#ch: (sarina go)

[dr-drckken]

Break Up Blues || Turquoise

A few weeks had passed and Drakken was still down in the dumps over his break up. Or betrayal, as he had been referring to it as.

He was usually very quick to bounce back from failures. Sure, he would take a day or two to mope around. He wouldn’t get dressed, if he didn’t have to go to work, and he would sit on the couch and he would just be a useless pile of bones and flesh. A very loud pile of bones and flesh, but a pile of them nonetheless.

Weeks, though? It was unheard of. And this wasn’t even a failure of taking over the world. He felt pathetic. He felt...he felt like he had never felt before. And he blamed it all on the woman-who-would-not-be-named-even-in-his-mind! 

He was in his lab, where he spent most of his time in the house now. Not sleeping, not really eating, and not caring about anything other than working. Or laying around. Which was what he was doing then, laying down on top of the work station, a finger pressing down one side of an empty petri dish so it would lift and fall, lift and fall...

And if there was a wet pool under his cheek, no there was not.

He didn’t even flinch when he heard the door opening, just continued to bounce the dish and stare absently at it.

#title: (break up blues) #ch: (sarina go) #(turquoise)

[nin-deer]

Ch 143

i mean i think we all knew deep down the kiss was gonna happen based on the flow of the story but i think this chap reveals a lot about gorou and sarina

(uh warning this got a little out of hand so its pretty long lmao)

so.

i dont think anyone's completely in the wrong, but i definitely don't think they're in the right either. (not that i condone incest; its just that their motivations led them to this specific point. would the story have been fine without it? hell yeah. please i actually prefer it that way. but this is the direction the author decided to take it, so we have to take it as it is as a point of learning more about the character's motivations)

Let's first analyze sarina and gorou's relationship pre-reincarnation. I think I covered this in my last post where I rambled about onk, but gorou is doing a doctor thing where he "accepts" sarina's proposal just to make her happy. We learn in this new chapter that he basically catered to her every request, and that's what started that infatuation. we know from previous chapters that her bio family's shitty, so the only place she would get this love is from gorou. we also learn in this chapter that it's not actually a romantic love but a fanatic love, for lack of better terms. she sees him as her idol. does sarina even know what it feels to be romantically in love with someone? she spent her whole first life in a hospital, isolated from others her age. she spent her second life very curated and protected because of her mom and her future career; she couldn't really live a normal life. (we'll get back to this point later) all she knows about love is through her idols, so she's channeling it into (what she thinks is) romantic love for gorou.

gorou, on the other side of this, is an actual adult who had an actual life before all this, so he knows what a normal life is like. assuming sarina is one of his first patients, its obvious to see that he got attached, which is a very risky situation for scenarios like this. we see this attachment made her death worse, as he threw himself into following Ai to cope for her death. not gonna go too in depth about this here because, again, i made another post for this that i'll probably link at the end bc im referencing it more than i thought... continuing! he knows sarina doesnt have long left so he wants to do what he can for her, thus creating that "idol" persona sarina has for him.

we see in his regret in this new chap that he actually knows what he's doing and is aware of the consequences of his actions. ruby doesn't. she doesn't regret anything. as someone who reads a lot of isekai/reincarnation stories, its easy to joke that ruby and aqua are their old age + their new age, but that isn't necessarily true for ruby. sure, aqua is old and this could apply to him. but ruby? she didn't make it past 18 before she died. she's like,,, 13 times 2. double 13. she never fully developed in her first life, and she's developing in this current life. it's like a continue from where she left off. aqua actually was an adult, so he has all the knowledge and wisdom of an adult. why does this matter? shift your attention back to the concept of love for a bit. aqua knows what she's doing is bad and is trying to stop her, but the knowledge that she's sarina is making him automatically succumb to her wishes. a part of his brain, because of the trauma, still sees ruby as the sickly sarina he was caring for.

ruby is naïve. she doesnt know what love is. all the love she's ever been exposed to is whatever she saw online: idols. i dont even think she fully knows what the concept of family is. aqua is her brother? nope. aqua is the doctor she proposed to and now she has a chance to follow through like all the shows she's seen. she's closer than ever to him, so why give up the chance? even as ruby, she wasn't exposed to a lot of normalcy because of idol culture. she isn't able to learn about the difference between platonic love and fanatic love. we even see this with ai, who she sees more as an idol than her mom. the joy is in her idol being her mom, someone who's supposed to care for her. it's like shes living a fantasy made just for her. because aqua was so obsessed w revenge, he didn't have the chance to teach her anything, and it's not like he needed to learn bc he already knows. ruby doesn't.

aqua, as the one who understands these nuances, should have sat her down and explained things, but he didn't because of the trauma of sarina. ruby is ignorant and is treating things like a tv drama, now that her dreams as sarina can finally become true. aqua doesn't realize how serious ruby is about this because in his mind this is just a child playing house. ruby is like,,,, imagine you die and you wake up actually being sold to one direction. or whatever happens to you in your fav self-insert scenario/fanfic. idk a better analogy lmao but its like finally being able to play out your fantasies irl. she doesn't realize the real world impacts of her actions because, frankly, she doesn't care. she gets to live out her life as she wants. aqua was shocked after the first kiss with ruby because he realized then she was being serious, but he didn't speak out about it because, again, the trauma™. (we see him again uncomfy with the whole situation in the next page, but his lack of objection could be bc it's a scene in the documentary and he finds it more important to get revenge rn) ruby kissed him then because she purposefully created the mood like that so it would fit in the story she was writing in her mind.

so what does this mean? because of their shared pasts, aqua and ruby are put in this situation where ruby can do what she wants and aqua goes along with it. even if he knows its morally wrong, he can't bring himself to break ruby's immersion in all of this. BUT. big but. aqua shouldn't act like this. they're both capable of living out their lives as normal (barring the revenge and the whole idol stuff). he doesn't need to act like this anymore; ruby's not terminally ill. he's not a doctor. what he should have done was firmly deny her stuff he knows is wrong because then he can educate her about the reason why. as much as their personalities are inspired by their past lives, sarina and gorou are dead. they need to move on and live a aqua and ruby. (Harsh, I know, but because of this scenes like *gestures vaguely to the newest two chapters* happens. if aqua stood his ground and taught ruby about familial love and that what she's feeling is probably not romantic, i think this could have been avoided. but alas, we need it for the ~drama~)

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sorry that went on way longer than i thought lmao. i think i covered everything i wanted to say but im too lazy to read back so fingers crossed

if you made it this far and are curious about the other post i mentioned in the beginning, its here. i just think its some context to my thought process but not necessary to understand this post

#my writing #oshi no ko #oshi no ko spoilers #onk ch 143 #jasdlkflsdkajfh #why did it take me longer to find that first post #than deciding to make this post #anyways #lots of thoughts #none coherent #i wasnt planning on doing this so sorry if its too jumpy #i just finished reading the chap and #i had the urge #man i was living glass half full #then this chap dropped #hopefully it gets addressed #i mean its that last panel that gets me #aqua looks so uncomfortable while ruby is beaming

[kenneth-carson]

Mean Streets || Cargo [Trope Extravaganza]

@accendimi

A meeting of the family had been called and, much to his surprise, Ken had been invited. Usually it was just his mother who attended. On the occasion she would bring someone from their branch upon the request of the Don. So...that meant...

But what could they possibly want with him? It wasn’t like he was a stand out, much to his mother’s disappointment. He did as he was told and got whatever job he was put on done. As far as he knew he held an average reputation among the families! And that was true, everyone had felt for the Carson’s upon realizing their son was a bit of a space cadet, something that could get you killed in this life. 

So he was quite nervous when walking into the meeting, held at the Don’s home at his large dining table, not knowing what he had done wrong. As everyone was invited to sit down he took his place beside his mother. Ken turned to look at everyone and his eyes widened when he saw Sarina was there, too. 

He opened his mouth, wanting to greet her, but a hand on his shoulder stopped him. His mother gave him a curt nod of her head, a warning. Right. Couldn’t talk out of place. Whoopsie daises. But that didn’t stop Ken from staring at Sarina, trying to communicate silently with her over the table. He raised an eyebrow to ask if she knew why they were there. 

#title: (mean streets) #ch: (sarina go) #(cargo) #trope extravaganza

[bohemiansweede]

Baby it's cold outside

Fanfic

Pairing Roger Taylor Brian May Maylor

Warnings Smut 🔞

A /N Brians POV

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Thank you

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It had start to snow like crazy now and we were not even half way home

The two of us had been Christmas shopping for our wifes and kids all day and Roger gaved me a ride home

- Fuckin shit... Cannot see a damn thing here, Roger shouted and tried to remove the snow with the windshield wipers

- Yeah.. Your eyesight is really not the best Rog, I scoffed

- Honestly Bri..

He started to get even more frustrated and the car slid on the road

- Roger.. Take it easy.. do not drive so fast in this weather.. I patted on his knee and his eyes trailed for a breaf second from the road

- You want me to take over?

- You? Driving MY car? No no no... No way..

It was a real blizzard outside now and on top of that it was soon dark

- C'mon Roger.. It is dangerous o..

I could not end the sentence until we were of the road, Roger tried to manouver it, but it was too late, the car stopped just on the side of a big tree

- Oh shit.. Damn it.. I took my palm over your forehead. It was a slight bleading

- Brian, are you ok?

- Y.. Yes.. I am fine.. Just a little scratch..

- Ohh fuck. M so sorry mate.. I..

- It is ok Rog.. Really... But we gotta stop driving .. It might calm down soon tho

I looked outside.. It was hard to see but..

- Hey, look, it is a big house over there they might have a phone.. I have 0% battery

- Even if you had charged it Bri, there is no connection out here.. Damn it.. Sarina is very impatient.. She has to know my every move..

- Anitha is on her theater rehersal so.. I guess she is prob not missing me.. Hey.. Let us check that house out ok?

We went out in the snowstorm and i almost slipped on the pathroad up to the big house

- Wow.. We are lucky Rog.. It is a little hotel

We opened the big door and went inside

The lobby was warm, cozy and fully christmas decorated 

- Good evening gentlemen. How may I help you

- Evening mam, we wonder if we could use your phone?

-I am so sorry Sir the landline is out due to the weather conditions

- Ohh fuckin dammit ... Perfect

- Relax Rog.. Have you heard the forecasts mam?

- They think this will go on all night.. Neither of us can get home either, we all have to stay here..

It smelled delicious from the restaurant and it was warm.. cozy..

- Guess we have no choice but to stay here Rog.

Roger rolled his eyes

- Let's see. We have 1..double left

- What do you say? Roger?. Sorry.. He is a little upset.. Yes we take it. Thank you mam

While I did all booking and got the key, Roger had already left to the bar

He sat alone on a stol swirled his glass and stared blank in front of himself

- Do you want to eat anything Rog?... or are you just drinking now?

- It is just so fuckin typical.. We had a huge fight yesterday.. One of many lately. Thought I was suppose to get home and fix it.. Instead I end up here in the middle of fuckin nowhere.

-.. With me...

- Oh Brian.. Sorry.. His eyes trailed on you while taken down his scotch.. Don't get me wrong but..

- I get it.. We are not suppose to be here.. but there is nothing we can do right now so... Just let us grab a meal and go to bed ahlright

He smirked a little, nodded, placed his empty glass on the bar and got up

The restaurant was pretty crowded But we managed to get a table little off side

- Mmmmm.. The salmon looks good. What are you havin?

- Not hungry

- C'mon.. You WILL be if you not..

- Yes Daddy..

It suddenly became awkward and quiet while he looked on the menu

I sipped on my guiniess and Roger ordered both yet an other scotch and a bottle of wine

His juicy steak looked amazingly good and I almost regreted to be that strict about food

- Looks good Rog..

- Yes it was really really great..

- Sooo... You are feeling better now?

Roger tapped with nervous fingers on the table..

- Well... Not entirely until I can speak to her..

- I understand, you two really love eachother right?

He did not answer.. Instead he waived to the waitress to come over with the bill

- So with that I asume you not wanting anything else?

He just shooked his head

On the way out from the restaurant he passed the bar

- You want one Brian? I can get really drunk now and regret it tomorrow..

Your head spun really fast

- Sure.. I can have... Well.. one more.. I want to think clear, but you knew you couldn’t

I grabbed my glasses and brought them to the open fireplace

We both sat down in the sofa and stared into the fire

- Bri.. I am sorry for being so grumpy.. I am just worried I guess

When Roger drank a lot he was very emotional.. anger, happiness, frustration, sadess,... guilt..

He had been my best friend for long over 40 years now and I knew him inside and out

I almost knew him more than I knew my own feelings.. With other words, I was honest to him, but not to myself

- Yes I know Rog.. But as I said.. there is not that much we can do.... the weather..

- Actually.. There is a lot we can do.

Our eyes locked and we both knew...

He placed his empty glass on the table in front of me, standing up from the couth, I emptied mine quickly

Without a single word we walked upstairs to our room, he fibbled with the room key and he muttered something about not being that drunk

He threw his jacket on the floor and tossed his shoes off, I unbottoned my shirt while looking at him doing the same

We both unbuckled our belts and the pants fell to the floor

I stod on the middle of the floor in just my underwear

Our bodies had changed over the years but I never lost my feeling about how good he looked, his hair was grey now but his eyes were soo big blue as ever and now I could see him looking at me up and down

We slowly walked towards eachother

It was silent, I just heard my own heart pounding in my chest

- I want to kiss you Brian May, Roger claimed, almost in a whisper. My eyes widened.. but don’t be mistaken…. I’ve been wanting to kiss you since the very first time I met you, he carried on.. In fact, I….

I cupped his beautiful face in my hands and kissed him.. Just a little kiss.. I backed out a little from him 

- Rog.. I.. I want this soooo bad I've alw..

Our lips crashed together with a loud moan his big hands trailed up along my back and in my unruly hair

Both our tounges wrestled together and I phanted in his mouth, he let out a little whine

With a struggle my lips left his, instead i kissed down his neck his collarbone.. Kissed the tiny little birth mark he had there, they continued to wander down his chest and down his belly, it was warm and soft like i always had imagined

I placed my hand on his bulge, mouth was watering, he helped me take his boxers off and his leaking cock sprung free

Not waisting any more time i quickly grabbed it in my hand and begun to pump him

I licked the tip with an eager tounge.. Roger growled and almost lost his balance of the feeling he had been hiding for so long.

My tounge licked his prominent vein and soon I finally closed my lips around him, almost swollowed him whole

- Shit... Shit.. Shit Br.. Brian

He whimpered and his eyes were wide and dark with lust

I bobbed my head faster and with tearing eyes I looked up on him, it was not long until his cock started to twitch

-OMFG.. Brian... I am ssso close..

I stopped and tried to stand up on my old legs

They weakened under me

- Lay down on the bed Brian... Let me take care of you

I managed to the bed and laid flat on my tummy

I felt him behind me , Roger kissed my neck and shoulders taking his big caloused palms caressing my ass

- I.. I have been thinkin about this so long... Cannot fuckin wait any longer..

I nodded and felt a lump in my throat... he felt the same

He wetened his finger by his own saliva and i felt his fingertip in my entrance

I whimpered and bucked my ass up at him, he started to stretch me out with his finger, slowly but soon i could not take it anymore

He grabbed my hips, lifting me up a little bit and placed a pillow underneath me

I could feel his cock slowly entering me and with a scream i took the other pillow trying to muffle myself

- Nno.. No Bri.. I wanna hear you

- F.. Fuck Roger.. biting my plump lip.. Oh shit... I.. Ahhh

His one hand grabbed the headboard and he thrusted faster and faster rubbing my prostate over and over again, my body was a trembeling mess and soon my tight hole maked him so close to the edge

Both of us screamed with lust and guilt

- Omg... Brian.. Shit.. I am coming.. Ahhh fuck..

Roger pulled out and just a brief second later I felt his warm cum all over my lower back

He was fast and grabbed my hips so I turned around, i felt totally helpless in his power

His mouth lowered down on me and he took my cock in his pretty mouth, started to bob his head fast, I grabbed his silver hair and bucked my hips up towards him

With a loud cry i came, it spilled over in his mouth and ran down his neck

He went out of bed and into the bathroom..

I looked outside, it had stopped to snow and my stomach burned with angst and guilt

Ok.. This was it.. Whatever it was. It was over.. It had to be

He returned to the bed, landed on his back next to me, wiped my back with the damp cloth

He looked at me and kissed my bruised forehead

- I love you Brian... Always have.. Always will...

He turned off his phone and layed back on my arm, our legs lingered together

This had changed everything

And I finally smiled to myself

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[dailysarina]

The Sarina Project - Fanfic ch. 1

Heeeyyyyy y’all this is my first time writing a fanfic so plz don’t judge me!! I usually just make memes but so many followers have asked me to write something of my own sooooo....... HERE IT IS!!!,! I’m so excited I really think this has a good plot (and anybody who watches Karina’s book reviews knows what a good plot has to include LOLOLOL) So without further ado (hehe I’m fancy) I present........,......... THE SARINA PROJECT (Btw this features Pastel!Karina and Punk!Sarah because I just loveeeee pastel/punk fics they’re the besttttt) (Also this is from Karina’s POV if you cant tell) Chapter 1: Pastel Meets Punk I adjust my pink flower crown in the window and skip into school, proudly carrying my light pink and purple back with five of the same Dan and Phil pins on it. What can I say??? I just LOVE Dan and Phil so much! “Ok, Karina,” I say to myself, like a WEIRDO! “Just smile and say hi to people and you’ll have plenty of friends in no time!!” I’m very worried about making friends at this school, since I didn’t have any friends at my last one. But this one should definitely be different. Right? “Hello!” I say with lots of excitement at the first person I see. Awwww, they just looked at me like I was weird... which is true... but still mean! I don’t let it make me sad though. NOTHING is going to get me down on this first, beautiful day of- “HEY!!! Watch where you’re GOING, you WEIRDO!,!” someone says from above me. Goshdarnit. First day and I’ve already been pushed by someone. I look up, adjusting my flower crown once more to discover who my attacker was and,,, woah. The girl standing above me is the craziest person I’ve ever seen (I mean that in a good way because I’m not a mean person). She was wearing all black, and had long brown hair, at least it was long on one side, the other side was shaved off, and a streak of blue at the front. Her neck and arms were covered in so many tattoos and she had a septum piercing as well! “What do you want?” She asked me in a deep growly voice, her bright blue orbs piercing into my milk chocolate colored ones. I gasped and immediately looked down at the dirty white linoleum school hallway flooring. I was so shocked by her appearance I had TOTALLY forgotten that staring at people isn’t nice! “Staring at people isn’t nice,” she sneered, popping the “p” and smirking down at me. OH NO it’s like she can read my mind! I moved to get up from the ground before two people were at either side of me, grabbing my arms and pulling me up by my pink fluffy sweater. “OMG I am sooo sorry about that!” the girl to my right exclaimed in my ear. “Yeah, we definitely should keep track of our friend more,” the boy on my left added, glaring at the pink girl across from me. “Isn’t that right, Sarah,” he said, making sure to accent the name so she knew he was talking about her. The punk girl, or, “Sarah”, as we have learned scoffed and turned her head to the side, obviously not caring that she had made her friends upset. If she even had the ability to be have friends. But I didn’t say that. Instead I said: “It’s ok. I’m sure under the tattoos and leather she’s a very nice person once you get to know her,” I reply to the people on either side of me, trying to stay positive like I always do. Positivity is my proudest personality trait! By the way the boy on my left and the girl on my right made weird eye contact and the way sarah said “yeah right” I could tell my previous statement was probably very very wrong. “Well anyway,” the boy said. “I’m DJ. It’s very nice to meet you!” He smiles at me and I smiled at him. Our smiling was interrupted by the girl on my right introducing herself. “Hey don’t forget about me!” She said, and we laughed. “I’m Emily, and obviously you know our friend Sarah.” I smiled at Sarah again, but she just kept staring at me with this evil look in her eyes! Didn’t she just tell me it’s rude to stare at people??? “Sarah do you have anything you want to say to the new girl?” Emily turned to Sarah, prompting her to apologize. But Sarah stayed standing there, stony as ever. “Well if Sarah won’t apologize to you for pushing you over, how about we just let you sit with us at lunch!” Emily suggested, popping the “p”. I smiled brightly. “Wow that would be so cool!” I say, “but would Sarah be mad about it?” I adjust my flower crown once more. I tend to do that when I get nervous. Wait, why am I nervous??? “No she can just get over herself!” DJ replied, and we all laughed a lot. We didn’t even notice when Sarah turned on her heel and marched away. “Come on, we should go to class,” Emily said. “What class do you have first?” “Art!” I said excitedly off the top of my head. I had been sooo nervous about forgetting my schedule that I spent hours the week before school started memorizing it, so that’s why I was able to answer Emily’s question so quickly. “WHOA we both have art first to!!” DJ exclaimed. “And...” why did he get quiet all of a sudden? “So does Sarah!” He looked at Emily and they both started giggling hysterically. What’s so funny??? Whatever, it’s probably some inside joke between them, and I don’t want to be worried about anything today. Especially not about that jerk Sarah who pushed me over. Why did she have to be so mean? “Come on let’s go!” Emily said, linking her arm around mine. We started walking, but then almost immediately stopped. It was so sudden I almost fell again! “Wait what is your name?” she asked. “Karina!” I said. “Karina Miranda,” I added, happy to walk into school and immediteatly have a SQUAD! ... Soooo.... that was it! Plz tell me what y’all think but seriously don’t be mean. I’ve never done this before. I’m literally so excited to continue this because I’ve done years of research these two. They’re the loves of my life and I really think I can capture their personalities perfectly. (And yes I know the pastel and punk personalities aren’t exactly who they actually are but that doesn’t matter. It’s art! Am I right?) Anyway I also plan on doing a lot more research to make sure everything about this fic is completely accurate. So you can put away your fact checkers for this one, folks. Dailysarina knows her stuff. Peace! ✌️

#fic #sarina

[dr-drckken]

"I'll see you soon?" "I'll see you soon."

#(turquoise) #ch: (sarina go) #smell yah later bestie <3

[dr-drckken]

turquoise: i don't know how it works but we do. i don't know what we are to one another other than loyal.

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#(turquoise) #ch: (sarina go)

[dr-drckken]

Out of the Goo || Andrakina

@accendimi​ @ugly-anastasia​

Drakken had been ready to get over the whole failed plan as soon as possible. Usually he did not have to deal with the clean up of one of them, aside from when he made the mistakes of trying to do it from the safety of his own lair only for it to backfire. Sometimes literally.

That had sort of been like this, except it was a whole town. The town he and Sarina were continuing to live in. It wasn’t as if anyone knew it had been him, both crushing and convenient, so there had been no need for a hasty exit.

But still, nearly 2 weeks later, some of the purple goo had yet to be cleaned up in their own neighborhood. Angry and upset, and thinking it probably best to get rid of any evidence, had signed up for the little clean up. 

“You sure you have nothing better to do?” he asked Sarina, who had followed him out when he’d told her where he was going. Drakken waved to the woman next door, who had organized this whole thing, hoping that was enough of a check in. Apparently not. “Oh, she’s coming over here, act natural.”

#title: (out of the goo) #ch: (sarina go) #ch: (anastasia tremaine) #(turquoise) #(draisa) #(andrakina) #the BEST neighbors

[dr-drckken]

Mail Time || Turquoise

@accendimi

Drakken had come home from Spring Break elated! He had told Sarina all about his break in at Blight Industries and waved the piece of paper with the stolen information in her face like the trophy it was! They had everything they needed in order to find out where one of those abominations would be delivered, and then all they would have to do was go take it off some idiot’s door step! 

Only...well, the next delivery closest to them had been a few weeks out. And to some government weapons research facility...

“It’s only 30 minutes away!” he had insisted.

That was where they found themselves now, sitting in a car. Porton Down. The place was surrounded by fence, the only way in having one of those little guard stations for people to show their ID’s or whatever to some fool sitting inside the small building to let them in. 

“Where is it!” Drakken blurted out, impatient. He sat forward, fast enough to make the seat belt he still had clicked into place pull tight and hold him against the seat. He let out a frustrated sound as he fought against it. “The delivery truck should have been here 40 minutes ago!” 

#title: (mail time) #ch: (sarina go) #(turquoise)

[dr-drckken]

Y’all Not Gonna Get No Sleep Cuz Of Me || Turquoise

@accendimi​

After the storm had passed and Mrs. Chakraborty had deemed it safe enough for him to leave, and he and Vixey had made proper plans to see one another again, Drakken had left the farm. It was dark by then, the lingering grey clouds blocking out the moon to make it all the more. But did he care? Not really.

When he walked in the door to the house he figured he could have gone straight to his room to fall asleep, tell Sarina all about what happened the next morning.

...Or.

He lingered at the bottom of the stairs, knowing very well that he couldn’t just go barging into Sarina’s room. That would be invasive. Also she would probably kill him or something. She would need to come down stairs. If he called to her she’d probably ignore him. He would need to annoy her out of there. Drakken went into the kitchen and began making as much noise as he could. Cabinet doors were slammed shut, the fridge was open and closed several times, his footsteps were made to be extra stompy.

When she still didn’t come down he took a pot out of the drawer and began banging one of the cookie sheets against it.

#title: (y'all not gonna get no sleep cuz of me) #ch: (sarina go) #(turquoise) #pots and pans #jenga blocks #same thing really

[dr-drckken]

A Nightmare on Sycamore Street || Turquoise

Something strange is afoot at 424 Sycamore...even more-so than usual...

@accendimi

DRAKKEN: Frustration had been building like a loose thread being pulled from a hem. The line tensed, finger it was wrapped around turning purple, and it did not seem to want to come willingly. 

In the beginning things had gone so smoothly! He had obtained the list of orders without getting caught. Stealing the actual package had been a lot more bumpy, but after a few weeks of watching the news and knowing that the government wasn’t going to go around showing off the cracks in their security to the public, he had considered that one a win, too. So why was the third and final act being so difficult? He was so close, he could practically taste it! 

Or maybe that because he was only centimeters from the purple goo as he worked. 

Drakken had been laboring on his plan for months now. Months! All because of the stupid magic that always short circuited or altogether denied the modifications he had been trying to make to it. But he wasn’t about to give up. Magic was just a form of science that he did not understand yet! All in good time… so long as that time was kept relatively short. 

He didn’t glance up from where he was working when the door to the lab opened as there was only one possible person who could be using it to enter. “I thought you were leaving.”

SARINA: Sarina was ready for a fun night out. She was in a sexy version of poison ivy, she was tempted to use one her past vigilante costumes and make that more sexy and less practical but she also didn’t want to be recognized with his little arch nemesis running around. 

But that didn’t mean she could leave without checking on Drakken, make sure he didn’t blow himself up with that new abomination thing.

“Oh don’t worry I will be, I’m looking forward on judging many many people tonight and their costumes. Figured I would check to see if you blew something up before I left.” Sarina walked in closing the door behind him and sitting on the arm of the couch she usually lounged on when she came in here.

DRAKKEN: This made him frown, mocking what she had said under his breath as he continued to work. Blow something up. Ha! As if he would do something like that without it being on purpose! 

…except he had. Several times. Whatever was still rejecting the modifications had been more than a little moody when he would get too heated. But he didn’t like to admit defeat or wrong doings. Even with the scorch marks still lingering along the walls. 

“I’m perfectly capable of looking after myself,” he finally said at full volume, having to get through his mutterings. Though he didn’t insist she go and have a good time, what was it that she said? judging people?, because truth be told he did like to have the company when it was available. 

“It just won’t do what I want it to!” Drakken yelled, picking up the piece he had been working on and flapping it around. It was a part of a larger whole and this part happened to be the hand, the goo having been crammed into a rubber suit he had put together. This was to try and hide the purple stuff and to make it look more human rather than…whatever one would call the shape of the Abomination. 

He placed the glove back down and tried again, hooking up the wires to the power supply. At first it didn’t seem to do anything and Drakken raised a brow. He reached over for the controls and pressed a button, watching as the thumb bent in response. Then he pressed another button and everything went up in sparks, shocking him from where his finger had been touching the panel. 

At the end of his already very short fuse Drakken picked up the hand again and threw it across the room, uncaring of where it landed as he went back to looking at his notes to see what he was missing. 

The glove had landed on one of his other works in progress, the one that held the battery they had stolen months before. A purple glow began emanating from that corner of the room. One moment the hand lay flat and the next it was standing, seemingly at attention.  

SARINA: Sarina tuned out Drakken as he mumbled, usually his mumbles meant nothing to her. Plus it was most likely him bitching and she didn’t want a headache before tomorrow when she would be fighting off a hangover.

“Ah yes, throw the thing that will make it work. Why don’t you hit it against the table next maybe it will reset.” Sarina mused as she watched him after the shock just in case but eventually she just lay out on the couch.

“I swear if that purple glow means you’re about to blow up this house I’m gonna be pissed.”

DRAKKEN: “What?” he griped, twisting around. The safety goggles he was wearing made his eyes appear bigger behind the polycarbonate lenses, like an owl as he blinked at her. Since his head was no longer bent over his notes he caught the glow in his peripheral and turned to see the hand. His brow furrowed.

Drakken stood from his chair and walked over to the glove. After a moment of studying it he did what any good scientist would do in his position, he poked it. When it didn’t fall over he laughed, then laughed some more as he picked it up and held it above his head as if he had just won some sort of trophy. 

“Do you know what this means!” He came running over to where Sarina was on the couch, now waving the hand around in her face. He stopped suddenly, standing back up as he regarded it again. “Well, I’m not sure but- it means we’re close! Ha! I’m brilliant!” 

Drakken went back over to the counter, carrying the glove like a child with their beloved stuffed animal best friend, and began to gather the rest of the purple goo appendages he had removed from the original container. They were all set around the other machine so that he could then go get the giant jar with the rest of the magic ooze. 

If he wanted to go about this properly then he would continue as he had, slow and steady, taking notes, performing experiments to gather information until he could carry out the experiments and tests.

But he didn’t want to do that. Who did? When he had just witnessed what he had? When he hadn’t attempted to take over the world in months? 

Instead he poured all the goo back into the vase-like container, aside from the original glove that was still tucked into the crook of his elbow, and then tried to pick the whole thing up. After a long moment of struggling he huffed, turning to look over his shoulder at Sarina. 

He cleared his throat, tone a sarcastic version of polite that gradually ebbed away into annoyance, “Would you mind getting off the cOUCH AND HELPING ME?” 

SARINA: Sarina watched Drakken carefully as she waved the thing in her face reaching out one finger to push the glove away from her. Who knew what that had touched and she wanted none of that on her. She couldn’t even hide the turn of her nose until he walked away.

The thing was he was so cute. Like a child excited over a project that finally worked and that nose turned up turned into a soft smile as she watched him cuddle the glove.

At least until he turned to look at her again and her face morphed into annoyance as she let out a loud sigh. “This outfit isn’t meant for work. It’s meant to work but not for work.” Sarina mused though she pushed herself into a standing position walking over to lift the whole thing.

“Where do you want it?”

DRAKKEN: “That doesn’t make any sense,” he told her before brushing the whole thing off as she got up. Was he a little miffed that she could pick up the entire bucket? Yes. He also brushed that off as it didn’t really matter when it could lead to him ruling the world, then he wouldn’t ever have to worry about picking up buckets again! Or anything for that matter! 

“Pour it over the shrink ray!” he said, flapping a hand at it. The battery lived inside the half finished device. He figured the best bet was to simply recreate what the glove had done. 

Drakken watched with rapt attention as the purple goo fell over the invention, a sort of evil version of maple syrup, almost. It fell over the sides, dripping to the ground to puddle at the bottom. Most pooled on the top, breaching into the cracks between pieces of metal that had been soldered with a half broken iron that burnt him more than it did work. 

It sat there….and sat there…aaaand sat there. 

Finally, Drakken was too impatient to hang onto his excitement. 

“Why is nothing happening!” he yelled, marching over. “Come on!” 

He poked it with the toe of his boot, shifting the device just so. Something sparked and then the entirety of the mess began to glow the same pinkish purple from before. Only it was much brighter now that there was more surface area that was illuminating, casting the entirety of the lab into the same hue. 

The concoction began to hum, the goo vibrating until the movements became too big and had to be categorized into a wiggle. Large forms began to look as though they were reaching out, trying to break free from the blob. It all began to re-conglomerate, the puddles on the floor pulling back into the middle to form one giant mass that looked almost akin to the thing Drakken had witnessed on the stage at the Blight Industries demonstration during Spring Break all those months ago. Even the hand he had been hugging to himself was pulled from him, crawling across the floor to join the rest. 

Then, like a bubble, it burst, plastering the lab in the goo.  

SARINA: Sarina constantly doubted Drakken’s plans but right now pouring something over something else that could explode had her wary of it. But hey she still did it taking a quick step back watching both Drakken and the goop.

As everything pulled itself together, Sarina slowly inched back.

Rarely did these plans work and for a moment, Sarina knew that it was going to work.

She hadn’t gotten far enough away before it did explode and she shivered in disgust.

“DRAKKEN WHAT IS ON ME?!”

DRAKKEN: Sarina’s voice broke the initial shock that was keeping him still. He reached up to pull his goggles up, the lenses covered in the goo, and had a look around the lab. It had gotten a refinishing, that was for sure. 

“Well,” he turned to look at her and shrugged. “How many times have I told you about proper lab etiquette? There’s lab coats and glasses right by the door for a reason.” 

Now probably wasn’t the time for a lector but he also did not want to acknowledge that it was entirely his fault her costume had been ruined. 

Just as he was about to make a break for the stairs, hoping that the stuff would slow her down at least, the stuff started to move. Again. This time it seemed to have almost read his mind as it all began to inch toward the stairs, the splatter marks and puddles all moving on their own. Even the pieces that had gotten onto the two of them crawled off and followed the rest down the secret staircase until the whole lab was cleaned of any signs of it. 

Drakken’s whole body shivered at the feeling of the slime slithering off his clothes, paused as he realized where it was headed, and then was quick to follow, falling over his own feet as he rushed down the stairs after it. 

SARINA: Sarina was going to throw up. Not only was she covered in some type of goop, it was moving, inching off of her and considering most of her costume was skin… it was disgusting.

She needed a shower ASAP. She was almost tempted to use their :in case of exposure” shower in the corner. But that wasn’t going to make her feel better.

By the time it was off her and Drakken was running down the stairs, Sarina’s eyes were still closed trying to get some semblance of calm as her hands lit up ready to burn all of the goop and she stomped down to find Drakken.

DRAKKEN: His shoulder hit the wall of the second landing, having been running down the non-hidden stairs of the house too fast for his own braking system to slow him down. Drakken reached the bottom just in time to watch bits of the goo wiggle under the door to the backyard. He went after it, throwing the doors open and stepped out into the cool evening air. 

Drakken gave a little shriek, seeing various figures of people in their backyard. That was until Sarina’s green glow caught up, reflected in the eyes of each and every person that now stood before him. Except they weren’t people, it was the goo, formed to look as he had envisioned. Henchmen of his own design! More were still forming behind, growing and standing at attention one after the other. 

“It worked,” he breathed, astonished. Honestly, he would have been happy with just the giant blob at this point but this? This was- “Incredible! It really worked!” 

Drakken clapped his gloved hands together with glee and bounced on his feet, looking back at Sarina as he went to circle around and observe the closest goo-henchmen. “We did it! Look at this! A whole army at our disposal!” 

SARINA: An Army? Somehow Drakken had succeeded. Sarina’s hands stopped glowing as she leaned back against a wall, far from those things.

She supposed it was just a matter of time before something he did worked out.

“And what are you going to do with them now?” Did Sarina need to quickly round up the Sykes and warn them.

DRAKKEN: Drakken opened his mouth, chest puffed up, ready to answer…! 

Until he frowned because he really had no idea. It was a nice, sizable army, but were they enough to take over the whole world? Probably not. He would need more of them, which meant he would need more of that goo! All in good time, though, because maybe they could start making headway up to the top. 

Tonight, the UK. Tomorrow, with more of that purple stuff, they could take on the world! 

“We’ll take them for a test run, of course!” he announced, like this had always been his plan. Drakken began the evil laugh only to have to stop when none of the…what was he going to call these things? Synthetic henchmen? Abominations, like their predecessor? 

Syntho-Abominations! Yeah, that sounded fine, even if it was a bit of a tongue twister. 

“Uh, go!” Drakken tried, addressing the army. They all stared blankly, the green lights of their eyes giving him nothing to work with. “Move! Conquer! Do my bidding!” 

Still, nothing. 

“Drat!” he whirled around, skitting back into the house. “I forgot about the remote!” 

A few moments later, paired with several loud bumps that indicated where he was in the house, Drakken reappeared with the control panel. He pressed a few buttons, smacked it once with the heel of his hand, pressed another button, and wa-la! The syntho-abominations seemed to adopt coherency, no longer stock still but like they’d been awoken. 

He cleared his throat, “Er, wave your right hand?” 

Everyone complied. He laughed, excitement returning. “Stop! Now..pat your heads and rub your stomachs.” 

Again, everyone complied, though some seemed to be struggling with that combination. Drakken grinned, turning to look at Sarina and nodding for her to give it a go. 

SARINA: Sarina sighed, what could have been very terrifying stood there rubbing their bellies. She wasn’t sure how Drakken always managed to do this. Look silly and make everything around him look just as silly.

She was collateral and had to make sure she did not suffer the image repucussions.

“March in place?” Sarina commanded with a raised eyebrow.

DRAKKEN: And march in place the syntho-abominations did. 

Drakken pressed another button on the controller and they all came to a halt. 

“Well it seems manual works just fine, what’s say we try out automatic,” he grinned, something much more wicked than the previous boyish expressions. “Soon world domination will be in my grasp with this platoon of the syntho-abomination army! My goo children of evil will be doing all the heavy lifting for us!” 

The evil laughter began to brew as he punched in his commands to the controller. It was all coming together! Finally! It had been far too long for a plan of his to take actual shape, and now that they actually had made progress before them he could remember what it was all about. 

One last button and the syntho-abominations all snapped to attention, wandering off in separate directions. Drakken’s laughter became full fledged, his head tilting back as he let the joy of the foolproof plan take over- until the sounds of destruction began. 

“Wha-” he looked up, watching as the syntho-drones had started to try taking apart their backyard. “No! No, you ungrateful brats, the rest of the town!” 

The army all paused, turning to look at him, then at one another, and then set down what they were doing to begin making their way outside of the gated back garden. Down the alleyways, through other people’s yards, some even going through people’s houses, to avoid grouping together in one large crowd. They were gone within several minutes, dispersed and impossible to figure out where they had come from unless you were either of the two criminals standing at ground zero. Into the greater Swynlake area they went, doing as they had been commanded, and causing what chaos they could in their path. 

Drakken turned to Sarina, happy as a clam, “Sorry if I ruined your night of judging what other people are dressed up as but I think you can still do that from Town Hall while they’re begging us to make all of this stop, don’t you?” 

SARINA: Sarina face palmed, shaking her head as she looked over the creatures destroying their backyard. While in theory it was fine, she didn’t care and Annie would have another fit. It was still stupid, foolish and stupid… did she think stupid already.

“I mean at this rate this looks interesting too, so let’s just see how this night goes. Did you do anything to make sure our house was off limits?”

DRAKKEN: “Well, I…I just did!” he said, flapping a hand in reference to him yelling at the syntho-abominations and them getting on with the taking over the world. Drakken pulled it back to swipe down his face, his spine straightening. No, nope! He was not going to let her ever pessimistic attitude rain on his parade today of all days! 

In fact, nothing was going to rain on it! He had an unstoppable army at his beck and call! What could possibly defeat him? 

He recovered his good mood in an instant at this thought and tucked the controller under his arm. “Besides, what does it matter? We’ll have the choice of whatever house we want after tonight! We could have someone’s mansion or even the hotel. Or better yet we could make everyone in this town build us a castle of our own!” 

More evil laughter spilled out of him, only this time it was accompanied by the distant sounds of screaming and a little bit of wreckage. Drakken turned, eyes lit up as they peered out into the night. He scrambled to move after more sounds of the chaos filtered through, heading into the house to leave out the front door. “Come on, Sarina, we’re missing it!” 

#title: (a nightmare on sycamore street) #ch: (sarina go) #(turquoise) #happy halloween!!!

[dr-drckken]

Unpack All That || Turquoise

@accendimi​

If there was one good thing to have come out of the nightmare that had been October, it had been Sarina suggesting he get a bigger place. It had been a bit of a head scratcher as to where he was going to get the money, save stealing it, until Sarina had said she would be joining him in this new place of theirs. This had been a bit surprising, considering the context of which this whole idea had come from, but not unwanted whatsoever. It would be just like old times. 

It had taken some time for them to agree on something they both liked, put a bid in it, do all the paperwork, and actually get the house. By the time the realtor had given them the keys Drakken was exhausted. Being a regular citizen was terrible. He wished Sarina could have just threatened them to hand over the keys and do the paperwork for them.

Moving day had finally arrived as they did at the house in the rented moving van. 

“Ugh,” he groaned, getting out from the passenger seat. “This is going to take forever.”

#title: (unpack all that) #ch: (sarina go) #(turquoise)

[dr-drckken]

It’s Clobbering Time || Turquoise

@accendimi

Drakken had completely forgotten about the crystal that odd person had given him. He had fully intended on using it as soon as he got home but then mother had called and he had gotten distracted, putting the rock down somewhere while he talked to her. Then he had forgotten where that was, until a few days ago! He had found it in behind the cereal boxes! 

They had said the person he hated most would be tormented by nightmares when they slept. Ha! Just like they had made his days in college a nightmare! The crystal had lit up as he held it. Nothing happened, but he knew within a few days he would be able to call them and tell them the misery they were experiencing was because of him! Dr. Drakken!

That night he hadn’t attempted to go to sleep until late, insomnia keeping him up reading. Just as his brain had started to lull into the unconscious, it was pulled somewhere much darker. The first few days, he had thought it was the town making him wake up yelling. The next few, he didn’t sleep. Then, he finally admitted to himself that...that stupid tree hugger had conned him! Instead of affecting his greatest enemy, it had turned on him! 

He needed to destroy the stupid thing, and who was the one person he could count on for strength and green...you know he didn’t really know what it was her flames were, she had never let him test on her and- not important at the moment. 

Drakken had called Sarina to come over ASAP and pulled open the door when he saw her coming down the hall through the peep hole. He waved her on to hurry up and get inside. “It’s about time! I called you ten minutes ago, what took you so long!” 

#title: (it's clobbering time) #ch: (sarina go) #(turquoise)

[dr-drckken]

Oh Snap || Turquoise

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After the idea of a shrink ray had been floated around, Drakken had actually put the plan into motion! Turns out, there was a whole lot more quantum physics to figure out than he would have liked. Not to mention the power source for it would require resources he didn’t have.

Which was why he was just going to steal one! 

Well, Sarina was. He was just sort of there to make sure she got the right one.  Apparently some private scientist in Wales had been able to come up with this super small, super powerful battery. It was on the hush hush, but everyone in the criminal science forums was talking about it. He had begged and pleaded with Sarina, following her around until finally she caved and agreed to drive to Wales. 

The plan was simple: get in, get the super-battery, get out. 

“Ah, feels like old times,” he sighed as they approached the building the battery was supposed to be held in. Truthfully, he had missed this part of the job. Drakken turned to her, “You ready?” 

#title: (oh snap) #ch: (sarina go) #(turquoise) #the title will make sense later #....probably....

[dr-drckken]

Dig It Up || Turquoise

@turn me on

Drakken grumbled under his breath as he, yet again, stumbled over something in the underbrush of the forest. It had been happening more and more frequently now that he and Sarina had ventured off the hiking trails. He knew it wasn’t his fault since the terrain was tricky, but it still grated on his nerves since all he was doing was walking. 

He glanced sideways at Sarina, wondering when she was going to ask why they were here, what they were doing, and any other reasonable question. Drakken usually looked forward to the big evil rant about his plans, they were one of the best parts of the job. 

But he hadn’t done that this time, had just asked her when she would be available to take a trip into the forest to go get something. This was mostly because he didn’t want to have to admit that they were working for someone else and that, in the grand scheme of things, all of this was just to ensure he didn’t get killed off. Which was, in retrospect, important to the plan of wanting to take over the world since he couldn’t do that if he was dead, but he was supposed to be someone to fear! Not someone who feared others! 

Drakken cleared his throat, eyes darting back in front of him, “Shouldn’t be too far now. Do you need any water? Uhh, oh, I brought trail mix!” 

#title: (dig it up) #ch: (sarina go) #(turquoise)

[dr-drckken]

Back to the Grind || Turquoise

@accendimi

Honestly, waking up from the latest of one of those...weird...dream...thingies...had been a lot sadder than the first one had been. In the first he had been a servant. In this one he had been a successful business man. It had been a bit gut wrenching to realize, mid-dream, that all of it was a lie and that it was only a matter of time before it was all gone. It had definitely been one of those morning where he had tried to keep his eyes shut and hang on just a little bit longer. 

While he would mourn that life, minus the part about being in West Texas of all places, Drakken wasn’t the kind of person who let a loss stop him. 

He had been standing in front of the refrigerator in his apartment when someone knocked on the door. Usually he would ignore it or let his roommate get it but since he was right there he figured he’d at least see who it was. 

“Sarina?” he asked after he had pulled the door open. “What’re you doing here? We didn’t have anything scheduled, did we?” 

#title: (back to the grind) #ch: (sarina go) #(turquoise)