#then a mutant attack happens and some of the classmates who are trapped inside the school see them use weapons? and magic??

[avisisisis]

WAIT! Imagine an episode where April complains about Sunita being unavailable for a long time and having to be alone in school again, so the boys decide to infiltrate her school go to school with her.

They somehow get cloaking brooches (definitely didn't steal them, they would never do that they did), Donnie made them fake IDs and they went to her school as students.

Barry almost has a heart attack when he sees them because what the fuck are you doing here? And the other students get angry because only they get “nice” treatment from the lunch lady (mostly Mikey, but he forced Draxum to be nice to the others, including April).

Leo would join a sport and absolutely destroy everyone, becoming a “pupular kid” (mostly because of the trouble he gets in. Also, he 100% has issues playing on teams bc that's literally canon). Donnie would be the type to complain about how easy the stuff they're learning is (except for history. He sucks at it). Mikey would look like he's distracted, but when asked what they were talking about he'd repeat everything the teacher said word by word (because c'mon, that boy can definitely pay attention to more than one thing at once). Raph is the guy everyone's scared of (he's HUGE), but when people actually try to get to know him, they realize he's just a very overprotective, giant teddy bear.

Everyone is confused because where did they come from?? Why do they look so different from each other but say they're brothers? How do they manage to vanish so many times without getting expelled?

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt raph #save rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #tmnt #then a mutant attack happens and some of the classmates who are trapped inside the school see them use weapons? and magic?? #and the mutants seem to know them? also why is april's bat glowing? #DID HE JUST CREATE A PORTAL? #yeah they'd panic #cue the hamato siblings not knowing how to explain everything #and suddenly finding themselves with friends who they told about the mutation thing because how else would they explain it? #or even better. they tell them that they were sent by an ancient god to protect the people #“if you tell anyone we'll have to kill you sorry” #“what the FUCK okay”

[nekoannie-chan]

Suffocation

Pairing: Brock Rumlow X Mutant! Reader

Word count: 1585 words.

Summary: How did the fact that people didn't accept mutants in the past affect you?

Warnings: Angst, lots of angst, panic attacks, PTSD, low self-esteem, past anti-mutant sentimental and actions, depression, anxiety.

A/N: “Mutie” is a derogatory way to call the mutants that some people use in The Gifted.

The sources I checked are in Spanish because I need to understand deeply all the concepts and are these: PTSD 1, PTSD 2, panic attack 1, panic attack 2

Flashbacks are in italics.

The dream is in italics and bold.

This is my entry to the @golden-ariess ‘s Lucid Dreams Writing Challenge with the prompt:

“You keep saying love isn’t real, how would you know if you haven’t given it a real chance”

Also is my entry to the @jbbarnesnnoble ‘s  Mental Health Awareness Month Writing Challenge with the dialogue prompt #4:

“You ever feel like you can’t breathe? Like the whole world is collapsing in on itself and no one notices? No one cares? Like you can’t escape it?”

And my entry to the @stareyedplanet ‘s Lin’s 100 Follower Challenge with the angst prompt # 8:

“I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s wrong. And don’t try lying to me!”

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These days were always difficult, the memories... Despite seeking help, it seemed as if it hadn't worked, the medication wasn't a solution either, it wasn't helping you at all, but your powers were affected. You've already tried too many things, but NOTHING worked.

You saw how your other team members were happy, but it was like you felt like you didn't deserve it... or rather as if something was going to happen and it would ruin it.  

You couldn't help thinking that you could have done something else to save them... if you had never made those mistakes...  

You were out of the room when the team showed up, basically just seeing them for training and missions, other than that, you avoided them, Brock realized; it wasn't the first time you'd done it and that worried him.  

It was known that Brock was not very expressive with his feelings, like you, so everyone was surprised when they discovered that you and he had a relationship.

 You had your head hidden in your arms on the base garden table after a long workout.  

The night before you had that nightmare again, that nightmare that always seemed so real, but you knew it couldn't be real; it was simply the memories that overwhelmed your mind. It was always so real as if you were back in those moments.

"Are you too tired because of training?” Brock asked you sitting in front of you.  

You raised your head when you heard it and you just nodded.  

"You're lying," he said.  

"I beg your pardon?”  

"Whenever you lie, you're lying, nose wrinkles, and it gives you away," Brock said. 

You were perplexed, you've never noticed, you'd pay more attention the next time.  

"Have you been spying on me? “You questioned trying to change the subject of conversation.

"What? No, it's just a very noticeable thing," Brock said.  

"So what?” 

"Don't change the subject, you seem to be hiding something and the presence of others...” 

"Nobody likes mutants and it's not something new," you interrupted him.  

"Don't say those things, I do, I like you Y/N," he replied.  

"You must be joking, I don't like anyone, love is for children, it's not real; It's just a lie... 

"It's not true, if only...” 

"If only nothing, I say it because it's the truth.”

“You keep saying love isn’t real, how would you know if you haven’t given it a real chance” 

You opened your mouth without being able to say anything, your mind was trying to process what you just heard.  

"Give me a chance, I can prove you wrong," Brock continued.  

He came close enough and kissed you, you kissed him too. 

 You opened your eyes, again you were in your high school, but alone inside the classroom, you opened the door, the hallway seemed empty, you started walking, the other doors of the place were closed, you breathed deep, trying not to panic, the road took you to the gym.  

Suddenly a basketball hit your back, you turned around and you were surrounded by your classmates, who started throwing you more and more balls. 

“Get out of here mutie, we don't want you here,” 

"You're not well received.”  

"All muties do is bring troubles.”  

You were going backwards, you wanted them to shut up, you didn't see the pool behind you and when you fell into it, you tried to get out, you couldn't, the panic in you started to increase, you couldn’t breathe...

 “Y/N!” Brock called you again trying to wake you up. 

You woke up and tried to get him off his back thinking you were still dreaming while you were screaming. 

"It's me, Brock, you're safe, it was just a nightmare," he said, trying to sound calm.  

"Brock?” You asked between sobs. 

"Yes babe, it's me.”  

You hugged him and wept in his arms, he stroked your hair to comfort you.  

"Do you want to talk?” He asked.  

You shook your head, you kept your head sunk in your chest.  

"Y/N, don't you want to play monopoly with us? Natasha invited you.  

"No thanks," you declined.

"Come on Y/N," Brock tried to cheer you up. 

"No, I have... things to do.”  

You knew that if you stayed with them for a long time, something bad would happen, or worse, you thought that at any moment I was going to attack you for being a mutant.  

The team had broken into a mission, you didn't know where the others were, you went into a small room, you checked your gun, you no longer had ammunition, you locked the door if any enemy found you, and you were at a disadvantage.

You tried to open the door after a few moments, but this one didn't give way. You had become trapped, you felt that you could not breathe, you were terrified, you had tried to ask for help through the intercom, no sound came out of your mouth, you were paralyzed from fear, and you could not bear to be in dark or small places for long.  

You felt that space was shrinking, as if the walls were moving to trap you, you couldn't think clearly, no one knew you were there.

 The guy you liked took your hand, at sixteen it was too exciting. 

"Do you think we should go in?” He asked you pointing his head towards the door in front of them.  

You nodded shyly, was he going to kiss you, what was going to happen in there?  

He opened the door, turned to you and smiled at you.  

"Ladies first," he said by holding your hand to get you in.  

Once you were near the door he pushed you hard inside the place and closed on the outside.   

"This is what the muties deserve," he said from the outside.

You tried to open it, but it was stuck, you screamed, it seemed that no one was listening to you or if they did they were ignoring you and probably mocking you; you weren't sure if it was minutes or hours, the anguish was starting to grow, you were in the dark, you didn't know there was around you; somehow you managed and managed to get out with the help of your powers, outside there was no one and it was dark.  

You immediately went to your house, your parents were worried, and they didn't know where you'd been. 

"Y/N, where were you?”  

"A guy in my class locked me up...”  

Someone knocked on the door interrupting, your father peeked out.  

"You need to leave, the Sentinel Services is here," he ordered you.

Your mom got you out of the house, yet they got caught, you got to hear her screams asking you to leave.  

That day you ran like you've never done before. They had died at the Mutant Detention Center.

 Brock managed to find you, opened the door, called you several times, but it was like you didn't hear it, he came over and took your hand.  

"Baby, can you hear me?”  

There was no answer, your face reflected terror, with the other hand raised your face. 

"Y/N, come on, breathe with me, everything's fine.”  

You did what he told you. 

"Are you all right? He asked you after they got off the ship on their way back. 

"Yes," you answered and set out to enter the base. 

Brock took your arm and stopped you, he needed to know what was going on.

“I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s wrong. And don’t try lying to me!”

"I'm fine.”  

"Y/N, you lie, I know you very well, you hide something, and you can trust me.”  

There was no escape, you knew sooner or later you had to tell him what happened.

“You ever feel like you can’t breathe? Like the whole world is collapsing in on itself and no one notices? No one cares? Like you can’t escape it?”

"No, I've never felt it," he replied a confusedly.  

"Forget it," you answered, trying to get out. 

 "Please, I love you and I want to help you.”  

"Can we go somewhere else? I don't want others to know.” 

You went to the bedroom you shared, you sat on the bed, and you took some air.  

"Since my classmates found out I was a mutant... they played jokes on me and gave me horrible nicknames; especially the girls, once they left me locked up in the dark, I had to use my powers to get out, but that meant that the Sentinel Services were for my family and me to our house, I managed to run away thanks to my mom, but they did not make it. Bad things always happen to people I love because of me...

"Is that why you're turning away from everyone?” He interrupted you.  

"I don't deserve to be happy...” 

"No, don't say that you're not to blame for anything," Brock said, stroking your face.  

"But...” 

"You know, my mother and I ran away from my father, he beat us, in the end, I think we have some things in common, but that doesn't matter, I don't even care if you're a mutant or not, all I know is that I love you, I'll help you and I'll support you with everything.”  

You smiled shyly, then you kept telling him everything that had happened over the years. He listened to you carefully while still hugging you.  

He was going to be whatever it took to make you happy.

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