#aden thoughts

[adenctm]

NOT FUCKING OVER THESE INSANE TIMES. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. HOW I DRIVE INSANE THE ONLY PERSON THAT COULD KEEP ME SANE

[ace-and-the-rpg-horrors]

whenever i refer to myself as Asian, in my head, i am spiting that one idiot who once "corrected" me for calling myself that

[lexa-griffins]

Picture this cute image that is sure to bring tears to older moms Clarke and Lexa's face. Aden and Madi help their baby sisters learn how to walk by cooing at them and heaping tons of praise even when they fall down on their squishy diaper butts

🥹🥹🥹🥹

Weekends used to always be busy. The kids were studying or hanging out with friends or busy with different practices. And Lexa and Clarke always had a million things to do around the house and outside of it.

But with the twins here they have settled more inside the house. The kids stay in for longer just to hang out with their baby sisters and with their moms' (they still make such a fuss even if Lexa is officially out of the post partum phase).

Its one of those days. Lexa and Clarke on the couch watching their four kids play together, little baby giggles filling the entire room as their older siblings play with them. Its a sweet moment, Lexa feels like her cheeks might be permanently stuck in a smile and Clarke keeps looking away to clean up a stubborn tear.

And then it just kind of happens. The youngest twin, held up by Madi, gets one shaky little leg in front of her. And then another. Madi, in half shock, half panic starts to almost yell "Mom mom mom mom mom LOOK!!!"

Clarke and Lexa are immediately jumping off the couch and on to the floor. Clarke is of course already sobbing while Lexa looks like she might burst with happiness ad they congratulate the tiny baby for her first steps.

"Hmm, mom?" Aden says, the oldest twin in front of him trying her darnest to get up just like her sister.

"You can do it baby!" Madi coos at her, the other twin still holding on to her hands as she stands.

"Be careful, slowly." Aden almost whispers, always the worried oldest brother, as his baby sister trues her best to find her balance.

They kind of expect the baby to run towards Lexa. But then she manages a few steps with cheering and she keeps on going until she crashes into her twin sister is a little baby hug, both almost falling as they giggle, Madi and Aden giggling with them afterwards.

There's a small moment then, when Lexa turns around to see Clarke's face red from crying. Her nose presses against her wife’s cheek, realizing now how all of the babies firsts will also be their moms' lasts as parents. Clarke wraps her arms around Lexa and kisses her temple, a quick moment between them before their attention is back on their babies, the twins now teying to get up once again at the same time as their older siblings beam with pride at them and encourage them to keep on trying their best 🥰

[cosmicnyan]

[ doorbell sounds or whatever ]

..trick or treat? i think that's what the words are idk

trick

[cosmicnyan]

#woulge you do this if you could

the galaxy parts of my sona can kinda just do whatever

[dreamyyesenia]

The Joy of Life - Teenage Things

Finn Wilder was in his senior year at high school now. He was a very good student but he also made sure to have fun and attend activities with his friends. Finn also played in the football team and had already progressed to level 2. Ever since he had met Bria, Briar's best friend (I didn't choose the name lol), as kids, he had had the biggest crush on her. After years of being friends and silently observing her flirt with others from afar, Finn decided it was time to show some courage and just ask her out. Bria was surprised as Finn presented his proposal sign to her, which he had spent all week preparing. To Finn's delight, she said YES.

Briar was 2 years younger than Finn but she already had her future planned out perfectly. She wanted to become the best chef ever to exist and own a prestigious restaurant in Del Sol Valley. So, most of the meals the Boyer family ate at home were prepared by her - with Rosemary's help of course. Briar Rose hadn't met anyone she was interested in romantically. She had asked her best friend Aden out to prom, not because she was in love with him but because she knew he had a crush on her and frankly, Briar didn't fancy anyone. The only sim she had found remotely attractive was a rather mean sim, Frankie L'amour Perdue. That didn't bother Briar too much though. Frankie was being his honest self. And he admired her, a lot. And Briar craved attention more than anything else.

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All in all, teen years were (seemingly) going perfectly for the teens.

Still, Finn was far from being happy. He had been a toddler when his parents had first split and he had been a child when they had decided to give their relationship another chance when Rosemary got pregnant with Briar Rose. Thus, his parents relationship problems, thought they were nothing new to him, frustrated him a lot. Maybe it was the reason he had waited so long to ask Bria out. His parents had always told them they were soulmates and "the one" for each other - so why weren't they able to work through their issues together? It left Finn feeling jaded sometimes.

Briar was coping the best with their parents struggles out of all of Rosemary’s children. Cooking was therapeutic to Briar. To her, it was like painting and she kept dreaming about new ways to combine flavours and make dishes look aesthetically pleasing. Whenever she felt sad or angry or any other unwanted emotions, she fled into the world of spices, flavors, recipes. Creating new recipes and perfecting her cooking skills had become her safe space.

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Note:

Briar Rose is going to be tough cookie because she literally finds everyone to be "Unattractive" or "Very Unattractive". Frankie (the sim she is embracing) is at least "Attractive" but ngl I had been shipping her with Aden (second picture)... Anyways Finn and Bria are being the cutest lovebirds ever though, I'm loving every second of playing with them!

[darkeagleruins]

JUST IN: The Ohio Attorney General has announced six indictments for illegal voting in U.S. elections.

We were told this never happens.

Those who voted illegally are alleged to be as follows:

• Ramesh Patel, 68, of North Royalton, was indicted for illegal voting as a U.S. citizen.

• Lorinda Miller, 78, of Hudson, faces two counts for voting as a non-citizen.

• Nicholas Fontaine, 32, of Kent, was indicted for voting as a non-citizen.

• Ahmed Aden, 35, of Columbus, is accused of voting as a non-citizen.

• Van Thuy Cooper, 53, of Hilliard, was indicted for voting as a non-citizen.

• Mario Dearaujo, 62, of Columbus, faces charges for voting as a non-citizen.

The election years in question are for 2008 to 2020.

Ohio AG David Yost remarked on the indictments. “The right to vote is sacred,” Yost said.

“If you’re not a US citizen, it’s illegal to vote – whether you thought you were allowed to or not – you will be held accountable.”

[tickldpnk8]

Sandman casting so far

Aside from returning castmembers, this is what I’m seeing so far for our casting for the upcoming episodes as they align to storylines and arcs. (I’m pulling from Tudum and Redanian)

Midsummer Night’s Dream

Jack Gleeson as Puck

Ruta Gedmintas as Titania

Spike White as Dick Cowley

James Darch as Richard Burbage

Season of Mists

Esmé Creed-Miles as Delirium

Adrian Lester as Destiny

Freddie Fox as Loki

Clive Russell as Odin

Laurence O’Fuarain as Thor

Ann Skelly as Nuala

Douglas Booth as Cluracan

Song of Orpheus/Thermidor

Ruairi O’Connor as Orpheus

Ella Rumpf as Eurydice

Garry Cooper as Hades

Emmanuela Lia as Naya

Daphne Alexander as Bromie

Tafline Steen as Xantho

Paul Brennen as Captain Carnot

Daniel Hoffmann-Gill as Guillaume

A Game of You (?)/Brief Lives

Indya Moore as Wanda (also in AGoY, but we have filming of her in Brief Lives scenes)

Alison Nadine as Wanda’s mother (will appear where Wanda does)

Brief Lives

Jordan Adene as Donnie Capax

Steve Coogan as Barnabas

Barry Sloane as “The Prodigal.”

Kayode Akinyemi as Kris

Amber Rose Revah as Ishtar

Stewart Scudamore as Andros

The Kindly Ones

Returning cast members spotted filming

The Wake

Returning cast members spotted filming

High Cost of Living

Adwoa Akoto as Amelia Robbins

Unknown

Antonia Desplat in an Unknown Role

Charlotte Bate as Tally

Jade Burnett as Guardswoman

Lee Byford as Piccadilly Police Officer

Ben Allen as Simon

Gavin Spokes as Jeremy

Johnny Labey in an Unknown Role

Edward Chlerich in an Unknown Role

Andre Flynn in an Unknown Role

Wil Coban in an Unknown Role

Joel Burman in an Unknown Role

Rilwan Abiola Owokoniran in an Unknown Role

Bridgette Amofah in an unknown role

Jacqueline Boatswain as Prime Minister

Segun Fawole as Laurie Webb

Michael Lyle in an Unknown Role

Richard Nicholas Emerson as VIP Funeral Guest

Ruth Sheen in an Unknown Role

Tayla Kovacevic-Ebong in an Unknown Role

So what are we thinking these Unknown story lines and roles might be at this point?? We’ve seen filming for TKO and also The Wake, so at this point I think we’re going beyond what we thought we’d get and are now going to get the entire Sandman storyline.

If I have time later, I’ll add links to the above.

[lucky-clover-gazette]

captive prince short stories highlights & annotations

the training of erasmus

(takes place before book 1: captive prince)

NOTE: this is a weird one. as i read through this short story, i kind of just started taking stock of all the different abuse and indoctrination tactics used against erasmus and the other palace slaves. because there’s a lot of that in this story, and i think it's a good way to understand how erasmus got to be the way that he is. there's some other analysis, but not much. curious to hear thoughts, because i think this story could mean vastly different things to different people.

indented text is from the book. some quotes have commentary, some do not. some comments are serious, and some are definitely not. most of them will only make sense to people who have read the series. and, like, there are spoilers. so please read the books first if you're interested!

also: part of the reason i'm doing such a close reading is to study cs pacat's style, especially in terms of how she does romance and erotica. there are "craft notes" that might seem weird, like i'm being redundant or restating something rather than analyzing, but those are more things that i want to remember/take away from the writing!

i'm going to tag these longer posts with "sam reads capri" in case anyone wants to read them all at once.

this is a google doc i wrote with overall content warnings for the captive prince series. it's not perfect, but i do think it's important to include. additional warning that this short story focuses heavily on sexual slavery.

It was right that training here in the palace should be more arduous than in the gardens of Nereus.

brainwashing. i'd call it gaslighting, but these people were groomed to never even question what they're told about the world around them.

He took his morning lessons with Tarchon in one of the small marble training rooms filled with accoutrements that he did not use, because from dawn until the sun reached the middle of the sky, it was the three forms, over and over and over again. Tarchon gave impassive corrections that Erasmus struggled to perform. At the end of each sequence, ‘Again.’ Then, when his muscles were aching, when his hair was drenched in the heat and his limbs slippery with sweat from holding a pose, Tarchon would tell him curtly, ‘Again.’

torture.

‘So Nereus’s prize flower has finally blossomed,’ Tarchon had said on the day of his arrival. His inspection had been systematic and thorough.

no personal boundaries.

‘Your looks are exceptional. This is an accident of birth for which you are not entitled to praise.

no recognition of individual merit.

You are training now for the royal household, and looks are not enough to earn you a place there. And you are old. You are older than the oldest I have worked with.

manipulation through conditional reinforcement (positive and negative).

He had not known what to do, or say. Arriving in the stifled dark of the litter, Erasmus had tried with each painful heartbeat to hold himself still. A fine sheen of sweat had broken out over him at the terror of being outside. Outside the gardens of Nereus, the calming, comforting gardens that contained all that he knew of life.

isolation and fear of the unknown to foster dependence.

‘Iphegin slipped on the stairs.’ And then, ‘You think Aden pushed him?’ The joke was awful. There were dozens of male slaves-in-training, but only four wore a golden pin, and Aden and Iphegin were the only two who wore the pin of the King.

competition.

Nereus had always said of him, A man only has to look at him to want to possess him.

that’s a bullshit generalization. i think he’s just convinced himself that everyone else in the world is as fucked up as he is, living in a culture where this is normalized

In the next moment Kallias was throwing his arms around Erasmus, holding him tight, pressing his cheek to Erasmus’s cheek, the highest intimacy allowed to those who were forbidden to kiss.

restriction of bodily autonomy and intimate activity.

‘I’m for the other Prince,’ said Kallias. ‘Kastor.’

i’m shocked that kastor’s type isn’t blondes with blue eyes, since that’s what damen is into

Close as brothers, the trainers said, smiling because this was a charming conceit, young slaves echoing the relationship of their princely masters.

infantilization and patronization. (by the way, it has never been lost on me that patras is called patras)

Erasmus talked hesitatingly and for the first time about his most private feelings

suppression of individuality and emotional expression.

The body knows when it is ready.

i don’t even know what to call this, but it’s fucked up. the idea that a person's physical reactions are more indicative of their desires or state of being than their thoughts or words.

When Iphegin’s room was cleared out and his kithara given to one of the new boys,

so they just completely got rid of him, because someone else pushed him and he got a scar. do you think he lived? what happens if he doesn’t have legal personhood but is deemed unfit as a slave? execution?

‘He was named for Iphegenia, the most-loyal. But they don’t remember your name if you fall.’

SOMEONE ELSE PUSHED HIM. there is no coherent logic of justice here. there doesn't need to be, with how they've conditioned these people.

‘I’m to be Kastor’s welcome when he returns from Delpha.’ He said Kastor’s name with its honorific, as all slaves did when they spoke of those above them, Kastor-exalted.

it’s interesting that pacat didn’t write the honorific into the dialogue, but specified that it was there.

It had never made sense that Kallias was being trained for Kastor. Yet for some reason the Keeper of the Royal Slaves had decreed that his finest slave-in-training should go not to the heir, or the King, but to Kastor.

yeah i think the reason is that the keeper knows kastor is about to kill his dad and brother

‘Damianos doesn’t take male slaves.’ ‘Sometimes he—’ ‘I don’t have your colouring,’ Kallias said, and he opened his eyes, reaching up to put his finger around a curl of Erasmus’s hair.

this isn’t getting a “damen likes blondes” tally

A full performance of The Fall of Inachtos was four hours, and the Hypenor was six, so that every spare moment was spent in internal recitation.

forced repetition, memorization, and recital of prescribed literature.

But that night, he let his mind drift to other poems

good.

In the female gardens, of course, pins were more common. The tastes of the King and his two sons ran along predictable lines.

i don’t want to think about the female gardens

Erasmus was aware of the lingering responsiveness of his body, which he could not touch himself.

denial of bodily autonomy and intimate activities, specifically with one’s self.

Some days he liked it. He liked the ache of it. He liked the feeling that he was denying himself something to please his Prince. It felt strict, virtuous.

makes sense, given the strategic abuse he’s faced. which is fucked up.

He knew . . . he knew the Prince had many slaves. The attendants spoke of this with approval. The Prince had healthy appetites, and took lovers frequently, slaves and nobles too, when the need was on him. That was good. He was liberal with his affections, and a King should always have a large retinue. He knew the Prince’s eye tended to roam, that he was always pleased by something new, that his slaves were looked after, kept in permanent style, while his eye, roaming, frequently fell on new conquests. He knew that when he wanted men, the Prince rarely took slaves. He was more likely to come from the arena with his blood up and pick out some display fighter. There was a gladiator from Isthima who had lasted in the arena for twelve minutes against the Prince before he’d fallen to him, and had spent six hours in the Prince’s chambers, after. He was told those stories too. And of course he only had to choose a fighter and they would yield to him as any slave, for he was the son of the King.

damen’s development throughout the series really is incredible, both in terms of execution and the amount of development that occurred while still feeling believable

What it would be like, to be the receptacle for the Prince’s pleasure?

like you're an object, not a person.

Kallias sang the ballad of Iphegenia, who had loved her master so much that she waited for him though she knew what it meant to do so

using “history” to reinforce instilled values.

‘I want to be taken across the ocean. I want to see other lands. I want to see Isthima, and Cortoza, I want to see the place where Iphegenia waited, the great palace where Arsaces gave himself to a lover,’ he said, recklessly. The yearning inside him crested. ‘I want—to feel what it is to—’ ‘Live in the world,’ said Kallias.

The space between their bodies felt clouded and hot. He understood why those three places on his body were forbidden to him, because all of them began to ache.

Festival food for everyone: the ceremonies of First Night eclipsed anything he had seen in the gardens of Nereus, the height of a slave’s career.

and how fucking bleak is that

Tarchon said, ‘He is fit for a King. I always questioned Adrastus’s decision to send him to Kastor.’

at least there’s some kastor shade in this story. insulting that guy never gets old

Kallias laughed, the sound uneven. ‘Tell me again that we’ll be together. That you’ll serve the Prince and I’ll serve his brother. Tell me how it will be.’ ‘I don’t understand.’ ‘Then I will teach you,’ said Kallias, and kissed him.

seems like kallias figured it out

Standing two paces away, Kallias was holding Erasmus’s golden pin in his hand where he’d torn it from the silk.

oh.

‘You can’t serve the Prince now, you’re tainted.’ The words were sharp, jagged. ‘You’re tainted. You could scrub at it for hours and you’d never wash it off.’

‘You said you wanted to cross the ocean,’ said Kallias.

this... hits a little too close to some things for me. but i get what the story is saying, and i appreciate it, and it is very sad that this was the best option. i guess i'll just say that if you think any of those kinds of abusive indoctrination and conditioning tactics are normal and happening in your life, they're not normal, and they should not be happening. you deserve better. and you probably won't listen to me or even recognize that at all, because this is real life and institutions like this one do exist and entire lives go to waste and unlike in fiction you can't care about someone hard enough to change that if they don't care about themselves. anyway.

He would never wear a pin, but he would make an excellent table attendant, and perhaps a trainer himself one day, patient with the younger boys.

oh my god the trainers are slaves too.

Astacos said he saw soldiers speaking with Adrastus, asking for the names of all the slaves who belonged to Damianos. Everyone wearing a lion pin was taken away. That’s where we thought you’d be. Not here with us.

so i think kallias did what he did because he knew kastor’s plans and wanted to save erasmus’s life. but i also think, not even considering that, there’s a subtler implication of the tragedy of this existence, in which the closest thing to freedom is excommunication. it’s one thing to leave because you know it’s the right thing to do, even if it’s hard, and that’s not something people groomed and abused under these conditions would be able to just do. but to be sabotaged, in this case, is liberation. i think this story would have been just as effective, if not more effective, if it hadn’t involved kastor’s plot at all. an alternate conclusion: kallias drank the kool aid like erasmus and everyone else for his entire life, was the best of the best and sent to the prince, but then faced abuse and the harsh reality of kastor’s cruelty when serving him. he realizes that this is fucked up and tries to spare erasmus from the same fate, and the sadism from kallias is implied both in his dialogue and appearance, but erasmus himself does not understand. that would be effective without the twist of literally saving erasmus’s life because kastor is going to kill damianos's slaves. because when they're living like this, they don't even have lives to lose in the first place.

It occurred to him, stupidly, that Kallias would know what was happening, that he should ask Kallias, and that was when the screams began.

do you think kallias lived? kastor didn’t kill his own slaves, right? i feel like the story is trying to tell me that kallias dies here, but it doesn’t make sense why that would happen.

final thoughts:

again, i think this honestly would have worked better if the ending had not been the inciting events of capri, but either the implication that as kastor’s slave kallias would live a life experiencing sadism and physical abuse, or erasmus learning that kallias took his own life. i don’t know, i just think i want this to go harder on the institution, rather than this specific situation. yes, damen treated his slaves “well,” but i think the idea of kastor not doing so makes a lot of sense. and if the conclusion is “this system puts cruel people in positions where they can abuse people without free will,” rather than “kastor is bad and killed slaves even though they did nothing wrong,” it just works a lot better for me. i think this story is working on both levels, partially to tie it into the main series, but also quite frankly because this is a sexual fantasy for some people. to me, it's horror and tragedy, and hits way too close to real-life institutions to ever be anything but that. i am guessing that this story was written before prince's gambit and king's rising, where the series's stances become a lot more pronounced and the slave kink stuff becomes almost irrelevant.

the story is well-written, is saying something, and i don't think it's bad. upsetting fiction is not bad fiction. and the world building here does provide more context to the main series. but yeah, i don't see myself reading this short story ever again.

[adenctm]

dont know yet how i ruined the best thing in my life

[ace-and-the-rpg-horrors]

doing nucleic acid in Biology rn and it's SO confusing. not the work, that's surprisingly easy

but every time the teacher says "adenine" i think i'm being called because the first bit's my actual NAME. pronounced like it too

[lexa-griffins]

How did Madi come into firefighter Clarke and Lexa's lives? Did she have trouble fitting in with her new family especially since they already have baby Aden?

Madi finds Lexa and Clarke as a temporary placement after the house her foster mom lived went up in flames. It wasn't a horrible place but Madi wasn't also being given more than the bare minimum there and she barely had a relationship with her foster parent despite being there since for nearly a year, her parents having died three years before in a car accident where she was the only survivor - both incidents being related with fire, so you can see why Madi does not like open flames. She gets really close to Clarke really quick since she is the one who makes sure Madi is okay after the fire and Clarke herself has a really hard time letting go of her so with a few calls to both Lexa and a social services worker, Madi is placed with them temporarily, its the same area and it means Madi doesn't have to change schools, having just started first grade.

It doesn't take long for that temporary placement to turn into "What do you think of us adopting you and you staying here?". Madi doesn't really have trouble fitting in because of Aden or either Lexa or Clarke. Madi sees Clarke as a hero, she immediately becomes more attached to her than she was to her previous foster mom. She respects Lexa immensely, she's kind and patient but also gives Madi's life a structure it never really had that she can remember. And Madi loves Aden. If she was to be placed anywhere else Aden would have been the hardest goodbye because she just adores that little boy, he's constantly wanting to play with her and he gives the best hugs.

What makes Madi have some trouble fitting in is how independent she is. Not that that's bad, but at six years old, there are a lot of things she refuses help for, despite not doing things correctly. Not only that but contesting bedtime by purposefully trying to stay awake, refusing to eat because she wants something for dinner Lexa and Clarke dont even buy, etc. She lacks a lot of structure and schedule that Lexa and Clarke have by nature of their upbringing as military kids and because of Clarke's military past and Lexa's self appointment routine. And because they are also raising Aden inside those routine he is more acclimated to it, and its sometimes hard not to have little fights with Madi when she refuses to listen to them at all and constantly reminds them they are not her real moms so they cant tell her what to do which frustrates both women who are so used to following orders (the one thing she doesnt do is say Aden isn't her brother. Nor does she ever treat him badly, she's always very gentle with him, which give clexa hope that she does want to stay with them and hopefully things will settle down in the future)

[cosmicnyan]

it's not a sandbox map, it's the experimental map called "Mirror". i don't know what it's for other than being a good way of seeing your avatar in 3rd person-ish

most awesome pic ever

got my sona model in bonelab hehe

may update it a bit later since it's kinda jank but i got walking and the extra arms Functioning using the power of rotation constraints, which for the legs looks alot better than the vrc implementation i did using animations. i still think the animator solution from my vrc model looks better for the arms due to distinct posing though (i could still implement that if i want to i think? idk i'll consider it)

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

Hi! I'd love to drop some thoughts on cowboy!reader.

I think they get tattoos that are symbolic of things/people that mean a lot to them. No fear of the permanence, because cowboy knows that if something means that much to you at one point in time, it'll always be a part of you anyways, tattoo or not.

So basically i can see the whole team discovering that cowboy!reader is half covered in tattoos (maybe on a really hot climate case etc) and they're like what do all those mean?! and cowboy is like well, i have one for each of y'all. then they all of course feel a need to guess which ones are representative of them. maybe only then do they realise just how much of an impact they've had on him. idk.

much love,

-🦕 anon (if that's available of course)

No warnings, also I love this idea so yeah! Also we're going to pretend that the 'plot' makes sense aha

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It was ridiculously hot, you honestly felt like you were melting (and this coming from you, so it was ridiculously hot). And then a police officer bumps into you, spilling his freshly made (and very hot) coffee onto you whilst you were making your way to the briefing room set up for the case.

You huffed as you walked in, trying to get the shirt as far away from you as possible without actually taking it off. "Someone spilt coffee on me," You pouted, JJ chuckled slightly.

"You're going to need to change shirts," She said, as she was closest she fished through your go-bag, grabbing a shirt and throwing it at you. You caught it, shooting her a grin as you did so.

"Shirtless warning," You warned, they all rolled their eyes at your laziness to find a secluded place to change shirts. You quickly removed your shirt as you then tried to find the opening for your other shirt.

"Since when did you have tattoos?" Morgan asks with a grin.

You turned to him, "For a while now," You shrugged.

"What do they all mean?" Spencer asked, tilting his head.

"They've all got different meanin's," You said. "Some of them are for the people I've met and have impacted me, others are just pretty,"

"Pretty?" Morgan grinned.

"Yeah, pretty."

Spencer looked at your tattoos before pointing at one. A small black bird on your chest.

"Who's that one for?"

"That one's for my baby brother Aden," You grin, "When he was a kid he used to make me sing Blackbird when he was scared,"

"Have you got any for us?" Spencer asked curiously.

"Yep," You said, "I've got one for each of y'all,"

"Seriously?" Emily's eyes widen when you nod again.

"Of course," You said, "Y'all mean a lot to me,"

"Can we guess?"

"Sure," You grin.

There was silence for a moment as you stood awkwardly whilst the team's gazes travelled your chest and back, searching for tattoos that could be linked to the team.

"Is- Is that one mine?" Spencer asked, pointing to the small chess piece on your torso, a pawn with a shadow of the queen piece.

You nod, "Yep,"

"Why the queen shadow?"

"You're a whole lot more vital to this team than you give yourself credit for," You shrug, Spencer blushes.

"This one has to be mine!" Penelope chimes, pointing at the tattoo of her favourite octopus mug. "You seriously got this tattooed onto your skin forever?!"

"Yeah, why?"

"It's on there forever,"

"It's a reminder," You said. Seeing the slightly confused look on her face, you continued, "It's a reminder that you had an impact on my life, that you meant so much to me that I wanted that remind with me, forever."

"You're so sappy," Morgan laughed, you rolled your eyes. "Wait, is this one mine?" You looked, he was pointing to the small MP3 player with a set of headphones and you nod.

"Uh-huh," You said, "You take them everywhere, it couldn't have been anything else," Morgan rolled his eyes slightly.

"Who's is this one?" Emily asked, pointing at the fountain pen.

"Hotch," You answered, "His favourite pen is the fountain pen Haley got him one Christmas,"

"Oh! Oh! This one has to be Emily's!" Garcia exclaimed, pointing to the small black cat. "It's Sergio!" You laughed as you confirmed.

"What about this one?" Reid asks, pointing to the small butterfly. "Is that one for one of us?" You nodded.

"I got that for JJ," You said with a shrug, pink dusting over your cheeks, "She told me she collected butterflies when she was young,"

"When did you get it?" JJ asked softly, staring at it. It was a Palos Verdes Blue Butterfly, a rare and beautiful butterfly.

"Bout a year ago," You said with a shrug, "That conversation made me realise-"

That I had fallen in love with you.

"That I belonged on the team," You said, giving a small crooked smile.

"Wait, is mine a plate of pasta-?" Rossi asked. You grinned at him sheepishly.

[talktomeinclexa]

Monsters Among Us

By: TalktomeinClexa

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic violence, Blood and Injuries, Death

Status: WIP (8/10)

Summary: South of France, May 1767. A large beast has been terrorizing the province of Gévaudan for nearly three years, preying on lone boys and girls tending their livestock. The press, idle since the end of the Seven Years’ War, loses itself in conjecture based on the witnesses’ descriptions. What is to blame? A pack of man-eating wolves, a lion, a hyena escaped from a zoo…? Exasperated by the creature’s growing streak of victims and refusal to die, Louis XV dispatches Lexa Woods to the area. After all, who better than a monster hunter to kill a beast that bullets fail to slow down?

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Chapter 8: The Hunt

“Jordan’s gone,” Harper repeated when her declaration was met with bemused silence. “He must have woken up during the night because he wasn’t in his bed this morning. No one has seen him.”

Lexa didn’t need to catch Clarke’s eyes to know what she was thinking. Despite the beat’s apparent success, the threat remained in Gevaudan. If Jordan had been taken, it was only a matter of hours, days at best, before his mangled body was found.

Harper looked imploringly at Clarke, leading Lexa to wonder how much she knew about the supposed ordinary healer. More than either of them had realized, it seemed, because Clarke’s eyes, too, bulged out in surprise when Harper retrieved a small, brown shirt from one of her pockets.

“It’s Jordan’s. I thought it might help you find him,” she said, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

“Harper, I…” Clarke stuttered, too stunned to deny the unspoken assumption.

“I don’t care, Clarke.” Harper shook her head. “Please, find my boy. It’s all that matters.”

The silence that followed could have lasted a day, although realistically it wasn’t more than a few seconds. Clarke stared at Harper, hesitant to confirm her nature. Aden glanced worryingly at all of them and made himself smaller. Niylah had to have told him to keep his abilities a secret from humans, and he knew too well the danger supernatural creatures faced when found out. Lexa watched the scene, waiting for Clarke to make a decision.

That didn’t take too long. Despite the danger, Clarke would never refuse to help a friend, nor could she let an innocent child die.

“I’ll do everything I can.”

While Harper closed her eyes and sagged with relief, Clarke quietly glanced at Lexa, not wanting to reveal a secret that wasn’t hers. They knew each other enough by then not to need words, and Lexa nodded at her silent request. “I’ll help.”

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[corrupter16]

AU lore stuff for Kinito and Aden!!

(Gonna draw Kinito soon, just gimme a few😭)

[Personality]

Kinito - usually laid back, can be persistent, can be friendly, can and will break the 4th wall, only gets embarrassed in specific situations

Aden - chatty, can be nice/friendly, can get embarrassed in general, may break the 4th wall, "Speak before think" kinda mf

[Sexuality]

Kinito - pan/demiromantic

Aden - GAY ASF™

[Abilities]

Kinito - shift into humanoid form and true physical form, make those 3 weird shapes appear and disappear, move gill thingies on head depending on emotion, code specific things when given the chance, show mouth whenever wanted

Aden - shift into humanoid form and true physical form, move frills depending on emotion, show mouth whenever wanted

[Pronouns]

Kinito - he/they

Aden - he/they/it

[gender]

Kinito - male

Aden - male

[Height]

Kinito - 2 ft in base/normal form, 7'7" ft in  humanoid form, 10 ft in true physical form

Aden - 2 ft in base/normal form, 7 ft in  humanoid form, 15 ft in true physical form

[Thoughts on each other?]

Kinito - "Aden's alright. He's nice, that's for sure, but just by thinking of him, I get this... odd feeling. Is that normal when thinking of others or is it just me?"

Aden - "Kinito? Oh, he's my favorite person to talk to! Jade and Sam are alright, but I'm especially comfortable when around Kinito, since I can just be myself around him whenever I want! He's chill about it to, which I'm glad about! But I have a bit of crush on him, and it makes it hard for me to tell him about it... wait- YOU HEARD NOTHING!!"

(MORE THAN LIKELY WILL ADD SOME EXTRA INFO BOUT THESE TWO)