#Because that will be a result of the vampire’s husband getting pissed off that his wife is dead and needing to know who killed her

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

Had to adjust filters to find this again. Here is a part from TTTLTEL, which is supposed to be a movie script but I don’t know how to write a movie script and I don’t have the budget for a movie:

With one swipe of the hand, one act of desperation, she was pinned to the floor by two-hundred eighty-five pounds of dead weight: the price of mercy, a broken nose. 

This sounds way better and makes way more sense with context.

Tagging: @i-eat-worlds @whumptress @redd956 @astudyinpanda @angst-is-love-angst-is-life

or whoever is dying to share their last line

(no pressure)

Tag Game: Last Line Tag

Thanks for the tag, @mintflavouredwhump :)

Rules: In a new post, share the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

Here's mine, from some fanfic in progress:

He feels dirty and used, crusted with dried blood and blackened with soot.

Tagging (only four, because thirteen would be a lot): @brutal-nemesis @theres-whump-in-that-nebula @whumpinthepot @thoughtsonhurtandcomfort (no pressure!)

[the-breath-in-air]

Lots of folks are saying they think Rashid is really the one in charge of the interview. I disagree. I think Rashid doesn't want the interview to happen at all. However, I do think there's a vibe some folks are picking up on that makes them think that. Rashid is definitely managing the whole interview.

But managing it and being "in charge" are two different things. It's an imperfect analogy but really it reminds me of a stereotypical WASPy wife. He's managing the interview like a stereotypical WASPy wife manages her husband. Rashid is taking care of the nitty gritty (like Daniel's meds) and smoothing things over when Louis gets pissed off. He's a personal assistant, but importantly, one who can push back a bit and be truthful with Louis. There's trust and companionship there that allows Rashid to have opinions and whatnot.

I think it's clear after episode 5 that one of Rashid's roles is to help calm down Louis if he gets pissed off. But after episode 6, I actually think that's his only function, or at least his main function. Like, that's the only reason he's there.

After Daniel calls Rashid a "rent boy," Rashid asks if he can leave. And before saying yes or no, Louis asks Daniel if he's going to slap him again. It's funny, but also a reminder of the threat that Louis is. Because we know Louis cares about staying in control, and we know Rashid can help Louis stay in control, and we know that Daniel sometimes says shit that pisses Louis off and results in him losing control. So, before Louis lets Rashid leave, Louis needs to check if he might lose control again.

And way back in episode 3 when Rashid was 'lingering,' I first thought it showed Rashid was evesdropping. But we know now that Rashid knows the whole story already. So presumably he was hovering because he was worried that Louis was going to get pissed off and potentially get dangerous.

And then we see Rashid in 1973 at the gay bar. And, yeah, it raises the question of whether Rashid is human. But more importantly, it shows us that for the first interview, when Louis lost it and nearly killed Daniel, Rashid had been invited to the interview and declined the invitation. Rashid left Louis alone with Daniel, and then Louis attacked Daniel. Rashid, who cares for Louis more than Lohis cares for himself, wasn't there in 1973 when Louis needed him.

This could also be a potential explanation for why Rashid would be there if he's a vampire. I really could not figure out a compelling reason Rashid would be a vampire, since their dynamic is so clearly about Rashid being so devoted to Louis...and there was no compelling reason for that to stay a mystery for so long. But if Rashid doesn't want to reveal he's a vampire because doesnt want to be targeted for retaliation when the interview is published, he could pretend to be human. And he might stick around and keep popping in to check on Louis (rather than just sit out the whole thing) because he feels guilty he wasn't there in 1973 and because he knows Louis doesnt want to lose control again.

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

There's this sort of trope I've noticed in a lot of Twilight fanfiction where the Cullens do not return as quickly as they did in canon during New Moon and somehow inexplicably run into Bella years later, when she's in her early-to-mid twenties and I was wondering how you think this would go? In my head the Cullens would skedaddle the second they got a whiff of Bella, but suspending disbelief there I always have a hard time buying it whenever older Bella ends up back together with Edward.

I think it depends on the Cullen in question, or, if it’s all the Cullens together.

The Yoko Ono Effect

To be honest, if the Cullens had stayed away in New Moon, I don’t think they would have made it as a singular unit to five-ten years down the road. The cracks were already to show even a few months in.

This isn’t to say Bella is responsible for the collapse of the Cullens, I believe they’re doomed anyway, but she serves as a catalyst.

After leaving Forks in New Moon the Cullens immediately begin drifting apart.

Edward is despondent and depressed, within a few weeks leaves the coven, and travels down the continent until he reaches Rio where he stays for months. Note, Edward knew by the time he hit Rio that he had long since lost Victoria’s trail (for the record, he lost her in Mexico) but I think it’s very telling he does not return to the coven.

I don’t think Edward was ever coming back.

This puts a significant strain on Emse, as Edward is far and away her favorite child, and she’s noted as being anxious and severely unhappy with Edward’s disappearance. In time, I believe this would lead to the collapse of Esme and Carlisle’s dumpster fire marriage (which at this point only survives on denial and miscommunication).

Alice and Jasper leave the group to both a) get out of dodge b) investigate Alice’s past. While they do later return things are... awkward.

Rosalie desperately tries to keep the family together, tells Edward the bad news to a) be the only one with the balls to tell him and b) hopefully get him to come back to the family. This, obviously, doesn’t work.

I think without Bella’s suicide attempt the coven would have broken apart probably within the year. Rosalie desperately would have tried to keep them together, but Esme would crack and go to be with Edward, Carlisle would let her go, Alice and Jasper would probably keep their heads down and go on extended honeymoons, and eventually they all realize there’s just nothing to go back to. 

They go their separate ways.

The Cullens Are Still Cullening

But lets pretend that things work out.

Edward gets tired of being depressed in Rio and comes back to... be depressed with the family. To be honest, I don’t think he’d get over this. Edward was severely depressed before Bella.

He was very contemptuous not only of his own family but of humanity in general. Yes, he has this very strange idolation of humanity but he also views them as inherently beneath him and lesser. High school is his purgatory where he listens to the mundane thoughts of mundane mayfly humans.

He outright despises Jasper and Rosalie and even Carlisle, who he adores, he often views as something of a fool in great need of Edward’s personal protection.

Edward has lost all passion in life, even in his hobbies like music, and is slowly but surely spiraling down into a place where he can never recover. His obsession with Bella, while far from a good thing, brings light back into his life.

This is an Edward who gave that all up and willingly returns back to what he used to be. And I think that would destroy something in him. Frankly, I think it’d leave him in an even worse place than canon.

So, if the Cullens run into a now adult Bella...

Well, it’d be a clusterfuck.

Edward will be very conflicted as he tried to leave for Bella’s own good but now she’s done exactly what he wanted. She grew up and got over him, Edward presumably means nothing to her now.

Worse, there is now such a gap between them. Edward is physically much younger than she is now, he poses as a high school student while she’s an adult. Bella’s fears were warranted, she’s too old for him now, and in many ways has outgrown him.

If Bella’s in any sort of relationship with anyone, I think Edward would flip his lid, and murder her significant other. As he often fantasized murdering Mike as well as her nameless future husband. If she’s single...

I think with enough time, distance, and therapy Bella would be able to make significant strides towards a healthier mindset. She’d get over her depression and in turn over Edward. She might be angry at him for a while but in time would likely decide that he had left her for what were immature but noble reasons.

What they had was nice, but the relationship was never going to last. Even when she was a teenager, she knew this, which was why she so desperately wanted to be a vampire.

She likely might talk to him to find closure, but I imagine a more mature Bella realizes they know nothing about each other. She’s had so much time in her life now without him and he’s so different from what she remembered, younger. There’s no way to start a relationship, more, Edward himself realized it was never going to work.

I imagine Edward doesn’t take this well either. For all that Edward says he wants certain things, really, he does an impressive job making sure Bella never ran from him. Bella legitimately not being interested in him would destroy him and... likely lead to him devouring Bella eventually.

After all, Alice had predicted that Edward would not be able to stay away and that, ultimately, there are only two futures for Bella: death or vampire.

Edward Comes Back Alone

Alice had predicted that Edward would not be able to keep his distance from Bella. He tries twice. Once, in Twilight, when Alice first announces that Edward is in love with Bella and she will become a vampire. The second time is New Moon.

The first, he cracks in a week. It just doesn’t work out and Edward has a minature crisis over it and tells himself it’s fine because he has to protect her from spiders therefore he has to be in her life AND THIS IS FINE.

The second, he notes that he’s dangerously close to cracking and Alice predicted he couldn’t do it. He makes it six months, but does confess to Bella he often considered finding her again and watching her life from the shadows in Rio.

So, I highly doubt that Edward would make it to five or ten years or that he’d make it with the Cullens. He probably comes back alone by the time Bella’s senior year starts, and intends to watch her from the shadows.

Now, given the plot of Twilight, he realizes that nothing’s working out. Bella’s not free from the supernatural, as her best friend/potential new love interest is a werewolf who might maul her any second now. She’s being hunted by Victoria and everything’s spiralling out of control.

So, Edward probably gives up the charade fast and comes back to get Jake out of the picture and be very upset with Bella for ruining his plan. Bella’s just glad Edward is back. Given Edward probably calls the entire family back, who likely have nothing to say to this nonsense, things proceed pretty much as in canon.

Jasper Runs Across Bella

Considering the last time he saw her, Jasper would run like the hounds of hell are on his heels. This is a world in which he never sees much of Bella after the birthday incident and, as a result, is still mired in guilt. He can’t imagine Bella’s reaction upon seeing him in the wild nor does he want to.

Rosalie Runs Across Bella

Rosalie likely makes no contact. She probably views Bella with bitterness, sees her as the reason for the collapse of her family, and never understood Bella’s appeal in the first place. However, for all Rosalie’s bitterness, she wouldn’t take it out on Bella mostly because there’s nothing to say.

She’d just choose to be distantly happy for Bella that she got to live her human life and glad she adjusted well.

Emmett Runs Across Bella

Emmett and Bella don’t actually know each other that well, Emmett certainly has no personal connection with her. He wouldn’t make contact because it’d be awkward and would piss off Rose.

Alice Runs Across Bella

Alice doesn’t agree with Edward, but she’s also proving a point to him and ultimately values Edward far more than she does Bella. She’ll abide by his rules and not speak to Bella. Also, she sees that if she tries, there’s no way the conversation goes well as Alice would have to explain why she never answered any emails.

Best to avoid that.

Esme Runs Across Bella

Esme values Edward over everything, and while she perhaps thinks that Bella could fix Edward’s desperate unhappiness I think she’d acknowledge that Edward also doesn’t want to see her. She’d snoop from afar but ultimately, I don’t think she’d make contact.

If she did, it’d be with the sole purpose of matchmaking the adult Bella with Edward, which would lead to disaster.

Carlisle Runs Across Bella

Carlisle I think actually would talk to her, to offer up some explanation of what happened and how they got where they are. He and Bella would likely talk about vampires, the Cullen way of life, etc. and ultimately go their separate ways.

He’d try to give closure if she wants it but nothing more than that.

Though if he thinks Bella doesn’t want to talk/see him or any Cullen, he’d likely also make himself scarce.

Some Thoughts On Fanfiction

But that’s not why people are writing these types of stories, and, really while I can give my depressing takes on Twilight I think it’s fair to note that people write these fics for significantly different reasons.

[zodiyack]

In Regards Of My Ex

Pairing: Niklaus Mikaelson x Female!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, angst

Words: 2,125

Summary: Niklaus believes deceitful gossip from Aurora De Martel about his wife and takes his anger out on her. As a result, Y/n leaves and finds comfort with Cami and Davina, who call in backup to confront the big bad hybrid about his big bad dumbassery.

Note: I’ve been in a fluffy mood as of recently HOWEVER this idea was sparked when I was feeling angsty™ so...sorry but also not sorry?

Taglist: @matth1w​, @redspaceace-writes​, @fandom-puff​, @simonsbluee​, @darling-i-read-it​, @jenepleurepasbaby​, @sebastianstanslefteyebrow​, @dpaccione​

Masterlist | The Originals Masterlist

Part One. Part Two. Part Three.

“That wife of yours has been sneaking around with my brother. Breaking more hearts than just yours from what I can see.”

“I suppose some people just can’t see the worthiness of the king in front of them. If I were your wife, I wouldn’t be like Y/n. I’d be committed you and never give you fib tales like her.”

“You are aware that Y/n has been plotting something nefarious against you, aren’t you?”

“I know you wanted to marry someone just as sinister as you, but perhaps you should’ve checked where her loyalty lied before tying that knot.”

Aurora fed him stories such as these, and many more, each conclusion of the lies spewing from her mouth something appalling about Y/n. At first, Klaus didn’t listen, but as her stories grew worse and worse, the faux feeling of treachery intensified. He knew it was unwise to believe anything that came from the spiteful, jealous woman...yet, his distress caused pain to strike his heart and he yearned to know the truth.

Although, in this case, the “truth” wasn’t actually very truthful.

She often told him things like that Lucien was going after his girl for the second time, first with her when she had her chance and now, his beloved wife. Klaus merely brushed it off with an honest “he tries and I’ll stake him first chance I get”. However, Aurora wasn’t finished yet. She continued to lie and deceive Niklaus about the woman who she accused of replacing her in his life. The envy and loathing Aurora felt for Y/n was her motivator, but the woman was too far up a wall to need one in the first place.

“Are you telling me the truth?” He growled, keeping his eyes trained at the wall in front of them.

“Why do you ask?”

“I need to know I can trust your bold claims. So answer me, Aurora, are you telling me the truth?”

That smug little grin, masking her deluding ways. “Of course, Nik. I would never lie to you.” Her welcome into his trust was unsurprisingly taken advantage of  when she traced her finger down his arm and then brought her hand up his abdomen slowly. Klaus shoved her invasive hand off of his chest though, giving her a warning glare.

“Thank you for informing me.” That was all he said to her before he made his way out of the room in the most hurry she’d ever seen him in.

Aurora smiled conceitedly. Her plans were on the right track. Whilst Nik didn’t have the same feelings for her now as he did way back during the beginning of their story, but Aurora was determined to stir those feelings from the dead as vampirism did him and her.

She drawled under her breath, “I will have you again, Nik.” her mischievous smile grew wider, “I will have you again, and nothing can stop me this time.”

“Blasphemy!” Niklaus shouted, veins popping out from the rage coursing in his system. He neared Y/n again, the slight fear in her eyes drawing a pause for a second, guilt stilling him, but his anger took the reigns once more.

“It’s not blasphemy! I would never lie to you!”

“The falsity of your deception proves otherwise, love.” He smirked, raising his brows as to question if she would battle his words yet again. Proof was what he needed, but his vexation had drowned out all logic, including his ability to see the proof he wanted so desperately.

“What deception? What falsehood do you believe to have come from my mouth? When I married you, I vowed to be truthful and loyal. You of all people on this fucking earth should know I always keep a vow.” She narrowed her eyes at him. The betrayal he thought he felt was temporary and fabricated, but hers was 100% genuine and seething within her.

“You say that but if you were indeed an untrue person, your answer would be no different.”

“Why do you insist on proving me a traitor!? What has pushed you so far past your breaking point that you actually accuse me, your wife, as a viper?”

“Don’t you pretend like you don’t know the malicious schemes you’ve plotted against me or the affairs you’ve had with men who obviously aren’t your husband!” He couldn’t stop himself now; “I’ve loved you for centuries and you decide to be disloyal and ill-natured?!”

“Says who?!”

“Says Aurora!” After the words flew from his mouth, a tiny part of him realized just how fucked up it sounded. Just how fucked up it was that he believed her over his wife, but the hybrid was stubborn. He was too stubborn to change his belief or admit his fallacious accusations were unjust without proper evidence.

Y/n knew Aurora and Klaus’ story. Her knowledge of the ancient and long forgotten tale made her reaction thousands of times worse. “Aurora? ...Huh. You choose to believe her- that manipulative, lying bitch, over me? I thought you knew me better than that.” She wiped away a rebellious tear, “I thought I knew you better than that.”

Disappointment hung heavy on her features, drawing a feeling of shame from Klaus. Y/n glared at him one last time, her knitted brows and vaguely teary eyes evidence of the heavy-heartedness that overwhelmed her. She bit the inside of her mouth and shook her head disapprovingly before turning and walking out the front gate-doors of the Mikaelson mansion. Klaus was alone.

The sounds of Davina’s giggles echoed, Cami sitting in front of her and chuckling heartfully as well. Their laughter died off when they noticed Y/n sulking through the front doors of Rousseau's. The place was empty aside from the two women having drinks and a friendly chat. Then Y/n entered and found a seat. The atmosphere, once cheery, suddenly felt melancholy.

“Hey, Y/n, you alright?” Camille’s smile was wiped from her lips. She felt empathy for Klaus’ wife and, as a friendly person in general, she felt overcome with the need to help solve the complication that made her feel so down in the dumps.

“I’m-” She was ready to say fine, Davina and Cami knew it, but she broke down in tears before she could even shape an “o” with her lips. Both women jumped up immediately and sat in the seats beside Y/n. Though Davina couldn’t stand Klaus, she actually liked Y/n and seeing her hurt sent searing pain into her own heart.

“It’s okay, hun,” Cami wrapped an arm over Y/n’s shoulder, her other hand rubbing her other shoulder and arm comfortingly, “take as long as you need, there’s no pressure, no rush, none of that. We’ve got you.”

And so they did. The two women took turns holding Y/n as she cried, and before long, she was ready to talk. She explained Klaus’ anger and the source of their fight, the source of the fake news he’d lashed out because of. Davina and Cami shared a glance when Aurora was mentioned, both women already hating her but equally despising her even more now. Y/n sobbed, crying into Cami’s shoulder about wanting Klaus to just believe her. She said she loved him and because of that, she felt pained by his lack of belief in her.

“He’s not worth it if he can’t see how wrong that decision was-”

“I know, but he’s my husband. I vowed to love him always and forever, to never leave his side, and I intend to keep that vow...so long as he doesn’t do anything to fuck it up any more than he already has.”

The sun began to sink into the dark, not fully quite yet, but still creating it’s beautiful array of colors as a final act before disappearing for the night. About halfway through Y/n’s rant, Cami called Hayley and gave her a summary of what she knew so far. A promise of arriving as soon as she could was returned on Hayley’s end before the line went dead and Cami returned to the table.

Still not entirely after sunset yet, Hayley swung open the door to Rousseau's, catching Davina and Y/n off guard. Despite being the one who called her, Cami stayed seated. Y/n and the witch beside her exchanged confused expressions.

“Are you just gonna sit there or are you gonna tell me what the hell I need to do to Klaus?”

Y/n chuckled softly, wiping away more of the salty tears, before standing and walking over to Hayley, greeting her with a hug. “You don’t have to get involved if you don’t want to-”

“No, trust me, I have to and I want to.” She pulled away and dropped her warm smile, giving Y/n the most serious look she could muster. And as she was Hayley Marshall, it was effortlessly pretty fucking serious. “Now, I want you tell me everything,” the mom voice came out to play, “don’t leave a single detail out. Then, we can discuss what we’re going to do about it.”

“Where is he?”

Rebekah had been informed by the pissed off werewolf and bartender everything that had happened, resulting in her becoming equally upset. She welcomed Hayley inside the gates and nodded her head up the stairs. “I haven’t said anything to him, so you’ll be lucky enough to catch him by surprise.”

The werewolf nodded in understanding before pacing toward the stairs irritability. “Thanks.”

“Make it hurt!” Rebekah’s voice faded away as she walked out the gates, leaving Hayley alone to find Niklaus.

Atop the stairs, she found no sign of anyone whatsoever, but that was only on the outside. If Klaus happened to be inside on of the many rooms, she wouldn’t waste her time searching. Instead, she waited, leaning against the railing and doing a breathing exercise Y/n taught her during one lonely full-moon. 

After minutes of waiting, Klaus finally walked out of a door and started for the stairs. It wasn’t longer than a minute before he stopped in his tracks and realized he’d missed something. He shot a double take in Hayley’s direction, a puzzled expression quickly finding way to his face. It seemed as though he was contemplating whether or not her unexpected appearance was a good thing or a bad thing.

When he seemingly couldn’t make up his mind, staring a few minutes longer, a heavy sigh left her mouth. She was ticked off with him before, but after hearing everything Y/n had to say, she was furious. No, more than furious. The blood boiling rage was incessantly pounding in her head, all she wanted was cause destruction and pain. A rare thing for her.

But now was not the time to lash out, not yet. She inhaled and exhaled, Hayley shifted on her feet and looked around before turning her head to Klaus and beckoned him over to her with a come-hither motion of her index finger.

“What is it?”

She looked at him, flabbergasted that he’d even ask a question as stupid as that, “What is it? What is it, Klaus?” Hayley slapped him, the man doubling back and blinking in astonishment. And not the good kind.

“How dare you lay your hands on me, you-”

“So you’re gonna yell at me now?” She crossed her arms, and unimpressed look resting upon her face. “You know, personally, I think Y/n is better off without you but she’s broken and has been bawling her eyes out nonstop for hours on end, drinking away all the pain that you’ve formed into a stake and shoved into her chest.”

He stopped, fury fleeing his face as he experienced what felt like her words body-slamming into him.

“And guess who’s been there to pick out the splinters?” She poked her finger against her chest over and over again. “Me!” Her eyes never left his, telling him just how sincere about this she really was. “Me! Cami- even Davina!” Hayley threw her hands in the air, emphasizing the shock that came with the information. “Rebekah’s on her way over now, and I’m sure Elijah will see to it that he comforts his sister-in-law as much as he can, but you?”

“I-”

She cut him off, temper still unquenched, thirsty for vengeance. “Let me finish.” She growled. Hayley looked around the room in attempt to calm herself, but it was to no avail.

“You got her into this mess. I just hope you get both of you guys out of it.” She flicked her eyes back to his, giving him her infamous dead eyed glare. “I really hope you do. And you better do it soon. Because I won’t be there to pick the splinters out for you when she realizes she doesn’t need your sorry ass.”

[crashdevlin]

Leftoverture 3- Carry On

Author’s Note: Don’t get me wrong, I loved the finale, but I was thinking about how much I miss Dean and I couldn’t stop thinking about ways I could have him back so…I’m going canon divergent while being as close to canon as possible. ‘Cause that’s how Cassie do. This is where Leftoverture officially crosses over with Crash Into Me!

Summary: Sam tries to convince Dean to talk to his widow, but it takes a visit from an old friend to get him to do the right thing.

Pairing: Dean x OFC

Word count: 3755

Story Warnings: angst, Post-barn scene sads, mentions of major character deaths (Dean and AU!Sam), mentions of depression, memory fuckery,

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“Hey, get off the phone. Who are you texting?” Dean asked, looking over at Sam’s thumbs tapping out a message.

“I’m...just letting some people know that you’re back, okay? What?” Sam defended, pulling his phone out of Dean’s reach as his brother tried to grab it.

“She better not be part of that group text, Sam. I will kick your lanky ass.”

“Dean, come on.”

“She has mourned me! She’s probably just starting to get okay and you want me to break that? Not to mention the kid. How are we supposed to explain to her that I’m just suddenly not dead anymore?” Dean pulled over onto the shoulder and glared at Sam until he rolled his eyes and sighed, hitting the X to take his sister-in-law’s number away from the list that included Bobby 2.0, Jody, Donna, Charlie 2.0, and Garth. “Thank you.”

“It’s only been a month. You think she’s starting to get over you already?” Sam finished tapping out his text as Dean pulled back onto the interstate.

“I think I’m a threat to her life as long as I’m in her life, man. I mean, that’s why it took us so long to get together in the first place, because I knew that me being a hunter was gonna put her in the ground and it was just lucky for all of us that it put me in the ground before her.”

“Don’t say th-”

“It’s better for her to think I’m still dead!” Dean exploded. “If she knows I’m alive, she’ll come back to the bunker and she’s gonna end up dead and that’ll be on me! Okay, it’s better if she thinks I’m dead and we keep it that way!”

“So, I guess you’ve made up your mind on this one?” Sam asked.

“Yes!” Dean nodded, somehow still keeping his eyes on the road. “You know what, yes, I’ve made up my mind. Because she deserves to live a life that I’m not ruining. She never wanted the job to encroach on her life, or Rebel’s, okay? Fuck, if I ended up getting that little girl hurt, I could nev--and you know she only agreed to marry me in the first place because Chuck was gonna kill us all anyway and he’s not a problem anymore and what happened to my ring when I bit it? You didn’t burn it with me, did you, because that was a really good silver ring and if you melted it with me, I’m gonna be pissed.”

Sam shook his head in disappointment. “Your wife was wearing it on her thumb last time I saw it.”

Dean sighed and licked his lips. “It’s better this way, Sam. I know you don’t see it, but it’s better.”

“Right. You, uh, you remember when you guys were ‘just friends’ and she started dating that asshole that didn’t know what ‘no’ meant?” Dean’s jaw clenched tight at the memory. “You remember how pissed off you got that she was dating someone, let alone a Dom dickbag like him, and how you spent the entire weekend trying to get dirt on him to use to get her to dump him?”

"He was tryin' to put things in her while she was drunk! He deserved a bullet through the skull for that shit and he's lucky she wouldn't let me go talk to him."

"Yeah, I know. He was a piece of shit, but you didn't know that when we got there. You just didn’t like him because he was dating her."

"I'm a good judge of character and she is not. She dates douchebags. She always has. I mean, look at her cheating son-of-a-bitch ex-husband. If she's dating them, they're douchebags."

Sam rolled his eyes, obviously catching Dean’s self-deprecating undertone in that sentence. "Okay, but you're just gonna let her date someone else? You're gonna let her find some other douchebag to date that you won't be able to save her from?"

"I didn't save her from Mike or Drew. She was already half out the door on both of them before I interceded with either. And I know what you're doing and it's not gonna work." Dean pointed his finger in Sam’s face. "You're not gonna get me all jealous so I go find her because I'm afraid of her getting over me and moving on. I want her to move on. I want her to have a good life. That's the whole point here, man."

"Dean, she's not going to move on. She's gonna be devastated the rest of her life because you aren't-"

"So, we should make it worse by putting her through it twice?!" Dean snapped. "We should make her have to watch me burn another time, right? We should make her clear her shit out of the Bunker in a few years too? We should make her live with the hope that one day I'll manage to make it home again? We should put her heart back together just to shatter it into pieces again when I die permanently? Fuck you, Sam. I can't do it to her. I just...no."

Sam took a deep breath and shook his head sadly. "Fine."

"It's better this way. It's just better."

"Sure. It’s better.”

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There was something cleansing about a simple werewolf hunt. Sam was being a little overbearing, but Dean understood why. Sam didn’t want to see him die anymore than he wanted to die again. There were only two wolves and they went down easy. It was a textbook hunt...just like the vampire cult should have been.

Sam shook away memories of the night in the barn and followed an energized Dean out to the Impala. It wouldn’t happen again. Not anytime soon. Dean was around to stay. Sam would make sure of it.

“So, hit the motel, pizza and beer, head back to the bunker in the morning. Did you report my death to the fire department because I’m still wanting that job and I’ll have to think of one hell of an excuse if you told them I died.” Dean shrugged, continuing before Sam could respond. “I’m gonna need to come up with an excuse either way, but an excuse for a month of radio silence is easier than an excuse for comin’ out of the Lazarus Pit, ya know?”

“I...didn’t say anything to them, Dean. It was really low on my list of priorities to tell the Lebanon Volunteer Fire Department that Dean Campbell was dead.”

“Awesome. I’ll figure out what to tell them. For now...pizza.”

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“No, I know, it was a crazy situation, but I honestly think getting lost in the Yukon without a cell phone was probably the best thing that could have happened to me." Dean laughed into the phone as he walked into the library. "Yeah, exactly. Never gonna take a warm, dry bed for granted again. Well, thank you so much for understanding, Captain. I'm excited to get training. That's gonna be...yeah, I'm gonna be there. Thanks again."

Dean smiled as he tucked his phone into his pocket. "He bought it. Thanks for putting those fake Canadian news pieces up. Appreciate it."

"Okay, but what if someone else searches your fake name, Dean?"

Dean rolled his eyes. "You think she's Googling me?" He stepped forward and looked down at Sam sitting at the library table. "She Googles me and she'll find a story about a man named Dean Campbell getting lost in the Yukon and surviving on moose and wolverine and melted snow. No pic, no identifying words. She'll look at it, say 'It is a miracle this guy survived' and then she'll move on to the next search result, okay? I don't understand why you're all up in my business about this but-"

"You don't miss them?" Sam asked, pushing his hair out of his face and leaning forward.

Dean bit his lip and shook his head. "No, I do not."

Sam stood and looked down into his brother's eyes. "Well, I do."

"Well, they're staying gone." Dean patted his brother's shoulder and walked toward the hall. "Good talk."

He sat on the edge of his bed and ran his hand down his face. Of course he missed her. Of course he missed the little girl he treated as his own daughter...or...the other Dean treated like a daughter. It was just too difficult. Explaining to his wife was one thing, an easy thing. She’d come back in a heartbeat and it would all be fine between them. She wouldn’t care that he wasn’t exactly the same in body, that he had different scars and a slightly different pattern of freckles or that his hair wasn’t quite right even after trying to make it work for four damn days.

She fell for him because of how he treated her, how safe she felt with him, how he made her feel. All of that was in the memories. How he felt about her was in the memories, too. He loved her in a way he'd never been able to let himself love anyone else. She was so much different than any other woman he'd considered making a life with because she was like all the best parts of them all mixed together. She was smart like Cassie Robinson, badass like Jo Harvelle, understanding of the Life without being part of it...with a kid, just like Lisa. He remembered that...and he knew that he'd never find another woman like her.

That was okay. He didn't really want another one: another woman, partner, wife. He couldn’t see himself opening up like that to someone other than his short little badass. And Sam was right that he didn't really want her with someone else, either...but she deserved it. She deserved to get over him and move on to greener pastures. So he had to stay away. For her good, he had to stay dead.

For the good of the little girl, too. If he just came back from the dead, it would completely fuck that little girl's understanding of life and death. It would fuck her up for life.

Dean sighed, picking up his phone and kissing his lock screen; the picture they took on the beach for their honeymoon. He held the phone over his heart for a minute and lied back, staring at the ceiling until sleep took him.

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Dean smiled as he sat in a folding chair on the side of a soccer field, watching a short blonde girl dribble a ball between her feet on the green grass. "She's gettin' good," he commented to himself.

"She missed tryouts this year," a familiar voice said. Dean gasped a little as he turned in his seat to look at the angel in the beige trenchcoat. "They moved back to Florida too late for her to be placed on a team."

"Cas? Are you--is this--this is a dream."

"Yes. But...my presence is not." Castiel smiled as Dean stood and wrapped him in a hug. "Jack saved me from the Cosmic Entity from the Empty. We've been improving Heaven."

Dean pulled back and sniffled as he slapped a hand on Cas' shoulder. "Man, where have you been, then? We've missed you."

"Angels stay in Heaven now. Jack and I thought it was best to keep our interference to a minimum." Cas chuckled. "I'm not technically supposed to be here now."

Dean licked his lips. "Well, then...what's with the, uh, Freddy Krueger you're pulling?"

"Dean requested it. He knows what's been happening on Earth, that you've taken on his memories and essentially become him, and he knows that you are avoiding Cassie."

Dean scoffed and stepped back from the angel. "I'm sure he's got an opinion on all this."

"He does. He has a strong opinion on what you're doing and what you should be doing." Castiel stepped closer. "He told me to tell you to get your head out of your ass. He said that, if you have his memories, you're in love with her too and you need to go to her. He knows you couldn’t live with losing her forever...so don't lose her."

"Cas, she's better off without me."

"Is she?" the angel challenged. "Because she’s Dean Winchester’s widow. Doesn't that put a target on her back?"

Dean pressed his lips together in a thin line and looked away. She could handle it...right? "She's got protections...and we taught her to fight. She's gonna be fine."

"Dean told me to tell you that if you don't get in his car and drive to Florida, he's going to 'rip your pansy lungs out'," Cas said, doing air quotes. Dean scoffed. "He was very adamant that you go to her."

"Fine. But it's gonna hurt her. I'm gonna hurt her." Dean was absolutely serious but Cas just smiled and shook his head a little. "Hey, uh, Cas? Before you go...I'm...I'm not gonna get to see you again, right? So, don't you think we should talk about-"

"I think that would be a bit redundant." Castiel’s smile brightened, crinkles forming at the corners of his eyes. "Dean and I have spoken at length about my sacrifice and the words spoken before Billie and I were taken to the Empty."

"And?"

"And Dean Winchester’s Heaven is full of people who love and cherish him...who see him for the hero he is. He never believes he's going to hurt any of them. You should learn from his example."

"DEAN! Look!" Dean looked behind him to see the girl kick the soccer ball at the goal. He couldn’t help the smile that crossed his face.

"Great job, Youngblood!" he shouted before turning back around. The angel was gone.

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Dean smiled tightly at Sam as he walked into the kitchen the next morning. “So, uh...I’m gonna take a few days...drive down to Florida.”

Sam’s eyes lit up. “Really?”

Dean nodded. “Yeah...Castiel came to me in a dream last night. Said the original me is up there in Heaven and he’s very unhappy with my choice.”

“Really?” Sam was obviously amused.

“Yeah. I don’t know if it was really him or not. Maybe it was just my brain kickin’ me in the ass but...I’m gonna go get ‘em back.”

“Thank you. I was hoping you’d come to your senses.”

“Yeah, yeah, anyway...I’ll be back in a couple days. I’ve got training on Monday so...it’ll be a short trip. Maybe she’ll come back, maybe she won’t but…” He shrugged. “Don’t know ‘til I go talk to her.”

“Good luck, man.”

Dean nodded before heading to the garage. He had plenty of time to get nervous as he drove toward his in-laws’ house in North Florida. A month wasn’t too long. She’d gone longer without him in the past, but...he was alive back then. She knew he’d be back eventually.

He parked the Impala down the street. He wanted to see her before he talked to her. He needed to see how she was working through his death...if she even needed him. Dead Dean told him to go, but if she was moving on, he’d just get back in the car.

She was on the porch when he arrived, coming around the neighbor’s house to hide in the shadows around the side of her parent’s house. “It’s still hard. I don’t think it’s ever not gonna be hard. I still keep wanting to hear that damn Impala coming down the road. But even if I did hear it...I know it’d be Sam.” Dean bit his bottom lip. She was still mourning him. “I don’t know, Manda, but Erik has been a godsend.” His eyebrows went up. Who the fuck is Erik? Did she move on already? “He’s the only reason I get out of bed most mornings. He’s been helping a lot with Aria, driving her to school in the morning and making breakfast. Oh, he makes the best pancakes.” She gave a small chuckle. “Not that I need pancakes. I’ve put on, like, fifteen pounds since he died. Yeah, that is a lot. Erik doesn’t think so either...and Dean wouldn’t care...but I care”

Dean watched her shrug before shaking her head. “I don’t know. He seems nice but...my parents didn’t even know Dean and I got married, so of course Erik doesn’t know. He doesn’t understand...but he’s helping anyway.” She sighed and hummed a little into the air, staring up at the moon. “It’s still just really hard.”

Dean watched as she finished her phone call to her best friend and kept looking up into the night sky. He had to force himself to step around the side of the house and toward her. “Who’s Erik?” he asked. It was the only thing he could think to ask. Green eyes behind thick, dark glasses went wide as she turned to look at him.

“Dean?” she squeaked.

“Mostly,” he whispered as she threw her phone to skim across the grass and launched herself at him. He closed his eyes as she wrapped her arms around him, overwhelmed by the feel of her warmth against him. “Come on, Crash, I taught you better than this. Where’s your silver and holy water, baby?”

“Inside,” she sobbed out into his chest. “But I know you’re you. I can feel it.”

He pressed his lips to her hair and took a step back, leaning down a bit to look directly into her eyes. “I am me, but I’m also...I’m also not. Can we...can we take a walk?”

“Of course!” she agreed, sniffling and wiping at her eyes under her glasses.

They started to walk out of the yard onto the street. “Okay, but before I get into my whole thing...who the fuck is Erik?”

“Oh, he’s a maintenance guy, works with my dad. When I moved to the Bunker, Erik rented my room.”

Dean nodded, his lips pursed. “So, he’s your parents’ tenant and you’re letting him take your daughter to school?”

“My parents trust him...I trust him.” She stuck her hands in her pockets and shrugged. “He’s a nice guy...and he’s a writer, too. He was shocked by the number of notebooks I have. He used to do all of his writing on his computer, but he’s started writing in notebooks since I showed him the versatility of handwriting a story. He said it was like going back to simpler times.”

“Okay. I guess...so, he’s just…”

“He’s just a guy that lives at the house.” She looked over at him as he jammed his hands in his jacket pockets. “So, how are you back? Sam burned you. You shouldn’t be back.”

“You remember when Chuck was destroying the other universes and the other versions of me and Sam showed up? They were fleeing their world.”

“I remember. Sam wouldn’t take his hair down.”

“Right, well...um…” He cleared his throat. “Couple weeks ago, Man-bun Sam died in South America. Werewolves...and Dean couldn’t take it and he did a full wipe of his memories so that he wouldn’t have to remember and Sam went to Rowena to get her to fix it. Her version of fixing it was to give him, give me, your husband’s memories.”

“So, you’re-” She stopped in the middle of the street and turned to look at him. “You’re not my Dean?”

“Of course I am. I’ve got all of his memories. I’ve got all of his love.” He rubbed at the back of his neck. “Slightly different body...and a different soul. Your Dean is in Heaven. But I’m just like him. I’m exactly like him, Crash.”

She swallowed and searched his face for a few moments before she looked away. “The day we met...why was I crying?”

She was quizzing him, testing his memories, seeing how much like her husband he really was. “Mike left you,” he said quietly. “It wasn’t the first time...or the last. Rebel was about...two years old and you were tryin’ to hold yourself together. We shared some beer and talked about the monster Sam and I put down...and you gave me your number.”

“You, uh, you had a tattoo that I designed...it burned so you don’t have it now, but what-”

“I’ll get the rune again,” he interrupted. “So you can astral to me again.”

“Oh, it is you,” she whispered.

“It is me.” He wrapped her in a hug again and she grabbed at his jacket to hold him to her. “I don’t know how to go about this, though. How are we gonna explain to the kid that-”

“I-I don’t know.” She pulled back and shook her head. “I don’t know if she even caught on to the fact that you were dead...all I said was ‘gone’. I just said you were gone.”

That might make it easier. “Is she back at the house?”

“No. She’s with her father. It’s just Erik and my parents at the house right now.”

“Do your parents know I died? I’m just trying to determine if we can go in or if I’m sleeping in the car tonight.” He smiled at her as she sighed and looked away.

“I told them you broke up with me.”

“So, can I come inside?”

“You’ll have to sleep on the couch...unless you wanna sleep on the floor in Aria’s room. I’ve been sleeping with her on her loft bed since Erik has my old room and bed and all that.”

He smiled and headed toward the house, her hand in his. “She still have that big pile of stuffed animals under the loft?” She nodded and he smirked. “Then I’ll sleep in her zoo.”

She led him into the house and started up the stairs. They were halfway up the stairs when the door to the room that used to be hers opened. “Cass?” a voice asked. Dean stopped in his tracks.

“Didn’t mean to wake you, Erik.”

“It’s okay. I was just worried when you didn’t come back in. Are you-” Shadows fell over Dean and Crash as a figure stepped to the top of the stairs. “Oh, shit.”

Dean’s eyes narrowed as he stepped around his wife and up a few stairs. “What the hell are you doin’ here?” he demanded.

“You’re dead,” the blue-eyed man squeaked.

“About as dead as you’re about to be, Chuck.”

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[johnsbleu]

Hold My Hand: John Wick x Reader Chapter 95

warnings: nsfw hold my hand masterlist

Ever since John got his results back from his doctor, things have been amazing in the Wick household. The two of you have been actively trying to get pregnant, but you’ve had no luck so far. Your honeymoon was amazing, and exactly what the two of you needed. It was nice to be away, just you and John, and just spend time together not stressing out about test results.

It’s a few days before Halloween and you’re just getting the last of the things that you’ll need -- basically just more bags of candy. Jimmy is having a Halloween party tonight, and you’re so excited to finally see what John has decided to dress as. You’ve been guessing, but he’s kept such a tight lip on it that it’s been pissing you off.

Running into the house, you head for the guest bedroom, and John furrows his brow as he watches you run past. You didn’t bother to stop and say hi because you know he’ll try to get a look at your costume. You’ve done such a good job at hiding it from him, but you remembered you were forgetting one crucial piece of your costume.

“What are you doing?” John asks, knocking on the door, “Just let me see your costume.”

“No!” you playfully yell at him from the other side of the door, “You haven’t shown me yours yet.”

“Because…”

You open the door and cock up an eyebrow, “Because it’s a secret, right?”

“Well, yeah.” he laughs and looks over your shoulder to see if he can see your costume, and you lightly punch him in the stomach as he laughs, “Okay, okay, I’ll stop.”

“You only have to wait a few more hours.” you push past John and grab his hand to keep him from going into the guest bedroom. “I can’t wait to see your costume. I honestly have no idea what you’re going to be, I certainly can’t see you dressing as a vampire or something.”

John shakes his head and laughs, “No, not a vampire.”

“A…chef?” you ask, sitting down on the couch, and John shakes his head again. “A mime?”

“Nope.” he smiles.

“Hmm…” you tilt your head to the side and think. You have no idea what John could be going as. The possibilities are endless, and John always likes to surprise you.

John looks at his watch to check the time, then slaps his hands on his legs, “Well, I better go shower and start to get ready.”

“Very good idea.” you lean over to kiss John and smile, “Me, too.”

The two of you head your separate ways, and John leans over the staircase railing to see you again, “Hey…”

“What?”

John smiles, “Can’t wait to see your sexy costume.”

“I bet you can’t.” you laugh loudly as you lock yourself in the guest bedroom.

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You’re looking at yourself in the mirror, trying your hardest not to laugh. John is expecting something sexy, and your costume is…well, it’s sexy to you. John, on the other hand, you don’t know how he’ll react. You’re just hoping he’s actually going to wear a costume.

There’s a knock at the door that startles you, and you open it up to see Tess wearing her costume.

“Oh, my god. You look so cute!” you gasp and hug her tight. “How very Madonna of you!”

Tess laughs as she fluffs up her hair in the mirror, “Jimmy wanted to wear matching 80s costumes, so I was told him there’s no way in hell I’m not going as the iconic ‘Like a Virgin’ Madonna.”

“But what are you doing here?”

“Just wanted to check up and see the progress,” Tess laughs, then she gestures you, “John is literally going to die when he sees you. I just saw him in the kitchen, and he’s fully convinced you’re going as like…some sexy librarian or something.”

You look at Tess, furrowing your brow, “Did he actually say librarian?”

Tess brushes you off and heads for the door, “Anyway, I’ll meet you over there.”

“Okay.” you lock the door behind Tess and grab your jacket from the bed to put it on. Smiling wide, you fix your top, then grab your heels to put them on. You take a long look at yourself in the mirror and grab the plastic gun that you had bought earlier today at the dollar store, then you take a deep breath and exhale, “I’m John Wick.”

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You had convinced John to head over to the party before you. You knew you wanted to make an entrance, and right now, only Aurelio and Amanda are at the party to help set up. Tess is on the front lawn with her phone pressed to her ear.

“Okay, I just wanted to make sure that he’s being good.” she says and nods her head, “Thank you so much. We’ll be over to get him in the morning. We really appreciate this. Okay, bye.”

When Tess looks up and sees you, she laughs so loud that you have to press your hand to her mouth to keep everyone from looking outside.

“Shh!” you put your finger to your mouth as you laugh.

“Oh…my god.” Tess backs away a little and checks you out, “You’re John. Well, actually I think you need to like put some blood on your face or something.”

You pull out the tube of fake blood and laugh, “I have the idea of putting it on more and more throughout the night. Oh, and I have a fake gun too.”

“Why didn’t you slick your hair back though? He always combs it back when he works.” Tess asks, tucking your hair behind your ears. “There, I mean, at least leave it tucked behind your ear.”

You fluff your hair back out and squint your eyes as you walk past Tess, “You’re such a mom.”

Opening the door to Tess’ house, you see Jimmy moving a table to the back patio. Amanda is dressed as a bubble bee, and Aurelio as a bee-keeper. They look so cute and you want to squeal, but you have to keep up your John Wick act.

“I gotta act…cool.”

Tess laughs, “You think John is cool? He’s not.”

“Yes, I am.” you say, trying to make your voice deeper. “I’m really cool.”

Tess looks at you as she laughs and walks into the living room to talk to Amanda. You playfully stumble in behind Tess, and Aurelio gets off the couch to help you.

“I’m fine.” you say, putting your hand out, “I’m fine.”

“Are you serious?” Tess laughs, then shakes her head as she look at Aurelio, “She’s--”

“You’re John.” Aurelio laughs.

“John Wick.” you reach out to shake his hand and try your best John impression.

You look over your shoulder to see John walking through the back door, and you try your hardest not to laugh when you see him in a gray pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt to match.

As you stumble over to John, he laughs loudly, “Really?”

“I’m John Wick.” you smile.

John laughs and gestures to you, “I see that. I’m pretty sure I’m not as cute as you are though. I also don’t look as good in a pair of heels.”

You lean closer to John and whisper, “Don’t ask if I’m workin’, you already know the answer.”

Laughing quietly, John walks a little closer to you, unsure if you’re going to let him hug you, and he smiles when you reach out for him. He hugs you tight in his arms as more people begin to come into the house, and he leans back to see your face.

“You look so sexy.” he says, looking down at your shoes then up at your face, “No beard though. Is it weird how turned on I am by this? Because I’m finding this very hot.”

“As you should!” you laugh as you kiss John, “So, Mr. Balboa...”

John laughs as he shrugs, “I couldn’t think of anything. I sat on the couch for hours and turned on the TV, and they were playing Rocky. Simple enough outfit.”

“I like it.” you smile, scooting closer to him, “I like you in sweatpants, and your cute little stocking cap. A little disappointed that you’re not in the shorts and robe though.”

John lets out a loud laugh, “Yeah, sorry, you’re missing out on all of that.”

“Well,” you trail your finger down John’s beard as you smirk, “I’ll get to see it later.”

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The party has been going great so far, and John has been eyeing you all night. He keeps winking at you and wiggling his eyebrows when you look at him, and he looks so damn hot that you can’t wait to get home tonight.

Jimmy has invited quite a few of his friends to the party, and you’ve been laughing at all of their costumes. Your favorite so far has been the chicken. The only problem with so many people in the house is that it’s so damn hot. Stepping out onto the back patio, you tilt your back and exhale, watching your warm breath in the cold air. You take off your suit jacket and lift your arms to allow some air to flow through your shirt to cool you down, then you shiver from the sudden rush of cold air.

A noise behind you that startles you, and you squint your eyes a little to see who is behind you, “Hello?”

“Oh, sorry,” a man says, stepping into the light more, “Didn’t mean to scare you. I just needed a cigarette.”

You laugh a little, “It’s okay, I just…thought I was alone. Good thing I didn’t start talking to myself, that would have been embarrassing!”

Reaching out to shake your hand, the man smiles, “Gary.”

“Gary, hi, I’m Y/N.” you squint your eyes a little to get a better look at his costume, “Hawaiian shirt and jeans.”

Gary holds up a fake mustache and smiles, “A mustache.”

You snap your fingers as you think, “Oh, oh, oh! Yes! Hopper from Stranger Things!”

“You’re good!” he laughs, tucking the mustache back in his pocket, “If we play games, I want you on my team. Okay, so let me guess what you are. Uh, I have no idea.”

“I’m my husband.” you laugh and put your jacket back on.

Gary furrows his brow a little as he takes a puff of his cigarette, “And your husband is…”

“John.” you say, then you quickly add in his last name since he seems to have no clue who you’re talking about. “He’s inside, he’s dressed as Rocky Balboa -- his favorite movie.”

“Hmm,” he drops his cigarette to the ground and steps on it, “Don’t think I know him. Won’t lie, I’m a little bummed that you’re married. It’s a shame that you’re not single.”

You chuckle nervously, “Oh, uh, I’m not sure how to respond to that.”

“Maybe you can…give me your number.”

A creepy smirk spreads across Gary’s face as he moves under the light a little more, and you take a step back when he stops closer again.

Okay. You’re uncomfortable now.

You give him a polite smile, then you move past him a little, but he blocks your way. Exhaling loudly, you look up at him and shake your head as you hold his gaze. What is it with drunk guys at parties? You were being friendly with him and talking to him, but he had to go and ruin it.

“Excuse you.”

Gary laughs, “You don’t like me, do you?”

“I don’t know you.” you say, taking a step to your right, but he moves with you. “Don’t do this. Trust me, you don’t want to do this.”

You’re starting to get cold from standing outside, and you’re also starting to get a little scared. Gary is just about as big as John, a little more hefty than him, but he’s pretty scary. You take another breath and roll your eyes before you turn around and head to the gate that leads to the front of the house.

Gary grabs your jacket and pulls you back to him, but you turn around and punch him hard in the face, causing him to stumble back a few steps with his hand over his mouth and nose.

As he stumbles back a few more steps, you inch your way around him and head inside, frantically looking around for John. He’s laughing with Aurelio and Tess, and he looks over at you, immediately changing his demeanor when he sees your face.

“What’s goin’ on?” he reaches for your hand and pulls you aside, and he looks down to see the blood on your hand, “What the fuck happened?”

“I…punched someone.” you look up at John in shock, and you start to laugh a little in disbelief, “I just punched a guy.”

Tess grabs your arm, “You what?”

“Gary, I punched him.” you look down at your hand and see it shaking, “He grabbed my arm, so I turned around and just…punched him.”

John looks at Tess and shakes his head, “Who’s Gary?”

“I don’t know.” she shrugs, “We don’t know a Gary.”

You look over Tess’ shoulder when he walks into the house, and you hide around the corner a little so he won’t see you. Pointing at him, you look at Tess and John, and you watch John’s eyes narrow as he looks at him. The look of pure anger on John’s face causes you to shiver, and you frown when he looks back you.

“I didn’t even do anything. He was just standing in the yard and I started talking to him because he was back there smoking -- I was just being nice. I guessed his costume, then he tried to guess mine, and I immediately told him that I was married and that I was dressed as my husband. I was just being nice, I just wanted to be nice. I’m sorry.”

John cups your face and shakes his head, “Don’t do that. Don’t start apologizing like you’ve done something wrong.”

“But this is the second time it’s happened.” you say as you start to cry, “I was just being nice.”

John looks at Tess and puts his hand on her shoulder, “Take her and get her cleaned up.”

Tess puts her hands on your shoulders and pushes you, but you look at John and reach out for him, “Don’t get arrested, please.”

“I won’t.” John laughs.

Tess turns around and looks at him, “Don’t kill him on our new rug. We just bought it.”

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You’re sitting on Tess’ bed while she looks over your hand, and you sigh as you look down at it. The blood is cleaned off of it, and thankfully it’s not swollen or anything. It surprisingly doesn’t have any pain, probably because of the adrenaline.

“Looks good, goose.” Tess says, looking up at you. She rubs your back a little to get you to look at her, then she gives you a small smile, “It’s not your fault.”

“This has happened twice now. First Matt, now this.” you sigh again as you look away from Tess, “Should I just never talk to someone because they might take it the wrong way? I told him I was married and he just started hitting on me, I didn’t even flirt with him. I don’t flirt. I don’t know how! I flirt with John, but that’s different. He’s my husband.”

Tess sighs, “Some…men just don’t understand. It’s disgusting. This isn’t your fault. He’s gross, I don’t even know who he is. I didn’t invite him, and I’m pretty sure Jimmy doesn’t know him.”

“So, who is he?”

“I don’t know. He must have come with someone.” Tess says, and the two of you look up when someone knocks on the door.

“Hey,” John smiles, then he hides his left hand when he comes into room. You cock up your eyebrow a little as he kneels down in front of you, and he places his right hand on your thigh, “Are you okay?”

“Show me your hand.” you say, and John holds up his right hand. You give him a disapproving look as a smile tugs at his lips, “Your other hand, Jonathan.”

John inhales deeply as he holds up his left hand, and you grab it to look over, but you see it’s free of any cuts and it’s not bloody. You furrow your brow slightly as you look at him, and he laughs as he looks at you.

“So, you washed your hands before you came in here.” you say, crossing your arms. “Did you kill him?”

Tess excuses herself from the bedroom and leaves you and John alone, and he gets off the floor and sits down next to you on the bed. He puts his arm around your waist and pulls you over so you can lean against his shoulder.

“I didn’t kill him. I didn’t even hit him.” he says, shaking his head, then he starts to laugh, “I can’t believe you punched him. What did you do?”

You look at John and make a fist, “I did what you taught me: decked him in the nose.”

“Oh, it’s broken. Well, if it wasn’t before…” he says, and you bite your lip to keep yourself from smiling. “I didn’t hit him because I didn’t get to him first. A few other women said he was weird with him. Amanda said that he…groped her, so…”

“I bet Aurelio was pissed. I’d be more afraid of Amanda though. You and your friends love strong women, don’t you?” you say, and John laughs quietly as he nods. “I’m sorry that this happened. I mean, I know it’s not my fault. I really was just being friendly. You know that I wouldn’t do that to you, right?”

John furrows his brow, “What? Cheat on me?”

“Yeah.”

Turning to face you more, John looks you in the eyes and nods his head, “I know. I know you love me. I trust you. Do you doubt that?”

“Well, no. And I trust you. I’ve said before that I could put you in a room with the most beautiful woman in the world and I would trust you.”

John starts to smile, and you roll your eyes before he can even say something cheesy. “You’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”

“Anyway.” you laugh as you look at John, “Seriously, I’m sorry our night was ruined.”

John gets up from the bed and stands in front of you, “It’s not ruined.”

John pulls you up from the bed and wraps his arms around you before he leans down and kisses you several times in hopes that it’ll take your mind off of things. He exhales as he lets go of you and looks down at your hands, inspecting them a little.

John presses a delicate kiss to your knuckles, then he looks at you and smiles, “You really are John Wick tonight. Dangerous little woman.”

Tilting your head back, you laugh as you look at him, “I just…didn’t even think. I shouldn’t have hit him though, that was a little out of line. I should have just pushed him.”

“No, you should have punched him.” he says, cupping your face, “I’m so proud of you. I worry about you so much, but it’s nice to know that you’re able to take care of yourself. Not that I ever doubted it since you’ve been kicking my ass lately when we would practice.”

Leaning closer to John, you wrap your arms around his neck and lock eyes with him as you bite your lip, “Why don’t we just go home? The party is almost over anyway.”

“You sure?” he asks, moving his hands down your back and underneath your jacket.

You bite your lip as you nod your head, “Yeah.”

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Stumbling into the house, John pulls your jacket off and tosses it to the ground as he kisses you. He doesn’t even bother to unbutton your shirt, he simply rips it open, and you hear the buttons fall to the floor. He stops kissing you when he feels the plastic gun you have tucked into the back of your pants, then he holds it up and laughs.

“You got a gun?”

You ignore John and continue kissing his neck, “Keep kissing me.”

John drops the gun to the floor and lifts you up to wrap your legs around his waist, and it turns you on even more how effortless it was for him. He pins your body against the wall as he kisses you, then he opens your shirt a little more to get a look at your chest.

“You look so fucking sexy tonight.” he says, kissing down your chest and in between your breasts. “I’ve wanted to fuck you the moment I saw you.”

Letting out a small moan, you tilt your head back as John continues kissing your neck, but you stop him when you realize he’s going to leave behind marks. You wrap your arms around him tighter as he walks over and sets you down on the arm of the couch, and his lips are persistent on yours as you pull his sweatpants down, revealing his cock.

“We’re not going to make it to the bedroom, are we?” you laugh against John’s lips.

John shakes his head as he continues kissing you, “We haven’t the last four times.”

“Well, how about we at least make it to the guest bedroom?” you say, pointing over his shoulder.

John scoops you into his arms and shuffles into the bedroom, trying his best not to fall since his pants are around his ankles. He plops you down on the bed, then he kicks his shoes off so he can finally take off his pants. As John undresses himself, you sit up to take off your heels, then you lay back on the bed and remove your pants as you watch him.

The room is dark since it’s nearly midnight, so you reach over and turn on the lamp next to the bed so you’ll be able to see John. You lick your lips and hold John’s gaze as he crawls on the bed, then he leans down to kiss you, slipping his tongue into your mouth as the two of you moan. John opens his eyes to look at you, and he smiles as he leans back in to kiss you again. Propping himself up, he kisses and licks a path from in between your breasts to your belly button, then back up to your chest.

“John…” you whimper a little, tilting your head to the side so he can kiss your neck. “Will you do something for me?”

John sits up and nods, “Of course. I’d do anything for you.”

You smile as you look at him, rubbing your thumb against his beard, “Will you fuck me?”

“Oh, I can do that.” he nods, pulling off your bra, “I can definitely do that.”

You wrap your arms around John’s neck as he slowly slides himself between your legs, and you open your mouth to moan, feeling the pressure between your hips. You widen your legs more to allow him to slide in further, and you watch as John’s eyes roll shut.

John rocks his hips slowly at first, but he quickly picks up the pace as you pull your knees into your chest. You lay on your side a little and put one leg over John’s shoulder as he bucks his hips wildly, and he hums happily.

“Harder, baby.” you whine and feel John grabbing at your breast as he grunts. “Harder!”

John laughs as he leans down to kiss you, “I will tear you in half. I don’t want to hurt you, baby.”

Placing your hands on John’s ass, you push him in further and arch your back when he hits your hidden spot relentlessly. You’re tipping over the edge already, and every nerve in your body is pulled so fucking tight, you think they all might snap.

John’s mouth envelopes yours, and he bites your lip as he lays down on top of you, still thrusting his hips hard and pushing himself in deeper. The sound of John’s cock between your legs turns you on even more, and John looks down to watch himself. He lets out a moan that is so loud that it takes the two of you by surprise, and he shakes his head as he smiles when you look up at him.

“So fucking delicious.” he whispers against your cheek, “Does that feel good? Huh? When I fuck you like this?”

“Yeah,” you whine loudly as you squeeze your eyes shut.

He pulls out and lays down behind you, then lifts your leg back up to insert himself again. He holds your leg as he jerks his hips hard, and he rubs circles on your clit as you whimper and moan.

“Fuck, John.” your body shakes from pleasure, and you try to close your legs, but John keeps a good grip on your thigh as he gives his last few thrusts before he fills you up.

“Oh, my god, baby.” John pulls you close to his chest and kisses your neck as he continues to slowly thrust his hips. “Fuckin’ hell.”

You roll your hips lazily, still shaking from the pleasure, and you moan loudly into your blanket. The two of you are breathing heavily and your mouth is going dry from panting so damn loud, but it’s hard to catch your breath. You can tell John is afraid to pull out, but you start to move off of him and he holds tight to your hip.

“No, not yet.” he whispers, “Give it another minute. Just in case.”

You laugh loudly and wiggle back down on John’s cock, “Fine.”

John’s arms are so warm and comforting that you’re beginning to fall asleep in his embrace. You look over your shoulder a little and pucker your lips to kiss him a few times.

“I love you.” you whisper, finally rolling over to face him. “I love you so much.”

John laughs and looks at the ceiling, and you notice his eyes are a little glassy from tears.

“Hey,” you sit up a little and look at him with a genuine concern, “Hey, what’s going on?”

“I just love you so much, and I can’t wait to have a family with you. I couldn’t imagine doing it with anyone else.” he wraps his arms around you and pulls you onto his chest.

You chuckle softly as you look up at study his features, “You’re the sweetest man I’ve ever known, you know that?”

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It’s finally Halloween, and you’re beyond excited to see all of the kids in their costumes. The book shop is having a little party for kids, and if they come in with a costume on, they get a free book! Any book of their choice! Totally John’s idea.

Employees are more than welcome to dress up, and you’re so happy to see that Grace is dressed up -- Little Bo Peep. Tony is dressed in a onesie that looks like a sheep, and you have to laugh at how unbelievably obvious they are about dating. They’re trying their hardest to hide it from you and John, but you’re not oblivious. You and John are the last people to ever judge anyone for dating, and you have no problems with them dating as long as they don’t let it affect their jobs.

John is sitting in a chair near the front door so he can give all of the kids a gift bag when they come in, and you smile as you grab your purse and head over to stand next to him. He’s been sitting there all afternoon and greeting kids, and you’ve been internally screaming over how absolutely adorable he is.

“I am…a…robot.” Benji says, mimicking a robot, and Amanda laughs when you look at her. “Need…candy.”

John laughs, “You’ll have to come to the house later for candy.”

You lean down a bit and smile, “We got all your favorites!”

Benji looks up at Amanda and tugs at her shirt, “Can we please go to their house tonight?”

You laugh as you nudge Amanda, “We live in a rich neighborhood. Full size candy bars.”

Benji widens his eyes even more as he looks up at Amanda, and she laughs as he nods her head, “Yes, baby, we will go to their house tonight.”

“Hey,” you pat John’s shoulder and look at him, “I have to run to the store and grab a few things, so I’m gonna take off a little early.”

John nods, “Okay.”

Leaning down, you kiss John a few times, then you smile at him before you leave the shop. As you head for your car, you try to contain yourself, but your excitement is a little overwhelming. You’re not even sure, but you figure you should just do it anyway. You need to take a pregnancy test.

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John called you to let you know that he was closing up the shop and that he’ll be on his way home soon, and you’re frantically running through the house to try and get into the bathroom to take the pregnancy test before he gets home. Your period is a few days late, so you’re starting to get a little suspicious. You don’t really feel any different, but that doesn’t really mean anything at this point.

You sigh as you look down at the box of pregnancy tests, then you look up when you see John standing the doorway to the bathroom -- he’s much quieter than you’d realized.

John looks down at the box in your hands, then he smiles when he looks at you, “Do you want me here for this?”

Leaning back against the sink, you bite your lip nervously, “I don’t know if I want to take it yet.”

“Why not?” John asks as he walks closer.

“Because we’re about to have a bunch of little kids show up at our house, and I don’t want my mind to be occupied with something else. I don’t know. I don’t want it to come back negative, then I have to sit and watch kids come up to our house for an hour while I try to hold back tears.”

John nods, “That makes perfect sense.”

“And if it’s positive, I just want to sit in your arms all night and we can’t do that if kiddos are coming to the house.” you say as you place the test on the counter and look up at John, “So much for surprising you.”

“I had no idea you were even in here, I just came up here so I could use the bathroom.” he laughs, and you move past him to let him have the bathroom. “Hey, come here for a minute.”

You walk back over to John and place your hands in his, “What?”

“No matter what the result will be, it’s going to happen. Okay?”

Inhaling deeply, you look up at John, plastering a fake smile on your face, “Okay.”

You close the bathroom door behind you, then you head downstairs to get things ready for trick-or-treaters. You know that you’re a little too eager to take this test, but you’re just really wondering if you’re pregnant. You’re excited, you’re scared, it’s understandable.

Biting your cheek, you mindlessly get the candy ready and step out onto the porch to light the candles in the pumpkins that you and John have carved, then you turn on the porch light to let the kids know that you’re home.

You inhale deeply again and exhale slowly, “Just stay calm.”

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Since it’s warmer tonight, you and John decided to get the camping chairs and just sit at the end of the driveway. It’s a bit of a long driveway anyway, so you know kids will be a little tired. John is still passing out candy, and he’s so sweet and cute with all the little kids. They’re getting a kick out of Bleu, who is wearing a teddy bear costume. The packs of kids are beginning to dwindle down now that it’s getting later, but there are still a few kids on the block coming up the street.

You’re in the kitchen getting yourself something to drink as quick as you can since Amanda has texted you to let you know that she’s on her way over with Harper and Benji. Tess is also coming over with Finn too!

Walking back down the driveway, you see John sitting in the chair as he talks with a little boy about his costume.

“Spider-Man.” the little boy says, then he sprays John with silly string. “That’s my web.”

“I’m so sorry.” his mom laughs, reaching over to pull the silly string out of John’s hair, “I nearly begged him not to bring that with, but kids, you can’t resist their cute little faces.”

John laughs, “Hey, I get it.”

“Sorry again, you have some, uh…” she reaches over and pulls silly string out of John’s hair, leaning a little closer to make sure she’s gotten it all. She finally looks up at you and smiles, then she stands up and reaches for her son, “Happy Halloween.”

“Happy Halloween.” John says, waving at the little boy as he walks down the driveway. He looks over his shoulder at you and smiles, “Come join me.”

You sit back down next to John and look over at him, “I’m getting really anxious to take this test. I’m starting to feel sick.”

“Hey,” he reaches over and touches your cheek, “Everything will be okay.”

“I’m totally going to be a chronic tester.” you say, and John furrows his brow like he doesn’t quite understand what you mean. “I’m going to take a pregnancy test every damn time I feel any difference in my body. We have sex, and I’ll immediately take a test a few days later. I’m already starting to do it.”

John sits back in his chair as he holds your hand, “Well, we’ll just buy tests every time we go to the store then.”

Laughing quietly, you look over at John, “I love how much you indulge me.”

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“You can do this.” you whisper to yourself as you stand in front of the toilet.

John wraps his arms around your waist and presses a kiss to your cheek, “I’ll be just outside the door. Well, I mean, I’ll be in the bedroom, I won’t just be standing right outside the door.”

You look over your shoulder at him and nod, “Okay.”

John gives you a reassuring smile before he leans down to kiss you several times, then he leaves you alone in the bathroom. Unwrapping the pregnancy test, you begin to shake a little as you unbutton your jeans. You stick the test between your legs and close your eyes as you try your best to pee on the stick. On second thought, you should have just peed in a cup and put the stick in it, but you’re here now.

Quickly putting the cap back on the test, you set it on the counter and finish using the bathroom and washing your hands before you join John in the bedroom. He looks down at his watch for the time, and he smiles when you sit down next to him.

“You’re so quiet.” John says, wrapping his arm around your waist, “What’s goin’ on in that head of yours?”

You exhale, laughing a little, “I don’t know. I’m starting to feel like I’m not pregnant. I feel like I jumped the gun on this one.”

John rubs his hand over your back and leans over to kiss your head, “Yeah, but we should take one just in case. Because what if you are, and you drink? Or what if you’re pregnant and we don’t know, and something happens and you get into a car accident?”

You laugh loudly, “I can’t believe how sweet you are.”

Reaching over for the test, you hold it in your hands and look up at John as he begins to grow a little more nervous. You reach up and touch John’s face as you lean over to give him a warm kiss. He inhales deeply as he kisses you, pulling you closer to him and into his lap. The kisses are slow and wet, and you wrap your arm around John’s neck as you get situated on his lap.

John leans back and cups your face, rubbing his thumb against the apple of your cheek, “No matter what, this is just one test. We’ll keep trying every month until we get it right.”

“Yeah,” you nod as you get a little teary-eyed. “Here we go.”

You flip the test over and see the thick pink line indicating that you’re not pregnant, and you immediately lean your head against John’s shoulder as you cry. He tugs the test from your hands and wraps both of his arms around you, letting you cry it out for a few moments.

“Baby, look at me.” John whispers, and you lean back to look at him. “This is one test. Just one! We’ll try again.”

“It’s not. It’s two! We took one over the summer.”

John smiles slightly, “That doesn’t even count. You had just gotten off your birth control but it was still in your body.”

You wipe away the tears on your cheeks and sigh, “But what if we keep trying and you get tired of it?”

John laughs, “You think I’m going to get tired of having sex with you?”

“Well, no.” you shrug as you look down, “But I don’t want you to think I’m like…barren or something.”

John lets out another laugh as he holds you tight and lays back on the bed, “I don’t think that, and I would never think that. We know you’re not, we went to the doctor to make sure of it.”

“I just know how bad you want kids, and I want to give that to you.” you admit as you look over at John, “I want kids too. I want us to have a really cute baby!”

John trails his finger over your face and down to your lips, “And we’ll have that. This is just one time, baby. We’ll try again. When do you get your period next?”

“Well, it’s late.” you shrug, “But I’ll probably get it tomorrow. I can already feel the cramps coming. So, we could have avoided this whole situation if I had just waited until tomorrow.”

Letting out a small laugh, John look at you and smiles, “It’s okay. It was fun to think that it was happening.”

You roll over onto your stomach and look at John, and you wrap your right arm over his stomach, “It will happen. Soon, I promise.”

“Isn’t it funny how I was reassuring you a minute ago, and now you’re reassuring me?” John chuckles, “See? This is why we’re perfect for each other.”

You close your eyes as John sits up to kiss your cheek, then you lay back and look at him as he lays down next to you. He gently rubs his nose against yours as you smile, then you open you eyes and reach over to cup his face.

“It’s going to happen.” he whispers against your lips, “We just need to be patient.”

“Yeah, I know.” you sit up and sigh, then you look over at John, “We should go get some ice cream because I’m sad.”

John laughs as he gets off the bed, “Anything for you, peach.”

Reaching up for John’s hand, you hold tight to it and smile when he leans over to kiss your cheek before the two of you head to the stairs. John stands in front of you and holds your gaze as you look up at him, and you laugh quietly when he raises his eyebrows.

“It’s going to happen.” he whispers, nodding his head.

You nod, “I know.”

“Don’t get down on yourself about it,” John pulls you into his arms and kisses your cheek, “We got this, baby.”

“We do.”

A smile grows on John’s face as he slides his hands down to your ass, “We can always...practice.”

“Yeah, sure.” you scoff as you look up at John, then you yelp loudly when he lifts you up and carries you back to the bedroom.

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[amaya777]

Beautiful Beast | A Twisted Wonderland Oneshot

TwstOBer 15. Poison - Vampire AU Pomefiore x female reader

For this theme, Pomefiore immediately came to mind and thanks to their Halloween costumes, I couldn’t help but want to write a Vampire AU for them. I’m a sucker for hot vampires after all lol.

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Two months ago, someone had finally moved into that abandoned castle up along the cliff overlooking this small town. While you had not actually met them, you heard from rumors and gossip that the new owner was a gorgeous Count along with his equally handsome butler and pretty child. Apparently the three only seemed to come out at night when they did rarely leave their castle. Honestly it was nice to finally have something interesting happen in this boring place, a real mystery and wondering why someone would choose to live here.

But then came the sudden flyers posted within town three weeks ago, from the Count declaring that he was seeking a bride. He requested that those of age who believe they are worthy come to his castle at night to be judged and if suitable, enter in a courtship with him. All of the women in town swooned and eagerly talked about the possibility of becoming the wife of a gorgeous rich count. Even married women were so jealous and almost tempted to leave their husbands for a once-in-a-lifetime chance, resulting in the men and the boys not liking the Count at all.

So one by one, girls and women of all backgrounds dressed up in the most elegant gowns they could afford and prettied themselves with makeup before making their way to the castle. But each of them were never seen again once they went inside, the other townsfolk worried and questioning what the Count was doing with their women. When some of the men went up to confront him, they were found dead the next morning looking all drained of life.

Your older sister was one of those missing women, now thinking back to when she was getting ready to leave for the castle. She wanted you to come along with her, believing that if you or her were picked, then everything would be alright. Your family was one of the poorer families in town, scraping by and so to marry a Count would solve all of their money problems. But you didn’t like the thought of marrying someone just because they are rich or handsome, refusing the offer. But now you wished that you had gone with her, wanting to know what happened with her. Did he kill her and the others? Is he keeping all the women prisoners? Why else were those men found dead when they tried to find out too?

Someone needed to find out what was going on, but most of the women who did not go at first refuse to go near there now. It was clear that men were not welcome there either, making up your mind as you would go check it out. But since they seem to be dangerous, you needed a plan. You thought of the flowers that grew nearby whose pollen can be made into a poison that could kill in high doses, but at least would cause paralysis. So with the help of a local that was skilled with medicine and a tavern owner to come up with a bottle of vintage wine laced with the poison. A rich Count like him can’t possibly refuse a drink of this wine from a young woman after all.

So you dressed yourself up in an elegant gown, taking the wine with you as you made your way up to the castle that night. Upon closer look, the castle towered so high and gave off an intimidating aura as you nervously knocked on the double doors. The doors opened with a loud creak and there was a man with blond hair in a bob wearing a butler’s suit, giving a big smile as he saw you.

“Oh, a beautiful mademoiselle! Are you here to try to court Count Vil? We haven’t had someone in so long. You even brought a gift for him! That is certainly a first and perfect for dinner. Come in, I will let him know that he has a guest.”

He grinned, inviting you inside and holding the door so you could go inside before shutting it and taking the bottle. He mentioned that he would be back as you were amazed by the interior. It was as if time stood still, everything in here restored to when this castle must have been at its prime centuries ago. But still, there was a chill and feeling as if there was something dark hiding underneath all this glittering decoration, remembering what your mission is.

The butler came back and told you that the Count was ready to see you, escorting you to the dining room where there were four plates of food on the dining table as if they had expected you. But then you saw him approach you, what must be the epitome of grace and beauty as the man with blonde hair slicked back and the ends tipped purple wore elegant attire befitting a noble. When he stood right in front of you, he gave off a regal air and you resisted the urge to blush from how utterly beautiful he was. He looked you up and down and then took your chin in his hand, examining your face before he smiled.

“Another young lady, I had almost given up on this town. But you did come bearing a gift, so this pleases me. I am Count Vil Schoenheit. This is my butler Rook, and the boy there is Epel. Come sit and eat with us, we can partake in that wine as well.”

His voice was smooth and calming, almost feeling like you were under a spell. Vil let go of you, taking his place at the head of the table. You headed to your seat on the left side when you noticed the boy down at the other end of the table. If you hadn’t known better, you would have thought that he was a girl due to his silky lavender hair down to his neck and big round eyes. But he seemed to be shy, looking down as he tried not to stare at you for some reason. You were confused as to why though before you sat down in your seat and there was Rook pouring the wine into all of your glasses and then his own, not commenting on Epel drinking despite being so young.

The four of you started to eat, waiting on the others to take a sip of their wine. You dismissed it when they asked why you were not drinking as finally Vil along with Rook and Epel took a few sips from their glasses. Yes, just as you had hoped. Not long after, Vil then coughed and looked shocked before you grinned while standing up. “What did you do with all the other women who came here? Where is my sister?!”

You yelled as you were angrily walking over to where Vil sat, ready to finally get answers. But you failed to notice your surroundings, feeling your arms pinned behind your back by Rook and unable to move. Epel was also close by now, just staring at you with a hungry look as you were beyond confused. What, how?! The poison in the wine should have paralyzed them all! You heard loud laughter, coming from Vil as he got up and had a sinister grin while walking over, standing in front of you.

“Did you really think that would work on us? My, how bold of you to try poisoning us. But you are much more brave and interesting compared to the rest of those plain greedy humans. I knew your face seemed familiar, your sister wasn’t anything special. But you have that determination and spark in you that I was hoping for, yes finally.”

His eyes were mesmerizing, trying not to be taken in by them and struggling as now you were really pissed. He held your head and leaned down next to your ear with a smirk, whispering.

“You will be my bride, forever.”

You couldn’t process what he had meant in that deep voice until you felt it, Vil’s fangs biting down into your neck.

“Ah! S-Stop!” you cried out, feeling him drinking in your sweet blood as there was a lot of pain and then ecstasy. Rook chuckled, wanting to have some too as he then bit into the other side of your neck while Epel freed one of your arms, only to bite down into your wrist hard. They all were drinking your delicious blood, starting to feel extremely weak and dizzy after a few minutes.

The three monsters stopped drinking once they sensed that you were on the verge of death, revealing their sharp fangs and blood-covered lips. You fell to your knees as Vil kept you from collapsing, cutting his palm with his nails and blood dripping down. He kneeled down, holding you close to his chest before placing his palm up to your lips, forcing you to drink his blood.

“Now you are mine.”

[ryttu3k]

Hello naughty children it's Gehenna time.

...which means I'm going to read the book properly this time and write notes on each scenario, partially for my own reference, partially in answer to an ask from @rayshell22livejournalcom​ from about a zillion years ago. Sorry about that!

Mood soundtrack: Godspeed You! Black Emperor - F# A# ∞; Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas To Heaven; Yanqui U.X.O.

Prelude: Netchurch is an interesting character. Very skeptical, despite, well, the entire setting, although that's definitely, uh, broken by the end. Feel very sad for Afifa, who was a pawn in all this. Creepy babies galore!

Introduction: "While Vampire favors that futile, tragic, and - we'll say it - angst-heavy conclusion" - lmao you don't say. Although I do like how they have the consistent golden rule that if you don't like it, just ditch it! (Of course, the Gehenna scenarios as a whole have been completely retconned anyway by v20 and v5, so this entire book is a good example of taking what you want from it and ignoring the rest.)

"Some people are on opposite sides of this thing. They're elders who don't want to knuckle under to the Antediluvians (most elders will accept their proper place in the heirarchy again with the rising of their progenitors) and poor, misled souls who bought into the lie and are pissed about it (paging Mr. Pieterzoon). Bottom line: the Camarilla collapses like Enron/WorldCom as the worthlessness of its foundation becomes public knowledge. Chaos ensues among the vampire community, princes find themselves besieged by their own locals, and it's all a big clusterfuck."

Have I ever mentioned I love how VtM phrases stuff? Also F to Jan.

I like how they have a masterlist of what's actually going on with the Antediluvians. Spoilers ;D "For example, note that [Tzimisce] is simply referred to as [Tzimisce]. Even here at the game studio, our limited mortal minds weren't able to comphrenend the creature's real name." Lovecraft only WISHES he had eldritch abominations this spooky! Ennoia is 'Active and scary' and apparently spooks the devs just thinking about it. Makes sense. "Giovanni (Augustus Giovanni): Augustus is a pig, and he should probably die as one of the early events of Gehenna. He's the youngest of the Antediluvians and probably possessed the greatest ego (in mortal terms), so it'll be cosmic justice when he eats it." I love how no one likes Giovanni, even his creators. Malkav may or may not BE the Madness Network, in which case they cease to be an Antediluvian and just become... a part of the Malkavians, I guess? Absimiliard may or may not be chilling at the bottom of the ocean, because mood. Tremere / Saulot is definitely a fun one to play with, yeah. Although, oof, if Saulot ever gets control of their shared body, he's going to be fucked up if [Tzimisce] activates, so. Probably better to create a nice fresh body, like what BJD suggests with the child Saulot.

Chapter 1 - the lead-up: Basically a rundown of the signs and how they're interpreted. "An angel dies: How does an angel die? Who has the gall to rise up and slay one of God's firstborn? Or perhaps this is another metaphor. An angel could be a pure and gentle creature, or then again, it need not be one of God's angels (not that God's angels are necessarily pure and gentle). A feared and particularly vicious Necronomist Tzimisce, Sascha Vykos is sometimes referred to as the Angel of Caine. Many would rejoice the night that Vykos died." Hey rude :( I vote they kill Michael instead. He wants to be an Archangel? Fine, he can fulfill a prophesy XD

Honestly I really do dig that Ennoia Earthmelded with the entire planet. You can go so many directions with that, good or bad! Ennoia as The Beast Below, or Ennoia as Gaia? (Wow, that'd really fuck with the Garou XD) I love how the general consensus on Haqim is like, no one knows if he exists or not but lbr Ur-Shulgi is bad enough. Kinda dig the idea of the Toreador ante, Ishtar/Arikel, being genderfluid? I mean yeah essentially demigods have no need for gender anyway, but the constant debates over whether the Toreador ante is the female Ishtar or the male Arikel (or, uh, was it vice versa?) does lead to some interesting concepts. Ooh, similar to [Tzimisce] being linked to its entire clan (and the Tremere, anyone who's ever taken part in the Vaulderie, and anyone who knows Vicissitude), [Lasombra] may be connected to anyone who knows Obtenebration? [Ravnos]... yeah, probably dead. F to the clan. And yeah I think [Tzimisce] is flat-out the scariest one of all, and probably the one most likely to actually start the apocalypse, lbr.

Ugh this is one of the books that calls Sascha 'it' :-\ Do not like. ...Also do not like the suggestion that they're an unknowing agent of the Eldest, given, uh, the last chapter of the DA Tzimisce novel. Shoo! Shoo! You've ruined their unlife enough as it is!

Epistolary material! I do dig those. Most interesting: a letter to Sascha mentioning apocalyptic visions of New York but with the Carpathians in the background, and an anonymous letter to Hardestadt warning him of one of his line tearing down a castle that the writer feels believes the Camarilla. GO JAN FUCK IT UP.

And on to the scenarios themselves!

Chapter 2 - Wormwood: This is an interesting one. Literally a Biblical vengeance - God takes a good look at the Children of Caine and goes, "Well, this is fucked up", acknowledges that Caine never really sought true forgiveness and repentance, and sets forth Wormwood, the Red Star. The truly repentant are saved, the rest just. Die.

Herald here is a dhampir girl named Alia - thinblood father, human mother. When she's twelve, she becomes God's chosen, basically. Traveling with three thinblood guardians, one night, she's approached a Gargoyle named Ferox with True Faith, who sees himself as a fallen angel. And Alia offers him a way of redemption - find the chosen true believers, wait out Wormwood, receive judgement. Anyone can seek sanctuary, only the true believers and the ones genuinely willing to repent will survive the judgement itself. Alia and Ferox set out to find the other chosen ones.

Whew. Very full-on - the players remain in one place with a whole bunch of other vampires for forty nights. I mean, that's a test in and of itself XD All welcome! (Except infernalists and the antediluvians and Caine himself. They're fucked no matter what.)

Like. All welcome XD "Some Storytellers might feel that this character roundup could get too silly, suddenly having all these celebrity Kindred get together for a big slumber party, and they would be correct." Fuck that give me a slumber party AU XD

Am very glad about the note that the vampires inside only lose one blood point per 10 days, rather than every day. Otherwise, uh, it'd get gory.

Yeah, this is a really interesting scenario. Very character-focused, very introspective. All about the characters trying to work out what it means to be good people - not the strongest vampires, not the most powerful, but good people. Are they worthy of salvation? That's the crux of the story. Of course, it's very, uh, Biblical, heh, but it's first and foremost about morality and redemption. I dig it.

Also, giant vampire slumber party.

Chapter 3 - Fair is Foul: Ooh, this is a Lilith vs Caine scenario.

This one has the Withering hit in weird ways, including clan-specific ones - like the Banu Haqim only able to feed on vitae, then only able to gain sustenance from diablerie. Gangrel turn even more animalistic. Lasombra take to the seas, Obtenebration ripping holes straight to the Abyss. Malks, uh, leak madness. Nosferatu get even uglier, Toreador devolve into debauchery. Tremere develop third eyes, and yes, I did laugh out loud when I read that. Tzimisce... hmm... get a bit, uh, uncontrolled. And Ventrue find they can now only feed on... other Ventrue. Fun times!

"At your discretion, Lilith might be particularly vulnerable to Jewish True Faith, as the Jewish tales about her are the source of nearly every negative sentiment ever directed against her in writing. As a result, most orthodox Jews bear Lilith great contempt for defying her husband and her God." Yeah ngl I think she's pretty dang cool and I can just see, like, most of my ancestors facepalming at the idea XD;; Fuck obediance you do your own thing.

"Trying to work out traits for Lilith, Lucifer, Caine, or any of the Antediluvians would just be a waste of our word count and your time." I like the time they published a guide for fighting Caine. It was two words. "You lose."

Ah. Okay, Saulot in Tremere's body being taken over by the Eldest = scary, because have you ever been attacked by an Antediluvian wielding Thaumaturgy, Valeran, and Vicissitude at the SAME :) TIME? :) Yeah :)

Really dig the idea of Abel showing up as the first Wraith. The forgiveness element.

Overall, this isn't my favourite scenario, I think? It feels very chaotic, and while it's probably the most traditional to play, I'm not sure how much it literally challenges the characters, unlike the sheer soul-searching...ness of Wormwood?

Chapter 4 - Nightshade: Chapter starts with, "We all wear masks" and my first thought was "boy you have no idea" XD

Awww yes this is the masquerade break scenario! See here for my thoughts on that and how the Nephtali could be adapted to v5, heh.

Yeah okay earthquakes, volcanoes, and riots are normal enough. A horrible blood virus where it appears some flesh-like thing is living in people's veins and feeding off their blood sounds like something that starts with T and rhymes with Shzimitze. ...Probably. No one knows how the fuck it's pronounced anyway. Oops, those riots are apparently over the existence of vampires. Yeah that'd be... unfortunate. And more earthquakes, this time due to Kupala vs the Eldest. Whew. Red star, yep, standard. MORE earthquakes, this time due to the Second City rising. Sounds legit. Bad times all around!

The details on breaking the Masquerade are interesting. Basic emotions: denial, rationalisation, fear, anger, acceptance. The acceptance one is interesting, because I can definitely see some jumping to it straight away.

So, on to the scenario itself! Jan recruits the players to fight the... uh, mass under NYC. This is the corpse of the Eldest, which is more or less a giant fungal infection held together with Vicissitude, which frankly is just icky. This actually is  canon-compliant with BJD, since it apparently has only just... dissipated? or whatever there, or if it still remains, it's no longer conscious. In this one, its soul flicks back to Tremere's/Saulot's body and wakes up, and basically every Tzimisce, Tremere, and anyone who has ever drank Tzimisce blood (which would be the entire Sabbat via Vaulderie) spontaneously frenzies. Godspeed. Cyscek, a Tzimisce methuselah, helps defeat the, uh, blob at the expense of his life, and warns with his last words, "The Dragon rises. You must stop it. Find Vykos. [They] know." (Okay yeah the text says 'it knows' but also fuck that.) Ooh, plot point!

Aaaand then they retreat from the battle, exhausted, only to find the whole damn thing broadcast on every TV screen, vampiric Disciplines and Cyscek dusting and all. W h o o p s.

Lots and lots of details of a major masquerade breach here. Hardestadt shows up and tells Jan he's proooobably gonna get Final Death for, you know, trying to save the world. Gonna share this bit because it's Very Satisfying.

Please refer to my tag #hardestadt has no rights ;D

Anyway! The characters now recruited, Jan leads them back to London for the Convention of Fire. He's working with Calebros and... like a bunch of others, probably anyone can end up here, so long as they want to actually help and not just fall apart like the remnants of the Camarilla (trying to diablerise their way into keeping power) and the Sabbat (...ditto tbh). Those definitely in attendance are Ambrogino Giovanni, Hesha Ruhadze, and Fatima! And lbr the Nod Squad are probably there too. As if Beckett would pass up the chance to NOT witness what's happening with Gehenna. And Anatole is literally a prophet of Gehenna! They found the Nephtali, led by a council of twelve, with Jan at the head. Name means 'the highest point' or 'no further' - as in, Gehenna goes no further than this.

Oh lmao here we go, the scene I mentioned earlier - Jan vs talk shows.

F to Jan.

Tremere's body (inhabited by Saulot) disappears from beneath the Vienna chantry. Tremere's body, with [Tzimisce] now well in control (having overtaken Saulot; Tremere, meanwhile, has taken over Goratrix's body, with Goratrix's mind stuck in a mirror... it's complicated), wipes out the Vienna chantry. RIP to the Vienna chantry, which doesn't survive in either timeline tbh. Hey, I wonder if that means that Saulot (in Tremere's body) is dead in v5? Etrius manages to escape and reports that the Eldest is now on the way to Ceoris, where it'll call all the remaining Tzimisce to it to become, uh, a part. Pleasant.

Everything between Krakow and Bucharest is straight fukk’d. Ceoris is the centre of all this - IIRC it's somewhere in the southern Carpathians, nearish Brasov. Either way, hell of a fight results with what can only be described as an eldritch abomination, finally both managing to destroy Kupala (the Eldest's goal) and reducing The Thing down to a human-looking body. This bit is interesting! Tremere (in Goratrix' body) and Etrius take one look at each other. "Master..." "I... I know. But where the hell is Saulot?!" Good question, because he sure ain't in Tremere's, uh, former body any more, which was in fact what was fighting them the whole time. Either way, Tremere-in-Goratrix'-body leaps at [Tzimisce]-in-Tremere's-body and diablerises his, um, former body, which must be weird as hell, then tries to turn on the characters and his powers fuckiNG FAIL. EAT SHIT TREMERE. And then the players kill him too and realise that over the course of one night they've destroyed the demon Kupala and two Antediluvians, Tremere and the Eldest. Not bad. This is the battle that causes that second lot of earthquakes I mentioned earlier.

Back to London! They find the mirror containing Goratrix amongst Tremere's belongings. Poor fucker sorry not sorry.

And now the players receive a summons to escort someone from Montreal to the Nephtali headquarters in London! Namely, a Tzimisce named Myca Vykos~ They've recently defected from the Sabbat and want to help take the Antediluvians tf down. (Note: the book here has reverted to using he/him pronouns since they're back in their original form, I'm going to keep using they/them because biological sex does not determine gender identity or pronouns goddammit. ...Anyway. I AM going to use the name Myca since that's the name they're using themself, mostly because, uh, 'Myca' is a bit less noticeable than 'Sascha Vykos', haha.)

So Gehenna has started. Myca's woken up in their original form and being like, "Hey you know what I am preTTY SURE I don't want to serve the Eldest" and promptly joins the Nephtali.

From New York to London to Romania to London to Montreal to London (...London is a hub world apparently), now off to Turkey, to Kaymakli! Which is actually a real place, my brother's been on a tour there. Anyway, this is the part of Kaymakli that they don't show the tourist and that's been sealed shut with lots of angry Cappadocians instead, so that was fun. Presumably Kapaneus hasn't been chilling out there in this one.

Also Colombia has completely been overtaken by the Sabbat so that sucks.

Into Kaymakli! Which usually doesn't let Cainites back out so it may be one-way. Don't worry, there's a ritual for that. At the bottom, they find Augustus Giovanni! Who is pissed off he never actually got to eat Cappadocius' soul and so wants to eat God instead.

As you do.

The book very strongly encourages the players to kill him. Just 'cause. Which is a mood, tbh. Killing him also reveals a beaten, bound Nosferatu, having been Giovanni's most recent food source. An F for Okulos. He's been there for four years, having managed to get a lost fragment of the Book of Nod for Beckett, who promised to come back for him and. Didn't. Which is just rude tbh and I can kind of understand why Okulos ends up betraying Beckett in the Gehenna novel but anyway. (Not canon as of v20, he's perfectly present and chill in BJD.)

End results - the fragment that Okulos went to retrieve shows how to restore the Second City, which holds a complete Book of Nod and may hold the key to stopping Gehenna. It's in Enochian so your player characters probably won't be able to read it (book suggests asking Sascha or Ambrogino). Next stop, Egypt, and a meeting with Hesha Ruhadze! Man this scenario has a lot of signature characters. It also suggests getting third parties in here too, so Beckett would actually be a really good choice. Either way, they find the probable site, and suddenly, a Second City.

Archeologists make grabby hands. Beckett, somewhere, is probably crying in joy. They find a vial with some very old blood in it that they definitely shouldn't drink because otherwise they'll explode (the book uses Sascha as the example here XD;; ). Along with some mystical enscriptions, they return to London and get to work on the prophecy - namely, it suggests that 'the gentle one' (likely Saulot) will die at the hands of another, but arise in a new form, and will stop Gehenna that way. Etrius, one of the only Tremere left and having joined the Nephtali, goes 'fuck it what do I have to lose?' and goes to find whatever new form Saulot is in (potentially can also involve Goratrix here).

Hm. Well. Saulot is apparently in a research centre outside Sydney. Apparently we're mostly chill with vampires, aside from Christians XD Go figure!

Apparently it's a cloning facility. One of the rooms had, past tense, a child, successfully cloned six-year-old, who was in perfect physical form but vegetative from birth. Religious characters will pick up that it's because the kid's body didn't have a soul. Now, it does - Saulot's. Having been thrown out of Tremere's body when the Eldest took over, his soul fled until it could find the most suitable vessel - a soulless cloned body. No actual soul to have to subdue. Saulot ends up reborn, albeit in the form of a six-year-old and without any memories. Turns out, the child was taken by a cult of Thinbloods, believing him to be the messiah.

Sydney's messy situation gets described here! Short version, Sydney's Prince is/was Sarrasine, who was a Toreador. Except he wasn't a Toreador, it was a fairly open secret he was only POSING as a Toreador - he was actually a Caitiff. (Except he's not actually a Caitiff. He's a sixth-gen Setite. Sydney is Like That, yes.) Given Sydney's independence from the sects and its apparent Caitiff Prince, it's become a major site of Caitiff and Thinbloods, which Sarrasine is just thrilled about but can't do anything about because he doesn't want to actually go 'lol I'm a Setite'. Anyway, either way, everyone is unaware of Saulot's return, so the players seek out the little boy, who's pretty spooked and confused. Asks the characters, "Who are you? What is this place? What do all these people want?" and his third eye opens. Tada! Salubri Antediluvian, and like the prophecy mentioned, he's 'unholy' and 'a mockery in the face of God' - a clone.

Back to London with kid!Saulot. The Nephtali have been trying to work out what tf is going on. A researcher tried drinking from the vial. It was messy. The characters might get some downtime. Sarrasine's followers may attack to try and get the kiddo back. Either way, everyone goes to bed, and wakes up to find a Darkness having overtaken the sun, which is generally not good for anyone, and Lasombra characters are just, feels bad man. The Veil of Darkness means vampires can be up 24/7, along with other things that don't like sunlight, and I imagine things like... plants not being thrilled. Also probably very confused animals. I'm not sure if it's like a dark atmosphere, or a physical body between the sun and Earth that just eclipses it whatever vantage point you look from, or what? Disciplines like Auspex, Obfuscate, and Obtenebration go a bit fucky. Then, a few days later, everyone feels a... Summons. For low-generation vampires with still-living Antediluvians, it's strongest. Higher gens with destroyed Antes, not so bad. So I'm sure you can guess what's summoning them.

Yep. Antediluvians. Banu Haqim are getting summoned to Alamut instead so Ur-Shulgi can turn them into an army against the Antediluvians, so godspeed resisting that, Elijah.

Off to the city of Gehenna (it's nearish Jerusalem). Elders of all stripes have been heading there to kill their childer in hope of being rewarded by their Antediluvians to get their powers restored, which is terribly rude. Indeed, the Antediluvians basically go, hey, can you not, and also can you start Embracing more childer for our armies, because they're not very nice either. Pretty much all the characters have been summoned for their crimes against the Antediluvians, and now they're gathered before them - Set, [Lasombra], Ennoia, Absimiliard, Malkav (as like... a cluster of identical little girls with glowing eyes because of course Malkav would use the Creepy Child trope), and [Toreador], who's so beautiful no one can tell if they're male or female. When the players and child!Saulot get there, they question him, but he's literally a six-year-old boy and is spooked. He also has the vial, somehow. Set takes it, and Kiddo says, "Don't drink it. You'll burn up." So Set makes Kiddo drink it instead, because he's a nice guy like that.

Kiddo's third eye opens. A giant black throne appears. The dozen small girls that are Malkav say, "Father's home." Kiddo!Saulot says, "No, Father's dead." Girls start screaming so loud people start bleeding thick black blood from their ears and doesn't stop until Set kills all twelve. A random stranger, now with their glowing eyes, steps forward and basically goes 'wow rude'.

Powerful beam of light appears. The Antes (aside from Kiddo!Saulot) writhe in pain. Angel appears, asks Saulot if he's willing to atone for all vampires. He agrees. Throne explodes, Antes fuckin' die, and everyone promptly frenzies and tries to eat each other, because vampires. In the aftermath of that, vampirism basically... ends. The player characters may be rewarded by becoming human again, as do a lot of Thinbloods, but most everyone older just, uh, dies. Vampirism ends, but the Earth has been saved.

That is... hmm, bittersweet, I think. It's a pretty compelling chronicle, very dramatic, but it's much less character-based and is more, 'the characters get dragged along to Do Shit'. I kind of like the idea of it being a story involving the characters we know, but for original characters, I think Wormwood is a much more compelling scenario so far.

Chapter 5 - The Crucible of God: Okay I'm tired now and this is the 'rocks fall everyone dies' scenario so gonna skim-read this one.

This is the chapter that introduces the level 10 power for all disciplines - Plot Device. The Antediluvians can do shit because they feel like it. Whew. Also, if an Ante spots anyone of their blood line, they can just make them... explode and their blood gushes into their mouth. Monch monch. Spot another clan mate? Roll to avoid frenzy. Just woke up? Roll to avoid frenzy. Good times!

And then the Tzimisce Antediluvian awoke as a mass of Vicissitude flesh fungal infestation with tentacles and lampray mouths and stuff and ate anything in reach until it ate, uh, every living thing in Manhattan. In one night. Bad day tbh. Eventually it burns when the sun rises, but what's left underground is still there and shit's still messed up. Like picking a leaf off a dandelion and it starts bleeding. Trees with faces, swarms of insects forming into eyes and watching. Nice and creepy. In the aftermath, it's basically infecting every life form on Earth with Vicissitude, which is distinctly uncool.

Absimliard has an animal army and currently looks like a giant humanoid jellyfish.

Oh boy here's the Banu Haqim part XD;; Interestingly, it's a lot better for them! Haqim doesn't eat his childer, they feel themselves strongly bonded to him but still maintain their own minds and wills. Downside, anyone who doesn't follow Haqim alone gets hunted down so he can eat them, so Ur-Shulgi's probably having a field day at being vindicated and poor Pyre/Elijah is hiding tf under the bed. Plus side, it only lasts a few months before something kills Haqim, so hey! And there's genuinely a way to become human again, especially for high-humanity, high-gen vampires, so that actually would be a genuinely good outcome for Pyre/Elijah.

Malkavians end up as a giant hive mind. Like, more than usual. [Lasombra] covers the world in darkness, then it stops. Ennoia merges with the entire planet and starts eating people. And vampires. And Methuselah. And other Antediluvians. She's kinda hangry at this point.

Tremere attempts to rule the entire world using the Human Genome Project as the true name of the entirety of humanity. It lasts about two minutes before [Tzimisce] turns him into a meat crime, along with, uh, the entire rest of the world, aside from the players, who were part of Tremere's ritual and thus immune from it.

Also Saulot, who they just met in the form of a little old man.

Turns out, he planned it all along. Lured Tremere to him, knowing that his body was tainted by using Tzimisce blood to become a vampire. Knew that when the Eldest returned, he'd be succeptable, and Saulot would be able to bounce out when the Eldest took over. Now, he can lead the characters in the only way to stop Planet Tzimisce, which is, uh, prayer and letting themselves get eaten. Could actually work! And you end up human again in the bargain!

End result - all vampires gone. Some of the more human ones do end up human again. Either way, world's still fucked. Open Antediluvian rule for several months has destroyed most of humanity. There are still remnants - former Malkavians who are still a bit weird, former Tzimisce who are a bit... Vicissitudey. Ennoia's still around! She's mostly chill except when she occasionally feels like rearranging landscapes. Otherwise, it's time to recover.

Alternate endings - that last one wasn't depressing enough, so here's a scenario where All Is Tzimisce, here's one where there's global extinction of literally everything except the player characters who gradually drop into torpor and never recover (or just flat out burn if they're outside), or there's one where the players are the only vampires left and start a new cycle with them as the new Antediluvians or something, oh and Caine's still kicking and is Very Displeased that God won't let him die already. Gooood times!

Rest is how to basically play it, and character sheets. Which go back to calling Sascha ‘it’ again *sigh* (And using the whole alien look despite explicitly mentioning that they look human again. Of course.)

So, final thoughts! Gehenna is... an interesting scenario. Lots of possibility for introspection. It’s very... apocalyptic, and that may bother a lot of people, since, well, for the most part, it’s going to be the end of playing your character as a vampire. Which I figure most people are playing Vampire the Masquerade for. So it’s basically either a hell of a finale, or you just don’t make use of it.

Favourite scenario did end up being Wormwood. I just really like the introspection and opportunity for hope. Did also enjoy Nightshade, but in a different way, I think? Like for Nightshade, I’d rather read it as existing characters working together, maybe as a novel, whereas for Wormwood I’d want to play it since it’s such an intensely personal kind of thing.

(I also still want a slumber party AU ngl.)

[dammitadolfnomorecake]

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Keith couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t breathe and he couldn’t stand. He didn’t understand this. He didn’t understand it all. First Shiro, Sam, Curtis and Matt... now Lance. The four of them. The four of them were missing. He’d left Lance behind. He’d left him behind and believed he’d be safe. Coran had rushed off with Rieva and the waiting medical team. Allura, Krolia, Pidge, Colleen, and Hunk, had all been waiting in the reception when they’d gotten back. He’d thought... he thought they were all worried because of Rieva... until Pidge threw herself into his arms sobbing. Allura as downtrodden as she softly explained Lance had gone missing. He’d said he was going to call Keith, but hadn’t come back. Keith hadn’t gotten any call. He’d been so busy trying to call Shiro that he’d... that he hadn’t tried to call until they were nearly back at VOLTRON. He’d run a red light trying to call his beloved boyfriend... fear gripping him tightly as he choked on his own panic.

He’d lost it. He’d lost it at Allura... then Hunk... then finally crumpled in Pidge’s hold. He didn’t understand. Lance wouldn’t simply go off on his own. None of them understood. None of them cared. He’d yelled it in anger and felt none the better for doing so. Allura was supposed to protect Lance. She was supposed to stay by his side. Lance hadn’t been confident, yet he’d taken control of the situation. He’d stepped up forced himself to step back. He shouldn’t have made Lance stay. This was his fault. Lance... Lance who’d barely been awake the last few days. Who loved cuddles over violence and knew he was panicked over Shiro. He’d stayed to stay safe.

“Keith, we have work to do. The four of them going missing at once is no coincidence. We need to get started as soon as possible on their trail. I know it’s hard, but we’re going to get them back. You can’t lose hope before the search begins. Allura, we’ll make use of the Blades main briefing room. We need access to VOLTRON’s security feed. Pidge... Lance says you’re some kind of technical whiz, until our agents arrive, I need your help. Keith, did you take photos of the scene?”

Keith stared up at his mother, galaxy eyes filled with tears as he nodded

“Good. Hunk can help you with those. Whatever happened, we’ll work this out. Colleen, I’ll need your help too. I’m unfamiliar with the college and car park layout”

His mum sounded painfully like Lance. Lance knew how to brain when it really mattered. Not like him. He always lost his head when it came to Shiro. Extending both her hands, she pulled he and Pidge off the floor at the same time. Pidge already pulling herself together

“I should be able to get a location on their phones, but I need access to a laptop”

“Lance’s laptop’s in his room”

“Allura and I will go. You guys get started working out what we know. I’m going to kick Matt’s arse if he’s okay”

Keith didn’t want to break it to Pidge that Matt wouldn’t have willingly left Rieva. She already knew it, but it was one of those things best left unsaid out loud.

*

Setting up in the briefing room, Allura wheeled in another white board so they could work off that. Krolia was on the phone now, James and the rest of the werewolves on route the scene that Kolivan was now at. Keith didn’t know what to do with himself once Hunk helped him get the photos off his phone and onto Lance’s laptop, which Allura had Pidge print. Colleen had written a timeline on the whiteboard, filling in when Lance had called Pidge, roughly what time Allura had returned with Hunk, and what time Lance had gone missing. She’d also filled in when she’d last heard from Matt and from her husband.

Keith hadn’t thought about how she must feel. Her son’s girlfriend was in surgery. Her son and her husband were missing. He knew the relationships were very different, yet he couldn’t stop thinking about how his boyfriend had disappeared from VOLTRON. Lance was so stupid as to wander off... but surely they must have searched for him. He wanted to search himself, in case Lance had collapsed somewhere close and needed their help but couldn’t call for help. He’d been doing a lot better, other than the exhaustion. They’d talked a little about the future. About making plans once the case with Sendak was over. It hardly seemed like a week since they were up at the cabin for his birthday.

“Alright. I’ve got the surveillance up from outside the bookstore...”

Pidge pulled it up, playing it over the projector for all of them see. Keith couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Lance alone. His phone in his hands, and his shoulders hunched as if he was trying to look smaller. Out of nowhere his boyfriend slumped to the ground, phone sliding across the pavement as a large car pulled up. In less the ten seconds Lance was in the car and it was gone. Two large figures dressed in layers to disguise their shape and size had picked Lance up like he was nothing, all but throwing him into the back of the car, then pulling away as if nothing happened.

“What the fuck?!”

Pidge’s exclamation overlapped Hunk’s worried “Oh man, oh man, oh man”. Keith shaken that they’d not only taken Lance, but Lance had gone out the front on his own

“I’m going to see if his phone’s still there...”

Allura shut her down. The last thing needed was something happening to Pidge

“I’ll go. You see if you can find the footage from the hallway. He left from Coran’s office”

“Why would he leave?”

Keith’s question wasn’t really directed at anyone. He couldn’t make sense of what he’d seen. Allura already on the move to check the front of the store. He and Coran came through the front door. He hadn’t even looked. He’d been too preoccupied opening the door so Coran could carry Rieva in

“Hunk, did Lance say anything? Was he acting strange?”

Hunk jumped slightly at Krolia’s question

“No. He was worried about Rieva... and Keith. He said he was going to call Keith because they should have reached Rieva by now”

If he’d just fucking called. If he’d called Lance...

“Keith. Don’t do that. Those thoughts won’t help”

It was Keith’s turn to jump at Krolia suddenly talking to him

“I should have called... I was so busy trying to find Shiro...”

“Stop. Now. Why would Lance head out the front when he knew there was danger?”

“I don’t know!”

“Getting angry isn’t going to help anyone”

“Excuse me?!...”

His mother was pushing all the wrong buttons

“... He’s sick and he’s fucking pregnant, if you haven’t forgotten!”

“I am well aware of Lance’s condition. What I need is to know why he’d walk into danger”

“He’s only do that if... if he thought we were in danger... or Keith... What about his mum?”

Pidge brought up a point none of them thought about. Miriam

“Does he have any other family in town?”

Krolia knew a little of Lance’s family dynamic, Keith supposed he knew actually knew the most

“His brother Luis. Luis’s wife Lisa... and I think maybe his brother Marco. I don’t know where Veronica and Rachel are. Lance isn’t contact with his siblings”

Pidge raised an eyebrow

“He has more than one brother? I think he mentioned it at some point... but there’s more of them?”

“He... doesn’t get along with his family, other his Mami... Luis... ah... it’s complicated. I don’t think they’d be involved in this”

“I’m going to have to grill him for not telling us”

Pidge was trying to lighten the mood, instead she flinched as Keith glared without thinking, words falling out cold as ice

“There’s a reason he doesn’t talk about them. They fucking kicked him to the curb. It’s not like you and Matt. They never got over their fear. That’s part of the reason he was so scared to tell everyone what he was”

Pidge visibly gulped, Krolia scolding him

“That’s not how we talk to friends. Are you sure his brothers aren’t involved?”

“Luis wouldn’t do that again. We should pick Miriam up. She’s Lance’s mother”

“I’ll go. I know her, and I’ll be able to protect her if anything happens”

That Krolia would volunteer was weird. He was still adjusting to his mother being an actual human and not a hunter... Before she’d come here it’d been pretty much inconceivable that she’d be this involved with his life. Now his mother was rushing out, knowing there was danger on their doorstep. He was scared that her leaving would result in her not returning... like everyone else...

“Keith, I’ll be okay. In the mean time, you guys keep working. They’ve pissed off the wrong people. We’re going to get them back and we’re going to crush those who took them”

Okay. There was his mother. Absolutely ruthless. Keith couldn’t help but voice his fear

“You... will come back, right?”

“I will. I’m not going to give up until their all back... and I’ve shot them all at least twice for being kidnapped”

“Please don’t shoot my boyfriend again”

“Fine, but only because he’s carrying my grandbabies...”

Colleen waited until Krolia had left before turning to them with her hands on her hips

“I think all of you better explain what’s going on with Lance. And just what you’ve all gotten yourselves into”

Pidge groaned at her mother

“Mum, not now. We have to find them first”

“Don’t you take that tone with me, Katie. Don’t think I won’t put you under house arrest”

“Yes, yes. But kind of busy looking for whoever took Matt and Dad right now”

“We should call the police”

The police would kick it back to them if they knew the people involved

“What are the police going to do against werewolves and vampires? I feel like that’s not part of their training”

“Don’t take that tone with me... Your father and brother are missing”

Pidge snapped back at her mother

“And I’m doing what I do best!”

Colleen scared him at the best of times... but she was still only human. She might know about things other people didn’t, but she didn’t know what Keith knew

“Mrs Holt... Recently there’s been a lot movement in the vampire community. A war of sorts... one of the vampires involved is named Sendak and he’s really bad news. VOLTRON has been harbouring the son of a very powerful vampire couple, which hasn’t gone over well. Sendak was sent to retrieve him, yet he refuses to leave. I don’t know what you know about vampires but Lance is a rare kind of vampire. He’s valuable to the vampire community. Lance told me that he thinks that this vampire’s family may have had something to do with the death of Rieva’s biological parents. Rieva isn’t fond of him at all, and he’s both lied and manipulated us on multiple occasions. That’s part of the reason Coran wanted us all here for Halloween, due to the unrest this vampire’s caused. We’ve been hunting Sendak for months now. That he’d move now wasn’t expected... but it was to... only that he’d... I didn’t think he’d target people working directly for VOLTRON seeing we had Lotor”

If this was a hostage exchange, Keith would personally tie a bow around Lotor’s neck before handing him over with a gift tag and a strict “no backsies” policy. Did Sendak know Lance’s worth? Was his boyfriend taken to ensure they’d take the deal? And where was Loturd? He wasn’t one to miss being able to inject himself into any situation where he might have his ego inflated...

Colleen’s voice wavered slightly as she asked

“S-so they took my husband and son... because of Lance?”

How the fuck was this Lance’s fault. Keith nearly blew a fuse, Colleen saved by Allura rushing in

“I’ve got his phone!”

Pidge shooting to her feet and holding her hand out

“Quick, hand it over”

With Lance’s phone in her hand, privacy didn’t matter as Pidge tapped away on the screen

“The last message is from Shiro. It says Matt wolfed out and they’ve stolen a car... This doesn’t sound like Shiro”

Keith snatched Lance’s phone out Pidge’s hand. Reading the message he shook his head

“This isn’t Shiro. What’s the red bar at the top mean?”

Pidge took it back

“It means Lance isn’t the idiot he claims to be! He’s got it on voice recorder, he did have, I mean. Okay, everyone be quite”

Pidge played the short recording. It was mostly background noise until the thud, then small snippets of conversation

“That him?”

“Careful they want him in one piece”

“The half demon confirmed the pregnancy”

“Why do we have to touch something like this”

The voices were faint. Lance’s phone picking them up despite the distance. There was the sound of moving, then the car leaving... ending with Allura letting out a kind of excited squeal at finding the phone. Keith nearly dropped Lance’s phone listening. It clicked. They’d caused the disturbance away from VOLTRON with the hopes of Lance being unguarded. The message had too little grammar to be from Shiro. His brother relied on autocorrect... In a panicked situation it was a normal response to think Shiro didn’t care for grammar, but these days it was easier to rely on the phone than typing short handed messages

“Allura, where’s Lotor?”

“In his quarters...”

“Find him and bring him up here. I don’t care what you have to tell him to get him to cooperate”

“Wait... you can’t think...”

“They knew about the pregnancy. We didn’t tell hardly anyone about it. Lance suspected Lotor knew before we did. He has some explaining to do”

Allura’s face feel before her expression became down right scary

“I’m going to rip his heart from his chest if he’s involved with this! Wait... where’s Krolia?”

“Collecting Miriam. We’ll have her wait in your office. She doesn’t need to know Lance was purposely taken”

Keith surprised himself with his own words. Krolia would decide what to tell Miriam, but Keith hoped it wasn’t the full truth, not that his mother knew Lance had been intentionally take, Allura soft yet objecting

“She’s his mother...”

“That’s why. Lance has nearly lost her twice, he really did think he would when she had pneumonia. Mami might be strong, but knowing everything will only upset her. When Coran returns, he’ll know what to say. For now we have to work the evidence because that’s all we have to go on until Rieva wakes up and tell us what happened. We need to add his abduction to the time line, and do you have any idea what would make him collapse like that?”

Allura shook her head

“No. I don’t. It concerns me...”

Pidge asked, always so damn curious, though it was another point of investigation

“Can you tranquillise a vampire?”

“You can, but you need a very very high dosage, or something to weaken them immensely, alternatively you mix it with blood, which a vampire would know”

“Lotor might know...”

Fuck... asking Lotor for information... he didn’t know if he could keep his temper and whatever this weird composure that’d set in. Allura nodding quickly

“I’ll go get him. Stay together until I return”

*

Lotor looked thoroughly unamused. Unamused and unimpressed. Keith wasn’t sure he even cared about their missing friends as he sat back in his chair and rewatched Lance being taken away. Hunk definitely felt uncomfortable, alternating between sitting and staring at the evidence board. Pidge had seemed shocked, though Keith could see she was working hard to contain all the questions inside of her. She only knew “Lance’s Standard” when it came to being a vampire, not “Lotor’s Standard” with his flashy suit and stupid ego.

“So what exactly is it that you’re asking me to do?”

Keith could murder him. He really could. Up and over the briefing table and behead the bastard. Gritting his teeth together, he left talking to Lotor up to Allura

“We were looking for an explanation as to why Lance would collapse like that, and your opinion as to whether it was related to the dramas occurring in the vampire clans”

With his arms crossed, Lotor moved his hand as he shrugged

“I really couldn’t say. News on his status has obviously been leaked. Perhaps he caught someone’s eye when out”

Or perhaps Lotor was a lying snake protecting Sendak seeing Sendak was Zarkon’s lapdog

“Surely you have some opinion. You heard the recording Lance made. Do you think it’s possible Sendak and Honerva know about Lance’s status?”

Lotor scoffed

“Come now, Allura. You and I both know that Lance is valuable. Not only is he pregnant, he is a young vampire turned at a young age. He can do many things most of us cannot, and he can bare full blooded vampire children if he truly desired, or at least sire a superior bloodline. That on top of his skills to transform shape. He’d make an excellent source of data when comparing what makes him genetically different to other vampires”

“Get out!”

Every held their breaths as Allura yelled at Lotor

“Allura...”

“Lance is not a valuable specimen! He’s our friend! You have no right to reduce him to bare facts!”

“You asked if I knew why he’d been abducted...”

“I was asking you to help us! This is ridiculous! A hundred years hasn’t changed you, neither will a hundred more. I’m revoking your right to stay here a moment longer!”

“Come now Allura. I was merely stating facts”

“Your facts don’t help when you refuse to treat him with respect! I know he broke through your ego! I swear if you are involved in this, I will make your life unbearable”

“Allura, there’s no use for theatrics. All of you aren’t thinking about this objectively. Objectively Lance is valuable. His pregnancy is valuable. If you’d done your jobs as his protectors then this could have been avoided. I don’t believe they will harm for fear of accidentally terminating the pregnan-...”

Striding over to Lotor, for the first time in his life Keith felt a minute amount of sympathy at the loud sound of Allura slapping Lotor across the face

“That’s Keith’s mate you are talking about! His children! Lance isn’t an experiment! He’s far more of a man that you”

“I have been nothing but on your side. Taking your fear out on me is a human emotion, far below you”

“I’d rather be afraid then be soulless! Think very carefully before you say your next words...”

Lotor pulled himself up. Straightening his suit jacket as he did

“I’m in no way involved in what has happened. Nor will I tolerate the moods of a spoilt child. I can only hope your actions will not bring a second more permanent death upon Lance’s head. You have clearly been betrayed. Perhaps you should look closer at those you surround yourself with. I, for one, would not tolerate mice in my castle, let alone rats”

Lotor swept from the room, slamming the door behind him so hard that it buckled inwards. Whelp. That was overly dramatic. Kicking Lotor’s chair over, Allura then scrubbed at her face, before shaking her head and pulling herself back together

“I’m sorry. I know I acted unseemly, but I cannot tolerate the way he looks down on Lance”

Keith could have kissed Allura. She’d been totally bad arse, sticking up for Lance like that couldn’t have been easy for her, but fuck if he didn’t appreciate it.

Letting out a long sigh, Pidge was staring at Allura, Allura noticing

“I’m sorry if I upset you, Pidge”

“No... not at all. I actually kind of want to hug you right now”

Allura was first taken back, then smiled softly

“Lance is important to me. He really is hopelessly human, but he’s always been so very proud of you. He always talked about how smart and talented you and Hunk are. I know you didn’t ask to be involved, and I am truly sorry you had to see that, but I have more faith in you, and all us, than I do in Lotor when it comes to locating Lance. I hope you’ll let me continue to remain here”

Pidge sucked in a shaky breath

“Lance really does talk about us a lot, doesn’t he?”

“He does. He’s met many humans, but none of them have ever been as close as you three, four including Keith. He’d do anything for any of you”

“He’s an idiot...”

“He is, but he’s a good idiot. Keith, I’m sorry Lotor...”

Keith cut Allura off

“It’s not your fault. Honestly, when you slapped him... It was far better than what I wanted to do”

“Oh no! Did I prevent a famous “dick punch”?”

Allura had spent too much time around him and Lance... Lance would have snorted with laughter

“I didn’t particularly feel being that gentle about it”

Lotor rubbed him the wrong, but if he was right, then they wouldn’t simply kill Lance off once and for all. Though being captured wasn’t necessarily better, it did mean his boyfriend would remain alive... and that was all he could ask for. Allura smiled sincerely at him

“I will not rest until we’ve located him, and the others. I promise you all this”

[chicagocityofclans]

Imani Colt → Nicole Beharie → Hunter

→ Basic Information

Age: 35

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Birthday: September 7th

Zodiac Sign: Virgo

Religion: Irreligion

→ Her Personality Imani is a stubborn and courageous woman, often putting other needs above her own. She keeps a tight rein on her emotions which is a product of her upbringing and her rigorous hunter training. Imani keeps things bottled up inside and only shares her feelings with immense pressure. As a result, she is often reserved and slow to anger, but beneath her tough exterior is someone who feels very deeply. Imani is protective and loyal to those close to her. She has intense emotions that rarely surface and are directed primarily toward the people she cares about most. Imani is knowledgeable, practical, intelligent and at times calculating. She has a talent for profiling and her skills have helped track down many well-hidden supernaturals. She is also very curious; especially when it comes to the immortal 3 (vampires, human shifters, and magic users)

Imani is a strong-willed woman capable of holding her own as a hunter. She can be ruthless to enemies and friendly to allies, making her a dangerous foe and an exceptionally reliable friend. Imani is both an experienced and capable hunter as well as a fiercely defensive maternal figure who is to be taken very seriously within the Colt and Anderson family. As the wife of the headhunter, Imani can take on the leadership position when necessary, bringing in the Anderson family person style to the Colts. As a hunter, she stays on topic. She wants to get the job done as much as anyone else. Imani prefers to gather as much information about a situation as she can before deciding on it. Through her association with the supernatural, Imani mind is open to never-ending possibilities and ideas. She is willing and able to point out the ways that ideas could go wrong, often demanding to plan for different outcomes. Imani and Blaine are incredibly good at putting the pieces together and brainstorming together. They make an amazing married couple and hunting partners.  

→ Her Personal Facts

Occupation: Senior Hunter

Scars: None

Tattoos: None

Two Likes: Neutral Colors and Hunting

Two Dislikes: Bright Colors and Venomous Snakes/Spiders

Two Fears: Gaining Weight and Meaningless Death

Two Hobbies: Learning (languages, cooking, information) and Journaling (about kills)

Three Positive Traits: Loyal, Protective, Clever

Three Negative Traits: Uncompromising, Denfinsive, Unmerciful

→ Her Connections

Parent Names:

Grant Anderson (Father): Imani has always been close to her father. He taught her everything she knows and made sure she had the best trainers. Imani knows that he wished she was a boy when she was born but cannot complain about the way she was raised and the benefits that followed. Grant is an amazing grandpa.

Candace Anderson (Mother): Imani mother is loving and smothering. Candace spoils her grandbabies and always spends them home hyper. Candace family believed in breeding for the best possible hunter outcomes. Imani does not blame her mother for running and finds her story encouraging; especially about meeting her dad. This also made Imani life hell with a clingy and opinionated mother.  

Sibling Names:

Ebony Anderson (Sister): Ebony and Imani have a common sisterly bond. They have each others backs and get along well but are also constantly fighting about stupid things and pissing each other off. Ebony encouraged Imani to start dating Blaine and has always been supportive of their relationship.

Children Names:

Bryson Colt (Son): Bryson is showing a lot of promise. At the age of 6, Bryson can recite random species traits better than the ‘Baby Shark’ song. Imani loves her oldest son and thinks he is a perfect mixture of Blaine and herself but he takes after his father in temper, ruthlessness and intelligence.

Wesson Colt (Son): Wesson is a hellion at the simple age of 4 and a half. Everyone swears Wesson is more Anderson than Colt and naming him after a gun was a horrible idea. Wesson is a handful but Imani loves him all the same.

Orion Colt (Son): Akins twin brother. Blaine and Imani were trying one more time for a girl but were surprised to find out they were having twin boys. Orion has just turned 2 years old. Imani is tempted to try again for a girl now that the boys are older, however, Orion needs more care and love than her older sons.

Akins Colt (Son): Orion twin brother. Blaine and Imani were trying one more time for a girl but were surprised to find out they were having twin boys. Akins has just turned 2 years old. Imani is tempted to try again for a girl now that the boys are older, however, Akins needs more love and attention than her older sons.

Romantic Connections:

Blaine Colt (Husband): Blaine was not love at first sight or anything gushy. When they first met she was unimpressed by the legendary Colt. To take him down a few notches she purposely went after his hunts and tried to beat him to the punch. That peaked his interest in her and hers in him. Imani learned to care and respect him and then eventually fell in love with Blaine. He is her husband and best friend. They dated for 3 years before getting married in secret. Blaine and Imani have recently celebrated their 7 year anniversary.

Platonic Connections:

Colin Colt (Brother-In-Law): Imani brought her concerns about D.W. up to Colin which he quickly found excuses for. She thought they once had a really strong relationship, but Colin’s blatant refusal to even look at evidence and suspicions she has had has really soured their bond. She is going to keep looking into it, however, because he’s family.

Elle Colt (Sister-In-Law): Elle and Imani get on like houses on fire. Elle has told Imani that she was exactly what he needed in order to get his ego deflated a bit. They talk about ideas and strategy often, and respect each other’s minds.

Alice Colt (Sister-In-Law): Alice is like a mini Blaine. She worked long hours to try and get Alice back into fighting shape. She was also the one to discover one armed archery, and helped Alice find her passion for the sport again.

Amy Colt (Sister-In-Law): Amy plays fast and loose, but a part of her enjoys it. She trusts that Amy knows what she’s doing. They get along really well and Imani feels like a part of the girl’s group.

Casper Colt (Brother-In-Law): Imani agrees with her husband about Casper. He has no future as a hunter. It’s a shame, because he might have been something if someone intervened earlier.

Megan Colt (Cousin-In-Law): Imani gives unofficial credit to Megan for getting her and Blaine together. Had Megan not suggested a collaboration, she’d never have given him more than a split second of thought.

Iris Colt (Cousin-In-Law): Imani has been teaching Iris the ins and outs of online tracking. It’s not a skill that the Colts teach their tracker, but she thinks Iris will catch on quickly.

Hailey Colt (Cousin-In-Law): Imani approves of Hailey. She thinks she is a very capable woman on her own, and would keep her cousin on his toes. They don’t often talk, but they had a great conversation about moves and techniques not too far back.

Trevon Anderson (Cousin): Trevon is Imani’s favorite cousin. They get along the best out of all the other Anderson. She does not feel like Trevon will stab her in the back since they share a lot of the same views and are willing to go above and beyond on hunt. Imani had given Trevon the thumbs up when he expressed his interest in Hailey Colt. Imani has gone as far as hinting it to Blaine and Alexus.

Nia Anderson (Cousin): Nia is the model cousin and no one else can compare. Imani knew their family did not do it on purpose but she spent her entire childhood being compared to Nia. As adults, Imani can put the past behind her and be civil with her cousin but Imani believes she sailed through life.

Marquis Anderson (Cousin): Imani feels for her little cousin. She wishes she could do more for him but the most she can do is keep her door open for him.

Raven Jenkins (Cousin): Imani is glad Raven did not turn out like her mother. She enjoys the few hunts they take together and is happy she is friends with Alice.

Alexus Anderson (Aunt): Alexus has always been a judging figure in Imani’s life. She always had to work and trained harder to try and please her aunt; which never worked. It wasn’t until adulthood did Alexus start showing her any respect and quit her unfair judgmental assumptions.

Arthur Milligan (Undefined): The Anderson works with a lot of supernatural creatures but Arthur is one of her favorites. Whenever he has an ‘untouchable’ he slides it her way and she takes care of the problem for him or the other supernatural cops.

Churchill Darling (Undefined): Imani thought she was in trouble when a known human shifter first approached her but he had a box full of cases involving untouchable humans and another box involving unpunished members of Clan Rat. Imani shared the box with the Colts and Anderson. They’ve been working on it for months. Imani is thinking of ways to show some gratitude towards him.

Hostile Connections:

Eric Lasiter (Strained Friendship): Eric believes Imani stole from him and she has tried multiple times to explain the misunderstanding without any luck.

Jazmine Anderson (Disappointment): Jazmine stole information off of Imani’s phone and ruined her friendship with Eric Lasiter; and possibly her reputation.

Tirra Jenkins (Dislike/Annoyance): Since marrying into the Jenkins family, Tirra constantly acts as if she is better than the Anderson family. Imani is annoyed that she lost one of her favorite aunts but Tirra really grinds her gears.

D.W. Colt (Distrusts): Imani instincts are going haywire in concern to D.W, she seemed like a nice enough person at first but the more Imani watched her, the more her warning bells turned into sirens. The fact that no one is taking Imani seriously in regards to D.W is pissing Imani off and making her more aggressive towards D.W.  

Pets:

None

→ History (paragraph(s) on background)

→ The Present (paragraph(s) on how the character connects to the plot)

[loganscanons]

Jacques & Ursula + Their Relationship and History

Important Side Characters:

Johannes Wendler: Born into a vampire family similar to the Caligos in the 600s. He’s estranged from the family in the 900s. Goes by several different names, but Jacques knows him as Johannes Wendler.

Ruprecht Von Dressler: Born in the 1460s to a wealthy and powerful family in what is now Germany. He’s obsessed with the occult and supernatural. In 1489, he meets Johannes, who initially intends to just toy with Ruprecht. They end up falling in love and Johannes decides to turn him. Ruprecht turns both Ursula and Jacques.

Laura Wood: Jacques’ wife. They marry in 1825. In 1837, Laura is murdered, and Jacques goes on a killing spree before spending the next 16 years being an outlaw.

Jacques & Ursula’s Relationship

They don’t like each other, but they do have that special bond created when two people plan and carry out a man’s death together.

Jacques thinks Ursula is stuck-up, self-centered, and a bitch. She also thinks she’s gorgeous but that’s beside the point. She does respect Ursula, but a lot of that has to do with the fact that Jacques was a servant for the de Bourbon family and less to do with whether Ursula is actually deserving of her respect.

Ursula thinks Jacques is poor and beneath her and not even that pretty, so why did Ruprecht even take interest in her in the first place? Ursula gets more tolerant toward gay people, but she’s still personally offended anytime a gay man isn’t interested in her, and she really doesn’t get why Jacques is interested in women when men exist.

Jacques doesn’t get Ursula’s infatuation with men.

Though Ursula would sooner die than admit this, she does respect Jacques. She’s impressed by what Jacques has accomplished, especially because she’s a servant girl.

Ursula will disparage Jacques and say negative things about her but if anyone says something negative about Jacques to her, she starts feeling little murderous toward that person. It doesn’t usually result in actual murder, but that person is definitely on her bad side.

Jacques doesn’t say negative things about Ursula generally but if someone says something negative about Ursula, she’s usually like “You’re not wrong”

They’re each other’s only connections to their pre-vampire life, and that keeps them on good terms. They tolerate each other and know that the other person would probably (albeit reluctantly) be there for them.

Their history below the cut b/c it’s v long

Becoming Vampires

In the 1520s, Ruprecht suggests to Johannes that they build their own vampire family comparable to Johannes’s original family. Johannes is like “but they suck and also u can’t have kids” and Ruprecht is like “I don’t want kids. We’ll just turn them ourselves and have an army of vampire allies” and Johannes is like “ok bet”

Ruprecht and Johannes turn a few people in the late 1520s and early 1530s, choosing to seduce and romance the people before turning them in an attempt to ensure loyalty and affection from the new vampires.

In 1537, Ruprecht sees Jacques (19) for the first time and is like “I want her.” Jacques has no desire to get involved in the life of a nobleman and ignores him as politely as possible. He can’t get near her bc Jacques’s mother is convinced Ruprecht is a life-draining demon and makes her do a bunch of things to ward him off.

Since he was born a vampire and not turned, Johannes is not as affected by the wards and starts courting her in 1538. Over the next several months, Johannes convinces Jacques to stop taking her mother’s wards so seriously. He presents himself as a servant, and though she’s not actually interested in romance (she’s actually just not interested in men, but she doesn’t realize that yet), she figures getting married is in her best interest and doesn’t resist his advances.

Jacques is a servant for Ursula’s family. While Johannes is busy trying to get Jacques to let her guard down, Ruprecht turns his sight on Ursula (24, almost 25).

Ruprecht starts courting Ursula and a few months later, starts feeding off of her. She believes she’s dying. She laments that her and Ruprecht’s love affair is being cut short by her impending death. Ruprecht reveals that he’s a vampire and offers to turn her so they can be together ~forever~.

At this point, Ruprecht and Johannes have turned several people, and Ruprecht is confident in himself and their little harem. He doesn’t tell Ursula about his other lovers before turning her because stupidly, he’s not concerned about the possible consequences of turning a lovesick, entitled, rich girl.

A couple weeks after turning Ursula, Ruprecht turns Jacques.

Johannes is more careful than Ruprecht and suggests easing Ursula into the idea of being part of a vampire harem. If it had been up to him, they wouldn’t have turned Ursula at all. She’s too volatile.

When Jacques wakes up as a vampire, she’s furious, betrayed, and hurt. She’d always had a lot of internal anger and frustration, but Johannes and Ruprecht didn’t realize that. From the moment she wakes up, she starts planning her revenge. She lets Johannes and Ruprecht introduce her to the harem and pretends like she’s content to be there.

She realizes that Ursula, who supposedly died a couple weeks ago, was likely turned into a vampire too. She finds Ursula hidden in a house that Ruprecht owns, where he’s keeping her until Johannes is confident that Ursula won’t snap if they tell her the truth about the harem. Jacques never interacted with Ursula much, but she knew from other servants what Ursula was like. She tells her the truth about Ruprecht and Johannes and convinces Ursula that she’s on her side.

Ursula is pissed for many reasons. She wants to be the only object of Ruprecht’s affections. She’s also classist and homophobic, so she’s extra pissed that Ruprecht took interest in Jacques, a poor servant girl, and is in love with Johannes, a man.

Jacques and Ursula team up to kill Ruprecht and Johannes. They have to kill a few of the other vampires in the harem who try to protect them, but neither of them are broken up about that. Ursula kills Ruprecht in a very brutal and messy way, making sure he feels plenty of pain before he dies.

Johannes escapes before they’re able to kill him. They spend a few weeks trying to track him down, but they lose his trail and decide to part ways.

Wandering Years

Ursula and Jacques both spend a few centuries wandering. Ursula moves around France, and eventually around other areas in Europe, marrying men whom she inevitably kills.

Jacques searches for a cure to vampirism while also trying to track down Johannes. In the early 1770s, Jacques finds a witch that grants her the ability to survive in sunlight. Shortly after that, she moves to the New England area of the U.S.

Around the same time, Ursula decides to move to the U.S. She’s suspected of murdering her past three husbands and decides it’s best to leave Europe for a while.

Ursula marries a man in Massachusetts. This is the first time since the 16th century that Ursula and Jacques are in the same area. They have a few meetings, but they mostly run in different circles and don’t see much of each other. Jacques is presenting as a man, which Ursula thinks is weird.  

Jacques finds out that Ursula has been trying to track down Johannes for as long as Jacques has. Ursula doesn’t hate Johannes the way that Jacques does, but she sees him being alive as their job being unfinished.

Jacques falls in love with a woman named Catherine Williams. When Ursula finds out about this, she’s like “uhh Jacques you know you’re not actually a man, right? How’s this going to work?” and Jacques, in denial about being gay is like, “I’m just playing the part of a man!” but she’s also like “oh fuck this won’t work out what will happen when Catherine finds out I’m a woman” so she dips

Moves westward over the next few decades, living in different towns east of the Mississippi, usually pretending to be a man. Eventually ends up in a small-town west of the Mississippi in 1824, where she meets Laura Wood.

Falls hard for Laura (which she again attributes to just playing the part of a man) and indulges in Laura’s affections. She tries not to let Laura get too close, but she’s super in love with Laura and isn’t good at keeping her distance, especially bc Laura is also in love with her.

Laura finds out that Jacques is a woman. Jacques is fully prepared to flee but to her surprise, her being a woman changes nothing for Laura. They get married in November of 1825.

A few years after they get married, Laura finds out Jacques is a vampire. She’s not bothered by it because Jacques generally doesn’t kill people, just drains as much as she needs to get by.

For the first time ever, Jacques is happy.

Unbeknownst to Jacques, Johannes has been tracking her and Ursula, mostly to ensure he stays out of their way, but also because he loved Ruprecht and wants revenge for his death. Seeing Jacques happy and in love with Laura infuriates him. He disguises himself and heads to the town where Jacques lives. He spreads some rumors about Jacques and Laura, including revealing that Jacques is a woman. In 1837, his rumors result in the murder of Laura and the attempted murder of Jacques.

Jacques goes on a killing spree and kills everyone who was even remotely responsible for Laura’s death. She’s unaware that Johannes had anything to do with it.

She isolates herself for several months, grieving Laura’s death. One day, a group of wealthy travelers get a little too close to her hiding spot and she takes out her anger and grief on them, killing all of them.

The killing feels good, and she wants to do more as a way of coping with her anger and grief. This marks the beginning of her career as an outlaw, where she tracks down people growing wealthy off the gold rush and kills those she considers “guilty.” Her definition of guilty is pretty vague and she’s kinda insane during this time period.

In 1854, Jacques ends up in Forsaken Bluff. She meets Uriel and he helps her work through some of her grief.

Once she’s settled into Forsaken Bluff, Jacques stops disguising herself as a man as often.

20th Century

Other stuff related to Forsaken Bluff happens, but I haven’t decided on that yet so we’re just gonna skip all that.

Jacques helped found SBI, but she hates bureaucracy and is a jaded person in general. She’s not very happy working there and does it because she feels obligated to. Every few decades, she’ll take a decade off of work and isolates herself or obsessively looks for Johannes and/or a cure to vampirism.

In all this time, Ursula has been what she’s always been doing: getting married and then killing the men she marries. In the 1950s, she stops marrying the men she’s interested in. Her relationships get shorter and she kills significantly more men. She has a type and by the 1970s, she’s attracted the attention of the SBI for being a serial killer that goes after wealthy, high profile men.

Because of their weird bond, Jacques warns Ursula that the SBI is on her tail. Ursula flees to France while she waits for things to cool down.

Jacques has a lot of informants around the world, and in 1990, she gets reliable information on the recent whereabouts of Johannes. She finds Ursula in France and asks if she wants to help her track Johannes down once and for all. Ursula is more than willing.

In 1993, Jacques and Ursula find Johannes. Before Jacques kills him, she finds out that he was responsible for Laura’s death. This stirs up the old feelings of grief and anger that Jacques never got over, and she tortures him for weeks as retribution before she finally grants him some mercy and kills him.

Ursula is shocked by how cruel Jacques gets while enacting revenge. When she points that out to Jacques, Jacques is like “oh no I’m a terrible and cruel person I can’t believe I’ve let myself behave this way” blah blah self-flagellation. Ursula is less impressed after Jacques’s “woe is me I’m so awful” speech

After Johannes is dead, Jacques hermits again, isolating herself from everyone for about a decade. She’s grieving Laura again and also having a crisis about herself and how she’s a terrible person and how Laura would be so disappointed in her. It’s very emo and whiny

Ursula moves back to the U.S. in 1994

Jacques returns to work at the SBI in 2004. She’s working just to work at this point. The SBI regularly pisses her off, and she frequently goes against the orders of the SBI. It’s hard to fire her though because she’s been there longer than anyone else and she has a lot of power.

She also has an entire library of encoded information on most important supernatural creatures and many uninfluential creatures as well. She has a lot of information on most people she’s worked with at the SBI. People would rather not cross her

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Nina Stone nee Levy → Jessica Lucas  → Hunter

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Age: 29

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Birthday: February 8th

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius

Religion: Christian (Converting to Methodist)

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Occupation: Hunter - Focused on General Supernatural Population

Scars: None

Tattoos: None

Two Likes: Amazon and Technology

Two Dislikes: Getting Drunk and Broken Promises

Two Fears: Compulsion and Freezing to Death  

Two Hobbies: Hanging Out with Matthew and Shopping

Three Positive Traits: Friendly, Compassionate, Composed

Three Negative Traits: Selfish, Pushy, Hypocrite

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Parent Names:

Anthony Levy (Father): Anthony shut everyone out after Lily-Rose death. It was hard growing up with a father who was always present but absent in her life. She learned everything she knows about hunting from her uncles and grandparents. Just like Nina, Anthony is prone to black out while hunting and comes home covered head to toe in blood. Their family is considering forcing him to retire.

Aisha Levy (Mother): Aisha was a young stay at home mom that worked as a tracker and hacker for their family. Even though Nina is now nearly in her 30s, her mother is barely into her 50s. Aisha is always willing to drop everything and come to Nina’s aid whenever needed.

Sibling Names:

Timothée Levy (Brother): Timmy is two years older than Nina and for some reason thought he was the boss of her. They fought often as children and more so as teenagers and adults. Timmy gave her her first black eye and she gave him his first busted lip. Things had gotten to the point where Nina and Timmy couldn’t stay in the same house and had nearly killed each other on multiple occasions. Nina didn’t invite Timmy to her wedding and hasn’t talked to him in 10 years.  

Lily-Rose Levy (Sister): Lily was Nina’s best friend. They were only a year apart and had their whole lives plotted out. Lily was only 8 years old when a vampire had followed Anthony home from a hunt and attacked their family. Lily was the only causality. It’s taken years of therapy and counseling for Nina to come to terms with that night. Her coping mechanism became material things and Lily became a distant memory that she barely touches.

Children Names:

None

Romantic Connections:

Matthew Stone (Husband): Nina didn’t really want to be married to a stranger. Certainly not to some stranger across the country from her. They met only a few weeks before the wedding and she wasn’t exactly enthused about the prospect of marrying into the Stone family. Matthew felt the same way and she could at least say they were friends by the time their wedding happened. She’d grown to love Matthew and enjoy their relationship, but she still hates Chicago. She’s been doing her best to piss James off enough that he’d be willing to part with Matthew and they could move out West. Chicago’s taken a toll on him, anywhere else would let Matthew get away from any insecurities and step into his greatness.

Platonic Connections:

Molly Bennett (Good Friends): Nina likes Molly. They’re always at one another’s places and she’s been explaining the hunter world to her. They’ve also been planning Molly’s wedding together. It’s a shame that she’s marrying James, because Nina genuinely found a connection with her, that she didn’t with her husband.

Helena Stone (In-Law): Nina doesn’t interact with Helena much, she knows that she has a bad reputation with just about everyone in the family due to her spending habits and she feels like she and Helena wouldn’t really click well.

Mary Ametheon nee Stone (In-Law): Mary’s alright. She went out of her way to help Nina get acclimated to Chicago. She seems to have backed off since Matthew and Nina have gotten more comfortable and settled with one another.

Rebecca Stone (Sister-In-Law): Unfortunately, the money hungry ruse has started to weaken her and Rebecca’s relationship. She likes her sister-in-law and knows she’s desperate to prove herself. Nina wouldn’t mind inviting her out West.

Thea Stone (In-Law): Thea and Nina get along very well, both of them having married into the Stone family, and Nina finds a bit of comfort in someone else being there who isn’t biologically a Stone. Nina enjoys picking up baking tips from Thea when they spend time together.

Cece Mist (Friend): Nina met Cece at a Saks Fifth Avenue sale. Both were looking at the same Stuart Weitzman boots and started talking as they shopped. They ended up walking through the whole store together and saved each other’s numbers to meet up again at some point. They regularly began to hang out and Cece is the human she is closest to that is not part of the hunting world.

Patrick Perry (Friendly): Patrick and Isla are her “partners” in the weekly cooking class she’s been taking. Originally Matthew was going to go with her, but James pulled him out last minute to do regular patrols. She’s grateful they were willing to let her into their group, and they’ve even talked about doing a pastry class together after this class is up.

Isla Johns (Friendly): Patrick and Isla are her “partners” in the weekly cooking class she’s been taking. Originally Matthew was going to go with her, but James pulled him out last minute to do regular patrols. She’s grateful they were willing to let her into their group, and they’ve even talked about doing a pastry class together after this class is up.

Hostile Connections:

James Stone (Brother-In-Law): James is the bane of Nina’s existence. She can’t stand him and does everything in her power to try and piss him off in the hopes that eventually he will let Nina and Matthew move off. She plays up her refusal to hunt and her spending, hoping to push him over the edge to where they can leave.

Colin Colt (Dislike): Colin stole her underwear after a party the Stone held at their establishment. Nina had pointed him in the direction of the bathroom, which was Nina and Matthew’s ensuite, and days later Nina noticed she was missing underwear. Years later at Lilly’s Colin heard the tale of Nina undies going missing and it having been him that stole them at the party. This did start a fight which resulted in Blaine, Imani, Amy, Alice, Trevon, Grant and Colin being banned from Lilly’s for a few months, along with a handsome bill for the damages.

Pets:

None

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Let’s Party! - with Candyman

We are about to celebrate our independence in 2020. But, for me to fully celebrate, I think we're going to have to eliminate some of this tension.

I was in a small coffee shop the other day. This shop makes me feel good. They've got a cute lil flamingo outside of the place. There's a tiny statue of a cute old man inviting people in for coffee. It's a cute, cozy, family atmosphere... normally. The day I was there, there was a lot of tension; mainly due to the Tv.

A news story would come on of white people saying stupid things, and all of the POC would stare at the white people. Then, a story of people not wearing masks, and we would all stare at people outside the shop, who weren't wearing mask or weren't wearing them correctly. Then, a story about defunding the police, as there's one lone officer right in the middle of the coffee shop. We all stared at him. It was so uncomfortable. I even became angry when they got my order wrong. The barista had the nerve to tell me "It's ok, I'll just make you another one." I'm thinking "Another one? You didn't get me the FIRST one! And how YOU (whitey) gonna tell me that's ok?"

TENSE!

We need a story that we can all rally behind; a common enemy to root against. My first thought was to look at horror movies for this story. I know that seems silly, but that's where you'd get that common enemy for sure. You'd think that racism would be enough of a common enemy, but there are too many pretending like it doesn't exist. You'd think that COVID-19 would be enough, but... I think that the problem there is that it's invisible.

If we had a bunch of vampires terrorizing our country, I feel like we might be more united to eradicate the enemy. We can't get rid of our prejudices, so let's refocus them. Of course, I could also see monster experts preaching to us to keep garlic around our necks to repel the vampires, and us refusing to in order to uphold our rights.

So, I spun the wheel of horror and came up with "Candyman".

We were supposed to get a new "Candyman" from Jordan Peele, but due to COVID, idk when that's going to happen. This early 90's original will have to do.

I hadn't watched this movie since I was a kid; I didn't remember much from it. I remembered the black man (vengeful spirit) with a hook, appearing throughout the inner city, killing people. I remembered bees. 

I remembered the white woman who favors Scully from "The X-Files",

I kept thinking how things could have turned out differently had Mulder & Scully been on the case, but... look, I'm not saying those two were racist, but... this truth that was out there, that they were desperately pursuing never seemed to be in the hood. I also remembered that there was no candy in this film. Why the hell is he called "Candyman"?! I remember thinking "Did white people steal all of his candy? Is that why he's pissed, and is killing folks?"

Well, no, but I wasn't too far off.

Candyman, was a very intelligent artist who had promise, and who's only "crime" was falling in love with a white woman. He not only fell in love with one, but impregnated her as well. White people couldn't handle that, so... horrible things ended up happening to Candyman as a result, and now when one calls his name five times in a mirror, he appears in the room, and the killing begins! It's an odd transaction. Why would people keep calling out his name, when there are so many stories of other people doing so, and they end up brutally murdered? Though we kinda do that with Ronald McDonald, don't we? We keep calling and he keeps killing. So, I suppose it's realistic.

So, knock-off Scully (Helen) donned her white savior mantle, and went out into the projects to write a story about the fear of Candyman, and the harm that this fear causes. She's actually sincere, and doing some much needed work through this venture. I started to feel bad for her, because her husband is a cheating asshole. When the audience is introduced to him (a college professor), he's in the process of working his voodoo on one of his students. I'm also thinking that this isn't the first time he has cheated on her, nor the first student. There's never just one:

Weinstein, R. Kelly... Amy Cooper. 

You know dag on well that Amy Cooper had done that plenty of times before. I can see her back in high school, coercing black people to give her the answers on tests. And if they don't, she’d claim that they were cheating off of her, and we all know whom the teacher is going to believe when she calls him/her over... not to mention she's probably bangin that teacher. It just seems like Amy Cooper is the type who was bangin the teacher.

And the young lady, in the movie, who was sleeping with knock-off Scully's husband was so hoeish. To be clear, it’s way more the professor’s fault than the studen, but they didn't have to do her like that. not just in the way that she dressed (if she wants everybody to see her stuff that's her prerogative), but the fact that she had no shame in the act of sleeping with him (a married man). No shame in class. No shame in front of Helen. No shame in Helen's place. There's a scene where something awful happens to Helen, and within an hour, hoeish lady and asshole are doing the nasty. I repeat, they didn't have to do her like that. I wonder if that actress went on to do quality films? I'm just picturing her going up to producers for work -

"Oh, you were the super hoe in "Candyman" right? You were great! I've got a hoe role that you'll be perfect for." *heavy sigh* and another Sharon Stone is born.

(Look her up, kids. And be inspired.)

Eventually, Helen meets up with Candyman, and... well... he keeps on killing. She doesn't really have the effect that a white savior is supposed to have. There's no actual saving going on. In fact, one could argue that he starts killing more people because of her. Way to go, whitey :)

I've got to judge this by early 90's standards. The dialogue is pretty bad in spots-

Ex. (scene starts)

person A - "Hey, do you like coffee?"

person B - "I love coffee"

person A - "I'm going to make you some coffee."

person B - "Yum."

... that's it. END SCENE. Nothing else happened. Nothing else was said. Awkward. No real point to the scene. Idk... maybe that's just kinda how we conversed in the early 90's. There were also a lot of interactions that wouldn't make much sense today.

The music too. I liked it, but very 90's and very maddening (so I guess it works).

The rules of Candyman are still a mystery to me:

You must say his name five times, but why? And how long before it resets? - Like, if I say it three times, and then wait 3 days, say it again, and then wait a year before saying it again, would he still appear? And why in a mirror?

And what happens if his name is said by multiple people at the same time? Does his power to appear only work in that neighborhood? What if I'm right on the line? And what if I don't enunciate? - and I say something like a quick "Canman"?

So many questions.

The ending was also a bit of a mess. It was like they realized that they were running out of time, and then just kinda... ended it.

Grade: BUT, by early 90's standards, it's a solid B... I guess. The social statements it's making also pump it up.

So, there you have it. It's time to celebrate!

You could play this movie in the beginning of your celebration to get all of the race talk out of the way.

OR if you won't want people to hide from the race talk, you could be sneaky, and put this on in the middle of your celebration. Regardless (before, during, or after our drunken celebrating) it'll bring people together in some good and needed convo.

It should also convince us to be nicer to one another. We don't want anymore vengeful spirits out and about. As well as to scale down the tension. Cuz I swear, if I go back to that coffee shop, and get some white barista telling me that it's ok that they got my order wrong... imma tear down that cute flamingo and old man, and burn that shop to the ground.

[robotslenderman]

Soooo I was thinking about Meredith’s husband and whoops I have a new OC with his own full story and everything.

Whoops.

This is Jonathan Grey, an eventual pharmacy owner in Wales, and he’s gonna get ghoulified in the 2030′s.

So Jonathan is British, like Meredith, raised by his mother and stepfather. His bio father is American, so he has American citizenship. They’re on... not great terms, but not bad terms either. He and his biodad treat each other more like extended relatives than close family -- occasionally giving each other updates and maybe talking once or twice a year. His biodad has his own family and Jonathan was the result of an affair. Jonathan has never tried to reach out to his half siblings and isn’t really interested in it, and doesn’t know if they know about him or not.

He met Meredith at college. They both studied pharmacy and were study buddies. They made great study buddies and Jonathan is always mourning that they can’t bond over studying any more because it was how they best connected, and probably part of the reason why Meredith checked out.

He has a... bad night, the night of the Pioneer Square attack. A few nights after, the Camarilla get together a squad of vamps to clean up the massive Masquerade breach. He gets called into a room full of vamps where they basically Dominate him into telling him that Meredith has been confirmed deceased, and they’ll return her body to him. He arranges for it to be transported to the UK, where he goes with his daughters to be closer to his parents and in-laws. The vamps snatch a random homeless chick off the streets, mutilate her a bit, and ship her off. The Camarilla in the UK meet the body and basically make sure the funeral is closed-casket.

By the time Meredith is unstaked in the Camarilla court in Seattle, Jonathan’s already had her funeral and buried “her” body.

Jonathan leaves his daughters in the UK and packs up and sells the house in Seattle, then goes back to the UK and gets a job there as a pharmacist. He lives in a two story house in Wales -- his parents live downstairs, he lives upstairs, his parents take care of the girls while he’s at work. He almost cuts off contact with his parents entirely when his mother makes a tasteless comment about Meredith, but they try really hard to fix that so he chills.

When his girls are teenagers he’s, by then, owning his own pharmacy. A vampire -- don’t know what clan yet -- ghoulifies him so she can funnel off some controlled substances to be sold on the street as a source of income. He’s not sure WTF is going on, but as her friends start visiting his pharmacy at night he ends up in contact with a few of their ghouls as well and gradually learns about the Kindred. Not nearly as much as a fledgling would -- many of the ghouls are on need-to-know basis -- but he is welcomed into a distant, yet also tight-knit ghoul community.

And yes, it is distant, and also tight-knit. Every ghoul is aware that if they fuck up, another ghoul might dob them in to their domitor. He’s taught quickly not to give other ghouls any fuel if he can help it, but they also teach each other as much as they can about Kindred society.

And oh maaaan I’m enjoying the headcanons I’m coming up with about ghoul circles and so on, I have to make that into its own post. But basically they look out for each other as much as they can afford to while covering their own ass, lest their domitor find out something unsavoury and abandon, kill them, or turn them into the law for the crimes they committed to serve their domitor.

Jonathan is pretty scared at first about pissing his domitor off too much, but after a while he comes to accept that as long as his domitor is happy, his life is pretty sweet. She’s not warm and fuzzy with ghouls; he’s a tool, not a pet. But every now and then he can ask a favour of her to help him keep away from the attention of the law. He’s also able to help out other ghouls as a pharmacist, does what he can to help out independent ghouls, and he and the ghouls often exchange favours to help each other out.

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Niklaus Mikaelson

Headcannons ~

Being A Winchester And Dating A Mikaelson Would Include...

Series ~

Every King Needs An Heir (Warnings Vary) (incomplete)

Each part is a memory from their time, however, to show their story, one must go to the beginning. Before the Originals existed. When Niklaus and the love of his life changed into the creatures with the rest of his family. Then end with where him and his queen are today.

Part I / Part II / Part III

Nonship / Platonic / Relative!Reader fics ~

Love On The Run ☁

(Request) In the heat of the moment, Y/n says something that pissed Klaus off. Elijah does the only thing he can and tells his wife to run for her life.

Fics And More ~

Back ♡

(Request) After a long amount of time without his queen, the big bad hyrbrid has her back in his arms once more. Boy is she glad to be back.

A Sire And His Sired ☁

(Request) Lucien doesn’t know boundaries, especially when it comes to his sire’s beautiful lover. He’s convinced she’s a goddess, but the god that rules by her side isn’t too happy about his advances.

Bad Boys

(Request) Klaus falls for the Salvatore’s sister, which doesn’t sit well with Damon. Unfortunately for Damon, hearing her sing, Klaus falls deeper.

Childish Games ☁

(Request) The big bad hybrid is playful and fun? Since when?

In Regards of My Ex ☁

Niklaus believes deceitful gossip from Aurora De Martel about his wife and takes his anger out on her. As a result, Y/n leaves and finds comfort with Cami and Davina, who call in backup to confront the big bad hybrid about his big bad dumbassery.

In Regards Of My Apology (Part Two) ☁

Y/n misses her husband so much that it affects her visibly. Rebekah allows her to rant about it then schemes with Elijah. Before Klaus knows it, his older brother and younger sister are before him with an important message.

In Regards Of My Stupidity (Part Three) ♡ ☁

Left alone in his empty castle with guilt, memories, and Hayley and his siblings’ words of advice to keep him company, Klaus hopes to reconcile with the woman he loved and betrayed.

When The Past Follows ☁

(Request) The Winchesters and their childhood friend Y/n visit New Orleans, where Y/n had a bad heartbreak. Her ex has two cases for them, but meanwhile, can’t help but sink his hybrid teeth into mischief, trying to get a rise out of Dean because of his unspoken feelings toward Y/n.

Elijah Mikaelson

Fics And More ~

Unsupervised (600+ Follower Special) ♡

Elijah leaves his lover in his brother, and sister’s, care. Soon enough, he learns how dumb of a mistake that was, finding her in a hospital and drunk out of her mind. Maybe next time he won’t leave her unsupervised.

Brotherly doings ☁

In need of a plan, Klaus uses Elijah’s girlfriend as bait. Elijah finds her and he doesn’t respond well to his brother’s idea. Nor does she.

Complications ☁

(Request) Ansel had a daughter a little after his affair with Esther, and his wishes for her to be protected didn’t go unnoticed by Esther. The second Hybrid to exist wishes to find her half-brother, unintentionally falling for his brother whilst doing so.

Time Can’t Heal All Wounds ☁

(Request) While Elijah believes he’s chasing after Hayley, his true feelings follow Y/n. And what hurts Hayley more than loving Elijah even after Jackson’s death, is knowing that.

Funny-Man

(Request) Cross-over with supernatural! Y/n Winchester is dating Elijah Mikaelson and her brothers would like to meet Elijah and his family. Unfortunately, Dean just isn’t the best with words.

Love On The Run ☁

(Request) In the heat of the moment, Y/n says something that pissed Klaus off. Elijah does the only thing he can and tells his wife to run for her life.

(PART TWO) Love Reunited ☁ ♡

The only thing standing between Klaus and forgiveness from his older brother is Y/n and her freedom.

Rebekah Mikaelson

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Being A Winchester And Dating A Mikaelson Would Include...  

Nonship / Platonic / Relative!Reader Fics ~

When The Past Follows ☁

(Request) The Winchesters and their childhood friend Y/n visit New Orleans, where Y/n had a bad heartbreak. Her ex has two cases for them, but meanwhile, can’t help but sink his hybrid teeth into mischief, trying to get a rise out of Dean because of his unspoken feelings toward Y/n.

Freya Mikaelson

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Being A Winchester And Dating A Mikaelson Would Include...  

Finn Mikaelson

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Being A Winchester And Dating A Mikaelson Would Include...  

Kol Mikaelson

Headcannons ~

Being A Winchester And Dating A Mikaelson Would Include...  

Fics And More ~

Love Is The Greatest Power Of All ☁ ♡

Y/n and Kol have been together for centuries, she was traumatized over and lonely after his death, but vowed to avenge him. Years later, he’s in a new body, which she somehow already knows is him. Why? Because, it’s simple, love is the greatest power of all.

Snapping Is Over Rated ☁

It’s a bad time to be dating a Mikaelson when your brothers decide they want to go on a quest to kill the Original Family, who happen to be linked to each other.

Butterflies ♡

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Trusting You To Trust Yourself ★ ♡ ☁

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Alive ☁

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Hayley Marshall

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Time Can’t Heal All Wounds ☁

(Request) While Elijah believes he’s chasing after Hayley, his true feelings follow Y/n. And what hurts Hayley more than loving Elijah even after Jackson’s death, is knowing that.

Jackson Kenner

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Marcellus Gerard

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Davina Claire

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Camille O’Connell

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Aurora de Martel

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Tristan de Martel

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Lucien Castle

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A Sire And His Sired ☁

(Request) Lucien doesn’t know boundaries, especially when it comes to his sire’s beautiful lover. He’s convinced she’s a goddess, but the god that rules by her side isn’t too happy about his advances.

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Wynonna Earp 2x08 No Future in the Past

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Stray thoughts

1) We begin the episode with a flashback of little Waverly running on very thin ice because evil Willa threw her stuffed rabbit there. You know, in case you needed a friendly reminder that Willa was the worst. Waverly uses this anecdote to explain how, in a way, she always knew she didn’t belong in the Earp family. Willa hated her, so that must mean she wasn’t one of them, right? Well, wrong, Waverly. Willa was the fucking worst and that’s the only reason she hated Waverly. Wynonna tries to comfort Waverly and argues she saw her come home right after the hospital and that she even named her herself (how cute!) But… the fact that their parents brought Waverly home as a newly born baby doesn’t mean she was their daughter, right? I guess we’ll soon find out. While Willa tried to kill Waverly, Wynonna saved her, although she doesn’t remember that part. History does repeat itself, doesn’t it?

2) The Widows pay JC a visit, and it’s not looking good for old Juan Carlos…

I truly hope they don’t kill him off because I was hoping we would find out more about him and what’s his role. He seemed like a prophet of sorts?

3) Doc is headed to the salt flats so I guess he’ll soon find out Clootie is gone and he’s in trouble, right? Also, kind of bummed because I thought he would go to the doctor’s with Wynonna.

4) Wynonna saw her baby for the first time and totally freaked out. I mean, the doctor is giving her lectures about taking proper care of the person growing inside of her and then suggesting adoption is a viable option and then boom, here’s your baby! She had, what? all of two or three weeks to process she was pregnant and the baby might be a revenant hybrid? I think she’s handling it quite well, to be frank. She didn’t want to know the baby’s sex, but I have a feeling it’s going to be a girl.

5)  Wait, what happened? Was Wynonna kidnapped?!

Was that blood?!

6) The truck that took Wynonna was JC’s, so that means the widows have her, right?

7) Nicole makes a GREAT point…

NICOLE: Waves, Wynonna remembers you coming home from the hospital. Okay? So, who are you gonna trust more, your sister or a sociopathic revenant in a fuzzy coat?

But to be safe, Waverly sent in the blood samples. Okay, I’m calling it, she’s not an Earp. Or she’s a hybrid. The latter. She’s hybrid. Calling it.

8) Rosita suggests they should throw Wynonna a baby shower, and that’s very sweet of her? Unexpectedly sweet.

9) Oh, he’s back!

10) So, JC did kidnap Wynonna, the question is why? Is he possessed by the Widows or something? It didn’t look like he’d survive that bite at the beginning… Is the Church where the third seal is located?

11) So… JC has apparently a curse of his own. He claims he’d like to give Wynonna answers but he literally can’t because his burden is “to survive and witness, never to decide.” He also says that Wynonna is “all choices,” which is kind of funny considering how she really didn’t get to choose whether she wanted to continue her pregnancy or not. He then proceeds to instruct Wynonna to go into the church and do a ritual that will show her the truth, but I feel he’s leading her into opening the third seal?

12) She thinks the ritual didn’t work but she left the gun there…

13) And now she’s talking to Doc and he’s ignoring her and WTF! She’s traveled in time?!

“When am I?”  That sounds like a line out of Back to the Future.

14) OMG BOBO IS BACK!!!

And he looks like Spike before he was a vampire?! And Doc is bullying him in front of everyone? He’s being an asshole and I don’t care for it one bit.

15) Doc tells Bobo to sod off, basically, and that he’s been dying since he was 14 years old. He starts coughing, and I’m afraid my prediction that he’s getting his tuberculosis back might be on point…

16) Bobo, on the other hand, seems like a righteous dude, and he expresses absolute loyalty towards Wyatt Earp, so this means that his relationship with the Earps goes way, way before he was a revenant. And how did he become a revenant? And now I’m imagining he’s Waverly’s dad and he gave her to the Earps to protect her and that’s why he had that weird connection with her since she was a little girl? Am I insane? Please, don’t tell me.

17) I really enjoy the call back to Waverly’s safe phrase from a few episodes ago, “tacos are tasty.”

18) Wynonna finds her way back to the church only to find a dying Bobo del Rey after Wyatt shot Sheriff Clootie and his THREE WIVES are pissed off. So, I guess, Clootie the Stone Witch was one of these widows and the other two are the ones that possessed Mercedes and her sister, right? But how did Bobo die and why did he become a revenant?

19) Father Juan Carlo! So this dude also goes all the way back, huh? Did he try to mediate between Constance and the two widows? Is that how he got cursed?

20) Rosita is being super friendly and sweet, and Waverly is kind of suspicious and so am I? Nicole is trying to understand Rosita from the outsider’s perspective, but I don’t know, it seems too iffy.

21) Dolls is threatening JC and the padre says “she needs to see the past if we have any hope for a future.” And what does it all mean?!

22) So… Constance Clootie locked her demon husband away with the three seals. I guess if the three seals are opened, the Big Baddie will be released in the present, right? If I’m correct, there’s only one seal left…

23) And the reason JC finally decided to intervene was that he’s dying. Is it because of the Widow’s bite? Why didn’t they kill him? I still think he might be playing Wynonna…

24) It turns out Wyatt shot Bobo while he was being held by Clootie as a human shield. And that’s how he became a revenant! Before dying, Clootie cursed Earp by saying that all those killed by Peacemaker will go to Hell until Earp’s death when they will be resurrected until the next Heir kills them all. So… Bobo became a revenant because of his loyalty to Earp. Constance offered to give him a way out if he helped her find her sons’ bones. And that’s how their deal was born.

25) Oh, no. The DNA results arrived and Nicole kept them hidden from Waverly because “she was trying to protect her.” She’s not an Earp, is she? I love Nicole, but… why would she take the choice from Waverly? I think this was the worst possible way she could’ve found out she was not an Earp. Instead of being there for Waverly to support her when she found out, Nicole kept it hidden from her and hurt her. I don’t like this.

26)  The third seal… is a ring on Doc’s finger, a ring given to him by Clootie since the moment she threw him in the well. Bobo was given a choice… rescue Doc, get the ring and be cured, and allow Doc and Wyatt to be reunited. Or let Doc in the well forever, die, come back as a revenant and fulfill Constance’s wish to get the bones of her sons back. I guess Bobo was very jealous of Doc and Wyatt’s relationship, wasn’t he? Was the guilt over this choice what led him to work with Wyatt after he was a revenant, even though they were technically enemies?

27) Oh, Padre JC…

28) Well, here’s demon Dolls to save the day…

It’s his love for Wynonna what brought him back, right? These two are going to be a thing, I feel it in my bones, but I’m Team Doc ugh! And now he mercy-killed JC and damn, I really liked him.

29) Aaaand the Widows are setting the church on fire while both Wynonna and Dolls lie there unconscious. Cool. Cool cool cool.

30) Now Bobo actually sees Wynonna and can talk to her and calls her his angel, and… did she give him his nickname? And told him to remember how much she loved Wyatt Earp even after he becomes a revenant. So…? This means this trip back in time altered their future? OMG! It did! She told him that his angel’s name was Waverly so that he would protect her!!! That’s why he’d always protected Waverly!

31) In return, Bobo saved them by ringing the Church’s bell and waking Wynonna up.

32) Shit, Bobo saved his angel.

Can I just say that I love the relationship between these two A LOT? Like, a lot.

33) Dolls actually counted the seconds Wynonna didn’t breathe. That’s sweet.

34) OMG how didn’t I realize this? WYNONNA DIED. For a few seconds, but she did die! THAT MEANS… the revenants will be back! BOBO WILL BE BACK?!

35) YASSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!

36) Wow, what an intense episode! I feel like this a pivotal episode in the show, isn’t it? A game-changer. Like, it goes back to the beginning of the story and sets up the future while tying some loose ends. I guess Waverly and Bobo are not related after all, but how amazing is it that Wynonna’s quest is the reason Bobo maintained a good relationship with the Earps and protected Waverly? And what will it mean for Waverly to have Bobo back? Will she go ask him for answers about her real parents? And will Wynonna dying have other ramifications? I mean, she’s sort of reset the cycle, hasn’t she? That means that another Earp must become the Earp when she turns 27. But if Waverly is not an Earp, then who?! Wynonna’s baby? Will they do a time jump? Is this a Connor situation? So many questions!

More questions: Wynonna mentioned how her mother called Waverly her “angel”, which is Bobo’s monicker for her as well. Could it be that Waverly is her mother and Bobo’s love child? I mean, she was looking at the test results as she remembered how Bobo rescued her, so that has to mean something, right? And if she is a hybrid, does that mean that she could still be an Heir? Can you tell that I’m obsessed with this storyline? Like, Wynonna’s one-night-stand mentioned that it had happened once before, so this has to mean something, it must be connected to the main storyline...

Even more questions: If the revenants are those killed by Peacemaker, not an Heir, does this mean that both Willa and Wynonna’s father might return as revenants? She did kill them with Peacemaker, after all. 

Even MORE questions: Where does this whole seal-in-the-ring leave Doc? Why were Wynonna and Dolls so cozy in the bed as if they were a couple? Has Wynonna’s quest altered their past and their present as well? 

TOO MANY QUESTIONS, I’M SORRY, BUT PLEASE DON’T ANSWER ANY OF THEM, I’M JUST TRYING TO ORDER MY THOUGHTS AND LET YOU KNOW WHERE MY MIND’S AT AFTER WATCHING THIS AMAZING EPISODE. 

I’m truly in love with this show, I think it’s the closest thing to Buffy in the sense of how it blends different genres while still being a mainly supernatural show and how it has the characters and their relationships at the forefront while building this captivating mythology. I’m super glad you all got me to watch this show! I just hope I finish watching season 3 before season 4 is released, I’d love to watch the new episodes as they come out!

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