#But look at Erick's face!!

[matchalovertrait]

The Medinas came back from a vacation at Sunset Valley! I guess Teodor was absolutely eager to bring the Alegrías a souvenir when everyone was already in bed (and right in the middle of Noemí and Erick's woohoo session).

#if look closely you can see the sweat on erick's face and shirt lmaooo #also weren't erick and noemi supposed to be talking about the video 🤨 #erick alegria #teodor medina #tjolc gen 1 #tjol challenge #tjolc #alegria legacy #matchalovertrait #joy of life legacy #ts4 gameplay #ts4 legacy #the sims 4 #sims 4 #ts4

[yeahthatsinteresting]

Erick Brian in '4Ever' (2023)

#erick brian #erick brian colon #erick brian colón #disney+ #4ever 2023 #4ever #disney plus #cnco #edit #gifset #gifs #he's absolutely gorg #look at his face really close it's just perfection #i've been a fan since 1930 #lol #but really #look at him

[justmyblogworld]

#erick brian colon #he looks kinda tipsy 😅 #i miss his face 😩

[musclefantasytf]

Ultrazise crhonicles: Little big help

Erick was a young, skinny boy, constantly teased by his peers for his small size. He desperately wanted to have a muscular body like the other boys, but no matter how hard he worked out, it seemed he couldn't make any progress.

After a grueling training, Erick staggered into the locker room, feeling exhausted and defeated, but he knew he had to shower before returning home.As he changed, he noticed a tall, muscular, hairy man walking into the locker room. Erick was puzzled by the size of the man and could not help staring at him.

The man surprised him looking at him and asked, "Why that long face, boy?"

Erick simply shrugged his shoulders and told him about his difficulties developing muscle. The man laughed between his teeth, and revealed his name as Henry and told Erick that he had faced the same problem in the past.

Curiously, Erick asked Henry how he managed to become so big, Henry laughed between his teeth and revealed that he used to have the same problem. But then he reached into his purse and pulled out a bottle labeled "Ultrazise."

""Take a sip of this and you will be well on your way to becoming like me," said Henry smiling, handing the bottle to Erick.

Erick's eyes opened with hope and despair. He enthusiastically took the bottle and took a sip. As soon as the liquid touched his tongue, he began to feel a burning sensation running through his body. His temperature went up and sweat dripped down his face. Suddenly, He watched in amazement as his height increased to match Henry's. His chest expanded into two large muscle masses, his shoulders became as large as cannonballs, and his neck became thicker, making his voice lower.The transformation didn't stop there. Erick's triceps and biceps tripled in size and his legs became strong muscular trunks.He felt the pressure build up in his lower regions, and looked down to see hid manhood grow into a thick, long shaft, tight against his underpants. His balls got bigger and heavier, causing discomfort.His buttocks swelled into a round, firm bubble, causing his underwear to stretch to the limit, causing his underwear to burst freeing him from his tight prison, his face became more masculine and a thick beard sprouted on it. He could feel the hair growing all over his chest, until it became a lush, wild area, creating a pathway to his pubic area. He even noticed a slight layer of hair on his newly formed bubble butt.

Breathing with emotion and disbelief, Erick stood in front of the mirror, admiring his new body. Henry patted him on the shoulder, congratulating him on finally becoming a real man. Erick was amazed at his new self, but his thoughts were interrupted when Henry suddenly grabbed and squeezed his ass. Gasping in surprise, Erick felt a wave of pleasure sweep through his body.

Without warning, Henry plunged his face into Erick's ass, making swirls with his tongue that gave him chills down his back. Erick groaned with pleasure, feeling sensations he had never experienced before. After pleasing Erick, Henry turned it around and closed their lips, sharing a passionate kiss.

Erick couldn't believe what was going on. Not only had he transformed into a muscular and attractive man, but he was also experiencing desires he didn't know he had. In a daze of excitement, he allowed Henry to lead him into one of the showers.

Henry pressed Erick against the wall and removed his underpants, revealing his enormous and throbbing cock. Without hesitation, Enrique inserting his huge, throbbing cock into Erick's tight, hairy hole. It was a mind-blowing experience for Erick,

making him scream with pleasure. As they moved together, Erick couldn't believe how good it felt to be full of such a big, hard cock. Henry was an expert, he got all the right points right and took Erick to the climax in no time.

Then they lay on the ground, sweaty and breathless. Henry kissed Erick's forehead and told him he was a real man now.

#gettinghairy #muscle transformation #male tf #muscle growth tf #musclegrowth #getting bigger

[delilahcalicocat]

can I request: Judgement Day are attacked by Uncle Howdy & his group. They surround Fem!Reader & it looks like they’re about to attack her but it’s revealed that Uncle Howdy has recruited Reader. This shocks The JD (especially Damian). Reader leaves with her new family & blows a kiss to Damian. Damian wishes he had revealed his true feelings sooner. Please and thank u!

A/N: Yes. Just Yes. I love this idea.

♡~Should've Said it..~♡

{Ratin: Fluff}

{Warnings: Crying, Feelings of regret, Swearing, Kissing}

{Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem!Reader}

You were standing in the ring with the rest of the Judgement Day, Your arm linked with Finn's as per usual.

Suddenly the lights cut out and everything went to black.. when they came back on, The Judgement Day realized, Uncle Howdy and Alexa Bliss were standing on the apron.

Damian, Finn, Dom and JD were quick to exit the ring.. leaving you in there alone..

As Howdy entered the ropes, you put on a face of faux shock..

He looked like he was going to Sister Abigail you. Only to stop and pull you into a hug.

Alexa Stood behind Howdy, as Erick, Braun, Joe Gacy and Dexter Lumis approach..

Howdy broke the hug and made you look at Damian, you blew a kiss to him before Erick, Braun, Gacy and Lumis went after The Judgement Day..

Alexa Bliss then hugged you, then the lights went out.

—————————— ⛧ ——————————

The Next week on RAW, you were seen in a therapy segment. You were speaking about your newfound self, until Damian came in. You seemingly snapped out of your trance.

Then Howdy came back in without a single word, you got up and left with Howdy.

You were also gifted a small plush kitten, you named Pluto. Since he had a yellow collar.

After the show, while on the way to your bus with Alexa.

You overheard Damian, Saying how he should've confessed his feelings towards you before this all happened.

"Y'know Finn? I really fucking missed my chance-" Damian Sobbed

"I really should-" "No.. Y/N, you stay with the shepherd." On the inside, you wanted to speak with Damian. But you were apart of Howdy's flock of sheep...

————————— ⛥ ———————————

On the Smackdown before Clash at the Castle, Howdy came out with you and Alexa to torment Finn and Damian.

Damian Only wanted you all to come to the ring...

"Go you two. I'm staying back." Howdy Ordered.

You and Bliss headed to the ring swiftly, you stood there on the rope.

Your gloves reading "Freedom" and "Reborn"

Just like Bliss' that read "Pain" and "Play"

Finn and Damian basically had tried to save Alexa, by becoming the Demon.. but Damian wouldn't awaken that...

"I'm sorry..." Damian said

Damian then kissed you, it was sincere..

You broke character for a moment to kiss him back, then got back into character and cracked him one.

Howdy watched in shock and Bliss backed off.

You now had a new story with WWE, you were apart of the herd for Howdy, but Damian could break that curse..

#wwe #wwe smackdown #fluff #wwe fanfiction #damian priest fanfic #damian priest x reader #wwe raw

[crossroadsdimension]

I had so much fun watching Vash figure himself out today.

Knives woke him up to his Plant powers, and the first thing he does when he's aware is punt Knives out of that higher reality, straight through "Rem's" face. (Yes, I'm calling the plant construct Rem; it's shaped like her, it makes the most sense.) Watching him get punted through the vines and out the building? Hilarious.

But seeing Vash effortlessly control his vines and pull them back in, using that super-intelligent brain of his to condense and turn the gate into something he could hold and carry out of the city to detonate elsewhere safely? Genius! There's the smart Vash from the manga that I remember! And watching him figure out how to fly with his space-flower wing? Beautiful! Sure, it isn't feathered like it is in the manga, but it's still his wing. His beautiful, gorgeous wing.

And his hair spiking up into the manga's and old anime's style because his Plant abilities were awoken?? GENIUS! I bet that whenever he goes full attack mode now his hair's gonna spike up like that (or maybe the next time he gets a haircut it's just gonna jump up, no hair gel needed).

Not to mention the Angel Arm. I wasn't expecting him to create that on purpose this time around, but considering that he's using it to expel the energy-gate his brother wants instead of Knives using Vash to wipe out a city (which was his base of operations this time), it makes complete sense.

And did you see the bullets? They're covered in Plant runes, like how Vash alters his bullets during his final fight with Knives in Maximum. I wouldn't be surprised if Vash is creating them himself, or at the very least altering the ones he has so that he can fight his brother on more equal footing.

And Vash is willing to take his brother on now, too! Look at that determination as he fights, unlike the fear and panic we saw in Episode 3!

He's more in-tune with what's going on, what Knives is trying to do, what he can do, and -- guess what?

Vash has chosen the side of humanity. He has figured out what side he stands on. Finally.

The query that was introduced to him in Episode 3 from Knives, and Episode 2 from Rosa, has been answered. Finally, Vash knows that he wants to help humanity stand on their own two feet, despite what they've done to the Dependents, despite what they've done to him.

He has too much compassion and love for the humans, instilled in him by Rem, to want to turn his back on us now. He knows our darkness, but he sees the light in us, too, and wants to believe that we can do better. And so he has settled here, against Knives despite his want to have Knives at his side with him, too.

Because Vash has so much love in his heart, and he wants to give it to everyone, while Knives has so much love in his heart for his brother alone. The kind of love that turns into an obsession.

And as much as Vash wants there to be a reconciliation between them...it doesn't look like that's gonna happen anytime soon.

And now he's Ericks, living a quiet life, potentially without his memories, and with the guilt of killing July...and Knives' declaration that Vash killed Nai, right before the beam of energy took him.

I betcha that Knives meant he stopped being Nai the instant Vash pointed a gun at him, and "killed" the idea of being that innocent little kid that Rem tried to raise. But we're not gonna get that answer anytime soon.

Although we will get an answer, I suspect. Because if I know my manga...Knives isn't dead. Nearly dead, certainly, but not dead enough to be dead.

Who's ready for Legato to be a little bitch next season?

#cross' rambling #trigun #trigun stampede #stampede spoilers #trigun maximum spoilers #vash the stampede #millions knives #character analysis #story analysis

[ero-heart]

Ok imagine main 4 meeting a retired!sheriff!reader but reader is a parent that's from Texas.

Reader was traveling to get to California with their two kids but the main 4 crash into your car since they thought you were sheriff as you try to defend your kids from them.

Let’s get into some action babyyy!! I actually don’t know how to write action very well so bear with me,, I hope you all enjoy it tho!

Also reader has a ex that shares custody with you cuz I need lore

Also your kids call you “wawa” as a gender neutral term for a parent and you WILL like it, wawa.

Cw: road accidents, violence, guns, mentions of orphaning

ROAD-TRIP

(Main 4 + retired sheriff reader)

(Mainly platonic but if you want to interpret as the start of something you are free to do so 😳)

You were driving home after picking up your kids from their mom, glad to find them safe and sound. Not because their mother was someone terrible but because the place she lived in was so dangerous, it’s considered the most unlivable state in the entirety of the US. Insane murder machines on the loose, zed outbreaks, multiple gangs and bandits that could take your life away if so pleased them (and their stomachs), not mentioning the GOL3MS,,, MAGS!!!! That was Nevada. Their mother is a fighter, she could protect them but if you had problems protecting lives as a sheriff OUTSIDE of Nevada, you feared that your ex might commit the same mistakes as you did. You don’t know how the sheriff over there has been keeping up, he did open a organization to help find resources for the citizens to survive, but it looks like the same shithole as always since Nexus first and second downfall.

The twins were sleeping right now, you take a deep breath, they were safe and there was nothing to worry about. You try and keep focus on the road, feeling a little sleepy, you should make a stop for some coffee, maybe the kids were hungry. As you were reaching for your map to find the closest roadside diner to your location, a truck pulled up beside you, you looked over to find a rifle pointed at you. You immediately hit the breaks, making your car out of shot as it fired.

“What was that wawa?”

You jolted as one of your kids asked, now awake.

“Nothing hon, nothing”

A loud “shit” could be heard at a distance and the truck took a heavy turn, now driving quickly at your direction.

“FF- DUCK,, duck duck duck duck”

You started driving backwards before turning the car around. You couldn’t believe you caught the attention of some psychos. Only in Nevada.

“Who are those??”

Your second kid asked as he looked through the back window.

“ERICK GET DOWN!!”

They immediately got back into their sit as you drove as fast as you could. But it was in vain, your perpetrators tailed your car, making you all jolt. Steps could be heard from the car’s ceiling, your face went pale when you saw it. Peeking upside down at your window, was the most dangerous man of Nevada. You frowned and drove your car in circles, trying to get Hank off of it as your kids whooped and cheered. But Hank kept persistent, he managed to break your window, the shards sticking on your skin as he squeezed himself into the car and wrestled you. Now, laying between the two car sits, you couldn’t see the road as this gigantic man tried to choke you.

“FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!!”

“YOU CAN GET THEM WA!!”

Your boys cheered you, you didn’t knew what to do to keep your babies from being orphaned. Like HELL you were keeping them alone with this psychopath. Wawa bear mode kicked in as you tried to kick this guy. But nothing seemed to make an affect on him, it was like he was a literal wall. He got closer to you and said,

“Harder.”

“UGHH FUCK OFF!!”

Hank laughed as the boys “ooooed” at your naughty word, you wanted to smash this guy’s head so bad. But Hank was at advantage, he pried his hands off of him and grabbed your throat. Your eyes widened, it looked like everything was in slow mo. You could feel the car moving wobbly, the sweat on your head, your hat falling off of your head and the breath of the man on top of you. You looked him deep in the eyes, you knew you had no escape, you couldn’t even scream for your kids to look away, his hands held you tight, with no space for words. Suddenly, Hank looses his grip, he looked at you closer.

“Huh..”

As you coughed and gasped for air, your boy spoke.

“Hey wawa lemme help you!”

A loud bang sound could be heard, the bullet traversed the car’s ceiling.

“MY PISTOL DODO HOW-“

The car hit a stop sign.

You only managed to stay in place because Hank was on top of you, your kids were saved by the sit belts, Hank was fine apparently. Right after that you were engulfed by airbags. Everything was quiet until you heard a vehicle stopping right beside you. Hank opened the car door and brought you by the back of your head with him, seat belt and all despite your protests.

“Hay Hank! You got hi-“

You were shoved in front of a guy, who looked just as confused as you.

“Does this look like the sheriff to you?”

“Uhhh”

The man pounders, still looking at you, his breath smelled strongly of cigarettes.

“Uhhh..yes?”

“You stupid fuck.”

Hank huffs as he drops you to the ground, tou slid on the ground, still connected to the seat belt, another man comes and whacks the visor guy’s head.

“You shithead, how did you fuck this up??”

“Tch you agreed it was him too!”

“You are insufferable.”

You freed yourself from the belt, and run to see your kids. When you opened their door, you could only see wide eyed balls of energy.

“This. Was. AMAZING!!!!!”

“CAN WE CRASH THE CAR AGAIN????”

As you attended to your children, the three men were discussing with each other how bad they fucked up. Sanford turns to see their accidental victim hugging their hyper kids and their now destroyed car, he feel a pang on his heart.

“Hey you think we should help them?”

“No.”

Sanford rolls his eyes at Hank.

“Like, we did terrorize this whole family and broke down their car”

“Nuh uh, that was Deimos”

“Hey!! First of all it was you who caused all the physical damages!”

Deimos retorted.

“That bump on the back side of their car does not look like my doing.”

Sanford ignored his coworker’s bickering and approached the family.

“Hey uhh, sorry for causing all of this trouble we kinda thought you were someone else.”

You only looked at him, face full of glass shards, neck bruised, heavy eye bags. You just looked at him. Sanford sighs before adding.

“Look uhh, you were close to the bother, you were planning on leaving huh? Look, your car in this condition can not get you anywhere,”

“No shit.”

“Yea heheh…” this is awkward damn “look we can get you a ride to the place you came from, we can get you a mechanic too to fix up your car! You seem like you need a fix too! We have a almost trustful medic back at our base that can help you!”

You take a deep breath, there wasn’t nothing you could really do anymore, trusting these freaks might be a bad idea. But if their intention was really to kill you, they would already have done so. You relented.

You were now on the back of the truck with the most hunted man of Nevada and your kids playing around with some boxes. The two men you learned were Sanford and Deimos, were on the front driving and blasting some popular 2000’s rock band. Yea you can’t wait for this day to be over.

“There you go! As good as new~”

You were now patched up by the S.Q’s doctor, M.D Skinner. You thanked him for helping you and also checking up your kids. Walking around, you find the trio with another person, they seem like they are being scolded.

“So let me get this straight. You followed the wrong guy, to the BORDERS OF NEVADA, crashed their car, now promised to pay the mechanic too?”

They all stay quiet, the only one disinterested was Hank.

“You already lost enough resources, i better find sheriff’s head on that table THIS WEEKEND, we need that money. Especially now. I won’t help with the debt you put yourselves on.”

The man turns around and walks almost straight onto you, he stops himself before anything happens.

“Ah so it’s you, I suppose you heard the conversation, I hope you don’t take it personally.”

“Eh, I actually understand.”

“Hmhum, I apologize for the trouble my men caused. Do you have anywhere to stay?”

“My ex actually live close by, we are in good terms, she can come pick me up.”

“Well that’s good, we will provide you a cellphone for you to contact them.”

You thank him and wait as you observe your boys climbing Deimos like a playground.

#reader insert #x reader #madcom x reader #madness combat project nexus #madness combat x reader

[matchalovertrait]

Let's go back home now.

Transcript:

Noemí, Erick, and Ángel: Dulce!!

Noemí: Mija, you did wonderful.

Erick: You were amazing.

Erick: Look at our baby girl.

Noemí: You must be so tired after all that! Let’s go home.

Dulce: Amá, Dad, how can you guys be so happy right now? I didn’t win.

Noemí: Dulce, that doesn’t matter. We’re glad you got to experience this wonderful opportunity. You came and gave it your all, so of course we’re beaming with pride.

Erick: [Gets down at Dulce’s eye-level] Sweetie, look at me. I know you’re upset, but it’s like what your mother said: This was an amazing opportunity. Not everyone got accepted, but you did. They saw something in you, and who wouldn’t? My daughter is phenomenal.

Dulce: I guess so.. huh? Thank you, everyone.

...

?: Excuse me, I don’t mean to interrupt.

Mia: Hello Mrs. and Mr. Alegria. I‘m Mia D‘Angelo-Ramirez, the main judge of Diced Junior. Your daughter is quite remarkable. Can I please have a quick word with her?

Noemí: Oh! Yes, please, go ahead.

Dulce: Oh, are you here to give me more advice?

Mia: No, only words of encouragement. I don’t want you to think we only said that nice stuff for the cameras. I snuck away from the table just now to let you know that I truly believe you’ll make it big in this industry.

Mia: I’ll be watching your career closely. Don’t let me down, alright? Be smart with your choices. I have to head back now.

Dulce: You got it.

#noemi alegria #erick wade #angel alegria #dulce alegria #mia d'angelo ramirez #matchalovertrait #alegria legacy #tjolc gen 1 #tjolc #NOEMIIII I MISSED SEEING YOUR BEAUTIFUL FACE FOR 2 WEEKS 😔😔😔😔😭😭😭😭😭 #for you guys it was 1 week but for me it was 2 #also sorry guys i'm always switching up my editing LMAOO #i'm tryna find something more permanent. these kind of posts with text @ the bottom won't be common tho. they'll be for more serious posts #i just wanted my slice of life posts to match my serious posts a lil more #and according to google the “league gothic” font pairs nicely with the “chewy” font idk #these moodlets might stay actually. i like how @windslar's psds look so crisp and i wanted something like that :o #if these are too hard to read lmk. open to the constructive criticism :) #white and yellow will be the main colors for posts like these. it's just that there are so many ppl in this post lol

[lokisivy]

Charles Xavier X Fem!Mutant!Reader

Timeline: 1973 (X-men days future and past)

summary: you have a secret you kept from Charles after he got depressed and after stopping the serum he regains his powers and tries to read your mind.

warnings: angst, abortion and mentions of depression and panic attacks

your pov

It was another day like any other Charles getting drunk and trying to mask his sadness with sarcasm its been almost 11 years since Cuba and after losing his legs, raven, Erick and the school shutting down. he got so depressed.

i knew the moment he tried to pick me us at the bar with his mutant facts that he was the love of my life and i felt it too in him.

one of my powers are being able to feel others feeling.

i tried cheering him up with sex and romantic trips but he was still sad.

but then angel from the future named Logan came and told him about a future where all mutants are dying from robots made by Ravens DNA.

"Yeah I remember you now, I'm gonna say what you said to us before 'Fuck off' "

I was mad so mad i ran after him going to his rokm blowing at him

"What the fuck Charles!" i yelled at him

"what do you want now." he scoffs getting a syringe to take

"This man out there just said that the fate of many mutants lies on our hands and your fucking telling him to fuck off."

"How much longer are you gonna hide its been 10 fucking years you need to face the music Charles, bad things happen and we choose whether we want it to affect us or not." you yelled getting more furious at his calmness and unbothered self

"nothing matters anymore." he took a swing of the bottle of alcohol next to him

"What about me?" my heart started to ache I felt his love drift away everyday i dont if it was the sadness or him but i definitely felt something change.

he doesn't answer and starts laying on his back.

i was on the brink of crying at this point i couldn't hold it anymore longer

"Tell me charles!" i start sobbing i couldn't take in anymore of this emotional build up.

"because i never feeling any emotions from you when i'm around you!"

i falls on my knees crying out all my feelings that i've contained

i suddenly felt a warm embrace it was Charles hugging me cressing my head

"You mean the world to me darling."

"if anyone tried to hurt you i would feel sorry for what happens to them."

i hugged him back finally feeling the comfort i've been seeking all this time i sob on his shoulders

"I'm sorry i didn't acknowledge your feelings i was being selfish like you said but i swear i love you."

----

after a while Charles regained his powers and the time youve feared has come. before he took the serum charles would always get in your head and check on you. not that he didn't trust you, but you in fact told him too it was very handy when you were aroused he would give you everything you thought about.

when ever you didn't want him to read your mind you thought about something that could keep him out and when you did that he would give you the privacy you needed

you always thought about a garden of sunflowers where you were picking flowers.

after charles trying to find raven with Cerebro he got frustrated for not being able to connect to her.

"I cant do this." charles said

"No you can just try." logan said

he looked into logans memory and then drifted to me trying to tell me he wants to trying to read my mind

"Can I?" he looked at me

you didnt want to seem sus so you leaned down on you knees giving him acesses to hold your head.

"Why are you thinking about flowers, do you not want me to read your mind?"

"Yes.."

"What are you hiding Y/N?"

he hold your head trying to look past your memories

"Charles stop!" you try to get out of the tight grip but it doesn't work his grip is too tight

he got closer to the memory you wanted to avoid

he saw it all

you laying on a bed getting a the abortion

the pregnancy results

you talking to hank about it

"You were pregnant with our child and you killed it"

"Please don't say that charles." tears start to pool in my eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he said with hurt in his voice

"I'm sorry i swear i wanted to tell you but i thought that it was for the best not to overwhelm you and put pressure on you. you were always sad and angry it was the wrong time having a child." my voice cracked

"It wasn't your choice to make by yourself Y/N ! it was my child too!" rage filled his voice

"I'm so sorry i was scared how you would react i thought you might blame me for ruining your life i'm sorry." you cried holding his head close to you trying to make him feel your emotions

"Ruining? Y/N if i knew you were pregnant it would've given me hope, to be better."

"i didnt know im sorry please forgive me charles." you tried to feel his emotions bt he was blocking you.

"Please tell me what you feel."

"I'm afraid you wont like what you feel, you must already feel horrible about it and i need time to process it." he said cressing my head.

"You still love me right?" you asked scared of his answer.

"I still love you darling but you need to know that this is all new to me... Alright?" he tried reassure me but i sense a wave of hesitation in his voice.

i knew he wasnt okay i know he hates me for what i did im trying to accese his emotions but he keeps blocking me.

we left Cerebro and on our way to the plane i talked with hank.

"Do you think what i did was wrong?" i asked him trying to seek comfort

"I'm not in a place to say what you did was wrong because I think what you did was brave you knew it was the wrong time to have a child and you didn't want to gamble but hiding it from Charles was wrong who knows he might have changed for the baby made a better life out of it."

Panic rose to my throat, the moment I stepped into the plane you went to the bathroom Charles was already there and he noticed your panic

you couldn't breathe the air was stuck in your throat.

This is all my fault you kept saying to yourself

"Y/N what is going on are you okay?"

your heard Charles in your head "Charles... I'm sorry Charles it's all my fault I killed our baby it's all my fault." You cried you fell on your knees

You didn't notice Charles in the bathroom until he tried to hold your head.

"It's me it's just me dont worry, darling," he reassured you.

You turned to him hugging him burying your face in his chest.

"I'm sorry- i- it was a mistake I should've told you." you cried

yes, Charles was upset about the abortion but a part of him knew that he was too far down the rabbit hole he wouldn't have been supportive.

"I need you to calm down my love." he tried to pull your face to see it

"I can't- I-"

"Calm down." he gave your mind the order.

your breath slowed down. you stopped crying.

he wiped your tears off of your face. "It's alright my love you were trying to protect me I admit I'm upset about it but we can make more when we are ready I need you to promise me you won't hide from me something like that ever again," he said tucking some of the hairs out of your face behind your ears.

"I promise, I won't hide from your anything again," you promised him and you tend to keep it.

"It's alright I'm here my angel." you smiled at the nickname.

he took your hand and placed it on his head allowing you to feel his emotions and all you felt was love and protection towards you

"I love you so much." you laughed lightly kissing his lips.

You felt his heart flutter when you said that giving you the reply you need.

"I love you more." he kissed back.

excuse me if I switched points of view I'm too tired to care tbh

#james mcavoy #charles xavier #charles xavier smut #x men apocalypse #new xmen #x men fanfiction #hank mccoy #evan peters imagine #evan peters smut #evan peters x reader

[whumpsmith-participates]

Medwhump May 2024

Day 19 - Blood loss

TW: blood, exsanguination, background character death

@medwhumpmay

Fetch loved blood. He'd always had a fascination with it; from the arteries and vessels that acted as a superhighway, to the roles of individual blood cells. The information you could get from a person's blood, ranging from whether they ate enough vegetables or got enough sun, down to the deepest details of their DNA...if you had the right equipment.

His admiration for one of the most important structures in any living being wasn't too strange on its own, but people did begin seeing red flags when they learned he was also enamoured with the feeling of blood; texture, temperature and consistency.

Erick was used to it by now. Sometimes after drawing blood, Fetch would simply stop and just take a second to feel his victim's blood rub between his fingers. If he didn't expect for them to survive, he might even take his gloves off to really feel it, hold his hand up to the light to take a good look, bring his hand closer to his face to smell it... Sometimes it even seemed like he wanted to taste it, but he never did. That would be unsanitary. The amount of diseases that could transfer that way were almost fascinating on their own, and definitely something he wanted to avoid.

While organ theft was the most profitable, and Fetch got to be a surgeon again, they weren't at the top of his favourite jobs list. No, the number one favourite was reserved for any jobs or assignments involving exsanguination, where he didn't have to worry about his victim's survival, because they weren't supposed to live through it.

When he had no deadline, he liked to take his sweet time too. A person can bleed out entirely in as short as five minutes — But not when Fetch is involved. No, he could stretch the process for weeks or even months if he got the chance. Taking little bits of blood at a time, selling units on the black market to turn a larger profit than the job paid in the first place.

Erick had come to learn that he hated these kinds of jobs in particular. He could barely stand to look at the victim, knowing very well that it could've been him tied to that chair with a needle in his arm. Not getting to see daylight for weeks on end, forced to eat iron-rich foods to help replenish what they'd lost. Being told that they would live so long as their blood was worth something, while also knowing they were just prolonging the inevitable.

Frankly, Erick was a little bit surprised Fetch hadn't gotten bored with the poor man yet, even when he left the majority of the care to Erick, leaving the teen to feed, water, and even bathe the poor man. He didn't have the strength to move around too much anymore, so they'd gotten to the point of using catheters and sponge baths.

Erick tried his best to let the man maintain some dignity, procrastinating on the baths until after Fetch had left, and making sure to dry him off properly so he wouldn't get cold, and finishing it off by making sure he was properly covered again once he was done, before getting started on an even worse task; giving him food and water.

He begged, he always begged. First to be let go, promising not to tell anyone. He tried to bargain, offering money and whatever else they could ask for. And finally, he began begging for death, to just end his suffering. Erick considered it sometimes, but in the end he was more scared of how Fetch would react than the morality of taking someone's life. So he just explained that it wasn't up to him, and then coerced him to eat by explaining he would get in trouble too if he couldn't finish his chores.

It worked for a while, and the man's good behaviour was eventually rewarded when his wish was finally granted. One morning, while Fetch was setting up to collect blood again, he realised something was off.

"Erick, hand me the thermometer," he ordered.

Erick looked through Fetch's things before finally finding the thermometer and bringing it over. It was the in-ear kind, giving him results fast. Fetch sighed as he looked at the display.

"He's spiked a fever."

"And that means?" Erick slowly asked.

"Fever suggests infection, infection means the blood is no good," Fetch explained, "most of the blood I've taken from this guy has been going straight into recipients. It's not safe to keep selling."

"So...what are you going to do?" Erick asked.

"I guess it's time to clean up," Fetch said with a shrug, "though, I gotta make a mess first."

Erick's stomach churned uncomfortably as he glanced at the terrified-looking captive.

"Can you make it quick, sir?"

"Where's the fun in that?" Fetch just said, "come give me a hand."

Erick hesitated with a slight groan, not exactly feeling very enthusiastic about helping Fetch murder someone slowly and probably also painfully. Fetch didn't seem impressed with his lack of enthusiasm either, gesturing for the boy to come closer. Erick reluctantly did so, expecting to be in trouble already. And sure enough, once he got close enough, Fetch grabbed a tight hold on his jaw, forcing him to look at the victim.

"You wanna take his place, kid?" Fetch hissed.

Erick tried to shake his head, but Fetch just yanked his head and forced him to look back at him.

"Well?"

"N-no, sir," Erick quickly said.

"Then just fucking do as I say," Fetch grumbled, letting him go with a shove.

Erick stumbled a bit, but managed to stay on his feet and proceeded to quietly help Fetch. They freed their captive from his chair, only to tie his feet next and suspend him from the ceiling. Erick taped his hands behind his back, wincing a bit at how uncomfortable he looked, but his suffering would be over soon...hopefully.

"This is how they drain animals too," Fetch said, readying a large knife.

"D-do I have to stay for this?" Erick asked.

"Yeah, I need you to clean up while I take the trash out," Fetch said, "now stop whining, or I'll force you to make the cut."

"Y-yes, sir," Erick said, though he at least looked away when Fetch made the cut.

The victim's muffled screaming was abruptly cut off as his throat was slit open, the eerie silence soon filled with a distinctive dripping sound.

"You're probably gonna need a mop," Fetch said.

"...I want a raise."

"I don't pay you."

"Maybe you should."

"Or maybe I should rub your face in that blood."

"I'm getting the mop," Erick said with a sigh.

"That's what I thought," Fetch said, glaring after the teen.

RIP background character, you were a means to an end. Also RIP Erick's attempt to negotiate fair compensation.

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Until The Very End -(WITS Sequel)

A/N: I'M BACK-Danny

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2013—2014

As far as everyone knew, Leon Regulus was a decent student at Hogwarts.

The accurate statement was, that Leon Regulus was the best student of his year, and to prove it now he had a Headboy badge. He was also Captain of the dueling club, and rather popular... and he didn't want his family to know.

He was still staring at his letter when Mel came down for breakfast with Lily in her arms.

"Morning," she said. "Is that your letter? We can go with the Flints—"

"Get mum," Leon said, eyes never leaving his letter.

"What?"

"Get mum," he repeated. "I need to talk to her."

Mel sat her sleepy daughter on the couch and approached. "What is it?"

The young boy reacted, jumping out of his seat and holding the letter behind his back. "Get mum and then I'll tell you!" Mel stared at him and he got even more alarmed. "Do not read my thoughts!"

"I'm not!" Mel tried to hide her laughter, chasing her younger brother around the drawing room. "I wasn't snooping! I was just trying to—"

"No, don't do that! You're too smart and you'll figure out before mum!"

"Reg—"

"Oh, bugger off, I'll do it," he complained, seizing his wand. "I'm allowed to do magic now, I keep forgetting it.."

With a swift flick of his wand, his Patronus—a border collie—ran out of sight.

"Now what, you'll avoid talking to me until Mum gets the message?" Mel smirked.

"You left a minor unsupervised—and that one likes playing with fire!" Leon reminded her as he rushed upstairs.

"Oh, Reg, don't be such a—"

Someone knocked on her door then, and Mel tensed. It'd been a whole month since Harry and Ron had gone away, and she was still waiting for news. She feared opening the door to a Ministry worker holding one of those dreadful burgundy envelopes, the ones reserved to notify the relatives of a deceased Auror.

Mel walked to the door and opened it, she visibly relaxed when she realized it was Emily Flint. "Hi, love!"

"Hi," the girl looked briefly over Mel's shoulder, she was holding her Hogwarts letter. "Is Leon still here?"

"Yeah, you want me to call him?"

"Yes, please. I was on my way already when he sent me his Patronus."

"Oh!" Mel blushed. "Oh, sorry, Emi, I think my brother made a mistake—"

"Hi, hi, hi!" Reg rushed down to meet the girl and stopped Mel from talking. "You got my message?"

"Yes," she smiles, but it looks a lot different than the way she usually grins at her friends. "I was actually on my way, I got my letter."

Regulus blushes. "Me too."

"I got great news," Emily continued, looking at them with excitement. "I'm the Captain of Slytherin's Quidditch team."

"Emily! That's brilliant!" Mel beamed.

"Dad wants to organize a dinner to celebrate my promotion, he asked me to invite you and your kids if you're, you know, in the right mood—"

"Of course I am," Mel pushed aside the little sting of disappointment when she thought of Harry, missing the milestones of people they cared about.

"We'll be there," Regulus said, looking anxious. "Mel, can you excuse us?"

She looked at her brother with a raised brow, but the boy just gave her a look to urge her to leave them alone. Once again Mel concealed her mirth and stepped aside. "Sure. I'll be in the kitchen with Lily."

When Mel's mother arrived, Emily Flint was still with Regulus upstairs.

"Hey," Mel started, lowering her voice so her children couldn't hear their conversation. "I can't believe I'm asking you this, but..."

"Your brother has gone soft over Erick's oldest daughter, yes," the woman smiled. "But Mel, need I remind you it's rude to talk about other people's love lives, especially when they're young?"

Mel made a face. "I stand by what I said back then, it was wrong of you to bet on my life. But I'm not betting, now I understand why Regulus was so eager to come and spend the summer here."

"Well, he's always liked spending the summer with you."

"But this year he's barely been here at all!" Mel pointed out. "He's spent every afternoon with the Flints—with Emily. They go to the muggle town and come back at dusk, beats me what they can do there that could be considered fun for teenagers—"

"Oh, Mel," her mother rolled her eyes with a knowing smirk. "You and Harry would walk around Privet Drive doing absolutely nothing most days, and you still had loads of fun."

She smiled at the memories of her youth, a warm fuzzy feeling spreading on her chest. "So this means our Reggie has a girlfriend now?"

"I don't think Emily would date him without having her father's approval first," her mother grinned. "And we would've heard something from Erick by now if she'd asked. He would've come to you vibrating with the need to share the news."

Mel laughed, shaking her head a little. "Well, at least it's the one boy that Erick has known since baby. That ought to ease his mind."

"Might not be as lucky with the rest of his children," Emily smirked. "He could have a Mel in his home."

The woman scowled. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh, nothing. Just, you know... how every time you dated I would always find out through other people or months after it had started—"

"Well, maybe if someone hadn't bet on my love life, perhaps I would've kept them in the loop."

"Mum?" Reg's voice came from the hallway.

Mel and Emily both stopped and turned to him. Emily Flint pushed the older boy forward, and he stepped closer to them, holding his Hogwarts letter.

"Hi, boy," His mother smiled. "Everything okay?"

He handed her the piece of paper. "I'm Headboy."

"What!" Mel seized the letter and read it hastily. Beside her, their mother gasped and covered her mouth with both hands in shock. "Reggie!"

Mel pulled her brother in for a hug, her mother soon joining in. Leon laughed, face flushed, and held onto them, he was shaking.

"I didn't know you were aiming for that!" His mother exclaimed. "I mean, when you got the Prefect badge you looked annoyed—"

"He wasn't annoyed, he was stressed," Emily Flint clarified. "Layla's a troublemaker, and she was counting on him getting the badge."

"Ah, your father went through the same with us," Mel grinned guiltily. "I personally, didn't make his job any easier."

"Yes, he has a lot of stories," the girl giggled. "Anyway, if you are okay with it, I want to share my dinner celebration with Leon, I think he deserves it."

Regulus blushed and turned to his friend. "No, I already told you I don't want that!"

"I've been trying to convince him for a whole hour," Emily turned to the older women pouting. "Please talk to him?"

"It'll be fun, we can invite everyone! Harry..." Mel stopped, her husband wasn't around to celebrate with them. Emily—her mother—placed a hand on her shoulder and squeezed.

"First things first, how about we all go to Diagon Alley and get your books? I didn't get to take Mel to buy stuff for her seventh year, so we'll all have fun with it."

"Why not?" Emily Flint asked innocently.

"Mel didn't go to Hogwarts a seventh time," the boy mentioned as shortly as possible. "Because of the war." Mel and Reg shared a look, the air in the room suddenly getting a little awkward.

Emily's face got so red Mel took pity on her. "I was so ahead in my lessons by the time I was sixteen, that going a seventh time wasn't needed, if I'm honest. The war saved me the hassle of wearing uniform for yet another year."

Emily smiled shyly. "True... though I like the uniforms."

"You look nice in them," Regulus offered, grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the kitchen. "Come on, I'll walk you out, Emie."

When the teens left, Mel took a deep breath and turned to face her mother. "I'm losing it, Mum," she pouted.

Emily hugged her, having to stand on her tiptoes to reach Mel's shoulders. "Still no news from Harry?"

"No," Mel sniffed, quickly drying her tears as they parted. "I have a bad feeling about this one."

"Been a while since the last time, that's all..."

Mel pushed her hair back. "It will never get easier, will it?"

Her mother's eyes softened, seeing herself reflected on her daughter. "My sweet Mel... the war ended so long ago and you still face everything the way Dumbledore taught you." Emily cupped her face.

"Is that... bad?"

"It's the only way you Dumbledores function, I've come to realize," the woman sighed. "But if you're scared, just say it."

Mel lowered her head and closed her eyes tightly. "I'm scared."

Regulus's family tended to go big when celebrating his achievements, and somehow Rita Skeeter always made it sound way more classless and embarrassing than it actually was.

Most people had doubts when it came to the reporter, but that didn't stop his classmates from teasing him about his rich relatives' traditions. Emily and Elizabeth Flint were overly protective of him as well as Teddy Lupin and Vicky Weasley, which was nice but still just as embarrassing, considering they were all younger kids. In Regulus's eyes, it was like having an army of toddlers defending his honour.

He was complaining about all this to the only person he knew would understand how it felt to be judged by things that weren't even his responsibility: Mel.

"So what do you recommend?"

"You know what I recommend," the woman grinned. "You're bloody good at charms."

Regulus wrinkled his nose in annoyance. "But I don't want to jinx or hex other people, that is beneath me."

"Exclaimed the prince," Mel laughed a bit. "Are you sure you're a Gryffindor? I never knew of a lion who didn't like fighting. Even your professor, Neville had his fair amount of fights."

"Well, maybe I don't see the point of getting my cloaks dirty with losers's blood," he rolled his eyes.

"Ah," she smirked. "So you're a haughty one, like my dad and his uncle."

"Can you be serious for a moment and help? There is a reason why I'm not asking Mum for advice, I already know she would also choose violence."

Mel laughed good-naturedly and then sighed, a smile lingering on her expression. "I'm sorry, Leggie, most of your family is a bunch of hot-headed individuals. If you want a mellower response, call Uncle Moony."

"I thought I was talking to Mellow?" The young man smirked.

The woman laughed again. "You are, but I'm afraid that when it comes to my little brother's well-being I don't necessarily act wisely."

Regulus hummed. "So you're sticking to your first answer?"

Mel pondered, looking out the window of her drawing room. It was almost midnight, and Regulus had to go to bed soon. So did she, but lately she wasn't sleeping all that well either way.

"No..." she shook her head before glancing back at the two-way mirror she'd propped up on a pile of books. "If I were Uncle Lu... I'd tell you to pay them no mind. You have good friends willing to fight your battles—though they shouldn't—so I guess... indirect intimidation."

Regulus chortled and raised a brow, shaking his head. "You're useless."

"I think half the Ministry would disagree," Mel grinned. "But that is definitely the mellowest answer I can give you. You're Headboy now, and you have that Sultens thing about you that just screams danger when you get angry. And you have the cold-blooded Black mindset, so really, I think what's best for you is to have someone to talk to so you get all that frustration out. Someone like a Flint, maybe?"

At her knowing smile, Regulus made a face and adverted his eyes, mumbling his response. "I know what you're implying."

"Good, that was my intention."

"I won't date Emily Flint."

"Yet."

"Mellow!"

The woman opened her mouth to reply but then she heard a sudden commotion right outside her front door, like feet stumbling to a stop and then some groaning. Mel tensed and reached for her wand.

"I heard something," she said quickly. "I'll talk to you later, Reg, see you."

Mel placed the mirror face down on top of the pile of books and got to her feet, turning all the lights off with a swift hand movement the moment her front door squeaked open.

"Don't move!" She hissed, prepared to cast a hex on the person if they refused to cooperate. "Who are you?"

The person groaned again and leaned against the threshold, mumbled "Lumos!", and Harry's face looked up at her. "I'm your husband."

Mel gasped, turned the lights back on with a flick of her wand, hurried to the man's side, and lifted his face up to examine the wound on his face, messily bandaged.

"What happened?" She breathed, trying to stay quiet so the kids wouldn't wake.

"I was lousy," he winced, stepping into the house and closing the door behind him. "Don't worry, I'm not dying—just a cut."

"Harry!" Mel exclaimed in relief, wrapping her arms tightly around him. He smelled like smoke and coffee. "Where's Ron?"

"Alive, better than I look," he groaned again. "It's alright, Mel, honest. They barely got my face..."

Mel cradled his face and her gaze softened, a tentative smile coming through. "So another scar, huh?"

Harry sighed, returning the smile with irony. "Nothing new," his hand reached up and traced over the ones she had down her jaw and neck. "I missed you."

The witch hummed, brushing his hair back and helping him take off the cloak. "You look tired, I'll run you a bath."

"It's midnight—"

"I've been going to bed at two in the morning anyway," she brushed it aside. "It's nothing..." Mel grabbed his hand and pulled him upstairs, lowering her voice even more as she continued with a playful expression. "I'll join you if you want."

Harry's whole face lit up at the offer, his smile turning genuine and slightly crooked. "How could I refuse?"

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Who Are They?

Entering the mansion was something that nearly gave Vertin temporary blindness due to it appearing like a flashbang.

She and Sonetto found themselves in a lavish party, feeling very out of place. Party-goers went and walked, danced and mingled, talked and jested.

The two had completed their fourth lap of the mansion in search of the Arcanist, and was about to do their fifth when a calm, old voice spoke next to them. "Forgive my intrusion, but, are you both lost?"

Turning to face the figure, Vertin saw a man, surpassing six foot, staring down at them, his hands resting on an elegant cane with a strange design to it Vertin had never seen before.

The man was thin, and hints of his age showed in the mild wrinkles on him, but his eyes, purple as amethyst, shone with youthful energy that Vertin often saw in Arcanists like Erick. His skin was a faded tan, and had a long, almost lush, mane of white hair that went down to just below his knees, it being in a long ponytail and a single braid went to the left side of his face. Vertin also noted his almost elven-like ears.

A long, grey robe covered his body, and Vertin could see illustrations on the inside, but could not fully see them. A blackish-purple cape was on his back that flowed gracefully in the wind, and Vertin saw a plate of armour on his chest, a purple gemstone being near his collar.

Faded grey pants covered his legs, thankfully, and she saw a set of tall white boots on his legs.

All in all, he looked like a grandfather who would secretly let you read after bedtime, and would join in on activities their grandchildren would do.

"It is our first party," Vertin calmly replied. "We are... not used to the atmosphere."

The old gentleman gave a nod. "Understandable; parties are very... well, I would not have come, were it not for a certain someone..." he nodded over to someone sitting down and reading.

They were much shorter, and had a bobcut of blond hair. They have a poker expression, golden eyes not showing a hint of any emotion.

They wore a black suit with a golden pocket watch hanging off of their suit, a gold and black tie with intricate designs on them, with a white shirt under it and black pants. A pale yellow tailcoat was on them, with yellow trimmings. And, finally, they wore a watch on their right hand.

They also were now standing right next to the old man.

"Bathroom is to your left." They commented. They held a lot of disinterest, but their voice was... strange. Before Vertin or Sonetto could raise their voices, they had walked past them.

"..."

"..."

Both looked awkwardly at each other, before the man snapped his fingers. "Ah, apologies for not introducing myself."

He took a small bow. "I am Lord Philip Agro Isolde Tomo. Please, call me LP. The other was Reqitaph Ttymless. They are... interesting."

"I can see," Vertin nodded. "I am Vertin. This is my assistant, Sonetto."

LP raises a brow. "Ah, the Timekeeper."

Vertin had never gone from calm to alert so fast in all of her life, but LP raised a thin hand. "I am the one you are looking for. But... I am afraid to admit that I cannot follow."

Vertin looked at LP. LP looked back. His eyes were very focused, and Vertin could see past the mischief.

Pain...

"May I ask why, at least, Lord Tomo?"

"I am not an Arcanist," the replied simply. "Nor is Ttymless. If you care to chat, though, feel free to search for us."

He turned away and, in a flash, vanished.

Sonetto looked unamused. "So that was a lie."

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Rejuv v13.5 teaser observations and theories! (Before public release)

First of all, I want to put out there I was not a Beta tester so I don't know how right or wrong I am about any observation made here. I could be overthinking things! But that's half the fun in theorizing!

Second of all, I implore every single one of my followers who happen to see this post but haven't played Rejuvenation: This huge post will contain HEAVY SPOILERS for v13!! I don't want to ruin your experience of the game so please try it out once 13.5 releases!!

Anyway time to word vomit an essay:

Prelude: Abbreviations and concepts to be used later on.

OA: Original Aevium. Before the reset (Revealed as of v13)

(to be added)

Part 1: Trailer themes and iconography.

Archetype symbol: The center of it all.

Core symbol/Interceptor: Appears at the end. The colors associated with the Core are Blue (Active) and Orange (Inactive)...which can be seen when the butterfly flies away at the midpoint. Something to keep in mind.

EDIT: The butterfly in question! Could be attributed to "Butterfly effect".

Karma (?): 1st image is the Karma indicator in game, 2nd and 3rd are trailer images with different details added and removed. 3rd one is speculation and could have different meaning.

Alright, now that I've established the most prevalent images that constantly come up in the trailer, I can start discussing the contents themselves and what the overall theme seems to be.

A big point in the trailer is the diagram depicting a pathway and connections, which all seem to be connected to an entity. The first 4 characters we saw are our core friend group: Ren, Aelita, Venam and Melia. There are 2 types of dots present in this first instance alone: A simple black dot, and a dot with extra layers. The simple ones are assigned to Aelita and Melia, while the other ones to Venam and Ren. Is this coincidental or is foreshadowing something??

I can only conclude, aided with the name of the update being .karma files, that the Main theme of this trailer is Karma and Connections. Are the consequences of our choices and actions going to finally unravel?

Part 2: Characters present, points in common.

The Theolia family (except Maria/Marianette)

Amber, Kenneth, Kreiss, Talon, Venam, Alice* and Allen* (Gym leaders)

Tesla (Elite 8)

Spacea and Tiempa + Kanon, Melia and Jenner (Stormchasers)

Hazuki is the only Protector of Aevium present of Nymieras' time.

Ren (Outlier 1 in these subgroups)

??? (Outlier 2)

Mr. Luck (Outlier 3)

Part 3: Missing faces and inconsistencies.

Ren's positioning in the trailer makes it so he is the only character in the trailer without a title on the upper right corner.

Mr. Luck. What does he have to do with all of this? All of them?

No team Xen admins...at all. Not even Madame X.

Gym leaders missing: Martin, Crawli, Valarie, Adam, Saki, Lavander, Texen, Flora/Florin, Spector, Narcissa, Souta, Ryland, Erick.

Damian and Alexandra.

Nymiera.

Elite 8 + champion missing (except Tesla).

No interceptor hosts or Ana.

Nim absent.

No signs of Nancy.

Garufa inc. is supposed to be defunct at this point in time, yet the interface we access to see all these files is from garufa inc...

Of course, the characters omitted could be simply because of space and the briefness of the teaser, but then the question would turn into: what do the characters that were included have all in common?

Part 4: Elephants in the room - Jenner, Melia and Corrupted File.

We got 3 hidden details as sneak peaks for 13.5! Seems to be 1 new character and 2 new looks for existing ones: those being Melia and Jenner who look....quite different.

Looking at all official art of Melia as of v13 (redesign of second iteration omitted but the hair is the same), it seems her new look could fit in after her 3rd iteration (going to the past arc, or the stormchasers arc, whatever we wish to call it) but before her awakening and current attire (4th pic) although the way the sidebang is positioned and her clothes are....off.

It doesn't quite feel like the Melia we know- the only time she has shown her shoulders has been in her 1st iteration, when we met her, afterwards her outfits are more conservative and white is the dominant color. This time, it's black.

Of course, this is a sneak peak of the outfit so we don't know anything else, but it's curious to see such a drastic change...also, it seems to be longer than her stormchasers fit, but shorter than her current version.

EDIT: This doesn't take in account the fact that Zumi's artstyle and way of drawing Melia's bangs may have evolved, but as an artist myself, I do find the choice veeeeeeeeery curious.

My friend Vance pointed out that she both looks a bit like Amber and that her expression resembles Melanie's VS battle sprite. Hm...

EDIT: The comparison!

Also! @spar-kie has pointed out that Melia is wearing eye-shadow in this image! That's definitely out of character for her!

As for Jenner, a recent ask answered by Zumi threw into question the possibility of this being a Past!Jenner...so is this an alternate version of him, or a change in appearance after he was trapped in Nim's pocket dimension??

As for the mystery character...I can't say anything about them because the name tag is glitchy, has an error and there is no picture to give us and inkling of who they are. Regardless, they seem to be very important this version for it to be teased this early.

Part 5: Crack theories and conclusions

The trailer is from the perspective of the Interceptor accessing the information from Zeight as it was teased at the end of V13. Would fall in line with the way the characters are shown as Data and Files. They are also the center piece that connects all these characters together and fits the theme of Karma and Connections.

Related to above...but different. The information shown is from OA, not current Aevium, which is why the trailer is Glitchy and has a corrupted file...maybe a character that shouldn't exist persists in Zeight's data despite the reset? Would also explain why Melia and Jenner look different as they may have had different fates in the OA. (Observation made by my friend Vance!!)

These are all my current observations after analyzing the trailer like a normal person!! After one day!! There are things I haven't quite touched but I'll edit this post after I get home because there is a lot of things I want to improve and I need to let this thoughts into the world before I forget and this week passes by-

Feel free to discuss in the tags, by rebloging and adding into the post or replies!!!

I'm so excited for v13.5!!!

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How about a story with Christopher. Something with a situationship turning serious however, the girl moves to Japan for a job wants to end situation but Christopher wants to be serious and he's leaving for a tour.

Thank you so much for your input! I hope you like it!

Sorry for the wait though!

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Leaving.

A Christopher Velez one shot

Warning: none

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We weren't serious, so it shouldn't be a big deal, right?

I saw Christopher for some time while working together. We met while on a set for a music video. I was just hired by management and had to work with CNCO as a part of their crew. Christopher was easy to work with. He knew what he wanted and there was no discussing it.

I'm a stylist and we immediately hit it off. Mutual interests made it easy to start a conversation and then one thing took the other and we formed a friendship. One night the whole crew went out to dinner. I was sat opposite Christopher. CNCO was kicking off again after COVID and the last details regarding the upcoming tour had to be finalised. People were talking around the table. I had Zabdiel on my left and my co stylist on my right. This was the dinner that Zabdiel and i really got into talking about his new interests in alien themes. I was right with him on it. If that is what he wanted, that is what he got.

But i could feel a pair of eyes on me constantly. Christopher watched me with his big, brown eyes across the restaurant table and the look in them were much more intense than usual. His smile was not his goofy smile that night either. He was sort of smirking at me. I wasn't used to that sort of attention, and especially not from such a good looking guy as him. I was instantly flushed all over and my foundation did little to hide it. I suppose playing with the hem of my dress, didn't help either. Erick confirmed that when he asked if i was alright or if i was feeling too hot. Christopher leaned his elbows on the table and looked me straight in the eye and said "you do look quite hot tonight", i got the double meaning, but i didn't say anything. All i could do was to shrug my shoulders as i looked down at my pasta with a small smile.

After that particular dinner, the majority of us went to a club. Christopher had smiled, engaged in smalltalk with me while being handsy as usual. I was starting to think that i had imagined it all, until i felt his hands on my hips and his chest against my back. I looked up at him over my shoulder with way more insecurity than i would have liked. "Mi amor, please be mine tonight" my eyes got wide. His gaze didn't leave mine and he had a serious expression on his face. I could tell eventhough he was mere inches away from me face. He had never spoken to me like that before. His hands grabbed me tighter and pulled me even closer, so that he could guide my hips to the music that was blasting. It felt way more sensuel than it probably was. I let myself be swept off of my feet. Literally as we stumbled onto his hotel bed that night. His lips were burning on my skin and the noises i heard from him, was pure bliss. It was a memorable night for sure. The morning after he was his goofy, charming self again. Zero awkwardness. It suited me well and eventhough we didn't talk about it, it was left in the air that it would be a one time thing.

But it wasn't. In the beginning we only hooked up when we were drunk, which we often were at the time, but then it turned into when we were horny yet sober and before we knew it, we were hooking up on a regular basis. It seemed like we were on the same page about keeping it casual for a while, but i could feel Christopher starting to become more romantic. He bought me little gifts, kissed me on the cheek or my shoulder wherever whenever. I reminded him that we were casual only. I couldn't fall for him. Not with all these girls around the globe fighting for his attention and affection. I don't have the confidence to compete with that. He smiled at me, his beautiful gentle smile and promised no strings attached. "But what does it matter bebesita?. We're together all the time and we're leaving for tour in a few weeks. We'll be together anyway baby" he laughed. But that was the thing. We wouldn't be leaving for tour together. He would be leaving without me.

I had been offered a job in Japan for a TV station. It's a once in a life time opportunity. I have to go. Christopher got furious when i told him. He was hurt. He suddenly spilled his feelings at a record speed. He had wanted a serious relationship. He had fallen in love with me. He had told me to decline the job offer and accept his commitment offer instead. I hadn't said a word while he was pacing back and forth in front of me. I just sat on his bed with my hands in my lap. When i realised that he had stopped moving and was looking at me, i lifted my gaze and met his eyes. I shouldn't have. Christopher was looking at me, waiting. Wanting to hear me say, that i would stay with him. He dropped to his knees on the floor, in front of me, taking my hands into his. "Stay. Don't leave. Please" he begged. It broke my heart, when i had told him that i couldn't. I wanted to be with him. So badly, but i couldn't let this job go either. It was a huge opportunity for me and my career.

I'm now sitting in my seat on the plane. I feel empty. I can't turn this opportunity down. Not for a man, not even for Christopher. I have to put myself first in this situation. Just as i'm about to put my phone on airplane mode, a text comes in. Christopher's name is spread across my screen. Being too curious, i open it immediately. "We'll figure it out, mi amore. I want you. I want us".

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[driftward]

💘 fake relationship / mutual pining / dared to kiss Zoi/Mathye

💚 true love’s kiss / magic kiss / healed Zoi and Erick

🖤 kissing while crying / goodbye kiss / desperation Zoi and Aymeric

🤍 kiss at the wedding / milestone Zoi and Y'shtola

💘 fake relationship Zoissette paced as she thought. This was surely ridiculous. She was too in her head again, that was all. Fooling herself. And about to do something that would make a fool of her. She was just lost after her journey through the rift. Still out of sorts. She just latched on and re-ignited old childish feelings just because Y'shtola had been there to catch her when she came out of the rift.

But then, so had Mathye, right?

This was stupid, she decided. Next time she saw him, she was going to figure this out for sure. Surely a true enough kiss would ignite the spark she had so long sought. She resolved to do so, next time she saw him.

(…and we all know how that turned out)

💚 true love’s kiss / magic kiss / healed Zoi and Erick

Meya stood near Erick, her eyes half-closed in concentration as she channeled aether into her staff, sending a steady stream of powerful healing magics pouring into his body. Zoissette had her codex open nearby, as she tended to rather more specific injuries, applying bandages and stitching sutures.

“Hey, wow, this really hurts,” he said. “You know, I hear good things about the healing powers of true love’s kiss.”

“Your true love is a little occupied keeping your true aether inside of your true body,” said Zoissette. “And I truly do not know how you get yourself in these messes.”

“Well, maybe I’ll settle for a magic kiss, whatdaysay?”

Zoissette gave Erick a flat look. “Right in front of Meya? Really?”

Meya did not break concentration, but did allow herself a slight smile. “Oh, I don’t mind, I know he’s just being funny.”

“Still though,” said Zoissette, picking her codex up and giving Erick a light thwap on the head. “Behave.”

“Ow. Yes, ser,” he groused. Zoissette shot him a look, but then shook her head and went back to work. Meya giggled.

🖤 kissing while crying / goodbye kiss / desperation Zoi and Aymeric

He still was with her, the next day, as she prepared to go on her journey. A simple breakfast passed companionably, and through their conversation, he had seen many things in her. A gentle pain in her words, a soft ache in her expressions. But also, relief. Relief in every ilm of her. A kind of relief, that allowed her to relax, that kept her from hiding as she was oft wont to do, that let her be honest with herself and with him.

He treasured that more than anything that had happened over the last many moons.

And then it was time for her to leave. They kissed, at the door, one last kiss, one last way to say goodbye. She had been soft against his lips, had flowed into it, not with the heat of passion, but with the genuine desire for connection, and he had met her with the same, and the moment had hung like a question waiting for an answer.

But they knew the answer already, and so they had separated, and she had gifted him with one of her rare, genuine smiles as she left.

He managed to hold himself once she was gone, with a relaxed and content smile on his face. It stayed there, as he gave out instructions to the staff for the day. Even as he, at last, retired to his study, closing the door carefully behind him, and latching it shut. It only faded as he slowly sat himself down in his chair, and allowed himself, at last, to sob into his hands.

This would be a good thing, for both of them.

That didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt like hell, though.

🤍 kiss at the wedding / milestone Zoi and Y'shtola

Oh, I think I’ll save this one for later.

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The Switch

Miles Fairchild x fem! reader

Chapter four: flipped

It was warm, I was dressed in a red sweater and brown pants. I was cozy laying on a bed. I wasn't alone though. Miles was next to me, we were laughing. The room smelled like cinnamon, four red candles were lit, and it was late. Miles stops laughing and takes a long sigh.

"You're beautiful," He says sincerely, "I know I was a jerk to you but I don't know how to treat people, you know?" He says again. I don't say anything, just stare up at the ceiling. Miles grabs my hand and squeezes it as I wake.

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I shot up in my bed, freaked out because what did I just dream about? Why was I dreaming about Miles? I let the dream run through my mind a little bit more before I get up to get ready for the day. I wear a gray long sleeve shirt with navy blue baggy pants and a pair of white shoes.

I go downstairs to where Flora's school room is and see her and Miles having breakfast.

"Morning Flora." I say, putting a hand on her shoulder moving her hair back from her face.

"Good morning Y/n" She says enthusiastically.

"Miles" I say rather bland instead of saying hello or good morning. "Oh uh, morning" he says looking through his eyelashes with his head tilted down. "Finish up Flora we have lessons in about 15 minutes!" I gently remind her.

As I'm setting up the work I made and have planned from last night, Miles comes over to see what I'm doing. I'm laying worksheets and papers down when he starts to talk.

"Wow someone's old school, that's a lot of packets" he jokes as a shoot him a look from the side. He stops laughing and picks up a paper. "What the hell is this?" He asks in pure confusion.

"It's math genius. Don't you know what that is?" I say sarcastically. "Of course I know math, I'm not dumb." He says smiling shaking his head and putting the paper back in place.

Flora comes over and starts to do her worksheets and she is doing great until the last 5 problems. "These ones are too hard! I can't do it Y/n!" Flora says defeated. "It's okay Flora, here let me help you-" I start before I get cut off by the ringing of the phone. "I got it." I sigh hoping to at least help Flora before the whining gets worse.

"Hey Y/n, it's Erick, you know from algebra." A guy's voice exclaimed. "Oh hey man, what's going on!" I say excited that a friend had finally called me during my stay. "Well I know you're away and probably not having any fun, and Marissa is having a party tonight at her house and wanted to see if you could get away for a night and we could catch up and see some of our other friends?" Erick asked. "Oh my gosh, yes! That would be great, I kinda need a little bit of a break-" I say but get cut off yet again.

"Y/n I can't do it!!" Flora starts to whine louder. "MILES HELP YOUR SISTER PLEASE!" I yell for him while I'm in the other room. "Yes of course I'll come, I'm a little busy right now tell me the time and address and I'll meet you there." I say, and after that I get back to helping Flora.

"Hey, why isn't the problem done?" I ask concerned looking at her and then Miles. "I can't figure it out! It's too hard!" She says with her head down. "That's okay sweetheart. Miles I thought I told you to help her? I say whispering to him. "I don't understand the question." He says rubbing the nape of his neck. I sigh and take the paper away and give Flora a book to read while I talk to Miles.

"Did you ever go to school?" I ask him as we walk along the long halls. "Yeah but I didn't pay attention so I don't really know a lot. I have some work in my room I can show you what I know." He says looking at me with bright eyes.

'This is weird' I thought to myself, 'why is he now suddenly being so nice? It's like he flipped the switch or something.' I bite the inside of my mouth.

"That would be great actually, let's go." I say shooting my head towards him because maybe this will be my chance to find out what my dream was about. We enter his room and surprise, it smells like cinnamon. I see four burnt out red candles over a piece of paper but before I could investigate Miles harshly grabs my wrist to take my focus off of it.

"Um, here's what I know." He shows me a paper. It's not too bad and I could work with his head to learn more quickly. The whole time I was teaching all I could think about was my dream. Was Miles like a witch or something? Did he purposely try to get into my dream? Was that a dream at all?

Soon after Miles and Flora went to have lunch and I skipped it so I could be ready for the party. I inform Ms.Grose that I have an important family event and I will be back home later at night. I have to leave by 3:30pm to get to the party at 5 and get back home at 1am or 2. It was already 1 pm and I needed to start getting ready. I took a shower, did my hair, makeup, and put on a black tight spaghetti strap dress with a cut down the side. It was 3:00pm and decided it was time to get my shoes and start my car.

As I'm putting on my shoes Miles and Flora came into the front entrance. "Where are you going?" Flora asked sadly. "Don't worry sweetie, I'm only going to a family event and it's important I am there. I'll be back tomorrow." I say hugging her goodbye as I walk out the door. I'm at my car door and I hear Miles jogging up to me.

"Hey, what's up?" I say smiling. "I know you aren't going to a family event. Where are you really going?" He says agitated. "I told you Miles I'm going home to see my parents for a family get together." I say back trying to convince him. "No you're not just tell me where you're going okay?" He says now with his arms crossed. "Okay jeez, I'm going to a party tonight but it's super safe and I should be home around 1 or 2 am okay?" I say, opening the car door for myself. "No, parties aren't safe!" He sounds kind of concerned. "Miles I have to leave now, I'll be fine I'll see you in the morning." I say shutting the door while his hands are on the window. I drive off but I feel bad for leaving him like that. It's not a big deal though, I deserve to have a little fun outside of all of this school and work.

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HI GUYS SO HERE IS CHAPTER FOUR I RLLY HOPE U GUYS LIKE IT !! I know this chapter was a bit boring but the next one will DEF be more interesting ifykwim...

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