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fioooweeooweeeoo · 3 months

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Extraordinary You

- By Fioweeo

GENRES: slow burn cz yes??, (e2L-> frenemies2lovers), ANGST, 18+ MINORSSS DNI for obvious reasons, may have sm*t in the next chapters, fluff ofcourse we cant leave that out, there will be warnings in the next chapters if said so, IDK WHAT ELSE BUT IMMA JUST LEAVE THIS HERE FIRST AS ISSS !!! HINT OF LOAK X READER !!!

Taglist: @glimmering-darling-dolly @teyamsatan @teyamshuman

Word Count - 8 k

Synopsis: Being born in a different planet that is practically for your kind to live in is surely the most shocking thing someone would hear from another, but not for Y/N. No. Out of all the things she would be worried about? It's definitely not being in Pandora- that until a certain someone comes into the story.

Y/n has had her fair share meetings with the navi people, that being part of the specific humans who were allowed to stay on pandora through the famous Jake Sully of the Omaticayan people, the Olo'eyktan of the Omaticayan people, and the ever great Toruk Makto. That being said, being the daughter of one of the recomms and good ol' friend of Jake, Trudy Chacon, its not a surprise that Y/n has already met their family, including the children- well- except for one, that is Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan- Prince of Omaticaya, The fierce son of Toruk Makto, The perfect little soldier- blah blah blah, you name it.

Y/n has always wished to become one of the people, and maybe even more. Stuck in a planet where your kind couldn't possibly live was a life Y/N had grew up living normal to. Learning the ways of the navi people (through research) but hopes to learn it differently was a dream Y/N has always longed for. To learn and become one of the people..

So when the time comes and two fates meet- who will say that it's not just destiny that brings them together?

Chapter 1 - Until I found you

Chapter 2 - Till I Met You

You woke up with a pounding in your head, you opened your eyes as you stare up in to a woven ceiling, you’re in a hut. Mo’ats Healing tent. You raise your body too quickly making you lightheaded, Mo’at sees you awake and smiles a little.

“You’re awake now my child? Why so soon?”

“I - uhm- did-... did something happen?”

“Lay down first my child-”

“But i” Moat gives her look

“Okay..”

“What happened to me?” You ask Moat as she applies a little healing paste to your scabs and wounds, making you hiss a little

“You were injured badly, a little while ago, but thats from what i have heard, Jake must know what happened, maybe you can ask him..”

As soon as Moat finishes up adding medicine to your wounds, not a moment later, Jake had enter the hut.

“Baby- listen, we have no other option, we need him back to stop them all”

“He saved him! He was almost the reason why-” Moat clears her throat

“Mother…” Neytiri says to Mo’at as her gaze then shifts to you, her face contorts to that of worry and concern, you had never been this close to Neytiri, especially alone without both Lo’ak and Kiri, but you feel alittle relieved Jake was there. You had come to know about her disdain for human kind, ofcourse of what had happened to her father and sister, and though she did not want spider too close to her children, she had her boundaries knowing Jake was like them too, and when you had been born … well, you had very few interactions with her only knowing Jake was accompanying her to the lab to check on Grace and the other scientist, that being Norm, Max and Lara,

“Hey kiddo, you doing alright?” Jake asks you, as you sit up with a grunt

“Never been better sir-” you hiss at the sudden sharp pain at your leg, you'd forgotten that harsh fall from being chased by the teams that the pain didn't seem to settle in until now. Although most of the medicines that Mo’at had put on you awhile ago seemed to lessen it.

“Do not worry my child, it'll only be a few days until it heals, but you're only able to walk for now.”

“We're gonna go eat dinner right now, I told Norm and Lara that you're here with us and you're safe but they'll be here around first thing in the morning”

“Mo- morning??”

“You've been out cold for around 4 hours, seemed like that fall did a number on you both ”

“Wait- what do you mean both-”

“My son saved you both from that fall remember? That explosion could've damaged you both even more but luckily he knew which part of the forest you guys were in”

Lo’ak?...

“Is- is he alright? Is he okay-?” You feel worried from that fall and how he must feel after he had been injured from it- but that wasn't your initial thought, who was that man from earlier-

“Ma'Jake.” Neytiri holds Jake's shoulder and gave him a look, a look that only both of them knew, until jake looks back at you and back to neytiri that he whispers something to her that you couldn't make out. “If you would like, child, you may visit him, he is… feeling a little unwell at the moment- but I'm sure.. he would like to see how you're doing as well..” You feel a tiny bit startled by how Neytiri is taking to you, your slightly terrified but also relieved for some reason

You take a deep sigh “I'd like to see him”

Jake and Neytiri look at each other before jake nods in approval, he tilts his head signing for you to follow them both. Mo'at helps you up as your still injured from the fall, silently thanking her for helping you up, you wore a shawl before going out to follow them both to their hut, that's when you see it, or him to be exact. And it wasn't Lo'ak..

Neteyams sleeping figure was slightly upright laying on a few furs to help elevate his body, his body looked tired and scars and bruises were scattered everywhere, one of the injuries you've noticed by far was his ankle. Of course it had looked bad in the beginning but it looks a lot worse now that you see it upclose. You whispered silent worries under your breathe which awoke Neteyam, the eyes you recognised now were the same ones from when he saved you. His eyes grow wide seeing your form standing there before him, as he then looks to the side seeing his parents right behind you, he grunts a little, sounding annoyed when he says-

“Why is she here?” His voice slightly rough and husky, he breathes heavily as he questions his parents

“Neteyam.” Neytiri says his name firmly, earning a small grunt from him, until he apologises

“Tsap'alute si-” (I apologise-) Neteyam says to you, though he assumed you didn't know what it meant but your smile said otherwise-

“Txe'lan Mawey” (It's okay) You say to him, he feels slightly shocked you knew the meaning of it, so did his parents looking at you to him with an amused expression, though his reaction faltered after a few seconds returning to his stoic demeanour.

“We will leave you two to speak to each other for a moment-” Neytiri says to you and Neteyam. “We'll call you kids once dinners ready” Jake nods to the both of you before Neytiri pulls him out of the hut, closing the flap of it for your privacy. You look from the exit to Neteyam, he looks at you like your some kind of nuisance entering his space before him, you had felt something stick at your throat because of the way he looks at you, but you swallow that fear with pride and sigh inwardly, as you were about to speak he talks before you do-

“Why are you here? You do not need to come and check on me like I'm some baby pa'li that needs help” Neteyam barks as if you were in the wrong, you felt a small jab in the heart for the way he speaks to you, and felt the need to say something back but you hold it to yourself, knowing he saved you, you felt some sort of pity for the way he must've felt the need to save you, you were always like this around others, spider obviously telling you that most people would take advantage of the way you are, but you just want to understand. You sighed again but your face turns into a more serious one.

“Did mother ask you to come here? You should leave then, do not force yourself to come here because of-” As you almost let himself speak over you again, you talked over him this time. “She didn't ask me. I wanted to.” You said firmly, he was a little lost of his words when you said this.

“Why are you here then?” he asks again “Why did you save me?” You say back. He looks at you in disbelief, he wonders if your crazy for asking such nonsense or if the fall did really hit you hard. “Are you seriously asking me this?” He retorts, making you question why you asked in the first place, wanting to facepalm yourself for asking an idiotic question. “Maybe..” He rolls his eyes from your answer as he faces to the wall of his hut. “I wanted to check up on you… because i was worried… if anything I'm glad you're doing better” You say to him, making him look back at where you were, you took two steps near him and he gulps at the distance between you two. He looks down to where you were, seeing that your hand was about to touch his arm full of scars and bruises, he pulls his arm back a little causing you to look up at him, his heart aches at the eyes he once knew. “S-sorry, it still.. hurts..” you look at his arm and nod, sighing feeling bad for the way he got hurt trying to save you. “I'm sorry..” Neteyam looks at you, brows furrowed with confusion, why are you sorry? You did absolutely nothing wrong, he saved you and yet your sorry? It should be him who's sorry, for not protecting you better, is what he thought until- “Why did you save me…?” You asked him once more, which makes him feel confused until you repeat yourself “I mean- why would you save me- your family they-” “Kids! Dinners ready, let's go-” Jake announces when he opens the flap of the hut, you turn from jake to neteyam quickly as he gives you a look, you don't know if he's asking you to leave or he has something to say but as you speculate further, jake calls both of you again.

“We're coming, dad!” Neteyam shouts back to him, “Let's go, it can wait-” You say to Neteyam as you both leave the hut and enter his families hut, there you see loak, kiri, and tuk. You hugged each one of them as you remember falling behind them in the chase, you sigh in relief knowing they were okay, but no spider… you felt anxious as to why he isn't there, normally you'd be fine with all 3 of the siblings with you, but not seeing spider made you feel weird. You think about asking jake–

“Where's spider?...” You ask jake and Neytiri, both of which look to each other then back to you as they try to brush the subject off, you felt suspicious as to why they didn't answer.

“Let us first eat my child, the food may get cold-”

You look at them with slight worry, but you ignore it thinking he might come sooner or later. You all sit in one circle, Surrounding the bonfire passing on the bowl of fruits to one another, you sat between Lo'ak and Neteyam, as you take the bowl from Lo'ak, you take a few pieces and pass it on to Neteyam, he takes the bowl cupping your hands under it, he was deep in thought looking at you as your eyes rake over his features, you seem to take note that neteyam looks much similar to Neytiri but also has the stature and build like Jake, though he did not look similar to Jake in some features, there was still some human blood in him that resembled jake like his leadership and skills. But as you felt the need to stop over analysing the person in front of you, neteyam seems to be also lost in your gaze, you felt a little nervous wondering if he was feeling annoyed because he wasn't saying anything. Jake had to clearing his throat that made Neteyam focus back to his surroundings, and as he looked to his left which is where is father is, he looked back to you, nervously looking at him as if it had taken awhile for him to just take the bowl from you.

“Sorry.” He said sternly, passing in the fruits again until everyone had their share. Everyone had silently ate their food until Jake had started a conversation, talking to Mo’at and Neytiri about upcoming events for the clan. You look around all of them conversing to one another, tuk and kiri lost in a conversation, as Loak nudges your side making you look to him at your right, he smiles and leans over to whisper into your ear “You okay?... you seem nervous” “Maybe because I've never had to sit and eat dinner with your whole family before?” Lo'ak rolls his eyes at your comment and continues “Well I mean you've got me” You push him slightly cringing and softly giggling at his comment, as you both silently snicker.

Neteyam clears his throat catching both of your attention to him, he glares at you and Lo'ak, eyeing Lo'ak with a warning as he gaze lands back to you making you shift in your seat, Lo'ak grumbles a little and leans in again “Don't mind him, he's just mad at me for some bullshit I did probably, I don't know for you though” “Maybe if you focus on eating instead of talking to me then he wouldn't be looking at you like some yerik he's about to hunt-” you tell him back “blahblahblah focus on your eating, I'm Y/N and I know everything-” Lo'ak mocks your statement in which you say “oh grow up-!” As you stuff a yovo piece into his mouth muffling his protests as you giggle softly at him.

As you and Lo'ak continue to goof around, Neteyam calls Lo'ak “Quit playing around-” Neteyam whispers lowly to you both “What- we’re just having fun-” Loak retaliates, “Loak-” You tell him to make him stop “you should listen to her-” Loak looks at Neteyam then to you growling under his breathe closing his eyes for a split second.

“Kids- we need to talk now.” Jake announces to you all as you head to the other side of the room to meet, once everyone was there Jake clears his throat before speaking. “I need everybody to listen to me, it's important we discuss this sooner because I need all of you with me on this…” Everyone looks at each other confused, you on the other hand had no idea what Jake meant by this listening what comes next. “Quaritch is armed more than ever, I know it's been awhile since we've last encountered him- but we're trained for this… I know you boys still butt heads or some shit but i want you guys to not take it out in each other and instead face it to the real enemy, he's got every possible weapon they need to hurt us, but that doesn't define what we can do to them, we're stronger than that, because we're sully's, and sully's stick together, remember that-” They all nod simultaneously. What's going on? Why are they back? You wonder as you hear more people come inside, you turn to see who it was and it was Max and Lara-

You run to hug both of them, feeling much relaxed now that they were here to get you back to the lab, but something in their faces seemed like there's something bigger that's gonna happen…

“Y/N.. spider got taken.” Max told you as you look up at him confused by what he meant- “What?...” you withdraw backing up a little to see if Max was serious about it, eyes slightly watering waiting to see what he says next

“Spider.. was taken by the recoms- and… we can't track him anywhere… he's out of reach.” Your mind gets foggy, feeling all sorts of things running through your brain in just a second,- “We- we can get him back though right? There has to be-” Lara puts a hand on your shoulder,- “We've tried countless ways to get a hold of his location- but they must've removed it from him- theres a million places in Pandora of where he could be taken to-” “Then there must be a way to find him- he's the only family I have left- i-” tears spill down your face, every feeling you have crashing through like a tsunami.

“Norm- Lara-” Jake looks at them as if silently asking them to talk for a minute privately. You stood there, tears flowing down your face, this can't happen again- why now? As if everything hadn't gone from bad to worse, a small ball-like gadget was thrown inside the hut out of nowhere, you and the sully siblings look at the direction it landed, Jake had seen it too and warned everyone to not get closer, tuk seemed to be intrigued by the object and began drawing closer to it, a beeping noise occurred, alerting you to pull her back-

“TUK!-” as you pulled her back trying to protect, everyone instinctively withdraws back to take cover, but something else came on, it was a projector of some sort, from the screen projected none other than Quaritch which made Jake furious. “Quaritch.” “Your damn right sully- its nice to see that pretty face of yours again- look at you- you and your family all huddled up in the perfect little area where I can just get ya’? Oh and Mrs.sully here looks younger than ever!-” Neytiri hisses at Quaritchs remarks about her “How dare you do this to us vrrtep! I will kill you as many times as I want to!” She barks at him growling under her breathe. “Ah ah- there it is, now I miss that- my my isn't that your golden boy? Your son there looks pretty A-okay, gotta hand it to you buddy you can take a bullet-” “Leave us alone- or ill make sure you'll regret saying that to my face again.” Neteyam says to Quaritch with disdain ready to pounce as if he was right there- “What do you want from us you low-level freak!?” You shout at him this time causing everyone to look at in shock, Neytiri somehow feels a little pleased you called him that, everyone else stunned from it.

“Ohh now this is who I wanted to meet for the longest time- ain't this trudys kid ay? You're a fighter aren't ya’ kiddo? But you've got something more special in you- half-breed wasn't it? Half human half navi? You remind me of her- can't back down a fight- ashame of what had happened to her, best recruit i had here, although that can change since you're here now-” “You know what you did. Talk about my mother again and I'll do unspeakable things to you-” Quaritch chuckles “Oooh now isn't this nice, everyone got their say of bs now? Good- now Jake- isn't it about time you stop running and actually do something, I'm getting tired of this cat and mouse shit we have goin’ on here-” “say what you want from us right now or I swear to you-” “now now- see I've got a good deal here- if i bring you back one of your humans- in exchange for one” Quaritch points his finger to you “Then all is settled and we can let bygones be bygones, isn't that nice?” “We will never give you one of our people-!” Neytiri hisses at him

What? Why does he want that? And more importantly- why does he want you? “Now cmon, Y/n… don't you want to know who your father really is? Why your mom’s never talked about him? Don't you want to know how you were created?” Jake comes closer to the projector and faces Quaritch “You can't convince us easily, especially from what you did! We're not afraid anymore.” “Oh but shouldn't you be? I've got more power than you'll ever imagine, you're dealing with the wrong person, sully..”

Neteyam breathes heavily and moves in front of Jake to take the small ball projector and brings it out of the hut “We'll end the RDA's reign over the Na'vi people, everything that you've done to our people will end with you all burning into flames, and it'll be the last thing you'll see before you're gone too.” Neteyam spits every word with venom and throws the gadget into a nearby tree and smashes it, cracking it into pieces leaving the projected face of Quaritch long gone, he breathes heavily when he looks at all destroyed parts of the projector.

Neytiri goes up to Neteyam and puts two hands on his shoulders making him tense

“Are you alright ma'itan?” “I'm fine mother- I just need to speak with father-”.

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The sully siblings including you all went into the hut and meet Jake there, you all sit down wondering what he was going to say next.

“Y/N can I talk to you for a moment?” You nod to him as you look back to all the sully siblings and see the confused look in their faces.

“I know you have a lot of questions and I'll try to answer them shortly as possible. Kid- I always knew you were different, and I know you felt that too..”

“Why does he want me?” “I don't know for sure-” “Well if you knew i was different then it would be easy to tell that you know why?” “Listen kid, you'd be in grave danger if I ever told you why-” “and why’s that? Why can't you tell me-?” “Because you've never met a man like Quaritch before- and if he knows where you are, who knows what he'll do to you, and what it'll mean for us..” Silence overtakes the room as you take a sharp sigh.

Then let me fight.” Jake looks to you in confusion “Train me to fight against Quaritch… that if it stops him from hurting the people and destroying life in Pandora, I promise you that even if it means I'll die too…” Jake thinks about it for a moment, he'd have to talk to Norm about letting you go against Quaritch with him, especially Lara. “Okay. If that's what you want, I'll let you do so, under one condition, you train with my son.” “Wait loa-” “Sorry, i mean Neteyam. Neteyam will be the one to train you, he'll also supervise your progress and be your guard- I don't want to take any chances by letting my other son do that with you-”

As you both finish talking you both enter the hut once again with everyone in it, Jake clears his throat “We'll be moving up to the higher camps to keep a low profile, Neteyam and Lo'ak, we'll have a meeting tomorrow with the troops to provide Intel of our plans, kiri- I want you to take Y/N with you to Mo'at tomorrow. Am I clear?”

He looks to Neteyam and Lo'ak “Yes, sir.” They say in unison. “Then it's settled, I want everyone to head to bed early, we've got a lot to do tomorrow.” “Does that mean Y/N will get to sleep with us here?!” tuk asks in excitement as Neytiri nods in agreement, kiri excitedly pulls you to her and tuk and moves you to their room with Neytiri. Neteyam and Lo'ak leave to their room, but as neteyam was about to enter his, Jake pulls him aside and puts a hand on his shoulder, “I want you to train Y/N” “what?.. but dad- this is crazy I cant-” “I know, I know-... but, it's for the best she knows how to fight for herself, unlike before.. so I want you to keep your head in the game, focus. Do it for you, do it for everyone in this family, do it for her” he looks to other room where you are and back to jake as he then releases a deep sigh and nods to Jake

“Okay..”

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You look around the room seeing various crafts around it, surrounded by vines and beautiful flowers and greenery, around the right side you see a small table of sorts filled with jewelleries and some headpieces and armoury, must be for Neytiri perhaps? You thought to yourself you look around admiring the decor of the room, kiri giggles over at the side as she watches you look around fascinated by it, you look over to her and smile.

“What's so funny?” You give her a raised brow as she walks over to the table and fixes a few things “ohh, nothing. It's nice to see a new place isn't it?” You hummed in agreement, taking a short sigh for relief for yourself as you sit on the cot, “So… are you excited?” You look at her a little confused “about what?” “Y'know… about staying here and training, you'll spend more time with us, despite the impending idea of some military guy looking for you and stuff to try and take over our planet” you giggle at her sarcasm, you've always know kiri to be a down to earth person, she was always sweet and kind but also had a fighting spirit, which is why you both had been bestfriends for so long together with Lo'ak, it was nice to be in a different place for once… “I like it here… it's comforting… I just- I just don't know how my aunt would react to this, y'know… I haven't been far away from the lab until now-” “Lab shmab- you've got us! Look you've been stuck in that lab for way too long it's time for a new scenery-” Lo'ak enters the hut unannounced, you look at both of them then back to kiri as she gives you a lighthearted smile.

Everyone was already fast asleep, you slept beside kiri and tuk which made you feel a little comfortable but you still couldn't find yourself to sleep, as you kept tossing and turning at your side you sit up looking at everyone who was sound asleep in their areas, you look at the open crack of the flap and see that the moonlight peaks through it, as to not wake everyone, you quietly moved to stand up and tiptoes your way to the flap to sneak out for a bit, you look around to see if anyone else was awake but saw no one, the wind seemed to pick up the moment you went out and you felt a slight shiver through your spine, you let your feet touch the grass, it felt a little weird not having any shoes on but despite that it felt soothing for you in a way, you walk out until your somewhat far but quite close to go back to the hut, you sit on the grass and look up to the sky, the stars glimmer as you gaze on it for awhile, so much thoughts invade your head as you think about the many things you'll be doing, you don't know how to feel about it either, but you know for sure that you'll get your brother back, right…?

At a distance in the hut, Neteyam looks at your form as you sit there and think, he looks at you feeling all sorts of emotions swirling around his mind each passing second, eywa does he want to punch himself right now. How long has it been? How did things come to this? Did you coming back to the village give him hope that it was a sign from eywa? Or was it the guilt he has to remember for what happened in the past? No, you're right here, right now, in his line of sight, real and alive to him, but it doesn't feel the same, of course it didn't. You've been doing alright without him involved in your life, so what was the point? He should be happy, happy for you too, but he feels angry, why? He looks at you, eyes roaming over your form. Sure- you looked different, from the way you dress, you stayed in most of the time, and your hair looked much different from before, but you still have that same energy like he remembered, he should stop thinking about you. Oh, the burning desire that lights up in him seeing you again, he hates it, he wants to throw himself to a palulukan for thinking such things, why, out of all times, did you have to come back? But you seem so calm, so happy, so beautiful under the stars he feels like he's drowning in that same magnetic beauty that he was always enamoured by, you're just within reach, he just has to walk there and- what? What am thinking? No- this isn't right- I can't- I don't want to- he quickly shuts the flap and heads back to bed, trying to sleep again. He's over his head, he can't make history repeat itself once more, the only way to do that was to keep a distance from you, it's safer that way, he has to stop hoping you'd come back and be the same, it'll make the pain a little bearable then…

You turn your head hearing something behind you, but there was nothing. You immediately shook it off and stood up to go back to the hut, you enter the hut feeling a little shaken from the gust of wind blowing your direction, you go back sleeping by kiri's side, hoping that your little alone time would help you sleep better.

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The sound of water crashing was soothing to you, you were under a tree laying on the sand, taking a moment to rest, you take in the beautiful scenery, but as you were about to take a sigh of relief, you open your eyes to see a faceless navi man in your view, you sit up and scoot back quickly feeling a little scared, you wanted to scream but somehow couldn't. You look at them trying to decipher who could it be, so much so you didn't notice how they were more closer to you, this time you didn't mind though, you let your hand wander about as you were going to touch his face, you caress your hand to his right cheek, letting your thumb rub circles on it, and the Na'vi man leans on your soft touch, you felt relieved, but also confused. “Who are you?...” you ask, wanting to know the answer of whoever this person was, somehow they're presence was comforting to you, like you've known them for so long, but you couldn't put a finger on it… As you continue to gently caress his face the man puts a hand on your face, caressing it just like you are, soon clouds start to gray and small droplets of water pour over you both, you look at the sky as it starts to thunder, the wind picks up and blows heavily on your way, as the thunder clapping gets more and more louder- your soon awaken by the sound of clapping, disrupting your dream, you wake up, sitting up immediately although you regret doing that as you feel a little lightheaded and dizzy from getting up too quickly, you see your best friend in front of you, clapping her hands together to get you to wake up.

“Thank eywa you've finally woken up, thought you you were unconscious for a second there-” she chuckles “We're preparing to go to Mo'at- healing lessons start today, but you'll be meeting with both my brothers and dad around the afternoon- BORINGG! I know right?? But you'll have more fun with me, and hey, if you want, we can do some cool stuff after you're done for today since it's your birthday!” Oh shoot- it's today?! Eywa- I didn't even remember that it was today- wait- LARA.

“Kiri! I gotta go real quick but I'll be back before you know it-! I need to find Jake!”

“Y/n! Wait-!” “I promise it'll be a few minutes!” “Your going out in that?” You look down looking at your clothes realising they're all still covered in some mud and dirt, and you probably should change because your going to see their father- the Toruk Makto of the Omaticaya- “Right- I'll get clothes from the la-” “TOO LATE WE'RE ALREADY HERE- WE'RE DOING A MAKEOVER-!” Kiri pulls you as you let out a “WOAH-”. Kiri pulls out a new pair of loincloth and top for you, the beads on the top were sewn together nicely, different colours of gems and beads were shining under the light “I designed it for you- this was supposed to be another surprise for your birthday but since it is your birthday I'll give to you now to wear!”. She hands you the top as she ushers you to go change into it, you were beyond grateful for having kiri as your best friend and hoped that one day you'll give her something in return too, you ran and hugged her as you felt grateful for what she did for you “thank you kiri!-” “alright-! Now go change- I have to do your hair still!-” you run into another room of the hut to change and as a few minutes gone by, you go outside to reveal your look, instead of having a loincloth, kiri knew that being in a human body must be different when you wear clothes so she opted for a small skirt, it resembled a loincloth in some way, to add little touch, the sides of the skirt were made into slits giving you more leg room for you to run with it on.

“Oh my eywa-... YOU LOOK AMAZING- MORE BETTER THAN I THOUGHT- maybe cuz it's the first time I've seen you in this clothing but- YOU LOOK FANTASTIC-!” she squeals as she then pulls you forward to sit you on a makeshift chair they have in their room “Now time for the hair-!”. It only took a few minutes before your entire look was done, you looked at yourself through a mirror they had. You observed the way your movements flowed, probably because it your first time wearing real Omaticayan clothing, nevertheless, you felt proud in some way, it was only then that you realised you had to meet Lara before everything else.

“Kiri-!” “I know I know! Sorry I had you waiting but sure you can go ahead-! You can catch up with me later at Mo'ats” “Thank you-! I can't say this enough-” you run outside to see that the whole village was out and about, although it was no surprise to you to know that being in a village would always be busy, you find it mesmerizing to see the navi people go through their day. But you knew there was no time to waste, immediately going to Jake, you saw both Norm and Lara in his hut as they were speaking to him, their eyes move towards you, you wave at both of them timidly knowing that you probably have a lot of explaining to do with what's going on. Jake sees you and tells you to come in “Ahh-! Hey, Y/N- Norm and Lara are here, I want you to speak with them right now, I know you've got some stuff to explain to them but we've got time on the clock-”

As Jake pulls you to them, you're met with a slight confusion stare from Lara, Norm on the other hand had a slightly disappointed face on him looking at you- “Alright I'll leave you all to it- Y/N don't forget to meet me at the training base for the meeting-”. As Jake leaves you all, you look back to both of them giving you a raised brow for you to start talking “Hehe… soo… I'm part of the team now… haha… yay-!!...” “seriously? Are you crazy? First you sneak out fo the lab dead of night when I specifically told you that you can only do that for your birthday- next I see you joining Jake's team to fight off quaritch? You're a human Y/N for crying out loud! You're not making yourself out to be a hero-!” “Lara- come on- take it easy on the kid-” “HELL- I've been taking it easy for awhile already and apparently it's not working!” “I know I've made a huge mistake but please trust me on this one! This is for spider Lara-!” “It is a huge mistake you could've died Y/N!” “WHY WONT YOU JUST LISTEN!” Silence overtakes the room as you shout at Lara- realising what you've done you wanted to take back your words- “I- I know what I did- could've ended up hurting me or killing me in some way, and I know that it was a huge mistake for me to do it- and i can't excuse myself for any reason because it's my fault that I snuck out- but- I need you to understand, that I'm not a little girl who needs to be protected all the time, I can fight on my own, I've been shielded away for my whole life and it's been suffocating me ever since, it's like everything I do I have to be protected in some way but it's not like that! I want to learn to be on my own- I'm not a kid anymore.” You felt like your throat was closing up, every word leaving your mouth and taking away the air in your lungs, the feeling of wanting to say those words and now finally having said it to her, you're tired, angry, and scared of what she would say, heavy breathing coming from you, Lara sighs deeply for a second as Norm starts to speak-

“Look Y/N… we're both just scared that, something might happen to you, we knew that one day- you would need to go out of the lab eventually, you've been with us your whole life, and we're just as worried of spider too… but we'll think of something to get him back, I know it…”

“Norm… can you go out for a moment… I want to speak with Y/N privately…”

Norm looks at the both of you, you silently nod to him urging him to go, he nods and leaves the room.

“You're just like your mother…” you look to Lara, who's avoiding your stare- “she was always the bold one out of all of us, she never liked the recombinants, we always found her in the labs for the most part. She and your uncle Norm had this sort of thing going on too so I guessed it was also that but-” She sighs looking at you for a bit then looking away “Things took a turn a year before you came into this world… you know your mother fought in a war she didn't even know she'd never come back from, but I want you to know that those people who say they know your mother and father well- they were also the cause of the war and her downfall- I may not have all the answers so far- but I've made a promise to your mom that I'll protect you no matter what. And if this is what you want to do, I'll let you do it”

Lara turns to you, walking over to place a hand on your shoulder “I never got to know who mom was, but I know she was a good person, and that's who I am, I'm not going to back down at a fight like this, so I'll be sure to come back once it's all over, I promise-” she hugs you dearly a hand over your head and you back sniffling a little “I don't know what I would do if anything happened to you” you'll your head up a little to look at her “I'll be fine…. Don't worry about me, I'll bring him back-”

You spent most of your time at the healing hut, learning the ways of healing through Mo'at and kiri, Neytiri had to tend to other matters and had brought tuk with her, so you might see her in the next lesson. You also had heard that Jake and the war party had gone for a mission, which included included Neteyam and Lo'ak as spotters, you didn't know much details because they had to go in a hurry, spider you were just left to the healing tent to start your lessons from there, to your surprise, you found learning the ways of healing pretty easy, you didn't really get why kiri complained most of the time but maybe it had been through the cause of multiple members of the war party coming to the healing tent right after the mission is finished, learning from Mo'at, it wasn't tricky at all, but sometimes she'd tsk at you for mispronouncing the herbs, you had learned before from Mo'at, only because you were visiting the village to help the scientists with some stuff, you had studied the kinds of herbs and plant life here in pandora, you were in the lab and had not much to do other other help both Norm and Max with their assignments and researches. Thanks to that you know most of them by now but had forgotten that you had to learn na'vi too, which you weren't an expert on, but Jake had left most of the teachings to Neteyam, in which you've kind of felt bad, being the oldest isn't a choice really, and you being added as another responsibility to his tasks… sounds annoying if you were in his feet you thought.

Neytiri and tuk had come back, with tuk in Neytiris arms. Her face lights up as she sees you, immediately asking her mother to put her down as you stood to hug her when she ran to you, though it was no surprise that tuk was tall and was only a few inches shorter than you, you didn't mind the difference. Neytiri approaches both of you as tuk let's you go, you sign to her, learning from Lo'ak when you were young that signing to your elders was a form of respect, you greeted her, she gave you a genuine smile, pleased to know that that had started your lessons, she greeted you too, signing as well. Although you've never really seen her often due to you rarely going to the forest, talking to her made you feel calm, as if every conversation didn't feel new, it felt a little weird on your part because you were over-analyzing things again, but you stopped as you heard tuk announce that the war party had come back.

They all move out, including you, to see what had happened while on mission. As they all land their ikrans.

“Fall in-” You looked at all of them, both Lo'ak and Neteyam injured, as you see kiri and tuk speculating their wounds, you look at Loak, he eyes on you already, you wave to him slightly as he nods, giving you a smile back as you mouthed the words “you okay?” To him, he shakes his head, until Jake had spoken once more.

“you're supposed to be spotters. You spot bogeys, and call ‘em in. From a distance! Does any of this sound familiar? Get here-!” Neytiri checks on the wounds of both Neteyam and Lo'ak, Neteyam had been injured the most. “Kiri, can you go help your grandmother with the wounded please-” “My brother is wounded-” “It's fine-” “Baby girl, please, tuk go with her, go-!”

“Dad-” Jake looks at him expectantly “Sir. I take full responsibility-” “Yeah- you do! ‘Cause your the older brother, you gotta act like it.” Neteyam growls under his breathe trying to avoid saying anything else. Neytiri looks at Jake and speaks “Ma'Jake- your son is actually bleeding-” “Mother, it's fine- I-” Jake looks at Neteyam with all the scratches and wounds he has “Just go and get patched up, go on- dismissed, Y/N go with tuk and Kiri-” You nod at him silently, feeling a little nervous with the tense situation.

You had followed Neytiri and kiri to the direction of the healing hut, but you look back to see Lo'ak getting reprimanded and grounded for almost leaving his brother, almost killing him.You felt some pity for him, but you needed to help Neteyam as well.

You entered the hut, Mo’at calling for you to help her, while she had tend to some warriors of the war party, she gave you instructions on how to apply the paste beforehand, you learned quickly so you had helped some warriors with her and Kiri. Once Lo'ak and Neteyam had gone inside as well, Mo'at assigns Kiri for Lo'ak, making kiri tug Lo'ak to her side to tend to him, you had just finished when Mo'at had assigned you to the last one, which was Neteyam. Although the paste was good for the warriors, it didn't really help because of the stinging, though the paste made it faster for it to heal that way.

You made your way to Neteyam who was already sitting down to let you tend to his wounds, Mo'at had come to you to also help you learn a bit and to check on your progress. Neteyam hissed in pain, feeling it sting his wounds and some old wounds he had before, they were large so it was understandable, you cringed at the way Neteyam felt the pain on his multiple wounds. “S-sorry-'', you had said as you put the paste on some other wounds, you had checked if their were any other wounds on him that hadn't tend to but there were none, so you had checked if everything was alright until you spotted his ankle from before, the one were he had sprained it during the attack. You reach over to it “How's your ankle feeling-?..” “it- it's alright- agh!” He had felt a pain on his shoulder as Mo'at at put another different paste for it “I would use yalna bark, here- drink-” Kiri tells Mo'at as she passes the drink the Lo'ak “Oh? You would? And who is Tsahik?” “You are grand- move!” Shoving Lo'ak aside as Lo'ak gives her a small scowl “You are grandmother-”

You notice Lo'ak with a slightly disappointed look, his face locked in a look you didn't recognize from him, as you were looking at him you didn't realise someone else had been staring at you the whole time.

Neteyam felt some sort of sting in his heart as you looked at Lo'ak with concern, he doesn't care though, he doesn't find any interest in your relationship with Lo'ak, he's not jealous at all, why would he? There wouldn't be any good reason- he doesn't feel the urge to just stop you as your walking up to Lo'ak and asking him to talk, to which Lo'ak agrees and follows you, but he doesn't pay any mind of both of your whereabouts, he's got much bigger things to be thinking of, even with your training, he has to train himself too- what is he thinking??? He wishes there's some way to stop his thoughts from thinking like this.

As you and Lo'ak move to a secluded area in the camp, you find a nearby log to sit on, tapping on it telling him to sit but he refuses with a grunt, “you know very well that this won't work on me-” “I don't think you'll say no either way, now come on” he grows under his breath, accepting defeat, as he sits right by you, you tell him to move closer and he does- just an inch though, you roll your eyes, you urge him more and getting ticked off by you, he sits super close to you, faces inches apart, growling under his breathe looking at you deeply “Alright, happy?” He says tight-lipped, but seconds later he realises how close you two are, his eyes move down to where your lips were, back again to your eyes, swallowing as if something was stuck at his throat, really it was only his words he couldn't get out, why was he like this? Eywa- why are you so- pretty like this-? His thoughts were stopped when he saw you staring at him. You give him a small concerned smile, soon to a little cheeky grin as you chuckle softly, “a little- enough about me- tell me.” “Tell you what?” “You know what I'm talking about” “no I actually don't- your gonna have to say it-” “you didn't talk to me this morning, or awhile ago, and judging by the look on your face there's something going on” “there isn't anything going on y/n” “Alright fine by me- I guess I don't need to talk to you anymore-” you say standing up walking to the direction of the hut as Loak stutters and grabs your arm quickly so you wouldn't reach far “wait- fine- i” he groans “I'll tell you-” “good boy” he rolls his eyes at your comment.

“It's- its just dad-” “What happened?” “I disobeyed his orders and almost got Neteyam really- hurt- or worse- almost got him killed- because I was at the war party's mission- I thought helping them would- you know-” He stutters while speaking, feeling a little tight knot in his chest, his hands were gripping the wood he's sitting on, “I'm a fucking screw up- i- shit-” He looks up trying his best to keep it all in, tears welling up in his eyes, although it wasn't sadness he feels, it was different than that. “Hey… I'm here.. I'm listening..” “They always see me as the kid who gets in trouble most of the time, they always assume that I'm the one who's causing the problems but why? I just want to fucking be like them, be like him?! He always looks at me like I'm some sort of pest. First he doesn't want me to train you- next he's telling me that I'm the reason they failed the mission?” “Loak-” “Does he even want me as a son-?” “Don't say that- that's not what he thinks of you-” “Y/N.” You feel a sudden change of mood from the way he says your name “Just stop. I don't think it'll change my mind with the way he thinks about me.” it was silent from there, your hand itches to comfort him physically but you don't think its the right move to do, so instead you started to speak.

“I don't think you're a screw up?...” Loaks head shoots up and looks at you from his side. His eyes scan your face as if he's asking if you're bluffing or not, but it stays the same. “You're lying” “and why is that?” “Because you should think I'm a screw up- because I am always like that, and I'll always be seen that way” “But that isn't what I think, because I don't think you're like that- your loveable, outstanding, adventurous, and kind. Lo'ak.” you say in a sincere tone, every word coming out of your mouth with nothing but sweetness, his eyes grow wide from your statement, he looks at you, a questionable smile on his face, brows furrowed yet his outh curves into an awkward smile- “that's stupid.” Loak says nonchalantly as you gasp and hit him in the chest as he groans and laughs a little “not stupider than you dum-dum” you both laugh as you hit each other playfully.

“Thanks.. you know…” he gives you a look in which you already know what he means as his hand covers yours, you don't realise the close proximity until he's touched your hand, feeling a small heat creep up your face- you look down to see his hand there and he looks too. A second passes and you both realise what just happened, both taking your hands off immediately, you both look away from each other and clear your throat, while Lo'ak gives an awkward “uhh''.

“Should we-” “Yeah-,maybe we should uh-” “Yeah let's just-” you both start to head back, Jake notices both of you and tells you both to head on early before tomorrow, so you head back to sleep but Jake asks you to follow him. Your not sure why so you just opt to listen and follow where he leads you, leading you to a private hut to which it was fully furnished, but you realised there were other stuff such a war gear and some headpieces, making you a little confused, but someone enters the hut and you look to your side to see none other than the mysterious golden child of the sully's- Neteyam. “Y/N you'll be sleeping here for the rest of the nights while training, this is for the better and I want you both to get used to each other while doing so.” His eyes widen to why his father had brought you here, he clears his throat and asks his father to speak with him outside the hut asking in a demanding tone “Why is she here father-?” “She'll be here for the nights of training to sleep with, I want her to get used to your presence so this would be a better choice” “Father this seems to out of line- is it not enough that she would be training with me i-” “Neteyam-” “Sir-” “I don't want any buts, its final, it won't be too hard to just sleep here with another person” “It would be fine either way if she had slept with kiri and mother-” “but she's not training with them is she? She's only training with you- therefore I want you to keep an eye on her as well, even if your training her, shes what Quaritch wants, whatever he plans to do with her- we can't let it happen-” “she won't do that- I know she won't-” “then if you know she wouldn't, you'll know that protecting her from him would be safer for everyone, including her” his fist clenches, yet another order his dad puts him as the responsible person for, bothering him so much already, now this?

“Sir- with all do respect this won't work-” “Neteyam- all I ask for you is to do this, please-” “I-” he groans softly, trying his best to keep himself from getting angrier further so he gives in. “Fine..” “Thank you”.

As Jake leaves Neteyams hut moving to his family's, he opens the flap to see none other than Neytiri, who was still up at this time. “Baby you're still awake…?” “Cannot sleep without you-” she says as she pats the side of her sleeping mat urging him to sleep beside her.

“Do you think it'll work?” “I wouldn't have asked you to do it then would I?” Neytiri quips making him a little skeptical, “if it helps bring back what was lost from her mind, then I'm hoping it would bring them both back again”. “And you're sure- that it would help regain her memories?” “Ma'Jake… if eywa wills it, I am sure it will be good”. They both look at each other as they lay down smiling.

“So.. we meet again-...” You give an awkward chuckle. Again, it felt like you were put into a situation where you had zero idea of who Neteyam was, his presence was… mysterious… mainly because your only used to his other family members instead of him. Snapping back to reality, your train of thought was cut off by a small growl, your eyes shoot up to him striding forward to you making you back away “Okay-! wait a second-!” A small panic settles in you but soon dissipates as he passes by you and takes a blanket and passes it to you. Your head cocks to the side in confusion as he speaks “You're sleeping here aren't you? Take it.” “Oh-! yeah-” He rolls his eyes in sarcasm making you squint, what's his deal? He walks to his side of the hut and looks at the other, he then proceeds to fix his sleeping area “you sleep at that side, I’ll be here- if you have any questions, ask them now before i change my mind.” Wow, so he's supposed to be training me? You continue to just stand there and stare at him until he looks back to you and sees you've been staring at him. “Are you just going to stand there and look at me all night?” “Sorry- again-” “Can you stop apologising to me?” “Oh s- I mean- yeah-” “Seems like you have something to ask so I'm just letting you know you'll only be limited to 2 questions-” Jeez, lots of rules around this guy, huh?

“Well i was meaning to ask what the time will be for our training-” “after your healing lesson with Mo'at by mid-day” “oh okay-! Is there anything I should know before hand-” “First, you can't be late to the training, more than 5 minutes, you'll receive consequences. Second, we're in a professional setting, so I want you to be well dressed for your practices. And lastly, since I'm handling the training course, you won't be going to anyone else but me, because I'm your mentor. Got it?” “Okay got it, just one more thing-” “That's already two questions, you should go sleep-” “oh but-” “as of right now you should be following me, so go sleep, that's an order” He covers himself in his blanket and turns his back to you, well that definitely wasn't rude. You started to fix your sleeping area, laying down and covering yourself with the blanket he gave you, you sleep back facing to him as you contemplate to yourself, you shift to your other side staring at his back, you're both a few feet apart. It feels weird to say, but it's a little comforting, you've never really thought about it like this, not even with Lo'ak, Kiri, or Tuk- so why now? Your thoughts linger with many questions…

Who are you Neteyam?...

#avatar fanfic series #fiowritess #neteyam sully #avatar x reader #neteyam x human reader #neteyam x reader #loak x reader

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friedbreadwombat · 2 years

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Fuck was it just me or did naruto glorify sasuke being a, i dont know what they were going for he had no personality. Oh sorry I meant no character. Itachi is a depressed A grader boye who needs a lot of therapy and maybe olivia rodrigo.

But like, theyre supposed to be the ideal good thing we strive to be.

Bitch I dont wanna be boring.

They look like they actually need help. Itachi is also a child soldier. Solely because "hes a prodigy" its considered legal. No hes still a child, he has all autonomy stripped from him, he does not live, he lives dying. Because his life is war. His life is taking orders. His life is not making even one decision that's motivated by himself. Sure, you can count him sparing sasuke, despite being bound by his position and his authoritatives. But he just lives to fight and then dies at 21. He got a house sure but hes dyin. Boy's dyin. But hey, thats life. You die. Fuck. If it were that simple, we'd just be machines. Not human beings. Thats not human. Literally. If itachi is supposed to be a person, hes a person who is unsurprisingly, existing in sheer agony. Let him live you fucks. Leave britney alone. Jesus christ.

Anyway stan deidara boye literally fights armless with a knife in his mouth do you know how hard that is no because none of yall have ever set foot in a fight of any kind. Even if you havent not many people can do this, its like, ancient archery vs modern archery. It used to be like a gunpowderless gun, ancient warriors could do so much shit with it that most of us have no idea how it works, today. Things we didn't even know we could possibly do with a fucking bow.

And here homeboy out fighting adaptively with a knife in his mouth and with literal clay. Hes murdering people with clay. How many of yall can murder people with clay. And on top of all he can do, be a successful icon artist man that tops the character fan fave poll the moment he dropped, like he was kazuha from genshin. He gone in a mothafuckin flash and people still rember him. He's just that iconic.

Like have any of you tried punching people with clay. Do you think that fucking works.

No.

If you do, clay fucking shatters. Clay is like the ego of a fuckboy, instant death on first hit.

If he makes it cement he can't mould it. You carve that shit like with a minecraft pickaxe, bitch.

Am not sure how the whole chakra thing even fucking works but its not a science. It's writer bia- okay fine. But assuming its basically the thing they use like the concept of mana to kill things and people i guess because killing people is all they do and for what FOR WHAT im going back to dragonball z that was some good shit yu gi oh seemed like good shit too but idk man i never watched or played it. Deidara motherfucking engineered a whole ass death robot made of clay powered by mana. How he do that i dont know. Fuck. Sasuke's just using an electric stick and summoning satan and satan gave him a, what was that? The tokyo ghoul appendage thingy. Hes becoming an eldritch fursona to beat this bitchboy. Thats so boring.

Just because deidara is, or has the capability and potential of a great warrior, doesnt mean he has to do something a certain way just because people want him to. Like, its understandable if they commissioned him. But they didnt even commission him they just kidnapped him somehow and left lol. He lives the life he wants. Hes not an idiot, a narcissist, a freak or a terrible person, for wanting what he wants.

The murder? Yeah that could be a discourse ngl.

Between the government that mongers war, radical violence everywhere, innocent people that arent really innocent, and bad people that arent exactly bad and dont get therapy at all ever, and just the world generally being on fire for seemingly no reason, who is he supposed to "side with". What would that help. He's just thinking for himself, and processing this as an individual and not because oh somebody told me this was right- like, why is it right then? Tell me this, or you will be cut like a throat in the 1800s by a hatpin.

Supposedly "bombing innocent towns" is just as bad as serving the akatsuki. The uchiha clan entire town was hell bent on eliminating everyone else so that they wouldnt die, yeah and, so everyone else has to? Just to let you live? Fuck you. And itachi and sasuke's parents. Love your children for once- oh wait, you can't. You literally cannot. Sorry, my bad.

I mean both parties, the towns and the akatsuki did contribute to the general violence and giant, war culture, in the whole place. When they could like try to solve a problem without a dbz fight.

The only time we see him do a lets kill the innocent is under akatsuki order, bombing gaara's motherland, it still is even if he got no parents left yknow, and fighting the man of sand of man himself, with tobi, or sasori i forgot, oh and sasori is put in better light solely because he respects the eternity. Ok i see u. Its still art though, but it involves self preservation at multiple costs, including people, and this 35 year old in a 15 year old teenage emo boy body is now a cold emotionless man serial killer, and that automatically makes him a better, or in this case, a more noble person. And this art he does is like the last and only part of his humanity he still has left. Dude thats just disturbing, and sad. He is literally naruto's dottore and people love him because he is definitely not a horrible person.

If a character you wrote doesn't fit your gladiator splatfest why did you write it just write sasuke 2 and give us the gladiator battoru scene then. Don't "art is stupid, join the army, and go to war" me.

People ask why someone would take pride in art, when they take pride in their capitalistic jobs, and pointless war mongering.

And then they make bokuto trying to, idk, be woke or something, and it flip flopped on its ass. Sarada has a missing father from her life and he supposedly loves her in his own way, without showing it at all. Sure. He didnt even bring the milk when he got back.

If you wanna fight my dumb rant opinion I just posted for fun give me an itachi therapy arc now.

#naruto feels a bit like the hp fandom #like people liked the series but not because of the writer and what they intended to do with the thing

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batfambloggg · 3 years

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A lot of the problems people have with Bruce and Batman as a whole are Doylist in origin and I don’t think its fair to hold them against him in a Watsonian sense. Yes this includes the existence of his rogues gallery and Arkham, yes this includes his failure to ‘save’ Gotham, and yes this includes the Robins.

Like idk dude this is a comic book accepting bullshit and shrugging off nonsense is kind of an entry-level requirement for enjoying them

#batman #bruce waye #child soldiers being a thing thats okay here is just kind of something you have to accept if you want to enjoy a franchise thats like #half current or ex teen heroes

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officialscaramouche · 3 years

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HOLAA 🕴 COOULD I ASK OF A READER THATS THE YOUNGEST HABRINGER (like teenager) AND LIKE THE HARBINGERS BECOME LIKE A FAM TO THEM AND OLDER SIBLINGS AND PLATONIC FLUFF? JUST IMAGINE MEAN SCARA LOOKING ALL INTIMIDATING AND THE READER NEXT TO HIM WITH THEIR PYRO VISION AND SOME FIREWORKS LIKE A CHAOTIC CHILD-

I didn’t explicitly say that they’re in ur little circle but I mean it’s pretty obvious ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

pairing: platonic Tartaglia x reader, platonic Scaramouche x reader

tw: there are two fucks

wc: 1,019

It was incredible how you could hold a ball of fire and not get burned by it. You wiggled your fingers as the flames warmed your hand, staring into the brightly colored fire intently, before crushing it between your fist. The dreadful feeling of embarrassment and shame washed over you as you recalled your recent assignment.

You were recruited by the Fatui not long ago. Apparently someone had died and you took their place. You were young, but you weren’t ignorant to battle. Growing up in Natlan taught you how to survive with only your fists. But the Fatui was more than you imagined on the day of your recruitment. “You’ll be acting as a representative of our organization,” the recruiter explained. “You are the full stop when things don’t go our way. And you will be face to face with strong opponents.”

“I can handle that.” You said simply, not truly knowing what was in store for you.

Your first assignment was given to you by the Tsaritsa herself. Her beauty and kindness fueled you with pride and excitement. The people around you warned you not to celebrate too early, but your fellow Harbingers told you otherwise. “You’ll do great,” one of them said.

“Something like this is easy.” A pair of twins said. “It’s difficult to fuck up reconnaissance.”

But somehow you did manage to fuck up reconnaissance anyway, giving away your team’s position to the enemy camp. You were overwhelmed and unprepared, as reconnaissance assignments don't require on-field battle equipment. At most, everyone was given a flare gun for MIA soldiers.

Needless to say, you were pretty embarrassed to meet with the Tsaritsa for an informal report. You were practically shaking in your boots while waiting for the Tsaritsa’s call, when one of your fellow Harbingers took the seat beside you. “What happened out there?” He asked, his hair matted and filthy from being in the field for two weeks. “You were deployed, like, three days ago.”

You buried your face in your hands and shrunk. You pulled your knees up to your chest and hid behind them so as to avoid making eye contact with him. “I messed up!” You cried, your voice muffled against your thighs. “It was all my fault! I slipped on some weak stonewall and fell right into their camp! My team was right behind me, with nowhere to go and no directions to follow!”

The harbinger put his hand on your back and pulled you in. He was the friendliest of them all, you thought, as he was always talkative and cheerful. “Ahh, it’s okay comrade! We all make mistakes!”

“Not like this,” you grumbled, peeking over to look at his blue eyes and vibrant orange hair. “I pushed all further assignments back by at least two months!” The man laughed at your worries and nearly keeled over in his chair. “It’s not funny, Tartaglia!”

“Don’t worry, I said! I promise you everyone is delighted about having their assignments pushed back. Except for maybe the ones on the field.”

“Huh?” You tilted your head. “I thought I was the only one out there? Who else was on the field?”

“Me.” You hear a hoarse voice behind you. You spin in your seat in shock, hoping to dear Archons that it wasn’t who you thought it was.

“The B-Balladeer!” You cry out anxiously. “I’m so sorry!!”

Scaramouche looked as cool as ever, despite not donning his mushi no tareginu. He had swapped his shoes for the building’s clean ones and was nearly in an entirely new outfit. The only exception was that he still wore his Harbinger badge and held his insignia, that is normally on his chest, in his hand. “It’s fine,” he kind of sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I was out there with the twins. However, everyone was recalled.” Scaramouche took the other seat next to you, sandwiching you between the two Harbingers.

Tartaglia reached across you and pointed at Scaramouche. “What did you do about the equipment?” He chuckled as he spoke.

Scaramouche slapped the hand away from him and snarled. “What else do you think we did?! You think the recovery team will come out on such short notice?!” Tartaglia erupted into laughter, clutching his abdomen and throwing his head back. Scaramouche rose to his feet and grabbed Tartaglia’s grimey collar. “I really hate you, you know! You’re so annoying!”

Before you realized, you had a little smile on your face. It was relaxing having them bicker and make fun of each other, and made you forget all about your upcoming informal report. But when you did remember it, you weren’t the only one there to give one. They were here for that too.

Tartaglia raised his hands in defeat as his eyes swirled with dizziness. Scaramouche continued to shake the man by his collar with a nasty scowl on his face. “Thank you, guys,” you giggled, catching their attention. “I’m feeling much better now.”

Still in the Balladeer’s hold, Tartaglia sobered up and gave you a charming grin. “Everybody makes mistakes, [Y/N]. I’ll always be here to cheer you up and help you train.”

Throwing the man back into his chair, Scaramouche dusted his hands off of the dirt and sweat from Tartaglia’s clothes and coughed into a fist. “Yeah, me too or whatever. But I won’t be able to help you if you get written up.”

Tartaglia scratched his chin. “Oh yeah, we can’t do anything about that, sorry.”

You clap your hands together proudly. “That’s okay. I’ll give her my best pathetic performance and hopefully I can convince her to let me off with a warning!”

The men kind of chuckle at your comment before your name was called from the Tsaritsa’s room by her assistant. “[Y/N]!”

You feel the sweat running down your temple but there was nothing you could do about it now. “Kick some ass, [Y/N].” Tartaglia cheered, extending out a closed fist to encourage a fist bump. You lightly tap the backs of your fingers against his and steady your resolve as you stand.

#writing #oneshot #Tartaglia #Scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #tartaglia x reader #platonic

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yellowbluemoonshine · 3 years

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The Wrong Way to Put Out Fire

I wanna talk about some details about Touya, Todoroki family and the different situtions Touya and Shouto had.

Touya is introduced us as innocent, nice kid who just wants to enjoy his father.

Thats actually first difference we saw between Touya and Shouto. Sometimes children fond of one of their parents more than other one. For Touya, he was daddy’s boy. Shouto is more like mommmy’s boy. (Even their clothes are parallels. Fire, ice. Daddy, mommy.)

And let me say this;

This marriage was wrong to begin with. Quirk marriage, the fact that Endeavour decided to put his ambitions on his children is wrong.

But as a first born, for Touya, his family was normal. Children dont magically understand what is right or wrong.

He simply saw that he got his father’s attention and it made him really really happy. Training was the bond he had with his father. Touya’s thoughts probably like; I am daddy’s son, my father is really happy when i become more strong etc etc.

Even he realize his family is different from other people, he probably simply thought that it might be different but its their thing. This is why we saw Touya as happy. Touya felt special when he got his father’s all attention.

And Touya saw his mother is okay with it. He probably saw that many times even when father being disrespectfull, mom doesnt seem to mind that much. This is probably why he starts to looks down on his mother too. Its just children dont respect adults who dont respect theirselves. If child think he can get away with it, they would simply do it. Mommy allows daddy to be the boss of the house, mommy allows daddy’s to be disrespectfull to herself so its ok to disrespectfull to mommy too. Thats how children think in those situtions.

What was Shouto’s difference then?

Shouto as last born, he never think his family is normal or this sitution is okay cause when Shouto is born, everyone in family already starts to break down. Mommy wasnt okay at all.

Endeavour put his own ambitions on Touya’s shoulders, he gave him impossible expectations which is literally name of the chapter. Wrong way to put out the fire. Those impossible expectations is abuse, btw.

Everything started cause Endeavour put out fire on wrong place, his family.

And after Touya failed, he was thrown away. Touya probably felt like; his father took him to the highest hill of the building, made him feel special but then threw him down.

Touya started to get the attention he had at first place to the point he started to burn himself over and over again. Look at how terryfying he looks when his brothers were born...

At this point, he understand he is replacable which made him question why was he born at first place.

Of course, Touya wouldnt listen Endeavour when he said ‘there is a life outside of being a hero’ cause Endeavour himself doesnt live his life like that. Children arent stupid, they observe adults’s actions too. Endeavour’s words condract with his actions thats why his words didnt reach out to Touya.

Touya was in a lot of pain to the point his heigh stopped growing (Look how he is shorter than his siblings), burns himself, his hair starts to change probably cause he used his quirk too much, he even starts to pull his hair which is sign of suicide. He was literally small kid who was mentally breaking down and he expressed his pain every way he can do but he was ignored.

Fuyumi-chan didnt understand him. Natsuo-kun doesnt listen him either. (Touya thought Fuyumi-chan didnt understand her cause she is girl but the reason she and Natsuo doesnt understand is they didnt have the same expectation at first place.)

And mommy is at fault too cause she is the one who allowed daddy to raised him like this at first place. She is the one the accepted this marriage, she is responsible too.

For a child, to be understood is very important thing but they didnt get it. He realized his siblings dont understand him. Even though, Touya was so mentally unstable to the point he attack his baby brother, his parents still didnt get him help or didnt specifically take care of him, instead they constantly ignore him. They kept telling him to forget what happenned and look other way.

This is exactly why Touya couldnt hold on something else cause in deep, he knows only way to be seen is prove himself.

For Touya, his mother didnt there for him. His mother allowed this to happen too. This is why his situtions are opposite of Shouto’s.

Touya thought family is normal, his daddy loves him, this is why training was fun.

This is why he end believing everything Endeavour taught him. Even he uses same words, literally in same chapter.

‘I live in different world from others.’

Shouto realized family isnt normal and father is the one who make everyone unhappy. This is why he hated training cause he realized father is forcing him.

For Touya, mother wasnt there for him and ignored his pain.

For Shouto, his mother was there for him, this is why she became his emotional support.

This is also why Shouto tried to protect mom cause Rei at this point was really in pain and she was reaching her breaking point. Mommy is there for me, i love mommy but dad make mommy upset, dad is the bad guy here.

Meanwhile for Touya, he didnt really see his mom as sad, he saw her being okay with sitution, thats why he probably think that the way Endeavour treat her as normal cause she accepted this sitution.

All those opposite situitons made them think opposite way. Not because one is good or bad, its just they had different kind of abuse. (Also hair symbolism is nice parallel too).

Though despite opposite situtions, they were also similar too. They were so cold child soldiers who only think about getting revenge from father, just opposite way cause Shouto has.

Touya waited his father to come forest to watch him but Endeavıur didnt come until Touya was burn to death.

Touya’s death wasnt just an accident but its both also suicide and murder. Touya was suicidal, he kept burning himself but parents didnt look at him and Endeavour is the one who push him this mental state. Even Touya says himsef;

‘After all, the only thing he taught me was how to turn up the heat’

Touya had to burn and reborn to get daddy’s attention again but even after his death, he was hardly mentioned by his family. I mean if Dabi never become a villain, they wouldnt even discuss this case as family.

And i honestly dislike how Todoroki handle this sitution.

Rei says everyone is responsible but Shouto, Fuyumi and Natsuo were children, its not their fault. Rei is at fault for not being there for Touya and Endeavour is the most at fault for making Touya mentally unstable. I hate how children carry the mistakes of Endeavour, it wasn their fault.

And with their talk, they made it sound like Shouto is better than Touya cause look, he became a hero and he forgave them!

I mean, Shouto didnt have much choice cause Endeavour forced him to be a hero. Even Endeavour wasnt there, Shouto had emotional support (mom) and inspiration (allmight) to be hero, he also has strong qurik so no wonder he can be hero, you know. But Touya didnt have any of it. He didnt have emotional support, inspiration to be better or strong quirk.

Not even need to mention how both Early-Shouto and Dabi obsess with revenge, cold child soldiers who dont pay attention to people around them. Just Shouto was in better environment and then he met Deku and he started to heal.

Even Shouto saw himself in Dabi, how he could be like him but he was lucky to be saved. Even their wound smbolically shows their pain. For Shouto, it was boiling water but for Touya, it was very strong fire that will burn him to dush.

Yeah, Dabi is villain but even so. To Deku, Shigaraki is completely stranger but he still thoguht that he needs to be saved. Meanwhile, Todoroki family knew what happenned to Touya. They are personally involved with him but i found it weird it how they didnt mention about ‘saving him’.

I mean maybe thats what they will try eventually but still....i think heroes are good, villains are bad sitution contnues even in this sitution cause they say Dabi is the one who needs to be stopped and Endeavour is the one who take a hand.

Shouto needs to offer that hand to Dabi, not Endeavour cause the one who needs to be saved is Dabi/Touya, not Endeavour.

Not to mention how Best Jeanist and Hawks coldy listen sitution.

I guess, even after this, they still dont really look at Dabi’s pain cause if they saw it, at least they would talk about helping him more than stopping him...what a tragedy.

Touya, after everything he had been through is still ignored, even by his own family, remind me of Tenko’s sitution :’))).

#bnha 302 #todoroki touya #mha meta #bnha analysis #dabi

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ultranos · 3 years

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ive been rereading the first chapter of the sun don't shine underground and although i get the gist of whats happening (azulas venting frustration and lashing out in hurt/anger), is it okay for you to give the full explanation of the scenes situation? when ursa thinks shes caught azula yelling at her servants, and she sees wen leaving while lu ten goes to azula.

theres also the part in irohs narration later in chapter two, when he recalls hearing soldiers talking about how "there's something off with the princess." i think iroh thought this was a soldiers code for warning each other, but in actuality the soldiers meant something else, cause they seem worried for azulas situation? im not entirely sure though. theres the third soldier saying "we are so screwed" that confused me.

(also again, thank you for answering all of these questions so far! im admittedly really deeply invested in your series so i think every detail and effort thats been put into this is amazing)

Sure.

What Ursa nearly stumbles upon is in fact Azula lashing out in frustration and pain. She just got released from another training session and one of the newer hires really hasn’t gotten used to things. The new guy really was trying to help but the help that was given was kind of the type that would have ended badly for Azula had Ozai caught wind of it. Wen intercepted and took care of things; Azula was really just venting at her because she trusts Wen implicitly. (This is what Wen means later about needing people whose compassion doesn’t override their caution or common sense.)

Ursa is unaware that her daughter and her servant have this kind of closeness, so doesn’t hear childish complaining but actual malice. It also doesn’t really help that Wen has perfected the “blank, professional mask” around Ursa. (Wen has Opinions. They are not kind.)

Ursa then hears Lu Ten show up. When Azula runs to hug him, he notices her most recent training injury. Azula tries to tell him it’s nothing and she’s fine. This is not the first time this has happened, so Lu Ten has learned how to pick his battles and instead offers to show her the treatment method for that kind of injury he learned on the field. The really effective one because you don’t have the luxury of waiting for injuries to heal slowly when you’re out there.

As for the chapter two bit: there are, in fact, multiple levels of conversation going on here. Iroh mentions that the common soldiers have a code they use (more like a shibboleth, really) to warn each other of problematic commanders: “I hear there’s something wrong with [name]”. What Iroh doesn’t realize is where that phrase originates.

In the s&a ‘verse, severe child abuse is a huge cultural taboo. Light burns and slaps aren’t counted in this, but what Ozai canonically did to Zuko? That would have been seen as abhorrent. The Fire Nation takes child welfare extremely seriously; orphans are cared for by the state and their physical and intellectual needs are met. (They might end up indoctrinated to hell, but that’s more of a feature than a bug.) (This is why Yuka is in the situation she is. As soon as her father acknowledged her as his child, she entered his care and the state checks regularly once a child has been in the system.) The simple reason for this is because children are the future, and if the Fire Nation wants to have a glorious future and show how the rest of the world to be better, then they need to invest in those children. Children are a resource, and a precious one at that. The state essentially views severe child abuse as damaging this resource and thus as akin to sabotage.

That isn’t to say it doesn’t happen at all. The lower classes have a shibboleth that indicates that not only are they lower classed, but also that they suspect someone of abuse or is being abused. “I hear there’s something wrong with [name]”. Soldiers borrowed it from here.

The soldiers are using the phrase in the original context. Iroh, because he’s a royal, completely misses this and thinks that the soldiers already think Azula’s going to be a terror of a commanding officer. Instead, what’s happening is that the soldiers can get hearsay of the abuse from a former palace servant who saw some of it. That prompts the third soldier to just laugh in disbelief at their own chances for survival, because if the palace is willing to break cultural taboos and damage their own child, then what hope do they have?

(I admit that bit was supposed to be slightly intentionally confusing, if only because to the reader it should be clear that Iroh is totally missing some kind of context. The cultural taboo and class division are things that will come up again later, but it’s not a plot point)

#nos answers things #salt and ashes #salt and ashes au #tw child abuse mention #one running theme of s&a is the fn stumbling upon actually-good-ideas and policies #possibly for terrible reasons #so it's a mixed bag #Anonymous

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Okay okay okay this is gonna come outta left field but like,, ur the first person that comes to mind for this

So: I’m trying to get a diagnosis for my autism now as an adult bc my parents refused to belive I was ND which is... hm. (my older brother is autistic so like, it would make sense, wouldn’t it?) I have all the calling cards or whatever but I’m unsure if it’s actually autism or adhd or simply me picking up traits from my brother bc we’ve always been super close. Anyways.

They want me to shell out $550aud for the evaluation, after a 10-12 month waiting list. I have to wait a year before I can get an Official Autism Test and even then I might not even have it! I’m :( rn bc I have $50 to my name and seeing as my parents never got me tested before, I highly doubt they’ll hand me the cash for it now :/ (main reason I want a diagnosis is so I can have help be more accessible in uni bc I’ve been struggling)

So, question! Is ur autism like, recognised in the eyes of the government, and if so was it as a child or did you have to figure it out for yourself when you were old enough to do so? Sorry if this is too invasive, you don’t have to answer anything you’re uncomfortable with! I’m just wondering if I could gain a bit of insight, thank you! (Sorry for ask length aaaa)

hey, it’s all good!

i’m sorry you’re having such a rough go about it ughhhhh. esp when it’s something that could make school more accessible for you. that’s gotta be pretty dang infuriating.

to answer your question, online i make a point to never say what conditions of mine are professional dx vs. self-dx, mostly because there is still a LOT of people on here who think one is more valid than the other, which of course is absurd. my autism is kind of the weird medium, tho--professionals constantly “suggested” to my parents i appeared autistic when i was growing up and my parents ignored it because they’re ableist and couldn’t comprehend that lol. eventually i had one of these professionals outright tell me “it’s important that you know you fit the criteria for autism so that you can better understand yourself, but i think a diagnosis probably wouldn’t benefit you at this time.” so i am not autistic on paper sdfgfgd.

i ended up agreeing with this (i’m scared of being turned down for jobs on grounds of disability, and most countries don’t accept disabled immigrants in case fascism ever gets bad in the US again and i need to flee) so i never sought out a diagnosis.

when i was a kid and they told me i looked autistic i was like “yeah right” because i didn’t understand autism, and then i ignored it pretty much until adulthood when my boyfriend at the time started exploring his own diagnosis. he’d do a thing and be like “oh. the autism...” and i was like huh thats the autism? [nat left at london voice] hahaha i do that

but these are just me! some people “appear” autistic at a young age but plenty of us will tell u that we feel more autistic as adults than we EVER did as kids. autism is also majorly skewed in diagnoses toward cis white boys/men--professionals fucking suck at evaluating POC & people of any other gender alignment, and until recently autism was considered a predominantly male disease (because marginalized people are better at Masking, soldiering on through our pain is what society breeds us to do.)

a diagnosis sounds like it’ll be good for you and i really hope you get yours so things can be a little bit easier. my purpose answering these questions is to let you know my own experiences, but overall keep in mind that the autistic community is SO diverse and there are so many unseen ways we exist that a lot of psychs don’t acknowledge and/or haven’t adopted yet.

if u have a donation post at all pls lmk so i can reblog it!!!

#Anonymous #wendy answers

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peachlolitasevillacourtstuff · 4 years

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Stratos and Oona (story part 1)

I thank our friend Niko for helping me with this story.*It all starts in the current round house, President Sheros as he was always in his office, reading some news. among them stories about his brother's war veterans, that brought him a nostalgia and sadness to remember him* Sir.c: stratos old something wrong? *he said entering his office * * Obviously Tray was spying on them from his slug-cams * Stratos: oh old man, I'm reading some stories of the pac veterans, it brings me a lot of nostalgia to hear it Sir.c: I really remember that fatal squad I had, and many were injured and look, I still have scars from that * he said showing his scar on the shoulder of his arm * Betrayus: Uff, what a weak idiot..... Buttler: -_- Stratos: hehehe, that explains more your clumsiness, you even had an injury to your leg remember * he said a little teasing * Betrayus: *Disgusted face* Sir.c: yes yes, make fun, but at least you have worse scars .. * I affirm * Betrayus: *Bored* And I thought I heard "serious conversations". * after that at night when everyone had to sleep, stratos had already come out of bathing and dressing in his pajamas, at the time he was going to lie down on his bed * * The guards roamed for the Round-House, preventing intruders from entering * * after a few short hours, stratos was already sound asleep, however he felt a sensation in his left shoulder something familiar, as if it came from the past * "Dad!" Stratos: w.. what!? Cedrick: I can't sleep, can I sleep with you? Stratos: uh yeah right, lie on my side, why can't you sleep? Betrayus: Uff, he surely had some stupid bad dreams. cedrick: I don't know, I'm just not sleepy, * said snuggling up on top of his dad * Stratos: * that reminded him a lot of his little brother, and at the same time that love of war * Cedrick: * Hugs his daddy tightly * Stratos: Haha, there is drick, hugging me reminds me a lot of your uncle * whisper * *the next day* Pac: good morning Mr. President, everything okay around here? Stratos: yes, yesterday I was reading stories about veterans of the pac war. Cedrick: * Playing around with Spirale * Spiral: Be careful, Cedric! The monster is coming to devour you! * Growls and chases him * Cedrick: Oh no! * Chuckles and runs though the corridors * Pac: wow the boy created very fast. 😅 Stratos: thats right Stratos: now Pac: oh ok, a question, Mr. President, as was the mother of Cedrick * I asked him directly * Stratos: Uh!? 😨 Stratos: mmmhh.. I don't like to talk about Oona .. Pac: what its Oona? Stratos: my ex..lover Pac: because ex-lover doesn't mean ex-wife, was something wrong with her? Stratos: She died in an attack and it pains me to remember it. Cyli and pac: 😓😨 Cyli: oh Sir.c: sure you don't want to talk about it now? Stratos: I do not see it necessary, also there is a part of that story that is not appropriate for the 4, only you and me, Sir.c Cily:We are grow enough. Stratos: well you know how babies are made right? Cyli: yes... Yes, more or less Pac: Surely! Stratos: good come the 2 in private, Spiral, take care of my son while I go to talk to the boys. Spiral: ok.. Spirale: No, problem! *Goes to him* *inside the round house * Stratos: your name is Oona, my ex lover.. Pac: So, Mr. pres? Cily: uh.. were you in love once? Stratos: yea...* he said scratching his head a little * Pac: Well, it’s normal. but what happened? Stratos: It all started when I was still a soldier who was fighting against my own brother, Sir.c had been lethally read in a platoon, luckily I helped him take him to the infirmary, where they took care of him I saw him as he suffered, and he got some scars for it. Stratos: You're better * said a young stratos in his war uniform * Sir.c: yea.. *he said a little dizzy. Doctor: Excuse me, I need to take care of your friend. He has some internal bleeding. Pac: Woah..... Fortunately he survived. Sir.c: barely even in my nightmares I still feel that horrible pain in me, but still counting stratos. Cily: Aw. then? Stratos: ok.. After having been treated and stopping the euphoria, I started to get more injured, some of them were already dead, however I stumbled upon one of so many nurses. ???: oh, so, so sorry.. Stratos: don't apologize it was an accident! ???: You must be one of the soldiers against Commander Betrayus, I am Oona, I am not from Pacopolis by the way. Stratos: Yes, I am.....I’m Stratos Spheros. You? Oona: Oona, Oona winefrida Stratos: wow, a pretty name Pac: Oh, so she was? Stratos: of course I was a nurse in the war, I wasn't clearly around here. Cily: She must have been a caring woman to be a nurse. Sir.c: Jejejeje.. especially how good it must have been .. in the food supposedly, not that badly thought! Pac: *Chuckles Cedrick: She was good doing what? *Innocent face* Stratos: Wooah! Cedrick!? 😲what are you doing here, you should be with spiral Spiral: Sorry! He had run away! Cedrick: What were you talking about, dad? Stratos: you know adult stuff ..😅 Cedrick: What kind of adult stuff? I want to know too! :D Stratos: just go on playing with Spiral, but don't get dirty *he says taking him out of the room* Cedrick: okay * he said a little annoyed * Pac: *Chuckles* Curious the boy. Pac: get on with the story sir president Stratos: ok.. As the days progressed, and continue to have plans for the next ambush, and do my best without Sir.c I could not stop thinking about her, her skin was white, her pink eyes, her brown hair, and her beautiful smile distracted me from work. Spheria: stratos, thats good? Cily: That’s love True love, strong enough to make you forget the rest ~ * Chuckles * Stratos: maybe they'll keep interrupting me!? Pac: Oh sorry, Mr. Pres, continue. Stratos: well spheria got a little upset about my attitude exactly Spheria: Why? You look much more distracted than usual. Are you worried about something? Stratos: oh sorry sergeant * he said laughing * just kept thinking of someone specifically Spheria: *Nudges him* Oh really? Who is the lucky girl~? Or lucky boy. No prejudice. Stratos: literally Sir.c! remember that he is still injured Spheria: oh yea.. * said a little sad * Stratos: *Sigh* I hope he will recover soon. Spheria: I even more .. it hurts that that platoon was very sudden take a slight break, the war is making you very anxious Stratos: Thanks sergeant. * in the infirmary * Stratos: hello Oona: hello stratos what are you doing here, are you coming to visit Sir.c? Stratos: I don't really miss your beautiful voice Stratos: Are you busy? Oona: if very busy, there are many sick and wounded, I think it is not time for you to be here with me. Stratos: if you want, we'll see you tonight, if you can finish your shift? Oona: I will try, but take the opportunity to greet your friend, he is on stretcher 16 on the right Stratos: Ok... See ya tonight, ok? * Stratos went to the stretcher of his good friend Sir.c, he was resting from his injuries, he could barely move without importing the pain * Stratos: go Sir.c, you already feel better Sir.c: I still hurt about the emorrajia * he said in a weak tone * Spheria: *Comes too* Hey C., how are you? Sir.c: the scar from the operation still hurts, that platoon was crazy. Spheria: well at least you didn't break all your bones. Stratos: Speaking of which, you think that even an intern you can give us plans Spheria: Yes. I'm confident about it. *later at night* Oona: Hi Stratos, did you want to see me? Stratos: Oona skies are you done? Oona: yeah jeje Stratos: come with me I want to show you something * he says taking her hand and I take her to a place with a beautiful pond * Stratos: Beautifull, isn’t it? Oona: I don't know why, but it reminds me of a story they told me as a child Stratos: really coincidence hehe Oona: I lived in pac-europe, in fact I am a descendant of the ancient pac-celts. Stratos: Woah, cool. And what this story tells? Oona: seeing this lake reminds me of a story I have known since I was little, my name refers to that. Stratos: well tell me Oona: Once upon a time in a very large lake, where fairies lived among the largest trees, they always met during the day, so that the birds did not eat them, every night on a full moon they went out to celebrate their queen, they danced like the swans in that same lake, each one shone like the rainbow, at the same time the smallest and largest animal approached to hear their songs. Stratos: incredible story, hopefully when the war ends you can go home. Stratos: You miss it, right? Oona: I do miss my old home a lot, but the evil betrayus commander made my chance of returning home useless. Stratos: stupid lil brother *annoyed whisper* Oona: what?! Stratos: nothing! 😅 Stratos: Maybe it was the wind!😅 Oona: Listen clearly, you said stupid little brother !? Stratos: N-No no! You surely heard wrong! Oona: don't lie stratos tell me !? Stratos:...*Sigh*..Oona, Betrayus is my little brother. Oona: WHAT! That psychopath is your brother !? * said shocked * Stratos: Calm down, we are at war, and there is no other way I can stop him, I don't know why he does this! I just know ... I don't know why. 😧 Stratos: I’m really sorry that I didn’t tell you before. Oona: it doesn't matter now, alone, I think maybe I am lacking attention and love, that's all Stratos: you are the first person to tell me that! I know I did something wrong in the past! And I can't correct it anymore, and now he's killing everyone for pleasure ..😢 Stratos: Thanks for understanding me .... * Hugs her * Pac, cyli and Sir.c: AAAAAAWWW... 😢😢😢 Pac: *Sniff* This is so touching! Stratos: I admit to being a bad big brother, but she comforted me that night Sir.c: and you threw it away !? Stratos: NOOOW IDIOT!😠😖 *Pac and Cily holds the snickers* Sir.c: come on spheros we all want to hear that part !? Stratos: This is not the time! 😠 Well continuing with the story, she was very good to me, since then we began to see each other more often, even she knew about medicine and many things about nursing. Sir.c: hey stratos, who is your girlfriend? Stratos: what!? We are not only friends but she is very good at everything, apart from that she was one of the nurses who helped you heal. Spheria: So you two are a thing? Stratos: well maybe yes, but still nothing. Spheria: Well, I see in you that Cupid is very close 😅 Sir.C.: *Nudges her, snickering* Yeah, I think she’s right! Stratos: guys are making me uncomfortable! 😓 Oona: hi stratos, who are you, your war companions?😉 Spheria: yes 🙄 Sir.C.: Stratos, why don't you introduce us to your "friend"? Stratos: Oona introduces you to Sir.c and Sergeant spheria Spheria: I'm glad I am the sergeant Sir.C.: Heh, me too. spheria: hey are you coming with us my sister sunny made a delicious apple pie Oona: of course i'm delighted Sir, C.: Perfect! Let’s go! Stratos: *He already know they will embarrassing him* * they went to the pac shelter where her sister was sunny, a yellow sphere of glasses and at the same time her baby named pac, they looked very adorable, since their baby was looking forward to the apple pie * Spheria: Hi sis, I brought some guests. Sunny: oh great the cake will be ready in a minute Stratos: Hey Sunny. *Pats the little one* And hi little Pac. baby pac: baba..babu! GRRRRR! * Begins to growl at Oona because she thinks she's betrayus * Oona: uh, ok the little one Stratos: Heh, I think he confuses you with someone else.....😅 Sunny: well it must have been for you, since the commander is a white sphere, pac thought that you must be the Oona: 😓😖 Stratos: yes what a coincidence of destiny Oona: its cutie your baby <3♡ Sunny: aaaww, thank you Baby pac: 😐😡 Zac: Heh, yeah, thank you. Stratos: Zac, you’re back. Zac: oh who is your girlfriend, and why does she look like your brother Stratos: not my girlfriend 😡 Zac: 😅😂 sorry Sir.C.: Yes, she is. Stratos: Noow! 😤😡 Oona: Jajajaja! XD Spheria: *Chuckles* I was forgetting how fun is teasing Stratos. Stratos: shut up 😣😖 Oona: and tell me you are the last of your kind? Sunny and zac: yeah 😧 Sir.C.: Unfortunately, we don’t know why, the others like them had began to disappear. Oona: once I had a yellow neighbor, he was very old, but he died of age * he said very sadly * Stratos: however it must have been one of those few yellows * he said clapping his hands * Zac: Well, at least we are here. And especially the little one is safe. *Pats Little Pac* Oona: aaaw is so cute Baby pac: grrrr 😡 Cyli: Did you really have to growl at the white spheres!? Pac:🤷‍♂️ PAC: Yeah, it’s pretty weird, Mr. Pres. Sir.C.: But also funny. *Snickers* Stratos: I think Oona was very rude. but that was already in the past, and now you are more tolerable especially with my son, Do you remember that time when you met him and thought that my brother revived PAC: Oh. Hehe, yeah...Poor kiddo, I scared him... Stratos: maybe ... but let's continue we keep talking often, even though we started distancing ourselves during the following missions, but still we met again. Oona: are you going to fight again Stratos: yea 😓😧 Oona: please, don't get hurt, especially don't let death take you.😟😢 Stratos: Don’t worry! I’m strong! UwU Oona: please be very brave, and heard rumors that this squad will be brutal! 😯 Stratos: I neglected and survived this before, just like Sir.c... that phrase was my big mistake Pac: Uh? Why? Stratos: That platoon, as the rumors said, would be so brutal that very few were likely to come out alive. and look at this please * he says showing a scar on his knee from a grenade attack * Pac and cyli: 😨😲 Continue...

I thank our friend Niko for helping me with this story.

#pmatga #pacman and the ghostly adventures #pac man and the ghostly adventures #Spheros #president spheros #fanfic

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mousehole5000 · 4 years

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tgcf lb the fourth chapter 23 - 33

“hmmm looks like theres people in the fertilizer. i shan’t say a word” ok king of minding your business i guess

oh looks like it has a long tongue. oh i dont care for that at all

The build of their bodies were similar, and atop their shoulders, all of them carried cudgels that were densely covered in sharp wolf teeth. It created an illusion that a pack of wolves had transformed into people. attack of the furries? okay.

It was easy to comprehend after thinking about it. This person had been buried in the desert sand for fifty to sixty years. The flesh of his body had long been transformed into nutrients for those Kindred Moon Herbs. He had been entirely consumed until the only thing remaining was a mere skeleton. when this book isnt being very funny its being very grim!!! yikes!! also this was an episode of hannibal

Ke Mo definitely had never heard someone ask to go first in this place. His eyes widened and looked like bells as he asked in astonishment, “You want to go first? For what reason??” Xie Lian naturally couldn’t reply and say it was because he wasn’t scared. Thus, he chose an answer that conformed with the norms of society. “General, these are merely innocent merchants just passing through. They even have a child amongst them.” - love watching the immortals trying to act like humans. would have been funny if xie lian had just hit em with “well i cant die so its chill”

That young man had crossed his arms. With an indifferent gaze, he thoughtfully sized up the deep Sinners’ Pit.　　 A bad premonition sprung up unbidden in Xie Lian’s heart. “San Lang?”　　 When he heard Xie Lian call him, San Lang turned his head. He smiled faintly and said, “Everything’s fine.” - edgy bastard lets go

What Ke Mo had been cursing was, “It’s this slut again!” - me when a corpse gets up and knocks all my soldiers into the sinner’s pit what a relatable reaction

oh now im switching translations here we go

does hua cheng just straight up transform in the darkness? edgy bastard. also hualian having their little discussion while ke mo keeps trying to attack im still amused by these kinds of shenanigans

banyue guoshi ma’am your backstory.... rough. im on your side im sure you had your reasons

why do the soldiers keep her up near the top of the pit of death if she keeps getting up and knocking them all in? am i missing something? or are they just that dumb/dead fjdf;adjsf

fu yao: y’all alive? lmk. if not ill guess ill go back to the the merchants who totally promised to stay put in the circle. in case its not clear i do not care what happens to said merchants.

hua xie... of course thats the fucking name he picked. also looks like that wasnt so much a parallel being drawn between xie lian and the general as it was the same exact line

fasdlkfjsldfdsf god xie lian really has a hard time. you help some orphans, you try to keep people from dying, you try to save an orphan and you trip and get trampled but you cant die so you wake up in a river full of corpses and just float away. actually tbh i really appreciate him as an immortal character this is the shit i like to see. love xie lian ready to defend himself from the slander of being completely flattened. he was only mostly flattened

cunty vibes so strong all the wildlife in a 10 foot radius just chuck up the deuces and split

ITS RAINING SCORPION SNAKES. THIS IS NOT THE TIME TO PUSH A REVEAL. love that the umbrella is just always on hand

okay i guess fucking. everyone is here now why not. we’re all in a hole covered in scorpions and everyone knows each other but not everyone is admitting it but we know. we know. still not 100% sure what is going wrt pei su/pei ming/general pei/pei junior im a bit confused idk

okay i cant explain it but im attached to him now.

i like banyue. i feel like theres going to be a few background female characters i really like but im not so sure theyll get a lot of development. wind master come back you and your lady friend i would like to know more of you. anyway fuck this pei guy(s?). also they just put banyue in a jar? fair enough

is xie lian another mc who cant cook? so much so that everyone who knows him just leaves if he offers? love that for him

okay we’ve got ONE identity admitted. i liked how casual it was. i wonder if hc was waiting for this bc yeah he was not subtle i feel like he definitely wanted xie lian to know. if he didnt then bruh. get lessons in how to act human please

screaming. no words. cant wait to meet him. and hua cheng please keep up the good work. i love that now we’re just. sitting. chatting. chilling. okay.

yeah it makes sense that hes an immortal i think you would have to take this attitude after 800 years

this authors note about not writing ugly characters.... fjkdalfdjfa obviously i dont think holding beauty as such high standard is good it warps our views and values etc etc but also i would expect nothing less from a story like this. yes we know everyone is going to be beautiful theyre immortal and beautiful and young forever

lmao at exile being a temporary banishment for crimes.... yeah that sounds about right tbh. rich elite fuckers

oh good we haven’t forgotten about human face disease boy. im wondering when we’re going to find out how important he will be bc he clearly matters otherwise he’d have been resolved already also yeah how tf does he have that disease that sure sounds like an issue

i dont like him. pei ming i also wish you to die of syphilis. also of fucking COURSE xie lian’s cultivation method doesnt let him read dirty books

im just saving this because its funny

okay lang qianqiu i see you falling asleep at the meeting. i like you already but you are not above suspicion. actually you know what i suspect you already. crown prince of the kingdom that conquered xianle? idk if youre good or bad but you know something i learned this lesson from beloved morally grey huaisang

okay last comment for this post. mxtx’s little authors note about everyone being straight except for hualian but you can make up headcanons as long as you dont split hualian up fjdlfakdj. i just find it silly to write a story thats so clearly for an audience that understands shipping and ships often and say not to split a specific couple up but i mean to be fair i kind of get it that sentiment as an author and not wanting people to do certain things with your work, although again i think its silly

i guess the point of this note is just to be clear that no one else is going to get together so no one argues about it and i dont actually know much about how this was published but it seems like it was serialized so i can see why that would be an issue. personally i dont really care for knowing stuff like that ahead of time but i know a lot of people do and it seems to be thing in other cnovels ive seen to know whos going to get together as far as major characters are concerned i guess thats part of the draw and i guess i kind of get it

not sure how much other romance will be in this but also i think its kind of ridiculous to be like “these are the only two gay characters” in a cast that just keeps growing but whatever shes really leaving that work up to the readers to make it happen which they’ll do anyways so whatever. also there had to be at least one of the 33 officials who fought hua cheng who thought he was hot. theres no way that didnt happen

#if theres a note that explains why some of the immortals have a whisk can someone point me to towards it?#im assuming its not actually a kitchen whisk although that would be something #is it like the feather dusters songxiao carry?#tgcf liveblog #mouse mumbles #i guess this is what im doing with my time now

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~I Will Always Catch You~

A/N” One shot fic request: Fainting in Enobaria’s arms.

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People knew very well not to underestimate Enobaria for how much a beautiful mysterious danger she was. - After all, she had not only a reputation for how she was the victor of the 62nd Hunger Games but the fact that she had f a n g s – teeth filed sharp enough to resemble deadly incisors. Anyone who got to close would see how intelligent, blunt, dangerous, fierce she was. No one knew she had a heart of gold deep down. No one knew she could be soft, gentle and vulnerable. Except you. Everyone loses a piece of themselves to these vile games that prey on the lives of young children , forcing them to fight to the death until one one them remains standing, bathed in riches that others could only dream of. All at the mercy of a capitol who punishes them for others long ago committed.

You and Enobaria were in a close relationship. Growing up in District 2 { one of the wealthy districts who are close to the Capitol in wealth, loyalty, etc. }, You two had been best friends whose mothers were best friends, father's worked together. You two went to the same school and could go to each other about anything. Well that was of course after the fact that she stood up to a bully for you. You had something happen to you that gave you an injury that needed time to heal, someone had made fun of you and wouldn't seem to stop. Enobaria being … well, herself? Formed a fist and landed a punch so strong to the boy's jaw that he had to have surgery to get his jaw back in place. A dangerous serious process that if went wrong, he would never be able to use his mouth again and have to be fed through a tube.

Not long after that, sexualities were questioned and accepted but you two are together, happily in love, each other's rock when the other wants and needs even if they might not realize it. Anyway, it was the morning of the day where You, her and the other victors of previous games would find out the next tributes for each district for this years Quarter Quell. Now remember when I said that these Games take a piece of someone. It isn't something you can get past after all, just a young child thrown into dangerous situations and made to fight, hurt, k I l l other scared ones like you, hardened into little soldiers by ones older using you for their own greed, for their own e n t e r t a I n m e n t. Ones meant to love and care for you, protect you and keep you safe. Lets just say that you like anyone else had developed PTSD and panic attacks. There you and Enobaria were, sitting on a luxurious couch of a house you two shared together. Soon enough, President Coriolanus Snow himself showed up on the screen and started to speak,

“Ladies and Gentleman, this is the time in which we will begin the 75th Hunger Games, where specially, we'd also have the Quarter Quell.” Anywhere around, people had their eyes glued to the screen, you and Enobaria among others who watched with bated breath, not out of excitement like some might by unease, a want to get this over with and try to live life the best possible in p e a c e. As if that could ever be completely achieved in the world in which they lived in. Amongst the cheering, President Snow continued,

“It was written in the charter of the games that every twenty-five years, there will be a Quarter Quell. Now on this , the 75th anniversary of our defeat of the rebellion, we celebrate the third Quarter Quell.” A drop in your stomach seemed to happen as you started into those eyes shown on the screen, you had a bad feeling about this. Not that you didn't seem to have them at times and always turn out to be right but those cold eyes as they addressed the nation, seemed to stare into the souls of everyone he made suffer. What you heard next was enough for you to intake a breath, rushing to your head resorting in a dizziness that had you fearing the idea of standing. You just might collapse, others would cry and unleash anger.

“As a reminder, that even the s t r o n g e s t cannot overcome the power of the Capitol. On this, the third Quarter Quell game, the male and female tributes are to be reaped from the existing pool of Victors in each district.”

You could barely focus on Enobaria's hand tightening in yours as she arched upward to look into Snow's slow smirking face with a look so murderous one would shiver and fear for their life. Feeling the beginning of a panic attack, you felt the pain as it got harder and harder to breathe. It came out in pants as you tried to calm it, slipping your hand from your girlfriend as it clutched at your chest. Moving forward on your knee's , you fell to the ground in front of the couch, your hands at your fall. Your body felt numb as you tried to catch your breath, panic inside your body like the rapid fluttering of a hummingbird's wings.

Immediately you heard Enobaria yell your name then you felt her arms encircling you as she helped you the best she could to get you back to reality, to her where it was s a f e. “Y/N!”, came her serious worried voice. A strangled choked up noise seemed to happen, not even realizing it was your own tears spilling down your cheeks, voice not able to form the words they so badly wanted to express. Eyes blurry with wetness, you felt her cup your cheek, “Y/N, sweetheart, look at me please. Come on, show me those beautiful eyes.”, she began to slowly and gently speak. You looked up weakly at her as she wiped the tears from your eyes, seeing love for you in hers despite the anger she was feeling, the murderous anger that was barely contained. You really were her anchor bc she would put it aside so long as you were safe, happy and alright.

“How could- I thought that we- that's not su-”, you tried to speak but you would choke up, cough and tear, your voice would crack. She rubbed at your shoulders, shaking her head from you trying to speak more. If you continued to get out of control with your breathing, your heart would only race faster. You were weak and dizzy enough, she didn't want to see you pass out bc if you did, that wouldn't be anything good. You were relatively good with taking your anti-depressants but bc of the ptsd that you had experienced from your own games – you often had nights where you woke up screaming, where you would flinch at any beginning of violence, anything that reminded you of all that you went through like anyone else and you would be inconsolable. The only ones who could manage to bring you out of it IF NOT Enobaria were any of your family still around.

“i will not let anything happen to you, I promise you. You know I have always stood by that. Try not to think on it now and just lean on me baby, im here and I am never going to leave you. Breathe with me.. come on , that's it.. in and out.” and she started to do it with you as your hands remained comfortingly and gently on you as you kept your eyes on her, intaking a breath and releasing it after holding it for a little bit, getting air back into your lungs. Making your body go back into a stable state, you and her stayed like that for what seemed forever but may have only been a half hour, hour? When it seemed like things could be okay at least for the moment, you felt her arms around your waist, her hands clasping at your hands tightly “Come on, lets stand okay, lemme get us some water.”

You nodded, afraid to speak, any moment you felt like you could cry. Not just from anger, so much anger it could rival your girlfriend but unlike her, you didn't have fangs that could sink into another's throat with enough strength to rip it out, causing the unfortunate person to choke on their own blood and die. Maybe thats what Snow deserved. You felt your hands balling into fists at the mere thought of how someone could be so heartless, without remorse or pity. It made you sick to your stomach and you had enough of those kind of feelings what with having panic attacks. Hoping the water would help as it sometimes did and should, you kept your mouth shut, not wanting to spill any contents in your stomach onto your clothes and the floor as Enobaria helped you stand.

Still feeling slightly dizzy, you almost wondered if you should say something but you urged that you dealt with this before, feeling weak and dizzy. You only ever fainted if it got really bad and always someone was there. The only times that someone wasnt was a rare occasion but any unlucky person who came upon you with dark intentions would regret it, you were so protected. A darling of District 2. As you made to follow her into the kitchen, everything went black as you fell. Unconscious to the scream as Enobaria immediately caught your fainting body in her arms, worry on her face as she gently tried to shake you awake but only receiving no answer from you.

Not wanting to immediately jump to conclusions, she held you protectively in her arms as she went about the process of getting you medical help, refusing to leave your side. For those who suggested, one glint of her fangs in the light was enough for them to hold their tongue lest they want it ripped out. While they did the work to help you, she in a corner not to far from you , paced back and forth, w a I t I n g until she saw your beautiful eyes again. When you finally did flutter your eyes open, it was after the doctor's left you both to have some privacy, telling Enobaria that the reason you had fainted was not only from a possible slip up in taking medication, dehydration and stress, they advised you get plenty of water, rest, stay active in the medications and do anything relaxing to get rid of the stress. Maybe start talking to someone, it could help get the stress off your shoulders, as they say.

Once the door closed behind them, your { e/c } eyes seemed to flutter open, your lips parting to crack , “en..” you coughed, “enobaria?” She immediately rushed to your side, sitting down beside you and taking one of your hand in both of hers. “How are you feeling? “ she ended up scoffing, “Stupid question..” she looks at you, “i'm right here.” You smiled weakly, memories of what happened flashing before your eyes and tears started to well up. Immediately sensing the change in your, she cupped your face, 'Keep calm for me babygirl, im right here. Whatever happens, it's you and me always right? As we promised.”

Your heart raced but you forced it to slow, to even out and calm yourself down. You slowly nodded, clenching your throat as you swallowed, “Forever.”, you muttered softly, lovingly, with no hesitation. “Scoot over.”, she muttered as she stood, moving to remove the blanket a little from you. You weakly tried to move, an adorable frown forming on your face as you looked up at her, “Won't they sa-” She shook her head as she lied down beside you, gently pulling you into her arms so you could cuddle into her, the blanket over both of you now, “Just them try and stop me from holding the woman I love.”, You felt butterflies in your stomach, she was always so good to you – what did you do to deserve someone like her, Enobaria, the fierce badass everyone was scared to come into contact with but realize there was another side to her. A good side so worthy of the truest of loves, something you two found together. Like a home. She caresses your face, making you look at her, as if you wouldn't choose to willingly anyway,”

“Wherever you go, I will follow if you wish and anytime you fall, I will always catch you.”

You nodded, closing your eyes as you felt her arms encircle you more, holding you against her chest and your two’s legs entangling together under the blanket. Resting your head against her chest, you and her breathed together, your eyes closing shut once more and hers following suit not long after you. At some point you would be discharged to be able to go home but until then? You would find peace in the arms of the woman you loved. Everything would figure itself out one way or another. One day Snow would realize the wrongs for which he has done and pay for them accordingly. Taking one day at a time, you would make sure that you would be okay, that the ones you loved would be okay.

You would always say that you never deserved someone as fierce and dangerous as Enobaria who was sweet and romantic and cuddly deep down but truth was maybe it was the other way around with her feeling she didnt deserve you. Sometimes people didnt even approach her for the reputation she had but you weren’t like the others, You didn’t treat her like she was a monster to hold at arms length for fear of being ripped apart. You broke down all her walls and made her f e e l. She could never thank you for that, having someone as angelic as you but every rose has it’s thorns and she knew that together, you two could accomplish anything. Not just the best but the worst of times.

#warning: medical #warning: panic attacks #enobaria #the hunger games #hunger games #soft fluff #angsty sadness #one shot fic requests

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explorers of arvus: port draavos / 3.23.20

and now for something different: the misadventures of the hope’s guard

so for the past 3 years ive been in an ongoing dnd5e campaign run by michael called Explorers of Arvus, which is super cool and super fun and i love it a whole lot! and back when i used twitter, i’d liveblog our sessions and that ended up being my way of note taking bc im otherwise quite terrible at it

after i stopped using twitter, that had the side effect of me not keeping notes anymore, so i kind of didnt remember any of the past couple sessions? especially because its hard for all 6 of us to have like, schedules that make sense, so there’s a lot of distance between each session.

and then i realized i can just take notes shitpost-liveblog style and then just… like, put it on tumblr or whatever. i’ll probably make like, ill probably port over my old liveblog threads onto here sometime but until then: we played d&d today! Time For Shenanigans

some quick context: we’re called the Hope’s Guard, but our unofficial silly name is Chunch Bunch the Dungeon Master is Michael aka Skalter aka @openlyeight Taure M’ea is a half-elf paladin played by Penn aka @penn-name and she is doing her best. Sieron Astora is a human (secretly half-orc) wizard played by Jorb aka @jorbs-palace and he’s basically the protagonist, and also starting to be gay for Charlie Charlie Wickfield is a halfling wild magic sorcerer played by Leos aka us and she’s known for being very chaotic, lighting things on fire, and having a high charisma score but no idea how to articulate anything Thorne is a half-orc warlock played by Solar aka @craftlands and he grew up in nonsense land aka the feywild and i love him, and also he’s fine-tuned to be able to snipe the shit out of anything within a 600 ft radius of him w/ eldritch blast Silje Cottonwood is a tabaxi blood hunter played by Nyx aka @patheticnyas and he is very edgy but also a cat and is VERY gay for Thorne our general goal is to stop some motherfucker called Halvkar / the God-King from… i dunno, being a huge bitch? he dumped zombies all over Arvus and that’s a problem. its late at night and i just played d&d for several hours

AND SO: WE PLAYED D&D FOR THE FIRST TIME OF THE DECADE

last time:

chunch bunch beat up the cult and now we’re FINALLY GOING TO ARVUS, YALL (also we picked up a cat) (his name is silly. its silje but literally pronounced like “silly”) sieron hatched a child! so like, we have a lil coatl friend now OH RIGHT SIERON HAS A MOM. sierons mom is here charlie and sieron attempted to have a gay scene but charlie went off script by being “[internal dial up noises]” when sieron said something really heartwarming we’re in fort draavos! and now we’re picking up sidequests and just kinda wanderin around. woo!

NOW, ON EXPLORERS OF ARVUS:

thorne and charlie discuss the morals of necromancy, and also the concept of “[charlie voice] necromancy racism”

EVERYONE IS BONDING WITH CHARLIE TODAY taure gave charlie the rune of wound closure and told her to stay safe and im :keralisweep:

accidentally started a cutscene bc charlie is very loud in a temple, oop. some priests(?) glared at us and walked off and im sure they wont stab us later! ingrid the adorkable friend has been having reoccuring nightmares about a dark figure w/ black robes standing above a bleeding platform high in the air over a swamp and summoning undead, so we’re gonna go hit that up! it MIGHT be like, a vision of the past, but even if so thats still pretty relevant also there’s a cool half orc lady named undril silvertusk who we’re gonna escort to camp vengeance! she’s awesome

thorne: i was in a dungeon once charlie: you got better! thorne: [points] i DID get better!

summer: can i roll to steal the laser gun? michael: if you find the dragon, you can try to steal the laser gun.

solar: guys, we have to protect the lesbians at all costs. and if one of them turns out to be an ancient gold dragon and curses my dick, then so be it

taure: dont worry, i wont let you die. ingrid: …okay :D!

THE HOT SPRINGS EPISODE IS FINALLY HAPPEN sorry thorne. charlie dabbed at a buff tiefling charlie is too fucking short for the hot springs. also she’s like 50% hair so she is Dying

time for food! we ran into an adventuring party that is apparently based off one michael was part of in another campaign, and i think the buff tiefling is his? also taure ordered samples of everything and then got Super plastered

thorne rolled really good to infodump hardcore about arvus artifacts and it is cute and id die for him oop michael asked for all our passive perception

omg theres an introduction of a ~mysterious character~ and originally theyre supposed to just sneak off but then michael realized they’d be genuinely interested in thorne’s infodumping so now theyre just Lurking

the opposite of a slow burn is a fast explosion

[everyone gets distracted quoting realtime fandub]

oops taure is depressed! ALSO SHE BROKE UP WITH SIGRA??? charlie is VERY bad at emotional support so she’s just “uhhhhhhhhh”, but thankfully thorne catches her before she faceplants into her potatoes CAN ANY OF US CARRY TAURE??? SHE’S IN FULL ARMOUR AND ALSO PASSED OUT

michael: what do you do with the bottle? summer: eat it

charlie get haircut! WITH SWORDS. her hair is now like midway down her back so its like, a bit shorter than when she first met everybody silje: do you want this [the hair he cut off]? charlie: UH WHAT WOULD I .. DO WITH IT… silje: …make a rope? charlie: yknow what i might as fucking well, who knows if id need spare hair

penn: i dont think taure is horny tho! summer: ITS OK, SILJE IS HORNY ENOUGH FOR ALL OF US

michael: Sieron, Str of 10- action hero Thorne, str of 14- twink nyx: silly, str of 13- cat solar: i guess thorne is a hunk. michael: thorne is a twunk summer: the t in thorne stands for twunk

taure, extremely drunk and sad: CHARLIE IM SORRY I MADE YOU BURN DOWN THAT LIBRARY (sieron and thorne carried her to bed and she ended up apologising a whole lot about literally everything)

jorb/sieron wants to know if charlie’s hair has any lingering wild magic nonsense!

thorne’s staring out the window! and also discord kept censoring solar when they were trying to say that THIS ENTIRE AREA IS WITHIN THORNE’S RANGE. solar: i could shoot someone at the thundering boar tavern [from our tavern] jorb: [as thorne] WRONG TAVERN, IDIOT!

solar called soldier:76 a cornfucker and it blindsided me so hard

michael: silje cottonwood, dark edgy blood hunter. [flops over on camera] NOTICE MEEEEEEEE

WE’RE NOW MAKING NONSTOP FORT DRAAVOS PUNS. i had to go clean pepper’s litter and when i came back they were STILL GOING

thorne pets silje on accident bc silje ws doing an anime squat on the balcony’s railing and is now having a crisis of “is it appropriate to pet the furry?” AND ALSO SILLY IS VERY SOFT

jorb & michael: [say something cursed] summer: [looking around frantically] I DONT HAVE AN IMPROVISED WEAPON solar: Allow Me. [brandishes baseball bat on camera]

#leo chirps #txt #summer.txt #dnd #explorers of arvus

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dw-thehiraethkids · 4 years

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Bedtime

I'm going to start off by saying uh the very base of this character came from here so please read it it's a really good story and I uhh aged 13 accidentally stole this boy so

But he's very different than the other version in this au so hopefully you can forgive me

Also there’s a part (you’ll know it) thats based on that audio with the baby McElroy (i dont know things about them sorry)

And the song referenced is a real song: Soldier, Poet, King by The Oh Hellos

It was quiet at night. Not that night was a solid force in the time vortex. But it was quiet nonetheless. The Doctor sat in the console room with his leg in an unexplainable position up on his chair, reading a book. Only at this time could he get any good reading in without any of his human friends going out on adventures, or more pressingly, making sure that Alexander was safe and well taken care of. It was exhausting taking care of a child, even with the amount of help he had between Donna and even Alex’s father.

He was distracted from his book though, by the sound of pitter pattering feet down the hall, past the console room. He didn’t stop reading though or even look up. If anyone needed anything they were more than welcome to come see him.

The footsteps came closer and closer. They were definitely Alex’s footsteps: too small and light footed to be anyone else’s. He still didn’t look up. Not for any reason, mostly because Alex had any choice in the situation and he didn’t have to interact with the Doctor if he didn’t want to. Sometimes they’d just sit together in silence enjoying each other’s company.

But instead tonight Alex pulled on his pant leg, on the leg that was oddly still perched on top of the arm of the chair. He shut the book, with a bit of a dramatic flair. He moved his leg back down to a more realistic position and perched his head in his hands, “What’s up Alexander?”

Alex’s face scrunched up in thought, clearly he’d come into the console room only to forget what his objective was somewhere between his room and there. Something must have clicked though because his face relaxed and he made his way over to the console. He was a bit too short to reach a majority of the controls and clearly didn’t know how to pilot the ship, “I wanna go.”

The Doctor laughed, “Go? Absolutely not; it’s past your bedtime.”

Alex scowled, a look he had most definitely picked up from his father. It was a bit too cute on him though with his little fists balled up and his arms over his chest. Maybe in 30 years it would look intimidating, maybe. He stopped his foot, “No. I wanna go.”

The Doctor sighed, he wasn’t getting out of a fight that easily. There was no part of him that wanted to just pick him up and drag him back to his room, honestly because he was getting bigger and he didn’t want to haul an uncooperative dead weight across the TARDIS. “Okay, let’s say I was taking you somewhere, which I’m not, where would we go?”

Alex looked up at him, still unimpressed, kids were in the business of getting what they wanted as soon as they wanted. “Home.”

Oh. Well that was an easy one, maybe he was missing his mother. The Doctor could spare a trip to Earth, maybe he’d settle back down to sleep there. “Okay. You want to see your mum?”

That, was evidently the wrong thing to say. Alex’s face went back to a scowl, and his arms back over his chest. “No. Home.”

The Doctor stared down at him confused. The TARDIS and Earth were the only two homes he had ever known. He knew for certain that his father hadn’t been taking him on any secret adventures, the TARDIS didn’t allow him to operate her except in dire circumstances. (This had nothing to do with anything the Doctor had asked for, she was just one to hold a grudge.) “What do you mean? Where do you want to go?”

He rolled his eyes and the Doctor felt himself flash forward to his teenage years and how little he was looking forward to that; he was already too much like his father in some ways. “Not my home. Your home. Yours and daddy’s.”

Oh. He wanted to go to Gallifrey.

The problem there was that there was no Gallifrey to go to. At least as far as he was aware. Ali hadn’t mentioned her or any of the others at the Collection finding any trace remnants of their planet. As far as any of them it was gone. Dead. He moved to the floor and crouched down to be eye level with Alex, “We can’t go there. It’s gone.” He definitely wasn’t one to shy away from talking about the horrors he’d seen, but he was one to shy away from traumatizing children he helped take care of, so he’d keep it vague.

But of course that wasn’t a good enough answer for the little one. “How come? Why’d they get rid of it?”

Kids' minds were unique compared to any others. To think that they simply removed a planet with billions of inhabitants for a singular reason made sense to Alex. The Doctor took a deep breath, “Well there were other aliens that didn’t like them very much and they had a war. A very big war and the only way for them to keep other people safe was to lose.”

Alex made his thinking face again, “Why didn't they like Gallifrey?”

It was honestly hard to make a convincing argument as to why anyone would actually like Gallifrey and therefore would be easier to list its benefits rather than its pitfalls, but Alex wouldn’t take that as an answer. “Well, a lot of people didn’t like the Time Lords. But these aliens in particular didn’t like it that the Time Lords kept trying to stop them from taking over everywhere in the universe.”

He really was only alternating between being a very childish version of angry and deep thought in his facial expressions that night. They were all a bit over dramatic and comical. There was a lot of emotion stored in such a little body. “I’m gonna punched it.”

“What?” He was confused, deeply confused. He hadn’t even said who the other combatants were. Or perhaps he intended on punching the Time Lords which the Doctor could only see as fair, they were kind of bastards. But assuming he was talking about the ones who fought the Time Lords, there was no way in hell he was letting this child punch a Dalek. “You want-- you want to punch them?”

“Yeah.”

“How ‘bout instead I take you to your room and I tell you about Gallifrey instead?” There was only one way to win an argument with a child, especially a nonsensical one: distraction.

He nodded and threw his arms up ready to be carried. The Doctor didn’t love this outcome but it was better than explaining to a little kid the intricacies of the Time War.

Alex’s room was never too far from the console room. Just in case. Just in case he needed something quickly, as the Doctor spent most of his time there. But just far enough away that if something managed to get into the TARDIS (which really was impossible) that he wouldn’t immediately be in harm’s way. He was also only ever a few doors away from his father, but again far enough away. Just in case.

Honestly the Doctor was happy, excited even with how much Alex’s father was improving himself after spawning a child. He definitely wasn’t winning any humanitarian awards for his behavior but it was a lot harder to enact evil plots and schemes with a little kid at your side telling you to be sure to mind your manners so you can have a cookie after dinner.

It was still a surprise that he was sitting on Alex’s bed when they returned. “Oh, he’s not dead.”

He was joking. Sort of. The Doctor rolled his eyes, “Of course--”

“Daddy!” Alex’s face lit up and he ran into his father’s arms.

The Master looked the Doctor in the eyes, a different look than he’d seen in centuries. It was nice to see it again after so long. “I was going to tell Alex bedtime stories. Have any fond memories about Gallifrey.”

The Master scoffed. The Doctor expected it, the planet had screwed them both over but specifically him in the brutality of the Time Lords. In their ever present belief they were the highest powers in the universe. “You’re really gonna ask me that?”

The Doctor was preparing whatever story came first into his mind. Something kind, Alex was still at the very black and white thinking stage. Zagreus is strictly off limits as it was disturbingly dark. Plus he was still a bit traumatized from the time he’d manifested into his head just a few regenerations ago.

“There will come a soldier who carries a mighty sword,” the Master has taken matters into his own hands.

It was an old folk song. Probably a prophecy he noted. Possibly about him, that was nothing new, clearly he had a large effect on Gallifreyan past, present, and future. Which as one of the only positive renegades in the universe that made sense.

Alex nuzzled in closer to his father’s hand as he stroked his hair to put him to sleep. “There will come a poet whose weapon is his word.”

That did sound like him didn’t it. The powerful Time Lord Victorious who could turn armies away with a single word. Not that he hadn’t been powerful in the War but honestly those myths were nothing more than that, just myths. “Night night Doctor ‘n daddy.”

Then he passed out.

The Doctor continued humming the old song. They sang it at the festival of Fate. A year end celebration honoring the old gods. He trailed off as the song ended, no need to keep it in his head for the next decade. He’d been there and it was not enjoyable.

They sat together in a comfortable silence for a while just watching Alex sleep. Eventually though, the Doctor’s curiosity got the better of him, “Why’d you come in here in the first place?”

He didn’t answer for a moment, just staring at his son. “Somethings coming Thete. Something bad and I can feel it. I just—want to get in any of the time that I can.”

The Doctor put his hand over his, “I’m here to help. No matter what it is, Koschei. I’m here for both of you, no matter what. And don’t you dare try and push me out of whatever this is. Got it?”

“Okay whatever loser.”

#doctor who #doctor who fanfic #doctor who oc #alex #the doctor #the master

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toofunpost · 4 years

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Lightweights 4

Episode 4

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Phil: [00:00:04] Welcome to lightweights. I'm here with Rosemary again,

Rosemary: [00:00:09] as usual.

Phil: [00:00:10] I know. Are you going to say hi?

Rosemary: [00:00:11] Hi everybody.

Phil: [00:00:12] So, uh, I wanted to get in with one correction from the last show real quick. And that was that we were talking about president Trump, disparaging, the military, and I referred to him visiting the cemetery in France.

And it was actually world war one, veterans. Uh, the soldiers lost more war one, they were going to go visit not a world war II, which I think was what I was talking about. So other than that, you got anything right off the get, go. You want to throw out Rone?

Rosemary: [00:00:40] Well, I saw something funny on Twitter, uh, yesterday that's Peter Struck is in the news again. And, um, you know, he was the FBI guy who was saying disparaging stuff about Trump.

Oh, the texting with Lisa Page, who's kind of decided to. Crawl out of the shadows too,

[00:01:00] oh thats nice,

Phil: [00:01:00] yeah, it's been great.

Rosemary: [00:01:02] So anyways, uh, there there's tape of Lindsey Graham reading these texts during the hearing on Capitol Hill.

And so it's his voice saying Donald Trump is a fucking idiot. And, uh, somebody chimed in that, they're going to use that for a

Phil: [00:01:18] is South Carolina and draw,

Rosemary: [00:01:20] which I thought was amusing. I don't know if I'd want to hear that every time my phone rang, but you know, everybody's different strokes for different folks.

Yeah.

Phil: [00:01:29] So, um, I don't know. I don't really have a hot take other than it would be nice for California to get a little attention, uh, about the,

Rosemary: [00:01:39] yeah, but we don't deserve it

Phil: [00:01:41] though. You don't deserve it also it's nine 11 today. So I just wanna, I just want to Mark that. You know that we honor that

Rosemary: [00:01:49] on are that, and our kids are at the age where we're just beginning to talk about that with them.

And it's a hard thing to talk about, you know, I mean, but they need to know what it is and, but [00:02:00] we don't want to scare them either. So it's a delicate, delicate,

Phil: [00:02:04] so we get a lot of books out now.

Rosemary: [00:02:06] We do we have Michael Cohen juicy his interview on Rachel Maddow was great. The whole hour went. I mean, I,

Phil: [00:02:17] I'm not a big Michael Cohen, you know, uh, come back to her fan rehab to her fan, but tell me about it.

So she's going to pull the information out of it.

Rosemary: [00:02:27] Oh yeah, yeah. Yeah. Well, she reads every word of the book first, obviously before she interviews him about it. And you know, he. Oh, gosh, there's so many. I mean, I

Phil: [00:02:37] want to give her a little credit for that while we're thinking about it, that she does. Like, if she does an author, she reads the book.

Not everybody reads the book, so she really wants to dig in. So I want to give her credit for that. So tell me about

Rosemary: [00:02:52] it. Yeah. Well,

Phil: [00:02:53] how did it begin? Was it first of all? Was he a he's out of jail now? Right? I

Rosemary: [00:02:59] think [00:03:00] so. Yeah. He looks like he's in his apartment and he feels like, you know, I don't really care if Donald Trump attacked me after this because I've already lost everything.

I can go no lower than I already am. I lost my law license. I've, you know, been separated from my family, you know? So he's just trying to totally come clean about everything thing. At least that's what it looks like. So, um, give me a minute to think of something. Cause I wasn't ready on that. Michael Cohen.

He might have to edit

Phil: [00:03:25] this. We've got other books out the millennia and me, which was, is a,

Rosemary: [00:03:32] I can talk about Mary Trump's book cause I'm reading.

Phil: [00:03:35] And then we've got Mary's Trump, Mary Trump's book, and then the biggie. Is a Woodward's book, which isn't, it's not out until September 15th. You said you decided to target.

I think it's presales.

Rosemary: [00:03:45] It must be full. Put it out when they shouldn't have,

Phil: [00:03:48] yeah. They're preselling also the one other thing I want to talk about too. A little bit is you watched a really good documentary on social

Rosemary: [00:03:54] media, on Netflix, on this leg. Sadly, they're boycotting Netflix right now, which is [00:04:00] unfortunate because people really need to watch this

Phil: [00:04:02] documentary.

Cutting Netflix.

Rosemary: [00:04:04] Oh, God, that's a whole nother thing. Netflix is being boycotted because of this movie they're showing French. Yeah. It's it's French and it's made by some French guy whose name? I just glanced out. I don't remember it, but it's called cuties and it's about the. It's really not a joking thing.

Phil: [00:04:22] Oh, really? It's not, it's

Rosemary: [00:04:23] not a joke. Same thing. It's about these, like, I don't know, 11, 12 year old dance team, girls dance team, and they're doing all these, like sexual moves. They're grabbing their genitals and they're dancing, like flipping like Jennifer. Uh, J-Lo on crack. Oh, wow. Okay. It's people are like, that is pedophilia.

That is encouraging, you know?

Phil: [00:04:47] Oh, they're making kiddie porn or something.

Rosemary: [00:04:48] Yeah. What people are saying about it. And people are like, I don't need to watch the movie. The trailer was bad enough. And I mean, I'm not defending that shit, but I'm wondering if it's being taken out of context. Like, I don't [00:05:00] know enough about the movie, but anyways, so people are canceling their Netflix.

Prescript just subscriptions in like droves, because they're upset about it. They are free to do that. So anyways,

Phil: [00:05:13] it's

Rosemary: [00:05:13] unfortunate that they have to show, have this movie in their library at the same time that we really need people to watch this. The social dilemmas is what it's called.

Phil: [00:05:23] I also want to say that the American, uh, going back to.

Something trembling and we'll, we're getting a little off topic, but that's kind of what podcasting is, is the whole Jon Benet, Ramsey child pageant thing.

Rosemary: [00:05:37] People talked about that. They're like, why are you so outraged about this movie? I don't hear you saying anything about that. You know, what was the, what was the baby show like?

Yeah. What about, I mean, I don't know.

Phil: [00:05:49] Well, they dress them up with makeup and prancing

Rosemary: [00:05:50] around them, but they're not grabbing their crotches. Like these chicks are, I mean, girls. Children children. I mean, Oh my, [00:06:00] you know, terrible. So that's a big thing that's going on right now.

Phil: [00:06:05] Are we going to boycott Netflix?

Are we just going to not watch?

Rosemary: [00:06:07] Well, I don't know. I haven't really decided it is hard mainly because if you're listening out there and you're in the audience, we canceled our cable ages ago. We are full Roku now, so we don't have a lot of options here. So, I mean, we don't have yet,

that

Phil: [00:06:28] was kind of a Netflix based cord cutting move.

Rosemary: [00:06:32] Well, it was so Netflix don't let us down, come on. They still had, can redeem themselves by getting that movie out of there, which they might, you know,

Phil: [00:06:42] just, that would be kind of a good marketing campaign at this point and say, you know what, we're pulling the movie. Uh, and then all the controversy can, you know, come on

Rosemary: [00:06:51] back down.

Phil: [00:06:51] We listened. We listened to her.

Rosemary: [00:06:53] Yeah. Maybe who knows? So anyway, I also, I'm dying to talk about Mary Trump's book. I

Phil: [00:06:59] know. So [00:07:00] right now, part of this was, is to buy you time to come up to Madeline cone. Okay. You said you needed

Rosemary: [00:07:09] time. Wow. Michael Cohen is he, he thinks that Donald Trump will start a war to get reelected.

He thinks actually he, he did say that he thinks don't. If Donald Trump does not win the election. That he will resign and try to get a pardon from Mike Pence. And they talked about these preemptive pardons, which I didn't know. That was a thing. I thought someone had to bring charges against you before you could.

Phil: [00:07:35] I think it's like the presidential NDA. It's not really a thing, but they're trying it.

Rosemary: [00:07:40] Oh yeah. Yeah. Cause they do that with

Phil: [00:07:42] everything, but he's selling them on the idea. Oh, you could do this. I mean, they'll believe anything they want to believe.

Rosemary: [00:07:46] Right. That's true. So. You know, um, he also talked about, uh, writing checks to stormy Daniels and I was thrown under the bus and [00:08:00] I'm not the one that had the affair, you know, Cohen.

Right? Yeah. And he borrowed that that was his own money, by the way, that 130,

Phil: [00:08:09] well, that was a wink and a nod that he was going to get, put it this way again. I appreciate the fact that he's telling us. Information we need to know about, but I don't feel too much guilt or remorse for Michael Gillingham having to.

Pony up the money for that, knowing that he was going to get the money back. I mean, it's a safe bet. He wasn't going to pay for it. If he didn't know he was going to get the money back. Right.

Rosemary: [00:08:32] Right. Well, and he also, yeah.

Phil: [00:08:34] What does chivalry Zack, let me pay for your Ferdon. Just get me, hit me back next week,

Rosemary: [00:08:40] lined him Alanya straight out and had he felt bad about that and telling her that nothing was going on and all of that,

Phil: [00:08:47] I believe the lying to millennia part.

I don't believe the field bad part. Michael Cohen. Again, we need to hear from him, but he feels bad because he

Rosemary: [00:08:55] got caught. All right. Can we get off the topic of that now?

Phil: [00:08:59] Yeah.

[00:09:00] Rosemary: [00:08:59] Good. So. Well, you want to talk about Woodward's book.

Phil: [00:09:04] Want to talk about Mary Kay?

Rosemary: [00:09:05] I do. I mean, I'm only about halfway through the book, but it's fascinating to me.

She talks about, um, their whole family history. She goes all the way back to her great grandfather, but she wants to talk about her grandfather, Fred Trump. And

Phil: [00:09:21] so how, how, how is she related again?

Rosemary: [00:09:24] I'm going to tell you. Okay, good. So her grandfather is Fred Trump. And he and his wife, Mary had, I think, five kids.

It went Marianne, the oldest daughter who the judge, um, Freddie who was named after his father. He always went by Freddie. So that's how you differentiated the two. And he was the one who was basically chosen to be the heir apparent to the whole. Real estate thing. So he was supposed to follow in his father's footsteps, but, um, as much as he tried to measure up, his father never felt [00:10:00] like he did measure up and he was cruel to Freddy a lot.

And then it went, I think Elizabeth and then Donnie, and then Robert and Robert was the one who just recently passed away and had his funeral at the white house, which is like, Question Mark exclamation point. Okay.

Phil: [00:10:19] Whatever for not having my, uh, Memorial service or funeral at the white house.

Rosemary: [00:10:26] Yeah. You and most everybody

Phil: [00:10:29] since

Rosemary: [00:10:30] I have.

So anyway, yeah, there were these five kids and they were basically totally neglected by both of their parents. And they were expected to kind of, you know, be a certain way. And Donnie was this bratty kid. He was a bully. He was encouraged for being a bully. He was never punished for being a bully, take people's toys away, hide them, you know, Shit like that.

I mean, finally, I guess there's a family lore story where Freddy one day took a bowl of mashed potatoes and put it over Don's head because he just had had enough at the dinner [00:11:00] table and he didn't want to do any real damage. So the mashed potatoes were like the perfect thing to just put it over it. But anyways, um, you know, his father got into these real estate deals with government incentive money.

So they. You know, give you a grant or a loan for $5 million to build like 1230, six unit apartment complexes. So he'd build these complexes, pay the money back to know anything. And then he got rich collecting all this rent. So they went around calling themselves real estate developers, but they didn't really develop any real estate.

The last thing that he built was in 1964. And so he was really just a, the landlord.

Phil: [00:11:41] Okay.

Rosemary: [00:11:42] Yeah. Yeah, slumlord because he didn't, you know, he was always cutting corners, doing things cheaply. And, you know, I could go on and on about the bad, uh, treatment that Freddie got. He, he knew never really measured up.

He didn't do well. According to his phone, all he wanted to do was be a pilot. He got a job at [00:12:00] TWA. He was, you know, pilot. It was very glamorous back then, you know, it was a glamour thing. Pilots were like, period. Yeah. So anyway, he only lasted about four months, sadly, because was, uh, his drinking.

Phil: [00:12:16] He got fired.

He was

Rosemary: [00:12:18] in mortal pain all the time. Cause his dad was fucking

Phil: [00:12:23] so he's self-medicating.

Rosemary: [00:12:24] Yeah. And, uh, you know, he loved flying his little personal plane. He'd put a bunch of friends on it and fly, you know, up the coast or down the coast. And they, that was his true calling in life. And that's what he loved to do.

And his father was disappointed. I thought it was trashy and just beneath him. Well, he called him a glorified bus driver. And I mean, when, when pilots walked through the terminal back, then people like ran after him for autographs,

Phil: [00:12:54] even still he's doing what he loves. So who gives a shit?

Rosemary: [00:12:59] Well, he was [00:13:00] supposed to be so anyways, that

Phil: [00:13:01] is, he didn't want to be some Robert and he wanted to fly planes.

When his head hit the pillow at night, he thought he dreamed of flying.

Rosemary: [00:13:06] He did, that's all he wanted to do. That's all they wanted to do. And deep sea fishing was his other thing. So anyway, he, uh, lost that job. You know, a lot of stuff happened, but he ended up taking his wife and two children. One of which was married Trump, the author of the book.

And they lived in this apartment that was one of Fred Trump's apartments and it was not taken care of. And they practically froze to death and, you know, just, he was treated like crap. So then Donnie graduates from, uh, Penn state and. Which I

Phil: [00:13:43] think his sister, the judge got him in, right. Taking his test for him.

Rosemary: [00:13:47] Yeah. They pulled some strings

Phil: [00:13:49] or something

Rosemary: [00:13:49] anyway. Yeah. So anyways, yeah, he graduates and he immediately, uh, goes to work for dad and he is immediately given [00:14:00] all this responsibility and made president of the fucking company. Nevermind that Franny hadn't been working his ass off, you know, doing menial, managerial, like custodial shit.

To try to get his father's love. I mean, everyone in that family wanted their father's approval so desperately and never got it. And it wasn't even possible to get it.

Phil: [00:14:22] Well, I'm sure you tease them with it, you know, to get

Rosemary: [00:14:25] so, but, so anyways, I'm not quite to the point where she starts really psychoanalyzing Donald, but you know, it's just indicative of the reward for bullying the reward, you know, getting shit without ever having to do anything.

All of that. You know, he had this huge salary and he was put in charge of managing buildings that he didn't have to manage. Cause other people manage them for them. And anyway, it's a fascinating book, but I mean, I think it's kind of an acquired taste because it's not really something that everybody's gonna be entertained.

Phil: [00:14:56] Yeah. The subject you said wasn't maybe not for everybody, but you said [00:15:00] she's actually a really good writer though.

Rosemary: [00:15:02] Oh, yeah. I love her writing. She's a brilliant

Phil: [00:15:04] woman. She's got a PhD. Yeah.

Rosemary: [00:15:06] She's, she's counseled people with psychological trauma and she's taught graduate school.

Phil: [00:15:12] Mary Trump.

Rosemary: [00:15:12] Yeah. Brilliant woman.

So she got lucky in the jeans department. I think

Phil: [00:15:18] that's come from her mom said,

Rosemary: [00:15:20] right. Well, yeah. So anyway there, you know, it's, it's a fascinating read. It's a page Turner. I'm, I'm really enjoying it, but thank you, Mary Trump, if you're out there, it's your insight is very valuable. So

Phil: [00:15:34] what are we doing with Cova these days?

I mean, we got to check in on COVID right.

Rosemary: [00:15:40] Uh, yeah, I mean, it's just more of the apocalyptic hellish landscape that we're sitting in. We're here in Northern California and it is so smokey outside. You don't even want to go outside. There is a haze between. Our front door and the house across the street, like it's palpable.

You can see it. And I grew up in Los Angeles [00:16:00] in the seventies and eighties. It's okay. Like I know what smugglers you

Phil: [00:16:03] had to swim through the smile again.

Rosemary: [00:16:04] Yeah. This is bad. This is really bad. We need to stay in and

Phil: [00:16:10] nobody mean COVID so. That's one of the big Woodward revelations is that Trump told Bob Woodward in February that the virus was dangerous and that it was airborne.

And then in early March, he told him that it, it doesn't just affect. Yeah. The kids are, can get it too, which is obviously completely a one 80 from everything he said to the public the whole time. But I guess you don't have to worry about that when. He's in a protective bubble of everybody's tested, you know, they don't let anybody near him and he doesn't go anywhere.

That's not safe. So for him, everything's normal, you know, who cares about mass

Rosemary: [00:16:52] or anything else? The Lincoln project ad. It's awesome. They show him, well, they show the, uh, I mean show you [00:17:00] listened to the tape of him talking to Bob Woodward about how deadly, deadly, deadly the virus. And then they splice it together with him giving a speech two days later about how it's a hoax and it's nothing.

And they keep doing this going back and forth doing this. And it's like, you know, I mean, I feel like every person in America or 90% have heard him. On that tape with Bob Woodward, unless you're delivering that, we're getting there.

Phil: [00:17:25] A lot of people, it's not like the old days where everybody watches the evening news

Rosemary: [00:17:28] though.

No, but my point is that you have to be an Olympic mental gymnast to

Phil: [00:17:37] like, make it okay.

Rosemary: [00:17:39] To make it okay. You do make it okay. And they will make it. Okay. But you know what? These are people who made excuses from Alondra, Trump, plagiarizing speech, you know, it's not. Nothing's changed.

Phil: [00:17:52] I think the easy way to get out of it in your head is just to say ads, it's fake, it's BS, you know, just deny it.

Rosemary: [00:17:59] Yeah. [00:18:00] That's the easy way. That's the easy

Phil: [00:18:01] way. But, and then the other, there's some other Woodward revelations, obviously the, the, um, I mean you can draw a straight line between Trump knowing in February and telling this to a reporter that it's airborne and it's dangerous. And it affects kids too, if we would have all known that or the public, not just you and I, but then obviously the whole public, there would be tens of thousands of people that might be alive now.

I mean, that's a, that's a reasonable statement, right?

Rosemary: [00:18:33] Oh yeah, for sure.

Phil: [00:18:36] If we were telling people in March to wear mask masks, clearly, clearly at this point, save lives. It contains the spread and they've, half-assed testing the whole time on this thing. Uh, there's still half fasting testing, but yeah, I mean,

Rosemary: [00:18:54] but you know what I read a person on Twitter was defending the president about this and they said that, uh, [00:19:00] you know, it's really all the fault of the, the democratic governors because of testing and, you know, something vague like that.

And it's like, Really it's kind of the same bait and switch that they're using their campaign thing, you know, is that Joe Biden's America is going to look like what we've got right now. You know what I mean, America, they're making, you know yeah. Same bait and switch steps. So,

Phil: [00:19:26] and it's so weird, those arguments because like the it's the government, or I'm sorry, it's the governor's problem because today's nine 11 apply the, the, uh, Oh, my gosh.

I saw a clip a w two. Oh, really? But apply that logic to nine 11 and that is planes hit New York, Washington, DC. It's not like the federal government said, well, California, don't worry about it. Deal with it yourself. Deal with your own security. Yeah. You know, this is new York's problem, New York, you you're, you've got to [00:20:00] deal with all of that yourself.

We're not going to, we're not going to help your response. You know, if you need advice, we'll give you advice. But this federal or this state's, state's handling your own business stuff. Now, the thing I saw, uh, on w the video clip was, you know, he came out and. Through the first pitch of the Yankees game, which was the first activity after pro sports activity after nine 11.

And he drilled it, man. I mean, he threw it right down the pipe. It was easily a strike, not to mention it was a good throw. And, um, you know, I don't give Debbie a lot of credit for a lot of things, but I'll tell you what, I'm glad, I'm glad he nailed it.

I'm Phil. Thank you for listening. And who are you

Rosemary: [00:20:48] again? Rosemary. Thank you very much.

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Okay, I know this may come off weird. I do not play DnD or anything like it, but I saw some of your characters and I fell in love with them. If you do not mind answering me, I enjoy writing, and I am curious as to how you design your characters.

Not at all, besides D&D I also write in my spare time as well and make comics. I find they all have slightly different processes at least for me.

Since digital art is my main medium of expression, I tend to first draw characters before anything. Characters like Mikeitaa my druid tiefling I went into a blank page and just drew out and pieced it together along the way.

Others are inspired by things that make me excited; the most blatant is my aasimar barbarian, Ashar, who I drew after the KDA music video was dropped.

Its usually less blatant than that though, such as a general aesthetic, a colour palette, a design concept, sometimes its as little as a line I drew that just catches my attention. The important part is that inspiration.

I find this process is quite successful for me when creating PCs that I like enough to play. I usually develope their personality and character along the way while drawing, filling in the blanks here and there once I'm done to flesh them out. A good example of this I think is Reqei

His inspiration was his style of horns, specifically the thought of "what if their "eyebrows" were just hair tufts sticking out from the bottom of their horns?" I ended up drawing a tilted and kind of sad face and as the rest came out I developed the idea of this emotionally numb slave soldier. Talking to my DM about his setting placed him as a slave of the dwarves, his nicer attire and weapon due to being sold as a personal guard after not dying, and informed many other aspects of his psychology and personality. I filled in smaller things with the details that caught my attention and some creative thinking: he wouldn't use a gun and the starting gear doesn't allow for it but his master would certainly have his life threatened with one, so its a broken gun that serves as a memory. His claws don't quite match his colour palette though it compliments his gear's metal buttons and halberd.

Reqei is already someone who goes into instinctual survival mode and would use anything as a weapon, what if he saved his master clawing someone's face off with a cheap metal prosthetic claw and he had all of them replaced for his sake so Reqei had more weapons? Of course dueing this all the characters related to Reqei are also being fleshed out, such as his master and his master's wife.

I think the most important thing is that these things are not irrelevant. They inform/shape not only his character but the characters involved with him. I always ask "what does this tell me about the character?" Especially durring this process of fleshing out the little things. With this even simple characters become interesting and without it big characters might wring hollow, I've had both happen to me.

Its important that you are personaly interested in the character regardless of the medium, even if its just and npc or side character, something like "I would really like to see more of that character and see their story unfold." Thats how I usually make NPCs for my players, and its easy to control if you know what appeals to certain people and you can make it obvious that certain characters clearly have more going on to draw the eye even while making everyone interesting looking.

Some of that can translate to written and other mediums but I think for more structured storytelling like comics and especially writing you have to take a different approach. I find for comics its important for me to draw characters first still because the characters i come up with in my head I might not be able to draw to my satisfaction, but for writing you can go hogwild with your imagination as long as you can describe it, the character isn't as limited by your personal skill as in visual mediums.

The most important difference between them and D&D though is that you already know the story you're putting them in, they're often developed alongside the story as a part of it, not inserted into it. Because of that you have to think a little more utilitarian. "Does this serve a purpose to the narrative/themes/aesop?" In D&D its part of the DM's job to build a narritive AROUND the PCs and its developing live. In a written story this is usually a bad idea because it ends up with plot holes and such so its important characters be fitted into the story and not just created separately and inserted.

For zombiegirl we wanted to make a gag 4koma so we created characters that could clash and create comedic moments, made their personalities a little ridiculous and over the top, and most importantly created characters who while quirky in their own right, could play straightmen to the comedy. The genre really shaped the characters we made and many of the side characters were made to fill comedic niches that fit the aesthetic and themes.

They're also all visually distinct, with visual media people usually go by the rule of "every character has an identifiable sillouette". In writing I find a decent equivelant to be speech patterns and unique identifiable features that can be refered to quickly. This character has red hair, this character is the shortest, this one has no eyebrows; Something that could easily be used as an identifying nickname in a situation where their name isn't known.

In general I tend to write very eccentric and somewhat extreme characters. The most important thing to me is their point of interest. Something makes me want to play/draw/write more about them, something to explore. I tend to end up with "main character NPCs" because of this, where they're too interesting for their role in the story and never get explored to a satisfactory extent. In D&D thats okay because you never really know who your players will want to talk to and have a story with, but in structured writing it can just leave you unsatisfied if their interestingness isnt properly scaled.

I guess the most important thing is it feels natural. While people say "don't judge a book by its cover" people do express themselves consciously or not. Their appearance should serve a purpose. Whether you should create the appearance first or the personality first depends on what they're being made for. I always remind myself that in the end, characters are tools of their story and vice versa and to varying amounts create them with that in mind.

My last note is that I draw from things that interest me. I like plants and flower language and bugs and animals, nature in general. Sometimes I make characters with similar interests but more often I use that knowledge to create characters; characters themed after animals, motifs, drawing from animal behaviours and exploring them in a more self aware humanoid. I end up with a lot of wild child types and alien psychology because of this.

My most recent example of this is the harvester god who holds fatherhood as the most important relationship and opposes the eat or be eaten matriarchal drow spider goddess, inspired by how male harvestmen protect their eggs from egg eating females. I have to remind myself sometimes that when it comes to inspiration its more important that you like the resulting concept than accuracy to the inspiration unless accuracy is the point.

Some people get caught up trying to make one to one allegories but if you're writing fantasy then I think those are pointless. I like fantasy's ability to explore situations and characters that can't exist in real life, beyond just magical abilities and such. I end up creating very alien characters because of that. I tend to frame characters more biologically than philosophically which informs how they themselves think, which is often very animalistic.

I dont know if any of that satisfies your curiosity I think I got off track a lot, sorry. I hope I answered your question somewhere in there.

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Betrayal Leads to Secrets - Part 5

Original request from anon: like can i ask u to pls write some avengers x reader where she is part of the team but one day government come for her with overwhelming evidences that she is a traitor or a killer? the avengers are shocked, even more so when reader just get along, let herself handcuffed ready to be put in jail. she asked for the avengers to leave it alone. of course none of them listen n tried to prove her innocent. whats going on? thats up to you. pls do this if ur in a mood to write.

Note: I’m soooo sorry it’s been ages since I updated my blog with a new chapter. I had a rather hectic time but now things are settling again I promise I will keep this as up to date as I can! Love you all! <3

Avengers x Reader, Bucky x Reader

Words: 1,803

Warnings: Language, interrogation, mentions of torture, violence and angst…these are for the whole story rather then each chapter.

Disclaimer: GIF used does not belong to me so all credit goes to the owner <3

Masterlist

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four

PREVIOUSLY

“He’d told me to find you Steve….” Forgetting everyone else that was stood in the room you looked directly at the blonde. “….so I did.” “But if you loved him [y/n] why didn’t you tell him when he ended up in the tower with us all?” Steve was usually so good at hiding his emotions but as you looked at him from your chair you could see that his perfect blue eyes were filling with tears that he longed to cry out. If you could make him feel better you would, you hated the fact that Bucky’s best friend was just as heartbroken over this as you were, but this situation as a whole was beyond crappy…..a lot of people were going to be hurting from this. “The last 'wipe’ he got was nothing like what they had done to him before. They erased EVERYTHING from him. Look how long it took him to remember you once you found him again and you were a huge part of his life, there was no way he was going to remember a thing about me. So I just left it….it was for the best.” “I beg to differ.” For the first time since Steve brought you here every single pair of eyes moved away from you and towards the door of the derelict building where Bucky was now stood. You could see nothing but his silhouette as the light from outside blazed behind him but with the pang that hit you in the heart you just knew he wasn’t in a good state of mind at all.

* * * * * * * * * *

“Buck…..”

Almost like it was out of pure instinct your body had moved itself out of the chair you had been sat in and your legs worked at closing the gap between you an the brunette before you could even stop yourself. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Steve stepping forward slightly as though to stop you but stops himself from doing so at the last moment.

Despite all the questions that still needed to be answered, the uncertainty that now hung over the group, he knew all too well that this particular moment needed to be between the two of you and no one else.

A sad smile was beginning to form on your face as you grew closer to him but when you noticed his whole body stiffen it quickly faded and you stopped dead in your tracks. Back at the Hydra compound you had seen him at his worst, witnessed him on the brink of losing himself completely, and yet as your eyes gazed upon his broken form now it tore your heart apart…..his current state wasn’t because of the evil your Uncle had done to him, the torture he’d endured at the hands of the agents that had worked for him, it was because of you. You had caused far more damage to his heart than Hydra had ever done to his mind. “What exactly made you think that I would be better off not knowing?” He was looking right at you, his crystal blue hues staring intensely into your [e/c] ones, but his voice was as emotionless as it had been all those times his Winter Soldier side had been activated and it made your stomach scrunch up into an uncomfortable knot. It had only been a few seconds since he’d made his appearance, but something told you he’d heard everything that had been said between you and the rest of the team. “I...” It had been so easy speaking to the others, telling them the truth, and yet now you were face to face with the very person you had been talking about any and all confidence you’d had disappeared completely. Your heart was beating so hard it felt like you were going to pass out any moment, Bucky noticed but didn’t move a muscle to get any closer to you. “Steve grab her a chair.” Without uttering a single word Steve silently picked up the chair you had been sat on before Bucky had appeared and ever so gently sat you onto it to prevent you from falling. His eyes were full of concern as he wrapped both of his hands around yours. Steve being Steve you knew he just wanted all of this to be over, for everyone to be alright, but you both knew it wasn’t going to be as simple as that. You gave him the biggest smile you could manage despite your emotional state, it barely reached your cheeks, and calmed yourself before speaking to him. “You guys need to go okay? You’ve got shield to deal with...they will be looking for me, for you...” His lips twitched as he prepared to protest. “Me and Bucky will be fine.” He nodded in response but even without looking at the others you knew they weren’t happy with leaving the two of you alone, the air around you became so dense it felt like it was going to crush you, the worst reaction came from Nat as she passed you...her protectiveness over Bucky going into overdrive...she still wasn’t entirely sure you were telling the truth, no matter what Wanda had stated, but she needed to keep quiet for now and so she simply glared in your direction before leaving. Steve was the last to leave, his eyes lingering on the two of you for a few anxious moments, and when the door to the room shut you let out a breath you never even realised you had been holding. “Buc-” “Don’t [y/n]. Just answer the question.” Even though you knew deep down that you deserved the cold tone it still hit you like a sledgehammer to the stomach to hear it.

“I never intended to be here this long. I tracked down Steve, just like you said, and I did what was needed to be done to make sure he got to you but then….”

The voice at the other end of the phone was the most excited you had ever heard it and although it warmed your heart to finally hear some true happiness in it you knew this now meant that it was time for you to leave the team. You had done what you came here to do, and James was finally safe…the last thing he needed was anyone connected to Hydra to be in his life again.

“Me and Sam will be back at the tower tomorrow. I can’t wait for you to meet him.”

Steve sounded as happy as a child in a candy store, you didn’t even need to see his smile to know that it was there stretching from ear to ear on his face, and yet you were about to wipe it clean off.

“Steve he doesn’t need to meet me. He needs to recover. He nee-“

“He needs to meet the person that made this whole thing possible. You have been there for me since the first day you arrived [y/n]….he’s going to need someone like you just as much as he’s going to need me.” There was a short silence, as though he was waiting for a reply from you, but before you had even been able to process one in your mind he spoke again. “I want you there when we get back.”

God damnit. Why the hell did he have to say that last bit? You’d had everything planned until those words came out of his mouth. Even before your reply came you knew you were going to regret saying it. Everything was going to go wrong from this moment on.

“I’ll be there. I promise.”

There was no notable change in Bucky’s hardened expression as you spoke, his eyes boring into yours to make sure you weren’t lying to his face, and after what felt like an eternity of silence he finally spoke.

“Why didn’t you just leave? You had the opportunity to….you could have avoided all of this from coming out.”

“I wanted to be there for Steve.”

“That’s bullshit.” Only now did he actually close the gap between the two of you, both his hands reaching out and resting on the chair at either side of you, boxing you in and preventing any escape should you try to leave, and the pain in his eyes was now more evident than it had been since he had walked into the room. The reddened state of them confirmed to you how much he was fighting back the tears inside of him and the crystal blue colour that so often shone from them had dulled down to a murkier colour. “There’s always been some kind of connection between us, why? What are you still hiding from me?!”

“What does it even matter now?” There was only so much fight one person could have in them and had he not come as close to you as he did then your own may have lasted longer but the look in his eyes had broken you too much. “You hate me. Nothing I say now is going to change that. That look in your eyes says it all.”

Once upon a time that look had only ever been reserved for your Uncle and his men, now you seemed to have found your way to the very same level they were on…..the gutter. You had tried to rise above them, do what was right, but in the end you were always going to be ‘Hydra’, nothing more, your life had been tainted from the very moment you’d been born and there was no turning back from that.

You should never have tried running away from what was in your blood…..

That was when the realisation hit you like a punch to the stomach; it was never going to matter what you did to try and atone for your uncle, for the horrible things you had a connection to, you could have saved the entire planet from some alien invasion but everyone was always going to have that judgemental look in their eyes – they would always have suspicion towards you. It was never going to matter that you loved him with all your heart.

A dark look clouded your eyes as you looked right at him without a shred of emotion on your face. You were finally accepting the person everyone now saw you as……you were Hydra, and no one in the Avengers cared anything about you, they never had. There was only one family you would ever truly be a part of.

“Hail Hydra Soldier……”

Your heart had already shattered into a waterfall of shards and once those words escaped your lips so coldly you witnessed the very moment the same thing happened to Bucky.

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