#Alec stop your man from being murdered

[im-out-of-it]

part 9, season 2, episode 12 IM JUST SAD FOR MALEC “you are not your own” continued

123. Sebastian put it together in 3 seconds and clary spent hours and days not knowing why she couldn’t use runes lmao

124. enjoy these moments before Raphael is filled with rage. and I do think if Simon wasn’t a daylighter, raphael could do some damage to Simon

Alec has every reason to be paranoid. I think he was born paranoid. every outsider that comes in is usually dangerous. look at all the shit clary did and Alec had every reason not to trust her

125. ah truth bomb

126. yes it does Simon and clary didn’t tell ya

127. that means bye bye bye Simon

128. shit Raphael is here

129. what did Izzy expect to happen? for Raphael to leave Simon alone regardless? she played with fire when she went after Raphael’s sister and took that photo. but in a way, it was similar to what Raphael did with simons mom when he needed Camille reported. but Izzy did it to intentionally harm Raphael and that’s the difference

130. well that wasn’t as heated as it made it out to be

131. Simon, all you’re going to do is get more enemies

132. of course they denied the request but you’ll still do what you want. she is jaces grandmother

133. Alec: FUCK FUCK FUCK I can’t let my boyfriend if that is my boyfriend be murdered in my watch

the clave denied the request but she is filled with revenge and is going to have “Valentine” executed anyway

134. even the way “Magnus” speaks is different by the way Magnus usually speaks. but it’s not until jace is handcuffed that he thinks oh Alec was right. MAYBE YOU SHOULDNT ASSUME SHIT

YOU KNOW THAT MAGNUS LOVES TO DRINK HE WOULD BE SMILING AND MENTIONING ALCOHOL FIRST

stopping at 135 and I’ll do another part later today ✨

[nectardaddy]

aftermath - higuruma hiromi

cw: blood, death, homicide, manga spoilers (I mean, if you know who tf he is you're fine tbh), language

notes: established relationship, gender neutral, inspired by if I killed someone for you by alec benjamin (was gonna put the song in but I refuse to put the gigantic eyesore that tumblr auto gives me and idk how to fix it)

synopsis: how should one react when their lover shows up on their doorstep covered in blood?

part two

You didn't mean for your breath to hitch in your throat so violently, creating an audible gasp from the air that lodged itself. Your fingers gripping the edge of your opened door with a grasp so desperate your hand already began to ache. Nails digging into the hard wood as you tried to decipher the pressing image before you.

"Hiromi-" you choked out. Voice wavering as his presence alone was enough to make your knees buckle. Dark, unwavering eyes boring into you. Seemingly nothing within them but a glimmer of something primal, macabre, and- desperate. You weren't a stranger to the unyielding looks, always transfixed on something well beyond his reach, but this was different. A look of a monster, and his attire following suit.

He was usually a well dressed, dapper man. But as he stood upon your doorstep, your opinion flipped instantaneously. A ruffled, crumbled suit jacket littered with dark blotches around the cuff, his white shirt underneath being the tell tale sign of what the mysterious blots were. A stark contrast, red on white, staining the previously ironed shirt right down to the threads. Cheeks splattered with the same red, a large spill just under his eye, like he had tried, unsuccessfully, to wipe his face. "What have you done?" You whispered, speaking softly as if it would untangle you from seeing him so heinous.

"Can I come in?" A gruff, almost uncaring, voice in comparison to your own. You didn't know why you hurriedly nodded, why you shifted out of the way for him to enter your home, why you thought letting this man back into your home was a good idea. It was against your better judgment, but you wracked your brain about the thought of 'there has to be a good reason.' This was the man you loved after all, not a cold hearted killer, or so you came to believe.

Hearing the door click shut and the lock engage, his eyes scanned his surroundings before returning to you. Tired eyes once again looking into you, almost trying to see through you with the intensity of it. "I killed them," he said bluntly, without regard and without further context. His words made your shoulders slump, your body creating shivers as his words hit you so profoundly.

"Who?" Was all you managed to ask, the word escaping your lips so quietly you hoped he would be able to hear it at all. Not asking why, not asking where or when. Who.

"The retrial was today," he said simply. It was all you needed, an impactful statement to which your eyes widened and your mouth opened. Quickly shutting it as no words were found on the tip of your tongue, your throat suddenly dry at the revelation, you could only stare. Looking over him to find any sort of answer, your eyes stopping at the collar of his suit jacket. There once was a small sunflower pin on the lapel, one you had gifted him years ago to replace the former. It was gone. It came off. Could the man you love really be so violent? So much so his beloved pin was ripped from him in the heat of the moment?

You couldn't say what had possessed you to step closer to the man, your lover, the murderer. Each step becoming easier as you neared him, stopping just before him and looking up. So close you could smell the gruesome, irony twinge mingling with the scent of his cologne. It made you nauseous, wanting nothing more than to spill your guts right then and there. But you swallowed hard and forced yourself to look upon the man who had sworn he'd love you to the end of his days. "Are you alright?"

A man of his situation might have said no, should have said no. "I've never felt better," he answered honestly. Looking down at you with a ghost of a smile, a mind fraying image now engraved in your psyche. Your fingers reached for his shoulders, letting out a shaky breath as your hands came in contact with him. It was damp.

"Oh my god," you spoke, forcing yourself to close your eyes at the sensation. You feared to lift your hands to what you would see on your palms, subconsciously pushing down the thoughts to the deepest part of your mind. "Oh my fucking god," you repeated, unable to form a single coherent thought as you couldn't stop yourself from circling back to the feeling.

But the hand, drenched in the same crimson, that gently touched your cheek made your eyes snap open and you inhaled sharply. There was blood on his hands, staining his fingers in sin so much so it was under his nails. That blood was now on you, ripping your stomach right out of your body as you wanted to heave. Desperately searching his features for any sort of answer, but only coming to the same conclusion.

The man you loved killed two people - and liked it.

oh I'm definitely making a part 2 are you kidding??? I wrote this shit in an hour that's a new fucking record for me

[alexanderlightweight]

So for your Writing Wednesday, would it be possible to get a different meeting for Male where Magnus sees Alex for the first time as he 'deals' with an out of line Shadowhunter from a different area. All of Alec's Shadowhunters just cluck their tongues about poorly prepared outsiders (or something like that). I love reading all your stuff!

Ah I love seeing your kudos pictures and cookie!

Ahaha I kind of went off with this prompt because when I started writing i couldn’t stop

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Magnus barely manages to duck the blade that nearly gets his arm, his spell fading as he avoids adamas.

He spits out a curse and shoves the shadowhunter away from him.

And then the shadowhunter is down, a harsh yelp coming from his lips and an arrow from his shoulder. And Magnus watches as his attacker is being stepped on, a boot sharply pressing into his spine.

There is a new, aggressively dressed and nearly heavily armed group of shadowhunters.

The one stepping on Magnus’ would-be-murderer is an archer from the bow he wields and the arrow he launched. The red of its feathers match the ones in his quiver and Magnus watches as he looks down and grinds his heel into vertebrae.

Magnus’ attacker's face is pressed into the dirt, his cries of pain muffled by ichor soaked dirt as the archer pulls out his arrow.

The archer, a nephilim commander by the respect he’s shown, scoffs and wipes the bloodied arrowhead on the downed shadowhunters back.

Magnus has seen shadowhunter punishments.

He’s been across and on the same battlefield as nephilim warriors enough times to recognize its brutal efficiency.

But he’s never had it directed or doled out on his behalf.

And there’s every likelihood that this is only a tactical choice, seeing as Magnus is the only one on sight who is capable of closing the rift.

But Magnus still finds himself charmed.

As Cat would say, the bar is lower than Edom for shadowhunters.

“Someone get this disappointment of a hunter off of my battlefield!” The shadowhunter says voice deep and low and it rings across the small strip of sand and mud that Magnus has been desperately protecting while trying to close a colossal rift.

Dark eyes glance to him and widen and Magnus and several shadowhunters watch in shock as he misses a step, his booted heel crushing the man’s hand.

Magnus’ hunter looks down in consternation before he rolls his eyes. “Useless.” He mutters like it’s the man’s fault for being shot and having his fingers and spine tap-danced on. “Track what Institute they came from and tell them to stay out of my territory unless I ask for help. Idiots can’t be trusted not to fire on obvious allies.”

He walks towards Magnus carefully, bow out but unnotched and blade inactive at his thigh.

“Alec Lightwood, acting Commander and Head of the New York Institute.” And he’s younger than Magnus thought, with a still-healing nick through his eyebrow and blood at his jaw.

To anyone else he might look terrifying, with his dark scowl and the nearly feral way he’s assessing his surroundings.

To Magnus, he looks terrifyingly brilliant, like a comet that you’ll miss if you blink.

“Magnus Bane,” Magnus doesn’t add his titles because any decent commander, acting or otherwise should know him by name.

Alec’s eyes widen a bit, he definitely knows of Magnus then, but he seems more relieved than horrified.

“So if my hunters keep them clear of you, you can close the rift?”

Magnus nods, sharp and serious because this commander — Alec, perhaps Alexander — did take down another shadowhunter on Magnus' behalf.

“Protect the High Warlock of Brooklyn at every cost.” Alexander says, turning to his teams. There is a heavy emphasis on Magnus’ title and two of his gathered seven teams break off to surround Magnus.

They don’t hesitate, putting their backs to Magnus like it’s a natural occurrence, to have a furious and magically explosive warlock at their backs.

“I’ve wasted quite a bit of magical power.” Magnus admits, and his voice is cold because it’s a weakness he doesn’t want to share. But passing out unconscious in a group of admittedly, not-yet-terrible shadowhunters is not something Magnus wants to risk.

It’s unspoken that Magnus wasted that power because he was protecting himself from the demons and shadowhunters, while also still helping the shadowhunters.

Instead of being able to focus on the rift.

“Mirai.” Alexander is ordering and a woman with tight curls and sharp brown eyes steps away from the circle around Magnus. “We’ll switch positions. I’ll direct from the rear—“ he turns to Magnhs and steps closer, his hand held out. “You can take what you need, just leave me alert enough to direct my people. They’re competent enough to protect us until the rift is closed.”

There was a hint of threat in his tone and the shadowhunter he called Mirai is saying something into her earpiece.

“Of course sir, I’ll keep everyone in line. If we fall, you’ll fall last.” And Mirai gives a perfunctory nod and then takes off to create a larger and more secure perimeter.

It’s the first time Magnus has been able to catch his breath since he portaled in and he takes a moment to just inhale and exhale.

A flask is being pressed to his hands and Magnus is about to use magic to check it for poison when it’s taken back and he watches as Alexander unscrews it and sips, several deep gulps and Magnus can see the shine of water against his lips.

Magnus is suddenly a man dying of thirst.

He takes the flask when it’s passed over this time and doesn’t have to use any magic, just drinks the surprisingly cool water and feels it soothe his throat.

He finishes it and when he hands it back, he watches Alexander screw the lid back on and toss it to one of his hunters.

Alec holds out a large, calloused hand and Magnus takes it.

It’s dusty and dry and Magnus never wants to let go.

“Let me fall if I start to waver.” Alexander tells him as he stands next to Magnus, covering his back and side as best he can. “I won’t get a concussion with ground this soft and my hunters won’t break the perimeter to ease my muscles. Better to concentrate on the rift and any stragglers.”

Magnus laughs, a sharp bold thing that breaks across the screams of demons and the swears of shadowhunters.

“I’d have to let you go, for you to fall.” Magnus quips as he tightens his grip on Alexander's hand. And Magnus smiles, a soft thing that’s not fit for a battlefield but that spreads softly across his mouth. “And I don’t think I’m inclined to that.”

[destinygoldenstar]

Disventure Camp Character Impressions *Compilation* (Part 7)

<< Part 6

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"Wow. You're faster than I thought."

"I mostly skimmed it. Don't act like you don't do it too when you find a book boring."

Imagine if there were sharks here like in the Total Drama one.

"This is the only time in my life I will gladly commit child murder."

I DID give Miriam slay pass, so you know, she's just using it.

"Of course. It'd be easier to beat a little girl like you than Miriam in the finale."

"TCH. THANKS DUDE. THAT REALLY MAKES ME FEEL GOOD ABOUT MYSELF."

Fiore, you're worse than an old lady, how does that feel?

"Ellie, you have to stop winning these challenges."

"Uh... thanks, I'll just throw I guess."

"Before we go to the final challenge, we asked the last three campers to tell us about their experience at camp!"

Fiore "I killed people in VR. That was the best experience of my life."

Ellie "I psychologically destroyed a man, and I don't regret it one bit."

Miriam "...yeah, it was nice."

"Would I have preferred Alec to be here instead of Ellie or Miriam? Eh."

Do you care about him or not?

I think she DOES care, but she's also so caught up in her own ego that she acts like she doesn't. That's how last elimination happened.

🎵"He had it coming, he had it coming, he only had himself to blame, if you'd have been there, if you'd have seen it, I betcha you would've one the same"🎵

It's an all women finale, what can I say?

"I have a few tricks up my sleeve."

"I have the slay pass from Golden! And I'm gonna use it!"

Imagine if she does use it. It'll be my fault.

I guess that's one way to act in a depression episode.

"Ima go down a coffee and overstuff it with cream so I have the energy to CRY MY EYES OUT 24/7. WHAAAAAAAAAA, NO ONE LOVES MEEEEEEEE..." (Jake)

"Jake maybe don't drink that much, you're shaking." (Alec)

"I WAS GETTING KINDA USED TO BEING SOMEONE YOU LOOOOOVVVEEEDDD..." (Jake)

(Why do I enjoy doing my whiny Jake impression?)

"Can someone knock him out? I'm getting concerned." (Alec)

XD

GRETT is the ONLY Fiore supporter?

That's so funny to me.

Though that IS one that makes sense.

"Yeah, you shot me in the face to get immunity, which was MESSED UP. But you also helped me figure out some things, and I have to acknowledge you for that."

Respect. Respect.

"What?! You assholes! Not even you Alec?"

"Um, you DUMPED ME. ARE YOU SURPRISED?!"

XD

THE FACE.

"YOU DARE COMPLIMENT ME?!?! OH THAT DOES IT!!! YOU WILL NEVER HEAR FROM ME AGAIN SIR!!!!"

Tom hates Jake so much now. It's so sad.

"She's not getting a penny."

XD

"GOLDEN, I CAN HEAR YOU, AND I CONSTANTLY DISOBEY YOU. You proud of yourself for making Grett broke now?"

"A lot has happened since you left..."

"Ever since you left, I worked WITH the people who stabbed you in the back to destroy my friend's relationship! And I gave him death threats!"

"Oh... is that the Ellie I know...?"

"Tom, can you go get the keys for both of them?"

Why? Why help her?

Imagine Tom saying he can't swim either XD

"I missed the swimming part of spy school. So uh... yeah I think we're all screwed."

"Well Tom, how are things with Jake?"

"What do you think? I hate him now! He fell for someone gaslighting him! That's completely his fault!"

Fiore joins Jake at the coffee shop of depression XD

"Aren't you a little young for coffee?" (Jake)

"MOVE OVER AND GIVE ME YOUR CREAM!" (Fiore)

*sirens*

Oh no XD

"TOM, YOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR ATTEMPTED CHILD MURDER"

"Well they really took their time, didn't they?"

I bet Tom is the kind of guy to say "COPS SUCK. OMG THEY'RE SO IMPOSSIBLE."

I feel like Tom would be the bad cop, as we've established XD

"See, EVERYTHING is legal for me! I can get a kid in a car crash and kill a man A-Okay! BECAUSE I'M A COP!!"

And just flash his badge everywhere.

"Will you still talk to me?"

Imagine if he said NO.

"Nah, fuck you. Bye. Gonna go live it up in the cop world now!"

[forensicated]

03x04 - Missing Presumed Dead

TW: Sexual assault

Uniform perform door-to-door on an estate in the pouring rain after gunshots were fired. AMIP (Area Major Investigation Pool) are involved but Roy doesn't see why as all they have is 2 bullets in a wall and some blood but not a body. The AMIP officer thinks it's gang warfare and that CID are hiding something from him. Roy promises to keep him informed if anything arises and, the AMIP officer agrees to leave it to Sun Hill - for now.

The residents all have the same story - no one heard or saw anything. Even those who overlook the exact area where the shooting happened claim to have seen nothing. There is no evidence that links anyone to either being the victim or any suspect. Forensics are trying to get what they can but the driving rain makes it very difficult. Forensics tell Roy that preliminary evidence suggests the shot came from a slow-moving vehicle 'somewhere over there' and he guesses 3 people were involved.

Filling up with petrol, Bob hears a call that a dark Ford Cortina was seen driving away. It's an anonymous tip-off that may or may not be linked, there's no evidence either way. He hears tires squeal as a dark car drives by him so he follows it. Bob calls for assistance to help him and the patrol cars speed off the estate but reports that he lost the car soon after. In the dark Bob ends up hitting a pedestrian in dark clothing who was out walking her dog and who came out of nowhere.

Forensics think the man who was shot was dragged into the car. A woman on the estate invites the officers inside. Yorkie runs over to Roy to tell him they think they have a witness. Ted doesn't understand why they'd take the body of whoever they shot. Roy suggests they'd have an idea of who did it if they knew the victim. A journalist asks Roy for some info. If he runs a freephone number in the paper for people to call with information, Roy will give him an unofficial exclusive interview the next day. When Ted says he wouldn't trust the press as far as he could chuck them, Roy says that with a potential gangland murder on their patch, they have to take what help they can get.

Bob helps the old lady who is slumped in the middle of the road. Her dog is ok and walks off. Mike reports the accident to Roy and that uniform have stopped the dark car and found it was two youths on their way to a party and they are not linked to the shooting.

During the door-to-door, Nick and Taffy find a flat housing exotic animals, including an owl flying free. The resident has been 'borrowing' them from an exotic wildlife park and other places. In the bath there's a crocodile and her baby!

Jim gets a cafe to open so he can ask the owner questions about the shooting. The owner tells him he's lived in the area for 50 years and that it's steadily getting worse. "It was never like this when the twins were about!". Jim describes the man and the peaked cap in the description rings a bell with the owner. "He was very tanned, looked like he'd just come back off his holidays." He was about 40, 6ft 2 or 3 and he had 2 sausage sandwiches and savored them like he hadn't had them for a long time. He looked like he was waiting for someone.

Reg checks local hospitals for reports of anyone with gunshot wounds. They've not had anyone arrive or dumped outside so Alec asks him to try hospitals further away.

Brian arrives at the scene of Bob's accident and is antagonistic from the start. Bob calmly tells him he was traveling at 30mph because visibility was bad and the woman appeared from nowhere. Roy arrives and tells Dashers to stay in the car because 'somethings are not for your ears'. Brian says there are complications and snaps that he wants to know if Bob was in pursuit of the other vehicle or not. "It's a simple enough answer!" Roy shouts at Brian to leave it out and he tells him to shut up because it's nothing to do with him. "Of course it's something to do with me when one of my colleagues is in trouble!" Brian tells him to go and focus on his shooting and Roy snaps back that when the shout goes up everyone piles in to help because they're a team. CAD asks Mike to inform Roy that Ted is on his way back with a witness. "One of these days I'll have you, Kite," Roy growls, adding "Look after yourself, Bob." With Roy walking off, Kite warns Bob; "This brings disrepute on the force through dangerous or careless driving on your part. You won't find me as sympathetic as your colleague! I'll take you all the way!" There's no 'if' in there. He clearly thinks Bob was being careless and is to blame. There is nothing to like in this man!

Roy asks Alec if there's anything he should know and Alec tells him that the Chief Inspector of Area Traffic is going to investigate Bob's accident.

Bob has hold of the letters the pedestrian was out to post and says he better post them for her. The Chief Inspector tells him she's a widow with seemingly no other family and has to suspend Bob from driving police vehicles. Bob is desperate to get to the hospital to see how the victim is but the CI wants to talk to him first. He explains that Brian alleges Bob was in pursuit after calling for backup to assist. Panda's are not pursuit vehicles and if that is correct, despite Bob's protestations, that could be it for him.

At the station, the witness from the estate is taken to speak to Roy. Her boyfriend, Eric [A guest starring Andrew Paul who later returns in series 5 to become Dave Quinnan] doesn't want her to speak to the police because they have to continue living on the estate.

She tells Roy that her boyfriend was putting the kettle on for a cup of tea. She looked out the living room window and saw a Cortina pull up outside. The man on the pavement went towards the car and then suddenly he fell down with his hand on his chest. She pulled away from the window because she was scared and called for Eric. Eric looked outside and there was nothing there. When she looked out beside him seconds later it was empty like nothing had happened.

At the hospital, a nurse tells Bob that the elderly woman went in for an emergency operation but asks him to speak to reception for more. Bob stands outside the operating theatre, waiting for more information about the victim. She's eventually wheeled out but is clearly very poorly.

Roy has a funny feeling that something is being hidden in the shooting case and requests Alec to call everyone in for a briefing. A large number of officers are dealing with the animals found in the flat so uniform help is a little limited at the moment. Jim reports that a cafe owner, reported a man in the checkered cap that was found at the scene was in the cafe earlier and he's got a good description.

The

RSPCA Inspector tells Tom that the animals have been well looked after and have been stolen from pet shops and wildlife parks all over the city. "It's quite easy to do if you put your mind to it."

At the station briefing, Viv is filling in for missing uniform officers (aka: spotted a chance for overtime) despite not being on the original investigation. Forensics think that with the amount of blood at the scene there's very little chance the victim is still alive. The Royal Free is the only hospital that had a gunshot wound victim but it's nothing to do with their inquiry. June asks for news on Bob and Roy tells her he's still at the hospital as far as he's aware. There's a partial fingerprint in blood of the victim on the pavement but it's unlikely to be able to identify anyone given the location of the print. Roy asks Jim, Ted and Dashers to discreetly inquire at local pubs to see if the landlords have heard anything or recognise any descriptions. He reminds Ted it's work and not a pub crawl excuse.

June heads over to the hospital to support Bob. He wants her to take his statement sooner rather than later and wants to hang around to know how the old lady is. The nurse doesn't seem overly optimistic and suggests Bob go home. June tells him the statement can wait till tomorrow and also tells him to go home. She says she'll come and see how the lady is in the morning and ring him to tell him but Bob insists he's staying until midnight and will fill out his statement whilst he's there and that June should go home.

Ted asks three late-night stragglers to leave a pub after closing hours when the landlord reports that they won't leave during his attempt at asking questions about the shooting. They don't take overly kindly to it and assault him, forcing him face-first onto the pool table.

Bob is confronted by the nephew of the lady he knocked down. He shouts at Bob that he's slack and tries to get the nurse to throw him out. Bob gathers his hat and statement and leaves.

Ted refuses an ambulance or the police, he just asks the landlord to take him to hospital. "And if you mention this to anybody I'll bring the world down on your ears." Sadly from how Ted was forced over, the sheer amount of blood on the back of his trousers and his inability to sit down, it appears that Ted might have been brutally sexually assaulted with a pool cue or bottle. He books in under a false name 'Mr Jones' and slips over onto his backside when the chair he leans on moves, shouting out in pain.

Bob returns to the hospital the next morning to find that the lady had passed away in the middle of the night.

Roy and Jim are the first officers in CID the next morning with both believing Ted would have drinking each pub he called in dry. Mike is at the site of a burnt-out Ford Cortina on waste ground. The plates were removed before it was gutted and forensics are unlikely to be gathered.

The clothing van has arrived at Sun Hill to allow those who need it to obtain new items of uniform. Yorkie is struggling to find a pair of trousers that will fit him. "You must have lost weight." "You have been doing the post-natal exercises haven't you!?" Taffy teases him.

Ted slowly makes it into the office with a blow-up ring to sit on, telling Mike and Roy that his 'farmers' [piles] are playing up. The way Dashers asks if he's alright is so gentle. He is about to slowly lower himself onto his seat when Roy takes his arm and asks him if he wants to go home instead. He even passes Ted the inflatable ring so he doesn't have to bend down to pick it up.

Our little CID family are adorable! ❤

Jim searches through the cafe's rubbish for the paper discarded by their victim. The owner comes out clutching it and hands it over. Jim updates Roy who arranges for him to be collected to take the paper to SO3 (forensics) and for Mike to sort a photofit line up.

The two estate residents return to CID for Roy to tell him they've remembered something. Just before the victim was shot someone was walking away from him. She didn't see them talking but it was obvious that they had been. She couldn't see his face clearly but he was middle-aged with white hair. Mike arranges for a man to sit with her and build a photofit of the suspect.

June attends the hospital and sees the bed of the RTA victim is now empty and is told she has passed. She returns to her car and spots Bob walking aimlessly nearby.

Ted sits outside the pub he was attacked in, waiting for his attackers to return. Beside him on the passenger seat is a crowbar...

The Chief Inspector from Traffic attends Sun Hill to tell Brian that the victim has passed away. He has gathered enough evidence from the scene and witnesses to prove Bob was not driving carelessly or dangerously. Brian mutters that it's a good job for Bob and the Chief Inspector doesn't buy a word of it. He points out it was Brian who alleged that Bob was driving poorly rather than the victim or any witnesses. "My concern is for the good reputation of the force." The Chief Inspector calls his bluff, knowing he would be just as down on Bob if he'd sat back and done nothing. Brian tries to say that it looks like a whitewash to Mrs Martin's family but the Chief Inspector tells him he has spoken to her neighbour who says it isn't the first time that her dog has pulled her into the road and caused an accident.

June tells Bob not to blame himself and that it was an accident. "It's the risk you take being a policeman," she says softly. "You've told me that often enough. And you were right. If it wasn't for you, Bob Cryer, I'd have left the job ages ago." Bob wonders what kind of woman she was and that he never got to tell her he was sorry.

Reg contacts Roy to tell him that a woman has arrived at the Front Desk with information about the shooting. He arranges for her to be brought up to his office. The woman asks to see and feel the hat as she's a psychic. She brings in 'references' and assigns Tom Penny - with a smirk - to be the officer to look after her.

Ted spots the three men who attacked him coming out of the pub and he gets out with the crowbar in hand. Uniform are called to an alley to 'deal with a disturbance'. Jim takes the call before any uniform - other than the extra who is driving him to take the newspaper to be fingerprinted - can. Ted has pinned one man down and is wrestling a second away. The second runs off when he spots Jim and Ted raises the bar Jim grabs Ted from behind. Ted freaks, sending Jim flying. The man escapes and Ted turns on Jim. Jim holds his hands up with Ted coming to his senses but spitting out a warning. "Don't you ever....! I'll never forgive you for this, Carver."

Jim reports back to the station that the alley was all quiet on arrival and that he didn't see anything. Ted is in the back of the car with his eyes closed. When Jim returns, Roy asks how long it takes to take the paper to SO3 but he says he was delayed by taking Ted home. A thumbprint is found on the paper. The victim is called Brian Corrigan.

The psychic is 'feeling' her way around some wasteground with Taffy and Yorkie tasked to 'help' by digging holes to locate 'evidence'. So far all they've found is an old bike wheel.

Roy goes to speak to Corrigan's ex. Corrigan has been living in Spain where he escaped to after grassing on fellow villains. The ex genuinely believes he still is and that she and their daughter are only now starting to recover, 5 years on. Roy has to tell her that he has returned and was murdered. There's only one thing he'd return for and that is Susan, their daughter. The ex tells Roy that Gerry Noakes, Corrigan's cousin, rang and wanted to take Susan out for the day but she refused to let her go. Roy rings Sun Hill and orders the photofit to be checked against Reg's file on Noakes. If it matches - which it does - arrest him immediately.

Roy and the ex have history. She claims that if she talked she'd end up like Brian and asks what is more important to Roy, solving the crime or her life? "Just this once. For old times sake." She tilts her head. "How many times have you said that to me?"The man he should talk to is called Harry Stobbs. They lean in and are about to kiss before she pulls away and asks him to leave her alone.

Noakes was kicked out of the address Reg had on file 3 weeks previously. Thankfully the person who lives there now had a forwarding address but it's not good news. His things are there but he is not. He was seen the night before with a suitcase heading towards Heathrow.

Bob is called to see Brownlow. Brownlow knows it's been difficult for him since Kite arrived. "...He does have an abrasive manner." Charles says diplomatically. "That's what we're calling it, is it?" Charles continues that the men like and respect him, as does he, and he suggests that Bob go for Inspector. "Would we still be having this cosy little conversation if I had been found responsible for the accident?" he asks, before saying he's staying at the rank he is.

Roy goes in to see Stobbs at his office. He reminds Stobbs of when they first met - a charity dinner for the Police Dependent's Fund. They auctioned off an autographed Spurs football and he was very generous in what he paid. Stobbs asks what Roy really wants and Roy gets to the point. He thinks Stobbs got Noakes to set Corrigan up to be shot under the pretense of seeing his daughter. Stobbs claims he doesn't know Noakes. "When an East End boy makes good, there's a lot of talkative people in the shadows..." Roy warns him.

Brian Kite spots Bob in the canteen and goes to sit with him. He says how sorry he is to hear that the victim of the RTA has passed but that he has heard Bob has been cleared. Bob nods and reminds him that he tried to break him and almost succeeded. Brian is left staring at the table as Bob walks off, returning to his work as Custody Officer.

Stobbs tells Roy that he was blamed by Corrigan for 4 counts of robbery that he didn't commit and he's entitled to feel bitter about it. "You paid off a lot of people..." Roy points out. "I'm a great believer in British Justice," Stobbs says before telling him that Corrigan put away a lot of innocent people who have an axe to grind and that the world revolves on rumours. "For example... who assaulted your Detective Sergeant last night? I could probably find out..." "Don't you play the Godfather with me!" Roy growls. He is adamant that CID will have arrested Noakes by now and he'll be on the way to the nick." Stobbs simply smiles. "As you say, I'm a very busy man..." Roy warns Stobbs that he is the law in Sun Hill and walks out. As he logs back on the air, he receives a message from Dashers via CAD to tell him 'Our bird has flown via Heathrow'.

The next morning Ted returns to the station and apologises to Jim for how he spoke to him the day before, "Mum's the word, right?" He says before Bob tells him there's been another shooting at a warehouse. Mike, Jim and Ted head to the warehouse with Roy arriving soon after. The victims have all been strung up and kneecapped. Jim pointedly says he has seen them 'somewhere before' when Roy asks if they know who they are. Dashers wonders if it's the beginning of gang warfare and Roy shakes his head, "It's a message for me." he sighs, walking over to Ted. "You know who they are, don't you? Why didn't you tell me about last night?" Roy asks. Ted sighs. "I was embarrassed. If they'd done it anywhere else I wouldn't have minded but having a glass up your jacksy like that. It's humiliating." "Not half as humiliating as being told about it by a villain like Stobbs and then receiving a demonstration of who the real law is on the manner." Roy tells him, walking off and leaving Jim watching after him and Ted.

[thewholecrew]

@headstrongblake said: ❛ who in the fuck authorized this?  ❜ / nick & nate/kass when she comes aboard? HVH

kassy blinked at the question, body stiff as she kept her hands tucked into her baggy sweater, dark eyes first studying the man who seemed displeased, to say the least, that she would be joining their little band of misfits. that's what they appeared to be anyways. maybe not if it was just the three men, all reminding her far too much of sebastian dressed in their gear, but with the girl... she didn't look like she quite fit. nate frowned at the question, "oh c'mon nick, who do you think?" kassy's gaze went from this nick over to the man she had spoken to after nate, the one she assumed ran this group, bellamy. she had heard nate speak of looking for a mutant girl and if shield had any information, turned out the girl was bellamy's sister. while shield didn't seem helpful, kassy had, luckily.

alec had been taken too. with the state his flowershop had been left in she had assumed something similar happened to him too, and with the video she'd gotten a friend to get her, it was clear he had been pulled out of the wreckage and loaded into a van. what a coincidence that the other body in the back of that truck was supposedly bellamy's sister, something he had pointed out when she showed him. they had the same goal to save someone they cared about and with kassy's connections maybe they'd find them quicker, before they'd be burtally murdered by whoever took them. "her friend was taken by the same people who took octavia, we now have a legitimate lead," bellamy piped up and the blonde girl's eyes widened, "what?" nate nodded, "it's true, there's surveillance footage of both octavia and her friend, ah,---" he paused, forgetting the boys name, "alec," kassy filled in blandly.

"right, alec," nate gave her an apologetic glance that she ignored and trinity's brows furrowed, "what? let me see it, it's really octavia? is she okay--?" bellamy glared at her and she stopped, biting her lip. kassy scoffed, "if by okay you mean knocked out cold in the back of a van..." she muttered and trinity flinched, doe eyes growing wide. "oh... then do we know what van it is? what are we doing just standing around? welcome to the group, lets go," she urged, giving kassy a small, friendly smile that wasn't returned. bellamy grit his teeth, "enough, we're already looking. and i authorized this nick, get over it," he muttered.

kassy nearly rolled her eyes, glancing at nate who smiled sheepishly at her, "friendly group you've got here," she muttered sarcastically to which nate responded, "aha, everyone's just a little tense at the moment, bell and trin really want to find octavia..." he began only for kassy to raise a brow, "and you and sasquatch over there don't?" he shook his head, "no we--no, no i mean yes we do, just with her being bellamy's sister and trinity's girlfriend..." he trailed off with a shrug and kass gave a small nod.

"this alec guy your boyfriend?" "no, just a close friend..." "ah, well, we'll find him along with octavia, right guys?"

bellamy had already left the room to check his laptop to see if anything had come up about the van, the license plate, the brand, any other cam footage of it that could help, and trinity simply leaned against the wall with her arms crossed over her chest, "of course," trin said with a determined nod before all eyes went to nick.

[carelessflower]

PART 3:

TW// Murder, and mention of abuse

Magnus knocked, as they waited, a fewclicks were heard and the door opened, revealing a sleepy Johnathan.

"Magnus its midnight." Johnathan said, as he motioned them to come inside. Another man, who stood there, yawned, and went to the bedroom.

"Boyfriend?" Ragnor questioned.

"Yeah."

"What do you know about the cops who were working on the case against my dad."

Johnathan sighed, and rubbed his eyes.

"I cant tell you that."

"What can you tell me?"

"They dropped the investigation, four of our members disappeared, wintesses either didnt remeber their statements or changrd their story, cctv images gone. Everything they worked for just went to trash."

"Who was in charge?"

"I cant tell you that."

"Fuck! Johnathan." Magnus cursed,

"Look all I can tell you is that we had a new boss come in, I cant tell you the previous bosses names, but I can tell you, you know one of them."

"Stop being crytic you asshole." Ragnor said.

"Has your dad spoken to you?"

Magnus chuckled.

"I cant tell you that." Magnus said before leaving.

"Sorry!" Catarina appologised.

(THE MORNING)

Alec awoke to Max crying, he yawned, and stood up, and walked over to the cot and picked him up. He started to sooth him, as the sunlight started peaking in through the blinds, the orange hues across the skyline.

New York was beutiful in the morning, the peace and quite before the noises of people, and cars. He smiles at the memories of him and Magnus walking through central park in the winter, hands holding and together. Happy.

He looked down at Max, who was now calm.

"bapak" Max pointed out of the window.

"Soon baby..soon."

He was intrupted by his mother who was happy to see her grandson, as Max reached out to Maryse, wanting to be held.

"Go see Magnus, I'll feed him." Maryse said, as she was now speaking to Max, and went downstairs. Alec sighed, he took out a blue faded shirt and some jeans.

His sibilings were still asleep, and he said goodbye to his son, and his mom and headed out. Questions he needed answers to filling his head, as he walked towards the appartment.

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ASMODEUS HOUSE (MANHATTAN)

The basement was warm, the white floors clean, the white tiled walls made the room feel large and bright. A older man was tied to a chair. His left eye bruised, tired, hungry and thirsty, a few feet away from him, was a metal tray, filles with surgical instruments, covered in blood.

The door unlocked, and Asmodeus stepped in, smiling, and behind him was Magnus.

Magnus stood behind hia dad.

"Johan wordt wakker!" Asmodeus pulled his head up, a Johan was now alert, hissed in pain.

Johan eyes land on Magnus.

"Mer -"

"Its Magnus now."

Johan nodded.

"Okay! Magnus, here wants to ask a few questions, so you are going to listen and answer."

Johan nodded, as Asmodeus stepped back, and went to a cabinet.

"What was my mom like?"

"Sexy." Asmodeus repsoded, chuckling as Magnus rolled his eyes

"Your mom was beautiful, nice." Johan responded.

"Why wasnt she happy when she got married?"

"She has several miscarages, we tried, failed, so many times."

"What did you think of me." Johan snapped, eyes wide, and saliva dripping from his mouth,.

"You are a scum. Your grandparents didnt want you. je vermoordt je moeder. mijn vrouw. jij bastaard" (you killed your mother. my wife. you bastard) Johan spat.

"Im not the one you should be angry at you bitch." Magnus said crouching down. Smiling.

"je bent een ellendige oude man." (you are a miserable old man.) He spoke in dutch, the second language he learnt, from a monster.

He stood up, and spoke in his mother tounge.

"kuharap kau terbakar di neraka." (Hope you burn in hell.)

A loud bang echoed in the room, as Asmodues put the gun down, blood and pieces of skull fragments landed on Magnus's sparkled black pants. He looked up at his dad.

"He bored me. Get changed." Asmodeus said walking past Magnus.

Magnus ears were ringing from the shot, looking down he saw the blood pooling at his feet. He gagged, as he ran upstairs closing the door behind him.

"What was that? You didnt need to shoot him."

"Are you actaully defending the sicko. He hated you. He wanted you dead. You tried, so I did it." Asmodeus smiled, as he told two men to clean up downstairs. Magnus saw his father go upstairs.

(MAGNUS BANE APPARTMENT)

There was rappid knocks on the door, aa Raphael opened revealing Alec.

"I thought you had key."

"I lost it. Where is Magnus."

Chairman meowed, as the cat walked inbetween Alec legs. Chairman stretched, and went back to Magnus's bedroom.

"Magnus is out."

"Out? Its a lie in sunday, Magnus sleeps in."

"Well something happened. Come in, make yourself something to eat." Raphael said, sitting down, and eating a bowl of cornflakes.

Alec sat down, as he looked at the time.

09:47 AM

The time read.

The door opened, and in came Magnus.

"Your back, gotta go, Alec is here." Raphael said, putting his bowl in the sink, and walked out.

Magnus and Alec stared at each other in silence.

"Im sorry." Alec appologised.

"Same. Im sorry. I should have told you earlier."

"Sorry I walked out, I was angry, and confused. Are we safe?"

"I...I dont know Alexander. My dad is someone you dont want to mess with. He is a psychopath. Kills for fun, bad people dont mess with him."

"You told me you really didnt know your dad. Was that a lie?"

Magnus rubbed his eyes. He hasnt been able to sleep.

"He adopted me when I was ten. My mom..she commited suicide on my 5th birthday. I found her body."

"Im so sorry Magnus - ." Alec sat next to Magnus.

"Dont! let me finish."

"She didnt love me, my step-dad hated me, he abused me, punishments, blamed the devil. After my 8th birthday, he became really religious, and was talking to the people in ths village. One day, he took me to the river, and I fought, it was raining the night before. I threw mud in his eyes, and I pushed him, and he tripped over a log, and I killed him." Magnus felt the warmth of Alec's hands on top of his hands.

"I ran Alec. I ran so fast until a truck stopped, a guy said he could save me, take me to a safe place, he traffiked me to spain, where i was on the farm until there was a raid, I was taken to a foster home - it was a church type of thing. Jem Carstairs ran that home. He was the one who tracked my biological dad. He adopted me, at 10."

"Jem Carstairs is married to your cousin Tessa?" Alec questioned.

"Yes he married her a few yesrs later. So as I was saying my dad, Asmodeus, he took me over the world. He was a rich guy, he owned a few big law firms. He took me to his house in Manhattan. And i was fine. He retired early from the law firms and let another management in. I started noticing stuff when I was 13. You know people who was terrified of him. Me, Raphal, and Ragnor got in trouble with a local gang.. but then they appologised and left us alone. I look like him, just different body height, and skin colour. He owned a few clubs, like Sin City, Pandemonium, the hottest clubs, I was snooping and found a lot of money, I knew my dad was in deep. I just didnt know how deep."

Magnus stood up, and grabbed a glass of water.

"You said you killed someone? Was that your step dad."

He cant know - Magnus thought, he didnt trust his own mouth, so he nodded.

"Okay..you can stay at my parents place, Izzy and Jace may hate you at first, but I will tell them its fine. Max misses you."

"How about chairman?" Magnus chuckled, picking his cat up.

"He can come! Thank you Magnus. For trusting me."

Magnus smiles at him, as Alec started to pack.

His phone buzzed, as Magnus unlocked it.

A message from his dad:

**Are you free tonight? Remeber, I know where you live, I know where your friends live. All you need to do is listen and no one gets killed. Are you free? **

Magnus looked at the text over and over again, his finger above the block button. He froze, he looked at Alec, and smiles, he has a family. His friends. He wont let them get hurt.

Magnus typed a quick text **yes. wht time?** before switching his phone off and helping Alec pack his and Alec's and Max's stuff.

((PART 3 FINISHED - THIS STORY IS NOT GOING TO BE HAPPY. )

Asmodeus is more emotional abussive and Im trying my hard to get that. And I wanted both piece of show and book reference.

Part 4 may be happy.

:((( bebe magnus :(((( i want him to be happy

[brendan-block]

Sebastian Brett

Nicknames: Seb, The Brettalion

Age: 40

Height: 6'2"

Hair Colour: Blonde

Eye Colour: Blue

Nationality: British-American

Sexuality: Homosexual (closeted)

Occupation: Detective Inspector

Face Claim: Alessandro Preziosi (Body Double: Josh Holloway)

Voice: Dermot Magennis (Alessandro's official English dub actor)

Back when he was still a rookie officer, Sebastian Brett took it upon himself to look into Brendan Block and his past at the request of Miranda Cotton. This came after her numerous reports on the man's increasingly violent and abusive behaviour went unchecked by his superiors--even after Brendan was accused of murdering his ex-wife and Miranda's younger brother. At the time Brett was partnered with fellow officer and senior detective inspector Rob Pryor, whom Miranda initially went to for help. When Pryor learned that Brett was now investigating Brendan personally, he threatened him to stop poking around in his friend's private affairs. Brett subsequently became suspicious of his partner, and after a bit of snooping and later trailing Pryor outside of work, he learned that he was not only friends with Brendan, but was secretly being paid off to stalk his victims and keep his crimes hushed up. Brett personally saw to it that Pryor was removed from his position on the force, and later went on to aid in catching and arresting Brendan for Miranda's murder.

Brett has no idea that Miranda's death was faked in order to save herself from Brendan and get justice (of a sort) for her murdered loved ones. He is, however, aware of that fact that Brendan's freedom was purchased by a powerful crime syndicate, and he's been working ever since to send Brendan back to prison for the murders he actually committed.

Have a sample quote:

"As I'm sure you and all the other patrons here have been made well aware, Mister Block, an innocent young woman was brutally assaulted tonight and left for dead behind your establishment. The least you can do is act like you give a shit. Especially since, according to several witnesses, she was your date for the evening and you were the last one seen with her before the attack -- loudly arguing, in fact, over her rejection of your sexual advances. That really doesn't paint you in a good light, does it. Least of all when I consider our very colourful history together."

IMPORTANT NOTES: Brett is actually a canon character from Secret Smile whom I've basically decided to turn into an OC (of sorts? I suppose he's more accurately just "canon-divergent", but idk), with some inspiration taken from Leon Kennedy (Resident Evil) and Alec Hardy (Broadchurch).

[ace-of-gay]

Unexpected help

Word count: 1152 words

Entire series Warnings: ptsd, panic attacks, angst, mentions of murder, abuse, break ins, blood, knife, flashbacks, trauma, manipulation etc. Reader gets insulted.

Chapter warnings: police, mentions of not being safe, staying at someone else's house, emergency services, bruising, house is trashed from violence etc.

Im being 100% serious if any of this is a trigger for you in any way dont read it, the warning is there for a reason, you are responsible for your media consumption especially when theres a warning.

Edited to the best of my abilities

For any gender, and skincolor

written for reader who is over the age of 18 (not because of smut or anything but because its adults dating adults later on in the series)

Pt.1 series master.

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Tires screeching to a halt, kickstands set, Sam completely forgetting his key in the ignition, running off to where he can hear the shouting coming from, the ruckus of things being bashed against a wall, a slew of degrading, demeaning words spiraling around as though no one else is to exist in this moment, surely your ex could see the repercussions but alas its as though he’s in tunnel vision shrouded of red, caught red handed in this moment right here.

Sam had gotten from the shop to your apartment in less than ten minutes, having taken backroads, speeding well over the limit and blowing through a few stop signs; Sarah had told him about your past relationship with Alec after having to spend frequent nights with you to help with your ptsd and anxiety, he’d met you a few times and you seemed close to Sarah and her boys so when it came down to it a friend of his sisters is a friend of the family.

When he had met you he could see that just under the surface of your rose gold smile, framed of perfection was an agonizingly shaken mind, alert at all times but servicing the general public in ways you neglected to give yourself. No wonder Sarah loves you.

He couldn't imagine just how terrified of your ex you must be so when he’d gotten the call, getting to you was his only priority, misdemeanors can wait.

He didn't come alone; had the urgency not shown in his voice and his face Bucky and Steve would have thought it was just one of those moments where he had needed a break but it was far from that and they could see.

A look in his eyes only be explained when hydra came up in topic, this isn’t something he’s going to alone.

What you felt as seconds were in reality around five minutes, trembling, all your senses have clocked out for the count giving you the best possibility to not feel too much harm but when you realize the vibrations in the floor have stopped and all shadows threatening above you have disappeared you come back enough to open your eyes, in front of you lay Alec passed out cold on the ground, bloody and bruised.

Looking up in confusion to the doorway to find Sarah and Sam along with two other people you didn't know, one of them holding Alec down incase he wakes with the same savagery.

"Oh thank goodness you’re okay Hun, I’m so sorry for not answering your calls" she goes to rush forward to your side but you jolt back against the end of your bed, the blond man placing his hand on her shoulder stopping her.

He’s seen plenty of terrorized looks on peoples faces, and the one on yours was far beyond what he’s seen, it makes sense when Steve finally focuses in on the symbol upon the back of the vest on your unconscious attacker, mood edging with anguish he sees himself in you, he knows what hydra will put people through just to get what they want.

A few minutes of silence later and police finally show up, taking Alec into custody and getting everyone’s perspective, taking extra time and care to talk it over with you, documenting everything from start to finish that you can remember, with your permission they took pictures of property damages and physical bruises and lesions for evidence, asking if you need medical attention which you quickly declined and finally asked if you wanted to press charges which you agreed to immediately.

As you were being led out of your apartment to get a once-over by the medics your neighbor stepped out of her apartment, to check on you she watched as you all three men and Sarah plus a few police officers walk out and down to the parking lot.

It had been recommended that you stay somewhere else while damages like your front door get repaired or replaced.

Another fifteen minutes pass, getting your once-over and filling out a situation report yourself the police finally took Alec and left you to your own devices

"Can I take a moment and pack my overnight stuff alone?" The group agreed and you walked into your apartment grabbing the essentials, pajamas, spare clothes a hoodie, and your comfort item, taking in a moment to assess the damage and threat to your life he had left, stepping out past the officer who was going to stay around until maintenance fixed the main damages.

You had more than half your day left and there was no way you were going into town by yourself today so making a quick email, sending it to your boss and turning your phone completely off; you finally get back to the group where they're discussing arrangements.

"Its not safe for y/n at my place" Sarah states with urgency "Alec's friends know where I live, they've picked y/n up from my place in the past", "not to mention he’s part of hydra, they for sure wont hold back on y/n if they find out Alec is in prison so I’m gonna get me and the boys and go to my cousins"

Looking over at the two men who fair sympathy and kindness in their eyes, even than trusting a man is going to be difficult, as it has been for so long already it is far worse now, but there is nowhere to go but up from here, right, Sarah is there just a drive away if you need anything anyways.

Having dazed off you snap back to reality faced with the potential to accept their hand to their open home, nodding you pull the collar of your shirt, everything feels suffocating right now, Sarah knows them well and if she trusts them surely you can as well.

"Alright, well I’m Bucky and this is Steve if you have any questions for either of us don't be afraid to ask, we are an open book " both men smile, a gleam in Steve’s eyes, you can tell he has hope.

Sarah comes over while Sam gets on his bike to leave, "I’m just a call away, Steve and Bucky also have my number, you’re safe with us" she finally gets a chance to hug you for just a moment before turning "I’ve gotta go to work but please don’t worry about if your bothering anyone, I promise you could never be a bother" watching her walk away you turn to Steve and Bucky, "Sam is going to ride back to the shop and pickup the tow truck to pick up your car so we can get you new tires on it while Bucky drives back to the shop to open up for the day." Steve chimes giving Bucky a pat on the back, and sending him on his way following Sam.

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I cant tell if im delirious right now or not so i might just be tired

This is the last of the prewritten pards now i just have writing notes to start the next two chapters

[nectardaddy]

aftermath p.2 - higuruma hiromi

part one

cw: blood, death, homicide, manga spoilers (if you know who tf he is you're fine), language, talk of religious themes (being damned, righteousness, concept of hell)

notes: kinda hurt/comfort, established relationship, gender neutral, inspired by if I killed someone for you by alec benjamin

Crimson swirled down the drain and through the pipes just an hour ago - but you felt dirty all the same. Still felt unclean. Scrubbing at your palms and face until your skin felt scorched and dry, only stopping due to piercing eyes looking your way. Letting a small breath pass your lips, wet hands grabbed at the counter to hold yourself upright. Thinking that if you didn't, you would surely topple over. "I trust you," a determined tone leaving you that juxtaposed your position. "Just-" but your words fell short as you saw the man get up. Watching in the mirror in front of you as he rose from his seat to near you.

His dark hair was wet, small droplets of water still clinging onto loose ends as he had just recently showered. He looked eerily normal; like he always did when he spent the night. But his eyes were different, brown eyes tearing apart every thing he were to look at. He seemed, almost, frantic, pupils flicking to different spots in the room before returning to you. Like he was looking for something, or he had seen something he wanted to utterly ignore. You couldn't help but notice; however, the overwhelming emotion of desperation circling within them. He hid it well, holding himself so highly that, if you weren't close with him, you wouldn't be the wiser.

Your words abruptly stopped in your mouth and mind, hovering over 'just' before closing your mouth all together. He was slow to step over to you, methodically stepping as all he could do was meet your eyes in the mirror's reflection. The man you loved for ages, the lawyer, the murderer, the cold blooded killer - was it wrong to look at him differently now?

"Just?" He urged you to continue, shoving his hands into the pockets of the sweatpants he dawned. His suit long gone, disposing of it in a bag and into the dumpster as it was drenched in blood and other horrendous, gory, details. He waited until you were in the shower to dispose of his clothes, knowing that his image would haunt your brain

You couldn't bring yourself to face him fully, your resolve crumbling at your feet as you couldn't tear your eyes away from the mirror. "I don't know," you whispered uncertainly. Taking a sledgehammer to your mind and taking it down completely once he took another step towards you. "I don't know," you repeated, voice wavering as your vision blurred. Mourning the loss of your own love, even though he stood just behind you, a tear slipped down your cheek. One after another, until they spilled relentlessly; littering the sink counter with small droplets of hot tears. "I don't know what to do, Hiromi," you choked out. "You were my voice of reason."

You wanted nothing more than to yank yourself away as his arms wrapped around you, slinking them around your waist from behind. But you couldn't. You wouldn't. His hold was still warm, still inviting, still the same warmth he radiated before he had turned to wickedness. You hated yourself for leaning into it, loathed that your body reacted in such a way that you liked it. "I wouldn't think less of you if you called the police."

A simple statement, but one that left your mind reeling. A sentence leaving his lips so impactfully and low, it made you sick that you wanted to pity him. "I wanted to, at first," you mumbled between tears. Despite your morals bashing your brain, you continued to lean into his hold, fully engulfing yourself into him as you continued. "But you would leave."

"You want me to stay?" He posed, feeling his words by your ear as he rested his chin on your shoulder. How could a man who just committed such a treacherous crime be so nonchalant? Where was the man who only dreamed of justice and truth? Who would spend hours upon hours just to find something, anything, to strengthen a defense for whom he believed was innocent. Was this true justice to him: murder? He was willing to take not only one, but two lives all for the sake of his righteous believes. You were aware of his moxy and sheer hate towards the unjust system; but you never imagined he would become judge, jury, and executioner.

"I-" but your words fell short once more, biting back the phrases on the tip of your tongue you desperately wanted to utter. Tears slowed and you screwed your eyes shut, refusing to look at his reflection as you took a deep breath. "Would I be just as evil to let you stay?" You questioned through gritted teeth, eyes still closed as you rationed out your thoughts aloud. "Harboring a criminal-" you breathed, "you're supposed to uphold the law, not break it. Now you leave me with more questions than answers."

Swallowing hard, and pushing your fear to the back burner, you opened your eyes and stared at his reflection. Your brain seered the image of him covered in blood, in the moment you could only see him as such. "Did they deserve it, Higuruma?" The question leaving your lips easily as you questioned your very morals, was this all it took? If they truly deserved it, deserved to lose their very life at the hands of your lover, would that change anything? "You're damned now, so tell me, did they get what they deserved by killing them?"

Feeling your mind fray at the sight of him, you watched your morals slip from your fingers. Shifting and turning just as the gears in his mind did, pondering your question before letting out a breath. "They were crooked and selfish," he quipped. Lifting his head from your shoulder and straightening himself out, towering over you as if to make a proclamation. "When I see them in hell, I'll kill them again." It was as if a switch was flipped in your mind, taking your moral compass and turning it on its head as his statement hit you like a train.

You hadn't a rational thought in your brain anymore, offering your loyalty up to him so willingly it was almost frightening. Your body turned against him, not knowing what possessed you to finally face the monster head on. He let go easily, only to replace his hands once more when you finally met his eyes; pulling you towards him so you wouldn't disappear - it was far too late to change your tune. "Do you love me, still?" His question sounding more like a plea as his void features finally showed those of sorrow; although, it was more of a glimpse, tired eyes swimming as they bounced from feature to feature on you.

You couldn't help the feverish emotion that had an iron grip on you, swallowing you whole if you ever dared to fight it. The man, although a monster and mind completely snapped at the seams, was yours through and through. Was it wrong of you to still, after the life altering situation at hand, want to be by his side? Mind swimming with such silly thoughts, you asked yourself if you were starting to lose it to. "Until the end of my days," you replied. "I'll always love you."

[carlisles-girl]

OMG UR CAIUS FIC WAS SO GOOD COULD YOU DO SOMETHING AB ARO PLEASE

a/n: Thank you so much! I’m very excited to write for Aro, he’s one of my favourite characters, more so because of Michael Sheen’s performance. I put a slight reference to something in this, you might catch it if you know other projects Michael Sheen has been in, but you might not, and that’s alright. Hope you enjoy <3

another a/n: I did put one or two feminine terms in this work, such as ‘mia regina’ which is ‘my queen’ in Italian, so do skip over it or replace it with something else if you’d like. I love writing this type of material in the middle of my classes, it adds so much adrenaline to not get caught.

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Aro Volturi With A Human Mate

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Instead of being angry and frustrated like Caius, Aro was more excited.

Like as if he was getting ready for a big party.

A human for a mate was inevitable for some vampires, of course, but Aro didn’t expect to be included in the some.

He was excited since it was rare for such high profile vampires to socialize with humans.

Aro often gushed to his brothers, excited to meet you, but also for them to meet you.

He wanted to host a ball for your welcome.

But Marcus noted that it would probably be slightly frightening for you to be in a room full of vampires.

Most of the vampires would look at you as if you were some sort of a snack.

Because it Marcus’ comment, Aro assumed it would be a greater choice to send an invitation to a tour of the castle.

Free of cost, of course.

When you had received the invitation, you were beyond excited.

An invitation to a tour of an ancient castle with endless legends, for free?

Absolutely.

The tour was the next day, so of course you were slightly nervous.

When the tour commenced, a very pretty woman named Heidi lead the tour group.

She began to speak of secrets of the castle, as well as secret corridors and legends.

Some things a normal tour guide would most likely have no idea about.

Heidi then looked in your direction, and smiled brightly at you.

“It’s very lovely here. I’m sure you’ll love it.”

Just when she had finished her sentence, she opened the doors where there were three men sitting in thrones, and what seemed to be 4 guards.

The man who sat in the middle, greeted everyone and began speaking greatly of the castle.

He had only stopped when he motioned for your tour guide, Heidi, to come forward.

She did as told, and held her hand out towards him.

You would have thought it was to greet him, but it seemed like he was concentrated, or zoned out.

“Magnifico! I will get Demetri to escort them.” (Translation: “Magnificent! I will get Demetri to escort them.”

A man who you assumed was Demetri, walked in your direction.

“Come with me, all will be alright, rest assured. However, do not look behind you.”

You went with him, doing as he said, but immediately turned around when the rest of the tour began screaming.

“What the hell was that?!”

Demetri just grabbed your wrist and brought you upstairs.

“Just stay in here, I’ve been instructed to keep you under my eye. Aro will explain everything to you.”

“Aro?”

“The man who sat in the middle throne.”

You nodded, and decided to sit on one of the window seats.

You wanted to ask Demetri as many questions as you wanted to, but you didn’t want to bother him, or disrupt him from his job.

When the door had opened and Demetri bid his farewells, you had turned around and saw Aro.

“You must be Y/n, correct?”

“Yeah, and you’re Aro?”

“I am, I assume you have a good amount of questions?”

You nodded, and Aro moved swiftly but smoothly towards the opposite side of the window seat.

“May I?”

“Of course.”

He sat opposite to you, and smiled slightly at you.

“There’s no need to be afraid of me, or the others. You’re the most safe you could ever be in the castle. I promise you, I will keep you safe.”

“May I ask why the rest of the tourists were screaming when I left?”

“I sense that that question should be answered later, appropriately.”

You were slightly frightened as to what the final answer would be, it could be anything.

Perhaps there was a reenactment of the past after you had been escorted, one of the tourists got pushed and the rest screamed since one of them fell, or the worst:

They were murdered.

“I feel like I already know what happened.”

“I sense that you do know, too. I will tell you everything in a moment. But for now, would you care to lend me your hand?”

You trusted Aro, though you were positive your ancestors were screaming from above or below not to trust him.

You held your hand out in front of him, and before he held your hand in his own, he asked for permission or something else.

“I want you to think of the happiest memory you have stored in your mind, I will describe it to you. I will not see anything else besides the things you want to show me, unless I have your permission.”

You thought of a memory, and then placed your hand in Aro’s palm.

He covered the back of your hand with the palm of his other hand, then he began telling you small details of your chosen memories you had even forgotten about.

When he was finished, he brought his head up from looking down, and smiled at your face of bewilderment.

“That is so cool! Is that like your superhero power?”

Aro smiled widely at your interest in his gift, and began explaining what his was.

“I have a gift, it’s called tactile telepathy. I can read everyone’s thoughts and memories with a single touch. The others in this coven have multiple different gifts, they help keep us safe.”

“So you’re all like superheroes?”

“Vampires, darling.”

After that, Aro enjoyed seeing your memories whenever you two were apart for some sort of time.

Especially say you were having a difficult time attempting to explain something to him, he would hold your hand and immediately understand what you were trying to say.

“I understand you, cara mia. I always will.”

And he was right, he understands you in every way possible.

Aro memorized your body language on how you react to different things, as well as your facial expressions.

When you’re uncomfortable with something, he will do absolutely everything in his power to make you comfortable.

Aro will burn down the entire world for you.

When it’s time for you to go to sleep, you best believe that Aro set up the most lavish and comfortable room for you.

The best and most comfortable bed, of course.

You lay down on his chest, and he brushes the hair out of your face, admiring your tired eyes looking back at him.

“Would you like for me to read to you, dearest?”

You nodded your head, and Aro would get up from wherever he was seated, swiftly retrieve a book, lay back down next to you, and begin reading.

He loved having you hold his hand while he read, it lets him see what you’re imagining the scene that he’s reading to you.

And when you fell asleep while he was reading, he would be so very content.

You curled up next to him, sound asleep on his chest.

Aro adored seeing what you were dreaming.

He loved how humans brains worked while they were sleeping, keeping your mind entertained with multiple little scenarios.

When you woke up, however, Aro would prefer to have you describe your dreams, if you remembered them.

He loved to learn more about humans, especially in the modern age.

And you loved to learn more about vampires, especially in the ancient times.

Aro would often tell you stories of each coven he encountered, his old family and friends, and his past human life.

As much as he wants you to be changed into a vampire like the rest, he can’t help but smile whenever you got slightly nervous around him, stuttering over your words, and hiding your face with your hands out of embarrassment.

He pays attention to little details about you.

Especially your eyes.

Even the shade of your eyes stops him from changing you. Your eyes wouldn’t be as unique anymore, they’d be the same red as everyone else’s.

“You have the most magnificent shade of colour in your eyes, mia regina. I simply cannot get enough of them.”

Being absolute best friends with Demetri.

But wherever Demetri was, Felix wasn’t too far behind.

You three are like a troublemaker trio, always causing trouble and pulling pranks on different members of the guard.

Never Jane or Alec, though. Unless it was a scheduled board game night or something along the lines.

Which Alec loved to take away different players senses, allowing him to cheat in the games you’d play.

He doesn’t do it all the time, though.

Marcus was a lot more welcoming towards you, perhaps more than anyone else.

Whenever Aro couldn’t, he’d show you different areas of the castle you hadn’t seen yet, and would give you wonderful pieces of advice along the way.

“Remember to stay true to yourself, never let anyone think for you.”

Aro will spoil you insanely.

If you mention a specific piece of clothing even once, you better expect that when you wake up the next morning, Aro has an elegantly wrapped package placed at the foot of your bed with a note written in fine handwriting.

“Mia amato, I have seen you speak of this article of fabric, and I have gone out of my way to make sure you have every little thing you admire. I need you to be the happiest you can possibly be. Please accept my gift, and meet me by the gardens by noon. I’ll see you then. Cordialmente, Aro.”

You two have annual walks throughout the garden, usually during golden hour. The sun still above, but setting at the same time, making it seem like Aro was made of a trillion Tiffany Yellow Diamonds.

He loved finding a flower that suited your mood for the day, and putting it behind your ear.

“My beautiful.”

You two often walked either arm in arm, or hand in hand, but sometimes you would hold him closer with your arm wrapped around his waist, your head leaning on his side or shoulder.

Often times, when the moon is visible, you would slow dance together, looking at each other with smiles on your faces, just appreciating each other’s presence.

Usually, Aro would come back into the castle around 2 in the morning, carrying your sleeping self up to your shared room, after you had fallen asleep on his shoulder while sitting in the garden.

The rest of the kings and guards would be predominantly more happy than from before you had arrived.

You had given Aro something to look forward to after trials and mountains of work, something he didn’t have for hundreds of years.

Though, Caius was still slightly jealous of you.

You had practically stolen one, if the not the most, needed member of the vampire world. Aro was nearly as focused on you than he was on trials and legislature.

He’d warm up to you eventually.

At least, you hoped.

Speaking of trials, you wanted to sit in and watch the trials, to see what it was about, and how it worked.

You knew the most of it, of course, Aro had already told you. But you wanted to see it live.

Aro was quick to say no, he didn’t want you to get hurt, or worse, killed.

He understood what would happen to him if his mate was killed, Marcus was the example. He couldn’t even bear the thought of you not being by his side.

Though, you owning the key to his heart, convinced him to let you watch, letting both Jane and Alec stay on either side of you, protecting you if anything were to go wrong.

You would usually sit on Aro’s lap, and then the throne when he had to see what was truly going on by using his gift.

Jane usually stood on the left of the throne, and Alec on the right.

Mainly since Caius sat on the throne in the left, and Jane loved to torture the criminals.

He loved the front seat view.

Constant look backs of reassurance to make sure that you’re alright.

Nearly always having your hand in his.

Forehead kisses.

Constantly bringing the back of your hand up to his lips.

Getting the absolute best care in the world, health wise especially.

When Aro proposed, it was in the bedroom the both of you share, and he was reading some poetry to you.

All was going swell, and then he got to one page.

“I can write no stately poem

As a prelude to my lay;

From a poet to a poem

I would dare to say.

For if of these fallen petals

One to you seem fair

Love will waft it till it settles

On your hair.

And when wind and winter harden

All the loveless land.

It will whisper of the garden,

You will understand.”

At the end, you were leaned up closer to him, looking at him in awe.

He closed the book, and placed it aside gracefully, before leaning slightly closer to you. Placing his hands overs yours.

“Do you remember who wrote that, cara mia?”

“I do. That’s Oscar Wilde, right?”

“That’s right. There’s so much I want to say to you, especially in this particular moment, but I don’t think there’s enough words to express my love and affection towards you. I’ve known you for a little while, and I can feel the bond between us, and I know you can feel it, too. The universe has guided us together, and I am so very thankful for every second we have spent together, and I’m even more thankful for the rest of eternity we have. However, I am the most thankful of the fact that I have the most gorgeous human as a mate. I love you so much, anima mia. Will you do me the best thing that could ever happen to me in my thousands of years, and marry me?”

You said yes, obviously, who wouldn’t?

You leaned over to press your lips against his, as he held one side of your face with one hand, and the other hand slid a ring on your ring finger.

While Aro wanted an extremely lavish wedding, with all the diamonds in the world, you wanted something more of a homely essence.

So you compromised, and had a bit of both.

Aro invited nearly every vampire to the wedding, wanting to show you off in every way he could.

The Denali’s, Cullens, Irish coven, everyone was invited.

Except for the Romanian coven, Vladimir and Stefan. Not trusting them to be in your presence.

The wedding was held in the garden, the arch where Aro stood had your favourite flowers intertwining around it, with diamonds pressed in the centre of each individual flower.

Demetri walked you down the isle, smiling proudly when he handed you over to Aro.

Proud that his leader had finally found true love, and that one of his best friends is finally where they need to be.

After the official wedding ceremony, the rest of the night and day were spent smiling and showing off each other to the guests.

When the night ended, it was finally time for you to be changed to a vampire.

Aro sat by the bed were sitting on, making sure that you were absolutely ready to be converted to a vampire for the rest of eternity.

“Are you ready, my darling?”

You nodded your head, and Aro took one final look into your coloured eyes, attempting to remember every small detail of them.

Aro then moved your hair away from your neck, before placing his lips over where he would finally bite down and turn you immortal.

“Just say when, and I’ll see you after.”

[ecle-c-tic]

okokok!!!!!!! I got so excited when I saw how detailed your answer was, I felt the need to respond with a bunch too bc <3. Books!!!!!

Your taste is fantastic and amazing (like you :)))) )

I also LOVED Good Omens, it's so well written! If you didn't know, it'd be so hard to tell it's two authors. 10/10 love it (Anathema <3)

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I also adored Dorian Gray. I always think Wilde is hilarious but I also enjoyed how deep this novel went (in comparison to something like the importance of being earnest)

I actually just read LWW this winter! It enjoyed it and I didn't know there were more in the same universe! I'll add them to my TBR! Honestly though, Jesus Lion made me laugh out loud when he was resurrected, my man put that symbolism behind a piece of glass.

LOVE THE HOBBIT 10000/10. It's so funny that you mentioned this because I've been listening to the audiobook as a bedtime story every night (Libby has a sleep timer and it's the best thing ever). The sons of Durin shoulda lived, and I would fist fight the professor over it.

Orwell is a whole different type of unhinged and I love him. I haven't got around to 1984 (yet) but I loved Animal Farm. It's clear enough to get the point across but still has so much depth, insight, and (dark) humour. I had to read some of his Spanish Civil War stuff in high school and i remember enjoying it (but it feels like 10000 years ago so I can't actually say that much)

I hate to say it, but I've never read Poe! I think I should rectify that soon!

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Clockwork Orange and Flowers are on my tbr, but hearing good things from someone with impeccable taste might have bumped them to the top! I will keep you posted when I read them! My dad was also just talking about Flowers, so I think I'll have to tackle that one first. I've never heard of 9 Billion names but It's been added, too!

I haven't read a ton of poetry beyond stuff for school like Shakespeare and a smattering of Canadians but I loved all of the Langston Hughes poetry I read.

NO APOLOGIES, I LOVE THIS - IT'S SO AWESOME AHHH THANK YOU <3

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I'm fighting my way through Dune right now. I half love it and am super interested in the politics and world but also half FUCKING HELL FRANK STOP TELLING ME WHATS GOING TO HAPPEN and wait, what does that word mean again? I also made the mistake of googling a character to see what he looked like (the Baron) and got a huge spolier on the first page of google so >;( rookie mistake.

I'm going to stick it out but Princess Irulan is my least favourite character and she's not even in it yet.

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I've also heard some great things about Rebecca, but it looks a little freaky and I'm a big scaredy cat.

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Now the hard part, narrowing down which books to talk about lol.

I don't know if I have a favourite genre, but storygraph says I like fantasy, Sci-fi, classics, contemporary, literary, LGBTQIA+, Historical, Mystery, Romance and Magic Realism. hahah.

I really loved the Island of Missing Trees by Elif Shafak. It's about the war in Cyprus, but with a bit of Magic Realism. It's tragic and beautiful with heartfelt characters. I couldn't put it down and I still think about it every few days. Also super fun, one of the characters is a tree!!!!!!

I will also read anything Sarah Moss writes even if it's totally freaky and fucked up (I'm looking at you Ghost Wall). Summerwater is my favourite though, it's almost like a bunch of short stories but intertwined into one. For instance, a woman is jogging and she passes an old man but in the next section, an old man judges the crazy runner jogging past his window at 6am. I love the style of her writing.

The last thing I read was the entire LOTR series and the appendices. They are perfect and amazing. I'm also deep into the Witcher universe.

Rapid fire faves; North and South, Maurice (and Alec by William di Canzio 10000/10), Graham Norton's books are (surprisingly) excellent, THURSDAY MURDER CLUB sooo good, Panenka, Scarborough, Washington Black, Maus, Emma, Pride and Prejudice, Fredrick Backman has some good reads but his style takes some getting used to.

I noted that you said you enjoy Greek myth, how do you feel about the new retelling style? (like song of Achilles, Galatea, Elektra, etc.) I think you might also like Piranesi, it was a wild ride but soooo good!

I'm deep into booktube so I get a lot of my reccs from there but I will try anything! <3

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I'm sorry that was so chaotic and long, I kept thinking of other things to add and got a little excited!

I hope you're having a rockin' night :)

This was so fun <3

👀👀👀👀 you like to read! What's been your favourite read recently (or your all-time) i love book recs hehe 💛💛💛💛

I do!!! I love talking about books I'll happily rec some of my favourites!

So I love older literature, mythology (mostly Greek!), and also 60s-90s science fiction and things like that :)

HOWEVER, one of my most favourite books of all times is definitely Good Omens! It's absolutely FANTASTIC and I could not recommend it more.

Moving on, we have:

The Picture of Dorian Gray. I could go ON and ON about that novel, it's so incredible and the way language is used for exposition and expression is just so amazing!!!

The entirety of the Narnia series. Most people only know The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, but having read the whole series, I think people are really missing out! My mum read the series to me and my sibling as bedtime stories when I was about 8-9ish (I think), and even then I thought all the allusions to things like religion and the way the stories connected to the time they were written in was super cool.

The Hobbit, which I know you've probably read! Just wanted to say it again since I love that book lol. Coincidentally, also something that was read to me as a bedtime story! I read it again afterwards, and it's definitely one of my favourites.

Animal Farm. Oh my god, that book. The way it's written to be a social commentary, and does that so incredibly well is just, oh. It's so good. Honestly I would recommend that everybody reads this novel, the important messages mixed in with the metaphors are just captivating!

Several works of Edgar Allen Poe- classics :) I'm a huge fan of his short stories!

Okay now for more sci-fi stuff!

Okay lol maybe this isn't sci-fi, but A Clockwork Orange is something I would highly suggest you read if you haven't. The subject matter definitely gets heavy in parts, but it's still really relevant and important.

Flowers for Algernon!!! This is one of the first sci-fi books I ever read. My dad said my sibling should be able read it, so out of spite I read the whole thing lmao BUT I adored it!!! There's a shorter version and a lengthened one, read the shorter one. It's written in the form of journal entries, and that really helps to show the progress and development of the main character, and I'm rambling now, but it's so so so good

9 Billion Names of God! It's quite short so I'm not going to say anything else too spoilery about it but AHHH this book

There's also a lot of poetry I'm a big fan of, but that's for a separate time :)

And, apologies for this incredibly long answer 😂

Alright that's all I have for now! I hope you have fun with whatever you're reading at the moment- what are some books you like? Next, I'm planning on reading Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier. I watched the (1940) film a while ago, and it was just excellent, so I'm reading the novel next. Have an amazing day Rao!!

[such-a-bitchh]

The arcana characters as songs headnacon!

Okay, so i was planning it for some time! Let's tart with the one I'm SURE about:

~~Lucio~~

1. Outrunning Karma-Alec Benjamin

The words fits SO good

"Outrunning karma, that boy

He's such a charmer, all the

Bugs and their larva follow

Him out to Colorado"

For this part it's the "bugs and their larva follow him to Colorado" for Lucio, it's about the plague beetles that follows him to Vesuvia

"Ten-dozen hearts in a bag

Their bodies lyin', he'll drag

Them down to Colorado

A modern desperado"

The "Ten-dozen hearts in a bag"is like the hearts Lucio needed to collect for the Courtiers.

"He's never gonna make it, all the

Poor people he's forsaken, karma

Is always gonna chase him for his lies"

This part is tricky, but for me it's more about how Jæger and Morga follow him everywhere he goes, to chase him down for murder of his father. It CAN be about how plague follows him, but the Morga part just fots a little bit better for me.

"It's just a game of waiting from the

Church steeple down to Satan karma

There's really no escape until he dies"

This part with Satan, is more like with the Devil how he made a deal with him, which ended with him "dying" in the end.

"And he'll brace for battle in the night

He'll fight because he knows he cannot hide"

Here, it's about how in his route he was fighting his fate, and the fact that he lied the whole time

Also overall the vibe if the song fits him. It literally feels like it was made for him (it was not, but still, fits pretty well)

That's all for the Outrunning Karma

2. You'll be back- sang by Jonathan Groff from Hamilton the Musical

Do I really need to say anything? Not only the lyrics HIT hard, but the voice too. Like????? Omg, so perfect. It sounds just like he's singing, here have some lyrics:

"You say

The price of my love's not a price that you're willing to pay

You cry

In your tea, which you hurl in the sea when you see me go by

Why so sad?

Remember, we made an arrangement when you went away

Now, you're making me mad

Remember, despite our estrangement, I'm your man

You'll be back, soon, you'll see

You'll remember you belong to me

You'll be back, time will tell

You'll remember that I served you well

Oceans rise, empires fall

We have seen each other through it all

And when push comes to shove

I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love!

[...]

You say our love is draining, and you can't go on

You'll be the one complainin' when I am gone

And no, don't change the subject

'Cause you're my favorite subject

My sweet, submissive subject

My loyal, royal subject

Forever and ever and ever and ever and ever"

Also, the way he says "everybody" made me realise i have issues.

♡Nadia♡

2. Cleopatra- Efendi

Okay... so hear me out, this song's not only GOOD but it fits Nadia so well and i just... omg I'm so gay for her.

"Cleopatra was a queen like me

Just like me, yeah, just like me

Straight or gay or in between"

This part's just funny, okay, but it ACCIDENTALLY fits the fact that's Nadia's bisexual-

"Betrayed by a lover

So hard to recover"

Okay so... LUCIO. Like- he made deals without telling her and shit, and later on just betrayed her trust so... yeah

"There was no intervention

I was lost, falling out with myself

I was so filled with tension

Getting mad was my cry for help"

This part just... hurts. It's about how Nadia had so much things on her shoulders after being left alone as a Countness, and the whole stress she was left with :(

"Now I'm back with a vengeance

I found my inner voice again

And it speaks to my soul loud and clear"

This is about how Nadia found us, the Mc and started being peaceful again, you know, headaches stopping, and being loved again, rulling freely again.

"Part Goddess, part temptress"

So... umm 👀 Nadia's a totall Goddess okay-

2. Wildest Dreams- Taylor Swift

So... this one hurts a little bit, it's mostly about her relationship with Lucio, and how it all went to waste. It's canon that she DID love him at the beggining, and that's sad... I'm sad :((

Here's some lyrics:

"He said, "Let's get out of this town

Drive out of the city, away from the crowds

I thought heaven can't help me now

Nothing lasts forever, but this is gonna take me down"

Nothing lasts forever. Well... :((

"He's so tall and handsome as hell

He's so bad but he does it so well

I can see the end as it begins"

The description? 100% Lucio.

"You'll see me in hindsight

Tangled up with you all night

Burnin' it down

Someday when you leave me

I bet these memories

Follow you around

You'll see me in hindsight

Tangled up with you all night

Burnin' it down

Someday when you leave me

I bet these memories

Follow you around

Say you'll remember me standing in a nice dress

Staring at the sunset, babe

Red lips and rosy cheeks

Say you'll see me again

Even if it's just pretend"

×Julian×

(I'm so sorry he's blue, I used red on Lucio 😭)

1. Goner- Twenty One Pilots

Hehe, so... sad? Maybe... A little bit. Yes... Alot

"I'm a goner, somebody catch my breath

I wanna be known by you"

This one's confusing, but it's about how Jules a goner, for our love, and how he'll do anything for us to remember the times when you were together before your death.

"Though I'm weak and beaten down

I'll slip away into the sound

The ghost of you is close to me

I'm inside out, you're underneath"

This is how because of guilt, and dedication to us Julian would do anything, even is he's beaten down, he'll remember that he need's to protect the apprentice.

"I need your help to take him out"

Okay so... Lucio. Like to take Lucio out, maybe. That just kinda fit there idk why lol.

"Don't let me be gone

Don't let me be gone

Don't let me be gone"

I'm so sad. It's how he tried to survive being hanged just to help Vesuvia, and even If he didn't say anything he wanted for us to be there for him, help him or simply... stay.

2. 505- Arctic Monkeys

Uhhh. Kinky as fuck, that's why it's here. Sorry, for real now- the 505 may represent the time when we were alive for the first time. He would do anything to go back to the way it was, not ot feel so guilty.

Here's some lyrics:

"I'm going back to 505

If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive

In my imagination, you're waitin' lyin' on your side

With your hands between your thighs

Stop and wait a sec

When you look at me like that, my darlin', what did you expect?

I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck

Or I did last time I checked

Not shy of a spark

The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark

Frightened by the bite, though it's no harsher than the bark

The middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start"

But then... there's this part. And I'm literally crying now.

"But I crumble completely when you cry

It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye

I'm always just about to go and spoil a surprise

Take my hands off of your eyes too soon"

•Muriel•

1. Superstar- MARINA

Okay. GOD. It the lyrics fit so GOOD. Like I was listening to this song all the time when I was doing his route. So... perfect... and sad. Hehe, as always. Also Marina's underrated, a literall QUEEN, droping bop's after bop's.

"Before I met you, I pushed them all away

Soon as I kissed you, I wanted you to stay"

This one's pretty obvious. It's about how Muriel was distancing himself from everyone, untill YOU came. He started trusting you, cause you trusted him.

"What I like about you is you know who you are

What you like about me is I know what I'm not"

The "I know what I'm not" is kinda tricky. It's just about Muriel not being sure who is he now? Is it Scourge of the South? Or just Muriel? But for you? Your past didn' matter cause you don't remember it, you were just... you.

"I love the way we worked so hard

Yeah, we've come so far"

This is about how at the end of his route, you bith did so much together, you both came so far, you changed him, and he's thankful.

"When I'm afraid, when the world's gone dark

Come and save my day, you're my superstar"

This one's about how we were always there to make him feel better, protect him from himself.

"You never judge me for any of my fears

Never turn your back, always keep my body near"

Okay I want to cry. This also fits so PERFECTLY, that is fucking hurts

"We'll stick together

Make it through the storm

You and I"

This represents how you did everything, and came so far together, nothing is impossible for you two <3

2. Lend me your voice English ver- Belle

Okay but this is perfect. Like sooo much. Also Belle was so beutifull one of my fav films, you need to watch it, the vocals, story, everything! In this ong every single lyric fits Muriel so I'll just talk about the saddest ones hehe.

"It’s easy to push me away from you

Easy to say you want be left on your own"

This part's about at the beggining of Muriel's route he was so closed off and distant pushing everyone away. But still, Mc stayed.

"Anger kept fear and the sadness you feel

Under the surface for so long

Locked that room, you keep it inside "

This is about how Muriel was guilty of his emotions so he wanted to just lock them away.

"Words you try so hard to forget, they’ll break through the silence"

The past he's trying to bury, but at the same time, he want's to feel what he did.

"Let me see the past you regret deep down below

Show it all"

This one's is second the saddest quote in the song I think. This is about how we're trying to reach out and comfort Muriel and for him not to be so shy about his past.

"It’s not so hard living all by yourself

It isn’t hard, yes I know that’s what you’ll say

It’s what you have told yourself over and

Over again in darkness"

This just hits hard. Muriel was always trying ti shut out his emotions, to be alone cause he was svared of hurting anyone. But he did not realise that he was hurting himself.

"But you know, I just want you as you are

Just the you that I see right before me"

This one's about how we are always trying to show Muriel that his past doesen't define who he is now.

"Let me feel the beat of your heart, the secret you bury

Lend me your voice

Anything you want to say, I’ll be right here, I’ll listen so tell me

Open the door

Let me come and sit by the fire, just let me come close to your heart"

More coming in the future...

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Big thanks to @imdoingathingmom​ and @bbibbisan​ for doing a sensitivity read! 

* This could be worse, you remind yourself as you feed your deer

* Much, much worse

* “How much am I supposed to give them?” The tall, ebony colored man says from beside you, his bright red eyes seem to glow under the pale moonlight

* “Um.. for that one, you can feed it as much kale as you want, but be careful James, he’s kinda insatiable. He’ll eat your clothes if you give him the chance”

* James nods, tearing the kale in careful ribbons.

* He smiles when the deer eats right out of his palm.

* You’re not going to lie, you were 100% surprised when the blond turned out to be Laurent and the black guy was James

* You were even more surprised when he asked if he could help you feed your animals

* You watch him smile as he gives the deer a gentle pat, feeding it more kale

* Yeah, you’re having a hard time believing the teddy bear in front of you is some psychopath tracker

* The story went that while you and Edward were out, the coven decided to play some baseball up in the mountains, and the sound caught their attention as they were passing through

* Apparently this was a fast friends situation, because Carlisle and Laurent have been reminiscing about their geezer pre-colonialism days

* You look to the house, you can see Edward’s inside from the window, his eyes meet yours and he gives you a small smile

* Well that seems hopeful

* “I used to take animals before I turned” James’s deep voice calls you back to the situation at hand

* “Oh were you a farm hand?” You’re peeling an orange, which Henrietta the third is already licking at impatiently

* “Um, not quite, I was a slave”

* You stop peeling the orange

* James tells you his story- he was a third generation slave, fathered from the master, his mother passed away shortly after his birth

* “I was lucky- in a sense, the master -my father- he was a superstitious man, and my mother- she had a reputation”

* His mother was a slave in name only, was what he told you. She was more of a mistress or a concubine.

* “At least that’s what they said, Though I’m not sure how much of that is true, I’m fairly certain she didn’t enjoy being with him. She was just trying to survive”

* His mother had been ostracized, even amongst others like them, but not because of her social position in the household

* “They thought she was a witch,” he admitted. “Bad things happened to people who wronged her, and good things happened to those who helped her”

* That sounds like Alec and Jane

* “When she was on her death bed, she laid a “curse” on the owner of the plantation, that if I wasn’t taken care of she would haunt him and bring misfortune on the entire family for several generations”

* And so, James became the unfavorable third son of the Pickett family.

* “I had many opportunities from her sacrifice, I learned to read and write, but I was more or less shunned from the house- both by my family and by the other slaves”

* It was lonely, almost painful.

* “But there was one thing, a ray of light-“ his eyes flit towards the window, and you follow his gaze to the red haired woman in the green chair

* “Victoria, she was my eldest brothers fiancé”

* The youngest daughter of the wealthiest man in town, from the outside she was a blossoming socialite

* The most beautiful girl in town

* But behind closed doors...

* Victoria was the product of an affair, a mistresses child, reluctantly brought into the household when her mother passed

* “She had big dreams, she loved to read, she yearned to study, to educate herself, to use her mind”

* And so, two lost souls found each other

* “Our family would never have allowed it. So we decided to run away together” he smiles, but it’s bitter.

* They claimed he had abducted her, perhaps to save face, and sent slave catchers to find them.

* “I’m not quite sure what happened-I remember being shot and telling Victoria to go in without me- all I ever wanted was for her to be happy.”

* This is heartbreaking

* “When I woke up, Laurent was there, and my throat burned”

* So Laurent had been with them for all that time, he was their creator

* “Afterwards the three of us worked in ‘the underground railroad’ helping slaves to the north where they could be free”

* “I’m thankful to him, for saving us, we wouldn’t have been able to be in a world where we could be together if it weren’t for him-“

* “But you wonder what the trade off is” you finish and he nods

* No longer human

* Purpose only lasts so long in this life, after all human life only has meaning because you know one day it will end

* “I found a penchant for tracking, it turns out what they said about my mother might have held some truth”

* James calls it “extreme luck”, there’s no other word for his gift.

* If he’s looking for something - or someone- it’ll inevitably find him through pure luck. Like the world bends to his will

* But it only works with finding things

* “These days we work as bounty hunters, and we only feed from people beyond redemption”

* Murder and rapists it sounds like

* “I didn’t know there was another way”

* “That’s understandable, I didn’t know either until I met Carlisle” he looks at you with kind eyes, and so with a deep breath you tell him your story

* About the Volturi, your parents, Alec and Jane-

* “I think you would like them, they’re a little off putting at first, but they warm up pretty fast”

* “Like cats” he says

* “Like cats” you agree

* You tell him about meeting Carlisle, how he saved you,

* how Eleazer gave you a home and a family,

* and about Edward, who gave you a chance to live

* Not just to survive, but to truly live

* “We’re not so different you and I” James says with a smile, and you mirror his expression

* “No we aren’t”

* Though of course you wouldn’t compare the relatively privileged life you had to his

* But the loneliness you both experienced is not all that different

* The tie that binds you all

* And then you do something you’ve never done before

* “You know, I don’t belong to this coven, not really” it’s the first time you’ve admitted it to anyone

* “Oh?”

* “My coven is in Denali, they have a permanent settlement there, and they follow the er... same alternative lifestyle”

* He laughs

* “I’m sure they would love two or three more, we’ve got like thirteen spare rooms in that house”

* You still remember the antiquated scooby Doo mansion-esque hallways filled with armor and swords

* He looks at you for a long time, but it doesn’t make you uncomfortable

* “I won’t follow another leader”

* You nod, that’s understandable.

* Laurent created them, and it seems he’s happy with their current lifestyle, they won’t betray him

* “Not unless it’s you”

* ........

* What?!?!

* “M-me?” You sputter, your orange peel filled hand clutching your chest

* “Why would you want to follow me? I’m only nineteen years old- I don’t even have a high school degree yet!”

* He laughs at your panicked expression

* “You know that doesn’t matter to our kind,” his eyes twinkle as he looks at you.

* “Call it witchcraft if you like, but you’re going to accomplish great things, I can feel it deep in my bones”

* Garrett had said the same thing, but the way James says it-

* You really believe it.

* He doesn’t want anything from you you, not a kiss or a date-

* He just wants to be your friend, to be apart of your vision

* Whatever it may be

* “Here’s my card-“

* He holds out his business card to you, unlike Garett’s it’s a cheap cardboard white with his profession and number on the front

* “If you ever find yourself in need of someone to help with your animals, let me know”

* You nod, taking his card in your hands

* “Um there’s one more thing I could use your help with-“

* He points to the large window, right at Alice

* “I know that girl but she doesn’t seem to know me.”

* “Well how does that work”

* He tells you how many years ago, a woman was looking for her sister.

* “It was a bit of a Cinderella story”

* The woman’s father had remarried quickly after his wife’s death, and the step mother had sent his children away. The younger sibling, his client, was lucky and was sent to a relative.

* But the older, who had suspected something amiss had happened to her mother, was sent to a mental asylum

* “You know me, I find things, it’s my gift.”

* But when he found the girl, she was no longer human. Already turned.

* “I tried to approach her, but she didn’t seem to remember anything”

* “Alice doesn’t have any of her memories from before she turned, she woke up in the woods all alone”

* The only thing guiding her were her visions.

* James nods solemnly

* “Should I...should I tell her?”

* You look to Alice.

* She’s smiling at something Victoria said.

* How many nights has she spent wondering who she really was, feeling so happy she had a family and a partner, but wondering if she left someone behind

* How would she feel when she found out?

* “I think you should tell her.”

* If it was you, even if it hurt, you would want to know

* James nods

* “Okay”

* You walk inside together, and immediately look to Edward

* Your own personal vampire lie detector

* “He did lie about one thing-“ Edward tells you once James pulls Alice aside.

* Was he actually tracking Alice to hunt her?

* Your heart drops at the thought

* “His mother didn’t die from natural causes, she committed suicide because she knew it would secure his future” Edward tells you with a somber expression.

* “He just didn’t want you to feel bad”

* You smile and nod.

* What a strong person, you can’t even imagine

* Edward pulls you into his arms, placing a soft kiss in your hair

* You feel bitter sweet about the whole thing

* Especially as you watch them leave in the morning, right before you’re going to head off to school

* Jasper is holding Alice who seems vulnerable, but relieved

* They’re leaving so soon, you didn’t even get a chance to get to talk to Victoria or Laurent

* You watch James stand next to Victoria, they’re talking to Carlisle.

* They’re not even touching, but you can feel the intimacy radiate off of them

* You wonder if maybe you and Edward might get to be that close one day

* James meets your gaze and smiles

* “I’ll see you around sometime leader!” He calls out, earning confused looks from your coven and his

* You smile back and give him a nod

* You’re still not sure what your future holds

* But you know you wouldn’t have gotten this far if it weren’t for the kindness of others

* You want to make them proud

* And then in a gust of wind, he’s gone

* They all are

* “See, I didn’t commit murder or anything, I told you things were different” Edward says with a teasing smile

* You roll your eyes and lightly shove him while he just laughs

* He’s right though, that was different

* “Enough flirting kids, you’re going to be late for school, and I really don’t want to deal with that dick in the front office acting all high and mighty because they think I can’t control my children” Esme yells

* School?

* Oh sh*t you didn’t do your homework

* “Edward-“

* “I’ll drive and tell you the answers on the way there” he says catching the keys you toss to him

* “It’s the-“

* “The Trig homework, I know. It’s your worst subject”

* Well you do struggle with trig quite a bit

* “Though to be fair you’re pretty terrible at all of them”

* He barks laughing when you shove him before getting into the car through the passenger side

* Carlisle and Esme watch you from the doorstep

* “They’re so good together-“ Esme starts

* “I know, I never thought our Edward would look at anyone like that”

* Carlisle and Esme exchange a look

* Before you came around-

* Well it wasn’t bad, but he certainly didn’t look like that.

* And he never smiled like that either

* Immortality had hardened him, made him into a man

* But with you-

* Well, with you he looks just like a boy

* A boy in love for the first time

* “I wonder what kind of children they might have had” Esme wonders with a small grin

* Him, with his ability to read minds, and you with that positively monstrous power of yours

* Any number of possibilities is possible

* “Best not to think of such things” Carlisle murmurs

* Though you two may be together for eternity, with the endless options, you’ll never have that.

* Esme nods

* “I’m late to get to the hospital, surgery this morning” he mumbles kissing her on the cheek before walking to the car

* She watches him go, his sleek white Volvo disappearing down the road before looking up to the sky

* “What a shame, I would have liked a cute grandchild or two running around” she mumbles to herself before turning to go inside

* “Entertaining always leaves me exhausted, guess I’ll give my employees the day off”

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[onetimetwotimesthreetimess]

*knocks on your door, walks in and sits down on your table*

I READ YOUR FIC! FINALLY!

(might have taken time off work for this - but worth it!)

I HAVE THOUGHTS. BUCKLE UP, BUTTERCUP.

The way Max loves Chairman is the softest shit ever.

“His husband believed that hard work and love could fix everything in the world” - I am love him, your honour.

Alec wearing penguin sweaters and swearing while cooking with an apron on? Peak dad content.

“Max knew he was too cute for the world, and he never forgot to exploit that little piece of information.” - AS HE SHOULD.

Alec being sad because Rafe stopped calling him daddy 🥺

“If your daddy and I ever got divorced then I am keeping Rafael with me and you are going with daddy.” 👀

“Little shits. All of them.” - FACTS ONLY

“Whenever he would see Magnus looking tired due to exhausting his magic, he would quietly bring a nail paint for Magnus and apply it on his nails. And then he would turn to Rafael so that his brother could fix his bad nail work.” - I LOVE HIM SO MUCH.

Okay but I didn’t read like the intro or whatever (cause it’s you - and I will always read what you write) so I am shooketh to find out this fic has Camilla - OKAY LET’S GO THEN.

“But this was Camille. Nobody had cared enough to ask.” - Aney this made me sad tho :(

HOW DARE YOU QUOTE TESSA RANDOMLY?

"Magnus Bane does not owe the Institute anything. He will not be forced to talk to anyone if he does not want to." Clary added sternly. - Only bitch ever I respected.

Magnus: *cries* Me: Aight time to kill some people

“Do you even care about that demon child or is this another attempt of yours to keep an immortal by your side.” - When I say I am about to throw hands 🤬

“It is. It’s okay if you don’t want to talk to me about this. Or if you feel more comfortable talking with Cat or Ragnor or Tessa or anyone else.” - THIS GROWTH IS SO SEXY

Alec bribing Magnus with cuddling? This man is a criminal mastermind.

Lmao Izzy being annoyed that Rafe has a crush on the babysitter skdfnskdfns.

OMG LB FAM ANGST HIT ME FROM NOWHERE WHY YOU RUINING HIDE AND SEEK FOR ME BRO????

“Shinyun. Asmodeus. Camille. And then Asmodeus again. And then Shinyun again. And now Camille. I feel like I keep on going in circles.” - Not to condone murder but they wouldn’t keep coming back if y’all just…ya know...

“This is it, he will save me. I’m not lost anymore.” - I AM EMOTIONS 😭

I loved this. And Camille coming back and Malec actually addressing this gap in canon is just such a good idea.

THANK YOU. ILY 🥰

You not knowing the context of this fic and still reading it is the only thing I care about ILY. 🥺😭🥺

Every time I read about a villain, I think of that Tessa quote idk why. also if your elder sibling didn’t pretend to play smth with you while they wanted to watch tv then you are lying SIR-

I was actually v anxious about this fic because Magnus is one angsty bitch and I wanted to do justice to the character but also didn’t want unnecessary drama skskssk. THANK YOU SO MUCH. ILY MORE. 🧡🌻🌸💚

Magnus: gives 100 chances to villains

MB when they come back and act all villainy-y again:

[ofpineapplesanddawns]

how'd you feel about writing vardy and lucian teaming up and encountering other vampires/whatever's responsible for the murders? 🤔 when they're just at the brink of becoming friendly with each other but aren't quite there yet? would love to read some good classic fighting action, especially lucian seeing the vampire-y side of hardy for the first time!! because hardy might hate being what he is, but thag doesn't mean he's not good at it, does it?

Weeeeelllll...

I am always up for writing action scenes! :D And this is a good excuse to give Hardy a vampire face, not just his cute little bat one, but those weird in-between faces you see in movies (I may or may not have been watching vampire movies lately).

It's vampires that they're dealing with, btw, not sure what kind, but they sure are a bag of dicks, killing for fun, wrecking a church just to stir up trouble, eventually shooting Hardy because he took the bullet for Lucian...

Warning: blood, violence, vampires, the author gets to play with vampire cliches again because they can

On with the fic!

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It was a note, that's what they had found on Lucian's hotel room door.

A place to meet, and a time. And for Lucian to come alone, but he wasn't going to do that, no, he asked Alec to come along with him.

"This is a trap." Alec commented, his hands deep in his coat pockets as they walked along the cliffs, heading for the location. They could make out figures in the dark, in the light of the nearly full moon.

It wasn't enough for full power if Lucian had to change form, but it was still enough that he was just a bit stronger than normal.

"I know, but we could be able to take advantage. Six bodies, Alec. This needs to end."

"I know." Alec growled, not at Lucian, but at the killer, or killers.

They came to the stop of the cliff, and found two figures there. One was clearly unconscious, bound and held in the arms of a taller, well-dressed man. The scent coming from him was obvious, a vampire, and it seemed that Alec picked up on that.

The vampire sneered at them. "I told you to come alone." He said to Lucian.

"I am not going to be coming out here alone, I'm not as stupid as you think I am meant to be. Besides, he's involved in this since you decided to start killing in his jurisdiction."

This made the vampire smile. "Oh? Ahh, this is the man in charge of the case, is it not?"

"DI Hardy." Alec said, his teeth clenched. "And if you want to leave with your life, or whatever it is your have, then you best drop that woman and leave my town."

"Or what? You're going to send me to court?" The vampire sniffed. Then sniffed again. "Well, that's interesting. What, you don't want others in your territory, tasting your meals?"

Alec's fangs were showing now. "I am not like you freaks, I don't see these people as meals. I see them as people I protect, my job comes before my condition!"

"Condition, he calls it." The vampire chuckled. "Really now, you know what you are, yet it's so clear you avoid the truth, don't you? How pathetic. Just embrace it, here, I'll even share this lovely lady with you. She's a bit feisty, put up a fight before I knocked her out."

He tilted her face up, and Lucian's eyes widened. That was the owner of the hotel, Becca Fisher! "You release her, she's done nothing to you!"

"And neither did the other snacks, we just pick at random, and this human just happened to catch my eye. I figured she'd make good bait, as she is from where you're staying, Lucian. Did you even notice she was gone?"

He... hadn't, actually. He had rushed out of the hotel with the note to show Alec, Lucian hadn't had time to notice anything else.

"Let go of her, right now." Alec snapped, his fists at his side, clenched so tightly that Lucian could smell a hint of old blood, a small line of it seeping from between his fingers.

The vampire smirked, pressing a hand to her throat. "Maybe I should have a little fun with her before I do that, a little taste?" A claw dragged across her throat, a thin line appearing in the light of the moon, the scent of blood in the air.

They watched as the vampire leaned in, licking at the fresh blood that started to slip from the wound-

And Alec moved.

Lucian hadn't even seen Alec leave his side, but now he was suddenly decking the vampire right in the face, making him lose his hold on Becca. Lucian ran, grabbing when she collapsed. She was still out, but her neck was bleeding, the wound having opened up a bit more.

The lycan looked up and saw Alec as he snarled and growled, his face contorting as he slammed the vampire into the ground. He straddled his chest and started to punch, over and over.

Alec's mouth was opened wide, revealing long fangs on both his upper and lower jaw, the rest of his teeth were jagged and sharp. His mouth reminded him very much of a bat's own, even his nose looked a bit different, his ears now pointed. There were hints of dark spots on ear tips, and his finger tips as well, which were clawed as Alec slashed at the vampire.

Black-ish blood sprayed from the wounds as Alec continued to slash and punch before he stopped, panting hard. He turned, his eyes were wide, wild, and maroon in color as he looked at Lucian, almost as if he was in shock at what he had done.

"L-Lucian, I..." He tried to say, before he was thrown off, skidding across the ground with force, nearly going over the cliff's edge.

The bloody, beaten vampire practically howled in rage as he got up and moved to tackle Alec. Lucian watched in horror as they both tumbled off the cliff's edge and he rushed over to look over the edge.

He saw something hit the dark waters below and he felt his heart sink into his chest. Oh... oh no, had Alec...

There was a noise behind him, something flapping, and when Lucian turned, he found Alec standing by Becca, panting hard, looking wild still, but face had returned to normal. He was covered in splatters of blood, but he seemed alright.

"How... how did you...?" Lucian stammered, he had seen Alec go over the cliff, how had he gotten back up without Lucian seeing him?

"We'll deal with that later." Alec said, swallowing. "We need to get her to the hospital, to get that wound checked out."

"R-Right." Lucian moved to help pick her up, walking back down the cliff with Alec at his side. He looked at the vampire, who had an empty, far off look on his face. "At least she's alive, we were able to save someone."

"We still don't know why this is happening. But we at least killed one of them." Alec said, his tone was calm, but there was a heaviness to it.

Lucian quietly walked with him, before frowning. "Have you killed before?"

There was no answer until they got to Alec's car. Lucian placed the unconscious woman in the backseat before getting into the passenger seat. Alec got into the driver's and sat there, ready to start it, but he hadn't yet.

"I... haven't killed anyone in a long time, Lucian. It doesn't feel good, even if the one I killed was a vampire."

"I understand." Lucian nodded. It never gets easier, he should know, he had been in a very long, dark war before coming here, and he feared he might have brought it to Broadchurch.

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I keep looking at pictures of canyon bats to learn how to draw them for this au, and now it's like, yeah, Hardy's vampire face is inspired by them.

I dunno why he has maroon eyes, I just thought it was cool when I figure came up with it.