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lily-blue · 5 months

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Baby, we’re more alike than you think

☆ characters: rich kid!eunwoo & rich kid!you ☆ genre: rich kids au, college au ☆ warnings: bullying, implication of sexual assault (it crosses the reader’s mind at one point, but doesn’t happen for real) ☆ request: DV24. form this prompt list ☆ summary: Eunwoo doesn’t like to be cornered, so he turns the tables and leaves you with no other option but to beg for his mercy ☆ words: 1,4k ☆ dedicated to: @dat-town ♥

Most people would have called you an idiot for pretending that you weren’t part of one of the most influential families in your country - in a prestigious university, no less -, but you liked having friends who liked you for who you were rather than for how much your father’s company was worth, hence you couldn’t stop the act.

It had started out completely unintentionally, though; you had sat next to this cute brunette on your first day of university and seeing the Demon Slayer keychain dingling on her bag, you had asked her about her favourite character since you were also a fan. You had hit it off right from the start - as soon as Yuqi had picked the Water Hasihra whom you, too, had a soft spot for -, and in-between lectures and seminars, you had slowly discovered at least half a dozen things you had in common. You had never become friends with someone so cool so easily. It had felt like it had been written in the stars.

Considering that you two had many things to talk about, obviously your financial situation or family background hadn’t come up immediately. And if you had wanted to be honest, you had preferred it that way. However, the difference between your lives had become painfully obvious when entering the university canteen, some spoiled brats had felt the need to push Yuqi’s tray out of her hand and her on the ground. Their reason? It had been to put her back to her place and simultaneously humiliate her for being on scholarship.

Your throat had closed up as the realisation had hit you, but you quickly regained your cool. You could have easily put an end to the harrassment if you had introduced yourself properly - being the youngest child and the only daughter in your family, you hadn’t been shown off to the public yet -, but one look at the anger on your friend’s face had said it all: Yuqi wouldn’t have appreciated a rich kid’s help. On the contrary! She might have given up on you and your friendship altogether before you could have formed a strong enough bond. So you had said nothing.

Instead, you had crouched down beside your friend and helped her up, dragging her out of the canteen, all the way to a more secluded part of the campus. You hadn’t talked a word about her scholarship, but you had let her vent about the entitled nepo babies of your country and in a matter of mere months, you two had become the loudest spokespersons on the injustice in your university.

Being a Communication major, your assigned role was to write juicy, exposing articles about your fellow university students who abused their family’s power and while most of the time you were well-hidden in the shadows, behind your laptop, sometimes you had to put yourself out there to investigate. This was how you ended up in an empty tutoring room on the second floor of your school’s library with Cha Eunwoo whose lackeys had left the two of you alone as soon as the young heir had told them to.

‘Give me your phone!’ The boy demanded and while a teeny-tiny part of your brain was aware that you should have been more afraid, you were too pissed to do as he said. The only people who could boss you around were your parents and grandparents and even them rarely did so. Who was he to think you were his servant?

‘You mistake me for those losers. I don’t have to do anything you tell me to,’ you reminded him with a scoff, your perfectly made locks bouncing as you put your whole chest into this disrespectful, lowkey mocking gesture. You didn’t break eye contact. In fact! You kept your chin high.

‘I don’t like repeating myself,’ Eunwoo said, his facial expression so cold, you could feel the chill it sent down your spine when he took a step closer to you. However, you were your father’s daughter and despite your poor-girl-act, you had pride.

You linked your arms in front of your chest and let a lopsided grin adorn your rose-tinted lips.

‘Look at that. We actually have something in common,’ you mocked, enjoying the smallest cracks on his mask even though it didn’t take long for him to hold onto his self-control. He had clearly moved in the same circles as you would have done if your parents hadn’t been so protective over you.

Your grip tightened around your phone a little when Eunwoo took another step closer to you, but you refused to show how intimidated you really felt until your back hit one of the white walls. Because then… then you gulped. And that was a telltale sign, blood in the water. Just like a shark, the boy seemed ready to tear you to pieces.

‘Oh, we have a lot more in common than you let your pathetic little friends in on,’ Eunwoo said while he brushed a stray lock behind your ear. His touch was burning even though his finger barely grazed your jawline.

He leaned closer, so that his lips were right next to your earshell. Your heart was beating in your throat.

‘You like airing our dirty laundry, don’t you? How about we do that to yours. Wouldn’t you like that?’ He taunted you, his voice barely above a whisper and yet, at that moment it felt like he was talking into a microphone. A loudspeaker. ‘One more thing in common.’

He knew. Cha Eunwoo knew that you were faking it.

He knew and he enjoyed his leverage on you, which made your blood boil.

‘Fuck off,’ you pushed the boy further with both of your hands, but after the initial surprise faded, you lost your adventage. He invaded your personal space once again, effortlessly.

Eunwoo squeezed your cheeks, your lips puckering all sulkily.

‘Ah-ah. Let’s do something about that mouth of yours,’ he taunted you and for a second, by the way he was staring at your lips, you thought he would kiss you.

You yelped when he dug his fingers into the soft flesh in the crook of your neck and pushed you on your knees. What was happening? Would he… you tried to turn your head away, but his grip was too firm. Would he force you to suck him off in the library? He wouldn’t have, would he?

‘Start to beg. And don’t forget to kiss my feet while you’re at it,’ Eunwoo said and while his demand was outrageous, the relief you felt when you realised that he didn’t intend to rape you outpowered your annoyance.

Actually, you were so caught up in your slowly dissolving fright and the reassurance that his covered crotch in front of your face was a mere consequence of your heights that you lost touch with reality for a second.

Why were you kneeling in front of him? What had he said?

‘Beg for what?’ You asked, more confused than anything, which earned an eye roll from the boy. He crouched down in front of you and shook his head as though he was disappointed, as if you should have cared what he was thinking about you.

‘To keep your secret, of course. Though, if you want something else, too… Well, I might give it to you if you’re asking for it nicely,’ he shot a disgusting grin at you, smug and suggestive, which made you want to spit at his face.

You almost did so.

‘Go to hell,’ you mumbled under your nose, finally able to look away with his hand off your body. Still, it didn’t make you feel less caged. His closeness in itself chained you to the wall, and you hated it.

You hated him.

You hated that even though he knew who you were it didn’t shield you from his cruelty. That he didn’t give two damns about your family, but could use them against you at the same time.

‘Your friend works in the school library in her free time, doesn’t she? Should I go and find her?’ He asked, clearly amused and you bit into your lower lip to suppress another curse. He was clearly unaffected by your words and you really shouldn’t have risked pissing him off for real, should you?

As much as you would have liked to tell him to feel free to look for Yuqi and leave you the fuck alone, a part of you knew the girl would have hated you not only for lying, but for being rich as well. There was no way she would have forgiven you if Eunwoo had aired your dirty laundry and you loved Yuqi.

The possibility of losing her made your hand shake. When Eunwoo stood up and nudged your shin with his foot, you pressed your lips together and bowed.

You refused to let him see your tears fall when your lips touched his designer shoe.

the end.

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dream-meister-translations · 6 months

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DREAM MEISTER & THE RECOLLECTED BLACK FAIRY

KAI - VOICE COLLECTION

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"Ugh. Professor Est's assignment is so incredibly difficult. It's giving me a headache."

"Hey, you feeling okay? You're not pushing yourself too hard, are you?"

"Take a break today, it'll be fine."

"If you ever feel unwell, don't hesitate to rely on me."

"I'll make sure you recover properly."

"How's your health? Your body is your most valuable asset."

"If you feel any discomfort, let me know."

"Don't push yourself too hard. I'll heal everyone. Radiant light."

"Damn…I still have a lot to learn."

"We should make some medicine together later. I'll make sure to heal you properly."

"This is the first time Magia Seminar has ever had a Guild Keeper. If you ever run into any problems, just let me know.

"Leave injuries and illnesses to me."

"Don't neglect your efforts to stay healthy, okay?"

"You've really settled into the guild. Your support is great, I'm relying on you."

"Watching you makes me feel like I can't lose. It's seriously motivating…Keep up the good work!"

"The desire to help someone is the same for both doctors and Guild Keepers right? So many you and I will get along well."

"Between lectures and patient treatment, there's a mountain of things to do, but we can't afford to stop here."

"As long as you're here, I can chase my dreams without hesitation."

"Alright, let's start another day of medical care!"

"If you're not feeling well, it throws me off too. That's why I want you to let me nurse you back to health."

"Taking a leisurely stroll is good for your health. How about going for a walk today, Emma?"

"Ah, it's been a while since I took a walk! Let's have a good dinner tonight and get to bed early…"

"I've got quite a few piercings, you know. Even though I'm a doctor. Do you think it's a bit too flashy?"

"Did it hurt getting my piercings? Not at all."

"My piercings are like my good luck charms. I try not to lose them, but sometimes they vanish and it gets me all worried."

"Actually my little sister bought me these piercings. Pretty cool, right?"

"Could it be that you're thinking about getting a piercing too? If you do, make sure to disinfect properly."

"If you're scared, I can give you a piercing myself. I know how to make it painless."

"Hobbies, huh? That's a sudden one. Well, I enjoy going on little food adventures."

"I like hanging out with Ange. Even though she doesn't like me that much. At least I'm more liked than Sion, right?"

"I'm really into card games too. People often say it makes me childish, but what can I say, I like what I like."

"But you know, the best thing is when I'm learning with the others at Magia Seminar. Like when we decipher Sensei's cryptic lessons, or I mess around with Sion. It's a blast."

"Now that you're here, it's even more fun."

"It's kind of unsettling when someone's checking your pulse, right? Oh, wait, is that just me?"

"Your arm is pretty slender, isn't it? Are you eating properly? If I put too much pressure, it might just snap."

"You want me to check more? Is it that much fun for you? Haha, sometimes you act like a kid."

"Here, let me see your wrist. Huh? Did your pulse just speed up a bit? Why is that?"

"Your face is kinda red, too…Do you have a cold? Hmm…Doesn't seem like it."

"Doing this…It reminds me of the old n' days when I used to wander around aimlessly just for fun. Huh? Oh, I'll tell you about it sometime."

"Ah, I've been sitting in the clinic all day, so it feels nice to stretch my body. Alright, where are we heading today?"

"Huh? Is my hat a bit crooked? Weird. I thought I was wearing it like I always do. Anyway, thanks."

"Hats are pretty cool, right? They can hide bedhead in an instant, and, most importantly, they look stylish!"

"Whenever you reach up to fix my hat it's so cute. Haha."

"Heh, my bad. From now on, I'll squat down so you can fix my hat. Thanks."

"You know what, since we're talking about it, let's buy you a hat! We'll pick one out together!"

"Ah, thanks for the massage, you're a lifesaver, seriously. I've had a string of consultations lately, and I was getting really stiff and uncomfortable."

"Ah, your thumb is hitting just the right spot, right below the shoulder-blades."

"Whoa, that feels…Mmm…You're quite skilled, aren't you?"

"Your arm must be getting tired, right? Let's switch and I'll give you a massage. Just so you know, I'm really good at this."

"Damn, you're super tense. Been accumulating stress, huh? Even if you're busy, don't push yourself too hard."

"I've been relying on you for everything. I'll gladly give you a shoulder massage anytime. Just ask without hesitation, okay?"

"Thanks. Mmm…It's incredibly tasty! Want a taste of mine?"

"Hey, aren't you a bit too close? It's not that I dislike it, but well, it's just making me a bit nervous…"

"You must be tired. I can tell just by looking at your face. Don't push yourself, please."

"Being with you is a really soothing experience."

"Hey, what do you say we don't head home just yet? Let's take a detour."

"Sorry, I just don't feel like letting you go just yet. I'd like to spend a little more time alone together."

"You're quite assertive sometimes, you know? It's not that I mind, but…I can't help but worry about if you're this intimate with anyone other than me."

"Your hand is so soft…I didn't mean it that way!"

"You don't want to let go? That's a cute thing to say…Alright, let's keep walking hand in hand."

"Normally, I wouldn't let anyone touch my eyes, but with you it's perfectly fine. It's really strange, isn't it?"

"What's that? My eyes are beautiful? Aren't you going too far with that flattery?"

"I have dark circles under my eyes? Well, it doesn't bother me. Besides, even if I am tired, you're here to comfort me."

"Make sure you only show this side to me, okay? I don't want anyone else seeing you so defenseless."

"You know, being with you really lifts my spirits. I'd like to be your personal doctor. Haha, what am I even saying!"

"Wait, is this…A birthday present?! Even though you're so busy, you still made time to get me something? Oh man, I'm so happy I can't help but smile."

"Listen, Emma, a person only has two arms…Haha, I appreciate it, but really, it's too much."

Gift (Likes) : "Oh, I love this! My spirits just went through the roof! Thanks a bunch!"

Gift (Likes) : "Wait, you got this for me?! Woah! I'm honestly so happy about it. Um, how should I return the favor?"

Gift (Neutral) : "Oh, what's this? You got it for me? Thanks, I'll gladly take it!"

Gift (Dislikes) "Uh, well…You know, I was hoping for something a bit different. Did you maybe forget something?"

KAI : Hey, Oboro, there's a dried fruit mentioned in this book, but I'm having trouble with the drying process. Can you help me out?

OBORO : Before relying on others, did you make an effort to research it yourself? I won't lend my wisdom to a slacker like you.

KAI : I'll make sure I get a better score on the next assignment than you do…! Prepare yourself, Sion!

SION : You never get tired of saying that, do you? How about learning at least one magic circle while you're busy bickering with me?

KAI : Huh!? Est-sensei, you put chili peppers in the coffee again…? Consuming too many stimulants isn't good for you! It's not healthy!

EST : Actually, I feel much better with a little spice…Why don't you try it, Kai? If you get injured, let me know right away.

KAI : Don't slow me down, Sion!

SION : That's my line, you single-celled organism!

KAI : I'll heal you. So show them what you're made of.

OBORO : I'm not thrilled about this.

KAI : Hey Sion, you have a scratch. Let me heal it.

SION : Heal your own injuries first!

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jinlizz-dragondrama · 5 months

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Chapter 14

Hug it out it's Thanksgiving

"S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N!" Donnie yells from the kitchen

I'm getting ready for my shift at my new job at a Famous Lou, Mike Tony, Tony's Pizza! I can't believe I missed pizza week but stupid school got in the way of a very eventful momentous time of the year. Thankfully they left me a few slices when I got home after swim practice. Anyway, I'm pretty excited to have a job again and start having money of my own.

My mind has been going crazy with training in private, what transpired with my future self, and my very complicated feelings for the purple terrapin. So I decided that a job would help distract me and calm my mind...I hope. A plus is that April will be working with me and a double plus is FREE PIZZA.

Back to Donnie screaming S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N has been acting a bit well teenager like and it's funny to see Donnie lose his cool a bit with his robotic son. Putting my hair in a ponytail and adorning my work hat on my head making sure my uniform is in tip-top shape before leaving my room.

Entering the first floor I look up at Donnie and can practically see the steam shooting from where his "ears" are. S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N zooms past me the wind from his drive by taking my hat with him, quickly chasing after it and joining Mikey and Donnie near the skateboard ramp.

"What's up, guys?" I say while putting my hat back on.

"Ugh it's S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N! I just upgraded his operating system to version 13," he says while pinching the area between his drawn-on brows.

"Ah 13, feels like yesterday he was a twinkle in your toolbox," Mikey says

"Yeah, and now he's a pain in my shell

He charges til noon, he's always coding back to me, and now he's drone racing all over the house! I don't know what to do" Donnie says annoyed

"S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N is at a delicate age. You need to nurture his spirit or you'll drive him away" Mikey says while snapping his fingers and the screen changes to us to the projector room and has Donnie and I sitting in chairs.

"Good morning I'm Doctor Feelings, welcome to my seminar 'Hug it out'" Mikey says while introducing one of his Doctor personalities.

"Wait when did you change into that therapist outfit?" And how did we get here? I say confused.

"Doctor Feelings, I thought you were "Doctor Delicate Touch," Donnie says while air-quoting the last part.

"Doctor Delicate Touch feels NOTHING," Doctor Feelings says in a pretty creepy tone.

My question not being answered I shrug and watch the seminar.

"Lesson one! Because I said so is not an answer, you need to learn a healthy way to express your feelings to your family" Doctor Feelings continues in a therapist tone.

"Yes, feelings...hot, cold, hungry, sleepy" Donnie says uninterested

Which causes him to receive a smack on the head with Doctor Feelings pointer.

"No, feelings like anger. Remind you of someone?" Doctor Feelings questions as he puts up a picture of Donnie and S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N arguing

"Noooope" Donnie says sure of himself

Doctor Feelings brings up another picture on the projector of Splints scolding Donnie then he flips back between the two pictures. It finally clicks in Donnie's head and he begs Doctor Feelings to teach him the way.

"Of course, right after we move onto the next part of my seminar," Doctor Feelings says

"Huh?" I question

Doctor Feelings moves to another projector prompt and it reads 'Confessing ones romantic feelings'

Doctor Feelings clears his throat and continues. "Now my students I will now have you two complete some role-" he's cut off by Donnie and I

"NO..." we both say in unison

"I mean I totally have to go to work, catch ya later," I say while quickly grabbing my backpack and racing out of the room.

"Ah yes. Right, and it's no time like to present to get those expressing feelings lesson with S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. ONWARD...." Donnie says while awkwardly laughing as he quickly exits the room as well.

*sigh* "When will they just admit that they like each other, we can all see it. Probably in the next chapter so hang tight kiddies" Mikey says looking directly at the camera

"Uh, Mikey who are you talking to?" Raph says while poking his head through the opening

Mikey winks at the camera and goes after Donnie. Leo comes behind Raph and says "Pfft I bet they will probably say it during a very beautiful romantic moment like a dance or something"

"Raph agrees," Raph says while nodding his head

I hope onto my Moped that's next to the turtle tank. Specially designed by Donnie himself and of course it's in purple. Putting on my helmet and starting it I speed through the garage tunnel exit into the surface and head to work. Parking my bike in the alley behind the Pizzeria.

I walk in the back door and see April. I wave at her frantically.

"APRIL!" I quietly shout

"BESTIE!" she quietly shouts back.

We giggle, our bosses come in and give us the rundown on how they operate. We start making the pizzas which we are pretty good at from cooking with Mikey during our family cook-offs. Which we always come out with the best cuisine *chef kiss*. After the piping hot pizzas are put in the pizza warmer bags I place them onto my Moped and zoom to my deliveries. It was a long first day working a 12-hour shift not wanting to stop just yet from having too much fun.

I make it back to the lair super groggy, parking my Moped in the garage, and sleepily walking to the shower to wash off the pizza smell. The shower perked me up a bit so I went to the fridge to grab leftovers that Mikey left for me and there was a little note from the gang.

'We hope you had a great first day! Tell us the deets in the morning'

I smile and heat my food in the microwave, quickly devouring it. I decided to go to Donnie's lab to finish my science project which was a suit of armor that could collapse and shrink to the size of a ring. I'm still working out the kinks and Donnie wants to help. But being as stubborn and secretive as I am I'm not allowing him to see my blueprints or help in any way. It's not due for another two years but April gave me the heads up that at senior year they hold a Science competition and the lucky winner could sign a contract with an Elite company or even the government.

"I'm going to win that competition," I say sure of myself.

Quietly skipping past the boys' rooms, I see Donnie snoring peacefully while holding onto a Jupiter Jim figurine. Entering the lab and inputting the password I sit in my corner of the lab and start tinkering. I didn't notice that S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N wasn't at his charging port as I was too distracted. I ended up pulling a Donnie and falling asleep in the lab. I wake up to a purple weighted blanket on my shoulders, smiling softly I rub my eyes and head to the kitchen.

"Now that S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N is grounded I can finally enjoy my toasted avocado baco-bagel-rito in peace!"

I look at Donnie intrigued by his creation and walk up to him.

"That's one heck of a sandwich coming from someone that likes 'flavorless juice'" I chuckle and fist bump with Mikey

"Hey, I can appreciate flavorless every once in a while" Donnie retorts

Donnie stuffs his sandwich into his pie hole and goes to check on S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N but we found out that he snuck out. I hop onto my Moped to help search for him, but before we leave Donnie shows me an adjustment he added, he presses a button and my wheels turn into hover fans.

"Oh yeah!" I shout in excitement

We search everywhere and call out for S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. But thankfully we were suspiciously at the right place at the right time to hear that the Drone Races is where wayward teen drones go when they run away from home after a fight with a misguided parental figure and will regret it for the rest of their lives.

"Oddly specific, he's at the drone races let's go get our boy," I say while grabbing Donnie by the arm and running towards the race.

"Our boy?" Donnie says quietly and smiles softly as he runs with me.

We make it inside and Donnie has the brilliant idea...major eye roll to impersonate a drone to get close to S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N to talk some sense into him. So Donnie had to win to show him that the Purple Dragons only use people to get what they want. S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N learned a valuable lesson that day and also got a hug which I may or may not have snapped a picture of. Oh, and we got a transmitter that I definitely took for my science project.

After that very eventful evening, we head back home to sleep off the adventures of the day. We end up sleeping in a pile in the middle of Donnie's room. Leo took this opportunity to take a picture to use as leverage later. A few days go by and Mikey is very suspicious of sneaking off to pizza in the sky knows where. But I busy myself with work, April had the day off so it was just me and the owners. I do my normal routine of delivering pizzas and realize I'll be delivering to April's apartment. I decide I'll say hi after I do this delivery but as I walk to the apartment number I hear Splinter say "Happy House Warming Mr. Mrs. O'Nnnngggghh"

Rushing over to see what's happening I gasp and drop the pizza when I see Raph, April, Mikey in a...dinosaur costume...Leo, Splinter, Donnie, and in the back of the room is Barum Draxum.

"What is this? I thought we were finally meeting April's parents" Splinter says

"No apparently we are helping Draxum get his groove back," April says disapproving

"Called it!" Leo says and Donnie hands Jim money.

"He's not our enemy anymore, he's family" Mikey retorts

My brain shuts down after hearing that and I pass out. Which finally alerts everyone to my presence. I wake up sitting on the floor with April fanning me with a self-help pamphlet and Donnie putting an ice pack on my head.

"Oh thank goodness you're ok," April says worriedly

"I'm OK, but sheep boy won't be once I'm done with him," I say menacingly while my eyes change into cat-like slits. But I look at Draxum and he looks pretty beat up.

"Damn you look terrible, looks like someone got to you before I could" I stand up with the help of Donnie.

Donnie's expression is hardened and he's doing his best to hold back. I could see the pure anger in his body language but I looked over at Mikey and its rare to see the young turtle angry but I could also see his conflicted emotions and he had bandages on his fists. He walks over to me and I hug him tightly.

"Thanks, Mikey," I say quietly turning to Draxum and everyone else.

"Well since we're all here might as well eat while it's semi-hot. And I'm doing this for Mikey so you better not try anything Draxum or I'll have your head." I say sweetly but my voice is laced with venom while slamming the green bean casserole onto the table. We all sit at the table and awkwardly eat.

"Isn't this nice, when was the last time we all got together like this, huh?" Mikey says while trying to cut through the tension

"The time Draxum dropped me off a building," Leo says

"No, actually I think it was when he ambushed us at the botanical garden" Donnie adds

"No, no baseball stadium, dark armor tried to destroy humanity," Raph says

My mind goes blank as I start to have flashbacks of the last time we encountered each other and I start to breathe a bit heavily.

"Well, we know that last time Aqua saw him, " Donnie says while gently and awkwardly placing his hand over mine which helped my panic attack a little.

After Draxum dared to call us fool humans April joined the chat.

"Fool humans? As Aqua and I are the only humans here we take offense to that" April retorts. I smile a little knowing that it's far from the truth but it made me feel better. After a successful burn from April about reading an instruction manual before jumping into a suit of dark armor which gets a high five from Donnie. Mikey decides that Draxum needs to hang out with humans to understand them and volunteers Raph to go with Alberto Land. Donnie and I regretfully decide to go but we will not enjoy it one bit.

We ended up enjoying it, going on the bumper cars, merry-go-round, and rollercoasters, he even won me a huge unicorn stuffy. But Donnie was keeping a close eye on Draxum now and then I could see his jaw was tight, eyes slightly narrowed, and hand hovering near his tech bo just in case. We hear a commotion coming from the Ferris wheel and we rush over to see what's going on. But we end up too far back in the now dense crowd of people watching the scene unfold. Donnie decides to activate his battle shell and hover over to see what's happening. I nod my head and he takes off to take a look, by the time he gets to the Ferris wheel everything settles down slightly and the crowd starts to disperse.

When I reach Donnie I see Mikey, Raph, and Draxum saying goodbye to a mom and little child. I ended up finding out that Draxum saved the child. Don't get me wrong saving someone is a good step in the right direction but I'll never forgive him for what he did to me. Donnie walks over to me and smiles at me.

"Awww are you two on a date?" Mikey asks

"What? No, I....we, um, you see this is just a friendly outing between friends" Donnie stutters out clearing his throat while awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.

I blush slightly and hide my cheeks behind my plushie.

"Right...." Raph says seeing his younger brother's reaction

"Well enjoy your not date, don't stay out too late," Mikey says while dragging Raph and Draxum away.

Donnie glares at Draxum as he walks off, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards a snack booth.

"Get anything you want, my treat," Donnie says shyly

I giggle and order what I want and Donnie also places his order. We sit at a table and enjoy our spoils in comfortable silence. I love how sometimes we don't have to vocalize how we're feeling to understand each other. I've also started picking up some sign language to use for the days he completely shuts down and it's the only way he'll communicate, still learning but getting better.

Unbeknownst to me Donnie summons my Moped which pulls up next to us. He nods his head to it, I nod and hop onto it with Donnie in front driving off into the New York night. We get to a familiar alleyway, hitting the hover button we hover up to the road of the nearby building. Landing gently on the roof we sit with our feet dangling off the edge and watch the sunset.

Closing my eyes feeling the gentle breeze blowing my hair and caressing my face. I took a deep breath in and let it out slowly as I listened to the hustle and bustle of the city that never sleeps.

Donnie stares at me and smiles to himself, thinking back all the times he felt this way and chalking it up to feeling a close friendship bond with me but dare he think it's something...more....only time will tell and a few experiments, hypothesis and data collecting will hopefully finally come to a bite-sized conclusion. But for now, he sighs and relaxes his shoulders as he looks at the bright lights of Times Square.

"Pizza?" I say breaking him from his trance

"Race you there!" He says while zooming off with his battle hover shell

"No fair you got a headstart!" I shout as I tuck my unicorn stuffy into my hoodie, hopping onto my moped and flying after him laughing as we go.

A/N I hope everyone had an amazing and thankful Thanksgiving! 🦃 My family and I had ours today so I thought I would write a quick chapter before I start getting to the good part of this book. Thank you for reading this far and be ready for the next few chapters it's going to be an interesting turn of events! Author-chan out! 💜

#rottmnt #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt x reader #rise donatello #rottmnt fanfiction #rise donnie #rise of the tmnt #donnie x reader

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[“Risk taking had never been a strong suit of mine, but at twenty-one, I’d discovered a deep drive to get away, to build a new life. In that new life, I told myself, I’d be a writer. I’d write dangerous new plays and explore whatever ideas suited me. I’d read the works of Valerie Solanas and Angela Davis and as many iconoclastic revolutionaries as I could manage. I’d apply to the jobs I most wanted and to the graduate-level courses I longed to take. I’d say yes to any new opportunities that came my way. I would, I told myself, become a risk taker. And I did. I started writing plays, submitting them to festivals, seeing my own work staged by actors I liked, and being critiqued and complimented by writers I admired. I said yes to parties and weekend trips around New England. I took graduate seminars with professors and students I looked up to. My brain buzzed and popped like neon with the charge of new ideas and a bolder self. I was uncovering the contours of who I could be when I wrangled my fear, and I loved the shape I was taking.

The deepest risk-taking challenge was dating. I hadn’t really seen anyone since my first girlfriend in high school, nor had I made sense of the relationship or the breakup. Despite seeing a therapist regularly, I kept quiet on the subject of relationships. Even after several years, it still felt too tender to divulge, even in complete confidence to a paid professional. I told myself I simply hadn’t hung in there. I wasn’t a convincing enough cool girl. If I tried harder, suppressed the hurt feelings I was certain were unearned and unjustified, I knew I could do better if a second chance at love presented itself. I had to hope for some hypnotized partner to fall in love with my inner beauty.

That’s when I met my first love.

He went to art school, and early in our courtship he invited me to a student show of his photography. Haunting photographs hung on the walls, a ghostly kind of self-portrait of his changing body. He had started testosterone shortly before we met, and the double-exposed photos seemed to show his body as a specter as the hormones took root.

We lived two states away from one another and on the weekends would meet in the middle in Boston, spending long days together. He wrote me letters nearly every day, and I responded like clockwork. His love letters landed like a blow, knocking the wind out of me. I wrote back on thick paper, sometimes sprayed with perfume. He put the letters up around his bedroom mirror. You say such nice things about me. I figure if I keep looking at them, I’ll start to believe it.

Over time our Boston rendezvous turned into weekends at his apartment. We would lay together in his tiny bed and daydream of my postgraduation move to Boston. I started researching jobs and he started looking for apartments.

But every time I imagined our future, I couldn’t imagine myself. This beautiful life belonged to someone else, and he deserved someone better. Someone easier, prettier, cooler, and of course, someone thinner.

I had never seen a fat woman in love—not in life, not in the media. I had never seen fat women who dated. I had never seen fat women who asserted themselves, whose partners respected them. Because this was uncharted territory, I assumed it was also unexplored. My risk-taking resolution ebbed from my broad, soft body. How could he love me if it meant loving this?

Despite having what was described as a “very pretty face,” I was constantly reminded that my body was impossible to want. We were dating at the height of popularity of sites like Hot or Not and TV shows like The Swan. Everywhere I looked, bodies were openly critiqued and ranked, and mine steadily landed near the bottom of the scale—2, 3, 4. His thinness alone earned him a much higher standing. In the cruel calculus of dating and relationships, our numbers didn’t match.

But it wasn’t just him. I had learned that I was undesirable to almost everyone. Desire for a body like mine meant my partners were irrational, stupid, or resigned to settling for less than they wanted. In the years since my first breakup I had struggled to accept interest where I found it. No matter how a potential partner looked, no matter how enthusiastic they were, I couldn’t trust their attraction. I shrank away from their touch, recoiling from their hands like hot iron, believing their interest to be impossible or pathological. Any intimacy required vulnerability, and vulnerability inevitably led back to humiliation.

This is among the greatest triumphs of anti-fatness: it stops us before we start. Its greatest victory isn’t diet industry sales or lives postponed just until I lose a few more pounds. It’s the belief that our bodies make us so worthless that we aren’t deserving of love, or even touch.”]

aubrey gordon, what we don’t talk about when we talk about fat

#aubrey gordon #currently reading

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raptorsaurusmelain · 8 months

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Let me show you... YouTube - chapter 1

Here is the beginning to why the fanfic is called like that XD I created a tag for the fanfic "twst LMSYY" for easier access.

Warning : no proof reading, I have no one to do that.

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After what seemed to last 4h of deaf dialogue with the raven man, a few thing could be highlighted:

The child name was Yuu,

They were both from another world named Earth,

This was Twisted Wonderland like the game that Victoria played and used all her money on it,

Yuu was from Japan and Victoria was from France,

Yuu and Victoria were going to live in the Ramshackle dorm as janitors (like in the game),

Yuu did not know the game Victoria played.

Victoria was now at the entrance of the Ramshackle dorm with Yuu, both shocked by the state of the dorm. The building was in worse condition than what was shown in the game… If they wanted to live here, they needed to renovate it. A LOT.

While Victoria was looking at the headmaster going away with a spring in his steps, she began a small talk.

"So… Yuu… I am Victoria Devi like I said earlier. What's your age? You seem quite young."

"I am 15 this year but I still have a baby face. And you?" answered Yuu.

Victoria nodded. "I am 29. You are 15… It is young indeed… You should be playing with your friend, not be a janitor of some sort." She sighed. "We have long hours in front of us to renovate this place. Don't worry, I know how to do some stuff, I watched YouTube."

Yuu arched an eyebrow "YouTube? Are you sure we can do this with the help of… YouTube?"

Victoria laughed "oh trust me, I did many things with the help of YouTube. I learnt how to do my taxes thanks to it."

A noise was heard and made Victoria and Yuu jumped. It was…

"The almighty Grim is here !!!"

The cat.

After a few minutes of fighting where Victoria decided to not interfere, a cold hand touched her. Wait a minute there wasn't supposed to be anyone with Grim, Yuu and her.

She turned her head and saw a smiling ghost face. Victoria yelled on top of her lungs. "GHOOOOOOOOSTS"

She did forget about this detail. The prologue of the game was a long time ago for her, who was in chapter 7. Of course she forgot some details. The most obvious one.

The ghosts of Ramshackle laughed at her reaction. "The livings are always so funny" said ghost A.

Aaaand the battle scene with the ghost began. Yuu yelled their order to Grim so he could attack the 3 ghosts.

Yuu and Grim were, of course, victorious and like typical villains, the trio said a good "we shall win next time !"

Victoria thanked the duo from the bottom of the heart. She was too frightened to do anything, yet she was the adult in charge. She wasn't the bravest woman on the planet and it was proven just by this event.

Then Crowley came by and like in the game, there was the fight where he transformed himself into a ghost. Victoria had only one thought [grilled bird for tonight please…]

Once the whole “wow so cool you’re going to be a beast tamer *wink wink* Ok Grim can be here too. *wink wink* but you’re still janitors because why not ? Oh, I am so gracious” Victoria decided that the bird man needed a little… reminder.

“Yuu, choose your room, I have to speak to Crowley.” Yuu nodded and began their quest.

“Headmaster Crowley” mumbled the man.

Victoria closed the distance between the two of them “Listen to me little bird. I can understand that I am supposed to be a janitor, but they are still a child and they should learn. They have to go to class too”

“Or what ?” asked the crow.

Victoria had a sinister smile “I will make you understand the sentence “fiscal fraud”.“

The crow became flustered “Wha-what are you on about ?”

“I know a bribe when I see one.” Answered the lady.

“And how ?” asked the headmaster, not liking what the woman was implying.

“Bribe seminar from the lab I used to work for” shrugged the woman.

“...”

“And YouTube of course.” She smirked.

Tagged : @boba-tea-sipsip

#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twst lmsyy

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arsenicolada · 10 months

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That post reminded me of this. So I was in elementary school in the early 2000s which I would say was the peak of the kidnapping scare crisis. Every adult was like “IF YOU SEE A WHITE VAN, GO TO YOUR HOUSE AND HIDE!!” Kids would even brag about how they “escaped a kidnapping” to look cool, that’s how monumentous a topic kidnapping was.

And we would have these little seminars. Not assemblies where you would go in the auditorium or cafeteria and sit down with the whole school, these happened in the classroom. People, usually like two or three adults we’ve never seen before, would come in and talk to us about stranger danger.

One of these seminars, I think I was in fourth grade, these two older people, a woman and a man, came in to talk about self defense. And one of the techniques they taught us for when a stranger grabs us was, instead of screaming since screaming can hurt your throat and exhaust you which would make it easier for the stranger to overpower you (their wording), the thing you should do was, and I am not remotely kidding, Loudly. Throat. Sing.

They had the whole logistics figured out. If you throat sing loud enough, then the stranger will let go of you to cover their ears which will allow you to escape. They even did a little skit to demonstrate.

Even as a tiny child I was like “that is not gonna work.”

#bumming baby

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larsofthe-stars · 29 days

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"Afternoon, everyone. Have a seat. Get a cup of coffee and a muffin. Also, a reminder: the Seminar Rooms are a weapons-free zone. Please make sure you've surrendered your weapons at the reception desk. I know, it's bullshit, but the last thing I need is an O5 complaining because one of you was walking around the Blue Zones with your piece. Everyone good? Cool."

"Today's seminar is about a subject near and dear to my heart: Reality Benders. Type Greens. Mary Sues. Bixbies, Shapers, Wizards, Gods, Devils, Outside Observers, call them what you will, these are the guys that change reality based on perception and willpower. I've made a career out of both containing and killing these guys. You're here to get certified to do the same thing."

"Want to know my secret? We'll get to that later. First of all, I want you to take a look at the doors to the seminar room. Notice something about them? Look again. What doors?"

"Yes. The doors are gone. Take a closer look if you want. Touch them. They're not there. The doors have literally disappeared. But that's okay, right? You can still get out the windows if you want. Except there's one small problem. There aren't any windows in this room either, are there? All the windows are gone. There's nothing but four blank walls, a ceiling, and a floor. No way out. But how did you get in?"

"Starting to freak out a bit? Don't worry, just take a deep breath. You're going to be all right. Just a bit of a change to the way the room's set up. It's not like anything worse is happening. I mean, it could be worse, right? At least you're safe in here. It's not like the desks are coming alive to kill you now, is it? Oh wait, yes they are. The FUCKING DESKS ARE GOING TO KILL YOU."

"What you gonna do? HOW YOU GONNA SURVIVE? THE GODDAMN ROOM IS ALIVE AND GOING TO EAT YOU. WATCH FOR THOSE FUCKING DESKS, THEY'VE GOT TEETH. GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM THERE, NOW. YOU WANNA LIVE? YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO FIGHT! DON'T TRY TO DENY IT, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS, THIS IS REAL. THIS IS HAPPENING. THIS IS A REALITY BEND, AND YOU'RE GOING TO DIE UNLESS YOU CAN FIGHT IT NOW!"

"Oh, I see, a real TOUGH guy, huh? What the fuck are you gonna do with that 9mm? That gun really going to do anything? Against a REALITY BENDER!? I can turn your goddamn bullets into sand. I can turn your eyes into jello. I can turn your GUN into a fucking BAGEL, now PUT THAT DAMN GUN DOWN AND LIE THE FUCK DOWN ON THE GROUND, YOU FUCKNUGGET. I AM A LIVING GOD, AND YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A FUCKING INSECT!"

"What do I want? WHAT DO I WANT!? What the shit do I need from a fucking turd like you? I don't want ANYTHING that you can give me except to be my plaything. And that's ALL you fuckers are gonna be! You're gonna be nothing but toys in front of this God-King for all eternity. There is NO escape, NO respite. You will LIVE when I say LIVE, you will DIE only if I allow it. There is NOTHING LEFT BUT MY IMAGINATION, and you are all FIGMENTS OF IT!!!"

"…"

"… all right, hit the lights. Everyone breathe in and out, deep. Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out… you feeling better now? Let me tell you what just happened."

"Each and every one of you has just had a bad trip. All of the food on that back table was laced with a powerful hallucinogen. It's my own personal recipe. In addition to hallucinations, it renders one very susceptible to suggestion. Combined with some simple hypnosis and some special effects trickery, the end result is as close as we can get to showing you what a Reality Bender's attack feels like. The support staff are pumping an aerosolized counteragent into the air vents as we speak. It's going to feel like shit in a moment. You'll find barf bags under your chairs. Take a moment to let it all out."

"I want you to reflect back on that moment when you realized what was happening. Do you remember that feeling of helplessness? Do you remember what it felt like to realize that reality no longer existed, and you were nothing but toys for a hostile will that controlled EVERYTHING?"

"Remember that. And hold onto it the first time you're about to go up against a Reality Bender. If you ever think that, maybe, you can contain them? Or maybe they can be reasoned with? Remember what it felt like when you were tripping balls and nothing was real."

"Then kill that motherfucker before he knows you're even there."

"You're all certified now. Class Dismissed."

Good morning guess who js woke up

#its me i js woke up

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necarion · 2 months

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Finally got around to finishing Dan Luu's "Diseconomies of scale" post, and his discussion about how big companies could invest resources in good moderation and bug-catching, but generally choose not to.

I don't really have any comments on that, but it did remind me of a story I heard from someone working at one of the big tech companies. The company was looking into how VR and AR could be brought into real life, and some of the cool things that could be done with that. At a company seminar, he asked one of the execs about an extremely obvious ethical issue. Think, like, Neuralink working for the Russian FSB to help it mind-read dissidents. And the exec told him "look, the technology is nowhere close to that capable right now. We can look at the ethical issues if they become a problem."

And, like, the company could easily have afforded a team of engineers, philosophers, sci-fi authors, and lawyers who dug through their new tech and found and helped head-off major privacy and ethics issues. But somewhere, it was decided that "we didn't think about it", paying a PR price later, and maybe some minor lawsuit, was a whole lot better than having "we tried to fix it and didn't entirely succeed".

But also, ethics are boring and get in the way of widely deploying cool mind-reading technology (which, to be clear, is amazing for disabled people). And if Ethics prevents "we have allowed a totalitarian state to detect and punish thought crime", then it might prevent "we can use your brainwaves to better serve you ads".

The massive scale of these companies, of the money they may be able to make through committing ethical violations, and of their ability to exert political influence keeping them out of hot water for these ethical violations that they want to invest basically zero money in even looking at the ethics.

It's what Dan Luu kept coming back to: when you're that big, you lose the incentive to be careful.

#big tech #diseconomies of scale #ethics

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wings-of-sapphire · 6 months

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Autism rant

Tw: autism speaks

A rant about my story and how much I’ve learned about autism speaks

So I just had a meltdown bc my little sister was petty and poked me while saying “touch” (knowing I ABHOR touch” touch and that led to me repeatedly blasting “Juggling Iz Cool” from Helluva Boss’ recent episode in my AirPods in the bathroom with the door locked. That led me down a rabbit hole of Tumblr autism stories, bc while I’m in the process of being checked out for autism, I’m pretty much self-diagnosed bc I want to die whenever I accidentally use The Fork in my household. You know, the one with the single slightly bent prong that I LOATHE WITH EVERY INCH OF ME.

Anyhoo. I got onto the tag #fuck autism speaks and was reminded of a time in 9th grade when my school was doing a thing called SAL Faire. S.A.L., students against labels. Each seminar class was split into groups— mine being Special Needs Awareness— and each member had a subtopic to do an 8-paragraph essay on— mine being Tourette Syndrome. Then all members had to create a giant poster about the main topic.

We chose the puzzle theme.

It wasn’t me who suggested it, but another girl in the group who wrote her essay on Cerebral Palsy. There WAS a girl, however, who did her research on autism and said nothing about Autism Speaks or the negative attributes of the puzzle piece used to represent autism.

I only found out about Autism Speaks after we’d finished gluing the puzzle pieces as the background.

I was obviously distressed and went to talk to a girl in our year who was officially diagnosed with autism (I feel so bad now, like she might’ve thought I only think of her as an autistic person??? I feel so bad) and our health teacher who’d worked with special needs kids before, to ask their opinions on the topic. They said it would be okay if I hadn’t any malicious intent. Ngl, I cried later. I felt so bad for not knowing.

Now here I am, no longer at a terrible place with me mental health, currently going through therapy, confronted my gaslighting mother and traditional father, come out to my family about my bisexuality, and a lot healthier in my mind overall. I still have a fuckload of anxiety and am like 80% sure I’m autistic too, but… yeah.

Idk where I was going with this. Will update after the whole process is done, but I have a high chance of getting diagnosed for autism after doing a whole thing on Special Needs Understanding WHILE using the puzzle piece as a theme. I also added a disclaimer saying the puzzle piece has been used before autism speaks and shit, but no one else in my group really cared and idkkkkkkkk

Thanks for listening to my rant ig lol

#autism #fuck autism speaks #anti autism speaks #autistic things #autisic #rant post

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"I don't flirt with you, it's my mission statement"

-12x1

"But you're still gonna have to figure out how to be nice to me.” “I am nice. I am like the Queen of nice.” “Maybe like the Queen of ice.” “Ok. Ok. Look. This is my nice face. Ha Ha. I gave you that.” “ So, Garcia” “Yeah, what about it?” “I don't know, is that from the little known blond-haired Swedish Garcias?” “Actually it's from the family that took me in after my parents died. So, thanks for reminding me of that painful memory.” “So what are you doing tonight, chica, huh? Hang out with your Canadian boyfriend that totally exists?” “Ok, he does totally exist. And he's not Canadian. And why does it matter what we're doing? What are you doing, Mr. Tall, dark, and blandsome?” “Just kickin' it with Roxy.” “Huh. Who's that?” “That's my girl. Yeah, you should meet her sometime. You'd love her.” “Yeah. Does she love you?” “Yeah, she adores me.” “Tell her to call me when she's come to her senses.”

-12x4

"I thought you were talking about your girlfriend, you know, I thought you were being all fatheaded and macho.” “I know.” “You know?” “Yeah. I know you didn't want to like me at first, so I figured I'd make it easier on you.” “So you profiled me?” “Luke Alvez, behavioral analyst. That's what I do.”

-12x5

“It's just a little something.” “For me?” “No, not for you. It's for Roxy. But you have opposable thumbs, so you can open it for her.” “Wow. Biscuits.” “Yeah. They're all organic. Human grade. Quite delicious, if I do say so myself. Uh, plus…” “It's a sweater.” “Oh! Isn't it amazing?” “It is… Amazing.” “What was that?” “Huh? What was what?” “You paused.” “No, I didn't.” “You don't like it.” “No, I didn't I didn't say that.” “Oh, you might be a profiler in training, but I'm a profiler by association, and I can tell a lie when I hear one, and liar.”

"I may not be able to prevent myself. From random acts of dog kindness. Not every day, mind you, because that would be excessive.” “Oh, yeah. And you're the queen of moderation.” “I am the Queen of it.”

-12x8

“You couldn't find anything out with all your super powers?” “Oh, ha ha, newbie. It's not like I haven't tried. [...] I'm declaring a dictatorship. You guys don't get a vote. Especially you, newbie.”

“Hey, you’re forgetting something” “I’m forgetting nothing, newbie”

-12x16

“What do you want, newbie?” “Still with that? Come on. You need some new material” “Ok, whatever you say El Nuevo. Hunky Newster. New kid on the no, that one's too much on the nose.”

-12x17

“It was luck. It was timing. I cry all the time. I'm a very sensitive person. I am glad you're here, ok? But I am never going to stop giving you crap, Luke.” “Hey. Penelope.” “Hmm? “You know, that's the first time” “Shut it.” “You call me by my” “Let's be in the moment.”

-13x3

“Do not look at me. I have been telling him this is going to sail right over the gentle minds at his seminar.” “Wait, I got it. [...] Garcia's right. That's way too esoteric.” “I told you. Look, just say, "when you assume you make an ass of u and me, because then you can say "ass" in a classroom. Huh?”

“Cool hand Luke, what you need?” “Wow, I like the way that sounds, Garcia. You feeling ok?” “I am naturally magnanimous in word and deed, and when it comes your way, bask in it. What do you want?” “Listen..." [...] “I am the genie in genealogy. Just rub my lamp. That came out wrong. Goodbye.” “Wow.”

-13x10

“Bowling trophies, seriously?” “I just reports the facts as I find them, sir”

-13x11

“Garcia, are your ears burning?” “My ears are the same temperature as the rest of my body hot. Oh, that sounds like flirting. I don't flirt with you. It's in my mission statement."

-14x6

"How dare you bury the lede? How did the big move-in go?” “It was great.” “So Lisa's all moved in?” “She is.” “Details. Luke, give me details or I'm gonna get grumpy with you like I always do.”

-14x8

“Speak of the devil. So, I hear you and I are gonna be lab partners.” “Ugh! Blerg! Fleh! Whatever. If I must."

“Ok, guys, so it looks like” “Ah-ah-ah-ahem.” “Like Garcia has some things she wants to tell you.” “Mm-hmm. I'm about to say the same thing as Luke was going to, but with far more chutzpah, wit, and eloquence."

"I think we're the dynamic duo. Come on. Hit me.” “Oh, puh-lease. We will never be a "duo. Uh-uh.” “Well, come on. Admit it. I helped.” “Oh! Heh! You'd have to torture me. You'd have to force me to wear beige, deny me of all things unicorn for me to ever admit that you helped."

-14x11

“I'm telling you, I don't want a housewarming party.” “What is wrong with you? Who doesn't like ribbon-adorned potted plants and veggie cruditè and hummus with your face carved in it? Do you even fondue, bro?” “We've got bigger fish to fry here. It's life and death, and a housewarming party just seems stupid.”

“Ok. Methinks thou dost protest too much about this whole not liking a housewarming thing. Where's Lisa?” “She got called away at the last minute to cover night shift, so I guess E.R. doctors come with a perfectly built-in, acceptable excuse to not be at their own parties, even if it was their own idea in the first place.” “As do FBI agents. Anyway, don't be rude. Open my gift.” “Ok.” “Come on. Just open the gift.” “Ooh, ok.” “Yay!” “All right. Well, look. I'm beginning to understand the value of a housewarming party. Thank you.”

-14x14

“I'm actually calling you with a list of my own. I've got 5 more places the unsub might be targeting next. They're a little lesser known, but they fit the parameters haunted, violent history, right in the unsub's comfort zone.” “Thanks, Garcia. Why don't you give us a call back once you get a handle on Courtney's list.” “Oh, Alvez, have you heard of multitasking? It's all the rage, I'm really good at it, and I'm doing it right now.” “Yeah, I'm sure you were. Don't get me wrong. You're great, but Rossi literally just sent you that list.” “Yeah, well, I'm more than simply great. I'm entirely fantastic.”

-14x15

“Hey, where have you been? We've all been waiting.” “I was waiting to see if Lisa was gonna have to work an extra shift, and she does, so maybe she'll make it later. Can I please have one of your fancy drinks?” “Because you asked nicely, you can. Oh, my gosh, you guys, did you guys hear? Johnny Mathis is Rossi's best man.” “Of course he is.”

-15x4

“Oh. Now, should we bring in the rest of the team? Because we do have that holding us up.” “Do you remember, like, 30 seconds ago, when you thanked us? Yeah. We were so young then.” “Anyway…” […] “Alvez will be going with me to Elizabeth's apartment. Now, she says no one's broken in, but I'm not convinced, so let me get her keys so we can check it out. And now we will… Wheels up.” “We're not going anywhere.” “Shut up, shut up. Just because you look like that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want with this part of your face. How does Prentiss make this look easy? Ok, come on!

-15x7

“Garcia, have you found any overlap socially?” “Do I have to start calling you newbie again?” “Ok. So you would have led with that.”

“So our initial interview with Sean's case worker Brenda Hacker didn't raise any red flags, but she was the last person to see him alive, so I did some additional spelunking.” “And?” “Welcome to the thunderdome. [...] Like, get yourself to Vegas, call your bookie, the fix is in unusual.” “You think she's greasing the wheels?” “Oh, she's lubing them up big time. Uh, stop smiling, Luke Alvez. I can feel it. That joke was not for you.” […] “Penelope.” “New phone. Who dis?” “Thank you.” “You should worship at my throne, Luke Alvez.” “Oh, but I do. I do. You know I do.” “What does that even mean?”

-15x10

“This is from Lunacorn. Luke Alvez, stop making me like you.” “Ha! Never.”

[...]

“Wait, moving out of here like the Colts did Baltimore?” “Ok, no one knows what that means.”

-16x1

“You owe me some very short cookies.” “Just admit it, okay? You miss me.” “You know what? First of all, it's gross to talk with your mouth full, and also, I have banned the 24-hour news and doom scrolling, so whatever it is you're talking about, I don't even know and I can't tell you how well that works for me. Who'd you lose the bet to?” “It wasn't a bet.” “Tell JJ I love her, but I can't. No, I just can't. I thought for a second I could, but I can't. You have destroyed my party, but not my day. Take your carbs and exit, sir.” [...] “One time. One time. Once.” “Deal.” “Like, for reals. If somebody is oh, I don't know. Let's say they're taking dead people and dressing them up like like cast members from "Star Trek", I am not helping.” “Deal.” “Okay? I mean it. And if someone if someone just starts killing everybody who shops at Goop because their wife blew her hoo-ha out with one of those eggs made of precious stones, I am not helping!” “Look, we're on a clock.” “Okay. I created "SOAR" to avoid things like this. I mean, users are protected through an end-to-end encryption with a VPN built in on both ends. You have no idea what I'm saying, do you, Luddite?" [...] "Gah! I hate how easy it is to pick this back up! So why are you doing I have a gorgeous life here!” “One, stop slapping me, okay? That's number one. Number two, eh, let's focus on what the UnSub's hunting ground would be, okay?" [...] “It's less annoying when he's not there, correct?” “You just couldn't wait to get started on me?”

[...] “You know that your office is still empty? You know, the four people that try to do your job, they try to do it from home.” “Have you ever met them?” “Never.” “Do you know their names?” “Sorta. I mean, they're just boxes on a screen.” “Oh, that's weird.” “Totally.” “Is it weird that I kind of love it?” “Define weird.”

-16x4

"Good morning, Penelope." "Thank for entering my cleansed lair. Can I ask you something?" "If you're gonna ask me to look after your cat again, I am gonna have to get an allergy prescription from the doctor." "No. But on behalf of Sergio and all senior cats everywhere, we appreciate you putting your immune system on the line like that for him. I've been spelunking into Tyler Green's past... [..] What do you think?" "I think it's a great idea." "And the rumor is you're difficult to work with. Oh, wait. I started that rumor. Hey, we got a case." "Let's pitch Emily after we brief." "Uh, no, you will pitch Emily." "Oh, no, I will not." "Yes." "This was your idea." "Yes, it was, but I brought it to you." [...] "Go talk to her." "Right." "Now's the time. Come on. Let's go." "No, I'm not. You need to go and talk to her. You should tell her." "It's all right." "No, no." "It was your idea." "It's your thing. It's kind of in your house of wheels." [...] "But after your first go around with him, are you sure you can convince him to sit for it?" "I don't..." "Yes is the answer." "Okay, I don't... I'm being honest. I don't know."

-16x8

"Um, is this all you could find?" "Oh, for now, my liege, but I shall keep digging." "Wait, what was that?" "What was what?" "Like, where's the snark? Like, a comment about how amazing it is that I can tie my own shoes or a question about how I got into the FBI wearing caveman overalls and carrying a big wooden club." "You're funny. That's funny. A club? No, don't be so hard on yourself."

-16x9

“What were we thinking?” “I don't know. But why? I mean, it's... It's not like this when we're at work.” “Yes. Can I share my truth with you?” “When have you ever not?” “I find it very hard to have a conversation with you when I am not dunking on you.” “That is cold.” “With us, there absolutely is something there, but not that. And you're so great. I'm so great. I know that your person is out there. I know that my person is out there.” “Where? Thank you.” “I don't know. But I hope I know when I find them. And now that I know you're not trying to get me drunk, I'm gonna do so on my own volition.” “Well, okay. Whatever it takes. To finding the right person.”

-16x10

"I guess, if people didn't, we might all be out of a job, right?" "Yeah. But I... I did catch myself, and I did course-correct. What's that thing... Oh. What's that thing that Emily Dickinson says?" "The heart wants what it wants, or else it doesn't care." "You know Emily Dickinson?" "I... I know that quote."