#trying to stay upbeat and act normal but

[itsahotminuteinbetween]

trying to be okay...just gotta make it for two more days...two days and the week is over...

[vitaminseetarot]

Pick a Card Disc: What Mystery Will Be Revealed to You Soon? 🔮🐉🌕

Hey y'all, I'm finally finally back again with you for another pick a card reading! I apologize for the long wait, but I have returned in better shape for tarot. I have a different reading I wanted to post first, but I figured y'all were anxious for the poll reading and tbh I was excited to jump into it as well.

For this nostalgia series, this reading is themed after the Playstation game the Legend of Dragoon, a beautiful little RPG I have recently began to replay. The story features a mysterious Moon That Never Sets, lending to the topic title. The game only lets you play 3 characters at a time (and you always had to have Dart included whyyy), however I felt called to write up 4 piles for this one based on the first 4 characters you play in the game (when the cool powers show up, that's where I'm at in the game rn), and also to represent that the game was split up into 4 separate discs. Thanks for reading!

Please choose your pile:

Disc 1 🔥 Disc 2 🧿 Disc 3 🌙 Disc 4 🍃

Disc 1 🔥

King of Wands, 9 of Wands, Queen of Wands, Page of Coins; Manta Ray, Balance, Spring Equinox - Rebirth, Full Moon Eclipse - Conclusions are within reach

Hey, pile 1! I'm not too surprised to see all this fiery energy blazing in your cards. And starting off with the King of Wands, no less. This is very main protagonist energy, just like Dart. He's so main character that you can't swap him out for anyone else throughout the whole game. He fiercely leads the pack of seven, and I see that your mystery is revealing a similar level of leadership potential in you, even if you don't recognize it now. And just like his Dragoon awakening, this is going to feel like a whole upgrade to your arsenal of skills. Not just the ability to lead a team or a community, but to lead yourself to the finish line. The ninth wand stands glowing between the eight, centered and balanced. Learning more about your capability as an effective and compassionate leader will bring everything else you're working on and trying to do into place.

Another interesting detail is the Manta Ray here, which resembles how the Blue Sea Dragon looks. And water opposes Dart's fire element. This is a card bringing in a vibe like the Page of Cups, a positive and upbeat approach to dealing with normal situations. You may have been stuck on some past thinking, or at times find yourself glued into thinking rather than doing. With the 9 of Wands, you've been holding your guard up for a long season. This mystery is opening you up to take action. The beginning of the game has Dart sitting in the woods after having wandered the world, lost in contemplation, all while havoc is wreaking around him. Pay attention to how you are capable of acting because your courage carries greater impact than you may believe. His call to action is the only way to start playing at all. Keep your focus on your own sword and shield as you begin.

Moreover, Manta Ray suggests staying out of your head and being focused on the present. You may be, like Dart, getting tangled up in the smoky past when something or even someone is calling for you to see them exactly as they are now. Recognize that things can change, people can change. The past doesn't have to look like the future. Spend time with friends who can help you stay grounded in the here and now, friends who respect your quiet leadership while providing a cheerful and encouraging approach to handling serious situations that come up. The Queen of Wands is all about charisma and having great appeal, so stepping into your power and passion will be warmly received by the group you're meant to be with. The right friend circle will acknowledge and uplift, rather than suppress and undermine, your true potential.

You're coming out of a calm period of your life brimming with new vitality. At the same time, with Spring Equinox and Balance, you're also in the stage of revealing that perfect goldilocks zone between lethargy and wrath. That is, either being too stuck in ennui to enact change, or being so infuriated that too much energy gets wasted. The perfect spark in between is like a feeling of being motivated an energized to take on important missions. The spark you've been carrying with you for some time will show itself to you in due time. Page of Coins, the only non-Wands card, wants you to keep your feet steady on the ground as you move ahead. If you don't see your own leadership potential, the spark will ignite on its own soon enough, and when it does, you'll be grounded in the certainty that you are more than capable of being up for the task at hand.

Disc 2 🧿

Page of Cups, XIV Temperance, 2 of Swords, 3 of Coins; Storm, Guidance, Volcano - Volatility, Full Moon in Pisces - Balance spirituality and practicality

Hello, pile 2. It seems that you're used to weathering intense periods in your life. You feel seasoned by experience, regardless of your age. There's the sense that you've "seen it all", wherever this is directed. At home, school, work, friends. By now, it's largely water under a bridge daily. So this mystery being revealed to you is full of playful energy. It's zesty and wanting for life, to grasp it by the horns and experience being instead of the constant pull of doing. There is an emotional vitality that will surprise you, it will feel like being a kid again with something, or loving something like it's for the first time. It may set you off guard even more than the usual humdrum of life's nonsense drama. This could come from falling in love with someone or something, like a little crush. Like the sound of ice cubes cracking as it sinks into warm water, this warmth and fuzziness may come as a little bit of a shock to the system, especially if you've been in an introverted phase.

Rose is a character of solitude: of all the characters in these piles, she is the most mysterious due to her power, backstory, and dearth of knowledge she shares. She is a warrior who has spent a great deal of time working alone after suffering painful defeats that would crush the toughest of souls. She could tell you what a dark shadowwork cycle is really like for her, but you'd rather not witness it. Yet, time after time, she does what needs to get done. I see you're used to putting in the work because it's what's required, but recognize that in all things balance must still be considered. With Temperance and Pisces, have you gotten acclimated to living only on the harsher paths of spirituality in the belief that it would lead to growth? Some patterns serve us for a time while some patterns may only be there to repeat themselves. A more gentle, receptive energy wants to come in and show you a different way.

Part of the work you may do involves guiding and helping others through their own difficulties. From all the ups and downs you've been through in life, your guidance has this casual "been there, done that, bought the t-shirt" approach that feels reliable and grounded. You may be at the tail end of where some are just beginning, and though you may come off intensely, there's something mysteriously trustworthy about your methods and expertise. You may drop information that leads some to wonder, "where did you learn about that?" And sometimes, you don't want to tell them that it was first-hand, but sharing your story will bring you more credibility in the long run. With Three of Coins below Temperance, people will want to respond to you in the same way, through helping you out from their own place. They may offer kindness, humor, and clear advice in return. If you open up to the help and cheer provided, it may foster even more harmony in your relationships rather than feeling perpetually one-sided. Balance acting out of love with receiving out of love, and watch how the Page of Cups naturally springs forth.

In many ways you're used to navigating changes, oftentimes challenging ones, so it's okay to admit that change is hard even when you've become resilient to the bone. So relaxing into calmer waters may take some getting used to. Rainbows come after storms, and I see you're due for a large and beautiful one. The more you're able to lean into your imaginative, hopeful side, the easier the transition to smooth sailing it will be. Talking, laughing, and crying about our pains brings the relief of moving on closer in reach. This change coming for you next is mysterious, but in the sense that it won't be at all like you expected. The next cycle to come through may be one that brings powerful healing and restorative justice to the path you've been on so far. Engaging with your inner child will help you prepare for the next spiritually fulfilling chapter in your life to begin.

Disc 3 🌙

V Hierophant, 10 of Swords, 10 of Cups, 8 of Swords; Breath, Speak Your Dreams, Eagle - Communion, Full Moon in Virgo - You are good enough

Hi pile 3! I can see that your energy is like a breath of fresh air to people who both know and don't know you all that well. To offer a helping hand, stand up for others, and smile through even the darkest moments is to beam like a candle in the night for more than you may know. Maybe you feel as though your casual, kind and good-natured side is the only side they ever see. You're someone who believes in their dreams, or at least hasn't given up on them just yet. And many of the people who clash with that idea may perceive you as naive or even foolish. But little do they see the mystery unveiling for them and for you, pile 3, which will slowly reveal a deeper and wiser part of your personality shining through. Meditation, as an example, may be something you could help others in or will be finding easier to do for yourself as this mystery reveals itself. I also see giving presentations or talks to large groups. You have a wealth of understanding to teach and become a guide with, especially in matters of spirituality and healing.

In the start of the game, we see Shana being taken away and held captive in a prison. Luckily, she doesn't stay for long, but her bold escape makes her a highly wanted fugitive on the run. The light in the Communion card glowls eerily like the moonlight beaming on her head, spotlighting her power. In doing so, it held her bound by something difficult to understand but otherwise highly influenced by it. You've actually been through much more than people around you may realize. It can become a habit not to let those past pains rub against the periods of light conversation and casual silence. So it's easier to put on a façade of being happy-go-lucky rather than show the real three--no, four-dimensionality of your being. A key has unlocked the mask and it's crumbling apart. When that truer side shows, are you able to trust the ones who see it? What side of your personality are you drawn towards showing the most?

Your Moonology card is on the dot: You are good enough exactly as you are! I see a natural and effortless appeal when you're simply being yourself with others, but from a soft and affable perspective. Being kind isn't the same as the toxic positivity version of "niceness"; even the brightest lights cast tall shadows, so integration will bring in relationships that are more authentic and easy. Shana, too, had a strong magnetic draw to everyone around her. Since everyone in the world is different, that interest may look different on some people, some good others bad. But overall being yourself creates more psychic protection than it does vulnerability. I would strongly recommend shielding and protection exercises if you do energy work, and learn to discern and cut ties with those who may be fascinated in you for the wrong reasons. The ones who are meant to stick around will be the ones who accept you for your light and and dark phases.

Shana had to be firm about being on the battlefield, fighting alongside her friends. Many of them were a bit too protective of her, but she stubbornly knew what she was capable of, and in fact was capable of even more. You are free from the perceptions of the world at large; if they can't understand your power, how could they possibly have any final say in who you are? Being soft, feminine, and caring is not just compatible with autonomy, wisdom, strength, and joy, it uplifts those qualities. See how much you can do when you believe in the very dreams and goals you speak out into the universe. Lavitz, her comrade, was quoted saying that through her imprisonment "She grew up. She was alone in a hell like place." You are vastly hardier than you look, like water off a duck's back. You have spirit and luck on your side, whether or not you're aware. And when all's said and done, the people, even the ones who first doubted you, will be inspired by your growth.

Disc 4 🍃

XVIII Moon, 4 of Coins, 10 of Coins, XI Justice; Moon, Open Your Mind, Desert - Vision Quest, Full Moon Taurus - Your dreams need a practical plan

How's it going, pile 4? Your card spread blew my mind at first because your mystery being revealed is, with the moon… [drumroll] … a mystery! Yeah, I know. I understand if that frustrates you a bit. Here's the thing: I flipped over your Untamed oracle for clarification, and I got the Moon card again! What are the odds? So this is something really special, a true surprise for you. Revealing it now will somehow spoil it for you. I sense this because I've had to dance around writing in major spoilers to this pile to provide extra context. Since we have two Coins cards here, I'm suggesting this surprise will be revealed in the area of physical health or finances, possibly even the home. It could also be for something like a project to which you're very dedicated.

Before I started looking at your cards, I remembered Lavitz's greatest character trait, which was his sense of loyalty. He was not only dedicated to his kingdom and king as a knight under oath, but he demonstrated incredible devotion to his friends and teammates, Even when he didn't know the other person for a long time, he forged new bonds quickly and with candor. He was completely and utterly dedicated to his cause and whatever he put his mind to. Interestingly, the Moon oracle card talks about the Moon's loyalty to the Earth through orbiting it. Notice the craters on the moon as it shock absorbs what could have gone towards the Earth? Part of the mystery being revealed has to involve looking at how aligned you feel about your cause. Do you feel it is worth it to take these little dents like losing sleep and peace of mind in order to get by? Are you foregoing your own needs for the sake of helping others out of duty? Without revealing too much, the Moons in this spread, because of the context of the game's story, represent some form of self-destructive behavior that needs to be confronted with and mended.

The Desert seems to show a thirst for self care and inner healing, like a despairing land offering no reprieve from hellish distortion. Kinda like a city he finds himself lost in later in the game. Acknowledge that this is calling your attention to deep and important needs, even if it's a five minute break for a glass of water. Desert also talks about amplification, so caring for yourself will amplify your intentions. You need to take back your positive aspect of loyalty and turn it around for your personal benefit. It's time to refill your cup in whatever part of your life this is affecting most. I see that the harder you try to show your devotion, the harder it will be to see it fully through if you're not taking care of your own end. Especially if you're helping others with things they could be doing themselves. You may be loyal to your job, for example, but one week you may be asked to fill more shifts than you can handle. With the Justice card, the mystery being revealed has to do with you drawing the line somewhere in order to restore your energy and sense of self again.

Open Your Mind suggests taking a step back and seeing outside the scope of your normal duties; who are you when you're not actively going and doing? Where do you feel the pressure to self sacrifice for the happiness of others? Break free from limiting beliefs telling you that you have to always please people. Give yourself the chance to be nourished by what you love. Feed yourself some comfort food, the kind you grew up with at home, the meal you could rely upon when everything else was hard. Surround yourself with familiarity when things become too much. This is the start of finding the balance between caring for one's inner needs while also helping the collective. That's the state of 10 of Coins: having enough for one and all.

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[jaredpadonlyyyy]

FUCK ME, SLOWLY

SMUT , SMUTTY, SMUT

D. WINCHESTER x Y/N

Warning: P IN V, FEMALE AND MALE ORAL, UNPROTECTED SEX (wrap it up!)

Dean and Sam had been on a hunt about vampires and what not. Y/n is a 34 year old mother whose husband died 3 years ago. And some agents had come to her home to ask her questions about the kidnapping of her friend/ co-worker. Since she’s been missing for a few days now. “I’m sorry, agent. I haven’t seen her since the last time I worked with her.” She told them. “Was she acting strange, you know before she was kidnapped?” The handsome man with the dirty blonde hair asked her as she shook her head. “No, she was normal as always. Always upbeat, and very outgoing.” She told him.

“Do you know if she’ll be okay?” She asked him as he sighed. “We’ll let you know as soon as we know.” He told her and she nodded her head. “Okay, Mrs. Y/ L/N. That would be all.” The taller one told her as she stood up to walk them out the door. “Thank you so much agents, please inform me when you find her.” She told them as the shorter one nodded at her as he gave her a kind smile as they both walked out her home. Y/ N was kind of scared because of the fact that all the girls that were getting kidnapped fitted her description. But she had no other choice to go to work. It’s how she kept a shelter over her daughter’s head. She sighed and she got ready to go to work.

So, after she dropped off Serena off with the babysitter off she went to work. Y/N was walking to the diner she worked in and suddenly she was hit behind her head making her completely blackout.

Y/N woke up with a gasp as she looked around the place she was in. She was in an abandoned barn. “Hello?” She called out as she groaned trying to touch the back of her head but found out she was tied up. “What the hell?” She whispered and she was trying to get out of the ropes. “Hello, beautiful.” A voice said making her head snap up to the new voice. “Who the fuck are you?” She asked as her body shook. She was so scared. “You, my love.” The man said as he walked over to her. “Are dinner.” He said.

“No.” She whimpered as she tried harder to get out of the restraints she was in. “Let me go!” She said to the man as she wiggled her body. “No can do.” He said to her as she cried out. “Please, someone help!” She yelled but the man just laughed at her attempt for help. “No one can hear you.” He told her smirking.

“Think again, blood sucker.” Said a familiar deep voice from behind the man. The man didn’t get a chance to turn around when he was decapitated. Y/N gasped in horror and she looked up seeing the agent from earlier. “Agent?” She asked as he walked over to her. She tried backing away in fear but he puts his hands up showing her he was no threat to her. She lets out a cry as he untied her. “That.” He said as he points at the man. “Was a vampire.” He told her as she scoffs in disbelief. “Yeah right.” She told him as she rubs her wrist as she looked at the dead body.

So, he told her everything of the supernatural and she, for some reason believed him. Y/N called her babysitter, seeing it was morning telling her she had to take an extra shift and she told her it was okay, to take her time and not hurry. So, Y/N learned the real names of the men that saved her life. She learned that their names were Sam and Dean Winchester.

They sat on her couch after they took her to pick up her daughter. It was still dark outside and she really needed a drink after the night she had. Sam said he wanted to call it a night and head back to his room. Dean, was about to go with him but Y/N begged him to stay with her as she was scared they would come.

“And so my husband died three years ago and I’ve been alone since.” She slurred buzzed. She knew Serena won’t wake up until later in the morning so, a few drinks didn’t hurt anybody. If Y/N was being honest. She felt so lonely and in need to blow off some steam. She looked over at Dean and he looked back at her. Dean, had been in purgatory for a year. Hasn’t been with anyone in over a year and since he got back. And he wouldn’t deny Y/N if she wanted him. She was beautiful, and very single at that.

Y/N got up from the couch and went to go sit down next to Dean. His forest green eyes not leaning her eyes. “I feel so lonely.” She said as he just looked at her. Y/N started to unbutton her uniform knowing she didn’t have a bra over her uniform. She never wore one. She didn’t like them. Her chest popped out and his eyes looked at her hardened nipples as she stood up. She shook off her uniform letting it fall to the floor of her living room, leaving her in only in her pink thong. She pulled off her thong throwing it to the side as Dean quietly watched her as he started to get a hard one as he looked at the beautiful woman.

His hand went over to his pants pushing down his boner, groaning as she turns around, bending down giving him a view of her glistening pussy. “Beautiful.” Dean whispered as she looked back standing back up with her uniform in her hands throwing it to the side. Dean, grabbed her hand and immediately pulled her onto his lap. Crashing each other’s lips against one another as she pants rolling her hips trying to relief some pressure she felt between her legs as she kissed the man. Dean hugged her waist and laid her on the couch pulling away from the kiss as he stood up getting fully undressed. He pulled down his boxer shorts making his dick pop straight up making her hum at his size. Dean, leaned back down kissing her neck and down to the valley of her chest and to her nipples. But she pulled him back. “I still breastfeed.” She said panting as he nods his head and kisses down her stomach his face ending in between legs.

Dean spreads her folds getting a view of how wet and pink her pussy was. His pointer finger circling her clit making her gasp in pure pleasure as her back arched. It’s been way too long since she’s had any type of pleasure. “Ah, fuck.” She whispered quivering as he played with her clit. Her legs over his shoulder as they shook. Y/N moaned louder as she felt his tongue on her clit flickering his tongue making her a mess.

Deans fingers entered her tight pussy making her let out a silent scream as he started fingering her in and out, in and out. His fingers curling on her G-spot. Her back arched her legs spreading even wider as her jaw dropped open, her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she finally lets out a long loud moan. “Aaahh!” She shook, her whole body shaking so intensely as she hasn’t orgasmed in 3 years after her husband died.

“God! Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh god!” She yelled as she wrapped her fingers around his hair bringing deeper as she rode out her intense high as Dean just slobbered her pussy, her walls fluttering around his thick long fingers. Finally she slumped on the couch panting as her eyes closed, a satisfied smile on her face as he pulled out his fingers making her gasp.

Dean stood back up, licking his fingers of her orgasm. And then wiped his mouth as it was filled with how much orgasm she left him with around his mouth. “Fuck, that was hot.” Dean said as Y/N looks at his throbbing cock, leaking so much with pre-cum. She could see how turned on he was from how she had released on his face. Y/N sat up getting in front of the standing hunter, coming face to face with the head of his cock. It was so red and begging for some release. Y/N looked up at him as she puts her hands on his hips, and kissed the tip of his cock making him groan softly as it twitched. Y/N puts the tip in her mouth and sucked on it making the hunter let out a moan as his eyes closed. He hasn’t gotten any kind of action since he came out from purgatory so if he came fast, it’s because it’s been a whole damn year.

Dean let’s out a loud moan closing his eyes letting his head fall back as she took him all in and bobbed her head up and down on him making his hips buckle as his hand found her hair tangling his fingers in her hair and bobbed her head making the hunter grunt as he fucked her mouth. “Fuck.” He breathed out as he tries not to release in her mouth as he wanted to fuck her so hard. But it was becoming impossible to do so.

So, he pulled her hair making her let go of his throbbing cock as he panted. “What’s wrong?” She asked him as he looked down at her swollen pink lips. “If I let you continue, I will cum.” He told her as she nods her head understanding. Instead he picked her up from the couch turning her around. He kissed her shoulders making her head tilt to the side to give him more access to her neck as he grazed his teeth on her neck. Chills erupted all over her body at the feeling of his teeth grazing her neck. She could also feel his very hard dick behind her as he rolled his hips

Y/N gasped as Dean bends her down. His cock poking her entrance teasing her as he slides his dick on her folds making her moan. Finally he slowly entered her making them both moan at the pleasure taking over their bodies. “Ah my god!” She moaned. Dean kept filling her all the way as he tightened his grip on her hips as he panted at how tight she felt.

“God, you feel so tight.” He said breathing heavily as she looked back at him. Dean, pulled her up from her hair, her back against his chest. “You can move.” She then whispered as he rolled his hips. “Aah!” She lets out a broken moan as she felt him hit her G-spot. He pulled his cock out, leaving just his head inside and he slammed back inside making Y/N let out a very loud moan as he himself moan against her ear as he did it again and again and again. “Fuck, Dean!” She screamed out as he started to pick up his pace his hips slapping against hers as both of them moaned.

Dean pulled out of her pussy about to try and lay her down but she pushed him down to the floor as she crashed her lips against his in a lustful kiss. And he did not mind. Y/N got on top of Dean pulling away from the kiss. She lifted herself up and grabbed his cock putting it at her entrance and slides down as Dean hissed. Y/N started to roll her hips moaning as her hands went up to her chest her head thrown back as she played with her own nipples making Dean groan seeing the woman enjoying herself on him. She opened her eyes looking into his as she slowly rolls her hips. Dean didn’t mind about the fact that they were taking their time. Nice and slowly, he was really enjoying it. It’s something he has not really enjoyed with a woman ever. She was so damn sexy.

Y/N up from her knees, supporting herself on his chest and started to bounce on him making the hunter whimper as she bounced faster on him his eyes falling close as his hands grabbed her hips, he bends his legs and stared to slam into her at a fast pace. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, fuck! Don’t stop!” She squealed as she started to shake. Dean took that to his advantage and flipped her on her back as she gasped slamming his cock inside of her as her walls tightened around his cock making his head fall onto her neck as her kept on moaning, and grunting. “Aaah!!” Y/N saw white spots as she came around Deans cock her walls fluttering as she shook in pure undeniable pleasure. “God!!” She arched her back.

That made Dean gasped his eyes widening as he lets go. “Aargh!!” Deans cock twitched as he released his seed into her. “Fuck!” The hunter groaned loudly as he slammed his cock hard making her gasp as they ride out their orgasms. Dean slowed down grunting.

He slumped on top of her breathing heavily against her neck as he stayed still inside of her.

He kissed her neck lightly as she hugged him letting their breathing settle and their heart rates slow down from the amazing time they had. “Whew.” Dean said pulling himself up looking down at her as they both smiled. “It’s been a while.” He said as he pulled out making Y/N gasp softly as he rolled over to her side.

“That was amazing” she said as he looked over at her. “Yeah, it was.” He told her smiling.

They both ended up on the couch naked both had fallen asleep cuddled with satisfied smiles on their faces. It’s something Y/N hasn’t felt in 3 years. It’s something that the love of her life used to make her feel, she felt alive, alive for the first time in 3 years.

Y/N slowly opened her eyes a few hours later and still felt the man next to her. His chest rising softly up and down and she looked up seeing him still asleep. She looked over at the time and it was 9 in the morning meaning that Serena wasn’t waking up until another hour. So, Y/N sat up slowly trying not to wake him up getting in between his legs grabbing his soft dick and started pumping it making it get hard.

She puts it in her mouth fully making the hunter gasp awake as he felt her mouth on him making him moan. As he bobbed her head up and down so fast.

Y/N walked Dean over to the door with Serena in her arms. He ate, they fucked two more times and out the door he went refreshed after an amazing night. “You got my number, right?” He asked her as she gave him a smile and a nod as Serena babbled next to her. “Call me.” He told her as she blushed at him.

Smiling she closed the door as she felt more alive than she’s felt in such a long time.

[httpvomitello]

You don't mess with our sister *⁠.⁠✧

Request: Hello! I would be interested in how the turtle brothers and dad Splinter would be. What if their little sister dated an abusive boyfriend?

TW: mentions of toxic relationship, aggression, aggressive boyfriend

The family had noticed the changes in you for weeks. Normally upbeat and quick to laugh, you’d become quieter, more reserved, and you always seemed just a little on edge. The spark that had once been so distinctly you was fading, but whenever anyone asked, you’d wave it off with a tired smile.

The first to catch on was Mikey. You’d always had an easy relationship with him, so when he noticed you flinching or brushing him off whenever he asked about your boyfriend, he knew something was up. He tried gently at first, coming up with plans to take you away from your boyfriend or slyly joking about “that punk boyfriend of yours” to see how you’d respond. But each time, you brushed it off, insisting everything was fine, despite the bruises you always tried to hide and the excuses you’d make for them.

Raph was next. He had a sixth sense for danger, and his anger flared whenever he saw you shrinking away from your own family or flinching at sudden movements. He was relentless, trying to get you to admit what was going on, but you’d grown defensive. “Just stay out of it!” you’d shout, but he wasn’t easily deterred. He knew something was wrong, and he was determined to protect you—whether you wanted his help or not.

Then there was Leo, watching the situation carefully. He’d seen Mikey and Raph struggle to reach you, and it tore him apart seeing his little sister like this. He wanted to help but knew that pressuring you might push you further away. Instead, he tried reaching you through quiet moments, asking if there was anything he could do or gently reminding you that you always had family here for you, no matter what.

And then there was Donnie. He’d been piecing things together in his own way. The tech-savvy genius had taken note of your boyfriend’s patterns, his social media presence, and everything he could find about him. Donnie didn’t push you as hard as the others, but he kept a close watch, knowing that he’d need to act fast if things took a turn for the worse.

Finally, it was Splinter who sat down with you one evening, his voice gentle but his eyes firm with concern. “My child,” he said softly, “I have taught you much, including strength and courage. I know you carry burdens we do not yet understand. But you do not carry them alone.”

As you finally broke down, telling them everything about the abuse, the room changed. Leo’s jaw clenched, Raph’s fists tightened, and even Donnie and Mikey exchanged dark glances.

"I’ll find him," Raph growled, his voice low and deadly. “And he’ll wish he’d never laid eyes on you.”

Mikey’s usual grin was gone, replaced by a steely resolve. “Nobody hurts my little sister and walks away from it,” he muttered, cracking his knuckles. “It’s payback time.”

Leo placed a steadying hand on Raph’s shoulder, but his eyes were as fierce as the rest of them. “We need to be smart about this. We’re not just going to hurt him. We’re going to make sure he never sees (Y/N) again.”

Donnie adjusted his glasses, his voice unusually cold. “Don’t worry. I'll track him down in a sec.”

Splinter, who had been sitting beside you, gave each of his sons a calm but knowing nod. “Remember, my sons—do what you must to protect your family, but do not become the very thing you despise.”

As you watched, they disappeared into the night, slipping out of the lair and into the shadows of the city.

They split up as they approached the boyfriend’s apartment, each taking a position around the building. Leo held up his hand, signaling for silence.

“We go in quietly,” he whispered. “We’ll give him one chance to leave her alone. If he refuses…well, then we make sure he gets the message.”

Mikey grinned, though it was a far cry from his usual warmth. “Oh, he’s gonna get the message, alright.”

With a nod, Raph kicked the door open, sending it crashing against the wall. The guy jumped up from his couch, stumbling as he tried to scramble away, but Donnie was already blocking his path.

“Going somewhere?” Donnie asked, voice low and menacing.

He looked around, his eyes wide with fear as he took in the sight of the turtles closing in on him. “What…what are you freaks?” he stammered, backing up until his back hit the wall.

Raph stepped forward, towering over him, his expression dark. “We’re her brothers, and you’re the guy who thought he could put his hands on her.” He cracked his knuckles, leaning closer. “You ever hear of karma?”

“W-Who? Y-You mean... Do you mean (Y/N)? Look, I…I didn’t mean—” the guy started, but Mikey cut him off.

“Save it,” Mikey spat. “You think you can just hurt her and get away with it? Not on our watch.”

Leo held up a hand, signaling for his brothers to stand back for a moment. He looked the guy in the eye, his gaze unwavering. “This is how it’s going to go. You’re going to leave her alone. Forever. If you so much as think about coming near her again, you’ll be dealing with us.”

He gulped, nodding frantically. “Okay…okay, I’ll leave her alone! I swear!”

Donnie raised an eyebrow, not convinced. “Words don’t mean much coming from someone like you. But if you break this promise, we’ll know.”

With a final glare, Leo nodded to his brothers, who turned to leave, but not before Raph leaned in close one last time. “If I hear you’ve have you been texting her or something? I’ll be back. And trust me, you don’t want that.”

As they left, they felt a grim satisfaction, knowing they’d done what was necessary to protect you. They returned home that night, slipping back into the lair, each one’s expression softened as they saw you waiting for them.

Leo said, his voice calm. “He won’t be bothering you anymore.”

You ran into his arms, relief flooding over you as Mikey and Raph ruffled your hair. Even Donnie managed a small smile, his voice gentle as he reassured you, “We’re here for you. Always.”

Splinter watched from the sidelines, a hint of pride in his eyes. His pride in his family only grew as he knew he had raised his boys the right way.

[zerokurokawa]

I absolutely love your writing so I'm back for more!

I really like the whole song prompt idea since I usually listen to music while scrolling through here so I wanna keep that going.

This one is gonna be based on I'd Rather Go Blind by Etta James (or by Beyoncé up to you)

Im think cheater!bonten!Ran x singer!reader, where reader has known for a long time about ran's cheating but decides to not leave him. Reader would eventually have to perform the song (the one above) infront of bonten. I feel like when Ran finally realizes the song is about him he would try his hardest to push through the rest of the performance, he's ofc infront of Mikey and the others so he would try to stay and act nonchalant but wouldn't be able to due to all the staring coming from Mikey. (I also feel like the entirety of bonten would see reader as a sweetheart who's just trying to make it through) I feel like they wouldn't be fazed by his cheating but more so surprised about him cheating on reader of all things yk?

Omg that's a lot but I truly believe you can bring it too life!

(also please feel better soon!!!)

I'd Rather Go Blind | Bonten!Ran x Reader (Cheating) </3

You were talented, exquisite, poise, and perfect all around. How could this have happened to you? Finding out through the great vine of people and connections you had that Ran, your long time boyfriend, had been fooling around on you was not supposed to be apart of your life's story. Being a club owner had its perks, you supposed as you thought about the copious amount of women he came across while partying and running the damn thing. 

You often performed at this very club. You sang like an angel sent down straight from heaven and Ran often paid you extra on the nights that you took over to perform. People from all over the city would come and see you and they knew you by name, asking if you were the that was going to be putting on a show tonight. You were practically famous in Roppongi. 

Yet here you were, begging yourself to get it together after reading the messages that were sent to you anonymously through text about Ran messing around. You had a show to put on tonight, everybody was going to be there as well. As you gathered yourself together and looked in the mirror, a small tear fell from your left eye and landed on your cheek. You dabbed it off with a napkin and whispered to yourself, "Showtime". 

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There, on stage in an elegant evening gown, you stood. Smiling and greeting everyone while the thoughts of him being with another woman ran through your mind. You had told the backstage crew already which song you were going to sing, and it was a ballad towards your lost love. 

The music began and you saw Ran sitting in the crowd, smile glistening at you as you were his pride and joy. Disgust came across your face, as you noticed he had not a single clue that you knew. 

Something told me it was over When I saw you and her talkin' Something deep down in my soul said, 'Cry, girl' When I saw you and that girl walkin' around...

You continued to sing, watching as Ran was starting to shift uncomfortably in his seat. His face remained nonchalant as you reached the chorus of the song. Mikey and Rindou, who were sitting next to him, noticed his behavior and began to stare, questioning his nervous antics. 

I would rather, I would rather go blind boy Than to see you walk away from me child, and all...

Ran would finally get the hint, the song was directed towards him as he saw the anger begin to spread across your face. The lyrics, the body language, everything... he knew that you knew. 

So you see, I love you so much That I don't want to watch you leave me baby Most of all, I just don't, I just don't want to be free no...

It was this verse alone that made Ran stand up to leave. He had enough of the guilt, the embarrassment. He knew that Mikey and the others knew. He knew that you normally only performed upbeat pop songs, yet, you had chosen a ballad of lost love to call him out on his bullshit. 

And baby, baby, I would rather, I would rather be blind boy Than to see you walk away, see you walk away from me, yeah Baby, baby, baby, I'd rather be blind now...

As you reached the end of the song, Ran was left standing at the corner of the club. By the door, he waited until the last line. Once he heard it, he slammed open the door and walked out, leaving you on stage with a large crowd cheering for you. You had conveyed the message of your broken heart.

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Ran had snuck up behind you in the back of the club in your dressing room. He had tears in hi eyes but strangely enough, a blank look on his face. 

"It's over, isn't it?" He finally spoke as you looked at him through your mirror. 

"I'm afraid it is, Ran." 

"Would you ever let me explain myself? Would you ever let me redeem myself?" He begged. 

You couldn't speak. You were at complete loss for words as he tried to wrap his arms around you. Three years were down the drain. 

"No..." You said quietly. He unwrapped his arms and stood back. You looked up, eyes watering and makeup starting to run. You looked so beautiful when you cried, like a weeping angel with the voice of a siren. 

"Please... Y/n..." He begged once more. 

"Leave, Ran." He did as you said, but not without turning around once more to look at you; taking in all of your beauty. 

(A/N: I'm feeling a lot better, hope you enjoy this! It broke my heart just to write it.)

[kayla-kloudz]

Imperfectly Perfect

Chapter Eleven: Some Ice Cream

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The girls continued to sit in the sand, the waves crashing softly in the background, the air thick with the scent of salt and sunscreen. Kelsey was chatting animatedly about her favorite beach spots, while Emma listened, a small smile tugging at her lips. For a moment, just a brief moment, it felt almost normal—like she was just a girl at the beach with her friends. A sliver of normalcy in a world that was anything but.

But that fleeting sense of peace was shattered when a group of Kook guys wandered into the area. They were loud, their voices easily carrying over the sound of the waves, their designer sunglasses and high-end clothes standing out starkly against the relaxed atmosphere of the Cut. As soon as they saw Sienna, their eyes lit up, and they made a beeline for her.

Sienna’s gaze flicked over to them, a slow smirk forming on her lips. Emma could almost hear the wheels turning in Sienna’s head as she exchanged a few words with them, the flirtation in her tone obvious. Emma’s stomach turned slightly, the familiar discomfort rising up in her chest.

One of the guys, tall, with bleached blonde hair and an obnoxious ego, stepped closer, practically leaning into Sienna’s space. “Hey, Sienna,” he said, his voice dripping with casual confidence. “What’s up? We’re heading to the tennis courts, You wanna join?”

Emma watched as Sienna’s gaze flicked between the group of guys and the girls she’d been hanging out with. After a moment, she gave a light shrug, her smirk never fading. “Sure. I’m not doing much here anyway.” She looked back at Kelsey. Kelsey raised an eyebrow. “Hey what about us?” She grumbled.

Sienna gave a dismissive wave, her tone breezy. “ I’ll catch up with you later. Kelc” Sierra gave the girls a wink before standing up and following the boys without a second glance at Emma.

The shift in the air was immediate. Emma blinked, surprised at how quickly Sienna had just dismissed the both of them. Kelsey’s face fell slightly, her eyes narrowing as she watched Sienna leave. Emma could feel the disappointment radiating off Kelsey, the silence between them now more prominent than.

Kelsey let out a deep sigh and picked at the sand, clearly trying to hide her frustration. “She does that sometimes,” Kelsey muttered, seemingly more to herself than to Emma. Her tone was quieter now, her usual cheeriness gone. “One minute, she’s acting like she’s your best friend, and the next, she’s leaving you behind for a quick hookup.” Kelsey’s voice wavered slightly, a crack in her polished facade that Emma hadn’t seen before.

Emma glanced at her, unsure of what to say. Kelsey always sounded so confident and in control. Seeing her like this almost felt like a breath of fresh air. Before Emma could react or try to comfort her, Kelsey quickly masked her emotions, flashing a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. She stood up, brushing the sand off her legs with a practiced ease. 

“Anyway, enough about her,” she said, her voice shifting back to its usual upbeat tone, though Emma could hear the strain behind it. “Come on, we’re going to the best ice cream shop in town.” She grinned but emma caught the almost angry emphasise on her words. She is probably annoyed at what Sienna said, Emma thought. 

She knew exactly where Kelsey was talking about and her stomach twisted at the thought of going to the Cut. That was the one place she was explicitly told to stay away from. The Cut was home to the Pogues, home to JJ…

“Ice cream?” Emma raises an eyebrow, trying to keep her voice steady despite the uneasy feeling building in her chest as she follos kelsey off the beach and down the road.

Kelsey’s eyes lit up, the Kelsey Emma has come to know is back, as energetic as ever. “Oh my god, it’s amazing. You won’t believe the flavors they have. I practically live there when I’m not at the beach or doing... Kook things.” She winked, her playful side returning, oblivious to Emma’s hesitation. 

Emma chuckled softly, but the laugh felt hollow. A small part of her wanted to refuse, to tell Kelsey that she couldn’t go, that it wasn’t worth the risk. But she couldn’t ruin kelsy’s excitement, so instead, she stood up, brushing the sand off her legs. She forced a smile. “Alright, I’m in. Lead the way.”

As they walked toward the ice cream shop, the warm golden light of the setting sun casting long shadows on the sand, Emma couldn’t shake the nervousness in her stomach. She had been told so many times to avoid this part of town, to stay away from the people here. But now, she was walking right into it, her mind racing with the consequences she ould face if she was caught.

Her feet felt heavy, but Kelsey’s energy pulled her forward, making her feel lighter, even if just for a moment. Emma could feel the weight of the day’s tension slowly slip away, but in its place, a a small flicker of fear.

As they reached the parking lot, Kelsey nudged Emma with her elbow, her voice bright with excitement. “I promise, you won’t regret this,” she said, her smile wide and genuine. “I mean, who can resist ice cream?”

Emma smiles in return, but she can still feel the thin veil over the anxiety gnawing at her. “I guess we’ll see how good the ‘towns best ie crem’ really is,” she said jokes, trying to ignore the unease that was still pressing against her chest.

The ice cream shops parking lot was calmer than she expected, the hum of conversation was light and the sound of engines idling filled the air. The ice cream shop was small, walls painted in cream colored paint that was chipping off. An ice cream shaped sign ung by the door painted in bright pastel colors. Emma’s eyes were drawn to the sign of the ice cream shop, it was bright and colorful against the darkening atmosphere as the sun slowly lowers in the sky. It looked inviting, pulling her in like a small oasis, but Emma couldn’t escape the nagging thought that maybe this was crossing a line. Emma shook her head slightly, pushing away those nagging thoughts. Just relax Em, everything will be just fine she reassured herself.

Kelsey opened the door, the bell above them chiming. The familiar sweet scent of waffle cones and chocolate that wafted through the air instantly greeted Emma’s senses.

“Welcome to heaven,” Kelsey said dramatically, her excitement infectious as they stepped inside.

Emma took a deep breath, her worries slowly draining away. She wasn’t sure what she’d expected, but the cool air of the ice cream shop was a welcome distraction. For a few moments, she didn’t have to think about the Kooks, or Sienna, or the weight of her parent's expectations. All she had to worry about was what flavor to pick.

[trikruismybitch]

This is a prompt i found in my drafts kinda like a really bad put together fic but enjoy lol

Wanda x Reader where they grew up together and went to struckers experience both thankfully surviving, Y/n has shapeshifting abilities like beast-boy & Martian manhunter so she can heal faster then a normal human, that’s why Pietro's alive bc she jumped infront of him.

Anyways, after Ultron Y/n kinda closes in on herself after almost dying (Wanda & Y/n are dating have been for awhile) She’s not smiling as bright or making jokes or pulling pranks like usual. Wanda drifts away from her thinking Y/n needed time by herself and she gets closer to Vision. Y/n sees this and pulls away even more bc she sees the way Wanda looks at him and it breaks her heart.

Pietro notices Y/n pulling away and takes her out to an arcade where they can just mess around and have fun. They’re eating pizza when he brings up that he has been noticing her pulling away from him and when he mentions Wanda she stiffens.

Pietro notices and asks if something happened between them and she says no but that’s the problem.

She tells him how she knows Wanda isn’t in love with her anymore how whenever she has free time she spends it with Vision.

How she does all the things she used to do with Y/n with Vision instead. Pietro’s heart breaks seeing Y/n cry and break down in his arms.

She’s always been like a big sister to him and it makes him angry at Wanda for treating her this way.

Even with Hydra Y/n kept her nonchalant dorky upbeat attitude always trying to bring light on such a dark time in their life’s and to see her break bc of Wanda hurt him.

When they get home Wanda and vision are cooking with them really close to each other Y/n leaves saying she needs to work off steam and Pietro walks toward them and tells Vision he needs to talk to Wanda (is totally rude to him too)

Wanda gets upset at the way he talks to him but pietro just speeds them away to his room confronts her about how she’s been acting with/ Y/n

Wanda realizes it but when Pietro asks Wanda if she still loves Y/n she realizes she doesn’t not in that way anymore.

Pietro looks disappointed in his sister and just leaves Wanda goes to find Y/n cuz they needs talk and she finds her in the gym sparring with Nat (them totaling getting their asses handed to them but Nats teaching her how to fight) she asks if she can talk to her and Nat leaves them.

They talk and Wanda spills how she’s feeling. “Yeah, I kinda figured it out a few weeks ago” she shrugs but inside her hearts shredding into pieces

“Does he make you happy?” Wanda says yes

“That’s all I want Wanda, that’s all I’ve ever wanted. If he makes you happy and treats you right who am I to stand in your way of happiness?”

Wanda tears up and hugs Y/n “Go get him!” y/n says with a strained smile but Wanda doesn't notice

Wanda leaves to tell Vision not noticing how Y/n’s world has just collapsed on top of itself. Pietro finds her that night chugging a bottle of whiskey. With another already empty.

“She doesn’t love me anymore” and then she breaks down, “I can’t stay here Pietro. I got an offer about a month ago from a man named Charles Xavier. They want me to go down and live with them at a mutant school says he can help me with my powers. At first I wasn’t going to take it because of you and Wanda but I don’t think I can be here Peet...I love you like my own brother and if you need me to stay here I will but-"

“No. If you need to leave I support you. You’ve always been here and protected us—me. Now it’s time you do something for yourself.”

Y/n talks to Natasha, Tony, and Steve about it and they agree that the Mutant schools the best.

As Y/n’s getting packed to leave Wanda barges in “You can’t leave!”

“I have to, it’s what’s best for me.”

“Is this because of me? You told me you wanted me to be happy! You leaving isn’t making me happy!”

“It’s not because of you” okay that’s a lie but it also wasn’t fully because of Wanda just mostly “The mutant school is what’s best for me. I have so much I have to learn with my powers and they can help. I do want you to be happy Wanda but what about my happiness?”

“Your right. I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do without you.”

“Pietros here and you’ll have Vision you’ll be alright.” Wanda internally flinches but knows you're right

She hugs Y/n “Don’t forget to call me”

“I will.” She never does.

[Not Proof Read]

[dr-futbol-blog]

Letters from Pegasus, Pt. 2

While McKay returns to his lab to work on the plan, Sheppard finds himself something to occupy himself with. We find them in the control platform with Zelenka, looking at the long-range sensor read-out of the wraith ships and Zelenka's projection on their probable route toward Atlantis. Sheppard actually tells Weir: "Teyla and I were just deciding which planet to go to." That is, Sheppard and Teyla had been discussing what to do while a member of their team is otherwise occupied, and since they could not ask McKay to give them information, they had roped in Zelenka. Weir had joined them some time after. Their plan was to do a recon mission

I'll draw your attention to the fact that Sheppard once more has his hand between himself and Weir. He also does not turn his body toward her as he speaks to her, only his head. Most of the conversation he keeps his eyes fixed on the screen like that is where his focus is, and that's where his focus should be, too. Zelenka, Teyla, Weir and Sheppard are all acting like normal people, co-workers discussing work. Especially Sheppard and Zelenka's interaction lets us contrast his behaviour with a scientist with his scientist.

And I know that I'm belabouring the point, but see how he gestures with his hand like he is subconsciously establishing a perimetre there between himself and Weir.

There is something off about Sheppard's tone in this scene. Like he's putting up some kind of a pretense either for Weir or for all of them. What ever he is actually feeling at this time, he is concealing it underneath this charming, boyish persona. Like he's purposefully trying to keep his demeanor light--and this might just be a response to the wraith approaching, as he is standing in front of the screen that displays their approach while he acts this way. The fact that Teyla's voice shakes as though she is suppressing fear when she points to the planet where the wraith will be attacking next just highlights the false nature of Sheppard's upbeat attitude.

We are once again reminded of the fact that Sheppard is quite sharp:

Weir: How do you expect to reach them in a Puddle Jumper? Sheppard: We fly to a Stargate en route that Zelenka thinks they're gonna drop out of hyperspace and we watch ‘em pass by. Weir: That's good. Sheppard: Well, I have my moments.

He says that he has his moments in order to downplay his intelligence in current company. It's one thing for McKay to know he could have passed the Mensa test but there is really no tactical advantage in letting people know just how smart you are. Weir tells them to come back before McKay is done and Sheppard has no problem with this because he probably hadn't even planned to stay gone longer than McKay is occupied:

Sheppard: Stealth mode. They won't even know we're there. Weir: OK. Go. Get what intel you can and get back--before Rodney sends his message. I need the both of you here. Sheppard: Won't even stop at the duty free!

Sheppard has a physical reaction to Weir mentioning Rodney by name. As soon as she says the name, he looks to his right and shifts his footing. He doesn't appear to look at anything in particular, doesn't necessarily have even time to think about anything in particular, but it is interesting that his body has an automated response just to the mention of McKay.

Weir issues Sheppard an order not to take on the wraith on his own and this, once more, seems like her overstepping her post. This is very much a military matter and it should be up to Sheppard's discretion what should be done about it. Still, she issues a direct order and he even acknowledges that the order was received which is relevant for later. However, he also lies to Weir and while we have seen him lie many times before, here we are asked to pay attention to it through his facial expression.

Weir tells her not to take on wraith ships "on yourself". Sheppard confirms that he will not take on an alien armada single-handed. While he looks to his side at Teyla. He says "single-handed", then looks at Teyla, and only then confirms the order. Because, while he may not be planning on doing anything drastic at this particular moment, he is keeping his options open. And if it just so happened that they were called to do something, doing it with Teyla is not doing it single-handed. It's a loop-hole. It is acknowledging the letter of the law but not the law itself.

Weir is not military and clearly does not know how to issue direct orders. And here, we see Sheppard retain his option for seeing things a little different if need be, to keep the option of making his own calls. Also note that you have to be able to read Sheppard's expression to understand what actually happens in the scene. It's a visual cue that is a key to interpreting the dialogue.

It is somewhat odd that Ford does not seem to be a part of their plan and is not going on the mission with them. Ordinarily, they would all go but currently McKay is otherwise occupied. And yes, obviously Ford needs to stay back to be able to record everyone's messages but he has not been assigned the task yet so he has no motivation for staying behind. The only explanation for him not accompanying them is that Sheppard leaves him behind to make sure McKay is safe while he is away. This imminent threat looming over them, he is not taking any chances. There is also a really big marine standing guard during the meeting of the senior staff later on which we've never seen happen before so clearly Sheppard has been taking precautions. And this guy seems to be keeping an eye on McKay in particular. Not that everyone wouldn't know just how important he is to the expedition.

It's also curious that this scene in the meeting room cuts directly to Sheppard and Teyla in the jumper discussing the topic of what he might do if his dear friend was in danger from the wraith:

Teyla: If someone close to your family--a dear friend--was in danger of being taken by the Wraith, would you have not done the same? Sheppard: Not if it jeopardised the mission.

The thing is, we see over the seasons that what ever moral code Sheppard has, what ever ethical principles he operates on, he is willing to break each and every one of them for McKay. We see him not only be prepared but actually do some pretty darn dark things to keep McKay safe. He actually is willing to doom the entire human race including his closest friends (and himself, naturally) for this man, and he would do it without a second thought. He wouldn't even feel bad about it. This is why Col. Sumner and Gen. O'Neill told Weir that he's a liability. This is the little different that Sheppard is willing to see through. McKay is the exception to every rule he has.

So, Sheppard and Teyla gate to a planet where she has some acquaintances. She makes the introductions, and we are reminded of the passage of time and that the characters have changed from when we first met them:

Orin: Look at you! You're so different! Teyla: Much has changed since my last visit.

Orin looks at Sheppard curiously as Teyla introduces them, clearly thinking that the two of them are an item. They are of the opposite sex and out there alone together, that is all that it takes for someone to come to this conclusion.

Relevant to this episode is the fact that Orin has a family, one that Teyla wishes to save. The concept of family comes up several times in the episode, especially the concept of the found family, the family that is created out of the people of one's choosing. Although there is not much interaction between Sheppard and McKay in this episode, as stated, we learn that they have very similar feelings when it comes to this concept.

You can tell that family is a particularly difficult topic for Sheppard in how he turns his head away the moment Teyla mentions the word family, as to escape the very thought of it. I would also bet good money on this man resembling Sheppard's father at least to some extent as Sheppard and Orin do share features as they are stood here facing each other. This man seems kind, he seems like a good man. The resemblance must be... superficial.

Sheppard seems initially reluctant to jeopardize their mission to save these villagers, causing friction between himself and Teyla. Teyla tells him "It is the very least we can do" with a pointed look, reminding him of the fact that it was their actions that unleashed the wraith upon these worlds but in spite of Sheppard feeling the full weight of the guilt for having caused this, he tells them that he cannot make the promise to save this man and his family.

Back on Atlantis, they are having another meeting discussing what all they should be sending with the information package back to Earth. Since Sheppard is not present for this meeting, we are able to see how different the interaction is when he is absent. Weir compliments McKay who actually responds in a modest way just like Sheppard did earlier regarding his intelligence, having his moments. McKay hears Weir calling what he has done 'incredible,' so he's telling her that it's actually the algorithm that has done most of the work, it's perfectly credible for him to have fit the data they have deciphered into the data burst.

McKay: I've included a ton of data that we've been able to decipher from the Ancient database. Weir: Really? That is incredible! McKay: Well, the algorithm I've devised is extraordinarily efficient, yes. Beckett: Oh, please!

But that's not what the people around the table hear, and Beckett especially seems to roll his eyes at McKay's perceived arrogance (surely taking pride in one's work is not arrogant; arrogant would be him making promises he couldn't deliver). We have never seen him do this when Sheppard has been present probably because he wouldn't dare. They all just seem to take it for granted that Sheppard is always going to side with McKay and vice versa. That Sheppard would jump to his rescue. This time, it is Weir that acknowledges the work that he's done for them:

Weir: It must be, in order to fit all that data into one point three seconds. McKay: Point three seconds, actually. Weir: We have a whole extra second to fill?! McKay: A whole extra one, yes. Weir: Is it enough to include personal messages? McKay: Uh, sure--I mean, several hours of video. Much more if it was strictly audio.

The other notable thing is McKay's reaction to the possibility of sending messages back to Earth. If the concept of family seemed uncomfortable to Sheppard, the concept of sending personal messages to Earth seems to be the same to McKay. He can't even get any words out at first. It had not even occurred to him that it a) could be done and that b) anyone would want to do it. The thought also seems to make him uncomfortable.

Like Teyla, he also has changed a lot during his time on Atlantis and this, much more so than the possibility of sending information and mission reports back to Earth, forces him to think back on his life--his non-life--back on Earth. Some people seem to have left behind something worth remembering but he does not think that he has anything back there worth sending messages to. Ford, on the other hand, is instantly excited and has a specific person in mind:

Ford: I could tell my grandma what I've been up to all this time. Weir: Well, if your grandmother had security clearance, yes, you could! But for now you can tell her that you're well--and that you miss her. McKay: This is all very charming, but, um, I have work to do -- shouldn't I, uh…?

McKay seems extremely discomfited by this possibility. But note Weir's reference to the security clearance. They emphasize this multiple times in the episode--the messages cannot contain classified information unless the receiver has the proper security clearance. And although Ford, assigned by Weir to take care of filming the messages assures them that no one will see the messages besides the recipient, it's clear that they are going to undergo a security check. Beckett even comments on this later:

Ford: Well, don't worry. The only people who'll see it is gonna be your family. Beckett: Aye--and you and the US military!

That is, it is explicitly confirmed that members of the military are going to review the tapes before they are sent to anyone--if they are sent to anyone. McKay's message to his sister, for one, seems never to have reached her, although I will argue here that sending a message to his sister was but an afterthought, anyway. McKay actually started recording the message for a whole other purpose.

In the earlier meeting, McKay mentioned that he had done the coding for the Air Force, and he nodded toward Sheppard as he said this. It reminds us about the fact that McKay is on the USAF payroll (and answers to the Chiefs of Staff, as per his own witness). The reason why we need to remember and were hence reminded about this state of affairs is that McKay has been doing civilian contracting for the military, and specifically for the Air Force, for a very long time and he knows how it works. He knows the ins and outs of their politics and, if we assume that he is something other than straight, he is also familiar with all of the issues faced by gay and bisexual men in the military at this time.

Because members of the military are bound by a code of conduct, it falls on the civilian to make an exaggerated performance of heterosexuality so that if and when anyone is seen with them, they will be assumed to share in this (cf. Moebius in SG-§ for an example of him doing this). If he performs over-the-top straightness then anyone seen with him will be interpreted as straight because that kind a person, naturally presumed to be homophobic, would not hang around with the 'queers'.

To her credit, Weir seems to notice that McKay is being weird about the whole sending messages thing:

Weir: Rodney? McKay: Hm? Weir: You don't wanna send a message to anyone? McKay: You know what? Maybe with all my spare time I'll just record a message myself… you? Weir: Yes. McKay: Good, good.

So, McKay was not originally going to record a message. He clearly refers to spare time sarcastically, as he has had precious little of it lately. He also had no one in mind to send a message to; no one back on Earth that was significant enough for him to say anything to. In this, he and Sheppard seem to be alike. They were both lonely, although for different reasons. Sheppard had isolated himself to the Antarctic so as not to get attached to anyone he might get killed. McKay had been banished to Siberia for being unlikable--or at the very least he felt that way. He had been meeting new people with an abrasive attitude to take the sting out of the eventual rejection. If you're not really trying to connect with anyone it won't hurt so much when they don't want to get to know you. So yes, both men were alone and lonely (and cold, seems like) on Earth. And then, here, they had found a home and a family. In the expedition at large, in all the people in this small community, but most of all in each other. Everything McKay cared about is on Atlantis, so why does he decide to start recording a message with "several valuable insights" to "humanity in general"?

Even though he remembers his sister toward the end of his recording session and does record a heartfelt message to her reflecting what family means to him now that he has finally found one, that wasn't the motivation. When he started recording the message, he was recording it to SGC personnel, to the USAF, to which ever official would be going through the tapes, to Samantha Carter whom he was certain would be the one decoding the message (and not because he has any special attachment to her but because she's an USAF officer that he happens to know; and a woman at that). He starts recording the message for (although not to) Sheppard.

This is pretty much confirmed by the fact that Ford asks Zelenka: "You didn't say anything that would require security clearance, did you?" reminding us of the fact that unless the recipient has the proper security clearance, they could not say anything classified on the message. McKay's entire message was full of things that would never pass a security check, off the bat he starts with describing their fight against the wraith "deep within the Pegasus galaxy". He knew there was no goddamn way anyone besides military personnel would be watching his video. It's entirely possible they never sent his message to his sister because it didn't pass the check as he had only remembered he had a sister half-way through recording all manner of crap designed never to pass the security check.

At the earlier meeting, he had reminded Sheppard of his position in the USAF. He knows perfectly well what kind of a situation they are in with regards to military regulations, and why Sheppard might be reluctant to want to contact Earth on official business. If he has to act the part of Valentino to make it just a little bit easier for him, he can do that. He had been doing that long before he ever met Sheppard. But it isn't just for the eyes of military security but also for Weir, because of Weir, that he records the message. She basically cornered him here and let him know how strange it is that he would not want to send a message like the rest of them. That it was suspicious. That a normal person would want to "tell her that you're well--and that you miss her," like she told Ford. So it seems like he is forced to keep up appearances on several fronts, here.

And this is the context in which we must decipher his recorded message.

Continued in Pt. 3

[destiny-in-the-universe]

Corruption! Randy

So, to make a full post for this-

(also pinging @thesoundofmadness and @woodershloomp for the idea no one asked for, except you two /lh)

In a very alternate take of "Winner Takes Ball" (or perhaps even earlier so the timeline makes a little more sense- shhh, it works well in my head at least), Randy finds himself corrupted by the power ball- despite originally snapping away from the influence, he's tempted by the thought that if he uses the power ball - he'll take down the Sorcerer and Ghoulian

Now, this very loosely follows the canon for my infection verse- to explain, prolonged contact with the power balls makes Randy more susceptible to their influence which he has been (since apparently canon dictated he'd store them in his room but to be fair, he's a a teenager-)

He can't resist the feeling. It's for everyone's good and then things will be back to normal, but they really won't be because his personality begins to do a full 180 and he starts acting strangely-

Howard still stays, he knows what's causing it and he wants to help Randy but Randy's not the same biffer he knew and it's beginning to take a toll. He doesn't know what to do, but that's a story for another day

Though I promise Randy will fight it off eventually. Somehow?

Headcanons

~ Randy didn't originally want to be under the power ball's influence; at first, it was almost like he had developed a disorder overnight - he would switch back and forth from being upbeat and cheerful to suddenly telling Howard odd comments about 'this might be the only way'

~ As it got worse, and he was still semi in control, he began attempting to reason with Howard to stay away from him- this was for the better; he didn't want his childhood biffer to suffer because of him

~ Then he spiraled.

~ Randy became jealous, clingy, and almost dependent on Howard; that wasn't to say he didn't have other mood shifts but even then- he would lash out and become unreasonable at the slightest inconvenience. If he didn't feel like he had control over something, he was even more difficult to deal with

~ He's extremely possessive of the power balls-

~ Randy still is the Ninja and this is the key thing here. He becomes arrogant in that same breath which is beginning to put people in a weird spot- on one hand, the Ninja is still kicking butt of the stanked but he's gotten cockier and acting like a total shoob

~ Randy's still reckless about his powers, but they've gotten stronger and he relishes in that feeling

~ The Nomicon isn't happy with him. At all, but because it knows the truth- and isn't willing to take away his Ninja responsibilities yet, he continues in contact with the nomicon

~ He's been having extremely odd dreams, but he can't quite make out what they mean...

~ His eyes seem brighter now and have a bit of highlighted green in them

~ Howard's weary at this point. He doesn't know what to do and has begun taking over as the Ninja because Randy's not focusing as well as he should. He's trying to hold out, but can he?

~ Randy is still technically aware of everything he's done but the corruption is taking hold- it's almost like being forced to ride in the backseat while something else is at the steering wheel, and you can't even do anything because you're bound to that seat (this is also the system experience, but that's a story for another day)

~ His relationships in general are crumbling

There is much more to come with him, but for now- this is where I leave you. His element's still tied to fire, but uh it's not a good thing now. He doesn't quite know where to put his anger

Should I make this kid a playlist?

[hedgiwithapen]

Supergirl, Alex and Kara as kids

part of the Apastron /Tiny Kara AU Appulse: The closest approach of one celestial object to another, as viewed from a third body.

Alex knew a few months weren't enough to fix years--three years, if the information J'onn had given her mom was true-- of torture. It was still hard to see how scared Kara was of nearly everything.  Her sister clutched at her hand hard. 

"It's fine. He'll be here soon" Alex promised her sister. Kara clung anyways. Since the Earthquake, the nightmares had come back, and the smallest change to  their routine--classes in the temporary middle school buildings, lunch with Winn, a trip to the library at its least busy time-- were enough to leave her paralyzed with uncertainty.  

It wouldn't have been a problem if  Eliza hadn't gotten a call from the Peruvian embassy two days ago. A body had been discovered, and she had to go Identify it. Alex had gotten the whole story by now, what J'onn had done, what her father had. Two men had died in the jungle that night, and two lives had been saved because of it. 

J'onn had been so sure that letting Kara go--that getting her out of the cell and into the sunlight--was the last thing he would do before being caught himself. But for months The DEO had continued to believe he was Hank Henchhaw, following all his fake trails before starting to pull back on their hunt for the Kryptonian prisoner on his orders. 

Until now, Alex had been sure that everything would be ok. Kara would get better. She'd train to join the DEO when she was older, to protect Kara forever with J'onn.  They'd change everything from the inside out until there was somewhere safe for Kara, and for J'onn, and anyone else who came from the stars with no place else to go. 

Now, standing in her backyard with a suitcase at her side and Kara's hand in hers, she worried. 

If the body was dad's, she'd really know. There was no chance of him coming back. No hope that he'd open the door someday and pull her into a hug and tell her how proud he was. 

If it wasn't, then everything was lost. 

A blur of red and blue shot across the sky, only visible because she was looking, then doubled back and touched down. Superman looked at the impact of his feet in the lawn and winced. "Sorry about that," he said quietly. "I didn't mean to be late."

Kara reached out her other hand to him, and he took it, arranging his cape to drape over her a bit. 

"Are you girls ready?" he asked. 

"Yeah," Alex said, trying to stay upbeat. Like this was a normal Thanksgiving break activity. Some kids went to Disneyland, or to a grandparent's. She and Kara were going to be flown halfway across the country by Superman. 

It would be safer, her mom and J'onn had agreed.  They'd acted like it was just for the three days it would take to fly to Peru, meet with the embassy, identify the body, and fly home.  But that depended on the corpse. 

"We'll stay at the farm for now, since it's the holidays," he told them, looking at the suitcases. "And if things get... extended, you'll both be safe there."

"You?" Kara asked, a little frantic. Alex winced. Having her mom gone was hard enough. If Clark left them with strangers--even perfectly nice strangers like the people who'd taken care of him-- Kara wouldn't react well, and frankly she wasn't sure she would either. 

"I've got a job to do in Metropolis," he said. " and my apartment's not that big. But, uh. We'll figure that out later, if we need to, ok? I'm sure we won't have to."

He took the suitcase in one hand, checking the weight, then slipped the long side handle over his arm. "Ok. Hang on tight."

Alex had to let go of Kara to do it, and braced for Kara to start to cry as Superman lifted them both off the ground and into the sky.

Instead, as the wind rushed past her ears, ruffling her hair and sending Kara's streaming like a golden banner, Kara let out a giggle, then a laugh.

Alex tried to beam, her heart dropping to her toes as the earth fell away from them. Kara was scared of everything in the world, it seemed sometimes. Except for her family.

And, she realized, except for flying. 

[bookofmirth]

When I first joined the fandom (in February of 2023) I saw that it was a little toxic - ships and people not liking certain characters (and some being very extreme about it) - but recently things seem even more intense and aggressive. I see posts from 2016 (when ACOMAF came out) and it makes me so nostalgic and sad that I wasn’t in the fandom at that time, because things seemed carefree and happy. The cute edits (Moriel in particular even though I never shipped them), fanfics, and headcanons people came up with. It didn’t seem like there was so much negativity. People seemed to just be here for the vibes and to enjoy the books.

I know very recently a popular user on here got sent a rape threat on their Instagram through DM (I won’t tag them out of respect) and I had to click off after seeing it, because it left me so uncomfortable and disgusted. I think it’s cruel to send rape (and death) threats to someone just because of who they ship or them liking a certain character. How do people think that it’s okay to send something like that. The negativity is coming from all sides, there’s no denying that, but at the very least we should respect each other’s boundaries. The rape and death threats are pushing it. That’s doing too much. I’m having trouble articulating my thoughts into words, but I guess what I’m trying to say is that the fandom doesn’t really feel like a safe place, and I feel like things are only going to get more intense. I wish I was here when things were upbeat and positive. (I’m sorry that this ask was all over the place). -🦄 anon

Hello 🦄 anon, I hope you are doing well!

I feel bad for anyone who joined the fandom during or after the acosf release. I feel like you never got to enjoy the fandom as it's meant to be, people just staying in their lanes, enjoying the things they enjoy, and being horny about it. There were way more funny memes and just in general everyone knew how to not be dicks. We had disagreements for sure, but it wasn't like this.

but at the very least we should respect each other’s boundaries

Absolutely, if people could just exist and not worry about being sent threatening messages or being made fun of etc. it would be so much nicer. There's no reason for people to act that way and it just makes the fandom feel like it's full of landmines. You never know what's going to set off the next round of attacks. If I didn't already have an active blog, there is no way in hell I'd start posting things publicly in this environment. And it's so easy to not be an asshole? It's so easy for people to just scroll past content they don't like, and to block if it's that serious.

The fandom right now is in such a weird liminal space, not just because normally, it would be super quiet in between releases, but the crossover has muddied the waters and the series becoming more popular has brought new people in... it's like we are all waiting and in the meantime don't know what to do with ourselves. I unfollowed all sjm and acotar-related tags but when I do search them, it's all the same arguments we were making in 2021 and people being mean.

[overthattwilight]

OC: Carole Whitherte

Riddle's cousin. Unlike his strict cousin, he is sweet and gentle to everyone. He always tries his best on anything he can do.

(OC template by @unfinished-projects-galore)

Finally, I get to introduce my oc living in my head...

More of the info is in the read more

Class: 2-A(No. 30) Birthday: October 16(Libra) Age: 17 Height: 160cm Dominant Hand: Right Homeland: Queendom of Roses Club: Science Club Best Subject: History of Magic Hobbies: Ballet Dislikes: Cold weather Favorite Food: Candy Least Favorite food: Pepper Talent: Mock trials

Background

Carole is a Second year from Heartslabyul dorm, and a cousin to Riddle

He lives in the suburbs of the Queendom of Hearts, where there is a sea nearby

His parents are attorneys. His father is a judge, and his mother is a prosecuter

Carole find he can use magic at quite a late age. But he didn't use magic that much

At his childhood, Carole was interested in Ballet. He spent his time after school at ballet lessons, and had a dream of being a professional dancer

He was preparing for entering an art school at middle school. He has prepared all his middle school years for that

However, due to an accident Carole was injured. Due to being hospitalized, he lost the chance for the entrance examination

After failing his goal he desired, Carole didn't have any idea what to do. His only option seems to just enter a normal school, until he got the admission letter from NRC

He was a little scared when he went to NRC, since he doesn't know anyone. Until he saw that Riddle was there too

Since he failed going to the school he wanted, Carole started to do his best at NRC. Which includes being a good cousin

Personality

Carole has a sweet personality. He is gentle to anyone he meets, and rarely gets mad

Even if he gets angry, he doesn't express it a lot. He doesn't raise his tone or scream. He just shows a disappointed face

He always try to be nice to anyone, and rarely shows disappointment to them

He is likely the person who yield and go 'Okay, you win'. The one exception is when it comes to rules

He thinks following rules is important, since his parents told him that since a young age

He tells what shoudn't be done, with a gentle, soothing tone

He doesn't have a villain smile, because of his personality, but he can make one as a part of acting

Mostly he stays positive and upbeat.

Before Riddle's overblot, Carole often was daunted due to Riddle's scolding. He couldn't say anything when Riddle is angry

Of course, things got better after Chapter 1. Since then he tries telling Riddle not to go far at occasions

Unique Magic

All ways are the Queen's ways All the flowers are the Queen's flowers Here, you are in the Queen's domain Queen's Garden(薔薇の迷路庭園)

Carole's unique magic is 'Queen's Garden', a magic which creates a magic barrier

The magic barrier created by 'Queen's Garden' is very strong, and doesn't break by anthing that would break a normal barrier

The exception is when the barrier get attacks by an overblot. The longer it is, or the stronger it is, the barrier will be broken sometime

Carole can't control the size of the barrier. It can only be created in a cemicircle with a radius of 4m. Expansion of Contraction is impossible

The barrier can't be moved either

Also, the barrier can only be created around Carole, with him at the center. Therefor when Carlole has to protect someone, he has to rush to that person

When the magic barrier is created in the air, the barrier is created as an orb with a radius of 4m.

Trivia

Carole is twisted from the King of Hearts, from Alice in Wonderland

His full name is 'Carolus Whitherte'. However, people rarely call him as 'Carolus'

He always wear a hat and a coat, except when the weather is really hot. This is because he really hates the cold, and is easy to catch a cold

Riddle once told Carole to take them off, and resulted him having a cold for a week. Eventually Riddle allowed the coat and hat, if Carole is wearing his uniform properly inside

He doesn't wear the coat at physical education subjects or alchemy class, but still wears his hat on those classes too

The only time he doesn't wear them is when he's wearing his dorm outfit

Despite his cute appearance, Carole is quite physically strong. He can hold Riddle with his two arms without any difficulty

Carole likes cute and pretty, and he adapts it in his dancing. He thinks it fits him well and doesn't see it's weird

The reason Carole is in the Science Club is because Riddle recommended it. He said Carole should be in a club that will be educational

Carole has candy in his pocket all day. He buys a bulk of candy every week at the Mystery Shop

However, Carole actually eats 4~5 candy every week. Most is to give them to others.

He hands candy to anyone, mostly students from Heartslabyul and his friends. The one who took many candy from Carole is Floyd

Aside his friends who are from Heartslabyul, most of his friends are from Pomefiore. There is a sense of beauty Carole understands, they say

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

do you have any thoughts about “stay stay stay”? it's one of her most upbeat songs, and even the repetition gives it a bouncy feel, so it felt a little out of place for me on red. but when you think about the lyrics, it's actually a little bittersweet? like in a fun way she’s basically begging her partner to stay (a big theme for her eg “but who could stay”)… and the line “no one else is gonna love me when I get mad”… idk there’s just more to it than i realized at first and would love your takes

I don't really tbh 😂 Sometimes I think songs are just fun 😂 and the only way I can tell is vibes so that doesn't help lol.

But accidentally bittersweet is actually a great way of putting it. I think in many ways it was like her idealized view of love at the time-- one she hadn't really experienced. Because up until Red she'd had a) puppy love relationships that existed within the confines of youth/very young adulthood where she still had a foot in the door of childhood (e.g. her high school boyfriends or crushes, Joe Jonas, Taylor Lautner) or b) extremely toxic experiences with men who were far too old and um, experienced and thus skipped right past the normal young adult serious relationship stage.

So what I'm trying to say is that, she was imagining what this like, happy relationship could be like. I'm mad and I lash out but you don't take it seriously and laugh it off! (When in real life: if ATW the film is anything like real life, her expressing her frustration at her partner resulted in him dismissing her.) I love you and you love me back and you tell me that! (You never called it what it was.) You're kind and considerate and offer acts of service to show me! (You kept me like a secret. Make sure nobody sees you leave.) You really get to know me and think I'm special because of it! (I think it's strange you think I'm funny because he never did.) I wanna hang out with you all my life! (You would have been the one if you were a better man.)

I don't see it as her begging so much as her being cheeky; to me it's not like "please don't leave me!!!" it's more a flirty, "hey I think we should keep doing this like forever or something." (I think of a couple of my friends, after getting engaged, would often banter with their partners like, "hmm I kinda like you, we should get married or something." So kind of like the younger version of that.)

So it's like, Taylor imagining the kind of flirty, give-and-take banter relationship that was going to make her happy, when the reality was that neither of her first two adult experiences were anything close to that for their own separate reasons. But yes, if you think about it to hard, there are tinges of what we'd later see-- her lashing out as a defence mechanism, and the desire to be known and liked for all of who she is, for instance. I don't think it's at all meant to be sad-- I think it's absolutely meant to be a fun bop as a kind of moment of respite in an often very heavy album-- it's just that it can't help by be informed by everything else. It's kind of like London Boy or Gorgeous or idk even So High School in that they're moments of levity in the midst of some darker stories swirling around them, but even at that they're often laced with the same narrative tensions in the rest of the album.

As an aside, Stay Stay Stay was one of those songs that for ages I kind of dismissed because of the xylophone making it sound like a laundry detergent commercial, but once I got over that, it endeared itself to me greatly, and I looooooooved when she played it on Eras. She's just a really fun bop!

[datnicekid]

Betrayal- a random fanfic that a made about my OCs. Any unanswered questions will mostly be answered in the next story (yes it’s a series) ALSO BEWARE FOR A LOTTA GORE ALSO U HAVE TO READ ABOUT MY OCS TO UNDERSTAND

Betrayal

A murder drones fanfic

It was 3am on Copper-9 and it was just like any other day. The landscape was as barren and empty as ever as snow was falling and worker drone corpses were scattered across the landing pod crash site, the corpse wall towering over the snowy planet. Ash was laying on her bed on sleep mode peacefully, when she suddenly heard a buzzing noise. It took a moment for her to register this, so when she did, she slowly sat up on her bed and made her way throughout the halls and heard the noise becoming more frequent. Strangely enough, she soon noticed that the sound was coming from her brother Niko’s room. She poked her head in and caught sight of something that would even make her friend Cee freeze in her tracks: the X symbol on Niko’s visor. She stared in horror as her brother uncharacteristically devoured a worker drone core like it was a snack, blood staining his hands and the floor, the buzzing noise coming from the decapitated worker drone head which its visor was flickering between completely black and the FATAL ERROR message. 

“What in the absolute-!?”

She was cut off by Niko who’s X symbol quickly disappeared, returning to his normal cyan eyes as he frantically replied,

“ASH! UH- ITS NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!”

It was no use. Ash had seen him in the act. She stayed silent, too stunned to speak. How could her brother do this? How does he have the symbol? Wasn’t he a hybrid like her? So many thoughts rushed through her head, but she remained unsure whether or not to ask them just yet. However, one thing stayed clear in her mindset: she wasn’t going to let her brother get in trouble. Not even for this. 

“Ash…”, Niko said softly, trailing off because he didn’t know what to say anymore. He looked at his sister with pleading eyes, continuing,

“Please… please don’t tell Cee about this… or Quinn… or Ziv… they’ll hate me… especially Cee… she already thinks I’m a wimp…”

He looked down, ashamed. He knew what he did. And he knew it all too well. The atmosphere was tense and awkward as Ash stared down at the dead body for 7 agonizing long seconds before replying,

“You… think anyone will notice…? The body, I mean…”

Niko looked up at her ever so slightly before looking back down at the blood stained floor and replied,

“…I can handle it… just… go back to sleep…”

Ash said nothing and just nodded before walking back to her room and plopping down on her bed. She stared blankly at the floor trying to comprehend what she saw before she lay down and went into sleep mode. 

In the morning, she awoke feeling groggy and tired, but she couldn’t care less. She got out of bed and walked down the halls of the bunker where we was greeted by Ziv, who was still her upbeat and tomboy self

“Hey, buddy!”, Ziv said boldly, ruffling Ash’s hair. 

“Hey.”, Ash replied. Ziv could clearly tell something was off but knew not to pry, so she just smiled slightly as walked away. Ash felt guilty, but that was the least of the worries now. She needed to find Niko. She needed answers. And she knew where to get them. Cee. Cee was never fond of Niko, mostly because he was a “wimp”, as she calls it, so she usually eyes him to make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid (don’t ask.). Just then, Ash caught a glimpse of Quinn, who was tugging on the hair that covered her right eye like always. 

“Quinn!”, Ash called out to her.

“Hey…” Quinn replied shyly as she smiled slightly. “What’s wrong…? You seem… worried…”.

Ash sighed. Quinn knew her since she was 6, and she knew her too well.

“Can’t tell you, but just wanted to ask you where Cee is. Have you seen her?”

She knew that she could’ve asked Quinn where Niko was straight first, but Quinn doesn’t know Niko all that well and wouldn’t know where he might be.

“I…I think she’s in the gym…I saw her walking there…”

Ash just nodded and started walking to the gym. Once she got there, she saw Cee stabbing this one corner of the wall with her claw hand, completely oblivious to Ash’s presence. 

“Uh… Cee…?”, Ash finally says.

“What do you want.”, Cee replied in her usual cold tone. She was always a bit stoic, but everyone’s gotten used to it.

“Have you seen Niko anywhere?”

“Oh, the wimp. Nah, haven’t seen him. Although he has been acting weird lately.”

Ash knew what she meant. She saw what he did with the worker drone. But she knew she didn’t know the full story, and she knew her brother enough to know that he wouldn’t tell her, so Cee was her only option.

“Weird..? How so?”, Ash asked Cee.

“Like… his visor’s been glitching and flashing the X symbol for a split second once in a while. He’s not supposed to do that, is he? He’s a hybrid, so he’s not supposed to have that I think. But then again, I don’t know that much about hybrids.”

Ash sighed. Not only did Cee not know where Niko was, but there was even more of a mystery now. One that Ash had no choice but to solve. She just nodded and walked out of the gymnasium and leaned on the hall, once again trying to comprehend what was going on. She started searching the bunker for Niko, but he wasn’t there. Realization dawned on her: Niko was missing. She immediately ran to door 1 and headed outside, her boots slightly sinking into the snow. There, she heard the buzzing sound once more. This time, she sprinted as fast she could towards the sound, which was now at the landing pod crash site. Niko was once again feasting on a worker drone, but the unsettling thing was that his X symbol was yellow, like Cee’s. But that’s not right, is it? Niko’s eyes are cyan. 

“Uh… Niko…?”, Ash quietly said but loud enough for Niko to hear.

Niko quickly turned his head back so he could see his sister, his eyes blank and devoid of emotion. He stared at her, not saying a single word. His eyes were still the unusual neon yellow as the two siblings stared at each other, silent. 

“What.”, Niko finally finally spoke in an unnaturally cold and emotionless tone 

Suddenly, his eyes flashed cyan again. He winced, almost in pain. He then stared in horror at his hand which were covered in worker drone oil. 

“Oh man… it happened again, didn’t it?”, Niko muttered in a quiet, guilt ridden voice. He knew what he had done, and it apparently happened more than once…

“Explain.”, Ash replied, her tone slightly pleading

“I have something to tell you”, Niko said, his answer cryptic and unclear. He was obviously avoiding the question and stalling for as long as he could, but despite not wanted to tell his sister the truth, he knew there was no point in hiding it.

“I’m going full disassembly. I’m tired of being hybrid.”, Niko explained.

Ash’s eyes slightly widened in shock and slight horror. She didn’t know what she had expected, but she didn’t think it was this.

“What? Why?”, Ash said, begging for more answers. She was too far gone to turn back and forget this all happened.

“Don’t you ever get tired of being hybrid? Don’t you ever want to fit in? Be strong and, well… fierce like Cee? She gets respected. She doesn’t get pushed around like I do. And frankly, I want that. I want to be respected. And if being fierce and threatening is the way, then so be it. I’m tired of being hybrid, ok?”, Niko answered, his tone growing more and more menacing with each word he says. This was out of character for him. He never wanted to be “fierce like Cee” or anything like that. Suddenly, his eyes turn yellow and his face now showed fear and panic

“Ash, you have to run.”, Niko pleaded 

“What- I’m not running! I’m not leaving you here!”, Ash said, her eyes full of defiance. She wasn’t going to leave her brother outside of the bunker. Niko sighed in frustration. It was the first time Ash had seen a hint of anger in Niko, but she didn’t care. Niko was telling her to leave. No. She was never the one to abandon family, let alone the only family she had left. 

“Ash, I said RUN! I’m not the shy, vulnerable Niko you knew. I’m not on your side anymore, ok? I’m a disassembly drone.”, Niko said, his tone growing without a hint of regret, although there was a touch of something that she couldn’t quite place. Something like… guilt? It was hard to tell, but she stood her ground.

“What? What do you mean, ‘side’?”, Ash said, confused. What did he mean that he wasn’t on her side? Why did he have to do this? Did he know how much this was hurting her? So many thoughts, so many unanswered questions were running through her head.

“You wouldn’t understand. Just go!”, Niko said, one final time, frustrated and irritated.

“I care what side you’re on. You’re still my brother, aren’t you?”, Ash said softly.  Niko’s expression softened. He walked up and warmly embraced her… and then stabbed her in the back… literally. Ash gasped in pain, and looked Niko right in the eyes, her expression full of sadness and betrayal. Her body went limp, and her visor displayed the FATAL ERROR message as she lay there on the snowy ground, barely breathing. So many things she wanted to say, so many questions she wanted to ask, but they all came out as small winces of pain. Niko stared at his sister, eyes eyes turning back to cyan as his expression turns from cold and emotionless to shock and horror. 

“ASH! I-I…I DIDNT MEAN TO-!”, Niko frantically said, trying to explain himself, but he knew what he did, but he wasn’t ready to accept it. His thoughts were interrupted by a very familiar voice, calling out. The voice was faint and not loud enough to make out words, but it was very familiar. It was Cee’s. Along with two other voices, Quinn and Ziv’s. 

“Ash? Niko? Where are you guys??”, Cee yelled, now close enough to be seen and heard. She stared in shock and anger Niko, as she finally put the pieces together. She then stepped back, seemingly being reminded of an uncomfortable memory. Her visor then flashed the X symbol as she lunged at him, pinning him to the surface of a ruined landing pod with sheer force that his shoulders almost hurt. She stared at him, her eyes full of hatred and anger. 

“I should’ve killed your when I had the chance”, Cee said, not even caring that both Ziv and Quinn could hear her anger fueled words. It was at that moment that Niko’s eyes flashes the yellow X symbol once more and this time reached his hand out into her chest and ripped out her core. The ‘FATAL ERROR’ message flashed across her visor and she coughed out blood and she fell to the ground, dead. Niko chuckled at this sight and muttered a small, “pathetic” and crushed Cee’s core, the only thing that was left of his “friend” other than her corpse. No trace of the real Niko was visible in his eyes. To Ziv and Quinn, it didn’t even feel like it was Niko anymore. He would never kill anyone. He would never act with this kind of cruelty. He would never hurt Ash, but he killed her. His only family left. He wouldn’t hurt anyone. But he did. 

“Too stunned to speak?” Niko said with a smirk on his face, his visor continuing to have the long yellow X symbol. He didn’t bat and eye at Quinn, but shifted his gaze at Ziv.

“Well? Aren’t you gonna try to kill me? Or are you just gonna stand there like a coward?”

Ziv stayed silent, not saying a word. She looked torn between not wanting other people to get hurt and the feeling of guilt that she would feel if she killed him. It wasn’t what Ash would want. But what did she want? So many questions continued to run through her head. But she didn’t have time to think, as Niko swiftly decapitated her. The last thing she felt was the overwhelming sense of hurt and betrayal. Once Niko was done with Ziv, he turned to look in Quinn’s direction. But she was gone. The only trace of her was a note that looked as if it was written in a rush. She had clearly been trying to escape but couldn’t bear leave without giving Niko one last message. It read, “I wish you were still in there”. He just ripped up the paper and walked off, the only sign of the incident that occurred here was the 3 corpses, Ziv, Ash, and Cee’s. Quinn sat at the top of the corpse tower, the wind blowing at her long dark blue hair. The view was peaceful, but in her mind, it was grey and dull. She had just witnessed the biggest betrayal of her life. Nothing should be peaceful. The overwhelming guilt weighed on her like a ton of bricks. She hadn’t done anything to help. She should’ve used her solver on him. She was too scared to move, as always. She never acts up. She never does anything for her friends. She was bombarded with self hatred and guilt. Without her friends, she was vulnerable. She was lonely. But one thing remained clear in her head, despite anything she thought.

“God, I miss you guys…”

[sleeping-satan]

I've been playing Persona 5 and have thoughts on some characters.

Futaba: Best girl, I love her. She's a nerd who hacks and is a genius. She's absolutely not neurotypical by any sense and is refreshing compared to a lot of the other characters. I would let her infodump for hours on end only stopping her to make sure she has enough to drink. Like, I love her so much I can't think of why, it's just everything about her.

Ann: "Oh I can date you? Sure." There's such a push in the game to make her seem like a bimbo, but the thing is you can't make a bimbo stereotype with any depth because that takes away the entire objectification of it all. You also have to try and make a blond preppy girl into an outcast somehow. This makes Ann almost contradictory in your interactions with her, going from super depressed to cheery. Sharing an emotional defining scar one moment and getting pumped up and cheery in another. I think why I really liked her though is her positivity. This game has fucked up shit going on and she's rightfully pissed but stays upbeat through a lot of it.

Ryuji: Would've dated him if given the option tbh. You meet him in the beginning and he's your first friend. He's also neurodivergent and I'm sticking ADHD to him. He can't focus in class and it fucks with his grades and he's called stupid for being out of the loop. I relate too much to that.

Soijiro: "Stick to the rules... okay nevermind" genuinely makes me emotional in his treatment of Futaba and Joker. He's such a good dad and if everyone had one as good as him the world would be a better place.

Joker: Don't know why I put him at the top of A tier. I like his smug face and character design.

Maruki: "You probably don't want to listen to a weird middle aged man talk about his research" actually I do. I do that shit in my free time.

-We're skipping the not strong opinions-

Makoto: Wanted Futaba to act more normally and the game forces you to go along. I want the gremlin to stay that way thanks.

Mishima: I don't care if I could tolerate the last part of your story line the rest of it I learned to hit fast forward for. I'm so glad you're not on the team.

Morgana: I can't hit fast forward for you. You led us directly into a trap that almost got Joker killed because you realized you weren't hot shit. You don't shut up. You keep insulting my boy Ryuji. You keep getting horny for anything in your general vicinity, and you're a cat. Even the picture used for your speech bubble pisses me off. I never thought a video game character would make me so pissed off.

[regretevatorforrealrep]

Mod Retro here!

Another update on the drama recap just so people aren't too confused!

It turns out that Mod Mannequin Mark didn't actually kill themself since it isn't wasn't really june at the time which caused Mod Lampert to lash out at Mod Pest and leave the blog in a very dramatic way. Mod Pest then claims that he doesn't care about Mod Lampert or even anyone which is just a flat out lie. Then i witnessed all of that and all of us got kicked off the blog except Mod Gnarpy! Kind of unfair..

Slowly.. Mod Pest realized Mod Gnarpy could be trying to pull the strings to stay on the blog longer... Eventually Mod Gnarpy admitted to acting innocent and not caring about Mod Pest after Mod Pest announced he was kicking out Mod Gnarpy for their own good. which led to them leaving

Eventually Mod Pest became more used to the Mod Lampert x Mod Pest ship art and acted more upbeat. And eventually he apologized and got me and Mod Lampert back on the blog! They even erp'ed in the groupchat... While i was still in it.

Anyways time passed and Mod Pest announced he was going on break and letting Mod Lampert take control.. After that everything just seemed normal but then Mod Lampert started being more of a perfectionist in the group chat and trying to get things to work out. Eventually Mod Folly joined and chaos ensued! Mod Folly was linking random meme videos and referencing tiktok memes. Mod Folly was being fun and whimsical! But acting a bit too much for Mod Lampert.

Then Mod Jeremy came along and then Mod Lampert said they hated Mod Jeremy already. That statement alone caused Mod Jeremy to try and warp Mod Lampert's perception of Mod Pest and try to fight back and ruin their life!

Then Mod Bive questioned who really is who. Thinking Mod Lampert may not be Mod Lampert.. But someone else.

Eventually Mod Pest came back and Mod Jeremy started believing this theory. And then Mod Lampert left again!

And then Mod Pest left.

This reblog might be too long so i might extend it later!

-Mod Retro

U should totally recap everything that happened, CUZ I'M LOST. MOD PEST. I'M LOST. I. AM. LOST.

hey mod wallter here!

So...

Mod Poob came out as a lesboy and got kicked

Mod Prototype closed the ask box and got kicked

Mod Mannequin Mark came out and said that Mod Pest was racist and supported Mod Gnarpy who also got accused of being a nazi supporter and that mod pest also sent NSFW to Mod Mannequin Mark without their consent which got Mod Mannequin Mark kicked

Mod split eventually came out and said that due to the drama they left the mod team

And I'm pretty sure that I'm soon gonna be kicked one day when i either break one of the rules or stand up against Mod Pest.

I wanted to answer this for myself since Mod Pest might bend the truth to make him look like he was in the right

But saying this will get me kicked anyways.