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cutedice · 1 year

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Haii idk if your asks are open but I thought I should shoot my shot your scenario are amazing btw

Can I request sabo,ace and maybe marco reacting to a love confession from reader who has been their best friend for a few years ?

((THIS WAS REALLY CUTE TO THINK ABOUT THANK YOU!!))

The S/O Confesses

Characters: Sabo, Ace

Warnings: None, Fluff!

Everything is GN!

SABO

- You were nervous. Not exactly for the plan you had made in your head, but more for how Sabo might react to it.

- There were a few key reactions you thought of right when you first started planning it. Sabo was incredibly kind, so you doubted he'd laugh at you, but he was also a tad... emotional. Crying might be a definite possibility, and rejection might lead to dramatics worse than you could imagine.

- Koala had been fantastic during the whole thing, her subtle advice and hints that he liked you too had done nothing but boost your confidence in the matter but... the lingering doubts were still around.

- There was no time for that now though, not with how fast the world was changing. You marched down the hall, confidently approaching Sabo's office before knocking on the door. When a few seconds had passed and you didn't get an answer, you knocked again, this time getting a grumble in response.

- You opened the door, finding Sabo at his desk half-asleep and very lazily trying to finish some paperwork. It was funny in a way while also being concerning.

- "Mm... Hey, (Y/N)," he greeted, yawning and sitting straight. "Sorry, sorry. I've had a long day. You need something?"

- You didn't know if now was the best time anymore, not when he was so tired. You, instead, walked over to his desk and snagged the empty mug off the top of it. He watched you walk out in confusion, and practically rejoiced as you came back in a few minutes later with a fresh cup of coffee.

- "You're my life saver, thank you," he cooed, blowing at it before he took a long drink.

- You sat yourself down in front of the desk, watching as his shoulders relaxed and he woke up just a bit. He looked happy, almost cute. He'd be cuter if his hair was clean, but he had been working hard and you loved that too. Softly, you let it slip. You let the words leave your lips.

- "I love you."

- He froze mid-drink, his eyes snapping open before he blew, coffee going everywhere.

- It was a very sudden mess, and you were quick to get up to help him resolve it, using whatever at the moment fabric was available as a towel. You grabbed the mug and wiped his face, pulling back to see if you got it all only to see he was redder than red and bug-eyed.

- "You love me?!" he exclaimed, reaching out to grab your shoulders and shaking you. "How long? Really? I love you too!" he exploded the words, talking a mile a minute and trying to piece imaginary points together.

- You would have watched if it weren't for the fact he had been shaking you the whole time, not harshly, but it was annoying enough. You reached out and put your own hand on his shoulder, telling him to calm down.

- He did, almost instantly. Tears were welded into his eyes. "(Y/N)..." he whined, pulling you into a hug. "I love you too!"

- You relaxed, patting his back and then squeezing him gently.

- You knew it. He cried.

ACE

- You genuinely weren't too surprised to have fallen in love with Ace.

- It wasn't so much that he was the type of guy to pull every person he looked at, but he was just so generally likable and charming. It was easy to be his friend, and, in your case, it was easy to fall in love.

- You weren't planning on telling him at all for fear of being turned away. More often than not, you'd see him turn someone down, maybe just someone wanting a fling or a fan of his. Occasionally it'd be someone you both knew for a while as well.

- It just wasn't highly encouraging, but there were some positives that helped push you toward attempting to confess. Like Marco mentioning something about you that Ace likes, or Izou would encourage you to just mention it.

- "You're wonderful (Y/N)! If he doesn't like you then it's his loss."

- With these added boosts, you were well on your way to a confession. Well, you would be if you could find him.

- You were currently searching around for him, but honestly you couldn't find him. Not for the life of you.

- You asked everyone too. Not a person had seen him around and you were beginning to fear that he might have snuck out on a solo mission without your knowledge, but even then he would have told someone!

- In your frustrations, you finally stormed off towards the back of the ship in one last attempt and a recheck sense you had checked there earlier.

- And there he was. Leaning on the rail, snoring.

- You walked over, looking him over before giving his shoulder a gentle shake.

- His head popped up quickly, eyes blinking open. He was dazed for a moment before he looked over. "Hey, (Y/N)!" he greeted with a smile. "Man, where'd you come from?" he asked, looking around.

- You told him you just woke him up, and he gave you a confused look.

- "What? I coulda swore I was just blinking," he trailed off before looking out at the water. "It's a pretty sunset," he said.

- There was a moment of silence, your nerves standing on edge. It was tense, at least for you, the words brimming at your throat and threatening to spill out.

- Your fate was sealed when he sent you a side glance and his smile grew just a bit more fond.

- "I love you!"

- You covered your mouth quickly. And, much to your sudden horror, watched as Ace combusted.

- The man began to fumble, opening his mouth to say something before closing it and gesturing his hands around before ultimately falling back.

- Once he had woken up again, his face was hidden in his hat. Smoke was emitting from him, It was cute, how flustered he was. Slowly he peaked out from over the brim, looking at you. "You uh... You really love me?" he asked.

- Without hesitation you nodded.

- He sighed, moving to put the hat away from his face. But, instead of putting it on his head, he put it on yours. "Well... I can't say I don't love you too, cause that'd be a lie."

- After that, you felt like you could have combusted into flames.

#sabo the revolutionary #sabo x reader #portgas d ace #ace x reader #op x reader #one piece x reader #one piece #x reader headcanons

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heartfullofleeches · 2 years

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Just went through all the sucrose asks to see my favourites and now I'm fucking scarred for life what the fuck is wrong with us people. ( The choke hold Orion, Host and The executioner have on me cannot be described by words btw)

(Sucrose is one of my favorite creations, but the worse when it comes to everything else. Once again, happy birthday and I hope you enjoy this little piece with everyone's least favorite host)

You prepare for the day's showing as usual. Host stops by your dressing room to wish you a good day with a smooch to your forehead before he's off to finish getting ready him. There's no indication that today's show will be any different than usual. Your attire was a bit flasher than normal, but not much else besides that.

A sparkly fabric cut in your preferred style of fit and color, matched with a necklace that harbors your birthstone. It fit your form perfectly, and one of the stagehands helping you get ready gives you a thumbs as you walk from behind the dressing booth.

Once finished with the preparation, you head over to the curtains that lead to the center stage. You can see light poking from them, but as you step outside the floor is dark. Every seat is empty as well. You look around confused.

"Host? Where are you.. and everyone else?"

"Right in front of you, starshine."

Suddenly, the lights flicker back on, followed by the faint pop of confetti cannons and a shower of balloons around you. The crowd roars in cheer; dozens of silhouettes now fitted with birthday hats and party horns between their lips. Two stage hands rush from behind the curtains and place a birthday sash around you along with a crown on your head.

Your face is mirrored on various screens around the stage. In front of you, there's a large cake almost for times your size. The top three layers splatter onto the floor as Host bursts from a compartment in its center. He wears a polka dot suit the same color as the party hat he wears; welding a smaller, but equally if not more appealing birthday cake. He strolls up to you as the candles atop it burst with small flames.

"Happy Birthday, sweetheart! I'm almost 98% sure that it is today because I honestly don't know shit about how your concept of time works, but I've been trying my best to keep track. We're all so happy to have you here. The show, and I, wouldn't be work a damn without you. And that's a fact. I know cake is normally saved for last, but we like to live to the fullest here so blow out this candles and let's get this show on the road."

You blow them out, everyone cheering as you do. Host leans in, covering his hand with his mouth as he whispers. "Word of advice. Don't eat any of the larger one. I tried to make it myself, and well, let's just say there were a few casualties in the tasting portion."

He stands up straight, pointing to the crowd. "You can thank Leonard over these for the decorations.. and making the edible one."

The shadow in question waves at you, wearing an apron around its neck. Host wraps an arm over you, squeezing you gently in a hug.

"It really has been such a treat to be with you. We hope this little celebration is enough to show you just how much you mean to us, and that you'll stick around for whatever else is to come. Things wouldn't be the same without you."

Host pats your shoulder as he let's you go. "Let's continue with the festivities, shall we? I did some research and put together some things I thought you might enjoy. I hope you like your outfit too. I heard of a little thing called a birthday suit, but wasn't able to find out much about it. Maybe you can tell me what it is.. for future reference."

#Host my oc #yandere #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere insert #yandere headcanons #male yandere #yandere scenarios #soft yandere #yandere fluff #yandere drabble #yandere fic #yandere writing #yandere god

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borderlinebox · 1 year

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hear me out: a karube x reader where it’s based after the games are over and arisu goes back to the real world (maybe reader wasn’t in the borderlands??) and he gives reader an engagement ring from karube? lots of angst PLS

Ring

› pairing ; karube x reader, platonic arisu x reader | warning ; angst, karube's death, not proofread!, a bit short, cliche and cheesy 💀, closure, reading being at peace at the end | a/n ; when i saw this req i shed a single tear and internally sobbed when writing this. not a valentine rq btw!

feedback is always appreciated!!!

"Arisu," Karube pleaded with a choked, wet chuckle, tears welled up in his eyes. It wasn't much too visible due to the darkness within the botany room as leaves of beautiful and elegant plants stretched up and over - not enough to cover up the dark and ugly truth of reality when someone weeps and falls. How did it all end up here?

It all happened so fast. Just a few hours ago, he held a black box in his dominant palm, sitting in the bar of which he used to run. He had been reminiscing moments with you when he held it and daydreaming of the things you'd do together once he got out of here.

And all for this to happen?

His glassy eyes glanced over the plants before. He would never admit how terrified he was. Truth be told, everyone was terrified.

Karube gripped the cold ring in his hand, thumb rubbing against the welded cut. He promised himself he wouldn't cry in these stupid games. But the things he'd do for you, was it enough?

"When your sorry ass gets back home, give this to n/n." He mumbles out to the microphone of his headphones with a small and weak nod. He couldn't bare himself to let his friend see his walls fall apart. Arisu knew how much Karube loved you, truly. Him and Chota would tease him endlessly. Oh, the memories.

"Karube, you-"

"Tell her I love her."

"You tell her yourself you dick!" Arisu cried out at him, his gray hoodie swinging as he shakes in pain of realizing that his friends weren't gonna take no for an answer, that he was going to lose them. He was starting to lose hope.

Arisu kept running, searching for his friends. For anybody. But all he could see was green plants, teasing him. He continuously screamed for them, begging and pleading.

"Arisu, live on for us." Chota smiled through his tears.

As the countdown was getting closer to zero, the more Arisu panicked. Then he saw a glimpse of Karube's figure, immediately turning towards him. "KARUBE!!"

"Arisu, Thank you."

—

After being kept in the hospital for a few months, Arisu was able to return home. He had suffered through the deaths of his best friends; Karube and Chota. However he knew that someone else was in pain too.

You and Arisu were good friends, not as close as he was with Karube, but you both knew about each other. He had been comforting you through your tragic loss.

When you first received the news, the first few days were consisted of you isolating yourself for a while - blocking out family or relatives who came by to check. Until you were called to the hospital upon a patient's request. Snoon you went to the hospital to check on Arisu. Then the next weeks were you checking up on him.

"Y/N," Arisu started. Both of you sat alone in Karube's bar, sharing stories with one another. "There's something.. I thought I should show you."

Your weak eyes scanned the floor for a while then meeting your friend's eyes. He smiled at you sadly before getting up and behind the bar counter while you watched his every move, wondering what he would show you.

Arisu reached up to the drawers above the counters were old kinds of beers lay out and about. "There we go," He grunted and jumped down holding something of a box, you weren't sure since the lights were dim like it always was.

He jumped over the wooden counter once more and hid the box between his two hands before looking back at you with another weak smile. He chuckled sadly before looking up at the ceiling.

"Karube.. He.." Arisu muttered out. "Something tells me.. he wanted me to give this to you."

The boy's arm extended and handed you the small black box.

Your eyes had saddened when you heard Karube's name. Your eyes trailed down to the box and you couldn't help but imagine what it was about, you had an idea but that made your heart sink deeper into your stomach.

Shaky hands accepted the box that was given. You hesitated to open the box as you glanced back at Arisu who encouraged you.

When you opened the box, your heart wouldn't expect at least half the pain that you were going through. Half of you already knew what it was but that didn't mean it would hurt any less.

There sat the cleanly placed engagement ring, left there untouched, as if waiting for the perfect moment for somebody else to present the ring.

Tears pricked your eyes as you fumbled with the box, not even allowing yourself to touch the ring that was inevitably meant to be yours. You couldn't bring yourself to take a look at it any further.

"He.. He would want me to tell you that he loves you, y/n." Arisu's voice was subtle and soft and yet it was able to penetrate through the atmosphere's tension. He hadn't spent way too much time to you but both of you lost Karube and that was enough for him to sympathize with your pain. "I'm sure of it."

You quietly sobbed in your arms, hands raising the box, trying to push it away but it was still valuable to you. One of your hands took the box fully as you ran the other through your hair while you sniffed.

"I.. I just - It's like I never got to say goodbye." You looked at Arisu with a weak smile, facing the ring once again.

"I'm sure he'd want you to keep the ring too, but he wants you to accept it and everything, okay?" It was Arisu's time to look away and stare at the floor, like he was feeling or remembering something of sorts. "Karube wanted me to live on with my life, he'd want you to do it too."

"That sounds easier said than done." You chuckle wetly, wiping your tears.

"I'll help you through." Arisu promised, placing his hand on your back. He began to rub his hand against the plane of your back in sympathy, letting you know that he's there if you ever needed the help of which he offered.

You smiled at him once again.

This time, your fingers dance around the ring's enclosure before taking it from where it laid. You placed down the box beside you and examined the ring. With much hesitation, you inserted the ring to your ring finger and it looked perfect around it. A bittersweet grin came to your face, happy with the ring and yet still in pain.

You hadn't even realized that Arisu had brought you close, pulling you against him as he continued to rub your back and hug.

Despite all of the feelings and the hurt you were going through, you were happy that you knew that someone would be by your side, guiding you through.

And like something of a sense of feeling, you felt like he was there happy for you.

#aib #alice in borderland #alice in borderland x reader #aib x reader #x reader #box writes #karube x reader #karube #daikichi karube #angst #aib angst #karube daikichi

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mx-mongoose · 1 year

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God I really wish i could rp like a portal and Infinity Train crossover thing. I would make a server but A: I don’t know if the audience is out there and B: I feel like I don’t know enough about the lore to make a coherent plot by myself (i know Portal’s story to a T, just I don’t know ANYTHING about Half Life. Which i feel like is important since The Train is in some sorta alternate earth and I know Half Life’s whole plot revolves around different planets and dimensions i think)

Btw hey! My name is Goose (he/they)

Boundaries:

- Proshippers stay the hell away

- But other then that i’m cool with most ships (Portal and Infinity Train)

- i’m sixteen, so please don’t bring up anything sexual

- please don’t vent this is supposed to be fun

- you have to be 15+ and below 25

- Please tell me your triggers beforehand so we can rp safe!

- As well as your comforts!

- I’m iffy with OCs, so please don’t take it personally

- I play Tulip, she’s a BIG comfort character for me but because of that you can be literally anyone (Infinity Train and Portal characters). Chell, Wheatley, Glados, Jesse, Lake, Grace, Simon, Ryan, Min, etc, the whole buffet of characters is yours as long as I write for Tulip.

- I prefer discord! (MxMongoose#4163)

—

Reference so you know my writing style (not indicative of rp)

The snowflakes fell on Tulip’s warm skin, bolting her awake from what felt like a deep sleep. The sort of sleep where you don’t feel well rested in any sort of way but as if you blacked out suddenly. All she remembered was a train screaming to a halt in the middle of the woods, a light from the entrance beckoning her over and then felt something grab her through the doorway. But that was it really. It felt distant, like a bad dream.

She sat herself up, swaying her head from left to right in a baffled state.

“Did I just hallucinate a train station?” Tulip blurted out, scratching the back of her neck.

“Well that’s… boring,” She said it as more of a confused conclusion rather then a statement. She can’t dwell on it for to long after all, she has to keep moving.

She got to her feet and brushed the lightly piled snow off her clothes, a scowl laced on her face.

“‘Oh Tulip we missed you at game design camp’. Oh i’m sorry, I decided to fall asleep in the middle of a field and dream of OUTDATED MODES OF TRANSPORTATION!” She threw her hands up in the air in exasperation, kicking up the snow like it was dirt and trudging along with a grunt.

She subconsciously ignored the distinct scent of wood and animals missing from her surroundings. As well as the abundance of trees being absent for that matter even though she was just in the woods a second ago.

On her path, there were four snowmen. Snowmen who Tulip suddenly deemed as her worst enemies apparently.

She flipped one’s cowboy hat off to the side, the other’s she slapped the round framed purple lensed glasses off completely, and the other had a full space helmet on in which Tulip had to take in for a minute. Who would put that much effort into a snowman? Considering the helmet didn’t look like a toy. A replica maybe?

“What the…” Tulip mumbled, proceeding to tap the helmet belonging to the dopily citrus eyed snowman.

“Hello there!” An english voice chirped.

Tulip nearly broke her neck when she swung it near where the noise was coming from, her soul made itself known through her throat by bellowing a scream.

"Don't be alarmed! Calm down, calm down!" The ball exclaimed anxiously. "I'm not going to hurt you, little child!"

What she saw was a robot... ball ...thing??? The ball was made out of a smooth metal with darker patches welded onto them from presumable damage; it had two symentric handles on its vetrical sides, and the most noticable aspect of it was its lens. Its lens was pillowed between layers of metal encasing, shining a bright aquamarine blue and staring at Tulip as if it were its eye. Wide and shaken.

"Wha- I'm not a little child?!" Tulip snapped, cringing.

"Oh yeah, I guess you are bigger then me! Kids are getting taller by the day I swear, granted I haven't seen one before but from what I know they are typically pretty small,"

Suddenly on impulse, she went to hold the ball but as soon as Tulip lifted it off the snowman perch the robot gave yet another yelp of a scream before quickly simmering down as it processed.

"AHHHHhhhhh..?... Huh... Oh god, whoever put me on this snow clump said if I ever disengaged from it I would die! I don't even know why they even said that to be honest with you,”

"Uh," was all Tulip could say from that response, staring at the ball as if it grew a second head.

"Oh right, the question! I am not a toy, a nasty generalization of small robots really, so do better on that one, mate,"

"Well, what are you then?" Tulip asked,

"Well uh... I know i'm some metal ball thing, but that's about it. Don't really have any recollation about anything from before this, so your guess is as good as mine! Just don't guess that i'm a toy, because-"

"Ugh, I don't have time for this," Tulip groaned before tossing the robot aside and moving along.

"Wait, where are you going?! Don't leave me here!" It called, panic apparent.

"Well if you wanna come so bad, why don't you follow me?" Tulip snapped, cocking her head back.

"I can't move, not really the rolling type of ball apparently. Hm... Hey, what about you hold me?" It offered.

#infinity train #portal #portal 2 #infinity train rp #portal 2 rp #portal rp #discord rp #rp call

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cosmo-production · 3 days

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Gadget the wolf aka the rookie headcanons! how did he become one my favetie sonic characters I don't know

(btw if your confused hes like the placeholder in posters in stuff for the avatar/the rookie in forces)

(any pronouns because there an avatar but in this instance I'm gonna use he/they)

there an introvert for the most part with a lot internal monologue going on but is always willing to infodump on that monologue if you ask

they do little be of everything on there downtime, they were mostly coasting along not sure what they wanted to do before joining the resistance so now he focuses his time on that kind of stuff

when it comes to the rest of the resistance, he's a bit of a copycat due to hero worship or this case copy-wolf. its one his main ways of adapting to new situations so he's picked up a few habits from sonic and friends

Habits like copying Shadow's or Omega's voice when he wants to be the bad cop, sonic's quips when he is confident, tails' pacing when he thinks, and trying to weld the cube hammer like how Amy would use the piko piko hammer to mixed results, even tried summoning it with anger alone like amy did in sonic x, amy just put it in his hand and told Eggman to play dumb

that fang sticking out is a baby fang that hasn't fallen out yet for some reason, everyone finds it charming but do tease him about it sometimes

their eyesight is pretty bad without their glasses but the wolf nighttime vision that wolves have been kept in tack

After forces, they have been freelancing, so to speak. Sometimes they are out there helping out, but sometimes they come back to the resistance to join on some missions. However, they are usually not on the same threat level as typical Sonic adventures. He helps with smaller crimes so Team Sonic can focus on Eggman. Anything like stopping a bank heist, busting gangs, or just chao stuck in a tree, he's your guy!

He becomes a bit of a workaholic; it is a way of dealing with the effects the war had on his mental state, and heaven forbid, infinites around because that triggers a lot of repressed emotions like a time bomb! Infinite is confused and kind of impressed by how this little guy suddenly went berserker on him.

#gadget the wolf #Infinite the jackal mention #sonic the hedgehog #sonic forces #sonic forces avatar #sonic #sonic headcanons #ask me about my headcanons

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junjosekaimangalover · 4 years

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Steven Universe X Female! Shy! Reader - A Flower In Mid Bloom - * Requested By Kera *

Anime/Cartoon/Disney/Nickelodeon Oneshots and Imagines:

Cartoon Network X Reader

Steven Universe Future X Reader

Steven Universe X Female! Shy! Reader - A Flower In Mid Bloom - * Requested By Kera * ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author's Note: Hello Kera! Here is your oneshot that you requested and I hope that you like it.

I feel like this isn't one of best and I'm sorry it's shorter than my usual oneshot but I have been in a block lately but I will try to power through it and make good on my requests. This oneshot takes place in the new Steven Universe Future series.

BTW: I don't own the wonderful Cartoon Network series Steven Universe/Future nor do I own any of the characters from the franchise. I only own my writing skills. Please enjoy~! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Flashback: Steven's POV: ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- " Kera!!! " I ran towards the love of my life and hugged her from behind.

" AH! S-Steven? " She blushed lightly.

" How are you doing today? " I asked her, smiling brightly.

" Oh I'm doing just fine Steven, I was just sewing something. You seem to be in a good mood today. " She replied back also smiling and hugging my arms around her.

" Well heck yeah I am, you're here with me aren't you. I don't get to see you as often as I would like to because you're always so busy making things. What are you making anyways? " I asked her.

" I'm making a surprise for you actually. "

" Wow! Really!? " I said as stars appeared in my eyes, Kera chuckled a little.

" Yep, I made you your very own.....Ice Cream Cat Sandwich Pillow! " Kera shouted and handed me my very own Cat pillow that she made with her own two bare hands.

" Oh wow! It's so.....wow, I'm speechless Kera thank you so much! " I said as I hugged the Cat Pillow tightly.

" Of course, anything to see you smile like that Steven. " She smiled with her rosy red cheeks and I felt myself blush a little. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Now in the bathroom: Steven's POV: ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- " I just don't know what's happening anymore, what do I do? How do I stop this power from taking over? " I asked her/myself.

" You don't stop it, you embrace it Steven. " She replied back softly.

" W-what? "

" You don't stop yourself from experiencing it Steven......you need to embrace it so you can leave it behind sooner. "

" I don't want to talk about it and I don't even want to think about it! " I shouted through the door at her.

" Then let's not talk, how about we just take a nice walk and enjoy the outdoors. The more we take your mind off on all of this the better. " She replied sweetly.

" .....Really? "

" Really, we won't say a word. We will just walk until you feel like you wanna come back here. "

" You're the first one who says that I don't have to talk about it. " I sighed in relaxation.

" Talking about certain things won't always get the outcome people expect, sometime it's just best to distance ourselves from it for a while. " I looked up to the ceiling and slowly stood up. I placed my hand on the doorknob and gently twisted it open. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Your POV: ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I placed my hand against the door and whispered my gentle words to Steven to try and comfort him in his time of need, his powers were going haywire and he needed his loved ones now more than ever.

" You're the first one who says that I don't have to talk about it. " I felt Steven sighed in relaxation through the door.

" Talking about certain things won't always get the outcome people expect, sometime it's just best to distance ourselves from it for a while. " I looked up to the ceiling and slowly let out a sigh. I then heard the doorknob jiggle open and I faced the other side of the door and saw Steven coming out.

" Kera? "

" I'm here Steven, I'm always here for you. " I replied while taking his hands into my own with a concerned look plastered on my face.

" I know Kera, I know. "

" So, you ready for that walk? " I asked sheepishly.

" We don't have to talk about any of it? " He asked me nervously.

" Absolutely none unless you're ready to. " I smiled.

" Okay good. " Steven relaxed a little. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Some time later: Still Your POV: ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Steven and I walked down the sandy beach of Beach City, I was gazing over to the beautiful blue sparkling sea and I felt my hand being pulled and intertwined with Steven's. I whipped my head over to Steven's direction.

" Hey, you doing alright Steven? " I asked gently.

" Y-Yeah Kera, I'm fine. I just felt like holding your hand for you know.....comfort reasons. " Steven blushed a little.

" That's fine Steven. " I smiled at him.

" Hey uh Kera? "

" Yes Steven? "

" I was wondering if I could ask you something, something very important. " Steven couldn't meet my gaze and I was puzzled at the reason why.

" Of course, you can ask me anything. " I reassured him.

" Well I was wondering if we were you know......Official? Relationship-wise? "

" Well I would like to think so, yes. What about you Steven? "

" I think we are too so I was wondering if um.... "

" Yes? "

" I was wondering if we could make our relationship a bit more than what we are now. Kera, would you please be willing to be my other half and spend the rest of our lives with me. " Steven grabbed my other hand and pulled me in close to him and I blushed furiously.

" Oh Steven, I don't know how to react to this. " My mind was completely blank, I couldn't feel anything but happiness weld up inside my heart. My eyes felt like they wanted to drown themselves in tears that was beginning to build up.

" Please don't tell me that you're going to say no to me. I don't think I could take that. " Steven started to panic and began to to hug my body tightly.

" Oh no Steven honey, that's not it at all. I'm just speechless because I'm happy and by the way, yes. "

" Yes you will be with me? " Steven asked me.

" Of course I will be, how could I turn an offer like this from you down. "

" Oh Kera! Thank you. " I wrapped my arms around Steven's neck and kissed Steven blissfully.

As I kissed Steven over and over I felt him snake his arms up against my waist and into my hair. Steven ran his long fingers through my luscious ( H/C___ ) locks thus causing me to moan softly. My heart was beating hard and my face was as red as it could get.

We both then pulled away from our heated kiss so that we could breathe, I looked at Steven with a dazed look in my eyes and Steven with a Starry look in his eyes gazing at me. I breathed out deeply and rubbed my head a little to get my vision back into focus.

Steven lifted up my left hand and placed a beautiful Rose Quartz like gemstone ring on my ring finger. I gasped on how beautiful the ring was, I looked more closely into the gem and I saw my reflection alongside Steven's inside of it. I felt the tears from my eyes finally fall onto my cheeks and onto the ground.

" Kera, are you alright? " Steven asked me.

" Oh yes, I'm fine. I'm just so happy. "

" Well, I'm glad to know that I will be making you feel this way for the rest of our lives. " Steven kissed my tears that were falling and suddenly a rose formed out of nowhere.

" Oh, what's this? " I asked.

" Oh this happens when I kiss something or someone, a rose either pops up or something heals when broken. Here you go though. " Steven handed me the rose.

" Oh it's beautiful Steven, thanks. " I took the rose and placed it onto the strap line of my dress.

" Not as beautiful as your love for me though. "

" Yes, I love you so much Steven. "

" I love you more Kera. " Steven kissed me light and afterwards we began to walk back to Steven's home. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well here you go Kera, I hope I did you proud on this requested oneshot you wanted.

This fiction so please don’t steal it or I will report you.

#steven universe #steven x reader #fanfiction

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imma-new-soul · 4 years

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From the ground up

Summary: Bucky x Reader Odinson (Thors Daughter). After Asgard was destroyed you and your surviving Asgardians travel to Earth to start new lives. With help from Stark Industries and some Avengers your able to build a new home and also new relationships.

Warning: probably bad spelling

Not in the mood to proof read so enjoy the shit show of my horrible English skills

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It's been hard for you and your people, ruling over a broken kindom, when you were the most broken of them all. You were a princess with no kingdom, nor castle and half of your people dead and gone. After Asgard was destroyed and your father Thor left you to lead the remaineding Asgardians to Earth, life has been hard.

Trying to pick up the pieces and rising from the ashes felt like something only talked about in old wivestales and wildly exaggerated for motivational speeches. You found a empty field and thought it would be good change for them. The fields were you and your people settled was beautiful and had plenty of resources but it didn't feel like home, not to you, and not to anyone else.

Luckily your not alone and after the beautiful quite fields started to fill with small town houses and little stores you got word that Tony Stark would send some of his best men to help improve New Asgard and build bigger and better homes.

As soon as the sun rose you where up to greet Tony and his employees as his huge aircraft lands, his roaring engines sweeping wind across the whole town. The doors to the large craft open, slamming on the soft green grass. from the entrance you can see three silhouettes walk towards you and into the sunlight.

Tony stood infront of you Steve Roger's and Bucky Barnes standing beside him. You fling your arms around Tony thanking him profusely for offering to help you. Looking up from his shoulder you nob and smile at the two men you were very familiar with. In that moment the aircraft empyed and out poured atleast a hundred Stark employees with tools and large metals for building.

The rest of the day consisted of the workers moving the equipment and building materials off of the aircraft and setting up stations to start their projects for the morning. Days at New Asgard were beautiful the sun shined bright and hot while cool breezes ran through it mixing with the fresh ocean air. But the mornings are a bit colder and dew formed on the windows of the homes and on the grass in the fields blanketing the place with small drops.

It was 6am and Starks employees were already up working on the construction of the town. Tony, Bucky, and Steve agreed on staying and helping you rebuild your house. You were woken up by the sound of hammering and welding going on in what use to be your livingroom. You sprung out of your bed and headed to your bathroom. After putting on your clothes you walked towards the kitchen to make a few cups of coffee for your guests.

Yes Asgard was known for having the best beer in all of the galaxy but what you enjoyed most about Asgard was its coffee. It was the finest coffee you have ever tasted. The smell of the beans as they crush brang joy and so many happy memories to you. You didn't bring much from your old home but you knew you needed to bring plenty of bags of your rich luscious coffee beans.

You brewed four cups, you and Steve liked your coffees with cream and sugar, Tony and Bucky liked theirs plain and black. Placing the cups on a tray you head to your friends, handing Tony his cup and then Steve as they thanked you. You look around but cant find Bucky anywhere. Standing with the tray that still had cups that's steam rolled off of the hot liquid you asked.

"Wheres Bucky?" confused and disappointed from not spotting him right away. (Since you meet Bucky you've had the biggest crush on him. You loved his sparkly blue eyes and how his dark black hair fell perfectly in place and never needed tending to.)

" Hes outside, He started earlier then we did so hes taking a break in the back" Steve says while pointing to theback door.

You smile at Steve and head outside seeing Bucky right away. He was sitting at the edge of the cliff that your house sat upon, staring at the waves crash on the rocks below. You cleared your throat making sure not to sneak up on him and startle him. Not that you could startle him I mean he was genetically engineered super Assassin but you made yourself known anyway. He turned his head and a small smile formed on his soft lips. You placed the tray with the two cups beside him as you joined him on the edge of the cliff.

You hadn't known Bucky as long as you've known Steve and Tony but you'd like to consider him a close friend more then an acquaintance for sure, but you wanted to be more then friends much more then friends with this handsome man you sat inches away from. You two watched the waves in silence for a few seconds.

"Its beautiful" you say, turning your head to look at Bucky

"Its like nothing I've ever seen before. I like it better then the old Asgard" He says still looking out to the clear blue water.

You cant help but think of the stunning city you once called home. You spent your childhood in your beautiful castle that towered above the rest of the houses. You missed it so much it hurt, you shook your head and changed the subject

" I made you coffee i think you should drink it before it gets cold, Asgardian coffee is best when it's still hot". You say while handing him the cup.

He turns his body to face you breaking the trance he was in, nods and grabs the warm cup by its handle. He looked up, eyes shooting through you as he smiled again, this time your heart sunk to your stomach as his hand grazed your for a second while he reached for the coffee. You were stuck and couldn't move for some reason he had a hold on you that you couldn't break. It was those beautiful eyes you got lost in, they were like deep pools pulling you in and all you could do was stare. You snapped out of it when you felt a cool breeze brush against your cheek.

You and Bucky finished your coffee after a few minutes of small talk. He loved how nice and easy it was to talk to you, it was almost effortless. He was telling you about the ride over here and how excited he was to see you after not needing able to visit you for months. Your cheeks were hurting for smiling so much and you didn't want the conversation to end. But reality creeped in and Bucky stood up placing his empty cup back on its tray.

"Well I better get back to helping the guys, Stark made a schedule for us and unfortunately I have to go give Steve a break. Thank you so much for the coffee y/n I really enjoyed talking to you".

"You're welcome" you say as he walks in your house already picking up some tools that laid on the table amongst the mess that was your livingroom.

Construction went on for weeks and everyday you'd have the same routine to bring coffee to everyone working on your house. You and Bucky grew closer, having small and meaningful talks that got longer and longer day by day. He enjoyed spending time with you and the talks and You were starting to fall hard for Bucky.

This morning Bucky was already awake and in the kitchen cooking breakfast. Filling the house with the delicious smell of banana pancakes and warm maple syrup. You walk in the kitchen fresh out of your slumber the smell of the delico]us breakfast drawing you to the kitchen. You look around to see only you and Bucky in your house.

"Hey Bucky, Where is everyone" you say as you walked lazily through the kitchen.

"They left on a mission later last night, I told them I'd stay and keep you some company, I doubt they need me for this one". Bucky explained and you bite down on your cheek trying to contain the smile that was forming on your lips.

What Bucky didn't tell you was that he'd suggested to Steve and Tony earlier that they should go back to New York to pick up some more materials for building up the rest of the town. They both knew that he just wanted to be alone with you because construction in town was nearly finished but they didn't protest and did as he said leaving promptly last night.

"Well well well looks like your stuck with me". You joke grinning and nudging him with your hip.

He let's out the cutest laugh you've ever heard and your heart swells just by the sound of his pure happiness. The two of you eat your pancakes outside since it's such a beautiful warm day and you don't want to be stuck inside all morning.

"So what do you want to do today Bucky Boi?" You say. his brows scrunch together forming a confused look.

"I.. I didn't have anything planned, I was just gonna hang with you since most of Starks employees have gone back to New York with Tony and Steve". Bucky says

"Well it's your day off that means we have to do something fun, I have a great idea I'll clean the dishes from breakfast while you go change into some shorts you say". You shout in excitement ready for the fun and (romantic) day you had planned for the two of you.

Without questioning Bucky jumped to his feet and went inside to change into his shorts while you finished up the dishes and changed into a cute black sun dress with sleeves that sat off your shoulders and sunflowers all over. You packed a bag full of nessesatys and headed out the door were Bucky waited for you in a plain black t-shirt, white shorts (that made his butt look fantastic btw) and some all black sneakers. You couldn't stop but to stare at him from behind before he turned around. You two smiled at each other unaware that both of your hearts were thumping hard in your chests from the sight that was infront of you.

You came closer to him locking your door behind you and you both walk out into the fields and down the hills that stood between you and the rest of the town. After 20mins of walking you stop infront of a majestic crystal clear lake. Without even informing Bucky you ripped your dress off and tossed down your shoes leaving them in the hot grass.

You wore an all white bathing suit matching Buckys that wasn't to showy but you felt so good in it because it was your best one. Bucky stood frozen in shock watching you test the water with your foot and then dive right in. Your head came out of the water just in time to watch Bucky strip from his shirt and shoes just as you did early. You watched as his tight muscles pressed against his bare skin and how the water reflected in his eyes making them impossibly more blue.

Without hesitation Bucky jumped right in water slashing you in the face. The two of you swam around for hours, You were having the time of your life laughing uncontrollably. You had swimming contests and dunked each other, and even played a little Marco Polo.

It got dark pretty soon but you and Bucky were enjoying yourselves to much to care. You looked up at the sky and watched how it lit up with hundreds of little shinning stars making the scene even more beautiful and even more romantic. You look back at Bucky only to find him staring at you already. You didn't know if it was the moonlight or Buckys heat radiating off of him but your body felt like it was on fire.

You stared into each others eyes feeling like the moon was drawing you closer and closer to Bucky till you can feel his breath on your face and almost hear his heart beat. It was a perfect moment with the man you've loved for a while now. Your breath hitched as he places his hand on your cheek caressing your face with his thumb.

"I have to admit something princess" Bucky says softly

Your mind Is clouded with confusion, and lust

Bucky speaks again "I came here to help a friend but I think... NO! .. I know I've fallen for you, I'm completely and utterly in love with you".

Your heart went from pounding in your chest to completely stopping. Even though you hoped for it, You didn't think he felt the same about you. Without thinking you bring your arms up around his neck. One hand tangled in his hair and the other holding his neck pulling him closer so that your lips FINALLY meet. After weeks of imagining what it would be like the reality of kissing Bucky Barnes was way better then your expectations. He kissed you with passion and love, you felt it radiating out of his body. You stop to take a few deep breaths placing your forehead on his.

"I love you too James Buchanan Barnes" you said with a smirk and you two laughed ducking down for another long passionate kiss.

After that you and Bucky get out of the water drying off and headed back to your house. The night was filled with cuddling, joking, and Lots and LOTS of kissing.

After a few more weeks of construction during which Bucky had asked you to be his girlfriend and of course you said yes. The last day of renovations was tomorrow and soon Bucky, Steve, and Tony will be leaving back to New York and who know when you'll ever get to see Bucky again. So that night you held Bucky closer then usual never wanting to let go, you barely slept while Bucky snored lightly beside you. And with much dread morning came too soon.

You peeled from your bed noticing you were alone, you reached out and touched the spot where Bucky was laying and it was cold, meaning he woke much earlier then you have. Sadness weighed you down and you didn't even want to leave the bed but you did because you needed to find Bucky before he leaves and tell him goodbye.

You walk out to the front of your house to see most of everything already on the aircraft and see Bucky bringing the last of it In. Your heart is so heavy tears start to swell in your eyes knowing that this might be the end. After everything is all loaded up Tony, Steve, and Bucky walk up to you to say their goodbye. You couldn't help but sob, you hated goodbyes you hated it so much.

The two men walk away leaving only you and Bucky in the front of your doorway. Already crying hysterically you hug Bucky as tight as you can not noticing the aircraft's engines turning on and flying off. That same gust of wind flee through your clothes and you pushed off of Bucky in shock.

"They left, why aren't you on there with them?" You say in a panic

"Haha well well well looks like your stuck with me" bucky says

"What do you mean" you respond back

"I'm staying with you princess, I couldn't leave you" bucky says smiling from ear to ear

You continue crying this time tears of joy. You hold him tight and never let him go.

Hed make a fine king you thought to yourself

#marvel #tony stark #captain america #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #bucky fic #bucky x y/n #Thor #marvel fanfiction #marvel fanfic #the winter soilder #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes au #sebastian stan #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky x you

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themonkeycabal · 5 years

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In between the surprise garage renovation and the now surprise front yard renovation, I’ve been strangely inspired to add a little to the darcy age-regression fic. (btw, they only had to rip out one and a half walls and not tear apart my bathroom! yay!)

"How are you, Tony?"

"Great, how are you? Coffee? Tea? There's some sort of blueberry, açaí cold-pressed juice thing there. It's pretty good."

Steve glanced over at where Tony was gesturing, a collection of pitchers on the counter, but he just smiled a little and shook his head. "No, I'm fine."

"You sure? Kale smoothy? Surprisingly not kale-tasting."

"Thirsty this morning?"

Tony shrugged and turned back to the Iron Patriot armor, working on the body. Steve couldn't make out what he was doing to it, but it involved a lot of cussing.

"Where's Darcy?"

"With Rhodey. It's his turn to try and keep her from disaster."

"And how are you dealing with all this?"

"Great."

"Tony."

"What? What do you want me to say? Darcy's five, I don't know why, I've got everybody I know working on it, and there you go."

"She's a handful."

"Yeah."

"You missed this the first time, didn't you?"

"I don't need that judgmental shit from you, Cap."

"No, no, that's not —" He ran a hand over his face and leaned against the desk. "That's not what I meant, Tony. She's a character at any age, huh? But five's kind of fun. Her cardboard 'plane', did you see it? Kinda looks like a B-29, except how the nose opens."

"I saw. She's got a weird fascination with bombers and cargo planes. I'll never understand how I couldn't get her to go into aerospace engineering. And believe me, I tried." He tapped his wrench on the table for a second then offered a little, self-effacing smile. "I was making circuitboards at that age. I like her creativity better."

"How old was she when you met? Ten, right?"

"Nine. She was nine."

"Probably too old for making planes out of boxes, huh?"

"She built forts in my workshop. Secret lairs. Shoulda known. Figures she and Howard would click."

"She reminds me of him. Of the Howard I knew, I mean." Steve paused, trying to find a way to explain it, a way that wouldn't put Tony's back up. Darcy was a lot like Tony, more like Tony than Howard, really. But, there was something wound tight and sharp in Tony that Howard and Darcy didn't have.

"Drives her nuts when you say that," Tony grunted, getting back to work on the suit. "Or, I guess, it did. Maybe it doesn't anymore since she met him."

"I don't know. We haven't really talked about it. Everything's been kind of a lot lately."

"Seems like it," his voice was flat and tense.

Whatever Steve was going to say next — and he wasn't sure — was interrupted by a high pitched sound, like a distant alarm, drifting down the hall. Steve's brows drew down as he tried to place the sound; it wasn't loud enough to be an emergency alert of any sort. But, it was growing louder. Almost like the alarm had feet and was approaching rapidly.

"CRUSSSSS-TAAAAAA-CIIAAAANNNNNSSS! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" Darcy darted past the door, her voice fading as she went.

"Huh," Steve said.

Tony sucked in his cheeks, trying to hold back a laugh. "Friday, lock down this floor. Don't let Darcy escape."

"Yes, Mr. Stark."

Steve cleared his throat. "I guess maybe—"

Rhodey skidded to a halt, looking at the option of two corridors leading off from Tony's work area. "Which way?"

Tony lifted and arm and pointed and Rhodey was off again.

Curious, Steve stayed where he was, waiting to see what, if anything, would happen next. Tony resumed his work, the clink of metal on metal and the soft hiss of an acetylene torch marking his unnatural silence. He was worried, Steve got it. They all were. Though, Darcy seemed to be incredibly unruffled. After the first couple of days of quiet disorientation, she'd come out of it to be talkative, active, and generally Up To Something at all times.

"THEY WILL EAT OUR FACES!"

Rhodey came back, Darcy slung over his shoulder. "We're in a skyscraper, they can't get to us."

She squirmed around on Rhodey's shoulder until she was able to get herself up right and slid down more securely in his arms. She took his face in her little hands and stared at him seriously. "The Lobsters in-fil-trate," she pronounced the word carefully. Steve wondered where she picked it up, "and eat our faces. We have to attack!"

Rhodey smiled then looked at Tony and Steve, his eyes weary. "Well, I better go do recon then, I'll see where they are. Gotta know the lay of the land, little bug. How about if you hang out with your dad for a while."

That caught Darcy's attention and she pulled back from Rhodey, pushing at his arms until he set her down. Then she scampered towards her father, but hovered a safe distance from the bench. "Daddy! I need a canon!"

Rhodey held up his hands, like it wasn't his fault the tiny terror was on a warpath against a mysterious lobster horde, then he pointed down the hall and mouthed. "I've got to go."

Tony waved his friend off and told his daughter, "No."

"Yes! And nuggets!"

"Nuggets of what?"

She gave him a steady look, like that was possibly the stupidest thing she'd ever heard. "Chicken! From Bu'Donals!"

"McDonalds and no."

"MAAAAAC Donalds and yes!"

Five-year old Darcy spoke almost entirely in exclamation points. Loud exclamation points.

Tony set down his torch, crossed his arms, and leaned a hip against his bench. "Kiddo, it's 9:30 in the morning."

"So?"

"So, it's not lunch time."

She stared back at him for a long moment, then glanced over at Steve and seemed to be evaluating him for something. Steve tried not to shift his feet uncomfortably; she was a small child, after all, and he was a grown man. But, the Darcy he knew was still somewhere behind those eyes, he could feel it, and it was weird as hell.

After a second, she shook her head, clearly finding them both wanting, and then her lips perked up and an eyebrow rose and she turn and ran out of the room. "HAAWWWWWKEYEEEE!"

"Shit," Tony swore under his breath. Whipping off his welding goggles and tossing them carelessly towards the bench, he dashed after his daughter. "Darcy, come back here!"

"I AM WILD AND FREEEEEEEE!"

#my fic #darcy lewis #darcy lewis is tony stark's daughter #darcy is inexplicably 5 #because trope #tropy trope trope!#this one's going to end up being published entirely as snippets #okay maybe not #anyhoo #fic bit

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thegoodbitchofthesouth · 5 years

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Chuck as a writer, his 'favorite show'

Couple of thoughts, really. I'm not sure how other writers go about it, but when I plot out a story about original characters, usually I will have an idea about a specific plot point or story, then figure out my main character(s), and from there start building their back story, creating other characters that are needed to help tell the story, ect... the secondary characters and all the background stuff are created specifically for those main characters. So did Chuck create Castiel millenia ago, intentionally with his crack in his chassis, specifically for Dean? We know that John and Mary getting together was planned so that Sam and Dean could be born, and Cain said their lineage goes all the way back to Eden, so it could be assumed that Chuck was planning his 'favorite show' from way back then. So it doesn't seem outside the realm of possibility to me that he created all of the people who have had the biggest impact on their lives, like Bobby, Charlie, Kevin, and so on, just for these two characters, which makes those people seem more important to the narrative. But it's kind of mindblowing to think that all those thousands of years before Dean was even born, Chuck knew he was going to need a special angel, one that was just a bit different, who would be willing to walk away from heaven and millennia of being a soldier and not thinking for himself, and multiple brainwashings to 'fix' him and still be able to keep going, so he created Cas for Dean. Kind of like how he created Eve in the bible for Adam.

Chuck is a douche, but I think that is kind of cool. To add to the coolness of it, he created Castiel for this purpose so well that it actually backfired on him. Cas was able to stand up to God Himself and exercise his own free will. Chuck tried to drive them apart and he almost did, but in the end, they all defied Chuck and stayed together.

BTW, I just realized how awesome it is that Naomi used the phrase "came off the line with a crack in your chassis" for Cass because if you were speaking literally, you would be talking about a car. It sets up a metaphor or a parallel between Cas and Baby, and I really like that considering how deeply Dean loves Baby and how important she is. And how she has been completely totalled more than once, besides the little imperfections like the legos in the vent, the army man, and even the squeaky door, she also probably has some cracks in her chassis as well. And Dean loves her so much that he rebuilt her when most people would have scrapped her, and he kept the imperfections, he loved her probably even more after he had to weld those cracks back together so that she probably looks like she has scars underneath.

Wow. Dean really is better than Chuck. By this point, he basically is Baby's creator the same way Chuck is the creator of everyone and everything else, but he never gave up on her or turned his back on her. He knew she wasn't perfect and he didn't care. He showed more care for a single inanimate object than Chuck has shown for all of his creations. And the episode 'Baby' kind of makes it seem like maybe she isn't completely inanimate, and somehow returns that love when she takes such a beating and struggles to start, but she does because he asks her to, and if she were sentient, she would have faith that no matter what he had to put her through, he was going to fix it and make it up to her.

So, that was rambling and weird, but I had too much coffee.

@metafest

#rambling meta #chuck #dean #cas #baby #supernatural #maybe chuck was bitten in the writing process #dean >chuck

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makeste · 5 years

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BnHA Chapter 209: Proud Dads, Determined Rivals, and a Prison Interlude

Previously on BnHA: Team BakuJirouSatouSero scored a flawless 4-0 victory against Team TokaBondoAwaKama. Here’s how it went down: (1) Bakugou protected Jirou and everyone watching was like “holy shit did Bakugou just protect Jirou??” and his classmates were like “YES THAT JUST HAPPENED”; (2) Awase welded Bakugou to some columns with his quirk; (3) Satou used his own quirk to smash Bakugou free; (4) Jirou stunned Awase with her quirk and Sero tied him up; (5) Bakugou blasted Bondo and Satou restrained him afterward; (6) everyone watching was like “SO BAKUGOU DOES TEAMWORK NOW?!” and again his classmates were like “YES”; (7) Bakugou flung Kamakiri into a wall, which looked like it hurt, sorry Kamakiri; (8) we learned that Bakugou had given some extra grenades to his teammates and they’d used them to blow up a bunch of Tokage’s amputated body parts, forcing her to regenerate and use up her stamina; and finally, (9) the depleted Tokage flew right into Bakugou and he took her out with a (Point-Blank) Stun Grenade attack. Basically it was just Bakugou is Awesome: The Chapter. If I didn’t know any better I’d think I had fantasized this whole fucking thing you guys. THAT’S MY BOYYYY.

Today on BnHA: Aizawa gives his team a thumbs up and Kaminari is all “WOW KACCHAN YOU REALLY CAN BE NOT-A-JERK IF YOU TRY HUH” and All Might is all “chills, Young Bakugou. LITERAL CHILLS” and that last bit makes Bakugou get all shy and embarrassed and it’s super fucking cute. Then he bumps into Deku and Deku is all “wow that was awesome” and Bakugou is all “you can’t beat me” and Deku is all “nah I can” and it goes on like this for a page and then Bakugou leaves and then All Might is all “I ship it.” Over on class B’s side, Monoma and his team begin to strategize for their upcoming battle. Everyone agrees that their first priority should be to take out Deku because You Just Don’t Fuck With Deku. The 5th set begins, and it’s honestly too many names to squish together, I’m gonna be real with y’all, but anyway so Deku’s side also has Mina, Ochako, and Mineta though. And their plan is to have Deku be a decoy and draw out Team B’s most troublesome members (i.e. Shinsou). As things get started, All Might gets a call from Gran Torino. We then cut to Tartarus of all places, where Prisoner #1541, better known as All for One, is squirming around and making the guards nervous. Turns out AFO is excited because apparently he can “hear his little brother’s voice.” Um. Okay.

(As always, all comments not marked with an ETA are my mostly-unspoiled reactions from my first readthrough of this chapter. I’m caught up with the manga now at chapter 224, so any ETAs will reflect that.)

haHA!

THAT’S HOW WE DOOOOOOOOOO

oh man. that was such a rush. how could anyone possibly not enjoy that. I think even Aizawa was probably pumping his fist a couple of times and then trying to play it off like he didn’t care lol

poor Vlad King

I wonder how this will change people’s strategies going up against Bakugou in the future. the kid whose own classmates once worried that he wouldn’t accept being rescued even when his life was literally on the line just pulled off some of the smoothest fucking teamwork I’ve ever seen. I mean that shit was seamless. and “cooperation” was this kid’s one and only weak stat before; moving forward it’s getting harder and harder to imagine how anyone could possibly beat him

and lest I not give the others the credit they deserve, they were outstanding as well. Satou with the clutch save and then later helping to apprehend Bondo! Sero who made expert use of his quirk to get the others in position and to capture Awase! and then being the one to figure out Tokage’s weakness and exploit it! and last but most definitely not least my girl Jirou, who kept the others advised of class B’s movements throughout and was the one to actually KO Awase before Sero tied him up!

basically they all did so gooood. even Aizawa can’t possibly find anything to chew them out for can he? lol I’m so proud of my babies

HAHA!!

HE GAVE THEM A THUMBS UP! HE’S ALMOST SMILING! OH MY GOD THAT MEANS THEY DID AMAZING. AND HE EVEN FOUND A WAY TO WORK IN SOME EXTRA COMPLIMENTS FOR PROBLEM CHILD #2 OVER THERE. AWW

meanwhile poor Vlad can’t find much to say either because let’s be real there’s no way his kids were ever gonna win that one

“based on past data” wow you guys I wonder if I’m ever going to stop being over the moon about this lol

but I mean, that’s exactly why I’m so psyched! it’s that slow burn character development! this was done so, so painstakingly, and little by little all the groundwork was put in until we finally reached the payoff. and that’s why it’s so satisfying. it’s because this is the side of Bakugou that I’ve been waiting for from the very start. this is him finally achieving the potential he has always had. it took so much patience and it was so, so worth it. so yeah. fuck it. I’m gonna keep being giddy about it

poor Tokage is apologizing to her teammates and she looks really worn out and I feel bad :( poor girl

but Awase is all “if someone with moves like his turns into a ‘goody two-shoes’, they have no holes to exploit” and oh my god lol. that’s what I’m saying, though. lol everyone is so fucked now :DDDD “well fuck us, if Bakugou’s not even going to be an asshole anymore then we might as well roll over and die now”

OH MY GOD

NEW FAVORITE PANEL ALERT

LET’S ANALYZE EVERYTHING!!! LET’S FUCKING DO IT!!

“KACCHAN” IS ALIVE AND WELL, I SEE!

BUT RIGHT AWAY HE COMPLIMENTS JIROU AS WELL BECAUSE KAMINARI IS HERE DOING HIS PART IN THIS THE YEAR TWENTY BI-TEEN

WELL DUH, SHE’S A HERO KAMINARI!!!

“A DELINQUENT PICKING UP A BUNCH OF STRAY CATS” SDFLAKSDFKJL WHAT AN AMAZING SIMILE. SERO YOU CAN COME SIT BY ME

and last but not least, there isn’t so much as a blink in regards to the “Kacchan.” this seriously is going to be his new hero name. this has gone from “I sure would love it if...” to “I’m actually starting to become increasingly sure of this” to “I would put solid money on it and would be amazed at this point if it doesn’t end up happening.” honestly I just want it to happen already lol

(ETA: yeah I might lose that bet lol. I still would love this because Parallels, but those Ground Zero feels from 223 have me rethinking my entire life ngl. btw that turned out to be “ground zero” spelled out in katakana though, not 爆心地/bakushinchi, so who knows. still kinda up in the air here.)

-- oh my fucking god you guys!!

ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ;______;

let’s analyze everything again omgggggg

look at Kacchan’s face. look at how he’s ignoring the others behind him entirely. his focus is entirely on All Might here. just waiting for his response. trying his best not to show how important it actually is to him

and All Might’s exceedingly proud face, and that praise. “CHILLS, YOUNG BAKUGOU. YOU GAVE ME FUCKING CHILLS” lmaoooo

AND THEN KACCHAN’S ULTIMATE TSUNDERE RESPONSE!!!

HE HAD TO TURN AWAY IMMEDIATELY SO THAT ALL MIGHT WOULDN’T SEE IF HE BLEW IT AND FUCKING BLUSHED OR SOMETHING

THE LEFT HAND MOVING UP TO HIS EAR! you’re telling me this kid, Bakugou fucking Katsuki, THE COCKIEST BOY WHO EVER LIVED, actually felt self-conscious to the point where he had to turn away and was all “whatever it’s not a big deal” and rubbing at his ear and avoiding eye contact with fucking everyone because he was so fucking happy that he made All Might proud, and no one can ever know!!!! QUICK, SAY SOMETHING COOL! “...YOU PROBABLY JUST CAUGHT A COLD OR SOMETHING.” NAILED IT!! SO SMOOTH KACCHAN

oh my god you guys this moment is seriously everything to me though. I’m so fucking happy for him. and he is so fucking cute jesus christ I want to pinch his adorable embarrassed cheeks ffff

OH HELLO

“REFLEX” I LOVE THAT THEY HAD TO CLARIFY IT. BECAUSE HE’S NOT THAT MEAN ANYMORE AND WE JUST WANT TO MAKE SURE PEOPLE KNOW

but he was so wrapped up in the praise he just got from his hero that when Deku startled him he got so flustered and he just automatically slipped back into what he knows. “nuuu leave me aloneeee.” HE’S NOT EVEN IN YOUR WAY THOUGH

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PEOPLE OF THE WORLD, BNHA FUCKING DARES YOU NOT TO SHIP THESE IDIOTS. YEAH GO ON. JUST TRY IT

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lol unlike with All Might, Kacchan knows exactly how to respond to Deku’s praise by this point

but they’ve seriously come such a long way as well. look at how Katsuki’s response acknowledges Deku’s strength even as he keeps the rivalry alive and well. “you’ll never be able to catch up.” acknowledging Deku as the threat he is, the one who pushes him to keep improving

and then Deku’s confident response, slipping right into a rapport with him. no stammering or hesitation. just his own cocky little grin. he’s fucking living for this. being rivals with Kacchan! don’t mind him it’s just everything he ever wanted that’s all

lol so now Katsuki’s telling him to shut up and that he’ll never be able to surpass him!

and Deku’s all

I stan two (2) idiot rivalboys who are just starting to heal their relationship after so long and let me tell you guys it is an absolute and utter pleasure to see it go down and I am here for it and will be here for it as it continues to progress and as Katsuki continues to learn how to be Less Of A Jerk and make amends for his Past Bullshit and the two of them continue to establish this rivalry and then start to take their next steps toward the final stage, the endgame if you will, which is being partners who actually trust one another. oh my god. and I can’t fucking believe we’re finally within sight of that now though and oh my fucking god you guys

what are you thinking All Miiiiiiiight. I just explained to you all of my ten zillion thoughts on this so now you give me one of yours!

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OH SO YOU WERE SHIPPING THEM TOO HUH

ffffffff I’m telling you, every time he looks at the two of them together he sees their future selves, working together and trusting one another and relying on one another and together being the greatest heroes the world has ever known. All Might is the original BakuDeku shipper. he loves them so much and he’s so proud of them

and look at the word he uses there. friend. once again seeing through all of their fronting and other nonsense to the core of what they really are. and “friend” is not a word you could use to describe what Katsuki is to Izuku until very recently, but he’s absolutely right. we saw that earlier today when Katsuki saw them talking and came over and asked if anything had happened with OFA and then listened and reassured Izuku. that wasn’t rivalry, there -- that was care and concern (very brusquely offered but still). we are officially entering a whole new stage of this thing you guys, and fucking bring it on

also Deku’s face though. like, he was trying to keep that Rival Smirk in place, but look at the Actual Grin fighting to work its way out and him being so excited because it’s Kacchan and it’s what he’s wanted for so long ffff

ANYWAY. so we’re finally going to move on from the BakuDeku part of this chapter now though so say farewell

(ETA: oh my god this one section of this recap analyzing three fucking pages was longer than some of my other recaps in their entirety. sorry, guys; I see a pair of rivals and I lose all self control.)

All Might is adding “other than that potty mouth of his” which is Classic All Might, and meanwhile Shinsou is watching the two of them (All Might and Deku) with an indecipherable expression, oh my

anyway so now we turn to our other resident cocky blond

“not half bad” from Monoma in reference to Katsuki is like a fucking Michelin star holy shit

now Tokage is coming up to him dejected and apologizing and saying that it’s mathematically impossible for class B to win now

well that is true but they can still tie though. honestly I have no idea how this last fight will go now

wow Monoma

that accelerated from insightful to pompous so quickly I don’t think anyone even had time to strap themselves in

“everyone is a supporting character in someone else’s life, and the main character in their own” fucking what lmao

I mean, he’s not wrong though. unless you’re Deku. then you’re just The Main Character. surprise! a good way to tell if you’re actually the main character in everyone’s lives and not just your own is if you get attacked by villains in every single arc btw

so Kakashi Girl is asking what is Monoma’s plan anyway

did they not come up with one yet?? they had all that time! the most time out of anyone!

Shouda says they should adapt a strategy similar to Tokage’s team

sure, if you also want to get beat 4-0 in a record five minutes

so he says they should stick together and keep themselves concealed and that there are no merits in challenging the other team to hand-to-hand combat

whatever you say. I only know two of you guys’ quirks here. I personally would be looking to take advantage of the Monoma-borrows-Shinsou’s-quirk strategy to take them by surprise, which is only going to work once but damned if it won’t be really fun to watch though

absolutely. he’s the Bakugou of their team, for sure. but if you thought Kacchan’s team had good teamwork, you ain’t seen nothing yet though

and also don’t forget that my girl Uraraka “gon’ fuck your shit UP” Ochako is also on this team! anyone wants to underestimate her, it’s at their own risk

apparently class B has been doing their research and keeping up with the times, because they’re aware that Deku’s style has come a long long way from the days of the sports festival. they even know about his new long-distance attacks! wow

also they describe him as “Bakugou’s equal or maybe even greater” in terms of both mobility and power, which is excellent. this series keeps giving me what I want

so Shinsou agrees that they need to take out Deku first “no matter the cost.” but he’s bringing up the fact that Deku is able to escape from his brainwashing

oooooh

ehhhh but I kinda feel like that’s a waste of the potential that Monoma-with-Shinsou’s-quirk has, and I don’t get how doubling down would do anything other than just make things more complicated. and also, won’t Deku’s team be on the lookout for Shinsou’s quirk now? idk just seems like a lot of things that could go wrong here. this fight is going to be so interesting

Monoma looks thoughtful and says that it’s possible “things won’t go as planned for me either”

but he says that either way they need to stop Deku from roaming free or they have no chance. “I’m counting on you, Shinsou”

so now the teachers are gathered and saying that this is the last round, which we already know. “I wonder how Shinsou will fare?”

I know Aizawa is actually way more invested in this than he’s letting on, so I’m officially rooting for class B here despite my best boy and best girl Izuku and Ochako being on the class A team. sorry guys. but I just want your new brother to do well so he can be accepted into your class and get to be your brother full time!

I highly doubt that they will! so now we’ll see whether or not he can adapt!

oh shit I forgot Mineta was on this team. hey team B I’m giving you guys a freebie. you can just come pick him up now

anyway so on their side they are of course worried the most about Shinsou. though Ochako’s reminding them that they should be worried about everyone!

lol that started out as what seemed to be a pep talk, but then turned into more of a “there’s actually way more ways we could lose than just that!” type of thing lmao

and what is this now

did you guys spend all your time practicing this instead of coming up with some actual strategies. we fucking know what you can do you boobs

lmaoooooo

what are you talking about!? honestly you could probably combine your quirks and still pull out a win even without Deku if you tried. Mina what happened to all that creativity you were overflowing with during the Band AU arc??

(ETA: thankfully she’s still got it! lol watch your back Mineta)

and anyway, since you do have Deku though, this team is basically Bakugou’s Team 2.0. the possibilities are endless! you guys are so fucking versatile! stop getting down on yourselves! where is the leadership?? the last group only just showed everyone how much of a difference that shit makes. Deku where are you

oh there you are

would that really work? I know if it was me on team B and I saw Deku off on his own I’d be like “okay great, let’s stay as far the fuck away from him as possible and go after the others while they’re undefended”

oh apparently he told them all about his weird quirk mishap earlier because Mina’s asking him how he’s doing now

but he says he’s feeling fine, same as always

and he thinks that after watching the 4th set, they’ll be on their guard against him though. yeah exactly

Mineta’s asking if he’s going to be all right because they’re relying on him

oh y’all know I’m living for this calm heroic confidence

this right here. is exactly the type of hero I want Deku to be. oh my god I’m so fucking proud of my boys in this arc, though

SHUT UP MINETA

STEADFAST DEKU IS THE BEST DEKU. GO GET YOURSELF CAPTURED BY SHINSOU ALREADY IF YOU’RE GONNA BE LIKE THAT

so now Deku’s flexing his hand and he says nothing feels off

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“after he lit a fire under me like that” oh my god. and this is why their rivalry is my favorite fucking part of the series. just look at how they push each other. Kacchan just gave the performance of a lifetime after reluctantly learning the true meaning of Christmas from the boy he formerly thought of as a pebble in his shoe. and now Deku is here calmly telling everyone they’re definitely going to win, and thinking determined thoughts after getting all fired up after that talk with his best friend. CAN I CALL THEM THAT YET? NO? I’M BEING TOLD I JUMPED THE GUN EXTREMELY BY A WHOLE LOT? ARE YOU SURE? OKAY SORRY I JUST GOT EXCITED MY BAD. BUT GIVE IT A LITTLE MORE TIME THOUGH?

anyways so Vlad is all “BEGIN!” and there are two big panels of the teams getting all set to go!

oh shit and now All Might’s phone is ringing unexpectedly

lol @ Midnight telling him to shut that thing off. All Might that’s so rude

oh shit it’s Gran! that was fast. oh my god now they can talk about Deku’s weird quirk bullshit yessssssssss

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

ISN’T THIS TARTARUS?!?!

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jesus christ. if you have upwards of 1500 extremely dangerous high security prisoners, then maybe just maybe you might want to go ahead and refer to them by their fucking names just for simplicity’s sake. “which one is 1541 again?” like is it good or bad that he moved? these are circumstances where even a split second of having to go through your mental filing system to recall who’s who might end up being disastrous if things go wrong

anyways don’t mind me, just nitpicking really stupid things instead of getting on with the story. okay so who is that. is it AFO??

so the guard is mumbling that it would be nice if they could hurry up with “the decision and execution” of 1541’s sentence. “at this rate we won’t be able to last”

wow. so it must be AFO, right? if they’re just letting him move around all the time, they really are screwed. what, were those gun turrets just for show? he’ll be out of there in a blink of an eye once he finally feels like it

and now we’re cutting to the cells and I’m preeeeetty sure this is AFO talking with Stain here

Chaplin sounds like some redpill prick if you ask me

also I’m not quite sure but did they just confirm that Chaplin is Gigantomachia’s true identity?

I just went and checked JBox’s translation and they made it seem like Giganto is Chaplin’s subordinate. which can’t be right because we know he’s AFO’s. serves me right for trying to verify something with JBox. I’ll just check Caleb Cook’s twitter after this and see what his thoughts are

-- wait hold up. now it looks like the guards talking. maybe JBox was right after all

(ETA: okay I wasn’t able to check Viz’s version to verify, but I think this is actually the guards talking and the correct translation should be “he’s his direct subordinate,” with him being All for One. the original Japanese line was “直系の部下だ” which basically means “he is [their] direct subordinate” without actually clarifying whose subordinate they are, so it’s a bit confusing when you don’t know who’s talking. anyways!!)

anyway so they’re saying that AFO has tons of other followers still in hiding and that it’s not just the league. and that they have to be careful not to provoke them

eh, I’d say it’s worth the risk. these other villains ain’t shit compared to AFO and we all know it. but if you leave him alive, and he gets out and regains his strength and retakes his place at the head of them all, then we’re talking about an all-out war potentially

which is actually where I’m thinking the series might be headed though. at least for the final arc. so I guess we’ll see

um whoa

seriously?? you too?? oh shit what the hell is even going on

anyways so that’s the end. oh my god. the series is getting so good again. it’s actually been really good since the Endeavorhawks arc honestly. like we’re almost back at full steam again. big things are coming, we’re heading toward another huge arc, I can feel it, and I can’t wait

#bnha #boku no hero academia #bakugou katsuki #all might #midoriya izuku #monoma neito #shinsou hitoshi #uraraka ochako #ashido mina #all for one #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #makeste reads bnha #posting this a bit early since I'm heading off to a game of thrones viewing party #part one of april's two-part double whammy of screwing with all my emotions and killing off all the characters I love #part two will of course be avengers: endgame at the end of the month #bnha you had better not go killing anyone off anytime soon bc right now you're the only thing I can rely on now #winter is here kids #gonna be a wild ride

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Recap/review 14.11: “Damaged Goods”

THEN: Oh, good, we're going to have a Nick episode. I was hoping for that. (NOT.) Michael is trapped in Dean's internal walk-in. Billie has bad news related to that.

NOW: Nick interrogates a demon about another demon named Abraxis. The name sounds a little familiar and I waste a few seconds wondering where I've heard it before, but then I realize it's the demon who killed Nick's family and this has been Nick's entire focus and that's how little I care about Nick and his quest, that I couldn't even bother to remember who he was after. Anyway, he learns that the hunter who last dealt with Abraxis is in Hibbing. Oooh, who else do we know in Hibbing?

Title card!

Dean is packing. Books about angels. Tools. Work gloves. I was a little afraid we were going to ignore last week's horrifying revelation, and Dean would just sit on that information for a while. But he's wearing his Red Shirt of Bad Decisions, so we know the shit is going down tonight! \o/

He leaves the storeroom and kind of looks down the hallway, which is really insignificant the first time you watch this episode, but on rewatch you realize what he's thinking right here, and that he doesn't ever expect to see this hallway again... but I'm getting ahead of myself. He goes into the library, where Sam is quietly studying in the darkness (is that a new shirt? I like it). He ignores it when Sam asks how he's feeling. Dean tells Sam he appreciates that he's trying to help him, and Sam's all, yeah, what else would I do? He asks if Dean wants to join him, and they have this conversation.

Actually, I thought I'd go for a drive, you know, just me and Baby, long stretch of road. And figured I'd make it a two-fer, go see Mom at Donna's cabin.

Yeah, yeah, that sounds great. Be good to see them. Just let me find a stopping point and get packed up.

Actually, I was, uh, I was kind of hoping for some one-on-one time with Mom, if that's cool.

Yeah. Sure, yeah. Whatever you need.

And I thought this conversation was going to break my heart, because Sam clearly does NOT think this trip sounds great, but he's going to go anyway because it's what Dean wants/needs to do, and then Dean rejects that, and Sam's little face is going to do me in. And on rewatch, it kind of seems like Dean is stalling here, like he can't bring himself to leave (but again, I'm getting ahead of myself) AND THEN THIS HAPPENS.

Dean comes around behind Sam and HUGS HIM and says "take care, Sammy" and I'm just WHAAAAT. NO THIS IS NOT RIGHT. THIS IS SUCH A BAD, BAD SIGN, SAM WINCHESTER, AND YOU KNOW IT.

And also, there goes the rest of my heart.

Cut to Mary at the aforementioned cabin, talking to Sam on the phone. She says the cabin's been quiet since Bobby took off for a few days. The old "I need a little space after killing the ghoul version of my dead son" thing. Happens to the best of us. Sam tells her he's worried because Dean's acting so weird, and mentions the hug. Mary says "that's sweet," proving that she doesn't know her sons at all. Really, Mary, you've witnessed ONE hug between them. ONE. Sam points out that they don't hug unless it's "literally the end of the world," which isn't quite true. It would be more accurate to say "unless one of us is dying or just came back from the dead," which is slightly more frequent than the end of the world Either way, Mary assures him that everything will be fine. But as Sam's talking to her, he's walking through the storerooms in the bunker and he sees some books are missing.

(Sidebar: Why are these books kept in the storeroom and not the library? And why are regular tools apparently kept with supernatural paraphernalia? Couldn't that cause problems? What if a MoL novice was sent to Storeroom 2 for a reciprocating saw and he couldn't figure out why a saw would reciprocate or what that would look like and he came back with something he dug out of a curse box instead? I'm seeing all kinds of potential OSHA violations here.)

Now we see Dean enjoying a messy burger. Oh, he's with Donna! I love Dean and Donna, y'all. She tries to ask him about himself, but he keeps deflecting. Which doesn't fool her at all, and she finally says "just wondering if you've run out of ways to ask me how I'm doing, so as to avoid me repaying the favor." She knows about Michael, because of Sam. "What, has he got a freaking newsletter," Dean grumps. But I'm glad to see Sam's been talking to his support system, because in the past, he's not done that as often as he should.

Dean ends the conversation with the typical "I'm fine" nonsense and gives Donna one of those big hugs where he looks absolutely stricken while she can't see him and then plasters on a smile when they pull apart, and you KNOW how I love when he does that. He pulls away and says "I'll see ya." But it's pretty obvious Dean is on his farewell tour and never intends to see Donna again. It's also pretty obvious that Donna can tell something is up.

Dean pulls up to the cabin, which is seriously in need of some work on the roof, and immediately hears gunshots. It turns out to be Mary murdering some pumpkins for target practice. (SHE'S STILL GOT THAT LOCK OF TOO-LONG HAIR.) He tells her he wants to stick around for a couple of days, which surprises her. She suggests they call Sam to join them, but he says he wants to be "a little greedy with my Mom time." No, Dean, that's not suspicious at all. Jesus. (Or, as someone pointed out, Sorry Sam, but Mom was MY gift.)

Mary pushes it, and Dean comes right out and says "I don't want Sam here," and again, Dean, that's not suspicious at all. How is someone who lies professionally such a BAD liar? He explains his mood away by claiming to be hangry, even though he just finished the best burger in all of Minnesota, and tells Mary he wants the one thing she can cook, something called Winchester Surprise. She heads out to the grocery store, and doesn't suggest that the son who drove all this way to see her would want to ride along. Or maybe she does, and he refuses, and they just didn't show us that part. Anyway, the important thing is, Dean's alone and he has work to do.

He gets his bag out of the Impala and strides purposely into a large shed decorated with pictures of topless guys with 70s porn 'staches. The first one reminds me a LOT of Doug 2.0, so I laugh when Dean says "Well, Donna certainly has a type." Yes she does. He finds an 8-track player, of all things, but is interrupted by a sudden burst of Michael banging on his door. The tape he chooses is the Guess Who, and the song is "No Time Left For You," which I've never liked (lots of experience with 70s music here, kiddos) but it seems appropriate. And then he gets to work, and if you thought Sam soldering last week was hot, you're in for a treat. Let's forget our annoyance with the soundtrack and concentrate on how much we appreciate Metalworking!Dean, complete with welding helmet and safety goggles, under the watchful eyes of several shirtless moustachioed cowboys.

Mmmm, yes, we do appreciate it.

(Sidebar: Where did all this metal come from?)

Meanwhile, at the grocery store, we get a fake-out where we think someone threatening is accosting Mary, but it's only a friendly employee. And we also see that Mary puts her grocery bags in the bed of her truck? So not only does she not know how to cook, but she doesn't even know where to PUT FOOD? I.e., IN THE CAB?

He says buying food is new for her, because she usually buys whiskey, pumpkins, and crossword puzzles. Damn, Mary, it really seems like things aren't going well out there at the Love Shack if you're spending all day drinking, shooting pumpkins, and doing crossword puzzles. I'm gonna go ahead and call it - Mobby is doomed. She tells him she has family in town, which I expect to turn into the inevitable oh no, this guy is a demon and now he knows Dean is there.

But I'm exactly wrong. Nick pulls up in the creepiest windowless van possible and asks the guy if he knows where Mary Winchester is. Because why wouldn't he? Why wouldn't Random Grocery Store Guy know where everyone in Hibbing Minnesota, population 16,361, resident or guest, lives? Random Grocery Store Guy pretends he doesn't know who she is. Good for him.

(BTW, the fastest route from Lebanon to Hibbing is about 12.5 hours. But it's all interstate and I suspect either Winchester would take the route that uses more state highways and is 13.5 hours.)

(Sidebar: Yes, when I open Mapquest, Lebanon is always in my Recents. Is that not normal?)

Apparently Nick decides he'll just cruise the greater Hibbing area and try to find her, because we seem him after nightfall driving his creepy van. A police car drives by, and then turns around and pulls him over. He makes sure his stolen angel blade is in place and hides a paperclip somewhere on his person before the officer gets to him. Oooh, it's Donna!

She cuffs him and tells him the van's been reported stolen, but she also reveals she knows he's looking for Mary, and don't like the way she lays all her cards on the table like that. Let him think you're just arresting him for a stolen car, Donna. Don't let him know you're onto his Grand Scheme. He says his name is "Nunya" and then "Eat Me" (oooh, is he related to the Eat Me Sam met a few seasons ago?), but she's got some kind of mobile fingerprint scanner. Does this thing exist? She discovers who he is, but while her back is turned, he uses his paperclip to get out of the cuffs. They fight, and she seems to have the upper hand, but he gets her taser and that's the end of that.

Love Shack. When Mary pulls up, Dean is outside by the door to the Shed of Mysterious Building. He lies about what he's doing out there and carries the groceries inside, to where the table is set and he wants to help her cook (THIS IS NOT OKAY) and she FINALLY realizes something is up. (Also, Dean, we know you're not a terrible cook. Don't lie just to make your mom feel better.) She quietly talks to Sam from upstairs (though not quietly enough, Dean totally would have heard her in the real world) and agrees that something is going on. Sam tells her about the missing items and says he thinks he should come up, but she says to give her more time. WHY, MARY. WHY DO YOU THINK YOU ARE THE PERSON TO ADDRESS THIS AND NOT SAM. WHY DO YOU INSIST ON KEEPING HIM 13.5 HOURS AWAY. WHY. It doesn't matter, because when Sam hangs up, we see he's already on his way. YES. THAT'S MY BOY.

Dinner. Dean tells a funny/tragic story about their childhood and Mary gets a case of The Sads, realizing how much she's missed and "how much the two of you just..." Just everything, Mary. They just EVERYTHING. Together. Without John, without you. AND STILL YOU THINK SAM SHOULD SIT IN THE BUNKER AND LET YOU HANDLE THIS. DAMMIT, MARY.

Anyway. Dean says her being alive has meant "everything to me, and everything to Sam." He claims to appreciate this wonderful time they're having, but he falters when he says "there's no clouds on the horizon." Because it's a LIE. She tells him he can talk to her about whatever he's going through, and he says "Everybody keeps asking me how I am. And how I am, is I don't want to talk about it. Please."

Oh lord, his face.

Later, as he snores gently on the couch, we see Mary tiptoe downstairs and outside, to check out what's happening in the Shed of Mysterious Building. (Sidebar: Dean sleeps with one arm flung behind his back, which I think we first saw in No Escape, and I always thought it was an odd and fake-looking way to sleep until I realized I actually do that sometimes myself.) She looks through the books and things and figures out what he's doing and it must be bad because she says "no, no, no." Meanwhile, Donna is waking up inside her own cruiser. I wonder why Nick left her alive?

Dean wakes up to the sound of a ringing phone. It's not his, it's Mary's. Donna is calling to warn him about Nick. But it's too late, because when Dean goes outside, Mary isn't there. But Sam is. "Hey, whoa, easy!" he says, facing down Dean's gun, and that tickles me for some reason.

Creepy van. Nick whines to Mary. He found email from Mary in Donna's phone, giving the address of the Love Shack. He thinks Mary knows where Abraxis is. She does - the demon is trapped inside an Enochian puzzle box in a storage locker, locately conveniently in or near Hibbing. I don't care about any of this.

At the Love Shack, Sam blames himself for Nick running around like a free madman, because of course he does. Donna's APB gets a result - the creepy van has been spotted outside Grand Rapids. Donna says that's 30-40 minutes away, but Grand Rapids is actually 11.5 hours away from Hibbing. Maybe there's a little town called Grand Rapids near Hibbing. A town so small that Mapquest doesn't even know about it.

(I KNOW. NO ONE CARES. MOVING ON.)

Nick gets the Enochian puzzle box (yeah, this scene goes on FOREVER and I'm skipping a lot here, is anyone complaining? nope didn't think so) and wants to release the demon so they can talk. Mary points out that the demon needs a host to talk, and it can't be Nick and it can't be her, and she flashes an anti-possession tattoo as explanation. So drills the box open and Nick forces the storage locker employee to be the host. Abraxis says he'll tell Nick why they killed his family if he kills Mary slow and bloody.

While this is happening, we see Sam and Dean on that 30 minute/11.5 hour drive to Grand Rapids. Sam looks despondent, and they have this conversation:

Say it. I can see you want to. Might as well go ahead and say it.

All right. Nick is not a project. He's not a freaking puppy. He was Lucifer's vessel for years.

I know that, Dean, I thought -

You thought he'd what, just walk it off? Come on, man, you're not that dumb.

It's not about being dumb, Dean, it's called compassion. Look, what happened to Nick could have happened to me. It almost happened to me. You change one little thing in our past and that WAS me! Lucifer wearing ME to the prom. Besides, since when do we give up on people? Since when do we just cut people loose?

Well, maybe you need to learn, okay? Because when people are past the point of saving, maybe you need to learn to walk away.

Ouch. I hurt for both of them. Poor Sam, seeing himself in Nick and wanting to save that guy the way he wishes someone had wanted to save him. Having faith in Nick's potential the way he wanted someone, anyone, to have faith in his own. And Dean obviously isn't talking about Nick, at least not there at the end, because we've heard it from Dean before, talking about himself. I can't be saved; walk away.

The guys arrive at the storage locker just in time to stop Nick from killing Mary slow and bloody. Nick scratches out the devil's trap that's holding the demon, and Abraxis immediately tosses them around and tells Nick he was chosen completely at random. Damn, Nick is as whiny as Lucifer was. (I wonder who influenced who? Discuss.)

Dean tries to quietly exorcise the demon, but Abraxis flings him against a shelf and we get a flash of skin. But before he can start killing anyone, Nick stabs him with the stolen angel blade. Then Nick acts like he's going to stab the others if they don't let him escape, so Donna shoots him in the leg. Dammit, Donna, this was the perfect opportunity to kill him. He already killed one person, and he was threatening to kill the rest of you. It would have been a clean shoot. Instead, Mary punches the wounded whiny baby and Sam does a wee little version of his glorious post-exertion huff.

Outside, Sam gives Nick a sad, confused look.

Why?

I needed the truth, Sam. I needed revenge for my family. You would have done the same thing.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't help you, I'm sorry I didn't know how.

It's not about you, Sam. It was never about you. You couldn't fix me because I didn't want to be fixed. I was never broken.

Yeah, Nick, you are. I don't feel sorry for you, Nick. I feel sorry for the people you hurt, the people you murdered. The people whose faces will haunt you every night for the rest of your life. You can burn.

FUUUUUCK. That's cold as hell and it's not like Sam Winchester at all and I love it to pieces. He's finally given up on this asshole. But it's finally time to move away from the B plot, and Mary tells Dean she saw what he was building in the shed. She knows what he's building, she knows what he's planning, and the three of them ARE going to talk about it. And if he doesn't tell Sam, she will. So, you finally think Sam's input is important, Mary? Good to know.

When the sun rises, we're back at the Shed of Mysterious Building. Dean is showing Sam what he's done. He calls it something like a "maloch box," which I'm sure is spelled wrong. It looks like a giant coffin (yeah, about that...) Nothing can escape it, not even an archangel. Sam knows what they are but says they're impossible to build, and Dean's all, "not so much." And then they have this conversation and I'm sorry (no I'm not), but I had to transcribe the whole thing.

That's your plan? You want to be buried alive?

Buried's not safe enough. Plan is, pay a little hush money, charter a boat to take me out to the Pacific. Splash.

You and Michael, trapped, together, for eternity.

Yeah.

You do realize how insane this is, right?

It's the only sane play I've got. Michael gets out, that's it for this world. And he will get out.

How do you know that for sure?

Because I do. Because I can feel him, in my head. That door is giving. I can feel it giving.

There has to be another way.

There's not, okay? There's... Sam, you've tried. Cas has tried. Jack. And I love you for trying, but none of it's going to work.

But we don't know that!

Yeah, we do.

What?

Billie. She paid me a little visit. She said that there's only one way that this ends right. And this is it. This, right here. This box. So she gave up the special recipe and all I had to do was the work. It's fate.

Since when do we believe in fate?

Now, Sam. Since now.

So, you came out here, to see Donna, to see Mom, on some what, some sick secret farewell tour? You were gonna leave, and you weren't even gonna tell me. Me. Do you realize how messed up that is? How unfair that is?

I didn't have a choice! Sam, you're the last person I could tell, the last person I could be around, cause you're the only one that could have talked me out of it! And I won't be talked out of it. I won't. I'm doing this. Now you can either let me do it alone, or you could help me. But I'm doing this.

...

All right.

Oh, guys.

Well, I've got to admit, Dean's prophesied horrifying death was a letdown. First, because it wasn't even new - it was basically the same fate Death offered him when he had the MoC. Worse, sure. Being locked in a box with an angry archangel rather than floating in space and having some kind of dream life, never a good option. (ASK SAM. HE KNOWS.) But mostly because it didn't live up to his reaction when he first read Billie's book. I was sure (and I wasn't alone) that his tearful reaction meant it was going to involve something horrible for someone he loves (SAM). But this? The Dean we know would have reacted the way he did when Rowena told him he had to "be the bomb" in order to destroy Amara. Yeah, this sucks, but I always knew it was gonna end ugly, so, whaddya gonna do?

(Sidebar: This brings up an interesting question. I know an angel's vessel is immortal, but would Dean still be immortal even though Michael was trapped inside his head? Would the fact that Michael wasn't in the driver's seat stop him from keeping his vessel alive? Or would the angel's grace do that all on its own?)

But oh, guys. This scene. THIS SCENE. These two. Dean saying I love you for trying. Dean at the beginning, chin up, so defiant, so defensive because this is exactly what he was afraid of - telling Sam, and having to stick to his plan. (He's probably remembering the last time Sam talked him out of this very thing, kneeling on the floor in front of him, agreeing to support the plan for Dean to lock himself up with the Mark of Cain forever, looking up at him with the puppy dog eyes and nodding to accept that Dean has to cut his head off in order to prevent him from undoing that act; or maybe he's not actually remembering that but now I am, goddammit guys, I need a minute.) And Sam realizing that last little hug was Dean's last planned goodbye, and being so angry and so hurt, and the way he looks so young there at the end, when he stops and finally says "all right." I know we've seen this before but IT STILL GETS ME. EVERY DAMN TIME.

(Sidebar: Did Dean leave Sam a note? Is it in the bunker somewhere? Because Sam's last conversation with his father was the old man saying I don't know why we always fight, now go away and his last conversation with his brother would have been I want to go visit Mom without you. Discuss. Fanfic it. Come wail with me about it.)

(Also... Dean's farewell tour didn't include Cas? Jack? Jody?)

Well. Happy 40th birthday, Dean Winchester.

Worst. Birthday. Ever.

So, this episode? Too much Nick. Not enough Sam. Things that did not live up to expectations. But also, things that were wonderfully unexpected. I've seen worse, my friends. What did you think? And please help me stay unspoiled, thanks!

#spn #14.11 #spoilers #tv recaps #review #season 14 #things that are not ok #sam winchester #dean winchester #dean’s red shirt of bad decisions

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every1studio · 6 years

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“breaking up” [stray kids: hyung line]

genre: ANGST

ficstyle: bulletpoints + reactions

summary: breaking up with Stray Kids (hyung line) + kballad songs to go with it

note: you may or may not cry; depending on how heavily attached you are to your Stray Kids bias

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WOOJIN + [”if it is you”]

“Woojin, you should really stop cooping up inside the dorms all the time”

his friends were worried about him

it’s been a month since you broke up with him

he couldn’t go outside; there were so many things that reminded him of you

he just scrolled through his phone; through all your social media platforms

you were happily living life as he was trying to escape his broken, swelling heart

what if you were the one that was in his place..

his reality and dreams were blurred out by the sight of your backside; that was the only love he felt from you

(do they know how I’m doing these days?)

he couldn’t even lift his guitar

music used to heal him, but now it’s just something that’s always reminding him of you

yesterday, he texted you

“would it be too much for you to see me?”

he never got a response back from you

Woojin was trying to remember what he did wrong for you to leave him, ignore him, desert him

he grabbed his guitar and walked outside to the disposal bin

unleashing his sadness and anger, he threw the guitar into the bin

as he sees you from the corner of his eyes with someone else

he couldn’t run up to you and love you

because you were happy with that someone else

he clenches his fists as he sees you walking away

tears run down his face in anger and agony

“if I was you.. I would just love me..even if you are looking elsewhere for love..I can’t let you go....”

CHAN + [”It must have been love”]

“I don’t think that I’m the one for you”

without giving the chance of hearing what Chan had to say

you walked away

leaving him to see your silhouette disappear into the distance

shock brought him to his knees; he couldn’t even run after you

he wanted to ignore those times when you would cruelly ignore him

because he loved you too much

he just wanted you to look back on those times you guys had

he wanted to believe that you actually loved him

he thought of those smiles that you were going to give to someone else and it made him feel farther and farther away from you

even if all these memories will scatter within different seasons, he can’t help about those times he had with you

“how could you do that to me...”

“y/n..” he tries to call you back but you still walked away

“Y/N!!”

even after screaming his heart out, you kept walking

tears start dripping off of his face, “how can you be so cruel..”

he grabs the shirt over his heart; wishing that he was born heartless

wishing that he didn’t have a heart to give to someone like you

but still wishing that you could come back and love him again

MINHO + [”I don’t love you]

“where do I start..”

you and Minho had been arguing about something trivial

something not worth risking a relationship over

but at this point, you didn’t even feel like you were in a relationship with him

you looked up at him

he was holding back tears, knowing what was going to happen

“I’m sure that you already know..I don’t love you”

he lowered his head to refrain you from seeing him cry

if you still loved him, you felt feel guilty and your heart would ache as you saw him crying

but you didn’t feel anything anymore

you could bring yourself to say “I’m sorry” or “forgive me”

there’s nothing that could’ve save this relationship

you both knew that

but Minho just couldn’t bring himself to believe that this was a reality

he wanted to bring back time

he wanted to bring back your smile

he wanted to bring you back to him

but that was never going to happen

CHANGBIN + [”I’ll back off so you can live better”]

“do you want it to end between us?”

you looked up at Changbin; he couldn’t meet your eyes

he pulled his hat down to his eyes

“I’ll back off so you can have a better life..don’t even bother to say sorry, go on and forget about me”

he puts his hands in his pockets as he walks away

(I know you have another guy..this love that you’ve thrown away? take it with you)

he kept telling himself that it wasn’t his fault

but he can’t help but think what he did wrong for you to become like this

Changbin wanted you to chase after him and hug him and love him again

that wasn’t going to happen

he stops in place and he felt his eyes welding up in his eyes

“I know..” he trembled “I know that you’ll forget me.. I know that I will end up hating you.. I know all these things but...”

the tears came down faster and faster with every single word

“you were me reason to live... you were everything I could’ve ever for..”

he turns around to see if you left and he sees you already showing your backside to him, walking away

“WHY ARE YOU LEAVING ME?”

you stopped in your tracks but you don’t turn around

“WHY ARE YOU THROWING ME AWAY? IF YOU WERE GOING TO BE LIKE THIS, WHY DID YOU LOVE ME?”

he sees you lower you head and walk away without giving him one last look

Changbin couldn’t believe that you were actually leaving him and he throws his hat on the ground

“don’t you remember that day when we first met? I still remember everything.. your words, your promises.. i believed it all...”

he wanted to forgive you..but because he loved you so much.. he decided to wish you well and that you don’t throw away the next person you end up loving

END // should I do the maknae line? (´；д；)

btw my ASK BOX is always open~ so don’t be shy

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cbk1000 · 7 years

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I am so FUCKING FUCKING pissed.

Brace yourselves, long rant ahead.

Ok. So. Mr. Jenn and I have lived in the same apartment complex for about ten years, but in separate units. I moved in about a year before him, then he moved out of his parents’ and into a unit on the other side of the complex (it’s huge; we literally have around 500 people living here at the moment).

Back in August, I moved the last of my stuff out of my unit (yes, we are huge procrastinators) and did the move out inspection. There were two things I pointed out to the lady when we got to the unit: A. The carpet had some tiny specks of dye on it in the bedroom, because I didn’t have a frame for my bed, so the mattress and box spring were just sitting on the floor. The dye was from the (apparently cheap-ass shitty) sheets on my bed. I told her that I had got most of it out with some OxiClean, and that a professional should be able to do the rest, and that I’d pay for that. She asked me how old the unit was, and when I said ten years, she said, “Oh, don’t worry about it; the carpet’s so old that they have to replace it anyway, so you shouldn’t have to pay for that.” (The rest of the carpet, btw, was really clean, and there were no stains, cuts, burns, etc. It actually was really in pretty good shape considering how old it was and how cheap it probably was.) B. The refrigerator thermometer crapped out at some point, and the freezer was basically welded shut, so I pointed out that that needed to be replaced.

She went through the kitchen and looked at all the appliances and exclaimed over how old they were and said the appliances were so old they were just going to gut the whole thing (which is typical when people move out of the older apartments; I’ve seen them ripping everything out of vacant units). She opened all the cupboards, looked in the closets, at the blinds, etc. etc., and actually specifically remarked that the unit was in really good shape for the length of time I had lived there. She didn’t mark down any damage on the move-out inspection paper, and wrote ‘we clean $80 off deposit’ as her only remarks, because everything was pretty much in the same shape it was in when I first moved in. (They send their cleaning crew through whether you clean out the unit or not.)

That was over two months ago. They have not contacted me since; not a single peep out of them about the apartment.

Today, Mr. Jenn gets a text asking if I’ve moved in with him. We thought this was kind of odd, but decided maybe they needed to add me to the lease or mark me down as a tenant of the unit or something (we also thought it was odd because they’re super nosy, and we know for sure they were aware we were married back in 2016, so we assumed they were well aware we were living together). He told them that I was living with him.

They then text him back to inform him that they’re going to do an inspection for damage on his apartment on Thursday because the unit I moved out of was ‘not at all acceptable’.

Now, their inspector specifically said it was in really good shape. And Mr. Jenn helped me shampoo the carpets and saw it after I finished cleaning and knew it looked pretty much exactly as it had ten years ago when I moved in; there were literally not even any scuffs on the walls. So we were both all ???? He calls them back to move the inspection to Friday so he could be present during it (his boss let him take a half day to deal with it), and also to ask specifically what was wrong with the unit to make it unacceptable, because the move-out inspection went just fine.

The manager said it was in such bad shape that they would not even rent to me again, and that it was literally in the worst shape they had ever seen a unit, that it was super disgusting, etc. etc. When he asked her to elaborate again she said they had to replace the carpets (we know??? your inspector said they were so old you’d have to replace them) and the floor (I assume the linoleum flooring; there’s only a few small strips of it, in the entryway, the kitchen and the bathroom; there weren’t any scuffs or rips or anything, it’s jut really cheap-ass flooring and I assume they automatically replace it after a certain length of time). She also said they had to replace the fridge. I KNOW. I told you you’d have to replace it because it was broken. It’s an appliance; it’s your responsibility anyway.

So, let’s recap. This unit that is supposedly ‘in the worst shape you’ve ever seen’ (these apartments have been around since like the 70s, btw, and this lady has worked here for a long time: there is no WAY after thousands and thousands of tenants that they haven’t dealt with people who have legit trashed the units) had to have one appliance replaced, and 10+ year old flooring replaced--which your inspector specifically said would need to be replaced due to age only and not any damage I had specifically caused. And that constitutes you trying to claim it’s basically a crack den?

Also, as Mr. Jenn is my witness, I spent a whole weekend fine-cleaning this apartment, plus hours after work for a week just to fine tune it. I scrubbed all the walls, washed the cupboards outside and in, cleaned the dishwasher, replaced the old-ass, corroded burners (the stove was reaaaallly old; the inspector was legit shocked by its age), replaced the toilet seat, spent hours scouring the tub to make sure every single speck of soap scum was off it, vacuumed and mopped all the floors MULTIPLE times, shampooed the carpets plus went over any miscellaneous stains/dirt splotches with Oxiclean. I scrubbed the stove with steel wool. I washed all of the blinds, all of the windows, dusted all the shelves in the closets, washed the DOORS--I have never cleaned like this in my life. My hand literally still bothers me over two months later from scrubbing (my thumb has issues sometimes; I think it’s a repetitive motion injury, because it only cropped up after all this scrubbing).

And the manager is trying to say it’s the filthiest unit they’ve ever seen. So filthy, they have to come check Mr. Jenn’s apartment for damage because supposedly I wreak havoc wherever I go. (Do also keep in mind that Mr. Jenn and I have been really, really good tenants for ten years; we have never missed a rent payment, never had a noise complaint filed on us, never caused any issues whatsoever with management, which is one of the reasons this pisses me off so fucking much.)

So today I called a lawyer’s office because I’m pretty sure these assholes are going to try and squeeze us for the cost of replacing ten-year-old carpet and they’re going through Mr. Jenn because they can’t get me for anything since the inspection has already been done. The assistant gave me some advice, and I scheduled a consultation for tomorrow so that I know EXACTLY what our rights are, because this is fucking bullshit. He said a lot of times just letting the landlord know you have a lawyer tends to make them back off. I’m just a little concerned about potential retaliation because I’m NOT paying for a crappy ten-year-old carpet that is legally their responsibility to replace, according to the research I did (any carpeting ten years and older is the landlord’s responsibility to replace, because that’s the average lifespan of a quality carpet and this is...not quality carpet). I know it can actually be a huge pain in the ass for landlords to evict tenants that have legitimately destroyed their units, so I don’t think they really have a leg to stand on (Mr. Jenn’s apartment has normal wear and tear after almost ten years of tenancy and there’s really nothing that would merit eviction), but I’m worried that they may try to retaliate by finding an excuse to evict us because I’ve gone to a lawyer and am not about to let them steamroll us.

#personal

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verdigrisprowl · 7 years

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Mar 29 Blurr’s Horror Stream - Tucker & Dale Vs. Evil

Airachnid was Looking at a human. Prowl spent half the movie trying to talk that human into giving him her comm frequency so that he could warn her about Airachnid without Airachnid listening in.

Welcome to the 'speedxstealer' room. The chat room has been cleared by the moderator. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Two birds, two terrors, a noodle, and a cat walk in and scatter* B l u r r: / is on his couch. Busy with work or something / Whirl: *trots on in and makes his way to the Whirl Hammock, as per usual* Sideswipe: -he's here in place of Blaster tonight- ItsyBitsySpyers: *The twins are already trying to scramble into it. Ravage sits on the floor near Blurr's feet and just. Stares at him. A lot.* B l u r r: / glances at/ Hn? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave gets comfortable on his couch and - who is that? He's seen them a few times. What was their... oh, yes. Right.* Sideswipe: -plops down in a free seat- ItsyBitsySpyers: *Nods hello to the lot while Ravage leans closer and keeps staring.* B l u r r: / tilts helm at Ravage/ What? Sideswipe: -creepy kitty- ItsyBitsySpyers: *Make room, damn it.* Whirl: *will of course happily accomodate them, and offer assistance if it is needed* B l u r r: / shifts and lifts the maps off of his lap / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Immediate hop up and flop. Yes. Good.* Malika: *yawns* B l u r r: / settles and just moves his maps. Still reading them / ItsyBitsySpyers: *The twins do not need assistance but they will wave hi. Rumble actually has a half-assed smile today.* Malika: *stays behind Blurr* Hi to everyone B l u r r: / vents and looks behind him/ ... / looking around / By yourself today, cretin? FakeProwl: *appears, checks out the current array of guests* Whirl: *he's happy to see that. ...but of course he won't acknowledge it out loud, because that is not what you Do when someone's feeling better* Malika: *She shurgs* I have no idea of where Roadbuster it is *she pouted* Whirl: What's happening you two? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Nods at the avatar(?)* B l u r r: Probably busy. He has work to do. /shifts claw and holds it out / Might as well climb on. FakeProwl: *avatar nods back* ItsyBitsySpyers: \\BIG FIGHT TODAY.\\ //Over in Simfur II.// \\METALLIPEDE.\\ Malika: *climbs on* nice music uh ItsyBitsySpyers: *They lift their arms to show off big fresh welds. Gross.* Malika: Oooh there is also Whirl, hi hi FakeProwl: *sits with Soundwave. with a bit more distance than the last few visits* FakeProwl: *and DEFINITELY more distance than monday* B l u r r: Hmn... /shifts claw and drops Malika on his shoulder / Whirl: Ohh, nice. *optic expands as he inspects tem* You got a picture or something? I've neve seen one of those. B l u r r: [[ let me know when you guys are ready. ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((ready whenever!)) Whirl: *he looks up, a bit surprised when he hears a not-quite-familiar voice call his name, and then nods to Malika* Sideswipe: ready)) FakeProwl: ((ready)) Whirl: ((ready!)) Malika: [[now i want to draw Mali on blurr's shoulder lol xD ready btw!)) B l u r r: lol ] ItsyBitsySpyers: *.......Glances at the empty space, then up, confused. This is not Prowl's usual M.O.* Sideswipe: -settles into his seat- ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Error committed? New rule? FakeProwl: *misses the confused look. he's doing the Gendo* ItsyBitsySpyers: \\MOVIE'S GETTIN' STARTED QUICK, HUH?\\ B l u r r: / settles and fixes maps / Whirl: Oh lord. Whirl: I can't wait for these guys to die. B l u r r: / pats Ravage on his lap / FakeProwl: @Soundwave «No. Nothing to do with you.» Sideswipe: ....-snorts- Malika: Gotta be honest, I never seen this movie.. *gotta be ready* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Yeah, uh... hold on.// Rumble will send Whirl a picture-- Whirl: Teach is usually pretty good at pickin em. Airachnid changed their nickname to Airachnid. B l u r r: Mm usually. /marking a course on his map./ Airachnid: [sneaks in late] Malika: creepy guy Whirl: *bobs his head at Airachnid* Airachnid: [waves at him for a moment before chirping, can she share the hammock tonight] Whirl: ((alan tudyk is so great in this)) B l u r r: [[ he's great in everything tbh. ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *It's an huge beast that looks something like a robot millipede, a snake, and a nightmare had a horrible lovechild with mandibles that look vaguely mech-shaped when closed.* Whirl: *looks to the twins, who are already there; does the council agree to admit Airachnid?* Malika: and OF COURSE you go there with a scythe B l u r r: / scritch behind ravage's audial / I don't know any other way to approach someone of interest. B l u r r: I think I'm holding my chainsaw most of the time. Whirl: ((true!)) Whirl: *he actually gives a small audible simulated gasp of delight* It's... ItsyBitsySpyers: *The twins scoot over to make room for Airachnid while Ravage rumbles and sniffs in Malika's general direction, then Sideswipe's* Whirl: Adorable. Whirl: *excellent! Join the hammock* Sideswipe: -waggles digits- Sideswipe: -Hello kitty- B l u r r: [[ sigh. ]] B l u r r: [[ let me know when it drops. ]] FakeProwl: ((it's fine here)) Whirl: ((so fa so good on my end)) Malika: oooomyyygod *crack in laughs* Airachnid: [climbs in, making sure not to rock the hammock too much] ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Understood. Curiosity allowed? Whirl: *snickers* Whirl: So are those things a big problem on your planet, by the way? Metallipedes? FakeProwl: @Soundwave «I don't want to give Soundwave and Airachnid more ammo. Or the rest of them, but mainly those two.» B l u r r: / shifts a little. Holds Ravage so they don't fall / B l u r r: / Careful not to drop Malika off his shoulder / ItsyBitsySpyers: \\KINDA? WE KILLED A WHOLE BUNCHA UNDERWORLD STUFF COUPLA EARTH YEARS AGO BUT IT WASN'T -EVERYTHIN'-, YA KNOW?\\ Whirl: I see. Next time you go on an extermination run, feel free to give me a ring. *nods at them both* Sideswipe: ....cute, tryin' to scare his friends to look good Whirl: Because I've gotts square off against something like THAT, at least once in my life. Malika: *she stay firm on Blurr's shoulder, smiling because he is trying to not let her fall* oh.... my, what the- Sideswipe: -snickering- ItsyBitsySpyers: \\FOR REAL? CAUSE I WILL.\\ Whirl: Absolutely! As long as it's allowed. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\WICKED.\\ ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): What meaning, 'ammo'? Attack? Mocking? Other? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage sloooowly reaches toward Malika with a paw* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Mocking. Gossip.» FakeProwl: *this guy's a creep.* Whirl: ((also puff idk if you knew but you said "soundwave and airachnid" did you... mean a different SW or)) Whirl: This guy's obnoxious. FakeProwl: *he insults her, then insults everyone else to try to attract her* Malika: ....I would already slapped him FakeProwl: ((..... I MEANT WHIRL)) FakeProwl: ((WHIRL AND AIRACHNID)) Airachnid: rip)) Whirl: ((OK)) B l u r r: / reaches out to push Ravage's paw down / Don't hurt it. It isn't my human. FakeProwl: ((watch as this becomes a Thing)) FakeProwl: ((i already get drift and blurr's names mixed up)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Grumble grumble. Tucks his paws under himself.* Airachnid: [she now notices the human in the room] Whirl: ((then plot twist: whirl and soundwave swap bodies and it becomes True)) FakeProwl: ((soundwhirl)) B l u r r: / pets Ravage's helm nicely / Airachnid: [staring, lots of staring at the human creature] Malika: *waves toward Airachnid* Whirl: ((the first thing he'd do is 1, discover he has a mouth and 2. start devouring everything)) Whirl: *snickers* ItsyBitsySpyers: ((please try not to bite his tongue)) Airachnid: [doesn't wave back, just staring] Whirl: ((he would do his best)) Malika: *Stares back* yeeeeah? Something wrong? *aside a human presence* Sideswipe: So. College humans are pretty stupid B l u r r: Yes, well, college is entry level garbage. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\THAT'S HOW COME MOST OF 'EM DON'T LIVE THROUGH THIS SCRAP.\\ Malika: College humans on movies are stupid.. FakeProwl: *notices Airachnid staring. glances over.* Sideswipe: -snickers- FakeProwl: *... hm.* Human. Airachnid: [just staring for a bit longer before going back to the movie] Whirl: That guy, Dale.. reminds me of someone I know. Malika: *stares at the movie again* These guys are awful.. Whirl: *it's Tailgate. Dale reminds him of Tailgate a bit* ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Whirl knew before. No gossip spread. Can handle mockery; Wheeljack, Smokescreen known many years. Malika: Smart-- Sideswipe: HOW FakeProwl: @Soundwave «That doesn't mean you need more of it. And I don't like it.» ItsyBitsySpyers: //...Seriously?// Malika: WHAT????? He just killed himself???? Whirl: *snickers again* FakeProwl: Human. Human on Blurr's shoulder. Hey. Sideswipe: -nearly doubles over laughing- Malika: Uh? Yes? *looks at Prowl* RoBart: is this like a comedy scary movie? Whirl: Seems to be, yep. Horror-comedy. FakeProwl: Do you have a comm? Malika: I have something that can let me have comm-links, why? FakeProwl: What's your frequency? B l u r r: Why do you want it? Airachnid: Why would he break it? Whirl: *also glances back at Prowl curiously* Malika: *looking at Blurr as he asked that, then to Prowl again, waiting him to answer* FakeProwl: *is speaking to the human, not Blurr* Malika: Sorry, but Blurr is right, why are you asking my frequency? You don't even know me ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): ...Would defend. FakeProwl: Because where I'm from, humans who are willing to socialize politely with Cybertronians are extremely rare. And you're watching movies with one. ItsyBitsySpyers: //One of them misunderstandin' movies, ain't it?// Sideswipe: Those are fun ItsyBitsySpyers: *Looking to Whirl* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «... Thank you. I'd rather you not have to.» ItsyBitsySpyers: \\YEAH? WHAT OTHERS YA GOT, RED?\\ Whirl: So far, it seems to be sticking to that trend. *turns his attention away from prowl to Rumble* And I'm guessing that whole line the girl said earlier--about how miscommunication is the cause for-- Whirl: --most of the world's problems? Pretty obvious lampshade. Sideswipe: -more laughing- Whirl: *BURSTS OUT LAUGING* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[It -is- true.]] Malika: *Looking over at everyone* More than one *she chuckled slightly* MPFFFFFF *sorry, she is laughing a lot* This movie-- Airachnid: This is so absurd it's amusing. Malika: Anyway, who can tell me that I can trust you by giving my frequency? We should know each other a lil' better first. I don't even know your name.. FakeProwl: ... I'm Prowl. Airachnid: I'm surprised that the black guy has lasted this long tbh)) Malika: ((omg me too xD)) FakeProwl: ((same but I'm glad he has)) Whirl: *still laughing* FakeProwl: *it's a good thing prowl adopted the gendo pose at the start of the movie* Malika: I'm Malika~, nice to meet you Prowl! *looking over Blurr for a moment* weell, if he is a friend of yours I guess it's a good guy and I can give him my frequency FakeProwl: *his shoulders are trembling* B l u r r: He's not my friend. Malika: This movie is hilarious anyway Malika: Oh.. Whirl: *now he's ALSO laughing at Blurr* RoBart: he is priolly gonna get hit by the beam B l u r r: / what are you laughing at / Whirl: *he thought that was a snappy reply* RoBart: called it B l u r r: / pfft / Malika: HAHAHAHAHAHA ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble chews his knuckles to smother his laughter* Airachnid: [bursts out laughing] Malika: *her belly hurts so much becase of the laughs* FakeProwl: *quietly presses hands harder over mouth* Whirl: *grabs his head with the side of his claw; Whirl is delighted* ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Uncertain. This, attempt: [][][]Doing the same in return - balance out[][][]? Alternative: desired Prowl assistance, not uncomfortable? Sideswipe: -has just about fallen out of his seat laughing now- ItsyBitsySpyers: //Primus. Jus' fraggin' go away 'n let 'em kill 'emselves in peace.// Malika: *looking overat Prowl* ... Is this movie scaring you?? ItsyBitsySpyers: \\THIS AIN'T THE TIME FOR A SPARK TO SPARK\\ FakeProwl: *shakes head vigorously* ItsyBitsySpyers: \\OR A... THE FRAG DO HUMANS GOT.\\ FakeProwl: *he is violently suppressing his laughter* Whirl: I dunno--pfft--nothing sets the mood like being covered in blood and dodging bullets. Airachnid: WAIT DOES THE DOG DIE)) B l u r r: He probably wants to laugh. /pats Ravage / FakeProwl: @Soundwave «... What?» *sorry, he's been distracted by trying to get a human's comm and hilarity* Whirl: *for the first time he looks concerned for something's well-being* Malika: Not the dog pleeeease ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage huffs. These people aren't even being hunted. This is pathetic.* Airachnid: please tell me if the dog dies that is one of the few things I cannot handle well)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *He just sends the "I'd rather you not have to" with a repeat of his message.* Whirl: ((i dooon't recall)) FakeProwl: *okay. okay. it's not hilarious at the moment. returns attention to the human.* So...? Whirl: *good* ItsyBitsySpyers: *He's trying to figure out if he's supposed to just stay where he is and watch the movie or if this is one of those "you should seek your own satisfaction" things. Probably nobody will--* FakeProwl: *... still can't quite parse out Soundwave's question. goes based on the vague subject of what he thinks it might mean* ItsyBitsySpyers: *get speared on accident if he miscommunicates here but, y'know. Avoiding that.* Airachnid: OK dog made it, it looked like my dog so I probably would have bailed cause I cannot handle that)) ItsyBitsySpyers: //We sure the human in blue ain't the dangerous one here?// Whirl: He... seems to be the villain. Sideswipe: Kinda sure he is Whirl: *oh boy that axe went somewhere and whirl can guess where* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Even though you've offered to defend me if necessary—it would be a lot easier on both of us if there were no actions that necessitate defending.» B l u r r: Self righteous and acting like a hero? Yeah, sounds like the real villain here. FakeProwl: The one in blue is obviously the dangerous one here. Whirl: So, if I'm going to guess--*time to distract himself* This is like... a genre-savvy movie. It's inverting, y'know. Things you see in horror films. Whirl: So it's riffing on how the whole, "dangerous hillbilly in the woods" thing is. And changed it. Whirl: Y'know, flipped it around. Whirl: *surreptitiously flicks his eye away from the screen* Malika: *looking over at Blurr, sending a comm-link* (comm:can I give it to him? It is safe?) B l u r r: / flickers optic and glances at Malika. / @Malika: :: I don't know what he wants it for :: Malika: /She shrugged/ @Blurr :: as he said only because it's difficult to find a human getting alon with cybertronians Whirl: *all right. we're good now* B l u r r: @Malika: :: So? What's that supposed to mean? Is he collecting them for something? :: B l u r r: @Malika: :: Considering your history and your universe, you should be extremely cautious. You're too friendly. Too nice. :: Sideswipe: Kill that dude Airachnid: That takes a lon time you fools. Sideswipe: Take the ax and take his head off Whirl: Lord, it doesn't happen like. Instantly. Whirl: As far as I understand, that sorta thing takes TIME. Sideswipe: They're stupid Airachnid: He also is... a nice individual so... Whirl: *laughs* Whirl: I mean. I'm not an expert on psychological disorders or anything. ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Query: If 'easier' not wanted, Soundwave's available choices? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble leans forward to watch this table debate thing.* Malika: @Blurr :: I know... /she lowered her head for a moment, feeling sorry about that. Malika looked at Prowl, shaking her head/ sorry but rigt now I can't. I have rules to follow and I must need time-- Airachnid: [went to medical school and minored in psychology] FakeProwl: @Soundwave «... Hhhhaaarder?» B l u r r: @Malika: :: I'm not your keeper. Do whatever you want to, Malika. But if they start something, I'll slaughter someone. :: Malika: for determinate if you're with the good side or not FakeProwl: ... I'm an Autobot. B l u r r: So am U. Whirl: I mean, just to be fair here, Prowl... so am I. B l u r r: *I. B l u r r: That doesn't make you special. Whirl: So is Blurr. Whirl: But mostly, SO AM I. B l u r r: [[ so am u ]] FakeProwl: She asked if I'm on the "good side." Malika: (( XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD )) B l u r r: There B l u r r: is no such thing as a good side. FakeProwl: She wants to know if I'm "with the good side." I don't know what side she thinks is the good side. I'm telling her the side I'm on. FakeProwl: Stay out of the conversation. I'm not having it with you two, I'm having it with her. Whirl: All right, fair enough, I guess. Carry on. Airachnid: Nice motive. You're still an aft. B l u r r: / shrugs / Sideswipe: Idiot FakeProwl: I WOULD have it with her privately, but I don't know her comm. Whirl: I dunno. I kinda don't buy it. Whirl: Seems like the kinda guy who'd lie. ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Then harder path wanted, if allowed. Sideswipe: ....big idiots ItsyBitsySpyers: //The blue one? Yeah, kinda. Only he told that story before, ain't he?// Whirl: He did, earlier. *nods* Whirl: *LAUGHS* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage just... shakes his helm and curls up.* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «I'd prefer the path that includes less obstruse explanations of your desires.» FakeProwl: @Soundwave «because I'm pretty sure you're not saying you want hardness for the sake of hardness but I don't know what you do want.» Malika: /having headache/ Let's watch the movie before, we will talk about it later.. /said with a slight smile/ Airachnid: She did her best. The other party just wasn't willing to cooperate. Sideswipe: Well. Evil never dies Malika: ((What's your tumblr prowl? XD)) FakeProwl: ((verdigrisprowl)) Sideswipe: Not even in fire apparently FakeProwl: ((he's hoping to get it BEFORE the movie ends)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((I HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THIS SCENE)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((that inhaler should have exploded in the fire)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((that is all)) Sideswipe: ((yep FakeProwl: ... I'll wait here once the movie's over. Malika: Perfect FakeProwl: *dammit, he wanted to leave early and get some sleep. but nooo. no. the human who thinks it's safe to hang out on a mass murderer's shoulder is suspicious of the police officer.* Butterbuns: ((here we go, MUCH better working sound than what i was watching. Whirl: *solemnly* Praise. Butterbuns: ((I missed the link being posted so I wasn't sure if the night was still on, except the chat was being really quiet)) Malika: ((hhahahahaha poor prowl XDDD )) FakeProwl: *now he's got to sit here late and be cranky and tired because he's trying to protect a damn stupid human who won't give out her damn phone number.* FakeProwl: ((prowlmun wanted to go to sleep early too ;;)) Whirl: ((perhaos malika and prowl could arrange a meeting later?)) FakeProwl: ((nop it's gotta be asap)) FakeProwl: ((besides, how the hell they gonna arrange a meeting if he can't even get her comm)) Butterbuns: ((everything is ASAP in fuzzytime FakeProwl: ((before people leave.)) ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Trying. Overstep unwanted. Prowl stated shared easy path: no activity, also stated Soundwave satisfaction often abandoned. Easy path not wanted. Hard path wanted. Allowed? Whirl: ((ye, fuzzytime is also an option)) FakeProwl: (("asap" as in "it can't be a later thread)) Whirl: ((like, a later thread in our time but set it after the movie in rp-time?)) Malika: Bleeah.. Butterbuns: ((welp 8') rip ItsyBitsySpyers: //She shoulda bit his fraggin' mouth off.// FakeProwl: @Soundwave «I don't know what the "hard path" is. What are you asking for? What do you want us to do, walk on our hands everywhere?» Whirl: Agreed. FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Please. Be blatantly obvious. Describe concrete actions.» B l u r r: / shifts and slouches just slightly. Holding onto Ravage and adjusting shoulders/ FakeProwl: ((i guess that's a possibility. I'd like to. just. get it finished tho. :,) Malika: /meanwhile the movie goes, malika is writingdown something/ Malika: ...That's called bunch of lucky Whirl: Niiice. Whirl: There's nothing like a good chainsaw fight. ...though it'd be more fun with two chainsaws. Airachnid: Two chainsaws are always fun. Whirl: *nods* I need to pick up one for myself. Sideswipe: .... B l u r r: Two chainsaws are fun. B l u r r: I've experienced it ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Wanted: near company, lean if given, hand if given, less fear, other activity experienced before Whirl, Airachnid confirmation. Sideswipe: HAH! ItsyBitsySpyers: //Pfffft.// Malika: The cake is a lie, citation. Whirl: *snorts* Sideswipe: whoops Sideswipe: -snickering- FakeProwl: *considers* ItsyBitsySpyers: \\WHAT'S ANPHLACKIC SHOCK?\\ Airachnid: [chuckles] Whirl: Allergic reaction. Sideswipe: -so much laughter- Malika: /she shook her head before looking at Prowl and hand him a piece of paper with the number on/ FakeProwl: *takes it* Malika: ((don't want to make Prowlmun wait xD I could feel sorry)) FakeProwl: *immediately comms it* Sideswipe: aw...cute ItsyBitsySpyers: \\I GOTTA ASK REMEDY THAT ONE.\\ Malika: @Prowl ::Now you have my comm~ Whirl: Remedy? *looks over and tilts his head* FakeProwl: @Human(???) «Are you capable of answering comms without speaking out loud? If not, just—don't say anything.» ItsyBitsySpyers: \\YEAH. ANCIENT SURGEONY MEDIC BOT. KINDA MY TEACHER.\\ Malika: I'm laughing because ALL her friends just died, and the two men are pretty alive Whirl: Oh, really? *perks up* You're goin into medicine? ItsyBitsySpyers: //Aw.// *Sorta happy-sorta sad for the new couple.* Sideswipe: /That/ was interesting FakeProwl: *PROWL can make comms without speaking out loud. he's pretty sure most humans can't.* Airachnid: Interesting is one word to describe it. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\I DUNNO. SORTA? DON'T WANNA BE NO FULL TIME OR NOTHIN. JUS' LEARN, KINDA.\\ ItsyBitsySpyers: \\'S HOW COME I BEEN HELPIN' HIS CHOPPED-UP AFT, HEH.\\ *jerks his thumb at Blurr* FakeProwl: *considers soundwav'es comment. slightly twitches leg over. knee pressed against soundwave's.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Hey so yeah that biolight thing he got accused of doing? He's doing that. Just a little. Knee press back.* B l u r r: Excuse me. I'm not chopped up. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\CHOPPED UP, SHOT UP... C'MON, I PUT WIRES BACK IN YA LIKE THREE TIMES.\\ FakeProwl: *and now waits antsily for human to reply* B l u r r: To be fair, I'm the one who pulled them out. Malika: /Raised a brow toward Prowl, then start to send something else to the comm./ @Prowl (text) what about a text? Sideswipe: Yeah, and a few other words, but interesting came up first Whirl: Blurr, you are one hundred precent chopped up. At all times. You come PRE-chopped. Malika: ((Omg this soundtrack FakeProwl: @Human «You using text is fine. You can listen to me.» Whirl: But, hey, that's neat, mech. But you've got your work cut out for you if you first patient is gonna be THAT guy. *nods to Blurr with wry humor* B l u r r: ...Excuse? B l u r r: I'm perfectly fine. FakeProwl: @Human «You see the tall skinny black and purple mech with the extraneous limbs on her back? Don't stare. Just indicate if you can recognize her.» B l u r r: I've been stitched together. Whirl: I've said this before, and I'll say it again: You'd say you were fine if you were sitting at the bottom of a smelter. Whirl: Don't ever listen to him, Frenzy. He will never, ever tell you if he's actually hurt or sick. B l u r r: ... Eh, probably. B l u r r: I don't tell people a lot of things. /grabs his maps again. Pats Ravage / ItsyBitsySpyers: =Smell them.= Malika: @Prowl (txt): Ow.. ok, hoping I didn't seemed to be rude toward her before.. B l u r r: ...Smell what? FakeProwl: @Human «Yes or no question, did you see her and can you identify her on sight.» ItsyBitsySpyers: \\OH, NAW. FIRST PATIENT WAS LONG TIME AGO. I BEEN HELPIN' WITH LIL STUFF.\\ ItsyBitsySpyers: \\SOMETIMES I GET TO KEEP SURGERY PARTS AIN'T NO GOOD ANYMORE. THAT'S THE BEST. I GOT ONE OF MAGNUS' SHOULDER THINGS!\\ ItsyBitsySpyers: *He waves a hand way above his own shoulder and laughs* Whirl: Pfft! ItsyBitsySpyers: =Smell sick.= Whirl: Hey, feed them to your barnacle. They LOVE body parts. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Yeah? We just been givin' scrap...// Airachnid: [she's just listening to the coversation the part about Magnus' shoulders got her to laugh though] Whirl: They'll eat that, too. Killer gets a lot of shell casings, but that one time I had that severed limb? Killer LOVED it. Whirl: Took it forever to eat it, though. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy glances at her. They're still wary after stories about their own but she hasn't done anything they don't like. Yet.* Malika: @Prowl (txt) Yes, can recognize her Whirl: ((ariachnid listening to casual chatter about people keeping body parts in their room. ...i mean she totally would too* FakeProwl: @Human «She's Airachnid. Exotic game hunter. To her, "exotic game" is "intelligent aliens." Like humans. And she was staring at you.» ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy chews his thumb.* Malika: @Prowl (txt) Aw.. why I think that's a not good thing? Airachnid: [she has done that before, she has had literal skeletons in her closet] ItsyBitsySpyers: \\GUESS I GOT A KNEE IT COULD EAT ON.\\ Malika: ((Dear, how was called that movie again? XD B l u r r: [[ tucker and dale vs evil ]] FakeProwl: @Human «If she's decided to hunt you and you need help, comm me. All you need to do is say "help" or "emergency" and provide your coordinates. I'll open a bridge.» FakeProwl: @Human «You don't need to explain the situation, you don't need to tell me she's following you, you don't need to say hi. "Help" or "emergency" plus coordinates. Understood?» Whirl: Might as well give it a shot. I mean, I've only ever fed them body parts from the dimension I'm staying in. Whirl: But Killer is from somewhere else, too, so... *shrugs?* Malika: @Prowl (txt) Roger that Prowl~ FakeProwl: @Human «Good. That's all.» FakeProwl: *all right. message delivered. looming threat addressed. prowl's work here is done.* Malika: @Prowl (txt) okey /As stopped to write, she raised her arms for a stretch/ Well.. I think I'll go now B l u r r: Mm... you want a ride home? /grumbling / B l u r r: / it gives him an excuse to crash at the farm / FakeProwl: *and prowl, smart guy that he is, never asked for the human's name* Malika: /She smiled at him/ If ya want, probably it will be also Roady at home B l u r r: Yes, I know who you live with. /pats Ravage and moves to start standing / Malika: ((Mali gave him her name since the beginning XD Whirl: *and insantly Whirl is looking at Blurr with the closest his limited expression can come to a shi t-eating grin* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage snickers at the mention of Roadbuster and leaps off* Whirl: Have a good time, Teach. FakeProwl: ((guess who is sh!t at remembering names. it's prowl. he didn't even notice.)) B l u r r: / stands up and scowls/ I'm just dropping her off... Malika: (( HAHAHAHAHAHAA I lovehim XD )) FakeProwl: ((seriously. he confuses swerve for swindle.)) Airachnid: [she climbed down from the hammock and waved at everyone in the room] Until next time. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Nods to Airachnid* Sideswipe: -shows over, music's over, crowd's leaving, time for him to leave- Sideswipe: Well, that was fun Airachnid: [sneaks off] ItsyBitsySpyers: \\SEEYA ROUND.\\ Sideswipe: 'night! Malika: /Malika stared at Whirl for a moment/ Oh yeah, about Blurr. He is perfectly Fine /yes, she heard all their conversations but without saying anything/ FakeProwl: *doesn't move his head but side-eyes Airachnid as she leaves* Malika: /Waves at everyone/ See ya next time! B l u r r: / waves claw/ Let's get you home, cretin. B l u r r: Before Optimus Prime thinks I've eaten you. Sideswipe: -is gonna leave for home himself- Malika: Stop call me that.. /pout a little, ready to go wit him/ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy flicks a lazy wave in Sideswipe's direction.* Whirl: Bye, you guys. *nudges the twins before they leave* Whirl: And you too! *calling after Airachnid* Whirl: Kid, I've known Teach a lot longer than you. B l u r r: Pits... Whirl: Don't you buy it when he tells you he's fine, because he does NOT take care of himself. Malika: ((lmao, here I imagine Opti and Cade be like "...Where is Mali?" XD )) B l u r r: Fine. Not cretin. Malika. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Twins nudge back and go to join Ravage on the far side of Soundwave's couch* FakeProwl: *Airachnid is gone and the human is leaving. sits up straight in preparation to leave* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave twists some to look, nods.* Malika: /Malika shrugged at Whirl/ the real question is WHO takes actual care of theirself? /and with this, now here she go with Blurr/ ItsyBitsySpyers: *In the meantime, Ravage mumbles something about nanofleas and new humans every week; Frenzy snorts and clamps his hands over his chest vents to muffle them.* FakeProwl: *hesitates. then, kinda... wordlessly, leans in, and just. crest tap.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *!!!!! TAP-SLIDE BACK.* Malika: ((i followed you prowl :3 g'night for who leaves!)) Sideswipe: ((g'night, I'm gonna go see if sleep makes a migrane go away)) Whirl: *snorts after Malika and tips back in his hammock to streeetch* Sideswipe: ((thanks for the movies!)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((yes it does. turn the lights off and anything noisy off and rest)) ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): ...Grateful. Sideswipe: ((yaaay ItsyBitsySpyers: *Laserbeak chooses THIS MOMENT to land on the tipped back Whirl to see if he'll tumble.* Whirl: *he wobbles for a moment, more startled than anything else, and then looks up with a snort* My familiar has returned. Whirl: *he does, after all, have an excellent sense of balance* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «I enjoy it too.» *and he'll learn to be less self-conscious* Whirl: But unless you wanna come home with me, you'd probably better pick a better perch. ItsyBitsySpyers: *The world's quietest hum of satisfaction* ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Peh! Whirl not making promises Lost Light not to keep, eh?}} FakeProwl: *ah, another sound to like* Whirl: Pfft! As if *I* care about rules. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Hey, nuh-uh. She don't get on board before me.// Whirl: *he's gonna hop up and slide out of the hammock. Lasebreak if you stay on him you're going to his room. He means it* Whirl: ..*Laserbea Whirl: Well you'd better grab on, then. Whirl: I could probably hold most of you guys. FakeProwl: @Soundwave «I'll see you next movie night.» ItsyBitsySpyers: *Laserbeak blows an electronic raspberry and floats off Whirl* ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Affirmative. Will enjoy. Whirl: *mimics the sound back at her* Night, losers. ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Niiiiiight~}} FakeProwl: *a farewell ping. disappears.* Whirl: *for the record--and I mention this because Soundwave will probably pick this up on Whirl's surface thoughts--he wasn't looking when they did the head-bump. But-- Whirl: --as he's stated before, his radar is always running and he 100% noticed it. He just does not care* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave hasn't forgotten that. Whirl may look forward to a thank-you gift at some point in the future.* Whirl: *i mean the most whirl has ever done is point out that their relatinship EXISTS. That's it* Whirl: *Blurr is his unlucky Target Number One* Whirl: *bobs his helm at Soundwave before he, too, leaves* FakeProwl: *prowl remembers it too. he has just decided not to care about being watched. ... as long as it's only, like, three witnesses tops at a time.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *That's a start. Nods his helm to Whirl, gets up, collects everyone, and will shortly make his way out*

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