#but rn they are very intended to. die.

[orbdotexe]

IIIII dont see any reason not to, so. Timeline I've been using (mostly as a guideline and summaries) for TFE! yippee!! (this is mostly for. non-content box ppl bc yall already had access to this--)

[Black Garden] The Young Wolf begins to hear whispers around Darkness-infected areas after the Black Garden, confides in no one and brushes it off when Ghost asks. The effects begin fading away, pushed out of memory, before the Red War hits and it is amplified until they get their Light back.

[?] Osiris and Drifter meet about the Sundial, where Osiris tells him he should meet the Guardian. [Encounter intro] [Original lore: The Sundial]

[Forsaken] Petra sees The Young Wolf holding the gun after Sundance bursts, Cayde does not get a chance to tell her. He falls into a coma after throwing Petra out of the way of an attack from a Baron, and is presumed dead by Wolf. The Young Wolf is exiled, under the belief that they had attempted to murder Cayde. Before Petra and Wolf race to get to Uldren, Ghost receives and ignores a message from Ikora, asking for their side of the story. Later, Wolf gets to Uldren first, and kills the Prince.

[?] Drifter has an impromptu meeting with Shin, where, similarly to Osiris, he is told to meet with Wolf—For different reasons. [Do They Know?]

[?] Crow wakes up, after the Dreaming City’s curse had set in. [Bury Me Shallow, chp1]

[during/ pre-Season of The Drifter/Joker’s Wild] The Drifter seeks out the Young Wolf under Osiris's (and Shin’s) recommendation and sets up an exchange of favors. [Questionably Fortunate Encounter]

[Shadowkeep] 

[Beyond Light] The Exo Stranger takes up teaching the Young Wolf how to control Stasis, in an attempt to help them tame the hallucinations from the Black Garden. Elsie found out because she began keeping a closer eye on them after a vague warning from Drifter about keeping an eye on them.  Later, Wolf takes up hunting Eramis. 

[Pre-Defeat of Eramis, Post-Wolf getting Stasis] Cayde finally wakes from his coma.  Shiro acts as a bodyguard, making sure Cayde doesn’t do anything to get himself into trouble for a few weeks.

[Hunt] Starts after Wolf has already taken out the first of Eramis’ Lieutenants. Crow multitasks hunting the Wrathborn and prying for information on what happened to Wolf and why they killed Uldren from Spider back in the Shore. Wolf, unknown to him, stalks Crow to find out more about their replacement, between receiving more information on Eramis’ forces. Shiro assists Crow's Wrathborn hunts while attempting to track the Young Wolf after hearing word of sightings of them, unable to pin down their purpose for switching between Europa and the Shore.

[Chosen] Wolf crashes some Rites of Proving, proceeds as usual (?)

[Splicer] The Young Wolf, learning of Lakshmi's plan to invite the Vex inside the City with the intent of getting rid of House Light, sneaks into the City and publicly executes her - both to stop her before it's too late, and to take the heat off of the Eliksni's backs. [Bury Me Shallow, chp2]

[Lost] Now desperate for information on Wolf, and determined to find out what happened, Crow and Cayde attempt to consult Savathun in-between saving Mara's Techuens.

[post-reclaiming Uldren’s memories] Cayde and Crow, under Mara's request, try to find the Young Wolf. Cayde, unable to leave, is stuck playing intel. Crow, deep in abandoned ruins that were already difficult to get through, finds them and is warned against trusting the Vanguard not to turn on him. [One Mirror, Two Reflections, chp1: Warning A Replacement]

[Witch Queen] 

[Risen] 

[Haunted] Wolf’s Nightmare is the Speaker, who taunts them for letting the Vanguard take their chance at life and for being too weak to stop it. Crow is the only support they have through it (?), and without the connection through the Harvester. The Nightmare of Safiyah taunts Zavala with failing both Hakim and Wolf, pointing out he’s fucked over both of his children now.  Cayde’s Nightmare is Sundance, who taunts him about failing Andal, her, and Wolf.  Calus is not repelled (?), but the Witness still drags his consciousness from the Leviathan for Lightfall.

[?] A fireteam catches wind of the Young Wolf’s whereabouts potentially being on the Leviathan, and are assigned to check out the validity of the report. [Impromptu Arsenal Check]

[?] Cayde and Wolf see each other in person again for the first time since the prison. [A Lot of Firsts]

[Lightfall] (Crow and Wolf train together under Osiris in using Strand.)

[?] Crow, Saint, and Osiris wear down Zavala, trying to advise him to unexile Wolf, as the Coalition is spread too thin. Empress Caiatl, despite having heard much of the story from Saladin and Zavala’s points of view, makes the final nail in the coffin in a private meeting.  If she can see past Calus and his crimes and turn to protect her people; if Saint can see past the Fallen to protect the Eliksni and the City; if Zavala can see past Ghaul and trust her with his own— Then he can see past the Prison and take the risk. He talks Ikora into allowing him to unexile the Young Wolf.

[?] After some time, Crow finally convinces Wolf to take the opportunity to see the City again, and they are brought out of exile. [A Day In Town]

[Final Shape] Plight of The Honeybee.

#if theres a question mark to the *right* of a statement then its uncertain #technically ALL of this is uncertain bc. lore is mine to puppeteer and mutilate as i please #but anyway. #the question marks to the *left* of a statement are just. there to mark events between seasons/DLCs #the forsaken exile #oooh yeahhh. 'Do They Know?' is the current title for the Shin+Drifter short. if that wasnt obvious. and Plight is... well. its wolf's deat #yeah i think we all saw that coming #WELL. ig it depends on what i come up with. i still dont really have it planned. bc a lot of other things need planning #but rn they are very intended to. die. #F #some of this might actually be. a bit inaccurate. in which case im sorry #my notes are. ALL over the place. in these posts. in my doc. tucked away in discord somewhere random. who knows #so. grain of salt #AND Saviris isnt mentioned here either. ouughhhhghghg #ik its. ref for WHEN things happen not for WHAT happens but by the nine #and dont get me started on the bits with nothing beside them. im losing my mind #I do actually have a few things for Risen (mostly Crow. bc yeah. Crow.) #i jus... hhhhhhhnnnnngn #NOTHING PAST HAUNTED IS ON HERE AND IM. please kill me why am i doing this to myself

[arolesbianism]

Hi sorry for disappearing but uhhh 25ji 👍 (<- not ok)

#rat rambles #sekai posting #its just. the 25ji work friends to real friends arc is hitting hard rn #its like. they may not be the closest compared to some other sekai characters but god would these assholes die for eachother #they care so much. and now that things are truly going to shit its hitting them like a truck #just the scene with kanade and mafuyu. god kanade is trying so hard to put up a strong face for mafuyu and god is it. rough to watch. #in an ideal world smth smth kanade character debelopment thats actually abt her own issues but yknow blah blah blah #Ill save my pissy kanade fan stuff for if they truly drop the ball with her this is the climax of mafuyu arc so its mostly focused on them #also obligitory * that I dont fully think they intended kanade to read that way but Im trying to be optimistic here #anyways holy fuck this event was so fucking good #this is what Ive been waiting for #and I am genuinely so glad they didnt have mafuyu get like. properly mad at their mom just yet. #Im glad that them expressing their feelings is them expressing their absolute Desperation #they dont Want to fight their mom. theh dont Want to see her hurt. despite it all they are desperate to believe that she loves them. #they genuinely loved their mom and in a way they still do #but at the same time they are so so fucking Scared of her #and that fact alone is another reason for their despeeation I think #they dont Want to be scared of her. they dont want to hide things from her or feel so boxed up in their own home they #they desperately want her to show them they dont have to be scared of her. and she is very much not doing that. #and now theyre backed in a corner. and with no other options it seems all that much more likely that theyre going to have to fight. #I doubt theyre fully running away right now tbh. I think they Might in the future but rn I just dont think mafuyu will allow it #theyre still desperate for their mom to understand. I think they might try making peace one more time but ofc it wont happeb #so its either fight or flight. and eventually itll kind of have to be both #cause freezing sure as hell wasnt workinf #my current prediction is that kanade or someone else in 25ji will put up the offer but mafuyu will push back initially #shes probably going to stay away from home for a lil bit at least even if shell probably try to push to going back way too soon #maybe her dad will get involved? idk hopefully the writers have plans for him I could see him going either way #either way mafuyu will probably either decide to 'temporarily' stay at one of the other's places or will start more openly rebeling #the former would probably be better for mafuyu and is more likely but idk Im not fully sure if thats where theyre taking them #I will have some bitching to do if its at kanade's place but hey probably better than enas despite everything

[hawkins-losers]

an idea : could you write abt billy fucking you on the hood of his camaro. i cant think of a situation but i imagine it at night after some sort of jealousy simulated argument outside his car and he says ‘don’t think i won’t just fuck u dumb in the backseat of my fuckin car rn’ and then ‘fuck it id bend u over on the hood right here if you don’t…’ thanks :D

A/N: When I think of a car hood, I think of Lana Del Rey in Born to Die music video. Sorry I didn’t follow everything, but this is my first try at Billy

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You and Billy left the house party with slamming doors and screeching tires, all the while screaming at each other. 

‘’I saw you! You were flirting with Louise,’’ you said, seething. 

Cigarette between his lips, Billy took a left to pull out of the neighborhood. ‘’Louise? Who the fuck is Louise?’’

‘’The blonde you were about to shove your tongue in her mouth right before I walked in. Does that ring a bell?’’ 

‘’Oh! That cow?’’ Billy shook his head, laughing. ‘’I never intended to put my tongue anywhere near her. I flirted with her just to rile you up, to make you jealous. You know how you get when you’re jealous, the sex is so much better.’’ 

So he had plotted this to have better sex? You didn’t know if you should be impressed, laugh or keep being angry. 

‘’You’re infuriating.’’ 

‘’You really thought I would fuck her?’’ He scoffed, then swiped his tongues over his lips, his blue eyes looking right at you. ‘’All I've been thinking about since you showed up in that dress is fucking you dumb in the backseat of my fucking car.’’ 

Billy’s hand traveled up your thigh, slipping under the hem of your short dress. He pressed down on the gas, your eyes flicking to the speedometer and watching the number get higher and higher on the dashboard. You should be scared of the speed, but you liked it. You loved it.

You parted your legs a bit, just to tease him, but the car hit a pothole, making you bounce in your seat and causing Billy’s hand to slip further down, his fingertips touching your underwear. 

A surprised squeal came out of your mouth. 

‘’Already wet for me? Damn, babygirl.’’  Billy smiled smugly, knowing the rumble of his Camaro gets you wet. 

The trees were flying fast outside your window, but all you could focus on was Billy’s hand between your legs, stroking you over your panties while driving. You thought of parting your legs further, of allowing him to finger you, but you got another idea. 

You removed Billy’s hand, making him tear his eyes off the road. He was about to protest or tell you off for doing that, but you slipped your hand under your dress, shuffled on your seat until you got a grip of what you wanted, and peeled off your panties, dragging them down your legs and off. You threw them in the backseat, making Billy groan. The thought of you in his passenger seat, legs slightly spread without anything under made his pants grow very very tight. 

You smiled devilishly. Billy liked his girls insane - unhinged.

The window on the driver side was slightly down to let the cigarette smoke out, creating a small breeze in the car. Pushing your teasing to the max, you parted your legs again, allowing the chill air to hit your bare pussy.

A sweet little moan escaped your lips, and Billy's hand clenched on the steering wheel. You were probably dripping on his seat, but he couldn't care less. If he weren't driving, he'd lick it up.

‘’Fuck, I'm gonna stop the car and bend you over on the hood right here if you don’t stop that shit-’’

‘’Do it.’’

-

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#Billy Hargrove #billy hargove x reader #billy hargrove smut #billy hargrove imagine #stranger things #stranger things imagine #billy stranger things #billy hargrove blurb

[moodywyrm]

thinking abt abby wearing those slutty muscle tees around the house just to make you drool and ogle her all day 😵‍💫

wrote one section of the essay so brain break is abby <3

at first she doesn't even realize what she's doing, she just knows that it's hot as shit in California and she physically can't make herself wear a full shirt or a bra. also in my head she's a California girl bc me too baby cmere smooch smooch.

so she walks around ur guys' apartment in nothing but a slutty muscle tee n boxers bc who fucking needs pants am I right? n ur chilling at the kitchen table, working, when she walks past u into the kitchen n starts grabbing shit from the top shelves. the movement of her arms causes the gap in the sleeve to move with her, showing off her tummy n the barest sliver of side titty, n she is one move away from a nip slip when u look up at her.

literally ur about to take a sip from the coffee she made u n u almost choke on it, eyes locked onto her torso because that your girl?? she's so fucking hot??? please??? and obviously that get's her attention so she drops her arm n runs over to u, but when she drops her arm the fabric of her shirt loosens enough to see into it and oh my god her titties. so u cough again, trying not to die bc u would really like more time with ur girl rn but Jesus fuck man. she comes over, hitting ur back to try n stop the choking, n by the time u calm down she's like?? wtf???

n u just look at her, trying to compose urself like ,,,, is that a new shirt? n she just gawks at u for a sec like. are u kidding me. u almost died bc of the shirt. n ur like ,,,, yeah,,,,, what of it ,,,,

she just lets out a really heavy sigh n leans over to press a kiss to u forehead, but when she does that she feels ur grubby lil hand slide up her tummy while the other pulls her shirt to the side, both hands groping her titties as u tilt ur head up to kiss her. she lets u, enjoying the kiss with her very much alive and clearly needy girlfriend, before pulling away n looking at u like ,,, if u wanted to fuck u could've just said so.

literally doesn't get another word in bc oops ur closing ur laptop n leading her to the bedroom, ready to eat her out while she wears the sluttiest shirt she could have worn <3

that was longer than intended I have to go write about history bye <3

#anon #abby anderson #abby anderson smut #abby anderson x reader smut #abby Anderson x reader

[slushglow]

EMO USAGI LORE DROP + BONUS (W/ TW !!)

just want to start by saying sorry it took me eighty five yrs to even post this thats super my bad hahaha

this basically explains how yuichi lost his markings and came to run away from his family, i just did this little comparison drawing of when he's a kid (age 11) to when he's a little older (age 17) and then word vommed everything i could into two pages HAHAHA

i know my handwriting is so shit im so sorry, i meant to find the original google doc and/or procreate file to copy and paste the text or at least retype it here BUT I CANT FIND EITHER OF THEMMMM i am literally going insane, i'm on my phone rn or i would be typing all of this out asap but tumblr hates me on mobile and it's also like 3 am but i PROMMY i will get around to retyping everything in a much easier to read format instead of yall zooming in three thousand times to read the hieroglyphs that is my handwriting HAHAHA i'll def edit this when i get the chance and do just that so pls bear w me </3 when i finally find the google doc i will also include it bc it has a ton more info !!!!!

anyways if y'all have any comments questions or concerns pls don't be afraid to drop an ask i would also love to just word vom abt my version of yuichi + leo and yuichi + the others bc they r very dear to me !!!

there's a bonus image under the cut that shows child yuichi moments after getting his scar, just warnin y'all again !!!! don't worry it's not super graphic tho, u also cant see the actual injury !!

TW // DEPICTION OF BLOOD AND INJURY

this is the following moment after he gets his scar

the overall shock from the events of the day (losing his brother, watching him die, having to face his grandfather) means he barely even reacts when it happens but at the same time it's kinda like this epiphany hits him that he can't stay anymore u know :/ idk i didn't intend on making him such a tragic character but here we are !!! LMAO

ANYWAYSSS thanks so much for sticking around guys i uber appreciate u all B) again if u have any questions comments or concerns don't be afraid to hit up my ask box !! okay i'm finally done now HAHAHA

#rottmnt #leosagi #tmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #save rottmnt #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #save rise of the tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #emo usagi #usagi yuichi #the usagi chronicles #emo usagi lore #samurai rabbit

[princelylove]

i am slowly getting more and more annoyed with mr zeppeli himself i ate my fingers as i read your response to my ask AJAJHSUSH. thank you so much your highness i am burning my whole house rn.

actually, which yanderes do you think would be the most ANNOYING. like, not violent or anything but just plain annoying. the kind of people that make you wanna tear your hair out or commit a slow and painful murder.

(inspired heavily by narancia because i have a feeling he would be the most annoying little shit to deal with)

-🌸 anon

What an adorable thing you are. Don’t bite too hard, it’ll hinder your ability to compliment me. 

Oh, God. Most annoying to me, personally? Not in any order in particular, I feel as if this one would change depending on my mood:

Bruno hovers too much, and he tends to both infantilize and put a lot of responsibility on his darling. He expects his darling to parent Narancia but won’t let them handle a knife by themself. I’m doing a character study on him right now, so that’s all I’ll say, but just know that he is God’s punishment for whatever you did in a past life to deserve him.

Narancia is annoying- he’s a young guy who never got taught how to deep clean, spends his free time on his pull up bar, expects you to cook for him since he’s literally never been tasked with it, whines when you try to get up and go to the bathroom in the middle of your six hours minimum long cuddling session, doesn’t know how to properly take care of an entire human being so just throws junk food at you and hopes you don’t starve, the list goes on. He loves you, he really does, he just doesn’t know what he’s doing. For someone as prissy as myself, I would die the first day. He doesn’t understand why I put those rollers in my hair- he just watched me straighten it, doesn’t that cancel out??? That’s stupid, oh, and another thing, what’s the point of owning five different versions of the same color of nail polish? It’s all red! Just have one, that isn’t crazy expensive! On top of Narancia being the worst roommate ever- he’s very irritable, and doesn’t really have a problem pulling a knife on you to get what he wants. He’s not as quick to snap as people think, but that doesn’t mean he won’t. Show signs of liking something more than him and he’ll maul it. 

It’s hard to set Cioccolata and Secco away from each other, they’re basically inseparable, but Cioccolata is capable of using logic, and Secco is not. If you’re on the ground in pain, obviously you’re going to have a hard time answering the little puppy’s questions. Secco doesn’t understand why you won’t play with him- he’s shoving his toy right in front of you, are you blind?? Play! With! Him! Throw it, play tug of war, SOMETHING, COME ON. There’s an interesting dynamic depending on who exactly you’re intended for- Cioccolata, Secco, or both. Let’s just talk about Secco alone, since Cioccolata isn’t annoying, he’s just a bit too affectionate sometimes. Secco’s forgetful, rude, jumps to conclusions, and you don’t even know what he looks like since he’s always wearing that bitch suit-esque thing. He nudges you to throw his toy- he probably thinks of you as human rather than another dog, and doesn’t understand why you aren’t behaving like Cioccolata does. If you were Cioccolata’s darling alone, or a shared darling, he’d probably think of you as another dog. But he was here first, so he’s got dibs on the good dog bed, AND cioccolata’s lap. As if you’d want that. Secco begs and begs and begs for you to give him as much attention as you possibly can- and somehow, you’re never doing it right. It’s like talking to a child who has surpassed the ‘Why?’ stage and has moved on to greater conquests- annoying you so badly that you ask Cioccolata if it’s fine to have a sip of his ‘not for dogs’ drink. Or two. Or three. Or the entire bottle. 

Rohan doesn’t ever shut the fuck up. He quite literally always has something to say, despite wanting to “observe.” He read an article this morning, let’s go visit the place it mentioned even though it’s a three hour train ride and supposed to rain for the rest of the week. He always wants to go explore- even when he promised that you could both stay home today and do something you want to do. It doesn’t make sense to Rohan- why wouldn’t you want to go see what the world has to offer? Probably because this is the fourth temple he’s wanted to visit this week and you don’t feel like going up two hundred stairs. (If his darling cannot walk, he makes sure it’s accessible beforehand. You’re not getting out of coming with him.) Rohan’s big on healthy living, and he feels a sense of superiority for eating right, and working out very consistently. He wants his darling to be perfectly well as well- how can he push you to your limits if you’re not at your best? You’d probably sleep better if he stopped talking for three hours past his initial ‘goodnight.’ 

Hazamada… is… he’s certainly a character! The literal only reason why he isn’t forcing himself upon his darling is because he’s too much of a coward- and that’s not my interpretation, that’s canon. His hobbies include bullying kittens and small animals, not showering, collecting manga, stalking idols, and tennis! Isn’t that nice, he does sports, he’s only a basement dweller half of the time. It isn’t even somewhat attractive when he tries to get it on with his darling, he’s like a dog humping your leg. He’s the type to call you a stupid bitch because you politely suggested he should wear deodorant before he hits on you. He’s canonically an exhibitionist- imagine sitting in class and looking over to check the clock and he’s just staring back at you while adjusting his pants. I’d switch schools. 

#yandere rohan kishibe #yandere toshikazu hazamada #yandere narancia ghirga #yandere bruno bucciarati #cw noncon #cw animal cruelty #cw misogyny #🌸 anon #request granted

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

Avatar fandom on TikTok is scaring me so I am going to teach you all media literacy if it kills me. 

I steadfastly believe that the Neytiri/Quaritch/Spider trio is the most interesting and layered character development JC has going for him rn. Ya’ll not having the basic human empathy to understand Spider or Neytiri’s povs is freaking me out. 

First, Neytiri. Neytiri is someone who has lost half her family, half her clan, and the only home she’s ever known to an oppressive colonizing force. Quaritch is the physical representation of all that pain and loss. He had not only killed countless Na’vi, killed Grace, tried to destroy their connection to all of their ancestors, and is the person who destroyed her home and killed her father, he is also the person who almost killed Jake. He also in a way, represents Jake’s betrayal. We forget, but Jake did betray Neytiri. He stayed with the Omaticaya knowing what Quaritch and Parker Selfridge had planned for them, feeding them information about their home and their strengths, and she forgave him, but Na’vi mate for life and he didn’t disclose that vital information beforehand. Jake was working and spying directly for Quaritch. He represents that hurt. For her, Spider is like a ticking time bomb. He is around her kids and she can’t ever feel safe with this child, this human child of her worst enemy who has caused all of the worst things in her life, in her life and with her family. She tolerates him for her kids but that’s it. I think her mindset totally makes sense, and I really hope she’s able to see past his parentage and accept him! 

Spider is a child. He is not responsible for the actions of his parents, obviously. He has spent his entire life being raised by people that really don’t want anything to do with him. He has been basically a burden his entire life. The scientists were forced to keep him because he was too young to send to Earth, and the Sully’s were not equipped (and did not really try) to take on a human child. They are basically his family, but they don’t treat him as such. Everything that happens with Quaritch is Stockholm syndrome times 10000. And the opposite for Quaritch, which is Lima syndrome. This kid has never had an adult show him care or affection, and now he’s getting it from a weird reanimated clone of his father in a kidapping/hostage situation. Quaritch’s first move is to take Spider from torture. He says you can come with me or you can be tortured. He conditions him from the get go, that’s bad stuff here is good stuff. Even more importantly, in Spider’s eyes he saves his life from Neytiri. I would LOVE to know later if she intended to kill him (pls check out my post on my opinion on the significance of the cut on his chest) but regardless, Spider thinks she did and that Quaritch saved him. Regardless of his motives and how bad of a person he is (irredeemably sorry Quaritch girlies), Spider can’t leave him to die. It’s such a hard decision for him, but he’s a kid and a good person. One who values life like all Na’vi are taught to. And he still leaves him to go back to the Sully’s, who have not bothered to even try to be concerned about him outside of the kids. 

I’m not even gonna get too far into Quaritch, because I know there’s a lot of Quaritch stans out there now which does boggle my mind. But, as awful of a person as he is, he is a super super interesting character in this movie. In the first movie, he is a blatant representation of racism and colonialism in the worst sense, in a way that makes him a great villain but not a very layered character. He is a foil for Jake, showing us the worst of Jake in an outside antagonist. It’s easy to forget by AWOW that Jake used to have a similar mindset to Quaritch. Placing Quaritch in the body of those he fears and hates the most I think is a very fun twist. But what I really loved was his fear of Neytiri and how much that is highlighted in the film. The way he looks at her arrows is just spine chilling, and I can’t wait to see her kill him again because I can’t see it culminating any other way. 

The other thing relating to this is Spider’s fear of Neytiri. Her mistrust and fear of him had been a block in his life basically since birth. Her kids love and accept him as a brother easily, and Jake keeps him at arms length for Neytiri (which is a whole Jake issue but we can get into Jake another time). Neytiri stands between Spider and the family he’s always wanted, and him seeing her fight and just backing up in fear before she grabs him is so good, just a great culmination of all events. What I’d love to see from it is Neytiri and Spider having to come to terms with their fear of the other in order to move on and create a family unit. A son for a son, right, Quaritch gets Neteyam killed so Neytiri, Quaritch’s biggest fear, gets what he wants right now, which is Spider. 

#i love our sully besties but they have very basic storylines rn #come on #30 minutes into the movie it's clear neteyam's dead and loak is gonna have to have a big moment with jake and that kiri is jesus #weve seen those movies 1000 times james #i don't think quaritch would be a good parent but i think he wants spider #and i think that's jsut fantastic if a son for a son for neytiri means she just is like nah my kid fuck u #but anyways #turned into a tiny bit of speculation at the end but mostly #thank you for learning media literacy with me today tiktok u scare me #neytiri #miles spider socorro #miles socorro #miles quaritch #avatar #avatar the way of water #james cameron avatar #james cameron #melissa on avatar (cameron) #melissa og

[starrynightmovietheatre]

Character Soundtracks - Kaz Brekker 🌑

Unknown/Nth - Hozier

“I swam a lake of fire, I’d have walked across the floor of any sea.”

“That I’d walk so far just to take the injury of finally knowing you”

“It ain’t the empty home, baby, you know I’m good on my own.”

The lake of fire is VERY self explanatory, he swam to shore using his older brother’s body to keep him afloat. Jordie was probably freezing cold to the touch and so were the other bodies, Kaz was also probably still suffering from a fever so it would make sense that everything seemed hot.

The slat wasn’t a home to Kaz, it was a place he could sit and get away from the constant rain in Ketterdam. He also was consistent in trying to push the other crows away, “empty home”, he watched his father and his brother die tragically which also points to the fact he would want to push them away to keep them safe. “You know I’m good on my own.”

Seven Devils - Florence + The Machine

“See I’ve come to burn your kingdom down”

“I’ll be dead before the day is done.”

All Kaz wants to do is taken down Pekka, brick by brick, he wants to burn the kingdom he’s made a.k.a. The Kaelish Prince. He wants to get revenge for Jordie’s death and almost everything Kaz does leads back to Pekka.

Kaz doesn’t care if he lives or dies at the start of the first book, all that matters is that Pekka’s under his feet, he actually kind of expects that he’ll die young.

Trouble - Valerie Broussard

“We intend not to sleep till we’re dead.”

Don’t make me quote it more, and don’t make me analyse it YOU ALREADY KNOW

Money, Money, Money - ABBA

“Must be funny, in the rich man’s world.”

“Always sunny, in the rich man’s world.”

This man dressed up like the merchers just to piss them off let’s be real here, he dressed up like them just to shove it in their faces like “haha I can dress up like you and I’m seventeen and run a gang”

Director’s note: my tumblr hates me rn, it won’t let me paste anything so I can’t make this master list and also whenever I click return it deletes everything so I’m not having a great time

Anyway should I be revising for my essay this week? Sure. Do I know any of my quotes? Nope xx

#enjoy the movie ׂׂૢ: ̗̀➛✧.* #play that funky music! 🎵 #kaz brekker #kaz brekker x you #six of crows #grishaverse

[teslacoils-and-hubris]

What the shit is everhood

(Info dump pls?)

Gladly! ^w^

so everhood is a game that I would say is very similar to undertale, from the pixel art style to the humour to the general uhh theme? i guess is the word? Where you play as a wooden puppet named red on a quest to get your arm back from gold pig. The battle mechanic is a rhythm based system where you have to jump around and over beats the enemies through at you. The music is absolutely fucking fantastic and i actually bought the soundtrack i like it so much lol

a couple battles get absolutely insane with the visuals too, to the point im not even totally sure i can do a description justice? you can check out this video if you're curious, theres really no spoilers in this battle but it shows what im talking about. these battles are where the photosensitivity warning really comes in though, so be cautious if that effects you

I can't go too deep into the plot without getting into spoiler territory, so i'll put that under the cut for anyone who's curious, but here's what I can say! You go around collecting clues to find gold pig and get your arm back, and along the way you get to meet all the wonderful characters that populate Everhood. Like Rasta beast, Noseferatchu the sneezing vampire, Flan and Muck, the dancing mushrooms, a vampire who's name always changes. You really get to know and love these characters while also learning that maybe everything isn't as it seems in Everhood. Maybe, actually nothing is what it seems. Maybe you're the only one willing to do something about. But..... are you willing?

oh also kermit is there and I think he might be god? Also you can kill him and it impacts literally nothing

Full plot summary under the cut. I highly recommend you play the game without spoilers, but if you're like me and you Need to know what happens before you play then go wild. I'll only be talking about the intended good ending though, since I haven't gotten around to playing the secret endings yet- oh also mild spoilers for undertale i guess if youre worried about that in 2023

so when I say its similar to undertale in themes, its sort of. in a reverse sense. In undertale the good ending is the pacifist route. By saving the monsters you help them escape the underground and better their situation. It is mercy, the direct functional opposite of killing, that saves you. There is no mercy kill because using mercy ends the fight period.

Well in Everhood, the good ending requires you to kill everyone.

Your arm was taken from you because you've done this before, wiped out countless lives, friends even. And now you must finish the job. Its hard and sad and it sucks but it has to be you because no one else is going to. It falls on you to go back to these spots you've been through already, these happy cheerful locations, and hunt down everyone you've come to know over the course of the game.

so why do you need to kill everyone? and how on earth is it similar to undertale at all? well, Everhood isn't just the title of the game or the location it takes place, its the state every single character in the game is stuck in.

in the distant past, humanity found a way to reach another world, one they called Everhood. And in this world, no one could ever die. Some people chose to stay in this world, which lost connection to the human world for some reason i dont remember rn, and in doing so slowly lost their humanity. They lived for eons and eons and eons, changing their shape and loosing themselves in the process. You discover at one point that the Green Mage, a chaotic character whom I love, has been keeping track of the years everyone has spent in Everhood, every year a tally on the wall of their secret playroom. It takes three hours to get to the end of this hallway, to give you an idea of scale here. three real time hours.

Your character, Red, is a vessel for the literal human player behind the screen to free the inhabitants of Everhood from eternity. They aren't really happy. They can't be. They've been stuck for so long, and even though they beg and plead for you not to kill them you have to. Its the only way for them to be happy and move on from Everhood. And don't get me wrong you CAN choose not to go through with it. You have to actively fight back after this reveal to kill anyone. I haven't played through this way, so I can't speak on it.

The ending is sort of ambiguous, in which Pink (the person pretending to be Red and letting you the player control them) goes to an afterlife after killing everyone and gets to see them one last time, and they're happy. They forgive you. One by one you talk to them and they thank you for freeing them, apologize for fighting you, and move on happily to whatever comes after death. I choose to interpret it literally, but there's something to be said about the idea it's all in Pink's head. I don't think it was meant to be taken that way, but its one way to look at it.

The game sort of looses people with this being the good ending. But I think it's a beautiful metaphor. Sometimes you keep doing things that hurt you only because you're used to it. Maybe you don't even realize how its hurting you, its better than the alternative right? For the longest time I kept my bedroom blinds perpetually closed because the bright sunlight gave me headaches. I didn't realize just how depressed it was making me to be in near constant darkness like that. It was only after I bought a plant on a whim that I realized how much happier I was letting in the sunlight. You get so used to bad habits and awful jobs and clothes you hate because they're familiar. And doesn't it just seem easier? To take non-action and let everyone keep living and having fun in Everhood? Green Mage hosts DnD every week (or whatever counts as a week after you've lived for eternity), go play with the mushrooms in the forest, doesn't that sound lovely? You don't have to kill anyone, just keep living on exactly as you were! You have friends here Red! It hurts too much to kill them! they don't want to die! why not just give up? How could anything good come from the pain of change?

#asks #doc rambles #everhood #easily one of my favourite games ever #i will ALWAYS take an opertunity to shill this game lmao

[hoshologies]

This is an insanely important question user hoshologies..

Boobs, butts or thighs, which category does each txt member belong in?

I feel very strongly on Taehyun being a boob guy and it's a hill I will happily die on

you're right nonnie. this is one of the most important questions ever... putting under the cut bc it got way longer than i intended OOPS

i've already kind of started pushing my thigh guy kai agenda tbh. it's not really there yet, but with the trajectory of my life rn... i am well on my way to writing a full blown fic about it. i think he maybe realizes that he likes (your) thighs not long after you start dating because he starts looking at them the way you look at his and maybe it's a little life changing to him...... idk just a thought

yeonjun is for sure an ass guy, at least to me. he thinks your thighs are a little too innocent; he can rest a hand on one of your thighs in public and it's nothing more than that, a little touch. but public menace number one choi yeonjun who loves teasing you in public?? your ass is just inconspicuous enough that grabbing at it or giving it a little tap in public is enough to rile you up.

to me, soobin just screams boob guy idk. it's not even anything sexual like. he just loves resting his head on your chest after a long day. it's comforting to him. but sure, there might be a few times in the privacy of your apartment (not at the dorms because god forbid the other guys see something like this) where he'll stand behind you at the bathroom sink or kitchen counter and lock one arm around your waist, tugging you against him, while his free hand kneads a little in an effort to get you in the mood like him.

it might be a little cliche to say that beomgyu comes off as a man who literally does not give a fuck because he's completely obsessed but it is what it is. if anything though, he definitely leans more towards ass because, much like yeonjun, he can grab at it whenever. public menace number two loves walking past you in the kitchen and giving your ass a light little smack or slipping his hand into your back pocket while standing in line somewhere just so the tips of his fingers can knead the skin a little, which always earns him an elbow to the ribs and a quiet gyu, knock it off paired with a poorly hidden smile.

taehyun is SOOOOO a boob guy it makes way too much sense to me idk idk idk. same thing as soobin where he likes coming home and resting his head on your chest after a long day because he just finds it so comforting and nice. but like. he's way more of a menace than soob is. he's got a hand on them as often as he possibly can. he'll find a way. sitting on the couch, arm around your shoulder? he'll purposely rest his hand on your boob. spooning in bed? he'll slip his hand under your shirt just because he can.

#txt x reader #yeonjun x reader #soobin x reader #beomgyu x reader #taehyun x reader #hueningkai x reader #anon.ask #moon.answer #txt.thought #hard.thought

[jicamasticks]

some thoughts on the malevolent s4 finale...

(yes it was great and i loved it and i'll relisten to it many times, buuuuut i have a few thoughts and nowhere else to really share them, so here we go)

i'm a little unclear what to make of Arthur/John and Larson/Yellow's situations.

a large part of what drew Kayne's attention to Arthur was the fact that Arthur did not die upon becoming John's host, which we are led to believe is an extremely impressive feat (even if we don't know the factors contributing to Arthur's success in doing so).

but then there's Larson and Yellow.

if Yellow is not just another fragment, but in fact the King-sans-John, then wouldn't Larson's ability to host Yellow be that much more impressive?

we don't know much about how Yellow became bound to Larson. presumably, Kayne's responsible, but beyond that... we got nothin'.

it's possible that Kayne aided Larson's ability to host Yellow, but if not... then that implies that Arthur's uniqueness no longer relies on him carrying John.

i hoped that we would get some clarity on that the next time we encountered Larson/Yellow, but no such luck. instead, we learned that all four of them--Arthur, Larson, John, and Yellow--are all dying in their present circumstances. (initially, i briefly thought "oh, that's what sets Arthur apart from Larson--Arthur isn't suffering the same consequences as Larson for playing divine host" only for the script to immediately inform me that no, Arthur is also dying.)

granted, this could very well be addressed in the future. Kayne's obviously going to be playing a bigger role in s5, and not only could he reveal more about Larson/Yellow, he's also explicitly interested in what actually makes Arthur special.

speaking of! KAYNE!!!

it's hard not to enjoy Kayne. his dialogue is over-the-top and FUN. plus, he can't help but be a lens for the audience because he is, with popcorn and everything, also a member of the audience.

that said, he's been pulling strings since the coda, which is more the other audience members can say. even if you include the patrons, Kayne has more insight and power in this story than anyone else in the audience ever will.

which is why i'm so interested to see what Kayne actually wants with Arthur! comparatively, he doesn't really seem to care about John much. he seems to view John as something of a novelty, and he cares about him as a tool for manipulating Arthur, but he doesn't show much interest in John as an actual person.

what also has me interested about s5 is that we don't have that much of a direction for the plot right now. it kinda sounded like Kayne wants to take them on a cosmic tour? which could include the Dark World, but it's hard to say whether that will be a purposeful destination or a dramatic accident. (and i'm all for dramatic accidents, but that implies Kayne intends something else and i want to know what that is!!!)

it's possible i'd have a better idea of what to expect next if i had any familiarity with the Call of Cthulu game, but i don't. just surface-level lovecraftian lore for me, thx. (i plan on reading The King in Yellow sometime, but i'm not about to go on a deep-dive into the lovecraftian mythos.)

anyway, this is what's eating at me rn. if you got this far, thanks for reading and pls tell me your thoughts too!!

#malevolent

[nervousgardenerkid]

no thoughts, head empty, just being eddie’s sibling and convincing steve to come play a oneshot with hellfire (a oneshot is basically an entire ‘campaign’ that happens in one session compared to a campaign which takes multiple sessions) as a way to have eddie and steve bond in a more relaxed environment where overprotective older brother eddie is in his environment and therefore should theoretically be more chill

but no. eddie is doing whatever he can to make steve’s character suffer and/or die while steve is just flirting with you under the guise of playing his character (he’d probably play as bard because he has those vibes, probably a half elf bard or a human)

<3

Brotherly duties

a/n: this is quite literally the shortest thing i've ever wrote and it's bc i have no clue how d&d works😭i lowkey have a deep hatred for it cause my toxic ex would always play it and he was just a piece of shit so now i hate everything that reminds me of him LMAO lowercase everything is intended i'm too faded to correct things rn i hope i did this to your liking🥺credit to the gif owner! <3

steve had no clue how you managed to drag him to your d&d....thing. he cringes internally when he realizes that he can't even remember what you called it. he remembers the laugh robin let out once you skipped away from him with a smile on your face.

"dude, you don't know a damn thing about d&d!"

"don't you think i know that?! what the hell am i gonna do?"

and now here he is. sitting in a circle with the hell fire club lost as hell as everyone is chanting at steve. he breaks free from his thoughts when eddie throws a die at him.

"you're holding up the oneshot!" he shouts at steve.

what the hell is a one shot?! steve thinks to himself. his heart skips a beat when he hears you giggle at your brother bullying him. steve would gladly take a thousands dice to the face if it meant he could hear your giggle again.

steve grabs the dice that are sitting in front of him staring at them with wide eyes.

"i thought dice only had six sides?"

the party groans and dustin gently bangs his head on the table.

"just roll it!" eddie shouts.

steve tosses the dice back into the table looking back at eddie silently asking him what the fuck do these numbers mean.

eddie let's out a hum and smiles when an idea pops into his head.

"steve's character is dead!"

"what?!" you shout while standing up from your seat.

eddie nods his head. "yup, he's dead. may we all mourn his corpse, i ask for a moment of silence."

a literal second passes and eddie claps his hands together. "moment of silence is over! your turn mike."

"hold on now." steve says while sitting up. "you guys literally get to do whatever you want in this game. lucas literally rolled so that he could push gareth's character down!"

"and i will do it again." lucas said while glaring at gareth.

"let me roll again! if i land on a seven then..." steve decided now was the time. well, not really, but he figured he'd really get under eddie's skin and ask you out on a date in front of your very protective older brother.

"i get to take y/n on a date."

eddie slams his hands on the table and stands from his throne.

"YOU DARE TO DATE MY LITTLE, BABY SISTER."

"dude, you got me beat by like two months." you mumbled while sitting back down in your seat.

steve stares at eddie with wide eyes and opens his mouth only to close it quickly.

"um, yeah? you heard what i said right?"

eddie stands up straight and crosses his arms over his chest.

"absolutely..."

you smile at eddie. "really?!"

"NOT! over my dead body you're dating her!"

you stand back up and lean over the table. "that can be arranged."

bickering starts between the three of you and the rest of the part watches like it's free entertainment, except for dustin.

"i have to deal with these bone heads on a daily basis. all i wanted to do was play d&d...why me?"

"OKAY FINE!" eddie shouts. he points at the both of you and begins to smirk.

"he can take you out IF he defeats vecna."

you gasp and place your hands over your mouth as you narrow your eyes at your older brother.

"you monster."

eddie begins to laugh evilly knowing steve would never defeat him, not even the party has done that yet!

"who the hell is vecna?"

everyone groans, including you. steve rubs his finger tips along his temples trying to play catch up.

"i thought the bad guy was that werewolf dude-"

"he's a VAMPIRE!" eddie shouts.

steve looks at him and shakes his head.

"same thing."

eddie let's out a scoff. "same thing?! THIS IS WHO YOU WANT TO DATE?!"

"YES AND YOU CAN'T CHANGE MY MIND EDDIE!"

"is vecna the mind thingy? that's something different isn't it?"

eddie stares between you two and narrows his eyes at steve.

"steve. let's take a walk."

steve starts to follow eddie out of the theatre room when you grab his hand and hand him a bag of cheetos.

"take this with you, if he gets aggressive just hold it up like you would feed a rabid dog some steak."

you give him a small kiss on the cheek and push him out room. eddie is stood next to his van smoking a cigarette.

"listen man, i didn't mean to put you on the spot i just figured-"

"do you know why you're here, steve?"

"like...as in on this earth?"

silence is shared between the two of them before eddie take a long drag from his cigarette.

"no," he coughed out. "on oneshot night."

eddie takes his silence as a no and blows out a streak of smoke.

"she wants us to get closer. she figured since this my area of...expertise," he says with a smile. "she thought i'd be chill. laid back even!"

steve nods his head and chuckled at the fact that you think your brother would ever be calm.

"but let me be clear." eddie flicked his cigarette on the floor and stomped on it while blowing out whatever smoke he had left. "i am not calm when it comes to my sister. if i see her crying and she tells me it's because of you, i will break all of your fingers and feed you to that vicious dog."

steve gulps and looks at the dog eddie was pointing at that was sat next to his car.

"a cat could eat that dog."

"shut up!"

steve slowly takes the bag of cheetos out from behind his back and hands it to eddie with a smile on his face. eddie looks from the bag to steve's face before smiling and taking the bag of chips. he pops one into his mouth and walks back toward the building.

"i expect her home by 11! don't keep me waiting harrington, killer is a very hungry boy."

the small dog yapped at the two boys and ran in the opposite direction of them. you poked your head out once eddie was gone and stepped outside of the building.

"so, how'd it go?"

steve smiled and threw an arm around you.

"let's go hot shot, i have to have you home by eleven or your brother will feed me to the school's stray."

you let out a squeal and jumped into steve's arm laughing when he spun you around.

"HEY!"

you and steve look back at the school and see a very angry looking dustin.

"IF YOU BRING HIM BACK HERE TO PLAY AGAIN IM GOING TO KILL YOUR CHARACTER SO HARD. YOU'LL BE DEADER THAN STEVE'S DWARF!"

"I WAS A BARD!"

"do you even know what a bard is?" you asked him.

steve shook his head. "it sounded cool when your brother said it."

#stranger things imagine #stranger things x reader #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington stranger things #stranger things fluff #stranger things blurb

[dez-wade]

Hi! So I've been following this blog for a while and though I usually agree with your takes, I need to explain something about Pepito's admin because as someone who usually watches Roier's POV I feel like there's a bit of a communication issue here haha

So the problem that people had with Pepito's admin is not that there was a change, everyone, including the cc, were aware there was a /need/ for another character as Richas is, well, very alive rn. The problem on Sunday is that the admin who played Pepito had literally no character continuation whatsoever. The day previous to that Roier had just expanded Pepito's room and given him a diamond chest, he let him sleeping in his bed and the stream ended quite in a positive note, so to just wake up the next day to see the kid being all aggressive, dry and resentful (when Roier and his audience have never seen him like that, as the first day we got to meet what we think was Dapper's admin, not the English speaking one), was just weird. IMO no it doesn't make sense for a kid to do a 180º overnight no matter the context. Roier did try to follow a bit of Pepito's rp, explaining lore to him (he was actually interrupted and Pepito called him a motherfucker out of the blue, which left us all kind of like "???" LMAO), but gave up at the end and kind of logged out earlier than expected.

This is not to say that Pepito couldn't be angsty or create a more tragic storyline for his character, of course not! Roier has been an awful father towards him and he deserves vindication. But to go from a sweet, innocent, kind and positive child to a kid who insults his own father, tries to stay away and is in general super emo in just one day, with no explanation, foreshadowing or "detonator" whatsoever was just jarring both for Roier and his audience, that's why people were not prepared nor amused by it. Roier had NO IDEA Pepito was sleeping at spawn (as he saw him log off inside his castle), he was just as shocked as the CCs who found him sleeping there, he doesn't want Pepito to die, if he did he would already be dead lmao.

Also, meta wise, ccRoier is someone who doesn't usually do heavy angsty rp, hes not like Philza, Fit, BBH... He doesn't like that and tries to avoid it as much as possible because he simply doesn't feel comfy with it, that's why he just gave up on interacting with Pepito (or as he called him, Otipep) on Sunday. I mean even Richas' admin was confused and shocked yesterday as Roier was telling him all this haha. Also you might disagree with this, but I don't think the CCs have to adapt to the eggs, but the other way around. The eggs, at the end of the day, are "NPCs" whose presence is not only adding to the lore but as CC'S companions, and if your assigned CC is not comfortable with you/your roleplay, then the issue is on the administration. It is not that Roier and his community hate the administrator, of course not, and I'm disappointed in every single person who has spewed hate towards them, but the great majority just dislike the sudden personality change because the relationship was already going somewhere. Even if they change admins, which very obviously is gonna happen, I feel like they should keep some kind of character continuation just like the other admins have done when playing different NPCs (Chayanne playing Bobby at various times, Tallulah's and Richas' filling in, even Dapper playing other eggs...) because otherwise it's just going to be a shock.

IMO they should choose an admin who mixes well with the CC, rp and meta wise, and overall, an admin who speaks native Spanish because putting an English speaking person (like him putting the sign at spawn in English which just doesn't make sense narrative wise/taking too long to answer Roier and using a very neutral Spanish) to play what is supposed to be a Hispanic kid with only Spanish speaking parents is just 😭😭😭

Not hate at all intended! I just wanted to give my perspective on this discourse haha

I know people assume it was Dapper's admin day one, but it's just an assumption, no? Dapper didn't lag like that, neither did he play on a laptop. He also was pretty emo day one, which is why Etoiles took a liking to him. Saying that Pepito didn't have pronouns because Pepito didn't want to be mentioned (I think that was dropped as soon as Ricardão took over) and that Pepito preferred to walk over 500k blocos than socialize. So it was obvious that Pepito's character was going in a different direction, but if the story about the laptop is true then it is quite likely the admin had technical issues and couldn't log in the following days, which is why Ricardão took over. And Ricardão started playing a different character from the preview admin, which wasn't as bothersome because the previous admin only played for one day while Ricardão played for 4? 5?

The day the other admin took over was QNPC022 which is quite likely Pepito's official admin since I think Em and Sunny are 21 and 23. So Pepito always had a fixed admin, they just had trouble getting on the server. So what I'm complaining about is that people are complaining about the original admin doing the RP they wanted to. It was just shitty luck, but I feel like if someone should be communicating and following what they wanted to do, it should be Ricardão. But since Ricardão did their own thing, which was the RP of a kicked puppy that always comes back to the owner despite that, people got angry that the "new" admin wasn't following that path, and instead wanted to do RP of a child that is not happy in how they're being treated when he was promise love. I understand people wanted to see the path Ricardão lay, but I feel like there's a lack of understanding that the character belongs to someone else and the "new" admin is the one that would be playing him way more and developing even further Pepito than Ricardão. So it must suck to having been robbed of what you wanted to do, and that fandom is constantly being so negative about it saying the admin should change or just straight up "follow a script".

Also the admin wasn't only an English speaker, they were a Spanish speaker too, but since I'm not fluent I can't tell how natural it was. But he seemed to understand Roier just fine, and i didn't think he took long for the signs. Just because he puts an English sign on spawn doesn't necessarily mean that's his first or only language.

Now you say about cc!Roier not liking dark RP, fine. Then it's just worrying that he decided to make light of a serious topic like child abuse. "But it's not that serious, it's a joke" that's the exact problem. I feel like there's a million ways that he could have handled this better if he didn't want to address such a dark topic, but even though most Tripoiers wouldn't give a fuck because I don't think there's nothing that he can do that would make them mad at him, the general audience would just feel unsatisfied? That Pepito was being treated well and being loved just because Pepito listened to everything Roier said and accepted to get beaten up. It doesn't give a nice story in my opinion, but seems like the majority preferred that way.

But honestly, even if I feel bad for Pepito's admin and hope they're fine, I can't bring myself to actually care anymore about this storyline. I don't think it's going in any direction I like, and with the fandom being incredibly annoying about this too I just want to stay far away from it (and also hope the characters I like stay far away too). So you won't see me giving any opinion about Roier or Pepito anymore. I prefer to focus on what I like.

#roier neg #qsmp discourse #fandom neg #pepito the egg

[heaven-s-black-box]

Wright Anything Agency + Prosecutors Office= Chaos chpt.1

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Recovery date: May 25th, 2020

Description: The WAA's air conditioner breaks during an LA summer, so they go to the only place they can think of... the prosecutors office. Chaos ensues led by the youngest members of the Wright and Edgeworth families.

Notes: A entry series involving a descendant of a traveler, following the death of her mother it was determined Sky would be better off staying with Miles Edgeworth. This is an OC insert, the fantastical technobabble is just for looks

Related works: Miles adopts Sky, Trucy meets Sky

Chapters: 1 2 2.5 3 4 5 5.5

Word count: 2 452

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June 21st 7:26 A.M Hey Miles So I was wondering, can the wright Anything agency  borrow some of the prosecutor office space? We uh, can’t really use our office rn It’s kind of a safety hazard Miles 7:35 A.M What on earth are you on about Wright? What’s wrong with your office? 7:36 A.M AC’s down Gonna get wayyyy too hot So What do you say Miles 7:36 A.M How did your air conditioner break? 7:39 A.M … long story? Trucy Miles 7:40 A.M No Find somewhere else to go Work never gets done when your children are involved And why don’t you just get it fixed? 7:45 Apparently a bunch of ACs decided to die Can’t get to us till end of the week So this is more can we stay for the whole  We Week Miles 7:48 Still no. 7:50 Fine Enjoy babysitting! :) Miles 8:25 A.M WRIGHT! I told you you couldn’t work here! So why are your children employees here? 8:26 A.M Klavier said Apollo could work with him since  they’re on a case together, Athena pestered  Blackquill till he caved, and Trucy’s there  cause the other two are there So! Can I come work in your office? Miles 8:27 A.M Fine. But only so you can keep them in line. 8:28 A.M Great! I’m on my way up! Miles 8:28 A.M What do you mean “On your way up”?

Not long after sending his question, there was a knock at his door. With a reluctant sigh he called for the person to enter and as expected, it was Wright. The smirk on his face told Edgeworth he’d been waiting. Of course he was. He knew the other prosecutors would let their favored agency members stay here for the week. The only person who would object was Edgeworth himself and all Wright had to do was give him a less favorable option than sharing his office. His two options now were A) Babysit his usual group of children plus the Wright Anything agency himself, or B) Share his office with Wright and have help babysitting. There was only one logical answer.

“Don’t worry, we’ll behave.” Wright had taken a seat on the couch, taking his papers out on the coffee table. So he’d actually brought his work? That didn’t mean he intended to do it. “Our AC is seriously broken. We just need a non-lethal place to work, and the prosecutor’s office seemed like a good idea.”

Edgeworth sighed, “I can’t help every defense agency out like this. What makes you so special?”

“Hmm…” Wright looked like he was thinking about it, but Edgeworth knew he wasn’t. “Boyfriend privileges,” he shrugged.

Edgeworths face turned slightly pink, “That won’t always work. And just so you know, the only reason I haven’t kicked you out yet is because there isn’t anything big this week. Sky and Franziska are flying in tomorrow,” Wright shuddered at the thought of Franziska, “and I believe prosecutor Sahdmadhi and detective Skye are here for work purposes starting Thursday.”

“Well…” Wright still seemed to be trying to do work, Edgeworth’s suspicion didn’t budge. Wright was always up to something, “It’ll be nice to see Prosecutor Von Karma again,” Liar, “And I’m sure Apollo will be happy to see prosecutor Sahdmadhi again.”

Edgeworth nodded and returned to his laptop. He had quite a bit of work to finish before his daughter and sister’s return, as he’d promised to spend time with Sky. When she’d left with her aunt, he’d been very busy and hadn’t even gotten to say goodbye. To make it up to her, he agreed to a movie night when she got back. It’d also be nice to have a runner in the building again. Usually during breaks, when she wasn’t abroad with her father or aunt, she’d help out around the office. This ranged from running papers between prosecutors or the Wright Anything agency, to making sure everyone ate and left at semi-decent times. It was like her part time job. 

They sat together in silence for quite a while. The only sound was the scratching of Wright’s pen on paper and Edgeworth tapping on his laptop. Edgeworth’s unease about having the Wright Anything agency around had slowly started to disappear. It helped that Wright kept checking his phone to check in with the others. He had to admit that working with Wright like this was nice. Maybe this week wouldn’t be so bad.

And then the phone rang…

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“So herr forehead, why can’t you use the agency again?” 

“The AC broke,” Apollo mumbled, he was looking over evidence for his case tomorrow. 

Simon, who was feeding Taka, looked over, “Did Wright-dono forget to pay the bill?” Athena snickered and Trucy, who had been practising card tricks, stopped.

“No… it wasn’t daddy’s fault. This time.” Apollo smiled at this and Athena covered her mouth to stifle her laughter. “I was working on a new magic trick with Athena… and it sort of didn’t work.”

“And this is why we have a “no fire tricks in the agency”  policy,” Apollo hummed and passed a paper over to Klavier. 

Simon and Klavier had offered to let them work in their offices, but they’d declined because they did actually need to get work done. In fact, Mr. Wright had only agreed to let them work here (instead of the library) if they agreed to get actual work done. Athena had immediately gotten defensive because “we always do our work” and Apollo just sighed. Mr. Wright did have a point, it seemed outside of court, they never got work done. So, they’d decided to work in the cafeteria away from distractions, Apollo’s idea. Then the distractions decided to join them, Klavier’s idea. However, it’d been about an hour and they’d been working fine.

They were sitting together around a table. Trucy was working on card tricks for the most part, and Apollo and Klavier were working on their case. While Simon was doing paperwork for his case that ended yesterday, and Athena was playing with her mood matrix. It was surprisingly quiet, didn’t they have more prosecutors? A few people had come in for coffee, but the office always seemed too quiet. Klavier and Simon were doing their work on laptops while Apollo had to do it all by hand. He really needed a laptop.

“I’m booorrred, let’s take a break!” Athena piped up.

“Cykes-dono, you haven’t done anything yet.”

“Sure I ha-”

“Playing with your mood matrix doesn’t count,” Apollo grumbled looking up. “And we haven’t even been here for an hour.” He looked up at the clock, “okay, we’ve been here for a little over an hour. But you still haven’t done anything.” He felt a weight drop on his back.

“Come on Polly! Fifteen minutes, I’ll even help you guys after.” Trucy had draped herself over his back and was whining in his ear.

“Well then Fraulein,” Klavier leaned his chin on his hand and looked at Trucy, “ What do you propose we do?” 

---

“Chief prosecutor Edgeworth’s office, speaking? Yes?” Wright looked up at him. Edgeworth took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Is that so?” Wright felt a chill run down his spine as Edgeworth glared at him. “Yes, I’ll tell him. I’ll also come down myself. No, don’t tell them.”

“Sooo… What was that about?” Wright had a feeling he knew, but he’d give his kids the benefit of a doubt.

“Come with me.”

Edgeworth stood up and headed towards the door. Wright quickly shuffled his papers together and headed to the door, tripping on the coffee table. So much for the benefit of the doubt, hopefully Edgeworth would let them keep working here for now. Although he had a feeling he was pushing it. He had no problem working in the courthouse library, but the others had asked the prosecutors. So, he figured he might as well ask Edgeworth. They took the stairs down to the first floor where the cafeteria was. Instead of entering right away, Edgeworth stopped at the door.

Confused, Wright leaned into the door. At first he heard nothing, but he knew something had to be wrong because Edgeworth was glaring daggers at the door. Then he heard the faint sound of metal hitting metal. It was followed by cheers and “You can do it!”. He stood up straight and shrugged.

“Sounds like your guys not mine.” He turned to Edgeworth who leveled him with a glare.

“Think again,” he growled as he pushed the door open quietly.

Once they stepped inside, they were met with a cleared out space containing a fight. There was an audience as well made up of prosecutor Gavin, Trucy, Kay Faraday, and Godot who was off to the side watching and drinking coffee. They had their backs to the door and were instead watching Athena and Simon have a sword fight. Since when could Athena use a sword? Off at one of the other tables was Apollo trying to do work still, as always, and closer to the door was Sebastian Debeste. There were even some prosecutors Phoenix didn’t recognize poking their heads through the other door. They ducked out though as soon as they spotted the chief.

“Prosecutor Debeste,” Edgeworth spoke as he approached the other, “what is going on?”

“Ah!” Sebastian was startled and clamped his hand over his mouth, “Mr. Edgeworth! I uh… I’m not sure. This just didn’t seem very safe.” Edgeworth nodded and walked past him.

“It appears I was wrong to assume I didn’t need to make a rule against sword fights.” He stepped up to the group and everyone stopped. Wright swore he saw souls leave bodies once they noticed him. 

“Hi Mr.Edgeworth!” Kay cheered, she clearly had no fear of Edgeworth.

At this Apollo looked up and took an ear plug out of his ear. Noticing Wright and Edgeworth he sighed.

“Told you,” he called over to the group, returning to his work. Everyone else, minus Kay who was smiling and Godot who was snickering, hung their heads in shame. 

“I believe you all still have work to do. I hope I don’t need to respond to another call like this, if I do, there will be consequences.” He turned towards Godot, “I’d expect more of the oldest person in the room.”

“You expect better behavior from a convict then a bunch of lawyers? Geez how bad behaved are these kids?”

“He said oldest, nothing to do with whether you’re a convict or not,” Wright said from by the door. He hadn’t moved, mostly because he was still trying to figure out what he was supposed to do. As a boss and father he should scold them, he just wasn’t sure how.

They all stood in silence for a bit until Edgeworth turned and left. So he was leaving Wright to clean up? He could do that.

“Well, I’m going to look at my crime scene once more before tomorrow,” Apollo said, getting up.

“No you’re not,” Wright turned to him, “help put the tables back. Then Athena, Trucy, and you are coming to talk to me.” Then the arguing started.

“Why me?” Apollo asked.

“Well you didn’t exactly try to stop us, Polly.”

“Look at that, Trite grew a pair,” Godot started laughing and Wright frowned at him.

“Well what about the prosecutors? And Kay and Sebastian didn’t do anything to stop us!” Athena whined.

“Well I’m a thief! Not a lawyer.”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“I don’t technically work here.”

“I’m sure we'll have to face herr Edgeworth later, or he’ll just give us a bunch of paperwork.”

“This is your fault for humoring Wright-chan.”

“You agreed to have a sword fight with the Fraulein!”

“Okay everyone stop! Just clean up, Edgeworth can deal with the prosecutors and Kay. And I’m pretty sure Sebastian was the one who told the receptionist. Now hurry up so we can apologize to Edgeworth.” There was a course of whining and someone muttered snitch. “If you really don’t want to apologize that’s fine,” Wright turned and headed to the door patting Sebastian on the shoulder, “I’m sure the courthouse library won’t mind us working there for the week.”

---

Edgeworth returned to his office before Wright as he’d left his partner to pick up the mess his children had made. Although he’d never call them that out loud, he did think of them as his children. Mostly because they kept causing him trouble. Taking a seat at his desk, he opened his laptop back up and checked the weather briefly. It was supposed to rain tomorrow, but nothing too bad. He could expect his sister and daughter back that evening. Turning Back to his work, he decided if Wright wasn’t back in half an hour he’d call to make sure he was actually picking up the mess. 

We've been here so long... Still I remember the rainy September, Contact. Two, four, one, ten. Two four, one, ten. Am I transmitting? Is anyone listening? Contact.

He stopped typing and looked at his phone. She changed his ringtone for herself again, he sighed. She also knew better than to call him during work hours. Still, he picked up.

“Shouldn’t you be having dinner?” He smiled. “Oh? Couldn’t this have waited until tomorrow. I miss you too. Well try to get some sleep, you don’t want to be too tired. Are you at an airport, I thought you two were leaving later. No- don’t change the sub- Yes. I did notice, please stop changing my ringtone. Alright, I love you too. Goodbye.”

“Sky?”

Edgeworth jumped and looked up. Wright was standing in front of him with a smile on his face. So he’d managed to get everyone back to work had he?

“Yes. I’m assuming everyone went back to work?”

“Took some effort but once I said we’d have to work in the court house library if they didn’t stop, they cleaned up real quick. Your prosecutors didn’t want to incur anymore wrath so they weren’t too picky, except Godot… Why is he here again? Isn’t he still serving time.”

“Prosecutor Godot, much like prosecutor Blackquill, still has a job to do,” Edgeworth looked over at his laptop to see Wright settling back down. Wright shrugged at this. “And what’s wrong with the court house library?”

“They can’t play around as much,” Wright hummed, not looking up from his work.

“Well, let's hope the rest of this week isn’t anymore chaotic.” Really, he shouldn’t have said that.

#researcher s's recovery #ace attorney #wright anything agency + prosecutor office= chaos #miles edgeworth #phoenix wright #wrightworth #narumitsu #oc insert #sky edgeworth #trucy wright #apollo justice #klavier gavin #athena cykes #simon blackquill #sebastian debeste #kay faraday #diego armando #ace attorney godot #ace attorney ensemble #fluff #crack

[aleniksimmer]

Miraculous the movie

Final thoughts:

-if you watch it alone without any prior knowledge of Miraculous it feels extremely random, the characters are flat, the powers blurry, their objectives kinda lost in the songs, which are there but don't really clear the situation or move the plot forward

-if you watch it knowing the show it does make even less sense, the powers are completely fucked up, sometimes the suits protect them, sometimes not, the characters feel a very faded copy of what they're supposed to be and most of the times the plot doesn't plot, things just happen cause it's fanservice and "a laugh for the kids", it really feels like a fanfiction in which the author was focused in a couple of scenes and then tried to connect them together even if they don't work. Conflicts starts and are closed at random, there's zero build up, as I said before it all feels like it happens because the "author" wanted it to happen but not because the story makes sense developing in that way through the characters (as it should be with a well written story)

In the end, I enjoyed some visuals, I enjoyed some 3d models, but in general it's not something I would want to watch again, it feels uneventful and it does feel like you just have to be a casual/passive spectator. There's no foreshadowing, no messages between the lines. They tried to make the line "save a life, save the world" meaningful but it really gave nothing.

Last very personal opinion, as a hardcore fan of Frozen movies and shorts, it feels like the animations/camera angles/songs were heavily inspired by that and classic Disney in general instead of focusing on the canon material. I get they wanted to retell the story in a shorter format but it didn't quite deliver the intended result for the mentioned reasons.

Spoilers

So I finally decided to watch the movie cause I need something lighthearted rn, and a few seconds in I'm hating how they are presenting the miraculouses "they were only given to heroes but the butterfly is the most evil one cause evil butterfly ohhhhh" like the fuck did you just smoke Fu? Seems like Zag didn't really watched the show and had this vague idea that the butterfly miraculous is EvIL. It would be a long watch. I will edit this post each time I have to say something.

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I'm a DIE HARD fan of musicals, like half of my songs on Spotify are from musicals, I have playlists of Disney songs. But this?? Seems Zag watched more Anna from Frozen than the actual show. I know Mari was very insecure in the beginning, but this is all over the place, and the dialogues, they are so detached (and I don't want to shit on the animation, but for fuck sake she wants to be a fashion designer, her whole room is pink, her sketches are colorful but the best she can imagine is a gray smoking and a white dress?? Not even a hint of color?? And she stops in front of a white dress?? For frick sake she's Marinette not "I love a sterile environment with bland people" Gabriel Agreste). And I'm 5 minute in. God save me

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At least I can relate to the flute scene. What a vile instrument c_c

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Ahh I don't know how to feel about them using that tune and those scenes that resemble so much the parts of the show that make you heart skip a bit in a context that feels so less deep. I think I'm missing the build up to the crucial point.

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The long hair?? Gabe with the long hair?? I'm crying 😂😂

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Oh come ooooonnnn. They give Nooroo a fuking bad reputation like this. And it doesn't make any sense design wise. If the butterfly is the worst of the worst why does it have a random place in the circle of secondary miraculouses. I hate it.

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And now the jewels fly. Okay. OK. I need to forget about the show.

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Ok. Now I'm 100% certain that Fu is high on something.

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No Tikki, the butterfly is lost due to Fu and you perfectly know what it is capable of? Otherwise you wouldn't call it the eViLlllll.

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So, what did we learn today. The gargoyle is there to do nothing, no objective, no plan, no correlation between the emotion and the akumatized result. Gabe should want their miraculouses but apparently the akuma is just trying to play with them through the city? Why sneaking behind? Why attacking CN at random and then going around? Why staying in Notre Dame and just make noise in the beginning? Second, the yoyo is doing all the work, God forbid Mari learns how to use it. Just make the yoyo do the job and LB is just there like a sack of potatoes. Everything is so random.

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Who needs heroes when you can crush the akumatized person with a train, right?? Also that poor akuma got fried to death just to make the batman symbol.

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He keeps making fun of her, treat her like an inferior but he's in love?? I'm face palming hard right now. Also, a fucking God of destruction apparently has a digestive system he can't control. Nice. Really really nice. So funny. Ha ha. 😑

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He really went for that disney villain vibe..

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I NEED a figurine of them on the moon.

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I am weak for Ladynoir, ok? Ok. Don't care much about the song but how they interact now it's adorable. They're dancing. My poor heart. 😭

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Really, hawkmoth decided to become batman.

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And now he's a Jedi, ladies and gentlemen!

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Oh, the flying superman shot was really missing now.

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Physically and canonically everything doesn't make any sense but okay. God feels like a fanfiction.

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Show Gabe would have laughed maniacally and grabbed that ring without any second thought. Oh well.. This is anticlimactic.

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So.. Are we finally going to see a lucky charm at the end of the movie ooooor... Nope, just some dust and Elsa building skills.

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NOT EVEN THE KISS??? YOU DIDN'T EVEN GIVE US THE KISS??? YOU REALLY WANT TO MAKE A SEQUEL OF THIS?? Like what, Mayura and the other 3 heroes? Oh for God sake. I would prefer this investment in the quality of the show animation than in this.

#miraculous awakening #miraculous the movie #Is it spoiler?

[johnwickb1tsch]

The Night Nurse - Ch 3

A John Wick x Helen Fic

When nurse Helen Morgan is caught in the crossfire of a shootout and aids the injured John Wick, she’s faced with two options: serve the High Table, or be executed as a Witness. She tells herself her choice to work at the Continental has everything to do with survival, and excellent pay, and *not* her growing feelings for the Tall, Dark, and Handsome Assassin™ who got her into this mess in the first place, thank you very much. │ Masterlist / Chapter Map │

III.

“We need to quit meeting this way, Mr. Wick.”

He offered a small smile as Helen tied up a suture in his latest injury. She did very neat work. She had remarked that the only thing keeping most RNs from becoming actual doctors wasn’t intelligence or skill, but time and money for med school. Someone has to do the hard work.

Now known with the succinct simplicity of their world as the Night Nurse, she plied her trade exclusively at the Continental, and the nature of the clientele kept her plenty busy. Doc had been happy to split the duty. He’d never actually said the words, but he was getting to the age where retirement just might be on the horizon.

It was possible that John had let his opponent get in an extra hit, so he would have an excuse to put himself in Helen’s capable hands. It was also possible that he’d miscalculated just a tad in his eagerness to see her—this cut was deeper than he’d intended to let it go.

They never did go for that Thai food.

There were whispers of their involvement, but no hard evidence. The ambiguity of their relationship was good. There was just enough possibility that Wick would retaliate if anyone fucked with the new nurse to keep her safe, but not enough certainty to paint a target on her back.

John wanted to keep it that way.  

He felt guilty enough as it was for getting her into this life.

On the day they’d met, her scrubs had been pink. Tonight, they were deep forest green, and though the color suited her to the bone, he couldn’t help but imagine the change in her apparel reflected her new situation.

“I promise you, I did not let this happen on purpose.”

Liar, liar.

“Really? Because I’ve been hearing some things about you.”

“That I never get hurt? Careful what you believe around here. Assassins are terrible gossips.”

“That they are. But so is Winston.”

Fuck.

He would admit that he was relieved Winston had taken a shine to the new Nurse. He damn near doted on her, and he wondered if Helen realized how rare a thing that was.

She probably did.

She was frighteningly astute.

“I wouldn’t believe everything you hear from Winston either.”

“Hmm. Alriiight, Baba Yaga.”

John closed his eyes, saddened, somehow, to hear that feared moniker upon her lips.

Please don’t be afraid of me.

When she touched his cheek, he did lean into her palm, just a little.

“You can just call me John.” He’d liked Jardani too, but it wasn’t something they should make a habit.

“Hmm. Well, John, I wish you would be more careful. This is the third time I’ve sewn you up this month. This one was a little deep for my taste.”

Her thumb grazing his cheekbone tied his insides up in knots.

“I can’t believe you wish me well, considering. I—”

“If you apologize one more time I will scream.”

He groaned, swallowing the words. He had apologized before, several times, for getting her into her current predicament.

Maybe she didn’t see it as a predicament, though. She was kept rather cloistered here in the Continental, from the cruelties of their world outside. He wanted to keep it that way.

“You…like it here, then?” She’d been saving the world one emergency at a time at her previous job. Now, she was patching up devils who probably should be left to die, himself included.  

“I don’t mind it. There’s never a dull moment.”

“True.”

“I work in a beautiful building.”

“It is.”

“I’m meeting such interesting people.”

“I guess that’s one way of putting it.”

“I’m not getting spit on or assaulted like I used to in the ER.”

John met this admission with a dark look. “Give me their names.”

“Patient confidentiality, John.”

“Pfft.”

There was a gleam in her eye that piqued the dark beast within him. Was his Helen a little blood-thirty after all? Or maybe she just wasn’t used to having someone in her life who would fight for her. My, did she stumble onto the jackpot with John.

She had no idea.

She went on with her list, as though he hadn’t just offered to murder anyone who ever treated her badly. “I’m also making three times what I made before, which is incredibly helpful for caring for my mother and putting my sister through school.”

John had not known any of the last. “You have a sister?”

“Yes, and she got all the talent in the family, the little brat.” Helen said it with a smile. “She wants to go to art school. I think I can actually manage it now.”

“She is…a painter?”

“Painter, graphic designer, seamstress, you name it. She makes all kinds of wonderful things. Things for the wall, things you can use, things you can wear. She just…makes the world a more beautiful place everywhere she goes.”

John had similar thoughts about Helen, but decided to keep them to himself.

“I see. And your mother…is sick?” Helen was too young, for her mother to need a nursing home for elder care just yet.

Helen made a face, like she didn’t want to think about her mom. “She’s had cancer, off and on, since I was a teenager.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Thanks. I…I have complicated feelings about my mother. We can leave it at that.”

“If you like.”

Helen jumped a little as her phone buzzed in her pocket. She looked down to check it, and sighed. “I have to go up to 523. Are you feeling alright? Anything I missed?” She looked him up and down appraisingly, and fuck him if it didn’t make him blush. Thank god for his beard.

“I feel great. Thanks.”

She narrowed her eyes a little, a thing he’d noticed she did when she was running his words though her built-in lie detector. “If you say so, Mr. Wick. Let me know if you need anything else.”  

She packed up her things in her seemingly limitless bag of tricks, and made for the door. She looked wistful, as she turned to look at him over her shoulder. As usual, his heart lodged itself in his throat. “You know…we don’t have to only see each other when you get hurt.”

John didn’t realize he’d been holding his breath until it released in a slow sigh. It killed him a little, when he said quietly, “It’s better for you though, if we don’t.”

She looked down for a moment, and he knew he saw the quick flash of moisture in the corner of her eye. God, but he was a bastard. “If you say so. Next time, then.” Helen escaped out the door without looking back, and John felt a piece of his heart leave with her.

Fuck.

***

Helen leaned her back against the door only for a moment, letting the pain course through her. Why did something that was purely psychological actually feel like getting stabbed in the chest? Ok, so she didn’t actually know what that felt like, but from what she’d seen within these walls, she knew it hurt like a bitch.

Somehow, it hurt more because she knew he was right.

The last thing she needed, really, was to get involved with an Underworld hitman. A Master Assassin, Winston had told her.

She should have been afraid of John Wick. Everyone else certainly was. But the truth was, from the moment she’d looked up from her book on the subway to find that tall, dark, and devilishly handsome man in his ridiculously beautiful suit with those ridiculously soulful dark eyes—she’d been hooked. Hook, line, and sinker.

She’d been so sad that first night when she got off on her stop, certain she’d never see him again. She’d felt like maybe she’d passed by some cosmic opportunity in the grand timeline of her life. New York was a huge city. The odds were not in her favor for meeting him again.

When she’d looked up to find him there a week later, she’d had trouble convincing herself it wasn’t fate.

She wasn’t completely broken, she knew. In the short time she’d worked at the Continental she’d already met plenty of people who set her hair on end. People who rang that little alarm bell in the back of her primal brain. Predator, caution. She’d never felt that, around John. She truly believed he wouldn’t hurt her—as an extension of that, she supposed he wouldn’t date her either.

It was as endearing as it was infuriating.

An assassin with a conscience. Who knew?

It was just her luck.

As she made her way to the stairs a trio of men took up the breadth of the hallway. Unmistakably Eastern European, two veritable mountains of muscle, and a younger twenty something leading the way who was obviously their charge. He strutted like a rooster, so utterly assured. Ah, the delusions of youth, she found herself thinking to herself. As they passed she nodded politely, searching her memory from the rough rundown of the various crime families she'd received in what passed for orientation at the Continental, pulling a blank.

The young man in the lead possessed an interesting face. Brutal, if not handsome. An angular jaw, wide set blue eyes, and hair blond as snow against his health club tan. When he turned to watch her pass his bodyguards parted so as not to obstruct his view, a practiced motion that she was sure had been drilled with repetition. She felt the weight of his gaze upon her, but this wasn't her first rodeo. She ignored it and kept walking. 

Unfortunately, he spoke to her in accented English. 

“You must be the new Nurse everyone is talking about.” 

She turned, offering a polite smile. 

“I am. Pleased to meet you, Mr...?”

She could tell he wasn't used to not being recognized. His initial reaction was annoyance, tempered with some intrigue. The last part worried her. 

“Mikhail Ivanovich Medvedev, at your service.” With a hand over his heart he gave a little bow. It was far from sincere though, the chivalry of the gesture lost in the mockery of his smirk.

Then before she could stop him he took her hand, pressing his lips to her knuckles.

When his eyes meet hers, a trill of fear ran down her spine. There was definitely something cruel about this boy. Something missing in his pale blue eyes.  

The Medvedev name she recognized. One of the major Russian syndicates. Ivanovich—son of Ivan, who was the boss. That made this cocksure young thing...the prince. It explained a lot. It did not make her feel any more at ease. 

“What a stunning new addition to the Continental you make. We are headed to the lounge. You should join us for a celebratory drink. Let us welcome you to our happy family.” 

“I thank you very kindly, Mr. Medvedev. But I'm working. A patient is waiting for me.”

“Too bad,” he said, shooting her a knowing look from beneath hooded eyes. “Some other time.” 

“Sure,” said Helen, hoping to never bump into him again. 

She had a feeling she shouldn't hold her breath on that one. 

“Until next time then, Miss...?”

“Mizz. Helen.”

Maybe it was silly, but she didn't want to give him her last name, common as it was. 

He smiled the way wolves smile at rabbits in the deep dark woods. 

“Helen. A beautiful name. Like in the movie, with Achilles. Brad Pitt. I have seen it.” 

She raised an eyebrow before she could stop herself. She hadn’t seen the movie. “The poem is better. The Iliad. By Homer.”

He waved it off, grinning to reveal a gold tooth. The open triangle of his shirt revealed numerous tattoos. “That bookish bullshit. I never liked school. You are beautiful. Take the compliment, eh?” 

She nodded, wary of the annoyance in his tone. He still had not released her hand. 

“Thank you.” 

He looked her up and down. “You get tired of nursing these old fuckers, I could give you a job in my club. You would make good money, with an ass like that.” 

She bristled, barely managing to keep her next words civil. “I'll...keep that in mind.”

She really wanted him to let her go. He smirked, as though he could sense her unease. Men like this thrived on it, she knew. Pumping themselves up by making a woman feel afraid. Boy, did she know the type. She wondered how much trouble she would get into if she kneed this fucker in the dick.

The twin mountains would probably punch her into a pancake. It would almost be worth it though.

Finally, he released her hand. 

“I will be in the lounge if you change your mind,” he called down the hallway. 

She lifted a hand in acknowledgment, but didn't turn back. The hair on her spine didn’t relax until she'd made it to room 523, where a seemingly very nice man named Marcus needed his ribs wrapped. 

She did three more calls before she found herself on the third floor again. A little voice in the back of her mind sang out, John is on this floor. She almost felt his presence, an acute awareness of his location. It was the height of temptation, to go knock on his door. Maybe she’d greet him with a kiss on the mouth, and see if he rejected her then, the honorable ass. 

Maybe she could guilt him. I joined the mob for you. She might have considered it, if he didn't already feel so fucking guilty as it was. 

She was tired, and perhaps she was a little careless, not paying attention like she should have been. As it was, she didn't notice the two mountains of muscle at the end of the hallway until she nearly bumped into them. 

“Gentlemen. Excuse me.” 

She tried to step around but one of them moved into her path. 

“Mr. Medvedev would like to see you, Miss Helen,” said one. 

“He is feeling sick.” 

“He has some...swelling, he needs you to take care of.” 

They exchanged a look and chuckled darkly, while Helen's heart dropped to her feet. 

Fuck.

She didn't have to look around, to know the hallway was deserted. It was the dead of night, nearly four in the morning. 

“I'm afraid I didn't get a work order from the front desk. Did you contact them?”

They snorted in response. “You are Continental nurse, and we are in Continental. You come now.”

So, no one would know where she was. Just peachy.

They started walking, herding her in the direction they wanted her to go. 

She moved her feet, not wanting to give them an excuse to put hands on her. 

All the while, thinking fuck fuck fuckity fuck. Had they been on the street, she would have at least had pepper spray to offer them. She carried nothing like that here. She hadn't thought she would need it. The rules of the Continental seemed so sacrosanct. Did Ivanovich think he was above the High Table’s law? Or did he just think she didn’t matter?

As they passed the door where she knew John Wick slept, she made a gamble. She reached out quickly and struck his door, two loud raps, before one of the toughs narrowed his eyes and shoved her along. She stumbled; that little blow felt like getting hit by a truck.

Bless him, but ten seconds did not go by before the door wrenched open behind them, and there was John, looking darkly forbidding in a half-buttoned black shirt and his suit pants. His hair was rumpled, as though fresh from sleep. The sight of him like this inspired a heady mixture of relief and desire low in Helen’s belly.

For just a moment, she forgot to be afraid.

“Evening, gentlemen.”

“Mr. Wick.”

A very uncomfortable silence descended upon the hallway. When John’s sharp gaze shifted to her she signaled him best she could with her eyes wide, mouthing the word, Help.

“How fortuitous. Ms. Helen, I think I pulled one of my stitches. Could you look at it for me?”

“Of course.”

She made to walk past, but Mountain One held out his arm. He wore a gold ring on his finger that she could have used as a bracelet. It bore the stylized likeness of a snarling bear.

“Miss Helen is busy. Mikhail Ivanovich is waiting.”

“I don’t think she wants to go with you.”

“Do we look like we care what you think?”

John took a step out into the hallway, subtly shifting so that they could see the matte black Glock he’d been concealing behind his thigh.

“You probably should.”

“You want to fight on Continental grounds? Is against the rules.”

“This woman is an employee of the Continental, Alexei, and by association, the High Table. If I kill you and Igor for disrespecting their associates, they will thank me for it.”

“They will kill you too.”

“Either way, you’ll be dead. Is she worth it to you?”

“Mikhail won’t be happy.”

“I will gladly have Winston revisit the rules with the little bear cub, if you like.”

One could have cut the tension in the hallway with a knife. They all knew to fight would be near certain suicide, yet perhaps they also knew that John Wick did not bluff. The sonofabitch was crazy enough to draw down on anyone, anywhere, if they crossed him. Unlike young Mikhail, Alexei and Igor were old school gangsters. They knew how to read the quiet parts, and that sometimes you took an out when it was offered to you. Live to fight another day. There was no shame in fearing the consequences of the High Table.

There was no shame in fearing John Wick either.

Igor, Mountain Two, made a waving forget it gesture with his huge hand. He said something quick in Russian to his compatriot, and Alexei seemed to relax a little. “Fine, Mr. Wick. We didn’t know she belonged to you.”

John remained silent, not contradicting the hired muscle’s conclusions, waiting.

Alexei made a sweeping gesture to Helen, who lost no time in speed walking over to John’s side. It made her feel slightly better.  

 After everything they’d been through, it was the first time John had actually seen her rattled. He made a subtle nod towards the open door, and Helen wasn’t too proud to retreat into his room without a look back.

“We will give Mikhail your regards.”

“Give him my warning. The Nurse is off limits. Be seeing you.” With a final glare John went back to his room and shut the door in their faces.

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