#Oliver and Adam are now added!

[ask-thing-i-impulse-made]

alright listen, this is totally cheating, but I’m going to ask myself.

Oliver and Adam. They’re here now.

this is an AU, which means I don’t have to adhere 100% to canon. Therefore, I can say My Strange Roommate is here too.

You (the person reading this, not me) can’t do anything about it!

🐍: you read it up there first you silly geese! This is just going to be like their intro I guess.

❕ is Oliver, the human silly

❓is Adam, the skinsuit silly.

some au stuff: In this au void 5 is an infinite apartment building with twisting hallways that split and fork and go over each other, and a map of void 5 would look like spaghetti drawn by a toddler holding 7 pens. Void 5 is the residential void, and basically everyone lives there.

here’s a map of the hallway that this ask blog revolves around:

So yeah they’re here now, and I’m very eepy

[potato-lord-but-not]

ok humor me here- chnt au where mostly everything is the same except it takes place in the magnus archives universe ?? and yk I’m open to community speculation and yall adding on to this because I need more opinions !!!! unhinged ramblings under read more :^)

ok ok so camp here & there is a site that’s run by The Spiral, everything outside of that is practically normal, but the camp makes everyone believe that the events that go on here are actually not that weird. It could also be a place where the bridge between the fear entities and earth is thin, so that’s why there’s a lot of activity from several different entities.

At least once a counselor mentioned “why do we keep working here every year?” And Soren was never actually fired, which just adds fuel to the fire tbh.

Most of the counselors there are just marked by the spiral, but others are marked by different entities. Some might not be full on avatars yet, but still posses supernatural qualities (like Oliver Banks until his death). Rowan is an Eye avatar, and although it’s made a point that the eye can’t really see the future, that just makes Rowan’s situation that much more worrying. Soren, ofc, is an avatar of The End. Self explanatory. Jedidiah mighhhttt be Web aligned, or even The Lonely (now that I think about it he most definitely is the lonely in someway) but I’m not entirely sure what to do with him yet. Adam is a Flesh avatar, and maybe one of the only ones who actually knows he’s an avatar (besides maybe Soren and Lucille). Elijah seems like an End avatar, with him being overly obsessed with making sure Sydney stays asleep for the greater good of humanity. His trying to sacrifice Sydney was an attempted End ritual, and would’ve most likely failed w/o intervention bc Sydney hasn’t been marked by all the fears yet.

Sydney is this au’s Jon, he’s being led into the position of the antichrist by Lucille, who is The spiral avatar. So far Sydney has been marked by the spiral (working at chnt), the end (Soren, the gravediggress, and the mold), the hunt (… the hunt), the flesh (Adam), the corruption (the hive incident), the eye (the bonfire, Rowan), the lonely or the web depending of which Jed aligns with more, andddd I’m sure others that are slipping my mind rn.

Jed (more than likely on accident) cemented Sydney as an Avatar after he killed and reanimated him, and Sydney is able to stay fit at the camp bc he feeds off the unhinged Spiral energy it creates. I also think Sydney was marked by The End at an early age, and that’s why he was chosen to be the sacrifice by Elijah (even if he doesn’t realize it) and why he’s very into death and decay.

The Magnus Institute DOES exist in this au, and they (Jon n the gang) find out about this camp due to a tired looking young man who convinced his slightly unhinged boyfriend to make a statement with him about the strange place they work at over the summer (ps Juniper is Very spiral aligned, more so than the rest of them, thinks that the camp is actually pretty normal and doesn’t know what Rowan is going on about, and seems to live in a place that Jon later finds out doesn’t exist at all)

ummmm I think that’s it for now, let me know if you have anything to add or silly thoughts about it ??

[laufire]

several sentences sunday

It looks like for now, I'm keeping this up ^-^

This excerpt is born out of a conversation with a discord mutual, about Jaymia in a Dollhouse AU*. Or in this case, more of a fusion/not-really-an-AU, where I'd integrate the concept of dollhouses into the DC universe (new earth edition, as always). Before the day was over I already had this whole story outlined in my head LMAO.

*for the uninitiated, Dollhouse was a sci-fi show about a shady underground corporation whose business consisted on supplying "actives" or "dolls": people who'd "consented" (ymmv) to have their memories removed for a few years, while the Dollhouse would implant them with temporary personalities and skills as per their wealthy clients request. It's one of my favourite shows ever. Ahead of its time, if you ask me.

The premise is that Mia was a young former active, with her contract getting terminated early (because she got HIV and the dollhouse is liable for it), who is determined to bring them down. Jason, in the meantime, is still an active; one the Dollhouse has sent to keep an eye on Mia, suspecting her plans. This excerpt is something I thought about for after Jason recovered (allegedly not all...) his memories.

Mia had the misfortune of meeting a higher than average number of scummy politicians, and yet in that moment Batman uttered the most hypocritical sentence she'd ever heard.

"I find that suspicious."

"You think a guy wanting to hide his face is suspicious?" Oliver said exactly what Mia was thinking.

"Under the circumstances? Yes. Anyone in his place would want help to remember his past life. He needs to be identified." He then added, turning to Mia, "And as long as he insists on remaining a double agent, the Dollhouse has access to him. I don't need to tell you why that's a risk." Mia knew Adam, whatever his real name turned out to be, had his reasons to be apathetic about the idea of chasing the past that haunted him. And he might not know Batman and his cohort, but he wasn't wrong to guess that they wouldn't respect that boundary, in their investigative zeal. And she'd been to his apartment, with every mirror removed. He had more than one reason to be uncomfortable about strangers seeing his face, and Mia would shield him from the world if that's what he needed.

"His face is littered with scars," Mia snapped, "They're self-inflicted, you know? He cut his own face. But see, the Dollhouse can remove scars, quite easily. So they healed him, and he cut it again. And they healed him and he did it again, and again, and again. Until they decided maybe he was more profitable as a spy than as a whore."

Her voice could've cut through steel. Batman remained studiously impassive, but through the corner of her eye she could see that Robin, usually almost as poised as his mentor, had lost what little color his face possessed, and his expression had all the marks of a bleeding-heart.

"So if he says he'll only talk to you through a mask, that's what he'll do. Or are you planning on showing him your face anytime soon?"

tagging @blairwaldcrf @missbrunettebarbie @hellispeacefullandempty @nightingalesighs and whoever feels up to it (no pressure).

[aztarion]

WIP WEDNESDAY THURSDAY almost friday whatever day yayyy

tagged by most beloved @nsewell <33

(again im going off moots i've seen share art and writing so ignore/kill me with hammers if you hate these..)

ill tag @nat-seal-well @scalproie @devilbrakers @dietgabbana @recents @nightwardenminthara @serenpedac @agentnatesewell @kazamajun @nerdferatum and anybody who wandered in here… tag me if you post something & ill know to tag you in the future :D

thought id try do this before it turned into friday for me :D another cheesy snippet from that halloween abandoned farmhouse fic i posted last time too (takes place before that scene) -- its a bit longer bc my art wips are atrocious right now but adam jumpscare at the bottom!

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It is with not an insignificant amount of restraint – really, Nate would be singing his high praise – that Mason stops, bites down on his cigarette, and turns away, recollecting himself enough to smooth his hackles into something resembling human civility.

He flicks the butt underfoot and stomps, twice. He rolls his shoulders. He sets his jaw. He sniffs.

Precipitation forming in the clouds overhead; temperature is ten degrees from chilly; slight, invariable breeze. Less birdsong today. Huh. More pollen. An overwhelming scent of pine, and an aftertaste of salt and smog, even this far out from Wayhaven town and the neighboring city. He clicks his tongue.

And, oh, of course — of fucking course. He forgot to cut the label off this goddamn fucking shirt and the way it’s grazing against his neck is enough to drive him back on the verge of a goddamn fucking frenzy.

“Dev!” Felix whoops.

Mason whips around so fast the movement upends leaves in the brush. With precise, fluted tunnel vision, grey eyes narrow in on her.

Deva marches towards them on uneven, thickly reeded ground from the opposite side of the small clearing. The sky, bruising into evening, gasps in a narrow ark behind her, cold kissing her nose and cheeks, turning pale olive to petal pink.

She blows out a breath, picking up her pace. It’s still not quick enough for him — like she’s galloping in sap. Mason stifles the almost-tremoring need to meet her halfway.

“Hey,” she calls in greeting, mid-battle with bog tree roots.

“Get a move on,” Mason barks. Felix snickers conspiratorially beside him.

“Hurry, Dev, I think he’s gonna blow.”

Mason rounds on the shorter vampire, who grins with porcelain-white veracity, but his stewing annoyance dissipates as quickly as it elevated when warm fingers envelope his, shelling his senses in unblooming, noiseless absolution. He shudders, not quite able to quell the flood of relief.

“Where’s Nate?” Dev asks after a moment, as if giving his body time to settle. Almost like she knew.

“Decided to wait with Adam back at the facility,” Felix says, pulling absently on the periwinkle strings of his periwinkle hoodie. He throws a face that tells her exactly what he thinks of Nate’s decision.

“Leaving you two without a referee?” Deva smiles easily. Felix mirrors it — with an extra flash of fiend.

“You’re late,” Mason cuts in.

“Nice Adam impression, he usually goes a little lighter on the murderous intent.” She squeezes his hand — it’s a gentle tease – before adding, “Car trouble. So, what’s the plan?”

Mason rolls his eyes and doesn’t even bother asking after that wreck-on-wheels this time. Deva’s in one piece — that’s good enough for him.

Felix points at Mason, who removes something small from his jacket pocket with his free hand. He offers it to her, rather unceremoniously.

“Radio,” he says. “Put it on.”

“We’re splitting up too?” Dark brows raise as she stares at the tiny device deposited in her palm.

“Eh, kinda. I’m supposed to scout ahead,” says Felix, tapping at his own matching earpiece. “Last team the Agency sent said it was all clear, but you know what Adam’s like with precautions.”

“It’s just a follow up, right? Back at the old farm house?” Raking swathes of black hair out of her face, Deva hooks the dainty plastic cuff around cartilage as Felix begins to fill her in. Mason still hasn’t really gotten used to the new cut. Change always threw him.

When they’d met, right up until after all the bullshit with that no-count shitheel auctioneer, Deva’s hair had almost been down to her ass. Now it just about reaches her chin – much shorter than his, even. It tends to draw his full attention to the long sweep of her neck on more than one occasion. Right now, in fact, he finds himself casually admiring the two small, purpling hickies he’d left her with just the night before.

Yeah. Maybe he liked the new hair. Maybe he really liked it.

“Helloooo?” Felix flaps his hand wildly in Mason’s direct line of sight, ripping him from some quickly unspooling, sweaty thoughts. “Are you even listeni–?”

“No,” Mason says plainly, fixing him with a glare. Felix pulls another face, then blows out a long breath.

“Ugh, whatever. I hate being the responsible one. Just make sure nobody kidnaps Dev. Again.”

Dev frowns.

“I think I prefer Adam’s pep talks before a mission.”

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do feel free to critique if u want/have time to, im rusty af and i know it . & a sketchy adam referenced from john cena in a babydoll tee from some movie that crossed my dash yesterday

[panelshowsource]

i feel like i'm so annoying being like JOE WILKINSON ROISIN CONATY but please understand i say it because it would be guaranteed hilarious 🥹

but okay okay let's think

first i think it would be funny to have some of the well-known bonafide smartypantses on, like jo brand, david and victoria, charlie brooker, clive anderson, richard osman, dara, and john oliver, because it's just funny as heck to see them get tripped up or stumped hehe and you may be thinking "what about stephen fry and sandi toksvig?" THERE IS NO STUMPING THEM. EVER. AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT.

there are lots of other lowkey smartypantses who would be so funny — paul foot, armando iannucci, adam buxton, elis james, lee mack, rhod gilbert, bill bailey, miles jupp, wild card suggestion is darragh from the chase he cracks me up. now, random people smartypants and otherwise i think would kill the format hmmm okay besides joe and roisin who mean everything to me, guz khan, lucy beaumont, prof. hannah fry, ed gamble, chloe petts, mel giedroyc, vic reeves, claudia, matt forde? could be quite funny actually and i think guy would laugh at him a lot?, ahir shah, jess hynes, nish kumar, judi love, johnny vegas, jamie laing, jessica knappett, sara barron, kerry godliman, fatiha el-ghorri, ivo graham, get william hanson on there why not

🚨 danny dyer, susie dent, catherine tate, alan carr 🚨 HANDS DOWN!!!

don't you think this format would be perfect for chris addison to come back into our panel show lives

and omg mark watson because remember when guy was having a lil go at him 😭😭😭💀💀💀

CUZ THAT IS VERY IMPORTANT guy is the host and he needs to think the guests are funny... hmm who would have a hilarious dynamic with guy...well...everyone😁 guy is the best😁

it makes sense, too, that some of the funniest dynamics on a format like cats does countdown would work on guy mont spelling bee, since it's all about being a lil smarty — so russell howard and roisin on the same panel would be great because she does her best and he takes the piss out of her. people who take the piss out of each other...hmm...fatiha el-ghorri and phil wang lmfao...alan carr and romesh one of my underrated faves...frankie boyle and miles jupp would be so good omg

I SHOULD STOP NOW hehehe sorry for the block of text i answered this stream of consciousness i hope you don't mind heheheheh

what about you??

aww what a cute question 🥰 honestly i do associate it with autumn because it often comes out in september/october (so i think of it as part of the fall tv schedule)! but, really, i associate different series with different seasons? like i think of s7 as being winter time because kerry made that big circle in the snow hahaha that kind of thing! it wouldn't surprise me if a lot of people think of taskmaster + summer tho?

omg i love map men they're so funny

thanks for taking the time to send in these other recs i'll check them out 🥹🫶 posting these for everyone else to enjoy too!!!

i haven't seen either yet!!! how are they? they're both on my drive waiting for me to watch them 🥹 i might watch ahir's tonight

sorry anon i don't, only the epub version is easily available 😞 maybe someone reading this will be able to help out?

someone sent it over!! i added it to the drive :)<3

hello anon yes! i threw it in the alex horne collection folder here it is :)

hello! you're not the first person to ask me this but i really don't think you can! as far as i know there is no proshot, it was never streamed in cinemas, never streamed online... someone can correct me if i'm wrong but :(

i think we just missed seeing it at the actual theatre (▱˘︹˘▱)

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[litlunacy]

You've been lookin' for a soul to save (it's not a problem, you can borrow mine)

Got bit by the writing bug today, spat out about 700 words and finished this piece from 2022. Mostly Cullavelan with a side of Fenhawke in the middle. Title taken from "Does Heaven Even Know You’re Missing?" by Nickelback.

~2300 words, SFW

It was already nightfall by the time they returned to Skyhold two weeks after the siege of Adamant. Nythara was at the front with Hawke and Varric, with Solas and Cassandra riding a few paces behind them. The rest of the gang was farther back, mingling with the soldiers. Sera, Bull and the Chargers were cheering loudly at the sight of the large gates and already making plans to spend a night of drinking. Blackwall had chosen to stick close to the Wardens on the journey back, bringing up the rear of the rather long procession.

Nythara sighed heavily as the guards opened the gates. She couldn’t wait to sleep in a real bed again. Preferably for a month or two.

“Glad to be back home?” Hawke asked.

Nythara nodded. “You have no idea. What about you? Will you be going home now?”

“No, not yet. Someone needs to tell the rest of the Grey Wardens what happened. I’ll be leaving for Weisshaupt soon. Actually,” she added, turning to Varric with a sly grin, “Varric, do you think you could write to everyone and let them know?”

Varric snorted. “You can’t manage a few letters?”

Her grin widened. “But you always make them sound so much better.” She bent closer and gave him a puppy-eyed look, batting her lashes for extra effect. “Pretty please, Varric, my absolute most favorite dwarf ever?”

Varric rolled his eyes. “Of course I write better than you. I have a reputation to uphold.” He sighed dramatically as they all dismounted and handed the reigns off to the stable hands that came to take their mounts. “Alright, Hawke, I’ll do it. What would you ever do without me?”

“I’d be completely lost.”

“I bet. Should probably write Fenris first. Maker, I’m glad I won’t be doing this in person.”

No sooner than the words were out of his mouth there was a commotion from the direction of the keep. They could hear Josephine yelling at someone, followed by a loud crashing sound.

“Hawke!” an unfamiliar voice shouted.

Varric groaned at the sound. “Shit.”

Nythara raised an eyebrow quizzically. “What’s going on?”

“I’m not sticking around to find out. You’re on your own with this one, Hawke.” With that, the dwarf suddenly turned and ran in the direction of the stables. Actually ran.

Nythara turned back to Hawke, but the woman’s silver eyes were trained on the steps in front of them, her expression a strange combination of hope and trepidation. As they watched, a male elf Nythara didn’t recognize rounded the corner and bounded to the bottom of the stairs.

He was tall for an elf, with dark olive skin and a shock of white hair. It was too dark to see much more than that from across the courtyard. He looked about wildly until he found what he was searching for and froze.

“Hawke.” He said it much quieter this time, his deep, gravelly voice breaking in the middle of it.

Hawke didn’t move, didn’t say anything. She simply stared at him, apparently struck dumb. But then he started towards her, his long strides angry and his face set in a scowl, and the spell was broken. She held her hands up in front of her and took a single step back. “Fenris, let me explain—”

Whatever she was going to say was lost as the elf grabbed her up in his arms and practically smashed his mouth against hers. Nythara saw Hawke’s eyes widen in shock before they fluttered closed and she wrapped her arms around the elf’s neck with a quiet sigh. They remained that way for a few moments until the elf pulled back and rested his forehead against hers.

“Festis bei umo canavarum,” he growled softly, “You ridiculous, stubborn, foolish woman. Do not ever do that to me again. I do not care what danger you run in to, I will not let you face it without me at your side.”

Hawke nodded, and Nythara was stunned to see a tear track its way down the usually unshakeable woman’s face. “I’m sorry.” She finally opened her eyes and gave a watery smile. “Can you forgive me?”

“Always.” He said it so quietly, Nythara almost didn’t catch it. But then he straightened and turned his gaze on her, a pair of vibrant green eyes glaring at her as he asked, “And who is this?”

Before she could introduce herself, Hawke laid a hand on his arm gently. “Fenris, this is Inquisitor Nythara Lavellan. Nythara, this is Fenris.”

Nythara couldn’t quite suppress her grin. “I had figured as much. It’s good to finally meet you, Fenris. Hawke speaks very fondly of you.”

The glare softened to a scowl. “So you are the one in charge here.” His eyes traveled over her face, following the lines of her vallaslin. “You are Dalish.”

“I am.”

Then he looked pointedly at the staff on her back. “And a mage.”

Nythara crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. “Yes. Is that a problem?”

Instead of answering her, he turned to Hawke. “Does this one play with demons and blood magic as well?”

Hawke rolled her eyes. “No, she doesn’t. And before you ask, no, she isn’t an abomination either.”

Fenris gave a single, sharp nod and looked back at Nythara. “Then no, we do not have a problem.”

“Is he always like this?” Nythara asked Hawke.

The woman shrugged. “You get used to it.” When Fenris huffed beside her, she leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. His mouth twitched like he wanted to smile, but was valiantly fighting it back.

Nythara smiled at the pair before she felt a strong hand on her shoulder and looked up to see Cullen standing behind her. Her smile stretched into a full-blown grin. “Hello, Commander.”

Cullen smiled in return. “Inquisitor.” Then he looked up and the smile faded. “Fenris.”

“Knight-Captain.” The elf’s tone was flat, but his eyes were focused intently on the hand Cullen had placed on Nythara’s shoulder. They flicked back up to Cullen’s face and he raised one eyebrow pointedly. “You as well, I see.”

“I assure you, I don’t know what you’re referring too.”

Fenris looked back to Hawke, who laughed and nodded emphatically. “Oh, yes indeed. Him too.”

“Hawke,” Cullen started, but the Champion cut him off neatly.

“Yet another broody man, wary and distrustful of magic, has had his eyes opened – his entire world turned on end, in fact! – by a single remarkable mage girl.” She grinned as she said it, gently elbowing Fenris in the side. He returned the gesture by bumping his hip against hers.

“Remarkable indeed.”

Cullen groaned and Nythara couldn’t help but giggle at his discomfort.

But Hawke wasn’t done yet. She leaned closer and faux-whispered in Fenris’ ear, “Must be the scar. Makes him look…dangerous. I hear women are attracted to that sort of thing these days.” She slipped a hand into his and wound their fingers together.

This time Fenris did smile, a cheeky, knowing smirk that somehow both softened and sharpened his face. He looked at Hawke from the corner of his eye and said, “Is that so?”

Hawke winked at him and opened her mouth to respond, but there was another commotion at the top of the stairs that interrupted her. Josie was shouting in Antivan now and there was another crash followed by…was that barking? Hawke’s eyes lit up in excitement.

“You brought her with you?” she practically squealed the question at Fenris.

He shrugged nonchalantly, but Nythara could see the smile in his eyes. “She refused to let me leave home without her.”

At that moment a giant brown mabari leapt off the last step and skidded around the corner, charging at Hawke and barking happily. Hawke stepped away from Fenris and opened her arms wide.

“Kitty!”

The dog took a flying leap and crashed into her master’s outstretched arms, knocking them both to the ground. She started licking Hawke’s face, peppering the woman with slobbery kisses while the dog’s whole body wagged in joy. Hawke’s booming laugh echoed throughout the courtyard, causing several people to turn and stare.

“Okay, okay!” she giggled, trying to push the massive hound off of her, “Yes, I missed you too.”

Nythara raised an eyebrow at Fenris. “I think Kitty is even happier to see her than you.”

“Don’t let the broodiness fool you,” Hawke said from the ground, “He’ll be doing the same thing once he gets me alone. Just with less drool.”

“Hawke.” There was a note of fond exasperation in Fenris’ voice as he pushed the mabari off of Hawke and helped pull her to her feet.

“You know I’m right.” Hawke grinned at him as she started tugging him back towards the keep. “Keep the servants away from our room tonight,” she called back at Nythara. “I’d hate for all the noise to scare them.”

“Hawke!” Now it was Fenris pulling her along, and Hawke laughing breathlessly at his embarrassment.

Cullen and Nythara watched as they disappeared from view before Nythara leaned her head against Cullen’s shoulder. He stiffened a little at first, but then settled his arm lightly around her shoulders. She smiled in content.

“You know,” she said softly, “In all the time Hawke has been here, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her smile like that. Do you think we look like that to other people?”

“What do you mean? Like an elf and a human?”

She slapped at his arm playfully. “No, you silly shem. Like we’re…happy. Like even though the world has gone to shit, we’re still happy, dammit.”

Cullen was quiet for a moment, though Nythara could feel his thumb running in circles as he thought. “I don’t know. We haven’t exactly given people much to see, have we?”

Nythara looked up at him, one eyebrow raised and a wry smirk on her mouth. “You realize the battlements outside your office are, indeed, outside, right?”

The man sputtered, and his face turned a shade of red close to the color of the Inquisitor’s hair. “I, well, that’s—” he cut himself off with a huff at Nythara’s snorting giggle. His whiskey eyes went all soft then as he watched her, and he reached down to clasp one of her hands in both of his.

The elf tilted her head at him quizzically. “Cullen?”

Though the both of them still wore gloves, he imagined that he might feel the warmth of her hand through them anyway. That he could still trace the lines of the delicate bones of her fingers, so much slighter and far more dexterous than his own. And it suddenly felt as if something settled within him, like a lake going still after the rain passes. He looked up into her large turquoise eyes, saw the way they caught the torchlight and shone like a cat’s in the dark. Eyes like those could drown a man, and by the Maker, he wanted them to.

“I don’t know what other’s see when they look at us,” he told her, “and I’m starting to realize I don’t much care. But I know what I see, when I look at you.”

He watched the way she bit her lip, those eyes darting away before looking back up at him. “And what is it that you see?”

The rest of my life. He swallowed that thought back down. Too soon, much too soon. “The woman who has made me feel more alive than I can ever remember,” he said instead, and hoped that it wasn’t too much.

Her eyes grew wider, almost comically so, before her face broke into the biggest smile he’d ever seen on her. Even bigger than the first time he’d kissed her. “Really?” she asked, and the word still cracked despite how softly she said it.

“Really.”

She huffed out the tiniest nervous laugh. “Well, that’s good to know. Because I…well, I feel the same way. Just so you know.”

And wasn’t that a relief? No, not just a relief, but perhaps the greatest relief. Cullen was of half a mind to drag her into his arms and kiss her right there, to spin around in the courtyard like a pair of lovestruck teenagers. But, despite his claim of not caring what other people saw of them, his sense of decorum and desperate wish for some semblance of privacy won out in the end.

“I’m glad to hear it,” he said, and brought her hand up to kiss her gloved knuckles. He lingered as long as he could, hoping she might understand just how much he meant his words, as if he could press them through the fabric and into her skin so she could feel them for herself.

When he finally stood and let her hand go, he immediately missed the holding of it. The holding of her. Still, it was late, and their journey had been long. They should both rest, much as he would rather spend eternity in her company.

“I think perhaps this is where I bid you goodnight, my lady.”

Nythara smiled. “If you must, Commander mine. Sleep well.” She waved her fingers at him as she headed for the stairs, her steps almost bouncy.

It wasn’t until after she disappeared from view that his brain caught up to the mine she had tacked onto his title.

[misslavenderlady]

Love at First Bite 💞

David/Female!OC & Male!OC/Female!OC

Summary: David and the Lost Boys always have their eyes out for new brides to claim. However, when the vampire queen becomes smitten with a sweet redheaded boy, it may lead to the first time a groom is added to the coven.

This was inspired by @ghoulgeousimmaculate and her characters from the series Party the Pain Away and the various fics that take place afterwards. Ghoulie and I discussed the possibility of having another boy join the coven after so many girls were brought in. So everyone meet the new kid on the block! We hope you like him as much as Sis does~

WARNINGS: Fic contains mentions of fear, emotional manipulation, power dynamics, toxic relationship dynamics, PDA, mentions of blood/murder and alcohol. This has references to Ghoulie's stuff, and takes place in the modern world, not 1987. Part 2 HERE credit to hellobeautiful.com and artmoda.by for the pics of Daniil Kalinin and Chloe Bailey for face claims of Oliver and Sis.

Oliver was no stranger to working hard. From a very early age, his father taught him the values of an honest day's work and the appreciation of those who took on the most challenging jobs. Things like sanitation, customer service and food preparation were to be respected, as they were thankless jobs with poor compensation.  

He kept this in mind as he got settled into his new job after moving to Santa Carla. Not too many places were hiring as much due to the tourist season dying down for the year, but he was able to get hired at a local Italian restaurant. According to the manager, they had recently lost a waitress and needed to fill the position as soon as possible. 

After seeing the ins and outs of the restaurant himself, Oliver could see why it had a lot of business, even after the summer rush. It was a gorgeous place, and he was quite impressed with the quality of the food. Putting on the server uniform made him feel quite proud of the work he was going to do. 

His first few shifts went well. Oliver got settled in with lunch services and was sure to always work with a smile and a positive attitude. The customers enjoyed his friendliness and dedication to making sure their meal was perfect. Even if he was still very green, he had plenty of potential. 

That's why his boss made him a very particular offer. 

"Hey, Oliver," the middle-aged owner said to him. "Now that you're getting more comfortable, I'd like to get you set up for a dinner shift. We could really use the help during that time."

"Oh yeah! No problem!" the redheaded boy agreed. Little did he know that around the corner, his fellow servers were looking at one another with a shared sense of nervousness. Oliver had no idea he was getting into. 

The night shift brought quite a lot more customers to the restaurant. Oliver was working twice as hard as before to make sure everyone had full drinks and hot plates of food in a timely manner. He wasn't perfect by any means, but his hard work and dedication was clear to everyone. 

He was so focused on putting orders into the POS system that he didn't notice a new couple being welcomed in by his boss. 

"Saluti signore e signora! Your usual table is all set up. Right this way!"

By the time Oliver turned back around to see who had walked in, they were already out of sight. 

"I'm not taking their table. You go take it."

"Fuck you! I took them last time! You do it!"

Oliver couldn't help but overhear two waitresses bickering quietly off to the side. They had been more casual around other tables during all the other shifts they worked together. It was a surprise to see them so adamant about not serving the couple that had walked in. 

He'd dealt with his fair share of nasty customers in past jobs. There was one elderly woman at a cashiering job that had threatened to beat him senseless with her cane over an expired coupon. If he could handle that, he could handle anything.

"I can take their table!" 

The two girls turned toward him, looks of shock plastered on their faces. 

"Really? You WANT to take them?"

"Yeah! It's no big deal, really."

They didn't look entirely convinced, but they were still appreciative of Oliver's offer to take the burden off of them. They handed him a pair of menus and silverware before each giving him a soft smile.

"Your funeral, bud."

Oliver played it off as a harmless joke, snickering playfully as he headed off to the new table. Little did he know how serious his coworkers were with such a warning. 

He'd never served anyone in the space behind the curtain before. He didn't know what to expect when he pushed the black velvet fabric to the side in order to step forward. When he got a good look at one of the diners, he nearly dropped all the items he had in hand. 

Sitting pretty in the booth across from the entrance was the most stunning woman that Oliver had ever laid eyes on. Her beauty was enhanced by her long locs, brown eyes, flawless makeup, plush lips, and glowing skin illuminated by the candles. 

Oliver could practically feel his jaw hanging open at the sight of the mystery woman. If her looks hadn't caught his eye, then the bold dress she wore certainly did. There was barely any fabric on the top half, just mere straps crossing over her curvy figure. 

If he wasn't careful, he'd start chubbing up before he could even take her order. That would be embarrassing enough if it were just her. But there was also a tall, blond, and handsome gentleman cozied up next to her. Clearly her date. 

Oliver was just grateful for the thick fabric of the apron and his notebook covering up the area. 

He finally mustered up enough courage to step to the front of their table. When the lady looked up at him, her eyes shimmered. It was as if she were admiring some kind of precious gem or a beautiful flower. Still, Oliver wasn't confident enough to believe she was as amazed by him as he was to her. 

"Good evening!" he greeted the two. "My name is restaurant, welcome to the Oliver." 

Immediately, the boy's skin flushed to a deep shade of red when he realized he got his line backwards. He slapped a hand over his mouth in embarrassment, wishing he hadn't screwed up like that. 

"I-I mean…my name is OLIVER. Welcome to the RESTAURANT. I cannot believe I did that…"

"Aww, you nervous, sweetheart?" the woman cooed, clearly amused. "This your first night? I haven't seen you around here~"

Her voice was as warm and sweet as fresh honey. The sound alone made it feel like his heart was pumping faster and faster and his blood growing hotter with every moment. 

"Well…kinda," he admitted, smiling sheepishly. "It's my first dinner shift. I've been working lunches for a couple of weeks now."

The lady nodded, seemingly understanding of his situation. While she was warm and welcoming, her date seemed to be cold as ice. His frosty blue eyes were staring directly at Oliver, scanning over him carefully. It was like he was trying to figure out his entire personality with just a look. 

It really put him on edge. Oliver wouldn't lie to himself about that. 

"Well congratulations! You picked the best place in town to work!" she smiled. "We're regulars here! You'll be seeing us quite a bit. My name's Sis!"

She held out her perfectly manicured hand to the boy, happy to introduce herself. Oliver smiled right back as he slipped his hand against hers. He was a bit surprised to find it chilled to the touch, but not to a point of discomfort. After all, with hands as soft as hers, nothing about the experience was unpleasant. 

After a good shake, the two let go. Not even a second after she released his hand did her date push his own hand in, grabbing hold of Oliver. The man had a much stronger grip, squeezing the fresh rather tightly as he shook. 

"I'm David. Her husband."

Oliver felt his stomach drop as if he were riding on the world's steepest roller coaster. This wasn't some random date. This was a man she was in a committed relationship with. 

"Oh my God, stop drooling over a married woman, you idiot. Dad raised you better than this!" Oliver scolded himself inside his head. 

"Well, it's really nice to meet you! B-Both of you!" 

David seemed to tone down his icy demeanor, giving Oliver a slick smile as he leaned back against the fabric of the booth. He tugged his wife to his chest, letting her cuddle up to him. Even with their intimate embrace, she still watched Oliver with big doe eyes. 

"So! What can I get you started off with for drinks?" 

Sis opened her mouth to speak, but wasn't able to get a word out. David deprived her of that.

"Bottle of Pinot Noir for the two of us to share. Red is the best. Right, doll?" 

To Oliver's surprise, Sis didn't look happy with that choice. Her lips were stuck in a pout and she was looking down at her lap in disappointment. 

"David, I've told you a thousand times, I don't like red wine. I want Chardonnay!" she whined. 

"Hush, darling. Daddy knows best for you~"

That didn't sit right with Oliver. Seeing her uncomfortable made him uncomfortable too. Did her husband have a habit of forcing choices she didn't want? He seemed pretty pushy. Not to mention condescending as hell. 

He nodded as he made his way past the curtain and down the hall to where the wine cellar was. While he was able to find the Pinot without issue, he couldn't help but let his eyes wander to the wall of white wines. 

It wouldn't be very fair to not at least offer the lady a choice. 

When he made his way back into the private area, Oliver held out the two bottles he had grabbed on his way out. David raised his eyebrows in surprise when he noticed the Chardonnay label. 

"I hope you don't mind! I wanted to provide some options so everyone could get what they wanted."

The blond didn't like the decision to bring out the white wine, but it thrilled his wife to have her favorite drink as an option. Oliver couldn't deny she looked extra beautiful with the look of happiness on her face. 

He popped open both bottles, carefully pouring each drink into their glasses. While David stared him down with deep focus, Sis was more relaxed with her expression. She mouthed a 'thank you' when she had her wine prepared. Oliver gave her a polite nod, but little did she know that on the inside, his heart was getting quite fluttery from the way she looked at him.

"Now then! What can I get the two of you for tonight?"

"Oh? Did they not tell you our regular orders?" David asked, raising an eyebrow. His lips were curled back into a smirk, taunting Oliver with a deep smugness. "You seem to have a long way to go in this business, kid."

He wanted to tell the guy off for mocking his newness to the restaurant, but Sis beat him to the punch. 

"Oh David, be nice! You're gonna scare the poor boy off!" 

David turned his gaze from Oliver back to his wife. There was a deep, intense focus in his icy blues. It was as if he was trying to speak to her without speaking out loud. The way Sis slunk back into the cushion of the booth made it seem like whatever message he was attempting to give got to her. It was like watching a small bunny cower under the intimidating stare of a wolf. 

Oliver gripped his pen and notepad tightly, fighting back the anger boiling within him. He still remembered how, when he was a little kid, his father taught him that men who tried to control and hurt women were cowards. Pure Scum of the Earth. This guy was no different if he thought it was okay to act that way with his own wife. 

"She'll have the chicken parmesan and a Caesar salad."

"Actually, Sir," Oliver spoke, not bothering to write down the order. "I would rather let the lady speak for herself, so I know for certain she's getting what she wants."

David didn't like that one bit. It positively baffled him that someone would talk back to him in such a way. Oliver stood his ground, not breaking eye contact with him for even a second. 

Though David was furious at such treatment, Sis was elated by it. She appreciated the respect the redheaded server was granting her. The smile on her pretty face was all Oliver needed to know he did the right thing. 

"Well! As a matter of fact, I was interested in trying some New York strip. I've been hearing really great things about it from my girlfriends!"

Oliver was more than happy to write that down for her. He eagerly scribbled away as she told him how she wanted the steak cooked and what kind of veggies she wanted for a side. Oliver even made a note to bring her extra potatoes as a way to show her extra care. 

"I'd be happy to get that for you, Miss."

"Oooh! I haven't been called 'Miss' in quite some time. Aren't you a charmer~"

His cheeks were positively flushed with redness from her sweet coos of praise. It was worth it, even with her husband staring him down with a burning hatred. 

"And for you, Sir?"

"The same. But make my steak rare. I have quite an appetite for something bloody."

Now Oliver wasn't feeling as confident in himself. Normally he would dismiss these comments as coming from someone trying too hard to be tough after listening to too many podcasts on being an "alpha male". 

This was not one of those times. Something about the way David looked at him made it seem as if that was to be taken as a genuine threat. That he better mind his business or else he would be the one to become a bloody piece of dead meat. 

Any confidence Oliver had before was promptly shut down. With a quick flick of his pen, he finished writing out the order and gave a nod before scampering off back to the kitchen. The sooner he got out of David’s sight, the better. 

“How’s it going back there?” one server asked Oliver while clumsily put in the order. She must have sensed his nervousness from all the way back in the kitchen.

“It’s interesting…” he admitted. “That woman is really nice, but her husband looks like he wants to bite my head off.”

Oliver had been exaggerating when he said that, but when he glanced over at his coworker, she had a look of genuine concern on her face.

“Listen to me, Ollie. Just play it safe. David is not someone you want to mess with. Just be quick, respectful, and get out of his way so he can spend time with his wife. It’s your best chance at surviving the night.”

The redheaded boy let out a deep sigh as he passed the order along to the chefs. She was right. He couldn’t let his budding crush on a random customer cloud his judgment. All he had to do was work hard, and not let his emotions get the better of him. If everyone was happy, then he would be happy too.

“Okay. I can do that,” he said. “I appreciate everyone looking out for me.”

“No problem,” she replied, giving him a pat on the back before turning to leave. However, she didn’t get far before thinking of one last piece of advice to give. 

“Oh! By the way! Don’t be shocked if those two are…heavy on the PDA. David’s quite wealthy, so Giuseppe lets him get away with more lewd stuff. If you see something, don’t say anything.”

That certainly wasn’t something Oliver was expecting to hear in terms of advice. He wasn’t even sure to what extent she meant by that. It wasn’t until he grabbed a basket of fresh bread for their table and made his way back to the area behind the curtain that he finally understood.

And boy, did he get an eyeful.

David had Sis firmly perched on his lap, letting her straddle him as he feverishly kissed her. Her hands were holding onto both sides of his face, stroking his beard lovingly. They both moaned into their kiss, pawing at one another as if they hadn’t experienced a sensual touch in ages. Tongues dancing together and bodies moving.

David had pulled down the fabric of her dress, letting the girls out for anyone coming by to see. It wasn’t a surprise that she didn’t have a bra on under such a skimpy piece, but it was still quite a shock to see a half-naked customer going at it with their lover without a care of who came their way. 

Oliver kept his mouth shut, still very much shocked by the lustful display, but now knowing better than to say anything. Even if this wasn’t normal for the restaurant, he would still be a bit too shy to ask them to stop. All he did was silently move to place the basket on the corner of their table. They could take the basket whenever they finished..

His green eyes glance up just for a mere moment, moving without his control. He didn’t mean to, but even in that split second, his gaze locked onto the lady. Sis’ eyes opened, catching Oliver in her peripheral vision. The poor boy froze in place, hand still on the bread basket and eyes widening as the beauty watched him. Meanwhile, David’s eyes were still closed, his mouth now on her neck to nibble and kiss at her soft-looking flesh. Only Oliver and Sis were watching one another.

Oliver was certain she was going to scowl at him. Tell him to beat it so she could continue getting frisky with her hubby. But she didn’t. In fact, she did the opposite. 

She smiled at him. 

A smile that was a perfect mix of sweet and spicy. Something that showed she liked having him nearby for company, but also a hint of desire from him watching them. Her beautiful brown eyes were shimmering in the light, while her long lashes fluttered in a playful manner. She puckered her lips to make a kissing motion at him. 

Was she….flirting with him? All while riding her husband?

Oliver was far too overwhelmed to even consider the idea. He scampered off out of the room, leaving the couple be in order to rush back to the kitchen. Better to let them be before his face went full-tomato in color. Even still, while he tried to keep busy with his tasks, his heart was beating a mile a minute. 

By the time the dishes were ready to be served, he had managed to pull himself together enough to bring out their food with complete professionalism. 

Sis and David looked more than satisfied. All snuggled up with one another. They had dressed up again, and their hair was a bit messier and faces flushed compared to the last time Oliver had popped in.. All he had to do was act like he HADN’T just seen them in a romantic embrace.

“Here you are! I really hope you enjoy the meal!" 

The excited grin on Sis' face as she watched him set her plate of food down was all too sweet. She really was a beautiful lady, and every moment he made her happy ended up making Oliver happy, too. 

Still, he wanted to make sure both of them were satisfied with their service. With the same friendly smile on his face, Oliver turned to David to set his own dish down, too. Unfortunately, he didn't get the same expression of delight that Sis had shared. David kept his lips pressed tight in a grimace. His entire body was in a tense form. Eyes of crystal blue were watching him with unblinking focus, like a hawk stalking its prey. 

Everything about David was making Oliver nervous, but it wasn’t the intensity that finally made him stumble. It was how, for a split second, the color of his irises seemed to flash to a bright yellow right before Oliver’s very eyes.

Oliver jumped as he was setting the plate down, knocking into David’s glass of wine in the process. A sea of dark red wine sloshed outward, cascading onto the table, the cloth on top of it and down onto the lower half of Sis’ dress.

“Ah!!” she gasped. “SHIT! No! I just got this from Italy!”

The boy’s eyes widened in shock, tearing away from David and focusing just on the lady whose dress he had just ruined. She looked so upset, and it made him feel deep shame and fear, overwhelming his senses with panic. The blood in his face drained, leaving him completely pale. 

“O-Oh! I am SO sorry, Miss!” Oliver stammered.

“Now look at this mess,” David tsked, crossing his arms and shaking his head. Unlike Sis, who was showing worry over her beautiful gown, he had an aura of disappointment. He was acting like a parent getting ready to give their child a firm scolding. 

Unbeknownst to Oliver, David was already planning how he would teach him a lesson for ruining his wife's belongings. He would make the poor server boy realize just who he had messed with. Really make him sorry for his actions. 

But he didn't get the chance. 

"Please let me fix this!" 

The redhead was quick to jump into action, first grabbing an unused cloth napkin and dunking it into an untouched glass of ice water to soak it. He kneeled down in front of Sis' seat and began gently blotting at the stain on her dress. Even with the dark fabric hiding the redness, he wanted to prevent any discoloration on the garment. All the while Sis watched with a worried expression. 

"Don't worry! I know some tricks to help with this."

In between dabbing with the wet, cold rag, Oliver grabbed a nearby salt shaker and sprinkled some salt into his palm before rubbing it evenly over the red stain. 

"Let that sit for a few minutes," he explained, getting back up to his feet and moving the items on top of the table around so that the soaked tablecloth could be removed from their sight. "After I toss this into the laundry pile, I'll grab some more stuff to finish cleaning!"

Oliver was off like a shot, racing against the clock so that the stain wouldn't set. He wouldn't possibly forgive himself if he ruined their night by his clumsiness. He wasn't even thinking about the odd moment with David's eyes. All he remained focused on was getting all the necessary supplies from the cleaning closet. 

With his tools in hand, Oliver returned to the dining area, kneeling once again by Sis' side. The salt had come in handy for pulling a good amount of the red color out, but the next part would add an extra kick for help. Oliver's hands moved in a blur as he poured dish soap and hydrogen peroxide into a spray bottle. With the liquids measured to his liking, Oliver sealed and shook up the bottle to a sudsy consistency. 

"Wow! Aren't you an efficient thing?" Sis smiled, holding out the fabric so that he could evenly spray the stain. "Where'd you learn this trick, honey?"

"Oh, my dad knew a lot about preserving clothes whenever they got stained, ripped, or worn out," Oliver explained. "Growing up, we had to make our stuff last as long as possible. Didn't have money to burn on new clothes all the time."

That's the understatement of the year, he thought to himself. Piles of bills and his father's restless nights worrying about being able to feed his child weren't something to take lightly. Still, he didn't want to burden the couple he just met with his life story. All he wanted to do was to fix his mistake so their date wasn't spoiled. 

"Listen, I do feel bad about the mess. If the stain is still there by the time you're finished with your meal, I'd be more than happy to pay for any other cleaning you get done for it."

As much as Oliver wanted to offer to pay for the dress itself, he could not possibly afford the cost of a luxury brand dress straight from Europe. Not unless he saved his money for the next 50 years. Still, Sis' kind smile told him the offer he had given flattered her. 

"Don't you worry your sweet head, hun," she cooed, tucking a finger under his chin and tilting his head up a bit more. Oliver softly gasped at the gesture, cheeks flushing red once again. 

"Yes. She's right," David spoke up. Oliver nearly jumped out of his skin when he remembered her husband was right next to them. "Thank you for cleaning her up. It's good to know Giuseppe knows how to pick the best and most competent people to work here."

After a dinner of going back and forth between smugness and fear-inducing intensity, it was a relief to see David actually pleased with his work. Oliver quickly scampered back to his feet so he wouldn't push his luck with being so close to the guy's wife. Even if it was nice being around her, he wasn't a home-wrecker. 

The rest of their night went off without a hitch. Both of them got to enjoy their delicious steak dinners in peace, and Oliver managed to keep their glasses topped off without spilling another drop. By the time he delivered the check to their table, it was safe to say he had redeemed himself. 

"It was a pleasure serving you both tonight! How's your dress looking now?"

"Good as new all thanks to your quick thinking, hun!" Sis beamed, showing off the bottom half of her dress. Sure enough, Oliver's work had left it spotless once again. "I want to properly thank you for doing that for me."

Oliver wasn't one to take on acts of service for any rewards. He simply liked to make himself useful and ease the burden of others. But with the excited glint in Sis' eyes as she nudged her husband, he couldn't bring himself to decline such an offer. 

That was until David dug into his pocket and pulled out the most massive wad of cash Oliver had seen in his entire life. He was practically bug-eyed at the sight. David reached out to place the stack of bills in his hand, but he shook his head 'no'.

"Wh-Whoa! That's very generous of you, but I can't possibly accept that much money from you!"

David was already intimidating enough. Having the ability to throw money around like it was nothing didn't help that feeling. Besides, he was just doing as his father would have done. Not accepting charity for basic decency. 

"It's nothing! I haven't had such amazing service in a long time!" Sis insisted. "You worked hard and I can already tell you're gonna be our favorite server here. Let me show my thanks, Oliver."

Sis plucked the cash wad out of David's hand and reached her hand out to tug at Oliver's apron. He softly gasped as she tucked the money into his pocket, giving his chest a light pat afterwards. He felt like his head was going fuzzy.

"Besides…I have a soft spot for cuties with freckles~" 

Oliver's heart was practically doing backflips in his chest. The couple smiled playfully as they put their arms around one another, ready to leave together. By the time they had moved past the curtain and exited the restaurant, he was still standing in place with a bright red set of cheeks and a pocket full of hundreds. 

He would definitely be asking his boss for more dinner shifts going forward. 

"It's amusing he put in all that work fixing the stain, considering you're gonna get it covered in blood for our hunt later."

David and Sis were enjoying the remaining moments of their date night together. With the light of the full moon illuminating the path of the Santa Carla streets, they could enjoy each other's company and keep their eyes out for a victim or two.

"He was a sweet guy," Sis sighed, nuzzling against her husband's shoulder. "Very polite, dedicated, hardworking. I overheard his thoughts, too. Poor thing struggled when he was growing up. He comes from humble beginnings."

"Yeah, and he thought I was being an asshole."

"You're just soooo intimidating, Daddy," Sis cooed, stroking his ego. "And he backed off when he found out we were married. He's a respectful boy."

Little did Oliver know that David was one of several partners that Sis was romantically involved with. Humans and their ideas of monogamy were all too amusing to vampires. 

David smiled kindly down at his wife, noticing the substantial amount of bliss she was experiencing. 

"You really liked him, huh?"

"Yeah. I did," she sighed dreamily. "He was like…a loyal puppy"

Little did she know that the gears in David's head were turning. He adored seeing his queen so happy, especially after the recent traumatic events she had gone through. She was a fighter to the end, and she deserved to feel safe again. 

Perhaps the pup would come in handy to his queen. 

end of part 1

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[meushell]

100 Ships Prompt Challenge

What am I getting myself into?

This is, admittedly, going to take a long time.

The Basic Rules…

• Each prompt is to be paired with a different ship. Different combinations are allowed. • A canon character can only be combined with an original character once. • Cross-ships are allowed. • Platonic/Familial Friendships are allowed, but I cannot use / and & for the same set of characters. • Combining with other prompts/challenges is allowed.

Details here. (Goes to Dreamwidth.)

I am adding…

• I am allowing myself to combine ships and prompts into one story. Basically, as long as it’s AO3 tag worthy, I think it counts. Unless I missed it, the challenge doesn’t specify either way.

Who will be my most shipped character? Probably Malek. 😂

Who will be my most platonically (shipped isn’t quite the right word since that has other implications) combined character? Probably Jacob Carter.

Who will show up the most in general? Probably Malek again.

What will be my er, most unique ship? Well, now it is Sam Carter/Egeria/Yosuuf/Garshaw/Per’sus’ Host/Per’sus. Can it get stranger? Yeah, probably.

The Prompts

I will link to the fic as I go, naming the relationship/friendship. Some fics may include other ships.

Narim & Lantash, Sam Carter/Narim | Lantash, Narim & Schrödinger • #29 – Bone, #86 – Shadow, #97 – Bittersweet

Egeria/Per’sus • #78 – Leather

Martouf | Lantash/Rosha | Jolinar/Pete Shanahan • #69 – Flirt

Sam Carter & Martouf | Lantash & Malek & Aldwin • #19 – Wine

Liandra/OC Female Tok’ra • #79 – Liberty

Per’sus’ Host/Cordesh • #21 – Rhythm

Ocker/Ren’al • #46 – Pearl

Delek & Ocker • #91 – Seafoam

Sam Carter/Delek, Delek/Martouf | Lantash (one sided) • #13 – Blue, #87 – Lemon • Warnings: MCD, Rape, Aliens Made Them Do It, Rape Recovery/Aftermath, Suicidal Talk, Survivor’s Guilt, Break Up/Make Up

Sam Carter & Pete • #16 – Neon

Sam Carter/Martouf|Lantash/Delek, Malek/Per’sus, Sam Carter & Per’sus, Jack O’Neill & Delek • #18 – Blush (Prompts to be Determined. I’m still writing this one.)

Aldwin/Delek • #32 – Chocolate

Cordesh/Jaydin/OC Male (Per’sus’ previous host) • #56 – Flame

#01 – Adamant #02 – Snow #03 – Lion #04 – Spark #05 – Amber #06 – Lust #07 – Bronze #08 – Mint #09 – Arctic #10 – Black #11 – Moonlight #12 – Sunlight #14 – Navy #15 – Tea #17 – Twilight #20 – Nude #22 – Brown #23 – Linen #24 – Ember #25 – Thistle #26 – Cherry #27 – Orange #28 – Vanilla #30 – Harlequin #31 – Cadet #33 – Peach #34 – Lead #35 – Cream #36 – Sand #37 – White #38 – Crimson #39 – Pink #40 – Ocean #41 – Dove #42 – Platinum #43 – Yellow #44 – Earth #45 – Midnight #47 – Frostbite #48 – Pumpkin #49 – Electric #50 – Purple #51 – Coral #52 – Salt #53 – Crow #54 – Rainbow #55 – Cloud #57 – Red #58 – Ash #59 – Rose #60 – Slate #61 – Green #62 – Ruby #63 – Olive #64 – Lipstick #65 – Spice #66 – Grey #67 – Denim #68 – Rust #70 – Sunset #71 – Sable #72 – Desert #73 – Jade #74 – Sage #75 – Buff #76 – Jet #77 – Plum #80 – Metal #81 – Sepia #82 – Lavender #83 – Scarlet #84 – Crystal #85 – Chestnut #88 – Mystic #89 – Silver #90 – Coffee #92 – Lime #93 – Punch #94 – Pickle #95 – Champagne #96 – Copper #98 – Honey #99 – Candy #100 – Gold

[davenweenie]

Let’s go! More Lab Rats HCs!

My exams are finally over, not sure how I did yet but we can hope I did well. Anyway, enjoy :)

-when Chase finally decided to sleep in Kaz’s bed one night, it was so comfy that he couldn’t go back to sleeping in his capsule for about two weeks.

-the only reason Chase went back to sleeping in his capsule was because he started glitching and a knife flew at him out of Oliver’s hand. Oliver nearly cried. Chase was fine.

-when Adam and Leo finally come to visit the Elite Force penthouse, they both give Kaz the shovel talk. The normally very friendly and kind (aka golden retriever energy) Adam was more terrifying than anything Kaz had seen. He wasn’t sure how this was the same guy that he met on the island and joined the class of.

-Leo is incapable of seeming scary to anybody. That is until he throws a laser sphere at them and burns their hair.

-Tasha is their mum (I’m sorry I cannot say mom, I’m too British for this) and will be forever. She bakes them cookies all the time when she visits. Everyone loves her.

-adding to the Chase is trans headcanmon, when Douglas came into their lives again (evil or not) he didn’t mention it. He knew that he had planted bionics in two girls and one boy but when he met them, he didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to. It wasn’t necessary. He didn’t see the point in talking to Chase about it, or calling him out. Chase was Chase now, and he was happy like that so Douglas didn’t care.

-Chase was the one to bring it up with Douglas, asking him ‘how come you never talk about the fact that you had two girls and one boy? I mean, I know you know.’ And Douglas just sighed, put his phone down and made Chase sit in front of him. He explained to him that it was none of his business to ask about his gender. He told him that he hadn’t been around his whole life so it wasn’t his place to talk to him about it. Chase cried for the first time in years.

-once they move out around 15 years into the future, Skylar and Bree adopt two tuxedo cats that look just like each other. They’re called Noodle and Soup. They will later adopt a kitten and name it Chicken.

-Kaz wants to live on a farm and have loads of animals, however he realises that Chase would actually die (not really, I’m exaggerating) if he lived around that many animals. So they settle on living in a countryside house and adopt an old Doberman with alopecia because nobody else wanted him. The shelter had named him but they decided to change his name to Jude. They love him very much. And he has no hair, so Chase doesn’t have sneezing fits.

-I imagine when bionic people glitch it’s like when people with tics/Tourette’s have motor(physical) tics. (Also I have Tourette’s so leave me and my comfort hc alone) so a lot of people in high school bullied Adam, Bree and Chase about their glitches.

-Chase gets electric shock a lot because of his magnetism app. His hair goes all static.

-Kaz thinks it’s really cute and hilarious. He thinks Chase looks like a hedgehog.

-Chase doesn’t actually like coffee. It makes him jumpy and anxious. So when he’s tired he doesn’t have any pick-me-ups to help him out. He used to electrocute himself with a taser to wake himself up, people were mortified when they found out and urged him to just sleep more.

That’s all from me today. Hopefully will get some more out soon xx

[ems-self-ships-galore]

The World as We Know Chapter One - Awakening

How long had it been since the house was full of life?

How long were they all waiting?

How long?

Seeing that once beautiful house, all overgrown with foliage like nature had decided to retake it, made them all sad. Worried even, for their lovers, their friends, their pets, and their family were all in there last they checked, before they left them behind.

Emma, for Nicholas and Eddie.

Cordelia, for Pierre, Olga, and Alexei.

Luna, for Ren, Hisoka, Rui, Akari, and Shiragiku.

Maryse, for Stephen.

Cora, for Calvin.

Samara, for Miles, Phoenix, Maya, Pearl, and Trucy.

Jacqueline, for Franziska and Apollo.

Mary, for Nick, Deacon, Piper, and Cait.

Elizabeth, for Arthur, Javier, Charles, and Sadie.

Louise, for Jonathan.

Selene, for Jackson.

Sidonie, for Raoul and Erik.

Imogen, for Brahms.

Moira, for Vilkas.

Ameia, for Serana and Brynjolf.

Hannah, for Leon, Luis, and Ada.

Rosetta, for Helena.

Christina, for Joshua.

The Docent, for The Curator.

Jerusha, for Simon.

Josephine, for John.

Leah, for Abraham and Mary.

Lillian, for Andrew and Daniel.

Lisbeth, for Abed and Troy.

Natalia, for GraveRobber and Shilo.

Athena, for Janni and Allan.

Evie, for Dan and Laurie.

Emestria, for Claire.

Alessia, for Gomez and Morticia.

Keira, for the Dust Witch.

Norah, for Egon.

Kathleen, for Booker and Elizabeth.

Copia, for Adam, Heather, the Guardians, and the Ravagers.

Heather, for Fox and Dana.

Celazith, for Geralt, Jaskier, Yennefer, and Cirilla.

Edith, for Eva and Neil.

Dorothy, For Inara.

Claire, for Alex.

Lady Vermillion, for The Suspects (save for Mr. Green) and Wadsworth.

Elora, for Bigby.

Ariadne, for Matt, Rosalind, Julia, Howard, and Michael.

Lydia, for Sebastian, Joseph, and Juli.

Lilly, for Miles.

Claudia, for Olive, Barbara, and Adam.

Delilah, for Jareth.

Courier Anna, for Red Lucy.

Queen Gwendolen, for Page and Ben.

Crystal, for Dale.

Eliane, for Alfred, Maria Robin, Aya, and Mathilda.

Caroline, for Austin and Scott.

Savannah, for Hawkeye and Klinger.

Ida, for Ten.

Richardis, for Spencer.

Lula, for Barbie and Ken.

Helen, for Q and Geordi.

Felicity, for Seven, Harry, and Tom.

Ruth, for Shannon and Junebug.

They all were referred to as the ones who left, yet they all stood in front of the house where they all once were a long time ago. It all felt odd, yet so relieving to be back. Deciding that the daylight was dimming and it would not be safe to stay out so late at night, only to be greeted with the once great and beautiful interior of the beloved house. Dust, cobwebs, and dilapidated furniture all lined every nook and cranny of the main hall; without a doubt the rest of the place as a whole was going to be in the same condition, if not much worse than here.

"We've been gone for so long?" Louise wondered as she glanced around the once grand place; she was glad to be back, but was more or less concerned with finding Jonathan. "It appears so, I wonder why none of our prospective lovers or our family greeted us?" Jacqueline stated. "Well I'm tired of waiting, I'm off to find Sebastian, Joseph, and Juli." Lydia stated as she went in a different direction, towards the specialty wing to be precise. "Lydia, wait! You don't know what could be lurking over there!" Ariadne called out to her, she was even going to follow her had Hannah not stopped her. "Relax, Dr. Camden- I am sure that Lydia knows what she is doing,"

"Ariadne does have a point though, there could be some unsavory shit lurking in the dark." Luna stated, picking up a bullwhip off the floor. "Wait a second- that's Franziska's whip," Jacqueline pointed out as she went over to Luna and took the bullwhip from her hands. "It's not like her to just leave her most prized possession here," She added. "You don't think something bad could've happened to Franziska, Miles, Phoenix, Pearl, and Trucy?" Samara wondered. "I hope not," Jacqueline stated. Just now, the group heard Lydia's call of anguish coming from somewhere in the specialty wing.

"Everyone else stay here! Celazith, Copia, and Kathleen- come with me," Hannah ordered as she, Celazith, Copia, and Kathleen rushed into the darkened specialty wing. "Lydia! Where the hell are you?" Copia called out first when she and Kathleen failed at looking into the other rooms, hoping to find Lydia alive. "In here! Come quick, please!" Lydia called out, Celazith managed to find Lydia first in the laboratory thanks to her using an illumination spell that Yennefer had taught her at some point. On the floor was Lydia, kneeling next to an unconscious yet hopefully not deceased Joseph Oda.

"I tried getting him to wake up but he can't! He just won't budge for me.." Lydia explained through tears pouring down her cheeks. Hannah rushed over after finding Copia, Celazith and Kathleen huddled around Lydia, checking Joseph's pulse. "He's got a pulse at least and I don't see any other injury he may have; I hate to say this Lydia, but Joseph is comatose." Hannah proclaimed. "What? No, this cannot be." Lydia began to doubt Hannah's statement, but one look on the Southern Huntress' face told Lydia that she was telling the truth; how Joseph became comatose to begin with was unknown, as he had no prior medical issues that would've caused this, and Lydia knew it well.

"If Joseph is laying still as a rock then that must mean-" Kathleen stated, coming to the harrowing realization that Booker and Elizabeth also must've been put under the same spell, the same thing applied to Celazith, Copia, and Hannah. "That must mean everyone else, not just the lovers but family and friends as well, are all asleep." Celazith added. The five rushed back to the group in the main hall who were still anxiously waiting for their return. "What happened? Did something happen to Lydia?" Emma asked. "Not quite, she found Joseph comatose in the lab." Hannah stated.

"But that is so strange, he didn't have any major health issues that would've caused that to happen- hell none of our lovers, friends, and our family did to begin with!" Elora pointed out. "Isn't your fiancé deathly allergic to silver?" Copia wondered. "Yes, but silver doesn't make Bigby comatose- it puts him in a morgue," Elora said. "Do you think some type of sleeping gas was released while we were gone?" Ariadne wondered. "That was my first thought, but no caliber of Nightcaller Temple's miasma is present here. Not even a trace," Moira pointed out. "Well that's just great, does anyone have any idea to fix this?" Claire asked, rather irritated at this point. "I could try, but I would need to do some research on this situation." Ariadne stated. "And how long would that take you, Ariadne?" Alessia asked. "Not too long, I would just need to apply what I already know to some newly acquired knowledge." Ariadne stated, right as she began her trek to the library. "Wait-! Let me come with, I think I know what we need to do!" Edith stated as she followed Ariadne.

In the darkened library where Edith and Ariadne walked, scouring the dusty shelves filled to the brim with tomes on every subject possible; separated by classification, Ariadne managed to find a book on the shelf named, To The Moon and Finding Paradise; flipping through it, Ariadne came across the peculiar method of memory traversal, so she decided to seek Edith out about it. "Edith, what do you know about this memory traversal?" Ariadne asked, walking up to her. "It was something that came with the job when I took up position at Sigmund Agency of Life- when I started working with Neil and Eva, memory traversal or memory alteration if you will- it's only used on people who are in their last stages of living, i.e. the elderly who are close to dying," Edith explained.

"Do you think it could be used on the comatose people in question?" Ariadne wondered. "It can be, in fact Neil has a machine that is for his own usage." Edith pointed out. "Perfect! All we need to do is get back to the others, tell them about our findings and seek out the comatose." Ariadne stated, a hint of glee on her face. "That is going to be a tedious task, for all I know all of our lovers, family, and friends are scattered about this place." Edith pointed out. "Then we'll all seek our lovers first, if we happen to come across any of our friends and family then that'll give us a jumping point at least." Ariadne stated, Edith seemed to agree with this, as this method was something that she was well acquainted with. "Give me a few to find Neil's machine, then we'll pick someone from the group to go first and then so on and so on." Edith suggested, just as she left Ariadne alone in the library. Taking a few seconds to look for another source book, Ariadne managed to find the source where she, Matt, and their own children came from; aptly named, 7th Heaven.

Ariadne was starting to get a little emotional as she read the text dating from 1996 to approximately the late aughts-early 2010s; 1996, was when she met Matt; she was rather shy seventeen year old at the time who had moved with her parents to Glen Oak from San Francisco because the latter did not provide ample quiet for the Phillips Family. Then leaving Glen Oak behind due to taking an apprenticeship. Meeting Matt again at Columbia University. Graduating and moving into an apartment with him. Then finally, getting married, moving into a nice house, and popping out four kids. Ariadne could hardly believe that this simple life that she and Matt led had to be interrupted by all of this, so much that Ariadne had to put the book down simply because she couldn't take anymore emotional pain.

That was until Edith walked back in, carrying the memory traversal machine in her hands. "Lisbeth managed to get the power to this entire house back on," She said, as she walked back out to the main hall with Ariadne following behind. "I also managed to turn on the main radar system, so we can locate everyone." Emestria announced. "That's delightful, alright who's going first?" Evie asked as everyone loudly talked amongst each other, only to be shut up by Kathleen firing her pistol at the ceiling. "Little harsh, Kathleen." Heather sarcastically stated. "Well excuse me, Ms. Watson- but I couldn't exactly hear over everyone's loudness," Kathleen retorted. "Let's not argue here, in fact the best thing we should do is draw lots to see who goes first." Ameia suggested, something everyone seemed to be on par with at most. "Ameia is right, but- how should we do that?" Sidonie wondered, everyone became lost onto how this drawing lots thing should work, until Norah suggested this, "Whoever blurts out their significant word to break the silence goes first."

"Sounds chaotic and rather confusing, but reasonable at best." Savannah stated as everyone went silent. That was, until the silence was broken by,

[dem-obscure-imagines]

End of Year Management

Hello, friends. Long time no see! I have overhauled the character list once again, perhaps for the last time of the year. I added lots of characters from movies I really liked this year. I'll list them below:

Nebula (Guardians of the Galaxy)**

Adam Warlock (Guardians of the Galaxy)*

Barbie (Barbie)*

Ken (Barbie)

Simon (Dungeons and Dragons)*

Edgin (Dungeons and Dragons)

Doric (Dungeons and Dragons)

Xenk (Dungeons and Dragons)

Holga (Dungeons and Dragons)**

Oliver (Love at First Sight)***

Chad Meeks-Martin (Scream)**

Mindy Meeks-Martin (Scream)*

Jaime Reyes (Blue Beetle)*

Sanji (Live-Action One Piece)***

Zoro (Live-Action One Piece)***

Nami (Live-Action One Piece)

Usopp (Live-Action One Piece)*

Luffy (Live-Action One Piece)

Laszlo Cravensworth (What We Do in the Shadows)*

Nadja Antipaxos (What We Do in the Shadows)**

Additionally, as always, the New Year's Eve kisses are approaching, and I'd like to get a head start on those this year, so feel free to send in suggestions for those! As a reminder, I write five every year and I don't do repeats, so request someone new!

The ones who have been written for already are: Steve Harrington, Marty McFly, Edmund Pevensie, Thackery Binx, Wanda Maximoff, Alex Vreeke (Jumanji), Jack Frost, Ben Tennyson, Diaval, Peeta Mellark, Bernard the Elf, Bucky Barnes, Diana Prince, Killian Jones, Pietro Maximoff, Eddie Munson, Druig, Kili, Neville Longbottom, Peter Pan.

I've been in a writing mood now that NaNoWriMo is over, so send some requests my way!

Happy Holidays!

[f1]

Audi announce new simulator driver as they take next step in F1 power unit development

Audi have signed Swiss racing pro Neel Jani as their new simulator driver as they take the next step in developing a power unit for their Formula 1 project. Jani, 39, is a former test and reserve driver for Red Bull Racing and, as a member of the Porsche factory team, he won the FIA World Endurance Championship in 2016 as well as the famous 24-hour race at Le Mans. German brand Audi announced last summer that they would enter F1 from 2026, when new regulations come in, and would be building their own power unit. They soon struck a deal to take over the Sauber works team – currently Alfa Romeo – for their entry. BARRETTO: How Sauber are preparing for Audi’s arrival – and keeping the pressure on in the midfield battle Plenty of preparation has gone into the project, with the likes of Andreas Seidl leaving McLaren in December to join as the new Sauber CEO while former McLaren technical director James Key will join the team in September. Jani, who has also driven in GP2 and Formula E, will now have his own important role to play for Audi as he supports the development of the power unit with his vast experience. An update of the dynamic driving simulator for the work on the F1 hybrid powertrain is also being run at Audi’s Neuberg site in parallel. Audi have signed Neel Jani as a simulator driver to aid in the development of their F1 power unit “I am delighted to accompany Audi on their way into Formula 1,” said Jani. “It is both an honor and a great responsibility to be involved in a project of this magnitude at an early stage. “I am sure that with my experience from Formula 1 and [sportscar] projects I can forge good links between theory and practice.” Oliver Hoffman, Member of the Board of Management for Technical Development of Audi AG, added: “Just like in production development, simulation plays a major role in our Formula 1 project. “Our simulator is an important tool for the power unit development. It requires a development driver who, in addition to a grasp of technology, brings versatile experience to the project, especially in terms of energy management in racing conditions.” Audi have also stated that, since the end of 2022, testing of a one-cylinder engine has been delivering “valuable results” for the development of the power unit. The manufacturer added that the continuing concept phase is laying the groundwork of the power unit for 2026, when the new regulations will provide for increasing electrification. This feature is currently not available because you need to provide consent to functional cookies. Please update your cookie preferences Explainer: F1 sustainable fuels The electric motor will deliver nearly the same output as the internal combustion engine and the 1.6-litre turbo engines will be powered by sustainable synthetic fuel. “At the moment, we are mainly focused on fundamental concept questions with high relevance to performance,” said Adam Baker, CEO of Audi Formula Racing GmbH. READ MORE: 'It's the next revolution' – Tech chief Pat Symonds explains why Formula 1 is leading the push for sustainable fuels “However, in evaluating various technical solutions we rely not only on digital methods. Know-how, experience and practically relevant development are indispensable elements of drawing the right conclusions from the simulation. "With that combination, we can assess various operating strategies at an early stage and pave the way for efficient energy management of the power unit.” Audi have also said the first hybrid power unit, consisting of the internal combustion engine, electric motor, battery and control electronics, is planned to be run on their dyno before the year is out. That will then provide the basis for the future vehicle concept going forward. via Formula 1 News https://www.formula1.com

[rewriting-thearrowverse]

Author's Note:

Each chapter will be two parts for every singular episode for the reason that Arrow episodes are around 40 minutes long. Plus the added Laurel Flashbacks that will be coming soon.

It said that I wrote this one on May 1, 2023

𝑺𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝟏 𝑬𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝟏: 𝑷𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒕 (𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝟐)

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Oliver and Diggle were sitting in the car, where an awkward silence pursued until Oliver randomly spoke up "So..."

"What do I call you?"

"Diggle's good. Or Dig if you want." He says continuing to speak, not realizing Oliver was already halfway out the vehicle.

"I don't want there to be any confusion Mr. Queen. My ability to protect you from harm will outweigh your comfort. Do we have an agreement?" He asked to no response

"Sir?"

"Sir!" He yells once he hears the car door slam and honking horns

Oliver begins walking through the glades and makes his way over to His father's old steel factory. He throws his bags over and climbs up the fence.

He begins extensively training as he sets up the new lair.

He throws many tennis balls in the air and perfectly shoots all of them and they end up against the wall.

*Oliver's Voiceover*

The abduction was unexpected.. It forced me to move up my plans. But what I told the police was true, the man in the green hood was there. And he's just getting started.

On the TV across the room, Oliver sees the Anchorman speak about Hunt's upcoming trial with Laurel. "The suit alleges Hunt of committed multiple acts of fraud and theft against the city's underprivileged. Laurel Lance-"

Adam Hunt. His crimes go deeper than fraud and theft. But he's been able to bully, bribe or kill anyone who's gotten into his way.

He hasn't met me yet.

Adam Hunt and his men are walking to their car in the parking garage.

"Remind Grell, I put him on the bench and I can take him off. I'll turn him into a cautionary tale." Said Hunt

"Yes, Mr. Hunt."

"And you told me this attorney, Laurel Lance wasn't gonna be a problem anymore. I told you to fix that situation." Hunt says to one of his men

Hunt stops walking for a moments to look at the man, "Why are you still here?"

The man leaves, and everyone else resumes the walk to the car until the lights go out, and Hunt could hear the others being attacked.

As the first bodyguard was taken out swiftly, the second turned to Hunt saying "Get in the car!"

He fires at the ceiling, only for arrow to retort "You missed."

As the Arrow took out the final Body Guard, he shot an arrow smashing the glass on the car door.

Adam Hunt gets out and now says "What? Just...just tell me what you want."

"You're gonna transfer $40 million to Starling City Bank account 1141 by 10pm tomorrow night.

"Or what?"

"Or I'll take it. And you're not gonna like how I do it.

As Arrow takes off Hunt shouts after him "If I see you again You're dead!"

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At Hunt Multinational, he is seen talking to Detective Lance and Hilton.

"The man was wearing a green hood and he carried a bow and arrow."

He saw Lance and Hilton exchange looks with each other.

"What you don't believe me?" Hunt asks as he grabs a green arrow from behind his desk.

"He put two of my best men in the hospital."

As he looks at the arrow with Hilton he says "Well thanks for your statement. And we'll put an APB on... Robin Hood?"

Hunt gets visibly irritated as he walks towards Lance saying "Hey Pal, I'm not some grocer who got taken for his register. I go to the front of the line."

"He said he'd be back by 10pm. Make sure you're here first. You can coordinate with Mr. Drakon, my new head of security."

"Alright, then. Thanks for your time." Said Lance

As they walk away, Hilton says "looks like Queen was telling the truth."

"Yeah, well, I guess there's a first time for everything." Says Lance

"And if this hood guy is looking for trouble, he'll find it."

Outside of the Queen Mansion, Diggle is in the car waiting as Oliver enters to go to his party.

"Put on your seat belt sir, you wouldn't wanna miss your party." He says

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At the party Oliver checks his phone for the time, it says 9:07, giving Adam Hunt 53 more minutes to deliver.

Tommy sees him and then walks him into the party. He signals the music at a stop.

"Hey everybody! Here's the Man-of-the-hour! And ladies please, give this man a proper homecoming."

The music resumes as Oliver takes center stage. "Thank you very much everybody!"

Tommy starts a chant, within the party "Ollie, Ollie, Ollie!" As he hands him a shot.

Oliver takes it, saying "I missed Tequila!"

It's 9:25, and Hunt's men are loading up their arms for when the vigilante returns.

"What the hell's going on out there?"

"Party for the guy who got rescued from the island, Oliver Queen.'

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Back at the party Tommy is messing with Oliver asking him about Dig, "So, does he wipe for you too?"

As they walk he says "You haven't had sex in roughly 1,839 days, as your wingman I highly recommend Carmen Golden."

"Which one is she?" He asks

"The one that looks like the chick from Twilight."

"What's Twilight?" Oliver asks

"You are so better off not knowing."

Oliver sees Thea get handed a drug by a girl in the club and he says "one moment please." As he walks over to her.

"Hey Ollie! This party is sick!" Thea says

"Thea, who let you in here?" He asks bluntly

"I believe it was someone who said, right this way Miss Queen."

"You shouldn't be here." He says

"Uh, I'm not 12 anymore." She responded

"Yeah, you're not. You're just 17." He says

"Ollie, I love you. But you can't come back here and judge me, especially for being just like you."

"Look, I know it couldn't have been easy while I was away." He says

"Away? No. You were dead. My brother and my father died. I went to your funerals."

"I know." He sighs

"No, you don't know. Mom had Walter and I had no one. You guys wanna act like it's all cool and the last 5 years didn't happen? That's fine by me. But for me, it's permanently stuck in there. I did the best with what I could work with, so sorry if I'm some huge disappointment."

"Enjoy your party." She says walking away from him to join her friend from before.

Oliver throws away her drugs as she walks over to her friend. "You've got it, right?" Asks the girl

"Yeah it's- no, I must've dropped it."

As he's on his way out to get ready for Hunt, he bumps into Laurel.

"Oh, Hi!" Oliver says surprised

"Tommy talked to me. Reminded me we have too much history between us to leave things the way they were." She says

"Could we talk for a bit?"

"Yeah." He says as they walk outside of the party to talk.

"It was messed up for me to say that you should've been the one who died.

"If I could trade places with her, I would." He says

"About Sara.. there's a question.. one I've been afraid to ask, but need to know." Laurel starts

"Okay." He says

"Did she suffer? When she died."

Flashback

"Sara!" Oliver yells as the ocean rips her away

"No."

"I think about her everyday." Laurel says

"Me too." Oliver admits

"I guess we have at least one thing in common." She said

"..And I can't believe I'm gonna say this, but if you need to talk to someone, I'm here for you."

His phone gets an alert, saying that it's 10pm and Adam Hunt didn't pay up.

Laurel sees his facial expression and asks "is everything okay?"

"I asked someone to do something... and they didn't do it." He sighs

He needed to leave, but Laurel. He needed to go, and he knew what he had to do, even if it would hurt her..

"Laurel.. You've always seen the best in me, it's what you're doing now. You look at me, hoping the island may have changed me in someway. Made me a better person? It didn't. Stay away from me, or you'll just get hurt again. And this time it will be worse."

"Gotta go. I have 5 years of debauchery to catch up on!" He says as he walks away from her

"You know what Oliver, you're wrong. It did change you. At least now, you're honest." She says as she walks away

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As Oliver is planning to walk put, he is stopped by Diggle. "Something I can help you with, sir?"

"Just needed a moment to myself."

"I'd believe you if you weren't so full of crap. Party's this way, Mr. Queen." John says as he calls him on it

Oliver fakes a locked door as he pulls on it. "It's locked."

As John goes to check, Oliver sideswipes him and knocks him out.

At Hunt Multinational, they are taking their positions.

"It's past 10, he's never getting in here."

The hood attaches a cable Arrow to the side of the building.And moments later, the lights begin to flicker, causing the whole room to become nervous. The elevator dinged and an arrow was shot across the room.

The hood begins taking out the security as they shoot at him.

He shoots an arrow towards Hunt, that lands into the wall. "You missed."

"Really?"

"He's Here!" Hunt says to the cops as the hood is once again kept busy by his men as they attack.

On the outside Quentin responds "all units converge, all units converge!"

On the inside, the hood is finishing his brutal take down of the rest of Hunt's men. He throws one into a vase, but as he takes out the last one, they get a shot in, rendering him temporarily unconscious.

As the cops make it up the stairs, Oliver regains consciousness as the cops yell "lay down your weapons or we will open fire, I repeat lay down all your weapons."

As the hood gets back up and begins to run, Lance fires three shots at him and he jumps through the window, using his bow as a zip line on his cable arrow.

"Tell me you saw that." Says Hilton in shock

"Let's move." Says Lance.

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Back at Oliver's Welcome Home Party, Lance and the cops Barge in "Search the building roof to basement. Find him!"

"Starling City police! The party's over kids."

The guests boo him.

"Mr. Merlyn. Imagine my shock at finding you here tonight. You roofie anyone special this time"

"Detective! It's a private party." Says Oliver as he walks up.

"Well, there was an incident at Adam Hunt's building tonight. You know anything about that?" Lance says

"Who's Adam Hunt?"

"He's a millionaire bottom feeder, kinda surprised you're not friends."

"I've been out of town....for a while." Oliver says

"He was attacked by the guy in the hood, saved your ass the other day."

"The Hood guy? You haven't found him? I'm gonna offer an award."

Oliver then announces to the whole party. "Anyone who can find a nut bar in a hood gets 2 million dollars!"

This causes the crowd to cheer and Lance to angrily speak at Oliver "Did you even try to save her? Did you even try to save my daughter?!"

"Come on Partner. Sara wouldn't want this." Says Hilton

"It's-It's not-"

"It's all right, let's go." Says Hilton and then he and Lance leave the party.

"It's way too quiet in here! This is a party!" Oliver shouts to the crowd.

The music starts back up and they all begin dancing again.

Tommy walks up to Oliver "weird coincidence, you ask to have your party here and Adam Hunt gets robbed next door by the same guy that saved us."

Oliver chuckles and says "If I were you Tommy, I'd just be glad you're alive."

"W-what happened to you on that island?"

"A lot." Oliver responded bluntly as he walks off

Back in his office Adam Hunt is on the phone with his bank.

"What the hell are you talking about?! 40 million dollars doesn't just up and vanish!"

"Untraceable?! It's 40 million! Find it!"

He leans back in his chair "how did he do it?"

There is an electronic arrow blinking in Adam's wall.

Back in his hideout the transfer to all the people Hunt had taken from was finishing completion.He then crossed the name of Hunt of his list. As Oliver looked over to a picture of his father, he had one more Flashback.

*Flashback*

Robert says "there's not enough left for all of us. Save your strength. You can survive this. Make it home, and make it better. Right my wrongs.

"But you've got to live through this first. Ollie, you hear me? You hear me son?"

"Just rest dad." Said Oliver as he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Robert grabs a gun out of his pocket and shoots Gus.

"Dad?!!" Oliver says, now jolted awake.

"Survive." Says Robert as he turns the gun on himself, shooting himself in the head.

"No!!!" Oliver screams

Back at CNRI the office is ringing with phone calls of thabkfuk clients.

"Mm if $50,000 mysteriously appeared in your bank account. Might be best to never speak about it. To anyone. Ever." Laurel says

"God bless you too."

As Johanna walks up to her she says "Hey, I just got a grateful call from one of our clients against Hunt."

"Me too. Looks like Starling City has a guardian angel." Says Johanna

"Oh by the way, your cute friend's here."

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Laurel and Tommy begin walking "You left the party kind quickly, I even made sure the bar was stocked with pinot noir."

"It wasn't really my scene"

"I thought maybe you and Oliver went mano-a-mano, saw you head out."

"There's nothing between Oliver and I anymore."

"I thought what was between you and Oliver, was us."

"You and I aren't exactly an us." Laurel says as they continue walking

"Then what are we?" Tommy asks

"A lapse"

"That's quite a few lapses. Your place, my place and my place again."

"Mhm. You're not fooling me Merlyn. Everyone knows you're not a one-girl kind of guy." Laurel says with added snark.

"Depends on the girl."

"I have to go back to work." She says with a smile

"Dinah Laurel Lance always trying to save the world." Says Tommy as she walks away.

"Hey, if I don't try and save it, who will?" She asks as a Flashback fades in.

*Flashback*

The scene shows a young girl ranging from ages 4-6

"Dinah Laurel Lance, if you take this path, there's no turning back."

"I understand. I want to do this." Says Young Laurel

"Okay, I'll teach you what I know, but only as long as you keep this promise." Says the mysterious woman

"You will never tell your family about our training sessions, is that understood?" She asks

"Yes ma'am, I promise I will never tell no matter what."

"Excellent. Then we will begin."

As the Flashback ends, Laurel and Tommy are seen walking in opposite directions as the screen pans up to The Hood.

*Oliver's Voiceover*

She says the island changed me. She has no idea how much. There are many more names on the list,those who rule my city through intimidation and fear. Every last one of them will wish I had died on that island.

Outside of the Queen Mansion a man walks you to Moira.

"The police failed to identify the men I hired to kidnap Oliver, and they never will." She says

"So should we arrange another one?" Asks the mysterious man

"No. There are other ways of finding out what my son knows."

[mirandamckenni1]

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[dear-indies]

I’m coming in hot with a unique one today… which I’m actually pretty sorry about 😅 I would very much appreciate you trying though. There was a fc I think you guys recommended a long time ago for someone, and the fc was just beyond perfect for someone I’d like to play now. The problem is I can’t remember his name. I can remember a detail or two I think. He had light colored eyes, and I think you guys might’ve specified that he was black at least partly, which I remember thinking was odd because he seemed white-passing. Maybe he was some kind of alternate for Matthew daddario? I don’t entirely remember.

I know this isn’t much to go on, but I would seriously appreciate it if by some miracle you’re able to get a name from all that. And if you do not only will you have my thanks and appreciation but also I think you’d officially be considered fc suggesting royalty within the rpc at that point

Wentworth Miller (1972) African-American, Afro Jamaican, Scottish, Rusyn, Lebanese, Curaçaoan [mix of Dutch, French, Swedish, Hispanic, remote Polish] - is gay - is pro Palestine!

Rami Malek (1981) Egyptian, small part Greek.

Jesse Williams (1981) African-American, Seminole / Swedish - is pro Palestine!

Oliver Jackson-Cohen (1986) Egyptian Jewish / English.

Penn Badgley (1986) is possibly like veeery distant black, 1/16th or 1/32 Afro-Jamaican?????

Don Benjamin (1987) African-American / English, Irish, some Scottish, remote Swiss-German.

Parker Young (1988) 1/4 Pakistani, 3/4 English.

Kendrick Sampson (1988) African-American / English, Scottish, German, Cajun/French, Danish, Norwegian.

Dudley O'Shaughnessy (1989) African-Saint Lucian, with some Irish / English.

Tom Maden (1989) Irish, French, Belgian [Walloon], Portuguese, Afro Caribbean, African-American, English, German.

Richard Harmon (1991) English, French-Canadian, Italian, Mi’kmaq.

Darren Barnet (1991) Japanese (maternal grandmother), German, Irish, Scottish, Swedish, Dutch, possibly Cherokee.

Jesús Castro (1993) Spanish / Romani.

Taz Skylar (1995) Lebanese / English.

Ricardo Hoyos (1995) Ecuadorian and Peruvian [Quechua, Spanish] / Irish, possibly Scottish and French-Canadian.

Cody Christian (1995) Penobscot, Passamaquoddy / English.

Kendji Girac (1996) Catalan and Romani.

Froy Gutierrez (1998) Caxcan Mexican / European.

Tanner Buchanan (1998) Filipino (maternal grandfather), Scottish, English.

Adam Ezzari (1998) Moroccan / Norwegian.

Meegwun Fairbrother (?) Ojibwe / Scottish.

I hope one of these is who you were looking for, anon! I also added other men of colour who are not black because you said "might" so I hope that's ok and I don't think all of these are white-passing but I thought they'd make great Matthew alts when I was searching!!

[ericleo108]

My Favorites 2023

Last Years: 2020, 2022

This is a list of my favorites. This started off as my favorite YouTube channels, but I have since expanded the list. I watch a lot of media over the internet. I still watch youtube every day. I do not have cable. I tend to gravitate to informative and educational content. As a hip-hop artist I watch a lot of rap-related content to keep my hand on the pulse of the culture. I have broken down my lists into categories. I still watch the posted YouTube clips from the night before late shows in the morning.

My Top Favorite (Late Night) TV Shows I watch on Youtube

Amber Ruffin

The Problem with John Stewart 

Jimmy Kimmel

Stephen Colbert

Seth Meyers

Jimmy Fallon

The Daily Show

Last Week Tonight with John Oliver

Real Time with Bill Maher

It’s no longer hard to pick who my favorite late night tv show host is. If I had to pick between them I’d STILL pick Amber Ruffin. I’ve been missing John Stewart who does an excellent job of getting right to the heart of the problem. I like Kimmel’s dry sense of humor and Fallon’s antics. I’m really impressed with John Oliver’s program and Seth Meyers’s “A Closer Look” segment. 

I have broken down my favorite YouTube channels into two categories, general, and farm. I watch a lot of farm-related content.  Although I don’t think I want a farm even if I could afford one, I love watching the animals and farmers doing chores. I feel I get a different lived-experience when I watch these videos so I have the perspective of a farmer, which I’ve always wanted. 

Top Five YouTube Farm Channels

Gold Shaw Farm

Urban rescue ranch

Just A Few Acres Farm

Justin Rhodes

Nate Petroski 

Greg Judy Regenerative Rancher 

Top Favorite YouTube Channels

Philip DeFranco

Leeja Miller 

Adam Conover

HasanAbi 

Democracy Now!

Mark Rober

Casey Neistat

How Ridiculous 

Casual Geographic 

Robert Reich 

I don’t even watch Drama Alert anymore. Roman Atwood doesn’t hold my interest like it used to. I’d rather watch something with animals in it rather than explosions or rc cars. Mark Rober got knocked off his top spot. His videos are engaging and awesome but there is only one per month. I still watch Phil every day he posts a show. I don’t even watch the vlog squad anymore or Jason Nash. My interests are more sociological and news-oriented from the top. 

I still watch an ASMR video every night to fall asleep. The one thing I can’t stand is when ASMR artists touch or poke the screen or their lens. It’s a pet peeve that gives me that cringe you get when looking into bright lights for too long. Some artists do it all the time, like FrivolousFox ASMR, which really prevents me from liking them although I want too.

Top YouTube ASMR Artists:

Ephemeral Rift

Dr. T

ASMR Zeitgeist

Hypnotic dreams

asmr_divinity

Dong

Trigger Happy ASMR

Peaches

Sophie Michelle

ASMR Bakery

Honorable mentions on tiktok

Asmr kenobi

Luke ASMR

Depending on the time of day determines what type of asmr video I watch. If it’s at night it has to be a dark background and a long video. If it’s during the day it can be brighter and shorter. ASMR Zeitgeist is still one of my favorites. I still think they are the Cadillac of ASMR. I have logged the most hours on my tv with Ephemeral Rift. Dr. T has great videos for naps, same with Hypnotic dreams tapping videos. Divinity has been giving ephemeral rift a run for his money as I have been using her videos more and more to fall alseep. I added ASMR Kenobi and Luke as honorable mentions who entertain and put me to sleep from tiktok. 

Top 10 Hip-hop related content

Now we will get into the hip-hop-related favorites starting with dancing channels. 

Top 5 Dancing Channels on Tiktok/Instagram

The Pitman Sisters

Cost and mayor

Party with Carly

The Begin sisters 

The Song Twins

My current favorite rappers

LaRussell

Russ

Snoop Dogg

Connor Price

Gawne

Honorable mention:

Mike Posner

Top ten affiliated underground rappers

Headband Henny

Jay Matthews

Cmadd

Rich G

Zen Requium 

Duce

Kurupt the killa

Gibson 

Kharii

Mr. J

Honorable mentions:

Hundo music

Ardea 

Lumi funk

I put Mike Posner as an honorable mention because he is one of my favorite artists, is from Michigan, but isnt a rapper. The top ten affiliated underground hoonorable mentions are Michigan artists that I know or work with. Hundo is a guitar player with a couple albums. Ardea is my producer’s artist moniker from Kalalmazoo Michigan. And Lumi funk is a funkadelic band from the UP who I went to school with the bassist. 

Here are channels that are about hip-hop whether it be educational, entertainment or interviews. I did my top favorite commentary channels but Pat CC is the best, but he does documentary style commentary. 

Favorite Hip-hop related content channels

Kyle Beats

Pat cc

Ocean

Hiphop dx

Big boys neighborhood

Curtis king

Brand man Sean

CrackaLacktv

Adam Ivy

Wendy day

Top 5 hip-hop commentary/reaction channels:

Hiphop madness 

Anthony Fantano

Blacky speaks

Mattyballz

Louaista

Fantastic hiphop

Top 10 beat makers; I have a published song made to all of these

Tantu

Keyano 

Ryini

Anno domini

That Kid Goran

Feniko 

Destiny

Kylo

They Call Me Heat

Bb beats

Honorable mention:

RJ Pasin

I have made a song with all of the listed beat makers. RJ makes guitar samples, but I have a song from one of his samples that is currently doing well. Maybe next time I’ll have a list of sample makers. Like most independent artists, I only work with producers who I like their sound, so naturally they’re also my favorite. But if money was no object I left the list of unobtainable producers who are way outside my career and pay range. The last one is dead but arguably the most sought-after producer ever.

Top 10 Unobtainable Producers:

Dr. Dre

Pharrell

Timbaland

DJ Mustard

Swiss Beats

DJ Quik

Mike Will Make-it

Rick Rubin

The Alchemist 

Just Blaze 

No ID

J Dilla