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Wildest Dreams - jamie tartt x keeley jones x fem!reader

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Word count: 4k Pairing: Jamie Tartt x Keeley Jones x fem!reader Warnings: nsfw, smut, minors DNI!, threesome, oral (both m and f receiving), dirty talk, dom!Keeley, switch!Jamie, fingering, vaginal sex, unprotected sex Tags: smut Prompt/Summary: Kinktober day 5 - Threesome. You have a sex dream about Keeley and your boyfriend Jamie makes sure that your dreams come true. A/N: I'm sure Taylor Swift didn't write Wildest Dreams so I can title a smutfic after it but oh well! The premise might be super silly but this is what I came up with lol, but hey it's smut so it doesn't have to be logical at all times right? 😭 I hope y'all like it! Also I'm not sure what the rules are here but I'd like to finish the rest of the prompts even though it won't be October anymore. Is that legal? 😂 Have fun, and let me k now how you liked this one! ❤❤

Your eyes shot open, and you needed a second to take in your surroundings in the dark. Your heart was beating rapidly in your chest, and you let out a shaky breath as you looked over at your phone to check the time. It was a dream.

The small digits said 5:34 and you were relieved you still could catch a little sleep before actually having to wake up. You turned to your side and saw Jamie sleeping with his back towards you, so you scooched over to wrap your arm around his waist, spooning him. He felt so warm and as you were listening to his breathing, feeling his chest rising and falling steadily, you were asleep again in just mere seconds.

The morning sun peeked through the blinds when you woke up. You were laying on Jamie’s chest as he was slowly caressing your hair, planting a soft kiss on the top of your head.

“Morning, love” he mused, and leaned down to kiss you. “Did you sleep well?” he asked with a smug smile on his face. You paid no mind to it.

“Yeah, it was alright. Do you want some breakfast?”

“Mm, are you on the menu?” he asked cheekily and you rolled your eyes at him. You were laughing as you got out of the bed and started your day.

You splashed some water on your face in the bathroom after you brushed your teeth absent-mindedly. You still couldn't get your dream out of your head, it loomed over you like a raincloud, spreading into every corner of your mind. The weather was exceptionally sunny, given that it was the middle of autumn in England. Maybe you could go for a walk on the countryside with Jamie – you thought as you prepared your favorite quick breakfast. You were so preoccupied you didn’t realize he entered the kitchen, only when he already stood behind you with his hands on your hips, pulling you flush against his chest. His mouth hovered against your ear, and you felt his breath on your neck, causing a shiver to run down your spine as your breath hitched and heat rose in your belly.

“Stop, or I’ll mess up your food” you chuckled as he pressed a kiss on your neck. Truth was he drove you mad.

“Would be worth it” he replied and turned you around to face him. He was looking at you with a beaming smile, but didn’t say anything else. You were so in love with him.

“So” you started as you finished up the breakfast and moved to the dining table, “any plans for today?” You were very excited that you could finally spend the whole weekend together, without a match our excessive training. It’s not that Jamie’s job bothered you – hell, you were his biggest fan and supporter, but it was nice to spend some time together, just the two of you from time to time.

“I thought we could invite Keeley over” he said nonchalantly, which caused you to choke on your own spit.

“You what?” you asked, and you couldn't hide the shock in your tone, which you realized didn’t make any sense. Why couldn't he invite her over? She’s your friend. He cocked a brow at you and let out a small chuckle.

“Are you okay? That a problem?”

“No, no! Not at all, it just went to the wrong pipe, that’s all.” You scratched your throat to emphasize. “I’d love to have her, sure.”

A wide, almost Cheshire cat smile spread across his face and his eyes lit up. Honestly if you weren’t occupied by trying to act normal you would've definitely realized that he was acting weird. But you didn’t.

“Wicked! I’ll drop her a text. Should we get food?”

“Yeah, sure” you said, your mind still in an embarrassed haze. “Hey, Jamie?”

“Yes, love?”

“Shouldn't we invite Roy as well?” Jamie didn’t reply at first, he just chuckled.

“Maybe next time.” You nodded and finished your breakfast before the two of you went out to do some grocery shopping and planned dinner. The day went by pretty fast and agonizingly slow at the same time. You felt awkward, your nerves were restless, your mind running thousand miles a second. It’s so stupid, it’s just a dream! It’s normal for friends to have sex dreams about each other. It’s not like she knows. You must act natural.

The ring of the doorbell snapped you out of your thoughts.

“I’ll get it!” Jamie said and bolted towards the entrance of your shared home. You tried to calm your nerves as you braced yourself.

“Hey babes!” Keeley said in her usual singsong voice as she hugged you. You hugged her back and let out an awkward ’hi’. She chuckled before she looked at Jamie.

“Dinner is ready in a few seconds, take a seat!” you offered, and they sat down. Jamie opened a bottle of wine for you, but he didn’t drink. You served the dinner and after a bit of time and a glass of wine – your nerves finally calmed down. Jamie seemed very affectionate all evening, he touched you at every given occasion, ran his fingers on your thigh, kissed the top of your hand.

During dinner you laughed and talked a lot, Keeley shared funny stories about work, you reminisced about old times, it was a light-hearted, warm moment. But you couldn't help yourself catching glimpses of her lips from time to time, remembering the way they kissed you in your dream. Her fingers wrapped around the wine glass, reminding you how they curled inside you. You squeezed your thighs together and let out a shaky breath before you stood up abruptly, muttered a small ’excuse me’ and stormed off to the bathroom.

You splashed some water on your face before Jamie entered behind you.

“You alright, love?” he stood behind you just like he did in the morning, this time wrapping his arms around your chest, kissing your neck. You let out a shaky breath.

“Jamie, I-” you started, hesitating if you should even say anything. It was so silly. “I had a sex dream about Keeley last night.” you blurted out, squeezing your eyes shut. You felt Jamie smile into your neck.

“I know” the prick said. He said, ‘I know’. You spun around in his arm, a look of disbelief on your face.

“I’m sorry you what?” you scoffed. “I swear to God Jamie you’re such an asshole!”

“C’mon love, wait a second-” he started but you left him in the bathroom alone, your blood was boiling in your veins. You felt like you were made fun of. Mocked. By him of all people. You sighed before you went back to the kitchen, and you saw Keeley has moved to the couch.

“You want more wine?” you asked, and she nodded enthusiastically. You chuckled as you settled next to her and poured both of you some.

“Everything alright?” she asked, leaning against the back of the couch.

“Yeah, of course. All good.” You took a sip.

“You know you can tell me anything right?” she asked, but it was more of a rhetorical question. She didn’t need any answers, she knew them already. You trusted her with your whole life. She was sweet, funny, beautiful, loyal, and her eyes were looking so deep inside yours that for a second you thought the world stopped spinning before she leaned in and kissed you.

It was shy at first, unsure if the gesture was welcome. And for a second you weren’t sure either, shock paralyzed your body. But after a few seconds you set your glass down and kissed her back, planting both your hands on her face, pulling her closer. Her kiss deepened as she bit your lip before she smiled. Her hand wandered to your waist where she dug her nails into you before she pulled away for air. She looked into your eyes before her gaze locked onto something behind you, and when you turned you saw Jamie leaned against the door frame of the living room.

Blood froze in your veins as the situation just dawned on you.

“Jamie, I-” you started, but he chuckled as Keeley shushed you and turned your head back towards her.

“C’mon babes” she mused as she caressed your face with her thumb. “He was bit of a prick, wasn’t he?” She looked at Jamie who still didn’t move from the door frame, but she didn’t let you to turn around. She moved closer to you to trace her lips against your neck and ear. “Doesn’t he deserve to watch his mad fit girl get kissed by someone else?” She purred; her eyes locked on Jamie’s. His jaw clenched as he held back a moan. Your eyes shut; you tilted your head to give better access to Keeley. This whole situation was so unreal, you just let it take you wherever.

Her lips pressed slow, wet kisses on your neck as she moved to your jawline, then your ear.

“I want you to tell me if you want me to stop, okay?” she asked. “I’ll stop any second, okay babes? Promise me.”

“I- I promise” you whispered, and you heard Jamie’s shaky sigh from the background. You weren’t really aware of what was happening around you, but Keeley nodded for Jamie to move closer, so he settled in one of the armchairs.

She pressed her lips against yours once more, this time with more pressure, more passion. Her tongue grazed against your lower lip, asking for access which you so happily granted. Her tongue was in your mouth in a second, her tongue swirling around yours, dancing in a perfect rhythm. Her hand sneaked under your t-shirt, leaving light touches on your abdomen, moving up to your breast. She quickly unclasped your bra and squeezed your breast, which caused you to moan into her mouth. The reality of the situation still hasn’t dawned on you yet, as she ran her thumb across your nipple, toying with the hard bud.

“Do you want me to stop?” she whispered.

“No, God” you stuttered, and you involuntarily bucked your hips.

“Gosh, Jamie, is she always this needy? Aren’t you giving the poor thing what she needs?” she chuckled while looking at Jamie. You couldn't help but followed her gaze to your boyfriend, who just sat there, pupils blown wide, and had a massive blush on his cheeks. You weren’t sure if you ever saw him like this before, and you felt self-conscious but bold at the same time.

Keeley turned your body towards him and knelt behind you on the couch. You felt flustered keeping eye contact with Jamie.

She took the hem of your shirt and slowly pulled it over your head before she slid the strap of your bra down your arms, exposing your chest completely. You noticed the massive tent in Jamie’s pants, and she did too. She started to slowly massage both your breasts and boy did she make a show out of it. She was squeezing and fondling them while she kissed your neck, biting down lightly. You closed your eyes and tilted your head to the side to give better access before she slowly swiped her thumb against your hard nipple.

“No touching yourself, babe” she mused and for a second you didn’t understand – your hands were gripping the couch next to you – but then you opened your eyes and saw Jamie squirming in the armchair. You moaned and you felt arousal pool in your underwear. “So greedy, isn’t he? Wants all the fun for himself” she smirked before she put her thumb in your mouth. You licked it and swirled your tongue around it before you started to suck it, making a real show out of it. Jamie’s grip tightened on the armrest as he looked at you.

“Fucking hell, love” he moaned, causing Keeley to chuckle. She pulled her finger out of your mouth before pressing it against your nipple, drawing lazy circles around it. The new sensation caused you to see stars. She took her own fingers into her mouth before she pushed them inside your pants and underwear. Your hips rolled against her fingers as you tilted your head back.

“Keeley” you whispered while slowly grinding against her fingers.

“Do you want me to stop?” she asked but you shook your head quickly.

“No, please, please-“ you whined but she silenced you with a kiss before she looked over to Jamie and invited him over, and he was more than happy to do so. In a heartbeat he was kneeling in front of you, wrapping you up in a warm embrace as he stole you from Keeley for a moment. He kissed you with so much love and adoration that you felt your heart burst with love. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him flush against you, while Keeley drew slow circles on your back, not wanting to interrupt the moment.

“Jamie, I’m sorry-“ you started, but he shushed you and shook his head. He pressed his soft lips on yours as he licked into your mouth, his tongue grazing against yours.

“I love you” he whispered before he moved his hands to your hips and started to pull your pants down. He did it slowly, leaving soft kisses at every new inch of naked skin. In the meantime, Keeley took her blouse off and you felt her half-naked breasts press against your back as she moved her hands back to where they were before. Jamie reached to touch the wet patch on your underwear before Keeley brushed his hand away and clicked her tongue.

“No touching, pretty boy. Not yet” she smiled as she pushed her fingers through your folds. You arched your back and whimpered as she moved them excruciatingly slow. “Get rid of those, will ya’?”

Jamie didn’t need another word, he hooked his finger into your underwear and started to pull down slowly, revealing your dripping cunt in front of him.

“Good boy.” Keeley’s slender fingers were slowly caressing your folds, stopping just before they touched your clit, teasing you. When Jamie got your panties off, he threw them to the side and spread your thighs. He was practically drooling at the sight in front of him, and you felt exposed as you were laid out in front of them, completely naked while they were still very much clothed. Jamie looked up at Keeley, but she just smiled.

“Do you want a taste, pretty boy? Of this?” she asked as she spread your folds with her fingers before him. You were flustered as you felt your juices drip out of your pussy at her words. This whole scene was so obscene, but it drove you mad. You loved it. Jamie didn’t answer he just nodded. “Should we let him have a taste?” Keeley whispered in your ear while she pinched your nipple. “Do you want his tongue on you?”

You heard Jamie groan and you looked into his eyes. He looked like he wanted to devour you.

“Yes, I- please Keeley, Jamie-“ you struggled to put a proper sentence together, but it was good enough. She nodded and Jamie let out a relieved sigh before he blew some air onto your clit which caused you to roll your hips and whine out as he finally kissed your cunt. He wrapped his arms around your thighs and pulled you closer into him as he devoured you, lapping at your drenched entrance before he moved to kissing and sucking your clit.

You were a moaning and whimpering mess under their touches, which they loved. Keeley was kissing you and playing with your breasts while Jamie ate you out as a man with a mission. And his only mission was to please you. He moved his finger and teased it against your entrance before he pushed it in, quickly adding another one after. His tongue never left you and you started to feel overwhelmed – all these sensations made your head spin, and you felt a knot building in your belly as you rocked your hips against Jamie’s lips faster. Your grip on the couch tightened and it was almost painful, but you needed something to keep you grounded. The room was filled with the noise of your heavy breathing, moans, and skin rubbing against each other.

“Are you having fun, babes?” Keeley whispered in your ear between two kisses. You didn’t reply just nodded furiously, which she rewarded with a chuckle. “Look at her, Jamie, isn’t she gorgeous?”

Jamie’s eyes fluttered open as he looked up at you from between your thighs, and as you locked eyes you felt your body on fire, your orgasm approaching rapidly.

“Fuck, Jamie, I’m-“ you whined, your hand moving into his hair. “Please” you breathed out and he knew exactly how close you were. He moved all his attention to your clit while curling his fingers inside you just how he knew you loved, fucking you faster. You were grasping for air as you felt all your muscles tense before releasing completely, your orgasm washed over you, white overcome your vision as your toes curled, and your walls tightened around his fingers.

He moved his lips from you, planting soft kisses on your thighs as he helped you through your orgasm.

“Fucking hell, angel” he breathed, resting for a second. Once you regained a little of your composure, you pulled him up and made him sit next to you on the couch, between you and Keeley. The tent in his pants was massive and you almost felt sorry for him, so you decided to quickly ease his pain as you pulled his pants down. Keeley didn’t intervene, she just adored the two of you. Once you got his clothes off, his erection sprung free, and you already saw a few beads of precum leaking from it. You bit your lips before you leaned down and licked the tip of his dick. He hissed as he threw his head back, he was so sensitive after all the teasing.

You swiped a long lick against him before you got him into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and slowly bobbing your head. Jamie was cursing under his breath, singing you praises.

“Fucking hell, love, so good. So good for me” he moaned as you licked and sucked his dick. You were lost in the sensation for a second before Keeley's voice snapped you out of it.

“May I?” she asked, and you looked up at her from under your lashes. Her hand was holding Jamie’s jaw, turning his head towards her. She wanted to kiss him. You didn’t remove your mouth from him, just nodded.

Keeley slowly planted her lips on Jamie’s, and he pushed himself deeper into your throat, causing tears to form in the corner of your eyes. You were so turned on you felt your body could combust into flames at any second. You couldn't help but peeked at them, and the sight was beautiful. Their kiss was passionate, all tongue and teeth while Jamie fucked your mouth. He held Keeley’s breast before he turned to you as they broke apart for air.

“Is this okay?” he started. “If not, I won’t touch her.” His eyes were honest, concerned and loving.

“I want you to make her feel good” you answered, and he moaned before you took him into your mouth again.

“I fucking love you.”

He kissed her again while he removed her bra before he took her nipple in his mouth, sucking on it harshly. Keeley threw her head back and moved her hand under your lips to wrap her fingers around Jamie where you couldn't take him anymore. You playfully licked her finger which caused her to chuckle.

Jamie grabbed your free hand and moved it to Keeley’s bare crotch. You weren’t sure if she removed her underwear when you weren’t looking or she just didn’t wear any, but it turned you on all the same.

“I want you to make her feel good” he said between heavy breaths. You moaned around his cock which caused him to twitch in your mouth. You swiped your thumb against Keeley's clit before you pushed a finger inside her. She was soaking wet. Her hand flinched at the sensation, and she spread her legs to give you better access. It was messy, you were all limbs tangled in each other, lost in the pleasure. But it also felt just right.

You quickened the pace of your finger as you felt Keeley ride you harder. Her breathing became shallow as she succumbed to the pleasure of your finger inside her and Jamie’s lips on her. With his free hand he grabbed your hair to still your movement, removing you from his dick.

“I want to fuck you first” he breathed, his chest rising and falling quickly. Your fingers never stilled inside Keeley, before she snapped, body freezing as she came all over your fingers. Jamie kissed her forehead as you helped her through her high, before pulling out your fingers. Jamie pulled you up before he kissed you and hugged you, while you held Kelley's hand.

“Was that alright?” you asked sheepishly, and as an answer she just laughed.

“Turn around” Jamie said, before he grabbed your waist and turned you to face away from him, straddling him. He sat up a bit and kissed the back of your neck. “Is this everything you dreamed of?” he mused before he kissed the sweet spot just under your ear.

“It’s more” you whispered as you felt him against your entrance. He smiled before he bit down onto your neck, and he slid inside you. The stretch was mind blowing, even after all this time.

“God, love. So good for me ain’t ya?” His head was buried against your neck as he held you against him. “So fucking tight.”

Keeley kneeled in front of you and kissed you before she started massaging your breasts again.

“You’re killing me” you moaned and rocked your hips harder against Jamie. In this position he hit your sweet spot with every thrust, driving you insane.

Keeley moved from your breast slowly to your abdomen, before she was face level with where Jamie entered you.

“Like the view?” he asked her with a smug tone, but he could barely keep it together.

“She’s so good, isn’t she?” she asked, and you felt yourself clench at the praise.

“Ah fuck, you like that don’t you angel?” His hips started to rock into you a little harder as he leaned against the back off the couch. “Such a good girl for us.” As if that wasn’t enough, Keeley dipped her head to lick your clit which caused you to flinch. She smirked before moving her head back down, this time licking both of you at the same time. Jamie’s fingers dug into your hips as he felt your pussy around him and her tongue on him at the same time.

She seemed to enjoy it just as much you did, making you squirm and whine under her tongue as she lapped at your cunt and Jamie’s dick at the same time.

“Keeley, fucking hell” he moaned, and your walls clenched around him. Your second orgasm started to build as you felt your muscles tense, ready to release at any second. “C’mon love, come with me” Jamie moaned into your ear as he bit your neck before pushing inside you harder. Keeley’s tongue circled around your clit in perfect rhythm before she sucked on it while she was caressing Jamie’s balls.

“Fuck, I can’t-“ he stuttered before his thrusts became erratic and he spilled his load inside you. The sensation pushed you over the edge and you came hard - walls crashing down as the coil snapped inside you and you came all around him. After a few sloppy thrusts Jamie pulled out of you and settled you and Keeley on the couch before he returned with some wet towels. He sat down next to you and embraced you.

The three of you were tangled on the couch, basking in the afterglow.

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pistatsia · 2 months

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I also wasn’t a fan of ness backstory but would love to hear your personal opinions on why you didn’t like it as much?

I HAVE SO FUCKING MUCH TO SAY-

T/w for excessive amount of hate and oversharing lmao

Well, in the beginning I'd like to say that I grown up in some shitty circumstances which resulted in me having some, uhhh, Ness-classical problems so I may be biased here 😭 Rather not "may" but "will". How can I continue to relate to him when he's like that. Like that's not a representation I wanted. Where's emotional deprivation? Where's emotional abuse? Where's his unsuccessful attempts to get his parents and siblings love because no, lol, no 7 yo child will just accept that he's outcast and be ok with that. He should have tried to adjust to them, he should have tried to reach them, satisfy, do at least something for them to care about him BECAUSE THAT'S HOW CHILD PSYCHE WORKS. And where else would he get this people pleasing towards Kaiser if not from the family? Kids need love for survival, it's not optional. It's a need. They can't just say "oh yes my parents and siblings are stupid I'm going to be alone from now on!".

Okay, now in the order.

First of all, we get the scene of Ness mother saying him he should cure his finger himself, even comforting him while saying that with her "chance of you dying from it is incredibly low". Bad words, bad phrasing, bad everything, it's like to say "dentist just gonna use this drill to take your rotting teeth off" to a kid but still - it's not direct scolding or hate. It's bad, but care. And like, yes?? It was quite a normal parental behavior, even if not really sensitive? You can't be near your kid all the time, they should know how to help themselves because one day you WON'T be there for them. It's a normal way of raising a kid if you don't want for him to grow up weak-willed and helpless. Bad way to approach that, but still. She even mentions that he shouldn't bother her with every LITTLE cut - she'd care for him instantly with something serious. Since we get this flashback from Ness from his following age, we can conclude that he still cherishes that memory as something which hurt him deeply and which was incredibly cruel from his mother to say, forming his personality. And that's… At least strange.

I mean, I also have a story when I cut my finger really deep as a 5 yo and my dad said smth like "go and spit on it and don't bother me" but I won't say it was turning point in our relationship lol But it was valuable in addition to all of other fucked up shit. Otherwise I wouldn't have remembered it at all.

I'm not saying that my experience is the only relevant but child's psyche, especially with some predisposing towards anxiety and personality disorders, has basically the same algorithms. Because till the transitional age child is like a clay, not having it's own form yet. He just adjusts to his family and surroundings.

Memories like that are the ones which CAN be turning points but ONLY in addition to other. They can't be, like. Definition of how your relationship were. It's one small insignificant episode.

Reaching the next scene - Ness reading his book and asking his brother and sister AGAIN about some magical something. Do I need to say that any kid would be irritated if their younger sibling will go and whine around about something you don't like, and again again and again when you have not once said that "that's nonsense I don't like"? It's a normal reaction for kids. They're not grown adults to control their each and every action understanding Ness fragile psychology.

Also, I mean- he got that fantasy book from somewhere, right? He is little kid ~6 or 7 yo, I believe there's few ways for kid to get one. Even if it was gifted by his grandparents or family's friends, or taken from the school library, it's not that his parents have teared the pages from this book. He reads it quite calmly, not hiding - and even demonstrates it to his siblings. His parents allowed him to read such books. No one was REALLY against him reading about something he liked. Not understanding, yes, being bad emotionally repressed family, yes, offending him in some way, probably not really caring, but… It's not that bad as Ness tries to show, at least from the side of his mother and siblings.

Secondly - snowman 💀. Lol, Ness, sorry but have you heard about Rin + Sae drama? About Barou and his little sisters because of which he probably has this obsessive compulsive thing with cleanliness? I love my little brother deeply, but for god's sake he was awful as a kid, the type that will put the hand in the fire and in socket just because I said "you can't do it it's dangerous". Even if we really got along despite the different attitude towards us from our parents, we still fought, and screamed, and got scandals over the laptop. It's a normal part of growing up with siblings.

Not just normal, but obligatory.

And… Ness' brother and sister actually tried to get along with him till some point, even if in their own way. They tried to make him fit into their world because somehow, but they loved him, and wanted him to be more or less happy and near them. They couldn't understand his passion for magic, they couldn't realize - but they had their parents as example, and they knew that while two of them fit into their parents world, Ness doesn't. And thus both magic book scenes and snowman one were a normal reaction from young kids - Ness irritated them, being too loud, and speaking some nonsense because of which they couldn't play and research together, all three of them. That wouldn't be a normal reaction from grown ups, but once again - they're kids. Siblings. Destined to ruin each other's things lol

Thirdly - no one with dirty hands should enter the house, go and wash them. ????? How is that even??? Maybe they'll also ask him to take his shoes off in the wardrobe? The cruelty of parents.

His mother even explains him why he should wash the hands before coming in. Like- I don't want to dig into psychology of two-frames character, but she looks incredibly emotionless and deathly tired. She has three kids and work at home for god's sake. And she STILL finds time to explain Ness how sounds and snow works, probably trying to comfort him somehow. She loves him, just as she loves her other kids - she tries to comfort him in her own way.

Should she have had three children if she didn't feel the need to take care of their every issue, including emotional? No. Does she cut down her children and husband when they offend Ness? Also no. Is it possible to understand her? Absolutely yes.

Through his dad indeed is a jerk lol but I feel that he's not really present in the family? It's usually her and Ness and his siblings. Imagine having a full ass house, in which she works full-time, three 5-9 yo one of whom is constantly injuring himself, and with two others probably fucking up their experiments and her work as well without her husband around. Like…

And the fact that Ness doesn't analyze anything at all, placing himself in a victim position not trying to understand that world doesn't revolve around him and other people don't understand him by default and act the way they think is right and good for him, is, uhhh. Note that "understand" doesn't mean "forgive". It's just about a critical view to the world.

Aaand regarding the kainess flashbacks… I can't say anything because it was just bland and stupid.

Overall I got a feeling that this was just lazy writing with cute kids fanservice so we'd be more invested in the last game with PXG. I mean, those scenes with milk, shower and oversleeping? I can imagine there any other pairing in blue lock - nagireo, bachisagi, kunigiri, etc etc etc. There's nothing special, nothing unique for us to actual feel something towards kainess. It's just a template into which familiar faces have been substituted - and totally OOC.

No toxic dynamic, especially the codependent one kainess have, works like THAT at the start. Even at the sugary period when one non-self-aware manipulator instinctively tries to bend other to himself being nice and everything. Ness behavior towards Kaiser also makes no sense - those things are ALWAYS growing from experience. From the need to please your parents, to try to track your every word, walking on a thin ice.

But Ness never shown such things in his flashbacks, never taking back from telling each and everyone about magic and him being a football player. Then where did this attitude got from? Just from loneliness? It still doesn't work like that THIS HIGH like to the level of enduring physical pain and alcohol in the face.

I low-key hope that Ness is unreliable narrator, so we actually DO NOT see the way his real relationship with Kaiser were at this time. We see only memories and impressions, and his memory saving only good from them - thus it may (PLEASE) happen that from Kaiser's POV it will be totally different.

The last thing about kainess I SOMEHOW liked (because I'm sure it wasn't intentional writing from Kaneshiro) is the way Ness reacts to Kaiser choking. Because he pays no reaction to it - and no real friend/lover would react like that for the sight of your dear person suffering. He doesn't care about Kaiser as of Kaiser - the thing I suspected from the beginning but didn't really liked because that's so predictable and dull. He doesn't even know about Kaiser's habit of choking himself. He doesn't really worry about Kaiser - he worries only about his idol, which he doesn't see a human behind. This was a fun thing to think about prior to this chapter because of the potential of angst from Kaiser's side who'd feel how this "love" is synthetic to the core, but I'm not sure I'd love to see this in the manga. But at least this would be yes, realistic, logical and painful, especially in that "Yoichi's magic" and naked king theme.

The only thing I really 100% liked without any whining from my side was that "undescribable feelings/undescribable sadness" frame because lmao 🤝🤝🤝 At least here you get it Ness. This frame is engraved in my memory.

At this point I feel that I dislike backstory not because it was necessary bad or stupid, but because I hate the thought of Ness turning out being so… Flat. So ridiculously touchy, so stubborn for no reason like a ram since a very childhood, so lacking critical thinking skills. So limited, so self-centered (which is visible even in that Kaiser choking himself scene).

Such a completely uninteresting character, predictable and causing only indifference towards himself.

#asks #alexis ness #fuck backstory #michael kaiser #kainess #blue lock analysis #blue lock #I feel lika a failure for seriously analyzing that

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nightmaremonarch · 7 months

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circus baby redesign! i redesigned every canon sister location animatronic except ennard and the little freaks (biddybabs n minirinas) so go check out my previous redesigns! feel free to use this with credit :)

if you want to see more fnaf redesigns let me know! now onto the explanationnn

Ok. So of all the redesigns. circus baby's deffo took the longest. the others each took around ~5 hours and circus baby's took. ten. mostly because of the excessive amount of detail i gave her. she's the main character! she needed way more detail!

so. anyways! i made her much more clowny! her name is circus baby, and her original design was barely a clown besides the face and the shoes!! so i upped it by a thousand, and now she's much more circus-y! she also needed a fun hat because i think the clown hat is very important and essential. for everything.

along with that she's covered in glitter! how r u gonna have a voice line of hers be "i was covered in glitter" and NOT cover her in glitter! so now? all her clothes sparkle!

out of all the funtimes i think her and funtime freddy are the largest because they both have to be proportional to their large internal systems, funtime freddy having the storage tank and circus baby having her "ice cream" machine. so for funzies and be she's so large her eyes r up really high!! cause.. nobody's gonna be viewing her from head on. so if she looks down at some kid or smthn, she looks more normal!!

like the other funtimes she still has all her original features!! i didn't know how to show an emergency stop thing though so she still has that, but it's probably. like. a button or something somewhere. also the tips of her fingers are the balloon makers !!

she also has a lot details that are really hard to see but like.. i thought they'd be fun to add!! one of those is sliver of blue in her eyes as a reference to her original eye color :)

her hair, like ballora's, is synthetic cause it adds more movement! and her most of her clothes are real. her hands, legs, and feet are rubber though.. so the gloves and socks are not real :( the ruffles on every part of her outfit were also very important and very necessary to the fnaf lore and not just be i like drawing ruffles!!

so inside her internal compartment are a supply of balloons, cake perfume (“i smelled like birthday cake”), ice cream, ice cream cones, an ice cream holder, and the scooper. to stay inside the scoopers all folded up in there like a really painful jack-in-the-box, so the internal compartment is really cramped and does not leave much room for anything else. it's kinda more a "murk on sight" thing rather than a "kill and contain" like funtime freddy because there simply isn't enough room for storing anything else.

also while i was making this i was thinking of a scrap baby design to maybe create in the future, but im probably not going to 😭😭 but. Scrap babies hair would be yarn and her face would be paper plates or something cause she raided a craft store. Idk where she got the roller skates but in this au scrap baby robbed a craft store.

Anywho! that's all for the sister location redesigns!! if anyone has any questions or wants to see other characters in this au Imk!! i love requests and i will answer the questions to the best of my ability!!

#nmonarch art #nmonarch theory #nmonarch redesigns #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf fanart #fnaf sister location #sister location #fnaf sl #sister location fanart #circus baby #circus baby fanart #circus baby fnaf #fnaf au #fnaf redesign #fanart

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hina-hina · 1 year

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can you please do a gaz imagine, about literally anything please

i swear he never gets enough appreciation 😭😔

Hello friend!! I agree with you completely, I love Gaz sm and there just isn't enough content for him! Thank you for requesting, I hope you enjoy!! ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

Sorry this one is so short!!!

→ COD Masterlist

|| Gaz General Headcanons ||

Tags: General headcanons, fluff, short, domestic fluff, established relationship

Warnings: None

Gender-Neutral!Reader // Romantic

Gaz is on the younger side of the 141 boys, so I feel like he would be the most flirty (close second is Soap)

Big gentleman energy

He insists on opening the doors for you and making you wait so he can come and help you out of the car

He is also this type of boyfriend:

The type of boyfriend who likes to buy you things, especially after an argument

Will sulk all day if you don't return his texts

He doesn't mind PDA as long as it isn't excessive, loves holding hands or having an arm around you

Loves cooking with you

He's a big cuddler, has to know your with him to sleep some nights

He likes taking you on dates and going out to dinner

Likes to tease and make jokes but knows when to be serious

Feels so bad whenever he leaves you to go on missions

Will just stand at the door hugging you as you remind him that he has to leave and he's like "Just 5 more minutes"

He loves when you send him hand-written letters even though texting or video calling is easier

Don't get me wrong though, he loves video calling too, but he loves the time you put into these letters

He loves spending time with you on video calls

Would stay on for hours if Price didn't come and make him hang up

Except for the times, after a particularly long mission, he would turn a blind eye

Likes going on walks with you in the morning

He is a dog person in my opinion, but he also likes cats too

Loves animals but never got one because he felt bad leaving it for long periods of time

So when you guys got together and decided to get a dog, or if you already had one when the two of you got together, he was ecstatic

Will asks for cute pictures of you with them and show the two of you off

As I said before, he likes going out but he doesn't mind staying in if that's more your speed

He could use some time to relax after being gone anyway

He is used to waking up early, so he likes to wake up and make you a coffee/tea/whatever drink you have in the morning

He would also make you breakfast, but he only knows how to make simple stuff

He also really likes when you cook for him because he gets tired of MREs after a while

Likes when you playfully pull his hat off to put on your own head

Even if he pretends to be annoyed

He likes spending time with you in anyway he can, he is usually content to do whatever you want to

Thanks for reading!!

⇣Taglist⇣ @scarlettproof @unabashednightmarepizza @kk00789 @cl0udii-m00n @polar2oidsworld @meepsters-world @uwu-i-purple-you @punziesworld

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8-rae-rae-8 · 3 months

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no no no you got me thinking about how the boys’ neurodivergence manifests in their regression. take more rambles with dyslexia induced spelling errors <3

for clarities sake (i am right about all of these btw because i have a PhD in itty 141 /hj): ghost is autistic, soap has adhd, and gaz has ocd & autism

👻} ghost is sensory avoidant. any wool textures or just anything Not Perfectly Smooth is a no-go. he loves smoothing his plushie’s fur out to make sure it’s nice and smooth!

a big fan of toys and games where sorting is the goal. those boxes where you have to put the shapes in the right hole, stacking blocks, and simple jigsaw puzzles (when he’s feeling bigger). sometimes price will let him sort the pens and whatnot on his desk while he’s working :)

🧢} routine, routine, routine. he really needs structure—dinner at 5:30, bedtime at 8, etc. or he gets super overwhelmed.

takes meds for his intrusive thoughts & compulsions. unfortunately, tiny kyle has a lot of pill anxiety (“what if i choke on it,” leading to him avoiding it and disrupting his routine + getting upset). price is always there to hold his hand and remind him of all the times he was able to take his medicine and it turned out just fine. if anything happens, price is there to pat his little otter’s back [:

🧼} hyperactive poster-child (same).

growing up, soap had focus issues in school until he started sports and was able to get some of the excess energy out. still, his teachers constantly told him how smart he was, that he just needed to apply himself more.

once in the SAS, his brain going 100 mph is actual helpful. his smartness can actually pay off when he’s constantly thinking on his feet in life or death situations.

when he’s small? there’s no battlefield for that energy to be used in. when johnny is regressed, he is on the MOVE. toys are left out, breakfast isn’t finished, and movies are never finished. some days, it’s the complete opposite—soap just can’t seem to do much of anything at all. the boredom crawls up in his chest and wraps around his throat like barbed wire. he’s stuck on the couch, if he could just get up and do something—

price has learned how to help his little bubble by now. between handheld sensory toys, a routine with warnings for activity transitions, and some wind down time, he helps johnny one step at a time.

-🧪

I love that that's so accurate ?!?!?!

They all make so much sense to me 😭

I love them so much :((

"little bubble" BY THE WAY IS SO CUTE?!!(!&(!&8

#🧪#cod agere #call of duty #cod

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minsungchronology · 5 months

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Hey, I like your general approach of compiling raw footage from year to year rather than all of the slow motion and excessive commentary im used to seeing in ship videos. Since you believe they’re more than platonic, what are your general opinions of shipping and analysis surrounding it?

I'm not someone who normally entertains shipping theories and the culture surrounding it. I've seen enough analysis videos in my lifetime from different kpop groups I've followed over the years not to. 😭

I think there's a problem with people microanalyzing every pixel of body language and mistaking normal platonic behavior for something romantic in the context of these groups (They all live on top of each other in dorms that are usually too small for them, they're thrust into a cutthroat/stressful environment away from their families at a young age. They go through a bunch of different (sometimes traumatic) hurdles that might bring them close together, that we wouldn't see in ordinary work environments. Thus, the lack of boundaries and skinship that we see between them. I like how open SKZ is when it comes to this. I feel like it normalizes that type of behavior more.) Then, there’s instances of overt fanservice that some shippers will misinterpret as something more (i.e: Han awkwardly pinching LK’s cheek during the 5 star fanmeet this year lmfao). And then there’s people taking advantage of the (Korean/English) language barrier to make the words of their ship involved sound a certain way. But this is what I mean. Watch this video and you’ll see how weird shipping analysis videos look:

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Which I why I think it’s best to watch original content/footage from beginning to end rather than videos that might take things out of context.

The reason why I entertain Minsung as beyond platonic is a series of consistent moments (since 2022) and bits of their behavior in previous years that cannot be explained away with any of the above.

#minsung

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faafi · 4 months

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Can you rank your favorite Loonatics from your least favorite Loonatics? Mine is like this:

1. Rev Runner(There's nothing sweeter than him)

2. Tech E Coyote (Too cool and shy for me)

3. Danger Duck (A little rude but funny)

4. Slam Tasmanian(No one mentions this furball. It's sad😭)

5.Lexi Bunny(She's cool, but I don't like her that much.)

6.Ace Bunny(I hate him. He's steals others' screen time, mostly)

By the way who is your favorite villian in Loonatics?

If you will answer it I will thank you😊.

Yes I can!

(this is a LONG post, so be warned lol)

IN MY OPINION, here is my ranking of the Loonatics:

1 — Rev Runner

Rev being first is for obvious reasons. He's SUCH a kind and generous person!!!!!!!!! How can you NOT like him!!!!!!

I will say that Rob Paulsen did an AMAZING job at voicing Rev. I don't think that I would have connected so strongly with Rev without Rob Paulsen's wonderful voice acting.

Moreover, everyone's voice acting is remarkable!

My ONLY complaint about Rev was that we didn't get enough of him. I still wish that we saw more of Rev on screen. Rev was mistreated SO MUCH in terms of screen time. It's so unfair. I swear, in some episodes, Rev is barely on screen for more than 2 minutes. :(

REV MY BELOVED

I don't have much else to say about Rev at the moment.

Who knows? Maybe I'll make an appreciation post all about Rev.

Maybe one day...

2 — Tech E. Coyote

Tech is definitely one of the most popular Loonatics, and it isn't only because of his appearance (although his appearance does contribute a lot). Tech is that perfect blend of nerdy and cool for my enjoyment.

I especially enjoy the fan interpretations of Tech. The fanfics that I've read show Tech's softer side a lot more. I wish that we saw more of Tech's emotional side in the show.

Tech isn't shown to be too emotional, at least on screen.

I do recall that Tech has some emotional attachment to his technology, most notably in Weathering Heights and The Menace of Mastermind.

However, other than these moments, Tech tends to be the most emotionally distant member of the entire team.

I wish that we saw more of Tech's emotional side in canon. I am very glad that Tech and Rev are more vulnerable with each other in the fanfiction. It's incredibly refreshing to see. I especially like the headcanon that Tech is autistic. It adds a lot to Tech's characterization where it shows Tech's meeker side. Besides, I already self-project onto Tech and Rev a ton. So I declare that Tech is autistic!!! LOL. :3

I will admit that Tech was often used as a plot device by the writers. Typically, I would be fine with powerful characters.

However, there are some moments where Tech is excessively powerful, and none of it is acknowledged in the episode.

For instance, in Sypher, Tech just recreates everybody's individual powers with suits.

What?

Honestly, I think that this idea could have worked if Tech only built one suit (*cough* REV *cough*). However, having Tech construct suits for all 6 members of the team seems very unlikely, even for his intellect.

In the same episode, the fight scene lasts a fourth of the episode.

During the fight scene, the Loonatics only defeat Sypher because Duck throws one egg.

WHAT?

I don't think that Tech making suits that recreates everybody's powers was necessary in this episode. Maybe I'm just overthinking this part of the episode. I just think that Sypher could have ended in a better way.

Tech is incredibly overpowered in other episodes of Loonatics Unleashed, too.

This can be seen in the first episode: Loonatics on Ice. Here, Tech is able to command a set of flying motorbikes from a remote AND make a flying boat.

WHAT??

In the same episode, Tech's lasers fail to melt the iceberg AND the jetpacks malfunction.

WHAT???

And none of this is acknowledged whatsoever.

WHAT?????

I think that at certain points of the show, Tech's power could have been better implemented. Thankfully, Tech's abilities are more balanced in other episodes.

(I apologize for bringing up the first episode so often in these asks. Loonatics on Ice is one of the weakest episodes of season 1, and it's a shame that this show began so poorly. If the first episode of Loonatics Unleashed was stronger, then I think that the public perception of this show would be way more positive. Honestly, I am tempted to write my own version of the first episode, but this isn't a priority of mine.)

With all of this said, I think that Tech's positive traits outweigh his negative ones.

As an aside, Tech IS Rev's boyfriend (and this fandom's collective boyfriend lol).

EVERYONE knows it...except for Tech and Rev!

Hahaha.

I know that I am ranking my favorites between individual characters, but I think that Rev brings out the best traits of Tech.

I think that these two complement each other's positive traits so well that it is a wonder to witness (both in canon and in fanfics).

Also, I just got confirmation from EVERYONE who worked on Loonatics Unleashed that Tech and Rev began dating after season 2 and are married and are madly in love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(THIS IS A JOKE; I AM JUST FEEDING MY TECHREV DELUSIONS; THE CLOSET IS MADE OUT OF GLASS; REV AND TECH ARE IN LOVE; NO ONE CAN CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE)

As a final point, just look at him. Cuteness overload. 2nd fav.

Enough said.

3 — Danger Duck

Danger Duck is a very interesting character to discuss.

I LOVE his power. It's quirky and it fits him perfectly.

His voice fits him perfectly, too. Jason Marsden was the perfect fit for Danger Duck. His voice accentuates Duck's personality so well.

Duck was present in a lot of episodes. And if he wasn't the focus of certain episodes, he at least had something to say. For wanting Rev to shut up so often, Duck was one of the team members who talked the most.

I think that Duck was one of the funniest characters on the show. In nearly every episode, Duck makes most of the jokes.

However, this comes at a fault.

At times, I think that Duck's positive character traits were weakened in favor of prioritizing comedy. And I think that that is a shame.

In my mind, I think that Duck doesn't want to intentionally hurt others. And so I don't like it when Duck makes comments that intentionally put others in physical danger.

For instance, I think that the weakest episode that features Duck is It Came From Outer Space.

Yes, I know that I've said that this is one of my favorite episodes of the show, but I can still critique things that I like.

In the scene above, Duck says a few lines to Ace about the "positives" of letting Melvin abduct Lexi. Later on, Duck makes comments about abandoning Lexi and dividing up her stuff. These parts are the worst parts of the whole episode, for these scenes weaken the previous interactions between Lexi and Duck.

I mean, Lexi and Duck go to New Chinatown together in the fifth episode of season 1!

Lexi and Duck care for each other.

Or at least, it is out of character for Duck to want Lexi to give herself up to Melvin without a second thought.

I think that it is fine to characterize Duck as callous sometimes.

I think that it's also fine for Duck to not be very smart either.

However, that doesn't mean that Duck wants to endanger others.

I keep ragging on Duck in It Comes From Outer Space because there are much better Duck-related episodes.

For instance, I love Cape Duck. This episode shows the more callous side of Duck's personality while still staying consistent with his earlier portrayals. Here, Duck does a press conference after claiming to have caught the Stomper.

I think that this scene works so well for two reasons:

First, Duck is clearly playing up his accomplishments. After all, he accepted the credit for capturing the Stomper, and so, he is using this opportunity to boost his social credit. Duck isn't maliciously targeting or endangering the other Loonatics here.

Second, the entire team can react to Duck's comments. In the scene right after the press conference, the entire team confronts Duck about what he says.

I want to analyze this entire portion of the episode since I have more to say about it; this section is already becoming lengthy...

My point is that Duck's portrayal in Cape Duck is much better than in episodes like It Comes From Outer Space. When Duck is written well, he is one of the most charming characters. However, when he isn't, he becomes one of the more grating characters to watch.

I really enjoy Duck's interactions with the others. I like the banter between Duck and Ace. They seem to have the strongest relationship besides Tech and Rev, and they genuinely seem to care for each other.

I don't know where else to put this, but here it goes:

Personally, I headcanon Duck as having NPD (narcissistic personality disorder). I think that his backstory as an orphan contributed to an unstable childhood environment. And I think that Duck didn't receive proper emotional support as a child.

I definitely don't think that the writers intended Duck to have NPD. Danger Duck is similar to Daffy Duck in this sense. I also headcanon Daffy Duck as having narcissistic personality disorder (especially in The Looney Tunes Show). It is heavily implied that Daffy Duck has some form of childhood trauma (Daffy doesn't remember anything about his childhood before the age of 15, his only clear childhood memories involve him and his grandmother). And it is quite easy to see how Daffy would have NPD (most notably in "To Bowl or Not To Bowl").

With that said, I would definitely like it if fanfic authors explored Duck's character more. Oftentimes, Duck is relegated to a comic relief in the fics that I've read. I would really enjoy it if more authors explored the possibility of Duck's NPD. And even if Duck isn't characterized with NPD in particular, I would still like to read more experimentation featuring this mallard.

As a final point...

LOOK AT HIM!!!

SILLINESS OVERLOAD

4 — Lexi Bunny

I enjoy Lexi.

Honestly, when looking for screenshots of each individual character, I found it difficult to find a shot where Lexi was the only character in frame. I think that this says a lot about her character.

Lexi works very well in the presence of other characters. In most shots, Lexi is standing besides someone else. She tends to ask a lot of questions, and Ace or Tech tends to answer them.

I think that there are a few faults in her character. Most of these faults relate to Lexi being too archetypal. After all, Lexi was the only woman on a superhero team in a 2000's cartoon. There were a few moments where the writers relied too much on this archetype.

Typically, Lexi is the only character who makes comments about beauty.

I also noticed that Lexi was crushing on this one mountain climber in The Hunter.

Thankfully, Lexi's crushes/love interests didn't become a pattern or a running gag (thank goodness).

Lexi's character could have been WAY worse, so I am glad that her character managed to stay enjoyable in retrospective.

As a final point, I really like it when Lexi and Duck work together. I have noticed that Duck and Lexi are paired up a lot, and they are really fun together. I even like their smaller interactions.

For example, in Going Underground, Duck says "You tell him, sister."

(shown below)

I think that this scene is SO cute.

I wish that the canon explored more of Duck's encouraging side, especially towards Lexi. It would have been interesting to see.

Overall, I enjoyed Lexi's interactions, particularly with Duck as her foil. She's fun to watch.

5 — Ace Bunny

I am not an avid Ace fan. Generally, I enjoy his character, but at times, his screen time eats up the screen time of the others (most notably from Rev and Slam).

I do like the fact that Ace is competent at his role as leader.

At times, I really enjoyed Ace's implementation in certain episodes. Honestly, season 2 uses Ace a lot better compared to season 1. For instance in Cape Duck, Ace is the person who discovers that there were "two" Stompers (the actual Stomper and his mother disguised as the Stomper). To me, this reveal was really well done in this episode, and it shows Ace's strong perception skills.

I wish that we saw more of this part of Ace's character in the first season. Of the entire team, Ace improved the most from season 1 to season 2.

However, other than this part of his character, Ace isn't a particularly favorite character of mine.

I especially don't like how Ace treats Rev. It's really inconsistent. Sometimes, Ace is happy around Rev. For instance, at the beginning of Sypher, only he and Rev went to the game.

However, at other times, he is incredibly condescending to Rev.

I wish that Ace and Rev's relationship was more consistent. It would have been really cool to see their friendship more in season 2.

As a final note, I still am mad at Ace in the episode The Heir Up There.

HOW COULD YOU, ACE???

Lexi and Slam would NEVER.

6 — Slam Tasmanian

Slam was treated poorly in terms of writing.

The only real thing that stands out for his character is that he is strong and was a wrestler before the meteor crashed. Oh, and that he eats a lot. That's his only joke.

That's really all that the canon shows of him. This is a shame.

I like how the fandom has taken to Slam's potential softer qualities.

In canon, I don't have a particular fondness to Slam. I think he's cool.

I just wished that he had more defined relationships with the rest of the team. This is especially a shame when Rev is not on screen, even in episodes that I like!

For instance, in Cape Duck (shown below), Rev is barely on screen; meanwhile, Slam just stands on screen and does nothing.

Why is Slam on screen if he is not going to talk???

In general, Slam only really talks when he is prompted by Ace.

His character deserves more justice.

Also, my favorite villain is...

Ralph Runner!!!!!

(Okay, I am half-joking here. Although I don't think that Ralph Runner is truly a villain, I do think that The Family Business is such a compelling episode because of Ralph Runner's character. After all, the audience only sees a portion of Rev's home life.)

My favorite traditional villain is either Melvin the Martian or Mastermind. I've already explained in further depth in another ask. The short answer is that both villains required the team to work together instead of solely relying on Tech's weaponry or the Loonatics' powers. Also, their designs are cool.

Thanks for the question(s)!

#loonatics unleashed #rev runner #tech e coyote #ace bunny #lexi bunny #slam tasmanian #danger duck #ask

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 1 year

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Cooking by the Book

Part 1 (ft. Riddle and Silver) I Part 2 (ft. Trey and Kalim) I Part 3 (ft. Jade and Lilia) I Part 4 (ft. Deuce and Jamil) I Part 5 (ft. Ruggie and Malleus) I Part 6 (ft. Cater and Rook)

In which Gordon Ramsay-kun is isekai’d into Twisted Wonderland. Part Food Wars, part Hell’s Kitchen, all Master Chef—Night Raven College isn’t ready to take on this Michelin Star celebrity!!

You’ve got to do the cooking by the book! ... But with Floyd and Sebek, that’s an impossible task. Between noodle sourcing squabbles and differences in their approach, how can GR ever rein these two loose cannons in?

dbjsbskdne I was so excited to write this because I love both Sebek and Floyd 😌 They make for a fun dynamic, especially when mixed in with GR~

I was busy around the initial release of this event months ago, so I’m releasing this SUPER late (but it all ends up working out, since a character cameoing in this fic is one of the new Master Chef units for May 2023). I’ll get the Idia and Ace with GR one out in a week or two 😭 Please bear with me!!

Imagine this…

If teaching the Master Chef course at NRC had taught Gordon Ramsay one thing, it was this: the kitchen was an active battle zone, and weapons of mass destruction laid in wait around every corner. It was all open flames and pointed tools... but the most dangerous thing of all to his health and his sanity?

The students.

He had dealt with his fair share of arrogant, ill-tempered chefs. Professionals who thought themselves too good to take advice, newbies who believed they were better than they actually were.

The NRC boys were a whole new ordeal altogether, Gordon realized.

“IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!”

A bloodcurdling shriek resounded in Ignihyde’s halls. It bounced off the cold polished floors and the metal beams and wires that stitched everything together.

At once, Gordon snapped to attention, pushing himself away from the wall and rushing to the scream’s source. The door snagged, refusing to open--he cursed loudly, slamming his palms against it and roaring, “WHAT’S GOIN’ ON IN THERE?!”

Behind the door, the wailing escalated. There was crashing, screeching, sobbing, begging. His worries ramped up, his pounding, harder and more frantic.

“I THOUGHT I COULD LEAVE YOU TWO UNDERSUPERVISED FOR ONE BLOODY SECOND!!”

Gordon’s palms were raw now, crying out in protest--and, for a wild moment, he considered ramming his entire body against the door. Just as he was preparing to throw himself at it—

Click.

Like magic, the door suddenly swung open. Sebek’s proud face appeared, wearing a smug, triumphant expression. Not good, Gordon thought.

“Rejoice, human!!, Sebek thundered happily. “The merman and I have successfully liberated Ignihyde of its excess of flash fried noodles!! We shall have plenty to use for our cooking lessons!!”

“You did WHAT?!”

“Hmph! Witness our bountiful spoils for yourself!!”

Gordon lifted his head and stared past Sebek.

In the back of the room, Floyd was squatting by Idia’s closet, packet of instant ramen in hand. Boxes and boxes of noodles—rummaged from the deepest recesses of Idia’s mancave—laid in haphazard stacks beside him, teetering precariously atop one another.

Ignihyde’s dorm leader sprawled on the floor, humbly prostrating himself between tears.

“Oi, Firefly Squid-senpai,” Floyd said lazily, using the butt of his frying pan to poke Idia on the head. “This all you got? You’d better tell the truth or else Crocodile-chan and I will squeeze you senseless~”

“Y-Yes, yes, that’s everything!!” Idia squeaked as he cowered in terror. “Y-You’ve already cleaned me out of house and home...!! J-Just take the noodles and leave this nerd alone!!”

“Hmmm...” Floyd laid his frying pan on his shoulder and contemplated. “’Kay! I don’t feel like haulin’ more stuff back to the kitchen anyway.”

“The FUCK is happening here?!”

All eyes landed on Gordon as he stormed in looking none too pleased. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his entire face creased with rage.

A mistake made on his part; he should have known—the students of Night Raven College were the most dangerous aspect in all of cooking.

It had been a sly suggestion from Floyd that started this whole mess. “I heard from a little octopus that Ignihyde’s loaded with noodles. We should go there to pick some up.”

And so Sebek and Floyd had been allowed to go off to collect the ingredients. When they didn’t return in a timely manner, Gordon’s suspicions had set in and he went to Ignihyde himself to investigate—only to stumble upon that shocking scene.

He left fuming, dragging his problem children of the day with him (Floyd) flailing and (Sebek) protesting.

“I said you could get ingredients, I didn’t say you should rob the man blind!!” Gordon grunted, shoving them both through the kitchen doors. “Right, we’ll make noodles by scratch then. Hope you boys remember what you’ve been taught.”

“What? But I don’t feel like it.”

“You should’ve thought of that before you pissed on my mood. To your stations,” their instructor barked, “now!!”

“Maaan... This sucks.”

They reluctantly slunk off, fetching flour, salt, and eggs along the way. Just as Sebek popped open a jar of white granules, Gordon shouted, “Make sure it’s not sugar this time, Zigvolt!!”

Sebek’s cheeks flamed. He shot a fierce glare back, bellowing, “I KNOW THAT!! I don’t need to be told twice! I’ve been expanded my culinary repertoire considerably since the start of this semester!!”

Floyd’s eyes shifted to Sebek’s station. A nasty plot bubbled to the surface of his mind, encouraged by the volatility of his junior’s attitude.

“Ehhh, you sure got guts snapping back to the teach, freshie,” Floyd grinned crookedly as he leaned forward at his counter. “How about you talk big when you can actually own up to it? At least I can cook without a recipe. You’ve been making little mistakes even with a recipe.”

“WHAT!! The only reason we’re even IN this predicament is due to YOUR lapse in judgment!! You INSISTED it would be more cost effective and time efficient to procure noodles in bulk from Ignihyde!”

“You’re the one that went along with me. If you were really smart, you’d have stopped us.”

“Grk…!!”

“Alright, alright, that’s enough out of the both of you!!” Gordon interrupted. “Focus on your pastas instead of stirring the pot here.”

“Tch!! I’ll show him!!” Sebek gruffly tore into a bag of flour at his table. A cloud of fine white powder filled the air, sending him into a coughing fit.

Floyd snickered—he had already shifted his own flour and salt together, forming a well in which he had cracked an egg.

Gordon raised a brow. “… Well? Get on with it then.”

The merman’s lackadaisical smile turned sharp-toothed at the suggestion. “If you say so.”

Without hesitation, Floyd stuck his entire hand into his mound of ingredients, fingers clenching around egg and flower. The yolk burst, viscous yellow coating his hand and flour flying in all directions. A stray speck flew across the aisle and hit Sebek’s forehead.

A low grow came from his throat.

Gordon scowled at Floyd. “That’s not an acceptable mixing technique.”

“That’s right!” Sebek called haughtily. “You should know better!! You’re meant to break the yolk with a fork, then steadily incorporate it into the...”

A fistful of flour suddenly exploded across Sebek’s vision. He jerked back, now boasting a flour-covered face, appalled and mouth hanging agape.

Across the way, Floyd unabashedly smirked. He waggled his yolky fingers at his classmate, incriminating himself. “Oops, my hand slipped.”

“YOU VILE KNAVE!! THIS INJUSTICE WILL NOT GO UNPUNISHED!!” Sebek shoved a hand into his own bag of flour for a counterattack. He raised his arm, and Floyd cackled, knowing his target had taken the bait.

Gordon instantly clued in on his intentions.

This was it: Floyd’s escape from the order to make noodles, to do something more fun.

“TIME OUT!!” The chef abruptly stepped between his students, forming a physical barrier between the two--but alas, too late.

The declaration of war had been made.

There was a battle cry, and then flour flying at him. Gordon fell back, grasping at his face. The world blurred into a white mess, filled with the clanging of pots and pans and erratic shouting.

“Where are you?!” Sebek demanded between coughs (most likely preparing another projectile). “COME AND FACE ME, YOU FISHY COWARD!!”

Shuffling came from within the flour haze, metal and wooden implements rolled or tossed to the floor to attract Sebek’s attention. Wherever Floyd was in the kitchen, he was a master at avoiding detection.

All the while, Gordon swatted at the air and bellowed, “Stand down, get back to work. ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME, YOU FUCKING DONKEYS?!”

The startled cries of the cafeteria ghost chefs started filtering in.

“G-Goodness, what’s happened here?!”

Gordon lurched out of the kitchen, clinging to the doorframe to keep himself upright. He spat up a breath, then dragged a hand over his face to wipe it clean of flour. The man looked simultaneously infuriated and exhausted, the lines on his face seemingly more prominent than they had been before.

“Mr. Ramsay!! Are you alright?! What’s become of the kitchen and the students?!” one of the ghost chefs asked worriedly.

“The students,” Gordon said wearily. “That’s what happened.”

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Number 5 was this: 🤒🛌🥵🛀😵‍💫🤢🤮😭🆘

CW: fever, sickness, multiple caretakers, body horror elements, vampire whump, loss of control, emeto, fear.

Word Count: 3,000+

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🤒🛌

Felix patted his jacket pocket, satisfied that his keys were tucked in there. He glimpsed his reflection in the hallway mirror; his two stubby pigtails poked out from underneath his woolly hat, and he had his scarf pulled up to his top lip in anticipation for the outdoors. It hadn’t dropped below 12 degrees Celsius all month, but Felix and his bad immune system were taking no risks. He needed to be in a good condition to take care of Elliott.

Elli, he thought, grimacing as he glanced towards the front door. He needed to get going, but... He turned and trotted back up the stairs to the first floor.

He passed Shayne’s door first; he wondered if he should have asked his cousin to come and help him today, since Elliott was indisposed, but Ryan seemed to be subtly cracking down on how much time Shayne was spending outside of the townhouse lately.

Which meant that even more outside-world errands rested solely on Felix’s shoulders today.

He opened the door to his and Elliott’s bedroom and shuffled inside.

He had only left him twenty minutes ago, but it still wrung Felix’s heart to see his poor darling sprawled stiffly on the bed, eyes squeezed shut as though it pained him to keep them closed, but would pain him more to open them. The duvet was folded and put on top of the dresser, since Felix couldn’t bear seeing it kicked into a tangled mess on the bedroom floor. Nobody had needed to take Elliott’s temperature to know that he was burning up; Felix was convinced he could feel his partner’s body heat in the very air in the bedroom.

“He-ey,” Felix whispered as he tiptoed closer to the bed.

A curt grunt was his only response.

“Can I do anything at all for you before I leave?”

Elliott nodded without opening his eyes or releasing any of the tension in his face. His voice was strained, as though he were carrying something heavy and struggling to keep his muscles from ripping. “Could you let in a little light?”

Felix wrung his hands, but still paced his way over to the window. “Are you certain you’re a vampire?”

A half-hearted grunt came from the bed.

“It won’t aggravate the nausea?” Felix asked as he took the curtains in his hands.

“No nausea right now. Just the damn fever.” Elliott heaved each word out as though it winded him just to talk, so Felix didn’t prod him for any more information. He made a gap in the curtains, just a couple of inches wide, so that the morning glare created a strip of light through the room. At its furthest point, it almost reached the bedroom door, and it drew a line over Elliott’s ankles along the way.

As he approached the bed again, Felix smiled to see that the frown on Elliott’s face had softened just slightly. In fact, he found himself being studied up and down, the dimples in Elliott’s cheeks appearing.

“You look very cozy.”

Felix smiled, tucking his chin a little deeper into his scarf.

“Could I trouble you for a kiss?”

“Of course, darling.” Felix found himself slipping into a whisper again; Elliott hadn’t looked quite so peaceful in a long time, and it felt like something that might shatter if he wasn’t careful.

“Come.” The command was as delicate as a rose petal touching water, and Elliott’s dimples pressed harder into his cheeks as Felix leaned over him.

Between the bristles of Elliott’s untamed beard and mustache, his lips were startling warm against Felix’s, as though he’d just had hot stones pressed against them. The strangest thing was that these recent fevers didn’t seem to make Elliott sweat excessively; Ryan had tried to explain that throughout all of the biological changes happening within Elliott’s body, no external waste was being generated, or something along those lines.

“Go,” Elliott sighed once the kiss ended. And, with an air of wistfulness, “Go, and be useful.”

“Oh, you are so useful, darling,” Felix whispered, dropping one last kiss on Elliott’s lips. As he slid from the bed, Felix let his fingers trace Elliott’s exposed waist and drift along the ridges of his hipbones, the suggestiveness of the touch only slightly diminished by the fact that his hands were in gloves. “If you rest up, I’ll make... excellent use of you when I return home.”

“Hmm,” was all that Elliott said in response, but the way he narrowed his eyes and pulled his lower lip inward was enough.

“See you in a tad,” Felix said softly, turning to leave before he became too distracted to complete his tasks.

“Bye, gorgeous.”

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🥵🛀

Felix gasped when he stepped back into the bedroom that afternoon, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of the empty bed. The duvet was still folded and put aside, but the top sheet was rumbled and the pillows seemed to have been rearranged.

“Fee.”

His name being spoken through the left-side wall made him jump and almost drop his cinnamon tea latte. He skittered over to the bathroom door and pulled it open, expecting to be hit with a wave of steam that never came.

“Hi, gorgeous.” The back of Elliott’s head faced the door, and the rest of him was stretched out inside a bath full of water. Literally – full. If Elliott had moved his arms or legs at all, he would have sent a wave over the side of the bath and onto the tiled floor.

“You knew it was me.”

“Full vamp hearing is kicking in,” Elliott sighed, slowly turning his head. He looked exhausted, his yellow irises devoid of their amber light, eyelids sluggishly low, beard still untamed. He met Felix’s gaze for just a few seconds before looking pointedly at the cup in his hand. “I could hear you sipping away at that thing from the driveway.”

Felix blushed and propped his latte beside their toothbrushes so he wouldn’t be tempted to inflict any more slurping on his partner’s senses.

“You decided to take a bath?”

Elliott nodded. “Stupid fever wouldn’t let up.”

Felix dipped a pinkie finger into the bathwater and yanked it back, shaking it dry. “Gosh, that’s nippy, darling.”

“That would be the point.”

Felix considered that for a moment, wishing he still had his warm cup in his hands. “Well, has it helped?”

Elliott raised his eyebrows, blinking slowly. “You tell me.”

Felix smiled and crouched next to the bath, knees almost touching the ceramic, and pressed the back of his hand to Elliott’s forehead. Next, he leaned in and kissed that exact same spot. “I would say you’ve regressed from fresh McDonald’s apple pie filling to... a slice of toast still just hot enough to melt butter onto.”

Elliott let out a soft, sputtering laugh, wincing just a bit. “I don’t know what other kind of answer I could have expected from you, but somehow, it wasn’t that.”

“You feel a little cooler,” Felix conceded.

“No, no. Don’t you dare dumb it down for me.” Elliott’s voice was still sitting at a lower register, his expressions and movements slowed.

His gaze drifted towards Felix’s lips, which prompted the smaller boy to lean in. The kiss was neither hot nor cold now, but soft and safe and familiar and him.

As he pulled away, though, Felix’s heart sank with the feeling that Elliott had wanted the kiss to last longer than Felix had intended. He remembered the teasing banter he’d initiated earlier, and his guilt

“Darling, since Shayne’s on lockdown, and... since you seem to be feeling stronger, I feel I should go and visit my mother. But I can stay if you –”

Elliott’s head lurched to the side in confusion, his eyes narrowing to a squint, as though he were trying to decide if he’d forgotten something or not. “What – what do you mean, lockdown? What did he do?”

“I don’t think he's done anything, I’ve just... I’ve been noticing Ryan acting strangely when it comes to him leaving the house...” Felix shook his head, all at once realising how silly it sounded. “I’m sure that it’s nothing. Perhaps he’s just been feeling unwell. Regardless, it has been a while since I saw my mother, so...”

Elliot nodded. “Of course. You should go.”

“I’ll be a few hours at most. Would you like a hand getting out of the bath?”

“Nah.” Elliott shut his eyes and rested the back of his head against the wall. His feet were firmly placed against the opposite side of the bath; at least Felix could rest assured that he wasn’t in danger of slipping under the water. “I’m going to sit here a while longer.”

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😵💫

Shayne wasn’t sure why he had started taking so many naps. He wasn’t particularly tired; how could he be, since all he seemed to do was sleep? Some small part of him knew that this probably wasn’t good, but he had a firm list of things he hated, and introspection was one of them, so he tried not to think too much about it.

He tried, instead, to figure out why he’d woken up as he did, feeling jumpy and paranoid. He had a faint memory of hearing a thump in his sleep; had that been a dream, or in real life?

Sharing a wall with Elliott and Felix was like living in a very weird version of Hell at times, so he was reluctant to go investigating. Then again, the two of them always kept an ear out in case he ever needed anything, so it’d be kind of shitty if he didn’t at least attempt to do the same. So he pulled himself out of bed and went to the next door down the hall. He grew self-conscious at the last second that he was wearing an oversized hoodie of Charlie’s, and that he probably very much looked like someone who’d just woken up, but forced himself to knock anyway.

“El? Fee? Everything okay?” He waited a couple of seconds, convincing himself that the room beyond the door was empty and that the noise had been in his imagination the whole time.

And then he heard the groan, low and pained and carrying his name with it, and he pushed open the door.

At first, it looked as though Elliott had decided to just sit down in the middle of the floor in his boxers and robe. It almost looked like he was bowing his head because he was reading something out of his lap, but there was nothing there for him to read.

And besides, Elliott had a lot of bizarre sitting habits, but sitting on the floor wasn’t one of them. Elliott would rather bend his knees and hover in place than sit on a floor.

Knowing this, Shayne moved a little closer, anxiety like a horrible grip on his insides. “El?”

There was not a stir, not a sound, from Elliott besides a meagre, “Mmhmm.”

“Fuck,” Shayne whispered to himself, his voice breaking. He glanced around for any signs that Felix was nearby, but couldn’t pinpoint anything. “I, um... Should I get Ryan?”

Fucking fuck. Elliott was in a slump on the floor, and Shayne still couldn’t make a decision without wanting to check with him first. Gritting his teeth, he stood up again, deciding... deciding he would go and get Ryan –

“N-no, no, n-no.” Elliott’s hand reached out, not quite making it to Shayne’s ankle. “Don’t bother, man, sh-she... She told me this might...”

Shayne frowned and crouched again. “She told you what?”

“Told me fainting was part of it, so...” Elliott seemed to be gathering himself, raising his head to actually look at Shayne as he spoke. His palms were now braced against the floorboards, as though he were getting ready to push himself up.

“You fainted,” Shayne heard himself say redundantly.

“Just for a moment.” Elliott squeezed his eyes shut and puffed out his cheeks. “Whoo. Alright. Shit. No, no, no.” He started to swipe at Shayne’s hands as Shayne was trying to figure out how to help steady him. “I’m fine, I’m fine.”

“Yeah, you’re the fucking picture of health.”

Elliott’s face contorted with a wince as he shifted his weight. Shayne could have sworn a heavy shadow slid over Elliott’s body, there and gone in the blink of an eye.

“Shit. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Just... everything.”

“Everything?”

“Fucking god damn everything,” Elliott whispered, his voice quivering with mirth as he caught Shayne’s eye. His mouth twisted into a weak smile. “Yeah, maybe I could use a hand.”

Shayne suddenly started to question how much help he would be, considering Elliott’s weight compared to his, but Elliott didn’t seem to have any qualms about it, so he didn’t complain. He held out both hands.

As soon as Elliott tried to grab on, his flesh dissolved in front of Shayne’s eyes. It started with his hand, which flickered out of sight from the fingertips to shoulder, a swirling darkness pulling back over muscle and bone until those dissolved, too. And then, all at once, Elliott’s entire body burst into a swirling vortex of tiny, fluttering bats.

The transformation only lasted a couple of seconds before Elliott reformed. He was still slumped on the floor, but his arms were folded and his fingers were digging into his biceps.

Shayne withdrew his hands, fear thrumming in his veins. He swallowed, keeping his gaze on Elliott, and held out his hands again. Slowly, Elliott looked up at him.

“Thanks,” he rasped, reaching for Shayne’s hands.

Shayne’s shoulders ached a bit and he had to set his feet firmly, but he got Elliott upright in a few seconds. And then a breathless Elliott drooped down on the edge of his bed and cradling his head in both hands.

Instead of asking about the sudden, unexplained transformation, Shayne settled on something else. “Where’s Felix?”

“Nursing home.”

“Oh.” He would have gone with Felix to see Trish, and the others, if he’d been able to. Instead of lingering on that thought, Shayne forced himself to focus on Elliott. “Can I... do anything?”

Elliott shook his head, so that it rocked slowly back and forth within his cupped palms. His hair was wet and slicked forward over his face, obscuring his expression now. “You don’t have to stay in here.”

Shayne’s brain took that and translated it to, You shouldn’t be here. He took a step back from where Elliott sat. “Okay. I’m going.”

“Mmm,” Elliott murmured.

Shayne returned to the door slowly, in case Elliott changed his mind and asked for help again, but he didn’t. He went back to his room, thinking he’d probably get back into bed if he didn’t think of something else to do within the next minute.

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🤢🤮

Elliott’s body shuddered in the few-second intervals between transformations, which only seemed to be getting closer together. The worst part wasn’t the physical sensation of shifting in and out of corporeality, but the switching of his senses themselves. As himself, he had only one set of eyes, which he kept firmly shut, but as the swarm of bats, he had more eyes than he could count, and although he was in control of all of them, none of them moved with any kind of unity.

It was making his head spin whenever it reformed on his pillow.

“Shit,” he growled to himself, digging his fingers into his arms. Aside from submerging his body in the bath, provoking a little bit of pain seemed to be the only way to keep himself... himself. He was grateful that Felix hadn’t seen him like this, and although Shayne had seen it happen just once, there was no way he’d guessed that it was happening so sporadically. He hoped he hadn’t been too short with the kid when he’d just been trying to help –

“Ah,” Elliott exclaimed, heaving a deep breath once his body had remained intact for longer than a few seconds. He clung to how heavy, how solid he felt, hoping he would manifest the ability to remain –

“Hurrghh,” he gasped, leaping upright and casting his head over the edge of the mattress. He’d completely missed the build-up of nausea in his stomach, the tingling in his cheeks, the wobbly feeling in his limbs. He’d missed the chance to dread this, the heaving, the splattering, the loss of control –

His stomach contents formed a star-like shape on the floor, and Elliott’s vision teetered out into a million points of view, his weight drifting up from the mattress, his senses overwhelmed with the frantic battering of a thousand tiny wings. When he reformed again, he was curled even further forward, arms pressed to his stomach and his eyes squeezed shut.

He darted from the bed as fast as he could, making for the bathroom, but he dissolved against before reaching the door.

😭🆘

When he reformed, he was down on one knee, trembling, convulsing. He felt himself gag, his belly cramping and his back arching forward, but that seemed like the least of his problems when he literally couldn’t hold himself together.

He disliked the fear that rose in him, so he shoved it down and brought it back up as anger, encouraging himself with a few muttered curses. He ground his teeth into his knuckles, pinched the back of his hand, anything to keep physical sensation alive.

When he started to move again, there were tears running down his face, gusts of breathing ripping deeply through his chest, and his guts kept sinking like he was going to dissolve through the floor. He tried for a growl of defiance, but felt his meagre grip on himself slip again, his vision flashing in and out of darkness.

“Shit,” he choked out, palms thumping on the floorboards as he reformed. He’d sagged forward, tears dripping between his fingertips, his anger no longer a strong enough shield against the fear. He sank backwards, turning a hand as he flickered into a swarm of bats again, and passed through the wall.

“Get Ryan,” Elliott gasped, barely giving himself time to materialise on Shayne’s floor. He winced as he dissolved out and back in again, twice in quick succession. “I think I need help.”

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