#(cuz he’s a cop now and doesn’t use it)

[kickbutts-singsongs]

Okay but why did they never have any holiday themed POI episodes?

More specifically, how come they never had a Halloween episode and played “Somebody’s Watching Me” by Rockwell in the background?

[reidsglasscs]

hiii can i get a smau percy x daughter of persephone who loves flowers and lives on a farm

FLOWER POWER!

✸ pairing: percy jackson x daughter of persephone!reader smau

✸ notes: tysm for requesting & im sorry this took a hot minute, but i hope you like it!! 🤍

…now playing: love grows (where my rosemary goes) — edison lighthouse

persea_: i’ve officially made friends with the ferns 🫡(thank you yn for not letting them eat me)

tagged: @flowersforyn

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g_man: are you…are you AWARE of how ferns work?

╰┈➤ persea_: yeah i am. 2 words: chomp chomp

chqsingannabeth: who’s…who’s truck did you steal?

╰┈➤ persea_: what’re you a cop?

flowersforyn: guys don’t be fooled by the second pic, this was the aftermath of him DROPPING me

╰┈➤ persea_: one, didn’t have to expose me like that & two, I SAID I WAS SORRY

╰┈➤ flowersforyn: SORRY ISNT ENOUGH, MY ASS STILL HURTS

╰┈➤ persea_: i bet it does 😗😉

╰┈➤ g_man: reminder that this is a PUBLIC app

ghostking: pls don’t break her

╰┈➤ persea_: did…did u just say PLEASE?

╰┈➤ ghostking: i take it back. break her and i break your neck.

team.leo: why she violating a tree like that

╰┈➤ flowersforyn: leo just bc you didn’t get hugged as a kid doesn’t mean nobody else did 😒

╰┈➤ notpipermclean: OH SHE ATE YOU TF UP WITH THAT ONE. GAGGED

tysonn: ask yn if ferns will be my friend too

╰┈➤ flowersforyn: they absolutely will tyson, we’ll have to bring you out to the farm next weekend <3

╰┈➤ tysonn: yay!

╰┈➤ persea_: me too, right?

╰┈➤ flowersforyn: …

╰┈➤ persea_: RIGHT??

notpipermclean: yn get this loser off our farm, the kids are asking questions

╰┈➤ persea_: PIPER STOP HITTING ON MY GF AND SPREADING FALSE INFORMATION

╰┈➤ notpipermclean: NO🤗 im gonna report you for hate speech

╰┈➤ persea_: mf YOU’RE hate speeching ME

╰┈➤ sp4rky: @ team.leo the girls are fighting 👀

╰┈➤ team.leo: 🍿🫢

…now playing: strawberries & cigarettes — troye sivan

flowersforyn: fav boy on the farm!! 🍓

tagged: persea_

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chqsingannabeth: your face being cut off of that first pic is CRIMINAL 😩 not percy’s tho, that was a gift from the gods

╰┈➤ flowersforyn: im srry babe, i looked goofy 😔

╰┈➤ chqsingannabeth: oh no ma’am, you could NEVER

╰┈➤ persea_: WE GONNA IFNORE THE COMMENT SBT ME HELLO?!

persea_: the best day with my absolute best girl 🩵

╰┈➤ flowersforyn: kicking my feet & giggling, ILY SEAWEED BRAIN 🤍

╰┈➤ persea_: ILY TOO FLOWER POWER

g_man: WHAT did you do to make those strawberries look so scrumdidliuptious?

╰┈➤ persea_: dyslexia just took me OUT with this one dude 😭

╰┈➤ g_man: nobody was talking to you brotha 🙏

╰┈➤ flowersforyn: grover bud i use my mommy’s magic, hope this helps 🫶

persea_: don’t let her lie to you, people. i thought my first fit was BOMB & then she made me put on that sweater cuz it was cold as hell outside

╰┈➤ flowersforyn: i want you to read that again…slowly

notpipermclean: save me yn the garden princess …save me

╰┈➤ flowersforyn: have no fear bae, im here 🫂

╰┈➤ persea_: yn, babydoll, i beg of you, PLEASE stop hitting on people that aren’t me

╰┈➤ flowersforyn: there’s enough of me to go around perce 😒

╰┈➤ notpipermclean: YEAH PERCY SHARE

sp4rky: why is bro carryin a whole bakery on that swing

╰┈➤ persea_: jason…🤭

╰┈➤ flowersforyn: NAW IF I CANT DO IT YOU CANT DO IT, JASON GET TF OUTTA MY COMMENT SECTION OR ELSE

╰┈➤ sp4rky: I PLEAD THE FIFTH

flowersforyn uploaded a story!

@ g_man replied:

why is bro so silly 😭

idk but he’s the silliest

@ sp4rky replied:

tell him to leave the flying to me

i’m not telling him SHIT from you

RAHH

@ persea_ replied:

idk what ur on about, i look terrifying here

oh yeah, i’m shaking in my boots

great, now can you pls come help me get down?

idk…

YN PLEASE

yknow, i can’t kiss you from up here

i’m otw 🏃‍♀️ 💨

[lovetrouble123]

This Is The Place To Be

Synopsis: The party doesn’t stop until a certain black and blue figure shows up

TW: SA, drugs (coke), alcohol

A/N: guys this was not the original plot of the movie

Masterlist

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

The club lights flashed in a variety of colors—red, blue, green, yellow, pink, purple—and the music blasted through the speakers so loudly that it was hard to hear what the person beside you was saying. The whole club seemed to vibrate and shake under the club goers.

Y/N had always been one for the party and night life scene, ever since she was a child. Her parents (if you could call them that) had parties all the time with lots of music, drugs and alcohol. She was no stranger to a few slips of cocaine and alcohol at a young age. She also wasn’t a stranger to the police showing up and bringing her into custody.

Wearing a black minidress that barely covered any of her skin, she danced on the floor like she always did. Men would wander up to her, try and touch her, but she’d always quickly leave before they could make a move. But for now, her heart and soul were pouring out on the dance floor as she partied like there was no tomorrow. Her feet were killing her due to her thin heeled high heels she wore, but she was used to the pain.

The young woman found herself coming to an abrupt stop in her dance when she felt someone grab her hips from behind her. She glanced behind her to see a guy around her age, clearly fucked in the head from alcohol. He grinds into her causing her to quickly whip around and slap the guy in the face before she stumbled off the dance floor and over to the bar.

Pushing past drunk bodies, she made it to the bar top and took a seat. It was packed with drunkards and she was only making one more. She was drunk, but still (mostly) aware of her surroundings. She raised a man and flagged down the bartender and ordered some drink from off the menu. A fruity one that tasted sweet.

She swung her legs as she messed with the strap of her dress. She felt anxious, for some reason. Maybe it was the scene. It had to be.

“Ugh, fucking gross,” she fake gagged as she saw the people beside her making out. She turned her attention away as the fruity drink was placed in front of her. She grabbed the glass and used the small black straw to suck the beverage down. The drink was bitter, but the sweetness of the fruit desperately tried to cover up the bitter alcohol.

She sat there and drank her drink until she felt numb and happy.

“That’s your third one. You sure you should be having so many?”

She glanced to her left, straw in her mouth, to see a man around her age. He wore casual clothes, definitely not something you’d see at a club. His hair was black and a little long, but still short enough to be considered short. His eyes were blue and held concern as he eyed her.

“Your drink..?” He trailed off, “that’s your third one.”

Y/N blinked and looked down at her glass and then back at the man who sat beside her. “Actually it’s my sixth,” she corrected with a smile. “I’ve got a high tolerance.”

The man nodded but the concern look was still evident in his eyes. “Right. Well either way, it’s probably not safe to consume so much…no matter your tolerance.”

She kept smiling with flushed cheeks, obviously feeling the effects of the alcohol. “You a cop or something?”

The man blinked before smiling and rubbing the back of his neck, “yeah actually. I am.”

Y/N huffed in annoyance and turned back to her drink, “I fucking hate you guys. You’re all…assholes.”

The man’s smile widened, “valid response. The Blüdhaven PD ain’t exactly the best. Bad experience or something?”

She nodded. “Called you guys once…you screamed at me.” She raised the straw to her lips again and drank some before looking back at the guy beside her with a hardened glare. “If I’m hurt, I’m not calling you.”

He put his hands up in surrender.

“So, what’s a cop doing in a place like this?” Y/N skeptically asked. “Hoping to bust someone for drugs? Cuz bud, you’ll have a field day here.”

He shook his head, “not necessarily. I’m here to…have fun.”

Y/N raised a brow, “party goer?”

“Hardly. But I figured it wouldn’t hurt to let loose every once in a while,” he shrugged. “Barbara said it would be good for me.”

“Your girlfriend?”

“Ex.”

“Ah.”

There was an awkward silence that fell over the two as Y/N finished up her drink, though the loud noise of her sucking on nothing but air was hardly noticeable over the loud club music.

“Names Dick Grayson.”

Y/N looked at him and down at his hand that was stretched out for a handshake. She awkwardly shook it, “Y/N L/N.”

“Cool.” He brought his hand away, “you come to these often?”

“Yeah,” she said as she flagged down the bartender.

“Woah, hey.” Dick quickly said, “no more drinks.”

“I’m over 21–.”

“—And I don’t care.”

“If your ex told you to come to a club to have a good time, you must be super strait laced,” Y/N admitted. “And I can totally see it.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Means that you look like you don’t hold up in bed. You suck at sex.”

“Bold claim from a stranger,” Dick said slightly amused.

“But my point stands…a buzz kill…a killjoy.” Y/N then smirked and leaned toward Dick, placing a hand onto his thigh. “I know some girls that can help you out. They’re practically here all the time…sex maniacs who—.”

Dick pushed her hand off, “pass.”

“No sex before marriage?” She questioned.

“Hardly.” Dick laughed, “just not in the mood tonight.”

“Well if you change your mind,” Y/N trailed off as she slipped off the barstool. “Come and find me.” She then turned and disappeared into the crowd of club goers once again. But instead of heading to the dance floor, she wandered over to the club owner’s table.

She sat down and did a few lines before dismissing herself and heading back to the floor. Shoving through the crowd and blending in as the bright flashing lights merged to become one in a slow fade, she partied. The flash became a fade, the party seemed to slow, her body tingled, her mind stilled but the music seemed to grow louder until it rang in her ears.

She spun around and watched everyone run off the floor with chaotic steps and panicked expressions.

Where was everyone going?

She came to a halt, alone on the floor. Everyone was running and hiding, but why? She looked around in confusion, her mind too slow to process what was going on.

Why was everyone hiding?

Was the party already over?

It zipped through the air at lightning speeds, but for Y/N she couldn’t even register it. It seemed to be in slow motion, much like herself.

Why wasn’t she moving? Doesn’t she understand that she’ll die if she doesn’t move—?

A figure of black and blue grabbed her and pulled her aside. She collided against the figures lap and slowly looked up as the figure shifted away and placed their hands onto her shoulders.

“Stay here,” they said before they stood up and flipped over the table she was told to stay behind.

She sat on the floor in a slow confusion as she tried to register what had happened. She peeked her head over the table that had fallen onto the floor. Curiously, she watched the figure of black and blue—it’s black and blue right?—flip and dance around with grace.

Why was he dancing?

Oh. A nightclub.

She watched as the music grew louder. Her blurry eyes landed on a gun—wait, was the place being shot up?

A final bow as sirens rang in the distance. The figure finished tying up the culprits before running off, but not before Y/N weakly got up and followed behind.

“Wait—!” She called out as the figure looked back at her. “I-I…uh,” she trailed off slowly. Why was she outside? When did she even—?

“You should go back inside.” They said, the darkness casting shadows over them. “The police will most likely want to make sure you’re—.”

“You saved me.”

“I did. But the police can do more for you…make sure you didn’t take too much cocaine and intake too much alcohol.”

Y/N shook her head and stumbled toward the figure, stopping when she pressed up against them. She looked up at them—him. The black domino mask and his mostly black suit made the vibrant electric blue stand out in a hypnotic way. She took her hand and ran it from his toned stomach and up to the bird emblem on his chest.

“Nightwing,” she softly said as her finger traced the bird. “I always found you hot.”

She moved her hands down toward his chest, but he grabbed her wrists quickly. “You’re high.” He said, “and drunk. You shouldn’t try and grope people like that…or feel them up. It’s wrong.”

“Sorry,” she muttered with a slight slur as she slowly pulled away. “I just,” she trailed off.

Just what?

She had no clue.

“Listen, I’ve gotta get going.” Nightwing said, “the Blüdhaven police aren’t the biggest fan of me.”

“Oh.”

“So, I’ve gotta get going…like I said. But take care of yourself, okay?”

His arm stretched out and he grappled onto something before zipping away into the night, leaving Y/N standing alone in an alleyway confused, high and drunk.

[teecupangel]

Hi teecup, I hope ur having a great day/noon/night!

Forgive me if the things i'm about to say don't make much sense. It's been a vey, very, very, difficult time for me and my countrymen here, and my ability to make coherent sentences have declined drastically. So, yeah... BUT! That doesn't matter haha.

Anyways, I had a thought. And i'm not even sure how or why i got it but.... hear me out now...

Our boy, Desmond, gets thrown back in time as usual, same old same old, right? Exept, this time he doesn't end up in the Big Three™'s time-line. He ends up in Al-Mualim's time. *insert mind-blown emoji here cuz i can't find it rn*

And ik that i'm not a certified AC Expert like u and many others, and i haven't really finished any of the AC games yet (i've only seen bits of AC III and have only started AC 2, I also haven't finished AC 1)

But I do know that he wasn't really that creepy and evil in his youth/ b4 he became The Old Man of the Moutain, so i was thinking maybe Desmond ends up in that era of Al Mualim or is it Rashid al-Din Sinan? I know that he's based on a real historical figure but i'm not so sure if he's called that in-game?

And knowing Desmond, he'd probably get the urge to kill Rashid (i hope i'm using the name correctly) the time he figures shit out and connect that dots. But he would end up not doing that, cuz u know, it might fuck up the time-line and Altaïr might end up not being born, creating a domino-effect.

I want Desmond to meet Rashid before he starts to becom the Al Mualim we know today, so that Desmond can see how he was b4 the evants of AC 1.

Maybe Rashid's an arrogant ass, or a nerdy loser, or a popular assassin- who knows! The possibilites are endless!! (or maybe he's an obsessive bastard who gets obsessed with Desmond cuz he's just full of mysteries and wonders :Dc )

And blah blah blah, plot here, plot there, Isu-bullshit this, time shenanigans that, and BOOM they meet.

And romance ensues? :3 (romace wil absolutely ensue :}}} )

NOW, BEFORE- BEFORE YOU TIE ME TO A STAKE AND BURN ME ALIVE FOR THIS- i think it'd be a cute idea, and who knows? maybe Rashid was hot in his prime *insert lenny face cuz even after all these years i still don't know how to type it and is too lazy to cop paste it* and maybe he liked to solve mysteries and had a thing for the unexplainable. And Desmond is the most unexplainable, most bizarre thing to have graced the earth :33333.

Now that i've got this idea out of my system i'm gonna go pray for the down fall of my coutry's shit for brain, good for nothing military government/hj.

bye! *evaporates*

I hope you’re doing alright and I’m sorry that it took two months before I could answer your ask TTATT

As far as I know, he was only called Al Mualim because of legal reasons but Rashid ad-Din Sinan was the leader of the Assassins in Masyaf during 1191 so it’s safe to assume Al Mualim is AC’s version of Rashid (historically he died in 1193, not 1191.

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Okay. We can make this work.

We put Desmond at around the same time he’s the recruit and we make it hard for him to realize he’s Al Mualim until it’s too late by doing one simple thing:

Desmond doesn’t know Al Mualim’s real name.

He always knew it as Al Mualim. As far as he knew, Al Mualim was his actual name.

Then he remembered that Al Mualim can mean mentor and bangs his head on the nearest flat surface.

His mission has been clear from the start.

Become an Assassin, take out Al Mualim before he does shit, find Umar and adopt him then play matchmaker so Altaïr would be born.

And no.

Desmond wasn’t going to think about the whole “can you truly be sure that the person who will be born will be Altaïr if you change the circumstances of his conception?”

Yeah.

His head hurts just thinking about it so he won’t.

For now, he’ll focus on his training while keeping a look out for anyone who gives of Al Mualim vibes.

What’s the Al Mualim vibes?

Manipulative old man vibes.

The problem is…

Rashid is one of the recruits in the same batch as Desmond and he becomes Desmond’s closest friend.

And there was no way Desmond would ever be friends with a future power hungry asshole like Al Mualim.

No way.

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The way their relationship becomes romantic really depends on the kind of personality young Rashid would have.

A nerdy loser who starts making a name for himself because of his intelligence and tactical mind would start off as the kid Desmond sorta looks after. When he starts to show that his strength lies in making plans and quick judgments, he becomes the man whispering on Desmond’s ear. Providing plans and suggestions while giving Desmond a heads up on the less savory words people say about him. Desmond would never think this Rashid is Al Mualim because he’s nice and truly do want to help Desmond. This is also how Rashid would show his love for Desmond and, really, Desmond would think they’re bros and when he realizes that Rashid actually loves him, he’d think “oh, I am Ezio’s descendant”

An arrogant ass Rashid would butt heads with Desmond but Desmond would find himself fond of the man because he reminds him of AC1 Altaïr. This is the Rashid who would definitely be counted as a tsundere and their relationship would start when Rashid just flatout tells Desmond that he wants to do unspeakable things to him while they’re arguing. Desmond is offended because “tugging on my pigtails doesn’t work in real life, dumbass!” and Rashid is just “???” because what the fuck are pigtails??? Lots of awkwardness until Desmond realize that butting heads with Rashid is really how they flirt.

Now. Popular Assassin Rashid is more on the side of polite but is absolutely Desmond’s rival. Whatever it is, the two of them are always competing. Unlike the arrogant ass version, this Rashid is always nice to Desmond. The whole “no hard feelings” and pure competitiveness are what drives their relationship. This is the one where the two of them spar privately one time and things happen. They would try to distant themselves from one another for a bit until they finally talk it out. Rashid honestly didn’t think he loved Desmond until the whole ‘after-sparring’ thing.

Whichever you pick as Rashid’s background, he will become obsessed with Desmond but it’s more on the side of “I will do everything to make Desmond happy” which is good for Desmond but not really good for anyone against him.

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Desmond is the one who adopts Umar in this one and Umar imprints on him like a baby duckling to a mama duckling. Everyone actually assumed Umar is his bastard son. Desmond ignores it even though he’s only like… a decade and a half older than Umar.

Rashid definitely treats him like Desmond’s son. He’s Umar’s favorite of all of Desmond’s friends.

And really, Desmond should have seen that as a hint of Rashid’s ‘future’.

Speaking of the future.

He’s been looking for Al Mualim this entire time and he has his suspects (Rashid, however, is not on the list) but honestly?

He’s just waiting for the person who would be picked as the one to lead the expansion to Masyaf since that would be Al Mualim.

Desmond has, unfortunately, fucked up the timeline so badly that the person chosen to lead the expansion?

It was Desmond.

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Sidebar: Faheem would be that cute younger brother who turns grumpy when he grows up. Desmond will forever grieve the lost of little cute Faheem. Faheem is always embarrassed when Desmond talked about his ‘past’.

[baphomimi]

PROLOGUE – ABSENCE

PROLOGUE / CHAP 1.1 / CHAP 1.2 / CHAP 1.3

CHAP 2.1 / CHAP 2.2 / CHAP 2.3

cw: lots of blood and gore that made me sick to research lmao please be careful

The Absence is not a God, as Gods are known to reside in separate planes, conveniently detached from the consequences of their actions. The Absence, in contrast, lingers in every empty corner of this Earth, whether it be between blades of grass or the hollow of our bones. Its form is invisible to us, but It is still very much a sentient being– closer to a microscopic organism than some mysterious higher being.

The human mind perceives The Absence as emptiness and loss. When we feel, inexplicably, that something is missing from our lives, this is how It guides us towards a greater destiny. When we lose a love, a limb, a child, The Absence takes its place and becomes stronger, just as we become stronger for Its company.

He watches Eli fill each chamber of the revolver with a small, gold-coloured bullet. There is a machine-like precision to his work, and though the older man has never spoken a word of his past, Trent knows he must be ex-military, ex-cop, something like that. 

“You really think you’re ready for this, tiger?” His mentor’s voice is low and smoke-damaged. Eli clicks the barrel back into place and sets the gun sideways on his knee, muzzle pointed towards the teen opposite him. The back of his palm is covered in ink up to his elbows– messy depictions of serpents and flowers– and his ring finger is missing, amputated at the knuckle.

Trent swallows, and nods. He’s not sure if he can follow through with using it, but whether out of stubbornness or admiration, he can’t allow himself to let Eli down either.

“You sure?” The man’s face barely moves; even freshly-shaven, that broad, blocky face shows nothing resembling human emotion. It was the first thing Trent noticed, when they met properly for the first time. Like something was missing. The others say that it’s his gift, a manifestation of The Absence, but Trent wonders if Eli wasn’t always like this, long before he was ever Chosen. 

“‘Cuz I heard about the last time you tried-  how your hands were shaking so bad you couldn’t even keep the gun straight.”

The teen feels his face flush red. “I’m freakin’ ready, man! God…”

The way that Eli chuckles at that makes shame burn hot in his throat, but he swallows it down. He hates how easy the guy can get a rise out of him, and won’t give Eli the satisfaction of knowing when he manages it. 

“What’s with the hostility? Someone’s not keeping their mind empty for The Absence.”

“Yeah, well why don’t you go ahead and eat my entire ass, how about that?”

Eli scoffs, as the gun is snatched unceremoniously from him. It is a sound alarmingly close to laughter, maybe even fondness, and Trent hates the way his mind sparks from the gratification.

The man eases himself off of the bench slowly; it’s hard to tell how old he is exactly, but he’s certainly still young enough to carry his own weight with grace. Trent remains sat opposite for a while, still considering the gun in his hand.

This room they’re in, it was probably intended to be the hotel’s sauna, but now it’s cool and arid and solemn, much like the rest of the building. To invite warmth is to invite life; there is no room for the Absence if one is distracted by excessive comfort and convenience.

So the manifesto goes, but that doesn’t stop Lena from sneaking them cigarettes for after Judgements, nor Eli from taking them up through the skeletal frame of the half-built hotel, so that they can drink at the top and look out at the desert. 

“Hey- mask up, kid,” Eli says, “If we leave this much longer he’ll start screaming, and I ain’t got the patience for that shit today.”

Trent stashes the gun away inside his jacket for now, and pulls the mask over his face. Once Eli has done the same they are suddenly indistinguishable from one another: alabaster faces with only the vague suggestion of features, like two weathered roman statues. Through the peepholes of his vision he follows the older man down past the lockers, and into the pool room.

The pool itself was fully constructed but never filled, so it resembles more of a vast, sloped bathtub now. Its tiles are spotless from frequent cleaning, gaudy blue, and at the deep end a thick silver chain has been drilled firmly into the wall. Usually it lies coiled harmlessly on the ground, but tonight the collar it is connected to is filled with the throat of a half-dozing stranger.

Eli says his name is Clayton: middle-aged, greying, probably someone’s father– but Trent shouldn’t to think too much about that. Let The Absence fill your mind, Old Gloria told him before he witnessed his first Judgement outside of his own. To give such precious space over to anything else is to reject Its guidance.

Trent is still trying to work out what The Absence wants from him, exactly, but he’s still fresh. Understanding will come with time, that’s what he’s been told.

“Huh...” Clayton blinks slowly at their approach, taking a moment to understand the kind of danger he’s got himself in. “The hell’s this?”

He tries to get up, but Eli set the chain short this time. The metal rattles cruelly at the attempt and the sound echoes off of the tiles.

The slightest of nods from Eli is the signal for Trent to start the rites. From behind his mask, he sucks in a breath, and then he speaks the same words that were once spoken to him, and the countless others that came both before and after.

“Congratulations, Clayton. You’ve been Chosen.”

It feels like a prayer on his tongue. His skin tingles with pride.

“The Absence feels that you may be worthy of Its blessing. You’re here now, so that we can find out for ourselves.”

At that, Eli moves closer, crouches down besides their captive– the Chosen. Clayton is starting to tremble, mouth hung open uselessly. He must be a flight-er rather than a fighter. Eli will be pleased about that– means he shouldn’t make too much noise.

“If you try to escape before your Judgement is over,” Trent goes on, “or if you don’t do exactly as we say, The Absence will deem you Unworthy.”

Eli rolls out a small bundle of black cloth across the pool floor, exposing a single, slender scalpel. This is the part where Trent has to bring out the gun. He takes it carefully from inside his jacket.

“...and I’m afraid it’s our duty to kill every Unworthy we find.”

“No…” Clayton glances at the scalpel on the ground. “No, this is fuckin’ crazy…”

“I’m going to give you your instructions now. Are you ready?” He can feel the two points in his shoulders burning, scar tissue screaming with the bitter familiarity of it all. 

"Fuck, man!” Clayton tugs uselessly at his collar, “What kinda fucked up joke is this?!"

Trent falters, unsure whether to take that as refusal to participate. But Eli nods again, so he just goes in.

"The Absence would like your nose. You can use the scalpel to remove it."

Clayton barks a laugh– it’s a demand so unthinkable that he probably doesn’t know what else to do. Under the tense, one-eyed gaze of the revolver, though, he has to at least consider it.

"And if I do...?"

The rites don’t cover questions. Trent squirms on the spot uncomfortably, but Eli is ready to pick up his slack.

"Worry about that when you get there, pal,” the older man says, “But you'll live, if that's what you're worried about.”

"If I live, I'll goddamn kill the both of you. First chance I get." Seems there's a little fight in Clayton after all.

"Okay," Eli replies, deadpan. Trent keeps the aim of the gun focused and unwavering.

With trembling hands, Clayton leans forward and takes the scalpel. The chains clink softly, as though encouraging him. He brings the blade tentatively towards his face, and for a moment it seems as though he really might give it a shot, but then Clayton yells and thrusts out at Eli with it instead, aiming for his throat.

The other man catches his wrist easily, doesn't even seem surprised. Trent watches him squeeze Clayton's wrist hard enough to immobilise him, masked expression blank.

"Oh, you'd better hope you're Worthy now, pal," Trent can hear the clench of Eli's teeth when he speaks, "Cuz' if you're not, I'll cut that beak off your face myself."

Something about that feels very wrong. They are forbidden from intervening in a Judgement, or harming any Chosen until they have proven themselves Unworthy. And even then, an Unworthy's death must be quick and clinical. It's a sacrifice, not a punishment. But Trent does nothing to dispute the threat, just watches Eli drop the Chosen's arm.

"Since it’s happening either way, I recommend you at least try." Eli’s tone is cruel, and darkly humorous.

"God...who are you people? I haven't done anything to anyone, I..." Clayton glances down at the scalpel again, and it's clear that he really is considering it this time. Trent can admit to himself a kind of sick fascination for this moment, where the Chosen must find a way to override their innate sense of self-preservation; a force bolstered by the hundreds of generations that came before.

He isn’t sure he’s really felt The Absence yet, like he was told he would. But in moments like these, surely It must be close.

Clayton reasserts his grip on the blade, and presses the point of it to the bridge of his nose. Eli immediately tuts, says, “You’ll wanna go from the bottom– trust me.”

“Fuck you.” Is the reply he gets.

Clayton sucks in a breath to brace himself and then begins to saw into his septum; makes some awful whimpering, sobbing, hissing noise that feels so disturbingly animalistic that it makes Trent's hair stand on end. The spill of blood is almost immediate– it’s already painted the man’s upper lip red. His body sucks in an involuntary breath and he splutters when blood is pulled into his throat.

“Breathe through your mouth,” Eli says, “It’s gonna get a hell of a lot messier than this.”

Clayton tips his head back against the tile. The strip lights overhead illuminate the beginning of tears, forming at the rim of his eyes. "God...fuck, I can't..."

"You’re not gonna think your way out of this one, pal. You just gotta do it."

A little encouragement is permitted during Judgements, or at least it's not uncommon– no one really wants a Chosen to be deemed Unworthy, after all. But the way Eli says it, it doesn't sound like he's trying to help. It feels a lot more like he just doesn’t want the show to end so soon.

But regardless of intention, Clayton listens to him. He returns the trembling scalpel to its starting point, presses back into the wound he's already made. His eyes squeeze shut, he steadies his breath, and then he starts to cut again; fast and frantic, compared to before. He’s screaming behind clenched teeth, mouth closed so he doesn’t swallow any more blood.

"Yeah, like that. Keep going," Eli breathes.

Trent doesn't remember his own Judgement well enough to recall if the Eli enjoyed it as much as he’s enjoying this. He hopes not.

They both bear witness as Clayton makes it further into his face, blood spilling over his hands in sickly bursts. Whipped up into some kind of adrenaline-fuelled frenzy, every now and then he puffs out a breath and it sends droplets flying in every direction. A few hit Eli’s mask, but he doesn’t react.

"Look at you go,” Eli says humorously, “Might even be halfway there by now."

The cartilage is tougher, and more painful. Maybe the stranger thought he’d made more progress, because Eli’s comment has him dropping the scalpel to the tile and clutching his nose, like he’s given up. 

"Please–oh God, I can't..."

But he's already come so far…

"You can–" Trent begins, but then Eli is grabbing Clayton by the hair, scalpel in hand, attacking the bridge of their Chosen’s nose.

"Goddamn– nnh– pathetic.” Eli is grunting with the effort of his work, “Could tell you didn't have it in you the second I saw you."

Clayton is screaming now. Really screaming. He flails wildly– trying to get away from Eli– so the scalpel is slipping and cutting great slashes into his face.

And it's not right, so Trent shoots. 

The sudden noise puts the chaos of the scene on freezeframe, with both men suddenly stuck in place; one from the shock of the gunshot, and the other from the bullet now lodged in their eye socket.

“Damn.”

Eli loosens his grip, and lets Clayton's body slump back against the pool wall. He wipes his bloody hands off on the dead man's clothes. 

"Hell of a good aim, tiger. But if you ever undermine me like that again, I'll make sure you end up ten times worse than him."

Trent gladly accepts the compliment, and discards the rest. But as he watches gore bubble from Clayton’s lifeless face, some tiny part of him wonders if perhaps it was the wrong guy who got shot.

[rs-hawk]

Now I'm not sure if I'll break your heart, and everyone else for that matter...but what if the ex steals the baby daughter cuz his new girl can't have kids and is desperate to have a baby?

That would send ahiga into dangerous mode fast-

Evil. Evil and sick and twisted especially after I reposted the first part of this saying it was helping me work through trauma. This is like my number one fear 😭 Ahiga does 1000% consider this his pup, his baby, and will protect her just as fiercely as his biological pup. Very bad news for your ex

When you get back to your parents house the morning after your and Ahiga’s first official date, you go straight into the nursery. When you don’t see your daughter in her crib, you don’t immediately panic because you assume that your mother probably got up to do a late night feeding and fell asleep holding her. However, when you walk into your parents’ room, you see your mother fast asleep in the bed with your father, and no sign of your daughter.

“Mom, where’s the baby?” you ask, your voice shaking slightly.

Your mom takes a second to wake up, but when you repeat your question in a more panicked voice, she sits up, looking confused. “What do you mean, Y/N? Your dad saw you come in pretty late and get her. Didn’t you take her to Ahiga’s?

“No Mom! I just got back. I texted you that I was sleeping over at Ahiga’s,” your chest feels tight as you pull out your phone, immediately dialing 9-1-1. As soon as dispatch says that the officers are on the way, you realize that Ahiga could likely catch a scent before it’s lost under all the officers.

You call him and at first he’s excited to hear from you already, especially since you had insisted on him staying over at his place that night, but as soon as you say the baby is missing, he goes on high alert. He gets to the house before the cops do, immediately picking up on a familiar scent.

“That fucking piece of shit,” he snarls as he almost runs past you to get back to the front door.

“Aggy, Ahiga! Wait!” you shout as he takes off down the road, fully shifted, which you haven’t seen in a long time.

He doesn’t slow down, and by the time you get your keys to try to follow him in your car, the police are there. You stay, describing what happened. You went out on a date, and when you came home, your baby was gone. No sign of forced entry, no doors or windows that were left unlocked, unless the front door had been, but since you used your key to come in in the morning, they had no way of knowing now because you didn’t check it.

“And what about the baby’s father? Is he in he picture?” the officer taking down the report asks as his partner searches for any other clues.

“No. He saw her once the other day, but he didn’t even hold her. He doesn’t even know her name or her birthday,” you explain, trying your hardest not to break out in tears.

They are your ex’s contact information and promise to be in touch. You collapse into your mother’s arms, sobbing hard. You never had spent the night away from her, and the first time you did, she was taken. You couldn’t help but feel like it was your fault. If you and Ahiga had stayed there, then there’s no way anyone could have gotten past him.

The police direct you to stay home, just in case it’s a ransom, though you don’t see how it could be. Why would anyone think you could afford one? You try calling Ahiga, but his phone had fallen out of his pocket and was laying on the floor of your room.

A few hours later, Ahiga comes back, still mostly shifted, with your daughter curled up in his arms. She obviously had been crying because her face was still red, and there were obvious tear streaks on her chubby face that Ahiga clearly licked away when he was kissing her, the spit trails also obvious on her face.

“You found her. You found her,” your voice cracks as you scoop her up, holding her to your chest as you babble how sorry you are for leaving her, how much you love her.

You don’t even notice the blood on her favorite blanket, or on Ahiga’s muzzle at first. Your mother wraps her arms around both you and the baby as your father shakes Ahiga’s massive paw. What he says is what makes you look back over at Ahiga.

“Best go clean up somewhere else, son. Somewhere the cops won’t think to check for blood. You understand?” your father says in a low voice, being the first to see the extent of blood on Ahiga.

You finally look over at him, properly taking in his appearance. Blood mats the fur under his muzzle, and the haggard and torn shirt he’s wearing is also basically covered in blood. Your eyes trail down to his jeans, which are spattered in blood. You swallow hard, looking down at your daughter and the blood on her blanket finally registering.

“Let’s have a barbecue to celebrate,” you say quietly, unwrapping her from the bloody blanket.

Ahiga meets your eyes, nodding slightly as he takes off his shirt and jeans, taking the blanket from you. He heads out to the back yard, tossing the clothes into the fire pit before pouring the coals over them. It’s a warm summer night. Who’s going to think anything of a little makeshift campfire barbecue? His claws scrape against the stones outside as he walks to the shed, rinsing off the blood. It’s not a good bath, but decent enough that when he gets into the shower, no one is worried about it.

Your father lights the firepit as your mother rinses the bloody grass off. Soon, it just looks like dirt. When Ahiga comes back out, still mostly shifted and sits beside you, you don’t even have to ask. You know what he did.

“Who was it?” you ask quietly, looking down at your daughter who starts barking excitedly when she sees Ahiga again, reaching out for him with her chubby hands.

His face softens as he extends a clawed finger out for the baby to grasp. “Him,” he mutters, and you know who it is. Your ex.

You nod, swallowing hard as you look back down at the baby. “And he… he won’t be bothering us again?”

Ahiga lets out a dry chuckle as his ears flick back. “No. No he won’t be.”

[confused-rat]

It's wild to see lily talking about and posting Courtney's call out discord screen shots because most of the stuff Courtney says isn't far off from shot she said herself.

Lily singles out the kids in her audience to tell them to beat the shit out of their bullies--Courtney tells them to mock their dick size (something lily does alot to her critics).

Courtney talks about sex with a minor--lily flashes her books in front of her audience that she knows has minors; also used to ask for sexual fantasies from her audience and post them with graphic sexual replies.

Courtney makes fun a trans person for being ugly--lily says her critics are hideous, want to fuck her and used ablist slurs against them, and misgenders her trans critics by calling them things and it.

Courtney says he killed animals (that txt chain is confusing to me cuz he also says his boyfriend was at fault for the deaths; also unsure how they killed them, he doesn't really say, or how many) lily, if I remember correctly also bragged she hurt a cat cuz it was funny.

To me, it comes across as pot meeting kettle. Courtney is obviously really fucked up and has done bad shit, but lily is acting as if she's better, or any different is ridiculous. Frankly, I think Lily would do/say even more of the stuff Courtney did if she wasn't so aware of how closely she's watched by her critics. Alot of her change, like not taking sexual asks, is because it got her a lot of heat from critics and even fans.

Also, I can't say I don't find her attitude ironic. Lily has said callouts are lies, especially against a trans person, which I think Courtney is now (correct me if I'm wrong). She said that random screenshots aren't proof, that unless you go to the cops it's just petty drama. But now that it's Courtney, everything is 100% A-ok and real. Which, I'm not saying it's not, but for a woman who constantly reblogs or posts herself about how all callouts are evil, it's rich for her to turn around and start agreeing with one because it's about a person she hates.

(I think Courtney is gender apathetic btw, he doesn’t care which pronouns are used.)

[alaskan-wallflower]

“Boys will be boys” headcannons, you say?

Well speaking as a teenage boy who’s done a few dumb things, here’s a couple:

-Soda definitely doesn’t wear a shirt in the summer. Any time it’s hot out, he’s ditched it (genuinely dunno how folks survive summer WITHOUT doing this tbh)

-Steve gets real pissy when he doesn’t win at things. Like if you beat him at poker he’ll tackle you. He sees this as re-establishing dominance. Everyone else sees it as Steve being a dumbass.

-Speaking of Steve, he seems like the sort to punch things when he’s mad. So does Dally. Just like…random walls and whatever. Throwing things too. I imagine it would scare Pony a bit at first, although by the time the book takes place, he’d be relatively unphased

-(movie!steve, ‘cuz in the movie he’s like 5’7) Steve used to be tall as a kid, like taller than Soda, Two-Bit, and Dally, and he’d make fun of them for being short. Then in like sophomore year of high school Soda and Dally get tall and Steve stays the same height. Soda is nice about it- but Dally mocks him for it non-stop

(Huh okay that’s a lot of Steve. I’ll shut up about him lol)

-Dally and Johnny once tried to make chocolate cake out of boredom. Somehow it turned into trying to light fireworks in the Curtis’s kitchen sink. Mrs. Curtis was pissed

-Sodapop and Darry tried to build a treehouse in the backyard as kids. It was just a piece of wood that they taped to a branch. Pony was still really impressed and bragged about it to his friends at school even though it was really lousy

-Two-Bit likes to say he’s won “every game of pool he’s ever played”, because he played once years ago and won due to a stroke of beginner’s luck. He refuses to play again now because he’ll “lose his perfect winning streak”

-Steve and Sodapop used to talk about hopping onto a freight train and going on adventures together “out in the Wild West”. Both of them low key still kinda want to

-Dally secretly wants to be a cowboy. Not like Buck, but like a Clint Eastwood type cowboy. Would die before saying so out loud

-Soda and Ponyboy have saved a few injured animals, like raccoons and whatever, and every time they do they try to convince Darry to let them keep it as a pet. Soda came real close once, and hid an injured lizard in his room for a month, but eventually Darry found it and forced him to free it

-Johnny was bored once and built a fort in the old lot, and him and Pony and Dally hung out in it until the cops made them take it down

-Sodapop, Two-Bit, and Steve once tried to start a band. It was terrible, because Soda and Two-Bit are too lazy to bother learning an instrument. Steve was okay because he could sing pretty well, but he sucked at the guitar he was trying to play too, and it all fell apart. Dally told them he’d pay them money to never play music again

okay, that’s probably enough for now- but yeah, there’s a few. Idk how much they stuck to the prompt, but whatever lol

all of these are biblically accurate, congrats 😭😭 especially johnny and dally making fireworks like that’s the only time mrs curtis yelled at any of the gang-dally is such a bitch in the last one tho like i know they were all like ten and he was twelve and he was just like “yeah never open your mouths again here’s ten bucks for each of ya buy yourself sonethin’ nice” like ok dally 😭😭soda and pony have straight up come home with a baby bobcat and darry was like “PUT THAT BACK ITS MOM IS LOOKING FOR IT 😡”

these are all canon trust

[squib-2006]

I have an idea

An au where Kai never shows up to the chens noodle house meeting cuz he was mad at what Lloyd said and instead ends up going deeper into ninjagos crime scene.

* Kai gets pissed at Lloyd callling him selfish and ends up getting really drunk and misses the meeting with Lloyd jay and Cole

* On his way back he accidentally falls into one of the canals and almost drowns. He manages to get out but a passer by recognizes him and saw him fall in but didn’t see him come back up

* Kai gets back to where ever he’s staying and promptly passes out for like three days

* The person that saw him fall in calls the cops and they assume Kai drowned and begin searching for his body

* Lloyd and the others at this point are already at chen’s island.

* Nya gets a call from the police about Kai and she like them assumes he drowned.

* She begins looking for Lloyd and the others to tell them that Kai’s gone then gets wrapped up in all the Chen stuff

* Kai wakes up to find that he’s on the news for being dead

* He decides to take advantage of this and decides to just go by shogun now

* He also decides to “pretend” to be female cuz he’s to recognizable no ther reason totalyyyy (yes this is a transfem Kai au cuz I do what I want)

* Meanwhile with the ninja when they catch up with Nya they learn that Kai’s dead and are very upset about it

* Chen also fails in his plans because he doesn’t have all the elements and when he try’s to use the spell the staff explodes killing him & clouce

* Skylor is arrested and put into kryptarium for working with her dad (this is very important I promise)

* Lloyd feels really bad about Kai because the last time they spoke he said really mean stuff and he wonders if Kai fell in somehow related to that.

* Meanwhile Kai begins making connections in the crime sphere in ninjago. She wears a disguise (a mask, dress large jacket and other clothing to hide her identity) and grows a reputation for herself

* She eventually starts to notice how shitty life is for lower class citizens of ninjago city and how the criminals and the upper class take advantage of that.

* She starts helping these people (mainly orphans) and creates a safe haven for them where all of them can live safely under her protection.

* She amasses a following for the people she helped + some criminals who have kinda changed their ways and they become a pretty big gang in ninjago city (I don’t have a name for this yet)

* With the ninja morro happens but garmadon takes the place of Kai in it cuz he never got banished (just imagine morro got let out by clouse on accident cuz he still attempted to banish garm but failed) and everything is basically the same up until they confront ronin

* Back with Kai a few months before Lloyd gets possessed she ran into a girl on the street named Natalie. Natalie claims to be an orphan and Kai does what she normally does when she finds a poor starving orphan on the street, she scoops her up and brings her back to her shelter (I don’t have a name for this yet either)

* Turns out Natalie is actually ronins daughter. She used to live with her parents in Styx (ronin was still doing ronin stuff so he was constantly gone all the time and she mainly lived with her mom) until one day ronin refused to pay soul archer his debt and souls archer went after his family. Nat’s mom ends up sacrificing her self to protect nat and nat runs away after. She ends up in ninjago city all alone.

* Kai after learning this decides to go and have a chat with ronin (because no one hurts her kids the people under her protection) and she runs into the ninja + garm when she goes to confront ronin (it’s when the ninja try and steal the scroll much to garms dismay because he’s still trying to be good)

* She panics but is slightly relieved when non of the ninja recognizes her (definitely helps that she’s wearing a mask and feminine clothes) ronin does tho due to his connections and questions her on why she’s here

* She doesn’t speak and just attacks him (she’s too worried the ninja will recognize her voice and she thinks that they won’t agree with what she’s doing and will be mad at her)

* So chaos ensues and Kai ends up leaving once she realizes Lloyd’s been possessed by a ghost and decides to dip to not interfere with the ninja’s mission anymore

* The season goes on as planned but the ninja now know who “shogun” is thanks to ronin. Lloyds a bit suspicious because of Kai’s red shogun name but guesses that maybe she was inspired by Kai or it’s just a coincidence.

* When Kai gets back she learns that some of her group members got arrested while trying to stop a fight between two other groups and decides to brake them out of kryptarium

* Cue skylors entrance

* Skylor manages to try and escape in the chaos of Kai’s brake in and almost escapes but is cornered by some guards

* Kai who’s crawling through the vents to get out while her group members have already escaped stops when she sees skylor getting cornered. Cue the love at first sight thing and she decides to help Skylor escape cuz she’s so pretty

* Skylor accepts Kai’s help and they escape and Kai brings her to her shelter

* Skylor has had a lot of time to reflect on her self during her imprisonment and is now glad her dad died cuz she really hated being evil

* Kai and Skylor grow closer together as Skylor joins the group and eventually Kai confesses her true identity cuz she trusts Skylor

* Skylor is confused at first because the ninja put her in prison and evreything but is ok with it because of how different Kai is

* Skylor is transfem in this au too! She she helps Kai realize that she’s not pretending to be a girl and helps her except herself

* They eventually form a romantic bond and skylor takes up a new persona to work under (I don’t have a name for it yet) to match Kai’s shogun persona

That’s all I have for now but this was all rattling around in my brain and I had to write it down

Other important stuffs

* Kai’s more morally grey in this au

* She kinda becomes similar to Jason Todd in the way she acts with her shogun persona

* She basically unofficially adopts all the orphan kids she lets stay in her shelter they all call her big sis sho

* In her group she has her close lieutenants (all ocs that I’m still thinking about names for) including skylor as her right hand woman

* She is a wanted criminal because she has broken some laws

* She doesn’t really use her powers or spinjitzu unless it’s really dire circumstances cuz it could be trailed back to her life as a ninja

* She’s kinda scared of seeing her the ninja again because she feels like she’s betrayed everything they stand for by being morally grey and doing borderline bad things

Feel free to ask me questions about this au (might help me come up with more ideas for it)

[ghost-bxrd]

What do you headcanon as AU careers for Dick?

I don't much like the idea of Dick as a cop (in Wayne Family Adventures I'm pretty sure they never explicitly mention his job, so I'm gonna pretend he's not a cop there)

Gymnastics instructor seems to be a popular choice in most of the Happy Dick and Nice Batfam AUs and it sounds in character... Except his night job related injuries would be difficult to hide.

Neither Fae nor Talon Dick are likely to have the kind of falling out with Bruce which led to Dick striking out on his own, so they will likely never have the worry about earning their own living. Bruce would no doubt be willing and eager to give them cushy jobs with the WE, or they can just treat Superhero-ing as their full time job. But still, I think they will want an independent, non-nepo baby job.

I like the idea of Dick as a CPS worker, or just with social services in general. He'll be great with traumatized kids, has so much experience both first and second hand to draw on.

And if Fae Dick is with CPS... Well. The lore about fae stealing children is well known, but less well known is the lore that fae steal neglected children.

Now, that can simply be the predator going after the vulnerable, but it can also be in some stories the fae see humans refusing to take care of the children properly and getting their adoption instincts triggered Bruce Wayne style, taking them away from the parents who don't deserve them to a better life.

CPS takes neglected and abused children away from the parents who don't deserve them, to a better life.

Love the idea of a fae as a CPS worker, getting official sanction and human cooperation to do his traditional job :)

It depends on the Au!

I’m very flexible with what I read as long as the author manages to fit it into the story in a plausible and believable way. Like with the Titans TV series where it establishes very early on that Dick is rather feral and not as opposed to murder as Bruce *cough*

But over all I do agree that him being a cop doesn’t check out most of the time since most comics (at least from what I’ve read, so take that with a grain of salt. My comic knowledge is like— 3% if we’re being generous lol.) depict him as being very opposed to using firearms, and to killing. And cops have to carry guns to protect themselves and others, and sometimes also shoot people. So yeah I don’t know.

And acrobatics instructor actually isn’t such a bad idea imo! Yeah there are some pretty revealing suits out there. But if we go with what Dick is wearing in Gotham Knights in between missions it could totally work out! He’d still have to be careful tho, obviously. But honestly I don’t think people will look too closely at someone who does potentially dangerous sports as a living and comes in with a black eye or a broken arm or something.

CPS sounds like a very fun idea tho! Espiecally in regards to Fae Dick! He’s got a soft spot for children and their wide eyed wonder. And kids aren’t nearly as frightened of him if they happen to catch a glimpse of other either. So yeah, perfect!

But now I’m also thinking of the Pied Piper of Hamelin tale, because I can totally see Dick leading a gaggle of kids through the streets and out of harms way if there’s ever a Gotham wide catastrophe going on… hmmmm

Other than that I could also see Dick as someone who takes a job leading and organizing multiple charities (sponsored by Wayne Enterprises) and rising through the Gotham Elite. It would help his vigilante cover (poor and dumb Richie Wayne, always drunk and being scandalous, just like his guardian) while also serving the ulterior motive of rooting out corruption.

Idk that last one’s just a thought (cuz I love good rich people playing other bad rich people and causing their downfall… eh.)

[superectojazzmage]

Review for the first two episodes of Daredevil: Born Again, cuz I got a lot of thoughts about it holy fuck.

A very good but clearly iffy start. You can REALLY see the production restart with the first episode and how they’re basically trying to salvage what footage came from the scrapped first production before getting down to business. I feel like we’ll eventually be told which scenes were leftovers and which were newly shot and it’ll be unsurprising to hear which is which.

The good news is, once they get past that hump, they start cooking. The writing is clearly different from the original Netflix show, but not in a necessarily bad way. More just a “we’re not gonna pretend we’re the Netflix guys, but we’re gonna be as respectful as we can” way. They’re clearly going for a more slow-burn to intensity vibe compared to the Netflix series’ pacing and character work, and while it doesn’t always work great in the first episode (where the production troubles are most obvious), it definitely starts working good in the second. This is the first MCU project I’ve bothered with and been impressed by in any way for years now.

I’m gonna put most of my thoughts just jotted out because they’re a bit all over the place:

Having Charlie Cox and Vincent D’Onofrio back in these roles face-to-face is SO fucking good. Both of them slide right back into their characters perfectly and they kill it. Cox was born to play Daredevil and D’Onofrio always brings his A-Game. The rest of the returning cast were great too. Deborah Ann Wolf is a delight, Elden Hensen did what he could with the screen time he had, and Wilson Bethel seems to outright IMPROVED as Bullseye.

New cast is all doing decent so far too. Will have to see more before I have much to say about them.

So the big thing in the opening is Foggy dying. I honestly don’t know how to feel about it. It’s a brutal shocker to open on, for better or worse. Coming from the comics, killing Foggy just seems so WRONG to Daredevil as a series given his role as Matt’s rock through thick and thin. And throwing away Elden Hensen so early in the game seems a poor move, plus the scene could’ve been handled better. But… I don’t know. It’s marinating in me. I’ll have to see how the rest of the show handles it and if it turns out to be a fakeout before coming to a solid feeling on it. If nothing else, Matt and Karen’s grief about it is handled perfectly.

There’s definitely much more embracing of the comic books than the Netflix show was willing to do, which is a positive in my book. There’s not this air of thinking it’s too good to be based on a comic, they gladly welcome it and that earnestness is good. The characters actually talk and behave like stuff like superheroes and magic tiger amulets and a guy who kills people with paper clips are totally normal parts of life rather than smiling awkwardly at the audience about it in an irony-poisoned way, and they directly call things as they are instead of using “totally serious” euphemisms to avoid mentioning the superhero stuff.

They seem to be going for an addiction/junkie angle to Daredevil, depicting the identity (or at least, the darkness and violence of it) as a negative thing, a destructive drug that Matt got into to get through hard times that just made everything worse. He kicks it after the wake-up call of Foggy dying, gets his life back on track, but than one of his former junkie buddies (Fisk) comes back to town and Matt starts feeling the temptation to put that mask back on. The anger that seemed gone suddenly starts racing back to the surface and soon he’s a ticking bomb until the corrupt cops attack him and trigger the full relapse. Surprising but good that they went so full on with it.

The same is true of Kingpin, but with the brilliant addition of framing him as a neurodivergent person trying to pass as allistic. He’s trying to kick the supervillain habit and clean up at the cost of hiding away his true self, but his wife isn’t and doesn’t want to shun who they are, and it’s causing strain in their marriage. He’s trying to emulate what he thinks politicians and “normals” are supposed to be like without really understanding it, and ends up falling back into his old ways when he can’t force it. In some ways, it forms a twisted reversal of his arc in the Netflix show; he started as someone who was trying to pretend he was a philanthropist not a thug only to learn to embrace his monstrousness, now he’s become insecure and is trying to reverse course to become that “man of the people” he deluded himself into thinking he was years ago. Almost like a midlife crisis. It’s great.

The plot so far indicates they’re basically throwing the Bendis/Brubaker runs, Waid run, Soule run, and Zdarsky run into a blender in terms of adaptation. I kinda wish they had leaned more on the former two than the latter two, but hey, it seems to be working.

The fight scene in the first episode was rather wonky in many respects (especially bad because it’s also the prerequisite one-take hallway fight), but the second showed an immediate and shocking improvement. Matt going feral on the cops was jaw-dropping and if the fight scenes from here on match that energy, then there are no worries.

The cinematography… is not great. Very obviously TV show level.

The show is VERY good at smacking you full tilt with “holy fuck how do they go from here?” moments.

Bullseye hitting the fly with a paper clip and than fixing the lightbulb he slightly loosened with the shot was 10/10 understanding of the character. So extra in the best way.

BB Urich was a huge shock to see. The “citizens eye view” her news reports give is a good touch, and her as a kind of haunting reminder of what Wilson did to Ben and how he can’t deny the savagery hiding in him or the sinful things he’s done is cool.

I feel like Daniel Blake is supposed to be somebody from the comic, but I can’t tell who. A reimagined version of the Rose, maybe, since Wilson and Vanessa never got around to having Richard in the Netflix run? Whatever the case, he’s a totally pathetic suck-up and it’s kinda hilarious. Michael Gandolfini really sells that “trying way too hard” vibe.

Matt’s blindness is handled really well. All of Cox’s method acting for replicating it is still fully apparent.

Heather Glenn is a surprising pull. She seems to be more of a composite of Matt’s various non-Karen-or-Elektra-or-Mary love interests than an adaptation of comic Glenn specifically though. I can live with that, since an accurate adaptation of Heather’s whole arc in the comic - with Matt at one of his worsts and her own life collapsing leading to suicide - would’ve just been way too much on top of everything else they’re tackling. Conversely, Kristen McDuffie is pretty unmistakably herself.

That camera focus on the painting of Ivan the Terrible accidentally killing his son is totally foreshadowing something that’s gonna hit like a ton of bricks.

Likewise, I’m calling it, the squirrelly guy at Heather’s book signing is Muse. I love that, just super casually dropping him in as an irrelevant but kinda weird spear carrier before the reveal.

All in all, this was a strong if imperfect opening. Maybe I’m just glad to finally get some quality Daredevil content outside the comics in a while, but I’m hooked and giving this a chance.

[celestie0]

YIPPEEEEEE NEW CHAPTER!!! i loved this chapter so much!! (apologies in advance for how long this comment is going to be btw) … her sleeping in his bed and then he just gives up his room like it’s nothing when he finds out it helped her sleep Oh gojo the man that you ARE. i wonder if he realizes the way he pretty much always ends up giving yn everything she wants. but maybe not, bc he seems to just be the type to be like that even with his family. its just really sweet that they actually already give Married couple subconsciously. the greasy hair comment though… LMFAOO OH HELL NO!! the whole scene made me laugh. i always find the patriarchy comments to be hilarious (in the sense that i am lowkey the same way There is nothing funny about the patriarchy 🫥) and she’s so real for that! i feel like i’ve definitely said this before but idc their dynamic is so cute. like how she always keeps him on his toes and he just accepts it.. as it should be! also Sylvie…. HMMMMMMM started off in real estate, from new york, looks familiar HMMMM gojo’s ex me thinks! i liked that she seems like a sweet person though and not the stereotypical evil ex lol. im so excited to find out more about her, see how things are gonna go now that she’s here, and how everyone’s going to react when they realize who is who! it was so nice to see reader being able to have a girls outing moment like she deserves even if they just met. and when gojo ends up giving her his card so she can keep getting the same haircut then what 🥱? no jk even with the money i would feel so bad paying that much for a haircut ��. Now onto gojo and choso.. when gojo is wondering if choso would really be that petty to put reader in legal danger.. well yes! he’s a cop! they cannot be trusted plss 😭 and then when choso is just talking about what he’s like in relationships without seeing what’s wrong with that had me clutching my pearls. some guys really are just in relationships for the wrong reasons bc why does it sound like you hate being around her 😭 and him bringing up how he would think reader is the one who cheated on her with how fast she moved on… dpmo. also his perception of reader versus gojo’s was actually so sad bc in 7 years, how are you THAT off about their personality 😭 but it’s easy to see why reader is surprised when she gets any compliments :,( then later on, gojo complimenting her hair 🤧. and i just realized choso was saying he’d lie about why he would take her car to get an oil change vs gojo later on washing the car just because. Omg also when gojo just left choso hanging with his “toast” and chugged the beer…. *twirls hair* heeheheheh he’s so fine!!! the scene with suguru was so tense, he was really scary though plss like

“a figure looming off to the side within the trees.”

“It’ll be the last time you have the chance.”

“if I told you that I enjoyed every, Single. Second of it?”

second of what? Murdering people i assume??!!! like girl we know!! jk but i really can’t wait to find out what he’s talking about and what happened between them. i felt so bad for gojo though and then the hug!!

“You can hate me in the morning, but just let me hold you for now”

im sobbing they really find comfort in each other.

“He says nothing. He almost doesn’t need to. Because you understand.”

just wowww and she didn’t have to count sheep akdhshfhsh ellieeee! this was hands down my favorite chapter. thank you for writing and sharing with us 😭 20k words and dual POV.. you are unreal!!

HELLOOO cactisjuice love omg 🥺❤️ tysmmmmmmmm for this sweet review i almost cry

yess gojo p much just giving yn whatever she wantsss his love language is definitely acts of service 😭😭💔💔 and we’ll see that a LOT more as the series goes on skdldkfhf

LMAO the greasy hair moment was so wild i wasnt sure if it would come across well w my readers 😂😂 cuz im like uhh but also WE’VE ALL BEEN THERE PLS 😔😔

same…i always laugh…n then i think about the patriarchy…n suddenly nothins funny anymore…

yess im so happy i kinda laid the groundwork for the characters…now i get to play around w the circumstances 😈 kkekekeke. and LOL i once spent like $122 on a haircut 😔…

YES TY I DONT TRUST COPS TOOOOOOOO they gimme such bad vibes idk. and yeah…the reason why choso thought his relationship w yn was so “easy” is bc he quite literally stopped putting in any effort sldkdjfhf i had an ex bf like that so it was triggering to write that scene hahah

waittt i didnt even realize that parallel ab choso hypothetically lying ab taking his gf’s car out for an oil change n then to gojo washing reader’s car for herrr 😭😭 help sometimes writing is subconscious 😂😂

ya when gojo curves the toast heheh i loved writing the subtle power dynamics btwn the two 🤭🤭

YESS THE COUNTING sheep thing i just love it. she didn’t need to count sheep when he held her while sleeping :”) to me thats LOVE but also ik we’re not quite there yet but sldkdjdhdhs im srry i wld fall in love if i realized i quite literally sleep like a baby in someone’s arms…

AHH darling im so glad this was your favorite chapterrr :”0 that makes the work to write it so worth ittt n tysm again for your words n supporttt <3 you’re quite literally one of my longest readers since the early days of kickoff n i just appreciate you sm 😭❤️ have a lovely day/night <33

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for keeping secrets from my coworkers?

It’s a bit complex, but I’ll try to keep this as short as possible. Basically my coworkers have like this found family thing together (I’m kinda part of it but try to keep my distance) and we do organized crime together. Before the current boss took over, it was a much more formal thing and I was a human back then. The org got busted though and everyone scattered and stuff. I had no idea anyone kept the thing going after that and my buddy gave me some work to help his sketchy project to bring his wife back to life. He wound up using some kid in an experiment though and I couldn’t stand for that, so I stole her and gave her a more proper-ish burial (she was kinda dead… kinda not… it’s complicated). He found out and killed me for tampering with stuff and I’m just a sentient hand now.

Some time later I find out the old org I worked at was still a thing (although barely) and rejoined under my now current boss. I didn’t tell him it’s me though. Seeing as he knew me before as a human, he doesn’t know we knew each other. A while after that, he brings some kid back to the base saying he doesn’t know where she came from but we gotta keep her safe until we can get her home (and we can’t give her to the cops cuz she’s undead and the government doesn’t like that). So me being the computer guy, he tells me to see if I can find any like files or records of her. Problem is though, I already know who she is. She’s the kid I freaking burried and got killed for. I freak out and don’t want any news of any of this to reach the guy who killed me because then we’re all going down. He’s gonna think my coworkers worked with me to ruin his work again and he’s gonna take us all out. Even if we do return her to her family, he might catch word and take her again and ruin all our lives while he’s at it. So I lied and said there was absolutely nothing (which wasn’t really a lie. There were no files on her, but I still knew other things that I didn’t say).

Years later my boss has basically adopted her as his daughter and she’s grown up now and the whole coworker/family group thinks I’m 100% trustworthy when they don’t even know who I am and I’ve lied this whole time about not knowing anything about the boss’ daughter. I’m pretty sure she also has some insecurities she’s hiding due to the whole knowing nothing about where she came from. She hides it, but I can tell not everything’s right. I feel horrible, but the thought of my old buddy coming and harming everyone here terrifies me. Maybe I’m just overreacting though. I mean, we are professional criminals, so I’m sure we could handle one guy, right? I really just don’t know and need another opinion. AITA?

[baphomimi]

CHAPTER ONE – DUTY

PROLOGUE / CHAP 1.1 / CHAP 1.2 / CHAP 1.3

CHAP 2.1 / CHAP 2.2 / CHAP 2.3

It’s how they get to drinking, talking through long-exhausted memories as though baselessly hoping for some new detail to make itself known to them. Instead they find their stories foggier and more devoid of specifics than ever, as though The Absence is intent on consuming not only the hotel and their family, but any memory of it as well.

“Y’know what Eli told me, once?” Lena is sliding her third can in circles on the table, “That there was no ex about his whole ex-cop thing.”

Trent snorts, beer stinging the back of his nose. He’s already tipsy, feet kicked up on the table and rocking on the back of his chair. “Wait, what do you mean?”

“I mean that he told me he was still on the force when he joined us. Y’know, like a snitch? But then supposedly he liked it so much with us that he quit reporting back, started feeding false info. I dunno.”

“That doesn’t even make sense. He was fucking with you.”

“Yeah, maybe,” Lena flicks the tab of her beer can a few times, “But it’d explain how they found us through him, wouldn’t it? I watched some documentary that said it was ‘cuz a traffic camera caught his plates, but…”

Her mention of documentaries jogs Trent’s memory. He plants his feet back on the ground, starts fishing for his phone. 

“Shit, Len, you’ve just reminded me– we gotta watch this.”

Lena leans over, makes an inquisitive little noise.

“I said I’d watch one of those shitty videos my coworker made about us– apparently it’s making the rounds online. Wanna check it out with me?”

“You said that?” she cocks one brow, “I thought you hated this guy’s guts?”

Trent dismisses her with a couple flicks of his hand. “Here, just lemme me find it.”

Once his browser is open, Trent taps in the title of the video that Chris showed him earlier. The first results aren’t what he’s looking for; just clips from another docuseries about them, a lady talking through the manifesto that was recovered from the fire, but no idiot blonds. He keeps scrolling, and after a good few minutes, Chris’s stupid dead face finally emerges from the bottom of the screen. 

“Ah, yeah, this one– see?”

Lena leans closer to the screen, squints. “127 Views? That’s what counts for making the rounds these days?”

He has to check for himself, but she’s right. He almost feels embarrassed for bringing it up.

“Uh. Maybe it’s a reupload? Lemme check the channel.” He taps through to the channel summary. They both read it in silence.

Howdy! I’m Chris, AKA Worthy_Of_Kittens, cuz I love cats, and all things WOA!

I make videos about Judgements, leaks from the official investigation, or whatever else I feel like! I’m also a Worthy (self-certified) & WOWden top poster for June 2021 and November 2024, for those who know ;)

If any of that sounds cool to you, feel free to subscribe!!

See ya around!

“Is that him?”

“...yeah, that’s him,” Trent says quietly.

Lena makes an ugly snorting noise, and snatches the phone from him. 

“Oh my god. Lemme see this.” She starts scrolling through a couple of his other videos, and Trent fast realises that 127 probably does feel like a big number, when put up against Chris’s other works and their average of 5 views a piece:

THE ROTHSCHILD MASSACRE: SUMMARY + HOW I WOULD SURVIVE

WILL WOA BE BACK THIS YEAR?? MY THOUGHTS

ARE YOU A WORTHY? WATCH THIS AND FIND OUT!

Clearly no one but Chris gives a shit about these videos, and Trent hates that the titles still get a rise out of him, while Lena is able to laugh it off. Honestly, the lack of traction makes it worse somehow; like the legacy of his family has become so over-farmed for content that it doesn’t even make for effective clickbait anymore. It’s a bitter reminder that Trent’s best days are very firmly behind him.

Outrage burns hot in his chest. “Nah, fuck this guy. Let’s watch something else.”

“Aw c’mon, I wanna see what he’s got to say now.”

Trent doesn’t argue further. Admittedly a kind of morbid curiosity is still fluttering around inside of him too. Lena taps through to the video proper, and once the ranch’s shitty Wifi catches up, it starts to play out.

From the very start, it’s clear that this is an amateur production. You can see Chris’s unmade bed in the background, his work uniform strewn across the sheets. His chair squeaks whenever he moves even slightly, and his mic pops after certain syllables, so it’s either he doesn’t know or doesn’t care about production value.

“Hey guys! Chris here, AKA Worthy_Of_Kittens! Today we’re gonna be talkin’ about the new WOA docuseries, Top Five Goriest Judgements, and going through how I would pass each of them.”

The arrogance of it is already maddening. Of all the Chosen he’s Judged– ex-convicts, veterans and biker bar tough-guys amongst them– not a single person found it even a fraction as easy as Chris is making it out to be.

“If you’re new to my channel, first of all go ahead and hit the subscribe button because you’re definitely gonna wanna see more after this!”

“Yeah,” Lena scoffs, glances over to Trent, “hard pass on that, right?”

He can’t even bring himself to join in with her heckling, just frowns.

“If you ain’t already familiar with WOA,” Chris goes on, “you might also wanna check out my overview video that I’ll link in the description below. That’ll explain what Judgements are for and what they entail, since we don’t have time to go over all that today.”

The 50-something minute video goes on to detail how Chris would happily saw off his own leg– using his shoestrings as a tourniquet, obviously– easily differentiate between his various organs to ensure he removes the correct one, and so on. 

While Lena laughs along, Trent considers that this series can only pick from Judgements that were actually passed. The actual worst he saw were all Eli’s doing. Losing an eye or a limb, while certainly traumatic, is survivable. Losing all of your skin or blood or intestines– or whatever other ridiculous sacrifices Eli demanded near the end– would require The Absence’s direct intervention to survive, and Trent never saw that happen. Those poor people are far too dead to tell a bunch of docu-series writers the details.

“So anyway, yeah,” Chris wraps up the video with a fluffy calico cat trying to claw its way up his shoulders, “I guess the key to surviving Judgement is to not panic, think creatively, and hey, enjoy it! Sure, mainstream media might make ‘em out to be these big scary torture rituals but humans were doin’ this kinda thing basically since history began, right? So if you think about it like that, it’s an honour to be Chosen.

…Guess what I’m sayin’ is, if there happen to be any Worthy out there watching, I hope this video proves I’m ready! I mean, hey, why not give me a chance?”

Chris smiles, face full of hope, and the video ends.

“Man, we seriously watch that whole thing?” Lena tries to take another sip of beer, but finds it empty and crushes the can in her palm instead. “What a dork. Wouldn’t think it from the look of him.”

Lena gets up, does a little stretch, and then goes to the fridge to restock their drinks. Trent truly wishes he could have her levity about this– he’s seething so intensely that he might actually burn a hole through the seat of his chair.

“If he got caught talkin’ shit like that when we were active, we would’ve pulled that motherfucker into the pool room in a heartbeat.”

“Christ, can you imagine,” she says into the fridge, his anger going unnoticed, “Eli would have had him hanging by his guts from the diving board.”

He knows deep down that this is just Lena being too drunk to remember not to encourage him. But still, he latches onto her words like a parasite. 

“If we would’ve done it then, then isn’t it our duty to do it now?”

Lena returns with two unopened beers, unfurls a finger from one of them to point at him. “Stop it. We’re not going through this again.”

Her blatant stonewalling is pissing Trent off now. He ignores the beer that is set in front of him. 

“Seriously? What’s the problem? You know I still have all the gear at home, and it wouldn’t even need to be a real Judgement! We could just spook him a little, y’know? Teach him some goddamn respect! Isn’t that what The Absence would want?”

“You’re not listening to me, kid,” she leans over the table towards him, one-eyed gaze fixed and firm. “We’re done with it. Done.”

“You’re done with it, you mean.”

Lena shakes her head, sits back down. He couldn’t do it without her anyway– that’s what she’s thinking.

And maybe she’s right. But it sure as shit won’t stop Trent from trying.

[musiclover2732]

so i rewatched Dennis Takes a Mental Health Day and i decided to count how many times the word “system” is said. i counted fifteen (15) but there is a small chance that i double counted when he’s on the phone with Daisy cuz i got distracted. someone plz verify this number for me plz. if i double counted that one, then the number is fourteen (14) which would lead to a whole different post. but for now i’ll just talk about the prominence of “system” and not the number. it is said enough in the episode that we can assume it’s not just a coincidence and is certainly a callback to The D.E.N.N.I.S. System and the S.I.N.N.E.D. System. now Dennis’s systems for attracting both involve manipulation but they are very different and we can kinda see that reflected in his fantasy. he is very kind and understanding with the women he imagines. he apologizes frequently and tries to speak gently with them. most importantly he emphasizes how they are all victims of a system they did not create. he says this to the boba tea girl; they’re both victims of the system, specifically her, and he says that neither one of them created it. but he did create this imaginary system that she is the victim of in the same way he created the real D.E.N.N.I.S. System which women are victims of. and when Dennis does apply his system to get some girl just to torment and ultimately ditch her, we do feel bad for them and we do consider them victims of his system. by having Dennis apologize to this imaginary women for being victims of an uncontrollable system, this could be interpreted as him being aware that the way he treats women is shit and he feels guilty. he doesn’t go after any women in season 16. maybe he’s given up chasing women half his age but isn’t ready for women his age. i mean he’s gotten married and had a kid but neither of those normal domestic milestones kept him. he always goes back to the gang. then we have the S.I.N.N.E.D. System. it’s all about really building up and man then breaking him down into someone who’s just kinda putty in your hands. i mean there’s the obvious mommy issues/kink thing but ultimately it’s about reeling in and keeping a man long term. to use this system, you actually have to be interested in a man more than how the D.E.N.N.I.S. System just focuses on a single encounter and cutting ties completely. a man attracted by Dennis’ system isn’t a victim in this case. he is just a guy entering the dating phase of a relationship. the men Dennis encounters in his fantasy are similarly not treated like victims. Dennis is a little more annoyed with them specifically. he complains about the cop asking him to leave his car (a decision not enforced by a system but rather an individual), he gets very snappy with the phone store guy much more so than we see with the women employees, and of course he rips the CEO’s heart out. he does not feel bad for these men. men are not victims in his mind.

now if there were fourteen (14) instances of the word “system” being used in this episode i could make the obvious leap to Klinsky but for now this is all my brain could think of

[ganyulover123]

My Sarah Christ x Tuesday cop fanfic chapter 1 idea

basically the description of my amangela Sarah Christ x Tuesday cop fanfic that I’m making is basically, (it take’s place in a nonexistent town in Los Angeles surrounded by a forest, I might draw a small map of the town later and post it) after sarah’s partner rodrigo gets shot she ends up losing her badge, and then ends up going through 2 divorces, the first being her first husband who took her son and her daughter, he ends up taking the house too, so that’s when she ends up living in her SUV, two months after that she meets (REDACTED) and they end up getting married after 1 month of being together, but then Sarah decides to get another divorce another 2 months after that because things just weren’t working out for her, she also was living in his apartment at the time cuz she didn’t have her home. She then goes back to living in her SUV. (She parks her car in a parking lot of a somewhat abandoned park every night and sleeps on a pile of papers in her back seat, it’s a nice view, also the park isn’t that far from the police station)

after all that she gets a call from her chief because they still keep in touch just in case, she ends up getting her badge back because the chief and higher ups are proud of her progress with the creekside killer (she currently doesn’t have any more clues on where he is, she goes to bars every night to try and get information out of people but it hasn’t been much luck lately) after the chief calls her in and gives back her badge, he proceeds to hand her a document and tells her that she will be having a new partner to work with, she mostly wants to work alone cuz she doesn’t want to see another one of her partners die on the job but she doesn’t really have a say in the matter so she just goes with it.

in the document was a picture of Tuesday cop/aka Angela, and all the information about her.

recently Angela used to work as a cop in San Francisco but moved to Los Angeles, 2 months ago after her wife’s murder, she is then transferred to now continue working as a cop at Sarah’s police station, she used to work in night shift but not anymore because on the night that her wife died, she was at her office and her wife called her and said she was going to go pick up groceries from the store because her daughter Roseanne was getting hunger, after a couple hours pass her daughter texts her and said that mom hasn’t returned home yet which wasn’t like her, and so she decided to file a missing person report on her own wife, she decided to go out and get a couple other of her cop buddies and they drove out around the town searching for her, and for a moment one of the other cops called on the radio attached to the inside of her car and said that they found her by the creek in the towns park and sadly told her of her state, Angela filled with fear rushed to the location, (it was the same location and path in the park that they always used to walk down on by the creek, it’s were Angela even proposed to her wife) once she got there the other’s noticed that she was stabbed in the back and they found a yellow note tucked into the pocket of her jacket, it said ‘you’re next’.

Angela decided to put it in a ziplock bag and keep it for evidence, she thought it might help in the future, on that night she was the one that had to put her wife in the body bag, they also found the bags of groceries nearby so she had to go home and bring the news to her daughter, after tears were shed, Angela decided that night they had to move, she had to take care of her daughter, she was the only thing she had left in her life and she new that her wife’s dying wish was for her to protect their child no matter what, it’s what she would have wanted. Once they moved to Los Angeles, Angela didn’t want to work as a cop anymore but since her dad used to be a cop (he retired with his wife and they live in Los Angeles, also Roseanne stays with them and comes back home on the weekends, cuz Angela has work and she only gets to see her daughter on Saturday’s and Sunday’s now) she didn’t want to lose her and her dad’s reputation and also her daughter had to convince her to keep working because she new it was to protect her, so that’s when she decides to work as a cop again, and this time with Sarah.

After Sarah reads the information and stuff on the paper, it said that her wife was recently deceased by murder, but they never did figure out who it was, that’s until that night when she goes to the bar (Sarah work’s day and night shift’s while Angela only works daytime) and ends up meeting Angela there, Angela rarely goes to bar’s, in a sense that was her first time there and she has never gotten drunk before, so anyway Sarah tells her about the creekside killer and all that, Angela tells her about the yellow colored letter, they end up making a plan for Angela to bring the letter to her in the morning because she thinks the letter is suspicious because the creekside killer doesn’t write letters unless he’s working with somebody else, but she doesn’t say that part out loud until the second chapter and all that, and basically that’s mostly the idea of chapter 1, skipping out on some details and whatnot, I also put a couple of references and stuff from some of the videos. hopefully this doesn’t sound to rambly, I’m also currently working on a small animation about it and stuff, also it’s really hard to draw side profiles and stuff but I hope it looks good to you guys once I’m done with it.