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And that kids is, how I met your mother

Hi everyone! I'm so happy you liked my work 'And that kids is how I met your mother'. Since you all liked the background story of her family so much, I decided to introduce you all to Y/N's chaotic family, the Order of the Dark Knights! Consider it a gift from me! The next part of my fic will be coming soon but until then please enjoy and let me know your thoughts and comments on this because I worked hard on this.

The Order of the Dark Knights

"Family isn't always blood. Family is who you carry with you forever. It's the people who knew you and accepted you and believed in you before anyone else did or when no one else would. And no matter what happens, you'll always love them. Nothing can ever change that.

Y/Father's Name

"If I know what love is, it is because of you."

Position.

Leader of the Order of the Dark Knights, a feared gang in Ketterdam.

Former heir of a prestigious Ravkan noble aristocratic family

Former Seargent Major in the Ravkan Army.

Dangerous Criminal and mastermind who has no limitations.

Politician in the Merchant Council

Businessman of his legitimate criminal organization empire.

Alias and Nicknames

The Grim Reaper

The Destroyer of Worlds

The Bringer of Destruction

The Devil

Mr. Y/Father's Last Name

Soldier Boy (Affectionately named by Sebastian Dante)

Tragic Crime Lord (Mockingly used by his friends)

Onion

Pineapple (Because being called these annoys him)

Daddy

Talents and Skills

Highly intelligent, professional, and pragmatic.

Business management

Military training

Strategic and tactful.

Calm and cold, prefers not to be emotional.

Leadership

Manipulation

Deduction

Cunning and resourceful.

Combat and marksmanship proficiency.

Prefers not to hurt innocent civilians

Famous for

Mass murder

Organized crime

Torture

Robbery

Blackmail

Kidnapping and abduction

Freeing indentured and enslaved people.

Bribery

Assault and battery

Name a crime and he and his team has done it.

Humiliating Pekka Rollins by always being one step ahead of him.

Threatening the Darkling and fighting against him to protect Maya Sharma's location.

Blackmailing and intimidating the Darkling to stay away from Maya and his crew.

Carrying out an assassination of a high-ranking councilor and the King's best friend.

Carrying out an assassination of the Queen of Shu and her husband.

Carrying out an assassination of one of the former Grimjer King in the Fjerdan Royal Family.

Carrying out an assassination of a filthy, dirty mercher who had twisted views on Grisha and women.

Stealing the Crown of the King from the Great Palace along with many valuable paintings, documents, and jewelry that was named the Grand Heist without being noticed or taking a single shot but did blow up the ridiculous lawn and the dome of the palace just for fun.

Carrying out a heist to rescue the daughter of the prominent Minister of Trade in Novyi Zemeni by gatecrashing her wedding and helping her escape from marrying an eighty-five-year-old man.

Carrying out an assassination on the Minister of Foreign Policy in Novyi Zem who had radical and dangerous ideas of diplomacy bordering on war.

Stealing valuable paintings and sculptures and selling them to the highest bidder.

Shooting a drunk man who abused his wife and his children daily.

Stealing valuable treasures from all over the world.

When Pekka Rollins threatened him, your father responded by pouring pigs blood all over Pekka Rollins who was at a public event.

For being an incredibly annoying asshole who many want to punch.

For outsmarting many crime families and criminals that got close to killing him.

Loves

Doing crime and looking good doing it.

Riding horses and taking care of them.

Smoking

Drinking

Scheming the downfall of his enemies.

Spending time with his friends and family.

Playing pranks with his son on his best friends and listening to him, talking to him, and teasing him about girls.

Holding his daughter in his arms, having tea parties and braiding her hair, and doing anything to see her smile and laugh happily.

Playing cards and laughing with his found family.

Watching his son and daughter grow up and being there for both of them.

Treasures

His found family

His daughter and son

His criminal empire and his kruge.

His pocket watch

His cigarette lighter.

His gun.

His son's flowers.

His daughter's art and essays.

Songs

Legend by the Score - Here we go, here we go. It's my turn to make history. Here we go, here we go. When I'm gone they'll remember me.

Wanted Man by Royal Deluxe - I'm a wanted man. I got blood on my hands. Do you understand? I'm a wanted man.

Red Right Hand by Nick Cave and the Seeds - You'll see him in your nightmares, you'll see him in your dreams. He'll appear out of nowhere but he ain't what he seems.

Family Line by Conan Gray - Oh, all that I did to try to undo it, All of my pain and all your excuses. I was a kid but I wasn't clueless. Someone who loves you wouldn't do this. All of my past, I tried to erase it. But now I see, would I even change it? Might share a face and share a last name, but we are not the same

Achilles Come Down by Gangs of Youth - Today, of all days, see how the most dangerous thing is to love. How you will heal and you'll rise above. Crowned by an overture bold and beyond. Ah, it's more courageous to overcome

Light by Sleeping at Last - I'll give you everything I have, I'll teach you everything I know. I promise I'll do better. I will always hold you close but I will learn to let you go. I promise I'll do better. I will soften every edge, I'll hold the world to its best. And I'll do better. With every heartbeat I have left I will defend your every breath. And I'll do better

Famous Quote

"When I sleep, I have a dream. And in my dream, someone wants my crown."

Sebastian Dante

"If it's time to go, remember the best. Remember what you are leaving. My friends have always been the best of me."

Position.

Second in Command of the Order of the Dark Knights.

A former soldier in the Ravkan Army.

A dangerous sharpshooter who never misses a shot.

Godfather to Y/N, the daughter of the Leader of the Order of the Dark Knights.

Prankmaster General.

Best friend of Y/FN, the Leader of the Order of the Dark Knights.

Alias and Nicknames

The Ketterdam Bandit

Killer King

Charming Rogue

Seb

Baz

Bastian

Idiot

Moron

Fucker

Mischief maker

Prankster.

Talents and Skills

Highly intelligent

Military training

Strategic.

Manipulation

Combat and marksmanship proficiency.

Observant and stealthy

Gifted with the ability to assemble contraptions from spare parts.

Good at being the distraction.

Master of playing the idiot while pulling off clever ruses and telling half-truths and proving to be an effective liar.

Ruthless and resilient

Flirtatious and charming.

Adventurous, emotional, and unpredictable.

Gives good hugs.

Eccentric, tender, and playful with a childlike nature that talked to children as equals, acknowledged their issues, and has compassion and love for them, helping them out if they are upset and scared.

Hopeful, optimistic, brave, and trustworthy.

Self-sacrificing and loyal until the very end.

Famous for

Mass murder

Organized crime

Torture

Robbery

His endless charm

Kidnapping and abduction

Freeing indentured and enslaved people.

Assault and battery

Shooting people in style.

Memorable Moments

Flirting with literally everyone to get out of trouble. He brags that he almost seduced your father to his friends but nobody believes him until one day, Sebastian winks charmingly and dramatically at your father, and your father grins and winks back. Everyone loses their shit and chaos ensue.

Disobeying your father's orders by taking you to Ketterdam on the first days you were found. You were being pushed in a stroller by Sebastian, Yuri, and David when a bunch of men who had a vendetta against them chased them down. Yuri stayed back to distract the men but some of the men got past him and chased Sebastian and David who split up. Some men chased David who had the stroller in his hands which fell down a couple of stairs revealing just a blanket and pillows. You were relatively safe with Sebastian who was being chased by a couple of other men who shot at him. He grew very angry at the idiots shooting at you and using violence in front of the baby and kept you aside safely, and shot them all, killing them.

Playing spectacular pranks on the rival gangs, especially on Pekka Rollins.

Pekka Rollins would come back home to find his home flooded with soapy bubbles. Sebastian would glue a donkey onto the roof of Pekka's club. He'd glue the furniture onto the ceiling. Portraits that had been in the same spots for a long time were suddenly replaced by different portraits. Every wall of the Dime Lions' place would be painted hot pink. Replacing Pekka's shampoo with bright yellow and turquoise dye. As the pranks increased, Pekka was paranoid that one of his ancestors was displeased with him, and the Dime Lions grew scared that it was the spirits of those they killed taking revenge.

Being mistaken as your father's husband many times all around the world and is very proud of it. He pretends to be married to your father to get whatever he wants and puts it on your father's tab.

Being the only one who can get your father to eat a decent meal and sleep for a proper amount of hours.

Screaming in happiness and bursting into tears when your father asked him to be your godfather.

Being a very loving godfather who cried in joy when you took your first step, said your first word, and wailed when you went to school.

Loves

Scheming and playing pranks on friends and enemies alike.

Drinking, dancing, and gambling

Styling his hair and looking at himself in the mirror.

Babysitting his goddaughter and his nephew.

Spending time with his friends and family.

Teasing his friends, especially your father.

Kissing his husband and boasting about how awesome his husband is.

Treasures

His best friend and brother, Y/FN.

His husband and his best friends.

His goddaughter and his nephew.

His precious revolvers.

His cool coat. (Your father thinks it looks silly but Sebastian thinks he looks very handsome in it.)

A bottle of whisky. ("Y/FN, stop reminding me of the reason I drink every night)

Your ideas for pranks and everything about you.

Songs

You're My Best Friend by Queen - Oh, you're the best friend that I ever had. I've been with you such a long time. You're my sunshine. And I want you to know that my feelings are true. I really love you.

Good Old-Fashioned Loverboy by Queen - I'd like for you and I to go romancing. Say the word, your wish is my command.

Monsters in the Dark by Mykey - And a single step is all it takes. Over oceans, all emotions, I feel trapped under the weight. Can’t keep my head above water long enough to say that I love and miss you dearly more and more after each day.

Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush - And if I only could I'd make a deal with God and I'd get Him to swap our places. Be runnin' up that road, Be runnin' up that hill, Be runnin' up that building

Long Live by Taylor Swift - Long live the walls we crashed through, how the kingdom lights shined just for me and you. I was screaming, "Long live all the magic we made". And bring on all the pretenders, I'm not afraid. Long live all the mountains we moved, I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you. I was screaming, "Long live the look on your face" and bring on all the pretenders. One day we will be remembered

O' Children by Nick Cave and the Seeds - Pass me that lovely little gun, my dear, my darling one. The cleaners are coming, one by one. You don't even want to let them start.

Famous Quote

I'll be a story in your head. But that's okay. We're all stories in the end. Just make it a good one. Because it was, you know? It was the best.

Minjun Park

"There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves. It is not my nature."

Position.

Legal and Business Advisor of the Order of the Dark Knights.

Closest confidante regarding the schemes and heists.

Respected Alumni and Scholar of the University of Ketterdam.

Uncle to you and your brother.

Happily married to his wife, Ari.

Head negotiator in charge of negotiating with rival gangs and other business parties.

Talented swordsman and sharpshooter.

Alias and Nicknames

The Wordsmith.

The Checkmate

Silvertongue

Trickster

Moonpie (Nickname affectionately given by his best friends)

Minnie (Sebastian nearly died when he said this nickname)

Know - It - All

Smartass

Baby boy

Mom (Minjun has simply resigned himself to being called the mom of the group)

Talents and Skills

Highly intelligent, logical, creative and strategic.

Combat and marksmanship proficiency.

Observant.

Knowledgeable in many areas of expertise.

Well-read and well-dressed.

Good communication skills in speaking, writing, and understanding Shu, Suli, Ravkan, Kerch, Kaelish, and Fjerdan.

Patient and persuasive.

Adaptable and assertive.

Ruthless and resourceful.

Conflict resolution and value proposition.

Decision-making and problem-solving.

Ruthless and resourceful.

Trustworthy and kind.

Curious

Famous for

Mass murder

Organized crime

Torture

Robbery

Blackmail

Kidnapping and abduction

Assault and battery

Memorable Moments

Powerful negotiation skills that have the element of surprise.

Saving his friends from trouble by taking advantage of the loopholes in the law.

Defeating opponents with well-chosen words, philosophy, and reverse psychology.

Slamming a man's head on the table until blood was all he could see just for insulting his wife.

Calling a city-wide 'missing persons' search with speeches, pamphlets, notices, posters, and appeals whenever his friends' favorite things go missing such as when David's favorite pillow went missing.

Discussing the likelihood of Vasily becoming a good king within earshot of the Queen of Ravka and Prince Vasily.

Teaching you and your brother rude Latin phrases under the pretense that it's Shu.

When he heard that the King of Ravka was giving a speech to allies gathered together in Ravka for a conference, he found a way to get his hands on his speech that was written in highbrow Shu and edit it into a potentially offending and hilarious speech that everyone laughed out loudly until they cried when performed.

Punishing people for simply 'being in his way', 'breathing too loudly', 'existing', 'blinking four times in ten seconds', ' walking in front of them', and 'thinking that you were more fabulous than me'.

Telling his friends off for swearing in front of the children and once threatened to wash their mouths with soap and water.

Forces Sebastian to eat his vegetables if he wants dessert.

Carries Natalia to bed and tucks her in after a particularly tiring and exhausting mission.

Insists on changing his friends' bandages.

Always complaining about the mess in their place in Ketterdam. (Yuri, do you know what a wardrobe is?)

Fusses over Holly constantly.

Wiping the dirt off David's face with a handkerchief with a motherly sigh.

Comforts Ari and Maya when they find a hole in their clothes and sewing it right back up for them.

Nags your father to go to sleep and once drugged his coffee to get him to sleep.

Accompanies Adira to pray with her and gets her to eat when she is tired.

Gets very excited about his friends' accomplishments and boasts about it to anyone and everyone.

Loves

Reading books in the quiet of the library or his bedroom.

Spending time with his wife, talking with her, and listening to her play music.

Shopping for impeccable and well-tailored suits with Y/FN.

Taking his nephew and niece to gamble and playing cards with them. (Every time he goes with them, he wins a lot of money)

Cleaning the whole house, getting it spotless for the children.

Listening to his friends come up with the silliest ideas and spending time with them.

Putting up with his friends' shenanigans, pranks, and silly ideas because they were worse than children.

Encouraging your brother's and your love for learning by acknowledging and indulging their curiosity to experiment and explore new things.

Being fiercely sassy with your mother whenever she suggests that girls should be seen and not heard and boys shouldn't be so soft and sweet.

Treasures

His wonderful and intelligent wife, Ari.

His books.

His best friends.

Your brother and you.

His precious and stylish clothes.

His wine.

His money.

Your and your brother's accomplishments

Songs

Seventeen Going Under by Sam Fender - I was far too scared to hit him but I would hit him in a heartbeat now. That's the thing with anger. It begs to stick around. So it can fleece you of your beauty, and leave you spent with nowt to offer. Makes you hurt the ones who love you

Look What You Made Me Do by Taylor Swift - But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time. Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time. I got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined I check it once, then I check it twice, oh!

Teeth by 5 Seconds of Summer - Fight so dirty, but you love so sweet. Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth. Late night devil, put your hands on me. And never, never, never ever let go

Brother by Kodaline - We've taken different paths and traveled different roads. I know we'll always end up on the same one when we're old. And when you're in the trenches and you're under fire I will cover you.

Forest Fire by Brighton - I'm gonna carry your bones, I'm gonna carry them all, I'm gonna carry you home. And oh, I'm gonna bury these bones. I'm gonna write it in stone that you were my home, my home. How was I to know that you're my home? But now, I'm lost, so lost.

Soldier, Poet, King by Oh Hellos - There will come a poet whose weapon is His word. He will slay you with His tongue

Famous Quote

But no matter how far we venture into the unknown, the worse monsters are those that we bring with us.

Yuri Ivanov

"They are the weak ones. Because they'll never know love or friendship. They'll never know the beauty and happiness your friendship has brought to my life. And I feel sorry for them. "

Position.

Demolitions Expert and the Genius Inventor in the Order of the Dark Knights.

Happily married to his husband, Sebastian Dante.

Second favorite uncle of yours and your brother.

Alias and Nicknames

Angel of Death

Avalanche

Crossfire

Ivanov

Mad Hatter (Because his selection in hats is madly ridiculous)

Commander of Chaos

Bombass (Because his butt is da bomb according to his husband)

Sunshine

Sweetheart

Freckles

Bambi (Because he tripped down three flights of staircases and still walked fine)

Talents and Skills

Clever and imaginative.

Empathetic and kind

Can invent something out of anything random and different.

Passionate and outspoken.

Daring and brave.

Proficiency in combat and demolitions.

Resourceful.

Honest.

Has a vast range of knowledge regarding demolitions.

Talented in speaking Ravkan, Kerch, and Suli.

Flirtatious and charming.

Trustworthy and loyal.

Responsible.

Famous for

Mass murder

Vandalism and destruction of property.

Organized crime

Torture

Robbery

Kidnapping and abduction

Assault and battery

Memorable Moments

Blowing up everything spectacularly.

Building a shrine to Maya's hair.

Starting a new religion based on Sankta Adira with ceremonial robes, pamphlets, speeches, candles, notices, and a merchandise stall.

Bringing pornographic magazines to the library and the University of Ketterdam bookshops as an example of 'fine erotic literature,

Forging passionate ardent love letters to Pekka Rollins with the help of his friends pretending that it's from his ardent secret admirers in Ketterdam.

Forging letters from Pekka Rollins' mother expressing disgust for his dirty teeth and stupid beard.

Sending a get well soon card to Pekka Rollins every week. Pekka wasn't ill, Yuri just thought he could be a better person.

Sending toothpaste, toothbrushes, shaving cream, and a razor with a stink bomb and a glitter bomb in the care package sent to Pekka Rollins on his birthday, Valentine's Day, and Christmas Day.

Wearing a mourning veil for seven months when Pekka Rollin's beard was mysteriously shaved off.

Inventing a set of fireworks that formed into a dangerous crow that chased Pekka Rollins around Ketterdam leaving him and his Dime Lions with burns.

Decorating Ketterdam with banners and pictures of Sebastian on his birthday, his half birthday, his quarter birthday, the anniversary of his first crime, the anniversary of their marriage, and basically whenever he wants the world to know just how much he loves his husband.

Being undercover at Pekka's house with Ari when Pekka's wife went into labor. (Oh my water broke! Don't worry, we'll just get you a new one. Oh Saints, you mean your body water... that's much worse!)

Basically, after a lot of screaming, hyperventilating, and blood, Yuri and Ari managed to deliver Alby Rollins and get the fuck out of there. (I can't believe I witnessed and delivered that demon Rollin's child. Am I the godfather now?)

Loves

Long walks out in the country

Swimming and climbing trees.

Feeding ducks at the pond and having lazy and long picnics.

Playing fun games with you and your brother.

Going out shopping for his hats that get madder and madder each and every time.

Inventing new gadgets and building bombs.

Explaining his new inventions to you and your brother and teaching you two how to build bombs and grenades in a safe environment. (This resulted in one blowing up the chimney in one of the rooms. It was obvious that it didn't sit well with your father.)

Laughing and planning pranks with his husband Sebastian.

Challenging his best friends to drinking games and arm wrestling and losing.

Babysitting you and your brother with Uncle Sebastian.

Treasures

His wonderful and loving husband, Sebastian.

His books and chemistry set.

His best friends.

Your brother and you.

His hats.

His work.

The smiles and laughs of you and your brother.

Songs

Scrawny by Wallows - I say the wrong shit at the right times. If I'm offending them, I don't mind. Maybe they all should listen to me. It isn't all about what you see. Question though, how do I look to you? Am I so thin that you can see through?

Play with Fire by Sam Tinnesz ft Yacht Money - I love the smell of gasoline. I light the match to taste the heat. I've always liked to play with fire. Play with fire. I've always liked to play with fire

Born For This by The Score - We are the warriors, who learned to love the pain. We come from different places but have the same name. 'Cause we were born for this. We are the broken ones, who chose to spark a flame. Watch as our fire rages, our hearts are never tame. 'Cause we were, 'cause we were, 'cause we were, 'cause we were born for this. We were born for this.

Thunder by Imagine Dragons - Just a young gun with a quick fuse.I was uptight, wanna let loose. I was dreaming of bigger things and wanna leave my own life behind. Not a "Yes, sir", not a follower. Fit the box, fit the mold, have a seat in the foyer, take a number. I was lightning before the thunder

You Are Enough by Sleeping at Last - You're enough, you're enough, you're enough, you are enough. These little words, somehow they're changing us. You're enough, you're enough, you are enough. So we let our shadows fall away like dust

Young Hearts by Strange Talk - Remember all the memories and every little fantasy. Careless about destiny, destiny. We don't have the time to sleep. There's every possibility. We have got a history, history. We're young hearts. Look at us go! All we really need is a stereo. We're young hearts. Look at us go! There's no stopping us we will carry on

Someone to You by Banners - And if the sun starts setting, the sky goes cold. Then if the clouds get heavy and start to fall. I really need somebody to call my own. I wanna be somebody to someone. Someone to you

Famous Quote

Love me or hate me, both are in my favor. If you love me, I will always be in your heart. If you hate me, I will always be in your mind.

David Lebedev

"Home is not where you are from, but where you are wanted."

Position.

Weapons master in the Order of the Dark Knights

Secret Weapon of the Order of the Dark Knights.

Head of recruitment and training in the Order of the Dark Knights.

Former Stadwatch Captain

Loving and devoted uncle to you and your brother.

Alias and Nicknames

Bloodhound

Wicked Prince

The Inhumane

The Dark Wizard

The Mad Freak

Genesis

Uncle Davy

Davy Boy

Wonder Boy

Dancing King

Angel

Sire

Prat

Talents and Skills

Strong and courageous

Loyal and stubborn

Kind and understanding

Combat, strategy, and marksmanship proficiency.

Gifted in speaking, writing, and understanding Shu, Kerch, Ravkan, Suli, and Fjerdan.

A shapeshifter

Super speed

Super strength

Good sense of direction

Can understand animals

Protective of the people he cares

Good intuition

Gentle and calm

Famous for

Mass murder

Organized crime

Torture

Robbery

Kidnapping and abduction

Assault and battery

Confusing, distracting, and taking down the enemies with his super speed, super strength, and shape-shifting.

Memorable Moments

Transforming himself into people's worst fears.

Transforming himself into people and things that people love to cheer them up.

Knocking out a giant muscled man unconscious with one punch.

Doing chores and finishing fights with super speed.

Having a soft spot for animals and adopting any animal he saw.

Adopting cats, dogs, cows, birds, horses, a monkey, and your father had to put his foot down when David was ready to adopt an elephant. It simply could not be allowed.

Taking animal form and talking to animals to find out information and secrets.

Starting a Ketterdam Animal Shelter and founding the Ketterdam Animal Welfare and Protection Association.

Has an entire pocket dedicated to chocolate and protects it with his life.

If everyone in Ketterdam hears, "WHO THE FUCK ATE MY CHOCOLATE?", it is common practice to hide and run for their lives. Good luck, you bastards.

Transforming to be a cat to sneak into Pekka's office and listen to his conversations and made a mess of his office.

Transforming into a dog to relieve himself on Pekka's shoes and bite Pekka very hard.

Transforming himself into a horse to throw Pekka Rollins off his back and trample him.

Transforming into Pekka Rollins when Rollins was out of the country and giving ridiculous orders and orders that were advantageous to your father.

The Dime Lions are horrified to find their leader flirting with the leader of the Order of the Dark Knights and many of them faint at the sight of Pekka Rollins kissing Maya's hand, bowing before Adira, complimenting Natalia and Ari, high-fiving Holly and snogging Sebastian and Yuri and sweet talking Minjun. Pekka Rollins comes back to Kerch to find the Dime Lions considerably horrified and concerned that he has made a fool of himself in front of every criminal gang and citizen in Ketterdam.

Transforming into normal and ordinary citizens or members of gangs when he needed to hide from being chased. (Have you seen that inhumane brat, David? I've never heard of this David but he sounds amazing.)

Gets everyone to practice drills for fighting. Doesn't matter if it's a day off. (GET UP YOU LAZY SCUM! TIME FOR PRACTICES! David, it's literally 4 on Christmas morning, how the fuck did you get inside our house? DOESN'T MATTER, YOUR ENEMY NEVER TAKES A BREAK AND NEITHER SHOULD YOU!)

Made a fake map and spread rumors claiming that the trail in it led to the lost treasure of the Fjerdan Royal Family which fell into the hands of Pekka Rollins who followed it relentlessly but it actually led to a shady pub in Shu Han.

Challenging other gangs to settle their conflicts with each other only by interpretive dance-offs and remembered for their amazing dance moves.

Loves

Playing pranks on his friends by shapeshifting into different forms and tricking them.

Running races with you and your brother.

Eating sweet treats and good food with you.

Listening to gossip and sharing his own gossip with his friends and spending time with them.

Competing with the rest of your uncles and aunts to win your and your brother's favor by spoiling both of you with the best of presents.

Scolding anyone who dares to use a weapon or filthy language within the vicinity of children.

Going shopping with you for dresses and art supplies.

Dancing with everyone to the music and dedicating many dances to you as he twirls you around, smiling at your beaming face.

Playing childish games with you and your brother.

Helping you and your brother prank the rest of your aunts and uncles.

Treasures

The dances he has with you and the rest of his friends.

The art you draw and paint for him especially a portrait of him.

His best friends.

Animals.

Your brother and you.

His position in the Order of the Dark Knights

Songs

We Will Rock You by Queen - Buddy, you're a young man, hard man, shouting in the street, gonna take on the world someday. You got blood on your face, you big disgrace, waving your banner all over the place. We will, we will rock you, sing it! We will, we will rock you

Could Have Been Me by The Struts - I wanna taste love and pain, Wanna feel pride and shame. I don't wanna take my time, don't wanna waste one line. I wanna live better days, never look back and say it could have been me. It could have been me, yeah

Angel with a Shotgun by The Cab - Well baby, you are all that I adore. If love is what you need, a soldier I will be.

Dog Days are Over by Florence and the Machine - Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father. Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers. Leave all your love and your longing behind. You can't carry it with you if you want to survive.

Yellow by Coldplay - Your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones turn into something beautiful. And you know, you know I love you so. You know I love you so.

Home by Dotan - The sound of the wind is whispering in your head. Can you feel it coming back? Through the warmth, through the cold, keep running till we're there. We're coming home now, we're coming home now

Famous Quote

I am looking out for you. I am protecting you. It is my duty.

Maya Sharma

"Girls like us are born in a storm. We have lightning in our souls, thunder in our hearts, and chaos in our bodies."

Position.

The most powerful and dangerous Grisha in the Order of the Dark Knights

Advisor regarding Grisha powers and politics in the Order of the Dark Knights.

Former prisoner in the Ravkan palace.

A dangerous Grisha targeted and wanted by many.

Darkling's lover who faked her death once she understood his plans to weaponize her but was caught by him in the end and trapped in Ravka to stop her.

Beautiful and kind aunt to you and your brother.

Alias and Nicknames

Enchantress

The Monstrous Magician

Dangerous Duchess

Wicked Witch

Abominable Angel

The Sorceress without a Home

Bitch

Epitome of Evil

Maya Darling

Sharma

Mayflower

Amethyst

Violet (Because of her entrancing purple eyes)

Mai

MiMi

May

Princess

Queen Maya

Mazie

Girl Boss

Witch (Affectionately used by her friends)

Marigold

Talents and Skills

The immortal and ancient creature who has lived for centuries.

Indomitable

Loyal and courageous

Intelligent and cunning

Combat, strategy, and marksmanship proficiency.

A dangerous Grisha who possesses the powers of a squaller, a heartrender, a healer, an inferni, a fabrikator, and a tidemaker.

Gifted in speaking, writing, and understanding Kerch, Ravkan, Suli, Shu, Kaelish, and Fjerdan.

Powerful and ambitious

Willing to do what is necessary.

Rational and analytical

Confident

Caring

Ruthless

Protective of those she cares about and those who are misunderstood and innocent.

Hides her emotions from the rest of the world

Displays outstanding leadership qualities

Famous for

Mass murder

Organized crime

Torture

Robbery

Kidnapping and abduction

Blackmail

Assault and battery

Smuggling and freeing Grisha from the grip of the Darkling.

Planning and engaging in secret missions to ensure the safety of Grisha in Ketterdam, freeing them from being transported to Fjerda and rescuing them from the grip of Shu Han.

Her enormous and dangerous powers frighten the enemies.

Memorable Moments

Painting murals of the Order of the Dark Knights in front of the Dime Lions' territory.

Telling new recruits to the Order of the Dark Knights that the only way to be allowed and accepted as a true member is to perform the ritual involving pouring blood over themselves and then performing Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet from the rooftops of the Church of Barter in a white dressing gown.

Creating a map that showed her closest friends where everyone's exact positions were at that moment in time and identified individuals by name even those who are strangers but locked it by a password.

Playing strip poker, strip chess, strip marbles, and strip roulette.

Founding Secret Santa in Ketterdam for queer kids and people so that they get gifts on Christmas, even if it's not from their blood family, and celebrating a big Christmas party with lots of food and mistletoe to spoil her queer kids.

Trying to sneak mistletoe above Sebastian's and Yuri's heads when they were pining for each other to try and force them together to realize their feelings for each other. (Maya, it's nearly March. Enough with the bloody mistletoe. You're either part of the mission or part of the problem, Y/FN. Now shut up and help me hang this, you're taller.)

Waking up in the middle of the night and making and eating snacks. (Why are you making chocolate waffles in the middle of the night? Because I've lost control of my life, David.)

Used her power to keep your father safe from the Darkling.

Made the Darkling cry with her sass while your father stood behind her proudly.

Bursting into Minjun and Ari's room during emergencies (Are we - stop screaming, it's me - have you seen my eyeliner?)

Organizing sleepovers for all her friends because all of them had bad nightmares and when one of them woke up shaking and crying, the rest of them would be there for them comforting and helping through the nightmares.

Used her powers to make other people happy. She'd used her ability as a heartrender to calm down Sebastian's anxiety attacks and the blood pressure the stress would cause your father. She'd use her powers as the healer to heal scars, wounds, and bruises caused in fights that they'd get into. When it was hot and warm, she'd bring sweet and cooling breezes that would bring relief to them all. She'd make it rain and storm so Adira could run into the rain and dance in it. She'd help Yuri with his inventions with her abilities as a fabrikator and an inferni. She liked dousing her friends with water as a tidemaker, laughing at their shocked and infuriated expressions when they were all wet.

In the same way, she'd use her powers to hurt those who were a threat to her freedom. She burned down Pekka's best casinos to the ground. Ari and Maya bonded together by torturing their enemies with their abilities as the heartrender, giving them the most slow and painful cruel torture until they surrendered.

Loves

Cherishing her freedom away from the Darkling.

Telling stories about Grisha and myths of the world to you and your brother.

Braiding your hair and styling it in different ways.

Nurturing the plants in the garden with your brother.

Participating in silly games and funny pranks of your uncles and aunts that make her smile and laugh.

Dancing and singing.

Loves dressing up and enchanting people with her beauty in to telling them whatever she needs to know.

Loves taking you shopping for pretty dresses.

Likes gossiping with Adira, Holly, Ari, and Natalia over tea.

Talking with your father who is her closest confidante who keeps her safe.

Teaching you how to do your makeup and letting you and your brother practice your makeup skills on her.

Teaching you about how powerful and deceiving beauty is.

Talking about politics with her friends over coffee and brandy.

Performing funny tricks with her powers to entertain you and your brother.

Letting you stay past your bedtime and letting you have as many sweets as you want.

Older than your father and the rest of her friends so loves flexing it annoying your father the most. (Respect your elders asshole. As the fairest, prettiest, best and oldest member of the Order of the Dark Knights, you should listen to me. Age before beauty, Sebastian, no wait I've got that too. How I am the oldest of all of you and I look so young and beautiful? One of life's greatest mysteries)

Treasures

Her power

Her life and freedom.

Her ability to do something good and help innocent people.

The trust your father places in her.

The time she spends with her best friends, your brother, and you.

Her collection of beautiful dresses and pretty shoes. .

Her position in the Order of the Dark Knights

Songs

Run Boy Run by Woodkid - Tomorrow is another day. And you won't have to hide away. You'll be a man, boy! But for now, it's time to run, it's time to run!

Boss Bitch by Doja Cat - All of my bad pics been all my best ones. I wear the hat and I wear the pants. I am advanced so I get advance. And I do my dance and cancel the plans. Said, boo, don't be mad 'cause you had a chance, drop.

Monsters by Ruelle - You've got no place to hide. And I'm feeling like a villain, got a hunger inside. One look in my eyes and you're running 'cause I'm coming. Gonna eat you alive.

Champagne Problems by Taylor Swift - How evergreen, our group of friends. Don't think we'll say that word again. And soon they'll have the nerve to deck the halls that we once walked through.

Matilda by Harry Styles - You can let it go. You can throw a party full of everyone you know. And not invite your family, 'cause they never showed you love. You don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up.

I Lived by One Republic - Hope when you take that jump, you don't fear the fall. Hope when the water rises you built a wall. Hope when the crowd screams out its screaming your name. Hope if everybody runs you choose to stay

Famous Quote

"In the end, you just get tired. Tired of the struggle. Tired of losing everyone who matters to you. Tired of watching everything turn into dust. That's why I need the mayflies. You see the mayflies know more than I do. They know how beautiful and precious life is because it is fleeting. "

Natalia Alexandrov

"Promise me, you'll always remember you are braver than you believe, you are stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think."

Position.

The dangerous spy in the Order of the Dark Knights.

Close advisor and secretary to the Leader of the Order of the Dark Knights.

Godmother to Y/N, the daughter of the Leader of the Order of the Dark Knights

Lovely and kind aunt to you and your brother.

Alias and Nicknames

Phantom

Shadow

Spymaster

The Invisible Illusionist

Mystique

The Mysterious Murderess

The Cursed Bride

Nat

Natty

Lia

Talia

Lovely

Darling

Sweetness

Shortstack

Shortcake

Shortie

Talents and Skills

Clever and intelligent

Silent and stealthy

Calm under pressure

Understanding of collecting information and secrets.

Deceptive and manipulative

Attentive and observant

Combat, strategy, and marksmanship proficiency

Gifted in creating lethal poisons, potions and antidotes.

Gifted in speaking, writing and understanding Kerch, Ravkan, Suli, Kaelish, and Fjerdan.

Soft-spoken

strong

Loyal

Kind

Patient

Dedicated

Dangerous and ruthless when attacked and provoked.

Famous for

Mass murder

Organized crime

Torture

Robbery

Kidnapping and abduction

Blackmail

Assault and battery

Married ten husbands who died under mysterious circumstances shortly after their marriage leaving her their fortune and inheritance.

Memorable Moments

Being the one that everyone goes to at night, crawling into Natalia's bed when they have crazy, bad, horrid nightmares because she has this comforting and kind presence that soothes their mind and Natalia doesn't mind at all.

Giving Holly piggyback rides.

Sketching out accurate maps of Ketterdam for her best friends.

Giving one of the best ideas for Sebastian's pranks for April Fools Day, is to do absolutely nothing but pretend like he has done something. By midday, everyone in Ketterdam is paranoid and already on edge. Sebastian shares a subtle grin with Natalia who hides her own clever and pleased smirk.

She loves knitting scarves, sweaters, and socks for her friends for Christmas, Valentine's day, birthdays, anniversaries, and just any time to make them feel special and wanted. But one day after a particularly hurtful and tiring mission, she received a beautifully wrapped package that she opened to find a sweater that looked like it was knitted with great effort by someone for the first time. The sweater was lavender with her initials on the back with a note attached to the back 'To Natalia, thank you for making us all feel special. Y/FN.". She's not ashamed to say that she cried in gratitude and happiness and her respect for your father increased after that.

Giving Minjun a self-annotated Shu poetry book that he had been talking about. Minjun denies that he almost cried when he saw it.

Lets Adira, Ari, and Holly paint her nails.

Calming lost children and helping them out.

Holding the door for someone who was carrying something heavy or had busy hands.

Being the one to start the annual Order of the Knights food fight festival. Natalia jumped onto the tables and yelled for a food fight in the bar. For once, there are no different criminal gangs, there are just people who are having fun. Minjun, Ari, Yuri, and Maya get way into it fighting methodically and strategically. Holly, Adira. Sebastian and David are surprisingly good at finding just who to hit and keeping things going. The Dime Lions getting into an all-out war with the Order of the Dark Knights. Grisha powers are being used to get the advantage in this game but no one cares because everyone is having fun as they dump food and drinks on each other with their hands. The entire room freezing up when Pekka Rollins gets hit by a steak and kidney pie to his face. The entirety of both gangs declaring a food war and breaking into chaos when they realize that it was your father who threw the pie at Pekka.

People would constantly throw things at her just to watch the way she'd almost subconsciously snatch it out of the air. Holly would throw a knife at Natalia but without looking up, she'd pull it out of the air like it was nothing. Everyone found it very endearing and was super fascinated with this talent.

Commentating on their fights with gangs peppering it with gossip for entertainment. Sebastian and Holly would be welcomed as guest commentators. (Yes, that's a perfect punch from David to Svelten who is very much distracted by the fact that he got cheated on by his girlfriend, sorry about that mate. No, Mary, I will not ask out Maya for you. Lancaster has just been shot in the tits by Sebastian - OW that has got to hurt. Oh and another perfect shot to the head by Sebastian, proving once again all you need is style and good looks, am I right? If he can bloody take that down those men, then Sebastian you can pay me the fifteen kruge you owe me. PEKKA JUST HIT YURI IN HIS JAW! THAT IS HIS BEST FEATURE, PEKKA, IF IT IS BROKEN, I WILL POISON YOUR BREAKFAST! Yes, Y/FN, this is highly important information - oh look, you've made me miss an opportunity to punch this bastard. Oh look at Adira go, dodging that knife that John threw which nobody saw because of the cascade of dandruff that fell from his hair and covered the entirety of Ketterdam. Don't fucking shoot me, you bastard, hair care is important, you are blinding all of the innocent citizens of Ketterdam... it bloody looks like it just snowed. Excellent beating from Y/FN knocking Pekka to the floor while maintaining a handsome bone structure and gorgeous hair, how does he do it? Oh, and Pekka tries to get up but Minjun literally whacks him with his beautiful umbrella and Ari takes him down beautifully. I normally don't condone violence but as you can imagine, desperate times call for desperate measures. Oh do stop moaning Pekka, you're not dying - can someone please shut him up - thank you, Ari.)

On the anniversaries of her husbands' deaths, her friends would shove everyone out of the way saying 'Move over peasants, let the Cursed Bride through!' while Natalia was carried on the shoulders of David and Minjun and Ari played epic music on the violin.

Loves

Embroidery and sewing dresses for her goddaughter.

Knitting scarves, sweaters, and socks for her friends and you and your brother.

Brewing a good cup of tea.

Choosing the perfect fabric for a dress and designing clothes.

Reading stories to you and your brother.

Playing and running through the house with you and your brother.

Taking long walks with her friends and you and your brother.

Laughing and spending time with her closest friends who are her family.

Making scrapbooks and family albums.

Treasures

Her position in the Order of the Dark Knights

Her knives.

Her arts and crafts.

Her fashion designs

The time she spends with her best friends, your brother, and you.

Her sewing kit.

Songs

I Did Something Bad by Taylor Swift - I never trust a narcissist but they love me. So I play 'em like a violin and I make it look oh so easy. 'Cause for every lie I tell them they tell me three. This is how the world works. Now all he thinks about is me.

What a Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong - I hear babies cry, I watch them grow. They'll learn much more than I'll ever know. And I think to myself what a wonderful world. Yes, I think to myself...What a wonderful world

Blood//Water by Grandson - We'll never get free. Lamb to the slaughter. What you gon' do when there's blood in the water? The price of your greed is your son and your daughter. What you gon' do when there's blood in the water?

My Way by Frank Sinatra - My friend I'll make it clear. I'll state my case, of which I'm certain. I've lived a life that's full. I traveled each and every highway. And more, much more I did it, I did it my way.

Home by Edith Whiskers - We laugh until we think we'll die, barefoot on a summer night. Nothing new is sweeter than with you. And in the streets, we run afree, like it's only you and me. Geez, you're something to see.

The Power of Love by Gabrielle Aplin - The Power of Love, a force from above. Cleaning my soul, flame on burn desire, love with tongues of fire, purge the soul. Make love your goal

Famous Quote

Are you trying to scare me? Oh, because I'm already bloody terrified of dying. And I'll endure a lot of pain before I give up the information that's keeping me alive. How long have you got?

Holly Yeltsov

I will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence, and as justice loves to sit and watch everything go wrong.

Position.

The most ruthless and efficient assassin in the Order of the Dark Knights

Sold by Fjerdan parents to slavers and bought by Pekka Rollins who trained her to be a ruthless child assassin.

Former assassin of Pekka Rollins who was sent to kill your father but betrayed Rollins.

The chaotic and awesome aunt to the children of the Leader of the Order of the Dark Knights.

The Vodka Aunt of the Babysitters Club.

Head chef and food expert.

Alias and Nicknames

Black Bird

Crimson Raven

Lilith

Dark Dagger

Persephone

Nemesis

The Serpent

Holly bear

Hollyberry

Holly Snakes

Holly Saints!

Holly Hell

Goldie

Blondie

Chaotic Support Bestie

Talents and Skills

Master Martial Artist

Knife Mastery

Marksmanship and combat proficiency

Master Spy

Extremely Skilled Assassin

Improvised weaponry

Gifted in speaking, writing, and understanding Kerch, Ravkan, Suli, Kaelish, and Fjerdan.

Intelligent and strategic

Ruthless efficiency

Flexibility

Excellent at escaping traps.

Good at disguising and blending into the crowd.

Deceptive and observant

Cynical with a bent moral compass

Strong sense of right and wrong

Dangerous and powerful

Loyal and strong

Famous for

Mass murder

Organized crime

Torture

Robbery

Kidnapping and abduction

Blackmail

Assault and battery

Having different kinds of weapons on her at all times.

Fought a gang of men with a frying pan.

Killed slavers with a flower pot.

Took down a couple of men who dared to bother her when she was eating waffles and having hot chocolate.

Rescued enslaved women and children in slaver ships that docked to Ketterdam.

Punching Pekka Rollins in the crotch, nearly castrating him with the promise of ending his bloodline echoing through the whole of Ketterdam as she called him some very colorful curses.

Memorable Moments

Planning an annual extravagant proposal to your father in the middle of Ketterdam as a prank asking him out on a date and Sebastian pops up out of nowhere acting betrayed while your father is trying not to laugh while the two idiots proceed to fake fight. (HOW DARE YOU, HOLLY! YOU KNEW HOW I FELT ABOUT HIM AND YET YOU ASKED HIM OUT!)

Holly and Sebastian getting very dirty stares for being disrespectful because they were singing 'Stayin Alive' as the coffin was lowered but then continued to sing on a whole rendition of songs that were disrespectful to the dead such as 'Every Breath You Take', 'I Just Died in Your Arms Tonight', Another One Bites the Dust, Livin La Vida Loca until they were kicked out by your father himself from the funeral.

Telling everyone in Ketterdam that the Order of the Knights have a Sacrificial Blood Ritual every full moon night.

Making blanket forts to comfort herself when she has a bad time.

Waking her up early in the morning is dangerous and possible reactions include homicidal rage.

Cannot go for more than three hours without eating something so she always has snacks on her. She's basically a walking snack shop.

If anyone tries to take her food away or bother her while she is eating, the consequences usually involve getting beaten up or your head drowning inside the canals.

Has a very dirty sense of humor.

Her pretty puppy eyes are a lethal and dangerous weapon that her best friends have learned to be careful of.

Leaving Sebastian, Yuri, Maya and her alone for more than ten minutes will result in disastrous chaotic shenanigans that brings despair to your father.

Challenging her to drinking competitions is a death wish.

She has a bright, stupid grin that makes girls and boys in Ketterdam think of pushing her against a wall and snogging the living daylights out of her.

Rolling up her sleeves when it's really hot and warm and whenever she is ready to fight.

Unbuttoning the first button of her shirt whenever she feels suffocated and frustrated.

Running her hand through her hair messing it up.

Has a crush on Adira for most of their time together at the Order of the Dark Knights but started developing serious feelings for her.

Had a hard time coping with the trauma of being sold by her parents and being a child assassin. There would be days where she would be joyless and empty and everyone in Ketterdam felt absolutely terrified and worried because no matter how much they feared her, they hoped she would be alright and happy again.

Was wary of holding you at first but you always wanted to be held by her.

Loved it when you were always fascinated by her hair as a baby and pulled and twisted on it.

Slept with a yellow stuffed dog gifted to her by Adira.

Took your father's side in arguments because it annoyed Sebastian so much.

Always bought her friends a round of drinks to celebrate.

Defended Minjun from the teasing of other members who thought he was too serious and solemn.

Loves all her best friends but especially Sebastian and Yuri who make her laugh until she can't breathe.

Going full-out extravagant for the holidays because she loves any kind of excuse to celebrate anything small or big. When she first joins the gang, it becomes clear to her friends, she hadn't ever had a chance to be a kid and celebrate holidays so they all go along with her crazy and amazing plans of organizing trips, parties, decorations, food, gifts, and alcohol.

She is the one who rambles on about insignificant topics like shoes and storms, favorite colors, and worst clothes but this usually happens when she has something on her mind.

Totally knowing your father's middle name but instead choosing to annoy your father by breaking into full ridiculous name. (Of course, he successfully carried out the heist. He's Y/FN Aurelius Y/FLN. Y/FN Cordelia Y/FLN, I am shocked at your behavior. Of course, he shot Pekka Rollins, he's fucking Y/FN Genevieve Y/LN)

Loves

Eating different kinds of delicious cuisines and sweets.

Cooking delicious and tasty food for her best friends.

Winning drinking competitions with anyone who dares challenge her.

Winning arm wrestling competitions.

Dancing and making up songs all the time even during inappropriate moments such as funerals and missions.

Buying random things that catch her attention like candles, books, vests, statues, mugs, weapons, kitchen equipment, and alcohol.

Teaching you how to fight, handle weapons, be flexible, scale and jump off buildings, pick locks, and improvise in situations where you are surprised because she believed you couldn't be sheltered from the reality of the world forever.

Betting on her friends.

Being the first of her friends to agree with Sebastian's and Yuri's chaotic ideas and jump into helping them with their pranks.

Passing notes to her friends during meetings held by your father (Holly - OI, Minnie, fuck, marry, and kill from the rest of us? Minjun - Marry Ari, Fuck This and Kill you all. David - Aww. Ari - Leave him alone, it's his time of the month. Minjun - I will EAT YOU! Ari - YES PLEASE DADDY! Maya - OH MY EYES! Adira - For saint's sake, Ari! Sebastian - Get a room, you two! Yuri - And you lot say, Seb and I are bad. Your father - I'm surrounded by maniacs.)

Loves game night but is banned from playing truth and dare because she has no regard for her personal safety.

Treasures

Food

Her weapons

The time she spends with her best friends, your brother, and you.

Her collection of random things she buys.

Her little mementos and souvenirs of each place to remember moments.

Songs

American Pie by Don Mclean - We started singing bye-bye, Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye. And singing, "This'll be the day that I die". This will be the day that I die

Trouble by Valerie Broussard - We wear red so they don't see us bleed. Hundred-dollar bills under our sleeve. We intend not to sleep 'til we're dead. Drink our problems right out of our heads

What's Up Danger by Black Caviar and Blackaway - I like it when trouble brews, I won't dare change. I like it when there's turbulence on my airplanes. I like it when I sense things I can't see yet. Swimmin' with sharks when they ain't feed yet. 'Cause I like high chances that I might lose. I like it all on the edge just like you, ayy. I like tall buildings so I can leap off of 'em. I go hard wit' it no matter how dark it is.

Feel It Still by Portugal. The Man - Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now. I been feeling it since 1966, now. Might've had your fill, but you feel it still. Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now. Let me kick it like it's 1986, now. Might be over now, but I feel it still.

Handclap by Fitz and Tantrums - Somebody save your soul 'cause you've been sinning in this city. I know too many troubles, all these lovers got you losing control. You're like a drug to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold I want the good life, every good night you're a hard one to hold.

Best Friend by Saweetie - And she so bad that I just can't take that bitch nowhere. She off her fifth shot, said, "Mmm-mmm, don't go there". Bitch, break her back, she protect and attack. Get that strap like them buckle, foot on neck, give no air. Whole world wanna be us

Famous Quote

Hope is dangerous. Hope is the survivor that has dirt on her face, blood on her knuckles, and the grit of cobblestones in her hair, and spits out a tooth as she rises for another go.

Ari Kang

"These people are my family and if you hurt them in any way, I will kill you."

Position.

Powerful heartrender in the Order of the Dark Knights

Former Alumni of the Medical Faculty at the University of Ketterdam.

Professor of Medicine at the University of Ketterdam.

First Female Director General of the Ketterdam General Hospital

Daughter of the Shu Ambassador based in Kerch.

Brewer of healing potions and medicine for the Order of the Dark Knights

Skilled interrogator and torturer in the Order of the Dark Knights

Happily married to Minjun Park.

Loving and sweet aunt to you and your brother.

Alias and Nicknames

Manhunter

Queen of Hearts

Karma

Stilleto

Crimson Witch

Firecracker

That's my wife!

Fashionista

Fashion Queen

Talents and Skills

Marksmanship and combat proficiency

Extremely Skilled Heartrender

Extracting information from targets with unique torture techniques through her powers.

Gifted in speaking, writing, and understanding Shu, Kerch, Ravkan, and Suli.

Intelligent and clever

Ruthless and cruel

Deceptive and observant

Dangerous and powerful

Loyal and strong

Courageous and fearless

Famous for

Mass murder

Organized crime

Torture

Robbery

Kidnapping and abduction

Blackmail

Assault and battery

Fighting off Rollin's gang of men and taking them down singlehandedly and sending one of them with an eye gouged out with her stiletto stabbed to his chest.

Keeping Grisha in Kerch safe from being indentured and freeing indentured Grisha and helping them escape.

Working on missions that helped many Grisha escape Shu Han's experimentation on them.

Memorable Moments.

Since she is the daughter of the Shu Ambassador in Kerch, she has established a network of spies in Shu and established good relations with criminal families and gangs in Shu Han on behalf of the Order of the Dark Knights.

Skilled at performing surgeries and post-mortems for missions on behalf of the Order of the Dark Knights.

Knowledgeable in many areas of medicine such as forensic pathology, toxicology, and gynecology.

Famous for her research on forensic pathology and toxicology.

Was enemies with Minjun at the University of Ketterdam before settling a truce and becoming friends and eventually lovers.

Is nonchalant, outgoing and popular but secretly loves spending hours studying and poring over books and her smart responses are intelligent and insightful.

Grew up in an intellectually nurturing household where her parents always answered her questions and joined many curriculars in the University of Ketterdam

Developed feelings for Minjun who was from a different world tumbling head over heels for him when she sees his intense concentration, his talent for law, his hard work, his determination, and his perseverance and sees how much he loves learning as much as she does and finally realizes that he is the one for him.

Uses her influence as the ambassador's daughter and the Director General of the Ketterdam Hospital to get information for the Order of the Dark Knights.

Loves children and wanted them very badly. After two years of trying, she finally got pregnant with a child. But one day, Pekka Rollins' goons broke into the hospital where she was shot. She was saved but the child inside her died. The injuries led to complications where she could not have children again. Minjun and her grieved for the loss of their child and the loss of the life they could have had but together they got through it. There's not a day that goes by they don't miss their unborn baby.

Blamed your father for what happened to her for a long time but understood him. She couldn't stay mad at him. He was her dear friend and she couldn't lose someone who was very near and dear to her. She saw that your father did everything he could to help her through this loss.

Because she cannot have children, she treasures every moment spent with you and your brother. To her, you are the children she cannot have, and helps your father out when he doubts himself as a good father.

Spends her leisure time in orphanages taking care of little babies and children, playing with them, and reading to them. It's her way of coping.

Lets Holly win at chess.

She likes to steal her husband's clothes.

Wanted to learn to play the trumpet to annoy the Dime Lions but Adira pointed out that technically Ari didn't have to learn the trumpet to annoy the Dime Lions. Fair to say, the Dime Lions were pissed off and deafened.

When pissed off, she curses excessively in Shu.

Annoys people by correcting their grammar by reusing it properly in the next sentence.

An early riser who likes the crisp wind and the morning mist and the sunrise.

Polite and sweet, the perfect shining girl in public events such as balls and galas which makes her friends snigger in amusement because she is a sassy little psychopathic shit who takes pleasure in torturing people.

Accompanies her husband in the library researching cures for various illnesses and inventing incredibly painful torture techniques.

Was amused when each of her best friends got in the way of Minjun trying to propose to her. (Minjun literally chased away Maya who was grinning like a lunatic and threw a book at your father)

Teaming up with your father to prank Minjun because both of them know him the best. (Listen, Y/FN, if you want to see Minjun scream in terror, just wait until it's dark and dress up like a ghost of a dead Victorian girl. Nice, Ari... here's his perfume except it's replaced with a powerful repellent that stinks like hell) They exchange secret smirks and high-fives when their pranks work and blame it on Sebastian.

Hugs everyone after the missions.

She rocks minimal makeup and sophisticated fashion looks.

She smiles to herself every time she thinks of her family. As she thinks of the crazy heists and adventures they've shared. The secrets between them, the jokes, the laughter, the pain. The laughter, love and light that fills their memories.

Loves

Her husband, Minjun, and spending time with him.

Drinking

Using her powers to see them tremble and crumble before her.

Composing music and playing the piano, violin, and other musical instruments.

Debating and talking about topics that interest her.

Teaching your brother and you how to play the piano and listening to both of you play your respective musical instruments.

Gifting extravagant and beautiful dolls and dresses for you and play with them.

Reading books and writing and creating new recipes and methods for medicines and tonics to heal and torture.

Creating wild imaginary stories for you and your brother.

Spending time with her best friends over good food and lots of drinks.

Treasures

Her husband.

Her high heels.

Her wedding ring.

Her weapons

Her writings and discoveries of torture and medicines that she herself invented.

The time she spends with her best friends, your brother, and you.

The little gifts her husband buys for her.

Songs

No Body No Crime by Taylor Swift - They think she did it but they just can't prove it. She thinks I did it but she just can't prove it. No, no body, no crime, I wasn't letting up until the day he...No, no body, no crime, I wasn't letting up until the day he...No, no body, no crime, I wasn't letting up until the day he died.

Sweet but Psycho by Ava Max - She'll make you curse, but she a blessin'. She'll rip your shirt within a second. You'll be coming back, back for seconds. With your plate, you just can't help it.

One Woman Army by Porcelain Black - I hit you with that Kung-Fu, Jackie Chan. Boom, boom, boom, pow, I'm superfast. High heels, big deal, I'll kick your ass. They gunnin', they runnin' and that makes me mad.

Material Girl by Madonna - They can beg and they can plead. But they can't see the light (that's right). 'Cause the boy with the cold hard cash is always Mister Right.

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper - Some boys take a beautiful girl and hide her away from the rest o' the world. I wanna be the one to walk in the sun. Oh girls, they wanna have fun

Hurts Like Hell by Fleurie - I don't want them to know the secrets. I don't want them to know the way I loved you. I don't think they'd understand it, no. I don't think they would accept me, no.

Famous Quotes

"If this is to end in fire, then we will all burn together."

Adira Khan

"Better a broken heart than no heart at all."

Position.

A dangerous and talented thief in the Order of the Dark Knights

Saint in the Order of the Dark Knights

Loving and warm aunt to you and your brother.

Alias and Nicknames

Huntress

Temptress

The Nightingale

The Phoenix

The Saint of the Barrel

Ball of sunshine

Forever, sweet, precious baby

Dove

Muffin

Daisy

Sankta Adira

Our guardian angel

Talents and Skills

Marksmanship and combat proficiency

Knife Mastery

Gifted in speaking, writing, and understanding Kerch, Ravkan, and Suli.

Intelligent and clever

Silent and stealthy.

Charming and sweet.

Loyal and courageous.

Powerful and perceptive

Kind and empathetic.

Famous for

Mass murder

Organized crime

Torture

Robbery

Kidnapping and abduction

Blackmail

Assault and battery

Stealing Pekka Rollin's wedding cake and the wedding rings on his wedding day causing his bride to go into a full stress mode and slap him in front of the guests.

Keeping girls and women safe from being prey at night and day when she doesn't have missions.

Being kind to children and finding orphans and abused children safe places to live in.

Worked on secret missions to recruit and free girls indentured in brothels giving them a safe place and a purpose infuriating Rollins who had business with those places.

Freeing and helping those who are indentured and fighting the slavers who disgusted her.

Sneaking into Pekka Rollin's office to steal valuable documents that he had kept in an unbreakable safe and moving the furniture into different places to annoy him.

Speaking to the spirits of the dead, telling fortunes and prophecies that nearly almost come true and an intuition that is sharp and right.

Stealing from the most unbreakable vaults and safes of rich men and con men, learning their secrets and lies that became valuable to your father.

Memorable Moments

Sneaking into Pekka Rollin's place at night and shaving off his beard. The next day, Pekka Rollins was the laughingstock of Ketterdam and no one could keep a straight face and take him seriously without that beard.

Plays with Holly's hair when she is stressed.

She is the only one who can stop Sebastian, Holly, Yuri, David and Natalia from doing something stupid but most of the time she chooses not to but chooses to join them.

The only one who has told your father to shut up and gotten away with it.

Being mistaken as your father's wife by everyone in Ketterdam. This broke Sebastian's heart because apparently, he was under the impression that he was your father's husband. Chaos ensured and a battle for your father's hand and heart began but ended with the agreement that they were both too good for him.

Loves beautiful dresses and is the only one who can pull off bright and beautiful colors like sunset orange, pink, and blue to perfection.

Likes cooking Suli food for her friends because it keeps her grounded and reminds her of home.

Talking to her friends after they've had a particularly bad day and knowing just the right thing to say.

She does her best to find her children and your father does his best to help her.

Sneaking live spiders into the clothes of the Dime Lions

Was challenged to a duel by one of the new recruits in the Order of the Dark Knights. Spoiler alert, the new recruit got his fingers broken, his ribs broken and his leg broken. After that, when introducing Adira, that was the first story that came out and it made Adira smile whenever she was in a bad mood.

Can sense when someone is following her and deals with them in the deadliest way possible.

Introduced new awards so she could present Natalia with a trophy for being 'an awesome, amazing, wonderful, beautiful person'.

Sneaking in and placing glue on Rollin's seat and his hat. The next day, Pekka's hat was glued to his head and he was stuck to his seat for the remainder of the next two months.

Snuck in a special powder that Natalia had created into Pekka Rollin's alcohol that made Pekka fart every five minutes. It took five months to find a cure.

Loves

Her position in the Order of the Knights

Praying to the saints to help her to find peace and the family she lost.

The thrill of stealing something and breaking into something unbreakable.

Stargazing and studying the constellations in the night sky.

Picking flowers and making flower pressings out of them.

Taking part in the chaotic games and pranks that her best friends gather together to pull.

Drinking tea and writing letters to her lost children and family.

Dancing in the rain.

Spending time with her best friends chatting and laughing.

Talking to your father about the little things on her mind that make her anxious and listening to his own set of worries and reassuring him.

Taking care of you and your brother with such love and warmth as if you were her own children.

Treasures

All the moments she spends with her best friends, you and your brother.

Her knives.

The little bead bangle her children gave her as a present.

Songs

Better Than I in Joseph The King of Dreams -I try to do what's best. And faith has made it easy to see the best thing I can do is put my trust in you.

Speechless by Naomi Scott - Let the storm in, I cannot be broken. No, I won't live unspoken. 'Cause I know that I won't go speechless.

Somewhere Only We Know by Keane - And if you have a minute, why don't we talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything. So, why don't we go somewhere only we know?

I Was Here By Beyonce - I wanna say I lived each day until I died. I know that I had something in somebody's life. The hearts I have touched, will be the proof that I leave that I made a difference and this world will see I was here, I lived, I loved, I was here. I did, I've done, everything that I wanted. And it was more than I thought it would be. I will leave my mark so everyone will know I was here.

Dynasty by MIIA - And all I gave you is gone. Tumble like it was stone. Thought we built a dynasty that heaven couldn't shake. Thought we built a dynasty, like nothing ever made. Thought we built a dynasty forever couldn't break up.

Bigger than the Whole Sky by Taylor Swift - Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. You were bigger than the whole sky. You were more than just a short time. And I've got a lot to pine about. I've got a lot to live without. I'm never gonna meet what could've been, would've been what should've been you.

Famous Quote

"Sacrifice... that's what we do for the people we love."

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summercreolefanfictioner · 2 years ago

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I can't get my fave girl out of my miiiiiiind

maya sakamaki random headcanons pt 2

she actually trains herself to become immune from vampire poisons and stuff. she's immune from human poison but ever since turning as a vampire, she easily knocks out or gets suffocated from reiji's poison stash (had to train so karl won't dispose of her as the sakamaki doll soon)

maya ate one of her classmate's dream bcos apparently this one girl saw laito having sex with a girl from the library while drinking her blood and she went batsht yandere on her own, having fantasies abt being the one with laito instead. maya had to eat that dream bcos she has no faith this human can be trusted.

there was a time when she showed kanato the answer to the tests via dream (and yes he passed bcos she just doesn't wanna deal with his tantrums over reiji not giving him his sweets)

she keeps a lighter in her bag and was mistaken by some classmates to be a smoker (nah she keeps it to burn all the people and vampires she killed bcos being a special maid requires leaving no evidence behind)

she can't sing for the life of her. however, kanato has noticed her humming "Someday My Prince Will Come" several times and he secretly likes it.

being the new master of the dream world, maya actually puts all laito's dreams and nightmares in the highly-classified info category. like it's so untouchable that only the dream master can see them.

there was a time in maya's original lore that gilbert and devyn (@secretarykang) spent the night together (like they were drunk and lonely). and karl made maya eat that dream a few years after so devyn won't remember. tbh maya said that dream was the most delicious dream tho.

maya killed this one teacher who almost stole yui's pe uniform (ofc main girl has no idea they have a perverted teacher) and buried him in cement from a construction site

up to this day, she is still unaware that subaru had that crush on her like the bros tease him every time he's left with her or when he offers to help her with the groceries but she just thinks he is either being helpful or annoying

ayato stole one of her colored pens bcos he thinks they bring good luck for his exams (it actually did tho for some reason)

despite her cherry obsession, she actually doesn't like smelling them on her. basically, anything citrus or fruity scents is a no for her. she only likes them on bathing products but as a perfume, she detests them.

she actually met one of her siblings in person. she just didn't know it was them. however, they knew her but they weren't allowed to introduce themselves to her under kanato's strict orders.

basically, this sibling knew it was her so kanato wanted to test if maya would be willing to meet them. turns out, she gets anxiety at the idea of them reappearing in her life so yeah you get the gist.

there was this one girl from another class who fell in love with her. like she found maya so beautiful every time she bakes and her elegance and air of dollness.

sadly, the girl died bcos she tried strangling kanato during after-class duties.

she actually hates cleaning laito and subaru's bedrooms. her fave would def be shuu's. reiji doesn't like anyone going to his room cause he be experimenting abt reviving beatrix. kanato's room is mostly organized bcos she always sleeps there. ayato's room is okay like the mess can be easily fixed in a few minutes.

when maya was still a newbie vampire, there was a time when she couldn't sleep at night bcos she heard yui and ayato having sex next door (like her heightened sense of hearing made it difficult for her to cover the noises)

she is browsing through catalogues of breast reduction surgeries bcos she believes her breasts are the reason she can't grow a bit taller

she doesn't know how to make keiichirou (@gingerall) forget the time when she gave him mental trauma (she still figuring it out like give her time huhu)

maya broke the glass of the family limo once by throwing a baseball on it. won't hesitate to do it again.

she has this nasty habit of chopping food loudly or placing the tableware or any dinnerware on the table with a thud whenever she's mad

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janatm · 19 days ago

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you know i made those mistakes maybe once or twice || PUCKTANA

tagging: Santana Lopez & Noah Puckerman

date & time: October 17, 2024 in the early evening

location: TABLE + ICE during the lockdown

warnings: none!

summary: After five long days in lock down, Puck and Santana have a conversation, shockingly not about their child who they were separated from.

word count: 1,583

PUCK

Glairing at 'em ain't gonna make 'em go away. [sits down next to her] You get the texts in the family chat? Apparently we're not slick for trynna get out of family weekend with an earthquake.

SANTANA

Fuck you. [groans] But yes, that's the only reason why I haven't committed any crimes in here...yet. And how dare she think that we'd choose being here over being anywhere else with her right now?

PUCK

I think I did maybe commit a crime at the place before this one but I was drunk and trynna get to our kid. [flexes his injured had absentmindedly] I wanna know why she thinks we'd pick earth bending when firebending is right there.

SANTANA

Did I not tell you not to do anything stupid? [scoffs] Just make sure Maya knows you did that on your own accord and I wasn't here to stop you. But I don't know. You know what kids think better than I do, so you'd have to answer that one, genius.

PUCK

Yeah, well, sober me barely listens to reason, why the fuck would drunk me? Trust me, she'll know it was all me, unfortunately I haven't been able to hide the dumbassery from her. I'm more concerned about my mom 'caise she's gonna want a whole conversation. [sighs already tired] Is that your way of calling me childish, Diabla?

SANTANA

Every day I wonder how you managed to get me into bed. [shakes her head] But don't worry, I'll talk to your mom with you. Being surrounded by disgustingly horny or emotional idiots will make you do something stupid. And speaking of...you reek, and as a 10 myself, I know what sex with a 10 smells like so I'm just gonna say I hope you at least put some plastic wrap on that thing. [rolls eyes] And I meant that you've raised our daughter her entire life so I'm sure you can understand her and her mindset better than I ever could.

PUCK

My charm and my smile, if I had to guess. [shrugs] Shut the fuck up, you can't smell that. And no, I don't need you and my mom lecruing me for being an fucking idiot, okay? I am already there, I got it. [throws his hands up in surrender because he just could not do a whole talk right now] Oh, yeah, she'd probably think we're avatars. That's the one that can do all of them.puck

SANTANA

Bullshit. [laughs] I'm like a bloodhound when it comes to mediocre sex, so who was it with? And how you did go from crying over Eva and Morgan, to screwing someone in this filth we've been trapped in for days? Sweat and sex tend to mix together and linger, so I can actually smell it. You need to go take a hoe bath, hoe. [shrugs] I have no clue what an avatar is, but I digress. Can you and my brother band together and get us the fuck out of here now though? I'm two seconds away from letting Snix out of her cage, and we do not need that.

PUCK

Hey, had to be something. [is offended she called any sex he would have mediocre] Eva and Morgan broke up with me, they don't want to talk to me, let alone figure shit out. And I was drunk and in my head, didn't even have anything to do with them. [at first he thought it was about him still being, god help him, heartbroken, but if he's honest with hismelf it really wasn't about them at all] I already tried that, almost broke my fucking hand, they can't keep us much longer, it's already been five fucking days. But I think Snix might be exactly the hero we need right now.

SANTANA

[rolls eyes] In your head about what? Being here and not with Maya, or is it something else? Still doesn't change the fact that you were probably as equally worried about them as they were you, meaning all of you still care and want the same thing. [hums] If Snix comes out, she'll draw blood, and I'm too hot for prison. Why can't we just walk out of the fucking door?

PUCK

Both. Caring about someone and wanting to be with them, isn't the same thing and that's what I want. I wanna be with them. We definitely aren't on the same page with that. [to be honest, Puck had wanted to walk out the door on day one minute one but the last time he tried didn't go so well] The first responders outside won't let anyone go out there unless it's to move them to somewhere safe or whatever.

SANTANA

Since we're stuck here, let's just settle this. Why was your dick in Kurt's mouth? If you knew you had feelings for them at the time, why not just tell them? I personally don't like being vulnerable myself, but you could have just sent a text saying you wanted to be exclusive and the problem would've been solved. [shrugs] But you do realize I can move the first responders, right? If I unleash Snix, they'll be the ones needing some care, but it would be worth it, right?

PUCK

You ain't figured that out yet? 'Cause I'm an idiot. I had just seen Morgan go on a date with Serena and saw Eva two seconds before she was going on a date and instead of telling either of 'em I didn't like that I decided to not be the only one not seeing other people. Then while my dick was in Kurt's mouth I just couldn't, so he stopped and neither one of us got off that night. And fine I should've said something, but they should've too. Apparently they figured it out before I did that they had legit feelings. Or at least Eva did. [considering it for a moment he shook his head] Probably not, what's best for Maya is for us to just do what they say.

SANTANA

[sighs] Did Morgan call it a date? 'Cause Serena's pretty full of herself so maybe she assumed it was more than it was, which could have just been friends going to hang out. And Eva's a baddie so maybe she was going out with friends and just looked hot? Women don't only get dressed up for men, you know? And uh..Eva dated my friend Addy a few years ago and they both got super freaked out about the relationship thing, so from what I know, she's never been the dating type. Maybe her telling Kurt how she felt was her working up the courage to tell you and Morgan, or even to accept all of this for herself. Have you ever talked to her or even Morgan about their dating history?

PUCK

[he is fucking exhausted and really just doesn't even want to talk about this whole situation anymore, there isn't anything he can do to fix it and at this point it's been made clear by every person in his life that this was his fault or mostly his fault so Morgan and Eva were right to break up with him and not want to talk to him anymore, the texts were sent because an earthquake happened, once everything went back to normal Eva and Morgan will still be done with him and he needed to accept that and give them the time and space they kept asking for] Yes, it was a date and yes she was dressed up for a date, that is what she called it. No we didn't talk about each other past dating or whatever. And honestly, none if it even matters anymore. They don't want to talk and they're right for breaking up with me. It sucks right now because I really liked them, but I'll stop being embarrassing eventually and get over it.

SANTANA

See, this is why I gave up dick. [laughs] Noah Puckerman, I love you, but you're dramatic as hell. All three of you were wrong, and all three of your sappy asses miss each other. Running away from it or trying to get over the fact that you all want each other is fucking dumb. But because I owe you a lifetime of gratitude, give me your phone. [holds hand out]

PUCK

No. [grabs his phone from his pocket and hidea his phone behind his back] They both said they need time and shit and I'm done reaching out, San. I have to be done. They've gotta choose it for themselves in their own fucking time and everybody's just gotta keep living and movin'.

SANTANA

You gave me time too, and I missed fifteen years of our daughter's life. Yes, that was my choice, but now that Maya's apart of my life again, I regret staying away for as long as I did. But what if you give them too much time and unlike me, they don't come back? Or someone swoops in and makes a move faster than you did...or didn't? [shrugs] Sometimes, people need a little push. That's all I'm saying.

PUCK

Yeah but you regret it now because I didn't force you into it then. [wipes a hand down his face, tired and exhausted] How many times am I suppose to push? You want my phone, fine, but before you send them a text that they will use to reject me for the 8th time, go look at the other texts I've sent, and then decide if you think I should still be pushing. [leaves his phone with her and leaves]

#character tag ( noah puckerman )#puck ( ft. santana lopez )#threads ( noah puckerman )

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puckhq · 1 month ago

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you know i made those mistakes maybe once or twice || PUCKTANA

tagging: Santana Lopez ( @psusantana ) & Noah Puckerman

date & time: October 17, 2024 in the early evening

location: TABLE + ICE during the lockdown

warnings: none!

summary: After five long days in lock down, Puck and Santana have a conversation, shockingly not about their child who they were separated from.

word count: 1,583

PUCK

Glairing at 'em ain't gonna make 'em go away. [sits down next to her] You get the texts in the family chat? Apparently we're not slick for trynna get out of family weekend with an earthquake.

SANTANA

Fuck you. [groans] But yes, that's the only reason why I haven't committed any crimes in here...yet. And how dare she think that we'd choose being here over being anywhere else with her right now?

PUCK

SANTANA

PUCK

SANTANA

PUCK

SANTANA

PUCK

SANTANA

PUCK

SANTANA

PUCK

SANTANA

PUCK

SANTANA

PUCK

SANTANA

PUCK

#santana lopez ― 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙖𝙜 #f2f °( ft. santana )#― interaction tag #°𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙜 ↳ f2f #°𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙖𝙜 ↳ psu event #psulockdown

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cheesytoucans · 6 years ago

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Revue Starlight Supernatural AU: Blood Donors (part 2)

Tendo Maya was terrified. Life had been so good lately that she just knew the other shoe was about to drop. And it was going to be all her fault. For there was something dangling like the sword of Damocles over the most precious thing in Maya’s life.

Her beautiful, defiant Claudine had finally blessed her by letting Maya love her. These last few months with her partner fully and willingly by her side have been blissful, more than Maya could have ever hoped for and yet…

She wanted more.

That was the awful, selfish truth. She was such a wretched creature that she couldn’t just enjoy the moments Claudine was wrapped up in her arms without wanting to consume her completely.

She wanted to taste the sweet lifeblood running though those veins. Claudine was so full of fire, it shone in her eyes whenever she challenged Maya, whenever she stood up to try again and again, even if she knew she was going to lose. Maya would bet everything she owned that Claudine’s blood was as powerful as the blonde’s resolve to reach the top. Maya wanted it so badly.

But there was no way she was worthy of such a precious gift.

There was no way Claudine would share her lifeforce with Maya, especially if she realized how selfish her girlfriend really was. If she knew the depths of Maya’s hunger for her, the wolf would run away as fast as she could. Because Maya longed for a lot of things. Not only for Kuro’s blood, but for the chance of taking care of her while she recovered from the blood loss. For having the especial kind of bond that formed between vampire and donor. For being able to tell the world (and every other vampire) that this wonderful creature was hers and she was going to protect and cherish her til her dying breath.

But it will all remain as a secret wish, because Maya was terrified of Claudine’s possible rejection. She was too much of a coward to ask for something so sacred.

At least, it will remain secret for a while. Maya knew it was going to come out sooner or later and then this perfect little bubble she’s been living in with her beloved would implode in her face.

So when an absolutely livid Kaoruko clad only in a bathrobe stormed into Maya’s room, the brunette felt her stomach sinking. She already knew where this was going.

“Tendou-han, I will have a few words with you. There are a lot of things I want to say, but the first is: what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

Maya tried to play dumb. There was a small chance this was about something else after all.

Wrong. It was exactly what she thought it was about. Time to change tactics. She told Kaoruko it was none of her bussiness, giving her a serious look. Her fellow vampire did respect her after all, maybe even saw her as a bit of a mentor. Hopefully that would be enough to get her to back off.

“Oh yeah? Then why did I have to teach Kuro-han about sharing blood? And why is my fiancée holding her while she cries right now?”

If Maya thought her stomach was sinking earlier, it was now somewhere in the underworld. Making Claudine cry in pain was the last thing she wanted.

She could feel her neutral mask cracking as the guilt hit her. Claudine was the one person who really got to her enough to make her lose her cool when there where witnesses around. Kaoruko saw her weakness and pounced, relentlessly pushing until the ugly truth fell from Maya’s lips.

Soon, all her insecurities came rushing out. Kaoruko’s anger started fading the more she heard Maya talk. By the time Maya’s voice was scratchy from overuse and tears where running down her cheeks, Kaoruko was holding her and caressing her hair.

“You dummy, Kuro-han feels she is the one who’s not good enough for you. There’s nothing to be afraid of”

Kaoruko went on to explain what had happened in the bathroom in detail, and tried to convince Maya just to talk about it with Claudine. Maya’s resolve to keep her feelings hidden started to crumble. Maybe she should talk to her wolf, the damage was already done anyways.

By the time Kaoruko was satisfied enough with her efforts to make Maya stop being an idiot (her words), it was already late enough for everyone else to be in bed.

Maya reluctantly made her way to Kuro’s room. She didn’t know what to expect.

She certainly didn’t expect the door to be locked.

Claudine never locked her door. Ever since Maya started her nightly visits, she could just walk into the blonde’s room.

She fled back to her room. She was not ashamed to admit she cried herself to sleep. It seems she has her answer, and it was exactly what she thought it would be.

The next two days were excruciating, for everyone. All the girls could tell something was wrong, and they were walking on eggshells around the pair. Kaoruko and Futaba tried to help, but they couldn’t hope to match their stubbornness.

The worst part, in Maya’s opinion, was the way Claudine seemed so… subdued. All the fight seemed to have gone out of her. She could barely meet Maya’s eyes, even when they were practicing. Needless to say, rehearsals had been hell.

It happened during the third day.

Someone from class B screwed up and a fairly heavy prop went flying at Maya’s head. She was too busy staring wistfully at her girlfriend (was she still her girlfriend?) to actually use her superior reflexes to dodge like any sensible person would.

Next thing she knows, she’s on the ground with Claudine kneeling next to her. The blonde was talking a mile a minute, looking terrified. Maya wished she could understand her, but her ears are ringing and she could feel a warm, sticky fluid running down her temple.

Finally, the ringing went down enough for her to hear all the girls talking over each other. Some asking if she was alright, others about taking her to the nurse, some even thinking of calling an ambulance. Someone (most likely another vampire) said that she should drink blood immediately to help her body deal with the damage. Everyone agreed it was a good idea, but there was a tiny problem. Namely, no one had any blood bags at hand.

“Take mine”

Maya must be hallucinating, there was no way she heard those words come out of Claudine’s lips. Then the girl threw her thick hair over one shoulder, exposing the other to the brunette’s gaze. Kuro slowly moved closer, determination shining in her eyes. Right until Maya sat up and took her arm in a vice grip to halt her in her tracks.

“No”

Kuro visibly took it the wrong way. She scowled, and practically growled the next words.

“Don’t be stupid, you need it!”

“I said no”

Despite her best efforts to stay angry, Kuro felt herself tearing up. Was Maya really so repulsed by her that she would refuse her even in a emergency?

“Listen, I… I know you don’t… You don’t want me like that. I know I’m not good enough to be your donor… But please, just this once, just take it”

Kuro closed her eyes, trying not to cry in front of everyone, only to snap then back open when she felt a hand lovingly cupping her face. What she saw left her breathless: Her vampire, with the softest look in her eyes, not even attempting to hide the fondness that was clear in her eyes and her voice as she spoke and absolutely destroyed her.

“My Claudine… You are so precious to me, and you deserve so much better than this” Maya brought her forehead against Kuro’s, staring deeply into widening crimson eyes, willing the blonde to feel her sincerity. Her voice took on that low, smooth tone that her girlfriend not-so-secretly loved as she murmured the next words against Claudine’s lips, “When I take your blood for the first time, it will be on a soft bed, surrounded by candlelight as I hold you in my arms all night long, with only the moon as our witness.”

Several people gasped, but Maya was too focused on Claudine (and probably concussed) to care. Claudine’s face was going through every shade of red as she sputtered and babbled in French, completely flustered, and it was too adorable to miss.

Sadly, the head wound caught up to her. Her vision was going black around the edges, so she closed her eyes and rested her head against Kuro’s shoulder. Maybe if she took a short nap…

After being discharged from the hospital, Maya spent the night In Kuro’s room, cuddling and finally talking about their feelings. Claudine seemed more flustered than usual since Maya regained consciousness, but the vampire dismissed it. Her girlfriend had never been the best at handling feelings.

What Maya didn’t know and Claudine refused to tell her is that, in werewolf culture, making romantic declarations or gestures and proclaiming the moon as a witness was basically proposing. To make matters worse, many wolves from both classes had been present for it, so now the entire school was on fire with gossip about the two top students. And the absolute worst: Kaoruko was fully aware of the meaning of Maya’s words, and Kuro could feel her smirking even when that cursed vampire wasn’t in the room.

What neither of them knew was that Nana was already planning their future mating ceremony. She was secretly conspiring with Kuro’s mother as well. Banana and Mrs. Saijo knew that both Kuro and Maya were career-oriented people, so they probably wouldn’t be mated until they were in their late twenties, but it never hurt to be prepared.

A week later, everyone stared as a dopey Maya stuck to Kuro like glue, playing the part of the perfect gentleman and spoiling her girlfriend in any way she could. Even the teachers surrendered to their fate and let her stay by Kuro’s side all day long, even in class. The poor blonde wolf spent the day blushing to the roots of her hair under everyone’s knowing glances.

When they arrived home, Kuro cursed the fact that Futaba’s bike let Kaoruko arrive first, as the little menace had put up banners proclaiming ‘Congrats on getting your fangs wet!’ all over the common room.

Junna and Claudine screamed.

Karen asked what that meant.

Mahiru choked.

Futaba and Hikari looked resigned.

Maya kept grinning dazedly.

And Banana took pictures.

It was wild.

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Author Notes: Curly strikes again, and is yet again sleep deprived so this is probably full of mistakes but I’m too tired to keep spellchecking, just take this offering as it is.

I almost split this in two, but I thought the cliffhanger of Maya finding out Kuro locked her door was too cruel, so it ended up being long af (hell, if you think this is ranting, you aren’t prepared for the Nanoha AU. That’s shaping up to be a whole testament. It’s coming. Maybe I’ll drop some tiny bits first).

I tried to make the declaration as over-the-top and dramatic as possible, because Kuromaya are just that Extra and gay. I wanted to title it ‘Blood donors and accidental marriage proposals’ but that would have given the surprise away.

Now we have a bit more of werewolf culture yay!

I appreciate feedback, opinions, other hc, etc. Everything gives me more ideas.

I’m about to die, see ya gays later.

#ok holy fuck #this is the greatest #maya and claudine being so fucking dysfunctional #thats a mood #but also maya saying all that shit #while claudine's fucking pack mates are standing right there #I'm laughing so fucking hard #she'll never live that down #futaba is gonna wrestle her later and tease her #fucking wild #and maya being all blood drunk #also fucking wild #and congrats on getting your fangs wet fucking slayed me #anyways this is perfect #thank you for these gifts as always #shoujo kageki revue starlight #long post #submission #supernatural au

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reanimatedcourier · 4 years ago

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How to Write Indigenous Characters Without Looking like a Jackass:

Update as of December 26th, 2020: I have added a couple new sections about naming and legal terms, as well as a bit of reading on the Cherokee Princess phenomenon.

Boozhoo (hello) Fallout fandom! I'm a card-carrying Anishinaabe delivering this rough guide about writing Indigenous characters because wow, do I see a lot of shit.

Let's get something out of the way first: Fallout's portrayal of Indigenous people is racist. From a vague definition of "tribal" to the claims of them being "savage" and "uncivilized" mirror real-world stereotypes used to dehumanize us. Fallout New Vegas' narrated intro has Ron Perlman saying Mr. House "rehabilitated" tribals to create New Vegas' Three Families. You know. Rehabilitate. As if we are animals. Top it off with an erasure of Indigenous people in the American Southwest and no real tribe names, and you've got some pretty shitty representation. The absence of Native American as a race option in the GECK isn't too great, given that two Native characters are marked "Caucasian" despite being brown. Butch Deloria is a pretty well-known example of this effect. (Addendum: Indigenous people can have any mix of dominant and recessive traits, as well as present different phenotypes. What bothers me is it doesn't accommodate us or mixed people, which is another post entirely.)

As a precautionary warning: this post and the sources linked will discuss racism and genocide. There will also be discussion of multiple kinds of abuse.

Now, your best approach will be to pick a nation or tribe and research them. However, what follows will be general references.

Terms that may come up in your research include Aboriginal/Native Canadian, American Indian/Native American, Inuit, Métis, and Mestizo. The latter two refer to cultural groups created after the discovery of the so-called New World. (Addendum made September 5th, 2020: Mestizo has negative connotations and originally meant "half breed" so stick with referring to your mixed Latine and Indigenous characters as mixed Indigenous or simply by the name of their people [Maya, Nahua].)

As a note, not every mixed person is Métis or Mestizo. If you are, say, Serbian and Anishinaabe, you would be mixed, but not Métis (the big M is important here, as it refers to a specific culture). Even the most liberal definition caps off at French and British ancestry alongside Indigenous (some say Scottish and English). Mestizo works the same, since it refers to descendants of Spanish conquistadors/settlers and Indigenous people.

Trouble figuring out whose land is where? No problem, check out this map.

Drawing

Don't draw us with red skin. It's offensive and stereotypical.

Tutorial for Native Skintones

Tutorial for Mixed Native Skintones

Why Many Natives Have Long Hair (this would technically fit better under another category, but give your Native men long hair!)

If You're Including Traditional Wear, Research! It's Out There

Languages

Remember, there are a variety of languages spoken by Indigenous people today. No two tribes will speak the same language, though there are some that are close and may have loan words from each other (Cree and Anishinaabemowin come to mind). Make sure your Diné (you may know them as Navajo) character doesn't start dropping Cree words.

Here's a Site With a Map and Voice Clips

Here's an Extensive List of Amerindian Languages

Keep in mind there are some sounds that have no direct English equivalents. But while we're at it, remember a lot of us speak English, French, Spanish, or Portuguese. The languages of the countries that colonized us.

Words in Amerindian languages tend to be longer than English ones and are in the format of prefix + verb + suffix to get concepts across. Gaawiin miskwaasinoon is a complete sentence in Anishinaabemowin, for example (it is not red).

Names

Surprisingly, we don't have names like Passing Dawn or Two-Bears-High-Fiving in real life. A lot of us have, for lack of better phrasing, white people names. We may have family traditions of passing a name down from generation to generation (I am the fourth person in my maternal line to have my middle name), but not everyone is going to do that. If you do opt for a name from a specific tribe, make sure you haven't chosen a last name from another tribe.

Baby name sites aren't reliable, because most of the names on there will be made up by people who aren't Indigenous. That site does list some notable exceptions and debunks misconceptions.

Here's a list of last names from the American census.

Indian Names

You may also hear "spirit names" because that's what they are for. You know the sort of mystical nature-related name getting slapped on an Indigenous character? Let's dive into that for a moment.

The concept of a spirit name seems to have gotten mistranslated at some point in time. It is the name Creator calls you throughout all your time both here and in the spirit world. These names are given (note the word usage) to you in a ceremony performed by an elder. This is not done lightly.

A lot of imitations of this end up sounding strange because they don't follow traditional guidelines. (I realize this has spread out of the original circle, but Fallout fans may recall other characters in Honest Hearts and mods that do this. They have really weird and racist results.)

If you're not Indigenous: don't try this. You will be wrong.

Legal Terms

Now, sometimes the legal term (or terms) for a tribe may not be what they refer to themselves as. A really great example of this would be the Oceti Sakowin and "Sioux". How did that happen, you might be wondering. Smoky Mountain News has an article about this word and others, including the history of these terms.

For the most accurate information, you are best off having your character refer to themselves by the name their nation uses outside of legislation. A band name would be pretty good for this (Oglala Lakota, for example). I personally refer to myself by my band.

Cowboys

And something the Fallout New Vegas fans might be interested in, cowboys! Here's a link to a post with several books about Black and Indigenous cowboys in the Wild West.

Representation: Stereotypes and Critical Thought

Now, you'll need to think critically about why you want to write your Indigenous character a certain way. Here is a comprehensive post about stereotypes versus nuance.

Familiarize yourself with tropes. The Magical Indian is a pretty prominent one, with lots of shaman-type characters in movies and television shows. This post touches on its sister tropes (The Magical Asian and The Magical Negro), but is primarily about the latter.

Say you want to write an Indigenous woman. Awesome! Characters I love to see. Just make sure you're aware of the stereotypes surrounding her and other Women of Color.

Word to the wise: do not make your Indigenous character an alcoholic. "What, so they can't even drink?" You might be asking. That is not what I'm saying. There is a pervasive stereotype about Drunk Indians, painting a reaction to trauma as an inherent genetic failing, as stated in this piece about Indigenous social worker Jessica Elm's research. The same goes for drugs. Ellen Deloria is an example of this stereotype.

Familiarize yourself with and avoid the Noble Savage trope. This was used to dehumanize us and paint us as "childlike" for the sake of a plot device. It unfortunately persists today.

Casinos are one of the few ways for tribes to make money so they can build homes and maintain roads. However, some are planning on diversifying into other business ventures.

There's a stereotype where we all live off government handouts. Buddy, some of these long-term boil water advisories have been in place for over twenty years. The funding allocated to us as a percentage is 0.39%: less than half a percent to fight the coronavirus. They don't give us money.

"But what about people claiming to be descended from a Cherokee princess?" Cherokee don't and never had anything resembling princesses. White southerners made that up prior to the Civil War. As the article mentions, they fancied themselves "defending their lands as the Indians did".

Also, don't make your Indigenous character a cannibal. Cannibalism is a serious taboo in a lot of our cultures, particularly northern ones.

Our lands are not cursed. We don't have a litany of curses to cast on white people in found footage films. Seriously. We have better things to be doing. Why on earth would our ancestors be haunting you when they could be with their families? Very egotistical assumption.

Indigenous Ties and Blood Quantum

Blood quantum is a colonial system that was initially designed to "breed out the Indian" in people. To dilute our bloodlines until we assimilated properly into white society. NPR has an article on it here.

However, this isn't how a vast majority of us define our identities. What makes us Indigenous is our connections (or reconnection) to our families, tribes, bands, clans, and communities.

Blood quantum has also historically been used to exclude Black Natives from tribal enrollment, given that it was first based on appearance. So, if you looked Black and not the image of "Indian" the white census taker had in his brain, you were excluded and so were your descendants.

Here are two tumblrs that talk about Black Indigenous issues and their perspectives. They also talk about Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people of Australia.

However, if you aren't Indigenous, don't bring up blood quantum. Don't. This is an issue you should not be speaking about.

Cherokee Princess Myth

"Princess" was not a real position in any tribe. The European idea of monarchy did not suddenly manifest somewhere else. The closest probable approximation may have been the daughter of a chief or other politically prominent person. But princess? No.

Here is an article talking about possible origins of this myth. Several things are of note here: women from other tribes may have bee shoved under this label and the idea of a "Cherokee Princess" had been brought up to explain the sudden appearance of a brown-skinned (read: half Black) family member.

For a somewhat more in depth discussion of why, specifically, this myth gets touted around so often, Timeline has this piece.

Religion

Our religions are closed. We are not going to tell you how we worship. Mostly because every little bit we choose to share gets appropriated. Smudging is the most recent example. If you aren't Indigenous, that's smoke cleansing. Smudging is done in a specific way with ceremonies and prayers.

Now, a lot of us were forcibly converted. Every residential school was run by Christians. So plenty of us are Catholic, Baptist, Anglican, Lutheran, etc. Catholicism in Latin America also has influence from the Indigenous religions in that region.

Having your Indigenous character pray or carry rosaries wouldn't be a bad thing, if that religion was important to them. Even if they are atheist, if they lived outside of a reserve or other Indigenous communities, they might have Christian influences due to its domination of the Western world.

Settler Colonialism and the White Savior Trope

Now we've come to our most painful section yet. Fallout unintentionally has an excellent agent of settler-colonialism, in particular the Western Christian European variety, in Caesar's Legion and Joshua Graham.

(Addendum: Honest Hearts is extremely offensive in its portrayal of Indigenous people, and egregiously shows a white man needing to "civilize" tribals and having to teach them basic skills. These skills include cooking, finding safe water, and defending themselves from other tribes.)

Before we dive in, here is a post explaining the concept of cultural Christianity, if you are unfamiliar with it.

We also need to familiarize ourselves with The White Man's Burden. While the poem was written regarding the American-Philippine war, it still captures the attitudes toward Indigenous folks all over the world at the time.

As this article in Teen Vogue points out, white people like to believe they need to save People of Color. You don't need to. People of Color can save themselves.

Now, cultural Christianity isn't alone on this side of the pond. Writer Teju Cole authored a piece on the White Savior Industrial Complex to describe mission trips undertaken by white missionaries to Africa to feed their egos.

Colonialism has always been about the acquisition of wealth. To share a quote from this paper about the ongoing genocide of Indigenous peoples: "Negatively, [settler colonialism] strives for the dissolution of native societies. Positively, it erects a new colonial society on the expropriated land base—as I put it, settler colonizers come to stay: invasion is a structure not an event. In its positive aspect, elimination is an organizing principal of settler-colonial society rather than a one-off (and superseded) occurrence. The positive outcomes of the logic of elimination can include officially encouraged miscegenation, the breaking-down of native title into alienable individual freeholds, native citizenship, child abduction, religious conversion, resocialization in total institutions such as missions or boarding schools, and a whole range of cognate biocultural assimilations. All these strategies, including frontier homicide, are characteristic of settler colonialism. Some of them are more controversial in genocide studies than others." (Positive, here, is referring to "benefits" for the colonizers. Indigenous people don't consider colonization beneficial.)

An example of a non-benefit, the Church Rock disaster had Diné children playing in radioactive water so the company involved could avoid bad publicity.

Moving on, don't sterilize your Indigenous people. Sterilization, particularly when it is done without consent, has long been used as a tool by the white system to prevent "undesirables" (read, People of Color and disabled people) from having children. Somehow, as of 2018, it wasn't officially considered a crime.

The goal of colonization was to eliminate us entirely. Millions died because of exposure to European diseases. Settlers used to and still do separate our children from us for reasons so small as having a dirty dish in the sink. You read that right, a single dirty dish in your kitchen sink was enough to get your children taken and adopted out to white families. This information was told to me by an Indigenous social work student whose name I will keep anonymous.

It wasn't until recently they made amendments to the Indian Act that wouldn't automatically render Indigenous women non-status if they married someone not Indigenous. It also took much too long for Indigenous families to take priority in child placement over white ones. Canada used to adopt Indigenous out to white American families. The source for that statement is further down, but adoption has been used as a tool to destroy cultures.

I am also begging you to cast aside whatever colonialist systems have told you about us. We are alive. People with a past, not people of the past, which was wonderfully said here by Frank Waln.

Topics to Avoid if You Aren't Indigenous

Child Separation. Just don't. We deserve to remain with our families and our communities. Let us stay together and be happy that way.

Assimilation schools. Do not bring up a tool for cultural genocide that has left lasting trauma in our communities.

W/ndigos. I don't care that they're in Fallout 76. They shouldn't be. Besides, you never get them right anyway.

Sk/nwalkers. Absolutely do not. Diné stories are not your playthings either.

I've already talked about drugs and alcohol. Do your research with compassion and empathy in mind. Indigenous people have a lot of pain and generational trauma. You will need to be extremely careful having your Indigenous characters use drugs and alcohol. If your character can be reduced to their (possible) substance abuse issues, you need to step back and rework it. As mentioned in Jessica Elm's research, remember that it isn't inherent to us.

For our final note: remember that we're complex, autonomous human beings. Don't use our deaths to further the stories of your white characters. Don't reduce us to some childlike thing that needs to be raised and civilized by white characters. We interact with society a little differently than you do, but we interact nonetheless.

Meegwetch (thank you) for reading! Remember to do your research and portray us well, but also back off when you are told by an Indigenous person.

This may be updated in the future, it depends on what information I come across or, if other Indigenous people are so inclined, what is added to this post.

#fallout 3 #fallout 4 #fallout 76 #fallout new vegas #fallout 1 #fallout 2 #fallout: new vegas #ozhibii'ige

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arson-404 · 3 years ago

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Hello! @bubblyani inspired me to make this!

Truth | 01

Warnings: 18+, lime, blood, death, murder, suicide, depression

Fandom: Lucifer

Pronouns used for reader: she/her (reader is also AFAB)

Enjoy, loves. <3

"Please? It'll be so much fun!"

Your friend said, putting an emphasis on 'fun'.

You sighed, rubbing the bridge of your nose. "Fine, but if either of us gets kidnapped at this club, it's not my fault."

"Oh my God, you're so dramatic."

"It's my talent. When are we going? I have work to do today." You asked, fumbling with a shirt that was on the floor of your bedroom.

"Does eleven o'clock work?"

You glanced over to the clock, reading the time.

7 PM.

You'd be done with work at around eight-thirty.

Thinking for a moment, you reluctantly agreed. "Okay. LUX, right?"

"Yay! Yeah, the owner's super hot. And so is one of the bartenders. Maya? Macie? Something with an 'a' and 'm'."

"Gosh, you thirst over everyone."

"You would, too, if you saw them! Which you will. Well, I don't know if the bartender will be there, but—"

You two talked a while, until you had to do your at-home work.

You liked working at home because you didn't really like going out to work for countless hours, but sometimes it was nice to let loose.

Like at this club you were going to go to, which you were kind of nervous about.

Your mind gave you flashbacks of one night when you just turned twenty-one and went to a club with your friends, Hørizon was the name.

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The sounds of booming music made it's way to your ears, your head pounding.

"Five shots of whiskey over here!"

"Um, I- I don't think I ca..." Too drunk, you couldn't even finish your sentence, as you wobbled a bit in your seat.

A minute later, a whiskey shot was in front of you — too drunk and tempted, you grabbed the small glass, gulping it down.

Delilah's friend, Tina, paid for the drinks.

The burning sensation in your throat didn't affect you much after the many shots you took before.

Your head turned to your best friend, Delilah, -which you had just met a few weeks ago at this time-, who was selecting the first contact in her phone to call, since she was a little too drunk to dial a number manually.

"Heeeeeyy, Fionaa, we're at a club." She slurred her words a bit, giggling. You could hear the faint voice from the phone.

"Oh my God, are you drunk?" Delilah only giggled in response, too drunk to make a coherent response. "Okay, I'm assuming you're at that one club you went to last week, right?" "Mmmhm!" "Are you with anyone else?" "Errr... like, my friends."

You could practically feel Delilah's friend pinch her nose. "How many?" "Uhhh... one... two... four..." She paused. "Fourth!" She said, giggling, adding a -th to the word she meant to say.

"Alright. You're lucky you're my... friend."

And then you blacked out, waking up at Delilah's apartment on the couch, others on the floor or sharing the couch with you.

You still remember that awful hangover you had afterwards.

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You chuckled at the memory, stretching a bit. After finishing an essay for your boss, revising and editing it, you glanced at the clock, checking the time.

8:51 PM.

It was definitely past 8:30, but you weren't going until eleven.

You had time to pick out your outfit, relax, and do some housework if you wanted to -which you didn't want to-.

Standing up, leaving the chair you'd been glued to for almost two hours, you sighed, making your way to the closet.

You rummaged through it, and after a little, you found an outfit you liked.

Humming, you put it on your bed, along with your extra wallet (which had less money than your normal wallet, so when you went to the club, you wouldn't lose a bunch of money from being robbed or losing it) and some water to put in Delilah's car to sober up after the club.

You checked your phone before putting it on your charger.

Footsteps padded against the floor as you made your way to the couch to watch some of your favorite show, 'The Good Doctor'.

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'Some' turned into almost three hours.

And now you had eleven minutes to get ready.

You rushed to the bathroom to do your makeup — not like anyone would see it, anyway. But you liked doing your makeup, not because you were insecure, but because you just liked trying new styles.

And you really liked eyeliner.

(Reference picture, I think it's Niki Nihachu, but I'm not sure.)

After you were done, you shoved the makeup into your container in the bathroom, hastily going to your room, fumbling with the clothing to put it on.

After about five minutes, you succeeded, and grabbed your phone from the charger, opening your messaging app up.

You

Hey, you ready?

Seen at 10:57 PM.

Lilah 💖

yep. i'm already headed there.

Seen at 10:57 PM.

You

Don't text while driving.

Seen at 10:57 PM.

And don't respond to this.

Seen at 10:58 PM.

You turned off your phone, putting it in your pocket, grabbing your stuff, your wallet shoved in your other pocket, two bottles of water in the other hand.

A few minutes later, your door opened to reveal your friend in a clubbing outfit, her curly black hair mostly laying on her right shoulder.

She had a see-through black top with another top under it, the same color.

Delilah had a black bag, the actual bag part laying on her right hip, the strap on her left shoulder.

She had a black skirt-shorts with a red and black plaid flannel tied around her waist.

The beautiful woman also had long, black, high heeled boots, going up to under her knees, but short enough to walk.

Her tattoos were slightly visible on the lower thighs.

(What I based her off of. Not sure who this is!)

"If I wasn't planning on making a move on that bartender — if she's there, I would try to date you, oh my God, you're gorgeous." Her lips formed a flirtatious, but platonic joke.

"Oh my gosh, you're definitely prettier, what the hell do you mean?" You smiled, winking.

"Alright, you've convinced me, I'm prettier." She said, shrugging her shoulders. You let out a playful pout, "Damn, I'm so broken."

"Whatever, you'll get over it. Let's go!" She smiled, tugging your arm, taking the water bottles and putting it in her bag so you could lock the door.

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Soon, you both arrived at the fancy, famous club called LUX.

Excitedly, your friend, Delilah, got in line with you, figuratively jumping up and down with joy.

"Oh my God, you'll love it here, Y/n. All of the men, women, and enbys are definitely gonna hit on you, bae."

"Assuming I'd be confident enough to let them approach me."

She rolled her eyes, chuckling.

You both got closer and closer to the doors of the provocative strip club, you both paid your halves when you finally approached the doors.

Stepping into the building, you both smiled. 'This time, I won't drink as much.' You promised yourself.

Oh, how promises break.

Immediately, Delilah went to the bar — partly for the drinks, but mostly because she saw a particular bartender.

Giggling at the absurdity of her actions, you went to a couch, not drunk enough to have confidence to talk to people or dance — not that most of them would remember, considering how many had drinks in their hands.

You fiddled with a silver ring you had bought about a month ago, which laid on your index finger.

"Why, hello! I've never seen you here before! I would remember a face like yours." A velvet voice was heard, oddly close to you.

'Wait, are they talking to me?'

You whipped your head up, mouth parted a little.

There stood a tall, dark haired man with dark eyes, a black suit with a slightly visible white shirt under it, black, shiny shoes on his feet.

You swallowed. "Hello..."

You should've gotten drunk beforehand.

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Hello, everyone! I have no clue how drinking or hangovers work, or strip clubs, since I'm 18, but I hope it's not too far off. 🖤

Sorry it took so long to get to Lucifer, it's more of an introduction to some characters in this chapter.

Also, Delilah is bisexual, and goes by she/they.

The reader is possibly bi-curious, it depends on your view of the reader. <33

Delilah may have a lil' crush on Maze and just thinks Lucifer is hot, haha

#lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer morningstar #lucifer imagines #lucifer morningstar imagines #x reader #female reader

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ghostofaboy · 2 years ago

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Rock Bottom - Overthinking

Summary: Frankie is spiraling after Tom’s death. Drugs lead to some unhealthy friendships, and too ashamed to reach out to his former teammates for help, Frankie is drawn into a world he’s afraid he can’t get out of.

Frankie thinks about his ex, Tyler... and his repressed feeling for Benny

Pairing: Frankie “Catfish” Morale/Original Male Characters Rating: Explicit. Serious over 18s only Word count: 1839 Chapter: 11/?

Warnings: implied/referenced drug use, drug addiction, Self-esteem issues, angst, Frankie not coping, amateur porn

Note: This has not been beta read, so apologies for any mistakes. This is a fic with gay and bi characters. Please make sure you read the tags/warnings. Header by @gasolinerainbowpuddles

Part 10 / Part 1 / Masterpost

Frankie could get used to this. The sentence floated through his mind, fully formed, almost like someone else’s commentary on the situation. He could get used to this. This being cared for and wrapped up in another person. Tyler. The twenty-seven-year-old man who was currently draped over Frankie as they slept. He could get used to this. Cuddling up after a long day. Kisses and conversations with someone who cared about him.

He’d had all of this before another voice reminded him. Maya. Granted, their relationship hadn’t gotten off to the best of starts. He’d been drunk when they’d met. Drunk and high. But so had she. Just like him and Tyler. Frankie had met Maya down at a dive bar not too long before Columbia. They’d slept together before they’d known each other's names. Just like him and Tyler. What started as just sex when high had turned into a relationship. Just like him and Tyler. The only difference was Maya and Frankie had decided to try and be a real couple only after they’d found out Maya was pregnant.

Frankie could still remember the day Maya had told him. She’s been so nervous and made fidgeting small talk, to begin with. Frankie had thought she was telling him she wanted to end it or that she was married. But then, with a deep breath, she had told the guy she had only known for a month that she was expecting. And everything changed.

Frankie stopped using and started taking extra shifts in an attempt to save up as much money as possible. They’d gotten a place together. They met each other's parents, and everything seemed great. Everything was great until Frankie had fucked it up. It had been two months before the baby was due, and he’d volunteered for another shift. His downtime gap between flights was acceptable. In theory, he should have had plenty of rest. But Maya had been on bed rest with high blood pressure, so he’d been a little busier than he’d expected. Still, everything should have been fine.

But he was Fransisco Morales, and if there was one thing he excelled at, it was fucking up. He’d been tired and had forgotten the coke from months earlier was still in his locker. The moment his eyes saw that bag, he was done. Just once, he’d told himself. He just needed to get through this flight, and then he’d have a week off. How he thought he could get passed the drug screening, Frankie didn’t know. It was like his brain had forgotten the basics of working for an airline. A manager from the airline was waiting when he landed in Atlanta. And just like that, he was suspended.

Maya took it surprisingly well, all things considered. Told him he should appeal. Explain how stressed he was because of the baby. But Frankie knew his license was as good as gone. So when Pope contacted him shortly after Sofia’s birth, the money was just too tempting.

It was only ever supposed to be a recce. But now Tom was dead, and Frankie had gone straight back to the drugs. His PTSD working overtime and costing him his family. Maybe one day Maya would let Frankie see Sofia again. Maybe.

Tyler shifted and snorted in his sleep, snapping Frankie out of his spiral. Tyler looked so beautiful asleep in Frankie’s arms. His short brown hair sticking up at odd angles. His long lashes resting on his cheeks. Glazing down at him, Frankie’s lips twitched into a smile. Frankie wondered what he could be dreaming of as Tyler sighed and smiled.

It was a small smile, not one of Tyler’s usual big goofy grins. Those smiles were going to be the death of Frankie. All it would take is one of those grins, and Frankie was putty in Tyler’s hands. Frankie chuckled to himself at how much Tyler reminded him of Benny.

The thought hit Frankie like cold water. Tyler reminded him of Benny. Was that why Frankie was drawn to him? Sure, he’s gotten to know Tyler more over the past week, and he knew that his growing feelings were in large part due to Tyler’s personality. But Frankie couldn’t deny that a big part of him was attracted to Tyler because of his looks, which were an awful lot like Benny’s. Were his feelings for Tyler because he can’t have Benny?

He’d always wanted Benny Miller. Ever since they first met, he’d wanted Benny in some way. At first, it had been purely lust, and Frankie had tried subtle ways to catch Benny’s attention. Benny wouldn’t have been the first fellow soldier to sleep with Frankie. But when it became apparent to everyone that Benny was into the ladies, Frankie switched to simply watching from afar. Sure there was the slim chance Benny was also bisexual, but Frankie had only ever seen him with women. He’d dropped hints about guys once they were out of the service, with both Tom and Will picking up on them, but never Benny. Frankie had finally decided that either Benny had noticed and wasn’t interested in him or didn’t notice because he didn’t think that way. Either way, Frankie was left nursing an unrequited crush.

The sun was just coming up, peeking through the thin curtains of Tyler’s trailer as Frankie lay there, arms wrapped around the younger man. He should get used to this, he thought, trying not to think of Benny. Tyler was great, and wanted him back. Tyler knew about his habit and still wanted to be with him. He should try to get used to this.

Most of Sunday was spent just hanging out. Tyler set up his laptop in the sitting area, and the two of them relaxed, watching movies while cuddling. It was a nice slow day, only broken up by Tyler’s phone occasionally buzzing or ringing. Josh apparently had been struck with some inspiration while editing the latest video. And the two of them bounced messages back and forth through the day, planning out a more narrative-driven video.

“It’ll still just be porn, though.” Frankie laughed, handing Tyler a mug filled with tea.

“Yeah, but sometimes it’s good to add a little story in there.” Tyler laughed back. “You know, a scenario to excite people. I can sit on a bed and jack off, or we can intercut it with Josh or someone peeking through a window. The idea being it’s naughty cos I’m being watched.”

“I get it.” Frankie settled back onto the sofa. “So what was Josh’s idea?”

“Well, he’s got two.” Tyler bit his lip and looked down, playing with the mug in his hands. “One was I’m seducing someone, and the other well, I catch someone jacking off, and then we fuck.”

“Ok.” Frankie nodded. Fairly simple ideas, although both would need Tyler to be with someone else. “So Josh wants to be in the vids again?”

“No.” Tyler let out a nervous laugh. “No, erm, he wanted me to ask either you or Glen.”

Frankie’s eyebrows shot up. “Me?”

“Yeah. I know you weren’t into the last vid we did, but that was because, well, I figured it was because of Gavin and the fisting and…” Tyler trailed off.

“I’m not sure, Ty.” Frankie sighed. “I mean, I’m just not sure how I’d feel about it being online. What if someone I knew saw it?”

“Well, for them to see it, they’d have to be on gay porn sites for a start.” Tyler pointed out. “But there are ways around it if being recognized is the issue. We can blur your face, frame it so it’s never in shot, you could wear a mask. Or… I can just do it with Glen.”

“You made vids with Glen before?” Frankie frowned, trying not to sound too jealous.

“Yeah.” Tyler nodded. “That’s how we met. He’d seen some of my early stuff and invited me to be in some of his videos. He had more of a following, so it was a good opportunity. He gave me some great tips, and yeah, he’s a good friend.”

Frankie opened his mouth, but Tyler’s phone buzzed loudly. “Josh again?”

“Yeah. I told him you were here, and he wanted to remind you about the edit he made to the first vid from last weekend.” Tyler threw his phone away further down the sofa. “Forget it. I’ll tell him to delete it, and I’ll figure out some new vid ideas.”

“Let me think about it.” Frankie heard himself saying.

“Really?” Tyler’s face lit up. “Cos, I’d rather do these with you. And like I said, we can figure out disguising you if we need to.”

Frankie just nodded and smiled as Tyler settled back against him on the sofa. Part of him did want to make the videos. It could be fun, and he trusted Tyler not to hurt him. Part of him wondered what people’s reaction would be if they found out though. It was like Tyler said, though, if the videos were found, whoever found them should have had to have been on gay porn sites or subscribed to Tyler to watch them. Maybe they could make both of Josh’s ideas.

“Is that your phone?” Tyler nudged Frankie out of his thoughts, and Frankie realized his phone had made a noise.

“Yeah, I think so.” Frankie pulled away from Tyler and dug his phone out of his jeans pocket. Sure enough, he had a new text message.

[Hey Fish. Haven’t heard back from you but wanted to let you know Benny is fighting tonight at the old King’s Market. Doors at 7pm. Benny fights at 8. Hope to see you there. Will]

“You ok?” Frankie looked up to see Tyler watching him.

“Yeah.” Frankie gulped. He’d forgotten all about Benny’s fight. “Yeah. My friend, a guy I served with, is an MMA fighter, and he’s on tonight.”

“That’s fucking cool, dude.” Tyler grinned. “Are you going?”

“I dunno.” Frankie read the message over again.

“You should go.” Tyler set his empty mug down and wrapped his arms around Frankie. “Go see your friend.”

“Last time I saw him or his brother, I was high.” Frankie’s mouth suddenly felt very dry.

“All the more reason to go tonight.” Tyler kissed Frankie gently on the cheek. “Show them you’re trying to stay clean. They’re your friends. I bet they’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed them.” Frankie admitted.

“So go watch your friend beat the shit out of someone.” Tyler laughed, and Frankie couldn’t let joining in.

“Ok.” He nodded, smiling, and started typing out his reply.

[Ironhead. I’ll see you there. Fish.]

“You can tell me all about it tomorrow.” Tyler chuckled as he walked Frankie to his truck. “And you can tell me why your fucking nickname is Fish, dude.”

“Promise.” Frankie laughed, giving Tyler one last kiss through the truck window before setting off for home to get ready. It would be good to see Will again. And Benny.

#triple frontier #francisco morales x original male character(s)#francisco 'catfish' morales #frankie morales #frankie morales x original male character(s)#rock bottom fic #m/m fiction

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actualbird · 3 years ago

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Gonna leave my comments on the latest fic here instead of ao3, hope it's fine!

Starting off strong with that second paragraoh already hurting me in the heart. Never have I seen such a painful yet accurate description of Luke, and it hurts.

fhkxjg Peanut shitting on Luke's bed. Best threat I've ever seen, and it worked! Kind of! If you pretend!

Luke taking down his entire combat class on his own is terrifying. Now I fear Luke too.

Shifting the repetition from "and yet he follows" to "try" hurts my soul. Luke has gone through so, so much, and he keeps trying and trying to continue onwards. He deserves to rest for once.

Oh boy drunk Luke is a hilarious mess. I burst out laughing when he started singing. "The song he's singing is from the 90s. He's not okay." only made it worse. I absolutely adore Aaron in this.

Aaron cares! He should get a raise for this, I'm pretty sure Luke has risen his blood pressure a concerning amount.

Luke feeding stray cats melts my heart. How people still think he's horrifying after that I'll never know, Luke needs a group of friends to feed cats with.

I love that Angie just knows disaster means Luke at this point, it speaks volumes on how many times this exact scenario has happened.

Oh my god Luke's still singing. Go Luke go, this is the best thing I've ever read.

Ah, the angst is back. Luke fearing Ria being scared of him hurts. Thank goodness she isn't in canon, I don't want to know how he would've reacted if Ria/mc had pushed him away after learning of his work.

Luke called Aaron dad!!!! He's absolutely not wrong, Aaron is best dad. Besides, Luke needs a father figure in nsb.

Just like all your other fics, I adored reading this. I've always loved reading the main cast's interactions with the side characters they're close to, and this was a lovely fic for Aaron and Luke.

🌌

HI, MILKYWAAAAAAAYYY :DDD. leaving ur comments for the fic here is totes fine and waaAAAAHHH THIS ASK MADE MY NIGHT LAST NIGHT

im rlly glad you liked the second paragraph!!! that was actually something i added like, just a few hours before posting. it wasnt in my outline originally, but i wanted to like. give a more solid context to aaron's protectiveness adding onto his dad-ish tendencies. luke got into all this before he could even get a driver's license. aaron could not leave him

kbkJBKJSFS i recently read the first part of SSR Twinkling Eyes and peanut knows how to be a rascal when needed!

luke tries :((((. it's one of the key things i see in him as a character, hes always trying his best to achieve the goodness he has in his head. problem is, that image of goodness in his head is skewed towards him devaluing himself. but once he gets it through his head that theres a better way, one that involves being kind to himself, he tries his damndest.

glad drunk!luke was fun to see be a mess kJBSKDJFKDJFS. drunk!luke in future cn server canon inspired me but i took it like, wayyyy further. i wanted to make him sing more songs, i wanted WONDERWALL IN HERE, but i couldnt make it fit kjbkas

writing aaron's wife who i pulled into existence is super fun!!! if aaron is the swiss army knife dad that can be multi-dad to his actual child and his pseudo son who he just adopted, i like to think mrs. angie yishmir is swiss army knife multi-mom

and i named aaron's daughter for reasons. (reasons being: mayhaps a follow up fic of the dinner and maya bosses luke around to let her put a lot of bright colorful bows in his hair)

tHANK GOODNESS MC IS A CHAMP AND NOT SCARED OF LUKE AS WELLLLLLLL. in Lost Gold, the whole overarching thing of luke wanting to always be the person mc wants followed by mc inevitably seeing luke nearly slit a dude's throat (rmr how that happened? WILD....) and she was still mostly unphased like, "hey, no matter what, you'll always be luke to me" I HAVE EMOTIONS. luke has nothing to worry about, about this. but luke is great at worrying anyway kasbkfjsa

luke pearce: you are my daaaaaad, boogie woogie woogie

thank you so so much for this ask, milkyway!!! im rlly happy u enjoyed the fic :')

#milkyway!anon #asks #aaron sighs and points the ray gun of son-ification at luke in response #commints

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summercreolefanfictioner · 2 years ago

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Gilbert Feinze || the vampire doll's first master

he who is known as the master of the dream world

A/N: So I kept mentioning Maya's first master in my posts without even introducing him formally omg my bad. Shoutout to @whitechocolatemochaasblog for encouraging me to post abt this hot daddy vampire lol

Gilbert Feinze is actually a true friend of Karlheinz. As in friends. Like they confide in each other and even use each other.

Swear to God they don't ask each other's permission like "hmm I think my bestie Karl can handle this job for me"

But their trust towards each other is so strong that even if Gilbert becomes a pawn in Karl's plans, he doesn't mind cause Karl returns all his favors

So they're like even in this game 😏

If you ask Karlheinz how they became friends, he'll just tell you that it's bcos Gilbert's surname rhymes with his name lol

As the head of the Feinze clan, Gilbert is actually responsible for governing the dream world. Like anything about dreams is his main territory. Whether it's eradicating nightmares, providing sweet dreams, mentally scarring someone by showing them visions of horror—ANYTHING!

He can even summon skeletons and bat familiars to his liking (he even makes them show up during Halloween just for fun)

Another fun fact: The Feinze clan is known for having a selective blood. This means, no one can know the taste and scent of their blood except for the "chosen one" (hence why Kanato is the only one who knows the taste of Maya's blood)

He can even create a spell that makes a human blood "not interesting" to another vampire

His powers also even came close to predicting the future like Karlheinz. But nah Karl is still the most powerful bcos Gilbert doesn't make an effort to top him

Plus he doesn't like added responsibility like hello he's been guarding the dream world his whole life and now you want him to govern the whole demon world? Troublesome.

Ofc Gilbert drinks human blood, but unlike other vampires, he doesn't cause too much trouble in the human world while doing so.

And this leads us to another fact abt him, which is: he's a flirt.

But he doesn't flirt with a girl twice. He's like "I only do one-time thing" and that's it. Like bye, girl. I will never see you again btch

It only changed when he was staying in one of the places in Paris during the 1890s and met this mortal woman. And guess what, she's working in one of those post mail offices where they deliver letters to your loved ones.

Tbh Gilbert was quite smitten bcos she was a girl who likes to run her mouth, blow bubble gums and make them pop before chewing them again, and put red on her lips even tho her manager says it makes her look unapproachable

But nonetheless, he visits her everyday, sketches her face on paper whenever he's in the mood, and writes her letters

They actually hit it off, despite her knowing he's a vampire like they married, settled down. And yes, no kids bcos Gilbert feared that she would die giving birth to a half-blood vampire.

However, just like all mortals, the woman died of old age, smiling at Gilbert as she tells him not to cry because one day the two of them will meet again in another life. To be honest, Gilbert asked her if she wanted to be like him, but she couldn't let go of her humanity, so he braced himself for this day.

Since then, Gilbert has never drunk any human blood. He only feeds from animals, to be exact.

The other vampires thought he was being foolish but he didn't care. He loved that woman, and not drinking human blood is his way to show her how much he cared for her even when she was gone.

This actually inspired Karlheinz for his Adam and Eve project. But yeeeaaahh his methods are all wrong ngl 'cause Gilbert changed for himself and he didn't have to have a rough childhood (it's what we call true redemption daddy Karl haha)

Then after a few years, he moved to Japan bcos of Karlheinz

"Gil, there's so many hot springs here! Plus the technology is great. You should come."

And yes, he's like only a few yards away from the Sakamaki manor. However, his traditional Japanese mansion is hidden in the forest so they didn't know abt him.

He also donned a fake name so he can build a business there, and yeah he became this multi-billionaire with high-class hotel resorts and condominium buildings.

One day, Karlheinz visited him and told him he needed an heir bcos apparently Gilbert's family relatives are fighting over the head position of the clan in the demon world. Plus, he needed someone from the Feinze family to serve him for his next plan.

"Is this a part of your Adam and Eve whatever shenanigan? 'Cause I am rejecting it now."

"Fortunately, it is not. It's a different one. It's a plan to make a double-edged sword, someone who will make sure no creature from the demon world wreaks havoc in the human world."

But the thing is, Gilbert does not plan on having an heir. Like he planned on ending the Feinze clan. Even his brother, Edward, who insists on taking over the dream world, got rejected for his plans. Like nope, no one is suited to be the new master of the dream world.

Besides, he knows how evil his relatives can be. They might even reject Karl instead of obeying him

So Karlheinz told him, he'd look for his heir in the human world. So Gilbert just waited for him for like a good amount of years until Karlheinz showed up on his doorstep with a little girl (probably around 7 to 8 yrs old) bundled up in his arms.

"What the hell? Are you kidnapping little girls now?"

"No. This one's your heir."

Gilbert tried talking to the human girl, but she just kept on hiding behind Karl's leg, almost tearing up even when he assured her that he won't do anything

So one day, Gilbert tried to coax her out of her shell by giving her marshmallows. And that's when it all began.

"What's your name?"

"Ma... ya. Maya."

"That's not your real name."

"I know, but... I want to abandon my old self."

Gilbert was a strict teacher to Maya. But he ain't the type to punish Maya if she wasn't doing great. He's just the type to push her to her limits. Like some of the familiars are worried that he was overworking the kid but nah. He just wants her to learn

At least he ain't drowning her in a lake when she messes up

He actually rewards her with a big bowl of cherries if she manages to complete her training

Call him daddy but he paid for Maya's homeschooling education, as well as her other needs. He even taught her how to save up money and how to manage his hotel and condominium business.

Ofc Gilbert knew he was going to die one day, that's why he did everything he could to tell Maya how it's gonna play for her.

However, he just couldn't directly tell her that she would be having the vampire life someday since Maya believes that he is the last Feinze, and no one will inherit his throne in the dream world. And he didn't want to have an argument with her before he dies.

But the thing is, Gilbert didn't anticipate that his death was just around the corner.

Karlheinz sent a letter to his sons regarding Gilbert Feinze's gift, which is Maya. And he added that they will be coming there for a formal introduction, w/c never happened.

Because on their way to the Sakamaki manor, a vengeful vampire hunter shot Gilbert in the hip with his silver arrow. And bcos of the blood loss, Gilbert lost control and sucked Maya's blood

In short, he almost killed her dry.

And when he realized this, he was frantic so he had to turn her into a vampire while running away from the hunter. When things didn't work, he conducted a blood transfusion spell.

This way, his blood is running in her body, which makes it easier for her to turn into a vampire.

However, Gilbert still died bcos the hunter got them, leading Maya to run toward the manor, grieving as she tries to accept that a part of her is not human anymore. In short, she's an incomplete vampire.

If you're asking abt the hunter, Kanato burned him to death. And yes, Maya stole his silver bow and arrow bcos he "stole" Gilbert's life

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justmypartner · 3 years ago

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Make it Work: Chapter 7

Summary: When offered a permanent position with the FBI, Hailey agrees to take it under one condition: Jay comes too. As their personal lives and work lives begin to change, the two partners find it increasingly difficult to navigate their complex relationship and manage their feelings for one another.

Writer’s Note: Angst, angst, and more angst! Please push through it though, because next chapter will make up for it. I promise ;) 3 more chapters after this one! As always, thank you so so much for reading!!!

Tagging: @angelsjedi , @brookerz122493 , @cpdfan2014 , @the–carousel , @maya-asturias , @itsdesiree86 , @tvshowsaremyhappyplace

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It wasn’t a dream, was the first thought in Jay’s mind when he woke up the next morning. He laid in bed, squinting at the shadows on his ceiling created by the sunlight creeping in through the shades on his window. A slew of curses fell from his mouth as memories from the night before flooded his mind. He became increasingly aware of the lingering effects of the liquor as his head pounded and the room seemed to spin around him. The deep desire for a glass of water was the only motivation getting him up and out of bed. He skipped his usual morning coffee, downing a few large glasses of water and painkillers in its place. As bad as managing a hangover at work sounded, nothing seemed worse to him than having to face Hailey. It should have made him relieved to see the feelings he had for her be reciprocated, but it wasn’t enough to ease the pain that came from leaving her all alone with those feelings up in the air.

He dragged himself into work, knowing his hangover was written all over his face. He didn’t care. All he cared about at that point was surviving the day and making sure he and Hailey were okay.

He would have been lying if he said he wasn’t relieved to see her desk empty when he entered the bullpen. He felt like he needed a few more moments to prepare himself before having to face her. He quietly made his way to his desk, slumping in his chair and taking a breather.

“Long night there, Halstead?” Walker asked over the monitor on Jay’s desk. His face scrunched up at the high volume of the man’s voice.

“Would you keep it down,” Jay said with a groan, eliciting a low laugh out of both Walker and Daisy who sat across from him, watching him suffer with amusement.

“Looks like it was a long night for Blondie there too,” Walker called out as his eyes tracked someone over Jay’s shoulder. He didn’t have to turn around to know he was talking about Hailey, but the nickname caught him off guard. She wasn’t big on nicknames, especially one like that. Reluctantly, he turned his head to see her walking in sluggishly as she tried to rub away the tired look in her eyes. She waved Walker and his teasing comments off before settling in her chair the same way Jay had.

“What’d you two get into last night?” Daisy questioned.

“Huh, wha- What do you mean?” Jay stuttered out nervously, the memories of the night before flashing in his mind. Memories so vivid he felt like he could still feel her breath against his face and her touch on his skin.

“What do I mean? I mean, why are you two rolling in here like a bunch of frat boys on a Sunday morning?” Daisy questioned with a laugh. Jay swallowed hard, looking over at Hailey whose eyes met his briefly before darting away.

“Right… that would be a bottle of tequila,” Hailey said plainly before busying herself on her computer. Jay did the same and their two fellow agents took the hint, shrugging off the pair’s avoidance and settling back at their desks. It was obvious she remembered the night before just as clearly as he did, and that made him nervous.

They were assigned a string of robberies that had taken place at a few high-security medical facilities around Midtown. Drake sent the two pairs out to a number of the facilities to interview witnesses and canvas. Jay was happy to be out of the office, but he knew the second the two of them were alone in the car, the awkward tension that existed in the office would only be ten times worse.

They climbed into the car quietly, driving in silence for a few minutes. However, it wasn’t their usual comfortable silence. The silence was deafening and Jay was distracted, something he knew could pose dangers in the field. He knew they had to air things out.

“Hailey, about last night-“ he began before she cut him off.

“Jay, no. It’s fine. We were both… very drunk,” she said with emphasis on the last two words. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have-“ this time Jay cut her off.

“What? No, I’m the one that should be sorry. I didn’t want you to think that I…” his voice trailed off as he shook his head. How did he tell her he wasn’t fleeing because he didn’t have feelings for her, but the direct opposite of that? How did he tell her he wanted nothing more than to kiss her? That being with her was something he dreamt of for years, but not while his body and mind were drowning in tequila? These thoughts flipped through the forefront of his brain as he tried to piece together words he actually wanted to say to her.

“Jay, it’s fine. It’s a new day, we’ve got a pretty pressing case, let’s just focus on that, yeah?” She finally said, using his silence to shut down the conversation completely. He nodded, mentally kicking himself for his inability to put his thoughts into words.

When they arrived at the facility, they interviewed a few of the techs who were present at the time of the robberies. The men came in with rifles, threatening them to open cold storage containers before taking several experimental treatment vials and loading them into transport coolers. They then locked the techs in one of the backrooms before making their exits. The agents asked if there were any other facilities nearby that could be potential targets. The individuals named two companies nearby that would have similar facilities that possibly housed the same vials targeted by the offenders.

Jay and Hailey arrived at the first location, flashing their badges to the front desk worker and asking to be let up to the floor with cold storage. The man refused, insisting the pair must have the wrong place. Jay noticed blood on the collar of the man’s shirt, as well as a rip where a nametag should have been. Something didn’t feel right to him, and he looked over at Hailey to see if she had noticed it too. Her eyes confirmed this, and she pulled out her phone, checking the screen before looking up at Jay.

“Hey, boss got the address wrong. Sorry for the trouble,” she said. Jay nodded and they turned to make their way to the exit. His heart rate picked up as they turned their back to the man. They were vulnerable in that position, and they had no tactical advantage if their hunch was correct. A few steps from the door, Jay heard a click of metal from behind them. It was faint, but before he could even react, a gunshot was going off and Hailey was shoving him behind a large cement pillar to their right.

“Jay, get down!” She yelled as their bodies slammed against the ground and bullets rained down around them.

“You good?” she asked, hovered over him as she drew her weapon.

“Yeah, yeah, good,” he confirmed, trying to catch his breath and reaching for his own weapon.

Hailey called for backup as Jay drew cover fire from around the pillar. He retreated to reload as the two of them stood shoulder to shoulder behind the cover of the barrier.

“On three, cover me, I’m going to make my way to the other side so I can get a better shot,” Jay said to her. She nodded nervously as he started the count down.

He got to the number three, and she began firing at the man, drawing enough cover for Jay to successfully make it to the other side of the lobby with a much clearer shot. Jay got the man in his sights, adjusting slightly for the distance, and fired 3 rounds. Silence filled the lobby as the man fell to the floor with a thud.

“You good?” He called out to Hailey. There was a brief pause.

“Good,” she replied, sending a shock of relief through Jay’s entire body.

The next thing they knew, Walker and Daisy were bursting through the front doors with tact guys behind them.

“You two good?” Daisy called out as her eyes surveyed the room for the two partners.

“Yeah, all good,” Hailey replied as she and Jay made their way to their fellow agents.

“Nothing like a shower of bullets to knock the hangover out of you, am I right?” Walker teased as Hailey and Jay sent him a shared snarl.

Daisy knocked the man in the head jokingly as she handed Hailey and Jay a vest to put on before they made their way up to the higher floors to take down the rest of the offenders. As they secured their vests, Jay’s eyes remained on Hailey, reassuring himself that she was okay after being uncertain just a few minutes prior. Before they headed up the stairs with the rest of the team, he stopped her and pulled her to the side.

“Thank you… for pushing me out of the way back there. Pretty sure you saved my life,” he told her sincerely, as his hand found its way to her arm just below her shoulder. She smiled down at the floor before shaking her head lightly.

“It’s what partners do,” she nodded, bringing a hand to rest over his briefly before walking past him towards the stairs.

With that came a flood of relief. The avoidance, the tension, it all disappeared for a split second with her touch, and he felt like he was finally able to breathe for the first time that day. Despite what happened the night before, they were able to prove that no matter what, they were good together. He knew they still needed to talk. Whether that was just airing out what almost happened the night before or fully putting their feelings out on the table, he wasn’t sure. He was sure, however, that their partnership was unbreakable and no matter what happened, they were always going to be okay.

They followed the team up the stairs to take down the rest of the robbery crew. A shootout and multiple arrests later, they were on their way back to headquarters. On the drive there, it was mostly silent. From the corner of his eye, Jay saw Hailey release her hair from the tight ponytail it was in, shaking her curls loose as they fell to the sides of her head. He looked over briefly before bringing his eyes back to the road. It reminded him of earlier when Walker called her Blondie, and curiosity got the best of him.

“You know, earlier Walker called you Blondie,” he said with a quizzical tone. “I’m surprised he got away with it. If Adam would have ever called you that, he would’ve lost an arm or something,” he half-joked. She stifled a smile and rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, we were at a bar the other night. I was a few drinks deep, and I may have gotten a little too enthusiastic when the band covered Heart of Glass. That and more obvious reasons led to the nickname. I’m not very fond of it, but the more I protest, the more I know he’ll want to use it so… non-reaction is the name of the game,” she told him with a shy smile. He raised his brows with a teasing smile that quickly fell at the thought of the two of them alone at a bar.

“You two, uh, you go out a lot, yeah?” He questioned, despite already feeling certain of her answer.

“A few times, yeah. He’s a good drinking partner when all you want to do is forget about the day and have a little fun. You should come with us sometime, he’ll challenge you to a game of darts and I’d love to see you kick his ass,” she told him with a large smirk.

“Yeah, maybe,” he responded.

The thought of destroying Walker in a game of darts sounded appealing, but he knew he’d never take her up on the offer if he could help it. He could barely take Walker’s flirty looks and comments for Hailey at work, let alone while tipsy in a crowded bar. He knew those feelings weren’t reciprocated from her end, but it was something Jay couldn’t stand to be around regardless.

Once back at headquarters, Jay and Hailey spent hours in interrogation with the men, trying to figure out why they were after the vials and how they knew about them in the first place. By the end of it all, they were able to find out that the leader of the crew had a sick wife. One of her doctors had mentioned an experimental drug treatment that was in the works, but it hadn’t yet hit the market and was only open for trials. His wife was denied entry into the trial, and the more her condition progressed, the more desperate he became. In a support group, he met a man who had recently gotten out of prison with connections to a former robbery crew. Being that they all had loved ones that could benefit from the treatment, the plans for the heists arose.

“I just wanted to save my wife. And those guys? They wanted to save their loved ones too,” the leader revealed to Jay and Hailey in the interrogation room.

“I get that, man. You just went about it the wrong way, and now your wife is going to lose not just the treatment but her husband too,” Jay said before rising from his chair and gathering the file from the table. Hailey was mostly quiet during the final portion of the interrogation, and she silently followed as Jay made his way out of the room.

“This sucks,” she said aloud as soon as the door to the room was closed. Jay questioned her silently, waiting for her to elaborate.

“It’s just… he was doing what he thought he had to do to save his wife, and now he’s probably going to lose her and everything else because of it,” she said in a defeated tone.

“Yeah, but Hailey he broke the law. He tried to cheat the system for his own benefit and hurt innocent people in the process,” he said, a stern look on his face.

“I know, I know, it’s just… Isn’t there some part of you that would want to do the same thing if you were in his position? If it were someone you loved?” she asked him, her eyes looking up at him, melting him in all of the ways only her eyes could.

The question opened something in him. He’d like to think he was strong enough in his morals to have made the right decision in the same situation, but then he thought about his mother. If there were a treatment that could have saved her, he probably would’ve gone to every measure necessary to ensure she got it. Then he thought about the woman before him. If Hailey were the one that needed that treatment, what would he do? He swallowed hard before nodding slowly as he bit the inside of his cheek. She had a point. He looked down at her, her eyes peering up into his, and that urge to tell her how he felt was back. Except, this time it wasn’t driven by a buzz and lowered inhibitions. It was driven by a deep feeling in his chest that seemed to pull his heart to hers. A feeling clearer than anything else in his life.

“Hailey, I think we-“ he began before a deep voice interrupted from behind him.

“Hey, you two! I know you went a little too hard last night, but how about we make it a streak and carry the party on to tonight? Huh? Beers, a game of darts, maybe some billiards?” Walker questioned as he threw an arm around the two of them.

“Uh,” Hailey let out as her gaze remained on Jay with with a look he was guessing to be curiosity surrounding his interrupted sentence.

“What do you say?” Walker asked, turning his head between the two of them as he waited for a response.

“Only if you let me choose the bar this time, that last one reeked of cigarettes. I was sure I got lung cancer just from opening the door,” Hailey finally said with a laugh.

Jay’s mood deflated quickly, and he wriggled out from the man’s hold.

“Uh as much fun as that sounds, I actually have plans tonight,” he lied. Hailey sent him a questioning look as Walker shrugged his shoulders.

“Just the two of us once again, Blondie,” Walker said with a wink that created a sick feeling in Jay’s stomach.

Every time Jay thought he was ready to tell her how he felt, something seemed to stand in the way and discourage him immediately. He was beginning to question whether or not it was worth it. Wondering if all of the roadblocks were just signs from the universe that they were better off as partners. He watched as she walked back to her desk and grabbed her coat, turning to look back at him briefly. It was a lingering look, a glimmer in her eyes he knew all too well. Then, Walker interrupted her to ask if she was ready to go, and the look was gone instantly. Yet, that one look was enough to send every bit of doubt he had right out of his head. As hard as he tried to fight it, he was in love with her. He wasn’t sure when or where, but someday soon he wasn’t going to be able to hold it in. One way or another, he knew they were meant to be together, and in that moment that was enough hope to make him smile through the ache of watching her walk away without him.

#upstead #jay x hailey #hailey x jay #jay halstead #hailey upton #chicago pd #upstead fic #justmypartner fics #collection of Em’s fics

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everyhowlmarksthedead · 4 years ago

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THE FORBIDDEN FRUIT

Ezekiel ‘EZ’ Reyes x Obispo ‘Bishop’ Losa daughter! Reader

Anon #1 asked: Hi 💕 obsessed with your writing! I was wondering if I could request a fic where the reader is Bishops daughter so she’s jokingly referred to as a “forbidden fruit” cause she’s hot but none of the mc can have her because of who her dad is. But she starts to fall for either Angel or EZ? (Either one you pick 🤘🏼) thank you 💕💕

@ly--canthrope asked: I lied! I have a 3rd one for Ez haha. Not much of a prompt, but can you build a scene around this please? -- breaking the kiss to say something, staying so close that you’re murmuring into each other’s mouths- thank you so much!

Word Count: 1.5k

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“Yeah, you hit him hard, man”. Coco cheers EZ, once he's out of the ring and the Stockton members are picking up what is left of their prospect.

“Good job, lil'bro. You fucked up that bitch”.

“So, what's your prize, ah? Choose”. Gilly says offering him a beer.

“I'm gonna ask (Y/N) to take care of me”.

“No, no, no, no”. Coco replies, placing himself in front of him to stop his feet.

“The hell you sayin', brother? That bitch left your brain out of you, or what?” Angel narrows his eyes, shaking lightly his head.

“She's the forbidden fruit, carnal. Don' get into more troubles”. The mexican with long hair speaks.

“Prez looks happy teasing Oscar because I won”.

“Prez looks happy 'cause it's his daughter's birthday. ‘Best day of his life’, as he always says”. Gilly surrounds his neck with an arm, while continuing walking to the bar on the crowded yard.

“I will do it anyway”. Having a long sip of his beer, EZ gives it to his brother, taking the advantage to look for you.

You're sitting close to your father, clinged to one of his arms, having fun with your tíos and your family from other charters. It's your 21th birthday and Bishop decides to have a party with all the Mayans. So, the whole Santo Padre knows you're celebrating. It's the first time you see them all reunited, being the center of attention even if you don't like it. Every five minutes, a member walks closer to greet you, as if you were some kind of princess. Yes, your father is El Rey de los Mayas, but you're not sure what position it gives you.

Your eyes travel to the crowd, observing the younger Reyes coming with self-confidence and security towards your position. Sitting up on your chair, you smirk at him trying to not show how nervous you are. Should be illegal see this fucking good after a fight. You like him. You like him at the point you dream with him. But it's a shit that he hides what he feels because of Bishop. Just like you do. He's the most interesting man you have never known. Sometimes you try to figure out why the hell he joined Mayans, but then you see him riding his bike and your head goes blank.

“Congratulations, Ezekiel”. Your father compliments him with a huge smile on the corner of his lips.

“Thanks, presidente. I was… asking myself if (Y/N) could help me to fix me up. Angel sa—”.

“No”. “Yes”.

Bishop and Marcus talk in unison. The men look at each other, frowning a little. You're in the middle of them, raising your hands to both chests.

“Club business, caballeros”. Making fun of them, you get up from your chair holding EZ's hand.

You let him lead you to the inside of the clubhouse, looking for the medical kit to heal his face. Letting go his fingers tangled in yours, you cross the main hallway to the bathroom to take all the stuff you can need. Carrying it among your hands, you come back to the younger Reyes with that smile that makes your legs shake since you met him a year ago.

You ring the bell, holding with a hand the glass tray full of tamales, your best friend's favorite mexican dish. Coco opens the door with a cigar between his long fingers and a serious look on his face.

“We don' wan' publicity, thanks”. He says before trying to close the door on your nose.

“Don' you have a moment to talk about our lord Itzamná?” You joke on him, hitting the wood with a shoulder to come in.

“Ah, bueno, si es un Maya… pues sí, digo, no más, pasa, pasa”. (Well, if it's a Mayan… of course, come in, come in). He replies gesticulating exaggeratedly, starting to laugh.

“What's up, Coquito?”

The mexican takes the food from your hands, leaning to leave a loud kiss on your check.

“Hey, lil'mama”. The oldest Reyes surrounds your neck with both arms from behind you, kissing the top of your head. “Come're, I wanna introduce you to my brother”.

“The famous Ezekiel”.

“Oh, stop”. He clicks his tongue somewhat jealous, leading you to the kitchen. “Hey, EZ. That's (Y/N), Prez's daughter. So, don' try anything sexual with that smile yours”.

“Angel!” You break in laughs, before focusing on his brother.

“What's up? I'm Ezekiel, but everybody calls me EZ”. The younger Reyes leans forward surrounding your waist with an arm, pushing you closer to kiss your cheek.

You already know that you're fucked and in love.

“Don' lie, brother. We all call you ‘boy scout’!” Coco's words make you both laugh.

“You like adventures?” You ask trying to not sound as if you're flirting. But you are.

“And you?”

“Of course”.

“Yeah, well… What can I say then? I can make fire with everything, that's a good point if you wanna go hiking”.

“I'll keep it in mind, boy scout”.

EZ sits on the poker table, settling yourself between his legs to make it easier to clean the blood on his face with a wet soft towel. He doesn't set apart his eyes from you, on how focused you are on taking care of him. As if he was the most delicate thing in your life. And you're trying to not fall more for him, in case that it's possible. He doesn't need stitches, being enough using some iodine to cover the wounds. Looks like you're an artist in front of her masterpiece, watching him breathe somewhat nervous too close of you.

“I asked for a birthday wish that you don' kiss me tonight”. You mumble, getting lost in his eyes with both hands resting on his lap.

You're not going to blame the alcohol you have been drinking, but you're not in your best moment.

“Saying it will not be fulfilled”.

You can feel his long fingers, a little damaged, touring your hips until they flow on your lower back making you take a last step forward.

“Analyze the phrase, smart boy”.

Narrowing his eyes, and having some seconds, EZ begins to draw a sly smile shaking his head for an instant. Now, he has understood it.

“You wan' me to kiss you?”

“Technically, I don' want you to no kiss me”. You point out, emphasizing each word, containing a loud laugh. “That's what I said. More or less”.

“Tonight”.

“Yeah', tonight”.

“What about tomorrow?” He mutters, raising up a hand to the right side of your neck, caressing the line of your jaw with a thumb.

“I don't know, EZ… I think my last brain cell collapsed”. Pursing your lips, you're almost touching his.

He laughs between his teeth, before kissing you. Your heart has collapsed too, when the adventurous hand goes up to the back of your head, while your mouths fit like two pieces of a puzzle. In perfect harmony. No rush. No nerves. Nothing. You're calmed, enjoying the taste of beer on his tongue, and the taste of tequila on yours. His lips aren't soft, but you're in love with them, with him, right as he is. Al carajo with that your father said. If he is playing his skin for you, you're going to do the same.

Your fingers roam his bare chest, noticing that he's breathing somewhat better, pressing his hand on your back to push you a little closer. Up to his neck, your fingers wrap it softly while he bites your lower lip so sensual that, if he wasn't holding you, you could fall down.

“Your father is watching us”. He whispers onto your mouth, caressing your nose with his.

Your cheeks are burning when you turn between EZ's legs to the main door. Bishop is resting against the frame having a drag of his cigar and carrying a closed bottle of tequila. You know what it means. You made him the promise that you would get drunk together, now that you can ‘legally’ drink.

“I have… to leave. Put some ice on your knuckles, okay?” You say to the younger Reyes, and he simply nods.

El presidente is killing him with his look, offering you a hand to hold it and take you away from the prospect. Going downstairs, he puts his eyes on you with an incredulous gesture.

“It could be worse, dad”.

“Oh, really? Surprise me, mi amor”.

“Could be Angel, instead of EZ”.

“Why the fuck you have an answer for everything, ah?”

“C'mon, dad! It's my birthday”.

“Yeah, the anniversary of the best day of my life. But we're going to talk about it tomorrow”.

#mayans mc x reader #mayans mc #mayans mc imagine #mayans x reader #ez reyes x reader #ezekiel reyes #ez reyes #ezekiel reyes x reader

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chocolateclass2021 · 3 years ago

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Cacao Origins

Image source: Guatemala, department of El Peten, Ik’ Emblem Glyph site, Maya culture, North American, Central American, Mesoamerican, Mayan, North American, Central American, and Guatemalan. Cylindrical Vessel with Ritual Ball Game Scene. Images, n.d. https://jstor.org/stable/community.15030417.

Cocoa was found, cultivated, and was used in many different ways by the Mesoamericans where it became an important part of their social, economic, and religious practices. The impact of this plant can be found everywhere you look when examining the stories, artifacts, and practices of these cultures. It was especially seen in the myths of the Mayan and Olmec peoples and how high it was regarded as a status symbol in these cultures.

Religious use of cacao can be seen in the religious ceremonies and through the various creation stories and other religious stories seen throughout Mayan and Olmec societies specifically. A specific story that has ties to cacao and the symbol the Mayans used to represent it when inscribing urns, cups, and other various works of art and ceremonial objects are that of the Ahpu Hero Twins who interacted with gods in their various incarnations as they would be killed and resurrected in many of these stories. The second incarnation where these twins were reborn as fish is tied directly to the fish symbol used to represent cacao and led to the cacao drink being seen as a drink of resurrection used in various religious ceremonies. The drinking of the cacao drink was tied to the twins and the life tree by the head of one of the twins being put onto the tree by death in one of the myths and later transforming into a fruit that was later hallowed out and used to drink the juices, or blood, of other fruit that sprouted from the tree of life. Drinking this liquid in this manner would have made them feel more connected to the deities and characters in these mythological stories and feel more created to all of existence since they were drinking the nectar from the tree of life by the way of consuming their cacao drink.

Cocoa was used as a status symbol as the trees were only owned by the highest levels of society and pictures of the trees and plants were used to decorate tombs, caskets, and other important structures and items for these elites also. The cacao drink was a delicacy and very luxurious treat that was drunk in many important situations especially in instances of important political and economic dealings. Archaeologists who studied the bowls and cups found in Mayan cities were able to determine that the drinks were made and consumed at important feasts and events in these societies which included marriages, military victories, and of course funerals. Cacao beans were very valuable and were used as the most expensive of offerings to hosts of these ceremonies and in later periods they were used as a way to show off wealth as status symbols when the times were turning more tumultuous. When the Aztecs came to rule and new trade routes were extended through current day Mexico, Central, and South America there was a boom in growing cacao trees and the seeds were used as a highly valued and sought after currency with great care taken into the storing of the beans. There were different values to different beans in that time as there were a variety of cacao trees that were grown at the time so the value of the beans were determined by size and type.

The importance of cacao to these people cannot be understated. It played a part in every facet of society and was held in such high regard it was involved in their gods and their highest rungs of society. It was respected and held with such high regard that it highly impacted how people were seen and their relationship with the gods and myths they believed in.

Bibliography: Lecture 1: Cacao Tree and Mesoamerican Ancestors

Orellana, Margarita de, Richard Moszka, Timothy Adès, Valentine Tibère, J.M. Hoppan, Philippe Nondedeo, Nezahualcóyotl, et al. “Chocolate: Cultivation and Culture in Pre-Hispanic Mexico.” Artes de México, no. 103 (2011): 65–80. http://www.jstor.org/stable/24318969.

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issabangtanfic · 4 years ago

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[Jungkook] The Windmill House (Chapter 7)

Masterlist

Synopsis: When for once rich doesn’t rhyme with Christian Grey.

Pairing: Jungkook x OC

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Mr. Jeon’s lips curl up into a smirk.

“Oh, hi.” He says, sounding pleased. Of course he is pleased to see me. His smile makes my blood boil.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I hiss, recoiling when the strong scent of alcohol emanating from him reaches my nose. He tilts his head to the side, on eyebrow raised.

“Wham’I supposed to be doin’ in a bathroom?” He retorts. Oh, I don’t want to be dealing with this.

“You’ve got to be kidding.” I mutter to myself, turning on my heels, ready to go pick up Ben and Sidney and leave.

“Wait.” I hear him before feeling his hand around my arm. Oh what now?!

He turns me around, and I glare at him.

“Hey, man.”

I spin my head and see the security guy I just walked past standing behind me. Mr. Jeon lets me go immediately.

“Everything alright?” The man asks him. Mr. Jeon stares at him with a deep frown, mouth hanging open.

“Are you talking to me?” Mr. Jeon asks. Can I leave?

“Alright, buddy.” The guy cajoles, grabbing Mr. Jeon by the lapels of his jacket. " Leave the lady alone.”

Taking the opportunity as soon as it comes, I escape the scene, leaving him with his problems. I can’t bother with him tonight. I nearly run back to our table.

“That was quick.” Sidney says between two selfies. I mutter to myself, deciding I should keep the encounter to myself. Knowing her, she’s probably going to get up to find Mr. Jeon and kick his ass.

It’s fine, he is literally being thrown out of the club at this very time. As the thought crosses my mind, I look out the window that gives onto the street. Mr. Jeon is there, staggering across the road. How drunk s this man. He almost trips on the side walk but eventually makes it up, aiming for the bench of the bus stop. I watch as he lays down on it, on his back, one leg up on the wooden surface, and just stays there.

I frown as I witness his strange behavior, and soon realize he’s falling asleep. Out there? Under a bus stop? Is he that drunk? Where is his assistant? How does he plan on getting home?

He’ll never make it to his place, wherever that is. He’s going to get robbed. As much as I despise him, this is really dangerous.

“Excuse me guys, I’ve got to use the loo.” The words are out before I can convince myself to do otherwise. I don’t know why I feel the need to lie them. That’s actually false, I’m lying because I know Sidney wouldn’t want me to be doing this. I rise from my seat.

“Again?” Ben says.

“Girl stuff.” I mutter, waving a dismissive hand. This excuse always works.

Discretely, I make my way out of the club and across the street where Mr. Jeon’s lifeless form is sleeping.

“Hey.” I call, shaking him awake. He convinces one eye open.

“You can’t sleep here. Go home.” I tell him.

“Hey.” He slurs, grinning at me. Why is he so happy to see me?

“What is your address?” I try. Mr. Jeon groans, painfully pulling himself into sitting position. He scratches the back of his head.

“It’s.. a tall building?” He replies. I grab my own forehead. I can still walk away.

“Why did you get so drunk all alone? What happened to you?” I tell him.

“You happened, Maya.” He says, pointing an accusing finger at me. My eyebrows meet my hairline.

“I happened?”

“Your boss called me today.” He says to me.

“I know.”

“He was mad. He was…crazy mad.” He explains. Well, no shit! “And then...another woman joined in and… they all started yelling.”

That has to be Ava. She always has been so protective of everyone. And she’s loud. I bite back a smile at the thought of her yelling at a man like Jeon Jungkook.

“And I felt so wronged.” He adds. Wronged? Him?

"I felt like you did everything to make me look like the bad guy.” He mutters. What a joke!

“Yeah, right. You are the one- “

“Wait, wait, wait. Miss Fair, Maya, please.” He cuts me off, jolting up and holding his hands up. I cross my arms under my chest, but let him go on.

“They were threatening get the police involved, telling me I was a monster and a predator.” He says. And they were right! I still could report him to the police.

“So I said: what the fuck did she tell you?” He mimics himself.

“And they told me everything that you said to them. And turns out you just told 'em the truth.” His voice gets quieter by the end of his sentence. I watch, speechless, and his head bows down. He quietly sits back down on the bench, elbows propped on his knees.

“I harassed you.” His voice is almost a whisper. At least he recognizes it.

“So I get drunk to make things a little bit easier for myself.” He speaks again after a beat. He looks up at me, eyes filled with regret.

“I’m sorry, Maya.” He says to me. I hate that he sounds so genuine. I almost want to believe it.

“And I know I can’t make it up to you now.” He adds, looking back down.

“I mean… I could, if you let me take you on a date but…” He trails off, his words hanging in the air. A date? With him?! Let me laugh.

“Oh!” He exclaims, shooting his wide yes up and me and bouncing off the bench. I almost jump at his sudden surge of energy.

“Would you let me take you on a date?” He asks me. I break into cold sweat. What is happening?

“A date?” I repeat. He nods vigorously.

“Promise I won’t bring up my dick anymore. Everrrr.” He slurs. I tilt my head to the side. I doubt he’s capable of that.

“What kind of date would you take me on?” I ask, just out of curiosity.

“I feel like…” He taps his chin with one finger. “I feel like you’re a museum girl.” He declares.

“A museum girl.” I repeat, testing the term.

“Am I wrong or am I wrong?”

“You’re right.” I tell him. It’s a good guess but pretty generic. It still manages to make his entire face light up like Christmas.

“See?! I may be an asshole, but I’m smart.” He says proudly. I bite back a laugh. This is quite amusing.

“I won’t bring you to the Design Museum like any lame dude would do.” He tells me, almost like a promise.

“Oh no?” I chuckle, raising an intrigued eyebrow at him.

“Nah.” He shakes his head. “I know a place.”

“Which one?”

“S’a secret.” He shrugs, making an aggravated grimace. “You’ll know if you go with me.”

“I see.” I chuckle. He’s quite funny like this.

“Will you go on a date with me?” He asks me again. I feel like a no would ruin his playful mood.

“Are you even going to remember my answer?” I challenge.

“No, I’ll remember. I’ll write it down.” He retorts, pulling his phone out. I have to fight back another fit of giggles as he navigates trough his phone.

 “Asked… Maya… out on a… date…” He says to himself as he writes a memo. “And she said?” He looks up at me, eyes hopeful. I know he is only this nice because of the alcohol, but I can’t bring myself to shut him down. I would be the person who tells a kid Santa doesn’t exist.

I’m 90% sure he won’t remember this anyways.

“She said yes.”  I murmur, watching as he beams at me with a face-splitting grin.

“She said yes.” He repeats, his thumbs working fast on his screen. “Awesome.” He pipes up, putting his phone away. I shake my head at him.

“I gotta…” He almost gargles, taking a step back. He has enough time to turn away from me before he vomits spectacularly.

“Oh, bloody hell.” I gasp, looking away although he’s showing me his back. I almost gag at the splashing sound his vomit makes as it hits the ground.

Mr. Jeon throws up once more, and I hear him cough. Still not looking, I fish two tissues from my bag and poke him with them.

“Thank you.”  He says, voice tight, before cleaning his mouth. He sighs deeply, sitting down and throwing his head back.

“What a way to impress a lady, huh?” He says, more to himself than to me. I’m anything but impressed.

“This is the best I’ve felt since your boss called.”  He tells me, eyes closing. What is he doing.

“Should I call you a cab?” I ask him. He hums, but that’s it. His eyes are shut. He falls asleep just like that?!

“Mr. Jeon?”  I try to shake him. He groans. This man is not going to help me. He doesn’t remember his own address. He leaves me no choice. Looking around, I hail the first cab I see.

“Mr.Jeon.” I call, shaking him quite vigorously. He opens his eyes and frowns at me.

“Up. We’re going to get you a bed.” I promise, speaking loudly to keep him awake, and open the door of the car.

“Let’s go.” I encourage him, and I thank the heavens for giving him the strength of walking while he lans onto me.

 “He better not ruin my backseat.” The driver throws at me, but keeps his eyes full of anguish glued on my companion, watching him with worry.

“He’ll probably pay you a brand new car if it happened.” I mutter, dropping his limp body on the seat. The driver raises an eyebrow at me.

“Now I want him to ruin my backseat.” He retorts. I close the door on Mr. Jeon’s side and walk around the car to sit next to him.

“Where to?” I ask Mr. Jeon, shaking him to wake him up.

“What is your address?” I enquire.

Heaving, I sit him upright so I can fasten his seatbelt. He doesn’t reply.

“Mr. Jeon.” I call again when his belt is fastened, but he as descended in sweet slumber.

“You’re not helping me.” I mutter to myself, securing my belt. I guess he’ll have to come with me. What a joke! I did everything to get rid of this man, and he’s here, almost sleeping in my lap. Pursing my lips, I push him his slowly-falling-ontto-me body back in place and give the driver my address.

It’s crazy that I’ve gone from running away from this man to literally taking care of him. He can’t seem to be able to leave me alone. But this time should logically be the last time. There is no way I’m returning to Zaap now that I know he hangs out there, and London. is big enough of a city for us not to run into each other ever again. He probably won’t be bugging me tonight, and I can just shoo him away tomorrow morning. You can do this.

I decide to call Sidney to let her know about everything, and as expected, she immediately starts screaming at me. I really don’t blame her. I try to tell her not to worry about me and to enjoy the rest of the night with her brother, be she refuses to leave me alone with Mr. Jeon. Honestly, I can’t complain that I have such protective people around me, and one thing I know is that I can never win against her. So she gets on her way home as well, although I obviously make it back first.

I shake Mr. Jeon awake, but he’s still barely cooperating. When I open the door on his side of the car, his eyes are open but that’s about it. I get my keys ready in one hand and help him up, but the man is heavy for me and I’m pretty sure he can’t walk. He’s just there, almost comatose, moaning and mumbling inaudible things.

“Need help?” Our cab driver proposes.

“No, I’ll be fine.” I lie.

“Mr. Jeon, you better get your legs moving or I’m leaving you on the side walk.” I threaten him, shaking him again so he snaps out of it.

“Walk.” I order before trying once more. I heave and try to lift him up, and he grants me with some help, pushing himself out of the vehicle. The driver makes it his business to close the door behind him, and I take him up the stairs to my doors, skillfully opening the door with one hand.

“Maya.” He mumbles once we’re inside. He is so heavy, I’ll just drop him on the couch and let him pass out there. As we walk past the kitchen, I hear Mr.Jeon gag.

“My flowers.” I gasp, watching is he empties his stomach in the vase I put his flowers in. What the hell?!

“Sorry.” He mumbles. Ew. At loss of words, I drop him on one of the stools behind the counter and grab him some tissues so he can wipe himself. I notice the huge stain of vomit on his sleeve and nearly barf myself.

This man is supposed to be intimidatingly charismatic, for fuck’s sake. I walk behind him and begin to take his jacket off so he doesn’t sleep with it on and stains my couch.

“Are we finally doing it?” I hear him ask me. Ha!

“Doing it? You stink of alcohol and you threw up on yourself.” I mutter, successfully removing the jacket. I roll it so the stained part doesn’t touch anything and leave it on the counter.

“I still can get it up.” He retorts, slumping over. Yeah, sure. Not picking up on his comments, I pour him a glass of water.

“Drink this.” I tell him. He lifts his head and sees the glass, but doesn’t seem interested. Losing patience, I shove the glass into his mouth and lift it so he has no choice but to drink. Once that’s done, get him up again and push him down onto the couch. He falls back, feet hanging over the edge of it, but it doesn’t seem to bother him. I sigh deeply. That was unnecessarily difficult.

“Maya.” He calls, eyes still closed. “I’m really sorry.” He murmurs.

“It’s just flowers.” I say dismissively, taking my shoes off.

“No.” He says. “For…you know, everything.”

I look up at him, confused, but he’s already gone, his chest rising and falling slowly as he sleeps. This man really is an enigma. I don’t know how to feel about him.

I’m about to head to the bathroom when I hear his phone vibrate in his pocket. Thinking it could be someone who is worried about him, I figure I should answer for him. I fish his phone out and look at the caller’s ID: it’s his assistant. I take the call for him.

“Thank god!” The man exclaims from the other side of the line. “Where the hell have you been?” 

“Hello?” I say. There is a short silence. 

“Who are you?” His assistant asks, tone icy and clipped. 

“Maya Fair. The interior designer? Do you remember me?” I tell him.

“Yes. Yes, I do. Where is Mr. Jeon?” He asks again.

“He is with me. He drank a lot tonight and-” 

“Have you signed an NDA?” He cuts me off.

“And NDA?” I repeat. Why would I have to sign a non-disclosure agreement?

“Did-“

The call ends abruptly, and I realize it’s because Mr.Jeon’s phone is dead. Well, at least he knows he’s with me. I’m too exhausted to charge his phone, wait for it to turn on and call him back. I plug Mr. Jeon’s phone and head to the bathroom to remove my makeup. Sidney arrives as I’m putting my pajamas on, storming in and yelling all kinds of reproaches at me. Mr. Jeon doesn’t even budge at the noise she makes, and all I do is agree with her half-sleepily. I’m crazy, What I did was dangerous, he doesn’t deserve my help, blah blah blah. I give her a hug and collapse onto my bed, falling asleep almost instantly.

“Should we smother him in his sleep?” Sidney proposes, towering over Mr. Jeon’s sleeping form. She puts her hands on her hips and bends over him, watching him with squinted, untrusting eyes.

“Sidney.” I admonish, stretching my arm and offering her a cup of tea. I guess her resent for the man is weaker than her love for black tea, because she leaves him alone.

“I’m just throwing ideas.” She mutters, walking over me to get her cup. She leans against the kitchen counter next to me, and we both watch the man in our livng room while sipping on our hot drinks. Mr. Jeon is sleeping in the same position I left him in, sprawled on his back, one leg bent, both of his arms folded and tucked under his head. His long eyelashes fanned against his cheeks, his chest rising and falling steadily as he breathes. He has a very subtle frown, which kind of looks adorable.

“He is hot though.” Sidney concedes although no one asked.

“You haven’t seen him throw up in the flowers.” I counter. I don’t think I would ever have imagined seeing Mr. Jeon in such a state. He’s always so serious and composed. I don’t think I ever heard him snicker like he did yesterday, out of pure amusement, not out of misplaced arrogance. It was new, and as disgusting as it was, it was a little charming I have to admit.

“I agreed on a date with him.” I declare. Sidney puts a hand behind her ear.

“Say that again?”

I roll my eyes.

“He seemed really sorry about the whole thing. I mean he drank his weight in alcohol because of it.” I explain to her. She raises an eyebrow at me.

“That’s a fucked way to prove your sincerity.” She mutters into her mug.

“It’s not like he did it on purpose knowing I would be there.” I counter.

“Yeah, but.” She pauses to take a sip of her black tea. "A date though???”

She has a point. He made me laugh, and he seems sorry, but it doesn’t mean I should be interested in him. He still wants into my pants, and while his actions can change, it won’t erase the past.

“I know, I’m not going. He probably doesn’t remember anyway.” I try to reassure her.

“The fact that you even accepted! You know very well that if you forgive this kind of man once, they know they have you.” She scolds. I glare at her and her chopsticks in her bun. How more stereotypical can you get?

“I know, Sidney. Jeez! You don’t have to bring everything back to him.” I mutter, know all too well what she was referring to. She leans back defensively.

“I’m just looking out for you. Red flags are red flags.” She mumbles.

“I am not going to fall for this man.” I say sternly. Sidney takes a quiet yet long sip of her tea.

“But you agreed on a date with him.”

“There is no date. I'm not going.” I repeat.

“Good.” She says, contented, and pinched my cheek. “Stop sulking.”

I glare at her again, but my eyes quickly get pulled back to the couch as I hear rustling in its direction. Mr. Jeon is slowly sitting upright, small, squinting eyes blinking slowly as he tried to get his bearings.

“Morning, pretty boy.” Sidney says, walking over to him. I watch, bewildered, as she crouches next to him. He gives her a confused grimace.

“Been squatting enough, haven’t you? S’time to go home.” She tells him, pointing at the door.

“Where the hell am I?” He asks, his voice raspy and laced with sleep.

“In my house.” I retort, making my way to the couch as well. He pulls his eyes to me, and his eyebrows connect in a frown.

“Maya?” He rasps, eyes getting even smaller. He looks sickeningly beautiful when he’s sleepy.

“I found you rat-arsed outside Zaap. So I brought you here. You threw up twice.” I explain to him, watching as his eyes widen at the news.

“Oh, god.” He groans, one hand covering his eyes shamefully. “I’m so sorry.”

I glance at Sidney, who is still being very hostile for someone who isn’t doing anything.

“Mr. Jeon this is Sidney, my roommate.” I introduce my sassy and overprotective roommate.

“Sidney, this is- “

“She told me about you.” She cuts me off, tongue rolling against her cheek. What kind of gangster acting is this?

“Sidney.” I scold. She scoffs, rolls her eyes and exits the living room. Mr. Jeon watches her in confusion. I quietly hand him is phone.

“Do you remember anything from last night?” I ask. He makes a low sound in his throat and leans back against the couch, reaching up and back to stretch.

I try not to notice the patch of creamy skin showing as his shirt moves up.

“Not past the fifth glass.” He exhales, slouching.

“I see.” I say to myself. He doesn’t remember he askes me on a date then, good. I won’t have to tell him no if he doesn’t know about it.

“I’m so sorry that you’ve seen me like this.” He says to me, rubbing his eyes some more. I can tell he’s still very tired.

“This is actually quite embarrassing.” He chuckles to himself. “I hadn’t planned on drinking that much.”

“Well you did. I don’t think I have ever seen someone as hammered as you. When the bouncer threw you out, you laid down on a bench and just stayed there.” I tell him. His brow furrows and he looks at me like I just grew three heads.

“They threw me out?” He asks. “Why did they throw me out?” He’s talking to himself this time.

“The bouncer could tell I didn’t want to talk to you.”

“Yeah, but I own the fucking place.” He retorts, his frown deepening. “These idiots threw their boss out of the club.” He exclaims.

“You do?” I try to hide my laugh in my cup of tea but he hears me chuckling at that, which makes him smile a little.

“This is outrageous.” He says. Poor guy!

“Should I get you something for your head?” I propose. He sighs deeply.

“That would be nice.” He gives me a tired smile. Nodding, I walk to the kitchen and grab a pillbox from a cupboard, almost wincing as I reach up. I realize I’m sore from carrying this big ass man on my shoulder all the way into the house. I also prepare a glass of water.

“There you go.” I say, handing him a pill and a tall glass of water. He gulps it down in seconds, probably feeling the dehydration from all that alcohol.

“Do you feel better?” I ask him once he’s done.

“I still feel like crap. But I know I should go.” He tells me, still barely able to keep his eyes open. I would tell him he’s welcome to stay until he feels better, but truth is he isn’t. I haven’t forgotten what he’s done, and I don’t want to be too nice to him.

“I’m not going to bother you any longer.” He declares, painfully lifting himself off the couch.

“Let me get you your jacket.” I tell him before making quick trip to the bathroom, where I disposed of his stinking suit jacket.

“It’ll need a wash.” I tell him, handing him the plastic bag containing it. He takes a peak and recoils at the smell.

“Jesus.” He says. Oh, I know.

“Thank you again for bringing me home with you.” He says after I walk him to the door.

“You’re welcome.” I reply.

“Miss Fair.” He tilts an invisible hat at me.

“Mr. Jeon.” I reply. He turns on his heels and leaves, and I close the door behind him. I lean against the door, close my eyes and let out a big sigh. This should be it this time. When i blink my eyes open, Sidney is glaring at me, hands on her hips.

“You’re too nice.” She says to me.

“Stop sulking.” I tell her, poking her cheek, my words mirroring hers.

“It’s over. I literally won’t have to ever see him again.” I say reassuringly, walking past her.

“I wouldn’t be so sure if I were you.” I hear her mutter to herself.

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