#maybe just maybe hear me out… leave the titanic alone now
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Credit where credit is due to James Cameron, at least he went down to the Titanic wreck in an ACTUAL submarine with an actual trained crew who spend their whole lives doing deep sea dives, the man did his research and wasn’t just throwing away $250,000 to look at a shipwreck
#titanic#rms titanic#maybe just maybe hear me out… leave the titanic alone now#would I want to go because of my special interest? perhaps but it’s more importantly the site of 1500+ people dying
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hiii! could you please write a regulus black x potter! reader? maybe something like reg and reader secretly going out and getting discovered by James?
thank you!! have an amazing day 💗💗
his muse (pt. one)
regulus black x reader
fluff / angst
cw: unedited as always 😌, a sex joke but it’s a titanic reference lol, marauders being overprotective, kissing, cuddling, someone may threaten to pull out someone’s teeth and put them on a necklace (it seemed like a very regulus threat), artist!regulus because 🥰
summary: you’re the honorary little sister of the infamous marauders; what happens when they catch you with a certain someone?
notes: hey love, thank you so much for the request!! just so you know, i don’t like to write readers to be related to another character, because i want my readers be able to relate to the ‘reader character’ without altering their preferred fancast for another one based on things like race or ethnicity. that is totally on me for not putting that in my request post and i will do that asap, but i hope you enjoy this anyway <33
more notes: i did get just a tad bit carried away and decided to divide this request into two parts, just to make it less overwhelming for me and y’all as well. anyways, enjoy <333
“oh reggie, paint me like one of your french girls,” you giggled, draping yourself dramatically across regulus’ pristine sheets.
he looked up from his sketchbook, brow furrowed in a way that made you want to kiss him until you both passed out from lack of oxygen.
god, you loved him.
“what?” he asked.
“nothing.”
evan and barty had both left the slytherin dorms, off to some place or another, giving you the perfect opportunity for some alone time with your lovely boyfriend. you’ve made sure to do this at least once a week since you started dating in your fourth year. now that you’ve reached sixth year, the tradition had only grown more cherished; precious were the moments spent with someone you’d been otherwise forbidden to see.
“he’s dangerous, (y/n),” sirius insisted, only just finished with his dramatic act of fake vomiting. you had made the grave mistake of assuming your friend would have a normal reaction upon hearing who had asked you to the yule ball.
“a slytherin, (y/n), how could you?” james moaned, collapsing onto the auto-man like he was faint in the heart. “you have been my little sister all my life—”
“you met me when you were twelve and we are not related,” you corrected.
james feigned offense. “how dare you question our bond? blood does not matter! we are family and that is that, young lady.”
“leave her alone, the both of you,” remus laughed, throwing an arm over your shoulder and pulling you to his chest. “our little girl had to grow up someday.”
sirius looked appalled. “not with my bastard, slimy, death eater of a brother—”
“he’s not a death eater, we’re fourteen!” you exclaimed, pouting dramatically at the older boy. “just one dance, i promise padfoot, if it’s that weird to you, i’ll never see him again.”
you lied.
sunlight peaked in through the curtains, the golden rays hitting regulus in such a way that made him look angelic. so focused on his sketchbook, glancing up every few moments to gaze at you like you were something to be revered.
you sat up in his bed, fiddling with the hem of his sweater that lay around your mid thighs; though you loved to, you rarely got the opportunity to wear reggie’s clothes, given sirius would recognize them in an instant. so, you took advantage of these moments whenever they came your way.
you loved wrapping yourself in the soft, strong, warm smell of him: minty cologne, sea salt, and pine trees. the scent was practically woven in the fabric, making everything feel so much softer, so much more him.
you did have a couple shirts and sweaters you’d stolen over the years, but they remained in your dorm at all times.
well, mostly.
it was a moment of stupidity. a dreary saturday morning, a hogsmeade trip, and you had slept in. naturally, you had to rush out of your dorm to get to breakfast in time; but, you didn’t need to change, did you?
why not wear the sweater you had slept in and save yourself a little time?
so, after changing into more appropriate pants, you made your way down the breakfast and sat in your regular spot; in between remus and james, and smack dab across from sirius.
he noticed his brothers favorite sweater the second you sat down.
“what’s that?”
you’d barely sat down by the time sirius spoke and continued making your morning coffee as the group grew silent around you. finally looking up, you glanced between your friends in confusion.
“what’s what?”
you lifted your sleeve to rub your nose, breathing in quickly through your stuffed up sinuses; stupid fall allergies.
you froze as the familiar sent cooled your insides, eyes darting over to the slytherin table across the great hall.
oh.
that’s ‘what’s what’.
“who’s jumper is that, (y/n)?” james asked, arm draping over your shoulders to tug the sleeve on the other side. “doesn’t look like one of mine—”
“or mine,” sirius chimed.
“or mine,” peter chirped, though you hardly stole borrowed his sweaters anyways (too scratchy).
“it’s mine!”
you were surprised to hear remus’ leap to your defense, as you knew damn well the sweater wrapped around you wasn’t his— still, you weren’t about to question it.
“mhm,” you hummed, taking a sip of your coffee, hoping the boys didn’t notice your shaking hands. “i don’t know what all that third degree was about, but i stole this from moony a month ago.”
“what’re you thinking about, lovely?”
regulus was suddenly just inches away from you, sketchbook tossed to the side, instead opting to look at his muse more close up.
“nothing,” you mumbled, smiling as he dipped down to kiss your collarbone, working his way up to your lips with featherlight kisses that made you wish you could stay with him forever.
though at this point, everything he did made you wish you could stay with him forever.
“you’re beautiful,” he whispered, eyes scanning every curve and point of your face like a work of art; his work of art, his muse.
he’ll never get tired of that word.
you breathed in deeply, the smell of him practically making you glow like some sort of protection charm; you’d never felt safer than you did with regulus near. you felt untouchable with him, like nothing could ever hurt you.
“what are you doing here?”
lovely.
a grating voice to disrupt your already terrible day.
“hey,” severus called. “i’m talking to you.”
you spun around, glaring at the greasy haired boy across from you with as much contempt at you could muster. “piss off, severus!” you shouted; you’d never bit back like this before, but the shocked look on his face was worth it. “really, cornering a younger student in an empty hallway? pretty cowardly, don’t you think?”
before you could debate the consequences of your actions, severus’ hand was gripping your cloaks and you were shoved up against the wall.
“you filthy little—”
just as quick as snapes hands were on you, they’d been torn off, and you scrunched to the ground. regulus shoved him up to the wall opposite you.
“defending your little mudblood, huh?”
“shut your filthy mouth about her or i swear on merlins grave, i will rip every single one of your teeth out and put them on a necklace like a string of fucking pearls,” regulus bit, baring his teeth like an emphasis to the threat. “you got that?”
that night, you ended up in a very similar position to where you were in now; wrapped up in your lovely boyfriends sweater, curled in his arms, and having sweet nothings whispered in your ear.
“y’know, i mean it when i say you are beautiful,” he muttered, pressing a kiss to your temple as he spoke, breath fanning over your face. it tickled, but you didn’t care; you just wanted to hear his voice. “breathtakingly gorgeous, inside and out.”
“really?” you teased, nuzzling your nose further into his chest, arms wrapped around his torso.
“really,” he laughed. “i could stay like this forever.”
you pouted, pulling yourself half on top of him. “but my daft friends just have to get in the way, don’t they?”
you hear a gasp from the doorway.
“did you just call us daft?”
#regulus black#regulus black x reader#regulus black x y/n#regulus black x you#marauders x reader#marauders#marauders x platonic!reader#harry potter#regulus black imagine#request#regulus black request
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Tim was curious. Maybe a little addicted to whatever the hell was in that coffee, he's still standing by the point that no other coffee will ever be enough, but that's not the point.
He wants answers. The Justice League want answers. No one has been able to get them. Because Phantom stays in the House of Mysteries, no one but the JLD can actually get time him. The Supers have tried listening out for him, but magic is something they're weak against and therefore can't hear through. Batman has tried to get into the House, but he's been sent everywhere else for his attempts. They would track him down as a civilian, but no one actually knows if he has a civilian disguise. It's very hard to hide hair that starkly white and skin pale enough to be blue.
Regardless, everyone wanted answers and Tim was determined to be the one to get them. Why does Phantom claim to be thirty-eight, fourteen, and eighteen all at the same time? Where did he come from? When did he die? How did he die? What the hell is in his coffee because damn was it good!
Off topic.
Tim had the rest of the Titans return to the tower while he stayed out. It'd be easier to track if he was the only one doing it. Besides, these guys work with Raven, they won't hurt him. Probably.
The fact that Phantom apparently smelled like death was another concern Tim had. Was it because he was dead? And what did Constantine mean that 'the smell lingers'?
More questions kept popping up like goddamn daisies, and there was no answers to clip them down. Tim was getting frustrated, to say the least.
***
Danny made an effort to at least try and help Constantine with the demon problem the building was having. Honestly, it wasn't even that bad, in Danny's humble opinion. The demon was just messing with people, not hurting anyone or stealing anything! He was, at most, planting minor inconveniences everywhere.
That's not technically his monkey, though, and it was most definitely not his circus. He figured he'd offer to be helpful, though, if only so that Constantine would owe him a favor. A favor he already knows how he's going to cash in.
"Why'd you really want to tag along?" Constantine asked Danny while they searched for the demon.
"What do you mean? You offered to bring me along."
"Yeah, but that's because you need to get out of the House more."
"Funny, coming from you."
"I spend more time outside of the House than I do inside." the Brit scoffed, "Now tell me why you agreed to come along. This is demon hunting. You only ever go ghost hunting."
Danny sighed and ran his left hand through his hair. Not that he could feel it, stupid nerve damage. "Deadman's been on my ass about my first trip to Gotham. I would've left to go find some place to crash, but the entire Justice League is also on my ass for some reason! I'd honestly rather not have to face any of them."
"You've been to Gotham?" Constantine asked, "When?"
Danny groaned, "Not you, too!"
"Whoa, okay, okay. You don't need to share with the class."
"Sorry."
"You better be."
"Hey!"
"Now tell my why the JL proper are after you?"
A sigh. "You remember at that meeting when Red Robin mistook my drink for his?"
"Yeah. Hard to forget. You freaked everyone out a little bit."
"Yeah. Turns out they all have questions that I don't want to answer. Avoiding them all has been the best way to not answer."
"You know you can't dodge them all forever."
"I know, but I really don't want to have to explain anything!" he whined, "The questions that they'll end up asking are gonna be really painful to answer."
A raised eyebrow. "How do you know what they'll ask?"
"Because everyone always asks the same things. Worded differently, but still that same."
"Then refuse to answer."
Danny met Constantine's eyes with a deadpan glare. "You're gonna look me in the eye and tell me that the Justice League and their sidekicks will leave me alone if I tell them 'no'?" He shook his head. "Lying's a bad habit, old man."
Constantine rolled his eyes as he went for his lighter, remembering they were were in a no smoke zone and retracting his hand. "Don't sass me, brat. Wonder Woman and Superman, at the very least, would back off. They'd get everyone else to, too."
"What about Batman and his brood?"
"Touche." the man said, "But you can't hide from them forever."
"I can try,"
"But you'll fail."
Another groan. "Can we just get this thing over with? I want to lock myself in the basement and wallow."
Part 5
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The plush under Collector's bed: A totally necessary analysis, trust me
So, as a recap of this scene, before King leaves to visit Eda and Lilith, Collector asks King if he could sleep with François that night.
King reminds Collector that only himself and Luz can hold François, and Collector obliges but asks that he at least leave François there to "watch over him", claiming he "doesn't like being alone".
King does so, and Collector seems satisfied. It's very telling of Collector's development that they never touch François after this interaction, showing respect for King's boundaries.
... Except! This sweet little angel is actually a master trickster! A liar and a fiend!
He had a plush under his bed the whole time!!! In fact I'm pretty sure every shot of their little bedroom planet has the underside of Collector's bed obscured UNTIL King starts to leave and we pan to see the beds from an angle which reveals the plush!
You know what this means, right? Collector could have easily pulled his plush from under his bed and cuddled up with that if he hated sleeping alone so much, but he didn't. Why?
Well, I don't think he was lying about being lonely. Loneliness seems to be a prominent common theme for Collector, both declaring his loneliness back at the start of O' Titan, during a vulnerable moment where he didn't expect anyone to hear him, so he'd have no reason to lie there...
And then also having this acknowledged by King in the current episode, who has been living with him for about two months now, so he would know Collector's state of mind better than most here.
So... what gives? Was Collector really only out to force King to give François to him? Why?
Well, my current theory about this is what François means in this scenario: a connection to King. We know François is very important to King and King does not hide this when he expresses to Collector how he won't let them hold him.
To Collector, being able to sleep with François is the ultimate foolproof way to ensure King won't leave them. First, if King eventually lets them hold him, it signifies King would trust them enough with this and hold them to a regard as high as Luz, which we know Collector seems to be jealous of. I... just realized I should probably analyze that too, huh. Well, all in its due time.
And second, even if King won't allow them to hold François, but leaves them close to Collector in their room, that already acts as a guarantee. A guarantee that King will come back for François eventually, that King won't leave them to sleep alone the entire night.
Whatever the case, François is a symbol, a meter to test their closeness for Collector and King, and considering how many times Collector has lost people they considered friends before (whether those were real friends - in the case of the titan babies - or not - in the other collectors and Belos' case -) and have been double crossed by Belos, it's no wonder they have trust issues and want to make sure King does care about keeping them company.
So... that's it, then? He probably threw his original plush under the bed and then lied to King he lost it and is now constantly trying to get King to let him either hold François or at least keep him close to him as a connection between him and King?
Well... yeah, but if you'd allow me, I'd also like to talk a little on the symbology of the plush here. You see, while we can't make out the full of what the plush looks like, it appears to be some sort of canine with pointed ears and a poofy tail. Maybe it could be a titan, even a plush replica of King, but... I don't think so. There seems to be no stitching around the neck to signify it has a skull like titans do.
See, I think this is a fox plush. And why it is important in a metatextual sense that it is a fox requires a look into lots of different possibilities, each enriching the narrative in a different way.
For one, in popular folklore, foxes are seen as tricksters, lying and cheating their way into what's most convenient for them. Villain or hero, the fox is always winning people over through tricks.
This would align with the very nature of the plush being thrown under Collector's bed: it calls back to the fact he's tricking King with this. And yes, while Collector does have his problem with "fibbers", I don't think he's above more harmless tricks, we've seen him joke around with King before, purposefully feigning ignorance to mess with him, and the very nature of how he splattered Belos was through him lying that he wasn't mad. He may dislike it when a major lie is told, but little lies and sarcasm are no stranger to him.
Another possible connotation is the fact that rabbits and foxes are naturally prey and predator. François is a rabbit, Collector's plush is a fox. King, the member of the species that was hunted by the collectors, holds the prey animal, while Collector holds the predator animal...
The position of the plushes is also important here if we go with this interpretation: François is on top of King's bed, indicating he does not conceal he is the prey here and is well aware of this. He says so as much: "this whole time I was scared of making him mad". In general he behaves like a scared animal around Collector, despite their efforts to put them in equal grounds and the fact they have spent so long together and made considerable progress in their friendship.
Collector's fox on the other hand is under their bed, signifying Collector has concealed their fox, or maybe more appropriately, buried and left the fox behind. They may be part of the species that wiped out all the titans, the predators that so mercilessly hunted King's species as prey, but they want no part in this. Their backstory seems to involve wanting to play with titans and denouncing the other collectors after all, likely being bitter at them for ruining everything and hunting their new playmates to near extinction.
Alternative readings also include a few possible pop culture references. A possible one is the prominent role of the Fox in the Little Prince. While Hunter is the one who has been nicknamed "little prince" by Darius, Collector still seems more thematically similar to the character, being a child who came from space:
The similarity also hands itself to the fact King does somewhat resemble a fox with his canine qualities and fluffy tail, and in the story, the Fox was one of the first friends the Little Prince makes on Earth, and the one to teach him how to approach someone who does not trust you yet, to "tame" them.
Yet another possible reference this could be is the Disney movie "The Fox and the Hound":
Which seems like something I should frankly make a whole separate post comparing the eerie similarities it harbors to the current dynamic Collector and King hold. But to summarize, if you don't know the movie, it follows a hunting dog pup and a fox pup that become friends at a young age, and their friendship must overcome advertisities unique to their species.
If this is a reference to this particular movie, this once again has a different reading: Collector is clearly the hunting dog here, not the fox. For him to keep a fox under his bed would signify he wants to keep King close to him, safe under his bed and protected. This could even be a call back to the very last scene the titular fox and hound in the movie share: Copper, the hound, positions himself above the fallen Todd, the fox, protecting him. The plush being under the bed to mirror this would make sense.
Whew! I think that's everything that I had in mind to comment on this particular tiny easter egg. Whatever meaning you take from this about Collector's mysterious plush, I hope I could at least inspire something in you!
#the owl house#the collector#toh collector#king clawthorne#toh theory#toh analysis#toh spoilers#Commander's orders
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This is About Oceangate
...kind of. Like, heads up for people who are sick of hearing about it or are too disturbed by this, just scoot on by, that's fine.
Like everybody else my age who had a middle school special interest in the Titanic that was further fueled by the James Cameron movie (and that sounds very specific, but I absolutely know I'm not alone), I've been following this story fuckin voraciously.
I think everybody I know IRL and online is fucking sick of me talking about it. I have been actively trying not to blog much about it here because I'm so obsessed with it that I'm annoyed with myself. I would like to not be this interested in it.
But a lot of the stuff I can think of to say has been said by a lot of people already, I don't want to add to an already noisy environment if I've got nothing new to say.
So, instead, I want to talk about what I haven't seen very many people talking about- something that's stood out to me about the way the media has been handling this story from the get-go. So, finally, I'm inflicting my days long media binge on you.
The media's handling of this was bad. Like, comprehensively fucked.
For the uninformed, a primer on the situation- feel free to skip down if you know all this, there's a bulleted list right after I get done with this part, look for that. But some of this is important to the terms I use, so I wanted to lay it out. (Also I just want to get a lot of this out of my system, please just let me have this.)
The Titan is a 'cyclops-class' submersible. As far as I can tell, 'cyclops-class' is unique to the people who made this submersible, it's not a widely recognized thing.
The Titan can carry up to five passengers. It was supposed to be rated to reach depths of up to 4000 meters below sea level.
The Titan is/was owned and operated by a company known as Oceangate. There's a lot of questions regarding the safety of the submersible, where the math came from on their depth rating, and- basically everything about the Titan is in question, at this point. There's a lot of questions, but that's not what I want to talk about.
Right now. Maybe later.
A submersible is distinct from a submarine in that it requires a surface support ship for many things- the Titan moved too slow to leave port under its own power and go to the site, it didn't have enough life support to do that kind of thing, etc. A submarine is self-supporting and can operate independently. Kind of pedantic, I know, but the Titan is a submersible, not a submarine.
The Titan had a planned expedition to the wreck of the Titanic on June 18, 2023- this past Sunday, at the time of writing. The expedition was supposed to last around 10 hours. It chartered a ship- the Polar Prince- to act as mother ship, the on the surface support that the Titan requires. (The Polar Prince is owned and operated by a different company than the Titan.)
1 hour and 45 minutes into the expedition, as the Titan was still making its way to the sea floor, the Polar Prince lost all contact with the submersible.
The Titanic wreck is at just under 4000 meters deep, right around 2.5 miles.
Now, my understanding is that the Titan was not fully at the ocean floor at the point contact was lost, but it's not clear how deep the Titan was at that time. We may not ever know this for certain.
When the Titan was reported as missing to the coast guard is kind of unclear, to me- I heard 6 hours after they lost contact, I heard 12 hours after they lost contact, I saw something that indicated they reported it missing immediately- I don't know for sure. When the coast guard report comes out, I'm hoping we'll get a more accurate timeline.
However, as soon as it was reported missing, a massive search and rescue operationg was started. Complicating the search efforts were the fact that the submersible seemed to have no type of emergency distress locator beacon (I'm not sure what the precise nautical terminology would be for this).
The search included visual searching of the surface, dropping buoys with microphones, and ROVs (unmanned remote operated vehicles, deep sea robots operated by crew on ships at the surface) searching the floor, and probably some other stuff I'm forgetting. Deep sea radar etc etc, every tool they had access to.
The search and rescue concluded on Thursday (June 22, 2023) around midday, when they definitively found pieces of the destroyed submersible's pressure vessel (the part of the submersible that held pressure and kept the people safe and alive) in a debris field, approximately 1600 feet away from the Titanic.
The destroyed pressure vessel and reports from the Navy on hearing sounds consistent with implosion at the time the Titan lost contact indicates that the submersible underwent what is being called a 'catastrophic implosion'.
It is now an investigation and recovery operation, while they try to figure out what exactly went wrong.
The five men in the sub are dead. In all likelihood, they died so quickly that their nervous system didn't have time to process what happened. What happened to their bodies during this was probably gory and kind of horrifying, but it's unlikely they experienced any awareness of this.
There were five extremely wealthy men on the submersible- they were not all billionaires, but those that weren't were worth hundreds of millions of dollars. If you want a rough sketch of their biographies, there's a link here. Other than them being pretty wealthy, who they are doesn't play that much into what I want to talk about, so I don't feel the need to go into it right now. (Again, as more information comes out, I may come back for another swing.)
So, my complaint. The number of times I saw a news interview with an expert that went like this is not small:
news host interviews deep ocean expert of some variety (who is not involved in rescue)
host asks expert what chances are that the dudes are alive and will be recovered alive
expert, being honest, says something like 'slim to none'
host responds with some amount of sincere-seeming disappointment, then after interview, pivots to the ongoing search for the definitely still alive people
There were news programs with clocks counting down how much theoretical oxygen was left. There were frequent updates to news stories with nothingburgers of additions, just to pad it out. It was, if they were alive at that moment, fucking ghoulish. That they were dead makes it even more horrible.
And I cannot emphasize enough how many experts said, to generalize and paraphrase here: "Unless they are found bobbing on the surface in the next n hours, they are dead. Even if they are alive right this minute, on the bottom of the ocean, there is no hope to rescue them in time."
This is not a failure of any of the rescue entities involved, by the way. The environment they were presumed to be in- 4000 meters under sea level- is so extreme that there are very few vehicles in the world with the capability of even getting to that depth. Like, 10 or less. As far as I know, none of them are designed to do any kind of deep sea rescue- which would have involved carefully scooping up or netting the Titan and hauling it up very slowly. There's no way to transfer personnel between ships at this depth, and the Titan had the largest passenger allowance at this depth, afaik. Like, the odds were incredibly, vanishingly small that these men would live.
The media, at large, never ever really allowed that to change the way they talked about this story or treated the participants in the story. At around 11 am or noon (central daylight time) on Thursday I saw them talking about how 'oxygen is critical'.
Oxygen was critical 24 hours prior. Even by the most generous of expectations, they were out of breathable air. Given how, to put it mildly, janky the submersible seemed to have been, there was absolutely no guarantee that they had even the 96 hours that Oceangate claimed.
Their likelihood of being rescued alive from the ocean floor was minimal on Monday. By Thursday, they were dead- again, unless they were found on the surface somewhere and had managed to carefully preserve their air somehow, they were already dead.
The media didn't really allow for the reality of the situation to be clear until Oceangate and the USCG came out and said 'yeah, they're dead'.
"Well, what's the problem with that?" you might ask. "The United States Coast Guard was the one who was saying it was a rescue up until that point."
Sure. That's their job. Their job is to treat it like an urgent rescue until it is certain that it is not. A significant amount of what they do is to rescue people from doing damnfool things in the water, and keeping hope alive until they find bodies, or evidence thereof. They were doing exactly what they should be doing.
(Whether they do this to this extent for everybody lost at sea is another conversation that's absolutely worth having, as well as their role in border patrol, but I have no bone to pick with the USCG in this particular instance. They did their all until they could do no more, that's the whole point of them, this is how they're supposed to operate.)
The media was not doing what they should be doing. There's an old quote somewhere that I think is just a journalism truism (everyone I've heard talk about it says their journalism professor said it)- if someone tells you it's raining, and someone else tells you it's not, your job isn't to report that, your job is to go outside and see if it's wet.
James Cameron- director of the aforementioned Titanic movie, as well as being a Titanic and deep sea submersible expert, knew they were dead on Monday.
He reached out to some people, he found out that the mother ship lost contact with the crew as well as their location at the same instant, and that the Navy heard a sound consistent with an implosion at around that time.
The information that the Navy heard the implosion was not classified information- they heard it via a listening system that was declassified in the 90s, I believe. Like, I knew about the system just kind of casually because I know random Navy stuff. (My dad was in the Navy, it's mostly osmosis.)
The people on the scene were informed as soon as the Navy knew. (When that was, I'm not sure, except it was before Monday. Probably they had someone go back and listen to it and weren't actively monitoring it, but it's hard to say.)
The deep ocean submersible community knew, well enough that James Cameron could call a buddy and find out. He was telling people on Monday to raise a glass to them.
The media could have had this information, if they did not have it. Either they didn't want to know, or did know, and didn't say it. And I can't say for certain they were suppressing information, but I do know that they frequently downplayed any evidence that these people were dead.
I know on CNN they ran a story about FADOSS- the FlyAway Deep Ocean Salvage System- that was shipped out to Newfoundland. It arrived Wednesday afternoon. Description in the alt text, link here.
At the time this story was published, the people in the sub would have theoretically had less than 24 hours of breathable air. They hadn't even chartered a ship for the FADOSS, at this point. And the port in Newfoundland is hundreds of miles from the site. I'm not sure how many hours away but, like, hours away. I think I heard it's a 6 hour trip, but I'm not certain on that.
This system was referenced in the news as if it was going to be part of the rescue process. Very clearly, this was never going to happen. The quote, 'a process which can take a full day' is a mild understatement, here.
It could, theoretically, be done in 24 hours, but was much more likely to take longer, unless they had enough crew in Newfoundland to do round-the-clock welding.
The response to the question about recovering someone alive is a polite way of saying 'that's not what we do'. They were not part of the rescue operation and were never intended to be, as far as I can tell.
(If you're wondering what part the FADOSS is going to take in the recovery and investigation process, it's not. It's used to lift heavy objects off the floor, and the Titan broke into small enough pieces that the ROVs are believed capable of handling it. FADOSS is on its way back to wherever it is kept. I suspect it was brought out in the edge case that the submersible was found intact with dead crew, to retrieve the vessel whole, so that the families would have bodies to bury.)
Setting aside the 'oh they definitely blew up' news that seems to have been available the whole time, every single piece of evidence and expertise pointed to these people being dead, and yet the news persisted in sort of breathlessly (sorry) talking about the rescue efforts and how much time was left. They persisted in talking about how definitely still alive these people were until they could not do that anymore.
Other examples of this issue are the knocking thing. There were reports of some of the buoys picking up something that could be described as 'knocking'. Some said it was 'every thirty minutes' but we don't know how precise a measurement that was. As soon as they started talking about the knocking, I looked into it.
As it turns out, this is just a thing that happens. The sea is very noisy, and it's hard to determine the source of a sound. Some geological things sound manmade, vice versa. They had a lot of ships cooperating together to work the search area, it's possible that they were hearing noise from those, or something from an oil platform a jillion miles away, because noise travels far and is hard to pinpoint. They had this issue while searching for the sunken USS Thresher and it was one of the ships doing the searching. Given how many different moving parts there were in this search operation, it's hard to say what the knocking was. This is just a thing in the ocean, there's a lot of fuckin noise and experts can't always pinpoint it down in location or even what it might be.
This is why, even though they heard sounds that were consistent with implosion, at the time that the Titan lost total contact with the mother ship, it was still treated as if there was a live rescue operation. Because they couldn't be certain.
But the odds were extremely poor that these men were alive, and almost everybody involved knew that fairly early on. Again, the rescue operation had to go forward like they were looking for someone alive because that's how that works. The media, on the other hand, handled this in a very irresponsible way.
And, like, I know, news media is bad at being news is not some like hot new thing, I've just been building up frustration for days and so it had to come out somehow.
I'm not sure how much of this was just because they're very wealthy men- only one of whom I've ever heard of before- and how much of it was because it was a very bizarre and unique ongoing situation, how much of it was the intersection of that.
But pretty much everybody with enough knowledge to be worth talking to about this knew, like, Monday that even if they weren't dead right then, they were very unlikely to make it out alive, and watching the news wind a bunch of people up over the hopeful outcome was revolting.
Okay. We'll see if I can go 24 hours without talking about this. If you made it to the end of this absolute fucking novel, congratulations and/or I'm sorry.
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i just watched little woman can a plese get a laurie/amy type situation where reader is barbara's sister and laurie is like dick
this is just a little drabble thing cause I’m to lazy to write a full fic but I might in the future, I’m just swamped with school right now
word count: 958
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Ever since he quit being Robin he hasn’t been around as much, much to your dismay. You miss his presence. A little to much to your liking. You might have a fiancé but at last, your heart belongs to another. You know it’s not fair to him, but you hope that in time you’ll forget about Dick and can bring yourself to love him. Though it’s been 2 years with him and you still do not love him the way you do Dick, you have faith that your heart will come around. Until Dick Grayson walts back into your life. Literally. He walked into the gala and asked for a dance, Dick being Dick, whisked you away to the balcony. He stops dancing once on the balcony and his demeanor changes from a playful to a much more serious one.
“Don’t marry him.” He states. Looking at you. Not as a question but as a command.
Not what you wanted to hear.
“What?” You say, shocked.
He sighs.
“Don’t marry him.”
“Why?” You say, your eyes almost squinting at him, darring him to speak.
He sighs.
“You know why.”
You shake your head furiously, closing your eyes, to afraid to look at him.
“No. No. No. You don’t get to do this to me Dick.” You say never once opening your eyes, afraid tears will well.
“Yes.” He states, reminding you of your petty childhood arguments.
You feel his hand reaching for yours, you instantly open your eyes and and move your hand away.
“No. Dick. Stop it. You’re being mean” your voice cracking as you speak. You lean your head back, to keep the tears at bay, “you don’t get to say that. Not when I’m finally happy with my life. Happy without you.”
You bring your head back to look at him in his eyes. Not caring if the tears fall.
Now it’s his turn to shake his head, “I know that’s a lie. I can see it in your eyes. You don’t love him. Trust me I know you, I can tell.”
“You don’t even know me anymore!” You shout, ”Two years have gone since I’ve last saw you. You are nothing more than a stranger to me”
“Don’t say that. I’ve know you my whole life. I’ve loved you my whole life.”
“No you don’t say that. I see the way you look at my sister. You have loved her your whole life.” You let out a quick breath, furious at him, “I have been second to Barbara my whole life in everything. I will not be second to her in love. And I won’t be the person you settle for just because you can not have her.”
You turn to leave but not before dick says one last thing, “it’s not like that!” His voice cracking, resembling his adolescence, “The love I have for you is different from the love I have for her. It’s you. You’re the one I choice to laugh with and to cry with. You’re the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. Everything I’ve done and will do is all for you. It’s you above everyone else in the world. I love you and only you.”
You sigh, looking him dead in his piercing blue eyes, a single tear dropping “Stop it. I won’t. I can’t do it, Dick. Not when I’ve loved you for eternity.”
With that you leave him there, staring at your back as leave to return to the gala. He can only watch as you are in another man’s arms. Maybe this is the last time he sees you. So he soaks it in no matter how much he longs for you to be in his arms.
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He walks up behind you, dressed in all black, peering at the fresh earth piled on top of a new resting place.
“I thought you were with the titans” you told him, not even looking at him.
“I came as soon as I heard. We might have not been close but he was still my brother. Plus I couldn’t let you be here alone. Even if you despise me, I don’t despise you.”
A moment of silence.
“He could’ve been great.” You say
“I know.”
“Jason was the best of all of us.”
“I know.” He says putting an arm around you
“I’m gonna miss him Dick.” You let him engole you into a full hug. Pressing your head to chest. It brings you comfort.
You pull away, after a moment, wiping any tears that might have fallen.
“I’m not marrying him”
He turns to you.
“I heard about that.”
Before he can talk more you quickly say, “and you are under no obligation to say anything or do anything. It just didn’t feel right. We don’t need to say anything. That is that”
“Are you finished?”
You turn to him, to finally look him in the eyes, “yeah”
“Good cause now I can do this” he says as he brings you closer to him to touch your lips. He’s grabs your face, as a weak attempt to bring you closer than you already are. He can’t help it, he loves you, and he wants you to know it. It is like no other kiss you’ve had, it is fierce and passionate, as if he is trying to say a million words. It is a kiss of pure love.
You eventually pull away to gasp for air.
“That was nice” you say panting
He chuckles, “it was wasn’t it?”
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*bonus*
“So you’re telling me you used my death to win her back?!?” Jason says.
“When you put it like that….”
“IM LITERALLY CUPID”
You just laugh glancing at your wedding band.
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TITANIC: BLOOD AND STEEL (EPISODES 1-6)
SENTENCE STARTERS PULLED FROM THE DIALOGUE IN THE PERIOD DRAMA TITANIC: BLOOD AND STEEL, a twelve-episode miniseries about the construction of the RMS Titanic in Belfast.
CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed.
SPECIFY muse for multimuses.
EPISODE ONE: A CITY DIVIDED
“ I'd like to introduce someone to you. ”
“ You are venturing into the unknown, sir. ”
“ It's not arrogant if it's true. ”
“ I don't care what he is, right? You leave him alone. ”
“ I believe we have an appointment. ”
“ Could you explain precisely what you would offer, why your contribution is so necessary? ”
“ We stand at the border where our ambition shall outstrip our technology. ”
“ You are in uncharted territory. ”
“ And you — you feel yourself the right person to test our mettle, so to speak? ”
“ Where are you staying? ”
“ The high and mighty appear so only because we are on our knees. ”
“ If we stand united and indivisible, there's nothing that can't be achieved. ”
“ So I hear you've joined our merry band. ”
“ Oh, I wouldn't underestimate the Americans. ”
“ Maybe she talks too much. ”
“ Well, you shouldn't lose your job because you talk. ”
“ You should be more like your sister. ”
“ Now that they can read and write, their heads are full of all sorts of nonsense. ”
“ Science shall never replace good judgment or plain common sense. ”
“ We're a man short. Do you want to play? ”
“ Where did you say you went to school? ”
“ We can give it another half an hour before we make our final decision. ”
“ I don't know what they're all so mopey about. ”
“ I don't understand this game. ”
“ You are a funny one. ”
“ What is it that brought you here? ”
“ You speak like a man in love. ”
“ I merely look forward to working together, to furthering the excellence of your work. ”
“ We all play our part. Some parts are more interesting than others. ”
“ I don't know how much longer I can do this. ”
“ The beauty of our country is lost on these people. ”
“ I worry about my daughters. ”
“ I don't think you're a man to sit back or be proud. ”
“ Well, of course, since then it's grown in my imagination. ”
“ We are now on the threshold of a newer movement, with newer hopes! ”
“ You have no authority here. ”
“ We have to start fighting back, and making demands. ”
“ Your father is worried about you. ”
“ Your parents must have been very proud. ”
“ This generation’s gone soft, don’t you think? ”
“ Is he really as terrifying as they say? ”
“ Are you finding the work challenging? ”
“ That was completely inappropriate. ”
“ You have a lot to learn. ”
“ Are you avoiding me? ”
“ I can read you like a book. That's what I love about you. ”
“ What are you reading? ”
“ How many people are we expecting today? ”
“ Today we start building a legend that will last a thousand years. ”
“ Never had you down as a superstitious man. ”
EPISODE TWO: STAINED STEEL
“ I need someone to draw something for me. Would you be free? ”
“ I know what desperation, what needs, what false promises brought you here! ”
“ There is no prize so high that can merit the betrayal of your brothers! ”
“ There's just a lot of mayhem out there today. ”
“ We shouldn't assume it's a victory. Just the first shots fired in a long war. ”
“ I don't think anybody's talking about victory. Not yet. ”
“ We can't let fear stop us from taking a stand. ”
“ Do you mind if I sit with you? ”
“ I believe there are serious grounds for concern. ”
“ Trust I take this issue as seriously as you. ”
“ They believe what they want to. They don't hear what they don't want to or see what's in front of them. ”
“ If you want to persuade, you have to take human nature into account. ”
“ You have something of the real world about you. ”
“ You don't strike me as the timid type. ”
“ Rank does have its privileges but there's always a price to pay. ”
“ Come and speak with me. My door is open. ”
“ Would you look at who's come home! ”
“ Truly, my dear, what is troubling you? ”
“ Stick by your principles, and to your emotions. They’ve served you well before. ”
“ A consciousness of your own dignity and worth must be encouraged. ”
“ Get away from the wrong ideals and false standards of womanhood. ”
“ Be as free as your dream of the future would have you. ”
“ I think of her and it makes the thought of living in this miserable little town bearable. ”
“ I would like you to become my wife. ”
“ I will decide who I marry and when, if I want to get married at all! ”
“ You have disgraced me! ”
EPISODE THREE: GOOD MAN DOWN
“ My father wants me to change my mind. ”
“ This Saturday, march for your rights. ”
“ He doesn't like a smart mouth, so keep your answers simple, to the point, and you'll do all right. ”
“ You do as you're told and you'll do just fine. ”
“ Did you do much fighting? ”
“ It was terrifying and it was boring at the same time. ”
“ I’ll tell you what I learnt. I learnt that there's things worth fighting for, and there's things that ain't. ”
“ It's only since I've been back that I realize why you made me go away. ”
“ When we march, we must be united. ”
“ United we stand; divided we fall. ”
“ Are you two old enough to be in here on your own? ”
“ You have bigger things to be thinking about. ”
“ Should I start a conversation or should we just sit in silence? ”
“ The world of science is littered with the reputation of men and women who spoke out before they were certain. ”
“ You have to be careful. He’s from another world, one which you don’t belong to. ”
“ You're a good teacher. ”
“ The best thing is for you to get on with your life. Forget about me. ”
“ Nothing's gonna change unless we all support it. And when I say "all," I mean all. ”
“ This is a peaceful protest and we have every right to be here. ”
“ You're all right. You're all right. You're gonna be all right. ”
“ Did you get caught up in all that mayhem? ”
“ I wasn’t there, but I know people who were. ”
“ Well, that may be your kind of politics, it certainly isn't mine! ”
“ If you so much as interfere, I'll find out where you live and I'll burn your house. ”
“ They hit us where we’re weakest. It’s the oldest strategy in the book. ”
EPISODE FOUR: DANGER LOOMS
“ Pleased with yourself, are you? ”
“ You think we organized this to bring the country to its knees? ”
“ I came to say thank you for helping me. ”
“ Oh, I specialize in damsels in distress. ”
“ Don't they understand the tensions this will inflame? ”
“ You've started a dialogue. We have to keep them engaged. ”
“ Half of me is pleased. The other half feels hollow. I don't know which instinct to trust. ”
“ Either we sit and we're at the same level, or you make me stand. Which is it to be? ”
“ We have more in common than you might think. ”
“ I want us to work together. ”
“ My door is always open to you and to anyone. You only have to knock. Have I made myself clear? ”
“ I know these will be difficult times for you. ”
“ What are you trying to prove? ”
“ Well done. You did the right thing. ”
“ There was a time when I was a great deal more like you than you'd imagine. ”
“ I keep seeing his face. His blood on my hands. They killed him. ”
“ You don't think the man's gone a bit soft, no? ”
“ When you do nothing, it breeds malcontent. ”
“ Sorry. He's just not used to anything other than his own opinion. ”
“ I've been waiting ages to casually bump into you. ”
“ You’re a strange one. ”
“ You have this all worked out, don't you? ”
“ This is sex and fun, darling. Probably the only place we can meet and be ourselves. ”
“ I'm turning you down. Gently, but I am turning you down. ”
“ This is a dangerous game you’re playing. ”
“ You shouldn’t have come back. ”
“ I've got a very good teacher. ”
“ Even a mere suggestion of romance across this divide can ruin a man. ”
“ People can be driven out of their homes by their own community. ”
“ If you act now, you might be able to avoid the inevitable consequences. ”
“ There is something lonely about you. ”
“ Men think they are in control, but they aren't. Women are. ”
“ Democracy? Another vastly overrated institution. ”
“ You killed my daughter. You never came back for her. ”
EPISODE FIVE: UNDER LOCK AND KEY
“ Open up! I know you're in there! ”
“ You lied to me. ”
“ I just want to know what happened. ”
“ Why the urgency all of a sudden? ”
“ If I had known, I would have done the right thing. ”
“ I'm here now because I've just learned the truth. ”
“ Could I have a minute of your time, please, sir? ”
“ Perhaps this would have been better had you remained ignorant. ”
“ If you pay more attention, you might have more success in finding a job! ”
“ This has nothing to do with you. ”
“ When I walk out of here, you will never see me again. ”
“ Distrust and suspicion drive a wedge between us. ”
“ I don't have to tell you how disappointed I am in you. ”
“ Had the boot been on the other foot, I believe I should have done exactly the same as you. ”
“ Your contribution is highly valued. ”
“ We are prepared to keep your history confidential. ”
“ if your history ever becomes public knowledge, I won't be able to defend your position. ”
“ His presence here is valuable. ”
“ I must insist you keep this information to yourself. If you breathe a word of it, I shall regard it as a personal betrayal. ”
“ So this is where they imprison you all day. ”
“ I honestly don't know how people do it. Cooped up in these little rooms, having to do what someone else says. ”
“ You shouldn't believe everything you read in newspapers. ”
“ Do you have any idea what damage is being done to our reputation? ”
“ Is your father unwell? ”
“ Usually, when we deal with your father, he knows exactly what we're talking about. ”
“ I just get this feeling that he's holding something back. ”
“ He isn’t one of us; he’s one of them. ”
“ He lives by their rules, not ours. ”
“ Look, I don't make the rules. I only deliver the message. ”
“ Hey, if you can't do it properly, you shouldn't be here. ”
“ Sometimes you seem so distant. ”
“ We need to show our strength. ”
“ You must know that what you're asking is virtually impossible. ”
EPISODE SIX: THE IMPOSTOR
“ All I ever get are stolen moments. ”
“ You have some explaining to do. ”
“ I have nothing to hide. ”
“ Don’t you dare call me a thief again. ”
“ We're interested in men like you. ”
“ What have I done that’s so special? ”
“ Do you believe in the cause? ”
“ We're only looking for men who are serious and committed to the cause. ”
“ Remember what I said. Keep your mouth shut. ”
“ Gentlemen, we have a larger problem than we thought. ”
“ We have the power to make them do what we want. ”
“ All those in favor, raise your hands. ”
“ You cannot give into blackmail! ”
“ Has it ever occurred to you they may have a genuine grievance? ”
“ You should be very proud. ”
“ He would be so proud of you. ”
“ If we stand together on this, they will bow to our demands. ”
“ I find myself between a rock and a hard place. ”
“ Will I have to betray anyone’s trust? ”
“ Not all rules are fair. ”
“ It's what I was trained to do. ”
“ He wants to meet you. Privately. Without anyone knowing. ”
“ We’ve come to rescue you. ”
“ I told you, this is all part of a grand business arrangement. ”
“ I'm just showing you what'll happen if you try and cheat us. ”
“ I fear that, to end this dispute, we both need to claim victory. ”
“ Others might call it a step too far. ”
“ I really don't care about politics. It's quite the most tedious thing in the world, apart from religion. ”
“ I don't know if the whole thing is completely bogus, but there's something not right about him. ”
“ What do you dream of? ”
“ We need a strong candidate. Someone with forthright views who speaks the language of our people. And we think that person is you. ”
“ You might be shocked to know all the wild imaginings I had buzzing around in my head. ”
“ He's committed no crime! ”
“ I believe we all have been deceived. ”
“ That is an outrageous allegation against me! Withdraw it immediately! ”
“ Your true identity is now known. ”
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Percy and Annabeth are trying to bench the others.
They try to steer them clear from major fights and take the heavy hitters themselves.
Not because they think lowly of their new friends or highly of their own skills.
But because they are afraid.
The second titan war ended not too long ago and both are still reeling.
They've lost a lot, too much.
And are afraid to lose the fragile bit of peace they've found.
Percy not even midway through his quest with Frank and Hazel knew he'd kill and die for them both.
Annabeth saw Jason, saw another part of her family that she could so easily loose.
If extends to every one of them.
Their terrified, so they control what they can.
The rest get tired off it quickly, because they can see what's going on.
And are both frustrated and concerned with the older terms actions.
Knowing this needs to end.
So the next fetch quest they get, Frank interrupts Annabeth mid speech, turning to the others and seperating them into groups.
Annabeth and Percy remain togrther.
But now Jason has joined them.
The two are about to disagree with the plan but everyone leaves before either can get a word out.
Jason stands as calm as ever, gesturing for them to follow.
He waits a bit, walking infront of them.
"I know what you guys are doing, and maybe if this was some run of the mill adventure I'd appreciate it. But what you're doing is putting us all in danger."
He hears them stop in place but keeps his back to them both.
As quick as his bluntness came, it melted into softness.
Because Jason knows this isn't out of arrogance.
"I get it, you know? Trust me if I had it my way, you'd all be back on the ship."
He smiles sadly "But that's not how this works, and you know that as well as I do."
He remembers the exhaustion in Annabeth's frame, the nightmares lingering in Percy's eyes.
"I lost 49 new recruits, they hadn't had a dash of experience between them. Never been on a quest, some of them hadn't even fought in the arena yet."
The horrified gasp they make is not something Jason takes any pleasure in.
But they need to hear it. Even as it pains him to tell it.
"I buried them, it wasn't proper for a Praetor to do but I didn't care. I didn't even know them but they mattered.
My friends were buried with them, friends I'd known in passing and those I'd known my whole life. Hopes and dreams, shattered in an instant."
Their were tears in his eyes but he didn't stop.
"But they did not go down with a fight, they knew the odds and they still rose to the occasion.
And for that they have my undying respect. I wouldn't be here without them and I hate that more than anything. But it was their choice and I have to respect that."
Jason took a deep breathe in, turning around to face his new friends.
"I know you've lost people in this war. I know having us here fighting with you, knowing you could lose us is the last thing either of you want."
He flips his coin in his hand.
"But I heard that prophecy same as you and I made my choice. So did Piper, so did Frank, so did Leo, so did Hazel. Whether you like it or not. And if you continue to bench us and take the brunt of these fights yourselves..."
The coin turns into Jason's gladius, and in an instant Percy is blocking him back with Riptide.
And while it was successful, Percy's reaction time was slower than usual.
"You're only going to end up hurt or worse, and I don't... I don't want to lose anyone else either." Finishes Jason, turning his gladius back into a coin.
Percy looks at Annabeth, a conversation in just a few looks that Jason isn't privy to.
But knows he's made his point.
"I can't promise I won't run headfirst into danger, but I'll try not to do it alone." Says Percy.
"And I won't make plans without a discussion, and we'll need to see everyone's strnghts and weaknesses so we can cover for each other." Says Annabeth.
Jason smiles, "thanks." He let's out a loud sigh of relief and his posture visibly relaxes.
"Sorry for worrying you." Says Annabeth, sheepishly. "Yeah, not our best idea." Says Percy, also sheepish.
"I get it." Says Jason simply "just remember that we're a team. I've got your back, we all have your back. And we trust you have ours."
"Man" says Percy, nodding his head thoughtfully "no wonder they made you Praetor."
Jason rolls his eyes fondly, swatting him "if we were back at Camp I'd have you sent to patchwork duty for that. "
"Patchwork duty?" Asks Percy.
"You'd have to repair and replace all of Octavian's stuffed animals and teddy's. Follow him on duty as he picks new ones to sacrifice." Replies Jason, Percy blinks before looking horrified.
"That's not a real punishment...that can't be real."
"Oh it's real, and it's for a whole month." Says Jason.
Percy shakes his head, "And here I thought cleaning Camp Half-bloods kitchens was bad."
Annabeth wrinkles her nose in remembrance. Jason chuckles "that one I gotta hear. Percy grins, "maybe later? Get everyone together and trade stories?"
Even though he looks carefree, Jason can see his nerves and nods encouragingly. "Yeah, maybe we can get steal some marshmallows. Have a mini campfire." Says Annabeth.
Jason sighs fondly at the campfires at Camp Half-blood "that would be great."
Percy grins, whether it's because Annabeth agreed with him or because he really wanted to steal marshmallows, Jason wasn't sure.
Probably a bit off both.
Their missions would end in success, and a bunch of apologises, reassurances and a big bag of marshmallows ended their day.
It wasn't as simple as said, sometimes arguments broke out. But as time went on they all became closer, and Annabeth and Percy found themselves more at ease.
And not just with Jason.
Friendships bloomed and bonds were made.
It was this memory and more Annabeth and Percy would hang onto in Tartarus.
Reminding themselves that their friends would be on the otherside waiting for them.
Being back on the Argo II, being patched up by gentle hands and calming familiar voices.
Was the first bit of peace they had gotten in a long time.
"Their anything you need?" Asks Jason.
"Stay, please. Don't go, please don't go..." Says Annabeth, her hand is wrapped in Percy's and the other outstretched towards him.
Jason feels his heart break for the hundred time that day. He takes her hand gently but firmly.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere. Team remember, I've got you, both of you."
Frank's holding Percy's hand, Hazel's beside them while Jason and Piper are by Annabeth.
Close-by somehow without overcrowding them.
Jason had them.
They all did.
Annabeth smiles, it's small but it's their and from the way Percy relaxes a bit seeing it, it's enough for now.
"Can you tell us about what you guys have been up too?" Asks Percy.
They decend into their tales, taking turns and interjecting details. Elaborating on the fights and it gets so ridiculous.
That they almost miss that Percy and Annabeth fall asleep during it.
They all stay, quietly whispering and getting their pillows and blankets to Camp put when it gets late.
Sowhen Annabeth and Percy wake up even if they're afraid they'll know their safe.
Because they aren't alone, not anymore.
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SPOILERS FROM THE FUTURE ‼️‼️
this will take place in ep from the future and will be a Willow x reader x hunter
Your personality will be based on ranpo from bsd
Why?
Because he is a genius and perfect
About the resquests I will do after this is posted
The lines won't be 100% ok probably because I got this from yt
Luz was at the portal, she watched a yellow creature with wings saying something but she couldn't understand anything, when she realized she was being pulled by her girlfriend, amity
"Luz! You were there for so long, we thought you got stuck behind! Are you hurt anywhere?
"I'm I'm fine, i saw something or someone but it was probably just in my head, any sign of...him?"
" oh come on it's not like a sore of ghosts will inexplicably appear if you say his name... I think anyway, if belos was here he's long gone now "
" Not very far after all it was only a few minutes that he had to advance " You said with your palisman over your head, they were sleeping, you were next to Willow, willow had her hand on top of your shoulder comfortably
" he better stay out of our way, this mama's hungry for vengeance! "
" now that is a fight I'd watch "
" I love powerful mothers" You said, Willow had a mini laugh at your comment
You started walking, hunter was nervous and went ahead, amity and Luz were next to each other, Willow and gus were next to you,
" okay everyone coast is clear huh "
Willow watched a red grass
" oh hello red grass I miss you! I can't talk for long we're on a mission to save the boiling aisles"(100% which is probably not how it is written, but it is what is written there)
Gus created some illusions to make Willow happier
" willow is back horay! (I don't know how to write it, it wasn't written there how to write it)
You looked at Willow so adorable that scene was, hunter was too, he heard the bird and looked in the direction to see if it was Flapjack but found with disappointment because it was just a red bird
" we don't have time to red grass or illusions! Belos had a head start so we should keep moving until we find him! " Hunter said with anger in his voice not for his friends but more for himself.
Gus and willow got sad faces and gus shattered the illusion
" yea we should leave him alone, it's been less than an hour since he's been possessed by Belos and he's probably still processing all this" You said, your palisman had already woken up so they was now by your side
Willow was trying to comfort gus which resulted, Titan you love her so much, she's so nice and pretty and super powerful, too bad you knew she wasn't doing well which worries you a lot but you're not one of the best people to comfort others, this has always been a problem for you
Willow made blueprints and started driving on them
" oh wow! You kids were really holding back in the human realm huh " Camila said with enthusiasm in her voice impressed by what Willow did
" maybe a little " amity said catching the slime by moving it in the air
" hello gorgeous slime " amity said while Luz was looking passionately at her, turning red but then she shook her head to let go of the feeling
" y/n Also has powers or is equal to hunter? " Camila asked Luz quietly so you wouldn't hear but before Luz could answer you answered
" Of course I have powers! Only I haven't shown them yet because you guys would be so impressed by them. " You said it boldly and in a strong voice
' One of the worst lies you've ever told ' Your pasliman says, you just ignored them
Camila just stood there awkwardly smiling but realized the unhappiness of her hija
" Mija you never told me how pretty this place was, the trees, the sky, give it aAAAAAAAAA "
Camila stands right in front of the children protecting them
" kids stand back who knows if that monster is alive or not " Camila looks at it strangely
" actually the titan skull is normal everything else is... wrong "
you guys watched it all strangely, it wasn't right at all
" guys what's on top of the skull " willow said you turned to see what was up there
" It looks like collector magic and the castle must be where he lives, to get rid of this strangeness we have to go there " you said making everyone turn to you
" Smart as ever y/n" gus said putting a hand on your shoulder
" we may have more answers at bonesborough " Luz said causing everyone to start walking, amity looked a bit worried but still went, You couldn't hear the conversation very well, only what Luz said at the end you could hear
" but I haven't changed my mind, after we rescue eda and king I'm staying in the human rea,l permanently, it's for the best..."
" wait let's talk first-"
Camila tried to convince but she couldn't this time
You already knew part of this story but didn't know it was forever, you have to try to convince her
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(I'm not going to write the Belos part so I just cut this part from here.)
you arrived at the owl's house, it was covered in paint with words of hate written there
" what is this place " Camila asked looking at the house
Luz went to the door, putting her hand on the doorknob with her head down, then looking up and saying
" welcome. To the owl house " Opening the door, seeing that there was practically nothing inside
you went upstairs to talk to your pasliman
" So let's proceed with everything we heard, everyone disappeared, the collector turned this all into a dream, Luz is thinking of staying In the human real forever, hunter was possessed, Willow is on the verge of a breakdown, amity is trying to help Luz but Luz is just pulling her out, gus blames himself for all this because he was afraid to tell everyone hunter was a grimwalker from the beginning and WE can't say many things because I don't know what is really happening, why all this was provoked, maybe in that castle there is something that can say more about the collecter, And I don't know how to comfort others, gosh I needed him to be here maybe he had an answer, he always had an answer... " You said sitting on the floor looking for a photo in your bag (yes you have a bag)
Your pasliman started going into the bag " what are you trying to do" you asked them but they didn't answer instead he took out the other pasliman that was inside making the pasliman wake up
" What are you doing, that pasliman was his and we agreed not to touch it " You said with a bit of anger in your eyes
' I know but hunter now doesn't have a pasliman so we can give him this, it would be a victory for both, hunter would have a new pasliman and the pasliman would have a new owner ' Your pasliman said turning around the other one who looked a bit confused
" You forgot the detail that they both have to accept each other and now hunter would rather throw him into the sea than welcome the pasliman not to mention pasliman is still saddened by his death and probably wouldn't accept another owner now "
You said that putting the pasliman back in the bag
' Try talking to hunter first before saying that please ' They said you said maybe and your pasliman came back to put themself in your hair again
" IT'S EDA AND KING" you heard hunter scream going down there fast
" they were on that shooting star! " hunter shouted pointing to the blue star
" how are we supposed to follow them?! " Camila asked in a worried voice.
" don't worry " amity says making pasliman transform " I'm a safe flyer "
" flyer?! "
Camila went to amity, Luz went to Gus and hunter went to mine, we follow the blue star as far as we can
' Tell now this could be the time ' they said in code
" Now that we're flying? I'll ask him later " " Ask what later? " He asked listening to your conversation " Is it something serious? " He asked you continue to fly and you answered
" It's nothing that serious but this isn't the best time to ask " You replied, he nodded, and you continued in silence until you arrived.
" those thing meed symbolts " Camila said relaxed that she is finally on earth " oh hello sweet earth " Camila was about to sit down when she saw a mixture of goo and meat and she pulled her staff and screamed " AAAAAAAAAA I I mean hello good sir " She said bowing to the monster, he was happy
You guys started walking around seeing everything broken or full of stars
" where eda and king? "
" where is anyone..? "
You continued walking, arriving at a place where hunter went to look
" something's coming! "
" Witches? "
" demons? "
" no it's...sparkles? "
hunter saw the blue sparkles and pulled you like Luz pulled amity, hiding your head in his arms
When you saw there were a lot of people there but they were transformed into... Dolls?
Willow recognized one of them, it was her father.
" dad?! " Willow said this looking worriedly at her dad
The dolls started to move, Willow went after her father while you and the hunter went after her to pull her to safety
" stop it's me! Have you seen papa?? Wait! "
You and the hunter pulled Willow into an alley behind you there was an explosion and you three ran fast
When you saw it, it was the owl lady
" eda? " Luz said looking at Eda destroying everything
" That doesn't look like the owl lady " You said, hunter and Willow agreed
Willow saw Eda going to hurt her dad and immediately reached for her staff but stopped when she heard a familiar voice
" stop right there beast ! "
You all started looking at the collector admired not in a good way
" fear not citizens bonesborough I'm here to stop this beast roughage! "
" I believe in you collector! " king said pointing thumbs up
" thanks best friend! " Collector said doing the same
" what the- " You said with open eyes
" Wyclef! " (he probably didn't say that but that's the only thing the subtitles are saying)
Saying that, there started to be blue lights and the "beast" was defeated making people applaud.
" yeah oh hooray I'm back to normal "
" what " Luz said looking creepy at Terra
" yeah who's got a pint of apple blood hoot hoot "
" ah timeout everyone timeout, Terra for the last time eda doesn't sound like that! She's got more a like a a cool ant vibe who pretends to be like a cold-hearted but actually cares alot "
" yeah you're real son in my side you know that, I've had it whit you and your stupid little dog " Collector looked at her with eyes filled with anger at what she said
" uh whatever all I have to do is play eda the owl lady and I don't get turned into any of those things right? Then let's just continue " oh I like musicians! ""
" your not being very nice right now " Collector said making a mini moon and pointing to Terra
" wait!! " Terra said but it was too late she was a doll now
We were left looking at it traumatized
Collector went to sit on the star with a sad look
" collector, buddy you gotta stop doing that think about what you're doing to these people! " king said trying to call the collector for the right option
" you are so boring! I'm just playing pretend " collector said looking like a child ( he is a child )
" even playing pretend has consequences... A cranky old witch thaught me that... " King said referring to eda
" you mean eda right? That's what we need! The real thing! A cranky know-it-all mentor figure no substitutes allowed! Maybe if I ask real nice I won't turn her into a puppet "
" NO! Her curse is still um.. in effect but I can check if she's feeling better "
" you promise?? " collector said making a sly smile
" you can trust me collector " King said putting his hand on his chest
" is that the little king guy you were tell me about? " Camila asked making Luz smile and nodding
" aww que lindo " Camila said looking at King with adorable eyes
" c'mon king! Let's go back to the archive house " collector said making the star fly and things start to disappear
Luz ran to try to catch the star " no! Not yet! "
" king...! " Luz stared at the sky with disappointed eyes.
" oh okay okay the eyeballs on the ground are normal but the little space cherub is the danger? "
" we should follow them! Belos is probably trying get back to the collector " Hunter said ignoring Camila
" it looked like they were playing a game "
" yeah whit some king of messed up version of my life! King must have told him about our adventures "
" do you think everyone who was turned into a puppet gets into archives? "
" probably, there are no more places for him to put the puppets " You said looking up at the sky
" Y/n is probably right, we have to up there then "
" you'll never make it " A familiar voice said
" Hmm "
" cause you guys are losers " The guy said making an L and putting his hand on his forehead, Two more people were behind him.
We started walking and they started telling the whole story since the draining spell I didn't listen half because it was boring I just went back when he said the end
" ... We've been hiding here ever since and somewhere along the way I went from being mett tholomule to man tholomule " he said making a face, we cringe and Camila laughed
" shiuu " She said making us all stop
We had to hide from the blue star and the guy signaled when we could move forward
We went to the door and she said
" we redecorating these past few months! So let me welcome you to " She stopped talking and opened the door " new hexside! " they gasped, You've never been to hexside so you just watched seeing children free but not free at the same time
" this does not smell great " a guy said
" real " you said
" heads up " A child said shooting a ball of fire making us go down
We went to the cafeteria where people were advertising their products and a nursery where the kids were trying to hint to others how to destroy the blue stars, We stopped at the principal statue
" this is a statue of principal bump who risked his life four ours " he said in an emotional voice but the statue wasn't very emotional
" it's so nice to see teachers getting the respect they deserve, I think "
" You guys really liked your director huh " You said looking at the statue
" He was very precious to us " one of them said
They started whispering about us and started talking to gus and Willow, amity went to her siblings
You and hunter stood there just watching, He took advantage of it and said " So what was it you wanted to ask? " He said looking at you
" It's not the right place yet, but I'll tell you later today " You said and grabbed more your bag, he looked weird at you but just nodded
you went next to willow
" no offense but this seems a bit.." willow didn't finish but Camila continued
" disgusting... "She said looking at it with disgusted eyes
" yeah but we're just following orders.." she said
" from who? " Luz asked
At that very moment the cluns start talking
(now it will probably be right because i had the brilliant idea to finally go to the computer and to the owl house club and see the subtitles from there and not from yt)
" attention can captain Tholomule escort our guests to the council chamber? And do it now! "
" captain who? " willow said
" wait. Was tholomule your last name all the time? " Gus asked turning his head slowly, the guy just shook his head
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We started walking towards the gym seeing a tall guy talking to the girl with pink hair, on the side was a Lady with white hair and red skin and on the other was a tall and strong person, seemed to remember a person
" oh well, if we had a group to organize the flyers can keep track of perishables and that way we won't have to fight over food anymore " he said awkwardly
" hmm... " She was thinking when the red ball went to talk to her
" president if I can comment..- "
" president?! " Luz said interrupting the red ball
" this would take valuable resources away from your guard if you don't want to be collected like the other do you? "
" good point mike, next! " The girl in pink said making the guy leave with a disappointed face and sigh
" oh my gosh, it's you guys! "
" did she consider any of our ideas? "
" no uh... Sorry I gota make sure the kindergartens aren't hunting down lockers again, it was a bloodbath last time, so glad you're alive hehe " He said leaving awkwardly
" bocha, we found...- " He was stopped by the red ball
" allow me to introduce student body president, bocha and her trusted guards Miki and rouka " He said irritated
" It seems to be just one person " You whispered to Hunter, he didn't know what to say so he just looked at you and then looked straight ahead
" welcome to new hexside " bocha said with pride " home of the future of the islands and stuff
" what the heck is going on here "
" yeah. Hexside doesn't even have a student council, I would know it, I tried to organize one but bump seis I was to obsessed and-" Willow cut amity
" alright girl, take a breath "
Amity took a breath and got a pissed off face.
" and who are you two? " Gus asked
" my little sister and I traveled for the day of unity but found ourselfes hiding since after the incident. Bocha welcomed us, se we helped her established order over hexside "
" and now we are incredibly " She said, behind us there were people running around because of children
" well, first of all... I would like to introduce my mama, Camila "
" and our smart brillant y/n! And our fellow star, hunter! " Gus said making hunter blush all over his face
" in short: we are here to help, we'll rescue everyone from the archives and save the boiling isles! " People just stared
" not the reaction I was expecting... "
" As the leader the safety of bocha's subjects is paramount and this is a suicide mission after the horrors her brudgby team faced! "
" I don't need to hear it again! But Mike is right, we stay here!
" but- "
" and that's is! "
" So you're going to listen to a person who doesn't have a plan and is only harming your subjects than a person who has a plan to save this all? Stupid " You said making bocha and the red ball look at you angrily
" Get them out of here! Especially the one over there! " She said pointing at you
When they realized we were already out of the gym
" what just happened?! " Luz asked confused about what just happened
" it's been like this ever since Miki and rouka appeared we wanted to fix things here but every time we suggest something, Miki threatens to trow people to the detention pit"
" The what?! "
" 100% Miki is using bocha for her personal desires, This is very noticeable but she still doesn't understand it I don't know how " You said Willow walked over to you and put her hand on your shoulder
" what are we going to do to get to the archives? " willow asked
" I don't know how to get to the archives, but... We maybe can get closer "
" like the titan head, That would be a smart plan yeah " You said putting your hand on your chin
" Exactly! We just need the spell! " Luz said taking your hand
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Gus watched to see if the hall was clear of people and was free to open the door with magic.
" very good,there are no moors on the coast! " Gus said making the guy open open the walls to the door
" this is where me and Jerboa have been trying to make plans to make hexside more livable "
Willow went to look through the photos when she found pictures of her and her dads when she was little, She was going to let out a few tears but stopped herself from doing so " keep it in, keep it in- ow! " she found a picture of hunter when he had Flapjack, he was smiling holding Flapjack, She looked at Hunter who was sighing his hair with an upset face
She also found a picture of you and your friend when you two were younger " aww " She said seeing you happy " They must miss him a lot... " She said looking at you seing that you were looking at what Luz was doing, she took these two photos and kept them
" plans to turn the gym into a common room? Hours for rotating on-call shifts? Is that a menu using vegetables from the plant room?! Matt thonomule, you really are a decent leader!" Gus said amazed
" have you had any doubts? " Matt said with cocky charm
" yes. Many many doubts "
" all right, time to go back on a walk down memory lane. I saw Phillip once, I mean, belos, using a glyph to transport himself to the skull but, it could take time to find out "
" remember Luz, no tricks, no ideas, no plans and-
Definitely no gimmicks " willow and Luz said at the same time
" I'll assume those are clean " Camila said
" It's better to assume yea " You said agreeing with camila
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You've seen the memories of the Luz and nearly half of it is sad
" Damn you have many sad memories huh "
" yea " luz spoke, barely able to hear herself
" I think we found it! " Willow said taking the memory picture of Luz head
" it's so clear! We can use this to climb up to the skull " luz said excitement in her voice
" finally. Let's move again " Hunter said walking forward stopping when he heard willow's voice
" before we go, look what I found " Willow said giving the photo to hunter
Hunter saw the picture and his eyes got softe
" we will all miss Flapjack, but we know that he loved you the most "
Just so you know, we don't care who you're supposed to be because you are one of us now. Never forget that " Willow said trying to make hunter smile but only saw almost tears in his eyes
" hunter, are you okay? " Light asked worried
" I... Don know..." Hunter said making Willow feel guilty
" oh um... I'm.... I'm sorry. I didn't want to make things worse " She said this without realizing it making herbs cling to her boots but quickly undoing it as she started to walk
" I... I'll be right back " Willow said leaving the room
" I guess this is my fault too " Gus said looking away to not look into hunter's eyes
" what? How? " hunter asked confused
" I knew you were a grimwalker since the day of unit. I was waiting for you to bring up yourself but... I... I don't know, maybe if I wasn't so afraid none of us would be right here
" Gus I - " Hunter said being cut by gus
" it's okay, you stay here, I'll find willow" Gus said leaving the room
" wait, Gus! Willow, Gus , please hold on! " Hunter said leaving the room too
You stared, not knowing what to do, until Luz asked you a question.
" Did you know that Gus knew hunter was a grimwalker the whole time? " She asked not in an upset tone more in a tone of why didn't you tell her
" Yes, it was quite obvious, he saw Belos' memories so he probably saw those too, I went to talk to him on the second day in the human world he said not to tell anyone, I asked him if he wanted to vent what he wanted but he said it wasn't necessary and that he can keep it all, I didn't know what to say so I just said ok " You said a bit clumsy and guilty
" It wasn't your fault you just did what you thought was right hijo" Camila said giving you a hug, you didn't know what to do so you just stood there
" So you know all Belos' memories? " Luz asked
" No, not yet, only Gus knows now, but I'll find out after all I'm a good detective " You said making luz give a mini laugh, your pasliman was on your shoulder just watching everything
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" uff... they are not coming back are they? " matt asked
" you kids have through too much. Even when rescuing your families there is still much to fix" Camila said very sad
" at least we will all be together to solve it, right Luz? "
Luz looked at her with guilty eyes
" amity... I'd should tell you something " Even at that moment the wall exploded
" Why is this always happening?! " You asked making your palisman agree
The red ball and her suit appeared
" ha, do the rumors were true. They were planning a riot, little Matt tholomule
" yea, we were because you guys are the worst " He said quite irritated now
The red ball just laughed
" no.. not you! " Luz said with the tone of ' not again '
" long time no see, human "
" I always knew it was pretty obvious even with that disguise you can't hide your ugliness! "
She looked at you " I recommend saying that when you are the strongest not when you are the weakest y/n " she said
" what's that smell? " Camila asked
" Nettles of sleep! " Luz said
" the most important rule of brudgby, always expect the unexpected " She said
You couldn't concentrate when you realized you were lying on the floor about to fall asleep.
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She threw us into detention and we fell flat on our faces, well at least you
" what is this kiki mora? Are you working for the collector? " luz screamed
" the days of " kikimora, the subordinate " are over I prefer companionship like ours, we need to mandate now, for the sake of future generations "
" ok I'm still catching up. What is the red kitten trying to do? "
" she just copy Belos on " scaring people into worshipping her " because she has no ideas of her own! " Luz said to tease Bocha or kikimora
" uh. Um going to enjoy this " Kikimora said jumping into the hole where we were making Luz fall " you think I would just throw them inside and walk away? No, I think I'll finish you of myself "
" Bocha c'mon! this is a bit much, even for you! " She just looked and left, the floor closes in on her.
I saw them battling, you're not the best at fighting you're better at brains not at fighting!
" I don't deserve this! " you hear Matt say
Camila cast a spell making the ground fall and we go to separate ways.
You landed in a place with things written on the walls and drawings of more collectors
" Where am I...? " You asked seeing what was on the wall and a stone that was also written next to you
' We fell into a kind of temple full of collectors I guess, Well that's what it looks like ' your pasliman said
" Like the collector stories, well it was likely that there are other collectors but I didn't imagine that the one we saw was the smallest of all " You started trying to decipher the story behind the images and poems that were on the rocks " Why was all this up here? In a school detention? " You were reading the poems that were written in the rocks
' Maybe you can put some in your bag to read later because right now we should get out of here. ' Your pasliman said landing on your hair
" Yea, you're right, let's go " You said picking up some rocks and starting to walk until you reached a place where there was a hole above where you can get out
' After 30 minutes we finally found something. ' your pasliman said
" We? it was practically just me because you just did only add weigh on my head " You said taking the pasliman out of your head
' Rude ' they say
" yea yea " You said turning the pasliman into a staff to fly up there
you finally got up there sitting on the floor watching hunter do the same thing Flapjack did, luz having a staff in her hand that caused an explosion
" what. the. Heck, Why do I always miss the good parts " You complained to your pasliman, they just looked at you and turned they back
" Seriously? Now? Pick better times to be mad at me man " You said still sitting on the floor
Hunter saw where you were and used Flapjack's magic to get to you.
" y/n! I finally found you! " Hunter said picking you up and used Flapjack's magic to get to where the others were.
When you arrived Willow gave you a big hug
" y/n! You were the only missing here! " She said continuing into the hug
" You don't seem to be that tense right now, good " You rubbed your hand on her back for comfort
You heard kikimora behind you and you let go of the hug
" I don't need this reckless school to create my empire ... I'll make my own. And I will start by breaking them into pieces, part by part.. brat for brat! " After she said that, a fireball hit her.
" Stop right there! " Matt said " Miki, I can't say that I'm surprised by this, as for you Rouka I know there has been nothing more than chemistry between us... However you want to take it, I - "
" it's a robot, Matt " bocha said
" Finally the girl with pink hair said something true " You said making Willow laugh a little bit
They started shooting fireballs and amity came down
" they'll keep her busy let get to get to the skull! " She said taking Light's hand and running, we going after them
" hey bocha, don't think I'm done with you... "
" whatever, I didn't do this for any of you I just wanted to do normal things, and look cool and play grudby with my team! " She said screaming and throwing the fireball with everyone
Luz went to do the spell and pasliman started to move and made her fly
" I can't tell what you're gonna be but, thanks little friend! " She said flying with the staff
You'll decided to help with yours staffs
" this is my empire now! You'll have to obey me! " She cast the spell in yours direction but Luz was quick and did the spell and you guys went to the titan's head
" we ... We did it! " Gus said
You opened your eyes and saw you were there, excitement was in your eyes
" oh my, gosh! I can't believe that actually worked! " Willow said pulling amity and walking excitedly
" oh ohohoho we certainly beamus up O'Bailey? " Camila said making Gus and Hunter gasp
" bemus up! Bemus up! Bemus up! (I don't know how to write it, it's not written there as they say)
You were happy to see your boyfriend and girlfriend happy again, you then notice what the Luz was doing
Luz was grabbing her staff seeing that it is starting to open
" guys? " Luz said making everyone go around her to see the staff
" come meet my pasliman " Luz said making everyone circle around her
" what kind of magical creature will it be? " Camila asked " a dragon? "
" a bird? "
" an otter! "
" a spoky bat? "
" a snake ? "
" an octopus? "
" you were close " the creature started to come out of the fog and started shape shifting into different animals
" it's a shapeshifter snake! Her name is string bean.. and she is perfect! " She started to pass us and your palismans started to follow her and they all went to Camila
" oh look at all mama's precious babies. Come here, come here "
Hunter was just watching when he felt a hand on his hand.
" thanks for what you said back there, you mean a lot to me too " They blushed and hunter started to cry
" cool, happy to help. "
Willow saw you in front and pulled you into a hug with hunter
" Don't think you're left out Y/n! " She said giving you a kiss on the cheek, you were amazed, you couldn't speak
" I... I " It was the only thing you could say equal to nothing
She looked into your eyes with adoration in her eyes hunter did the same
" oh! I almost forgot! I found a picture of you and him on the floor, it must have fallen when you were walking " She said giving the picture you looked at the picture first and you heard her talking
" we know you don't talk about him much in front of us but we can feel that you miss him a lot " Hunter said letting Willow continue
" we also know we can never replace him but if you need anything i hope we can help like he did " Willow said wiping the tears from your eyes
" t-thank you guys, thank you alot " You took a breath and looked again at the picture " This was the only photo I managed to capture our friendship the rest is just written and drawn " You said putting the photo in your bag next to the book " You guys really did a lot for me these months, I'm glad I'm your partner, one of my best happiness in life now " You said that with excitement in your eyes, and they also have a few tears in their eyes from you saying that.
Amity called willow she had to go but first she gave you both a kiss and went to amity
Leaving hunter with the opportunity to ask what he wanted
" Now are you going to say what you wanted to ask? " He asked looking into your eyes
" Well I don't know if you need it now, after all you already have the Flapjack magic now " you said
" But what was it, maybe I can still answer! " He said taking your right hand
" ok, Well me and my palisman had an argument at the owl's house, you don't have a pasliman so i was thinking, why not give his old pasliman to you? One thing you all have in common, you lost important people in difficult times. " You said that going to get him from your bag, he woke up seeing hunter, hunter looks at him and says
" He's similar to Flapjack and I'm sure he likes a lot of cuddles too hehe " He said seeing pasliman caressing his cheek
" Yea he looks like he likes you what do you think? " You asked, hunter was thinking and said
" yea, I stay with him, he seems to like me a lot and he seems to be powerful, thanks y/n " Hunter said giving you a hug that took a few moments to let go, Those moments seemed happy, too happy
Little did they know that the collector was planning on them.
I hope you like it!
sincerely i hope, it took me all day to write this
It just ended at 2 am and I have school today
Byeee!
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[materializes in ur inbox] perhaps. by and a kitty. or cooper and a kitty.
I saw this and knew it had to be an orange cat
"Cooper."
"Mrphrm?"
"I am detecting a life form outside your quarters."
"Mmkay, thanks."
He's halfway back to sleep when BT speaks again.
"It is not leaving."
Jack groans and rolls over, squnting at the clock. Just past two in the morning. Of course it is.
He shuffles his way to the door, sees no one, and is about to ask BT if he's sure, when a scratchy wail scares the everloving shit out of him.
Good thing there's nobody around to hear his yelp.
"Cooper!"
Right, except his Titan.
"Everything's fine, BT. I've just got a little visitor. C'mere, little guy."
The kitten stumbles toward him, more than walking, and he picks it up with both hands, hoping it doesn't have fleas. He's never going to hear the end of it, if it does.
But he's not thinking about any of that right now, because the little thing is adorable - aww, look at those ear tufts - and also totally alone. How did it even get here? The base has security systems, but none of them are calibrated for cats, especially little ones.
"Hey, BT. What do you think about a pet?"
"Unclear. Further information required."
Jack chuckles. Yeah, that sounds about right. He leaves the door open behind him, turning on the lamp on his bedside table. Gotta find his shoes somewhere, and his jacket, and probably his ID, too, so he can get back into his own room later. He's gotten locked out twice already and that has been more than enough.
The cafeteria is silent besides the quiet thrum of the refrigerated cases. All the chairs are stacked up on the tables, and the overhead lights are off, leaving just the reserve lights around the baseboard.
Now he just has to figure out what's here that he can feed a kitten.
"What do you think?" he asks, looking down at the kitten curled up in his jacket, against his chest.
It starts chewing on his thumb. Yeah. That's about all he expected.
When he hears footsteps, his head pops up, and he wishes there were more lights on, because the light from inside the fridge has kind of ruined his night vision.
"Cooper?"
Oh, Briggs. Maybe she'll have an idea on what to do next. She flicks the lights on, too, which is a help.
He opens his mouth.
"MRAOW!"
The look on Briggs' face is indescribable, and that's not a word he uses every day.
He sidesteps and closes the fridge door, so she can see the kitten.
"Would you believe me if I said 'he did it'?" he asks, trying for a charming grin.
"Where did you get a cat?"
"I dunno. BT woke me up saying there was a life form outside my door that wasn't going away, and I found this guy."
"Cooper, Commander Briggs is approaching your position."
He bites back a sigh and tilts his head back, staring at a weird spot on the ceiling for a few seconds. "Thanks, BT."
"There's cat food in the commissary," Briggs says.
"Oh. Thanks. Anything I can help you with?"
She gives him a Look, and he nods, knowing full well what that means.
"Good luck," she says, opening one of the cabinets and taking down a silver canister.
"Yeah, you too." He yawns, and then he's off to the commissary. Good thing it's a 24/7 kind of place, because he really wouldn't want to have to wake someone up to get in there.
The guy at the register abandons it the second he sees the kitten, somehow cooing and complimenting his way into holding the base's latest addition. He also leads the way to the cat food section. It's only two kinds of food, but that's more than Jack expected. Neither is for kittens, though.
A quick internet search proves that this food is fine for kittens, too, at least temporarily, and Register Guy promises to get some kitten food shipped in as soon as possible.
Jack really should learn his name, but it is two in the morning, so he just yawns again and says thanks and goes to find BT.
"Cooper. You are holding a small animal."
"Yep."
"Do you intend to embark with the small animal?"
"Mhm."
There's cafeteria-level silence after that for a few long seconds.
"Or..." Jack draws out, trying to think of an alternative. He's got nothing.
BT still doesn't say anything, but he holds his hand out as the cockpit doors open, so Jack takes that as a good sign. He's settled in his seat a few seconds later, squirming around a little to get as comfortable as he can. These things aren't really meant to be beds, but he's slept here often enough.
"Beginning information gathering. Life form class: pet. Designation: unknown."
"His designation could be Designation," Jack suggests.
"Incoherent speech patterns. Recommend additional four to six hours of sleep."
"We could name him Designation," he clarifies. "Des for short."
"Life form class: pet. Designation: Designation."
Okay, when he hears it like that, Jack laughs.
Des crawls out of his jacket, trying to explore, but Jack catches him before he goes too far. The cockpit doesn't have any loose wires, but still, he doesn't want the little guy to get into something he shouldn't. Apparently it's all right to have cats, based on the commissary stock, so now he just has to figure out how to make it official.
Once Des realises he's not going to be allowed to explore, he settles for curling up against Jack's neck, purring up a storm, his front paws kneading at the collar of the jacket.
"The purpose of the small animal's presence is unclear," BT says.
Aw, and he was almost asleep, too.
"Y'mean having a pet? They're cute. Make you happy. Chew on your furniture sometimes, I hear."
"That does not seem beneficial."
"Eh, they make trouble, sure, but it all balances out. I mean, just look at how fluffy he is."
"I will update my internal records to reflect your appreciation for fluffy small animals."
"Aw, thanks, BT."
There's silence for another few minutes, but Jack can hear the tick-kick-tick from the back that sometimes accompanies BT's 'thinking'.
"Life form class: pet, has been accepted as beneficial to pilot. Pet designation: Des, has been accepted as beneficial to pilot."
"You're real sweet," Jack mumbles, and it's not long after that, that Des' purring lures him back to sleep.
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Between Our Hearts
Ship: Rachel x Reader
Ch 9
You woke up feeling refreshed and ready for another day as a Titan. You got dressed quickly and headed to the common kitchen area where everyone else was already gathered. Dick was talking to Kory probably about last night. They seemed worried. As you entered the room Kory noticed you and stopped mid sentence.
"Morning Y/n." she greeted cheerfully. She walked over to give you a hug.
"Morning Kory. What's the hug for?" you asked confused. She looked at you seriously.
"Did you forget what happened yesterday honey?" she said worriedly. You blinked in surprise. 'She really cares about us huh' you thought. You smiled at her reassuringly.
"Thank you Kory." you said while hugging her tightly. She was surprised but happy to see you hugging her.
"Anytime Y/n. I'm just glad you girls are okay." she said. She released you from the hug. You sat down next to Gar. He smiled at you.
"Morning sleepyhead." he said teasingly.
"Shut up Gar." you retorted playfully. He laughed at your response. Your eyes searched for Rachel but couldn't find her anywhere.
"Where's Rachel this morning?" you asked curiously. Gar shrugged his shoulders.
"She needs to practice magical stuff. I don't remember what exactly she said but it was about that." he explained. You nodded understandingly.
"That's so weird and cool at the same time. I mean she's being a..well.. daughter of a demon. But still she chooses to be with good people. And help everyone." you said thinking out loud. Everyone around you nodded in agreement.
"Yeah." they all replied.
After some more talking Gar decided it was time to training. The rest of the day went as usual. After dinner you were at the library with Gar for making some search about demons. While you two were informing yourselves Rachel came into the library looking very tired. You both got curious when you saw how exhausted she looked.
"Hey Rach..." Gar said. "What's wrong? Why do look so tired?"
Rachel sighed deeply.
"I had to cast a lot of spells today. It took me most of my energy. So I need to rest now." she replied tiredly. You could sense the exhaustion on her voice.
"Y/n and I were trying to find a way to help with these..magic books?" Gar said while turning towards you.
"Yes. We were trying to figure out a way to help you for your spells not taking all energy you have. You look exhausted really." you replied with concern. Rachel seemed relieved hearing your reply.
"Thank you guys. I appreciate your help." she said gratefully. She gave you both a smile and then turned to leave the library. Gar walked behind her and put his hand on her shoulder.
"Actually before you leave.. Y/n found something. Maybe you could take a look at it?" he asked Rachel. You both looked at him surprised. 'What are you doing Gar' you were thinking.
Gar didn't seem to care your confusion.
"It's nothing special. Just something we thought might help you. Take a look if you want." he said smiling. Rachel looked back at you. Her face showed curiosity.
"Sure let me see." she replied.
You looked at Gar confused again. But he continued speaking "You two check the magic and I'll bring some tea. Ok?" he said leaving the library. You
were left alone with Rachel and felt awkward. 'What are you doing buddy' you thought to yourself. You saw Rachel was looking at you nervously.
"What was that spell you found?" she asked nervously. You could see her hands shaking slightly as she held them together.
"Are you ok Rachel?" you asked concerned. You were worried seeing her like that.
She just nodded her head yes. You noticed she was breathing heavily. She had been holding her breath for a long time. She was probably very tired from using all those spells.
"If you're too tired we can talk later." you suggested while putting your hand on her shoulder. She smiled at you. You could feel her body shaking. Was she about to pass out? You didn't know. "Rachel you ok?" you asked again. She kissed you softly on your cheek. You were surprised.
"I'm fine. Thanks for caring about me." she replied blushing.
'What's happening tonight' you thought to yourself while pulled her from her neck and kissed her lips passionately. You wrapped your arms around her waist. She was blushing redder than ever and didn't know what to do with her hands. She was still trembling. You could hear her heart beating fast when the library door opened.
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Can you do one where aot girls reacting to you flirting to someone
AOT girls (+hange) reacting to you flirting with someone
cw: character x reader, implied cheating!!
characters: mikasa, annie, peick, sasha,hange, hitch.
mikasa
- mikasa would be litteraly heartbroken oml. like her face would fall seeing the words come out of your mouth. the reason why? Because you weren’t saying them to her, and instead some weird girl from across the bar. She hoped it was just the alcohol in you as she traveled her way closer, her mind filled with ‘he’s not even that cute, he can’t fight me let alone a titan’
- you’d notice that there’s something wrong in the morning. She left to work without giving you a goodbye kiss, made her own lunch let alone didn’t call you during lunch break. So when she arrived back home you confronted her about it. “Hey?” You said, confused as she took off her jacket. “Hi.” She muttered back. Her tone was idle and stoic like always but never to this degree. “Mikasa?” You said, “is there something wrong between us?” Her thought back to last night, seeing your face look at that other woman. “I don’t know is there?” She said, walking away, leaving you confused.
- “Mikasa.” You asked later on, “what’s gotten into you?” You said. Her body slightly flinched, trying to keep her cool that this now was being placed on her. “What’s gotten into me?” She asked, “what’s gotten into you?” She grabbed her cup from the cabinet, flipping on the coffee pot. You muttered a bit of a ‘what?’ Still confused. “I saw the way you looked at her last night.” She said, making your heart drop. “What are you talking about?” You spat out. “All of last night you were just clinging to her like she was your girlfriend or something.” You laid at a loss for words. “Is she?” Mikasa asked. “No! I don’t even know who you’re talking about!” You exclaimed. “At the bar.” She said, “you really don’t remember anything?!” A glimpse of anger brought up in her tone. “I was drunk mikasa you saw me down shots like pills!” She stayed quiet, not saying a thing. “I genuinely don’t know who you’re talking about but if you really think I’d look at someone else that easily that your own problem.” You said, angered at her accusation. “Maybe you were drunk but you still flirted with her.” She finally said. “And it meant nothing!” You spat back, “because I don’t even know who you’re talking about.” Mikasa grew silent, not nothing what to say. “I have never looked at someone else the way I look at you,” you said. “And I mean it.” Silence filled the air as you felt tears bubble up in your eyes, “I can’t believe you’d even say that.” You said, grabbing your keys from off the table and existing the room.
annie
- uh that is a very dangerous game you are playing. Fake flirting with some guy on Vr chat on your oculus. Annie hears it all, and trust me she is not having it. So when you finally take a break and go downstairs for water shes all like “So y/n hows your boyfriend?” And whatnot
- “Annie we’re friends its nothing like that,” You’d say in defense. “Sure didn’t sound like that, him calling you ‘mi amour” she said, arms crossed. “Babe..” Yoou looked at her with a side eye. “We’re joking, everyone knows that your my one and only.” Annie just sat there, sitting her tea. “Then why do you treat him like he’s me?” Silence hit the room as the words left her mouth. Annie muttered an ‘exactly’ before turning back away from you. “Anne,” you said, placing a hand on her shoulder. “It isn’t like that.” She nodded sarcastically, ‘right’. “I love you. Actually love you,” you said, “Me and him just like to joke around.“ Annie just sat there, not saying anything. “So is this relationship a joke too?”
hange
- dont do this to her oh god. They’ll avoid you until you apologize. You didn’t even know making a joke about how cute armin looked in his bow tie would strike a nerve with hange. Everytime you’d try and hug her she’ll just push you off and walk away. Eventually, thanks to jean, you finally figured out what was wrong.
-“Hange..” You open the door to her office. They glance quickly up at you and back to their paper. “Babe are you really that jealous?” You asked. “Yes I am,” she said slamming their pen down, “and i have every right to be.” you sighed as you came closer to her at her desk. “Hange..” they just rolled their eyes. “He’s cute isn’t he?” She said grabbing an ink carton from her drawer. “You cannot be serious!” You exclaimed rolling your eyes. “Armin is my friend, I’m allowed to compliment him if I want.” They quickly glanced up at you, continuing to write with their pen. “Han.. I love you,” you said. “No one is going to come between that..” They looked at you and sighed. “Not even armin and some stupid bow tie?” They said. “No not even armin and some stupid bow tie..” you scoffed a laugh out. “Gotta admit it did look pretty funny on him,” Hange let out a giggle, “yeah it kind of did.”
pieck
- “You couldn’t keep your eyes off of her all night” your girlfriend said as you both got in the carriage. “huh?” You turned to look at pieck. “I saw you dancing with her.” You just sat there confused on what the big deal was. “Pieck-“ “are you like in love with her or something?” She said numbly at you. “Babe?! Are you serious?” You said back.
- “We were just dancing, you know i haven’t seen my best friend in a year and now that she finally comes back to Marley to visit your mad?” you spat back at her. “I just.. the way you looked at her,” Pieck sighed. “Babe.. you know that your the only one for me,” you cupped her cheek, making her face you. You saw a glimpse of guilt in her eyes before kissing her on the lips “only you I’d ever look at..” Her eyes tried to avoid yours, “I just… I mean you looked so happy with her..” she admitted as your eyes fell. “Pieck..” you said, “no one in the entire world could make me as happy as you make me.” The woman pushed her hair back with a sigh. “It’s just sometimes I feel like.. You could do better..” you placed a hand on her thigh. “You are better. You’re all I want.” You explained as you leaned in for a kiss, “you’re all I’ve ever needed.”
sasha
- “you serious y/n?!” The girl finally said, slamming her cup down. Silence filled your table, others around in the lunchroom talking vaguely. “Actually you know what, are you serious jean?!” She said, getting up. You and your friend just looked at her, her comment making your both’s laugh fall. “You guys just gonna keep flirting or what?!” Jean looked at Sasha confused. “Sash? What?” He scoffed looking at connie sitting beside him as he stared back. You scoffed out a laugh, “Sasha tell me you’re joking.” You said with an unsure smile on your face. “Actually no im not for the first time in my goddamn life you two are really pissing me off!” She sprang up from the table walking away as you and jean just looked at each other confused. You getting up the follow Sasha.
- “Sasha what the hell was that!?” You yelled at her from down the hall. She continued walking angrily, her fists balled up. “You really don’t care that much that you’ll just flirt with him in front of me?!” She turned around, yelling. “Flirting!?” You we’re drawn back in surprise. “We weren’t flirting!” “Oh yes the hell you were!” She spat back. Sasha had already been in a bad mood all week, but this was her breakthrough. “Oh jean you have such big muscles, you’re so funny jean, we should train together some time jean!” She yelled, mocking you. “Babe, we were joking!” You tried to explain but to no avail. “I DONT care if it was a joke or not, it looked genuine! It’s so obvious you want to fuck him i mean shit y/n you just gotta reach the 100 mark huh?!” You stopped dead in your tracks. “So you’re calling me a whore?! Because I was fake flirting with him like you and Connie do?” She stayed quiet before reaching her dorm room “You know what! Actually I think I just need some time away from you.” Sasha said, “all you ever do is fuck with people.” She slammed her door, leaving an echo down the hall as the wind hit your face. You just stood there, at a loss for words.
hitch
- you starred at the text that laid on your screen, specifically the small word ‘read at 10:15PM’ that laid under the bubble. You sighed, flipping your phone over as you attempted to regain your focus to the half written essay on your computer screen. You tried to ignore it, thinking of what Hitch wrote. “You both were obviously flirting and you’re dumb if you don’t think I didn’t see y/n.” It haunted you as those same words appeared on your computer screen, accidentally typing it instead of your essay. “Fuck!” You grunted to yourself, slamming your mouse down and leaning back in the chair. A finger reaching over to the backspace button to spam it. You sat there for a minute before picking up your phone and calling hitch. It rang for a bit before you heard her voice through the speaker, “what do you want y/n” she said coldly, harshness in her tone. “hitch,” you managed to spill out, “I swear to god we weren’t
- “do you really think I believe that shit?!” A furious voice cut you off, your eyes slamming shut as you felt a pang of guilt hit your heart. “Y/n I don’t even want to hear you! I don’t even want to talk to you! You know exactly how it went down and so do I! Im so tired of hearing your excuses after everything! Everything!” As soon as you heard the small crack in her voice, the line cut of. You sinked into your chair, holding back tears as your hands laid to your face. You couldn’t lose her, you can’t. You also know that talking to that random guy at the bar was the biggest mistake of your life, and would costs you the biggest loss of it too.
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Day 105 of Writing Something Everyday
(365 Day Challenge)
I keep smelling chemicals like chlorine,
I keep smelling the vinyl on a warm summers day and how the plastic would burn you if you weren't careful.
I remember the wet dogs - the smell of their fur, tongues hanging out the sides of their mouths huffing and puffing after running around and playing in the water all day.
I remember the smell of bathing suits and how the chlorine smell never washed out.
I remember the smell of coconut sunscreen and the way it never screened anything - it just smelt nice, smelt like summer I thought.
The smell of sand on a hot day, almost pungent but still bearable - comforting in a way strangely.
This all just started happening the other day.
Maybe it's because summer is coming up?
Maybe it's because it brings back nostalgia?
I don't know..
It's not necessarily bad memories, but it's not exactly memories needed right now when I'm alone.
I don't have faith or hope that my life will get any better or anything good will happen to me or for me.
When I'd lie on my back in that blow up pool in our backyard I felt like an adventure - the whole waiting and having any whimsy or anticipation whatsoever over my future.
I'm not sure if 13 year old me would like 31 year old me.
I never did anything on the time capsule list I said I wanted to do.
I thought I'd have my mom forever...
I'd have to tell little 13 year old me that her only and best friend would die and she'd have to traumatically watch this happen, not just on the day of her passing but for the rest of her life.
I don't have a boyfriend and never have, no family or friends, just alone and hoping someone arrives one day like a prince in a fairy tale to take me (the princess) away.
As a kid it's maybe tomorrow, then maybe next week, then maybe next month, then maybe next year until you're not even looking for love anymore and you haven't been keeping track.
Now when people show up I just feel like I'm being lied to and want them to just go and save the oxygen and brain cells they're going to use to fabricate what they tell me.
It's harder now as an adult, I can't see past my childhood and how I was then. Can't see that I'm not that girl anymore but sometimes I wish I could go back there to that time when I ate cereal and drank juice. Cartoons and colouring were life, lunches and suppers consisted of sandwiches and chips (possibly a slushee) and I was dying waiting to go back into the pool until I'd be called in later on that night.
To feel that water on my skin again, to hear those leaves on the trees rustle above my head, wondering if It was the wind, a squirrel or a cat moving the branch.
Boys climbing the fence to giggle at an 11 year old me in a bathing suit then running away when I noticed them.
There was a part of me as I drove under the water that giggled to myself as no one could hear but me.
Is it bad that I kind of miss that?
The innocence of thinking someone was cute, giggling and holding hands.
I wish I had experienced any of that completely and not half assed..
Being out in the pool when it started to rain that night, feeling bigger and better than I ever had.
Being out in the pool with you and wanting to kiss you so bad that night.
Staying up late with you to watch Titanic (both VHS tapes back to back) and NOT fall asleep. I can't remember who'd fallen asleep first?
Half happy because I didn't make it to the part where Jack dies - you would've seen me run away moments before that scene to cry alone because it made me so sad.
I remember being at that Christmas party, I was 6 and you were 7.
The adults had been calling us and they couldn't find us because we were under a blanket in the dark in a room (by ourselves)
You had been kissing my neck so much under that blanket my mom had to buy me turtle necks in every colour of the rainbow to cover up the shit load of hickey's you left on my neck..
I can't remember who found us but I remember the blanket being ripped off of us and lights in my eyes and lots of yelling.
I was the kindergarten trollup and I had no idea...Nor did anyone else. My mom made sure of that Lol
I don't believe that purgatory is a real place,
But I do believe we all have mini fun sized versions of it living in us.
Living in our brains..
We can't see it, touch it, taste it or hear it.
Yet somehow it's there?
It's so real that you can actually go there, but just in your mind's vehicle. Only we usually use it for negative places and get lost on memory lane.
I'm just in the passenger seat, just along for the drive but I hope we park soon.
Inside with my eyes closed I can smell the car, it's rented. The keychain around the rearview jangles lightly over the low music playing.
It smells like new air fresheners and I'm in my seat leaning back awkwardly like I'm in a nascar race - my back is hurting sitting like this for too long.
I'm not in control..
It's always night time when I'm here and I can never see the drivers face, just a light silhouette.
I've spoken about this before in the past too I think.
Everyone says they'll stay and not to worry, then they wonder why you have trust issues and are in the middle of a mental breakdown.
I know people are lying yet I allow them too having too much hope that maybe I'm wrong this time..
Then it happens again, proving me right again.
I even lowered my standards as I thought maybe I was just too choosey in picking friends, then people started coming to me and it was still all the same crap all over again.
No changes...
No surprises..
Nothing is new anymore and that's truly sad.
I have people around me now since my mom passed away and to me none of them are no more than acquaintances.
Nobody that I'd actually want to go for a coffee with.
Nobody I can just call up randomly because I want to, I have to be "squeezed" in or it has to be "arranged" leaving me feeling like I'm a burden.
It's just better to leave everyone alone...
I finally stood up for myself, I told the church lady that I didn't want her making plans for me and that church was in itself overwhelming for me that I'd add on things slowly down the road if I'd like to do I get used to everything slowly.
She got pissy and told me that "fine" she'd "not send me anything anymore" and I haven't heard anything from her in 3 days.
It was very childish and I can't deal with people who refuse to do anything other than what they choose to do.
I do not have to explain my grieving process to people who said "I know" a little too much in the beginning..
Shouldn't they know me then?
~Jenni
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if anyone wants, i'm pretty sure i can also find you a lil something with eren during survey corps time when they try to figure out how he can turn into a titan ehehehe 👀
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AHHHH i'm sorry it took me a couple of days!! i wanted to wait for the weekend, and now i can take my time and write this idea into sentences hehe. enjoy!!
Suddenly, a shadow falls over you, making you flinch and your hands immediately jerk to your blades. A boulder sized hand blocks your way. Your eyes travel along the attached arm and look up at Eren staring down at you.
“Something up?” you shout. Eren exhales loudly, a little huff that is visible steam curling around his jaw. He doesn’t move his hand away, and you stand before it like it’s a big, meaty door you can’t walk through. Maybe he wants a high five. You slap his hand, happy to hear a satisfying clap.
He still doesn’t remove his hand. You hope somewhere Hange is watching this peculiar communication and writes down how to teach Eren how to talk.
“Does your hand hurt?” you ask, carefully pressing your tiny, tiny hand against his open palm. His skin is very warm. It seems tougher too. Maybe you can poke him a little with your blade and hope he doesn’t start swinging at you.
And then his giant hand closes around you carefully and he scoops you into the air.
Many things happen at once. As you wait for a heart attack to kick in and knock you out, somewhere down at the ground you hear Levi’s squad run amok.
“It’s fine, it’s fine!” you rasp even though everything in your body screams at you that this is anything but fine. A Titan is holding you in his fist. A giant, strong fist that could easily crush you, break your bones, squeeze your organs into a messy, bloody pulp. You’ve always hated being picked up, but this rockets the fear into new heights—neck-braking heights where you plummet to your death with no ODM gear to stop your fall.
Deep breaths. You’re not alone. You’re not helpless. This is still Eren, and you know Eren, you trust Eren, you’d leave your life in his hands—not this literally, but still.
When Eren opens his fist enough for you to stand on his palm, you slowly turn around and peak up between his slightly curled fingers. He just … stares at you, and you’re close enough to clearly see his eyes. They’re the same bottle-green; the same deep green-grey of a lake shortly before a storm hits. So familiar, and so easy to lose yourself in them.
“You okay, big guy?” you ask, lifting your arm to … to what exactly? But before you can think otherwise, Eren leans in—a Titan is leaning in and that is his enormous mouth right in front of you, ready to swallow you whole—and boops the tip of his nose against your open hand.
Now that. That is something.
Somewhere down you can hear Hange shrieking and Oluo screaming he put you down at once. “She’s not a freakin’ toy!” you hear his shrill voice. You ignore them.
“Wait, don’t tell me you’re growing soft on me, Jaeger,” you joke.
Eren lets out a low rumble in his chest that sounds a lot like a purr.
and after eren turns back, something happens and it includes eren's teeth and your neck 🌝
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Platinum Bones Week 2023 - 01/04 - Day 2 : Throne
Here we go onto day 2! I picked "throne" as the prompt this time, and I'm quite proud of this one, hehe.
The premise is Collector in this future has repurposed the archives into a sort of educational history review of all the things the B.I didn't know but really should have learned! And one of the items now put on display is a throne carved by the trappers as an offering to their "huntsman".
Collector stared at the throne with a silent defiance, anxiously twirling one of his fluffy pigtails between his fingers.
It was too big, and cold looking, and although the symbol atop of it looked cool to him, it was all too hostile to him, knowing this was Titan Trapper work.
"This isn't for me." Collector grumbled quietly.
But an exhibit was an exhibit, and he could not deny the citizens of the Boiling Isles knowing their history. All of it. He had shown the other artifacts from the Isles' past before. This should be no exception.
He sighed and swiped his finger in the air, lifting the throne up into a platform, and then snapped his fingers to summon a glass case around it. Another twirl of his fingers and a plaque appeared, describing what the item was, its origin and date.
They put their hands on their hips and continued to stare at it. It wasn't for them but... why did they feel strangely compelled to try the seat out? For just a second wonder what it would have been like to have the trappers bowing at their feet?
"Collector!" King's voice calling to him made him jump a bit, his pigtails poofing up.
"Oh, hey, King! You wanna come in?" Collector offered, knowing King had been calling from outside the room, but he expected the answer already.
"Maybe another day." King was still outside, hesitant. "Can you come over here?"
Collector sighed and walked out the titan war memorial room, to meet with King anxiously whipping his tail and grabbing his paws and looking around the hall.
"What's up?" Collector leaned on the wall, arms crossed.
"I was wondering if you still had that titan bound songbook..." King played with his claws shyly. "I know I can't tell what it says very well, but maybe you could help me?"
"Oh!" Collector perked up hearing that. "Yeah, yeah!"
He flicked a finger and an old book bound with matted fur and claws and soft scales for pages came to King's paws, heavy and worn, but intact, mostly.
"Sweet, thanks!" King wagged his tail as he looked at it, already opening and staring at the pages. "Are you OK to go now, or are you busy?"
Collector paused and his eyes shifted to the room behind him. The throne wouldn't leave his mind. Why wouldn't it leave his mind?
"I'd rather wait a bit more, I'm completing some new additions to the exhibit." Collector gave a grin.
King lowered his head and hummed a bit, observing Collector's strange behavior.
"Well, I'm gonna be hanging out at Wilderness Square, we can meet up there later!" He decided to leave it alone though, and started on his way.
"O-okay! See you there!" Collector waved, until he saw King disappear through the hallways.
He walked back into the room and let out a deep sigh, then looked at the throne again.
With a snap of his fingers the entire platform, glass and plaque were gone, and the throne was back to the way it had been in its first arrival.
He stepped towards it, and eventually, lifted himself up to sit on it. He shivered. As expected, it was cold stone, nothing comfortable about it, and although he could change sizes to fit it, right now in his usual adapted form, it was way too big for him, his arms barely reaching the actual arm rests, the back of it extending far too high.
He closed his eyes and allowed his height to adapt, growing longer, and his carefully put together modern outfit disappeared into more regal robes.
The lights in the room dimmed at his mental command, and he opened his bright red eyes.
He imagined the many titan trappers that would be in front of him, worshiping him, hands and faces touching down on the ground in devotion, not daring to look up.
He grinned, and readied a speech:
"You lowly mortal forms, writhing beneath me, calling for my blessing. Do you even know how little you mean to me?" He growled.
"You are nothing. You are filth. In your search for power and divinity you have done nothing but taint this earth and dishonor my name. Others may have surely thanked you for your sacrifice, but of them all I remain, for my love has saved me. You of course could never understand, warring scum that you are, spilling divine blood of the kindest creatures for your own selfish wishes." He went on.
"Well, no more." Their hands gripped the sides of the throne. "For now I distribute justice and rip apart your bones, razing the earth to feed the felled titans with your blood, eye for an eye."
The visions in his mind, illusions that they were, exploded into screams of despair as they erupted into mounds of burning flesh.
They sat back, satisfied, watching the spectacle they had created.
As they disappeared, Collector was left with nothing but the dark and silence of the room.
They sighed, putting a hand on their chin and leaning sadly. In the real world, King had begged them to not actually kill the trappers, only give them a good scare, as they ransacked and took as much as they could to form the exhibits they now held on titans, the war, and their history.
He shrunk down, clothes adjusting back into his comfortable combo of a long jacket, t shirt and baggy jeans. He hugged himself, remembering he was alone, the titans gone, and he couldn't even avenge them properly.
All that was left was to remember them was these memorials, these exhibits, making the Archives into something finally useful, educational, for preservation.
But that wouldn't bring them back, but then again, killing the trappers wouldn't either. Collector and King were still chasing them out from hurting anyone whenever possible, and helping those questioning their beliefs.
Collector wiped a tear. Moping around wasn't doing them any good either, they ought to pull themself back up and go meet King.
They got off the throne and snapped their fingers, putting all the exhibit back into place again, and left.
.......
It was under a quiet palistrom tree at the park aptly named Wilderness Square that Collector found King resting, reading the book with a furrowed brow as if he could understand it.
The park had been created as a new area of greenery for all to enjoy, a celebration of wild magic and a departure of the old ways of controlled covens. Now, it made all creatures who visited it feel at home.
"King?" Collector called, walking up to him and leaning over with a smile.
"Oh! Hey, you took a bit. I've just been trying to read the book, er, emphasis on trying." King smiled sheepishly.
"Well let's take a look." Collector sat down next to him, and stretched their neck to get a better look at the pages, those soft cast off scales of ancient creatures that had had ink dipped feathers write titan language on them.
"This symbol..." Collector tried to reach an arm over King's, having to stretch it quite a bit.
"Do you want to sit on my lap?" King offered nonchalantly.
"What?!" The offer definitely took Collector by surprise.
"Come on, you're stretching to get a good look, it's just more convenient." King reasoned.
"I..." Collector was trying to hide their embarrassment, puffing their cheeks. "I can change my size you know!"
"Yeah, but I like this better." King gave a mischievous grin at them. "Now I'm the one getting to grab you around."
"Wow." Collector swallowed, still clearly flustered. "You waste no time getting revenge, huh?"
King grinned wider and grabbed Collector by the sides, growling playfully. "Collectors and titans, fighting again! Who could have seen this coming?"
Collector gave a squeal and giggled nervously in surprise, and before they knew, they had been whisked up and sat comfortably in King's lap. In protest, they bit the titan's arm, growling back.
"Hahah, alright, settle down. Look." King adjusted the book to now rest in front of both of them, now being seen clearly in both their fields of vision. "That's better now, right?"
"Huh. Yeah actually." Collector had to admit, this was more convenient.
They could see both current pages the book was open at.
"Alright... a different one. I think I can only tell apart like three symbols. We need a less complicated one." Collector told King.
He obliged and turned the pages.
"This... I know this one, I think." Collector pointed.
King hummed. "That looks a little like the symbol on my old collar."
He then reached out and pointed to a circular symbol with a dot inside. "This one."
"Ah, that makes the sound sol, it's also the titan symbol for sun, light, gold, and titans themselves." Collector explained.
"That's a lot of really different meanings, though, how do you know which one it is?" King asked, scratching the back of his skull.
"You have to look at the context. This one seems to be a song about the morning light." Collector traced the symbols over the pages with their finger.
They had to admit they were glad they were doing this with King. That old throne had been cold, but King was warm and soft and reminded them of the present and the bright future they had.
There was nothing better than being here, than knowing that despite all the hurt and everything that had tried to come between them, they were safe and happy together. This was Collector's real throne. Where he fit and where he belonged.
"And you knew this one?" King asked.
"A little. From the time I got to spend with them, I learned some of the songs, but I was always sloppy with getting the individual words and symbols right. They said it was okay though." Collector responded, leaning back into King's stomach.
"And I believed them." They sulked and turned slightly while sat on his lap, burying their face in his fluffy fur. "I thought I had all the time in the world to learn. Can't ask any of them now about it, though."
King fell quiet, also looking sadly off to the side.
"Hey." He finally spoke. "My aunt's a historian, you know. I'm sure maybe with your knowledge, and hers combined, and her connections in history, you could start on figuring out this language for good."
Collector's eyes lit up, and they turned to face King. "Really? We could bring back Titan language!"
"We could! That would be a fun exhibit we could make together, right?" King grabbed onto Collector's hands and held them happily.
"Yeah." Collector gave a bright smile.
They then turned to the book again. "So, about the song. I know what it is, and I sort of remember the melody, but I don't really remember the individual bits. Just like... it as a whole song."
King pat their head. "That's okay, I just wanna hear it."
Collector felt warm hearing that, and got comfortable in King's lap again, facing the book. They began to sing, slowly tapping back into their memory of singing with the titan pack that had taken them in once.
King stayed quiet while listening the whole time, Collector couldn't really tell what the titan was feeling, he wasn't even looking.
He stopped singing. "That's it, I think. It's a pretty simple song, it was for kids, y'know, like a good morning song."
"It's beautiful. Thank you." King told him, though he sounded very melancholic.
He sighed and put a paw up to his jaw, looking away and getting lost in thought.
Collector couldn't say he wasn't also made sentimental, having felt a knot on his throat while singing. He wasn't even sure if he was fully remembering or pronouncing it right.
But something about sharing that with King had felt healing, like he'd been holding in this precious knowledge all these years and now he got to share it.
He listened as King attempt to repeat the song now, and laid back into his chest, breathing softly.
"Hey, it's not a lullaby. It's a good morning song." King interrupted his singing to tug on his best friend. "Don't fall asleep."
"Sorry, it's just nice. You were getting it right, though." Collector nuzzled, not really bothering to seem any more awake.
King smiled to himself and began to sing again, letting his power give the song strength, golden light all around them.
Collector hummed happily. Yes, this was way better than any cold old throne.
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could I get armin x reader where they both have crushes on eachother and eren and jean tease them about it? maybe a confession scene? if not thats fine, make sure you drink water and sleep and all that
i’m on a bit of an armin kick so i thought id do this just for kicks. also sorry if you dont like fics with drug use, but i think its incredibly hot.
pairing: armin x reader (post timeskip
media: attack on titan
content warnings: drinking, joint smoking
note: gender neutral reader!!
it was a little hard to admit to yourself that you had a crush on armin. you had met through mutual friends (eren) a couple years ago, and even then you were quick to dismiss the little butterflies you felt when he would sit close to you, or say your name. but after a couple months of secretly pining you decided it would be best to admit it, at least to yourself.
a normally smart person, it was entirely too embarrassing how you would trip and fumble over your words when you were around him. letting out nervous laughs, and trying to play off your mistakes was becoming increasingly annoying. and after your friend's weekly hangouts you were bombarded with texts from eren and jean with texts to "just fucking admit it already" and "jesus christ he probably already knows". but every time you thought about asking armin to talk in private, and confessing your little crush your hands shook and your chest became tight just thinking about how he would react.
why would you risk your friendship with armin over a stupid crush that would probably just end in shambles? jean always told you that you had nothing to worry about, and that even if armin turned you down you would always be friends. but you knew that it would be different, not something that your friendship could just bounce back from.
after class one day you and eren, who had been working on a sociology paper in the library, were sitting waiting for lunch that you had just ordered.
"come on you know he'd probably faint if you told him you like him, right?" eren prompted.
"yeah yeah yeah, as if your little conjecture about what armin 'would do' is gonna get me to fold" you retorted, making eren give you a disgruntled look. his lips curving down into a small frown.
"well you're never gonna get anywhere with that attitude"
"im not trying to get anywhere, just leave it alone" another annoyed look was shot your way.
"fine. but if i go crazy waiting for one of you to make a move it's on you" eren said finally relinquishing after the number on his receipt was called by the woman behind the counter.
"fine" you said to yourself quietly as he walked away to pick up the food.
the next couple of days you spent with your mind crowded by the idea of armin possibly mirroring your desire. every time you tried to sit down and work on an assignment questions flooded your brain. you tried to weigh out the pros and cons of confessing, but ultimately it made no difference in your plight.
suddenly it was a couple hours before you were going over to jean's house to see everyone and you were staring at nearly your entire closet thrown around your room.
‘ugh fuck what am i doing, it's not like anyone's taking notes on what i’m wearing’ you noticed you were definitely thinking of armin when you said 'anyone' and groaned a second time, hating how much having a little crush could affect you.
finally picking up something off the floor and wiggling your way into it, fixing your now-tousled-hair and looking into the mirror once again.
‘eh good enough’ you said defeatedly, picking up your things and giving yourself one more once-over to make sure you weren't missing anything. your heart was beating uncomfortably after getting in your car.
after driving over to jean's you parked a block away and quickly walking up his driveway, noticing you were 20 minutes late.
‘shit im definitely getting flack for this’, you knocked on the door shouting a quick "open up!", and hearing shuffling coming towards the door followed by the jingling of the handle and a "jean how the hell do you unlock this thing" along with more shuffling.
when the door finally opened up you were greeted by the friendly faces of sasha and jean beaming at you. hearing a chorus of "hi"s as you walked in and set your stuff down. deliberately not looking around too much in fear of making eye contact with armin and giving yourself away.
"geez what took you so long, we’re almost through the first round" connie remarked as you turned around to say hi to everyone.
"oh wowww, did you save me one?" you asked, mildly joking to connie.
you felt a presence next to you and a small nudge on your shoulder, followed by the clearing of a throat.
"here, i saved mine too so you wouldn't feel too left out" armin said, handing you a can of whatever eren got his hands on this time, shooting you a small smile. you accepted it, returning the smile with a "oh thanks!", cracking open the tab and taking a small sip while observing your friends all going back to whatever they were talking about before you arrived.
you sat around and joked for a while, getting to the end of your can, and settling for whatever other shitty alcohol there was lying around. slowly becoming more inebriated by the minute, you resigned to sitting on the sofa listening to mikasa and sasha hash it out over a small argument, laughing along to the commotion.
the alcohol in your system had dulled any previous worries about armin, so immersed in the conversation that you almost forgot about it until he sat down next to you.
feeling the sofa dip you looked over, "oh hey, hows it going" you asked.
"im ok, just needed a break from eren and connie. too much energy" he said slowly, also obviously feeling the effects of the alcohol.
"you dont say? god i would have never guessed" you joked. armin cracked a smile and let out a small chuckle at your sarcasm.
a bit of silence between the two of you before he leaned over and whispered for you to follow him over to the kitchen. you gave him a quizzical look and slowly stood up to follow him where he was headed. as you rounded the corner into the kitchen you saw him leaning over to pull something out of his backpack, turned so you couldn’t see exactly what he was getting. looking over your shoulder to see what was happening out in the main room you noticed everyone carrying on, not noticing your sudden absence.
“ok lets go” armin said turning around with a joint sitting in the palm of his hand.
raising your eyebrows you responded “oh i didn’t know we were smoking tonight, i would have brought my stuff”.
“dont worry about it, i just brought it incase anyone was interested” his eyes flickered to yours through his bangs and then back down to the joint.
“right right, should i go see who wants to join” you started turning towards the open door before armin made a ‘shhh’ sound and waved his hand towards you.
“i was thinking that we could just go alone, it’s not really that much anyways” he said, even though it was clearly untouched and enough to go around your group at least twice.
“oh! yeah sure lets go” you said quietly, heart just about jumping out of you, body trembling at the slight hint that he wanted to be alone with you. you shook your head a bit, trying to return to the present moment and not overthink it. he probably just wanted to get away from the commotion.
you walked together quietly through the back part of the house, reaching the backdoor. armin pulled it open and ushered you through, closing the door behind him. you both sat down on the small steps down to jean’s backyard. armin fished a lighter from his pants pockets, fumbling trying to find it, offering the joint in your direction, asking if you wanted the first hit. you took it out of his hand, placing between your fingers as armin held the lighter up allowing you to get it started.
the peaceful glow of the lighter spread across your faces, illuminating the darkness for a second before you leaned back and puffed out a cloud of smoke toward the empty yard, sighing in contentment. you handed the joint over, letting armin have a turn and letting the feeling of smoke in your lungs settle, relaxing a little more into your spot on the steps. quietly you passed it back and forth until it was just about gone, and the burn of the weed was almost intolerable.
“do you want to go back in?” armin asked after another moment, looking at you but not making any movements to get up.
“no, its nice out here, and besides if we go back in now they’ll be mad we smoked without them” you said in response, smiling a bit to yourself thinking about your friends and their antics.
“true” armin giggled “i just wanted to make sure you weren’t bored of me” he joked. your eyes widening.
“never! i don’t know why i’ve been so quiet lately, just thinking about things” you explained, looking at armin meekly. his eyebrows raising in question.
“thinking about what? you know i’m always here to talk” he sounded genuinely interested in what was troubling you.
“eh nothing, just life things you know? don’t worry about it” you dismissing his question knowing full well what exactly you were so worked up about.
“yeah i get it, life’s weird like that. sometimes i get so wrapped up in it i don’t know what to do with myself” you shot him a concerned look, turning a little more towards him.
“you want to tell me about it?” you asked, prompting armin to let out a laugh, his head falling back.
“hey! you cant just brush me off and then ask the exact same question to me” he smiled, and you felt yourself jump a bit at his beauty.
“i’m not brushing you off, its just hard to talk about”
“you want to try?”
“only if you tell me about yours too. otherwise i’m kind of getting the short end of the stick” you persuaded him, in a moment of bravery.
“oh gosh we wouldn’t want that” the sides of his eyes crinkled a bit, giving you the go ahead to start talking.
you felt the repercussions of your words coming back to you, not knowing whether to lie, make an excuse, or just tell him the truth. your heart started beating faster, and butterflies erupted in your stomach. small bits of sound came out of your mouth in an attempt to start talking but no words came out.
“i ... ah i don’t know its just...uh” you fumbled as armin looked intently at you, eyes gleaming in the most spectacular way, letting you know that he was listening.
“i think theres something wrong with me” you relinquished as armin’s gaze turned to worry.
“theres nothing wrong with you, you’re perfect” he said plainly, as if he hadn’t just frazzled you even more and given you the best compliment you’d ever received. you felt your face grow hotter, cheeks buzzing with heat.
“is that what you’ve been so worried about?” armin asked, mouth creating a small frown. you shook your head, not saying anything else.
a moment passed, you both sank back into the silence of the minute before. you turned your gaze to your lap, but could still feel armin looking at you. you felt him wanting to say something, but another moment passed with nothing said. there was definitely something different about this silence, it wasn’t as comfortable as the one before, and you could tell there was something hanging in the air. you felt the pressure building up inside you, feeling that maybe your comment made it awkward. in a moment of recklessness, and an attempt to break the silence, you slipped out,
“i think i might like you but i didn’t want to make things weird and i know you probably don’t like me back but now its already weird so i might as well tell you” breathing deeply, not looking over at armin who remained in silence. your cheeks somehow even hotter than they were before, and your whole body trembling.
another moment passed, and you finally decided to take a small peek over at armin. you slid your eyes to the side not moving your head, and he sat eyes wide open, and lips sightly parted in surprise (image). your eyes darted back down into your lap, already regretting your actions, and preparing to just get up and go back inside. your eyes burned in a tell-tale way, you shifted to get up.
a little tug on your arm “hey” you paused to see if he would say anything else, “i think...we feel the same way” he finished, and to both of your relief you turned back around and sat back down.
“you do?”
“yeah”
“thats good”
“hah, yeah” he chuckled, his own cheeks turning pink and his eyes shimmering in the minimal light. armin turned towards you,
“would you mind if i kissed you?” armin questioned “no pressure”. you turned away in the good kind of embarrassment, unintentionally smiling.
“please do”
yayyy lmk what you guys think!! i sincerely hope this isnt toooo gushy and cringy.
as always feed and water yourself! <33
#armin#armin x reader#armin x y/n#aot#snk#aot x reader#snk x reader#armin arlet#armin arlert#attack on titan#aot season 4
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