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verdantglow · 1 month

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ooooh okokokok

Grimdark griann and horror terror watcher/listeners sounds SO SICK

Also i hope you know i genuinely laughed when you said he mightve fished it up. And then i was like "Do Trolls fish? Would that be considered an act of aggression against the top two castes?" and then i decided it would be really fucking funny if Griann was fishing and then Scar swam over, and either purposefully or not, got caught on Grianns line, so our beloved candy blood man fishes up his beloved moirail. I imagine it has happened on multiple occasions.

I am so excited you said that because i personally love Cub and Convex so much, they mean so much to me. Also Iskall!! I love that man!!! And Doc would be such a fun addition to the cast (I personally imagine him as an indigo blood because.... well. sometimes he reminds me of Equius. And despite my hatred for Equius i say this in the most affectionate way if that makes sense) (I dont hate Doc hes such a silly guy)

Dont feel too much pressure about the ships! I can't speak on behalf of anyone else but i know i personally am happy to wait to see them whenever youre ready to put them out, although i AM excited to see who.

I think word of mouth spreading also works really well, although I am genuinely so interested in how exactly it got up to Scar in the first place. As in like what is the lineage from Griann to Scar. I feel like I'd need to know the other blood castes of the cast, and also how closely you're sticking to troll society canon in the way that generally high and low bloods dont mesh too often.

Also, if you have decided it. Im very interested in learning who/what everyones lusus is? If you even just have a combination of animals for a few.

I'm assuming you welcome fanart, but if we slightly change designs/make our own designs (for trolls whose designs haven't made their appearance yet), is that ok?

Oh man, I think Griann definitely has to fish now & yes, he 110% fishes Scar up on multiple occasions. Actually, fuck it, that might be how they meet. In fact… while they knew each other to the extent of being vaguely recognized usernames on the VLARP forums earlier, they actually met in person when Scar got tangled up in one of Griann’s (illegal) fishing nets. Griann had been preparing himself for a fight or flight kinda situation when he noticed a violet blood in his nets, but that proved rather unnecessary. Scar, while he gave Griann some crap about how his nets ought to be more visible, was much more interested in chatting than actually in any way making Griann pay for the slight. This became A Thing, Scar occasionally getting caught up in the nets, though it was never really clear how often this was an accident or not. When Griann was looking for people for 3rd Life, he happened to mention it to Scar, who demanded he be allowed to play. Now, at this point, Scar was really just ‘that odd violet blood who can’t avoid nets & talks a lot & thank fuck doesn’t want me culled’ to Griann. However, when Griann recognized his username from around the community, he figured he’d give Scar a chance.

(There is definitely some angst in here somewhere about how Griann didn’t see Scar for multiple perigees after 3rd Life & how despite their moirallegence during the game, Griann came to doubt whether Scar still wanted anything to do with him after the blood bath in the cactus ring…)

Interesting to think of Doc as an indigo blood! Though I am tempted to make him a low blood with no psychic powers…. Hm… I’ll have to give this more thought… (Okay adding this last minute before posting, but gold blood Doc whose lusus is a swarm of bees that help run all his tech. You know. The Hivemind.)

Okay, so lusii. Here’s who I’ve got figured out from my list:

- Scar: some sort of mercat? Like a purrbeast, but aquatic. A murrbeast if you will.

- Lizzie: Gl’bgloyb, ‘cause she’s every fuchsia’s lusus

- Jimmie: canary. It just has to a canary. Tiny fragile bird that Jimmie’s constantly desperately trying to keep alive.

- Tangoh: a warden. Don’t ask me how wardens got on Alternia, but they are definitely a thing there in this AU. Other trolls (especially low bloods who don’t know him) are terrified of Pancakes, but Tangoh mostly regards him with fond exasperation as he needs a lot of looking after.

- Wrehnn: dog/woofbeast, think German Shepard

- Gem: A deer, but if deer were terrifying predators. It looks like a deer for the most part & people tend to underestimate Gem when she shows up on a skittery prey animal. That is, until her lusus opens her mouth & they see the impossible number of teeth she has.

- Bedubs: a horse of some kind, for sure. Maybe a unicorn, who are seen as fearsome beasts on Alternia. After all, what’s more hardcore than having a single, sharp horn for goring on your forehead?

- Pearle: owl-wolf. Like a wolf that’s got giant eyes & owl wings.

- Mummbo: giant moth

- Eethos: arctic fox with moose antlers

- Skizzl: Irish Wolfhound

- Martyn: snow creeper named Colin

- Joel: honey badger named Jeremy

- Cleaoh: Snow leopard

- Bigbee: a frog the size of a pit bull

- Impuls: ground pangolin. Can’t explain this really, but both my fiancé & I came to this independently. So uh I guess Impuls(e) is pangolin coded??? (Something about burrowing, something about being cute as fuck but razor sharp, something about looking like they want to ask you to a middle school dance.)

- Scohtt: sea otter

- Griann: chicken. Might even actually be a Minecraft chicken, not sure how committed to that bit I am.

Whoops totally just got absorbed in this & figured out all the lusii lol. But this was so much fun, my fiancé & I have been researching animals & YouTubers for the last like hour or so & now my search history is all stuff like “weird big cat” & “animals that are cute & friendly but also could definitely kill you.”

I’m sticking to the separation between castes pretty loosely, mostly because (spoiler) a lot of the out of game plot revolves around rebellion against The Condesce. So it would make sense that trolls who want to overthrow the status quo would be less bound by social norms. Every group pretty much has at least a blue blood or higher in it, & at least one low blood. Not necessarily because I planned that, it’s just sorta how things shook out.

For fanart, yes, omg I welcome it so much! If you want to tweak designs a bit or make up a design, that’s cool. (Though also, if you want in AU references for anyone, I’m always happy to throw together a rough reference sheet! Might take me a day or so, depending on spoon levels, but I’d be delighted to have a reason to draw any of the many trolls I haven’t yet!)

#trafficstuck #trafficblr #verdant answers #verdant rambles #hermitstuck

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mysteriouslybluepirate · 1 year

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Watching Con O'Neill's old stuff cause it's fun. Day #?- Ordinary lies-EPISODE 1

I am going, to be honest. I don't know how to tag this without 'ruining it' look up the warnings on your own? Tell me below in the comments those of you who have seen this how you would tag warnings for this. Just take this meme and go googling.

UPDATED CON RANKINGS DOWN BELOW! Also, for anyone who doesn't know, I finally have a tag for this series! It's easy to find now!

As always thanks to @ivegotnonameidea for the love

Some people I follow who I think have seen this and I'd love their opinions @cliffcostello @gydima @dianetastesmetal @mossiestpiglet(if you haven't seen this, just ignore me. Or go read the warnings and watch it?)

Thoughts below, I'd love to hear yours.

(IS IT BETTER TO KNOW OR NEVER HAVE KNOWN)

SPOILERS FROM HERE ON OUT BABES! ITS A WILD RIDE! For me this is almost as emotional as Joe Meek from Telstar. So....YEAH.

Con being the first name in the credits?

DAD ROCK CON!

AHHH, smiling. A sign of more to come

OHH! Cringe boss/coworker Con! I love it. I've seen a gif of this speech out of context and thought he'd be an ass.

What job is he doing?

JOE! That name has no Con O'Neill associations.

"I don't assemble teams based on the basis of who might fuck eachother" JOE I LOVE YOU

I know that head of hair! Hey Joel Fry!

As someone who worked at a warehouse, they've got the energy down. "I will just, leave them here, for you" Yeah, real.

DONT WALK BACKWARDS IN A WARHOUSE

WHAT THE FUCK!

(As someone who has dropped a boxed up sewing machine on my head from about that height, the boy's going to need help. If he suddenly becomes 'crazy' ill be a bit peeved.)

Also, most pallets for warehouses are stacked bottom heavy. We don't know the freight they ship, but still. The only reason heavy stock was on top is if the whole pallet was heavy. (I get that they had to drop empty boxes on Con for ~Safety~ but they could have edited snappier)

Headache? Do you know what helps? GOING TO THE HOSPITAL WHEN YOU HAVE AFFORDABLE HEALTHCARE!

I'm calling it. The wife is cheating on him. Joe's not allowed to be happy.

AHHH! They won't let him drive! Love it.

I LOVE HIS JACKET!

This over-the-bed shot was necessary, and I love it

Oh, look at him. Community leader.

So he's insecure, has a shaky relationship with his family, and is semi-committed to work? LOVE IT

No Joe, partners don't snoop at their partner's phones.

NO, CHEATING WOULDN'T BE GOOD HERE?!?!

Also, that fucking look Joe gave him. love it.

GOD CAN PEOPLE JUST FUCKING TALK?

If he cheats in retaliation, this will start a circle of cheating and bullshit. Speaking from life, don't put your kids through that.

Actually, this is the most realistic portrayal of warehouse managers. Especially ignoring basic safety rules for a laugh. The only thing they messed up on was doing it in front of the cameras. Managers know better.

BRO

DON'T PUT CAMERAS IN YOUR OWN HOME

I know Joel is a superhero which just makes this scene fun.

As paranoid as I am with my space, I like to think I'd notice.

EXACTLY TECH GUY. Trust is mandatory. Wait, don't threaten physical harm, that's a bit much

He's trying to be fun, but god. OH HIS YODA IS SO FUN

Going to a bar with coworkers sounds awful

I hope my life pushes me to follow the narrative as hard as it's convincing Joe that his wife is cheating on him.

Maybe don't fuck your coworkers?

BRO DOING THE WEIRD STALKER THINGS AFTER WORK?

Joe is going to a meeting, at least he's proactive.

NOT AT WORK? THE FUCK.

GAY? Gay cheating or do they just have long hair?

Yeah, he's having a good day. 10/10

Why is the PA at his desk? What the fuck? Even if he wasn't paranoid, it's still wrong if he's upper management.

(Smoke alarm scene) Oh joy, the cards come crumbling. Also, I don't know when this was published, but they definitely had small enough cameras to fit inside a working smoke alarm.

SHE DOESN'T TRUST HIM TO TALK THIS OUT? At least entertain the thought that your teenager is smoking?

Ohh he's quizzing her to see if she's cheating, bro don't look too suspicious.

BRO IF YOU'RE UNHAPPY ENOUGH TO CHEAT JUST FUCKING TALK ABOUT GETTING A DIVORCE!

I love this adventure outfit.

What did he expect? They don't supply the mountain with 4g

Aww he's in recovery, it'd be a shame if, over the course of this episode, he slipped up :|

'Good Time Joe' :( (also, this is just going to make me sad, huh)

Good for him. But not including his wife/kids is kind of saying a lot.

That looks like a nice sleeping bag!

Oh shit, that's a walk. Good thing you didn't tell anyone where you were going. :\ he's asking to get murdered

Yeah, babe. This is creepy. Please evaluate your actions.

Yeah, this scene is sweet.

BRO DON'T ACT LIKE THIS SUDDEN EVASION OF PRIVACY

Wait, did he accidentally out his kid's relationship? Is that what I'm supposed to gather from this?

WHY IS HE CASUALLY FLICKERING A LIGHTER?

Also, if this is something 'serious' please tell me this wasn't the era when weed was the worst tv would do

I feel like this talk would be easier if you didn't make eye contact

INSTALLING THE CAMERAS GAVE HIM TOO MUCH FUCKING INFO. God, that's funny as fuck.

She needs to stop fucking new employees, it's an HR issue

This whole meet-up scene is nice

IT IS BETTER TO HAVE NEVER FOUND OUT BABE. Life is a mystery and being able to find out is an issue. In fact, you can stop whenever you want. Like, now?

Teenage daughter is drinking, calling it now.

OH SHIT, THE WIFE?

Okay, maybe the two women are just really close friends.

SHE GRABBED HER FACE, THAT'S CODE FOR FUCKING

Also, even I don't know that I'd keep alcohol in the house if Joe is known to drink instead of reaching out for help. Obviously, everyone has different limits, but eh. Feels courteous at least.

Joe is not having a good time. If I need to pause for embarrassment reasons, I'll say.

OH SHIT JOE. THAT'S NOT GOOD.

"It's not porn" If you think your wife is fucking someone, and you caught it on camera, that's porn.

Look, say what you will. But it looks like she cares as his boss/equal.

He's not himself cause he's scared.

"How would you rate that assessment?" "6/10" BRO

Just tell her. About the cheating at least.

See, Joe is just coming to this realization. This is the healthiest mindset to respect people's boundaries.

No, you don't have a right to know everything. AHHH HE LOOKED AT THE CAMERA OMG THAT WAS SO GOOD.

YES! IT'S A NEW ADDICTION GOD THAT'S SO SMART! AHHHHH

Good! Look at him apologizing. An Adult.

Also, their business is heavily dependent on people's excess income. As hard as he can try, he's fucked living with the economy as his ruler. Sad honestly.

I haven't mentioned that he's spying in the bathroom now instead of the desk, but god is that unhygienic.

You know what, I have some hope for him.

IS THAT A GUY? Threesome? Foursome? Wait, what pamphlet? Are they close to scoping him out?

ITS DANGEROUS BULLSHIT TIME

It's probably just her coworkers, right? This is all an innocent mistake?

OH HE'S TAILING THEM! That is so BALLSEY!

How the fuck is he going to explain himself if they catch him?

OH SHE CATCHES PREDATORS! OH MY GOD!

ICON

FUCKING HERO

HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!!!! OH GOD

What? What am I missing? Oh SHIT.

OH SHIT.

GOD HE'S A GOOD FUCKING DAD. LOOK HE'S SO FUCKING GOOD GOD!

AHHHHHHHH

Look as shitty as it is, he has a point.

Violence won't do shit, and neither will entrapment.

OH FUCK

OH SHIT

OH MY GOD

NOOOOOOO

GOD FUCKING DAMN IT

WHAT???!?!?1?!?!??!?!?!?!?!

GOD AT LEAST HE HAS PROOF!?!?!?!?!? JESUS FUCKING CHRIST

Jesus. Just get a divorce.

OH SHE DID ACTUALLY CHEAT

HE DIDN'T EVEN GET PROOF! DID SHE ACCIDENTLY LET SOMETHING SLIP?

Okay, Jesus, get a divorce.

FUCK.

No, let her do this, hit him.

How the fuck does he not know what statutory rape is in this instance? This is a really fucking good episode but Jesus Christ, that fucking neggs me.

ME FUCKING TOO JOE. WAIT THATS BOOZE. NO

FUUUUUCCKKK

At least he immediately went to go see someone in his support system (his daughter) after relapsing.

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CON: FUCKING 10/10. I don't even know where to begin. I am so fucking happy I wasn't spoiled for shit besides his opening speech and seeing gifs of his chest. He plays Joe as a raw, damaged individual who just wants to protect himself and his family. I have entire fucking essays I want to write on his performance.

What Joe needs is a support group. I know he's in other episodes, and the entire point of this show is that people live Ordinary Lives, but just knowing how bad he's struggling, it seems cruel to me. Real in a way I want media to clean up nicely with a bow. He's reaching a new low in his life, and fuck! If yall tell me other episodes have more prominent Joe scenes, I will absolutely watch it.

Yes, I've seen "Let me buy you a drink! Tier Five Friday, whoo whoo?" and a few other clips of Joe and Joel Fry's character. AND ITS SAD, regardless of how funny it is. I'm so fucking weak for this depressed man.

It just hurts cause I know he can work to be happier.

If he thinks she's willing to cheat, he doesn't trust their relationship to hold.

But with how he feels like he's failed them as a protector, losing them could fucking break them more. As I mentioned sports supplies are an excess funds type product. Imagine if all of this shit was going on, AND a recession hits, and his position at work was threatened? I was laid off from my warehouse job THREE MONTHS before peak just because profits were low. Joe having a record of assaulting staff and unsafe workmanship on the floor could be enough to lose his job if things get tight.

I want to give this man a fucking happy ending, a partner who he can trust and have these discussions with, and a better fucking support system.

I know my 'as I watch' summary seems disjointed but my original one without editing was too long for Tumblr. It included me just fucking hitting my keyboard. LOTS OF FUCCKKKKKS. Etc, you get my point. I want to rewatch this to see all the nuances with full context, and also never think about this again cause I will explode it's so fucking good.

For Joe's final thoughts, who's better to give final words than Con himself?

"I feel for him. I wouldn't do what he does – but I understand why he does it."

Characters besides Con: 9/10. A few small things bugged me. But eh. They are people as Joe sees them. I'm sure if I watched other episodes these people would be more fleshed out.

Story 9/10: I love that this was a mystery drama in the truest sense of the word. We were meant to solve things along with Joe until the rug was pulled from under us. WE WERE THE OBSERVING EYES BUT WE WEREN'T ALL-KNOWING. The audience wasn't God. We went from thinking he was weird to even considering this, but Jesus. He caught his son doing one of the fucking worst things he could have possibly done.

Again, I know fuck ups exist in every goddamn family. But the son is old enough to have been aware of what happened to his sister when it happened. The son knew exactly what happened to his sister and still did what he did. Again, it's real, but it just feels like so much shit stacked on top of Joe's shoulders at the last fucking second to make him break. I feel for the Mom and Daughter but they were kind of side stories here we barely got to see.

Everything unravels from the audience at first thinking Joe is weird, to OH MY GOD?!??!?! Is a delight. If a mystery is served to us like this, I will eat it the fuck up.

Overall: 10/10. I fucking love this hour of television. We got so many scenes of Joe just slightly breaking down as everyone around him wouldn't just be honest with him. He had to break down in the last ten minutes, and we the audience had no clue just how shitty the situation was. If you want me to watch more, don't be afraid to fully spoil the cool stuff down below. If I didn't care more about keeping a 'scale' this would be a 11/10+.

Again, everyone in S is essentially interchangeable.

I will add his bit roles if needs be. Or if I'm bored! (Update-2/23/2023 to include recent bit roles)

As always, have a good day. Or night. I'm writing this at 1 in the morning so hopefully, it's understandable. Please throw up words below, it always makes my day!

#Con's Conography #con oneill #con o'niell #ordinary lies #Joe Brierley

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visionthefox · 29 days

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Based on the most recent episodes I had a little bit of a rant and I was wondering what people thought, but I do not like how much of a doormat Sun is treated as by others, it has gotten better for him in that New Moon is nicer to him, includes him in more things, and listens more, even apologizes to him, Lunar is also nicer and starting to become more mature, Earth from the start was considerate and respectful of him for the most part, but that's about it, Moon often says Sun is smart but he rarely gets the chance to apply it, he had so much magical potential that he blew a massive crater in the ground without thinking but that was never realized, and he mastered star power by himself to the point he blasted old Eclipse with the Star through the portal and put new Bloodmoon on the back foot when cornered and yet nobody really bats an eye at that, he's often the butt of a joke with Monty and Puppet, the other glamrocks don't care even when they remember he exists, not even new Bloodmoon feared him despite being killed by him until Sun zapped him in the face, and then we have people like Eclipse, the Creator, and others constantly calling him stupid or "the dumb one", and this came to a head when Eclipse came to Sun's home and just barged in, insulting him, making fun of him and his grief of Solar, treating him as a joke and not listening to him, shrugging off everything Sun said, he just broke in and took whatever he wanted from where Solar died rather than explaining himself and had fun pushing Sun around in his own home while he was at it, Eclipse has bitten the bullet and listened to the others, like Moon telling him to not kill Ruin and Eclipse actually listening, or Eclipse hearing out Earth's explanation for her feelings surrounding Ruin and Solar, he might even be scared of Lunar because Lunar electrocuted him into oblivion, and yet when it comes to Sun he still treats him as the worm beneath his boot, to be pulled apart and bullied for a good laugh, nevermind the Creator who's always been terrible but who is even more flamboyant and blasé about it than before, and he loves constantly reminding everyone he thinks Sun is stupid and worthless, it's frustrating that even when Sun shows his anger and makes his boundaries clear, tells people no, many just do not respect him enough to listen or care, they just do whatever they're going to do anyways, or in the case of their enemies they think he's a non-factor, a joke, not a threat to take seriously even though Sun is smart and has star power and used to have magic, considering everything Sun's faced, put up with, and survived(he hasn't died!...Yet), he more than deserves the respect and to be taken seriously, at least that's my take

for the most part I do agree- I feel like .. and ok. I love Solar- dont get me wrong- I love that dude so much-- but something I need to agree even when I hate it- is that he took Sun's spot light from the show..

when he and Moon talked to create something to kill Eclipse, Moon had promised to keep Sun with him. let him in with any plan and never left him aside like old Moon did.. yet he clearly put Solar first rather than his own so called brother?

look.. Sun has A LOT of potential- he has changed so much yet.. as you said- is just the joke .. sure his family listen. but- do they Respect him? like the do with Moon?

Earth I bet she loves him, Lunar? is complicated- Lunar never said sorry from comparing Sun to Eclipse- much less now from being a hypocrite over the "killing Eclipse is the best option" - much less for putting his own trauma as a factor when Sun was the FIRST Victim- YET- was mature enough to put emotions aside from the better ..

Lunar cares for Sun.. but does he think he's capable? or he is just still that scary cat he got used to see back in november?

Moon only let Sun joing in way too late-- because he must think Sun IS stupid, in some level-

Sun is FAR from stupid- he is no tech smart yet because old moon never allowed him to learn- and he is insecure about his own inteligence- yet time and time again he had prove to be smarter than anyone else.

he is- as you said- STRONGER- he has magic.. why does he never used it again? did they forgot about it? is Lunar now the ONLY one allowed to use his magic? we know Moon gain his powers back but he refuse to use it (also never saw the ep- I know is there)

BloodMoon? we know those two arent the most smart ones. thet ARE smart- but often driven by pure emotions.. only after getting hit badly they do act more cautions.. specially now the work for Stitch.. and he did beat them up too.. BloodMoon is a whole can that needs its own post- I DO agree the twins should have learned.. but eh

with Eclipse.. is complicated- as I dont think Sun meant any of what he said- he was in the stage of anger when Eclipse showed up. is easy to put the blame on someone you dont like.. even when- that person did warned you..

Eclipse is an asshole. a sassy bastard- you make a point. he does listen to Moon in not killing ruin. but doesnt listen to Sun when walking in the house..

yet.. with Moon? he does insult him a bit- called him pathetic and such.. with Sun? the most he does is slight tease.. I dont recall him calling Sun anything too mean.. because I feel Eclipse knows better.. Moon may be too dull to act on emotions- Sun? Eclipse knows Sun better than anyone.. he knows Sun better than New Moon..

sure he does walk inside the house gets his info. yet noticed how despite it all.. he kept distance and didnt stayed to hurt nor insult him much.. again. this is on what I remember.. I may be wrong but I keep Eclipse is the only one who does "respect him" as much respect the burned cheeto can show..

everyone else? oh those dont even care for Sun unless they need him .. and even then, is so clear they dont deeply care.. THE SHOW doesnt seems to care

I dont fully buy that the robot with generalized anxiety - workalcoholic - who used to try to be useful. Suddenly he is alone at home, drinking wine as if it were water. with his cats, not at all feeling like a 0 while Moon and Solar work together- Lunar barely speaks to him. and Earth treats him with the most basic of respect.. all alone in a island , no friends. no one to talk to..

I feels thats the issue here. the few Times Sun did do something big , the show acts like he lost his mind Lock him in a bunker! he's nuts! or hes just the dumb one! dont even let him talk his mind out! no one listen anyways!..

Sun used to be a important piece in the show.. now he cant seem to have a ep centred on HIm. not him in the ep as a side character. no no I mean A SUN CENTRED EP..

you posted this ask yesterday, today is lore day.. I dont think they will care to show is Sun. rather. it may be the twins chatting but Moon mostly --

anyways. yea- I mostly agree with ya anon <3 thanks for the ramble <3 come back soon!

#sams ask #tsams ask #the sun and moon show

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murdertoothpick · 3 years

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Congrats on 501 followers!!!! can i be cheeky and ask for the prompt 'jealousy' with Tech please? any gender reader, nsfw or sfw, i dont mind! I'm curious to what that man would be like when he's jealous <3

blueprints and green hints

Tech x gn!Reader; fluff and bastard!crosshair | w/c: 703

501 follower prompt list - [2] jealousy

Warnings: brief use of rifle but not really, tech wants your attention!

A/N: this is an honour rats, thank you

'This is news to me,' Tech interrupts your conversation with Crosshair, having spent the last minute watching you two interact.

'Hmm?' you acknowledge his presence with a slight tilt of your head, though your eyes and focus are trained on a makeshift target through the scope of the sniper's 773 Firepuncher.

Tech watches you line up your shot before clarifying. 'I was not aware that you wanted to learn how to use a sniper. Much less one with Crosshair's configurations.'

You abandon your stance, shifting the rifle so that you are holding it with both hands in front of you. You shake your head in a laugh, 'Definitely not. Just wanted to look at the modified components.'

Crosshair raises his brow at Tech, who minutely shrugs in response.

'It's bigger than I'm used to,' you tell the sniper, handing the rifle back to him—and by then it's too late to retract your words.

Crosshair's eyes flit to his awkward brother in the doorway, so quickly that you almost don't catch it. In amusement, the sniper smiles wickedly at you, hoping to stir a reaction from Tech. 'That may be the case with a lot of my components,' he drawls.

His intentions are not lost on you, however, and you glare at him before punching him in the shoulders—it hurts you more than him with the plastoid protecting from the force of your bare fist. Still, it earns you a laugh from the sniper, and you can't help but want to share that childish laugh typical among siblings. But it does not look that way to Tech.

Tech moves to separate you and Crosshair, attempting to cease your burst of giggles. 'You simply could have asked me to show you the modifications,' he interjects between you, 'after all, it was me who designed a large number of them. I can show you the blueprints if you wish.'

'True,' you attempt to calm down, your hand finding purchase on Tech's shoulder to stabilise yourself. 'But I thought it would be cool if the sniper himself showed me,' you throw finger guns at the man in question, 'thanks, Cross.'

Tech casts a glance at the sniper, who smirks at his brother before turning to pack up his weapons kit. 'My pleasure, ram'ser,' Crosshair snarks, savouring the way Tech's eyes bulge through his goggles at the name. To Tech, it seems too endearing.

Crosshair departs shortly after, leaving you to the rest of your work with Tech.

'I was not aware that you and Crosshair had nicknames for each other,' he frowns, questioning the interaction he had witnessed.

'Oh- Cross was just joking, I'm happy with just using my blasters,' you laugh lightly, pulling up a chair for Tech if he insists on being there while you work. He sits beside you while you return your attention to your tasks.

'You are calling him 'Cross',' he specifies, and you don't exactly understand why that comes as a surprise to him.

'Don't you all call him Cross?' you muse, diverting some attention from your work to Tech as you try to decipher his sudden interest in your camaraderie with Crosshair.

'Yes, but we are brothers.'

You shrug nonchalantly, 'Crosshair's like a brother to me.'

Tech gives you a silent nod in agreement, mulling over his thoughts as you work next to him. He speaks up after a few seconds of silence, 'What am I to you?'

Oh. Now he has your full attention.

You swivel your chair around to fully face him. If you didn't know any better, you would have taken his seemingly blank expression as non-committal or apathetic. But you do know better. He might not say it, or be aware of it, but Tech is jealous. It's a little cute. He was vying for your attention earlier.

'You, Tech, are my favourite,' you reassure him, scooting your seat closer to speak to him in earnest.

When he doesn't seem convinced, you sigh, standing up from your seat. 'Where are you going?' he asks you, swiftly following your steps away from your desk.

'C'mon,' you offer a hand to him, nodding your head towards the door, 'I'd like to see those blueprints you mentioned.

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loth-wolffe · 3 years

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I love your song list prompts and I just discovered your writing and I'm obsessed. Could I request 25 from the song prompts with Crosshair?

(I hope you dont mind me putting these two prompts together, i just thought they were walking the same path. ps. tHANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR KINDNESS. ILY)

Mutual

Pairing: Crosshair x reader (no y/n)

Warnings: nOne.

Word count: 1,3k. not proofread

Prompts: 25. I need to know, if this is mutual, before I go. - Mutual by Shawn Mendes and 30. All we do is think about the feelings that we hide, all we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign. - Drive by Halsey

You've been dancing around each othe for what it seems like forever, he'd push and pull, and you'd be left spinning before you find your way back to his arms.

He's such a tease, that Crosshair, with his snarky words and easy smile that you were sure he kept just for you, and he had you eating out of the palm of hand before you noticed.

It was mostly that, flirting at every given chance, light touches here and there, having no respect for personal space, sweet comments and cute pet names were thrown at the table, too.

The first time he called you sweetheart you blushed furiously, and when you first teased him and said a cheeky hotshot, he was lost of words for a minute or two, and you have never felt more proud around him, Wrecker did tease him tremendously that day.

Crosshair would come to your office or room most times, uninvited until he became a regular presence around you, which made it even harder to bear when he was away, because when he was in Kamino, Crosshair always seemed to gravitate your way, even in the mess hall or if you were under a ship fixing whatever, he would spot you right away, walk towards you and sit as close as he could without making it weird.

Sometimes you'd just sit in silence, taking a moment of peace and quiet and listening to the radio, imagining for a second what would it be if you held each other's hands, to be in each other's arms, to hold and to caress and to be oh so close, to be wrapped by the other's warmth and feel each breath, murmur sweet nothings, and maybe admit a fantasy or two that had been playing for far too long in the mind of the other.

If you kissed, would the other lips' feel soft, chapped, stiff, warm? And as you kiss, would it be gentle, needy, slow?

Would it be practiced, sloppy, awkward?

Would you fit like two missed pieces of puzzle finding their way back together? You feel like you would.

Yet you wait, and you don't know he does too, for some kind of sign, a fleeting chance to take a breath as you fall and admit that he's the one you hope is on the other end ready to catch you, to stop you from hitting the ground, to lift you up and tells you there's nothing to worry about.

A few moons passes before you find your answer.

He has to go, and you're not sure if you're ever going to see him again, he might be gone, and you might be too. There might be a day he doesn't come home and instead have one of his brothers holding back their tears as they tell you the news.

You can't stand it, the thought of lost time, of having all these minutes, and hours, and days with him, to explore and to know, to feel and to find.

You knock on the door before you're processing what you're doing, and before even asking you if you're really doing this, but the door whooshes open and there's five pairs of eyes looking at you.

There's no turning back now.

"Hi," you greet, the most awkward you have been since meeting them, Hunter lifts a brow in question as the others wonder what are you doing there, in their barracks, this late in the night.

They'd be leaving in a couple hours, and you had already said your goodbyes.

"I uh," you clear your throat, taking a quick sweep with your eyes to the room, avoiding everyone's eyes, "I actually wanted to talk to Crosshair, there's uh," your cheeks burn and the logic part of your brain —and the rest of it too— is screaming you to abort, you rub the back of your neck and your eyes find his amber ones, "there's something I want to discuss with you, before you guys leave," you take a pause, head titling down and you don't think you have ever found your shoes more interesting, "if that's alright."

Eyes look from you to Crosshair before the sniper stands up from his spot above a supply box you're sure it shouldn't be there, and you feel anxiety bubble in your throat when you see Hunter's smirk and Tech's knowing eyes.

It doesn't calm down once you're alone in the hall.

"Yes?"

ABORT, ABORT, ABORT.

You can see a little you jumping with a sign, red letters making you panic.

"I–," you start, but no other words come out, they feel stuck somewhere between your tongue and your throat and you search in his face any indication for you to continue, something to anchor you as you give him your heart.

You blink, shaking your head.

"It's nothing." It leaves in a sigh, your shoulders deflating as your coward self kicks you in the ass and smiles proudly.

"You brought me to the hallway to discuss... nothing?" He says, carefully, as if he wanted to be sure of your actions, and them sounding like you were actually crazy.

"Yeah I just," you shrug, scratching your arm, feeling so small, "forget it. We can talk about it when you return."

You will definitely won't talk about it, but you seriously need to get out of here, and just be away from him so you can peacefully curse at yourself and probably cry a little, too.

"Yeah, sorry, that was all, if you don't have anything to add, I should get back." With rushed words because you can't seem to go back to your room fast enough, you start turning to leave as you continue rambling, "you should go, too, get some sleep, I know that–"

"Wait."

And of course you do, because you're wrapped around his finger in the most embarrassing way. Stopping halfway through the movement, you sigh and turn quickly to face him.

"There is something I want to discuss with you, actually."

"Oh." You frown. "Really?"

What could he possibly want to tell you?

"Yeah," and his eyes scan for something behind you, maybe if there was any passing trooper of a kaminoan wandering around, maybe taking a second to gather his thoughts, making sure he was going to ask whatever he had in mind.

"What is it?"

"I'm leaving in an hour." You frown deepen, and nod slowly. He's not giving you much to work with.

"And?" You inquire, curiosity dripping from your voice because you have no idea where is this going.

He takes a breath, and if you didn't know better you would think he's nervous.

"And, can I kiss you?" His voice is sure, confident, a question that rises from mixed signals and unsure feelings, yet he makes it sound as if he had always known.

But your mind just, short circuits, and you're left paralyzed, the you in your brain screams, and laughs, and cries because who would've thought, he actually feels the same.

But you don't answer and he gets uneasy.

"Or not."

But before he can apologize, you hold him by the back of his neck, and in a swift motion, you crash your lips with his, and it takes him a moment to respond, but he does eventually, taking a breath before pulling you close, hands flying to cup your face, and it's so much better than you could've ever imagine.

He tastes like caf and something sweet, something so Crosshair that makes you whimper lowly. His lips are soft, and warm, and the kiss is gentle yet urgent as he pushes you against the wall, a leg between yours as he presses his body closer.

He kisses you like it's the last time he gets to do it, and for a while it is, until he finds his way back to you, and you make sure to make up for the lost time.

#crosshair x reader #crosshair x you #tbb crosshair #the bad batch x reader #the bad batch #tbb

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theywillcower · 3 years

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can we get a more *d e t a i l e d* answer of what happens after cypher seees u in just a sweater & thigh highs 👀 ( gender neutral reader ) thank you so much love your work! :)

I have ascended to a new form of horny

Warnings: NSFW, biting

All Eyes (Cypher x Reader NSFW)

It was never quiet in his workshop, though he guessed it was quieter than it would be in Raze's, and even Breach's. Viper probably had the quietest, by virtue of the simplicity of her tech. Cypher glances up at the monitors above him just for a sec, to see if anyone was coming this way. He had his mask off, just for a little bit, to breathe easier. Hey, he couldn't keep it on all day. He had to eat at least. Besides, this way he could get a sharper look at the screens.

Nobody except them knew that he had this hookup. Nobody else needed to.

He pushes in his chair over to the desk, where a mug of coffee they brought to him sits. With just a dash of hazelnut syrup and cinnamon, it was exactly his order. They'd gotten to know him so well, Cypher thinks fondly, pushing back over to take a sip while looking at the monitors.

After only a second however he spits out the whole mouthful.

Well. They did know him didn't he?

He'd never quite been so pleased that the cameras had such high definition. One foot in front of the other, careful, to make sure that the sweatshirt barely grazing the tops of their thighs, did not ride up and show underwear. No... that was for him. Those tiny spaces of bare skin, in between those thigh highs deliciously highlighting every contour and squish of their legs... so innocent. They had probably thrown that on because they were tired, so late. They'd been together not long, and had seen (or felt) each other naked-- they'd even seen glances of his face. And yet there's something even better about those incidental spots of skin, begging to be marked. His cock strains against his pants at the thought.

He glances at their location, the Western Southbound hall. It was late. Probably everyone was asleep, except him. And them.

A mischievous smile stretches his face.

Perhaps he could meet them halfway.

How late was it, exactly? They yawn, rubbing their hand against their eyelids. The coffee cup in their hands was actually peppermint tea, a blend Sova had recommended. Sasha, unlike Cypher, sweet rose, Aamir, my lovely prince, did not have pure caffeine running through his veins. He was in his lab, they knew, and likely would be for a few more hours before collapsing into bed beside them for a few hours sleep.

They had wanted to be comfy. It wasn't chilly per se, but it wasn't warm. Perfect blend, feeling cute. Theyd had to take one of Cypher's--

"Well now."

They blink, looking up. The masked man of mystery stands before them, snaking his arms around their waist. They laugh, their own arms going around his neck.

"Hello handsome. Going to bed early?"

"No, actually. I was looking through the cameras... you know, looking for midnight intruders... when I saw something out of the ordinary." One hand snakes down to their butt, squeezing and making them gasp. They can hear the smirk in his laugh.

"This pretty little thing, out for the taking."

They swallow. Their mind races to think of something to stop the blush in their cheeks.. "But I'm not."

"Oh?" He sounds surprised.

"Because I'm yours."

There's a pause. The laugh he lets out is downright sinful. Gripping tighter, pressing them back against the wall. "Now THATS what I like to hear, little rose." He leans in, warm breath coming out even through the mask, and making them shiver. "Im going to make you BLOSSOM."

"H-here?" They glance to the side, but.... the doors are closed..?

"I sealed it off. I don't just have access to the cameras, you know." The scratch of stubble on their neck, he's pulled his mask up. Their eyes widen.

"B-but--"

"Dont worry. They'll see nothing. But I will see everything." Under the hem of their sweater go his hands, grabbing and lifting them up like a featherweight. Lips press hungrily against their neck, nipping, kissing, making them whine.

"R-R--"

"Aamir tonight. I want to remind you who your prince is."

They can't help but roll their eyes. "Sure."

"Dont give me attitude. You want me to stop?"

Their stomach sinks. "No..."

"That's what I thought." Before they can give any more snark, he kisses them, their head almost banging against the wall. They whimper as he lets one leg down, pulling off one glove with his teeth and beginning to tease their entrance. A loud whine escapes their lips, only for them to clap their hands over their mouth. Cypher only chuckles.

'"These halls are soundproof. We might have to be quick--" he gently presses a finger in, making them gasp, "But you can be as loud as you like."

"A-Aamir..."

"Mmm..." his mouth makes its way to their collarbone, pulling the sweater aside so he can reach it. "You sound SO delicious when you're nervous. I can tell."

"Y-yeah, because youre-- ah! About to screw me in a hallway," they push back, as he inserts another finger, slowly scissoring them open. "And--"

"Im hurt." His voice certainly betrays a sense of teasing, as he unzips his pants. "You don't think that I can cover everything? No one else will hear you. You're mine," Cypher growls, and they choke as his cock slowly slides in, the stretch slightly painful and all too satisfying. "And no one else gets to see what you look like fucked out."

A choked sob is practically gifted to him as he slowly thrusts in and out, pressing them up against the wall. The thigh highs have gradually moved down their thighs, where he grips on one sure to leave bruises. Deep, quick thrusts chasing each of their highs, Cypher's face perpetually buried in the crook of their neck. When he hit a certain spot deep in them, they let out a cry and looked back up at the wall. They caught sight of the camera, blinking red, and immediately turned away.

"No no, sweetheart. Smile for the camera." One hand turns their chin to the camera again, licking at the bruises he'd formed on their neck. "Im going to remember this. Just how--" he grunts, thrusting deeper, "Fucking INNOCENT you looked... did you think you could get away with it, darling rose? Flaunting your pretty little legs like that, no pants, practically begging someone to bend you over and fuck you silly." To prove his point he quickly pulled out, moved them so their hands were braced against the wall, and thrusted back in, burying himself to the hilt in one stroke. They scream at the movement, as he regains a ruthless pace, kissing at their neck and panting in their ear, voice but a hiss,

"No. Tell me who that pretty little hole belongs to, hm?"

"You," they choke, one of Cypher's fingers reaching into their mouth. He hums, a particularly deep thrust having his cock hit their sweet spot.

"Again."

"You. You."

"Use your names, pretty one..."

"Im yours, Aamir, y-yours!"

With the last word he grunts, forcing himself as deep as possible and letting them feel him. Spurts of hot cum floods them, dripping out around his cock still in them. As he pulls out, they shake, whining as he gently fingers his cum back in them, zipping himself back up.

"Youve made a mess, pretty rose. Come here."

Like a rag doll they let him scoop them up, snuggling against his chest. His lips press against their forehead, a strangely soft gesture given the bruises on their thighs in his fingerprints and the cum soaking their underwear, dripping down into the top of the thigh highs they had put on so innocently before.

"We both need some rest, yes?"

They hum in agreement, but they freeze. "T-the cameras--"

"I have access in our apartment. Don't worry." Another kiss. They roll their eyes.

"So this was recorded?"

"Of course. To watch back and critique our form."

They swat at him as the doors hiss open.

"Fuck you."

"Just did."

"I love you."

"Love you too."

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fanfic-cave · 3 years

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Injured Pt 1.

Rating: SFW/PG-13

Word Count: 1.6k

Pairing: Subtle hint to Hunter x Fem Jedi!OC

Warnings: Shootout/skirmish, swearing, I might hurt your favorite TBB character dont kill me yet

Summary: You commissioned the bad batch to take you to Dantooine for your own personal mission in search of a Jedi temple. How will this ex-Jedi war veteran trying to hide from the Empire help the rogue clones when they inevitable get caught up in the fight? And who will get hurt?

Authors note: I had this fun idea of writing an action piece with TBB, and I've had some more fun ideas with a Jedi OC getting caught up in their shenanigans. My first draft was kinda long winded, so i'm making this a 2 parter. If this gets well received enough to make me feel more confident in my writing (like 20-30 likes or smthing) ill post part 2 :)

ALSO im a big KOTOR fan so there's the tiniest tiniest hint to that ("jedi temple" and "Bol") with being on Dantooine.

Okay now for real, enjoy!

edit: thanks for the notes! link to pt 2 here

Your speeder zoomed by quickly, passing some local Bol ranchers. Dantooine was full of them, and farms too. The rural planet was actually quite peaceful, that was, until the empire arrived. Now that they were governing over citizens, they began cracking down and enforcing strict trade and farming laws. You interacted with some of the locals, and despite the clone wars being over they didn’t seem to have much love for the new Empire.

The Bad Batch had come to make a supply run, trade for food and fuel on the very small landing station, and also to escort you to Dantooine per your request (you had paid them too). Instead of paying with credits for their supplies, they had to do some “manual labor”, helping the local farmers. Based on how quiet they had been on your comm link, you thought they had been quite busy. You had your own objective here though, one you had just completed. Now you needed to leave.

You got closer to the station, and saw a high count of imperial troopers. You swore under your breath, and suddenly you felt like the items in your pack weighed more, or would suddenly burst into flames. Kyber crystals don’t catch fire, you told yourself. I think.

You pressed your comms and began to speak “I��m en route to the ship, and we’ve got imperials at the station, I hope you’re ready to take off.”

Silence.

“Kriff!” You said aloud. You slowed the speeder to a stop. The strange group of rogue clones were known for finding trouble. You had really hoped they wouldn’t find any while traveling with you.

“Tech, Echo, Hunter? Does anybody copy?”

You heard explosions in the distance.

Kriffing idiots! You shook your head in frustration and put a hand around your vibroblade holstered at your hip. It didn’t take the force to know they were behind this.

“You’re about to have some more company” you heard Hunter over the comms, blaster fire in the background.

“What the hell did you do??”

“Get to the ship, we need to make a fast exit, with or without you.”

More profanities went through your head. You engaged the speeder, faster than you were going earlier. You could hear blaster fire. You had been making a beeline to the ship, prepared to avoid the troopers, but something tugged at your mind.

They’re in trouble. You were a very intuitive person, partially because of your training as a Jedi, and also because that was just in your nature. You thought for a moment, contemplating what action to take.

Trust your gut.

You swerved and headed straight for the fighting. You slipped your mask on, and pulled up your hood. You saw some troopers marching towards the fighting, blasters in hand. They hadn’t noticed you were heading straight for them.

Glad I came to save your asses. You thought. Well, you needed them to pilot, so you were saving your ass too. One trooper turned, and pointed at you. The others started to notice too.

You set the speeder to continue forward without needing your foot on the accelerator, and balanced your feet on the seat. It kept accelerating in speed, heading straight to the center of the 10 or so troopers. Just before their blasters fired, you leaped off the bike gracefully, launching yourself high in the air. The speeder crashed into one trooper, and spun into another 3.

You landed with no problem, and prepared for action. You dodged several blaster shots, and pulled out your vibroblade. You dashed toward a trooper to the left, and cleanly sliced at a weak point in the armor. He clutched his side, and fell to the ground. One came behind you, grabbing your elbow. You shoved your elbow into his face, and heard a crack. He staggered back, and you ducked to avoid another blaster shot, getting a quick slash into the trooper you had just elbowed with a flick of your wrist.

You jumped and did a backflip, effectively avoiding another wave of blaster fire. On your way down, you stabbed another trooper in the side, and grabbed him, using him as a human shield to block more oncoming shots. You sheathed the sword, grabbed his hand holding the blaster, and shot towards an oncoming trooper. He fell down, and you fired at the remaining two who charged, and they were quickly out of the fight. You released the trooper you used as a meat shield. The entire group was now down and injured, not able to fight.

You dropped the blaster and started to run towards the main fight, but then you halted as a thought occurred to you. You crouched down to a fallen command trooper and took his comm links. This might come in handy. You continued forward, shoving the unit in your pack. You resumed your dash towards the source of the previous explosions. You first saw Crosshair, providing cover fire while taking cover himself behind a transport.

“The cavalry’s here” you said on your com link. Next you saw Tech, using two blaster pistols. He was close to Wrecker, who was throwing barrels at a group of troopers. You think they were filled with grain. Hunter and Echo were circling the troopers, trying to get a good flank while Wrecker was effectively distracting them. Hunter spotted you and spoke through comms “What are you doing? Get to the ship!”

You ignored him, and pulled out the blade again. You managed to ambush some troopers and sliced through them easily, taking down 3 in less than a minute. “You should thank me, I just took care of the reinforcements heading this way.”

You saw a knife hit the chest of a storm trooper you were just about to stab through the shoulder. Hunter emerged from behind you and retrieved his knife from the now fallen trooper. Show off, you thought.

“Why didn’t you go to the ship?” Hunter demanded.

“I had a feeling you guys could use the help.” You replied.

He looked at you for a moment after you said this, and with his helmet on you couldn’t get a read on what he was thinking. You thought he might be shocked at what you said. You noticed a trooper approaching you two, lining up a shot on Hunter. You quickly grabbed a stray blaster from a fallen trooper and shot him down. Hunter was quick too; within a second of your shot, he shot another trooper not too far away. He looked back to you, and gave a quick nod in thanks.

“What did you guys do to attract the Empire?” You asked suspiciously.

“Well to put it simply, we severely disabled a facility belonging to the Empire as a form of payment. They appear to be quite agitated with us.” Tech replied through comms.

You ducked to avoid another blaster shot, Echo returned the shot and the trooper fell. “Gee, you think so?” You spoke sarcastically.

“We need to retreat and get back to the ship.” Echo spoke, taking cover a few feet away.

“Where’s Omega?” You interjected. You looked around for her, still not seeing her. “Back on the ship, the mission was too dangerous for her to come.” Hunter replied.

You sighed as blaster shots continued to go off in the background. “What's the plan?” You heard Crosshair speak through comms. He sounded annoyed, but he almost always sounded annoyed to you, amongst other things.

Hunter thought for a moment, and then he addressed the group. “Alright, Crosshair, you’ll provide cover fire while we retreat. We’ll need some more noise too-”

“I’ve got something that can help with that.” You interrupted. “Give me some cover.” You raised up the blaster you had grabbed, then ran over to Tech, firing shots as you went. Hunter and Echo emerged from their cover to fire at the troopers nearby you. Once you arrived you ducked down behind cover and threw the stolen comm link to Tech.

He caught it with both hands. “An imperial com unit?” Tech looked at it curiously, then shifted his eyes to you. “I thought you might be able to use it. Think you can cause some mayhem with it?” You asked curiously. Tech inspected it for a quick moment. “Oh yes, this should work.”

“Alright. Wrecker, Sera, keep the troopers off Tech. Echo and I will try to keep them on us. When Tech gives the signal, we move.” Everyone got their weapons ready, Echo nodded. “No problem!” Wrecker said enthusiastically and gave a thumbs. You also nodded as confirmation that you were ready.

Echo started firing at troopers, Hunter pulled out his knife and began alternating between slashing through troopers and shooting with his blaster. Wrecker was closer to you and actually picked up a trooper and threw him. You provided some cover fire and stayed close to Tech. He was fiddling with the unit.

“How much longer?” You asked after a minute passed. “Almost…” Tech said. You felt a sudden sense of urgency, and lifted your head up, searching around. “Somethings not right-”

Hunter leapt out of cover and ran over to Wrecker, who was laughing and enthusiastically throwing some heavy boxes at the troopers. “Wrecker, get down!”

You heard shots fire, and they were different. Wherever it made contact, there was a small explosion. This was some heavy fire power. The blasts made a sweeping arc. It fired towards Crosshair, who had to roll out of the way. You and Tech ducked as a shot came your way. You were knocked back a few feet from the closeness of the explosion. You lifted your head up and saw Echo was okay, and then you looked for Wrecker and Hunter.

Wrecker managed to avoid getting hit, he was to the right lying on the ground behind cover. Hunter wasn’t as lucky though. It looked like he took some blaster fire, and fell to the ground on his back. He was holding his side, and you saw blood on his hands.

#tbb #the bad batch #star wars #tcw #the clone wars #Echo #Hunter #Crosshair #Wrecker #Tech #Empire #Dantooine #Action #Fanfic #hunter x reader #bad batch x reader #Jedi #Ex Jedi

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peterrparrkerr · 3 years

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Zombie apocalypse au - read on ao3

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Peter doesn't remember life before the virus. He was only five when everyone got sick.

He's seventeen now, and he's never set foot outside of the city. Well, outside of the tower.

There's a curfew -has been since the virus. Those who go into the city for supplies or to work the garden and tend to the livestock have to be inside by five every day.

Peter doesn't have a green thumb, nore does he have a way with animals. And he's got two left hands when it comes to weaponry. So he stays in the tower.

The tower used to be Stark Industries. When the outbreak hit New York, people locked themselves inside, tried to wait it out.

Peter had been with his aunt. She tells him they'd gone to get ice cream and bring some back to his parents.

Aunt May had ran into the closest building -Stark Industries- and had hidden in the basement with Peter. He doesn't remember.

Tony Stark -the owner of Stark Industries- had offered his penthouse to the few who had taken refuge in his building.

After a week, many of the workers left, off to find their families. They never came back.

A month passed, and scouts confirmed the virus had taken over the whole city. Stark tower was the only building the monsters couldn't get to.

So, it became home. Peter grew up running up and down the industrial hallways, playing with the golden retriever one of the hideaways had.

He didnt know anything different. Everyone took care of him, raised him. He was the only kid in the tower.

He might even be the youngest living being in all of New York at this point.

His favorite people to visit and hang out with were Steve and Bucky. They had been walking their new puppy Goldie when the world ended.

They had been married for ten years before. They celebrated their twenty year anniversary a couple years back. Goldie was almost eleven, and didn't like playing as much with Peter -though she still liked to sit with him in the living room when he tinkered with old tech.

Natasha and Clint worked on the ground, so Peter didn't see them much. They could fight a whole swarm of monsters and not get bit. They were the best.

Bruce and Aunt May tended to the garden under their watchful eye. Steve, Bucky and Sam took care of the livestock.

Its strange. The zombies leave animals alone. They only go after people.

Tony, Bucky and Clint go scouting a lot. They run the city, looking for any survivors, or anything the tower could use.

The tower is self-sufficient thanks to Tony's genius. He'd been working on making the entire tower self-sustaining even before the outbreak.

He's only managed to get the top three floors. The rest of the tower has no electricity or running water. That's fine though. Theres not many of them left, and three floors is plenty of space.

The living area is the penthouse. They eat, sleep and breathe there. The second floor down holds all of Tony's old tech, and projects in the works. The third floor down is the weapons and medicine floor.

Peter is on the second floor when the scouting party comes back. He only knows this because of the AI Tony created tells all three floors when people come or go.

Peter sets down his tools and rushes for the staircase. He sails down them and opens the door bodily, nearly falling flat on his face.

"You're back," Peter called, running down the short hallway to the ammunition room. Clint, Bucky and Tony are all unloading their haul and their weapons.

Clint's weapon of choice is a bow and arrow, as well as a long range rifle -he's the eyes, always taking out zombies before they get close enough to spot them.

Bucky is unloading his knives and pistols. Hes best at close combat.

Peter jumps onto the table, watching as Tony checks the magazine of his .9mm, then settle it back into the holster on his thigh.

"How was it," Peter asked, eyeing the two duffle bags on the table, surrounded by magazine clips and disassembled weaponry.

"We made it all the way to the hospital this time," Bucky grinned. Peter's eyes widened. They don't get to the hospital that often, since its clear on the other side of the city, and usually swarming with zombies.

They don't need to go on medical runs much anyway, but Tony likes to keep stocked in case.

"And we hit the motherload," Clint grinned, unzipping one of the bags and revealing canned food from vegetables to soup, the labels all sun bleached and color faded.

"Whoa." Peter reached in, pulling out an old Cambells can, looking at the faded red and white label. He can barely make out the words. "Tomato soup!"

"Thats not all," Bucky hummed. Peter looked up just as Bucky reached into his back pocket.

Peter sets the can down and his eyes widen when Bucky pulls out a deck of cards.

"No way!" Peter leaps off the table, snatching the cards.

"Its a full deck," Bucky grins proudly. Their current deck was a mix of two different cards, and cardboard and plastic pieces they'd drawn the suits and numbers on.

It made it hard to shuffle, and they all knew the suit and number of the makeshift cards. It made for a boring game.

Clint laughed and ruffled Peter's curls before grabbing the food and heading for the penthouse to restock their cupboards.

"Thanks, Bucky," Peter grinned, pulling the cards out of the brand new -but still sun faded- case. He's never seen cards this new before.

"Dont thank me, Tony's the one who spotted them," Bucky said, giving Peter a knowing grin before grabbing the medicine and heading for the medical wing.

Peter blushed, then turned to Tony -who wasn't there. He scowled and looked around in confusion. He didnt notice him leaving.

Peter quickly puts the cards back in the protective box and drops them into his cargo shorts pocket before running out of the room.

After raids, Tony usually likes to spend time with his old tech -projects he'll never be able to complete, in a workshop he'll probably never get rid of.

He finds Tony at one of the work benches, fiddling with something Peter -to this day- can't figure out what it is.

"Hey," Peter said, walking over to him and sitting down on the stool at the end of the bench. Tony glances up and gives a small smile.

"Thanks for the cards," Peter continued, picking at his nails and looking down at his lap. "Bucky said you got them for me."

"You're welcome, kid," Tony hummed, eyes focused on a project he'll never finish. Peter thinks it makes Tony feel better. Makes him feel like he's back to before the virus, when he was making things all the time and helping people.

All he's got now are old robots that break down more often than they run, and dust over most of the place he used to call home.

All Tony has is JARVIS and the others, but Peter sometimes gets the feeling that that sometimes isn't enough for Tony.

The two sit in silence for a while, Tony hard at work, and Peter deep in thought.

"Hey Tony?"

Tony hums.

"Whats it like dating?" Peter says it fast, worried he'll lose his nerve and chicken out. Tony stops his fiddling and looks over, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you asking for dating advice?" Tony asked. Peter can't meat his eyes when he nods and Tony sets his tools down. "Who's the lucky person you're crushing on? Anyone I know?"

"You know everyone I do, Tony," Peter huffs. Tony crosses his arms and smirks, amused. Peter hunches his shoulders.

"Who is it?" Tony asks.

Peter takes a deep breath. He's gotta just come right out and say it. If he doesn't, he'll never do it and then it'll be too late.

"You," he breathes. Its quiet. Peter's hands sweat. This was a bad idea.

"Pete," Tony sighs. Peter manages to look up. Tony looks pained, regretful. Its not the look Peter wanted to see. "I'm too old for you."

"So?" Peter finds himself asking.

"So, you should be dating people your own age."

"Do you know of any other seventeen year olds running around?" Peter asked, waving his hand around dejectedly.

"There's always a chance-"

"Please don't," Peter interrupts. "Please? Its been twelve years. No ones come looking for us, you haven't found anyone during your raids. Its just us."

Tony opens his mouth to speak, but Peter's on a roll now, and he can't stop even if he wanted to.

"And don't say to wait. I've been waiting. For all we know we're the last people on earth not a zombie, and I want- I want to have my first kiss before I'm forty."

"Peter-"

"I want to experience things," Peter continues, steamrolling over Tony. "I want to go outside, and I want to have a boyfriend and I want to have sex-"

"Kid-"

"Please, Tony," Peter said. "I like you, and- and I don't want to experience this with anyone else in the tower, and I don't want to wait for the point one percent chance of someone my age coming along."

"Listen, kid," Tony sighs.

"I'm not a kid anymore, Tony," Peter said, sounding desperate. He looks at Tony with wide eyes, begging for the older man to understand.

Tony -hell, everyone in the tower- had a life before the virus. They got to experience the world. Peter hadnt.

Its all he wanted. He wanted a normal life. A life he was robbed of. He's desperate for it.

Tony doesn't say anything. He looks at Peter, calculating. Peter sees his shoulders begin to slump, and finally he breaks. Peter feels a little giddy at the thought of getting his way, though he remains put.

"No," Tony said on a sigh. "I suppose you're not."

Peter doesn't know whatto say after that. He's made his case, there's nothing more to say.

"Its hard," Tony said after a while. "I still think of you as a kid. I still think you're ten."

Peter chews on his lower lip, head dipped down and shoulders hunched in on themselves.

"So you don't like me back?" He managed to ask, even as his tongue sticks to the roof of his mouth.

"Kid-" he sighs. "Peter."

Tony settles a hand on Peter's shoulder, and Peter looks up at him.

"I like you," he says. Peter feels himself beginning to smile and quickly clamps that down, biting his lip. "God knows this situation isn't ideal. This would've been bordering on illegal, before."

"If you're uncomfortable, I understand," Peter said. Tony shakes his head.

"Thats not what I'm saying, Pete."

Peter didn't know what he was saying then.

"If we're going to try this out, there's gotta be rules," Tony continued. Peter looked back up at him.

"First rule is there's no hiding it. If we're gonna date, everyone knows about it or its not happening."

"Okay," Peter nodded.

"And we're taking this slow," Tony adds. "Like, cold honey slow, got it?"

"Got it," Peter nodded. His smile is getting too wide to hide. Tony's hand squeezes his shoulder.

"Good."

He removes his hand from Peter's shoulder. He gives Peter a small smile back.

"Could- is kissing going too fast?" Peter asks. Tony's smile grows a little, and he shakes his head.

"No, its not too fast."

The older man leans forward and Peter eagerly closes the distance between them.

The kiss is close lipped, and their noses press against each other, but its perfect.

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French Road, East || Spencer Reid

Request: YES/NO: Hi! Do you take requests?? If you do, can I please request a Spencer x Reader (Including the BAU), where they are dating and the reader is a year or so younger than spencer, but just as smart and very loved by the team, and one day she has to save the team from an unsub and gets really hurt and after everyone is safe they are all really worried about her?? Idk if that made sense at all. Love you work!

A/N: OKAY SO, myself and a few other tumblr accounts got sent this exact same request from the same requester. I have spoken with all of the accounts i know of that have gotten the request and we have all mutually agreed that we will continue with our own fics in our own way on the basis/sense of ‘every writer is different and it's cool to see how others interpret the same request’, please go check out their fics too but please also dont message any of us about this little thing thats happened or saying one was better than the other because that's not what we’re doing here.

We write because we love writing and we love making worlds and being creative, this is a mutual agreement, yes we’re not too pleased with this happening but we are fine with going ahead with both of our fics.

Thank you.

A/N: I also got a little carried away with this little thing and kind of forgot about the ‘they get hurt’ part and instead left the end open for angst purposes; possibly a second part if requested? I don't know. This is also 10 full pages on Google Docs.

Words: 5727

Gender: they/them, none.

Warnings: descripton of people being beaten, kidnapping, mention and use of drugs, previous trauma of the BAU team brought to light, mentions of sexual abuse and assualt, mentions of possible rape.

Description: when 6/8 of the BAU team gets kidnapped, it's up to you and Garcia to find them before it's too late, but what happens when an old nightmare may consume someone's life again?

PART 2: https://snitchthewitch.tumblr.com/post/626602019637149696/french-road-east-apartment-23-spencer-reid

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Spencer had slept over at Dereks after they had both consulted over their paperwork while you had gone to yours and Spencer's apartment alone, normally you two would arrive at work together with coffee ready for the day but today it just felt...off. Coffee in hand you entered the elevator and checked your work phone for any missed messages.

Derek Morgan phone (4)

Derek Morgan imessage (6)

Spencer Reid phone (2)

Spencer Reid imessage (4)

Okay, that was a bit weird. They normally called once, maybe twice, had your phone shut down last night? As you entered onto level 6 you stepped off to the side of the opening on the hallway, out of people's way, as you opened your phone for the messages, Derek first.

‘Going out with Spence and Pen’

‘Spencer misses you’

‘Pen says she wants to hug you’

‘We’re fucjlkeddd’

‘I don't think somethings okay’

‘Pick up’

Fuck, okay, maybe they just encountered a mugger? Spencer next.

‘mISS YOUUU’

‘Derek ssaysys he doeessdnt frrl ojay’

‘Someoned follow us’

‘French road, east’

What the fuck? So apparently they got followed? And then? What the hell is french road east? Was it an actual road to the east? Maybe the voice messages would help.

“HEY (Y/N/N)!” its Derek, “WE’RE HAVING OUR BEST TIME! WISH YOU WERE HERE!” the music was as loud as Derek was shouting in your ear, you couldn't help but smile.

“(Y/N)!” Spencer, “I MISS YOUUU!” you laughed at his drunk talking, “SHOTS!” and it finished.

“Hey (Y/n), we’re uh,” a laugh, it's Derek, “we’re walking back to my place now, with Pen and Pretty Boy over here,” you heard a faint shout of your name before laughter and the call ended. There was one voice message left, “someones following us. Under six foot, black clothes and looks disarmed but I can't tell from where we are and it's dark. I'll update you later (Y/n), i'll keep Pretty Ricky safe. I promise” and that was it. You brought your phone away from your ear and looked at it skeptically, Derek's story was backed up by Spencer because they both said they were being followed, Garcia hasn't messaged you though, she probably got cut off from her phone before anything happened, probably in Derek's pants pocket. Maybe they were playing a prank? No they wouldn't, Derek’s voice was too certain to be a prank. You shook your head from the thoughts before walking into the Bullpen and dumping your bag at your desk and looking around, Anderson, Mike, Daffey, even Esmerelda was at work today and yet you couldn't spot a single one of your teammates.

Okay, maybe they all slept in? You walked up to Hotch's office and knocked before putting your head through the door; looks the same as it was left. Funny. Hotch was always the first one in, if he ever left at all. You walked to Rossi's office and yet this was the same as Hotch’s; untouched and unmoved. Okay, this was a little scary, you made your way to the conference room with quick feet as the creek of the door being opened sent a shiver down your spine as no one was waiting for a case or even grabbing coffee, but you did notice the one folder that sat alone in the middle of the table. Cautiously, you made your way over to the file, picked it up and opened it, the photos inside the folder almost made you throw up.

Hotch, Emily, Derek, Spencer, JJ and Rossi were all sitting against a wall, beaten, bruised and dirty, arms positioned behind their backs. Underneath the photo was a piece of paper with bold red writing, almost blood like.

YOU WERE WRONG.

Your throat constricted as your breathing increased, you started hyperventilating as you heard the click clack of a certain pair of heels.

“(Y/N)!” Garcia yelled, she was running as quickly as she could with her platform, a file and laptop in her arms, “the-the team they've” she took a breath, “they've been taken, captured, abducted!” it took Garcia a few seconds to realise that you were close to fainting. Garcia put her things down on the table as she directed you to sit in a chair, got you a cup of water and started the breathing exercises that she remembered Spencer teaching her, he taught everyone tricks to help those when having a panic or anxiety attack as its something they would definitely encounter during their time with both agents, victims and unsubs, a few minutes passed and you finally calmed down.

“T-they, they tried to contact me” you said quietly as you looked at Garcia who was red eyed.

“And i was there (Y/n), they dropped me off home and where going back to Dereks, i didn't know if they made it or not because i had already past out by the time my head hit the pillow” Garcia reminded you, it took you a moment to realise but you where both in the same situation, and you nodded as the plan started coming together in your mind.

“Okay,” you stood up as Garcia opened her laptop, “when did you find out?” you asked, you needed to determine how long each of you knew the team was missing.

“I unlocked the batcave and I had the same file on my desk, when I saw the photos I ran up here and then to you,” you nodded as Garcia spoke.

“Okay, I want cameras of every place each of our team members have been, bars, apartments, anything and everything. See if there are any recurring cars or bikes or vans that drive past the streets, do facial recognition on anyone following them like with Reid and Morgan, see if it's happened to all of them.” you took a breath as you called in someone from the bullpen and handed them both the files you and Garcia had been given, “Get this to the lab for fingerprints, this is top priority; we have a team missing” you'd told them, they nodded slightly scared and confused before walking off as Garcia started talking.

“I've got the filters on and they're searching but it's going to take some time,” Garcia said sadly.

“Look up previous cases the BAU has had including the words ‘you were wrong’, ‘French Road’ and ‘East’, possibly other words like ‘it was wrong’, ‘they are/were wrong’ that type of thing, date it back to Rossi's days,” you ordered Garcia.

“(Y/n), a lot of those files are physical if you go back to Rossi,” the tech analyst reminded you.

“I know but still, set filters for that and go as far back as you're able, tell me if you get any hits, i'm going to go down to the file room and i'm going to go back as far as Rossi's days for the physical copies until he started going digital,” you told Garcia, she looked reluctant to let you go so you moved to where she was sitting and you gave her a large hug, “we’ll find them Pen, i promise” you mumbled into her cherry scented hair.

“What about Spencer?” she asked softly as the two of you let go of each other.

“He sent me a message saying ‘french road east’, that has to mean something,” you smiled, “i'm going to try and find that road through all of DC and if there's a hit i'm going to go there and see what's up with it, it might be where they were taken or a street Spencer noted as an important thing for us to know” Garcia nodded and quickly sat back down and started typing on her laptop as you left.

God only knows what your teammates are going through right now.

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“YOU SON OF A BITCH” Derek yelled as J.J. was dragged to the middle of the floor and repeatedly beaten.

“WHAT DO YOU WANT” Hotch yelled as J.J. started to whimper, the people stopped at Hotch's comment and left J.J. on the floor, Emily and Spencer scrambling with their hands bound to get to their teammate, making sure she was okay.

“What do we want? We want you guys on our side!” one of the people said, he was happy, how could this make anyone happy?

“FBI agents in our group? We’d rule the world!” another one exclaimed as the rest of the group laughed.

“It obviously took a lot of time and planning didn't it? To capture all of us” Hotch said cooly, though on the inside he was boiling.

“Six months,” someone said, it was a new voice that came from the entrance of...the sewers? Poor Spencer was probably having an attack with all these germs.

“Hey boss! We got ‘em” another one said, god there was too many to remember.

“I can see, you missed two though” the Boss said as he looked at the team, a few of his men dragged Emily, Spencer and J.J. back to the wall they all sat at, “genius's lover, and the black guy's girlfriend” the man noted as his men became eerily quiet.

“The blonde girl was with that skinny guy,” a man pointed to Spencer, “And that one,” he pointed to Derek, “but they kept going to crowded places and bumping into people that we couldn't get them, and the other...one”

“The sexy one?” the boss's voice rang out with a grin.

“YOU LEAVE (Y/N) OUT OF THIS YOU BAS-” Spencer yelled before one of the men kicked him in the stomach, causing him to cough harshly.

“Shut it druggie” the Boss said, the looks on the teams faces gave him all the pleasure, “oh yeah, we know all about you guys; how Hotchner lost his wife, Rossi has had 3 divorces, Morgan was sexually abused, Prentiss has had an abortion at 15 and J.J., sweet little J.J. had a miscarrige” snickers from the men could be heard as the team looked away, embarrassment? No, just confused as to how these people knew such intimate things about them.

“And that little lover of yours, genius?” another voice questioned, the voice came toward Spencer, gripped the poor boy's hair and ripped his head up to look up at him as a pained expression came over the doctor, “they’re in for it big!” he cackled, “gonna have a lot of fun with them when we get them later,” and with that he threw Spencer against the wall, Spencer groaned as a few of his teammates called his name but he didn't register it, only the pounding in his ears and the feeling of blood rushing down his head. And with that, the men and their boss left, the door to the sewer room shut and the click of a lock echoed around the room, the silence the team heard afterwards was loud, deafening.

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“What’ve we got Garcia?” you asked the analyst as you walked back into the room, placing 3 files on the table in front of her.

“Okay, very few cases including those words you gave me, a lot of the cases were only one unsub or two and I highly doubt there were only two unsubs so I crossed them off and? I got nothing,” the girl sighed as she got rid of the tabs to continue working, “the facial recognition software and car registration is still going, i've got hits for all of our friends being in the places that they mentioned, all of them had unfortunately been walking at the time but they go from one camera to another and then suddenly they're gone,”

“So our unsubs are sophisticated, this definitely took time to plan and get the right things for,” you mumbled as you looked at the victim board Garcia had hastily made up on the clear plastic, each member of your team's faces were up there along with a few other colour pieces of paper for the unsubs, and that's it.

“I haven't gotten any hits on the cars either” Garcia mentioned softly, you nodded.

“Okay well, i've got three cases here that all mention those words from before. First one is a group of five unsubs from Rossis and Gideons days but a lot of them are in jail if not all of them, the second is a cult group from Missouri and the last one is a gang of over thirty people; and not all of those thirty people had been found, prosecuted, jailed, killed and etcetera you get it” you fanned out the files and opened each of them.

“Which one do we think it is?” Garcia asked, we had no leads of which one it really is, so you took a breath and read over the files.

“Okay well, the five unsubs are all in jail and only two have been let out of prison in the last six months and it wouldn't be them because they only have two people in their gang, they’re loyal so they wouldn't start a new group without the originals” you closed the file and pushed it away and moved onto the other one, “the cult is rather big but they’re based in Missouri and i don't think they’d travel all the way over here to kidnap agents. This isn't religious or anything and they are so, definitely not them” you closed the file and landed on the last one, “okay, this one,” you looked over the file as Garcia started typing away, “fifteen have gotten out of jail in the past 2 years, five where never found and the rest are still in jail” you looked to Garcia, “this could be it”

“AH HA!” Garcia exclaimed, “i have a hit on three of those people who are in the system and they are following our lovely friends” Garcia typed another second as multiple video cameras came up showing your friends walking (or stumbling depending on who it was) along with one of three people following behind them a few feet.

“It has to be them then,” you said, “i'll go back down and find the rest of the files, Garcia i want you to find every bit of land, buildings, warehouses and houses they have ever bought, i want to know what they ate for breakfast on the third of january last year, i want to know what plumbing system they used in 2016; i wante everything” you said, albeit forcefully, as you walked out of the room and towards the file room again as Anderson walked back into the conference room and handed Garcia a few papers.

“Thank you Anderson,” Garcia mumbled as he looked over the paper, and sure enough there was fingerprints that matched one of the people who followed your teammates, Garcia then pulled up the video surveillance of the BAU and the facial recognition was quick to find the man enter the room, place the folder down with glove-less hands before walking out, he had a visitors pass.

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The scraping of metal against the floor awoke each member of the team slowly as a few people walked into the room, placed food trays on the ground in front of each team member, uncuffed the team and then walked out. The team looked to each other as a voice floated through a P.A. system above them.

“It isn't poisoned, and if you don't eat it then that's up to you but you will starve,” and the system shut off with a harsh beep.

“Hotch?” Derek asked.

“Eat unless you want to die,” was all their unit chief said before he moved forward and started eating the sandwich he had. Emily followed suit and gave a throaty moan as she drank the water from the goblet on the tray, the others soon followed.

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“There's nothing,” Garcia said as you entered the room again, “they don't have any land or anything,”

“Well find something then,” you said harshly, Garcia jumped slightly at your harsh tone but started typing again as you pinned up photos of each of the members out of the prison, “have you done a deep search on each person that's out of prison and that wasn't found?” you asked Garcia.

“Yes! Yes, five of the fifteen have alibis from the night our friends got taken and i can't find the rest nor can i find those other five that were never found, they really are off the grid (Y/n)” Garcia said as her fingers flew fast against the keyboard, you looked at the clock on the other side of the room.

“Ten hours,” you muttered, “god only knows what they’re going through,” you rubbed your hand over your face and paced slightly, “we have 15 persons of interest and we can't find them, do the ones with alibis have addresses?”

“They all do, three have work and home and the other two dont work and are stay-at-home-dads, all of their names and addresses have been sent to your phone” Garcia told you as a ping from your phone sounded.

“Okay, i'm going to go and check out that place Spencer gave me before he got taken, i'm gonna grab a few other people to go to other addresses because it'll save time and then regroup back here,” you said as you pulled your phone to your ear and started calling a few people.

You parked the car and made your way to French Road which was, as Spencer did say, to the east of the FBI headquarters. It looked like any other little street, a few cafes and a few empty blocks, it wasn't in the city but it wasn't in the suburbs; it wasn't deserted but it wasn't crowded, you noted this. Spencer and Derek weren't taken from here because they were in the middle of the city at the time of abduction, so there has to be something here that Spencer saw to make you come here. You looked in every alleyway on both sides of the street, doing a shallow dig in the dumpsters, opening a few cafe doors and asking a few questions but ending up with nothing. You let out a huff as you looked up and down the street again, until you realised something.

This was a dead end street. The end was a large circle so cars could do a U-turn and go the opposite way, stationed at the end of the street is a path to some sort of forest/secluded jogging track, this had to be a lead, it has to be. The leaves and sticks crunched as you walked along the track, your gun positioned next to you in your hand, ready for action whenever needed, that's when your phone made a large shrill and scared you half to death.

“What is it Mike?” you asked into the receiver after realising it was the other team who was out asking questions.

“We have a lead for the group from one of the stay-at-home-dads; they’ve been planning this for awhile but haven't put effort into it except for the past six months. We couldn't get a name because the guy was too loyal and was convinced they’d come after him but he did tell us that they tried to get in contact with him to regroup, he obviously refused but they left him alone after that, one phone call and nothing else,” Mike said, you could hear the slam of a car door as he got into one of the SUVs with his partner.

“Okay, that's good Mike, get that to Garcia and see if she can try and trace that call and what tower it's pinged from,” and with that you hung up as you heard Mike say ‘got it’ before the line went dead. You looked as far down the path as you could from where you stood but didn't go any further, if this was a lead then you would need backup and probable cause as to why you're there.

“All five of those men checked out with the same story, they each got a call asking them to rejoin the team and they refused, the caller disconnected right after that but they haven't gotten any threats since then. Unfortunately i couldn't find a tower it was pinging from and the number was from five different burner phones too,” Garcia said as you looked over the victim board.

“Background searches with those ten we had earlier?” you asked, “found anything else?”

“Um one, he's only 26 and but its a loose thread,” the picture came onto the screen, the man looked like he could pass as 16, “James Micheal, 26, the only thing i could find was that his credit card has weird transactions over the past six months so it fits our timeline however, i can't find the account it's going to so it must be a bugged one or fake or something similar” Garcia said as she brought up the transactions.

“Found him on the streets?” you asked, Garcia grinned and brought up a video feed, and upon further inspection, plus audio, you now had a profile.

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“Right-o,” a voice said, the metal door screeched open causing the team to wince as he and 2 other men stepped in, “who wants to go first?” he questioned, the sickening grin could be heard through his speech as the sewer was way too dark to see 3 feet in front of them.

“Grab the kid, he had the addiction,” another voice muttered before the men moved forward.

“HEY FUCK OFF,” Spencer yelled as two of the men tried to pin him down, Derek started scrambling towards Spencer to help but after a nasty blow to the jaw he backed away with guilt.

“Get the needle,” one of them said, this caused Spencer to tense, fuckfuckfuckfuck, this can't be happening, no way are they gonna inject him again.

“Look nerd, it's your old friend!” the first man said as he shook a small clear bottle in the slim stream of light from the roof, and sure enough there was a label with the one word that caused Spencer's fight or flight to make its appearance, Dilaudid.

“NO, DON'T YOU D-” a punch to the jaw caused Spencer to splutter and breath heavily as his arm was grabbed roughly, tied and the needle entered into his skin and vein, he sobbed. The team heard Spencer whimper as he felt the liquid inject into his veins and bloodstream, the telltale shortness of breath was quick to take its mark along with the immediate drowsiness as the men walked out without saying another word.

“SPENCE” J.J. exclaimed as the man in question fell into a slumber and the team crowded around the twitching boy, it was just like last time.

“Protect him,” Hotch said, “don't let them take him in this state, fight, bite, kick, i dont give a single shit,” the team looked at Hotch and nodded as they all took a silent oath to protect their friend.

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“Our unsubs are up to ten people, possibly fifteen or more if they have recruited new people,” you started the profile with Garcia standing next to you, “we have one person of interest as of right now, James Micheal, we have video evidence and audio evidence of him speaking to each member of the BAU team trying to proposition them, as you all know a few of our team members would have ignored him, and a few would have talked or said a simple no; those who didn't say anything he continued to walk next to and annoy until that team member said something,” you took a breath, “we have evidence of James stalking the BAU team for the past 4 months from their work, to their home, to where they go for dinner on a special night or the bar; this includes both myself and Garcia in this stalking pile, we have added extra security to our own homes.”

“James has been making up to five thousand dollar transactions to some bugged account for the past six months and another two thousand dollars to a seperate account 2 months prior to those first six months,” Garcia was now delivering the digital trail, “this means he has been with this team for at least eight months, possibly more, he is most likely new, shy and unsure of what he is doing. James is being used and he knows he is but he has no way out as our unsubs keep saying things like ‘ill kill your family’, ‘you're nothing without us’, stuff like that,” Garcia used her hands to talk as she also pointed to the victim board to the photo of James’ driver's license.

“This team on unsubs are highly dangerous and we must proceed with caution around and with them, they all have gotten out of jail in the past 2 years and they obviously have a vengeance plan, please remember this. We also have a lead to where this team of unsubs could possibly be hiding but until we have James we cannot infiltrate the area. There is a fake missing person report out for James so we can hopefully get him into questioning, thank you,” and with that the people around you filtered away back to where they were meant to be going. You turned to Garcia.

“Do you think that was enough? What if we don't get to them wh-”

“Garcia stop, we cant think like that, we are the best of the best even without the team, okay?” you held Garcia enough to ground her as she nodded and wiped her tears.

“SSA (L/n)?” a new voice asked, you looked to the glass doors and sure enough, James Micheal was waiting there.

“James,” you said as you walked towards him.

“I saw the flyers and I just have one proposition,” James said, his voice was deep and definitely didn't match his face.

“What is it?” you asked as you walked to the interrogation room and allowed James to sit down in front of you with your back to the mirror, Garcia and Anderson were already standing in the small room before the interrogation room.

“I want protection until those guys are back in prison, i don't want them anywhere near me and i don't want them to find me,” James said, his voice was ridden with anxiety, you nodded.

“We can do that James, it's alright,” you reassured the man in front of you, “can you tell us who is in this group? Where are they staying?” you asked, James nodded.

“There's ten in the group, they're off the beaten track down some street in the east-”

“French Road?” you questioned, James nodded.

“Yeah, yeah that one,” he agreed, that was everything you needed from the previous encounter, “they don't have a lot of security but they’re pretty sophisticated with what they have on hand. They know everything about all of that team though,” Jack mentioned, “Emily got an abortion and that Red dude?”

“Reid” you corrected.

“Reid, they know of his Dilaudid thing and Hotch and his wife - they know everything,” Jack was shaking now, “they-they said they were going to use that against the team, the addiction, the trauma all of that”

“They’re going to dose Reid?” you asked with your shaken voice, that wasn't a good thing. Jack nodded as he looked to the clock.

“Most likely have already,” he whispered, you looked to the clock, 12 hours since the disappearance. Fuck. You nodded.

“You’ll be taken by another agent to a safe house and let out when this team is apprehended,” was all you said before walking out of the room and letting the door shut behind you. Your throat tightened and you couldn't breath as you sunk to your knees, Garcia and Anderson rushing to you.

“Breath (Y/n), breath” Garcia reminded you, “breath with me my sweetness” she said, Garcia made more effort to show her breathing as you tried to copy her, a few minutes passed before you had finally calmed down, tears streaked your eyes as you bumbled your words.

“I-its French road, Spencer was onto something,” you mumbled softly, “th-they know everything, from Reid's addi-addiction to Emily, and Hotch's wife,” you took a deep breath, “I-I want S.W.A.T. stationed with me, w-we’re going to infiltrate that place with the hel-lp of Jack and his direction-ns, possibly a map,” you looked to Anderson who nodded and walked out while taking out his phone to call for S.W.A.T., “Garcia i dont want you there,” you said, looking at the girl, she nodded in understanding as you stood up and started walking towards the way of the S.W.A.T. team.

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J.J, Derek, Emily, Hotch and Rossi all whimpered as each member got kicked, punched, pulled, twisted and everything in between, Spencer was only just coming to from the drugs.

“N-no, dont,” Spencer whimpered, he was weak and could barely open his eyes but soon slipped back into a slumber.

“Y-you won't get away with this,” Emily whispered as one of the men gripped her jaw, her voice hoarse and scratchy.

“Oh darling, we will,” the man grinned as he threw the girl to the floor as the others piled the team on top of the others, all groaning and silently crying.

In retrospect, (Y/n) was rather glad that all members of the team were in the room when the door was busted open.

“FBI, PUT YOUR HANDS UP,” you yelled, the words echoing around the room, the men snickered as S.W.A.T. trained their guns on the men.

“It’s alright boys,” the boss said, your eyes trained towards the voice.

“Let. My team. Go,” you said calmly, gun now cocked, the man laughed.

“Go on boys,” the men moved out of the room but the boss stayed standing.

“Grab the team,” you said to S.W.A.T. behind you, the men walked in slowly and trusted you with your trained gun as they started carrying or walking out your team members, one having to cradle Spencer bridal style, “ambulance,” you said into the mic on your vest, “we need an ambulance for a poentional OD, Dilaudid was used, possibly a cocktail of other drugs but its unknown. Dont use other narcotics and if i find out you do i will be going to jail due to murder of doctors and nurses,” the sirens wailed in the distance.

“You’ve got tendencies too,” the boss said in front of you, “murder, killing, everything” you scoffed.

“Everyone does, its whether we have the empathy and understanding of ‘that's wrong’, which is why we don't do it unlike you people,” you seethed through your teeth, “hands up, you are under arrest for the kidnapping and torture of six FBI agents,” the man stayed silent for a moment.

“(Y/n) (L/n),” the man said, “pathetically in love with Agent Spencer Re-”

“It’s Doctor,” a voice said behind you, the cock of a gun could be heard before the tell-tale sound of a bullet being fired next to you, your natural reflexes made you dive to the right (as the bullet came from the left) as the boss was hit in the forehead and fell to the floor. You looked to the gun carrier.

Spencer Reid.

Gun held out straight, no tremble and a stern look.

Spencer looked to you and tears immediately spilled from his eyes as you stayed stone against the floor, “i see you got my message,” Spencer said softly with a smile before he collapsed to the floor in a heap of limbs, the gun clattering to the floor as paramedics rush to Spencers aid.

It seemed to go in slow motion, everything whizzed past you as other paramedics helped you to your feet, your eyes glassy and vision blurred as you got brought to the back of an ambulance. Around you each member of your team was being attended to, brought to a stretcher and taken in another ambulance, eight ambulance’s in total.

It was okay, you got all of the men, all of your team was safe.

Except.

“HES FLATLINING”

“We need to get him to the hospital NOW!”

“HE'S GOING TO O.D.”

#criminal minds #spencer reid #derek morgan #jj #penelopie garcia #aaron hotchner #hotch #hotchner #david rossi #emily prentiss #spencer reid x reader #reid x reader #spencer x reader #criminal minds x reader

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marvel-m-lee · 3 years

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Fire, Note books and a- kid? •Part 1 of M-Verse•

Warning! This series will include gruesome descriptions of blood, bodies etc. These may be rare but they will be graphic. (This one doesn't have much tickling but it has a⁸ little haha)

This Series is also a tickls series, so if you dont like it, sorry oof.

Fandom: Marvel

"CRAP" Sam yelled as he flew right under a collapsing tie beam. "Language!" The cap yelled through the intercom, they were on a mission. There had been an explosion in an old warehouse building, no one knows how it happened but once they got there the place was covered with fire and dead bodies.

They were now in the building, fighting what they believed to be ex hydra workers that went into hiding for more experiments.

Cap fought from the ground whilst Sam was trying to get some shots from above while reading looked for any potential prisoners.

"Ain't seeing nothing from RedWibg Cap, the place is about to blow, we've gotta get out" Steve had just taken out about 17- now 18 Hydra agents, throwing them in the burning flames or beating them in combat.

"Alright, have one more look around the perimeter. Nat get the Jet prepared for exit incase the place actually does blow" He yelled, fighting off the last two Hydra agents in his area, throwing one onto another knocking them into a large fire screaming.

"K, sam make sure there arent any survivors" Nat ran back to the jet and started it up, the lights turning on as it slowly began to hover over the ground.

"Will do Widow" Sam flew up above the collapsing building to get another view of the area.

"Black Widow or Natasha" A sassy voice explained down the intercom.

"Okay Spider Lady" A grunt was heard that made both Cap and Sam laugh. Sam was looking through Redwing and his own eyes and couldn't seem to spot anything. "It all seems clear" Just as he were about to fly back down though he noticed something.

A young girl, her hair stuck together with some blood, mixed with dirt and wood. Her skin covered with brown mud and small cuts, she wore a white ripped hospital gown, too no longer white- or had seemed to be in years?...

"Holy shit-"

"Language!"

"There's a kid- west bound, see if you can get her. Covered in dirt and seemingly blood, right near where the fire seemed to have started from the burnt wood scraps and dying fires around her"

"A kid? West bound? Nat how long we got left?" Steve asked, running through the flames, dodging their burns and running as fast as he could.

"Before the place explodes? From my view about 150 seconds, just over two minutes. But you're gonna need to be fast so we can all get out." Nat watched over the intercoms and the computers showing where Steve was.

"Take a left"

"What?"

"Take a left! I'm giving you the fastest route to the west bound. Keep running until you find large doors, go through them and the last one at the end should lead to the girl"

Steve stopped asking the questions and complied. It wasnt his first time saving a kid, but the closer he got, the more he saw about the place. Cages, torture chambers, training halls.

This place wasnt a good one, especially for a kid... He thought.

He found the large doors, chained shut. Before he reached them he threw his shield, breaking the locks almost instantly. He ran through, but stopped in his tracks. The room was full of blood, the sticky walls glossed over, there were bones, some shattered, some scattered. Not hundreds, probably enough for the bodies of a good couple of people though... it was gruesome. Some of the worst things he had seen in a while, probably since... well. The blip?..

How was a kid kept here? How did we not know sooner?...

The thoughts span round the super solider head, taking up more time than he would have cared for.

"Steve? What's happened why'd you stop? We've got a minute!" Nat asked, she was getting impatient, the adrenaline was rising and so were the flames, everyone felt on edge here, as soon as they stepped down something felt very wrong.

"Shit, yeah. Alright, I'm going!" Steve ran and soon found the young girl, she didn't seem too strictly harmed for being so close to the flames. And for surviving in this, this prison.

"Got her, how long have I got left?"

"45 seconds"

Steve now had the young girl over his shoulder, he was trying to run even faster than he had before. This place. Something else had been happening here.

As the 100 year old ran though, he seemed to notice the fire die down wherever he ran to, creating a simple path for him to run in. He spotted the jet, Sam was standing in the open doorway, waiting to see if cap would make it. Silently cheering him on.

"10 seconds Cap"

"Start taking off now, we'll make it."

"FUCK NO! HURRY UP MAN" Sam yelled, this time to Captain America ratger rgan through the intercoms.

Time felt like it was going in slow motion, Steve got close enough just to jump and as soon as he did the whole place behind blew up. It all went so quickly after that, Sam grabbed his hand, holding on with all his might as Steve held the young girl. Nat, quicker than ever, sped off into the sky, miles from the ground to make sure the explosion wouldn't hit them as harshly as it should have.

Steve lay on the floor, with the young girl cradled in his arms behind the shield so she wouldn't get burnt. He was staring at her, even though she was covered in- well not so flattering things, she was beautiful. Something within began stirring. Something warm, familiar...

"Holy shit my dude. We almost died!" Sam droned, going to sit down on the chairs they had.

"We usually almost die, its part of our job" Nat explained, walking in and rolling her eyes. "Nahhh, Nat even you know that place was off" Sam looked over to the spy who sighed and walked over to Steve to help him up.

"How's the kid?"

Steve stood up and pulled away the shield to show off a little girl with y/c/h hair, covered in mud and pieces of blood, tucked up into his chest, breathing gently. "Wow" Sam sighed from the back.

"She's not in as much bad of a state as I would have imagined?" Nat said, watching over the little girl. "She wasnt too close to the big fire, must have been thrown into the mud and spotty snow from the explosion." Sam suggested.

Steve just held onto the small angel in his arms. He felt as though it were only he and she in the world, that time was no longer relevant. He memorized every piece of her face, even the pieces with dirt, cuts and bruises.

Suddenly Nat snapped him out of it, "Alright, I'm going to go get Bruce over. See if she's alright. For now just but her on a bed." Steve nodded as the Spider left to go call Dr. Banner.

"We haven't got beds though?- oh fuck you man" Steve laughed at Sam, he had just pulled out a bed from the sides of the ship. "You didnt know?" He teased. He and Nat had let sam sleep on the chairs or ground for the past few years. It seemed to be a secret agreement not to tell him amongst the avengers.

"Nah man, that's cold" Steve placed the little girl down and pulled up the walls of the bed to make sure she wouldn't fall out. Watching her little breaths as Sam's words started to fade away.

"Oi you even listening to me?" Sam asked unamused sitting up and looking at the fallen solider. "She's gonna be alright Steve" Steve sighed, deep down he knew she'd be fine. But he felt something strange. Fear. Like he had just found an old journal or someone he hadn't seen for a very long time.

He sighed and stood up, walking over to the bird man who was now sitting up watching the soldiers actions. They both heard Natasha in the background talking with Bruce.

"She's gonna be alright Steve"

"I hope so..."

It was a while till they had all landed at the compound. Rogers and Wilson played some card games- dont question it, Roger's made Tony buy him loads for each mission. He enjoyed the games. He also won most of them.

Steve picked the young girl up and brought her to Bruce as the doors opened up, they lauded her down on a hospital bed and hurried off. Bruce stayed back checking in on everyone. "The mission?"

"A success as always"

Steve seemed quiet, Sam answering fir him rather than fir himself. He watched the girl be scurried along into the building.

"Did you clean all her wounds?"

"Mhm"

Steve looked down and nodded before they all began walking. He didnt mean to seem any less- well captain america-y, but he definitely had something on his mind. Bruce began to follow quickly to ask what's up.

"Hmm? Oh.. nothing. Just worried for the child" Steve tried to brush the feeling off but couldn't his gut had other plans. They wanted to see the girl, see if she was okay.

"She's gonna be alright, she only needs a few tests done- safe ones of course, blood pressure, cut cleansing etc" Bruce smiled at the much taller man. Oh god he was short. Steve smiled back to the Dr with 7 PHD's.

"Thanks Banner, I'm gonna go see Stark"

"Okay, stay safe, I'll tell you when she's improved"

Steve nodded and walked into the building, turning an opposite way to Banner and going to go see Stark. Steve was secretly very grateful Bruce would tell him about the child once she was improving. He felt a connection.

"Stark?" The 100 year old asked, knocking on the doors to the Lab.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y, Open the Doors for Roger's Pleade and Thank you" The billionaire didnt move from his seat, he had been working on some new tech as usual.

"Thanks F.R.I.D.A.Y" Steve walked in, still in his spandex from the mission covered in blood and dirt with little scuff marks all over from the fire flames.

"Its an 8 Code Pin Rogers"

"I know I know, I just can't seem to remember it"

Tony rolled his eyes and looked up leaning on his chair with one arm resting over the top.

"What's up?"

Steve furrowed his brows. "Hmm?"

"You, you seem... less Super, more Man"

Steve rolled his eyes, "I'm not Super Man Tony!" Tony just shrugged and chewed the side of his cheek.

"Dunno there Cap" The genius stood up and walked over to him, the man was much seemingly smaller without his heals on, just bare foot walking around. He got extremely close to the Cap and got on his tip toes leaning in. If he wanted he could have kissed the man he were so close, though they both knew it wouldn't happen, Tony just liked getting close to annoy people.

That's when the billionaire squealed and almost fell to the ground with a jump back, a light blush on his face. "Dick" Steve smirked at the man, he sure was one ticklish man, billionaire, genius who cares. He was still ticklish. Tony went to go sit back down.

"So what's up?" This time, happily keeping his distance.

"I saved a kid today"

Tony furrowed his brows and chuckled, slowly clapping his hands. "Well done soldier, you saved a kid"

"Tony im serious"

"Well I didn't really think you were lying-"

Steve stepped forward making the Billionaire loose his confidence. He never minded being tickled, but then again it didnt help his reputation being melted into a giggly mess. He was still really nervous. Steve smirked at the man but then continued.

"She was covered in dirt and bits of blood. But before I found her, I ran through a hall. It was Dark, but the raging fires lit it up. There were bones, scattered. Probably enough for a good few people, some big some small. And blood, all over the walls..."

Steve tensed up, remembering the place. "It reminded me of the war with Thanos."

Tony stayed quiet, no longer fearful of childish tickles. It seemed horrifying. Even for them. "Okay, send me the Locations, I'll get F.R.I.D.A.Y up and working on it alright?" Tony wasn't the best when it came to comforting, but he knew he could do something.

Steve looked up at him and smiled thankfully, but Tony coukd tell there was something else bothering. Yet he didn't want Steve to be too focused on it all.

"Hey, here" Tony grabbed something from within a draw, it had a captain America's shield on the front, he handed it to steve. Just a normal sketch book. And some pencils. "You're welcome to use these and sit down at the window or something while I work. Keep your mind off things.

"Thanks Tony" Steve smiled at the billionaire, he wasnt great at comforting, but he knew what Steve wanted. It was a strange friendship that's for sure.

"Look at the first page too! I did a little something" The billionaire smirked as Steve turned the book open, on the front was an IronMan helmet with a little speech bubble saying "I Am IronMan" and a little stick figure with a shield in a cage in the bottom corner saying "I stink!"

Tony burst out laughing at Steve's expression. Let's just say his laughing continued for longer than expected...

#steve rogers #y/n #tony stank #bruce banner #hulksmash #the avengers #endgame #tickling #tickle community #natasha romanov #sam wilson #gore tw #bucky barnes #steve x reader #tony x reader #dr banner #marvel mcu #marvel

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danny phantom season 2, ep 12-16 thoughts! these episodes, in comparison to the first 10 or so, felt way more laid back and low-stakes, which I appreciate sometimes. I didn't appreciate how lazy jack's halfa design was in masters of time, it made me so annoyed I redesigned it. 👎🏻 u_u

see prev episode thoughts in this tag <3

-'picking a fight with me and my upgraded form!' 'you upgraded to a mullet?' DANNNNY. YOU CANT SAY THAT TO TECHNUS. YOUVE HAD A MULLET TWICE NOW ('fun' split danny, and evil future danny BOTH HAD THEM). I HAVE THE RECEIPTS.

-danny seeing technus hurting valerie and yelling I AM GOING TO BREAK YOU IN HALF. SAMEEEE <3

-axion labs is now a part of vladco. FUCK YOU VLAD. hes not even really IN this episode, but just thought I'd throw out a nice fuck you anyway.

-'capable of blasting a single person into space in (2) minutes!' tucker. that would kill someone. i mean yeah they might get to space, but theres NO WAY THEY WOULDNT CATCH FIRE, OR THEIR ORGANS WOULDNT LIQUIFY BECAUSE OF THE STRAIN. THEY'D PROBABLY PASS OUT BEFORE THEN, BUT. ...no, okay, I get why vlad bought this company. this is RIGHT up his alley.

-danny KNOWS VAL DIDNT DO THIS, THAT SOMEONE STOLE THE SUIT. AND SPENDING ALL NIGHT CHATTING WITH HER. <3 and val is a 9TH DEGREE BLACKBELT?? danny's mom is, too!! omg and she hunts ghosts, his parents would love her. and her fav fruit is kumquat bc its a funny word. im so with danny val is amazing. I love her and I Do Not Want To Hear It From Sam.

-I knew danny wanted to be an astronaut, but the bowling tidbit is like. yes give me more useless info abt these characters, I love tiny details that make them feel more human, and im glad hes got hobbies aside from ghost stuff, we dont really see a lot of that!!! (I mean, we knew 'fun' danny from when he split himself in half liked bowling, so obv it makes sense he LIKES it, but hes very GOOD at it. so proud of him, bowling king) val calling him neil armstrong and them teasing each other. LOVE THAT.

-technus you are my favorite grandpa for setting this up. SAM WHY ARE YOU BEING SO CREEPY BE HAPPY FOR YOUR FRIEND!!! STOP SPYING ON THEM!!! who actually cares if technus did 'set them up' together, theyre having fun and enjoy each others company!!! 'you think the universe wants you two to be together?' 'i dunno, but maybe /I/ do!' EXACTLY DANNY!!! SOO TRUE.

-and valerie being happy sam said she wants to try and be happy for them and make room at the lunch table for them. and hugging sam over it. VAL NEEDS MORE FRIENDS.

-VAL GOING AFTER TECHNUS IN HER SUIT WITH (1) MILK, AND (1) TREE BRANCH AND KEYS!!!. I LOVE YOUUUU BEST GIRL. her new suit kicks ass

-dannys like 'HEY IM AN ASTRONAUT :D' AW. ...HES IN SPACE... the fact he's actually intending to give her the ring. with SAMS NAME ON IT?? IM CRINGING DANNY NO. YOU CANT DO THAT...thank god he didnt. thank god valerie cut it off and said they can just stay friends for now. tbh, they both have a lot on their plates!! they obv both still like each other...it can be a future thing!! when she knows about phantom! youre 14 theres no need to rush. I just want her to have friends and be happy :(

-...danny struggles to do (1) pull up. SAME. but all the ghost fighting in phantom form REALLY doesnt carry over at ALL? that sucks

-sam being as fit as she is, is not just a goth. shes a goth jock.

-honey I Shrank Our Kid, One of his Enemies, and his Bully: the episode

-dash's crush on phantom is So Obvious. fitness buddies :) watching them interact always makes me laugh. also, phantom, with PANTS. 'how many costume changes you gonna go through, what is this, vegas??' DASSH DJKSFHASKDF

-MADDIE GOING AFTER THE MOUSE WITH A BROOM, WHAT THE FUCK. AAAH. JUST BUY SOME KIND OF MOUSE TRAP.

-danny likes lime and vinegar chips. which sound very good.

-'our boy finally has the physical prowess of a 60 year old president!' ...poor danny LMAO

-'what's wrong with beauty pageants' oh tucker you sweet naïve child. what ISNT wrong with them. who approved this for a high school?? (I mean, yes. unfortunately child pageants exist, but...) also danny and tucker once again treating the pretty girls like objects. I need to meet the grown man who wrote this, I just want to talk...

-prince aragon's dragon form reminds me of maleficent (color scheme wise) which is always a bonus. considering the episode is called beauty marked, I feel like the sleeping beauty references are deliberate

-sam with the fake fangs. once again her accessories never miss. hate the 'not like other girls, girls who get sucked into this kind of thing are all shallow and all want to be carbon copies' bs tho.

-sam trying to be the Worst Bride, being rude as shit. DORA IS GOING TO GET KILLED. DID YOU MISS THE PART WHERE SHE SAID THE PRINCE WILL HAVE HER HEAD IF YOU ARENT THE IDEAL BRIDE. YOU /KNOW/ DANNY WILL COME SAVE YOU. JUST ACT CHILL UNTIL THEN. even if you were doing fine to get him to take off the crown, consider maybe not letting his poor sister get punished also?? sure, she could also take off the crown and has dragon powers, but did you know that for sure?? dora didnt even really realize it until you guys talked!! (or at least, she was scared to stand up to him. you had no guarantee she would...) but. good for dora. ANOTHER friendly ghost to add to the List :)

-tucker is so under appreciated in his time. if he was doing a tech-based campaign today he'd have a better shot. people in 2004 had NO IDEA how much tech would be a part of our day-to-day lives...altho. tbh if you're going to be running for student council president, maybe you should..focus on things to actually improve the school? since he's going for a tech angle, he could say like, he would be running fundraisers for the schools computers to be upgraded, etc? we've already SEEN he can be good at money-making entrepreneur type stuff!!

-oh my god wait. this episode is JUST YUGIOH?????! A REBORN PHAROH USING A TEENAGER AS A VESSEL?? YESSSSSS

-tucker using his new minion to feed him grapes and carry him. AND LOCUSTS ONTO THE BULLIES. I love how when he's possessed, he gains winged eyeliner.

-this episode is giving me big 'plankton makes everyone in bikini bottom his slaves and build monuments of him from the spongebob movie' vibes. and the pharaoh has a traitor who works for him? VERY big yugioh vibes. aknadin confirmed

-I like that danny is still completely exhausted after using ghostly wail. (still patiently waiting on him to get duplication)

-LOVE the fenton's 80s outfits. I get hes 14 and embarrassed by everything they do because theyre his parents, but. cmon, this is one objectively cool thing theyve done. love 80s fashion.

-...was vlad just standing on that streetlight waiting for danny to come out? how'd he know they'd be coming out the back? how long has he been up there???

-oh, wait, his ecto-acne has flareups? that SUCKS. danny was...well I dont want to say he was LUCKY HE HALF-DIED, but he was lucky his was pretty instant (I'm assuming that had to do with the power/scale of the portals being different?) I remember in the ep we met him, vlad made a point of saying he was stuck in a hospital for a long time, so. that really actually sucks and I feel bad. not that it excuses anything he's done...but like. it does suck.

-vlad being so sure danny wouldnt help him he made it somehow contagious to his friends to make sure he'd get help? danny is a nice boy, he wouldve helped if it was anyone else. the only reason he wouldn't have is because of the shit vlad did to him, on purpose. vlad 100% dug his own grave by being the biggest asshole, so it is very hard to feel bad for him.

-clockwork is back!!! and making danny learn lessons The Hard Way. Uhhh, okay. I kind of get Danny’s logic, that time traveling this far back would prevent vlad from becoming a halfa also, ergo no arch nemesis or ectoacne to worry about. But the fact that was basically the first solution Danny came up with to solve this problem is actually so funny. It’s so extreme

-APPRICIATION FOR THESE 80S LESBIAN BG CHARACTERS.

-vlad telling maddie in the lab (in the 80s) he has something he's wanted to tell her 'for a long time'...how long have they known each other? I assumed they met in college, since jack always calls vlad his college buddy/roommate, so jack and vlad for sure met in college, but did vlad know maddie longer? thats surprising if so. Tho we don’t know what year of college they’re in so they could mean they met as freshmen and a few years have past…speaking of maddie shes crushing the 80s look.

-vlad blames jack, but. maybe dont stick your face 2 inches from the portal??! THIS FEELS LIKE LAB SAFETY BASICS. IF SOMETHING HAS POTENTIAL TO BE DANGEROUS, DONT GET NEAR IT. WITH YOUR FACE UNPROTECTED IN ANY WAY. (altho jack didnt really give a Big Warning besides screaming BONZAI. so. also that, but cmon.) also, they need gloves, goggles, and to pull all of their hair back tbh. but fuck lab safety, I guess!

-cryyyyinnng at how lazy they were with jack's ghost form design, its just plasmius' design on jack!!! you couldve given him his own design!!

-there. I did that in about 10 minutes and its somehow less lazy than what made it into the show. embarrassing! better yet, I think the episode would've been better if maddie would've gotten the ectoacne. or maybe its just me, wanting to see her design! anyway. I'm sure people have already done redesigns of them both as halfas. I have to go look after I finish this watch through. Also mildly frustrated jacks resentment and bitterness is basically also a copy paste of vlads backstory. They’re different characters, I really don’t think jack would stew in bitterness and jealousy the same way vlad would!! I also don’t think he’d give up after one time of trying to hunt ghosts and getting laughed at. Our canon timeline says different…I dunno, I get it was for laughs, but I’m annoyed because the POTENTIAL this plot has…

-did vlad really wear a stupid cheese hat to his wedding. ok actually that kinda rules. and the cheese door knocker. the dairy-only buffet table. vlad still got rich, just on being the New Dairy King. (Assuming that means he owns a lot of dairy businesses?) ok! this actually is great. hope maddie isn't lactose intolerant!

-'no matter how hard I tried, I could never get rid of my ghost half, the half I knew Maddie could never accept' ohh, ouch, what a horrible thing to say to her HALF GHOST SON. 'YOUR MOM WILL NEVER ACCEPT YOU' BASICALLY.

-maddie strapping danny to the table with a lazer pointed at him in a secret lab she keeps from vlad that she makes a point of saying is sound proof so he can scream all he wants...CHRIST. DANNYS POOR PYSCHE.

-also, not to feel bad for alternate vlad (because, he did lie to maddie saying jack blames her and never wants to see her again...) but. being married to a woman 20+ years and she immediately goes back to jack? if she didnt love vlad and feels like she had to hide shit from him, and says she wasted her best years with him, WHY MARRY HIM. it feels like leading him on!!! cannot believe im feeling bad for vlad, but. this alternate timeline vlad is significantly Less Horrible than Our Vlad. did she not think she'd get funding for her ghost stuff? (which, fair assumption since they're considered 'ghost fanatics/nuts in canon...but...) why did she think jack or vlad would be her ONLY OPTIONS? be like your sister. be single. Actually, this au could’ve been really interesting if after the accident, vlad lied to her and said jack never wanted to see her again, but she stays single. Imagine how much that would bug vlad… like, in her mind, it was never a competition it was jack or no one type situation…

-danny being like 'leave him ALONE' this jack is a HOMEWRECKER, DANNY. let them go to court and settle this at the least. ...or just throw vlad into the portal. (100% human, defenseless vlad) CHRIST, MADDIE THATS BRUTAL. THATS MURDER.

-danny seeing his mom immediately accepting him and his dad being half ghosts in this universe, if I was him this would be a great sign that his universe's maddie would also.

-*maddie voice* "clockwork will help!" *2 seconds later, with clockwork* "I will Not Help." TOUGH LOVE KING. YES LET DANNY SEE THE SODA HIMSELF AND DEVOLP BETTER OBSERVATION SKILLS.

-when clockwork ""reset time to the way it was"" just before danny "meddled"" ...did he really erase a whole alternate timeline? ...damn. because maddie and danny both called it an alternate timeline by name, it splitting when the college incident went different, so it wouldnt have really mattered if he reset it, right. like because danny's timeline is on a different stream? why didnt clockwork just. show danny a replay and not Reset That Timeline. wh...I wonder how many people that Erased From Existence. Anyway! once again stating clockwork is casually terrifying!

#danny phantom #dp thoughts #sanchoyorambles

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phckingusername · 3 years

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GUYS!!! HEXBUG AU

Connor and Nines are a form of robotic aliens there ship in danger and their bodies inactive, they and their crew have escaped the immediate threat but uploading themselves into what we know as hexbugs made for smaller and more efficient travel when necessary. the two brothers escape pod lands on earth on the roof of the DPD. Making their way to the main floor, they observe the planet and it's organic inhabitants. Gavin finds the little robotic on his desk while Hank is unaware of Connor for now. Gavin looks it over in his hand and puts it down on his desk where Richard/nines decides to move around in a bit of a panic. It looks random to gavin and he is entertained by the toy. He's not sure where it came from or who's it is or why it's on his desk, but he's keeping it. Maybe it's a new toy that's coming out for Christmas. Maybe he can hand it over to his brother to look at. Make sure it isn't some kind of military spy tech. Most likely he thinks he just might be out of touch. He puts it in his pocket.

In Richards view he is scared of being broken. After all this is his last link at life. His soul is stored in this small weak form if it breaks he dies. Connor is talking to him but when Gavin leaves for home they get to far and their signal Is lost.

At home gavin empties his pockets and basically forgets about Nines due to his hunger and work tired body. Gavin is in the other room watching TV while he eats when he hears the buzzing on the table. What is that? Getting up he remembers his new toy.

It's on its side wedged between his keys. Nines view he is panicking again being unable to get up and under the attention of the organic alien. He is unsure of the species temperament. He doesn't want to die. Not like this. Gavin picks him up and looks for a switch. There Is none. 'dont handle me like that' Richard thinks

He puts he down and Nines stops buzzing. "What happened? Is it broken?" He taps his finger on its pointed back.

'oh ra9 it's angry now' nines thinks and he takes his chances to escape the organic alien and vibrates away from gavins hand again.

He trys to leave the table but gavin catches it before it falls. "the fuck is wrong with this thing?" He asks holding it in his open palm

The light inside turns bright red and the buzzing seems to convey a trembling. Gavin gets a silly impression that it's afraid.

"What are you?" He asks confused about the objects purpose.

He continues to shake.

When Gavin has the free time he takes it to his brother

"I've looked online and I can't find anything about it. Not sure if it's broken or something. Doesn't have a on off switch and it has different lights and shit in it. What is it?"

"I'm not sure. Where did you find it?" Eli asks casually looking it over.

"On my desk."

Nines begins to shake again and the transparent parts of his body glows red.

"See there it goes again. Is it low on battery?"

"Doesn't look like it."

"Well it's not important anyway. Just thought you might know something about it. Given you're into tech and all." He takes it back and his light turns yellow.

'no disassemble.' (lol)

They hang out and Gavin eventually goes home

Nines learns not to move when the organic known as Gavin is near. But his light still turns yellow when he enters the room.

Gavin pays it very little mind. And Richard wonders how his brother is doing.

At some point Gavin notices the way it moves is like it's being controlled by someone rather than random movement and he is highly suspicious that it is a kind of spy ware.

He busts it moving around and he decides to talk to who ever is listening in. And first it doesn't move or respond in any way. But Gavin gets it to blink yes and no questions.

He grins and is satisfied with himself at having figured out a fly in the wall. He is convinced that it is being controlled by an fbi agent or something and continues to talk to it. First asking it questions but then simply talking about whatever. He knows he hears him, and the government is listening in to everyones conversation anyways, but it's kind of nice knowing someone is on the other side, even if they don't want to listen or care, it serves them right for spying on Gavin.

Meanwhile Richard listens, and listens, and responds in what ways he can asked something. Apparently Gavin is under a false impression but it still helps take the edge off. Richard learns a lot about Gavin and his own little piece of the world and his life. Organics are not so different from his own people.

(You ever read a romance story between a human and an alien Hexbug? Lol)

Is the little Hexbug getting feelings for the human? Did the drunk human forget about the little spy and please himself in bed? AtTrAcTiOn???????

Alphabets on paper. Snarky replies, "geez didn't know you were such a smart ass." Ask for help. "I'm not gullible." Reluctant Acceptance, realization.

Connor is chilling under a ded bonsai he is more than concerned about his brother. He is back in range and is infact coming right towards him. Gavin snatches Connor from the desk but Hank is pissy about Gavin taking something from his desk. Eventually Gavin convinces Hank he didn't take anything.

Goes to his brother Eli where he is laughing at Gavins little joke. With both Connor and Richard together they manage to link their internal thought into glitchy text on one of eli's computer screens.

With this they manage to convince Eli and give him the information to the means of helping them and their ship. While Eli is working on that Gavin can actually have conversations with the thing now. Learns it's name is Richard and all about his sarcastic sassy, snarky, smart ass, genuine, gentle personality. He gets along with his new little robo friend.

It takes a little over a year for their ship to get to earth.

When they step inside everyone is on the floor with their chassis exposed. They look odd and dead. Gavin is and isn't surprised by this. Which one is Richard?

It takes even longer to figure out what happened to them. And longer still to fix them. But Connor and Richard help Eli understand and fix the problems they physically can't.

But one day it happens. One day Gavin wakes up and the Hexbug is not glowing at all. He's not sleeping, if he were the light would be a dim throbbing (oof maybe not that word. Slowly going on to off to on again) white. But the light is just off and Gavin is afraid he's ded. He runs to find his brother when he bumps into a broad chest.

He thinks it's a human man trespassing in his brother's home, but Richard clears up Gavins confusion.

"But you didn't look like this on the ship."

"Our synthetic skin was deactivated along with everything else. We, do not like to be seen that way."

AtTrAcTiOn!!!!! "This is your body?"

"Yes."

Lol gavin has the hots for a robo man who used to be a Hexbug. And the robo man has the hots for the organic bag of meat flesh. The feck is this story.

Its time for the brothers to collect the rest of their people across the cosmos. You know what that means!!! Ask the two organics to go with them!!!!!! And they both say yes! Out in space Gavin stands in awe at the view and he's flustered about his feelings for the former Hexbug. Richard is not so stand off ish. He's a lot more bold with his approach. "I can read you vitals and I've come to understand them." Mentions the time Gavin gave himself some loving and how richard uses that for reference for when Gavin is aroused. Along with other regular moments he used as a base line.

Guess who ends up naked in the same room? Lol. Gavin is surprised at the display

"I told you before, we are not so different from each other. Perhaps we share our point of origin."

"You don't know?"

"Do you truly know your beginning?"

(~Let's get physical, physical. Come let's get physical~)lol I can't even

Hey yo explore space get the peeps back and safe and the. Decide to return to earth.

"My brother and I would like to explore your planet. It is new and awful. I can not stop thinking about the place you call home."

"Do you want to be a part of it?"

THE FUCK IS THIS STORY. I FUCKING CAN'T. OH MY GOD. THIS IS RIDICULOUS. HOLYSHIT.

#dbh #detroit become human #rk900 #gavin reed #dbh richard #dbh nines #my writing #reed900 #rk800 #dbh connor #rk brothers #hexbug au #dbh elijah #elijah kamski

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I have roughly 10,000 thoughts about Don't Look Up but in short: everyone is wrong about it and it's because of the two end credits scenes and also because they haven't read enough about comets

That's an exaggeration. Approximately 70% of my feelings about this movie are covered in this Vox article which I encourage anyone who has watched the movie but didn't really love it to read. I'm putting the rest of this under a cut because this is really just for me and it's probably going to get long (edit: its 2500 words. i promise you dont have to read this, it's literally just for me) (also spoilers/references contained for Scream (1996) Cabin in the Woods (2011) "Nobody is Ever Missing", the Season one finale of Succession, and, obviously, the ending of Dont Look Up.)

This movie is best because it's ACTUALLY about... comets.

Adam McKay wants this movie to be about climate change and it's not.

A lot of people have made this point - the process of solving climate change is very different than solving a comet. Reasonable people disagree on things like how much we should invest in nuclear power and whether we should be pursuing carbon capture. If you're not an ardent degrowther or communist, you probably don't believe in one button we can push to immediately get rid of climate change, even if you think its more a question of investing in existing technologies instead of innovating new ones. Climate change's timeframe can be argued about until we all die, but it's definitely longer than 100 days. Climate change may or may not cause extinction of all humans, but what separates the comet from climate change is Don't Look Up tells us we know for certain. 99.9% probability, only because scientists hate saying 100%, but it is going to kill everyone and we know exactly when.

What things will really cause human extinction? What extinction risks have an incredibly short response time? Do we know what to do about these things?

The short answer is, well. Comets and Asteroids. Also other things like that, many of which sound very silly and have a high likelihood of not being real but also a high likelihood of being really bad if they are. Phosphorous depletion, biodiversity tipping points, biological and chemical warfare, our simulation getting shut down, nuclear winter, and more (I am not citing all of these but be assured I could). If you think these are silly, you are the target audience of Don't Look Up. As the article says,

"What it does do incredibly well is serve as an allegory for actual comets, or supervolcanic eruptions, or transformative AI, or engineered pandemics, or for anything else that really might abruptly end humanity — and that might well get you laughed off daytime TV for freaking out about them, as happens to the protagonists in one of Don’t Look Up’s best-crafted scenes."

If it's real life, it isn't a parody

I want you to imagine right now watching a movie with the plot of Dont Look Up but it's about climate change. Is that movie... that funny? Or are you screaming along with the characters every time they overdramatically outburst on national TV when they should know better?

Humor is super subjective and I may be alone here, but if you're a person who already knew things like the real risks of comets to the human race, the methods we're planning to use to stop them, even the fact that comets contain tons of rare earth elements which are, yes currently mainly found and mined in China, something tech companies are obsessed with, this movie isn't a parable for something else. It doesn't include exaggeration - one of the central tenants of satire, parody, or jokes in general. You can argue the edges of specific choices people make in this movie, but it paints a pretty convincing picture of what our actual response to a real existential threat would be.

Why are the last 30 minutes such a bummer? (The secret is: it always already was!)

A LOT of people argue this movie suffers from a "tone shift". Here's a line from a fairly critical Washington Post review:

"All that said, the best things in the movie work against each other. “Dr. Strangelove” had a consistent tone that ran throughout Kubrick’s film. “Don’t Look Up” has Jonah Hill clowning around in some scenes and DiCaprio and Lawrence earnestly screaming at the camera a few minutes later. The last act of “Don’t Look Up” is affecting but also seems imported from a different film given everything that has happened in the two and a half hours that preceded it."

I disagree. This is closer to a slowly-building horror movie than a third-act pirouette. From the first scene, you should feel a sense of growing dread - it feels like something straight out of Scream! Young adults screwing around until something slowly becomes clear and you don't know exactly what it is but you know it's very very bad. "Why do you want to know my name?" "Because I want to know who I'm looking at" reads to me just like "why are the values getting smaller?". When Johannsen's character gets high in an airplane cargo hold, I was reminded of the season one finale of Succession, "Nobody is Ever Missing", where (spoilers) Kendall, having just committed manslaughter, dances with his children at his sister's wedding for an alibi. It's deeply troubling to watch - who does that except someone uniquely monstrous? Except it's not unrealistic - it's about how people, when in horrifying situations, behave as best (or worst and self-interestedly) as we can. You are in the third decade of your life on earth and you just realized you might not live another year but you can't do anything about it, so may as well smoke.

The moment you truly internalize that they will fail, this is a horror movie. If it happens in the first scene (which it did for me), you are watching a different movie than if it happens in the last.

The ticking clock is ever-present. They wait one day for a meeting, and if you know they have around a hundred days left to live, that's one percent of their remaining life gone. Once you start thinking about every scene like that, you can't stop. Kate is in her mid-twenties confronting her own mortality and she doesn't have time to process that because everyone is telling her she's crazy. And it literally just gets worse from there. Everyone complaining about how hysterical this movie is I assume is immune to existential dread or thinks the occasional breakdown is meant as a persuasive device. No one thinks the scream at seeing the masked killer in your house is overdone! It's not a persuasive device! It's for the characters undergoing a deeply traumatic experience to have a moment to feel that, and us to feel the catharsis of watching them.

Now I'm Going to Talk about Cabin in the Woods

If you haven't seen Cabin in the Woods, go watch it. It's really good. Or don't, but be warned there are many spoilers contained below.

Cabin in the Woods is also a horror movie, and it's also about an apocalypse happening, and people deciding (through a combination of incompetence, malice, and something like love, but that's tangential) to let it. But what it SAYS about this apocalypse is twofold: one, that it's caused by human misbehavior, and two, that we deserve it.

Subpoint one it shares with Dont Look Up - if you've seen it, the casually cruel, only occasionally competent tech workers played by Bradley Whitford and Richard Jenkins could absolutely work in the Streep White House. Is the responsibility of the global destruction of the third act theirs? The teens? I go back and forth, but its root is a uniquely human arrogance either way. Both groups see themselves as protagonists, who should be able to control their environment, who deserve to live to the end of the movie. I don't know if there's a more human set of impulses.

Don't Look Up is the same - it's a tragedy because everyone is acting exactly as we would expect them to. Of course the mission is delayed until the best political moment, of course a hysterical TV outburst is turned into a memeable moment. Everyone is acting just like people do, and also acting inexcusably, because people act inexcusably all the time. Here's the difference that I care about, though: I think a perfect version of Dont Look Up is a masterful parry to Cabin in the Woods' subpoint two.

The end of CitW argues that society is fundamentally so corrupt that it's better to allow it all to be destroyed than continue on our current path. The teens, who've undergone horrific torture, decide that any society that could do this, even in the face of an impossible moral dilemma, is so fundamentally broken, it's time to start over. We deserve whatever is coming to us.

Don't Look Up, on the other hand, is constantly in the smallest of ways arguing that we don't. That even humans acting badly are people we can find good in, value in, or even just understand for one fleeting minute. It does this a few ways.

First - the movie would be incomplete without the short, maybe 15 second interludes of... life on Earth. Sometimes people, sometimes animals or the environment. It's a scene break, but it's also there for a reason. It's there to remind you when you've just spent 10 minutes wanting to claw out Jonah Hill's eyes, the stakes are still just as big as you remember them. Even if no one else is treating them that way. If you think that they will fail from the beginning of the movie, it's like a gut punch. "All of this will soon disappear - can you handle it? Can you really? Looking at it?" (this is another reason why the climate change metaphor is strained - while the "planet" will be profoundly changed, it'll adapt much easier than human civilization could)

Second - Many of these characters are more sympathetic than anyone in CitW, or many other versions of this movie. I want to talk about Cate Blanchett, Timothy Chalamet, and *sigh* Jonah Hill. Hot Amoral Newscaster Woman ~actually has a brain~ isn't exactly fourth wave feminism, but you can't deny she makes choices in this movie. Even if they're bad ones. I don't know how strong this one is, but I think if you're facing down the end of the world and just want to talk shit about people, I want you to live to at least make all our lives more interesting. Timothy is actually more interesting and deeply compelling to me personally. He's close to a shithead, last-resort boyfriend who just wants to destroy things and kiss hot girls. But he clearly has an internal life - he found his own religion and seems simultaneously shy about it in front of his friends but also deeply joyous and committed to it. Why does he ask Kate to marry him? Is it just because he's dumb and doesn't realize what's happening, or does he realize on some level this is it and just wants to make her happy, even if he has no idea how? I'll never know, but I sure as fuck will think about it! Finally. Chief of Fuckboy. I PROMISE I am not an irl Don Jr Apologist, but you have to be pretty fucking cold to look at where we leave this character, hoping against hope his mom will come back and save his life instead of literally abandoning him to die, and feel nothing. The TLDR here is that we aren't just furious because our main characters are going to die and we aren't just furious because other people who haven't done anything wrong are going to die. Some people, who are somewhere between annoying and morally bankrupt, are going to die, and it's hard to feel good about it when faced with the truth of that. OH also I want to talk about Kate and the running general joke. Partially because it's one of the most (imo) genuinely independently of the parody funny moments in the movie and also because it's SO beautiful. Anyway have you ever been in some truly terrible circumstances and been unable to do anything but crack bad jokes? Its about the "will there be singing? Yes, about the bad times". IDK how to explain it any better than that.

Third - the moment the comet becomes visible. It's a moment about shared humanity. It's Kate and the doctor talking for the first time since a big falling out, and the beginning of their restored friendship and companionship. It's everyone else leaving their cars around them, as the shot gets wider and wider. Everyone is having the same moment, and everyone is united because it's so easy and simple. Just look up.

Fourth - DiCaprio's character arc. The vox article again:

"The apocalyptic disaster movie — think I Am Legend, Independence Day, 2012, War of the Worlds, The Day After Tomorrow — has its conventions. The hero starts out as an ordinary family man (and yes, it’s almost always a man), but when circumstances demand it, he realizes he has something more than the ordinary inside him... The apocalypse, in this genre convention, is a backdrop for men to realize their mettle, put aside childish things, save their families, save the world, and then choose to live and love in it... Don’t Look Up is pointedly at odds with that tradition. The scheme to break apart the comet headed for Earth fails. With humanity facing its doom, the heroes and their loved ones gather around the dinner table and share memories and prayer and family jokes. DiCaprio wins his wife’s forgiveness and gruffly greets his adult children."

His character is a microcosm of what's happening to everyone on Earth - he screwed up, being human but also being cruel and shortsighted. And you forgive him, because he doesn't deserve to die either, and he definitely doesn't deserve to die alone and without his family.

"Don’t Look Up isn’t about ordinary people who discover inside them the heroism to save the ones they love. It’s about ordinary people who know what’s coming and ultimately aren’t heroes at all. They make a couple of futile attempts to do something, which amount to nothing. And then they die, because that’s what will happen, if we aren’t up to the task ahead of us."

Ordinary people aren't heroes, and their heroic efforts amount to nothing. But it's still a profound tragedy, because you don't have to be a hero to be worth saving - you just have to be alive.

"Let's Lighten the Mood" - I'd rather you Not, McKay

SO with those heartstrings hopefully as torn to shreds as I was when I watched this movie, lets talk about the end credits scenes. And how much I fucking hate them.

The first one - cute callback! Absolutely funny! Except it isn't. Listen, I also don't want fifty billionaires to survive while everyone else dies on Earth. And honestly? I would be fine with everyone on that spaceship dying. But the science/pseudoscience that doesn't actually work imo holds up in the rest of the movie, and the shit in this scene is so far out of 2021 technology it takes me right out. If we have cryochambers and spaceships that can travel across galaxies, why dont we have functioning nanobots again?

Separate from that pet peeve, the point of that scene is to make us feel better. It's a spoonful of sugar. "See? Everyone you know and care about and don't know will die a horrible death and humanity will be gone for good but the billionaires will die awfully too!" Absolutely fuck that noise. Extinction doesn't suck less because the people you hate will die.

The second one is everything wrong with the first one but more. Why does Jonah Hill survive? Literally no fucking reason. No one else does. Why is it better to see him wandering around an apocalyptic wasteland on his phone instead of where we left him? As close to human as he ever gets?

If you watch these two end credits scenes and take them seriously, of course this movie feels like smug liberalism or a failed, "screaming" parody. Because it's not about a complicated, valuable humanity - it's about the libs owning back. Without them, it's very sad and very hopeful at the same time.

#i had the most frustrating day working today and im coping by writing 5k word essays with citations #in between 8 minute bursts of fucking nonsense #also i had a baaaaad insomnia night so i am doing this on four hours of sleep. i am a girl on the edge #im not even tagging this as anything. im going to bed.

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Bright Episode TWO, Part Two

DISCLAIMER I DONT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS EXCEPT FOR LIA. Please don't steal my work. Songs listed here are linked at the bottom. Love y'all and stay safe 😉

Back at the Molina household where the girls are studying “Sooo…” Julie starts, putting her book down and facing Lia, “When are we going to talk about the obvious?”

“What do you mean?”

“Umm…” Julie gets off her bean bag, “The fact that there are three ghosts living in my studio and the fact that they are in a band and…” Julie starts pacing around as Malia’s eyes follow her around, “these boys are literally ruining my life and oh…” She comes to a standstill in front of Malia who’s on the bed and puts her arms up, “ONE OF THEM IS YOUR DEAD BROTHER!”

Malia reaches over and puts her hand over Julie’s mouth, “First, could you be any louder? Second, yes it’s crazy that there are three boys who happen to be in a band and it's even weirder that one of them is my dead brother. Third… this is too much effort, I guess I’ll just not become a scientist…” Malia says, throwing her chemistry book away.

“Okay first off…” Julie starts as she throws Lia’s hand off her mouth, “You love chemistry and you're literally a genius, second… he’s your brother Lia! Like he’s your mentor. Literally!”

“Okay first… calm down…” Malia says, getting off the bed and grabbing her guitar case, “Second. I know that he’s my brother and it’s weird. Literally he’s the reason why I love music but he’s also the reason why I hate music like literally screw hot dogs man!”

Malia opens up the case and pulls out Luke’s guitar, “Also how’d you figure out that he was you know… the… hot dogged man?”

“Well, I have been to your house before and I have seen pictures of him before.”

“Okay… fair enough. But now what? Do I just be like… hey you what’s up dog? Guess what, a couple years after you died your parents had me and now they’re my parents and they despise me for the fact that I like music because you ran away for music but they also love me way too much and literally have a tracker installed on my phone?”

“Okay that might be too much?”

“I wanted to give him back his guitar,” Lia slowly strums a couple chords, “Figured I could tell him when I did that,” Lia’s eyes get heavy “Hot dog this sucks so much.”

Julie just gives Lia a hug.

“Okay here’s the plan,” Lia says, shaking off the tears, “I’m going to head to the studio and your going to make sandwiches and then we're gonna meet at the dining table and depending on how everything goes we're gonna talk, cry or laugh. Deal?”

“Deal.”

Lia walking to the studio with Luke’s guitar - Lia’s perspective

I shake myself to amp myself up as I knock on the door before entering.

“Hey Boys….” I say as I see Reggie and Alex doing random things.

“Oh hey Malia,” Reggie smiles.

“Hi Reggie… um do you guys know where Luke is?”

“Yeah… he’s staring at food he can’t eat,” Alex says.

“Sick… um I just came to check in and I wanted to give this to Luke? It’s his,” I say as I walk towards the coffee table and set the case on it. Alex and Reggie crowd behind me as I pull out Luke’s minty green electric guitar.

“Wait, that is his guitar!” Reggie says, that sweet… kinda non-brainy kid.

“Yeah… she just said that,” Alex say, “So how’d you get it? And how did you know it was his?”

“Well…” I start as I close my case and set the guitar down and take a seat on the couch, “When you guys died, some of your belongings were probably sent to your families and well… this guitar was returned to his family.”

“I don’t get it,” Reggie shrugs.

“It means they’re related.” “He’s my brother.”

The boys turn to face me.

“He didn’t have a sister.” “Well he did after he died.”

“Dang that’s weird,” Reggie says, walking off.

“Well… does he know?”

“Nope. I came here to tell him but umm… he’s not here. So now imma leave this guitar here and leave and i’ll tell him tomorrow so like… don’t tell him?”

I slowly get up and walk out. I can feel the guys eyes stuck to the back of my head.

As I go to walk up the stairs Reggie suddenly pops up in front of me.

“Ah!”

“Sorry about that,” He reaches behind to scratch his head in an awkward way, “I just wanted to let you know that it must have been hard… you know not knowing Luke but… he would have really loved you.”

“Thanks Reg… that means a lot.”

“Reg?”

“Yeah… It’s cute.”

I slowly walk past him with a smile on my face and head back inside the house.

The next morning - At the dance where Lia is working as Tech

Flynn and Julie had just walked in. Malia had been working with the other Tech guy, Dyan, to deal with all the lights and etc. Dirty Candy started singing.

See 'em look, hear 'em "ooh-ah"

Hands up, throw back, boo yah

We're the best, no doubt

Check it out, yeah, we make 'em say "wow"

Made moves, on the rise now

Run stuff, get a piece of that pie now

We're the best, no doubt

Check it out, yeah, we make 'em say "wow"

Yeah, we're going sky high, never gonna settle

Living in the fast lane, pedal to the metal

We see it, wе want it, we get it, we got it

Evеrybody lose control

We came to play, where you at?

We're going hard, just like that, yeah

We the bomb, chain react

Blow their minds and watch them

Woah, woah, woah, woah

See 'em look, hear 'em "ooh-ah"

Hands up, throw back, boo yah

We're the best, no doubt

Check it out, yeah, we make 'em say "wow"

Made moves, on the rise now

Run stuff, get a piece of that pie now

We're the best, no doubt

Check it out, yeah, we make 'em say "wow"

Lia watches from above as the three boys pop outta nowhere and they talk to Julie. Reggie, amazed by Carrie, won’t stop looking at them.

Come follow me, we gon' make history

'Cause we are the champions like Freddie Mercury

Yeah we gonna rock you, never gonna not do

Always making headlines, yeah, we're the hot news

We came to play, where you at?

We're going hard, just like that, yeah

We the bomb, chain react

Blow their minds and watch them

See 'em look, hear 'em "ooh-ah"

Hands up, throw back, boo yah

We're the best, no doubt

Check it out, yeah, we make 'em say "wow"

Made moves, on the rise now

Run stuff, get a piece of that pie now

We're the best, no doubt

Check it out, yeah, we make 'em say "wow"

Wo-o-o-o-o-ow, wo-o-o-ow

Wo-o-o-o-o-ow

Check it out, yeah, we make 'em say "wow"

Mm, yeah, we make 'em say "wow"

Ooh, yeah, yeah

They watch Alex dance until Luke slaps him across the shoulder. Lia giggles causing Dylan to give her a WTF look.

See 'em look, hear 'em "ooh-ah" (Yeah, yeah)

Hands up, throw back, boo yah (Ooh)

We're the best, no doubt (No doubt!)

Check it out, yeah, we make 'em say "wow" (Wow)

Made moves, on the rise now (Yeah)

Run stuff, get a piece of that pie now

We're the best, no doubt (We're the best, no doubt)

Check it out, yeah, we make 'em say "wow"

“Thank you… thank you,” Carrie says, “Oh and make sure you don’t forget to check out my new youtube video! Oh and go Bobcats!”

“Alright… thats it I can clean up here,” Lia says, shooing Dylan away.

Julie gets pumped up by the band. Lia watches from above as Julie makes her way to the stage and sits at the piano. She realizes what's happening and turns on the mic. Julie starts playing the piano causing Dylan to Look at Lia, “I thought we were done?”

Julie starts playing a tune.

Sometimes I think I'm falling down

“This was a last minute edition?” Lia replies, turning on the spotlight.

I wanna cry, I'm calling out

For one more try to feel alive

And when I feel lost and alone

I know that I can make it home

Fight through the dark and find the spark

The crowd slowly starts to slow as Flynn and the boys watch Julie

Life is a risk, but I will take it

Close my eyes and jump

Together, I think that we can make it

C'mon let's run

Suddenly the boys pop up on the stage with Julie

“How did that…”

“Holograms dylan, holograms.”

And rise through the night, you and I

We will fight to shine together, bright forever

And rise through the night, you and I

We will fight to shine together, bright forever

“Is this really happening?”

“Just go with it.”

In times that I doubted myself

I felt like I needed somе help

Stuck in my head with nothing left

I feel somеthing around me now

So unclear, lifting me out

I found the ground I'm marching on

Flynn watches in confusion - Julie never said anything about a band?

Life is a risk, but we will take it

Close my eyes and jump

Together, I think that we can make it

C'mon let's run

And rise through the night, you and I

We will fight to shine together, bright forever

And rise through the night, you and I

We will fight to shine together, bright forever

In times that I doubted myself

I felt like I needed some help

Stuck in my head with nothing left

And when I feel lost and alone

I know that I can make it home

Fight through the dark and find the spark

Julie walks through Luke causing the crowd to scream

And rise (rise) through the night (throught the night), you and I (you and I)

We will fight to shine together (we will shine together) bright forever (bright forever)

And rise (rise) through the night (throught the night), you and I (you and I)

We will fight to shine together (we will shine together), bright forever

The students continue to cheer

Carrie looks mad, Ms. Harrison looks proud, the boys flash away and Julie looks scared.

Wow. By Dirty Candy

Bright. By Julie - and the phantoms

TGIF by @evenshands

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OK THIS IS MY IDEA FOR LIKE A VOLTRON SEASON... keep in mind I didnt watch the last season but nobody liked it so Im sure no one cares if I accidentally retcon stuff.. HERE GOES-

BOOM

Starts off with Coran. Hes staring up at some screen with a bunch of weird alien science bullshit on screen. He looks kind of more aged and tired which is a little concerning because his species is seemingly like immortal. But hes staring up at this screen and hes starts talking to Allura... whos not there its more like ‘where could you be, I still feel like youre out there somewhere‘ that kind of thing...

Romelle comes in and starts like ‘Coran you gotta stop with this. You gotta move. whens the last time youve talked to someone besides me or this screen.’ etc and Coran just looks sad because hes kind of been left behind and he misses the last family he really had left. and hes all ‘I feel like shes still out there... I wish she’d just give us a sign‘ and Romelle feels bad but tries to convince him to step away...

WHEN SUDDENLY some of the alien tech starts picking up some weird interference and Coran and Romelle are like !!!!! Holy shit... and now Romelle is a little on board and Coran grabs a communication device or w/e.

hard cut to Pidge and Hunk. Theyre just fucking around.. I havent decided more about them but lets just say theyre like playing a game late at night and goofing off surrounded by weird inventions and random junk... Pidge loses and Hunk gloats and theyre surprised when their phone rings... (of course Coran would contact them first) but MOVING ON

Lance is still like working on a farm somewhere or w/e he was doing at the end of the series, just with his big family and looking pretty pleased... little girl runs up and tells him grandma said hes got a phone call so he picks her up and heads in.. and then you find out the little girl is his daughter and hes a good dad and its very cute. also he has beard in these moments cuz it can be funny later.

Then we get to Shiro... whos sleeping. Hes all stressed out.. think that scene in IM3 with Tony... like hes not gotten any sorta therapy. And he wakes up all sweaty and startled and Curtis comes in and is like ‘Oh honey are you ok... I thought I heard you wake up‘ something something showing a cute relationship with the fellas. PHONE CALL.

Then were with the Blade. Full suited up Blades are training, ones way bigger than the other, theres some other smaller Blades at the side watching... its clearly some kind of battle instruction... This is were Keith is gonna be re-introduced but boom smaller Blade gets knocked back and helmet phases away to reveal some little gremlin mad that they got bested. A little hot headed moody thing and then the instructor phases his helmet away and its KEITH. Fully purple. Those hints that Keith was getting more Galra-like... now this. Krolia comes in to tell him Coran has called and asked him to come by because something important happened.

At where ever Coran is at the Paladins start showing up. Make it really clear that they havent really kept in touch much...

Pidge and Hunk meet up with Lance... see his beard and start RAILING on him. Like WHAT IS THAT?! And Lance fights back because he thinks the beard makes him look manly but Pidge laughs and Hunks like...//strokes his own beard and Lance is like ‘HUNK HAS A BEARD!‘ but Pidge is all ‘HUNK HAS THE FACE FOR A BEARD YOU LOOK GOOFY AS FUCK‘ And Lance is like ‘Whatever what do you know!‘

then Shiro is like ‘Geez you guys are already bickering?‘ Pidge is super excited to see Shiro and Lance is like ‘AH YES. A man of great honor and refined taste!! SHIRO... Tell them my beard looks good!‘ and Shiros all :).......... yeah. But its obvious hes just trying to be nice but hes a bad liar and Lance is like ‘GOD DAMN IT‘ and the others laugh.

Keith comes in fully Galra.. the other Paladins are like ?!!?!? WAT. And Keith is like hey! all casual about it, offers a hand to Shiro for their little hug thing even tho even Shiros still like ‘Purple? also youre taller than me now? Dont like that.‘ but Keith is like ‘wtf is up with the beard?‘ and Lance is all ‘I DONT WANNA HEAR IT FROM YOU.‘

Cuz hes fucking purple.

But they get to Coran and Coran goes off with a bunch of alien tech speak and only Pidge and Hunk are really following along but they look a little skeptical when he starts trying to mash pieces together like ‘Oh this could be Allura trying to communicate with us! Maybe we can get her back!‘ which of course hooks Lance immediately.

At the chance to maybe create some cool new device Pidge and Hunk are ready to work with Coran to make some device to pin point the anomaly and maybe create some kind of universe jumping portal... they remember that comet thing from that weird AU episode so they know its technically possible. Keith thinks its a bad idea and Shiro trusts his instincts cuz he wasnt really there for that so he has no input.

BUT it happens anyways and more information on the anomaly is given with Pidge and Hunks machine. they find its one life form thats not like something enormous and they get a little more into Corans mind set. Maybe this really is a Allura.

Theyre willing to risk it.

Something something they build a machine and some kind of containment area to try and ease Keiths mind. Theyre suited up prepared for whoever it is that might come through.

But its clear when the figure steps through the portal that its not Allura and probably not an Altean at all. Weird number of toes, really tall. They suspect Galra and they know there are still rogue Galra out there so they keep their guard up but then the person looks over at them and immediately removes their mask and its Ulaz! and hes like ‘OH FUCK! Shiro!!! (not exact words... I dont do dialog leave me alone)‘

and Shiros ‘ULAZ!!!!‘

Ulaz can look a little different, maybe his mohawk hair is longer and braided so he looks all cool but also like he hasnt been able to maintain his hair, hes got some scars on his face, maybe he lost an eye or something.

And everyones a little excited to see him especially Shiro and even Keith cuz thats one of his Blade brothers! The first one hes met really... (Coran and Lance are not quite as happy...)

After a brief moment of joy Ulaz is quick to inform them of the AU Alteans.

They get filled in. They find out that those Alteans are also looking for Allura... which Coran is like ‘Allura really is alive!!‘ but its not that important to Ulaz at the moment cuz hes just going on about the number of followers Hiras got and theyve been fucking around in the universes gathering followers and power and shit.

Then hard cut to Hiras fleet and that bitch is PACKIN.

THAT WOULD BE FIRST EPISODE SET UP. //a fanfiction by Ewim

what do you think...

#I know its like 11pm and everyone hates VLD BUT HEAR ME OUT!#VLD

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