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smilesrobotlover · 5 months

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Ok this has been bothering me all day. I saw a post talking about how Rauru and Sonia did more for Zelda than Rhoam did and… I’m once again going to defend Rhoam, cuz that’s a very unfair thing to say and a horrible comparison to make.

Rauru and Sonia helped Zelda with her time powers and learning about the secret stone. Rhoam didn’t help her with her sealing power. Why? Cuz he has no magic and he clearly wasn’t the one who had it. Her mother was the one who had the power and was the one to teach her. Rhoam had no idea what he was doing, he didn’t understand the magic, and he hoped that if she dedicated her life that it would awaken so that the calamity wouldn’t destroy their home.

Well he should’ve tried to help her anyways right? Well, yes it’s easy to say that, unfortunately Rhoam was put in a very bad position of being king with the looming threat of the APOCALYPSE!!!! I think it’s implied that Rhoam married into the family, since his wife had the sealing power from the blood of the goddess or whatever, and seeing how he’s Hylian, he wasn’t a prince from another kingdom since all other kingdoms in this world have small round ears. For all we know, he was a prince consort who was never raised to be king. We don’t know what he was doing before, but with his wife’s sudden death and the responsibility of protecting his kingdom, he didn’t make the right choices. Which isn’t an excuse, but in his position, it’s an explanation. Rauru and Sonia didn’t have an apocalypse threatening to happen, in fact, they were in an era of peace and the future seemed bright. Of course they had time to hang out with Zelda and have tea parties with her. They seemed to be relaxed and having fun, which makes sense seeing how there didn’t seem to be much of a threat to their kingdom, minus Ganondorf, but I don’t think either of them saw him as a huge threat, seeing how they were absolutely blindsided by him.

It’s implied in AOC that Rhoam shouldered all of the responsibilities of the kingdom, and it seemed that he was under a significant amount of pressure during the calamity. And I feel like he mostly did that so Zelda could focus on awakening her power. She didn’t seem to have many responsibilities as princess save for awakening her power and helping out the champions. She is barely 17 so it makes sense that she’s not ruling the kingdom, but I do feel like Rhoam did all that stuff so she could focus on the calamity itself. And I’m sure in his stress he grew frustrated whenever Zelda focused more on the machines than awakening her power. Which was not the right thing to do, but come ON the world is literally about to end and the ONLY piece of the puzzle they need is Zelda!!! Some people forget that she HAD to awaken her powers otherwise the world was going to be destroyed! And it almost was cuz they were awakened too late! They were in such an unfair situation! And it’s not fair to compare him to Rauru and Sonia who were not in the same situation he was in, who were lying around in the grass and drinking tea because the calamity wasn’t there.

Rhoam is such a well written character that acts the way you’d expect someone in his situation to act. And he has so much regret over some of the things he’s had to do to protect Hyrule. You can read it in his journal where he finally gives up and desires to act more like a father to Zelda, you can see it when he takes Terrako away from Zelda, and you can see it when he’s a ghost 100 years after everything is destroyed. He’s so guilty but he did what he thought was best so that Zelda could not have a throne to nothing, so that Hyrule will be safe. And there’s a lot of things he could’ve done better, but people don’t act rational under that much stress. Like come on, would you? Don’t lie you absolutely wouldn’t.

And this post isn’t meant to diss on Rauru and Sonia, I like them in their own ways. But it’s kinda dumb whenever people love complex characters and then turn around and hate on characters like Rhoam and make them completely one-dimensional when they’re not. Y’all are completely unfair to Rhoam.

#he’s not a tyrant or an evil person or an oath breaker or loved Link more than Zelda or an abuser or stupid stuff like that #give him a break #I cant look at the AOC tag cuz all I see are people being stupid about his character #I feel like the calamity happening was a wake up call to him in AOC #and he realized some things about Zelda and the Sheikah technology #and I’m AOC he seems to be giving Zelda some of the responsibility of leading since she’s leading the army now #like HOW do people hate him AOC you people have no taste #it’s sad cuz they didn’t seem to be talking to each other much before the calamity #and when Rhoam was going to just. hang out with Zelda #he wasn’t given the chance #I cant imagine the guilt he felt in those 100 years #losing quite literally everything #ok I’m done ranting about this #I’m so done with Rhoam slander it’s STUOID #ITS SO STUPID #totk #totk spoilers #breath of the wild #age of calamity

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chushanye · 10 months

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Soren GRIEVING the family he thought was gonna be there for him.

Since the FIRST episode they've been at each others side. Since CHILDHOOD they've been instructed to stick togehter. In the Reflections short story "Rise Again" Soren follows Claudia into the attick to protect her from spiders. "if you have to choose between Soren and the egg...choose the egg" and then she kills a deer a whitnens half of her hair to save her brother.

and then slowly Soren watches as Viren pits them against each other. he sees himself being framed as too stuoid to understand what's happening and sees Claudia start to believe that he is. and he believes it too because he doubts he can from the words that convince her to once again stay with him. and he sees his sister changing in front of his eyes and he knows he can't make decisions for her.

and then he doesn't see her for 2 years, and when he does he begs her to talk, and pretcs her from a fall. and she doesn't speak to him. he's a little boy chasing after his sister again.

I'm in so much pain. like these two have depended on each other for SO LONG. and look at them now.

#matija when sibling dynamics in a show: 😢😭😥👺🙍🏻‍♂️🦷🪵🏴‍☠️#im not good #the dragon prince #soren tdp #claudia tdp

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cringelordofchaos · 6 months

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(warning: a ton of swearing, EXTREME stupidity, inaccessibility to screen readers, a ton of ranting)

I'm fucking stupid (like. Extremely)

in other words what I'm trying to say is

I don't know math. Like. At all

And it's a genuine fucking problem

(unrelated but my phone keeps trying to autocorrect "fucking" to "rucking/ducking" and it's really pissing me off)

I don't know how to phrase this differently. When I say I am HORRIBLY HORRIBLE at math, and I don't know anything going from 4th grade onward I MEAN it. And it's a fucking problem

Like how do I say this. I stopped paying attention to any classes in school ever since fifth grade and so I never, ever paid attention to math. How I have still managed to move forward, that is unbeknownst to me. But I haven't learned a single goddamn thing in those years and I don't know anything. Older people have told me to just start paying attention to class and I'll somehow catch up but the thing is, looking at the board........ I don't know anything. There is no former knowledge to apply here.

And it's all kinda my fault? I mean it's not like I CHOSE to not pay attention to class? Not really? I don't think st least? Ddisomdidwd

But even then I COULD ask people to help me but I feel so genuinely ashamed....... Like. Guys

To give an example of how genuinely stupid I am

Take this for example. 8 + 7 . EXTREMELY EASY. most people instantly think "oh it's 15" because most people are smart enough

IIII, HIWEVER, think this way: "oh.... Eight... Plus seven... Well first I'll turn eight into ten so it's a bit easier so I'll just take the number two away from seven... Ok now it's ten... Then I uh... Seven minus two.. that's five... So ten plus five is fifteen!"

SEE

SEE HOW STUOID I AM

AjIJCUEISJCJDIDJDJDIEJJDIEOSKCMDE

I definitely don't have discalculia or dyscalculia or whatever it's spelled like, I am just extremely dumb and never practice math. Never

I never do my homework, never do anything at school, like I said I have no idea as to how I managed to pass

I don't know who to turn to, because I feel way to goddamn ashamed to open up about this

I'm pretty sure I can talk to my sister but I'm sure she isn't too interested in teaching my basic mathematics

There's the internet, I suppose? Which can help me

The only problem.

I'm way too lazy

I keep telling myself I'll do it, I'll study, and then I. Don't.

I have a math test tomorrow and I told myself and my PE teacher that I'll study, that I'll ask my sister for help

But I didn't. Nighttime is nearing and I'm not doing anything about it but I should be doing something about it

I'll do it or st least try doing it after making this post but I have no idea where to start.

How does one learn YEARS of math in one night.

Nohow.

Well, I have been able to recover 2 years of physics in 3 private classes? Probably because AHEM individualist teaching mechanisms hellomm??? This is why private teaching is so much better than the standard education system???

But

I guess it is fixable just

I just wanted to rant I guess lolz

#im not tagging it w my vent tag #luckily ive been in a REALLYYYYY good headspace in the last few days #so instead of feeling sad abt this i just feel extremely embarrassed #rant #im an idiot #to do list #<- STUDY MATH W SISTER A PRIVATE TEACHER OR W THE INTERNET #JUST STUDY PLSSS #tw swearing #swearing #screen reader unsafe #ScreenReader UnSafe

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crushthecore · 24 days

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School sucked ass and now I have been given more homework since on Monday and today I only attended my odd periods (block schedule 🤬) but anwyas my hw is mostly history

When I stopped by my history teachers room she sighed when I mentioned I missed the whole week???😞😞 Like man I'm sorry

Also today in my academic support class (i kinda got lazy in 7th grade and beginning of 8th grade so I had shitty grades and had to join that instead of joining the elective I wanted💔💔)

So anyways in that class we had to analyze a song of our choice and I was STRUGGLING mainly cuz all the kids in that class are like the type to listen to rap and Kanye and stuff and I'm not saying that in a "I'm so different" way but they make fun of u if u don't like THEIR type of music. They kept saying ew everytime my teacher recommended them a rock song. ☹️☹️

My teacher told me that she knew I liked rock bands so she asked which kind I liked. AND I JUST STAYED QUIET, NOT BECAUSE I DONT KNOW SOME, IT'S JUST THAT I BLANKED OUT. All these mfs were staring at me but didn't say anything so🙏 but still, so nosy. But anyways blahblah

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I just got done eating and I forgot what I was gonna say but anyways the song I chose for the poster was Rx Queen by Deftones. My academic teacher is an English teacher so we had to find figurative languages and talk abt what a specific part of the the song meant. I already forgot what I even put down for the figurative languages nd stuff, but anyways the part of the song I put down for it was this:

"We'll stop to rest on the moon

And we'll make a fire

I'll steal a carcass for you

Then feed off the virus

'Cause you're my girl

And that's alright

If you sting me, I won't mind"

'Cause you're my girl

And that's alright

If you sting me, I won't mind"

Ngl idk why but I got embarrassed writing all that down on this huge poster my teacher gave us, also my handwriting looked a little wonky so that made me want to tear up the poster, but it's whatevers!! ^_^

also ngl the way I decorated it is so ugly..but I'm not surprised I sUCK with decorating 💔 I didn't do anything crazy though I kept it simple so it didn't look BAD BAD

That activity was supposed to be "fun" and "relaxing" but I just felt stressed tf out ermmekdkdk

Also today in math when we were on our 2nd hour of being in that class the girl I was talking 2 yesterday and I got her number yadadada, she left me when the teacher said u can go sit next to the people u want to. I mean I'm not mad she can do whatever she wants, it's just that I kinda wanted a friend to talk 2. :((( She didn't even invite me to go sit down with her and her friend

BUT anyways at the end of the day I don't really care, I was kind of disappointed but fuck it, we ball🙏🔥🔥🔥🔥(kms)

But than again it's not like we're good friends or whatever so idk but uhhhhmdmdkdkdjd, that's kinda it

OH OH , YEA AND TODAY IN THE MORNING, when we had testing for 2 hours. 💥💥💥 I finished 1 hour in and than just decided to take a nap until class ends, and I woke up in the middle of napping and my hand was asleep and I moved and kinda stretched and I said "ow" OUT LOUD (not really) but anwyays IT WAS SO QUIET THOUGH SOKDIDJDJNC WTF HLP, it's nott that embarrassing but the dude that sits across from me just stared 😕😞😞 and idk if I was talking in my sleep or something or snoring OR SOMETHING. GOD I HOPE I WASN'T.

Also I kept getting shivers when I was taking a nap dude. 🤬🤬 Also when the teacher told us to get our backpacks (we put them against the wall cuz testing) so yea he was calling on each table to get their backpack and when he got to my table everyone left to get theirs and I was left behind walking slowly and I kept TRIPPING OVER MYSELF. I PORBSLY LOOKED SO STUOID DUDE.... 😞😞

also my crush is in that class so that made it even worse ☹️☹️ (he's kind of like an ex-crudh though.🤔🤔 Idk, he talked to me ONCE. OFFERED GUM ONCE. And I fell head over heels with him and my friend (more like acquaintance or something, idk what I would call her) anyways she was friends him and she gave me his socials and I kinda stalked him online and uhuhhh. I'M GOOD NOW THOUGH🙏🙏trust that was back in like like January or December, this whole whatever u call this ended March soooo:3

Anyways today was shitty, right now I feel shittier cuz, hw. 💣

But as I was writing this I got some stuff done :33

I'm going to stop yapping into the void now byebeyye

#yapyapyap #aw great now i have a headache #word vomit‼️‼️

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slashingdisneypasta · 6 months

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Ok I've got a dragon imagine for the poly ships now XD this one could apply to both, honestly.

Imagine that Greasy and Psycho/Shiny are curled around each other. Psycho with his body might actually be able to wrap around his mate, and Shiny with her wings has one of hers draped over part of Greasy. For some reason, the others are looking for Poppy (Smartass needs his babysitter, or Stuoid wants to hang out), so they're calling Poppy's name, and stumbling on her two dragon mates together, and they ask them where the princess is. Surely they know where she could be.

And then, from under Shiny's wing or between Psycho's coils, a human arm shoots out and they hear Poppy's "I'm right here!" Before she pokes her head out from the dragon cuddle XD "What do you need?" "No, Hermosa. You're staying here." "But-" "Nope!"//"Nah, sugar. They don't need you. Right, Shrimp?"

(This could also apply to the quadple ship XD)

OMG!!!

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH XD

Ahhhh 'poppy! where are you? i cant- ' *tiny arm pops out of a dragon bundle' 'i'm here! ^^'

#that is t h e m o s t p r e c i o u s t h i n g!-

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not-gonna-lose · 4 months

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Musharna Mail! Everyone's watching—expecting, yet deep down hoping for your fall; glances of indifference and suppressed contempt. You're in the place in which you have to be, in the battle court. Everything is blurry, shapes without contour and colors fuzzy as watching a dreamy light. The sky is blue, but is filled with stars that watch with the utmost of neutrality. The opponent is her, of course. Of course it would be her. The same old team, but stronger... unbeatable, it feels. Feels like your whole body will collapse and melt on the floor, finally getting the rest it had needed for a long time. The eyes feel heavy, the thoughts in your brain are fuzzy as the lights and the whole environment. But even then, while feeling out of your body and out of your mind, you see your team—see the legend, leading your victory. The legend is ruthless, and you feel even how your bones rattle in your insides as you remember the physical danger it took you—memories that felt painful, as jabs in the very skull, but seeing now; how it brutally destroys the unbeatable team, the blood rushing from your quick beating heart is the only sensation that chains you to life. With every defeated pokémon on her team, her look turns even just a bit frantic. Movements blurry, just as her pokemon and how they're defeated... even the spectators, cheering for your defeat, are becoming more speechless. The legend is powerful. But is ruthless. A battle that feels more like a beat up. And when it finish... you have won. Like if time itself has ceased to be, and the seconds, the noise, has turned dull. Even if you feel as a brain leading a body destroyed by the exhaustion, what you see in front of you is her shock. Her surprise. Her concern. Her pain. She falls to the floor like you did a time ago, when you were naive. Seeing her fall... perhaps you should feel even if a bit of pity, or even indifference. But what you feel is your breathing quickening just as your heart, that will burst out of your rib cage at any moment at this point. Is that satisfaction from having won? Finally? After all the effort? But seeing her lost and vacant gaze of a shocked expression, you know—is joy, deep, deep down your heart, joy of seeing her in your place. What was your place. Joy because you're better. Joy, because she finally is suffering. You look around. Those faces that feel fully blurred except from their gazes are now staring at you in silence—not with indifference, not with the hope of seeing your fall... but respect, or is that fear? If there's a difference, is hard to tell. Because you feel tall. As if you could reach the stars, that now watch you with fascination. The "respect" of your "peers" feels like is feeding you, able even to fly and touch the azure sky itself. And with a blink, everything turns to dust. To ashes and another blurry and fuzzy shapes—back in the battle court, you see your team of your pokemon friends, and how they're ruthlessly defeated. When the last one falls, almost pathetically, your knees collapse and lost all their power. Time once again ceases to be, but instead, is to record forever in your eyes the cold stare of her. And so, the dream ends.

nonononononoNO-

dibt- wgy- sgoukdnt hsve fallwb asleeo thsy was stuoid srupif stupis STUOID- abd thid is- its wrubf im gohnf yo wim im foibg ro bwat hwr toull srr all od tou will sww yhwb toull duballt rwsprct mw i wint hsve yo he huet shtmore dhell uhdwrstbdn whdy dhw did tk me ans evwrtthung qill br bettwr itll fubsllt stip hurtibf i wobt let it judt be a fsbtast i vabt i hdve ro wib i hdve yo i hsve to i HAVE TO-

(don't- why- shouldn't have fallen asleep that was stupid stupid stupid STUPID- and this is- it's wrong I'm going to win I'm going to beat her you'll see all of you will see then you'll finally respect me I won't have to be hurt anymore she'll understand what she did to me and everything will be better it'll finally stop hurting I won't let it just be a fantasy I have to win I have to I have to I HAVE TO-)

#pkmn irl #musharna mail #(WHOEVER SENT THIS THANK YOU THIS IS GREAT.)#(OBVIOUSLY NOT FOR KIERAN BUT ABSOLUTELY FOR ME.)

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breakmedxwn · 1 year

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Frank and I are going to be roommates for the Bali trip, I'm excited and nervous which is so weird because we literally just got back from tour together. It feels stuoid but something about the way he talks to me makes my heart hammer harder in my chest. He told me we couldn't go too hard in Bali, and I promised I would be on my best behavior. When he threatened to spray me like a bad dog and called me "good boy" it made my stomach do somersaults. I think he knows, we openly flirt on stage and have been very affectionate through our shows and recording. It just feels so weird, I haven't felt this way for so long. I'm scared of hurting someone again, especially him. Playing music is so fun, I don't want to lose that.

I think I persuaded Ryan to come to Bali with us, pretty sure he's bunking up with Pete which isn't really a surprise.

Alissa asked me to join her to sit in the rain under the trees, which sounds like a good time to me. I told her I wanted to go swimming and she said she would "bring her cutest bikini". I'm interested in seeing where it goes. It seemed like she was being pretty flirty, but I've never been a good judge of those things. Despite being in so many popular bands and having groupies follow me for ages, I still can't get my head around people being attracted to me. I don't know, it's probably just a trauma or self esteem thing.

Overall I am looking forward to the trip tho

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a-very-gay-spider · 3 years

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Someday you will make eye contact with your best friend in the rear view mirror of her car and the Sun would be in her eyes and she wouldn't look away so you wouldnt look away either and you'd notice that the light kind of makes her eyes look like honey but that's stupid because you know they always look like laughter with whole constellations in her eyes and you'd be slow to realize that all this time that you were counting her eyelashes she was looking back at you and her gaze would seem significant in a way it shouldnt and you'd be like oh right i need to look away or else we'd crash and you would look away except really you could never look away from her again not really

#i. desperately need to get over her it's so STUPIDDDDDDDFDDDDDDDD I HATE HER WHY DIDNT SHE LOOK AWAY SHE WAS DRIVING SHE SHOULDNT HAVE LO #LOOKED AT ME BECAUSE LOOK AT ME NOW!!!!!!!!#WE MET AGAIN AND SHE HIT ME WITH THE SILLIEST MOST BASIC LINE EVER (it's our very common way of greeting eavh ither)#(context: said 'oh look-y here what's the moon doing in our humble gathering? ;)' and because im dumb i didnt hear her so i said 'huh?' and #she. she goddamn repeated herself and i couldnt breathe stuoid stupid)#I BLUSHED SO HARD IT'S SO UNFAIR A FEW MONTHS AGO I COULDVE REPLIED WITH LITERALLY ANYTHING EVER #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA [hits wall]

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vampireskull · 4 years

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when i want my parents to talk about my achievements a bit more I'm really just asking "do you still love me? am i still enought?"

#ndksjdkssjskxnsns damn not @ me having a crying fit after re-evaluating the relationship i have to my parents and realising that they both #treat me like shit!#i always propped my mom up on a pedestal. and i guess it was to keep the mental image that while my dad was abusive and didn't like me as an #individual there was still a parent that loved me unconditionally and would do everything for me #but in reality she just makes excuses for her stuoid ass husband and never really bothered to be there for me. i literally don't trust my #own parents with my feelings! because why would i? even when i was a child they wouldn't really care about my emotions. god. fuck. i hate it #there's really no one left for me. no one who loves me for me. because no one Knows ME #I'm all alone in the fucking world. anf i don't have the strength to do this shit anymore lol. I'm tired of playing the happy successful #daughter for the sake of my parents.#iwish i could move out or somehow put a distance between me and them so I would feel like i achieve the things i achieve fir myself snd not #for them. bc they take every success i made and turned it into an opportunity to flex on their friends and to praise THEMSELVES on a #parenting job well done #but bitch look at me. u fucked up a perfectly good child. u gave me low self-esteem and depression.#i: get into medical school. my dad: wow this is obvs all thanks to me and all other parents who's child didn't get into med school failed at #parenting #bro u did nothing for me ever. my mom raised me. i want to strangle him. he makes me so angry bc he doesn't accept responsibility fir his #actions.#i can't talk to him anymore about anything bc i will get angry. i hate how he tries to weasel himself into my life. when I don't want him #here. i want him to stay out of my business. he will never be a real part of my life. god.#⚰️

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perqabeth · 3 years

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first impression of your moots vs current ?

if i miss anyone watch me move to antartica, get plastic surgery and change my identtiy to gaston. including the ones im close close to😿

@shoyotime : you prolly alr know everythiung im gonna say bUTT ANYWAY,, we met on wattpad in the comments section lip bites and ngl i thougth u were like 18 or 20 then pls bc u sounded SO MATURE. and d9ont get mad at me but the first day (AS IN THE DAY WE FIRST MET YKYK NOT WHEN WE STARTED TALKINGON IG) when we gonna make gaso gang acc ykyk i thought you were kinda bossy goodbye i will leave now im so embrazzed I WAS STUOID AND ONLY 14 THEN OKAY hahahahhaa nervous sweats anyway BUT NOWWWWWWWWWWWW PHEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW ur like on of my (even my only, maybe) closest friends or wtvr 😒😒😒😒and i l*ove and care abt you or wtvr 😒😒😒😒😒😒😒 and you make me bvery very happie or wtvr 😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒 vvvv smort and sexc and HONEST!!!!!! person AND FUNNY ASF ty for existing smh and not dropping me and aleesha on the first day😟

@srkuv : thoughts r being thunk rn I DONT REMEMBER HOW WE MET HOLYYYYYYY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT i think it was on ig when u were added to gaso gang gc?? or was it on wp?????? I KNOWI MET YOU THRU INEZ????? first child: smal impression.... wAIT *FIRST IMPRESION: SMOL CHILD 🤡🤡🤡 must protecc vv sweet :( okay uwu,, it hasnt changed much 👍ur still my smol childn't but ur like mature for your age!!! and like sm0rt ngl, still muct proteque but you can fight anyone you want. you arent afraid to say what you want!! mwah mwah

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@sumerag1 : ri 😕😕😕😕😕 you CLOWN when i first met you i thought you were only here for may and didnt wanna talk to anyone else yk 😀👌 also i thought u were not very good at texting bye,,, BUT YOU HAVE A WAY WITH WORDS THAT MAKES ANYONE FEEL COMFORTED AND WANTED????? MA'AM HOW. now omg ilysm ur so FUCKING N I CE you always text me first anf :((((( check up on me :(((((( aND ME FEEL APPRECIATED OKAY ILYSM THIS WORLD DOESNT DESERVE YOU RI BEST GIRL AGENDA also omg supreior headcanons i must say

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zelda-ffitzgerald3 · 3 years

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I already find cole fans and SHers stupid and annoying, but whom I find even more stuoid and annoying are the people who like both lili and Ari💩 They clearly have some new kinda illness. Bc how can they like both? You're either a lili stan and an anti Ari, or vice versa. But being both is like literally impossible.

How is anybody a fan of Ari? She doesn’t *do* anything but ride Cole’s dick. Like how weird. She’s a nobody.

I love Michelle Williams- doesn’t mean I need to pay attention to the weird elf looking guy she married. Do Matt Damon fans care about his non famous wife?

They are fans of her vagina and Cole sticking his dick into it. It’s so reductive it kind of makes me ill.

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just-my-fandom · 5 years

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Stay on the Bus (Peter Parker x Stark! Reader)

Request; Angsty Peter!!! Okay here I go, reader and peter have been dating for a good two ish years, shes a superhero like Peter and is Tonys daughter. She risked herself to save the world and almost dies in peters arms and its just saddd but Tony can save her???

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"Y/N? Y/N, can you hear me?"

The tickle of your hair on your face drags you from your unconsciousness, face twisting in pain at the sharp daggers in your side,

"Hey," A voice drags out softly, soothing you when you emit a whimper, "Hey, I'm right here, it's Peter,"

A hand from the voice cups the back of your head, resting in against their chest so you could hear their thudding heart beat,

You let your eyelids pull open, taking in a deep breath and exhaling sharply at the burns,

"Peter?" You question, hand clutching at the suit holding onto you and eyes searching for the voice, "Peter,"

"I'm right here," The superhero tugs off his mask, brown eyes meeting yours to reveal harsh tears, "Im right here Y/N I promise,"

"It hurts," You release a soft sob, Peter brushing hair from your eye's to cup the side of your face, holding it close to his,

"I know," He breathes out a trembling breath, "M-Mr. Stark will be here soon, he's going to help you,"

You shake your head, feeling the tear that slid down Peters cheek fall onto yours, "Dad can't help me,"

"Don't say that," Peter swallows, rocking you slowly to ease you, "Its going to be okay, we'll go back home and we'll be with Ned and MJ again,"

"We should have stayed on the bus," You crack a smile, Peter breaking a laugh and you shut your eye's,

"Kid!" Tony lands on his feet yards away from the two teenagers, Rhodey following quick behind,

"Mr. Stark," Peter looks up at the man in the armor, "She needs help,"

"Karen, check vitals," Tony kneels down at your other side, hand at the wound,

"She is suffering from blood loss, a minor conscusion, a broken wrist, and needs to seek immediate hospitality,"

Tony glances to the side, cursing beneath his breath, "We can't just walk into a hospital in our armor,"

"Mr. St-stark? She's not waking up," Peters panicked and red brimmed eye's look up at Tony, tightening around you, "You have to help her, please, I can't lose her too, Mr. Stark, I just can't,"

"Kid," Tony alerts firmly, eyes sharp, "I'm going to need you to remain calm, for my daughter. You understand? We're going to take her back to my house and aid her there. But you have to go home and tell May you're safe,"

"And leave her?" Peter stammers, a tear falling down his chin, "She risked her life for us, I-I'll call May, tell her Im okay,"

"May needs to see you in person, Peter," Tony growls, "I know you're upset, but you need to trust me,"

"Okay," Peter exhales deeply, slowly letting Tony pull you up bridal style,

"I'll send you the address to my house," Tony nods once, "She'll be okay, kid,"

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"Is she alive?"

Tony looks over at the quiet voice at the door, Morgan peaking inside of the bedroom that had a hospitalized device beeping off the sidelines,

Tony forces a chuckle at his daughters question, nodding and extending a hand, "She is,"

"All because you saved her?" Morgan asks, and Tony pulls her up onto his lap, eyes drifting to the girl curled into her blanket, breaths steady,

"I guess I wasnt ready to stop being a superhero huh?" Tony brushes hair from Morgans face, "Wheres your mom, eh?"

"Mommy and Uncle Steve are making lunch with Peter," Morgan answers, smiling, "Cheeseburgers,"

"Ugh, my favorite," Tony sighs, and kisses Morgans cheek, "Why dont you go help them with lunch while I wait for sissy to wake up?"

"Okay!" Morgan giggles, jumping down and taking off out of the bedroom, yelling for Pepper downstairs,

Tony exhales, gaze moving over when you inhale deeply, eyes slowly peeling open, "Dad?" You slowly turn onto your back, looking around, "Where am I?"

"Hey, sweetheart," Tony stands up, crouching down onto the bed next to you, "You're back home. The battles over,"

"Did I do it?" You swallow through your dry throat, rubbing your eye out of exhaustion, "Did I beat Thanos?"

"You did," Tony chuckles weakly, leaning down to kiss your forehead, "How do you feel?"

"Refreshed," You sigh out, and Tony leans back, grinning,

"You should be. You slept for a full three days," He raises an eyebrow, and your eyes widen, looking around again,

"Where is everyone? Are they okay? Peter?"

Tony instantly reaches forward, hands at your shoulders when you begin to sit up, "Hey hey, easy. You still have major injuries. They're all okay, promise. Peter and Steve are downstairs,"

"Thank God," You rest your forehead at his shoulder, Tony placing a hand on your head to hokd you close against him, "I didnt want to die for nothing,"

"First off, you didnt die," Tony points a finger, "Second off, you dont understand how pissed off I am at you for doing that,"

"Sorry," You frown, and Tony sighs, kissing your forehead a second time,

"I forgive you. But no superheroing for a good while," He pulls away, just when you pout,

"Should have seen that coming," You groan as you stand up, Tony taking the hand that didnt have a brace on it,

"I feel like Ive been hit by a bus," You whine, "Dad, save me,"

"Ive already saved your ass once, no more please,"

You snort, Tony chuckling as you step into the kitchen in slow footsteps, all eyes turning to you,

"Sissy!" Morgan squeals, cheeseburger stuffed in her face, "You're not dead!"

"Sure hope not," You laugh, Pepper instantly coming up to cup your face, staring at you before tugging you forward, releasing a sob,

"Im okay Pep," You smile, wrapping your arms around your mother figure, "Im okay,"

"What were you thinking?" Pepper leans back, eyes darting between yours, "You almost died, Y/N. Do you not understand how much that would have effected your father?"

You nod, and Pepper sighs, curling hair behind your ear, "Please, start being more careful,"

"I will," You smile, and she steps back when Steve comes up, his more built figure making you sink back,

"Are you mad at me too?" You ask quietly, Steve looking at Tony then at you,

"No. Im disappointed. Proud that you saved everyone, but, disappointed,"

"Figured," You open your arms, "Can I have a hug?"

Steve rolls his eye's, embracing you carefully when Tony warns him of your sore form,

"Best for last?" You grin at Peter, who remained to stare at you, eyes only flickering to Tony when he feared to come near you,

"Peter?" You release yourself from Steve to slowly walk up to the spider boy, hands coming to your face, "Hey, look at me,"

His eyes move from Tony to you, revealing harsh tears like the night of your near death

"Im okay," You whisper, smiling, "See?" You lean up, allowing your nose to brush his, "Im right here, promise,"

Peter releases a silent sob, stance to prove your father he could remain strong faltering as he collapses into your arms, his own wrapping at your hips and clutching to your shirt,

You shut your eyes tightly to hide your own tears, hand in his hair as you sniff, ignoring the pain in your right wrist,

Tony steps forward to peel Peter from you, but Pepper grabs his arm, tugging him back. He looks at her sternly, but her look is deadlier as she silently told him to let you be,

Peter wipes the tears off his cheeks and sniffs, glancing over to see Tony being dragged by Pepper to make his cheeseburger,

You make sure your dad isnt looking, hand grabbing at the side of Peters head and directing his lips to press firmly to yours,

Peter relaxes against you, eyes shutting, Tony looking up and clenching his jaw, but reminds himself of his wives death stare and continues to silently make his burger,

You slowly pull away, eyes opening to meet Peters, your arm sliding to his backside as you bury your face into his chest, muscles releasing all tension,

Peter looks your dad, who nods once, smiling lightly, Peter exhaling and rubbing your back,

"Y/N!" Morgan runs up, tugging at your hand, "I made your burger, just how you like it! Come on!"

You laugh despite the sob in your throat, following Morgan to the island stools and sitting down, clinking your orange juice with hers,

Tony walks up, arm at your shoulder, and he whispers into your ear, looking at Peter and winking before following Steve and Pepper into the living room,

"What did he say?" Peter asks quietly, sitting at your other side as you take a bite of your burger, humming at the taste od food you havent had in three days,

"Dont eat all the cheeseburgers," You grin, and sip your drink, "Joking. He said that if he sees you kiss me again you're fired. But we both know hes joking,"

"Haha," Peter laughs nervously, "Right,"

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"Dad?"

Tony looks up from where he was wiping his wet hands on a rag, placing the rag in the sink when he finds you in one of his button ups and a pair of old shorts,

"Whats up, bug?" Tony questions, leaning against the counter,

"I'm sorry," You exhale, eyes shutting, "For all of this. Stressing you, and Pepper out, scaring Peter so bad he cried in my arms. You didnt deserve that. I was just trying to do the right thing,"

"Hey, its alright," Tony cups your face, wiping his thumb across your cheek, "You're a Stark, after all. We make stuoid decisions for a good cause,"

"You're not disappointed?" You ask, Tony rolling his eyes and scoffing,

"Hell no. I could never be disappointed in you,"

You crack a smile, "What about mom? Do you think she would be proud?"

"Dont even think about it Y/N Stark! Being a superhero could get you killed!" Tony immitates your mother in a high pitch voice, grinning when You laugh,

"Seems about right," You shrug a shoulder, and Tony grabs your shoulder, pulling You into his chest,

"Love you tons, kid. But you are one day going to give me a heart attack," Tony sighs, and you wrap your arms around him, nose in his shoulder,

"I love you three thousand," You shut your eyes tiredly, enjoying your fathers arms around you in a much needed, long embrace,

"Come on," Tony murmurs in your ear, "Lets get you to bed. Bruce, Wanda and Rhodey are wanting to see you tomorrow,"

"Can I meet this Bucky and Sam Uncle Steve talks nonstop about?" You ask hopefully, following Tony up the stairs of your home,

"Mmm, maybe,"

"Ah come on,"

#tony stark imagine #tony stark x reader #tony stark #peter parker x sister reader #peter parker x reader #peter parker #peter parker imagine #peter parker x stark reader #steve rogers #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers x reader #pepper potts #avengers endgame #avengers endame spoilers #tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland imagine

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viperri · 4 years

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DEMIGODS RANTING

- When Percy rants his new york accent comes out and no one can understand what the hell he's saying. The words are messed up and switched around to where not even annabeth can deciphers his words.

-Speaking of, Annabeth rants in ancient greek. She grew up in camp and many spoke greek there so it just became a habit. She also cursed a lot so when she rants curse words just flow through her speech

-Leo rants in rapid fire spanish. Maybe even creaks and sqeuks. Only Reyna can even attempt to understand him so everyone looks to her to translate.

- Reyna rants in Spanish, Latin, or english. It's most likely a mix so you have to pay close attention to understand what she saying

-piper rants in french or her native language. It's weird cause no one, not even her half siblings can understand because none of them speak cherokee.

- Jason doesn't necessarily rent but he speaks in a deadly calm voice and it doesn't raise above normal speaking. It's kinda creepy but it is more like a leader scolding their subjects

- Frank rants in Chinese/ Canadian. So it's got that weird accent but it's a different language. No one else speaks it so they depend on hazel to calm him down enough to speak english

- Hazel rants in louisiana french and Piper trust her best to understand her but frank does it the best. He has heard he rant more often so he can deciphers her old language

- Nico obviously rants in italian and will thinks it's the hottest thing in the world. He's drooling listening to his boyfriend rant about how stuoid Percy is and how annoying Jason can be.

- Will has that country boy drawl and it has the same effect on Nico, but he hides it better

-Meg would just tell as loud as she possible can while Apollo covers his ears muttering about whiny, annoying plant kids

- I am not very sure about Apollo anyone have ideas

- we don't know enough about the stills and Katie but clarisse instead of renting goes and beats up the new campers or Percy, if she can.

#pjo series #annabeth chase #nico di angelo #percy jackson #leo valdez #reyna avila ramirez arellano #frank zhang #hazel levesque #the seven demigods

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chasseurdeloup-retired · 4 years

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Pour Some Salt on Me || Matty and Kaden

TIMING: Present LOCATION: Soul on the Rocks PARTIES: @likeamattoutofhell and @chasseurdeloup SUMMARY: Matty meets Kaden at the bar and deals with some of his baggage. AKA: Did someone order a Margarita? Extra salty?

It wasn’t often that Kaden spent a free night at a bar that wasn’t the Silver Bullet but he was always up for something new and different. Plus, for all he knew, he could be walking into a prime opportunity for hunting. Not to mention, he could always use a few more drinks to deal with everything that had happened in the past week. Mimes. Wings. Banshees. Werewolves. It was too much. He could use a normal night. The bar was loud. Very loud. It was going to take a lot for him to concentrate on any conversation and not get overwhelmed. He took a deep breath. It’d be fine, as long as he was prepared. He saw a guy at the bar, pretty sure on the end he was supposed to meet him. “You Matty?” he asked. “Kaden. Aka that guy whose dog found a fucking head the other week.” He almost added ‘not a mime-fucker’ but then he thought better of reminding anyone of that before needed. “How’s it going?

So. This had been a day, hadn’t it? Or, well. A night. But, at least some shit didn’t change. Soul on the Rocks was still standing, and nobody gave a crap how you came. Which was good, given that Matty looked a little like a half-drowned poodle, his hair still damp and curling, crazily, from his make-do shower at the pool. Whatever it took. Bit into his budget a little - man, everything cost more, these days - but he was two rounds into the special, and had enough left over for a few more. Solid. He’d just raised a hand for another when some… guy, sleek, sharp-faced, dropped onto the stool next-door. Kaden? Right. Maybe into mimes? According to the internet, but. Couldn’t believe everything you read, duh. “Yeah, that’s - yeah.” The vibes, on this poor bastard. “It’s… going, alright.” Why not shoot the shit? There was plenty of it. “Pipes in my place are, uh. Under reconstruction? Got real messed up last week, full of something fucked, I don’t know. At least the neighbors aren’t, you know, weirder than usual.” Which had been saying something, alright. But he’d draw a line, sure, at suddenly taking up miming. At other people. In the hallway. Matty shrugged, vaguely. “Same shit, different day, around here. How about you, man? What’s up?”

Kaden raised a brow and gave the guy a one over. “I can see that.” The guy looked rough, alright. Soaked and a little bedraggled. “Bad pipes, huh? What happened? Do you live anywhere near the funeral home by chance?” He almost asked if it was vampires or necrophages since that always seemed to be the cause of leaky pipes in buildings. Occasionally pixies. Usually dead things. But he thought better of it. That joke only landed in a hunter bar, really. He waved down the bartender and ordered a beer, wasn’t sure he trusted the liquor to be drinkable let alone mid shelf. “I’m alright. Less severed heads in my life so that’s been good.” A lot more wings and banshees and death but it was fine. He was fine. Everything was fine. He gulped down a sizable portion of his drink. “I mean, yeah. It’s been a fucking week. Got attacked by the wo-- an animal in the woods the other night. Nearly fucking died. So I’m sure yours is going better than that. Least I hope so.”

Funeral home? Matty frowned, faintly, not sure what that was supposed to mean. “Don’t think so?” Hopefully that was a no. Not somewhere he needed, or wanted, to hang around. With actual corpses. “Just some shithole, you know what it’s like.” Fuck, it was a shame you couldn’t smoke in bars anymore. Still had some of that good weed, from Margot, kicking around. And he was itching for something, anything. Matty gave the bartender a seriously grateful nod as the next Moscow mule landed, shaking off a sudden, cold shiver. A bad one. God, he’d have to get ahold of Felix. Soon.

But. A couple drinks wouldn’t hurt, and the company probably wouldn’t. Jury was out, as of yet.

“Solid.” Less body parts flying around in general, the better, yeah? Elbow up on the scratched-to-shit counter, he took a long, needsome drink, hearing Kaden out. The wo-what? His head tilted, there, doing some wo-wondering. Not too much. His week. Where to start? With the waiting to find out if a couple super scary motherfuckers were going to duke it out to the death over at Hanging Rock, come the weekend? Hanging around a psychotic old-ass leech with fancy tastes? Getting thrown out of a tree by a bloodsucking... monkey, with iron teeth, or some shit? No, thanks. “Oh, totally.” Matty tossed off a tired sorta smile, and raised his glass. “Here’s to - death-defying, huh? Life goes on.” Close enough. “The hell were you doing in the woods, anyway? Nothing but crazy and mosquitoes out there, seriously…”

Kaden nodded at his current companion’s words. “Ah, not related to that then. Nevermind. But yeah, I do know how that goes. Surprised I don’t live in a complete dump here, but I got paid a little more than I’m used to when I took the job at Animal Control.” Out of the sheer desperation they had to fill the position. He felt a chill run through him before taking another sip of his beer. Strange, was the door open or something? He looked back but that was stuoid, it wasn't even that cold out anymore. Odd. Must have imagined it. Or the beer was just really cold.

“To deth-defying.” Kaden raised his glass in a toast and gave a small nod. And a wince as he lifted his arm. Side still hurt, he almost forgot, despite toasting his near death. “I was camping. Didn’t want to stay in my apartment any longer.” He gave a shrug. The details weren’t ones he was ready to dig up so soon. Or share in a bar. At least not this sober. “I’m also in animal control so I’m there a lot anyway. Got attacked by an animal.” Explaining what it was seemed unnecessary. Most people accepted “animal” right off the bat, anyway. “You ever had any near death experiences?

Lauren Langley couldn’t stand to watch this any more, this fraternizing with supernaturals that her son kept indulging in. He'd made his choice to turn away from his duty. He didn’t even do a basic check on this man to see the glaringly obvious. The man at the bar was obviously undead. Kaden should have been able to listen and hear the hollow emptiness where his heart should be beating. And yet he sat there, toasting, making small talk. Disgusting. Disgraceful. She could no longer contain the anger raging inside of her. She pushed out her power, let her anger extend outwards and the lights started to flicker, the sound cutting in and out, as she floated towards the man in question, standing between him and her son, glaring daggers at him that she knew he could see, the blood sucking filth that he was.

Animal Control. Okay, then. Matty’s eyebrows slid upwards, but, hey. Whatever paid the bills. Not like he could talk. “Well, hey. Nice.” Did he want to know about… dogcatching, or whatever this guy got up to? Not exactly, but - he’d always been curious. “Seems like a rough gig. Especially in this town, fuck...” Christ knew what kinda freaky shit Kaden had to deal with, on top of bears, and cougars, and rabid raccoons. Had to feel a little sorry for him, yeah?

Cheers, anyway. To camping, too, sure. Whatever the dude was into. “Cool, yeah. I get that, man. Space. Nice thing to have.” Matty drank. And twitched, as the electricity fritzed. Weird. He blinked, throwing an uncertain glance over the rest of the Rocks, watching as the jukebox glimmered in and out, the static sneering into his too-sharp ears. Near death. With a shook-out laugh, Matty turned back to try and field that one - only to find some lady. Some ghost lady, all silvery; more substantial than most, though. Nobody he knew. Right? No. He was pretty sure. But that stare. The grin was staggering away from him, on its last legs. “A… a couple…” Leaning back on his stool, Matty cleared his throat. Took another drink. “Animals, yeah.” He was stumbling, quailing under those eyes. Maybe they weren’t, you know, familiar, but. If looks could murder. Violently. “Maybe we oughta take this outside?” Matty winced, suddenly, sliding to his feet. Ghosts got stuck to places, didn’t they? “Just, seems we’ve got some… fucky wiring, in here. I mean, this joint’s probably a total fire-trap…”

Kaden froze, glass at his lips, as the electricity cut in and out. For half a second he wondered if this was just a result of shoddy wiring. This bar wasn’t exactly high end or upscale. But the shocked looks and startled reactions from everyone around him gave him the feeling this wasn’t a typical occurrence. Putain. He really wanted a night off from the supernatural. Didn’t look like he was going to get it. It seemed like his present drinking buddy was looking through him or around him. Hard to say for sure, but it didn’t seem like his eyes were meeting his. Hmm, maybe his near death experiences were a hell of a lot worse than Kaden’s. Shit, might have hit a nerve. “You alright?” he asked, brow raised as the guy started to freak out. “Yeah, I noticed.” Kaden glanced around the place, didn’t see anything else strange, but there was a bit of a cold spot as he stood to follow. “I’m guessing this isn’t normal for here. Got any better suggestions?” Bullet was out so he supposed it was another night at Dell’s. He shrugged as they headed outside, could be worse.

He wasn’t going to get away so easily. Lauren knew he saw her; he must know her feelings as well. Or at least sensed them. And she hadn’t even spoken yet. “Leaving so soon, vampire?” she asked, smirk on her face. “I wasn’t finished here.” Her voice was laced with venom, but it was still and even all the same, cold and poisonous at the same time. Once again, she pulled into her anger and used it to send the unused glasses from the bar exploding out in every direction, but most of the glasses aimed at the vampire. Unfortunately, her son, too. But he could tolerate the pain. And maybe it would give him a hint to either leave this loathsome creature or, better yet, kill it. She disappeared a moment and then flashed back in front of the vampire, spectral face inches from his. “My son may not put a stake through your heart. He’s gone soft, you see, but I sure will. Better yet, I’ll make sure he does.”

“Me? I’m good, yeah, just...” Haunted. “Honestly, I…” Matty trailed off, a shudder creeping down the back of his neck, all the way. That kind, he realized, now. He’d met his fair share of ghosts. Or, well, his unfair share, depending on how you looked at it. This one was - well, bad fuckin’ vibes, all over, was what she was. Why the hell was the vampire thing her problem? Matty tried to pin his attention down to Kaden, hurriedly tugging his ratty denim jacket on. They’d just fuck off, and he’d try the Rocks again… in a week. Or two. A month from now. Oh, that would blow.

Not as hard as the fuckin’ rain of glass that shattered over them. Matty had heard them rattling just in time to turn, barely soon enough to drop, shoving Kaden by the shoulder, turning his back into a storm of smashing tumblers and sharp edges. Ears ringing, hands shaking - bleeding, somewhere, he could smell it already - Matty gasped out of it, and pushed away across the sticky, glittering floor as the ghost gathered in front of him, face to face. Son? His eyes ticked to Kaden, quick. Back. Yeah, around the eyes, he could see it. Just his fuckin’ luck. Getting in the middle of some kinda family drama.

Wait. Wait, wait. Gone soft? Too soft for staking. Shit. Slayer family drama? Just his fuckin’ luck.

“Listen, I don’t - I don’t know you, or him, or… what your problem is, I...” What he did know, was salt. Salt for ghosts. How, specifically, not so sure. But the salt would be behind the bar - he’d downed enough tequila here to know. Behind the bar, where he was going, fast.

“Shit!” Kaden shouted as he saw the glasses rumble. He raised his hands to shield his head and found himself shoved down out of the way of the oncoming onslaught of glass. White hot pain from his side flashed through him as he twisted and ducked. After the deafening crashes of glass came the screams as patrons started bolting for any exit they could find. Couldn’t blame them. As Kaden stood up straight, his brow furrowed, another wince of a pain, and yeah that was definitely blood dripping along his hands. Fuck. “You o--” He started to ask his drinking buddy as he tried to evaluate the extent of his wounds. Minimal, thankfully. But his words cut short as the other man started speaking to the air.

“Who are you talking to?” Kaden asked, brows furrowed, and stomach sinking. He had a feeling he fucking knew who the hell it was he was talking to. Putain. Also that meant this guy could see ghosts. Well that narrowed it down a little. Medium maybe? Zombie? Wait what was he going for behind the bar? Shit, time to pull a knife out, just in case. He grabbed a standard blade first but started rummaging in his pockets. Had to have an iron one on him somewhere.

“Oh, how cute. The bloodsucker found the salt,” Lauren smiled and shook her head, arms crossed in front of her incorporeal body. “Do you really think that will stop me?” Lauren disappeared and sprung back next to Matty’s left, voice slithering right into his ear. “I need you to tell my son something, you filthy animated corpse. Before you turn to dust.” She vanished again and reappeared on his other side, eyes fixed on Kaden even though he couldn’t see her as she spit more venom into the vampire’s ear. “Tell him he should have been better. And that he’s all but proven he’s no son of mine.” Her visage was gone one more for the moment. With a loud crash, half the tables in the bar burst, sending drinks and food tumbling to the floor and wood shards flying in every direction. If that wasn’t a hint for her disgrace of a son, nothing would be.

Shit. Pawing around behind the counter, Matty was doing his best to think, clearly, with blood on the air. Human blood. He’d eaten earlier, but - pig, or something, whatever Nic had drained into those juiceboxes. Not enough to keep the good stuff from being distracting. “Uh…” He stammered, hearing Kaden. Asking a totally sensible kinda question, in the middle of something not sensible at all. There - pinch-bowls of salt. A couple went spilling onto the counter as Matty flinched, that chilling, creeping not-breath riding up his spine again, that hiss an itch across the back of his neck. Tell him.

Oh, this cow could eat it.

“Fuck off, Jesus!” He rasped, flinging a handful of the stuff. Where she’d been, anyway. God, usually ghosts were chill. Why’d he have to wind up drinking with some hunter who had poltergeist-grade baggage? Snatching up another desperate handful of salt, Matty glanced Kaden’s way. Or, almost. Everything went to shit, before he got a good look at the guy. Again. Worse. The back-mirror splintered and sheeted apart as pieces of table and chair stabbed through, into the wall, quivering furiously. “Your mom!” Shouting over the noise, Matty cowered behind the bar, panting hard and panicky from where he’d hit the dirt. “I swear, man - that’s what she says...” Why she felt the need to let him know, well. That, Matty sure as shit couldn’t answer.

Kaden was still fumbling for anything iron when the tables exploded. He dropped down and ducked, once again using his arms to shield himself. Fucking shit. This had to be an angry spirit, right? Shit, he was so far out of his depths here.

He shot up at the man’s words. “My mom?” His brow creased and he looked around, as if he’d be able to see her. “Putain de merde!” he grumbled, rolling his eyes. He had a feeling that was the case. He really wished it wasn’t. Fucking fuck. “Circle yourself in salt!” he shouted

Wait. Did that mean?

No. That. No. It couldn’t be.

As soon as her son froze, Lauren knew he’d figured it out. She’d hoped that he would, maybe a little sooner, but her faith in him had waned. “Do it, mon petitou. Do it.” She whispered in his ear as if he could hear him. All she needed was for him to stake one measly vampire and then she could move on. Maybe.

Kaden shook off his stupor as he felt a chill creep down his spine. There’d be time to evaluate this later. Right now he needed a plan. And to figure out how to stop this. “Want to tell me why the fuck you can see ghosts?” he shouted to Matty. “And why my mother is pissed as shit at you. And me. But you seem like the cause here, too.”

Lauren could feel the rage building up inside her again. Why was he talking? Why wasn't he acting? She threw back her spectral head and screamed, pushing her anger out to shatter all the glass and windows. It lashed out and added more scrapes and cuts to her son’s body. She didn’t care anymore if her son bled. Maybe then this vampire would show its true nature and Kaden would remember that he was meant to fight monsters, not protect them.

Circle of salt. Right. Ghosts, couldn’t cross. Only, then he would be stuck, here, in deep with Langley, who - who, whatever he might be, had shit going on that Matty wanted fuck all to do with, frankly. No offense to the dude, just. No. Kicking some of the wreckage aside, Matty scrambled to draw that circle out, wincing as his supply ran a bit thin. It’d be enough, right? Maybe. He’d stretch it. Did he want to tell Kaden why he saw ghosts? Like hell, if Mama Langley’s hate-on said anything about how she’d raised her son. “It’s, uh - genetic!” Matty shouted back, a little frayed about it. Seemed to work for Nora. Though, Nora was a pretty shit standard for what totally normal people would believe. Obviously. Fuck.

The hot, spattery smell of blood sharpened up, suddenly, tugging at Matty’s teeth until his jaw ached. “I don’t know, man! Maybe she’s just a raging bitch?!” No, the guy didn’t need to hear what mommy dearest was going on about. He shook his head, woozy - a sluggish lick of dark blood dribbled down the side of his cheek, dead and cold. And tried to fix that fucking circle.

Kaden was getting fucking sick of playing duck and cover with a poltergiest. The wounds probably wouldn’t take too long to heal but it still stung. In more ways than one. “Genetic?” Had to be a medium then. Why the fuck was she so mad about a medium? Then his mind jumped to Blanche. Whatever it was, it had to do with her, right? And certainly Regan. There was no doubt there. Fuck. They had to get out of here, but he knew damn well his mother would follow him if they just cut and ran. He had no iron on him. And funny enough, rock bars weren’t exactly filled with it. He looked around on the floor, between the shattered tables and fallen plates, he saw something. A fucking margarita glass. Rimmed with salt. Plastic. Never been so happy to be at a cheap fucking bar. He grabbed it and started swinging it wildly, wielding it like a weapon. “When you see her disappear, fucking run!” he shouted, whirling around the room and waving the salt rimmed glass around.

The hell was Kaden up to? Peeking out around the counter corner, Matty strained to keep his boots in the circle and his eyes on the action. Which was something to see, for fuckin’ sure: Langley, swinging like a drunk playing pinata. Right across his shrieking-mad mom, the spiderwebby substance of her rending apart. And not coming back. For a beat, Matty couldn’t believe it. But, he didn’t have to. Unfrozen, he lurched alive and out - the shattered front window, the shortest path to away from all this. Stumbling wildly into the parking lot, Matty hit the asphalt at a sprint, with a skitter of glass, and didn’t stop. Not until he was far, far away from the blood, and that mess of a bar, and Kaden Langley’s totally batshit mommy issues.

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