#terms with them they were like hey what if we became like an actual team who do tournaments and stuff

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𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ How? .ᐟ. . . (THE FUCK ARE YOU ALIVE!?) Lloyd Garmadon x Reader | Gender Neutral Reader

ੈ˳light Dragons Rising (s1) spoilers, reference to previous seasons; Ghosts of the past come to haunt Lloyd in the future, while somehow also quelling a long-term ache in his heart. ੈ˳tags / warning: implied relationship, death (slightly detailed), dealing of lost and angsty Lloyd, Jay and Cole are still not back :(, not proof read! 4.9k words.

"Hey Lloyd!" Arin called from the library, catching Lloyd's attention sharply as he tried to pass by. The call didn't seem urgent, yet Lloyd wasn't going to do anything of particular urgency either, so he decided to peak inside; he was also wondering why (and how) Arin was in the Library. Not that it had been locked, or anything of the sort, yet because the Library somewhere that Lloyd would have thought Sora would be, not Arin. Hmm, maybe scratch that. Arin would probably be in the Library if it meant he could learn anything about the ninja. Good dedication, he had to admit, albeit it a tad weird. "Yeah Arin?" Lloyd called back when Arin didn't turn his attention over to him, still engrossed in whatever he was looking at. When Lloyd entered the room, walking over to Arin to peer at the book from behind, he would soon notice it was an old photo album. Zane, Pixel, and Nya used to keep it up to date with adventures and general family outings. "Who's that? I don't think I ever remember a ninja wearing purple on your team before." Arin asked, pausing for a minute before he added on quite proudly. "And I know more about you guys than anyone should know!"

The photo that Arin was looking at was a group photo, one in front of the Monastery before one of the countless times it got burnt down. Sometimes Lloyd couldn't help but wonder why they didn't rebuild the Monastery out of something that was inflammable; though he guessed Master Wu always enjoyed coming back to a Monastery that hadn't changed. And Lloyd had to admit, it was also a nice change of pace of the constant changing world outside. It felt like a part of the chaotic world was standing still; even if that feeling was usually a brief one. Yet, in the photo, Arin would point at a Ninja who was piggy-backing off of Lloyd back. Well, maybe not piggy-backing. It was more of, at the time of the photo, they had jumped onto Lloyd's back and he was in the process of falling down. Meanwhile, Kai had burst out laughing and Nya was elbowing him, rather harshly, with a snicker. Though her efforts were rather targeted as seeing the rest of the team was already bursting out in bubbly laughter. Lloyd swore he could hear all their laughter echo in his pointed ears, like the day had just happened. But he knew he was wrong. His eyes became saddened as much as he tried to smile; if not to soothe Arin, then to soothe himself. "Ah, well, that's the Master of Crystals." Lloyd began to explain to Arin, who craned his neck back to look up at Lloyd. "...um, shoot. What can I say about them?" Lloyd tried not to laugh at his own short comings, a habit that he was constantly teased for yet he couldn't help. "The Master of Crystals?" Arin mumbled in echo to Lloyd's statement. His eyes filtered back down to the frozen photo, taking in how blurry everyone looked from moving. He couldn't help but crack a smile. "You two seem close!" "We were!... we really were." Lloyd's voice drew off a bit, his eyes glancing to the side as he still tried to wrack his mind on what to say. He knew if he said too much he would start crying, yet he also knew that Arin would want to know as much as possible. Yet how could he sum up them in words? That task, Lloyd thought, was impossible. "I wish you could have met them," Lloyd would find himself mumbling. "They were amazing, well as great as a person can be." Lloyd started as Arin turned to face him again, photobook still supported in his hands. "They were rather talented, some of their paintings are actually hung around the Monastery - well those that didn't burn in the fires. They were. . . wonderful, incredibly funny at all the wrong times. Fearless, in their own way, and yet reckless at the same time. Master Wu always scolded them for jumping head first into situations instead of using their head. "They were rather passionate as well, yet somehow managed to be a total introvert; they would not speak to the press, nor anyone they were uncomfortable with. Always gave one of the Ninja this stare that screamed 'help me'. Social awkwardness, that's the word for it." Lloyd couldn't help but smile as memories began to surface themselves after being dormant for years. Arin kept his eyes on Lloyd as he spoke, only occasionally glancing down at the picture to look of the Ninja that Lloyd spoke of. Arin couldn't help but wonder why he hadn't heard of them before. "They were also kind... maybe too kind." Lloyd paused in his speech, he had been rambling for a while before his words fell short. So much so Arin had noticed that Kai stopped to listen from the doorway; he seemed curious on the conversation, yet soon realized who Lloyd was talking about and grew the same solemn look. "What happened to them?" Arin was compelled to ask when he noticed all the past-tense that Lloyd was using when describing the Purple Ninja; furthermore the solemn look that the two grew when speaking about them. Yet, Arin wasn't sure if those looks were because the Ninja got lost during the merge. . . or if something before the merge happened.

The silence was more deafening than a rock-n-roll concert. Arin's brain was flooded with reasons for the sudden silence, ranging from the simplest answer (they were lost in the Merge) and the most complex scenario his brain could possibly think of. He would gingerly close the photo album and try and place it back into the shelf, "We don't have to talk about it if you guys don't want to!" He was quick to rush out. He didn't want to cause any sort of discomfort, and the silence suggested he had; that or he had just resurfaced some horrible memories that were being shoved away. Arin didn't hear when Kai had came over to the two, jumping when he felt the sudden warm hand on his shoulder, and gingerly glancing back over to Kai. He seemed in a much better shape about the question than Lloyd was. Arin knew Kai was trying to offer some sort of smile to soften the anxiousness that coursed through Arin - yet his smile wasn't very convincing. "They gave their life to try and protect us, kid." Kai explained, ruffling Arin's hair in another attempt to soften the mood. Yet, somehow Arin felt worse in hearing the news, turning to look over at Lloyd with apologetic eyes. Lloyd wasn't facing them.

Sora was quick to pick up on the more solemn mood that Lloyd seemed to be slumped in, not being as attentive during training or flat out spacing out - which tended to cause multiple accidents. Sora knew she wasn't the only one who caught on either. During her training with Nya, the Water Ninja continued glancing back at Lloyd with frowned eyebrows and eyes swimming in worry. Nevertheless, they both saw how careful Arin was around Lloyd, and Sora half wondered if some sort of stress caused Lloyd to crack and snap; she's heard from a few sources that he could have a temper on him. Yet, Nya pointed out how Kai acted around Lloyd and claimed that something happened that wasn't Lloyd snapping at Arin. Something much bigger. "How can something bigger than Lloyd snapping at Arin make Lloyd so. . ." Sora fished for the right word. Distant didn't feel right. ". . .I don't know! Not-Lloyd and Arin so cautious?" Nya glanced over at Sora, lips pierced in a frown, before her eyes returned over to Lloyd, "I don't know, but something did happen. Not Lloyd snapping happen, yet something. I've only seen Lloyd this despondent since-" And Nya stopped, causing Sora's interest to peak. She waiting for Nya to continue, dutifully noticing the rise of suspicion mixed with realization that swirled in Nya's eyes. When Nya did not continue, though, Sora asked with a cocked eyebrow. "Since some big even that caused Lloyd to lose someone close to him, and he somehow still blames himself over all these years?" It was a rhetorical question, laced with some humorous sarcasm, as Sora went back to her work. She was fixing up her mech, trying to add some enhancements on it so it would run smoother. All the while she was also trying to channel her elemental power without Riyu's help. This allowed Riyu to be able to lay in the sun nearby while intensively watching Sora's work, ready to bounce onto his feet if Sora needed his help. Sora noticed the silence from Nya, yet ignored it at first as she tightened a screw. Yet, after the third, the silence got a tad awkward. Sora glanced back at Nya, who was staring at her with a baffled look; almost as though she had seen a ghost. "What. . .?" Sora glanced behind her, seeing if she had missed something. Yet, she only saw her mech and came to the conclusion that she didn't. "How did you?" Nya's posture straightened as Sora glanced back at her. Now Sora was positively confused, "How did I what?" And Nya would roll her wrists, acting like that had carried the answer to Sora's question. It didn't and Sora was left just puzzled. Yet Nya seemed to get the hint that, maybe, Sora didn't know what she was talking about and happened to just take a rather accurate jab in the dark with her rhetorical question. As for Nya shook her head, clearing the baffled look on her face, before actually waving off Sora's puzzled look this time. "Nothing, nothing. I just thought-" And again, Nya wouldn't finish her sentence as her eyes drifted back to Lloyd. Sora would notice as she rubbed her neck, her eyebrows frowning more so than before, and a frown tugging deeper on her lips.

"I LEFT YOU GUYS ALONE FOR ONLY A SECOND!" Kai's shouting filled the court yard as Sora, Arin, Wyldfyre, and Riyu stood away from the gigantic hole in Monastery wall. Kai had gone inside only a a few minutes before a merge portal had appeared right above the Monetary; which both frightened and confused the four, seeing as Lloyd had used the dragon cores a few weeks ago! "It wasn't us!" Arin started, instantly trusting his hands up in the same way a cop would ask you to. Kai gawked at the four before rushing down the Monastery steps as Zane peaked door behind him, confused. Sora was quick to add to Arin's plea for innocence, yet she was cut off by Wyldfyre. "This was not our faults!" Wyldfyre crossed her arms, "Someone just fell out of the sky, crashed, and broke the wall! It was not me this time." Sora resorted just to agreeing with the two at this point. Kai groaned, and Sora wondered if it was out of laziness (for not wanting to deal with another broken Monastery wall) or out of 'I'm going to be killed for leaving you all alone!'. Either way he rushed past the four and over to the wall, but to Riyu's concerned growls, to check out the damage. He drew his sword just encase. "Fell out of the sky? But Lloyd should have stopped the rifts from reopening." Zane said as he walked over to Arin's left, staring at the rubble with confusion before he began to analyze the rubble as Kai began to carefully climb onto of it. "That's what I thought!" Arin shouted, thrusting his hands out at the crashed wall, "but then someone just- FELL FROM THE SKY!" Sora would add, "While being spit out of a rift. Though it disappeared after they got spat out." "Again, none of this was Wyldfyre's fault." Wyldfyre stated again, nodding in agreement to her own statement as though to add value to it. Nya didn't seem too amused as she rushed out with Lloyd to the hole in the wall and the proclamations of rifts and people falling out of them. Kai swore he was getting a headache from listening to Arin, Sora, and Wyldfyre explaining the situation again; not from their voices, yet from the sheer annoyance that these rifts were causing trouble again. Especially when they had all thought that they were taken care of. And just as he thought life was getting back to normal, or as normal as life after the Merge could get, life slaps him in the face. Again! Thanks life, you're really helpful. Yet Kai's sour thoughts towards life didn't stop him from checking the rubble and coming to a quick stop after he noticed a familiar gi lying on top of the white stone. His body froze at an instant, the grip on the Monetary wall tightened, both out of fear and unknowing how to process who laid in front of him. "Lloyd-" Kai called into the flurry of voices that tried to figure out what had happened. Gaining no response from Lloyd at first, Kai tried calling him again despite not being able to tear his eyes away from the person. Finally, "LLOYD!" "What?!" Lloyd shouted back to Kai, turning to face the Fire Master both confused and more aggressive than he intended. Though his stance quickly softened as he noticed Kai's face: pale white. A beat. Lloyd gingerly, yet with as much confidence as he could muster, walked over to Kai and where he stood on the rubble. As he approached behind him, Lloyd called out again: "Kai?" Yet the only response he gained was a shaking hand that Kai pointed towards the rubble. Concerned, and with adrenaline now rushing through his blood like crazy (the held silence from the others not helping his nerves at all) Lloyd climbed upon the rubble to come face to face with a haunting face. In an instant, it felt like Lloyd's world was turned upside down as his eyes flickered over every detail of the familiar body that was no longer mangled or torn, no longer gruesomely defiled in the most repulsive way.

Lloyd could still remember how their limbs hung on like strings, or were disconnected entirely. How their blood stained the concrete road blacker than it had been, how the rotting smell filled the streets before the war had ended and they were safe to burry their friend. The details rushed back to Lloyd quicker than he wanted; more graphic than Lloyd remembered it being. The shock, horror, terror, slight disgust all made him recoil away from the stones wall; it forced him to completely turn his back and cup his mouth in fear of puking. His eyes were wide, his pupils shrunk as he tried to get those horrible, god awful memories out of his mind. The smell he remembered that coated the streets hit him, causing him to hunch over. He knew this was all in his head, old trauma resurfacing to bite him in the ass for never fully recovering from that scene. He could hear the voices, panicked and just as disturbed (mostly from the original Ninja) when they realized who laid in the rubble. Lloyd distantly felt a hand on his back, but his mind swirled and circled as he felt like his gut had been punched. "What's going on? What's happening?" Arin panic sounded so far to Lloyd, and Arin seemed further when Lloyd turned to look at his student. Arin grew fearful as he saw the detailed horror on Lloyd. Nya was trying to calm the situation. Zane was examining the body, trying to make sense of what was happening. He first ran a diagnostic and the only words Lloyd picked up were "Alive", "Breathing", "Vital". They weren't mangled and torn and tattered, they breathed and were whole and alive. That was a wild concept to Lloyd, caused his knees to buckle. His hand slid down roughly on the Monastery wall as he crashed to his knees. He was trying to keep the tears from spilling over, hiccupping escaping his throat as he choked back sobs. "Can someone explain to use what's going on?!" Sora shouted as Lloyd balled his hand into a fist against the Monastery. Sora sounded distressed, Lloyd couldn't blame her. He couldn't blame any of the new students for how they felt at the moment, after all this was slowly turning into a shitshow of emotions. Lloyd could feel Nya trying to snap him out of his engrossing thoughts yet the felt all consuming; It's like Lloyd felt everything all at once and yet, somehow, nothing at the same time. He blanked out at the explanation the students were given. He blanked out for a while. He wasn't sure when someone had managed to move him, yet he now sat in the living room of the Monastery with his fists clenching at his pants and this sickening feeling still in his stomach. How can you possibly explain that the fact that someone who had died, gave their life, to protect something greater than them (yet somehow also meaningless after they gave their life) to students who hadn't heard of them before? Lloyd moved his hand to cup his mouth, trying to control his breathing as his eyes zooned out on the floor. His knee bounced now without the weight of his arm. He could hear Nya next to him trying to explain the seemingly impossible to the three students: "A long. . . long, time ago, during one of our last fights with Lord Garmadon, after Harumi had resurrected him, we were almost cornered." Nya explained, "Well, we had been running from their joint forces for a while, taking refugee in abandoned building of Ninjago, yet this time we had no were to truly run. I suggested we split up, confuse Lord Garmadon and Harumi and Lloyd said we needed to all stick together." Nya would pause, allowing Lloyd to notice how she had rambled a little and how Kai had to place a hand on her shoulder. There was a silent nod that was shared from Kai to Nya, something to reassure her. Nya took a deep breath before she continued, "To make a long story short, the Ninja you saw crashing through the wall was the Purple Ninja, Master of Crystals. . . (y/n). "They had, despite much protest, said they would ward off Garmadon and give us a chance to escape; promised that they would meet us back at the base-"

"Garmadon tore her to pieces." The growl in Lloyd's voice didn't go unmissed as he interrupted Nya. His hand pulled down from his mouth, pulling at his skin a little before he rubbed his neck. "Left her to die rotting on the street, limbs hanging on by threads. . ." His statement was followed by silence, stunned if not horrified silence. Lloyd didn't look up at the three students, who sat or stood nearby. He couldn't bare to catch their eyes, to catch the horror that their mind was crafting after the vague description that Lloyd left hanging in the air. The silence was thick, thicker than Lloyd would have wished. "But... but they seemed.. fine?" Arin choked out, trying to get some sort of positivity back into the room; or at least to get some people to start looking on the bright side. Despite the gruesome topic. "We don't know how." Nya answered, shaking her head. "The best explanation would be that she was fixed when their soul moved on to the Departed Realm? But we haven't seen much trace of that realm in the merged... nor have we seen many traces of other realms for souls, like the Cursed Realm." "Yes, and it is rather odd that she would appear now." Zane walked into the room, cleaning his hands with a cleaning cloth. Attention snapped to him in a unsettling way (from his standards) yet he guessed it was just worry for the Ninja he had just been taking care of. "Especially after Lloyd stopped the MergeQuake. We can only hope that means that the Realms are settling into their new place, and returning people to where they're meant to be. Yet, that would not explain how (y/n) managed to resurrect." Zane noticed how Lloyd didn't look in his direction when he spoke, yet he couldn't blame Lloyd, not after all they've been through. Not after all he's been through; Especially since he was the closest to (y/n). "Well, the only thing we can do now is just wait for them to wake up, yeah?" Sora pipped up after a moment and she would receive a nod from Zane. She made sure to think on her next words, as well as her tone, before she crossed her arms, "So then let's go do something! I'm sure your friend wouldn't want to wake up after being dead for so long to see you all depressed!" "OH!" Arin pipped up instantly. "I have just the thing!"

The smell of some sort of bread was the first thing that came to mind, the second would be the warmth of a weighted cover that was tossed up to my shoulders, and the third would be the softness of the pillow at my head and the mattress under me. The warm and softness coaxed me back to sleep, yet my mind made it feel as though I had been asleep for decades. Decades. A soft murmur escaped my mouth as I rolled onto my side, my brain slowly registering the sounds that echoed from where I laid. The sound of birds nearby, the clattering of pans, the sound of laughter and chatter and talking; Feet on wood floors and sliding doors. The smell of different ingredients mixing with the smell of baking bread or maybe pie. It was like the sweetest dream. I grabbed at my covers and turned again on the mattress below me. It was so tempting to go back to sleep, to let the soft, warm sounds bring me to a dream where I was with everyone again. That was until I had fully registered what was happening. With a quick motion I shoved the blanket off of me, sitting up, and looking around feverously. I stared at the room in front of me, all too familiar and all too haunting. My hands had a mind of their own at they first touched the sheets under me, then my cheeks and face, and slowly my whole body as I began to register something: I was. . . alive? How was this possible? Hadn't I died, oh I don't remember, a few years ago? This shouldn't be possible, it shouldn't-. Thoughts circled around my mind like a storm that could not be tamed, panicked and frightened, terrified and horrific. I tried to remember what I could not, at the time, and my only last thoughts were those of the moments before I had died. The feeling of my bones, ligaments, tendons, muscles all pulling apart are screams ripped out of my throat in a piercing way that still haunting me. The tears that streamed down my cheeks, the pain; oh the unbearable pain, all suffered to make sure that everyone else could hopefully see another day. So Lloyd could see another day. I raised my hand, feeling my damp cheeks. I didn't even realize I had been crying, and I frowned my eyebrows as I couldn't understand whether it was because the memories or the confusion. And I couldn't help but sit on the bed, my bed, as I reeled in all that was happening. I was alive, I was back. Yet was everyone else here? What had happened after I died? Did the resistance work? Is Ninjago City back to how it had been? Is- The thoughts brought me onto my feet and tugged at my gi, taking in a shaky breath as I felt it. My feet guided themselves, my mind in a foggy trance, to the door and out the room, down the hallway of the Monetary while following the sounds of voices and laughter. I was led to the kitchen, were I would stand at the door and look in at the scene: Lloyd, Nya, Zane, Kai, and four people I didn't know; three kids, one frog guy. They all were making Pies, from what I could tell, and they were laughing and smiling and joking. Kai had flicked flour at Nya, who sneezed and glared playfully at Kai. Zane was putting pies into the stove, helping as the kid with pink hair read a book out loud. Lloyd with a kid in orange stood at a counter nearby, seemingly racing to make the pie that the pink-haired kid was shouting. The frog guy stood nearby. I didn't noticed as tears flowed back down my cheeks as I stared at the scene, my mouth slightly agape. Everything seemed so peaceful, so right. I could only guess Jay was in his room changing because there was a massive pile of flour on the floor and on Kai and Lloyd. Cole probably in the bathroom from having eaten too many of the sweets, with all the empty pie tins that laid on the table. Nya was the first to notice me, she was about to throw water at Kai yet paused as her eyes caught a glimpse of me and looked back. I could see the way her eyes widened, realization and relief and overwhelm wash her. All I could give her in response was a small smile, a weak bit of laughter.

There was a brief moment were we just stared at each other, and the next thing I knew Nya had rushed away from her spot and enveloped me in a hug. And I couldn't help but hug her back, feeling tears form in her eyes as I choked on mine. "Oh fuck-" Kai mumbled, and I could only guess he had realized why Nya had not shot him with water and instead rushed towards the door. The room grew quiet, confused then realized, as attention darted over to Nya and I. Lloyd's eyes. Oh, his eyes. Despite the pain that rang through them, they way they scrunched and drew out lines on his face. Despite the way he could only meet my eyes for a few seconds at a time. Despite the way they reddened, looking like he was about to cry. His eyes were still lovely as ever. I tightened my grip on Nya, "What did I miss?" I mumbled softly to the shocked silence. I let out something akin to a airy-chuckle. "Most recently, the ending of MerqeQuakes which occurred when all the realms were merged together into one big realm; before that,-" Zane began to respond yet he stopped himself. He couldn't help but smile, and I swear he was about to cry (if he could). "Actually, that does not matter. What matters now is that you're back... and awake." Nya slowly let go of me, I could feel as she tried to break from my grip and I slowly loosened her. She was smiling, yet she was crying; choking on her own tears. I couldn't help but give Nya one last reassuring squeeze before I slowly moved around her and towards Lloyd. The silence seemed thicker as I reached Lloyd, his hesitance more noticeable as his brows thickened and frowned. A thin frown spread across my lips, I knew what this was about (that much didn't take me being alive for years to know). "Lloyd I-" My voice felt weak as I started, reaching out to Lloyd with my hand yet stopping. I balled it into a fist, seeing Lloyd turn away from me, and slowly dropped my arm back to my side. What words could you say to someone who you betrayed? Nevertheless someone like Lloyd, who's been through so much and the last thing he wanted (I knew) was to see my body on the concrete floor. Blood staining the road. Limps ripped apart by his father. I knew that so much that my last thoughts had been about Lloyd had how he would react when he saw the scene. My mouth twitched as I stood there, next to Lloyd, in silence as my head fell. Sorry was not good enough, it would never be good enough; no apology would be good enough to start trying to make up for the time I had missed. For lying, as I knew that I wouldn't meet them back up. For everything. For leaving him alone and making him bear the world without me for so many years. For not being there for him for whatever he had to go through while I was gone; it had aged him so, I could see the aged pain in his eyes. It would never feel enough. "I'm-" And yet, somehow Lloyd turned to face me. And somehow, he came to embrace me, hugging me tightly as though he were afraid I would die again. And somehow, he managed to be near me after everything I had done. And somehow, I had a feeling, we would slowly get through this. Slowly, I wrapped Lloyd in a hug and gripped onto his gi, just as tightly. I buried my face into his shoulder as he did the same and we just stood there and hugged tightly. And everything felt right, even if it was for a brief moment. Everything felt like it had and how it should here in the Monastery, with Lloyd: It felt like home.

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[ingravinoveritas]

Hello there! I hope you are doing well (as well as someone who has completed watching season 2) First of all congrats on moving into a new house! I'm still having lots of Feelings™ to process after finishing the second season.. oh god the acting, the genuine emotions on the faces of both Michael and David this time around... I'm simultaneously radiating happiness and being utterly destroyed. And the increasing intimacy between them in the interviews is not helping matters either... I think (this has been marinating in my head for a while) one of the reasons they are doing this is to physically reassure each other that they are not apart, they are still a team and still on their side, because after the heart wrenching ending of the season, it would have been very hard for them to come to terms with it, as they had put their whole beings, their whole souls into playing Azi and Crowley, which might have made it difficult to draw a line where the characters ended and they begin... So the touches, their body language became a sort of coping mechanism, something which said 'hey, don't worry, I'm still here.. I have not gone away, we're still together' and this makes me wanna cry again 😭

I hope my word vomit makes an iota of sense (English is not my first language by a long shot, so) and I hope you do find some time to rest and have a warm beverage of your choice while unwinding. Stay safe and blessed!!

Hi there! Thank you so much for the congrats on my move, I truly appreciate it. I've actually had a very rough couple of days, as on top of the move, my Facebook account was hacked earlier this week, and it essentially pushed me over the edge and I was crying for much of Monday and felt like I had a crying "hangover" all day Tuesday.

You do not at all have to apologize for your Ask--your English is very good!--and I'm glad to read your thoughts as I make my way through all the Anons still residing in my inbox. Truly, we are fortunate to have GO 2 and Michael and David to focus on, as well as the abundance of interviews we've gotten after months and months of little to no content.

To start: I absolutely agree with you, re: the intimacy between Michael and David in these interviews. It's been so fascinating to see them get more flirty and touchy-feely with each progressive interview (I know we don't know the order in which they were done, but I imagine the flirting/touching increased as the day went on). And while I can definitely see them doing what you described--reassuring each other, touching and being close as a coping mechanism--my feeling is they already did all that last year, probably right after filming That Scene. (There is actually a gorgeous MS/DT fic on AO3 right now that depicts exactly that, and it's definitely worth reading.)

But in terms of all the intimacy and touching in the more recent interviews (from last month), I think what we're seeing is something else. I think Michael and David are beyond the need for reassurance because they are so comfortable with each other and know they're still together, permanently. There's no more of the uncertainty of parting ways after the promo interviews end--only the promise of seeing each other again as soon as both their lives and schedules allow it.

There have been so many moments of telling body language and touches and expressions, but if I had to pick a favorite (well, a few), one would be them walking arm-in-arm onto The One Show:

And the other would be David leaning so far over and draping his arm around Michael in the Amazon Q&A video:

...And of course (and possibly most notable), Michael and David seemingly unconsciously moving closer to each other in the TV Insider interview:

It's so telling that there is no urgency or desperateness to any of this--only comfort and very much that sense of "on our side" that you mentioned. Walking out arm-in-arm as they did in particular adds to that "us against the world" feeling and the not-so-subtle implication that while they were Michael Sheen and David Tennant on the season one press tour, here, now, they are Michael and David. Inseparable, always intertwined, and having so much more of themselves in the characters of Aziraphale and Crowley than in the first season.

So yes, everything you wrote absolutely did make sense, and I appreciate you writing in to share your thoughts with me. I have a lot more thoughts/analysis about GO season 2 still to share, which I hope to do in response to the numerous Anons still waiting in my inbox. Thanks for writing in! x

[lutiaslayton]

I’m very much buried under a giant pile of scientific papers due to me having to write my thesis, but I still had to share my joy at today’s random Layton epiphany:

I can finally come to terms with Katrielle’s game and anime existing. In fact, I can come to terms and live peacefully with everything Layton-related existing. Heck, even Cheerful Mystery while we’re at it! Because there’s more than just one continuity and everything is canon, just within the confines of more than only one timeline.

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Just take Katrielle’s entire series. If you thought that it was taking place after the six main games and movie, then none of it makes sense, if only because Flora doesn’t seem to be here, and the entirety of the prequel trilogy (aka three games and a movie) were literally Thanos snapped out of existence.

In the anime, when Marina shows that Luke made charms as reminders of the cases he solved with Layton, there are only charms for the first trilogy. Nothing about the prequels. Characters such as Emmy, Descole/Desmond, the Stansbury gang, Janice & Melina, are never mentioned, and despite Layton and Luke having disappeared for an entire decade, none of these competent people went to look after them? This simply doesn’t make any sense. If Layton and Luke ever met these people like they did in the main games, then the moment these people would have learned about them going missing, at the very least Emmy, perhaps Descole, and probably the Stansbury gang as well, would have gone on a literal rampage looking for them.

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But then consider: what if this is an alternate timeline in which the prequel trilogy really didn’t take place? What if Flora, after the events of Curious Village, decided to stay in St Mystere instead of following Layton and Luke to London? Hey, all of that suddenly makes a lot more sense.

In that case though, why didn’t the prequel trilogy happen (assuming Flora’s decision to stay in St Mystere would simply be a butterfly effect consequence of an entire trilogy + movie being erased)? Could there be one single event that could justify such major events… never existing?

I can think of one. One very dark and tragic one, but one that could explain everything.

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In the Katrielle timeline, Desmond Sycamore died alongside his wife and daughter.

There was no prequel trilogy, because there was no Descole.

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The Tritons likely moved back to London early enough, around the same time as they did at the end of Last Specter, perhaps because Clark and Brenda’s team never found the Golden Garden and they decided to do something else. Anyway, there was nothing stopping Clark from leaving Misthallery, since Jakes had no reason to change Evan Barde’s will in order to make him mayor.

With the Tritons back to London and reuniting with Layton, Luke probably became his apprentice/assistant early enough after they saved a cat down a tree or something.

There could be a number of reasons why Emmy was never sent to spy on Hershel Layton. Perhaps Bronev felt bad for killing one of his sons and decided to leave the remaining one alone, for a change?

Hershel Layton never got to reunite with the Stansbury gang. Randall is probably still missing, leaving peacefully his life in Craggy Dale, unaware.

Hershel Layton never got to learn about his origins. Roland and Lucille probably ended up suspecting that something happened to the Sycamores, but they never had the heart to tell their son that not only did they hide from him that he used to have a brother… But also that said brother is now dead.

There could be many reasons why either Layton and Luke decided not to take Flora in, or Flora decided to stay in St. Mystere. Perhaps Layton simply didn’t learn that many lessons about the importance of family and adoption or something. He’s just a gentleman doing his thing, and Luke is his only companion.

-

It took much longer for Targent to find the three sites and unlock the Azran Legacy. Perhaps they never did. Perhaps they actually succeeded, eventually, and were wiped out by the golems due to not having been able to gather the five people required as a sacrifice in time.

Perhaps, thankfully, various governments from countries all around the world managed to prevent the world from ending completely by finding a somewhat peaceful agreement (Aurora certainly helped a lot with that, and likely became the human-golem ambassador). Perhaps the golems eventually accepted that an entire planet would indeed suffice as a place to live free, even if that planet isn’t Earth.

Perhaps the golems are still in contact with humanity and now want to get a job in the UK, because why not.

[snackugaki]

Originally posted as a reblog

but! now with more speedrun run-on sentence speculationing because I have ✨A Problem™✨

hokay. so. here’s the earth. I don’t really go there, it’s not my jurisdiction, my dvd region or IP address but I know you gotta have your control group and experimental groups, so. do I know if splinter and the boys should actually be referred to the as the control group? hahahahha-- no, not at all. but no scientist is over my shoulder to check my work so moving on.

April’s dad probably tried to go an ethics board or OSHA or whatever for Sacks’ bullshit, didn’t get anywhere so took shit into his own hands ‘cuz I guess fuck them animals-- doesn’t matter April Hogosha O’Neil saves Splinter and the boys. Lab’s ruined, Sacks is out (supposedly) one big-ass container of ooze. now a person with their shit together would have gathered the information in order to proceed to the next point.

but.

ha!  anyway. Sadsack kills April’s dad, and probably has a tiff and a half with Shredder about the lab destruction. Shredder probably got maaaad, like you’re his student and you got your whole shit destroyed in a fire? embarrassing. anyway, Shredder’s shrewd as fuck, keeps Sadsack on to do his little science things but now monitored. heavily. i’mma pretend the experimental groups were housed in a different building and thus spared the control group’s fiery “death”. Shredder’s a hoarder with a sunk-cost fallacy complex and probably kept those going under a different team. Sadsack wasn’t notified because a) Shredder can’t trust him with nothing apparently 2) if he did know, he’s the kind of arrogant prick to be all “do not sully my mind with subgrade projects wah wah, my dumbass likes to pretend I’m so calculating but a nerd with a lighter ruined like x years of research”

turns out those experimental groups became something, wow. I’d feel like in terms of testing out multiple variations of the formula, venus and jennika had the least, then slash, then tokka and rahzar. and just ‘cuz all this was started by being tagged in someone’s ask... I feel like maybe Mona and Leatherhead were an extra test group tacked onto the roster after seeing Venus and Jennika gain sentience and gorgeous cheekbones. ‘cuz if that happened, “wouldn’t it be dope if we got a komodo dragon (instead of a salamander, or maybe some Jurassic Park shit and splicing that salamander into a komodo dragon lol y not) and an alligator to do a backflip while throwing a knife?”

anyway, everyone’s gaining sentience like a tiktok dance trend, Venus and Jennika get carted away from the Foot scientists to train. for how long? until what age? i dunno, whatever’ll endear them most to the grandpa character I’d have them meet in Chinatown after they decide to go rogue. but backtracking, they get some training in before plot shenanigans and hey, they should go to nyc because “we have a branch of the Foot Clan there, USDA, FDA, NBA, CIA, FBI are too nosy so we’ll ship our more containment breachy subjects to japan or whereever we can keep thing until we can introduce them in later movies that’d happen in a brighter timeline.”

so like, first of all, you can’t tell kids nothing, and the Foot were the dumbasses who decided to teach teenage girls paramilitarized ninjutsu ig idk how the Foot was supposed to be in the bay movies. Sites say it’s a paramilitary group started by Sacks’n Shredder, Shredder talks as if it’s a reincarnation of the ninja Foot Clan so.... whatevs, my daughters learn ninjutsu. and they’re being shipped off to nyc. and because you can’t keep humanity down Venus and Jennika’s “trainers” didn’t depersonalize them like they were supposed to, and look, they’ve got personalities now. they have hobbies. you ruined a perfectly good killing machine is what you did. 

and ‘cuz teenage girls are the most unstoppable force on this planet, they break out mid-shipment and enter nyc on their own terms. bright, shiny nyc to girls who can turn your guts into confetti. amazing, perfect. just gonna glide over unnecessary shit and just assume they slipped through NYC like Leo did in the Mutanimal base in the IDW run (which, I have to give that couple of pages its flowers, that was the most real life ninja shit I’ve ever seen in a TMNT comic in my accessible memory bravo) cue nyc tourist montage. my girls are not above swiping shit directly off of people, so they have a great time. they grab beef patties and chopped cheeses, like 20 little blue cups of nyc joe, they swipe I <3 NY shirts that they can kinda fit in (good luck fitting into that shit when you’re older babes)

they wind up in Chinatown (clikkit is2g) did a great job of flying under human radar and oops, not this one old man. lucky for my daughters they’re lucky (plotwise) and lucky (symbolically), that Old Man Chung offers them refuge, cue bonding montage, aww, an old man scuttling after rambunctious freshly adopted daughters. Grandpa Chung has a traditional medicine shop, let’s say Brooklyn’s Chinatown in Sunset Park just like in my tmnt au  and Venus learns his trade and branches off from there, they hang out with the Tai Chi uncles and aunties on Sundays and then, oh no! purple dragons!

cue the City At War arc which would’ve worked wonderfully with the bay movies (as a little entree before krang comes back “stronger”), worth at least two extra movies, Bay could blow up as many luxury brand cars as his widdle hearty-wearty desires with them. ....shit that would have been so fucking cool.

anyway, blah blah, City At War adaptation, everyone’s fighting, shit’s getting confusing-- bam! turtle on turtle violence then reconciliation then sick-ass group hero shot and bad guys just getting shellshocked left’n right. turtle chaos. Leo and Raph absolutely mandatorily must get dunked on. it’s in my contract. donnie and mikey are fine. Venus won’t even fight Donnie too much on the science/’magic’ shit because she figured out where he keeps the pop tarts and just ‘cuz bay Donnie seems too chill and level-headed to get worked up about the whole “wuh bUt mAgiC hAs No sCieNtiFiC bAaAaAsiS baa baa baa” but probably asks why Venus collects so many discarded crystal rocks, “.. sometimes rock shiny, rock nice! most important... rock projectile weapon, hhgkh!!” 

thank you, this has been my TMNTTedTalk.

[after-the-end-times]

The Lasso Way Title TBD

After he finishes that final chapter, Trent shares a copy of his book with the team. They sit on the floor in the locker room and read it out loud to each other like story time.

Sam finishes his turn, reading the last chapter, with solemnity. In the hushed silence of the locker room, he reverently closes the book.

"Hey, Trent?" Sam calls out.

"Yes?" Trent pops his head out of the office where he's been absolutely not listening to the team's laughs and sniffles for the last few hours.

"Why have you crossed out your title? The Lasso Way? Are you changing it because Ted left?"

"Ah. No. Ted's actually the one to suggest I change it. Said the story's not about him. That it's about all of you, the team and the community," Trent's fiddling with his glasses, not really looking at any of them, "I'm thinking The Richmond Way might be more appropriate?"

"No bruv. You gotta leave it," Isaac says as he gets up and walks over to the coach's office door. He reaches up to place his hand on the previously torn, but now glitter glued back together, BELIEVE sign.

"Ted, he tried to rip himself out of this place. Told us it wasn't about this piece of paper. But it was. That's why we all kept a piece. We wouldn't be here without him. We wouldn't be us without him. So keep the title. 'Cause without The Lasso Way we'd still be in the Championship league"

"And Roy would be a pundit on Soccer Saturday!" calls out Jamie, the team laughing around him.

"Yeah. And Jamie would still be a prick," Roy snaps back, "but not our prick." He finishes while sharing a soft smile with Jamie.

"I don't even know if I'd still be here in Richmond," Sam says softly. "I was so homesick back then. And I didn't have any friends on the team," He looks around the room, seeing how far they've all come. His eyes find Jamie's and they share a sad, but understanding smile, "But now I have the best friends I could ever have. And it all started with that birthday cake after we lost."

Everyone starts talking over each other, remembering what they were like three years before. Wondering where they'd be now. Wondering if they'd be as close as they are now.

Trent just stands there and watches them all, smiling to himself, tapping his closed glasses against him mouth. He startles a bit when he suddenly hears a voice next to him.

"I was so unhappy," Nate, who's been standing silently next to him the whole time, says softy. "I came to work everyday. Did my job. Tried to stay small and quiet enough that the guys wouldn't- Wouldn't- Well, anyway. I was just so unhappy. But I don't think I really even knew that until he got here and I learned how to be a little happier."

"And then I became really unhappy," He huffs out a small laugh and looks over at Trent, sharing a look as they remember when Nate came to him a year before, "But that wasn't him. It was never- Well, it was more me and my dad, you know? But without all that. I wouldn't have a girlfriend. I wouldn't be on better terms with my dad now."

Nate looks out over the team who have found themselves in some sort of puppy pile of love? Trent's not sure he heard that right, but will always smile at their antics anyways.

"I wouldn't have them," Nate continues, "They have somehow forgiven me for things that I'm not sure I'll ever forgive myself for. And that's all because of Ted Lasso," He looks sharply up at Trent, "So keep the title. If he really doesn't like it, well, I guess he can just come back and say so himself."

Nate leaves him at that, going to help Will pick up bins and towels that got knocked over while the guys were all playing and chasing each other around the room. Something about love tackling each other? Trent's still not sure he heard that right.

Trent turns back into the office and leaves them to it. Letting the overwhelming feeling of love that permeates the Richmond clubhouse flow over and around him, he heads back to his desk. He's got a few edits to make.

[imreallyloveleee]

for @auroraworldtourftbughead who asked about my "road trip to ohio" fic: ok so this is a s5 au that i started writing back in Feb/Mar. it picks up a few weeks after they find Polly's body, ie at the point in the show where it became extremely clear that they were just dropping the arc they'd been building for Betty & Jughead and veering off in another nonsensical direction. i really want to finish this one and correct the sins of late s5, lol. (and i just miss jughead's family!) here is a snippet from the beginning of the story:

It’s just past eight in the evening. She’s dragging the trash bins from the garage out to the sidewalk for tomorrow morning’s pickup when she sees him standing in the driveway next door, struggling to wrestle an oversized duffle bag into the storage compartment of his motorcycle.

“Jug. Hey.” She’s already halfway across the yard between their houses by the time he notices her. His eyes soften from surprise to mild concern as she approaches.

“Hey. How are you holding up?”

Betty mulls for a moment over her response. It’s a fair question to ask someone three weeks after they found their sister’s body rotting in the trunk of a rusting, broken junkyard sedan. She doesn't especially want to answer; she's just tired of coming up with ways to change the subject.

Thankfully the scene she's stumbled upon makes it easy. She gestures to the bag. "Hanging in there. What’s this?”

Jughead sighs, giving the duffel bag another half-hearted shove, to no avail. “I’m heading to Ohio for JB’s graduation.”

Recognition flickers dimly in her memory. He’d mentioned this to her weeks ago, when they were deep in investigation mode, one of probably a thousand things he’d said that had filtered in and out of her brain like water through a sieve. She’d said something like oh, my god, she’s graduating already? we’re so old! in response, and then promptly returned to obsessing over their latest clue in the hunt for the highway killer.

“But I guess the gift I got her is too big for this stupid thing –” 

“You’re driving all the way to Ohio on a motorcycle?” she interrupts. “In the middle of the night? Isn’t that, like, a seven hour drive?”

He shifts his gaze away from her, towards the Andrews house, which she interprets as yes, I know this is a dumb fucking idea and no, I don’t want to talk about it. 

After the last few months she's had, she can relate.

“It’s tomorrow,” he says. “I was supposed to leave yesterday, but – I kind of got distracted, with everything that’s been going on.” 

Betty tries not to react to that. He must mean “everything” that’s been going on with Tabitha – her parents’ arrival in town, their burgeoning relationship. Kevin had seen them out at a restaurant together with the Tates, holding hands at the dinner table. Betty wishes they’d just make it public already, post a couple's photo on Instagram or something. It’s getting uncomfortable, pretending she doesn’t know.

He's muttering to himself, hoisting the duffel bag out of the storage compartment and onto his shoulder. "Maybe if I repack this into a backpack instead…"

“You can take my car, if you want,” she offers, and then, without allowing herself to actually consider what she’s proposing, adds, “Or…I could come with you.”

Jughead freezes, his eyes darting from her face to her car where it sits in the opposite driveway, and then back again. “Oh, no – I couldn’t ask –” 

“We could tag-team the driving. And I’d love to see JB and your dad, and…everyone.” She doesn’t actually know if Gladys is still in the picture or not. “To be honest, I – I really need to get out of this house for a few days.”

She knows how she sounds: desperate. But she also knows that if anyone in her life can come anywhere close to understanding what this is like – what it means to be the child of a parent who is a walking, weeping open wound, a gaping hole of need that cannot possibly be filled – it’s Jughead. 

(And she feels guilty for thinking of her grieving mother in those terms, she really does, but the truth is she’s suffocating. Put on your own oxygen mask first, Dr. Glass told her all those years ago. It was just about the only useful thing he'd imparted to her in a cumulative sixteen hours of therapy, other than a prescription for Adderall.) 

“At least take the car,” she insists. “You can’t even fit your stuff in here.”

Jughead’s lips press together. His eyes flit back towards the house again – only the garage light is on, which is where he’s been staying. “You’re sure you want to sit in a car with me for seven hours? I’ve got terrible taste in music.”

Her face breaks out into a tremulous smile. It feels weird, but good – the first uncontrolled display of emotion she’s had in weeks that wasn’t borne of despair. 

“I’m sure.” 

[mothxmoons]

Something new

You come across an old friend in your job, and he’s running with a new team, but he has a favor to ask of you. However, this includes being on his team for a while, and one of the members doesn’t seem to like you very much. You find it funny though, so you’ll push at all of his buttons.

Piers Nivans x Reader

It was just a simple job, get in, protect the guy paying you, get out, be paid. Ah the life of a mercenary, such simplicity that comes with almost dying every job. You were sure it was…until you saw a very familiar face running around, killing your coworkers with a group of people following him. So of course you were going to take this opportunity to talk.

“Hey, Chris! That you?!” You called out from your cover, leaning on the railing above them.

“Oh! You’re alive?!” He called back, jokingly. So you two were still on good terms, huh? Good to know.

“Man, how long has it been? You’re looking horrible!” You replied, one coworker next to you getting shot in the knee and falling over.

“Hey! That’s no way to speak to him!” A new voice called out, a man with spiky brown hair an brown eyes, anger seeped into his tone.

You rolled your eyes, resting your head on your hand as you leaned on the railing. Tapping your foot, just watching them stare at you.

“Chris, when did you get a mini you?” You asked, a smirk on your features as Chris laughed in return, the other boy groaned in anger, almost a growl.

“Actually…I have a favor to ask.” Chris said suddenly, gaining the attention of you and the rest of his team.

Throwing your legs over the railing and landing on the ground, you smiled as you held your arms behind you and walked up to him. The men became tense with every step you took closer to the team and their captain, slowly surrounding you as you approached. Their guns were ready to flick up at you at any moment.

“And what can I do for my oldest friend? Emphasis on old.” You asked, coming right up to him, the armed men around you two ready to fire at any indication you might hurt Chris. Hah, as if.

“I was wondering if you could help us take down your employer. Seeing as you know your way around here.” Chris answered, a smile mirroring your’s. The other boy didn’t like that answer though.

“Captain, you can’t be serious! They’re a mercenary! How many of those have killed our men?” A protest against you?

“Piers, this is one of my closest friends. I can trust them.” You nodded in agreement, a smug smile on your face as you both turned to the man. Piers. You’re gonna call him puppy.

“I’ll gladly help my friend, although the main employer isn’t here, I do know where the guy heading the operation is. I can lead you to him.” You said, tapping on your cheek with a curled coy smile.

“Aren’t you a mercenary? What’s your asking price?” Another man, behind Piers, asked. He seemed nervous, must be new.

“Usually, my price for my services is upwards of 10k a job.” The air thickened around you, but you laughed and continued, “But for Chris? Free.”

He nudged your arm roughly with a smile, earning a laugh out of you. His team loosened up with that, although Piers seemed less than convinced. His hand still ever tight on his gun, eyes glaring at you as you talked so casually with Chris.

“You know, if you keep staring at me like that, I’ll start thinking you have a crush on me, puppy boy.” You teased Piers as you walked by him. He growled and shot back, “Don’t call me that.”

The group laughed at his expense to which he glared at you, but all you did was smile back at him. You started walking with them, telling them about places to avoid a fight, and which way to get around others. You lead them through the corridors just as Chris fell in pace with Piers.

“Are you sure we can trust them? What if they’re leading us into a trap?” He hissed to Chris, eyes narrowed, following your every move.

“Doubtful.” Chris merely replied, keeping his gaze ahead.

“How can you be so sure?” Piers asked, glaring up at his captain.

Before Chris could respond, you called for him up to the front with you, with a soft whistle and quiet whisper yell of his name. Two large, ornate doors stood just behind you.

“This is where he is, it’s a large room with a balcony and stairs, and a lot of men, so be prepared for a fight.” You warned, the men nodding stiffly as they positioned themselves. Chris nodded as he pushed the door open slowly, everyone on the team readying their guns, you on the other side of the door, ready to burst into the chaos of a fight.

And boy…did it burst into that chaos. Your employer was mad that you had betrayed them and ordered his men to kill and the team. You, Chris and Piers were making your away through the men on the staircase. Perhaps he didn’t trust you to be alone with Chris. The rest of the team downstairs was having trouble fighting off all the other armed men downstairs, so Chris sent Piers off as you two could handle the upper levels. Piers tried to protest but was quickly shut down and ordered to go and help the others. With only a moment of silence from him he jogged off.

Piers helped his teammates kill some of the others and watched you and Chris fight together for a couple of seconds while reloading his gun, hiding behind a couch as cover. You two fought together perfectly, you didn’t even have a gun, you had throwing knives. And it didn’t even matter. You were even more efficient with killing off the enemies than Chris was. Piers’ hand tightened on his gun again, before he shook himself back into the fight.

A stray bullet nearly hitting the back of his ear caught his attention, flinging around only to see a knife meet his would be assailant’s neck. Piers looked up to the balcony where you and Chris were, you were fighting off another enemy and had been standing on the railing of the balcony.

“You can thank me later, puppy!” You called from the upper floor, hand showing off your knives before turning back to another enemy and throwing knives at them. He groaned as he turned back to his own fight. However something else caught his attention, the employer was escaping.

“Hey!” Piers yelled at him, you immediately looking over to where he was calling to.

You two quickly darted after the employer as he closed the door behind him. You and Piers kicked at the door but could only hear a lever flick into place.

“Piers-“ You started but were cut off by the floor beneath you two disappearing. In a split second, you grabbed his arm and pulled him into you. It was dark when you hit the ground and hard.

Piers was the one to open his eyes first, groaning and trying to look around but could only see the top of your head on his chest. With a flushed face he sat up quickly, letting your head fall to his lap. His face became warmer as you breathed deeply in his lap, looking up to see where you two fell from and the passageway was closed. Meaning you two were stuck together alone. You brought yourself up from his lap, which made him snap back to you. Your current situation catching up to him, and your current position somehow made him even redder.

“Piers?” You murmured, holding your head after groaning at trying to move. His hand held your’s quickly, trying to keep you from moving too much.

“Don’t move too much, we had a really bad fall…” He said softly, slowly positioning you into a sitting pose. He stared at you and wondered why he had been so harsh to you. Maybe he didn’t like how informal you were with Chris…or maybe it was because you’re a mercenary. He couldn’t shake it off though.

Piers looked around the area, there looked to be a way out but you needed a little time to recover. He got up from where you sat and started looking places, in crates and barrels, searching for something that could hopefully help you. Finding a couple of herbs did the trick, not completely but you were in less pain and he considered that a win. He helped you up and let you lean on him until you could walk on your own, leading you to the door that you two were sure led to an exit.

“Why don’t you just join the BSAA? Since you seem so buddy buddy with the agents?” Piers asked, finding the silence stifling.

“I was in the BSAA.” You responded, groaning a bit from an ache, “Joined to track down Wesker.”

Piers didn’t know that, standing still and processing what you said.

“Then…why did you leave?”

“…after what they did to Jill. How they’ve been treating Chris…I couldn’t stand it.” You responded, teeth gnawing on your lip, shaking your head, “I left because I couldn’t stand how they treated soldiers. These good people who wanted to help the world. And they get treated like dirt.”

He couldn’t really say anything against that, after his own fair share of seeing how soldiers get treated he can see why you left. He held you up as you two wandered down the long old hallways

“I was going to comment about who would even want to build something like this, but I was in Raccoon City.” You joked only slightly wincing in pain at a rock hitting your shoe.

“Sorry.” Piers said, holding you up straighter, readjusting his hold. You leaned your head into him, merely watching.

“Hit the ground pretty hard, you wear a lot of heavy gear.” You said, trying to keep yourself awake.

“Keeps me safe from bullets.” He said simply, trying to maneuver both you and him into a tighter space.

“Haha, woah puppy. If you wanted to be closer to me you could have just asked.” You teased when you felt him holding you closer to him, practically hugging you.

“Don’t call me puppy.” Piers groaned, helping you lift yourself up the steps.

“Then stop looking like a cute puppy.” You replied with a wide smile. His face became a pretty red as you said that.

He groaned again before you two found a ladder up to the main hall.

“Can you make this?” He asked, looking up at the ladder and the slim fit. You nodded, so he carefully let you off his shoulder. “You first, just to make sure you don’t fall.”

“Aw, what a gentleman.” You said, getting onto the ladder slowly. Piers latched onto the ladder as he followed close behind, watching you as you climbed up but also making sure you weren’t hurting anything. You tensed as you climbed onto the floor, finally off of the ladder. Your shoulder still hurt but at least it was a bit better.

Piers came up next and checked over you again, it made you laugh. Holding your arm looking at up and down before you two set off again. He was still holding your hand so tightly as you two looked around the empty room you two came out of. You think there were supposed to be people here to guard the entrance, but with your sudden betrayal and no one to give the other mercs any orders, everything went to shit for them.

“You’re holding my hand so tightly, puppy. I thought you hated me.” You said, making him aware of just how long he’s been holding your hand, leading you down the hallway.

“Wh- don’t call me that! And I don’t hate you.” He rebutted, hand leaving your’s in a rushed pace.

“I didn’t say you had to stop holding my hand, puppy.” You said, grabbing his hand again. He looked down at your hands before turning away with a red face, gripping your hand tightly.

This was going to be a long explanation to Chris though. And he’s never going to hear the end of it from you.

[milkyruins]

## lee chan x idol!reader, THE ULTIMATE KPOP BESTIES

summary: dino and you reveal your ultimate friendship via vlive. but wait, are you guys actually just friends?

genre: fluff

content warnings: slightly mean teasing dynamic b/t dino and reader

wc: .9k

part two (?): here

[SEVENTEEN] 🔴Starting LIVE

SEVENTEEN: DINO (and a friend~)

“woah,” chan says, watching the comments start to flood with questions about his mystery friend. “you guys really want to know who my friend is?” he sent a smug grin towards your hiding spot off-camera. “they’re really not all that interesting.”

“hey!” you exclaim. 

turning back towards the live, he flashing a wary smile. “just a joke, you’re going to love my guest and good friend. i’m pretty sure you’ll recognize them too!”

givemeur.hi5 an idol friend?

junsscloud manifesting seungkwan &lt;3

00goinggoing AHH i’m so excited

“you can come over now, y/n.”

as you rolled on over to dino’s side, you watched as his monitor lit up with more and more comments. the viewers nearly doubled after you waved hello. well, that was no surprise– after all, you were-

“ballad’s, and i guess hybe’s, y/n here, nice to see everyone! it’s good to be here with my labelmate dino.”

he let out a small chuckle. “wow, it just doesn’t seem right hearing you call me dino.” you send back a half-grin.

“i’ll be more natural then. i’m excited to hang out with channie and with all of y’all too!”

he flashed you a tiny pout. “hey, what’s with the nickname?”

“the AUDACITY. i always call you this, jerk.”

chan gave your shoulder a playful smack before turning to the comments. “how do you two know each other… oh! we should talk about how we met!” you couldn’t help the smirk that adorned your lips. 

“not even a minute in and you’re going to let me embarrass you in front of millions of people? nice.”

“ah… well, be nice to me. remember, this is my live. i can kick you off if necessary.” he crossed his arms and humphed triumphantly. but a mere threat could not stop you.

“okay, well we’re pretty close. but you all must be wondering how exactly we met right? well, it was right when pledis was acquired by hybe. i was a trainee back then, so i was going to nightly practices. i had finally reached my practice room when-” you gestured at chan, who hesitantly waved at the camera. “this guy walked in, asking me where the head of his stylist team was.”

“in my defense, i ,a), was new to the hybe building, and b), you didn’t change into your trainee clothes! you were wearing a puffer coat and sweats, so of course i thought you were a staff member!”

you raised your pointer finger up, hovering it next to his mouth. “hush, hush. just admit it, you’re a bit of an airhead at times.” before chan decided to start whining again, you added in something sweet to alleviate the teasing. “it’s endearing though.”

“i’ll take it from here.” dino spoke, a tiny smile peaking out from under his indignant front. “so i spent a good while trying to ask her this same question, but your dear y/n didn’t even manage to tell me she wasn’t a stylist, so i continued on until her dance teacher came in and asked me why i was in the trainee room.”

you swivel your chair to face him, too invested in your debate to face the viewers. “to be fair, you felt so bad for “harassing” a trainee that you offered to treat me out for coffee. and as a trainee, free anything, especially caffeine, was like winning the lottery. actually, winning it twice in a row. god, i love coffee.”

dino, who was watching the stream of comments, laughed. “yeah, i– and most of the viewers– realized.” 

you stuck your tongue out at him. dino ignored you. “so i bought us coffee a week? or so afterwards. and we happened to get along really well, so we got coffee again. after a while, it just became our routine.”

your eyes faced the ceiling, contemplating deeply. “i think it was because of our initial encounter. nothing afterwards could compare in terms of awkwardness, so i think it helped us bond more smoothly?”

he nodded. “also, we also have pretty similar senses of humor. and we shared a common history of training, so it clicked almost immediately.”

“by similar senses of humor, you mean we just bully one another affectionately?” dino beamed, nodding fervently. 

“the best type of humor!” he insisted, cheeks puffing ever so slightly. cute.

“sure, if you say so.”

you two turned back towards the monitor, watching the comments trickle in.

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under the table, chan’s hand found yours, sending a tingle up your spine. if this was what secrecy meant to him, you’d be sure to give him a lecture later. but you couldn’t help but melt as he intertwined his pinky with yours. it was so gentle and sweet, just like his love.

“yup, so in conclusion, that’s how we became the best of friends. aka each other's 24/7 bullies.” dino summed it all up, not forgetting to flash you a secretive not-so-friendly smile.

[yellowhollyhock]

Tmnt Memory mash up part 2 (finally ran out of jokes for the first one)

Concept is, there is no concept we have no idea what’s real because memories are wonky, everyone is a storyteller, and Casey is gaslighting them all. (Actual concept: characters remember the same events differently because that’s how brains work, but now it’s taken to an extreme where the basis for different turtle realities comes from each set of memories.)

Rise Raph, 2012 Mikey, 2003 Donnie, 2007 Leo, 1987 Splinter, 1990s April

Leo: You guys need to focus. It’s just like I learned during my training—

Raph: Your training? Are you talking about when you became a mascot for that basketball team?

Donnie: Raphie, be nice. You know Leo takes ninjitsu very seriously.

Raph: *cackles*

Mikey: pfft yeah haha, he’s a big goofy dork who loves cartoons, trying to act all serious haha (he tried to sacrifice himself again last week why are we laughing)

Mikey: Yo dudes, I made us some pizza, shaken not stirred, canned meat supreme with jalapeños and strawberries, light on rosemary heavy on hot sauce. We’re ready for movie night!

Raph: You’re so creative with food! ❤️ You were watching that cooking show you like again, weren’t you?

April:

Leo:

Donnie:

Splinter: You are a great chef, Michelangelo. Because of my peculiar tastes I will be eating sushi.

Casey: There’s definitely algae on this pizza.

Leo: Casey shut up we’re eating

Donnie, on the last slide of a PowerPoint: And so, Leo, I think you will plainly understand, you cannot go outside.

Leo: What about Raph and Mikey?

Donnie: Did Mikey almost accidentally ally with our family’s nemesis?

Leo: No, but—

Donnie: Did Raph get poisoned at the Battle Nexus?

Leo: Well, no, but—

Donnie: Did Raph or Mikey or Splinter or April or even Casey fight an army of Foot by himself while still recovering emotionally from our first presumed defeat of said nemesis, and end up facing him again, getting thrown through a window, and falling into a coma?

Leo: But you said you were abducted by aliens! And what about all those adventures in alternate dimensions you talk about? Your safety is also important! (fuming)

Donnie: Well I’m not the one who had to go away for training. 😘

Leo: But you did take that horrible phone line job while I was away for training, and do not tell me that was less traumatic!

Donnie: … phone line job???

Leo: Yeah, the—didn’t you—Casey told me you worked in tech support?

Donnie: Casey told you—Casey said—I am the cofounder of O’Neil Technologies he told you I got a phone line job?

Splinter: You must center yourselves, my students. The mind is a powerful weapon.

April: So does he always just call you guys his students?

Donnie: Nah, I think he says ‘my son’ more often than he says my name, he’s just in training mode right now.

Leo: Yeah, it’s more in private conversations that he’ll use familial terms. He really means it with just as much affection when he says students.

Mikey: lol I have been called both son and student with varying degrees of affection and annoyance. When he says my name I run for my life

Raph:

April: Um, you okay Raph?

Raph: He mostly just calls me Red…

Everyone: Dude….

April: Hey do you guys remember that guy who got mixed up with a bad crowd, almost did something really irreversible but then met you guys and turned it around and helped us instead?

Donnie: Angel!

Splinter: Ah, yes, young Carter. I hope his studies are going well.

Mikey: Mondo Gecko my man!

Leo: Do you mean your boss Winters? I mean he was the most recent.

Raph: That was Casey.

Casey: That was me.

April:

April: Anyway I was talking with his dad the other day—

Mikey: You ever had feelings for someone, Leo? Feelings you didn’t know what to do about? Feelings that kept you up at night?

Leo: Mikey I told you, I didn’t stay away that extra time because of a girlfriend.

Mikey: Maybe even feelings that make you act stupid. Feelings like Raph has for his Mona Lisa, or Donnie for April?

Raph and Donnie, eavesdropping:

Raph: What’s going on with you and April??

Donnie: Nothing I’m aware of. Maybe she borrowed a tool without asking or something. Who’s your Mona Lisa?

Raph: Raph wishes he knew.

Mikey: The heart’s a soft muscle, dude. Squish squish.

Leo: I literally have no idea what you’re talking about.

Casey: Hey Mikey! How are things going with that time traveling girl you liked? I can’t remember her name.

Mikey: Time-traveling girl..? Wait yo dude that hasn’t happened for me yet. I think you just accidentally revealed my future!

Casey: Cool, I didn’t even know I was from the future. I wonder if I could convince Leo he might start an apocalypse if he doesn’t find, like a certain artifact or something….

Donnie, again on PowerPoint: If I were to disappear, the whole world would fall to pieces. Shredder victorious. Raph and Leo estranged forever, unable to reconcile after Master Splinter’s tragic death. Mikey and April, the lone fighters against the growing tide of darkness, barely clinging onto hope. Mikey’s lost one of his arms, and with it the spark of joy in his eyes.

Raph: Who let him have coffee

Splinter: I believe he has had a nightmare. We must guard against these dark thoughts.

Donnie, staring into the distance: That dragon-daimyo merged guy nearly won the Battle Nexus. It looked like the blue bunny poisoned Leo, but in the end he stood beside him in battle. At least Raphie won his planet race.

Raph: Who let him have poison pizza puffs

Mikey: Ay Raph that’s scarily specific?

Mikey: They always forget that I’m good at science, too. I help Dee out in the lab with ideas and stuff. I mean, I don’t understand science, but I got good instincts for it. They need to remember that.

Casey: Yeah, like when you created Ice Cream Kitty.

Mikey: Yeah! What.

Casey: Or when you cured Donnie of that stuff that made him super dumb.

Mikey: No yeah but go back to what you said about Ice Cream Kitty.

Donnie: Do you guys remember that jungle dimension we went to with the really big bugs?

Mikey: Did you just call our own city a jungle dimension?

Leo: Reminds me of my training. I miss the jungle….

Mikey, humming to himself: welcome to the jungle, it’s worse here every day, you learn to live like an animal in the jungle where we play

Raph: Did you guys all portal somewhere without me?

Mikey and Donnie: You wanted to see the giant bugs?

Raph:

Raph: Well, no, but—

[animealways]

Were not family, were a team

Avengers x stark!reader/natasha x stark!reader, tony x gn!kid!reader well to tony were still a kid (the avengers came together again but adjusting to the situation was more difficult for some especially for the person with trust, paraniod, family, anxiety and abandonment issues)

It has been a few months since thanos died. It was quite brutal considering you decapitated him with your nano tech shield. It was the most brutal way you ever had to kill someone.

You weren't stupid, you're a avenger. You knew you had killed people before, hell the sokovia accord made that clear as daylight but it was never with intend. Thanos left you with no choose however as he was about to do the same thing to your father but having nebula, thanos daughter witness the whole thing only made you feel more guilty.

Its why after everything cooled down, you apologized to her. Natrualy she was confused as to why, after all it was very necesscary and completely understandable as to why you did it. All you said was "he's still your father." Nebula just nodded and walked away. You knew thanos death hurt her. You yourself know all to well whats like to have family that hurts you but still care about them at the end of the day. It was like that with your own father from time to time.

So to say you weren't feeling well would be accurate especially since all this could have been avoided if the avengers stayed together by discussing instead of fighting.

Wich you were reminded of everytime the team was together. After thanos was defeated you, your dad and steve made a pact that the avengers had to stay together no matter what.

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It was a relax friday. Everyone was sitting and talking to each. You're sitting on the couch with your arm wrapped around natasha shoulder and your head leaning on her shoulder all the while she was talking to wanda.

Peter kept asking for stories about mission, training and whatever came to his mind, curious about the avengers he didn't get know when he became spiderman. You couldn't help but smile. It reminded you of when tony told you stories of his mission when you were a teen. Looking back it was a really bad idea since that lead to you making your own version of the iron man suit but hey what happend happens.

''you guys almost sound like family.'' wich you couldn't help but scoff at.

''is there something little stark?'' you looked at cap with face that screamed 'really?'.

''i just don't think most of us are family, well not anymore atleast.'' natasha frowned at you. ''what makes say that?''

''i'm just saying that family doesn't try to tear each other down after 1 fight.'' peter sat there looking at you, rubbing his neck ackwardly since you do make a point. tony looked at you not saying anything along with the rest of the avengers. steve decided to speak up since no one els did.

''look y/n i know its was a mess but we did our bes-''

''no you didn't!'' you stood up now pissed.

''half of you guys just picked a side, not thinking what it ment to the rest of the team. instead you fought anyone that didn't ultimately agree with you, we're acting like a bunch of dumbass childeren. despite the fact it was a goverment contract. yeah i hate ross as much as the next person for that shit but it was still a contract he gave us. we could have negotaited to change the terms so that wanda and pietro wouldn't be treated like animals in a cage while also still have our own agency over our work.''

no one said a word, just staring at you. ''did all of you seriously forget that? oh and lets not forget how many of us actually tried to keep the team together, you know the avengers, earth first line of defence. half of the planet including the rest of the universe could have been death because of us.''

you walked out of the room done with this conversation. natasha went after you while everyone els let your words sink in. you took a sip of your beer looking at the night sky. natasha stood next to you on the balcony. she grabbed your hand, rubbing it with her tumb.

''i know you're angry and i also know there is more to it then that.''

you sighed, having black widow as your girlfriend ment she could read you like a book. ''i wish i had done more. for wanda, pietro, dad, you, everyone. all of this could have avoided if i-''

natasha grabbed your neck with both her hands to smash your lips together passionately. ''don't blame yourself, like you said all of us we're acting like 'dumbass childeren' for not seeing the bigger picture and letting our emotion get the better of us. all of should have done better maybe then we would be better prepared for thanos. you did your best.'' you stared in her lushes green eyes before sighing again.

''yeah i did my best, but somehow it never feels like its enough.''

''thats because you can't face the earth probleems on your own and if the rest of the team isn't doing their best it goes wrong. we are all to blame for what happen but it doesn't mean we don't care about each other.''

''i know i still care for them. it... it just doesn't feel right to call this a family anymore. all my life my dad was the only family i had and sure he fucked up a bunch of times majorly but at the end of the day he would try to make sure to see things from my side. he tried to make sure my needs we're met but with the sokovia accord everyone got stuck in their own bubble of emotions. if my dad ever did that i... i probably already be dead considering all the enemies we have.''

''thats alright, you're entitled to your feelings. as long as you don't stop caring.'' she hugged you foreheads touching. ''you know i always care. im just really pissed now too.''

''can i have a word with junior?'' both of you look to see your dad, standing there looking with a face that abit looked simealer to the time he got so drunk on his birthday he blew up the house.

natasha nodded, leaving you and your dad alone on the balcony. he walked over to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. ''you're right, we should have done better, i should have done better.''

''all of us could have.'' you muttered. ''no, i saw how often you talked to ross. you gave your best while i... i shouldn't have let a break up bother me so much.''

''its understandable but it doesn't excuse you dumbass behaviour.''

''i know. i'm sorry kid. i promise no matter what happens i will do everything to keep the avengers together, if not for the team or earth i will for you and pepper.''

''and hopefully morgan soon.'' your dad smiled. ''yeah i hope i can finally give you a bigger family.''

[supermarine-silvally]

hey!! oc bingo buddy! uh! oc bingo questions time B) From me @mshrom

1) Does Iryna have a favorite teacher at UA? A mentor even?

2) What did Iryna first think of everyone in her class? Good first impressions? Bad first impressions?

3) What are her favorite subjects in school?

4) Did she always want to be a hero or did she grow up with other ambitions?

5) What’s her family like?

hiiiii omg these are great questions!!! I'll literally jump on any chance to talk about Miss Iryna Oleksandrivna Kovalenko heheh answers below the cut!

1) Does Iryna have a favorite teacher at UA? A mentor even?

Her favourite teacher is definitely All Might. She was absolutely starstruck the first time she saw him in person and could barely get a coherent sentence out (but after having dealt with Izuku for over a year at this point he’s probably used to that hahaha). She’s also very fond of her homeroom teacher, Thirteen.

She does indeed also have a mentor— The year she entered UA was the year after the canon protagonists did (she’s a year younger), and at that point, in my canon, the UA staff decided to try something a little different and put together a mentorship program for the first- and second-year students. Each of the canon protagonists (who had now moved up to 2-A) was assigned to mentor one of the incoming first-years (my batch of 20 OCs, Iryna included) based on quirk similarity and personal compatibility, and the teams of two would end up competing in what became essentially a doubles tournament for the Sports Festival.

Poor Iryna got stuck with the demon coach from hell— Bakugou Katsuki himself. (He actually ends up being a really good mentor, though).

2) What did Iryna first think of everyone in her class? Good first impressions? Bad first impressions?

(I should quickly specify that all of her classmates are other OCs!) She was so nervous at first that she mostly worried about what THEY thought of HER, especially being not just foreign, but the first student from Eastern Europe that the school’s ever had. Most of them left good first impressions, though. She recognized Monoma Nagito (Neito’s brother) and Iida Tenshi (Tenya’s cousin) from the entrance exam, and they quickly became her closest friends in the class, but she soon befriended the others as well. I think her only classmate that she isn’t always too fond of is Atsushi Ren, who is kind of known to be a bit of a braggart and a loudmouth and she sometimes just wants to tell him to shut the hell up lol

The main person she met at UA whom she had a TERRIBLE first impression of was Bakugou haha when they were first paired together for the mentorship program, he acted like she was the most annoying pest of all time and some kind of cosmic punishment designed to torment him specifically, and she thought he was the world’s biggest asshole and also wanted nothing to do with him (she legit haaaaated this dude so much, it's so funny to go back and read earlier chapters of Ground Zero when they were very much not getting along lol). But they eventually worked it out and became very fond of each other :)

3) What are her favorite subjects in school?

Hero Studies will always be her number 1 class, she love love looooooooves it! Whether it’s rescue/disaster training, developing her quirk/ultimate moves, or just general sparring with her classmates, she’s all over it. Outside of hero-related coursework, she’s pretty good at Chemistry and Physics (but hates Biology with a burning passion) and is decent at math, too. She tends to do well at science-y stuff, the Biology hatred is more over having to memorize terms and always getting them mixed up, especially since she’s trying to learn them in her second language.

4) Did she always want to be a hero or did she grow up with other ambitions?

She definitely always knew she wanted to be a Pro Hero! Hero culture in Ukraine is quite different and a lot more low-key than in Japan, but she grew up watching the few Ukrainian Pro Heroes that were around as well as Japanese and American and other Western heroes on TV and wanted to be just like them— especially All Might, because he was the strongest and the best, but more importantly, because he kept the peace, and that was something she desperately hopes to emulate. When her quirk manifested, she realized she had the potential to be just like him if she worked and studied hard, and as such set her sights on attending the same prestigious hero academy her mother once did.

5) What’s her family like?

Her family is very close! She currently lives (while not attending UA) in the small town of Letychiv with her father, Oleksandr (Sasha), her younger brother, Mykyta, and her grandmother, Stanislava, as well as the family’s pet chickens. Iryna is extremely protective of Mykyta, since he’s six years younger and also quirkless, and would literally do anything for him. Her father and grandmother are super supportive of her having moved to Japan temporarily to attend UA, and she frequently chats with them over video call. She misses them a lot, despite the exciting life she has in Japan.

Iryna’s mother, Reina, is another story. When Iryna was only eight, her mother went back to Japan on what was supposed to be a quick trip, and never returned. No one knows what happened to her, either— not the Japanese police who investigated the incident, nor any Pro Heroes (including All Might) who took on the case, nor Iryna’s family in general. It was like she simply vanished into thin air, leaving no trace behind. Iryna’s grandmother is certain that Reina left and abandoned her partner and children, but Iryna isn’t so sure. Part of the reason behind her relocation to Japan to attend UA is to see if she can pick up the trail and finally learn what truly happened to Igarashi Reina seven years earlier.

tysm for the questions, they were so much fun to answer!! :D

[incomingalbatross]

Chuck and Casey: B, C, and M for friendship asks?

Hey, I’d just been thinking about these guys! Thank you for asking about them. :)

My favorite scene of them: I've got quite a few, but I think maybe my favorite is in "Chuck Vs. the Tic Tac," when Casey's been committing treason and on the run all day and it culminates in Casey having a gun very much aimed at Chuck's heart... and Chuck's reaction is, essentially, "tell me what's going on, so I can help."

(What can I say, apparently I'm a sucker for moments when my faves point guns at my other faves and they just refuse to be scared.)

A random headcanon I have of them: So in the first ep of S2, Chuck at one point says something to Casey along the lines of “You catch me when I fall.” Casey’s like “that’s disgustingly cheesy, I hate it,” and then he repeats it back to Chuck twice within that episode. So I’ve come to assume that this line became a core part of Casey’s identity going forward and is low-key playing in his head whenever he’s protecting His People.

What I think would have happened if they never met: Ooh, good choice! I've thought about this one before, actually, so you get a long and rambly answer... :P

If Chuck were the Intersect but hadn't met Casey, I guess he would have had a different NSA handler... and I think that Sarah and Casey are really shining exceptions among spies in terms of how much honor and integrity they have, so any substitute is obviously less trustworthy. Team Intersect might never have cohered into Team Chuck, and Chuck and Sarah might eventually have had to go on the run as a two-man unit (which would not have been good for them, even as great as they are--they need a support system and community), or the whole thing might have crashed and burned within the first year even if the other spy were trustworthy, just because they weren’t on Casey's skill level.

Of course, if they didn't meet simply because Chuck didn't get into the spy life... That's less dramatic, but maybe sadder. I think (even if he somehow had Sarah), Chuck would be missing some things he didn't know he was missing. Confidence, maybe. Assurance. He wouldn't be as cool as we know he can be, certainly, because he wouldn't have Casey's presence pushing him past his limits or giving him new standards to live up to.

And Casey? I think Casey would be dead in a ditch/fiery explosion somewhere, honestly. He'd been in active service for nearly twenty years at the start of the show, and was apparently already being viewed as a "burnout" then. He's also absolutely the kind of guy who'd want to die in the line of duty, so he'd just push himself until the day he broke.

But he didn't. In fact, he obviously does some of his best work within the show’s timespan (despite his continuing injuries), and I'd say that's because he has motivation now. He's fighting for people! Not just against! And he has people to live for--he has a life he's attached to, by the end--so he's fighting to go home at the end of the day, not just to win.

But if he'd gone on much longer as just a killer instead of a protector, deliberately burning himself out for the Mission... personally, I think he'd have gone out in a blaze of glory within a few more years, at best.

[st-louis]

Hey! Maybe a silly question because of your url, but how do you feel about St Louis actually coaching the habs to be a competitive team and not someone who just gets them to average to a little above average? I know that there obviously has to be a lot of change on the team in terms of personnel. I guess I’m just curious on your opinion of if this is just a case of a guy who hires his friend who speaks French or do you think St Louis will be an actually successful coach (based off of a truly small sample size) thank you!!!!

so there are a lot of question marks about this. my short answer is: yes, i do feel like he can do it, no i do not think it is just a case of a "guy who hires his friend who speaks french."

the long answer, to address your points.

no, i do not believe this is a case of a "guy who hires his friend who speaks french." first of all. do youuuuu know who marty st-louis is? like this isn't just some rando off of the street. this is a guy who has played hockey at every level, has had to work his way up, and became a hall of famer in a large part because of the way he thinks the game. while hughes and st-louis did know each other through hockey, they were both clear they were not "friends" none of this is a "friends hiring friends thing." granted he hadn't coached before this. but everything that i've read about him, from the way that people talk about him having been in the locker room when he played and the way HE talks about both coaching and the game -- all of that makes me believe he's going to be an excellent coach long term.

i don't want to get into the "speaks french" thing again but i'd appreciate if we could stop being dismissive about it, please! this has happened a few times in my ask and it really bugs me every time. listen to people actually from montreal when they say that this is important to them.

i do not think the team is going to be competitive next year.

this is partially because the roster is probably gonna look something like this (this is assuming they get rid of hoffman around the draft and armia is moved at some point and that they find a logical fit for petry--none of which might happen).

it's not exactly loaded up on game breaking talent. especially if price can't play. additionally, marty himself is still learning. there's a lot of little details to coaching, as basic as line changes and matching, that they got caught up on a few times during his games. that all comes with experience and time.

5. the reason i think marty will be able to get them competitive one day, hopefully with a competent defense, is because of the way he thinks the game and the way he explains it to the players. with smart players (and he's got a lot of them on this roster!) they will respond well to being asked to make their own reads and react. we are already seeing a huge improvement in the way they react with his concepts vs. ducharme's systems. this will only improve the longer they have to do this and get used to it.

6. secondly, i think he will be able to get them competitive because he is great at individual coaching. he is building relationships with the players, learning their strengths, motivating them and getting buy-in, and utilizing those strengths on the ice. when you have guys who believe in what you are saying, when you have guys who believe in you, you can get way more out of a roster, even if it's not the most talented roster. look at the difference between the way the canucks played under green vs. boudreau. there is definitely something similar here.

7. thirdly, i think he will be able to get them competitive because he is in sync with the style that hughes and gorton want the team to play, and they are working on acquiring players that fit that style. see heineman and smilanic -- neither of those guys are necessarily breaking an nhl roster any time soon. but they are fast, smart, mobile guys. you can see the shift already beginning.

8. the one thing that has me really worried is he wants to keep richardson and burrows as assistants. while both of them are great guys and the players like them, special teams are. a problem. and i don't think they're getting better. especially richardson's style as a defense coach does not fit the style marty has expressed wanting the canadiens to play. if they can't fix the special teams, they will never be competitive. however, i'm willing to see what he can do with a full offseason to study and plan.

to me, this is a somewhat outside of the box choice, but hopefully one that will bring fresh new ideas to a team and help modernize their game. i would love to see them succeed with him just to prove it can be done.

anyway i hope that answered your question. i think overall he's a great pick to coach a roster that is going to be really heavy on youth for the next few seasons.

[damgaardclemensen72]

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First elemental masters canon facts!

They all were queer. They didn’t really know it at the time because the LGBT was not officially coined as words/community until many years later. It’s a new world and the beginning of Ninjago (plus “before time had a name” era), so everything was new and unexplored. Gender identity and sexuality included

But they were all still queer af. Just because gay and trans wasn’t a word yet don’t mean they never existed throughout history

And now to say what their sexuality + gender identity are.

Starting with Master of Lightning, Yoshimochi. This man is gay. And I mean heavily gay. He had a crush on Yukito, Sai, and Akiharu, and he didn’t even realize until way later in the departed realm. There were a few times he got flustered and stuttered of he saw a handsome man, but he mostly blamed it on nerves (he ain’t completely wrong). But he thought the feelings he held were strong platonic love, until gay/homosexual became an offical word and then Yoshimochi went: “Well fuck, this would have been helpful to know when I was alive.”

Now onto the Master of Earth, Akiharu. This dude is a trans man. He was born a girl and before he transitioned into a man, he lived with his parents. That is until there was a house fire that left him an orphan on that streets. In the beginning, he noticed that boys and men had more leeway than girls and women. Especially on the streets. So he decided to pretend to be a boy to help himself. But as years went by, he realized that he actually liked being a boy and being referred as such.

Does his team know? Yes, he accidentally revealed it while they were stranded. But he was accepted cuz hey, life is hard plus you’re happy. It’s not hurting us. Small lil facts, since Akiharu did not have the tools we have today to transition, he improvised his. He practiced lowering his voice to pass as a man, and he used medical bandages to bind. At least he used to do that until the Master of Reality (oc, not canon to the show) saw that wasn’t the best for Akiharu’s ribcage and lungs. So the Master of Reality gave Akiharu top surgery. Does it make sense, not really. But Reality is not letting his friend die from chest problems.

Oh, Akiharu is also pansexual. He thought finding everyone attractive was normal cuz everyone is hot. Especially Queen of the Departed. That’s his lover and he will gush about her + how lucky he is to have her.

Now onto the Master of Fire, Sai. Bisexual serpentine. And while his father was an asshole, the serpentine actually had more leeway on who they could love. They didn’t really believe in having people match them with someone compatible, you just love who your heart tells you to. It was common to find two women in love and two men in love. Sometimes the women even hand off their egg offsprings to other family who can’t kids. Now because of this, Sai did not see a problem with who his teammates found attractive. This was the norm for him.

Now, finally, the Master of Ice, Yukito. He doesn’t really have a gender. He just exists. He is more masc leaning and uses masculine terms, but his gender is just nonexistent. He is demisexual as well. When he first met his companions, he didn’t open or express himself to them. They were just mortals who happened to have elemental powers like him. That is until they complete their first adventure together, and he begins to grow a fondness for them. And that fondness grew into falling in love that he also mistook for platonic feelings.

With all that, I reiterate

If these guys did not marry their wives and they weren’t in the “before time had a name” era, they would have married each other.

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