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Day 30: Alt 4: Alone
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Undeserved
Warnings: Captivity, nightmares, execution (hanging), strangulation
Don’t worry, he’s fiiiine. Well. He could be better.
This is part of a series. If you haven't, I suggest starting at Day 1.
This one is also a fill for my BTHB.
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Faces. So many faces. All of them strangers. They were everywhere. Filling the square, filling the adjacent streets, filling the whole world. Damien’s gaze darted over them, a strange panic gripping his heart. There was one face he had to find. He had to be somewhere in this mass. With every face he passed without finding him, Damien’s despair grew. He was running out of time. The noose was already around his neck, the weight of the rope all that kept him standing on trembling legs.
Someone started to speak, their voice carrying across the square. Damien didn’t understand the words, but he knew what they said. Listing his crimes, announcing his punishment. The crowd cheered. Someone stepped behind him. Damien sobbed as the rope started to lift and the pressure around his neck increased. So many faces, and not a single one familiar. He had to find the one that would be. The only one that had ever mattered. 
Blood rushed in his ears and pounded in his temples as the rope was pulled taut. Damien struggled to keep up, straining his battered body to buy himself a bit more time. His breaths were panicked, unable to deliver enough air to his aching lungs, to calm his hammering heart. Knowing that it was useless didn’t stop him from instinctively trying to break free. But his hands were bound behind his back, the restraints cutting deep into his wrists as he tore against them. Valadan. Instead of his brother’s name, a broken sob left his lips. Please. He had to be here. Damien tried to blink the tears away, to be able to keep looking. All he saw was hate and disgust, mirrored on each face his gaze passed.
His toes scraped over the wooden boards of the scaffold, trying desperately to find a way to relieve the pressure. Then they were in the air, swaying helplessly, unable to reach anything. Damien opened his mouth, trying to scream, to plead. No sound came out. He needed a moment longer. He had to find him. Blood ran down his hands. It hurt. Not as much as his bruised neck, being squeezed mercilessly by the rope. Twisting against it only made it worse, but the pain barely mattered against the burning in his lungs. He couldn’t breathe. Where was his brother? He had to hold on, a moment longer. To fight the darkness, eating away at the edges of his vision. He had to find him. To see him, one last time. But he couldn’t breathe, and it hurt, it hurt so much, and his heart was about to break apart, and he couldn’t breathe, and he couldn’t find him, and —
Damien awoke with a scream, sounding more like a rasping croak than anything else. He tugged at the chain, trying to reach his neck. There was nothing there. Nothing. He could breathe, even if it hurt. His heart was still beating so fast, he wouldn’t have been surprised if it managed to break his ribs.
He had to get up. Ground himself somewhere in this terrible cell, which was just the slightest bit less terrible than his nightmare had been. Damien managed not to scream as he put some weight onto his right arm. He didn’t have the strength anymore to get up any other way. He shuffled towards the wall, pushing himself up. His whole arm had turned into one horrible well of agony. Perhaps it was rotting away. If he was lucky, he’d never have to look at it again, see what had become of it.
Sitting against the wall, he slowly managed to calm down. He looked at the little window, the sky behind it turning pale with the approaching dawn. Was it the third day already? Damien had lost all track of time, drifting between darkness and light. Sometimes it felt like he had been unconscious for days, other times it seemed to have been mere minutes. In any case, his time was running out.
He’d end just like in his dream. 
A quiet sob shook him as he realized that he would die exactly like in his dream. Alone and terrified, with a mass of strangers staring at him. Perhaps some of them would have pity with him — he probably looked miserable enough to soften a heart or two. People were like that, sometimes. But none of them would truly care, would ever miss him. They’d go home and continue to live their lives, and his body would end up being ditched into some unmarked hole.
His neck still hurt. Damien couldn’t swallow the lump in his throat. His whole life, and he wouldn’t leave a single person behind who would mourn his death. A tear ran down his cheek as he closed his eyes. Perhaps it was better this way. At least in his death he wouldn’t be able to hurt anyone else.
He leaned his head against the wall and waited for the end.
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Tagging: @villainsvictim @whump-in-the-moonlight​ @dont-touch-my-soup​ @teamwhump​ @badthingshappenbingo​
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spellcasterlight · 2 years
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Hi there Happy Heffalump Anon and Jazzy Jaguar Anon! 😊
Oh yes, we can do a soft looking after each other story ❤️
Hope you like it! ✨
Caring Kiss - [Shino x Tenten]
@team-gai-week - Day 5 Prompt: Tending To Wounds
@badthingshappenbingo - Tile 11: Working Through The Cold
@agonyapril2022 - Alternative Prompt: Touch
Warnings: Mild Illness.
Story Link: [Ao3🔗]
Ao3 ✨ |Story Request Bingo Cards 📖 | WIP Game Always Open ✒️| Hot Chocolate ☕
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alidravana · 2 years
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Ooooooo how has the mega Ghosts fic going for agony April?
It's going well! It's definitely going to be long, I just hit 10k in the document and I'm still lining up all the pieces and backstories, so we are definitely looking at at least a 20k+ fic - which will be my longest fic to date!
A small spoiler, this will actually be a crossover between MW and Ghosts, and all my fics to date in the Agony April series will line up with this one. I will post a small snippet for WIP Wednesday tomorrow, but not too much, because I don't want to spoil anything!
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godestof3worlds · 2 years
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Allura doesn't know how to show her feelings for a certain red paladin so she writes them all in letters, thinking the said red paladin won't love her back, until she finds out too late to do anything else.
Part 2 of These Letters Hold My Love For You
This is for my good friend @kalluraloveblog. She read the first story during Kallura Valentine Week 2022 and she gave me an idea to write a part 2. Sorry for taking so long to write it but hopefully it is in the realm of what you wanted and still holds the nature of the first story.
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Agony April 2022 Day 31: Goodbye Angstpril 2022 Day 30: Endings
@agonyapril2022 & @chaos-company
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autobot2001 · 2 years
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Angst April & Agony April 2022 Prompts- scene snippets for A Lily in Winter.
I've decided to post all my writing for Angst April & Agony April in one post at the end of the month. Prompts are mixed, and I think it would be better to have one post with snippets for an upcoming story, plus the prompt lists are marked in 2 different colors and easier to follow. I will do the same in May with Merry Whump of May & Whumpay.
In order by day's prompt, not following the order these scenes would be in the story. Hopefully a little less confusing. Not edited & likely revisions will be made.
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Angst April. Agony April
Day 1- Doorstep collapse Lily walks through the deep snow, freezing and wondering if she has frost bite. She dreads not being close to Washington D.C. I don't think I'm going to make it. She dreads. She walks out of the woods to a neighborhood, hoping someone or somebot will help her. She walks up a path, struggles to walk up the stairs and to ring the bell before collapsing on the porch.
Day 2: fear Day 3: shaking Lily isn't sure if she's shaking due to being cold or fear. She's been trying to find the road for hours.
Day 3 - nightmares  Day 5: Nightmare  Day 22: impaled  "What was I thinking?!" Crosshairs rages, "I should have continued to hate humans."  Jamie didn't think Crosshairs would slap her across the face.  She runs out of the room crying.  Jamie runs down the hall before bumpkin into Drift. She falls onto the floor before feeling pain. Drift had stabbed her in the abdomen.  Crosshairs catches up to them and sims his gun at her head. 
Jamie wakes up, terrified and breathing heavily.  She realizes she's in Crosshairs and Drift's room. All she wanted to do was take a nap. Even though it was a nightmare, she remembers it too well. Maybe because she fears her gaurdians and the other Autobots will tire of taking care of her.   She's not sure what to think about the door opening. "... and I don't want to —," Lily complains as she walks into the room with Crosshairs and Drift. The three didn't think Jamie would look at them, terrified.  "Go talk to Optimus, though I don't think any of us can help you," Crosshairs instructs Lily as Drift rushes to Jamie.  "I don't want to leave while she's like this," Lily argues, but leaves anyway.
Crosshairs and Drift worry, seeing Jamie tremble and the fear on her face. The two believe they know the problem even though Jamie has enemies. They look at each other, knowing they will have to talk about this later.
Day 4; flashback Lily looks around the lab, seeing vials of something in a familiar color. Remembering the day she walked into her uncle's lab.
Lily walks around her uncle's cabin, looking in each room. Items in one room in Patti catches her eye. She walks in the room towards the counter seeing vials of a blue substance. She can't tell if it's a solid or liquid. She doubts a gas would be in a vial. "Lily?!" She hears her uncle before she can explore any further. She rushes out of the room before she gets caught.
Day 5: recovery  Lily lays in the bed, not caring if she's in the hospital or medbay at the base.  She stsres out the window, thinking of all the people at the fake camp who were killed. At this point, she only knows Veronica and Zoey survived — or she saw them for the last time alive. Then there's the bullies, but it seems their father is Marco Riva. 
Sunstreaker is part of the meeting discussing what was found and Lily's recovery. He didn't think part of the meeting would be letting Lily's friend in on the secret. 
(Definitely a snippet as I think half the story will be about Lily's recovery) 
Day 6: attack The night is quiet. Few walk the paths of the camp, patrolling around with flashlights guiding them. Lily struggles to sleep, wishing she could escape, but she couldn't do it on her own. The consolers make sure kids aren't alone. There's no way to plan an escape with a few other kids or even try to get to a phone to call the police.
Lily struggles to sleep, but has to fake being asleep every time a light shines in the room. The silence is broken as a girl who was caught being awake screams as she's dragged down the hall. No one knows what happens to the kids that misbehave. Some wonder if this place doesn't care about doing illegal things, but how would they explain to a parent what their child went through? Even consolers fear being caught. Lily observes as she watches the adult she shares the room with, try to fake sleeping while in pain.
An hour passes before gunshots can be heard. Everyone is jolted awake and runs out of their rooms. Lily's roommate uses all her strength to run out of the room with Lily. Kids and adults fall to the ground as they're shot. The rest dread having to keep going rather than help those who are shot.
They didn't know that people with guns were waiting for them outside. The remaining twenty kids and ten consolers know they're dead if they stay, but likely won't be able to escape. "Run, and don't look back!" A male consoler orders.
Day 6: attack Day 8: lost Lily doesn't know how long she's been running, but she believes she's running out of trails in the woods, but she's running the pitch black of the night. Is my vision that great being a hybrid. Lily guesses knowing she's still on the path. Or is the path clear of snow? Lily hopes she's heading towards the street, to help, but isn't sure.
The sun begins to rise as Lily questions how lost she is. She's tackled to the ground. "Jordan? What the hell are you doing?" "Helping our father," John replies. Lily questions where the two got a sledgehammer, but is lore worried about being held down. Another teen sits on Lily's legs, as John aims the sledgehammer at her wrist. "Three, two, one," John counts. The three smile hearing Lily scream in pain. "Again?" Jordan asks. "Na, it's more fun to let her try to get back home like this, however." John stomps on Lily's chest s few times until Lily screams in pain again. "Break a leg," Jordon encourages. "Trust me, the pain she's feeling while trying to find the street will be enough," John explains as he hides a tracker in Lily's sweatshirt. The other two question John's decision, but they follow him as he leaves.
"She's getting tired and hungry. She's going to struggle with the pain of the injuries," John explains as the trio walk away, "the Autobots will be lucky to find her alive. We'll get to hear her struggle." "Is dad going to be mad at this idea or not?" Jordan asks. "I don't know, he didn't say kill anyone we cross paths with."
Day 8: bad news Lily and Veronica are told there's no other survivors. Lily knows that's not true, but doesn't argue she's certain a few people got away. She asks about Zoey. The two girls are told that Zoey hung herself. Lily doesn't tell the others she knows why.
Day 9: "too late." "Too late," a man speaks before the three can see men surrounding the area. Kyle picks up Lily and runs with his wife. "Don't shoot! Capture only!" "Let them run," another man orders. "Yes, sir, Mr. Rivera." "That girl is valuable alive, the older women can be used and perhaps even the man," Mr. Rivera smiles.
Day 9: "I needed you."  Alt 4; panic attack  Sunstreaker sits by the bed as Lily sleeps. He spent the past few days thinking about what Optimus told him. Feeling guilt that he hurt Lily again. Dreading b she feels like he doesn't love her.  
All is quiet for twenty minutes until Sunstreaker watches Lily twitch in her sleep.  I don't know what she's been through. I could scare her if I touch her. Sunstreaker worries.  Sunstreaker watches tears roll down Lily's face.  "I needed you," she cries.  What are you dreaming about? Sunstreaker worries.  He believes he needs to get Ratchet, not prepared for what the two see when they walk into the room.z "Panic attack," Ratchet observes. "Don't get Drift," Sunstreaker insists, "I think I know what she was dreaming about that triggered this." Sunstreaker knows Ratchet will be watching, ready to get Drift if this goes on for too long. He sits on the bed, and talks calmly as he takes Lily's hand. I don't think this is dreaming of the trauma being at the camp. Sunstreaker regrets. This is like Jamie; fear of abandonment.
When he believes it's ok to, Sunstreaker moves Lily in his lap. Lily leaves on him and relaxes. Sunstreaker waits a few minutes before putting Lily back in bed, waiting for her to fall asleep.
Sunstreaker forgot Ratchet was watching. At this point, the medic is amazed at how well Sunstreaker dealt with the problem. Of course Sunstreaker told him not to tell anyone as Ratchet leaves the room.
Day 10: "I told you to be quiet." "I told you to be quiet," Gina scolds, whispering,  believing one of the teens screamed. Until she sees what Kelly is doing. No place to hide, fuck. "J-just go," Kelly pants, "I'm not going to make it."
Day 11: forced to hurt Lily lies on the cold ground, feeling the pain from her wrist and forearm shot up her arm and the pain from her ribs. She knows she can't stay in the same location. I need to keep going to have a better chance of surviving. She reminds herself. Even getting up with her non-injured right arm hurts thanks to the broken rib or ribs. Tears roll down her face as she tries not to scream.
As Lily slowly walks down the path, she questions if the cold snow will works as well as ice. She finds a pile of snow as tall as her. No need to bend down to grab snow. Lily does her best to ignore the pain, letting the cold numb her chest. Downside is I'm getting my clothes wet and risking hypothermia. Lily worries.
Day 11; "Up! Get up!" Day 16; exhaustion Sunstreaker and Lily run down the hall, with Decepticons behind them. Sunstreaker regrets searching for Lily in his holoform. Fearing he can't get her out of this place. He fears watching her fall to the ground. "Up! Get up!" He urges, trying to help her up. He sees how exausted Lily is and picks her up bridal style. This is going to slow me down. Sunstreaker regrets. I should have searched around in my bipedal form.
Day 12: forced to watch NSFW!! TW: RAPE Kathryn is chained to a wall. As the men who dragged her into the room leave, she sees two nude woman also chained to the wall. They both look frightened. Shit, this is the rape room. Kathryn frets. "Well, well, I have a new friend," a man chirps. The man is completely nude and ready as he walks down the stairs, "oh don't worry, we'll have fun soon. Miss. Lynnette; it's your turn."
Kathryn didn't see the woman tied to a bed, with her legs forced open. She didn't hear others come in the room. All woman are forced to watch what will eventually happen to them. I need to get Lily out of here before this happens to her. Kathryn realizes.
Day 15: hidden injuries  The two adults couldn't believe what their unexpected guest tells them the next morning.  They don't know what's more troubling? The camp their guest told them about or that she was in the cold and show for twenty-four hours. They noticed her wrist is wrapped up but don't know about her broken ribs. They give her clothes to change into. Never knowing the girl's chest is red.
Day 16: caught  The group knew there'd be a chance the armed attackers would be waiting for them.  All but four kids are killed.  Lily and another kid, Zoey run together to the edge of the property. They hide behind a building, waiting for the gaurds to leave the area  "Go, I'll distract them," Zoey tells Lily. "No, i—." "I know you won't agree with this, but I'd rather be dead. You know how Marco says anyone not asleep will be punished? At least for the girls, the punishment rape. It's camp concilor verses teenager.  I don't want to even think about the bullshit I'll get if I'm pregnant and I don't want to have his baby."  Lily knows Zoey will argue with her, and it'll end in both being caught.  
The two run towards the exit once the gaurds are gone, but the two gaurds quickly realize the girls are running towards the exit. Lily hates continuing as Zoey is caught.  All I can do is hope she won't be killed and police or the Autobots discover how this is not a good camp. Lily believes as she runs. 
Day 20; missing We couldn't believe what we're finding as we walk around the property. Everyone reporting finding dead bodies. As far as we know, Lily is the only one who got away aside from Veronica. I know Lennox and Prime would have asked Veronica where she last saw Lily but looking at the trail map; she can be anywhere in the woods. :: We don't know if we'll find anyone else. Holoforms only.:: Optimus orders. What are the chances we find a Decepticon? Even if our holoform's guns have bullets that can take down a con, I don't like this idea. Lily is missing and the fresh show covered the trails. She'd be in serious trouble if she wasn't a hybrid, but it doesn't mean she won't freeze I'd she's not dressed properly.
Day 20: hunted Lily and the Dunn family find themselves in the woods Lily found her way out of last night. They know they're leaving a trail of footprints. Kyle carries Lily as they run, hoping to let her rest a little, but this slows him down. He's hoping they won't be found for some time to allow Lily to rest enough to run with his wife. He knows this helps his wife conserve energy as she isn't running as fast as possible.
They travel a mile in the snow before hearing snowmobiles getting closer. Kyle has Lily get off him. "Run!" He demands, "don't argue, just go!"
Day 21; hospital Kathryn lies in the bed in a hospital room, worried about Lily. Trying not to think she failed her the second they got seperated. The doctor walks in explaining she has an infected wound and will be in the hospital for a few days.
The hours alone result in Kathryn thinking about her life without Kyle and worrying about Lily. "Kathryn?" "Ryley Graham?" "It's been a long time," Ryley smiles, "I'm sorry this is how we're reuniting." Kathryn remembers the last time she saw her friend was two years ago even though they live a few streets away from each other. The two girls question why now they're reuniting.
Day 22: threats Day 29; revenge "I will hunt you down and kill you!" Sunstreaker rages, holding Lily, who's let herself fall asleep.  He'd love to fight the Decepticon now, but he's also worried about Lily.  "Then I shall leave to give you a chance to plan your revenge," the con smiles, transforms and flies away with his sons. 
The others couldn't believe Sunstreaker just turned down a fight, but they know while he's worried about Lily; he's planning his revenge mission. 
Day 23; secrets  *** spoiler*** The Autobots watch a adult male and two teen males walk into the hangar.   "It's time you all knew," the adult smiles. The door opens, revealing Sunstreaker carrying Lily who the Autobots notice she's exhausted, "ah, Sunstreaker, just in time."  The Autobots watch the three mech fizzle away.  The three jets transform. "My real name is Megafire. These are my sons, Jawbreaker and Jointbreaker. I'm here on my own mission, but we will be meeting Megatron eventually. My plan was to have a little fun with the humans, then I find out Lily is a hybrid along with another femme, Jasmine Graham. I'm sur Megatron would love to have them as test subjects. I'm sure we'll meet again." 
Day 24; praise "For someone with no military training yet, you did good surviving in the cold winter," Ratchet praises seeing how minimal the frostbit is, "you likely won't feel the typical frostbite pdin while on pain medication. Three broken ribs." "I had to keep going. I knew staying in the same location would have been more dangerous," Lily argues. "I have seen humans in worse condition after being in the cold and injured as long as you have. Being a hybrid doesn't help much if you're not resting. Now you will heal much quicker."
Day 25; webcam Lily had to be home before the terror twins return from their mission. She packs up a few things she needs from her room before Optimus drives her home. He tells Lily that he'll talk to Sunstreaker before watching her go into the house.
Dinner is ready when she walks through the door. Lily knew she'd get a lecture how the camp will be a good experience for her, and knows not to argue.
After packing for the camp, Lily lies in bed, hoping Sunstreaker would video call like he sometimes would before she moved into the base a month ago. Lily: are you guys home yet? Sideswipe; yeah, and Sunny wants to know why you went home. Lily: I....I want to talk to him but I worry he'll be pissed. Sideswipe: why? Lily: because I'm going to a camp for most of my spring break. Sideswipe: and you don't want to, because I know you would have brought it up before the sign up deadline. Hold on.
Lily thought Sunstreaker would text her, until her tablet screen lights up. "Hey,— have you been crying?!" Sunstreaker asks. "I don't want you to do anything," Lily replies as tears roll down her face. Sunstreaker would question where Lily really is if Optimus didn't tell him that he drove her home. He regrets seeing how upset and seeing the fear of how angery Sunstreaker will be as she tells him she's going to a camp for most of her spring break. Something else is bothering her. Sunstreaker observes. It's not the right time to ask. In person would be better. "It's out of our control if you go to the camp or not, but you know the base is your home. It's not like you have been told to stay away from us. Then there's a problem. Do you want me to come by tomorrow morning?" "I don't know...." Sunstreaker decides he'll go to Lily's house tomorrow morning, but for now needs to get her to calm down and relax to go to sleep.
Day 26; lights Lily doesn't know how long she's been in the dark cell, but the lights are blinding to her.
Day 27; burning Day 28; falling A snowstorm begins as Lily struggles to follow Veronica's path. She's unable to pick up the pace to cover more ground before the snow fills in the footponts. All she can do is hope Veronica gets to the Autobots, but it's a long way if Veronica has to walk the entire way, Does Sunstreaker even care? Lily questions. Sure, we're friends and dating, but he still can lack compation.
Lily continues to walk through the show until her legs give up on her. The pain of catching herself with both hands us excruciating add the burning pain of her hands deep in the snow. She knows she's getting frostbite.
Day 28; trapped Lily walks down the hall, hoping to find Kathryn. She does her best to stay in the shadows. Little did she know, this place functions like a prisoner when a captive escapes. Forget staying in the shadows. Lily decides. She runs down the hall, uncertain if she's running towards an exit.
"Get back here!" A man yells. Lily hears several people running after her. She continues to run, terrified they have guns and will gladly shoot her in the back.
Lily runs down the hall ,taking a left at the end of the hall. She runs for a few minutes before reaching a deadend. There's five men behind her. "Where are you going to go now?" One man taunts. Another man grabs her and carries her and her his shoulder.
Day 31; "Goodbye." ***spoiler*** The memorial is the next day.  Kathryn couldn't believe how many friends Ryley has and they agreed to go to a stranger's memorial for her husband.  This memorial would be short. Kathryn didn't think Kyle's family was informed about his death yet.  All understanding she's not ready for a memorial with everyone, that this was Ryley's idea.   ".... goodbye, my love," Kathryn concludes her brief speech before crying as Ryley hugs her. 
Alt 2; silence Kathryn is kept in the rape room with the other woman. The silence broken by the chosen woman begging to be spared and muffled screaming. "Silence!" The men working for Rivera would yell, threatening a harsh punishment would happen if the woman don't be quiet. Kathryn doesn't know how long she's been in the room, but fears her turn is soon. Do I fight them or let him rape me? Kathryn debates.
Alt 4; alone No matter what she tells herself, Kathryn feels alone. "I have my friend back in my life, and will have many more friends; but I still feel alone without you, Kyle," she runs her abdomen, "I don't know if I can have our baby without you, but also, I'm hoping I'm pregnant."
Alt 6; touch "Lily?' Sunstreaker asks, worried. He touches al over her body, trying to find any injury. Dreading she cries as he touches her chest and louder as he touches her leg. :: Ratchet, I found Lily, injured. one injury has been bleeding. :: ::Don't do anything, get her out of there and find the others.:: Sunstreaker helps Lily up, and the two walk out of the room.
The two don't make it far before getting caught. Lily ignores the pain to run with Sunstreaker. She isn't sure if the bleeding stopped from the injury to her leg, but knows Snstreaker carrying her will slow him down. I might be risking still dying rather than needing a blood transfusion or Energon infusion, but he'll die if I make him carry me. Lily reminds herself.
Alt 1; misunderstanding "Oh no, You all misunderstand, this is not a fun spring break camp,"
Alt 2; insomnia Crosshairs and Drift left out the part about Jennie dealing with insomnia. Lily will find out soon enough that Jamie ends up taking a nap in the middle of the day. (I was thinking about writing the two dealing with the problem as a sub plot, but this book might not be a good one for that)
Alt 3; cry for help "Help!" Optimus and the others hear before they hear banging. "Over there," Epps points down the hall. The sound was coming from the first room. "Lily!" The femme panics, not seeing Lily in the group. "Easy, we have someone looking for her," Optimus assures the femme before having two soldiers escort her to the entrance of the property where an ambulance will meet them.
Alt 5; rejection "You don't think she's been afraid you're rejecting her because she's a hybrid!" Sideswipe asks. "From what Optimus told me, I probably should assume she has been."
Alt 6; self-isolation While lying in bed, feeling safe; Lily begins to worry about Jamie. She didn't think they'd come by when she texted Drift, but Crosshairs immediately tells Lily not to ask about Jamie. "Why else do you think I'm asking you to come here rather than you two decide to come here?!" Lily argues. "She has a point," Drift points out, his sigh indicating Jamie is not doing well, "I don't know if I should be fine with the fact it's nothing new. Jamie has been quiet and distent since we discovered she was frightened about something. She always self-isolate. There's mentally and physically. I should be happy she doesn't push us away, but this isn't good for her." "And you have no idea what frightened her?" Lily asks. "Not like that, we've never seen her that terrified," Crosshairs explains, "it's nothing for you to worry about."
Lily argues with Crosshairs that she wants to help Jamie, even if there's no answer as to what frightened Jamie. About ready to leave the mebay right now if she wasn't needing pain relief. "trust me, Lily, you'll be helping Jamie even if we don't know what frightened her," Drift assures her.
Alt 7; mistakes  "What did you find out?' Sideswipe asks. "I've made so many mistakes," Sunstreaer sighs, "right from the day we rescued her from that anti transformers group. How the hell does she still love me? Or even stopped being afraid of me?! She still thinks I don't about her. I'm waiting for her to tell me she wnts Crosshairs and Drift to be her gaurdians even though they have Jamie to worry about, and occassionally Jamie's friends Jayce and J.R.  Sideswipe still finds it hard to believe Sunstreaker is admitting to mistakes he made rather than blaming the human race.
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catsk0 · 2 years
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VERY late mother’s day gift
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oddsconvert · 11 months
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Torn Apart 🧸☁️
C/W: Comfort item (teddy bear), plush whump, conditioned whumpee, kidnapped, captivity, carewhumper(?), threats of violence, emotional meltdown.
I wrote this in APRIL 2022! 😱 And never posted it. So I thought I'd post now, because why the hell not, have some content!!!
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Bitter tears stung Whumpee's eyes, running down their red-flushed cheeks as they paced their 'room'. Radiating with sheer rage; their head pounding, fists clenched and teeth gritted. Room. What a laughable word. Their prison, the basement - it was only ever referred to as their room by whumper, who seemed to think they were so generous and giving for allowing whumpee to sleep down there.
They needed to get their anger out. Punch a wall, scream the air from their lungs, break something to smithereens, ANYTHING. Before the dangerous urge of racing up those stairs and tackling whumper to the floor seems remotely feasible. Whumpee was well aware that that wouldn't achieve anything, if not only more pain. It was always pain.
Whumpee's eyes scanned the basement looking for inanimate objects to inflict their fury on. To be able to pretend for a moment that maybe that it was whumper, and they really did possess the ability to smash them to a million pieces and stamp on the remains.
But their prison was barely furnished. All that room had was a bed, a side table and an old, dusty lamp. To smash the lamp would mean they would have to remain in the darkness, that was out of the question. They couldn't bear the dark, the unknown and the terrors it brings, and whumper would definitely not replace the light any time soon.
Whumpee crashed on their bed, pulling their knees towards them as their chest tightened threatening to heave out sobs. Burying their head into their knees, they began to wail, unholy sounds that echoed in the room and were certain whumper could probably even hear. Feeling nauseous from how hard they cried, their throat raw and body quivering from the violent sobs.
Whumpee cried and cried and cried until their body ran out of fluid, the tears dried up and they sat silently heaving jagged breaths in their little ball. As whumpee untucked themself, they noticed teddy sat beside them on the bed this whole time like a silent guardian as they wept.
As much as whumpee hate whumper, they couldn't help but be ridiculously grateful when they came bounding through the door, whumpee's childhood teddy in their grip. Their comfort plush, the teddy that got them through many teary nights in their life - now with them during this horrific ordeal.
Whumpee wrapped it in iron-grip embrace against him as he cried into the cuddle. If teddy were alive, the hug would be suffocating. The squeeze only got tighter, as whumpee's face scrunched up in a fierce ball of anger before letting out a war cry of despair and ripping teddy to shreds. The stuffing flying astray in the area as two halves of the teddy were grasped in whumpee's hands.
The crying stopped. Their breathing stopped. All that remained was a wide-eyed horrified stare of realisation with the tears paused burning in their eyes as it hit them what just happened.
In pure blind rage and despair, they'd destroyed the only thing they had. The only thing that comforted them. The only thing that reminded them of home or even gave them a slither of hope of one day returning. They'd destroyed teddy. Whumpee began hyperventilating, frantically whimpering and mumbling to themselves as they scrambled to try and fix the broken toy.
"Nonononononono, p-please!" Whumpee's voice waivered with agony as they repeatedly slammed the two half's of the teddy together as though it would magically reassemble if they tried hard enough. Their body trembled violently with regret, the tears now once again resuming their flow but for a different reason now. It was like they were mourning with a friend.
Whumpee realised they had no choice, and with their tail tucked between their legs, stifling sniffles with a timid, fearful expression washing over them and teddy wrapped protectively in their arms; they made their way upstairs to whumper. Whumpee was told to never knock on whumper's study door unless it was an emergency, and where it might not be an emergency to whumper... it was the end of the world for whumpee.
It took everything within whumpee to muster the stregnth to rap on that door, their small frame shivering as it towered above them. When the door flew open to reveal a severely pissed whumper, about to fly off the handle at their captive but they were shocked at what they did next.
The brave face whumpee had put on had crumpled and their face was littered with fresh, hot tears as they held out the ripped stuffed toy towards whumper - their eyes widening with a mix of shock and perplexity as they recognised what they were being given. Lips quivering as they tried to find the words to beg, to plead.
"P-Please," Whumpee sniffed, "Please, f-fix him." Whumpee's voice escaped in a solemn whisper as they scrunched their eyes shut, expecting harsh curses to spew their way and maybe an agonising kick and chuckle. But whumper remained silent, his eyebrows furrowing as he searched the boy up and down.
"P-Please. I'm begging you. Please f-fix him, I-I'll do anything, I - I can't lose him-" Towards the end of whumpee's rambling a hoarse sob escaped his throat as he began to choke on tears, so worked up. Whumper reach out and gently scooped the teddy from the palms of whumpee's hands, whumpee wincing and whining when they felt the sensation of teddy leaving their hold. Whumper moved the plush around, inspecting the damage before giving whumpee a questioning look.
"You did this?" he sternly asked but there was evidence of sympathy in his voice. Lingering concern. Whumpee shyly nodded.
"I- I don't know w-why... It - It was an accident, please help fix him-" The pleading was pathetic. They both knew that. And as much as whumper knew he should punish whumpee for disobeying rules, interrupting him from his work - he couldn't turn down the request.
Whumpee waits for the inevitable strike. For whumper to fist their hair and drag them kicking and screaming downstairs and throw teddy in the bin. Maybe he deserves that.
But Whumper lifts whumpee's chin up as he continues to sniffle and hiccup, his stance limp as he stands petrified in the door way. As whumpee's tearful eyes come into view, whumper shoots him a look of mercy.
"Come on then," Whumper sighs, grabbing Whumpee's arm, "Let's get him patched up."
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Whumper had been working on teddy for what felt like hours now. He'd dragged whumpee down to the living room, made him a hot drink and draped him in blankets - even putting on his favourite show on the TV in hopes of distracting him from the surgery like procedure whumper was conducting on his teddy.
But every time whumper gazed over to check on whumpee, he was met with wide cautious eyes watching every move, every stitch and every cut.
"Watch your show, whumpee," `Whumper barked, Whumpee's eyes darting back to the screen, "-everything's going smoothly there's nothing to worry about."
"Will he be okay?"
The way whumpee referred to his teddy as a living being was concerning, whumpee was truly petrified for the bears sake. But Whumper found it adorable too, almost a childlike wonder to them.
"He'll be fine. Just needs a bit more work done." Whumpee slowly nodded and ducked his head into the blankets - waiting painstakingly long for the results.
Decades must have passed, whumpee felt a nudge to the blankets that made him squeak and jolt out his nest. Held before his eyes was teddy. Whole again. Whumpee grabbed it with excitement, his eyes lighting up as he inspected the craftmanship - you couldn't even notice it was ever broken. Whumper's face beaming with pride as he saw happiness and relief washing over his captive.
It didn't take long for whumpee to lunge onto whumper in a crushing, appreciative hug. Spluttering all forms of gratitude and praise.
"You're welcome, Whumpee. But next time you break teddy? There's no fixing him. I'll break you the same."
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Butlermas artdump! 2022 May - 2023 April
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▲ "At your service!" ▽ "Leave it to me."
Before diving into the sketches I need to talk about this song. This remix slaps me to the moon and back. How can you improve perfection? You can't! So better head over to a new track! In other words, the Subway Bosses theme can't apparently be beaten, but this remix plays no second fiddle to it! Let this sexy jazz piano duet accompany this post featuring the handsome gents in their fanciest attires yet. (Fun observation: The song shifts themes pretty much in sync with the Sync Moves being used in Pokémas!)
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By chance I got into submas & installed Pokemas during the first run of The Curious Tea Party event, a week before butler Ingo's banner. I was so hyped to meet the boys in game so soon, and I was super lucky to get Ingo on his release day! Emmet on the other hand eluded me until the very last day ahah (the struggle was real), but I was so glad to FINALLY REUNITE THEM. The agony for their situation was so painfully fresh at the time, that brought a bit of relief to the suffering ahah. At first the costumes felt a little strange to me, but now I adooore them. Dang, do they look dashing and sleek in those fancy tailcoats and mirrored monocles!!
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One of the first doodles of the butlers, still learning how to draw the sillies and their funny hats.
Love the suit designs! The tailcoats make the twins look even more graceful and slender, and the tails would float when they dash around! The hats are almost comically large, but after drawing them many times they actually look the best that way! This time no funny clown shoes, but these classy loafers look pretty chunky! And fittingly they are wearing cross ties, which is also another word for railroad ties. Yes there's another train pun in their outfits! Pretty clever design! Emmet's outfit has warm light grey (I believe it's because in a white suit he would look ready for the altar ahah) with sapphire blue accents, while Ingo's is a grayish dark blue with ruby red accents for the contrast they have going in all of their outfits. Furthermore they embrace the ruby and sapphire colors in their EX suits, which make them look even more luxurious!! I imagine them wearing the regular costumes during daylight hours, then switch to EX for late night events and parties. About the details. The metal bits are silver and gold, both reflecting their personalities. Emmet likes to dress bold and go for the gold, while Ingo dons the slightly more modest silver. EX costumes trade them for cool onyx black. That's enough twaddling for this round ahah! Hope you enjoy the rest of my doodles, attempts and experiments! More butler art coming up soon!
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They're eager to serve at any given opportunity, ready to dash by your side if you just give them a word, accompany you wherever you want to go, make sure you feel safe and protected, and offer to become your personal butlers... wouldn't that be a dream! Butlermas are the ultimate official submas fanservice!
"If I can be of service in any way, please let me know! I will come to your aid faster than an express train!"
"If you're ever out alone, please feel free to call on me. I'll get you to your destination safe and sound!"
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Maddy’s Top Five Favorite TMNT Episodes from Every Series!
Welcome to my ranking list! My first of many, hopefully! I even spiced things up and made it all fancy with the different font! 😂 god I’m getting old.
A while ago I made a PowerPoint presentation for fun about the history of the TMNT and the franchise. From that point it led to me gaining a spot in a YouTube video series discussing the movies leading up to the premier of Mutant Mayhem, and it’s been one of the best things to happen to me despite the terrible stuff I’ve gone through.
TMNT really saved me at the lowest point of my life in the winter of 2022. It inspired me to go back to Tumblr. I met and befriended incredibly talented people in this fandom. And I’ve found a reason to be happy again because of it. The pain of losing my big sister still aches, and I miss her more each passing day, but I know she’d tell me to get off my ass and do what made me happy.
So for my birthday this weekend, I’ll share this with you guys to celebrate something that brought me joy through all this pain. ❤️‍🩹
Let’s talk turtles! 💙💜❤️🧡
Lemme explain the criteria for this real fast;
The episode had to have come from a current/ up to date show. It has to be fully completed!
The episodes have to catch my interest and the plot needs to be gripping! The angstier the better!
Any of the series episodes are candidates for a win! Except for certain ones that I’d rather not watch 🤣
SPOILERS BEWARE! Cuz… well, I dunno who’s finished the shows and I don’t wanna ruin the surprise for others!
Also, this never would have been possible without @jadethest0ne for inspiring me! Thank you for all you do in the TMNT fandom, your art/ analyses are wonderful!!! Please go give them support!!
Onto the list proper! Starting with the series that started it all: 1987!
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The Maltese Hamster ( Season 3 Ep. 4 ) An excellent Donatello solo episode that takes the tone of a detective noir movie, but keeping the fun vibe of the show! Donnie gets to take center stage for once, April gets to use a laser gun, and the shift in tone sets the mood really well! It’s downright harrowing to watch a building collapse on Donnie and see him limping away from the scene in agony, passing out at Irma’s feet, trying to save his brothers despite the odds. Donnie’s my favorite turtle for a reason!
Raphael Meets His Match ( Season 4 Ep. 17 ) The first appearance of Mona Lisa, and I can see why the fans adore this ship so much! The chemistry between Mona and Raph throughout this one episode is really telling of how impactful one character can be to a franchise! Mona is really fun! She’s not just a token ‘girl character’ trope or an archetype, she can handle herself and kick ass alongside the turtles, plus she and Raph have some pretty witty banter together!
Beware The Lotus ( Season 3 Ep. 28 ) The introduction of Lotus Blossom! It’s speculated that the inspiration for Karai came from Lotus! Lotus and Leo had great chemistry together, it's a shame we only got two episodes to spend with her. She really is an interesting character with loads of story potential about finding your place in the world, discovering who you are, changing your destiny to make it what you want. This is me basically saying I am now part of the Lotus Blossom Fan Club.
Cowabunga, Shredhead! ( Season 3 Ep. 18 ) This is one of the fan favorite episodes, and after I watched it for the first time I could not stop laughing. James Avery does his best Mikey impression while playing the over the top Shredder, and everyone just accepts it??? It’s downright genius! The meme material from this one is plentiful!
Michelangelo Meets Mondo Gecko ( Season 5 Ep. 4 ) The introduction of Mondo himself, and he’s got a really cool design! On first viewing I was pleasantly surprised by his unique color scheme and his character! He’s a bad guy that gets a redemption arc by the end of the episode! I was rooting for him the whole time! It was this debut that made me adore Mondo, and he’s since become my favorite mutant character of the franchise!
Honorable Mentions are Donatello’s Duplicate and Turtlemaniac!
Next up is a controversial one, but I gotta be honest… ‘03 isn’t my favorite series for a lot of reasons, but I will admit! When this series had fantastic episodes, they were AMAZING. So I gotta give credit when due and give kudos to these wins!
The Shredder Strikes Back Parts One and Two ( Season 1 Episodes 17-18 ) Nothing really tops how good this show was in the first season, and these episodes take the comic storyline of Leo’s beatdown and bring it to life masterfully. For Leo’s segments of part one it’s spent mostly with no dialogue— the animation and music carrying how serious the scene is as Leo has to fight for his life against the Foot and how desperate he becomes as he grows weaker and weaker. The second episode is non-stop action as the rest of the turtles, Splinter, April and Casey have to fend off the Foot and Shredder as they fight for their lives in the antique shop. This is one of Michael Sinterniklass’s BEST performances as Leo in these episodes. The stakes are higher than ever before, the animation is gorgeous, and everyone gives it their all for this epic mid-season finale.
Same As It Never Was ( Season 3 Ep. 21 ) This is the episode I would tell people to watch if they think TMNT is just kiddie trash.
Bad Blood ( Season 6 Ep. 12 ) Probably the Fast Forward concept I wish got expanded on instead of giving it two standalone stories and dropping it entirely. It’s a cool idea that I wish got touched upon more often because, yeah, what would evil clones of the turtles look like? What kind of abilities could they have? There’s infinite possibilities! I could live without the new catchphrase ‘It's Ninja Time’ though. While Fast Forward is flawed, this episode was the one I thoroughly liked!
Insane in the Membrane ( Season 4 Ep. 19 ) The infamously banned episode, and all I have to say about it is two words. Holy. Shit.
The Real World Part One ( Season 3 Ep. 22 ) Any team-up with Usagi Yojimbo is a good one, and this was such a delight! It’s loosely based on one of the Usagi stories from the comics, and I loved how badass they made both Usagi and Tomoe! Leo and Usagi have great chemistry as always, and you can tell they have a strong bond with one another as warriors! Or boyfriends depending on how you interpret their relationship but honestly I totally see where everyone is coming from, THESE TWO ARE ADORABLE DORKS.
Next up is my all-time favorite incarnation of the franchise, 2012!! I have A LOT to say about so many of the episodes but alas, I could only choose five to discuss. One day… one day I shall make a thesis about it 🤣 for now however, here’s my top five faves from this series!
The Yojimbo Trilogy ( Season 5 Episodes 7-9 ) Oh. My. God. YES. The love letter to Stan Sakai’s comics, the beautiful homage to vintage Japanese cinema with the camera framework and action, and OH MY LORD, THE COLORS AND SHADING DURING USAGI’S FIGHT WITH JAY IN THE FINALE???? THAT’S CINEMA! Excellent voice acting by Yuki Matsuzaki, which was his first English speaking role and personally chosen by Sakai himself to play the ronin rabbit! My only complaint is that I wish we’d gotten more of the Yojimbo characters in here, like Tomoe or Gen! Otherwise I can watch all three of these episodes on repeat and always get excited!
Lone Rat and Cubs ( Season 5 Ep. 10 ) The final appearance of Splinter, the episode Kevin Eastman wrote, and a beautiful send-off to this character. It’s a flashback, yes, but this is the episode we get to see Yoshi adapting to his mutation as a rat, raising his boys, trying to be a good father and struggling to survive from the Krang. It’s a part of his life we rarely ever get to see, and this episode shows us why he was a great father. Basically it's a try not to cry challenge. For me, THIS episode is the series finale because it’s just a perfect conclusion to Splinter and his story.
Requiem/Owari ( Season 4 Episodes 25-26 ) The finale to the overall series, the finale to this overarching story, and it’s just as heartbreaking and suspenseful as you’d expect. The writers don't hold back their punches, and it shows that the gloves have finally come off. The characters we’ve come to love and care for are at their breaking point, the Shredder is the most threatening he’s ever been, and the team decides it’s time to put the monster down for good. Whoever thinks this show was just ‘kiddie trash’ needs to be sat down and shown this two-parter, because GODDAMN. Ciro Nieli treated this with so much care and respect. I cannot help but adore the team who put this together because the stakes have been raised to an all-time high, and the final showdown between Shredder and the turtles here is hair-raising, all reaching its climax when Leonardo finishes Oroku Saki by beheading him. It’s powerful, it’s devastating, and it’s a damn excellent showcase of why this series was the best iteration of the franchise to date.
The Fourfold Trap ( Season 3 Ep. 23 ) Yet another homage to a horror movie, only this time it’s a lot more intense. Based on Saw, this episode makes you sit on the edge of your seat as you can only hope that the turtles will escape the traps Karai’s put them in. It’s all nerve wracking to watch on a first viewing experience, POOR DONNIE OH MY GOD, CAN WE STOP PUTTING THIS BOY IN ELECTROCUTION DEVICES???? He still manages to create a plan to save his brothers even while he’s being electrocuted! Also, SPLINTER IS BEST RAT DAD. This episode will teach you the meaning of ‘angsty dread’ and ‘overwhelming anxiety.’
Trans-Dimensional Turtles ( Season 4 Ep. 10 ) THE TURTLES FOREVER WE DESERVED BUT WE DIDN'T GET UNTIL CIRO NIELI HOOKED US UP WITH THE BEST CROSSOVER WE’VE EVER BEEN BLESSED WITH! The OG turtles are all so much fun to see again both in and out of 2D, Gilbert Godfried is always a delight, the 2012 turtles in traditional 2D animation is awesome, and ALL THE OG VOICE ACTORS ARE HERE AND CLEARLY HAVING THE TIMES OF THEIR LIVES. THE ROB PAULSEN JOKE IS LITERALLY A BLESSING XD I only wish it had been longer!
Honorable Mentions are Slash and Destroy, Pizza-Face, Within the Woods and Mutant Gangland!
And rounding it off is the last— but certainly not least— series, Rise!! I adore this one!! It’s right behind 2012 as my favorite TMNT series just for the stellar animation!! It’s such a shame that this one had to end so unfairly, but today I’m giving it the love it deserves!! Please note that I have yet to complete season two of ROTTMNT cuz my life has been crazy hectic and I haven’t had the time, but once I do, I’ll go back and update this section if I find more episodes I liked!
Raph’s Ride Along ( Season 2 Ep. 8A ) Ummmmmm the 2012 VA’s playing parody versions of their turtles as yokai criminals??? HELL YEAH. If only they got Astin to play a character though! Then we would’ve had a reverse Turtles Forever reunion! I came out of this episode really loving the Mud Dogz as characters and wanting more, especially Dastardly Danny cuz Rob Paulsen is always a win! Too bad this show got canned before we could really get to know these guys. BUT HEY! That’s what the fandom is for! 🤣
Insane in the Mama Train ( Season 1 Episode 25 ) When I watched this series blind, this episode blew my mind. Seeing something so well done had me screaming in joy with how expertly this episode was crafted. The stellar action choreography, the great comedic elements splashed in to lighten the tense mood, the ANIMATION OH MY LORD. Disney, take notes. And that ending leaves a pit in my stomach every time, like OOOOF, those expressions! That sudden tonal swap!
Mystic Library ( Season 1, Ep. 20A ) Probably my favorite comedy episode! The timing for the jokes in this one specifically is so well done, and every single one had me in tears. I’ve been trying to commit Donnie’s library rap to memory but alas, I’ve been failing.
The Clothes Don’t Make The Turtle ( Season 2 Episode 10B ) THIS. MORE OF THIS PRETTY PLEASE. It's just SO MUCH FUN. I really don’t have anything else to say other than this one is a great treat, also, the reanimated fan cut of this is spectacular!!
Snow Day ( Season 1 Ep. 23B ) This, for me, is the Christmas special of the series even though it’s in no way related to the holiday or has anything to do with it BUT I DON’T CARE LET ME DREAM. I love this one for the adorable interactions and the bonding! Seeing the characters goofing off and having fun, enjoying the weather and spending time together outside of the angst? I CRAVE FLUFF LIKE THIS.
And Tada! There it is! I hope you liked this!! It was tons of fun to compile all my favorite episodes into one project and share my thoughts! This fandom has been nothing but fantastic and I’m proud to be in it!
Thank you to all who have inspired me to keep going and pursue my dreams. You guys are great! @queen-with-the-quill @tending-the-hearth @wasted-and-ready @tmnt-tychou @mermmarie @figuringitoutasigoalong @lameboobah @zandiiangelspit @pumpkinpie59 @indieyuugure @angelicdavinci @imagine4000
And thank you to my IRL friends who have pulled me to my feet and supported me. Not only are you guys the best people I know, but I consider you guys family. You really saved me last year. I’m honored to call you my friends 💓
What are your favorite episodes?? Lemme know!! 😁 Maybe I’ll do a movie ranking next!
Cowabunga!! Have a great day!! 💚💚
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The Magnus Protocol: Introductions
It may just be a side effect of the new story format, but it strikes me how deliberately ... attention seeking, let's say, some of these supernatural events seem to be.
I don't mean all of them. I noted previously that Norris's stories, so far, have involved accessing quite private information – and without access to those accounts you wouldn't necessarily spot what was going on.
But Chester's first story in First Shift had something deliberately post a provocative, and apparently gory, image that had to be removed by the forum moderators:
Chester Re: Magnus Institute Ruins By RedCanary on Saturday April 30 2022 2:01am [Image removed by moderator] Canaries should stay above ground. Re: Magnus Institute Ruins By FlowersUnderground on Saturday April 30 2022 2:27am Gross! Can we get some mod action over here? Re: Magnus Institute Ruins By BadGrav31 on Saturday April 30 2022 3:11am What the hell is that? Are those eyes? Are you all right? Re: Magnus Institute Ruins By ArcherK on Saturday April 30 2022 7:33am RedCanary, you have been warned, our terms forbid posting explicit images including gore. I’m sorry it’s come to this, but you brought it on yourself. – The Magnus Protocol: First Shift
And the deleted posts in Personal Screening indicate that something took the time and trouble to remove any content that wasn't related to the horror story. It's not just that "Freddy" knows how to skip irrelevant details. Someone or something did away with the clutter.
And it is more noticeable still in the cases that are direct recordings, rather than read by the text-to-speech programs. I don't so much mean Daria from Making Adjustments, whose privacy is presumably being violated here, but I do mean the mysterious tattoo artist, Ink5oul, who made their mark while livestreaming, and apparently got increased fame and fortune out of it:
Daria Before I could reply they hit a button on their set-up and suddenly we were live streaming with lights in my eyes and their arm tight around my shoulders. I don’t remember much of what they said to their viewers, but they kept telling everyone how lucky I was whilst they dragged me into the chair. – The Magnus Protocol: Making Adjustments
And here we have Needles. And the thing about Needles is that he deliberately calls the police to demand that they be scared of him. And the thread of humour running through the story is that everybody (barring, presumably, the poor bastard who got "cuddled") needs a bit of convincing that needles are, in fact, scary. Needles can feed on the fear of others, sure – but he's got to work for it.
Needles Call it dessert. But you’re not afraid are you? Unsettled, off-balance but nothing more. Why is that? Police Operator I guess I’m just not scared of needles. Needles (irritated) Not sca- This isn’t some poxy blood test, some little pinprick, this is hundreds, thousands of razor sharp points pushing into your flesh. We’re talking about the embrace of an iron maiden, an excruciating agony formed from a thousand tiny hurts. – The Magnus Protocol: Introductions
It's interesting how deeply entitled he feels to the operator's terror ... but I have to imagine he's aiming high. If there's any group of people, in any reality, who are used to hearing horrifying things on the phone and just dealing with them, it has to be emergency service operators. Needles wants to be feared by the fearless. Surely he doesn't need to? He could presumably wander down an alley and find another isolated person to stab. But he chooses to make himself known.
I don't mean to say that no one in The Magnus Archives ever posted weird shit on the internet. Obviously they did. But there is a difference between a program that disappears after being downloaded once, or a forum that ostensibly never received any visitors, and these fairly direct demands to be noticed.
There are occasional more public instances of supernatural occurrences in The Magnus Archives, but, well in the case of a ritual the participants believed they were about to remake the world in the image of their god – so discretion was pretty much off the table. And in those cases, they were nevertheless isolating a bunch of people. Just ... significantly more than the norm.
In most cases, the incidents were private or isolated. The entities needed a victim to be isolated in order to get hold of them. Finding other people – or sometimes even merely thinking of other people – could save someone from their grasp. Yes, there were cases where the isolation could be emotional rather than physical, but the whole process relied quite heavily on most people not seeing or acknowledging the monsters.
It was the core struggle of the characters working in the archives: even if you believed the stories, even if you accepted that if it would only record on the tape recorder it was definitely real, there was still very little you could do about it. You can't easily follow up on something that happened behind a closed door with no witnesses or physical evidence. There were few opportunities to actually deal with the things that lurked in the shadows.
But here it does feel like something wants to be seen.
And that leads to the other side of the story: the people doing the listening. We're reminded again that these people are all working a night shift, and Sam in particular is suffering for it.
It's not clear why this is a night shift. I'm aware there are multiple possible reasons this could be so, but my assumption so far has been that they are the remnants of an additional emergency service. After all, one term for a person who arrives to deal with a crisis is a "first responder" – and Sam is apparently in the middle of applying to the supposedly defunct Response Department.
The fact that they seem to have mislaid a whole department certainly suggests the OIAR has seen better days, and it's highlighted that the building feels like it should have more people:
Celia Sure, no worries. I’ll be honest, I thought there’d be more people working here given the size of the building? Sam Yeah, no we’re, uh… Alice Streamlined? – The Magnus Protocol: Introductions
If, for whatever reason, you found yourself working with a reduced budget, you might have to choose which shifts remained active. And well, things do traditionally go bump in the night ...
There's also a really clear parallel drawn between the determinedly phlegmatic police operator and Alice, the almost 10 year (!) veteran, who has heard it all before:
Alice Well who knows, maybe you’ll get lucky and they’ll kill again. What was it? Sam Like … A guy made of needles I think. Alice Needles? Is that scary? I’ve been working here so long I can’t tell anymore. Gwen Maybe if you’re scared of needles? Sam To be fair, he did sound kind of … sensitive about that. Alice Huh. – The Magnus Protocol: Introductions
Even Gwen takes some time out of her work to be moderately dubious about the potential scariness of needles. The only significant difference between these people and the operators on the call is that, at the moment, they don't really do anything with what they hear. Which goes back to that Response Department again.
None of that means the OIAR isn't necessarily up to something nefarious, of course. The Magnus Institute also had a moderately respectable public face, at least in the universe in which The Magnus Archives was set.
The OIAR has some association with a mercenary company called "Starkwall", after all. And that both suggests that, at least at one point, they had the ability to respond to what they heard with some force – and that their activities were incredibly dodgy.
Then, of course, there's Celia. Needles introduces himself three times in the story: speaking to three operators, and a fourth, beyond that, to Sam, who hears his story. It seems reasonable to suppose that he will recur at some point in the future. And Celia introduces herself right after that. So presumably she's staying too, at least for a while.
Celia, of course, was a character from The Magnus Archives. And, so Google tells me, both characters share a voice actress. I am going to assume that's plot relevant, because it's an odd and distracting choice if not.
The interesting thing about Celia, of course, is that that is not her name. Or, no, to be clear, Celia is the name she chose for herself after forgetting her original one.
Martin [Puzzled] Celia? Celia Probably. The, um… place I was trapped in, they took my name. I never got it back. But I like Celia, so… yeah! Celia it is. – The Magnus Archives: Scavengers
Her name prior to that was Lynne Hammond. Reasonably, you might expect an alternate version of the character to go by Lynne. You can come up with reasons for her to have still chosen to change her name, sure, but that seems unnecessarily convoluted.
But if it is the Celia from The Magnus Archives, it raises interesting questions about how she got here. She's not a voice on a machine – she's apparently a whole, functioning person.
There's no way to know where she was, at the end, as she was carried off by monsters. Proximity seems an unlikely factor. You'd have to assume that, of all outsiders, Rosie was closest to the fire, because she had only a limited amount of time to make a run for it – and she's confirmed alive, well and cat-sitting The Admiral.
Celia might have come through, accidentally or intentionally, on her own, of course, by poking around Hill Top Road, because apparently that's a thing – although if this is indeed a multiverse, you'd still have to ask how she ended up in this one. Or is she here because she was taken by the "servants of the Eye"? And if so, might the other "cultists", both the ones we know and the lost ones from Georgie and Melanie's previous rescue attempt, be here too?
Amusingly, Celia's surname seems to be Ripley. And that might mean nothing at all. Several characters in The Magnus Archives were named after famous horror writers, so if you recognised somebody's surname it mostly meant they were probably going to be a major character. In a new universe, people might tend to be named after famous horror characters.
So it's really only interesting if you assume that Celia, needing a surname to go with her new first name, chose it for herself.
Ripley is the one who knows about the monsters. She's a survivor of multiple interactions with hostile alien life – and okay, there was the time she didn't survive, but even then she did. She's the sensible one, to whom nobody listens when they should. She's an employee of a company that repeatedly and explicitly prioritises its ability to profit from a terrifying space monster over the lives of its workers. She's constantly out of place in both space and time, with no way to get back to her old life. And, interestingly, she has a complicated relationship with AI – dealing first with Ash, the android company plant who turned on his coworkers in pursuit of the alien-as profit, and later Bishop, her eventual ally in protecting the child Newt from the monsters.
You can see how, under the circumstances, Ripley might be a good role model for Celia. She doesn't scare so easily either.
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Day 29: “Why would you care?”
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Undeserved
Warnings: Death of a parent mention, alcohol mention, language
Grab a seat, watch Damien’s life fall apart :)
This is part of a series. If you haven't, I suggest starting at Day 1.
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“You’ve been out all night again.”
Damien stared at his brother, clothes wrinkled, hair disheveled, reeking of smoke and alcohol. He had long given up on trying to keep his disapproval from his tone when Valadan showed up like this. There was no reply. His brother leaned against the closed door, arms crossed, in a pose that could be both defiance and the simple attempt to keep his balance.
“Had fun?” Damien probed. He wasn’t surprised to get no answer to this, either. With a sigh he took a step to the side, leaning against a shelf, mirroring Valadan’s pose. “You can’t keep doing this. I’m gonna need your help if we want to keep the workshop. I can’t do the fancy things yet.” He paused, fighting the lump in his throat. Worthless. “Perhaps I’ll never be as good,” he continued, more quietly. “But we’ll have to fulfill orders, or we’ll run out of money.”
“What if I don’t want to?” Valadan stared at him, his purple eyes glowing with barely suppressed rage. There was always so much rage in him. “Fuck this glass. Fuck everything,” he snapped, making Damien flinch.
“Fuck everything and then what? What will you do with your life?”
“I don’t know. There’s a whole world out there. There’s more than…” Valadan trailed off, stepping away from the door. He walked to the shelves lining the shop window towards the street. Damien watched him trail his fingers across some of the things laid out there, resting on a colorful lantern made from dozens of glass shards. “This old-fashioned bullshit made by an old-fashioned asshole.”
“I made that.”
It wasn’t perfect. Perhaps it wasn’t even good. He didn’t even think it would sell, but had kept it out because the displays were getting dangerously empty. What other choice did he have but to try? It was all he could do, try and try and never be enough. But he also couldn’t give up, not as long as he had to take care of his little brother.
“Well, guess you’re an old-fashioned asshole then.” There was no edge to Valadan’s voice. It almost made Damien smile. Almost. The weight on his heart was too heavy to let him smile. With their old man barely under the earth, there were a dozen or more contracts to overview. There were impatient customers threatening to withdraw their orders, storages running low, taxes approaching. So many responsibilities. Way too many, way too soon, and apparently he couldn’t expect any kind of help. Not that there was anything new about that, either.
“At least this old-fashioned asshole manages to still put some food on the table. What’s your plan, get wasted and fuck around each night until you starve to death?”
“Perhaps.” Valadan shrugged, but didn’t look at him. “Why would you care?”
“I care because I am your brother.”
“Exactly!" Now Valadan looked up. The purple glow of his eyes had somehow managed to intensify. “You’re my brother, not my father. Stop pretending you are. I’m old enough to take care of myself.”
“If you think that” — Damien gestured broadly at his brother’s shape — “is taking care of yourself, I have to disappoint you.”
“Well what do you know about disappointment?” Valadan glared at him, hands balled into fists. “You’ve always been the one he cared about. The one he talked to. You are the son he wanted. I’m—” Valadan slammed his hand on the shelf, making the lanterns and candle holders shake.
“I didn’t have any more of a father than you had,” Damien said quietly. He was tired. So tired. He had always tried his best, and it apparently had never been enough. He hadn’t been good enough to raise his baby brother properly. He hadn’t been good enough to learn his father’s craft. He’d continue to be barely good enough to make it through life, somehow, waiting for the next stroke of fate to make it all fall apart. 
“At least you still knew our mother.”
Damien remembered her. Sometimes. Some things. Her hair, copper curls; a color both her sons had inherited. A story read with funny voices and a hand tickling him until he wrapped himself into his blanket willfully. A summer day full of laughter and love. Sometimes he missed her so much, it seemed to tear him apart.
“And if it wasn’t for you, she’d still be alive,” he whispered.
Damien regretted those words the second they had left his lips. An icy hand grabbed his heart as he saw the look of pure, defeated hurt on his brother’s face. How often had Valadan heard those words, from his own father. How often had it been Damien who had comforted him. How the fuck could he have ever spoken them himself. His brother’s shoulders dropped as he turned around, towards the door.
“Valadan…”
But Valadan didn’t look at him, didn’t stop. His steps were heavy in a way that was different from the usual weight the alcohol put on his movements. There was no pause as he laid his fingers on the doorknob, pulled the door open. Then he was gone, the door closed behind him, the sound echoing in Damien’s ears with a horrible finality.
“Fuck," he whispered, sinking down to the ground, his back against the shelf. He closed his eyes to not see the reproachful stare of the little glass bird next to him.
Who was he trying to fool? His life was already falling apart.
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Tagging: @villainsvictim​ @whump-in-the-moonlight​ @dont-touch-my-soup​ @teamwhump​
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kitausuret · 11 months
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Flash Thompson post-KiB Guide
So, since April 2021, Flash Thompson has been back in action! Sort of. Intermittently. It was a long 1,043 days, but he finally came back to us in Venom (2018) #34. So, what's he been up to since busting his way out of the ground? Well... why don't you take a look for yourself?
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(Venom (2018) #34 (Cates, Coello) ...okay, he was actually buried in NYC in Amazing Spider-Man #800, but I suppose we can't nitpick)
After his resurrection, he appeared briefly as Agent Anti-Venom in Venom #200, musing over the details of his resurrection...
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...and that led directly into Extreme Carnage. The order for that event is as follows: Alpha, Scream, Phage, Lasher, Riot, Toxin, Agony, Omega. Extreme Carnage reunited Flash with Andi (as Scream, and then Silence) and essentially has Flash in full Symbiote Rights™ mode, unless you're Carnage. Because fuck that guy.
It's not my most favorite event in the world, but it's probably the best Flash content you'll get for him post-resurrection. It's pretty fun though, and worth a read.
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After that, his next big appearance is in Savage Avengers (2022) #1-10. He's part of the main cast and team, so technically it's the most content we see for Flash since his resurrection, but it's a bit of a mixed bag. Pepose's Flash isn't awful, but he's nothing to write home about. The most interesting bits are the Anti-Venom Symbiote seemingly gaining some sapience, and Flash's short-lived romance with Tandy (Dagger).
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Interestingly, the first issue of Savage implies that Flash has been in contact with Liz Allan again, presumably since the events of Extreme Carnage. Beyond that, we get to see the dragon form of Anti-Venom again, and he takes on a more classic appearance better resembling John Romita Jr.'s origin design for Anti-Venom back in New Ways to Die. It's not known if the Anti-Venom will maintain its seeming sense of self, but we can hope!
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Beyond that has just been bits and pieces of content for him. He had a decent supporting part in Amazing Spider-Man #900, but he also didn't have any chemistry with anyone, so it probably ranks at the bottom of my list for post-resurrection appearances. It also doesn't determine whether or not Flash remembers about the identity reveal exactly 100 issues earlier so... (tosses hands up)
He also cameoed in Dark Web #1 at a memorial for Harry Osborn, lingering near Liz. Curiously, in Dark Web, Norman Osborn was just outside, but for whatever reason Flash didn't react whatsoever to his murderer being about thirty feet away, so, it is what it is.
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Beyond the above it's all been little spot cameos and mentions of him. There was a little teeny tiny mention in Venom (2021) #11, as well as in the 2022 Venom/Spider-Man Free Comic Book Day issue (he's on Dylan's team, with those swords apparently ready to stab the shit out of Lee Price. at least I'm hoping).
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He also got the world's tiniest but MOST IMPORTANT mention in Red Goblin #5 as long as you can overlook Stanley Osborn being white (head in hands) but the important thing here is UNCLE FLASH. I'm crying. He is Uncle Flash. Was it Uncle Flash calling? No. It was Cletus Kasady. But that's not the point!!!! He's Uncle Flash!!!!!!!!
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The best we can honestly hope for at this point is that Flash appears in either the current Carnage event (Carnage Reigns) or in whatever they've got going on in Venom. I personally would like to see him rejoin the cast of Amazing Spider-Man, but maybe given the current writing staff he's better off away from that.
We do know for sure he's in Extreme Venomverse #3 (out 6/14) but it's not really Flash, it's a Flash from some other universe. Still, we will take our crumbs with gratitude because that's all we're getting right now.
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I'll update this as more becomes available! Which will hopefully be a lot! Stay tuned, true believers!
(for @thrakaboom , as requested)
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alidravana · 2 years
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Happy Wednesday everyone!
I promised my anon yesterday that I would share a snippet from my larger Call of Duty fic which I am working on (called ‘It Happened Quiet’).  A bit of banter to help lighten the mood....a touch anyways.
“Can’t you drive this thing any faster?” Keegan grumbled, hovering right over Kick’s shoulder.
Kick swore under his breath and then swore again, but this time much louder as he swerved around another piece of debris floating in the water.  “Next time, you tell the Federation that they need to have better rescue boats, how about that?!” Kick snapped, pulling back on the throttle to try to force the boat to go faster as they raced towards the beach, ignoring the tremble in his hands on the gear shift.  They didn’t have much choice in vehicles, the waves of tanks destroying almost everything with wheels and then most of the boats having been lost in the strikes.  It had taken Kick a few more minutes than he wanted to get this one running, but at least they had found something that worked.  At least that’s what he was trying to tell himself instead of concentrating on the minutes of lost time.
“I’ll get right on that,” Keegan drawled, taking a step back to shoot a couple remaining Federation soldiers that were trying to swim to shore.  
Kick couldn’t help himself.  “Like shooting fish in a barrel,” he joked, risking a glance over to Keegan to see a copy of his own smirk reflecting back at him.  He wasn’t the one that normally cracked jokes in this sort of situation, that used to be Ajax…and then Logan had taken over for a bit.  The thought of Logan signing an inappropriate joke during one of their stealth missions brought Kick sharply back to the present.
May everyone get some words down for their WIPs today :)
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godestof3worlds · 2 years
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What if as soon as they exchange pleasantries, Reginald sends the Sparrow Academy to attack the Umbrella Academy?
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Whumpay 2022 Day 3 - I'm having soul pains!! (Trope) The Merry Whump of May Day 1 - Tears (Prompt) Angstpril 2022 - Caught Off Guard & Begging Agony April 2022 - Strings
@whumpay2022 & @themerrywhumpofmay & @chaos-company & @agonyapril2022
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crush-zombie · 6 months
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Where I am in life? Things that have happened. The continuing circus of the wild west of my existence. It's a long post ;
I lived in Ontario for three years, from 2018 to 2022, in a couple of places.
The friend I was supposed to move in with, to ease my spiralling depression, backed out at the last moment with threats. The "you're lucky I'm not around or I'd beat your ass" kind of threats, because I refused to give up and let despair engulf me.
I ended up in the basement of a friend of my mother's for a year. For apartment-finding (and legal) reasons I had my sister (and her partner) come as well, and after a year of searching and filling out applications the three of us got kicked out. We stayed in the woods by a highway for a week before getting sent to a homeless shelter.
2 months there was bad. The details probably aren't necessary, but it was dehumanizing.
After that we ended up in one of Canada's "hot spots" for Covid when the pandemic broke out. It took about a month there before my sister's partner started (continuing to) abuse me. My sister didn't care. My illness(es) had been intensifying all throughout those years, but they really hit a fever pitch at this time. I spent a lot of time gasping on the floor.
Along with my illness(es), during all this time I was struggling with suicidal feelings and urges. That's why I moved to Ontario to begin with-- I hoped things would be better there somehow, like a complete idiot ;
After threats from my sister and her partner a friend back in Newfoundland offered me an out. I returned, tail between my legs and my dog, who I dragged through all this chaos, was getting so old he can barely walk. My energy was so, so low and I put just about all of it into caring for him.
About 6 months into living with my friend she unloaded all her issues with me (that I studied like a motherfucker, because I am and always am convinced that I'm the problem in everything)-- that I eat too much, I don't clean the house enough, I'm "disrespectful" (conversely another friend often tells me I'm "too polite"), I "over parent" her daughter (this still confuses me), that she didn't believe I was disabled, that covering for my old, sickly dog was disgusting. I spiralled very hard, and got brought out to the dining room table to be told all the things I should be doing and what I was doing wrong. Immediately afterwards I started planning my suicide. My dearest (internet) friend kept me from death, but in its place I started developing an eating disorder, eating nothing but one meal a day (which sometimes didn't happen) and being nearly bedbound with hunger and exhaustion every day. I started cleaning the house, sweeping, tidying, doing the dishes and folding laundry for the two other adults and one child in the house. No-one complained. I'm convinced everyone in the world would be flattered to have someone bend to their neuroses.
When I forced myself to stop believing I was disabled I lost the language to describe my experiences. I ended up with a counselor in a matter of a week because of my mental state, and he had the unfortunate and arduous job of piecing my shattered mind back together. It's still missing bits... rough in a lot of places.
April of last year, I had to put my dog down. I was spending all my time taking care of him because he couldn't even stand anymore, and the vet really laid it down for me: this was it. So... Even just writing about it puts a lump in my throat and hot tears in my eyes. Grief is hellish agony, maybe the worst I've ever experienced. "I wouldn't be surprised," my counselor said, "you loved that dog more than most people love their own children."
In June I moved again. Currently I'm renting a room with a bunch of dirty 20-something-year-olds who do nothing but smoke weed all day every day and spend 8 AM every morning coughing until they urge, so I roll over and stuff ear plugs in my ears. At least they seem to be good people, and they know to keep their noses out of my business. And $600 for a single room and access to a (disgusting) bathroom, a (disgusting) kitchen and a (disgusting) laundry room with everything included is far, far from the worst I've had. I'm poor, but... it's something, and something isn't nothing.
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septembersghost · 1 year
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it's so strange...my life is such a tiny, insular, suspended thing, my little ghostly existence so seemingly unchanging in any way that's significant, any way that matters, my adulthood all blurred into one unending time...but today i just can't stop thinking about the me of two years ago. i've not changed in any way that can be seen or measured. i'm sitting here in the same place. but i want to hug her. i can remember the depth of the agony i was in, but can't quite access it. i can remember the complete emotional ruin i felt and how i curled into a ball and sobbed and how i couldn't eat and how i felt like dying, but also at that point totally expected it. and i still live in fear of what's coming all the time, but i didn't realize the acute terror i lived in from april 2019 until august of 2022 until it wasn't constant. and i couldn't process the chasm of anguish and grief from april 2019 and from november 2020 until i wasn't at the bottom of it anymore. i want to tell her she's going to have a little more time. and she's going to still laugh and sing and discover new passions and connect with lovely people. and she's still going to ache and cry a lot because that's how it is, but i've always known that part. it was the extension of time that was unknown. it was the infusions of happiness and art along the rough road of it that was unknown. but it still comes. it does, even when you're haunted and shattered and exhausted and ill, it comes in like a sunbeam breaking through the swirl of clouds, casting its warmth and light through the windows of that attic, across flowers that will blossom in that garden, in dancing dust motes even of memory. nothing ever truly fades, but you build the armor to protect it, the treasure box to hold the delicate parts with tenderness, to be able to cradle those things without breaking apart. the echoes in your head to define and underscore it don't fade, they turn honeyed, turn to some form of prayer. something's bound to linger. we keep living anyway. nothing ever really ends. look at all the things you've done for me. i've never been a natural, all i do is try, try, try. when my time is up, have i done enough? i do my best to be brave.
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