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nouvxllev · 2 years ago

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the girl across your street || p3

Pairing: Jenna Ortega x Fem!Reader

Summary: You were only someone she met in her neighborhood, and she became someone unreachable. You were someone she only knew for half a year, and yet, the countless smiles she’d give you when you were around, the moments she looked you in the eyes where you thought you finally meant something to her, the times she’d say you were someone special to her—those became nothing but everything. You start to ponder on who could ever truly stay with you? Maybe it’s inevitable you’d go along with your life without someone special to you, someone who cherishes you like their dying wish.

Words: 2.1k

Warnings: angst, yipee!

part 4 || masterlist

You've found yourself spending a lot more time with Jenna than expected—so much so that you could almost consider yourselves roommates, having explored and learned the backstory of every picture in her living room. You knew quite a bit about Jenna, maybe not everything, but you knew her down to her music taste. Which is, maybe not a lot to some, but it was deep for you. Learning about each other's music tastes felt like exchanging wedding vows.

The two of you frequently dined at fancy restaurants or strolled through nearby supermarkets around the corner from your neighborhood. Making you wonder on where the hell is Jenna getting reservations from at the most luxurious restaurants out of town. These outings became the go-to whether you both were feeling ecstatic or just wanted to unwind after a bad day. And your meetings with eachother started occurring later in the day rather than in the early mornings.

You were slowly falling head over heals, over and over again until you went mad with her. It had reached a point where not hearing Jenna's voice or feeling her presence beside you felt wrong.

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"There's my favorite actress!" You ran towards her, a broad smile on your face that reached up to your ears. In your hands, you held a DSLR camera, not too large but not too small either.

Jenna, seated in her usual spot on the bench in front of her house, responded, "Not an actress," blocking her face with the camera you had pointed at her.

"—Yet," you grinned, "Don't you want to be in my special first video vlog?" Turning around, you gave the camera a chance to capture the changing scenery of the year, with leaves transforming into warm shades of orange and red.

You had big dreams of becoming a director, a career choice you had clung to since childhood. Piles of files filled with DVDs you had created when you were young. It didn't matter if you didn't have a deep story to tell, your videos were filled to the brim with stupid and idiotic stuff you used to do as kids and overall you were happy.

"Where'd you get that from?" Jenna asked, standing up to examine your camera's display. "Ooh… The quality's top-notch," she nodded approvingly.

"It was a very late Christmas gift from my friend I go to film school with. She saw me literally struggling with my phone, so she finally got me a camera for professionals only." You emphasized the word "professionals," feeling proud to have your very own camera instead of one borrowed from someone else.

She chuckled at your comment, "I've always wanted to film something on a camera," she whispered, her voice carrying a hint of nostalgia.

You gently set the camera down, your heart trying to calm down due to how close she was to you.

"I… I have this project for my film class," you began, turning to face her. "We have to vlog something in our lives that we could watch a few years later in time. It's supposed to be something bittersweet, my prof would say." You laughed, hoping to gain Jenna's approval.

You noticed her eyes twinkling, her eyebrows raising in excitement, and her lips forming a big smile that revealed her dimples. Fuck, you were so in love, it was maddening.

"Then let this be the short film of a lifetime."

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The 'short film of a lifetime' became a series of short films of a life time. Capturing your daily talks and strolls with Jenna, hoping that one day, the two of you could meet up again and watch these videos, laughing to your hearts' content. It was a sweet memory you'd hopefully make, really.

The alarm failed to wake you up because you didn't even sleep. It was Jenna's 17th birthday, and being even a millisecond late was not an option. You hadn't been able to celebrate her 16th birthday since she had just moved to town weeks after that, you knew after months of talking to her. And now, you were determined to give her the best party yet.

You stepped outside in the outfit Jenna had picked for you during one of your shopping trips—a comfortable ensemble that solidified your opinion of Jenna's excellent fashion taste.

You had your gift ready for Jenna, all those months of saving up money and even starving yourself finally paid off as you bought headphones that she always wanted and was always ranting to you about how expensive it is, a pair of brand-new Sony Headphones to replace her old ones.

You turned on your DSLR camera, ready to record and all, until you looked up and see people loading boxes into a truck.

Your heart raced as you ran towards the truck, hoping against hope. 'Fuck, fuck fuck... Please, not today,' you repeated to yourself, breath ragged as you tried to calm down.

Spotting Jenna's sister Aliyah, you called out to her, "Aliyah! Aliyah, wait!"

Aliyah turned, a smile on her face. "Y/n! Hey…"

You exhaled, "Where's—Where's Jenna? Is she going back to your house for her birthday?" You set your camera down, your voice shaky as you released the gift bag you held.

"Didn't she tell you? She's going across the country; she just got cast for a character in a film!"

You dropped your camera, confusion and shock hitting you like a truck.

"What?"

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"There's my favorite actress!"

"Not an actress...

"—Yet."

The video played on and on, a retro sound mixed with sratches from the old camera you once cherished. You lay quietly down on your bed, your eyes starting to form eyebags, and the air starting to sound like a certain song you'd play when you're at your darkest times.

It's been half a decade since your last interaction with Jenna. Countless of sleepless nights, meals skipped, and relationships with others destroyed all because she moved across the country to pursue her acting career. Not once did she think to send you even a single letter, expressing how much she missed you or offering a simple greeting. But who were you to expect so much from her?

You get that she was busy, and you get that she has other matters to attend to. You knew for a fact the harsh reality of the entertainment industry demanded constant attention, and slipping up even once could mean being left behind. But a dark void in your soul could only want to ask of her a simple hi. You’ve watched Jenna through her films, her interviews, her Instagram stories, witnessing how she became a star. You were happy for her, there was no denying it, you were so happy for her she got to achieve the dream she was dying to succeed, but you couldn’t help but wish to celebrate it beside her, even for just one moment, rather from a distance like this.

You were only someone she met in her neighborhood, and she became someone unreachable. You were someone she only knew for two years, and yet, the countless smiles she’d give you when you were around, the moments she looked you in the eyes where you thought you finally meant something to her, the times she’d say you were someone special to her—those became nothing but everything. You start to ponder on who could ever truly stay with you. Maybe it’s inevitable you’d go along with your life without someone who’s special to you, someone who cherishes you like their dying wish.

When she left, your soul left with her. Now you were never the same. You never looked at things the same, walking down that street being something you’d regret, watching a film you’d think she would love could only make you breakdown into tears—missing her touch like you miss the warmth of the sun on a cold day. The world, once vibrant when Jenna entered your life, now appeared through somber lens, your simplest pleasures turned into tortures you would never wish on an empire.

You couldn’t be mad at her, no, you didn’t have the right to. How could you be so instantly attached to one person that they became your entire world? You spent your whole life creating memories you cherished with everyone around you. You had worlds to see, you had symphonies to hear from the beat of your headphones, you had comforting scents to smell whenever you walk into a familiar place, you had delicacies your mom once had made you when she was still in your life to taste, you had humans to touch—people that were close to your heart. Everything you had in the palm of your hands, taken away by a single glance from Jenna. It’s like your life suddenly meant nothing without her.

While you’re all smiles and laughs, trying to hide the fact you’re missing that one person who made you who you are now, thoughts of her still linger at night. You would find yourself after a grueling day, scrolling through the accounts Jenna had created, even reaching out to her closest friends or family members for any updates on her well-being. You still hope one day you’ll take that street yet again, reminiscing about the days when you were delighted to wake up on a cool winter morning and eagerly anticipate seeing someone, and that someone eagerly awaiting for you as well.

You sighed as you took a step on the street you were always walking on. It was already noon, and the feeling of not walking this road without the morning sun will always be so weird to you. The wind of the road reaches out to you like something of a horror film, your headphones you initially bought for Jennas birthday being the only escape to the reality you've sentenced yourself to, as if she was still there with you. If only you had known for what was about to strike you, maybe you would've confessed.

Like Jenna, you too achieved your dream job as a movie director. While you didn't work on big films, you were just happy you got to help bring stories to life, stories that Jenna often liked to read, hoping one day she'd maybe take interest in the films you directed.

As you walked, you find your eyes flickering to the bench Jenna used to sit down, a part of you wishing she would magically reappear and surprise you as if nothing had happened and it was all just a dream.

Then, someone was there—a brunette with the same hairstyle, engrossed in a book, much like the ones Jenna always loved.

"Jenna?" You called out, eyes widening.

The brunette started to stand up, book still in hand that was obscuring her face.

"Jen—! Fuck— Sorry…" You bumped into numerous people who seemed to have materialized on the street that wasn't crowded a moment ago.

“Jenna! Jenna, why didn’t you—" You extended your hand, wanting to touch her shoulder, feeling on the verge of breaking down into tears, desperate for an explanation, screaming whys and hows.

A car suddenly passed by you, the wind knocking you out of your senses.

Shit, it wasn't Jenna. It was never Jenna.

You were going insane. Why were you still grieving for something so alive, but so gone?

You were on your way to the location where your co-director, Emma Myers, had instructed the rest of the actors to shoot for your new film, Finest Kind. It was the first movie ever where you felt a bit uncertain, but you took it anyway. Emma was a friend you had made during your lowest days in film school, always there for your rants and providing a comforting presence that made you feel better about yourself.

Due to a morning that almost got you killed, you arrived 20 minutes late, earning applause from everyone when you finally reached the spot, Emma in the background shouting a rowdy 'Finally!' as the rest burst into laughter. It brought a genuine smile to your face, finally.

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You didn't know of the casting, since that was you, your technique. You enjoyed a bit of surprise in your approach to movie directing, a quirk Emma took note of, and so, everyone introduced themselves to you and the rest of the crew, forming bonds for the months ahead.

You sat in your chair with your last name written on the back, reviewing a script that the writers had printed out, it was fairly nice. You were already envisioning how you wanted it to go, and now you were standing up to take the affirmative with Emma, until, a certain voice caught your attention.

"Excuse me, could I…" A voice murmured behind you—a familiar voice you knew and loved from the very beginning. However, for some reason, your heart dropped, and you wished more than anything to erase yourself.

"Jenna?"

"Y/n."

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a/n: yikes!!

#jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega x y/n #jenna ortega x you #jenna ortega

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emwrcte · 24 days ago

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SOUNDTRACK: A MUSE PLAYLIST STUDY! list 5 songs that you associate with your muse! (bonus: include lyrics if you'd like!)

Confessions of a Blackheart — Genitorturers ( Wenduag )

Something's come over me, something's alive inside. It comes to find me. Hide me. I open my eyes to see they want. To blind me. Tie me I'm strange...but I'm sane. You wanna play my little game, so kiss kiss cross our hearts to die. Caught inside our one minds eye, feel the terror ride begin. Feel the fear taking me You're filthy, dirty Ugly and diseased. Black as coal. Wash her soul.

Sins and Gods - Revelation — Borislav Slavov ( Elasariyan bint Enar al-Saffah )

This is an orchestal piece, without dialog. The score is desperate, pained, and hopeful and proud despite all the above. It fits Sariya very well. (I also get to glaze Divinity: Original Sin 2 so YIPEE)

Becoming Insane — Infected Mushroom ( Nocturne of Oblivion )

Wake me up before I change again, remind me the story that I won't get insane. Tell me why it's always the same, explain me the reason why I'm so much in pain.

Don't Get Captured — Run The Jewels ( Venom )

He in here, me in here, we in here. Don't get captured. No cryin' here, just do your dirt and disappear. Don't get captured. Then lay it low, take it slow and reappear. Don't get captured. Return to us victorious, smoke pounds of kush. Don't get captured. Good day from the house of the haunted. Get a job, get a house, get a coffin. Don't stray from the path, remain where you at that maximizes our profits. That blunt? Oh well, hell, so's this boot. We live to hear you say "please don't shoot". A pure delight, c'mon, make my night.

Take The Power Back — Rage Against The Machine ( Damsel )

In the right light, study becomes insight. But the system that dissed us, teaches us to read and write. So-called facts are fraud, they want us to allege and pledge and bow down to their god. Lost the culture, the culture lost. Spun our minds and through time, ignorance has taken over. Yo, we gotta take the power back. Bam, here's the plan. Motherfuck Uncle Sam, step back, I know who I am.

tagged by: @uhsoka ( MWAH )

tagging: @hexclaimed , @taleswritten ( your choice! ) , @stcries ( whomstever is eating your brain ) , @somote , @yuhyeol ( singed ), and ANYONE WHO WANTS TO!! :D

#&. tagged.#spent way too much time on this im gonna go DIE NOW

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rosesocietyy · 2 years ago

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Brilliant people have said everything that needs to be said about this much much better and I don't got anything substantial to add but I just have to get this off my chest cause y'all I'm still in disbelief

like this is a grown ass person btw oh I simply have to laugh😭

this perfectly exemplifies literally everything cringe af and wrong with these "assigned welcomers". this is just my scapegoat but there are way worse I've seen

First of all, get a job. how, at your fossil age, do you have time to spend all day scrolling through every single iwtv related post and arguing with people who say anything even slightly damning about lestat (which mind you, is literally just objective facts about things he did). I'll dm you a McDonald's application hell I'll even put in a referral for you out of the goodness of my heart.

Second, Lestat is not a real person. he's fake, a made up character, the figment of someone's imagine, non-existent, people hating him will not affect your life in anyway shape or form. He didn't assign you as his PR agent I promise you'll live. "They'll never accept him" ok and?!?

Question, and I'm genuinely asking, is this their first time in a fandom? why is someone having a different opinion about a character they love enough to send them into hysterics like?? 13 year olds on anime twitter have a better grasp on reality that y'all do get a grip!

And like the above posts have talked extensively about, I most definitely noticed whose posts a specific bunch of them love to go under to share their dog shit "explanation" that nobody asked for. When a black person sees Louis being brutalized by his white lover what do you expect their reaction to be? oaur wow this white french slut is so pussy cunt slay period queen? "but louis is flawed too" do you hear yourself? do you listen to yourself when you speak? can you activate the barest hint of brain activity to understand why we would react differently to what we're watching than you would and that knowledge of the source material has nothing to do with it? Just because you read those shitty books and posses no empathy for black people in media doesn't mean you gain some higher understanding of "gothic romance ".

"No but the thing is you don't understand this is a gothic romance and they're supposed to be monsters and lestat has suffered saur much and he's also the real main character so you must love him" so now how exactly does that negate their point about him being an abuser? quickly! sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up when black people are sharing their thoughts on the show cause who the fuck are you fr and what convinced you that you have the right to argue with them about THEIR experiences. that tweet that said white people act like God left them in charge, yeah.

Funny enough, half the people that are so gung ho about him now didn't even fw him at all when they only read the first book. wow it's almost like you were allowed to sort out your feelings about him on your own without insects disguised as people in your mentions calling you slow for not licking his feet.

I despise so much in this fandom. From the bottom of my heart I really truly do. I don't know what I was expecting, I guess more common sense and maturity because the average age in the fandom is quite high compared to other fandoms I've been in but nah, just mfs screaming and crying bc ppl don't jump up and down and scream yipee! everytime their white fav commits abhorrent, disgusting crimes.

I was so caught up in the euphoria of an anne rice property finally being given to skilled creators who'll pick it apart and say something poignant with it that for a moment, I forgot I lived in a world where majority of its audience would sadly be the anne rice crowd.

#gag is the first time watchers don't even hate lestat as character #they all think he's brilliantly written #but because they're not calling him mother and liking edits of him to club music #those roaches have decided to take personal offense #interview with the vampire #iwtv #louis de pointe du lac #lestat de lioncourt #amc iwtv

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litebulbs-art · 5 months ago

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hi :] I’ve seen a couple posts from you about ROR Hostile Worlds (specifically High Court characters I think?) and it’s gotten me really curious about them. Since the game died so fast I have no idea where to go to learn about anyone, so is there any place you’d suggest looking? I really only give a shit about the Court characters 💔

Oh buddy, you asked the right person for this.

I've played HW through and through multiple times over in it's short lifespan Canada experienced. Unfortunately, I never recorded the mission lore so a lot of it is lost to me. What I do have is the HC survivor logs, though.

Arti's log confirms that she's a researcher type of character, though that seems like it undermines her "Herald of the High Court" title in RoR2.

Dutchess is a diplomat from the House Beyond; her house is not expressly confirmed but due to her bodyguard being confirmed to be HB we can reasonably imply that it's the most likely candidate for Dutchess' affiliation.

Despite saying that she has a scepter, the scepter is merely a magical AoE effect. She uses two pistols and all of Commando's animations. Tragically, she was the most boring character to play due to having two AoEs and a basic dash.

Sharpshooter, unlike the others, effortlessly tells us things about herself and the world of RoR. Each word in her log serves a purpose, and is a reminder that there's still a really good writing team somewhere in here. Sharps is a spy who volunteered herself to go on a mission. That alone tells us that she has agency, perhaps due to the honors that she's received. If "every stripe decorating her armor" means those rings of gold (hard to imagine its any other element, we also know that Arti has honors too, and curiously that the other 3 court characters lack those kinds of awards, as their gold is not in rings. And of course, from her we also know that the Court is big enough and separate enough that parts of them spy on each other.

I must add, Sharpshooter's head-on angle was the worst choice for her promo art. Her helmet is very fitting of a Court character when viewed from literally any other angle, and it doesn't even infringe on Arti's territory with it's design.

Valkyrie my wife, take me to Valhalla, or at least walk me to Hel so that I have something to reflect back on during eternal boredom.

Valk had what was the most fun moveset in my opinion, having a projectile that heals you when you go and pick it up. She encouraged risky play, which really fit her namesake in my opinion. Valk has canonically been on Petrichor, and lost her faith to some degree. With Seeker's log in RoR2, I can't help but make connections. Will she be reconditioned if Dutchess is to meet her? Did that "Blight" have anything to do with her revelations? Was this disillusionment just disgust at Arti's and Seeker's initial assignment on Petrichor? Also, what the hell does she mean by "find a new home"? There's few civilizations in the Procyon system, just some research/mining colonies that likely require employment to live in, and the Wraks. Is she seeking out a life in the junkyard? Would make sense if she doesn't want to be reconditioned, though we don't yet know exactly what it means.

I saved the worst for last. Vanguard is boring. Big guy, big gun. They couldn't even give him a sword, how rude. Vanguard is Dutchess' former bodyguard, and is devoutly loyal to the House Beyond. His logbook just says he helps her. Yipee. Wahoo. Im enthralled. When the promo images were first released, Vanguard was compared to the two robots and most people thought he was one of them until they deciphered the cluttered mess of a model he has. He lacks an interesting silhouette from the shoulders down, and playing him is always without satisfaction. How fitting, for the clunkiest-looking character to play clunkily. While his design is boring, from the shoulders up he is very important. to the cohesion of the new Court characters. One must take notice of Dutchess' crown, Sharpshooter's visor, and the mantle Vanguard wears on his back. Vlakyrie is the odd one out of the new Court characters, but honestly a sword would look awkward and couldn't fit with her creative moveset. Such cohesion makes a splitting image of Providence, at least of his head. It's why I give my Valk a cape; I think she deserves to be included in that symbolism.

#ror #not art #answers #long post #Hope you liked it!!#HW was the only mobile game i played #aside from like. sudoku and neko atsume. but do those really count?#I just can't get into mobile games normally so having one that i liked made me extremely happy #didnt spend a cent on it though #im told that its bog standard gameplay wise but since i dont play mobile games it wasnt boring to me

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the-s1lly-corner · 1 year ago

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admin live reaction to the 2003 TCM movie lets gooooooo going to be one full post rather than a series of reblogs so i dont clog the blog

so like was there ever a reason for changing the family name in this reboot or was it just becaue

i never really thought about it but im quickly starting to realize how different horror was back then as opposed to the 2000s and to now- like obviously things change and evolve but like. tone and style so far feels different

3 miinutes in and theyre getting FREAKY hello!!!!

maybe im the weird one but how the hell can someone be so comfortable getting THAT into a makeout session in the company of friends- like a kiss is fine but these two are literally moaning and fondling each other in the backseat

oh theyre not even friends one of them literally just joined the group

WHYYYYY are you kissing your girlfriend while driving god i hate distracted drivers im glad this is a slasher movie

COOCHIE GUN?

oh!

i know im only 13 minutes in but i do not enjoy this group the group from the og had more charm to me idk

i do not trust this old ass woman

unrelated but i looooooooooove cabin in the woods but i hate that it pointed out the "character types" you see in slasher movies because now im hyper aware of which character is gonna die and which one isnt before any slashing happens

A OPOSSUM :3 YIPEE

whos punk ass kid

can i pet the daaaaaawwwg

sheriffs got some fatass eyebrows god DAMN

random ass pigs in the house??

oh! the sheriffs a creep! i mean obligatory "its a slasher film theres always at least one creep" but like. you know

morgans easily the most annoying of the bunch though

obligatory "hes already been on screen" but this is our first full body shot but woo yeah leatherface mr thomas hewitt let me see why a bunch of people keep requesting you

epvfpmpfvmf the nails on the wall ripping off.. euuuchh... 10/10

this version of leatherface (or really the whole movie) feels waaaaay more brutal than the og and idk how to fell- maybe im biased because i fell in love with the og but i kind of prefer it, but i can see why people may like this remake more

chat can we kill the sheriff

*shoots multiple shots from a gun right next to their head* "you girls need to get yourselves under control!" chat i hate this man so much. like even without the "we know this group is innocent" knowledge id still be hating this dude. so so bad

"i aint never seen no weapon go off without somebodys finger on the trigger" dude how many fucking times do they have to say that she shot herself god damn. like i KNOW logically its because "oh he found a body and drugs, and one of the people is missing" blah blah blah and thats the thought process and thats not something to be treated gently but like. this just feels... too far? like literally making someone sit where someone committed and then making them put that same weapon in their mouth feels like its going waaaaaaay too far

"we got ourselves a killer!" and then its just a group of people scared out of their mind, one just got chased by a dude with a chainsaw and the other is getting his shit pressed and all three nearly got shot in the head ofc someone is not going to think rationally of course theyre going to want anything to get out. that doesnt automatically mean they killed the girl. curse of knowledge for knowing what happened curse of knowing the sheriff doesnt know raaaah raaaaaah divine death blast i still hate this dude so so much oh my god

actually pausing the movie to take a few minutes because the sheriff is pissing me off so much LMAO

hitting the sheriff with another death ray for drinking and driving god if theres anything i hate more than distracted drivers its intoxicated ones. "but hes not drunk" and he still shouldnt be drinking

"so what are you going to do with your tickets" "you can have them" "is that bribery!!! *smashes a glass bottle on the dudes head*" oh my fucking goooooooooood leatherface can you get this bitch.. i havent hated a character this much since carmody from the mist

SLUR MENTIONED/j

the tire flies off as they finally get the car to work be so fucking for real

OH AND HES WEARING THE BFS FACE TOO THATS MESSED UP (i love it)

the tea was drugged wasnt it

chat i deadass have no idea whats going on

I KNEW NOT TO TRUST GAS STATION LADY I KNEW SHE DIDNT ACTUALLY CALL THE SHERIFF I FUCKING KNEW IT

also like... so is it more than brothers this time? og was just them plus grandpa but it looks like theres more here- also baby snatching? hello? also are they still cannibals?

they got bros dogs on the piano

i would like to apologize for calling the kid a punk

maybe its sympathy but maybe morgan isnt so bad i think i just didnt vibe with the group when they were first being introduced. perhaps. i was too harsh

morgan has some balls i think hes my favorite out of the group- blode dude is also cool but i forgot his name.. tbh im starting to enjoy the entire group asides the boyfriend but tbf he got yoinked early

oh hey... thomas cut his leg... just like... side eyes

girl you are hiding in the lockers, hes walked past you. why are you screaming

lmao nvm i forgot she grabbed the cleaver but like wwwhhhhhhyyyyy not just sneak him

oh just casually chopped his arm off with a few swings

also why not just aim for the head? i know "shes freaking out, logic is out the window" but like ?Q?Q???!!?!?

TRUCK DRIVER!?!! JUST LIKE side eyes WOOOO MAMA

theres 10 minutes left of the movie i do not trust the truck driver

MIRRORING THE WOMAN FROM THE BEGINNING?

ok nvm the truck drivers just a dude

OOOOOHOOOOHOOOO THE CAR HOT WIRE BIT WAS SUCH A GOOD TWIST

YEEEEEEEAH YEAH RUN HIM OVER AGAIN YEEEEAAAAAAH

AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!

i give this movie a 7 out of 10! i liked it, but not as much as the og- horror wise i think it hit better, style wise i personally prefer the og but i can understand why many would find this version appealing!

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zelphin124 · 7 months ago

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LCB-3 -> Canto 1: Chapter 12

Time to go away from the party, yipee! Masterpost Chapter 11 <--> Chapter 13

~o0o~

The generator was the dullest Jekyll had ever seen. M Corp was well known for their engineering and talent with machines, but this particular object in the center of this floor plan was duller than Jekyll’s will to live. It was a simple gray box with a gray hatch as a door, similarly designed to the light buttons she’d seen around the floor. From what she could tell, there was no button on top. Its color did not clash well with the red interior of the disciplinary floor, telling the doctor that it did not belong there. It was likely a machine brought inside by the demon syndicate.

There was a small panel on the side Jatayu was facing earlier that day. Jekyll gently rested her hand on its hatch and opened it quietly, doing her best to not alert anyone of her presence. She didn’t want to talk to anyone; the goal was to get out of this hell as fast as possible.

There were many cut wires on the other side of the panel. Most of them hung low, but some flew around, sparking whatever energy they had left out of them. There was only one intact wire, and it extended from the north side to the south, plugged into an outlet that read ‘C9’. Three of the letters were glowing, indicating that they were on. Although Jekyll wasn’t correct about her assumption of the room being similar to a chessboard, it definitely was a labeled grid of sorts.

I3, E2, and C9 are done. Hyde glanced around the lights in the large room. B6 won’t be hard to turn on, and all we need is wherever H is.

To Jekyll’s left, she could spot Mallo curled up on the floor, incredibly hurt. Mark was also close by, facing the figure of the mermaid just a step away from Mallo. Did… Did Mallo get free? Did Mark help her?

She thought she was dreaming, but Jekyll spotted a similar silhouette to that of Lenore’s out in the shadows. Huh. Perhaps she and Pen traded places…

Jatayu wasn’t too far off from the others, either. He walked in the darkness, pressing a few buttons. After the click, a series of childlike laughter filled the air, and hissing noises zoomed passed Jekyll as Jatayu threw the bombs at the mermaid figure, flying past everyone with great ease.

The button next to Mallo and in front of Jekyll suddenly sprouted out spider-like legs made of metal from the slits Jekyll had observed earlier. It picked itself up and giggled, walking out of sight.

What the hell are these things? Hyde narrowed her eyes.

Jekyll shook her head and plugged the cord into the H column. Doesn’t matter at the moment.

Hyde nodded and started counting the grid spaces on the floor. She laughed to herself, a sense of pride. Lenore should be next to the H button. Ask her to press it, and we can get out of here.

We are using her, aren’t we?

Yes, now call out to her.

“Lenore!” Jekyll called out, hoping her voice would reach her coworker. “Can you look for a GRAY button and press it? Be sure that it is gray and not yellow!”

Lenore’s silhouette stood still, turning toward Jekyll. There was a nod from her shadow. “Sure.”

Jekyll glanced around again before giving further instructions. “It should be near the east wall!”

“I don’t have a compass on me!” Lenore retorted in a harsher tone than usual. There was a quick breath, and her voice became calm again. “But I can decipher it is in the unlit area.”

“Gage where the other lights are in the room and try to guess based on proximity,” Jekyll suggested. Surely, that makes sense…

Lenore’s shadow disappeared only for a moment. There was a soft click, and the cord in the generator-powered on, shooting electricity through its veins. The light lit up a good circle of the room, providing light to almost all the room.

The mermaid came into view again, its broken-hearted eyes shaking in its pupils. There were also a few demon syndicate members, confused as ever about where they were.

Lenore also came into view. She stared at the demon syndicate for a hot minute. He stared back at her, before scowling at her and spitting at her shoes. She did not take his action lightly and lunged for him.

Jekyll would’ve watched if her attention wasn’t forced onto Mallo who picked up a box in front of her and pressed the top button. The boxes’ legs came out, giggling as they started to sizzle. Mallo grunted as she walked in between Mark and Lenore before chucking the bomb at the mermaid and syndicate’s location.

The throw must’ve torn at her ligaments because as Mallo tried to reach for another bomb, she fell flat on her face. She grunted, her face turning red from embarrassment as she snapped at Mark, slowly getting back up on her feet. “Why did you run away?”

“It’s not my problem,” Mark replied.

“It is!” She glared at the mermaid and back at the prisoner. “It is our problem!”

“I’m going back to Dante to change my identity,” Mark started walking towards where Dante was last left, not giving Mallo the time of day. “You can’t beat the Piscine Mermaid with maracas.”

Mallo struggled to her knees, staring at the button in front of her. “Can you at least throw the bombs at it?”

“If I have the time.”

“What do you mean if you have the time?!” Mallo snapped, finally standing. Something changed in her eyes; she didn’t look at Mark with full hatred anymore. However, the situation was still frustrating to her. “Just shout at Dante–” she stopped, facing south. “Dante! Change Mark’s ID! He’s running from a fight! I also need my ID switched and healed!”

There was a pause as everyone–including the mermaid–stared south. There was a faint reply of ticking. “Which IDs?”

“Use my extraction ticket! I need R Corp!” Mark barked.

“I think I did pull that a bit ago, okay!”

Mallo patted her chest to clear her throat before yelling as well. “I need a ranged weapon in my ID!”

In a few seconds, Jekyll watched as Mark transformed into what she thought was a R Corp ID, and Mallo into one she did recognize: LCCB manager.

The doctor watched as Mark immediately sprang into action. He hauled the bomb in front of Mallo over his shoulder, pressing its button firmly and flinging it toward the mermaid. Everyone else stood around as they watched the bomb hiss through the air, landing in the same grid square as the mermaid.

There was a loud, low, resounding screech. All the buttons that were not thrown sprouted legs and started collecting behind the generator. They clicked their metal spider legs across the floor, paying no mind to any of the people or monsters they passed. One of the bombs got unlucky enough to be shot by Mark, sitting in place behind the mermaid as it laughed.

Mark didn’t waste any time waiting for his party to take action. With his high speed, he lunged toward the mermaid, implanting his knee into the ground before firing multiple rounds of gunshots at its face. He stood, taking out two knives from his thigh gear, and stuck it into the mermaids' skin.

The bullets and knives did real damage to the abnormality, but the materials faded into its skin, and it forced the creature to cry. She whimpered over her voice. “I thought… you loved me… I loved you… Why don’t you love me?”

Mark’s only reply was a look of pure joy on his face.

Hah… no wonder his relationship with Chesh didn’t work out… Hyde scoffed. Look at the way he scoffs at another’s pain.

Jekyll narrowed her eyes. It’s an abnormality. It deserves to be punished.

I doubt all of them are bad, Hyde shrugged. They could’ve been put to good use, somehow. The ones we’ve met are just… really clingy.

Mallo adjusted the gun in her hands, clocking it with prepared bullets before she turned to Jatayu. “Can you change into a ranged ID?” It was more of a demand than a suggestion. “So we can shoot this thing; I have an idea.”

Jatayu turned slowly toward Mallo after a long stare in Dante’s direction. Perhaps he was checking to see if the manager was okay. He nodded towards the former employee. “I’m all ears.”

“Let’s shoot the abnormality when we are out of its range,” Mallo gestured to her gun, pointing it at the mermaid who was distracted by Mark.

Jatayu nodded, changing into his G Corp ID. “That sounds like a wonderful idea,” he smirked. “Do you think this will do?”

Wait… we can change our own IDs at will? Jekyll stood dumbfounded, staring at Jatayu. How did he do that?

…We could always try. Later, though.

Mallo wasn’t impressed. “Is it ranged?”

Jatayu outstretched his arm, aiming for the brokenhearted mermaid. “You tell me.”

His arm shot forth two attacks of some type of energy Jekyll couldn’t describe. They blasted through the air with a static sound before burning the abnormalities’ skin. The creature shrank back, its eyes becoming dark.

What the hell did the party do to break its spirit? Jekyll raised an eyebrow. What did I miss?

It doesn’t matter, Hyde snapped her fingers. Let’s get out of here while we can. They got this fight in the bag.

Jekyll shut the panel of the generator gently and turned north, her footsteps echoing softly on the red floor.

“Jekyll! Hyde!”

Jekyll flinched as she heard Mallo call out her name. Oh, no…

What does this selfish brat want now? Hyde narrowed her eyes. Ignore her–

Jekyll had already turned to face Mallo, staring at her with the most blank, stoic expression she could muster despite her inner turmoil.

“I have an idea,” the woman took a step closer. “Do you have an ID that is a long-range weapon? Can you switch to it?”

Jekyll glanced to the floor. “I do,” she replied softly. “The LCCB manager–”

But we are not changing into it, right? Hyde’s voice was low and threatening. You need me to get out of here.

“Dante! Switch Jekyll into the LCCB manager ID!”

Jekyll stared up in fright, her arms outstretched to say no. Wait! I didn’t agree–

Dante’s faint voice could be heard amongst his faint flames in the distance. “On it!”

Jekyll clasped her hands over her mouth, feeling her clothes immediately shift into ones so familiar yet foreign to her. Her paintbrush shifted into a gun, and her mind became more at ease.

Hyde, I’m so sorry–

There was nothing but a lingering feeling of disapproval as Hyde was flung into the back of the mind, forced to stay silent.

Jekyll peeked behind the generator, spotting the mermaid. She zoned out as Mallo went over the plan again. Having already heard it, Jekyll adjusted the scope on her firearm before firing two bullets: one at the mermaid, and one at the bombs. The bullet sank into the mermaid’s skull, and the bullet flew straight into the slit of the bomb with careful precision.

The bombs exploded immediately after her shot. They damaged Mallo, Lenore, the demon syndicates, and the mermaid. The light around them was almost blinding, and the stench of ash and fire fueled the air, making it difficult for Jekyll to breathe.

The mermaid cried out in pain with an eerie screech before diving back into the floor like it was water. She disappeared from sight, but the water portals on the wall returned. It was about to soar across the grid once more.

Lenore grunted as she got up from the explosion before walking up to the demon syndicates and conversing with them. By the looks of it, they agreed not to fight each other and focus on the mermaid first.

Jekyll bit her tongue. Oh, so when others converse with the enemy it’s totally fine–

A certain drive filled Jekyll, and an aggravating light radiated from the pack attached to her ID back. Her eyes filled with terror as the water portals targeted her. Anxiety wrapped around her heart and neck, seizing control of her hyperventilation. She had gained too much aggro, and the mermaid was forced to target her.

Mallo! Mallo what have you done?! She glanced around in a panic, calculating quickly what she had to do to survive. You sentenced me to death with this ID!

The first portal summoned the mermaid, and it came flying at her with great speed. Jekyll barely managed to leap out of the way, coughing up the water that soaked her and almost drowned her on the spot. She scrambled to her feet, placing her gun on her back and running behind the generator.

The second portal went off, splashing Jekyll from head to toe behind her. She barely stood her ground as she discovered all of the bomb buttons surrounding a box with a green button on top of it. The bombs! Perhaps I can survive this!

As she hastily pressed the green buttons, all of the smaller bomb boxes attached themselves inside the green button box, collecting each other into one container. Jekyll tapped her foot anxiously, hoping the hissing sound would come before the next portal activated.

Nothing happened. The box simply spun around, revealing itself to be a tool abnormality, and gifting Jekyll with an EGO and an EGO gift.

That… Jekyll sighed, picking up the objects and equipping them. That wasn’t what I needed right now! She glanced at the portals still targeting her. I needed you to explode, not gift me! How is this going to help me?!

More shots of guns went off on the other side of the generator. She could hear Lenore and Mark arguing.

“You idiot! What are you doing?!” Lenore shouted. “We have a bigger fish to fry, literally!”

“It is unwise to associate with the enemy!” Mark retorted.

“Dante! Can we not have a truce with the enemy for now as we deal with the abnormality?!”

Dante and Lenore continued to converse, but Jekyll did not have time to listen into the conversation. She dove into a separate grid with all her force, barely avoiding another mermaid swipe. Anything in its path was drenched and destroyed, planting and growing fear in Jekyll’s heart.

Hyde, where are you when I need you?! Why did I have to be in THIS ID?!

If Jekyll knew her kit well enough from the ID memories, she knew the aggro wasn’t going to go away anytime soon. It was designed to be targeted first and deal damage first in human combat, not when facing an abnormality.

The radio on Jekyll’s ID rang, vibrating on her chest. “Ugh Jekyll it’s me, Mallo…” Mallo drew out her words, apparently annoyed to talk to her. “Dante is telling me to tell you to stay safe or whatever, ugh… bye.”

Jekyll’s hands shook as she took her eyes off the water portals on the walls and onto her walkie-talkie. She unclipped it from her chest strap and stared at it in her hands. She… she really doesn’t want to talk to me… Jekyll held back a few tears. Hyde… Hyde was right… She pressed a button on the radio to automatically reply before taking off, avoiding yet another close attack from the mermaid that came flying towards her.

She rolled across the floor, going under the mermaid’s big waves. She coughed up water and wiped her face before stumbling on her feet, and taking off to the other side of the room. The abnormalities' strikes only lasted two seconds before they reached the other side, which didn’t give Jekyll proper time to plan a counterattack. She panicked, and the only thing that came to mind was to flee and get out of the room. Although that was her original plan, Jekyll felt more justified in doing so.

The mermaid was careful to target Jekyll each time; she barely dodged each one, getting drenched in the waves in the aftermath of each attack. Her heart pounded as she ran, struggling to breathe and see. She wondered if she would make it to the other side alive, or if the mermaid would kill her before she could. Her vision became blurred and her eyes burned from the water splashing against them. The mermaid zoomed in front of her, almost knocking her off her feet as the water forced her to the floor again. Jekyll coughed, clenching her chest, Her feet ached from all the twists and turns. I’m so close!

More shots can be heard behind her, causing Jekyll’s head to spin. The radio in her hand beeped as Mallo spoke again. “Bullets are ineffective, proceed with caution,” the robotic voice echoed.

Gee, you think?! Jekyll scoffed before ducking again, avoiding yet another strike from the mermaid. Jekyll felt her sanity drop as she continued to make her way to the unlocked door. Everything in her body ached, and she shivered from the cold as she lost feeling in her hands.

Another portal formed behind Jekyll. She stumbled to the floor and glanced behind her, scrambling to move out of the way. However, her side ached and she threw up into a heap of coughs, her eyes widening as the portal swished back and forth, indicating that the mermaid was about to fly from it.

Jekyll closed her eyes and counted to four, embracing for impact. However, nothing came. She opened her eyes slowly, struggling to stand on her feet as she glanced down the grid line to the portal.

Jatayu was in the way of her and the mermaid. He was in his base ID, and one of his tanfas was on the floor. His free hand rested on his chest… no, it was in his chest. He reached into himself and pulled out what looked like to be a mechanical heart. It glowed bright blue as it hung from artificial blood vessels still hooked into Jatayu’s body. He crushed his heart with his hands, slamming the remains into the ground. As he did so, a large, blue barrier surrounded him, blocking the mermaid’s path. The life drained from Jatayu’s face as the mermaid emerged from the portal, slamming into the blue force field at full force. It was as if the abnormality had run into an indestructible wall. It cowered back in pain, crying before it plunged into the metal floor again, it and its water portals disappearing.

Jatayu fell to the ground, limp over his broken heart, hanging onto life by a thin thread.

“Jatayu!” Jekyll clasped her hands over her mouth, trying to find the energy to run over to him.

Mallo got to him first, and Jekyll was too far away. Jekyll could see Mallo talking into the LCCB manager walkie talkie. “No need to shout, Jekyll. Uhh, Jatayu took his heart out? Can he do that? He made a shield with it too, is that normal?”

Jekyll stopped in her tracks, seeing her comrade on the floor. She took shallow breaths and felt as if she would pass out. Why did he do that? Why?!

“Look, Dante will heal him. It’ll be fine, okay?” Mallo voiced into the radio, her head turned to Jekyll’s direction.

Jekyll glanced around the generator the best she could from her perspective. The demon syndicates looked around the room, trying to find the mermaid. When they didn’t, they turned on Jekyll’s comrades, running towards Mallo and the unconscious Jatayu.

It’ll… It’ll be fine… Jekyll took slow steps back, glancing around. They… they got this…

Her steps led her until she was in front of the mechanical door once more. All the lights were lit up, and the door was ready to be open, the mechanism no longer prohibiting entrance. Jekyll ran into it with her back before she turned around. Now’s the time to get out of here… She stammered in her own thoughts, guilt replacing her worry. They don’t care… remember? They don’t care about me… They can do this without me… That’s what they’ve been saying this whole time.

It bothered Jekyll that she had to convince herself to move forward. She hesitated, glancing over her shoulder back at the fallen Jatayu. Is he going to be okay?

The doctor’s radio went off again. “Do you know how to put a mechanical heart back in, Jekyll?”

Jekyll couldn’t leave Mallo hanging with a question like that. Everything in her resisted replying as the mere thought of talking to Mallo repulsed her. I hate that I want to help you when you only lied to me… “It’s mechanical right?” She turned on her radio and spoke as calmly as she could. “Have you tried putting it inside of the body?”

She knew that hearts needed CPR to help pump the blood inside them, but those were for biological hearts. Beyond that, she had no knowledge of mechanical hearts. Why is she asking me? I thought Dante was going to help.

The radio cut out, giving a scraped piece of what Mallo said. “...Off his hands… and kill… him? I don’t know.”

…What? Jekyll paused before radioing back. “It’s mechanical… does it need to be charged?”

“I’m just gonna put it in,” the radio turned off. There was a moment of silence.

Jekyll sighed and eyed the door, staring at the seeping blue gas. Thankfully, she didn’t have as much showing skin so it couldn’t itch. However, it still made it difficult to breathe. Is the next room full of this stuff?

The radio turned back on. “I got Jatayu up,” Mallo sighed in relief. “He’s slowly recovering and Dante is winding the clock back.”

Oh. Jekyll sighed. So, they truly didn’t need me. “Roger, I’m close to the next door.”

There was a loud silence. “...Why are you at the next door?” Mallo’s voice carried demand and disappointment at the same time. “We need to clear a way for Dante! Also, may I remind you, that Jatayu JUST TOOK HIS HEART OUT!”

Jekyll turned down the volume of the walkie-talkie, wincing as Mallo yelled into it. But, you took care of the issue without me. You don’t need me there.

“Come back here, NOW, Jekyll,” Mallo demanded, her voice fueled with a wave of fiery anger. “Now! That is an order!”

Jekyll clenched her fists around her gun and radio. Anger boiled inside of her. Where were you when I was about to be murdered by the mermaid? You sentenced me to death with this ID, Mallo. You have no love in your heart, why should I show you mine?

A familiar sense of pride built up inside her; a pride that did not belong to her directly. Jekyll could feel emotions that Hyde usually felt, but she couldn’t put her finger on why. She decided to try and blow off the order by giving an excuse. “Dante instructed me to get to the next door,” she lied. “So I continued onward.”

“No, Dante told you to stay safe!” Mallo saw right through her lies like a bullet and shot the bullseye. “That’s what I told you, but now I’m ordering you to come back here and protect Jatayu now!”

No. A deep-planted rage fueled inside Jekyll, one that spun out of her control. Turn it off.

Jekyll was taken aback, her eyes widening. Hyde?! She turned the radio off, feeling overly compliant to the voice that supposedly wasn’t supposed to be there. Are you there?

There was no reply. The anger subsided the moment she obeyed.

Jekyll took a moment to process what happened before filling her actions with determination. I must move quickly… I don’t have much time before she comes after me. Her hands rested on the split of the door. I have to get the golden bough and get out of here… Leaving them behind, because… She bit her tongue again, her fingers clenching. They didn’t come to my aid. Like Hyde said… Like Hyde has shown me before, people like them are not worth my time of day. I should not protect them when they are a threat to me.

Jekyll swung the large red door open. The blue fog filled her face and covered her surroundings, making her invisible to any outside onlooker. She coughed and waved her hand around, taking a step into the next room and leaving her party behind.

As she stepped into the next room, the environment around her changed. According to her observations, she was no longer in a lobotomy corporation facility. All she could see was a simple plain covered in blue fog. The environment was filled with a deep aura of regret which was felt with each breath she took. The place was dark, and there was an eerie but faint smell of fire. The blue gas was everywhere, covering visible objects, unlike the shadows in the previous room.

Slightly northeast of Jekyll flew a large, blue butterfly. It was covered in various eyes across its wings, and it stared at Jekyll with its intense antennas. It shared many shades of blue across its features, and it was as if its eyes read Jekyll’s soul like a book.

Jekyll tried to crouch in the gas, trying to hide from its many gazes. When it followed her movements, she sighed and stood up, figuring it was no use to hide if it already spotted her. She glanced around to see a few demon syndicates amid the fog, whilst one of them ran north with a shiny object in his grasp. It was a faint, golden glow, but it wasn’t so bright that it blinded Jekyll. It resonated with her, called to her, and begged her to come close. Despite never seeing one before, Jekyll immediately knew what it was. The golden bough…

The demon syndicate ran toward the north wall where a bunch of stairs led upward. He took off up them with great speed, leaving Jekyll and the other syndicate members alone with the abnormality. Jekyll adjusted her gun and started walking towards the stairs, but stopped as the abnormality slowly approached her.

“Uh… Hi…” Jekyll backed up, trying to make her movements unpredictable. “...Blink twice if you can understand me.”

“I do not need your incompetent and incompatible ways of communication.” The butterfly sneered in a cocky, stuck-up voice. “Co-co-co,” it laughed in a mocking tone as its gaze intensified, making Jekyll feel as if she was being turned inside out and read like a book. “You have a lot you wish to share, don’t you?”

Nope, that’s suspicious, I am not dealing with that! Jekyll crouched again, gently moving to her left. Hyde! I need you right now! I need your help! I need to get out of here!

She froze for a second, watching the butterfly get closer. She searched her mind for any information before a light bulb went off in her head. The IDs… Jatayu changed IDs all on his own, surely there’s a way to do it… Do I have a fast ID that can get me out of here?

The fog surrounding Jekyll made it difficult for her to breathe. She coughed; it felt as if her pain and struggle to breathe made the butterfly move faster toward her. Hyde… she sighed. I know you can hear me… you have a stronger mind than I do. Take control, change my ID, I permit you! Please, help me–

Jekyll felt a chain wrap around her chain of thought. Her eyes widened in surprise as she felt the weight of the LCCB manager pack lifted off her back. Her clothes became more sleek and agile, and her gun transformed into a large, red katana. Her hair was slicked back into a ponytail, and she felt her tongue disappear.

Jekyll was thrown into the back of the mind, unable to speak as Hyde surfaced. Hyde glanced around and quickly analyzed the situation and the ID she transformed into. Huh. Shi ID. Perfect. She cracked her neck, getting used to not having a tongue. Dangit, why can’t I speak? What– oh. The memories of this ID flooded back to her, and she recalled how the current equipped ID lost her tongue. …Well, at least we know we can change IDs on the spot with enough willpower and fear, right Jekyll?

No one answered her.

A tinge of pain filled Hyde’s heart. Unlike the other ID from Nagul Und Hammer, this one felt as if it missed Jekyll in her world. Hyde sighed, adjusting her agile sword, and started to walk around the abnormality at a slow speed. It’s close… I can feel it…

The butterfly waited a few more seconds before it fluttered its wings and flung right at Hyde, preparing for an attack.

But Hyde was faster. She had gained great haste with her new abilities. She dodged the attack with ease and dashed through the fog towards the north stairs. Nothing but dust and a flash of red light was left in her previous path. She quickly stepped onto the first step, having crossed the entire room with incredible ease. She adjusted the mask over her face as she glanced back, eyeing the abnormality.

The multi-eyed butterfly only laughed at her. “Co-co-co…” It muttered gently as it flapped onto the ground. If it had a mouth to grin, it would have.

The golden bough was up ahead; the syndicate member was not far away from her. Hyde raised her middle finger to the abnormality, flipping it off before she dashed up the stairs. Her eyes were locked on the target ahead. It’s right there, the golden bough is so close, then we can leave this company…

Guilt could not find a place to claim in Hyde’s mind. She felt no remorse for leaving her party behind; the thought didn’t even pass her consideration. Her feet effortlessly flew up the stairs, gaining ground on her target with great haste. She was a Section 3 assassin after all; nothing would put her between her and her prey.

The stairs went up high until Hyde reached the surface. Despite the previous experience in the Q Corp Backstreets, Hyde found herself on top of a grassy plateau with a bright sun shining down upon her. The day was at its highest peak. The sun gleamed down on the beautiful meadow before her, and a gentle breeze tangled Hyde’s long hair.

The demon syndicate member continued to run, having spotted Hyde chasing him. He cried out in fright and panted from exhaustion, clutching the glowing object in his hands. He looked back at Hyde, fear glistening in his silver eyes. His dirty-blonde hair bounced up and down in curls as his foot hit the ground, trying to find a direction to run. He was trying to get away and hide the object in his hands, but the golden glow on his face told the painter exactly what it was. He picked the direction of the cliff at the end of the plateau, running towards it.

Hesitation was not a word Hyde knew. She charged at her target, her sword drawn as she caught up to him with great speed and accuracy, slicing his back.

The sky darkened. As the demon syndicate cried out in pain and fell forward on the object he was holding, the sun started to hide behind an object that grew bigger by the second. She was more than fast enough to catch her target, however, she only had a few split seconds to book it out of the approaching threat from above.

The sun dimmed before it disappeared, and the object blocking the sun became bigger; it was a large spire falling down to where she stood. The shadow of it covered her face, making it difficult to assess which direction she should run in. The air rumbled and the ground shook.

Aw f–

Hyde didn’t have time to react as the spire came crashing down on her, crushing her ribs as she was flung back from the impact. The demon syndicate man and the object he was holding were crushed under the weight of the spire in front of Hyde. It loomed like a large tower, and the shockwave of its descent sent Hyde flying back into the base of the tree.

Hyde coughed in pain, rolling on her side. She barely survived the freak accident, the incident having zapped at least eighty percent of her health. The meadow was gone; it turned into a grand monument to climb. Dust filled the air as the landscape and sky became dark. The sun looked like it had come down from the sky and rested on top of the spire. As Hyde grunted in pain, she heard a booming voice that shook every fiber of her being.

“I’M BACK!”

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Chapter 25: Find the Cannon! Marines Come to the Rescue

(episode 122)

As Luffy managed to send Crocodile face-down on the floor, the rest of the crew were brought up to speed. "What?!" Usopp exclaimed. "A cannonball will be shot into the Square in ten minutes?!"

"That's right," Vivi replied, "The attack is scheduled at 4:30."

"4:30?!" Nami repeated in shock.

"What?" Chopper breathed.

"Anyone got a watch?" Venus asked around meekly.

"Once it's a shot, no one within a 5km diameter will survive. That's what Crocodile said!"

"Within a 5km diameter; then..."

"Both the Royal Army, and the Rebel Army will be completely destroyed!" Chopper finished for Nami.

"That damn gator," Sanji grumbled after a moment of stunned silence.

"W-what the hell do we do?" Usopp stammered.

"Find the cannoneer."

"What?"

They all turned to Zoro at his proposal. "We'll stop the attack!"

"Find the cannoneer?" Chopper repeated with surprise.

"So how do we find him?!" Usopp asked frantically.

"In ten minutes?!" Nami added.

"We don't have time to think, right?!" Zoro exclaimed.

"But a 5km diameter means this guy's aiming at least 2.5 km from here, right?!"

"No, that's not true!" Vivi replied to Usopp. "The cannoneer is probably near this Square!"

"What?! Why?! If that's the case, the cannoneer will also be blown up," He pointed out.

"So that's the kind of man Crocodile is," Nami glared upward.

"He doesn't care of his own men die?!" Chopper gawked.

"What a crafty bastard," Sanji frowned.

"Let's go already!" Zoro urged.

Pell was on alert when a large figure began approaching the princess. "Vivi!" Venus shouted, but Zoro and Sanji took him out before he could even touch her.

"Yipe!" Usopp yelped; there was more of them!

They all sported smiles full of evil, with their weapons ready. "We found you, Princess Vivi! I wonder how far I'll be promoted if I kill you."

"Billions!" She exclaimed.

"Ten minutes, minus how many seconds?!" Sanji asked frantically.

"Hey, we're wasting our time by talking," Zoro retorted.

"Two seconds!" They said together.

"I'll go on ahead!" Nami ran off, disappearing into the dust cloud.

"I'll go on ahead!" Usopp followed suit, along with Chopper.

Sanji spun-kicked many agents at once. "1.5 seconds!"

"Don't slow down, idiot!" Zoro glared.

"Same to you!" Sanji retorted.

"Palla!" Venus blew more agents away with an energy ball. "There's no time to argue, guys!"

"Let's split up!" Usopp proposed. "At any rate, we gotta get out of this dust devil first!" At that, Pell turned back into his falcon form, and flew above the dust.

'Ten more minutes!' Vivi counted through her sprint.

"Okay, hurry up! Let's go!" Zoro began running off, with Sanji and Venus following.

"Yeah!" He agreed.

'This is really... the last chance!' Vivi thought worriedly. 'The next ten minutes... will decide... this country's fate!'

"Where is he?!" Nami exclaimed, now with Chopper. "Where's the cannoneer?!"

"We've only got eight minutes!" Chopper recalled.

"If we have eight minutes, we can find him! We'll stop the attack, no matter what happens! Or the lives of a million people will be destroyed!"

Elsewhere, Sanji and Venus were searching in a different area. "A cannonball that can blow up a 5km diameter... it has to be a big cannon!"

"Hey, what if it's inside somewhere?!" Venus suggested.

"Good thinking, Venus-chan~!" He swooned.

Staying at opposite sides of the street, the two searched every building for the cannon, but had no such luck. "No!" Venus frowned after consistent failures.

"Dammit!" Sanji cursed, as they continued running.

"But wait!" Usopp said while running with Zoro. "If Alubarna is completely destroyed in eight minutes... does that mean that we're all gonna die in eight minutes as well?"

"We don't have time to be scared!" Zoro retorted.

Usopp happened to look upward, when something caught his eye, and made him skid to a stop. "Look! That's it!" A cannon! "C-can we go up there, in eight minutes?" He was surprised when Zoro began to hop on agents' backs, like they were stepping stones. "H-hey!" He quickly disappeared into the dust, so Usopp frantically followed. "Ahh, dammit!"

Zoro leaped and bounded on buildings, until he reached their destination... only for a bloodied royal soldier to pop up. "You! Are you from the Rebel Army?!"

"I don't have time to waste on you," Zoro glared, "Go to sleep."

Just as Usopp managed to climb up, the soldier was taken down. "That's it! That's it!"

Zoro eyed the weapon, before kicking it in half. "This isn't it! It's got moss on it!"

All the while, Pell was searching from the sky, but saw nothing. 'I don't see him, anywhere! There's no sign of a cannoneer! Why, why?!'

Elsewhere, Vivi was on her own, looking desperately. 'Seven minutes left.' She suddenly tripped on her own feet, but was undeterred. "I'll stop it... I'll..." She pushed herself back up, and continued her sprint.

Meanwhile, Ms. All Sunday was escorting Cobra away from Luffy and Crocodile's battle, after releasing him from his painful shackles. Although in some way, she was keeping his arms restrained behind his back. "Nico Robin... is that your real name?"

"What if it is? It has nothing to do with you."

"A girl whose name was known throughout the world 20 years ago. Why are you here now?"

"All you have to do is show me the way to the Poneglyph." Ms. All Sunday- er, Nico Robin, stopped when Marines were blocking her way, led by a certain someone. "What incredible timing you have showing up now, Navy. Clear the way; we're in a hurry."

"We can't!" Tashigi glared. "I heard everything that's going on here in Alubarna from a soldier on the ground." She pointed to Cobra. "Who do you think that person is?!"

"Well, I don't care who it is," Robin retorted, "I hate people in the Government. If you don't get out of my way-"

"We don't have the slightest intention of giving way to you!" Tashigi cut her off.

Robin frowned at that. "Then I might have to kill you."

"Wait, Navy!" Cobra frantically spoke up. "Don't worry about me! We've been warned that at 4:30 PM, a cannonball will be shot into the Palace Square, where the rebellion is going on right now!" Tashigi gasped in shock. "Please stop it somehow!"

"What?!" She looked at her pocket watch. "Seven more minutes!"

"A million citizens' lives are at stake!"

"But..." She hesitated, "Then we'll save you, and stop the explosion!"

"Wait! This woman is-!"

"Ready!" The Marines braced themselves before Cobra could finish.

"Don't get in my way!" Robin glared. "Treinta Fleurs!" To Tashigi's shock, arms sprouted out of all the mens' backs with a tight grip. "Strangle!" They were all forced into painful backbends.

"Devil Fruit powers," Tashigi glared in her direction.

"I said I was in a hurry, didn't I? Don't make me upset!" The soldiers collapsed to the ground.

"Sergeant Major! This woman... is Nico Robin! There's no mistake! As Captain Smoker asked, I looked for her wanted poster; she got a bounty and was talked about worldwide 20 years ago! I remember the articles appearing in newspapers around that time. There was an incident where six Navy warships were sunk. They said that a girl who was only eight years old was responsible for it. The Government declared er a first-degree risk factor, and the bounty put on her head was... believe it or not, 79 million berries! However, she suddenly disappeared after that."

"Stop your rambling!" A frustrated Robin cut in. "Are you gonna clear the way? Or do you wanna die? Which is it?!"

'It seems there's no point in having many soldiers against this woman,' Tashigi thought, and held one arm up. "Sergeant! Take everyone to the Square, and stop the explosion!"

"But Sergeant Major-!"

"Hurry up! There's only six minutes left!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

As the soldiers complied, and ran off, she stayed behind, drawing her sword. "Now, let that man go!"

Robin crossed her hands. "I said you're in my way!" Sprouting more arms, she muffled her yells with two hands, and threateningly held her sword to her neck.

#magical straw hat #one piece #one piece oc #tempeste g. venus #alabasta #alabasta arc

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borathae · 1 year ago

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Chapter 25

fuck i dont have time for 10k but lets get this bread lol OH SHIT ITS EXTRA SAD FUCK HOW DO I SQUEEZE SADNESS INTO 20 MINUTES

so he is born between 1210-ish? damn that was one hell of a night ok 1310-ish he left korea for europe (age 100) fuck he was really a gifted healer, trying his best and then all this happens

1500 age 300 he was um not ok fuck thats so sad not remembering anything and just seeing yourself like that WILLIAM?? DAMN

1700 - 500 came back to korea oh he met jimin in this era in russia Taehyung had almost forgotten the language of his home but Jimin refreshed his memories again fuck thats so cute

Taehyung liked that Jimin also drank blood, he had never seen someone else like him before and it made him happy SHIT HE DIDNT KNOW ANOTHER VAMPIRE FOR 500 YEARS OF HIS LIFE??

what he liked most about Jimin was that he helped him not feel anymore. Taehyung still felt joy, annoyance, anger, rage, pleasure. He still felt those things, but he knew they couldn’t hurt him anymore. oh thats nice, to not be hurt by very fucking emotion u get and feel. but idk this feels slightly concerning like did he lose emotions all together or what WAIT IS THAT THE SWITCH IN ONE OF DATES???

he really loved 20th century huh, the art, changes, inventions. thats cute. he is really going to die in this chapter? huh? pls im about to cry

oh 300 years later he is bored. im scared 💀👀😃so tae changed but jimin stayed the same and thats why it looks like vmin is going separate ways hmm but they still care for each other

so tae wanted us as another feed/hunt and joon interrupted that night hmm damn YES ALL THE FAKE PRAISE HE WAS MAKING HER TELL

wow yall call ur man handsome with pure intent so that u can stay safe cuz tae wanted to kill us but then he changed all from a praise

ok im going for a while and imma come back

damn he really was honest in that chapter i didnt expect that lol

*detective aha, YES I KNEW IT WAS THE EMOTION SWITCH now we knoe the histroy, jimin turned it off, it turned on with oc YES BABY U MADE A MAN LIVE AGAIN

ah thats how he was cold again after the chat and thats what jimin meant when he said u turned it on again

damn even he was lying/pretending, he wasnt fuck THATS WHY HE WAS LIKE THAT DAY AND THE BATH

and this is why jimin is asking her to save him, cuz she is turning it on when jimin turns it off. BUT WHY WOULD JAMAL CARE he did all that for centuries and he suddenly cares now?? fuck off aint believing that shit. i aint born yesterday, neither are you

or was jimin under joon's control ever since he introduced him? nah actually, a little before jimin turned off tae's emotion?

anyways im happy i guessed most of tae's lies or at least half yipee

AHA JIMIN IS JOON'S EXPERIMENT AND TAE OF JIMINS

ok so jimin does care hm ok sorry jamal (no trust is better than stolen trust)

JAMAL DONT DIE ON ME WTF MAN I LOVE YOU DONT FUCK NOO BITCH ASS NAMJOON UR GETTING UR ASS WHOPPED BY MY DAD GRANDPA AND MOM

TAEHYUNG AAH I GET YOU JIN AND KOOK BUT PLEASE MY BABIES GOD MY STOMACH HURTS, MY NOSE IS RUNNY, I CAN REALLY PHYSICALLY FEEL MY HEART

sibi i hate you why just why

1500 age 300 he was um not ok fuck thats so sad not remembering anything and just seeing yourself like that WILLIAM?? DAMN

explains why he knows that william shakespear indeed had a male lover 🤪🤪

1700 - 500 came back to korea oh he met jimin in this era in russia Taehyung had almost forgotten the language of his home but Jimin refreshed his memories again fuck thats so cute

no but they were actually so perfect for each other back then 😭

Taehyung liked that Jimin also drank blood, he had never seen someone else like him before and it made him happy SHIT HE DIDNT KNOW ANOTHER VAMPIRE FOR 500 YEARS OF HIS LIFE??

BIG SAD HE IS SO :(

but idk this feels slightly concerning like did he lose emotions all together or what WAIT IS THAT THE SWITCH IN ONE OF DATES???

BINGO 😌😌😌😌

he really loved 20th century huh, the art, changes, inventions. thats cute. he is really going to die in this chapter? huh? pls im about to cry

hahhaha the fear is so valid :--------)

oh 300 years later he is bored. im scared 💀👀😃so tae changed but jimin stayed the same and thats why it looks like vmin is going separate ways hmm but they still care for each other

yes 100% definitely

wow yall call ur man handsome with pure intent so that u can stay safe cuz tae wanted to kill us but then he changed all from a praise

lmaoao he is such a slut for praise fasjdf

damn he really was honest in that chapter i didnt expect that lol

i love just knowing he was actually genuine 😩

*detective aha, YES I KNEW IT WAS THE EMOTION SWITCH now we knoe the histroy, jimin turned it off, it turned on with oc YES BABY U MADE A MAN LIVE AGAIN

YES EXACTLY 👀👀👀👀

ah thats how he was cold again after the chat and thats what jimin meant when he said u turned it on again

yesss exactlyyyy

damn even he was lying/pretending, he wasnt fuck THATS WHY HE WAS LIKE THAT DAY AND THE BATH

YES THISSS

okay but you really have to remember the magic ring fighting off mind control 👀

or was jimin under joon's control ever since he introduced him? nah actually, a little before jimin turned off tae's emotion?

ooooooooooooooh 👀

AHA JIMIN IS JOON'S EXPERIMENT AND TAE OF JIMINS

OOOOOHHHHHHH 👀👀

JAMAL DONT DIE ON ME WTF MAN I LOVE YOU DONT FUCK NOO BITCH ASS NAMJOON UR GETTING UR ASS WHOPPED BY MY DAD GRANDPA AND MOM

:-)

TAEHYUNG AAH I GET YOU JIN AND KOOK BUT PLEASE MY BABIES GOD MY STOMACH HURTS, MY NOSE IS RUNNY, I CAN REALLY PHYSICALLY FEEL MY HEART

:-)

sibi i hate you why just why

:-)

#asks: sanguis alpha #asks #minusback #tw: long post

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lumaxramblings · 2 years ago

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rebel robin and will the wise: surviving the upside down

"do you... do you really think we're gonna make it through this? even with those... demogorgons... coming after us?" will says that last word in a whisper, his wet hair sticking to his forehead, hazel eyes wide.

robin feels her heart break again, and silently curses whatever god was cruel enough to send will byers, sweetest boy alive (and hopefully she can keep him that way), in hell with her. "what we'll do is we'll figure out a way to get out of here. okay? and then you can go back to your drawings, and your dungeons and caverns—"

"dungeons and dragons."

"see? we're gonna be just fine." robin grins widely at him, and will gives a small, sweet smile back.

he'll be fine. he'll live. she'll make sure of it.

rebel robin and will the wise: revival & recovery

will got discharged earlier than robin, as all of robin's cuts and scrapes and bruises have to be treated, and he only has to use an inhaler and come back every now and again for a check-up at this place called hawkins lab which, according to all the adults involved (kind mrs. byers and gruff chief hopper), is the source of all this. robin's not too keen on going there herself, but apparently they have to. yipee.

still, despite being discharged, he comes to visit her almost every day, showing her his drawings.

she's still amazed she's alive. nobody had been searching for her until chief hopper realized she was with will byers, and she'd fully embraced the fact that she'd die at fifteen and a half in hell, protecting a boy who she barely knew.

will doesn't show her a drawing this time. he just grabs her hand and holds it, clenching it tight.

"we made it." will whispers, and he gives the barest ghost of a smile. "both of us. we're alive."

and she can't help but give a weak smile. ain't that a miracle?

she gets discharged a week later.

(robin buckley: surviving the upside down au by @hellsfireclub, give that au some love !!!!)

#robin buckley #will byers #ronance #byler #<- main audiences #stranger things #stranger things 2 #stranger things 3 #stranger things 4 #stranger things au #stranger things ficlet #ficlet #moodboards #robin buckley moodboard #will byers moodboard #stranger things moodboard #au moodboard

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sometimesrosy · 2 years ago

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The 100 rewatch 2023 ep 1.07 Live Blog

Contents Under Pressure.

The clarke/raven/finn love triangle is so soapy. blech.

Oh. Storm is here. Raven is trying to reach the Ark Station. But through a hurricane so that's hard. Clarke is being so supportive and reassuring. (that's a real relationship. Princess Mechanic forever.)

Kane is listing Abby's crimes. All punishable by death. Kane is trying to ignore the radio signals. The council voted to save Abby. Kane is bitchy saying those flashes AREN'T evidence of the kids' survival and Abby gets kicked off the council.

THAT is a signal from Raven Reyes. OH it's station wide. LOL. Everyone in the Ark hears Raven saying The 100 are alive. Ha ha. The signal is coming from earth. Kane looks gutted.

Ah it's ClLARKE on the radio. Abby's voice cracks. Ope she just lets dropped the fact that they aren't alone and Finn got stabbed by a grounder. oops. Jaha asks about Wells. No sorry. Wells is dead. :(

Bitch. You sent him down there. Don't get all pissy Jaha.

Abby is breaking up. THERES A HURRICANE BABY. A huge one. Does that cover the entire south east? Monty's moonshine is used as treatment. Monty and Jasper and Bellamy are out in the storm. No they're back. They are dragging Lincoln. "Intel."

"This is not who we are," Clarke says.

"It is now," Bellamy says. And he's right actually. But it's not really a good thing.

Clarke the medic. Abby guiding her. That's nice. Oop. Tying Lincoln up. And here's Miller. Is this the first time we seeMiller?

Octavia is defnding Lincoln. He hit Lincoln for Finn and Jasper and John and Roma. Who are dead. Yes O he speaks English and Bellamy things he'll understand.

Jaha is morose an looking at memories of Wells. Again. You sent them down there. I have never liked Jaha since he said the kids were disposable. Sorry.

Oh what was that lady's name. Diana. Thanks Jaha. She's divisive. Her people are the workers. She used to be the Chancellor. My people. Your people. Sigh. "you've activated project exodus. congratulations. you will forever be remembered as the man who brought us back to the ground."

Well. No actually. He won't. There's no one to remember him for bringing the ark home. Because they are all dead and/or sucked up into a sparkly purple alien.

I missed all Diana's maneuvering because I was thinking about how pointless it all turned out to be. Stupid season 7.

Yeah yeah. Finn will die if she moves the knife a millimeter in the wrong direction.

Oh. he wakes up as she tries to take the knife out. Yipes. I bet the grounders were not as careful taking the spear out of Jasper's chest. Wait what happened? They all got knocked off their asses but the knife is out of his chest. And he's not dead yet. But he's giving Clarke the lovey dovey eyes right in front of Raven and that is just icky.

Bell trying to get Linocln to talk. Miller finds his antidotes. "Who knows with these people." Listen. Bellamy could EASILY have been Pike. I will forever declare that Clarke's influence kept him from being like that.

Finds Lincoln's journal with a drawing of O and hatchmarks of the 100 live and dead.

Abby wants to talk with Clarke. Clarke doesn't want to talke to her. She goes up to talk to Bellamy. Tells his goon to "get the hell out of my way." "If he didn't hate us before, he does now."

Relax princess. You know the narrative never puts the weight on that term that the fandom did.

Bellamy thinks they're fighting a way and Clarke things they're not soldiers. Bellamy thinks they can't win if they don't fight. Because Lincoln is intimidating.

Finn is seizing but i gotta say I don't care. The stakes mean nothing because we know he's fine in the end. Except for being an awful person who ends up murderous. So like. That does not draw me into the narrative in retrospect.

Kane walking through the people and having all of them being angry at him does, however, have narrative and character resonance. Surprisingly. Wow. Watching Kane alter his character before our eyes. Jaha is finally doing the right thing and telling the Ark the truth. General assembly. Oh wait. This is section 17 where everyone died. Kane came to the culling site to wallow in his guilt. "If I had waited a day, two days, they'd still be alive."

He knows it was him. He was so sure. He swore an oath to protect them and instead he killed them. (ACAB)

"Pull yourself together Kane, and then get your ass to the mess hall." Okay I don't hate Jaha ALL the time. He's like a midrange fav character for me. I suppose I like him better than Jasper (sorry Jasper fans.) If I look at it that way. L was a midrange fave, too. There are lots of characters I hated more.

Clarke has figured out that the knife was poisoned. They say he doesn't understand her but he does. She's trying to force him. Now she's begging. B is going to torture him to get the antidote. O wants to say this is not who we are. Ironic considering who she became. I do not like the character development of O through the whole series. Honestly. She mostly got worse. Seeing her now and she was way better in s1 even being a bratty kid.

Now they're hitting him. No. We do not like torture. Bellay. You do not like hitting him. Clarke begging again. But he won't so B has to hit him again. Aww. B touches Clarke's shoulder to get her out of the way.

This ep is pretty good honeslty.

Jaha telling the truth. He lied about the 100. Earth is survivable. The Ark is dying. He says the culling gifted the rest of them the time they need to go to the earth. But the people still think he's lying to cover up the culling. The dude says all those people died for nothing. But he literally just said that they gave them time to find a way to get to the ground. The dude is like you don't know how we feel.

I LOST MY SON!!!!

Jaha offers the open seat to Diana Sydney. What? No election? Bad idea. She's a scum bucket.

Back to the torture. Pain is not going to make Lincoln tell the antidote. Sorry Clarke. B is not hapy. Oh no. I forgot he shoved that thing through his hand. Yikes. He tries to get Clarke to leave. Ugh. Bad. That's bad. Ugh.

Oh i forgot about this. Raven without any compunctions. Shocks him with live wires. He screams for the first time.

Oh wow. Is this necessary???

Raven crying because "He's all I have!!" O slices herself with the knife. "HE won't let me die."

B is dying. Not literally. Emotionally. HIS SISTER.

But fucking Lincoln tells her which bottle is the antidote. She won't let B touch her.

This shit is FUCKED UP. Wow.

Finn has been given the antidote. Now Clarke is crying over Finn. "I can't do this without you." UGGGGGGGHHH. I'm gonna throw up.

Oh is the hurrican passing already? Nah. That doesn't happen that quickly. It was like three hours tops and probably less.

Ugh. Clarke is being a total bitch with Aabby. "Dad's dead because of you. You turned him in. I know it. WElls told me everything before he.... He let me believe he did it so I'd hate him instead of you."

"That was never supposed to happen. Jaha was supposed to talk him out of it."

She was used to preferential treatment because Jaha had a crush on her. But he didn't offer that preferrential treatment to her husband. I'm going with season 1. And season 1 had Jaha with a thing for Abby. Even if they didn't go anywhere with it. Maybe Jaha gave it up when Wells died. But that is a narrative motivation in season 1.

Clarke takes the spike out of LIncoln's hand and tries to treat him but he won't let her. God he's stubborn. And he lets Octavia do it. Sorry Lincoln you're being creepy with the teenager. You are NOT a teenager. This is a kid man.

And O is being spiteful because O does that best. But she's so sweet to lincoln about him saving her life. and fair he did. but he was willing to sacrifice ALL of the other kids. Now he speaks english does he?

I was not expecting to not like Lincoln. This is weird. Stop looking at her like that. Ew it's creepy. I was caught up in the narrative before which makes this a romeo and juliet story. But they were both kids and LINCOLN is and has always been an adult. wtf.

UGh now finn is looking at Clarke like she's the love of his life. And CLARKE says "She needs you finn."And she wakes up Raven and says he's asking for her. Which he isn't.

Must I say it again. Dump the limp hair biscuit and hook up with Raven. PRINCESS MECHANIC RULES.

Bellamy and Clarke. Who we are and who we need to be to survive are two very different things.

I DO NOT LIKE THIS FAMOUS BELLAMY QUOTE> IT's just the ends justify the means and I DO NOT AGREE.

"It's not being in charge, is it?"

Ugh Diana Sydney swearing in. HOw many eps before she betrays everyone?

OH THE BAD NEWS. We're going to the ground. NOT ALL OF US. 2237 people on the ark. Room for 700 in the dropships. They're on the titanic and there aren't enough lifeboats.

All right. That was a jam packed episode. And I have to say I liked it a lot. It didn't have any big resolutions. I suppose the knife came out of Finn. But it was a lot of character development.

Kane has his complete personality switch and goes back to his childhood spiritual center.

Abby learns that Clarke knows she told on her dad.

Jaha finds out Wells is dead and begins to slowly lose it.

O defends Lincoln and sacrifices herself to save him and Finn trusting Lincoln and the Romeon and Juliet thing starts.

Bellamy pushes himself to be this emotionless torturer because he thinks it's who he needs to be.

Clarke essentially gives up Finn in favore of Raven. Poor judgement. She should give up fin FOR Raven and both of them should dump him and sneak off to the bunker together. I am not apologizing. Bellarke isn't ready yet. They should be future ex girlfriends.

Miller takes over as Bellamy's lieutenant.

Diana Sydney, one of my least favorite characters, despite my kind of being on her side with the class issues on the ark, shows up and is giving power without any sort of vote at all.

The exodus is set up. Oh i can't wait til they get to the ground.

LOTS of character development. Lot of action.

Man if I could write this instead of them, things would be different. Wells would survive. Raven and Clarke would hook up and support each other for a while. When that broke up, amicably, Bellamy and Wells would be waiting in the wings. Yes. Raven and Wells. She never had a guy worthy of her and he never had a chance to be who he could have been. I would have LOVED to hear them argue. It would be enemies to lovers, because he was Jaha's son and a pompous ass and she was a cocky bastard who has no respect. AWESOME.

sigh. well anyway.

What did y'all think of the ep? I'm not editing this post. We die like teenagers in the apocalypses.

#the 100 rewatch 2023 #contents under pressure #the 100 #liveblog

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dragonbinx · 2 years ago

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Yipee Kayak Other Buckets

Part of my Christmas fic from last winter. Posted on Ao3 here.

Series: Brooklyn-99

Ship: Peraltiago

Characters: Jake Peralta, Amy Santiago, Mac

Amy walked into the living room, asking proudly, “Who wants the Christmas cookies I made? Well, Mom made them and I helped, but it still … Jake, what the hell?”

Her husband was holding his phone out, their two-year-old giggling as he poked his head out of the vent he was in for some reason, his father taking pictures with his cell phone. At the sound of her voice, he turned around and grinned, pointing at their son. “Hey, babe, I figured out an epic Christmas card!”

“Get our son out of the vent, Jake!”

“Come on, he loves it.”

Mac helpfully laughed again, then said “Party, pal,” and banged his fists on the vent.

“And next year he’ll be too big to do this,” Jake pointed out.

“No,” Amy insisted, lifting their son down from the vent. She bounced him on her hip, glaring at her husband. “Isn’t it bad enough you got us banned from the winter festival after the incident at the axe throwing station?”

“Hey, I said the Charles version!”

“No, you said ‘other buckets’ twice, and then ‘mother fuckers’ the last four times, and the kids started cheering it.”

“Oh. Right. That was bad”

She sighed, annoyed but understanding. Being a full time dad was making Jake a little stir crazy. He’d been so calm about leaving the force, had been taking such great care of Mac, that she could ride out some Die Hard antics. Especially since her first couple weeks at her new job had pushed her to stress level two, and she had wandered the apartment singing You’re a Grand Old Flag over and over while braiding her hair. Jake had taken a video; it was like watching a found footage horror movie.

So she said firmly, “You are not putting our son in a vent ever again, and we are not sending those pictures to our parents.” She shifted Mac to the other hip and held out her hand for the phone. ��But we can send them to the nine-nine group chat. Are they cool?”

“They are so cool,” Jake gushed, rushing to show her.

A few minutes later, they’d picked out a pic, edited it to have Mac saying “Yippee kayak, mother buckets,” and sent it to their friends. Amy had to admit, it was a little epic.

#Brooklyn-99 #Brooklyn Nine Nine #Peraltiago #Amy x Jake #Jake x Amy #Amy Santiago #Jake Peralta #Mac Peralta #your butt is the bomb #dragonbinx fics

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the-s1lly-corner · 2 years ago

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Is request open? Can i rquest for a jealous eyeless jack with a S/O that alway reassures him that they would never leave him and that the people that they talk to are just friend or family.

Jealous Eyeless Jack!!

Requests are open!! Yipee!!!

Ngl I'm so glad for this prompt because with my take on EJ this is just

Mwah

He's already insecure as is

I wanna start this off by saying that he doesn't nessacerarily treat you bad when jealous; and when he does it is a genuine accident and he will raise hell trying to fix it

We don't support toxic stuff here

Moving on

As per my silly headcannon, Eyeless Jack lives in a silly little cabin in the woods, all secluded from everyone

Due to that he doesn't expect or firce you to completely move in with him, be gets it's a huge change

However with that understanding, it does nothing to calm any insecurities he may feel

Can you really put all the blame on him? He used to be a normal guy and that got torn away from him, his life was turned upside down and he lost everything

He also wasn't the pinnacle of confidence and self love before everything; so that doesn't really..help..

Mostly unrelated to the jealousy, he wants to make sure you're safe at all times, so when he's not out getting.. "groceries".. he's watching from the sidelines to make sure everything is going well

I feel like that's how he ends up seeing you being all buddy buddy with someone else

Cue his self deprecating thoughts

He doesn't blame you, who would want to be with a flesh eating demon thing

When you swing by his cabin, after he fails to come to your place like he does every night, you find him sitting on his beat up couch

Please set the record straight because he'll probably be too caught up in his own head to work it out himself

He won't immediately bounce back to his

Okay well he's not a very cheerful person, or a chatty one

Actually him being bummed out and him being neutral are almost identical

Jokes aside, he won't really

Take his insecurities out on you directly

He's more so the type to beat himself up, isolate, and all that

At worst he'll probably make a mean comment about himself, or the person stealing your attention

Never says anything mean about you, though

He DOES feel dumb when you explain it's a friend/family member

I mean part of Jacks whole thing with "hunting" is to be observant, and be able to pick up on every detail and relationship his target has before he strikes

So how did he miss this about you?

I mean, he was originally gonna steal your organs when you first met/hj

Tldr; he's not the type to get mean or fight for you, or hurt whoevers taking your attention from him. He just kinda gets sad and picks apart everything about himself that he deems as negative. Self love is a journey that doesn't have to be done alone, give him some reassurance and he'll go far

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta imagines #crp #eyeless jack #creepypasta eyeless jack #eyeless jack imagine #eyeless jack headcanon #eyeless jack x you #eyeless jack x reader

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epicfangirl01 · 5 years ago

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Castaways- Mammon x GN! Reader

Chapter 2

"I see you're neglecting your studies, Y/N. What business do you have with Lord Diavolo?"

You freeze in surprise as Lucifer stands before you, arms crossed and his face covered in disappointment.

"Lucifer! Sorry about that. I actually have a pass from study hall. I wanted to ask Lord Diavolo if I could go back to the human realm for the weekend. I've been wanting to spend a few days back home." The eldest brother glances into your eyes, searching, before sighing.

"Very well. We were looking forward to spending the holiday with you, but I suppose we can make up for it next weekend. If your business is finished, head back to class. Your studies are very important."

You nod and say goodbye before going back to class. Everything is finally in place, and you smile to yourself. Two days from now, you and Mammon will be sitting on the beach together, laying in each other's arms. You close your eyes and sigh, feeling at peace. This is going to be the best weekend of your lives.

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The next morning, you take your seat next to Mammon and Lucifer for breakfast. You fill your plate with enough food, making sure to eat quickly before Beel eats it for you. Lucifer cuts his coral snake sausage in half, and looks up at you.

"So, Y/N, what are you planning to do in the human realm this weekend?" Everyone stops suddenly, looking at you in shock.

"What?!? I want to go to the human world! They're supposed to have a Ruri-chan festival this Sunday! It's not fair" Leviathan whined.

"Yeah! What are ya thinking? Stupid human. Don't ya know that we had a buncha stuff planned this weekend? At least take me with ya. I can't trust you to keep yourself out of trouble," Mammon argued. You smile at the irony, and your guardian demon blushes instantly.

"Oh please," Asmo scoffed. "We all know you just want time alone with Y/N. I don't even why you're still fighting for attention. Y/N obviously doesn't like you. It's pathetic, honestly."

Frustration builds inside of you as Asmodeus insults your boyfriend, but instead of causing suspicion, you bite your tongue. Mammon, however, fights back as usual. Your hand gently laces with his under the table, reassuring him, while the brothers quickly get bored of the teasing.

"Hurry up and finish your breakfast. Class is going to start in 30 minutes," Lucifer sighs, standing up. The rest of you quickly finish your meal before splitting up for class. Mammon is about to walk out the door, when you speak up.

"Hey, Mammon, I need to talk to you for a minute. Do you mind?"

The demon grins and waits behind until the two of you are alone. The moment the door thuds shut, Mammon wraps his arms around your waist, pinning you to the wall. You help in shock, until Mammon's lips meet yours.

"Mmmm. I missed you so much, Silver..." His deep, sultry voice sends a chill down your spine, and you wrap your arms around his shoulders to stabilize yourself.

"I missed you too, Baby. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I really did want to talk. I wanted to let you know that the student council meeting will be 30 minutes late today, so maybe when we're finished, I can spend some time in your room. I have a surprise for you, but you're going to have to trust me and be patient, okay?" The demon grins, his deep blue eyes flashing mischievously.

"Oh, alright.... Just as long as I have you to myself, ya hear?" He steals a quick kiss from you and chuckles. You laugh, touching your lips like Mammon, and you gently take his hand.

"Will you walk with me to school, Great Avatar of Greed?" Mammon smiles, and holds your hand shyly on the way to school. Once you see the academy, he pulls away. "I know, dear. We'll be able to be open soon, okay? We can tell everyone when we get back from break."

"Yeah. Then I'll have ya all to myself, and there's nothing my brothers can do about it. Heh. And everyone will know that you belong to Mammon." You sigh, looking forward to your plans, but for now it's time to say goodbye. "Well, I'll see you later, human. Don't get eaten, okay? I don't wanna save your ass all the time." You roll your eyes and head to class, looking forward to the meeting.

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You arrive to the student council meeting early, and you immediately notice Diavolo smirking at you as he talks to Barbatos. You're so glad to have the demon prince as your wingman.

"Alright. It seems like Mammon is running a little late. For now, let's begin the meeting with the meeting minutes from last week." The meeting continues as scheduled, and you anxiously look at the clock on the wall. With every passing minute, Lucifer grows more and more agitated. Finally, as Diavolo delivers his final statements, the large oak doors open as Mammon strolls into the room.

"Hey! Starting without me?" The whole room whirls on him, and Lucifer snarls.

"MAMMON! " The second oldest yipes in surprise, confused by the angry glares from his brothers. Your heart sinks with guilt, but you know that this is the only way for the two of you to slip away undetected. "How DARE you disrespect Lord Diavolo and the Academy by arriving late to your duties?"

Mammon's eyes widen, and he looks around the room frantically. "What?!? But I thought the meeting was dela-"

"Well, you thought wrong," Lucifer snapped, "Honestly, I can't believe you think we would believe that." The eldest brother steps forward, but Diavolo stops him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"It's alright, Lucifer. I've got it from here. Well, Mammon, I suppose I should thank you for volunteering to spend your holiday weekend performing labor at the castle. I can already think of a list of tasks for you. In fact, Cerberus is in need of a bath. Why, you will have plenty of time to do that when you stay for the weekend!"

The room turns silent, and Mammon turns whiter than his hair. Before he can respond, Diavolo chuckles and continues.

"Wonderful! I look forward to you starting tomorrow morning. Well, this concludes this week's meeting. I hope you all have a good weekend. You're all dismissed, besides Mammon, of course."

The prince slams the gavel, and the brothers practically race out of the room. Lucifer huffs, and glares at Mammon. "I will see you in my study once you get home. Y/N, I expect you to escort my brother once you're finished here." With that, he turns on his heel, sighing as the door slams shut behind him. In an instant, Mammon turns on you.

"What the hell was that, Y/N?!?!" You told me the meeting was at 4! I... I trusted you..." Your heart shatters when you see Mammon fight back tears of betrayal, and you quickly take his hand and cup his cheek.

"No! You don't understand. You're not in trouble." Diavolo walks up to the two of you, placing a hand on Mammon's shoulder.

"That's right, Mammon. I told Y/N to lie to you. It was the only way to convince your brothers." The demon of greed looks at him in confusion, and you gently squeeze his hand, gaining his attention.

"Mammon, you and I are going on a beach vacation. Just the two of us."

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Hey, guys! Sorry for the long chapter. The first section with Lucifer was supposed to be in the first chapter, but Tumblr cut it off. I already have most of the next chapter written, so I might be able to post it tomorrow. If any of you want notifs on updates, feel free to ask to be added to the series taglist. For those of you who are new, welcome! The link to my masterlist is here, so feel free to get caught up on Castaways and more fics! I look forward to seeing you again soon!

Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four (Smut w/o Plot), Chapter Five (Coming Soon!)

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