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anonymous asked:

Do you have any theories on what the big twist will be in the Timeless season finale?

I could probably come up with lots of theories. Haha. But all of those possibilities are eclipsed by my gigantic, obsessive desire for the twist to be that Lucy is Flynn’s wife. I can’t think past it. I have blinders on. I’m useless.

I’m sure any other twist will be really great and amazing. Timeless has some good ones. It’s just hard for me to care until the episode happens. My focus is too narrow.

Anybody else have an interesting theory on what it might be?


Placing my phone in my handbag and making my way to my bedroom door, with my hair tied back and my sweatpants and sweatshirt on, I look like I am going to the gym but I’m not, I am going to see Cassandra. Pulling open my bedroom door and making my way down the hall, my family are still here which I don’t mind, just because they entertain me and keep my mind busy. I have got Liana another job, well actually they asked for her to do this. Burberry want my daughter to model their clothes on the catwalk, this is a big thing for her because I am not sure on what she will be like, but I accepted either way. I am just going to concentrate on my daughter and her future, this is my motivation right now and that is her. I told Chris, well I text him and he tried to change the subject but I blanked him, least he knows that his daughter will be walking that catwalk in LA.

“I was about to get you” Noella met me in the lobby “really? What is up?” walking along with her “uhm the dining hall” she pointed, turning to the left to see what is in the dining hall. I stopped in my tracks “what?” I said staring in shock “same” Noella said at the side of me, seeing Mel climbing over the roses, the dining room is filled with roses, the whole room. Gawking at the whole room “here” Mel passed me the small card “so who sent this?” I asked them, I have no idea who would do such a thing “well we don’t know, these guys came and said there is no name, we was told to deliver them. Someone spent some money” dropping my handbag to the ground, opening the small envelope “I have no idea either” I mumbled, pulling the card out ‘sorry’ is the only words written on it, turning the card over to see of any clue, but then I realised it’s from Chris with ‘CB’ written in the corner “any clue with who sent it?” Noella asked, shaking my head and placing the card back in the envelope “wow, this whole room filled with roses, is it valentine’s day yet?” Rorrey said behind me “clearly” picking my handbag up, staring at the room just thinking what am I going to do with them.

Turning around and seeing my mom in front of me “somebody loves you” she pointed “I guess” walking by my mom, I am not in the mood for it. I just need to speak to someone that is not related or will not judge me, I need to vent. I am angry, just angry at myself and done with self-loathing, I realized I can’t rely on anyone so I need to suck this shit up, my feelings pushed aside, fuck men. Stepping outside to the back yard “Liana, baby” seeing my daughter and Majesty in the pool with Rajad “be careful baby” worries me when she is in this thing “mommy is going to see a friend ok? I will be out for a little while, nana is going to look after you so please be good” crouching down at the edge of the pool “ok mommy” Rajad held Liana and bought her over “I love you, see you soon baby” pushing her hair back “love you” she cheesed “please look after her” I said to Rajad before getting up “I will be back” turning around to walk back in.

Walking back inside the house “mom, I am going to see a friend but I will be back. Liana’ Ballet class is in an hour so please take her, Rich will be back to drop you off” I said to my mom “ok baby, see you soon” I know once again I am not taking Liana but this is the only time I can see Cassandra, she is allowing me in her home because I refuse to go to her office. Seeing Rich stood in the lobby “thank you” I said to him, I feel bad because this is so last minute for me and him. Feeling someone tug at my arm, stopping to look behind “are you sure everything is ok with you?” Mel whispered “yeah, everything is fine. I cried and I am over it, I just need to see a friend and I will be back” Mel stared at me frowning “you seem to be closing off your feelings, I can see that hard face back” giving Mel a slight smile “well I need to start thinking of my daughter, I need to stop being a little bitch for that matter” Mel let my arm go, she looked at me in sadness.

Sitting in the back of the SUV, I don’t know why Chris is even apologising, it is what it is. It happened and what else can I say, I just don’t know because I am so confused with everything. In one hand Chris telling me he is changed, he has stopped having sex, he wants me but then he was the same guy that walked out and cheated with the same bitch that is throwing this shit to my face, she reminds me of everything that went wrong and I hate him for it. He did that and I just can’t, my name is being dragged in the dirt because of this. I am angrier at the fact she did a throwback, that bitch Ava knows because she did a throwback and she had the nerve to have a picture of my daughter, of my daughter and her. Chris fucking allowed that and that is the reason why I fucking cut that shit off, I am so angry but I need to remain silent, I can’t say anything. Makes me hate Chris more and more, she just opens the door to all the fuck shit he did while he was away, he really didn’t want me then but he wants me now, fuck him.

Slamming the car door behind me “woah, the door is about to break off” Rich said, breathing out as I made my way up the drive “you going to be good here? You want me to wait outside” he said behind me “no, just drop Liana off at Ballet class and then come back to me, I will be fine” the door opened and there stood Cassandra “Robyn” she smiled, I couldn’t help but smile back “long time” she opened her arms, embracing her hug “you look so well” stepping back, turning around to Rich “see you soon Rich, I’ll be fine” he looked at me all weird, he does not know this woman so he is reluctant to go “come on in” turning around to go inside “nobody is home besides my French bulldog, my son is at school” she closed the door behind me.

Cassandra’ home is so nice and cosy, it’s small, looking around the open plan room with kitchen area “so it is just you and your son?” I questioned, I am nosey “yes, it is just me and my Brandon. Before you ask his father lives in Philly, he sees him now and then and to be rather truthful with you after having Brandon we didn’t get on. I am more happy like this, happy with my son around. If the right man comes along it would be great but for now, I am happy” Cassandra is so sweet “that is nice to know, least you have a son. Is that him” pointed at a framed picture on the wall “yes, he wants to be a basketball player, just like every boy. I support him in everything though” smiling at him, he is cute “he was asking me who I was speaking too, that night you called. I was like boy, stop being nosey. I am always here for you and you know that” I feel bad that I called her so late, she don’t want money either and that is worse.

Cassandra placed her left leg over her right “enough about me, I am glad you came to see me. I haven’t seen you since that day and I can personally see an improvement. There seems to be a slight confidence in your eyes and tone of voice, which is a great thing but I am interested to hear what triggered this emotion? You told me you was going to the release party and I would like to know what happened after.” I was actually enjoying hearing about Cassandra’ life “well, when we talked and you said for me to go, I did. Everything went well and I did feel a little conscious about a lot of it, but I had my family with me. Liana had the time of her life and it warmed my heart to see, Chris looked after us well, had us well protected. I have told you the situation with Ava, well she messaged me. I was shocked and I am still confused on how she got my number. I was at the party and read this text, Ava put in the text how Chris had her there while we was together and how we never had a happy relationship, she questioned me saying why did Chris ask for her number while with me. She said how I am just as stupid as she is if I was to get back with Chris because he made me look stupid, and she named a few industry people that were there when he asked for her number, at that moment I felt my heart drop and I wanted out. I started walking and my friend tried to stop me but I walked and then things just came at me, someone wanted a picture and the bodyguards were pushing and dragging me along” closing my eyes as I stopped talking, things got so hectic.

Opening my eyes slowly “speak when you’re ready Robyn” placing my arms across my stomach “Chris did come, he wanted to know what happened but I said to him no. I hate him, and then Ava had the nerve to post a picture of my daughter and she, Chris was there. He is really making me look stupid, for all I know he is lying to me. I appreciate what he has done but he has also fucked me over and I ran to him, I am so stupid” wiping the tears that fell with my hand, Cassandra passed me some tissue “now I just don’t want to know, my daughter sat with me as I cried and then I felt so bad because she shouldn’t see that. For two days I sat in my room thinking, crying to myself and asking god why me” taking in a deep breath “this is the last time I will cry, I am done. I won’t do this to my daughter, I won’t let any man hurt me anymore” Cassandra nodded her head, staring at me like she staring into my soul and I hate it because I feel judged “what hurts you the most Robyn?” she said calmly “if you was to pick a certain moment from when you read that text, a part, what part would you say got you?” looking down at my hands thinking “that she made me look stupid, I am just like her” Cassandra didn’t say a word “from my understanding Chris shamed her. I have read these things, so I would say she is a scorned woman” I think Cassandra is speaking to herself.

“How do you feel right now, if I was Chris right now because it seems like he is the source of your heart pain. If Chris was here right now, sat here what would you say to him?” Cassandra spoke while looking at her notepad “I would ask him why, why do you want me now? Are you wanting me because you pity me, because you feel bad. Why didn’t you try and get me back before then, you never tried after because you was busy fucking her. Chris was so content in being this man hoe he is but now he is celibate? I have been so stupid, I have been blind while everyone saw, out of all this I am the stupid one. I went into the relationship with Mychal still carrying feelings for Chris and he knew it, I was so blind. Now we have that connection that will never go because of Liana, I can never cancel him out. He is stuck there, I hate him. I hate men so much!” blowing my nose, I have a headache now but I just needed to get this off my chest.

“You did answer your own question that Chris will always be around, as you said. I don’t think you hate him, you hate that he’s hurt you. Remember when I said you need to get rid of things that bring negativity to you, you need to look to the future, one of these is that. Now because this a different situation because you both have a daughter, you have some underlying questions that have now come to light and for you to move on and look ahead you need to face Chris. You need to talk it out and tell him what he has done to you, you need to free that heart of yours” I can never face Chris, being in a room with him is my worst fear because I just fall for his stupid face “he has bought the trash I left in that home to my home, he said so much and I believed him” I shrugged staring at the wall “who was to say he wasn’t lying, what made you feel he is not telling you the truth?” looking at Cassandra “I don’t, I just know that boy is slick with his words, does and says things that are at that time not the truth. He has never fully admitted to the things he has done, he held his hands up but never told me what happened and why” Cassandra placed her notepad down “you are making great progress, this Robyn I see is great. Like I said, you need a fresh break, you need to speak to Chris and you need to come clean so then I can help you to move forward” this is going to be so hard “what if he talks his way through it, he has sent me roses. A whole room full of roses, I don’t want it” Cassandra smiled lightly “you need to do what makes you happy, the lies and betrayal is consuming the bond you both got. You can trust your own judgement, I know you will be just fine. Just seeing you like this Robyn makes me happy” I guess I have to do this.

Biting on my nail watching this stupid interview that this bitch has made, how the fuck has she even got air time “she is on radio for being my ex bitch! How?” my mom shushed me again, staring at the TV. Ava has really fucked me over, I thought this bitch was sweet too “I thought you was supposed to shut her up Mark? How is she allowed to release this huh?” I have a lawyer that can’t do shit “Chris you have to understand the female has nothing to lose, I filed the papers and she released it before she even got them. She played you, we will still get her” clenching my jaw seeing Big Boy speak to her “I thought this nigga was cool with me” shaking my head “money is money, gossip is gossip. This whole thing gives insight to the life of you dumbass, just be quiet” my sister said, I can’t stand to hear this shit “you made some serious stories up about Chris, you said on Instagram and I quote. You snorted cocaine off my thigh, that is some serious allegations for a man that has a child and could lose any kind of contact with his child if the baby mother was to push it further because we know he does see his daughter” Big Boy said “I don’t know how y’all even watching this” getting up from the couch “he did do that. It wouldn’t make a difference to him because he doesn’t even see his daughter, what daughter. His mother sees his daughter, he visits” with the remote in hand I ended up throwing the remote at the TV “I said turn it fucking off!” how can they even watch this “and you have met Liana” Big Boy said “yeah, that was before he took Rihanna to court out of spite, she was seeing other men and he didn’t like it. We argued on it like a couple, so he denies but he kept me because he wanted me” I am done listening to this, walking away.

Getting my phone out of my pocket “Chris I need you to be truthful with me right now, this has gone live and I am afraid we will get the police investigating you” Mark said behind me “what? Say it, ask me then” tapping Ava’ name “have you?” Mark asked “on my daughter’ life I didn’t, she is lying because the fuckin media will soak this up and say it’s true, I wouldn’t fucking do that!” I spat, Ava picked the phone up which I am shocked at “why you doing me like his? Honestly, why?” walking up the stairs “you think you can put my name down the drain, I can do the same. One thing about you, you had so many bitches that kept your secrets but I have been around you for far too long and know you” she doesn’t know me “you got your fame, leave me alone now Ava. Just get the fuck off my dick!” walking into my bedroom “then get Mark off my case then” she retorted, I snorted “hell the fuck no, you know Mark is going to make you so broke after this” Mark is still getting her ass “I know for a fact this isn’t upsetting you, what is upsetting you is that your little bitch Rihanna is upset with you, well good” disconnecting the call, I have royally fucked up but I don’t see how she can bring my name any further down.

I know every motherfucker has seen the interview, I know my album release has gone to shit too. Pressing record on my phone camera “I ain’t finna do no interview but I know y’all seen what Ava has said and if any of you know me then you know she is one of those bitter girls, I have never done the shit she is saying. I love my baby Liana Brown with all my heart and I would never do anything like that, I ain’t the best nigga alive and I ain’t an angel but I love my little lady. I wouldn’t be so disrespectful just because I know when my daughter is older she finna see this shit, people can believe what they want but just remember she is looking for a come up” stopping the recording, I didn’t think this would’ve happened but that is because I care about Robyn and I know she is seeing all of this.

its like -93519 degrees outside 

Name that Ult Combo

OK I went through the various comments and such from when I asked about combo names and collected my favorites. I figured I might as well compile them in case people were curious, so they’re after the Keep Reading thingy. Thanks to everybody who contributed, I enjoyed seeing what people knew and/or came up with. :>

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These traps will be the end of me.

I’ve been playing some of The Evil Within lately and have now decided to avoid wall bombs at all costs. Sebastian was definitely sturdy though, he barely got hurt! What a champion.
Art blog: questionartbox


so it begins

I’ve been re-reading a lot of John Berger since he died and it has really inspired me to draw for myself for the first time in a long time. I think it would be nice if, once I’ve finished my current projects, I could take some time off the internet and re-find myself in my drawings. Either way I am still grateful for days like this when I can just read and draw and have some time alone to check in with myself.


This is what a blog’s first post is supposed to look like, right?

im irritated bc i had to take the mbti again for class and?? i got basically the same except the E turned into and I am honestly so upset i don’t want to do this assignment.

I keep being like “I read enough and I write a ton, I can write fanfic if I just put my mind to it!” except that I want to write shippy fanfic, so I then remember that I know literally nothing about romance and become certain that I’ll be one of those Cringey Fanfic Authors who clearly doesn’t know what they’re talking about because, well, I don’t


everyone is posting munday pictures & i like never do so  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  also i barely slept but i’m watching so much bates motel with redbull so i’m happy.

The Legend of Willow Slay Part 2

I am so sorry this took so dang long to get to, but it is finally here!!! After this next chapter, we’re gonna focus on some Willow family time with Skipper because we’ll need the happiness, but until then, have fun suffering through this battle @theredwallrecorder @the-redwaller @raphcrow @willzgirl

Music I listened to: 
some o’ this: 


Some o’ this: 




Chapter Two: A Legendary Battle

   The rat’s body convulsed automatically, his jagged teeth chattering sharply as he whimpered in despair. His brain was telling him to run, to escape the maddening chaos, yet he was rooted to his spot under a polished table in the quarters of the night club. He sobbed as he heard wood groaning under the strain of the battle. Magic crackled in the air, energy rippled and shuddered. The rat felt as if he was being flattened by it; his very life force being stolen. Sweat dripped down his fur, clinging to him. He had lost counts as to how many times he had tried to adjust himself and the slick fur had made him loose balance, made him slip and trip. He was contemplating peering out from under the dark red table cloth to see if he could make a break for it, when the table was knocked clean over. He screamed as he looked up at the carnage. 

     The nightclub had been torn apart. Wood jutted out like wicked fangs and gnarled claws. Various kinds of knives, swords, daggers, and battle axes impaled every inch of free surface like demonic rose thorns. But far more terrifying were the two beasts battling. The Lady’s dress was torn, blood dribbling down her matted fur. Her mouth foamed as she panted, her ears pinned back. Her paws were smoking, the swirls wafting up towards the ceiling while her flames crackled around the room, lazily crawling around overturned furniture. The rat had heard that the Lady could control fire, that she controlled the flames within the Night Club itself. The flames were the very heartbeat of the club, keeping everything alive and running smoothly. Or at least that was one of her rumored powers. Some said she was Vulpuz’s mate, others said that she was the guard meant to keep Vulpuz from entering the world of the living. Some whispered she had been put there to protect those who accidently wandered into Hellgates, he had heard of it happening before once or twice, and every time the unfortunate was safely escorted to the lush Dark Forests, where the Badger Lords reigned. The pirate who had been whispering the tale claimed that those who truly did not belong in Hellgates were always freezing cold and her flames kept them safe and warm. When the rat thought of it, he often saw the mink Willow Slay or the cute rat Nivedita suddenly shiver at random moments in the club. Suddenly the rooms would become hotter until the two looked as if they were going to melt on the spot.

      He hadn’t had much of a family life himself, but when he saw the Lady with Willow and Nivedita, he couldn’t help the feeling of contentment that swelled up within him. He was immensely jealous of the bond the three shared, yet every night he found himself in the night club, caught up in the hustle and bustle, the music, the magic flames, and the interactions of the patrons. But now his very tail shook with fright as Willow Slay, eyes glowing red from Bloodwrath, swaggered towards the Lady. Foam mixed with blood dripped off her sharpened canines and Willow let loose with a roar, reaching out her right paw as if she were gripping for a throat to strangle. Wood groaned as the weapons shook, trying to free themselves. The weapons ripped free already swirled around the room like a swarm of enraged hornets, and the rat swore he heard them humming with bloodlust.

     “My Lady! There’s a patron left!”

      The rat whipped around towards the voice. The rat lady Nivedita was limping towards him, an open wound on her shoulder leaking blood as she struggled to get to his side. Despite the fear he was feeling, he blushed slightly as she grabbed his shoulders.

     “Get him out of here!” The Lady snarled as knives whizzed around her head.

      “Please come with me.” Nivedita pleaded, trying to lead him out of the mad house.

      “We’ll be killed if we go out there!” The rat mustered to squeak, shame washing over him. “Erm, at least, uh, at least let me shield you.”

     “Nivedita! Run!”

      Nivedita turned, fear striking her heart as Willow had turned vengeful eyes towards the male rat and herself.

     “Willow! Please, this isn’t you!” Nivedita pleaded. “Please look at me, I promise whatever is happening, whatever is causing you pain, we can help you. Willow, I love you, please, I don’t want to have to fight you.” Hot tears dripped down Nivedita’s face. Willow Slay paused, her breathing becoming more crazed as she gripped her head. The blades paused in their frenzied storm and the Lady took the time to run for her steward.

     “No…I-I must…find…him!” Willow screeched.

    “Fight it! Please! We can help you!” Nivedita’s sobs were laced with hiccups as she collapsed to her knees on the ruined floors. The male rat wasn’t sure what to do. He had started to slink away during the confusion, but now he found himself back by Nivedita’s side, a uncertain paw reaching for her shoulder in what he hoped felt like comfort, because he was close to passing out.  

    Willow’s body swayed as if she were fighting a great force within herself. She threw back her head and howled, red mist circling around her feet, slowly wafting around her body until she was inside the cloud, her screams renting through Hellsgates like a demon. The ground shook as the red mist whipped away from her body, racing out from the ruins of the club. The building groaned, humming in time with Willow’s wails. Any iron or metal in the area moaned and groaned, shaking as Willow screamed, her hair standing up on end. Nivedita saw the weapons whistling through the air at the last second and through herself over the male rat, her mind turning white as her eyes closed.

      When Nivedita came to, Willow was crumbled up on her side, her weapons circled around her in a protective barrier. Rolling off the male rat’s body, whom she had been instinctively protecting, Nivedita struggled to get to her feet, about to approach Willow before stopping dead in her tracks. Stuck in the pose as if she were a statue, the Lady stood, her back towards Willow, still shielding Nivedita and their patron. Wicked knives and jagged swords impaled the Lady’s beautiful body like a cheap pincushion. She gave Nivedita a weak smile before coughing up blood, dropping down to her knees and collapsing completely, her eyes glossing over. Nivedita began to wail. 


Madam Glass Eye blinked and shook her head, looking at her questioning audience with a slight shrug and sheepish smile.

     “Ah, sorry my dears. I suddenly saw something quite interesting and horrifying with my magic eye, don’tya know.” She pointed towards the green glass eye. “Right, back to the story at hand. I’m sure things will work themselves out in Hellsgates somehow. Now, where were we? Oh yes! Now, there was a great otter holt here in these woods led by a brave and kind Skipper…”

Life update - moving! help!

So, first thing first, i’m gonna be moving out and living on my own in march!

second thing second, i’m starting HRT soon. i’m in between appointments and will have more to say as that gets closer to reality.

both of these are huge ‘starting over’ moments for me and things i’ve been looking forward to for years!! i wish i had more concrete stuff to say but right now i’m just excited.

the last few times i’ve been in a hard spot i’ve had to ask for money. I could just make a long post saying “hey i’m a neurodivergent queer trans furry musician and i need help!!” and emphasizing all my crutches…

and that would be the easy way, but i’ve done that enough to my followers (granted, the few times i did, you all pulled through like hell)

either way, i am a neurodivergent queer and i do need help, and i’ll have things to talk about soon that would let you help AND get you something out of it, too. 

but until then, please say some nice things about @hiimcase to your followers and your friends! right now it’s more important than ever to boost! 

thanks for sticking around! i’ll let you know more very soon. 
btw, monsters nearby is up next.

We are lying to each other but it is better than
sleeping alone. I hate the way you
leave your fan on all night and I’m cold
but I won’t say it because you don’t
hear me when I speak. Don’t hear
me or don’t want to. It doesn’t matter
because I wake up with a sore throat
either way.

I am pretending to be asleep
so that it seems like an accident
when I almost hold your hand.
My friends are confused about why I sleep
in your bed but we don’t kiss. We watch movies
I hate and fall asleep with our backs to each other.
We don’t touch but we could.

In the morning, you methodically search your
room to make sure I haven’t left a trace of our
crooked interdependence. You are ashamed
of my phone charger plugged into your wall.
Your mother pretends she didn’t see my car
in the driveway. Every night we breathe
next to each other like it counts for something.

—  Fortesa Latifi - ALMOST LOVERS