' Creed IV: Black Flag" called White-Sun Harbour. It is one third of the Realm of Tree Peoples, but I think you already know that! If you would like, you may read as much lore about Thalassic Space from the TSRPG app while dreaming, thanks to your new connection to Santa's Snowglobe Room, where all of the galaxy's information is archived.

SOFFFIAA: I noticed you were looking the tavern (Please note that alcohol consumption is not required to attend the fun!), and spotted Faith Lawson, the Great Little Starwriter. I am glad that she is your friend and future pupil, as she is my lady-in-waiting with the honourable title of Court Jester. While I expect you to approach her, you may also to visit Captain Arles, who I believe is in the mansion, looking over her collection of maps, or to explore other areas of the Realm, which have access points to other regions of the Dream World on Paper. Take care, Zatanna!

"Thank you." Zatanna said, relaxing her hand, noting that she only needed to start curling her fingers to dismiss the hologram. Zatanna exhaled, raised her cheeks to smile, and walked to the tavern. Some of the revellers glanced at her. "Faith!" She called. Faith paused her dancing and vocals, and turned her body left to see Zatanna.

"Zatanna! Hi, welcome!"

"Would you like to do some training with me, while we're in an optimal place for practice?"

"Sure! Let's go to the grassy area just in front of the jungle, for now."

"Sure!" The magician and dreamer began to walk. The window of the guest bedroom was silently opened. Ra's al Ghul entered. His eyes thirsted for Faith, although she wore pants, the blanket didn't cover her left ass cheek.

Ra's pulled down Faith's pyjama pants to reveal her ass, and Faith felt this in the dream. "Oh. Let's do this tomorrow, Zatanna. I think I have a villain to fuck. Consensually. Trust me, or call Oliver." Then Faith was gone.

"Faith? Faith! Ohhhh no." Zatanna forced herself awake, and called Oliver.

Ra's paused while Faith stirred. As she began to look over her left shoulder, Ra's used his hands to cover her nose and mouth. Oliver heard his phone ring, pried opened an eye, and saw the caller ID. He struck out his right arm to grab and answer the phone as he instantly sat up and hurried to the hallway. "Wait, wait!" Faith cried, under Ra's' hand. She leaned on her right ribs, arms reaching in the air for Ra's.

"No. No, we're done, Faith."

Oliver popped open the door and rushed in. Ra's turned and rose from the bed. Faith let out a loud grunt as she lunged forward, grabbd Ra's' waist, and burrowed with her face to lick under the hem of his shirt. Ra's paused. Oliver socked him in the face. "Guh! Could you wait a moment, Mr. Queen?"

"Sure! Just don't make any sudden movements."

Ra's tilted his head down to look at Faith, stroking her hair with his left hand. "Now, was that so hard, Faith?"

"I'm sorry." Faith said, nuzzling into his hand and Ra's playing with her hair and face in response. "I didn't expect my command to actually work, or the ritual, and then for you to find me, a-and I panicked when you forced yourself on me when you came to my apartment. Can we just... go somewhere else to do this? And then you can leave me alone, and be finished, like we all want?"

"Do I get to keep your child?" Ra's gripped Faith's chin and looked in her eyes.

"You want me to die from a high-risk pregnancy?"

"Your life has no value to me, Faith."

"But you keep pursuing me, and I keep letting you get this close to me. Either I die trying to give you a human baby,"

"What about a dragon baby?"

"There's no magic O-type star here. It wouldn't survive."

"I'm sure we could figure something out."

"No, Ra's. That's an absolute. The O-star is why there are dragons in Thalassic Space."

"Did you just make that up?"

"No, it's real." Faith said. Ra's sighed tiredly and dropped his hand.

"I don't want you."

"Ra's, record it. Dangle my lust for you, a villain, above the heads of people who will hate me and depend on me, in the future."

"You want me to blackmail you?" Ra's sounded intrigued.

"Does that sound fair, since you're going to threaten my life just by fucking me?"

Ra's turned his lips upwards. "Yes, that will suffice."

"Thank you. Now, can we please go somewhere else?"

"Hmph. Yes. I know where to take you." Ra's looked at Oliver. "I'll have her back in the morning, eight o'clock."

"Sounds good." 'I know he won't bring her back, but complacency is required. Hopefully, Faith can hold on until we get her out.' Oliver then said to Faith, "Stay safe." Faith nodded. Oliver left the room, closing the door.

"Grab my shoulders. I'll carry you there."

The alley that Ra's descended into was uncondtionally narrow. Ra's made two steps to a dark grey door with a spyhole. He knocked five times, paused, then three times. Three seconds passed. The door opened, the only part of its operator visible dark hair, tan skin, Asian eyes and a black blouse.

Ra's stepped inside, and as the door master shut the door, Ra's knelt to let Faith down. He held her right wrist tightly and bent with his chest, and made eye contact. He said, "Keep your eyes to the floor and don't say anything, unless you want trouble." Faith nodded.

'Yeah, he's just gonna sell me, isn't he?' Faith thought. They slowed as they came to a door, to the left of the large main room, and one of the men outside the door knocked and spoke Japanese to the person inside. The person, a man, replied, then the door was opened, and Ra's walked Faith inside, the door closing behind them. Whlie Ra's talked with the man, in Japanese, Faith kept her eyes lowered.

"You have not made an appointment, al Ghul. Who is this?" Said the man. "She has nice boobs and beautiful hair, and she is short, but she has too much meat on her legs and stomach. Not many of my customers will like her."

"This is Faith. She's twenty-four years old, and a virgin. She's a metahuman who can become a dragon. She denied me what was promised to me, and I no longer want her. I want 100 thousand dollars for her."

"If she's a dragon, then she's a risk to this establishment. I refuse."

"She is mortal. You shoot her with a gun, she dies. You cut her with a knife, she dies. 100 thousand dollars."

The man rose from his chair, walked around, and gripped Faith's chin, rudely forcing her to look at him. Faith estimated the man to be in his late fifties with a average height, but large hands and firm chest and arm muscles. His black hair was cut short, his dark eyes and nose unremarkable, and his round face had a good jawline. He wore a white-silver dress jacket, a white carnation corsage, a tan shirt with a komodo dragon scale pattern and black hem-work, black trousers, and black dress shoes.

"Smile." Said the man, in English. "With your teeth." Faith did as asked. He forced her face to whip down and leftwards as he stepped in front of Ra's and spoke angrily in Japanese to Ra's. "Her teeth are rotten!"

"They aren't that bad." Ra's responded cooly.

The man said to Faith, "Why are you teeth so ugly, girl? Huh? Are you too lazy to brush your teeth? Do you have no job, so you can't go to a dentist?"

"I usually don't have energy to brush my teeth."

"Argh!" The man scrambled his hands near his chest.

"And whenever my dentist appointment comes around, I don't have money because I need it for food and other personal things."

"Oh, like what?" The man cross his arms.

"I spend money on birthdays, too."

The man flourished his right arm. "What, do you buy presents for your whole family, all year 'round?"

"No, just my mom and brother. Personal things like household items and hygenic things, plus leisure."

"Well, it's a good thing you're so ugly, so you can spend all of your money on yourself, huh?" The man bent to level his face with Faith's, and spit in her face as he said, "Huh!?"

"Yamagata-san. If you don't want her, I'll find another buyer. She has a pale, round face, beautiful, big green eyes and thick hair. Don't you think Lei-Xiānshēng would like to have her?"

Yamagata's face became deep red. "Ra's al Ghul, I ought to put a bullet in your head for sayin the name of that swine."

"Do you want the girl, or not?"

Yamagata was silent for several seconds. "You want 100 thousand for her?"

"That's right."

Yamagata addressed Faith. "Are you really a dragon metahuman?"

Faith sighed. 'If I lie, it'll be worse.' "Yes."

"I would ask you to show me, but that would give you a chance to escape."

"I... I don't want to. Look, I want to accept responsibility for how I treated Ra's. This is the least I can do."

"Ha. Ha ha!" Yamagata looked at Ra's. "Ha ha ha ha! Aha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha! This little bitch is crazy!" Yamagato looked back at Faith. "This is the last thing you're going to do, Miss Lawson. You've just given Ra's al Ghul permission to sell you to a Japanese sex club! At least you're not my only white-faced girl, bwa ha ha!"

Ra's said, "Yamagata-san. You want her. She has anxiety, depression, and assumedly PTSD. Like I said, she's a virgin. Surely one of your sons will think Faith is worthy of his attention."

Yamagata was briefly speechless, his eyes thoughtful as they looked at Ra's' face. He smiled. "You have a deal, Ra's."

"Excellent." Ra's said, donning a similar grin.

Faith thought, 'Uh-oh. That's not a good smile. I don't have to go through with this, I can transform or use magic at any time. I am the O-type star of Thalassic Space. But I also want to be done with this. I don't want my virginity and my hormones to get in the way, anymore.'

Yamagata went to the right side of his desk and interacted with the framing of a portrait of a Japanese girl in a bikini seated mermaid-style on a beach. The portrait swung open, and Yamagata fiddled with a safe. He opened it, grabbed cash, put it in a black suitcase stored in the cabinets behind the desk, and gave the suitcase to Ra's. The men had a firm handshake. "A pleasure, al Ghul."

"As always, Yamagata-san." Ra's turned and left the room without another glance or word to Faith.

Yamagata took hold of Faith's arms and turned her to the door. "Let's get you ready, little dragon." He forced her to walk out of the office, and Faith seized the opportunity to look at the main room. It was a club with dark purple and pink lighting, and ample seating space made of black polyester and black leather with glass coffee tables and side tables with black frames. In the middle of the area was an area for dancing, beyond it a bar, against the left wall, to the right of the bar black table sets with matching chairs. To the right of the back seating space, the ceiling extended higher, and there were dancing poles with seating and tables, and black stairs to an upper area.

'It's empty!' Faith's mind remarked. 'I'm guessing they're closed, even though it's Monday, because Yamagata's sons aren't home.'

"Curiosity killed the cat, Miss Faith." Yamagata said.

"Sorry." Faith replied, moving her eyes to the floor.

"No, you're not."

"I'm Canadian."

"And too willing to share personal details. You'll be lucky if you live to see the morning." Yamagata said. They went left, past the furniture, into a door on the same wall as the office, and the six woman inside all turned their attention to Yamagata. The walls were white and the floors black oak hardwood.

Closest and left of the door was a kitchen with a stainless steel kitchen sink, stove-oven and microwave, and a small white marble counter space with a white cabinet and cupboard. A black table set with four matching chairs was nearby, then two black polyester sofas, an armchair and a loveseat. A 62" TV screen positioned to the left wall where the living area furniture was placed played a Japanese daytime talk show. The TV stand containing a DVD player, gaming consoles, and its vertical shelves held a collection of discs and game controllers. Two Japanese women occupied the couch, and a young woman, sat on the armchair.

'She's white passing, like one of my Homestuck friends. Nice.' Faith thought.

Against the wall after the living area furniture were two vanity desks, the rightmost occupied by a young Black Japanese woman. A pair of white dressers, a walk-in closet, and two black bookshelves with novels, manga, comics, magazines and framed photos were on the wall to the right of the door. Against the wall behind the living area were two queen sized mattresses with black and white bedding, and two Japanese girls, visually the youngest, laid on the rightmost bed. Both had long, black hair and dark eyes. The one closest to the foot of the bed wore red lingerie, and the other wore hot pink. The outer sides of each bed had a black nightstand with a black lamp.

Faith batted her eyes upon observing the room, and how the girls were relaxed. 'Wow. I'm actually impressed!'

Yamagata said, "Clean her up. Have her pick a name in Japanese. Ask what her favourite colour is. I want her to look extra skimpy for Henjin."

'Henjin? Never heard of that name before.' In Faith's mind, stories and characters enlightened her of the truth. 'Oh. It's a nickname. For one of his sons. For the sexual, social outcast of his sons, who likes ugly virgins he can manipulate easily, because no one else wants them. For me, it's not that I'm visually ugly. I've had boyfriends, although three out of four were online. My heart is ugly. And so is Henjin's, by the sound of it.'

"Yes, Yamagata-san." The women answered as Faith let out a shallow breath, and Yamagata looked at Faith.

Faith whispered, "Oh, I'm fucked."

Yamagata saw her expression and smirked. "You had better wisen up, Faith. Henjin doesn't like ugly girls who don't know their place." He chuckled and exited the room, shutting the door.

One of the women seated on the couch got to her feet, and came to Faith. "Do you speak Japanese?" The woman had shoulder-length hair and wispy bangs, and dark eyes. She wore a dark orange shirt, jeans and black converse.

Faith recognised the sentence from watching anime and Youtube, but shook her head. "I can if I cheat."

"Cheat?" Lightly accented.

"I'm a metahuman. I can become a dragon."

"And Yamagata-san agreed to hire you?"

"Ra's al Ghul brought me here." All movement paused. The TV and a the TikToks of the girls on the bed were all that could be heard. "Long story short, we had a shared wet dream. I'm from Earth-33."

"I-I was scared, I didn't think my command in the dream for Ra's to learn how to reach me using a liminal space from my jumpscare girl Persona would work! I-I just thought it was a very lucid dream, like the sex we had!" Faith said.

The woman in the orange shirt hummed.

The young woman on the armchair had strawberry blonde hair to her waist, heavy sectioned bangs, and rich brown eyes. She wore a white, strapless dress with a tinge of pink, pale pink chiffon and soft yellow stars decorating the front. She asked, in English, "Did he take your virginity?"

"While that wasn't the first time I've had sex in a dream, yes, I'm a virgin." Faith said. "After he grabbed one of my magic items from my dragon tomb, he found the door to my apartment in that liminal place and forced himself upon me while I was still asleep."

The woman, and the other on the couch, with a bleached silver pixie cut, and light brown eyes, clicked their tongues. "Oh, that's scary!"

"That's also why I rejected Ra's. I panicked and ordered the liminal space to hold him while I packed a bag. I thought he would just bring me home. He brought me to━" 'Nope, can't say Wayne Manor.' Faith had paused, and swayed, feigning that she was tired, but she actually was, since it was nighttime and she was supposed to be asleep, so it became a genuine motion. The woman in front of her steadied Faith with her arms, and brought her to sit on the vacant bed, together. "The Batcave, and he threatened to kill me in front of Batman." 'That's essentially true.' Faith thought.

"Ra's cut himself with the item he stole, thinking it would give me control of the liminal space, and creatures from the space took him into a room to rough him up. I ordered the creatures to go home, and I sent Ra's into a door to his home. Batman and I knew he wouldn't stop pursuing me. So, I started training with him and the Batkids."

The women on the couch and armchair and the woman at the vanity desk gasped. "Cool!" Said the woman on the couch. Faith giggled.

"Hey, I know what you said!" Faith said. The seated girls giggled, and so did the ones on the bed. "This morning, I opened a portal to the outside of my dragon tomb to claim my powers and items to me,"

"Wait, really?" Muttered the girl in black lingerie on the bed, turning her head to look at Faith. She had long black hair with curtained bangs, and dark blue eyes.

"I think she's serious about her being a dragon!" Said the girl in red lingerie. She had long black hair, choppy bangs, and mid-brown eyes.

"And I went inside with the Batkids, Batman, Wonder Woman and Zatanna, who had come along on behalf of the League and because Zatanna was going to help me with my magic."

"Waaa!" Said the girl in red lingerie.

"That's so cool!" Said the girl in black lingerie.

"Lucky!" Said the Black Japanese girl. She had chest length locks and dark eyes, and wore a black version of the dress the strawberry blonde wore with bright blue chiffon and vivid green stars.

"But one my friends guarding the final room, who was my lover in a past life, exposed me for liking some of the Batkids, and they freaked out, 'cause I'd become part of their family."

"Did you expect that?" Said the strawberry blonde.

"The reaction to be disgust and shock? Yes. For it to be as drastic as it was, or to be revealed by someone other than me? No."

"Ah."

"I walked back with Wonder Woman and Zatanna in the darkness left by Batman's cape, and that wasn't fun for my anxiety."

"Oop." Said the Black woman.

"The Batkids punished me for my betrayal of trust. One dumped dishwater with bacon grease on me, one gave me a nasty bunny plush, and the one with a sword was going to hurt me before Batman stopped him."

"Damn!"

"I'm sorry they bullied you instead of just talking." Said the woman in the orange shirt. The woman on the couch nodded.

"Batgirl did text me, tonight, apologising. She thinks Nightwing and Red Robin have forgiven me, too."

"But not the rest?"

"No. I wouldn't expect them to."

"Soooo, Wonder Woman and Zatanna brought you here?" Said the Black woman.

"They asked me if I wanted to go to a homeless shelter or help, and I chose help. So, yes they brought me here, to Green Arrow. After he was caught up, he accepted me, and my apology, and why I wouldn't have acted on those desires, and especially don't want to, now."

"They scared you pretty good, huh?"

"Yeah, it wasn't fun."

"Well, at least a few of 'em had it in their hearts to forgive you."

"Oh yeah, big time. Everything was fine, until tonight. I had just met Zatanna in the dream world to do some training when I felt Ra's start to take off my pants." The women all grumbled and tsked.

"Oh, we're sorry." Said the woman in the orange shirt.

"He didn't manage anything, though. We struggled for a few seconds before Green Arrow came in the room, just as I hugged Ra's, and that made him pause. I told him "sorry", and the truth about why I didn't submit to him, and I asked him to take me somewhere to fulfill my promise. Green Arrow allowed it because Ra's said he'd bring me back in the morning. I figured he was lying, and I know Green Arrow knew it, for sure."

"Sounds like you've had a rough past few days." Said the woman in the orange shirt. Faith nodded. "What's your name?"

"Faith." The girl in red lingerie began to quietly practice the name.

"Faith. You know what that is in Japanese, don't you?"

Faith nodded, a little smile on her face. "信仰 (Shinko)."

"Yes, Shinko. My name is Jennifer, in English. It's directly from my Japanese name, 純粋な (Junsuina). You can call me Jennie." Faith nodded. "We've got Sekine, on the couch," Sekine waved, and Faith returned the gesture. "That's Kiki,"

"Hi-i!" Said Kiki.

"Hi!" Faith replied. "White passing, right?"

"Yes, I'm white passing."

"Cool! I like your dress!"

Kiki tilted her her head, batting her lashes. "Thank you! I made it myself!"

"That's Hamako, at the vanity,"

"Hi, girl! You can call me Leia, when we're not out in the club, 'kay!"

"Yes, OK!" 'I'll call her that in my head, too.'

"I made the designs Kiki and I are wearing."

"Oh, nice! Both versions are good!"

"Aw, thank you!"

"Thank you!" Said Kiki.

Jennie said, "And on the bed, in red, is Mai."

"Hello, Faith-chan!"

"And Fuga is wearing black."

"Welcome to One Night Fever!" Said Fuga. "一夜の熱 (Ichiya no Netsu)!"

"Ooh, that's a good name for a nightclub." Faith said.

"Noooo!"

"Noooooo!" Mai added.

"It's such a bad name!"

"It's so cringe! It was named by a nineteen year old boomer named━"

"Yamagata Jin!" Mai and Fuga laughed heartily. The others girls and Faith laughed along.

Jennie said, "You probably already know this, but sex work is dangerous."

Faith nodded more. "Yes, I know from listening to active and retired sex workers, online."

"It's especially dangerous in spaces owned by men like our boss, Yamagata-san. You're in the sex working circle, now. And Henjin, the nickname of Yamagata-san's youngest boy, who Yamagata-san wants to meet you, will bring you further into the pit, if he likes you. If Henjin doesn't, you'll get a harsh slap on the face, and his penis up your ass while you suck on the dick of one of his buddies, and the other one rapes your pussy."

Faith cringed her face. "That's not nice."

"No, it's not."

"Sorry," Said Sekine. "But since the Justice League are going to come for you━actually, it's a wonder why they aren't here, already,"

"It might just be the Arrows."

"Oh! Well, what's taking them so long?"

"They might be dealing with the League of Assassins. And no, Ra's no longer has access to the liminal space, the Batkids made sure I fixed that."

"Oh, OK. So then, if this place is going to get busted, where are we going to go?"

"Right, 'cause you're all legitimate sex workers."

"Mhm!" "Yep." The women all said, humming as well.

"I could use my Role as a Cultist of Asherah to help you get new, safe jobs." Mai and Fuga gasped. Faith looked at them, and at the other women, who looked a little hopeful. "Well, "safe" in quotation marks, for the usual reasons, unless you want to leave this galaxy."

"Mm, yeah, no thanks, I think we'll stay here."

"Yeah." Said Sekine. The women all laughed.

"Cult of Asherah?" Said Kiki.

"Yeah, what's that?" Asked Leia.

"There used to be prostitutes outside the Temples of Yahweh, in the very early days of worshipping Yahweh. The Yahwehists didn't like it, and demolished it. We only know they danced around gold painted trees or wooden poles. I've revived it to have importance in my stories in that it educates children and protects sex workers, and women, youth and queer people at risk."

"Oh, that's cool." Said Sekine.

"That's actually really cool. Like, a good idea to work with." Said Leia. "I bet your stories are good."

"Thank you! Been working on Thalassic Space for four years, now."

"Nice!"

"Um, but if the Arrows don't help you, I will. Hell, if I could go around the world, saving people with all of my demigoddess powers, without fear of people calling me Mary Sue or me punishing myself for being too strong by putting myself into horror media that I like, for a night of terror, I'd do it!"

Sekine said, "So you aren't doing it out of fear and to be humble."

"The first of those things, yes, but I wouldn't say it's to be humble. I would call it being fair, and not cheating. Yes, there's some stupidly powerful people, already, but I, I just don't feel like it would be fun to use all of my power. I will, if absolutely necessary, and I have a plan, or just a little bit of an idea, since me improvising with no feedback is how things get messy." Faith said. The women all responded with hums of processing and head bobs.

Faith glanced at the door, then beckoned for Jennie to come closer. Kiki and Sekine perked their ears, Leia tilted her head to listen, and Mai and Fuga turned their heads, too. Faith whispered, "But if you give me a present, declaring it to be for the Goshenite Stargazer Dragon, I can grant you a morally good wish to help you, someone else, or nature, without being a Mary Sue because my Dragon Persona is a wish-granting dragon. Rocks, flowers, gemstones, seeds and saplings, and art of any kind, be it visual, digital or performance."

"Ohhhh." Jennie softly said. Mai and Fuga whispered among themselves.

"My right eye, a magic O-type star, creates, and is a source of magic, and is why the wish-making is possible. I've got two other Personas, but the relevant one is the dragon."

"Wow!"

"Well, you've got our attention, Faith." Said Leia.

"We'll, uh, get back to you on that, tomorrow night." Said Sekine. Faith lifted her cheeks, and nodded. "I'll translate for Mai and Fuga so they get the full picture." Sekine rose from the couch and sat on the bed Mai and Fuga occupied.

"Thanks!" Faith replied, then withdrew her body from Jennie, who draped her right arm behind Faith's back, holding her left arm. At a normal volume, "Now, can we play dress-up for big girls?"

"Oh yes," Jennie said, Sekine, Leia and Kiki laughing with her. "Yes, now we can play dress-up." While walking Faith to the dressers, she said, "What's your favourite colour?"

"Blue! Dark blues, like midnight or navy. Bright blue is nice, too."

"Oh, yes," Jennie said, opening one of the drawers as Faith removed her pyjama pants. "We have both. Your feet look so painful." Jennie said, handing Faith some items.

"Only if I walk or stand for too long. This one," Faith shook her right foot, then removed her pants. "Is really sensitive to being banged against things, though."

"Ooh, I bet. But you can fight?"

"I'm decent, for two days of training, as a person with disability. I should be able to hold my own until I need to use magic, or the Arrows come, and we all go out together."

Jennie nodded firmly. "We'll give you sexy boots. You know that Kiki can sew. She has fabrics of all kinds, so she can make it fit."

"Hell yeah!" Kiki said.

Faith said, "Awesome."

"And, we'll teach you how to act in front of Henjin and the customers for tomorrow night, when the boss' sons are supposed to come home from Japan for a big party, OK?"

Faith nodded. "Well, let's see what fits!"

"Fingers crossed!"

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How do you see Little Harry Goodsir and Little Henry Collins reacting to their caregiver taking care of Hickey? I imagine they’ve been with him longer and Hickey is a newer thing and the adjustment hasn’t been easy. Harry Goodsir may be a bit protective because that’s his Macca! He shoves Hickey off Macca’s lap and is shocked when he has to sit in timeout. Henry Collins is too little to outwardly be mean but I think he’d be too shy with a new little in his house. Maybe he starts hiding when he feels small or tries to stay busy so he isn’t little. Whether it’s McDonald who notices or one of the other caregivers I’m undecided about, but I like the thought of Blanky noticing Henry’s being weird and going to McDonald and giving him a (gentle) lecture about how just because he has a new kid doesn’t mean his other two need him any less.

Hmm...

Harry would definitely be at least a Little mean about it.. Probably glares at Neil over the table at lunch time the first few days.

I think with Henry trouble comes when he wants to be held while Macca has to take care of Neil. He'd get gently pried off and set down with a few words of comfort. Initially just gets really confused about why papa suddenly doesn't want to hold him :( of course Harry and Blanky are still there but... yk... Papa :(

Definitely tries to hide after that. Starts working around more, talks even less than before. I like the image of Blanky noticing :o Since he also cares a lot about Henry, it'd make sense.

Given that Blanky and McDonald are friends (i assume from the show context), the convo would be really chill... but it still knocks the wind out of Macca. How could he not notice that Neil was taking up so much of his time?

There's a lot of negotiation after. Blanky might offer to help around or invite Tartnell or Manson to help. Macca sets some boundaries that Neil HATES but maybe if he gets plenty of rewards for it...

I think they'd sort it out eventually ^^

[gloriabomfim]

Certainly, let's move on to Baby Acanda's angry montages and accompanying actions/dialogues:

Part 3: Baby Acanda's Angry Montages

Baby Acanda furiously throws building blocks across the room.

He clenches his tiny fists and stomps his feet in frustration.

Baby Acanda's face turns bright red as he screams in anger.

He throws a tantrum, knocking over a stack of books.

Baby Acanda angrily swipes his toys off the table.

He scowls and growls when someone takes his favorite toy.

Baby Acanda's parent tries to calm him down, but he continues to pout.

He throws a mini fit when his snack is not what he wanted.

Baby Acanda's brows furrow as he stubbornly refuses to cooperate.

He falls asleep with a frown, still holding onto his grumpy mood.

Actions and Dialogues (Baby Acanda):

(Acanda's parent) - "Blocks go flying when he's in a fit of rage."

(Acanda's parent) - "Tiny fists, big temper! He's a feisty little one."

(Acanda's parent) - "His screams can be heard from miles away."

(Acanda's parent) - "Book tower, meet Baby Acanda's wrath."

(Acanda's parent) - "Toys beware! He's not in the mood for play."

(Acanda's parent) - "No one messes with his favorite toy without consequences."

(Acanda's parent) - "We try to soothe him, but he's one stubborn little guy."

(Acanda's parent) - "Snack time can turn into a mini meltdown."

(Acanda's parent) - "He's got a mind of his own, even at this age."

(Acanda's parent) - "Sleeping with a frown, his grumpiness knows no bounds."

These actions and dialogues showcase Baby Acanda's fiery and temperamental personality as he experiences various moments of anger and frustration during his babyhood.

Certainly, here are the next set of Baby Acanda's angry montages and accompanying actions/dialogues:

Part 3: Baby Acanda's Angry Montages (Continued)

Baby Acanda angrily tosses his food off his high chair, making a mess.

He furiously points and shouts when he doesn't get his way.

Baby Acanda scowls at bath time, splashing water in protest.

He throws a small pillow in a fit of anger.

Baby Acanda pouts when it's time for a diaper change, making it a challenge.

He refuses to share his toys, crossing his arms in defiance.

Baby Acanda stubbornly sticks out his lower lip when asked to take a nap.

He grumbles and groans when getting dressed in the morning.

Baby Acanda's parent tries to give him a timeout, but he continues to sulk.

He falls asleep with a disgruntled expression, holding onto his grumpy mood.

Actions and Dialogues (Baby Acanda):

(Acanda's parent) - "Mealtime becomes a battle of wills with flying food."

(Acanda's parent) - "His shouts can make the house shake."

(Acanda's parent) - "Bath time is a watery protest against authority."

(Acanda's parent) - "Even a pillow becomes a target in his moments of anger."

(Acanda's parent) - "Diaper changes are a true test of patience."

(Acanda's parent) - "Sharing? Not in his vocabulary at this moment."

(Acanda's parent) - "Naptime is met with a lower lip jut and a scowl."

(Acanda's parent) - "Getting dressed is a grumbling affair."

(Acanda's parent) - "Timeouts don't seem to deter his grumpy mood."

(Acanda's parent) - "Even in slumber, he holds onto his discontent."

These actions and dialogues continue to showcase Baby Acanda's fiery and stubborn personality as he experiences various moments of anger and defiance during his babyhood.

[doodle-do-wop]

Stina is definitely not the type to just throw herself into a fight if she can help it. Its not that she's a coward like everyone claims she is she just likes to be informed, she wants to know all the fine details before she just jumps into a situation. She's spent her whole life needing to know things, unicorn care is so technical sometimes you really have to know your stuff before you can even dream of being out in the field, swatting off people in society takes wits too, traversing the social battlefield isn't just something you stumble into.

If she knows what lies ahead she can adjust the skills she's got and make them count for the best and Fitz kinda likes that smug smirk she gets when she knows she's right about something, or that cool confidence that slithers through the air like a kraken waiting just under the surface. And when Stina's in her element there is very little anyone can do to knock her off her throne.

It's part of what makes their splotcher battles so fun, Stina's a dirty fighter when she wants to be mean or make something more exciting but when they goes by the rules she's somehow ten times more deadly of an opponent. But that doesn't mean she wants to win due to her opponent being weakened. Towards the Neverseen sure, she'll go for their weak points and keep punching to her last but with friends? With Fitz? She won't count the win if his leg gives out, she'd help him up if he fell, call for a timeout.

If Fitz suggested she be their rouge librarian she'd laugh but kinda like the idea. Sure Fitz can't last as long as she does just sitting and read and taking notes for hours but he likes just being there with her, enjoying her company and sitting beside her to read whatever passage excited her.

Baking has always been their mutual point of interest, they love baking and Stina never stops trying new flavors and combinations. Fitz adores the finer details and the decorating. No one can pipe a better rose than Fitz can which earned him the nickname Frosting Vacker from Stina. With Fitz and Stina in the kitchen only tasty treats and witty banter can follow.

ITS STINITZ DAY. MY FAVORITE SHIP. MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE SHIP.

I was channeling my inner Fitz and was in the kitchen all day. (I made cinnamon rolls and peanut butter cookies that both turned out pretty good!) Due to this I don't have much to offer in terms of Stina and Fitz. I love them though, I'll say that much. I remember in seventh grade I was laughing with my friend in the library because we wanted Fitz to date Stina because no one else loved him and because we thought it was a fitting punishment. Then we wanted them to die.

Seven years later and Stina and Fitz are in my top three favorite characters (I love the characters who are accidentally the most complex and morally grey lol, or misunderstood.) They are also my favorite ship in all of Keeper of the Lost Cities, if for no other reason, than because I love both of them individually so I love their ship the best (Tiana comes next for me lol.) Stina is a nerd at heart, she cares about how society views her, she is accepting of those who are cast out by society while simultaneously pushing away the one who maybe resembles her the most (Dex) because she knows that its too close for comfort. Because she's always been insecure in her status. For the record, I do prefer Stinitz over Stinex simply because I like the way their characters are built together more and because I think Dex does a better job as her plot foil without romance involved.

I think Stina must have initially loved Fitz for all the reasons everyone else did. He was perfect. He had a movie star smile. The closest thing to elven royalty, as Sophie noted. Stina, who cared so much what the others thought of her, who pushed most people away who could've cared for her because she knew that, like Dex, they could also shun her. She would shun them out first. This Stina loved the idea that Fitz' status would prevent her from any social judgment. This Stina loved that winning grin, the boyish naivety, and the shiny exterior he presented to the world. Fitz didn't like Stina at all. If nothing else, he thought her gripe against Biana (as I headcanon) as well as potentially Deck (her known rival) was unnecessary, but he also thought her attitude towards the rest of the school was abhorrent and rude.

The only relatively "flawed" side of Fitz Stina got to see would've been in splotching matches. If there was one area Stina was the most relaxed and yet still the most competitive, it was when she got to exercise the skills her father taught her and show everybody else that she was better than them. Fitz would always equal her in competitive rage, so there was never a boring match between the two consistent finalists. The only thing Stina didn't like about Fitz might have been that he always beat her, though she figured she'd try to accept it if they ever really married (fat chance of that).

Even though she wanted him to like her more than others at the school, she couldn't help telling him when he was wrong. He was ignorant, he was dense, "there is no way he actually thinks thats a good idea" -circa around the time of Oblivimyre. In his bias against her, he found this mostly unattractive.

I imagine Stina growing up. We see that she does soften towards Sophie in the later books. I still believe she was friends with her henchmen and some others in a whole other circle of elves, but she didn't have them follow her around as a defensive mechanism and to gang up on Sophie and her friends. All of this allows me to believe that she would also mature in her view of Fitz, in her ability to connect to people, in the way she presents herself. No longer is she as bratty and standoffish. Sure, she's got her rough edges, but she helped birth the alicorns, she cares for animals, she works hard for the Black Swan and demands what she deems right (like Maruca seeing Wylie). In this maturity she sees Fitz as something different. He's not perfect. He's beautiful but not perfect. Everything around him is falling apart, as the girl he liked goes for his best friend, his best friend runs away and makes questionable decisions, and his family is part of a legacy he doesn't want to be a part of. Stina sees that rage and sadness that surrounds him now, as he wants to fight but he's angry at everyone he cares about. Stina understands that. She not only understands all the ways she turned to anger in her dark days, but all the ways Marella was and is turning to bitterness as she deals with her mom, pyrokinesis, and loneliness. The ways Maruca started out colder and bitter, ready to betray a friend, in desperation and insecurity as well. The ways Linh wasn't completely sweet from the start, but the ways she turned sharper as she battled with her brother, partner, and protector leaving to the Neverseen just for her. Because she knows how easy it is to feel ostracized from the world and turn to anger, bitterness, and defensive tactics to cope with it, she can do nothing but see Fitz in a new relatable light. One where he isn't on a pedestal. She approaches him finally, in a way where she doesnt expect him to be perfect.

How refreshing for him. His dad still expects the best, Biana looks up to him, the Lost Cities still wants the elven prince, Sophie wants a supportive friend and wanted the perfect boyfriend, and everyone else just sees "Golden Boy" Fitz as well. Even Keefe might have been so wrapped up in how much better the Vackers were than his own family that he missed a lot of the pressure Fitz was under and was never able to help him ease it as much as he needed. So when Stina comes up to him one day, when they're hosting a Team Valiant meeting at Everglen, to see if he's okay, he lets a little bit of the pressure off. She listens to the tidbits he's willing to give her and tells him that there's no reason why he should think he needs to be perfect in the middle of a war. If Sophie can blow up a Neverseen hideout, then Fitz can even just walk into the meetings a little rougher for wear somedays, if not more. (Maybe use that cane he's been avoiding but definitely needs.)

From here they start talking a bit more as friends. Stina sees his human collection, and being a bit fascinated in humans herself, and having a few friends very interested in the species, she enjoys this very much. He gets to help her take care of the unicorns some afternoons and he realizes how refreshing a workout it is. He also gets to see just how useful she was during the alicorn birth, even though everyone said she did basically nothing. Maybe some days he brings specially baked treats for them, and other days he gets to ride with Stina and family/friends across the Norwegian landscapes on their backs. And he even has his own unicorn at their house now. And Stina has her own mini shelf of books on whatever information she's researching at Everglen, though only most of it is for Team Valiant meetings. He even gets invited to some of the hangouts with the girls, and they all laugh and tease each other and he feels a weight off his shoulders for the first time, that he's starting to feel very determined to keep. Stina is more than just a bully to him. She's a hardworker, a fighter, a lover, a nerd, and insecure in ways he didn't even think about. They both have a lot to learn about not letting others dictate their anger, and not letting society expect perfection out of them, but I think they can get through that together.

Also, maybe they advance from splotching to real goblin training and their kiss moment is Stina finally beating Fitz in a match and everything he came to respect about Stina just collapsed together as she won and her competitive side matched with his and he realized he loved seeing her beat him at something. That she was really cute when she was actually proud of herself. And it was so pure at that moment, unlike most other moments of Stina's life, that Fitz just couldn't get enough, so he kisses her. Fitz loves smart, adventurous women, and didn't he find one in Stina Heks.

I think I might do another post lol, after I'vecleaned up my kitchen. Cause I've saved some aesthetic photos for them on my pinterest board and I might have stinitz excerpts scattered across my KotLC notes app. @doodle-do-wop

Also, like, give me criticism please. Not like just on my writing but on my character analysis and ship pairing. I want to see how wrong I am lol.

[carnal-lnstinct]

My Cat's Behavior Represented by SS4 Characters

SS4 Goku

Eager to play, will swat at your ankles and make a beeline in the opposite direction to be chased. Jumps out at you from "hiding places" to do it, too.

Bites when you're not looking. double the points for puncturing the skin.

It's forbidden to cook alone, don't mind him resting on the rug directly behind your feet.

He'll make sure to clean up your spills even if you shoo him 100 more times than the previous 100 times you banned him from the kitchen.

Doesn't understand why he has to get wet with a squirt bottle every time he climbs onto the dinner table. He saw you cooking!

One day he will get inside the refrigerator and then you will see who is the master of the kitchen.

Happy to knock all the balls down the stairs and loosen the security bar playing with them.

Beefing with your dad's shoestrings.

Maybe beefing with you, acts more behaved for dad too.

Has to sleep with you facing him in bed. You turn over, he's following you.

SS4 Vegeta

Silently tails you wherever you roam as long as you treat him like an adult. If you don't hear his bell and accidentally trip over him then that's your fault!

Always perched in places he shouldn't be. Blocks the tv remote's signal to the tv.

One day he's going to fit more than a paw underneath the bathroom door and when he does you're in trouble! How dare you shut him out and leave yourself defenseless stupid woman!

Claws can only be clipped when he sleeps or his wrath will be called down upon you

Not a baby! Do not hold him as such! BITE BITE BITE

Shoves coins and lipsticks under the dresser where you can't reach them. Pathetic.

Chews the scratching post to assert dominance

Only eats the refined blueberries pulled out of the blueberry muffin, not that fresh and rinsed with water healthier shit. Are you trying to kill him?

SS4 Broly

Shoves his face directly into your food to see if he wants to eat it

No fear. *dishwasher starts up* One fear.

Chooses to sleep under the bed in the room instead of his own bed, will be in your face in the morning.

Oh you locked him out of the bedroom tonight so you can sleep in? He'll be waiting at the door at 6am with plenty to say.

Sock hoarder, but only one of a pair.

Blankets are the devil, do not gingerly place it around him or try to tuck him in while he sleeps.

Kicks all the water bottles. Release your goodness now!

Vacuum cleaner running 2 injured 18 dead. Two fears.

Got out twice and was afraid of all the parked cars. Three fears.

Sleeps soundly until you stand up and leave the room.

SS4 Raditz

Shows off his favorite toy. He stole it from you and made it clear that it belongs to him now. Very clear

Tries to destroy the playpen of timeout and is very vocal about you not letting him out after 2 minutes in

Smacks the treats out your hand for a snatch and run

Oversees the litter box cleaning, he's used to crap jobs.

He grooms himself and doesn't need your help, away with the ugly brush!

Your brush seems cool though, plans on stealing it too.

Loves the tub, just keep the water out of it and there will be no problems.

"WHY ARE YOU SUBMERGED IN BUBBLY WATER, YOU IDIOT! I CAN'T REACH YOU THERE"

Certified hair stylist, let him touch up your split ends with his claws and teeth.

Loves to be carried against your chest but you are a fool, you've only made it easier to get to your hair!

SS4 Bardock

Oh you're getting dressed to leave? Don't mind if he sharpens his claws on your jeans.

Doesn't take kindly to being left behind. Races you to the front door to block your path.

You scratching any surface is an affront to god and straight-up disrespectful, your own skin included. You will perish for your sin.

1v1s all the fruit flies. That one ladybug that got in was cool, though. It may live.

Ladybug found dead on the window sill

Naps close by while you work, but also bites your feet while you work it's time to play!

Teleporting jump scarer. Doesn't matter where you saw him run off to, he's not there anymore clearly he just appeared beside you on the chair.

You can fill another bowl with the amount of food he spills out of his food dish

The camera's on him? Must be time to clean himself in front of your mom and siblings who only call you to see him be his natural self.

SS4 Gohan

It's eery to catch him watching the tv until he falls asleep

Super into the work computer but only when you're working.

Thinks your work set up could use some feng shui so don't mind trying to steal the mouse from you

Grocery inspector

Also the takeout inspector. Doesn't understand why you refuse to let him taste test your food, that came from outside!

Senses danger when the a/c turns on.

Walks off every time he runs into walls and windows during zoomies

Most relaxed when you hum and scratch his chin

'Aww yiss, back rubs to soothe the long da- NOT THE TAIL' BITE BITE

'I'm sorry I didn't mean that please pet my head'

[j-nope-not-today]

Omg that’s so crazy it’s me again. 👁️👄👁️

It’s Christmas time y’all and I have 3 cats. Yknow what happens when you have cats in the house while having a Christmas tree? CHAOS :D

How would the turtles react to they’re s/o cat climbing in and messing with the Christmas tree they’re putting up.

TMNT reaction to s/o's cat messing with the Christmas tree

A/n: Thank you so much for requesting!! I have six cats so I understand the Christmas tree struggle 😅

Also c/n= Cat's name.

Raphael

He's low-key disgusted with your cat's behavior

Why can't they leave the tree alone 😮‍💨

He's gonna just look at your cat every time the ornaments get knocked off

And then he's gonna yell for you

"Y/n! C/n knocked off the damn ornaments again!"

He refused to pick them up after the third time and he kept by that statement

If you weren't gonna pick them up then ig the cat could have them

They belonged to c/n now.

If you did want his help to find a solution

He's gonna have only the top half of the tree decorated

So your cat can't knock them off

And no he's not gonna fix it you and the cat can deal with it.

He just can't with the cat tbh he's never been more stressed

But you still catch him telling your cat he loves them despite their intolerance to listen.

He honestly probably puts a gate around the tree in hopes the cat will leave the tree alone.

Leonardo

The face he makes up there 👆

Same face he makes every time your cat knocks off an ornament

He just doesn't want to keep redoing the tree

But he loves you and your cat so he deals with it

But he definitely more than once has been caught

Lecturing your poor cat after they've knocked off ornaments

"Now I'm gonna need you to stay away from the tree you understand me c/n?"

Every time he hears or sees your cat get close to the tree he shouts at them.

"C/n!! I said to stay away from the tree! We talked about this already.."

That's his only method to the whole situation and honestly it's gonna get pretty comical for you

He's gonna treat the cat like a three year old child and yes he did put the cat in timeout.

Don't judge him he/she needs to learn to follow the rules.

Donatello

Low-key it pissed him off

He couldn't even explain why it just did.

He had no problem putting the ornaments back on it was when he walked in to your cat being in the tree that broke his resolve

"Y/n!!! Your cat is IN the tree!!

He would literally get so pressed from that point forward

Would carry around a spray bottle and spray the poor cat anytime they even looked at the tree

Your gonna have to revoke his spray bottle privileges tbh

Eventually though he would make your cat it's own small tree with ornaments to fuck with

In hopes it would keep them off of your tree

If that didn't work he would just yell at your cat

"C/n! What else do you want from me?!?"

Your gonna have to give Donnie a big hug and tell him to let it go

He's gonna spend forever trying to find a way to distract your cat from the tree though

Michelangelo

Pure disappointment

It was funny the first time but by the tenth time boy was stressed

He didn't want to keep putting all the ornaments back on the tree 😭

He tried to find a toy for your cat to play with but eventually realized

Your cat wanted the tree

So he probably ended up just letting it happen

And he would begrudgingly pick up and put the ornaments back

All while staring at your cat in disapproval.

He would probably give your cat an ornament in hopes it would keep them off the rest

If that didn't work he would just sit in front of the tree to guard it

If you asked him what he was doing he would just shrug

"I'm protecting our tree from our monster child angel cakes."

You would probably have to tell him to let it be the tree wasn't gonna stay perfect the whole time

And he would get a lil upset about it but he would let it go

Once that happened though he wouldn't pick up the ornaments he would just concede and let your cat keep them.

Maybe he would even keep a tally board of how many ornaments were ripped off the tree by c/n..

[kiankiwi]

the first time that jerry screamed at elvis was because he was trying to knock something off the table or trying to eat something at the garden and jerry is like "elvis aaron presley, don't you dare!" and baby gets startled and starts crying, even if jerry picks him up bc he isn't used to him saying his full name so when Jerry sits him in his playpen baby immediately manages to get out of the playpen and goes to us, his mama, for comfort

Oh of course, El only allows us to yell or rather sternly redirect him. And he has his reasons that you're the only one allowed to do it. Sure Jerry's allowed to tell him no no matter what headspace he's in but you're the only one allowed to yell at him for being naughty. And that's what he's trying to be so that you'll take back the reigns from Jerry. The only time (besides this time) when Jerry yells at E is when they're playfully having screeching matches where Jerry just copies his sounds as he babbles at him and the volume of his screech gets louder and louder. So as the days goes on, Elvis is getting daring because he WANTS to test us to try and get the roles righted again, because he loves Jerry he does, but he wants YOU as his cg. And it feels so fucking weird for both you and him to not fill the roles you're so comfy in and it feels so weird for him to not be directed by you and instead directed by his best friend and he loves jerry but he DOES NOT like this little babysitting experiment one bit. And there's a reason for it. So he knows he's going to get yelled at when he plops himself down in the dirt in the garden and takes a fistful of loose dirt putting it up to his lips. He just expected it to be you yelling finally.

But instead he just hears you gasp from behind him and Jerry yelling. "Elvis Aaron Presley, don't you dare! You better drop that dirt right this minute." And you both watch in amazement to see his reaction as he jumps a bit, dropping the dirt in the process and is like "What the hell was that? Jer just yelled at me?" And slowly but surely, his eyes well up and his little lip starts to wobble and we're just on the verge of tears ourselves almost and we're just like "Oh no, Jer. Uuuuugh my baby." So Elvis wobbles to his feet and beelines for us but Jerry picks him up before he can get to us and Elvis fights him in his arms as Jerry carries him inside, trapping him in his timeout hell of a giant playpen.

And we both leave him in the living room for five minutes because you really want to stop the experiment now and comfort him but at the same time you know he needs to be punished for trying to eat dirt so you leave before you crack. And sure enough you hear a thump and Jerry turns to you and is like "Was that what I think it was?" and you just smile at him like "you didn't think big boy has never gotten out of his playpen before there jer?" and we hear Elvis's hands smacking the floor as he slowly crawls toward the kitchen because he knows you're in there.

And we tell Jerry to kind of stay back because we're done and we want to handle this so of course Elvis immediately comes to us and sits at our feet, arms up wanting to be picked up. We pick him up and sway him, cupping our hand on the back of his head, shushing him. And we hear something that just breaks our heart, "Mama still love Elvis?" "WHAT? Of course mama does baby. I love you so much." And you noisily kiss his cheek. Elvis smiles and places his head on our shoulder.

You glance over at Jerry as you tell Elvis, "But you do still have two more minutes on your time out, okay? Then we can cuddle again." And Elvis just nods because he'll gladly take the rest of his time out session if that means he gets his mama back. He did it, he got his mama back and all it took was trying to eat dirt. Lol. And of course, Elvis clings to you the rest of the night, constantly sending glares over his shoulder to Jerry. And Jerry is just like, "Oh shit I made him hate me" and we just laugh "of course he doesn't just give him a few days, Jer."

[grell90]

Return Home

Otix: Odd, the neighbor should be here now. *looked at the sky* almost sleepy sky. *sat down on the ground* Anytime neighbor... hopefully Wally Darling doesn't harm them...

(Nighttime)

Otix: I promise myself not return the town, however, perhaps it time return to HOME... *sigh* I hating doing this. *Stroll through the forest*

(end of border forest)

Otix: *at the edge forest* here we go. *sneak inside the town* Neighbor? where are you? *walk around the path* Good thing everyone is asleep, except-

Wally Darling: Hello, beast~ Foolish you come back to HOME. Such a shame I have to get rid of you myself.

Otix: First off, My name is Otix, second off, where is the neighbor? If you harm them I-

Wally Darling: Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. *shake his head disappointment* Hurt my neighbor? *stroll closer* silly beast, I only want them stay far from you.

Otix: where are they? *serious looked*

Wally Darling: HOME.

Otix: *widen my eyes* You just say you won't hurt-

Wally Darling: I did. They're having a small timeout. That is all. DEAR.

Otix: *back away* ....

Wally Darling: Do you miss my old friend, Barnaby B beagle...

Otix: *Quick turned see headless Barnaby B beagle* barnaby B beagle?????

(Otix couldn't reacted in time before Barnaby B Beagle grab and lifted her off the ground)

Otix: LET GO! LET GO! Barnaby! *struggle*

Wally Darling: Barnaby, twist her head toward me.

(Barnaby do as he told soon Wally placed both hands on her face. Making his pupils bigger)

Wally Darling: It's time returned my HOME... sleep....

Otix: I- *Knock out*

[barry-j-blupjeans]

angst 11 lucretia

11. "Does it ever stop hurting?" "No, you just make room for it."

--

There were several bad moments in Lucretia's life. When she was five, someone had stolen her favorite bike, and while her parents were definitely well off enough to get her another one right away, they had put her in time out for "losing it". She had tried to insist that she didn't lose it at all, in fact, she had seen the person who had stolen it and tried to get it back. The timeout had been lonely and bitter and awful and next week, the joy of getting a brand new bike in her favorite color was nothing compared to the sting on her parents thinking she was a liar.

And, Lucretia supposed, maybe her parents had just seen something she hadn't. Maybe they had realized their little girl would grow up to be a liar and tried to get it out of her sooner. It was a shame, really, that the timeout didn't do anything besides make Lucretia resent them, because maybe she would have grown out of her ways. Instead, she was now festering the biggest lie in existence.

Her family- her real family- didn't know who she was. They didn't remember she existed, with the exception of Barry who had confronted her as a lich a few weeks back. Maybe, if she was less of a liar, installing the lich wards would have felt worse. Maybe it would have hurt just the same, anyway.

Didn't matter now.

"Tell me, Lucretia," Edward's voice crowed from somewhere above her. "Does it ever stop hurting? Lying so much to everyone? To all your friends and family?"

"What's he talking about?" Cam whispered to her.

Both of them were in a sorry state. Cam had lost three of his fingers and much of his vitality. Lucretia had her overall health practically halved, making her just fifty percent as strong as she was before. She was completely colorblind, the world just in shades of gray. Her spin of skull had already paid off when part off when she was knocked to the floor by something falling from the inky black ceiling above, breaking the arm she used to try to stop the fall.

Now, the wheel of sacrifice was flashing the brain symbol in her face.

"No," Lucretia said carefully, not even glancing at Cam. "You just make room for it."

"How noble," Lydia crooned. "Lucretia, the first time you had consequences for lying to someone you were... five, correct?"

"I didn't lie then," Lucretia snapped.

"Oooh, we touched a nerve," Edward said.

"Whether you did or didn't, it's not important," Lydia continued. "Because for this sacrifice, I want that memory. I want you to give up the first time your parents didn't believe you when you told them something."

"That doesn't seem so bad," Cam said. It was probably meant to be comforting but Lucretia just felt sick.

"You've got so many memories just like it," Lydia whined. "You're being selfish keeping this one all to yourself. Though, I suppose, you are a very selfish person, aren't you, Lucretia?"

"Take it," Lucretia spat. "I don't care."

A little bit of black smog came from her mouth and rose up into the ceiling. Lucretia didn't think that was fair, because she really didn't care about Wonderland at all. She cared about getting the relic and then leaving.

"How gracious," Lydia said and just like that, the memory was gone. Lucretia had a distinct feeling of devastation inside of her, but she couldn't remember the reason why. She figured that, in a twisted sort of way, this was what she deserved for what she did to everyone else.

The second light above the wheel of sacrifice clicked on. Nearby, the door to the next room appeared out of the fog.

"You okay?" Cam asked.

"Let's go," Lucretia muttered, heading towards the door.

[omoghouls]

Their Papa has come down to discuss about a new (target) icky person the Elders must take care of, and they speak in a very, very old language that Rain doesn't understand while so. He slowly becomes jealous because no one is playing or paying attention to him, and he feels like he's not being cared for!!! So he starts throwing a fit and getting upset, because he doesn't want the Elders to abandon him ;∆;!!

They were right in the middle of story time too! Terra was telling the tale of when they had first learned to use their elemental powers when there was a firm yet gentle knock on the door. All the elder ghoul's instantly stand in attention when they see their Papa. Papa starts to talk, then stops when he notices the new bassist seated on the couch, his tail swaying slightly as he looks curiously at the Emeritus.

The elder ghouls softly cox Rain to go find his favourite puzzle and have a bit of quiet play while the adults and big ghouls talk. Rain is skeptical but goes over to his small box of toys. 

When he trots back, all the ghouls are listening to Papa, who is speaking in the ancient Latin dialect, he seems to looks very serious with what he is saying. But, the Papa's always look serious! So he just thinks they're just having a regular grown up talk, not a plotting about murder/a new body for sacrificing.So, Rain plops onto the carpet, beneath the feet of Aër and looks up curiously.Aër glances down and vents a small bit to pat Rain's head as he continues to look at Papa, commenting when the space was free to do so.Eventually Rain finishes the puzzle, three times over. He gently places the toy to the side and begins to nudge at the white robed ghoul. Nothing, he doesnt even receive more than a glance from the ghouls. The water ghoul pouts, he knows they're busy with their Papa, but what was so important that needed to disrupt the story anyways?

He begins to tug on the nearest robe, "Ig-ne? What'cha talkin' 'bout?"

There is a pause, the ghouls glance to the Papa then to water ghoul.

"Nothing, nothing such small ears need to be concerned of," the ghoul murmurs as he does just as Aër had done, a small head pat before going back into the conversation.Rain let's out a soft huff as he attempts to nudge himself inbetween two of the ghoul's, tugging onto their grucifix to gain their attention.

"Rain," the voice is a bit stern as he is plucked off the couch, "Not right now, Lamb."

The water ghoul is a bit taken back, he stands, muttering that he was going to find his 'Beelzea' (a goat plush) and walks off when he doesnt receive more than a nod of acknowledgment.

Rain stomps off into the shared room of the elder ghouls, he rubs at his face as tears form in his eyes as he sits on the ground at the foot of the bed, kicking a bit as he throws a near silent whining fit.

Being in a smaller mind state left his mind to run to the worst possible scenarios he could muster in that moment. 

It was him they were talking about, about how annoying he was and that Papa 1 wanted him gone, probably in a forever timeout type of gone! Rain just sniffles and begins to scrounge around, grabbing a small backpack, putting his small things in the bag. 

After a small while, the elder's and Papa were coming to an end, the details needed were given, times and dates discussed for the 'taking care of' were transpired as well.The small creaking of the door caught all of their attention.

"Rain?"The water ghoul froze in place.

"Why do you have you backpack on? Are you going exploring, Lamb?"

Rain isnt even able to explain what he is doing before a sob bubbles up from his throat ;0;

The Elder's and Papa are concerned from hearing the seemingly sudden outburst of wails. 

Eventually they're able to get a coppy, hiccuping response."Y-you dont wants me and-and that's what yous and Papa was talkin about, you wants me gone forevers!" The elder's are socked to say the least by the thoughts of Rain ;^;

The ghouls explain that is not true at all! They dont want their little lamb to go away, they love him so, so much! But, there are times where they(the elder's) have to do very secretive things, things that young ones such as Rain should not hear about, they're never ignoring him just, at times they can't give Rain their complete undivided attention, and this was one of those times-

It takes a small while but Rain does eventually calm down and nods in understatement with this, because he really does know this but his mind just went off without him thinking over it all ;w;