#Cassandra jean was so crazy for this

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“Remember this moment,” said Jace. “At the very next opportunity that offers, I am going to leave you to die at the bottom of an evil boat. I want you to remember why.”

Simon smiled to himself. “No, you won’t. You would never leave me to die at the bottom of an evil boat,” he muttered.

[wikitpowers]

ayo we were promised a dru comic this summer and yet still we have nothing sooo who do i gotta beat up

[all-mirth-no-matter]

Time After Time | Chapter Fourteen

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Reader, Tommy Shelby x Original Female Character

Summary: Startling revelations ensue after drinking the tea. While you wait for Tommy to return, Benji comes in search for another date. Ada takes you shopping for a new dress to wear to the races.

Warning: language, slight supernatural (kinda?), harassment (not anything explicit but not fun), less tommy in this one but promise next chapter will make up for it!

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Chapter 14: Raise Hell

I found myself an omen, and I tattooed on a sign. I set my mind to wandering, and I walk a broken line. You have a mind to keep me quiet, and although you can try. Better men have hit their knees, and bigger men have died. 

It came upon a lightning strike, and eyes of bright clear blue. I took that tie from around my neck, and gave my heart to you. I sent my love across the sea, and though I didn’t cry. That voice will haunt my every dream, until the day I die.

— Raise Hell, Brandi Carlile 

The tea cup landed on the rug with a soft thud, the hot liquid spilling at your feet — though you couldn’t feel a degree of it. 

Your mouth gapped open at the sight before you — your mother, sitting on the rug across from you, her legs crossed same as yours, as she smiled at you. 

“This isn’t real,” you whispered, still too surprised to move, your heart racing. 

Your eyes searched over your mother’s features, looking for some hint of something fake to indicate the trick that was being played here. 

But there was your mother — as plain as day. There was no otherworldly glow or translucent quality. She looked solid, wearing the same kind of modern shirt and jeans that she would have been wearing back when she was alive, looking very out of place against the 20th century backdrop. 

The only difference between the person in front of you and the memory of your mother was the smile on her face. 

“Real is quite relative, don’t you think, Y/N?”

Her voice sounded the same as well, if not maybe stronger than it had in her last handful of years. 

Instinct to combat your mother reared its ugly head as you scoffed and responded involuntarily, “Quite relative to whether I’m hallucinating or dreaming, sure.” 

Your mother chuckled, “I’ve missed you, my darling. We have so much to talk about.” 

Swallowing, you accepted that whether dream, hallucination, ghost, or indeed real, you’d done this for a reason. You’d been given this opportunity by the Delphi for a reason. It was now or never, and you couldn’t let a little thing like freaking out over talking to your dead mother stand in your way. 

“Do you know what’s happened to me?” you asked, feeling yourself sit up a little straighter. 

Her smile fell, eyes moving around the bedroom before landing back on you, running down the clothes you were wearing. “The curse. It finally came for you, too.” 

“Too? Are you saying—“

“Yes. I too was pulled from my present and into the past. As was my mother, and her mother, and her mother before that.” 

You couldn’t believe it. Of all the things you had expected, this hadn’t even crossed your mind. “How far back?” you wondered aloud.

She shrugged, “Centuries, I suppose. All the first born daughters of this cursed lineage. Cursed to know the future, because it’s our past.” 

So that was the schtick, you realized. You couldn’t predict the future, but you could recall it from a past that hadn’t happened yet — as long as you’d been paying attention. Your mother’s insistence of learning history now made more sense. 

And yet, there was still a big question, one you asked aloud, “Why?”

“I don’t know. That is still a mystery.” Your mother dropped her head slightly out of shame, “Even in death, I’m still searching for answers.” 

I curse you, Cassandra! The voice from your dreams echoed through your head and a crazy realization hit you. “Who was the first?”

Your mother swallowed. “When you were born, I saw a vision of my daughter. A woman who would know the future, just like I did. I heard the whisper of a name. It should have been a warning, but I was under a lot of drugs and hormones and thought the name was pretty. So did your father. We already had your first name picked out so on the spot agreed to name you Cassandra. I had no idea it was the name of our matriarch — of the first to be cursed.” 

“So it’s true, we come from the original Cassandra of Troy?” Your mother nodded and you shook your head. “But that doesn’t make any sense. Say the stories are true — say the Greek Gods really existed — she could actually tell the future and she’s from the ancient past.” 

“Another mystery.” 

You huffed, so sick of the ambiguity. 

“I’m sorry,” your mother said softly, causing you to meet her eyes again. “For lying to you all those years, for confusing you. For causing you grief and madness.” 

You felt a lump in your throat, your chest tight at hearing the acknowledgment you’d wished for your whole childhood. Your brain wanted to comfort her, tell her it was alright, but your heart was more wounded than you’d ever realized.

You swallowed down the rise of tears that were threatening to build and changed the subject. “When were you born?” 

She blinked, aware of your deflection method, and answered. “The early 2020s.” 

“But that’s so—“

“Close?” your mother sighed. “Yes. I grew up blissful — my mother never mentioned her own displacement. So when I was stripped from my loved ones in 2040 to 1990, I was distraught. I was lucky to meet your father, though regretfully I was never able to open myself up completely to him, still mourning the loss of my first love. I would jump from fits of madness to total denial. After we had you, I thought things would be different. But as you grew, I became more suspicious that you would also be stripped away from me, or I you, and the fear drove me mad. So I tried to prepare you. But the closer I got to my own birth date, the madder I became and more desperate for answers I grew. Eventually, I became convinced that I’d made the whole thing up. The line between reality and delusion became nonexistent.”

You felt the tears begin to pool again as you thought about your own struggles with reality since arriving here. Madam Despoina had told you that you were stronger than your mother. But that wasn’t fair. None of this was fair. 

“I’m sorry for your father, as well,” she went on. You opened your mouth to protest, but she stopped you. “I was able to warn him about certain events — terrorism, the housing bubble, natural disasters — but I couldn’t save him, not in the end.”

“Did you ever tell him? Properly, that is?” You found yourself asking, thinking about Tommy.

Your mother shook her head. “Not directly. The best I could come up with was the gift of prophecy. After a while of telling that story, a part of me began to believe it. Believe it for you.”

“I’m sorry,” you found yourself saying, “for being so hard on you. I didn’t understand—“

“And now you do,” she said with a soft smile, “more now than ever. And unfortunately, darling, I’m going to have to put pressure on you one final time.” 

“What do you mean?”

“The curse — it must be broken. You have to find a way to break it.” 

“Me? Why—“ your words stopped as you thought about Madam Despoina’s prophecy. “‘You have a chance to mend ancient mistakes. Break the cursed chain, end the line of travel.’ A woman from the Delphi family who said she was a descendent of the Pythia told me that.” 

She smiled knowingly again, “Your tattoo, ya?”

Your mouth dropped slightly, “You knew?” 

“I have the same one. I had the same impulse before I was pulled away. I didn’t even know you had it until I—“ she cut herself off, looking somber again before clearing her throat. “It’s the tree of knowledge, of balance. But how were you able to find them?”

“I’ve met some people since arriving here. A Romani family that I’ve grown quite close to. One of the brothers specifically, he— he helped me find them.” 

Your mother hummed as she listened, her eyes moving again to the space around you. “What year is this exactly?” 

“January 1919.” Your mother’s eyes widened. “I’ve been here a few months now.” 

“And I thought fifty years was a shock,” she murmured. “Remarkable. Although the interwar period has it’s merits I suppose. Roaring 20s, jazz, rise of automotives, electricity, women’s suffrage. Though suppose it also has it’s negatives: Great Depression, prohibition, facisism, gangsters—“ You must have had a reaction, because your mother paused. “This man, is he a nice man?”

You swallowed at that, your eyes shifting. “I think he wants to be. But the circumstances are a little more complicated.” 

“Complicated like organized crime complicated?” She retorted, and you were surprised at her humor in the situation. “Oh sweetheart, you didn’t—“ 

You scrunched your face, “I didn’t mean to. There’s been odd coincidences between us since even before we met. I had a vision of him the night I woke up here. He had one of me as well. And then there’s the other dreams—“

“What dreams?”

You took a deep breath, feeling once again like you were in a room filled with puzzle pieces trying to figure out which was the right piece to pick up and share with your mother. “I’ve had dreams. Very real feeling dreams of myself as Cassandra in ancient Troy. They’ve just been pieces though, it still feels incomplete.” 

“You’ve got a strong connection to her,” your mother mused. “There has to be something in those dreams, that story, that can help you?” 

Shifting in your place, she rose her brow at you. A wave of nostalgia hit you as you recalled the look many times from your childhood. She knew you had more. 

“The Delphi woman, Madam Despoina, she— she called him Apollo. It’s his face I see in my dreams when I, as Cassandra, am with him, as Apollo. But I— I don’t know what that means.”

Her eyes narrowed as the muscle in her cheek flinched, “And does he mean something to you?” 

Her question caused your brow to furrow. “What does that have to do with this?” 

“Mother’s intuition, I suppose,” she smiled. “It’s been good to see you, my darling.” 

“What do you—“ 

You blinked. 

She was gone. 

——-

You woke up the next morning on the cold floor of your apartment, the empty tea cup still laying on the rug. 

“Mum!” you exclaimed with a jolt upward, looking to the spot in front of you. 

But of course, no one was there. You were as alone in your apartment as you’d been when you arrived last night.

You reached for the tea cup and knew that it didn’t matter. Yesterday you might have tried to argue with yourself that you’d simply been dreaming or hallucinating, but the time for denial was over. 

Whatever this stuff had been that Madam Despoina gave you had given you the ability to talk with your mother last night. 

As you got ready for your shift at the Garrison, you tried to go through everything your mother had said to you, trying to commit it to memory, afraid that any little bit of it could slip away. 

You were going through it for about the twentieth time when a patron cleared his throat at the bar. 

“Apologies, I was—“ you turned and your customer service smile fell, “Oh, Benji, hello.” 

“I was just coming by to see when you were available next,” he said, offering you his most handsome smile. “No deaths or births or any other excuses this time, eh?”

Your brow lifted, finding that statement slightly rude. It’s not as if you’d blown him off for a headache or something minor — someone had died. 

But you knew what you had to do. Benji had been nothing but nice, if not a little forward, with you since you’d meet. It’d been wrong of you to accept his invitation when you were feeling alone and rejected. You couldn’t allow him to continue to believe he had a shot, but there was no reason to be rude about it. 

“I’ve been thinking about that, Benji, and I just— I don’t think it’s such a great idea.” His smile slowly began to fall as you talked, his brow creasing. “I shouldn’t have accepted in the first place,” you continued, feeling awkward and guilty. 

“Come on, love, you haven’t even given me a chance,” he tried to defend, pulling another smile on his face, though it didn’t reach his eyes. 

“I wasn’t ready to start anything. I’m still— I’m still adjusting and I—“

“Hmm,” Benji shoved his fists in his pocket. “And this wouldn’t have anything to do with the rumors going around of you and Tommy, would it?”

Your mouth opened slightly at the allegation, but you couldn’t form any kind of defense. Instead you crossed your arms, “I’m not sure what you’re talking about.” 

“Liar,” he hissed, slamming his fist to the bar top. The handful of patrons in the pub looked toward them, curious by the commotion. Benji noticed the eyes and cleared his throat, lowering his voice as he lifted his finger. “You’re making a big mistake, Y/N. Tommy-boy can’t sit on the throne forever, I’ll make sure of that.” 

He gave you a wicked smile as he turned and left the pub, slamming the door on his way out. 

You contemplated whether you should tell anyone about your interaction with Benji. Unsure if his threats were real or brought on simply by rejection and jealously, you decided to stay quiet for now. 

Things had been quiet for a few days afterwards, but slowly you began to notice some major irregularities in the books. Benji’s numbers were showing signs of stealing again. It started off small, similar to what it’d been when you originally became suspicious of him. But now it was quite obvious.

Finally, you came to the conclusion that you had no choice but to bring this to Polly’s attention. It was early in the morning before the shop opened. Polly was helping with John’s kids while Ada was MIA (though if you were a betting woman, you’d say she was with Freddie), and you found yourself sitting alone at the kitchen table, book open in front of you as you felt weirdly conflicted over Benji’s malfeasance.

In the past, you hadn’t been aware of what happened to the people you reported. But now, you knew that there were physical repercussions for stealing from the Shelbys, even as extreme as death. And whether it was guilt for leading him on or some piece of you that still believed that deep down he was a good guy — you began to contemplate whether he deserved a fair warning before you officially reported him. If he knew that he wasn’t as sneaky as he thought he was, that someone was paying attention to him, maybe he’d realize his mistake and end it before something bad happened to him.

You got up to get some tea, trying to think through how exactly you were going to warn him without giving yourself away, when the front door opened.

“How were the kids?” You asked over your shoulder as you poured, assuming Polly had returned.

“Y/N?”

A deeper voice than you expected came from behind you. Spinning around, you were surprised to find the man himself standing in the kitchen doorway.

Your heart rate surged when his eyes moved curiously from you to the table, the open diary and pencil next to it.

“You–” he started, the gears in his head turning to process the scene in front of him. “It’s been you all along.”

“What are you–” you tried to discreetly walk toward the other set of doors, but Benji rounded the table quicker than you, cutting off your escape routes.

What was the saying about good intentions?

“Benji you shouldn’t—“ you tried to lift up your arms between you.

His eyes narrowed and he took a step toward you. Your back hit the counter behind you as he caged you in. “It’s you isn’t it? I kept trying to figure out how it was Lenny and Jackson got stitched. And there you were all along — the little mouse hiding in plain sight.”

“Get off me!” You shouted as you tried to push him away, but he grabbed your arms. You tried to use some of the self defense moves you’d learned, but Benji was stronger than you’d anticipated, and much more sober than the last man you had to fight off of you in the pub. He spun you around and pinned your arms behind your back, pressing his weight onto you so you were pinned even tighter against the shelves and counter. You tried to kick, but he had your legs locked between his.

You were completely defenseless.

“You think you can fuck with me—“

“I wasn’t— I haven’t said anything–,” you gasped out, your face against the shelves as you tried to catch your breath while still struggling to get him off you. You felt the tears begin to fall down your face as you felt helpless.

“And you fucking won’t! You killed my mates. I’m gonna make you wish you’d never met Tommy—“

“Oi!”

Polly’s voice shouting from the doorway finally caused Benji to release you. At the slightly feel of freedom, you pushed him off and ran for the other other end of the kitchen. You grabbed a near empty bottle near you and threw it at him. He ducked as it broke against the wall behind him.

“Out!” Polly shouted, grabbing his arm and pushing him out the door. “And don’t you dare come back!”

Benji was shouting as well, raving that he was a Peaky Blinder dammit, and no one could stop him from getting what he wanted.

He looked back at you as he said that and you shivered.

Sure, you were shaken by being manhandled like that by someone you thought was a good enough man. But more than that, you were angry. This had been the second time since you’d been here that a man thought he could toss you around like you were some kind of doll.

Polly turned back toward you, and immediately got busy pouring you a cup of tea. She let you take your time as you finally launched into explanation. At the end, she calmly rose from her seat and found Scudboat in the betting den, who’d shown up at some point in all your distraction. You watched as she whispered in his ear and then calmly again walked back toward the kitchen. She reached into a drawer and pulled out a small handgun.

“You know how to use this?” 

Nodding, she handed it to you and told you to keep it on you from now on. 

“Go back to work, Y/N. Benji won’t be bothering you again.” 

——-

Polly had been right. Another week went by and you hadn’t seen or heard a peep from Benji. Part of you wondered if the bastard was dead, and you weren’t sure how exactly you felt when you realized that you didn’t really care. 

You also wondered if Tommy knew now about what happened with Benji. You hadn’t heard from him since he left again, but knew from Polly and Ada that they’d be back by the following weekend. 

In all the excitement, you’d forgotten about Tommy’s invitation to the races. When Ada burst into your apartment to announce that they were going shopping, you’d been surprised. It’d been a while since you’d been to the shops, but you weren’t going to deny the opportunity to find something nice to wear to your first race. 

“I’ve been crying nonstop for weeks,” Ada explained as you both walked around, looking at different fabrics as she pointed out some options. “Every little thing sets me off, I tell ya. I thought it was because of the funeral, but Martha and I weren’t really that close. Suppose it’s sympathy for the kids. Dunno. It’s been making me so tired though. I think I may be ill or something.” 

“Maybe,” you mused, grabbing the dress she handed you. 

A woman caught the corner of your eye. At your gaze, she dropped her head and turned. 

You ignored her, used to people staring when she was out with Ada. You hadn’t understood it when you’d first become friends, but now you realized. 

When you saw her again at the next shop, you began to feel less like it was accidental. 

“Hi,” you greeted when you met her eyes again. She looked away and tried to leave, but you spoke again, “Can I help you?” 

The woman stopped finally and turned, her head down slightly sheepishly. She wore a small hat and trendy dress, her hair was cut short like most women of the day, and you could tell she was quite tall, though she seemed to slouch slightly. Her facial features were sharp, complimenting her slim body shape. She was quite beautiful, and in your day could see her being the ideal supermodel. But the bags under her eyes and wornness of her skin led you to believe that her story probably wasn’t that simple. Not here, in Small Heath. 

“Pardon?” She finally said innocently, trying to subtly give you a once over as well. 

You shrugged, “It just seemed like you were needing something from me. My mistake.” 

You turned to leave but she spoke again. “This is incredibly improper of me, but I saw you and I just— you and Tommy, ya?” 

As you turned back to her, your brow creased. Instinct had you looking around for Ada. Ever since your encounter with Benji, you’d been edgier than you’d ever been, always looking for the exits and for familiar faces to run toward. It made you feel incredibly vulnerable and you absolutely hated it. You felt your fingers grip the strings of your handbag, knowing the gun Polly had given you was safely tucked away inside.

Swallowing, you resounded yourself to shake it off, to toughen up, and you straightened your shoulders as you addressed the stranger once again. “Excuse me?” 

“My sister saw you both walking home often late at night. I suppose he’s moved on, I shouldn’t be surprised.” She was rambling now, her cheeks blushed as if she were embarrassed by her own words. “I know we shouldn’t be speaking of this, not in public at least. It’s just hard, y’know, losing a customer. Especially one like him.” 

Customer. You looked over the stranger in front of you again and tried to think of any other instance where her phrasing would make sense aside from the very clear one that came to mind. 

Ada called for you, reaching you with a handful of dresses. You turned back to the woman who nodded and made her leave. 

“Ada, who was that?” 

She craned her neck and clicked her teeth. “Ah, that was Lizzie Stark. Surprised you haven’t seen her around town. Though why would you, less you were payin’ I suppose. Here, try these on.” 

——-

It’d been a while since you’d been on a real date. Even before you’d been sent to this place, dates had started to dwindle as you got older and got more choosy. For a while, starting in college, you’d easily been able to flirt with someone new, get to know them, and then start a fling for a while until one or both of you got bored. The couple serious relationships you’d had were harder for you. Being vulnerable hadn’t come easy for you, and it created commitment and trust issues. Dates became more complicated than they were worth. 

Tommy had greeted you at your place, and you surprised yourself with how much you missed him in the few weeks he’d been away. There was something about his presence, knowing that he was here, in the city, gave you a wave of some kind of safety and security that you hadn’t realized you’d been missing. 

He looked tired, though he smiled at you warmly as he walked you toward the family car, and offered you a hand in as you climbed in. 

This had been the first time you’d actually been excited for a date since possibly high school. 

And of course, Harry had to go and buzz kill your mood the day before the races. He hadn’t meant to, of course. After the Benji incident, he’d been extra protective and cautious. You’d explained the situation (without the stealing money from the Shelbys part) and he’d been surprisingly sensitive. But he believed his recent pub decision would make you feel better instead of make you sour.

“Somethin’ the matter?” He asked when you were quieter than he expected. “If this is about Hancock—“

“No,” you answered, already knowing from Polly that Tommy and the brothers had learned of Benji’s malfeasance, but he’d disappeared before Scudboat and Lovelock could find him. You’d cursed your previous self for trying to be sympathetic toward the man — it seemed like you’d just made everything worse. “It’s nothing honestly, just something silly.” 

“Go on, then. I can handle silly.” 

Your cheek flinched as you looked over toward Tommy, humored by him even saying the word ‘silly’. He rose his eye brow as he looked over to you, offering you a smirk before pulling his eyes back to the road. 

“Harry’s putting in an advertisement in the paper for another barmaid.” 

Tommy’s smirk turned into a frown, “Is he mad? The place wouldn’t be standin’ without you — I’ve seen the numbers, I know. I’ll have a word with Harry—“

“He’s not replacing me,” you quickly corrected. “I thought the same thing, but he wants me to concentrate more on the books and said he’d rather bring someone in part time to fill in behind the bar.” 

“Ah,” his brow creased as he gave you a short look. “The problem, then?” 

You sighed, knowing that you were being childish. “I’m just feeling territorial, is all. I know I’m not technically being replaced, but part of it feels that way. Did I mention I have a small case of control issues? I blame it on being an only child.” 

Tommy chuckled softly and shook his head. “You have nothing to worry about. If anything it’ll leave more time for you to do your real job.” 

“My real job?” You asked him curiously. 

“The Shelby business, ‘course. Wheels are already in motion, and today we’re going to enact the second part of my plan.” 

“And that is?” 

Tommy smiled, “Gonna buy a horse.”

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Tattoos

Fishing for treasure submission

OC edition.

Pairing: Dean Winchester/Castiel

~~

Michelle chewed her gum and desperately wished it were a cigarette, but she'd quit three years earlier. Sighing as she eyed the clock, she figured she might actually kill someone for another cup of coffee, but she knew from decades of experience that any more before she ate would give her shaky hands. Not a good look on a tattoo artist. She coughed lightly into her sleeve, careful not to fight the pain or the catch in her chest. It only made it worse when she did.

The door chimed and she glanced up, watching two tall, really good looking guys walk in. They were both in jeans and t-shirts, and if she had any appreciation for the male form other than aesthetics, she might have been drooling at the very nice physiques on display. At a guess, they both looked like they were about her own age, and were around six feet each. The first had sandy brown hair and an easy smile, and sauntered over to look at the flash display with an endearing bowlegged walk.

The other man, who'd followed through the door with his hand intimately on the first man's lower back, walked to the counter, eyeing the jewellery curiously. He met her eyes with a more reserved smile than the first guy, but there were little lines around his bright blue eyes, and she got the feeling they'd crinkle up when he grinned or laughed.

Glancing between them, she noticed both men were going just a little grey, dusting at their temples and in the shadow of their neatly trimmed facial hair. Her fingers itched for her pens, because their profiles were incredible, and she wanted to capture them on paper.

"Hey," she greeted the dark-haired man. "You thinking about a piercing?"

He glanced at her, then back down at the case, his head cocked curiously to one side.

"Maybe," he answered, and holy shit! That was a deep voice. It rumbled out of the man's chest, like velvety gravel.

"Not what we're here for, Angel-face," the second man said, approaching with that swagger and slipping an arm around the other's waist.

"Tattoos?" she confirmed, and sighed internally when they nodded. "Sorry, we're by appointment only this morning, and I've got a couple coming in any minute."

The blue-eyed man squinted at her a little, but the other guy just grinned, and it was damn unfair that his smile could be that sexy and still so boyish. His green eyes twinkled, and she noticed the freckles dotted across the bridge of his nose.

"Dean and Castiel Winchester, ten-thirty, right?" he said with a teasing grin, pointing at himself then his partner, and she blinked. Checking the appointment on her iPad, she laughed softly.

"Says Cass here, sorry. I shouldn't have assumed it meant Cassandra or something. Dumb move on my part. Alright! I'm Michelle, I'll be taking care of you today. Says you're looking for script, no embellishments?"

"You got it," Dean replied, and she nodded.

"First of all, health waivers. Fill 'em out, sign, don't steal the pens!" she ordered with a wink, and Dean laughed, a loud, boisterous laugh that made the other man smile wide.

She'd been right about the eye crinkles, and his nose even scrunched up. Adorable.

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Read the rest on AO3 here.

Heads up, the work was originally posted as an entry for Suptober 2022, so it's a single chapter in a mess of other one shot stories. Lots of craziness, so mind the author's notes if you decide to explore!

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ur glee au... oooooooh, the thoughts are thinking...

now i have to know what songs everyone sings and what they sound like!!!! i personally think emma frost would sound like holly and sing turning tables (i know she wasnt in the og post but i know it in my heart this is her), and then scott is totally finn singing losing my religion. and all of the boys can sing man in the mirror (such an underrated performance, again scott is finn).

i literally cant believe this hasnt been done before. youve just opened a realm of possiblities for shitposts.

Ahh, this is a lot of fun. I just had to answer this one right away. Let’s see.

Warning: this is a very long post. If you don’t know anything about Glee, it might not make sense. I didn’t include every single X-Men, as I can’t really imagine what they’d sound like. If you come in here and say, “where’s (blank),” I will put thumbtacks in your shoes.

If you have your own ideas, I’d love to hear them.

I feel like this goes without saying, but this is only focusing on the voices and performances, not the characters themselves. There would be some crazy comparisons, if that were the case.

I can see Emma sounding like Holly. If she was in Glee, she’d probably be a Cheerio, or a substitute teacher like Holly. Turning Tables is a good fit for Emma (definitely singing it about Scott or something like that). I can also hear her as Cassandra’s voice. She’d kill the Americano/Dance Again cover.

Yeah, I imagined Scott sounding like Finn, or maybe Blaine (only for his Cough Syrup performance, which I think fit Scott). I mostly imagine Finn because Jean probably sounds like Rachel, and Rachel always overpowers Finn in duets. That makes sense for Scott and Jean.

Following that line of thought, Jean’s song is definitely It’s All Coming Back To Me Now. But actually… Jean could also have that slow jam voice that Shelby has (Jean sounding like Elsa from Frozen is so funny to me). I just think I Dreamed a Dream fits Jean’s character so well. And also, Shelby ate Rachel up in Poker Face. Not my favorite cover from Glee at all, but Shelby sounded nice in it.

Warren would definitely be a Warbler. Hunter’s voice is very underrated, and I can see him doing Live While We’re Young. This may be controversial, but I actually kind of enjoyed the Whistle cover. It’s fun. Warren could pull it off. I can also hear him sounding like Elliott in my head. I never thought I’d hear Adam Lambert sing Marry The Night, but here we are.

Bobby probably wouldn’t be a Warbler, but I think Skylar’s voice matches him a lot. He’d have that bit of texture around the edges. My Sharona isn’t a favorite song of mine, but the energy has Bobby written all over it.

Okay, another Warbler one, I know, but a small part of me can hear Hank sounding like Sebastian (obviously, their characters aren’t anything alike). Part of me imagines Hank having a surprisingly soft voice, and Sebastian’s Want You Back performance is actually kinda good. But I’m going back and forth on it. I can can also hear him as Cooper Anderson. I think if we go with Blaine for Scott instead of Finn, he would do a great job duetting with Hank in Somebody That I Used To Know (one of Glee’s best covers, in my opinion).

Storm is 100% Jane. I can see her having a smooth voice that can easily fluctuate between soft and powerful, and Jane fits that so well. I don’t know why, but I like Glee’s Rather Be performance. I think it fits Storm a lot. That being said, she definitely pulls out the Tightrope performance at some point. She deserves it, it’s so good.

This might be favoritism, because Roderick is probably my top singer from Glee, but I think his Mustang Sally performance fits Gambit a lot. I really wish Roderick (and all of the season 6 kids) got more performances. I think Gambit would have a bit of that powerful soul sound and texture to his voice. And then he can sing Take Me To Church with Rogue as the harmony.

You know, Rogue can go a couple of different directions. I can actually see her being Quinn in Unpretty or Bree in Nasty, but maybe with a bit more twang. She’s a Cheerio in my head because Magneto would 100% send her to spy on Glee Club.

Kitty probably sounds like… Kitty. Maybe she’d do Everybody Talks with Piotr, who I’m back and forth on for sounding like Jake (if you can see the vision, Piotr would kill Jake’s Let Me Love You cover). But I can also see her being Britney in Me Against the Music, with Illyana as Santana. I can see Illyana sound like Santana, but also…

… Follow me with this. I feel like Illyana would be one of the top singers. She’d probably hide it, but she has a voice of an angel. And for that, she sounds like Mercedes in my head. I just think she has the ability to pull off that gospel sound and just chooses not to. Kitty would probably walk in on her singing And I Will Always Love You and be like, “bitch, you gotta join Glee club.” She’d kill Bust Your Windows, too. I just think Illyana has a lot of energy and power behind her voice.

I’m torn with Kurt. He could totally pull off Bryan Ryan in Piano Man or Dream On (it’s just someone has to be cursed with sounding like Will Schuester), but I kind of imagine him as Artie, too. If we go that gospel sound for Kurt that Artie has, I think he’d do something sweet like Isn’t She Lovely. But then he could be Rory in I Wanna Go Home. I feel like Kurt could hit some high notes. And he’s also a Cheerio at some point. Wanda convinced him.

Betsy is Santana. I will not elaborate. She just is. Betsy auditions with This Girl Is On Fire and kills it. She’d probably be a Cheerio at some point, too. And she can sing Smooth Criminal with Warren as Sebastian. Objectively one of the best Glee covers.

Jubilee… if she isn’t a joke character like Sugar, then I can actually imagine her sounding like Dani (yes, you heard that right, Jubilee sounds like Demi Lovato in my head… I just think her voice would be very textured). Jubilee would sound so sweet singing Here Comes the Sun with someone like Storm.

Kind of out of nowhere; Sue Sylvester’s Vogue performance reminds me of Moira. I can see Moira filling Ms. Pillsbury role in Glee, but her singing voice sounds like Sue in my head.

Okay, Wanda is either Madison or Tina. I think Madison fits very well, and she can even sing Come Sail Away with Pietro. But she might have a bit of that texture that Tina has. Her song would probably be Because You Loved Me if that were the case. Wither way, she’s 100% a Cheerio, since Magneto runs the cheer team.

Lorna has 2 different voices in my head. Like Wanda, I can see her sounding like Madison, but I kind of think she’d be great at ballads like Sunshine. She’d kill All By Myself, and then have a fun duet with someone in Telephone (maybe Wanda as Rachel, but let’s be for real, Sunshine ate Rachel up in Telephone). Sunshine just sounded so great.

Pietro in my head sounds like Mason. I’m not a bit Pietro fan, but I’ll bless him with the amazing performance of I Want To Break Free. You’re welcome, Pietro fans.

That’s all I can think of. Again, I’d love to hear your own thoughts.

[multifandomfanfiction]

I'm Gonna Show You Crazy Part 2

TITLE: I’m Gonna Show You Crazy Part 2 PAIRING: [Malcom/Cassie Lector (OC)] RATING: T CHAPTER: 2/? SUMMARY: Malcom and Cassie have their date and it doesn't go that well.

[A/N - So this a sort-of sequel/continuation of "I'm Gonna Show You Crazy" that I wrote back in 2019. I had a whole series of fics I was gonna write, but of course I never wrote them down so I have no idea where I was going with it. So now we're gonna do something different with the same ending I was planning.]

For their date, Malcom came down to Baltimore. That had at least earned him some brownie points from Hannibal since he was apprehensive of letting Cassie travel all the way to New York City without him or Will.

Sometimes Hannibal’s over-protectiveness bothered Cassie, but she understood. She knew that she reminded him of his little sister Mischa, so naturally he worried about her.

Well that and he was a serial killer, so he knew what kind of things could happen to her. Even though he knew Cassie could fend for herself if needed.

Like she told Dr. Whitly, there had been some…unfortunately accidents. Accidents that Hannibal helped her cover up of course.

It wasn’t like she’d meant to murder people. She blacked out and it had just…happened. Even though she had taken people’s lives, she didn’t crave the blood and violence like she knew Hannibal did.

But every time she did, Hannibal would look at her with such pride. As if she was following in the family footsteps.

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

Malcom and Cassie met at a coffee shop (of Hannibal’s choosing) not far from the house.

She knew Hannibal would be watching, so she made sure to pick a seat where Malcom couldn’t possibly spot him.

Malcom came in wearing a denim button-up shirt, scarf, peacoat, and dark wash jeans. Cassie couldn’t deny that he was attractive.

She met him at the counter.

“Cassie, good to see you again.”

Cassie laughed. “There’s no need to be so formal, Malcom.”

Malcom smiled and looked down bashfully. “I’m sorry. Growing up…well you’ve met my father.”

 “Yeah. Seems a little OCD and wanting things to be just so. Hannibal is like that about some things.” His murders.

They stepped up to the counter and ordered their drinks.

“Do you have any other siblings?” Malcom asked.

Cassie shook her head. “It’s always just been Hannibal and I. What about you?”

“I have a sister, Ainsley. She’s a journalist.”

“Ah.”

They picked up their drinks sat down in some chairs by the window.

“So I did some research into your cousin,” Malcom said.

That statement made Cassie stop drinking her coffee. She should have felt offended by him snooping, but she had done the same thing. She knew what Dr. Whitly was accused of doing.

“He’s my brother. Not my cousin. We may be cousins by blood, but he is first and foremost my brother. I know my brother’s past and it was unfortunate what happened to him and his family. I don’t ask him about what happened and we don’t discuss it. It was a deeply traumatic experience, but he’s grown and moved past it. I’d appreciate if you didn’t bring it up again.”

“I’m sorry if I’ve offended you.”

“Just…please don’t talk about it around Hannibal.”

That was a sure-fire way to get himself killed, which would in turn motivate Martin to retaliate and Cassie wasn’t interested in getting in the middle of two psychopaths.

“Why don’t you tell me more about yourself?”

Cassie smiled and told Malcom of how she had been accepted into art school right out of high school.

“Your brother must be very attached to you to follow you across the country.”

Cassie narrowed her eyes at him. “I’m not sure what you’re implying Mr. Bright.”

“He clearly needs you close to him which implies that there’s a level of unhealthy obsession.”

Cassie wanted to snap at Malcom, but she knew why Hannibal wanted her close to him. She was reminded of her first meeting with Will.

There have been many famous Cassandra’s in history, but none as famous as the daughter of Troy,” Hannibal said.

“Of Greek mythology?” Will asked.

“ She was admired by the God Apollo, however she refused his advances so he cursed her. Her prophecies would no longer be believed. She was written off as insane and a liar.”

“I think this meeting is over,” Cassie said. She stood up and stormed out of the coffee shop.

“Cassie! Wait!” Malcom called after her.

Cassie was heading for the alleyway where she knew Hannibal’s car was parked.

Malcom grabbed her arm as she stepped into the crosswalk.

“Let go of me! I’m not going to just sit and listen to you insult the only person who’s ever truly loved me!” Cassie yelled.

“Please. Just come back inside,” Malcom begged her.

“No!”

It happened so fast.

One moment they were arguing in the street, the next she was on her back with Malcom on top of her.

There was the loud honking of a car and the screeching of tires.

Malcom’s bright blue eyes stared into her dark ones. The adrenaline rushing through her body gave Cassie the bravery to do something.

She grabbed the back of Malcom’s neck and kissed him.

[calronhunt]

Saw your answer regarding the inspiration to WAC, it's really interesting! I don't know the media in question, but I love hearing what inspires people. Are there any other tidbits regarding what inspires you that you'd like to share? For any of your stories! Is music something that inspires you a lot? Sorry for the weird rambly message, inspiration is just. Really cool to me :)

Thank you very much! You've given me the chance to ramble on extensively and i will make you regret that. and It's funny that You ask that bc I made this a while ago for inspirations for Crushed Olive Branch!

Inspirations are sometimes hard for me to pinpoint bc a lot of the time it's unconcious or like "i like this thing and i think it would be neat to incorporate into xyz story." Like tbh, In above, I don't think Always Raining Here or In Other Lands had an ACTIVE inspiration to anything in COB, but the vibes are definitely there. I would say the MAIN inspiration for Crushed Olive Branch is Queen of Air and Darkness+real life events that happen in my life.

and this is entirely the art direction of COB, but the reason it's only flat colored with lined bgs is because of Cassandra Jean's art! (She does the artwork for the official Shadowhunters Graphic Novels so it felt appropriate+she's just a massive art inspiration for me in general) I'm definitely not as good as her, but I hope the vibes come across at least somewhat lol!!

OTHERWISE for general inspiration for all my stories, i fall back on Revolutionary Girl Utena and Berserk. Both are pieces of media that i love dearly dearly and have inspired me, my writing, and what I want my writing to be. COB def has more Utena inspirations whereas WAC has way more Berserk inspirations. Lain is so Guts coded it's crazy, and I straight up basically stole a good portion of Juri's schtick from Utena for Nerissa.

The other big inspiration is just....my personal experiences. COB was written in the middle of a bad situation, and it's only years later that I realize that I had written a lot of That into the story subconsciously. Almost every single character of mine has some part of Me or someone I know inside of them, whether that be consciously or not.

ALSO TO FINALLY GET TO YOUR QUESTION ABOUT MUSIC, Songs used to help me figure out plot points in my stories, but not all that much anymore. Nowadays I usually come across a song and go "oh this fits blorbo from my mind" instead of "oh i WANT this to fit blorbo of my mind." however it does say on the cob inspiration that you belong with me inspired mattias' whole deal so it def still happens! just not quite as much as it used to. It usually helps me figure out a character's general Vibe and Not their character arc or a plot point or something! It's a good jumping off point for me!

[celestial-sadgirl]

Spoilers for Fantasy High Junior Year Ep. 1 Below The Cut

As well as my mostly nonsense commentary

Songs a banger. We knew this.

The new dome set is so cool. Rick Perry. Legend.

If we let Brennan snack then we should let Emily French Press

HOOT GROWL!

BOX OUT

Holding hands cause the smaller table 😫

NEW MAP NEW MAP NEW MAP

OMG THE NEW DOME PROJECTIONS

I never thought about it but for some reason the Night Yorb being manta-ray shaped makes SO much sense

Yorbies

Hangvan leveled up

TWO MINIS?!?!

Skater and Non-Skater Fig. I’m obsessed

Feel like Gorgus is going through a “car guy” arc with the hangvan

Ok I feel terrible cause I’ve watched all of Fantasy High and FHSY and all the one shots, but I have no memory of Squeem. I LOVE HIM THOUGH

Adaine being able to call herself a cool kid means the world to me

DONT GIVE BRENNAN ANOTHER DOG TO KILL

Moggy The Doggy I love you

Ok same as Squeem, who is Gorgus Homunculus?

BABY!

Love that he serves no purpose other than to be annoying.

Fabian being stuck in the van with baby is so funny

I need to know how Brennan statted the battle sheet

Seated minis?!

Rick, you are incredible.

Ecaf?!??

Who are all these new companions? I feel like I’m going crazy

Since when does Fabian have a mirror he flirts with???

What did I miss??????????

Jacked Kristen Applebees

Also I haven’t seen anyone mention that Kristen is fully wearing the Kill Bill tracksuit

I’m still not over how I feel about Riz’s new art

Ring Guy Riz Gukgak

Good to know even with Riz’s glow up he’s still a fucking dork

Immediately bullying Riz’s mini for not having rings. I’ve missed the intrepid heroes so much

Sleven

Opening the season with a battle already halfway through is such a cool concept and such an incredible way to get us into season 3

Obsessed with Riz over justifying all his fashion choices

Hot inspector gadget. Yep.

Ok seriously who is this horny ass mirror

Aww comparing their first table jumping failed combat to halving half of them just chilling on top of a moving van

Not bad kids related but I absolutely love Lou’s orange mushroom shirt

LOU WILSON GET NEW DIE

wtf Fabian’s first roll is fucking Nat1

Straight Facts Siobhan. Teenage boys are so fucking reckless and dumb

The rest of the intrepid heroes need to just kidnap Lou’s dice at this point

Fabian getting stuck in the grate. Who else do we know who once got stuck under then Hangvan

Ok I’m gonna need close up pictures up every single mini

Silvery Barbs is such a good spell.

Emily and Muprh flirting by giving eachother advantage on their Silver Barbs.

Of fucking course Ally rolls a Nat20 immediately

A lot of their new gear seems to be specifically for defeating the Night Yorb. I wonder what else we’ll see the Solar Lasso do

I wanna inhale the night

I’m ready for the well-rolling murph era

First weird drink reference from Ally Beardsley: Yerba Mate

Why is Kristen being so rude to Cassandra?

(I know why. Babe, stop creating deities and then ghosting em)

Hot Take, I think it’d be cool if Kristen switched classes. I mean idk if being a cleric is working out for her.

Hey it’s ok Zac, you don’t have to trade your dice. Don’t succumb to peer pressure.

Emily gleefully yelling “40 Damage!” over the sound of everyone bullying Zac

WHO IS SQUEEM?!!

Why does it have kissable lips?👄

Wait it’s an eye?

Omg the pins on Adaine’s jean jacket! So cool

Brennan changing his voice based on what element his npc is made out of. Truly built in a lab to be a GM behaviour

God the bad kids are treating gorgus van so bad and that is so real for teens

I knew guys who jumped on the hood of their friends car while borrowing it. And it 100% broke it. The guy was without his car for almost a year, and idk if they dudes who broke the car even paid him for it.

I hate(love) Brennan’s stupid face when he’s shaking a shit load of die menacingly and just waiting for his players to notice. Bad Guy Shit

Siobhan’s PC dying in the first combat of the season will never get old.

Ally reading their spell cards is coming to wreck Brennans shit up

Siobhan simultaneously roasting Lou and Murph when she’s the one rolling like shit is incredible

Wait so Kristen is getting her spells from getting swole?

I hope if we see the dust mephits again they name them Eugene, Zack, and Keith. The Dry guys

Murph dropping the pop culture reference for once with “Speed” and Ally immediately hopping on is so funny and cute

Balthazar and Duggan McCann

Ok I know I’m not going crazy, this is some weird bit. Introducing all these new NPCs as if they are beloved favourites.

Having the huge parts of the season just be one big offscreen inside joke is both infuriating and hilarious

Is this a dream battle or smth. It feels like one long drug induced dream combat

The Vulture Returns!

One of these days Brennan will make a vulture important just to fuck with the Intrepid Hero’s

Just to be clear I do love all the new characters, Balthazar seems dope. I just am very confused

So much to say about Fabian and Ecaf, cont write it all here rn. Will have to make separate post

RIP Balthazar, we hardly knew ya. Good luck to your 6 month old parrots

Mid combat emailing is no longer just for Ally

It’s so cute whenever Murph backs Brennan up as a GM when the cast starts to tease him for shit like Yathmags. And Brennan always appreciates the empathy of a fellow GM.

Yathmags being called Yas Queens = Corn Gremlings being called Corn Cuties

Poor Cassandra

Come on Balthazar your Parrots need you

The Beans are back!

First Panic Attack. I love this mechanic so much

Hey no! Brennan, stop giving fig an existential crisis. It’s not time for them to drift apart yet! It’s only ep 1

Oooh what secret magic does Fig have?

Arch devil shit?

Wait what is this

Fig getting tired of adventure noooo

WAIT WHAT NO. BRENNAN.

Also this was kinda short.

God that was good

Ok so I might make a few more posts expanding on some of the thoughts here. I doubt anyone read this the whole way through lmao.

So fucking excited for the rest of the season. Im gonna try and do this for every episode

Instead of live blogging I’m just gonna write all my thoughts about the Fantasy High Junior Year Premier down and then post them all at once as soon as the episode ends

[emperor-neo]

All families, no matter the shape and sizes will always have weird constant roles and dynamics present with each other.

So I can guarantee Batfamily has one too like:

Bruce Wayne - has to be the strict parent; who wants nothing but the best and safety for his children.

Selina Kyle - would be the fun mom; careless and honest to her children, acts more like a bestfriend than a mom.

Alfred Pennyworth - is the loving grandparent; the one that would overfeed his grandchildren with foods and love but leaves the necessary parenting to his own children i.e Bruce.

Barbara Gordon - I imagine her to be the responsible eldest sibling; the sibling that protects all her younger siblings to death and acts more like a parent when the actual parents aren't there.

Dick Grayson - is the golden sibling; the most stable part of the family, he's the person everyone looks up to and parents compares to.

Jason Todd - is the hypocrite sibling; the one that would pretend to hate his siblings but would kill a person if said person looks at his sibling funny, as well as the person that would tell his younger siblings to never smoke yet you can see him everyday smoking at the side of the house.

Tim Drake - is the needy middle child; the lazy sibling that would stay in one place like a couch potato and order his younger siblings absurd orders and errands like fetching the remote even if he's only 5 feet away from it while the person he's ordering is farthest away from it, a menace to younger siblings by using age as seniority, suprisingly the most successful one.

Cassandra Cain - the neglected middle child; sometimes nowhere to be seen in family photos and keeps getting forgotten also lurks around the house at the middle of the night. Due to being neglected as a middle child she has developed necessary developmental skills to survive on her own. Knows way too much of your secrets and the most likely to be the person to home alone the entirety of the house.

Duke Thomas - the innocent sibling; the one that wants to get on the good side of the parents, the one that would rat out the others if blamed.

Harper Row - the definitive gay sibling.

Cullen Row - the closeted gay sibling.

Damian Wayne - the cute youngest and annoying little brother - the one sibling that can get away with everything from murder to stealing and is mostly exempt from chores because he's the obvious favorite but still gets errands from his siblings as a punishment. Also the most demanding for attention, like keeps asking for his turn on the playstation and toys.

Jean Paul Valley (Azrael) - the crazy very conservative uncle you don't want invited in thanksgiving dinners; the uncle that holds debates around political facebook groups and shares the most absurd theories. Suspected by the family to be racist.

Kate Kane - the typical cool wine aunt; the aunt you'll go to when you're coming out and the one you're sure will never have a family because she's beyond it.

Lucius Fox - is probably the grumpy but fun grandparent; the grandparent would let you smoke and drink alcohol.

Luke Fox - the chill young uncle; you'll probably don't wanna mention his the uncle.

Stephanie Brown - the ex of the sibling that became too attached to the family; The family friend that you would always see inside your house.

Part 1

Each role and dynamic are different from the persepectives of a particular family member like Damian might see Stephanie not as a family friend but a fun sibling.

[witchlingcirce]

I so desperately need the fight scene between Janus and Thule!Simon. Thule Simon NEEDS to be the one who kills him, it would be so poetic.

I’m actually so curious about Thule Simon, I wanna know how he feels about Clary dying, about Isabelle dying! I wanna know why he hasn’t helped. HE NEEDS TO BE IN TWPPPPP PLEASEEEEE.

[alexandergideonslightwood]

(art by cassandra jean) Hi guys! im doing my first ever "as voted by my followers" special! I'll pick the top 10 ships from the poll and make an edit for each <3 So if you'd like to see me making an edit for your favorite ship, vote and spread the word (:

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[spirits-of-nature16]

Louisiana and Lucius had their mouths agape, watching how Rapunzel took down all automatons with her hair, plus watching the Enchanted Lilies helping her take down Varian and Mystic Thorn especially, Mystic summons her thistle powers to spike the Lilies, but the girls use their echo-friendly shield to defend themselves around Rapunzel

"looks like Varian's slowing down!" Skyler spotted the way Varian coming fast towards them "yeah, without his automaton suit's body parts that is!" Karoline nodded, Lucius sighs in relief to see Varian and Mystic defeated for now "sorry, Varian..!" Skyler frowned, just feeling what Rapunzel's feeling about beating him for his own good, she then turned to their nemesis "not sorry, Mystic Thorn"

it made Mystic growled after being taken down with the young angst alchemist, then their eyes lit up to see the Black Rocks glow "now this is new!" Bella gasped, as it points behind them to see that the wall's removed to see what will lead them towards, but for now, they let go of their magic and rush to Rapunzel's side, making sure she's conscious, then giggled with Eugene about spending her birthdays better before they also saw the openly damaged wall to the unknown

"you!" Mystic grunted to get up, fix her wings and point at her enemies "I don't know what just happened right now! but whatever this was, I'll soon gather those magical gems! and the princess's hair too!" she finished just in time when Varian gets out from his damaged autmaton suit, being cornered by two guards "w-will you be back to help me out?" Varian asked his 'friend' if she can bail him out in the future "pfft, as if, you're useless than others" the she-demon scolded him while Stan and Pete walked him to the wagon

"(I'm so sorry my owner has put you guys through all of this mess.. 'till we meet again)" Ruddiger chitters to Bella before he came on his shoulder to comfort his owner "I will make you proud of me, dad..." Varian's head went down when they took him to prison "eh, didn't care much for him anyway" Mystic shrugged before turning to them "oh, and one more thing almost forgot before I leave; Eugene Fitzherbert?!" she burst out laughing like crazy about his name "oh dude, I almost feel sorry for ya! what a real knee-slappin' right 'ere!" she couldn't stop, until she did and spread her wings "smell ya later, Tulips, princess, and You-Jean Fitz-Burger!" flew up and away with maniacal laughter, much to Cassandra's satisfaction when Mystic's making fun of his name

Continued from here

the next day in the kingdom of Corona, it was a typical normal day, until it ended when the stranger ran passed through the wanted poster that says 'Silent Striker'

"he went this way!" Stan shouted when he and Pete went after him, Mirage and Bella are being prepared to catch him too, the guard captain and the other guard got him surrounded

@muses-of-the-memory

[ladyorlandodream]

Lady Dimitrescu-tag FanFiction List PART 6

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 7

1101) Bittersweet Scars (Chapters in progress)

1102) not in my good satantic cul de sac (short story)

1103) How Did You Love? (Chapters in progress)

1104) Sea of Emotions (Chapters in progress)

1105) "and always, there is hunger / i will admit that i do not know if i should hold you or eat you." (Chapters in progress)

1106) The Gifts of Desecration (Chapters in progress)

1107) Vampiric Love (Chapters in progress)

1108) Lady Dimitrescu spanks Jean-Jacques Rousseau (short story)

1109) Some People Say A Man Is Made Outta Mud (Chapters in progress)

1110) Irreplaceable (Chapters in progress)

1111) Give In- A Lady D x Fem Reader Story (Chapters in progress)

1112) We're Going Home (short story)

1113) Look Out the Window (short story)

1114) A Hope in Hell (Chapters in progress)

1115) Shared Depths (Chapters in progress)

1116) 睡美人 (Chapters Completed)

1117) Everything You Never Wanted (Chapters in progress)

1118) Part Two: The Chase (short story)

1119) In Your Light (short story)

1120) the lady's hound (Chapters in progress)

1121) My crazy family (Chapters Completed)

1122) Within these walls our fates shall intertwine (Chapters in progress)

1123) I Dreamt of Yellow Flowers (Chapters in progress)

1124) white scars (Chapters in progress)

1125) Craving (Chapters in progress)

1126) Your walls are blizzards, but your center is a garden. (Chapters in progress)

1127) I'll take you anywhere you need to go (short story)

1128) Welcome to the Family, Boy (short story)

1129) Red Tainted Thorns (Chapters in progress)

1130) Ain’t So Tough (short story)

1131) You Pushed Yourself Too Far, Cassandra (short story)

1132) Tentalinigus (short story)

1133) A Pretentious Journey (Chapters in progress)

1134) Ask me to leave (Chapters in progress)

1135) Sanguis Virginis (Chapters in progress)

1136) Through fated stars (Chapters in progress)

1137) Bela and the maiden (Chapters Completed)

1138) maiden's virtue (Chapters in progress)

1139) The Tragedy of Salvatore Moreau (Chapters in progress)

1140) Looking Through (short story)

1141) Part of the Family (Chapters in progress)

1142) Behind Porcelain Eyes (Chapters in progress)

1143) something wretched & oh so beautiful (Chapters in progress)

1144) A Promise of a Lifetime of Love even after death (short story)

1145) Rough Day (short story)

1146) A Sacrifice To The Goddess...es (short story)

1147) Little Fawn (Chapters in progress)

1148) Дневник Моро (short story)

1149) The Adventures of Ethan Winters and His Friend (Chapters in progress)

1150) I'm all hers (Chapters in progress)

1151) Ethan's Romp in The Village (Chapters in progress)

1152) Famished Follies and a Flower (short story)

1153) Suck the Blood from My Wound (short story)

1154) Ophelia (Chapters in progress)

1155) Everything Right, Still Not Enough (Chapters in progress)

1156) The enemy of my enemy is my friend? (Chapters in progress)

1157) The Horse Lord's Morning Glory (Chapters in progress)

1158) What Lies Beneath (Chapters in progress)

1159) Won't Bite (Chapters Completed)

1160) Into The Realm Of Supernaturals (Chapters in progress)

1161) little sister. (Chapters in progress)

1162) We Lay in Our Graves (short story)

1163) meet me in the pale moonlight (short story)

1164) A Dinner? (short story)

1165) Divine Taste (short story)

1166) Thorn In Her Side (short story)

1167) Resident Evil Village: An Alternate Path.

1168) Our Dear Hunter (Chapters in progress)

1169) Lady in Black (Creative, I know) (Chapters in progress)

1170) Yes, my Lady. I see you. (Chapters in progress)

1171) Bite Me, Asshole (Chapters in progress)

1172) Finding One's self (Chapters in progress)

1173) The Maid's Diary (Chapters in progress)

1174) Die Schöne und das Biest (Chapters in progress)

1175) Death's Angel (Chapters in progress)

1176) Sit on me, Lady (short story)

1177) Risking Just Enough (Chapters in progress)

1178) Ceasefire (short story)

1179) drunk on you (Chapters Completed)

1180) Pawns in Red (short story)

1181) Bound by Sins of the Past (Chapters in progress)

1182) Just Like You (short story)

1183) A Maiden for a Day (short story)

1184) Worried (short story)

1185) Diamonds and Rust (Chapters in progress)

1186) Partners (Chapters in progress)

1187) I'll Have The Usual (Chapters in progress)

1188) entomopathogenic (short story)

1189) Deflower me, my lady (short story)

1190) Desflórame, dama mía (short story)

1191) My Little Bugs (short story)

1192) Doncella depravada (short story)

1193) A Modest Proposal (short story)

1194) dragon's maiden (Chapters in progress)

1195) Blood Hell Night (Chapters in progress)

1196) A Peculiar Servant (Chapters in progress)

1197) The Pet of House Dimitrescu (short story)

1198) Sleepy Cuddles (short story)

1199) Happy Family (Chapters in progress)

1200) Lady Dimitrescu (short story)

1201) Anything and Everything (All of the time) (Chapters in progress)

1202) You Feel Pure (short story)

1203) In the Dragon's Claws (Chapters in progress)

1204) Tales of the side of the road. (Chapters in progress)

1205) The Son of Dimitrescu (Chapters Completed)

1206) Can We Try? (Chapters Completed)

1207) Paying Your Respects (Chapters Completed)

1208) Tentacle Entanglement (short story)

1209) The Final Waltz (short story)

1210) Little Red Dress (short story)

1211) a new home, a new family (Chapters in progress)

1212) Adventures in the Village (Chapters in progress)

1213) Lady Dimitrescu's New Vintage (Chapters in progress)

1214) Feed the Machine (Chapters in progress)

1215) A lifetime and an eternity after (short story)

1216) ses terribles jeux (short story)

1217) The Metal Doll (Chapters in progress)

1218) olly olly oxenfree (Chapters in progress)

1219) Till Death Do Us Part, or Not. (Chapters in progress)

1220) The Maid's Observation Notes - Short Stories (Chapters in progress)

1221) Mandatory High School AU That No One (Except Daniela Dimitrescu) Asked For (Chapters in progress)

1222) Daughter of Dione: Is Thirty Seconds All I Have? (Chapters in progress)

1223) Book of Pyroclasm (Chapters in progress)

1224) Don't Want Your Heart (Between My Teeth) (Chapters in progress)

1225) The Book of Blood and Bedlam (Chapters in progress)

1226) Metal and Blood (Chapters in progress)

1227) A Sentimental Noose (Chapters Completed)

1228) How could I refuse? (Chapters in progress)

1229) Village of Gods and Angels (Chapters in progress)

1230) Dream (short story)

1231) Heavy (short story)

1232) How an immortal dies (short story)

1233) Wir werden sehen (short story)

1234) What's that coming over the hill? (Is it a monster?) (Chapters in progress)

1235) Sorrow, Joy, Rage, and Pleasure (Chapters in progress)

1236) Built on a Lie (Chapters in progress)

1237) “ Dress Up ” (short story)

1238) Mother Mia (Chapters in progress)

1239) Măr de Sânge (Chapters in progress)

1240) Hard-wired tragedys (Chapters in progress)

1241) Are you Single? (Chapters in progress)

1242) butterflies in your stomach (short story)

1243) A Cold Village (Chapters in progress)

1244) all i want is to be your harbor (Chapters in progress)

1245) Comfort (short story)

1246) Ichor & Steel (Chapters Completed)

1247) A Missing Link (short story)

1248) Can't Get No (short story)

1249) The Daughters, The Lady and You (short story)

1250) My Darling (Chapters in progress)

1251) Something Wicked (Chapters in progress)

1252) Screws (Chapters Completed)

1253) Mother is God, in the eyes of her children (Chapters in progress)

1254) Resident Evil | Family (Chapters in progress)

1255) The Turn of the Screw (Chapters in progress)

1256) Absolution (Chapters in progress)

1257) Before Winter starts (Chapters in progress)

1258) Beauty Is In The Eye of The Beholder (short story)

1259) 𝕹𝖊𝖝𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊: 𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖌 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 (Chapters in progress)

1260) Greater Innocence (Chapters in progress)

1261) Lady's Pet (short story)

1262) we'll both make it out alive, i promise (Chapters in progress)

1263) If I Catch Fire (Chapters in progress)

1264) Wenn Ich Weiß, Was Liebe Ist, Dann Wegen Dir || If I Know What Love Is, It Is Because Of You (Chapters in progress)

1265) Her Maiden (Chapters in progress)

1266) What's A Mother To Do? (Chapters in progress)

1267) The Huntress of Dimitrescu (Chapters in progress)

1268) I'm Begging for Mercy on my Mind (Chapters Completed)

1269) Tough as Thorns (Chapters Completed)

1270) Broken Telephone (short story)

1271) Re and dsmp crossover prompt (short story)

1272) Lady Dimitrescu/fem reader birthday special (short story)

1273) Unable to Stay, Unwilling to Leave (short story)

1274) Mystery of the blackwood family (Chapters in progress)

1275) Romantic Machinations (Chapters in progress)

1276) What We May Be (Chapters in progress)

1277) Best 10/10 (short story)

1278) Foggy Nightmares (Chapters in progress)

1279) Some Things Stay The Same And Some Times They Change (Chapters in progress)

1280) Bend and Break (Chapters in progress)

1281) Verbena (TRIGGER WARNING) (Chapters in progress)

1282) home (am i home?) (short story) (Chapters in progress)

1283) REtirement (Chapters in progress)

1284) Not-So-Rude Awakening (Chapters Completed)

1285) Mother is the Name for God (Chapters Completed)

1286) The Four Lord's Grace After Stories (Chapters in progress)

1287) Funny Things (Chapters in progress)

1288) The Carriage Ride Home (short story)

1289) The Dragon's Favorite Treasure (short story)

1290) the lightning says something, and the thunder answers back (short story)

1291) let's walk into the woods; (Chapters in progress)

1292) Drawn (Chapters in progress)

1293) Not All That Glitters is Gold (Chapters in progress)

1294) go back (short story)

1295) Instincts (Chapters in progress)

1296) what you're made of (Chapters Completed)

1297) Misery Loves Company (Chapters in progress)

1298) Your Dagger Upon My Sword (Chapters in progress)

1299) When Night Comes (Chapters in progress)

1300) Heimarmene (Chapters in progress)

1301) Till I breathe my last breath. (Chapters in progress)

1302) The shy dollmaker (Chapters in progress)

1303) Even The Scraps He Keeps (Chapters in progress)

1304) Period Piece (short story)

1305) Gender Euphoria (short story)

1306) Obsession of a Metal Man (Chapters in progress)

1307) Day of Rites (Chapters in progress)

1308) Moonlit Masters (Chapters in progress)

1309) Blood bag (Chapters in progress)

1310) Unfathomable Violence (Chapters in progress)

1311) Nightmare: A Karl Heisenberg story (Chapters in progress)

1312) Mercy for a Maiden (Chapters in progress)

1313) The Heir of the House of Beneviento (Chapters in progress)

1314) Adjustments (Chapters in progress)

1315) Plaything (short story) (Chapters in progress)

1316) Obsessed ➰ (Chapters in progress)

1317) Your Lord and Master (Chapters in progress)

1318) Hunted (Chapters in progress)

1319) The fifth lord (Chapters in progress)

1320) Phoenix Feeding (short story)

1321) Salvatore Moreau: Matchmaker Extraordinare! (Chapters in progress)

1322) The no.1 reaper apprentice finds out why Lady D is nicknamed as such (short story)

1323) Ethan the Pacifist (Chapters in progress)

1324) The Visit (Chapters in progress)

1325) Her Addiction (Chapters in progress)

1326) Will I Find My Home In You? (short story)

1327) Assistant To Aristocracy (Chapters in progress)

1328) The Lycan Queen (Chapters in progress)

1329) The Taste of Decay (Chapters in progress)

1330) A second chance (Chapters in progress)

1331) The Cellar (short story)

1332) Pretty Man-Thing (short story)

1333) I’d do anything for you (Chapters Completed)

1334) Little Dragon (Chapters in progress)

1335) Carnivore (Chapters in progress)

1336) Serendipity (Chapters in progress)

1337) Lady Dimitrescu x Maiden - Sanguis Virginis (Chapters in progress)

1338) The New Bela (Chapters Completed)

1339) Any Means Necessary (Chapters in progress)

1340) Make Me Worse, Make Me Better (Chapters in progress)

[supercalime]

TMI Graphic Novels Volumes 1-4 commentary

Volume 1:

- gosh Cassandra jean’s artwork is breathtaking isn’t it

- The little text from Cassandra Clare is so cute

- Geez, Izzy’s dress is a CHOICE

- I love how alec and Jace aren’t even trying to blend in with the crowd, I mean, sure they can’t be seen, but still

- Not having clary’s inner monologue makes her so much more likable, huge upgrade

- Hodge looks so much like a backstabber lol

- Alec in that oversized sweater is so cute

- Oh landline phones…

- Madam Dorothea is serving looks and I’m here for it

- I forgot how scary looking the silent brothers are, it’s like they are out of a wrong turn movie or something

- Why are they calling the city of bones “bone city”? It sound like a bad pun about sex lol

- Jace, honey, the falcon story is not a bed time story… it’s just sad and you need therapy

- Clary, what do you mean ‘tell jace’? You can’t just out people because you don’t think being gay is a big deal. Gosh… protagonists…

- Magnus!!!

- I forgot Simon turns into a rat! This book is crazy yall

Volume 2:

- Jace getting stabbed by Magnus’ words is so visually pleasing (can you tell I don’t care about him that much?)

- Raphael!!! My aroace king!!!

- I know we all appreciate Cassandra jean’s character designs (as we should) but I don’t see enough praise for her environment designs for the graphic novel. It’s breathtaking and so detailed

- Okay, I know conflict is inevitable (and I read COB so long ago I forgot how things went) but jace? What the hell? “It might be wise to mention you already have a man in your bed” she doesn’t own you shit, bucko

- And surely enough, Simon is also a little bitch about it. Gosh, triangles suck

- Hodge sucks, valentine sucks, everyone sucks

- Not you Magnus, you’re perfect, please carry on

- And so the pseudo incest storyline begins…

- Jace is so brainwashed by valentine, I honestly feel bad for him

Volume 3:

- malec cover? Malec cover.

- “Mostly extinct is not extinct enough!” I agree alec

- Maia! The, without a shadow of a doubt, most underrated main character in tsc

- Jace, you can’t say that all downworlders look the same, I’m pretty sure that’s racist

- Yeah… he fell…on his neck

- The passageway to the seelie realm is so cool

- The seelie queen loves some drama. I bet she’s into some weird fanfiction as well

- There’s no way to reverse Simon becoming a vampire…unless Cassandra Clare pulls up some random Mcguffin out of her ass so this character gets even further unrecognizable

- Jace has no chill. Everyone should stop outing their friends

- Yeah jace, join valentine, what could go wrong?

Volume 4:

- Here we have another of thousands of moments where clary is mean to another girl just cause.

- Dude, robert’s biceps tho!

- I love that one of jace’s special powers is jumping really high

- Every time I see max my heart sinks. I know what’s gonna happen and I’m not looking forward to it

- Again, Robert…miss Jean had no business drawing him that attractive, what the hell

- Clary and Jace, can you keep it on pants please? You still think you’re siblings, this is repulsive

- The boat scene is very cinematic, I really like it

- Simon sucking jace’s blood looked a little sexual…just sayin

- I love plot convenience! No I don’t

[livvyofthelake]

had to stop reading because once again the james and grace of it all was pissing me off. why are they so annoying nothing else in this book or any of cassie’s books bugs me like this. anyway i’ve been thinking. about emma carstairs and her lineage. so she can’t be descended from cordelia right because cordelia as a woman in england in 1903 can’t exactly pass on her last name. i know charlotte did but that’s because charlotte is the consul and she can do whatever she wants and also the name matthew branwell sounds awful. not the point. so this means. that some poor woman has to probably marry and then have at least one child with alastair carstairs. i don’t know who she is but she’s already suffered more than anyone else in this series oh my god can you imagine having to marry alastair carstairs. and i know emma has to be a biological descendant of them because in all the sobh art she’s drawn to look SO much like alastair it makes me act crazy. remember the art of her holding his dagger and imagining him watching over her… anyway so there’s no way that was an oversight on cassandra jean’s part cassie had to have told her that emma should look like alastair. especially because in all the old art of emma (made before cassie was writing tlh) she looks way different. so like. some poor girl has to marry that gay man. i feel so bad for her it’s unreal. the only other scenarios i’ve been able to think up are that somehow cordelia is able to name her children with her last name (but if she really ends up with james that’s not possible because we know jace is descended from james). or. they have a secret sibling. unlikely. or. and this one is bad. maybe cordelia has a baby but it’s like an affair baby and she can’t keep it so they pretend it’s her brother’s or something i don’t know i thought about this for like two minutes. that’s also unlikely tho. damn rip to his eventual wife. literally despairing thinking about this

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Episode 1: A New Start, Cast and Host

(Disclaimer: I don't own any character, except for Albert, the host for this. Everyone and TD belong to their respective creators. There will be some mature scenes, but we can guarantee no NSFW here, as some of the campers are minors. If there is a (==)(==), it means that a confessional or a transition is being used. The confessionals will be in italic. If I portray a character improperly, please tell me! I have little knowledge about some of the campers, so please correct me if you can! Now, let the show begin!)

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On a remote island known as Xavihav located in the continent of Europe, we are introduced to our host Albert Petrou Yamakov, but you may refer to them as Al (not to be confused with Alejandro from the original series).

Albert was wearing a light pink polo shirt that was striped, topped with a reddish gray vest. They were wearing white gloves too. They also have a watch on their right wrist. They wore white pants and light pink shoes to match. They even wore a black choker. They have dark skin with freckles on their face and body. They do have a scar on their left cheek. They have a petit goatee that has less hair. They have icy blue eyes in their round, oval eyes. They have thick, black eyebrows. They also have long, black dreadlocks, tied into a ponytail. They wore black and white glasses.

“Hello hello!!” as Al greeted the camera gleefully. “Yes, I’m not that crazy Chris McLean. Please understand that! Now, where were we… ah, yes! Welcome to an entirely new season with an entirely new cast. But, what makes the new cast special? Well, they all come from different countries as well as different franchises!!”

*Beep beep*

“Wait, we got to do the intro now? Ok ok. Sorry about that, but let's get started!”

*Cue intro*

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~Dear mom and dad, I’m doing fine, you guys are on my mind~

Al was running, as if they were late or something. The camera pans to a cliff then into the water below.

~You asked me what I wanted to be, and I think the answer is plain to see~

On the water, we see Giulia swimming alongside Asuka. However, Demoman interrupts them by cannonballing from a height. The impact caused some waves, pushing the girls somewhere else.

~ I wanna be famous~

The girls end up seeing Celty and Sergei interacting. Behind them was Link clashing against Sebastian, like a demon slayer versus a demon.

~ I wanna live close to the sun~

Velma and Thomas were discussing something but they got disturbed when they heard some angry noises. They saw Irina chasing Jean for doing something disrespectful to her. Unfortunately for Irina and Jean, they both fall off a waterfall as they weren’t looking where they’re going.

~ Well pack your bags cuz I’ve already won ~

As Irina and Jean fall into the water, Raihan records everything by taking pictures on his Rotom phone. We also see Diana and Anna talk about their families.

~Everything to prove nothing in my way~

A dance battle between Don and MacCoy emerges as Shermie watches them. Don’s toupee unfortunately falls off and he gets mad about it. At a distance, Cassandra was chuckling after witnessing it.

~I’ll get there one day~

At their Mess Hall, Lena is seen casting a little spell. It does cause some gas as Magica de Spell’s shadow is being summoned.

~Cause I wanna be famous~

The camera pans into the sky, where we see Millia flying around thanks to her cursed hair.

~Na, na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na, na-na-na-na~

We finally see Luigi patting Gromit, reminding him about Polterpup from his mansion.

~(Naaa) I wanna be… (naaa) I wanna be… (Naaa) I wanna be famous..~

Everyone hurried to the bonfire as fast as they could. We can also see some polaroids of each character on screen.

~(Naaa) I wanna be… (naaa) I wanna be… (Naaa) I wanna be famous!~

At last, everyone is seen, sitting in a circle around the bonfire. Al was holding pins on a plate. As the intro fades, a flash is seen from Raihan’s Rotom phone.

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“Hello again!” exclaimed Albert. “It’s time to meet our campers!!”

The first boat arrived which contained the 1st camper. He was a tall, dark skinned man. He wore an orange bandana while donning an undercut hairstyle. He wore a black hoodie over his navy and orange uniform. He had a strange phone with him.

“Welcome to Xavihav, Raihan!” as Albert greeted.

“Nice to meet ‘cha, Al” Raihan replied. “But, where are you?”

Albert looked up as Raihan was very tall. He tried to get his attention by waving to him.

“Over here!” as Al called.

“Oh, there you are. Didn’t see you there.”

“Heh… Well, please stand on the other side of the dock” Al requested.

“Alright, but first…”

Raihan’s Rotom phone takes a selfie of him and Al.

Albert asks him “ What kind of phone is that?”

“It’s my Rotom phone. It was given to me as a gift from my parents.” Raihan replied.

“Ok, then.”

Raihan heads to the opposite side of the dock.

The next camper was a fabulous woman. She has red hair where her bangs cover both of her eyes. She is wearing a pink jacket over a black dress that shows cleavage. She was as tall as Albert.

“Bonjour, Albert” greeted Shermie.

“Hello, Shermie, welcome to Xavihav.” he replied. “Did you make this dress?”

“Why yes, I did make this!” she answered.

“You look amazing.” Al complimented.

“Thank you, mon chéri”

“Please go stand with Raihan over there” they instructed.

Shermie goes along with the order and stands next to Raihan.

“What’s up, Shermie?” as Raihan extends his right hand towards her.

“Nice to meet you, Raihan.” as she shakes Raihan’s hand.

The next camper… isn’t a human, more so, a duck. She has a pink ombre and a black and grey striped shirt that tops her blue blouse. She also has some kind of necklace.

“Our next camper is… Lena Sabrewing?”

“Yep, that’s me.” as Lena looked up to see Albert.

“Wow, this is the first time that I’ve seen a talking duck, face to face!” Albert was surprised.

“Heh, so this is the island, right?”

Albert responded “Yep! Now, I need you to stand with the other campers, got it?”

“Gotcha.” as Lena walks towards the other campers.

“Yooooo, this girl is interesting” Raihan thought.

“She could be an entertainment, but we’ll see.” Shermie thought.

The upcoming boat drops off 2 Italians by the dock. One of them wore a long sleeved, green shirt that matches his green hat that has the letter L on it. He has a mustache. He was significantly taller than his boat partner. Beside him was a young girl, a redhead with curly hair and a blue beanie. She also wore a striped top.

“Mamma mia…” muttered Luigi.

“Woah…” Giulia gasped.

“Welcome to the show you two!” greeted Albert.

“N-nice to meet-a you, Al.” said Luigi.

“Great to see you, Albert!” said Giulia.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you two!” replied Al. “But, question for Luigi. Are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m-a okay…”

“Are you nervous? It’s okay to tell us…” Giulia counseled.

“... yes, I am-a nervous…” Luigi answered.

Al said “It’s okay to be nervous, Luigi. We all tend to be anxious too. Please join the other campers.”

The two Italians walked to the group.

The next campers didn’t need boats. They were actually flying. One of them used a broom, implying that she’s a witch. The other uses her strange hair to glide her way in.

“Huh where are they?” Al questioned.

*Beep beep*

*Look up?”

“WOAH!” they exclaimed as they looked up.

“Good day. I am Diana Cavendish.” The younger girl greeted. “You may all know me from “Little Witch Academia”.”

“Yes, you guys may know her. Now Let’s meet our next camper.”

The girl with the strange hair lands on her feet. “Greetings, Albert.” said Millia.

“Oh… pretty…”

*Beep beep*

“Oh sorry! I was charmed by your beauty…” Al apologized.

“It’s okay, but please focus next time.” Millia advised.

Diana and Millia join the others.

“Thank goodness there are other minor aged girls, I thought I would be the only one..” Diana thought.

“These guys could help me or hinder me. I better keep an eye on them” as Millia planned.

Then, we see a pale skinned butler. He has black hair and red eyes. Is he a demon or something?

“Welcome, Sebastian.” Al greeted.

“Greetings, Albert,” he responded. “It is a pleasure to meet you.”

“So um, who are you serving under? I’m curious…” Albert asked.

“I am serving under the Phantomhives, most specifically, under Ciel Phantomhive. He wanted to know who murdered his beloved family, so I decided to help him.” Sebastian answered.

“Oh.. I’m just glad you’re there to help…”

“Hpmh, yes. Now, I’ll go and wait.”

Sebastian walks to the group.

“Is this-a butler.. Strange to-a me?” thought Luigi.

"He just… gives me a feeling similar to Zato's…" thought Millia.

The next campers were pretty girls. One of them has brown hair with a white ombre. She was wearing a blue dress with a black corset and a fuschia cloak. The other is a blonde woman, wearing a teacher's uniform that showed cleavage.

"Hi there!!" as Anna gleefully greets Al.

"It's very nice to meet you, Anna." They responded. "How are you and Elsa?"

"We're both doing well. She's been feeling a lot better lately!" she answered.

"That's great!" They said. "And you miss?" as he turns to the teacher.

"My name is Irina, but my students knew me as Professor B//tch back in my universe"

"Oh my…" they blushed.

Irina and Anna walked to the others as well.

The next camper had headphones as well as a blue jacket. He has golden yellow hair and shades.

"Yo yo yo! Wazzup Albert!!" as MacCoy checked Albert out.

"Welcome to the show MacCoy! Great to see you!!" as Al was excited by his energy.

"Che-che-check out my moves!"

MacCoy proceeds to dance on the dock which impresses some of the other campers.

"Y'all liked that?" he asked.

"We did. Thanks MacCoy." said Albert.

"Woah-ho-ho-ho, MacCoy's got some moves, I like it." Raihan thought.

The next campers were both geniuses. The girl had an orange sweater and glasses while the boy wore a muted green shirt and baggy white pants.

"Welcome to Xavihav, Velma and Thomas!" as Al greeted them.

"Pleasure to meet you guys." Velma responded.

"Nice to meet you as well." said Thomas.

"Now, we've heard you guys are one of the smarties in your own crafts. But, what are they?"

Velma answered "I work alongside my friends for the Mystery Gang."

"I know data and theoretical principles, which can be helpful under circumstances." Thomas added.

"Very nice you two." Al applauded.

Our next camper is pretty young. She had nerve clips in her hair as she is proud about being a pilot despite her age. She was also wearing a school uniform, however, Irina knows that she isn't one of her students.

"Hi everyone!" as Asuka greeted gleefully.

"Welcome to the show, Asuka. It's nice to have you here." Al replied.

Asuka smiles happily as she sees the others, wanting to prove herself while making herself proud.

"She looks so cute!" as Giulia thought.

"Another student huh? I might wanna teach her something." Irina thought.

"She seems brash and proud, reminds me about… me before…" thought Diana.

The next camper ran towards Albert, taking them by surprise.

"AHH!" as Albert jumped.

"Hahaha! I must be drunk!" said Demoman.

"Hey buddy, this is all on TV, so um… please no alcoholic drinks… got it…?" Albert requested.

"Ah, right, forgot about it. Sorry about that." as he apologized.

He went to the others, who didn't have a good impression of him.

"Anta baka!? (What are you, stupid!?)" thought Asuka.

The boat dropped off another camper. This time, he was tall and muscular. He has 2 halves of a heart that were broken as earrings. He also has silvery white hair. He seemed like a god, right?

"Hello, Jean. How are you?"

"Nice to meet you, Albert." Jean responded.

"Gee, uh, do you have some kind of power?"

"Why yes, I do!" he answered.

Jean sends out his stand "Silver Chariot" as it dashes out swifty sword jabs with it's rapier.

"Hahaha! How was that?" Jean asked.

"Amazing!"

This made Jean happy as he walked to the others.

The next camper was a cheerful woman who uses a sword and a shield. She wore clothes that had a bit of cleavage. She was also a blonde.

"Hey hey!" exclaimed Cassandra.

"Woah! Welcome Cassandra!!"

"It's great to meet you!"

"Same here." They replied. "What do you want to say to your fans?"

"Take care of yourselves and have a great time!"

"Thank you very much Cassandra."

The next two campers are… quite quiet. One of them had golden yellow hair and a green elf hat. He usually never talks. The other? Well, he's an intelligent dog.

"Welcome Link and Gromit! Welcome them into Xavihav!!"

Link and Gromit shake Al's hand. They were surprised that Link couldn't speak much. They knew Gromit can't talk because of the fact that he's a dog.

The next camper was a boxer. He had brown eyes and hair, as well as red shorts with yellow accents. He seemed older than he appears.

"Hola!" greeted Don.

"Hello, Don. Welcome to Xavihav!" Al grined. "One question though, how old are you?"

"I am currently 23, hombre." Don answered.

"Woah… he's younger than he appears…" as Albert thought.

"You got quite a nose." as Albert boops Don's big nose.

"Heh, it's nothing." as Don gently flicks their hand away.

Finally, the last two campers rode a motorcycle, courtesy of one of the campers. The owner wore a yellow and blue helmet shaped like a cat. She wore a black jumpsuit as well as black gloves and boots. Her companion was very quiet. He wore a light blue polo and a black tie while donning a navy coat with golden prints of eagles. He also wore a beret.

"At last, welcome Celty and Sergei to the party!"

"Pleasure to meet you, Albert," said Celty. "I hope we can have a good time here.

"Hope so too!" They responded. "And hello Sergei."

Sergei simply waves gently towards Al.

"Hm.. this guy's quiet… but I don't mind it" they thought.

“Let’s see… one.. two.. there…! Everyone is here. Now, please make your way to the campsite, it’s for something important.” as Albert counted and instructed.

(LATER)

The 22 campers were suited in a circle around the bonfire. Some try to interact with one another. Diana and Velma were discussing the competition, trying to predict what would happen. Don tries to flirt with Shermie. Demoman was drinking, again. Luigi and Giulia were playing with Gromit to entertain themselves. Raihan took a selfie of himself with Lena. However, they stopped when Albert came up to them.

“Alright everyone! Tonight’s the night where we choose your teams. This year, we’ll have captains. But instead of us selecting, it will be randomized!”

Everyone was all surprised with this new change.

“Now.. your captains this year are… Link and Sergei!”

“Woah! I’m a captain!” thought Link.

“...” thought Sergei.

“Link, your teammates are Sebastian, Jean, Luigi, Thomas, MacCoy, Shermie, Lena, Diana, Giulia and Irina. Everyone mentioned will have to go to Link’s area.”

The ten campers go to Link’s area.

“Hey-a, Link, do your-a best, okay? We’ll do-a same thing!” said Luigi.

“Mhm.” Link nods.

“You got this, dude!” said Lena “Have fun as well!!”

“Judging from your silence Link, and from your weapon, your team will be... the Silent Swords!”

Irina said “Makes sense…”

A logo of a black sword appears. It also had an assassin wielding it.

“I kinda like it… could use some work though.” Shermie thought.

“And as for the rest of you, Raihan, Don, Demoman, Gromit, Asuka, Velma, Cassandra, Celty, Millia and Anna, you’ll all join Sergei’s team.”

“Oh great! Now I have to team up with that drunk soldier!” thought Asuka.

“Aren’t you gonna say anything?” asked Raihan.

Sergei gave a nod, meaning to say that he has nothing to say about the group.

“Well, we got a lot of oddballs in this team,” said Velma. “I’m just saying though.”

“For Sergei’s team, judging from your alias and your skillset, your team is called… the Angelic Axes!”

A logo of an angel wielding an axe appears.

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“This is the confessional room. If you wanna say anything without expressing it towards other campers, you can say it here. It’s perfect for secrets and stuff. Say whatever you want, it’s all safe here… mostly…”

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Link writes up his feelings. It said “I can’t believe I'm the captain for this. I’ve been a hero in my own universe, but never something like this! Either way, I’ll do whatever I can to lead my team to victory!”

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“... I know I don’t talk a-a lot, but… I feel… happy to lead these people.” said Sergei.

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“And now, if you guys look to your left, those are the cabins for the Silent Swords. On your right, those are the cabins for the Angelic axes. You guys will get a cabin per team, one for all males and one for all females. Now, go to your respective cabins and have fun!”

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(Swords Boy Cabin)

Everyone was busy unloading their stuff. MacCoy thought of an idea to lighten the mood. He played some music, hoping to get everyone interested.

“Hey guys, why don’t we try to have fun this evening?” as MacCoy danced.

The music did manage to get the boys to dance. Well, almost everyone.

“Sebastian, what are you doing?” asked Thomas.

“I’m just simply making tea for myself,” he said. “Do you want something?”

“Well, no. Are you gonna dance?”

“No, thanks.” Sebastian answered. “I’ll be busy,” he added.

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“Sebastian is pretty strange… I noticed that he isn’t tired, even from the trip here. I get that he’s a butler and all, but, something seems.. off about him…” said Thomas.

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(Swords Girl Cabin)

“So what do you think of our team?” Lena asked.

“So far, I don’t know much about our chances to win,” said Diana “ But, we must overcome the odds.”

“Yes, we have to.” Giulia agreed.

“Well, we better rest now, it’s a big day tomorrow.” as Irina reminded them.

While the other girls were talking, Shermie expressed her opinions.

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“I’m pretty sure we’ll survive this, especially with how interesting our team is. Also, I didn’t know that we have minors here, which makes it more entertaining for me” Shermie admitted.

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(Axes Girl Cabin)

“Ughhh! So tiring!" as Asuka whined while lying on her bed.

“I know!” added Anna.

“Guys look, I know you’re all tired, but quit whining right now.” Velma ordered.

“Yeah, it’s time to relax!” Cassandra added.

Millia decided to comfort both Asuka and Anna with her cursed hair as a blanket.

Meanwhile, Celty watched them interact.

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“Even though our team has… liabilities… we still have a chance to overpower the Swords. But right now, I need to sleep…” said Celty.

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(Axes Boy Cabin)

Raihan took another selfie with his Rotom phone. Behind him was the Spanish boxer, Don.

“Hola, Raihan!” said Don.

“Yo what’s up Don?”

“¿Me puedo tomar una foto contigo?” Don asked.

“...uh what?”

“Ay… right, right, right, you don't spanish." Don remembered. "I meant to ask "Can I take a photo with you?" ."

"Sure, why not?"

Raihan takes another selfie with Don, making themselves happy.

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"Señor Raihan was quite patient, much to my amusement. Maybe we might come… amigos (friends) in this." as Don confessed.

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Gromit was also inside the cabin, thinking about his owner, Wallace.

Demoman was drinking but much less as he didn't want to disturb the girls.

Finally, Sergei was looking at the night sky. Nobody knows why though. He was humming a little tune he knew.

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Author's note: Finally! I've finished Episode 1 of this crossover Total Drama. It was long but it was also worth it. Hope you like it! :)