#ugh ik that sounds weird & controlling but I think of it like trying to get a SO to realize the religion they're in is toxic & bad for them

[radmista]

Random updates 1/?

Long semi-vent/talking outloud about relationships with TRA's

So I have a gf now. Sort of my first gf in a way, I dated a tif and nb tif before briefly. And while I know they were female, since this was more in my "be more accepting" phase, I kinda did see the tif as a guy even though our relationship was 1000% one I wouldn't have had with a male. I kinda processed it like "trans guys are just better bfs".

Having a GF is nice, she was one of my bestfriends and she asked me out the last day of June which was really sweet. I'm normally kind of hesitant to relationships, I feel I've never really gotten the supposed correct burst of excitement that comes with "making things official". I always feel kinda bland about it, like I'm a gf now woo... now what? I kind of chalk it up to being raised to be incredibly independent and not needing romantic relationships, if I were to die without a romantic partner I guess I wouldn't be too bothered as long as I had a good life. And also bc with my friends I form very close relationships that from the outside can be seen as romantic, so the shift to being an item isn't really anything drastic imo? The only addition really is kissing and other activities, and I guess I soften up around my partners, like I afford them more patience and lenience than I would if they were just my friend (I'll bite my tongue more on their behalf and not be as critical).

I'm pretty sure I love her, I care about her deeply and she makes me happy, I feel I can be mostly myself (minus the GC stuff) without judgement, I like holding her and kissing her, we can have good conversations and have differing opinions in debates and stay respectful, and I enjoy being in her prescence most of the time.

I say mostly bc like... she's kind of emotionally unstable sometimes. Technically she has an unspecified mood disorder, but she says she probably has BPD or at least says she related most to people with BPD. And that since the beginning of our friendship has been a flag of sorts. Not that I wouldn't date her for it, its just... a flag? Nearly everyone I've had a relationship with thats had BPD ended in a flaming pile of chaos and was rather traumatic. She doesn't split (permanently at least) from my observations of her other friendships and how she talks about people who've previously burned her so thats not a big worry. But she does get a rather big victim complex about some things and will jump to a "well I guess its all my fault"/"just blame [her name] for everything" and its frustrating. She's not a bad person, just a lot to handle at times.

Her emotional and mental issues aren't really a big beef, she at least acknowledges she has a problem and is trying to get back into therapy so cool. My main hangup is she's pretty big into the TRA koolaid. I didn't think it was that bad when we first started dating, I thought at most she believed in binary and nb trans people the basic stuff. But 2 weeks ago she mentioned having "bigender" and "genderfluid" ocs and it somehow managed to torpedoe any good mood I had that day and I got really quiet and gave her a "cool." response and continued cooking. And last week while discussing womens solidarity and how we need to have class awareness and making claims like "abortion doesn't affect rich women" or "abortion doesn't affect white women" only serve to distract and create divides meant to turn women against each other so we don't think we can work together. She got really defensive saying abortion affects poor people more (which yeah ik it does that's not what I said) before spewing what felt like an automated "the abortion ban affects everyone! Women, men, trans men, nb people, genderfluid people, intersex people, queer people!". And it nearly made me blow my top. I didn't argue her mentioning all the tq+ stuff but when continuing to make my point I made sure to keep saying "females" or "women". Since we're both in the med field she thankfully doesn't object to the term female being used (and even uses it herself sometimes).

Its just frustrating. She's so stubborn so I know changing her mind will be astronomically difficult. Her views on gender ideology and TQ+ shit was one of the main reasons /I/ didn't ask her out even though I found her attractive and saw potential in a relationship. She's also relatively "new" to being bisexual, she says she only realized she was bi when she was 21 (she's 23 now) and also claims to be demisexual (despite having more sex than me or heck even our other friends). So she's still sort of in her "vomitting rainbows" phase which can be a little cringe ngl. I knew I was attracted to women at 14 in catholic school, and have always just seen it as part of me, nothing special needing any fanfare. And I get thats just a difference in personality, but she's very much like those fandom people who always have to show off "how gay" they are on everything. I'm not doubtful she is bi and has attraction to women, she says she's had woman crushes and is attracted to me afterall.

I've tried approaching the demi thing before we even started dating, talking about the rise of hookup culture and male centered media that paints an unrealistic picture of attraction and sexual activity, how women develop sexual urges later than men tend to, the rise in use of SSRI's dampening or killing libido, and how wanting to be close to others before wanting to bang them is 100% NORMAL for women and a lot of people. Its just painted as the abnormal by media thats hypersexual. Even tried pulling out the "why isn't hypersexual a sexuality then?" before putting it away bc she kept expressing disgust at people that are hypersexual. I thought I had at least given her something to think about, but when her parents visited she had asked them to buy her a demisexual flag and now I gotta see it everytime I visit her.

I guess at the end of the day its not a HUGE issue since I'm also not very sexual, but it does make me uncomfortable sometimes wondering what internalized homophobia rhetoric she can be harboring as tumblr ace/demi people are usually pretty homophobic. She comes off sort of better than thou because she's not always horny, and looks down on people who are and calls them disgusting and that they should "keep it in [their] pants its not hard!" also saying shit like "sex isn't even that great an experience, its can be such a chore sometimes. You know what feels amazing: adding something to your shopping cart, so much serotonin, or cuddling on the couch yassss". Which I roll my eyes at bc I'm not a shopping addict and have heard the stupid "just cuddle" shit ad nauseum from asexual tumblr and past friends.

I know that sounds like a lot of bad stuff but idk, I feel like these are all things that she can shift her opinion on. She is younger than me and I didn't really fully jump on board radfem stuff until I was almost 24. Even though I was always skepticle of the trans movement from when I was 15, I did buy into their shit every once in awhile and tried to be supportive as a transmed until I was 23 when gloves finally came off and I couldn't keep believing the lies they told or ignoring the horrible erosion of womens rights. She lives in this very ignorant TRA bubble and hasn't seen any negative sides to the trans community or how their enforcement of sterotypes is wrong and misogynistic. I think partially bc (as typical fandom bi) she finds feminine men, men with long hair, and men in heels and skirts hot. She probably has a crossdressing fetish only through fiction, bc I doubt she'd find a real 6ft tall 0 fat distribution male with giant feet hot in high heeled shoes and an unflattering dress that fits him poorly.

I think if I just keep being vocal about womens rights and the rampant misogyny in society maybe things will start clicking in place for her. I just don't know how to make the transition (hah) to mentioning how trans and gender rhetoric also plays into this and is actually super regressive and making shit worse for women. I want her to realize how bs this all is, how its abusive to gnc gay and lesbian kids/teens and been a huge step backward for women. I just don't know how I'll get there without setting off alarm bells that I'm an evil "terf" and she "blocks to stay safe" herself from me. I've actually broached the "single sex only spaces" issue with her and her other friend in the room, and while her friend (gay male) opposed it and said it was transphobic (bc of course he did his safety isn't at stake) she said she can kinda see both sides. Which I think is a good thing, if she can at least see my point without branding it as an evil terven thought crime. So I feel like there's hope, but it'll prob be a real uphill journey esp if she continues to keep company with alphabet soup people on discord and fandom.

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Oh hey I've got more

Differences in the Jocks Kwami Swap AU

More from season 2!

Troublemaker

The moment has finally arrived

Really at the start not much is different, Penny is having trouble controlling everything that's happening around her, but I'm thinking I might swap what they have Jagged do-

I don't know for sure yet but I'm considering my options. Either way Penny gets pushed to the limit and gets akumatized

Chartreux and Crimson are fighting her as they normally would, while Kitsune is having a whole ass crisis cause her plans aren't working

She kinda collapses on a roof, watching the other two heroes do their thing all chaotic and remembers her motto, the advice she received and follows religiously;

"Life your life with no regrets"

And she starts to realize that the duo make tons of mistakes and never seem to get down on themselves despite how much they should regret their decisions

Kitsune realizes that she's been thinking about the advice the wrong way. It doesn't mean to do everything without flaw the first time, but to have fun and live in the moment, have fun and enjoying life for what it is

So she goes feral

Jocks style

Joins the fight and just follows the flow and in the end the new Jocks Trio are victorious

However, Fu isn't so pleased. He can't take back the miraculouses, but he has to stop this mess before it gets worse

So he and Wayzz go for a walk, and are saved by a certain classmate, who gets invited back for tea

Gigantitan

Ugh the baby

Episode starts with Max learning about the miraculous and Fu and stuff from Fu, who hands him the turtle and asks him to become the leader the team needs

Max isn't sure about the idea at first, because if he can't even keep Kim and Alix out of danger, how can he protect his fellow heroes?

He gets a pep talk and agrees

Meanwhile the class has gathered to scheme a way to get Adrien out of his schedule to hang out with them. They were all assigned secret roles and invited by a "mysterious mastermind"

It's just Kagami

Newly living her life her way, she comes up with something so ridiculous it might just work

Only it doesn't and the Gorilla is about to be akumatized but instead it's the baby

The trio transform to fight it only to receive messages on their devices from a "Shell Shock", which they promptly ignore

When the Turtle Hero does show up, he saves their asses and pulls them aside to tell them the plan and of course none of them are too pleased

However they go with it and they win. Shell Shock explains that he was chosen to be the team leader and the corespondent between them and the "Guardian" and tells Kitsune that he will message her through the magic system thing for when she's needed. Otherwise she is to stay away from the fight

Yeah she's not happy

Episode ends with Adrien joining the class for some hangout at the park after his next shoot was cancelled due to the akuma attack

Riposte

The day has finally arrived for Kagami to try out for the fencing academy in Paris and a lot is riding on her acceptance. If she fails to get in, her grandfather will have her and Tomoe moved back home again. She'll lose her newfound freedom, her friends, her secret identity

Still upset about essentially being called a sidekick, Kagami isn't ik the right mindset for fencing. She and Trixx have a little chat in the locker room before she puts her necklace and ring in her locker

Marinette, Alix, Kim, and Ivan (the last three having just stayed past their lacrosse practice) are there to cheer Kagami on and show their support

Kagami and Adrien are paired up to fight, but they don't have any mats to practice on because they're being cleaned. While they're fighting, Kagami steps on a wet part of the floor and slips, losing in the process

No one liked that

The instructor says that since she lost she can't join and says his decision is final when people mention how unfair he's being

Kagami just walks out, trying not to show how upset she is when she calls her mother to share the results. When asked to challenge the decision and do a rematch, she states that in her family there is no room for second chances and leaves

Then haha akuma time

Having not gone back to her locker, she doesn't have the fox miraculous so it's a normal akuma

Might change some things about Riposte not sure yet

Shell Shock messages Kitsune that they won't need her at the start of the fight but things get rough for a bit there, and he can't help but think that Mirage would have been useful then

The heroes end up winning, Kagami's mother tells her to "stop being stubborn" and to accept a fair second match, deciding to keep her loss a secret from her grandfather

For the final bit, Kagami gets her proper rematch, and kicks Adrien's ass. And with that, she's in the academy and gets to stay in Paris

She goes and puts on both her ring and the fox miraculous, apologizing to Trixx for what happened while they were apart

Befana

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARINETTE

The class is preparing a surprise party for her, everyone pitching in something to make it extra special

Some of the classmates discuss their gifts to her while preparing, Nino with his playlist for the party, Mylene with a plush from one of those animal charities, Alix with a collection of recipes and some spare fabric she got from her grandma all the way from Egypt

And Juleka with a CD of "background noise" music she and Luka made with Marinette in mind

As that's happening Gina (?) Shows up for her annual Nonna and Mari day, which Tom forgot about because of how excited he was for the surprise party idea

Rather than what happens in canon, Gina and Marinette take turns choosing a small activity to do together, just like every year. After a trip to some candy shop, Gina's about to have her final turn where she planned to give Marinette her gift

That's when Alya calls Marinette and claims that she's got a huge scoop and needs her trusty moderator to help her out

Marinette doesn't want to miss out on the little time she gets with her Nonna but Gina just insists she go cause it sounded important. She leaves after saying she'll see Marinette back home later

The Birthday Girl shows up to the surprise party and she's actually surprised this time cause she was so focused on picking the perfect activities for her and Gina that she didn't see the clues

Befana happens when Tom tells his mom that Marinette is at a birthday party and she gets mad that her own granddaughter felt the need to lie as if she wouldn't let her go to her own party if she asked

There's a bit of a detail about Marinette not even taking any of the candies with her, even though it's both of their favourite

I liked Befana's powers well enough, I thought that it was pretty cool. It's based on La Befana, who I believe is basically Italian Santa?? It's cool

The heroes struggle to sneak away while some of their classmates are turned to stone or into those weird angels, all while trying to keep Marinette safe

Shell Shock and Chartreux are the most successful, since Kagami and Kim are trying to protect the birthday girl

They do get a chance to transform and Shell Shock comes up with a complicated plan to stop the akuma

So obviously it gets screwed up at some point

Once the fight is done, Marinette tries to talk to Gina and explain everything, making it clear that she loves their days together

This is when Gina gives her the gift, er, gifts. First is a bag meant to allow Mari to bring some if her sewing stuff on the go

The second is a jacket just like Gina's, only it has the little blossoms from Marinette's shirt and shit, and announces that she's staying in Paris for a while longer, promising to take Marinette on a proper bike trip

Here's the next four episodes planned! I'm nearly done with season 3 now and I'm gonna wait to do another Differences post while I figure things out with 2 and 3 lmao

I hope y'all like my plans for these episodes, so let me know what you think! Suggestions, complaints, compliments, I'll take em all

[smallestclowninthecircus]

Season 4 notes

Ep 121: mmmm tape recorder turning on without them knowing goes brrr. AAAhjhdsjfhjdf "do you mind if i call you jon" its like "can i call you elias?" is this the dream guy with the tendrils? who wants to bet the boat is captained by peter lukas? big man if it killed yall how are you still here. oh boy the tape is doin that thing. who do we think it is? did he wake up? hmm. ep 122: lol jon. 6 months!?!? bruh quit movin big man. he just Knows things sometimes you know how it is. nah b/c i can relate to feeling like other ppl/ things arent real, thats the biggest mood BUT i think it is kinda pretentious to entertain the idea that youre the only Real person. If you dont see a body dont believe it. i'll hold out hope for a bit. theres not a new archivist is there? surely i wouldve heard about that. oh god peter what changes did you make. ep 123: web development. hope its about spiders. she blames him. bruh why. if they hadnt done anything the world would've ended piss off melanie. why are ppl acting like he chose to be in a coma for 6 months. we know this they just appear. no longer "head archivist of the magnus institute, london" now he's just "the archivist" covered in spiders? cuz ik the spider has to do with controlling what youre doing and all this stuff but i cant think of how this connects to that. ep 124: ugh vertigo. is michael crew an old man? oooh. fairchild. how did he know it was martin? hmm. GRR I LOST MY NOTES AGAIN. FROM EPISODE 125 - part of 131. ep 131: bruh he's so hard to understand big man ur voice is so low. Jared Hotworth. the boneturner. "the ones i helped find their proper bodies" name a better top surgeon? our favorite trans ally? ep 132: woo field trip into the coffin! static lol. he says "chill out im just poppin in for a quick recall mission" is the rib thing actually gonna work? bruh it feels so odd and contrived but he's an odd man with some odd powers so idk. rip that archivist ayyy statement time. voices? recordings? are those tape recorders? was it the tape recorders? did they pull him back? i hope so b/c if the rib thing actually worked im gonna be so disappointed. ep 133: predicting the lonely? tundra. like the lukases. hmm. sanikova! like sanikov land. so its the hunt? i suppose? yeah. so daisy's clearly rejecting the hunt, which makes sense cuz she doesnt seem to like the entities that much. wait so are we just not gonna talk abt all the tapes playing on the ground?? no? ep 134: not an archival assistant anymore? Adelard Decker (or however you spell it) i recognize that name. 15th power. i was right there are 15. the extinction? im trying to remember what ive heard. oooh spooky. no i gotta be real i dont understand this fear but i'll believe you that its a thing. ew lukas is so squealy. lukas can turn invisible? oh boy. oooh martin put the tape recorders there. lol lukas is worried he's gonna be an avatar of the eye. ep 135: yoo its the third Daedalus statement! maxwell rayner (reiner? reigner?) i dont know who that is but ik its somebody. is he the cult leader guy? church of the divine host? 4 people?? what? did they kidnap somebody and keep them up there?? oh dear jon are you dying? did he try to See or Know or whatever? why does everyone call basira detective lol. ep 136: he was the one from the spider movie that ate ppl right? the special effects artist? is it annabelle cane? "its a joke jon" lol. hmm they wanted to record the therapy session with melanie? i wonder who that is. i almost wanna guess annabelle cane but im not sure. ep 137: this is the one! he went to the other place and read the war statement but it wasnt the one she took. not the music again. sounds like the slaughter. who the heck is eric lol. "the watcher's crown" like the crown of eyes we saw in the piccrew ep 138: oh boy Robert Smirk time. is that elias? as unhelpful as usual. if new powers can be "born" can others die out? did jonah magnus wear the watchers crown? maybe they were born from our fear or maybe our fears were born from them. ceaseless watcher does ceaselessly watch so. idk what you want

big man. yeah jonah for sure did something. ep 139: agnes!! lol that one dude threw off all their plans thats so funny. BUT this does tell us something. the tree in the backyard of the hilltop house? not made by her. it going down didnt kill agnes. im guessing gertrude tied agnes to the house using the tree? u good jon? cuz every time you try to Know smth intentionally it seems like it causes you great pain. how come he can do it accidentally with no problem but the second he wants to know smth of plot relevance he gets a headache or whatever ep 140: lol pagan exultation. classic. "oh thats my rib" lmaoo. ppl are always so mad at jon and his Eye powers except when it benefits them. they're like "oh you shouldnt do that its not right" and then all of a sudden they want to know something and its all "oh cmon jon its the only way" ep 142: oh god jon what did you do. its interesting she's giving her statement in the way that they do when jon Asks. did he see her in the Coffin? and so he's following her? ok cmon jon you're supposed to let them come to you. lmao ikr martin. "start to hear the blood" "suure." lmao ep 143: lol that awkward moment when gertrude is already dead. big J if you die im gonna kill you. bruh. ayo helen? i guess it worked? ep 144: lol this reminds me of that one edgar allan poe story where he kills the old dude with the weird eye. spooky music stuff. lol thats my favorite symptom of a heart attack its hilarious. so its smth abt the location probably? bro i feel like you should write down the numbers idk. 162830165049 564846474827. seems like the distortion? like the kinda thing that causes you to go crazy because of the numbers. oh boy is it the extinction again. bro what?? im?? his dad just died and he's like eh. martin dont be mean. he's being all lonely again. big man ur pushing ppl away. oh god its fucking squealy boy. ep 145: that almost sounds like breekon/hope... Arthur? agnes. aah was he from the lightless flame cult. a tree. lol he's just ranting rn. hehehe fuck landlords amirite. yay someone tells jon outright to go to therapy. now do it big man. ep 146: oh great! the distortion! i'm making a spiral themed building in mc right now! jon maybe accept you did a bad? nah this goes back to what i said before. they're fine with him compelling ppl when its convenient for them but otherwise its "no jon you cant, youre a monster jon" the tapes didnt turn on. i spose that means its not important? i agree with daisy, this seems unecessarily dangerous. ep 147: is that a tape? the first tape? well that went better than i expected tbh. BAHAKJASHDJKF she did the "can i call you jon" like nikola says "elias, can i call you elias?" damn annabelle is such a girlboss. oh! the one thing from the picrew. its been a while since ive connected smth to that. lol all the other avatars always talk abt their patron so lovingly and the jon just. absolutely hates the eye. ep 148: lol thats the most elias thing. "i just like the way it sounds" ep 149: did he disappear? bruhh. ur lonely powers are popping off i guess. oops i accidentally deleted my notes for 150 - 152 ep 153: thats the cult right? yeah. it doesnt sound like the church of the divine host? idk. if it is the church of the divine host then they worship the dark right? so is the eleventh the dark star or wtvr? it almost sounds like the corruption b/c of the oil or grease or whatever. oh dear what happened. oh its the hunters. theyre so annyoing. not an "it" he has a name. he's a person. is this a page from the skin book? ep 154: oh shit this is gerry's dad! oh shit he quit! oh dear god. jon don't you do it. haha martin. yeahhhh... is he gonna tell the others? cuz you know theyre gonna get mad if he doesnt. oh also picrew connection! the bandages over the eyes? yeah thats this im guessing. ep 155: oh good he told them. oh my god what did you do. lol i have no mouth and i must scream. nah you get none of my sympathy you're straight up murdering ppl. its like the desolation, destroying lives to sustain your own. ok but taking their statements doesnt

kill them. oh... bye melanie. ep 156: lmao imagine if the tape recorder spoke back. oh boy decker! i swear we got a statement from him already. oh god mirrors scary. They're gonna eat the body arent they. Yup... sounds like the flesh or the slaughter, but I'm not sure. Could be the extinction for sure. Smth at the center! Like Helen mentioned. God Peter you dick. Ep 157: peter's just so :/ another decker statement i see. a statement about the corruption? hmm. maybe its not abt the corruption. the extinction. lol pandemics. topical. John Amherst. helen? lol i can hear admiral purring in the background. oh cmon helen dont be like that. im trying real hard to like you but you make it so difficult. ep 158: did they fucking free the stranger? im gonna lose it. you absolute dumbass. im sorry who is that? jonah magnus? my guy. peter. you absolute dickhead. that's elias. (im p sure i had this spoiled for me that elias is jonah) oh dear this is her death. god peter you prick. i hope this is a pop off martin moment and not a "martin you idiot" moment. i hope the hunters kill the stranger entity. or she kills them. furry daisy pop off! yeah fuck you peter martin can make his own decisions. you know that clip from Twisted where jafar says "ok what the fuck was that" martin D: ok like i know its gonna work but still D: D: ep 159: peter you bitchboy. because if im alone i cant hurt anyone else. imnotgonnacryimnotgonnacryimnotgonnacry do it do it do it do it. pop off jon. ok its a pretty good idea for a ritual i gotta be honest. she didnt even have to blow it up lol. oh dear that was certainly a noise. "he gets you" did he not have jon already? he's back! our boy is back! awwww thats so cute. ep 160: oh right this is the thing in the safe house. i love him. "obviously im going to tell you if i see any good cows" martin my beloved <3 :)) oh boy who is this. fuckin. people. jonah you dick. gahh. you can tell he's trying to resist so hard lol. ohh. hehe keep an *eye* on him. altho if the extinction is a real thing he needs to be marked by that right? lol he sounds so intense im sorry- i want martin to just burst in and be like "look at this cow i saw!" its so dramatic and for why.

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Yoongi birthday reading

Okay okay okay. Yoongi my boy. Consider this an energy check up/ general how is this fine pisces boy doing on his birthday.

First things first, I feel like he is being censored in some way. Like he isnt truly able to say what needs to be said/ what he wants to be said. He feels weighed down by some chain. Maybe also guilty. I also feel that he is maybe feeling isolated and a little... disconnected. Whether this be from himself, the band, ARMY or maybe even bighit.

It's kinda like the money isn't cutting it anymore. Like hes tired of being successful. This is a weird thought but I feel like this applies. When you've struggled your while life to get to where you are, the second that struggle stops you feel useless? Like you're just waiting for the other shoe to drop because nothing is easy.

I definitely see him feeling alone or isolated. Maybe indulging in dark thoughts or vices.

As always with Yoongi, theres a spiritual undertone. He is def trying to suppress any gut feelings or intuition or signs. I can see him being like, "ugh, not now. I'm busy" and the universe is like :o

What I would advise our resident birthday boi to do would be meditate. Chill. Relax. Stop worrying about the things you have no control over (easier said than done ik)

Yoongi has done so much growing in just a few short years that I think hes tired of waiting for everyone else to catch up.

I see him taking refuge in his headspace and neatly tucking his worries and issues away in a box to deal with later. (Def have an image of him folding away his worries like he would with laundry)

He might be motivated to try some new things to help further his growth in his career or maybe pick up a personal hobby outside of music.

Channeled message

"Its okay. let what happens happen. It'll be for the best. Guide yourself to be where you need to be"

So. For those of you wondering how I channel and, "isnt that just bullshit?" And, "how can you tell that it isnt just the voice in your head?"

Well, I connect to whatever energy I'm trying to reach and I get mad visuals when I do it's like a little stream of pure energy and i just kinda follow that in my head. Sometime I see the person I'm trying to connect with, sometimes it's a really bright glob thing, sometimes it's their guides, it depends really. And for Yoongi specifically his little energy laser-looking thing is always a silvery blue or cobalt. It's very rarely been red too.

Anyway I digress. When I was doing this reading and connected with Yoon he had like long shaggy black hair and he was wearing red plaid pj pants and he would not look at me. He usually does. (This all sounds crazy and I realize that as I'm typing it out... but my mind uses visuals in order to interpret energy, so.) To tap into a person's energy to get a channeled message from the higher self/ soul or whatever, I visualize putting my hand out palm up and have them rest their palm on mine and I see words? Idk. That's just how my brain interprets.

Instead of holding my hand, Yoon put a silver box in my hand that had a key. So obviously I was like, "Yoongi, what the fuck?" As I was holding that little boxy key thing I got that channeled message. Idk what was up with that.

I whole heartedly think that that is his mantra that he repeats to himself.

So, to wrap up this mess. Yoongi needs to chill, maybe not drink so much or use it as a coping mechanism, yoongi is one intune mother fucker whi needs to listen to himself and his own advice. I feel like he is happy but there is a shadow that's going to catch up with him soon if it hasn't already. He just needs to deal with his emotions instead of solving them under the bed.

Yoongi is a smart man who will continue to be successful and probably rule over all of us one day.

Every day he seeks to improve his life and work on finding his happiness.

Happy birthday, Fish Boy.

[grapesodatozier]

okay so I’m watching IT right now for 17th time and i had an epiphany. idk if this is already an idea out there but i just pasted the scene where Eddie encounters pennywise at the well House. do you think you could write a one shot where right after Eddie escapes, he bikes straight to richie’s house for comfort ? ik this is probably an idea out there in the tumblr world bUT I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE REALLY CUTE. thank you for coming to my TED talk, if anyone reads this.

thank you so much for the request!! this is such a cute idea and it was so fun to write omg

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Eddie’s legs quickly became sorefrom how hard he was running, sneakers slapping harshly against the pavementwith every step, but he barely felt it. His chest was on fire, and his heartfelt like it was trying to punch its way out. The wind whipping past Eddie feltlike fingers down his arms, breath in his ear; it made him feel sick. His legs,protesting from years of disuse, managed to carry him all the way past hishouse to a blue Victorian. The sight made it a little easier for him tobreathe, despite how overworked his lungs were. He made his way up the porch onwobbly legs and rang the doorbell, near collapse when Maggie Tozier answeredthe door.

“Eddie?” sheasked, concern flooding her blue eyes. “Are you all right, honey?”

“Is Richie home?”Eddie managed to rasp out, his chest heaving.

“He’s in thebasement,” she answered, stepping aside and letting Eddie in. “Do you want aglass of water? You look a little beat.”

“That’s okay,”Eddie called over his shoulder, already halfway to the basement steps. “Thankyou, Mrs. Tozier!” With that he was bounding down the basement stairs.

Richie wassitting on the floor, video game controller clutched in his hands, neck cranedup at the television, his giant glasses reflecting the light of the screen. Hishead whipped toward the stairs at the sound of Eddie’s hurried steps. “EddieSpaghetti!” he exclaimed. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Don’t call methat,” Eddie said weakly, frozen at the bottom of the stairs. He wasn’t quitesure why he was here, and he was still pretty terrified, which didn’t helpclear his mind. He kept feeling like if he turned around… it would still bethere, that thing.

“Aw, you knowyou love it,” Richie winked. “So. You come over for a reason? Or are you justgonna stand there looking pretty?” Eddie blushed furiously at that.

“Yeah, I bet you’dlike that,” Eddie grumbled, making his legs move as he walked over to Richie.They practically sighed in relief as he took a seat on the floor next to hisbest friend. Eddie played with the zipper of his fanny pack; it was still open,and missing a pill bottle, which made Eddie’s heart start up again. Ma’s not gonna be happy, he thought tohimself. God, she’s gonna cry and screamand have a whole fucking fit. The thought was scary, but not as scary asthe memory of where his pills were, why they were currently lying in the middleof Neibolt Street. His breathing became a thin whistle, his entire bodytrembling.

“Eds?” Eddie’shead snapped up at the sound of his name, and he found Richie’s magnified eyesnarrowed as he looked at Eddie. “You okay? I made a joke about your mom and youdidn’t even punch me.” Eddie wanted to respond, wanted to yell at him, but hecould feel his throat closing. He reached for his inhaler, but even the sightof his fanny pack had tears blurring his vision. “Whoa, whoa, hey, it’s okay, I’llget it,” Richie rushed to say. He pushed Eddie’s hands out of the way andretrieved his inhaler. Eddie opened his mouth, letting Richie press his inhalerinto his hand and guide it to his face. Eddie inhaled, grateful for themedicinal taste on his tongue. Richie had one hand on Eddie’s and the othercupping Eddie’s jaw. His hands were a little sticky, but Eddie found that hedidn’t mind; they were warm, and they helped ground him. Eddie pulled theinhaler away from his lips, steadying his breathing on his own. He felt hottear tracks running down his cheeks and wiped them away furiously. Richie slidhis hand away from Eddie’s cheek, resting it on his shoulder. Eddie missed histouch. “You okay?” Richie asked in a voice so soft Eddie practically couldn’trecognize it. “What was all that about?”

Eddie consideredtelling him, but the thought had his throat closing again. “Tell me about yourday,” Eddie said suddenly, the words tripping over one another in their rush toget out. Richie’s brow furrowed, and he looked like he was about to saysomething, but Eddie cut him off. “Any good chucks today?” he asked, his voicestill shaking. The confusion on Richie’s face smoothed out, some expressionEddie couldn’t place passing over his wide eyes before he beamed at Eddie.

“Finally pickingup on my genius vocabulary, I see,” he bragged before launching into an accountof his day. Every word calmed Eddie’s breathing, every wild gesture and stupidvoice dried Eddie’s tears. Before long he was even laughing, smacking Richie’sshoulder half-heartedly. “So you really came over just to hear about my day?”Richie asked, toeing the line between humorous and serious.

Eddie shrugged,already beginning to shrink in on himself again. “I just wanted to see you,” hesaid defensively, wishing he’d worded it differently as a shit-eating,bucked-tooth grin spread across Richie’s face.

“I’m pretty irresistible,aren’t I?”

“Yeah, to licemaybe,” Eddie scoffed. But then he was thinking about lice, and things crawlingon him, inside of him, and he startedfreaking out again. What if that thing had touched him? What if he wasinfected?

“Eds?”

“I sawsomething,” Eddie managed to croak out.

“Congratulationson not being blind? Although considering your present company, you’re kindajust bragging.” Eddie shot Richie a look that shut him up.

“You know thehouse on Neibolt Street?”

“The abandonedone?” Eddie nodded. “Yeah, that place is fuckin’ Creep City.”

“Well, I passedit on my way home, and…” Eddie trailed off, his chest already tightening again.For once in his life Richie was quiet, patiently waiting for Eddie to continue.“I saw this, this man, I guess, but he-” Eddie sucked in a breath sharply,feeling himself getting to the verge of tears again. He gripped the hem of hisshorts so hard his knuckles turned white. “He was sick, like, fucking rotting.” He trained his eyes on Richie’sgangly, bent knees in an attempt to ground himself, unable to look into hisfriend’s eyes as his own began to fill with tears again. “I dropped my pills,and then he just fucking appeared outof nowhere. And I ran, but h-he chased me.” Eddie’s resolve broke on theword “chased,” and he began sobbing in earnest. Richie froze for a moment beforepulling Eddie into his arms. The angle was a bit awkward, as they were bothsitting cross-legged, their knees banging together. Eddie crawled into Richie’slap, throwing his shame out the window and following the instincts that toldhim to seek the comfort Richie was offering. Eddie was both surprised andgrateful when Richie wrapped his arms even more tightly around Eddie’s torsowithout cracking a joke. Eddie burrowed his face into Richie’s shoulder,fingers gripping the front of his shirt. He thought that maybe he should beembarrassed, but Richie was pulling him in, not pushing him away, and insteadof feeling embarrassed he felt safe,finally.

“Did he hurtyou?” Richie asked. His voice sent chills down Eddie’s spine; Eddie had onlyseen Richie genuinely mad once or twice in their six years of friendship, butit was so chilling that he’d memorized what it sounded like, and it soundedlike that. Eddie shook his head.

“N-no, I gotaway.” An image popped into Eddie’s head then, a bunch of balloons in anunnatural triangle formation, none of them bopping or blowing in the wind.Then, behind the balloons-

But no, Richiewouldn’t believe that. If Eddie mentioned the clown Richie would think he’dbeen joking, or that he was crazy. He might even get mad at him, and Eddie didn’twant to do anything that would make Richie stop holding him.

“Damn right yougot away from that fucking creep,” Richie said. Eddie thought he was trying tosound light-hearted, proud even, but there was still that harshness in hisvoice, that anger. “No fucking creep-ass hobo is gonna touch my Eddie Spaghetti.” Richie’s arms tightenedaround Eddie, and Eddie kind of felt like he was melting into Richie. It feltnice. Richie took a breath and said in a voice much closer to his normal,jovial tone, “I swear Eds, you gotta go out for track, you’d knock ‘em dead.”Eddie’s chest tightened again, but this time it was different. My Eddie. Eds. He curled further intoRichie, sniffling; Richie was a bony motherfucker, but Eddie had never beenmore comfortable. “Hey,” Richie whispered in Eddie’s ear, “he can’t get you,okay? You’re safe now. He’s never gonna bother you again.” This was anothervoice Eddie had only heard a handful of times, but it was a voice he liked muchbetter than the angry one. It was a voice Richie never used around the others,Eddie had only ever heard it when he and Richie were alone. It soothed him, andsoon his sobs were nothing more than small hiccups.

He reluctantlylifted his head from Richie’s shoulder, wiping at his eyes. “Shit, I got snoton your shirt,” he laughed weakly. Richie just shrugged.

“This shirt’s seenworse,” he grinned.

“Ugh, you’regross,” Eddie groaned, sharing Richie’s smile. He didn’t want to leave Richie’slap, but he felt like he had to, so he did.

“You know youlove me,” Richie winked.

“Yeah,” Eddiesighed, suddenly exhausted. That wiped the grin off Richie’s face, leaving himwith wide eyes and pink cheeks.

“I’m uh, I’mglad you came over,” Richie said. His hand were in his lap, but his Band-Aidcovered knees were bumping against Eddie’s, so he was close enough that hecould run his fingers over Eddie’s calves just by stretching them a little bit.Eddie got a weird feeling in his chest when Richie did that, but it felt kindof nice. “You know, you’re always safe here. I’m not gonna let anything happento you.” Eddie nodded, taking Richie’s hands in his own. His stomach flutteredas he did so, but Richie held on tight, and Eddie didn’t feel like pullingaway.

“Thanks, Rich.”

“Any time.”

“I’m not gonnalet anything happen to you either, you know.”

“Aw, Eds, myfierce little protector, you’re too sweet.” Eddie rolled his eyes, but he didn’tlet go of Richie’s hands. “You okay?” Richie asked after a moment of silence.

“I think so,”Eddie said, deflating a bit. “I’m just- what if I’m sick now, you know? What ifhe did touch me, or what if it was airborne?”

“Well if it’sairborne then you just got me sick,” Richie joked, “so I guess we’ll rottogether, asshole.” He grinned, but it didn’t do anything to calm Eddie’sfears. Picking up on this, he added, “Eds, you’re not sick, I promise.”

“You don’t knowthat.”

“Yes, I do.”

“No, you don’t.”

Something Eddiecouldn’t quite name passed over Richie’s eyes. Then, suddenly, Richie’s handswere back on Eddie’s face, and he was pressing his candy-sweet lips to Eddie’s.It was brief, and their lips didn’t quite line up right, but Eddie melted intoimmediately anyway.

“There,” Richiesaid when he pulled away, his cheeks dusted pink. “That’s how certain I am thatyou’re not sick.”

“You’re an idiot,”Eddie mumbled, but he couldn’t help the smile that played across hisstill-tingling lips, and he took Richie’s hands in his own again.

“No, I’m adoctor,” Richie corrected with a huge grin.

“I’ve never hada doctor do that before.”

“I’d sure hopenot,” Richie said, making Eddie giggle. “Was that… okay?” Richie asked, hissmile faltering. It came back full force when Eddie nodded. “Awesome! It was…kind of awesome.”

“Yeah,” Eddieagreed. They looked at each other for a long moment, playing with each other’sfingers.

“You wanna play?”Richie asked, breaking the silence as he nodded toward the TV. “I can plug inanother controller.”

“Can I justwatch you play?” Eddie asked.

“Definitely!”Richie nodded enthusiastically. He turned back to the television, and Eddienestled in next to him, resting his head on Richie’s snot-free shoulder.

“You know, youshouldn’t sit so close to the screen,” Eddie said. “That’s probably why you’reso fucking blind.”

“No, I’m sofucking blind because I’ve blinded by your beauty so many times,” Richiegrinned down at him, kissing the top of his head. He then launched into a storyabout how the round was going as he began to play again, and Eddie was happy tosettle in and listen to his spiel.

As he thoughtabout it, Eddie knew Richie was right; he wassafe, and so was Richie, as long as they were together.

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[beau7x-blog]

Chapter 5 or 6 or whatever

Shiny frowned sternly at a bent floorboard in the downstairs storage hall. It squeaked loudly as he slowly applied pressure on it with his right foot. His frown grew deeper. He rapidly tapped his foot against the wood, causing the floor to groan in protest. His eyes lit up with an idea and began to frantically run up and down the corridor, stopping every now and then before continuing his linear marathon. He suddenly halted on the tip of his toes before almost colliding with LadybugSheep. "Jeez Shiny, what're you doing?" She cried out, struggling to regain her balance "Sorry, I was just uh-… well, I was uh, testing something. " Ladybug stared at him with raised eyebrows indicating for more information "Um, does the house feel... I dunno, loose to you?" "Loose?" "Like, rattling, like it vibrates a lot?" Ladybug looked around and shook her head, "No can't say it's something I've noticed." "Hmm." Shiny frowned in thought, "I'm not sure if it is the house." "What do you mean?" Shiny huffed and thought for a moment, "I keep like, feeling these movements, or vibrations, pretty much wherever I go.  I feel it in my feet and it rattles all through my body." "Like, whenever you walk around?" "No, it's whenever, no matter what I'm- Shh!" Shiny suddenly froze and stared at the ground, "Do you feel that? Like the ground is moving?" Ladybug didn't respond and he looked up at her, "It's very faint but it's like the ground is shaking." He added "Like an earthquake?" "Exactly! Exactly like an earthquake, but faint, like not as strong." Ladybug paused and stared at the ground, "No, no I haven't felt anything like that." Shiny's shoulders slumped in disappointment. "Hey," Ladybug clapped him on the arm cheerfully, "Maybe you're just more sensitive to this stuff, you know? Like. There's minor teensy tiny earthquakes all the time, we just don't feel them." Shiny shrugged, "Yeah, maybe. Either that or I have a brain tumour." "That's possible too." Ladybug smiled and headed toward the kitchen. The floor continued to rumble under Shiny's feet. Something just didn't feel right. Ladybug had quietly snuck some food from the kitchen fridge and packed it into a small paper bag. Looking around and making sure no one was around to see her, she quietly opened the storeroom door and slipped inside. Normally the room was pretty dark as it had no windows but she could see streams of light coming from under the floorboards near the back of the room. She opened the heavy hatch and called down "Hey Beau, you down there?" "Yeah, I'm here, you can come on down bub." Making sure to close the hatch door after her, she carefully walked down the narrow steps into the cellar to find Beau sitting at the desk stretching her wings open and closed. What she didn't expect was to find Bigfoot sitting on the desk.   "Oh." She stopped in her tracks, "So, I'm gonna guess he remembered, huh?" "Hm?" Beau looked over to her, "Oh, no, it's far more complicated than that." She widened her eyes at Ladybug. "Oh. Grand. Well, I bought you lunch." "Bloody legend!" Beau jumped up out of her seat, her left wing gently slapping Bigfoot across the face.   "Pfftppbbllpt." Bigfoot blew out his tongue and brushed his face "Oh, shit, sorry, Big. I'm still not used to these." She glared at her wings "No, no, it's fine. They're actually really soft, I just didn't want to get any feather particles up my nose." Beau took the bag from Lady bug and sat back down at the desk, "You want to join us for lunch?" She asked Ladybug. "Um, well I am very interested to find out what's going on here." She took a seat on the bed but immediately sprang back up, "Oh, actually, Jules is here right now. Does he know what's going on?" Beau and Bigfoot shook their heads   "No actually he doesn't. This was really recent." Beau looked up at the ceiling "Yeah, this happened like an hour ago." Bigfoot explained. "Mk, I'll go grab him. Anyone else you want to let in on this?" Beau shook her head taking a bite out of a sandwich, "No, I don't think anyone else here knows about it, and my God, this sandwich is good!" "Well, actually a few people know about you Beau." Said Bigfoot. She frowned at him "-ike oo?" Her question muffled by food. "Well, there's us, Jules, Delcake and uh, Deniro too." "How do they all know about it?" "They were there when you exploded." Said Ladybug. "They were? Huh, I don't really remember. I remember Jules trying to take me to the doctor, and I remember seeing Big, but after that, "She shrugged and took another bite, "Itsh jush blan." "Didn't your mother teach you not to talk with food in your mouth?" Ladybug chastised "Yeah, she did." Beau nodded, "She also taught me not to give a fuck, so." "Okay, well Delcake isn't here and Deniro hasn't mentioned any of this so I don't know if he wants to be involved, but I'll go up and grab Jules, okay?" "Sounds good." Bigfoot nodded "Tak yoor tim." Beau called after her, her mouth again filled. Heading back upstairs to the dining hall Ladybug found Jules and Adrianna sitting at a table with drinks waiting for lunch, "Hey, Jules? I'm really sorry to interrupt but I kinda need to talk to you for a minute." "Yeah sure, what's going on?" "Are you okay?" Asked Adrianna "Uh, it's um," she looked towards the kitchen, "It's kinda private." "Oh. Uh-" he looked towards Adrianna,   "It's fine, go ahead."   "Sorry, I'll try to be quick." Ladybug apologized leading Jules towards the storeroom "Just don't expect your food to be here when you get back." Adrianna called after him "Don't touch my fuckin sandwich Adri." He yelled over his shoulder "I'm gonna spit on it!" "No! Leave my sandwich alone!" Ladybug laughed as she opened the storeroom door "Oh, is it one of those kinda talks?" Ladybug shrugged, "Honestly I'm not sure what's going on, but I figured since you own the place you should probably be kept in the loop." She explained leading him down the stairs, Beau's voice echoing through the air. "I actually haven't seen any feathers fall out. And I can't pull them out either. Oh, hi gang! Welcome back to the pit." She called out as they reached the bottom of the stairs "Hey." Jules waved, "Oh, hey Big. You finally remember what happened, huh?" "No, uh, something else happened. I found Beau by accident." Bigfoot explained "What? How? Beau you're meant to stay in the cellar" "I have stayed in the cellar like the fuckin' abomination I am." She replied haughtily. "I heard someone come into the storeroom and not leave so I peeked through the hatch and Bigfoot was bleeding all over the place." she gestured to the bloody bandages still on the desk. "Oh shit, what happened? Are you okay Big?" Bigfoot nodded swaying his feet back and forth under the desk, "I mean, my glasses are cracked and I lost my phone but other than that, I'm not hurt. Anymore." He added Jules looked at Bigfoot, then at the bloody medical equipment and back again a few times, "Wait, what do you mean anymore?" He asked not being able to find any wounds on Bigfoot's body. "Long version or short version?" Beau asked leaning back in her chair with her hands behind her head "Uh, the short one." "Good, cause the long one might take a while. Short version; Big's a mutant too." "Oh, is that the term we're going with now?" Bigfoot asked Beau She shrugged, "Most logical term I can think of. What else could we be?" "Wait, back up, what do you mean? What kind of mutant? Unless he's got a tiny pair of wing under that shirt, he's not like you." Ladybug pointed out "No, he doesn't have wings, but he is mutated. We've been-" Beau was cut off by Bigfoot suddenly sneezing loudly. The room went quiet and everyone's eyes widened as Bigfoot's face – his nose and lips to be exact – were drooping, hanging unnaturally from his face. "What the fuck?!" Jules cried out at the sight while Beau began laughing hysterically. "Ugh, God, what the hell?" Said Ladybug disgusted as his face slowly receded back into its natural position. "What the fuck was that?" Yelled Jules Beau desperately tried to gather herself, giggles still threatening to escape, "He's stretchy." "He's what?" Asked Ladybug. "I'm stretchy." Bigfoot said quietly. "Like um, Luffy. His limbs stretch. Before when I fell in my chair his arm stretched over a meter and a half. But he can't quite control it yet." Beau explained, "Dude, I know that must've felt really weird having your face like that, and you're probably struggling to comprehend what's happened to you, but seriously, that was fuckin funny." She smiled trying not to let more laughter escape. "Beau can we at least pretend to take this seriously?" Jules asked "Nope. It's not happening to you." She shrugged her tone becoming serious. "You guys are perfectly fine, you can go back upstairs and act like this never happened and deny the whole thing, but us, "She gestured to Bigfoot and herself. "We're stuck with this shit. There is literally nothing we can do about what has happened to us. And hell, even Big can go back upstairs right now and no one would know anything was different. Unless he sneezed again that is. Me? I'm trapped down here. I can hardly even leave this cellar to go to the bathroom for Christ's sake, and unless anyone here can think of how to hack off these wings without killing me or want to go through the shit storm of revealing myself to the public, I will continue to be trapped down here, until I either go insane and fuckin murder everyone or kill myself. So, no. I will not take anything seriously because the moment I do, reality drops on me and I want to fucking die." Beau hung her head in her hands after her rant. The room was awkwardly silent, no one knowing what to say. "I miss my family." She said quietly, "I can't even talk to them, to tell them what's happened. I'm going to disappear off the face of the earth, and they're going to spend the rest of their lives looking for me, wondering why I never came home, and there's nothing I can do about it." "Beau-" Jules started but stopped himself realizing he had no idea what he could possibly say "Can't we bring them here?" LadybugSheep asked looking towards Jules "So they can at least see, and know what happened? Maybe they can think of something we can't?" "It's not going to help." Beau replied "It's better if they don't know. "Why?" Ladybug turned to her, "You don't want them to worry, so if-" "Because when the police come asking where I am, they won't have to lie to them." Beau explained. "It says on my visa when I'm due to return, my work is going to wonder where I am and they'll be suspicious of why my family didn't raise alarms when I didn't come home." She sighed, "it's easier if everyone thinks I've disappeared." Jules kneeled down in front of Beau and placed his hands on top of her knees "Hey, look at me." Beau barely raised her head but stared deep into his eyes. Tears of hopeless torment spilled down her cheeks. "We're going to figure something out, okay? I'm not just going to abandon you down here." "What can we do?" Her voice trembled and cracked. "I can't hide forever and when they find out about me God knows what's going to happen. Religious fanatics will hunt me down, governments will abduct me for scientific study, Christ, what if they figure out how to replicate these mutations and try to weaponize them?" "Well, being stretchy isn't really a weapon." Bigfoot said, "More defensive I guess? That would mean less casualties in war?" "Great, a war where soldiers don't die, only civillians." "Well how about your wings? Besides flying I don't see how they can be used as a weapon?" Bigfoot asked. Beau sighed and pulled an apple out of the paper bag and motioned for Jules to back up. Without leaving her chair she smashed the apple against the edge of her right wing slicing it clean in half. "I don't know how but sometimes the edges are razor sharp. I think it's a defense mechanism. When I get scared they open up like this-" Beau suddenly flapped open her wings sitting high on her shoulders fully extended, "If anyone where to suddenly surprise me while standing too close they could easily be knocked back by them opening or heaven forbid sliced open. Maybe I could get a rope or something and tie them back?" She thought aloud looking around the room. "Well, you certainly know how to see the worst possible scenarios." Said Ladybug. "I've been down here by myself with nothing to do but think. I see all scenarios and trust me there are way less good outcomes than bad, and any good outcome is not nearly worth the risk of the bad outcomes. The good outcome, I get to go back to my normal life, or maybe use these things to help people. All the bad outcomes? Someone dies. Usually me or a war starts. And what if we're not the only ones? I'm pretty sure Bigfoot and I aren't going to do anything evil with our powers, but we don't know how or why we got them. This could be happening to people all over the world, I mean the odds that it happened to the both of us are astounding, unless it is confined to this area alone and the odds of that are even smaller." Ladybug looked over at Jules then Bigfoot, "Beau, I think you've been overthinking this a bit too much." "It's all I can do Ladybug. No one can predict the future-" Beau cut herself off and looked up at the ceiling, "...That we know of yet. I'm not the kind of person that can just do something without considering the impact or consequences it might have, and these are huge consequences." "What if you say it's a PR stunt?" Jules suggested. "What do you mean?" "Like, you know how some people have like devil horns surgically implanted into their head? Just say it's something like that. We could trial it, we'll go for a walk in the city tomorrow and see how the public react, and if it looks like things will go south, we can just say it was a really well-done PR stunt." Beau frowned and stared into space as she thought, "That uh- hmm." She began and stopped several times while the other stood in silence staring at her. "That actually... might be able to work." "Yeah? You want to try that? We can go to the mall too and maybe get you some clothes you can actually wear." Jules pointed out Beau looked over her shoulder and smirked. She had cut the back of her tank top in half and crudely pinned the top and bottom together with safety pins. "Yeah, that would be nice actually." She smiled, "Honestly I'm just more excited to get out of this cellar." "We should keep an eye on the others here too." Bigfoot suggested, "In case they start showing weird symptoms or anything, that way we can prepare them before anything happens." Beau nodded in agreement "But what counts as weird symptoms?" Ladybug pointed out, "Beau just had a sore back, there was no way we could have known wings would explode out of it." "Well, no, but that's why we keep an eye on them. Stay near them to give them a safe place and to explain things when these mutations start to actually present themselves." Bigfoot explained "But how could we tell the difference between someone just having a headache and developing a mutation that blow things up with their minds?" "We don't." Beau shrugged, "But, when medicine doesn't seem to work, then it's probably something else. But, then again, that's if they show physical symptoms, what if their mutation has nothing to do with them?" She contradicted herself, "Like, I don't know, the ability to talk to fish or something. And then there's like, if we go out tomorrow, people from here are going to see it 'cause no doubt people are probably going to put it on the internet, and people here will recognize me and realize, 'Hey, we haven't seen Beau in a while, and now she's in this viral video with giant wings what's going on here?'" "We could tell the Jamily?" Ladybug suggested looking at Beau, "That way, you can be free in the house and if anyone else starts to mutate they'll at least have someone to talk to." Bigfoot nodded in agreement, "Yeah, I'm sure if we went out together and calmly explained it to them and that we're trying to find a cause and we just all need to be as supportive as possible-" "But can we really trust everyone in the Jamily?" Beau interrupted looking at the others, "I mean, don't get me wrong I love all of them, but you never really know who a person is until they're put under stress, and there are a lot of people at this café, not just workers but patrons too, and we have no idea how they'll react. And another thing, if we go out in public tomorrow and things go south and we pretend like it's just a PR thing, the cops will know where I was and when I was last seen and anyone with me will be questioned and suspected. Unless the world is okay with these mutations, they'll never let me on a plane, AND there's no telling whether or not anyone will be safe. We can be assaulted and kidnapped at any moment, even if the world knows about us and people notice we've gone missing, who's to say anyone can figure out who did it or where that person is, it will all just be conjecture for political gain and GOD there's so many fucking problems!" Beau groaned and stood up in frustration, her wings flapped forcefully in anger.   "It's alright, calm down, we'll figure something out." Jules said soothingly stepping towards her Beau threw her arms up in frustration, "Have you not been listening to a word I've said? There's too many variables and too many things we have absolutely no power over. We try to ignore it but the fact is our lives are not free, they are controlled and governed and it's what people are used to. People are used to order and when you throw in something they don't understand they panic. If you see an animal you don't recognize your first thought it 'Is it dangerous?' and that's how we've survived. People are going to be threatened by us because they don't know what we're capable of and they're going to attack us out of fear and in trying to defend ourselves they're going to turn us into the monsters they think we are!" her wings flapped open angrily throwing the chair into a wall across the room Bigfoot jumped of the table he was sitting on and took a step towards her, his arms raised defensively, "Alright, calm down Magneto. You don't know that will happen" "No, I don't! We have no idea what will happen and It's fucking terrifying." Beaus voice started to crack, tears welling in her eyes again. Jules firmly placed his hands on her shoulder and looked her in the eyes, "Beau, you need to calm down." Jules cut her off again before she could protest, "You're upset and working yourself into a panic and you won't be able to think rationally. We're going to figure this out." "But how-" "Do you trust me?" He asked sternly Beau paused unsure how to answer. "Do you trust me?" He asked again "Yes." She reluctantly admitted with a quiet squeak. "Good, because I promise we're going to find a way to make this work, to keep everyone safe, okay? Even if we have to go through every possible scenario with a fine-tooth comb, or if we have to flee to Sweden or the Antarctic, or whatever. We're going to do everything we can to make sure this doesn't turn to shit but if they want a war, we'll give them war. No one hurts my Jamily." Bigfoot snickered, "I'm sorry dude, but you can't use that word. It just takes all seriousness out of the situation." "Yeah, I agree." Ladybug chuckled Jules threw his head back dramatically, "Well, whatever! You guys came up with it so stop making fun of me!"