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nicollekidman · 1 year

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alina starkov + the darkling | shadow & bone season two + death and desire

adrian martin - lady beware: female gothic variations / leigh bardugo - siege and storm / earnest hemingway - the old man & the sea / terese marie mailhot - heart berries / avril horner & sue zlosnik - family gothic / emily bronte - wuthering heights

#well now i just don't know #but i was thinking about her screaming NO when baghra interrupted and took him and the shadows coming from her fingers so #shadow and bone #alina starkov #darklinaedit #starkling #literally ignore this i just went off my head about gothic desire as always #yes you cant read a bunch of these unless you click on them thats okay it was for ME

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rreyie · 3 years

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when you have a nightmare...

characters - eren, armin, jean, connie, reiner, bertholdt, porco

warnings - mentions of ptsd

a/n - you all seemed to really love my blurbs about cuddling so i’m back at it again but with this!! just beware, reiners might be a little angsty :P

eren doesn’t sleep much, so he will notice within a minute that something isn’t quite right. he tries to leave you alone, thinking that maybe he’s overreacting to this sudden behavior- and he doesn’t want to wake you up for nothing. when he notices your body trembling underneath the blanket that covered you, he had no clue what to do. the best he could do in this moment was to gently poke your arm until you were awake and rest a hand on your shoulder once your eyes were starting to blink open. “bad dream? yeah, i’ve been there a few times.” he would say, eyes turning quite soft at your scared face. “c’mere. you’re making me feel bad with those eyes of yours.” he holds out his arms which you promptly fling yourself into and he places a kiss on the soft flesh of your cheek, and curves his body so that you can lay inside his figure.

armin notices the minute you start to stir in your sleep, immediately sitting up and swiftly moving his head to the side to inspect your shaking body. he really doesn’t want to wake you from your sleep, but when he starts to hear the faintest whimpers emitting from your mouth, he can’t help but gently shake you awake and notice the trail of a tear coming from your eye. his heart quite literally shatters at the sight, arms coming to wrap around you. “i’m so sorry honey... if you don’t mind me asking, what did you dream about?” when you tell him, his grip tightens and his breath hitches while his empathetic side kicks in. “baby, i’m so sorry. i cant imagine what it must feel like to dream like that.” he offers to stay up with you if you need it, make some tea if you’d like and read a book with you- which you quickly accept. he makes you a cup of your favorite tea to calm down and reads you a bit from “moby dick”, one of his most favorite stories of all time. as he sees you drift off to your sleep again on his shoulder, he can’t help but marvel at the way your face looks when you’re asleep. “goodnight, my love”, he whispers, and kisses your forehead before turning out the lights.

jean doesn’t know how to handle nightmares, considering he doesn’t have many himself. his dreams are either wet dreams or straight up odd. so when he sees you starting to stir, he is internally screaming and doesn’t know what to do except leave you there in fear of disturbing you. when your eyes snap open in distress, he’s immediately at your side and holding you in a warm embrace. “shhh, shh baby it’s okay, i’m here.” he whispers, kissing you gently. “you’re not losing me any time soon.” he offers his sweater to you if you’re cold, and gets up to get you a glass of water.

connie is a heavy sleeper, and will only notice that something is wrong when you start to whimper. he’s woken from his slumber and hazily looks over to you, your shaking form making his heart sink. he doesn’t know what to do, so he just cuddles closer to you and rubs your back soothingly until you wake up. when your eyes finally open, he’s quick to smile at you in an attempt to ease your mood. “you ‘kay?” he mumbles sleepily. “had a nightmare, didn’t you?” he will listen to you tell him about whatever nightmare you had, nodding as you let everything out. though he’s still half asleep, he will make sure to listen to you. “well, good thing that wasn’t real then. you know i’d never let that happen to you, right? i’ll protect you always.” you nod and sink into his arms, feeling like putty and soon falling asleep again.

reiner, like all of the others characters on here, has severe ptsd, but it affects him the most at night and in his sleep. if you have a nightmare, the chances are that he will have one too. but you wake up first, and slightly panic when you see him shaking and whispering wails of “please, no...” and “no, no, no...”. in a few seconds he snaps his eyes open and looks around the room, to see your figure hovering over him, your eyes wide in distress like his. his jaw trembles and before you know it, he’s a crying mess as he flings himself towards you and buries his head in your shoulder. you can’t help but cry as well. his tears stain your shirt and you can feel his heart thump rapidly in his chest, his skin hot to the touch. after a few consecutive minutes of crying, he mumbles one thing: “will you stay with me? please?” you nods your head and lay back down with him, raking your fingers through his hair. he holds onto you extra tight that night.

bertholdt is a very heavy sleeper, this is a fact. that being said, he can’t usually tell when you have a nightmare, unless if you sneak into his bed one night or poke him awake saying that you had a bad dream. he instantly pulls his covers open for you, eyes wide as if he didn’t sleep, like he was waiting for you. you two don’t exchange any words, just a silent understanding that you needed some comfort. he wraps his impossibly long arms around your torso and pulls you in tight, intertwining your legs with one another. after a couple minutes, bertholdt breaks the silence by asking you in his quiet, sleepy voice, “can i kiss you?” which you quickly accept, and he peppers your face in kisses until you find yourself falling asleep from the feeling of warmth he provides.

porco sleeps like a goddamn grizzly bear. nothing can wake him up at all. but when he feels you turn on the light to the bathroom to go grab some water, he knows something is wrong. “babe? why are you up at this hour...?” he questions you, voice still rough from his interrupted slumber. when you tell him that you had a nightmare, he orders you to go back to bed and let him get you whatever you need. his hair is still messy and disheveled, the golden strands falling out of his normally slicked back hairstyle and you can’t help but think that he is pretty damn cute. when he comes and gives you back your water, then tells you to sit down on his lap. when you do, he wraps his muscular arms around your shoulders, which you quickly respond to with kissing his upturned nose, making him blush deeply.

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dysfunctionalcrab · 3 years

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babysitter

pairing: georgenotfound x reader

pronouns: gender neutral

description: george is left to babysit your niece

warnings: mentions of a future family? just in case that makes you uncomfortable.

[y/n/n] - your nieces name

[y/s/n] - your siblings name (gender neutral too)

note: i’m not too sure about this imagine, please a like or reply if you actually enjoyed! - niss

you woke up to the sound of your alarm blasting your ear off, if you hadn’t turned it off right there you probably would have gone deaf.

george was sleeping like a baby beside you, you could hear his quiet snores. you were surprised he didn’t wake up to the sound of your ear-piercing alarm.

turning on your phone, you glanced at the time that read 12:30. you sighed in annoyance as you registered that you only had half an hour before you had to be on your way to university. so you got up and began your normal morning routine, brush your teeth, shower, have breakfast and finally get dressed. however, as you were packing your bag, almost ready to go, you received a notification from your [sibling]

[y/s/n]: we’re 5 minutes away!!!

[y/s/n]: thank you so much for agreeing to do this :)

fuck.

it completely slipped your mind. you had promised to take care of [y/n/n] for today, your 7 year old niece, while your [sibling] was at their job interview. regardless, you texted them a quick ‘no problem’ before rushing upstairs to wake up george.

he was still sleeping, but now he was completely hiding under the covers with one arm sticking out. you hated to interrupt his beauty sleep but this was more important. you began to shake him awake.

“babe,” you shook him

“wake up,”

“george,” you removed the covers off his face

“wake the fuck up!” you started poking his sides. usually, you would be a little less... harsh, but you were panicking.

finally the boy rose from his slumber, groaning and stretching all his limbs. he blinked a couple times before meeting your eyes

“good morning,” he said softly, as if he completely just disregarded your tone of desperation and worry.

you pulled him by his arm and he sat upright,

“you need to get up right now,” you told him

“what’s going on?” he questioned, clearly confused as you weren’t giving him any context

“you need to take care of [y/n/n] for today, i have classes today, and i need to leave in 5 minutes and [y/s/n] has a job interview and there’s nobody else to take care of her,” you rushed out all in once sentence.

“are you serious?” he narrowed his eyes at you. “you know how bad i am with kids, especially [y/n/n] , she hates me,”

that was partly true. unfortunately, your niece wasn’t exactly fond of george. ever since you even started dating,m, [y/n/n] acted cold towards your boyfriend, it only got worse when you moved in with him. she always refused to play a game if george was going to participate, or never accepted any high fives or hellos from him. you felt sympathy for george. this child despised him and now you were asking him to look after her.

“please, i’m begging you,” you looked at him with pleading eyes. his eyes softened up after recognising the urgency of the situation.

“fine,” he agreed. you sighed out of satisfaction that you didn’t have to stress out [y/s/n] over finding a new baby sitter.

“thank you so much,” you pressed a small kiss to his lips appreciatively.

right at that moment, you two heard the doorbell ring. you urged george to get ready as fast as he could while you went down stairs and greeted your [sibling] and your niece.

“auntie/uncle [y/n]!” [y/n/n] yelled as you opened the door, immediately rushing into your arms. she looked a lot taller than the last time you saw her

“how’s my favourite girl?” you picked her up and swung her, before placing a little kiss on her head

you gave your [sibling] a quick hug. they handed you a bag full of toys, teddies and colouring pens, along with a spare set of clothing just in case [y/n/n] got a little messy throughout the day. and some quick reminders about her favourite foods or how to get her stop crying. you’d looked after her before, so all of it was pretty familiar to you

“again, thank you so, so much, you have no idea how much you’re helping me.” they told you. your [sibling] gave [y/n/n] a kiss on the cheek and told her to be a ‘good and kind little girl’ before finally exiting the household.

george, at last, made his way down. wearing a decent pair of jeans and a hoodie, giving an awkward wave to [y/n/n]

you checked the time and knew you had to get going. you had to explain to her that uncle george was going to be the one looking after her today. and after one whole tantrum, you managed to convince her to be a good girl by promising to give her a big reward afterward.

finally, you kissed [y/n/n] and george a goodbye , then shut the front door behind you.

george and [y/n/n] stood opposite each other. there was an uncomfortable silence in the air. george felt so...he didn’t even know. what do you say to a child who hates you? [y/n/n] tightly clutched her bag of toys.

“so, [y/n/n],” george cleared his throat, he bent down to her level. “i hear you like toy story?”

[y/n/n] pouted “i don’t like you” she said, and stomped away.

george sighed. this was going to be a long day.

and it was.

it started off with [y/n/n] innocently using her colouring pens and drawing random things, you know, as children do. but when she ran out of paper, she made her way to your office, where all your uni work was. she grabbed the closest piece of paper that was sitting on your desk, deciding it was going to be the next canvas for her art. this paper just happened to be a very important assignment.

when george caught her in the act, he had to physically tear her away from your office, in defiance of all her kicking and screaming.

then, when george accidently left the door to your shared bedroom open. [y/n/n] waddled in without him noticing, she started playing with all of his devices. his computer, his microphone, and somehow she got a hold of his headphones, and took out the battery. george didn’t realise until he noticed the cover missing. he tried to ask her nicely where she threw the battery. but she insisted that she wasn’t going to give it back unless he stopped being ‘mean’

when lunch time rolled around, george put a pizza in the oven, he remembered clearly that [y/n/n] loved pizza, specifically pepperoni. nothing could go wrong here.

but when he called her to the kitchen so she could receive her lunch. she just stared blankly at the pizza, and then at him. she crossed her arms

“[y/n] usually makes a smiley face with the pepperoni”

george just felt all his will to live just disappear

coloured pens and toys were spread out all across the living room floor, [y/n/n] was sitting in front of the tv, george put on one of her favourite shows which thankfully distracted her for a bit, allowing him to relax. he pulled out his phone and texted you

to [y/n] <3 : help me please

to [y/n] <3: i cant take this anymore, i’m literally dying rn

to [y/n] <3: come home quick

he exhaled heavily, throwing his phone to the side. he was so exhausted.

[y/n/n] was roleplaying with her toys, making them move around and doing squeaky little voices. george smiled at the innocence

“purple bear doesn’t play with us anymore. princess giraffe, mr. george took her away from us,” she spoke in a high pitched voice

george’s ears perked up. how funny that she had a teddy named ‘mr. george’. curiously, he watched the little girl.

“koala george, is a meanie, he stole purple bear and now they don’t want to hang out with us!”

it didn’t take a genius to find out what [y/n/n] was displaying through her role playing teddies.

that was why she didn’t like george. before they got together, [y/n] mentioned they almost spent every weekend with [y/n/n], playing with her and having fun with her.

she felt abandoned by [y/n] and felt as if george had taken them away from her .

george felt at fault as he noticed the girls eyes started to water.

“does purple bear love us any more?” she continued to play.

george decided it was enough and he switched off the television. he joined [y/n/n] on the floor and grabbed the teddy that was supposedly ‘koala george’

“[y/n/n]” he spoke softly. the little girl looked up at him expectantly. he held up the teddy.

“is this supposed to be me?” he questioned her.

“that’s a koala bear,” she answered

“no-, [y/n/n],” he said. he thought about how to ask her, and just chose it was best to be flat out with the child,”

“did i steal auntie/uncle [y/n] away from you?”

the question took her by surprise. she gazed at him with big wide eyes. she thought about her answer and grabbed the purple bear, which was supposed to be you.

“they don’t play with me as much anymore, they’re always with you, because of you, they don’t love me anymore,” she pulled a face, it wasn’t angry, it wasn’t annoyed.

it was a genuinely sad face.

george was sure he physically felt a pang of guilt in his stomach. he never even comprehended the fact that a child could feel so rejected.

“listen... [y/n/n],” he said gently. he thought about his words. comforting someone wasn’t exactly his strongest point, particularly not a child who detested him “[y/n] will never stop loving you, okay? they love you very much, and i’m sorry you feel like i stole them ”

[y/n/n] continued to listen.

“but don’t forget that [y/n] has so much love to go around! look, they love you, and they love me, they love grandma and grandpa too! they will always love one another even if they can’t see each other often,”

[y/n/n] stayed silent. she fiddled with the purple teddy, folding its ears and patting its head. she loved that bear. it was actually gifted to her by you, when she was first born. she brought it to her chest and hugged it. george tried a different approach.

“listen, how about- this weekend, we can all go to the park together, and have a picnic. you, me, [y/n], and your parents too,”

she continued to just stay silent. george didn’t know what to expect, she was unpredictable, was she going to throw another hissy fit? or start to cry? he wasn’t sure

“can we also get ice cream?” she asked

george smiled and felt himself relax. thank god. “all the ice cream you want,” he told her

[y/n/n] stood up and giggled. like her whole entire mood did a whole fucking 180. “okay! let’s go play dress up now!”

———

7:45 pm. you finally arrived home. you were tired out of your mind. [y/s/n]’s interview was delayed by two hours and was currently half way back home, meaning you had enough time to spend with [y/n/n]

you unlocked the door, expecting to see a giant tsunami of toys and colouring pencils and pens, but what you saw was the most heart warming thing ever.

george was sleeping on the couch, his head resting on the armrest. he had a couple pink bows in his hair, his lips were painted a hot pink, he was wearing a couple sparky bracelets and a purple floral necklace.

in his lap, [y/n/n] rested her head, she was wearing a fairy costume with matching pink bows and sparkly bracelets.

you quickly snapped a photo of this wholesome moment. because, who wouldn’t? you spent a few minutes just watching the two sleep, they were probably just as tired as you.

moments like these made you really appreciate the people you had in your life. the people you love so dearly much.

you didn’t want to disrupt the ambience but you felt it was better for your [sibling] to collect your niece when she wasn’t covered in glitter and an overload of pink accessories.

you quietly woke george up,

“baby, wake up.” you shook him awake, gently. in a very different way than you did this morning. he opened his eyes. and immediately smiled upon seeing your face. you ran your thumb across his cheek

“it looks like you two had a lot of fun,” you teased.

he quietly chuckled. “she’s okay,” he told you. looking down at the little girl sleeping in his lap.

you slowly and carefully picked her up, removing any accessories you thought may seem uncomfortable to sleep in. she was a heavy sleeper.

you carried her upstairs, tucking her into you and george’s bed and placing a kiss upon her forehead. you turned back to george and rushed in for a bear hug

“thank you so much for doing that,” you said. “i love you so much, i know it probably wasn’t easy, she can be quite the handful,”

george chuckled. “handful is an understatement,”

“you’d better be willing to dress up like that with our own kids one day.” you stated, hugging him tighter.

his face broke out into a small smile, having thought of an image of you two playing with you future kids. he kissed top of your head and then your nose

“maybe one day”

———

masterlist

#georgenotfound imagines #georgenotfound x reader #georgenotfound #mcyt x reader #mcyt #georgenotfound imagine #mcyt imagines

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choco-exe · 3 years

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the one where tsukishima and sakusa go too far with teasing their crush

anonymous asks: Hiiiiii I LOVE ur writing, and I was wondering if I could request the haikyuu boys (whoever u think fits best) who constantly tease (borderline insult) their crush, who one day just breaks down from their harsh words and say to them something along the lines of “why do you hate me?”, and how the the haikyuu boys react to that. If possible, end with something fluffy 🥺? (Like a confession) TYSMMM ❤️❤️

a/n: hello! aww im glad you do :D wait i just realized you said to have the boys react to their crush saying why do you hate me- fuuuuu- ahem please forgive me for not reading the ask correctly ;w; i hope you still enjoy, nevertheless! and why did i write these long-

tw: mentions of self hate, kind of toxic behavior from sakusa

𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚊 . . . 🖉

☾ he’s gonna be meaner the more he likes you ☾ like if he’s only realized he developed a crush on you, he’d treat you the same, but if it’s been weeks and you haven’t picked up the hint, he’s gonna be treating you like trash ☾ you find him staring down at you with a dead eye stare ☾ “what’s up, kei?” “you’re so short you look like a toddler” “..i’m the average height for a high schooler though-” ☾ his comments about your height never got to you, but then he started to target other regions of yourself ☾ like he’d give a rude remark about a low score you got on the quiz, or how you always look dead inside well he isn’t wrong ☾ whenever he said something negative about you, you just shot back a counter and brushed it off ☾ after a month of this going on, though, his words started to sting a bit ☾ “hey kei-” “can’t you stay quiet for one second? it’s like you blab out words every chance you get” ☾ imagine your surprise, since it was unusual of him to comment about you talking ☾ and one of your biggest insecurities is being annoying to others; you knew you tend to ramble about things, and a nagging voice in the back of your mind was always telling you about how people around you would get fed up with it ☾ did tsukki mean to say it like that? of course not; he was meaning to have a bit of humor in his statement ☾ he just said it in such an annoyed tone and way that it made it seem like he was bothered by you talking ☾ “..sorry, kei. my mind wandered for a bit..” ☾ you figured that he just had a bad day, and you were over it after a full night of sleep i could really use that ☾ the voice inside your head grew louder, however, and tsukishima’s comments didn’t help at all ☾ “stop bothering me about the homework; cant you see i’m busy? ugh, fine, take my notes if you’re that stupid-” ☾ “if you want attention, listen to this playlist. it should satisfy your longing for voices; i need to study for a test now” ☾ it got to the point where your mind was yelling at you about being a nuisance, and the final piece you needed to break just so happened to be during a practice match..

“You did great, blocking them all, Tsukki!” You exclaimed, flashing him a grin as you pass him his water bottle and towel. In all honesty, you were forcing your smile so hard, it began to hurt your jaw. “I could’ve blocked better if someone wasn’t screaming the whole time,” the middle blocker said, wiping sweat off his forehead. You had been passing out water bottles to the other players, but you stopped dead in your tracks when his words hit your ears. “Y/N-chan..?” Shimizu asked worriedly, eyeing your expression that Tsukishima couldn’t see. The said blonde took off his goggled to switch them out with his regular glasses. “It was just a practice match; getting hyped up wasn’t exactly the brightest idea your mind conjured up.” Putting his glasses on after wiping the lenses, he looked down at you to see your tear ducts brimming with your sadness. “..huh..?” You touched your face as a tear slid down your cheek. The other club members looked at you in concern. “Ah- don’t worry, everyone..” You wave your hands frantically as Daichi and Sugawara stare disapprovingly at Tsukishima. “It’s nothing to worry about. I’m just gonna.. step outside for a bit.” You forced another smile out onto your face, then quickly scampered out of the gym. The silence was so thick, you could slice it with a sword. Four-Eyes clearly didn’t expect you to be that emotional over his statement, as his face was filled with a small mixture of concern and confusion. He ran after you, shoving his things in his hands to Yamaguchi and leaving the rest of the team shocked into standing still. You had fled to a nearby bench, where you collapsed onto and shoved your face into your hands, desperately trying to stop your tears from shedding. How stupid, you thought. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Look what you did; you made the team worry about you, and they’re all going to resent you the moment they find out the reason behind your crying. “Y/N.” Jolted out of your thoughts, you looked up to find Tsukishima staring down at you with an unreadable expression. Almost immediately, your face became flooded with streams of tears. You quickly looked down at your lap, fidgeting with your hands. “I-I’m sorry for talking so much, Tsukki, I’ll try to keep my thoughts to myself-” “Shut up, Y/N.” He interrupted. You sighed and calmed your breathing. “This is what I’m talking about, Tsukishima.” You muttered, putting your face in your hands once again. “I’m just a pest to everyone; anyone I encounter will automatically hate me-” “Stop insulting yourself, dammit.” The middle blocker clenched his fists in anger. “You aren’t a nuisance, and you most definitely aren’t one to be hated on- I know I can be a bit of an asshole sometimes, but did it really affect you that much-” You slowly took your face out of your hands to see the blonde crouching, staring up at you. “'Did it really affect you that much?’ What do you think?! God, it really seems like you don’t consider my feelings at all, Tsukishima! I’ve been suspecting that you hate me, but why-?!” Said boy quickly clasped your hands in his, surprising you greatly. His usual expressionless face was morphed into one in a slight panic. “It’s because I like you, idiot!” Taking a moment to process his words, your whole face flushed a scarlet-red. “What?” The tips of Tsukishima’s ears were dusted with a soft coral-pink hue. “You heard me. I won’t repeat myself.” He averted his eyes from yours, squeezing your hands in nervousness. “I-” You were internally melting inside; who would’ve thought the salty beanpole would like someone like you? “But you would always push me to the side! Telling me you were busy and such!” Tsukishima stared at you like you were the biggest dumbass in the world. “I gave you my notes because I knew you didn’t have the energy to take them in class, and the playlist was a collection of songs I thought would suit you. Are you that dense?” “Who are you calling dense?!” You replied hastily. “And for your information, I haven’t given you my answer yet! Let go of my hands, and I’ll tell you, okay?” The middle blocker leaned in close to your face with his dead eye gaze. “It’s an agreement or disagreement, Y/N. What is your response?” You leaned back into the bench, but Tsukishima followed with your movements. “Um- I-” Your words crossed with each other, the lack of personal space making your head spin. “Yes?” Satisfied, the lamppost removed his hands from yours and flicked your forehead. “Simple as that, shortcake. If you want to freeze to death outside, that’s fine by me.” He began to walk back to the gym. “Wha- I’m not short!” You exclaimed, running after the four-eyes. “Also, I’m not the one who’s been sweating profusely for the past hour, so speak for yourself!” Tsukishima gently smiled as he heard you rapidly firing back at his comment. Looks like she’s back to her usual self. 𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚜𝚊 . . . 🖉

✤ obviously he’s gonna be commenting about your hygiene 24/7 ✤ the fact that he’s developed a crush on you doesn’t help, either; it means that you should be extra clean if he were to date you ✤ and of course he has to remind you almost every hour of the day; whether it be by text or in person ✤ now, you didn’t mind him checking up on you every couple of days, but every hour?? ✤ you’re convinced that sakusa has had some sort of trauma in the past, fighting with germs ever since he was a child okay not really.. unless? ✤ he doesn’t even do this to the other people he’s acquainted with; you’ve asked koromi about it, and he says sakusa just sprays him with holy water a disinfecting solution ✤ now you’re confused as to why you’re getting special treatment from him, when you two aren’t as close as him and his cousin ✤ so you personally went to his class to ask him about it ✤ “hey kiyoomi, why do you remind me to be clean every hour that you’re awake?” “because you shouldn’t have a single germ on you.” “but it’s literally the same message every time; at least make it seem more interesting” “cleaning yourself should be simple, not complicated” ✤ you got fed up with it as another week went by, which is understandable, since this clean freak was spamming your phone hour after hour without missing a single text ✤ the fact that sakusa was willing to put effort into reminding you about your hygiene was kind of sweet, but the same message every. single. damn. time. was annoying you like hell ✤ and when you tell him to stop and that you already know how to get rid of germs, he gave you a disgusted look ✤ this had to be one of the most nasty expressions he had ever made, because you stood paralyzed to the floor ✤ “i have been reminding you for your own good, y/n. why don’t you just appreciate what i do for you, instead of complain about it?” ✤ your mouth stayed shut, your tongue feeling as though it was glued to the top of your mouth ✤ “don’t mention anything like this again” ✤ you meekly nodded, and he strolled out the classroom ✤ the moment he was gone, you collapsed onto the floor out of fear, shivering as you replayed the scene again and again in your head ✤ the main question that circled your head was: why was he acting so controlling? ✤ the night after, you texted sakusa, and asked him to meet up with you at your favorite spot ✤ surprisingly, he complied. and you were waiting for awhile by the time he got there..

“Sakusa, hi!” You greeted your friend with a small but warm smile. The ace frowned; it was unlike you to call him by his last name. In fact, it had been months since you’ve said his name with such coldness in your voice. “..why did you call me out here?” He questioned in a low tone. Your eyes grew dark as you thought about what to say to him. “I wanted to talk to you about what happened yesterday. I feel as though we need to.” Sakusa’s own eyes narrowed as you spoke each word. “Are you still going to complain about my reminders to you?” Shaking your head, you stared at your feet while hugging your arms to your chest. “Of course not, I heard what you told me to do. I just.. wanted to know why you got so angry, is all.” The jet-black haired boy stared down at you, furrowing his eyebrows as he tried to remember what specifically happened the day before. “I don’t know what you’re remembering, Y/N, but I wasn’t angry in the slightest. Are you sure you aren’t thinking of another memory of yours?” Your head snaps up when he said that he wasn’t angry. “Yes, I’m very sure.” You firmly say. “Maybe you don’t think you seemed angry, but you were downright furious. It was.. kind of terrifying.” “Are you saying I was out of control yesterday?” “No, just..” You subconsciously hugged your arms tighter to your body, trying to make yourself as small as possible. “..intimidating.” Sakusa tilted his head, his eyes narrowing. You found him intimidating? Just from a little conversation that happened because of you’re questioning ways? “I’m tired, and I’m sure you are, too,” you continued, not catching on that your friend was becoming annoyed with your talking. “Which is why I want to end this quickly. Sakusa, I have a life, too. As much as I appreciate what you do for me, I can take care of myself without your help-” “You’re repeating the same words you stated yesterday, just in different phrasing.” The germaphobe harshly cut in. “I said this once, but I will say it again, for your sake. I am doing this for your own good-” “-and I know what’s good for me and what isn’t, Sakusa!” You exclaimed, your arms no longer crossed. “I can make my own decisions! I’m not some dumb little kid you have to look after-” “Y/N-” “-so just drop this already! It doesn’t help anyone; it doesn’t help me, it doesn’t help you-” “Y/N.” Sakusa lost all patience. He towered over you, his hands clenched tightly into fists. You slightly shrink at his actions, your arms up in defense. The ace didn’t seem to notice your fear as he took a step forward. “You are crawling with so many germs, I can practically see them all over you. You are in no condition to be deciding on your hygiene, when you can’t even rid of the many dirt particles covering your skin.” He took another step forward, and you step back, unsure of what to do. Sakusa broke out of his anger when he heard a slight sob leave your lips. “Why do you hate me so much, Sakusa?!” You asked, pain laced into your voice. “I’m perfectly capable of not being dirty, can’t you see?! Why can’t you just leave me alone-” You used your sleeves to start wiping the tears away, although they doubled to replace the ones you removed. The ace hesitantly enveloped you in a hug, making you break down even more. “Sakusa- no- you’re gonna get germs on you-” You stammered, resisting the temptation to bury your face into his chest. “..I made you cry. I need to pay the consequences.” Said boy murmured, rubbing shapes onto your back. You continued to cry for a good 5 minutes, before slowly pushing him away. “..thank you.” You sniffled. “I know consequences has nothing to do with that. Why did you-?” “I like you, Y/N.” He cut you off, making your eyes widen. “The reason why I’d been constantly reminding you to wash up is because I thought I should date someone who was clean to the touch. That was wrong of me, so very wrong. I apologize, and it’s fine if you reject-” You shut him up with a kiss to his mask. “Are you traumatized yet?” You asked, trying to crack a smile. “That’s my revenge from yesterday.” Sakusa blinked multiple times before realizing what you did. “..I guess I deserved that. So is that a yes..?” You broke out into a beautiful, radiant smile this time, the moonlight making you glow even more than you already were. “Of course, Kiyoomi!”

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dear-yandere · 4 years

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[ kinktober day 2 — dying light. ]

yandere! ghostface (jed olsen) x f! reader. oneshot.

summary. they’ll get away. they’ll get away and leave you behind with him—but you want that, don’t you?

— word count: 2108. — prompts: predator/prey + choking + knife play. — warnings: n/sfw (dubcon, slut-shaming). — art credit: 765122.

kinktober masterlist.

“Ah ah ah, keep it down, sweetheart.”

It’s gruffer than you expected, his voice. Mischievous and malicious, airy and curious, the type of tone you’d take with a friend—lighthearted. As if he wasn’t holding you by knife point. His words almost have a musical ring to it, the hum of a killer seeking prey whose hiding spot he’s long been aware of.

He’s playing with you.

“Should I stuff your mouth instead? Wouldn’t want your little friends hearing you moan my name, would you?” His hand is still around your neck, squeezing it tightly between dried blood and old leather, and his other lazily waves a bloodied tactical knife through the air. “Or, would you like that? Your call, toots.” You can feel desire roll from his body, from his blade smeared with the stale blood of unlucky victims. The glint of steel begs to be coated by your blood, but he won’t have that. Not yet. Not until he’s had his fun.

“Cat got your tongue?” He tips your chin using knife’s edge, and you hurry to answer if you know what’s best for you.

“No…” You barely manage to breathe out. Your throat burns with the reminder that your life is literally in his hands, and if his mask had been off, you’re sure he’d be grinning.

“Mm, what’s that babe? Gotta speak up or I can’t hear ya.” He licks his lips and squeezes, a dull chuckle hollowed by his mask. “You said you want me to bring them here?”

“N-no! Please, no.” You sputter, the burning in your throat growing with each second. His grip is loose enough to keep you from passing out, but inklings of black begin to spot your vision. “Don’t… let them see me like this.” Your answer comes quick, quicker than you’ve been answering for the past few minutes. He knows what you were playing at—trying to buy time for your teammates. He should’ve left minutes ago to patrol the leftover gens, but you had the misfortune of piquing his interest after a long chase.

He tilts his head. He’s struck a nerve, it seems, and your tongue scrambles to make you appear less weak. “I—if they saw me with you, they’d never forgive me, they’ll—”

“They’ll think you’re a traitor.” He finishes, lips curling into an impish smirk. What little strength was left in your sore thighs slackened, the ugly feeling of desperation coiling against your tummy. The killer continues, his tone indifferent, nonchalant, as if the prospect of catching one of your trusted friends fucking the enemy is commonplace. “One of them could walk by right now, looking for me, looking for you, wondering why I’m not out and about, wondering why you haven’t been healed yet.” He laughs through his nose. Oh, could you be any more precious? The way fear flits across your face like a dance, the way your lips tremble and refuse to stay still—you’re so easy to read. “What d’ya think they’ll say when they see you like this, sweets?”

“No!” You choke and whine into his hands at the sheer thought. To lose your dignity and your fellow survivor’s trust like that… you’ll never survive another match.

He disregards your pained moans and hums inquisitively, grinding against the swell of your thigh with his hardened cock, shamelessly hidden beneath his robes while you lay exposed against the shack wall. You’re still uselessly trying to claw his hand from your neck, choking and sputtering for air as he tightens his grip, but your attempts hardly make a dent in the thick leather gloves. Precious, pretty little thing you are. He wonders how you’ll look with your mouth stuffed full with his cock and his knife lodged tight in your stomach.

You make it so hard to control himself.

He grins when your fingers abandon the hand around your neck and crawl along his arm, eager to push him off and buy enough time to find a teammate. You wouldn’t get far anyway, consider he’s been stalking you for quite some time. Every weakness and fear is completely exposed before him—did you think he wouldn’t notice that limp in your step from last chase? Poor thing, must’ve twisted your ankle when he chased after your tight ass moments ago. As if teasing you for being so needy—even if it isn’t yet for his cock—the edge of his boots smash into your weakened ankle.

You didn’t put up a fight—couldn’t put up a fight. Your crumpled body would’ve fallen to the splintered floorboards if he hadn’t caught you in time. He squeezes your thin neck harder— rougher—and you swear your esophagus will explode. Screams are robbed from the pleasure of leaving your mouth, all you can feel is dry burning, all you can do is wheeze and cry just how he likes it.

The dull edge of his knife violates your mouth, not quite filling you entirely, but you refuse to flinch.

“I’ve been watching you for a while, y’know, bating my time, fantasizing about all the dirty things I’d do when you’re helpless beneath me.” He holds you the way fire holds what it burns. “I want this to be extra special; the kind of nightmare you’ll never forget. I even made sure one’s gonna interrupt us, sweetheart.” He explains, dragging the blade across your bottom lip. “So, do you still think they’ll try to save you?”

He’s mocking you.

“O-of course!” You draw ragged breaths, the bitter taste of iron stained on your tongue like a tattoo. “One of them has a flashlight”—you realized it’s best to not divulge who in particular—“S-someone will come for me sooner or later!”

He cups your flushed cheek with his free hand, squeezing your cheeks between his fingers. The action brings the insides of your mouth dangerously close to his knife, but he’s careful. Bleed any more and you’ll pass out, and fucking an unconscious body isn’t nearly as fun. “I didn’t take you for such an idiot, sugar.”

Your eyebrows furrow at the finality in his voice.

“How cute.” He snickers and cocks his head to the side. “You think a flashlight save will be enough? All I gotta do is look down, babe.” Oh, isn’t that whimper precious? Makes him want to rip you apart. “‘Sides, I have No One Escapes Death.” He continues, running the blade along your teeth. “Saving you may as well be a death wish.”

A sob weakly leaves your throat. Beneath his mask, his eyes narrow, having grown impatient with your lack of reaction. Shoving the sharp edge of his knife down your throat may as well incite no reaction, at this point.

“You’re hardly putting up a fight now, sweet thing. Give up already?” He loosens his grip on your neck, urging you to speak. “Or am I just that sexy?” He snickers, pulls the knife from your lips and cants your head with the tip. “Go on, lemme hear you say it. Scream my name, sweets, let them hear you all the way at the exit gates.”

Your breaths hitch—just the reaction he was looking for. His lips twist into a wicked smile. “Give them one last thing to think about before they leave you here.”

“No…” Your complaint is hoarse, hardly above a whisper. They couldn’t have left you, not here, not with him. You told them how scared you are—how frightened he makes you. You told them about the eyes watching you, even when the Entity hasn’t called upon you for a trial. You told them about the photographs littering your room—the ones of you, ones you didn’t take. You told them. They couldn’t have left, they wouldn’t.

“You’re lying…”

“Aw babe, you’re too pretty to be this delusional. Your little friends left a long time ago.” He muses, prodding your thighs apart with the swell of his knee. “It’s just you and me now, sweetheart. The Entity can’t force us out unless you somehow get out of arms, or a few minutes pass and the Entity claims you for itself.” He taps the underside of your chin. “Tell me, how does spending your last few minutes alive with me sound?”

You try to hide the tears swelling over your eyelids, but your bones are weary and your limbs heavy. “Please just let me go…”

Poor thing. He has to strain just to hear you—that’s no good.

No good for his patience, either.

“Say my name and I’ll think about it, then.” The blade travels lower, slices just below your jugular—shallow enough to draw a thin line of blood, nothing in dire need of medical attention. Not like you could reach your discarded med kit, anyway. “I can’t hear you princess. Go on, I said. Say. My. Name.” Each word is punctuated by a sharp thrust just above your collar bone. His mouth closes in next to their ear, “Tell me who you belong to.”

Your will snaps.

“Danny!”

The name feels foreign, forbidden, on your tongue.

“Mm, haha…” He’s caught off guard. He wasn’t expecting that, no. A ‘Ghostface’ or even ‘Ghostie’ would’ve made his cock happy, but this… this is unexpected. This is new.

He’s pitying you now, you can still hear the mock in his tone when he speaks. “What a shameless little whore. When’d you learn my name? Who told you?” His voice is playful, and something tells you he doesn’t mind why you know, but rather why you blew your cover. “You’ve been stalking me, haven’t you?”

Your eyes widen. Another nerve’s been struck.

He’s losing breath fast beneath his mask. His heart’s beating so fast—this rush, this thrill is exhilarating. You’re exhilarating, you’re as insane as him.

“Do your pals know how wet I make you? Do you jack off when no one’s looking?” You can’t hide it anymore, the shame and guilt and frustration on your face. He can practically feel the heat— the sexual frustration—rolling from your skin in waves. His cock twitches against his robes, his breaths quick and rugged against your face. “Huh? Do you jack off to me, sweets? Is that why you haven’t fought back this entire time?”

You don’t have an answer anymore.

“Keep making that face, sweets.” He leans closer and drops his voice. “I like it when you’re flustered.”

Your thighs clench, desperate for friction against your cunt—his voice, his voice is what did this. And now he’s using it again you; god you’re such a fucking idiot.

His hand leaves your neck, travels up to your parted lips. He’s hardly surprised when your jaw immediately slackens to accommodate his fingers, dirty leather immediately tainting your tongue. You don’t flinch at the taste; even dirt is above the depths you’ve fallen to.

“Wonder if you taste as sweet as you look.” He mindlessly asks, sliding his fingers over the dull buds of your tongue. “Wonder if your cunt’s as dirty as your mind. Do you go around fucking the other survivors too? The other killers?”

Your draw a sharp breath and change the topic. “I-I’ll do anything, just don’t…don’t tell anyone.” Your suggestions are hardly convincing. In this realm, what else do you have to your name besides your tight little body?

“Mm…anything?” He’s been patient enough with you. “Then beg, princess.”

You hesitate. Begging’s a small price to pay for your freedom; you’ve already fallen so low, what’s a little more?

Your lips don’t move like you want them to.

“Go on, tell me I’m the worst.” He sighs blissfully and pulls his hand from your lips. The shifting of fabric meets your ears; you don’t have to look down to know he’s started palming his erection. Your eyes stay pinned to the holes in his mask, desperately hanging onto what dignity you have left. “Tell me you hate me.” He moans, pressing his knee against your cunt. “I get off on it, princess.”

You’re wet. You wish the shame were enough to kill you right then.

“Just stop thinking, let me fuck you silly just like you wanted.” The knife hardly misses your stomach when he slices downwards, tearing the front of your shirt and leggings. The thin fabrics uselessly falls to the floor—and he takes every opportunity to eye you up and down. The feeling of his eyes on your skin is disgusting, but calling for help is useless by this point. No one will hear, no one will come. Not for someone like you.

“Don’t complain if I leave your pussy bleeding, sweets.” He strokes your dirtied, tear-stained cheeks. You don’t pull away, anymore. “You begged for this.”

You’re a sinner and you’re already in hell.

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i-fucking-hate-ppl · 4 years

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What about some fluffy dating headcanons of Alastor, Angel and Sir Pentious? Cute things they like to do with their S/O’s, who makes the first move and kisses each other, maybe how would them react if their S/O’s want to have intimate relationships or maybe kids(?? Idk If you’re comfortable with nsfw or not :)) btw sorry for my grammar mistakes

Can do! I hope it's up to standards! Dont worry about spelling btw, I'm just as bad :) Also I do NSFW for anyone wondering, and yes it's kinda in here. Also, Alastor is asexual in my opinion, although I know others may not think so, so I wrote some nsfw for him. Anyway Enjoy!

Alastor:

• His S/o has to make the first few moves. (Handholding, hugs, and eskimo kisses/ butterfly kisses/ cheek kisses)

• After that he'll initiate everything else. (Hand kisses, kisses, make out sessions, etc.)

• Most of the time, he's the first one to kiss you. Sometimes you do surprise him by kissing him first.

• He really likes to kiss the back of your hand. He'll do it whenever he sees you (even if he's in public).

• He also likes when you hold onto his arm, he feels really proud.

• He does cute couple things with you a lot. But it's always behind closed doors.

• He's set Saturday nights to the side all for you. It's usually for going on a date, but if you're not up to it that day he's all for staying home and watching tv or cuddling (or both).

• He'll try to make you breakfast in the morning so you can have it in bed. (Praise him for it, he loves it when you praise him [and his cooking])

• If anyone new comes into the hotel, he'll immediately show you off as his.

• He doesn't need these hopeless sinners hitting on you. You. Are. HIS.

• That being said, you can mingle with them, so long as they keep their filthy hands and thoughts to themselves. (In his mind everyone likes you, fyi.)

• In my opinion, Alastor is asexual and wouldn't have an intimate relationship with you. He'll make out with you, sure. But that's as far as he's wants to go or will let you go.

• In this situation he'd be a bit uncomfortable, and he'd try to explain it to you if you didn't know. He'd probably apologize for not telling you sooner as well.

• Although if you don't think so, I want you to know, Alastor will NOT make the first move.

• No, no, no, no.

• He made some of the other first moves sure, but NOT this one.

• He doesn't want to take things too fast, he doesn't want to make you afraid. He just wants it to be special, and for you to feel special.

• He'll wait for you to take it farther until he does, and even then he'll ask just to be sure.

• Once he's absolutely sure he'll get super excited, like a kid in a candy shop. He'll be all smiles (the sweet smiles btw).

• Alastor is the type to really enjoy foreplay. He'll definitely be giving it more than recieving it.

• Let me tell you, he could do a lot with his tongue and hands.

• It doesn't matter if you're a male or a female. He'll still be able to make you scream and beg for more.

• His more into it for your pleasure, rather than his.

• Although seeing you whimpering and begging for him, is his pleasure so it's not like he's not getting anything out of it.

• If a fun night leads to you being pregnant, (or if you talk to him about kids) he kinda... panics?

• He's not meant to be a father. That's why he's in hell.

• He's 100% sure this baby is going to be fuck up. Mentally and emotionally speaking.

• He'll make sure to be calm around you but all hell is breaking loose on the inside.

• Basically always having a mental breakdown over this.

• Although once his child is born, he calms right the fuck down.

• She's just so cute, how could she do or be anything bad? She was a little angel.

• Instantly regrets those words once she gets older.

• His daughter would be the one to make mischief. Most of the time it's harmless, but it's still a problem.

• Although he'd love her, and honestly? That's him so he can't really yell at her.

• She'd have him wrapped around her little finger.

• "Daddy can I have juice?"

• "What did Mother/Father say?" *already pulling the juice out from the fridge*

• "She/He/They said no, but I knew you'd give it to me! So I came to ask!"

• "You know I can't go behind her/his/their back." *about to put it back*

• "Its okay! I won't tell! It can be a Daddy-Daughter secret!" *grins sweetly with a finger to her lips*

• Any thought of putting it back flew out the window as he handed it to her with a pat of her head.

• He's really soft and caves for his child easily, but if it was serious -like going out with a few friends he doesn't like- he'll be able to say no quite easily.

Angel Dust:

• This boy is glued to your hip and he really tries to do cute couple things.

• He'll give you random sweets, and set up random dates in the hotel.

• They're so random you literally cant figure out when he's going to do these things. No matter how hard you try.

• Although usually when he flirts with you he'll give you a piece of candy. Idk why, he just does.

• We all know how Angel is, so we all know he's always one to make the first move!

• If you feel uncomfortable about whatever move he pulled, let him know and he either won't do it again or wait a little longer, depending on what you say and how you react.

• Although you can never really kiss him first because he's always doing it.

• You wake up and can barely register anything? He's already giving you a kiss of some kind. The moment's romantic and you turn to kiss him? Welp he's already holding your hand, kissing it and then leans over to kiss your cheek.

• Trust me, you have never started anything because he doesn't give you a chance too lol.

• He likes when you hang out with just him. It makes him feel special and like you only need him.

• So many of your dates and couple hangouts are just you and him with no one else around

• If anyone interrupts, oh boy.

• RIP them, you have to start planning a funeral.

• And if anyone hits on you? It's the end of the god damn world. He'll act all big and tough and he'll fuck them up too, but he's pouting about it for a week+

• He'll also double his clinginess and affection so be prepared.

• One day, if you give hints that you're in the mood he'll be ecstatic!

• S/o wants to fuck. With me? Hell fucking yes!

• Unlike Al he's not much into foreplay, so he'll probably keep it short and just get straight to the point.

• It's not that he doesn't like it, he just think there's no need for it.

• You'll feel plenty of pleasure when he's pounding into you. Besides it's more fun and fast paced! Foreplay is just too slow for him.

• He'll also go for more than one round.

• If you end up pregnant, or talking about kids, he's all for it! Full send!

• Immediately regrets it the second he's up all night with the little boy he created.

• Dont get me wrong, he LOVES his boy, but god damn he was not ready.

• Once his child is older and a bit more independent he's -I wouldn't say happier- but less stressed out.

• He tries to keep his son from knowing he was a porn star. Hopefully he'll be one of those teenage boys that dont look up porn or he'll be scared for life.

Sir Pentious:

• Sir Pentious is a gentle men! He'll do plenty of cute couple things and he'll show you off to the public!

• If you're crying or upset he'll put his hat on your head to try and cheer you up.

• He'll hold your hand or give you a hug any moment he can.

• He's usually the one to initiate anything. He'll kiss you first, hold your hand first, and all that.

• But after that, you usually start everything, unless it's a hug or hand holding.

• Sir Pentious is quite the jealous man so try to keep talking with men on the down low.

• He's not going to stop you, but it makes he feel uncomfortable when you'd 'prefer' being with them instead of him.

• He's kinda intimidated by sex so he wouldn't start it.

• He'd definitely wait for you to show signs and even then he's still a nervous wreck.

• Although he manages to rise above and give you a good time regardless of his nerves.

• He'd do a bit of foreplay and a bit of sex. Sometimes it'll be more foreplay, other times it'll be more sex. It honestly depends.

• And if it happens to get you pregnant, or you speak of kids he'll say "aren't the eggs enough for you?"

• But obviously not. So, mostly to make you happy, you guys have a child!

• He actually likes this one though lmao.

• He'll look more like you but act more like Pentious. He's a gentle man and style is everything in his eyes.

• He's always quite the little genius. Always making something (even if it's matching macaroni necklaces for you and Pentious).

• Pentious is really good with him, bc honestly he's dealt with the eggs forever and it's no different to him.

#hazbin hotel #alastor x reader #angel dust x reader #sir pentious x reader #alastor #angel dust #sir pentious

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noxxy-boxxy · 5 years

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Hetaween, day 3. End of the world.

(Rewriten bc FUCKING TUMBLR ERASED IT.) (And yeah, the original was in English too. I almost left the fucking world.)

Gilbert grabbed his bag, putting some clothes inside, then he closed the zipper, trying to make as little noise as possible. A sound came from the door, making him jump in his place. He stayed there for a second, until the door opened and Ludwig entered.

"We have to go." He whispered, the reason being probably the lack of strength in his body and the little amount of air in his lungs. Even with that, he held himself against the door. Gil felt pity.

Since the humans found out about their existence, things had changed. Entirely. They were, suddenly, the beasts. If there was a problem in the world, it was their fault.

No one knew when or how, but there was some people who knew. Two guys and a penny. No one really paid attention to them. At that moment, everything was... Safe. And then, things started to change when they began to blame them. They were guilty of every problem. If there was poverty, it was their fault, if war was rising, it was them, if anything happened, they were guilty of it. And with that mentality, two guys and a penny transformed into a whole country, who was putting pressure in the government to stop hiding them.

And, on the other side, the countries were paranoid. The strongest ones constantly putting pressure on the bosses too, and the weakest ones at their side. Everything was hectic, and everyone was waiting for the bomb to explode. And suddenly, it did it. Germany's boss, tired of the pressure, told the mob the direction of their country's house, just when he was asleep. And even though Ludwig was strong, he couldn't stop an entire country. At the end, hopefully, Gilbert was out of the house at that moment, and the cameras showed him what happened, but even at that moment, even if he saved his life, he couldn't save him from the wounds. A broken leg, and a head bleeding. Sooner or later, they would notice— the wounds weren't healing. Maybe they were too severe, maybe it was the fact that his country was suddenly against him, but Ludwig was, suddenly, half blind -his contacts and glasses forgotten in his house- unable to walk, in constant pain and therefore, constantly drugged with pain killers, and, as the cherry on top, constantly bleeding from his head.

They ran away from Germany, but the anti-representation movement was growing quickly, and it would definitely catch them sometime.

"I'm tired. I want to sleep." Whispered Ludwig, carefully giving his back to Gilbert, leaving his splinted leg under his good leg.

"Yeah, sure. Try to sleep. I'll be here."

Even though it was soon to sleep yet, it was better to do it now, considering they had just been able to eat a little bit. And sleeping with something in your stomach was always better than sleeping while hungry, so, here they were, trying to catch at least two or three hours. Gilbert hugged him from behind, feeling him cold. He was always cold, no matter how much sun he took, and he tried, as always, to give him some heat, and as always, it didn't worked. He heard a little sniff, a little whimper, and he bit his lip, feeling the world run, feeling his life spin. No matter how much he tried, he was always unable to control it. That was probably the worst part. He found, then, tears in his eyes too.

"I'm sorry." Germany mumbled, grabbing the cloth under his body, almost ripping it. "I'm sorry, Gil. I'm such a nuisance right now. I can't move, I can't shot, I can't even think straight." And Prussia hugged him even harder, because things were difficult. It was difficult to find double the amount of medical stuff, it was difficult to serve as a psychological support, it was difficult to cope with hunger, and on top of that, it was difficult to keep believing. Believing in something better, something that would bring them peace.

Everything was difficult, and yes, dealing with himself and another person, in those circumstances, was even more.

Even with that, he forced those thoughts out of his mind, trying to give him comfort.

It didn't worked.

Another morning, they were walking through some jungle in some point of Germany, and suddenly, they were trapped by a lot of men with weapons. Everyone almost felt their soul leaving his body when bullets started to fly. The countries grabbed their weapons too, and bullets rained, literally.

"Keep your head down! Down!" Screamed Gilbert, putting his hand on Ludwig's head. Even with that, Ludwig was not dumb, he knew they were going to run out of ammunition quickly, so, he grabbed a shotgun and slid, behind the humans. They were not expecting someone shooting them from the back, he just needed a good hiding point. Slowly, he crawled into the bushes, pulling the trigger against the first one. He fell, after screaming, and the humans turned on their back, unable to see him yet. And then, he kept shooting, bringing them down one by one.

"You must be kidding me." Gilbert said, smiling widely, after seeing him stand up again. He came closer, hugging him, and suddenly-

Boom.

Ludwig felt life abandoning his body. His arms held Gilbert tight, both of them looking at each other, not really knowing what happened. And then they fell on their knees. And Ludwig looked down.

"No..." He whispered, making pressure on Gilbert's stomach, blood pooling from the bullet inside. "Wait no, no no!" And his eyes started to water. "Help! Kiku, help! Please!"

Gilbert smiled slightly, closing his eyes, slowly rubbing his little brother's hair.

"It's okay, West." He whispered, putting his hand in the wound. "You're an intelligent boy. You know I can't survive this unless I get surgery, and you know we're in the middle of a jungle, and it can and probably will get infected." Ludwig closed his eyes, pressing his head against his chest, tightly.

"I'm sorry, East..." Whispered Ludwig, touching Prussia's face. "It was my fault."

"No, little one. You saved us. Don't blame yourself." Gilbert started to feel sleepy. Slowly, he hugged Ludwig, kissing his forehead. "You're not a nuisance, so don't worry about it. Whatever happens, I have your back, and if you don't believe in anything, believe in me, because I'll be there with you." He took deep breaths at that moment, running out of air. "No matter where mein kleine bruder... Even at the end of the world, I'll be there with you..."

And his eyes closed, slowly.

"Ludwig! We have to go! Now!" Screamed Russia, grabbing his arm. "More humans are coming!"

But he wasn't going to leave anyone behind. Not anymore.

He grabbed an automatic left behind, and he looked up, standing as if his leg was completely fine.

"Back off." He said, grabbing a cartridge belt. "They think they can win against me? Oh well, they are lacking two wars and two hundred years. What a pity."

And the first one, as soon as he appeared, fell. The same with the second, and everyone else. It was an unstoppable force, and even the countries were impressed. Was that person right there, the same one who was almost unable to walk three seconds ago?

"Let's go." They heard, looking at the front and finding every human either dead or almost dead. Ludwig held the body between his arms.

Then, they started walking in painful silence, only interrupted by a cry or two.

«Even at the end of the world, I'll be there with you.»

"But for me..." Whispered Ludwig. "We're at the end of the world because you're not by my side anymore."

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If there is any mistake, please don't kill me :'v

Now. Onto the discourse.

This is made to be slightly ambiguous. You can say they are just brothers and they rely a lot on each other, it's understandable and acceptable. You can say they are more than that, and it's understandable and acceptable too. I don't want to hear anything about anymore discussing with each other because "but they are brothers and they cant do this" and "They can if they want to also look at them" This is just made to entertain. Chill? Chill.

#hetalia #hetaween #hetaween 19/20 #aph prussia #aph germany #hws prussia #hws germany #smol writes #smol escribe

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sailorshadzter · 5 years

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here’s me compiling all of my thoughts on episode 1 of season 8!! or at least the thoughts i deemed important enough lmao. big focus on jonsa, political jon, and the starks in general.

under the cut for SPOILERS + length.

shout out to all of the amazing content creators out there who have already gif’d this episode. ya’ll are amazing!

anyways, here we go! ps. things could be out of chronological order, sorry lol

lets jump right in with dany and jon arriving at winterfell. i really enjoyed the call back to season 1 bran scrambling up as high as he could to watch robert baratheon & company arrive.

we have them riding in among dany’s army, looking quite like the royal “couple” they want us to believe they are. dany doesnt look particularly interested to even be there and i think it’s because she’s upset at how everyone is looking at her. jon reminds her that the north isnt easy to impress, that they dont look kindly at foreigners. this isnt pleasing to her. dany has to be loved, by everyone. she cant stand thinking not everyone is on her side. in her mind they have to support her because she’s the queen.

but she’s not queen, not yet at least.

next comes the dragons.

the northerners run, some screaming in fear, others just stumbling in an attempt to find shelter from the dragons that fly overhead. and just look at dany’s face. look at her! what a smug little smile, i hope she enjoys it because she’s got a lot coming to her this season.

i hate this, i just want everyone to know. i still like dany but this arrogant, mocking girl is driving me insane and it’s only episode 1. what little bit of likeness i had for her will fade real fast at this rate. she’s glad the people fear her dragons and thus fear her. she knows the northerners probably will never come around to her and bend so she’s going to get them on her side the only way she knows how: her dragons.

lets be real- dany has nothing on her own. she’s nothing but a pretty face with a cold heart capable of dark, brutal things. but what if there werent any dragons? what would she be without them? who would fear her then? sure, she’s got a big ass army... but armies can be beaten. armies can be led astray by their own leaders doing. so yeah, she’s got an army but in the end, thats not foolproof. but dragons? those are pretty damn foolproof (unless you send your ~romantic interest~ off on a suicide mission that ends up costing you one of said dragons). she’s going to try and coerce everyone in the north through fear and it might work on the common folk, but wait til she meets the Starks.

yeah, do these girls look afraid?

not at all.

youre a man. almost.

i low key teared up at their reunion. it was sweet. plus it was nice to see bran in a more human moment. he’s always so robotic, i thought it was nice to hear him joke a little.

as jon is looking at bran, you can see the moment he realizes sansa is looking at him. he pulls back from bran and turns to her (wow she looks beautiful, i cant even get over that).

(gif by @stark)

sansa opens her arms to jon and i have to admit... the hug felt almost lackluster... at first. once i watched it a second and third time, i started seeing the things i didnt see the first time.

for one thing- it was so amazing in the trailer because we could see jon’s face. kit is so incredible at his facial expressions and you knew exactly what jon was feeling the moment he saw sansa. with sansa, she’s very subdued- but its definitely done on purpose. obviously, she’s happy to see jon but she’s angry with him too. and dozens of people are there watching them, including this queen he’s brought with him. she has to be careful.

(gif by @stark)

this instant, ever since i saw the trailer, ive thought jon whispered something to her. that’s why her eyes immediately flick up and pin their focus on dany who is standing just across the courtyard. we dont hear jon say anything but that doesnt mean he doesnt. what i find interesting about this is how in the episode, we’re shown sansa’s face and her emotional reactions to whats happening, but we dont see jon’s. in the trailer, it cuts to sansa’s eyes as soon as jon reaches her embrace, so we never see jon’s face in this scene. meaning, we dont see his lips ever move. i still want to believe he whispers something to her, but i almost feel like sansa would have referenced it later in the episode when they speak privately. but, you never know!

next we have jon introducing sansa to dany, which as we all suspected, did not go well.

as dany walks up, she’s smiling, her tone charming. her eyes are wide and she looks soft- she’s good at this. notice how no one in the courtyard moves, no one kneels or even bows in dany’s presence as they had once done for robert baratheon. this is not their queen.

i literally laughed as dany said this.

she’s trying desperately to come across as likable. she knows most of the north won’t bow to her without the backing of this girl and while she has her dragons to instill fear, she probably does want sansa to like her. she’s in love with her “brother” after all. they’d be sisters, so they should get along, right?

wrong.

sansa sees right through her. she’s good at finding a liar- she’s spent her whole life around them. learning from them, the best of them. you cant lie or manipulate sansa stark. not anymore.

(gif by @cptainsrogers)

whew boy, that’s the face of someone who’s pissed. how quickly she changes!! as soon as sansa speaks, she loses her smile and blinks and she breathes in. she’s trying to restrain herself and keep a calm, cool composure. but its written all over dany’s face here- she’s not happy.

again, im reminded that this is a woman who cant be told no and who doesnt like when someone isnt falling over themselves to please her. sansa is clearly not impressed with dany and she’s not afraid to let her know that. she’s calm, polite, but her tone & face says everything her words cant.

bran interrupting was great.

he sees what’s going on here and he’s right, now isnt the time for a little cat fight. he tells them that the night king has a dragon & dany’s reaction is clear she didn’t know that yet (right? i could be forgetting lol) & basically there’s like 100 other things they need to think about right then. which to be fair is totally true. but i had hoped to see a little more between sansa & dany. what i loved though was jon didn’t look at dany when bran mentioned the night king having her dragon, he looked at sansa.

now i wanna talk about arya and jon’s reunion because

well... i have feelings.

while the initial reunion was really sweet & had me crying, it ended real quick

this scene is where i really noticed jon was “off”

jon stoops down and puts a hand on her shoulder (which arya looks down at) as he talks to her. where were you before? i could have used your help with sansa. she doesnt like your queen, does she?

then we get this next line from jon.

first things first, it’s almost like jon doesnt realize she’s grown up. he’s got his hand on her shoulder, down at her level like you would with a kid. i mean, he probably cant help it, can he? she’s always going to be his kid sister, after all. thats how he knows her and remembers her. not to mention he’s been pretending to be someone else around dany for a long time now, he’s trying to shake himself back into the person his family knows him as

arya looks at his hand before she says she’s the smartest person i know. you’re defending her now? you?

like he cant really believe that these two sisters that only used to bicker and fight are getting along to the point that arya is defending her to him. this is where i get upset with jon because he’s been gone for how long now? has he even bothered to talk to sansa about all that happened at winterfell? has he even asked her anything about what’s been going on while he was gone? clearly not, or he would know how close arya and sansa have become in his absence. that they’d taken out littlefinger together, even!

i’m defending my family. so is she. i’m her family too.

that alone points me into the direction of political jon. he’s avoiding sansa because he’s less likely to control himself in front of her. he might spill the beans about what he’s up to and its not time yet. he cant let that happen, not until the right time. while we all know he’d be better off telling her and the other starklings, so they could fight as a united pack... jon hasn’t come to that conclusion yet. lets hope he gets there next episode, though.

he sounds so sad, so dejected when he delivers his line. like, sansa should be defending him, smiling, just in general happy to see him back. he’s brought a massive army and dragons! he did what he thought was best for the north and he cant quite grasp why sansa would be upset with him. one of jon’s weaknesses is sansa and how he thinks she feels about him. he craves her approval and he knows she’s angry with him at this point. and man does that bother him. he thinks she should have ultimate faith in him, even though he doesnt really deserve that, does he? anyways, thats a conversation for later in the post.

ps i love that he looks around before saying im her family too. almost as if he’s afraid of being overheard.

dont you ever forget that.

yeah i had to pause the show at this point just to compose myself. this second hug was just as sweet as the first and im glad it was there. it finished the scene out nicely.

i love how we got this moment of them being addressed at the same time, in frame like this. i live for moments like this, with them side by side.

we get a lot of talk back and forth about why jon bent the knee and of course we get lyanna mormont calling his dumb ass out.

i was waiting for this scene too & it didnt disappoint me.

also i find his choice of words interesting

sansa looks back at him and she’s literally the embodiment of the shrug emoji. like bitch i told u so. she has zero sympathy for him and the mess he’s in with the northern lords because she fucking told him it would happen.

tyrion gets up and tries to do some mega damage control because lets be real, this situation is getting nasty. he talks about dany’s amazing army and the dragons as if this will lighten the mood. he also mentions about the lannister army coming (lol) like this is what will get everyone on their side.

sansa interrupts and god do i love her more than i ever did

finally someone asking the REAL questions.

sansa has worried about feeding the entire north the whole time jon has been gone. she’s built up as much as she could to ensure her people didn’t starve to death come winter. now jon shows up with this queen and her massive army with not even a wagon load of grain. when it cuts to dany a moment later, you can see she’s visibly shaken by sansa’s comment. hmm, wonder why? it couldn’t be because she’d just burned TONS of food that could have been used to feed her army and the rest of the north out of spite, right? nah, couldn’t be.

sansa spits out these words and just look at her face- she’s doing her best to control herself here but her mouth is a snarl and her eyes are narrowed. she’s got every right to be angry over this- her people will probably starve because this so called queen hasn’t provided anything for her own army and now sansa will have to figure it out herself. if she’s this angry already, imagine how she’s going to feel when she learns dany burned all that food when she burned the lannister army.

what makes me angry here is dany’s response. whatever they want. she’s so fucking childish i cant stand it. like she’s so bent out of shape that sansa’s calling her out basically, she’s going to resort to these sort of comments. like, you keep calling yourself a queen, fucking act like it dany. not a jealous, spoiled little girl. id respect her a whole lot more if she’d stood up for herself and her dragons here but that was never going to happen. its out of her character, especially at this point in her story. her dragons really could never do any wrong, in her eyes. and at this point i wouldnt be surprised to hear her defend them burning houses, crops, or innocent people.

this episode is not making me like dany anymore. i cant stand characters like her, good or bad ones. and we all know dany is trending bad these days. but sansa doesnt even respond which is fantastic- instead of listening to her, everyone is focused on what dany had just said. we stan the real queen.

im pretty sure next we see the bit between tyrion and sansa.

i didnt dislike the scene, it was actually pretty good. i especially liked the last time we saw each other was at joffrey’s wedding. dismal affair. it had it’s moments.

we also got this

not only is this true, we also later hear dany threaten sansa.

interesting.

but other than that, i didnt take much away from it. sansa was cool to him, as i expected her to be to anyone on dany’s side. tyrion may have been kind to her once, but as far as she’s concerned... he’s basically her enemy now. plus the whole scene before couldn’t have helped.

somehwere in this we get all that junk with jon and dany.

i... hated it. all of it.

but after seeing it im 100% certain political jon is coming. his stiff demeanor with dany hasn’t changed, thats for sure. but what sold me was when dany threatened sansa.

i’m queen, she must respect me or...

we all know how jon “dont touch my sister or else” snow acts when someone mentions sansa around him in a way he doesnt like. the fact that jon barely even REACTS is clear in its message: he cant behave like he normally would. not with dany. he cant even go against her because he know how easy it is for her to become swayed. he cant lose control of the situation, not yet. i think he knows things are spiraling out of control more quickly than he anticipated.

political jon must be a thing because there’s no reason for him to then roam across the north on a fucking dragon. the whole jonerys scene was as lackluster as they all have been and the kiss with drogon watching was very... weird. it felt ominous almost. there was no romance behind it, even if dany wanted there to be.

but i think its very clear that dany feels threatened by sansa. she needs to be loved by everyone and sansa makes it clear she cares little if at all for her. queen or not, sansa doesnt respect her, nor like her, and she isnt afraid to make it known. i worry how dany is going to behave the deeper into this love triangle we get (because they sure arent being subtle about it).

also, something i find interesting is the fact that dany would allow jon to ride her dragons at all. now that he has rode rhaegal he’s created a bond with the dragon, essentially taking him from dany’s control. she’s more or less lost 2 dragons now. and if you dont think jon would use this dragon against her to protect his family... then we must be watching two different shows.

next comes jon’s scene with sansa (i think, at least its what im gonna talk about next lol). finally we get a glimpse of them alone! and god it doesnt disappoint me at all. i mean, id have loved to have more of it of course- yelling and even some tears, but we got something simple and hyper charged with both of their emotions. as always, the jonsa scenes get it done with as little as possible.

we get a lot of angry stares and heavy sighs. its the same damn energy as the tent scene before the battle of the bastards. i love it. i fucking live for it. there’s so many things left unsaid between them and it makes me want their next scene that much more. literally, this scene was less than 2min long and i got so much from it.

the scene opens and sansa is in her chamber, reading. the knock on the door sounds and she calls them in and she sighs when she sees it’s jon. the first thing i noticed was jon back in his old direwolf armor- he changed clothes before coming to her rooms- and then sansa paraphrases what the letter she’s holding says. jon parrots back lord glover’s words to them back when they met and thats when sansa gets up, very clearly angry, and says i will stand behind jon snow, the king in the north. she whips around to look at him and walks across the room like she wants to do something else entirely. i told you we needed allies. you didnt tell me you were going to abandon your crown.

this is where jon explodes, much how he explodes back in the tent scene with her. i never wanted a crown! i wanted to protect the north! he tells her, then goes on to say he brought with him an army and 2 dragons. this is where i wish we would have had more- sansa yelling at him about did he even think of how they would feed them all, specifically. but we get a lot of ~emotion~ and im living for every second.

(gifs by @desired-paradise)

as soon as jon finishes ranting, he heaves a huge sigh (first gif). then he closes his eyes, thinking for a moment, before breaking down an asking her if she has faith in him. look at her face- she’s so hurt. they’re both hurting, honestly. what i love about jonsa scenes is how soft and vulnerable they both are during them. they let down their walls and open their hearts to the other.

i think that’s why jon is so hurt by how sansa has been treating him since his return. he thinks he deserves her ultimate trust not realizing how he really doesnt deserve it. not,yet. you know i do. despite it all, she does have faith in him. but that doesnt mean she isnt angry or upset with him. and it doesnt change how she feels about dany. trust is not something that comes easy to sansa, not anymore. how can she be expected to trust a complete stranger when even those who were supposed to care about her turned on her? when for so long everyone around her was nothing beyond abusive and harmful. this girl trusts no one but her family and jon should get that better than anyone.

but he thinks because its him, he gets a pass from her. that because of all they’ve been through together sansa should automatically know where his heart is and the truth of him. but how can she? he’s been gone all this time, promising to find them allies, not a queen that they didn’t ask for or even want. he promised them allies that would help them, not doom them to starvation.

when sansa speaks, he takes a step forward, almost like he thought of reaching for her. but he thinks better of it and says something about how she’ll be a good queen, yada yada.

and then... sansa drops this bomb

we never get jon’s answer because thats it, the scene just fucking ends there. like alright guys, thats fine i didnt want the answer anyways. i know jonerys fans are insisting he doesn’t answer because we already know the answer to that. but its not that easy.

the set up between jon and sansa can’t be for nothing. the back story from season 6 cant just be a random addition. so many lines that will come back this season (ill protect you, i promise. you are to me. ect) and i cant wait for that.

next i want to talk about when dany and jorah meet with sam.

first off, i have to say its weird that jorah has never told dany his name? is that just me? anyways. the scene opens and it reminds me a lot of the feel from her first meeting with sansa. dany is smiling, jovial. this is the man that saved jorah from death and she wants to thank him personally. their conversation goes well- in fact, its kind of sweet how sam behaves. he’s honored to be standing before her, being addressed by her, because he doesnt know who daenerys targaryen is yet. but he’s about to find out.

similarly to how dany reacted when sansa didn’t return her compliment, she goes from soft and smiling to hard and somewhat aggressive.

we go from this:

to this:

(image from @snowsjohn)

in record time. as soon as sam mentions his name, it registers with dany and she asks him if he meant randyll tarly. that’s when she immediately, without sympathy, tells him she executed his father. you can see sam get visibly upset but he’s doing his best to keep it together, saying at least i can go home now, which by the way... is fucking heartbreaking. now that his brother is in charge he could go back home and be with his family when this whole thing was over. oh nope, dany tells him she executed his brother too.

how anyone can stand behind this queen, ill never understand. this scene was so sad for sam & so unfeeling for dany. she doesnt even have the sense to pretend to be remorseful for what she’s done to this man’s family. and when sam does leave, she looks upset- but not because of what she’d done to his family. because now she’s in trouble and she knows it. again, they’re making it incredibly easy to dislike dany and they’re doing it for a reason.

dark dany is coming for us. it’s going to all be revealed in the next two episodes, without a doubt.

last but not least, i want to talk about sam telling jon the truth of who his parents were.

(gifs by @kitsn0w)

i loved this whole scene.

while i was really surprised they told jon so early (and that it was sam alone) i enjoyed the shock. i didn’t honestly anticipate the reveal until at least episode 2, if not the third at the latest. but, it added something to the first episode- a similar shock value the first episode of the first season left us with.

what i take from this scene is a few things, mostly how upset jon seems just to realize that this means ned lied to him his whole life. who gives a fuck about the truth, why didn’t ned just tell him all along? but when sam says the line about robert killing him, he seems to calm down a little.

what else is interesting is jon’s lack of defending dany here. if he loved her as we’re supposed to believe, wouldnt he have said something beyond this is treason. id expect a “what will i say to her?” or “i cant take this from her, its all shes ever wanted’ or even “its hers, not mine.” anything else! but we got nothing in terms of jon defending dany’s right to the crown.

and when sam asks him if dany would give up her crown for his people as jon had done, we don’t get jon’s answer. similarly to his scene being cut off with sansa, its done here as well, and we’re only left wondering what he would say. why wouldn’t they let him say? if he loves dany so much, wouldn’t he jump at this chance to defend her? especially to sam, who’s going to have a hell of time going forward now that he learned what dany did to his family. more so, it’s not yet been revealed that she burned them alive. what will they say then? when they realize that?

i guess we’ll find out next episode, especially now that jaime is in winterfell. im really excited to see what episode 2 brings & im hoping for more dark dany & more private moments among the starks.

overall, i really did enjoy the episode. i think there were things that could have been done better or differently, but i think the episode set us up for a lot of good things to come!

in conclusion:

- jonsa is endgame & jonerys is doomed. sorry guys.

- political jon theory is confirmed (in my mind at least)

- sansa is still the queen of sass.

- arya & gendry flirting is adorable (im sorry i know i didnt talk about them)

- WHERE. IS. GHOST?

thanks for reading!

#jonsa #game of thrones #got s8 e1 #text post #jon snow #sansa stark #daenerys targaryen

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ftpthemovement · 4 years

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Reaching the lost

It’s says in scripture John 6:44 “For no one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws them to me, and at the last day I will raise them up.” Pay attention and you would do well to notice that this statement was during Christ time on earth, before the resurrection, and before the Holy Spirit was given to us.

That scripture can easily be misinterpreted and can leave large margins for error. It’s easy to say, “I cant draw them near to him, only God can.” But, we have been called to “To do the work of an evangelist” 2 Timothy 4:5. Matthew 28:18-20 “Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.”

“How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? And how can anyone preach unless they are sent? As it is written: “How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!” Romans‬ ‭10:14-15‬

You starting to get the picture here?

There’s no such thing as a private relationship with Jesus. Your relationship with Christ is meant to be a public spectacle for all to see. It’s easy to make the excuse of, “Only God can draw them near,” but to those of you who choose to go against scripture and not do the work of an evangelist... My question is, though you already stand in error, if your point had validity, wouldn’t it be rooted in scriptural truth?

Isn’t the same spirit that lives in Christ now living in you? Am I making that up, or is that Romans 8:11? And if that scripture be true, then didn’t Jesus also say “Whoever believes in me will do the works I have been doing, and they will do even greater things than these.” That’s scripture also, correct? John 14:12 to be exact. Doesn’t scripture also say,

“To whom God was pleased to make known what is the riches of the glory of this mystery among the Gentiles, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.—Colossians 1:2”

Is that not the answer to, “Only God can draw them near?” Christ being in us? Remember the beginning of this message? The part where when Christ made that statement it was before his resurrection, and ascension back to heaven? See, when Christ gave us the Holy Spirit it was the deposit guarantee of our entire inheritance with God through Christ! Not only that, but now that, but now the same spirit that lives in Christ, lives in us! As Colossians says, “Christ in us the hope of glory.”

Since only God can draw them near, he placed himself in you through the Holy Spirit to go draw others near! It’s your God given opportunity as a true follower of Christ to be an ambassador of his good news! It’s the joyful duty of spreading the gospel. There is not room for excuses in the kingdom of heaven, because “His divine power has given us everything we need for a godly life through our knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness.” 2 Peter 1:3

Listen, I know it’s uncomfortable to share your faith. But, God gave you the great comforter for a reason. He knew you would be uncomfortable. But nothing worth value comes cheap, and most things worth doing are difficult at times. Yet God has given you the amazing opportunity to represent him in all that you do, while you are here on this earth. You literally have been blessed with the opportunity to represent Christ in everything that you do.

The great commission was not the mission of a few men, rather it was the commission sent to all believers by Christ through God The Father himself. “That God was reconciling the world to himself in Christ, not counting people's sins against them. And he has committed to us the message of reconciliation” 2 Corinthians 5:19

I’m encouraging you this very moment to make uncomfortable your new comfort. You don’t have to go hold a sign and scream at people in parks lol. But, if you would just take the time to study Gods word you would realize, a life without Christ is not a life at all. You were created to interrupt people’s lives with the gospel. You are there to be an absolute blessing to everyone you encounter, by showing them what a renewed life through Christ looks like.

If it’s not all about you, and it’s truly about him, then remember that, “The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.” 2 Peter 3:9

If you’ve read the New Testament you know that Christ speaks on hell a lot. When you read what hell is described as, it’s horrible beyond imagination. Imagine an enteral existence void of the presence of God. Eternity without God, that’s worse than any horror movie that could ever be made. This is not a guilt trip, but I truly hope you remember that everytime you look into they eyes of a lost soul that is far from Christ. Remember, we all fall short of the the glory of God we known through the gospel. There is no favoritism and all of us were dead in our transgressions. But Jesus didn’t come to make bad people good, he came to make dead people live.

This is your opportunity to be the torchbearer of your generation. God has a mission, purpose, and calling for you life. It’s time to have the courage to follow it. I pray that you boldly represent God in all matters, in everything that you do, you do for God and his glory. His generosity has been bestowed upon us, so that we may be able to live a life that is richly filled with his abundance of faith, love, hope, grace, and mercy. May the peace of God rest upon you, and wisdom and discernment be your guide.

I pray you leverage all your time, talents, and resources for the kingdom of heaven. The time is short, and your opportunity is now. Let’s go show the world what true ambassadors of Christ really look like. Let’s go show the world what it means to love free of judgments and condemnation. Let’s allow God in us, to draw them near, showing no favoritism, but making the gospel available to everyone freely.

Someone might say, “I want to reach people with the gospel, but I don’t know how to.”

I want you to know the app in your hand has the ability to reach the entire world with the gospel. It puts a free bible In everyone’s hand and its absolutely free! Simply open the app, and then tap the top left button. A list will pop down and you then select front he list the opinion labeled “hit share this app.” Once you hit that button, it will bring up options on how to share it. You can send a message to everyone in your entire phone, you can copy the link and share it through social media, and ask others to do the same.

None of us can do everything, but all of us can do something. So go love the people hard to love, go pray for your enemies, and be generous to the poor. Go look after widows and orphans in their affliction, and keep yourself from being polluted by the world. Go be the change you want to see, go be FTP

From the front lines, ES

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The devil wears givenchy (2) | Min Yoongi

❝ You’re a therapist who one day gets a call from someone who claims to be satan asking for an appointment. On the day of the appointment you expect to see a teenager or someone in their mid twenties instead you’re met with a man in a screaming red suit whose hair and eyes are as dark as the night but with an attitude of a spoiled brat, he surely cant be satan. ❞

➵ paring: Satan! Yoongi x Therapist reader

➵ A/n: my tired dumbass forgot to add some of the stuff i wrote on my phone so i had to delete the pos and add it so the story makes sense

| warnings in this chapter : cursing, mention of death, unlawful arrest

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‘’ma’am we’d like to question you on where you were yesterday when the murder happened next door‘'Asks the shorter of the two.

He has brown blondish hair with green eyes and a face that you instantly can tell that he used to, or maybe still is, a fuckboy/player. The taller, who has shoulder length hair and hazel eyes, meanwhile looks like a guy who'd apologize if someone else poured soup into his lap. Ever since you've opened the door he's been wearing this uncomfortable expression, which you cant blame him though, because right now you do look like a beast who's hibernation sleep was disrupted.

You stare at them blankly ‘’aren't you two too old to be playing pranks on people like this?’’

Almost as if they were expecting that answer, they simultaneously pull out their badges. ‘’Ma'am this is a serious issue, you have to come with us’’

One thing you've always have hated is the police. They were never there to help your family, and as a drug dealer you saw how unjust they acted. Putting your friends into jail while the rich brats who committed serious crimes only got sentenced to be on a six month parole.

Basically they're bastards in your eyes and nothing will ever convince you otherwise.

‘’Do you have a warrant?’’ you ask raising your eyebrow

‘’Thats not importan-’’

‘’It is’’ you interrupt ‘’unless you have a warrant you cant take me anywhere , go check the camera footages of the places I've been i'll even give you the number of various people that can testify that i was at work during that time.’’

The shorter police officer pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs deeply before looking at the taller one. They nod at each other and the hairs on your neck raise at that action. Before you can even jump back the taller one grabs you by the arms twists them behind your back and you feel the cold metal of the handcuffs on your skin. He grips your arm so tight you're sure it will leave bruises later on. As he drags you out of your apartment the shorter one comes to your right side and gives you a pitiful look.

''Sorry lady we're just doing our job''

Sighing deeply, you glare at the one still holding your arm. For a second the thought of how you could you sue them with the claim that the unlawful arrest traumatized you and how you could make some pretty good money, flashes through your head. But you decide to not do that, there's no reason to get into more trouble with the police than you already are in. Also the claim wouldn't even work because you we're pretty aggressive from the get go, meaning that the judge would've instantly known that you're trying to scam them, which would result in either jail time or a hefty fine.

You huff slightly as the taller one harshly pushes you into the car while the other one already gets into the passengers seat. The car smells like vomit mixed with baby powder and you're disgusted. You're pretty sure these guys have never cleaned the car throughly and a shiver runs down your spine just at thought of whatever you could be sitting in.

Giving up, you lean your head forwards and close your eyes. Slowly counting from a hundred to one while in the background some country song is playing which only adds to your misery.

Twenty minutes later you're escorted into the busy police department. The color of the walls reminds you of vomit, literally, its a bleached out neon yellow that contrasts too much with the green metal bars of the cells that are on the right side of the room.

Looking around you see that at least you're not the only ''criminal'' who looks raggedy. Just like you most of the accused ones getting interrogated have the same annoyed expression on and you sigh deeply.

The police officer behind you pushes you towards a table where a muscular back is faced in your direction.

‘’Jeon’’ the officer on your right calls out and the person at the desk turns around. He's a doe eyed man with a strong nose. He seems to be in his early twenties, sporting a coconut hairstyle, which weirdly suits him.

‘’Suspect of the case from yesterday night’’ The other office speaks up and pushes you down on the chair.

Jeon looks down at you and raises his eyebrows, not expecting to see someone in their pajamas, who looks like they have been through hell and back. He nods and the other police officers leave, the taller one with the shaggy hair , puts his hand on your shoulder as if to comfort you or maybe say goodbye, you aren't sure. Though you do feel disgusted that he touched your for more than it was necessary and you shrug his hand off you.

The noise of the chair scrapping along the floor rips you out of your concentration and you look over to where jeon is sitting. Theres a dumb grin on his face as he's opening the files on the table and you're instantly ticked off. This guy hasn't even talked yet and you already wanna strangle him, his whole demeanor screams of someone whose lowkey a know it all and is smug about it.

‘’It’s not everyday you see a criminal in satin pajamas’’ Jeon speaks up ,pointing at your clothes ‘’but really though, it looks like you have a lot of money, so what in the hell are you doing killing people out here, got bored with life? needed more actio-’’

‘’I want to speak to my lawyer’’ you interrupt looking at him with a blank face. Besides the fact that they detained you with no rightful claims ,you also have to deal with this frat boy looking guy whose three braincells seem to be struggling to even get him to breath normally.

So you're going to call your good friend , Jung Hoseok.

Jeon sighs as if he already expected you to say that, turns the phone on the desk so that it faces you. ‘’go ahead.’’

After dialing the number you look at the clock and see that its 10 am and silently pray that Hoseok picks up the phone. Since he usually sleeps like the dead till late afternoon on weekends you're not sure if he'll even hear the phone ring. It wouldn't surprise you though if he didn't pick it up, cause this wouldn't be the first time he basically left you for the dead.

Looking up you see Jeon still sitting on the other side of the desk and raise an eyebrow. ‘’Can i have some privacy?’’

The young police officer doesn't answer and clicks his tongue instead before getting up and walking into another room that seems to be the department's kitchen ,and you turn your focus back to the phone.

After the fifth ring you hear a click and a deep groggy voice bark into the phone ‘’what?’’

‘’Hey’’ you drag the word out ‘’its me y/n-’’

‘’Yes i guessed that by your voice, what do you want?’’

‘’So remember how you said you'd help me if i ever was arrested? so uhh so apparently your time to shine has come’’ you almost stutter out. Its not that you're afraid of Hoseok but lets just say no one talks to him in the morning until he's in a better mood. For whatever reason he always wakes up really pissed and snaps at anyone in his vicinity and from the looks of it , you're the victim today.

You hear a thud and then bedsheet rustling and you put your hand in front of your mouth to block out the snicker that escapes your mouth.

‘’you almost made me fall out of bed, what in the hell did you do now? don't tell me you finally killed that boy from the bakery, you know that there are-’’

‘’Jesus christ Hoseok, no!’’ you interrupt and sigh deeply ‘’you know the boys next door? they got murdered and now I'm at the police station because these idiots think I've done it, despite having no actual backup for that claim.’’

‘’An unlawful detention’’ Hoseok states and you can practically see him furrowing his brows.

''basically, so i need your help, please i'll even buy you those space shuttle looking ass shoes you want’’ you plead

‘’They're called Balenciagas have some respect, but give me twenty minutes and ill be there, its the police department thats around twenty minutes from your place?’’

‘’God i could kiss you right now, and yes it is, seriously thank you’’ you sigh

‘‘Gross’‘ Hoseok says and you can hear the disgust in his voice , and he hangs up.

While you're waiting for Hoseok to arrive ,you continue to look around the police department. The man behind the green bars is now awake, his body swaying to the tune he's singing, while he has this dumb grin on that every drunk person has at some point, and you turn away . On the walls you notice there a pictures scattered of the officers that work in this department, some with quotes underneath that say something along the lines of ''have fun with life!'', as if to make it seem like this is a cool and peppy place to be.

Grimacing you look away, let out a quiet ‘’yikes’’ while raising your eyebrows before your eyes fall on the small corner section thats the department kitchen. You see Jeon leaning against the counter, his head low as he's starring at his phone whole the other hand is holding a bitten bagel. To your horror you see that he's eating it straight with no dressing or whatsoever and you wanna scream out loud.

Before you can even say anything, the little bells on the main entrance jingle and you turn your head to see Hoseok frantically walking towards you. His whole appearance is disheveled as he stands in front of you heaving like an asthmatic chain smoker , before taking a chair and sitting down next to you.

‘’I want the premium ones’’ Hoseok speaks up not letting you greet him ‘’so tell me what happened’’

‘’The boys next door got murdered’’

‘’Where were you during that time?’’ Hoseok asks

‘’Look i don't know what time they died, when i came home i could hear the music still blasting’’

‘’Tell me yesterday's schedule then’’ Hoseok continues

‘’I woke up the usual time, which is around six thirty, went to work and stayed there till seven, then went to the convenient store thats the closest to my place because i’m a dumbass who still hasn't bough her groceries and went home’’ you answer.

‘’Any witness?’’

‘’Secretary Kim’’ is your immediate answer ‘’he was there the whole day and there should be camera footage that we can use, oh and the girl at the cash register from the convenient store, her name is Hyunjin or something like that, she has turquoise hair’’

Hoseok taps his finger against his cheek multiples times before he gets up and loudly says ‘’Whose the officer overseeing my client?’’

Several heads turn to face you two at hoseok's question and you see Jeon walking towards you. ‘’Thats me’’

Hoseok scrutinizes Jeon , a displeased expression on his face before he stretches out his arm and points at you ‘’why was my client detained?’’

‘’She's under investigation for possible murder’’

‘’An unlawful arrest’’ Hoseok counters

Jeon crosses his arms over his chest and rolls his eyes ‘’Its not unlawful she-’’

‘’Do you have any evidence that she's the murderer?’’ Hoseok interrupts

‘’No but we're looking for i-’’

‘’So you're telling me you handcuffed her, dragged her to this place ,despite the fact that she already answered the officers question at her home ,and you don't even have one shred of evidence that could link her back to the boys besides that she was their neighbor?’’ Hoseok raises an eyebrow

‘’We didn't want her to have the possibility to run away’’

‘’She would have been gone by the time the police had arrived’’ Hoseok retorts, clearly annoyed ‘’meanwhile until they have finished checking the camera footage we will deny every accusation'' he continues and kind of slams his hand down on the table ''If this investigation lasts longer than 36 hours we will file a civil suit for unlawful restraint and a violation of her civil liberties’’

Jeon just sighs deeply , tongues his cheek before he walks away, clearly not having any of this but you don't feel bad for him. Thats what he gets for even deciding to work in the police force.

Hoseok sits down again and sighs deeply ‘’you have some of the worst karma ive ever seen’’

With a wry smile you hold up your handcuffed hands ‘’i mean , you could say i’m living my orange is the new black fantasy’’

‘’ha ha ha’’ Hoseok laughs monotone ‘’But seriously though this is a fucked up situation and I've seen the type of shit you have done’’

Hoseok is kind of an childhood friend. Hoseok's father worked as as a lawyer for your ex boss, until he died of an incurable illness and Hoseok was taken under the bosses wing. Even as a child Hoseok already had a brilliant and eccentric mind, which he used in helping them with lawsuits. Never actually participated in court since he was a minor and couldn't act as an attorney. He then continued to go to college to study criminal justice and graduated on top of his class. Till today his clients consists of gang members in which he impressively has won many cases.

But then again this is Hoseok we’re talking about, he's slick as a whistle.

After you left ,you and Hoseok kept in touch, mainly because you were paranoid that something would happen and you'd end up in the exact situation you currently are in. Although for some reason Hoseok refuses to accept cash from you, and instead wants you to buy him stuff that he either cant afford or doesn't want to spend money on.

‘’Let me just do the paper works then’’ Hoseok murmurs , picks up the suit case ,puts it on his knees and opens it before taking out a file. Taking the mechanical pencil from his brown suit pocket and tapping it against the paper.

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Its been four hours since you arrived at the police station. Bored out of your mind you stare at your cuffed hands and try to move them. You wince at the sharp pain on your wrist and sigh. At this point you've already went through the seven stages of grief and currently you're at dissociation. Hoseok, who has finished the paper works, is meanwhile starring intensively at his phone like he's trying to solve the Da Vinci code.

Tapping your foot against the floor in a fast rhythm , you turn your head towards the main entrance just to see the two police officers from earlier strolling in.

‘’The footage shows that you're not the criminal’’ The taller one says while the smaller one roughly yanks your hands towards him.

‘’Careful’’ you bark out and hiss when the cuffs fall from your wrists. Slowly you rotate your hands, stretching out your fingers as your lets your joints crack.

‘’Are you the officers that arrested her?’’ Hoseok asks and gets up to stand next to you.

‘’yes’’ the taller one responds

‘’What are your names?’’ Hoseok asks, picking up the notepad from the table.

‘’Jesse and Roscoe Fitzgerald’’

‘’I see’’ Hoseok says ‘’brothers huh’’ he continues to scribble his number down, clicks his mechanical pencil twice and you're not sure if you're just seeing things or if for a millisecond the butt of the pencil really just glimmered red.

Hoseok rips off the page and hands it to the officers ‘’you will be hearing from me shortly’’ and puts his hand on your back between your shoulder blades and softly pushes you towards the entrance.

The minute you're outside in the parking lot you turn towards hoseok with an expression of disbelieve and laughter ‘’did you really just video tape them?’’

Hoseok just glances at you and opens the car door ‘’this thing has been recording everything ever since i stepped a foot into that place’’

‘’That's illegal’’ You say, and get into the passengers seat

‘’Not when it can be used for court’’ he replies and fixes the rear view mirror.

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‘’Thank you for coming on such a short notice’’ Yoongi says, his hands clasped behind his back. ‘’As you've noticed we're basically drowning in work, which is why i came up with this idea’’ He presses the button on the small remote control in his hand and a blue print of an abandoned building appears on the wall behind him.

‘’Fifth’’ Yoongi addressees the fifth judge.

The fifth judge is a tall broad man, with a dark beard and round face that comically gives out his kind disposition. Originally he was the first judge but then got transferred to be the fifth for being too lenient on the souls.

‘’I heard your hall and tenth’s are the only places that aren’t having troubles’’

The judge sighs loudly ‘’i wouldn't say that’’ he answers with a groggy voice ‘’its thanks to my assistant that we can minimize the work but there's always something going wrong, cant speak for tenth though’’

‘’Well thats normal’’ the first speaks up ‘’we’ve always had a lot of work to do’’

‘’Doesn't mean its necessary’’ Yoongi replies and faces the projection behind him ‘’This is one of the warehouses that's currently empty, this is where we'd put the new interns in’’

‘’We don't have the time to train them’’ The first judge continues. The first judge unlike the fifth, is a small man with a stern face and a white goatee beard. Yoongi particularly dislikes him mainly because he's always opposing his ideas but then never actually comes up with any solutions.

Basically acts typically like every old person.

Yoongi closes his eyes for a second, noticing that his anger is growing and counts to ten before he continues. ‘’I was getting to that part’’ and sends the elderly man a pointed look. ‘’We'll have to sacrifice multiples of our workers and work overtime for a while, but they would be training the interns’’

‘’What if they suddenly quit?’’ The tenth speaks up.

‘’thats a good question’’ Yoongi replies ‘’the whole training program would be an insight on what their job would be like, of course there'd be different sections to fit each of the ten departments but-’’

‘’That way they could decide to quit beforehand and spare us from wasting time’’ she continues

‘’Exactly’’ Yoongi points at the papers laying on the table before each judge. ‘’If you look on the paper you'll see that the estimate of workers that each of us would have to send is around 30 to 40 percent’’

‘’How long will the building be ready for the trainee's’’ The first judge asks

‘’Maximum six months, we'll have to come up with the training plan, the building needs to be renovated too, plus we need to find demons who are willing to work’’ Yoongi answers.

‘’Speaking of demons’’ The tenth judge speaks up. He's a fairly tall man with umber colored skin and a goatee like beard but only that he doesn't have the mustache. Yoongi doesn’t work with him as much as with the others mainly because the tenth is the last one to send the souls up to heaven, meaning he has the least amount of workload.

‘’What are we going to do about the demons that are going rampant here and in the human world?’’

‘’technically seen our duty is only to judge the souls’’ the voice of the seventh judge is heard, a huge red fan hiding most of her face. Its been said that the seventh judge is a beauty but no one has actually ever seen her face. ‘’ the only one who has enough power to discipline and who the demons will actually listen to is you’’ she points a dainty finger at Yoongi

‘’Ill deal with that later’’ Yoongi answers ‘’but thats it for today, please carefully read the documents and make your preparations as fast as possible.’’

The judges stand up , bow slightly before leaving the meeting room.

The percent of the demons rampaging in the human world has skyrocketed in the last few weeks. Its like as if they're all looking for the same thing, treasure hunt style. A competition on who gets ,whatever it is they're looking for, the fastest. And honestly its been stressing yoongi out.

‘’I guess the meeting went well?’’ a honey voice echoes through the room and yoongi turns around to see his advisor leaning against the door frame. Its Park Jimin, a demon with looks that rivals any model, to the point where if he didn't have a single horn coming out of his forehead Yoongi would have thought that he's an incubus.

‘’Beardy was trying to argue again’’ Yoongi replies while rolling his left shoulder

‘’Thats because he's old’’ Jimin says ‘’you tend to lose or not care about how you come off to other people the older you get, which by the way reminds me i forgot to ask how the counseling session went’’

Yoongi glances at Jimin ‘’besides the fact that the counselor looked like a teacher who works in a private christian boarding school , it was good’’

Jimin raises his eyebrows at the description ‘’well at least she did her job’’

‘’She sure did’’ Yoongi answers and picks up the document from the table before walking up to Jimin ‘’she's actually the one who came up with the whole training regiment, she unexpectedly has a sharp business insight’’

Jimin hums as he's walking next to yoongi down the hallway ‘’she'd be a great addition to have’’

‘’Already asked her that she declined’’ Yoongi counters and they round the corner ‘’don't think you're off the hook though''

‘’Why?, her methods clearly are functioning since you've haven't blown up yet’’ Jimin answers with a smug smile

‘’Yeah cause the counseling was literally a day ago’’ Yoongi rolls his eyes

‘’Thats a miracle considering you'd blown up if you didn't find your pencil in 3.5 seconds’’ Jimin replies and opens the door to Yoongi's office

Yoongi's office is elegant. One side of the room has a dark wooden wall which is where the heavy mahogany desk is. Yoongi actually wanted to put an indoor waterfall by that wall but jimin stopped him, saying that there would be no use for it anyways and it would just cost unnecessary amount of money, counting out the water bill that would come cause of the constant stream.

Yoongi finds the room gorgeous, jimin on the other hand finds it looks too much like an office of a mob boss that you'd see in a movie. The only thing thats missing would be an old vinyl player ,playing some classical music, probably something that would match the cliché decor and vibe, like Shostakovich's string quartet no.8

‘’Cause theres a regiment that needs to be followed which you all clearly aren't’’ Yoongi replies and walks over to his desk.

‘’Anywho’’Jimin ignores Yoongi's reply ‘’the meeting with the heads of the cold hell has been postponed because of a blizzard’’

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‘’They did what?’’ your friend Jieun slams her hand on the table.

You're sitting in a dainty little coffee thats located in the shopping centre. The whole decoration is cutesy and pink. White abstract cupid angels that are made out of pipes are hanging on the wall. In the background a poppy song is playing. , that sounds like its from kyary pamyu pamyu,

This whole environment really isn't your style. Not that you hate pink or anything, you get why it appeals to people but its just not up your ally. The only thing that looks cute to you are the uniforms the waitresses are wearing ,which color combination are pink and orange with small peaches on the apron on the skirt.

Your friends like to joke and say that you're kind of like a modern day morticia addams, which to some extent you are in the way that you basically only wear black but if the real morticia would see your apartment she'd probably have a heart attack.

Just like anyone else who walks into your place for the first time

But after yesterdays mishap, or lets just say arrest, Hoseok drove you home and the minute you stepped into your apartment, the fatigue caught up on you and you feel asleep instantly. To which you woke up at three o'clock in the night and basically fucking up your whole sleeping schedule.

‘’Stop shouting’’ you hiss at Jieun ‘’people are already starring’’

‘’Whatever’’ Jieun waves her hand dismissively ‘’So they just dragged you to the police department like some sort of dog?’’

‘’Yup’’ you answer and take a sip of your smoothie

‘’And they only let you go after four plus hours, with the ‘’ups my bad haha’’ excuse?’’

You nod

‘’How are you not outraged?’’ Jieun asks bewildered ‘’you're planning to do something against them right?’’

‘’Jieun’’you sigh ‘’clearly i'm going to do something cause uh, fuck the police , but at the same time its out of my hands cause hoseok is in the picture’’

‘’Hoseok?’’ Jieun tilts her head ‘’what did he do now?’’

‘’Apparently the pencil in his suit pocket was video taping everything the moment he stepped into the police station, so i assume he's using that as evidence or whatever’’

A grin overtakes Jieun's expression and she leans back into her seat ‘’that slick ass motherfucker’’

Jieun's appearance is misleading. She has red dyed hair, freckles and a gummy smile ,that makes her look like an angel, yet she swears like a sailor. Hell even her mannerism are something that society deems as ''unladylike''. But thats something you love about her, she's always straight up without actually being hurtful but also respects peoples choices. You met her in college actually, she was your tutor in your senior year and its basically thanks to her that you manage to graduate with good grades, you continued to stay in contact and thats how you two became best friends.

‘’By the way’’ You speak up ‘’how's work?’’

‘’Ugh don't remind me’’ Jieun groans ‘’the models we're currently working with are even more stuck up than you and keep barking commands at us like we're maids’’

‘’Well have you talked to their manager?’’ you ask ignoring the dig at you.

‘’What can he do? he's a wimpy guy and they don't listen to him, i honestly feel bad for the guy but sometimes i wanna snap on him’’ she answers and takes a bite off her cake

‘’Is it too late to change the models?’’ you ask

‘’Mhm yeah pretty much , since the clothes fit them quite well and we don't have the time to get the rejected models since we have to meet the deadline.’’

‘’Sounds tough’’ you hum

‘’Well its whatever’’ Jieun replies and shrugs her shoulders '' besides yesterday’s fuckery whats been going on with you?’’

‘’nothing much, been thinking of redecorating my place’’

''Good, sorry but that place looks like forever twenty one designed it and i honestly don't know how you haven't lost your mind cause of it’’

you shake your head and laugh ‘’oh but this will sound weird as hell but i have been noticing something’’

‘’Oh?’’ Jieun raises an eyebrow and leans in close

‘’So basically lately I've been encountering people that have this really off vibe’’ you start

''Off vibe?''

‘’Yeah , like soulless you know? They have this vacant look in their eyes, even if they're smiling and it sends a shiver up my spine, and then on top of that they are good looking but to the point where its creepy.’’

''Oh wow'' Jieun replies

‘’Like i ordered a pizza few days ago, cause i forgot to buy groceries again, you know the usual- ‘’

‘’Thats a bad habit'' Jieun interrupts and points at you

''Yeah well i'm here for a good time not a long time’’ you answer and roll your eyes ‘’anyways so the delivery guy finally arrives and i kid you not he had the exact same vibe, as a matter of fact he's the first one i noticed who has that whole ''thing'' going on.’’

‘’So?’’

‘’so i accidentally touched his hand when i gave him the money and his skin was cold’’

‘’Maybe he just has a low body temperature’’ Jieun says and cuts a piece of the cake with her fork

‘’No jieun you don't understand, it was cold like a dead body’’

Jieun stops in her tracks and slowly looks up to you ‘’how do you know how cold a dead body is?’’

‘’Whatever thought is in your head get it out okay’’ you wave your hand dismissively ‘’his temperature was so low as if he died of hyperthermia ,it was honestly creepy and disgusting’’

‘’So-’’ Jieun puts the fork down and counts off her fingers ‘’vacant stare, too good looking to the point of creepiness, cold body, what else?’’

‘’Sleazy personality or full on listless’’ you continue

‘’Sounds like a demon to me’’ she says and continues to eat.

Another thing about Jieun is that she has always been intrigued by otherworldly beings, such as angles, aliens, you name it, she’ll probably have the whole wikipedia site memorized.

you blink at her ‘’sure right and i'm Mary the virgin’’

‘’Literally every description of a demon is that they're good looking, yet soulless and they give off this vibe of uneasiness. so yeah I'm pretty sure that were demons’’ Jieun says and you can see it on her face that she totally believes whats coming out of her mouth.

‘’Lets hypothetically say they're demons , what would they even be doing in the human world?’’ you ask leaning against the table

Jieun shrugs her shoulders ‘’i don't know, kill humans? look for souls? who knows’’

A memory of yoongi ranting about demons going rampant flashes through your head and you shake the thought off, he was just using religion as a metaphor right? though you did notice how weird he acted at the end of the session.

‘’Anyways’’ you say, deriving from the topic ‘’i need new clothes so lets go before the shop close’’

‘’Aight let me just finish this cake and we can go’’ Jieun says and stuffs a big piece into her mouth.

Snorting at how her cheeks protrude out, you get up and walk over to the counter. Behind the counter stands a woman in your age, thats listless scrolling through her phone. Her whole posture contradicts with the place, almost as if she's tired being here but you don’t blame her, instead you clear your throat to get her attention. Slowly she raises her head and her eyes widen big as saucers when she sees you and she puts the phone instantly down.

‘’I'm so sorry!’’ she says with a panicked expression, probably afraid that you're going to have her call her manager out and complain about the customer service

‘’No no its alright’’ you smile and wave your hand dismissively ‘’id like to pay though’’

While you're telling the cashier what you and jieun ordered, jieun gets up from the table, collects the trays and puts them on the rack that is close by and walks over to where you are standing.

‘’Have a nice day'' the cashier says and Jieun smiles before winking at her ‘’you too’’

You who saw the whole ordeal just rolls your eyes , grabs her arm and drag her out of the shop.

‘’Damn can a girl flirt?’’ Jieun grumbles

You let go of her arm ‘’no, we all know that you shouldn't flirt with people working in customer service that shit is creepy’’

‘’That shit is creepy’’ Jieun mocks you ‘’thats because you're stuck up, a prude, a vir-’’

‘’Im not a virgin'' you interrupt and glare at her

‘’Are you sure?’’ Jieun raises her eyebrows ‘’why else would you dress like a modern day goth kid that used to listen to MCR or panic at the disco’’

‘’Okay first of all panic at the disco isn't exactly emo-’’

‘’They wrote one pop song and that was for big hero six and suddenly its not emo?’’ Jieun interrupts, a grin growing on her face‘’ you just proved my point''

You nudge her ‘’i don't want to hear that from someone who listens to Lana del rey and suddenly thinks they're a witch, what are you, 18?’’

Jieun just pats you on the shoulder and shakes her head ‘’not everyone has a shitty music taste like you but thats okay! humans are meant to be individuals!’’

Offended you lean away from her ‘’rude’’

Jieun just laughs, shakes her head and walks into a store that looks like they sell clothes for kids in their early twenties.

You sigh deeply and call out to Jieun, whose already inspecting black cargo pants with a long belt on it. ‘’ you do realize we're in our thirties right?’’

‘’I should be saying that with the way you dress, i'm going to make you an outfit and you're going to try it out’’ Jieun answers without even looking at you, takes a pair of the black pants and scurries to another corner of the store.

Meanwhile you're sitting on one of the small square seat that are scattered across the store and wait for your best friend to return with whatever outfit, you just hope its not colorful.

Madonna's song music is playing in the background and you're instantly catapulted back to 2000. Once your friend ,whom you rarely visited because she lived right next to your grandmother, forced you to watch the music video and after some time even you got into it and started to dance. Which on the other hand surprised your friend because she thought you'd be one of those awkward teens who had no rhythm instead you turned out to be someone who could bust out some serious moves.

‘’Okay so’’ Jieun reappears and rips you out of your thoughts. To your relief you see that the bundle of clothes she's holding are all pretty much black, though you do spot a dark green and and a checkered gray. ‘’Try these out and if they look good we'll take them''

You raise your eyebrows ‘’and i don't get a say in this?’’

‘’Hell no, otherwise you'd walk out of this place looking like a nun, and i mean like literally.’’ Jieun replies, shoves the bundles of clothes into your arms and pushes you towards the dressing rooms. Pulling the curtain close behind you, you set the garments on the small chair and strip out of your clothes.

Few minutes later you rip the curtain aside, a mixture of shock and perplex on your face. ‘’Really?’’

Jieun whose been starring at her phone finally looks up and her face lights up at your outfit. You're wearing a sleeveless crop top turtleneck and the black cargo pants from earlier. ‘’What? you look good in the outfit and i made sure its black too’’

''I mean yeah its aight b-''

‘’So whats the problem now’’ Jieun interrupts, sighs and gets closer to you

''the problem'' you continue and give her a pointed look ''is that i’m old and you got me out here dressed like some insta faux goth girl , it even has the hoop chain look!’’

‘’You do realize you have the a baby face right?, you look barely 22 and thats only if you're wearing makeup’’ Jieun replies and pinches your cheek. ‘’who did you kill to get those genes?’’

You pry her fingers away from your face ‘’thats why i have to dress my age how else will people take me serious’’

Jieun gives you a skeptic look ‘’i can guarantee you're already not getting taken serious with your usual get up’’

Instead of verbally replying you just roll your eyes and go back into the dressing room.

After you've tried out all the outfits jieun coordinated for you, you begrudgingly take them to the register. As the cashier is ringing up the items you look around the shop and see a guy standing right behind you in line. As you take in his beautiful features, a slow wave of panic and shiver overcomes you and you nudge jieun.

‘’Look’’ you hiss

Jieun lazily follows your field of view and shrugs her shoulders when she sees the man ‘’not my type’’

‘’of course not you're a les-, thats not the point what i mean is he has the same off vibe like all the other ones i told you about’’

At that jieun looks closer and her face suddenly pales and she looks back at you ‘’thats a fucking demon’’

‘’Clearly he's human'' you say and inch closer to her ‘’but i wouldn't be surprised if i hear about him tomorrow in the news’’

‘’Your total is 129.90′’ The voice of the cashier interrupts. You take out your purse and hand him the money. Not even waiting for him to bag your clothes ,you quickly stuff them into the plastic bag thats on the counter, disregard the weird look the cashier is giving you and grab your best friend by the arm. ''lets go''

Jieun just nods and with few long steps you're out of the store. You're not sure why exactly you're reacting like this, its almost as if your whole entire being is cornered by a predatory animal and theres no way to escape from it.

‘’Im 99.99999 % sure this guy is a demon’’ Jieun says ,heaving as she's having trouble keeping with your long strides.

‘’Speaking of demons ‘’you slow down your pace ‘’i got a letter today from the local shrine where my grandmother used to live and they want me to visit them tomorrow wanna tag along?’’

‘’God yes’’ Jieun replies ‘’i'll ask them to do a purification on me just to be save’’

‘’i’m finishing tomorrow at six, do you want me to pick you up from work or will you already be at home?’’ you ask

‘’Workplace’’ jieun answers ‘’by the time you're there most of the work will already be done’’ She nudges you ‘’ will you wear one of the outfits we bought?’’

‘‘Come on’‘ you groan ‘‘thats disrespectful to visit the shrine looking like that’‘

‘‘God has seen your ass naked many times , so i don’t think its that disrespectful to show up with a little bit of your stomach showing’‘ Your best friend deadpans.

‘‘So god is into voyeurism?’‘ you raise your eyebrows. Just the thought of some otherworldly being watching everything you do , is creepy as hell to you.

‘‘And i’m the disrespectful one?’‘ Jieun gasp and slaps you on the shoulder ‘‘He just watches you’‘

‘‘So if he’s watching me how is he looking after all the other humans then?’‘

Jieun shrugs her shoulders ‘’ maybe he has like a billion eyes or something’’

You shake your head ‘’ how did we go from a friendly man to some sort of creepy being that probably belongs into one of H.P lovecraft’s books’’

‘‘Lovecraft was a terrifying being’‘ Jieun says ‘‘ i mean have you seen how he looks? that guy constantly had this weird expression on, as if he starred into the abyss and found something that no human should have ever discovered’‘

‘‘You talk like you’re a vampire who has actually met him’‘ you counter

‘‘If i were id have make sure to get turned into one by the age of 22 so i could avoid having wrinkles, wouldn’t want to end up looking like Carlisle cullen ’’Jieun says and puts one hand on her cheek

‘‘Carlisle is supposed to be 23 in the movies’‘

Jieun turns her head and looks shocked at you ‘’Oh Jesus christ they did they character so so wrong ,because that man looks like moldy cheese’’

‘‘Jieun’‘ you snort and hit her on the arm ‘‘don’t be disrespectful’‘

Jieun just laughs and pushes you into another store

⤑ ⤑ ⤑ ⤑

‘‘The next appointment will be in a week’‘ you say to the elderly woman ‘‘would you like us to remind you on monday morning?’‘

‘’ yes dear’‘ she answers and smiles ‘‘ such a hard working gal , you youngsters have it hard nowadays but remember to always take a break, alright?’‘ and puts an boney hand on your arm.

‘‘Of course ‘‘ you smile and see her out.

Closing the door behind you , you walk over to where secretary Kim is sitting and lean on the reception desk ‘’Next monday on two o’clock for miss davenport’’

‘‘Noted’‘ Secretary kim answers and looks up. ‘‘I’m not trying to pry into your private life but-’‘

You sigh ‘’ its about those police officers right?’’

‘‘Correctly’‘ he answers and pushes the glasses on his face up

Not wanting to go through all the bullshit of explaining it to someone again you just quickly summarize it ‘’ they basically accused me of murder and then it turned out that i was not the murderer’’

Secretary Kim just raises his eyebrow and gives you a skeptic look, almost as if he’s judging you. Taken back by the expression on his face, you furrow your brows and lean back , tilting your head ever so slightly.

‘‘Anyways’‘ you continue braking off the tense silence that was hanging in the air for a few seconds ‘‘i’m clocking out’’

‘‘See you tomorrow’’ Secretary Kim replies and goes back to starring at the monitor.

You walk back to your office, shut your laptop off, not before saving the documents and put on your Jacket. After wrapping your scarf around your neck you pick up your purse, shut the lights off and walk out of your office. Checking your phone for the time you notice that you’re slightly late on schedule and almost run out of your workplace. Not even bothering to wait for the elevator to come you walk down the stairs in long strides hoping that you wont fall and bust your head open, which has happened once before

Finally arrived at the parking lot you walk towards your car. Opening the vehicle’s door you carelessly throw your purse into the backseat, take your phone out of your pocket before connecting it via bluetooth to the stereo. After choosing a song from your spotify , you put it onto the dashboard and drive off.

Twenty minutes later you arrive at the location Jieuns having the photoshoot. You notice that your best friend is nowhere to be seen so you just continue to chill in the car waiting for her to show up. You’ve only made the mistake once where you disturbed her during a shooting and just the sheer thought of having to experience the scolding from that day makes you have goosebumps.

‘‘How loud are you going to have the music blasting in this car’‘ Jieuns voice rips you out of your thoughts and you jump in surprise

‘‘Are you trying to kill me?’‘ you heave and clutch your chest before lowering the volume.

‘‘No but apparently you are’‘ Jieun answers ‘‘ how in the hell are you not deaf yet?’‘

‘‘Whatever’‘ You continue ‘‘ how was work?’‘

Good, something funny happened actually’’ Jieun puts the seat belt on

Driving out of the parking lot you glance over to your best friend ‘’ oh?’’

‘‘The models were bitchy as usual but the manager actually got pissed’‘

You raise your eyebrows ‘’don’t tell me he made a scene in front of you guys’’

‘‘He sure did’‘ Jieun says ‘‘ you should have seen the faces of the models , that shit was comical’‘

‘‘And humiliating too’‘ you laugh and Jieun joins in.

...........

After an hour of you two singing early 00 songs, you finally pull up to the shrine. The weather has gotten colder and you see the moon hanging high in the sky. When you get out of the vehicle you look around in awe. The huge red pillars of the gate thats towering meters above you plus the glistening of the snow gives the environment a mystical vibe. The paper lamps that are shining brightly on the porch of the shrine gives the finish touch ,almost making it look like its straight out of a fantasy book.

‘‘Not to sound like an old sentimental lady but this is breathtaking.’‘ Jieun speaks up and you both burst out laughing.

Walking through the gates you see a woman walking down the steps of the shrine towards you. She’s wearing long blue divided trousers ,that is tied tightly at the waist and a snow white garment thats tied so that the left left side of the seams are facing outside. .

‘‘Y/n?’‘ She calls out with a smile

‘‘Thats me’‘ you answer and smile back. Jieun next to you is star struck on how beautiful the girl is. She notices how the woman’s dark skin glistens slightly blue in the moonlight, how her full lips stretch over her pearly white teeth. She’s utterly beautiful and Jieun is smitten.

‘‘Please follow me, the priestess has been waiting for your arrival’‘ The beautiful woman continues , and walks ahead.

‘‘I think i just saw an angel’‘ Jieun whispers and nudges you. You just roll your eyes with a smile and follow the woman. Walking up the stairs you get a closer look at the building and see old inscriptions carved into the wood. Distracted by the sacred decoration you don’t even notice the woman pulling aside the paper sliding door , which to reveals a moderately sized room.

Besides the scriptures, to which you assume to either be poems or holy scriptures, and small statues of deities ,there isn’t much to see.

‘‘Please go ahead’‘ The woman says and bows before scurrying down the hallway.

As you walk into the room you notice another woman. Unlike the shrine maiden, as you call her, the priestess ears a dark violet colored patterned belted robe and the same blue loose trouser that you saw earlier. Her expression is friendly as she looks up from the book in her lap.

‘‘Y/n’‘ she calls out almost as if she’s known you your whole life.

Looking closer you find fine lines adoring her face and you’re instantly reminded of your grandmother. Though a sharp pain flashes through your head and you close your eyes.

Worried the priestess stands up, walks over to you with quick long strides and puts a hand on top of your head. To your surprise , you feel warm energy pooling into you and the pain ebbs away instantly and you look at her in shock.

‘‘Why don’t we sit down and have a chat’‘ She says with a gentle smile and you nod before sitting down on the floor.

The priestess sit down on the opposite side, facing you and jieun, with a serious expression ‘‘I’m sure you’re wondering why i called you here’‘

‘‘Yes’‘ you say ‘‘ i have no memory of ever being here, so i was curious what this is about’‘

The priestess sighs wistfully ‘’ Its about your grandmother’’

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Jan 14 Dancitron Movie Night Gotham 14-16

The night ended up psychologically rougher than Prowl would have liked. An Insecticon showed up. It was survivable, but it made the already hard-to-watch content harder.

But he didn’t have to leave the room. That’s progress.

At this point Prowl’s actively hoping for one of the villains to be playing a wildly manipulative long con, because the alternative is that he’s been successfully brainwashed, and Prowl’s having a hard time facing that idea.

Today NoodlesAtNight 7:34 pm *Soundwave is moving along to the music with an invisible partner while nobody's there, as the place is already set up.* MedicalMurdersaurus 7:34 pm *has no clue what he's BURSTING into but here we go!* NoodlesAtNight 7:35 pm *Soundwave glances at Swoop... and then decides to keep going anyway. He'll ping Swoop a greeting, though.* MedicalMurdersaurus 7:35 pm *chirps reflexively at getting pinged, but immediately continues lookign around for Bird* verdigrisprowl 7:36 pm *oh!! Soundwave's dancing. Prowl's watching.* NoodlesAtNight 7:36 pm *Bird floats on over to Swoop and settles on one shoulder as best she can, using her feelers as make shift legs and claws.* MedicalMurdersaurus 7:36 pm *holds as still as he can until she's got a grip on him* HI, Bird! NoodlesAtNight 7:38 pm *Soundwave bobs his head at Prowl and sends a greeting ping. He starts shifting direction until he heads toward Prowl - and stops on the last note.* [[Good evening.]] *Bunt.* Swervester 7:38 pm [slides in] Wilyyy 7:38 pm *Flops* NoodlesAtNight 7:38 pm {{Hi Swoop. Bird heard you make Bird room new Dinocave, neheh.}} MedicalMurdersaurus 7:39 pm Bird room???? :V OH NoodlesAtNight 7:39 pm *Soundwave offers everyone else sliding in an absent wave with a feeler. Greetings.* MedicalMurdersaurus 7:39 pm Yah. Me Swoop go in You Bird room for nap! skullstronaut 7:39 pm Evening Wilyyy 7:39 pm *waves* SCProwl 7:39 pm *arrives* NoodlesAtNight 7:40 pm {{Bird saw. You Swoop snoooooooore.}} MedicalMurdersaurus 7:40 pm *snickers and shrugs dramatically* verdigrisprowl 7:40 pm *disappointed to have interrupted the dancing, but he'll take his bunt* MedicalMurdersaurus 7:40 pm *waves back at Bob even if Bob wasn't waving at him and Bird* NoodlesAtNight 7:40 pm *Oh, it wasn't Prowl. The first waltz ended and others started showing up. Soundwave will offer an arm and nod at the couch, though. Join him?* Wilyyy 7:41 pm *Bob is waving at everyone, but now that he sees Swoop, he's gonna scooch across the floor to sit next to him and Bird* NoodlesAtNight 7:41 pm {{Ooh! It him Bob!}} Wilyyy 7:41 pm HELLO BIRD FRIEND NoodlesAtNight 7:41 pm *She's just. Gonna poke him on the head. See if he's really real.* Wilyyy 7:41 pm *chitters* Swervester 7:41 pm [slides a tray of snacks onto the bar bc he's been experimenting with them again and has So Many as a result] MedicalMurdersaurus 7:42 pm It Bob . *nods* skullstronaut 7:42 pm *Starscream can appreciate this kind of music* Wilyyy 7:42 pm IT ME THAT IS HOW TO SAY THE THING. verdigrisprowl 7:42 pm *for a split second, Prowl almost thinks Soundwave is inviting him to dance. but no. couch. he'll take the couch.* NoodlesAtNight 7:42 pm *Bird pauses mid-boop to stare hungrily at the snacks Swerve has. You can tell despite her lack of expression because she has stopped focusing on literally anything else.*

[[Thank you, Swerve. Most generous.]] Swervester 7:43 pm No problem. I've got a couple hundred from experimenting for like fourteen hours so feel free to just. You know. Take them. NoodlesAtNight 7:43 pm *Soundwave's not going to make Prowl do that in front of everyone if he doesn't want. He might ask for one after everything, though.* Wilyyy 7:43 pm !!!!!!!! SNACKS MedicalMurdersaurus 7:43 pm *notices Bird's laser focus and laughs* Now that Him Bob here, You Bird have *mock gasps* FOOD COMPETITION! Agooddistraction858 7:43 pm This message has been removed. Wilyyy 7:43 pm =O BUT SHARING IS FOR THE CARING. MedicalMurdersaurus 7:44 pm *looks at Bird to see how funny her reaction to sharing is* NoodlesAtNight 7:44 pm [[Here.]] *From his couch spot.* [[And there will be no violence on the premises.]] SCProwl 7:44 pm *tonight seems like it's going to be a particularly loud evening, Prowl's gonna just find the most out of the way place to sit and ping the Captain and Soundwave hello* Agooddistraction858 7:44 pm Eat a rod, Soundwave Swervester 7:44 pm [Ah. He sees Bob is here. Have a second tray. Just in case.] Agooddistraction858 7:44 pm Did you plan that? verdigrisprowl 7:44 pm *... bug.* NoodlesAtNight 7:44 pm *Immediately sets his timeline's Prowl up with the necessary feeds and data about the show for the night.* Wilyyy 7:44 pm A ROD LIKE THE REBAR? REBAR IS MOST DELICIOUS. MedicalMurdersaurus 7:45 pm Keheheh You Bob eat funny stuff Agooddistraction858 7:45 pm No! A rod, yknow like a.... like a rod SCProwl 7:45 pm Thank you. Swervester 7:45 pm I know someone who'd agree with Bob. Wilyyy 7:45 pm *cants helm FOR FISHING NoodlesAtNight 7:45 pm //Move it or lose it, Scream King.// *Rumble pushes past Starscream to get to his usual spot.* Agooddistraction858 7:45 pm Anyone got any trash so I can make Soundwave a to-go dinner? Wilyyy 7:45 pm THOSE TASTE GOOD TOO, BUT THE STRING GETS STUCK IN THE DENTA MedicalMurdersaurus 7:46 pm ((Bob and Bird are going to teach Swoop that the only way to make friends is to literally hand over their weight in food on the regular)) Wilyyy 7:46 pm ((but of course)) NoodlesAtNight 7:46 pm //Ya looked in the mirror, bud?// Swervester 7:46 pm //u mean tht's not how one makes friend with bird Agooddistraction858 7:46 pm YOU TALKING TO ME??? MedicalMurdersaurus 7:46 pm ((if he ever gets a friend with a normal appetite, he's going to be baffled)) skullstronaut 7:47 pm Just how strict is that 'no murder' rule of yours Soundwave. verdigrisprowl 7:47 pm *quietly latches very very hard onto soundwave's arm* *b u g* Wilyyy 7:47 pm *oblivious* MedicalMurdersaurus 7:48 pm *wanders over to Swerve's treats and grabs a fistful* NoodlesAtNight 7:48 pm [[If he is not allowed, neither is anyone else. Very, very strict.]] *...What's Prowl latching on to him for? The show hasn't even st-- oh. Ohhhh.*

*He settles a hand over what is clutching him and squeezes tight.* skullstronaut 7:48 pm Unfortunate. MedicalMurdersaurus 7:49 pm *CHUCKS the treats in the air* Wilyyy 7:49 pm *Goes to help Swoop. He has A.) bigger arms and B.) more of them* !!! *SNAPS the treat* MedicalMurdersaurus 7:49 pm *claps* NoodlesAtNight 7:49 pm @P: [[You will not be allowed to come to harm. That is Bob - Sunstreaker's ward and Swoop's friend. By all accounts, a placid and kindly Insecticon. Regardless, he will not let them near you.]] SCProwl 7:50 pm *at least the music is tolerable* NoodlesAtNight 7:50 pm //So what if I am, Wrecker? It's my fraggin' house. Yer lucky the Boss ain't chucked ya out yet.// Agooddistraction858 7:50 pm Oh shut UP NoodlesAtNight 7:51 pm //Threatenin' the host, puh.// Boomtank 7:51 pm -and he's scrambling in, hoping he's not late- MedicalMurdersaurus 7:51 pm *grabs a few treats and decides the music means it's juggling time* Wilyyy 7:51 pm *Waves* Agooddistraction858 7:51 pm That glitch thinks he's got me but it's the other way around NoodlesAtNight 7:51 pm ((ten minutes! grab whatever you need and do what you gotta do!)) Wilyyy 7:51 pm *oooooh then claps* Agooddistraction858 7:52 pm You hear that, Soundwave? You're stuck with me forever MedicalMurdersaurus 7:52 pm *ends his juggling by throwing the treats - one two three - towards Bob* NoodlesAtNight 7:52 pm [[He knew the price he was paying when he made the choice to rescue you.]] Wilyyy 7:52 pm *and one, two, three, his mask snaps back and he catches them with his teeth Wilyyy 7:53 pm YOUR TURN. *gently tosses one at Swoop* NoodlesAtNight 7:53 pm *Bird snakes a feeler over to the snacks while Bob and Swoop play with their food. MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH* skullstronaut 7:53 pm *Starscream is going to take a nice quiet seat to the side. Preferably away from Soundwaves more unruly deployers.* Agooddistraction858 7:53 pm Yeah, that' sright MedicalMurdersaurus 7:53 pm *catches the treat in his hand and chucks it towards Bird instead (can he catch her by surprise when food is involved?)* NoodlesAtNight 7:54 pm *MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH, IT SAID. THAT ONE TOO.* Boomtank 7:54 pm -waves? and sits- Boomtank 7:55 pm -and holy shit that's a big bug- NoodlesAtNight 7:55 pm *Soundwave nods to Blaster and lessens his grip on Prowl's hand so he can very lightly pet across the knuckles instead. He is still minding the bug and will not forget to do so.* Wilyyy 7:55 pm *said big bug is still waving at new arrivals* SCProwl 7:55 pm *taps fingers against table to the music absently* NoodlesAtNight 7:56 pm ((five minutes til start!)) Swervester 7:56 pm [he suspects he may need to start paying tribute to Laserbeak with her own snack tray if he ever wants anyone else to be able to try them in the future] verdigrisprowl 7:56 pm @S «I've seen—/a/ Bob. A few times. One was on the Lost Light.» NoodlesAtNight 7:57 pm @P: [[That one was well-behaved too, he hopes?]] verdigrisprowl 7:57 pm @S «I avoided it as much as I could.» *his grip hasn't lessened in the slightest.* NoodlesAtNight 7:58 pm *Oh, and Starscream? Trying to get away from Soundwave's unrulier deployers is an impossible task unless Zori or Chimera are around - and tonight they are not.* skullstronaut 7:59 pm *He can try his best.* opatoes 7:59 pm /Smokescreen's coming in and is immediately making a run to sit next to Wheeljack!/ Agooddistraction858 7:59 pm Hey, kid NoodlesAtNight 7:59 pm @P: [[Ah. You do not need to go near that one, he assures you. Hold his arm as long as you require, and if you need a break, he will help you build any temporary excuse you need.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 7:59 pm Soundwave! opatoes 7:59 pm Wheels! Wheels, hey, it's good to see you! How're you holding up? Boomtank 8:00 pm -waves back at Bob, still confused, but settles in his seat- Agooddistraction858 8:00 pm I'm alright. I'm here to slap Soundwave. You been okay? opatoes 8:00 pm Wait, what? NoodlesAtNight 8:00 pm ((GOTHAM S2 14-16 // Violence, blood, death, excessive force. Poor depictions of mental illness, ableist language, psychiatric abuse, suicide. Foul language, rapidly flashing lights, mild body horror, closeup of suture needle doing what it do, miscarriage, nightmare scenes, passing mention of (nonexistent) rape, corrupt prison environment. 75% sure that's it - busy day, had to skim. Might've missed something.)) verdigrisprowl 8:01 pm @S «If Wheeljack attempts to slap you I'm bridging him to the far side of the planet.» opatoes 8:01 pm ... No offense, but Wheels, I think Soundwave will beat you in a slapfight. He's pretty much all hands. But I'm doing good! I can fly now! SCProwl 8:01 pm *oh, the music cut off. Prowl sits up a little straighter and goes quiet* skullstronaut 8:01 pm *brow raise @ wheeljacks hostility* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:01 pm *grabs Bob's arm and does his best to try to shake the bigger bot* SOUNDWAVE! Wilyyy 8:01 pm ??? I AM NOT THE WAVE OF SOUNDS. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:01 pm Keehhe Me Swoop knooow THAT Wilyyy 8:01 pm ???????? verdigrisprowl 8:01 pm @S «... My feed is going to be a mess of danger calculations tonight, can you provide a visual feed for my alternate?» MedicalMurdersaurus 8:02 pm Soundwave, Soundwave! Look! It Bob! Him do movie for first time in A BILLION YEARS! SO! So! You do a BOB movie! NoodlesAtNight 8:02 pm @P: [[You will have to beat him to it.]] *Gentle pat.* [[And he has already done that, do not worry.]] NoodlesAtNight 8:03 pm *Soundwave nods to Smokescreen and glances at Bob.* [[Yes, he can see that Bob has returned. We will have something Bob can enjoy in a few weeks.]] Agooddistraction858 8:03 pm You can fly? MedicalMurdersaurus 8:03 pm No no no! Not WEEKS! Agooddistraction858 8:03 pm Just you wait, Smokes, I'll get him NoodlesAtNight 8:03 pm [[Something nearly everyone can enjoy, in fact. Much more lighthearted than this.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:03 pm Him Bob here NOW Wilyyy 8:03 pm IT'S OK. IF IT GETS SCARY WE CAN DO THE PLAYING OUTSIDE. NoodlesAtNight 8:04 pm [[He is... /mostly/ sure that is not a valid psychological test.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:04 pm HMMMM... Kay. opatoes 8:05 pm I can! You wanna see, Wheels? And- come on, Wheels. At least wait to take it outside. When I have a camera. So I can film it Boomtank 8:05 pm ....... Kid MedicalMurdersaurus 8:05 pm You Soundwave say if it not a BOB movie :V opatoes 8:05 pm they're for eating Boomtank 8:05 pm Bruce, no. Swervester 8:05 pm Smokey no opatoes 8:05 pm munch munch Mmmmm, guns. NoodlesAtNight 8:05 pm [[This is very much not a Bob movie, but he may make up his mind about what he wishes to try watching with the rest of us.]] *Soundwave is not Bob's watcher. That's Sunstreaker's job.* Wilyyy 8:06 pm I THOUGHT YOU WERE NOT SUPPOSED TO EAT THE GUNS. Agooddistraction858 8:06 pm I like the way you think, kid NoodlesAtNight 8:06 pm //You ain't. Yer supposed to shoot 'em.// Agooddistraction858 8:06 pm I definitely wanna record it Wilyyy 8:06 pm ALTHOUGH THEY DO TASTE LIKE CAMPFIRES. Boomtank 8:06 pm ....what opatoes 8:06 pm See? Exactly! You gotta organize a duel with Soundwave. And I can be the... Referee? Yeah. Swervester 8:06 pm How do you--no. Never mind. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:06 pm *DOESN'T KNOW IF BOB IS SUPPOSED TO MAKE UP HIS MIND ABOUT WHAT TO WATCH..... but is also an anarchist....... movie time it is!* opatoes 8:06 pm A slap-duel Agooddistraction858 8:07 pm I was gonna say a slap-off but yeah verdigrisprowl 8:07 pm *... well. that was a rough start.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:07 pm Me Swoop taste like campfires kehhehehhh NoodlesAtNight 8:07 pm *Considers pointing out that a duel requires two people agreeing to have it out, and that he won't do any such thing. ... Naaaah.*

*Still petting. Light squeeze.* NoodlesAtNight 8:08 pm {{How you know? You eating piece of own self before?}} Wilyyy 8:08 pm YOU DO? opatoes 8:08 pm /That's the idea, isn't it?/ MedicalMurdersaurus 8:08 pm Noo! Kehehh! CAUSE! Me Swoop mouth in, kehheh, mouth. Me Swoop can taste Me Swoop FACE! kehehhehhh Wilyyy 8:09 pm OOOOH CAUSE YOU DO THE FIRE BREATHE-Y THING NoodlesAtNight 8:09 pm *...Clever, Smokescreen. Clever.* skullstronaut 8:09 pm Why would they bring the child. NoodlesAtNight 8:09 pm [[The child is investigating the murder of his creators. It was his choice to go.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:09 pm *blows a smoke ring and grins* Agooddistraction858 8:10 pm I like this guy Fight fight fight fight skullstronaut 8:10 pm A stupid decision. Wilyyy 8:10 pm *tries to catch the smoke rings* Swervester 8:10 pm He's bad at following directions from Alfred. NoodlesAtNight 8:10 pm [[There is a lesson to be learned here.]] verdigrisprowl 8:10 pm *mutters* Brace should've kept his mouth shut. SCProwl 8:10 pm This won't end well for Mr. Cupcake. NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm [[Agreed.]] *Both Prowls.* opatoes 8:11 pm Wheels, you in a fighting mood? MedicalMurdersaurus 8:11 pm *hears the ruckus on screen and is immediately into it* !! Swervester 8:11 pm Wait isn't he former army NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm //Whoo! Two shanix on the butler.// Wilyyy 8:11 pm HE DID A HIT. NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm //Yeah! He's former military type.// MedicalMurdersaurus 8:11 pm *bounces* YAH SCProwl 8:11 pm *sits forward with interest* Boomtank 8:12 pm Oh Wilyyy 8:12 pm THE CARETAKER HAS TOLD ME THAT YOU SHOULD GIVE WHAT YOU GET WHEN SOMEONE IS BEING MEAN LIKE THAT oO Oo Swervester 8:12 pm So does that put him at advantage or does the dirty fighter have advantage? Agooddistraction858 8:12 pm Smokey, I'm always in a fighting mood opatoes 8:12 pm You know? That's a mood. You wanna spar with me later? skullstronaut 8:12 pm But who's to say if he does win that the others won't turn on them anyway. Agooddistraction858 8:12 pm I'm so down opatoes 8:12 pm Frag yeah! MedicalMurdersaurus 8:12 pm Us Dinobots built for outlast! Me Swoop built for ENDURANCE! :v NoodlesAtNight 8:13 pm *Smart butler. Soundwave nods approval.*

[[A leader who does not keep his word is a leader not worth following.]] Wilyyy 8:13 pm OH NO! Swervester 8:13 pm Huh. I really thought they'd turn on them if he lost. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:13 pm Keheheh! BAM! Fall down. Swervester 8:13 pm I guess he did keep his word;. skullstronaut 8:13 pm I /suppose/. SCProwl 8:13 pm They were honorable and kept the word of their leader. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:13 pm ((sneaky little shit)) Boomtank 8:13 pm BRUCE Agooddistraction858 8:14 pm Uh oh MedicalMurdersaurus 8:14 pm Who him going to shoot? NoodlesAtNight 8:14 pm //Ha! Done that before.//

[[Yes, you have. Don't think he never noticed.]] verdigrisprowl 8:14 pm *he hopes penguin is faking.* Swervester 8:14 pm [frowns] skullstronaut 8:14 pm *he's totally faking* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:14 pm Me Swoop not good Swervester 8:14 pm I can't tell if he's real or acting. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:15 pm *grins* Boomtank 8:15 pm -huffs- Swervester 8:15 pm I'm distracted by that guy's glasses. They're cool. Wilyyy 8:15 pm YOU SWOOP ARE GOOD verdigrisprowl 8:15 pm *because penguin IS an awful person; but the idea of seeing him break is—more than Prowl wants to se right now.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:16 pm Good at FIGHT! And FLY! Wilyyy 8:16 pm AND GOOD AT JOKES MedicalMurdersaurus 8:16 pm YAY jokes Swervester 8:17 pm I mean to be fair I wouldn't think of a break up note as one either. verdigrisprowl 8:17 pm *he could stand to be a bit less obvious with his interrogation* skullstronaut 8:17 pm Talking out loud like that isn't very smart... NoodlesAtNight 8:18 pm [[For someone that intelligent, he makes a lot of very basic mistakes.]] skullstronaut 8:18 pm A shame. NoodlesAtNight 8:18 pm *Huffs softly at Bullock.* ((flashing lights incoming)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:19 pm *bounces* It Dancitron keheh NoodlesAtNight 8:19 pm [[Somewhat.]] Swervester 8:19 pm Huh. NoodlesAtNight 8:20 pm ((flashing lights more or less done for now)) Swervester 8:20 pm Reminds me of a club I went to a couple tiomes prewar. Wilyyy 8:20 pm *Settling into a bug shaped rug on the ground* NoodlesAtNight 8:20 pm *Would you say he's... snug as a bug that's a rug?* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:20 pm *climbs on top of Bob for maximum perching* Wilyyy 8:21 pm *They are now a stack *A pointy, pointy stack* ((also of course XD)) NoodlesAtNight 8:21 pm *Bird perches on top of Swoop again to maximize the pointy.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:22 pm *is the middle of a very angular jenga tower* NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm [[...He does wonder how she came to know the Matches fellow.]] Wilyyy 8:23 pm *Is surprisingly cozy. This is a good friend pile* skullstronaut 8:23 pm This was pointless. Swervester 8:23 pm She'd make a terrible Rung. Swervester 8:24 pm I mean that in a psychologist kind of way. NoodlesAtNight 8:24 pm ((flashingl ights about to start again)) [[Fascinating though.]] opatoes 8:24 pm To be fair, she's probably better than the people at arkham MedicalMurdersaurus 8:25 pm KEHHHEH them GRAB Swervester 8:25 pm I get the feeling that was just to help Bruce NoodlesAtNight 8:25 pm ((lights done)) skullstronaut 8:25 pm It was. Swervester 8:25 pm //i blinked why is she beig arrested rgfhb NoodlesAtNight 8:25 pm [[Of course it was. Why let someone spoil her fun?]] ((probably obstructing since she stopped him stopping bruce from killing someone)) verdigrisprowl 8:26 pm ((because she sicced the crowd on jim to help bruce get away)) Swervester 8:26 pm //ok i thought someone got punched but since i blinked i was not sure NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm ((i love the entire scene with matches)) Boomtank 8:27 pm . . . skullstronaut 8:28 pm Perhaps he should have prepared. Swervester 8:28 pm Maybe a little yeah skullstronaut 8:28 pm But she's right. NoodlesAtNight 8:29 pm *Huffs at her.* Boomtank 8:29 pm ...wow skullstronaut 8:30 pm Clearly he was hired to. Swervester 8:30 pm He probably should have confirmed that he DID actually kill them, not ust that he kills people in general verdigrisprowl 8:31 pm *should find out who hired the hit* skullstronaut 8:31 pm *exactly* Boomtank 8:31 pm Bruce. Bruce, don't. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:31 pm This boring murder Swervester 8:32 pm This... is a very drawn out murder. Wilyyy 8:32 pm *Is....hunkered down* Swervester 8:32 pm [squints] Is he remembering or is Bruce giving him all the details to fake it? MedicalMurdersaurus 8:32 pm *glances down at Bob has he gets more compressed* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:33 pm *taps his claw tips on Bob's buggy helm* skullstronaut 8:33 pm He didn't think this through. Wilyyy 8:33 pm *peaks up* Wilyyy 8:34 pm HE LOOKS SO SAD MedicalMurdersaurus 8:34 pm Who? Wilyyy 8:34 pm ...BOTH? MedicalMurdersaurus 8:34 pm Why? Boomtank 8:34 pm Bruce... Wilyyy 8:34 pm *Shrugs the pile of friends* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:35 pm *chirps when he gets shrugged* Keheh! opatoes 8:35 pm Bruce... Boomtank 8:35 pm -sighs- NoodlesAtNight 8:35 pm *Shakes his head.* Swervester 8:35 pm Why does that feel more punishing for him, MedicalMurdersaurus 8:35 pm ((daaaaaaaaaaaaamnnn)) ((didn't see it going that way)) Swervester 8:36 pm Shoulda taken the gun I guess. NoodlesAtNight 8:36 pm [[At least he didn't shoot.]] SCProwl 8:36 pm The banality of evil. verdigrisprowl 8:36 pm Hm. NoodlesAtNight 8:36 pm *Glances over. Hm? Why hm?* Boomtank 8:36 pm Oh dear. Oh no. opatoes 8:36 pm Uh oh MedicalMurdersaurus 8:37 pm Knife Boomtank 8:37 pm Oooooh no Swervester 8:37 pm This doesn't seem like a valid psych test? verdigrisprowl 8:37 pm *is uncomfortable with how well he understood the assassin's viewpoint.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:37 pm Friends verdigrisprowl 8:38 pm *that was a terrible test. only an idiot would stab someone under those circumstances. it was clearly a test.* NoodlesAtNight 8:38 pm *Light nudge.* @P: [[What is it?]] verdigrisprowl 8:38 pm @S «Hm?» opatoes 8:38 pm Oswald... NoodlesAtNight 8:39 pm @P: [[Your first]] [][][]Hm.[][][] [[When Bruce failed to kill the Malone human.]] opatoes 8:39 pm This feels... Wrong Swervester 8:39 pm Is he gonna get out and murder Hugo immediately? opatoes 8:39 pm Like something really bad is about to happen NoodlesAtNight 8:39 pm [[He hopes so. The Hugo human is foul.]] Boomtank 8:40 pm ....... opatoes 8:40 pm ... It'd be pretty good if Oswald just... Got rid of Hugo Boomtank 8:40 pm oh dear MedicalMurdersaurus 8:40 pm Peabody is a cartoon NoodlesAtNight 8:41 pm [[For Primus' sake, man. Keep quiet.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:41 pm ((buddy .... people can hear you....)) verdigrisprowl 8:41 pm @S «Oh. Just—vastly unsurprised.» Swervester 8:42 pm Well, he's paranoid SCProwl 8:42 pm This won't last. They did no real work to help him. He was tortured and conditioned into this behavior. skullstronaut 8:42 pm /Subtle/. NoodlesAtNight 8:42 pm @P: [[He thought you expected Bruce to kill?]] *Nodding at his timeline's Prowl.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:43 pm ((my internet crapped out. waht did his letter say???)) SCProwl 8:43 pm ((my son, look at my son, pride is not the word i'm looking for, he is so much more <3 NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm ((more or less "there's a lot i don't understand, i can't just shoot evil to make it stop, i'm living with selina to understand what everyone else has to go through")) verdigrisprowl 8:43 pm @S «Did I expect it?» opatoes 8:43 pm Weren't there people kidnapping orphans living on the streets last season? There's... a lot to worry about verdigrisprowl 8:44 pm @S «It seemed evident he wouldn't from the moment he got the gun.» MedicalMurdersaurus 8:44 pm ((I love this Bruce but I cannot imagine how, when Batman shows up in this timeline, everyone who has ever met this child didn't INSTANTLY know who he is)) verdigrisprowl 8:44 pm ((it's the fake growly voice)) Swervester 8:44 pm //honestly tho lmao NoodlesAtNight 8:44 pm ((honestly? i don't think them not knowing is supposed to be a thing. being further than you all, i think it will end up being something that's just A Good Secret)) Wilyyy 8:44 pm ((HA, for real MedicalMurdersaurus 8:45 pm ((No one is going to buy the dumb playboy thing.)) NoodlesAtNight 8:45 pm ((sure they will. but y'all gotta wait for that.)) verdigrisprowl 8:45 pm ((it's a banksy)) NoodlesAtNight 8:45 pm @P: [[Emotions can overpower hesitation on occasion.]] Swervester 8:45 pm //do we actually get to see him grow up to be batman MedicalMurdersaurus 8:45 pm ((Lolol i'm looking foward to it then)) *squeals with delight* FIREWORK NoodlesAtNight 8:46 pm ((if you guys agree to go all the way to the end of S5 with me? then supposedly yes we will get to see that.)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:46 pm ((I want to watch it all)) Swervester 8:46 pm //amazing NoodlesAtNight 8:46 pm ((i can't say for sure cause we're only on 5x3 but it's been promised)) SCProwl 8:46 pm ((actor is almost 18 now, so he will be the babiest of bats MedicalMurdersaurus 8:47 pm ((Let's be fair. Bruce was born 50 years old.)) Wilyyy 8:47 pm ((Yup)) verdigrisprowl 8:47 pm ... That's stupid. This is clearly a job for the robbery squad. Agooddistraction858 8:47 pm [i can't believe this show has been around so long without me actively watching, i have a lot of batman stuff in my room, he's my baby] NoodlesAtNight 8:48 pm [[...Honestly, he would have expected it to go to the bomb squad.]] *Pause.* [[That IS its own division, isn't it? He doesn't - he isn't as familiar with Earth policing.]] ((it's so gooooood even when it's bad)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:48 pm Bomb squad sound cool : > Swervester 8:48 pm I'd think so? verdigrisprowl 8:48 pm It should go to both. If it's only going to one, it should go to robbery. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:49 pm ((omfg why are they dressed like a fancy porn)) SCProwl 8:49 pm ((because it's an orgy NoodlesAtNight 8:49 pm ((NO IT'S NOT)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:49 pm ((I love this scrawny terrible boy)) Swervester 8:50 pm Those are totally poisoned cupcakes. skullstronaut 8:50 pm I hope so. NoodlesAtNight 8:51 pm [[He did poison the pastry tubes before.]] *Pause.* [[Given how incompetent the rest of the Gotham police are, perhaps it's for the best it /doesn't/ go to robbery.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:51 pm *pats a tune on Bob's helm* Why it a CUPcake? verdigrisprowl 8:51 pm *he's faking. he's faking. if he was really changed, he'd be apologizing for his past actions, not brushing them off as the actions of someone else.* Swervester 8:51 pm Maybe it'd in a cup MedicalMurdersaurus 8:51 pm cup cup cup SCProwl 8:51 pm You cup it in your hand? SCProwl 8:52 pm *cups hands together, that seems about the right size proportionately* skullstronaut 8:52 pm Cup sized. verdigrisprowl 8:52 pm *disgusted noise* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:52 pm *cups his hands together the same way and imagines eating this way* verdigrisprowl 8:52 pm *interfering with internal affairs. that's a new low.* NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm *There is FURIOUS squawking through the door. Apparently Buzzsaw is on monitoring duty and seeing this.* Swervester 8:54 pm Is he okay MedicalMurdersaurus 8:54 pm *flares his wings out when he hears the squawking and then relaxes again when he realizes it's just Buzzsaw making noises* Wilyyy 8:54 pm *shrugs???* SCProwl 8:54 pm *could easily eat this way, but that's inappropriate, un-cups hands and flattens them onto the tabletop instead* verdigrisprowl 8:54 pm *mutters* when did Gym get put on the bomb squad? MedicalMurdersaurus 8:55 pm Me Swoop like bombs : > Swervester 8:55 pm Apparently now Boomtank 8:55 pm Oh NoodlesAtNight 8:55 pm *Muttered thought.* [[When doesn't he poke his nose into matters that don't involve him.]] Boomtank 8:55 pm Jim Swervester 8:55 pm IS he trained for this? MedicalMurdersaurus 8:55 pm KAHAHAHAHHA Boomtank 8:55 pm -covers face- SCProwl 8:55 pm Jim thinks he's in every department. Swervester 8:55 pm ...Guess not MedicalMurdersaurus 8:55 pm *pantomimes throwing a bomb and diving to the side* skullstronaut 8:56 pm Why would he just grab it. NoodlesAtNight 8:56 pm [[He would go so far as to say Jim thinks he IS every department.]] verdigrisprowl 8:56 pm Didn't the captain say he was being sent to the art museum because he's supposedly with the bomb squad, though? That's why he was sent instead of robbery? NoodlesAtNight 8:56 pm [[Hm. He /was/ military. He wonders if they trained him.]] NoodlesAtNight 8:57 pm *Pings both the Prowls to alert them to a question.* [[...If Jim were to get caught at last, would all of this - this covering up and interfering of his - make his potential punishment worse?]] [[Or would it not matter because the charge would simply be Galavan's murder?]] Boomtank 8:58 pm -back to hiding face again, second hand embarrassment is strong- verdigrisprowl 8:58 pm If the prosecution is competent, it will absolutely be added to his charges. SCProwl 8:58 pm Ye--what he said. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:58 pm Brainteaser is a boring "grown up" game thing. It not REALLY fun. skullstronaut 8:59 pm Maybe not to you. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:00 pm Yah! Me. : > Swervester 9:00 pm [snorts] Boomtank 9:01 pm ...... That...went wrong quick NoodlesAtNight 9:01 pm [[Then he should have confessed earlier. Galavan did plenty of terrible things to him and others, and the citizens have been shown to approve of putting an end to such threats before. They might have opted to bend things as much in his favor as they were capable.]] verdigrisprowl 9:01 pm ((now that the riddler is finally doing riddler things, i'm even more disappointed that backstory they gave him was "Nice Guy who murdered his girlfriend with a bad stereotype of split personalities)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:01 pm *points and laugh* NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm //...What the frag is, uh. That.// NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm ((tbh same. i feel like there's so much riddler stuff in this one that is Good Shit and then there's so much that's... not.)) SCProwl 9:02 pm ((yeah, his background in gotham is just... not well written imo Boomtank 9:02 pm ((yeah Boomtank 9:03 pm ((could have been better verdigrisprowl 9:03 pm ((*puts his backstory into a box*)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:03 pm ((On a positive note, his apartment is so damn cool)) NoodlesAtNight 9:03 pm ((dude i would kill for an apartment like that)) verdigrisprowl 9:03 pm ((*decides ed did not exist until he stumbled on penguin in the forest*)) Swervester 9:03 pm //let's just agree that this backstory's a collective fever dream and come up with something better] NoodlesAtNight 9:03 pm ((acceptable)) SCProwl 9:04 pm ((he was just taking a nice walk in the middle of the night Boomtank 9:04 pm ((yeah Boomtank 9:05 pm -he's going to have his face covered through most of this night, if this keeps up- MedicalMurdersaurus 9:05 pm ((I'm going to have to rewatch these epsiodes cause I keep cuttin gout :x )) Wilyyy 9:06 pm THAT MAN IS MEAN skullstronaut 9:06 pm That's not the only way to beat a larger opponent but go off I guess. NoodlesAtNight 9:06 pm ((aaaaaaah i'm sorry ;; if you are using stylish/stylus, kill the one for this site - it causes problems with the current udpate)) NoodlesAtNight 9:07 pm ((i was having problems with that until i did that. tested it by putting it back on and it started doing that again so i took it off and have been 98% fine)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:07 pm ((I've got everything closed but discord. Not even extra tabs on chrome.)) skullstronaut 9:08 pm ( thats ur daddy ) Swervester 9:08 pm Oh. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:08 pm ((aaaaaaaaaawkward)) NoodlesAtNight 9:08 pm ((two fun facts: this is peewee herman's actor. same actor also played oswald cobblepot's father in Batman Returns)) verdigrisprowl 9:08 pm ((omg)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:08 pm Me Swoop a bomber : > verdigrisprowl 9:08 pm ((penguin and his father, peengween herman)) NoodlesAtNight 9:08 pm ((LMAO)) SCProwl 9:08 pm ((lol skullstronaut 9:09 pm ( OH MYGOD) verdigrisprowl 9:09 pm *blaming him for the fact that a witness came forward is stupid.* Swervester 9:09 pm He's fallen so far from first episode. verdigrisprowl 9:10 pm *she should be blaming him for the fact that he did something worth witnessing.* MedicalMurdersaurus 9:10 pm Fall? skullstronaut 9:10 pm *he's dead* Swervester 9:10 pm Oh my god MedicalMurdersaurus 9:10 pm KAHAHAHHAHAH!!! Swervester 9:10 pm I'm so mad that's such a good pun. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:10 pm Me Swoop get it : > That good one. Swervester 9:11 pm Alternatively, a murder pun. NoodlesAtNight 9:11 pm ((uhhhhh)) ((did it just die)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:11 pm ((Good lord. Penguin was BRED to be bizarre)) verdigrisprowl 9:11 pm ((still fine here)) Swervester 9:11 pm //fine for me skullstronaut 9:12 pm ( fine here too ) Wilyyy 9:12 pm (samesies) NoodlesAtNight 9:12 pm ((glitch on my end then)) verdigrisprowl 9:13 pm *half suspects that this "father" is part of the "experiment" that Strange mentioned.* Swervester 9:13 pm .... I can't decide if he's really his dad or this is some weird plot. NoodlesAtNight 9:13 pm *Wouldn't be surprised.* MedicalMurdersaurus 9:13 pm ((ngl I love any time Penguin looks like garbage because I know he's going to be getting an equivalent level of fancy outfit soon after.)) skullstronaut 9:13 pm *I don't trust like that* NoodlesAtNight 9:13 pm ((i LOVE penguin's various classy suits and coats)) verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm *can't trust EITHER of them right now* *it's more nerve-wracking than anything* skullstronaut 9:14 pm *trust noone, not even yourself* MedicalMurdersaurus 9:14 pm *trusts bob* *and bird* *and his parents* *his brothers are untrustworthy bastards* Wilyyy 9:14 pm *TRUSTS ALMOST EVERYONE* Swervester 9:15 pm ... [idly tosses treat at the friend pile to see who goes for it] NoodlesAtNight 9:15 pm [[...Clever, Ed. Clever.]] Wilyyy 9:15 pm *Well, He doesn't trust celery. Celery are cold, thick floss grasses that taste like sadness* skullstronaut 9:15 pm Ohhh. NoodlesAtNight 9:15 pm *NYOOM there's Bird like a friggin ROCKET* Wilyyy 9:15 pm *BUT TREATS ARE GOOD MedicalMurdersaurus 9:15 pm :V Wilyyy 9:15 pm *He goes for the treat, but...aw Swervester 9:16 pm Oh boy that's bad timing. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:16 pm Throw more Wilyyy 9:16 pm THROW MORE PLEASE NoodlesAtNight 9:16 pm *...But she brings this one back and breaks it in half for Swoop and Bob. So generous.* Wilyyy 9:16 pm !!! THANK YOU! *cronch* MedicalMurdersaurus 9:16 pm *takes the half, smiles, looks at it, and offers it to Bird* Swervester 9:16 pm [aw, she's nice. tosses some more] NoodlesAtNight 9:16 pm {{Nooooo. You e--}} *OFF AGAIN* Wilyyy 9:16 pm *CATCHES* verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm Excellent framing. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:17 pm ((Swerve is feeing them like pigeons)) Wilyyy 9:17 pm *And gives to Bird Swervester 9:17 pm //he is i'm laughing verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm Blalock can back up his alibi, though. Swervester 9:17 pm Yeah he can. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:18 pm ((Bruce, baby...)) NoodlesAtNight 9:18 pm *Rumble points at the screen.* //Frenzy talks like that sometimes.// Swervester 9:18 pm Why didn't he open his claim of innocence with "Bullock told me the payphone out there detonated the bomb" NoodlesAtNight 9:18 pm //...Me too.// Boomtank 9:18 pm Because he's stupid MedicalMurdersaurus 9:18 pm DINOBOTS unbreakable Agooddistraction858 9:18 pm My aft is unbreakable NoodlesAtNight 9:18 pm //Hope so, cuz your brain broke forever ago.// opatoes 9:18 pm Same, Wheels. Agooddistraction858 9:19 pm Shut up MedicalMurdersaurus 9:19 pm ((to be fair, if you are going to frame Jim, a crowbar doesn't seem like his weapon of choice)) Swervester 9:19 pm Oh. skullstronaut 9:20 pm *He's going to commend Nygma on this one* verdigrisprowl 9:20 pm Compare handwriting between the letters. Swervester 9:20 pm Was the anonymous tip sent by note the first time? I thought he called in NoodlesAtNight 9:20 pm [[It was.]] Swervester 9:20 pm And someone else filled the form verdigrisprowl 9:20 pm Hm. verdigrisprowl 9:21 pm Still—they can compare the signed note and tell it wasn't Pinkeye's handwriting. Swervester 9:21 pm Do they have other forms written by him to compare with? MedicalMurdersaurus 9:21 pm *tilts his head, he wasn't paying attention but now apparently something mushy happened????* NoodlesAtNight 9:21 pm [[Unless Nygma forged it. He is very meticulous and attentive.]] [[He has access to plenty of writing samples.]] verdigrisprowl 9:22 pm If he could forge it, he wouldn't have needed Pinkeye to sign it. Swervester 9:22 pm Oh verdigrisprowl 9:22 pm ... Good. Swervester 9:22 pm Are we supposed to be glad or upset he was arrested, because I'm not sure MedicalMurdersaurus 9:22 pm ((how is penguin going to marry him now? he's clean and gordon is dirty. sigh!)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:23 pm ((shhhh Barbara... shhhh... go into the light)) NoodlesAtNight 9:23 pm [[Signatures are harder than plain letters. They are written in flowing scripts. Stops and starts are more visible.]] verdigrisprowl 9:23 pm I don't care how we're supposed to be. I'm glad. NoodlesAtNight 9:23 pm *He knows this because he's tried.* MedicalMurdersaurus 9:24 pm *is bored now and plays bongos on Bob* verdigrisprowl 9:24 pm She deserves better, and so does the spawn. SCProwl 9:24 pm For once I agree with him. verdigrisprowl 9:24 pm He killed a man in secret in the dark. That should have been the moment you left him behind. He's not worth it. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:25 pm *gives Prowl a weird look* Killing no big deal skullstronaut 9:25 pm *doubt.jpg* NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm *Thinks Jim is being a coward, but also thinks Lee and their offspring should not be made to suffer. Is torn.* Swervester 9:25 pm [squints] verdigrisprowl 9:26 pm *gives Swoop a long, considering look.* MedicalMurdersaurus 9:26 pm *stares back* ((Jim's going to get fuckin MURDERED once he's in there)) verdigrisprowl 9:26 pm ... Killing someone who's on the ground not fighting back is boring and easy. People who do that aren't impressive. verdigrisprowl 9:27 pm *did he successfully translate that into dinobot language* MedicalMurdersaurus 9:27 pm *considers this point* Yah. verdigrisprowl 9:27 pm *nods. successful translation.* Swervester 9:27 pm [good job Prowl] NoodlesAtNight 9:27 pm ((this opening music/sequence combo always makes me want to cry and i never understand why)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:28 pm ((it's very gentle and resigned)) Wilyyy 9:28 pm *Bob is fine with being drums because Bob is nodding off to sleep* verdigrisprowl 9:28 pm ... He's not nearly beat up enough for a cop in prison. Swervester 9:28 pm Is prison food bad? I've never been tio prison NoodlesAtNight 9:28 pm [[It's vile.]] Swervester 9:29 pm It looks it Oh wow he's been there awhile. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:29 pm *notices Bob nodding off and wiggles around to lay flat, wings everywhere like a proper blanket* : > NoodlesAtNight 9:29 pm ((i guess that's why? i don't actually like feel bad for jim, i think he belongs there. but the repetition and the sound i guess)) verdigrisprowl 9:30 pm Ah. That's why. Swervester 9:30 pm Oh, I guess that's why he's not beat up MedicalMurdersaurus 9:30 pm ((he's about to have a lot less teeth)) verdigrisprowl 9:31 pm There goes that straight nose. NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm [[Rations were the lowest possible quality that still provided sufficient nutrition. It was not uncommon for mechs to develop buildup problems after some time.]] skullstronaut 9:31 pm How long do you think a few minutes? MedicalMurdersaurus 9:31 pm ((EWWW)) NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm //Hm. Ten minutes til he does the Hero thing 'n gets his aft beat.// NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm [[Oh dear.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:31 pm ((well you're gonna die)) Swervester 9:32 pm Oh. Hm. NoodlesAtNight 9:32 pm [[He supposes it was too much to hope that Loeb would leave well enough alone after his resignation.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:32 pm *is a toasty blanket* NoodlesAtNight 9:32 pm *Soundwave turns to look at Prowl's nose. Hmm.* NoodlesAtNight 9:33 pm @P: [[Is that what happened to Springer's?]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:33 pm ((does this man bang every woman who makes him food?)) verdigrisprowl 9:33 pm ((I WAS ABOUT TO SAY)) Swervester 9:33 pm /lmao NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm ((listen, for a good chicken soup.... /kidding)) Swervester 9:34 pm oH wow that was an awkward thing to say in front of people who clearly expect his money verdigrisprowl 9:34 pm @S «No. Conflicting reports say either it happened while sparring, or was accidentally self-inflicted.» SCProwl 9:34 pm Oh, this won't last. verdigrisprowl 9:34 pm There's a target on his back. NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm @P: [[...How in the pits does a mech break their own nose. Did he go mining for energon with his faceplate?]] Swervester 9:36 pm Did Penguin inherit his snazzy suits from him verdigrisprowl 9:36 pm @S «With the blunt side of a sword, swinging the wrong direction.» NoodlesAtNight 9:36 pm *Y'know that thing where Prowl covers his mouth so nobody can see him smiling or laughing? Soundwave is going to casually try that with both hands. It only sort of works.* NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm *The one that was on Prowl's hands is almost immediately replaced by a feeler.* verdigrisprowl 9:37 pm @S «For what it's worth, I think it was self-inflicted, but not an accident.» NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm *Oh no, that's even worse.* skullstronaut 9:37 pm *He's also dead* MedicalMurdersaurus 9:37 pm What "mint" mean? NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm [[...Poison?]] verdigrisprowl 9:37 pm *well, THAT'S not a surprising twist at all.* Swervester 9:38 pm Yeah about what I expected verdigrisprowl 9:38 pm Removing the medicine. Swervester 9:38 pm Swapping it with candy looked like SCProwl 9:38 pm *sighs, hates being right about this* verdigrisprowl 9:38 pm Replacing it with placebos. skullstronaut 9:38 pm I thought he was going to poison him. Would have been quicker. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:38 pm Placebo a funny word : > NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm [[Ahh. He wasn't sure what those were.]] Swervester 9:38 pm I assume so he dies before he can put Oswald in his will? opatoes 9:38 pm Soundwave- Soundwave, I spaced out for a klik, what'd I miss? MedicalMurdersaurus 9:38 pm pluh ceee bow verdigrisprowl 9:38 pm Probably. NoodlesAtNight 9:39 pm [[The Penguin's father's wife is replacing his medicine with placebos, presumably so he will die and leave her and her spawn everything.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:39 pm That a boring murder NoodlesAtNight 9:39 pm [[It's a clever murder.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:39 pm *rolls his optics* skullstronaut 9:39 pm But time consuming. NoodlesAtNight 9:40 pm [[If she lets it go on long enough, she will be able to give him a few proper pills near the end so that it looks as though he died despite his medication.]] [[....Oh.]] verdigrisprowl 9:40 pm ... Where did she put it? Swervester 9:40 pm Oh no MedicalMurdersaurus 9:40 pm ((omfg prowl)) Swervester 9:40 pm No, it's--no. verdigrisprowl 9:40 pm How do you lose an entire baby? They cry. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:40 pm Him Bob a baby : > NoodlesAtNight 9:40 pm [[No, no. It perished.]] verdigrisprowl 9:40 pm They're not THAT small— Oh. opatoes 9:40 pm Huh. I... I missed a lot! Wow. But thanks! skullstronaut 9:41 pm I'm sure they can make another one. NoodlesAtNight 9:41 pm [[He has heard the expression before in the multiverse. It is - there are many reasons why. He assumes the stress of her situation did something, as that was an earlier concern.]] NoodlesAtNight 9:42 pm [[He does not know /how,/ though.]] Swervester 9:42 pm Well, at least he was a clear victim and can't be blamed, I guess NoodlesAtNight 9:42 pm ((whoop forgot the flashing sorry)) verdigrisprowl 9:43 pm Considering that there's a week deadline to get him killed, I doubt it makes much of a difference. Swervester 9:43 pm Why doesn't he sleep with his wife? NoodlesAtNight 9:44 pm [[Because she does not love him.]] skullstronaut 9:44 pm Only his money. NoodlesAtNight 9:45 pm [[...That is kind of him.]] NoodlesAtNight 9:46 pm [[...This car-snatcher is in a wing with murderers?]] SCProwl 9:46 pm Ridiculous. skullstronaut 9:46 pm Could be lying. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:46 pm Car *grabby hands and grins* SNATCHER Swervester 9:47 pm Warden called it "General" population. verdigrisprowl 9:47 pm This prison seems poorly run. NoodlesAtNight 9:47 pm [[It seems /corrupt./]] *Pause.* [[And poorly run. Yes.]] skullstronaut 9:47 pm Very corrupt. Swervester 9:47 pm He did say old friends with Leob, are we surprised NoodlesAtNight 9:48 pm [[We are not.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:49 pm Mushy Swervester 9:49 pm //i feel like i know her SCProwl 9:49 pm ((mom or daughter? MedicalMurdersaurus 9:49 pm ((oh HONEY if you think Penguin is gonig ot fall for a GIRL you have another thing coming)) Swervester 9:49 pm //daughter lmao her voice at least is familiar. skullstronaut 9:50 pm ( oh god ) Agooddistraction858 9:50 pm [hnahaadhskjadhkas] [the way he slid out from under her???] Swervester 9:50 pm //lmfASO god he's so horrified Agooddistraction858 9:50 pm [omfg] verdigrisprowl 9:50 pm ((he's too gay for this)) Agooddistraction858 9:51 pm [should i try] SCProwl 9:51 pm ((i love that escape MedicalMurdersaurus 9:51 pm ((SHOULD I TRY <-- this dude knows what's up)) verdigrisprowl 9:51 pm (("should i try" YOU'D HAVE A BETTER SHOT)) SCProwl 9:51 pm ((he really wanted to try lbr verdigrisprowl 9:51 pm (("he's kinda cute, can i try")) Swervester 9:51 pm Hm. Is that cop on his side? NoodlesAtNight 9:51 pm [[Looks like it.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:52 pm Him suck at fighting opatoes 9:52 pm Wait, did Jim get a new partner- frag, I zoned out again ((adsxcvbm i just finished a conversation with my sibling and missed so much NoodlesAtNight 9:52 pm [[He suspects the Warden was hoping that would cause him to fight.]] opatoes 9:52 pm ... Man, I missed a lot. I guess I gotta sleep better! NoodlesAtNight 9:53 pm ((there's a decent kid in the prison genpop who looks up to Jim and has been defending him, the prisoners beat his ass to try to make him get mad)) *SITS UP* MedicalMurdersaurus 9:53 pm ((OOO not who I'd have expected)) verdigrisprowl 9:53 pm Oh right, he's still alive. skullstronaut 9:53 pm ( oof im gonna go nap but you guys have fun! ) NoodlesAtNight 9:53 pm ((night!)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:53 pm ((I told you. A good suit is coming any time he gets messed up.)) verdigrisprowl 9:53 pm ((plaids AND stripes? risky choice)) opatoes 9:53 pm Hey! I have a suit just like this. opatoes 9:54 pm Except cooler. ... Are those sleeves separate from the overcoat NoodlesAtNight 9:54 pm [[Butch will not be strong enough to hold the underworld if Falcone returns. Intriguing.]] *Sits up more.* [[Oh dear. His father...]] ((no they're just not finished sewn in yet)) opatoes 9:55 pm ((OH oh yeah I was about to be like "a huge fashion statement" Swervester 9:56 pm Isn't he allowed to not attend? Seems like he'd be allowed to stay in cell opatoes 9:57 pm ... NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm [[Even more dangerous. Most of the guards would be at the movie night. Easier to terminate someone with fewer witnesses, cell bars or not.]] verdigrisprowl 9:58 pm Unless he's alone in his cell with the door locked. Swervester 9:58 pm That's at I was thinking But I didn't consider the less witnesses MedicalMurdersaurus 9:58 pm *perks up from his spot as Bob's blanket at the sounds of CARTOONS* NoodlesAtNight 9:58 pm [[The doors do not have force fields. It is easy enough to move a projectile through them.]] opatoes 9:59 pm You eat them! Swervester 9:59 pm Charles is a bit slow MedicalMurdersaurus 9:59 pm ((.... ngl. She's mustache twirlingly evil but.... being a caretaker is hard and she did fake things well enough to make the old guy happy.... she probably does deserve more financial compensation for her time than a random person with only DNA in common.)) verdigrisprowl 10:00 pm ((the dad seems like a nice guy, he'd probably split his wealth rather than give it all to oswald)) NoodlesAtNight 10:00 pm ((and tbh in oswald's current state he'd likely be happy to split it with them even if his dad didn't)) verdigrisprowl 10:01 pm ((she wouldn't get ALL of it but she *would* get a buttload)) MedicalMurdersaurus 10:01 pm ((I'd assume so. I want to say people without a will default to giving half to their spouse and half to be split among their kids. So ... I mean that would seem fair imo)) Swervester 10:01 pm .... MedicalMurdersaurus 10:01 pm Dead Swervester 10:01 pm HE's awful unresponsive for someone getting stabbed. SCProwl 10:01 pm No. verdigrisprowl 10:01 pm ... Why did he just save his life? Swervester 10:01 pm I say that having been stabbed before. Oh. So that guy was on his side? Wait SCProwl 10:02 pm He was likely paid by Falcone. NoodlesAtNight 10:02 pm *Tiny applause. Simple but effective ploy.* Swervester 10:02 pm Oh Boomtank 10:02 pm ((shoulda kept the bag zipped MedicalMurdersaurus 10:02 pm ((now is NOT the time to do this)) Boomtank 10:02 pm ((just throw him in there NoodlesAtNight 10:02 pm [[Primus, he's the perfect Autobot. Gets rescued and puts himself back in pointless danger.]] Boomtank 10:03 pm ...I'd say you're wrong, but... Swervester 10:03 pm Hm opatoes 10:03 pm ... Is that what you think is the perfect Autobot? verdigrisprowl 10:03 pm ... Of course he's supposed to be there. He murdered someone without a trial. MedicalMurdersaurus 10:03 pm Kehhehhehheh NoodlesAtNight 10:03 pm [[Oh no. There are plenty of other traits. He just doesn't have time to list them all.]] Agooddistraction858 10:03 pm I've done it before Swervester 10:04 pm On the one hand I feel like that other cop at least trying to do the right thing on the other he WAS convincted and does deserve to be there so is it really the right thing Boomtank 10:04 pm ....mech the situations I could have avoided if I'd just ran for it Wilyyy 10:04 pm zzzZZZZZZZ MedicalMurdersaurus 10:04 pm *is the most blanket to blanket* Agooddistraction858 10:05 pm [nooooooooooo] Swervester 10:06 pm He doesn't look pleased about the change in will. verdigrisprowl 10:07 pm A proper autopsy will find the poison in his system and on the inside of the jug. Swervester 10:07 pm Sadly there won't be one. MedicalMurdersaurus 10:07 pm Autopsy means take apart dead people Swervester 10:07 pm There never is verdigrisprowl 10:07 pm This situation CLEARLY calls for a full autopsy. verdigrisprowl 10:08 pm ... And Penguin is friends with one of the police department's most zealous medical examiners. Swervester 10:08 pm Chances they won't bribe or arrange a corrupt autopsy are low. MedicalMurdersaurus 10:08 pm ((if he doesn't say "go to lee"....)) ((THANK GOD)) Swervester 10:08 pm True tho MedicalMurdersaurus 10:08 pm ((nooooooooo)) verdigrisprowl 10:08 pm What do you mean, "clear my name," you idiot! You're guilty of the crime you were convicted of! You were framed for a second one but you WERE guilty of the first one! Boomtank 10:08 pm -groaning into his hands- Jim. Jiiiim Swervester 10:08 pm Was he convicted of Galacan or Pinkney I forgot Swervester 10:09 pm Oh. Did they kill this kid NoodlesAtNight 10:09 pm [[Galavan.]] *Vents.* [[Happiness versus the truth, he supposes.]] Boomtank 10:09 pm -sighs- Swervester 10:09 pm ...this is why you don't still people from hispitals opatoes 10:09 pm He's dead, Jim Boomtank 10:09 pm This show is going to stress me out like this Swervester 10:09 pm //tyujygh NoodlesAtNight 10:10 pm *Rumble throws a snack at Smokescreen's head for that* ((endtime marker: 10:30)) SCProwl 10:10 pm I'm going to guess they'll find a way to clear Jim of all charges, including escaping prison. Boomtank 10:10 pm Probably Agooddistraction858 10:10 pm See ya. Don't think you're not getting smacked, Soundwave. It'll come to ya MedicalMurdersaurus 10:10 pm *could have got more blood guts and gore tonight, but it was passible* NoodlesAtNight 10:10 pm [[He's sure it won't.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 10:11 pm *drops his head down on Bob and starts to zzzzzzzzzzz himself* opatoes 10:11 pm /Smokescreen beeps when the snack hits his head, but picks it up once it's on the ground and eats it./ Thanks Rumble, old buddy! NoodlesAtNight 10:11 pm *Laserbeak motions to Rumble. Help her carry these two Autobot nerds outside so she can get them bridged, huh?* Wilyyy 10:11 pm *and so the friend pile is now a nap pile* NoodlesAtNight 10:11 pm //Uhhh, I ain't yer buddy - but sure, welcome.// Swervester 10:11 pm Need a hand? I gotta get going myself, might as well help take them out. NoodlesAtNight 10:12 pm {{Oh good, yes. You take other side. Bird gets middle.}} Swervester 10:12 pm Sure. opatoes 10:12 pm You gave me a snack. If that's not pal material, I don't know what is. Boomtank 10:12 pm Are you going to be okay carrying them? NoodlesAtNight 10:12 pm *Gleefully* {{You Blaster coming help too?}} Boomtank 10:13 pm Sure. Swervester 10:13 pm [suspicious squint at Laserbeak. They've just been conned into doing all the lifting haven't they] Boomtank 10:13 pm -has no idea what just happened, but okay, something to do- NoodlesAtNight 10:13 pm *You bet your ass.* {{Big bots soooo strong. Bird get out of way, supervising. Big bug, Dinobot too heavy for poor, delicate Bird.}} *She rolls to look cute and moves aside* NoodlesAtNight 10:14 pm *Never mind that she carted a helicopter around like it was nothing* opatoes 10:14 pm But if you say so! I'll probably have to head off soon, anyway. Thanks for the showing, Soundwave! Boomtank 10:14 pm -snorts- Swervester 10:14 pm [snorts but starts lifting pile] Sure not too delicate for all those snacks tho, are you? NoodlesAtNight 10:14 pm [[You're welcome, Smokescreen.]] SCProwl 10:14 pm *snorts in amusement at Laserbeak* Boomtank 10:14 pm -just going to try and help where he can- NoodlesAtNight 10:14 pm *She rounds on Swerve at that. For a split second there's the sound of her lasers powering up - but then she brightens and acts chipper again.* {{It not thaaaaat many.}} Swervester 10:15 pm Well, I *suppose* I can leave them here for you then. NoodlesAtNight 10:16 pm *Affected gasp of "surprise"* {{Reaaaally? Bar bot is good bot, very good. Bird thanks bar bot much~}} *Whistlechirp.* Swervester 10:17 pm [excellent, now he doesn't have to worry about Magnus being on his case for expired snacks when he's inevitably unable to pawn them off on customers] Sure thing. Boomtank 10:17 pm Hey, how hard of a sleeper do you think they are? NoodlesAtNight 10:17 pm {{Oh, him Swoop like dead thing.}} {{Him brothers roll on. It not waking him.}} Boomtank 10:17 pm ...that does explain a few things Swervester 10:17 pm Unsurprising. How far out the door? NoodlesAtNight 10:18 pm *She floats close to the door to give the outside world a critical eyeing. ... How far can she get these nerds to go?* {{...You walk them two two hundred feet. That safe distance.}} Swervester 10:19 pm [He's gonna look to Soundwave for confirmation] NoodlesAtNight 10:19 pm *Oh, Soundwave will nod. He won't spoil his precious Laserbeak's game.* Swervester 10:19 pm [he should have known better][ NoodlesAtNight 10:20 pm *It IS a safe distance. He just won't say that there's any shorter one that's also safe.* Boomtank 10:20 pm -doesn't believe a word of it, but it'll give him room to leave afterwards- Swervester 10:21 pm [He'll get Soundwave back later probably. but for now, 200 feet it is] NoodlesAtNight 10:21 pm *Soundwave will honestly be disappointed if Swerve doesn't try.* [[Thank you for your assistance, Blaster, Swerve. Have a good evening.]] Boomtank 10:22 pm Good night, Soundwave Swervester 10:22 pm You too! Have fun. Laserbeak lemme know which snacks end up being your favorite, we'll see if I can make more. [waves and heads out] Rumble too, if he wants any snacks. NoodlesAtNight 10:22 pm *She will tell him ALL about them as they go out. ... And now so will Rumble, who brightens almost as much as she does while hoisting up the feet end.* SCProwl 10:24 pm *will head out as well with pings to the people remaining in the room still* NoodlesAtNight 10:24 pm *Soundwave just shakes his head and huffs to himself as they're all going. Goodnight, SCProwl.* verdigrisprowl 10:26 pm *bob's gone. for the first time all night, loosens his death grip on soundwave's arm.* NoodlesAtNight 10:27 pm *Soundwave doesn't even wiggle it to bring sensation back into it. Why would he? There's not a whole lot of it to get back in the first place.*

*Instead, he shifts to face Prowl, one leg curled on the sofa and sticking out, the other foot planted on the floor.*

[[You made it.]] *He says nothing else, just watching and waiting to see if Prowl decides to say or request or maybe even scream something.* verdigrisprowl 10:28 pm *the longest exhale ever* *hold on. still sighing.* *stiiiill sighing.* verdigrisprowl 10:29 pm *okay. he's empty now.* NoodlesAtNight 10:30 pm *A nod. That's roughly as stressed as he thought Prowl might have gotten, yes.*

[[Is it of any help to you through your avatar if he makes it cooler in here?]] *Since Prowl might've been holding his vents, and all.* verdigrisprowl 10:31 pm ... I think I'd like to feel cold. *it's not quite the question Soundwave was aiming for, but it sounds appealing all the same.* NoodlesAtNight 10:32 pm *Soundwave mouth twists with a hint of confusion as he tries to puzzle out whether there's anything more to that statement than a yes.* NoodlesAtNight 10:33 pm *...If there is, he doesn't understand what it might be, so he'll go with what he has on hand right now.* [[Would you prefer to stay here and be cold or move somewhere else where it is cold?]] verdigrisprowl 10:34 pm If I'm going to be cold, I'd better leave and do it on my own, hadn't I? *he's not going to make Soundwave suffer.* NoodlesAtNight 10:35 pm [[He knew what he was asking when he asked it. You do not have to do that.]] verdigrisprowl 10:37 pm You don't have to be cold on my behalf. verdigrisprowl 10:38 pm *... hey. now's his chance.* *gets up and starts cleaning* NoodlesAtNight 10:39 pm [[He has several warming items, and he is sure Laserbeak and the twins would enjoy the opportunity to be cold as well. The three of them run particularly hot by nature. He would prefer to be cold for a short while than send you away on your own after tonight.]]

*Pause.* [[...Why are you cleaning?]] verdigrisprowl 10:40 pm Because you started cleaning at my movie night. *he's gonna be a helper goddammit* NoodlesAtNight 10:40 pm *Head tilt.* [[He doesn't follow.]] verdigrisprowl 10:42 pm ... I want to help you clean up after movie night. NoodlesAtNight 10:45 pm [[Oh! ... Even though it is not his night?]] verdigrisprowl 10:46 pm ... Not your night for what? NoodlesAtNight 10:47 pm [[For cleaning after movie night. He wasn't on the schedule for it.]] verdigrisprowl 10:47 pm ... Then I'm doing someone else a favor. *he's gonna Keep Cleaning.* NoodlesAtNight 10:49 pm *That's even more puzzling, but all right.* [[Chimera will be pleasantly surprised.]] *Well, he's not going to make Prowl do all of it alone. Time to get up and help. Maybe quietly lower the first floor's thermostat. Just a touch!* verdigrisprowl 10:49 pm *chimera is tiny, it's easier for prowl.* *... tiny but flexible. /probably/ easier for prowl.* NoodlesAtNight 10:51 pm [[...Do you happen to find this soothing? Buzzsaw is like that. He scrubs like a wild mech when infuriated - after he stops throwing his supplies around, that is.]] verdigrisprowl 10:51 pm Sometimes. *he's hoping he will tonight.* I would have helped clean anyway. NoodlesAtNight 10:54 pm [[...Sometimes he wonders if he throws them around so he'll HAVE something to scrub.]]

*Slowly putting chairs back.* [[He appreciates that.]] *...And now he's curious.* [[When he helps you at the library - do you mind that? Or is that interfering with - that is, do you need to do that after the crowds...?]] verdigrisprowl 10:55 pm I know where the chairs go and I know if any of the fuel needs to be moved in a particular way, but trash is trash and goes in the trash. NoodlesAtNight 10:57 pm [[No, no. To relax. Like this, tonight. You've told him before that you do not really like crowds, and your movie nights have had... ah. Strange incidents. Recently.]] verdigrisprowl 10:57 pm Oh. No. verdigrisprowl 10:58 pm It's a bit— *hold on, he's searching for a word.* ... annoying, that for ages you insisted I sit on a couch useless watching while you cleaned after your streams, but immediately started cleaning at mine. NoodlesAtNight 10:59 pm *Soundwave turns a couch onto its side with his feelers so he can have something to lean on while he considers that.* NoodlesAtNight 11:03 pm [[Hm. He is not in the habit of giving up control of certain things in or about his home. It is why he generally does not allow the others to help unless the mess is too tiresome to deal with alone. And with the library being a public space...]] *Folds his arms atop the couch.* [[But you /are/ still the host. And he expects the library would only come after you if he made a hash of it.]] *Drums his fingers. Thinking.* verdigrisprowl 11:03 pm Ah. verdigrisprowl 11:04 pm *well that's that explained, then.* NoodlesAtNight 11:04 pm [[...He is sorry. It should still be your right to decide how the room you are temporarily responsible for is handled.]] *That is his decision. He nods and stands up again.* verdigrisprowl 11:08 pm *nods* Just let me bridge the couches and check with me before moving the fuels, some of Mixmaster's brews are temperamental. NoodlesAtNight 11:09 pm [[He also assumed you would appreciate it because of Jazz's invitation and the nature of musical gigs. A surprise, of sorts. But perhaps that should more correctly fall under the umbrella of his older, worse habits? Activities performed for your perceived benefit without asking... Hm. He will think about that.]] *He flips the couch right side up again and keeps working.* [[Are they safe, by the way? He has thought about testing them, but-- well.]] verdigrisprowl 11:11 pm I'd appreciate asking before assuming, in the future. Mixmaster's brews? *Prowl makes a so-so gesture.* I'd sip. NoodlesAtNight 11:12 pm *Seems he was right about that. All right, better to ask about how to go about a good intention than to guess and step on a potential land mine. He can go along with that. He'll nod to it.*

[[Only sip? Unpleasant to drink at length, then? Or too powerful?]] verdigrisprowl 11:13 pm Too unknown. NoodlesAtNight 11:13 pm [[...Excuse him for saying so, but that /is/ somewhat alarming.]] NoodlesAtNight 11:14 pm [[Does he expect you to report back the results of the guests' ingestion of them...?]] verdigrisprowl 11:14 pm He doesn't send /inherently/ dangerous stuff. But I'd still sip. NoodlesAtNight 11:17 pm [[Ah. So noted. And mildly disappointing.]] *Inspects a cracked floor panel where Swoop and the others were piled up. Probably just wear and tear; those three aren't heavy enough to do that just by laying on it. They'll have to replace that one tomorrow.* [[It is difficult to make plans concerning experiments with tipsiness when one does not make a habit of drinking one's own product.]] verdigrisprowl 11:18 pm Generally the only question he asks when I get back is "which ones did they like". NoodlesAtNight 11:19 pm [[Oh, no. Not Mixmaster's. His own.]] *Half-sparked wave at the bar.* [[But that is less investigative than he would have expected. Odd.]] verdigrisprowl 11:19 pm Oh. verdigrisprowl 11:20 pm ... Would you like help experimenting with tipsiness? NoodlesAtNight 11:21 pm [[...If you are offering, considering you would potentially be involved at a later stage if he identified a tolerable level and method of reaching it.]] verdigrisprowl 11:23 pm I /am/ offering. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe I have more experience with it than you? NoodlesAtNight 11:26 pm [[He has no reason to correct you. His interest is entirely your doing. You have placed before him something he personally knows nothing about, and that simply will not do. The curiosity has been eating him alive for months.]] *Taps a finger to his lips and frowns slightly, then shakes his head and sits down.* [[That, and what it would feel like to experience even half of what you do, but he is still waiting on those holomatter additions, so there is no use getting fired up about /that/ business yet.]] verdigrisprowl 11:27 pm ... Have you never been drunk, or...? *he remembers that story about drunkenly singing along at a symphony, but never saw a confirmation as to whether it was true or not.* NoodlesAtNight 11:28 pm [[Oh, he has been a /few/ times. Mostly against his will. It generally hasn't done much for his reputation. You /did/ see the symphony story...?]] verdigrisprowl 11:28 pm So that /was/ the true one. NoodlesAtNight 11:30 pm [[Of course it was. He gave incorrect numbers. The other one was a /blatant/ lie.]] *Folding his hands over his abdomen and smiling like a shark at a fish buffet* [[He slaughtered the minicon trader himself.]] verdigrisprowl 11:31 pm "Of course," you say, like you couldn't have changed it from a symphony to an opera and then later crowed about how that one was obviously false. verdigrisprowl 11:32 pm *he's wise to your games* NoodlesAtNight 11:34 pm *An even bigger smile now. He's either about to start silently belly laughing or eat someone's whole face in one bite. /Probably/ the first one.* [[You are quite the fast learner.]] verdigrisprowl 11:35 pm Just trying to keep up. NoodlesAtNight 11:35 pm [[If a little bitter about the Hydrax Trax answer, he thinks.]] *And there it is. Shaking.* verdigrisprowl 11:36 pm *he'll just watch. and try not to smile too much.* ... A little. NoodlesAtNight 11:38 pm [[Take it as a compliment.]] *Motions for Prowl to come sit with him. On him? On him. A lap tap. * [[The only way he can stop you catching up to him is to play dirty tricks - and one day, even those may not be enough.]] *Thought in the most admiring tones, not in overly concerned ones.* verdigrisprowl 11:39 pm If YOU run out of new dirty tricks to use on me, I'll officially be the most savvy cop Cybertron has ever seen. *he's taking that lap sit* NoodlesAtNight 11:48 pm [[Flatterer.]] *Settles his hands on Prowl's lower back. He sends that keysmash of a serious/humor mark and immediately follows it with this quiet thought:* [[He will have to stay in top form, then. What kind of amica would he be if he did not help you achieve that status?]] *Soundwave offers the opportunity for a nuzzle.* verdigrisprowl 11:49 pm I try. *he really IS trying. you wouldn't believe the calculations that went into that one sentence. he thinks it went well.* Well, not that I want to /encourage/ you to continue with the dirty tricks, but... *leans in for that nuzzle, and wraps his arms over Soundwave's shoulders*

NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm [[Agreed.]] *Both Prowls.* opatoes 8:11 pm Wheels, you in a fighting mood? MedicalMurdersaurus 8:11 pm *hears the ruckus on screen and is immediately into it* !! Swervester 8:11 pm Wait isn't he former army NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm //Whoo! Two shanix on the butler.// Wilyyy 8:11 pm HE DID A HIT. NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm //Yeah! He's former military type.// MedicalMurdersaurus 8:11 pm *bounces* YAH SCProwl 8:11 pm *sits forward with interest* Boomtank 8:12 pm Oh Wilyyy 8:12 pm THE CARETAKER HAS TOLD ME THAT YOU SHOULD GIVE WHAT YOU GET WHEN SOMEONE IS BEING MEAN LIKE THAT oO Oo Swervester 8:12 pm So does that put him at advantage or does the dirty fighter have advantage? Agooddistraction858 8:12 pm Smokey, I'm always in a fighting mood opatoes 8:12 pm You know? That's a mood. You wanna spar with me later? skullstronaut 8:12 pm But who's to say if he does win that the others won't turn on them anyway. Agooddistraction858 8:12 pm I'm so down opatoes 8:12 pm Frag yeah! MedicalMurdersaurus 8:12 pm Us Dinobots built for outlast! Me Swoop built for ENDURANCE! :v NoodlesAtNight 8:13 pm *Smart butler. Soundwave nods approval.*

*Instead, he shifts to face Prowl, one leg curled on the sofa and sticking out, the other foot planted on the floor.*

*Oh, yes he would. He knows how difficult it is for Prowl to give even semi-hidden compliments like that. He cherishes every single one, and has the collection of soundbites stored in an extra safe location.*

*He'll turn his side of it into a proper embrace instead of a lazy back touch. This Prowl is his. He will keep this Prowl safe and supported and soothed and strong. His arms are meant to be shields, and not just for his own protection.*

[[If he may ask, how are you doing now?]]

*A truthful answer, please. He wants to know what he can still do to help.* Today verdigrisprowl 12:01 am Pff. I suppose you do, don't you.

*......... oh right there was a bug here earlier.* ... Better. *and it's still true, even if the reminder that it was here has tugged him back down a bit.* Thanks. NoodlesAtNight 12:05 am [[From the moment he was forged.]]

*He can tell the tug down exists because of the delay in answering, and is sorry for that, but... he doesn't want Prowl to have to pretend things are one hundred percent all right either, if they're not.*

NoodlesAtNight 11:35 pm [[If a little bitter about the Hydrax Trax answer, he thinks.]] *And there it is. Shaking.* verdigrisprowl 11:36 pm *he'll just watch. and try not to smile too much.* ... A little. NoodlesAtNight 11:38 pm [[Take it as a compliment.]] *Motions for Prowl to come sit with him. On him? On him. A lap tap. * [[The only way he can stop you catching up to him is to play dirty tricks - and one day, even those may not be enough.]] *Thought in the most admiring tones, not in overly concerned ones.* verdigrisprowl 11:39 pm If YOU run out of new dirty tricks to use on me, I'll officially be the most savvy cop Cybertron has ever seen. *he's taking that lap sit* NoodlesAtNight 11:48 pm [[Flatterer.]] *Settles his hands on Prowl's lower back. He sends that keysmash of a serious/humor mark and immediately follows it with this quiet thought:* [[He will have to stay in top form, then. What kind of amica would he be if he did not help you achieve that status?]] *Soundwave offers the opportunity for a nuzzle.* verdigrisprowl 11:49 pm I try. *he really IS trying. you wouldn't believe the calculations that went into that one sentence. he thinks it went well.* Well, not that I want to /encourage/ you to continue with the dirty tricks, but... *leans in for that nuzzle, and wraps his arms over Soundwave's shoulders* NoodlesAtNight 11:58 pm [[You do not need to encourage him. He encourages himself quite well.]]

[[If he may ask, how are you doing now?]]

*A truthful answer, please. He wants to know what he can still do to help.* Today verdigrisprowl 12:01 am Pff. I suppose you do, don't you.

[[You're welcome. What would you like to do now?]] *Because he is still fully prepared to chug antifreeze and wander through a snowbank if need be.* verdigrisprowl 12:07 am More than anything else right now? Sleep. *a couple hours straight of sustained tension will do that to you.* NoodlesAtNight 12:07 am [[Here,]] *Couch pat with feeler to indicate that's what he means by that* [[somewhere else, alone, with the Constructicons?]] verdigrisprowl 12:08 am Upstairs. Unless you'd rather go to your apartment? NoodlesAtNight 12:09 am [[Upstairs is fine. No sense traveling elsewhere if you are tired. Inefficient. Shall he carry you up?]] verdigrisprowl 12:10 am Yes. *wraps his arms more securely around Soundwave and pulls his legs in for easier carrying.* NoodlesAtNight 12:12 am *Soundwave nods, gives Prowl's crest a small kiss, and scoops him up. He'll make his way upstairs with them slowly and smoothly, then pull Prowl in for as much or as little a spoon as he wants and can handle. Protective sleep mode.*

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