#oh we are gonna fit so much trauma in this team

[shortsighted-owl]

Hostage trauma, water trauma, here’s a trauma, there’s a trauma…

#oh we are gonna fit so much trauma in this team #911 on abc #911 trailer #911 abc #911 #911 s7 #bathena #118 firefam #bobby nash #athena grant #eddie diaz #chimney han #hen wilson #evan buckley #owl hoots

[infoglitch]

My very bad takes on rwby ships (the well known ones atleast. And yes most are jaune)

(i do not represent anyone except myself so do not judge others based on me because if you do. That's YOUR problem. Not the peoples you think I represent)

Hoi! I think its time I get crucified. Kidding obviously. This community isn't completely toxic, that much is obvious. Now let's get the obvious ones out the way

Bmblb.

Ok... time for the one I don't wanna touch because I don't have nice things to say.

Ok first. I don't mind this ship. Wanna get that out of the way because unlike most would assume. I don't hate or love this ship.

BUT. I got problems with how it was made fucking cannon. First off, fuck you rt and your "from the beeginning". I don't fuckin care how much you try to cover your incompetent asses. If the pants don't fuckin fit. Don't fuckin wear them!

Second. There was no real build up (you can argue there was. But it wasn't good. Anyone could have done a better job than rt). The only real thing that could "prove" this was planned was that yang "flirted" with Blake. Now you might be saying-

"oh but she explained her trauma to Blake that clearly means shes interested in her" in which. NO. Yes this moment is VERY good basis to build off these twos dynamic. And if rt kept building onto this by having yang slowly break down Blake's wall before eventually getting her to open up, I would be applauding rt for it, hell I would be a fan of it probably because for these two, it fuckin works! Blake clearly is alot more reserved and is rather prickly meanwhile yang is the rambunctious, ass-whooping, badass, and overall awesome ball of joy (sounds weird saying especially since yang is my favorite character). yet rt dropped the fuckin ball the moment sun showed up. Now I love sun and i enjoy black sun. But for the love of GOD if this shit is from the beginning than this clearly proves it was fucking not!

After volume three who did blake spend most of the time with in menagerie and rt was clearly trying to push? Not bmblb! BLACK-FUCKING-SUN. Let's give a round of applause to RT for making the dumbest decision of saying bmblb was planned from the start because bitch it was not.

And what did we get for yang. Oh only her trauma from one losing an arm and the fact she has PTSD from it. Oh yeah let's not forget the fact yang had ABANDONMENT ISSUES. Yet the moment her and Blake meet back up suddenly it doesn't fuckin matter because Weiss managed to somehow fix it by telling yang that Blake had suffered as well (i know that's not exactly what happened but point is I fuckin HATE the scene where Blake rejoins the team and yang is just "OK! I totally still don't have problems with the fact you left me and the team at both my and our teams lowest moment." Personally fuck you rt)

.....where was I again? Oh yeah rwby ships. So before I fuckin lose it at rt's incompetence at story telling, developing a romance and character building- let's move on to..... whiterose.... SON OF A BIT-

Whiterose

Look does the fact I don't care for BB and the fact I hate white rose with such a burning passion make me look like a misogynistic homophobic asshole a bad thing? Yes. But I just can't enjoy this damn ship because I just find it so FUCKING BORING!

I get it, it's "opposites attract". But I just don't care because this is so boring and basic that I can't even be glad a gay ship is actually popular instead of the same boring straight pairings.

I don't care if ruby could help Weiss be less of a bitch. Because that troop has been done to fucking DEATH.

There's not even the fact that it be a middle finger to Weisses dad because guess what he's already got his comupance and is also you know, FUCKIN DEAD. There's no satisfaction from any of this ship for me. Is it a bad ship? Fuck no we aren't even going to cover THAT!

But do I like this ship and hope it'll be cannon? No. And if it is? I won't care and I'm not even gonna celebrate it. You can take a fat piss on my grave before I say whiterose becoming cannon is the only option.

Now what ship is next- oh. Oh no. It's the ship everyone enjoys.

Arkos

Look I'm already gonna get fuckin crucified for my opinion of WR and BB. I don't feel like pissing off even MORE people!

... ok fine I'm saying my opinion.

I don't care for this ship. I don't care for pyrrha and I'm actively glad she is dead.

I won't even elaborate because this ship is dead and will gladly piss on its grave.

Rest in piss arkos. Overrated as fuck!

Next up is... rose garden. Finally a ship I dont mind supporting... but also... one thats gonna be hard to say

Rose garden

Look... their just fuckin cinnamon rolls and I love it!

"but you hated arkos yet both jaune and pyrrha were cinna-"

Uhp! No! None of your bullshit. But I will explain.

I don't care for arkos because I don't care for the fact pyrrha has no development. Not even a personality. She was always "the one girl that has feelings for jaune" which don't get me wrong, jaunes one of my favorite characters but I prefer the character he would be shipped with are actually characters and not... cardboard.

Now thankfully Oscar does not suffer the same fate. He's not infatuated with ruby, he is just a "kid" who just found a wizard stuck in his head and now he's off into a war he never knew about. He was timid (batshit terrified even) and yet when he sees the courage shown by the cast he slowly tries to be like them. with the moment between ruby and Oscar being a moment I fuckin love. Oscar is being honest and asking ruby why, why does she keep fighting? Keep marching into a unknown war that could very well kill her. And ruby simply answers by admitting she Is aware she might die, she even lost good people during the fall of beacon but she kept going because she wanted to be a huntress, she wanted to HELP people.

One of the many reasons I love rose garden is because these two fuckin dorks grow WITH each other instead of the simple "oh I'm the love interest of the main character I'm gonna be a cardboard cutout of the character I should be!".

I can't put it into proper words but I just love rose garden.

Whiteknight

Wait... are we actually talking about white knight and not another ship that I probably don't care about and get crucified because of them?

FUCK YEAH!

Gentlemen and ladies. I am proud to say I am whiteknight trash because damnit I love this ship.

I will say it now this ship is the shit that gives my Tumblr account LIFE. And like rose garden I can't even find words to describe how this ship makes me my brain go up with dopamine. This ship is just my favorite ship. Weiss and jaune have had so much buildup. Starting with jaune being a idiot and trying to flirt with a very much more cold Weiss (HA) To Weiss laughing at jaunes reaction to his voice after the high of depression that was V9! The little smile jaune had as he heard Weiss giggle. To the mother fuckin mature scene that has skyrocketed to memehood! I just love this ship because it is just everything I want out of a romance subplot!

Knightshade

Oh... oh we already at some.... unpopular ships.

Now this isn't exactly ship related as pyrrha was to arkos but I just don't like Blake, so you might be thinking "oh then you must hate knightshade". Well..

You.

Are.

WRONG!

I don't know why I like it I just like knightshade. It's cute, it's got enough crack to make it a crack ship, and the memes! The. Fuckin. MEMES.

God I love knightshade.

Knightfall

So... how do I say this?

I love this ship. Not joking I love this. I'd be peeved if this became cannon but as syndrome once said

"OH COME ON! YOU GOTTA ADMIT THIS IS COOL!" (Man was a salty man and died like a BITCH)

As to why?

The

Fuckin

ANGST!

I could write an entire fanfic of jaune and cinder fighting each other for days on end until jaune fucking loses but instead of killing him cinder just lets him live. To continue to fight as she gets some sick enjoyment from the attention.

That's all. (Also cinder please choke me with your thighs-)

[GLITCH HAS BEEN TEMPORARILY BANNED.]

Alright I'll behave. No thirsting, now onto.... Lancaster.... you know I can't tell if I want to be killed or be celebrated as a fuckin gift because this list is bizarre as fu-

Lancaster

.... where do I begin?

Ok I should probably state this now. I love this fuckin ship despite how... cliche it really is. I want these two dorks to be fuckin happy but I just can't say whole hearted this is my otp. It's just not for me, I'm sorry. But as you all know I have written.. some.. Lancaster fanfics (I am absolute jaune shipper trash, you can Bury me before I say any jaune ship is terrible except THAT! Even arkos ain't bad just overrated!)

But... yes I like this ship that why I'm writing fanfics in the first place I like alot of jaune ships (despite how much I hate THAT!) Because we'll most female characters that I pair with jaune have atleast some form of interaction. (Except silent knight. I just like that one because I like the "small murderous and tall gentle" dynamic. But we aren't covering silent knight.)

Now thats all I could say for Lancaster but there's one more sister that I wanna talk about but first.

For runner up on this list. Drum roll please.

🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

Thank you-

.....

Huh I guess that drummer wasn't as dumb-

🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

Ok fuck you, your fired!

Now for runner up on this list (mainly because I like it but I don't have much to say-)

Martial arcs

(ha bet y'all rat bastards weren't expecting me to list a gay ship that I liked.)

Now all I have to say is.

🎶let them be fucking gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!~

OH YEAH!🎶

Now onto... my favorite one thats not white knight. The one, the only, the truest form of "what the fuck is glitch snorting"-

Dragon slayer

This is the one ship that has continued to be a ship I love dearly.

To me yang and jaune feel like they would be each other's wing(wo)man and would just be an ride to watch.

There wasn't even any evidence in why this ship could happen. But I still love it. Y'all can call it "just a write inserting themselves as jaune" but let me say this.

Dragon slayer is the Pinnacle of the most wholesome moments! Not even Lancaster can compare to the intimacy of this ship and yes! I AM TALKING OUT OF MY ASS BECAUSE I LOVE THIS STUPID SHIP AND AINT NO ONE TELLING ME I SHOULD BE ASHAMED!

....

Ok I think that's enough talking about Rwby ships for one Day because I've caused three things.

1) probably pissed off arkos, BB, and WR shipers.

2) weirded out quite literally everyone with my batshit insanity.

3) probably started a debate on what I mean when I say "THAT!"

Anyway have a great day/night/or what other time it is bitches, bros, and non-binary rat bastards

I'm off to get crucified because OH BOY did I probably poke the bear.

#rwby ships #rwby lancaster #rwby white knight #rwby arkos #rwby dragonslayer #rwby knightshade #rwby whiteknight #rwby whiterose #rwby bumbleby #rwby bmblb #rwby rosegarden #my opinions are terrible. #rwby knightfall #rwby #martial arcs

[herrmannhalsteadproduction]

Honesty. Horrible, Horrible Honesty. (Chapter Nine)

Summary: This is Part Eighteen of my series A Herrmann/Halstead Production. It is an AU where Christopher Herrmann's mom had an affair with Pat Halstead resulting in a baby. The series follows this OC character (Rebecca "Bex" Herrmann) as she grows up and gets to know her brothers and the various Chicago teams. It is very much an AU, just to underscore that. It doesn't follow the same timeline and characters will follow different paths.

Click here for the Series Rundown where you can find the links to read all of the previous installments (which I highly recommend you do so that this one makes sense.)

Rating: Teen and Up

Relationships: Christopher Herrmann & Original Female Character, Jay Halstead & Original Female Character, Will Halstead & Original Female Character, Jay Halstead & Will Halstead, pre-Greg 'Mouse' Gerwitz/Original Female Character, Will Halstead/Connor Rhodes, Assorted OC Couples

Warnings: Canon-typical violence, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Mild Injury, Swearing, Characters Working Through Trauma, Repairing Relationships, Fluff, I Swear There are Funny Bits Along with the Emotional Bits

A/N: I know I was going to finish off with one big chapter, but it was TOO big! Plus this one had a natural end so surprise! You get one more chapter after this. :D

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chris

Mouse’s place wasn’t giving Chris much in the way of further insights into the man. It was sparse, but tidy with a few homey touches here and there.

And a glowering man standing in the living room.

“Oh, uh…” Mouse scratched at the back of his neck and gestured at the man. “This is my friend, Ed. He’s been, uh, he’s been staying with me for a bit. He’s from my group.” The last part was said softly, but Jay gave an understanding nod.

It clicked for Chris then. He remembered Jay talking about finding an NA group for Mouse—one that was specifically for vets and it had sounded like it was a good fit. Part of the reason Mouse had been doing so well.

If this was the kind of support he was getting, that certainly made sense. Chris was glad the man had people outside of Jay and Bex. That was healthier for all of them.

Mouse pointed at the two of them next. “Ed, this is Jay and his brother, Chris.”

The glowering man turned to Chris and offered his hand, expression lightening up somewhat. “Nice to meet you,” he said, voice gruff. “Heard good things.”

From who?

Chris shot a glance at Mouse who had a light blush staining his cheeks. “Jay and Bex talk about you a lot,” he mumbled.

“Ah, thanks, Jay,” Chris said, shooting a shit-eating grin at him and successfully breaking a teensy bit of the tension in the room. “Nice to meet you too, Ed. Should we grab some plates for this stuff?”

Soon the four of them were settled around Mouse’s tiny kitchen table, digging into the feast Chris and Jay had picked up.

“You gonna tell me what that’s all about?” Mouse asked Jay around a mouthful of eggs, gesturing at his face.

Jay grimaced and shoved a few slices of bacon in his mouth. Chris sighed. It was probably better coming from him anyway.

“Ty showed up at Bex and Will’s place last night,” he said. “Looking for Emery.” Chris held up a hand, seeing how tense Mouse was already getting in his seat. “First of all, Emery is fine. Will is fine—”

Mouse gripped his fork tight. “Bex—”

“Is pretty much okay,” Chris said. “Ty grabbed her in the parking lot and threw her against her car, but Jay showed up before it could go much further than that. I expect she’s a bit sore today, but she got the all clear from the paramedics.”

“She’s okay?” Mouse asked quietly and Jay nodded.

“I stopped him,” he said.

“And he did this to you in return?” Mouse narrowed his eyes at Jay, cataloguing his injuries.

“I’m fine,” Jay rolled his eyes. “Few bruises. I’ve had worse. And I gave as good as I got, thank you very much.”

Because that was the point to be made out of all of this. Chris rolled his eyes right back and stole a piece of bacon off of Jay’s plate. Buffoonery toll.

“Where’s this Ty guy now?” Ed asked and something about his tone gave Chris pause. Mild, but with a hint of contained threat running underneath—like Voight sounded sometimes.

Like if this Ed fellow didn’t like the answer, he’d do something about it.

Well, with the bad luck that Ty had to end up where he did, Ed would have to get in line. “They’ve got him locked up over at 21,” Chris said. “I was planning on taking Bex over there later today to finalize her statement so I’m sure we’ll get an update about what’s happening with him then.”

“Good…good,” Mouse nodded to himself before looking back at Jay. “I’m glad you were there.”

Jay snorted. “I was the reason she was there by herself in the first place,” he said before sighing at Mouse’s raised eyebrows. “We got in a fight at Molly’s and she took off by herself. There’s—I’ve got a lot of stuff to fill you in on, man. And a lot more stuff to apologize for.”

Surprise flitted briefly across Mouse’s face as he stared at Jay before shaking himself a bit and nodding again before diving back into his food.

Chris started clearing the table once they were done. “Why don’t you two go to the living room while Ed and I take care of the dishes,” he said. “We’ll put some coffee on after.”

He was going to need to inject the stuff in his veins to keep moving through today.

Mouse and Jay followed his directions—Mouse still a little unsure, but Jay resolute—leaving him alone in the kitchen with Ed.

“So,” he said to the man as he started filling up the sink. “What’s your story? What do you do?”

“Main gig is security,” Ed said, pulling his long hair back into a bun before grabbing a dish towel. “But I also do a bit of construction on the side.”

Ah. Chris’s favourite phrase. “Construction, eh?” Chris smiled at him. “I’ve got a bar that I’m looking to put a back patio on it. My friend Beau has been giving me some advice—”

“Beau Taggert?” Ed asked.

“Yeah!” Small world. “You know him?”

“I play a little guitar on the side too,” Ed said, smiling back with a tiny grin that transformed his whole face.

“Now, see, he’s been telling me we can fit a stage back there and I’m not too sure so I could use a second opinion,” Chris said as Ed nodded seriously.

“Tell me more…”

***

Mouse

Mouse led the way into the living room, pretending not to notice as Jay rubbed his hands against his jeans, uncharacteristically twitchy. “You know Chris is going to have your friend roped into about five different things before we leave here,” he said to Mouse, chuckling nervously.

Mouse cast a fond look back at the kitchen. “Ed won’t get roped into anything he doesn’t want to get roped into,” he said. “He’s a good guy.”

“Yeah,” Jay nodded. “I can tell.”

The unsaid ‘unlike Jay had been lately’ sat heavily between them.

“Mouse, I—”

“How’s Bex?” Mouse cut him off, needing to know. Hearing bits and pieces of what went down was killing him. “How is she really?”

“Really?” Jay heaved out a sigh and sat down on the couch, scrubbing a hand over his face—flinching before gentling the movement. “Really…she’s having a hard time,” he said. “There was some other stuff that went down yesterday that stirred some shit up for her on top of the Ty stuff and the—the stuff with me and with you.”

That didn’t sound good. Mouse sat down on the coffee table, at the far end from Jay. He wanted to hear this. Hear everything. But he still needed his distance. “…other stuff?”

“Not my story to tell,” Jay said, holding up a hand, stopping Mouse’s protests. “It’s not,” he said firmly. “But she handled herself. Like she always does.” He shook his head. “And she’s really pissed at me. More than she’s ever been, but I deserve it. I know I do.”

Mouse fought the urge to argue. To defend, like he always did when Jay was down. Bex had every right to be angry.

At both of them.

“Greg, I am so fucking sorry, man,” Jay began and Mouse’s head whipped up at the use of his first name. That was usually death’s door usage only. Jay shuffled down the couch a bit to get closer to him and leaned forward, elbows on his knees. “I was way out of line,” he said. “I should never have gotten involved with whatever what going on between you and Bex.”

They could leave it at that. Mouse could accept his apology and they could move on, but…

There was a lot not being said in-between the lines of that apology.

“You’re sorry for saying something,” Mouse said quietly. “But not for what you said. Because you still think it’s a bad idea? That we shouldn’t be together.”

That was the heart of it. What Mouse had been stewing over ever since Jay said it. The little voice in the back of his brain getting louder and louder, screaming “he’s right.”

Screaming until he’d listened and stepped away and then a new voice started up, crying that it was wrong, wrong, wrong.

Talking with his group had helped him get his head on straight. Mouse knew what he wanted.

But everything was going to be that much harder if Jay was still against it.

“That’s not what I said,” Jay straightened up with a frown.

“It is what you said,” Mouse countered. “Before. And you’re not apologizing for that because you still think that’s the truth, right? That I’m no good for Bex.” He got up from the couch, running his hands through his hair, needing to walk. “I’m always going to be a screw-up, right?”

Because that’s what he was. A screw-up. A drug addict. Someone who broke everything good in his life. Broke other people’s lives.

He’d been fooling himself thinking he had a chance to make things work with Bex. He was wrong, His group was wrong, Jay was right.

He was a fuck up.

He was a broken fucking fuck up who—

“Mouse!”

Strong arms wrapped around him, halting him in his tracks. Jay held him tight, squeezing him, not letting him fall apart or fly into the million pieces that were itching to come loose.

“You’re not a fuck up,” Jay whispered fiercely into his ear.

…oh.

He’d been saying that out loud.

…fuck.

Jay gave him a little shake as he squeezed him. “Listen to me, please,” he said. “I was wrong. About all of it, okay? I was freaking out about Erin and everything in my life falling apart and I put all of that shit on you and Bex and that wasn’t right. I am so sorry, Mouse. I was wrong. I was wrong.”

Mouse sagged into him, feeling like his strings had been cut at those words, and Jay led them back to the couch.

A mug of coffee was pressed into his hands and he looked up to see Ed hovering over him with Chris behind him, looking concerned.

…and now he was going to think Mouse was a fuck up too.

Like he could read his mind, Chris shook his head, smiling gently. “Gotta let that stuff out or it’ll eat you up,” he said before jerking a thumb over his shoulder toward the kitchen. “Me and Ed are going to go back to our shop talk, but yell if you need us.”

The two of them retreated and Mouse looked over at Jay in question. What kind of shop talk could they possibly be having?

Jay held up his hands with a little smile. “I warned you.”  His grin faded as he leaned into the couch, watching Mouse carefully. “I mean it, man,” he said. “I had no right saying any of the stuff I said to you. It was me projecting all of my issues on you guys and that was…unfair doesn’t even cut it.”

“I wished you’d talked to me,” Mouse murmured. “Told me more of what was up.”

“I didn’t even know what was up,” Jay said, frowning. “I was nosediving. I don’t think I could have talked about it even if I wanted to, you know? But that’s no excuse for lashing out like I did.”

“How are you doing now?” Even as upset and as hurt as he was by Jay, he hated seeing him spiral. Hated to think he’d been doing that alone. Again.

“You’re really asking me that? When you should be telling me to kick rocks?” Jay scoffed at him.

“If we’d walked away from each other every time the other one was an idiot, we’d never have become best friends,” Mouse said. They’d each had their fair share of it.

Jay’s turn this time around just happened to be more spectacular than most.

“I’m serious,” Mouse persisted. “Talk to me.”

“I’m going back to therapy to talk about the Erin shit,” Jay said before nodding his head side to side a bit. “To talk about all of it, really. I need to.” He chewed on his lip a bit. “Honestly, the stuff with you and Bex has put the Erin stuff in perspective. I’ve been more concerned about sorting things out with the two of you. You guys…you’re two of the most important people in my life and I hate that I hurt you both so badly.”

He winced a bit and reshuffled himself to lean less heavily. “I was so scared of losing the two of you that I pushed you both away anyways,” he said. “Hurting you, both of you, was the last thing I wanted.”

Mouse twisted in his seat to face Jay more fully. He believed Jay was sorry and that he wanted to fix things. That he regretted what he said. But he needed to know.

He needed to be sure.

“I want you to be honest with me,” he said. “You’d really be okay with me and Bex? You don’t think it’d be a horrible mistake? That I’d just screw it up and—”

“Mouse.” Jay reached out and grabbed his wrist, giving it a squeeze. “The more I’ve thought about it, the more it actually makes perfect sense,” he said. “I think you guys could be great together. I want you both to be happy and if two of my favourite people being together makes them happy, then I’ve got no problem with that.”

Mouse couldn’t help the little grimace that came out at that. “I haven’t done a very good job of making her happy so far,” he said.

“That’s on me—”

“Not completely,” Mouse said. “I listened to you and I let my fears get the best of me.” He shook his head, kicking himself for how it all went down. “I thought it would be better if I let her go.”

“And now?” Jay asked him hesitantly.

“I tried it and it sucks,” he said, smiling a bit as Jay laughed. “I just—I need to figure out to fix it. How to move forward because—I know I want to be with her, but I’m still fucking scared of messing it up. And I know I hurt her too.” Mouse said. “I don’t even know where to start.”

Jay clapped a hand on his shoulder. “I’ll help you figure it out.”

“We all will,” Ed said, emerging from the kitchen with Chris, coffees in hand.

“Eavesdropper,” Jay said, shaking his head at Chris who grinned shamelessly.

“Saves time,” he said. “We gotta get you boys to work soon so let’s start strategizing.”

***

Jay

Jay walked out of Mouse’s building feeling ten times lighter. He stopped Chris on the way to the truck and pulled him into a hug.

“Thank you,” he said. “Thank you.”

Chris patted his back and gave him a little squeeze. “Anytime, kid, but listen,” he said as they released each other. “That was just part one of two and you know we started with the easy one first.”

Right.

Bex.

“Cindy and I gotta plan to soften her up a bit,” Chris continued. “And you’ve got the rest of the day to work on your apology so make it a good one.”

“Yeah.” Jay nodded. “I’m—I will.” Somehow.

Knowing he was on track to patching things with Mouse was giving him hope for things with Bex. He just…had to be as honest with her as he’d been with Mouse.

And hope she’d be as forgiving as Mouse.

That was the part that worried him the most. He’d never been in this big of a fight with Bex and he felt like he was flailing his way through muddy waters.

“Hey,” Chris said, gripping his shoulder. “You do what you did in there and you’ll be okay.” He gave it another moment of consideration. “Maybe add a bit more grovelling.”

“Did you listen the whole time?” Jay griped as he headed for the driver’s side.

“Not the whole time,” Chris said, hauling himself into the passenger seat. “Ed and I were talking business too. Did you know he does construction on the side? And he knows Beau.”

Beau…right, Bex’s friend. And apparently Chris’s now too. Along with Ed.

Jay bit back a smile. Only Chris.

“The three of us are going to meet up and hammer out some blue prints over lunch,” he continued. “Maybe I should invite Casey.”

Jay let the sounds of Chris’s rambling wash over him as he drove back to Molly’s so Chris could grab the van. It was weirdly soothing.

Soon enough, they were at the bar and Chris was hopping out of the truck.

“If you see us at the station,” he said. “Keep giving Bex her space. You can’t push on this.”

Jay nodded and Chris pointed a finger at him.

“Give Mouse the same advice,” he said. “I’ve got you boys too close to the finish line to have you screwing things up all over again.”

“I got it!” Jay huffed, rolling his eyes and fighting a grin. “Thank you.”

“Alright,” Chris said, patting the door frame. “Have a good day. Eat some vegetables to make up for the bacon fest. Yadda yadda. See you later.”

Jay laughed and Chris grinned back, one hand on the door.

“Love you, kid,” he said. “Don’t you forget it.”

“Love too, Chris,” Jay said. “And seriously. Thank you.”

Chris waved as he jogged off to the van and Jay pulled away, steering toward the station. He made it with a few minutes to spare before his shift.

“Jesus, Chuckles,” Platt said as he walked through the door. “I’d ask what happened to you, but I already read the report. How’s Mini-Chuckles?”

“Banged up, but okay,” Jay said, wishing he had a more thorough answer for that. More for himself than for Platt. “Any word on what’s happening with the scum bag?”

“Can’t afford bail so he’s still in lock up,” she said with a sharp grin. “Voight wants to talk to you about the rest of it.”

That could either mean good news or bad. Jay hustled up the stairs as quickly as his bruises would allow.

A chorus of questions met him as soon as he set foot in Intelligence.

“I’m fine,” he said, holding up his hands. “Bex is fine. Everyone’s fine. Don’t worry.”

“Bex’s face didn’t look fine,” Burgess said, her face tight as she frowned at him. And what?

“What do you mean? What are you talking about?” Jay pulled out his phone, ready to call Bex right then and there. Maybe he should go over there. Except Chris was headed over.

She wouldn’t be alone.

She was okay.

“I caught her Live this morning and I saved it,” Burgess said, holding out her phone for him to see. “She tried to keep that side of her face away from the camera, but you see a glimpse every once in awhile.” She paused the screen so he could peer at it.

Small, finger shaped bruises on her cheek.

Knowing that asshole was only a floor away down in lock up made it hard to resist charging back downstairs.

“Halstead!” Voight called out before he could turn around. “My office.”

Jay took a deep breath, tried to shake off the spikes of anger digging into his gut, and followed Voight into his office, closing the door behind him.

Olinsky was sitting in the corner and gave Jay a solemn nod when he came into the room. “You look like shit,” he said.

“Looks worse than it is,” Jay said as he sat down.

“Considering how it looks,” Voight said as he took his own seat. “I’d say that means it hurts like a bitch.”

He didn’t bother acknowledging that since it’d end with him being forced to take time off he didn’t need, didn’t want, and couldn’t afford. “I’m guessing you want to hear my side of things?”

Voight shook his head. “The report was clear,” he said. “We just wanted to give you a head’s up about a few developments and make sure you’ve got your head on straight about it all.”

“Developments?” Jay sat up in his chair. “They’re not letting him out, are they?”

“The opposite,” Olinsky said quietly. “Officers on the scene found zip ties and duct tape on Ty as well as sedatives.”

“His trunk had tarps and a shovel inside,” Voight continued. “That and lying in wait adds up to premeditation. Plus, attacking Bex and then a cop…prosecutors are looking at max penalties across the board.”

Jay’s head was spinning. On one hand, it was good news. Hopefully Ty would be put away for awhile this time. But on the other—what he’d been planning? Jay felt sick.

Last night could have been so much worse.

For Emery.

…for Bex.

“You think he wanted to take them both?” Jay asked, flexing his hand, feeling the sting in his knuckles.

“Hard to say,” Voight shook his head. “Best not to speculate on might have beens, Jay. Be glad it turned out the way it did.”

Jay nodded, even though it’d take him awhile to wrap his head around that.

“And steer clear of lock up,” Voight said, pointing a stern finger at him. “We’ve got him. He’s not going anywhere. When you’ve come back around to being pissed again, go for a walk or talk to me. Anybody. But don’t let proximity be a temptation.”

“Yes, sir,” Jay said. And he meant it. As satisfying as taking another crack at Ty might be, he wasn’t about to screw up the case for a moment of satisfaction. He wouldn’t do that to Emery.

“Alright,” Voight waved him off. “Let me know if you need time off for—”

“I’m good, I’m fine,” Jay said, biting back a groan as he got out of the chair, Olinsky definitely hiding a snicker as he did so.

“Sure,” Voight said, raising an eyebrow at him. “We’ll pretend I believe you too.”

Jay made his escape and headed back out to his own desk. The welcome sight of Mouse back in his own spot was there to greet him. That and Atwater coming through the door with a box of—

“Donuts! I got donuts!” Atwater flipped back the lid with a grin. “Halstead gets first pick since he looks half-dead.”

Jay took two, just for that.

The little grin Mouse shot at him after helped even more than the donuts.

Another step closer.

He could do this.

***

Bex

Bex was dressed and gearing herself up to head to the police station when there was a knock on her door.

A peek through the peep hole had her yanking it open. “Chris! What are you doing here? Is everything okay?”

“What? I can’t come check up on my baby sister?” He strolled into the apartment and gave her a once over after she’d shut the door. Tsking as he caught sight of her face, he gently touched her chin to tilt her cheek into better light.

“Will already checked me over again,” she said, hoping to cut off any further mama chickening before it could start.

Wishful thinking.

“Does it hurt?” he asked. “Have you taken anything? Have you eaten? Did Will leave any instructions? Should be icing anything?”

“Chris,” Bex said, grabbing his hand to remove it from her face and clasping it in both of hers. “I’m fine. I swear. I ate food. I took some Tylenol. We’re all good.”

Chris stared at her with that look she hated. The one that saw way too much. “You’re not though are you,” he said. “Fine. Or all good.”

“Chris—”

“No,” he said, pulling her over to the couch to sit down. “No more hiding this stuff and brushing it under the rug. No more drinking—yeah, I know all about that.” He gave her a stern look. “Talk to me, Bex. Please.”

“I’m honestly doing okay now—”

"Bull." He let go of her hand and groaned, scrubbing both of his hands over his face and through his hair. “For someone who is all about communication and working through things, you sure do keep a lot of shit close to the vest,” he said, frustration bleeding into every word. “You don’t have to. We’re all here. I’m here.”

Chris closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath before he looked at her again. “I hate knowing that you went through all of that stuff with AJ and never said a word,” he said. “And now? With Mouse? Why did I have to hear about this from Will?”

Bex sighed, slumping against the couch. This was not a conversation she thought she’d be having today. It was one she definitely wasn’t prepared for.

“The AJ stuff,” she began. “There was so much happening at home that I didn’t want to bring it up. It was all so stupid. I had been stupid. And my friends were helping me through it. By the time I came home, it was a non-issue.”

“We both know that’s a lie,” Chris said. “And screw this not wanting to bring it up when other stuff is going on. Stuff is always going to be going on, Bex. That doesn’t make what’s happening with you less important.”

Bex knew that. She did. She just hadn’t wanted to think too hard about it. Because that meant admitting everything else. Chris was staring her down though and she was too tired to fight it.

“I didn’t want to talk about it,” she said. “I hid it. Because I was hurt and like I said, stupid.”

“Stop that.” Chris grabbed her hand and gave it a squeeze. “You weren’t. He was an asshole, plain and simple. How he acted was not on you, okay? You were putting yourself out there and being open to love. There’s nothing stupid about that.”

He levelled another look at her. “Now tell me about Mouse.”

“That was me putting myself out there again and having it blow up in my face,” she said, chuckling a bit and trailing off when Chris didn’t join in. “I’ve worked through it. I’m fine. We’re just meant to be friends, I guess.” She sighed. “I shouldn’t have even been so upset to begin with,” she said. “It’s not like we were even anything to begin with.”

“Bex,” Chris said softly, waiting until she looked at him. “You two weren’t nothing either.”

Fuck.

She blinked rapidly as tears filled her eyes.

Fuck.

“Aw, sweetheart,” Chris wrapped an arm around her and pulled her in close. “Listen to me. You weren’t nothing. There was something there and you were brave. You were so brave. Not many people are willing to put there heart out there for someone, but you did.”

“But he didn’t want it,” Bex said, sniffling as her tears fell onto Chris’s shirt.

“He does,” Chris said, holding her tight before she could pull away. “No, listen. He does. You know he does. And you know why he did what he did. Or at least some of it.”

Jay.

Mouse’s own insecurities.

Yeah, she knew enough.

“Not everyone is as brave as you,” Chris said, patting her hair as he hugged her. “And…not everyone grew up with a shining example of a healthy relationship like you had with me and Cinds.”

Bex snorted, feeling the shake as Chris also laughed a bit. He wasn’t wrong though.

He and Cindy were couple goals for her. She wanted what they had.

She wanted that with Mouse.

She thought she could have it.

But maybe not everyone got that kind of love.

“I know you’re hurt,” Chris said. “And you have every right to be. But don’t let that hurt close you off.” He helped her sit up and used his thumb to wipe away some of her tears. “Promise me, you won’t give up hope. Not yet.”

Hope for what? For love in general? Or…for love with Mouse? Because that…that felt like a fool me once kind of situation.

“Just trust me,” he said in answer to her questioning look. “And be willing to listen.”

She nodded because agreeing seemed like the best way to end this chat and Bex had reached her limit on hashing things out. Chris took the nod for what it was and eased his way off the couch.

“Okay, enough of that,” he said, offering a hand to help her up. “I’m here to take you over to sign off on your statement and then after? I’m thinking milkshakes.”

“Sold,” Bex said, grabbing her purse.

They made it over to 21 in record time and luckily, the only person in the lobby that she really knew was Trudy.

Or maybe not so lucky, considering the scrutiny she was currently under.

“Mini-Chuckles,” Trudy said, clucking her tongue at her. “Hell of a night you had, kid. Glad to see you in one piece.”

“Thanks, Trudy,” Bex said, wrapping her arms around herself and trying to figure out how to move things along.

Trudy got the hint though and waved over another officer. “This is Officer Reddings. She’s going to go over your statement with you and document your injuries, if that’s okay with you.”

Bex nodded, wanting to get this over with as quickly as possible. And before Jay made an appearance.

Officer Reddings took her back to a small room where they went over everything again. In detail. Bex signed the statement and then let her take pictures of her face. And her back.

She also got the update of what was happening with Ty and holy shit. Bex walked on shaky legs back to Chris, mind whirling with exactly what could have happened last night.

He looked as stressed as she felt so Trudy must have filled him in. He grabbed her in a careful hug, mindful of her back and whispered in her ear, “Milkshakes?”

“Yes, freaking please,” Bex said, barely waving to Trudy as she hauled him toward the exit.

Chris laid off on the heart to heart during milkshake time, both of them feeling too rattled to deal with any more tension. Instead, he regaled her with tales of the kids’ escapades and had her snort laughing into her drink.

It was almost enough to clear away the bitter taste of the station visit. Almost.

After that, he dropped her off at home, needing to get back to Cindy and the kids and hopefully a nap considering the night he’d had. Bex gave him a huge hug before sending him on his way.

Then she flopped back down on her couch and called Kol to come snuggle with her.

She’d already called in to the diner and she didn’t have a Molly’s shift tonight. She should probably work on some pages for the graphic novel, but she couldn’t make herself move.

Her phone had all kinds of messages on it, but she didn’t want to talk to anyone either.

A nap actually sounded like a great idea. Kol snuffled, halfway asleep already as he cuddled in beside her. “Just for a little bit,” she whispered. “Then maybe I’ll do…something.”

Except then she was out like a light.

The sound of a key in the door woke her up.

“Bex?” Emery called out.

Holy crap, she must of slept for a good few hours if Emery was home already.

“Hey,” Emery said, leaning over the side of the couch. “So…I ran into some people in the parking lot and they convinced me to let them come upstairs.”

What.

Bex scrambled up into a seated position and peeked over the cushions at the crowd in the doorway.

Cindy, Donna, and Trudy stood there with matching grins.

“Surprise!” Cindy said, waving her hands in the air. “We're here to kidnap you.”

Click here to read Chapter Ten. Click here to read Chapter Eleven.

Click here to read Honesty. Horrible, Horrible Honesty on ao3:

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@sorry-i-spaced, @iunnowatuwant, @thegirlwhowishedeveryonelived, @ivyalmighty, @thewannabewriter, @lexhalstead3, @multifandomgrl08, @foxes-and-cats, @sensitivemallysix, @thebewingedjewelcat

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Timeskip Turtles Part 1 (Part 2 will have April and Casey, and everyone in lineup to showcase their heights)

Oh boy, these bad boys can fit so many plot points in three years... I’d said that at this point everything is said and done... Unless (I don’t know, there’s only so much you can do and thinking back perhaps I should have made their versions during the encounter with Bishop, or during the alien invasion instead of whipping these guys and going “yes, that all already happened lmao”.. But then again, I’m making these on the fly so... Imagine me rambling in an empty theater and you guys are the rats that inhabit it, listening with curiosity, I love you but ultimately this is for me)

More tidbits over here

Leo: Still the fearless leader, but now with the knowledge that his family is not gonna fall apart if he’s gone. After the defeat of Shredder (that came with its consequences, yay new scars and traumas...) came quite some more issues, like the Foot Clan being disbanded and it’s former members looking for revenge, or the rise in mutant population by an unknown source, but all problems that seemed tame and easily resolved in comparison to the Shredder. So Leo took the opportunity once he thought things had quieted down to take a trip to train, leaving with Casey for about 8 months (8 months that are going to be hell for your brothers baby lmao). Notable scars: Broken plastron (he was sure he was not gonna make it but eventually recovered) by Shredder, some various slashes across his arms by Slash, a nick on the lips by a random foot ninja (he’s embarrased by this scar), the scar in his eye that left him blind by Karai prior to the Battle Nexus arc

Raph: Took the title of leader during Leo’s 8 month absence, in wich the boys had to deal with a mutant uprise, a crazed secret service guy obsessed with “protecting the earth” from aliens that is creating the mutants, the turtles secret fifth sister that was used by the aformentioned crazy guy, and an actual alien invasion so I guess the crazy guy wasn’t so crazy after all... All while your big bro and your best friend are probably having the time of their lives in their little fun trip (so it turns out that Leo is right and being the responsible one is never fun but whatever). Notable scars: Big plastron slashes by Krang, electrocution scar on right arm by Shredder, small scar on the face by a random Foot Ninja, slashes on left shoulder (and shell) and the underside of right arm by Slash, bullet wound by Bishop, and the infamous neck scar by Donnie that he hates looking so is the only scar he purposefully covers

Donnie: Hey, looky who needs glasses (embarrased by this), has fully accepted that he and his brothers are only going to rest when their dead. Not really as affected by Raph that Leo left on a trip, but still prefers when the team is all together, after one too many times where his brothers lack of preparations left them with scars (dumb dumb bros not taking care of themselves of course I gotta do everything around here...) he carries a bunch of supplies on him, anything you can name he probably has it on him. Bishop almost killed him in an explosion... so that was fun.... Notable scars: Explosion caused by Bishop (finally an explosion that wasnt his fault, ehem), face stabs by Slash grabbing him by the head (Donnie is not having a good time), slashes on arm and a plastron wound by Shredder, some knicks and burns on his hands from working without gloves and the infamous leg stab by Raph that is now out of sight because he wears pants (Don: if I had known about the extra protection of pants when we were younger, perhaps I wouldn’t have a scar the size of a state on my leg)

Mikey: Sometime after the defeat of Shredder he and Renet became friends, and eventually started a queerplatonic relationship (cue his brothers reacting with variations of “why her??”), he’s still an exceptional fighter but also is still quite sheltered, so he is the one with the least scars by virtue of being pulled from fights by his bros as soon as it looks like he’s not doing so good (something that pisses him off but is a little gratefull for as well, it’s complicated), that doesn’t save you from being kidnapped and tortured by Bishop tho, didn’t last long but that’s where he learned that they all have an older sister (being the first one to find out), got back into art since he needed some healthy coping mechanisms, and eventually turned into a bonding activity with his bros. Notable scars: bite mark on left shoulder by Slash, slash in right shoulder (and part broken plastron) by Shredder, acid burns on hands by being tortured by Bishop 

All in all, I took a lot of things from Bayverse when designing the boys (if it wasnt obvious), and I do realize that it’s kinda weird to be like: here they are three years later, they crawled through hell during that time teehee, but this is after so whatever,

But what can I say, I kinda make these up as I go and things change and other stuff stays, who knows, maybe in a year this post will be rendered completely obsolete because I thought of something more interesting... Hell, some things that I’ve already said about existing characters have been rendered obsolete, like Usagi’s height, but that’s something for Part 3 of Timeskip Versions

Thank you all for liking or reblogging, I know a lot of these things are all over the place but it genuinely makes me happy when I see notes of any kind in my posts

#teenage mutant ninja turtles #micros tmnt #tmnt #tmnt 1984 #tmnt 1987 #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 1990 #tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2007 #tmnt 2012 #rottmnt #tmnt mutant mayhem #tmnt idw #tmnt leonardo #tmnt raphael #tmnt donatello #tmnt michelangelo

[weirdcat1213]

STEVEN UNIVERSE FANS: WHY YOU SHOULD WATCH TRIGUN STAMPEDE (SPOILER FREE)

Hi there, it's been a while, isn't it? The whole show ended 3 years ago and honestly, nothing has felt the same. Most shows get axed/are on streaming which makes you binge them and you don't get to emotionally bond with that show.

Well let me tell you I got something that you may like

Ok so this post will summarize Trigun Stampede, its similarities to SU/SUF, questions you may have as someone who doesn't like anime that much and why it needs a shit ton of support.

Trigun Stampede:

The story is set on this desert planet where humans need special machines to survive called plants because they produce all the resources humans need to survive. In a world where fighting is the only way to survive, the outlaw Vash the Stampede decides to help people with their plants/personal problems without using violence. If he is a pacifist then why is he an outlaw? Watch the show.

SU/SUF similarities and pros:

-Did you like the sci-fi element in SU? Stampede has so much of that and they actually get deep into it. It has an important role in the story. (I wish I could say more but spoilers)

-Did you like the message of love and peace? Our beloved main character lives by that motto and yes there is conflict.

-Did you like cool villains with good reasons and grey morals? OH, WE GOT YOU ALRIGHT. Vash's main antagonist has that covered (again, spoilers) BUT I PROMISE YOU HE IS EVERYTHING YOU WANTED IN SU FROM A VILLAIN.

-Did you like pretty art? Orange, although mainly known for its CGI has done beautiful backgrounds + art concepts for the show.

-Did you like the gorgeous and smooth animation: Orange is the best studio when it comes to CGI and that doesn't mean "ok this is decent" kind of CGI, this is "I'm gonna eat this scene" kind of CGI. SU only got smooth animation when they brought guest animators but Stampede has that level on every. single. episode.

-Did you like SUF specifically for the trauma, growth and mental health themes? You will love Vash and some of the other characters. But Vash...dear god.

-Did you like the angst? Stampede is for you but don't blame me for the therapy bills

-Did you love the music? Stampede isn't a musical sadly the ost fucking slaps and it's so cool. It's on Spotify if you want to support it legally.

-Did you love the likable secondary characters? Stampede has a few characters but they are likable characters and feel real instead of NPCs. None of them follows an archetype strictly except maybe for one who is still pretty cool.

-Did you like the representation? Nothing can be perfect and it would be misleading to not mention this considering it's a great part of what makes SU special to me and others. Although it's not explicitly queer, there are some themes/ characters to whom queer people (myself included) have connected a lot. There's a non-binary character, and Vash's struggle with (spoiler) is relatable to a lot of queer people. Also, the guy really gives gender. Cmon, look at him. There's a fanon gay ship but the original creator (Nightow) and the Orange team really made Stampede *gay*. Like Yuri on Ice but better IMO

You can literally send me a dm with a "what about X" and I will reply.

Questions you may have as someone who doesn't like anime:

-I don't like Japanese voices and how they scream: The english dub is really good (like, omg VAs I will give you my life) good. They all fit and care for their characters, and the direction was amazing. If you're a zach callison fan I reassure you, Vash's voice actor GAVE that kind of emotion.

-I don't like generic anime looks: Guess what! Stampede is pure CGI and it looks awesome! If you don't like the generic design anime characters get you're in for a treat.

-I don't want to read the manga/watch the 98 anime to understand whats happening: And you won't have to! A lot of people got into Trigun as a whole with Stampede and the people watching the 98 anime now are doing so cuz they miss the characters, not because its crucial to understand Stampede.

-I don't like CGI, non of it: watch the 1st episode then come back to me. Not even that, just watch the trailer.

Why it needs a shit ton of support

Apparently, anime is just starting to take outside-of-Japan fans into consideration for things like renewals, so at the Orange panel, the staff told people to support the studio and Stampede if we want more of it. It sucks that this is the only way a show can get renewed but we already know what's that like because of SU. Even if we didn't know it, people talking about it, going to cons cosplaying characters from the show, and buying merch was giving power to Rebecca to keep pushing for the show. Even if we got season 5 cut we managed to get Future and maybe the movie thanks to the fan support. Stampede is so new and although its popular it got cast away just for being CGI and for not being the exact same as the 98 anime. It's literally a passion project and the staff (including Nightow) are so in love with it. They want us to look for clues and give us more content because they love Trigun as a whole. Animation is suffering and I know there are 100000 shows that need support but please keep this show in mind. It's made of love, you could say.

Here's the ways you can support it!

-Where to watch (sub/dub): crunchyroll/ the DVD is coming out soon but I dont think that has the dub.

-OST: Spotify, Applemusic

-Merch: I recommend CD Japan but there are other websites

#trigun #trigun stampede #steven universe #steven universe future #su #suf #su future #please share this on another social media #the people need to know

[oathofkaslana]

Do you have any predictions/hopes for the genshin endgame? since it's coming up scarily soon (Natlan then we're in the home run!!) is there any particular scenarios/plot points you want to happen? Whether it be with the hexenzirkel, Sumeru (because dear god they have a ton going on over there.) , the abyss etc,,, 💜

this is suchhh a fun question oughhhh...... i don't have any predictions but i am so excited to see how it'll fit in (assuming that the story will be tight knit and thought out)

various things i want to see (that arent entirely self indulgent coughs au verse coughs)

obv hexenzirkel. got i plot bunnied an au that runs w my alternate windblume and now im so so sad it doesnt exist.. (basically instead of using windblume to drop lore on them, the hexenzirkel get their own event primarily following mona, albedo, and klee as theyre searching for something. might take on the story riddle aspect from the actual event for this bc. i think it suits them more than collei or sucrose.)

tsaritsa. she's been leaked to be a bronya expy which makes me so so so sick dear god... im so excited to see what theyre gonna do with her and cocolia (who im assuming has to be the previous cryo archon..) so far the entire game has revolved around cycles and change and grief (mond w freedom, liyue w archon deaths, inazuma w the decree and war, sumeru w irminsul, fontaine w the position of the archon in general, khaenri'ah and the prevailing trauma of a long lost nation, celestia and the cycle of handing visions and gnoses, etc etc. even within the harbringers which i feel the need to point out is quite literally a sign of somethings arrival!! each harbringer has something they want to change in some way or another. AND ISNT THAT SOOO.. OH AND OF COURSE. THE TRAVELER AND THEIR TWIN. DEAR LORD.) which is why its so deeply emotive for them to end on the fucking nation of love and khaenri'ah

ok slightly self indulgent but i need more temple of silence lore so so bad dear god. cyno save me cyno cyno save me save me cyno.

also self indulgent but i really hope they continue w the theme of rebirth in sumeru and im so so excited for what that means knowing dottore and khaenri'ah are linked to sumeru. (the self indulgent part is wanting to put collei here she deserves so so much ok i dont trust the game w her though we need like. a colleination intervention team to proofread their things.)

ALSO REALLY EXCITED TO SEE XIAOS STORY CONTINUE.. i know a lot of it has been resolved (his story literally being about grief) BUT i do wonder if theyre keeping more locked for him seeing how hes like. theyre favorite liyue character.

#im dreading ntlan bc i know theyre gonna fuck w the cultural inspirations and im so so so scared #esp bc we've seen how people handled swana people rightfully getting upset at smeru #the racism swana people have and continue to deal with bc of hyv should not be forgotten and its terrifying to think that another set of #cultures will be subjected to the same thing #im so so scared for ntlan #asks #monard/crepe tag

[darkx-the-dragon-kn1ght]

Chapter 14- Part 6

I want to put this to sleep with Grass Whistle, but I’m worried about any Flying-type moves it might have, so…let’s switch in to Caldera to lower its HP most safely.

Oh, it knows Double Team- more Evasion strats? That’s fine, I was gonna use Clear Smog anyways.

Or…well, I can’t keep Caldera in because Air Slash did more than I expected, so I should switch in to someone else. Glare, probably?

WHY DOES EVERYONE HAVE PURSUIT??

Oh, you are SO gonna pay for that!! By being caught like a normal wild Pokémon!!

The plan now is to swap between Glare and Riptide to lower its Attack, and use Scary Face to lower its Speed for good measure. It keeps spamming Double Team to raise its Evasion, but there’s nothing we can do about that now with Caldera fainted.

But even still…I don’t think we can Grass Whistle it now, not with that Evasion. Try paralyzing it with Glare™, maybe? It’s not Thunder Wave, so…

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?? IT’S IMMUNE TO GLARE™??

(Future edit: So, the reason I made the distinction that Glare™ was not Thunder Wave was that I was under the impression that Electric-types could get paralyzed by other means, but were immune to Thunder Wave paralysis. No- I was thinking of Ground-types when I made that decision, but Electric-types are different. As of Gen VI, Electric Pokémon cannot be paralyzed at all. I...forgot about that.)

Okay, back to Riptide…

Chip it down a bit with Water Gun, oh my GOSH Air Slash is still doing a lot- uuuuh, try Prong?

Even with its maximized Double Team, a Bug Bite should deal enough to get it into the red.

WHAT?? HOW DID THAT KNOCK IT OUT!? FLYING IS SUPPOSED TO RESIST BUG!!

Okay, second attempt- 

We start with Caldera this time in order to do Clear Smog stuff early, but even before that we use Harden to improve her survivability.

Now, even Air Slash shouldn’t do much against-

…Ooor…not…?

(Future edit: If you couldn’t tell by now, I mistakenly thought Air Slash was a physical move. Needless to say, it’s not, it’s another special move, like Air Cutter. That’s why I was relying on Glare’s Intimidate throughout all of this, and why I thought Harden would do anything here.)

Alright, let’s just repeat what we did last time with Glare and Riptide-

Water Gun for some chip, DON’T use Bug Bite this time, then send in Caldera again-

And with that Clear Smog, we send in Riptide to slow it down again so Blizzard can put it to sleep without getting Air Slashed! We do that, and as long as nothing else goes terribly wrong-

OH, YOU CHEEKY FLYING SQUIRREL! You run me out of Fresh Waters (yes, I used up my Fresh Waters healing throughout all of this), then you knock out my starter!? You’re going to sleep whether you like it or not!

…Oh. Oh, wait, oh no- what have I done!? Emolga won’t live a turn of hail damage! GET IN THE GREAT BALL RIGHT NOW IF YOU WANT TO LIVE!

Thank every and all gods that exist in the Pokémon world, goodness gracious…

All of that for a new Pokémon…gosh! Nuzzle, Double Team, Pursuit, Air Slash- who allowed this creature to be released into the world!?

What in the world do we name this? What kind of name does one give to such an absolute menace? Wait- I know!

Pyrite! Gold or gold-colored things could be associated with electricity (just look at the Alolan Geodude line and Mt. Layuda in Guardian Signs), and pyrite being, well, “fool’s gold”- I dunno, a troll of a mineral seems like a fitting namesake for such an irritating little guy.

Well now I have an actual reason to go to the Pokémon Center a bit early…

Wow- even when the world is crumbling around her, Nurse Joy is still there to care for Trainers’ Pokémon, now that’s dedication. But who’s that guy trying to clip through the wall in the corner?

Ah, the trauma, understandable.

Now I gotta go all the way back to Obsidia Slums to buy more Fresh Water- geez…

Anyways, NOW we can keep going down this road to see if there’s anything interesting.

I mean, that’s one thing, but what’s more interesting is there’s one of the missing cops down there! Past this tree!

…Oh- well, that’s just unfair. We can’t Cut this vine out of the way- I guess we can’t free this guy until we deal with the PULSE? Or get that item on the other side? Man…

And it looks like there’s nothing more on this side, either- at least, nothing while the PULSE is still active somewhere. Let’s check that building we passed by earlier, see what’s in there.

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[destinysbounty]

zane and nya for character opinion bingo

ZANE

Oh god blorbo supreme. The original blorbo. This nindroid can fit so much trauma in him. I could rant about him for a million years. Im like this close to giving into temptation and making a 20-minute compilation of all my favorite Zane moments (listen, the party pooper scene lives in my head rent-free at all times). Oh god he needs so much therapy, and no, locking your trauma in a digital puzzle box does not count as therapy.

Some people characterize him as some emotionless and boring lawful good. Some people characterize him as an uwu wholesome softboi. But in my opinion, the most correct interpretation is Dorky Suburban Dad.

Think about it. He wore a button-up and khakis to the beach. He dresses up in a full scuba skin-suit whenever they have a party in their own damn hot tub. He once wore a sweater vest with snowflakes on it. On their lil desert road trip he entertained himself by reading about regional trivia, and delighted in sharing this trivia with his friends. He loves playing board games, especially chess. He likes to make ice puns. He loves cooking. He's the closest thing they have to a responsible adult. When he became the team leader in season 5 he kept everyone pumped with all those silly little sayings like "one team one dream!" He apparently loves detective fiction. He thinks that walking like a pirate with a peg-leg will get people to respect him. He loves astronomy and, according to Lloyd, "knows the solar system better than anyone". Whenever someone is upset he's always there providing a comforting smile and a pat on the shoulder. He spent 5 minutes debating the morality of making an ice ramp for a slug. He doesn't understand pop culture. Zane is a dorky suburban dad and you can't change my mind.

He's also a fashion icon. For example, when he died, the ninja all became a total fashion disaster in his absence. We all saw it. None of them matched. Like did you see Kai's horrendous lil fight club costume? Jay's atrocious tv host suit? And Cole just straight up wasn't even wearing a shirt anymore. And even when they came back together, their ninja suits still didn't match! And sure, it was meant to symbolize how disjointed they'd become in the wake of his loss, but STILL. The fact that their CLOTHES of all things were out of wack indicates to me that he's the only one on the team with any fashion sense.

And let's not forget the moment from Seabound where he decided to wear the breathing mask despite not needing oxygen because "I like how it completes my attire". And his Snake Jaguar costume!!! And his titty-out look in The Island! And not to mention how the Detective Zane outfit is a LOOK. He rocks the hell out of that trenchcoat.

This is all to say, Lego needs to release the forbidden bikini Zane content or I'm gonna break in and find it myself.

NYA

Ohoho, the fandom does Nya SOOO dirty. Especially since she's not as outwardly affectionate as Jay, so a lot of people interpret this as her being more callous and unloving towards him. She A) has a metric ton of childhood baggage, and B) expresses her affection in different ways! Jay might say 'I love you' with words more often, but she shows how much she cares through acts of service and quality time and whatnot.

Also. Hot take but Nya has some of the most compelling character arcs and subplots in this entire goddamn show. Teaming up with Dareth to spy on Chen? Overcoming her gifted child syndrome in season 5? The X Cave fight in season 7????? Struggling to keep the resistance alive even when all her friends were dead, doing everything in her power to keep Lloyd from losing hope even though they were the only ones left???????????? The entirety of Seabound??????????

The show definitely blunders often in terms of the whole sexism/performative feminism thing, for sure. Looking at you, Skybound. But she also has a LOT of character arcs where her being the Girl^TM isn't even at all relevant. Season 5. Season 7. Season 9. Season 10. Season 11. Season 15.

Anyway Nya is amazing and she deserves better from the fandom, and I will die on this hill. Nya didn't singlehandedly destroy hell itself just to be reduced to some shallow Designated Love Interest.

#also minor gripe but it bugs me when people say nya and zane arent close/dont know each other very well #like??? nya full on sobbed when zane died #and when zane lost nya...well that involves crystalized spoilers but lets just say he is Not Handling It Well #and when the og4 return from the first realm nya hugs jay and then immediately hugs zane next #and when aspheera blasted zane she was one of the first people to rush over to where hed once been standing #and their whole thing in ns7! with zanes word catalogue scrambled and nya as the only one capable of interpreting him #and zane asking nya to help with his lil video diary project in decoded #and zane and nyas reunion in season 4 gives me SO many feelings #they are BESTIES your honor #ninjago #destiny post

[maschotch]

I saw that you said you find fanon characterisations of Emily laughable - I'd love to hear you expand on this since personally I see her as quite an emotional character given some of the moments on the show (wanting to adopt Carrie, the obsessing over the "they're not like us" comment, her willingness to sacrifice herself for the team etc). I love hearing other people's perspective though and would love to hear yours

this is gonna sound like a cop out but i chalk those ~emotional emily~ moments to being either an intentional “crisis” to throw the others off track or just being ooc. especially because pretty much all of those moments happen after jj makes the comment that she doesn’t seem to let anything get to her? i think she worries that the others will catch on so throw a couple red herrings to keep them from getting suspicious 

because i really don’t like those moments: especially the “i need to know that i can be human” line. there are a couple more dramatic lines that i think fit her narrative much better (“we don’t choose who we fall in love with,” recognizing that carrie’s trying to be a good daughter, and others i cant think of bc its been months since ive watched the showakjhsgl). 

like. there are some inconsistencies with her character that im not a big fan of. “woods is like my second home” vs “im a city girl, taxi rides and martinis” or whatever tf she said. and then there are character traits that i don’t like and would rather ignore (when she’s thinking about having kids). but the same goes for the other characters as well. there are just some things i’d rather not think about so i don’t take it into consideration when i’m analyzing their character (hotch’s nationalism, derek’s early sexism, reid’s apparent straight-ness, literally everything about david rossi). 

so i guess i can’t be too surprised when every fucking hotchniss fic is about emily getting pregnant and shit like that. it comes with the territory, but it just “humanizes” her in ways i don’t like. it feels very gendered, like something the writers tack on as an afterthought because “oh yeah, she’s a woman, of course she wants kids.” it’s not really something i blame fic authors themselves for: especially when half the time people use her as a self insert. i just don’t like it

the emily prentiss i like is the emily prentiss that goes to sin-to-win weekend in atlantic city, the emily prentiss that can beat jason gideon at chess, the emily prentiss that can beat spencer reid at cards, the emily prentiss that is just as nerdy and geeky as spencer and derek respectively, the emily prentiss that spends nights at the office drinking with hotch and dave, the emily prentiss that can walk through grotesque crime scenes without batting an eye, the emily prentiss that kept a major part of her life secret from the profilers of the bau. 

she’s tough. not that you can’t be tough while being feminine, i just refuse to give cm writers any credit for their overt “girlboss” moments because they’re so fucking half-assed that it’s ridiculous. “when a girl something something she wants you to shut up and listen” or however that stupid quote goes.. like.. that is NOT a girlboss moment. it’s the kind of forced feminism you see in media that upholds more gender stereotypes than it breaks down. 

some people like those moments. and that’s fine; i’m not gonna say they’re wrong for liking it. it has a similar vibe to the “man-hating lesbian” thing.. sometimes they’re just joking around, sometimes they have trauma that genuinely justifies a fear of men, but it doesn’t change the fact that it’s an immature way of thinking that disregards the actual point of feminism, and i would ask them to question what they really mean when they talk about female empowerment

sjkdh ok im getting severely off topic now and i’m not trying to say the “get emily pregnant” gang is anti feminist or whatever, i just don’t like the evidence they have for it. and that’s fine for some people: taking something they know is shitty writing and using it to tailor their character into something better/more interesting (like the way i use all the shit jj says and attribute it to her upbringing, which in truth rarely gets mentioned). people are fine for that. it’s just not for me. i see a different strength in emily and i’ll choose to reconstruct canon in a way i see fit

#idk if this actually explains anything #i focused on low-empathy emily in the last ask so i tried to talk more about why i DONT like typical fanon characerizations #i would just... encourage you to think about low empathy emily the next time you watch #you don't have to believe it--just think about it #and i think you'll find that it fits surprisingly well #it's hard for me to actually pull receipts bc 1. it's been forever since ive seen the show #and 2. ive watched through the lense of low empathy emily for so long that it's hard for me to not look at it that way #but i promise it DOES make sense #that or im insane akjshldgjks which is a very very very very very realy possibiltiy #asks #cm crit #emily prentiss #not sociopath emily! not quite! just.. low empathy emily

[holeynightsky]

overthinking albums: midnights 3am expansion pack

hello friends, and welcome to part three of me making the entire midnights album about RWBY characters and ships! today, we'll address the songs from midnights (3am edition) by taylor swift. this is part three of this series, so be sure to check out parts 1 and 2!

with that said, let's jump right in!

14. the great war - once again, we begin with a bumbleby song. what can i say, i'm weak and this is *perfect* for their gradual trust building in vol 6/7/8. you drew up some good faith treaties / i drew curtains closed could go in either direction, depending on which part of their arc you're in. and maybe it's the past that's talking / screaming from the crypt is adam haunting them through vol 6. and the repetition of hand-holding imagery? my hand was the one you reached for, but every time the line occurs, we cut to a different scene where that matters: lying on the ground post-adam vol3, standing in the classroom during the trauma dump vol2, dancing in the atlas dorms getting ready for a night out. and don't get me started on the whole somewhere in the haze / got the sense i'd been betrayed verse--if that doesn't scream their fractured dynamic through vol5 and 6, i don't know what does. we've burned for better / i vowed i would always be yours.

15. bigger than the whole sky - okay this is gonna sound a bit out there because we know so little about her, but stick with me: a song for summer rose, dying in battle somewhere in remnant, thinking about never getting to see her little girls grow up. i'm never gonna meet / what could've been, would've been / what should've been you. for bonus points, and to align with i've got a lot to live about, this can be for both summer and raven--leaving in different ways, with different degrees of choice, but leaving nonetheless, thinking about how they will never see what becomes of their children. every single thing to come / has turned into ashes.

16. paris - another bumbleby song, because i'm shameless and obsessed. specifically, this is yang/blake from @thirteenyasmin 's rockstar/hollywood au fic, let you see my wilder side, which has been one of my all-time favorites for years now so if you haven't read it please go do that immediately. i'm so in love that i might stop breathing is that exact dynamic, and they are absolutely so wrapped up in each other that they pay no attention to the outside world. ksdjfhaslkj i have to move on or i'll start crying because they deserve. so. much.

17. high infidelity - this one's for team STRQ as a whole, because i am absolutely certain that every non-sibiling member of that team has had a romantic/sexual relationship at some point. so this song, at various points, could be any member singing about any member--put on your records / and regret meeting me / ... / put on your headphones / and burn my city. i don't even have to go into i didn't know you were keeping count, that's so obvious from literally everything qrow does and says and implies about his old team. or tai and summer and raven, all tangled up, and you know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love / the slowest way is never loving them enough. and the slow-dawning horror of storm coming / good husband / bad omen / dragged my feet right down the aisle, over shots of summer fighting on a desolate farm road, raven turning away, tai and yang in the kitchen at night. ugh, absolute chills.

.18. glitch - i actually think this is a salem/ozma song! i mean, come on--a romance that was never meant to be, fast-growing love, the breathless wonder at it all? i was supposed to sweat you out / in search of glorious happenings of happenstance on someone else's playground? that's so salem, i cannot even believe it. and i'm not even sorry / nights are so starry, blood moonlit. beautiful romance and ominous foreshadowing. 10/10 fits with their whole messy situation.

.19. would've could've should've - winter schnee. i'll say it again, louder: *winter schnee*. oh my god is this winter at the end of vol8 singing to ironwood. i'm having trouble isolating lines because that's how much of this fits. if you'd never looked my way / i would've stayed / on my knees / and i damn sure never would've danced with the devil / at nineteen, and the god's honest truth is that the pain was heaven is her breaking out of that toxic mansion, joining the atlas military, finally existing out of that space. but then you hit the second-guessing as ironwood spirals into paranoia: and now that i'm grown / i'm scared of ghosts / memories feel like weapons. or, or, or! you're a crisis of my faith, watching her turn her back on everything she's dedicated her life to for years? the tomb won't close / stained-glass windows in my mind, looking at the trauma her siblings have? asdfksjdhfkla please put me out of my misery, i'm so emotional thinking about this.

.20. dear reader - i've thought about this one a lot, and i keep circling back to ozma/oz/oscar (oz, for the sake of this post). watching his slow progression through time, trying to escape his past: desert all your past lives / and if you don't recognize yourself / that means you did it right. his eons-long fight against salem: the greatest of luxuries is your secrets / dear reader / when you aim at the devil / make sure you don't miss. the lives he spent hiding away from that fight, crushed by the weight of it all: i prefer hiding in plain sight / my fourth drink in hand / these desperate prayers of a cursed man. and throughout it all, the plea at the root of it, the why-is-this-my-problem, the please-let-it-end: never take advice from someone who's falling apart.

and that, at last, concludes overthinking albums: midnights! thank you if you read that absolute insane amount of text. and even if you didn't, hey, i hope you're having a great time regardless. really, i just hope everyone is hanging in there in this roller-coaster world

#taylor swift midnights #lyric analysis #lyric musings #overthinking albums #rwby #rwby bumbleby #bumbleby #blake x yang #team strq #i was genuinely so afraid i was gonna hit the text limit again #the fact that i'm even worried about that is probably a sign that i'm misusing this medium #but hey i gotta scream into the void somewhere #3am tracks #midnights 3am version

[marmotsomsierost]

I blame (affectionately) the binge-reread i recently did of seanan mcguire's october daye series for the solid 90 minutes of having Sonnet 130 rebounding around in my head at work.

To set the scene:

Pt arrives, gets put in room A. Wound starts bleeding again, doc pitches fit about pt being in wrong room for lac care, we play patient shell game, get pt into room B with poseable lighting. I get pt on monitor, start to head back up to triage. Doc exits pt room, demands nurse assigned to that room, charge nurse points at me and goes 'we have a tech, take M.' Doc tells me to go hold pressure and maybe irrigate. The next 90 min went like this:

1) i went through about a billion sterile 4x4s while i held pressure on the really leaky scalp lac,

2) avoided becoming even more Toby-like by leaning over to grab the second hemostat the doctor requested before the doctor moved his finger slightly, at which point we discovered it was an extra leaky scalp lac because it was an arterial scalp lac...by a tiny blorp-stream of blood firing past exactly where my face had been literal milliseconds prior

2a) absolute silence for a beat. We look at floor. Doc looks at me. I look at myself. We look at pt. Doc: "well. That was lucky." Patient: "oh it's not that bad then?" Doc: "... you should be at a trauma center, and this isn't one." Patient: "um. But you said you just were gonna put in staples?" Doc: "i can't close an artery with staples." Patient: "...o...kay... Can i move? My shoulder is killing me." Doc and me immediately: "NO DON'T MOVE"

3) alternated between holding more pressure (while the doc stuck his head out and said he was going to be in there awhile and also maybe start transfer process and also (unprintable commentary on the medic team)) and blotting while he fished around trying to find the ittybitty artery and suture it shut with the normal suture kit

3a) this does not go well

3b) 'i'll hold this. What is the biggest vicryl in that drawer? 3? Bring it to the tray. Hold that again. No, wait, get rid of all this and get a new chux so i can see what the hell I'm doing'

4) watched the doc use the single largest fucking suture needle i have ever seen in my life to try and find and close said ittybitty artery

4a) seriously that thing was a fucking upholstery needle.

4) thought to myself 'damn it looks like the doc is using fuckin' wire'

4a) 'if hair be wires, black wires grow on her head'

4b) ...

4c) oh no, blood and shakespeare, i've definitely been reading too much Toby

#tw: blood #that day was such a clusterfuck #i got on shift and didn't even make it up to the triage desk until 4 hours in #triage nurse- oh you are here! where the hell you been? #me- ...ask charge #triage nurse- HAH! all right #i did try to think of what magic toby would use 130 for #this led to me trying to remember the whole thing #that led to me listening to hiddleston's recitation which led to somehow sliding in a bit of prince Hal's soliloquy #at which point i gave the fuck up in multiple ways

[genderfluidbowl-of-soup]

Word vomit abt sheltermbornes role swap au because I cannot get it out of my head

So just as a concept Meryl the Punisher makes me giggle and kick my feet so have this word vomit abt her.

She’s definitely still the headstrong rule following lady we all know and love, she’s just got a massive cross gun that’s almost taller than her now /j. She’s definitely got All the religious trauma and oh my god she is severely fucked up but in an awesomely kick ass and cry in the arms of your definitely not lover way. 

She and Nicholas still argue over everything dw. I couldn’t remove that dynamic if I tried (I love it too much)

She thinks Vash is a bit of an idiot (like Milly) but as she gets to know him they actually become really close and totally gossip about everyone together.

With Milly…. Good lord. There is so much here.

*slaps them* these ladies can fit so much trauma and feeling into them.

One, Meryl just thinks milly is really hot (me 2 tbh) and is like “okay so maybe the lady I was contracted to follow isn’t so bad after all” and just *shakes my hands and vibrates* THEM.

Milly is kind of weirded out at first by Meryl’s um everything but like not in a rude way, she just doesn’t know why this woman keeps following her. But she’s pretty so she’s not complaining.

Oh my god the accidental deification from Meryl is gonna be so funny like “My wife is practically god I’m a religious woman holy fuck” 

Milly doesn’t get it. But that’s okay.

Meryl and Tesla are WLW hostility. I don’t really know how else to describe it except for that meme that’s like “stop dating my sister” “yknow what I’m gonna date her even harder” yeah. They probably fought in a Wendy’s parking lot. 

Meryl fights everyone in a Wendy’s honestly. Or she would, if she wasnt being dragged around by these idiots (affectionate).

*insert image of Meryl and Wolfwood duking it out for unexplained reason while milly and Vash are buying ice cream from the Wendy’s*

I have no brain they’ve taken over it lol

MILLYMERYL IS SO IMPORTANT TO ME I WANT THEM TO BE FUCKED UP AND LEARN FROM EACH OTHER AND BOND AND CRY AND BE MESSY AND JUST LOVE AAAAAAAAAAA

…anyway back to your regularly scheduled programming.

Milly totally just picks up Meryl and holds her over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Meryl is tiny, pocket sized nun with a big gun. 

Milly could pick everyone up honestly she is built like a shit brickhouse. (Buff milly truther) 

Vashwood is a thing it’s just background because I love them but it is about the LADIES.

Knives is at space Costco and pissed about it he shows up like once and idk where to go with that.

Maybe he and Meryl fight in the parking lot idk

Why am I making Meryl fight everyone in a parking lot I swear she is not this chaotic

Wolfwood would fight someone in a parking lot in canon and in this canon tho

Tesla goes to space Costco because Zaizie said it would be good for her to “touch grass” and she just stands there awkwardly and leaves after like 10 minutes with stuff she didn’t even come for. Idk I want Tesla to be this bad bitch but then she’s also like “how do I normal life please help”

Milly and Vash bonded over being the biggest sweet tooths known to mankind. I love their friendship sm it’s one of my favorites. 

Tesla does have 2000’s music taste and by that I mean she got introduced to it by Rem and that was the biggest mistake Rem made. (Based off that one ask that I love to bits)

Team fuck around and find out is back in business and we love to see it.

Wolfwood totally is on the edge of getting fired and Milly probably is the only thing making sure he keeps his job. 

Anyway Milly is still the silliest. 

“The horrors are inevitable but we stay silly! ✌️😃” -Milly and Vash (probably)

I love chaotic dumbass energy.

Pushing the chess master milly agenda because it would be awesome.

Wait shit what if Tesla taught her how to play and she always lost to her big sister and swore to one day beat her and right when she thought she had it all down the ship crash happened and oh shit the angst whoops

Rem gets mom of the year award again because I love Rem that’s it that’s the meme.

I really don’t have any other thoughts but they’re just so good omfg amazing food here my guy.

#trigun

[in-tua-deep]

Are you into my hero academia? What about an AU or crossover with tua?

UHHHH I am technically, like, peripherally? I watched some seasons of the show like two or three years ago and since then have simply absorbed all content through osmosis, reading fanfiction that has canon events, and my sister telling me about the arcs of her fav characters lmao

so a crossover hmmm

First of all you'd have to like, establish whether bnha is an alternate universe or just The Future If No Apocalypse with quirks being traced back to the descendants of the kids born without mothers

So let's say it's that - the glowing baby was the "first quirk" but the truth is people had powers before that. But - well, the Umbrella Academy was obviously a marketing gimmick to those in the future! There were even comics based on them

In the future, you might find some of those comics in museum exhibits dedicated to depictions of powers in the pre-quirk era, but they're just fun depictions and much less popular than, oh, DC or MCU comics which are also in the exhibits!

End of s2 doesn't happen I guess in this au?? No sparrow academy at least lmao. So, the Umbrella Academy stop the apocalypse (again) and the Commission threat is? Neutralized? Whatever. They decide to jump back to the future

Five warns them that time travel is a crapshoot, that he has no fucking idea when they'll land beyond some nebulous "future" because Five can at least control the direction if not exactly how long

Also, Five is like. Super tired. Incredibly tired. Homeboy still has a healing gut wound, time traveled twice, has been jumping all over the place, gotten even more injured, experienced paradox psychosis, and managed to undo time all in the space of like, two weeks. There actually more than that but we don't have time to get into how fucking tired Five is from his ~Month of Hell

Like genuinely this is like putting someone almost delirious from lack of sleep in the driver's seat of a car and expecting to get to your destination in one piece

But hey, the siblings are like "do it uwu" and Five has sacrificed everything for them already so why not get behind the wheel again

So Five jumps them, and of course something goes wrong because Five has pushed his powers like a great big rubber band and honestly it was only a matter of time before he lost his grip and it snapped back to hit him

So here be the umbrella academy: spilled out into the future like a cup of bad coffee.

Five probably isn't in too good of shape tbh, like they're hundreds of years in the future (but hey at least confirmation of no apocalypse am I right) in a world full of superpowers and Five is like. bleeding from his ears and nose probably idk

Let's handwave a little bit - Reginald made them all polyglots so the squad all speak varying levels of Japanese. Allison is the best at it, Five is second best but tends to use more archaic words bc he had missions in Japan back when he was with the commission, and Klaus is third best.

(Ben is the worst bc he decided when he was 16-and-dead that he didn't have to do anything regarding lessons and maintenance and hasn't given a shit since - but also he's dead so)

So you have a bunch of weird adults with a bleeding child in like, an alley who have appeared from nowhere

so of course heroes get involved

Anyway, the squad get taken in and Five is conscious but like, barely? And he's not going to let himself get separated from his siblings again fuck-you-officer and there is a lot of confusion

anyway detective tsukauchi ends up getting involved and ends up having to hear this batshit story and be like "...truth." which sends all kinds of people scrambling because fucking time travel? Like yeah, it's been theorized to be a possible quirk but there's no recorded cases of any sort of time travel that is for more than 24 hours let alone hundreds of years

"I'm an adult." Five says sourly, "I just happened to be returned to my 13 year old body when I time traveled one time."

"True." Tsukauchi says, feeling his soul leave his body, but like. absently. the way he does when he's called in at 2am after getting off of work at midnight.

"I'm 58." Five says.

"Lie." Tsukauchi says, because this is a headcanon hill I will die on.

"I'm probably 58, but it was hard to keep track. I'm at least 50." Five corrects.

"True." Tsukauchi sighs like these six (seven? they keep referring to another sibling and Klaus said 'ghost' like that was fine and it registered as true and Tsukauchi is not nearly paid enough for this) are not giving him a migraine by just existing

on the bright side there's like, probably protocols in place for individuals who are Legally Chronologically Adults but thanks to quirks are Not Physically Or Not Mentally Adults with tests to determine if the individual needs a guardian or not

though i'm gonna be honest idk if Five would pass the test bc he literally cannot take care of himself at all, has never paid taxes or understands how to exist legally, and also his emotional maturity is stunted as all hell. also like. we don't actually know how much being in his thirteen-year-old body affects his mental state but yeAH Five is vibing

anyway Tsukauchi probably phones a friend on this bullshit because Time Travel Child alone is probably enough for the Hero Commission to be like "find a way to control and use it or nuke it from orbit" and that's not even touching whatever the fuck Klaus is doing (shit gets real once 'dead men tell no tales' stops being true) let ALONE Allison's whole deal

on the bright side like, at least Vanya isn't getting side-eyed that much bc Big Destructive Quirks aren't exactly unknown? if vanya wanted to i guess quirk suppressors exist for that until extensive training on how to control a super powerful quirk happens

Tsukauchi in the group chat: Aizawa please I am literally begging you to take this bullshit on

Aizawa: in this economy? with my class?

RatGod: lol we'll take them ;3c

Aizawa: no

Anyway they probably end up having to live at UA while Five insists on trying to get them home still and everyone else is like "oh hey we used to be child soldiers as well! (:" and Aizawa is like "i hate everything about this and everything about all of you but also like nedzu is making me interact with you so :/"

nedzu is out here vibing like "lol i just don't want the hero commission to get their little paws on these time traveling fuckers, i think you should make then teaching assistants or something"

honestly the siblings are probably like. figuring out how to function in the bnha universe and getting like, legally registered and stuff while Five ferally refuses bc that's like saying he's giving up on getting them home and he can do this

Recovery girl tries to heal him a little when he arrives and he passes out for two weeks like, immediately bc homeboy is running on fumes and spite at this point

also i think on principle it would be REALLY FUNNY if the squad got to tag along with the class bc like. Five is thirteen and the class are all 15. this does not sound like a large age gap. anyone who has interacted with teenagers know that the class would squint at Five and be like "who is this sassy lost middle schooler."

I feel like when I was a sophomore we were still like "freshman... babie" even though we were literally only one year older.

i think the difference between the umbrella academy and school kids would be pretty funny like. objectively the bnha kids are lowkey child soldiers?? like they're 15 and fighting villains but like, there's all this red tape and laws and stuff but,,, deku still be breaking his limbs in a child fighting ring against equally superpowered children for like. entertainment and sponsorships sooo

but also like Five would be like "oh cool when is the experimentation class"

"the what"

"you know, when your powers are pushed real hard by putting you in different terrible situations while your dad and sibling stand by with clipboards writing down the exact voltage it takes before you can't use your powers anymore when being electrocuted"

"hound dog's office is right there. therapy is available to you at any time. i need you to know this."

all might calls Luther "my boy" like one (1) time and Luther just breaks down crying probably because he is starved for positive attention

klaus and midnight get along like a literal house on fire, aizawa tried his best to keep them apart for as long as possible but god damn

(klaus: your name is shimura nana??

all might: immediately dies choking on blood)

i feel it absolutely necessary to point out that aizawa, present mic, and midnight are all like, 30? and the umbrella academy are all between 29-early 30s? they are PEERS but like. the umbrella academy are more chaotic due to childhood trauma

the umbrella academy probably get offered to like. also train to be heroes. i mean,, there HAS to be some sort of track for people who change careers right?? you don't have to cement your future as a hero when you're 15 i'm sure there must be something and the squad already have experience if they want to go be legal heroes

diego probably does at least?? diego just vibes honestly. diego gets momo to make knives during a team exercise and they just go feral on everyone else and it ends with diego highfiving momo and someone getting way to close to being stabbed for comfort

Five might just be. legally enrolled as an Actual Student? But also i think it's funny to picture the entire squad just. all in the back of the classroom with luther trying to fit into a high school desk as they take notes on the laws of The Future surrounding heroics

every word out of the umbrella academy's mouths just make everyone more concerned on principal but like, five and klaus are probably the worst offenders. Klaus just says whatever comes to mind with no filter and Five doesn't get what people would consider to be abnormal anymore like

Five: yeah our dad bought us when we were babies and experimented on us throughout our childhood in order to make an elite team of child soldiers superheroes, it happens

Todoroki: ...have you heard of quirk marriages?

izuku probably has an aneurism bc he's is the only person who might recognize them from the comics because you know ya boy extensively researched the idea of heroics in pre-quirk eras (batman was an inspiration alright???) and might dredge up a memory of a less popular comic series

Five: I can time travel but it is very hard, which is why we are hundreds of years in the future. And why I look like a child.

Kaminari: so are you a kid or not?

Five, serenely: whatever is most convenient for me at any given moment

Mina: hell yeah game the system

they have a brief lesson on astronomy and Luther raises his hand like "ooh! i was isolated on the moon for four years and did SO MUCH research" and then just gets up and starts infodumping like way too much information on the moon

Izuku sitting there like "damn if quirks hadn't popped up we could have achieved so much in terms of space travel. please tell me more giant man who lived in pre-quirk era."

Vanya finds out about the quirkless and is like "oh mood that genuinely sounds like my childhood, being ordinary in a house full of extraordinary people, and then i found out that i did have powers but only much later in life after i had already been emotionally scarred by the experience"

deku: vanya we have so much in common

iida and uraraka: concerned noises

aizawa: hound dog. therapy with hound dog for all of you.

there's probably some conflict with like, the hero commission wanting to get their hands on the time travelers?? but probably especially five and klaus as a) time travel and b) ghosts (the hc def has bodies they would like to stay buried)

five has a pavlovian reaction to anything with 'commission' in the name and hates them on site, probably plays into his age in order to become a ward of UA or something to protect him from the commission a little bit.

(this makes nedzu Five's legal guardian. aizawa has his resignation papers all prepped in a drawer marked 'in case of emergency' but let's be real, if nedzu wants to take over the world aizawa should probably be on the rat-bear's side of things :/)

five: ah, i do recall the inhumane experimentation that we were subjected to

nedzu, who was experimented on: haha same hat! want me to dig up the location of reginald hargreeves's remains so you can spit on them?

klaus: nah no worries we dumped them out in the courtyard unceremoniously like, a while back. how long ago varies for each of us because of time travel!

luther: you said hound dog's office was down the hall and to the right?

on the bright side, Luther probably feels like. way less self conscious about his body, partially bc of his fighting and all that in the 60s but also bc !! now he genuinely doesn't feel like a freak. no one even gives him a second glance. one of the teachers looks like a slab of cement with a face. gang orca looks Like That. there is literally a student with an entire bird head and goth aesthetic. Luther does not stick out at all

allison and shinso bond over having "villainous" voice-based quirks

allison and shinso having worn muzzles at some point in their youth as punishment 🤝

aizawa probably helps train vanya as well with the whole, being able to erase a world ending quirk safely thing he's got going on which makes for a very nice safety net

i don't think vanya would want to be a hero at the end of things though. maybe the assistant teacher in the music class or something?? all vanya wants is to be able to not end the world

i feel like as time goes by, five brings up trying to get home less and less. part of that is because like,,, genuinely what do they have to go back to?? Allison has Claire, but like. I'm 100% sure the first thing she did in the future was try track down Claire's records and found out Claire was like. fine. became an adult, had a family, probably became the ancestor of the first "quirked" kids who officially popped up after light baby. had a good life, died at an old age etc. etc.

they start settling into the bnha world with like, "we can always hop aboard the five express into where the fuck ever" as a plan Z if things go completely pear shaped (again)

i'mma be real, five himself doesn't give a fuck as long as there is a) no apocalypse and b) his family is alive. Like that's it. His bar is so incredibly low and yet his life keeps fucking trying to limbo under it

i just think it would be funny to have like, Five trying to get along with his "peers" and make friends while the siblings do the same but like, in the staff room

also think it would be funny for five to just walk into the staff room and get coffee occasionally.

a teacher: why is a student in here -

Five, sipping coffee: i'm an adult

nedzu like "what kind of guardian would i be if i didn't teach my new son all the tunnels around ua so he can pop out wherever"

five like "hey new dad can i put stashes of supplies all around ua of weapons, money, food, and other assorted things that might be useful if one needed to fight or make a run for it" and nedzu is like "haha just put your list of what supplies you want in your go bags on my desk and i'll critique it later!"

anyway a bnha/tua crossover would be incredibly chaotic but probably very funny

#long post #far tua long #tua bnha crossover #what kind of disaster is this #there are so many characters in bnha to even consider #there is no more apocalypse so five either chills the fuck out or his paranoia ramps up to an eleven #or both! #five teleporting into nedzu's office like: hey i wrote a 52 page potential contingency plan for if x happens #and nedzu is like 'wonderful!' and gives it back to five the next day with corrections and critiques in red ink #klaus ben and ghost!nana get along like a house on fire even if she keeps telling klaus that he's too skinny #ben: klaus is an absolute fucking idiot with zero braincells #nana nodding sagely while looking at all might: ah yes i know the exact type #diego and snipe become absolute bros like ride or die because why not #luther gets positive reinforcement and goes to therapy #also thirteen listens patiently to luther infodumping about space because i think that would be nice #five is either like 'i'm only thirteen uwu' or 'i'm fifty eight' and there is nothing in between - only what is most convenient #i feel like kaminari and mina vibe with five's brand of chaos #iida doesn't know whether to murder five for being a gremlin and disobeying so many rules or to be respectful bc five is technically old #aizawa is SO TIRED y'all #aizawa thinks vanya is going to be the good hargreeves but PSYCHE all the hargreeves are equally chaotic in different ways #five calls nedzu 'dad' for the sole reason that it makes every teacher and/or hero in earshot cringe in automatic fear #klaus also calls nedzu dad because he just thinks it's funny #five and nedzu have similar coping mechanisms so they vibe but nedzu also vibes with klaus's sense of chaotic humor #five gets talked into healthier coping mechanisms by way of 'keeping his cover' or 'preventing the hc from getting their hands on you' #aka five is not allowed to drink alcohol #five HAS gone to midnight and been like 'hey teach knock me the fuck out my brain is working overdrive and i need to not be awake anymore'

[nothinghcppens]

small talk- pietro maximoff

part 2

part 1 here

masterlist

pair: pietro maximoff x female!reader

summary: after being apart of the team of super soldiers that hydra experimented on, y/n was one of the successful experiments and had been released to the world. the winter soldier and the siren had become the most prolific assassin duo in the world. but what happens when they get taken in by the avengers? what happens when she meets a particularly fast superhero with an attitude?

warnings: swearing, mentions of trauma, alcohol, kissing but like only that, minor sexual jokes

a/n: hi !! i just wanted to say thank you so much for all the love and support of part 1 of small talk and bad liar omg <3 i also wanted to add a taglist to future fics so let me know if you want added it! make sure to specify if you want to be added to the marvel or the harry potter one bc i have a harry potter fic in the works rn! also i’m gonna write a part three that’s just cute bc i want to keep writing this character heheh

“wake up!” splash.

the feeling of cold water hitting your face shocked you awake and you sat up with a gasp. trails of blue flashed from beside your bed and out the door, the clang of a bucket hitting the floor. “pietro maximoff. i am going to kill your speedy ass!” you shouted, jumping out of bed. not even caring that you were only in a t-shirt and shorts, you chased after him, following the blue light.

the trails stopped eventually, and so did you. you glanced around, listening for any sign of him. you crept over to one of the couches and grabbed a pillow as a weapon. “where are you?” you called, i’m a sing-song voice.

you walked around the room, “come on, don’t hide from me now.” the faint sound of his breathing was heard along with the dripping water from your hair and t-shirt. you followed the sound of his shallow breaths to the island in the kitchen. you dropped the pillow, climbed up on the island and crawled across it before swung your head over the edge, in front of his. “hey there.

he gasped, “shit.” you flipped your hair back up and sat back on your knees. pietro stood up and turned to face you before bursting into fits of laughter.

“i don’t know what’s funny.” you mumbled, glaring up at him.

“yes you do, you look ridiculous.” he huffed between laughs.

“i won’t look ridiculous when i’m putting a bullet through your head.” you spat.

“calm down, love. it’s only a bit of fun.” he said.

“i was sleeping piet!” you protested. you moved your legs so that they were dangling off the edge.

“okay, i’m sorry. i’m sorry!”

“you better be. i’ll get you back though.”

he stepped forward and leaned his hands on the island, on either side of you. “will you, yeah?”

his head was an inch away from yours, you could feel his breath against your face. you saw his eyes drift from your eyes to your lips and back up again. he leaned in slightly and your breathing quickened. “what’re you doing?” you whispered.

“what do you think i’m doing?” he replied in the same hushed tone.

“something you should’ve done a long time ago.” you leaned in towards him, lips almost touching.

“good morning!” cap announced, walking into the kitchen, looking at his phone. you two broke apart quickly, pietro speeding and grabbing you a glass of orange juice and ten occupying himself by looking at something in the cupboard.

“hey cap.” you croaked, voice uneasy from the nerves coursing through your body. “morning steve.” pietro greeted, closing the cupboard and standing next to you on the counter. steve didn’t look up from his phone and didn’t notice your wet hair and clothes

“how’s our newest recruit?” he asked as he grabbed a mug from one of the shelves.

“steve, i’ve been here for like 6 months!” you complained.

he put the mug in the coffee machine and pressed a few buttons, “and? you’re still the newest.”

“might be the newest but i could still take you down old man.”

“don’t get too cocky kid, i think pietro’s rubbing off on you.”

“ew i’d rather go back to being tortured than be like him.” you joked.

“how dare you! you know you love being around me.”

you made fake gagging noise and steve let out a laugh. he finally turned around and looked at you two for the first time this morning.

“oh- uh y/n? what happened, why are you soaked?” he asked, averting his eyes from you. your eyes widened in realisation that you were wearing little-to-nothing in front of your captain and your t-shirt was clinging to your body.

“pietro is a dick is what happened.” you said, pushing yourself off the table. “if you’ll excuse me, i’ll go make myself decent.”

“you look decent all the time, love!” pietro called after you as you began to leave the kitchen. you swivelled round and flipped him off with both hands before leaving the room.

———

“do you remember when-“ you let out a giggle and pointed at bucky, “when we had to kill those french agents and you-“ another laugh, “you fell over a wall! god i mean because my brain was mush i couldn’t laugh but looking back on it that shit was hilarious!”

you and the team were recalling old missions gone wrong, with the assistance of alcohol obviously, and you were telling a story about you and bucky- much to his dismay.

“i didn’t fall.” he protested, taking a swig from the bottom of beer in his hand.

“so what happened then? did the sidewalk just crumble?” you questioned, laughing loudly. the rest of the team sat observing the interaction, large smiles across all their face. pietro sat to your left with his arm around your shoulder, a drink in his other hand.

“okay. maybe i did fall.” bucky mumbled causing a roar of laughter from everyone. “but, remember how we were running through a forest in, where was it again?-“

“bulgaria.” you said, already knowing where this was going.

“bulgaria! yes. and it was raining so it was super muddy and you got suck in the mud!” he laughed.

“you left me there! i had to drag myself out.” you complained.

“well we had a mission to complete! you would’ve done the same.”

you rolled your eyes, “you’re right. i would have.” you felt pietro laugh from beside you and you smiled at him. “time for a refill.” you announced, pushing yourself up off the sofa. you wandered to the kitchen and took the bottle of wine on the table and poured some into your glass. due to the alcohol already in your system you spilled a little on the counter, “shit.” you muttered.

“need some help there?” pietro asked.

“i can pour wine myself thank you very much.” you retorted.

“i think the table disagrees.” he chuckled.

“shut up.” you groaned. pietro sped from the door to grab a towel and stopped behind you. he reached over your shoulder and wiped the spilled wine up. his breath was hot against your neck. you turned around, wine glass in hand, and looked up into his eyes. his hands remained on either side of you.

“this is the second time we’ve ended up here.” he mumbled.

“good observation, captain obvious.” you teased. pietro rolled his eyes and huffed out a laugh.

pietro took his right hand and tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear, staring into your eyes. he kept his hand on the side of your head and leant in slightly for the second time in the past week. your breathing deepened and your heart was thumping against your chest. you tilted your head up towards his head and your lips were almost touching, just as they were a few days ago

“y/n! can you get me a whiskey before you come back?!” tony called from the other room.

pietro groaned in frustration and pulled away from you, tilting his head up. “i’m going to kill those avengers.”

“good luck with that speedy.” you said, tapping his chest lightly.

he stepped away from you, letting you leave his embrace to get tony a drink. after pouring him a glass of whiskey and grabbing your glass of wine, you and pietro entered the room filled with your team. his hand was placed in the small of your back, guiding you back to the sofa.

you handed tony his drink and he smiled at you, “thanks kid.”

pietro sat on the couch and you flopped down beside him, his arm resuming its place of around your shoulder. you swung your legs up and across pietro’s legs, earning a few looks from nat and clint. they looked at each other and raised their eyebrows with a smirk.

steve and bucky were telling a story of a party they went to in the 40s and how bucky had to drag him to dance with these girls they met. you took a sip of your drink and noticed pietro’s eyes glancing at your lips, “want a sip?” you asked, smirking because you knew that’s not what he was looking at.

he pushed his tongue against the inside of his cheek and sighed, “watch it, y/l/n.”

“oooooooh we’re on last name terms now?” you teased, smiling.

“yeah if you keep pissing me off we will be.”

“don’t be so easy to piss off.” you replied.

he leaned over and whispered in your ear, “cant help it. i’m frustrated.”

you pushed out your bottom lip in an overdramatic pout, “boohoo.”

tony then shot forward in his seat and clapped his hands together, “tomorrow you two,” he said, pointing at you and bucky, “are gonna have a little fashion show, i’ve been working on some suits for you guys and i need your input.”

“wait really?” you asked.

“yup. i’m not having you two going on missions in your hydra gear.” he explained.

“shit, thanks tony.” bucky replied.

“where’s my suit?” pietro questioned.

“you’ll get on eventually. your girlfriend is just a little more improtant.”

“i was here first.” he protested.

“girlfriend?” you asked at the same time.

“wait your turn, turbo.” tony said.

pietro scoffed and everyone laughed at the interaction.

nat stretched her arms behind her head and yawned, “alright losers, i’m going to bed.”

“yeah, me too.” clint added.

eventually everyone had made their way upstairs and all that was left was you, tony and pietro.

“okay. what’s going on here?” tony asked, wagging his finger between you guys. pietro’s hand was now resting on your leg which was still across his.

“nothing.” you said.

“uh huh? yeah that bullshit doesn’t work on me kiddo.”

“piet, sure nothing has happened.” you glanced at him and a look of annoyance crossed his face.

“yeah stark. nothings happened.” he replied through gritted teeth.

“well if anything does happen, stay safe.” he winked at you two, “and if you hurt her, speedy, she’ll probably hurt you back worse.”

you laughed, “hell yeah i will.”

“oh i know you will.”

“goodnight .” tony said as he stood up from his chair and left the room.

you swung your legs off pietro and stood up, “well goodnight piet.” a smirk grew across your face as you began to walk away.

“nope.” he stated, grabbing your wrist and turning you back around. he pulled you onto his lap so you were straddling him, legs on either side of him. he placed his hand on the back of your neck and pulled your head towards his before crashing your lips onto his.

the kiss was heated, after being denied it twice before. your hands moved from his shoulders to the back of his neck and his moved to your waist. his fingers dug into your hips causing you to moan slightly, he took this opportunity to intertwine his tongue with yours.

eventually you broke apart, both gasping for air. you placed your forehead against his and closed your eyes.

“you don’t understand how long i’ve wanted to do that.” he muttered.

“worth it?” you asked, teasing him.

“nope.” he joked.

you leaned back and glared at him, “you bitch.” you leaned in and kissed him again, running your fingers through his hair and pulling it slightly. he groaned against your lips and you smiled through the kiss, enjoying the effect you had on him.

pulling away for the second time, you both had content smiles on your faces. you leaned your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes, “you’re comfortable.”

he let out a hearty laugh, “thank you?”

“it’s a compliment, i could sit here forever.”

suddenly you were no long sitting on top of him, you were being picked up and whisked through the building. your hair blew around until you stopped and were in your room. “what just happened?”

“i’m tired and the couch didn’t seem good to sleep on.” he explained.

“woah, woah, woah. who said you’re sleeping in my room?”

“i did.” he stated. using his powers he stripped himself down to his underwear and jumped on your bed, under the covers.

“i regret kissing you. you’re a pain in the ass.” you complained.

“and you called me a bitch?!” he exclaimed.

you rolled your eyes and grabbed your pyjamas that were at the foot of your bed and walked to your bathroom.

“where are you going?” he asked.

“getting changed, i don’t want you watching.”

you closed the door to block out his protests and quickly got ready for bed.

“hurry up.” pietro called.

“stop complaining or i’m going to sleep on the couch.” you replied, opening the door and leaning against the doorframe. pietro was sat with his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes raked over your body and a small smirk grew on his face. “eyes up here pretty boy.”

he laughed and pulled back the cover before patting the spot next to him, signalling for you to join him. you shuffled over and slid into the bed. pietro wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close.

“so much for the whole tough super soldier act, you’re a softie at heart, aren’t you love?” he muttered in your ear.

“anymore of that and i’ll suffocate you in your sleep with this pillow.” you replied, closing your eyes and relaxed into his embrace.

“no you won’t. you’re too soft.” he teased.

“pietro. i’m warning you.” you yawned, “i don’t care how good looking you are i will kill you.”

“good looking huh?”

“fuck off and go to sleep.” you spat.

“sweet dreams, y/n.” he said with a small laugh.

“yep they won’t be about you.” you murmured, before dozing off to sleep.

———

“i knew it!” nat squealed. you squeezed your eyes close and then opened them, blinking rapidly. pietro lay behind you with his arm draped over your waist. he groaned against your neck and looked over his shoulder at the team standing at the door.

“piet what’s going on?” you grumbled, too tired to sit up and look for yourself.

“so when did this happen?” cap asked.

you finally turned over and sat up, seeing everyone stood in your room. “what the fuck? get out my room you creeps!” you shouted, grabbing the pillow behind your head and throwing it towards them.

“oh come on kid, when did it happen?” he repeated.

“none of your business steve.”

“we’re not leaving until we find out.” clint added.

“you’re awfully quiet little brother, nothing to add?” wanda said.

“i cant believe this.” you muttered, lying back down.

“last night, happy? but all we did was kiss okay, nothing else.” you explained.

“yet.” pietro stated. you elbowed him in the stomach and he winced at the impact.

“so are you two together now?” nat asked.

“well we haven’t had the chance to speak about it because you guys ruined our morning!” you exclaimed.

“what’s going on?” bucky asked, rubbing his eyes. he peered in over everyone and laughed, “nevermind.”

it seemed that pietro had had enough too so he sped out of bed and pushed everyone outside the room, closed the door and locked it. “much better.” he said.

you heard the murmurs of everyone outside, “use a condom!” clint shouted. footsteps retreated from your door as everyone left to go about their day.

“i’m moving out i can’t live here anymore.” you groaned.

“it’s not that bad, you’ve got me.” he said, crawling back onto the bed and lying on top of you. you wrapped your arms around his head and played with his hair.

“so are we like together now?” you asked, mocking natasha’s previously asked question.

“would you like that?” he asked.

“god no.” you joked, “obviously dumbass.”

he lifted his head up and leaned in to kiss you.

“nope. you’ve not brushed your teeth.”

#quicksilver x reader #pietro maximoff x reader #pietro maximoff imagine #pietro x reader #pietro maximoff #quicksilver #mcu fanfiction #marvel cinematic universe #marvel imagine #marvel

[trampohlena]

Okay, so after last night’s episode I would just like to say that Supercorp IS Endgame. I’d also like to point out the various reasons as to why Kara and Lena are not only soulmates but true twin flames.

For those reading this post who have never heard of the term twin flame: “A twin flame is your own soul, shared across what appears to be two physical beings. It’s one soul, split into two bodies.” -Google’s definition.

For those who are spiritually inclined and have a proclivity for indulging esoteric philosophies; Lena and Kara are ABSOLUTELY twin FUCKING flames 🔥🔥🔥!!

Here are the reasons why:

1. Their drastically different childhoods that resulted in remarkably similar trauma.

Both Kara and Lena have experienced great loss throughout their life. Both mourned the death of their parents, and life as they knew it, at a very early age. Both were shipped off to a foreign land, forced to leave behind everything they knew, in hopes for a brighter/safer future.

Albeit, Lena got the shorter end of the stick in regards to unconditional love, but both were given a second chance and a new start...and yet, they still never fit in, or felt like they truly belonged.

Although they individually have dealt with said trauma in different ways (Lena by pushing away those who try to get too close, and Kara by holding on tightly to those she holds dear) both of their actions are motivated by the same subconscious fear that they HAVE never and WILL never TRULY belong. All while yearning for a sense of “home”.

2. They are opposite reflections of each other; true “mirror souls”, if you will.

Physically, aesthetically, economically, and emotionally—they are complete “mirrors” of one another.

Kara is strong, physically powerful, cut from marble, all hard edges and sharp lines—except for her face. Lena is clearly not as physically powerful, she is soft, all curves, and exudes the grace of the Devine feminine energy—except for her face, which is hard edges and sharp jaw lines. You see what I’m saying?

Aesthetically and economically go hand in hand of course. Lena’s exorbitant wealth is evident in her high-end designer appearance; whereas Kara’s aesthetic is more humble and grounded, and prioritizes comfort over “fashion”. (Let’s admit it. Some of Kara’s fashion choices have been questionable. She clearly rocks the chinos and button-downs better than anything else in that eclectic closet of hers she refuses to come out of 😏)

Emotionally...oh honey. Do I need to say more? I won’t say much but I will say this: Kara is the sun and Lena is the moon. They compliment each other in a way that ensures the world keeps turning.

3. Their individual strengths are the other’s individual weakness and vice versa.

Goes along with the aforementioned “opposite reflection” point above but I’ll expand a bit further in regards to their specific personality traits.

Lena is predominately analytically driven, whereas Kara is emotionally driven. Lena is good in crowds, Kara is not (overwhelmed). Lena is introverted, Kara is extroverted. Lena is detail oriented and has the memory of an elephant, Kara is clumsy and as forgetful as a Pisces (but hey, she has a lot on her plate and barely any free time to balance it). Lena eats like a rabbit-bird-hybrid and Kara eats like a garbage disposal. Kara loves giving and receiving hugs and other forms of physical affection whereas Lena does not (UNLESS it’s from Kara, of course). Etc. Etc. you get the picture.

4. Now this one is the DEAD GIVEAWAY. Undeniable, irrefutable PROOF that Lena and Kara are twin flames.

They are LITERALLY completing what is know as the Twin Flame Journey or the Twin Flame Union.

The stages of Twin Flame Union are roughly as follows:

1. Yearning for “the one”. I think every human being that believes in love experiences this whether it’s throughout their entire life, or only their adult life until they meet this person but yeah. You get it. Kara has always wanted that “Wapow!” moment.

2. Glimpsing/meeting “the one”. Whether it’s only for a short moment, an extended meeting, or perhaps merely locking eyes with them as you pass each other by...you feel immediately connected. There is an instant soul recognition when meeting them, so much so that you could have sworn you’ve met them before or that it’s as if you’ve known each other your whole lives.

Remember when Kara met Lena? And she was gaga-eyed over Lena? Or when Lena felt so comfortable around a new acquaintance that she granted an almost stranger unbridled access to her office? Or how about when Red Daughter flew to America (the country she was taught to hate), with no recollection/memories of Kara’s relationship with Lena (again, the woman she was taught to hate), all because she felt PULLED to do so. And then when she did meet Lena she looked at her and practically drooled over her as if Lena was a double XL cheeseburger with extra special sauce from Big Belly Burger? Like, biiiitch 👀

3. Falling in love. Need I say more? Fine, again, I will. You CANNOT tell me that there is no way in hell that these two morons are anything BUT in love with each other. That’s a lot of double negatives and I appplogize so let me reiterate for clarification: THEY ARE IN LOVE AND YOU CAN’T CHANGE MY MIND!

And at this point is it so freaking BEYOND platonic love, the show cannot explain it away or sweep it under the “just close friends” rug. No. Kara used her Fifth Dimensional Wish (she literally could have wished her entire planet didn’t explode) and she said “make Lena not mad at me, I’m sad 😔” 👀. Mmmkay. Not to mention Lena picking Supergirl over Jack, her former lover. Or the plethora of other times Lena chose Kara/Supergirl over everyone else she knew. Mmkay.

4. The fairytale relationship/friendship. Lena has finally found someone she can depend on, be vulnerable with, support her without judgement, trust with her life etc. and Kara has finally found a true best friend, not her sister, not Kenny who she didn’t realize was her best friend till after he passed? And now he’s not dead?? But her one true best friend that she felt she didn’t need to be neither Supergirl, nor Kara Danvers, but rather Kara Zor-El around (despite Lena not knowing that little tidbit of information).

They were each other’s best friend. Each other’s person. They were happy.

5. Outer Turmoil and Inner Purging—Supergirl and Lena fight. Lena still does not know that Kara is indeed Supergirl and does not pick up on the brewing tension between herself and Kara.

Kara of course is riddled with guilt and her relationship with Lena becomes strained. This outer turmoil creates inner purging by bringing out negative traits in each other. I.E. Lena hiding kryptonite and also Kara asking James to spy on her. Shit gets messy but they still try to make it work.

6. The Runner and the Chaser/Separation Stage—Tensions mount between the two and Lena FINALLY learns about Kara’s secret. And she has a choice to make. So what does she do? She runs. Not physically but emotionally. She completely withdraws from not only Kara and their friends but also withdraws from herself.

She literally experiences cognitive dissonance and becomes someone she is not. Someone other people made her believe she was on the inside, even though Kara knows that it isn’t. And so, Kara chases her.

Lena becomes the runner and Kara becomes the chaser as they navigate this separation stage.

Continuously running and continuously chasing.

7. The Surrender and dissolution stage—they’re fucking done. They’re tired. They’re exhausted physically, mentally, and emotionally after all the bullshit they put each other through as well as all the bullshit Lex and the Phantom Zone put them through.

They come to an impasse in regards to Lex and realize the only way to defeat him is to work together, as a team. (El Mayarah anyone?)

They surrender to their emotions and to each other as their egos dissolve and their souls expand after having learned invaluable life lessons. The major one being: THEY CANNOT LIVE HAPPILY WITHOUT EACH OTHER!

8. The last stage that we have yet to see but we fucking better or else I’m gonna January 6 the CW studio building—“Oneness”.

This time, I’m not gonna say more.

So, in conclusion: Supercorp is Endgame because Lena Luthor and Kara Zor-El Danvers are the literal definition of a twin flame, soulmate connection. They are the same soul, manifested in two physical forms, for the sole purpose of expanding their soul’s consciousness.

They deserve to be happy, they deserve to be together. Not only does their union parallel some of the greatest love stories throughout history, i.e. Romeo and Juliet, Darcy and Bennet, Superman and Lois (duh) it would also break the curse of generational karma and illustrate to anybody who watches the show that the only person who defines who you are is YOU. Not a name, not a legacy, not society’s expectations, YOU. And most importantly of ALL...it would showcase that love truly does conquer all.

I rest my case.

TPTB, make Supercorp Endgame or kick rocks ✌️😘

Sincerely,

An empassioned fan with way too much time on her hands.

#supercorp #supergirl #lena luthor #kara danvers #welcome back kara #soulmate #twin flames #the cw

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CFC Chapter 54

“A crashing car?” Ahahahaha I see you, Meatbun. But it was indeed an utter pileup!

I know I commented on this passage in its various iterations eight billion times already but I still have more to say. And it’s that XQC taking so long to realize that even though HY is young, his emotions and feelings are as genuine and strong as those of anyone older is so realistic - people do tend to think that especially with regard to children - think of a reaction of an adult to a three year old crying over ice cream they dropped. It’s all amused even if not meanly so. Because to an adult with vastly more experience, this is not a big deal. But what that forgets is that whether it’s ridiculous to someone else or not, to the person at issue that is a real feeling, AND that of course a person can only feel through the lens of their experience - what else is there? Emotions aren’t any less valid because they are informed by lesser or different experience.

Honestly, to me so far this is one of the driving messages of the novel - everyone is in their own world of issues and pain and none of these characters can truly look through the lens of another person and it would be so much better if they did. To XQC, for so long, He Yu’s strong feelings (and we know so many of these feelings are awful - despair, and self-loathing, and loneliness) never quite felt real and therefore never quite felt fully valid. And by the time it wasn’t the case, it was too late.

But the same is true for He Yu - he is so concentrated on his own grievances and his own pain, he cannot perceive others’ different issues. In He Yu’s mind, he’s the winner and always champion of Misery Olympics and while he’s had a horrible time of it, that doesn’t mean other people didn’t either just in different ways. Whether because of his condition, his issues or just his age, HY is not empathetic in the least.

And think about it - XQC does not have a horrible illness. He does not have unfeeling parents. But he had to watch his beloved parents brutally murdered in front of his eyes at 13 (!!!!) and then had to raise a 5 year old by himself. Is it worse or better than HY’s trauma? That’s a matter of opinion but what there is no question about is that is a different type of trauma and a different type of scar. Or think about the patient in the asylum whose name I am too lazy to look up - her life is such a theater of horrors that to me, it makes the combined issues of HY and XQC seem small, though once again that’s subjective. Nobody wins when people start this sort of competition.

My heart breaks for XQC but also - I am sorry - if/when HY x XQC hook up again (how? I have no idea! But that is one of the joys of Meatbun - I both have no idea how/where it’s going and utterly trust her), please have He Yu read up and learn things because Good God. You should not be in major pain the morning after unless you are into pain and XQC clearly is not!

The other thing is the bit about XQC forcing himself to walk in his usual ramrod-straight manner is the moment I went utterly gone for him. I mean, I liked him and found him interesting before. But this is the thing that flipped that invisible switch for me and I went rabid and irrational and now I am Team XQC and I don’t care what he wants and does from now on, he should have it. It’s so small but so real. My mother and her mother were both big on straight posture. And one of the reasons they gave was when you walk with good posture - you look confident but also it makes you feel confident and stronger. And I’ve actually found it to be true - when you throw your shoulders back and straighten your neck and hold your head up, it does not just give others a signal, it gives a signal to your own brain. So to see XQC insist on doing it, despite being emotionally and physically shattered - because of his pride refusing to give up, because he’s so unbending, but also this being some sort of instinctive armor, just hits straight through the heart.

OK, I laughed at HY as a fucking machine. But also, this is another point in the whole “everyone has issues” narrative and HY’s life could be worse. HY, with all his other issues, can pay an insane amount, an amount that XQC could not pay in a million years, so easily. It’s not even a blip to him. Hell, the fact that he forgot to pay speaks to that - I can see forgetting to pay a friend a couple of bucks back right away because it’s not much money. HY forgets because it does not loom in his mind. And this rich lifestyle is instinctive, is ingrained in him. I think he’d find it hard to be poor.

THAT is what he’s thinking about? Priorities are...

The sole good thing that came out of this insanity is that XQC is getting in touch with his emotions, even if those emotions are (rightly) rage. He’s too closed off from them normally.

The fact that you slept with a man should be secondary to the fact that you drugged and raped him, but here we are...

To me, this sums up He Yu as a moral wasteland. To still, when sober and past his fit and not under influence of wine, to still feel excitement over his revenge and to somehow twist it that it’s XQC’s fault for being raped by He Yu is !!!!!!!!!

(I suppose if I were charitable, I’d assume that the disquiet is small stirrings of almost dead conscience and his “he deserved it” is an attempt to justify the unjustifiable to himself, but I honestly don’t want to think so because I am so angry at him. Not until I see some more evidence. I don’t feel like being indulgent with He Yu since he’s indulgent with himself enough for two.)

1. The fact that you can tell from the picture XQC got taken by a man (I am gonna defer to Meatbun’s expertise here) definitely points to the fact that the pictures are going to be used for something bad later - because if it’s just oh XQC had sex, so what, he’s single what’s the big deal. But like this it becomes a different matter. No idea if it will be used for HY or XQC or both, and by whom (money is on Duan and co, but after the way HY went off, I would never say HY himself won’t use it badly somehow) but knowing Meatbun, it will go for maximum damage.

2. Ruthless? Perhaps. Unfeeling? Hmmmm. I am not He Yu’s biggest fan atm but that’s a wonderfully misleading adjective here. He does still seem to be in shock. And fixating.

3. The whole “hahahaha XQC is a hypocrite when he was all ‘I am not interested in sex’“ is - I am not sure if HY is just short-circuiting (fine) or using a rapist justification/rolling in a sea of toxic toxicity (not fine) because I am sorry, that’s totally like “he/she had a reaction, can’t be rape” writ large. Yeah, sure he had a reaction - you poured drugs down his throat. That has nothing to do with his default preferences or his actual state. THE FUCK?!

Anyway, we end on the whole “u mad bro?” bit and you know what strikes me? HY was all “I am done, we are done, my revenge is complete I don’t care” but here he is, still desperately seeking and craving reaction and interaction from XQC.

I remain utterly puzzled as to how these two will ever be a couple except for a couple being defined as “two mutually homicidal people.” Leaving aside everything else, I am willing to accept HY is in the closet - clearly whatever his orientation is, it includes men. But I do not get that sense from XQC at all. When he’s not drugged, he’s barely interested in sex with anyone and I do not get the sense he’s in the closet either. Chances of anyone, let alone He Yu, who is both a man and someone who raped him to humiliate him, being able to entice him into sexual encounters voluntarily is about the chance of me going to visit Mars. Meatbun loves doing insane things so I can’t wait.

PS I know people use the term psychopath all the time casually but ummm, I think He Yu may actually be one? When he has his father (!!!) on speakerphone, calmly carrying a conversation with the man as he’s raping his father’s friend in the club as he talks (!!!!!) that is...in RL I’d be “team lock him up for life, there is something so basic broken in him that it can’t be fixed.” Like - the hell? The ability to put things on different shelves so much is not in the same country as sane (it makes me think of 2ha and TXJ banging CWN being the curtain while performing court business but TXJ was bona fide clinically insane and also this is worse because this is his actual freaking father omg.) Of course, only time will tell whether it’s evidence of him being irreparably incapable of normalcy in terms of living in the world/interacting with others or it was an extreme psychotic (in casual parlance not medical one) break because most people are capable of truly horrific stuff if certain levers are pushed and his default is saner. It’s the question, isn’t it? Whether He Yu’s factory default setting is the monster of the previous chapters or the kid who’d cut his wrists so as not to hurt others.

Anyway, this novel is a terrifying roller coaster ride and I love having strong emotions.

#cnovel #meatbun doesn't eat meat #case file compendium