#ugh I need to go back to therapy honestly

[hamable]

“Don’t trust anything you think about your life after 9pm” I chant almost religiously as I consider buying a desktop and learning how to do VFX in Unreal Engine bc I’m spiraling about my current college/career prospects

[orcelito]

of all things, seeing goro and sumi interact makes me wanna work on the next ladue chapter more than anything else the past like 2 weeks

Wild

[midnight-pluto]

COFFEE: PG.14 — alleyway therapy sessions

COFFEE: tim drake x gn!reader

SYNOPSIS: Tim meets a barista that gives him what he needed most — a large coffee with way to many shots of espresso. Though what happens when just a single action changes the other's life, forever?

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FRIDAY, DECEMBER 15 2023 — 10:59 PM

IT HAD BEEN quite a bit of time since you started dating Tim. In all honesty, it was great — you’re dates were consistent, you got to spend time with his family, and hang outs outside of dates were enjoyable.

However, recently there has been a shift in your peaceful relationship. Tim had cancelled on you, again.

You understood the first time, he had rich kid socialite duties to attend to. The second time you were skeptical since it was back-to-back but he had given you a bouquet of your favorite flowers, so who were you to refuse? But this was the third time.

You both had planned on having a cute date at the park since it was a particularly good day to Gotham’s standards but as it turned out, he canceled on you.

Staring at Tim’s apology message, tears threatened to slip out of the corners of your eyes but you wouldn’t allow them. Taking a sharp inhale through your nose, you take your phone and leave.

Walking along the grim sidewalk of Gotham, you make a sharp turn through the alleyway for a shortcut to your apartment. Though doing that in Gotham wasn’t the best idea but you could handle a few thugs.

No one leave their house without a weapon in Gotham of course.

Halfway through the alleyway, a larger vine carrying two women emerge from the shadows in front of you — Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn.

“Ivy, I love you and all but are you sure this is a good idea? I mean like, I’m sure a lot of people out there deserve a good beating but not them! They look like they’ve had a rough night,” Harley told her girlfriend to which you sigh at.

“Of course the world isn’t done with torturing me,” you mumble.

“See!”

“Huh, I thought there would be a lot more shitty people that come down this route,” Ivy mutters.

“Are you alright sweetie? You look like you’ve had a bad day?”

“Wait Harles, you can’t be seriously starting a therapy session right now are you?”

“C’mon Ivy! This is the least we can do for them! I mean we inconvenienced them, potentially ruined their day by showing up — I mean like I would also be upset if a pair of heroes showed up for no reason — and! They look depressed! Look at their face!”

Wow. You didn’t know whether to be glad that someone noticed your sadness or offended at the fact that someone thought you looked depressed.

Probably a mixture of both.

Ivy raised a brow at her girlfriends notions and looked you over as you stared blankly into the abyss. Her eyes widen in realization of who you were, “Hey wait, aren’t you that viral employee of Café Remedies? Y/N, right?”

“That’s me,” you huff out, shoving your hands in your pockets.

“Holy shit I love that place! They make hella good macarons,” Harley interjects, “See! We gotta have a therapy session now.”

“Ugh, fine,” the redhead rolls her eyes, using her vines to create makeshift chairs for the three of you to sit on.

You stare at the sudden creation in shock but swiftly get over it once you see the couple sit down on them nonchalantly.

“So tell me, what’s going on currently?” the ex-psychiatrist begins, taking out a pen and notepad.

“Harles where on Earth did you get that?”

“It’s honestly nothing but like— he just keeps on canceling on me and I don’t know what to do, like is it me? Am I the problem—?”

“Slow down,” the blond interrupts with a calm voice, “Who are we talking about here?”

“My boyfriend.”

“Who’s the boyfriend?”

“Tim Drake.”

“Oh you gotta be shitting me! Him?” Ivy abruptly says, “He’s actually dating somebody?” She turns to look at her girlfriend to which she looks at her with the same expression.

“Apparently, I thought they were just rumors and speculation,” she shrugged her shoulders.

“We literally posted pictures of our first date— anyways,” you shake your head trying to get back on track, “He keeps on canceling our dates last minute and I’m starting to have doubts because what if he’s not into me anymore? Did he even like me in the first place — I was the one who suggested our first date so what if he just said yes out of obligation since I’m friends with Duke?”

“Wait Duke as in Duke Thomas?” the plant enthusiast questioned once more, to which you nod your head in response. “Holy shit you have connections.”

“But Duke isn’t even legally adopted by the Wayne’s,” Harley points out turning towards you, “Is he?”

“Well it doesn’t even matter since he literally attends the same events they do,” Ivy reminds.

“True I guess, but back on track. Tim keeps on canceling your guys’ dates?” the blond flips her notepad to a new page and clicks her pen once more.

“Yeah the first time he blamed it on his ‘rich kid duties,’” you quote.

“Why have money if you can’t even use it to bail out of something to spend time with you’re partner?” the redhead deadpans.

“And the second time?”

“He did the same thing but got me flowers as an apology and promised to show up the next time but uh,” you click your tongue, “He obviously didn’t show up.”

“Does he text or call you whenever he cancels on you?” Harley asked, putting black framed glasses on. Where she was pulling all of these things from alluded you but you didn’t question it.

“He texts me.”

She furrows her brows at that statement, “Can I see the text messages?”

Unlocking your phone, you press the messages app and show her your past conversations with your beloved. “We’ve called a few times during this time but that’s it.”

“Alright did you leave him on read?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Good he deserves it after answering your texts with the max of five words.”

SPECIAL NOTE: y’all might not hear from me next week since I got midterms but I will finish this smau before 2024 I swear!! also, I’m imagining Harley and Ivy are like they are in the Harley Quinn animated series — just an fyi

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Guardian Angel

Chapter 8: Chocolate Coins

Summary: Things are looking up now. You are finally heading back to work at The Candy Bar, and you have taken a big step forward in your relationship with Wanda by meeting Billy and Tommy. Can anything bring you down today?

Warnings: None?

Word Count: 3.2k

A/N: I’m so excited! We’re headed for some angst and suspense in the coming chapters. I hope you enjoy this chapter! 

Guardian Angel Masterlist

“Are you sure you're ready?” Wanda asked cautiously. 

The redhead had dropped Billy and Tommy off at school and then came over to the compound to help you get ready for your first day back to work at The Candy Bar. 

“Sweetheart, we've talked about this. Helen and Bruce have cleared me: no more walking boot, no more sling. I completed the required month of physical therapy, and I feel good. I’m ready for this,” pulling an outfit out of your closet.

“Ugh…you’re right, you’re right,” flopping down onto the bed and covering her face with her hands.

You crawled onto the bed and lay beside her, still in your pajamas.

“Hey,” moving her hands away from her face. “I’ll be fine. Besides, it’s not like I’m fighting fires or anything. I’m bagging candy and scooping ice cream all day.”

The redhead turned sideways to face you on the bed. “Just promise me you’ll listen to your body. Sit down if you need a break; if there’s something high on a shelf, let Harper get it.” 

You cut off her rambling with a gentle peck on the lips. 

“What was that for?” Wanda asked.

“It was the only way to get you to stop,” giggling at the redhead. 

After a hearty bowl of frosted flakes and a steaming cup of coffee, Wanda drove you to work. You hadn't figured out what to do about a new mode of transportation yet, as your car was totaled in the accident. Honestly, it was the last thing on your mind at this point. All you could do was take your recovery one step at a time, and the next step was to go back to work.

^*~*^

Walking into The Candy Bar after almost three months filled you with excitement and nostalgia. The familiar aroma of sweets filled your senses, and you couldn't help but tear up at the sight. You had kept in touch with Harper, your best friend and business partner, over Zoom and FaceTime, but you had promised yourself that you would return to the store only when you could walk back into it on your own. 

“Harper?” you called out.

“Surprise!” Harper shouted.

The lights flipped onto reveal your best friend holding one of your mini ice cream cakes in front of a banner behind the counter that read, Welcome Back, Y/N!

“Aww, this is so sweet, Harper,” walking over to hug her. “You didn’t need to do this.”

“Oh, Please! I don't want to hear another word. This is a triumphant return; of course, we will celebrate,” she said.

“Thank you so much. This means a lot to me.” You were so engrossed in hugging your best friend you almost forgot about the redhead standing beside you. “Oh, Wanda! Where are my manners?! Harper, this is Wanda Maximoff.” 

“Hi, wow. Harper Bailey,” shaking Wanda’s hand vigorously. “Thank you for everything you’ve done for, you know, the world,” still shaking her hand.

“You’re welcome,” Wanda giggled and looked over at you. 

“Okay, that’s enough, Harper,” you said, separating their hands. 

“Right! Um, I’ll go turn the closed sign to open,” she offered.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been here,” Wanda said, taking in the space. 

You put on your Candy Bar apron and adjusted your name tag. It felt so lovely to be back in your work attire. You glanced at your watch. 

“Sweetheart, don’t you have a meeting with the team at 10:30?” 

“Oh, don’t worry about that. They won’t start without me,” she said, dismissing your question.

“Wanda, it's okay. Truly, you don’t need to hang around here all day. I’ll call you on my lunch break. Go, have a good day, and I’ll see you tonight,” you said.

Wanda sighed and walked toward you. “Okay,” placing her hands on your cheeks, “but if you need anything at all, don’t hesitate to call me,” ending her speech with a kiss.

“I won’t. Bye, sweetheart,” you replied.

“Bye,” she said.

You watched the redhead leave. Just as you did the first time she walked into your shop. The feeling of Deja vu was mutual, as Wanda glanced back at you with one final wave as she walked out the door.

“Man, do you two got it bad,” Harper said as she joined you at your side.

“Shut up,” blushing at the thought. “I’ve waited three months to say this, Harper. Let’s go to work.”

*^~^*

Steve's voice jolted Wanda out of her daydream, and she quickly refocused her attention on him. "What do you think about running point from the compound on this upcoming mission?" he asked her. "It'll let you get your feet wet before you're out in the field again."

Wanda considered the proposal for a moment before nodding. "Sure, I'm up for it. Whatever you need."

"Great," Steve said, looking pleased. "I'll make sure to give you all the necessary details as soon as we have more information on movement from the targets."

Maria stood up from her seat at that moment, signaling the end of their meeting. "Thanks, everyone. Let's reconvene in two days to finalize the plan.”

As Wanda approached the door, Bucky stepped before her, blocking her path. 

"May I help you?" she inquired, puzzled.

"Okay, Wanda. What's going on?" Bucky asked, concerned.

Wanda tried to play it cool. "What do you mean?"

"You've never zoned out in the middle of a meeting before. What's on your mind?” The super soldier asked.

"Nothing," she replied, trying to dismiss the subject.

"You're a terrible liar, you know that," Bucky remarked, seeing right through her.

Wanda knew that Bucky had a knack for cutting through the bullshit. "Is it Billy and Tommy?"

"No, no, the boys are fine," she quickly dismissed the idea.

"Is it this mission?” He suggested. “I can understand why you might be hesitant. It's been a long time since you've been out there."

"It's not the mission," she replied, turning around and walking back to the conference table.

Bucky followed her. "Then what is it?"

"It's y/n's first day back at the Candy Bar, and I'm just worried about her, that's all," Wanda confessed, exhaling deeply.

Bucky smirked. "You realize our job is vastly more dangerous than hers, right?"

"Yes, it's just... This is a big step in her recovery, and the shop means so much to her. I want it to go well."

"She'll be fine," Bucky reassured her, wrapping his arms around her. "She'll be home before you know it. Plus, it's movie night. You know how Y/N loves a good movie."

Wanda relaxed into Bucky's embrace. The super soldier had become a trusted friend, especially since her return to the team.

"Ooh, shoot," Wanda said, glancing at the clock. "I have to go pick up the boys at school, and if I don't leave now, I'll be late."

Bucky nodded. "Thanks for listening, Buck. I'll see you later."

"Okay, see you later," watching her rush out the door. Despite his attempts to reassure her, he could sense that Wanda was still concerned.

*^~^*

“Thanks, and please come again," you said as you handed the customer her bag of candy and homemade chocolate chip cookie. "Phew," you added, wiping your brow with the back of your forearm.

“Are you okay?" Harper asked

"Yes, I'm fine. I just forgot what the afternoon rush was like,” you lamented.

"Why don't you take your lunch break now?” Harper offered. “I can handle things for a bit."

"No, that's not necessary. I can do it,” you insisted.

“I know you can,” Harper touched your shoulder, "I just don't want your girlfriend on my case for not making sure you're taking it easy."

You laughed and replied, "Okay, I'll take a break. But not because of my girlfriend, because I know my limits.”

“Of course you do,” Harper smiled.

You step out of the shop onto the quiet side street, craving fresh air. After munching on the delicious peanut butter sandwich and apple slices that Nat had lovingly packed for you, you take out your phone and dial Wanda's number. 

As soon as she picks up, you feel a wave of warmth washing over you. "Hey, sweetheart! I've been thinking about you all day. How's everything going down there?"

You smile to yourself, feeling grateful for having someone who cares about you so deeply. "It's going well," you reply, strolling back and forth. "I didn't realize how much I missed the shop until today. I'm on my lunch break right now. What are you up to?"

Wanda chuckles, and you can hear the sound of her kids playing in the background. "Just picked up the boys from school. They're supposed to be doing their homework, but I'm pretty sure they're playing rock, paper, scissors."

You laugh, feeling like you can picture the scene perfectly. "Why do I feel like I would be right there playing with them?" 

"Because you totally would," Wanda agrees, and you can't help but grin.

"I miss you," you confess, feeling a little pang in your chest. 

"I miss you too," Wanda says softly. "I can't wait to see you in four hours and eighteen minutes."

You chuckle, happy to hear she's also keeping track of time. "You watching the clock too?"

"Maybe..." Wanda giggles, and you feel your heart swelling with love for this remarkable woman. 

Suddenly, you hear a commotion from inside the shop. Harper is calling you urgently. "Hang on a second, Wanda," you say, quickly moving the phone from your ear. 

"What is it?" you ask Harper, feeling your heart racing.

"There's a strange man in the shop," Harper whispers, looking at you with concern. 

You feel a chill run down your spine. "I gotta go, honey," you tell Wanda. "Harper needs me. I'll see you in a little bit."

"Okay, bye, y/n," Wanda says, her voice filled with concern at the abrupt departure.

"Bye," you say, ending the call and rushing back inside the shop to face whatever danger might be lurking there.

As you scanned the shop, you noticed a man standing near the candy with his back to you. He wore a black leather jacket, gloves, and a black baseball cap. You felt a little uneasy and were just about to call Wanda back to ask for help when he turned toward you. Your breath caught in your throat momentarily, but you immediately recognized the familiar face and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Oh, for God’s sake! It’s okay, Harper,” you called out. “I know him. Bucky, what are you doing here?”

“Oh hey, y/n! Is this your shop? I didn’t realize...”

“Buck, what’s going on? Did Wanda send you down here? I was just on the phone with her. She sounded fine,” weaving through the rows of candy.

“Dear God, no,” Bucky said. “She has no idea I’m here. But you should’ve seen her during the team meeting this morning, y/n. So distracted with worry over you going back to work. I wanted to ease her mind a bit.”

“That’s very sweet, Bucky,” you said, patting him on the back. “As you can see, I’m fine.”

He nodded in agreement and wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

“You know, for an Avenger, I was expecting a more covert disguise,” you said with a smirk as you wiggled the bill of his hat. “Isn’t Tony in charge of ensuring you guys are badass in style?”

“I would rather take a bite out of brick than wear a superhero costume,” he chuckled.

You looked over your shoulder to see your best friend watching you with a look of confusion on her face.

“Come on, I’ll introduce you to Harper. You scared the crap out of her.”

“Oh, no. That’s okay. I should be getting back to work,” Bucky said, pointing towards the door.

“I thought this was work?” You asked

“More like freelancing,” he replied .

“Hmm, I see… You want some ice cream?” you asked, gesturing towards the ice cream display.

Bucky peered over your shoulder at the menu on the wall. “Do you have Pistachio?”

“I think I can scare up some Pistachio,” you giggled.

*^~^*

After a long day at work, Wanda showed up to pick you up and drove you back to the compound. Despite your insistence that you could call for a ride, she was determined to take you home. As you got into her car, you expressed gratitude and apologized for the inconvenience.

"Where are Billy and Tommy?" you asked. 

Wanda smiled and replied, "They're at the compound playing with Morgan. If you're up for it, I'd love to introduce you to them tonight. I know you've had a long day back, and it's a school night, so we won't stay long," she reassured you, "but I would love for them to meet the woman who's making me so happy."

As you listened to Wanda speak, you felt a lump form in your throat and had to look away for a moment to compose yourself. You had longed for the day when Wanda would feel comfortable enough to introduce you to her sons, but you didn't want to push things too fast. You knew that they had already gone through so much pain and heartache in Westview after losing their father, and you didn't want to disrupt the new life that Wanda had worked so hard to build for them as a family of three. Despite your desires, you respected Wanda's boundaries and tried to be patient, hoping that one day, she would feel ready to take that step with you.

“Nothing would make me happier, Wanda,” you said.

*^~^*

As you stepped out of the elevator and into the common area, you were greeted by the comforting aroma of food cooking. You spotted Maria and Natasha moving about the kitchen, preparing dinner. The sound of sizzling and chopping filled the air, making your stomach growl with hunger. 

Maria noticed your arrival and greeted you, "Hey, y/n! How was your first day back at work?"

You placed your messenger bag on the counter and took a seat on the island, feeling the tiredness from the day setting in. "It was terrific," you replied, "I'm tired, but it's the good kind of tired. A successful day at the Candy Bar," you said.

Just then, Yelena walked into the kitchen with a bottle of Vodka and a shot glass. "Ah, perfect timing! The candy maker is home," she exclaimed.

Yelena explained that it was a team tradition to mark the occasion of someone recovering from an injury and returning to the field with a celebratory shot. Natasha quickly dismissed her sister's intention, saying that you didn't have to do it if you didn't want to.

But you liked the sound of it and picked up the glass, gesturing to Wanda. "To life," you said with a wink before downing the shot in one go.

Impressed, Yelena complimented you, "Congratulations, y/n. We're glad to have you here," patting you on the back as Wanda kissed you.

As you were chatting with Wanda, suddenly, you heard a commotion down the hall, and the next thing you knew, Morgan, Billy, and Tommy came running through the room.

“Careful!” Nat shouted as Tommy super-sped around the sofa.

“These must be the guests of honor,” you whispered to the redhead next to you. She just chuckled at your statement.

“Boys, could you come here for a moment?” Wanda asked. “I have someone I want you to meet.”

The two sons stopped at their mom’s voice and approached you.

“Boys, I’d like you to meet y/n. Y/N, this is Billy and Tommy,” Wanda gestured to each of her sons.

“Hi, I’ve heard so much about both of you from your mom. It’s nice to meet you!” You said, shaking both of their hands.

“Hi,” they both said, a bit shyly.

“Remember the special candy bags you two got for birthdays?” Wanda said. “It was from y/n’s shop, The Candy Bar.”

“Wow, you own a candy shop? That’s so cool! So you get to eat candy all day?” Billy asked, his eyes wide with excitement.

“I did for the first couple of weeks after I opened the shop,” you explained, “but I always had a nasty stomachache.”

“Did you bring any candy with you?” Tommy asked, looking at you with puppy dog eyes.

“Tommy,” Wanda scolded.

“No, that’s alright. Hmmm,” you rubbed your hands together. “I think I might have something,” you said, reaching behind Tommy’s ear and pulling out a chocolate gold coin.

“Woah, cool!” Tommy exclaimed.

“I think you may have one back here as well,” you smirked, reaching behind Billy’s ear and pulling out another coin. “Oh, look at that, I was right!”

“Awesome!” Billy said.

“What do you say, boys?” Wanda reminded them.

“Thank you, Y/N!”

“Yeah, thank you, Y/N!”

“You're welcome, guys.”

“Can we go back to playing now, Mom?” Billy asked.

“You may,” Wanda smiled.

“Oh, and Morgan, come here for a second,” kneeling to the little Stark’s level. “Ah, there we go!” Reaching behind the girl’s ear and pulling out another gold coin.

“Thank you, Y/N!” Morgan gasped with joy.

“You’re welcome, honey,” you said, wrapping her in a hug.

All three kids ran off happily back toward Morgan’s room.

“That was a surprise,” Wanda said. “Since when are you a magician?”

“You don’t know everything about me yet,” you smirked, repeating the exact words she said on your first date. “It’s part of the magic that is me.”

“Ah, I see,” Wanda said, wrapping her arms lovingly around your neck. “Well, I can’t wait to see what other tricks you have up your sleeve.”

“I’m just getting started,” you winked, feeling a rush of affection for the redhead.

*^~^*

The day had been long and tiring, and you were looking forward to movie night with the rest of the team. After saying goodnight to Wanda and the boys, you joined the others in the living room, where they were bickering over which movie to watch. Kate and Clint couldn't agree on the genre, but eventually, they settled on an action movie that you weren't particularly interested in. You found a comfortable spot on the end of the sofa and snuggled up in your favorite fluffy blanket.

Tony was sitting next to you, reading the newspaper, one of the many things that intrigued you about him. The entire compound was futuristic and filled with state-of-the-art technology, but Tony still enjoyed the simplicity and controversy of the printed word.

As you watched the movie, a name on the newspaper's front page caught your eye. You asked Tony if you could see the paper, and he handed it to you. The headline read,

"Onyx Petroleum Company seeks permission to drill on remnant Sokovian soil. Y/F/N Y/L/N, Y/M/N Y/L/N to meet with Slovakia and the Czech Republic.

Your heart sank as you read those words. No matter how far you ran, your parents always found a way to return to your life in the most unexpected and disastrous ways. You tossed the paper aside, feeling troubled and uneasy.

"Excuse me, everyone," you said, standing up. "It's been a long day, and I'm pretty tired. I think I'll call it a night. Goodnight, all."

You walked towards your room, feeling the weight of the news on your shoulders. Tony was the only one who noticed the troubled look on your face. He picked up the newspaper and read the headline. His heart sank, and his blood boiled. Without saying a word, he got up and followed you to your room, determined to help however he could.

[lightofraye]

I decided to torture myself.

I don't know why.

Her voice is just awful. Dear Danneel, please get vocal lessons. Bring it down an octave or something because fucking yikes.

A follower sent me this and asked if I had seen it. I had not. It was, after all, a fan compilation of various interviews of Danneel, videos, whatever. And...

How the hell do people stan her?

She's vapid, uneducated. Ugh.

Anyway... points of interest.

Throughout the whole video: WHO CARES ABOUT THE DAMNED HAIR TWIRLING?!

0:54: During a photo shoot I guess at a premier. ZERO chemistry between Danneel and Jensen. Jensen is smiling politely and wanting to get away as fast as possible.

1:00: Yes Danneel. We can see that it's a hallway. GOD. How insipid. Even Jensen was like "OMG, what?"

1:54: Uh. Danneel, honey, why would anyone else play Dean Winchester besides Jensen Ackles? He did not like that one bit.

4:14: Uh huh. If Jensen had witnessed some of it, why was nothing done then? I'm super-dubious about this claim. I really am. And how could he have witnessed it when he was likely filming Supernatural during that? Hmm.

5:55: Yeahhh.... had the family, but the steady career? Hahaha. Nope.

6:35: Danneel, honey, neither do you. If you expect me to believe you do any of the cleaning, I'm gonna call you a liar. You do nothing. Also, Jensen looked annoyed at the idea of so many bathrooms.

6:43: You are also not nice. I came across some old rumors about you, honey. You were awful, vicious, and the reason you got fired from One Tree Hill was because of your *whispers* drug habits.

6:55: WHAT IS SHE WEARING?!

7:35: The ever-changing face, proving that she lies about her plastic surgery. (Supposedly she claims she doesn't that many and I died laughing.) Also: "beautiful men with big egos"--bullshit, honey. You're the one who has the massive ego with zero to back it up. Plus she sounds as insincere as fuck.

8:22: "It's good. I love him. He's great." Insincere.

8:33: I'm cringing on Jensen's behalf. "Where the magic happens". And bypassed Jensen's wishes and insisted it not be cut--and guess what? It wasn't cut. As if they've shared a bed in years.

8:44: Ohhhh my gods. The brewery interview. Pay attention to Jensen's face as the interviewer talks about working together, living together--Jensen's done. And actually says "yes" to being tired of being with her. Danneel looked pissed. Ah honey...

11:43: Uh huh. The ring, huh? Gold digger.

12:04: The so-called flight anxiety. Whatever, Danneel. If you're able to fly without supposed help or therapy...? (No, getting drunk is not legitimate help.) You fly a lot, more than most "average" people. You take your kids. You go to conventions. You supposedly saw your husband a lot when he was filming Supernatural. You flew for your tidbits of roles. Then you're fine.

14:34: "Jensen's first time being in here." For the kitchen? Oh please! As if he never went in for a snack, beer, or anything. SHUT UP, DANNEEL.

14:38: "Nothing can happen to me, not for me, but for my kids." Excuse me, I need to shake some sense into her. Babe, honey, you do jackshit for your kids. They'll be fine.

Also that's not how panic attacks work. You literally aren't able to talk yourself out of it. Please stop.

15:36: "We're having another baby." That look your husband gave you? A deserved death glare because you knew he wouldn't like it. Stop emotionally torturing him, god!

16:41: I love that Jensen called her out on her lie about her name. I don't think she liked that either.

17:24: Ah. The insult about him smelling bad. God, can't she ever say anything nice about him? See the way he took a deep breath, braced himself? That's not a normal reaction to a "joke".

17:43: How can he not know women put perfume on their wrists and elsewhere? Translation: he never sees Danneel do it. Because they don't share a bedroom after all.

18:11: HOW CAN HE NOT KNOW THAT CHAIR MOVES?! Did the man not live there at all?!

19:34: Oh god. The doll. Honestly, Jensen should dump it. Stop torturing him with it! It's not funny!

19:53: Couldn't let him have the closet joy, huh? Bitch.

20:18: No. You're not nice. Nope. Not at all.

God. My eardrums. I'm crying now.

Danneel, babe, vocal coach. Please!

[allwormdiet]

Shell 4.1

As much as I wish Taylor could ride this high forever, unfortunately looks like it's back to school

Taylor. Honey. Dearheart. You keep being really complimentary about your bullies' physical looks, and this does not in any way undermine the hurt they've done to you or your resentment thereof, but it does muddy the waters a little bit as to whether resentment is the only thing you're feeling

The back-and-forth actually feels so refreshing compared to every previous interaction with the bullies, like. My god. Did Taylor just have to rob a bank to get the confidence she needs to not worry about these fuckers? I never thought that John Dillinger therapy would take off but maybe there's a future in that

Better the devil in plain sight than the devil you can't see at all.

John Dillinger therapy! This is what I'm talking about! Let's go Taylor, show that inner strength! Shed the burden!

I mean hell, maybe, or maybe this is an upturn where she finally gets sure enough in herself to get these jerks off her back forever. We'll see how it plays out, right?

The idle speculation on Mr. Quinlan is a little wild but well in keeping with my own experiences. Sometimes teachers just passively generate rumors around them.

This one stupid bit about John Dillinger therapy keeps paying off, this is great, real joke investment opportunity

Honestly Taylor I think you can feel bad about it while also living with it, I'm not gonna pretend to be some expert on morality or philosophy or whatever but I feel like you're allowed a certain number of felonies after enough suffering in your life

Technically not a career boost for the Undersiders, at least not as far as public renown, but making your enemies look like clowns is just as good if not better. Like yeah, those tools on the other side are getting their pay docked because of that bigass hole in the roof of the bank, and you're way richer from the same event

Expanding our understanding of the city a bit more, and honestly this sounds dope as fuck. I'd love to visit every once in a while and just soak in the culture, although not if it meant living in Brockton Bay. That seems. Bad.

Ugh, these kids

Honestly I'm not quite this hardcore but damn if it isn't a mood. I've yet to see proof of Rachel being wrong

Yeah I know she had her dogs attack Taylor, Taylor's an aspiring snitch, it's okay to maul a snitch

I think I knew this part already but honestly I'm more excited to have Rachel lore than anything

I wonder how much leniency can be provided for crimes that happen in the immediate aftermath or because of a trigger event. Maybe not a ton, or maybe enough to get away with murder. I'd be curious to learn more about that, if it ever comes up.

And uhh, yeah, that'd fucking get you dead bodies alright. Wonder if that's why she's so hardcore about the training, making sure that never happens again. Entirely for the dogs' benefit, or only mostly and then there's some part of her that thrives with that kind of control?

Alec you cheeky little shit, you're endearing yourself to me

Honestly Taylor, just try and breathe easy for a little bit, I don't think you've been able to do that in over a year. Take your time, enjoy your walk on the wild side.

Maybe I'm biased but I love these two interacting on their own, so I'm fully in favor of this plan Lisa

Well I'm sure if Lisa ever killed anybody they deserved it, or if nothing else she arranged circumstances so that they ended up deserving it after some mild provocation

it's fiiiiiiiiine

Current Thoughts

This story has such good slice of life, I want more of it every time and every time I get cut off before I'm satisfied. Is that on purpose? If that's on purpose Wildbow might be a more sinister intelligence than I'd thought.

School segment was so blissfully short and Taylor managed to fight Emma to a standstill so this is a huge improvement over every other second she's spent at school

If Rachel ever kills anyone on purpose they deserved it, and if Rachel ever kills anyone on accident it's okay bc everyone makes mistakes

Honestly I'd be willing to accept any of these kids as having a good reason to render someone cadaverrific. Brian and Lisa have good heads on their shoulders and at this point I'm starting to suspect that the lazy gamer thing Alec has going on is like, at least partially a front for a deeper personality, and he's trying to be shallow on purpose, so idk what that means for him being a killer but I somehow doubt he's a fucking Hannibal Lecter type when we're not looking

...Actually come to think on it the only two members the Protectorate has info on is Grue and Bitch, right? Tattletale is an unknown and Regent has almost nothing about him. I'd suspect Grue to be the second killer but I'm not sure if that's a red herring.

Find out eventually, I guess.

...I might have another chapter in me before sacking out for the night. We'll see.

[sophieinwonderland]

On The Survivor's Network Admin's "Apology"

As many know, the Admin of the Survivors' Network made an awful post about me back in November. In the recent document from the Survivors' Network, it included the admin's "apology" to the server, and I wanted to address that.

The Original Post

Pictures of the original post are at the bottom under the Keep Reading. TW in advance for fakeclaiming, transphobia, misgendering, bullying, etc.

The "Apology"

When the post resurfaced this year, the admin had this to say in the Survivor’s Network: i am going to be fully transparent. i am the one who made that post, on November 28th of 2022. it was a shitty post. but ugh. i don’t know. i was in an abusive situation i was still in denial about and taking my anger out where i felt it was righteous. i had been trying to stay away from syscourse for similar reasons, but i’ve got a part i failed to keep track of there. and that is shitty. i was just so pissed that, just like she is now, she was only afloat after some terrible shit coming up because of claiming oppression she neither understands or actually experiences. i was so fucking upset, as a trans person, that she had repeatedly waxed about being and identifying as cis and then as soon as it benefit her claimed that she was oppressed in the same way trans people are. it fucking hurt to see that and to see so many people just accepting it— because that was why she said it. not because she actually believed it, but because it put her back in good standing to have a few more made-up oppression points. and then i did the Really Shitty thing and i decided to break through the Sophie Wall and talk directly to the host. and i got really fakeclaimy, and i regret the fuck out of that. if i could go back and have not made that post, i would. it’s private now, and, for full transparency, if any of you want to see the full post i can send it but in honestly ashamed by it now. i don’t care whether or not sophie is experiencing what she says she is, i don’t want other people to see that and be hurt by it. i just. ugh. i was being an idiot. in the place i am now, i’d never make a post like that. i feel really bad about it. it was immature and a very obvious display of lack of inhibition on my part. it does highlight where i think i’m still in need of s lot of growth, though, and reminds me i do need to continue to work with [alters name that I am not going to include in this incredibly public post, for system privacy] in therapy. i do also want to apologize to you all for doing this. i wasn’t leading by example. i wasn’t being mature. i was spitting vitriol, something that especially now, more than ever, with my current religious/spiritual growth and my personal growth in therapy, never feel is okay. i used to be a very hateful person towards people that i felt were wronging me and/or my community, and this is no exception to that. i regret it deeply, and can only rectify  that by promising that i have been growing and will continue to grow as time goes on. i’m really sorry. and i’m sorry that i didn’t deal with that post sooner— i would have if i had remembered it was there. i actually need to go through all my oldest posts, some of them are pretty bad.

Who the apology was for...

To be clear, this was not an apology to me.

It did not express any regret whatsoever at how it might have affected me. They express that they're concerned about other people being hurt by it and that they're sorry to the Survivors' Network for not leading by example. But they don't seem overly bothered by its impact on the person it was about.

Which is fine. I don't care. I'm not asking for an apology, and certainly wouldn't want them to fake one for my benefit. But since that one ask suggested I was given apologies, I suspect they might have mistook this post made in the Discord server... which wasn't intended for me, didn't express guilt over how it affected me, and wasn't in a place I could even find it unless I had a spy in the server... as an apology to me. I just wanted to establish for the record that this apology was worded in a way that it was directed at basically everyone but me.

Reasons are given in the document why they chose not to reach out and thought it would be a bad idea. And while those may have truth to them, this post reads as if they don't feel guilt for how this might have impacted me.

Maybe I'm wrong, but if that is the case, then I'm genuinely thankful they didn't try to give me some fake apology they didn't mean. I don't need and don't want it.

That's not what I wanted to talk about though.

Yes, Cis-Identifying Headmates With Different Genders Than The Body's AGAB Are Still Oppressed In The Same Way Trans People Are!

Let's zero in on this...

i was so fucking upset, as a trans person, that she had repeatedly waxed about being and identifying as cis and then as soon as it benefit her claimed that she was oppressed in the same way trans people are.

Do you think that the reason trans people are oppressed is because cis people just really hate the word trans?

That if trans people just called themselves by a different label, they'd totally be accepted in society?

No. Of course not!

And likewise, just because cis-identifying headmates with different genders from the body's AGAB don't identify as trans, that doesn't mean that they aren't oppressed in the same way trans people are.

That doesn't mean they won't be directly impacted by the way society treats any GNC people, and even much of the transphobic legislation being passed right now!

Transphobia isn't actually hatred of just the people who call themselves trans. It's hatred of people with different genders from their AGAB and GNC people, regardless of if they call themselves transgender or not.

On Why I Identify as Cis...

First, the most obvious reason I identify as cis is because I am. As far as I'm concerned, my inner form is my true form. And it's always been assigned female. What our shared body's assigned gender is doesn't matter to me.

But I will make a confession: the reason I talk about being cis so much, the reason I flaunt it, is to make a statement.

There was a very infuriating bit of sysmed gatekeeping last year that argued that headmates can't identify as transgender if their gender is the same as their AGAB.

I found this incredibly hypocritical given that almost all systems have non-transgender headmates with differing genders from the body's AGAB, but they're not forced to label themselves as transgender.

At the same time, they also don't publicly call themselves cis despite feeling cis on the inside.

So my goal of bringing up being cis frequently is to challenge accepted norms for systems. To normalize publicly identifying as cis headmates, and by extension, to normalize headmates with the same gender as the body's AGAB identifying as trans.

If people have a problem with trans-identifying headmates with a different gender from their body's AGAB, then they should also have a problem with cis headmates with a different one. And that means the vast majority of the plural community.

I call myself cis, all the time, to get people to think seriously about how we conceptualize gender when it comes to systems.

But identifying as cis doesn't mean I don't experience gender dysphoria while fronting, nor does it magically stop me or any other cis-identifying headmates from being victims of the same oppression we would face if we identified as transgender instead.

On Having Room To Grow

It was nice to apologize to the other people who saw it.

But this apology still doubles down on some of the most harmful points. It denies the oppression systems with cis-identifying headmates face, and practically presents our gender identities as less valid than those of trans-identifying people.

And in this way, they fail to understand a huge part of WHY their original post was bad.

Yes, the fakeclaiming was awful, and could easily send people into derealization spirals. The language itself was cruel and verbally abusive.

But let's not ignore the huge problem with the premise itself. The whole ideology it's built on that the only way GNC people can be oppressed is by explicitly identifying as trans. That discrimination against systems for our genders isn't as bad as discrimination against transgender people.

And this is something that I sincerely hope the user and anyone in the system community who agrees with them, can grow out of.

The Original Post:

Oh, and no one in our system has ever used 4Chan. 🤷‍♀️

[fritoley]

The Dragon Prince Thoughts 6x04 - The Starscraper

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“Are those Draconic words?”

Honey I know you did not just read out loud unfamiliar words when you KNOW Draconic words are usually spell incantations and would almost definitely do something—

CLAUDIA YOU BETTER NOT KILL THAT KITTEN FOR PARTS

NU-UH—

“I’m so messed up, Terry. I’ve been stuck just staring, for over an hour now.”

I mean at least she’s self-aware that’s a good first step

She seriously needs therapy tho

Shit everyone in this show does lmao—

“Drop.”

LMAO that was cold

He ain’t taking no shit today

STELLA CAN’T YOU TELEPORT OR SOMETHING C’MON NOW

“I think…I need to see my dad again.”

Oh wow. I thought with Viren leaving that Claudia was going to go over the edge and just go all in. Freeing Aaravos, supporting his plans and whatnot, and honestly I thought she was going to be so gone in her grief and stuff that terry was going to join team zym to try and get her back. Seeing her take a step back and try to find the right path is surprising, but it’s good.

“How do you feel about spiders?”

Okay I seriously love Astrid she’s frickin amazing

I hope we see a lot of her in later seasons

Also KOSMO IS SP PRETTY ugh I’ve always loved vitiligo it’s absolutely beautiful—

“The Elder is the only living Celestial Elf who has ever removed his blindfold and let in the starlight.”

Wait so do Skywing elves have super long life spans or something? Do all elves live super long like that? I’ll have to look it up I forgot—

OOF THOSE LOOK LIKE VIREN’S STAFF

BUT ONE IS MISSING HAHA—

Wait didn’t the staff originally belong to Ziard? AND DIDN’T ZIARD GET IT FROM AARAVOS??? So much BACKSTORY

“I’m afraid the Novablade was given to a brave human girl hundreds of years ago.”

THE ORPHAN QUEEN IT’S GOTTA BE

CLAUDIA REALLY WAS ABOUT TO GET MAULED OMG

SHE WASN’T GONNA DO IT

“He’s back, Soren. Your father, he’s here.”

Soren’s really gonna have a rough time this season I already know it.

It’s gonna be baaaaaaddd

I MEAN LOOK AT HIS FACE

He’s already distressed poor babyyyy 😭

OKAY it’s really picking up now. I didn’t say anything about the “Chosen Two” stuff Callum and Rayla are dealing with cuz i didn’t really have any commentary on that part but I am excited to see what happens there. Claudia really surprised me with her internal conflict and stuff and I’m glad she’s thinking rationally now i hope it stays that way. I think it’s safe to say that from here on out this season is going to get extremely tense, so buckle up :'D

[storiesofsvu]

Alright, it is time. Im not gonna lie to you, I’m both excited and worried about this episode. Am I more worried about the potential cringe that might happen or the fandom lashing out when they don’t get what they want? I’m honestly not sure.

So like…can we please just remember, we get what we get and fics, video edits, etc can “fix” them and make the endings that we really want. PLEASE don’t be attacking other fans or tagging actors in your posts complaining about shit, lets be polite and friends at the end…

WHY do so many show use the iphone “alarm” sound for major alarms, it honestly drives me insane

We SAW voit going back into his cell so this has got to be a nightmare sequence.

THIS is the singing shit?! Jfc guys

AND there we go with the bullet wound paget teased, now we now that isn’t an issue.

Honestly, this entire intro would have been way more powerful if we hadn’t been shown the jemily sneak peek, cause obvi it’s not whats going on if that happens later on in the ep…

Okay so… Emily either ended up at pen’s or called her up to drink and crashed on that couch and that’s how she ended up there? (obvi drunk cause of the bucket, but I still want more info lol)

Rossi needs like..sleep…and meds… him being in charge of the bau rn isn’t okay. Obvi Emily wasn’t in much better shape, and jj is like going through her own shit but it’s been YEARS of rossi saying he doesn’t want the job and jj has been the interim boss before so like, shouldn’t it just go to her? also like, rossi could/should easily take a step back, chill out, take a day of leave, this isn’t healthy. God everyone on this team needs SO much therapy…

“please im a mom, I’ve seen worse” jj is literally shifting right back into mom mode cause she knows that’s what Emily needs.

Thank GOD for tara to be able to see this, and finally be able to dig into it (hopefully lol)

UGH I FUCKING LVOE TARA SO MUCH WHY DOESN’T SHE GET THE LOVE SHE DESERVES

Like, she KNOWS dave needs help and to talk and is avoiding therapy, but doesn’t really want to open up right away so she just sits with him and lets him know that she’s there…

JJ GRABBING THE CHEETO RIGHT AWAY YESSS

Okay at least there’s explanation as to why this scene is so dark LOL

How did Emily wake up, get snacks, get drunk and get high between the time Penelope left for work and jj get to the apartment. Like, I swear it’s still before noon…. Also … homegirl is SO high…lol

Okay, so, so far I am glad that the scene/scenario was so short, like that arc of this episode is the comedic arc (so far) that keeps the ep light. Yes, it is more paget in Emily than we’re used to seeing, but also, Emily is full on losing her shit and it’s this loose, a little wild, unhinged Emily (that we saw briefly in the ep Saturday when, once again, she was intoxicated) we also at this point in the ep don’t know how/why/when she got high. And things like cbd/gummies/smaller doses are pretty regularly and readily available, correct? (I live in Canada, its all legal here so im not sure on specifications and im too lazy to google it rn lol) OBVI it would be very against fbi protocol, but again, she’s convinced she’s lost her job already… (and we all do some wild/stupid/rash things when we think we’ve lost our jobs/are on the brink of it… trust me..)

I think this is the first time we’ve gotten to see Tara use her doctorate (is that the right word lol) amongst the team and I hope we get to see a lot more of it. Like, let’s remember that she’s a dr!

Ah, okay, its legal in the district… got it. HOWEVER, she does say she uses THC to get her brain to unwind and the way it was said seems like it’s a pretty regular thing?? So like.. does that shit leave your body within 12 or less hours? Or is it fine for a fed to test positive for a lowered amount? Im not good at science so I’m gonna pretend that it’s the same as having a glass of wine or bottle after work lol…

Omg lolololol. Okay, yeah this is very fanfic of them, but I don’t really care, as if Emily got EDIBLE FUCKING CHEETOS. Like of COURSE jj would snag a few of them.. LOL.

How tf is tyler in an interrogation room….

Emily talking about how the longer in the job you lose yourself or your loved ones or more and like.. she’s literally lost all of that multiple times and has still managed to come back and be strong for herself and her team? God im fucking crying.

ALSO sobbing over jj being worried about someone from her kids high school finding the ai porn, cause fuck that somehow didn’t even cross my mind…

Man they are really pushing garvez HARD this season… and I don’t know if I want them dating or besties lol.

Ngl. I honestly am SO much less invested in the case part of these episodes than the personal/friendships… I LOVE Zach and think he’s an incredible actor and when voit is a person and not a hallucination I don’t mind him being a regular, but this whole shit with tyler? Im bored. So bored. I’m bored of this case, I want sicarius gone. S16 was good, it was one mega unsub with a mini unsub per each episode and I liked that cause it was different yet also similar to the same style of 1.0. but this is.. pushing it.

Okay thank GOD tyler didn’t actually go rogue and go in alone, jfc he’s gained some sense.

Man, all these two girls have eaten all day is chips.. they need some actual food LOL. “the ones that came before us, Gideon, hotch” lowkey hate that there has not been a single mention of elle….

 I do love that emily’s team always has her back and wants her to continue to be working with them, but iirc there was some difference to when she was gonna quit with barnes in charge, reid begged her not to leave, jj says “I’ll support you no matter what”

LOL the “I can’t drive..” “well, I can’t…” “rideshare?”

Also im sorry but they’re both SO professional once they get to work and em’s in full business casual?? Maybe more time passed than led on cause they seem pretty sober now lol.

Alright, welp, that’s it. Tonight’s ep was honestly meh. I loved some moments; I hated others and some were super boring. Overall, not the strongest that we’ve had yet this season… who knows what next week holds!

[chvoswxtch]

👋 hi, i'm back again already :)

i'm so glad i'm not alone in being completely feral for those set pictures. like it's insane what just seeing them has done to my brain chemistry. i saw them like an hour or so before i had therapy on wednesday and i felt like i was going insane for the rest of the day. the frank brainrot is real and i will be binge-reading ur fics again (bc i love ur portrayal of frank and i need that man in my life) and just UGH, i can't even explain how this man makes me feel without sounding fucking nuts.

and okay after finishing season two, i just, i have no words. i know that the fandom doesn't always love amy but genuinely, she has such a special place in my heart. and the lengths that frank went to protect her actually just made me want to sob. he absolutely melts my heart and i remember when i watched the start of season 2 all the way back in like september last year, i literally sobbed at the end of the first episode after he had that conversation about maria with the woman he met at the bar. like i am such a simp for this man, it's insane how emotional i get over it sometimes.

also i know you've watched criminal minds (the two fics u wrote were absolutely delicious btw) so i feel like you will understand this but pilgrim's actor being the same as will's just made it slightly hard for me to take him seriously. like the actor did a phenomenal job but i just couldn't help but see him as will. it was so jarring and also just a little bit funny. either way, i didn't hate the storyline as much as i thought but the connection between him and the schultz family did seem a little jarring? or like out of the blue? but i'm not sure if that's because of the writing or because of how long it took me to actually finish the show. but i think it was such an interesting way to connect the two plots even if it confused me?

then okay, like billy this season, he was a complete fucking psycho and usually ben barnes can make psychos be so hot but after he and dumont tried to like break frank by making him think he killed innocents, bro i was not on this man's side anymore. like i honestly was so mad at him. i haven't like been that mad at a character in so long, i was concerned for myself. honestly, i could have strangled billy in that moment. also dumont was just such a kind of dull character? i think the scene in like episode 12 when dumont and madani are having that conversation about like the trauma she (and billy and frank) went through was so good but that was like the most interesting i found her. i'd love to know your thoughts on her!

and like madani? i can't talk about madani without going too feral. like her and frank are my definition of bisexual panic. any time they are on the screen together, i go insane. the thought of the two of them actually is just- it's too much. i feel like madani doesn't get a lot of love in the fandom which always makes me sad because she is (to me) a literal goddess. but anyway.

i have so many more thoughts (mainly about how much i love frank and how fucking good a job jon does at portraying him) but this is already such a long message. i am SO sorry, i can do nothing but apologise

(the only reason it's so long is because none of my friends have actually watched the punisher so i have no one to talk to. sorry court <3)

i'm gonna ramble below the cut with you, please step into my office <3

those set pictures are ruining my life. like it still feels surreal that it's happening?? but i'm so happy they listened to the fans and seem to be taking the reboot seriously. also I know how protective charlie and jon are over matt and frank, so I trust they're making sure it's done right. akjdfhdfh you're too nice to me pls

I loved season 2, personally. it felt a little rushed, but I think that has to due with the fact that they planned more storylines and got cancelled because of the disney plus thing. I liked that we got to see a more fatherly side of frank with amy because it added so many more layers to his personality. we got to see it with the micro's kids, but we got to see it so much more with amy and I loved that

OMG WHEN WILL SHOWED UP I WAS LIKE SIR WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?? WHERE IS JJ??? it's so funny you say that bc the first thing I saw that actor in was a horror movie and then criminal minds but I always think of those two when I see him lmao. the pilgrim/schultz storyline was a little strange but again I think it's one of those things where they planned for more and weren't able to do it with the cancellation

I did not care for dumont's character at all to be candid. I don't really feel like she added much to the storyline. my main complaint about billy in season 2 is he still looked too pretty LMAO. like I get it, it's ben barnes, they can only do so much, but frank rocked his shit too hard for him to have a few scratches. I would've preferred to see him be more evil and psycho and bloodthisty for revenge but that's just me

DINAH MADANI THE WOMAN THAT YOU ARE. she and frank are the definition of bisexual panic. she's just...like that scene of her and karen in the conference room when she's asking her if she knows anything about frank being alive?? karen is a stronger woman than me bc I would've let her bend me over that table. dinah doesn't get enough love in this fandom and that doesn't sit right with me and I feel it is my civic duty to keep the thirst for her alive

pls don't apologize! I am happy to chat about frankie anytime :)

[thatonebirdwrites]

Can I just say I fucking love Sam Arias? Of COURSE, she's back! Honestly, I think showrunners had to send her away because Lena wouldn't have gone to the darkest of places because Sam would have been there to remind her that there is some hope in humanity, because Sam never lied to her. Sam is basically her best buddy, her wingwoman.

Sam would have talked her out of Non Nocere by asking just the right questions, and Lena would likely say, "Ugh, Sam, stop making me think and feel."

Sam would reply, "You know, I think you need a hug now." Upon which, Lena would be all grouchy but allow it. And of course Ruby would appear out of nowhere to tackle Lena in a surprise hug, and who can be angsty and despairing with that kid around? In this essay I will....

EXCERPT From Near the Start of The Chapter:

“Hey.” Sam’s voice draws her out of her research haze. “You unable to sleep?” She stands in the kitchen’s archway, her eyebrows scrunched in concern. She’s wearing navy blue pajama pants and a large T-shirt with a crow on it, and her shoulder-length brown hair falls in soft waves.

Lena shrugs. “Nightowl. Why are you up? You should be resting.”

“I normally wake at six,” Sam says, amused. “May I join you?” Sam gestures to the other stool in front of the counter. 

“Sure.” Turning back to her search, she clicks through another record, the translation program she ad-hoc-ed for Irish in the other window. 

“What are you researching?” Sam fills a glass with water and settles on the stool next to her. 

“My adoption papers were missing,” Lena says, absently. The screen is a little hazy, so she reluctantly puts on her glasses back on. Later, she’ll switch to contacts. “Searching Irish records for my birth currently.” 

“Why would they be missing?” Sam frowns. 

Lena sighs. “Lillian hated that I was Irish. I thought she hated me in general, but when I put a truthseeker on her a few weeks ago, she…” The memory is laced with shock and pain still. “… she said she loved me. I don’t know what that means. Her actions have always been hurtful.” 

“Abusive people can still love, but that doesn’t mean it’s healthy,” Sam says, her voice soft.

Lena glances at her friend. “Therapy is making you wise, Sam.” 

“Well, it’s got to be good for something, right?” Sam sips her water. “Love is a complicated topic for you, isn’t it?”

“Yes.” Lena clicks through to the next page and narrows the search on her birthdate. Or at least the one the Luthors have used for her. The more she digs into her Irish past, the more she realizes the lies her adopted family told her. It infuriates her. 

“What is love, Sam?” Lena pushes back from her laptop and looks at her friend. No, more than a friend. A sister - part of Lena’s chosen family. “I understand it scientifically. A series of chemicals in our brain and nervous system that induces feelings of connection.”

Sam studies her, her brown eyes thoughtful. “It’s more than that.”

Lena gestures for her to continue.

“Fair warning,” Sam holds up her hands. “I’m going to be super sappy now.” 

Lena rolls her eyes. “I don’t think you can defeat Kara’s sap.”

“Now that’s a challenge!” Sam grins, but then her smile fades, and her gaze unfocuses. “Love is warmth. Hope. A connection that bridges time and space. It’s how I survived Reign.” She pauses to rub her hand on her leg, a sure sign she’s nervous. “When I was trapped in that damn forest, I wrote Ruby’s name, my name, yours, and I kept writing it. It was my love for all of you that kept me fighting. Kept me hoping you’d find the cure, and you did. All of you did. That connection, that feeling of vulnerability love creates? It’s the strongest force in the universe. Not even Reign could destroy it, and we both know she tried.”

“Love as a force, that’s not one I’ve heard before,” Lena tries to quip, but instead, she finds herself tearing up again. She turns back to her laptop. “Dammit, I didn’t cry this much before Kara died and I resurrected her.” 

“Lena, what’s really going on?” Sam’s gentle concern only makes Lena want to cry more. 

“I think I’m in love with Kara,” Lena blurts it out before she loses her nerve. “But I don’t know how to trust her again. She lied to me for years, Sam. I keep telling her that I’m working through the hurt. I want to forgive her, but I just…” 

“You’re angry.” 

The moment Sam says it, Lena realizes she is. She is angry. So very angry. It surprises and alarms her. How much of her rage lately relates to Kara's confession then? How much to Kara's death, where Lena's rage and grief magically brings Kara back? Or at Lex orchestrating Kara’s death?

Unnerved, she traces her finger along the edge of the counter. Parsing intricately layered emotions like this feels insurmountable. Like she's climbing a massive mountain with little to no gear. It brings to mind that dark void Dreamer and her got stuck in when her attempt at a safe space imploded. For Jack's death, she was numb, the grief apparently shoved deep down, but for Kara, she is the exact opposite - a boiling cauldron of emotion.

[leejenowrld]

i really wanna know how they would decorate their house when they move in together hehehe!!

also, imo i would say i prefer jeno’s pov > alternative side of the fic bc i feel like the latter would change my (and probably others) view of the current loving jeno we have 😣 but its really up to you as i’m sure you have many great ideas <33

omg i love this!!! it’s gonna be long and filled with descriptions and some cute behind the scenes facts so stay tuned!!!! you will fall for yn and jeno even harder ugh

(also i might make a jeno pov but show some unwritten/unseen scenes that can make me explore a different side to his character, maybe his conflicted side idk i wanna do smth fun hehe)

ok so some fun facts, jeno basically built this house for her when they grew older 😭 i’m talking like 24-27. seeing as though he has a strong background in architecture and engineering, he knows about all this stuff and idk he just had a lot of input in the building of the house and he designed everything. it’s so sweet :( jeno worked his ass off in so many jobs at one time just to be able to do this

yn had no clue this was happening. it was genuinely a surprise and he had it hidden for so many years, imagine the reaction when she found out?? safe to say she was crying to him all night long in their new and beautiful room in their new house 😭 they both work incredibly hard, have good jobs and worked their asses off in education and their grown up jobs so it’s safe to say they deserve and have earned this luxurious house. also since yn didn’t know about it, jeno did design the layout and most of the interior, he knows what his girl likes :) he designed it for her, her style and her color schemes, his style is different but he honestly didn’t care. he wanted to do this for her, he’s so endlessly in love with her and just wanted to do this for the love of his life :( he wanted to build her a home that she loved and that they could grow up in its so fucking cute

let me start off with they’re rich rich like they’re both hard working so i imagine their house to reflect that

ok ramble after. the house 🖤🖤

i’ll start off with their shared bedroom.

it’s very minimalist, very blue color scheme that they both vibe with. this is really the only room that doesn't scream 'girly' because it's also his room and idk i just think it makes sense to have their shared master bedroom like this

they have a very luxurious en suite

they have the best view, jeno knows that yn is a sucker for views and pretty scenes so you’ll see that around their house. the neighbourhood they’re in is filled with nature and pretty sights

they tend to people watch from their view in their shared bedroom and it’s so mf cute. yn will be standing in front of the window and jeno will come up behind her, back hug, so close to her (kinda same vibe as the ending of mfal) and he will kiss her cheek so softly and whisper sweet things into her ear 🥹

they also have those windows that people from outside can’t look into so you bet jeno has her pushed up against the windows screaming his name more times than none ;)

yns ‘girly room’

he built yn her dream room 🥹 it’s a girly and pink room, she’s just a girl. it has all her cute skincare and her vanity and her makeup like you might not think it but she loves this type of stuff!! she’s a whore for it, her and retail therapy go hand in hand and jeno knows that and made sure to give her a room that it just her, a room where she can wind down in. he put the most effort and thought into this room, he wanted it to be perfect for her. it also has her book shelf!! and her cute reading sofa. it’s her safe haven. it’s a good place for her to chill in when she needs to get away and when she feels anxiety and that’s exactly why jeno made it for her :(

it’s kinda a private room for yn lol like she likes to keep it away and keep it to herself because it’s just the biggest gift jeno has ever given her (the entire house is duh)

but she loves to chill with jeno in here 🥹 they’ve had their softest sex moments in here

as well as their rough sex!! hell yeah. this is the room where yn keeps her lingerie lmao

the kitchen

i’m not completely satisfied with the photos i found but oh well, just the vibe is that it’s very girly lmao. keep in mind jeno designed this, he did it for his girl ❤️ he truly doesn’t give a shit like he put what she wanted above his own needs, he thrives off that shit, he loves giving her love and just giving. he is so in love i can’t express it enough

yn can’t cook for shit so he is always here making her meals and food :( he will always ask her what she wants for dinner, he will always make what she wants above what he wants

imagine him as a dad cooking for his family, making the pancakes in the morning 🥺

imagine how much sex has happened in this room… fucking insane

living room

one of my faves, it just screams home. i don’t have much to say to say about this room, just enjoy the pics 🫶

just imagine the fluffiest and biggest and comfiest sofa, the cuddling and sex that happens on there 🥺

the movie nights man!!! they invite all their friends too it’s the cutest shit ever

the garden

so girly

so many flowers

it’s just beautiful

so many butterflies come in aswell 🥹

jenos camera roll is just filled with photos of yn in this garden like he’s obbessed

[ncityavenue]

Could I request nct 127 getting jealous or nct 127 as tropes?

Luv your work btw ❤️

Thank you I appreciate it sugar! <3 anyways here's nct 127 as tropes!! Ngl this turned into a whole book😭😭

NCT 127 AS TROPES

TAEIL

Definitely opposites attract. Taeil is known for being on the more timid side and not causing much of chaos but you were the other side of that. You two were Ying and Yang of human love. Something abt that made Taeil's fall in love with you, he saw you as someone so lively and free he wanted that to be apart of his life. He started out with wanted to know more about your interests to learn more about you to doing those activities with you vice versa.

JOHNNY

Best friend's brother, BRO IT JUST MAKES SENSE!! Like you be chilling at your best friends house giggling with them and then you see johnny walk into his siblings room with just his sweat pants on saying "do you have any more deodorant?" You stared at him (his abs) while his wet hair dripped on his shoulder, his sibling lazily pointed at the deodorant on their dresser and he walked over to get it. Honestly you couldn't stop staring and before he left he winked at you causing a smile to appear on your face.

TAEYONG

Oblivious to love, Sorry love but you'd be the oblivious one. Taeyong is very shy guy, and it takes him long to drop hints to you that he's interested. He needed johnny to help him since he knows johnny isn't afraid to tell any of his crushes how he feels abt them, Taeyong had jumped out of his comfort zone to do hints that he likes but there was no avail. You had thought taeyong was bring a sweetheart to you, you had wished it meant he loved you WHICH HE DID but you didn't suspect that. Oblivion at its finest.

YUTA

Fwb to lovers, UGH ITS JUST WRITTEN ALL OVER THIS POOR FOOL😭 you and yuta swore off that you would only purely be fwb, keep it casual. No literally, after one of your romantic nights you guys held your hand up and both said "I swear." But Yuta bit his own tongue once he saw how you carried yourself day to day, he started being more romantic yknow the classic holding hands thing going out of his way to make you happy. You two one night were high as a kite and after a couple laughs yuta had leaned in kissing you passionately before breaking the number one rule "never say I love you" and he did just that.

DOYOUNG

Second chance love, You and Doyoung were once a happy couple but unfortunately ended in shambles. During an argument before the break-up, You called Doyoung a control freak and that he needs to get therapy while he called you selfish. Both of you had some right claims and wrong, after 2 years of not seeing him here or there you admittedly missed him. Your dreams were fulfilled when you saw him again when you started working at this office, you were in the elevator and as it stopped on the 3rd floor you saw him fix his tie you were shocked to say the least, he was too as he stuttered a "y/n?". That's when you knew it was destiny that brought you back together.

JAEHYUN

Fake Relationship. You and Jaehyun were just coworkers and your company told you to pretend to be together for the attention and of course the money, they knew with your success and admiration around the world mixed with Jaehyun's it would be immaculate. The only problem was that there were no feelings for one another..in the beginning, you two made the deal of only being lovey dovey infront of cameras. But that deal was broken when a drunken night between yourselves, it started from chatting to flirting to touching to kissing to fucking. After that you both didn't know whether or not you wanted this to be official or not

JUNGWOO

Childhood friends to lovers, UGH you guys have been peas in a pod since middle school and jungwoo had always been the shy quiet nerdy boy while you were the popular nice one. He never really knew why you wanted to stay his friend but even in the long distance when you guys grew older you stood up to date with him, you were protective of him since many ppl treated him as an outcast and only a toy. He found you courageous and gorgeous, he always silently admired you not wanting to creep you out. Until on valentines day, Jungwoo was sitting on his couch yet again a lonely love day and he thought abt you already probably on a date or getting pleasure. He heard a knock on his front door and opened the door to see you standing there with a bouquet of flowers and big plushie with a huge box of chocolates, he saw you smiling "will you my valentines?" Jungwoo was very confused, "aren't you already–" "they flunked out on me woo, I want you. Only you." Jungwoo couldn't believe the words coming out your mouth he happily excepted and he definitely made sure he loved you right that night🤭😉.

MARK

Boy next door, yes this is literally mark. You live in duplex and you heard a few of acquaintances in the building talk about this new neighbor, you thought that the neighbor was just really nice until you saw him walk into the apartment next to you with boxes struggling a little bit. Now you knew why they were talking about him, he was a cutie. His puppy eyes with the glasses to match, you giggled a bit from how cute he looked. You wanted to make your grand entrance but you looked like a mess so you fixed yourself up a bit and came back out but before you did he was gone inside his house. You pouted but don't get too sad, the week after you were the one struggling with groceries and Mark had spotted you he suggested for help and you happily obliged. He placed them inside your house, and that's when you introduced yourselves. After that you guys chatted here and there maybe even flirted a bit, but you were walking your dog and happened to run into mark, he had said he was going the same way as you but he was on his way back home clearly but you didn't mind. He offered to go to the Cafe that had outdoor seating, you simply raised an eyebrow and said "it's a date then." You grinned excepting his invite.

HAECHAN

Ok of course haechan is the king of enemies to lovers trope but I also think he's a love triangle guy as well, he could be both. You and haechan had never been the best of friends, you tolerated him only bc you were dating his best friend Jaemin. He couldn't stand the fact you could be liked so quickly and even loved, he thinks your the fakest slut ever (quoted by him). The real reason he didn't like you was because he wanted to be the only you love,cherish, and bang this was not a jealousy towards jaemin he just hated he had those feelings so he took it out on you for it. That was until one night he had like other 100 nights you and jaemin fucking, he couldn't take the bones rising up so he needed to settle this. He had intruded you and jaemins love making, that just made it worse, you had spotted his erection before he could even cover it and go back in his room. Something in your knew this wasn't abt him sleeping peacefully without interruptions, he wanted to join. It only took little convincing until his boxers were off. Then with jaemins permission, you guys started fucking frequently after one of those nights haechan happened to say "I love you" while he came inside you.

[platonicallylovesick]

And now, some excerpts from my watch notes. Spoilers.

Today's victim: Bakugo. I'll highlight the ones that arent just recapping events, from the beginning of the show, to where i am now, partway through season 3.

this is the best pic i have of him rn bear with me

"You don't stand a chance without a quirk🫵😒"

"People look at them and just know they're destined for greatness" Baby, all people see when they look at you is a near miss for FAS be so fr

I know you prolly wanna go to the big leagues hero school to escape your shitty home life or whatever, but honestly take a peek in the mirror, this is what peaking looks like

Kacchan needs to chill tf out. Dude is like 99% rage and 1% confidence. Okay so you moved up ONE GRADE and aren't the coolest bestest ever anymore, but seriously that is why it is a SCHOOL babe, it is for you TO LEARN.

this kid needs like... so much therapy. when tf do we get his backstory because like what the actual hell.

I LOVE and ADORE Bakugo and Kirishima's relationship. He's kinda Kacchan's only friend. He can make himself as hard as a rock with his Quirk, so Kacchan's explosions have no effect on him. In a symbolic sense, his explosive personality doesnt phase him either, he's really the only one who not only tolerates Kacchan, but actively chooses to hang out w/ him. Kirishima drags him to every event and hangout to force him to get some kind of social time with the rest of the class and kinda tempers his rage. Its REALLY REALLY sweet and I love it so much

"I dont care if theyre my classmates, I wanna beat them up so Im the strongest >:(" "Yeah whatever man I love your determination >:)"

"That kid's got spunk!" "He's like a mini version of you." "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! YOU NEED TO SHUT YOUR MOUTH BEFORE I BLAST YOU ALL THE WAY TO HELL!" "Yeah sure."

obsessed with him actually

"cmon get it bakugo!!" (Kirishima is) HIS #1 SUPPORTER

UGH I LOVE THEM SM SM SM SM SM

Kacchan and Tokoyaki (the explody angry guy and the bird headed guy) got turned into marbles and stolen by the villains

I KNOW I mentioned how much I LOVE Kirishima Because he's currently fighting with several people to let him go after Kacchan. Because he's literally his only genuine friend.

Kirishima and Kacchan are freaking everything to me right now.

okay so... they got away with Kacchan but Tokoyami was rescued AND I SWEAR DUDE THE AMOUNT OF SPICE AND ANGST BETWEEN KACCHAN AND DEKU IS INSANE THE PLEADING FOR HIM, THE WAY KACCHAN BARELY CHOKED OUT FOR DEKU TO STAY BACK SO HE WOULDNT GET HURT ANY MORE WHILE HE'S BEING HELD BY THE THROAT DUDE ITS SO FUCKING GOOD HOOOLLLYYYY SHITTTT THIS IS MY JAM

UGH NOT KIRISHIMA THROWING CAUTION AND REASON INTO THE WIND TO GO AFTER BAKUGO ON HIS OWN

THEY ARE BESTIES AND DEFINATELY MORE. I DONT KNOW WHAT KIND OF MORE, BUT THEY'RE DEFINATELY MORE.

HE PAYED KIRISHIMA THE MONEY HE SPENT TO BUY NIGHT-VISION GOGGLES FOR THE RESCUE MISSION AWWWW

WTF THATS LITERALLY THE NICEST THING WE'VE SEEN BAKUGO DO ALL FUCKING SHOW AND WE'RE ON SEASON 3

"Now i'm not in your debt" UH HUH YEAH MAN NICE COVER

I NEED to see their ship content

[vodika-vibes]

Stealing the Commander - Part 3

Fira, Gray, and Juffo try to acquire a Surgical droid. They travel to the resort planet Ylesia, and come to a disturbing realization. 

This is a little short, but if I kept going it would get really long. 

“This is the specific type of droid I need,” Bug said to Fira, taking a moment to turn his datapad so that she was able to get a good look at the droid on the screen. “If you have to buy one legally, darlin’, do so. But we need one.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Fira waved her hand absently, and then went back to coiling her hair against the back of her head. She couldn’t wear her normal ponytail while wearing her helmet, after all. “Just send me the details to my datapad, and I’ll find it.”

“I know. You always do.” Bug smiled at her, before he batted her hands away, “Honestly, girl. You’d think you’d be better at braids by this point.” He smoothly finished her braid, and pinned them to the back of her head.

“Why would I do that when you enjoy braiding my hair so much,” Fira joked, shaking her head a little to ensure that her hair was secure, and then spinning in her seat to look up at him, “How’s Cody holding up?”

“As well as can be expected, given the circumstances.” Bug folded his arms and a frown crossed his face, “I did a more thorough examination over the last couple of days. I’m starting to think that the chip isn’t a traditional slave chip.”

Fira looked up from where she was pulling on her boots. The majority of her armor was down by the shuttle, but her bodysuit and her boots were always in her room for when she needed them. “How do you mean?”

“No matter how many scans I did, I haven’t detected a single trace of explosives in the chip.”

Fira was about to point out that that was a good thing, but something held her tongue. She pushed her foot into her boot, all the while rolling his words over in her brain.

“Bug. Why would anyone put a slave chip in someone’s head if it wasn’t with the intention of killing them?” Fira asked.

“You’re beginning to see my concern,” Bug admitted, “I...haven’t told Cody this yet. I don’t want to make him more anxious. And-” He paused, and then he shoved his hands in his pockets, “I have a bad feeling about these chips, and this mission.”

“A bad feeling or a bad feeling?” Fira asked. The first one meant that he had a gut feeling, likely based off of his medical experience. The second one was the Force warning him about something bad.

“The second one.”

Fira made a face, and lightly pressed a button on her desk, pulling up the holo that had been installed years ago. She pressed the symbols that indicated Juffo and Gray.

“Something wrong?” Gray asked, his voice calm.

“Bug has a bad feeling, I want you and Juffo in heavy gear.” Fira replied.

“Understood,” Juffo said, though he didn’t sound happy, “The planet is a religious retreat, Fira. We likely won’t be welcomed with open arms.”

“No matter.” Gray said, “If they don’t welcome us, then we’ll go elsewhere to find the droid we need.” His voice was very calm, “Would you like me to pull out your heavy gear as well, Fira?”

“Ugh. My heavy gear still needs to be repaired from the last time. I’ll use my light stuff, and hope that nothing goes to terribly wrong.”

Gray and Juffo were quiet, which meant that neither of them liked that answer, but were willing to accept it. Especially since they knew that she was right. Her heavy gear had been damaged pretty badly.

“Like you said,” Gray finally said, “This is a religious retreat, I doubt the danger that Bug is detecting is here. I’ll pull out your light armor, Fira.” And then he cut his connection.

“He is concerned. As am I.” Juffo said, “But now we know to pay attention for any danger.” He cut his connection as well.

“Overprotective, the both of them.” Fira grumbled, as she pulled on her second boot, and got to her feet.

“With good reason.” Bug shook his head, “Be careful, darlin’. Camma has physical therapy for the next hour or so, so I won’t be there to send you off. Do you have the message for Cody’s brothers?”

“I have it.” Fira replied as she lightly tapped a pouch attached to her belt. 

Bug nodded, “Good Luck.” And then he grinned, “May the Force keep you.”

Fira rolled her eyes, “Yeah, yeah. You too.”

She hurried through the halls, pausing only long enough to lightly trail her fingers over Camma’s head, causing the young girl to hug her tightly, and then she jogged to the armory. As soon as she stepped through the door, Juffo flung her chest piece at her.

“You’re late.” He chided. He was already wearing what little armor they managed to scrounge up that fit a Wookie. 

“Camma was worried. And Bug wanted to make sure I had everything.” Fira started strapping her armor on, starting with her legs and working her way up. Like Juffo, and Gray, her armor was mostly black, with sunset orange detailing. Unlike Juffo and Gray, her armor also had some white detailing, marking her as the Captain of the crew.

Once her armor was on, and Gray had alleviated his anxiety by making sure her armor was on correctly, she strapped her pistols to her hips, and made sure her knife was secure against her calf, and then she pulled her helmet on and adjusted the hood over the top of it. “Are you both ready?” She asked, the vocoder in her helmet scrambling her voice just enough that she wouldn’t be recognized.

“Ready,” Gray agreed, as he finished strapping his weapons to his body, and headed towards the small shuttle that came with their much larger ship.

Juffo nodded, and followed Gray to the ship, carefully checking his weapons as he did so. Fira hopped on the ship right behind him, and settled into the navigators seat as Gray started the ship up. 

*******

Ylesia was a tropical planet, which meant that Fira was uncomfortable as soon as she stepped off of the shuttle. From a purely aesthetic standpoint, it was a pretty planet, exactly the kind of place you would expect from a religious retreat.

Still-

Gray bumped her shoulder with his, their private commlink cracking to life, “Something about this place isn’t right, Fira.”

“Agreed.” She replied, cutting the connection as a man wearing elaborate robes hurried over to them.

“Welcome, welcome!” he was a cheerful man, cheerful enough that Fira almost overlooked the obvious signs of Spice addiction. Almost. “Welcome to Ylesia,” He said, reaching out to take Fira’s hand, only to be intercepted by Gray.

“Thank you for the welcome,” Fira said, after sharing a look with Juffo. A look which had Juffo sliding into a position at her back, just in case.

“How can we help you?” The man asked, his eyes feverishly bright. He...wasn’t well, at all.

“The man we work for, a Doctor, requires a surgery droid.” Gray said in stern monotone. “We hoped that we would be able to acquire one here.”

“Oh. Oh dear,” The man almost seem to wilt, “Unfortunately, we don’t have droids for sale here.” He paused, “But, we do have a medical droid here, perhaps the Master would be willing to sell him to you.”

Fira glanced at Gray, who’s entire posture screamed that he was not happy, and then back at Juffo, who looked less than pleased as well. “I suppose we could meet this...master of yours.”

The ‘master’ was a male T’landa Til named Teroenza. He didn’t speak to them, so much as used an intermediary to speak to them, and he refused to sell his medical droid to them, before he sent them on their way, as it was almost time for Exaltation. 

Their guide looked so saddened at not having been able to help them, that he apologized over half a dozen times while he escorted them back to their shuttle. 

“It’s not your fault. You told us that there were no droids here for sale,” Fira finally said, eager to get away from him.

“You’re right. Of course.” The man worried his hands, and then beamed at them, “But I must be going. I wish you the best of luck on finding your droid.” He bowed politely, and calmly walked away.

“...that was weird, right?” Fira said slowly.

“They’re all addicted to spice. Every person we saw.” Juffo said darkly.

“Stay with the shuttle, Juffo.” Fira said quietly, “Gray, we’re going to do some poking around. Carefully.”

“Alright.” Gray agreed. And then they split up.

Fira slipped from shadow to shadow, until she found the warehouse that they passed earlier on their way to meet the T’Landa Til. She had asked what it was, and their guide cheerfully said that they were expected to work to help find their path to paradise. 

It hadn’t sat right with her at the time, but no amount of pressing encouraged him to tell them what they did. She thought, assumed, that maybe it was food processing. But, as she slid into the now empty building, she realized it was much worse.

“Gray,” She murmured, “That warehouse we saw earlier. it’s a Spice processing plant.”

“That explains why everyone here is addicted to Spice,” Gray grumbled, “Without the proper protective gear-” He paused, “Boss, I hacked into one of the guards datapads,”

“What’d you find?”

There was silence for a moment, “With few exceptions, everyone on this planet is a slave.”

Fira stopped, for a moment she wasn’t even breathing, and she felt rage flicker down her spine. She exhaled slowly, “Can you make a copy without alerting anyone?” She asked, carefully modulating her voice.

“Of course. Your orders?”

“This is bigger than three people,” Fira said, and oh, how she hated having to say that. “We go back to the ship, we talk to Bug, and we come up with a plan.”

Gray was quiet, though she was pretty sure that he agreed with her, “I have the surgery droid.” He said. “It was left unattended. I removed the restraining bolt, and it seems happy enough to come with us.”

“...really?”

“Apparently he’s, sorry it’s, tired of treating addicts.” Gray paused, “It doesn’t like being referred to by gendered pronouns, since it doesn’t have a gender.”

“Fair. Get it back to the shuttle, I’ll be right behind you.”

******

Cody frowned at the mischievously grinning child sitting across from him, “where’d you learn how to cheat so well?” He asked, motioning to the pazaak cards spread out between them.

Camma grinned, “Gray taught me.” She admitted, “Sometimes, when we’re not on super dangerous planets, they bring me to pubs and let me clean out suckers who think that they can beat me because I’m young.”

Cody sighed, and shook his head. “Shouldn’t you, like, be in school or something? That’s a natborn thing, isn’t it?”

“I’m in digital school,” Camma replied, “I had to learn how to read before I could start school.”

“She’s actually very close to her age-mates, in terms of education, at this point.” Bug said, from where he was running test on a blood-sample, “We’re very proud of her.”

Camma preened under the praise, a wide grin crossing her face.

Bug paused, and tilted his head to the side, “Ah. They’re back.” He said, just as the door opened, and Fira stalked into the room.

She dropped her helmet on a crate and turned her attention to Bug, “We have your surgical droid. It’s getting acquainted with your office.”

“Lovely. Now what’s wrong? You look...well, pissed.” Bug asked. 

Fira folded her arms, “They’re slaves.” She said flatly, “Everyone of them. It’s not a fucking religious retreat. It’s a fucking slave operation.”

“What?” Bug turned away from his datapad to stare at Fira, “What do you mean?”

“I mean, those poor sods down there are willing slaves because they think it’s a religious retreat, and they’re all addicted to Spice. Because, apparently, spice is their main export. Oh, and their main import, slaves.”

“You have proof?” Bug asked.

Fira tossed him a small datachip, which he slipped into his datapad, and started reading the information on his. Bug’s face twisted in rage the more he read, “Fuck. Hutt Cartel and the Exchange-” Bug breathed out, “Who the fuck is this ‘Teroenza’?”

“A T’Landa Til. You ever heard of them?”

“Yeah.” Bug scanned the information, “I’m guessing this Teroenza is male, is so many people are staying. They have an ability called Exaltation, think of it as kind of a force ability.”

“So what, these people are being brain washed?” Cody asked, after listening silently for the majority of the conversation.

“Eh.” Bug waved his hand side-to-side. “For people who aren’t force sensitive, or people who are looking for something better, it makes them feel good.” He shook his head, “They might not even realize that they’re slaves.”

“Okay, so how do we help?” Fira asked.

“I don’t think we can.” Bug admitted, “You are one person, Fira.” he said, at her affronted expression, “Gray and Juffo are very talented, but you are three people. We are not ready to cross the Exchange.”

Fira dropped onto a crate, a mulish expression on her face.

“I know you don’t like it, darlin’. But we can’t save everyone.” Bug pointed out.

She scowled at him. She clearly didn’t like that answer.

“What if you reached out to the Jedi?” Cody asked. Fira let out a mirthless laugh, and Bug looked slightly uncomfortable.

“The Jedi...don’t help. Won’t help, not this far from the core.” Bug said gently.

Fira scoffed, “Senate Lapdogs.”

“Fira!” Bug glared at her, and she held her hands up and leaned against the wall, “You don’t understand, how could you.” Bug’s smile was humorless, “The Jedi don’t free slaves, Cody. Maybe they did, once upon a time, and maybe, maybe, if there is time, and a mission allows it, they might free a slave or two. But the senate is afraid of crossing the Hutts, and the Exchange.”

“Useless.” Camma said, “This far from the core, the jedi are useless.”

“Anakin Skywalker used to be a slave,” Cody pointed out.

“True. Skywalker is a slave name,” Bug agreed, “But why was he freed? Because it was the right thing to do? Or because he was force sensitive?”

Cody didn’t have an answer. Because he didn’t know, not really. But he suspected that Skywalker had been freed because he was force sensitive. Judging by the looks Fira and Bug were giving him, they knew what he was thinking.

“Once my chip is removed, I’ll help.” Cody said, not really thinking about it before he said it.

Fira straightened, “Are you offering to join me crew?” She asked, delight echoing through her voice.

“No! I’m offering to help you with this, specific, situation.” Cody said, but Fira wasn’t listening anymore.

“Score! I get a legitimate super solider on my crew! Suck it Hondo!”

“No, I-” Cody sighed and looked at Bug, who looked deeply amused.

“Just let her get it out of her system.” He said with a grin, “She’s not going to make you do anything you want to do, after all. Although,” Bug paused, “You would be welcome, if you did elect to stay.”

Cody’s gaze drifted from Bug and over to Fira. Her brown hair was pinned to the back of her head, but some strands were hanging in front of her face, and she was holding Camma’s hands as Camma loudly sang about having a new family member, and a small smile crossed his face.

“We’re not so bad,” Bug murmured, lightly clapping Cody on the shoulder, “And it would probably be good for Fira to have a friend who’s similarly aged as her.”

“Right, except I age twice as fast as her.”

Bug smirked, “I’m working on that, kid. Come on, let’s go meet the surgical droid, and get you prepped for surgery. No need to keep that chip in your head any longer than necessary.”

*****

Cody woke from surgery with a pounding head. “Morning,” He rolled his head to the side, and saw Fira lounging in a chair next to the bed. “Bug needed to get some sleep, and asked me to sit with you until you woke up.” She explained.

“Thanks.”

“It’s a relatively small thing, Cody.” She replied, focusing her attention back on datapad on her lap.

“Still, thank you anyway.” He repeated. “You could have told Bug to fuck off, after all.”

“No one tells Bug to fuck off,” She countered. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I just had brain surgery.”

“Are you always so sarcastic, or do I just bring out the best in you?”

“Oh, you definitely bring out the best of me.”

“Good to know.” Fira sounded amused, though, rather than offended. 

“What are you working on?” Cody asked, once he noticed that the datapad still had her complete attention.

Fira regarded him silently for a moment, before she shifted slightly, “I’m trying to come up with a reasonable plan to free the slaves of Ylesia.” She admitted.

“And what’s your definition of reasonable?”

“Not resulting in my death, my crew deaths, or the deaths of any of the slaves.”

“Oh, easy then.” Cody replied sarcastically, “Let me see.” He took the datapad that Fira offered him, and was grateful when she adjusted the bed he was on so that he was sitting up slightly.

“The problem is that they’re all addicts. To this exaltation, as well as spice.” Fira said, as she leaned back in her seat, “So just taking them isn’t going to help, they’ll wander right back into slavery.”

“So it’s a two-pronged problem,” Cody murmured, as he looked at the map as well as the information that Fira offered him, “Freeing them, and then getting them help. And you’re adamant that you don’t want jedi involvement?”

“Even if I believed the Jedi would help,” Fira said, “They have bigger problems than a slave operation.”

“True.” Cody thought for a moment, “What about Alderaan?”

“What about Alderaan?”

Cody rolled his eyes, “They have a history of helping slaves escape, it would be easy enough to pass this information to them, and let them handle the treatment. While we,” He motioned to her and himself, “Handle the more physical part.”

“I thought you weren’t interested in joining a pirate crew.”

“I want to return to my brothers, but I’m not about to leave thousands of people shackled in chains. Not if I can do something to help.” Cody replied.

“Hm. A probationary crew member then.” Fira said, smirking when he glared at her, “Relax, I’m kidding. Fine. If you can get the Alderaanian’s to play ball, and if we can come up with a plan that passes Bug’s approval, then we can do this.”

“If? I’m definitely going to be able to come up with a plan that works, with your help. You know your crew much better than me.”

Fira huffed, “Fine.” She scooched her chair closer and leaned into his personal space so she could see the datapad as well.

Cody smirked at the top of her head. Now that he was getting to know her, he was starting to get a read on her. A good person, but prickly. With good reason. He was going to have a blast poking her. General Kenobi wasn’t half so much fun to poke.

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Hello dear!

Back with some Quinn shenanigans, I am ready!

Poor Sam! She deserves better than to hear Pookie and R go at it every second of the day. She can come take refuge in my bed...

Ugh. Right now I really don't like Tara. She's so mean towards Sam and unnecessarily rude. Tara get it together. Just be nice to her for ONCE please.

...and a murderous psychopath as a sister. Poor Sammy really has a tough life.

QUINN MADE A COMEBACK!! I'm lowkey very excited because I want Tara to be pissed and fuming. She's acting like a little bitch right now. Sam supremacy!!

When is Tara not in a mood. OMFG TARA I WILL BEAT YOUR ASS!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE SHIT! Damn, I NEVER thought I would hate Tara but here I am absolutely fuming. Sam is trying to help!! Thank God R stepped in. She's the real one. R supremacy!!

LOL SHE DID WHAT AS A CHILD!!! Plus point for Tara again because that's actually hilarious 😂

Yeah you go Mindy! Be a truther and let Sam know that she is clearly the better Carpenter sister.

UGHH I'm THIS close 👌🏻 to launching through the screen and whooping Tara's ass. How can she be so ungrateful??

I just want to take Sam into my arms and make her forget about her awful sister.

"Balls aren't the only option" I'm a Quinn stan now. I gotta give it to her, she's very persistent!

Mindy and Sam are the friend duo I never knew I needed!! Love them.

No, Tara that's not how it goes. Sam deserves to be treated with kindness and respect. 2 things you clearly don't know the definition of.

NOOO SAM DON'T CRY PLEASE!! You have Mindy and R, both love you! And me if you want. Fuck Tara and her bitchy ass mood.

Oooh Sammy's gay side is coming through! Love to see it.

Damn, I really feel for Sam here. No one really appreciates what she does and her sister seems to hate her. Quinn is giving her the attention and human contact she craves. Of course she caves in and invites the only person who actually wants her. Ms. Asshole Pookie better not insult Sam any further if she finds out or I WILL take her down!

See what you did to me? You turned me from and avid Tara lover to a full time Sam stan now and in not even mad!

Don��t turn on Pookie now, she’s got Dr Colmann and R ganging up on her in therapy 😭

Pookie slander is deserved this chapter, but she will redeem herself! I promise!

Sam is honestly Stan worthy, not mad about it. Hope you like vegan treats on that side of the fence