#(Amara is forever over everyone)

[bladeshowers]

Amara at the event just like:

Astrid: *Volunteers her* Amara: I didn’t say I wanted to help - Astrid: Yeah but Lisette -  Amara: Is right and knows what she’s doing more than you. Everyone: So you’re helping right? Amara: I mean I guess - Lisette: Well I’m going to go embrace the spirit of the season Amara: You’re going to get laid. Just say it.

[agendabymooner]

of long lines and names || cl16 fic

charles leclerc x ofc (hearth sister!ofc)

Summary: Aimee Yael and Charles Leclerc are too young to have five kids under six, but those boys became the life and memories that the couple wanted to keep forever. OR a series of scenarios during Aimee’s pregnancies that Charles remembered the most.

Content warning: Pregnancies with twins/five kids, dad!Charles and the grid uncles, based on Charles’ long name, a crying Charles, mentions of Anthoine Hubert, Niki Lauda, Jules Bianchi and the Leclerc dad (nothing too graphic nor personal, mostly based on their names only), loss/grief, Toto being a d-bag for a moment, possible use of explicit language, family-centric/dad!Charles-centric content, mentions of other Hearth sisters children (Lewis Hamilton and Max Verstappen)

Note: This will be a flop but I love these fictional Hearth-Leclerc kids. I love all of their kids! In fact, I have a series of spreadsheets dedicated to the Hearth sisters, and other characters and the names of their babies. Enjoy xx

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2024 — Hervé Louis Sebastien René Mathieu and Jules Lorenzo Blaise Pascal Timothé Leclerc

Aimee Yael Edmunson (Hearth) had never been stressed before. She had no reason to be. As a woman from a wealthy family — the granddaughter of Scottish billionaires and a daughter of an FIA executive — she had no reason to stress over the little things that were in the area of her control. Like her half-sisters, she had the money and intelligence to handle things well.

All except for the two little things in her womb that were continuously developing as the fourth month of her pregnancy went on. It was hard to hide it from everyone if you were to ask her. She had already spoken to her mother about carrying this amount of children in one go— Amara Louise Edmunson had only given birth to one child, and it was her. Nobody knew the struggle, but her mother had comforted her as much as she could. 

Aimee was calm despite the disaster that happened to be an unplanned pregnancy, her rational mind thinking that she shouldn’t be in some form of distress or discomfort to avoid any complications in her body. 

Her boyfriend, Charles Leclerc, thought otherwise.

When her body hit the ninth-week mark, there was already a tiny bump that someone might have seen as bloated. A natural one, no? But Charles was known to overthink things, and when he somehow got his prediction right, he had never cried so hard about having not only one— but two kids. He cried as if he was the one with the uncontrollable hormones. Aimee watched him cry empathetically, feeling grateful that she didn’t have this much anxiety that could risk her health and her babies. Still, she wondered if the tears he shredded were tears of joy or something else. 

Charles said he was happy, but at the same time, he thought of how their families would react— minus Pascale, Blanche and Amara.

When her body hit the seventeenth-week mark, they couldn’t hide it from their families any longer, hosting a dinner at their home in Monaco where Aimee did all of the cooking. Everything she made were cravings that became stronger as her first few weeks of pregnancy went on—rice, pasta and somehow a good selection of desserts and pastries that Charles ordered before the dinner. 

Welcoming each family member into the house wasn’t the most significant part of the dinner. The maternal figures of Charles and Aimee’s lives — Pascale, Amara and Blanche Ford — were on standby just in case someone decided to act differently towards the two. 

Stevie and Lewis Hamilton were clearly (too obviously) shocked at the protrusion in Aimee’s stomach but hadn’t made any comment on it for a while. They merely spoke about their daughter Lottie, who would cuddle with Roscoe whenever her little crawling body approached him. They were talking about their child, all while their eyes peered down on Aimee’s growing body. 

Sylvie and her fiancé Max Verstappen were surprised. Still, the model had managed to pass off her shock as excitement over the invitation to the couple’s new home before she tried to maneuver through the huge bump in the road— or rather, in Aimee’s body. Max tried asking Pascale and Amara about it by mouthing, “Is she actually?” only to receive a glare from them. Blanche scolded him quietly to keep it shut while she served him a drink. 

Charles dreaded inviting his brothers into his new home because they always picked their timing. When Arthur and Lorenzo Leclerc saw Aimee’s bulging figure, they immediately turned away and snorted aloud. Charles wasn’t this anxious about anything as exciting as this, but Arthur’s offhanded comment, “I’ll be attending your funeral when Toto finds out,” definitely had him recoiling. Pascale had to smack both her other children for scaring Charles off. Aimee nearly cried on the spot when Arthur made the joke, to which Charles returned to his composure and glared at his youngest brother for making her feel so shitty. 

The mentioned man and his wife were met at the front by the three maternal figures. Toto Wolff wasn’t typically this intimidated. He was usually level-headed, but how they stared at him while they welcomed the couple left him asking what was happening. Tilly seemed to sense some sort of protectiveness towards whatever it was, and when she had gotten a glimpse of it, her eyes sparkled at the sight of Charles’ hand over her little sister’s stomach. She wordlessly grinned before tugging her husband down on a seat right across the two. 

Toto couldn’t say a word if he were being truthful. The moment his eyes settled on the bulging stomach, his glare toward the Monegasque driver hardened. This was Toto’s nightmare, but it wasn’t as if he could just say that in front of the most overprotective women to have existed. So he threatened Charles wordlessly, passing words back and forth with other people while he glared at the Ferrari driver whenever he piped up. 

“So…” Toto started after finishing what seemed to be his second wine of the night. “Aimee, you’re pregnant. How long?” 

“Uh,” Aimee shifted uncomfortably, scared even to look Toto in the eyes. “Seven- seventeen weeks.”

“She’s seventeen weeks and four days—“ Charles was thrilled. He was. But the stare that Toto gave him immediately had his mouth shut as he looked back and only settled to hold his girlfriend’s hands underneath the table. “Four days,” he murmured to himself. 

“So explain how,” Lorenzo started but had given up halfway through, gesturing at Aimee’s stomach, “how has she grown this much if she’s only that much?”

“Yeah, about that,” Charles’ grin widened continuously as he announced, “We’re having twins.”

Aimee and Charles’ siblings were cheering for the couple as a series of hollering escaped their mouths. Pascale, Blanche and Amara were grinning from ear to ear while Toto… he was a man that was hard to please.

“Two?” Toto uttered, already pouring himself another glass of cabernet sauvignon. “And you two are… getting married?”

“What?” Arthur blurted out with an incredulous look, shooting in Toto’s direction. Sylvie and Stevie looked at each other, asking themselves, ‘what the fuck is he on?’ 

“Uh no,” Charles nervously laughed, but no one seemed to understand the memo when Toto glared at him as the Monegasque muttered, “but I suppose this is a wrong answer to say aloud.” 

“We’re not going to get hitched,” Aimee laughed in confusion, “why do we have to?”

“Because you’re pregnant?”

“Do we have to get married?” Aimee looked at Tilly for some help.

Tilly, sensing the discomfort from the pregnant woman, reached to pinch her husband in his side, eliciting a groan from him as she glared, “No, you don’t have to.” 

“Yeah, you don’t,” Sylvie glared at Toto. “Tils and Toto didn’t get married until Tia came along.” 

“So, you’re just going to be waiting for the fourth child to be out until you marry?” Arthur asked bluntly, leaving him to cower when Stevie, Lorenzo and Sylvie shot him a look of annoyance. “Oh mon dieu, je pose juste une question.” Oh my god, I’m just asking a question. 

Toto wasn’t sold at the thought of his youngest in-law being pregnant with another driver’s children. He’d seen Stevie get married off to his own driver, Lewis, and it still never sat right with him to witness them being married or having a family with some men. Charles could agree on the same thing, because if his hypothetical daughter was to be courted and even have a boyfriend he wasn’t sure how he would act either. 

He didn’t think that he would have the same problem with vice versa until he found out that Aimee was carrying two boys. He wondered how to prevent them from having girlfriends or boyfriends at an early age because he was certain that Aimee would just play mother of the groom on the pretend wedding that the boys would have at a young age. 

But his worries withered away when he held Hervé and Jules for the first time. He could still remember realizing how strong they were from the grip they had on his fingers. He could still remember the sight of Aimee crying after she introduced them to their father— not wanting to see Charles cry again due to the tribute that she had given to Charles’ family that passed years ago.

Perhaps it was a good idea that she did the crying this time; she deserved it after watching him have a breakdown over the little things that he didn’t need to worry about — and Charles needed to have the backbone for thinking himself as a shitty father for his unborn children. 

“What’re their names?” Esteban almost laughed after seeing Charles stare at Pierre mindlessly. It really wasn’t a good idea for Gasly to have Charles repeat the babies’ names all over again especially when the Monegasque was way too tired for his friends’ bullshit.

Mick kicked Pierre lightly with a hush, rocking the baby in his arms as he quietly asked, “Do you not listen or do you just live to piss your best friend off?”

Charles glared at Pierre, whose smile stood out as he giggled. Scoffing quietly, Charles gestured to the boy in his arm, “Jules Lorenzo Blaise Pascal Timothé.”

Then he nudged his head at Mick’s direction before he introduced the other twin, “and the boy in Mick’s hold is Hervé Louis Sebastien René Mathieu.”

“Sorry, I didn’t listen, Shal can you—“ 

“Oh my fucking god. Shut the fuck up, Pierre.”

“I’m kidding,” Pierre snorted as he quietly cackled. “What do you call them though?” 

2026 — Sacha Niki Pierre Philippe Leclerc

Torger Wolff promised that he wasn’t going to squash Charles Leclerc’s head until it popped once that Hervé and Jules Leclerc were born. 

He loved his nephews after all and spoiled them as much as their Uncle Toto could. He made sure the boys had their bunk beds prepared at the Wolff home in Monaco or England just in case they came for a sleepover with his son Adelmo and his niece Lottie Hamilton — who were just about the same age as the twins. He spoiled them equally. 

But god, was he ever ready to get rid of their Da the moment he received a text from the Monegasque with the words, “She’s pregnant.” 

“Morning, Sainz, is your stupid teammate in the office?” Toto didn’t even listen to the Spanish man’s answer as he continued to make his way to Fred Vasseur’s in-site office at the Scuderia Ferrari area. “Charles Leclerc! I’ve warned you once—“

The Ferrari team principal turned to look at the entryway of his office with a scowl, crossing his arms in annoyance. Toto wasn’t even in his team’s area and he was still acting like he shouldn’t have to knock at the damn door. The man that he was addressing, however, was teary eyed when he turned to look at Toto. 

“Is this your third or fourth?” Toto asked, still glaring at the Monegasque. 

“Third,” Charles wanted to smile but the last thing he wanted to do was die in this damn motorhome. In the hands of Toto Wolff, of all people.

“And no ring?” Toto then found him holding whatever in his hand, peering down as his mouth opened slightly. 

In Charles’ hand was a gold ring, ruby sitting on top of it as he clutched on it tightly. It wasn’t just a gold ring. From what Toto had learned, it was Aimee’s grandmother’s engagement ring. 

“I was— proposing to her—“ Charles sobbed quietly, a smile now resting on his face as he begged himself not to ugly cry in front of the Mercedes team principal. “Then she said Herb and J were going to be big brothers. I was on my knees, Toto! I promise! I want to propose first but she just spewed that— oh god, I have three children now.” It didn’t even dawn on him that he was about to have three under five until he cut himself off. 

Then he was just crying hysterically in the middle of the office with Carlos barging in frantically. “What the hell, Charles?! Are you okay?” 

Toto smiled proudly at the Monegasque driver, clapping him on the back before he shrugged at Carlos Sainz and Fred. “Don’t worry about him,” Toto replied quietly to the other men, “he’s having his third child, that's all.”

Carlos and Fred were confused and scared. They weren’t sure if it was because of Charles’ breakdown on the floor of the Ferrari team principal’s office or if it was because of Toto’s calm demeanour. But regardless, if Toto said not to worry, then so be it. 

Baby Boy Leclerc was written on his little hospital bassinet. But Toto got the first glimpse of his birth certificate. 

Sacha Niki Pierre Philippe Leclerc.

Toto had no reason to be upset. He wasn’t. He was just as equally as annoyed at himself when he realized how overprotective he was when it came to Aimee - who, as of this point, had already given birth to her third baby. He had no reason to be protective especially when she was doing a damn good job at protecting her two children. Now, he had the chance to witness her protect Sacha — the boy that they named after Niki Lauda, who happened to be close to the Hearth sisters before he passed. 

Like Tilly’s second pregnancy, Aimee and Charles welcomed their son to the world with wedding bands in their fingers. Pierre almost had a stroke watching Charles boast about his wife and their third son— but the final nail in the coffin had something to do with Sacha Leclerc having Pierre as a namesake. It wasn’t everyday Pierre got to pass out over such a small thing— but to be a namesake and named the godfather of the child? Yeah, Pierre Gasly would boast about him too. 

Arriving back home was easy. However, according to the Leclerc children’s grid uncles, writing down the boy’s name into the banner (which said, “Welcome Baby Sacha Niki Pierre Phi—(with a gap) lippe”) was quite complicated. They had done a good job with the twins’ welcome banner two years ago, but according to them their handwriting got too sloppy. 

Lando groaned quietly, “Don’t give them such a long name next time. Look at Max! His name is just Max.” 

Max Verstappen reached for a balloon on the floor before hitting Lando with it, “It’s a Leclerc thing to give them six names, of course they have to have the long name.”

“Oi, don’t make fun of my name,” Charles called out from the kitchen, pouring his two boys some glasses of apple juice the toddlers babbled in protest against their Uncle Max’s response. “Even H and J aren’t happy with what you said. You’re not being kind to your own nephews the more you make fun of me.” 

Pierre chuckled, sitting next to Aimee as she fed Sacha. The Frenchman said, “I’m so convinced that those two are Charles’ minis.” 

“They are becoming more like their Da as days go on,” Aimee pulled her tank top’s strap back on and began to burp Sacha. “I’m so outnumbered as of this point.”

“Baby PJ’s going to be like his Oncle Pierre, I can tell you that much,” Pierre smugly said, reaching out to caress Sacha’s cheek as he said, “I’ll be his big mentor and I’ll make sure his Da doesn’t have much influence on him.”

“His name is Sacha, Pierre,” Aimee rolled her eyes. Pierre, from the moment he was told of Sacha’s full name, had decided that the baby’s nickname was PJ — or Pierre Junior. He hadn’t even held the baby yet when he walked in the room but he had already staked his claim and declared Sacha as a Mini Pierre. “And you said the same thing to Herb and Jules when you met them, look how they turned out. They’re so much like Charles.”

“We all have our trials and errors,” Pierre mumbled, “and you know what they say— third times a charm. Maybe PJ will be the same.”

2029 — Anthoine Charles Elio Perceval and Alain Marc Léonard Arthur Leclerc

“You have quite some swimmers,” Pierre cackled hysterically, slapping Charles in the chest as he tried to get his shit together instead of laughing at the fact that his best friend has five children under seven. He really couldn’t when he had to remind himself that Aimee had given birth to another set of twins just a day ago. 

Charles began to curse at him in French, already exasperated after the long night that Aimee had. She had a labour that lasted longer than the previous pregnancies that she went through and it annoyed her more than it made things painful. Charles’ five year olds and his three year old son were fussing about not being around their mother for longer than two minutes and were already on the way to the hospital with their Mamé Pascale and Mamma Blanche, eager to meet their little brothers. 

Pierre, Max, Lewis, and Mick were all standing in front of the glass window of the hospital nursery with Charles, eyes all trained on the twin boys that slept peacefully alongside other infants. Charles never wondered, but he was always surprised that Aimee was this strong to even give birth to five of their children— fuck that, she had given birth to five of his boys. He couldn’t even find himself to swear to his best friend when he was too busy loving the shit out of his newborn sons. His boys. 

On the men’s left was Anthoine Charles Elio Perceval, whose personality was already showing by the way his resting face wrinkles to a scowl. Pierre couldn’t afford to cry over the tribute to their friend who passed years ago that all he did was laugh at his best friend’s experiences in fatherhood. He could just cry later on, the Frenchman told himself while he continued to pester Charles about his five sons. 

Next to Anthoine’s bassinet was Alain Marc Léonard Arthur, whose soft smile had the men outside the nursery melting as he cooed softly and shifted around. Charles and the others could tell that out of the two of them, Alain would be the one to stop the Ferrari driver from ripping his hair out.

Anthoine would most likely give Charles a run for his money and raise hell with Hervé and Jules. 

Alain would be the one to be as angelic as PJ — whose nickname stuck after Pierre continued to visit the boys every other week — and his mother Aimee, whose youthful glow remained despite entering her motherhood five years ago. Aimee wasn’t that outnumbered after all.

Max scoffed next to Pierre, “You wouldn’t be saying that if you hadn’t known anything about protection.”

“I’ve had practices,” Pierre winked at Max, making the Dutchman grimace. “Just no luck yet. It’s not as if I’m shaming Charles for it.”

“Five kids are better than none,” Lewis shrugged, still looking at the twins on the other side of the window. “How you’ve done it— fuckin’ beats me— but I sure as hell am jealous.”

“Never hurts to try for one more,” Charles chuckled. “You really think Lottie and Leland would be satisfied to have each other? It doesn’t really make a good playhouse squad.”

Lewis huffed, “They’ve already got your boys, Adelmo and Max’s Millie. I don’t think Steve would appreciate having to push out one more.”

“What about you, Max?” Mick joked before nudging the Dutchman with a smirk. “Opting for one more?” 

“I’ve got a girl,” Max deadpanned, “and I’ve another one on the way. I’m not the kind to be greedy but I think Millia and Lila would make good big sisters to a little brother, don’t you think?”

“Are you two settling for the little girl’s name then?” Pierre asked. “Lila?” 

“Poor Sylvie doesn’t even have a child named after her,” Mick laughed. 

“She named our daughter Emilia,” Max defended himself, “I didn’t ask her to name the girl Emilia. She just said it’s too damn pretty.”

“Besides, Max isn’t really known for giving things good names,” Lewis teased. “Last I checked he wanted to call Emilia ‘Jane’.” 

“Fuck off, Sylvie loves Jane Austen,” Max scoffed, shoving Lewis slightly when the British man laughed. “Besides, her name would have been Blue or something.”

“All jokes aside,” Lewis paused before clapping Charles on the back. “I’m pumped to see your bunch hanging out with their cousins. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

“Four months,” Max murmured. “It’s been four months for all of us.”

“I know,” Charles rolled his eyes. “H and Jules are looking forward to the Australian GP— they’ve been wanting to wreak havoc in the paddock since Abu Dhabi.”

“Those kids of yours need to lose that energy,” Pierre chuckled. “Have you ever taken them for a walk?” 

“I always take them out for a walk,” Charles muttered. They just have a bad habit of running away from their Da. All the freaking time.

Speaking of.

“Da!” 

“Look at those little devils go,” Pierre and the other men turned to the direction of the sound of running feet, hoisting little PJ up in his arms while the eldest Leclerc children ran towards their father, who had immediately lifted them up and pressed a kiss on their cheeks. 

“Where are they? Where are they?” Hervé and Jules tried to keep their voices down, as they were told by their Mamé before they entered the hospital— begging their dad to show them the newborn babies as he pointed through the window.

“Oncle P,” Sacha reached for his godfather’s scruffy face as he murmured, “où est Maman?” Where’s mom? 

“Elle dort comme un bébé,” She’s sleeping like a baby. Pierre whispered to the boy, now pointing to the babies as he continued, “Like your little brothers.”

“Mm? Mais il ne dort pas,” But he’s not sleeping. Sacha pointed at the baby to the right. “He’s no sleeping?”

“He looks like you, Da. Look,” Jules pointed and said in awe while grinned at his father. “And he does too!” 

“He’s like me and Jules!” Hervé exclaimed in amusement. “They look the same, Da!” 

“Yes they do,” Charles grinned, “because they’re like you two. Twins!” 

“How come I don’t have twin?” Sacha asked, slumping against his Oncle Pierre. Max and Lewis turned to the boy and offered him a soft smile. 

Mick then reached out, “It’s better that you don’t,” he joked, “you’re one of a kind, little PJ.” 

“But he won’t have any driving partner for Ferrari?” Hervé protested in annoyance. Charles laughed at this. His sons were born to be Ferrari drivers, said once by Sebastian Vettel. They were born to a Ferrari driving father and a mother who worked for McLaren. Even the amount of papaya outfit never stopped the Leclerc children from aspiring to become the Prancing Horse’s next generation of drivers. 

All but one. Sacha turned to look at his eldest brothers and said, “Me and L’land are driving for Mercedes!” 

“No! You’re driving for ‘Rari, ‘member, PJ?” 

“Mummy said I can drive for anyone,” Sacha pulled himself away from Pierre’s chest for a second to cross his arms, pouting at his eldest brothers. “I wan’ drive for ‘Cedes!” 

Lewis looked at Charles with approval all over his face, obviously cocky at the statement made by the three year old.

“You don’t want to drive for Alpine like your Oncle P?” Pierre asked, goading his godson into joining his team.

“Hm, maybe! But I wanna be like Uncle Lew and Da!” 

“Mon chou, you are like Da,” Charles grinned widely. “You and your brothers are mini Charles.” 

Seeing his sons now — the two that he held in his arms, the toddler that Pierre had on his own pair and the other two that were just born yesterday — had him thinking about the importance of their names and their existence. Charles didn’t seem to think of himself as someone so sentimental, but his life with Aimee seemed to change his viewpoint. He valued his family more than he did before. 

He didn’t care much about carrying the family name as long as he could remember where his sons’ names came from. 

If his eldest asked, he was more than willing to tell them a story about how Hervé and Jules got their names from their late grandpa and uncle. If PJ asked, then Charles and Aimee would sit him down to tell the boy about Aimee’s Uncle Niki and great grandfather Philip Hearth. And someday when his youngest grew curious, he’d tell them all about Charles’ good friend Anthoine and a French driving legend named Alain Prost. 

He’d sit them all down to let them know about the people that he and Aimee loved and how they loved to keep their memories alive through the boys. 

But for now, Charles Leclerc was quite content with nurturing his boys with his wife. He was only looking forward to caring for Aimee Leclerc and their children. Then maybe someday, the Leclerc bunch would grow to care for their mother too.

[katherineholmes]

Petrova Doppelgängers and Femininity

I'm not sure if the show runners and the writers intended to do this, but the Petrova doppelgängers are deeply entrenched in femininity. The one thing that all doppelgängers have in common is that they are always the sufferers. That they are powerful but only because they can be used. And that is exactly how the world has used women for centuries.

Amara’s cast in stone for two thousand years, being the anchor to the other side, her power used to hold up the so called supernatural purgatory. Tatia’s love is twisted, her blood is used to turn the men she loved into monsters. She had a child, presumably from a man who either left her or died. And then she’s killed by the lover turned monster for her blood. Katherine’s child is ripped from her, and when she tries to start a new life, she’s shown a beautiful, romantic future with a lord before it’s ripped away from her too. Before she sees her whole family slain. Elena is entrenched in grief and trauma, her loss is like Katherine’s, but where Katherine’s happened in a single night, Elena’s happened over three years.

Over and over again, the doppelgängers are used for the two most personal things - their blood and their womb. Having children that they can’t raise.

Amara falls in love with a man far more powerful than her and is condemned to an eternity of suffering and punishment for her crime.

Tatia is blamed for coming between two brothers and killed for her crime.

Katherine has her child ripped from her arms, seeing her daughter only once before she’s gone forever. She goes to England and dreams of a perfect life, emboldened by Klaus and his ‘romantic’ pursuit of her. Probably sees dreams of being a lady and a wife and a mother, for she’s a mother without her child.

But when she realises that these are just her dreams and tries to take control of her situation, she’s punished and has to see her entire family dead. Punished because she did not accept death and suffering. It’s telling as well, the way she’s portrayed on the show, the femme fatale, the ‘sexy’ one, the whore to Elena’s Madonna.

The only one who gets sent to hell for her sins.

Elena sees her parents die, Elena’s stuck between two brothers who love her face and her body and her compliance more than they love her. Who loses her aunt despite giving into Klaus and then becomes his human blood bag. Who keeps trying to save Stefan until he breaks her spirit, who keeps trying to save Damon despite how he takes away her right to grieve.

Amara, Tatia, Katherine and Elena are all sufferers. They suffer for their blood and their bodies and their wombs. They scream and are turned into victims, monster teeth in their throats, and iv lines in their veins and their blood turned to stone.

They are a representation of the most fundamental ways in which women suffer. Through their blood and their wombs and their hearts.

They are not powerful beings, yet their blood and suffering is of use to others.

And yet, they persevere. Amara who chooses her own death, and Tatia who had willingly given her blood to save Elijah. Katherine who takes her death in her own hands and lives. Refuses to suffer. Elena who plays the game and uses everything at her disposal to save everyone she can around her.

Just as all women do.

They all play a game that’s been rigged against them since the beginning.

They are one whose blood enables the existence of vampires and hybrids. Without the doppelgängers, there would be no vampires, there would be no originals, and no hybrids. Their blood is what sustains two entire species.

And so, in one way or the other, they win.

@sevensistersofsussex @amandamonroe @feralcherry @qvnthesia @jennifersminds

[salchat]

“Meg Masters,” he guessed.

“The very same. It’s nice to be back in my old stomping ground.”

“Somehow I don’t seem to remember sending you an invite.”

“Oh, come on, Dean. You know I would never let that stop me.” She laughed.

She was leading and Dean had to follow. The quickstep got its name for a good reason. Dean knew himself to be a good dancer, but Meg danced with flair and confidence. It was difficult to keep up, let alone maintain a conversation.

Of course he could always ditch her in the middle of the dance floor. He could have the footmen escort her from the premises. An ex-cook would, after all, be a dab hand with a daintily presented apple pie, poison included free of charge.

“You need a bigger mask,” she said. “Your thoughts are written all over your pretty face.”

“I’ve got nothing to hide.”

“Oh, really? You must be the only one, then.”

“Why? What are you hiding?”

“Oh. Little omega-Dean, you really don’t want to know some of the things hidden in the dark crevices of my mind.”

She led him into another one of those flittering scatter-chassés, just to piss him off probably. But no tricky footwork was going to get the better of Dean.

“I bet you know all about the attempts on my life.”

She managed to shrug her bare shoulders while maintaining her perfect dance posture. “News travels fast, and it always finds its way behind the nearest bar. Anyway, it doesn’t matter now, does it? Dear old Arthur Ketch made that nasty little bit of cookery his last act on this earth. You can be happy with your delicious alpha.”

She pushed him into a diagonal lockstep, but he knew this dance well and responded easily.

“We are happy.”

She turned her head and he followed her eyes to Cas, who was dancing with Rowena. Damn, he was a good dancer. Even with the wings on his back, which must be heavy. Dean’s were pretty light - not nearly as sturdy.

“Yes, I think you are.”

The dance was going on forever. Dean wanted some more punch. And to talk to someone whose words didn’t have layers of hidden meaning.

“We are,” he repeated.

She laughed at him again. “Oh, I believe you, little Dean. It’s just funny.”

“Why? What’s funny?”

“It’s funny because when you arrived everyone compared you with Amara. And I bet you did too.”

“That’s not funny.”

The music came to a halt with a flourish of drums and cymbals. Everyone stood still for a moment, applauding the musicians.

“Oh, I think it is. Very.” She tossed her dark curls, tucking them behind her ear with one hand. “Because you’ll never have what he had with Amara. Not in a million years.”

Dean’s face grew alternately hot and then cold and then hot again. “We love each other. That’s all that matters.”

Around them couples were moving off the dancefloor, others were moving on, the orchestra was beginning the introduction to a samba.

She took a step away, but then flicked his cheek with one painted nail. “I wouldn’t worry, little bird. You wouldn’t want what they had anyway.”

[nightingaleif]

Nightingale-IF

genre: YA, drama, romance, mystery, urban fantasy, monsters, private academy

Inspiration: Wednesday, Monsterhearts, Euphoria, Locke and Key

Your family name is known for all the wrong reasons. Still, much shock spreads when you are brought before the authorities. The charge? Attempted manslaughter.

The father you have so reviled for his neglect proves useful. He pulls strings and calls for favours and within a fortnight, the charges are dropped.

But you can't stay at home, where you will forever be seen as the kid who got away with murder. Instead, your father sends you off -whether you want to or not- to the Obsidian Academy, which he also attended at your age.

The Obsidian Academy is grim and dark, as if from a whole other era. The residents of the halls are just as peculiar and secretive. Why does your roommate have scratch marks on their wall? Is it your idea or does the Queen Bee have concerningly sharp fangs? And why does everyone keep calling you a 'nightingale'?

Don't get too comfortable yet. For a dark force roams these halls. More and more bodies wind up dead and who knows who will be next? With your reputation and the disappearances starting just when you arrived, you are at the top of everyone's list...

Nightingale is rated 18+ for inappropriate language, sexual themes, use of substances, depictions of violence. (More will be added to the list of trigger warnings as I add more scenes)

FEATURES

Solve a murder mystery with twists and turns. Supernatural of not, the threat of the serial killer is true and ever present. Everyone is in danger. Everyone is a suspect. Even you.

Delve into the secrets of the Obsidian Academy and its residents. Young adults are a mess. Monsters even more so. You would be wise to watch your step, lest the Lady of the Night sinks her fangs in you. Unless you want that of course.

Discover your past. What is your father hiding from you? What happened to your mother? Why do some teachers look upon you with such recognition in their eyes? And what happened that fateful night when you almost claimed a life?Find out what a nightingale is. What it means for you, your relation to the creatures of the night and your fate.

Romance a variety of characters! From the cheery roommate, who mysteriously disappears every full moon, to the Queen Bee whose fangs scare and thrill you, to your guardian angel with horns and even the guy you almost murdered!

Romantic Options

The Roommate: Mace/Macy Walker (gender selectable)

M has welcomed you with open arms into the Obsidian Academy- and into their room. You are sharing a dorm room and so far they have gone out of their way to make your arrival as comfortable as possible. They seem determined to initiate you into their ever growing circle of friends.

Yet the claw marks on the walls imply there is a wilder side to them.

The Queen Bee: Claudia/Claude Fairmont (gender selectable)

C has not spared you a glance. Then again they seem to barely notice anyone but themself. If anything, they seem to dislike you just a little bit more than most. C waltzes around like they own the place and judging by the way everyone bends over to satisfy their whims, they just might be. They grin often and every time they do, you can't resist the urge to let your eyes wander down to their sharp fangs.

Why do they look at you like they know you?

The One You Almost Killed: Amir/Amara Sharma (gender selectable)

The two of you were close. Or your families were at least. Up until now anyway.

The fateful night itself is a blur, but the next morning is clear. You were behind bars and Amir was in the hospital. Bleeding, torn apart, disfigured by your hands.

You thought you would never see him again. Yet here he is. At the Obsidian Academy. Sharing a desk with you.

You are fucking doomed.

The Bodyguard: Lucian/Lucia Winchester (gender selectable)

Despite your repeated protests, you did not arrive to the Obsidian Academy on your own. Your father sent a bodyguard alongside you to guard your every step. You have known L for years, but it has only recently dawned on you how little you know about them. They remain your distant, silent guardian angel.

Though he may be the opposite of one.

Asks: Open!

Demo: Soon...

[fangirlingfromdownunder]

Comfort in a Wedding

Summary - Part 33 in the Comfort series

Pairing - Dean Winchester x Reader, Reader x Sam (platonic), Reader x Bobby (father-figure), Andre (OG Character) x Reader (best friends)

Series Masterlist | Masterlist 

A/N: This chapter is a little longer than normal, I just couldn't bring myself to take anything out or cut it off anywhere. I hope you enjoy. Also, I know this GIF is Amara, but just use your imagination.

As you and Dean make your way down to the lobby you send out a silent prayer to Cas asking him to bring everyone to the front of the hotel. Out on the street you look to your left and see Sam and Cas walking towards you. You smile at them as they approach and squeeze Dean’s hand. 

Once they get close enough to talk Sam looks at you and says, “So, looks like you’re as persuasive as you said.”

“Told you. I know what I want and how to get it. Did you guys call Bobby?” Just as his name leaves your lips a beat up red and black sedan pulls up beside you on the curb.

“So, what? Am I going back to my motel or witnessing a wedding?” Bobby asks gruffly, leaning out the window.

You look up at Dean and smile. “The second option. No more changing our mind, no more running. Although, a courthouse isn’t really an option given our legal, official vital status.”

Dean sighs and then says, “I think I know a place, I’ll go get my other Baby and we can go.” He kisses you on the top of your head before pulling away to go get his car. 

As soon as he’s out of earshot Sam says, “You forgive too easily. You know he’s gonna do this again the next time there’s the slightest inconvenience. I know you love him, but is it really worth all the pain?”

“Name a perfect couple, Sam. Your parents weren’t, Bobby and Karen weren’t, hell my parents weren’t even hunters and their marriage wasn’t perfect. They fought like cats and dogs most of the time. Doesn’t mean the love’s not real and that it’s not worth every second.”

“Let them have their moment, Sam. Be a supportive brother. I hate seeing any of you guys get hurt, especially by each other. But I’ve watched Dean surprise me for years, and for the two of you he always steps up when it really matters. You’ve fought adversity after adversity side-by-side and despite the pain you always find solace in each other. And for the record I know quite a few couples that hunt together. I’m rooting for you.”

“Thanks, Bobby. That means a lot.”

“Yeah, yeah. Enough with the chick flick moments, here comes Dean. You coming, Sam?”

Sam nods and walks around to the passenger side and gets in while Cas awkwardly looks around before getting in the backseat. When Dean pulls up in front of Bobby you do the same. His hand is quick to find your smooth, bare thigh where your dress has ridden up as he drives off to the secret location. “That dress is really sexy, but I can’t wait to see it on the floor.”

You blush a little and then say, “I never thought this day would actually come. Part of me thought we’d be engaged forever.”

He squeezes your thigh. “Me too. And I know I’m difficult and I keep hurting you, but I swear I meant it when I asked you that night. It feels like such a long time ago.”

“So much has happened since then. But honestly, I’m just glad we went through it all together. I can withstand a lot, Dean, but not alone.”

“I know. You mentioned that night in the barn. That night I knew you had a hold on me. I’ve been with plenty of women, you know that, but none have put me in my place and made me want to change the way you do. But as I fell for you all I could think about was losing you. I don’t think I could handle that. Even when I gave you that ring I was terrified. We’ve got so many people killed over the years and I just couldn’t live with myself if I got you killed too.”

You put your hand on top of his on your thigh. “I was a hunter long before I met you. I know the risks. I feel a lot more secure hunting with you than hunting alone. I know you have my back, and I always have yours.” 

You look out the window as you feel the car slowing down and pulling off down a dirt road. You give Dean a confused look. 

“I often take these roads when looking for somewhere to camp the night in Baby instead of going to a motel. I came out here the other night to clear my head and all I could think of was how much you’d like it.”

At first glance it just appears to be a plain field and a forest but the further he pulls off the road you start to smell the ocean. 

“This field made you think of me?”

“Shut up. Just follow me, I promise it’s not a long walk, but I can carry you if you want,” Dean says as he shuts off the engine and gets out. Bobby, Sam, and Cas follow suit. You get out carefully while holding the soft box in one hand. 

“No offense, Dean, but we passed plenty of nicer places on the way here…” Bobby says.

“Shut your mouths all of you.”

Dean offers you his hand and then takes one look at your white heels and scoops down and picks you up bridal style. “I can walk, Dean. Put me down.”

“You’ll ruin the only pair of nice shoes you own.”

“It’s not like I’ll ever wear them again.”

Dean just shakes his head at you and continues down a narrow walking trail for a few minutes before stopping and placing you back on your feet. You spin around taking in the view. You’re on a hill with a river running below and wild flowers lining the river's edge. Tall trees tower above you with birds and wildlife chirping in the treetops. Dean takes a tight grip on your hand to ensure you don’t slip while taking it all in. You can see the trail goes further around, winding along the river’s edge, but the view from where you are is perfect. The look of wonder on your face is enough for Dean to know his suspicions were correct. 

“I always told you if we did it, we’d do it right,” he says, pulling you close.

“You definitely delivered. Let’s do this.” You say. 

Cas walks over and joins you and says, “Soulmates, I told you. I’m so glad I didn’t wipe your memories.”

“Yeah, us too,” you say. 

Dean pulls you close and looks straight into your eyes. You smile up at him. 

Castiel stands in front of you both, his presence commanding yet gentle. With a solemn nod, he speaks up. “Well, it seems there’s no point in prolonging this or dragging it out. Love is a force that transcends boundaries, a bond that unites two souls on a journey through life. Dean and YN, as soulmates your love has the power to conquer even the greatest challenges, as we’ve seen time and time again. Your journey together is a testament to the strength of your bond.” He looks at each of you and then continues, “I believe this is where you each share your vows. So, YN, do you take Dean to be your husband, to love, support, and stand by his side through all the trials life may bring?”

Tears shimmer in your eyes as you look into Dean's, your heart overflowing with love. “Of course I do.” You carefully open the ring box and take out the larger ring that you picked for Dean. He holds out his left hand and you slip the ring onto his ring finger. It’s a perfect fit. “Dean, I'm so glad I found you. You've been with me through it all—the good times and the bad–the pregnancy and the loss and every hunt we’ve ever been on, as well as the quiet days in the bunker and driving around in Baby. You've always been there to protect me and comfort me when it gets tough. You're my rock. I love you with everything I have.”

Dean smiles at you as Cas nods and turns to Dean, his gaze unwavering. “Dean, do you take YN to be your wife, to love, support, and stand by her side through all the trials life may bring?”

Dean’s smile never wavers as he looks deep into your eyes and says, “Hell yes, I do.” A soft chuckle ripples through you, Sam and Bobby, even Castiel's lips twitching into a small smile. Dean takes the ring box from you and takes out the simple ring you chose for yourself. He hands the box off to Sam who’s standing nearby and lifts up your left hand. “From the moment you put that knife against my neck in that barn, everything changed. You've stood by me through the darkest of times, and you've brought light into my world. A light that I never thought I’d have. Pushed me to be better and got through to me when I was too stubborn. Hell, you even got me here today. I know I’ve never made anything easy, but I promise to always be there for you, to protect you, to make you laugh even when you don't want to, and to love you with everything I have.” He slips the ring onto your finger so it sits perfectly above your engagement ring.

Smiling at you both, Cas continues. “Then, by the power vested in me as an angel of the lord, I now pronounce you partners for life, here on Earth and in heaven. You may seal this bond with a kiss.”

Dean's arms wrap around you, drawing you into a passionate and tender kiss, pushing all his love into it. As he pulls away, his eyes sparkle with emotion. “I love you, Mrs. Winchester.”

You smile through happy tears, your heart overflowing. “And I love you, Mr. Winchester.”

Dean pulls you in for another kiss. “I am a little disappointed I didn’t get to fully appreciate all the effort you went to earlier,” he says as he tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear softly. Then he leans in close to your ear and deeply says, “But I promise I’m gonna appreciate and worship every inch of your sexy body when we get back to the hotel.”

You can’t help but blush at his words as heat floods through your body heading south. You turn your head, placing your lips close to his ear and whisper, “That’s good because I have a little surprise for you under here.”

You hear his breath catch in his throat at your words. You smirk at him and pull away. You walk over to Sam and Bobby, feeling Dean’s gaze dragging over your form from behind. Bobby holds his arms open for you, he’s not much of a hugger but he’s always made exceptions for you in special circumstances. You welcome his embrace.

“I knew you’d pull this off. I know he’s rough around the edges but he will be good to you. I trust that. I knew you two would end up together from the first time he brought you over. You both look happy and that’s all this old man can ask for.”

You smile at Bobby and nod before looking over your shoulder at Dean who’s taken a few steps towards you. “I am happy. This is what I’ve wanted for a long time. I don’t know what’s in our future or how long we have but I want to spend it with him.”

The second you step back from Bobby Dean’s wrapping his arms around you from behind. “Come on, we get a honeymoon now, right?” He asks.

“I don’t know, Dean. We got the wedding, but there’s still demons on our trail.”

Sam finally pipes up and says, “you deserve it. Go celebrate and try to have a few normal newly-wed-couple days, and if the demons find you, you hunt them. If you’re gonna do it, go the whole mile. I may not have always been onboard but Bobby’s right, despite all your trials and tribulations you always get through it together, you always come through for each other. And I’m glad to finally be able to officially call you my sister.”

“In-law,” you add with a smile. You know it must be hard for Sam with how he’s felt for you and watching Dean treat you rough and you always running right back. But you know he means well and wants what’s best for both you and Dean. You trust he’ll come to accept the bond. 

“Well then, if everyone’s onboard, I’m gonna take this little hottie out for a proper celebration and then start our honeymoon,” Dean says as he hugs you tightly.

“You mean consummate your bond,” Cas says matter-of-factly from behind you.

“If you want to put it that way, sure,” Dean says and you blush. 

“Thanks Cas for coming through with this. I know it’s not what you’re used to and you see it as redundant but it meant a lot to me,” you say as you turn around as best you can in Dean’s arms.

“Anything to keep my two favourite soulmates together,” Cas says before disappearing in a flap of his wings.

With that Dean spins you around and picks you back up bridal style to walk you back to the car. 

“Dean!” You shout in shock.

“Can’t have you spraining an ankle on our wedding day.”

Back at the cars you say your goodbyes to Sam and Bobby. 

“You kids have fun, but also stay safe. Look after each other,” Bobby says. 

Sam nods in agreement with Bobby’s statement and then hugs you and Dean before you get in your separate cars and drive back out to the highway and go in opposite directions. In the car Dean’s hand finds its home on your upper thigh again. 

“As much as part of me wants to take you right back to the hotel and worship you, I’m not sure when I’ll be able to get you all dressed up like this again. So, I’m gonna find the most fancy, romantic place in Miami and give you the treatment you deserve.”

“Lead the way, husband.” You reach over and turn on the radio letting the classic rock roll over you. This here is your comfort zone: sitting in Baby with Dean’s hand squeezing your thigh while rock music fills the comfortable silence between you. 

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Hi ma'am, it's question time

1) 21) 25) 26) 27) 28) 29) please 🤓

AYYYYYYEEEEE MY GIRL 🤝 I GOTCHU

Oh this is easy! Have the MC save Anne. What was the point of the foreshadowing and parallels to Isidora if we couldn’t even save her — or try to in vain 😭. I know everyone in development was pressed for time — and that’s not their fault. But it makes the story fail on a fundement level come time for the climax. Additionally (to give more consequence and endings) maybe the Anne saving outcome is determined on how the player chose to use their ancient magic (good/bad system). Anne is saved or meets a worse fate. 

Spring. It used to be autumn, but during November 1891 was when she was bit… so now it’s forever tainted by that whole situation. Spring signals that she’s made it another school year, and that the hurdle is over and it’s smooth sailing. Also, having to wake up after a full moon in the cold of fall and winter is the worst. 

Also during the spring, Natsai likes to put flowers in her hair. Totally unrelated of course, definitely doesn’t make Mara swoon. 

A wampus stuffed animal, crudely stitched together. It doesn’t even resemble one anymore, it was a handmade gift from a family friend before Mara was even born. The malformed little beast can still be found in her school trundle, if you know what you’re looking for. 

Amara isn’t actually a classical fan. And unfortunately for her it’s all everyone around the time listened to. So for ages she was very much “not a music person.”  That is until new genres start popping up come turn of the century and suddenly she finds herself enraptured in jazz, which then becomes all she listens to. 

Modern Amara listens to a slew of stuff, but her favorite would be 90’s rap. Dr. Dre, DMX, 2pac, MF DOOM — and a billion others. It’s just her vibe, ya know? She’d skateboard around trying to pick up the pretty girls from the other houses and study while listening to some bangers. 

[mashithamel]

Tangle of Need:

I had a lot of thoughts, reactions, and quotes in this one, so it’s a long one!

* “Even if there had been a cure, Kaleb would’ve given the same answer—8-91’s death was inevitable. Someone had to be the canary.” God, he doesn’t even call him by his name. Cold, gray Kaleb is such a great character.

* “You’re not a woman I’ll ever want in my bed.” -Riaz. Ouch.

* Judd’s dry sense of humor is everything.

* “I’m worth more,” she told him, wiping the back of her hand across her mouth. “Affection, respect, tenderness, I’m worth all of that, so don’t you dare come near me again until you’re ready to offer it.”

* “Time to get some sleep, he thought, and having dressed, began to walk toward his quarters … then suddenly, he was tracking another scent. Delicate and strong. Fragile and steely. A puzzle that suited the enigma of a woman for whom the need in him burned hot and intense. He caught up to her just as she reached her door. A pregnant pause, last night repeated. Not turning, she pushed through. Entering behind her, he shut the door, turned the lock.” 🔥🔥🔥

* Ok, letting BlackSea know you mean business if they renig on the contract is good, but…how, exactly, does a wolf pack plan to retaliate against a group that can quite happily live in the open ocean for long periods of time? In addition to ground-to-air defense systems have they been building a submarine fleet too???

* “There’s nothing for me in the past.” Yes, she thought, the past was forever gone, for both of them. ❤️😭

* “Some of us are tired, Judd,” Vasic added quietly, the gray of his eyes holding the darkest of shadows. “When this is all over, all we ask for is peace.” I ❤️ Vasic

* Bowen getting the chip first is a very cool move for a leader. But given the lack of testing and high risk—has he clarified a plan in case he dies? Like, he has a clear back up identified and ready to jump into leadership, right?

* “But it wouldn’t be easier—Silence is based on the precept that emotion is a weakness, but what I feel for Brenna makes me stronger. I fight harder, dirtier, and rougher, because I know any injury to me will rebound on her.” I ❤️ Judd

* The Alice story…it’s boring, right? Or am I just heartless?

* “Do you feel any different?” “I no longer have psychopathic thoughts as often. I believe that could be termed progress.” “You’re not a psychopath.” “Or perhaps you simply don’t want me to be.” Sometimes Amara is just a gift.

* “I gave you multiple pupcubs. I have prowess.” - Riley, drunk and happy

* “I love you, but I have a hangover and you’re talking crazy.” - Hawke

* “his mind filled with thoughts of the woman who had brought him back to life, branded her claim on his heart. His tough, prickly, generous Adria, who wasn’t so tough or prickly after all.” - Riaz

* I like how he calls her his empress.

* Obviously Lissette was going to show up and suddenly be available, but it is still such a gut punch. They were finally happy! They chose each other! “So she’d have to be the one who broke her own heart.” 😭😭😭

* “Love, she realized at that terrible moment of truth, could be incredibly unselfish, even when it hurt until she bled.” - Adria

* I love how Krychek is always doing, like, six things at the same time.

* He grabbed her upper arms, held her in place, the raw fury in his voice a wild thing. “I made my choice, and I chose you. Don’t you do this. Don’t you destroy us.” I’m sobbing. Oh this whole breakup is so heartbreaking, for both of them.

* Ok, the hammer with “Adria Delgado” engraved on it 🥺

* Sophisticated Lissette throwing a shoe at her husband is comedy.

* Krychek found her! I’m so ready for the Heart of Obsidian.

* “Heart of my heart, that’s who you are, Adria Morgan. Chosen and forever. Wolf and man, you own every part of me.”

In a series where everyone—even the humans and Psy—gets a mating bond, this is a fantastic story where they don’t, but they still choose each other. The start was kinda rough, and a LOT of time is spent on other people. Alice continues to bore me. Hawke/Sienna remains hot, I continue my love affair with Judd and Vasic. But the ultimate love story in this one is beautiful.

Number of showers: a contender for the lead!

Riaz: 6

Adira: 5

Rating: four out of five cold showers

[mayisgoingnuts]

OKAY BACK IM SO SO SORRY IF THIS IS LONG :(

Rai: She always looked out for others instead of herself even before everything. Now she has no choice, she must keep careful watch, to keep them safe, but sometimes her mind plays tricks on her. Though, no one else sees any issue with it.

Elaine: She considered herself to be the leader of the group, no one really argued against it. Besides, she was the reason they were all friends because of her. So now she's stuck listening to everyone and having to conduct a body perfectly, she's in complete control over it, but she has to listen closely. She can even control Elaine and Fray if completely needed, she hates doing that to them though.

Fray: She rarely followed any rules, she rarely listened to anybody. Now she has to, she's the only one that can. Her hearing is so good, it almost hurts her head. The others hear it, but it just sounds normal for them. Not having any arms means she can't just take from others anymore. Since her back can move around like that she moves around a lot, trying to listen very, very closely.

Amara: She rarely spoke before everything happened, now she has to, if she doesn't then they can't get what they need. Her voice is still monotone, but she's forced to speak up and she hates it. Sometimes she'll end up facing the wrong way while talking. Then she has to repeat herself, something she hates more.

Overall: The reason they're all stuck together is because of how close they were and wanted to be. Rai and Elaine wanted to be together forever, so now their heads are stuck to each other. Fray and Amara are still a little distant from the two. They knew how to keep their distance just to remain friends with them. But they're still all stuck together because of how they wanted to stay friends until they died. They didn't think they'd ever get sick of each other. They didn't think there was a fate worse than death.

My GOD

Goddamn DETAILS DJDJDJDJDN MY KIDS <///3

[scaly-freaks]

Five facts about this for post BJ Amaragon AU please

MY OWN REBLOG BEING USED AGAINST ME *keels over and faceplants* Well I did ask for it, I suppose.

So the original plotline for Burning Jasmine was indeed going to be a hot mess. It involved a lot of time skips etc etc. Amara didn't go to King's Landing to help kickstart the war for the greens, she fled to Dorne, and Aegon fought the war alone. By the time she returned, he was king, and naturally very bitter and hateful, and he immediately threw her into chains. Being that she's the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, that was quite the scandal, but he didn't care to listen to anyone's counsel on the matter. The first of the kids was also conceived in the dungeon so...Rhaenicent dungeon sex but with Amaegon I suppose.

Amara was never happy as the Queen. She craved freedom too much, and wasn't fond of having to be responsible for so much as the mother of the realm etc etc. But she made her peace with it, even if something was forever ruined between her and Aegon.

And then in true ASOIAF fashion, their eldest Maelor dies young due to illness, and Valerion his twin becomes the crown prince.

NOW -

If you know anything of Valerion, you know exactly what was going to happen with the realm once he became King. That man was neither temperate nor just, and became the true Maegor 2.0 everyone accused Rhaenyra of being *-*

[fantomcomics]

What’s Out This Week? 6/28

HOW IS JUNE ALMOST OVER WHYYYYY

Beauty SC - Hubert & Kerascoet

When the repulsively ugly Coddie unintentionally saves a fairy from a spell, she does not understand the poisonous nature of the wish granted her by the fairy. The village folk no longer see her as repulsive and stinking of fish-they now perceive her as magnetically beautiful-which does not help her in her village. A young local lord saves her, but it soon becomes apparent that Coddie's destiny may be far greater than anyone ever imagined. Caustic and flamboyant, this fairy tale offers grownups an engrossing take on the nature and corrupting power of beauty, in our age of obsession with it.

Brinkley Yearbook: Picture Day GN Vol 1 - Sarah Sax

Everyone knows the most stressful day of middle school: picture day! Seventh-grader Viv never looks forward to picture day. It's just another day where she wears a boring braid and no one notices her. (Her two best friends, Milo and Al, don't count, of course.) But enough is enough. This year, she's taking matters into her own hands. Literally. Viv grabs a pair of scissors, her phone for live-streaming, and, well, bye-bye braid. Suddenly Viv is an over-night influencer at Brinkley Middle School. Everyone wants her help planning their next big moment-from haircuts, to dance proposals, activist rallies and mathlete championships. She hardly even has time for her friends anymore. It's exactly how she dreamed of reinventing herself... right?

Creed: The Next Round #1 (of 4) -  LaToya Morgan, Jai Jamison, Wilton Santos & Mateus Manhanini

Ten years after the events of the blockbuster Creed III, Amara Creed is on her own path, stepping outside her father Adonis Creed's shadow and training like there's no tomorrow. But when her division opponents no longer present a challenge, Amara's drive will have her following in her father's footsteps, going underground. She'll also need the perfect trainer, but perfection comes with tangled strings attached.

Darkly She Goes HC -  Hubert & Vincent Mallie

Once upon a time there was a fallen knight, who believed that saving a princess would allow him to atone for his crimes. Once upon a time there was a dark princess, who believed that it was up to her to atone for the crimes of her parents... Banished for a fault that forever taints his reputation, Arzhur wanders from tavern to field of battle in search of the next contract which will fill his purse. One night, three mysterious old women offer him to regain honor and fortune if he frees the daughter of a neighboring king, held captive in the ruins of an abandoned castle. But Islen is not the damsel in distress that he expected to save. Magnified by the virtuoso art of Vincent Mallié, Hubert questions the weight of family heritage and delivers, under the finery of a tale, an intimate reflection on our inner monsters.

Delivery For You! GN -  Teku Rin

Izumi Fukaya is a shut-in bachelor and part-timer whose only joy in life is seeing the handsome delivery worker who drops off his packages every day. Every time Ryouta Tsuchiya arrives with another delivery, the contents of the boxes are only half the excitement. Determined to make himself "cooler" to match Tsuchiya, Fukaya has yet to realize that Tsuchiya already thinks he's the whole package - and they're both about to find out they already have everything they want right in front of them!Meanwhile, Yuito Igarashi and Yuuta Natsume are in the prime of their college years but neither of them can seem to hit that final, all important youthful milestone: a girlfriend. Natsume struggles to even talk to the girls, and Igarashi's greatest talent is coming off as a creep. Maybe if they team up and put their heads together, they can come up with a solution to get over their single-life hurdles.

Disney One Saturday Morning Adventures HC -  Daan Jippes & Laura McCreary 

Pour a bowl of cereal and dig into a nostalgic comics tribute to Disney's One Saturday Morning! From Disney Adventures and its sister magazines come classic comics based on your favorite 1990s Saturday morning cartoon block! See sideways schoolkids Doug and Pepper Ann navigate the halls of tween angst-while sneaky Spinelli of Recess is always up to tricks! Join Buzz Lightyear of Star Command and Mira Nova for big space battles. Then return to the Hundred Acre Wood for The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh... and hit Mouseton for Mickey, Goofy, and (hot-cha-cha!) Mortimer in Mickey MouseWorks! Even the Emmy-Award-winning Teacher's Pet is back in comics... back in print for the first time in decades!

Nudism Comes To Connecticut HC -  Susan Schade, Jon Buller & Laura Buller 

Nudism Comes To Connecticut is a fascinating graphic memoir of optimism, debt, nakedness and real estate scheming in the early 1930s. Frank Mallett, inspired by cooperative colonies he had visited in Europe, returned home envisioning utopian communities of bohemian emigrés and artistic intellectuals proliferating in sylvan harmony.       With the crash of 1929 his already floundering enterprises seemed doomed - until he discovered a growing interest in healthy, wholesome nudism. Closely based on actual people and events, Nudism Comes to Connecticut exposes the conflict between the ecstasy of the "exquisite naked plunge" and voyeurism, competitiveness, and greed by way of many period writings and letters. Although Frank's love of nature never falters, he learns that there is more to nudism than meets the eye.

Goodbye Eri GN -  Tatsuki Fujimoto

From the mad genius behind Chainsaw Man and Look Back comes a new story about coping with loss. Yuta's moviemaking career started with the request from his mother to record her final moments. But after her death, Yuta meets a mysterious girl named Eri who takes his life in new directions. The two begin creating a movie together, but Eri harbors an explosive secret.

I Should Not Love You GN -  Chise Ogawa

Since he was little, Taisei Fujima has been known as the pretty boy in his town, and throughout his pampered and self-indulgent life thus far, there has only been one thing standing in his way: Keita Okachimachi, his former middle school classmate. Therefore, when Taisei is once again reunited with Okachimachi, after three long years apart, Taisei can't help but get riled up. And thus begins Taisei's grand plan for revenge...! Except, something's wrong. Even though he loathes Okachimachi with every fiber of his being, why is Taisei's heart beating so fast that he can hardly think straight. "Don't tell me I've fallen in love with him-?!"

Minami’s Lover HC -  Shungiku Uchida

In this raunchy, moving, funny manga for adults, high school student Minami's girlfriend, Chiyomi, shrinks down to six inches tall - and moves in with him! Originally appearing in the underground/alternative manga magazine Garo in the 1980s and adapted for television several times, the Japanese pop culture sensation Minami's Lover is the story of two high schoolers' romantic relationship when one of them shrinks down to six inches tall.

Nervosa GN -  Hayley Gold

Unflinchingly honest and darkly humorous, Nervosa is a graphic memoir about disordered eating, chronic illness, and a profound relationship with hope.

Obnoxious Hero-Kun Complete Collection GN -  Amanda Rahimi

At school, everyone loves Hiro (especially Hiro). Handsome, charismatic, and overflowing with poetic praises of himself, he can get any girl he wants with just a smile and an abundance of background sparkles. He definitely doesn't waste any of his precious time thinking about Takashi, a stoic and somewhat icy boy who sits in front of him in class. Hiro's always glaring at Takashi for being so uncool, not staring longingly at Takashi's stupid beauty mark! When Hiro pushes his theatrical charm too far and finds Takashi daring him to kiss, Hiro realizes that being the hero of his own story means facing a dizzying array of heart-pounding challenges...like figuring out his true feelings for the very blunt, very hot Takashi. And dealing with exactly how much fetish gear is in Takashi's closet.

Power Rangers Unlimited: The Coinless #1 -  Adam Cesare, Moises Hidalgo & Dan Mora

As if the medium-spanning, fan-favorite villain Drakkon wasn't enough of a threat, Mistress Vile has special plans, ones that will bring the Rangers' greatest foe into our world! But this scheming isn't without consequences for Drakkon, and he'll have to take a page from the book of Zordon if he wants the world of The Coinless to survive. But who would be unhinged enough to join his team? As if they have a choice...

Spider-Man Across The Spider-Verse: The Art Of The Movie HC -  Ramin Zahed

Miles Morales returns for the next chapter of the Oscar-winning Spider-Verse saga, an epic adventure that will transport Brooklyn's full-time, friendly neighborhood Spider-Man across the Multiverse to join forces with Gwen Stacy and a new team of Spider-People to face off with a villain more powerful than anything they have ever encountered. Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse: The Art of the Movie takes readers behind the scenes to showcase the art and artistry of Sony Pictures Animation's highly-anticipated sequel to 2018's Academy Award-winning Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse. The ultimate deep dive into the on-screen return of the Spider-Man multiverse, the book features exclusive concept art, sketches, character designs, and storyboards from the visually innovative film.

Starfinder: Angels Of The Drift #1 -  James L. Sutter, Edu Menna & Biagio D'Alessandro

A bold crew of adventurers must race to an isolated world to stop a catastrophic war for faster-than-light technology!

In the science-fantasy universe of the bestselling Starfinder Roleplaying Game, five down-on-their-luck mercenaries sign on to help a robotic avatar of the hyperspace dimension bring starship technology to a previously uncontacted planet. But with sinister forces bent on exploiting the new world, it'll take all the heroes' guns, wits, and magic to make it off their space station alive... 

The Story Of Barbie & The Woman Who Created Her HC - Cindy Eagan & Amy Bates

A beautifully illustrated picture book about Barbie-the most famous doll in the world-and her visionary creator, Ruth Handler. After noticing how her daughter played with "grown-up" paper dolls, Ruth Handler wanted to create a doll that would inspire little girls to use their huge imaginations and big dreams about their futures. While others told her it wasn't possible, Ruth Handler proved them all wrong by creating the most famous doll ever. This beautiful hardcover picture book will inspire children ages 3 to 7 to believe that anything is possible-especially with Barbie!

Trojan GN -  Daniel Kraus, Laci & Jeff Dekal

Once upon a time, we lived alongside Legends. Creatures of myth. Centaurs, fauns, gorgons, kelpies, gnomes, and more. They were spectacular. Majestic. Powerful. Peaceful. Pure. In comparison, we were ugly. Weak. Warmongering. Rotten. Is it any wonder we could not live alongside them any longer? After driving these Legends to the fringes of society, an uglier form of mythos takes shape in the form of rumors of live snuff shows for dark web high rollers. When a mysterious young woman, Nessa, enlists the help of a hacker to take a tour of the grisliest corners of the Dark Web, she sets in motion a war between those who peddle to mankind's darkest fantasies and a world that transcends imagination. Trojan is fantasy thriller full of wonder and horror in equal measure.

Wolverine SNIKT! GN -  Tsutomu Nihei

In 2003, fresh off the success of his hit series Blame!, star manga creator Tsutomu Nihei connected with Marvel Comics, writing and drawing the limited series Wolverine: Snikt! Bringing his signature style to bear on the iconic X-Man, Nihei took Wolverine to a darker, more terrifying dimension, presented here in a deluxe edition.

Whatcha snagging to close out Pride, Fantom Fam??

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Saturday, January 20th

DR. KRIEGEL: Of course we're still going to have to watch your mother carefully, and, uh, have her back in here for some follow-up testing, (Buffy nods) but, uh, overall I'd consider the procedure a complete success. (Smiles all round. Everyone hugs each other. Giles and Xander start to hug, then settle for a handshake instead.) BUFFY: (hugging Riley) Oh my goodness, doctor, thank you, thank you so much. DR. KRIEGEL: Please, it's my pleasure. (Buffy hugs him and he yells in pain as she forgets her slayer-strength. She gasps and pulls back.) BUFFY: Sorry. Sorry!

~~Into the Woods~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Freed by apachefirecat (Angel/Cordelia, PG-13/T)

Hidden Talent by Bobbie23 (Giles/Jenny, M)

When Waking Up is a Nightmare by LiraelClayr007 (Buffy, T)

Special by Pinkperson (Buffy/Angel, M)

L'anniversaire de Buffy by MissKitty28 (Buffy/Spike, G)

L'anniversaire de Buffy by Miss Kitty (Buffy/Spike, G)

Something New by Spikelover4ever (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

[Chaptered Fiction]

Lost Angels, Chapter 23 by StillRose (Xander/Spike, Supernatural crossover, E)

The More the World is Changing, the More it Stays the Same, Chapter 4 by the_widow_twankey (Angel/Spike, M)

Easy Street, Chapter 10 by Storm_Arke (Faith/Daryl Dixon, The Walking Dead crossover, T)

They Know Exactly What We're Here For, Chapter 4 by MadeInGold (Angel/Riley/Spike, M)

Sisters, the adventures of Sam and Buffy Carter - Year 1, Chapter 11 by FPBarbieri (Buffy, Stargate crossover, G)

Back undead and little again, Chapter 2 by AnkiKind (Angel & Spike, M)

Straight to the Heart, Chapter 2 by QuillBard (Buffy/Faith, M)

Something Borrowed, Chapter 1 by Geliot99 (Buffy/Spike, M)

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Shadowed Suspicion Volume X, Chapter 1 by arcanedreamer (Ensemble, Jojo's Bizarre Adventure crossover, T)

Twos Company, Chapter 1 by Serenitey (Buffy/Spike, M)

Phase 1, Chapter 1 by Rutkowski (Willow/Tara, multiple crossovers, T)

Choose your own Award, Chapter 10 by Narsil (Xander, multiple crossovers, T)

Untitled Giles miniseries, Chapter 5 by iobsessoverfictionalmen (Giles/reader, Wonder Woman crossover, warnings: violence, cursing, insults, lying, and attempted manipulation)

Amara Time, Chapter 15 by Joan963z (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Afterburn, Chapter 6 by Melme1325 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

New Beginnings, Chapter 2 by slinky (Lucifer crossover, NC-17)

Early One Morning, Chapter 9 by all choseny (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Love Lives Here, Chapter 11 by Passion4Spike (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Pack My Box with Five Dozen Liquor Jugs, Chapter 20 by honeygirl51885 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

A Waxy Gent Chuckled Over My Fab Jazzy Quips, Chapter 20 by violettathepiratequeen (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Coming Through, Chapter 1 by hulettwyo (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)

[Images, Audio & Video]

Artwork: What if there were tattoos by JSBirsa (Buffy & Spike, worksafe)

Manip: SuSuSunnydale, here's to the fools who love, Chapter 9: The Proposal by loveisntbrains (PG)

Artwork: Buffy and Spike kissing by spikedru

Manip: happy birthday Buffy Summers by l0veisntbrains (Buffy/Spike, worksafe)

Crafts: Time for another fanbinding! by kitty-bandit

Fanvid: Buffy Summers | Beautifully Strange [BTVS] by Light

Fanvid: Buffy & Spike - Scandalous by RatCat92

Fanvid: Buffy and Giles || Light by Lucy Whiskers

Fanvid: ATS || Wesley+Fred/Illyria || Breathe Me || HD by Narcia Lily

Fanvid: Buffy and Spike - Tonight by Nina Mironovitch

Fanvid: Faith/Buffy - Get Him Back by robotgutz

Fanvid: Buffy Summers | all‐american bitch by ceoazula

Fanvid: Believe in Buffy The Vampire Slayer - Contemporary Video by thunderchild27

Fanvid: Buffy is Damaged - Contemporary Music Video by thunderchild27

Fanvid: Forever May Not Be Long Enough - Spuffy - Contemporary Video by thunderchild27

Fanvid: btvs & ats [потому что когда я люблю тебя — я права] by zle

Fanvid: BTVS Willow Hayloft 2 by Just A True Believer

Fanvid: Buffy and Damon Being Snarky to Each Other by Bobblehead89 (The Vampire Diaries crossover)

Fanvid: Spike Tribute (Kryptonite Reloaded) by Gamster's World

Stop motion video: Amiga date cuenta!!! by Alberto Ramírez Clar (with funko pops)

Stop motion video: Buffy y Angel van en busca de ayuda by Alberto Ramírez Clar (with funko pops)

Stop motion video: Discusiones by Alberto Ramírez Clar (with funko pops)

Music: Buffy The Vampire Slayer Rescore: Season 1 Episode 7 "Angel" by David Müller

Music: Buffy The Vampire Slayer Theme [Minecraft Note Block] by brandon plays

Music: Walk Through The Fire - Buffy Theme (Medium Piano Tutorial) | Sheet Music + MIDI file by Piano Diaries

[Reviews & Recaps]

Podcast: Episode 11 now available! Season 1 The Sunnydale Diaries by humdoy

Video: Bargaining-Slayer Sunday by Jane Talks Buffy

Video: The #btvs Twisted Guide S02E05: Reptile Boy by Twisted View

Video: Buffy Season 6: Entropy and Seeing Red by Revisiting the Buffyverse

Video: Buffy The Vampire Slayer by FAVORITE OLE SIT-COM

Video: Buffy the Vampire Slayer HONEST Trailer-RAW Reaction ... was HONESTLY Funny... But... by Examining Kubrick Craven Halloween

Video: A New Chapter: Buffy Season 4 (Deepdive/discussion) by Revisiting The Buffyverse

Podcast: Once more with feeling - 5x15 I Was Made To Love You by Nerd Subculture Podcast

[Fandom Discussions]

Watching Helpless and this vampire assumes that if he turns Buffy and leaves her in a room with her mother she’ll eat her by Aphony Cree

the way the heaven reveal in buffy was dealt with in once more with feeling was pretty good by dragonmickie

the problem is i can't hate xander by grinchwrapsupreme

Imagine the series if Kendra was the main Slayer by itzniaok and nevergonnabemuchmorethanweather

drusilla as a potential slayer by spikedru

Buffy would make an excellent paramedic by creamcheesy

Blood Vengeance by myboyknows

Could Dark Willow be foreshadowed as early season 3? continued by NoShip

It makes you wonder about the morals of Buffy and Spike continued by multiple posters

Article - "Warren Mears and the Slaying of Incel Culture" by Joan the Vampire Slayer

Wesley and Fred- Too Manipulative? continued by multiple posters

Spike in season 8 if the show had continued what direction they would take him continued by sybil and Stoney

BtVS rewatch: SEASON 7 continued by sybil and war and peaches

Do you think The Groosalugg became an acolyte of Jasmine? by AndrewHeard

Was a Bangel a bit rushed? by Unable_Earth5914

Genuine question: who the hell invited Spike in Hells Bells?? by tinysleepycryptid

uuuuh i just watched seeing red for the first time and i have thoughts by likeshinythings

Are the comics worth getting/reading? by Queasy-Bluebird5843

A long rant about Spike and Spuffy in s6 by funishin

Angel in Buffy season 3 is one of the most boring characters on the show by jdpm1991

Xander’s dad sucks holy crap by Eagles56

Video: Making Riley Finn Interesting (Buffy) by Pensive Whiskers

[Articles, Interviews, and Other News]

Video: The Master - An Interview With Mark Metcalf by Beer with Buffy

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Happily Ever After

This family has my entire heart. Thomas and Alex have been such a source of comfort and joy for me over the past few years. Writing them means the world to me. I adore them more than I can say. Then came Bogart, who is the cutest, most fun pup to write for. And finally, my precious twins, Felicity and Vincent, whom I share my birthday with. I love them so much!!! 🥺😭😍💛

I can't thank the beautiful and amazing @/artbyainna on Instagram enough for this stunning family portrait.

Birthday Art #6 of 6 for my self-care birthday week + "birthday" for @choicesmonthlychallenge

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49 notes - Posted March 6, 2022

#4

Three years ago today, I decided to join this fandom and I am so glad I did!

I had reblogged things randomly from a non-choices blog and liked things on my personal account but I had never really interacted with anyone or participated in the fandom. When I was in elementary school, I definitely was writing fan fiction, but then as I got older people made me feel less because of it and I stopped writing. Then I found this fandom community and decided to take a risk and pick it back up again. I never expected anyone to read it!

I'm truly grateful to everyone who has ever read or supported my writing here or on any of my blogs. You will never know how much it means to me! Thank you!

So how does one celebrate? With more fan art, obviously! 😍😍😍

One thing I've loved to do is see how different artist bring Thomas and Alex to life and I couldn't be more excited with how this latest art came out!

This adorable chibi portrait is by arssel_land on Instagram 💛

Thank you again for all your love and support. You (and HAlex) have helped me survive the last 3 years on this crazy planet and for that I am eternally grateful! 💖💖💖

50 notes - Posted July 8, 2022

#3

The Best Kind of Distraction 💋

This gorgeous portrait of my forever OTP Thomas and Alex is by the always wonderful and talented @rosefuckinggenius!

I had a short drabble planned to go with it, but seeing as @choicesrcd2022 ends now-ish, I decided I should at least share the art. I'm hoping I can get time to write out the drabble tomorrow. 🤞

Prompts: @choicesdecember2022 kiss, @choicesrcd2022 distraction, @choicesholidays I’m so glad we found each other (always & forever)

[All Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer Masterlists] [Red Carpet Diaries]

50 notes - Posted December 10, 2022

#2

Thomas and Alex Hunt 💖💙

by @/hrhschreave on Instagram 

A couple of weeks ago I was lucky enough to win a commission from Amara in @/austie_romance 's 1,000 Follower giveaway. I am absolutely blown away by the talent and generosity of both of these lovely ladies. I can't thank them enough for making this portrait possible!

Prompts: one more (kiss) @choicesmonthlychallenge

[Masterlists: Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer]

52 notes - Posted May 24, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

"Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches...I have stayed these years in my hovel because of you. I have taught myself languages because of you. I have made my body strong because I thought you might be pleased by a strong body. I have lived my life with only the prayer that some sudden dawn you might glance in my direction. I have not known a moment in years when the sight of you did not send my heart careening against my rib cage. I have not known a night when your visage did not accompany me to sleep. There has not been a morning when you did not flutter behind my waking eyelids." ~The Princess Bride, William Goldman

Thomas and Alex enjoying a quiet afternoon rereading one of their favorite stories.

I can't even explain how much I am in love with them and this art. Ainna (@/artbyainna IG) is literally the most beautiful genius and never fails to impress . I will be here crying over this for a while. It is everything I hoped and more. Thomas and Alex's love is infinite, they spend everyday choosing each other no matter how good or bad things are and I will always chose them. They are my comfort pairing and my happy place. I will never get enough of them or their love.

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62 notes - Posted October 1, 2022

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Continuing my Castiel becomes God so Jack doesn’t have to AU with a much better mental place than I was in yesterday.

How will that affect Castiel?

There is relief about Jack not having to take the burden, about the fight with his father being over, about everyone that came back from Empty being still alive. But I think that relief is short lived. It is soon followed by fear, and anger and the overwhelming power adjusting itself around his newly restored grace.

Castiel stands in front of his kneeling father and confused child, midst of arch-angels and angels how are still scared and apprehensive, dazed from attacks from God himself, he finds the Darkness amongst his powers and lets Amara separate herself, there are Winchesters climbing out of the refuge they had taken from the battle, the forces of Hell watching them from afar, and realises that he is once again God.

This is different though, the power coursing through him is not like having thousands of souls from purgatory.

I have a question, What exactly did chuck do with the people that vanished, I saw/read everyone saying that he killed everyone, but then if he said no one but Winchesters were alive, then what about Monsters and Other beings? did they go to purgatory and the souls go to heaven, or did he destroy heaven and hell too? Was Rowena and other demons and the remaining angels dead too? if he did that how exactly did Jack bring back everyone?

Anyway so the new Godhood comes with newfound powers, lots of doubts and expectations, but it also comes with a new perspective about everything/everyone around him and himself he can see his actions from a outsiders point of view, he can see the times if not his actions then the consequences were manipulated by Chuck, he can see the memories that were taken from him, the ones that were fuzzy due to others having some sort of control over him.

And after many years, Castiel can actually breath, without looking behind him for the trail he was leaving, without having some sort of threat in front of him, without the guilt and pain that had been clawing him, I am not talking about the whole powers keep you from feeling things, I am talking about, when you have a lot going on and you close your eyes after you get a big chunk done and just breath (I do that).

I also think it would complicate his relationships and reconnecting with everyone he wants to. Starting with Jack, he thought he HAD to it, it was his responsibility, his fate, and that’s definitely not how Cas sees it, and he tried to explain jack and assure him about it in the past but Castiel and Jack were due for an heart to heart since forever.

Then there is his Angel family, there are personal stakes because more than once Angels have stood behind Castiel and looked to him for guidance. I think the archangels would be fine with Castiel taking the mantal except for snide comments form Lucifer. He would have the acceptance but there would be conflicting ideas and a layer of fear and apprehension too

[deadcityhq]

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

**CHARACTER NAME:** meredith heather barnes

**CHARACTER FACECLAIM:** lili reinhart

**CHARACTER AGE/DOB (if relevant/they’re not old af):** 28 / october 13th 1995

**CHARACTER PRONOUNS/GENDER IDENTITY/SEXUALITY ETC:** bisexual biromantic, agender, she/her

**CHARACTER FANDOM (if relevant):** my own stuff

**OC OR CANON:** oc

**CHARACTER TYPE (for example: werewolf, shadowhunter, warlock, demon etc):** reaper, witch

**HOW LONG HAVE THEY BEEN IN NEW YORK/WHY ARE THEY THERE ETC:** meredith has lived in new york for two years now.

**IMPORTANT CHARACTER INFORMATION TO NOTE AND SHARE (this could be important headcanons for initial plotting, mini bios etc, supporting docs):**

there was always something different about her. her parents always assumed she had an overactive imagination, giving all the friends she was talking to. it took them time to realise that the friends she was talking to weren't the same ones over and over. rather, they were many different people, and when she started naming and describing them they were able to find them in the recent obituaries. they knew something was definitely wrong when she started talking about her father's grandmother in explicit detail, as though she knew the woman who died when her father was in his teens.

despite the fact that both sides of her family was full of magic, her powers exhibiting like this so young was a cause for concern. so they reached out to a friend, a medium, who confirmed that meredith had the same gift. even as a kid she found herself helping lost spirts to the other side. sometimes she would sit and talk to them or play with them. some of her *imaginary friends* from childhood still visit her from time to time, as a handful have stuck around to protect her from the other side.

she always knew when someone around her was going to die. she didn't know how to describe it, but she could feel it. she kept predicting the deaths of her classmates' family members and even knew when her grandmother was going to die. at around 10 she realised she couldn't just go around announcing when someone was going to die — it was a little freaky. instead she just made herself available to those people if she knew them, and made herself available to the classmates she knew were about to go through something horrible. they would need help with grieving after all.

death wasn't something she was ever scared of. it was a natural and normal part of life. this caused plenty of bullying in school, with kids calling her all sorts of names as time went on. that didn't stop the kids close to death from being her friends though. she was able to comfort them in a way no one else could. meredith knew the other side wasn't terrifying. it was just a thing that had to happen. talking about it like that helped people.

the older she got, however, the more she realised she wanted to save lives. everyone has to die, yes, but that doesn't mean so many people have to die so tragically young. it's why she quickly discovered she wanted to be a surgeon. what better way to save lives than fixing people from the inside? she began volunteering at care homes and hospitals for the experience, though working in retirement homes was hard for meredith. everyone she walked by was close to death, either in a matter of days or a couple years.

at 17, during a late night, meredith decided to go on an aimless walk. after half an hour she ended up at the house of a classmate. meredith didn't know emily ross very well, but they shared a clas together. she went to one of her birthday parties when they were both young. it didn't long for meredith to realise why she was drawn to emily's house. she knew the girl was about to die, and through her bedroom window she watched as a reaper explained death to her and took her to the other side. emily didn't fuss much, accepting her fate, but that night changed meredith forever.

a few weeks later she was approached by amara, the very incarnation of death itself. at first she was terrified, but she quickly realised just how comfortable she was around him. he offered her the role of being a reaper, someone that would ferry souls to the afterlife, and meredith immediately accepted. it's something she had been doing in a way for years, helping people cope with their futures.

as she learned more about magic and herself, meredith continued to help people into the afterlife. during one of those calls, however, the subject in question killed her in retaliation. for some reason, though, she wasn't scared. twenty minutes passed and meredith awoke to him panicking about what to do with her. she finished her job and then promptly went to amara to talk about what had happened, wondering if this was a part of her powers. it wasn't supposed to be. that's when they discovered she was descended from a witch cursed with resurrection, making her one of the very few lazarus witches in existence.

despite becoming a reaper, meredith continued on with becoming a surgeon. she uses her powers t

**THREE AESTHETICS THAT REMIND YOU OF YOUR CHARACTER:**

OOC INFORMATION:

**MUN NAME/ALIAS:** smam

**MUN AGE:** 28

**MUN TRIGGERS:** audible thunder, in depth discussions of eternity/infinity

[worldsokayestdragon]

Cas killing Billy is like...I liked Billy. she was cool. she had understandable convictions about the natural order of life and death, and because of that she didn't put up with Sam and Dean's shit or let them convince her to break the rules for them, but she was never actively trying to screw them over. she even helped them sometimes! she helped them talk to Lucifer in the cage, she got the souls for the bomb to use on Amara, she got Dean back in the building during Asa's funeral. she wasn't bending over backwards to help them out like a lot of characters do, but she wasn't a bad person and she wasn't so caught up in hating them that she lost sight of the greater good. she even came around to letting them come back from the dead one last time. and I truly don't think the condition that one of them then had to die was malicious from her point of view. like she told Mary, she thinks what's dead should stay dead, that resurrected people are out of place and unhappy on earth and would be better off if they moved on. yes she said she would put Sam and Dean in the empty but my admittedly shaky understanding is that the empty isn't supposed to be painful, just sleeping forever, and it was something about Cas specifically that made it a problem(idk though I haven't seen those episodes yet) and she told Mary she'd take her to heaven. I really think she saw it as like "I'll get the natural order a little closer to fixed, one of you gets to find peace, and the other can live outside of this torture prison. everyone wins."

but at the same time Cas risking "cosmic consequences" to save the Winchesters-because they're too important to the world, and they're too important to him, because he can't lose his family(because he can't lose Dean or watch Dean lose another person he loves), because he loves them and that love is what his character is all about, and love and sacrifice and family that don't end with blood is what the show is all about- is actually so good I'm kicking my feet and giggling about it. so. mixed feelings.