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shkspr · 3 years ago

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hi. on your post where you may or may not have ended on 'moffat is either your angel or your devil' did you have maybe an elaboration on that somewhere that i could possibly hear about. i'm very much a capaldi era stan and i've never tried to defend the matt smith era even though it had delightful moments sometimes so i wonder where that puts me. i'd love to hear your perspective on moffat as a person with your political perspective. -nicole

hi ok sorry i took so long to respond to this but i dont think you know how LOADED this question is for me but i am so happy to elaborate on that for you. first a few grains of salt to flavor your understanding of the whole situation: a. im unfairly biased against moffat bc im a davies stan and a tennant stan; b. i still very much enjoy and appreciate moffat era who for many reasons; and c. i hate moffat on a personal level far more than i could ever hate his work.

the thing is that its all always gonna be a bit mixed up bc i have to say a bunch of seemingly contradictory things in a row. for instance, a few moffat episodes are some of my absolute favorites of the rtd era, AND the show went way downhill when moffat took over, AND the really good episodes he wrote during the rtd era contained the seeds of his destruction.

like i made that post about the empty child/the doctor dances and it holds true for blink and thats about it bc the girl in the fireplace and silence in the library/forest of the dead are good but not nearly on the same level, and despite the fact that i like them at least nominally, they are also great examples of everything i hate about moffat and how he approached dw as a whole.

basically. doctor who is about people. there are many things about moffats tenure as showrunner that i think are a step up from rtd era who! actual gay people, for one! but i think that can likely be attributed mostly to an evolving Society as opposed to something inherent to him and his work, seeing as rtd is literally gay, and the existence of queer characters in moffats work doesnt mean the existence of good queer characters (ill give him bill but thats it!)

i have a few Primary Grievances with moffat and how he ran dw. all of them are things that got better with capaldi, but didnt go away. they are as follows:

moffat projects his own god complex onto the doctor

rtd era who had a doctor with a god complex. you cant ever be the doctor and not have a god complex. the problem with moffats era specifically is that the god complex was constant and unrepentant and was seen as a fundamental personality trait of the doctor rather than a demon he has to fight. he has the Momence where you feel bad for him, the Momence where he shows his humility or whatever and youre reminded that he doesnt want to be the lonely god, but those are just. moments. in a story where the doctor thinks hes the main character. rtd era doctor was aware that he wasnt the main character. he had to be an authority sometimes and he had to be the loner and he had to be sad about it, but he ultimately understood that he was expendable in a narrative sense.

this is how you get lines like “were the thin fat gay married anglican marines, why would we need names as well?” from the same show that gave you the gut punch moment at the end of midnight when they realize that nobody asked the hostess for her name. and on the one hand, thats a small sticking point, but on the other hand, its just one small example of the simple disregard that moffat has for humanity.

incidentally, this is a huge part of why sherlock sucked so bad: moffats main characters are special bc theyre so much bigger and better than all the normal people, and thats his downfall as a showrunner. he thinks that his audience wants fucking sheldon cooper when what they want is people.

like, ok. think of how many fantastic rtd era eps are based in the scenario “what if the doctor wasnt there? what if he was just out of commission for a bit?” and how those eps are the heart of the show!! bc theyre about people being people!! the thing is that all of the rtd era companions would have died for the doctor but he understood and the story understood that it wasnt about him.

this is like. nine sending rose home to save her life and sacrifice his own vs clara literally metaphysically entwining her existence w the doctor. ten also sending rose with her family to save her life vs river being raised from infancy to be obsessed w the doctor and then falling in love w him. martha leaving bc she values herself enough to make that decision vs amy being treated like a piece of meat.

and this is simultaneously a great callback to when i said that moffats episodes during the rtd era sometimes had the same problems as his show running (bc girl in the fireplace reeks of this), and a great segue into the next grievance.

moffat hates women

he hates women so fucking much. g-d, does steven moffat ever hate women. holy shit, he hates women. especially normal human women who prioritize their normal human lives on an equal or higher level than the doctor. moffat hated rose bc she wasnt special by his standards. the empty child/the doctor dances is the nicest he ever treated her, and she really didnt do much in those eps beyond a fuck ton of flirting.

girl in the fireplace is another shining example of this. youve got rose (who once again has another man to keep her busy, bc moffat doesnt think shes good enough for the doctor) sidelined for no reason only to be saved by the doctor at the last second or whatever. and then youve got reinette, who is pretty and powerful and special!

its just. moffat thinks that the doctor is as shallow and selfish as he is. thats why he thinks the doctor would stay in one place with reinette and not with rose. bc moffat is shallow and sees himself in the doctor and doesnt think he should have to settle for someone boring and normal.

not to mention rose met the doctor as an adult and chose to stay with him whereas reinette is. hm. introduced to the doctor as a child and grows up obsessed with him.

does that sound familiar? it should! bc it is also true of amy and river. and all of them are treated as viable romantic pairings. bc the only women who deserve the doctor are the ones whose entire existence revolves around him. which includes clara as well.

genuinely i think that at least on some level, not even necessarily consciously, that bill was a lesbian in part bc capaldi was too old to appeal to mainstream shippers. like twelve/clara is still a thing but not as universally appealing as eleven/clara but i am just spitballing. but i think they weighed the pros and cons of appealing to the woke crowd over the het shippers and found that gay companion was more profitable. anyway the point is to segue into the next point, which is that moffat hates permanent consequences.

moffat hates permanent consequences

steven moffat does not know how to kill a character. honestly it feels like hes doing it on purpose after a certain point, like he knows he has this habit and hes trying to riff on it to meme his own shit, but it doesnt work. it isnt funny and it isnt harmless, its bad writing.

the end of the doctor dances is so poignant and so meaningful and so fucking good bc its just this once! everybody lives, just this once! and then he does p much the same thing in forest of the dead - this one i could forgive, bc i do think that preserving those peoples consciousnesses did something for the doctor as a character, it wasnt completely meaningless. but everything after that kinda was.

rory died so many times its like. get a hobby lol. amy died at least once iirc but it was all a dream or something. clara died and was erased from the doctors memory. river was in prison and also died. bill? died. all of them sugarcoated or undone or ignored by the narrative to the point of having effectively no impact on the story. the point of a major character death is that its supposed to have a point. and you could argue that a piece of art could be making a point with a pointless death, ie. to put perspective on it and remind you that bad shit just happens, but with moffat the underlying message is always “i can do whatever i want, nothing is permanent or has lasting impact ever.”

basically, with moffat, tragedy exists to be undone. and this was a really brilliant, really wonderful thing in the doctor dances specifically bc it was the doctor clearly having seen his fair share of tragedy that couldnt be helped, now looking on his One Win with pride and delight bc he doesnt get wins like this! and then moffat proceeded to give him the same win over and over and over and over. nobody is ever dead. nobody is ever unable to be saved. and if they are, really truly dead and/or gone, then thats okay bc moffat has decided that [insert mitigating factor here]*

*the mitigating factor is usually some sort of computerized database of souls.

i can hear the moffat stans falling over themselves to remind me that amy and rory definitely died, and they did - after a long and happy life together, they died of old age. i dont consider that a character death any more than any other character choosing to permanently leave the tardis.

and its not just character deaths either, its like, everything. the destruction of gallifrey? never mind lol! character development? scrapped! the same episode four times? lets give it a fifth try and hope nobody notices. bc he doesnt know how to not make the doctor either an omnipotent savior or a self-pitying failure.

it is in nature of doctor who, i believe, for the doctor to win most of the time. like, it wouldnt be a very good show if he didnt win most of the time. but it also wouldnt be a very good show if he won all of the time. my point is that moffats doctor wins too often, and when he doesnt win, it feels empty and hollow rather than genuinely humbling, and you know hes not gonna grow from it pretty much at all.

so like. again, i like all of doctor who i enjoy all of it very much. i just think that steven moffat is a bad show runner and a decent writer at times. and it is frustrating. and im not here to convince or convert anyone im just living my truth. thank you for listening.

#sorry if this is repetitive or makes no sense or if i got some details of the show wrong #i simply couldnt be bothered to put too much effort into this post #lest it become a research paper and take me several weeks to answer #anyway thats all my opinions #dw #ok to rb

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msiopao · 5 years ago

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Taeseong with the Members

KOREAN BIG MINION

constantly teases joong with his height

joong keeps teasing him with his constant squinting

feeds into joong’s minion fascination and always buys anything minion tae sees

tae always calls him ‘appa’ and proves his point as joong is always having to drag him home from the studio

‘yah, enough with composing. the computer is making your eyesight worse’

calls joong ‘leader-nim’ and pesters him to death

‘leader-nim!’ ‘lEAdEr-Nim!’ ‘LEADER-NIM!’

‘wHAT tAESeoNg?!’

‘hi’

their long times in the studio made them really close and when tae gets into it, he GETS into IT

deep talks

the only person who can make tae open up

tae isnt emotional but tears up a little whenever joong reminds him that he’s always enough and completes ateez

‘min taeseong, im not talking to you as a leader, but as a brother. even when you think you’re dragging ateez down or lacking, you’re not. in fact, you always push us and you’re the glue that keeps us together. we are family and we never leave family behind.’

TOOTHLESS

tae always clings to hwa like a koala

calls him ‘eomma’

absolutely HATES tae’s smoking habits

‘YAH! MIN TAESEONG! if you’re going to smoke, do it away from the building!’

‘b-but, i’m in the,,,, balcony?’

‘get that AWAY FROM HERE, YOU HEAR?!’

helping hwa cook is tae and him’s bonding time

tae is constantly wowed by how handsome seonghwa is

number one seonghwa stan

favorite movie is How to Train Your Dragon because toothless looks like seonghwa

that one wave fancam of seonghwa?

tae has seen it millions of times

in their vlives, seonghwa is always seen patting tae’s head and runs his fingers through his hair

always the first one to notice that tae’s down and when he’s not talking, seonghwa tells joong immediately

‘taeseong-ie acts like he’s so cool and manly all the time but he’s actually the biggest softie i know.’

EMMA WATSON FANBOY

sat through the Harry Potter movies and Beauty and the Beast movies for Emma Watson

awkward line

clowns him a lot

‘uRi sAGuiLKKA?!’

‘istg child if you DONT STOP’

absolutely adores his birthmark

hates it when the makeup covers it because its precious and part of yeosang that’s being hidden from the world

‘first his lines now his beauty mark?’

they initially didnt get along since they both had kinda cold personalities but became close after that

tae loves to hear his voice and tae looks forward to the day that he gets more lines

yeosang tried to teach tae how to skate but tae just seems to never know how to balance

like seonghwa, tae gets so blown away with how beautiful yeosang is

tae tries not to stand between yeosang and seonghwa bc the amount of attractiveness and talent they radiate

‘we all have that but they just seem to radiate it more,, is it the increased handsomeness?’

tae always hugs him and stuff but cringes whenever yeosang so much as wraps an arm around his shoulders

‘seong is very weird. he loves to give affection but when its given back, he just has this face of discomfort. there’s no equality with him.’

HARRY POTTER STAN

harry potter fanboys

these two have Harry Potter marathons constantly

tae loves literature and books and finding someone else who likes harry potter in his group really made him happy

they’re the moodmakers of the group and are always hyper together

tae thinks mingi and yunho are the best dancers so he always tries his best to match to their level

both absolutely hate to wake up early and are by far the laziest members in the morning

poor san who has to wake them up and drag them out of bed

hides tae’s cigs and lighters and sometimes, throws them out

‘i swear i put it here. yunho, did you see it?’

*yunho shaking his head with an angelic innocent face*

tae’s not stupid tho so he knows it’s yunho throwing them out

ends up getting really angry w him and just,,,,

chaos

their room has a bunk and a twin bed and yunho sometimes steals tae’s bed and tae just letting him have it and sleep in the bottom bunk

kinda tiny so he loves wearing yunho’s sweaters

‘tae and I are very similar so we do the same things and share everything like our clothes and bed. he doesnt like it when another member does it but since we were classmates in school, he’s comfortable with me.’

MOUNTAIN

absolutely ADORES his smile

i mean,,, look at that

tae loves to poke his dimples and tae just breaks out into giggles when san tries to bite his finger

shiber is their adopted child

whenever tae or san is feeling down, a plushie fixes everything

thats why san has so many of them

1/3 of yutaesan room

the devil gang gang

it was san first and tae got really fascinated and tried to mimick him

ended up perfecting it

rip atiny

san’s low self-esteem always made tae sad so he is always telling him how perfect and talented he is

but san also tries to give it back which never works since tae is a witty little demon

perfect example:

‘how is the most beautiful person in the world today?’

‘i dont know, choi san, how are you today?’

*blubbering nonsense*

tae dies a little inside everytime choi san makes cute little noises

‘CHOI SAN, say purple again’

affection and skinship 24/7

‘if min taeseong was a girl, i’d marry him on the spot.’

ICANNOTENGLISHI

look how perfect this man is sjikfdhfjd

N E ways

this tol boi makes tae feel real intimidated and scared

when they first met, tae actually tried to distance himself from mingi

had this scary vibe and aura from him

but when mingi laughed and giggled after mingi made a sarcastic remark

it was over,,

tae used to love piggyback rides from him but stopped when he had a back problem

instead just constantly backhugs him

when they were in kq fellaz, tae always stayed behind w mingi to practice some more

tried to teach him english but gave up because mingi couldnt stop laughing at tae

‘the way you speak it is just so funny!’

as a fellow rapper, tae is constantly wowed with mingi and has this small smile whenever he raps

deep voice for D A Y S

in australia, tae went with him to get medicine and wanted to help him badly but was too busy laughing

another affection victim

‘i remember when tae was still this short little dude but now he’s almost my height. what have they been feeding them?’

GIGGLES

laughter and giggles 24/7

woo gives tae cheek kisses all the time and tae gags

but tae does the same thing to him

thinks grey-haired woo is the superior form of the perfection called jung wooyoung

shares the same adoration for BTS

while woo likes jimin, tae loves taehyung

the rare times that tae gets drunk, woo is the only one he listens to

‘yah, mingi, call wooyoung. he needs to get him to bed’

‘wOoYOUnG?! WHERE?!’

atiny loves it during fanmeets that tae and woo sing together since tae trained to be a vocal and woo loves his voice

tae does whatever he can to make woo laugh

addicted to his laugh

tae actually met woo’s parents and woo’s mom loves tae

whenever woo does anything sexy, tae just cringes and turns away

jung wooyoung say my name era is tae’s death

‘JUNG WOOYOUNG!!!’

tae just love wooyoung

periodt

‘even though we have a long schedule or practice, seeing tae makes everything more bearable.’

APPLE

TERRIFIED

jongho scares all of his hyungs but scares tae the most

when tae first saw him break an apple, his eyes practically bugged out of his head

refuses to go to the gym with jongho bc this boy is ripped and makes tae feel terrible

took tae a while to actually get used to him

now, tae squishes his cheeks and just hugs him very tight

‘my baby!!’

like how na jaemin is to park jisung

he stresses tae out sometimes

tae constantly buys him food the most out of the members bc jongho is a growing boy

we been knew that jongho just belts out some song and tae gets so startled all the time

it echoes throughout their dorm

can carry tae in one arm which terrifies his members more

‘is,,, is that??’

‘oh yeah, gucci released a new bag’

‘i’m the bag’

tae cried when jongho graduated and was like a mom and filmed the whole thing and took pictures

hates affection which makes tae give him more affection

tae and seonghwa are his moms

‘tae-hyung always wakes me up by hugging me but when i return the hug he leaves.’

yeosang: ‘maybe he’s scared that you will literally crush him to death?’

#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #ateez 9th member #9th member of ateez #ateez oc #ateez au #ateez imagine #ateez scenario #ateez hongjoong #ateez seonghwa #ateez yunho #ateez yeosang #ateez san #ateez mingi #ateez wooyoung #ateez jongho

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localspirit · 4 years ago

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Ah I’m interested in all! I assume beginning to look into spirituality will help me in the future when it comes to spirits and such! I have communicated with a ghost/ghosts before so I think I’m naturally a little more ‘open’ to spirits than the average person but I don’t really know how this works.

under the cut bc its so long!

wow thats AWESOME!!! ive been interested in spirits, spirituality, some aspects of religion like djinn for as long as i can remember but wasnt able to communicate with spirits until recently.

pendulums do you own a pendulum? it doesnt have to be anything fancy, mine ended up being a fake crystal i got from a friend that was on a necklace. out of boredom and slight curiosity i asked a yes/no question and it just started swinging with the right answer... it was really freaky!! some people believe pendulums are a scam, some think that its your arm unconsciously moving with the right answer, some think that its you tapping into your third eye clairvoyance, and some think its an angel communicating thru it. mine ended up being an angel! it took a very long time bc i had to go thru the alphabet but my pendulum uses he/him prns and his name is azhu. he says hes not a guardian angel or an angel sent by a higher power. pendulums have their own way on saying yes/no, so if you ever do get one, make sure you know what its swinging means! azhu goes left/right for no, up/down for yes, and in circles or unsure. he's predicted things like my (unpredictable, unstable) health and what college i'll end up going to, and when. pendulums can also 100% be used to communicate with spirits and djinn- that's my main form of communication!

spirits with spirits i kinda jumped into it rlly fast. remember that phase in 2016 where people on yt were like 'i bought a HAUNTED DOLL from EBAY... SCARY 3AM OUIJA'?? i suddenly remembered that. and was like... lemme have a look here. i really did just go on ebay and look at haunted dolls and thats where i met my 'first' spirit vessel i was connected to. you dont really question it, if you find yourself completely drawn into a spirit doll/toy/jewelry piece (aka vessel), theyre calling out to you. it was mean to be! spirits can be 'evil or good', but i prefer the terms 'positive and negative'. a spirit can be positive but very sad and troubled and have a bad temper. spirits can be 'evil' and seem like the sweetest things ever. to be sure, i ask my pendulum which one they are. it turns out i owned three spirit vessels and i didnt even know until my pendulum told me!! i was very attached and affectionate to them (theyre old thrifted/collectable toys) to the point where i found it a bit strange. the spirits explain it. and btw, just because a spirit has a vessel, doesnt mean theyre inside of it or anything... idk think of it as an anchor or something. they can wander around, but they can always find their way back to their vessel. a spirit can have a vessel for 100 years, or pick a new vessel very frequently. asking for activity right away annoys the hell out of them. i find asking 'how did you die?' right away a bit rude too... its like going up to a stranger with a large scar on their face shouting 'what happened to your face?'. i always ask the spirit 'is it okay to ask about your death?' before going any further. some spirits show great activity, some dont show much at all. never force it out of them! they arent a show. they have feelings and stuff! if you wanna know more about spirits i recommend watching videos from ppl with ACTUAL INFORMATIVE vids on their spirit dolls, not just the 'scary 3am ouija’ vids. i also recommend going through ebay and just typing in 'spirit vessel' instead of 'haunted doll', and just taking the time to read their descriptions. all spirits have a story!

djinn im pretty new to djinn myself! some ppl on the stricter side of islam swear that all djinn are evil and work for the devil which isnt true at all... there are lots of types of djinn, most i dont know myself!!! most djinn seek a relationship with humans, platonic or romantic. there are khodam (friendliest afaik, 'grant wishes' to humans), marid (my djinn friend! works with water. possibly a mermaid? srs.), ifrit (mischievous, want to see humans suffer), shiatan (works for the devil i think), etc. this is where things get a little hard to believe so pls pls do your research. a lot of djinn conjurers and people who work with djinn claim that djinn can be vampires, elves, succubi, faeries, mermaids, 'aliens'/starseeds, etc... which i think is SUPER cool. hundreds of people who have worked with them swear by it. people say djinn helped with the egyptian pyramids. they have their own appearance they can tell you like height and eye color, and preferences to anything. most really do want to help out humans, i wouldnt say GRANT them, but definitely wave off any negativity coming your way and to shove you on the right path. they can be really protective. king djinn can have hundreds of thousands of djinn working for them. DEFINITELY do your own research, a lot of it before having a djinn attached to a vessel you own, or purchasing a vessel from a conjurer. i really do recommend just taking your time one day to scroll through etsy when you search 'djinn vessel' and just taking the time to read their descriptions, and LOOKING AT THE REVIEWS. i was skeptical and then i saw '85 reviews under item, 5/5 stars'. i read every single review, every description, everything i can. u can learn so much from peoples experiences. it really is amazing!!

just to be clear i didnt conjure my djinn myself ! i contacted a conjurer on etsy when i was ready and she literally had him attached to my ring in SECONDS. it was crazy. you can find her here!

misc a big part of spirituality is learning about your chakras, unblocking them, and eventually opening your third eye. there are lots of informative videos on chakras, and im still tryna open my third eye myself! i meditate every few days and have been close to astral travel (which some spirits can interact with you through! dreams too. theyre called 'dream walkers'.). i REALLY recommend binaural beats videos for meditation, not just rain noises or something. like this . there are thousands of videos for this kinda stuff... take the time and find one that works best for you! if you need ANY clarification or anything just lmk because i love talking about this stuff and im sure i left lots out okay!!! i also have a spirituality page you can find here!!

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spootiliousrps · 5 years ago

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Fluffy/Angst Ineffable Husbands

Stranger: Aziraphale jumped, a bit spooked as the doors to his book shop slammed open, only to reveal Crowley on the other side as he strode in. Aziraphale sighed, scrambling to organize his paper and books before he stood up. "Crowley, the book shop is closed. Why are you here?" He walked past his friend, giving him a small forced smile before closing the doors of his shop before anyone else came in thinking they were open. He turned back towards Crowley. "Is everything okay? Do you need something?"

You: "No, angel it bloody isn't." Crowley retorted as he stormed through the room to the other side of the shop. He didn't even pause to glance back at the Angel as he dug in one of the cabinets where he knew Aziraphale kept his good liquor. "I need a drink. That's what I need." He answered a bit animatedly as he poured a large glass and a small second to be handed to Aziraphale.

Stranger: As he saw Crowley storming away, Aziraphale began to worry, following his friend to the other side of his shop as Crowley poured them both a glass. Aziraphale didnt feel like drinking amything for the time being, but he said thank you as Crowley handed it over to him. He tried to study Crowleys face, trying to figure out whats wrong. "Whats wrong, my dear? Has something happened? Does involve Heaven and Hell?" He hoped it didnt. "Why dont we sit down and relax." He tried to motion to the couch but wasnt sure if Crowley was going to actually sit down. He was just so worried about what was troubling the other. He didnt like it when Crowley was upset.

You: Crowley shook his head at the offer of sitting, brushing it off completely as he threw back his drink and began pouring another. "This is partially your fault, you know." He accused. "You let me encourage you into helping me so often..." He huffed, tossing another back and refilling. "Maybe if I wasn't so good at being bad... No, no... I wouldn't be a Demon if that was the case." He rambled seeming to talk to himself more than Aziraphale. He turned, leaning against the small table as he gestured as he spoke, his drink sloshing a bit as he waved it about. "And where has that gotten me? Hm?! Everywhere everyone else wants to be! But not me angel! Not me!"

Stranger: Aziraphale grew more worried and the look of confusion washed over his features. He watched his friend down a few more drinks and planned to step in and stop him from drinking another if he poured hiself another drink. Aziraphale set his glass to the side and stepped closer to Crowley trying to get the other man to foxua. "Crowley, whats the problem? Youre mumbling, dear, and I dont understand whats going on. Did I do something wrong?" He said deflating a bit, worried that he was the one to get Crowley in trouble because of the accusations. "Whats gotten you so worked up?"

You: Crowley hesitated, his frown deepening at the sound of Aziraphale's concerns. Still he seemed to calm when the Angel was near. He lifted a hand giving a lazy wave of dismiss at the question. "No, angel... You didn't do anything." He sighed, deflating a bit. Still he paused, scrubbing a hand down his face. "Its Hell..." He began, peering down at the liquid in his glass and swirling it a bit. "They... Well... They want to give me a promotion." He explained.

Stranger: Aziraphale relaxed a bit at the same time as he saw Crowley calming greatly. He shifted his feet and gave another confused look. He tilted his head a bit, trying tovthink of a way to cheer up Crowley. "Isnt a promotion a good thing? Or does that mean something different in Hell? Still, I congratulate you." He chose his next words carefully. "For being an amazing troublemaker for Hell, you really are quite . . generous." He clasped hia hands together, knowing that was another word for Crowley being a kind person.

You: Crowley, so distraught with his own news either didn't seem to notice the compliment or chose to ignore it. "No... No! You don't get it, angel!" He huffed pushing away from the counter and began pacing in front of the fire place. "I'm already a /Duke/ of Hell." He reminded shaking his head. "How much higher do you think I can go?" He asked, arching his brows as if the answer was obvious. Above a Duke there were only two titles: Prince and King... and in Hell... They were the same Rank and only one being held it currently. Satan himself. What most beings didn't realize is that Satan was the name of the first Devil... Since then he had been dethroned twice usually violently, and replaced by another of the original fallen Angels. As of six months prior the last Prince of Darkness, King of Demons, Ruler of Hell had been dethroned leaving the position... available.

Stranger: He watched his friend move frantically and Aziraphale unconsciously took a step towards himcwanting to calm down, but froze when the realization of what Crowley was saying hit him. He looked away from Crowley, not wanting to show the saddness he was feeling to Crowlwy. Usually when someone is promoted higher then Duke in both Heaven or Hell, they usually stay in Heaven or Hell on occasion and the thought of Crowley going to Hell and staying there forever hit him like he had been stabbed in the heart. "Oh. . . .well, you really are a good Demon, arent you?" He gave a small forced smile. "If you get your promotion, will you have to stay in Hell? Is the weight of controlling all of one side worrying you?" He shiftes his feet, glancing at Crowley. "Do you even want to be Prince?"

You: Crowley shook his head, downing his glass once more and giving a sigh. "Angel... I didn't even want to be a /Demon/." He reminded. "It just sort of... Happened! As for staying in Hell..." He slammed his glass down on the table next to Aziraphale's reading chair before sauntering over to the sofa and collapsing onto it. "I'd be forced to... Maybe even indefinitely. A few centuries to be sure... With a new ruler... everything has to be changed, coups diverted... Demons to behead... /Paperwork/ to be done." He shuddered at the thought.

Stranger: Aziraphale nodded, watching his friend flop onto the couch. "Yes, I know. You are good at your job, but you are not evil." He ealked over to his glass that he had not drunken and miracled the drink back away before he took the glass and put it away. He walked back over to Crowley standing at the edge of thw sofa and chuckled lightly. "Yes, oh how could anything be as bad as /paperwork/? Youll have so muxh to do, youll never have time to do the things you like. Thats why I was happy to be a soldier and not a leader. Earth is home now and I dont want to see you go, Crowley." He said, he face growing a light red as he moved to sit in his chair. He had never convinced to ever missing Crowley.

You: "/You/ don't want to see me go?" Crowley scoffed, throwing his hands up into the air. "/I/ don't want to see me go!" He retorted. "What am I suppose to do in Hell? Torture people! Boring! I give it a year and I'll be ready to bathe in Holy Water just to have something to do!" He scoffed. "Not to mention Beelzabub! He's going to be up my arse the whole time and while I'm usually not opposed to something like that I'll pass thanks!" He scoffed. "But I don't know what to do! I can't refuse, I'll be destroyed!"

Stranger: Aziraphale gave him a sympathetic look, not sure how to help his friwnd. "No I dont. And I can see how Hell can be boring. I wouldnt want ro do any of those duties, niether would I want to do Heavens." His eyes went a little wide at Crowley inappropriate remark, and he blushed. "Crowley! You language sometimes, I swear." Then an idea stuck him. "What if you tried to covince the people and Demons of Hell to choose another peraon? Or you started doing some Heavenly things? Or did something thats against Hell?"

You: Crowley shook his head almost immediately at the suggestions, though he seemed to hesitate a bit at the last. "There is no one else, angel... The Angels that fell with me have all perished... Its just me now... Thats one of the reasons I decided to stay here on Earth. Even if I decided to do something Heavenly it is written in the law of Hell that a Fallen /must/ be the one to sit on the throne. I could gain my sainthood and still be forced to rule." He sighed. "The only way to change that would be to have the current ruler rewrite the laws but there is no current ruler. Which is why the issue is here to begin with!" He huffed in frustration.

Stranger: Aziraphale sighed, out of ideas. He moved his hands to his lap and folded them, fiddling with his fingers. "Then when you are ruler, why dont you just change the rules? Give the spot over to somone else or kepp it but allow yourself to move around freely?" He looked over to Crowley. "Its all so frustrating. We shouldnt have to worry about any of this stuff when we have been stationed onto Earth."

You: "But thats just it, angel... I'm in this situation /because/ of being stationed on Earth." He sighed, sinking down across the cushions. "I wouldn't be in this position if I had been down there. I'd be dead by now. Honestly that sounds like the better deal at the moment." He huffed. "Maybe I'll just return to my transform and hide among your books for the rest of eternity." He suggested, shifting into a small grass snake and curling up on himself as if to emphasis that he was serious.

Stranger: Aziraphale gave another saddened look, realizing Crowley had no way out of it. "Oh please dont think of Death as an option. I dont like that idea." Then he gave a small smile, amused. "My dear, even if Id allow that, and I would, they would come searching for you and once they find out you have been hidding away with your opposition, an /Angel/, trouble is bound to happen." He always thought Crowley as a snake was adorable. He was always so graceful and beautiful as a snake.

You: Snake Crowley gave a small hushed hiss in response, slithering in between the cushions until the only thing left that was visible was his small snout. Aziraphale was probably right though, Crowley could always argue he had 'tempted' an Angel which was more than any of those bastards could manage. Though it still wouldn't stop his promotion. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place and the only thing he wanted to do was curl up and sleep for the next few centuries.

Stranger: Aziraphale smiled at Crowley, watching as he moved into his sofa only leaving his snout to be seen. And as Crowley thought, he probably had "tempted" an Angel. The Angel never wanted to leave Crpwleys side and the friendship that had been grown of the last 6000 years made him happy, even if they were hereditary enemies. "Would you like me to just leave you alone for now? You can stay there. I was actually planning on openning the bookshop again. Its bewn awhile."

You: "HSSSsss." Crowley retorted harshly, obviously not liking the idea. No, he was probably about to get taken away from his only friend... He wanted to spend every second he could with the man. Still, his snout disappeared in the cushions and for a moment the were nudged this way and that as Crowley slithered beneath them. He slid from the sofa, onto the floor and up the back of the Angel's chair before sliding across his shoulder's lazily.

Stranger: Aziraphale agreed with Crowley, not actually wanting to open his shop or leave the other alone. "Youre right. Im not going to, a few weeks ago these parwnts came in and let their kid walk around with his grubby little hands. It was rather bothersome and spoiled my good mood." He watched as Crowley slide under the cushions and then onto the floor, watching him gracefully slither over to his chair and begin to slide along his shoulders. He didnt mind, but it always made him happy to have Crowley so close to him, no matter what form he was in. He did get nervous from time to time, but Aziraphale just focused on Crowley on his shoulder, sadly thinking this might be the last time they talked or did this.

You: Crowley didn't reply. Technically he could speak in this form though his voice usually came out slurred and muffled, but he rare did. He much rather simply listen to the Angel speak. He moved to wrap himself loosely around the man's neck, pressing his face against the pulse of Aziraphale's heart beat. He would never admit this to the Angel but he enjoyed this form most if only to give him an excuse to be pressed against the man. After all, snakes needed heat, generated from a body or otherwise.

Stranger: As Crowley wrapped himself lightly around his neck, Aziraphale thought. Trying to think of a qay to save his friend, but could think of nothing. He gave a sad smile, trying not to move his neck to much to mess with Crowley. Eventually, he whispered, "My dear, I wish you could stay." He didnt like the way he voice cracked a bit and cleared his throat, trying to ignore what he just said. "You can stay here for as long as you want but you can not run. WE can not run. I am glad that

Stranger: You are good enough to be King, but I wish ut disnt come at the price of never coming to Earth again."

You: Crowley was practically a statue as they sat in the silent warmth as each other's company. He allowed his eyes to drift closed as if he were sleeping but listened to the words closely. He gave a small hissing sigh as the words. The sound of Aziraphale's voice cracking broke his heart. "I... am ssssorry... angel." He managed in his soft snake voice, pressing his face closer to the other man's skin. "I will.... missssssss you." He admitted, though he would loathe to. He hated admitting weaknesses, especially feelings.

You: *was loathe

Stranger: Even Crowley was not moving, he knew the other man was not sleeping or not listening. As Crowley spoke, he gave a smile, happy that he was not the only one to miss the other. "No need to be sorry. It is not your fault. I will miss you as well." He stayed silent for a moment, enjoying the feeling of Crowley on his neck. He gave a small chuckle. "I would hug you right now but you not in human form." He moved a hand up and hesitantly move a few fingers on the spine of the snake, not sure if Crowley was okay with ir. He neq it was hard for cRowley to show weakness, but he appreciates it.

Stranger: Even if*

You: On a typical day Crowley might have pulled away with a hiss... Today, however, he didn't even hesitate to press into the touch. He lifted his body to slide it against the softness of Aziraphales fingers almost cat like. He had to pull his head back from where it rested and make his way to the Angel's other shoulder to keep from sliding down his front however, since he currently had no way to catch himself. He did, however wrap his small tail around the man's pinky, almost affectionately; as if they were holding hands.

Stranger: Aziraphale smiled, happy that Crowley was okay with it and curved his pinky a bit so he could hold onto Crowleys tail. "I know you dont like me saying this, but your truly are a nice person. Even if we are not on each others 'sides' ou have helped me a lot. I wish you luck in Hell, He voice became a littlw harsher when he spoke again. "And if you ever, ever, think of killing yourself because hell is boring, promise me you wont do it. Just run up here and say hello because there is a difference between dead and being in Hell and I dont like it. You are welcome here anytime."

Stranger: His voice*

Stranger: (Do you have wattpad or tumblr that we could continue this on?)

You: [I don't I'm afraid. I tend to just use email or specific omegle tags]

Stranger: (Email is fine too)

Stranger: (Im c******************@gmail.com)

You: [Log and reply send :3]

Stranger: (Okay)

Stranger: (Theres a problem sorry. I cant respond right now my phones not letting me log in. We can still continue on here for a bit if you want too)

You: [Thats perfectly fine. No worries ;3]

You: A hissing chuckle escaped the small snake as he ducked behind Aziraphale's head and worked his way atop it, enjoying the feel of the blond locks tickling his stomach as he did so. He knew visiting Earth would be near impossible and yet... "Promisssse." He replied against his better judgment.

Stranger: Aziraphale tilted his head a bit away at first but soon realized what Crowley was trying to do and a small shiver went down his spine as he felt Crowley move through his hair. "Good. You find a way to get back on Earth to visit sometime or Ill come down there myself." He half-joked, not aure if he would risk doing that just to see Crowley.

You: The snake gave a snort... At least as close to one as a snake could get. Either way it was obvious that he didn't believe the Angel. The sentiment wasn't lost, however; he appreciated what Aziraphale was trying to do. The thought was too painful though and he slowly began to remove himself, heading for the floor once more, untangling himself from the other man.

Stranger: He dropped his hand and helped the other glide to the floor, only a bit saddened that they were no longer touching. He smiled a the little snort, "You dont believe me? I will. If I or you really want me too." He gave small chuckle. "You are probably right not to believe me."

You: Crowley was silent as he climbed back onto the sofa and shifted back into his humanoid form, lounging across the cushions. "It's not that I don't think you would go to Hell, angel. Knowing you, you'd causually throw open the doors and chide the guards for not bothering to greet you properly. Give them a good tongue lashing about their manners. No... I believe you would... I'm more worried about you surviving it." He admitted with a shrug, entangling his fingers as he rested his hands behind his head.

Stranger: He faked offense, giving a small gasp. "I would not, I know /some/demons have manners, unlike you dear." He teased, glancing over Crowleys body to prove his point. Crowley was lounging, notnsitting up straight or proper, but lounging. "And I am not always like that." He gave a small smilw berfore letting it drop. "You dont think I would survive Hell? Well, Id have you to help me stay safe." He pointed out

You: Crowley chuckled at that. "Thats not what I meant, angel." He mused lightly. "I know you. If a single Demon even thought about harming you I'd have to destroy them. Which would mean destroying every one that you came in contact with. I've seen how upset you can get seeing any creature harmed, even a Demon." He pointed out, arching a brow as he peered through his dark glasses as if daring the Angel to challenge him. "You'd blame yourself and I can't have you doing that now can I?"

Stranger: Aziraphale frowned. "No. I dont want that. Someone should only be harmed if its the last case scenario. Sure a Demons job is to tempt but if they havent hurt anyone, then they should not be harmed, even if they are quite rude." He gave Crowley a challenging look back. "I suppose I would, so no. And I dont think youd find it very fun to have to destroy a demon." Aziraphale crossed his legs, getting more comfortable.

You: Crowley seemed to take no offense to the jabs the Angel dished out, only gave a tight smile of amusement as he propped his feet up on the arm of the couch. "I wouldn't. Too much paperwork." He admitted, though the paperwork was a bit of a stretch. He just didn't care for killing in general. HE had always found it pointless. He was quite for a moment, smile fading into a small frown. "You know neither of those options are likely possible." He sighed. "Once I'm promoted... Theres no escaping it.... I'll be stuck down there...."

Stranger: Aziraphale made a small face as Crowley propped his feet up on the edge of the couch, but ignored it so hee could focus on what Crowley was saying. He held back an eyerole and smiled, but frowned a bit as Crowley continued. "And I have stay up here. We are both stuck apart and might never see each other again." The thought of that hurt Azitaphale and so he stood up, moving to a stack of books not so far from the couch and his chair so he could straightencthem. Giving him something to do.

You: Crowley was thankful, not for the first time, that his shades were dark enough to hide the pain in his gaze. He watched Aziraphale stand and busy himself before he pushed to his feet as well, moving back to the liquor cabinet to pour him another drink. "I can't argue with the truth." He mumbled to himself. "Though... Its not the way I saw this happening... Six thousand years and we're sepperated by something as simple as a promotion." He huffed with a shake of his head before tossing back his drink.

Stranger: Aziraphale moved to another pile, straightening it as well as he glance over to Crowley to watch him pour himself a drink. "No. No one can. We just try and hide from it though but that never works." He gabe a fond smile thinking of all their talks, even the arguments. "I never thought we were going to be separated, if we are being honest here. Stand by each others sides at the beginning, die or live by each others sides at the end." He gave the other man a smile.

You: Crowley laughed at that. "What, like an old married couple?" He teased lightly. "No, Heaven and Hell would have discovered our arrangement soon or later and put an end to it... At least... Thats what I had expected." He sighed. "Though..." He began softly, voice barely hiding a wave of emotion. "That does sound rather... nice." He admitted.

Stranger: Aziraphale chuckled, he guessed it did sound like a plot from one of the many romance novels that he has read. "Well, I suppose, even if thats sounds silly." He shoke his head remembering the time a human had told him that he was better off without him, like they had just broken up. "I have only run into a few that think we are datinf or married, but that was not what I was meaning in a way but it makes sense." He shook hus head. "Thats also why I said die by each others sides. I would assume that someone would figure us out and Im sure we would be just punished, my dear." He froze a bit as he was straightening some more books and looked up at Crowley when he heard the emotion. " Yes. It would be. Very much."

Stranger: Wouldnt be*

You: Crowley studied the Angel's features, trying to gauge his reaction. The man was so expressive as it was it should all be written on his face and yet Crowley always had to focus to read him. Perhaps it was simply because he had grown so acustom to it. "I mean... I of course, wouldn't be opposed to spending the rest of my existence with you." He shrugged as if it were nothing to talk about. Just a mere fact, as if he were stating the weather.

#ineffable husbands #ineffable boyfriends #crowley/aziraphale #crowley x aziraphale #aziraphale/crowley #aziraphale x crowley #good omens #omegle #rp #roleplay

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zombeamik · 6 years ago

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OKAY LIVE REACTION TO RIKAS BACKSTORY DLC HERE WE GO

okay so spoilers again lol

okay so i thought when you played the scret ending 1? riaks backstory was free? e-e

HAHA NVM WAS JUST THE FIRST EPISODE time to go buy 330 hour glasses ANYWAYS

okay seriosuly thing for people who dont like Rika, for what she did. You should honestly play her backstory.. it really could clear some things up for you, and it may chnage your mind, just abit hopefully.

you shouldnt just say no to story, just because you don’t like her.

Of course, if you really dont want to read it fine, but it can probably really help.

Episode 1

this god lady sounds like Jaehee tbh SO CUTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE OH Mina is Rikas real name :3 How cute already liking this. WONT BE ABLE TO AFFORD THE RETS OF IT THOUGH

Mina/Rika, they really didnt deserve what happened to them.

HOLY FCUK I HONESTLY THOUGHT MIKA WAS FUCKING RIKA BUT IT WAS THE OTHER WAY AROUND OKAY OR AM I GETTING TI MIXED UP?

okay gotta buy 330 hours glasses but THEN ILL CONTINUE MY REACTION

OKAY IM BACK TO REACT AND TO CRY OKAY COOL

the game didnt like me buying more hourglasses o it decided to messwith mu audio.

okay had to restart my phone THANKS ANOTHER SETBACK

Episode 2

okay so, i like Mika back here. BUT WHAT I SAW IN THE V ROUTE, thats not cool Mika. you were kinda okay? you were already a little manipulative to a three year old. “My little sister, should always have short hair” how about you shut up. Twins? All she ever wated was to be loved and not taken away from her “Twin”, Maybe thats why she cared so much for Saeran and Saeyoung before she ddi what she did. Mika no, no. You’re the one who put those awful things in Minas/Rikas mind ugh okay i go back to not liking her, that was very fast.

Okay grown up Rika/Mina, okay rika i like you when you arent doing ur creepy eyes. UGH honestly im so mad at Mika, honestly the fuck. CUTE PICTURES OF V AND RIKA YES okay i know, i like V and all but tbh they were cute together.

excuse me V you shouldve said THATS WHY I ADORE UR SUN BC THATS ALL SHE NEEDED TO HEAR, she didnt want to hear that you loved her because of her darkness. She wnated someone to love her, or show her a tiny bit of warmth so she could find the light inside her. So, so far, Mika is the one who introducded her to this “darkness” SO UNLESS RIKAS BACKSTORY CAN GIVE ME A REASON TO NOT DISLIKE MIKA AND FORGIVE HER I WILL GLADLY TAKE IT.

Episode 3

THATS THE FIRST THING I OPEN UP TO?

UR SO CREEPY, WHY DID GOD SEND YOU? THE FUCK WHAT KIND OF ASSHOLE ADOPTIVE PARENTS ARE YOU

sorry what?

Mina, Serena

Im glad she went with Rika, I like Mina, but Rika ive gotten used to it. Maybe she’ll go back to Mina one day?

Oh. Okay i dont like Rika/Mina/Serena’s Mother. and the pastor, no wonder she started a cult, i mena look at his outfit. WHAT KIND OF SHITTY PASTOR ARE YOU

NO WONDER SHE STARTED A FUCKING CULT, YOU ARE ALL DOUCHEBAGSSSSSSSS

“NEEDS ALOT OF PRAYERS” how about you shut up, man, Pastor my fucking ass, Devil worshipper is more fucking likely.

excuse me pastor, your voice in my ears IS FUCKING CREEPY DO YOU MIND

UR LIKE A PERVERT

“ your body has grown, is it satan?” HOW ABOUT YOU MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS AND LEAVE HER ALONE

yep, i fully understamd now why she created a cult. okay im only on 3 of 8 but still

EXCUSE ME LADY, YOUR DAUGHTER CLEARLY SAID NOT O GOING WITH THE PASTOR LEARN SOME FUCKING MANNERS AND DONT BE A RUDE BITCH

I THOUGHT WE WERE LOOKING FOR HER FATHER?

WHY DID WE FIND MIKA IM SO CONFUSED

oh, her dads the head of the hospital, okay. all good.

YEAH YOU TELL HIM MIKA

YEAH THANK YOU NURSE KICK HIM OUT P[LEASE

WEEE THANKS NURSE

she just wnated to be free from hatred?

BUT NOBODY WOULD ALLOW HER, THEY KEPT PUSHING HER FURTHER INTO THE DARKNESS

okay gone back to not liking Mika just abit

oh.

now i dont know?

Episode 4

THATS NOT WHAT I WANTED TO HEAR EITHER

Mika had cacner in her eyes.

Mika lived a while though, so her dad must have paid the bills.

MIKA LIED ABOUT THE PHONE NUMBER AND THE ADRESS THE FCUK

Did she really grow up at the orphange? PROBABLY FUCKING NOT

I was just feeling sad for her, but then she did that.

WAIT RIKA HONEY NO ITS NOT YOUR FAULT OF WHAT HAPPENED.

Oh.

so she made V blind because of that?

PUPPY

okay no, no new puppy then.

MS. HEAD OF THE RFA

no v, shes brainwashed him.

THE BOTANICAL GARDEN

No V you should focus on saeyoung because ive turned saeran into somebody i regret now.

Rika no.

you didnt have to shut everyone out,

he asked you to leave?

Ugh im so confused?

WELL MIKA WAS RIGHT TEACHER THEY WERE BAD PARENTS

GROSS PASTOR PLEASE DONT SAY LITTLE LABM AROUND MINA, THATS CREEPY

Oh.

right yeah, she only separated saeran and saeyoung because of their parents.

Mika, why.

she didnt have to lie about the orphanage, and then why you said you made Rika think it was all her fault, and then ugh

A FUCKING PUPPY

WAIT SALLY

SHUT UP MOTHER, ITS A CUTE DOG AND WE BOTH LOVE IT

YEAH SALLY YOU GROWL AT HER

Oh.

I KNEW IT

the pastor is a creep, a pervert, child molester

EXCUSE ME MOTHER?

THATS THE FUCKING RITUAL TO GET SATAN OUT OF HER?

EXCUSE ME THAT IS FUCKING ILLEGAL PASTOR OR NOT

dont fucking freak out, you told her to leave because you didnt want sally in the house and now your like THE FUCK YOU GOING SERENA HUH? ugh

Rika no, that isnt the right choice.

EXCUS ME MIKA DIED?

THEN WHO THE FUCK WAS THERE WHEN RIKA WAS OLDER

DID MIKA LIE ABOUT DYING?

SALLY UR SO CUTE

oh bad momesnt to mention sally being cute.

listen, all rika every wanted was to love someone.

defo a cult, Believer’s? This some sort of god cult.

WAIT NO SALLY DONT CRY

oh she was 16.

oh dear.

well that was a roller coaster

Episode 5

great she started working a church, and became a nun. even more fantastic

OH SWEET HER NAME IS FINALLY RIKA

I do like the names Mina and Serena but still Rika.

well wjat she thought she was doing was okay. Not wanting anyone to be abandoned?

she just uh turned it into something alot bigger than helping out at a church

She only treated people the way she did was because she didnt know how loving parents acted, so what she thought she was doing was right to her, since she didnt know anything else.

okay so shes 18.

and she wnated to shoe people her light instesd fo her darkness

AN THEN SHE MEETS V

OH THE CLOUD PHOTO, man when she looked at it she said Mother, because thats the first thing that came to mind.

SHE JUST WNATED TO BE A SUN BUT DIDNT KNOW HOW

SAEYOUNG

WHY DOES TINY SAEYOUNG SOUND LIKE BIG SAEYOUNG

yeah she thought that of she didnt protect saeyoung he’d rot just like Mika.

heh

Oh.

she could see her and mIka in him so she grew attached

she onyl wanted to do good

Rika the Angel but she thought of herself as Rika the Devil ok

Episode 6

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSUNG

okay so she didnt want yoosung to find out about her darkness

Rika honey, its okay. he still would ahve loved you.

Okay so Oh got it okay.

Yoosung is the son of rikas mothers sister,

SHE WAS SO WORRIED HE’D BE RUINED IF HE STAYED CLOSE

RIKA NO DONT OUT YOURSELF DOWN

YOU’RE EQUAL TO YOOSUNG D:

REUSING PHOTOS ARENT YOU CHERITZ OK

BUT HYE V

she couldnt feel anything? well V is both light and dark rika.

man v still doesnt know rikas real name BUT WE DOOOOO

episode 7

Man v ur kinda smooth with words but at the same time like you just met.

V MAKE UP UR FUCKING MIND

okay so she modelled for V and then when she was doing that they didnt talk much? man V atleast tell her she did good. how rude.

ZENNNN

v the fuck you didnt even say goodbye, just IM GONNA GO GRAB MY CAMERA AND THEN FCUKING WALK OFF

V no.

you didnt even compliment her or anything, you just said heres lets take pictures but we aint gonna talk and thn when your done, i aint gonna say you did well or anything like that.

V you kinda an asshole.

NO SALLY

okay shes fine.

V was just curious about me because im not like the rest”

kinda sounds like it,

YES RIKA YOU DO DESERVE THE SUN HONEY

YOU ARE THE SUN I THOUGHT WE ALREADY ESTABLISHED THIS

oh so it was Mina that wanted to be loved.

well shes still a prt of you rika, so that measn you wanted to be loved aswell.

okay so she stopped visiting V

V came to visit her

make up your fuckingmind V

“Heathen Cult”

well yeah basically.

JUMIN

V WHAT THE FUCK

“ can you show me how dark you are?”

HOW ABOUT A FUCKING NO

SHE CLEARLYT SAID NO V

YOU BETTER NOT FUCKING PUSH HER TO SHOW YOU

okay all good

she told V everything

and she scared she;ll end up like Mika.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

ANOTHER V AND RIKA PHOTO

HUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGS

WAIT HONEY DONT CRY

MINA YEEE

LAST EPISODE

wow thats fast.

okay so saeyoung went abroad and then she stopped disagreeing when saeren was saved

then she met Jumin a year later, sweet.

HAPPY ENDING

WELL YOU HAVE ONE NOW RIKA UR HAPPY AND YEEE

okay so then she got her aparement

and then she dint know if things to turn to the worst or the best

well id say the worst but you did save alot of people.

you may have brainwashed them but they would ahve probably died without her help.

MIKA UR STILL ALIVE

UR BLIND THO

YUP OKAY GOT IT

MIKA DIDNT TURST V SO RIKA WAS LIKE OK YEAH I DONT EITHER BC UR ALWAYSSSSSS RIGHT

right.

Mina believed her.

so she agreed.

SO CUTE

WHAT

MIKA NO

USE SAERAN AND YRUN HIM INTO A HACKER

HOW ABOUT YOU SHUT UP MIKA

IM BACK TO NOT LIKING YOU

MINA

YOU

YOU MANIPULATED MINA INTO DOING YOUR DIRTY WORK

SHE TRUSTED AND YOU

AND YOU USED HER

“I must not use that boy. I must save him”

WELL THANK YOU RIKA

what kind of bullshit is that.

WELL YOU SHOULD DEFIENTLY TELL V BUT WHEN MIKA SAY NO YOU GOTTA AGREE BECAUSE MINA TRUSTS HER

EXCUS EME RIKA

MINA WAS THE LIGHT

mika is the dark

mika just please shut up.

okay she died. thats sad but like

NOT AFTER WHAT YOU DID

CUTE PHOTO OF RIKA YES

Thoughts

thst was um

one crazy ride

AND I WAS THERE FOR IT

so glad i read it.

even if you dont like rika at all

please do

its worth it.

as you can see my thoughts were jumbled in the actual live reaction

but it makes alot of sense kind aof?

im to lazy to write a review so thats the best you’re gonna get.

Its really good, to actually understand why Rika/Mina/Serena turned out the way she was.

i mena i already forgave her in the V ending

but even though she did those bad things, if someone just loved her and didnt feeed her with horrible views of the world, she was still a caring girl even though the darkness took a hold of her,

Im not glad of what happened to her, but if it didnt we would have never even met anyone. so as mucha s i hate to say it, im glad of what happened, and 100% glad we could help her through with it.

Okay, well that was fun.

#mystic messenger #rika dlc #rika #V #saeran #saeyoung #spoilers

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theharlequinwriter · 6 years ago

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Guided Arrow ..........part 1

Summary : Being Thea’s twin sister and also part of team arrow when you wake up in the another universe alone and no way home.

warnings : Swear words and PTSD

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Before I knew it Barry was reaching for my hand and we were falling down a building and then well I don’t really know all I saw was white and when I woke up I was one the side of the road soaking wet and clearly not in star city anymore.

‘’Ollie!!......Speedy......BARRY!!!!.’’

No one answered.

‘’what the fuck happened?’’

Pulling my hood back I put my mask in my pocket and threw my bow over my back and started to walk sticking my thumb out every other foot. Finally reaching a nearby diner I asked for a booth and a cup of coffee while I pulled out all my gadgets trying to find Felicity’s or Barry's voice trying to find me.

‘’you look like you’re lost’’

Darting my head up I saw a man with blue eyes, black hair and oddly a trench coat.

‘’you can say I am in a way.’’

I winked at him as his very handsome friends walked over.

‘’Cas what the hell are you doing?’’

‘’Talking to miss.... I’m sorry I didn’t get your name.’’

‘’y/n Queen’’

‘Names Sam and Dean Winchester’’

The taller one with the long hair stuck out his hand towards me, grabbing his hand I could feel the caclus on his palm from oddly enough....a gun.

‘’So, Cas said you’re lost?’’

Dean asked as he shuffled into my booth.... uninvited.

‘’Yeah, I guess, the last thing I remember is reaching for flash.......my friends hand as I fell then everything went black. I woke up on the side of the road and made my way here.’’

‘’Well we can help you find your way back if you like.’

‘’YES, thank you.’’

Walking outside dean helped me into the car and we were off to their house or what they called their bunker. Once inside i made my way to their version of the quiver. Setting my arrows and hood on the couch began to scan their place. Clearly they really are brothers, not sure on Cas thou.. Possibly dean's boyfriend? not by the way dean watched my ass get into the car. Walking around I found their library full of supernatural information.

‘Where were you guys when darhk was around?’’

Dean came into the room with 4 beers. Handing one to me as Sam sat down and opened his laptop.

‘’So, let's start with your hometown or where you were last.’’

‘’Star city.’’

I watched as Sam typed it into his keyboard and his eyes going wide.

‘’uhm y/n that city doesn’t exist at least not that google knows.’’

‘'w-W-W WHAT DO YOU MEAN DOESN’T EXSIT I WAS JUST THERE!!!’’

‘’Google says nothing found for a Star city.’’

‘’MY WHOLE LIFE IS THERE, MY BROTHER, MY TWIN SISTER, MY NEPHEW! MY BESTFRIENDS MY FAMILY GOD DAMN IT!!!’’

I threw the beer onto the floor.

‘’’listen y/n lets google your family maybe they will come up, you did say your sister in law was a hacker maybe she's hiding the results.’’

‘Okay my Sibling are Oliver and Thea Queen, my best friend is Iris West Allen, Her husband is Barry Allen.’’

Dean looked up at me

‘’You're Brother and best friend are named after comic books?’’

‘NO?’’

Sam ran to the other room carrying back a few plastic covered comic books with the titles. GREEN ARROW and the other THE FLASH. I felt my head going dizzy and everything went black. When i came too I was lying on a couch, I could hear Sam and dean talking.

‘’Maybe she escaped the looney bin.’’

‘’maybe she hit her head harder than she thought.’’

‘’OR THE HOT CHICK IS CRAZY!’’

I made a coughing noise as I walked into the room.

‘Come sit, I'm going to blow your minds.’

We all headed in the war room and sat down.

‘’So, my name is Y/n Queen, my brother is Oliver Queen and Yes he is the Green Arrow, My sister and I are quickdraw and speedy. My Best friend is the wife of the flash, we discovered other worlds or dimensions a long time ago. I'm guessing that’s where I am in a world where I'm nothing more than words on a page.’’

Both Winchesters sat there with their mouths gaping.

‘’So, you're like a real super hero?’’

‘’I guess so, Ollie more is than me, I'm just backup.’’

‘And how did you get here?’’

‘Cisco must have breached me right as I grabbed Barry sending me flying through a breach, although this would be a far new distance for him....I'm happy i made it.’’

‘’Breach?’’

‘’’Rips or portals into other worlds.’’

‘’I need some air.’’

Dean stepped out of the room leaving me, Sam and Cas alone.

‘So, are their angels in your world?’

‘’not that im aware of cas , We have the league of shadows . My brother married their leader, We do have magic buts its really bad.’’

‘’Magics bad here too but more of like hocus pocus and hexes.’’

‘’so, no vigilantes?’’

‘’Not that I know of, I mean we are hunters if that counts.’’

‘’it’ll do.’’

Sam smiled as dean walked into the room.

‘’can i shoot an arrow?’’

‘’Sure dean.’’

We went outside where I let dean have 2 arrows to shoot, he missed both times. Taking my aim, I shot to perfect straight into the apple Sam had placed on the car.

‘’How did you learn to do that?’’

‘’My brother, after slade …. I mean Death Stroke killed my mom, Ollie never wanted me and Thea to be unsafe again and after i busted him on being arrow and dig being spartan....Sorry Dig is my brothers right hand man. He welcomed me to the team as quickdraw due to the fact im a quick shot.’’

‘’wow.... you been through it.’’

‘’ oh, I got stories that would make your mind implode. Ive met a alien well a kryptonian .’’

‘’YOU FUCKIN MET SUPERMAN!!!!’

Dean was shouting now

‘’Well yeah but I meant his cousin Supergirl, she like my pen pal.’’

‘’ So I guess you're staying here till you can get home.’’

‘Thank you, Sam.,’’

Later that night

Laying here in this strange bed in a whole other world completely alone.... alone, the one thing I fear was to be alone. I got up and headed for the library at least it has a good book maybe they will have a new series I can love. Stepping into the library I found Sam researching through a bunch of lore.

‘’Is he real?’’

Sam pointed at a comic with a man named Spiderman.

‘’maybe but not in my world or at least hasn’t made himself known.’’

He nodded to the chair next to him. Sliding into it he handed me a piece of candy.

‘’can't sleep?’’

‘’no im on earth 1 time’’

‘Earth 1?’

‘Well since I knew that one first that’s earth 1 , Supergirl is from earth 3 and I making this earth 4.’’

‘’thanks?’’

‘’So What do you like to do for fun here?’’

‘'Don’t really have time , the hunt never stops , I've actually been to hell , met lucifer and god oh and I Lost my soul and met Gods sister and died a thousand times , so has Dean and Cas.’

I could see the pain welling in his eyes, he was tired.

‘’Sounds likes my brother hehe Hes been through it for 5 years I thought he was dead and then poof he wasn’t, but he wasn’t ollie. He had scars and tattoo, spoke Russian and was very odd. He ended up letting his anger go and now we are happy again even for a moment, But your right lives like ours it only ends in death.’’

Sam laughed as he handed me a beer from the mini frige.

‘’Thats why we gotta go down swinging.’’

‘’Cheers to that.’

Tinking the beers together we continued to exchanged stories and advice. Sam made me feel safe like my life wasn't guns and masks and his wasn’t demons and vampires.

‘’Hi sam , Whose this.... she isnt from here.’’

I screamed as a young man with blonde air appeared out of nowhere.

‘’ y/ n this is jack.....lucifer's son.’’

‘’HOLY SHIT....i mean hi, im sorry im not used to people appearing like that unless they plan to kill me.’’

‘’I think its my fault you’re here.’'

‘’Jack what do you mean its your fault?’’

Before he answered he was gone.

‘’he does this when he is upset and feels guilty, he runs.’’

‘’poor guy.’’

‘Well he is only 5 months old.’’

‘’yeah well …..wait what?’’

‘’he aged in order to survive.’’

‘’oh...so are you completely human?’’

‘’yeah I mgiht be missing a bit of my soul here and there.’’

Sam smiled at his own remark, we headed into the library to research anything on other worlds. 3 hours and 5 cups of coffee each later neither Sam or I found anything besides that I may be stuck here forever. Sam already promised I have a home with them here and I will never be alone as long as hes around. I couldn’t help but notice how warm and safe I feel around him.

I woke up to the feeling of someone breathing, as I opened my eyes I found myself on sams chest cluctching a book on demi gods while sam had one arm wrapped around me and they other on a book on greek gods. We must of fallen asleep on the couch studying , he looks so happy when hes asleep like he isnt living a hard life everyday. Before I could take in anymore of the moment dean came busting into the room causing sam to jump shoving me to the floor.

‘Jacks back’

We all ran to the den where jack sat on the couch clutching his head in his hands. I walked over placing my hand on his shoulder.

‘are you okay?’’

‘im sorry’’

‘’for what....bringing me here. Ive been through worse trust me.’

He looked at me with his bloodshot eyes and buried his head into my chest hugging me tightly. He was still sobbing but at least now he knew I didn’t blame him.

‘so nothing from jack yet?’’

It has been almost 3 weeks since I arrived here , Cas has been working with jack to see if maybe he can re open the rip to send me home. I offered to ask barry and iris to help jack understand himself better, run some test and see what he can and cant handle. Then there's sam , we have gotten really close since I arrived late night studying and him teaching me how to put up warding's and devils traps. I even promised him id get the anti-possession tattoo once im home. Sitting in the den reading the local paper scanning for any sign of supernatural creatures.

‘hey y’n’’

Sam came into the room handing me a cup of coffee and sitting next to me , smiling at me god I love it when he smiles. Snapping out of my trance I had to nod and try to catch up.

‘so jack thinks if we can find a dream walker we can send you home.’

‘’where do we find one of these dream walkers’’

‘’well that’s the thing we only knew one and shes dead but jack thinks he has a lead on another in ohio, him and dean went to check it out . Cas heard of one in California so he went out that way , that just leaves us.’’

Falling into the chair in the library I picked up a comic with the title green arrow looking at the way they drew my brother.

‘’ollie doesn’t have a beard ‘’

Sam chuckled.

‘’what?’’

‘’just how you call him ollie makes him seem like he isnt in a comic book in our world.’’

‘’this should be so odd to you I mean look what I found.’’

I held up a anime comic named supernatural starring sam and dean.

‘'that was written by god , not by a geek in a basement.’’

‘’ so whats sam / dean?’’

‘’how did you hear about that?’’

‘’im a vigilante , if I want info I get it.’’

‘’its nothing , its gross.’’

‘’so am I in one of these books or do I not matter?’’

‘’they stopped being made after dean went to hell , cas is isnt in them either..... but you matter to me ‘

Looking up sam was starring at me with a small smirk on his lips. Shaking his head I could see him searching the room in a painc.

‘’you said something about food and a movie?’

‘uhh yea set up in the tv room I got burgers and venom’’

About halfway into the movie sam got up to leave the room, wondering what was up I decide to follow him into the kitchen , sam was pacing the room on the phone.

‘’what do you mean she was a phony? , y/n is going to be heart broken.’’

‘’yeah I know dean but I do care for her ...of course id love to be with her........dean she has a family and a life....we weren't ever supposed to meet.’’

He hung up his phone turning towards me.

‘’y/n......uhm’’

Without thought I moved forward crashing my lps into his pulling him closer by is plaid collar , his fands found my hips lifting me onto my tip toes pulling me into him. Taking a step back I looked up at him feeling the blood rush to my face when dean came rushing in.

‘hey robin hood we might need your help.’’

Climbing into the impala we drove to a empty house where three bodies laid on the porch and woman with short hair came forward extending her hand.

‘’names Jody , dean here tells me your one of us.’’

Nodding I looked at dean.

‘why do you need me here?’’

‘’because this guy here says hes from star city’’

Stepping into the door, a man with his hands and feet tied laid on the floor with a bag on his head, reaching out i lifted the bag to revel cold dead eyes and a buzz cut along with the smile of the devil and his body covered in tattoos.

‘’d-d—d—d-d- dia'’

‘’hello y/n , Miss me baby doll ?’’

#Supernatural imagines #supernatural #sam winchester #sammy #winchester #sam winchester x reader #sam winchester imagine #sam winchester oneshot #green arrow #oliver queen #thea queen #speedy #littlebrothersammyimagines

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u bet ur fuckin ass im sending myself an ask meme bc fuck you no one else will so shit SOMEONE gotta. all the questions for Ezekiel bay bee

the amount of fucks that i do not give is unreal

1. How does your character think of their father? What do they hate and love about him? What influence - literal or imagined - did the father have?

well shit both of Ezekiel’s parents died when he was 3 so obviously he hardly has any memories of them, but! Ezekiel’s father was.. fucking hilarious! the dude had an amazing sense of humor–mightve been a stand up comedian, although not a huge known one?? he was always smiling and just trying to make people laugh! especially loved to make his son laugh the most.

so as you can easily imagine, 3-year-old Ezekiel obviously loved his father. i mean, why wouldnt he. although now that his father is long dead and ezekiel has pretty much forgotten him by this point, his opinion towards what very little he DOES remember of his dad is just like.. “why were you so fucking happy all the time? what was there to be happy about?” but, like i said, seeing as Ezekiel has completely forgotten him, he’s pretty neutral on him and doesnt really have much of an opinion.

2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have?

opinion wise, it’s the exact same deal as his father–seeing as both parents died at the same time. so he neither dislikes or likes her! hes just neutral.

however, as for her personality, she was honestly like the polar opposite of the dad. she was calm and collected, and a little intense. a very blunt woman who would not be afraid to call you out on your bullshit! sort of like Ezekiel now actually :) a lot of her mannerisms and personality traits literally resemble Ezekiel to a T, which he obviously doesnt even realize seeing as his mom has been, yknow, dead for all his life. but underneath that tough exterior, she was a very sweet woman! she was probably a doctor tbh.

4. What type of discipline was your character subjected to at home? Strict? Lenient?

IN THE CULT.. it was like a literal living hell and EXTREMELY strict. which is exactly what this cult wanted! seeing as it was a Satanic cult especially. BUT UHHH.. i cant go too in depth on how everything was like in that orphanage, but if you REALLY wanna know all the gross details literally just do some research on Satanism or Satanic Cults and youll be sure to find some pretty gross stuff. all of that is what happened to Ezekiel there!

the things i can mention though!! every child had to wear the same uniform every day, they all had the same exact hairstyle (boys had a short bowlcut, girls had long hair which they were absolutely not allowed to style or put up). they were, of course, beaten severely if the orphanage staff saw fit to do so. medieval torture methods were used on them, especially for sacrifices. they were bluntly told, “if you try to leave, the Devil will kill every single one you love and come for you last”–which is honestly why Ezekiel always talks about how “the devil is out to get him” or why Ezekiel feels that he cant get close to anyone, bc he just expects the devil to kill anyone he gets close to! bc, yknow, he ran away. the kids were also often forced to eat or drink bodily fluids which Yeah is fucking disgusting. they only had one meal a day, and said meal was very small–so a lot of the kids starved, and thats why Ezekiel is such a picky eater and refuses to eat a lot of the time! bc hes just so used to having only one tiny meal a day, just enough for him to survive on, and any more than one small meal he always feels like he’s wasted too much money or something. a lot of sexual abuse went on too. YOU GET THE IDEA BY NOW IM SURE SO.. YEAH, IT WAS… BAD BAD BAD.

5. Were they overprotected as a child? Sheltered?

EXTREMELY SHELTERED. he and the other kids in the orphanage were absolutely not allowed to go outside whatsoever. this was because the caretakers told them “THE OUTSIDE WORLD WANTS TO CORRUPT YOU, SO YOU MUST ABSOLUTELY NOT INTERACT WITH ANYTHING THAT IS OUTSIDE OF THESE DOORS!!!” and were EXTREMELY strict on that rule. one time, Ezekiel had snuck out when he was about 7, and brought in stray kittens, which he hid in his room! it wasnt long until his roommates snitched on him and the caretakers straight up just fucking cut off every kitten’s head right in front of lil Ezekiel and then proceeded to beat him afterward. so that kinda fucked him up!!! this is what led to Ezekiel’s reclusive behavior now and his generally being totally silent when he’s around anyone he doesn’t know (although he has gotten a lot better about the talking thing! albeit the fact when he does talk chances are he is saying something very mean. BUT STILL!). even now, he completely secludes himself in his small apartment, even going so far as boarding up all his windows to block the sunlight altogether. well ok he also boarded them up bc he has an extremely bad habit of trying to break the glass but. the sunlight thing too!

6. Did they feel rejection or affection as a child?

REJECTION OFC. the orphanage caretakers never even referred to him by his name–instead, they called every child by numbers. in Ezekiel’s case, it was #34. even now, that is his least favorite number.

8. How does your character feel about religion?

he may not seem like it, but Ezekiel is VERY VERY VERY religious!!! after he ran away from the orphanage and later moved to L.A., he actually did convert to Christianity! he always wears a golden cross necklace around his neck and he feels like it protects him from evil spirits–obviously thats all in his head as no evil spirits are really out to get him, but it’s a big big BIG comfort item to him. he can easily recite a shit ton of Bible verses bc he reads that damn thing all the fucking time man. in general, his faith in god is a huge fucking comfort for him, as he always fears the devil is out to get him and whatnot–its nice to think that he may actually have god on his side to protect him.

10. Is your character street-smart, book-smart, intelligent, intellectual, slow-witted?

honestly??? hes all over the fuckin place. he surprisingly does have some street smarts to him (from having been literally fucking homeless for a while).

although the only thing he’s really book-smart with is languages–he’s a big linguist! but otherwise, he kinda sucks at smart stuff like math or science or stuff like that–bc he never went to school! he did learn how to read while in the orphanage, but that was really about it.

not too intelligent either??? thats mostly bc he’s literally been secluded from interacting with people like all his life, so he’s just not really good at like.. reading people? and has little to no life skills bc no one ever taught him??

12. How does their education and intelligence – or lack thereof - reflect in their speech pattern, vocabulary, and pronunciations?

ok so despite the fact that Ezekiel never went to school, his vocabulary is actually pretty big! although like i said, he did learn to read in the cult so. that really isnt too much of an issue. but he’s very very interested in literature and language as a whole, and always was even as a child! so even now, he devotes a lot of his time to studying that kind of stuff, and his way of speaking definitely shows it–well, if you can get behind the constant swearing, anyway.

16. What does your character do for a living? How do they see their profession? What do they like about it? Dislike?

he’s the guitarist of the rock band Rogue! his feelings on playing in a band in general is kinda.. conflicting, really. he isnt sure if he enjoys it or hates it. for one, he actually has HUGE stage fright–though he has gotten a bit better about it after playing on stage so many times by now, but it’s still a recurring issue with him and can sometimes cause complications within the band. it certainly is very anxiety-inducing for him, but at the same time… he cant bring himself to just quit, either. not even he himself is sure why he still puts up with the band, but he finds himself drawn to it quite often. he is very very very proud of being able to write music and have it be shown to millions of people though–hearing the band’s singer, Augustine, sing his lyrics to crowds, and the crowd loving it, is probably one of the biggest things that can make Ezekiel happy.

17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When?

well, his first travel was from London, England to Los Angeles, California! and thats where he eventually joined the band! and, yknow, being in a band that tours quite often, now he definitely has to travel a lot. which he absolutely hates. he would much rather just stay home in his stupid secluded cheap ass apartment, but hey, u gotta do what u gotta do

23. What do they want from a partner? What do they think and feel of sex?

when it comes to partners, ezekiel honestly doesnt expect too much from them–just a mutual understanding of each other is all he truly asks for, which should really go without saying in a relationship anyway.

hes not really one for sex! not to say he never wants to do it, though. he does have a lower sex drive than most people though–and the moments he does do it with his partner, it’s gonna have to be very gentle. he couldnt handle anything too rough tbh. also hes a total bottom so jot that down-

26. What does your character’s home look like? Personal taste? Clothing? Hair? Appearance?

his home is a fucking MESS. he has a tendency to destroy the entire room whenever he’s having one of his temper tantrums, and this is pretty evident all over Ezekiel’s apartment, bc he doesnt even bother to clean up afterwards. the only time he really cleans up his own mess at home is if its like, food or a drink or something bc he isnt that bad about it but. every room at his apartment looks like a fucking tornado hit him or something. and he couldnt care less what his home looks like! like as long as Ezekiel has a bed, he’ll be alright. he doesnt even like big homes all that much, and prefers to live in something simple and relatively small.

as for clothing, Ezekiel usually just goes for simple stuff. Especially wears a lot of jackets, hoodies, the like. a lot of baggy-ish clothing going on, but he actually is pretty fashionable believe it or not!

hair wise, Ezekiel just has.. no fucks to give. he hardly puts much care to his hair at all tbh. its just naturally curly and a little messy, but at least he keeps it fairly short so it doesnt get too bad. its probably a lil greasy tho.. someone make this boy take a gotdamn SHOWER

29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling?

theres probably several tbh IJOISJERIJ

but most of all, probably both his paranoia and his stubbornness? like he can hardly even function in every day life bc he cANT EVEN COME OUT OF HIS HOUSE BC HES SO PARANOID OVER EVERYTHING. and oh my GOD Ezekiel is so goddamn infuriatingly stubborn like GODDAMN. sometimes its just practically impossible to get through to this guy whatsoever. ezekiel can honestly be a pain in the ass

30. Are they holding on to something in the past? Can he or she forgive?

HE REMEMBERS PRETTY MUCH EVERYTHING SINGLE FUCKING THING FROM THE CULT.. AND OH GOD DOES IT PLAGUE HIS MIND EVERY SINGLE DAY. like his entire childhood in that orphanage still is so fresh and prevalent in his head that he quite often has hallucinations of the events that happened there, especially when he sees certain things. like cats, for example! seeing a cat will literally send Ezekiel into immediate panic and he genuinely thinks he’s back at the orphanage where he watched those stray kittens i mentioned earlier get their lil heads cut off and he’ll repeat over and over, “their heads are gone, their heads are gone, their heads are gone-” bECAUSE. ITS LIKE HES THERE ALL OVER AGAIN! which is, of course.. yet another reason he hardly ever comes out of his home! bc he thinks “well if i just dont go out then that means i cant see anything triggering that will make me have another panic attack.”

as for forgiving his abusers? OH HAHA ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOT. HE HOPES THEY ALL DIE OR HAVE ALREADY DIED IN THE MOST BRUTAL WAYS POSSIBLE.

32. How does your character react to stress situations? Defensively? Aggressively? Evasively?

Ezekiel either:A) GETS REALLY FUCKING PISSED AND START DESTROYING EVERYTHING IN THE ROOMB) HAVE A WHOLE ASS MENTAL BREAKDOWN AND PANIC

33. Do they drink? Take drugs? What about their health?

unfortunately, Ezekiel is very much an addict :( he’s a big alcoholic, and also does cocaine, ecstasy, pain killers, xanax, and maybe some other shit i cant think of off the top of my head. but! hes.. a mess…. save him

35. Do they always rationalize errors? How do they accept disasters and failures?

it depends on the person/people around him! because with anyone that he hardly knows? then he doesnt really give a shit and easily brushes it off, because he honestly doesnt care what strangers think of him anyway. but around people that hes actually close to and he cares about? THEN OOF. HE CAN POSSIBLY HAVE A WHOLE PANIC ATTACK BC HE REALLY DOESNT WANT TO LET HIS LOVED ONES DOWN..

36. Do they like to suffer? Like to see other people suffering?

of course not!!! although its.. not impossible for him to enjoy someone elses suffering. you would just have to like, REAAALLY fucking do him wrong for him to be like that, which is pretty hard even for him. like the orphanage caretakers! i assure u if they suffered Ezekiel would LOVE that.

37. How is your character’s imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories?

most of the time hes living in memories, for sure. either that, or he’s just kinda stressed or anxious! but not always necessarily a bad anxious tho! like if hes around someone that he actually likes, he’ll be VERY anxious, but like in a good way! just kinda excited yknow. BUT MOST OF THE TIME, ITS BAD OFC.

38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic?

VERY SCARED AND DISTRUSTFUL, PRETTY HOSTILE!!! remember hes fucking paranoid about every little thing rip.

40. How is their sense of humor? Do they have one?

well, most of ezekiel’s jokes involve swearing and yelling, so probably that! Angery……

42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain?

i think probably like.. parents tbh. or at least a parental figure. he’s only had one person who was like a father to him, but that guy is all the way back in London so Ezekiel hasnt seen him since :( and tbh for like most of his life, he’d always assumed that not having parents was like.. just whatever, yknow? bc you cant really miss something that was never there. but, after he ran away from the cult and he saw like.. people, he saw a lot of happy families and whatnot and just!! hes really jealous of anyone who has a functional, happy family now. it isnt so much that he misses his birth parents, just that he wants to have some kind of parental figure in general. someone that he feels he can actually call family.

44. How badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? How do they pursue them?

what’s sad? the fact that ezekiel… doesnt really have any life objectives! the only objective he really has is to survive. thats literally it. he just doesnt want “the devil” to take him–and to escape the devil’s wrath, ezekiel immerses himself in his religion and staying inside all day and night so that he doesnt have to talk to anyone! thats basically about it

46. Is your character tall? Short? What about size? Weight? Posture? How do they feel about their physical body?

he’s pretty tall! 6′3″! although for his weight, i swear to god hes like.. a fucking twig. i mean theres that whole “he only eats one small meal a day” thing, so ofc you can imagine that probably has an effect on his weight. BUT! that isnt the only reason hes so skinny! it’s also bc he has Klinefelter Syndrome, which is when a male is born with an extra X chromosome. so as a result of that, he is a little taller than most people, is very skinny, has weak bones, and breasts! and some other symptoms but i dont feel like listing every single thing so fuck y

as for posture, Ezekiel is usually a liiiittle slouched, but not terribly so! when hes stressed, however, he always stands up completely straight!

ezekiel absolutely fucking hates his body, though. he knows full well that hes not.. the most attractive–ugly, even. you know that “your toes, hand em over” meme? yeah, he looks like that a little bit. his body honestly looks pretty fucking freaky. ALSO HE HAS A LITERAL MICROPENIS SO THATS A THING! all in all, Ezekiel just… is very very very scared of showing off his body to anyone honestly. extremely insecure!

47. Do they want to project an image of a younger, older, more important person? Does they want to be visible or invisible?

Ezekiel actually puts on this whole temperamental asshole front specifically to MAKE people hate him! thats why hes so quick to be like “FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT TWAT YOU GODDAMN WANKER FUCK YOU”! because, yknow, most people are usually gonna hate anyone who says that kind of stuff to them and as a result they hopefully wont wanna talk to him! which is exactly what Ezekiel wants. yep, Ezekiel wants everyone to hate him! because if everyone hates him, then they wont talk to him, and if they dont talk to him, then he doesnt risk of getting close to anyone and getting his heart broken all over again! hes a mess……

49. What about voice? Pitch? Strength? Tempo and rhythm of speech? Pronunciation? Accent?

TBH FOR REFERENCE YOU CAN JUST LIKE.. LISTEN TO MURDOC NICCALS’ VOICE BC THATS HIS VC BUT. his voice can switch between either somewhat slow or extremely fast! it all depends on his mood. in his normal speaking voice, when hes neither upset or happy or anything, his words come out a little slow, but not terribly so. pretty normal, mostly. but if hes excited, whether bad or good, he speeds up when he talks a LOT. so much so that he doesnt even let himself breathe when hes talking! just like “FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUIHATEYOUYOUGODDAMNSTUPIDTWATAAAAAA”

his voice in general is a little hoarse! although he has gotten much better about talking to people (even if he is mean when he talks), he did go through practically his whole childhood just.. not talking to people very much at all. so that kinda shows in his voice now? but its not too bad. he has a pretty low-ish voice too.

as for pronounciation and accent, again literally just listen to Murdoc’s voice bc its p much exactly the same as him but. he has a very thick london-cockney accent?? i sure hope thats accurate anyway, im not British so im not 100% sure on British accents but.

50. What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating?

THIS MOTHERFUCKER HAS THE WORST RESTING BITCH FACE IN THE HISTORY OF RESTING BITCH FACE.

ok ill just draw this one

his resting face!

AMGERY!!!!!

talking to his friends!!!

PANICKING

theres probably more i could draw, but in general, Ezekiel is VERY expressive tho! its pretty easy to read all of his expressions and emotions.

#shut up erica; ooc #ezekiel facts #EZEKIEL IS JUST.. A SCARED BOYE 24/7

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stigma-taes · 8 years ago

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In Detail BTS Theory: V is a Devil

After rewatching all the BTS music videos, I had a ton of ideas and I’ve got alot to say about all the boys’ characters in this universe and mutiple theories for the verse as a whole. But this post will specifically focus on my boy Kim Taehyung and how he falls into sin, faces his judgement for it, ends up in hell and then becomes a straight up Demon. Im paying attention to specifically on the I Need U, Run, On Stage Prologue, Stigma, and Blood Sweat and Tears videos in this one. It’s gonna be long so ill put it under a cut, feel free to add on or tell me what you think!!

Taehyung’s character’s story starts real quick right here with this moment in I Need U, where he straight up kills a guy:

u can see him here, just before he enters the room he grabs something off a table nearby (A bottle, maybe?)

and then he approaches this asshole (who was just beatin up a girl in the room)

and then raises his hand, obviously about to hit this guy REALLY hard, judging by how high his arm is raised and the force with which he’s heading toward this guy and hes aiming for the head/neck area.

Goin in for a fatality.

It can be assumed that he did kill this guy because, when we look at the On Stage Prologue, it opens directly on tae looking solemn, crying and:

Covered in blood.

He’s wearing the same clothes as in the I Need U video, and i think it’s also pretty safe to assume that blood isnt his own. There’s way too much of it and he doesn’t seem to be hurt at all. V totally killed that guy or at least fucked him up real bad. And either way, whether it be an assault or murder, both are sins. Both of which are one of the seven deadly sins: Wrath. Which gets ya sent STRAIGHT to hell unless you do the most to get god to forgive you, which tae doesnt really do. But, for the purpose of this theory, we’re working under the assumption that it was a murder.

And, murder isnt just any sin. It’s one of the original ten commandments in the catholic and christian faiths. For those who aren’t familiar, the ten commandments were sins given to Moses by god himself. And right there in plain sight is “Thou Shalt Not Kill.” Tae has also committed a super sin: Wrath (through a murder) and is now on a fastrack to hell.

So, with that established, we can move on.

To his death.

Yea i know there’s 10000 theories for how everybody dies in the mv’s but this is my personal one, and the one that makes the most sesne

In the end of the On Stage Prologue we see Tae (who, throughout the entire beginning has been incredibly… off and almost tortured when he’s alone) climbing this tower thing by the ocean:

there he is at the top (also this is a beautiful photo like good job whoever was directing and filming)

And then the squad encourages him to jump thinking “O shit boi he gon do it!!!!!! This gonna be SICK!!! Jumpin into the OCEAN from hella far up bruh u wild!!!”

But, idk about you, but this doesnt seem to me like the face of someone who’s goofing around and trying to impress his friends with a sick ass jump does it? Its seems kinda mad, maybe afraid, stressed? Dark, tbh. And he’s still wearing the goddamn hoodie from I Need U, which was clearly intentional by the crew bc the rest of them are all wearing different outfits:

(not a great pic but u get the idea)

But, BAck to V; once he reaches the top, he flashes the others a smile, and then he takes a running start and he jumps

And thats where the MV ends.

But how do we know he’s dead????? you ask, eyebrows furrowed and back hunched over this long ass post.

Well, i reply, rubbing my grimy little hands together, ill get back to that.

For now, we’ll look at the Run MV, which i think takes place during the same time as/very near to the I Need U video:

Here they are by the trains in I Need U

And here are the same trains in Run, they connect the two videos and put them very close together in the timeline.

But, because they are so close to eachother, we can be comfortable saying that Tae has been getting into alot of trouble since yknow he killed a guy. Something like that might set someone’s life on a downward spiral.

Here he is getting arrested for vandalism, what has happened to my troubled boy, oh no???

Well, we find out what happens in his personal Short Film for Stigma:

Here you can see him back at the same wall where he and rapmon had previously vandalized, except this time he’s alone

Where he is caught by police and, looking smug, he gives himself up and is then shown later in the video shown being- questioned by someone

I’ll loop back around to that in just a moment, but now is where we talk about how we know V is dead:

Back in the Run MV, opens on V in all black: (an incredibly common color to symbolize nothing other than death)

Falling backwards into a pool of water

And where did we see V last before this MV? In the on stage prologue, jumping right into the ocean looking tortured and awful. There is this totally background and foreground, with the only real color being the water and V himself. Everything else is black and it’s hard for this part to not stand out because its drastically different from the rest of the MV thats far more colorful and has an actual setting. But, because of this water motif, I think V drowned in the ocean. Whether on purpose or not, that i’m not entirely sure.

But throughout the Run MV we get these random shots of V in water, looking like he’s really struggling to swim

Again, these shots, like the one in the beginning of the MV with him, dont fit at all with the rest of the MV, theyre so out of place that they stand out because there really isnt many shots of them in water or anything to do with water (besides Jimin with the bathtub but thats a totally different theory). So with this emphasis of V and water, i think thats what killed him. Maybe it was an accident that he died and he lost himself in the fall downward? Or maybe he couldnt swim in the first place and he knew this and couldn’t deal with his demons and he did it on purpose.

To push this further and get how V actually becomes a devil, we can look at Stigma again. Stigma has the same striking images as the beginning of Run does:

with the totally black backgrounds and the focus soley on V, which, i think, puts the brief piece of V falling backwards into the water from Run right before Stigma.

Meaning that it takes place after he has already died.

And he’s now in some kind of purgatory,

being questioned about his sins.

Between the shots of him being asked his name, and about his parents, we are shown these images of Tae, now all in white (white symbolizing innocence and purity, so we can assume this was before the murder and any other sins he’d committed)

But he’s getting up by some invisible force:

So something is beating him in his innocence, hurting it, wounding it.

And then we get the puppy. It’s an all white lil pupper and I think that the dog is a physical manifestation/representation of V’s innocence itself.

Then we see these images of V with, assumingly, the man he killed and the girl he was protecting:

The guy is later in the MV shown trying to beat the girl again. These scenes (memories maybe?) are what ruined V’s innocence, what are stripping him of that: which can be assumed by the cage

You can see this cage coming down just as he starts to recall these memories

Which traps him inside and sends what little innocence he had (the puppy) running from him-

Why is all that relevant? Well, traditionally, when someone loses their innocence they are far more likely to fall into sin. (Hence why so much weight is put on keeping ur virginity n shit in christianity)

And assuming that the man V murdered was the one beating the girl (and perhaps the force we saw beating him as well), that man was the one who put the cage around V’s innocence and stripped him of that through hurting him and V watching him hurt the girl. This loss of innocence, and the man’s cruelty, eventually drove V to commit his sin and kill the man.

But, no matter his reasoning, no matter what innocence was ripped from him, Tae still had his sin. He had Wrath. He had Murder on his soul and for that reason, we can assume that his judgement in this purgatory sent him to hell.

He was an angel (in white), free from mistake and full of innocence. But, he fell into sin, and rather than suffer for eternity, V, because he was ‘evil’ enough as a human by committing such sins as Murder and one of the seven deadly sins (wrath) he is allotted to, becomes a devil.

This, we can assume, by finally looking at Blood Sweat and Tears:

First thing to note: the setting

This seems to be some perfectly pristine, beautiful place. And going with the theory that literally everyone is dead (a quick youtube search can give you a million theories if you don’t have any), could this be heaven, maybe?

but no, that doesnt make sense because V is with them and we’ve already established that there is no way V could get into heaven bc of his sinning. So where are they?

Well, If you look here, all the others in the video are all wearing rather nice clothes, stuff they’d go out in on the regular, but what stands out is V’s outfit:

boy in pj’s and aint got no shoes!!!!! Where do u wear pj’s and no shoes????

At Home.

Tae invited them all to hell, where he probably has the Dream Life through his devil status. Anything he could ever want and he probably promises the others the same if they join him. Almost like a “look what you could have” type of thing.

Sounds devilish, hm???????

Later in the video, we see Tae cover Jin’s eyes as Jin is looking at a painting from earlier that depicts a battle between Heaven and Hell, in which heaven seems to be winning:

Tae blinds Jin to this image of Heaven’s promise and strength, of salvation, and instead he shows Jin something.

When he seperates his fingers, Jin sees this statue with huge black wings.

Devil Wings.

And then what do we see????

V, with wounds that clearly are from wings that had been taken off or ripped from him, lost somehow.

And then Jin kisses the statue, which could represent Tae due to him missing wings and the Statue having them.

And, in all the old stories, how does one seal a deal with a Devil?

By kissing them.

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alrangerz · 6 years ago

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Does this work? (Sorry about the format)

“Amélie, are you sure you can scale this building without being caught? There are over 48 cameras…I just don’t know how I feel about this.” I say, grazing my thumb over my lips as, I often do when I’m thinking.

“Oui, oui, yes. Can we just skip to the post-planning sex, please? You know I don’t like being made to wait.” Amélie frowns slightly as she grabs my hand to pull me closer.

“Darlin’, you know we don’t celebrate until after we’re sure that our plan is guaranteed to be a success.” I say, shaking my head at Amélie.

“Yeah right. When has a plan ever gone wrong for us.” Amélie argues, trying to pull me close again.

“That’s the kind of thinking that causes shit to go wrong. Let’s just go over it one more time so we are sure we get it right.” I say, wrapping my arms around her neck.

“Je veux juste être baisée putain,” Amélie sighs in frustration.

“Now darlin, you know I’m a sucker for french and I get the gist of what you just said, but I don’t think I like your tone.” I say, slowly dragging my hands up her thighs.

“‘Make me pay for it then, my love.” Amélie says, laying back on the table, pushing our planning and sketches to the side.

“Oh I plan on it.” I whisper, crawling on top of Amélie and kissing a trail up her stomach.

“Hey Boss! Ya have a visitor. I don’t think it can wait.” One of my shitty goons shouts, knocking on my door, totally ruining the fucking mood.

“It. Can. Wait,” I growl against Amélie’s neck.

Amélie digs her nails into the back of my neck and I have to hold back a moan. She knows how much I love how rough she gets when she’s turned on.

“Gee Boss, man I dunno. This chick looks like your clone or something. But like younger I guess? This is really trippy for me. Am I tripping right now?” Idiot goon replies and I sigh because I really fucking thought he could take a fucking hint..

“You have a girl looking for you? A clone? Should I be jealous?’ Amélie jokingly pushes my face back with a raised brow.

“She said she’s lifelong friends with B.O.B and wants to talk, but maybe it can wait til later.” Idiot goon says and God, what does it take to be able to get some action around here?

I roll my eyes and grumpily rub my temple. A younger clone of me who is a lifelong friend of B.O.B? What the everloving fuck? I guess we stole a bad shipment of drugs, because that is the craziest shit I’ve ever heard one of my crew say. B.O.B doesn’t even have any friends other than the Deadlock Gang.

The only other people he’s ever really known are -

My neck starts burning with a prickly sensation and I feel like I’ve been punched in the gut.

Holy Shit.

No way… This can’t be true. She can’t be here, surely? Didn’t she live all the way in the north east? Possibly even Europe?

“Very well. Give me a minute.” I reply.

“She’ll be with ya in just a minute.” Idiot goon says to our guest and I hear a sassy “Yeah, so I heard” in reply.

“Mon Chéri are you okay? You look so pale, what’s wrong?” Amélie asks, stroking both of my cheeks at the same time.

“It looks like a mistake of the past has caught up with me. I’ll explain to you later tonight? Okay?” I say as I straighten up my hair and my clothes.

“Oui, of course.” Amélie says and I can see that she’s still studying my face.

I take a deep breath as I reach forward to open the door. For some reason I feel incredibly nervous, which is not like me at all. Holding the door open for Amélie, I let her walk out first and she gasps in shock as she takes a look at our special guest.

“Quoi?” I hear Amélie whisper and she looks back at me, understandably confused but I just can’t make eye contact with her. I’m feeling embarrassed and guilty which again isn’t like me at all.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

I raise a hand bye to Amélie and she gives me a sad sort of smile and I feel even worse than I did in the first place.

“Hey kid. How did you get here?” I ask. Might as well just get it all over and done with.

“I took the midnight train going anywhere and just ended up here.” This kid says sarcastically and I have to hold back a laugh.

“I guess you want to know everything right? Why I did it, if I regret it, if it was hard to do, et cetera et cetera?” I ask her, looking at her for the first time and holy shit, she really does look like my twin. She has his eyes though. And his color too. She’s definitely a looker.

“You hit the jackpot, Sherlock.” Mini me says and I’ve had about enough of her sass.

“Listen here kid, if you knew who I was, you wouldn’t be talking like that. I’d watch it if I were you.” I warn her and fuck I need a drink.

“I have a name. It’s Delilah. And I know exactly who you are - you’re the leader of a shitty gang with nothing better to do, right?” Delilah says and I must admit, I do admire the balls this kid has.

“Now look,” I say, holding back a smile, “You’re not wrong. But if you weren’t you, I’d have killed you for that talk.”

“Then why don’t you?” Delilah asks.

“Because I at least owe you an explanation, first.” I sigh. “Come on kid, let’s head to the bar.”

“But I’m 17… they won’t let me in.” Delilah says, still following me regardless.

“Shit kid, they will if you’re with me. Don’t worry about it.”

BREAK

The door jingles as we walk into the somewhat busy bar and I can see feel the stare of multiple looks towards us.

“Leave.” I say and chairs scramble as they take the hint.

Luckily B.O.B is our bartender and he starts happily clapping his hands when he sees Delilah. She runs up to hug him and he spins her around in a circle, just like he did with me when I was young.

“You want a drink, kid?” I ask.

“Can I get a shot of Jack?” Delilah asks. I’m pretty sure she’s testing to see if I’ll stop her from drinking alcohol but honestly I really don’t care. B.O.B looks for my reaction so I just I shrug my shoulders.

“Sure,” I say, not letting her know it’s my favorite drink.

We both take a shot and I’m actually surprised at how well she takes it. The burning sensation is a welcoming feeling and I wave at B.O.B for another.

“We are going to be here a while so let’s get B.O.B to cook you something up. Does a burger sound good to you?” I ask Delilah and she nods her head happily.

“A burger sounds great to me.” Delilah says. “B.O.B’s a great cook. My parents loved when he came to visit.”

Taking the second shot, I rub my temple, confused on where to start. Like surely this kid hates me. Surely she wants nothing to do with me. So why is she here? Why am I so uncomfortable with all of this?

“Look kid. I understand you want to know everything, I do. But how did you get here? How did you find me? How did you even know I was your… you know ” I ask, because honestly how does a 17 year old kid get through all my security and half a fucking desert too.

“I was hoping you would ask that.” Delilah says, clapping her hands together.

“So basically I’ve always wondered who my ‘birth giver’ was. None of my friends in school knew I was adopted and there was this one time when we were all in the cafeteria at lunch. There was a breaking news story on all of the TVs about the most successful heist in history and people were shocked because the leader of the gang who pulled it off was a woman. Not just anyone, but a ‘beautiful’ woman who had the face of an angel but the heart of a devil.” Delilah says.

“Sounds familiar. Carry on.” I smirk.

“So my friends and I start to pay attention, cause we are like ‘wow, who is this chick, she sounds badass’, right? And then next thing I know, they show your wanted posted and my insides froze and I’m like ‘holy shit, that lady looks a lot like me’ and I think I’m crazy, but my friend Casey is like ‘Oh my god Delilah, is that like your evil aunt or something? Were you adopted?’ And we all laughed but inside I was freaking the fuck out.” Delilah continues.

“Understandable.” I agree.

“I go home and my parents are acting kind of odd, but everyone has their bad days right? I try to forget about it, but then I remember them telling me when I was younger that my birth giver had a troubled life and that they didn’t want to bring an innocent life into that.” Delilah says, looking at me questioningly.

“That’s kind of true I guess.” I say with a shrug.

“Right! So I forget about it for a while, I start to move on and then we get a surprise visit from B.O.B.” Delilah says smiling at B.O.B, who gives her a happy ‘that’s me!’ wave.

“I was so happy to see him again. I’ve loved him since I was a kid. This time I noticed he had a symbol on his body that I recognized… and I couldn’t work out where. But then I realized it was the symbol from that gang that that me lookalike was in. A crazy coincidence right?” Delilah asks.

“Ain’t it just?” I reply.

“I’m not proud of this next part, but here goes. I ask B.O.B if he would be okay with me looking into his gear so I could see how he works, because I’m super interested in engineering. He was more than happy to take part. But what I really wanted to do was scan through his memories and see if I could catch a glimpse of you. It worked. I was able to search through a folder with my name on it, I clicked on the very first file and I saw you, shortly after you had given birth to me. You said ‘it’s okay B.O.B, don’t cry, I’ll let you stay in contact with her if you really want’’ and cause it was from B.O.B’s point of view, he looked down and I saw he was cradling me as a newborn.” Delilah smiles sadly. “I’m sorry for hacking and violating you, B.O.B.”

B.O.B tilts his head to the side, studying Delilah’s face and then shrugs. He’s loved that kid since the day she was born, I doubt she could do anything to upset him. Hell, if he’s put up with half the shit that I’ve put him through, then I’m sure he’s very happy with her indeed.

“Damn kid, that’s kind of wild. I’m sorry you had to find out that way. Honestly I was hoping that you never would. I didn’t want to be another disappointment to someone.” I tell her honestly.

“Disappointment? This is the most badass thing to ever happen in my life. It’s awesome!” Delilah laughs.

“Delilah. You seem like a smart kid. I hope you realize this isn’t going to be a super happy ending where I cry and tell you I’ve loved you all along. Cause the harsh truth is I’ve never really loved anyone. I don’t know how to.” I admit.

Even with Amélie, I don’t ever really tell her I love her. It’s just not me.

I expect to see a frown or maybe even a look of anger or betrayal on Delilah’s face but I’m a little shocked when I see a small smile.

“I’ve known that for a long time. The fact that I never had any letters or contact from you kind of made that clear. I just want to know my backstory. Like, if you never loved me, why didn’t you just get rid of me?” Delilah asks, twiddling her thumbs.

“I hardly even know that myself, kid.” I sigh.

And it’s true.

Getting knocked up and going through with the pregnancy was the most ‘unlike-me’ thing I’ve ever done in my life. I’ve spent half of my life trying to forget it.

“I guess it’s because I wanted to see how my life could have been if I was actually loved as a kid. By people who actually wanted a family, people who were actually there for you.” I admit. “It’s all kind of selfish really. I didn’t even stick around to see if you were happy in the end. You are, right?”

“As happy as someone who was adopted could be, I guess! My parents really do love me. I couldn’t ask for anyone better. They totally supported me coming here. I didn’t tell them how dangerous it was of course but they were actually happy for me.” Delilah says.

“That’s good to hear I guess.” I say. “So, what next? I’ll be as honest as I can.”

I’m pretty sure I know what she’s going to say. It’s still a sore subject for me but I don’t really care anymore.

“Who was my dad? What was he like? If he’s who I think he is, why isn’t he around anymore?” Delilah asks, confirming my suspicions were correct.

“Gee, kid. Might as well get the nail out of the coffin.” I groan. “Jesse McCree… god that man really knew how to get under my skin. He betrayed us all in the end, so naturally he’s on my kill list.” I say and Delilah laughs, thinking I’m joking.

“We met when we were both teenagers. We had a love hate type of relationship. He was the first human to ever show me genuine affection that wasn’t based on fear. We were invincible. A stunt had never gone wrong for us. We were sought after by everyone - enemies, the law force, criminals who wanted us to join them, the lot. Our egos had never been bigger.” I say.

“Sounds fun.” Delilah comments and I nod my head.

“It was. We did so many wild things. I miss the impulsiveness of it all, really. Eventually I found out I was knocked up. Deep down I knew Jesse would have been happy, but that just wasn’t our life. I left the gang for a year, telling them I was travelling with B.O.B to get him an upgrade that would make him invincible. They believed me and I was so relieved.” I admit.

“I traveled to the east coast, as far away from our base as I could go. I think I ended up in New York. I had been looking around online for families looking for kids. Some I was skeptical about, but then I saw a posting by your parents. A teacher and a dentist who couldn’t conceive naturally. They had mentioned that they would give all of their savings to whoever would give them a child. Eventually I met them and I actually really liked them, which said a lot considering how much I hate people in general. They gave me my space, let me stay with them for a while and even offered me to stay after the kid was born. I left as soon as I could though.”

B.O.B walks over with our lunch and gives Delilah a milkshake to go with it. He brings me a jack and coke and I nod my head as a thanks.

“Thanks, B.O.B, you’re the best.” Delilah says, happily tucking into her food.

“All the way up until I gave birth, I wondered if I’d change the way I felt about the baby growing inside me. Like I said, I had never grown up with affection, praise or even the slightest bit of human attention. My parents were never home and B.O.B is the closest thing to a parent I ever had. Don’t get me wrong. When you were born, I was happy you were healthy, but honestly I just wanted to get you to your family and leave. I was never meant to be a mother. It’s nothing I’ve ever dreamed or thought about. Even now and I’m almost 40. So I’m sorry about that, I guess.” I admit avoiding eye contact with Delilah again.

Delilah has a mouth full of food, so I take advantage of her silence by continuing on with my story.

“Back to your dad - McCree. Honestly he wasn’t a bad guy. Don’t get me wrong, he betrayed us and he’s going to pay hell for that. But Jesse McCree was a better person than I ever will be. And it fucking kills me to say that.” I say, hating myself for even mentioning it.

“Does he know about me?” Delilah asks.

“Yes. He always had his suspicions and could tell something happened during that year I was away. He found out during a fight. I couldn’t take the guilt of keeping it quiet anymore. He cried when he found out and he was pissed off he didn’t get a say, but he knew it wouldn’t change anything. He knew we weren’t supposed to be together, never mind be parents. He wanted to meet you and I forbid him until you, if ever, made an attempt to contact us. I didn’t even know if you were still in New York or not, because I told your parents to use those savings to move out of the country. I knew my past could come back to haunt me and I didn’t want an innocent kid to get hurt because of me. Whether they moved or not, I don’t know.” I say, shrugging my shoulders.

“They did. We lived in England for 3 years but then moved back to New York before I started school. They loved the city too much.” Delilah explains.

“It’s better if no one ever knows about you. You’d be targeted and they’d go for your parents too. Does anyone else know about us?” I ask.

“Other than my parents? No. But I’m pretty sure your gang knows too. That guy earlier seems to have worked it out.” Delilah says.

“I’m just going to tell him he had a bad trip. And to never talk about this again. He might be dumb but he’s not dumb enough to blab about my personal life. None of my gang are.” I say.

“Wow, you’re such a good role model.” Delilah smirks sarcastically and I’m reminded of myself as a rude teenager.

“Well you definitely got my sass, kid. God your sperm donor would kill to see that.” I say, downing my final shot of the night.

“Gross. Don’t say it like that.” Delilah says.

“Well it’s true. That’s all he is to me. And even that is saying too much. When you’re older you’ll learn that men are more trouble than they are worth.” I warn Delilah.

“Thanks for the heads up. Luckily all I’m focusing on right now, apart from finding out about you, is school work right now. I have chance of getting accepted into Harvard and I want to take that chance.” Delilah says, stretching and cracking her fingers.

“Shit, Harvard, really? God my parents would have loved you.” I say, slightly impressed with how bright Delilah is.

“Yeah. Do you think if I tell them my birth giver is the most wanted female in the continent, they’ll give me a scholarship out of fear?” Delilah jokes and laughter escapes my lips, making me spill my beer.

“Shit kid, that could work. It would be the least I could do for ya.” I say, smiling and shaking my head.

“Nah, I’m totally kidding. I don’t want people to know about us anyway. I don’t want anything to happen to my parents.” Delilah says and I feel slightly bad about scaring her, but it’s better for her to know the truth.

“Good choice kid, good choice.” I sigh. “Look hun, it’s too dangerous for you to stay here long, but you can stay the night if you want. Have you ever shot a gun before?”

“A gun? Hell no.” Delilah says, looking confused.

“Yeah, a gun. Tell you what. How about this… you stay here for a night, tomorrow I teach ya how to shoot and then B.O.B will take you home after we are done.” I say.

“That actually sounds perfect.” Delilah smiles.

“And uh… look kid. If you wanna stay in contact and you want to meet your sperm donor, it’s best if all of our contact is done through B.O.B. We are less likely to be tracked that way.” I say.

“That would really mean a lot. Thank you.” Delilah says happily.

BREAK

It’s 15 minutes past midnight by the time I make it to my room. Man, my head fucking aches. What a day. I’m about to take off my clothes for the night when I hear a familiar tap on my window.

“Hey.” I smile sadly as I pull the window open for Amélie. “You could have come through the front door.”

“I didn’t want to make things weird for your daughter.” Amélie says.

“How did you know?” I ask.

“Because, mon Chérie, I am not an idiot and she is beautiful just like you.” Amélie says, straddling me as she pushes me into the bed.

“You don’t have to tell me everything now. Is she staying? Is she okay?” Amélie asks and I’m just so glad she’s not mad at me for never telling her about this.

“Thank you for not hating me for keeping this quiet. Honestly I never thought I’d actually meet her and I was okay with that. But meeting her has been… surreal. I don’t like kids and never have. But she’s a teenager and so mature. I can’t explain it. I see so much of me in her. She’s becoming everything I dreamed of being as a kid.” I admit. “She’s staying for a little tomorrow. I’m gonna teach her how to shoot and then she’s leaving. B.O.B is going to go with her.”

“Whats her name?” Amélie asks, stroking my lip with her thumb.

“Delilah. I didn’t name her though. This is the first time I’ve seen her since the day she was born.” I say, pulling Amelie’s hand away to trail kisses up her arm.

“Pretty name for a pretty girl. Are you going to miss her?” Amélie asks, eyebrow raised as she studies my face.

“Honestly? I don’t think so. If anything it makes me hate my parents even more for never allowing me to experience love as a kid. It makes me mad that I never got to love or care for her. But she does have a family who loves her plenty so that makes me feel better. And I doubt I would have ever met you if my family actually cared, so I guess all that neglect was worthwhile.” I say, laying back on the bed, pulling Amélie with me.

“I’m glad you’re dealing with it all so well. I was worried earlier.” Amélie said, taking off my tie and unbuttoning my shirt.

“Now worrying about me is something you never need to do, darlin’. I can take care of myself, believe it or not.” I tease.

“I know, I know. It’s just that I had never seen you look scared or worried before. It didn’t feel right.” Amélie says.

“I wasn’t scared. I was nervous.” I say, avoiding eye contact again.

“Same thing.” Amélie says, pulling my face to meet hers, leaving small kisses along my jawline.

“Whatever.” I roll my eyes. “What do you say we start where we got up to earlier? We just have to be quiet tonight.”

“I like that idea very much.”

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isaacathom · 6 years ago

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i had a weird dream that both of my parents were monsters

i believe my mother was a demon, and my father was a sort of law enforcement angel. neither knew the others identity, as they had disguised themselves as human andhad fallen in love. both fully believed the other was human.

this changed when my mother gave me a necklace for my birthday. in real life, that necklace is something my sister bought from scotland that has ogham on it, something about holly trees. but in the dream, it was a sign of my mothers demonic heritage, and she likely gifted it to me due to her needing to do something, and wanting me to have something to remember her by.

and thats fine. but my dad saw the necklace. and as a demon hunter angel, he recognized it instantly, and asked if he could have a look at it. ‘to find its history’, he said. and i said sure, because im the sort of kid who would love to know the history behind family heirlooms. so i gave him the necklace to look over,and i went off to school for the day.

while i was out, a demon appeared nearby, a creature with a texture like potato skin and a shape similar to a hexagon? or a d20, that might describe it better. a big potato beast with the facets of a d20. who then split in half to explore. my mother saw this, and promptly left the house and shed her human form. she was sort of vampiric looking, with large horns and glowing eyes.

my father didnt see her leave, but noticed she was gone, and he then went into his secret study behind the bookcase, which could be opened by manipulating the fantasy books he had on his top shelf. he then left by a secret entrance.

at this point i arrive home, having been held up due to heavy books and bus times. im walking part of the way home, coming down the bike track next to the dog park, which was wear the potato demon was. but i see no sign of any of them. what i do see is the backyard of the house directly on the corner of where the bike path diverts into a small sandy path that connects back to the streets. its a wide backyard, lush and green, and a brand new pale grey stone sort of courtyard has been built. two people stand there, a parent and a child, and as i walk past they turn to look at me. being awkward, i just avert gaze and keep walking.

in their renovations, theyve extended their backyard to the left, meaning the sandy path is only big enough for one person, if even that. but since im small, i get through without much issue, and head on home (which is far closer to the bike path in the dream)

i find noone home, but i do find the necklace i gave my father on the top shelf of his bookcase. when i grab it, i accidentally trigger the mechanism, with two ‘layers’ of books falling forward and then pushing back in, and the bookcase swings open to reveal my fathers secret study.

the dream seemed to end there, but i imagine once inside i found a bunch of stuff about demons, and perhaps sign of a scuffle (between my father and potato demon, perhaps?) and so i would assume my parents had been kidnapped by demons. especially as their cars were in the driveway/garage. so then, yknow, go hunt for my parents.

there was a very weird tangent about my mum wanting to fuck the potato demon?? who i believe was called Kayli. that or my mum was kayli. there was some fucking weird shit going on there. it was possible a trick or trap? because Kayli had split in half, and my mum ended up getting deeply distracted by one half. which might mean the other half had time to go and attack my dad? who even knows. i dont. it was weird.

but yea! my parents were starcrossed lovers but they didnt even know it and wont find out until probably one of them dies at the end, or my dad goes to capture/kill my mother and suddenly goes ‘oH FUCK’. possibly both, if it was kill, and he didnt realise until too late. because, and heres the thing, both were in disguise. their demon/angel forms do have similarities, but if you werent looking for it, you wouldnt see it. my dad has no reason to look for my mothers face in a demon, and she no reason to look for his face in an angel. meanwhile i, who have probably been on some deep journey involving the bike path slipstream between dimensions and the wooded paths ‘out back’, ive learnt a lot about both. for instance, ive probably found out that my mum is a demon, just because i have her necklace and have been attacked/treated nicely by demons because of it. they look at it and go ‘oh, [mums name in the dreams] kid! how is she doing?’ ‘w-what?’ ‘? thats her necklace, isnt it? and you look ust like her, except more human. hows she been doing? havent seen her in decades!’ ‘??????????????????????????’

so i dramatically bust in to find my parents locked in mortal fucking combat and i go ‘Mom????!’ and shes like ‘wHAT’ and dads like ‘WHAT’ and its very confusing and conflicting for everyone involved.

alternatively, if my father has the necklace, then my mother recognizes it (no shit, its hers) and demands to know why he has her necklace. which is instantly confusing because, well, he got this from his child??? who got it from their mother??? so who the - oh fuck me. thatd be just sort of how it goes.

though surely if my dad is a demon hunter and recognized that the necklace was demonic, he’d be looking out for her in demons? unless he thinks that she’s maybe been possessed or something, hence going on a big ol battle fight trying to find his Definitely-Human Wife, who he would believe was captured and replaced by a demon. coincide it with external drama (and the fact my mum had been planning to leave for a little while, thus changing her attitude) and he’d think the necklace was some sort of signal for demons to come kick our ass. which, well, it SORT of was, considering like a day after i get it, Kayli the Potato Fucker appears to kick our asses.

idk. its all dramatic and shit. and naturally im half demon half angel and look like a human kid. which is good fun. depending on showdown circumstances i probably haveto fight off both of them at once. maybe its like, as i travel through the ~spirit realms~ i shed my human form a little bit as well which means i ALSO look different. got like, angel wings and devil horns. shits whack. and because they arent expecting me to be there, they dont recognize me either. dad would think im a devil pretending to be an angel to fucking trick him, and mum would think im an angel pretending to be a devil to fucking trick her. suddenly im fighting my parents. who, idk. whether i recognize them depends on adrendaline and whether I have the necklace. assume i do. then it would be fun if i didnt, and i fought them both for a bit, and when i get my ass beat my mum swoops in for the kill and then goes ‘wHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THAT’ and grabs the necklace and then, yknow, ~revelations~. because id say i got it from my mum, and she’d be confused, and then my dad would recognize it as the one he took from me and HED be confused. the entire final showdown part after the necklace comes into play is just OOF, my guy.

admittedly at that point im probably aware that both my parents are non-human. my mum is the obvious one, since i have her demon necklace, but i probably find out my dads an angel because he’s been rampaging through the spirit realms after getting briefly captured by Kayli. depending on how that layed it, its possible id actually seen him before and possibly even freed him FROM the half of Kayli Potato that caught him. and he probably played dumb, pretending he didnt know me (for my safety, naturally) and just told me to go home. spirit realm is no place for a human. probably says something that makes it way too obvious he know where i live. maybe he mentioned the bike path slipstream? which, assuming there are multiple ‘slip streams’ like it, implies he knows exactly which one i used to get in and that i live close to it. hence, oops thats my dad, yknow. and plus he’s going on a rampage after that, and if i meet any friendly demons or angels, they likely mention it. an angel would actually be really good for that, and fighting an angel before i fight my dad makes sense as a build up thing. maybe in the middle of a friendly conversation they suddenly spot my demon necklace and go ‘oh no. ohhhhno. where did you get that.’ ‘from my mum?’ ‘your mOTHER?’ ‘yea?’ ‘..... give it to me’ ‘no? its mine?’ ‘i dont think you understand whats at stake her. your mortal soul is in peril’ ‘what the fuck are you talking about’ and then, yknow, some grown ass angel asshole starts trying to beat up a kid for a demon necklace and WHOOPS thats my demonic heritage exposed because oops i just blasted an angel in the facewith demon magic before fucking bolting. and i dont know what i look like, so i cant see the horns, though i likely suddenly become aware of them when i try and find somewhere to sleep and fail to. or when i get out of the spirit realm to sleep and look in a mirror and fuckin shit myself.

the revelations of my parents heritage are a bit awkward because once i know one, the other one gets REAL weird, as a thing to reveal. revealing my dads heritage incidentally is probably the easiest one to do, since angels are probably friendlier to humans. probably. and when i freed my dad, i didnt know about his heritage, and so didnt recognize him (its a place-faces thing). but then, yknow, talk to another angel who tells me to go home because ‘his good buddy is going wild and its not a good time to be here. its never a good time to be here, but especially not now, kid’ ‘why is he going crazy?’ ‘something about his wife? i havent seen him in two decades but i think he married some human woman who has gone missing.’ ‘huh.’

UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH anyway that was the dream i had?????? oops

#dream blogging #story blogging #uh i got REALLY into that by accident i am so sorry #but the idea of a story where the child of a demon and an angel who fucked without knowing the others like. 'status' yknow #travelling through the spirit realm to find their parents and finding WAY more than they expected #culminating in their awakening their dual heritage and fighting BOTH of their parents before the truth becomes apparent #i think thats cute! and then at the end of the story one/two/all of us return home to find police everywhere because 'youve all been missing #for three days?????' 'oh fuck'#or time didnt pass narnia style. idk. both are good

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