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crazylittlejester · 15 days
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I don't know if you're still accepting requests but if you are: Warriors and Wind eating oranges, sharing a fondness for them because Warriors and food poison avoidance + Wind and scurvy prevention
If you're no longer accepting requests, then so sorry :(
- the oranges anon
HI ORANGES ANON!!!
I am!! I got a little thing in my pinned post saying if Mini Fic Requests are open or not, and they’re open rn!
Here you go!! (485 words):
A wave of dizziness slammed into him and Warriors crouched down with a groan, lifting one hand to his aching head and using the other to stabilize himself so he didn’t fall over. He had incorrectly guessed his head was aching due to exhaustion, but the rising nausea and heat in the back of his neck just confirmed his new theory. He needed to eat something.
“Cap’n?” Wind called, turning around and walking towards him. The two of them had headed off alone to explore the area around camp, scouting for enemies but also just giving the little sailor a chance to get his extra energy out.
Warriors was forced to sit down properly when his arm started shaking, and he hung his head with a sigh.
“Ye be needin’ sugar, right?” Wind asked him, digging through his bag with a determined look.
The captain nodded, grateful at least one of them had brought a bag. Warriors had stashed two red potions in his belt and brought everything else they possibly could’ve needed on a short walk bear camp, except any kind of food.
The pirate eventually found an orange and pulled it out with a laugh, handing it to Warriors before digging around for a second. As he peeled his fruit, he watched Wind curiously as the boy furiously picked at his.
His brother caught him staring and blinked up at him. “I know it’s hard for you to eat some times, I didn’t want you to feel like I was watching you, so I’m eating with you!”
Warriors couldn’t stop the tears from welling up in his eyes and he froze. Assassination attempts had made his relationship with food and eating very complicated, and many times he found himself starving because his anxiety got too bad. Oranges were a safe food for him, their peel making it hard for them to be tampered with, and eating with the others always made him feel more comfortable. He didn’t know how to feel that not only had Wind noticed something the captain tried to hide, but the little sailor had gone out of his way to help him and comfort him.
“I really like oranges,” his brother told him, popping a slice into his mouth. “They be good fer preventin’ scurvy. Ye don’t be wantin’ that, it sucks.”
Warriors let out a wet laugh, blinking away the spots in his vision and laying down while he ate his own fruit. He listened to Wind talk on and on about his great love for citrus, which eventually turned into a story about his adventures, until the captain felt he could sit upright again without being worried he’d faint.
“Good to go back?” Wind asked with a wide grin. “I be wantin’ to terrorize Wild.”
“Sounds good,” Warriors rolled his eyes fondly, ruffling the kid’s hair and holding him close as they walked back to camp together.
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idyllic-affections · 10 months
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big brother kazuha and big sister beidou.... im so soft
i see kazuha as the gentle, calm, comforting big brother while beidou is more of the badass, fun sister
kazuha can and will sing you to sleep. and beidou will hold you up while on the crux so you can see the sea clearly (and if you get seasick kazuha takes care of you while beidou pops up every so often to make you laugh a lil)
i love them
big brother kazuha and big sister beidou.
summary. what are kazuha and beidou like as big siblings?
trigger & content warnings. insomnia, seasickness/motion sickness, brief mentions of medication.
tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. fluff. kazuha & reader, beidou & reader. 0.5k words. no pronouns for reader.
author's thoughts. you literally have the best brainrots omg <33 you're so right though aly! they would be the best big siblings fr. this was my first time writing beidou and it made me VERY nervous but honestly? i love her. i dont talk about her enough. learning to write her is simply a thing that takes practice and patience c:
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kazuha is the calm and somewhat responsible big brother (he was technically running from the law at one point, so...), whereas beidou is the excitable and fun big sister.
big brother kazuha, who either sings you to sleep or reads to you until you fall asleep on difficult nights. his voice is so gentle and soothing; it's hard not to fall asleep when listening to him. his voice alone is thoroughly comparable to a lullaby. he doesn't even have to be singing. the soft tones of his voice are enough of a melody on their own. he's just so... indescribably gentle, like the calmest breeze grazing your skin on a hot day, so it's hardly any surprise that he's such a master at resolving insomnia.
big sister beidou, who tells you exciting tales of her adventures like one would to a young child, regardless of your age. she illustrates her stories with skill that many bards could only ever dream of—the way she so seamlessly manages to make her adventures come alive in anyone's mind is a talent so many could only hope to attain. it's hard to know where she got such a skill, but then again... maybe that's just because of her vibrant personality? the stories may or may not aid you in falling asleep, but she can almost always call upon kazuha if she happens to fail, so there's nothing to worry about.
big brother kazuha, who perches himself on a good vantage point on the alcor with you and points out fun shapes in the clouds or in the foamy water. maybe he'll write poetry while you sit beside him in calm silence. maybe he'll end up taking a nap with you curled at his side as the wind from the open ocean glides gently, soothingly, over your peaceful faces. who knows? regardless of how that time is spent, it becomes a sort of bonding ritual.
big sister beidou, who will effortlessly hoist you up onto her shoulders regardless of your weight because lets be honest—beidou should be beyond muscular. she's impossibly strong, so don't worry about it. she wants you to be able to clearly witness the might of the vast ocean! that's one of the best parts of travelling by sea! you've got to both admire its beauty and respect its danger. the sea is a wild beast worthy of awe. though, if you get seasick... she'd definitely feel a little guilty.
big brother kazuha, who tends to your needs while you're seasick. he helps administer whatever medication works best for you—which beidou likely picked up from baizhu one of the times she was in liyue—and makes such you stay hydrated. he'll make a mental note of your tendency towards motion sickness and will remember to give you medication before future trips begin. he's very attentive.
big sister beidou, who pops in every now and then to either apologize for getting you seasick or to make you laugh because laughter is so impossibly cherished by her. she treasures all the smiles and laughs she can get from her crew, you included. <3
please consider reblogging, it helps me out quite a lot!
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kai-atlantis · 8 months
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I'm late 😬 but I broke my ankle again so JUST PLEASE ACCEPT MY LATE ENTRIES OKI.
CW: grief, language
Artwork by @irunaki who graciously allowed me to borrow her work
FowlFest Day 2 - Diary Day
A Glimpse in Time
Holly ShOrt!!!
1953 
  HI DIARY!!! Today is MaY 3! It's my bIRTHDAY! I'M 32 today and at skool my class sang to me and gave me kandy! Escept for Riles Ross, cause he stole my space bar and ate iT in fronT of ME! >:( so i hit him in his face and all the kids laughed and Miss Persimmon sent me home. :( bUT I CAME HOME WITH CAKE! and its carrot. Mommy says it looks like our hair! :D cause we have orange hair! Daddy gave me a bow n arrow after cake and said I was a natural! Daddy is so strong he could hold me AND MY CAKE TOGETHER! :D then i got in trouble for hitting Riles Ross, but daddy told me later in secret that he was proud of me. :) 
  Anyway Diary, did you have a good day today? I sure hope so cause I did! I would share my cake with you but i dont wanna get cake on your pages :( sorry. BUT YOU CAN SLEEP WITH ME AND FOXY TONITE! we are having a secret sleep over under the bed. Foxy is so CUTEEE. sHH! Dont tell mommy or daddy. It's only for us :) 
  See ya there! 
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Holly Short
1983
Today was fucking bullshit. It was so fucking stupid, I almost don't want to make an entry about it, but my therapist claims it's good for my grief to vent my feelings, so, here I am. Venting my fucking feelings. And no. I don't feel better.
So, you want to know why today sucked. Today was my second day at the Academy. The LEP Academy.
I've always known I was going to be an officer, but lately, I've been compelled to do something more than LEPtraffic, or Immigration. Yesterday was already weird enough because I got tons of looks from all the beefheads, but then today, in my Criminal Investigations class, the professor asked us what our goals in the LEP were. Anyone that knows anything knows girls who join the LEP are destined for traffic, or some bullshit area of "policing". We never go further than that… Unless you're Wing Commander Vinyáya. And nobody is as cool as Wing Commander Vinyáya. She's a total babe. Definitely not me.
But anyway, I have other aspirations. Dad was Internal Affairs. Mom's LEPmarine. It's my destiny to be in the force, and if I'm gonna go in, it's go big or go home. So, I answer that I want to be in Recon. And I shit you not - everyone laughed, even the professor. The FUCKING professor.
Fuck.
Why can't a girl be Recon? We're not all airheads. Some of us are actually capable of handling ourselves. Mom always says my aim is deadlier than a stink worm too, so those townies don't know what they've got coming.
Shit. Said, not says. Mom is dead. Stupid mistake.
Whatever.
The only plus side to today was that I ran into Trouble Kelp. He's the hot Kelp brother. An idiot, but he has a good heart. He's a junior, and super famous for his scores. Everyone knows who he is, so you'd expect him to be a total glow slug, right? But he's actually really kind. Some guy tried to trip me in the hall, and before I could punch the daylights outta him, Kelp shoved him into the trash can and swore him off. It was totally cool. He'd make a good partner someday, I think.
OH! Back to Recon. Adding onto today's bullshit, I overheard some rookies going on and on about Commander Root. Apparently he's a tough nut to crack and hasn't ever had a girl in his unit, and he intends for it to stay that way. Well, too bad for him, because I've got my sights on Recon. I work alone, and fly alone. Nobody to bother me, no stinky males and their gross ear cheese. Just me, the wind, and the surface sky.
It's what mom and dad would want.
I hope they're proud.
Oh yeah, one last thing: it's my birthday today. I'm 62 today. Is it super lame that I put up pictures of mom and dad on the table with me? Just so, you know… I'm not alone?
Fuck. Duh. That's super lame.
Hey. I'm back. Don't mind the weird gap between pages. Didn't feel like writing for a bit so I took a nap. But I'm back.
Honestly? I'm a bit mad. And before you ask me in the session: about everything?
Being a girl is hard enough, right? 'cause I'm stuck in this gnarly place of not being pretty enough yet also not being "tough" enough to be accepted by the guys. And I just started. Why should my appearance fucking matter? I'm a fucking hotshot. I'm resilient. I already know how to pilot a shuttle. That's more than these maggots can do.
My dad would've known what to say. I didn't know him that long, really. But still, when I'd spaz out and tussle with other kids, he'd always have my back, and he always knew the right things to say. I wish I had that now, you know? I miss him.
I miss mom. But I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to talk about her death and I won't be forced into it either, k?
Oh yeah, duh. My original point. It's my 62nd birthday, and I'm all alone. There's supposed to be some junior thing at a pub in the city. Juniors. Not rookies like these dorks. Mom would kill me if I went.
Hah. Guess I should rebel and go make some friends then? Maybe Trouble will be there? Not that I'm into him or anything. Just a friend or two would be nice.
Anyway. I've got basics in the morning.
Night, journal. See ya.
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lungthief · 5 months
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not even bothering to ask on anon bc this is my calling card but I am DESPERATE to know your shivlisa headcanons
HI im so sorry it took me so long to respond to this ask, i promise i wasn’t ignoring it, i just have a long ass backstory framework i wrote for them lmao, here it is:
- shiv & lisa meet while shiv is in undergrad at yale and lisa is completing her law degree (and TAing one of shiv’s classes probably)
- start to hang out outside of class
- definitely friends, probably mutually attracted to each other at this point (i cant decide whether or not itd make more sense for them to start hooking up while still in college or if they wait until after when theyve reconnected) (shivs definitely at least Aware of the fact that she likes girls if she’s not already fucking them) (i feel like her brothers’ own dabbling in gay shit made her avoid confronting her feelings as much as possible bc she saw the consequences firsthand w/ what happened to roman and probably kendall also) (she’s so determined to not be the fuckup) (but the problem is that she is Very Much attracted to women) (maybe it’s a lady Gaga poker face moment where she goes out and fucks guys and thinks of girls while doing it)
- lisa graduates, goes to DC—shiv is still studying polisci but doesn’t really know what she wants to do
- all she knows is it makes her feel better to at least pretend to care about people and it makes staying out of the business look like her own choice instead of her dad and her brothers actively freezing her out
- shiv graduates, leans toward the left
- this sparks a big argument with her dad re: ATN or politics or something (probably ends up getting belittled by him & her brothers), which makes her decide to fully pursue being a political consultant for dems
- reconnects with lisa while trying to surround herself w/ libs in DC
- she & lisa start hooking up (despite the fact that lisa has a boyfriend) (i imagine this is also around the time kendall introduces shiv to nate so thats happening also)
- neither lisa nor shiv really acknowledge the whole Feelings part of their thing but it is definitely there (more so for shiv than for lisa, which shiv hates bc she hates caring about other people more than they care about her) (she’s Shiv Fucking Roy everyone should be worshipping her)
- meanwhile logan is still pissed at shiv for everything
- things are also not going well with nate, he either suspects or knows she’s cheating on him but she breaks up with him first to get out in front of it (he worships her but he’s also on her level which makes him dangerous anyway she’d rather just have a boyfriend who doesn’t challenge her like that) (she’s also just devoting so much of her time and energy to trying to figure out where she stands with lisa)
- lisa starts talking about getting engaged to the guy she’s seeing, tells shiv they have to break off their thing
- shiv is Heartbroken and jealous but won’t admit it
- she also has no one to fall back on bc she already broke things off with Nate
- so then lets it slip to someone that lisa fucks women (i don’t think she’d talk about their recent relationship, i think shiv would off-handedly allude to them having a relationship in college even if they didn’t “how do you know” “we went to college together. i know from experience” etc etc even if shes completely lying her ass off. this angle looks especially bad for lisa bc the whole TA/student thing)
- lisa’s boyfriend? fiance? catches wind of this, breaks up with lisa over the rumors
- lisa goes to shiv for comfort but shiv is super blasé abt the whole thing bc part of her wanted this to happen
- lisa gets suspicious of how this info even got out and shiv tries to just play it off as DC gossip but then (because shes in love with lisa still a little and wants to believe lisa loves her) is like “well. it’s already out there why not continue this we dont have to say that we’re dating or anything we can just. yknow. stay together” basically proposing they have an actual formal relationship even if it’s not public
- lisa is fucking pissed bc a) shiv just fucked up what was supposed to be Her Marriage and b) is like “is this some fucking ploy to get at your dad???” bc obviously shiv roy daughter of conservative media empire even just rumored to be dating a prominent Black female dem lawyer would be a Big fuck you to logan (i doubt shiv even really considered this angle bc she’s so involved in her own jealousy and feelings for Lisa) and it is a move that would also endear her to the dems and get her more important jobs (which is the whole reason she sought out lisa in dc in the first place even if not the Entire reason)
- shiv has no idea how to even respond to this she did not realize the consequences
- Lisa (rightfully!) tells her off about how she’s self involved and hypocritical for trying to appear empathetic when she doesn’t even think to consider the extent to which shiv’s pettiness would affect lisa as a woman and as a POC in the professional world and how even just associating with shiv makes her look and feel bad because shiv is heir to The Misogynistic Racism Factory
- Shiv Knows She Fucked Up Real Bad and attempts to explain that she did it all bc she loves lisa and she was jealous and lisa is like you are fucking delusional!!!! the two of us together would never work out even if we wanted it to (bc i do think there is part of lisa under all of the pragmatism that would want it to work out) and shiv is a mess at this point bc she hates feeling naive and lisa is basically confirming that she never was as In It as shiv was
- Shiv (miserable) is probably like “im sorry im sorry I’ll take care of it I’ll get PR to deal with it i just don’t want to lose you please let’s be friends let’s just put this all behind us okay” and lisa is like no actually I want nothing to fucking do with you you made a big fucking mess and now i have to clean it up
- And this whole fight and cutting lisa off is what Shiv becoming the mess that she and Tom reference later on and what eventually leads her to dating him
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raviosrupees · 2 years
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Super Specific Linked Universe Headcanons Pt 1.
All of the Links are autistic but they all have wildly different ways of presenting it. Ask me about their special interests, please. Please.
Warriors is in his 20s. He is an Aquarius. I'm right.
Sky is the ultimate straight cis ally, but he has bi wife energy. He is best friends with Legend, and they're kind of inseparable.
Twilight is a taurus, he's cis and bisexual, but leans towards women and fem ppl (and too hung up to think about anyone but one woman)
Wild is taller than yall think, 17 or 117 whatever is more convenient for him, zelda told him his birthday is november 7th (scorpio, ofc) and he just accepts that.
Hyrule is pansexual (mostly cis but might be genderfluid, he likes to wear feminine clothes and makeup)
Four is like? 3'8, and he's 20 yo but most people don't believe him. He's a trans boy, and most of the colors are too besides vio, who I think is either genderfluid or pangender, uses all pronouns. Four is bisexual but leans towards guys, though he loves his Zelda.
Legend is 4'10, 17 yo, born december 14th at midnight. he is trans, any pronouns, and bisexual.
Ravio is same height and age as Legend, and they're both born on the same day but ravio was born at noon. This really bothers Legend, he wants his own birthday. Ravi loves it.
also ravio is gay, asian/latino, chubby and has the best smile <3
war is cis and bisexual but he leans towards women, I think he's aromantic but probably could be romantically involved with someone.
Times eyes are more gray than blue
Sky 9 times out of 10 has no clue whats going on. Stupid and confused, and its perfect.
Twilight always knows where all of them are, and I don't even know if it's just smell. He has mom instincts "where are my kids, what are they doing"
Wild got mad anger issues pls calm down babe. Kind of scary. He lets hyrule braid his hair sometimes.
Hyrules eyes are more green than blue, and he has freckles all over his face and body (jokes he ought to get a kiss for every freckle)
Whenever Wind gets mail from his little sister, he reads it to the group. He's very proud of her, and she's very proud of him. She has a bunch of big brothers now.
Four + the colors are white-asian mixed (or looks like it yk, bc he's hylian) his eyes are dark brown.
Legend goes non verbal a lot, esp when they're stressed, but when she talks, she talks. I mean, hand gestures, ranting, cussing, pointing, "and you a bitch, and you a bitch." favorite curse word is cunt.
warriors ruffle everyone's hair, and they all hate it (esp four and legend, who claims he's going to choke him with his own scarf)
Sky likes to sing and dance, and wishes more of them would dance with him.
Twilight has slept as a wolf so often that it's practically natural for him, he really prefers it. Also, he takes all of his nightwatch shifts as a wolf.
Wild will teach literally anyone about edible flora and mushrooms and such, and foraging around hyrule, if only they would listen. Sometimes talks random animals ears off about his favorite flavor combos. Sky loves to listen and ask questions.
Hyrule will hand his favorite people random stuff as "gifts" like feathers, flowers, rocks, dead bugs (he's obsessed with bugs, he loves them so so much and they're all his friends) his favorite animal is a bumblebee
i know we all agree wind swears likek a bloody sailor, bc thats what he is, but how about him using random shit for swears like, "crabs cankles," "bilge-sucking" or calling the others landlubbers. also feel like he'd be the type to say "bite me" when someone disagrees with him.
Four keeps a bunch of books in his bag, and if their reading is disturbed they all have different reactions. Blue pinches or glares, Vio ignores you unless she deems what youre saying important, red gets physically distressed, and green will actually tell you to be quiet. (blue pinches a lot actually)
Legend is a very picky eater, especially with textures, this pisses wild off (wdym you dont like it YOU HAVENT EVEN TRIED IT)
Sky's Zelda is a bisexual virgo, and she knows everything.
Malon makes very good bread. I want to shove that shit in my face ong. Also she insists on giving each of the boys big hugs when shes sees them.
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luimagines · 1 year
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((Sick and truth imagine))
Once warrior returns to twilight village and in twilight home since the blind child coughing now worse since their having a hard time to breath and their bearly stay awake. Warrior pull the wolf pelt closer to the child to keep them warm but can tell they need more warmth and a dry place.
The others see and are quick to help and wind now awake to not being woken up but hears child is missing that took wild,sky and four to stop a while back. Wind stay with the shivering child who on twilight bed and he frown to seeing them so sick as twilight and time finally returned and everyone goes to how did this happen!!!!
Time: clam down, I don't know why they ran off-
Sky: well they did and now their sick!
Hyrule nervous and keep checking in on the child and place a cold wet cloth on their forehead to help cool down the fever as he hear the other with wind who quiet for once but the two froze to hear a noise coming off the sick & sleep child.
Child: no....I dont....want to be....abandoned..papa..big brothers..please..
The child say quietly in their sleep and even a tear slid down their sleeping face as the two star at the child as their words sink in them and is this why they ran off....did they think that we were going to abandon them. Wind get up to walk to the others who are in the other room to tell them as hyrule reach his hand to the child head to petting them and feeling came to him hard that all this is the reason the child gone missing and frown.
Hyrule: we'll never will abandon you..your our cute little brother/sister, you make our lives better and worth continuing on..please get better so we can hold you again.. hyrule say/whispered to himself as he wait on the chair for the child to get better and to wake up again.
Twilight sighs harshly and walks out of the room. Four and Sky are quick to follow suit. They split into different directions though. Sky and Four head out to tell the villagers to call off the search party since the child has been found. They don't know where Twilight is heading.
Wind frowns, sitting on the other side of the bed. "Are they going to be ok?"
Warrior walks over, ruffling his hair. "They're strong. They've made it this far as it is. I'm sure they'll be just fine.
The captain shoots a nervous look at the other, older members of the group. Time understands the look and shakes his head. The Old Man turn to Wild and offers a kind, if stressed smile. "Champion, you wouldn't have the materials to make them some light soup, would you?"
Wild stands straighter and nods. "Just give me twenty minutes. I'll be back."
"We'll wait for you."
Legend walks up, also leaning by the side of the bed. He's torn. He wants to go check on Twilight and see if the Rancher is ok- but he also doesn't want to leave the kid... or Hyrule. Both of them look a little worse for wear.
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lunarifie · 2 years
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Rewatching Ninjago
(With no context other than the episode)
Possession 1-2
Museum security man talking to a statue: put up all your hands lord Garmadon! Thats right, ninjago wont be seeing the likes of you anymore. Good riddance.
This is the worst way to start a season right when I just saw Garmadon die.
Security man: is anyone there?!?! I know spinjitzu! Im legally required to say ive unlocked my true potential!!!
HFNSIFNDJNRNS
The ninja are so happy and calm and found family-like i think im gonna cry
THERES TOO MUCH FUN BANTER FOR ME TO TYPE DOWN 😭
Ik this is weird and maybe a bit mean but now that Garmadons gone Kai and Lloyd seem a lot closer. I feel like now someone needs to step in as a parental/sibling figure for him and I think thats sweet
Kai: Luckily I had my sister to watch over me. Don’t worry big shot, ill watch over you from now on
Love them.
Ooooooo Wus tea shop. Doesnt that have a few mini episodes?
It was so funny how Wu kept dodging Nya as she tried to help him carry the stuff
Zane: that appears to be work attire. Not ninja suits.
Wu: very observent Zane 😌
Wu's genuinely very sweet at times
Istg if they call for the green ninja and then arrest him immediately im gonna be so pissed
BFNDJFNSN WHY DID THE SECURITYS MANS VOICE CHANGE SO DRASTICALLY
wait.
Morro, Come on. give the boy a break.
Lloyd as hes being surrounded by morro and the security guard is a safe distance away with the armor: QUICK! GIVE ME THE ARMOR.
Not your best thought process Lloyd.
Guards 1: if you could choose to be any ninja, who would you be?
Guard 2: Kai! Hes the main one right?
Guard 1: no thats Lloyd, hes-
Thats actually so funny
Jay: take, take the flyer. WHY WONT YOU TAKE THE FLYER.
Bdisnfjdjsntne
Kai: no ones listening to us
Jay: it's like they think im carrying a communicable disease!
Maybe because your screaming in their faces.
Jay and Kai: our powers arent working!
Cole (holding a car): what do you mean your powers arent working- oh no.
ZANES ROBOTIC SCREAMING IS SO FUNNY 😭
Zane (crashes through the floor)
Kai: I think he broke the sound barrier 😀
Guys ik hes made of titanium but you didnt even TRY to catch him
Wu: You used your powers!?!?!
Jay: yeah- I know, we’re horrible students. BUT WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR POWERS
Morro speaking through Lloyd: I want to speak with your master…
Jay: whoa, Lloyds gone through puberty
Bfjsnfjsnr yes Jay thats exactly what happened
Morros elemental power is actually incredibly strong
Kai (gets absolutely bodied and slammed against the ground)
Little girl: get up! You have to! Ninja never quit 😠
Real sweet, but you have to understand that throw would have killed and broken the bones of so many other ppl
Its nice that they showed Misako saving the costumers i liked that
The ninja: (failing and failing again to defeat morro and getting brutally beat)
Nya: (topples a shelf onto him)
shes so great
Kai: im not leaving Lloyd! I promised to look after him.
(promptly gets punched in the gut by the same ‘lloyd’)
Goddammit
This is making me sad
Can you imagine your little brother have this completely other person possess him and attack you
Lloyd: Kai.. help me…
Dont do this to me 🥲
Its hilarious how the subtitles butcher Morros name any opportunity it gets
Jay: let me get this straight. Your just telling us now that you had a pupil before us, and now his cursed spirit has possessed Lloyd, all so that he can get your staff!?!?!?
See, Jay gets it.
Wu doesn’t tell them shit
Cole and Jay: why do you get to choose and pick the easy task!
Zane: because im the intelligent one :)
Its canon that autopilot on the bounty is just an inflatable darreth
Im sorry, when did Morro control electricity?
I mean i guess its fair since the first season Jay was able to use wind.
Okay but that move nya did was so cool
Zane. you fell through concrete. how is it that a box is the thing that knocks you unconscious.
Okay but WHY is the first spinjitzu masters tomb so important. What is morro gonna do? Bring his grandfather back from the dead?
Oooo even Zanes falcon is titanium
Wu storytime! Its been a while
Oh yeaaaah, i remember morro was adopted and ate out of trashcans when he was a kid
Morro was so sweet
He literally did nothing wrong
Why did wu tell him he might be the green ninja that was just straight up getting his hopes up
He couldnt have waited to try the golden weapons first before opening his mouth
Ok what wtf did Morro do to get cursed to the forbidden realm
Like who did he cross and WHY
Wu: you have to find the tomb. Or else….
Jay: or else what???
Wu: unspeakable curses will fall upon us
Unspeakable? Unspeakable as in terrible or as in you dont fucking know 🤨
The way Kai doesnt even care about the curse and just wants to get Lloyd back
Ok but istg if Morro drank alcohol at the bar in Lloyds body im gonna kill him
Bar guy: youre a little young to be at a place like this. Especially if you dont have friends.
Why are all these adult men surrounding this child they supposedly don’t recognize like what are you gonna do? Beat him up?
Kai had a nightmare about not saving Lloyd :(
I know ronin but I DONT know that the ninja knew him beforehand. When did they meet him before?
Okay so background characters DO recognize Lloyd
I guess it makes sense honestly, for some ppl to recognize him and for some not to. To some, Lloyds probably just looks a little sickly and dyed his hair black. To others theyre probably like ‘is that the green ninja???’ ‘Nah the green ninja has blonde hair thats just some dude.’
The Cole, Jay, And Zane dynamic has been strong these past two seasons. Love them.
Okay i get it guys it makes sense for Zane to lead bc of, ya know, everything. But cut Kai some slack hes trying his best 😭
What do you mean shes not ready Wu, Nya is perfectly capable.
Nya: (faints)
nvm…
So excited for her water ninja arc tho
Cole: i wonder why the tombs so important
Me too cole. Me too.
Also it took you this long to ask that.
Wait why are they riding yaks again, cant they summon their dragons….
The excuse before was that they couldnt control their fear but now theyre having the time of their lives so what gives 🤨
OH BECAUSE THEY DONT HAVE THEIR POWERS
I'm stupid
Cole: He turned my yak into a ghost! NO ONE turns my yak into a ghost!
Dont worry Cole youll be twinning soon :D
Ok if water kills ghosts then whatever tf Morro drank at the bar was not water
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shotgunshellsau · 10 months
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Break The Chain
Chapter 1: Things Change
As the sun began its nightly descent from its celestial meridian the winds started their race between the buttes; slowly at first, nothing more than a whisper through the grasses. Then fast as whip cracks; kicking up small twisters of dust that danced as the sun painted its ruby colors on the landscape. 
The nightly jubilation of the desert began while the people of the small town started bringing their own festivities to a close. At the base of an adobe an old woman scrapped the day's mess from dishes in the sand; atop the building a young girl stood huffing as she beat laundry with a tied handful of twigs, flicking the debris in to the growing breeze. A group of men were leaning on a fence passing a pipe back and forth, watching and playfully mocking a boy who was desperately trying to herd chickens into a pen. They screamed and squabbled as the child ran after them, his huaraches kicking up sand as he darted about aimlessly. The deep smell of smothered hearths floated through the air till it was snatched by the wind; it carried the smell and the smoke into the open door of the small cantina. Two tortoises stood face to face; they looked rather at home against the cold adobe walls. Apart from their clothes they were almost invisible; the pale brown of their faces almost the same color as the whirling dust outside. The taller of the two gently removed his hat, placing it gently on the bar. He spoke. "Please?" 
"No."
"Please?" 
"Nope"
"I'll arrest you if you dont." 
The stout one behind the bar turned his back and stepped forward to tend to what he had behind the counter. The other leaned forward with a sour expression and stretched his arms forward. His next words were similarly elongated; flowing from his mouth with an almost sing-song cadence. "Raphael! Look at me I'm wasting away! You're going to let your big brother starve to death?"
Raphael continued the argument without turning his attention from the various jars, bottles, and clay vessels he was organizing. “Leonardo”,he mocked, initiating his brother’s voice"My big brother is a grown man who can cook for himself, or at least pay for his meals once and a while." 
He gestured with his head to a section of the wall where a tally chart titled "Leo's Tab" had been etched into the wall. The marks below it were so numerous they neared the floor. 
" You let Don eat for free." 
" I like Don better than you." 
Leo straightened his body with a huff and grabbed his hat." Fine! Fine then! I'll just go serve the public on an empty stomach. I'll protect the town, and you, my little brother whom I love so much, on nothing but my own juices!" 
"Sounds good!" 
Leo plopped his hat onto his head indignantly and walked out of the open door of the cantina with it still crooked. A ways down the wooden sidewalk he reached a half-mud half-wood building that served as the town's general store and Post Office. Or at least it would, if anyone ever wanted to send a letter. He skipped off  the boards and sat down with a thump, his head in his hands. His eyes wandered up to see the boy who had been chasing the chickens, almost in the same seating position, sniffling. Leo got up and jogged over, he sat down next to the boy similar to how he had before but more exaggerated. He even gave a cartoonish sigh as he plopped down. 
"So, what's your story?" 
The boy didn't speak; he wiped his nose with his white linen sleeve leaving a big milky swipe on it. With his other hand he motioned to the foul that had been tormenting him. 
"Oh, you need to get those back in the pen?”, he paused and looked at the sky, “ I'll tell you what chamaco! I'll scratch your back if you'll scratch mine." 
The boy looked up at him with his still snot covered face. 
"If you get me something to eat, I'll round up those birds for you." 
The boy glanced down toward the closed door of the cantina, then back up to Leo, his little brows ruffled in confusion. 
"You just sit in front and look all sad, he'll give you something." 
The kid stood up and walked toward the cantina, when he reached his mark he sat in the dirt and tried pathetically to re-tie his shoes. Leo wasn't sure if the kid was faking or not, either way it was genius; he noticed the cantina door start to open and hid around a corner. The door swung open and Raphael took a step outside with his apron slung over his shoulder. He immediately noticed the pitiful sight before him. Leo watched from his vantage point as his brother scooped up the boy and placed him on the walkway. He tied the shoes gently and then motioned for him to stay put; he went back inside and returned in a few minutes with a cloth wrap in hand. He closed the door behind him before kneeling to hand the boy the bundle, he helped his little friend stand  then bent forward smiling  as he stuffed a paper-wrapped sweet into the boy's shirt pocket. Satisfied with his act of charity, Raphel turned again and went up the ladder to the top part of the cantina where he lived. 
     When Raphel was out of sight the boy scuttled off to the alleyway where his partner in crime was waiting. The dust in his wake was bright orange and stripes of shadow from the buildings moved over his face as the sun sank. 
"Haha! Great job! You and I make a pretty good team huh? Now let me see."
Leo untied the ends of the parcel as the child held it in both hands. He removed his leather gloves and tore a section of tortilla off of his prize and rolled it in between his large fingers until its form gave way; sprinkled the masa into the holding pen and watched with a smirk as the birds immediately flocked to the crumbs. The kid jumped to action; practically shoving the food into his companion's hands and sprinting to close the gate with a big grin. The tortoise went to enjoy his spoils, but to his dismay atop the tortilla was a dollop of fragrant smelling stewed meat. He sighed, rolled his eyes and  handed it over to the kid.jk"Here, I'm not hungry anymore." 
He walked off without saying another word, leaving the boy utterly perplexed. Leo strolled down to a wooden building on the outer limit of ‌town; the Sheriff's station. He opened the door and locked it behind him.
" Any luck today deputy?", came a voice from the lone cell. 
"Nope. Close though. Goodnight." Leo lumbered up the stairs into the darkness above; the creaking of the cheap boards and the murmur of the wind were the only sounds. 
Five or so miles off from the dusty unpathed alleys of the adobe town stood, out of place in the sandy desert was a white farm-style house with faded blue trim. The setting sun made the sight even more odd. The light painted the building a bright and flamboyant pink, like a loan flamingo in a muddy puddle. A few yards behind the house stood a barn, a tiny shed, an empty bunkhouse, and a sizable coral of cattle. The cows were mulling about, grazing on what little grass was around. They mooded and groaned and clopped their hooves, the cactus wrens that sat upon the fence gave out calls, almost in response. Their conversation was soon overwhelmed by the dull roar of the wind and the insistent clapping of a loose shutter on the house. 
     The kitchen was small and slightly too warm; a wood burning stove stood in the corner with several hissing pots and pans atop it radiated heat. In the middle of the room sat a table, it's varnish ‌faded and worn; gouges and scratches littered every flat plane of it. In the center of the dingey white tablecloth sat a hurricane lamp; the lamp was sandwiched between two tortoises,  who sat comfortably in wooden chairs on either side of the table. The lank one wore a loose linen shirt with an ornate square shaped collar; he was slouched in the chair spinning a silver coin on the table. The other, in much less notable dressage, sat reading a news paper. The same pink light from outside came in through the window panes and tinted the whole scene. 
The tortoise with the paper sat it down and rifled around in his shirt pocket until he found a half spent cigarette. He put it in his mouth and grasped the lamp with both hands; he leaned in close to the mouth of the cloche, adjusting the knob carefully. Suddenly a voice came from the next room, yelling over the wind.
"Donatello! Don't you go gettin' your nose stuck in my good lamp!" 
He jumped slightly, lowered the flame, and returned the lamp to its place. The other one leaned forward and scrunched his slim face, "Uh oh, busted!" 
The larger one pushed back his chair, stood, and pushed it in again. He turned and knelt before the stove, grabbing the rag on the counter to open the door. The leaned in close and carefully lit the cigarette with eyes squinted from the heat and light. 
"I wish one of you boys would fix that shutter. I can't nearly hear myself think with all that bangin'." 
Don stood and turned, but before his thoughts could turn to his newspaper, his own hat was pitched into his face from across the room. It fell to the ground revealing the freshly lit cigarette, now extinguished, and a face of pure loathing and malice. Still seated at the table, the other one put up his hands, as if he were surprised by Don's adverse reaction, "Since you're standing." 
Don rolled his eyes and kicked his hat up off the floor with his boot; he put it on and walked silently out the door. As it closed the owner of the voice emerged from the other room with a handful of dishes and cutlery. She was a tall woman; her skin was so peppered with freckles that her pale skin barely showed through. Her once fiery hair was starting to lose its shine and was thinning near her temples from being worn up for so many years. Her eyes however were as green as they'd ever been, bright and lively; they displayed a mind that was as sharp as a tack, always aware of her surroundings. 
"Mike," she began. Setting her load down and cocking her hip to the side. 
" Your Papa," she interrupted herself," Get those feet off my table! Your Papa gon' be mad as a hornet if he finds out you been slackin' off. Lettin' poor Donnie do all the work 'round here." 
" Oh come on April!  Look at him, he loves it out there!" 
Michelangelo gestured out the window as Don was approached from the distance, toolbox in hand. The broad brim of his hat flapped wildly; he tilted his head uncomfortably to keep it on his head. April turned from the window and gave Mike a slight scowl. 
" Besides, if Pa was that worried about the work, he wouldn't have gone off gambling would he? He’s on vacation; Im on vacation,its all good. "   Don stepped back from the outside wall to look over his work; he grabbed the corner of the stutter with gloved fingers and wiggled it to make sure it was steady. As he pulled back, the
roaring wind stopped almost immediately, as if to tease him. Bending in the silence to pick up his tools he noticed a noise that had previously been drowned by the wind. He walked toward the corner of the porch and  put his hands on the railing, jutting his head forward with shut eyes, in an attempt to better hear the sound. He cocked his ear toward the back of the house where the barn lay. The sound was sharp and repetitive, almost like barking. He took off from the porch quickly, following the noise. When he drew near the barn he saw the two ranch dogs, who were usually keeping a vigilant watch of the herd, jumping and barking toward a cloud of dust that was gathering behind it. He broke into a slight jog then put his back to the barn door; he slid quietly down the length of the wall and peaked out from behind the corner. The dogs had stopped barking and were pacing back and forth. The wind picked back up. He couldn't see anything without advancing; he quickly glanced at the house. The advancing blues of the night had repainted it a deep and somber purple. Don took a quick breath before charging toward the back of the barn. 
When he reached the back of the barn his eyes were met with a dark brown horse, still saddled but with no ridder. Her eyes were rolling wildly in their sockets and hot foam was spraying from her mouth. She flung her neck in every possible direction, and she jumped slightly. Leaning on her forelegs so her hind legs could kick at the air in full force. Don emerged slowly from his hiding place; his hands raised ready to grab the whipping reins. He called out to her in a soft calm voice," Easy girl- easy. Easy, easy there. Shhh shhh. You're safe girl, it's me- it's Don." 
He inched closer slowly, careful not to get in the way of her flying hooves. She settled a bit and he was able to grab hold of her; she lowered her head to his chest, still huffing and snorting. 
" Easy there, pretty girl. You're safe. Donnie's got you. I've got you.” He stroked the length of her neck until her hot breath calmed against him. She raised her head and he spoke to her again," Hey there, you're home early. Where's …" His eyes trailed along the length of the animal and further down to the sand below. There they froze;  pupils dilated to an enormous size, nearly engulfing the amber irises they swam in. 
Night fell silent. The once lonely lamp sat in a congregation of dishware; sending a warm blanket of light over their contents. April stood from her chair, picked up a serving spoon and stirred a basin of sauteed greens; releasing hidden pockets of steam that rose and dissipated. She wiped her hands on the hem of her yellow apron and settled back into her chair. 
“I wonder whats keeping him”, her concerned face soured as she slapped Michealangelo’s hand away from a covered dish of rolls. 
“I hope I didn’t upset him too much”, he leaned back in his chair to look out of the window near the door, “ I throw stuff at him all the time, but he’s never ran off or anything”.
“ I’m sure he just found someth’n and got distracted; didn’t he say he was thinkin’ about putting another gate down? Might be taking measurements”. 
“ I don’t think so. He wouldn’t have come in ,in the first place if his work wasn’t done.” He rose and turned toward the back of the room, “ I’m going to go look for him”. 
He stepped forward and reached for a hat that lay on a peg near the doorframe;  before the ball of his foot touched the floorboards a series of heavy thumps echoed through the rooms. Thier eyes flung to the table as the dishes rattled slightly, jumping with each thump. The door lunged forward. The knob turned quickly but did not finish its rotation, leaving a scrape in the
inner part of the door jam as it flew open. Don stumbled through the door; catching himself on a bent knee. His arm shifted to support the weighty bundle he clutched. “ Tia!”
Taught lines gathered in the middle of his face like a spider’s web. April shot up sending her chair back a few inches; her and Mike’s eyes were wide, lamp light pooling in their corners. Her brow furrowed and her jaw lowered in speechless confusion; Mike’s head shot upward, nostrils toward the ceiling. 
Don stood heaving in the doorway; the corners of his mouth turned downward and his top lip plateaued showing a pink gumline. His flared nostrils sucked in the dust that circled about his head. His mouth puckered and blew air put no sound came.  
“Good God.” April snatched the lamp in one hand ‌and the tablecloth in the other. She ripped it away shattering the dishes she had so carefully arranged. Don gently laid the mass on the table. April snapped to face behind her.“ Go get your brothers!”
Mike lunged forward, stumbling over the mess and sprinting out the door. The dogs ran after him as he sped toward the barn; nipping at the legs of his pants. He struggled in his haste to unlatch the door while the sound of his sucking air muted his thoughts. He threw open the door. The horses jumped at the sudden sound; they stomped and snorted, watching him feel around the pitch black walls. The pale light of the moon illuminated the white swatches on the paint that stepped side to side anxiously. He found a saddle and a bridle; he yanked them off the wall. He opened the stall and hurriedly thrust the bridle onto the head of the animal; it tried to pull away but there‌ was no room. He strapped on the saddle and mounted the horse.“ Sorry. We need to leave. Hyah!”
They shot forward into the night. 
Mike sped into ‌town, half standing in the saddle; his shirt gathered under his arms flapping loudly in the wind. They passed the sheriff’s station; he yelled toward the windows while he turned the horse about. “ Leo! Leo! Get out here!”
Leo popped his head and shoulders out of the window; his eyes were full of sleep.
“ Shhhh! Why are you yelling…”
“ You have to come home!” His voiced wavered and quieted, "I think its Pa.” 
“ What? Quit yelling and come inside.” 
“ Leo! You gotta get down here! Its Pa!” 
He returned to his place and the window as his brow perked, "I'll be down. Go get Raph!” 
Mike spurred the horse forward down toward the cantina; Raphael was already waddling to meet him half way through while pulling on some trousers. When they met he half whispered over the wind,
“ What are you two idiots yelling about? You’ll wake everyone up.” 
Mike jutted his hand down. “ Get on! Its Pa!” 
Raph accepted, heaved himself up, and grabbed onto his brother as they sped off. They passed Leo just as he mounted his pony; half dressed he ran the horse at full speed until he caught up. Raphael yelled at the wind and the huffing of Mike’s exhausted horse,
“ What’s going on?”
“ I don't know! I-I think it’s Pa! Don brought him in!” 
Leo looked over his shoulder at them,“ What do you mean you think? Did you see him?” 
“ No, but who else would it be!” 
They rode the rest of the way in silence; the desert flew past them in a blizzard of cold blue shapes.
They crashed through the door. Their eyes did not need long to adjust to the dim light of the nearly spent lantern that sat in the sill of the window. Directly perpendicular to the door in their direct line of sight sat April; her knees cradled Donatello’s head as he knelt clutching  her apron hem like a child. Her thumb gently traced and re-traced his rounded jawline while her other hand grasped the ear of the chair, cushioning her brow. She saw them, rose and stepped to the side, leaving Donatello slumped on the rim of the seat. She reached Leonardo, who was in front, with delicate and silent steps. Wrapping him in a silent embrace, she buried her face in the space between the horn of his plastron and the top of his carapace, "I'm so sorry babies.”
She rose to meet his gaze; her hands rose slowly and folded around the brim of his hat, she removed it and placed its mouth at his sternum. Raphael pushed passed them and ran to his brother, grasping Don’s shoulders and kneeling behind him. Don didn’t move. Raph snapped his neck to look back at Leo in the doorway, his eyes ‌pin-pricked with fear. Leo looked back with a blank face.
 Michelangelo stepped out in front and turned toward the table; the white cloth lay atop a lumpy mass. He walked forward slowly and gently grabbed the shroud; his trembling hand pulled it back a few inches. He yanked it back up almost imedeatly. Leo grabbed his wrist and gently pulled it from the table; he led Mike backward to a chair with his other hand on his elbow, like a prophet at a baptism. Mike buried his head in his hands. Leo turned to look at the table and whispered,“ Donnie?”
He heaved in a breath and then said , “ I found him behind the barn. Tied to Chesnut. she drug him all the way back.” 
Raph squeezed him slighty and nearly whispered, “Like he fell? Or did-” 
“ No.” He lifted his head,” Somebody must have got him. Tied his hands. He was gone when I found him.” 
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idyllic-affections · 11 months
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venti and xiao would be the best big brothers!!
venti would sing you to sleep whenever you seem to have trouble doing it yourself, and xiao would just loom over you /j
xiao would be so protective though i think
when their sibling can't sleep.
summary. how do venti and xiao comfort a sleepless little sibling?
trigger & content warnings. insomnia.
tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. comfort. venti & younger sibling!reader, xiao & younger sibling!reader. 0.5k words. they/them pronouns for reader.
author's thoughts. youre so right alyssa (are we on first name basis? idk, please tell me if not haha) they would be the best big brothers!!! i imagine that anemo boys in general are just good brothers..... i should write for kazuha. i love him and i dont talk about it enough HSKSGAJFJF
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what do venti and xiao do when their sibling can't sleep?
venti gives the best comfort tbh. oh, [name] can't sleep? he's there in an instant. no hesitation. they'll be tossing and turning and suddenly, the windborne bard is tapping at their window with a grin and a wave. archons know where he gets that information from (the thousand winds told him, but no-one needs to know that the chatty little wind wisps are his source! it's a trade secret!), so it seems like he just has some kind of sixth sense for when they can't sleep because he's always there when it happens. he'll gently lay their head in his lap, gingerly fidgeting with their hair if he's not playing his lyre that night in particular. sometimes he'll rub little patterns on the skin of their shoulder and upper arm; his calloused fingertips are oddly soothing. his voice is undoubtedly akin to that of a siren's. he is a bard, after all. his voice is his career.
of course, in this case, his voice is his tool to get his baby sibling to fall asleep.
i like to think venti would sing them a lullaby from old mondstadt, maybe one he learned from one of his friends. he might opt for a softer version of a folk song, or maybe a lullaby he picked up from a different nation entirely. who knows? whatever he settles on, he expects nothing in return.
he usually doesn't stay the whole night through, but when he does, it's because he himself is struggling mentally and needs the company just as much as they do.
ultimately, venti is free as the wind, a fleeting yet soothing touch of comfort to ease the one he loves into getting a good night's rest.
xiao definitely just... looms ominously in the corner. /lh
he's not like venti in that he just knows when they can't sleep—more often than not, they have to call out for him. he'll always, always appear without fail when it comes to them. he always encourages them to call his name if something is wrong. sometimes, however, he might check up on them randomly and find out that way. he's very protective, indeed, and often checks on them in the middle of the night at random times.
nevertheless, he finds out somehow.
xiao cannot offer many words. he just isn't very articulate when it comes to offering comfort. he can, however, offer to cuddle with them if they so desire (he is hesitant, though; xiao is very terrified of harming them. he never wants to hurt them in any way. he'd never forgive himself if he did).
if his presence alone is comforting enough, then he'll stalk around their room, likely settling at the foot of their bed or somewhere where he can see them and silently and effectively get rid of any potential threats that might appear.
it's very unlikely that someone would break in or that a monster would appear, but xiao is on edge nonetheless. he's protective. he would never let anything or anyone even get close to bringing them harm.
xiao is, unlike venti, the lingering presence that scares off anything that might be preventing the one he loves from getting a good night's rest.
they're both very good brothers, they just show it in different ways. <3
please consider reblogging, it helps me out quite a lot!
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ninjaghostdev · 2 months
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My Neurodivergence
Hi 👋
This feels a little melodramatic, to be truthful. But I just wanted a place to write my thoughts down.
I’ve been on a hell of a journey lately, a lot of it discovering the quirks that make up my process, what interests me and why, and discovering all kinds of outcomes. But there are two major discoveries about myself I’ve only just learned in the past couple years. For the record, I am almost 38 years old as I write this. Had I any clue about these quirks, I wonder how different my life would have wound up.
The first major discovery:
ADHD.
I can hear the groans from all the way over here.
These days this “disorder” is a ton less scrutinized but when I was growing up no one had any idea what it really meant, hell there are movies that point out the super weird hyper kid in the corner who can’t keep his motormouth shut as simply “that’s the kid with not just ADD, but ADHD; steer clear of that nut case”. Not so anymore, as the condition has become so normalized these days it’s now seen as an endearing trait in media and they’ve even removed ADD altogether, merging it into a general “ADHD” umbrella.
3 years ago, I came across a simple YouTube short entitled “ADHD Simulator” and not 10 seconds in my jaw was on the floor. Every, SINGLE, frame showcased exactly what I’ve considered just normal brain doing normal things but painted under the light of.. maybe this isn’t normal afterall.
You mean to tell me… that there are people out there that DONT have a song playing in their head 24/7? They also DONT have 2 to 6 different conversations speaking over that music? They also DONT have that constant nagging voice speaking directly to you at all times reminding you of shit you were supposed to remember hours ago? They also DONT have another voice cracking the whip constantly reminding you to get shit done? All simultaneously? You mean there are people out there who can look at a task and just get the task done and not need to worry about getting 2 or 6 other tasks done first before they can get to that one? How do you just DO the dishes and not completely clean the kitchen first? I can’t even fry eggs on the stove without making sure every counter top is free of clutter that could get in my way first.. but then doing that might not leave much room for getting the dishes done.
See that’s the thing is it’s not “OCD”, it’s a need to break tasks down into smaller more manageable chunks but then the number of chunks adds up into something overwhelming. And when the mind of ADHD gets overwhelmed it shuts down or simply loses interest and off to the next thing we go. What passes off as laziness or slacker type behaviour being unable to focus on the task at hand winds up simply being a case of not enough time in the day to get all the foundational stuff done first.
Are you the type of person who can reasonably work on long term projects and be perfect happy? Then there’s me when I finally hit a challenge I’m either uninterested in overcoming or find it overwhelming to get to solving and just find myself starting a new project instead.
The more and more behavioural analysis I do on myself as I look back at my own history of decisions, big and small, and looking at how I dealt with situations and how things wound up the way they did.. every sign points to ADHD.
But ok, maybe that’s just confirmation bias. Maybe I’m looking for excuses to brand something on myself as a scape goat. So I turned to my family to ask them about it. We got my brother diagnosed back when we were teenagers, why not me? Turns out.. a lot of what I’m asking about my mother confessed to also having. Turns out, maybe the reason I thought I was more normal than I was was because by sheer coincidence almost everyone I lived with growing up also had it and didn’t realize it.
The name of the disorder also didn’t help to knock me off the scent. Because I’ve never had a problem paying attention to things. But that’s of course not what it really means. Sure makes my resulting grades in school make a lot more sense. A+ in the subjects I had even a passing interest in and teetering near D for everything else despite trying my actual best. Turns out people can still get decent grades in subjects they don’t care about because their mind isn’t constantly wandering off to something more interesting at the time.
So what does all this mean? Let’s play advocate for a minute and say I do have (undiagnosed) ADHD? What’s different now? Nothing.
Nothing changes. But, it does provide a ton of introspective insight into how I work, and I can try to work with that. I do plan to get officially checked for it, so I can definitively say one way or the other. But until then, if I could get the chorus from Weird Als Like a Surgeon on infinite repeat out of my brain so I can get to sleep already, that’d be great.
Aphantasia
No not the thing Bruce Willis has. That’s Aphasia.
This one’s a bit harder to nail down.
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Where did you land on that scale?
Because to me? I sit someone between 4 and 5. I know what an apple is and what it’s supposed to look like. Can I visualize one in my head? Ehhhhhhhhhh. It gets tough. I have just about 38 years of life experience with working eyes to draw from. Like I said I can define the general appearance of an apple. Can I visualize one in my head right now? If I’m being honest, not really. Like it’s extremely vague to non-existent, likely best described as just abstract colors I’d like my apple to be.
Ross O’Donovan, aka RubberRoss, the animator, describes his own experience with it, as an artist and animator. Interesting right? How can someone illustrate.. without being able to visualize it in your head first? It’s a fair point, and that’s when Ross dropped the bomb on me: despite the fact that he can’t visualize a character like Goku in his head, he can define what shapes make up the character, and the rest comes down to what he called “muscle memory” from having drawn the character (usually from reference) so many times.
Suddenly, a massive aspect of my own life made sense, one that I didn’t even knew needed to be made sense of. I was watching that video and suddenly asking myself… wait.. other people walk around with photogenic pictures in their head of the thing on their minds?
I’ve always struggled with a blank canvas. Not just in the “I don’t know what to draw” kind of creative block, but in the.. even if I wanted to draw Sonic i dunno I know he’s blue and got big rectangles down his back and big red. Sites.
As a professional full stack web developer it’s got me in some.. interesting situations, where someone’s asking me to design a page… I’ve always had to work with designers for such situations. Once I got the mock up, I can crack my knuckles and get to work with the integration with convincing accuracy. But I needed that mock up first, you know?
This one’s still rocking my world a little. And I’m still trying to find some more information about it as time goes. Like, when I’m awake there’s nothing there but the ever increasing audible loudness of the conversations and looping music and of course whatever problem my brain has allowed me to focus on at that moment… but when I’m asleep, while there’s often nothing at all until I wake up, sometimes, occasionally, I dream very vividly; the dreams that stick with me after waking up are often very grounded in reality, with only a few exceptions in my life time. They’re things that can very much happen, and involve those who I have seen in real life. But the second I’m awake, poof.. gone.
Ok, it’s 2am now. I think my eyes are getting tired. Time to get some shuteye.
PS. Star Ocean Second Story R kicks ass.
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ask22604 · 1 year
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Darkness returns
A/n : some things to note for this fanfic
1- This is my first fanfic in over 5 years (2 Frank is your distant cousin you are Related 3) Not going for accurate lore here just what'd to writing this for fun.
Warnings: reader gets studded , Not proofread
Oh Ormond, how peaceful you would be if I was not reminded all the time that I'm related to Frank Morrison by my own family and others alike. Oh you're just like your cousin or so I'm told. It was getting late and I’m all the way out in the abandoned ski resort just to be alone from everyone and find that piece of that necklace I found here. If anyone from town found out that I’m here they might say that I’m one of them now, Knock Knock … What in the hell is that knocking and muffled talking? It almost sounds like the talking is getting closer and then not even a minute later I hear “Hey you who are you?.” Oh um my name is Y/n I said to the 3 people in front of me, can I ask your names ?. “ ya that might help. My name is Max. that girl there is Rachel and that boy next to her is my brother John Max said laughing to himself softly.” Nice to meet you guys. If you don’t mind me asking what are doing all the way out here, don't you know the story about this place?. “Will of you must know we came here because of the story we heard in school from some of the other kids. We just what’d to see if the place was real. I don't think we believe that four of the people that hangout here just disappeared into thin air,” Max said, shrugging. Oh so you wouldn’t mind me telling you the urban legend of this place ? “What do you mean by that !? John said as he was getting behind Rachel as if trying to shield himself”. You heard what I said the story of the login the people that hangout here in this very cabin years ago. “Go right ahead and tell the story we got time ”Rachel said before taking a Seat down next me. And then suddenly there was a big crash from one of the many rooms “what the hell was that max exclaimed” “it was just the wind knocking something over I try to” reassure him but i can't shake the feeling that there are several people watching us now. “Hey, are you going to tell the story? Rachel said looking at me” Oh yes um let me start from the beginning.
There were four people who once hung out their names Being Frank, Julie, Susie and Joey they were bullies , vandalis , thefts and even Murders! But you dont what to know about the other stuff. Now you want to hear what happened on the night they went missing. The diary I found here has their story of how they became murderers! It all started the night the gang went missing. Frank dared Joey to vandalize the store that fired him But what the gang didn't know was that someone was there. The janitor was still there and saw Julie so he graded her. The next thing everyone knows is that Frank stabbed him in the back and the others followed suit. They took the body in a car they had and came back here to bury the body and after that they were gone and to this day nobody knows where they are or what happened it’s almost as if they disappeared into thin air. Some people say that their dead others say something took them that night almost like but we will never know for sure.
“Wow, that's the story of the legion !? Max and Rachel said ``looking over at each other”, I looked over to John who was just looking upstairs. Hey john you alright you look a little distracted? I said to him ,Ah im fine . I just thought that I saw something upstairs. That's all it was possibly an animal John said as he smiled at me. I look at the time on my and it says 10:00 pm, hey i think you kids need to start on your guys way back home, It’s getting late and we didn't need more people going missing from here i said laughing a little bit as i got up. “Ya we hear you and who are you calling kids ?! Max said, stopping to look with the others was gone already. I'm calling you kid. I'm like 20 years old and before you ask yes I'm related to Frank. I'm his distant cousin and if that's all the questions you have I got to find something i lost in here i said to max. “Ya you answered all the questions I had, hope you find that thing you lost bye! And Y/n be careful of the fog outside ok? Max said on his way out”. “Ya will do” yelling back when the hell did it become foggy outside!?. I better find that necklace price and fast i dont what to be here anymore. I run up the stairs and I open the door to the first room. I remember putting the piece down two and there it was on the nightside table. I walked over and put in my hoodie pocket and headed down the stairs and right before, got into the main room I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. It must be max and the others playing a bad prank on me. I turn around to tell them off but all I see is a neck tattoo and their mask with a slime on it and blood too. My blood ran cold and then the mask figure said “you would think that you'd be happy to see your cousin that went missing what was his name again frank was it oh wait that me and if i were you i would run”. That’s all he needed to say. I tried to turn around to run but not before feeling a pain in my side. I was stabbed. He turned me back around to reveal 3 more of them. You know who we are so don't act so surprised Julie said to me, Let's go outside now frank we got them our work here is done and with that frank picked me up and put me over his shoulder and went into the fog never to be seen again.
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resident-gay-bitch · 2 years
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FREAK
Hi. I have been spending my days and nights working an Eddie Munson fan fiction. its still in the works, but i do have a few chapters posted on wattpad so far. i will provide the link below if you are interested in reading.
The fic is about a girl named Jayda (goes by Jay) who lived in Australia with a compleatly normal old boring life. but then she experienced a traumatic event that forced her to move to the little town of Hawkins Indiana. There, she starts a new life at 18 years old. she befriends Robin and Steve, as well as the rest of the Stranger Things group. but there is someone else, someone that catches her eye. a freak, someone shes advised to avoid. but this freak is just too hot to stay away from.
here is a little taste of FREAK, from the prologue:
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PROLOGUE One Big Happy Family   
TW: brief mention of sexual harassment with minors. Blood and death.
14th of March, 1984, Hallett Cove, Adelaide, South Australia.
Jayda, a 17 year old girl, got off the bus. Her school bag was slung over one shoulder, her heavy pleated skirt hung just below her knees, and her favourite mixtape played ‘Two Tribes’ through her walkman. She crossed her arms over her chest to protect herself from the harsh winter winds as she walked home from the bus stop. She hated her school, she had to sit through prayer every morning, chapel once a week, and three hour long masses on dates like Easter or the school's anniversary. Not that she hated religion, she just didn't believe in god like her parents, or most other students in her Catholic school to be honest. She thought, if God really did exist, then why are we praising him, all hes done is create war, world hunger, patriotism, the surpression of women, and fucking homophobia. She really wouldn't have such thoughts about God or Christianity if her parents just let her go to a public school like she wanted. But they thought public schools were ‘unsafe’, there was too much violence and drugs apparently. But private schools are just the same, except way more expensive and way more discrete. But that doesn't change the fact that Father Chris was arrested last month for doing very unchristian things with students, and some of them even nonconsensually. But that was swept under the rug pretty well. And to think that he was starting to make a connection with Jayda and had invited her to his quarters one Friday afternoon for ‘tea’. Thankfully he was arrested the day before. 
She unlocked the door and was greeted by her younger brother, Thomas. 
“Hey nerd,” she messed up his already messy hair. 
“Hey miss I love Jackson Stewart!” he smiled cheesily. 
“I told you to stop calling me that! I don't love him, you little shit.” 
“I'm gonna tell mum you called me that you know?” he began to turn. 
“No, dont you fucking dare!” she grunted. 
“Give me five bucks, or I’m telling mum you swore twice in a matter of twenty seconds.” he began to turn back. 
“Five bucks? For what?” she shook her head in both confusion and anger. 
“So I can buy some coke for D and D tonight. My turn to supply the drinks.” 
“D and D? I thought you were sick.”
“Yeah, I just didn't want to sit through mass this morning. Mum will fall for anything I swear.”
“Yeah she really does,” she thought for a second, “If you tell mum I swore, I'll just tell her you faked being sick.” 
“Fuck, why did I tell you that… fine. I'll just steal some money from dad's wallet.” 
“Atta boy.” She smiled and walked into her room. 
Her brother was only a few years younger than her, in year nine. He was a total asshole sometimes, and a complete nerd, but she loved him so much. She thought of herself as his protector, and for some reason, that made her feel safe. He was obsessed with this game, Dungeons and Dragons. Jayda thought it was stupid, why would you want to sit there for like, eight hours and pretend your a magical wizard or something that kills dragons with the magical roll of a dice with too many numbers on it? Stupid nerd shit. 
She leant over the kitchen counter, sipping her milo and talking with her mother. 
“Thank Jesus it’s friday, I am done with this week.” she rubbed her eye. 
“How is school at the moment? Keeping up?” her mother asked as she wiped down the counter.
“Yeah, I’m doing alright. I got an A on that english essay about ‘Romeo and Juliett’, so that's pretty good.”
“Good, I’m proud of you Jay.” She smiled as she flung the tea towel over her shoulder, “That means you can go to Lilies tonight for that sleepover.” 
“Awesome, thanks mum!” 
After dinner, Jayda began to get ready to go for that ‘sleepover’ at Lillies. Hint, it wasn't a sleepover, it was a party. A party with no parents and alcohol. Something her parents would rather have several heart attacks rather than let their children attend such a thing. So she lied, but she's a good liar. 
She smudged up her black eyeliner, threw on a skirt over her black mesh stockings, pulled on her Docs, and her favourite leather jacket. And of course, a spirits of her Paris perfume. 
“I thought this was a sleepover,” Her mum said as her family all walked to the car, “Why are you so dressed up?” 
“It is!,” Jay hesitated, “Lilies mum is taking us to the roller rink tonight, we said we would get all dressed up.” 
“For Jackson?” Thomas started making kissy faces as he opened his car door. 
“Oh my God, stop, nerd.” she snapped back. 
Once in the car, her dad behind the wheel, her mum began the ‘be good guests lecture’.
“Both of you, get it?” she asked finally. 
“Yes mum.” they both groaned back. 
“Good, now dad and I are gonna be at the Martins till late, so if we dont answer the phone, just try again later.” 
“Can we make a detour?” Jay asked, “A quick stop at the servo on Burlington? I wanna get some chocolates to give to Ms O’Connell as a thanks for having me. Plus, Thomas wants to buy some cokes for his mates.” 
“Oh that's a lovely idea Jay,” Her mum started, “Darren, is that okay with you?”
“Sounds like a plan kiddo, take a five out of my wallet.” her dad smiled at her through the rearview mirror. 
She didn't really want to buy chocolates, obviously, she was out of cigarettes and the guy that worked at the servo had a thing for her. It was gross, he was like thirty, but it got her cigarettes without needing ID, so she let it slide. Plus, if she showed some cleavage and flirted a little, he would give her a discount. She got her cigarette money from her part time job at the rec centre by her school.  Her brother never dared rat her out for smoking on the regular, because every time she got a new pack, she'd give him one to keep him quiet. He thought it made him cool, even though he ran around in superhero t-shirts and spent all his free time in his best mates' shed playing board games. 
They got back in the car, and Jayda explained what type of chocolates she got for her mothers friend, her father turned around to look at the box. His hand had a little too much grip on the wheel, and his foot was a little too heavy on the excelerator, and they swerved. The car smashed into the brick fence around the public swim centre, which came toppling down on the car. 
Jayda woke up to the flashing red and blue lights and the faint sounds of sirens, and a fireman talking to her, trying to help her out of the car. She looked around, she didn't see much but darkness and the brick wall on the car's windshield. But as the fireman lifted her out, she saw her little brother, his head pressed against the glass and blood running down his face. 
She didn't remember much else from that night, she took a blow to the head, and had shards of glass lodged in her skin. But she knew one thing, that if she hadnt asked her parents to stop for a stupid packet of fucking ciggaretts, they would still be alive. 
I hope this story caught your attention! and don't worry, alot of time is skipped so she turns 18 soon and we get too the Eddie content soon as well!
here is the wattpad link if you want to continue reading!!!
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ashesandhackles · 3 years
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The Hogwarts Express scene in Prince's Tale: A Sirius and Snape analysis
I really, really enjoy Sirius and Snape as characters and their respective narrative functions in story. But what gets me most about them is how much Rowling hints about their backgrounds and so much of it makes sense with regard to who they are as adults. So I am going to be breaking down a very small scene from Prince Tale and getting into long winded hypothesis about their respective childhoods.
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So, let's start with Snape. The scene begins with Snape rushing to find Lily, already in his Hogwarts clothes. Harry notes he must have been eager to get out of his clothes - ones that look like he borrowed from his mother, as Petunia spitefully pointed out. This has always been a very interesting detail to me - first off, it indicates how poor Snape's family is. Second, this indicates his tiny rebellion from his father - he refuses to wear clothes of the abusive man, and prefers his mother's. I admit, I am partial to the reading that Snape refuses to associate with his father in tiny ways, rather than Tobias refusing to hand his son clothes.
(I have seen readings which say that it is also a sign of neglect - perhaps his parents bought clothes that simply don't fit him, but I am more inclined to think it's a hand me down, simply because Harry identifies so strongly with it. Because Harry knows what it is like to wear a hand me down that don't quite fit, that are too big for you, or the ones that make you look ridiculous.)
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Lily and Petunia's relationship is fraught with Petunia's jealousy. And young Lily is upset over it when Snape meets her. "I am not talking to you. Tuney hates me" she tells him. "Because we saw the letter from Dumbledore". Young Lily shows signs of being extremely emotionally reactive and this scene is one of them. It's easier for her to deal with Petunia's rejection of her by telling Snape she doesn't want to talk to him. It's a childish displacement of her hurt over her sister's rejection. (I am genuinely baffled by interpretations that Lily and Hermione are similar. Hermione is very cognitive person, Lily, as we have been shown repeatedly in memories, is not).
Snape, however, with his bad history with Petunia and his inability/ poor social skills to understand why this matters to her, goes: "So what?"
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Lily, who throws him a look of deep dislike, says "So she's my sister". This seed is important because this is what develops into "he doesn't get me" feeling she later displays in her teenage scenes with him. Interestingly, most of Lily's personal relationships have deeply interwined love and dislike - Petunia (whose rejection bothers her but she cheerfully informs Sirius that Harry nearly broke a vase her sister sent - which means there is resentment on her end too), James - who she was attracted to even before 7th year but also disliked at one point, and Snape - again, a contentious friendship filled with love and distance.
"She's only a -" we dont get to hear what Snape intended to say. And given his own acrimony with Petunia, it could be anything. However, I read it as "She's only a Muggle" because it ties into his feelings about his father. Snape, who is proud of being half a Prince, emphasizing his magical lineage from his mother's side, his refuge in a violent, neglectful home. (Barty Crouch Jr and Snape with their disappointing fathers - I imagine Voldemort is supremely attractive leader to people with broken homes like this)
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Snape, by all accounts, shows a disorganised attachment style. His caregiver, his mother - and perhaps the only parent he seems to have regard for, is too preoccupied by her own abuse to be there for her son - we see this in glimpses Harry sees in OOTP: " woman cowering" where a man shouts at her, and a young, neglected Snape cries in the corner. Children born in homes like this have trouble regulating their emotions, simultaneously displaying tendencies to aggressively lash out or show disassociative symptoms. Both of which Snape displays. Statistically, this is also seen more in low income households where economic instability and resulting domestic instability creates an unsafe environment for the kids to safely form ideas of their identity, or express emotions in healthy ways, modelling instead out of behaviour seen at home.
Then, Snape reminds her that they are going to Hogwarts. He is already in his Hogwarts clothes - now, Snape gets to be the impressive figure. The one who told her about magic, who theorised about how Muggles get letters from magical people, the one who told her about Dementors and Azkaban. He has already left behind the Spinner's End version of him, he wants to bigger than that, and is keen to be in place of magical learning and to join Slytherin. Essentially, he shows signs of unstable identity, insecurity - all prime for grooming into a cult.
And here comes along James Potter, who looks around at the mention of Slytherin. James's comment uses Snape's line and directs it to Sirius instead and it becomes a conversation between them, as a way to bond more with a fellow "rowdy boy" Sirius. Effectively ignoring the other two.
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Sirius as we see here, "does not smile" when James talks about Slytherin. He essentially says something that can be construed as a way to nip that conversation in bud: "My whole family has been in. Slytherin". This suggests to me that there is some loyalty to his family there and his disillusionment with them isn't entirely fixed yet. After all, Sirius's intense loyalty to his friends, more specifically James, did not come out of thin air. It is reasonable to suggest that he felt some loyalty to his family at some point and the intensity with which he regards his friends is a reaction to burned off and being a "displaced person without a family" as Rowling put it.
Interestingly, while his reaction to his mother and Bellatrix are obviously sore spots, his response to Regulus is comparatively quite soft. ("Stupid, idiot" - something he calls James later on in the same book, OOTP). I imagine Sirius has quite complicated feelings about his brother and he is capable of nuance (when the person isn't Snape, where his dislike seems to be borne of an intense projection): "The world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters". As someone who is grown up among them, Sirius would understand that.
His framing of Regulus's need to please his parents also further highlights what exactly is the source of disillusionment. He calls Regulus "soft enough to believe them" - which means he is crediting his own intelligence to see through his parents bigoted world view. Clearly, bigotry is not something the Blacks explained in a way that Sirius, eldest of their male line and their heir, bought it. It also probably didn't help the Blacks case that Grimmauld Place is in a Muggle neighborhood and that their eldest son is a bit of a wild boy with interest in pushing boundaries. His intellectual disconnect leads to the righteous rage he later feels but it began there. (Boy, it must suck to discover that everything you have been taught to value in the world and in yourself as the heir is essentially rubbish). Since his differences with his family began with seeds of intellectual disconnect rather than on intense empathy with downtrodden, it makes him, as a pureblooded privileged boy, unable to truly understand Lupin's fears regarding his lycanthropy. Hence, the Werewolf prank (I am not getting to the Snape bit, just the Lupin bit). To James' credit, he does understand what that means for Lupin and saves all three of them from different set of consequences.
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Anyway, back to the scene. James, who has made an ass of himself in front of his new friend, who he was getting along with fine until now, then goes "Blimey, I thought you seemed alright". (Btw, I find James wildly large ego kind of hilarious here, especially in light of Snape's comment about him to Sirius in OOTP: "You will know he is so arrogant that criticism simply bounces off him"). Sirius, who I believe has been raised like "royalty" as Blacks would, has good enough social skills to defuse a situation. He grins and says: "Maybe I will break the tradition".
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This line is an indication of Sirius's desire for independence, an identity seperate from his family. The use of the word "tradition" is interesting. It sounds like Sirius is expected to behave in a certain way, the heir of Black family whose parents thought being a Black "made you practically royal". Adult Sirius is contemptuous of this, or their "valuable contribution to Ministry" which means they just gave gold - it tells me that any and all conditions put on him by his family were to fulfill tradition that is either worthless or holds no meaning in his eyes. The root of the emotional abuse Sirius suffers from his family is this - realising his parents love for him is conditional on him being a certain way. (In fact, you can read Regulus desire to emphasise his connection to the family as a reaction to what he sees with Sirius - Sirius does not behave, Mum and Dad don't love him). As a child with unconscious knowledge of lack of love, Sirius then acts out, they react, rinse and repeat "until he has had enough". Sirius chafes against boundaries well into adulthood and doesn't react well to people enforcing it on him, even if it is out of love for him. Cue the fire scene with Harry where he behaves as if Harry is rejecting him instead of protecting him.
Sirius asks James about where he wants to go, and Snape, who is incensed about James being insulting about a House he put stock in, which he made part of new identity (so that he is no longer that Snape boy from Spinner's End) and was in general trying to be impressive about in front of Lily, "makes a disparaging noise" once James talks of Gryffindor. Snape's response to James' : "Got a problem with that?" is interesting. He says: "If you'd rather be brawny, rather than brainy-"
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This is an important value for Snape. He knows he is clever and values it. He spends his spare time inventing hexes, making great shortcuts to Potions. He has genuine thirst for learning and he hones it. In SWM, we see that he has written far more longer answers than anyone else, he is poring over his paper after exams. He even mocks Hermione's lack of inventive answers: "Answer copied word to word from the textbook, but correct in essentials". He values originality. It may be me stretching this, but I am partial to the reading: this is his way of rejecting his father once again, who is implied to be a violent man. (in other words, someone who is hypermasculine - "brawny". In fact, Snape's rejection of hypermasculinity is a huge post on it's own - Potions (brewing, cauldrons - coded as feminine arts), the doe Patronus, his proficiency in Occlumency and Legliemency (intuitive mind arts, again seen archetypically feminine) etc).
"Where are you hoping to go, seeing as you are neither?" - Sirius is quick with emotionally cutting insults. Snape hasn't even finished his sentence, but Sirius is already on his case. Which suggests growing up in a household with sharp tongues. It's a fair assumption, given Mrs Black's half mad portrait. It also tallies with Sirius's talking about his mother: "My mother didn't have a heart Kreacher, she kept herself alive out of pure spite" . The wounds are fresh enough on this. (Another interesting way Snape and Sirius act as inverse mirrors - Snape rejects his father, Sirius rejects his mother. Sirius acts as proxy for James for Harry while Snape takes on Lily's role of protecting him). However, you know who else is spiteful? Sirius.
While James is the physical bully (the tripping Snape, doing most of the bullying in SWM), Sirius attacks emotionally. ( Sample the one about Snape's appearance - "I was watching him, his nose was touching the parchment, there will be great grease marks all over it, they won't be able to read a word" or even the carelessly vicious- "Put that away, before Wormtail wets himself in excitement"). Curiously, with all that talk of how his mother being spiteful, it's her room he spends time in when he is depressed. (Again, in inverse mirror way, we can talk of how Snape looks for a father figure in Dumbledore - craves his validation and is proud of Dumbledore's trust in him). We could argue it's also because Buckbeak is there, and perhaps it's the largest room in the house, but it's very telling that's where Sirius spends time when he is "in a fit of sullens". Sirius's sense of abandonment from his family, makes him look for family connections with friends - a trait he shares with Harry. Interestingly, the first time he glimpses Harry in Privet Drive, Harry is also running away from home - just like he did. Anyway, I could go on.
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claybrownie7566 · 3 years
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Linked Universe Dynamics
(or at least how I view everyone getting along)
Warriors/Time: Big bro, baby bro/mother hen extreme mode. Wars treats Time like his little brother and Time goes with it. Wars is who Time goes to when things get rough.
Warriors/Twilight: Best friends that can hear each others thoughts and often speak in sync. Just the best of buds. Two peas in a pod if you will. Often laugh at the younger boys and gang up on them occasionally.
Warriors/Four: managed mischief......fear them. Oh the ideas and strategies that come out of those two when they're together. Incredible.
Warriors/Wild: Mischief not even trying to be managed in any way at all. They don't know what to do with eachother and their stupidity is contagious. Senior/Freshman friendship energy.
Warriors/Wind: Same person different font, very cute and cuddly but in a will die for you way. Warriors tries not to baby Wind, and Wind goes to him to share thoughts or ideas he has when he's afraid no one will listen. Wars goes to him too.
Warriors/Hyrule: unexpectedly wholesome big bro/little bro. The hair ruffling duo. They're just so delightful together, and make everyone feel more comfortable and relaxed.
Warriors/Legend: Oldest child vs. middle child best friends/but sometimes I hate you. They talk a lot and keep eachother going when they need it. Super super great fighting team. Best in the group actually. They just know.
Warriors/Sky: you know that one cousin you just vibe with? Seriously they're so chill. Chill duo all the way. Sky likes to tease Warriors occasionally, but Wars really looks up to Sky and they just work.
Time/Twilight: Will jump off a cliff for you without hesitation. They also constantly communicate every little thing to eachother. They know that if they aren't both in the loop, something could go very wrong.
Time/Four: Reasonable™ shares glances and eye rolls so.......sass duo. Sass duo all the way. Four likes hanging around Time and they both just sort of get eachother. They don't have to try too hard to judge a situation.
Time/Wild: Father/child sort of, but mainly it's trust duo. Wild usually goes to Twi for things, but when he goes to Time that means it's really really necessary. Time is always there, and he always keeps what Wild tells him to himself. Wild does the same.
Time/Wind: Don't call me son. Bond over how great of a big brother Wars is. Wind is actually the one that checks on Time the most. He's also not afraid to get in his bubble when it's needed. The others hesitate when Time needs something because they don't want to bother him, but Wind and Wars don't. It's a cool little bond they have.
Time/Hyrule: Breakfast duo/soft duo. Very sweet together, likes to sit by eachother at meals or by the campfire. Time sometimes pulls Roolie aside to show him something, and Hyrule likes to just listen to Time talk when he wants to.
Time/Legend: Leaders. Stubborn by definition™ holy crap run for cover. These two.....HYLIA THESE TWO. They are so incredibly difficult, but there is something there that is so cool. Time knows that Legend is the one that will step up if something needs to be done. Hard things, simple things, helpful things, tricky things, you name it. He is sort of Time's backup, and they are the only ones that know. If anything happened to Time, Legend would take charge without hesitation and vice versa. Really cool.
Time/Sky: College kid teaching a Highschool kid how to win at life. Surprisingly nice dynamic here. Time likes to listen to Sky talk. It takes his mind off of things and let's him relax and be happy. Some of Sky's less light conversations are held with Time as well. They are the ones that will talk until 3am about anything and everything.
Twilight/Four: Friends/Silent understanding. Never awkward. Always speak their mind around eachother. Confidants. Four talks to Twi about his problems, and Twi goes to Four too. They also like to high five and they fight well together.
Twilight/Wild: Little brother/Big brother sometimes chaotic but mostly loving and supporting. Wild wakes Twi from his bad dreams and Twi does the same for Wild. They would end the world for eachother.
Twilight/Wind: Proud duo. They like to show eachother things they know. They will seek eachother out when they discover something and share knowledge it's so cute. Wind and Twi also give eachother hugs and pats on the back a lot.
Twilight/Hyrule: Brunette squad/Forest duo. Get mistaken for brothers a lot. Really cute, will jump in leaves together when everybody nobody is watching. They can be themselves around eachother. Twi doesn't ask for anything from Hyrule and Hyrule doesn't ask anything from Twi. They can just exist together in peace.
Twilight/Legend: Actually responsible duo. Will corral the others or step up if needed. They make eachother laugh, which confuses the crap out of everyone else. Also they are the duo that would stand in the corner and silently judge you. It's great.
Twilight/Sky: Gossip duo. Tea is spilt, stories are shared, life is discussed. They do be in the know. They also like to fiddle with their hands and do puzzles together. They're also quite competitive and it's funny to watch them play a game and start screaming at eachother. It's unexpected but so, so hilarious to watch.
Four/Wild: bad ideas that work somehow. Hide your valuables, they comin. They're sneaky and they're really chaotic together, but in a functional way....I'm not sure how or why and niether does anybody else.
Four/Wind: Entertainment duo. Likes to pull pranks but also just play games with eachother. Hyrule and Wild occasionally join in. They get in trouble a lot, but that's just how it is.
Four/Hyrule: Beast mode fighter squad. These two are small but mighty and they will destroy the world, then have tea afterward. Also Four teaches Hyrule stuff he doesn't know and vice versa.
Four/Legend: Snark, smarter than anyone or anything in Hyrule, and really close friends. They just have a really really cool dynamic I can't fully explain.
Four/Sky: Affection. Four will go to Sky and only Sky for hugs or comfort. Underrated duo with a fierce loyalty to eachother. They will always take the side of the other person no matter what.
Wild/Wind: really adorable brother dynamic. They occasionally get into trouble, but mostly they just hang out. Pretty underrated duo actually.
Wild/Hyrule: Adventure gang! Always getting lost and exploring. Always coming home with a new story. They like being with eachother because they don't baby or underestimate eachother. Super great team these two.
Wild/Legend: Nerves nerves nerves, Will laugh at each others jokes and be friendly but they push eachothers buttons the most in the group.
Wild/Sky: Solid. Deep respect for eachother and they bond over culture and life. Sunlight duo. They're just bright young men that like to watch the stars together.
Wind/Hyrule: Energy duo. Keep the group alive on long days of walking. Also stay up late chatting. They also like to hear each others stories.
Wind/Legend: Dont tell me what to do!/What do I do!? Aka they share a braincell and react to being proved right/wrong the same way (often it's when they're together too)
Wind/Sky: Free duo. They CANNOT handle being trapped or underground or in the dark. They need the sun and the sky to be ok, and they stick together when they feel scared or trapped.
Hyrule/Legend: Downfall duo. Their bond is special and so strong do not mess with them. They're smart, they're fast, and they're fierce. Also the world would end if something happened to one of them.
Hyrule/Sky: Triforce duo. Do not anger at all costs. They are the shoulders to lean on when things get rough, but they are also the fiercest fighters. They both have the full triforce and together they fight like a hurricane. It's......terrifying in theory actually.
Legend/Sky: In the know. They just get eachother. Legend will occasionally be snarky, but they just silently understand and actually go to eachother for advise and help. Really cool dynamic with these two.
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lunarifie · 2 years
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Rewatching Ninjago
(With no context other than the episode)
Possession episode 5-6
Ronins such a bad role model
Jay: Maybe we need a more uplifting name... Other than airjitzu. Maybe… cyclondo!
(Tries airjitzu again and it actually works)
Damn maybe Jays onto smth
Did they intentionally make Coles voice sound different now that hes a ghost?
Nya and Coles friendship is actually so sweet
I get the other ninja are training but they should be with nya uplifting Cole and making him feel better 🥲
Kai knows Cole swings the other way, He saw Nya and Cole on a bed together and didnt say SHIT 💀
Kai: Oh and btw sis, that color suits you well!
Nya: Thanks! Its my favorite color :)
Theyre sibling relationship is so healthy
Also I thought blue was her favorite color-
HFNSKNFJSF ZANES PIRATE VOICE TOOK ME SO OFF GUARD
Jay and Kai are so silly i love them
Misako: aye aye, Zane :)
Misako can be alright sometimes
Jay: Okay sensei- your saying a lot of big words there. But you got one thing wrong, it’s cyclondo, not airjitzu!
The way everyone started batting at Jay right when he said that
Jay purposefully asking Zane questions to hear his pirate voice is the best
They all have snow suits to climb the mountain and survive the weather except Cole
smth I liked
Cole (starts feeling insecure): you guys should go without me, I didn't even practice spinjitzu...
Kai and Jay: (immediately start reassuring and consoling him that he's apart of the team and even got the first clue for them)
I love these guys sm
Kai getting anxious and Jay getting all excited is my favorite thing in moments like these it's like they switched personalities
This also happened in rebooted!!! Usually occurring with heights.
All in unison: Ninja-snowww!!!!
THEYRE STILL REASSURING COLE I LOVE THEM SM 😭
Found families great and i love it but i die a little inside everytime they call eachother brothers
They overuse it its like Kai calling Nya “sis” its so unnatural 😭
Misako: they say the wailing alps winds can blow someone straight off the mountain
Really? That's so interesting! But, idk, maybe. TELL THE NINJA THAT.
Kai: 200000 steps!!! Good thing im not counting.
Jay: 276, 277, 278, 279…— OH LOOK A GOAT :D
Kai: what no- thats not a goat. We rode one of those things dont you remember? Its a yak.
Jay: mmmmmm no it has horns im pretty sure its a goat.
Okay but who IS the master these ghosts/morro are serving, apparently the masters a she.
I would literally just give up if a gust of wind and THEN an avalanche carried me miles down after I just climbed those miles and had 100000 more to go
Theyre rlly putting this ‘ninja never quit’ idealogy to the test
Holy shit thats cool as fuck
I really hope they explore Coles possession powers more into the season
Theyre so supportive of Cole changing into a ghost its the best thing to watch
Kai: You possessing the mech, its like you gave it boosters!
Cole: BOOsters. Is that a ghost joke?
Kai: good to know your humor hasnt changed!
Love them
The way Cole knows how to be a ghost more than the actual ghosts
Ok but the ghost arrow.
Is that REALLY the best weapon right now.
We've seen that being a ghost actually makes you more powerful. Yeah it sucks for the ninja but it also sucks for Morros lackeys so like, Who's winning here if the arrow ever actually works.
Kai: Who's ready for some exercise? Cause we're gonna be doing an exorcism!
Cole: Now THATS a ghosts joke!
The mech was over the edge. Everyone was on it. The ghost in his mech, could have quite literally just pushed them off. But, you know, picking them up and trying to fight them again on solid ground is so much more efficient.
For the plot! I guess.
PARALLELS!!!!
As they were falling from the avalanche, Cole tried to save Jay by grabbing his hand but phased through bc he's a ghost, Jay yelling at him to concentrate.
Later, as their climbing, Jay slips, Cole catching him solidly this time and saying “concentrate. We got this.”
IM GETTING SO EMOTIONAL OVER THE OTHER NINJA COMFORTING COLE WHEN HES WORRIED HE WONT MAKE IT THEYRE SO NICE TO HIM
Kai: you can do it! Your strong! Even Jay could do it!
Jay: Thanks fireboy 😒
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Cole: I'm gonna fall off and die!
Kai: You can't die! You're a ghost. GHOSTS CANT DIE.
Cole, having a huge revelation: Ghosts, can't, DIE.
it took you THIS long to figure that out
(Honestly i cant judge it was the same for me)
STOP SAYING BROTHER SHARPENS BROTHER IVE BEEN COUNTING AND YOUVE SAID THAT SIX TIMES
I love how they all adopted Jays ‘cyclondo’ name instead of airjitzu :)
They made it to the blind mans eye!!!
I dont rememember ANYTHING about the clown kingdom so im excited
Morro: PATIENCE IS BENEATH ME!
At least theyre being consistent with his character
Wait so all cloud kingdom citizens can foresee the future? Thats actually so cool can I live in this realm????
Kinda creepy that they watch everything though
Even though in the future some citizens of ninjago start hating the ninja, these sky monks will probably always be their biggest fans since they know theyre always trying to do their best :)
So, they're like fanfic writers, but they're writing actually becomes canon.
JAY. STOP MESSING WITH THE MONKS AND THEIR WRITING.
Ok so they control everything that is out of mortals control
Makes sense
Jay peeping at scrolls and destinies💀
SIXTEEN realms
That's a lot of realms
We got the cursed realm, the cloud kingdom, which others are there?
So Morros master is the preeminent
Holy shit she's absolute nightmare fuel wtf
Cloud tour guide after traumatizing the ninja and showing them the cursed realm: We’re here! Wasnt that a lovely ride 😊
Kai: yeah… you paint a lovely picture…
Okay…. So. I remember they meet an enemy in this play house, and this playhouse is kinda freaking me out. Please dont tell me the cloud monks are against the ninja because I like them all a lot.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT
Ok so all the monks are good, but cloud tour guide is the evil master writer.
man, fuck him.
I liked him a lot too.
Little monk: where did you put the ninja 😨
Master writer: I put them with nimbus, I bet he’ll love his new playthings.
Ok but stuff like this always creeps me out, a happy and supposedly perfect and non corrupt civilization only to realize its nothing but corrupt. Especially people with higher power abusing it.
Its too real 😭
Why is this thing so creepy why do i hate it so much why did I almost gag when it picked up jay i hate its proportions so much i hate that it exists
IT HAS TEETH BUT LIKE WITH GAPS IN BETWEEN EVERYTIME I LOOK AT THIS THING ITS DESIGN GETS WORSE AND WORSE
Cole (rushing around trying to find a way to escape) (stops.): what am I doing. Im a GHOST!
Cole (phases through the wall): *sighs disappointedly at himself) im such a dummy...
Cole: Im a ghost not a locksmit!
Jay: be the key Cole, BE THE KEY.
Cole: oh. Good idea.
I like how Jays usually the one whos like “WHY DONT YOU JUST DO THIS YOUR A GHOST.?!?!?” And it actually helps Cole out.
No please I dont wanna see this fucked up pet thing roaming around please tell me he doesnt leave his playpen.
Little monk my beloved
He knew something was sketchy at first and then ran to get the ninja even though hes not supposed to change destiny, like honestly good for him
COLE CALLED HIM LITTLE MONK I CAN PREDICT THE FUTURE
Everyone: Airjitzu!
Jay: cyclondo!
Jay: …why isnt it catching on :(
My favorite thing is when the ninja fall from an edge and they all grab each other like a ladder or legos connected together
It's great
I wonder what their plan is now that Morro has the sword and knows their every mood
Ok but why is Morros airjitzu green while all of theirs is blue
I hate nimbus so much I hate it I hate it I hate it
LITTLE MONK MY BELOVED
HES SO SMART YES CHANGE FENWICKS DESTINY AND SAVE THE NINJA
Ok but that was a really cool transition from a flying boat to a winter sleigh after they passed through blind mans eye
Canon that Kai and Cole are snowboarders while Zanes a skiier
And coming from somebody who watched sk8 the infinity and had Ice skating experience help them skii.
Zane knows how to rollerblade like Jay while Cole and Kai both skateboard.
Misako. Are you fucking serious. You dropped the KEY.
Ronins such a coward
The way Goultar and Dareth like puffy potstickers so much is making me want to try them
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Huh.
Its a Kai and Lloyd/Morro one on one fight again!!!!!
Lloyd (falls off a cliff)
Kai: sorry Lloyd 😕😔😥
Its nice to see them celebrate after they succeed at something :)
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curiousfindings · 3 years
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We are with you till the end of the line
Chris Evans, Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan x Teen!Reader
[Warnings: Rape, Talk of sex, Swearing, OOC Chris for a bit, Arguing, Panic attacks, Hospitals]
!!This is pretty loaded so please don't read this if your not comfortable with the certain subjects, the last thing I want to do is make anyone uncomfortable, if you need anyone to reach out to just pop me a quick message, I would never mind having a chat or you just ranting to me, i’m always there for u!!
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You knew they wouldn't mind, they were like brothers after all, constantly looking out for you even in the most inconvenient of times. Yet the one time, they weren't there. Its not like you needed them, but you did and you always tried to convince yourself that you were a strong female figure but there was that part of you that turned completely towards the strong male figures you had in your life. Chris, Anthony and Sebastian.
Too elaborate, you first met the triplet when you were 15, you had auditioned for the role of the teenage heroine, Erin Kelsey, a young girl who proves her courage to The Avengers with her virtuosic karate skills. They loved you and you got the part much to your dismay. You were taken under the wing of Anthony Mackie straight away, he told you that he saw something in you. Scarlett was the first cast member you met though and she will always hold a special place in your heart as the girl who made you comfortable with the whole marvel cast.
Your character was introduced in Age of Ultron as a teenage Slovakian girl who had been spotted jumping from rooftop to rooftop, it was incredibly fun to film. Then in Civil War, your character developed massively which brought you closer to the men. Not only were they like big brothers to you but they gave you the best advice in life, anything you needed help with, they were there, 24/7. You had many talks and lectures about things you already knew about but they insisted they were older and knew what was best, they also said that they didnt want you doing stupid things like they used to do, whatever that is supposed to mean.
 They check up on you constantly, always asking you to message them when you get home, or back to your trailer, or the hair and makeup truck, the canteen, the toilet, anywhere they needed to know. It was their responsibility if anything happened to you, of course it wasn't actually but they made it so it was that way, knowing that you were young and needed that guidance. This was because when you started filming Civil War you were deemed old enough to do it all on your own, you were fending for yourself since you were turning 17 soon. 
You attended a college near by and went there twice a week, the rest of the time you did online school in-between takes and in breaks. Your time in college introduced you to a person, I know, cliche but they were really nice. Long story short, you two started dating, their name was Alex. Your grades dropped and you stopped seeing the three men due to the amount of time you were spending with Alex but spending time with Alex was like second nature but not to your will, they told you that you had to see them everyday and call them whenever you got the chance, this was controlling if you had ever seen it. 
You had plenty of time to tell them about Chris, Sebastian and Anthony and soon they had enough of you talking so highly about them and got jealous, this is when they started making advances on you, also against your will. They would start to touch you and when you would say no they would continue, you threatened to leave them but they made even bigger threats, to tell Chris, Seb and Mackie that you didn’t need them anymore, they went into detail about what they would tell them, it was graphic, things that you were doing whilst you were supposed to be hanging out with them, sexual acts...
They of course, didn't know about your partner and this was for a reason, you know they would be against the idea and you defiantly couldn't risk anything but they were adamant of working out why you were so absent.
“Can we all agree that Y/n has been distant lately?” Sebastian spoke after walking into the hair and makeup trailer to find Anthony and Chris being dolled up.
Anthony sighed, straight away knowing what he meant. 
“I know man, its like she doesn't love us anymore,” He fake pouted which made Chris laugh. “Seriously though, do you know where she’s been?” 
Both men stayed quiet. 
“Every time I ask her where she is going she just says ‘out’” Sebastian adds with a shrug. 
“And she never messages us updates anymore, it worries me frankly,” Chris frowns at the thought. 
“She told me she went to the park to do some homework without distractions and came back with a new hoodie and a massive smile on her face” Anthony furrows his brows. “Like, how does that make sense? Why would you be that happy after doing homework?” He flared his harms around and huffs.
“But around us her mood has changed, have you noticed she's been so distant and cold to us?” Sebastian added.
The silence is broken by the makeup lady sniggering which immediately turned all other heads in the room. 
“Whatchu laughing at lady?” Anthonys face was pure confusion, how could this matter be funny and as for Chris and Sebastian, their faces were a mix between caution and anger. 
“Sounds like Y/n might have a boyfriend or girlfriend,” She stated plainly, not even looking up from Sebastians roots. 
A short impetuous laugh came from Anthony’s throat in disbelief. 
“Isn't it obvious? She wants to hide it from you guys” All men froze at this statement with heads overflowing with thoughts that questioned the lady. Why would she feel she had to hide it from us? Why wouldn't she tell us? Why does she have to hide it from us? That last question threw the men into gear.
“We need to ask her,” Chris finally spoke up. “If this is true, we need to see whats happening,” Chris was worried, he had a bad feeling. He stood up and left the makeup chair abruptly. All you could hear were the sound of rushed movements onto of the stoned floor outside getting quieter and quieter. 
“I don’t meant to worry you guys,” The lady spoke up, now not touching Sebastian. 
“No, i’m glad you said something, it makes sense now really,” Anthony said apathetically, the feeling of worry bites at his toes, he wanted to run to you.
-
Chris got to you first, bursting the door of your trailer open in a panting mess in full Cap uniform.
“Woah okay, erm, can I call you back later I think somethings wrong,” You say down the phone as you stand up to approach Chris.
“I will call you back later, I promise,” You console your adamant person and bid your goodbyes. 
As soon as the call ends Chris is jumping down your throat, leaving you no room to question. 
“Who was that?” He stares at you intently, still trying to catch his breath.
“Just a friend, it was Katie,” You can change your answer, hoping this one would be more convincing. “Why whats wrong?” Chris’s features changed, he placed his hand on his hip and cocked his eyebrows as if to question your answer. 
“What?” You ask him, confusion fully lacing your voice. 
“Y/n, I really hope you aren't lying to me,” His voice now evident with slight anger and dominance. 
“Chris, what are you getting at,” You retaliate, who is he to question who you were on the phone too, you couldn't tell him anyway.
“Let me see your phone.” No question about it, he held his hand out and demanded. “Give me your phone Y/n” To say you were shocked was an understatement. Your face swelled with worry, worry that he might find out but you decided to mask it with anger.
“Chris, what the fuck?” You narrowed your eyebrows and Chris just raised his as if you were his child that was in trouble.
“I want to see who you last called,” His hand never once moved, you on the other hand were shaking, you had never seen Chris like this, never angry nor disappointed. Its not even like you could say it was a boy friend back home because you had already told Chris it was Katie.
“Its really none of your business who i’ve been calling,” Your mood had changed significantly since the phone call.
Chris’s eyes narrowed and his nostrils flared, he was angry. “Your lying.” He plainly stated.
“And your being irate, you obviously don’t trust me!” You flared your arms around in expression, trying to cover up anything and everything which made you angrier and angrier.
“Im only looking out for you, you know this but I cant do that if you dont tell me the truth, your only-”
“Yes, I know, im only 16 and dont know half of whats to come yet, I know im young Chris, you tell me all the time but just because im young doesn't mean I dont get my freedom and just because im young defiantly doesn't mean you get to boss me around because guess what Chris, your not my dad!” You knew it hurt him, due to an absent father you had told the men that they were like father figures to you and they took pride in that. He was taken aback by your sudden outburst and wondered how long you had been holding that in but he couldn't help what came out of his mouth next.
“Don’t ever come to me for anything again because I won't be there to help you,” This was so out of character for Chris it knocked the wind out of you, you felt like you could be sick. Tears welled in your eyes, you grabbed your keys and sprinted out of your trailer before he could see you break. 
“Y/n!” Called a familiar voice, it was Anthony. 
You stopped in your tracks and wiped your eyes before turning where you were confronted with two worried faces, not them as well. 
“Did Chris speak to you?” Your heart sunk, did they think the same thing, you wanted to save yourself the embarrassment.
“Im going out,” You said plainly, holding back more tears. 
“No you're not, we need to speak to you,” Anthony demanded again. You snapped before you could even think.
“You don’t control me! Not you! Not Sebastian and defiantly not Chris! I dont need you!” You let the tears fall, you felt like you were being dramatic but frankly you were sick of their controlling behaviour and Chris made it perfectly clear how he felt. Sadly you didnt actually feel this way, it was just what Alex had planted in your head and you couldn't risk him getting exposed otherwise you would be fucked.
“Y/n what happened?” Sebastian inched closer as you broke down.
“Y/n!” Chris called from the distance and before you could muster any sort of courage to be confronted by all three me, you ran.
“Im going out!” That dull phrase that fell from your lips every day with so much mystery behind it.
-
“Will you stop talking about them fucking men,” Alex seethes after just 5 minutes of you ranting, you're in an angry mood already so you snap at them.
“Alex i’m really fucking struggling right not and I would love some comfort from my significant other!” And before you know it your pinned underneath them.
“I think you forgot who you're talking to,” Alex hovered over you with your arms pinned above your head, you thrashed but they were stronger.
“Remember our little agreement sweetheart,” The pet name made your eyes clench shut and your body tense up, the dreaded nickname that was supposed to make you feel loved but made you feel on edge more than anything.
Then Alex done the unspeakable, something you thought was an empty threat, you never thought they would go there.
“You dare protest and see what happens,” Alex spat in your face as they violated all of your comfort zones and boundaries. They left you speechless, ashamed, and defiled. 
You got in your car and drove, you didn’t know where, you couldn’t think straight. It was defiantly dangerous for you to drive but there was no way you were staying with them. The wheels took you back to set and your heart ached for your three men, you knew they wouldn't mind yet you couldn't bring yourself to tell them nor did you think they would care to know, they made it that clear. You ran to your trailer and jumped in the shower straight away, washing any evidence and remaining touches off your body, you looked down and discovered the marks of the abuser littered all over your shoulders, thumb marks shared along your pelvis and in between your thighs. You scrubbed and scrubbed but they wouldn't go away, only leaving a singing red hue on the surface, the rest were deeper, they penetrated your soul, no amount of scrubbing could remove those. Little did you know, Chris saw you running back to your trailer late last night but he left you alone, thinking you needed some time.
The next morning you felt the reminace of the abuse, you were supposed to be well rested since your day off yesterday yet you felt worse the you ever had but you wore a brave face and worried about the interactions between you and Chris, Seb and Anthony. Weak is how you felt, not knowing how the day would treat you.
You stepped out of your trailer with a grimace and a sharp ache in-between your legs. Normally Chris, Anthony and sometimes Sebastian would usher you from your trailer to set, you felt truly and utterly alone.
“Morning Y/n,” You took a sharp turn to see Scarlett heading straight in your direction. “No Chris this morning?” She asked with a frown. 
You didn’t know how to speak, you didn't know if you could, your mind still swarming with, well, everything.
She hugged you quite roughly and you yelped out in pain with the sudden movement and pressure, she backed away immediately. 
“Hey.. whats wrong kiddo?” She asked, worry evident on her face.
Quick Y/n, come up with something.
“Just my period, its quite painful today,” You covered that up quick and it was believable, you were surprised how you hadn't burst into tears yet, you didn't know how you were going to survive the whole day.
“I have some pain killers?” She offered with a sympathetic smile.
All you did was nod.
You walked to set with a slight limp and that didn't go unnoticed by the directors.
“You good Y/n?” Joe asked.
Scarlett just whispered in his ear and you already knew what she had said.
“We will go easy on you today.” He joked with a wink, normally you would find his teasing funny but all you felt was this pit of dread.
-
You trekked to wardrobe to get into your costume of the day; still with no sight of Anthony, Chris or Sebastian, you knew they were filming today because it was a fight scene... a fight scene which you had to do with Anthony... Luckily your costume covered all of your bruises, the only thing now was getting them past the wardrobe lady.
“Get naked my lovely,” The wardrobe lady joked. Yet again, no expression from you. “Are you okay?” She edged closer. 
“Yes, i’m fine thank you,” You sent her a small smile.
“Come on then, we need to get you dressed” You just stripped your top, not even caring if she saw, you would only explain if she asked. All there was, was a gasp from her side. “Lovely...” 
“I was with my partner yesterday, thats all,” You added as she helped you adjust your new layer of skin. “Please don’t tell anyone, I don’t need them teasing me about it,” You said with a small chuckle, it was getting easier.
-
You had greeted Anthony, Seb and Chris when you saw them, they said sorry and you said sorry back, the last thing you wanted to do was argue today. They had to go and get their hair and makeup done since they were a little late onto set.
-
Sebastian and Anthony were in the wardrobe truck while Chris got his hair done.
“She still seems different, I cant place my finger on it,” Anthony queried.
“Well I believe what Jo said in the makeup truck, I feel like she has a secret boyfriend,” Seb spoke back.
“Im just worried Seabass... she’s never been like this,” Before Sebastian could answer, the costume lady did.
“Are we talking about Y/n boys?” She questioned. 
“Yes, do you know something?” Anthony was begging for any information he could get his hands on.
“She told me not to say anything but when she took her shirt off she had marks all over her shoulders, told me she was with a partner,” Anthony sighed and there his head back.
“See, this is what I didn't want happening, its fine that she’s having sex but I just hope its safe,” Anthony was just disappointed that you wouldn't tell him something like this, he thought you trusted him.
“I don't mean to worry you...” That same phrase. “But those marks weren't love bites, they were proper bruises,” 
Sebastian and Anthony share a look of worry.
“I mean, I've had my far share of sexual partners and the only way those bruises could be that dark was if her partner was being rough, they had to be pretty recent as well.” She said nonchalantly.
There were two thoughts swimming through Anthony and Sebastian heads. Someone was being abusive or you liked rough sex and to be honest, they would have preferred the latter.
-
The actually acting part was going well - I mean, you got paid to do it- but when the the stunts started, thats the you felt the full effects. Your character was a master at karate so the moves were pretty intense, you hadn't warmed up either with the worry that it was going to hurt to much. You were right, it hurt tenfold when you started fighting with Anthony, you could deal with the pain but when you got thrown over Anthonys shoulder, it was endgame. A shrill sounded from the back of your throat and Anthony dropped you immediately. You doubled over with the pain and grasped your lower stomach, you felt like you would be sick.
“Y/n what's wrong?” Anthony Russo questioned. 
Scarlett came running over and knelt beside you. 
“Oh sweetheart,” At the sound of the nickname you burst into tears. Everything was getting too overwhelming. A couple seconds past, you didn't know if anyone was saying anything, you couldn't focus on anything at the moment. “Y/n?” Scarlett questioned. At this point you had a whole crown surrounding you, you couldn't break down, not here, not now. 
“Im fine, just woman issues,”You sniffled and pointed to your stomach and peoples faces dropped and a few laughs were shared. 
“Ill go easy on you,” Anthony joked and you sniffed a bit so you could get ready for the fight scene again. He could tell something was wrong, he was going to confront you when this scene was over.
It all played out fine until Anthony had to use you as a suspension tool, he put his hands on your shoulders and put all his weight onto you. He dug his fingers right into the bruises on your shoulders.
“Fuck!” You screamed out in immense pain, a couple tears fell down your cheeks. 
“Y/n whats going on?” Anthony Russo asked.
“I just need a quick break please.” You begged as more tears threatened to fall.
“20 minute break everyone!” The Russo brothers called.
“Y/n!” Mackie called but you were long gone, already half way to your trailer.
“We need to go talk to her,” Sebastian told Mackie, they both had the same idea as they sprinted after you.
When you got to your trailer, the tears didn't stop, you sank down next to the door and just sobbed, it was an ugly, loud, desperate cry and you wish all this internal and external pain would just vanish.
“Y/n!” Anthony burst through the doors, throwing all caution to the wind.
“No!!” You shouted out but it was too late, Anthony and Sebastian were standing in-front of you, in your trailer, eyes wide with worry.
“Y/n please,” Anthony kneeled next to you. You just buried your head in his neck and sobbed. “Shhh, shhh its okay,” He stroked the back of your hair as you uncontrollably relieved your heart. “Breath Y/n breath,” Sebastian got on his knees and stroked your arm. Your breathing now becoming erratic. “Y/n breath,” Anthony had a look of complete worry.
He grasped your upper arms and made you look at him. “Y/n you need to breath, focus on me okay?” You nodded as your chin trembled. He had never seen you like this before. “Breath in,” You tried. “Breath out,” You tried again. You continued that until your breathing was under control.
For a second Anthony just stared at you.
“What happened girl?” You just shook your head. To test the waters Anthony put his hand on your shoulder will little force and you shouted from the pain. “Please don’t.” You squeaked, your throat raw from crying. There was an unspoken agreement, Anthony grabbed the hem of your shirt and lifted it up. The look on their faces would be ingrained in your mind for a long time yet to come. Yet again you just burst out crying. Anthony waved his hands around and Sebastian was gone and Anthony was just cradling you, he was crying into your hair. “Why wouldn't you tell me,”
Thats the last thing you heard before sleep consumed you. 
You woke up to a foreign view and a foreign smell. You knew where you were instantly. You sat up and winced, your pelvis ached each time your moved. The first thing you saw was Chris, sitting there with this hands covering his mouth like he was thinking, leg bouncing up and down and just starting at you with sorrowful eyes. As soon as you locked eyes with him, you broke down again, this time is was Chris’s turn to cradle you. “Shhhh, I promise its going to be okay,” He cooed. “Im so sorry,” was all you could coo back. “Don’t speak.” He said.
You and Chris stayed like that until Sebastian and Anthony showed up, you instantly felt safe, you missed how this felt. 
“Im so sorry.” Was all you could say, your mind couldn't think of anything else for once, just how sorry you were. All three men had tears in their eyes. All three men were there to support you, they weren’t going to shout or be angry, they cared.
“We love you so much.” Anthony said with a hand on your knee.
-
It took you a good 30 minuted to muster up the courage to tell them what happened.
They all sat and listened contently about how you met Alex.
“Then stuff started getting serious, they would... touch me without my consent,” You said.
“Did you say no?” Chris asked. 
You nodded. “They said they would tell you all bad things about me if I didn't comply,” You answered. The group sighed.
“Thats why you were so distant,” Seb said. 
You nodded again. “They didn't want me to be close to you guys.”
Seb put his hand on your knee and rubbed.
“The yesterday, after we had the argument, I went to their house and thats when they fully, you know,” You couldn't hold back. You put your hands up to your face and sobbed again. “We know, we know, you dont have too say it,” Sebastian rubbed your back.
“Y/n” Chris said, you looked up at him. He was fully sobbing also. “I love you so much and I am so sorry for everything that I said, I didn't mean any of it I promise,” You nodded. “Neither did I, I love all you guys, im so fucking sorry,” You sobbed some more.
After you talked some more, the boys decided it would be the right idea to take you to the hospital, just incase.
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“The X-Ray shows a broken collar bone,” The doctor admitted. All three men sighed and Anthony muttered a little ‘oh gosh’. “Im so sorry Y/n,” The doctor was extremely empathetic. “We will just have to put it in a sling for a week or two and no extra circular for at least three,” 
“Three weeks!!” You exclaimed, “I cant not work for three weeks!! We have shooting.” You explained. 
“Y/n, its fine,” Chris explained. “The Russo’s will understand.” You just leant your head back against the hospital bed. “Can we go now, hospitals make me uneasy.” The boys were slightly more happy that you were getting more verbal again. 
“With your consent, we would like to do a rape kit, just to see if there is any damage internally.” You nodded your head slowly.
The exam was uncomfortable, your whole body was tense and rigid. 
“Its okay darling, relax.” The lady was so lovely and she made you feel at ease for a bit but the impending thought was about what was happening to Alex.
“Okay its all done darling, would you like your guardians to come in whilst I tell you the results so they can hear it too?” You nodded.
The men got ushered in and they stood by your side, hands on your upper arms. 
“So there wasn't any internal damage but there is alot of tissue and a bit of muscle damage and some dark bruising both on the pelvis and inner and outer thighs,” You nodded. “That will take some time to heal and might get a bit painful so we will give you some pain killers for that and some cream for the bruises,” She gave you a sweet smile. 
“You did so well, “ Chris cooed as he stroked your hair. You nodded at him.
“Watch thinking about girl,” Anthony butted in.
You took a breath and spilled. “Its just Alex, whats going to happen to them,” You worried.
“They are going to get what they deserve, thats what.” Sebastian butted in.
You nodded and started to tear up. 
“Y/n” Chris said and you looked up at him.
“We are with you till the end of the line.”
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