#“i guess i have no choice but to accept. he'll kill me if i say no”

[wilchur]

I wrote a LONG rant that I'm gonna spare you all the pain of scrolling past, but good lord. All I want is for Durge to still be able to be Durge not Tav 2 even if they reject Bhaal. Have the game look at my previous choices, I beg you. Have I been a good boy? Have I been nasty? Have I been enthusiastic about being murder incarnate or not? Make it matter. Allow my Durge's amnesia-plagued ass to develop some personality and don't force them into either the Resurrected Angel Hero or Newborn Bad Guy That Everyone Hates box, please. And give everyone Astarion's level of reactivity to playing that orgin. That's literally all it needs to be the PERFECT experience. Right now it's a half-abandoned mess to me and it hurts my heart because I absolutely adore Durge and their themes, but playing them starts getting so tiring once you progress the story enough to realise that your choices so far hold absolutely no weight and they really have only two pre-programmed personalities that you can chose from during a single bit of dialogue at the end there. Which would make sense if we were not able to completely customise the hell out of them and be given like 4-5 distinct reactions to every story moment they have 🙃

#“i guess i have no choice but to accept. he'll kill me if i say no” #says the durge who has had nothing but negative reactions to the entire ordeal #and then they smile as bhaal forever binds them together #after which their friends all treat them like they were not given the choice to either submit or die #no i will never shut the fuck up about that sorry #makes me want to go sicko mode #bg3 #the dark urge #durge spoilers #bg3 spoilers #the dark urge spoilers

[the-kr8tor]

I'll give you my blood if you give us an alternate ending for that time loop 🥺

Hi hun! Don't worry you don't need to sacrifice your blood for the alternative ending!

Fun fact I've actually originally written it to have a happy ending, but when I was nearing the end, I thought it would be a lot better for Hobie to accept it and finally let go (and also I kinda written myself into a corner) so I've written a bit on how it would've went down.

Thank you for reading, angel! I'm glad you liked it! ❤️❤️❤️

The original fic here

Under the clocktower alternate ending under the cut.

Hobie opens his eyes, the smell of smoke mockingly fills his nostrils, yet he doesn't get up. Maybe he should let this one burn everything, might as well right?

You run towards the kitchen, skidding to a halt when your hip hits the table. You groan out as quietly as you can, so you don't wake up Hobie.

He gets reminded of why he keeps fighting, why keeps on trying to get out of the loop and finally rescue you from your demise.

Hobie sits up, he clutches his head from the searing headache, his fingers feel numb. He feels breathless but at the same time he feels like he's choking on too much air.

All the times he's been killed and injured has finally caught up to him. He wonders what he's done to deserve this kind of punishment, surely there's more people deserving of this awful gate right?

Hobie doesn't want to believe that there's a higher power orchestrating all of this, or some spiritual cause. He lifts his head up with a groan, trying to push away the migraine knocking on his eyelids.

He roams his eyes on your room, your choice of decor, the faint blue of the walls, and the various scientific books litter around your desk.

"Wait" Hobie gets an idea, his eyes flick over your stark white coat, your name embroidered elegantly on its chest pocket, on the bottom of your name sits the name 'Alchemax'

His eyes widened when he remembered a conversation from last week.

Hobie jumps out of bed with a renewed vigour. He runs towards you trying to salvage what was left of your breakfast.

Hobie grabs you by the waist, hugging you from behind.

"Hey! Good morning to you too, you're in a good mood" you laugh.

He missed that, your laugh.

He turns you around to face him, cupping your cheeks.

"What did you say last week?"

"I said a lot of things last week, Hobie, you gotta be more specific"

"Right, when you were talking about your new job at Alchemax, what did you say you were hired for?"

"Oh! That, I was hired for programming their new collider, guess you were too busy kissing me to remember" you huff out.

He kisses you on the lips furiously, that has to be it, it has to be.

You pull away breathlessly, concern filling you.

"You okay, Hobie?"

"From now on I'll remember, I'll remember everything that you say" he pecks your lips with a smack, "know that I love you, alright?"

"I know, I love you too"

Your neighbor knocks on your door, before you could answer the door he stops you, Hobie grabs a bag of sugar then he quickly opens the door tossing it haphazardly towards the general direction of your neighbor. He closes it in a bang.

"Babe, I know you hate him, but that was a bit mean" you put your hands on your hips. "I mean really, that bag was heavy"

"He'll live" hopefully by the end you do too.

Hobie rushes to put on his suit.

You look at him confused "isn't it a bit too early for your patrols?"

"Nope," he pecks your cheek "do me a favour, take the other route this morning, I heard there's a robbery near the route you usually take" he lies.

"Yeah, sure but that takes longer though, can't you just swing me to work, you're already up anyway, please?"

Hobie takes one look at your pleading face, he almost falters. But he has to do this now.

"Sorry, love, maybe next time, yeah?" He opens the window, he stops himself, taking one good look at you.

This has to work.

He sneaks inside Alchemax.

Hobie pulls the fire alarm to get everyone out.

Once everyone is out, he finds the collider, then destroys it for good.

He feels a tugging sensation, he feels it go away immediately.

As he swings away, he glimpses your form amidst the crowd.

The clock rings out.

He fights Goblin, precognition on his side.

While he fights Goblin he tries to find you on the bridge, but you weren't anywhere near it, he doesn't know whether that's good or bad.

He defeats Goblin, he swings back home.

Hobie finds you singing to yourself, as you read on the couch. He checks the clock -7:00 pm

Did he do it? Is this it?

He runs to you, touching your shoulders. You yell at the sudden presence.

"Fuck! Hobie, you could've said hi first, jeez" you greet him with a hug. "You okay? I saw the fight on the news, you were absolutely brilliant, she couldn't even get a hit in"

"You're home early" he asks as he roams his eyes on your body, trying to find any injuries.

"Yeah, there was a fire at Alchemax, couldn't even get inside the building," you rub over his heart with your knuckles, trying to calm his raving heart. "On my first day too, just my luck huh?"

He hugs you tightly "yeah, just my luck"

Hobie waits for the other shoe to drop, he waits throughout the night, he doesn't sleep, he just lays on your bed, embracing you tightly against his.

He does this until the sun rises, your clock signaling the next day, the new date written in bold red numbers. For the first time he smiles at the morning sun.

Hobie looks down at you, checking your breathing, in and out, your chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm.

He did it, he kept his promise.

❤️

-This wasn't obviously complete lol, since I trashed this ending, while in the middle of writing.

-Another fun fact! I didn't outline the entire story but instead I wrote it based on the five stages of grief.

- i didn't continue with this ending because I liked the angsty version more whoops. 🤭

#hobie brown x reader #spider punk x reader #ask answered #spider punk #hobie brown #x reader #atsv fanfiction #spider man across the spider verse #the kr8tor's creations #time loop au #time loop #alternate ending #under the clocktower #hobie brown x gn!reader #spider punk x gn! reader #hobie brown x you #spider punk x you #under the clocktower alternate ending

[semi-sketchy]

For an update (mostly) meant to flesh out the Ancients/The End, they still seem not all that memorable or compelling from what little I've seen. They're just as much as plot devices masquerading as (bland) characters as Sage still is. The plot EXPECTS me to care, but I just cannot because the lore/exposition in this game is soooo dull when it's not wholly confusing. And I gotta ask, is any of it gonna matter in future games? Does anyone really approve of this shite whilst still bemoaning how unnecessarily convoluted Shadow's backstory was? That for a supposed big threat, it all still took place on some small-scale remote islands? This stuff should begging for a retcon. Guess that'll be up to me. Hint: Fairy dust made it all seem real to both the heroes and Eggman. And the Kocos are Accidental Antagonists to have put them through all of it because they don't remember their true history on the islands...

The question of which ending is canon is up for debate, but personally I think this one is going to cause more problems long-term. I literally started yelling at the side story when Sage said the Ancients had satellites that are still functional.

Tens of thousands of years old, still orbiting, functional, and NO ONE HAS NOTICED THEM? This is the world that had a SPACE COLONY 50 YEARS AGO and they NEVER asked what these old satellites were?? Like man, if we discovered ancient satellites circling our planet, there would be some paranormal podcasts talking about this "unknown" and obscure fact, but here no one has noticed?

Also extremely disappointed they did nothing to expand on The End. If anything, this is regression from base game because it's missing that pretentious speech. I wanted to know WHY this consumer of worlds was specifically chasing the Ancients. If it's just supposed to be symbolic, then that was completely lost on me.

I'm with you on the not being able to care part. I'm not bonded to these characters and the short cutscenes around the trials doesn't change anything about the pilots. It's just "WE DIED TO CONTAIN THIS THING AND YOU SET IT FREE-- oh you passed my brute strength trial. K guess you're a good guy." Sonic gets some sass with the King Koco, but it also feels...off. It's not his normal disrespect towards authority.

To go on another tangent, the opening cutscene bothers me.

Sonic isn't the person to give a "rally the troops" speech. Although, how this scene was written made that direction the ONLY way it could've gone.

I think of the Last Story cutscene from Heroes. Sonic just listens.

When he says he'll fight Metal Overlord, it's Tails and Knuckles that pop up to say "we're going to help you!" and Shadow that says they'll buy them time.

Sonic doesn't ask anything from anybody, he just graciously accepts their help. Compare how this was written to sticking Sonic in a place where he's the one who has to explain what's going on and tell others what he needs.

It's a case where the plot moves the characters and not the characters moving the plot, which is the perfect storm for OOC moments. That is exactly what happened with Eggman when they decided Sage was a good idea.

Sage just regurgitates random info about rocks and other stuff no one asked about, like there was ONE LINE where she sounded kinda different which made me think it would've been so good if Sage was more like GLaDOS. I want her to have more sick burns. But no, innocent child because Eggman "needs" a daughter and Sonic has to have a reason to help the girl that's been trying to kill him the whole game.

I don't understand how anyone can call this "peak" because it's just so self-important and straight-faced serious, it's at the point of monotony. It breaks what I like about these characters to wrap them up in a "serious story" blanket whilst failing to properly build up the threat.

I hope they reevaluate their choices and this isn't really the standard moving forward because it's so stupid it hurts. And that's just the story/lore.

#ask #sonic frontiers #sonic frontiers spoilers #the final horizon

[bylertruther]

man makes a post specifically about /mike's/ level of comfort to do overtly gay shit, and how often it's /will/ who gets written as the uncomfortable one, people read it on mike and will's ability to do public gay shit /together/ in hawkins. okay

stopppfbshsjsbsbd it's ok 💔 the mike angst jus doesn't hit like the will angst does on bylertruther.edu.gov i guess.. they were going based off of someone else's tags so thts why it steered tht way i think.

one day we will be able to acknowledge that mike's inability to withstand even the most innocent and brief of touches with will specifically and his constant pushing will away and hyperfocusing on el may be something more in the realm of mike struggling with his sexuality and his feelings and choosing to focus on the less scary and more "normal" thing as a means of trying to get control over his situation instead of just.... (looks at the gen tag) assuming that mike is a gay disaster with no depth who is in a relationship with a girl he knows he doesn't romantically love but obviously that's as deep as that goes and there's nothing more to it or troubling about that at all? okay ❤️

mike can't hug will, can't even brush arms with him, but that's just because.... (checks tag again) will is so unbelievably sexy that it melts his brain? ok. mike is in a relationship with a girl he doesn't like Like That or in the Correct way and he STAYS in it even though he feels like shit and tries his best to make it work and worries the entire time over it way more than even she does.... but nah. he's fine! he's got that shit on lock bc he's clearly the king of compartmentalizing and self-acceptance. he'll jump right into that gay shit easy peasy and kiss will on the mouth asap!!

like. jdvdjsnshahajsn. rambling in this ask bc my tummy hurty which is making me feel like my brain is a box of bees tht someone just shook but i just. mike as a character is so endlessly fascinating there's an entire WORLD to explore in him as a queer dude in his precarious position like. it's a wealth of angst it pulls at your heartstrings he feels so much but he can't express it he Refuses to express it until he has no other choice and they're at the literal end of the fucking line he ruins things and then he tries desperately to fix them he knows his loved ones so well that he knows just where to strike and what to say to make it better like he's just . he thought he had to let go of what he loved to be a man he quit holding and touching his gay best friend that he has feelings for and tossed him to the side in favor of his gf who is supposed to resemble him.

i just. HE LITERALLY DOES THAT WITH NO ONE ELSE?! AND YOU GUYS (/gen) THINK ITS WEIRD AND CRAZY AND OOC FOR HIM TO BE HESITANT TO DO GAY SHIT..... TO BE SCARED TO ENGAGE WITH THAT PART OF HIMSELF EYES WIDE OPEN KNOWINGLY WALKING INTO THE LIGHT AND EMBRACING THAT LARGER THAN LIFE CHANGE WHICH IS SO OFTEN A DEATH SENTENCE........ YOU THINK IT'D BE WEIRD OF MIKE WHEN WE ALREADY KNOW HE DOESN'T ALLOW HIMSELF THE SAME GRACE, UNDERSTANDING, OR ACCEPTANCE AS HE DOES OTHERS?

takes a deep breath and plops down on ur dash . i jus have a lot of Mike Feelings okay ...... i see an opportunity to speak on him n i Take it!!!!!!! there is so much to him and his experience and people just don't want to come anywhere near it or any of the possibilities and it Kills me it really does .

#the ppl on tht post were right im not saying they were wrong at all we were jus having diff conversations ❤️ #bc although it can be fun to read about Out and Proud mike chasing will ..... i do like to consider the natural continuation of what we've #seen on our screen and the way that mike would approach a romance with another boy. for himself first and foremost #it's such a common queer experience and yet... it gets no love or acknowledgement here #ive said it fifty times but mike couldn't even hug or touch will................. meanwhile he was hugging and touching other dudes..... #the difference? mike doesn't have feelings for those dudes. so the true difference is the homosexuality involved. #laikeeeeeeeeee im just saying............... even will can continue to touch other dudes even the ones he's in love with.......... #but mike can't..... and mike is the one that pushes will away and lashes out and gets mean and acts weird.... #but somehow the idea of mike not being as enthusiastic or eager as a lot of ppl assume is Weird. ok ❤️ #asks

[spiderh0rse]

freeman's mind notes part 3, e11-15.

e11

would derail the alien attack to call about bad chips

"I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO TAKE THE ELEVATOR." pit.

has seen Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade

wants a grappling hook foe swinging/climbing purposes

admits he keeps doing stupid things. Love a man with self awareness

has a passing understanding of spiderman

does Not try to save the guy in the elevator shaft

has seen willy wonka and the chocolate factory

whistling count three

would love to scare people by crashing through the roof

doesn't feel like climbing anymore! Gasp!

willing to touch a possible death laser. Seems only mildly confused when it doesn't hurt

turret bullets are worse than paintballs

breaks alarm clocks

up to 800 problems a minute solvable with dead man's gun

limbo... TWO

Admires the HEV suit construction

his roommate in college used to intrude on his half of the room. Implies he'd have liked to kill him

"hope, love, and submachine guns"

Tarzan yell :> simian instincts yet to subside

finds the turrets redundant

does a silly lil jump on the slippery floor

no longer cares about the donuts

e12

does at least know the origin of zombies

gman sighting.

willing to own an undead servant

though i can't recognize it by sound alone, I can only assume the language he speaks here is Haitian Creole.

wishes he couldn't care about living or dying

Slur count: three.

wants other people to die for him

fully expects the HECU to pin the blame for the murder on the victim

given the way gordon frequently runs his mouth when scared he genuinely does seem scared here. He was all set to have a rescue team, and now he's left hanging. Ground swept out from under him!

rambles about how he definitely isn't going to think about having killed a guy

stresses to the soldiers that he has a DOCTOR'S DEGREE

limbo mention

seems somewhat bothered by murdering people. Only somewhat but he clearly isn't just brushing it off immediately

climbs some stuff :>

delighted to find surface access

ah yeah the law he references about murder being legal in texas under absurd circumstances? No clue about that. Cool though if at all true

e13

plans to get drunk that night. This of course does not happen

implies he gets drunk every night

...you can't tell people you're on their side by killing them, Gordon

"I JUST WANT TO GO HOME" i getcha, buddy

keeps saying inane things when panicking

"Ehhh," nervous lil noise

repeats "fast climb" or "climb fast" until they blur into each other

just wants to LEAVE

detours to kill another bug. With bullets this time.

saga of impact damage continues

first generation morlok... Says he'll hold off on the cannibalism until the vending machines run dry. Cannibalism lose

thinks you really can't have too many guns

bugged by making the proper choices leading to more danger

FHE SYLLABLE COUNT WAS OFF MY MAN KNOWS RHYME SCHEMES. he's so smart. So snark. If you'll excuse me being a little incoherent for fun

fifteen counts of self defense with an automatic weapon. Of course.

accepts he'll have to get a new job

wants cheetos :'(

he HATES daylight savings time. It's employed by The Man.

expects to be polygraphed at another company

wouldn't mind being a corporate spy and selling out Black Mesa

wants to retire early

oh dude don't pay any mind to freud

string theory crowd includes one Steve and Richard, who may or may not be sacrificing goats, possibly for use in their cookouts. String theory crowd are cultists.

Steve and Richard have called the cops on Gordon. Rude. Probably warranted.

would LOVE to scare people in their offices from the vents. Especially to get the office for himself.

e14

gives up on dying in a hole to get food. this seems to be the only reason he leaves, because he'd get hungry. Is. Is he okay

considers putting an alligator in the air ducts

does NOT like the accusation that he's responsible for the mess

lead can't lie to you

"do you know if leptons are really compound particles?" They are Not! It's a very nerdy way of saying "No!"

"beep" as he presses a button

apologizes repeatedly to some guy he almost shoots

wants to own a water park but considers this far-fetched enough to require a wish

more guns = higher qol

cthulu dogssss makes me wanna pet em

yes the coverup is impractical that's correct. It's happening anyways

"beep beep beep" :)

likes the red lights telling him of the doom ahead

hums AGAIN. first reminds me of a shitty imperial march

he wants to build a house, have a fast elevator, servants.

happy to have a vehicle

doesn't WANT to be fighting nonstop

keeps repeating the alarm beeps

shocked at the giant radioactive PUDDLE i love to launch myself into in game

does seem unconcerned at the thought of going to the doctor. Just resigned.

e15

worst case scenario brain cancer. Cancer mentions up to two

cthulu dogs now named SNOT MONSTER

ticks off all the near death experiences he's had today. clearly thinking about em

contemplates that the spill from the trams is the same one as with the giant tubes

slaps himself TWICE. SIR.

always wished he could ride pneumatic tubes everywhere

he is a gopher! :D

doesn't think dog catchers get given shotguns. They have to bring their own.

would like to prank call a dog catcher with a SNOT MONSTER. and tape the results

knows better than to get bit by a radioactive animal

further analysis and hate on spiderman science

hates awkward pauses

laughs at sending houndeyes flying with shotgun blasts

physics still has priority over shooting stuff

doesn't want to join the military for Two (2) reasons. They'd order him around. They'd make him shave his beard.

"COMBO PLATTER" goof.

very good at hide and seek.

has never tried or wanted to kill the president

wasnt worried about missing a jump, but the catwalk collapsing as he hit it

doesn't know Morse code. Loser.

noise music hater. Incorrect.

grossed out by meat yet again

buddy your grenade won't do shit here

"that's not a rope" sick hlvra- (shot dead)

soooooooo irritated at his blood shell

wants earplugs

#freeman's mind #gordon freemind #mindverse #rmanotes

[zaenaris]

What i love in Apothecaries Diaries is that the emperor isn't a caricature of a power hungry man who wants everything.

He loves women (withbigchestyes) but when he visits his concubine gyokuyou, he plays first with his baby daugther. Also he accepts that her daugther adopts a cat. We see him holding her in his arms a lot.

Sometimes he visits gyokuyou just for eat with her and sees his daugther.

So we sees that he loves his children (and it must have been hard to lost all the others).

When Lihua is sick, rather that seding her away, he asks (ok he ordered) MaoMao to save her so he cares.

He has Lishu as concubine when she is only 14 yes, but he never visits her because she is too young + because of what his father did (to his mother, to Lishu and to a lot of other girls) so Lishu must be here for political reasons. Even so it's said in the roman that he treats her very well.

He does humor too. When someone suggest he marry MaoMao at a point in the manga, he's like "lol no her father would kill me =)" while side eying Jinshi because it's obvious even for him XD

He'll not steal his brother/son (we still don't know about it) love interest XD

And one hour before he spent few minutes to troll Jinshi by saying that he could make Maomao his consort

In a bonus, se wees him looking at the...books that MaoMao has had by the old women and he's like "do you...hum can you have more of it?"

It's nice to have him being a such interesting character

I wonder how he deal with the fact to have a so little age gap with his mother (considering that the age she had when she gave birth was censored....😬) even if they seem to be very close.

ooh that's nice!

yeah, from the anime, while I still haven't see much about him (like visiting his daughter), it's true that he cares enough to order to save Lihua (that just lost their baby 😔); I mean, he has other concubines, he can have children with them, but this shows he cares (at least, I guess this could be an interpretation, in the anime he appeared only a few times, so I don't really have an opinion on him as a character yet, but from the little interaction you mentioned, he seems a decent guy)

And yeah, his mother in the anime looked younger than him! Maybe it was a stylistic choice to draw her like that, but surely the fact she was "forced", I guess, to have him at a very young age, is surely concerning

#asks

[tracidant]

The Muse has been active the last few days. 🙂

Writing prompt: the batfamily adopts multiple guinea pigs

Damian called an emergency Robin meeting.

"Father says I'm only allowed to have 1 guinea pig, but there are 5 total in the litter, so each of you must adopt one, so we can rescue the whole group. Before you start whining, Drake..."

"I didn't say a thing!"

Damian glared at Tim. "I shall take care of them, feed them, and clean the cages. All you have to do is say they're yours and play with them occasionally. I've already chosen tentative names, but if you wish to name yours yourself, I have a list of acceptable names from which you can choose. I have folders for each of you on proper guinea pig care, plus a picture of the ones I've chosen for you. Are there any questions?"

"Little D, what if someone doesn't want a guinea pig? Most of us don't even live here at the Manor. I don't even live in Gotham!"

Damian reached behind him and pulled out a folder. He handed it to Dick. "Grayson, this is the one I chose for you. She matches Haley's color perfectly, and I've chosen the name Mary for her to honor your mother."

Dick sighed. "Ok then. I guess Haley has a sister now."

Damian nodded at his oldest brother before turning to an excited Stephanie. "Brown, before you ask, yes. You may name yours Waffles. I have more dignified names on the list, but if I picked one of those, you would just give it a ridiculous nickname anyway. It's a boy, by the way." He handed Stephanie her folder.

"Sweet! I got a piggie named Waffles!" She opened her folder. "Oh yay! He's even got crazy hair!"

"Todd. Put your hand down. Yours is female, and you may NOT call her Pig. Creativity won't kill you. Speaking of what will, Crowbar is not an acceptable name either."

"Ouch, kid! Maybe I won't take one then."

"And maybe I have new evidence of a certain mysterious food poisoning incident at Blackgate that occurred at the same time you were a guest there a few years ago."

Jason and Damian stared at each other for a few moments.

Jason blinked first. "Fine. So what's my new pet's name?"

"Well, I know you've been rewatching 'Game of Thrones' recently, and your love of warrior women is no secret, so yours is Lady Brienne. I do have a list of other names..."

"Nah, Brienne is perfect."

"Excellent choice, Todd. Here's your folder."

"Drake, I've given a great deal of thought to the name of your guinea pig. It's a male, by the way, and I've decided on Peter Parker."

Tim was a bit taken aback and a bit suspicious too. "You named mine after Spider-Man? That's actually pretty cool. But why?"

"He reminds me of you. He's really one of the most powerful Avengers, yet he'll gladly step back to being the 'friendly, neighborhood Spider-Man' when needed. You didn't think twice about stepping back into the Robin role when I was gone, because you knew that's where you were needed."

"Wow. Thank you, Damian. I didn't realize you saw me that way." Damian nodded and handed Tim his folder.

"I'm not a child anymore, Drake. I can admit that others are better at things than I am."

"So what's your piggie's name, Damian?"

"Her name is Mademoiselle Marie, Brown. She was a leader in the French Resistance..."

"Wait, isn't that Alfred's baby mama's name?"

"Correct. Although I wouldn't refer to her by that term around Pennyworth."

A week later, the Robins got together again to put together the giant habitats for their new pets. (The empty bedroom next to Damian's was taken over for the newest members of the family.) There were two main sections, so the males and females could be kept apart, with a divider that could be removed for supervised interactions. Both sections had several water bottles, feeding stations, tubes, wheels, and sleeping areas.

Bruce and Alfred were watching the scene from the hallway.

"I know this was just Damian's way of getting all five of those guinea pigs, despite me telling him he could only have one, but at least they're working together."

"I've noticed Master Damian has been much more agreeable towards Master Timothy as well. They're actually working on a case together willingly. Perhaps five guinea pigs are a small price to pay, Master Bruce."

"Yeah, but Duke and Cassandra will be back next week, and I heard Damian mention something about a bonded pair of rabbits at the shelter."

The two men sighed. "Well, we do have plenty of extra rooms, I suppose."

#batfamily #batpiggies #guinea pig #damian's menagerie #damian wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #stephanie brown #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #cassandra cain #duke thomas

[nimata-beroya]

MY THOUGHTS ON TBB 2x03 "The Solitary Clone"

I'll start saying that the episode was pretty much as I thought it would be. The only thing I got wrong was the location, and it was a confusion on my part about the Battle Memorial.

I have so many feels for Crosshair 😩 my poor baby! I just want to wrap him with a blanket and hug him forever. He's so alone 💔💔💔

More spoilers below

Even if it felt like a knife to gut to know that he spent a month stranded, like yikes 😬😬, I'll say that he brought that to himself! I said it from the beginning, whatever happened to him there would be his own fault for not accepting his brothers' offer to go with them. He didn't even have to go permanently with them, just off-world and be dropped somewhere safe. But he didn't want to. What could've the batch done? Kidnapped him, take him away by force and take his choice away? No, so, for much it hurts, he cannot blame anyone but himself.

Despite all that, I can't imagine how awful Crosshair feels. You'd think that the Empire not appearing either during that time would clue him how unimportant he is for them. And yet... *Sighs* As a Rebels fan, this is such a deja vu.

The Rampart's dig about not being fit for command, that he'll be under the command of someone else, yikes 😬, it was insult to injury. I'd say a hard hit to Crosshair's pride. One done on purpose. Hate you Rampart! But I guess that it solves the question I had about how could go the relationship between Cross and ES-02. I mean, I don't think she'd have follow his orders after what happened in Kamino.

But it's Cody, which is both good and bad! Because now my heart is broken for both of them 😭😭😭😭😭😭 At least, he cares about Crosshair, and Cross respects him a great deal.

Is it me or Crosshair got just a tad defensive when Cody confirmed that he wasn't surprised that the batch went rogue because they're different by design and Cross retorts that Regs have gone AWOL too. I think it was both another hit to his pride and he didn't like to be reminded that he's different.

The Cody-Crosshair team-up is awesome (even if it's for the Empire) . They work awesome together.

Why?! Why do they have to name Clones for me to get attached to and then kill them right after? WHY?!!! RIP Nova and Wyler 😭💔

Ok This is so hot 🥵🥵 both Cross doing amazing shots with the reflective disks and Cody going a la Hunter with the knife

Cody negotiating just like Obi-Wan would have 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 and I knew Crosshair was going to be the one shooting the governor 😐 baby no! 😭😭😭

See, this is why clones were never going to last much in the Empire. More than accelerated aging or anything else, it's their moral code, which eventually start clashing with that the Empire. Crosshair stays out of pride and stubbornness. Hopefully, seeing that even Cody defected (WOOHOO!!!! 😁 We're going to see him in another episode right?! Right?!), he starts thinking through what's he's doing.

But I'm TERRIFIED that Rampart is believing Crosshair is somehow helping other clones to defect, when all he does is to cling desperately to the Empire, looking for something he always had and now lost. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I loved many moments in this episode, but i think the most important is at the end when Cody when Cody and Crosshair are back to the Battle Memorial and Cody remarks that they're not droids, that make their decisions and have to live with them. I only hope those words are food for thought for Crosshair.

#episode review #the bad batch #tbb #tbb crosshair #tbb season 2 spoilers #tbb spoilers #tbb s2 spoilers #tbb 2x03 the solitary clone #commander cody

[traumasurvivorshelpingsurvivors]

I cant remember if i already sent in an ask, but i dont know what to do. Seven months ago, my dad relapsed back into his alcoholism. One night he got drunk, left my mom in an empty parking lot where my brother and I had to pick her up, and when we got home he had trashed all her things and threw her stuff out onto the front steps. It isn't the first time he's done this, my whole child it's all I can really remember him doing, but for awhile things were okay. Once he saw us though, he was an animal. He attacked my brother and they fought and we all had to pin my dad down while he screamed he'd kill us all. Once we thought it was okay to let him up, he lunged for my mom and my brother took the hit and they fought again. I had to call his brother, my uncle, to try and reason or stop him.

He nearly starts fighting my uncle, breathing heavily and his eyes just wild. I remember staring him dead in the face while he threatened he'd put a 40 in our skulls and kill us. That night we grabbed what we could and slept at my uncle's. The next morning, he felt guilty and apologized repeatedly but I blocked his number and refused to speak or see him. I still live at home though, meaning I'm still in a way in contact with him.

I'm done. I can't take it anymore, and what's worse is I'm alone in this decision. My dad is by no means a perfect person, I'm not either, nobody is. But this was too much and I've made my choice. My mother keeps trying to convince me to heal and accept my dad because he's an addict and given different circumstances, if I had an addiction or eating disorder, they wouldn't just abandon me right? But it's not the same, it really isn't.

I do have an eating disorder, I have CPTSD, I'm in pain and have been for a long time but I handle it and it's not something I let them see or know. What's his excuse. He's been abusive, manipulative, vile, and I can't forgive him.

I guess recently my dad had a small heart attack, and who knows maybe he'll die soon. But I don't feel anything about it. There's no anger, no sadness, no rage, just nothing. Maybe I'm in shutdown. Regardless, I'm not sure what's right anymore. I'm going to be saving up to move out, and if I don't have enough then I'll live in my car. He can kick me out for all I care. I can't stay anymore, not here.

Rent is insane where I live, I'm not sure how long it'll take for me to save or if I'll even achieve this goal, but I need to do something. Everyday gets worse and I can't keep waiting for another bomb to go off, or for my mother to comfort me by saying "the bomb is okay, accept it." She asked me to go a therapy session with her you know, mother daughter therapy. At first I agreed but after what she said today, she can forget it. Even after all this time, she doesn't understand. She never will.

Hi anon,

I'm so sorry about what you've been through. There is absolutely no obligation to forgive him. It's reasonable to resent him even if his behavior is related to substance abuse or whatever other excuse is given. Even if someone adequately takes accountability for their actions (which it sounds like he doesn't) you still don't have to forgive them, and it doesn't mean you aren't allowed to still feel hurt. It almost sounds like your mom is an enabler. You've seen a long pattern of violent, threatening, and hurtful behavior from your father, and so it makes sense why it's so hard to be convinced that he's something better. It's okay to not worry or even grieve if your dad passes away, especially in context. Do consider that if these violent episodes continue, it may be necessary to call the authorities, though it can definitely be easier said than done.

Although I completely understand your reasons for not wanting to go to therapy with your mom, being able to speak with a therapist could potentially help you a lot in processing these experiences and your feelings surrounding them, regardless of whether or not your mom benefits from it. It could be an opportunity to meet with that therapist individually as well, and they may be able to see the situation for what it truly is.

If anyone has any comments or suggestions feel free to add on, otherwise I hope I could help and please let us know if you need anything.

-Bun

#mod bun #trauma talks #tw abuse #tw substance abuse #tw death

[glazebowstuffz]

Son of a God AU

Alone...

[Only Tommy and mentions of everyone else]

Tommy's void wasn't normal. It was actually nothing, just an empty void like space. Maybe it was because he's part god himself or maybe he's too young to die. Very confusing for him but it wasn't always so bad, Kristen, Mumza had found him and she took him with her to a special place of a small patch of flowers with a one giant tree. It was similar to the same tree that he used to play on as a younger child in his old house with Phil, Wilbur, and Techno. It didn't stop there, Mumza had asked if he'll be willing to help her with guiding lost souls to the afterlife. Of course Tommy said yes, he was able to stay close to his mumza and he wasn't alone anymore. This went on for years or at least he thinks it has. Time isn't any easy to tell here in limbo, Tommy was now considered an adult and none of his birthday were miss because he had Mumza with him. But it didn't stop the feeling of missing everyone else. Dadza and his annoying crows, Wilbur just being chaotic, Techno reading to him, Niki and her amazing delicious treats, Tubbo with crazy ideas and bees... he really misses them.

One day- or night? He didn't know time anymore. Mumza told Tommy to stay by the tree and not to wonder off. She had to go visit another God or whatever she said, Tommy wasn't paying attention but he knew he couldn't follow her. He did what he was told... until he was bored. He got up and started walking around. It was nice for awhile but until he couldn't make his way back to the tree. He tried running, flying even but he couldn't find Mumza or that special place. He was lost in the void again... it's been months by now and he was still waiting for Mumza to find him but something else had found him instead. "Tommy?" He looked up from his knees to find a goat hybrid dictator...

"Schlatt? What the fuck..."

"What the hell are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in Manburg celebrating your victory? Also look at you not a child anymore! Also were you always this tall?"

"I was NEVER a child... as for the height... uh, a god thing I guess... That fight was over 14 years ago... I think. Time is weird here... I can't even remember what the sun looks like."

"Eh you get used to it. Want a beer?" He hands a beer bottle to Tommy.

"No, I declined your offer. How can you still be drinking? Isn't that what killed you?"

"Yeah and? Look I'm already dead. What? Is it going to kill me more?" He did have a point but Tommy would never say aloud. "That's what I thought." He drinks it down. "One thing I miss about being alive is the taste. I can't taste shit here! Anyways kid how'd you kick the bucket?"

"Trying to save Wilbur from himself... He made Da- Phil to stap him and shit, so I stepped in the way and fell off the now Manburg's huge hole. Which Wil made because of that button."

"Wow, fucked up, shit..."

"He only did it because of you! Exiling us, winning L'Manburg... why?"

"I was drunk. Honestly I don't know why I even did it... I went mad with power I guess but I didn't even want to be president. But I made my choice and got what I deserve. I know it doesn't mean anything now but I'm sorry Tommy." Tommy sighs.

"I guess... I accept-" As he looks over towards Schlatt he finds nothing. He was alone again. "Mumza... where are you?"

"I'm not a "Mumza" but I can help." A voice came behind but Tommy knows that voice. It was a traitor who abandoned them and chose a tyrant over freedom. He gets up from the ground.

"Dream?" Tommy looks behind himself but he sees nothing.

"Down here big man!" He looks down only to see a tiny Dream, he would be no bigger then his hand. Unlike Schlatt who was about a head taller then Dream.

"What the fuck!? When did you get tiny?"

"More of the other way around... I'm normal size but you, your a giant!"

"Beside the point..." Tommy remembers Kristen mentioning to him that his godly powers would show more, but honestly he didn't think that was true, maybe because she was still taller then him. "What do you want Dream?"

"Obviously you died, like anyone here in limbo. This isn't the first-" Tommy stops him as he hears an echo. It's small yes but still very noticeable in the silent void. Thump thump, ba boom, ba bump and lub-dub. "As i was saying... What do I want? Well I came here to REVIVE you. Everyone misses you Tommy. And I miss you messing around in the server. I want the Tommyinnit back and alive."

"What? Revive me? That's impossible..."

"If it is... explain why I'm here talking with you, right now?" Dream smiles under his already smiley mask. Tommy was unsure... it couldn't be possible? Dream found a way to bring him back with everyone. He is brought out of his thoughts when he hears it again... It was a heartbeat that was coming from Dream. Tommy's eyes had gone wide, he reaches over to Dream grabbing him in one hand swoop. He places him closer towards his ear. "What the- Tommy!!" Tommy just shushes him as he puts his ear on his chest. Thump thump, ba boom, ba bump and lub-dub. Again. Being a bit faster but it was there... the sound of a heart. He slowly brings Dream away from his ear. Now they are meeting eye to eye. Tommy holds him in both of his now flat hands.

"How the fuck did you get here? And how are you alive?"

"Let's make a deal... how about it Tommy? I bring to back with me and you have to rescue me from prison."

"You're in jail!? What did you do?"

"Eh, destroyed the community house... twice and not to mention destroyed New L'Manburg after rebuilding."

"They made another L'Manburg???" Tommy thought back to what Techno said... government really does suck... it may had corrupted Tubbo as well...

"Yup as Tubbo is the president. He even exiled Wilbur after he burned down George's house." Tommy gasped.

"I told him to fix his mess! Not make it worse... also he burn Gogy's house!? Who does that... funny but still... wait Tubbo exiled Wilbur?"

"Yeah, he did. He even told me to escort him out."

"Techno was right... power really does corrupt people... so that's the whole deal? After you destroyed L'Manburg they put you in prison?"

"Sadly yes... I joined Techno because he's was right about the government... after the whole scenario when everything was calm. They found me and locked me up. They're trying to get Techno too."

"That's the whole deal... you revive me and I just break you out of jail? Is there anything else I should know?"

"Well yes one more problem... I would have to transfer your ghost here to replace you."

"My ghost? I had a ghost around as me??"

"Oh yeah, he was kinda like you... more on the happier side that is. He called himself Toast and had all your happy memories. Here put me down I'll show you." Just as Dream said Tommy put him down and out of nowhere a little ghost of Tommy's past appeared. Toast seemed to be crying blue tears.

"He promised..." Toast said in a shacky voice trying to hold tears back from falling but failing to do so.

"Who promised?" Tommy asked looking down at the small ghost of his past self.

"Wilby... he gave me his word that I wouldn't get hurt...he gave me his word!" Tommy's felt pity for the ghost...

"I-..." at a lost of words Tommy picks up the little ghost and give him a hug. "Don't worry I'll talk with him... you'll just wait right here for mumza to pick you up. I promise she'll take good care of you." He whisper to Toast.

"Mumza... she's really here?"

"Yeah, she'll take you with her and you won't be alone... you'll have to wait. I give you big innit's word." Toast seemed to just nod as Tommy gently places him on the ground once more. "Alright Dream... you got yourself a deal. After breaking you out... I don't want anything else to do with you. Got it?"

"Of course! You won't ever have to see me again. Last thing is to shack my hand." Dream said as he raises his arm out to him. Tommy Shook his hand and the whole room went dark.

As Tommy open his eyes he found himself under water. He quickly swam up to the surface just in time. The hole that he fell in although years ago was much deeper and even plants started growing from it. Above him as a bridge vines were hanging from it so he took his chance and grab on one. He climb it all the way to the top. He noticed that he was normal height again but even after looking at his reflection he was still older looking. 'At least I'm not as old as Phil.' He chuckle to himself. He looked around not seeing anyone the moon was already setting down as a new day was just beginning. Although something did caught his eyes... it was a grave. He walked towards it getting of the bridge that was probably made by Phil since he recognized that way his dad built. As Tommy looks at the grave there was a chest with Wilbur's old jacket he used in pogtopia was inside. He took it and wears it. 'I remember when this was too big for me... now it fits, hope he doesn't mind." He finally looks at the sign. "Tommyinnit "Theseus" Minecraft... a son, a brother, a best friend... May you be at peace with L'Manburg Symphony."

"T-Tommy?" A voice calls out to him. He turns around facing Wilbur, Tubbo, and another person he never meant before. Both Tubbo and Wilbur's eyes were wide staring up at Tommy.

Tommy smiled. "Did you miss me?" He said as the sun rose more into the sky.

#sizeshifter!tommy au #mcyt gt #gt mcyt #son of a god au

[sketching-shark]

okay, I'm sorry for this rant but don't you think macaque redemption arc with kind of rushed plus it doesn't it make any sense at all, he literally tried to kill the whole team, especially mk and now he's suddenly a good guy?! this is just catra all over again... nothing will ever beat Zuko lol and now people are hating on me for my opinion XD i mean he's betray the team again just watch...

Ah no need whatsoever to apologize about the rant anon! As one of the extremely tiny "your 'redemption arc' displeases me' voices in fandom I can totally see where you're coming from asdfaewds.

So I have to admit that I've never watched She-Ra or Avatar all the way, so I'm not precisely sure how these redemption arcs or "redemption arcs" went down so feel free to correct me if I'm wrong...but from what I did hear & read in reviews in Catra's case her story was something of a shitshow where she like tried to destroy all of reality & killed a bunch of people & treated Adora her supposed love interest like trash up until & even after they got together but she's apparently completely good and forgivable now because the plot said so, right?...so par for the course when it comes to "redemption arcs" these days lmao. And as for Zuko, the whole thing was that the series actually took a lot of time to showcase him slowly working hard towards being a better person over like an entire season & more, yes? Like he didn't just suddenly flip a corner, and the distrust team avatar held for him after the way he hurt them was actually framed as understandable? And he wasn't just changing his behavior because he wanted something from them, but because he came to a very difficult decision that was based on his own guiding principles of what he thought the best thing to do was? But yea it is kind of funny how much people hold up Zuko's story as an ideal redemption arc & yet no one seems to want to emulate it lmaoooo.

But to repeat what I've said about Mr. Six-Ears, I do feel like Qi Xiaotian, who was one of his primary victims throughout the course of the show, going out of his way to extend a hand in friendship was pretty jarring. Because yeah while what seems to hopefully be the base BEGINNING of a redemption arc is being set up in such a way where one villain doesn't look that bad compared to another that they help defeat, Macaque is still the simian who beat the tar out of/tried to kill Qi Xiaotian at least thrice--and laughed at his pain for two of those occasions--to say nothing of the way that he used and threatened Zhu Dachu, Tang Shifu, and Long Xiaojiao first with the shadow lantern and then when he forced them to set the flame of Samadhi off. Hopefully they'll address some of that in season 4 if they want Macaque to be a more major character, & not just brush it off. I do think there's a way to talk about the importance of kindness and second chances while also holding people responsible for their actions, even if that is a somewhat difficult needle to thread. As it is, given the "redemption arcs" that you see being created these days (which usually means that some character is an entire asshole who gets worse and worse up until the 25th hour when they magically change & everyone is expected to forgive & accept them immediately not matter what), Macaque's story line wasn't as half as bad as it could have been. He is still very much a smarmy jerk, & still enraged at Sun Wukong, & still just off doing his own thing rather than being immediately brought into team monkie. He does seem to have changed at least a little in terms of maybe being more willing to work with others to accomplish a goal and maybe being a little more open to interacting with others outside of a manipulative and/or "your-enemy-is-my-enemy" kind of deal, which may be something that he'll pursue, or he could just go back to his old ways. For me the best redemption stories are those that focus on making the CHOICE consistently every day to be a better person, so I guess we'll see what they do with the shadow monkey. So tl;dr, what they chose to do with Macaque in s3 wasn't half as bad as it could have been, but your frustration in how they handled what is hopefully only the beginning of a redemption arc, especially given that the short time of each episode is another real hindrance to properly setting up a satisfying redemption arc, is very understandable.

I personally feel like Monkie Kid could potentially do something really interesting with Macaque if his story line starts following something of a "redemption without forgiveness" plot, in which at least a few characters that the shadow monkey hurt never fully forgive him and/or he & Sun Wukong never fully forgive each other for whatever went down between them, but that he still finds a way to be happy and satisfied with his life by forging genuine relationships with others while still atoning for past violence. I say this partially because I'm starting to get rawther tired of fandom takes that are some version of "Wow! Sun Wukong is literally the worst person in the entire world & every bad thing Macaque has ever experienced or ever done is all the Monkey King's fault! Anyway, I can't wait until they become besties again!" Like what. But mainly because the lego show Six Eared Macaque seems to have become so obsessively enraged at Sun Wukong that he has basically nothing going on in his life that isn't tied to the Monkey King in some for or another. In a very real way, these super monkeys seem like they're still playing out their relationship in Xiyouji, with Macaque trying to snatch away everything that Sun Wukong values for himself, and Sun Wukong responding with contempt and violence. But now with the added bonus of Macaque swinging between telling everyone he forces to listen that Sun Wukong is a terrible person (& that he by association is so much better) while also seeming to find it impossible to even imagine living a life that isn't defined by his past friendship with the Monkey King. And that's...super duper bad & painful for all parties involved!!~ So while I get that reconciliation plots are popular no matter what went down, I feel like it would be much more powerful and much more satisfying for Macaque to end his story by metaphorically stepping out of the Monkey King's shadow & making a life for himself that isn't based on hate and sorrow regarding Sun Wukong.

#anon answered #monkie kid #monkie kid mk #monkie kid qi xiaotian #monkie kid sun wukong #monkie kid six eared macaque #sorry for the rant myself anon #but for the love of god can we get something that does something more interesting than bog-standard immediate redemption plots (X_X)

[yvrsdomain]

You

pt 1

excuse my typos, angst with comfort dw

"ah y/n you're not going to visit xiao again?"

"oh? miss guizhong !" y/n hugged tightly to guizhong as she hugged you back. "I feel that he's been feeling a bit lonely, may you please watch over him for the time being? I'm slightly worried."

ah, guizhong must be talking about his karmic debt thats starting to show and make xiao unstable lately. Once his karmic debt activate, he wont be satisfied until he kills.

"yes, miss guizhong. I'll do it."

"thank you y/n, me and morax will be here if you need us." guizhong waves her hand goodbye and starts to sit next morax to enjoy their tea.

you chuckled slightly, "how sweet they are.."

As you jump through rocks and hills, you spot xiao closing his eyes in the balcony of wangshu inn.

knowing someone is staring at him, he grew alarmed. "xiao—!" you said while jumping to the balcony's railing. Xiao's always been amazed by your speed and how high you can jump it's really amazing. He learned a lot from you.

[yes, his ult comes from you. he learned by watching you.]

"ha ! there you are, I know this is your favorite spot but you need to go down and rest. Miss guizhong told me to watch over you." you put your arms to your hips.

"i'm fine, no beed for your hosiptality."

"but xiao—" you reached your arms to his shoulder, he flinches and backs away. "i'm fine so stay away !" he yells, his forehead sweating and his eyes are glowing slightly.

...? is he..? shit not now, he'll be out of control again

you see his arms trembling covering both of his ears. "I'm sorry for touching you but—" you put both of your hands on top of his. "stay strong xiao." your face full of concern, kneeling down so you and him is on the same height since he's sitting in a bench. Closing your eyes and leaned to touch his forehead with yours.

xiao never likes physical touch but, when you touch him though. it's another story. it feels calming in a weird way, and he's very afraid of hurting people he cares about especislly when his karmic debt is very active recently because of the archon war. And even worse, it's night.

after a while, he pants heavily and his eyes are desperstely closed shut, scared.

"listen to me, breathe in, breathe out, breathe in breathe out. Are you okay now? have you calmed down?" You looked up to him, face with worry. "I-I'm sorry, thank you" you nodded and try to let go of your hands but xiao pulled your hands back to his ears.

"stay." gosh.. how demanding. this isn't a choice I guess. "okay, i will". He doesnt give you back a respond but he starts to calm down and closes his eyes.

after a while, more like hours—

"ah my, my sweet sweet little kids !"

"guizhong please don't bother them..."

you woke up feeling a head on your shoulder and 2 very familiar voices.

"m-morax and guizhong, apologies this isn't what it looks like—" you half-way try to stood up but a sneaky arm pulls your back. fuck xiao. this isn't the right time.

you, your mind is still in disaster and panic, face flushed with embarrassment. meanwhile xiao just... snores, annoyingly very peacefully.

"haha, dont worry dearest we know."

"it's okay y/n we're just paying a visit and see what you two were doing. Sorry if we cause a disturbance." Morax said, with a small smile on his face.

"alright then, we'll return. you two have a safe night ! Let's go morax." guizhong put her hand with morax's as they teleport together.

you, still stunned of whatever was happenig. did they just... accept their kind of 'we don't know relationship' ?

you patted his head, and tucked his hair above his ears. trying to get away from his grasp, you slowly put away his arm and rested his head on the wall. and saying your goodbyes.

"sleep well xiao." after that, you teleported too. but, dont you remember that adeptus doesnt need sleep? and yes he's awake this whole time. A smirk on his face and touches his head where you patted his head and continue to sleep. real sleep this time.

after months and months, you started to get closer to xiao. but not everything ends well. "y/n ! y/n ! please heal ganyu! she's hurt very badly." hurt people rushed over you needing your healing. you may not have a vison but you're very good at herbs and medical stuff which is very useful for war. archon war.

"yes, please bring ganyu here!" Ganyu is still holding her bow, barely conscious. "please ganyu hang in there." you eyed xiao who was in the center of attention. You rarely see him very fierce, he was very gentle to you. Seeing him now looks like your looking a very similar xiao but not xiao. Something's like possesing him. But you pay no mind as you focus to heal ganyu's wound.

Ganyu was amazing, she fought her hardest. And we won. We won.

you laughed lowly with a tear sliding down from your eye. "we won.."

you ran up to xiao who's breathing heavily and hug him with blood all over his body. totally not his blood. "you did well, very well, im so proud." leaning to him more, patting his head, and crying with happiness on his shoulder.

But he didn't hug you back, like he's avoiding you. It has been a while since he's like this. you just hope he's okay.

after 2 months, he didn't even try to get near you. your friends seems to avaoid the question "where is xiao?" from you. Even Guizhong didn't answer you. Until you reach your limit and straight up ask morax himself.

"morax."

"yes..?" his voice sounded awfully suspicious, and he seems to know what you're gonna ask.

"where's xiao?"

"y/n, the point is... I can't it's too risky."

"what is risky? even if I do not have a vision i swear my life to protect liyue !" you begged with your eyes to morax. "Just please, i want to see xiao."

".. fine, he's hiding in the nearest cave around here probably headed to where the wind is blowing the most. He has an anemo vision after all." He still tried to avoid eye contact, rather guilty of keeping secrets from you.

from that information, you hugged morax very tightly. "thank you, thank you, thank you. I will go now. bye bye !"

morax saw you jump very high to see the land from the upper view to see more clearly, and try to feel the wind where it blows most. just like what morax said.

you stand on a very tall pole nesr a building and just stand there trying to feel the wind. Even though you were searching for xiao, the wind at night feels the most best.

ah. you found it the wind, xiao must be there.

You were right. he's there in the corner of the cave, head on his knees, his arms covering his ears. Is it happening again? the karmic debt.

"who's there?" He asked with a dangerous low voice. "it's me. y/n, why are you here?"

"y/n..? dont— please this time please don't come." he tried to shield you away from him by curling himself to a ball. "I'm not gonna hurt you, is the karmic debt happening again?" you asked trying to touch his hand with yours, together covering his ears.

"yes, and it's getting worse because of the war, and I don't want to accidentally kill you ! please just this time stay away." his eyes filled with tears and his voice starts to sound heavier, breathing harshly. "i-it's happening please go !" still you do not move an inch. Insread you hugged him desperately.

the only thin xiao hears is the word "kill her, kill kill, its your job to kill." but he can't he won't. But someone will using his own body. His hands start to slither around your neck. pushing you down to the floor and pinning both of your hands down with his other hand. Making him on top of you. Eys glaring turning to red instead of the nora shining yellow ones.

he choked on you harder, making it very hard to breathe. "no, no.." he said his tears dropping to your cheeks like he's fighting his inner self. fully conscious that he's trying to kill you.

Before you draw your last breath, your final words are, "if it's you, I wouldn't mind dying because of you."

your body starts to get weak, heart beatijg slower. Eyes closed, and not breathing anymore. Just an empty shell of a body with no soul.

When he fully regained his consciousness ge starts crying ang begging for you to wake up even if it seems impossible. His last hope and wish is just to see you breathing again. Just one last time.

-

xiao is very busy these days, as a person who works in a cafe serving everybody is a tiring job.

"next. your name for order?"

"y/n."

"what..? say it again one more time."

"it's y/n" your face filled with memorable memories. "It's you isn't it? the one who's in my dreams. Xiao."

AHHAHAHAHA LOLOLOLOL ☺☺😍😍😍😍💀 rip y/n ig

#xiao x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin xiao #genshin impact xiao #zhongli #guizhong #ganyu #xiao angst #angst #genshin angst

[sctoru]

First date with the haikyuu boys ✯

Fandom: haikyuu

Characters: nishinoya, kenma, osamu

Genre: fluff

Warnings: swearing

Nishinoya

Tbh, it took him 3 days to have the balls to ask you out on a date (thanks to ennoshita and tanaka)

You both decided to have a picnic date (ngl i would want it 😪)

For a good 5 minutes, nishinoya was looking everywhere trying to avoid meeting your eyes (poor baby is still shy)

"Nishinoya?? Are you okay? What's the matter?" Nishinoya directly looked at you "a-ah! n-no nothing!"

Finally, he soon relaxed a bit and found a topic to talk to you abt (ex: how was the day, how pretty you look, etc) while you both ate your foods. He also joked around to make the atmosphere more comfortable

Nishinoya was the one who brought the foods

Not long later, his head is on your lap while looking at the skies with you, he soon ended up sleeping but its fine, you just need to wake him up later

Kenma

This man litteraly asked you by texting you (even though kuroo said that its better to say it in person)

Kenma

Hey y/n, i dont know if you want to but will you go on a date with me? I know its a sudden but if you dont want to, its fine

Y/n

Ah? Are you for real?! Of course i want to!

gaming date, gaming date, gaming date, gaming date, gaming date, periodt. No one can change my mind

You'll be invited to kenma's house, you'll be in his room sitting next to him with a PS4 in front of you both

He might get shy at first but he'll soon be comfortable!

At first, you both played call of duty but you realised you're bad at it so you asked kenma to change the game, so...you both ended up playing minecraft which is actually fine to him

"Ah shit! These blazes are getting on my fucking nerves!" Kenma chuckled a bit and you were shook, he actually chuckled! "Just try hitting it y/n, im sure you'll be able to kill it" kenma smiled, you were even more shook now but kenma realised what he just did and became shy again

Oh and! You both ordered your food! You wanted McDonalds and he agreed, when the food came..you both ate while playing minecraft

You ended up going home at 11 pm bcs you got carried away by the game

Osamu

He wouldn't be so shy to ask you out but he does felt nervous

He was shook and happy you accepted it this boy is screaming his lungs out

He shows off to atsumu (LOL)

"hey, guess what? Y/n accepted it" with a cocky grin on his face that made atsumu annoyed asf

Your date with Osamu will probably be in his house but huft well uh shit, it wont go well bcs there's atsumu

But uh anyways, you both have netflix movie night dates

You'll be cuddled up with him with a cozy blanket and snacks all over the bed. You know- just chill with him while watching stranger things? Idk up to you though, he is always okay with your choice of movies except for fifthy shades of grey and 365 days (LMAO SORRY IM JOKING)

Atsumu always barges in just to get osamu annoyed, usually when that happens..Osamu will kick him out and lock the door 😊🤝

Always checks up on you like cmon bruh fr

"Hey, are you okay? You cold? Need sum' more cozy blanket?" You shook your head, "nah, i just like how warm your body is"

Congratulations, you've made him blush 😌✌

The date ends with you sleeping on his bed (dw he'll wake you up and walk you home)

#fluff! #haikyuu x reader #osamu x reader #kenma x reader #nishinoya x reader #haikyuu #haikyu x reader

[shatteredatthealtarofwinchester]

Castiel’s death S12 vs S15: An Analysis

I’m not a fan of being talked into something, that’s why I always analyze everything on my own. I want to be neutral while analyzing, I want to understand situations and emotions by myself, I want to see it with my own eyes and draw my own conclusions. Let’s go through some moments together, shall we? Got your tissues? All right.  

We start in Season 12 at the moment Cas pushes Dean and Sam aside and walks towards Lucifer, ready to attack him. Dean is screaming for Cas several times and Sam has to pull Dean back while Dean wants to follow Cas. In my opinion this is a massive parallel to Season 1 when Dean pulled Sam out of the burning room while Sam was screaming for Jess the whole time.

Cas is stabbed in front of Deans eyes. Dean isn't realizing anything, he's numb, paralyzed. He just stares at Cas and sinks down on his knees next to Cas’ dead body.

A little later Sam and Dean are sitting in the Impala. Sam is saying: "Can we just talk about what happened back there?" and Dean answers stone-cold: "Sure. Which part? Let’s see. Crowley’s dead, Kelly’s dead, Cas is —." He can't even say it. He interrupts in the middle of the sentence; he can't even admit it, because the pain kicks in so hard.

Now it’s getting interesting:

Dean changes massively. He drinks, he is highly depressive, suicidal. He lost his will to believe in anything, he gave up on everyone. But even more: He gave up on himself. I have never seen Dean like that ever before.

You can say here: “But Dean lost his mother, too” Yes, that’s true. When I look at Marys and Deans arc together, it isn’t a profound one. It doesn’t contain healthy bonds or deep love, not even trust. Mary is a part of Deans abusive childhood. She made the deal with Azazel which spurred John into becoming a hunter to kill Azazel in revenge and raising their sons as hunters as well. Furthermore she makes it worse in the very short time she’s back in Deans life. She came back and left again. She lied, she ignored the boys, she didn’t care. She teamed up with the BMoL behind Deans and Sams back while knowing the BMoL tortured her sons excruciatingly. Deans and Marys bond was not deep or loving, trusting or healthy, it was just sorrowful. One Episode before Cas dies, Dean confronts Mary. You know the speech. It ends with “I hate you.” Yes, Dean lost his mother, too. But if you compare Marys relationship and Cas relationship with Dean, it’s like comparing the desert to the sea. I’ll come to that point later, again.

Dean prays to Chuck. Yes, Dean Winchester prays to God. "We've lost everything. And now you're gonna bring 'em back. You're gonna bring back Cas, you're gonna bring back Mom, you're gonna bring 'em all back. 'Cause after everything that you've done, you owe us, you son of a bitch! So you get your ass down here, and you make this right! Right here, right now!" With every word he presses through his lips, he gets more aggressive and desperate. He mentioned Cas before his mother, so Cas' name popped into his head first. When he opens his eyes, they are teary. He looks around and sees that nothing’s happened. His head sinks down on his chest, he's hopeless. The pain kicks in and he snaps, he can't bear it. He wrecks the door of the building until he’s bleeding and tears up even more. The next thing I saw I couldn't believe: He starts begging. He looks up, tears in his eyes, and Dean fucking Winchester starts begging to Chuck. "Please... Please... Help us..."

Later Dean actually kills himself. When he dies (temporary) he meets Death. It was not planned, but the moment Dean sees Billie, he's okay. He immediately accepts his fate, it's like a weight is lifted from his shoulders. Billie says something very important here: "Maybe you're not that guy anymore, the guy who saves the world, the guy who always thinks he'll win no matter what. You have changed. And you tell people it's not a big deal. You tell people you'll work through it, but you know you won't, you can't, and that scares the hell out of you." And Death adds surprised: "You wanna die."

So Billie points out Dean isn't able to fight on. He isn't able to work through it like he always did before. Something has changed, something so immense that he isn't able to live on. Billie continues:

"Dean, every notebook on this particular shelf tells a version of how you die. You specifically -- heart attack, burned by a red-haired witch, stabbed by a ghoul in a graveyard, and on and on. But which one's right? That depends on you, on the choices you make."

And Dean simply answeres: “Well, I guess I made my choice.” Dean is accepting his death here. For the first time in 13 years, he’s not just having suicidal thoughts, he wants to accomplish them. He wants it to end. Here and now.

Coming back to Mary. You know what makes me sure Deans total collapse was about Cas in the first place? Look what happened the moment Cas returned. You may skip to 4:45.

So I am asking myself while looking ONLY at Castiels death in Season 12 and Deans reaction and nothing else: Is it love?

And my conclusion is: Yes, it is. Does Dean realize it yet? Probably not.

Why am I thinking this? Well… I was like Dean. Or Dean was like me.

When my husband died after 8 years of our relationship, I was exactly like Dean. I was numb, cold. I was depressive at first, later suicidal. I gave up on everything, everyone. I had no hope, didn’t believed in anything. I wanted my life to end. That’s why it was extremely painful to see Dean like that, this kind of pain rips your heart out of your chest every single moment of every single day in a way you could never imagine if you haven’t felt it yourself. It leaves you wrecking your whole life, crying, screaming in pain, begging for it to stop, begging for mercy, no matter in what way.

This is exactly why 15x20 was a… joke? A prank? I haven’t figured out what happened yet, but 15x20 is not real. Let’s take a look at Deans reaction to Cas’ last death. Knowing that their bond got massively stronger and their feelings got even more intense, Deans reaction was:

“Sam. Hey, umm. Cas is dead. Can we get pie?”

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[atinysunbaby]

Meant to be | Choi San 🖤

Warnings : Cursing, violence, mention of rape.

Words count : 2.2 k

Previous 《 Prologue

Masterlist

Chapter 1

Present

My cheeks are burning from the salty tears escaping my eyes. A tightening feeling in my chest growing by the minute. The sobs keep escaping me, making my body move uncontrollably. Chocking from the sharp inhales and shaking from the cold temperature. This moment, forever will be imprinted in my mind. Those images I wish I could forget, unfortunately will hunt me till my last breath.

I suppose it's what most people feel too when they lose their parents. I wanted to deny it, but I saw their bodies. They were cold, bruised, bloody and no longer held any signs of life.

The last time a saw them, I didn't bother much to say goodbye to them. Only telling them to enjoy their little vacation in the woods. I was more exited about being alone then making them know how much I loved them. Now it's too late, I'll never be able to see their faces again, hear their voices, feel their arms around me when I need them the most.

I woke up to my cellphone ringing this morning, answering grumpily, thinking it was my mom who disturbed me from my sleep. It was actually the cops telling me to come to the hospital, but I wish it would've been her instead. I wish she could annoy me every morning now, but it's over. She isn't here anymore and neither is my dad.

I'm in my room, at this moment, crying my heart out. I ran out of the hospital immediately after seeing their corpses. They wanted me to identifie them, but I left with people screaming for me to comeback. I guess they probably know from my reaction, that it was indeed my mom and dad.

People keep calling me on my phone, but I don't answer. I'm laying on the floor, looking at the ceiling, waiting for my sadness to subside. I know that won't happen anytime soon, but it's the only way for me to calm down. Being surrounded by people telling me how sorry they are for my loss. A bunch of fake assholes making me feel even worse about the situation definitely won't make anything better.

Slowly my eyes get heavy, I try to fight the exhaustion but fail miserably. I fall asleep on the cold floor of my room, my window open and the sound of rain filling my ears. All of this crying definitely used up a lot of my energy.

The car crash, I wasn't there and I have no idea of what happened. But I see it, something is in the middle of the road and dad just told mom a joke. They're laughing.. until they hit that thing, an animal maybe. It goes right through the window and kill my dad instantly, but as for my mom. The car rolls off the road and fall down a small cliff. Mom's still alive, she's in pain, blood everywhere, she's crying for her husband to open his eyes and answer her. She keeps screaming that she can't feel him anymore? His presence? Her breathing is getting worse the more she panics. Suddenly the door on her side opens and something stabs her in the chest, putting a end to her desperate cries. Blood is streaming down her chin, her eyes looking directly through mine while she takes her last breath.

I open my eyes to see nothing but darkness. I frantically search for a sign of light, I reach around with my hands. My eyes are open wide and my breath shaky, until my fingers brush against an object. I stop every movement, slowly gripping it and letting a breath of relieve when I realise it's my phone.

I turn it on to see a ton of messages and missed calls. One standing out, my aunts name, my mom's sister. I never talked to her, but mom insisted on giving me her number. I look around my room and stand up to look outside the window, only to notice that it's night time. The reason of the darkness and freezing temperature. I close it and turn the lights on in my room. Then I sit on the corner of my bed and hesitate a few minutes while looking at the screen in front of me. My fingers finaly press on call. A few rings later, Aunt Kath's voice is heard. "Y/N! Y/N is it you?"

"Yes it's me.. why did you cal-" I'm cut off by a loud sob. My eyes widen in confusion, but I soon remember that my mom, her sister is no longer a part of this world. I sigh and wait for her to stop crying on the other side of the line. "S-sweetie- where are you? Are you safe? You're not alone ar-"

"Kath, my parents just died. I'm obviously not partying right now, but I'm okay.. I guess.." She stays silent for the next few seconds, my blunt answer probably wasn't expected, but it's understandable. "Sweetheart-I uhh.. you have no one to stay with right? So.. your mom made me your godmother, i-in case anything happened to her.. will you come live w-with me, here in Korea?"

It takes some time to process what just came out of her mouth, my eyebrows are furrowed. Many feelings are fighting to take control of my body, but the one that wins is frustration. "W-what?.."

"She told me to take care of you if she wasn't there anymore... It was just a precaution, but I guess it really happened." She says with a small voice, trying not to upset me further. Judging from my lack of response, she can tell I'm not that excited about this new information. "I asked you, but it ins't really a choice that you have. It's an obligation, you can't stay alone out ther-"

I hang up, not wanting to listen even for one more second. I need some time to think about it. She's right, I don't have much of a choice. I turned seventeen not too long ago and I don't have any family member here. At least none that I know of. I sigh defeated, once again pressing on my godmother's contact.

She picks up not even a second later, as if she knew I was gonna call her back. She doesn't say a word, waiting for me to start talking. I clear my throat after freeing my lower lip from my teeth. "How will I get there? How about my clothes and everything else in the house? My parents' funera-"

"I'll take care of everything you don't have to worry, just bring the necessary and I'll transfer some money on your account so you can pay for your plane ticket. As for the ride to my house, my boyfriend will pick you up" She spend a whole hour explaining to me how everything will go and I agree after hesitating for a while. If my mom gave Kath the role of godmother, she must trust her. So I will trust her too, anyways I don't really have a reason not to. She's been nice till now and she'll even welcome me in her house, she's taking me in. "Thank you Kath, I really appreciate it. I don't know what I would've done if I was all alone."

Days later

I prepared all my stuff, ready to fly to Korea. It took me a while to accept, but eventually I warmed up to it. It's an opportunity for me, to start over. A new life full of adventure, new environment and culture. I want to explore the world so why not start there.

Unfortunately though, I had to say goodbye to all my friends. We cried and spend the last few days together. We promised to text each other everyday and not to forget about one another. Sad thing is, my friends aren't the only ones I need to leave behind. It's hard to leave the place I grew up in, my house, my neighbourhood, my city, everything.

In a few hours, everything I ever knew will all be in the past. Only the memories will stay, the rest, all gone. So the day my parents died, I didn't only lose them, but my life too. The life they gave me. Now, I have to make a new one, by myself.

Landing in Korea

The flight was boring and quite annoying, I didn't know what to do. A baby cried for what felt like years and a couple had an argument at some point. Then the person next to me started to snore so loudly I thought the plane was crashing. I'm glad to finaly be on the ground, the loud voices of people speaking indistinctly seeming to sooth me from what I went through previously.

I sit on one of the chairs in the airport waiting for James, my godmother's boyfriend. He'll drive me to their house, apparently Kath arranged a room for me already. She doesn't have any kid, so she's looking forward to having me over.

"Y/N!!" I jump from the chair almost falling on my ass. I luckily manage to stay on my two feet and not make a fool of myself. Upon hearing a chuckle, I turn around and see an old looking dude smirking at me, maybe in his late forties. "Umm.. Hi can I help you?"

"James, I came to pick you up remember?" He asks while pointing at himself. I'm still unsure, he's looking at me weirdly. I can feel an odd vibe from him. It makes me feel uncomfortable, but I push it aside and nod before following him.

We enter his rusty jeep, the doors creaking when moving. Despite the outside looking a bit ugly, the inside is clean. The only negative point would be the smell, cigarette and..alcohol? Paying a bit more attention to the smell though, it doesn't only come from the jeep. The man next to me is even worst, it seems that he might shower rarely. Subtly, I bring my sweater paws to my nose, looking outside to distract myself.

"So, Y/N! How you holding up?" His loud and deep raspy voice makes me jump for the second time. I turn a bit a towards him not to be impolite and think before answering him. "I guess it's a bit easier then I expected. I didn't think that I'd feel any better, but after a few days it prove me wrong. But I feel bad, to already move on.."

He hums next to me, nodding his head lazily. I wait for him to add something, but the car is filled with silence. I'm relieved he doesn't speak further, not really being in the mood to have a whole conversation, especially with someone I don't know. So, slowly I turn back around towards the window. My mind drifting to the events that happened in just a few weeks, everything is so fucked up. Fortunately, Kath and James decided to help me.

About an hour past since we came out of the airport. We just entered a forrest, James informed me that it'll take a while still. He insisted that I should go to sleep and when I'll wake up, we'll be home. I ponder for some time, but eventually agree. It doesn't take long for me to fall asleep due to not being able to get much sleep in the plane.

I wake up when the car come to an halt, a man's voice coming from next to me. Curses escaping his mouth, confused I open my eyes. The events from the previous hours coming back to me, tears threatening to escape my eyes. My body shaking slightly from fear, uncontrollably.

The ride was a lot longer then what James had told me it would be and I slept, only to be woken up by a hand covering my mouth. Horrible things happened in that car and it wasn't a nightmare, no mather how much I wish it was one. He said he would tell Kath it took us some time because of the traffic and the airport. Then he threatened to kill me if I open my mouth.

I can't let him see me crying, I don't want him to have another reason to hurt me. Despite being terrified and completely drained from energy, I swallow the bill in my throat and wipe the tears from my eyes. While I'm breaking down, next to me James is whistling and turning the car off. Announcing with a loud scream to Kath that we arrived.

"Omg! Y/N! Sweetie you really are here." Kath comes out of the house shouting happily, her arms open, waiting for me to give her a hug. I rush to open the door, but a hand grabs my arm. His nails dig in my skin and I whimper, both from fear and pain. "Remember. You talk, you die."

He puts my bag in my hand, pretending to be helping me. Finally I escape the horrible vehicle and run into my godmother's arms with a heavy heart. The second she engulfs me in her warmth, sobs spill from deep within me. She cries with me but not for the same reason. She cries because she lost her sister and now I'm here. I, cry because I've lost my parents, I lost my house, my friends. Because I've been raped less then an hour ago. Because I feel completely broken and hopeless. The new life I wanted for myself, only starts with even more problems then I had before.

Next 》 Chapter 2

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[neworleansspecial]

Undermined or collateral damage, ov!ls? (I'm never decisive about.... anything.)

-🐄🐄🐄

Requests open for the Carlos Whump Bingo / Join my server //

Carlos is following orders when it happens. He always does, because he knows that disobedience will bring a worse fate than being complicit in his own humiliation. While it's certainly not the ideal, he's long since learned to accept that his coworkers and superiors don't respect him, and in fact only choose not to harm him for fear of what his father would do.

He's supposed to be safe, tucked into the squad car with their perp in the backseat, behind the bars and thick panel of the divider. The orders were so simple. "Sit in the car, don't get involved, and wait for me to come back. Keep an eye on him, I guess." Officer Mason is one of the worst when it comes to bravado and toxicity, which is probably why he's Carlos' partner. Either Mason demanded it because he loves to fuck with Carlos, or their captain thought it would keep the two of them in check to have to work with the other. Nothing's in check. Carlos is still terrified and unsafe. Mason is still aggressive and domineering.

"You busy tonight, Omega?" the perp asks, nearly pressing his face against the divider to better smell Carlos. He knows it's meant to frighten him rather than actively proposition him, so he keeps his face neutral and forces himself to think happy thoughts so his scent doesn't sour with distress. "I know a great bar downtown. I could buy you a drink."

"It would be a no even if you weren't under arrest right now, sir."

This was the wrong thing to say, because now the perp is releasing so many pheromones that Carlos can smell him through the divider and it's making him nauseous. His whole body is screaming to submit and appease, but he won't give in.

"You know, we were planning on letting you go."

"We?"

He looks up through the windshield to see Mason swaggering toward them, his gun still smoking in his hand and their witness on the ground. His blood runs cold. He scrambles to lock the doors and grabs his radio.

"363 H-20 to dispatch. Officer in distress. Backup needed immediately at-"

Mason points the gun at him through the window and raises his eyebrows. It's clear that he's giving Carlos a choice: unlock the door or he'll be shot through the unarmored glass on their beaten cruiser.

"363 H-20, come in. Backup is en route to your GPS position. What''s the situation?"

As he fumbles with the lock, he watches Mason lift his own radio to his lips. "Dispatch, this is 363 H-20. We are perfectly fine and have no need for backup. Officer Reyes is having some sort of episode. Probably the stress- you know how Omegas get. I'm going to take him home before I return to the station. Thank you for your concern."

"Officer Reyes, do you need medical attention?"

Mason slides into the passenger seat and levels his gun at Carlos. "Reassure them, Reyes."

He can smell his own distress as he tells dispatch, "No, I'm sorry. I made a mistake. I-" Carlos can't get the words out but Mason mouths the desired phrase to him. Staring down the barrel of a gun, he says, "I guess my hormones got the best of me. I shouldn't be- I sh- I shouldn't be an officer."

"363 H-20, be advised, backup is en route to secure the suspect and temporarily relieve Officer Reyes of duty. Stay where you are."

Mason takes the radio from Carlos. "I have a violent and dangerous suspect in custody with a fragile Omega here, I can't sit tight for backup. We're headed out, dispatch."

He smiles at Carlos. "I'd hate to have to kill you. Collateral damage is messy, Reyes, and it would be such a waste. Now, here's how you're gonna get us all out of here."

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