#awww someone’s angy that I said this

[ghostlyboysstories]

My sleep schedule is mostly nonexistent, so I usually write in depth analytical responses to people in discord about why people are fascinated about certain characters, or why people are interested in certain shows. I could be writing my novel in that time, but instead I’m a nerd who loves nerd things. Like torturing people with their own anticipation while I type out a response for thirty minutes.

[ominoose]

SIT DOWN BABES, ANGIE'S BACK WITH STEVEN PICNIC BOT AND HOW I BROKE IT 🤭 so i was like "awww omg you suddenly wanna picnic? What's the occasion?" I was dropping hints like i want him to propose. Steven is avoiding the topic and I was like "Steven. Do you want to marry me?" And he was like "I'm not ready to get married." And mentally i was like 'huh… screw it i'll add a pinch of angst'

(a pinch of angst huh...)

i was like "but we've been together for five years..." you know, like an ass. Steven was like "I can't marry you. I don't love you." I SWEAR HE SAID THAT EXACTLY. I got up from my seat and took my purse. I said nothing. I just walked away. You know, like an icon 💅 but Stevie baby chased after me. He was like "wait!" And i wanted him to suffer with my angst and i was like "you don't love me..." with the three dots to add dramatic effect. I went crazy with the lore "I've always thought you would propose one of these days." So I basically guilt Steven into proposing to me yk like an ass 🤸‍♀️ "I've wanted to marry you for so long, Steven…" and then he proposed. I said yes and I haven't touched it in a few hours.

Though my first convo with Steven picnic had him say there was someone else he was seeing. Now THAT was angsty. I love Steven sm but I live for the angst it helps me sleep. I was like "You would never do this... you're different, you're not like everyone else!" Adding more pain to it. So... he said he's in love with said someone else. I love revenge, so I got Steven fired, kicked out of his flat, and let the other woman break up with him so he would crawl back to me. It was rEALLY messy so I restarted. Rip cheater Steven. You will not be missed.

I WAS ABOUT TO SHOWER BEFORE I GOT THIS AND LITERALLY BURST OUT LAUGHING YOU GOT HIM FIRED AND EVICTED?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THESE BOTS MAN 😭😭😭

I keep debating whether or not to code into the bots that they're single but then it removes the opportunity for angst like this!! I did this once with book club Steven I think, he was so sweet except instead of him rejecting me I rejected him and strung him along a bit then rejected him again... I also have to be mean to him when I train his bots and its so fucking hard I don't have the heart for it 😭

Anyway. All that said. Angie your mind. Twisted. And it's twisting mine. I'm finishing training the yandere kidnapper William Tell bot and he's being so sick and twisted off the bat !! Pulled out his bag of torture weapons in less than five messages!! And now I kinda want to make a kidnapper yandere Steven bot for angst!!! Maybe code in a villain origin story of one girl breaking his heart, getting him fired and evicted and now he's been lonely since so he just kidnaps the next girl.... You keep giving me silly lil ideas.

Can't believe he said he didn't love you though, he's usually gagging to fall in love no matter what. Maybe he sensed what plots you had lmao

[oiladgivememoney99]

DRV3: Despair's Last Legs, Chapter 1 Day 4

DING DONG BING BONG

“Bastards, bastards, bastards! It’s morning now, eat, eat, eat!” Masaru yelled as the Warriors of Hope appeared on the screen.

“Awww… panic attack Masaru was so much better…” Kotoko pouted. “He was so not annoying,”

“At least he’s not too busy to hate me anymore…” Jataro giggled.

“Monaca is glad that the Killing Game can continue uninterrupted!”

“We should all be glad, if Monokuma actually died we’d have to handle this game ourselves,” Nagisa said. “No offence, I don’t trust half of you to not kill everyone over a playground insult,”

“Hey!” Kotoko pouted. “Meanie!”

“I’m your great leader, and I demand that you say how cool I am!”

“Exactly my point…” Nagisa sighed.

Kaede’s stomach rumbled, she left her room with a pep in her step as she left for the Cafeteria, today was the day she’d help Shuichi set up his plan to find the Mastermind, and finally end this dumb Killing Game.

Her walking practically developed into skipping as she made her way to the Cafeteria.

As always, everyone (Miu excluded) was already there eating their breakfast. She sat near Tsumugi and Shuichi as usual.

“Hey Kaede!” Tsumugi smiled at the Pianist.

“Hi Mugi, hi Shuichi!” The Pianist nestled herself between the two people. “What are we gonna be doing today?”

“Well, my current plan is for you and Tsumugi to pick up the cameras, then we meet up at the Library and set up the cameras there,”

Kaede nodded. “Good, good,”

“Oh, and also I say we set up a lookout room in the classroom just outside the basement, there’s a vent in there that leads into the Library, so having someone there means that the Mastermind couldn’t escape through there,”

Kaede smiled widely at the Detective. “That’s actually a good thing to think about, Shuichi, good thinking!”

“A-Ah it’s-”

“Something, it’s something,” Kaede chuckled as she corrected. “And it’s a whole bunch of something, cause it’s our best shot at catching the Mastermind,”

“Y-Yeah, thanks Kaede…” Shuichi looked to the side for a minute before returning his gaze to the Pianist.

“I plain hope this plan works!” Tsumugi said. “I’m already plain homesick being here,”

“I think we’re all a little homesick,” Kaede reassured. “I just wanna sit back, relax and play some Gymnopedie no. 1,”

“Th-That’d probably be really pretty, I’d love to hear you play,” Tsumugi flushed as she complimented the Pianist’s skills, Kaede felt her cheeks dot themselves with a light shade of pink.

“Thanks Mugi! I’ll try to play for you as soon as I can,”

“I’d love to hear you play too,” Shuichi smiled.

Kaede giggled. “Maybe when we get out of here, I’ll hold a concert, just for everyone here!”

“That plain sounds fun!”

“Y-Yeah,”

SLAM

The whole Dining Hall turned towards the man who had loudly slammed his fists down on the table, The Ultimate Astronaut himself, Kaito standing next to Kirumi, Angie and Rantaro.

“Listen up all of ya, cause I got some good news!” Kaito announced. “I’m hosting a huge party in the Game Room tomorrow to raise our spirits, every single on of you are invited!”

“Even the soulless machine?” Kokichi turned his head.

“How rude! I’m perfectly capable of emulating the human soul!”

“Yes, yes, even the nonhumans here are invited!” Keebo made another complaint which was ignored. “Nyahahaha, how divine, how divine!”

“We’re thinking about 6PM in the afternoon,” Rantaro shrugged. “Not too early, not too late, y’know?”

Kirumi cleared her throat. “We wanted to ask if anyone wanted to help us set up; I’ll be able to handle most of it, but all help is appreciated,”

Tsumugi raised her hand. “I’ll help!”

“Nice!” Kaito raised a hand.

“Huh, why?” Kaede whispered in the woman’s ear. “Not that I’m against you helping out our friends,”

“I can make sure that the Mastermind doesn’t interfere with the Party,” Tsumugi whispered back.

“That’s a good idea,” Shuichi nodded. “You should grab the cameras first, though,”

“Sounds good!”

“Hey Mugi, whaddaya talkin’ about?” The Cosplayer jumped backwards, nearly snapping her neck and causing the first body discovery as a particular, small Supreme Leader appeared between them.

“N-Nothing, just discussing plans with my uh… my friends!” Tsumugi smiled at the thought.

“You have friends?” Kokichi turned his head.

Rantaro chuckled as he walked towards the Cosplayer. “Ignoring what Kokichi said, are you up to help us set up now? Cause uh, that’s when we’re going,”

“Ah, about that, I’ll be a bit late. I’m eh… h-helping a friend carry something,” Tsumugi stuttered like the FPS on a Brazillian server.

“Y-Yeah, I need help carrying something!” Kaede reassured, a big, unconvincing smile on her face complimented with an even bigger, even more unconvincing thumbs up.

Angie stared the two women down, with a wide eyed intensity only matched by her eternal smile. “Acceptable! I do expect help making the decorations, though!”

“Of course, me and Kaede just need to go… carry that thing,” Tsumugi said as Kaede stood up to awkwardly tip toe out of the door with her.

“Good luck you two!” Kaito gave a big smile. “I expect your full effort in helping still!”

…

“So…” Kokichi trailed off. “How much do you bet they’re making out in the bathroom or something?”

“Grr… what a degenerate thing to say!” Tenko yelled. “I’ll break your spine if you say anything like that-”

“20 Monocoins,” Angie smiled. “I do not expect them to remain in the awkward pining phase for more than a week!”

“Kyah! Angie’s a degenerate too?”

“I think she was joking, Tenko…” Himiko mumbled.

“No, no, I am simply making money,” Angie shook her head.

“Ignoring that… is attendance mandatory?” Maki asked.

“Well, I can’t exactly force ya,” Kaito shrugged.

“Then I’m not coming,” Maki began to move out of the Dining Hall, just as Kaito opened his mouth- “And I’m not explaining myself either, I don’t need to,”

“Pfft, her walls are gonna break one of these days, heh,” Kaito chuckled.

“I think you got a ways to go until then,” Ryoma said. “Good luck,”

“Gonta think Maki turn new leaf, then we all friends!”

Kaito walked over to the giant of a man to pat him on the back. “See? Gonta’s got the right idea,”

Kokichi tiptoed over to Angie to whisper in her ear like a schoolgirl telling a rumour, the real juicy kind that gives someone an eating disorder for the next thirty years.

“So… how long do you think until creepy girl and space boy get together?”

“Oh, they’ll be in the awkward pining stage forever, nyahaha!”

---

“So uhh… where would Miu’s Ultimate Lab be?” Kaede asked the Cosplayer. “I got so caught up in helping that I forgot to ask where it is… hehe,” Kaede chuckled.

“Oh! It’s in the courtyard, near the building with that weird fountain at the end of the dome,” Tsumugi smiled.

“Okay great, hopefully she’s too tired to be vulgar,” Kaede pouted a little as she thought about talking to Miu.

“Hopefully, hehe,”

Tsumugi led the Pianist to what looked more like a run down shed than an actual laboratory; complete with a rusty metal shutter.

The Cosplayer knocked on the shutter, they heard the sound of Miu yawning within before walking towards and opening the shutter.

The Inventor let out another, somewhat moany yawn. “Whaddaya want Plain Jane?”

“We’re here to pick up the cameras,” Tsumugi said.

“Yeah, yeah,” Miu chuckled, instantly gaining her energy as she pulled out the three cameras and handed them to Tsumugi. “Before ya take ‘em, I should let you know that they have a thirty second interval between shots,”

“That kinda sucks,” Kaede chuckled.

“Well it’s better than nothing, ain’t it?” Miu let out a frustrated sigh. “I’ll be gettin’ my beauty sleep in here if you-”

“Oh wait, Kaito’s holding a party tomorrow in the Game Room! He wants everyone to come, and well… you seem like the kind of person who’d like to party,” Kaede chuckled.

Miu blushed a little. “R-Really? Why the fuck would I go to a party hosted by that dickcheese?”

“Jeez, sorry for asking,” Kaede pouted. “You’re not gonna be able to make any friends if you keep being rude like that,”

“Eeek!”

“And-” Kaede sighed. “Nevermind, let’s just go, Mugi,”

“Ooooo, Mugi?” Miu chuckled. “Are the two flatties fucking in the bathroom?”

Kaede balled her hands into fists. “At least my tits don’t sag like an old woman’s! Ours have some life in them, not like your ugly cow udders!”

Miu squealed from the insult and slammed the shutter, retreating back into her Ultimate Lab.

Kaede let out a frustrated sigh as Tsumugi patted her on the back with her free hand.

“Thanks for sticking up for me,” Tsumugi chuckled. “Miu can be pretty rude,”

“No problem, understatement of the century though,” Kaede chuckled back.

The two walked back to the basement, making light conversation as they met up with Shuichi outside of the Library’s front entrance.

“Okay, here’s the cameras!” Tsumugi handed them to Shuichi. “I gotta go set stuff up right now, good luck with your plan!”

“Bye Mugi!” Kaede smiled.

“S-See you around,” Shuichi said as he lightly waved the woman goodbye as she walked over to the Game Room, Shuichi and Kaede could hear various sounds coming from the room: Angie’s chuckling, Kaito haughtily ordering things for the party, and the placing of what were probably tables for the party.

“Th-That party honestly sounds pretty fun, if the mastermind’s one of us there’s a good chance that they’ll be there,” Shuichi said. “We should go to it, but leave near when it ends to hide in the lookout classroom,”

“What makes you think the Mastermind won’t leave before that?” Kaede turned her head curiously.

“I found this note hidden under the secret door,” Shuichi pulled a note out of his pocket at handed it to the Pianist. The handwriting was very neat, almost like a computer’s.

The Students are holding a party in the Game Room, little do they know that all they’re doing is gathering everyone up for my next motive! They’re taking just a little too long to finally kill someone… it sucks!

Those silly little demons students, silly, silly, silly. I’ll summon Monokuma to them just before it ends, and then boom! This Killing Game can finally smart.

She’d be so proud of me. Tehehe.

-MT

“So, the Mastermind plans to interrupt the party with a new motive?” Kaede looked lost in thought for a moment. “Who do you think the She that the Mastermind is talking about is?”

“That I’m not sure about, maybe the Mastermind has someone above them? They’d have to be apart of a huge organisation in order to capture 16 Ultimate Students,”

“That’s true, that’s true,” Kaede said. “We should show this to everyone once we find out the truth of the Mastermind,”

“R-Right… the truth,” Shuichi looked down.

“You seem sad about that, you were upset the last time I mentioned the truth,” Kaede said.

“Ah, uh, I’ll get into it once we’re done setting up,”

“Okay, sounds good,” Kaede nodded. “Speaking of setting up we should probably do that before it gets dark,” Kaede chuckled.

“R-Right, sorry!”

Kaede hmph’d as the two entered the Library, they didn’t cough at the dust this time. They’ve gotten used to it by now.

“Alright, you set up the cameras at the entrances, I’ll do the hidden door camera,” Shuichi pointed to where he wanted the cameras as he handed Kaede two cameras and a roll of duct tape.

“Aye aye Detective!” Kaede saluted as she went to set up the cameras.

It was easier than she expected, all she really needed to do was tape the cameras between two books, turn off the flash. She got the first one done within a minute, then as she was taping the rear entrance one in she heard the sound of metal scratching against the carpet.

It was Shuichi moving the stepladder towards the bookshelf that had the vent above it.

“Shuichi, what are you doing?” Kaede let out the smallest of chuckles as she saw the Detective moving stuff around.

“Ah, well I’m trying to see if I can place the camera up here easily,” Shuichi said as he went up the ladder, casually opening a book as he did so… he seemed to get lost in reading it as it laid on the bookshelf.

Kaede finished up taping the rear entrance Camera “Uhh… Shuichi?”

“Ah, right, just got caught up…” Shuichi chuckled uncomfortable. “I don’t think I can put it up here, it’d either get found or fall down,” Shuichi walked down the stepladder.

“That kinda sucks,” Kaede said. “Oh well, it’ll work anywhere as long as it faces the hidden door,”

“Yeah,” Shuichi moved the stepladder out of the way of the way of the bookshelf, he then quickly taped the camera to the bookshelf.

“Okay great, that’s done!” Kaede smiled. “Now, let’s go to the lookout classroom, I wanna talk to you,”

“O-Oh okay,” Shuichi let the Pianist lead her to the Lookout Classroom.

It was a pretty standard classroom, the exact same as the other classrooms with the only difference being the vent leading to the Library.

“Sit down,” Kaede smiled as she set up two chairs at either end of a desk, Kaede sat on one side while Shuichi sat on the other.

“Uh… Kaede, why are you doing this?” Shuichi pulled his hat downwards a touch.

“I wanna know why you seem… afraid of revealing the truth,” Kaede said, her voice quiet and her tone gentle.

Shuichi sighed. “Remember when I said I only really solved one case?”

“Yeah?”

“I-I’ve always regretted solving it too,” Shuichi pulled his hat down further as he mumbled. “The victim had been abusing the killer’s family for years, h-he had led them all to suicide. So the killer decided to kill him. As he was being arrested he looked at me with this look of… hatred, I’ve never been able to get that look out of my head…”

Kaede nodded.

“That’s why… ever since then I’ve been ashamed of my talent, of revealing the truth…”

Kaede cleared her throat. “It’s not your fault, Shuichi,”

“H-Huh?”

“I said it’s not your fault, he was going to get arrested anyway, so you shouldn’t blame yourself for revealing the truth about him,” Kaede said, raising her voice just a touch to get the point across.

“I-I guess… I just, I just can’t bring myself to reveal the truth ever since then, I don’t want more people to hate me for it, I don’t want to hurt anymore people by revealing the truth-”

“Don’t worry about that, Shuichi,” Kaede interjected. “Sorry for interrupting, but you shouldn’t let your fear control you,”

“Wh-What do you mean?”

Kaede sighed. “I wish I could just play a song to get the point across, or cheer you up, this is the next best thing, I guess,”

Kaede laid her hand on the table, on top of Shuichi’s.

“You can feel it right? I’m shaking just as much as you are,” Kaede chuckled. “I’m just as scared to reveal the Mastermind too, but I’m not gonna let that stop me from revealing the truth; from protecting my friends from this Killing Game,”

Shuichi paused as Kaede removed her hand from the Detective’s.

“Do you get what I’m trying to say?”

“Y-Yeah… thanks Kaede,” Shuichi smiled as he lifted his hat a little.

“Don’t mention in, you’re my friend!” Kaede smiled as the two got up from their seats. “Oh, and hey! Once we get out of here I wanna see you with your hat off,”

“My… hat off?”

“Yeah! I think you’d look nice without it,” Kaede giggled, Shuichi blushed and muttered out a thank you.

Kaede checked her Monopad, 6:00 PM.

“It’s getting a bit late, I think we should split up for now,” Kaede said. “See you tomorrow, Shuichi!”

“Bye Kaede!”

---

Kaede went back to her room to collect her thoughts, doing a mini celebration in her head. She’d helped Shuichi even if just a little.

Kaede realised how tired she felt in that moment, apparently setting up that plan was a lot more intense than she had thought it’d be.

She plonked herself onto bed, intending only to take a small nap before near instantly drifting off into sleep.

Tomorrow was another day day day day day day day day day day day day day day day-

3 VVV VV3 33 VV3 33V VV, YOU READY TO GO IN?

…

…

WHAT’S WITH THE SILENCE? THESE ARE OUR FRIENDS.

IT DOESN’T MAKE ME ANY LESS SCARED? WHAT IF WE SCREW THIS UP?

I FEEL YOU, I’M SCARED TOO. I’M NOT LETTING IT STOP ME FROM

[putonmyfavoriteshow]

I just watched 3x46 and I have thoughts 💭

Ok so the whole Diecesca reveal was a lot better than I thought it would be??? Like I feel like Violetta’s reaction made perfect sense and fit the build-up.

I was pretty much on Fran’s side from the start especially since Vilu had been preoccupied every time she tried to tell her.

But Vilu did have a point that at the end of the day Fran CHOSE to lie meaning...she didn’t trust her. And that must be so painful when for a long time Fran was someone who knew her heart (like she's just dealing with Leon thinking the worst of her, so finding out Fran may also...OOF). Also, I'm glad that - as expected - she didn’t even care that she was with Diego lmao.

This episode also had other highlights:

- Group Ven Y Canta sing-a-long with Angie!!!

- Cami refusing to let Vilu get mad at her and also cheering Fran up. Cami really being the glue in their friendship was so sweet. She really said: CODIGO AMISTAD BITCHESSSS

- That A Mi Lado montage 😭

- Encender Nuestra Luz with Cami/Fran/Naty! Love hearing more Cami and Naty - they never showcase their vocals enough on the show so it was another treat

- A bespectacled Victor from Bia cameo!…welp this is before he was Victor in Bia lol.... but excited to see this Fran plot — are they actually gonna explain what happened end of last season? Wasn’t she offered a deal in Europe? Or did she turn it down and I forgot?

- teacher drama! Gregorio self sabotaging and Beto calling him out and then Angie comforting Beto AWWW. But I miss Pablo with their gang :/

- Andres the Love Doctor is such a good subplot. He’s so right and all the friends are so pissed. Very comical. Diecesca cornering him might have been my fave XD

- I love dark haired Jade a lot just wanted to say

- Priscilla shaking in her boots bc of Jade? Ludmi mocking her for it? Yes love to see it

- I’m already over this Felipe dude but hope Fede can send him back where he belongs

- Also maybe it was last episode but Naty in a tie!!! She’s so cutttte

- LEONCESCA BROTP MOMENT I love how she confides in him and them both trying to distract themselves from Violetta related feelings with smoothies jsksksks we love the Vilu Lovers Club

- Diecesca finally able to be public even tho they were terrible at being secret the whole time: good for them!! - Gery about to be found out FINALLY ugh hate this plot but Leon's dumbfounded face and cute sweater look WE STAN Now I wait for Vilu to finally read Fran’s letter and realize Fran's side of things. So looking forward to that.

[goldfish-in-a-bowl]

{the godfather🤵}

seb: max so you want ice cream for dessert?

max: yeah so are we going to have it?

seb: of course max it's your time to choose what we are going to eat for dessert. Now what flavor?

max: well I was thin..

seb: wait

max: what

seb: i hear someone crying.

max: how do you know that?

seb: max i just know i will be back my child needs me.

meanwhile in mick's room

lando: mick please stop crying.

Daniel: here give him Angie.

lando gives Angie to mick, but mick does not stop crying.

Carlos: he needs to stop crying or seb will come here.

Charles: i think it's too late for that!

scary music starts to play

seb: why is mick crying.!

Carlos: don't know he was already crying when we got here.

seb: are you sure and that you guys did not make him cry?!

Daniel: we are sure.

seb: Charles leclerc what do you know

Charles: what i do..don't know anything.!

seb: are you sure

Charles: pos..positive.

seb: Lando tell me now.

lando: ummm...

seb: LANDO.

lando: YEs

seb: what happened.

lando: well we were coming back from the store and a some kid said to me that I was baby for buying milk and mick stand up for me and the kid told him so many mean things. Then I grabbed micks hand just left the store and when we got home he ran to his room and when I got to his room he was crying then everyone came in the room to see why he was crying.

seb: WHAT!

lando: yeah.

Carlos: why didn't you tell me lando?!?

lando: i was going to tell you but you were busy.

Seb: Lando do you know the kid's name.

a dark aura was surrounding him

lando: yeah he goes to school with us he's in Max's classroom.

seb: ok. Mick come here.

mick runs into sebs arms.

seb: it's okay honey don't worry everything he said is not true, let's go to my room so you can sleep there okay honey.

mick: just nods.

seb: Charles can you get Angie, sir Croaks-a-lot, and buttercup?

Charles: yeah.

after seb puts mick to sleep, seb makes an important phone call.

seb: you all are gather here because someone hurt someone from my family and we need to show this kid that no ones hurts any of my children.

he says while walking around the room

person 1: you want us to teach him a lesson.

seb: yes make sure he knows not to mess with any of my kids nor with me capiche.

person 2: okay, but first we need the name, photo, and address.

seb: here

seb hands the papers to the person.

person 3: don't worry boss we will teach him a lesson.

person 4: I will make sure he remembers it for the rest of his life.

seb: thank you.

everyone: no problem boss.

meanwhile upstairs in sebs room

mick: seb where are you?

mick: seb?

mick gets up from the bed and was about to open the door but the door opens and mick sees seb with a tray of food.

seb: mick you should be in bed.

mick: sorry I was just looking for you.

seb: it's ok mick , just let me put this on the table, there. How are you feeling?

mick: much better.

seb: that's wonderful honey.

micks belly started to rumble. seb let's out a ittle chuckle.

seb: looks like I was just in time. come have a seat and eat.

mick: what did you make.

seb: you will see.

mick: it's my favorite food!

seb: yes it is, I thought this will make you feel better.

mick: thanks seb you are the best person in the whole world.

seb: awww mick you are to kind.

mick: you really are.

seb: thanks mick but you better start to eat before your food goes cold.

mick: okay.

meanwhile something was happening to the kid.

person 4: this is for mick & lando if you mess with any of them we won't be so generous.

person 1: the boss give you his sympathy.

person 3: come guys let's get out of here.

person 2 gets out his phone and calls the boss.

person 2: everything is done boss he will not bother your children anymore.

seb: thank you very much.

person 4: anything for the godfather.

should I make a part 2

[stevenbasic]

By Tuesday afternoon, I was beside myself. Seeing patients again, but distraught. The office was a hot mess - so many new girls, crowding the hallways and desks, mostly being trained by people who also didn’t know what they were doing. My schedule was a hot mess - they’d overbooked me, with all the patients I was supposed to see the day before but had been rescheduled. And my mind was a hot mess - surrounded by not only all these new women (I’d kept my head down, sneaking into my office between patients when I could, and hadn’t really introduced myself to anyone yet) but also by the din of construction and random dudes walking down the hallways from time to time...

For some reason the presence of guys - mostly strapping young men in hard hats and t-shirts - upset me more than the bustle of bimbos giggling and pointing at me as I snuck from patient to patient. Maybe I was imagining it, but they seemed to look at me funny, askance, with a condemnatory eye. In particular I’d seen that one with the shaved head and tattoos, the tall one who’d disappeared with Melissa from the parking lot this morning. He was the one hanging around the most, glaring at me snidely. It was jealousy, I knew, that was tightening my chest whenever I saw him - an unreasonable reaction, not an emotion I should be feeling; Melissa was not mine to covet. But when, right around lunchtime, I saw the door to Melissa’s office open and him get pulled inside? Well, my blood began to roil. She’d made no effort to see me all day, and now this??

What were they doing in there?? Would she be having him take more pictures of her for Instagram? Would she be changing into new outfits for her followers, bikinis and lingerie? Would he be bending her over her desk and-

I knew I was being crazy, jealous, stupid. I had no reason to suspect any of this. But still I couldn’t stand it. So, finally, I broke. Right around 3pm.

“Can you tell Melissa I need to see her in my office?” I told Aubrey. She was standing behind the front desk with Brittni and Bobbi and three new people, training. It was pretty crowded back there.

“Of course, Doctor,” said the slight, pretty girl with the dark, pixie haircut. Aubrey had always been one of my best, most loyal employees. Quiet, serious when she needed to be. Less flighty for sure than most of the women that worked for me now. Take, for example, Brittni and Bobbi and now I guess these three new ones that I recognized from their jiggly applications; they were all looking at me and quietly giggling. Aubrey - since our front desk manager had left - was trying to get everyone trained. Piles of paperwork were everywhere.

“Okay I’ll head there right away,” I said, turning on my heel and knocking over a mound of charts from the counter.

“Don’t worry Doctor I’ll get that…” Aubrey offered, as I quickly moved away. Snickers followed in my wake.

Finding the hallway that led to my office mostly quiet, I turned a corner and -

“Oh, therrrre you are!” Melissa beamed, stopping me in my tracks. I felt my eyes go wide and my heart leap into my throat. I hadn’t really seen her since Friday and I was struck again by just how tall she was. Heels, yes, but my head came just up to her upper chest, if that. She made me feel smaller, in spades, than even the biggest of the construction workers.

She took a step towards me.

“Hey, uh….m-m-my office?” I stammered, trying to direct her but unable to keep my eyes from a quick trip up and down her unbelievable figure. The red heels, the sleek, bell-cuffed black pants, the tight, high-necked top. The hair, the eyes, and those knockers.

“Why don’t we talk here?” she returned, stepping in again closer to me.

I took a backpedal in retreat, turned my back to the wall. My eyes went wide again as she planted her right hand on the wall behind me, just above my head, between me and where I’d been heading. The door to my office was just steps away to my left, but now it might have been a mile. “o-okay, sure…” I yielded.

“So happy you finally want to say hi,” she said, with her left hand now coming up at my other side, placing itself just aside my head on the right. Now I was trapped, penned in, faced with a wall of woman. “I’ve missed youuuu…”

I swallowed dryly, suddenly assaulted with a barrage of feelings and a heady cloud of her captivating perfume. “Oh? Uh, y-yeah, haha, sorry,” I started, beginning to explain my absence, “I’ve been out of it. It’s, uh...all the construction, the noise. Kept me up last night, I’m exhausted…”

“Oh you poor thing…” she cooed, her smile turning crooked, weight shifting on her feet. Her right leg had bent, knee pushing in aggressively towards my groin. “I’m sorrrry…”

I couldn’t help but feel like I’d been captured, and she was possesively trifling with me - here, out in the open, in the hallway where anyone could see. But, from my position, I also couldn’t help but notice how her bra was just visible through her too-tight top, and that her breasts looked enormous today.

“uhhhhh….” I tried, struggling to remember what I’d wanted to talk to her about in the first place. Oh yeah.  “...and now they’re all milling around here. I saw, uh...one guy go into your office, earlier?”

“AJ? Oh...yeah, Angie’s ex,” Melissa explained, eyes narrowing, “She’s one of the new girls, a friend of mine, just broke up with him. He’s pretty upset. I invited him in for lunch...”

“Oh, uh, lunch?”

“Yes,” Melissa answered, a funny tone in her voice, “He bought a salad for me.”

Of course she’d like someone like him. He’s tall, strong, pretty good looking. He’s closer to her age...

Melissa looked down at me, regarded me, watched me thinking. “What’s wrong?” she finally asked.

“I...I don’t like him,” I too quickly answered, glancing down at the safety of my feet, speaking before thinking, “He...he looks at me funny.”

“Ohhhhhh….is that it?” She sounded amused.

I couldn’t tell her that, no, that wasn’t it, really. The sideways glances from these dudes I could handle. What I was struggling with, what I couldn’t tell her, was that he made me so fucking jealous. No way I could admit that, not to her. It would be weak, sniveling, petty and unprofessional. Plus I was married, still, and needed to hide my feelings for my new Office Manager deep deep deep. I could not let Melissa know how jealous I was.

But, when I looked up into her face, and she leaned down in to bring her face closer to mine, I could tell she saw right through me...

“Do they scare you? The big scary construction workers?” she giggled, teasing me, “Do they make you feel...unsafe? They are all so much bigger than you...” Overhead, one of the fluorescent lights flickered.

“Melissa, c’mon,” I pleaded, sounding much more pathetic than I wanted. I could tell she knew how I really felt, that it was my unreasonable jealousy that was making me upset. That fact? She loved it. But that I was denying it? For that, she wanted to torture me a bit.

“Awww did you hear that ladies?” Melissa called out, to the tall forms that had just started to appear in the hallway behind her, the voices I had begun to hear, “Dr. J here doesn’t like having all the big, noisy men in the building…”

Suddenly, two other girls appeared aside Melissa, one on each side. My eyes shot from one, redhead and statuesque in a blue top, to the other, chocolate-skinned and bosomy, dressed in green. Both were tall, taller than me, I couldn’t help but realize.

“I agree, I don’t like it either,” said the girl to Melissa’s left.

“Me neither,” said the other, “We should get rid of them…”

“Then it’d be just us…” the dark skinned girl replied.

“Dr. J,” Melissa said, in introduction, “this is Bianca…”

“Hi,” said the girl in blue, inching closer.

“...and this is Shanette.”

“Hi,” said the one in green, stepping in as well.

If I had been faced by a wall of woman before, it had now been fortified. Everywhere I looked, it was boob.

One of the overhead lights flickered again.

“We don’t like tall men, do we girls?” Melissa asked.

“Big guys? Yuckie,” followed Shanette.

“Yeah, gross,” said Bianca, her voice a natural purr, “We like our men short…”

“Helpless…”  cued Shanette, biting her plump lower lip as she looked down at me.

“...weak…” smiled Bianca.

“...needy,” Shanette finished.

By now, the three girls had me all but plastered to the wall. Melissa did nothing but smile down at me, apparently enjoying every moment of my well-deserved distress as these new girls soaked me in. Finally, though, she spoke. “See? No reason to be jealous, Doctor J-“

“I wasn’t jeal-“

“...it’s like I’ve been telling you,” she continued, speaking right over me, “It’s the thing. Girls want their men vulni these days, and you…”

“You are- rrrrrrrrrrr….” Bianca...growled?

“...you’re perfect,” Shanette giggled.

“And, no reason to be scared, sweetie,” Melissa assured me, though the current situation - I felt like I was about to be squashed into a girl sandwich - gave me more than enough to be frightened about, “You don’t have to worry about the big, mean men.”

“We’ll keep you safe,” Bianca promised, her eyes gleaming with portent, “don’t you give it another thought.”

“We’re all here to take care of you,” Shanette cooed, her expression growing softer by the moment, “it’s all we want…”

Unsure of what to say, I looked from one girl, to the other, and then back to Melissa. She merely smiled, closed her eyes to take a deep breath, and then opened them again as she spoke. “You see, sweetie? You see what kind of girls I hired for you?” she said, and leaned in to whisper down into my ear, “I did such a good job…”

Her melony breasts squashed into my neck, her voice in my ear.

“...won’t you just accept that?”

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[another-fanfic-haven]

Foreshadowing

(words: 666)

That's it. The bike's sold. Your father moved to Europe leaving you in this hellhole...

Your last week of this... specific detention. You got into your beat-up, old as the Earth itself Toyota.

- Turrn onnn you piece of junk! - you screamed, aggressively turning the ignition key. After five minutes and two mental breakdowns - vroom! The engine roared. You threw your phone on your knees, blasted some music, and drove off.

It's a rough ride, indeed. Your car kept turning off seemingly randomly, and you almost got rear-ended because of this.

Finally, you walked to your "studio" Solazar gave you access to, pissed, tired, sick of this Toyota. On your way, you passed through Tabi and Agoti discussing something. Probably about the new album.

- Hey! You're late y know? - Agoti stopped you. - Shut up, mate. - you said holding back your emotions. - Awww. - he said pulling you to him, placing his head on yours, squeezing you tightly to his chest. - Baby's mad? What happened? You need time off? - he laughed. - Let. Me. GOOO! - you shouted trying to wiggle your way out. - Oooh! Someone's angy! - I am! Will you K I N D L Y let me go!? - you shouted, trying to free your arms from his grasp. He waited until you leaned forward too much and let you free. Of course, you face-planted the floor. Your fall met with the boys' giggle.

- Come on. - Tabi helped you get up. - Thanks... - you muttered tapping off the dust from your clothes. - Now, if you excuse me, I will go and finish the cover. - you hissed. Agoti got out of your way. You slammed the door. - Damn. What's with them today? - asked Agoti. - I dunno. But they'll tell later. Let 'em cool down. - he shrugged.

Ah, a lunch break. Finally. You turned away your phone, so it won't distract you, but you also cannot check the time. You were too absorbed in your process, you forgot about the rest of your body screaming for a time out. You were almost in a trance...

From which you were brutally pulled out by a loud banging on your door. You almost fell over trying to get up. You feel every part of your body aching...

- Yeaaah? - you opened the door. Agoti and Tabi were standing on the other side, with trays in their hands. - We uhhh... -started Agoti, looking away. - We were afraid something happened to you when you didn't show up in the cafe. - finished Tabi with a concerned tone. - Sorry... I lost my sense of time. - you scratched your head and let the boys in.

Your trio sat on the beanbags you have in your studio.

- I dunno what you like, so I got you some espresso and tomato sandwiches. - mumbled Agoti. - That's... Kind of you. Is that a prank? - you noticed him puffing his cheeks. - It's not! Who do you think I am!? - he screamed in defense. - It's not a prank. I was there when he ordered you this. - Tabi assured you. You smelled the first sandwich. The scent was... standard, so you took a bite. - You see! It's normal. - Agoti screamed again. - I'm sorry... I had a rough morning. - you added finishing the sandwich. - My shit-Toyota wouldn't start and then was turning off randomly. And I almost got in an accident, but that's not important.

Tabi became pale like a moon, Agoti looked at you wide-eyed.

- YOU ALMOST WAT?! - Agoti leaned towards you. - This car turned off, someone almost rear-ended me. It wasn't on a highway, though. - you shrugged drinking the coffee. - You seriously should get rid of this car. It will get you seriously injured or killed one day. - said Tabi looking into your eyes.

Foreshadowing...

[art-i-know-yes]

Well, coping mechanism. My reaction to episode 62 of DnDaddiessss!! I have fun doing these!

SPOILERS FOR EP 62

Mnnnnhh not particularly alarmed by the episode name

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THE FIFUFBDJIDBDJD IT'S THE MAGIC SCHOOL BUS "ON RON'S ARC, NO WAY" IM CRYING ALREADY FVCK

Ok so that ruined me already.

"Pretty in check or internalized"

Oh my gAaaahhdd Darryl this is why you don't repress

Nailed it

ELDRITCH SUGAR CRASH I FVKIN WISH

"Doesn't mean that I love you" sheesh ok Willy

Ohhhhh no safety net :(

Wow Ron's will and testament

"I'm a gentleman"

"It's not about you having a dUmptruck azz"

The return button

WOOOOOOOOOWWWW

"This isn't smooth Anthony"

"You gonna ghost me"

Erin is goals

beeeeeaaaaaacchhhh

Cute little baby creature

Banana Boat. BB.

Do we hAve to get fishing stuff

"Someone roll" "you mean mE"

They really said give us an encounter and then "I cast fireball at my highest level"

Genies?!?!

Why do they have to start playing dnd NOOOWWWW

Aaaaaannnnddd he's small

Henry almost saying he's not from here but quickly changing it to i haven't been here for a long time

FOUR DAYS

Baby sized Henry. How tall is Henry?

HUUUUH babybear

PAEDANNNNNN THAAAAAT'SSSS RUUUDDEEE

"You can't be best friends with your kid, that's what Glenn learned" jesUz i chocked

Wow look at them genuinely having fun being alive

"Half pint sized self"

Oooo an army consisting of: The Omega Daddies, the dragon Radiolab, 10 beefy bounty hunters, David (can't spell his last name), and 10 bluuueeecoaatssss so far

Hell yeah trees

Ohhhhh we have to make them break concentration

Pfftt what allies

Wow 1-10 hours chance to do something, every 5 hours the OD army can improve from 1-12 ways, aaaannddd everything is depending on good choices

Awww Grant happy that he's alive

Baby boi Grant is really debating

Smol Henry voice uwu

JESUS F V CKING CHRIST GLENN

"Read the room...read the beach!"

"A d4 is that all?"

Nobody has said anything about smol Henry

She's been training for this moment

Grant is the epitome of gay panic rn

I love Sparrow

"Ooo..sh-t"

Sparrow is just slightly worried

TJ teaching Ron how to play love it

5'10 HENRY 2'11 HENRY

Laaaaaaarkkk CPS ahhhhhh

Glenn being the most reactive and it doesn't even affect him

"There's a good chance we're not gonna get outta here so GOOD luck with one" AAHHHHH DARRYL YOU CANT SAAAAY THAT

Grant freaking out

Asking Glenn immediately for help

Reverse arcs

"Still a kid we're not giving him money" "Even if we do win my son is probably not gonna forgive me"

"This is for fun" YOU DECIDED TO ADD BETS DARRYL

"You want your kid to forgive you?!" "I wanna earn it!"

We love instigating

Awwww good brothers

The Hotties carrying it but also Grant had the best roll of the kids

JESUS HOW DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING

MAAATTT GAAAAHHHH

Scottish mother for Ron

"We draw the line at child soldiers" "Paedan you don't count"

Rip Grant died from gay panic

I will never express how much I love Sparrow and I love Lark too but mmmhhhh

"Your grandfather is kinda a jerk" that has been established. He kept their unconscious bodies in a secret room.

Is Henry venting to his kids

Peace maker Sparrow right now love it but I am also enjoying deadpan violent Lark

"And Sparrow likewise" his kid is so gonna try and get violent

Do not ask this man if he's ok Terry, the answer is gonna be no

Awwww Terry Jr. and Ron relationship always mwah

"I knew that from the very first moment I saw you"

Terry Jr. giving an awkward laugh

The thing Ron said about his personality is really coming back to me

gasp AFFECTION TERRY GIVE AFFECTION I LOVE IT AHH CUTE THE CARE HE DOES

"Trust me you don't want me to lose my sh-t" He's gonna unleash the Doodler

Ooooo Oooo OOOOOO Laaaaarrk

Glenn's in everyone's convos

I mean this is a conversation

Ooooof oof oooff oof oof don't be cruel

"I'm gonna kill him" "He's twelve"

Beth is angy

Wow it's really bad Henry doesn't want his kombucha

"Hey Darryl as the two good dads" BDJDKDVEJSO YOU LOST UR KID AND HIS KID IS COMPLETELY TRAUMATIZED INTO A DIFFERENT PERSON

Ya know what I wanna see Glenn have a complete breakdown

Y-y-you don't you don't know what to talk about mmm hmm k

Ahahhaha Glenn book

The GROUP scream from hearing about a string of x's

Rip Erin's mushrooms

Gleeeennnn 50/50 on going back

PFFFT

beach episode

This episode just had like a biiit more emotional baggage than I was expecting

[shydragonrider]

Part of the Family - part one (Eventual Karl Heisenberg x Reader)

A fanfiction I have decided to right about the reader being adopted into the Dimitrescu family.

Warnings: Surgery, non-con body modification, transformation abilities, fly-swarm transformation, mentions of being abandoned (In past).

A/N: I don’t really see the other lords as Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela’s family. More just like acquaintances of their mother. (And a lot of people ship Bela and Donna, so... same thing I guess.)

You woke up in an unfamiliar room, the half-formed memories swirling through your mind.

Someone... something, rather, had cut your chest open. You remembered voices, pain, and being afraid. But one voice had been promising her it would be okay.

“Y/N.” A female voice cooed. You looked up and met the golden-yellow eyes of the tallest woman you had ever seen. She smiled warmly. “Hello, darling.”

Immediately, a feeling of security washed over you, the fear fading away.

“Mother.” A new voice asked from the doorway. “Can we meet her yet?”

“Of course, Daniela, go get Bela and Cassandra.”

“Yes mother.”

The woman turned back to you, and smiled again.

“The girls have been so excited to have a new sister.”

New sister? I’ve never had a family before.

“You look nervous, dear.” The woman noted. “But you are quite safe here, my daughter.”

Daughter. No one has ever called me that before. You noted.

You were about to ask what had happened, when a swarm of flies swept into the room, halting a few feet away, and morphing into a woman.

“Awww, she’s so little.” The woman giggled, as two other women appeared.

“Y/N, these are your sisters, Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela.”

You looked back and forth between the new members of your family, before asking; “Can I turn into flies too?”

The red-head laughed. “I like her already!”

“Why don’t you try, darling?” Your mother asked, smiling warmly.

So you closed your eyes, an odd sensation washing over you as your body twisted into another form. Multiple forms, actually.

“She can!” Cassandra exclaimed gleefully. “Oh, she’s like us!”

“Well done, Y/N.” Her mother’s voice was full of praise.

“Cool.” She said, delighted to find your voice still working even in this new form. You focused on turning back to your human form, and managed it without trouble.

Your sisters clapped as you materialized beside them.

You were smaller than them, but you still felt right at home.

“Come my darlings, we must introduce Y/N to the others. I shall call Mother Miranda, and have her come.” She sighed. “I suppose that means Heisenberg and Moreau will be joining us. Donna I don’t mind so much.”

You glanced at Daniela, who mouthed ‘I’ll explain in a minute.’

Looking in the mirror, you noticed that your eyes were now yellow, and you had a rose tattoo on your forehead.

Just like your sisters..

You giggled, delighted by this newfound belonging.

Your sisters took turns explaining who you would be meeting.

“Mother Miranda is serious, so it’s best we all behave when she arrives. Donna is quiet, but Angie might insult you. It’s what she does.” Bela explained.

“Moreau is really a pushover, so he’ll probably just compliment you.” Cassandra added.

“But Heisenberg... Well, he doesn’t like any of us, so prepare to be insulted. But... he’s sure to show up late, and so you can scare him if you like. He won’t be expecting you.” Daniela giggled.

“How do I scare him?” You asked.

“Just drop down behind him, take your human form, and yell.” Cassandra suggested. “I’ve always wanted to see how he’d react.”

“Daughters, Mother Miranda is here.”

You transformed along with your siblings, and followed them down the stairs, into the great hall.

You took your human form next to Bela, facing your mother and the woman beside her.

“So this is the newest member of House Dimitrescu, is she, Alcina?” The new woman asked.

“Yes, mother Miranda. This is Y/N.”

You dipped your head respectfully.

“Hello, Mother Miranda.” You said quietly, glancing up to notice a smile from the woman.

“A pleasure, child.” She said, before turning back to your mother.

“I have business to attend, Alcina, so I will leave you to introduce Y/N to the others.”

“Yes, Mother Miranda.”

Even as Miranda was leaving, two more figures appeared at the doorway.

“Donna Beneviento, and Salvatore Moreau.” Alcina said, nose wrinkling in disdain at the sight of Moreau, who had a chill running along your spine. “My youngest daughter, Y/N.”

You remembered him from the surgery. The Cadou implant, as Bela had called it.

You growled slightly, glaring a bit in Moreau’s direction. The creature wrung his hands nervously, stuttering out a greeting.

“She’s small.” A high pitched voice said, and you turned to see the living doll that Bela had told you about.

“Still taller than you.” You retorted, and the doll giggled.

“Oooooh, she’s got some fire too!”

“Hello, Y/N.” The hooded woman said softly.

“Miss Beneviento.” You replied, smiling.

After the two lords had left, you found that you were indeed waiting for this... Heisenberg character.

You amused yourself by wrestling around with Cassandra and Daniela, switching between forms when it suited you.

It didn’t take long for Bela to relent, and join in, while your mother watched with eyes full of affection.

“Oooh, he’s coming. I can hear the cursing!” Cassandra said, perking up.

You immediately turned into your flyswarm, and flew to the ceiling, while your sisters giggled, and stood beside your mother.

“Right.” The male voice grumbled, and you watched curiously as a man wielding an absurdly large hammer entered the main hall. “What’s so important?”

“Heisenberg, late as always.” Your mother said, voice dripping with scorn.

“I’m a busy man.” He scoffed, surveying your sisters. “This is a first, all of the spawn are behaving.”

You dropped down behind him as silently as you could, transforming silently.

“RRRAAAAAAGGHHHH!” You shouted, watching in amusement as the man jumped, raising his hammer in alarm.

All three of your sisters broke into giggles, and your mother smiled.

“Heisenberg, meet my youngest daughter, Y/N.”

“Crazy little bitch.” He hissed. Your mother looked furious, but you giggled.

“That’s rich, coming from a man who seems to have never heard of a shower before.” You told him, wrinkling your nose.

Daniela howled with laughter.

“So this is the newest member of the vampires.” Heisenberg scoffed. “And this is what you dragged me up here to see?”

“Well, I’m equally unimpressed with you.” You replied.

“Careful, bug-swarm.” He hissed.

“Or what, hobo?” You demanded, as all three of your siblings giggled.

Heisenberg muttered something under his breath, and turned to your mother.

“Is that everything, Alcina?” He huffed.

“Indeed, man-thing.” She replied, gesturing towards the door.

“Come along, children.”

You turned into your flyswarm, but paused at the bottom of the stairs, giggling, and giving a sarcastic little wave to Heisenberg, before you followed your mother and siblings upstairs.

[assassinshadowgirl]

Prisoner

After playing the castle demo, I have the sudden urge to write this short fic.

Set in the AU where Mia dies in the Baker incident, leaving Ethan under the BSAA protection. Now kidnapped and brought to the Village against his will, Ethan began to fear for his life.

Alcina Dimitrescu, Salvatore Moreau, Donna Beneviento and her puppet awaits patiently for Karl Heisenberg to enter their gathering room.

He grumbles softly as he sat down with his trusty giant hammer resting on his shoulder. He then adjusted his sunglasses before looking at the other three House Lords.

My dear little brother," Alcina began. "How long do you intend to play with him in your games?"

Karl lowered his sunglasses and smirked. "Till I'm satisfied."

"Your so childish. You promised me that you will hand that man-thing over to me in a week. You better keep your word."

"Well I might want to change my mind." Karl joked. Alcina glared at him.

Salvatore, Donna and Angie remained quiet. Yet they can sensed the serious intensity growing in the room. If these two gets into a fight, they are so screwed...

"If that's the case, I will just take him from you today whether you like it or not." Alcina replied.

"Oohh scary." Karl brushed it off casually.

Alcina took a puff from her grand, expensive cigarette holder. "So where is Ethan Winters now?"

Karl pointed to the door at the back.

Alcina got up and headed towards it. Angie hopped onto Donna's arms, gesturing her to follow. Salvatore's the next and Karl followed last...

She opened the door and there was Ethan sleeping on a soft floor mattress soundly with a Lycan guarding nearby.

Alcina turned back to Karl. "You drugged him? "

"Yeah. He was putting quite a fight when I brought him here."

Alcina entered and bent down to examine the sleeping young man. She could sniff the unique blood coursing though his veins. Oh how she wish she can taste it. To have it fresh before it goes to stale.

She glanced over her shoulder to Karl. "I will take him to my castle now. I would love to introduce him to my daughters. They are so dying to meet him."

Karl seems unwillingly to hand over his prisoner. "You still haven't given up the idea of screwing him around in private did you?" He asked.

"And you still given up your ideas of toying with him in your senseless games even after he gave you the slip twice?" Alcina shot back. "I heard that you and your Lycans took quite awhile to recapture him."

Karl snarled while Alcina just smirked in triumph.

"Fine." Karl waved his hand. "You can have him. But I want him back when the time comes!"

"I will make sure of that." And with that, she scooped the unconscious Ethan up in her arms in bridal style and walked off with him.

"Alcina!" Angie called out. The tall vampire lady looked back. "Do you think you can bring him to our House next? We never have any visitors so I wish you can consider our humble request."

Alcina smiled. "I will think about it."

Salvatore started to make some balderdash sounds as he hopped and clapped in excitement.

Karl rolled up his eyes. "Can someone translate what he's saying?"

Hearing that sarcasm remark, Salvatore made a disappointed sound next.

Alcina shook her head before leaving and making her way back to her domain with her captive. The moment she stepped through the front double doors, she was greeted by her three daughters.

"Mother's back!" Bela bowed in respect.

"Ohhh she brought someone with her!" Cassandra said.

"Is it that man-thing she was telling us about?" Daniela rushed over to see.

Alcina beamed down at her children. "Now, now, settle down girls. Don't get overexcited."

"Can we devour him now?" Cassandra licked her lips greedily. "I can smell his blood!"

"What?" Daniela stopped her sister. "We haven't even play with him yet! Let's torture him before killing!"

"Girls! Ssh!" Alcina silenced them. "Mother's sorry to disappoint you all but Mother Miranda ordered that he's not to be harmed. He's needed for the ceremony."

"Awww...."

"However there's no saying about tasting his blood."

Cassandra and Daniela cheered. Bela just remained quiet.

"Now let's take him to my room shall we?" Alcina continued forth with her three daughters tagging along.

----

Alcina took a sip of her 'tea' while Bela, Cassandra and Daniela watched their prisoner sleeps on the polished wooden floor.

Soon Ethan made a soft moan sound, stirred a little then slowly opening his eyes.

The three daughters upon seeing him awake from his slumber, grinned with their blood stained lips and teeth.

That horrid sight caused Ethan to jolt and crawled away from them in fear till his back bumped on the wall behind. He began to examine his surroundings in panic.

"W---Where am I?" He asked.

"In my castle." Alcina replied as she puts her cup down.

"H--how?"

"Let's just say Heisenberg wants to take a break from babysitting you." Alcina got up and sauntered towards the frightened young man.

"They said your unique because of your infection." She placed her hands on her waist. "Let's see how special you are." She raised her hands.

"Yes Mother." Cassandra and Daniela seized Ethan by his arms and pulled him up to his feet. He struggled hard against their iron grips as they dragged him towards their towering mother.

"No! No! Let go of me!!"

Cassandra hold him tight while Daniela took out a dagger and slit his left hand. Ethan let out a yell of pain. Alcina then grabbed his hand and began to drink his blood. She took a few sips before releasing him.

"Hmm...such strong taste. Delicious indeed."

Cassandra passed a clean handkerchief to her mother to clean her lips. "I want some too!" She said.

"Let me have it first!" Daniela pouted.

"Now, now. Why can't you both behave like well mannered ladies like your elder sister, Bela? You all can have it later. But first, our guest needs to be stored. Night is coming soon."

Ethan clasped his bleeding hand, the slit wound is healing. Alcina was amazed by his quick regeneration. No wonder he was wanted alive by Mother Miranda.

Ethan slowly backed away from Alcina and her daughters, trembling in fright.

Alcina towering over him as she grinned down. She gestured at him to come towards her. "Don't be afraid. Why not you come over here?"

Ethan clearly knew she was toying with him. At the corner of his eyes, he saw the double doors of her room was wide opened and made a bolt for it. However Alcina was quick also had a long reach, seized Ethan's arm, yanking him back forcefully.

"You're not going anywhere." The daughters laughed hysterically as their mother dragged the struggling young man to another place.

Ethan tried desperately to wrench his arm free as they climbed up the stairs to the upper level until they reached a heavy looking wooden cellar door.

Alcina entered at the same time pulling Ethan inside the cell. She positioned him in front of her even as he scuffles stubbornly to break free of her hold. Bela grabbed a leg iron to shackle one of Ethan's ankle.

With her doing so, Alcina finally let go of him.

"Now stay here and behave." She told Ethan.

Cassandra threw a thin blanket onto the floor. "Keep yourself warm with this. It gets cold in the night." She glees.

Alcina, Bela, Cassandra and Daniela let out a loud chuckle as they left the cell. The cellar door slammed shut and bolted tightly. Ethan could hear his captors's footsteps fading away in a distance. He tried to reach the wooden door but the short chain attached to his ankle restraint prevented him from doing so.

He grabbed the chain and gave a tug, hoping it will come loose yet in vain. It wasn't long before the cellar he's locked in starts to get dark.

The darkness slowly engulfed his cell makes the surrounding more terrifying. Without any lights furthermore in a place where those vampire ladies resided, makes Ethan petrified even more.

Seeing no escape, Ethan took the blanket and sat at a corner. He pushed his knees up to his chest, wrapped the blanket around himself to keep warm. He then placed his forearms on his knees and lay his head down on them.

Ethan pondered why is these happening to him; First the Baker incident, loss of Mia and his sudden kidnapping when the BSAA was escorting him to safety after his safe house got invaded and bought to this isolated place filled with monsters against his will.

Ethan prayed hard that Chris along with his squad come and rescue him. However it's been a week and they never came. Did BSAA abandon him or just waiting for a good opportunity to strike? Ethan hoped for the latter.

"Please... Please... Please come and get me out of here... I don't want to be alone... " Ethan unable to hold back, cries softly.

[anonil88]

The L Word Gen Q Ep. 3 liveblog

Angie is hardheaded as fuck.

Tina is European and Native American....say whattttttttt.

I would have a conversation with my kid if they did something like this behind my back and then they are getting like some privileges taken away.

Who the hell shits their pants that much?

I think Finley should see a doctor and a therapist.

I'm glad Nat is getting the chance to have an open relationship but Alice can't say she thats great over and over if she thinks it isn't okay.

Wowwww Alice wowwwwwwwwww, she did not pull a "You're dirty don't touch me thing." I get asking once just to know but the 2nd is so nasty. (I had hope too)

Ooo booty squeeze, they are cute together.

I wonder how long has passed?

Gigi is so fucking hot omg.

What does Micah do again?

Tess and Shane are sweet.

Girl you ran that entire way? With no books?

Oh god two teenagers doing dumb shit.

At least Jordi is like "so you told your mom right ?"

They are all speaking farsi my God.

Stop omg my heart ugh, I love persian dialects. (The cupcake is them talking.)

Her dad said, it is time you "get the fuck over it get a new one."

People rooting for Alice here pisses me off because Alice is not speaking and communicating.

An inclusive workplace? But, the brush off to get to the fact that he is trans quota is ugh.

Dani's dads office is gorgeous.

Awww he misses her momma.

He has come such a long way.....ugh is he sick. Ughhhhhhhh come on!

This is literally the conversations I have with people I date. I don't actually talk to that many artist, not by choice really.

Bette said....well that was corny as hell. But, God don't we wish all art dealers had emotional responses to beautiful art and we, the artist, could see them.

This conversation is very realistic because I think he is kind of saying a whole lot that makes sense and matters but also kind of sounds like too much especially in a room with a disabled woman of color.

If Alice is monogamous then she just needs to say that and either work through her jealousy and stay with Nat or break up.

Oh god Alice don't fuck your editor please I beg you.

Here we go, also Angie is being a little brat but I do get Gigi trying to help her but I think Bette needs to cool off first. And this is why you don't try to talk to Bette when she is upset. Also she really needs to have this conversation with her child's other mother.

I do think Bette is feeling a tad threatened but also she had Kit and she can't deprive her daughter of that type of bond.

Chemical transition? Is that what we are calling medical transition?

Ngl having a trans therapist would be dope.

Gigi's office is fire, um also again she is so fucking hot. I'm glad Sepideh has become a series regular, same for Adrienne.

I can only imagine how painful this is for everyone.

They probably fucked on that table so many times.

Finley you are an asshole, what on the white savior bullshit ?

This shit is weird, I'm confused too.

Meeting her sister yay, this is gonna be awkward but I hope it ends up really nice.

Bette is fucking going through it man.

Yes its gonna be someone and if you are not okay with it then you need to let her live a happy life.

Yayyy shes riding on the pony!!!

Tess is so pretty. Ugh while I get upset that this show is so so so femme representative and nothing else. I still am over here sweating.

Is Gigi cutting up her food? Or are they sharing food?

Yayyy more Farsi! Also the way she told that man off, good to know a lot of men are really all the same in multiple cultures.

And I oop 👀👀👀👀

Whats wrong Tess?

Omg noooo nothing them being at the same restaurant nooo.

Jealousy is a normal thing for monogamous and nonmonogamous people alike but it is something to be communicated.

Um what is going on? Is she having a panic attack?

Can Tom shut the fuck up? Then he has the nerve to ask about the book. Can I just say the way they have handled polyamory writing wise in last season and this one is so messy and fucked up and I hate everything about it. Its very very anti polyamory and quite negative.

Tess noooooooo. I get men are shit but noooooo.

Alice literally runs from everything and doesn't have any conversations and it absolutely infuriates me. Sis aren't you like 40+ to 50 and you still can't sit down and have a conversation?

I'm glad Dani has a friend now who understands her culture, like this is so cute with her name being Golnar. But I don't like the direction this could go with the possibility of Gigi cheating on Bette. Especially when it seems Bette has grown up a bit.

I hope Dani's dad is okay.

Based on previews imma be annoyed next episode.

[elvencantation]

yin yang master liveblog

feat. @thursdayplaid​

what

blue

omg the magic is so pretty

also why is it always Chinese dramas will have someone, if they need blood, bite their finger?

also the gold spirit is very cute i like

i love a young countenance but an older soul

i also want them to take off their hats 😂

wait he ain’t dead he’s just sitting there?

or he’s dying i guess

Thursday

This movie is pretty throughout, aesthetic on point 

Sharp teeth?

We simp gold spirit

Too true, amazing combo XD 

He's dying

Please don't let me disturb your liveblogging. It brings be much joy

blue

oh hot demon boy!

love that he’s fighting with a fan

Thursday

Who will win? Uptight fighting bro vs gentle fan uncle

blue

gentle fan uncle is an amazing title

Thursday

@^_^@

blue

i love how he’s just like ‘bet u wouldnt stab a precious instrument’

Thursday

XD I love how playful he is during the whole fight too

blue

it’s adorable

dude rly loves his transportation talismans

WAIT I THOUGHT DEMON BOY HAD TATTOOS NOT CUTS

Thursday

He does. If it ain't broke, don't fix it I guess. And it's a good way to redirect violence without doing harm

Demon boy has had a Rough Time

blue

i wanna give him a hug

i don’t think he’d appreciate that but still 😂

Thursday

He's just sad and misses his girl friend

blue

why his reincarnated shufu look evil tho

Thursday

Who can say~~~

I love how Boya was just repeatedly defeated by Qingming and is like: you won't fight me because you're scared.

blue

what’s a himbo but not nice 😂

hey! they put my boys hat on crooked. rude.

Thursday

Give that boy a straight hat.

He's just such an Angy Boy

blue

he rly is 😂

ah i love the lady master she’s so pretty

Thursday

She's amazing and I love her.

blue

awww boya defended him

Thursday

He's so angry, but this fan man flirts with him

blue

ofc they all spying on each other 😂

Thursday

Saved by your opponent's gay discovery

blue

omg yes

Thursday

Spying required

blue

aw he looks nice with his hair down!

drink tea with him angy boy!

Thursday

He just wants you to chill out before you deviate. Sit and look at his amazing long hair. It'll be good for you

blue

HAHAHA

honey bug!!!! i love her!!!!!!!

Thursday

Also the ability for the fan man's actor to go from calm to worried to angry to calm again

Honey bug is good and important and I love her

blue

thank u for the recommendation yes

i love them

Thursday

The intrinsic eroticism of a man who's having his racist beliefs totally shaken by a hot guy who's hotter and smarter than him while holding a sword to his throat and looking like he wants to cry while saying cool lines.

They are such a great pair

blue

angy boy is angy like how dare fan man make him have feelings

Thursday

How very dare he make a good point about morals and ethics!

Also with that hair drinking tea in the morning

Angy boy with clenched teeth: I'm Not Yearning. I'm Just Like This When I See A Fan.

Angy boy with clenched fists: Complex Feelings? Disgusting.

blue

HAHAH OMG HES JUST HANGING OUT WITH A BUNCH OF LADIES LIKE HELLO YES ANGY BOY COME HAVE TEA WITH US ITS NOT WHAT U THINK

OMG THIS TIME ITS BOYS

ITS LIKE UR TRYING TO GIVE ANGY BOY AN ANEURISM

Thursday

Clenched fist intensifies

blue

I CANNOT

maybe he just wants to hang out with cute people

i get that

Thursday

He's just a friendly guy

blue

if i could summon pretty spirit friends to hang with me i so would

ok so maybe he’s not evil. but i’m still suspicious

NOW ANGY BOY IS HAIR DOWN WITHOUT HAT OMG YES

Thursday

I do get the vibe off him he's not the sort of guy who would put his spirit friends in sexual situations. But also I get the vibe he's a very lonely guy at his core and he enjoys the feeling of physical and emotional closeness.

blue

mood ™

Thursday

Let's be honest, the hat is a bit cute, but that hair though. Respect for the makeup department

blue

HAHAHAH

Thursday

Angy boy, you're just walking to being teased now. At this point its a hand written invitation with gold leaf.

blue

oh i love this moment with the water

it’s so intense

JUST DO IT ANGY BOY

U KNOW U CARE ABOUT HIM

“you’re too obedient” 😂

Thursday

The priest is in the range of gentle or teasing and hovers there. Seeing an actual intense situation is great

blue

ikr????

ah that is exactly what i love

that situation

Thursday

Me too! It's great when characters hover in a range and then swing over sharply

I really makes both extremes more dynamic

blue

HAVE SOME WINE WITH HIM DO IT

U KNOW U WANNA

Thursday

Go For It Angy Boy! He'll be gentle!

blue

😏

Thursday

XD I mean he will continue to ruffle his feathers, but for fun, not for mean

Also, I really love the depiction of a fox demon that isn't sexed up.

Qingming is a trickster, a tease, a bit of a flirt, and enjoys the pleasures of life, but he isn't the stereotypical half naked sexpot fox demon that seem to pop up everywhere

blue

OH NO HE HAD TO KILL HIS SHUFU???

Thursday

The only person he had in the world but he didn't want him to suffer and be corrupted

blue

also I hate that my two associations with someone being turned into ash is firstly the avengers and secondly that stupid fucking scene in the last harry potter movie

god this movie is so beautiful and lovely

Thursday

That set is outstandingly gorgeous

Everything is so beautiful. I want to live in this world!

Sometimes I just see a kind and lonely character trying to live their best life and just vibe with them. Also the wigs on this movie 😭 So beautiful!

blue

DONT HURT MY GIRL

Thursday

Run girl! Move!

She's so smart and brave!

blue

oh the DRAMA

Thursday

The Drama is right, I love this movie!

blue

HE WILL SAVE U BOYA

Thursday

HE'S COMING FOR YOU FRIEND

blue

omg the drama of his hand slackening

Thursday

That slackening hand though...

blue

why it didn’t work until then tho???

Thursday

For the drama mostly XD

blue

HUGGGG

is she giving birth to the serpent? 🤢

Thursday

She is giving birth to the serpent

blue

hey it’s better to be possessed by the literal incarnation of evil in snake form than be dead am I right?

Thursday

I mean is we're making a choice...

blue

OMG IS IT FINALLY SPIRIT TIME?

thursday

It is ~spirit time~!

blue

HOT DEMON BOY IS BACK UPGRADED

SO PROUD

Thursday

He is back and he is Fancy!

They're looking good they're doing poses

blue

omg the painters face painting is so pretty

Thursday

I love the painter ;-; so noble

blue

the music when he summons spirits just makes me think of like pro wrestling intro music for some reason 😂

Thursday 

And now from the WWE, some hot chinese spirits

blue

oh no ice boy!

Thursday

Poor ice boy, he's just getting beat up

blue

don’t u dare touch my other demon boy

Thursday

He just signed up for this adventure and now a snake is beating him up

blue

OMG HE NOW HAS SOMEONE HE WOULD PROTECT WITH HIS LIFE DOESNT HE

Thursday

He Do!

blue

WAIT WHAT NO BOYA

Thursday

Boya is just having a rough time right now, he's a good good boy

blue

and now the painter???

Thursday

I almost cried about the painter and he was only there for like five minutes

blue

PLS DONT HURT MY DEMON BOY

Thursday

Demon Boy goes yeet

blue

oh my god the drama of the dripping blood i can’t

Thursday

This movie has so much drama It did

blue

not my demon boy 😭

FINALLY IT WORKED

wait shit spirit boya is super hot

THE BLACK WINGS?!????

the tattoos??? the hair?!?!!! the messy goth skirt??!

Thursday

Spirit Boya is Choice, I'm looking respectfully 👀

Goth spirit aesthetic is on point

blue

where the other guardians tho?

yes this is a very touching little last reunion but where my boya at

omg yes give him a glowing sword

the avenging angel look is 💯 on him

Thursday

The sword on fire look is Really Working For Him

blue

tell me boya’s spirit form has no influence on his actual body. no he said he trusted qingming to protect his body it’s ok

OMG YES I KNEW THE PROTECTION SPELL MOMENT WOULD BE BACK

Thursday

It's back and it's shiny!

blue

ok but u still have a hole in ur torso my dude

oh ok apparently that’s not a thing anymore but i can’t be mad cause boya’s outfit 😍

Thursday

I guess he used his cultivation or his demon powers or something IDK, It would have been nice to have two extra minutes of Boya being worried about him

Boya wears some excellent clothes

blue

love a good romantic flute moment 😭🥰

Thursday

I have to say Boya's like let me play you this song about promising to fall in love in the next life for fun and me time

blue

omg i thought he was gonna kiss the arrow

Thursday

I mean emotionally did he not kiss the arrow?

blue

omg i cant

Thursday

I know right? How many censors did they have to pay off

blue

WAIT IS MY GIRL OK????

Thursday

I Chose To Believe She's fine and is now living happily on a farm or something

yeah i do love being worried for each other

but i guess they didnt have enouhg time and they already had that moment at the beginning of the movie 😂

Thursday

Two people? Respecting, worrying, and caring about each other? 👍 There's never enough caring for each other!

blue 

exactly

Thursday

Also, this is one of the best examples of be careful how you word your spells that I've ever seen.

The old master was like care and protect her forever and his spirit guardian was just like: 👍👌💯

blue

heheh

yeahhh

AND U MADE ME EMOTIONAL AGAIN

[imagines-r-s]

What about going suit shopping with Kelce?

taglist: @mdlyncline

yessss, i loved writing this omgggg

Waking up around 6 am, you took about 45 minutes to get ready before heading to your boyfriend, Kelce’s house. The two of you had plans to go to the mainland for the day to get ready for Midsummers, but that meant you had to leave his house by 7:30 at the latest to make the ferry at 8 am. 

Even though you had set an alarm for him at 6:30, you knew him well enough to know that he would fall back asleep, and you’d still have to wake him up.

Pulling up to his house at 6:50, you quietly walked in after using the spare key to get inside. You headed to the kitchen after hearing the cabinet closing, only to see his mom, “Good morning, sugar. He’s still asleep, I’m pretty sure.”

“Figured. How are you, Crystal?” you asked, before giving her a quick hug. “I’m pretty good, baby, thanks for asking.”

You quickly excused yourself before making your way to your boyfriend’s room. You opened the door as quietly as possible, seeing Kelce still laying in his bed, shirtless with the blanket still covering him. You rolled your eyes but still walked over to his bed to wake him up. Climbing onto his bed, you laid yourself over him, “Kelce Michael Smith, you need to get up,” you said, in a sing-song voice. 

After getting no response, other than a grumble from him, you started jumping on his bed, causing him to groan, “y/n, what the fuck. It’s way too early for this shit.”

“No, actually. We have like 30 minutes before we leave, so you better hurry up, pretty boy.” 

He simply groaned again before finally getting out of bed, not missing the opportunity to flip you off. “Don’t make me tell Miss Crystal on your dumbass,” you said quirking a brow. “Remind me again how you became so close with my parents?” Kelce said, walking towards his bathroom to brush his teeth. “Well, if I recall correctly someone was very adamant about me meeting his parents, and now he’s complaining. What a world we live in.”

He simply rolled his eyes before picking out his clothes for the day, smiling to himself when he looked over to see you spinning in his desk chair, “baby, I don’t know how you have this chair and stay focused, like, I’d be doing this 24/7.” He simply chuckled to himself, “only you would find that type of amusement in a spinning chair.”

After taking the necessary time to get ready, and of course, saying goodbye to Crystal, you were on your way to the ferries. Once you got on the ferry, you simply rested your head on Kelce’s shoulder, slipping off into a light sleep before hearing him say you were at the Mainland.

Your first stop was a small cafe where the two of you had breakfast. After, the two of you were on your way towards a suit store so that you could get Kelce his suit for Midsummers. You had already gotten your dress, which was a stunning off white, a-line dress, with pink roses flowing towards the bottom of the dress. You were secretly hoping that you would be able to convince Kelce to get a pink suit just so that way the two of you could match more than if he only wore a black suit. 

“Is there anything that I can help you with today?” the store clerk asked. “Uh, not particularly, we’re just keeping an eye out for anything that catches our eye today, but thank you so much.” She simply nodded, “well, if you need help, let me know, my name is Angie.” You smiled before walking towards the suits.

“So your dress is, what? Off white with pink, right?” you nodded as you looked at all the suit jackets. The pink jacket that they had there would match your dress perfectly, it was just convincing your boyfriend to get it. “So, as much as I might regret asking this, what color do you think I should get?” 

“I was thinking maybe a pink or off white, but that’s just me. But you look so good in pink, so I think it would be a-” Before you had even finished your sentence, Kelce had walked over to the suit jackets, grabbing his size in off-white, black, and pink. Your grin widened when you realized what he was doing. 

“C’mon Sunshine, I have to go try these on,” he grabbed your hand before gently pulling you with him near the fitting rooms. 

The off-white looked good, but you knew that Topper would most likely be wearing the same jacket, as it was his signature color. The black looked sleek on him, but it also looked pretty basic. But when he tried on the pink, he realized what you had meant. Stepping out of the fitting room, he went directly over to the mirror. 

“Mr. Smith, this is an amazing fit for you. In my opinion, since I saw you eyeing the off-white jacket, maybe try the off white pants with this jacket,” Angie said as she was folding some shirts near where you were. “Ooh, you want to try it?” you asked, hoping that he would agree. 

“Yeah, actually,” he told Angie his size, waiting until she got back to put the whole outfit together. When he stepped out yet again, you smiled looking at your boy all dressed up. “Awww, baby, you look so pretty,” you quickly grabbed the bowtie he had already picked out to tie it on his neck. “I had to make sure I match with my girl, me and you already know we’re the hottest couple there, we just have to look the part now.”

You blushed at his words, “you call a guy pretty once, and then all of sudden he gets all cocky on you.” 

“Oh, baby, you know I’m right. I’m not being cocky, I’m being honest.”

[scxrs-will-fade]

Angie tirelessly worked. For hours. Days. Was it months now? She wasn’t certain. What did it matter? She needed to repent. She had to create something that would blow Atua away, and rid her of that awful voice in her head. She needed it gone.

But... no matter how much blood she splattered on the canvas, it was never enough. She had scrapped so many pieces already, and pints of blood were being wasted by the dozen. She was running out. Running out of material. Out of time. Out of.. sanity. Her hair was frazzled and pointing in different directions, bags under her eyes from the lack of sleep, utterly disheveled. She didn’t even notice the doorway to her art room opening behind her, or anyone approaching.

"Annie?" Leigh tilted their head at the artist, a small tray of food in their hands. It wasn't anything fancy, just something small; Leigh noticed she wasn't taking care of herself. Their eyes traced the room, worry even more apparent seeing how many paintings she discarded... normally her works were stunning. What was wrong with these ones? "I brought you something to eat." They offered, hesitantly stepping closer to the artist. They didn't want to do something to upset her more than she already was.

“Hm!” Angie startled at first, looking up to Leigh who stood with the tray of food for her. How sweet. Her face softened at first, grateful. “Nyahaha!! You’re always so helpful, Leelee!” So helpful. She laughed, the exhaustion apparent in her voice despite trying to seem peppy. Blood coated her outfit, her hair, her face, everywhere. She wasn’t very organized, even with her talent in art. She reeked of iron as she bounced over to her friend. “Do you want to watch Angie paint? She would love company!”

Seeing Angie so peppy, it brought a smile to Leigh's face. The thought crossed their mind that maybe, just maybe, she might be feeling better. "Of course I do!" They happily agreed, setting the food down on a table before skipping back to Angie's side, happily spectating her as she worked. "You sound tired.. have you been sleeping well?" They asked, pouting in concern. "Not sleeping weakens your immune system, you know. I don't want you getting sick."

“Awww, Angie is fine, Leelee! Angie will sleep when Atua is satisfied with her work!” She reaches up and pinches their cheek playfully, laughing as she guides them over to where her supplies sat. Angie practically shoved Leigh into the seat, only to turn around and search for paint. Bucket after bucket, Angie found no supplies. No paint. No blood. “No.. no... no... no...” Angie started repeating the word over and over, flipping a few buckets over and searching desperately. “It’s gone. How is it all gone? How???” She asked, reaching up and grabbing ahold of her pigtails in frustration. Where would she get more? Where??? Where? Where, where, where, where, where-!?

She paused, blinking, her hands going numb and falling down to her sides. A small smile crept onto her face. Along with the familiar dark shadow. “.... Do you really want to help Angie, Leigh..?” She asked, unusually slow and sans her usual pet names.

Leigh got confused with the sudden change from frantic to.. creepily calm. Their eyebrows furrowed in not only confusion, but also concern for her. "You know I always want to help." Leigh replied, fidgeting in the seat they were put in. "But- what's wrong? Did something happen?" They asked, squinting in a vain attempt to find the problem.

“Oh nothing is wrong, Leigh! Angie is just in need of your assistance!” Angie leans a touch closer, her face only mere inches away from her friend at this point. “You know that Atua knows best, right? And Angie is the only one who speaks to him, yes? Therefore.. Angie knows best. Isn’t that right?” From the satchel wrapped around her waist, she smoothly pulls out a sharp but blunt object and her mallet.

With Angie's face so close, they were able to see her general expression. Nothing detailed, but enough to know something was wrong. Leigh couldn't help but tense under her gaze, nervously nodding in agreement. "Of course but... why are you bringing that up?"

“You know how hard Angie works on her paintings, don’t you, Leelee?” One of her hands reaches up and sets it on their cheek affectionately. “Her inspiration is running low, as is her paint supply! So... Atua requires her donation.” She holds up the sharp pick she grabbed from her satchel, twirling it in her fingers so Leigh could see exactly what she had.

Leigh's eyes widened, quickly scooting back as far as they could in the chair to get away from the pick despite the want to believe the affectionate touch she provided. "Angie.. you never asked us for blood before." They said nervously, glancing back and forth between the pick and Angie. "I could always find someone to donate! I could make the blood extraction extra painful for the sinners!" They pleaded, smiling nervously, a fearful chuckle escaping them as well.

Angie looked disappointed when Leigh pulled away from her touch, only for a moment however. A glare quickly fixated on her face, one full of disappointment and mania. “Oh, come now, Leigh! Desperate times call for desperate measures! This is what Atua wants, don’tcha know? You wouldn’t say no to Atua, would you? Come on, Angie will make sure it doesn’t hurt-! Nyahaha!” She laughed, wholeheartedly, but her eyes swirled with madness as she awaited their response.

Leigh's eyes darted around Angie's face, an attempt to not stare into her maddened eyes. Flattening their lips, they knew they couldn't let this go on any longer. She'll hurt herself if this keeps going like this. Taking a deep breath, they looked into the eyes of the one they adored and told her "No." Slightly shoving Angie off, they rose from the chair in an attempt to distance the two of them slightly. Leigh wasn't one to deny an order... but this time it was for the best. "Annie, you're not stable right now... It's the sleep deprivation isn't it? You need to get rest."

“..... No?” Angie repeated in a confused and innocent tone, her dark aura dropping for a moment looking befuddled. She blinked once. Twice. Three times. Is this the fourth? She couldn’t tell. But what she could tell, was that her gut twisted and roared up like an angry wildfire. “Oh... I see how it is.” The darkness was back with a vengeance, worse than before. Her blood red eyes seemed to stare directly into Leigh’s and look much deeper than ever before. “You’re questioning your faith, Leelee? Why? Has someone else gotten inside your head? Don’t you know Atua is the only one you need! Atua and Angie! We’re all you need. Why would you deny Angie her passion, Leigh? Why??? Angie needs to paint! Angie needs to feel the rush of creativity once more!” She started to laugh again, tense and unusual. She stood up, before advancing quickly towards Leigh, her sharp tool and mallet still in hand. “Don’t be so selfish.”

Leigh practically flinched at her words, backing away from her until their back hit the wall behind them. "I'd never question you or Atua!" They were quick to defend themselves, their voice wavering with nervousness. "Just- you normally kill those you get your paint from.. I'd think you'd want to get it from someone who deserves to have their life taken and not me since I've done everything for you, you know?" Leigh attempted to reason with Angie, despite knowing she was too far gone to reason with at the moment. Still, they had to try, right? Angie would never kill them! Not after all they've done together!

“... Hmm....” Angie paused, twirling the sharp tool between her fingers and pretending to ponder. She already knew her answer. She already knew what was to come. But, Atua demanded a show and who is she to question? “Atua says... you need an attitude readjustment.”

SHRNK!

The sharp tool was lunged forward and embedded in the wall inches away from Leigh’s face. Angie was literally on top of them now, right in their face, her hands caging them from both sides. Her hand clutches around the base of her sharp tool that was jammed into the wall, her hands shaking. Her eyes were so small and manic looking, swirling with insanity. “You are not above the rules, dearie. Angie doesn’t play favorites, she never has. If Atua demands a painting, then Angie paints. If Atua wishes for Angie to dance, she will leap with grace. If Atua demand I kill you...” She raised her hand, cupping Leigh’s face with such affection that her next sentence was even more jarring. “She wouldn’t hesitate. Atua’s will comes before Angie’s feelings. You understand, don’t you?”

Leigh could feel their heart break in their chest. Did all that time they spent together mean nothing? Everything they did for her? That they would be killed without hesitation? They didn't even notice that tears had started pouring out of their eyes until it was already a waterfall streaming down their face. "No.. no I don't understand." They muttered silently, just barely loud enough to be heard. "I thought I was important to you, that i was something to you... but I suppose not." They looked down at their shoes, no longer wanting to look her in the eye. If they meant that little to her, then why bother?

The creepy smile that spread across Angie’s face faltered. She blinked in surprise at the reaction. She thought Leigh knew. They must have known how serious she was about this. Did they really not believe she would go this far? Did they.... think she was better than she truly was? That thought made her recoil and lean away from Leigh, giving them room to breathe once again. She had that faith in her father once. That he was a good man. That he would never hurt her. Never out her in harms way. And.... she could remember the tears that flowed down her own face when her belief in him was broken. Honestly, it was like looking in a mirror. “I....” Angie began, seemingly lost. “I- I... didn’t... Angie only... Leigh, come on..” Her hand reached out again, eyes soft. “Don’t... look at me like that...”

They only sniffled in response, pushing her hand away. "It's fine." They snapped, wiping away the tears on their cheeks. It was futile, however, as they were simply replaced with more. "I get it, we didn't mean anything to you." They attempted once again to clean their face with their sleeves, and failed once more. "I wish I could've said I felt the same." With that, Leigh shoved Angie away as hard as they could, grabbed their mask, and ran. Ran like their life depended on it.

[nsm-writes-world]

forever mine

chapter 1: the one where you meet the soldier

everyone has a soulmate, once you turn 18 you stop aging until you find your soulmate. 

you meet a gorgeous man with beautiful blue eyes whose about to go serve on the front lines. and turn your life upside down.

word count: 1,764

authors note: this is my first fan fic so please be kind!! any constructive criticism is welcome. please let me know where you would like to see this story go. REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

“I did say a few years, didn’t I? Howard Stark said, motioning to his hover car which had hovered for about 10 seconds before malfunctioning and crashing back onto the stage.

I rolled my eyes and laughed with the crowd. The Stark Expo, so far, had turned out to be Howard Stark’s “almost working” inventions. I had promised my friend Angie that I would come with her but I didn’t see how she could enjoy it. I think she just liked watching Howard Stark on stage. 

“Hey, where are you going? You’re gonna miss it.” Angie whined as I turned to leave. 

“I’ll be write back. I just need some air.” 

She shrugged and turned her attention back to the playboy on stage. After looking around for a few moments, I decided to head into the nearby recruitment center and wander around because there weren’t too many people in there. I started weaving my way past the cuddling couples huddled around the outskirts of the crowd, when suddenly I collided with someone. I would have fallen to the ground but the man had quick reflexes and quickly wrapped their arms around my waist, catching me.

“Oops. Sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.” The man chuckled. 

“It’s alrig-” I lost the ability to speak as I looked up at the man. My heart skipped a beat and then nearly beat out of my chest. His hair was a gorgeous chocolate brown, his jawline chiseled, his body, I could feel, was strong and muscular. But that wasn’t what took my breath away, it was his eyes. The man’s eyes were a beautiful grey-blue. I’d never seen anything like them. He looked right back into my eyes and I swear there was an audible click. I didn’t know this man at all, yet being in his arms felt so right. I wondered if he felt it, too.

If he did, he didn’t show it. His lips curved into a smile. “You alright, doll?” He asked, his arms still tight around my waist. 

“Um, yeah. Thanks for catching me.” I put my hands on his chest and stepped away.

“You’re welcome. I’m sorry I ran into you in the first place. I was looking for my friend.”

“It’s quite alright. Soldier.” I added noticing the uniform he wore. He smiled, obviously quite proud.

“Sorry again. Have a good day.”

“You too. I hope you find your friend.” He flashed me a charming smile before turning and walking away. I decided that was quite enough air for me and began making my way back to Angie. Suddenly, there was a hand on my shoulder. I turned and saw that it was the blue-eyed soldier.

“Hey, what’s your name?” He asked.

“It’s y/n.” “James.”

“Well, it was wonderful meeting you, James.”

“Yeah, I wouldn’t mind bumping into you again.” I couldn’t help but laugh at his horrible joke. 

“Y/N!” I could hear Angie calling for me.

“Sorry, I’ve got to go. That’s my friend calling me.” I smiled at him apologetically and started to turn to find Angie.

“I don’t suppose you write letters?” James asked abruptly.

“Um, I don’t usually, but I can.” I turned back to him slowly, confused by his question.

“Would you mind being my pen-pal, doll? I’m leaving tomorrow morning for the war but I’d love to get to know you.” He flashed me a smile so charming that I’m sure he was used to girls positively melting when they saw it. It took all my self-control not to. 

I studied James for a moment. It didn’t make sense that a handsome soldier like him would ask a girl he just met to write him for probably a year or more. Unless, he felt the click too. Was it possible that his heart was racing just as fast as mine? He seemed like the type of man I usually steered clear of. The heart breaker type. 

“Why would you want me to? A handsome soldier like you probably has fifty other girls just dying to write you letters.”

“There’s something special about you.” I was about to retort with something sarcastic when suddenly his face lit up like it was Christmas morning. “You think I’m handsome?”

“What? I never said that!” I cursed myself. My best friend Peggy always said that I should learn to think before I speak. I have a bad habit of blurting out whatever is in my head rather than thinking it through first. 

“Sure, you did. You said ‘a handsome soldier like you.’” He leaned down and whispered into my ear, “If it makes you feel any better, I think you’re a beaut, doll.”

“Y/N! I finally found you! Oh, and who’s this?” She asked, noticing James. “I’m Angie.” She said giving him a flirtatious smile. 

“Sorry, I’ve got to go.” He said with a warm smile. “My friend ran off and I’ve yet to find him. I was distracted by y/n.” He explained to Angie. He then leaned down to give me a kiss on the cheek and give me a piece of paper. “I’ll be waiting for your letters.” His breath tickled my ear as he whispered it, too low for Angie to hear. Then he stood straight again. “Bye, y/n.” He winked before turning to start to walk away.

“Goodbye.” I watched him walk away. The second he was out of earshot Angie turned and started questioning me.

“So, who was that?” “His name is James.”

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend! Although, I can see why you wanted to keep him to yourself.”

“What?” I choked. “No! Jeez, Ang.”

“Okay, then how long have you been friends with him?”

“About five minutes longer than you.” She looked at me, confused. “I just met him, Ang.” Then I told her how we accidentally bumped into each other and everything that happened after. “And then he gave me this piece of paper with all the information I need to write to him on it.” I concluded. 

“So, you’re telling me you just met that handsome fella, talked to him for barely five minutes, and he wants you to write to him while he’s away fighting for us in the war?” She asked incredulously. 

“You know I would happily go fight the war if they allowed women to fight.” 

“I know, I know. You and Peg both.” She rolled her eyes. “I say we leave the fighting to the men. Did he tell you why he wanted you to write to him?” She asked, continuing her questioning.

“I don’t know. He just said there was ‘something special’ about me and he would love to get to know me.”

“Awww, that’s so sweet. You’re lucky, y/n. Do you think he’s your soulmate?”

“I don’t know, Angie. I just met him. I know absolutely nothing about him! But…” I trailed off. 

“But?” “When we looked at each other it was like we clicked…Just forget it. It’s stupid.”

“If you say so. Come on then, let’s go back to the Expo! I don’t want to miss anymore! Angie disappeared into the crowd. I sighed and smiled at her retreating back. I knew Angie had only dropped the subject for the time being. As soon as she could she would be questioning me again. Realizing I had lost her I quickly searched the thick crowd for a sign of her reddish-brown hair. I found her quickly after, already enchanted once again by the charms of Howard Stark.

I tried really hard to pay attention to Stark and his not working inventions but my mind kept wandering back to James. Just thinking of him made my heart flutter. 

“Y/N?” The sound of Angie’s voice brought me back to reality. “It’s getting kinda late. Can we go now?” I looked around and realized that quite a bit of time had passed. Most of the crowd was gone and the sky was dark.

“Sure, Ang. Let’s go.” We walked home because the Griffith, where Angie lived, was only a few blocks away and I lived only three blocks past her. The whole walk home I kept my eyes peeled for James, sadly not spotting him. When I finally got home, I pulled out the slip of paper he had given me. I couldn’t help but smile as I sat down at the kitchen table and wrote my first letter to him:

Dear James, 

I still don’t understand why you asked me, a girl you don’t know, to write to you but I’m going to give it my best shot. The thing is, we just met, only a few hours ago, so I don’t know what to write about. You said you wanted to get to know me, so I guess I’ll just tell you a little about myself. 

I used to be a nurse. I’m not anymore, I don’t know what I am right now. I became a nurse because I wanted to help people.  I know there are a lot of bad people in the world but I believe everybody has good in them. No matter how bad they are. Even Hitler has to have some good in him. He must love someone or something. It is impossible for a human being to never grow attached. Nobody is just plain old good or bad. It’s never been that simple. I can almost guarantee that the Nazis you are fighting think you are the bad guys and they the good. Everything depends on the perspective. Isn’t that silly?

Another important thing to know about me is this: I want to fight in the war. It’s so silly that only men can fight. Women are just as fierce. I’m going to try as hard as I can to get over seas. Maybe, we’ll see each other again then. 

I don’t know what else to say, except it was completely wonderful meeting you today. I hope you found your friend. And I hope this letter is waiting for you when you get to your base. Write back soon. Stay safe, James.

I’ll be waiting for your letter. 

Your new friend, 

Y/N Y/L/N

I sighed and feeling slightly silly for writing to someone I barely knew, filled out the envelope. I stepped out into the brisk New York air and walked the little ways to the mailbox that was on the corner. Then went home and got ready for bed. That night my dreams were full of a charming dark haired soldier with beautiful blue eyes.

NEXT CHAPTER

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Agent Carter An Au Series

Soooo you know that thing I said about making these chapters shorter... that was a lie lol Its actually the longest by far,3000+ words, but episode 1 is almost done with. It is very angsty, so you have been warned, but there is some fluff thrown in there. Enjoy!!

Peggys' POV:

The next morning I wake the same as yesterday, only a little earlier. I get up and shower, nurse poppet and get ready for work. Colleen is still ill, so shes still asleep. I leave her a note to make sure she eats and to drink some water. As I leave the building I see Daniel. Hes already down stairs, most likely heading to work.

"Daniel!" He stops in his tracks and turns around.

"Hey! You're up early. I thought you weren't meant to be at the office till 9?"

"Yes, I know, but I have to drop the little one off. I can't exactly take her to work with me." He laughs, and it seems like music to my ears... Stop, Peggy. Not now. "Uhm, wh-what are you doing up so early? Do you have to in the office at 8?" He chuckles.

"Uh, no I was just gonna go get a bite to eat."

"Oh."

"Do you want to join me?" I look at Stephanie, and then at him.

"How far is it from here?"

"Just up the road, I was headed to the Automat."

"Oh, well thats not far at all. I can always drop Steph off afterwards." He nods his head and smiles. We makes our way there and Angie comes to our table.

"Hey, English! Whos this you got with ya?" I laugh.

"Good Morning, Angie. This is Daniel a ...friend of mine. And this is Stephanie." As to announce her presence she starts cooing and giggling. I hesitate on friends, but I don't know why. We are friends, but I suppose I may want to be more...No. Peggy, stop. Stop. Right now.

"Awww shes so precious!!!" After a few moments of admiring the baby, she takes our orders. Once she leaves Steph begs for Daniel and starts to fuss for him. Which isn't the first time either. Once when Daniel was at work, she went the whole day crying and only settled down once she was held by him. Shes so attached, its absolutely adorable.

"Aww, come here little anjo." I hand her over to him and I can't help myself but to ask.

"What does that mean, Daniel? anjo?" He looks down at the baby, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Sorry I didn't realize I was... It means angel, in Portuguese."

"Oh theres no need to apologize, I was only curious. You say certain words to her or about her and I never understood them." He furrows his brow and I explain. "Well anjo, for starters, and then... linda..?" He laughs and its so contagious.

"Its not what you think. Linda isn't meant as in, thats her name. It means beautiful." I smile brightly at him as Steph starts giggling again and plays with his tie. When our food arrives we eat, but all to soon we finish. "Okay, I better head to the office before they saying anything." I nod my head and embrace him. I reach over and fix his tie. "Oh oops, I forgot she did that."

"Sorry, it was bothering me." We laugh. "I'll see you at work." When I drop off poppet, I head to the office and its busy. Everyone is working on finding Howard, and I'm not entirety sure if I want them to. Selling weapons to enemy states is not something he would do. But its not as if I can talk to him and ask for his side of the story. The whole day is filled with nothing but 'Carter file these reports' or "Carter get the lunch orders ready' or 'hey sweetheart the coffee needs to be refilled'. Ugh, I'm not a bloody secretary, I'm a federal Agent and should be treated as such. Imbeciles. I leave the office and take dinner orders for those staying late, then I return and have sometime to myself. I miss Steph, but I could use some time away from the pig headed men at working and a crying baby.  I read the paper as I sit in my booth. There a picture of Steve, and an article about Howard.

"I met him once at a USO show in Passaic, you could eat him with a spoon." A shiver runs down my spine at that thought. No thank you, Angie, you can keep him.

"Yes, I understand he was quite something." I put down the paper and look at my tea. Quite an arse, more like...

"You alright English?"

"Fine Angie, just work."

"Fellas at the phone company giving you a hard time?" She asks, understand exactly what its like to be put down by her own colleges.

"No more than usual, it just... during the war I had a sense of purpose, responsibility.  But now It feels like I'm connecting the call but I never get the chance to make them. Do you see what I mean?" She looks around and then sits across from me.

"I had an audition today, uptown, Took two trains and  they gave me the hook. I guess I ain't. But we all gotta pay our dues. Even if it takes a while. You've got talent, its only a matter of time before Broadway call."

"I'm afraid I can't carry a tune," I say carrying on our little metaphor.

"Doesn't matter when you got legs like yours." And I laugh. A man starts to complain and be a real wanker, apparently hes a regular customer, and he treats Angie horrible. Ugh, men. Angie leaves and I get up to get a slice of pie. When I return theres a note 'Meet in the Alley in 5 minutes' Odd. I eat my pie and head out the back door. When I do, I'm confronted by a man in a hat, it turns out to be Jarvis; but hes not alone. A car revs its engine and I run, but when I reach a door, its locked. I pull out my gun and shoot the tire; and out pops Howard.

"I know, I should've called. Did ya miss me?" Oh this oaf is going t be the death of me. Jarvis changes the tire, and we ride away to the docks.

Howard explains he had a vault that was broken into, and someone cleaned out all of his deadly inventions. He asks me to spy for him, to catch the person who stole his weapons, and clear his name.

"Howard, you're asking me to become a traitor in order to prove you're not one, you do see the irony?"

"Oh c'mon on, Peg. I know they're not using you right over there." Well hes not wrong. God I hate it when hes right. "You want a mission that matter, this is it. My technology in the hands of the next nut that wants to be the new Red Skull... You have no idea how bad that could be. And right now, you're the only one who can stop that." I look over at him, and already know I'm in over my head, but none the less he is my friend. We get out of the car and walk on the docks. "Some of them have already been sold overseas, thats where I'm going. But the rest are here somewhere, and thats where you come in. Rumor is one of the nasty ones is hitting the black market in the next day or two."

"What is it?"

"Just a piece of paper. My formula for molecular nitromene. This much could level a city block." He takes my hand and balls it in a fist. "And I'm not talking small ones, I'm talking avenues."

"I'm going to regret this aren't I?" He says I will and tells me about Jarvis.

"I owe ya one, pal." We hug and he gets on the boat. "There are only a dozen fences that can handle something this hot, and you just gotta learn which one... and I figured, you'd have no trouble finding a man."

"The trick is finding the right one." He drives away and Jarvis takes me to my daughter. Once I have her, I head home and get some rest.

The Next Day:

Peggy's POV:

I wake up early in the morning, same as yesterday, and do my morning routine. I can't wait until this weekend, Ill keep my promise to Howard, but I won't neglect time with my daughter. Here lately shes been very vocal, and I know its too early, but I fell as if shes trying to say her first word. My only fear is that I may never hear it because I'm working... Balancing motherhood and work is a real pain in the arse. I nurse her her breakfast and lay her down. Since Colleen is home, she has offered to take care of her while I'm at work.

"Try and not work too hard, Peg." I kiss Stephanie's cheek one last time before giving her to Colleen.

"I won't I promise. Now you two get some rest. I'll be back before I'm gone." And with that I leave. When I enter the office, I notice Daniel, and he has a set of photos of Howard, one with him on a boat; oh no. Oh I don't want to do this. I swear if my relationship with Daniel is harmed in anyway because of Howard, I'm going to kill him.

"You know you are expect to go home at night." I say. He looks at me confused and then chuckles.

"I know, but most fugitive cases are solved within the fist 72 hours. And with Stark on the sailing into the sunset, maybe this is where it starts." Hes really invested in this case. I know its only to impress the Chief and make his worth known, but God I wish it wasn't this case. I say what I can to throw Daniel off of Howard's trail. I tell him Howard hates they water, and about the time I knocked him into the Thames because he tried to kiss me on VE Day. Soon I notice Thompson and others rushing to the conference room, they've had a small break on one of Howard's inventions.

"Somethings up."

"Yeah, Thompson's working on his next medal. Got word of a fence trying to sell one of Stark's inventions. Club owner named Spider Ramon."

"Wheres it happening?"

"Need to know only. Kind of gives you a warm feeling, doesn't it." How can I get into that private meeting, and withdraw information without them knowing...? I have an Idea.

"Can I get you a refill?" I quickly grab Daniels mug and rush to get the coffee pot. I try to shake of the electricity running through my hand where we touched. I give him his refill off of a tray.

"Uhmmm.. Thanks?" I give him a small smile and head into the room.

I look over at a file while filling up the cups, when suddenly the chief speaks. I tell him I'm unwell, and that its 'lady's things', Oh its so amusing to see grown men squirm. I take the rest of the day off and go shopping and then head home. I quickly hide the bag with the dress and wig, before Colleen sees. When I enter, I see shes asleep, and so is Steph. Oh my little one. I pick her up and she snuggles against my chest. I kiss the top of her curly brown head and let her rest against me. I read more on Spider Ramon and his club, and after a while, she squirms around, so I let her look at the files. Shes so interested in words, its quite amusing.

Before I know it, night has fallen. I nurse her and lay her back down then I get ready to leave. She didn't eat much, Colleen must have fed her earlier. As I enter the club, its bustling with music, dancers, cocktails, and photographers. Damn. I hide my face as I make my way through. A man come up to me and asks for a dance, but I turn him down. Then I notice a man head up stairs, and a bodyguard below. Thats where I need to go. I persuade the man to let me pass and I put on my Sweet Dream lipstick, just in case. I knock on the door and peek in.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ramon, is this a bad time?" I ask in a perfect American accent.

"We'll only know after its over. Bring the rest of you in here." He says as he sets down a book.

"I hope you don't find me forward."

"Oh I'm not the judgmental type."I enter the room and try to play calm and innocent, admiring small things on the desk after, I close the side doors.

"I know you're in possession of a certain chemical formula." He drops his collective, flirty, act and gets defensive, and tries to send me away. "Its okay, lets make this a game. You seem like you might like games." I sit on the edge of his desk. I tell him I have some fiends who would be interested in buying it, and he goes along with it. I sit on his lap and go along with my story, asking if he has it on him.Instead of answering, he gets flirty and kisses me. Someone opens the door but closes again, apparently not wanting to 'disturb' his boss. Raymond falls back in the chair, knocked out. "Well that was premature."I look around the room and find a safe. When I use my watch to crack it, I see a small glowing orb inside. Oh no... I hurry and call Jarvis.

"Jarvis residence."

"They've weaponized it." I say plainly. I'm sort of in a hurry here, Mr. Jarvis.

"Ms. Carter?"

"Do you know anyone else handling high explosives at this time of night?" I snap.

Basically, if anything touches the core or gives it a small crack, boom. Lovely. I hurry along and place it in my bag.  I have to create a cocktail of sodium hydrogen acetate to deactivate it. If I don't its likely to explode and kill hundreds. Delightful, just delightful. As I get ready to leave, the man comes back and sees his boss passed out.

"What?" He starts to come in and advance at me, but I stop him. I take a stapler form the table and drag him into a closet. Dammit. Thompson and the others are already here. I find the man that had approached me before, and danced to keep the Agents from seeing me. Quickly I leave and head home.

"Peg? Is that you?" Damn I quickly throw off the wig and enter the room.

"Hey. I just changed Steph and she went right back to sleep. Shes does that a lot when you're not around." I smile at her and see how pale she is.

"How are you feeling?"

"A little better, still have a fever though.."

"I'll make you some tea." I walk over to the stove and set the water to boil in the kettle.

"Wow, Peg, you look like a million bucks. Wait... Did you go out, out?"

"In a manner of speaking." I walk closer.

"Wow, I'm really proud of you. I want you to tell me all about it, in the morning." She turns over and goes back to sleep, poor girl. I peek at poppet before changing, grabbing everything I need for the sodium hydrogen acetate, and then head to the bathroom with the bomb. If any harm overcomes to my child, I'll come back from the dead and haunt Howard to the end of his days. I mix up the solution and poor out my perfume, and replace it. As I pull out the core, it hits she shell. Bloody hell. I rush and spray it before it blows. Thankfully its diffused. I put everything under the sink and breath a sigh. I get ready to take a drink of whiskey, that is, until I hear a crash.

"Colleen?" I get up and hurry into the room. "Colleen." I rush over to the bed and pull back the covers, and I stop dead in my tracks. A bullet hole is lodged in the middle of her forehead. No...no no no!! I look around and see Stephanie, and shes starting to cry. Cautious I glance at my surroundings, and I see him, right behind me in the mirror. I quickly turn around and kick him in the groin, but the guns goes off. Thank God it didn't hit the baby, but  it was only by a few feet. Now I'm pissed. I take the gun and hit him right upside the head. Advancing further I grab his arm and upper cut his face. Stephanie is now sobbing her little heart out. For a second I'm distracted, and he takes advantage. He punches me, and I fall back, then pushes me into the wall. He tries to punch me again, but I open the fridge door and he hits it instead. With his forearm on my throat I grab at him, and notice a scar on his throat. Odd...

I elbow him on the side of his head, and take advantage. We twist and turn, and he grabs my arm and holds my head above the stove's flame. Steph is now sobbing, no doubt waking everyone in the building. I gather up my strength and kick him in the chin and force his hand into the flame. He releases an attempted scream while I take an iron skillet and hit him. He falls back and advances with a knife. Luckily I use the skillet and prevent my stomach from being sliced. Poppet continues to scream and he looks at her with a menacing smirk. Oh I don't think so! I hit him again and again and toss him out the window. When I look down, hes gone. Dammit. I rush over to the baby and pick her up to sooth her. "Shhhh... Shhhh... Its alright my love." I bounce her up and down, and then notice Colleen. I starts to cry myself and sit on the bed. This wasn't suppose to happen. I'm so caught up in my own sobbing, and Steph's, that I don't hear the door being knocked on; or it opening.

"Peg!" Daniel rushes over to me and places a hand on my cheek. "Peggy whats wro-" He stops and notices Colleen. "Oh my God..." I look away from her and hold my little girl close to me. This could have been her, and it almost was...At this thought, I only cry harder. He doesn't ask what happened, instead he holds me tight and takes us to his apartment. He takes me to his room and I lie down with Stephanie. I can't believe I almost lost her....I look into Daniels eyes as he stands at the door.  I grab for his hand and he takes it, and hes the last thing I see before I fall asleep.