#c: 24 x 365 x 18

[whensomethingelsecries]

love this insight bc imagine being so obsessed with another woman that you spend 20 years trying to steal her boyfriend just to own her. kyrie the woman you are

[that-daughter-of-nyx]

Yandere Leo Valdez NSFW Alphabet

I noticed there’s a distinct lack of yandere Leo so I’m fixing that

pairing: leo x female!reader (mentions of being the daughter of Nyx and granddaughter of hades, so sorry if you don’t like that I picked the godly parent but I wanted this to tie into my wattapp yandere Leo story)

as with all nsfw content all characters are aged to 18+.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Leo is definitely a clingy yandere, I mean it would make sense everyone he loved died(his mom and festus just to name two) so it’s gonna be a lot of cuddling and kisses and the son of Hephaestus my(more than likely with) leave at least a few love bites so expect lots of little red and purple bites on your neck, chest, shoulders and thighs

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I don’t remember where or when I came across the headcanon that he likes his hands because they have made some amazing things(the Argo2 ect) but I absolutely agree, tho for his love probably your chest or neck(but if you can pick him up most definitely it would be you arms)

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He desperately wants to fill you up just so you have the chance of getting pregnant but he knows it’s probably not a good idea, being at camp 24/7 365 Chiron would figure it out and punish both of you, so he settles for cuming on your thigh or stomach, and watching it run down your body

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

definitely has a praise kink and will cum on the spot if you top him(which isn’t hard((unlike him)) because he despite acting like a top is actually a bottom) and call him your good boy as you slowly and softly fuck him, but he also loves when you make him see your mother’s realm(the Night and Stars) by fucking him as hard as possible

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

None unless you count the smuty stories he reads(if you write his stalker side will come out and find out what you write and if you write smut((even if it’s for a fandom he’s not in and he’s never seen/heard of before or it’s Reader X _____ even if reader is a girl))he’ll read it) but if you don’t count that then he has Zero Experience

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

cowgirl most definitely because he needs to see you and to beautiful fucked out face so much it hurts when you do any other position

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He switches emotions very quickly and easily(because I’m pretty sure most yanderes are bipolar) so he can go from cracking jokes to being dead serious is two seconds flat.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He probably doesn’t care and just lets it grow out a bit(until it gets uncomfortable) but if you don’t like it or you care he will wax/shave it(and maybe you can help😏 just one more excuse for shower sex)

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He’s completely obsessed with you so he will be the most romantic person humanly possible and he will maybe just maybe cry tears of joy the first few(60-ish) times you have sex

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

This boy is horny as fuck and definitely more so when you two where just friends, and he would jack off to the memories of you fussing over if he slept or ate or drank, when everyone else didn’t really care, but now he can just give you a look and your in bed(so long as you don’t have anything to do) and he’s rolling a condom on

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Again he definitely has a praise kink and maybe he’s just a little bit of a masochist

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Bunker9 or cabin21(the Nyx cabin) or if Nico’s at camp Jupiter and you want a little bit of risk cabin13 and if you willing to lock his siblings out cabin9 or if all else fails the forest will do(so long as it’s not night then he has to play the “I’ll have her back my 8pm sir” instead of the “your daughter calls me daddy too”)

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Jealousy or just you in something that hugs your body

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Hurting you(he may be a masochist but he’s still a yandere and will worship your body like it was Aphrodite herself if you let him)

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

he loves giving he just likes the taste of you, and the sounds he draws out and he would be really proud if he could get you to cum with just his fingers or tongue, but he doe sometimes like you going down on him typically when he’s angry or jealous about some guy who was flirting with you

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

both it just depends on where, when and his mood

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He doesn’t love or hate them, he can fucking rearrange your organs in five or fifty it doesn’t matter as long as you understand he absolutely adores you to death

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He Probably gets a adrenaline rush from risky stuff but if you don’t like risk he’ll just go sky diving instead of fucking you with a shit ton of risk

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

It’s canon that he has ADHD to make ADHD look normal and he has a lot of bottled up energy to good luck to your poor legs, but if you’re all fucked out and he’s still horny his finish himself

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Why do you need toys when you have him?

He doesn’t need toys, he will just fuck you will his hands, mouth and penis and will probably make you cum faster than any toy but if you have a vibrator you want to use on him he will let you, because to him you are a goddess, he doesn’t care about Hera or Aphrodite or Athena or even your mother Nyx he only cares about you and so you can use him as your toy or use your toys on him it really doesn’t matter to him so long as you’re happy

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

It could go either way but I say for yandere!Leo he probably would rather be teased by you

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

oh gods he’s like a husky(go on YouTube and watch huskies howling it’s SO loud) when you fuck him it may be best to shove your fingers or even better your underwear in his mouth to make him quieter

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

When you have sex he will have the most lovestruck expression possible or when you’re getting dressed he’ll palm himself through his boxers just because you’re not wearing a top when putting your bra(if you need one) on, and you know he’s a yandere because you where(maybe just a little bit trying to figure out if you liked him) hiding in the shadows when you saw him murder a guy who flirted with you, and so you ended up in the forest at 3pm pining him to a tree and fucking the sense out of him. And when cuddling he will find out what temperature you like to cuddle at(like if you like to cuddle something warm he’ll heat up with the fire powers but not like hot just like sitting around a campfire in summer warm)

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Despite him being so scrawny he’s large like long and thick and just the right size to fit in you and not be painful and he can and will warm his dick up just to hear the noises you’ll make

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Do I even need to say anything, it’s clear he’s all ways horny at least a little bit

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He’ll probably pull an all nighter if he can just to stare at your sleeping face

[nonobadcat]

For @oklolnoty

Down the Rabbit Hole - Five Chapters - 20k words - Yandere Shigaraki Tomura x Rabbit Quirk Female Reader

Chapter Navigation: 1|2|3|4|5 🐇 Ao3 Mirror

Rating: 18+ readers only - Minors DNI

Whole story TW: Noncon, yandere with kidnapping, severe quirk based discrimination, binge drinking, canon typical threats of violence (reader directed), canon typical death (nonreader directed), oral (give/receive), PnV (doggie), breeding, and expensive designer clothing everywhere.

Chapter 3: Choice - 4.1k words

TW: Oral (giving), mentions of quirk discrimination, non-con in entertainment media, and sexual harassment

At exactly 1:56 PM, you turned the corner from the main street onto a wide, concrete alley. Low, overcast ceilings hovered down around tall, glossy buildings. Vermillion hues, a product of human smog more than mother nature, washed the bottom of the clouds. From below the eaves of a grey high rise, a pair of narrow eyes, the same color as the sky, glared at you.

Shigaraki kicked off the hard wall, scratching his neck. “Aren’t you supposed to say something like: ‘Sorry, did I keep you waiting?’”

You hiked your bow-studded messenger back over your shoulder and sauntered to his side. Wrapping your hands around his arm, you smirked at him. “Why? I’m not sorry and I didn’t keep you waiting.”

Tomura stiffened. “What are you doing?!” 

Huh… That reaction? At his age? Guess his mentor sent him to the hostess bar for a good reason.

You clamped down on him and sneered. “It’s 13°C and I’m in yoga pants. Shut up and be grateful for the view.”

Shigaraki’s gaze raked over your outfit. Tactically unzipped to the perfect level, the oversized hoodie gaped open to reveal a grey, ribbed tank almost as touchable as your ears. Its plunging neckline promised more cleavage than it delivered but the way it hugged your tits more than made up for the tease. The yoga pants in question smoothed your thighs and butt into sculpted perfection. Chunky, black sneakers with rhinestone accents added a girlish kick to the casual clothing. Taking a page from Lola Bunny, you wrapped your lop ears high on your head in a velvet bow.

“Hot, right?" you taunted. "It's too bad the club has a formal dress code. I think I causal-up really cute."

He scoffed.

You tugged his arm. "Third floor. Come on."

You dragged your date across the bland, grimey tile and past the money exchange service. A short ride up the cramped elevator carried you to the third floor. The bright, blue and red sign proclaimed “24 hours/365 days a year”. Beyond fingerprint-pocked glass doors lay the hidden depths of “MyStyle Manga Cafe”. You strolled in and dug your membership card out of your bag. 

“I have a reservation for the VIP flatbed pair suite.”

The balding middle age manager scanned your card before handing you a ticket. “Room ten, just next to the copier. Payment is due when you leave.”

You nodded, tugging your victim's arm. Cherry flavored lips brushed against his ear. “I got the one with the locking door. It costs a little more, but you don’t mind paying for the upgrade, right, Tomura?"

Your date inhaled as if he’d been shot in the leg. 

Oh. This was going to be fun.

Only about eight steps from the check-in desk, room ten was a cramped space, barely big enough for two adults. You flopped onto the thick, black floor pads and shoved the foam-stuffed pillow chair aside. The lock clicked from behind. New weight shifted the mat beside you. You rifled through your bag, humming the “item get” tune from Zelda as you produced a cheap USB drive. Within seconds, a pop colored menu burst to life on the computer screen.

“Animal Attraction: Tails of Love!” five different girls cried out from the crackling speakers.

Red eyes narrowed. “What is that?”

“You wanted the real me, right? Today, extra special for your royal pain-in-my-tail, I’m giving you the side I don’t show clients.” You held out a pair of cheap, padded headphones to him and flashed him a crooked smile. “Chase the cat girl, and I will claw your eyes out.”

A few hours later, a fluffy, white haired girl with blazing red eyes and tall rabbit ears stood at the back of an empty lecture hall. She picked at the heart shaped buttons of her pink sundress, refusing to look the player in the eye.

‘The truth is… the professor makes me feel uncomfortable,’ she explained, shifting nervously in her strappy sandals.' ‘Why? Did he do something?’ the player replied. She shook her head. ‘No. Not really. I mean, maybe I’m just imagining it but it just feels wrong. It makes my hair prickle and my stomach hurt when I’m around him.’ Fat tears welled at her pale lash line. ‘He asked me to go to his office hours today to discuss my grades but I... I just… I don’t know. I can’t put it into words.”

Choice:

Calm down. You’re just imagining things.

Your grades are fine, right? Just skip the office hours.

If he makes you uncomfortable, I’ll go with you.

Tomura clicked option 3.

‘Oh no!’ she protested. ‘He hasn’t done anything. I swear.’ Chewing her soft lips, she began to shake. She forced a smile. ‘Anyway, I’m sure I’m just being stupid. I’m sorry to have worried you over nothing.’  As she turned to bolt, the player grabbed her arm. 'Don’t say that about yourself! You’re not stupid!' Hard teeth bit quivering lips. Her nostrils flared. All at once her beautiful face contorted into pure pain. The camera panned high. A detailed CG filled the screen. Crumpled into her thighs, the heroine wailed at the top of her lungs.  ‘I know I’m not! Everyone thinks I am just because I’m a bunny girl!’ she shrieked, grabbing at her ears. ‘I’m so sick of it. Day in, day out it’s ‘Smile for me sweetie. You’re so much prettier when you smile’ and ‘wow… isn’t a bachelor’s degree kinda hard for you?’ and ‘You want to join our club? No problem. Why don’t you grab us some drinks and you can sit here so everyone can see you?’' Twin fists slammed hard against the tile. ‘I’M A PERSON, NOT A MASCOT.’ The player kneeled beside her, their hand hovering for a moment before they pulled it away. “That sounds rough.” ‘It is rough,’ she agreed, fumbling for her abandoned purse. The player held out their hand towel. ‘Here.’ Watery eyes stared up at the player.  ‘Look,’ the player continued. ‘You really aren’t stupid. If you say something is wrong then something is wrong. Even if you don’t want me to come, don’t go by yourself.’ She took the towel with a bright smile and shook her head. ‘No. I want you.’ Red eyes slipped shut as she buried her nose in the terry cloth. ‘I trust you, Tomura.’

Beside you on the floor, the real Tomura sneered. “100% guarantee the professor is a perv.”

You hummed, resting your head on his shoulder. 

His body went rigid.

“Something wrong?”

He coughed, tilting his legs so that his lap remained hidden. “It’s a pretty lame plot device. She should just drop-kick him through a window. Problem solved.”

You clicked your tongue. “It’s not that easy. She’s a senior in college and he manages her internship. If she makes him mad, her chances for getting a reference go up in flames.”

Boney fingers raked his neck. “That’s a load of crap.”

“But realistic,” you argued with a finger wag. “Despite being an indie project, the game got really good reviews specifically because the bunny girl route was such a realistic portrayal of sexual harassment.” A dark shadow filled your face. “Though there were some complaints.”

“Such as?”

Your eye twitched. “Apparently, the bad end wasn’t bad enough. If the player tells her to calm down, she quits school and leaves town, never to contact them again. Several reviewers insisted the professor should have on-camera raped her to really drive the point home that sexual harassment is bad.”

“...so they wanted to watch her get raped so they could whine about how rape is bad?”

“Yup,” you explained, flipping down onto the mat.

“That’s stupid.”

You laughed. “I know, right?! You need to just own your kink at that point! Don’t pretend you don’t like it just to feel morally superior.” 

“You wrote this, didn’t you?”

“Oh no, no, no. I wrote AND coded it.” You slapped the computer and pointed to your head. “There’s more than good hair between these ears.”

“Good hair or good hare?”

“Hares are not the same as rabbits,” you reminded him.

Tomura snorted. “Okay. Okay. I got it.”

“You better!” You shoved his shoulder. “I have no interest in stupid guys.”

He stared down his nose at you. “So why play dumb yourself?”

“No matter what they claim, people have expectations based on appearances,” you muttered with a frown. “A hostess is selling a fantasy. Turns out customers don’t fantasize about smart bunny babes.”

“They should.”

You flashed him a coy grin. “Are you saying I’m not so boring now?”

He scoffed and turned his head, but you caught the pink tinge at the tip of his ears. You hummed knowingly. He scowled and pointed at the screen.

“Why even work as a hostess if you can do this? Was the pay crap or something?”

"No one wanted me."

Tomura raised a peeling brow. "Huh?"

"Well, not for my brains anyway," you huffed, crossing your arms. "One look at my bunny ears and suddenly everything on my resume might as well have read, 'S class whore'. Women whispered behind my back and men kept staring at my tits. No one bothered to hear what I had to say."

Tomura glanced back at the screen. Shining with tears, the bunny girl in the game peered at him from above her declaration of affection. His eyes rolled back to you. "So when did you make the game?"

"College, during my internship." You scowled. "Didn't go so well in the end either."

"The professor?"

You shook your head. "Two 'friends'. One kept demanding I write stuff about heat cycles in the bunny girl route to 'spice it up'. Bunnies don't have heat cycles. They have receptive periods. I tried to explain and he told me I was just being nit picky."

"Receptive periods?"

"Bunnies and cats are induced ovulators, meaning mating causes ovulation. Cats go through a period where they are super horny called a heat. They'd bang anything," you explained, jabbing a finger at the screen. "Female bunnies just become more tolerant of mating for a few days a month called a receptive period. They don’t crave it. It's totally different!"

"And outside that period they claw your eyes out?" he teased.

"Google it if you're so curious."

"So what happened with the other 'friend'?"

“He backed me… At least until I told he figured out I wasn’t just a pussy-machine that you put kindness coins in until it dispensed sex. Then he sided with the other guy.” You pulled your knees to your chin. “I don’t like shallow guys like that, so it wasn’t much of a loss.”

Dry lips pinched into a thin line. 

A mischievous glint sparked in your eye. “Aw… not going to ask me what type of guy I do like?”

He scratched his neck, turning back to the game. 

“Now who’s boring,” you muttered, pressing your cheek to his boney shoulder.

Mechanically, Tomura tapped through the dialogue line by line until the two characters reached the professor’s office. The love interest knocked twice and fixed her companion with a nervous smile before slipping inside. Listening at the door, the player was privy to only half the words shared between the two.

“...concerned for you… Your grades are...” “...doing my best!” “...under a lot of stress.”

Chapped lips quirked into a cruel smile. “Bad flag.”

“Professor! What are you doing!” “...calm down. Just let me—” “No!” THUD.

Tomura whistled. “That escalated quickly.”

You winced at the choices. “This is one of the parts where we got into a debate about the ‘true ending’.”

Choice:

Open the door

Make some noise

Leave. This is not your job.

He tapped the quick save in the top corner. “Two arbitrary choices and an obvious bad end? Pretty typical to me.” He clicked the first option.

The door knob refused to budge.

He save-scummed and clicked the second option.

No one inside the room heard a word.

“Oh.”

You crossed your arms. “The other developers thought the best way to win her heart was to go all ‘hero to the rescue’. However, if you were to do that, she won’t get a reference for a job.” 

Red eyes shifted from you to the screen. With two taps, he quick-loaded the choice again. “Don’t be heroic, huh?” He sneered. “I like it.” 

Tomura tapped the last box. 

The player headed down the hallway, and around the corner. One screen shake later, they found themselves face first in the Dean of Students’ chest. Armed with an authority figure and a set of skeleton keys, the player returned to the scene of the crime. “You lead me on, you little slut!” “No! I swear I didn’t—” “You want to pass this class, right?” “Please don’t!” “Shut up and just—” The Dean shoved his keys into the lock before throwing open the door. “What on earth is going on here?!” Within seconds, the love interest threw herself into the player’s chest. “T-Tomura. I’m so glad you’re here!”

“Work smarter, not harder,” you cheered.

“Chcc…” Brittle nails raked his scabbed neck as he clicked into the next scene. 

Down a long, winding side street, the player walked their love interest back to her home. When they reached the gate, she paused for a moment, digging her toe into the chipping sidewalk. Orange light streamed through the fluffy purple clouds. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, glancing at the player from under long lashes.  "You walked me so far just so I wouldn't be scared." A warm flush flittered over her button nose. "Would you… would you like to come in for a snack before you go home?"

Choice:

I'm not hungry.

Sure.

A manicured hand slapped Tomura on the back so hard he jolted forward. Your claws pointed to the second choice as you cheered. "GET SOME, PLAYER!"

Tomura stuck his pinky in his ear, jiggling it to clear out the ringing noise. "Could you be a little more loud?!" he muttered, selecting the latter option.

You hummed and rolled your eyes.

On screen, the player followed their love interest up a short flight of stairs to a violently feminine bedroom. Pink polka dots and chubby cartoon carrots splattered the bedspread like some sort of kawaii-pox. Impractically sheer curtains provided no privacy from the tall windows. Taking a seat on the heart-studded floor cushions, the player listened as nervous rambling poured from their love interest’s lips. “—could get you some tea if you want? You know, like green tea? You like green tea right? Oh, wait, you might prefer barley… Do you? I don’t know if I have barley but I could go get some really quick from the convenience stor— er… oh… but that’d be rude to leave you alone since there isn’t anyone here right now.” She flushed pink from head to toe, furiously waving her hands. “Not that I planned it like that or anything! I mean… well… maybe I did but it wasn’t for that reason, I swear! I just have something to tell you and it was too embarrassing to say in front of people. Oh crap! No wait! No! I mean, I’m not embarrassed by you or anything! I-I’m just not confident in myself!” She melted into her palms, steam pouring from her ears. “Ohmigosh what am I even saying?!” Confused silence was her only reply. A low thumping vibrated from the speakers. The girl quickly gripped her long leg, forcing it to stop tapping the ground. Red eyes looked everywhere but on the screen. Glossy lips trembled. “I… I’m in love with you!” she blurted out, clipping the old speakers.

Choice:

I love you too

I prefer cat girls

The mouse hovered over the second option for a moment. 

“You’re horrible!” you laughed, elbowing him in the rib.

He sneered at you before clicking the first line.

“Tomura… Can I… Could I kiss you?”

A gentle pop smack popped from the speakers.

“M-maybe… just one more?”

Small tongue clicks matched with a well timed lip bite, kept the IRL Tomura’s eyes glued to the screen.You reached for your purse.

“One more?” she begged, her voice raspy with need.

Tomura shifted, tugging at his pants. The back of your hand grazed his thigh. He didn’t budge. Satisfaction filled your stomach. You leaned in for the kill.

On screen, an erotic CG filled the screen complete with a covert cleavage shot and animated drool pooling at the corner of plush lips. Wet sucking noises split the needy whining. “Ah… Tomura… I feel so hot.”

“Ah… Tomura… I feel so hot.”

Your prey jolted as dual bunny girls echoed in his ears. His head snapped to you. You smirked at him and cupped his thigh. 

His breath hitched. 

Peering at him from below your lashes, you shuffled to your knees.

“What—” he gulped, leaning away “—are you doing?”

Your moist tongue flicked out, tasting your cherry lip balm. “That depends.”

Red eyes flashed to your lips. “On what?”

You chuckled, angling your chest until your top gaped open. Manicured nails dragged down bare skin into the valley between your breasts. “How much do you want?”

“How much of what?”

A fake, high pitched giggle rapidly devolved into a sensual sigh. Your lips grazed his ear. Warm breath tickled his cheek. “Of the truth?”

The mouse hit the floor mat with a soft pap.

“Like all truths, there’s a pretty part and an ugly part.” Walking your fingers up his thigh, you pressed onward with your tease. “The pretty part is I always wanted to try something like this with my boyfriend.” With a nod to the computer screen, you nuzzled baby blue locks from the edge of his jaw. “But of all the guys I’ve dated, you're the only one I know is nasty enough to be down for it.”

You snapped the button on his jeans open. He groaned.

“Neh. Tomura. You know that hostesses can get fired if they sleep with their clients, right?” 

His zipper fell. Your hand slipped below his elastic band. Warm sweat beaded in the pile of wiry, pale curls. You combed lower. Something firm jumped at your touch.

“After all, men pay for the chase. If they catch you, they have no reason to come back. No club wants a hostess that loses clients.”

Tomura’s eyes lulled into his lids as you wormed your way down the shaft. More on instinct than rationale, he leaned into the cushion behind him and arched his hips. Little by little you wiggled him loose from the confines of stretch denim and into the cool air. Musky arousal left a sticky trail up your palm.

“But the ugly truth is I don’t want you to come back. You cause too much trouble, crusty boy.”

Crinkling foil caused his eyes to drift open. You wagged the pink rubber in front of his face, before lowering it to his weeping, red head. Gripping his thigh for balance, you leaned down and wrapped your mouth over the strawberry flavored plastic. You tongued it down his shaft. He gasped.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you, Tomura.”

He squinted down at you through watery eyes.

With a smirk, you nodded to the screen. “Keep going.”

Click.

“T-tomura… Ah! Wait! When you touch me like that I—!”

Keeping your lips tucked over your teeth, you teased down with pressure, making him fight you just enough to squeeze into your mouth. One hand cupped his shaft as your fingers made a firm ring. The other slipped lower, gently threading his balls between your rolling digits. 

He moaned, closing his eyes. 

You popped off his cock, giving him a long stroke. “Keep going.”

Click.

“Ah… Your tongue! Hah… so wet. **gulp** It’s so different from when I— ngnn!”

You tugged his shirt and caught his gaze. Your tongue fanned wide, taking a languid taste of artificial strawberry. Saliva pooled at the tip before dripping onto him. With rapt attention, he watched the droplet wind its way between every crease of the condom. When it bulged over the rolled rim, his cock throbbed against your mouth.

Click.

“—feels so hot.”

You plunged down over his length, sucking in your cheeks.

Click.

“M-my brain is kinda… ahhhhh… mu-shy…”

Angling him for mid-throat, you pressed on until coarse hair tickled your nose.

Click.

“Just like that! Ohmigosh Tomura I need—”

Who knew crusty boy was packing a good cock? Not some hentai-worthy pussy destroyer or anything but the curve would have been nice to ride. Too bad the girth made your jaw ache. 

Click.

“Tomura. Oh, Tomura. Right there! Please. Hah. S-so close.”

She wasn’t the only one. Half of Tomura’s hand clamped down on your skull. Sharp nails pricked your scalp as he curled most of his fingers into your hair. Insistent tugs set a punishing pace. Your neck burned. Salty snot dripped from your nose. A stream of garbled cuss words slipped from his lips.

Click.

“—gonna! Mmmm gonna—!”

As the screen flashed white, Tomura stuffed you into his crotch. His swollen head pressed hard into your tender throat. You gagged. He groaned. Cum-filled condom ballooned at the back of your tongue. You jerked your head to the side, trying to free yourself.

He ripped his hand away. “Don’t do that!” he snapped.

Hacking into your fist, you glared at him. “Then d-coughcough-n’t choke me, moron!”

Beady eyes narrowed. He grabbed your shoulder and wrapped his legs around your thigh. The world flipped. Your head collided with the hard mat. Vision spinning, you coughed again through painful tears. Tomura snatched up the torn wrapper, dangling it over your chest.

“Watch,” he commanded.

One at a time, he brought his fingers down onto the pink foil. After four exaggerated pinches, nothing appeared to change. You opened your mouth to tell him off just as all five fingers touched the packet. All at once, dry ash fluttered through the air. Your heart slammed against your ribs.

Welp, that explained why he seemed so touch starved.

“Understand now?!” His hard fist smacked  the padding beside your head. “I could have killed you, idiot!”

Between a tight throat and breathless lungs, no words could escape. Ice snaked through your veins. For the first time in a long time, terror rippled across your skin like a shock from a cattle prod. You swallowed, sniffing back tears.

With a deep breath, Tomura rolled off of you and shuffled away. He picked at the drooping plastic like a child picks at bell peppers. Cracking lips pouted. “How do I get this thing off?”

“O-oh…” You shoved off the mat and kneeled beside him. “Here. Let me—”

When your hand bumped his, every hair on your body prickled.

He pulled his arm away and averted his gaze. “Whatever. Don’t force yourself.

You grunted before lunging for his lap. One hand caught his jaw. The other circled his now drooping cock. You pressed a quick kiss to his cheek before turning him to watch.

“Not uh. Not until you understand.”

Centimeter by centimeter, you carefully dragged the condom free. Your fingers brushed his weeping tip. It jumped from the contact. The hand on his face trailed down his chest, following every dip until it bumped its twin. Three deft twists and a tight knot secured the payload. You swung it back and forth from your fingers and fixed him with a sultry grin.

“Don’t tell a professional how to do her job,” you warned. 

Tossing the condom over your shoulder, you wrenched his face to yours and locked him in a blazing kiss. His eyes bulged. Your knee slipped between his as your tongue dove through his defenses. Nip after nip, you coaxed him into your clutches. 

A low groan vibrated from his chest. His hands slid up your hips.The hair on your neck prickled. You ignored it, pressing slow, sensual affections deep into his skin. A whiff of your perfume slipped by your nose. Something twitched against your pants. Your toothy grin pricked his chapped lips. 

Got him.

Careful to peel away rather than pull, you scooped up your bag and the evidence of your little ploy. Through heaving pants, he shot you a pointed look. You nodded to the computer clock. It read a quarter to nine.

“I have another arrangement at nine thirty, so I have to get dressed. Make sure you clear out by midnight or they’ll charge you extra.” You nudged his now swollen cock with the tip of your toe. He shivered. Manicured nails clacked on the door handle. “Hope the rest of your night is less boring—” You flashed him a wink. “—Tomura. ❤”

You swung your hips and strutted away.

Violent curses chased you down the hall.

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[luckyxcharm]

MOVIE QUOTES

1. "It’s Halloween, everyone’s entitled to one good scare.” N. Halloween 2. “Oh look, another glorious morning. Makes me sick!” C. Hocus Pocus 3. “It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.” C. Hocus Pocus 4. “That cold ain’t the weather. That’s death approaching." R. 30 Days Of Night 5. "You can’t kill the boogeyman!" N. Halloween 6. “When there is no room left in hell, the dead will walk the earth.” X. Dawn Of The Dead 7. "I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti." G. The Silence Of The Lambs 8. “No, please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel!” L. Scream 9. “Sometimes dead is better." T. Pet Sematary 10. “You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it.” E. Jeepers Creepers 11. "What an excellent day for an exorcism." D. The Exorcist 12. "Be afraid... Be very afraid." B. The Fly 13. “Today is Thanksgiving day for cats. But only if they came back from the dead." T. Pet Sematary 14. "He’s gonna get you. The boogeyman is coming!" U. Halloween 15. “Well, it says to form a circle a salt to protect from zombies, witches, and old boyfriends." C. Hocus Pocus 16. "I’m a ghost with the most, babe." S. Beetlejuice 17. "It’s my party and I’ll die if I want do, die if I want to. You will die too, when it happens to you." Q. Casper 18. "We’ve got to find Jack! There’s only 365 days left until next Halloween!" A. The Nightmare Before Christmas 19. "The Great Pumpkin will rise out of the pumpkin patch. He flies through the air and brings toys to all the children of the world." J. It's The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown 20. "Isn’t the view beautiful? It takes my breath away. Well, it would if I had any." F. Corpse Bride 21. “Hi, I’m Chucky, wanna play?” O. Chucky 22. “I see dead people.” H. The Sixth Sense   23. “I’m a mouse, duh.” Y. Mean Girls 24. “I am the pumpkin king.” A. The Nightmare Before Christmas 25. “I, myself, am strange and unusual.” S. Beetlejuice

[chelsea-hendrix]

October 16th, 2024

Movie Quote Matchup.

1. "It’s Halloween, everyone’s entitled to one good scare.”

N. Halloween

2. “Oh look, another glorious morning. Makes me sick!”

I. Hocus Pocus

3. “It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.” 

C. Hocus Pocus

4. “That cold ain’t the weather. That’s death approaching."

R. 30 Days of Night

5. "You can’t kill the boogeyman!" 

U. Halloween

6. “When there is no room left in hell, the dead will walk the earth.” 

X. Dawn of the Dead

7. "I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti."

G. Silence of the Lambs

8. “No, please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel!” 

L. Scream

9. “Sometimes dead is better."

M. Pet Sematary

10. “You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it.” 

E. Jeepers Creepers

11. "What an excellent day for an exorcism." 

D. The Exorcist

12. "Be afraid... Be very afraid."

B. The Fly

13. “Today is Thanksgiving day for cats. But only if they came back from the dead."

T. Pet Sematary

14. "He’s gonna get you. The boogeyman is coming!" 

W. Halloween

15. “Well, it says to form a circle a salt to protect from zombies, witches, and old boyfriends." 

P. Hocus Pocus

16. "I’m a ghost with the most, babe."

K. Beetlejuice

17. "It’s my party and I’ll die if I want do, die if I want to. You will die too, when it happens to you."

Q. Casper

18. "We’ve got to find Jack! There’s only 365 days left until next Halloween!" 

A. The Nightmare Before Christmas

19. "The Great Pumpkin will rise out of the pumpkin patch. He flies through the air and brings toys to all the children of the world." 

J. It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown

20. "Isn’t the view beautiful? It takes my breath away. Well, it would if I had any."

F. Corpse Bride

21. “Hi, I’m Chucky, wanna play?”

O. Chucky

22. “I see dead people.” 

H. The Sixth Sense

23. “I’m a mouse, duh.” 

Y. Mean Girls 

24. “I am the pumpkin king.”

V. The Nightmare Before Christmas

25. “I, myself, am strange and unusual.” 

S. Beetlejuice

[samueloneworldproductions]

All 2022 Films Ranked

GOLD MEDAL (A++)

1-The Fabelmans 2-The Batman 3-Black Panther: Wakanda Forever 4-Gulliermo Del Toro's Pinocchio

Best Of The Best (A+)

5-Barbarian 6-Top Gun: Maverick 7-Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery 8-The Menu (2022) 9-Everything, Everywhere All At Once (2022) 10-Puss In Boots: The Last Wish (2022) 11-Scream (2022) 12-X (2022) 13-Pearl (2022) 14-Nope (2022) 15-Turning Red (2022) 16-The Banshees Of Inisherin (2022) 17-Bodies, Bodies, Bodies (2022) 18-The Northman (2022)

AWESOME (A)

19-The Unbearable Weight Of Massive Talent (2022) 20-Terrifier 2 (2022) 21-Prey (2022) 22-Chip N Dale Rescue Rangers (2022) 23-Avatar: The Way Of Water (2022) 24-Sonic The Hedgehog 2 (2022) 25-Elvis (2022) 26-Violent Night (2022) 27-Smile (2022) 28-Hellraiser (2022) 29-Bones And All (2022) 30-Emily The Criminal (2022) 31-Weird: The Al Yankovic Story (2022) 32-Marcel: The Shell With Shoes On (2022) 33-The Black Phone (2022) 34-A Christmas Story Christmas (2022) 35-Doctor Strange In The Multiverse Of Madness (2022) 36-The Bad Guys (2022) 37-Bros (2022) 38-Clerks III (2022) 39-After Yang (2022) 40-Do Revenge (2022) 41-Marry Me (2022) 42-Ambluance (2022) 43-Rescued By Ruby (2022) 44-Hustle (2022) 45-Rosaline (2022) 46-Jackass Forever (2022) 47-Better Nate Than Ever (2022)

GOOD/GREAT (B+ to A-)

48-Black Adam (2022) 49-Thor: Love And Thunder (2022) 50-Causeway 51-Enola Holmes 2 (2022) 52-Orphan: First Kill (2022) 53-Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets Of Dumbledore (2022) 54-Hotel Translyvania: Transformania (2022) 55-Emergency (2022) 56-I Want You Back (2022) 57-The Bob's Burgers Movie (2022) 58-Crush (2022) 59-The Sea Beast (2022) 60-Funny Pages (2022) 61-Not Okay (2022) 62-Day Shift (2022) 63-The Whale (2022) 64-Spirited (2022) 65-Jurassic World: Dominion (2022) 66-Fire Island (2022) 67-Samaritan (2022) 68-Me Time (2022) 69-Bullet Train (2022) 70-Dog (2022) 71-The Gray Man (2022) 72-Hollywood Stargirl (2022) 73-The Lost City (2022) 74-The Cursed (2022) 75-Blacklight (2022) 76-Kimi (2022) 77-The Adam Project (2022) 78-Lightyear (2022)

SOLID ENOUGH

79-Babylon 80-DC League Of Super-Pets (2022) 81-Hocus Pocus 2 (2022) 82-Night At The Museum: Kahmunrah Rises Again (2022) 83-The Princess (2022) 84-Death On The Nile (2022) 85-Wendell & Wild (2022) 86-Prey For The Devil (2022) 87-Cheaper By The Dozen (2022)

DECENT ENOUGH (B-)

88-Disenchanted (2022) 89-Whitney Houston: I Wanna Dance With Somebody 90-Moonfall (2022) 91-Uncharted (2022) 92-Beast (2022) 93-Men (2022) 94-Spiderhead 95-The Royal Treatment (2022) 96-Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2022) 97-Moonshot (2022) 98-Minions: The Rise Of Gru (2022) 99-Studio 666 (2022) 100-Sneakerella (2022) 101-Halloween Ends (2022) 102-The School For Good And Evil (2022)

MIXED BAG (C+)

103-Deep Water (2022) 104-Strange World (2022) 105-Three Thousand Years Of Longing (2022) 106-They/Them (2022) 107-Don't Worry Darling (2022)

MEHHHHHH/BLEHHHHHHH (C to C-)

108-Senior Year (2022) 109-The 355 (2022) 110-Memory (2022) 111-Diary Of A Wimpy Kid: Rodrick Rules (2022) 112-The Ice Age Adventures Of Buck Wild (2022) 113-Luck (2022)

BAD BADDDDDDD (D+ to D-)

114-Paws Of Fury: The Legend Of Hank 115-Morbius 116-The Invitation 117-The Munsters 118-Amsterdam 119-Tall Girl 2 120-Pinocchio (2022)

TRAINWRECK (F)

121-Dashcam 122-365 Days: This Day 123-The Next 365 Days 124-After Ever Happy 125-Jeepers Creepers Reborn

[drgairyuki]

Size of Star: 1: Tiny. …Is it a red dwarf or a white dwarf? I mean, it would be a niffy way to explained why it's a Feral Desert or a Feral Death Desert World Okay, let me reroll again. I got 5. Already got tiny, so rerolling again. 100: Giant. Okay, so either it's a red giant or the option above. Hmm… Maybe it's a Binary Star System. Specifically, a Red Dwarf-Red Giant Binary Star System of a Detached-Configured Sun-Earth Varient Orbital Base Astrometric binaries type. Basically, a Red Dwarf safely orbiting around a Red Giant. Confusing? Yes, yes it is. Galactic Position: UL/LEK *Placeholder*/CM*Placeholder*/777/456 Sector: Dune *placeholder name* Subsector: Dune *placeholder name*

Planetary Governor: Chapter Master

Adepta Presence:

a. Feral; a1. Astra Telepathica 1d5 = 3 a2. Adeptus Arbites (None); Adeptus Astra Telepathica (None); Adeptus Astronimica (None); Adeptus Mechanicus (None); Administratum(None); Adeptus Ministorum (None); Inquisition (None)

b. Feral Death; b1. Administratum 1d10 = 6 b2. Adeptus Arbites 1d5 = 3 b3. Adeptus Astra Telepathica 1d5+1d5 = 3 + 1 or 2d5 = 3 + 1 = 4 b4. Adeptus Astronimica 1d5 = 4 b5. Adeptus Mechanicus 1d5 = 3 b6. Adeptus Ministorum 1d10 = 8 b7. Inquisition 1d5 = 3 b8. Adeptus Arbites (None); Adeptus Astra Telepathica (Token); Adeptus Astronimica (Token); Adeptus Mechanicus (None); Administratum (Token); Adeptus Ministorum (Slight); Inquisition (None)

c. Feral Death Pleasure/Paradise/Garden; c1. Administratum 1d10+2d10 = 7 + [10 + 8 =] 18 = 25 or 3d10 = 10 + 7 + 4 = 21 c2. Adeptus Arbites 1d5+2d10 = 5 + [7 + 8 =] 15 = 20 or 3d10 = 7 + 3 + 7 = 17 c3. Adeptus Astra Telepathica 1d5+1d5+2d10 = 1 + 4 + [3 + 5 =] 8 = 13 or 2d5+2d10 = [2 + 1 =] 3 + [3 + 4 =] 7 c4. Adeptus Astronimica 1d5+1d5 = 4 + 2 = 6 or 2d5 = 1 + 1 = 2 c5. Adeptus Mechanicus 1d5+2d10= 3 + [3 + 5 =] 8 = 11 c6. Adeptus Ministorum 1d10+2d10 = 10 + [2 + 10 =] 12 = 22 or 3d10 = 6 + 4 + 2 = 12 c7. Inquisition 1d5+1d5 = 5 + 4 = 9 or 2d5 = 4 + 1 = 5 c8. Adeptus Arbites (Notable to Significant); Adeptus Astra Telepathica (Slight to Moderate); Adeptus Astronimica (None to Token); Adeptus Mechanicus (Small); Administratum (Significant to Dominating); Adeptus Ministorum (Small to Significant); Inquisition (Token to Slight)

Size: 41; Average: 10d10 = 3 + 7 + 2 + 4 + 2 + 5 + 6 + 5 + 9 + 9 = 52 = a circumference of 52,777 kilometres

Axial Tilt: 32; Moderate (16-25°) = 16.963 degrees ± 20°C/68°F Length of Day: 87; 8d10 hours and since I rolled on Average, No Size Mod = 8d10 = 6 + 3 + 2 + 8 + 1 + 10 + 10 + 2 = 42 or 1d80 = 24 = 24 to 42 hours

Length of Day: 87; 8d10 hours and since I rolled on Average, No Size Mod = 8d10 = 6 + 3 + 2 + 8 + 1 + 10 + 10 + 2 = 42 or 1d80 = 24 = 24 to 42 hours

Length of Year: 12; (10d10)x2 Terran days = 4 + 7 + 3 + 1 + 9 + 5 + 8 + 5 + 5 + 10 = 57 X 2 = 114 Terran days to complete one full rotation of its local star. A note from the 1d6chan's planet generator table* *"The length of a planet’s year is given as the number of Terran days it takes to complete one full rotation of its local star. Divide the rolled number by 365 to see how many Terran years this is. To determine how many local days make up a local year, simply multiply the number of days in the year by 24, then divide that number by the length of the planet’s day." *I honestly got confused on this part and had made needlessly more complicated before I recalulated and reedited it. a. 114 Terran days % 365 = 0.31 Terran year or 365 % 114 Terran days = 3.2 Terran years b. 114 Terran days X 24 = 2736 % 24 to 42 local hours = 114 to 65.14 or 66 local days

Satellites: 74; 1d10 and I've mentioned above, No Size Mod = 7

Gravity: 11; Light (0.5 to 0.7 G): Lightfooted. +2 Agility bonus for movement, +4 to Strength and Toughness levels for Encumbrance, +2 Strength for Throwing. Jumping and leaping distances get doubled, fall damage gets halved. The gravity here is light. Not what I was expecting. Hmmm. Maybe i'll reroll again, just to see if I could a stronger gravity like standard or higher 69; Standard (0.8 to 1.2 G): Normal or easily adaptable. No modifiers. Hmmmm, interesting. Probably will use this for fluff depending on how I interpreted. Probably thanks due to gravitonic & terraformic engines since they (at least for the latter) canonically exists. This give me some related ideas.

Atmosphere: 72; Bearable: A Bearable atmosphere can be breathed normally for a short time, but carries a slight abnormality, will create an unfavourable taste in the mouth, and will prove fatal if breathed for too long. Any character subject to such an environment without a respirator or rebreather can breath normally for a number of hours equal to their Toughness bonus, and must then return to a normal atmosphere (natural or artificial). Being subject to a bearable atmosphere for any longer will give the character one fatigue level per hour. Once the character falls unconscious due to fatigue they will die one hour later if not provided with proper air to breathe. Due to how close the roll was to normal, it would probably mean that it's a bearable learning toward normal atmosphere.

Hydrosphere: 9: Waterless: This world is completely deprived of water. Bring your own bottles. (Not surprising in the least)

Temperature: 55; Average (-10°C to +30°C/14°F to 86°F): Humans are comfortable in normal clothing and need only the most basic of shelters to survive. Honestly just walk outside, chances are it'll be within this range. To probably Warm (+31°C to +50°C/88°F to 122°F): Depending on moisture, this world may either be a baked desert, a steamy jungle, or even a storm-wracked archipelago. Architecture will require plenty of cross-breeze. Tolerable until it hits the high forties but it'll still be dangerous if out of the shade too long. If unprotected, you'll last a number of minutes equal to your toughness bonus, after which you gain +1 fatigue until unconscious. Death follows in one minute. With the ± 20°C/68°F from the axial tilt above, it can become Tepid (+51°C to +100°C/124°F to 202°F): A world on the edge. Any hotter, and any water will just boil away. If outside and unprotected, you'll last a number of rounds equal to your toughness bonus, after which you gain +1 fatigue until unconscious. Death follows in one round. Unsurprising, considering what we've seen on this list.

Terrain: a. Number of Terrains 100 = 22; 2 b. Terrain Types 2d100 = 55 + 41 = 96; Either Broken Rocks, Active Volcanoes, and/or Cliffs or 1d100 twice = 94 and 71; Islands and Swamps Huh, curious. Islands and Swamps for the latter option. Either it's not completely waterless. Or something else. If there is active volcanoism like terrain types in the former, then the "Islands" and "Swamps" is probably filled with flowing molten lava or some other flowing liquid and/or nonliquid that isn't water. Make sense so far. Explained the reason why the atmosphere is bearable, due to the ashes methink.

Climate: Basically Arrakis/Dune for all intents & purposes, probably with more active volcanos. I mean seriously, with everything I have rolled above, it's a hot desert world where everything from the temparature to the atmosphere to the freaking sun is trying to fucking kill you. It's accurate all things considered.

Native Flora and Fauna: Mainly based on mostly dinosaurs from the Cretaceous Period Mongolia with Gobi Desert and/or Mongolian Plateau by extension. Along with mostly but not all mammals from Late Eocene or Early Oligocene to Pilocene Epoch Central Asia, East Asia, South Asia, West Asia and/or the Middle East, and North East Africa; The Sandworm from Dune unsurprising by this point; Probably some dinosaurs here and there from Jurassic to Cretaceous Period North Africa; Probably some to most of the modern day desert animals located from the Arab World sloping up to the deserts in the north and west parts of East Asia; The Elephants

My 1st Randomly Generated Marine Chapter

This was my first attempt at creating a Space Marine Chapter randomly.

So I decide to randomly create and generate a Space Marine chapter by using and messing around with 1d6chan(rip 1d4chan)'s Space Marine Chapter Creation Table and Roll A Die to get the results. Why? Because I thought it would be fun. Note; I did for fun, and there is going to be a lot of interpretation and speculation on my part, but I guess that's the part of the fun.

So here are the results of this me messing around;

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Chapter Origins: Why Was The Chapter Founded? (d10) 10: Crusade - "We need people running around and hitting the Imperium's enemies. Found a Chapter!"

When Was The Chapter Founded? (d100) 97: M41/M42; Ultima Founding consisting of Primaris Marines. Actually in two waves (+ intermittents in-between), first in 999.M41 and 000.M42, intermittent foundings during the intervening years to replace destroyed chapters or garrison key areas, and the second in 012.M42 after the first phase of the Indomitus Crusade ended with victory at the Battle of Raukos from the last core of Unnumbered Sons veterans, capping off the largest founding in history.

Who was the Chapter's Progenitor? (d100) 71: Dark Angels

Chapter Properties and Flaws: Gene-seed purity (d10) 10: Flawed - Chapter's gene-seed is flawed and sets them apart from their progenitor - roll on Chapter Flaws table

Chapter Demeanour (d10) 10*: Uphold the Honour of the Emperor - Performing unheroic acts? *BLAM* NO or alternatively, since I'd already rolled 10 once for above, I decide to roll again and I got... 1: Swift As The Wind - Going slowly and thinking things out? BLAM NO

Based on the Chapter's Progenitor, how likely are they to suffer gene-seed mutation? (d100/d20) Dark Angels - 10% (1-2) d100; 44/d20; 12

If they have a new mutation, what is it? (d10) 7: Lost zygote - Something's gone. One of the silly EMPRAH-BLESSED things like the Betcher's Gland or Melanchromic Organ, not something critical like the Black Carapace

Progenitor-specific mutation Dark Angels Lost zygote

Lost Zygotes (d100) 60: Oolitic Kidney Since I got really confused and didn't know really about interpreted them above as I didn't know if it there only need to be one lost zygotes or two, I decide to roll again 100: Roll twice on this Chart 68: Neuroglottis 59: Oolitic Kidney* I'd already rolled for Oolitic Kidney, so either the above is good enough or I reroll again 27: Occulobe

If one exists, what is the Chapter's Flaw? (d10) 4: Pride in the Colours - The Chapter hates doing anything that covers their livery, including wearing Deathwatch black.

Chapter Legends: Figure of Legend (d100) 96: Battle-Brother (roll d10 twice to determine company and squad). I decided to roll both 2d10 once and roll 1d10 twice 6 & 7: 7th squad of 6th Company or alternatively, 5: 5th Company 4: 4th squad

Deeds of Legend (d100) 69: The figure led an action against an Eldar craftworld, boarding it and inflicting grievous casualties before withdrawing. He and his Chapter are especially hated by the pernicious Eldar, for whom the event is still fresh and raw.

Chapter Homeworld and its Properties Chapter homeworld (d100) 35: Feral World

Fleets 10+d10 vessels: 8

Homeworld terrain (d100) 29: Desert

Rule of homeworld (d10) 3: Stewardship - "Hi, Planetary Governor? It's me, the Chapter Master. Just calling you to remind you that I outrank you, even if I don't do anything."

Not Fleet-Based, so I can ignored that

Tactical and Strategic Organization d10 Result - Chapter organisation and Variant Base Chapter 10: Unique organisation/Unique(Codex)

Combat doctrine (d10) 6: Drop Pod

Characteristic Chapter Training (d100 Result) 44: Endure Anything: Training in this chapter emphasizes the need for any squad to be ready to endure any trials they find themselves in. They produce tough, durable brothers with diverse specialties.

Chapter Specialities Specialty restrictions (units the chapter cannot field) - Only roll if Unique Organisation was selected (d100) 15: Apothecary (someone still needs to collect the progenoids)

Special equipment- Roll once if Divergent was selected, twice if Unique Organisation was selected (d100) Rolling 2d100 81: Preferred Fighting Style: The Chapter has a specific way in which it prefers to go about killing the enemy in the name of the God-Emperor of Mankind. Examples: Bolt Pistol and Chainsword, dual Power Swords, special Bolter pattern or ammunition 99: Modified Weaponry: When the Chapter’s forges produce a weapon, they produce them in a style that is specific to their Chapter. Examples: Power Sabre, Bolt Pistol with weighted butt for clubbing. or alternatively, Rolling 1d100 twice 58: Blessed Wargear: It is common for members of this Chapter to have their Wargear blessed by a Chaplain before battle. Doing so puts the Battle-Brother’s mind at ease and more focused on the task at hand. 81: Preferred Fighting Style: The Chapter has a specific way in which it prefers to go about killing the enemy in the name of the God-Emperor of Mankind. Examples: Bolt Pistol and Chainsword, dual Power Swords, special Bolter pattern or ammunition

Chapter Beliefs What form do the Chapters' beliefs take? (d100) 84: Totem Creature - "You know how we've got an animal as our Chapter symbol? Yeah, we're going to stick that everywhere."

Chapter Strength At what strength is the Chapter? (d10) 2: Under Strength: The Chapter is recovering from a defeat or accident that occurred several decades ago, or has recently suffered heavy, but not irrecoverable losses. It is probably at a minimum of half strength, and should return to nominal strength within a decade.

Chapter Relations Who are your Chapter friendly with? (d100) 24: Another Chapter (choose one) Hhhmmmm… Maybe either the White Scars or the Space Wolves, depending on how your interpreted it.

Who are the Chapter's enemies?(d100) 27: The Tau Empire (alternatively, you may select a particular Sept, Commander, or Ethereal)

Ooooooo, the Tau Empire, my favorite faction in 40k (mostly due to the battle suit, so sue me :P), but I think I'll go with selecting a particular Sept, Commander, or Ethereal option. But i'll most probably do that in one of the reblog of this post.

[xstarxgazerx]

Movie quote match-up

Question: 1. “It’s Halloween, everyone’s entitled to one good scare.”

CC. Sheriff Stanton 

2. “I’m a mouse, duh.”

K. Daphne 

3. “Oh look, another glorious morning. Makes me sick.”

P. Harlow  

4. “You can’t kill the boogeyman!”

O. Grace 

5. “I’ll stop wearing black when they make a darker color.”

L. Dodge 

6. “I’m a ghost with the most, babe.”

C. Alice 

7. “When there is no room left in hell, the dead will walk the earth.”

B. Alexis 

8. “It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.”

AA. Ryker 

9. “I am the pumpkin king.”

T. Mayor Edwards 

10. “It’s showtime.”

Y. Raleigh 

11. “Hi, I’m Chucky, wanna play?”

H. Calla  

12. “No, please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel.”

F. Bowie  

13. “What an excellent day for an exorcism.”

N. Finn 

14. “Be afraid… Be very afraid.”

E. Aurora  

15. “I see dead people.”

Q. Hunter  

16. "Can I keep you?"

A. Adah  

17. "You are too precious for words, why I could just... eat you alive!"

W. Peyton 

18. “I, myself, am strange and unusual.”

U. Melanie 

19. "This is my costume. I'm a homicidal maniac. They look just like everyone else."

D. Astrid 

20. “Go to hell!” “I’ve been there, thank you. I found it quite lovely.”

J. Damien 

21. "You can’t kill the boogeyman!"

BB. Scott 

22. “Sometimes dead is better."

S. Maverick 

23. "Every day is Halloween, isn't it? For some of us."

X. Presley 

24. "Whatever you do, don't fall asleep."

V. Novaleigh 

25. "We all go a little mad sometimes."

G. Braxton 

26. "Here's Johnny!"

M. Ezekiel 

27. "Redrum! Redrum! Redrum!"

Z. Rosslyn 

28. “Isn’t the view beautiful? It takes my breath away. Well, it would if I had any.”

EE. Vanessa 

29. "I know what you did last summer."

I. Catherine 

30. “Last night you were unhinged. You were like some desperate, howling demon. You frightened me. Do it again.”

FF. Zachary 

31. "I want to play a game."

R. Katharina 

32. “You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it.”

DD. Teagan 

Match the Movie Quote

1. "It’s Halloween, everyone’s entitled to one good scare.”

N. Halloween

2. “Oh look, another glorious morning. Makes me sick!”

C. Hocus Pocus

3. “It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.”

P. Hocus Pocus

4. “That cold ain't the weather. That's death approaching."

R. 30 Days of Night

5. "You can’t kill the boogeyman!"

U. Halloween

6. “When there is no room left in hell, the dead will walk the earth.”

X. Dawn of the Dead

7. "I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti."

G. Silence of the Lambs

8. “No, please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel!”

L. Scream

9. “Sometimes dead is better."

M. Pet Sematary

10. “You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it.”

E. Jeepers Creepers

11. "What an excellent day for an exorcism."

D. The Exorcist

12. "Be afraid... Be very afraid."

B. The Fly

13. “Today is thanksgiving day for cats. But only if they came back from the dead."

T. Pet Sematary

14. "He's gonna get you. The boogeyman is coming!"

W. Halloween

15. “Well, it says to form a circle a salt to protect from zombies, witches, and old boyfriends."

I. Hocus Pocus

16. "I’m a ghost with the most, babe."

K. Beetlejuice

17. "It’s my party and I’ll die if I want do, die if I want to. You will die too, when it happens to you."

Q. Casper

18. "We’ve got to find Jack! There’s only 365 days left until next Halloween!"

A. The Nightmare Before Christmas

19. "The Great Pumpkin will rise out of the pumpkin patch. He flies through the air and brings toys to all the children of the world."

J. It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown

20. "Isn’t the view beautiful? It takes my breath away. Well, it would if I had any."

F. Corpse Bride

21. “Hi, I’m Chucky, wanna play?”

O. Chucky [ Child’s Play ]

22. “I see dead people.”

H. The Sixth Sense

23. “I’m a mouse, duh.”

Y. Mean Girls

24. “I am the pumpkin king.”

V. The Nightmare Before Christmas

25. “I, myself, am strange and unusual.”

S. Beetlejuice

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Movie quote match-up.

1. “It’s Halloween, everyone’s entitled to one good scare.” R. Katharina 2. “I’m a mouse, duh.” X. Presley 3. “Oh look, another glorious morning. Makes me sick.” E. Aurora 4. “You can’t kill the boogeyman!” K. Daphne 5. “I’ll stop wearing black when they make a darker color.” D. Astrid 6. “I’m a ghost with the most, babe.” S. Maverick 7. “When there is no room left in hell, the dead will walk the earth.” C. Alice 8. “It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.” U. Melanie 9. “I am the pumpkin king.” BB. Scott 10. “It’s showtime.” H. Calla 11. “Hi, I’m Chucky, wanna play?” Y. Raleigh 12. “No, please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel.” DD. Teagan 13. “What an excellent day for an exorcism.” G. Braxton 14. “Be afraid… Be very afraid.” EE. Vanessa 15. “I see dead people.” B. Alexis 16. "Can I keep you?" A. Adah 17. "You are too precious for words, why I could just... eat you alive!" Z. Rosslyn 18. “I, myself, am strange and unusual.” AA. Ryker 19. "This is my costume. I'm a homicidal maniac. They look just like everyone else." W. Peyton 20. “Go to hell!” “I’ve been there, thank you. I found it quite lovely.” F. Bowie 21. "You can’t kill the boogeyman!" N. Finn 22. “Sometimes dead is better." Q. Hunter 23. "Every day is Halloween, isn't it? For some of us." FF. Zachary 24. "Whatever you do, don't fall asleep." J. Damien 25. "We all go a little mad sometimes." P. Harlow 26. "Here's Johnny!" T. Mayor Edwards 27. "Redrum! Redrum! Redrum!" CC. Sheriff Stanton 28. “Isn’t the view beautiful? It takes my breath away. Well, it would if I had any.” V. Novaleigh 29. "I know what you did last summer." I. Catherine 30. “Last night you were unhinged. You were like some desperate, howling demon. You frightened me. Do it again.” O. Grace 31. "I want to play a game." L. Dodge 32. “You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it.” M. Ezekiel

Movie quote match-up.

1. "It’s Halloween, everyone’s entitled to one good scare.” N. Halloween 2. “Oh look, another glorious morning. Makes me sick!” C. Hocus Pocus 3. “It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.” I. Hocus Pocus 4. “That cold ain't the weather. That's death approaching." R. 30 Days of Night 5. "You can’t kill the boogeyman!" W. Halloween 6. “When there is no room left in hell, the dead will walk the earth.” X. Dawn of the Dead 7. "I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti." G. Silence of the Lambs 8. “No, please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel!” L. Scream 9. “Sometimes dead is better." T. Pet Sematary 10. “You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it.” E. Jeepers Creepers 11. "What an excellent day for an exorcism." D. The Exorcist 12. "Be afraid... Be very afraid." B. The Fly 13. “Today is thanksgiving day for cats. But only if they came back from the dead." M. Pet Sematary 14. "He's gonna get you. The boogeyman is coming!" U. Halloween 15. “Well, it says to form a circle a salt to protect from zombies, witches, and old boyfriends." P. Hocus Pocus 16. "I’m a ghost with the most, babe." S. Beetlejuice 17. "It’s my party and I’ll die if I want do, die if I want to. You will die too, when it happens to you." Q. Casper 18. "We’ve got to find Jack! There’s only 365 days left until next Halloween!" V. The Nightmare Before Christmas 19. "The Great Pumpkin will rise out of the pumpkin patch. He flies through the air and brings toys to all the children of the world." J. It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown 20. "Isn’t the view beautiful? It takes my breath away. Well, it would if I had any." F. Corpse Bride 21. “Hi, I’m Chucky, wanna play?” O. Chucky 22. “I see dead people.” H. The Sixth Sense 23. “I’m a mouse, duh.” Y. Mean Girls 24. “I am the pumpkin king.” A. The Nightmare Before Christmas 25. “I, myself, am strange and unusual.” K. Beetlejuice

[navysealunsealed]

Part 1 

1. “It’s Halloween, everyone’s entitled to one good scare.” C. Alice  2. “I’m a mouse, duh.” S. Maverick  3. “Oh look, another glorious morning. Makes me sick.” X. Presley  4. “You can’t kill the boogeyman!” FF. Zachary 5. “I’ll stop wearing black when they make a darker color.” O. Grace 6. “I’m a ghost with the most, babe.” N. Finn 7. “When there is no room left in hell, the dead will walk the earth.” V. Novaleigh 8. “It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.” U. Melanie 9. “I am the pumpkin king.” CC. Sheriff Stanton 10. “It’s showtime.” Q. Hunter 11. “Hi, I’m Chucky, wanna play?” W. Peyton 12. “No, please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel.” M. Ezekiel 13. “What an excellent day for an exorcism.” F. Bowie 14. “Be afraid… Be very afraid.” H. Calla 15. “I see dead people.” EE. Vanessa 16. "Can I keep you?" D. Astrid 17. "You are too precious for words, why I could just... eat you alive!" A. Adah 18. “I, myself, am strange and unusual.” AA. Ryker 19. "This is my costume. I'm a homicidal maniac. They look just like everyone else." Y. Raleigh 20. “Go to hell!” “I’ve been there, thank you. I found it quite lovely.” P. Harlow 21. "You can’t kill the boogeyman!" B. Alexis 22. “Sometimes dead is better." E. Aurora  23. "Every day is Halloween, isn't it? For some of us." T. Mayor Edwards 24. "Whatever you do, don't fall asleep." R. Katherina  25. "We all go a little mad sometimes." G. Braxton 26. "Here's Johnny!" Z. Rosslyn 27. "Redrum! Redrum! Redrum!" L. Dodge 28. “Isn’t the view beautiful? It takes my breath away. Well, it would if I had any.” BB. Scott 29. "I know what you did last summer." I. Catherine  30. “Last night you were unhinged. You were like some desperate, howling demon. You frightened me. Do it again.” K. Daphne 31. "I want to play a game." DD. Teagan 32. “You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it.” J. Damien

Part 2

1. "It’s Halloween, everyone’s entitled to one good scare.” N. Halloween 2. “Oh look, another glorious morning. Makes me sick!” P. Hocus Pocus 3. “It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.” C. Hocus Pocus 4. “That cold ain't the weather. That's death approaching." R. 30 Days of night 5. "You can’t kill the boogeyman!" U. Halloween 6. “When there is no room left in hell, the dead will walk the earth.” X. Dawn of the dead 7. "I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti." G. Silence of the lambs 8. “No, please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel!” L. Scream 9. “Sometimes dead is better." T. Pet Sematary  10. “You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it.” E. Jeepers creepers 11. "What an excellent day for an exorcism." D. The exorcist  12. "Be afraid... Be very afraid." B. The Fly 13. “Today is thanksgiving day for cats. But only if they came back from the dead." M. Pet sematary 14. "He's gonna get you. The boogeyman is coming!" W. Halloween 15. “Well, it says to form a circle a salt to protect from zombies, witches, and old boyfriends." I. Hocus Pocus 16. "I’m a ghost with the most, babe." K. Bettlejuice 17. "It’s my party and I’ll die if I want do, die if I want to. You will die too, when it happens to you." Q. Casper 18. "We’ve got to find Jack! There’s only 365 days left until next Halloween!" A. The nightmare before christmas  19. "The Great Pumpkin will rise out of the pumpkin patch. He flies through the air and brings toys to all the children of the world." J. It’s the great pumpkin, charlie brown 20. "Isn’t the view beautiful? It takes my breath away. Well, it would if I had any." F. Corpse bride 21. “Hi, I’m Chucky, wanna play?” O. Chucky  22. “I see dead people.” H. The sixth sense 23. “I’m a mouse, duh.” Y. Mean girls 24. “I am the pumpkin king.” V. the nightmare before christmas  25. “I, myself, am strange and unusual.” S. Beetlejuice

[whensomethingelsecries]

there is genuine tragedy to kyrie's character i should probably mull over one of these days. like the whole context of the family she comes from probably does a lot to inform her character. but i have so much appreciation for even the simple facts of ushiromiya kyrie. this woman has spent so much of her life obsessively devoted to baby trapping the most 3/10 guy you'll ever meet and it's not ever really made clear what she sees in him

[musicorum]

Kazino;

"Just shuffle the cards. Spin it, chips and bet yourself. I bet on this table and, you bet on that b*tch. Risk it 'till the last dime! Taste the muzzle of a gun, taste the taste of money. You think I'm dazzled up my land? Tie that b*tch, ain't funny. Sleepless night playing with zeros, I'm dead over the cash."

Attention: this lists contains explicit content in lyrics, dialogue, sound effects in songs, cover art, music video (m/v or videoclip) or all of these together, although they agree with the terms of the platforms. Trigger warning (TW): death, suicide, murder, gore, cannibalism, human trafficking.

korean songs with crimes or insinuation by female and male groups/artist

youtube & spotify

01. trouble maker - trouble maker; 02. kazino - bibi; 03. summer breeze - sf9; 04. where u at - 1nb (not on spotify); 05. one shot - b.a.p; 06. roll deep - hyuna feat. ilhoon; 07. press your number - taemin; 08. kitty run - alexa; 09. bermuda triangle - zico feat. crush & dean; 10. going crazy - song jieun feat. yongguk; 11. lotto - exo; 12. deja vu - dreamcatcher; 13. make it rain - block b bastarz; 14. you in me - kard; 15. girls - nature; 16. absinthe - punchnello; 17. mr.mr. - girls' generation; 18. cash - woo; 19. flashback - after school; 20. criminal - corbyn; 21. maria - hwasa; 22. alligator - monsta x; 23. peek-a-boo - red velvet; 24. break all the rules - cravity; 25. remember - 9muses; 26. nostalgic night - victon; 27. hit u - dalshabet feat. bigtone (not on spotify); 28. to be or not to be - oneus; 29. not shy - itzy; 30. 365 fresh - triple h

[blog20041994punam]

What Is the Meaning of Numerology? How to Use Numerology to Gain Insight Into Your Personality

According to quantum science everything in this universe is made up of vibrating energy molecules. We may appear solid but in fact we are vibrating so fast that the eye cannot discern and therefore sees our reality as a solid mass. It intrigues me therefore that "things" can be said to have energy such as places, or colours or atmospheres. The same theory can be applied to numerology. Numbers are said to have certain energetic values and positive and negative connotations. We live in a society based on numbers - 7 days of the week, 24 hours in a day, 365 days a year etc. These numbers are also connected to cycles of time, and again this can be applied to numerology.

So how do you find out your own unique numerology calculations?

Name Expression

The letters in your name and date of birth carry a unique energy vibration that can give you great insight into your positive and negative personality traits, and can also reveal any karmic lessons you are here to overcome in this particular lifetime. Each letter of the alphabet carries a unique numerical value which you can use to work out your single digit number relating to your name. This is known as your name expression number and is an overview of your personality and talents. Your name literally contains a powerhouse of vital information about your life, your potential and your future.

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

For example J o h n S m i t h - J=1, O=6, H=8, N=5, S=1, M=4, I=9, T=2, H=8 Total = 44 reduced to a single digit = 8

Life Path or Destiny

To work out your life path number you need to add up all the numbers that make up your date of birth until you arrive at a single digit. Therefore if your date of birth is 1st January 1960 you would add together the following numbers - 1+1+1+9+6+0 = 18 then add 1 + 8 = 9 So 9 would be your life path number. Also know as your destiny number as it gives you insight into what your challenges, opportunities and lessons are in this lifetime.

There are 9 basic numbers that run through all the numerology calculations, as each number is reduced until it becomes a single digit. There are exceptions to this rule when the number is 11 or 22 as these are considered Master Numbers and carry more significance than single digit numbers.

Although numerology has been practiced for centuries, in modern times it really does have huge practical applications particularly if you are interested in psychological self-investigation.

It can also be used to predict high and lows in your life as well as determine what makes you (and others) tick.

Perhaps its greatest value is in its capacity to help you assess your personal strengths and weaknesses as well as provide you with an intuitive snapshot of another person's traits. Numerology can be used to find out whether you are compatible with another, whether this is a romantic partner, or a business partner. You can also use it to assess a new baby name.

Most of all, with numerology I believe that you can help yourself enormously by understanding how to integrate both your positive and negative aspects in order to fulfil your potential.

If you are interested in learning even more about yourself and your future, based on your numerological profile then I encourage you to keep an open mind. 

learn more about it.

[luckyxcharm]

Part 1

1. “It’s Halloween, everyone’s entitled to one good scare.” K- Daphne 2. “I’m a mouse, duh.” A - Adah 3. “Oh look, another glorious morning. Makes me sick.” O - Grace 4. “You can’t kill the boogeyman!” W - Peyton 5. “I’ll stop wearing black when they make a darker color.” B - Alexis 6. “I’m a ghost with the most, babe.”  L - Dodge  7. “When there is no room left in hell, the dead will walk the earth.” Q - Hunter 8. “It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.” D - Astrid 9. “I am the pumpkin king.” FF - Zachary 10. “It’s showtime.” N - Finn 11. “Hi, I’m Chucky, wanna play?” CC - Sheriff Stanton 12. “No, please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel.” S - Maverick 13. “What an excellent day for an exorcism.” Y - Raleigh 14. “Be afraid… Be very afraid.” U - Melanie 15. “I see dead people.” J - Damien 16. "Can I keep you?" X - Presley 17. "You are too precious for words, why I could just... eat you alive!" H - Calla 18. “I, myself, am strange and unusual.” R - Katherina 19. "This is my costume. I'm a homicidal maniac. They look just like everyone else." BB - Scott 20. “Go to hell!” “I’ve been there, thank you. I found it quite lovely.” V - Novaleigh 21. "You can’t kill the boogeyman!" C - Alice 22. “Sometimes dead is better." EE Vanessa 23. "Every day is Halloween, isn't it? For some of us." T - Mayor Edwards 24. "Whatever you do, don't fall asleep." E - Aurora 25. "We all go a little mad sometimes." AA - Ryker 26. "Here's Johnny!" G - Braxton 27. "Redrum! Redrum! Redrum!" M - Ezekiel 28. “Isn’t the view beautiful? It takes my breath away. Well, it would if I had any.” I - Catherine  29. "I know what you did last summer." P - Harlow 30. “Last night you were unhinged. You were like some desperate, howling demon. You frightened me. Do it again.” DD - Teagan 31. "I want to play a game." Z - Rosslyn 32. “You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it.” F- Bowie

Part 2

1. "It’s Halloween, everyone’s entitled to one good scare.” N - Halloween 2. “Oh look, another glorious morning. Makes me sick!” C - Hocus Pocus 3. “It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.” I - Hocus Pocus 4. “That cold ain't the weather. That's death approaching." R - 30 Days of Night 5. "You can’t kill the boogeyman!" U - Halloween 6. “When there is no room left in hell, the dead will walk the earth.” X - Dawn of the Dead 7. "I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti." G - Silence of the Lambs 8. “No, please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel!” L - Scream 9. “Sometimes dead is better." M - Pet Sematary 10. “You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it.” E - Jeepers Creepers 11. "What an excellent day for an exorcism." D - The Exorcist 12. "Be afraid... Be very afraid." B - The Fly 13. “Today is thanksgiving day for cats. But only if they came back from the dead." T- Pet Sematary 14. "He's gonna get you. The boogeyman is coming!" W - Halloween 15. “Well, it says to form a circle a salt to protect from zombies, witches, and old boyfriends." P - Hocus Pocus 16. "I’m a ghost with the most, babe." K - Beetlejuice 17. "It’s my party and I’ll die if I want do, die if I want to. You will die too, when it happens to you." Q - Casper 18. "We’ve got to find Jack! There’s only 365 days left until next Halloween!" A - The Nightmare Before Christmas 19. "The Great Pumpkin will rise out of the pumpkin patch. He flies through the air and brings toys to all the children of the world." J - It’s The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown 20. "Isn’t the view beautiful? It takes my breath away. Well, it would if I had any." F - Corpse Bride 21. “Hi, I’m Chucky, wanna play?” O - Chucky 22. “I see dead people.” H - The Sixth Sense 23. “I’m a mouse, duh.” Y - Mean Girls 24. “I am the pumpkin king.” V - The Nightmare Before Christmas 25. “I, myself, am strange and unusual.” S - Beetlejuice

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pairing: lucy x reader a/n: in this house, we love vampires 365 days a year babes. vampy hours are 24/7, we are ALWAYS down to clown with the undead. and what’s better than post-halloween vampires??? wlw vampires. as always, special shoutout to @bensrhapsody​ for letting me throw ideas at her and for being incredibly supportive, luv u it’s a vampire fic, so it gets a little dark, so trigger warnings for: mentions of blood, murder, minor character death, and a passing mention of the possibility of physical abuse. there’s no smut, but there’s some sExUaL tEnSiOn and wandering hands, so for my own peace of mind, i’m considering this 18+ summary: Desperate and running out of time, you wander from the safety of your town to seek help from the fabled monster that resides in the ruins of Boynton Manor.

A pair of dark oak doors loomed ominously before you. In the flickering light of your lantern, you could make out the ornately carved details in the wood: jagged spirals and harsh, interconnecting lines that had, at one point, surely formed an elegant design, but time had withered it into a sharp and splintered distortion of what it once was. You pulled your shawl closer to your body to fend off a shiver that trickled down your spine- a shiver that had little to do with the cool autumn air and everything to do with the task ahead of you.

You carefully set your lantern down beside you, candle light dancing across the leaf strewn steps, and pushed against one of the great doors, having to lean your entire weight against it for the door to even budge. The hinges groaned from disuse as the door slowly pushed open and it hit the inner wall with a loud and resounding thud.

With a trembling hand, you picked up the lantern once more and took a step forward to stand in the doorway.

Behind you, the thick forest that encircled your small, isolated village. In-front of you, darkness. Stillness surrounded you on both sides as if the night itself was holding its breath to see what you would do.

It wasn’t too late to turn back and yet you knew, in your heart, that no matter how badly you wanted to turn and run back to the safety of your home, you couldn’t.

You channeled your fleeting inner strength and lifted the lantern higher, arm crossing over the threshold. In the flickering light, you could just make out the faded wallpaper on the walls and the bottom steps of a grand wooden staircase. Everything else was hidden in shadow.

“Hello?” you called out, voice echoing across the foyer. You were met with a resounding and nearly suffocating silence. You swallowed the lump that had gathered in your throat and tried once more, eyes sweeping around the darkness, trying to spot any movement, any thing at all. “P-Please excuse me for intruding and- and disturbing your resting place, Countess, but I-I have come to ask for your aid.”

There was no response from the fabled Countess of Boynton Manor.

You and every other child in your village had grown up hearing the tales of the monster that lived on the outskirts of town, hidden away in the dilapidated ruins of the manor. The adults would warn you all that children who misbehaved would be taken away by the monster, dragged through the woods and into that accursed building, where they would never be heard from again. The threat hung over all of your heads throughout your childhood and you remembered many sleepless nights as you laid perfectly still in bed, the bones of your knuckles jutting against your skin as you held onto your blanket, eyes wide in fright as you watched the window for a passing, monstrous shadow.

The Boynton Beast wasn’t the only monster that plagued your easily influenced imagination. While the Boynton Beast would target those who misbehaved, the Witch of Richdale would snatch up children who didn’t finish their chores and would force them to work in her frog-legged hut. The Banshee of the Eastern River would feast on the eyes of children who wandered too far from home after the sun had set and everyone knew that the Black Dogs hunted down children who lied to their parents.

But while you had outgrown the other stories, and had come to realize what they really were, elaborate ploys by the adults to get you all to behave, the whispered tales of the Boynton Beast followed you into your teenage years.

Each step against the marbled floors of the manor sounded thunderous as you stepped further inside. Everything smelled old and earthy, like mildew and rotted wood. The corners of the ceiling were covered in thick cobwebs that stretched to the tops of the door frames and the walls were decorated with dusty paintings and mirrors.

You didn’t want to disturb anything, lest you offend the monster hiding somewhere within the manor walls, and yet you couldn’t help but approach one of the larger paintings, squinting to try to see the art through the accumulated grime. It was a family portrait, you could tell that much, but the details of each individual was hidden away by the filth. Covering your free hand with your shawl, you gingerly wiped the dust away, slowly revealing a face.

A pale cheekbone, soft blue eyes, a glimpse of perfectly coiffed blonde hair-

“You shouldn’t be here.”

The lantern slipped from your hands, glass shattering as it hit the floor, submerging you in complete darkness.

Your breath came in short, staccato gasps as you stood there, body freezing up like a frightened rabbit at the end of a rifle. Your cunicular heart thumped wildly against your rib cage as you strained to see through the darkness to catch a glimpse of the monster.

Seconds passed you by but the voice said nothing else. You almost wondered if you had imagined it, until-

“It’s dangerous to travel these woods at night.”

The voice was much closer now, just mere feet away from you, and you couldn’t control the frightened whimper that slipped past your lips.

“C-Countess Boynton?” you whispered.

A hand touched yours- impossibly cold and moving impossibly slow as you felt fingers brush against yours. Fingers, not claws or talons, belonging to a human hand, not a gnarled paw like in the stories that haunted you throughout your life.

“You must be freezing,” the voice murmured as her hand curled around yours. “Come. Let’s get a fire started and you can explain why you’ve come here tonight while you warm up.”

A few kind words and a soft tug of your hand uprooted you from your spot as you blindly followed after the monster as she brought you deeper into the manor.

There had been many sightings of the Beast of Boynton Manor over the years, glimpses of dark fur moving between houses, claims of glowing red eyes lurking at the edge of the woods. From time to time, a few brave souls would venture out into the forest, seeking the glory and fame that would come with slaying the beast, but none had succeeded.

The monster was large, some said, larger than an adult bear with razor sharp claws, elongated, dripping fangs, and shaggy black fur. Others claimed that the monster was human-like, save for its unnaturally stretched out arms and wild, dark eyes. Every would-be monster hunter’s story was different from the next but even those discrepancies were explained away, for they said that the monster was capable of prying into your mind and mirroring your darkest fears.

Regardless of what the men all said they saw, they were all in agreement: the monster was something straight out of a nightmare.

The women of your village spoke differently of The Beast.

You came to a stop as the monster’s hand slid from yours. The voice instructed you to stay still and even though you still feared for your life, unsure if you would walk away from this encounter unscathed, you obeyed.

A small fire sprang to life in the center of a large, hewn stone fireplace just a few feet away from you and from the light of the flames, you could finally see the monster.

“There we go,” the Countess sighed as she took a step back from the fireplace. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Her hair looked golden in the flickering light and the way she held herself was regal and confident. With every blink of her eyes, her eyelashes brushed along the tops of her cheeks. Even her clothes were beautiful- you didn’t recognize the style of her dress, but you could see the fine detail of the lace hemmed against her skirts and running along her corset.

Then the Countess turned her eyes to you and your breath hitched in your throat. They were a brilliant blue in color and for a moment, you swore that you saw them glow unnaturally.

The fire crackled pleasantly while you stared at the Countess of Boynton Manor.

“… are you afraid?” she asked, her voice soft and melodic. You could only blink in reply. The Countess smiled gently at you before turning her eyes back to the fire. “What a silly question to ask, of course you are afraid. I can hear it, you know. Your heart.”

A cold pang of dread shot through your chest. You watched as the Countess laughed softly to herself, a sharp exhale of amusement.

“Ah, there it goes. It sounds as if it’s about to go leaping out of your chest.” For a brief moment, you wondered if that was even possible and in the next, the Countess was speaking again, seemingly as if she had read your mind. “I was only teasing, my dear. I can assure you that you are perfectly safe.”

The Countess clasped her hands together and turned to look at you once more, an earnest look now resting upon her face. “You are safe here, understand? No harm shall come to you while you are a guest in my home… as unexpected as your presence may be.”

“Sorry,” you apologized meekly.

The Countess crossed the small distance between you, feet moving soundlessly against the hardwood floors, and reached for your hand once more. “Standing over there won’t do you any good,” she said as she led you closer to the fireplace. Everything about the way she spoke to you, handled you, was delicate and precise.

You stood in-front of the fire and she encouraged you to sit down with a gentle press of her hand against your shoulder and down you went, settling on the floor. You folded your legs underneath your skirt, smoothing your hands momentarily over the fabric- threadbare and held together by uneven patchwork, the entire opposite of what the Countess was wearing- and finally settled your hands in your lap.

Unsurprisingly, the Countess did not join you on the floor. She remained on her feet, moving to stand behind you, hand lingering on your shoulder, the coldness of her hand seeping through your clothes and into your skin, the coldness too sharp for even the fire to warm.

“It has been many years since I’ve had a visitor.” The Countess lifted her hand to play with your hair, fingers idly twirling and caressing the loose strands. The back of her hand brushed up against the sensitive skin of your neck and you shivered as goosebumps rose along your arms. “Not many people are brave enough to knock on my door, never mind stroll right into my home.”

Although you were still acutely aware of your racing heart and the danger you were in, you could feel the tension slowly start to lift from your shoulders. It was a mix of the fire warming your skin, the Countess’s hands carding gently through your hair, and her soft, soothing voice washing over you. You were comfortable.

Or as comfortable as you could be, given the circumstances of your situation.

“I apologize for disturbing you,” you started, voice wavering and unsure. “But I have found myself in a dire situation and I fear that if I don’t get help-”

The Countess cut you off with a gentle shushing noise just as your shoulders started to tremble. “Breathe, my dear,” she instructed as her nails pleasantly scratched your scalp. “Breathe and tell me of your misfortune.”

You inhaled slowly and allowed your eyes to flutter shut.

“I’m engaged.” It wasn’t the eloquent start you had practiced on your way to the manor, but it was what came tumbling out of your mouth nonetheless. “I-I am engaged to a man who I do not love and who in return does not love me. He is powerful and wealthy, you see, and when he proposed, I was unable to refuse. He is brash, and arrogant, and quick to anger and although he has yet to raise his hand against me, I know it’s coming.” Your voice trembled as you spoke, opening your eyes as the Countess’s hand stilled in your hair. Although she was behind you, and therefore you could not see her to be sure, you had the impression that she was listening intently to your story.

“My fiance was married twice before and had another engagement between wives. Each one of them died within just a few months of meeting him and I-” you stopped for a moment and pushed down the terror that made your voice crack and your eyes tear up. “I know, without a doubt, that I am next. If I am to marry this man, I will turn up dead.”

Silence fell between you. It was so quiet that if it weren’t for her hand in your hair, you would wonder if the Countess was even still behind you. You gazed at the fire and watched the flames dance.

“In my village, there are stories,” you explained, voice barely louder than a whisper and yet you knew that the Countess could hear you. “Stories of a savior. The men talk of a fearsome beast but the women whisper of something that lives in the woods, something hundreds of years old, something beautiful. They say that in times of peril, if you venture into the woods and seek out the presence that lurks in the ruins of–”

The Countess’s hand left your hair and you found yourself stopping short, words cutting off suddenly. You tangled your fingers in the fabric of your skirt, eyes wide as you continued to watch the fire, both unable and unwilling to turn your head to look around for your hostess.

Your grandmother had told you the stories, stories echoed by the older women in your village. While the men of your village told nightmarish stories of the monster, the women spoke of gentler tales, full of kindness and retribution. They said that for the right price, the Countess could be persuaded to intervene in mortal matters, that she had a soft spot for the women of your village, that she would aid those in desperate need.

And so there you were, settled in front of the fire, asking a monster for help. Out of options, out of time.

“And do they speak of the price that must be paid?” The Countess’s voice lacked it’s earlier warmth.

“… They do not.”

Silence. You knew that the Countess was still in the room for you could feel her eyes boring into you, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up in primal alertness. Were you too blunt? Too rude? Should you have waited before unloading your troubles on her? A dozen different thoughts clouded your mind.

Faster than you could comprehend, faster than you could see, the Countess was crouching before you. With her back to the fire, her face was cast in shadow, and your breath caught in your throat, eyes widening at her sudden appearance.

“Eliminating your… problem would be simple,” she spoke, voice barely louder than a whisper and yet you heard her as clear as day. “It would be easy. I could free you of your burden tonight, if I so wished. But I ask you, what price are you willing to pay? To be safe, to be content, knowing that your life no longer hangs in the balance, I wonder- what would you give?”

Her words sent a chill down your spine and you had to swallow before you could answer her.

“A-Anything.”

“Anything?” she repeated and you could only nod as her eyes flashed, visible to you now in the darkness, a shining, beautiful blue.

The Countess cupped your face in her hand, her skin so cold against yours that it startled you into a small gasp. Cold as her hand was, it was smooth and tender, her thumb brushing against your cheek with a level of care you were unfamiliar with.

“Oh, you sweet little mouse, you don’t realize what you offer…”

The Countess curled her fingers and you could feel the sharp bite of her nails against your cheek. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from hers, not even as her other hand moved to the back of your head, tangling in your hair, holding your head still as she watched you with half lidded eyes, gaze appraising as she looked you over.

“ ‘Anything’, she says, not knowing what I could ask of her. What if I wanted everything you owned, down to the last coin, the last string of thread? Or, in return for what you’re asking of me, what if I wanted your life? Your blood, spilled here on my floor, or perhaps a promise to serve me until your pretty little heart stops beating in your chest?”

As she spoke, the Countess slid her hand down from your cheek, fingers gliding along your jaw and neck, before resting it over your chest, skin pressed to skin, the icy cold tips of her fingers resting just below your collarbone.

“Where would you draw the line? Your life, the promise of your first born child…. you?”

Her hand slid lower until the edge of her hand brushed against your breast, a mere ghost of a touch, and yet you gasped, hands clutching at your skirts, too nervous to reach out and touch her. Even with her face hidden by darkness, you could tell that she was smirking as she tugged at your hair, firmly, but still with care, and forced your head back further.

“What if I asked for you? For you to remain beside me and keep me company, for now, forever? What if I wanted you with me always, my pretty little mouse, so eagerly by side?” Her hand crept lower still, sliding under the loose fabric of your shirt, her palm pressing more firmly against you, nearly cupping you in her hand. Every inch of skin gliding against skin sent shock-waves through your body. You felt warm in a way you had never felt before- not by the hands of another, at least, and certainly not those of a woman.

It scared you, just how much you liked it.

“If I asked to have you here, with me, underneath me, trembling and begging for me, would you agree? Would you offer yourself to me?”

The Countess leaned in and her face was so close to yours that with every word, her lips brushed against yours. In that moment, her hand over your heart, your breast in her hand, her mouth nearly meeting yours, you knew what your answer would be.

With a smirk that you could feel, the Countess released her grip on your hair and pulled away. You chased after her for a moment, lips searching for hers, before you were brought back to the present moment with a giggle falling from her lips.

“No. Not like this. If you are to offer yourself to me, I wish for it to be of your own free will, of your own desire, and not as payment.”

You swallowed and nodded your head, feeling dazed, almost as if you had just woken up from a dream. The Countess reached out to caress your face, one last fleeting touch as if she couldn’t help herself, before mirroring you, resting her hands in her lap and folding her legs underneath her dress.

The fire started to dwindle behind her and the Countess made no move to rekindle the flames.

“… will you do it?” You surprised yourself by being the first to break the silence that had fallen between the two of you once more. “Will you help me?”

Your eyes were adjusted well enough to the fading light that you could see her face as the Countess regarded you carefully, her eyes never leaving yours.

“I will,” the Countess agreed with a soft exhale. The sense of relief you felt was so strong and sudden that tears once again pricked at the corners of your eyes. “I will help you, but I need something from you beforehand.”

The Countess reached for both of your hands and you gladly gave them to her. She held them carefully and her thumbs brushed along your knuckles as her eyes flashed an eerie blue once more.

“Do you know what I am, little mouse?”

A monster, you wanted to say, but the word felt wrong and sour on your tongue. Your fiance was a monster, but the woman in front of you? As inhuman as she may have been, she was kind, far kinder than most of the people in your small village. You shook your head in response.

“I am vampyr.” There was an audible weight to the word and the Countess waited for your reaction, perhaps a startled gasp or for you to yank your hands from her and flinch away in horror, and yet you remained still. The word was unfamiliar to you.

The Countess smiled. “I do not age, my dear, nor do I succumb to disease. I will remain eternal as I sit before you- unaging, unchanging, forever as I am. I was human once, many, many years ago, but I no longer have human needs. Sleep, water, food… There is only one thing I require for my continued existence.”

Holding your gaze, the Countess brought your hands up to her mouth and pressed a kiss to your knuckles.

“Blood.”

The fire died out and the room fell into complete darkness.

“Blood?” you repeated, brow furrowed in confusion. Even sitting in the dark, hands intertwined with the Countess’, who had just admitted the horrifying truth of her existence, you felt safe. The fear you had originally felt upon entering the Boynton Manor was no longer present, the feeling nothing but a distant memory, although no longer than an hour had passed, surely.

“Blood,” the Countess reaffirmed. “Your blood. It gives me strength and I will admit, it has been quite some time since I was last able to feed. With your blood, I will have the strength to deal with your fiance. That is all I ask- your blood, enough to strengthen me, and in return, a lifetime of freedom from your betrothed.”

Phrased as such, it was an easy deal to agree to, and yet you hesitated, if only for a moment. “How much will you need?”

“You will feel lightheaded afterwards,” the Countess admitted, a tinge of excitement to her voice, “and will surely need to rest for a few hours before you depart, but what I said earlier still remains true. You are safe here. I will only take what I need from you, nothing more. Within no time at all, you will be able to walk out of my home and return to your village.”

A few hours of your time and your blood. That was all that was asked of you. You squeezed the Countess’ hands in yours.

“Will it hurt?”

“It will feel like the prick of a needle against your neck, short and quick.”

You had no more questions. Your mind was made up the moment you set out for Boynton Manor, after all.

“… Okay.”

The Countess let out a slow, shaky breath and you swallowed nervously as she moved closer, the sound of shifting fabric audible in the otherwise silent space.

“Thank you, little mouse,” the Countess smiled and she leaned forward, her lips ghosting against your forehead in a phantom kiss. “You need not ever fear for your life again. I will protect you….”

One of her hands cupped your face gently while the other moved to your side, holding you still as her mouth trailed its way to your neck. You leaned your head to the side, offering more of yourself to her, and the Countess let out a pleased hum, her fingers clutching the fabric of your shirt. Her nose brushed against your pulse point and you could hear her inhale deeply just as you felt the pressure of two sharp points press into your skin ever so lightly.

“I will protect you, because you are mine.”

The Countess sunk her teeth into your neck.

White hot pain overtook your senses, starting in your neck but quickly shooting down your spine, and you could hardly do more than let out a pained noise as your hands flew to clutch at the Countess’ dress. It felt like every nerve was raw and exposed and you didn’t know how much longer you could bare it, the stinging pain, the racing of your heart, the feel of the Countess’ mouth against your skin-

The pain vanished, almost as quickly as it had started, and then you felt oddly at ease. The Countess continued to drink from you but the feeling was far from uncomfortable- it tingled in an almost soothing manner. Cold fingers stroked through your hair as everything started to feel hazy and a euphoric fog overtook your mind.

Seconds passed you by, although they could have been minutes, or hours, or even days, for how aware and coherent you were.

Your eyes fluttered shut, the Countess pulled away, mumbling soft praises against your throat, and then everything went black.

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The forest was bathed in a warm, golden light as the sun started its descent against the horizon. Except for the occasional gust of wind that sent the last stubborn leaves falling to the ground, the woods were quiet- save for your hurried steps against the forest floor, leaves and pine needles crunching underfoot. There was a nip to the air and your breath was visible in front of you as you made your way between the trees, careful not to let your shawl get tangled in the bushes you passed.

Two days had passed since you had last walked this path through the woods. Two beautiful, perfect days.

The hardest part had been acting like you weren’t absolutely delighted by the sudden and, at least, for the other villagers, unexpected death of your fiance.

His body had been found behind his house, just at the edge of the woods, half-hidden among the treeline. It had been a violent and nasty affair, according to the men that found him, for they had prevented you from seeing the carnage yourself. After his body had been found and brought to the church, you managed to take a glance at the crime scene, had seen the blood soaked ground where he had spent his final moments.

Funeral arrangements were still being made and as the village mourned the loss of one of their own, no one batted an eye as you slipped away. You were, after all, a grieving woman.

In the fading afternoon light, Boynton Manor looked almost inviting.

A flood of excitement washed over you as the building came into view with its steep-pitched roofs and fading paint. All too eager to cross through the front doors, you took the stone steps two at a time and nearly threw yourself against the oaken doors. Dust particles floated in the shafts of light that came in through the newly opened doors and a few stray leaves came swirling in at your heels.

“Countess Boynton!” you called out, a giddy tremble to your voice as you paused in the foyer to catch your breath, eyes wide in wild excitement. “Countess, you did it!”

As before, no immediate answer came.

The door swung shut behind you just as you walked further into the manor. The lingering daylight crept in through the dusty windows as you made your way from one room to the next, searching for the manors’ only inhabitant.

The Countess was waiting for you in the sitting room, her back to you as she stood by one of the many windows that faced the back of the property, hand resting against the moth-eaten curtains. Her gaze was trained outside but somehow you knew that she was aware of your presence as you came to a stop further in the room, just a few feet away.

“Countess,” you said with a breathy exhale, stopping to curtsy even though she couldn’t see it. “You- I owe you-”

“You owe me nothing,” came the Countess’ reply as she turned her head, not quite looking at you but still speaking over her shoulder. Hearing her voice again had your heart thumping rapidly against your chest. Only two days had passed since your last encounter and yet it was two days too many. “We had a deal and I held up my end of the bargain.”

There was a certain finality to her voice that gave you pause as you fiddled with the fabric of your skirts, eyes cast to the floor. You hadn’t considered the fact that, just maybe, she wasn’t eager to see you again, that maybe she didn’t want to see you again. You curtsied again, if only for lack of anything else to do, feeling uncomfortable and incapable of standing still.

“I- I wanted to see you again,” you admitted, voice honest and vulnerable. “I wanted to thank you, for you have saved my life, Countess, and although I have already paid for your service, I shall forever be in your debt.”

The Countess remained by the window, her gaze caught somewhere between you and the glass. In the fading twilight, you could see something close to amusement flicker across her face.

“… Lucy.”

“I’m sorry?”

“My first name,” she replied with an airy laugh, finally turning to face you, hands folded in front of her. “You may call me Lucy; I believe we are past such formalities as titles at this point, are we not?”

“Lucy,” you repeated, almost savoring the word in your mouth. You decided that it was a beautifully perfect name.

“Had I known you’d be visiting, I would have prepared for your arrival,” Lucy explained with a faint gesture of her hand towards the rest of the room, which was covered in dust and had the musty smell of a place long abandoned. “Forgive me, but I had assumed that our paths wouldn’t cross again.”

“Why wouldn’t they?”

“No one ever comes back here,” Lucy said simply. To her, it was a basic fact, as if she had said that the sky was blue, and yet you couldn’t help but feel saddened by this truth. Even monsters must get lonely, you thought.

You met her eyes and spoke slowly but surely. “Well here I am.”

“Here you are,” Lucy repeated, the ghost of a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. She crossed the space between you, nearly gliding against the floor for how smooth and gracefully she walked, and once she was close enough, she reached out to you. You eagerly found yourself closing the remaining distance and her hands cupped your face.

“My brave little mouse,” she said fondly, smoothing her thumbs against your cheeks. You leaned into the touch like a house cat. “Although I wonder: is it bravery that sent you back here, or was it foolishness?”

Carefully, and feeling particularly brave, you brought your hands up and encircled one around her wrist, the over moving to lay atop one of hers. You didn’t pull or push her away but instead allowed your touch to rest against hers, enjoying the feeling of your hands against her skin, as cold and smooth as stone. “Perhaps I simply wished to thank you and spend more time in your company?”

“Foolishness it is then,” Lucy decided with a teasing smile.

You frowned, lower lip jutting out in a small pout, and Lucy laughed as she leaned forward and pressed a lingering kiss against your forehead.

“Come now,” she said against your skin before moving back just enough to wind her arm through yours, tugging you to her side as she started to lead you out of the sitting room. “Let me give you a tour of my home and as we walk, you can tell me all about what’s happened these past few days. I hear there’s been a death in your village?”

A small, delighted laugh stumbled past your lips, and you turned your head to stifle the noise against her shoulder as Lucy led you deeper into her home, a mirrored laugh bubbling from her chest just a moment later.

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Stars twinkled over head and even though the moon was obscured by clouds, the forest was bathed in a soft and silver light. The air was cold and sharp, the kind of sharpness that was usually followed by snow, and your teeth hadn’t stopped chattering since the moment you stepped out your front door.

You didn’t know what you were going to do once winter came around. You had clothes for the colder weather, but they weren’t made for trekking your way across the woods that separated your village from the Boynton Manor.

Lucy. Just the knowledge that you would be seeing her soon was enough to inspire you to keep walking, even if your feet started to ache from the cold.

It was too late to question yourself, but as you trudged through the forest, closer to the manor than to your nice, warm bed, you wondered if you were making the right decision in seeking out the Countess once more.

Your last visit had been unexpected and Lucy had been pleasant enough, but she hadn’t exactly asked you to return. Not in words, anyways, but as she had walked you to the door later that evening, an evening that passed almost two weeks ago, you could practically see an unasked question waiting on the tip of her tongue.

Lucy had kissed you goodbye, her lips pressed against your cheek, the corner of her mouth meeting yours, and when she pulled her hands away from where they had been resting on your sides, she looked at you wistfully. You could have been imagining things, reading into your goodbye just a little too much, but Lucy had acted as if she hadn’t wanted you to leave.

And the truth of the matter was you hadn’t wanted to leave.

You had only known the Countess for two evenings, and yet already knew you were far more comfortable with her than with anyone else in your village. Had she put you under a spell with those enchanting eyes of hers? Had her feeding from you created a bond that had you yearn for her touch, for her very presence? Or was it simply the start of something beautiful?

You didn’t know. But you’d have your answers soon enough when you finally arrived at Lucy’s manor.

Two weeks. Two weeks had passed since you had last spent time in Lucy’s company and so much had changed for you. Your fiance had been buried deep under the frost-coated ground for several days and yet you had been unable to sneak away from your home. Early winter was a busy and difficult time of year for your village as everyone worked hard to prepare for the colder months and it felt like everyone in the village was determined to keep you busy. You knew that they meant well, that your loved ones were simply trying to keep you busy to take your mind off your ruined engagement, but all you wanted was a moment to sneak away into the darkness.

The rumors of your fiance’s unexpected passing had only just started to quiet down just a few days prior. People had naturally pinned it on an animal attack, an unfortunate occurrence that was not unheard of for your village, and although most people pinned the tragedy on some hungry animal, you had heard in passing whispers that some believed that The Beast was responsible. If only they knew how right they were.

(During the funeral service, you had met the eyes of your grandmother and what you had found there was understanding and acceptance. No words were exchanged between the two of you that night. There hadn’t been a need for it.)

After what felt like hours, you finally reached the edge of the forest and the start of the Boynton Manor grounds and what you saw made you pause, feet stuttering against the ground.

The windows looked cleaner and the debris that had lingered around the front of the building had been removed, but what caught your eye was the doorway. The grand oaken doors were open in invitation and a set of candles were lit just inside the foyer and as you moved closer and walked up the front stairs, you could see more candles leading a path deeper into the building.

Lucy had been waiting and preparing for your return.

You hadn’t been alone in your blossoming feelings towards the other woman.

Pulling your shawl closer around you and with a smile so wide that your cheeks already started to ache, you were all too happy to walk across the threshold of the Boynton Manor, eager to throw yourself into the arms of the monster that was waiting within.