#at least at the end of next week i wont have to worry about it anymore

[letjohnnysayfuck]

man nobody tells you how much it sucks to put in a resignation letter

[fanfics-i-find-here]

Do I know you?

Jason Todd X Reader

Synopsis: In the aftermath of a brief Kidnapping, Red Hood seems to think your important and wont stop hanging around your apartment.

Or in other terms, Jason got scared you were gonna die and doesn’t want to leave you alone

Notes: Reader is a waitress at a local bookstore/coffee shop that Jason frequents and he has grown very fond of her. They are vague acquaintances And she does not know that Jason is Red Hood. This is literally my first-ever attempt at a fanfic and Jason Todd has been rattling around in my brain. I might attempt to make this like a short series or something. Anyway, I hope it's enjoyed!!

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Masterlist

“I think I have a new favorite stalker,” you say loudly out your open window.

 Keeping your window open in Gotham was probably the worst idea you could ever have but your curiosity got the better of you when started to notice the fleeting red hanging out across the street and occasionally on your fire escape over the past two weeks. At first you were worried considering your recent encounter with Scarecrow as an attempted research rat.

However, the longer the red stayed near the easier it became to recognize. His helmet was shiny, which is what made it so easy to spot him. How that was helpful to a vigilante you didn’t know. Red hood was watching you and you had a feeling it was to make sure you were okay. You had heard of other bats checking on Civilians after traumatic incidents when they could, but every night for two weeks seems a bit excessive and he hasn’t actually talked to you. So what was he doing?

With no response to your jab, you lean out your window and repeat yourself, making a point to stare at the red helmet on the building across the street.

“I said I think I have a new favorite stalker!” You continue to stare him down.

Even in the minimal street lighting you can see his body tense, ready to run.

“Maybe he’d like to chat?” you tilt your head in questioning. You don’t why you asked. You were bad at keeping a regular conversation. If he came over and did, in fact, decide to chat, it might end up a short conversation. 

A clattered thud pulls you from your thoughts and you gaze turns from the opposite roof top to the very large man now standing on your fire escape next to your window. You can’t help but stare at him. 6” something and built like a brick wall. Intimidating even leaning against the building.

Was he this big when he saved me?

“Hi?” is the only response you could muster. The urge to slam the window closed and shut your curtains itches at your finger tips. He stares at you, or at least you assume as much, the helmets white eyes giving away nothing. No wonder people were terrified of Red Hood. You haven’t even done anything wrong and you could wet yourself  right here and now.

“Hi” You don’t know why your shocked to hear the modulated voice. He had talked to when he saved you from Scarecrow but it was still strange to hear. Slightly robotic but definitely a person underneath.

You realize that, maybe, you’ve been staring for too long.

“Tea?” you back away from the window and head for the kitchen expecting him to follow, as well as taking a moment to breath.

You just invited a good/bad vigilante into your home! What is wrong with you?  Your mind is a swirling, anxious debate as you fill your kettle.

“I only have Green tea, I hope you don’t mind.” you yell from the kitchen, unsure if he was even in the apartment.

“Not at all” His voice is close then you anticipated, assuming he stay close to the window.

Instead you turn to find him sitting comfortably at your dining room table, watching you move about the kitchen. He looks out of place in your soft warm toned home. His brown leather jacket the only thing that could blend in. The harsh red bat on his chest sticking out like a sore thumb. Your gaze lingers a moment at the holsters on his thighs, suddenly realizing that if he wanted to do something to you, you were screwed. You turn back to your cabinets and pull out a couple of mugs, pushing away the thoughts. Red Hood was good guy, despite what previous attempts at bad he had in the past. You stand at the counter and stare at your kettle, willing it to heat faster. After a moment, You hear a distorted sigh.

“You wanted to talk?” Red Hood asks

You shrug your shoulders without turning, not entirely prepared for a conversation just yet. Red Hood doesn’t push you. The kettle begins to whistle, and you pour the two mugs, settling tea bags into them. You pick them up and set one in front of red hood, and settle into the seat opposite his, blowing on your tea. You take a sip and promptly burn your tongue, hissing in pain.

“it’s hot”

Your eyes fly up to Red Hood. You choke out a thanks, Having not realized he had taken off his Helmet. You let eye linger across his face, very handsome. A scar on his lips, that rests in a smirk, and another across his cheek. As you eye move up you let out a startled laugh, Another mask keeps his eyes hidden.

“What?” He asks, The smirk on his lips grows.

As your laughing fit slows, you pause to breath.

“You wear two masks.” You pause waiting for him to laugh. All he does is furrow his brows.

“it’s funny” you insist but he doesn’t respond. You settle down again. Well as much as you can considering the man in front of you, staring at your mug, slightly embarrassed

“So I’m your favorite stalker? You got a few?” Red's voice rings out in the silence. It’s rough and deep, like he’d been yelling.

A flush creeps up your face. If you were embarrassed before, you were definitely embarrassed now. It had taken you all day to come up with the throw away comment. You thought It was funny. You also didn’t think you would get this far in your interaction with Red Hood.

“Not really, just the one I hope” you chance a glance at him to find him still unsettlingly staring at you as a he takes a sip of his tea, now cooled. Your mind searches for what else to say.

“That’s good, I wouldn’t want that either” Jason finally breaks eye contact with you, looking around your apartment.

With his stare no longer on you, you take the opportunity to really take him in. Despite the scars on his face, there was kindness there. And despite his intimidating stature, he seemed to pull himself in, like he was afraid to take up space. His forearms exposed through his suit. What a weird design. Not that you were complaining. Overall, Red Hood was hot. You flush at the thought.

“Thank you, by the way” you rush out, “for saving me… it really means a lot”

Jason turns his gaze back to you. You brave up and hold his stare. Suddenly thinking, he looks familiar. You furrow your brows for a moment.

“Do I know you?” You ask before you can stop yourself. You physically cringe and try to back track.

“I mean, obviously I know you, you saved my life and all but I mean like I know your face? Maybe, not that it matters. Course you wouldn’t tell me if I did know your civilian identity because then it wouldn’t be a secret. I just think I know your face but that doesn’t mean that I want you to tell me. And maybe you just have one of those faces…” you continue to ramble some more. Jason watches you carefully and finishes his tea. You pause to breath in your rant and he jumps in.

“Thanks for the tea” he grabs his Helmet, sliding it on before continuing, voice changed, “and your welcome, for saving you.”

You watches as he walks back toward the window, frozen and unsure what to do. As climbs out onto the fire escape you yell out.

“Your welcome and you don’t have to hide outside, you can come in next time.”

He’s gone before even finish the sentence. You sink back in your chair.

What is wrong with you? Why are you so awkward? That was terrible!

You try to push the interaction from your mind as you close the window and go about spot cleaning your apartment. Once done your anxious thoughts return.

This is going to be a long night. You think as you turn into bed.

[pwnyta]

Noble- lol kinda want an AU where that pink haired guy is Stones ex and Robotnik fucking hates him.

Me- LOL

Also me for the next few weeks-

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I call this AU ''The Lost Prince (of Wendimoor)'' right? sketchy cover page concept-

If I had a nickle for every time I locked on on a doe-eyed, yearner played by Lee Majdoub in love(allegedly) with a 6'2'', red-tinted man who is a master at his craft from a series with world warping technology, a fucked up moon, and a child hero...

I would have 2 nickles etc.

ANYWAYS. The story is about Agent Stone who is secretly Silas Dengdamor. Somehow he got warped/trapped on Earth and had to rebuild his life since Earth is a far less forgiving place than the planet of Wendimoor and he had to accept that Panto might not be able to help him. BUT he finally managed to apply all the fighting skills taught to him by Wygar and eventually ended up in GUN which lands him in Robotnik's circle.

Little did he know Panto has been trying to find Silas this entire time, using warp rings to traverse the galaxy when the search for him on Wendimoor resulted in nothing. (Hes left the defense and care for the kingdoms to Litzi and Wygar)

Panto finally makes it to Earth after escaping some shenanigans on some other planet and in the chaos lost his warp rings somewhere. SO he too has been stuck on Earth which is fine for him because he was gonna be searching for Silas anyways. (He actually loses his rings on Earth and Sonic finds them and is a little concerned/excited for another alien to meet... I didnt draw any of that LMAO) ANYWAYS after nearly a decade Pantos search finally comes to an end.

(V Im putting the rest under the cut cuz theres a lot of doodles V)

Ivo doesnt share food, of course.

Panto can only tolerate so much.

A rock stuck between a hard and harder place bout to be ground into a fine DUST.

BETRAYAL!! (?)

SO ANYWAYS. something something Sonic shenanigans but before the final battle somehow Sonic and Panto meet... maybe like Panto sees the little pouch he kept his rings in and gets them back. Something... Panto returns to Silas (& Ivo) and tells them he has a way back home for them (he and Silas) but Silas hesitates and then cant bring himself to go... not when Ivo is watching them (TOTALLY NOT BOTHERED AT ALL. HES NEVER BEEN BOTHERED EVER IN HIS ENTIRE LIFE IN FACT). Panto understands and says he has 2 warp rings left (Sonic used a few to fuck around maybe IDK) and should at least visit Wendimoor because Wygar and Farson (and even his mother) miss him and he should get a proper good bye. Stone invites Ivo to Wendimoor... whether or not he goes to check it out IDK... I feel like might be curious enough but also maybe he'd think itd be too awkward IDK I DIDNT DRAW THIS PART BECAUSE I DONT KNOW.

When they get back shenanigans, Sonic v Ivo fight and Ivo ends up on the Mushroom planet. Stone insists on waiting for Ivo at Mean Bean and Panto stays with him and they reconnect nice and proper! Panto accepts his life of villainy as long as he can please Silas.

something something... S3 where Ivo is injured and is being taken care by mostly Stone... and Stone is being helped by Panto (Ivo rejects Pantos help at any given moment but also kinda feels bad about it because Stone has been running himself ragged.)

Some misc Stobotnik and Pantlas! doodles-

Panto doesnt understand SIlas' affection for Ivo but then after sorta getting to know the guy he starts seeing Ivos dumb way of kinda returning affection (something that Silas is a little blind to himself). BUT if Ivo is SO important to Silas, Panto will keep him safe.

Eventually Panto brings up the stuff between Ivo and Silas as well as Silas' love for the other man and Silas feels bad but Panto WILL share food... if it means so much to Silas. And frankly Ivo is a jackass and maybe wont even do anything so he wont have to bother worrying.

IVO STILL DOESNT SHARE FOOD.... (The food wasnt his to begin with BUT IT DOESNT MATTER.)

The only thing that keeps them from killing each other is the fact the person they care most about would be upset by it.

I thought WAY too hard about this and yet...

NOT HARD ENOUGH.

[emeraldoodles]

The Master Post from Serizawa Week 2024

I had lots of fun participating! Mine are little snapshots from the week, linking one day to the next.

If you would like more story read below.

Thanks @ygodmyy20 & @acermp100 for letting me bound ideas off you the whole week. Also, @yu-artist for sharing the Seriweek prompts!

Monday, March 25th - Friends

Serizawa made going back to school look so fun Minegishi decided to join. Sometimes Dimple/Yoshioka likes to stop by and say hello. Today he was a distraction to Serizawa, so he had trouble paying attention and listening to the homework assignment.

Tuesday, March 26th - School

Poor Serizawa, having to stay up late to finish an assignment. At least he's not alone. The cat's name is Gizmo! Thanks @acermp100 for the cat name suggestion. @secretagent9 I really love the idea of a Gundam name, but not being a fan I didn't know what to choose.

Wednesday, March 27th - Outfit

Reigen and Serizawa were hired to exorcise mischievous spirits that kept harassing the maids at a cafe. Serizawa was very tired from yesterday's school assignment and not on his A-game today.

Reigen volunteered to lure out the ghost by wearing a maid's outfit, but maybe he just wanted to wear it. Serizawa is wearing his cute butler outfit! The maids were very excited to dress him up, not so much Reigen

Reigen: Those brats! Wont even help me tie my apron. Grumble. *struggles to reach behind*

Serizawa: Here, let me. *zips up and hooks Reigen's dress and ties the apron*

Reigen: *many hand gestures* Competition, that's what is is Serizawa! I'm competition because of how good I look.

Serizawa: *chuckles* You do look good sir. Very pretty, very cute.

Reigen: R-really? *blush* I-I er, I mean of course! Now! Let's get to work!

Poor Reigen, he got ice water dumped on him several times that day. He wasn't feel great before the exorcism, but was wiped out by the end the assignment.

Thursday, March 28th - Food

Mrs. Serizawa is teaching Kastuya how to cook, so he can stop living off instant noodles. Today is a hearty beef & leak stew!

Mrs. Serizawa: Remember, the leaks need to be thoroughly washed.

Kastuya: Nods, Nods!

Mrs. Serizawa: Also, the more passion and enjoyment you put into your cooking will reflect in the final dish. So, relax and take it slow and your love will shine through.

Serizawa is learning how to make tonjiru soup. He wants to make it for someone "special" this week.

Friday, March 29th - Spring

Dimple: I don't get it. If you're worried about Reigen go check up on him.

Serizawa: I don't want to intrude on his privacy.

Dimple: Ugh, you two are impossible.

It was an unusual day. Reigen didn't show up for work and Serizawa just got a message from him saying "I n68 sick".

Saturday, March 30th - Comfort/Bravery

Serizawa: Reigen, please eat a little more.

Reigen: No, I feel so sick.

Serizawa: But you've not eaten since Thursday. Here, let me get you just some broth.

Reigen: Kastuya...

Serizawa: Y-Yes?

Reigen: I.... I... Bucket. I need the bucket.

Reigen proceeded to dry heave into the bucket while saliva and tears fell in. Serizawa rubbed his back while he continued to convulse for several minutes.

Sunday, March 31st - Birthday

Serizawa went over to check on Reigen, who surprised him by throwing a little birthday celebration. It was just the two of them, but Reigen originally had planned something bigger. Luckily, the present, a multiplayer game, arrived on time, so they could play together.

Reigen was still sick, and drugged up, and making bad decisions. But Serizawa didn't mind. A love confession from Reigen made this the best birthday.

[aliceinborderlandsquidgame]

Yandere Sangwoo HCS

Stalking - Manipulation - NSFW at some parts - MDI - AU

Notes: might do a version with him in the games.

Sangwoo its the type of yandere to take his time studying you, making the perfect plan so you fall for him.

He likes to know everything about you. Once he has gatered all the information he needs about you and your inner circle he decides its time to start.

Its a slow process, first he calls you to his office to tell you how your work as been...bad last weeks and offers you his help. That or be fired, but he says the last in a way you are not sure if he is being serious or not.

So with fear of losing your job you accept his help.

It stars with him staying back with you in the Office once everybody went home. Him being too close as both of you check the documents, close enough you can smell him, and god does your boss smell good. This will repeat itself for at least two months. During these times you slowly open more to him. Blame the need for sleep or how comfortable it feels to be around him when he is not stressed over work or looking scary when being in front of the rest of the team.

Then you two start to meet up for Lunch, he takes you to one of your favorite places and when you tell him that he acts suprised by it. You wont ever know it took him some weeks to figure out your favorite place since you change them a lot.

Rumors will start about the two of you. You would end worried and ask to talk to him in private one afternoon. He would tell you to let them talk, that rumors are just rumors and that nothing bad will come from them. And that if anything happens he would protect you.

"Listen. People talk, they think they can use others life to fill their own ones. Let them talk" and when you go to ask what if the president of the company says something he is putting a finger on top of your lips making you blush. "Dont worry about the president, if something happens I will protect you"

Your close Friends start to asks questions, being feed up by the rumors. And when you tell them that no, nothing its going between him and you they start to plague your mind with ideas.

Ideas of your boss, of Sangwoo as your boydriend.

And so, you find yourself staring at his closed door office, waiting to get a glipse of him. You start to notice how handsome he is, how big his hands are in comparation with yours. How them take yours when you two are walking outside during lunch to not lose you in the crowd. How tall he is, how he helps you take files that are too high, trapping you against the wall and his body. How the smell of smoke does not bother you that much as it used to.

And of course Sangwoo notices your change towards him. How flustered you get when you two are alone. Its cute, he wants to pull you away and kiss you till you are begging for air.

Sangwoo would have some time taunting you. Flirting with you but never taking a full step to be in a relationship with you.

"Oh let me help you" Sangwoo whispers behind you. He extends his arm up to reach a file you have been trying to get. His body presses against yours, you can feel how he leans in. He takes a extra moment then gives you the file and acts as if nothing has happened.

But he knows, he would smirk to himself seeing your blushing face.

The day he decides to ask you out he does when you two are once again working together alone at night.

And of course you say yes!! You dont notice how he is controlling the small talk you two are having. How he says he knows your family has been worried about you for not having a husband yet. Or how your mother wants you to have babies. Sangwoo promises to make your dreams (and his) come true.

Dating Sangwoo feels right. Because he knows everything about you. As time passes he will start to insolate you. Its a small step after step, first you end fired from your job, why? You got no idea. But it was Sangwoo doing. Next your Friends stop taking to you. You dont know why, but they just called you a "liar bitch".

And so, you end living 24/7 with Sangwoo who knows you hate being a housewife since you keep looking for a New job.

So, he decides he needs to fuck you nice and raw so you end with his baby!! He will be a loving father he promises and since it would look bad if you two are not married by the end of the pregnancy he uses this chance to ask for your hand.

How sweet! You now have a husband and a baby in the way.

[differentcoloredcontacts]

how would they react to their s/o almost being killed in a fight?

Not proofread we die like men

Awase - he practically jumps on his s/o in their hospital bed when he gets there before he yells at them for making him worried. After that he just kinda plays card games with them in their hospital bed (and he sneaks them some snacks obviously)

Sen - he scolds his s/o for a bit about being careful before he starts trying to hunt down the villain that almost killed them so he can fight them himself lmao.

Kamakiri - he was on the verge of hunting down the villain that almost killed his s/o and killing them himself but he didnt. Instead he stayed with his s/o and grumbled about how they need to be careful and stuff.

Kuroiro - he was so scared, like tears in his eyes shaking a bit level scared and for at least a week after his s/o almost died he refused to leave their side. He wasn't taking any chances.

Kendo - she was so worried when she heard her s/o was hurt. She ended up staying right next to them during their entire recovery and she was almost too soft with them that whole time. She kept them up to date in the school work and what their classmates have been up too.

Kodai - she was really worried but once she actually got to the hospital and saw her s/o was alive she relaxed a bit. During her s/os recovery she brings them snacks and little things to keep them occupied.

Komori - she was so scared and worried for her s/o. When she saw they were alive in the hospital bed she gave them the biggest hug while crying. She told them to never scare her like that again but it was hard to understand her because she was sniffling

Shiozaki - she was a bit worried at first but she calmed down when she saw her s/o was alive and being treated. She did everything she could to keep them comfortable and help their recovery. She even brought them a potted flower to keep them company when she was away

Shishida - he was so worried and honestly a little upset at himself for letting his s/o get hurt and almost killed. He does his best to make sure they have a quick recovery

Shoda - he was so worried and he only became more worried when he saw how hurt his s/o actually was. I mean he was stressed. His s/o keeps insisting that theyre fine but hed to busy blaming himself to listen to them ykyk?

Pony - she was so scared and worried when she heard the news. She was on the verge of tears when she saw her s/o hurt and she did start crying when they said they were okay. She showers them with snacks <3

Tsubaraba - he will be sobbing while telling his s/o to be more careful before he completely does a 180 (after realizing theyre fine) and starts telling them really bad jokes to try and make them feel better.

Tetsutetsu - he was so upset and he mostly blamed himself for letting his s/o get hurt. He spent most of his s/os recovery just rambling about random things his classmates did.

Tokage - she was so scared when she was told her s/o was almost killed and hospitalized. She was crying by time she got to the hospital but was okay a little bit after her s/o said they were fine. She asked them to be more careful <3

Manga - he was so scared when he heard his s/o was almost killed but once he saw them and they insisted they were fine he felt a little better. Hes been giving them snacks and if they have any casts he drew all over them to make them match his s/os personality

Honenuki - he felt a weight get taken off of his shoulders when he saw his s/o was okay. During their recovery he rarely left their side and he kept bringing them home cooked meals <3

Bondo - he was so worried and scared but he was fine once his s/o insisted they were okay. He was so sweet and kept bringing his s/o snacks and things while they were recovering

Monoma - he gripes at his s/o for not being careful but its not hard to tell that he was genuinely relieved to see they were alive. He wont admit that out loud though.

Reiko - she was worried when she heard her s/o was almost killed but once she saw them and they said they were okay she was fine. She kept them up to date with classes and helped them with their recovery quite a bit.

Rin - he was stressing out when he found out his s/o was hurt so badly. He almost cried when he made it to the hospital (out of breath from running there) and saw his s/o was alive. He refused to leave their side for a while after that because he didnt want them to get hurt again

Gif anime - dungeon meshi

[cadaverviper]

Star Fox 64 Review (Nintendo 64)

I present to you one of the greatest games ever made. When I first played this game it was like magic, and i still see it that way honestly. I'm constantly amazed by the fact this game was made on the Nintendo 64 of all systems, it feels like a miracle. What this game was able to accomplish with the hardware is truly astonishing. Whenever I come back to this game that is always what I think, but don't worry this game isn't just entertaining to look at, it is also great to play.

This is game is basically a remake of the Super Nintendo original but completely revamped to like a million. Its a flyin and shootin game at least that parts simple. You chart a linear path through the level and destroy other crafts, robots, and bosses as you go. You have a charges and quick shot at your disposal to take down enemies. You also have a few you can also collect a liited number of bombs to throw out when things get extra tough. Its crazy just how good everything really feels during combat. Though it can be tough to get through especially when you've got enemies coming from the back, but thats when manouvers come in. You have the very iconic barrel roll which deflects most basic damage from enemies, and then you also have the ability to U-Turn and somersault. There is the regular flying mode and also an all range mode which kicks in sometimes, depending on which mode your in determines what moves you can actually do. But of course when all else fails you cant forget that your not alone.

One of the most iconic parts of this game are the allies of team Star Fox who are always with you, well unless you get them too banged up and they leave that is. The voice lines uttered by these 4 are so iconic and one of the best parts of the game. They will sometimes ask you to help them out when they are in a jam and you will have to take out the enemies that are behind them. All 3 serve a general function as well, Slippy will tell you the health of the bosses for example and Peppy will even give advice on where and how to combat certain situations, Its crucial you try to keep them with you as much as possible. However if you do let one die, they will be back after you complete a level to get repaired. Its amazing to me how great the VCs are in this game, the audio quality is quite good and both enemies and allies alike say some great stuff. One of those games that will have you quoting the lines for weeks after playing.

There are a series of levels you have to complete to reach the final boss but one of the awesome things about it is that it is not completely linear. There are three paths in the game and depending on what you do within the levels will determine which levels you go to next. However only the hard route will net you the true final boss and the true ending. Having to beat the game all in one go on limited lives may seem a little harsh at first but i promise if you stick with it it will be worth it in the end. I wont say anything about the true final boss but oh boy are you in for a treat if you tough enough to make it.

A fun story i tell about this game is that when i played it as a little child the final boss scared the crap out of me so bad i had nightmares about it. Something about the head sitting in the black void was so terrifying to me. Feels extra good whenever im finally able to take him down for all those scares from when i was a kid.

Its no doubt that i recommend this game. It is absolutely without a doubt my favorite game for the 64. Its one of those games that is infinitely replayable because everytime you lose it just makes you want to come back and try again to get better. Please if you havent yet do yourself a favor and PLAY THIS GAME.

Rating: Are you going to listen to that MONKEY?/10

[cioud-berries]

The Autobiography of a Sinner || Chapter 3

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Finally not a 10K word chapter. Since we're getting into the more cannon events, the chapters wont be spanning over YEARS and will most likey be about this lenght. 

I hope you all are enjoying reading this as much as I am writing it!! Pls LMK your thoughts. I also started reading the manga so things will be more manga accureate from now on but there are still small details I will change fore entertainment and storys sake

If you haven't you should join my discord server! it'll be fun!! Link in quotev and wattpad bio) or here: discord.gg/SPNmyV8qJR

Love you all and than you for reading!!

Summery:

The retelling of events that led to The Rumbling and the aftermath from the perspective of someone who was a cause of it.

~ (written as an autobiography so "reader" is more like "writer".) The perils of being in love with your comrade. Going from childhood friends, to finding yourselves in a strange land completely alone, will cause anyone to grow close. After certain circumstances, they become more distant than they ever had been before. Being forced to come back together again to save the world would seem more challenging than either of them would think.

Category:

Reiner Braun x Gender Neutral Reader

Chapter Warnings:

Graphic depictions of violence. (cannon typical)

Word count: 5,196

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To the People of Paradis:

I often think of Viktoria’s trauma when I think about the day we broke down your walls. I think of how horrific it was for her to experience what she did. I think of how the suffering we have caused you is nothing in comparison. I have hurt people in unspeakable ways and I deeply apologize for it even though I know my apologies don't fix anything.

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They gave us just over a week off to spend time with our families before the trip. It showed how little they cared for Eldians, even the children. We were to be gone at least for a year, at most, forever. Yet we only had a week to say goodbye to our family.

That week was the only time I felt truly loved by my mother. It was strange. For once, we felt like a real family. No worries about war or titan shifters, no worries about the oppression we received.

We were spending almost all of our time together. Talking, playing games, whatever it was, we all had fun. But with that held the underlying sadness. It reminded me of the dinner we had with Viktoria. 

I sifted through Viktoria’s items and found a simple silver chain. Clipping it around my neck, I wanted to keep a piece of her with me. Even though I already did with her power within me, I wanted something more physical.

Finding my creaky floor board, I pulled it up, not caring if my father found out, because I would be long gone by the time he did. Grabbing the box full of Viktoria’s items, I placed it under the floor.

I didn’t know how long I would be gone for. I didn’t know what my family would do in the meantime. To be safe, to keep Viktoria’s items safe, I wanted to hide them. No matter what was to happen, I promised to come back for them.

❃

The week went by in the blink of an eye. Before I knew it, I was hugging my crying family, promising them I would return. I had never seen my dad so distraught. It was worse than him losing his government position. I could sense a severe shift in his opinion on the Marlyan government.

I parted ways with them, not knowing when I would return. I joined the other four on the carriage. We were to be paraded around the town, shown off before being sent away with no support than ourselves. 

I sat at the end, beside Reiner. I could immediately tell the difference in demeanor from him. Just a few days ago he was spouting how excited he was to kill the island full of devils.

Now he was sat quietly, zoning out. I had thought that he finally realized the insanity of it all. Just as the carriage began to move, I leaned over to him. “Are you okay?” I whispered, not wanting to draw the attention of the others.

He shook his head. “I met my dad.” He explained. I immediately knew it didn’t go well.

Reiner’s dad was a Marlyan. Due to his mother being Eldian, they were forced to be apart. He had it in his head that they could all live happily if he possessed one of the ten. It was obvious by the way he was acting that his dad didn’t agree with these plans. 

It’s not like it even mattered at that point. We were being shipped off. The hopes of coming back were slim.

While the carriage moved along the street I awkwardly sat staring forward. Annie did the same as I. It seemed as though we were the only ones really feeling the weight of our situation as the other three waved at the cheering crowd happily, Reiner’s mood was quickly changing. 

What is the point of the few minutes of fame if we were just to leave. These people, these Marlyans, won’t even notice we’re gone. It won't affect their day to day lives. They might hear us in the paper from time to time but then forget it by the next day. But our lives were to be ruined.

❃

Within the hour we were at the port, walking onto our ship. Our items had already been delivered, even though most of our personal items had to be left behind.

We all went to the stern of the boat to say our final goodbyes to the country. I caught a glimpse of my family. My mother was holding my sobbing sister. My mother couldn’t even look at me as her head was on my father’s shoulder. That would be the last time I ever saw her and she couldn’t even look at me. My father held his cap in his hand, waving it in the air to say goodbye to me.

With a small jolt, the boat began to move away from the port. We all stood there for a while in silence, watching the city get away from us. Eventually the others got bored of watching, walking away to explore the ship. I on the other hand refused to rest until I couldn’t see the city anymore, hoping my father was doing the same with the boat.

Soon enough nightfall came. I could still see the light of the city far far in the distance. Reiner came up behind me informing me that dinner was ready.

I shook my head “I can’t eat. Not yet at least.” I mumbled the last part.

“They’re cooking us fresh caught lobster.” He tried to convince me. He leaned against the railing beside me, back to the ocean. “It smelled like those high up officer’s lunches. But better.”

I cracked a small smile but it quickly disappeared. My eyes were trained on the small yellow dot in the distance and I feared if I looked away I would never see it again.

“Come on, you should come inside. It’s getting cold out here.” He tried a different way of coaxing me away. He turned around, looking out to the ocean. He knew exactly what was on my mind. “This isn’t the first time we’ve been away from home. We’ll make it back like we always do.” 

“No I won't.” I said back. I don’t know why I said that. It was my instincts.

“What do you mean?” He was shocked by my words. I could tell he was questioning if I would commit treason.

“I don’t know.” I said breathlessly. “I’ve had this sickening feeling that I will never make it home again.”

“Don’t say that.” He reached out for my hand. I only moved it away from him, not wanting it. Pausing for a moment, he continued. “I’m here. Not just me, Bertolt, Marcel, and Annie, we’re all here and we will all make it back.” 

Reiner’s word’s didn’t settle my stomach one bit. We sat in silence for about ten more minutes before the small speck turned to black. 

I pushed off the railing eyes tailing up to the sky, knowing my father was watching the same stars that night. “Could we come back out after dinner?”

“Of course!” Reiner smiled, not seeing any reason to object.

❃

We were only on the boat for two days. The island of Paradis wasn’t far from Marley. I didn’t even watch us arrive at the island. I went to bed one night and woke up to us being docked. They fed us greatly before unloading the horses and then us. 

Against the dock was a large wall with many staircases going up to the top. This is where they took the bad Eldian’s to turn them into titans. They would drop them off here to harass the people of Paradis. People that had no knowledge of the outside world.

They made sure we would have enough food for the next couple of days to at least make it to the walls. We were reminded of our mission; Informed when in the month they arrive; And warned to go at night to avoid any titans. 

Then they left us alone with our horses. We sat on the beach watching the boat float away from us. Waiting for the sun to go down. We didn’t talk much, the weight of everything crushing us.

Marcel was the one to finally speak up. “I think it is safe for us to start moving.” We got on our horses, trotting closer to the wall.

Marcel was the oldest so he naturally fell into the leadership position. Not because he wanted to, but because we forced him to. He was just as scared as we were and it was worse as a leader. 

We rode in silence for hours. Our horses moved at a slow trot, none of us wanting to arrive quickly. Eventually the moon started to descend from the sky.

Tying our horses up to a tree, we made a fire to huddle around. Finally we began to talk. We talked about our trip so far and then it turned to our mission. 

The way Marcel and Bertolt talked quietly about it made it evident that they didn’t want to be here either, even if they were happily waving to the crowd on the carriage. I couldn’t help but chime in, expressing my wishes to return home.

Reiner was shocked, betrayed by our words. Shakingly, he asked, “Don’t tell me that you’re hesitant to kill the devils of this island?”

He continued to spill on about our mission and the propaganda the government had shoved down our throats. I always shut down when he got like this, and this time was no different. 

I told him “No one here cares about that.” It was something I had been wishing to say for years, and with the feeling of impending doom, I finally got the courage. At least I didn’t have to worry about people overhearing it and turning me in.

Mercel finally shut Reiner up by saying. “I’m sorry.” Reiner was silent, not understanding his words. “You weren’t supposed to be chosen as a warrior.” He admitted. 

Marcel for months had been praising Reiner to the higher ups and made his brother- Porco, look bad. He did this in hopes of keeping Porco away from danger, away from this island.

At this point, Marcel was crying. He felt guilty that he was the reason Reiner had to be  to be subjected to all of this. Reiner still didn’t understand the weight of our situation as he stood quietly.

The sun had risen by this point and suddenly the ground began to shake. Before any of us could realize what was happening. A small titan had risen from the ground behind Reiner. 

All of us but Marcel froze in fear. Marcel pushed Reiner away from the monster as it grabbed for him. The titan grabbed Marcel instead, putting him in its mouth as it bit down. Mercel's blood squirted everywhere, pouring out of the monster’s mouth.

Reiner was the first to run, as he was the one to get hit with reality first. Bertolt followed, then I. Annie was slow to respond, but was the only one to grab her pack before running.

We ran and ran and ran. It felt like it had been hours, but we had to make sure we were far enough away. Reiner was far ahead of us, never once looking back. He eventually fell under a tree. Screaming our names out, he assumed we too had been eaten. 

Annie informed us that we were there by kicking him in the stomach. I yelled at her for doing such but my complaints went unheard. Reiner screamed out of fear, thinking that he was about to get eaten.

Annie began to state what we should’ve done differently, saying we should turn around now, as it would be useless for us to try and continue on. 

I couldn’t agree more with her. I didn’t want to be on that island in the first place. Bertolt agreed too. With seemingly all of us in agreement, we started to walk back to the beach.

Reiner on the other hand disagreed, calling out to us, saying we couldn’t leave and that we should stick to the original plan without Marcel. I didn’t listen to him. I wanted to follow whatever plan got me home quicker.

Annie remarked that she understood why Reiner wouldn’t want to go back; saying he would be eaten by the next in line. I froze, not knowing what to do. I didn’t want to attack these people, but I also didn't want Reiner to die.

At that time, Reiner was more important to me. “We would all be killed if we went back now.” I added to Reiner’s point, despairing. I fell to the ground, grabbing my head as it felt like it was splitting. Our mission hadn’t even begun but we were already faced with such a disparaging choice.

Reiner began yelling. I could hear what he was saying but I wasn’t listening. Eventually, Annie shut him up with another kick, but it was then followed by screaming from her. 

All I could do was watch in horror as they fought one another, crying for them to stop. Bertolt stood to the side, quietly begging as well. I couldn’t hear their words over my own cries, but by their faces, I could tell they wanted to truly kill one another.

Reiner got Annie in a chokehold and ended the fight by saying. “Reiner is dead. If Marcel is what you need. I’ll be your Marcel.”

Reiner was never the same kind hearted boy ever again.

❃

Everything moved very quickly after that.

Annie and I had taken turns transforming to run. It took ages for us to even see the wall. We had titans chasing us the whole way, trying to eat us like they did Marcel. By the time the wall was just out of our reach, we both were exhausted and couldn’t continue. 

Reiner had to transform to make the final push. He ran right to the base of the wall to drop off Bertolt before bringing us a safe distance away. The hoard of titans were hot on our trail. It would only take a few minutes for them to be on us.

Bertolt transformed. This was the first time I had seen his titan so close. It was terrifying for me, and I wasn’t the one on the inside. I couldn’t imagine how it must’ve felt to see that thing appear over the walls that were supposed to protect you. Especially if that thing was to break down your only protection. 

I huddled closer to Annie’s semi-conscious body. Surprisingly, Reiner’s body jolted forward. I looked up to see a titan peering down at me over Reiner’s shoulders.

With one hand, he protected Annie and I, the other he tried to force the titans off of him. Suddenly he began to run towards Bertolt. That is when I noticed a titan sauntering towards Bertolt. By this point Bertolt had already kicked in their gates and detransformed. He was vulnerable freshly out of the colossal titan’s carcass.

The titan was too close to him. There was no way we would be able to make it in time. I thought we were to lose another within just a few hours. But before Reiner could reach the titan, it turned its attention to the hole that had been created. Slowly, it moved through the hole, into the town. 

Grabbing Bertolt, Reiner  quickly climbed the wall getting away from the titans below. Once we arrived at the top, he laid us down gently. He turned to the city below, ready to descend and cause more havoc. Even from up there I could hear the screams and panic of the innocent citizens.

“Wait!” I called out to him. “I want to come with you.” I don’t fully understand why I said it. Maybe it was because hours ago I was sobbing at the thought of losing him, I didn’t want him to go alone. 

I could tell he was hesitating, but I pressed on. “I have the energy. I was able to recover while Annie did the last bit of running.”

Reiner finally gave in, laying his hand down for me to climb into. 

As he clawed down the wall, the screams got louder. Everything was already overwhelming. He ran away from the wall, knowing there were too many titans to allow me time to transform. I couldn’t even look as I faced his titan body. 

Finding an empty alley, he placed me down against my will, regretting my decision to join him. I grabbed out for him again but he was too preoccupied by the mission and ran off with thunderous steps. Leaving me alone in the alley. I looked down at my hand, knowing what to do, not knowing if I could do it. 

I had the small knife my father gave to me attached to my belt. I reached for it but was stopped by hearing a man address me. I turned around to see the man wearing a flower on his tan jacket . 

“You need to get out of here kid!” He shouted to me. He was terrified, yet here he was trying to help me. Me who was one of the people that was causing all of this. 

“Where are your parents?” He stepped towards me, but before he could even take one step into the alley, a small titan grabbed him. He screamed out of fear, then turned to me. “Run!” he yelled at me “Run for your life.”

The sound of a loud snap could be heard as the titan bit him into two. His legs fell to the ground with a thud as the titan soon turned its attention towards me.

I could survive this. I knew I could. If a titan grabbed me, I could just bite my cheek and transform before being bitten in half. But all senses left me. 

Instead of grabbing my knife and transforming then and there, I ran. I weaved in between buildings. I followed people, believing they would know the route to safety. All around me boulders and rocks were falling from the sky, people being eaten, people getting crushed. Children mourning their mothers. Mothers mourning their children. 

Chaos. Sadeness. Grief. Anger. Confusion. Fearfulness. 

All these ‘devils’ were feeling such heavy emotion and I truly realized. These were no devils. No. Not at all. These were people. And I have killed every single one of them that laid at my feet. And I was to kill the rest of them.

Suddenly everyone I came across began to look like Victoria. I remembered her pain. Here I was, causing it to others, tenfold. She wouldn’t be proud of me. 

My knees came crashing down onto the stone below me as I saw a child crying over the top of her decapitated mother. The people on the island weren’t the devils. We were.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the thumping of titan feet coming from behind me. I would’ve gladly given myself to the creature, if it wasn’t for the little girl.

She couldn’t have been more than five years old. Too young to understand what to do in this situation. I grabbed her and ran. She fought me, screaming and kicking. But all I could think to do was keep running. 

Before I knew it, the titan was on me, and I couldn’t run any farther. I could barely breathe and I couldn’t even stand on my two legs anymore. I turned to look at the thing one last time before my end. Right as it went to grab for us, a person flew by wearing an almost identical outfit to the guy before, but this one bore two swords crossed over.

The titan fell, the immediate danger was gone, yet I still couldn’t move. They yelled at me to keep running. I couldn’t move. They yelled again, scanning the area for any more titans. I could only stay still, clutching the girl that never stopped screaming. 

The person finally came up to me in a hurry. That is when I could see more details. Their mid length hair was tied up as they had their glasses securely attached to their face. They kneeled in front of us, and asked me. “Is this your little sister?”

I didn’t know what I was doing. I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t tell them that I knew who caused all of this. That I caused all of this. That I found this random little girl and grabbed her out of self pity. So, all I could do was nod. 

They continued. “Listen, for your sake. For your little sister’s sake. You’re going to need to run as fast as you can.”

Tears welled up in my eyes as I said “I can’t.” Deep down, the meaning of my words were that I couldn’t handle the mission anymore. I couldn’t put these people through any more pain.

The person took it as I couldn’t move anymore and took the girl from me. “Can you run on your own?” They asked. Again, not knowing what to do, I nodded. “Then I will run with you while holding your sister. As long as you can run beside me you two can make it to safety. The boats are not that far away. Can you do that for me?”

This person was trying so hard to get me and the girl to safety, I knew I at least needed to say yes for their sake. So we ran. The person wasn’t wrong about how close we were to the boats. There was a huge crowd surrounding the small dock. People begging for them to be allowed on, for them to get to safety. 

The person that saved us grabbed my hand and pushed through the crowd until we were at the front. Many people threw insults at us, saying it was unfair that we were allowed to skip, but I didn’t care, as long as this girl got to safety. 

Once we got to the board, the person handed me back the girl. While placing a hand on my head, they said “You’re going to need to take care of your little sister from now on? Okay?” They were so gentle. Even though they were faced with all of this, they tried to put on a brave face to try and keep us calm. 

I was pushed on board before I could do anything else. I sat on the floor of the wooden boat. The little girl had stopped crying, just sitting and staring into space. I couldn’t blame her as I did the same

The boat eventually started moving and we were all towed away from the insanity. The screams and smell of death slowly dissipated.

❃

We passed another wall before being offloaded. I just followed the crowd while keeping a hold on the little girl’s hand. She was silent, following me because there was no one else to follow. I never said a word to her, nor did she to me. Eventually they loaded us into a warehouse type building. 

It had thin blankets laid out on the floor and they were serving a watered down soup to people as they entered. I couldn’t eat. Not after all of that. I opted to give my bowl to the little girl. We sat in the corner as she drank both bowels quickly. It was clear her mother didn’t feed her beforehand.

I wondered how many people didn’t get to eat their lunch before they were killed. How many people forgot to kiss their loved ones before leaving for work. How many people died. 

I tried to tell myself that I never killed a single person with my bare hands, it was the savaged titans that did. I said it to try and make myself feel better, but no matter what way I tried to spin it, deep down, I always knew the blood was on my hands.

Eventually, a man ran at us, screaming the name Isabelle. The little girl stood, running at her father. They both sobbed as the girl repeated “Mamma” over and over again. All the father could respond with was “I know.” 

I stood to leave, knowing my job of protecting her was over. Her father stopped me by grabbing my wrist. “Thank you.” He said with teary eyes.

I shook my head, knowing that if I weren’t here, none of this would’ve happened. That girl would have a mother. That husband would have a wife.

“Come with me.” He told me, “I will take care of you. You saved my daughter’s life. It’s the least I could do.”

I removed my hand from his grasp, shaking my head again. “I need to look for my friends and family.”

He nodded his head understanding. “If you can’t find them, I’ll be over there.” He pointed to the otherside of the warehouse.

I walked out of the doors of the warehouse needing fresh air and to get away from people. Walking towards the woodline, I just wanted to get away. 

Before I could go any further, I heard my name be called. When I turned, I saw Reiner running at me full speed. I stood still as he ran into me, enveloping me into a hug.

“I thought you died.” He confessed breathlessly. “I should’ve left you on the wall.”

I returned the embrace, shoving my head into his shoulder, crying. “I’m sorry. I got scared and I couldn’t do it.” 

“Don’t apologize.” He hugged me tighter. “I made the wrong call. I won’t put you in danger like that again.”

I only nodded into his shoulder as I couldn't stop crying. The emotions falling out of me.

❃

There were two ways you could go after the tragedy. Work in the fields, or go off and fight. Since we were still children, they forced us into the fields. 

Any able bodied person was sent to die by the hands of the titans. They had gathered thousands of people to reclaim the wall that had been destroyed. What they really did was send people to fight an enemy they didn’t really know. They were blind to who the real enemy was, us. 

There we were, being sheltered under their homes, being fed by their food. They struggled because of us. But there they were, caring for us like we were victims, just like them. 

Annie and I would sneak into the capital often, scouring for any small amount of information about the king. I on the other hand, was not cut out for intel gathering, as Annie was always the one to find things out.

I started joining Annie, giving her some backup, instead of us breaking up. Although, I feel like most of the time I was just in the way for her. Even though we spent weeks on end alone with one another, we barely grew closer. 

It took years to get any sort of information. What we- she found out was that the current family on the throne was false. The real king and holder of the founding titan was hiding and ruling from the background. This most definitely would make the mission even harder. Now we had to find this secret royal family. 

Next thing we did was report our information to Reiner, who was the self appointed leader of the group. None of us disagreed with him being the leader, so it worked out perfectly.

He decided the best way to get close to the government was to join them, and the easiest way to do that was to join the military. At that age, we were more than capable of joining the military. But we were only thirteen, you’re only allowed to start training at fourteen, and worse, we would have to be in training for another three years.

This mission was already chalked up to be at least five years. Five years feels like eternity in the eyes of a child. I imagined my father growing old, my sister becoming her own person. She was only nine when I left her.

I mourned the loss of time with them. Every night I would sneak out from the communal living space and go outside to look at the stars.

On occasion, Reiner would join me. Sometimes we would sit in silence, other times we’d talk. It was strange. I knew him for so many years but now he had felt like a stranger. I clung onto the hope that my friend would return. There were small fragments of time where I believed he was still there deep down.

One time we laid under the spring stars. I thought that night, we wouldn’t be talking, but he broke that silence by asking. “Do you still feel like you’re not going to make it home?”

I stayed silent for a few moments, being shocked by this question. I thought he had forgotten about that whole conversation. The way he acted made it feel like he completely forgot everything that made him the sweet kid he was.

Finally, I responded with. “Yes.”

He too went quiet. I turned to him, trying to read his brain, which felt impossible then. “We’ll be joining the military soon.” He said seemingly out of nowhere.

“We’re already in the military.” I reminded him.

“We’ll be joining the enemy's military.” He corrected himself before continuing. “It will be the most dangerous thing we’ve done since we got here. I promise no matter what, I will make sure you won’t die.” 

He turned to me, his eyes determined, yet soft. I smiled at him as I moved closer. I wrapped my arm around his neck as I put the weight of my torso on him. 

I hugged him like this for a while, the tension that had been building up for two years finally releasing. He hugged me back firmly. 

When I moved away from the hug, I hovered over him. “Thank you.” I whispered.

He was flustered, face slightly red. “Of course.” He stumbled out. “As the leader, it’s the least I can do.”

“No.” I cut him off. “You’re my friend. Not my leader. You need to remember that.”

“Of course I’ll remember that.” He retorted defensively. I backed off him, letting him sit up. Holding my pinky out, I wanted him to promise me. 

He reached his hand out, hooking out pinkies together. Before he could pull away, I pulled his hand closer to me. “Friends forever.” I demanded. 

He gave me a goofy smile. One like hve used to before the island. “I wouldn’t dream of breaking a promise like that.” I finally let go of his pinkie, feeling much better.

With him, I felt the safest. But it was always the ones you feel safest with, that you needed to stay on your guard with the most.

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[lonely-business]

VENT POST AHEAD ( i just need to yell into the void where the void occasionally answers back.)

This month has been such a garbage month that a dumpster fire looks good by comparison. First, i am an adult with mental health issues, living with 2 adult siblings with chronic illness (1: CFS/ME, fibro, Bipolar Disorder, 2: EDS, POTS, and MS), and our parents have chronic illnesses as well. (dad: diabetes 2, chronic pain, possibly a lesser version of EDS {mom: CFS/ME, chronic pain, Hashimotos, and much more!})

It is my job in the house to take out the garbage for collection, but they hadn't sent the schedule for recycling pick-ups, so my dad was looking it up on his phone in bed. I rounded the corner to his side of the bed and caught my hip on the couch the keep at the end of the bed causing me to lose my footing, be unable to recover, into his dresser next to his bed so bad and dramatically he thought I slammed my face in the dresser. Luckily i just slammed my upper arm so hard into it that I bruised the bone! And had two parallel green bruise stripe across my arm for a couple weeks.

A week later I was walking down the stairs with a stack of dishes i'd had in my room. I missed the last step dropping and breaking two plates and bashing my left knee straight into the concrete ground. It still is bugging me.

Three days after this fall I developed a nasty stomach flu! It was awful. I will not get into details, but my sister gets really worried when someone is sick and she tends to hover, which is sweet but not exactly what i needed then.

After I started to feel better my mother tripped on a welcome mat while helping my dad with some construction at a job an hour and a half away. AND BROKE HER DANG HUMOROUS BONE CLEAN IN HALF. She also smashed her face into the door cutting her forehead a bit and her eyelid where her glasses smushed into her face. She is now in plastic cast that looks like a storm trooper armor piece and a sling. The doc says she doesn't need pins or screws, which hell yeah, BUT! It will take her at least 2 months to recover.

and since I am the only halfway decent healthy person in my house I have been making all the meals, doing the dishes, helping my sister when she is too sick to get out of bed or when her brain busts, and my younger brother is just now getting over the stomach bug I had!

Now it is my weekly job to gather the trash and recycling, but my dad was complaining about wanting homemade cookies and i said what if I made cookies while you did the trash this week. You don't even have to take the recycling to the street! and he dead ass said "we all have jobs." Meaning that it doesn't matter if I am feeling overwhelmed taking care of 2 people, making dinner, doing dishes, all by myself you have to do the garbage because that is your job. (my dad is currently waiting for a job to start in a couple weeks, so he is not actively working right this minute. HE COULD HELP. BUT HE WONT.)

[misty-fandom]

You Left Me Last Night

Miguel fic!!! EXTREEEEEMEE ANGZT!!! You throwback to all of the happy memories with Miguel ever since he left, and you thought that your family might've been right after all. (SFW)

(In this plot, Miguel left you for the spider society. Enjoy!)🩷🩷

It was your usual afternoon, you were always getting alone at home the more Miguel works. You didn't mind it at first, but you felt bad that he had to deal with this all by himself. So, to make it up to him, you make Miguel some lunch and coffee!

"Ah..Cariño, you didn't have to do this for me." He didn't smile, he didn't take a peek, he was engrossed in the screen.

"Well, at least take a bite! It wont hurt!" You say with empathy, thinking he'll change his mind.

And there he goes again, ignoring you for the 8th time these 2 weeks. You walk around the headquarters, thinking that Miguel won't mind anyways since he isn't focused, you found a Spider Woman to talk to. Particularly Jess, she's always been there for you like your best friend ever since Miguel started the spider society, but you had to tell her something different today.

"Jess..How are you and your husband?" You ask as if you lost hope of your own.

"Why? We're good, but why?" Jess raised an eyebrow, and gives you a funny look "Don't tell me you're going to take him out on a date!", she exclaimed.

*you shake your head, in disappointment*

"Huh? Whats the problem?" Jess asks, clearly intrigued with your current emotion right now.

"Well, Miguel has been ignoring me for days now. Sometimes I even wonder if he loves me anymore." Jess looks stunned.

"WHAT?! Thats crazy gi--"

Suddenly, your phone goes off. You have to leave and get to work.

-message part-

17:59

Mom: Hello! Did you eat now? are you okay? how is your work?

*You look at your buzzing phone filled with messages from your mom*

You: I'm okay, work is fine, I ate some food.

Mom: Doesn't sound like it!! What happened?

You: Miguel has been ignoring me..

Mom: I told you not to stay with that man!!

*You stand there, shocked and pale, you remember how that was the first comment about Miguel that your mom gave to him when you two first started dating. Although, her words made you realize that she might be right.*

You: Sorry mom, but I love him.

*But does he love you back?*

-after work!-

Miguel comes in, late as usual.

"Hey Miggyy!! Lets eat dinn--" Once again cut off by his voice.

"Y/N, we have to talk."

You worry about what you two will talk about.

"Y/N, i'm making this quick and easy for you, i'm divorcing you."

What?

divorce?

When did that come up?

"Why?!" You cry loud. "Out of the 10 years we've been together?! All going down the drain?"

Your protests are no match for him.

"Please Y/N, it's for our own good."

Why did he want that so bad?

"Why?" You yell softly.

"I'm going to focus on the spider society for now."

What? All for nothing?

What a good day to be feeling bad.

He leaves the papers on the table, and teleports to the next universe he's supposed go be going to.

Thats..quick..

A few days after he left you gathered your things to move back to your house, you saw a picture album under your bed, many pictures of you and Miguel shown. You two were just dumb high schoolers who had the same interests. Happy, so happy together. At least you were.

You left every memory of him under your bed. Then you packed up and left your last lunch for him, your last note, but you never signed the papers. Why would you leave him when you're technically still married to him? You love him, you still do.

but in the end nobody really loved you...

UNLESSS we reach 50 notes then there'll be a part 2🧡❤️‍🔥

[ritz-writes]

@celestialcrowley said shed want to see some of my wing fic, and that was all the prompting i needed lmao. so heres the first 1800 words of

who needs wings when you have a boyfriend

Fandom: Good Omens (no season 2 spoilers) Relationships: Crowley/Aziraphale (pre-relationship) Tags/Warnings: injury, wing fic, angst, hurt/comfort, torture (implied/referenced), dismemberment (wings), whump, fainting, hurt aziraphale, worried crowley

Word Count: 1,876

THIS IS A WIP. It is open ended because it's not finished, and probably wont be for a long time. It is also not beta-read, so there will be errors. Do not repost anywhere else.

Aziraphale loved having Crowley over. It was his favorite activity, just talking to the demon. Just being in Crowley’s presence made him feel better, made him feel complete.

He couldn’t tell if he was distraught or relieved that Crowley wasn’t in the bookshop now.

Aziraphale had been standing in the middle of the shop for about an hour now, too scared to move. He had been called up to Heaven earlier. Gabriel was there, of course, as he always was. He always had something to nag Aziraphale about. Rightfully so, Aziraphale knew of course, though he honestly couldn’t remember what it was about this time around. But Gabriel started going on a rant about multiple chances and learning lessons.

For a moment, Aziraphale thought he was about to Fall like Crowley had. A part of him wished that was what happened. Perhaps it would have been less painful.

But instead, Gabriel took his wings.

“A necessary punishment,” he had said. “Temporary, of course.”

Angel wings couldn’t be stripped away so simply, at least not permanently. Unless God Herself took them, or someone acting on Her behalf, they would eventually grow back within a month. But an angel’s wings were more than just an extra limb. It was a part of them, a part of Aziraphale. Having them ripped away left him empty.

Not only that, but it hurt. His throat was still raw from screaming. Gabriel had been none too gentle about it, telling him it was his own fault. A part of Aziraphale believed him—why else would Gabriel being doing it, after all. Another part didn’t, the voice in his head sounding an awful lot like Crowley.

He almost felt content with just standing in the middle of his shop for the next month. The store was closed and the windows were covered. If he was lucky—or maybe it was unlucky—Crowley would be away on a mission for the next few weeks, and Aziraphale could act like nothing had happened when he returned.

Aziraphale knew it was just shock and depression. Having your wings ripped off felt like having a piece of your soul stolen. It wasn’t pleasant physically, and emotionally and mentally was a whole other thing.

He knew he should call Crowley, tell him what happened, but he couldn’t get his body to respond. And even if he could move, he wasn’t sure he wanted to. He knew as soon as he did just how badly his back would burn and ache. His legs felt numb, but he was far too scared to sit down on the couch behind him. Even the smallest brush against the fabric would be too much for him to bear.

“Angel?”

Aziraphale held back a flinch. He blinked, not having noticed Crowley entering the shop.

Crowley took off his glasses, blow furrowed as he took in the angels appearance. “You alright?”

Aziraphale opened his mouth, but no words came out. He could feel his emotions starting to come back slowly, his eyes burning.

Crowley moved closer. “Aziraphale? What’s wrong?”

“Crowley.” He meant to say more, but that was all he could manage, which seemed to make the demon more concerned.

Crowley scanned the bookshop before his gaze landed back on him. “Aziraphale, what happened? Are you hurt?”

“I got… called up to Heaven.”

Crowley’s face spasmed between anger and worry. “When?”

Aziraphale glanced to the windows, suddenly noticing the sun was no longer out. Maybe it had been a bit longer than he originally thought. “I… I’m not entirely sure, really.”

“Well, what did they want?”

Aziraphale swallowed, grimacing as the action aggravated his throat. “Gabriel. He was angry. I-I made a mistake, I think. He...” His emotions were beginning to overwhelm him, his vision starting to blur with tears. “H-He said it was a necessary punishment. Temporary.”

“Punishment? Angel, what happened?”

Aziraphale’s mouth quivered, a tear slipping down his face.

“Aziraphale.” Crowley cupped his face, gently but firmly, wiping the tear away. “What. Did he do to you?”

“He took my wings.”

He said it with such a quiet, steady tone, one that didn’t match his feelings at all. His heart was racing, mind spiraling out of control. His breathing began to slowly speed up, finally coming to terms with what happened and what he lost.

Crowley looked mortified. He said something, but Aziraphale couldn’t hear him over the sudden ringing in his ears. His wings were gone. His wings were gone. He would get them back eventually, but they were gone.They were ripped from him, and he could still feel the burn of the pain, the agony etched into his brain and back. He felt like he was going to throw up or pass out.

He didn’t realize his body had picked the latter until his legs buckled and his vision went dark.

Distantly, he could hear Crowley yell his name.

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Aziraphale floated along the edge of awareness. All his senses were watered down, though he didn’t really mind it. Having them muddled meant he couldn’t feel his back.

When he finally started to float back up to consciousness, he tried to fight it. He didn’t want to be awake or aware. He just wanted to stay in his little void until his wounds healed, or maybe until his punishment was over.

But there was an oh so familiar voice calling his name softly, a voice he never could figure out how to ignore.

Aziraphale groaned, nearly a whine, into the pillow against his cheek, squeezing his eyes shut as his nerves came back online.

“Angel? You with me?”

Aziraphale made a noise of disagreement.

Crowley hummed in understanding. “Yeah, I’m sure. How’re you feeling?”

Aziraphale took a breath and cracked open his eyes. He was on his stomach, arms at his sides, laying on something soft that certainly wasn’t his sofa. His eyes blurred then focused, Crowley’s face coming into view. His hair was rustled and his glasses were off.

“Awful,” he answered, throat raw. He closed his eyes again, trying very hard to ignore the burn on his back. “What am I laying on?”

“Miracled a bed after you took a swan dive,” Crowley explained. “Since you still haven’t gotten one.” He blew out a large breath. “Right. I need to take off your shirt now.”

Aziraphale’s eyes flew open. “I beg your pardon?”

“I need to see the…” He gestured over Aziraphale’s back.

Aziraphale paled, unable to look Crowley in the eyes. “Ah.” He shifted, then winced, barely holding back a yell from the pain. “Why didn’t you just do it when I was asleep?”

“Unconscious,” Crowley corrected tightly. “And I’m a demon, not an animal. Wasn’t gonna without your permission. Besides, I can’t actually take your wings out myself. You have to do it.”

Aziraphale frowned and pressed his face farther into the pillow. He made his decision. He much rather Crowley had been on a mission right now. Anything to keep from having to release whatever was left of his wings. “I’d much rather just ignore them, if I’m being honest.”

Crowley sighed. “I’m going to actually burn Gabriel alive for making me have to ask this, but…” He leaned forward, an expression anger and regret evident on his face. “Did he… were they cut or pulled?”

Aziraphale shut his eyes tight as the memory passed over him. The blood, the fear, the pain. “...Pulled. One was—” he held back a gag, “One was snapped, I believe.”

Crowley breathed in. “I’m going to murder him,” he growled quietly, before saying gently, “Angel, I have to look. Without your wings, you could get an infection or something. You know that.”

He did know that. Having your wings torn from you left you at the mercy of illnesses and diseases while outside of Heaven. And if they were ripped out it was more than likely going to end up infected in some way.

So, despite not wanting to, Aziraphale nodded in permission.

His waistcoat, shirt, and tie were miracled away and he had to physically stop himself from shivering, knowing it would upset his back. He slowly moved his arms up to hold onto the pillow, grunting and tearing up as he did so. After giving himself a moment, he took a few shaky breaths before commanding his wings to emerge.

He immediately had to muffled his wails with the pillow.

The pain was indescribable. There was an awful ache where his wings met his back, while the wings themselves were burning. It felt like they were on fire, even though they weren’t even there, at least not in full. By the time he fully materialized them he was panting, nearly sobbing into the pillow.

“Fuck,” Crowley breathed. “What did they do to you?”

Aziraphale knew it was a rhetorical question, but turned his face to answer anyway, if only to make the demon feel better. “It’s… it’s only t-temporary.”

“Temporary or not, this is insane!” Crowley covered his mouth with a shaky hand. “Shit.”

Aziraphale flinched, biting his tongue to hold back another cry, as Crowley laid a hand on his shoulder.

“I can’t heal it, but… I might be able to take the pain away. Not fully, but I can take the edge off at least.”

Aziraphale almost sobbed again. The pain was already unbearable, but it suddenly felt worse when presented with the option to ease it. “Yes, please, please.”

Crowley’s hand tightened on his shoulder. “It won’t be pleasant. No, scratch that. It’s gonna hurt like Hell. Literally. Only for a few seconds, but—”

“I can handle it. Just do it, Crowley, please!”

There was a beat of silence as Crowley pressed his free hand against his spine, just underneath the damage.

Then agony.

Aziraphale screamed as the burning suddenly got worse, writhing under Crowley’s hold. “I know, Angel, I know—I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. Just hold still. It’s almost over.”

Aziraphale clenched his teeth, almost afraid he was going to break them. It hurt, it hurt, God it hurt so much. It felt like his wings were being stolen again, only this time they were being thrown into Hellfire while still attached to him. It danced along his feathers, his back, his bones. It tore him apart from the inside, turning him to ash. It was excruciating.

Then, just as quickly as the pain had started, it stopped.

Aziraphale’s body went limp in the bed, his body trembling in short bursts and his breaths coming in ragged and heavy. His back was blessedly numb. Well, not fully. He could still feel the pain, but it might as well have been numb when compared to how it felt before.

He turned his face away from the pillow, opening his eyes. He tried to thank Crowley, or maybe apologize for screaming, but he couldn’t get his mouth to work, only managed to let out a few garbled sounds. Everything felt hazy. His vision was hazy too, everything darkening at the edges.

Crowley leaned into view. Just like when he first showed up, Aziraphale could see his mouth moving, but couldn’t make out the words, the sound warbled and far away.

His eyes slipped closed to the feeling of a hand in his hair.

maybe if enough ppl like where this is going ill get more ideas for how to continue it. i have another 2700 words written, i just dont know how to continue it

hope yall liked this lil bit tho

[xxxg0ryygurlll13xxx]

political hopelessness

the current state of american politics is terrifying, we all know this. right now i am once again crying over it. i posted on my instagram story awhile ago a post about president trump taking over the kennedy center, americas art institution, to censor it and ban "woke" plays and musicals basically scrap the arts and my bubbe my jewish grandmother whos family escaped eastern europe during WWII swiped up and responded

"this is what the nazis did."

that was about a week or 2 ago but i havent stopped thinking about it. i never responded. i mean what do i say to that? i know thats what the nazis did, i know that trump and elon are basically hitler and himmler re incarnated but what can i do? nothing. nothing thats what. im a 17 year old girl with nothing to stand on. the people chose trump knowing what hed do. this isnt surprising to anyone. a bill recently passed in the house that would make almost all married woman unable to vote (it said u cant vote unless ur name matches ur birth certificate).

no one seems to care though. people have stopped talking about these things. 3 more republicans did hitler salutes and all my global issues teacher had to say about that was that soon we'll be heiling the american flag every morning. my family didnt flee europe for this. they didnt pack up everything including their little daughter and come to america the land of the free for this. for nazis to come back into power.

im scared above all else. ive seen this before, ive read Maus, ive red Night, ive seen Schindlers List, ive been told the stories of how it started by my bubbe and zeyde and aunties and uncles. those stories all end with "never forget, never again" i dont want this. we cant have this again, to anyone. no one should be taken away, "go missing".

its all happening so fast yet so slow at the same time. massive layoffs, replacing workers with yes-men, pushing propaganda, outright saluting, making people pledge their allegience to one man who calls himself King, and sleeps with mein kampf next to his bed. weve seen this before. it wont be long until were all done for.

and yet i have an english essay due tomorrow morning, prom shoes to buy, driving lessons this weekend, a chem test tomorrow, life goes on. my world seems to be ending or at least crashing and i still have things to do. i worry about my bubbe and zeyde being hate crimed in florida cause i know no one would help them.

weve become the very thing we fought against 80 years ago, Nazis. i long for a time when the socially acceptable answer to "what would u do if u had a time machine?" would be to kill baby hitler. nothing is ok. it just keeps getting worse. someday in the next 3 years and 11 months i will have my i told u so moment, when no one is allowed to read anything not government approved, we have another great depression, and the arts are dead. i know exactly how we got here and i have a feeling i know how it will end, i dont want it to go that way but theres nothing i can do.

i will never forget when i woke up the day after election day to the news alerts that he won. frantically trying to find a source saying he lost, to no avail. going into my mothers room to say goodbye like i do every morning before leaving for school and as soon as i saw her i started to cry like a baby. she hugged me as i cried cause i was scared she told me "i wont let anything happen to us, well be ok" but i saw that look in her eyes. she had a sad uncertain look, a scared look in her eyes one that told me she was scared too. scared and sad. i walked into school and saw girls with their heads down on the tables weeping. everyone was sad, there was such a gloomy air to everything.

it rained that day. it was the 7th day of rain in a row. one full week of rain and flash flood warnings. it was so rainy and cold. my chem teacher talked about female scientists the whole class, my very cynical global issues teacher told us to get our popcorn ready cause it was gonna be a hell of a ride, i called my best friend when i got home he seemed sad too, but not the same kind of sad. sad yes but not mourning. we talked, talked about the future how uncertain it was and still is.

i know how he got elected but i still have such a lingering unknowing. i was so confident she would win "how could people not elect her??? she stands for all things good!! She has morals, kindness, she cares about people!" i got so blinded by my confidence i forgot the american people would never elect a woman. i hope in my lifetime we get a woman president but i think ill be long dead by the time that happens.

if it ever does.

[ficyorick]

loved the last chapter and so glad youre back !!Dont want to pressure you but just wondering if you have a timeline for when the finale will be finished

IM SO GLAD TO BE BACK TOO !!!! IM FEELIN SO GOOD ABOUT BEING BACK its crazy. and no worries !!!! as for the timeline - too early to tell, im 4.7k words in, and i know for sure the final chapter will be ... it definitely will be 10k+ . it genuinely might end up being around 13k or even 15k, that wont surprise me in the slightest. plus i will have to finish writing an epilogue which is mostly completed (its just a little send off, under 1k words)

AND since its the finale i will take extra care with editing bc it needs to be a BANGER. im already very happy with the very end of it so i know that will POP but i want to make sure everything else is at least nice as well.

all of this to say that i will do my best to post it next week?? not a very precise answer but it seems realistic (esp since i might be a bit busy this weekend, im visiting my parents)

[ladysophiebeckett]

imagine ur some french guy who got dumped by unknown colombian woman and now ur living ur khaki life on the coast of cartagena and ur friend catalina comes down to work on colombia's beauty pageant and brings with her a severely depressed assistant with enormous glasses and gelled down bangs. and ur friend is like 'hey help me cheer my assistant up she's going through it' and ur like 'okay sure whatever' and as pageant week continues u discover that ur friend's assistant has a forehead and giant eyes and damn she's cute actually. u and her are getting along great. yeah u tried to kiss her and she rejected u but it's probably bc she's just shy. pageant week ends and she leaves but she'll probably call u right? weeks go by and ur channel surfing on ur tv by the beach and u see her--ur friend's newly beautiful assistant only she's not an assistant anymore. she's launching a fashion line on tv with all sorts of famous ppl around her. u thought she was a beach girl and that she wasn't really into fashion. that's so weird.

anyway, u call ur friend and ask about her now beautiful Not assistant anymore friend and u learn she's president of some company you've never heard of and that its not a permanent job and ur like oh?? suddenly u remember ur business plan with some other ppl about colonizing the cartagena coastline with some chain restaurants and ur like like 'well.....before i waste money on putting a job ad in the Colombian Times i may as well....offer a managing job to a woman who already has a job that i only knew for 1 week but when u get to this company that youve never heard of until two days ago (bc u didnt call the woman u wanted to see ahead of time) u catch her by surprise when she's yelling at an employee. these polluted, busy cities, u think--they always change u : ( but not to worry! u offer a beach life job to this woman ur pretty sure u know well, of course u tell her she wont be getting paid the same as she is now as president of a company. but its okay bc the cost living is different at the beach <3 but when u mention her previous employer in a negative way her giant eyes get darker and she kind of looks at u funny.

u try to distract her by describing the ocean again. then u drive her car to her house to meet her parents bc that's a normal thing to do with a woman youve known for a week. her parents like u and u think all u need is one dinner to close the deal. but right as ur both about to drink the mai tai u made her order, her old boss shows up and sits next to her. and ur very confused. her old boss starts talking about ur job offer and how it's wonderful and ur like 'well yeah' but then he starts talking about the company and how much company loves her and how much the company needs her and ur like 'oh??? Oh'. and then u think to urself--'maybe i should have put an ad in the paper' bc it looks like someone's already in the boss\employee fall in love trope and its def not u. ur date-not-date is ruined even tho she tells u she does want ur low paying job. weeks go by and ur colonizing chain restaurant friends have already hired someone for the position u were offering to some woman u only knew a week but bc u like to suffer, u call her and she's like 'michel?? oh hey. no i wont be taking ur job offer. but thank u for thinking of me. sorry, i cant talk right now, im on my way to a dress fitting. ciao. 'dress fitting? must be busy with another fashion launch'. she never calls u back. oh well. at least u have those free ocean sounds.

[auspex]

1 on 1 mark session recap! As always, sorry not a lot of context is given.

Mark first finished reading a book 'on thorns and their consequences' which was basically explaining how the sabbat came to be and their PoV on things and then with an anarch commentary towards the end expressing their disagreements. but on the first last page was red runic lettering which mark could not recognize and which sucked up his vitae when he placed it on it.

He tried to do some internet research and came across an obscure forum which claims to be for learning about obscure languages but actually seems to have a lot of vampires on it posting real and fake runes, kinda like testing each other

The runes mark was looking at were on there but the mod, who basically posts in every server, says 'you wont find anything about that in this life.' the posteris like 'cmon doesn't someone have any family who could help' and the mod replies 'ask J' so that smenacing.

idk if J is Julius? it probably isnt but anyway. mark has already reported reading this book to julius and so is gonna ask him about it cause he couldn't figure it out.

the rest of the night he spends teaching G -G is doing well and did remember his vowels : ) also explained to Gs sister how he made sure the investigation would stop and ask if she needed any other help. she asked if he could get them free or at least out of their current essentially prison sooner and mark said no but they would be out in a month to a month and a half. she didn't know how long that was. so he explained how torpor and weeks and  months and years worked

she still didnt say thanks or bye to mark but there was maybe something where she was close to doing so

i love G im so glad he is doing well he learned a lot he is almost through the alphabet

ok now for the meat of the session. the next night he goes to the chantry to talk to cassidy about the books. Knocks on the door. no answer. 

He is getting a bad feeling. represented irl by the ST playing absolutely terrifying music as i search for him.

In the chantry apartments there is an often ignored ghoul at the front and so then he asked her where Lilian’s apartment was (Cassidy’s best friend.). She told him. He knocked on her door. No answer. 

Checks the cafeteria. nope. library. nope. physics department (where their circle head, Dr. White, is). Nope. He asks someone there if she had seen either of them. nope.

so i'm worried as hell

im trying to think what mark could do and im like. i cant scry on him cause i dont have anything of Cassidy’s. 

and the st gives me a Look as if 2 say u do ur forgetting

But he kinda gives it to me for free hes like, ur wearing the same coat you did when you went to the movies

Turns out mark has cassidy's ticket. so thats close enough to being his so. mark does scry on him

its not super juicy but it is super concerning. Cassidy is by lilian in what is probably the side door in his haven that mark hasn’t been in. barricading the door. with a fuckton of furniture. and also pushing against it. lilian looks terrified. cassidy looks So Done With This Shit (tm). something is banging on the door.

so with that mark goes back to the ghoul and is like. So. Uhm. Yeah i actually have permission to enter cassidys haven yes. please let me in

she looks scared - mark put her in a real bad spot. If he doesn’t actually have permission and she lets him in he could get in trouble. but he reassures her that itis fine and his decision and nothing bad will happen. 

so she says ok and goes to open the door (she is able to if she is doing so of her own consent, she functions as a key ig). As she goes to open it, Mark says uhm. they are doing experiments so when you open the door. back up. and she's like "okay?' and opens the door and immediately vine tentacle thingies burst out and she falls back on her ass and scrambles back, screaming

she gets away and mark engages in combat. its the same sort of monster, just smaller, as the one on his territory in the conservatory, that navigate by sound. it has a lion's mane around a beak in the center and vine like tentacles around it.

mark takes a LOT of damage in its first attack he had like 1 unharmed box left  but he manages to win :) 

cassidy and lilian pop out from the door and are like. mark is that you?

Cassidy’s haven is wreckt sadly. Mark's like. yeah its me. its dead. you can come out.

lilian is SO sad it's dead but she isnt mad at mark. its clear she wanted to subdue it but they had no way to do so and mark comments as such

she's like "i was sooo close " :(

cassidy looks So Done and is like. thank you for your assistance mark but how did you . get in.

mark is like. thats not really important right now, is it? cassidy says 'somewhat, but we can discuss that later'

mark says that unfortunately this made quite a lot of noise and the ghoul went screaming for help so time to get your stories straight.

theres a few other things said but then zach rolls up

If you dont know who zach is he is a newly turned tremere. dr. white's child. elevated into power due to his sire. he's a classic skater  boy. hes head of security. he figured ALL of marks shit out when he broke into a lab - he is GOOD at his job despite his casual attitude. he says 'chill' all the time.

he skates up (yes skateboard in the hall) and asks whats up. mark says 'hi zach. it's chill, i handled it.' (Mark kinda likes Zach). 

And hes like. 'whats chill? can you explain?' and marks like. looks at cassidy and lilian. 'they would know better i just came at the end' and cassidy’s like. looks at lilian as if to say to her. u did this shit u explain!

so lilian starts a story which is kind of obviously partially a lie.

she says that she was doing her research, developing off of Leanah's (which was the stuff mark uhm. stole and sabotaged for her). and she noticed this evening that some things were off. papers where she wouldn't normally leave them. but the chimera project was So Important (TM) for the chantry that she just HAD to press on. Oh Also I found this Lipstick (produces lipstick) that looks JUST like what Leeanah wears isnt that interesting! (zach has her put it in an evidence back for him). She says 'Cassidy even made a joke that maybe I should wear makeup more often." Cassidy grunts but keeps a poker face. he would obviously Never Fucking Say That and lilian is messing with him.

god i love them sm. mark also knows cassidy would never fucking make that joke

(explaining a story that may dictate ur fate as u are investigated. does not miss an opportunity to fuck w the bestie* girl!

she continues to say that she got the embryo (described as tadpole) out of the cauldron she starts growing it. and it kept well. growing.

she pauses there. zach is like. okay and? it grows and?

Cassidy steps in. 'when it got bigger than our couch we realized we had a problem.' (also hehe ‘our’ couch their friendship is everything 2 me…) 

lilians like yes. then thankfully cassidy, with some assistance from mark, killed it. and here we are :) and then zach turns to mark and is like. what do you mean how did you get here how did you know.

and marks like Oh Well You Know "I was coming here for unrelated reasons, cassidy and myself are working together you see. And I had permission to enter. And obviously I would assist him in combat. *Coughs.*

he coughs cause i rolled 1 success on the lie T_T

zach is like. you have permission?? and cassidys like uh yes. 'as needed he can enter. its easier that way' so yay that ghoul won't get in trouble LOLLL mark got retroactive permission

even if each can tell he lied like. how do u call him on that when the person who was to have given him that permission said he did.

Liliana finishes up by describing how awful it was to be sabotage. At the end of her story. she says "Im sure leeanah would be very sorry if she saw the destruction she caused and would say so' and cassidy said 'i would not accept her apology' annnddd thiswent over my head but the st explained that was lilian apologizing to cassidy and cassidy telling her to fuck offlkdsafjlkdsjf

and zachs like. aight seems chill! (Perhaps all was not chill). lemme go in your haven here to see evidence of that sabotage

and  cassidys like oh, please do let me clean up first :) and zachs like :) noo you should see my room haha its fine :) and then cassidsy like. okay fine. you do not have permission to enter my haven. which is something respected in the chantry

zachs like do u really wanna go down that route.

Cassidy appears to hesitate. Mark is FREAKINGGG out he CANNOOTTTT find those books mark had him gather. thankfully cassidy says. Yes. Yes I do.

And so zach says fine thats chill. ill see you soon- and he has one of his guys (he had a small posse with him) stay. cassidys like. well that was a mess. mark says yes. which is why you  should start cleaning it. do you want help.

The person Zach left behind enters cassidys room and was making sure the pc was ok. mark is like cassidy is that ok?? and cassidy says 'oh, hes chill.' It seems this was the little fucker that set up the pc and internet for cassidy in the first place! cassidy makes friends with fledglings :) he doesn't speak but cassidy calls him Hack. because that's what he does, ig

Anyway. Mark helps lilian gather monster body parts to the center of the room where she starts some sort of chanting incantation to get rid of it. cassidy goes into his Side Room to start cleaning. When mark is done gathering body parts he knocks and peeks into the side hallway. cassidy tells him to enter and mark starts helping him put books away

well first theres this hallway which has 2 doors. mark enters door two with cassidy.

its a beautiful study room with mostly books, but also some old clothes, including a duster (COWBOY CASSIDY REAL...) and a painting with someone in a cuirass but the face is oddly blurry

also, all the books do not have legible titles.

with sense the unseen it seems the chandelier in the room has some sort of enchantment blurring those things out

there is also a TALL ASS stack of those notebooks he writes in. Mark glances at it and looks at cassidy who pauses and says. i need to call in a favor. can you just keep packing books away for 10 mins ? and marks like Sure

and hes left alone in cassidys study. but he decides to NOT snoop and figures he wouldnt be able to read shit anwyay due to that enchantment so he does literally just put books away.

Cassidy returns and unfolds a piece of paper that he remembers Wendy using before - its like. a bag of holding.

he unfolds it and puts it under the stack of notebooks carefully . the note books fall in. then he carefully, very very very carefully, folds it up. mark comments 'got a few years in there, huh?" he replies "A good deal more than that.".

but yeah theres also furniture and stuff everywhere btw, its a mess. The pack up books. During this time mark asked like. ok we cant keep these books about resisting blood bonds in her haven. and Cassidy is like. really mark. you're gonna make me haul them from the library every time ur gonna read them, and mark is like. sorry. yeah : )

They finish and return to the mainroom. lilian is on the floor, hands splayed, miserable. done with everything. cassidy makes a point to step over her.

cassidy and mark hauled books up to lillian's haven which was much smaller. and complained about stairs. together <3 lol

When they return hack is no where to be found. cassidy looks around and comments that the should not be in the back rooms. he does open the door to the second room but he asks mark to step back so he cant see in : (anyway mark ends up finding zach with sense the unseen (he went Invisible ig) and he was rifling upstairs through lillian's things

cassidy is like 'hack ive been through enough tonight please just give it back' and hack goes to the computer and types:

";)

I have to give them something, y''no"

and cassidy is like. sigh. will this make our unlives harder in the future. and he writes

"maybe a little"

and marks says “you know what that's fair” <- has done the same shit of finding something Smaller so it proves he was Trying but actually not

cassidy comments that he is sad about his clothes getting thrown around and wrecked - 'over the decades he had collected quite a collection, some of which are hard if not impossible to replace' and mark comments 'i hope the tv is ok too'

and upon saying that cassidy actually reacts as opposed to being stone faced "Oh no you're right, the tv!" and he goes right for it

drops to his knees to prop it back up. and theres a crack through a fourth of it. he looks so sad. mark turns it on and it does still display but there is that crack

mark is like its ok we can get another and cassidy is like ' but this was my first tv :('. hes sentimental about it my fucking HEART

marks like. im sorry. i can help you pick out a new one maybe. cassidy says he'll likely take mark up on that. and mark also says maybe it could be fixed and cassidy says he will also try that

but yeah its cute that he got attached to the tv T_T (edited)

anyway zach skates right back in after the bit with hack that i described above. and says. ok in the name of the authority invested in me by blah blah blah... everyone but you, get out please! (hack being that one)

sooo the three leave. And mark is like.well. good luck with everything.

Cassidy and lilian do not look very happy but give ike a half hearted thanks

mark is lowkey like. ok u could be a bit more thankful i saved ur ass and helped u clean up but OKAy . . . .

cassidy also mentions that they can still work on their shared research in a few nights

oh also mark finally got the opportunity to ask if they had showers and they do not and mark is like. wow that sucks.

Cassidy diddnt seem to care but like. dude. imagine only having washrooms. L.

thats the session!

[darlinglotys]

He found me

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warings: stalking, threatning, no use of Y/N, you/yours, use of nicknames, swaring, mentioned kidnapping, mentiond feminyzation, gramer mistakes, mentioned murderer ______________________________________________________________

Readers POV

im not sure when i first saw Jester. Was it when i first moved here? or when he came to order coffie or perhaps... no thets not posible he couldnt have been there but still he doues fit the little description we had tall and with unrully brown hair no what im i thinking a lot of man much this discription. But he still feels fami-"____!" "huh?!" "whats going thrue thet head of yours sweetheart" "please dont cell me thet" "sure~" i sight as i shook my head before asking "the usuall?" "not today" thet suprised me a bit espeshally the fact thet he sed it calmly insted of his usual flirtyness "what do you recomend Darling" "ah there it is" i touth to myself before speaking "then i recomend (F/D) and i told you to not call me thet" "you didnt" "i did" "did not you sed not to cell you sweetheart" i gave him the im done with you look "well just call me by my name you alredy know it "as you wish" i gave him his drink before i moved to serve other costomers once i returned to where he was seated. The seat was allredy empty with some money left on the table i shook my head as i took the money and cleened up the table as i continued with my day. And soon enough my shift ended and i could go home. As i was locking up i couth a glims of goldish white mask and quicly tournd around only to see an empty street "fuck" i swore quaietly to myself as i started speed walking home trying to act like nothigs wrong until i saw my house and started sprinting i quickly unlooked the door walked in and shut them bihained me "fuuck" i sed in a shaky voise "guess Im moving again" i continued as i toured the light on in my kitchen "hi~" came a rather ethuastic voice from bihand me "i finaly found you~" how long?" i tournd around only to be met with a Jesters mask "oh dont look at me like thet" i could hear the pount in his voice moking me "how. long."i repided myself firmly with venom seeping thour my teath "oh how firce are you~ but to answer our question long enough for you to know how to make my coffie by heart by the way you own a really nice caffe would be a real shame if it had to close down if the owner was to disapire or its costemers were i dont know founed death just next door every single one one ofter a nother" "what. do. you. want." "calm down darling you dont want to repite the incident now do you" "answer the fucking question" "alride~ alride~ its quait simple really i want you but~" " but what some kind of a nother twisted game of yours?" " no no i mean i allredy tried and i can continue but no mather how patient im i just cant wait thet long for you to come to me willingly so i want a compromaise" "and why woul i agree to thet?" "simple becouse i wont kill anyone thet you interact with and you can keep your freedom" "your laying you just want me to drop my gaurd so you can kidnapp me" "oh darlin no if i wanted to kidnapp you i would allredy done so" "asshole and what will you get out of this" "hmm how about i will get to sleep in the same bed as you and i will get to dress you once a week im sure a nice green dress would look good on you~" "no way!" "fine fine i wont dress you" he singed disapointedly "the fact thet you want to shere a bed is even worse!" i yeled at him "let go of me!" i yelped as he thrue me over his shoulder "i sed let go!" i hit his back as hard as i could making him hiss " come on sweetheart its not like this is the first time we slept in a same bed" "you what!?" " dont worry i wont touch you inaproprietly not withount your concent at least now of to bed you go" he thrue me on the bed before joining me "let go!" i tried to get out of his grip " let go god dam-" "shh~" he covered my mouth "sleep"