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Blue states should play “constitutional hardball”

NEXT WEDNESDAY (October 23) at 7PM, I'll be in DECATUR, GEORGIA, presenting my novel THE BEZZLE at EAGLE EYE BOOKS.

Nothing's more frustrating that watching the GOP smash norms and decency to advance policies that harm millions of Americas, unless it's that, plus Democratic officials stamping their feet and saying, "C'mon guys, play fair."

The GOP's game is called "constitutional hardball." Think: Mitch McConnell refusing to hold confirmation hearings on Obama's federal judiciary appointments, not never for Merrick Garland's Supreme Court seat – then filling the Federal judiciary with the least-qualified, most FedSoc-addled lunatics in US history, all for lifetime appointments.

As bad as this is at the federal level, it's even worse at in the states, especially the Republican "trifecta" states where the GOP holds the governorship and the state house and senate, where shameless gerrymandering and legislative attacks on hard-won ballot measures are the order of the day. GOP-held state governments engage in rampant interstate aggression, targeting out-of-state abortion providers, publishers, and journalists.

This is a one-sided Cold Civil War, because state Dems, for the most part, are unwilling to play hardball in return (the closest they come is when, say, California sets strict emissions controls and manufacturers adopt them nationwide, rather than making special cars for the giant California market). Republicans engage in constitutional hardball and Dems refuse to fight back, a phenomenon called "asymmetrical constitutional hardball":

https://columbialawreview.org/content/asymmetric-constitutional-hardball/

Writing for The American Prospect, Arkadi Gerney and Sarah Knight make the case for symmetrical constitutional hardball:

https://prospect.org/politics/2024-10-18-playing-hardball/

The pair argue first, that the best way to get Republican state houses to play fair is to credibly threaten them with retaliatory action. They cite the recent attempt at a last-minute change the way that Nebraska's Electoral College votes are apportioned, which would have given all of five the state's EC votes to Trump. Maine threatened to effect the same change to its Electoral College system, which would have given all four of its EC votes to Harris. Nebraska surrendered.

But there's also a second advantage to playing Constitutional Hardball: it makes blue states better. For example, Minnesota gives free college tuition to exceptional low/middle-income students. Neighboring North Dakota got tired of losing all its smartest kids Minnesota schools and created its own subsidy. As Gerney and Knight point out, Minnesota (and other blue states) still has a huge advantage when it comes to attracting top talent, because attending university in a state with legal abortion is vastly preferable (and safer) than doing a degree in a forced-birth state.

Red states are bent on making life horrible for some really great people. The hardworking, talented Haitian migrants caught in the Springfield pogroms that Trump incited would be a fine addition to any blue state town – anyone who's got the gumption to haul ass out of a failed state and make their all the way to Springfield is gonna be a fantastic neighbor, citizen and worker, just like my refugee grandparents and father, who endured a million times more hardship than their neighbors ever did, getting to Toronto, finding jobs, and starting their family.

Influxes of young, hardworking immigrants are especially good for rural towns with dwindling populations. No wonder rural towns with above-average net migration swung for Biden in 2020.

All over America, families are despairing of their lives in red states. Whether you're worried that you or someone you love might need to terminate a pregnancy, or you're worried about gender-affirming care for you or a loved one, you can put your worries to rest in a blue state. Same goes for nurses and doctors who are worried they can't do medicine unless it accords with the imaginary dictates of Bronze Age prophets as claimed by pencil-neck Hitler wannabe Bible-thumper with a private jet and a face from Walmart. Fill the blue states with great schools, libraries and hospitals, and invite everyone who wants to do their job in a free country to come and work at 'em. Line every state border with abortion and mifepristone clinics, and set up billboards advertising the quality of life, the jobs, and the freedom in blue state America.

Every blue state public pension fund should ban investments in fossil fuels, and invest like crazy in renewables, especially in Texas, to hasten the bankrupting of the petro-kleptocracy that controls the state. Blue states should tack surcharges on goods imported from "right to work" states where unions are effectively banned, to compensate for the additional product testing needed to ensure that scab products are safe to use (ahem, Boeing).

Create joint occupational licensure rules across blue states: if you're certified as a teacher, nurse, hairdresser or auto-mechanic in New York, you should be able to carry that certification with you to Minnesota, California, or Maine. Create multi-state funding pools to build public housing. Offer med-school scholarships to the smartest red state kids, at universities where they'll learn evidence-based obstetrics rather than the Lysenokist nonsense taught at the Roy Moore College of Pediatrics and Obstetrics.

Dems have to get over their fear of "states' rights" and start playing state-level hardball. This doesn't mean escalating cruelty. Quite the contrary: every cruel measure enacted as red state red meat is a chance for blue states to extend a kindness, and capture even more of the best, brightest and kindest of the nation, creating a race to the top that Republicans can only win by abandoning their performative cruelty and corruption.

Tor Books as just published two new, free LITTLE BROTHER stories: VIGILANT, about creepy surveillance in distance education; and SPILL, about oil pipelines and indigenous landback.

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/10/18/states-rights/#cold-civil-war

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Friendly reminder that in the EC Stuart is killed later by the moriyammas and they let Neil know in advance and Neil can’t do anything but know that everyone he knows that’s related to him by blood is dead but he still has a family

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Tara Carpenter/Fem!Reader

Summary:blind reader in this one Gale didn't write bad about Sam.

Warnings:…😶

WC: 5.7k

Author’s Note: happy new year y’all. Hope everyone had a good year. Also apologizes in advance for this one. Hope y’all enjoy:D

****~****

After high school you had known that the college life was also going to be hard. It took you forever to know the halls, turns and where your classes were at. It helped that you had your service dog, Scooby. According to your adoptive mom, he was a brown Chesapeake Bay Retriever. Now you had no idea what they looked like but you are positive he was cute. People always tended to gush about him where ever you took him. He had been a great help for you as you adjusted in this new city.

Your mom had been skeptical at first but she knew she had to let you go. She was very protective of you especially after your father was killed. You had been away on a school trip with your class when it had happened. You had only found out about it two days after when your mom personally came to get you from the trip. The trip had been in Alaska, it was supposed to be a two month trip but due to the attacks it was cut short.

The news had devastated you. Especially since you didn't know about it right away, cause of the no cell reception. So it was harder for your mom to reach you. You and your mother had cried for days.

She didn't know how she'd be able to let you move to New York by yourself with Scooby. She wouldn't be able to move on if she lost you or Scooby. She loved that dog, he was such a good boy. They had trained him on some simple commands to help you.

Dewey had helped you teach Scooby the commands.

So with that fear in mind, not only did she move to the city herself, she didn't have it in her to let you leave and live by yourself. But she also had called someone she hasn't spoken to as much as she wanted.

"Gale? Hey it's been awhile."

"Hello Sam, how's it going?"

"Uh pretty good we're settled in and you know Tara's worried about starting school again, she says she's not nervous but I can tell she is. How are you holding up, since you know..."

"Oh you know I'm hanging in there. I was actually calling to ask you for a favor. I completely understand if you can't. I know trust goes a long way for you."

"Gale relax, if it wasn't for you, people would still be dragging my name through the mud. What can I help you with?"

Gale leaned back in her desk chair. She tried so hard to make sure you had stayed out of her life as a reporter. Keeping you a secret from the world was surprisingly easy. Especially if there was crazy psycho trying remake a movie. Dewey and herself had agreed to keeping you a secret. Adopting you was one of her greatest things she could have done.  She remembers the day she first saw you, it was a couple months after she found out that she couldn't have kids. Dewey had tried to tell her that it was okay, that they didn't need a kid to be a happy family. But she knew better, they both had wanted a baby in the family.

So they went to a foster home. And that's where they found you, a tiny little girl. You were only baby, a year old to be exact when they saw you walking around crashing into things, walking into walls. They had watched how the other older kids would ignore you. You would babble to get anyone's attention but you'd be ignored. After crashing into a wall once again, they watched how you stood back up with a smile on your face. You had a small ball in your hands but no one to play with. They didn't understand why, until you got closer. Stumbling here and there.

Your soft y/ec eyes had clear white spots in them. Even though they were warned about you, they had fallen in love with you the moment they saw you.

"I have a daughter."

"Oh what? Wow uh congratulations?"

"No I've had her for a while, she's 19." She knew Sam probably didn't believe her.

"Really? Why are you telling me this?"

Gale heard the confusion, but she couldn't follow you every where. So she needed someone to keep an eye on you. Just a safety precaution. Something that could help her keep calm. Making friends was something that didn't come easy for you. Even though you're a bright and happy kid, other people weren't. It never affected you though. Your smile always stayed. 'Life is too short for me to be butt hurt that people don't want to be my friend, I'll be fine mom.' Was something you always said.

"She has this, thing. And I was just hoping you'd kinda just be there for her. She doesn't make friends easily and I know I'm asking a lot but—Gale relax. What's her name?"

~~~~~~******~~~~~~

The day had come. You had recently moved into the studio room with the help of your mom. She had helped remind you where everything was at. Making sure you knew every corner, step, counter in the apartment. It took a while but you got it. Now you could do somethings by yourself. Like bathe (obviously), get yourself dressed (your wardrobe was filled with mostly black clothing), colored clothing was in a different drawer, cook (pb&j's, cup noddle soup, wash dishes) You weren't completely helpless. A life without vision was something you were used to.

"Okay Scooby, how do I lo-" Your phone rang, cutting you off. You turned to the direction of the phone, hearing the nails scrapes of your dog. The phone ring getting closer. You felt the nudge on your knee. Reaching down feeling the cold nose of your dog, taking the phone from him. Siri had been notifying you of who was calling. "Thanks buddy."

"Hi mom."

"Hey honey, listen I called a friend of mine her name is Sam and she's on her way to take you to class-Moom-I know I know but please just give your lady a piece of mind. I swear I'm getting more grey hair. Just please do it for me."

You sighed and nodded. "Okay mom. When is she co-" The sound of the door bell rang throughout the studio. "I thinks she's here."

***

"Wait since when does Gale have a daughter?" Tara asked confused. She had over heard Sam's call with Gale and had wanted to help Gale's daughter. Especially since they'd be going to the same college.

"I don't know, she has a daughter that's your age, lives alone with a dog, apparently doesn't know anyone here cause she just moved here and her name is Y/n. We are going to go pick her up tomorrow."

"Damn. Gale weathers kept her daughter a secret?" The younger carpenter sibling said amazed. She would have never guessed that Gale had a daughter. She had started to wonder what the girl looked like.

Now that she was kept waiting, she was left feeling just a tad bit excited to meet the girl. She wondered if she was like more like Gale or Dewey. Probably a mix of both.

*

"Who's there." Your hand felt around for the button next to the door. It was intercom that your mom had paid to get installed. It was the best tech that your mom could possibly find.

"Hi Y/n it's Sam, Gale sent me."

"Mom I thinks she's here, uh how do I know I can trus-You can honey, trust me. Sam is a good one."

"Okay. I love you." Your mom returned the term of endearment before hanging up. Your hands felt around for the locks on the door. Unlocking all ten of them. Once finished you opened the door.

Sam stood on the other side, her eyes widening just a bit at the sight of your eyes. Now she understood why Gale wanted someone to watch over you. Tara stood behind her sister, jaw slack as she took you in as well. She had never seen someone so beautiful. She took in your smile as you let Sam in offering your hand that Sam shook. She walked close behind her sister as she watched one of cutest dogs she's ever seen close the door behind her. Her eyes looked into yours. Most of your eye color was covered with a cloudy white color. There was still some color in there but not as much. They were still the most beautiful pair of eyes she has ever seen.

"And you are?" The question was directed to her. It was what snapped her out of her thoughts. Her face felt flushed and warm as you looked in her direction.

You had heard the other set of footsteps when you let Sam in. You could smell the different perfume the person used. It was a smell you liked, never had you smelled something so, beautiful? The person stopped in front of you. You offered a smile and held a hand out.

"T-Tara. I'm Tara Sam's sister." Tara ignored the raised eyebrow directed towards her by her sister. Her face felling hot as she shook your hand. Your hand was much bigger than hers but it was so soft and warm. She wanted to hold on to it forever.

Your ears felt blessed as you took in her voice. It was the most beautiful voice you had ever heard.

"Nice to meet you Tara. This is Scooby. I'm sorry if my mom made you guys co-Hey now we wanted to, now are you ready?" Tara reassured. She didn't want you feeling like they didn't have a choice in the matter. Tara had never been so grateful that Gale trusted them in meeting her daughter. Cause you had to be one of the most beautiful woman she's ever seen.

"Uh yea. I just need my walking stick and my backpack."

At the mention of the backpack the two sisters watched as the dog scurried away towards the living room. Retrieving your backpack from the small coffee table. He had already had his service vest on and he was ready to go. With a smile on your face you took the backpack that had your walking stick. You moved to take it out but a warm hand stopped you.

"I got you, you can hold my elbow." Tara with a blush on as you took her elbow with a smile. She ignored the pointed look from her sister once again. She felt warm all over at the feeling of your soft hand touching her skin. She lead you out the apartment while Sam locked up.

Sam watched how Tara directed where each step was at. Telling you where exactly was the button to call the elevator. Although Sam felt like you already knew where it was at. She watched as you smiled and followed Tara nevertheless. Right before leaving the apartment you had reached for your sunglasses. Covering your eyes, she saw the disappointment in her sister's eyes the second it happened.

Sam couldn't help the small smile, Tara had been different since last year's attacks. But seeing that smile on her face while she spoke to you was something she hoped to see more.

*

"Okay here's your music class." Tara directed you into the class, there were already some students in the class waiting for the professor to arrive. "Do you wanna sit in the front?" She touched your hand that was still holding the inside of her elbow. She looked up at you, your soft smile on display as you looked down in her direction. Seeing her reflection on your sunglasses. She wished she could see your eyes again.

"Yes please, thank you Tara. I really appreciate you helping me."

The smile she got in return felt like a reward, seeing such a beautiful smile directed her way had Tara feeing like she could just melt to the floor.

"I wanted to. Now here's your recorder, your mom said you like to go back and listen to the lessons. Here, it's the professors textbook she's using this year." Before getting to the class, they had stopped by the library. When she saw the classes you were taking, they took a little detour. Grabbing the textbooks she knew would benefit you more.

"Thank you Tara but I can't exactly see." You said with a teasing smile. Feeling her cheeks warming up, she couldn't help the chuckle that left her lips.

"I know that, but this one you'll like better. I'll see you two after class. Bye." She smiled down at Scooby who had sat on the seat right next to yours, laying his head down on the arm rest.

"We'll see you later, thanks again Tara." You smiled up towards the direction you knew she was standing at. Your heart skipping at beat when you felt her warm hand on top of yours.

"You're welcome. Now I really have to go or else I'll be late to my class."

She left the room soon after. You smiled to yourself. Remembering to call your mom to thank her. Tara sounded so...beautiful. You may be blind but just by her voice you knew she was beautiful. Tara will be a great friend to have around.

Hearing the professor walk in and announce the beginning of his lecture you hit record on your recorder. Taking the book that Tara had gotten for you. Your breath hitching in your throat when your fingers felt over the cover. It was a braille version of the textbook. Your mom had told you that they didn't have braille books for the music course you were taking. But here it was. Noted that it did feel old but nevertheless it was a book you could read. Feeling your eyes watering a bit, no one had been this nice to you, that wasn't family. To go out of their way to do something so kind. Yet Tara did.

Scooby laid his head on your arm. You smiled down at him petting his head. Maybe making friends here wouldn't be so hard.

*

The weeks that followed had been great for Tara. She had spent most of her days with you. Or you with her at her apartment with the rest of the gang. You and Scooby have become such a great addition to the group. Having you around the apartment had been something that she loved to see.

Since you had been her friend the amount of frat parties she had gone to have been minimum. Choosing to rather be with you and Scooby either at your apartment or hers.

Something that Sam had liked.

Sam had seen the bond between her sister and you grow. The way you with out trying brought out the girl Sam had left behind five years ago. The way Tara was around you was of someone that had no worries. Someone that hadn't gone through almost getting killed. Someone who hadn't been betrayed by someone she loved. Someone who had to kill the one she considered a lover.

Sam could also see how you were around her sister. Tara hadn't been the only one to grow attached. Seeing the way you were around Tara was almost comical. Seeing you both dance around each others feelings was funny. Sam had taken to talking to Gale more often. Telling her about how you were doing. But also about how they were doing as well. The bond between Sam and Gale had grown.

"Hey Sam, how was work?"

She had just gotten back from work to find you and Scooby sitting on the floor of the living room. The way you could just tell who the person was, just by their footsteps was something that Sam had found impressive. She had seen how Chad had tried to sneak up on you but you would always greet him before he had the chance.

"Hey Y/n, it was good what are you guys doing? Where's Tara?"

"Well I'm helping Tara with her homework, well the best I can anyway. And she's in the bathroom." You smiled in the direction of where Sam stood.

"That's good. Any one at school giving you trouble?" Sam had been told by not only the twins but also her sister how they had found a group of frat boys picking on you. Scooby had tried his best to comfort you, not only was he there to help you but he was also there to protect you. Sam had been told by Tara how they had arrived in time to see Scooby biting one of the frat boys. The one that had taken your mobility cane.

"No Scooby scares them away. That or Tara does." You joked earning a laugh from the older Carpenter.

"Good, you know if anyone is bothering you, you can tell me." Sam had been told by your mom how you used to get bullied in high school. You were a sweet kid that didn't deserve to be mistreated. It wouldn't be the first time she had scared someone just for looking at you wrong.

"I know. Thanks Sam."

"You're welcome, now I'm making dinner. Spaghetti and meatballs sound good."

"Sounds great."

*

You were laid on Tara's bed watching a movie you had never heard of. It was one of Tara's favorite movies. The Babadook. You weren't really into scary movies. You had loved hearing the movies your dad watched. The Marvel movies. Daredevil had always been your favorite. For obvious reasons of course. To be blind and still be able to kick ass. Now that was awesome.

But nevertheless Tara had wanted to see the movie, so now you were here. Tara laying her head on your chest as she watched her movie. You were listening in as well. Jumping a bit when a suspenseful scene happened. You didn't see it but from the music and sound effects, not to mention the tv was a bit loud.

But the more you laid there. The more you got lost. The warmth of Tara's body pressing on to you. The feeling of her head laying right above your heart. The way her hand was on your stomach, her fingers softly creasing your stomach. It was sending the butterflies in your stomach to go crazy. Her legs were intertwined with yours. Your arm was also wrapped around her back holding her into place.

You weren't sure what this meant. Seeing as you never really had friends. Or cuddled with anyone. This was something you've never done before. You didn't want to over think anything. Make things weird. So you just laid there. Hoping Tara could feel what you felt. You'd ask but you didn't want to lose this friendship. You didn't want to jeopardize losing Tara.

"I can feel you thinking. What's on your mind?" Tara paused the movie to look up at you. Her chin still on your chest as you looked at you. Your glasses were off, the fairly lights, and the lights coming from the tv made your eyes shine. The small patched of y/ec were noticeable. Your eyes were something she loved to look at. They were like clouds with a bit of color in them. Her fingers came up to your cheek on their own accord. Softly creasing the smooth skin of your cheek. Her smile widening when you leaned into her palm.

"Nothi-Liar. I don't know if you know this but, when something is bothering you or you're thinking too hard. You get this cute little crinkle right here." With a finger she touched in between your eyebrows. Laughing when you were quick to make said crinkle go away. "Now come on tell me."

"Uh I like someone."

Tara felt herself tense, her smile quickly falling from her face. She sat up away from your warmth. Her heart breaking at the thought of you with someone else. Someone getting to lay with you like she had been doing. Someone else being able to get to kiss you. Or seeing you vulnerable like how she's seen you.

"That's-That's..who? Do I know them?" She had hoped her voice didn't come off like she wanted to cry. Cause she could feel the tears building up.

"Yea. You do. It's Sam."

The way her jaw dropped, part of her not believing what she was hearing. You liked Sam?! Samantha!! Her sister?! The ache in her heart grew ten fold. The tears escaped her eyes and she was quick to wipe them away.

"I'm just kidding. It's not Sam. It's you. I like you."

Tara didn't know whether to punch you or kiss you. So she punched your arm. "You asshole." The punch was quickly followed with a kiss. The feeling of her lips on yours was everything she had dreamed of.

"Were you crying?" You reluctantly pulled away when you felt her wet cheeks.

"Duh! I thought you confessing your love to my, sister! You're an asshole for that and I'll never forgive you." Even though the scare was still there. Your teasing smile had her smiling as well.

"I'm sorry. What can I do for you to forgive me." You brought your hands up, cupping her cheeks. You could feel her smile, the dimples that had been your favorite to feel. Her soft skin was so warm.

"Mmh, go on date with me."

"Aw man. I wanted to be the one to ask."

Tara smiled at the sight of your pout. She chuckled, she no longer felt the heart ache. No. She felt like she could kiss you again. And again. And again. The love she felt in her chest felt so strong. Something she never felt before. Not even with...Amber. Amber had made feel something. There was doubt in that. But nothing like this.

"So is that a yes?"

"Of course it's a yes."

*

You sat in one of tables in the quad. Scooby sat by your side. It wouldn't be long till Tara and Mindy came out of their last class of the day. It had been a month since your date with Tara. A month since you started dating Tara. Just the thought of your girlfriend was enough to have you smiling.

At hearing the familiar footsteps you straighten up. By the way they slowed down you knew she was trying to sneak up on you, so you let her. You felt her soft lips on your cheek.

"Hey baby." Tara had missed you(although she had seen you two hours ago when she walked you to your class) she couldn't help it. To be able to kiss you when ever she wanted, it was something she loved to do. Having you blush every time she kissed you. It was a sight she aimed to see every single hour of the day. Pecking your lips before greeting Scooby (who was happy to see her). "Hello there buddy, are you protecting our girl huh. Anyone bother her?"

"No one bothered me. Where's Mindy?" Feeling her warmth as she sat next to you. You wrapped your arm around her shoulder bringing her closer. You felt her get closer kissing what you thought was her temple but ended up being the corner of her eyes. "Oops sorry." Hearing her giggle was like a blessing to your ears. She cupped your cheeks guiding your lips to hers into a gentle kiss.

"Mmh it's okay. And she's with Anika. Chad's with Ethan doing who knows what. It's just you and me babe-*BARK*-And Scooby of course." Tara chuckled at the interruption.

"Maybe we could have a date ni-Guys! There's a party going down today and we have been invited." Quinn had said with excitement, you Tara had loved to party. It wasn't anything new. Yes, most times she blew off a party to be with you. You had loved every moment you had with Tara. But the thought of her holding back on having fun was something that began to make you feel, guilty?

"Uh I'm not sure-Oh come on Tara. Y/n tell Tara to have some fun."

With those thoughts in mind. You  looked in the direction of your girlfriend. "Yea go have fun babe."

"But what-It's okay. I'm going to be on the phone with my mom most of the night. Go. Have fun. You can call me after."

"Fine, ugh okay. But I'll be in your apartment right after. Okay?" A part of Tara didn't even want to go. She had wanted to go back to your apartment and just relax.

She'd only stay at the party for an hour or two and then she'll go to yours.

*

You had just finished making yourself a cup noddle soup. Moving in the kitchen had been relatively easy for you. You had gotten used to everything in your apartment. Making the soup was easy. Especially when you did it the lazy way. (Water in the cup and then in the microwave). You weren't supposed to but it was much faster that way.

At sound of Scooby barking had you turning to face the noise. "Scooby?" Your hand held on to the counter. Using it to guide you to the noise.

"Here boy."

You heard him growl, you with your hand moving from the kitchen counter to the wall leading to the supply closet. Then you felt Scooby biting your pants leg. Trying lead you away from the door.

"What's wrong-" The force of a being tackled had your sentence cut short. With the sudden weight, weighing you down. The sudden pain of what you assumed was a knife coming down on your shoulder had you screaming. The scream of pain was followed by the yelp of the person.

Scooby had beaten into the arm of the attacker. But a dog wasn't going to stop the attacker. No. He had came prepared. Wearing a material that can withstand a bite from a dog. Killing you was going to be easy. Gutting the dog was something he had been looking forward to. Stabbing the dog, the yelp of pain the dog let out.

"No!" You sobbed out. You couldn't lose him. You felt around for something, anything you could use to help Scooby. Your fingers connected with something solid, it was Chad's baseball bat. You gripped and swung it as hard as you could. You felt the moment the hard bat connected to the attacker. You heard the moment they dropped Scooby. More sobs escaping your lips as you failed to hear any noise coming from Scooby.

"Oh Y/n, you've missed out quite a bit. But let me catch you up to speed."

You're breathing was heavy, feeling like you couldn't catch your breath with how much you were crying. The pain you felt as the knife was brought down into your chest, the pain was too much. You tried to fight back. Your hand holding the knife, you ears finally picked up the faint whimpering of Scooby. He was dying and you couldn't do anything to help him.

"Alexa call Tara."

"Calling Tara."

"No-" A hand covered your mouth as you tried to fight him off. But you could feel your energy fading. You had lost count on how many times you had been stabbed. You didn't want Tara to hear you dying. You didn't-

"Hey baby-Would you relax Sam it's Y/n." Hearing her voice sounded so relieved. Your felt your tears escaping at a rapid pace. Your tears rolling down the side of your face into your ears.

"Babe?"

"Hello Tara."

*

"Hello Tara."

The voice had her freezing in her steps. The dread overwhelmed her in waves. No it couldn't. He couldn't be back. With you. You were vulnerable. Scooby could only do so much. Feeling Sam behind her as she bolted. Sam close behind her.

"Tara wait! What's wrong?"

"Don't worry Tara. She won't go alone."

*

Nothing could have prepared her for when she opened your door. There was no noise. Not the tv playing your favorite show, not the scabbing of nails coming to greet her. Not your voice calling out to her with a beaming smile.

No.

What greeted her was the sight of Scooby laying in pool a blood. He was unmoving. His eyes wide with no life in them. Her hand shook as she raised it to her mouth. The sob escaped her lips when she saw who was laying unconscious not too far from Scooby.

“No. No. No. Please god no.” Her vision became a tunnel vision. The only thing she could see was your stiff body. “Y/n?” Your eyes were open but unblinking. The same as your dog. No life in them. Her chest stuttered to get some air in. The sobs that racked her body as she pulled you closer. Your body was no longer warm. It had turned cold.

“No. Come on Y/n. Please. Please don’t leave me. You can’t. You can’t.” The ache in her chest had also started in her lungs. She couldn’t breathe. The pain she felt at seeing no life in your eyes. Your beautiful cloudy y/ec eyes held no life.

“Sam help me! Help me please! Scooby needs help to Y/n-she needs him. She can’t lose him. Please. Pl-please.” She held your limp body closer to her. Wishing that this was just a horrible nightmare. Wishing that she’d wake up and that you’d be right next to her.

But you stayed still. Your body stayed cold.

Tara gasped awake, her eyes frantically looking around the room. She was in her own room. But you weren’t there. The panic grew. The dread growing when she didn’t find you. She reached for her phone calling you. But the more she went without hearing your voice. The more the fear grew. She was out of her bed in no time. In a rush to find you.

It couldn’t be true.

But it felt so real.

When you weren’t in the kitchen, she had to find you. Your apartment is where she’d find you. You had to be there. You just had to.

The force of knocking into someone had been so sudden that she had almost knocked the person over. Had the person not been prepared.

“Wow Tara trying to tackle a blind person are ya?”

The sound of your voice had her already blood shut eyes widening before she let out a relieved sob as she fell into your arms. As she buried her face into your chest holding you tight. The nightmare had felt so real. The pain of losing you had felt so real. Your de- your body she had felt it.

“Talk to me Tara? What’s wrong?” You were worried. Never had you heard Tara crying like this. You had texted her last night but Anika had responded saying Tara drank a bit too much and was taken home late into the night. So you had gone to bed with the plan of going to Tara’s in the morning hoping you could make her hangover a bit better.

“Tara breath for me baby.” The concern grew as you felt her breathing become more erratic. You tried your best to lead her inside without tripping shutting the door behind you. Locking as many locks as you could. Scooby followed close behind. Also worried for the shorter girl.

When your fingers finally touched the couch you sat her down but she refused to let you go. You wanted to know what had caused her to act like this.

You dug into your bag, fingers grazing items you did not need. Once you found what you needed you took it out. “Come on Tar, use your inhaler. Breath for me baby. I’m right here.”

Once she had her breathing under control. You leaned back into the couch. Pulling Tara on your lap and holding her close to you. You weren’t sure what was wrong but it was clear that she needed comforting. Scooby also jumping on to the couch. His head laying into the space of the couch and you and Tara. Trying his best to comfort the girl.

“I had a bad dream. It felt so real. So fucking real. Everything. From the way you act, talk. Even when you use the microwave to heat up your cup noddle soups. Even when I tell you not to do that. Ghostface attacked you and Scooby. You both didn’t make it. Fuck it felt so real. And when I woke up I felt so confused and-when I didn’t see you, the fear grew. I couldn’t tell if the dream was real or not. I can’t lose you Y/n. I just can’t. I don’t think I’ll be able to live without you.” Tara felt herself wanting to cry again.

“I’m right here. I know I can’t necessarily promise you that nothing will happen to me. But I sure as hell can promise you that I’ll try my very best to always return to you.” You kissed the side of her face. What ended being her ear.

“I know, I’m sorry I freaked out on you.” She mumbled into your neck. Her grip on you never loosened up. Not that you were complaining.

“Don’t be. Plus I’m not that helpless. Daredevil isn’t my favorite marvel character for no reason.” You joked hoping you could get a laugh or smile from her. From the sound of her chuckle you knew you had succeeded.

“Get some rest. I’ll be here when you wake up. I promise.”

With a kiss on your lips, you could still feel her lips trembling just a bit. You wanted her to feel safe. To feel sure.

“I love you Y/n.” To have you laying here with her. It was enough for to calm down just a bit. To have Scooby also here was just enough for her to finally accept that it was just a nightmare.

“I love you to Tara.”

:)

[altocat]

This is the ninth fucking eerie coincidence. I've been counting. Rebirth and EC are too sus. This is advanced levels of sus.

Congratulations to Vincent on becoming a father.

[pleasantlycrazyworld]

I saw the post asking for fic requests so here goes. Bucky with reader who has a Russian blue cat named Solen’ya. (Russian for pickles) Thanks in advance!

Omg bucky!!!! He is my first love and will be my lasting love I swear! Thanks for the request it was so fun to do I never get request for Bucky

Just a heads up! I do not know Russian so I am taking your word for it lol

You have been seeing Bucky for around three months now and it is time to introduce him to one of the most important boys in your life. Solen'ya...your baby...well your cat but to you he was your baby.

You got Solen'ya a few years ago to help you through some rough times and ever since then it's been just the two of you. He was your favorite thing to come home to but now you have Bucky. And he's amazing, after your third date you knew that Bucky was going to be in your life for a long time so you decided he needed to meet your Solen'ya.

Bucky was never this nervous. Why is he so nervous??? It's just a cat! Not a human, not a parent or a real son, no this was just your cat so why was his hand so damn sweaty? You asked Bucky to come over to your place for your next date. You said you wanted to show off some of the cooking skills you learned all the way back in home ec class in high school, but you also wanted to introduce him to Solen'ya. You knew he was nervous and he knew how much Solen'ya meant to you which is why he was so nervous but you were oddly excited for him to meet your baby. No one has ever met Solen'ya before and the people who did he shied away from and would hide under the bed. So you had no idea what would happen or how this was going to go but you wanted to be hopeful.

Bucky wipes his hand on his pants before knocking on the door. He grips the flowers, the daisies because he was going to get lilies than he learned cats can't be around those, a bit tighter than before when he hears your footsteps approach the door. "James" You squealed seeing him at the door, "come in make yourself at home dinner is almost done!" You smiled when you saw the flowers, they were your favorite. "Oh Jamie you didn't have to bring anything" You said blushing and taking the flowers from him to put in a vase. "It was no problem" He explains as he looks around the small home. It felt like you...felt like home. As he is looking around he notices a ball of grey fluff in the corner of his eye. "Hello there, you must be Solen'ya, I'm Bucky but your mom calls me James more often." He greets the cat by presenting his hands for him to sniff. Before he could react the cat begins to purr and rub against his metal palm.

You walk back into the living room to get Bucky for dinner but you freeze at the sight in front of you. There is Bucky, sitting on the floor with a cat in his lap purring louder than ever. You smile softly and take a photo to remember the moment where your heart melted, and to remember the moment you knew Bucky was the one for you.

If you want to be tagged in Bucky fics lmk! I hope to write for him more so please send request for him!

[klaus-littlestwolf]

Warning: mentions of drug overdose of a minor, talk of drugs and physical assault

‘Is there anything else that I can get for you?’ His Princess asked as he had finished his lunch, her removing the plate from the table in front of him with a smile on her sweet face.

Klaus couldn’t help but feel that this place wasn’t where his future Queen should be working, she shouldn’t be working at all! She should be worshipped, taken care of like the royalty Klaus saw when he looked into her kind Y/EC eyes.

‘No. Thank you, love. You’re too kind. I should be getting back to work, maybe you can convince me of dessert next time.’ He flirted but he knew it went right over her head. His sweet girl was oblivious to men’s advances, and while that’s good when it comes to others, not so much for himself.

‘I’ll hold you to that Mr. Mikaelson, I know you like chocolate. We have a chocolate cream cheese pie that is to die for…are you sure I can’t wrap a piece up for you to go?’ He was already late, Elijah was already going to kill him, what’s 5 more minutes in the grand scheme of things?

‘You’ve convinced me, love. That sounds wonderful.’

‘I’ll be right back with that and your check.’ Klaus watched as she walked back behind the counter, unable to remove his eyes from her perfect ass. The Mob boss had been coming here for nearly 2 weeks now, ever since his younger brother Kol had convinced him to have lunch at his favorite diner. Y/n was the girl who always served Kol, he insisted on it as she knew exactly how he liked everything, Kol being an extremely picky person his entire life and the fact that she could handle him as well as she did was actually admirable. Klaus just thanked God that Kol already had his eye on a girl at a bar the brothers frequent since Y/n was going to be Klaus’ whether she liked it or not however, if the constant blush she wears around him was any indication, she would enjoy it quite a bit. He had gotten lost in his daydreams of her in his bed when she startled him back to reality. ‘Here’s your pie and your check, I’ll see you soon. I threw in a slice of cherry pie with the darkest edges for Kol, surprise pie is always nice.’

‘If you aren’t just the sweetest little girl.’ Her face darkened as he spoke to her, Klaus long since finding out she was a sweet Princess who just needed to be loved on, it was everything he wanted for her everyday of her life. He resented the fact that she is working in a diner just to be able to make a living when all he wanted was to spoil her as his pretty little wife…soon Y/n, soon you will be all mine. ‘You didn’t put the dessert on the check love.’ He noted when she turned to go and she shrugged.

‘On the house.’ He sighed as she began seating a couple that walked in and he set down a 100 dollar bill, tucking it under the coffee cup before grabbing his jacket and walking out the door. He had almost gotten to his car when he heard that wonderful voice calling his name, he had imagined her screaming his name about a thousand times in the last 2 weeks, though it always sounded a bit different. ‘Klaus! Wait!’ He turned back around, seeing his girl in her short skirt (which was the perfect length for him, but way too short for others to see her in), running up to him and quickly handing him his money back. ‘You made a mistake, the bill was 18 dollars.’ He couldn’t help the smile that stretched across his face. She was actually bringing his money back to him as if she believed he left more than he meant to, if he didn’t already think she was the kindest girl he had ever met he was sold now.

‘It’s called a tip lovely, it’s for you.’ She looked shocked.

‘This is an 82 dollar tip, that’s too much Klaus, I-‘

‘You deserve it, you deal with my idiot brother almost daily and me now too, I know he leaves you large tips. Why are you returning mine?’ Her cheeks practically caught fire as he asked that and he suddenly became aware of the fact that his sweet Princess liked him too.

‘He’s never left more than 50, I don’t get more than 5 dollar tips most days. Don’t think I’m unappreciative, please, it’s just too much.’ He shook his head, stepping closer and tilting her head up to look at him, his hand now holding her jaw firmly.

‘You deserve it Y/n, that and so much more. Do you understand?’ Her eyes widened but she nodded unsure. ‘I’m going to prove it to you one day, I promise…I’ll see you tomorrow gorgeous.’ He leaned down, kissing her cheek, feeling the heat of her flesh against his lips as he’s dreamt of over and over, hearing her little gasp in his ear which had his cock twitching in his black jeans. His thumb traced over her bottom lip before he pulled back and turned to get into his car.

‘That’s your car?!’ She questioned, admiration in her voice and he couldn’t help the chuckle. Elijah said his new car was a waste of money, nothing that impresses his Princess could EVER be a waste, though he does admit a 5.8 million dollar Bugatti Divo is a bit flashy.

‘It is…maybe you’ll let me take you for a ride sometime?’ She just nodded, before shaking herself from the trance she seemed to be in, going back into work quickly and allowing the mob boss to once again watch that cute little ass as she walked away from him.

Elijah had lost his mind when Klaus had returned an hour and a half late and he loaded him up with work for it, the kind that Klaus couldn’t pass off onto someone else. It was a week before he could get back to the diner but he only had time for a coffee, quickly sitting on a stool at that front and catching Y/n’s eye.

‘And here I thought you’d found another diner to frequent, lucky me, you’re back.’ She teased, smiling widely as she set a menu before him.

‘I could never leave you behind Princess. I don’t need a menu, can I just have a coffee to go? You know how I like it.’

‘Splash of cream, 6 sugars and 2 pumps of caramel. Of course, I’m assuming large?’ She asked, already having grabbed the large to go cup.

‘You know me so well, Love.’ He looked towards the kitchen and wished he had enough time for some food but he had a meeting that was supposed to be Elijah’s job but since he had met that photographer 2 months ago he had been the epitome of selfish with his time. He can’t blame his brother, both himself and Kol do the same thing with Y/n and Kol’s bartender but Elijah was a bit more rude about it and Klaus had finally decided to put his foot down tonight. He needed time to take care of his girl same as his brother, especially because his beautiful waitress didn’t even know she belonged to him yet and Elijah’s girl is just that, already his girl.

‘Here you go, cutie pie. Perfect coffee, and-‘ she placed down a sandwich in foil wrap. ‘-bacon, egg and extra cheese on a biscuit. You looked hungry and you’re clearly in a rush. Take it.’ He was stunned.

‘How-‘

‘I just had Chris make it for me for my break, I’ll have him make another one, takes 5 minutes. Go get to work.’ Klaus was touched, she had given him a free dessert before but with the amount of money he and Kol spend here it wasn’t a huge deal, but here she is giving him her breakfast!

‘Princess, you don’t have to-‘

‘Of course I don’t have to, I want to, you look stressed, everyone needs a hand sometimes. You helped me pay my overdue rent with that tip last week, I can’t do anything that big, but I can do breakfast. Go to work Klaus, before Elijah loses his mind. I hope you like it, it’s my favorite breakfast next to a cheese omelet.’ She waved him off, going to take another order from a man that had just sat down and Klaus quickly tucked a 100 dollar bill under the sugar shaker before heading out to his car to get to the meeting.

That very next morning Klaus was back. He had put his foot down with Elijah, the man had plenty of time to be with his girl, especially now that she’s a serious thing (enough that his brother is trying to get her pregnant).

It was a wonderful idea honestly, Klaus had often pictured his beautiful girl round with his baby, how sexy she would look and he enjoyed imagining the fun positions he would have to put her in just to be able to fuck her while she carries his child. Then again he had just as much fun imagining filling her with his child to begin with but he wanted her in his home and his bed before he did such a thing.

Klaus needed her to love him first.

Y/n was just walking back from another table as he looked at the menu and she seemed to plaster her smile on as she stood beside his table, he didn’t like the idea she needed to put on a fake smile when he’s with her.

‘Good morning Klaus, do you know what you’d like or do you want to keep looking while I get your coffee?’ He looks her over and saw the wrinkled uniform that was usually so neat, one of the things Klaus admired was how even in a shitty waitress uniform she tried to look her best.

‘I’ll actually take a hot tea if you don’t mind, you know how I like it and I appreciate that you know how to make tea so well for an American.’ He teased and her real smile spread across her face, the difference being night and day.

‘My grandmother was Scottish, she had a specific way and she demanded I learn.’ Her face suddenly fell when a knocking sound rang through the building from around the corner of the diner along with several voices yelling for a waitress. ‘I’ll give you another minute to decide on your food, okay? I’ll be right back with your tea.’ With that she was gone around the corner and the knocking stopped. He heard men laughing and was about to go take a look before he saw her behind the counter again, relaxing a bit.

It was another moment before she came back to his table with his tea, perfect as always. ‘Thank you d…Y/n? What’s happened?’ He questioned, more like demanded honestly. Her eyes were red and blood shot and he could see she had been crying sending a jolt of anger straight through him. No one should be making his girl cry but him, and that’s only in ecstasy!

‘What do you mean?’

‘I mean you’ve been crying, tell me what happened.’

‘I-‘

‘Don’t you dare lie to me Y/n, do you understand, tell me the truth.’ She could clearly hear the warning in his voice and she sighed.

‘Do you know what you want to eat Klaus?’ He was about to ask again when she cut him off. ‘Klaus, please? It’s just a part of the job, not all customers are as kind as you are. Just let me handle it with the little bit of dignity I have in my life and just tell me what you want to eat!’ She had never snapped at him before and while he was overcome with the instinct to take her over his lap and spank the attitude out of her, he knew that’s not what she needed…she needed him to be soft with her and that’s exactly what he would do.

He stood from the booth he sat in and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her to his chest tightly and while it took a second, she relaxed into his chest with a sigh of relief. ‘Just breathe gorgeous, it’s alright. I understand, sometimes people are just too much, and you don’t deserve to be treated rudely, you’re too sweet for that.’ She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and he had to admit, the feel of her body pressed against his was everything he ever imagined.

‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to snap at you. I always look forward to seeing you, it’s just a bad day…what do you want to eat? Tell me so I can get the order in.’ He nodded, pulling back and pressing his lips to her forehead which seemed to surprise her but he gave her his food order and she wrote it down, taking it to the kitchen before frowning as the banging began happening all over again.

Klaus could feel his head slipping into bad places at the idea of someone, especially men, not treating his girl like the perfect Princess she is and he knew it was time to get her out of here. He may not be able to get her to quit her job so soon but she would be his and she would be his Today.

This time as she made it back behind the counter the mob boss could see actual tears being wiped from her face as she grabbed something and walked back. Klaus was out of his seat instantly and peeking his head around the corner, seeing a group of 3 boys with cocky looks on their faces and body language that spoke volumes in how they felt about themselves. They believed they were untouchable. Klaus would be happy to show them that they are not.

It took all his will power not to move as the largest one grabbed at his girls ass through her uniform skirt while another one talked down to her, he couldn’t hear exactly what they were saying…until the end that is. “Get it right this time or you’ll lose more than you’re fucking job!”

It wasn’t often Klaus Mikaelson got so angry that he felt like his blood was boiling, especially since taking his fathers company from him and becoming the enforcer that he was born to be in this world. Most of his violent work was done with a calm demeanor and a smile on his face, but every once in a while someone truly pisses Klaus Mikaelson off and when they do, they quickly wish that they hadn’t.

As soon as his Princess was gone he was moving, sliding into the booth beside the large one that had touched what belongs to him. ‘What the fuck? Who the fuck do you think you are, asshole? Get the fuck up and go back home bitch.’ And suddenly, as if he wasn’t already going to kill them for touching his precious, they signed their death certificate all over again.

‘Children. I suggest you watch your mouth, you never quite know who you’re dealing with. Always be sure you’re the bigger threat before you begin making threats.’ Klaus knew these idiots, and while not these ones specifically, this type. A small gang in a town that had a chokehold on the drugs, every town has one, and all of them ran the Mikaelson’s drugs. Every one of those gangs in every town was hand selected by Kol who knew without a shadow of a doubt that they would follow their orders.

The family had put together rules of course, when it came to the distribution. Drugs were always going to be present, there’s no stopping it but the brothers, especially Kol was adamant about how it was dealt with. His little brother knew all of the people allowed to sell in their areas, anyone else would be taken care of. There were other rules, most of which consisted of dealing with people and money that came with the trade and the biggest rule, no selling to kids.

The Mikaelson’s father hadn’t had a problem with doing that and it was inevitably what had killed their little brother Henry when Mikael was careless and left things on the table when he passed out. He was always a curious kid and they couldn’t fault him for it touching things wanting to be like his father. That was the first night Klaus nearly beat their father to death.

Selling to children was a huge no-no and something they hadn’t had much trouble with since the last asshole that decided to ignore their rule about it 8 years ago, the one Klaus had flayed alive. While Klaus didn’t know everyone like Kol did (not caring about that particular area that wasn’t his job) he knows the men they employ in this town, it’s where his Princess works and lives, he needs to know, and these morons definitely aren’t them.

‘Who the fuck do you think you are?! You wanna come marching up to us making idle threats, you must be fucking suicidal.’ The large man beside the mob boss pulled his shirt up, revealing a gun in his pants and Klaus just laughed before reaching out and pulling back the hammer on the small pistol that was now loaded and pointing directly at this man’s cock. His eyes widened, his hands went up and you could damn sure tell he was listening intently as were the other 2.

‘Do I have your attention now children?’ They all nodded through the glares they had set on him. ‘Good. I-‘ at that moment Klaus was cut off by his Princess carrying a plate of food back to the table.

‘Here’s your breakfast, sorry about the…confusion. Klaus? Is everything okay?’

He grinned, looking up at her happily, never wanting her to see any kind of violence that he creates in this brutal world. She’s too pure for that.

‘Of course Princess, go back to work, I’ll be back at my table in a moment and we can talk.’ She was clearly confused but seemed to accept it as the table wasn’t chanting and banging anymore for her attention making her shrug and walk away.

‘Oh! I get it, we fucked with your bitch. Shit man, no one needs to get shot for that. We’ll just eat and go-‘

‘Oh no, it’s too late for that. You could have done that and been normal customers before, now you have my attention and that boys, is something you Do Not Want.’ They looked frustrated and confused but mostly put out at this point.

‘Okay, who the fuck do you think you are talking to us like that?’ The third one finally seemed to grow some balls and speak despite the fact that Klaus had a pistol pointed at his friends dick.

‘My name is Klaus Mikaelson, I’m sure you’ve heard of me.’ He smirked and waited a second for the realization. The realization was Klaus’ favorite part, the moment men notice that they’ve Royally fucked up!

‘Shit!’

‘Shit indeed, and you three have gotten my attention for your lack of respect for the woman that I love more than anything else on this planet. Now, you’re going to get up, you’re going to leave money along with the largest tip you’ve ever given in your lives, and you’re going to leave this establishment. Now. And you’re going to pray that you never see me again. Are you understanding me?’ They all looked petrified. Klaus’ warning was clearly enough but he knew he and Kol would be paying them a visit later to make sure they were gone for good, and they would have a grand old time doing it.

Klaus had a bit of a reputation, and he can’t say he hated it. It keeps his family safe, and now it will keep his Princess safe too. He released the gun, standing up and watching the men all pull money out and leave a little pile on the table for their food and Y/n before rushing out with their tails between their legs.

He returned to his own table a few moments before Y/n brought him his food with a smile on her face prompting him to smile too. ‘What did you do?’ She asked and he looked up at her, confused. ‘Come on Klaus, you’re one of the smartest men I’ve ever met, but you are absolutely shit at playing dumb. They made my life hell for upwards of an hour and you get them to leave in a minute, as well as leaving me the biggest tip I’ve ever gotten, there’s almost 300 dollars here! Come on Klaus, what did you do?’

He raised his hands in surrender. ‘I just suggested that they treat a hard working waitress with a bit more respect, that’s all…you will never be treated like that while I’m around. I promise you.’ She blushed a dark red color and rolled her eyes.

‘Thank you Klaus, you didn’t have to do that…’ His girl leaned down, pressing her soft lips to his briefly, giving him a taste of everything he wanted from her gorgeous fucking mouth. He didn’t chase her lips like he desperately wanted to, not wanting to come off pushy even if he is!

‘Always Y/n…what would you say to me taking you out this weekend? Hmm? I’d like to make this official.’ She looked down at him innocently and he loved that look on her.

‘Make what official?’

‘While playing dumb may not be a good look on me, feigning innocence is definitely a great look on you my love.’ He stood, stepping closer and enjoying that she didn’t back away and allowed him to invade her space, he always wanted her this close, closer even! ‘I think I’ve been in love with you since Kol introduced us, I’ve known you would be mine since the second day I came here, and you very clearly enjoy my company, let me take you out and treat you like the Princess I believe you are.’ She rolled her eyes at the Princess title, clearly loving it but being modest all at once. He hoped to eradicate that. He wants his girl to know how special she is and enjoy it, and she will. No matter how long it takes.

‘I’ll agree to a date, if!’ She was going to give him a stipulation and he would meet it enthusiastically. ‘You plan something simple, no restaurant where you’re spending thousands of dollars for me to eat a steak-‘

‘Do you like steak?’ He questioned, wanting to know all of her preferences but she just stared at him with her eyebrows raised. ‘I can do simple. You have my word gorgeous, Friday night, you’re all mine.’

‘I work late Friday this week, can we make it Saturday?’ This job would not be continuing much longer if he has anything to say about it…and he will!

‘Sure, you text me your address and I’ll pick you up at 7.’ He handed her his phone, ensuring she wouldn’t see anything in his phone that would startle her like the hundreds of pictures of her he has taken or the fact that he clearly already knew her address.

‘Sounds great Klaus…enjoy your breakfast, I’ll um…I’ll check on you in a bit. Let me know if you need anything-‘

‘There actually is, I’m going to need another one of those kisses before I can focus on my meal, you’ve scrambled up my brain you see, I can’t think straight and it’s your fault.’ Her face was beet red but he could see how much she loved it.

‘Well, I should remedy that for you then.’ She gestured for him to lean down the 6 inches he was taller than her and she brushed her lips against his lightly, about to pull back when he grabbed ahold of her waist and kissed her for real. It was perfect and well worth the wait, she tasted like the mango flavored lip gloss she always wore and he knew he would become obsessed with that taste quickly (and hopefully a few others).

He released her waist, tucking a strand of hair that had fallen from her bun behind her ear and brushing his fingers down her cheek. ‘Thank you for that, I will cherish every moment of time you that you give me and I promise, you will love the date idea, I already know exactly what to do.’

‘I’m sure it will be wonderful…I have to get back to work. Thank you for your help Klaus, really.’ She squeezed his hand in hers before returning to her job and he sat down, no longer hungry as he resided on cloud nine, he lives here now and he’s never leaving.

First step to getting you had been taking you on a date you would never forget and not only did you say ‘yes’ but you told him exactly what not to do and he was grateful. And on top of the date he had won points he planned to get later for defending your honor, protecting his girl from a group of douche bags. You’re going to fall in love even faster than he anticipated and he couldn’t be happier with the outcome of today.

Mafia!Klaus/Princess Moodboard

Mafia!Klaus/Princess First Date Board

Klaus Mikaelson Masterlist

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

*steps on stage nervously*

Uhh.. umm. Uhhhhh

Spidey Academy AU!!

Like Xavier's School for Gifted Children, Miguel - a Spider-person fond of kids, opened a Spidey-Science Academy, for the Spidey-people of the universe

It's not like a high school. There's five years and the years are not really sorted by age - but by experience.

So Hobie would be a year 3 - a middleclass-man

Pavitr is a year 1 - a freshman

And the classes, are all based on honing your Spider-powers and senses.

There's assignments, things you have to take home and do.

They're give you a fake evil Doc Ock chip and have you decode it and make it good again (like Peter in No Way Home).

Or they ask you to stop a petty robbery without using your webs. You have to bring in the Daily Bugles article on you the next day and they grade you on that.

(Hey say what you want but Jonah reports the facts he just talks a lot of shit)

Any class a Spider-person needs, they have.

You name it-

Home Ec? No. Sewing and Suit Repair Class

Gym? No. Swinging & Strength Endurance

Science? ALL ADVANCED. Freshmen's take Advanced Spider-biology and have to learn ALL the different Spider-variations and illnesses Spider-people can get. Multiversal Physics.

All of the honor classes are FULL.

There's also other helpful ones like Firefighting Training and Sign Language (both mandatory), hence how Insomniac!Miles is completely fluent in ASL.

Oh - also. Because Miguel is such a tight-ass -

UNIFORMS. Sweater vests over pants or shorts. (No skirts cause they still be upsidedown and shit)

You have to bring your mask everyday. It's like your ID card

y'all ever had that? Like y'all needed an ID to get into school and if you didn't have it they charged you? Like money? My school did that we also had metal detectors like the airport I'm so deadass this was just a normal public school - I'm getting distracted, anyway-

Of COURSE Ms.Jessica Drew is Assistant Principal. OF COURSE she also teaches Advanced Combat and Strategies class.

And YES she's a hard-ass grader. Has never given a 100% in her life. On some 'This was the best thing I've read in my entire teaching career but you forgot to indent on paragraph 5 so 99%'

She doesn't give a fuck about your GPA!!!

Unlike Mr.Peter B. Parker.

He makes people call him 'Professor PB'. He wants to be the cool teacher.

His classroom is SO FUN during lunch time. Probably runs the anime and manga club. He's that really nerdy teacher that you don't expect to be like "I know what anime is! I grew up on Dragon Ball 😁

His class are always fun but SO chaotic. Still wears sweatpants sometimes. He's the Science teacher.

And every year they take class photos and there's a Spidey homecoming where everyone parties on the walls in cute outfits.

CAN YOU SEE IT?

Swinging Team instead of Track and Field???

CAN YOU IMAGINE IT?

MIGUEL AS PRINCIPAL???

LYLA BEING THE LOUD SPEAKER ANNOUNCER?

[neil-gaiman]

Greetings Mr. Gaiman:

What are your thoughts of James Gunn taking over the reins at DC? Are there any plans to collab with him on any Sandman related material in the future?

Any plans to bring any Sandman related material to the big screen in the not so distant future?

Any plans to return to comics (Sandman or otherwise)?

Any plans to continue American Gods on TV?

What are you watching/reading (comics-wise) as of late?

That's all I can think of for now. Thanks in advance for entertaining my questions. 🙏🏿

1) No thoughts. I wish him well.

2) No plans. I figure he has his hands full with the DC Universe.

3) No, we're much too busy trying to get the TV show right.

4) I never left, did I? And the new issues of Miracleman are in your comic stores these days...

5) Plans, yes.

6) Mostly many cuts and audition tapes of and for my stuff right now, and 7 year old Ash's comics and graphic novels. But I just ordered a set of the EC Comics library Weird Science, which I suspect will make excellent bedtime reading for the both of us.

[spotaus]

Out with the old, in with the new, y'know? (Aka, say hello to my new Banner! Thank u Ancha + Papil + anyone else watching this chaos unfold-)

Ramble about these guys under the cut because I love adding lore to posts!!!

Okay. First things first, it was HARD picking a reasonable amount of ocs/aus to include in this. I left out a few of my pet projects, but settle on (left to right) Phishbone, Pretender, Ichor, Ec-4o!Blue, Tulpa, and New Age!Nightmare in the end. The first 3 are ocs, the last 3 multiverse aus!

Phishbone is kinda just a weird outcode Papyrus. He's the multiverse's conflict resolver, because he'll stick people into his portable pocket dimension (the cube he carries) and make them complete puzzles until they've resolved their problems! He can use any soul trait magic too, just out of sheer luck from what he was taught in his au!

Pretender is a Sans from the au Doppletale, a horror-based au in which the Monsters are doppelganger of sorts, locked underground. In order to escape they have to Be Human, and in order to look human they have to eat human flesh. Pretender is one of the few monsters who has sworn off eating human meat, and he helps the last fallen human (K, from @/oodlesndoodles is usually my go-to human for the True Ending, but Ozzy from @/mylackofgrammeristerrifying is the other human-) His other humanoid form is my baby boy baby, but I can't draw humans like. Ever. So he stays like this!

Ichor is from Catacombtale, an au where the Monsters are Gods and descendants of gods, locked away by Mortals. Ichor (once known as Sans/Punishment) was a God of the afterlife with his brother (Reward/Papyrus) but he had his magic limited by mortals using golden chains. Now he goes by Ichor (or, Pun, to the Hero) and just tries to give any fallen mortals Hints on how to survive the trials of his fellow gods. (Sad old man, my longest-running oc in this cursed place <3)

Blue is from a multiverse story, Ec-4o.verse. It's dystopian, apocalyptic, sci-fi, and post-war, in which monster magic was spread out across the world. This grasp of magic made tech much more advanced, to the point of sentient robots (Ecto). A war broke out, Yadayada, Blue was born during the end of it and grew up in the aftermath. He loves technology and is obnoxiously good at his work, no matter how many people beat him up about it. With his brother and the weird hermit he moves in with (Dust) he can unintentionally unravel the mysteries of the war!

Tulpa is from DreamEater AU, another multiverse story. In this, Dream was injured in a retreat away from his brother, and ended up paralyzed and alone in another au. Fresh, unknowing of who Dream was, decided to swap hosts and use Dream. Ofc, when he bit into the golden apple, he basically got addicted. He sticks around and Dream often wrestles for control, until they come to an agreement that Fresh will move the body, Dream will speak and try to live his life. Over time, Fresh notices just how thinly worn Dream is and decides to give him a hand with starting to say no to people and take rest and think about himself for once. Eventually, the two are so close it's hard to tell where Dream starts and Fresh ends, hense the nickname of Tulpa for the two of them!

Nightmare, from New Age AU, is my newest but one of my favorites. It's a medieval-set au where he abd Dream are princes, set to inherent the throne. Dream will lead, Night his advisor. Only, the 0rophecy meant to lend Dream his power talks of death and sacrifice, so Night acts to stop Dream... by eating the apple that would give him powers instead. Unable to control the magic, Nightmare finds himself much older and much stronger than be was 2 seconds ago. He ends up having to rule like this, sending hid brother away lest sonething awful overcome him. And he's bettering the kingdom, hiring criminals. Until his apple magic... wears off. Leaving him at age 13, the year he was when he took the throne.

Anyways yeah they're all my favorites ever, hope this one is fun!!! (Feels good to put my sillies up on the space instead of N lol-)

[eclipsedcrystalstar]

Op in advanced I am so, so sorry about the wave of harassers you're about to get. Apparently EC was made aware of the situation through an 'exposure doc'.

And just for associating with Shatter Sparks or the Biased confession blog they've blackmailed you, Loud-Kid2 || CroissantLover24 || Ikamigami || AtherFlame-TheConcubus || Sp4c3ch33ri0 || DigimonLover09 || Asmodeus-682 || CultAnon || ChurchyDragon || MultiFandomCutie13 || BittyFromQuotev || CoastxlWaters

"The harassment of the aforementioned individuals was encouraged by @Shattered-Sparks and @Biased-TSAMS-Confessions. Supporters of this harassment are named as follows. This list has been compiled as evidence of supporting targeted harassment, and not to encourage harassment is sent to any individuals on said list. Support is being considered as reblogging and liking posts that encourage targeted harassment against the victims, as well as sending in asks that further encourage harassment of the victims, or made their own posts to encourage harassment. If it cannot be proven beyond reasonable doubt that they are supporting the harassment they have not been added to this document."

So they get to count reblogs and liking as support but when biased does it for the gore anon victim blaming post it’s suddenly completely false and how dare they accuse them of that? Massive fucking hypocrites, all of them.

And again, they’re block evading and stalking me if they’re finding this ‘evidence’ as I’ve had them all blocked for months. Stating my opinions on my blog {I have not gone to them, only Asmo who pinged them on my post when I got a gore anon. I declined talking to them when asked} is not harassment, but stalking and block evading sure is.

[dia-souls]

Maybe a reaction for Carla and Shin who have Tomie!s/o

she has same powers, story ec.. with her.

Thanks in advance, dear! <3 ^^

Note: Welcome dear! You don't need to say thanks you waited so long for this ask. Instead of writting reaction, I decided to go for headcanons. Tomie is a fun character! She is scary and interesting.

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🔮 Carla Tsukinami 🔮

At first Carla will like the way. She has beauty as well as power. She proves to be a good Queen as her powers gives her a plus point.

One thing that annoys him is that not only she seduces him but also seduces anyone who can be characterize as man.

He still doesn't respect her but sees her above normal human women but still she is way too inferior to what he posses as king.

Carla is also curious about her history? What is her origin? How does she posses such power eventhough she is a human.

His curiosity further increased when he sees her coming back to life again and again he lowkey freaks out but this will provoke his sadistic side.

Carla enjoys tourturing her as in this way he can clearly shows who is actually in charge of their relationship.

Carla in terms of power is stronger than her but her manapulating tricks and her intelligence always caught him off guard.

Carla internally will realize that she is provoking his jealousy and rage just so he could go crazy at first countless men head roll because he is stronger than any victims of her.

But Carla is also smart. He isn't dumb, he will start to realize the way she plays game with him and will start reading her pattern of doing work.

Carla knows he has upper hand over her and won't hesitate to degrade her verbally and physically to keep her in place.

He isn't going to let her do what she pleases with other men. He hates sharing or seeing slightest of her attention going to other men as it boils his blood.

Carla doesn't fall her succubus acts and her manapulating tricks but he did feel irk whenever he sees her with other man.

It will take Carla a bit off time to understand her tricks the more she interacts with Carla the more Carla gains dominance over her.

He starts to reads her acts the way she behave in order for the man to kill each other. At first this used to frustrate Carla but the moment Carla manged to acknowledge her abilities, he will become immune to her powers.

Carla laughs internally whenever she gets frustrated for not getting her way with him. She can try her best to be authoritative but Carla will easily put her in place by dominating her verbally.

Carla sometimes will use her own tricks on her. He will manapulate her to think that Carla is most powerful and that she should obey if she doesn't want to lose her head.

"Huh! Haha!! Hah.... It's funny you think you can beat a Founder King with your cheap tricks?! You really think you can manapulate and control someone as superior and strong as me?!! Make no mistake women I am not like the other pest you came across in past! I will make you submit to me!!

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🐺 Shin Tsukinami 🐺

The moment he noticed her beauty he got whipped. He felt a great amount of lust and attraction towards her.

Shin loves the way she looks, the way she sways her hair, the way she bat's her eyelashes etc etc. He is whipped for her!

Shin loves that his s/o isn't a weakling and has power.

At first he will test her power to see if she by an small chance has upper hand on him but he realized she is very weaker than him.

This increased his ego. He will degrade her by using their power difference whenever she tries to use her power.

Shin literally gave a shrill scream the moment he realized that she can come back from dead

When he realized that she actually isn't a loyal one that's when he starts to go into yandere and his possessive side awakens.

Shin isn't smart like Carla he does falls for her tricks but this all backfires as Shin will not only kill her lovers but will torture her brutally.

Shin is known to love violence and his s/o provoked a dangerous side of him by giving him a reason to kill.

He will be laughing while killing all thoes victims as he is stronger than all of her victims and none of them can even touch his single hair.

Shin will definitely is enjoying all this. He doesn't knows he is being manapulated by his smart s/o neither does his care he is just enjoying this too much!

His s/o will literally regret trying to mess with him because she isn't safe too as after getting done with her lovers he goes to tourturing her since she can come back from dead.

Shin will use this to his advantage by tourturing her too much to the point she gets killed and smiles whenever she returns.

If she tries to run away he won't hesitate to drag her back to have fun with her.

Eventhough she is intelligent but compare to Shin brutal strength and his craze for violence she is nothing instead of being dominant she will be forced to become shin play thing.

Their relations ship will be filled with abuse with Shin never getting bore off her and not letting her go.

Unlike Carla, his relationship with her is brutal as he always compete with her in strength his jealous side makes him more sadistic.

"Neh!? Isn't it so fun!?? I love all this thing you do but don't misunderstand I will never let you go to another man you are my plaything since you are powerful how about we fight?! I am sure I will win but still it's so pathetic the way you try to use your weak powers against me!! "

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[darkfictionjude]

Im so excited to read ur new IFs, will there he a schedule of how you update between them?

So WWC is like main priority. It’s the one that’s most advanced, the one people are attached to the most. I wanna get to episode 7 before the new year. After that I’ll take a little break from writing it and get out chapter 1 of both EC and OYHS.

After that I’ll be WWC one month, EC month after that, then WWC, then OYHS then all over again. After I release all of season 1, I’ll dedicate more time to EC and OYHS

And by “months” I don’t mean that it’ll promise to have an update every month, more so that after an update for one story I move to the next and work on it until I have an update for that

I’m hoping to get 3 episodes out in 2025 for WWC and 1 chapter for the other two (if time is on my side I could even get out a second chapter for either EC or OYHS)

If I get all of S1 WWC in 2026, I’ll wait until 2027 to start work on S2