#doppelganger on the docks

[whumpdrivethru]

can i get a whumpee who was kidnapped by whumper and interrogated, but it turns out whumper got the wrong person and whumpee is completely innocent. whumper feels bad for what they did but can’t risk letting whumpee go in case they tell authorities. now they’re stuck with each other but whumpee is still extremely terrified of whumper, and they have to try and make whumpee feel safe again. (hope this makes sense, thanks!)

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“I-I told you,” Whumpee whimpered, “I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

Whumper backhanded Whumpee across the face. Whumpee cried out and shrank back in their chair as far as the bindings would allow.

“I’m growing impatient with you, [Name],” Whumper said coldly, opening a switchblade, “I guess I’ll just have to make another mark.”

“Please!” Whumpee begged, “I’m not [Name], I swear!”

Whumper plunged the blade into Whumpee’s shoulder. Not very deep, but enough for Whumpee to scream.

“Enough of your games,” Whumper growled, “it’s impressive that you’ve kept up the lie this long, but-“

“Boss?”

Whumper sighed in exasperation.

“What?” Whumper barked, not looking away from Whumpee.

“We’ve found [Name] in a safehouse near the docks,” Right Hand said, “turns out this one is just a doppelganger.”

Right Hand gestured to Whumpee.

“What!?” Whumper said, whipping around to face Right Hand, “then who have I been interrogating!?”

Whumpee let out a choked sob as blood dribbled from their various wounds.

“Go,” Whumper said, “bring them in, I’ll deal with this one.”

Right Hand nodded and left the room. Whumper turned back to Whumpee, any traces of anger gone from their face.

“Hey,” Whumper said, “shh, it’s okay. You’ve done nothing wrong.”

Whumper started to untie Whumpee. Once they were freed, Whumper stood back to give them their space. Whumpee shakily stood up, then their knees buckled. Whumper dove to catch them.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Whumper said, “I should’ve known you wouldn’t be able to stand. What’s your name?”

“I’ve been trying to tell you,” Whumpee stammered, “my name is Whumpee.”

“That’s right, you did say that,” Whumper said softly, “…it’s gonna be okay, Whumpee. I’m going to take care of you.”

Whumper discreetly pulled out a soaked rag. They gently but firmly placed it over Whumpee’s mouth and nose.

“Hm? Mmph!?”

“Shh,” Whumper said, “I’m so sorry. Just go to sleep.”

Whumpee struggled in Whumper’s grip; their efforts were pitiful at best. Eventually, Whumpee drifted off in Whumper’s hold.

…

Whumper sat by Whumpee’s bedside as they slept. They had brought them to the best guest room in their mansion. At first glance, one wouldn’t even know it was more than just a guest room. But upon closer inspection, one would notice the tiny security cameras, the bulletproof, locked windows, and the reinforced door that only had a lock on one side- the outside. Other than those things, it was a beautiful room, and a much better space than Whumpee’s previous arrangements.

Whumper watched the steady rise and fall of Whumpee’s bandaged chest with bubbling guilt. They had taken an innocent person and subjected them to a horrific interrogation that had lasted for hours. It was a wonder the poor thing was still alive.

A gasp roused Whumper out of their thoughts. They looked to see Whumpee trying and failing to sit up in bed.

“Hey hey, easy now,” Whumper said, pushing them back down, “it’s okay.”

Whumpee’s eyes fell on Whumper, and they flinched hard.

“Wh-Where-” they started.

‘Where are you?” Whumper sighed, “I’m sorry to say you’re in your new home. My home.”

“What!?”

“Don’t excite yourself, it’s all going to be fine,” Whumper said, “let me explain everything.”

Whumpee didn’t speak. Whether it was because they genuinely wanted to hear them out or because they were terrified, Whumper wasn’t sure.

“I am the leader of a certain organization,” Whumper explained, “and there has been someone, someone called [Name], that has been getting in the way of my plans. Unfortunately for you, you bear a striking resemblance to them, and my men took you instead of them.”

Whumpee just stared with tears in their eyes.

“I’ve made a terrible error,” Whumper continued, “and as much as I would like to patch you up and send you on your way, I can’t do that. I’m afraid you’ll be staying with me for the foreseeable future. I am truly sorry, Whumpee.”

“You mean… you’re not letting me go?” Whumpee asked.

Whumper shook their head.

“Again, I am sorry.”

Whumpee stared off into nothing while tears ran down their face. Whumper reached out to comfort Whumpee, but they flinched again. Whumper sighed and retracted their hand.

“I’ll leave you alone to get acclimated,” Whumper said, “if you need anything, press the call button on the wall and someone will come in to assist you.”

Whumper stood and headed for the doorway. They heard Whumpee sniffle just as they crossed the threshold and closed the door, locking it behind them.

“Boss?” Right Hand asked.

Whumper looked over at Right Hand.

“Anything they need, Right Hand, it’s theirs,” Whumper said, “but don’t let them leave the building. Heck, don’t let them leave that room. They’re hurt, and the last thing my conscience needs is to learn that they died from a botched escape attempt.”

Right Hand nodded. Whumper left to clear their head, trying to ignore the sobs that came from Whumpee’s room.

-you have been served by Huffle! Please come again!

[water-to-drink]

Be a Gladiolus in a Field of Belladonnas pt6

Encased In Ice

(Summary): After your sudden alliance with the fatui, it seems your plans of vengeance are possible

Part 1 Last Part Next Part

✧ Masterlist ✧

(Characters): Childe, traveler!Lumine, abyss prince!Aether, Paimon, Pulcinella, Capitano, Dottore, Pierro, Sandrone, Pantalone, The Tsarita, (the others are there they just aren’t mentioned), ??? & ???

(Warnings): Not beta read

(A/n): This took way longer than expected (writer’s block is a bitch), but it’s here. Now that I know where I want this fanfic to go hopefully y’all like what I have planned

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“DAMNIT!!!!”

The shrill voice was accompanied by the sound of a gold chalice being slammed on the marble floor

“What do you mean, there’s been no sight of them?!” Your doppelganger asked the cowering soldiers

“We’re sorry your Grace. We’ve combed through every corner and still there hasn’t been sight of them!” A nameless soldier spoke

“It’s only been a few weeks, they must be hiding somewhere!”

“We’re trying to find the imposter as best as we can-”

“Then try harder! GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!!!!” The almost animalistic shriek sent the soldiers scurrying out of the room like rats

The doppelganger drags their hands across their face, revealing the dark circles that started to appear due to lack of sleep caused by anxiety

“Fuck, they’re probably assembling an army. And they’re gonna come after me and take my head like I almost took theirs….” The doppelganger grab chunks of their hair and begin to pull in an attempt to alleviate their growing panic. “Uhh? Yeah, you’re right. We just need to find them before their army can go against me. We have 6 nations and their archons under our thumb. There’s no way they can face us.” The doppelganger releases the grip on their hair. “I don’t know I would do without you…”

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The trip wasn’t that bad, the only part that you didn’t care for was trying to get Aether and Childe not to kill each other. Other than that, everything’s been alright. The crew treated you nicely, you introduced them to some card games from your world and played some of them on the regular to keep occupied

And before you knew it you reached the shore of the snowy nation, Snezhnaya. A familiar man with a short stature and tall hat waved as you walked onto the dock

“Your Grace, I’m glad you arrived to outr beauty nation safely. Though I wish it was under better circumstances.” Pulcinella said

“I’m just happy that you even allow me here, it’s nice not having to worry about being hunted down.”

“I do hope you find respite in our country, your Grace.” The elderly man turned his head toward Lumine. “I see you brought… the traveler.”

“She was the first one to help me evade capture and saved my life multiple times. Without her I wouldn’t be talking to you right now and I won’t stand for any of your subordinates to harm her or her Paimon in anyway, am I clear with that?”

“Y-yes, let me lead the way, your Grace.”

The harbinger began walking and you and your party soon follow him

“Woo, you gave Paimon a scare back there! It’s almost like you were a completely different person!”

“I have to agree with her, you looked like a sergeant giving orders to new recruits.” Childe leaned in and whispered. “This might be the only time I’ve seen him scared like this!”

Pulcinella lead you to the gate of Zapolyarny Palace. The inside looked absolutely beautiful. You walked down icy blue halls that seemed to be made of ice. The walls had intricate patterns painted onto them, a wall even a mural that was too far away to decipher them. The elderly man opened two big doors and held his head high

“Behold! The Divine Creator of Teyvat!” Pulcinella announced

All of the 8 attendees stood up and watched as you entered the room. Your eyes fixed onto the person in the center

A woman stood proud, a silver crown sat on top of icy blonde hair with light blue tips framing a pale face. Her eyes were a piercing blue and looked colder than the frigid weather outside.

The cryo archon. The Tsarita herself before you

“It is an honor to be blessed by your divine presence, your Grace.” She greeted as she and the other harbingers bowed

“There’s no need for the formalities, I’m grateful that you’re all helping me. But my double doesn’t know that I’m here, I wouldn’t want to put any of you in danger.”

“Only a select few know that you are here, your Grace. We can’t risk your safety by having knowledge of your whereabouts get leaked.” Capitano explained

“We’re already working on a plan to defeat the true imposter and as we this carry out, you can stay in palace for as long as you need.” Pierro said

“Thank you, but I request something else from you.”

“Anything, just say it and we will make come into fruition.” The Tsarita promised

“I need to take part in this plan.” The Harbingers shared glances at each other unsure of what to say. “I can’t sit around knowing that my doppelganger is out there, abusing their power and making the lives of people worse.” You put your hand on your chest. “So I request that you would lend me your resources, because I want to be the one to take my doppelganger off of the throne!”

As your voice bounced off the cold walls the Harbingers all looked at you in horror

“Your Grace, we can’t let you do that in good faith. Your powers aren’t the same as they were when you last walked Teyvat.” Sandrone pleaded

“I know, but Childe told me that you have stones that are the supposed remains of the Creator.”

“We do, but we don’t know if your human form would be able to utilize the effects of these gems and not reject it completely.” Dottore tried to reason

“Bring the gem in.”

The Harbingers turned their heads towards the Tsarita. All wanting to object but can’t bring themselves to do so

“Alright… your majesty.” Pulcinella said as he tried to stead his voice. “You heard her majesty, bring the holy stone in.” He said to an attendant guarding the door

Said attendant rushed out of the room and soon came back into the room with another attendant carting in a glass case containing a glowing stone.

Once the cart was in front of you, you admired the gem. Seeing it on a screen is one thing but seeing it glow with your own two eyes, it truly looked it was something holy

“Uh you know don’t have to do this, you might get hurt really badly.” Paimon pleaded

“She’s right, we can find another way to get your hold powers back.” Lumine suggested

“Your Grace, that is one thing I agree with them on. We nor you don’t know what would happen if you touch that stone.” Aether was the last one to urge you against this idea

For a second you thought maybe it was a bad idea to connect with it, but you had to do what needs to be done

“As I said, I’m a hell of a lot more resilient than I look.” You gave the Harbingers and the twins the most reassuring smile you could muster

You turned your attention back to the gem and mentally prepared yourself. You finally expended your hand and touched the Primogem

A flash of light enveloped you and…

Nothing happened

You looked around the room to see if anything was out of place, except for the gem being gone

“D-did the Primogem vanish?” You asked mainly to yourself

“It looked as if it had fused with you.” Aether replied

“How do you feel, is there anything out of usual?” Lumine asked

“Not that different. If the rock didn’t fuse with me I would’ve assumed it didn’t work.”

“It appears to be that these ‘Primogems’ have a lot less power than what we originally believed.” Pantalone muttered to himself

“If that’s the case, then I’ll put an order on searching these gems.” The Tsarita declared

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Things at the Grand Narukami Shrine have been… tense, to say the least

Everyone is so agitated at the news of an imposter still loose somewhere. It really isn’t a desirable environment to read light novels. But the Guuji is having much more fun listening to the shrine maidens expressing their concerns about the possibility of said impostor in their humble nation

“I’m just saying, where else would that rat go than here!” The shrine maiden Nana said

“It would be very foolish on their part, the Shogun and her army would immediately drive them out!” Hotomi scoffed

“Enough of that nonsense.”

The two shrine maiden turned towards the sound of the voice and saw the Shogun walking into view

“Al-almighty Shogun, we’re honored that you visited us, is there anything we can do for you!” Hotomi stammered through

“Leave, and tell everyone you see here to do the same.” The purple haired woman said

The two women run towards the stairs scared of the wrath they might face if they stall any longer

Once seeing that the shrine was truly empty the Shogun turned towards the youkai, who was enjoying her tea

“My, my, that was a little harsh to scare them away like that.” The Kitsune mused while standing up from her seat. “Seeing you here, I would assume you have something important to tell me.”

The head shrine maiden walked towards the taller woman

“So what do you have to tell me, puppet?”

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[baek-at-it-again95]

Walk The Plank (KHJ x fem reader)

Chapter 11: Who Are You?

You had grown up hearing tales about the infamous pirate crew ATEEZ—the fearless, power-hungry men that roamed the seas in search of the most valuable treasure they could lay their hands on. You almost didn’t believe the stories your mother had told you as a child...not until you wound up on their ship  

Warnings for this chapter: slight indications of a panic attack, angst

A/N: Maybe too much seonghwa fluff but...is there ever too much?

Previous: Chapter 10, Masterlist

Chapter 11: Who Are You?

"What did you say?" Hongjoong manages to get out, his gaze not once leaving the man in black. 

"That he's you," you whisper again, fearing that if you say it any louder, they will have you deemed insane. The man in black locks eyes with the captain. They are the same eyes. Looking back at each other. He seems less bewildered than everyone else, proceeding to glance around the room as he straightens his coat. 

"Who are you and where do you come from?" your captain demands. 

"Certainly not from here. Your friend over there traveled to my universe using the Cromer. Lucky for her, she seems to have jumped back to the right one."

"The right one?" Hongjoong repeats, softly loosening your grip on his arm.

"Correct. There are more dimensions than we can keep track of. She could have ended up anywhere." Hongjoong's efforts are no use as your fingers clamp around his arm once again.

"If you speak the truth that there are an uncountable number of universes...how do you return?" 

"That's the problem." He gestures towards you. "She has the best shot of using the magic correctly." Your eyebrows furrow.

"But I am not even sure how I did it. Before I jumped, or whatever you call it, I had no intent to do so. I heard my name come from the object, so I curiously picked it up, and then I ended up where I found you. It was terrifying."

"It called to you?" he asks. You nod hesitantly.

"Perhaps there is a reason I am here..."

"So, what?" Seonghwa starts. "Are you suggesting we wait until it calls out to her again? If that does not happen soon, then what?"

"I'm not sure. But because I am not meant to be here, it won't be long before the Guardians attempt to restore order again. They will be after us."

"You know of the Guardians?" Yunho asks, eyes wide with fear. Mingi places a hand on his shoulder as the man in black nods.

"Is that who was chasing you?" you ask, slightly stepping out from behind Hongjoong.

"Yes. The Guardians, Android Guardians, whatever you wish to call them, are created by the higher government to do their bidding. They keep us under control. They will wreck any timeline to achieve what they see as perfect. I have not been the most...model citizen of my world, and so they were sent after me. It was unfortunately not my first encounter with them. They had taken something very valuable from me long ago." He looks up to meet your gaze, jaw clenched.

"Do not let them get to you." Your heart rate speeds up, fear creeping up on you once more.

"Why would they be after her?" Wooyoung asks.

"Someone who travels across worlds is powerful, Cromer or not. She has an ability. Abilities like that could be seen as a threat to the Guardians." A shiver runs down your spine. He has to be telling the truth, and it sounds dreadfully similar to the situation of Yunho's brother. The situation that did not end well.

"We will not be letting them take her," Hongjoong replies. His doppelganger gives a single nod of understanding as the door to the deck swings open. A crew member sticks his head inside, unaware of the serious matters at hand. 

"We will be docking shortly, Captain!"

"Aye." Hongjoong turns to Seonghwa. "Keep watch until we dock. Do not, and I repeat, do not let Y/N or this man out of your sight." He straightens up and turns on his heel, heading out the door after your crew mate. You can't shake away your growing anxiety as you watch him leave.

Seonghwa looks to the others. "Everyone else get to work. Yeosang, you stay and guard the door." Everyone scrambles around at his demand, leaving and preparing to dock. The quiet Yeosang is not-so-arguably one of the strongest crew mates on board. He would take down anyone in a fight if necessary, which is why Seonghwa asked him to remain here. Like the captain, his eyes never waver as he watches the man in black.

Seonghwa notices you shifting your weight between your feet and gives you a look of defeat. He comes over, taking your hands in his.

"Y/N, I know what you are thinking. This is not your fault. Who could have predicted that this would happen?"

"I k-know but..." You bite your lip. You can't seem to keep your emotions from spilling as you speak. "I'm scared, Hwa. What if the Guardians come after me?" you whisper, your breaths becoming more shallow and frantic.

"We will do everything to keep that from happening, angel." 

"I...Hwa..." You whimper, pulling your face into his chest and holding him tight. He seems hesitant, but after a moment, his arms lower to rest on your back. He strokes your hair lightly, calming you down until your breathing matches his own.

"We will figure this out. Don't worry your pretty little head, Y/N."

You sniff, slowly removing yourself from his chest. You notice that Yeosang and the mysterious man watch with pained expressions as Seonghwa helps you collect yourself. You wonder what they're thinking. Does Yeosang think you're weak? Is he worried, like you are? 

You decide you'd rather not know. Hwa has you sit in his sights until the ship docks, and you finally find yourself calm as you await the captain's return.

***

You lie awake, wondering how the very treasure you were all so determined to obtain could turn your world upside down in mere days. 

Hongjoong had forbade you from leaving the ship tonight, unable to walk around until sunrise. On top of that, you must be accompanied by another person. You're not complaining, as you do not want anything to happen...but the restrictions cause your mind to create scenarios about the worst of the worst. So, now you can't sleep. You thought about maybe sneaking up to the captain's cabin, but you did not want to disturb him after such a draining day. I mean, how must he feel after you disappear and then reappear with a version of him from another universe? The captain is strong for being able to stay collected. If you were in his shoes, you probably would have fainted on the spot.

You are also left terribly curious about his look-a-like. How similar to your Hongjoong is he? Does he have a family that he's left behind? Your heart aches at the thought. And the biggest thing that you wonder...what had the Guardians taken from him? Was he trying to get it back, and that's why he was causing trouble within his own world?

You sit up in your bed, making a decision before you can even rationalize it. You listen out for any other noise amongst the soft snoring of your crew mates. When you peek from the curtains that cover the sick beds where you reside, it looks like everyone is asleep. You creep across the cabin with new intentions of sneaking down to the brig. That is where the other Hongjoong was to stay for now, though Seonghwa had assured that he would not be treated as a prisoner. It was just a safety precaution; a preventative measure to keep the Cromer safe. 

You hold your breath as you tiptoe around, grabbing a lantern from the deck before navigating to the lowest level of the ship that you so rarely see.  When you arrive at the brig, you remain silent, checking to see if the "prisoner" is awake.

"Hello." You jump a little, not expecting him to greet you so fast, if at all.

"Hello," you whisper.

"Are you here to interrogate me?" He sits close to the metal bars that block him, back resting against the wall. You place the lantern between you, allowing you to see his face a bit more clearly, and he, yours.

"No. Well...I do have lots of questions."

"I'm sure you do. I will answer what I can." You nod. "Go on, then," he prompts.

"What is your name? How similar are you to our Captain?" 

"My name is Kim Hongjoong. My life story differs from that of your captain. I am not a pirate by any means in my world. But we are similar. Alternate versions of each other...same name, same face..."

"I see. The people on our ship...do you know alternate versions of them in your world?"

"Yes. Quite a few."

"Wow," you whisper to yourself. "What had the Guardians taken from you before?" you ask. In the warm glow of the lamp light, you see the man grimace.

"I do not wish to speak about it."

"But why? What if we could get it bac-"

"Enough, Y/N." You close your mouth as he snaps at you. You understand why he would be angry about recalling such a negative memory, but you can't help but be hurt by his reaction.

"Apologies," you whisper, your eyes dropping to the floor. 

"I-"

"It is alright. I have overstayed...I am not even supposed to be here. Rest well, Hongjoong. I will see you when the sun rises." You leave the lantern behind and exit before he can protest. 

You carefully climb the ladder to the deck, moving slowly so you don't miss a rung in the dark. When you reach the top of the ladder, a force grabs you by your shirt collar and pulls you up. You squeak, covering your mouth with your hand before you come face to face with Hongjoong.

"Y/N?" His eyes soften. "What are you doing?"

"I...I thought I heard a noise. I could not sleep until it was investigated."

"And you went alone?" he asks. You don't answer him. "Go to my quarters. I will be there in a moment." You silently follow his orders, shuffling away without looking back.

>>chapter 12

[thepromisedchild]

Lena Pinethorn (Minette Cerise) was born a princess to an Italian kingdom some 19 years ago. Her mother, Queen Marjorie Cerise, made a deal with the notorious Rumpelstiltskin to save her own life, and months later he came to collect payment in the form of her first born child.

Marjorie gave birth to two twin girls, one with hair deepest brown like her own, and one – the firstborn – with hair like a golden sun. Like the gold she so desperately needed Rum to spin for her all that time ago. She named them Elionwy and Minette respectively, and came clean to her husband, King Aydin, about the bargain she had made. In attempt to thwart Rum, they tried to pass of a peasant baby as the first child.

He saw through this because he'd placed a spell on Marjorie while pregnant so that the firstborn would have golden hair. He took the child and vanished. For years, the search was on, but no one could find the missing princess or the elusive sylph that had stolen her away.

Far in the Welsh countryside, Rum raised Minette as his own, giving her a name he claimed to have taken from the sun goddess in a bargain. Lena.

She loved this man who she thought was her father. On her eighth birthday, an old hag located them and cursed her, for her "father" stealing her name. Losing one's name can destroy the mind.

Now when Lena touches salt water on a full moon, she becomes a creature of the deep. A siren.

This wasn't a problem until years later, when Rum sold her to the Chinese emperor as a performer to protect her from his enemies. This betrayal cut deep and every day for two years, Lena searched for a way to escape.

Pirates raiding the treasury at the palace on the coast was not the way out she expected, but she took the opportunity and stayed with the pirates for four years, learning and honing her abilities until she became a master herbalist.

One day while docked for repairs in Stacia, Italy, she injured herself looking for a rare herb. A girl in a hood helped her, but when she removed that hood, it revealed a very familiar, freckled face. Lena was staring at herself, the only difference being that this doppelganger had brown hair.

She introduced herself as Elionwy, princess of Stacia. For hours, they talked, and connected the dots. After a few days of lessons to each other, they swapped places.

In disguise with a wig, Lena now has to learn all she can about being a princess to maintain her cover. Jassin, the blind royal tutor, figures her out right away but agrees to help her learn. He is a brutal but effective teacher, and with the help of Mable, her handmaiden, they may just pull this off.

However, a visiting king and prince from another kingdom may sabotage everything the trio have worked for. Lena's recklessness might be her undoing.

[guiltypleasurefandomface]

Rufus Taylor wouldn't happen to spend yesterday wandering around by the Albert docks with a large rucksack on, would he???

Logical brain says, no. Why would he be by himself, especially with the city still on alert for riots and protests? Why a rucksack???

The other half of my brain.... We're a tourist city, there's multiple hotels by the Albert dock and why can't the man be alone for half an hour?

The guy passed us twice and I'm telling you, he looked like Rufus Taylor.

On the third hand, everyone has a doppelganger or two and maybe this guy was Rufus Taylor's.

[dustedmagazine]

Rosali — Bite Down (Merge)

Rosali Middleton experienced a lot of change in the lead up to recording her fourth solo album, Bite Down. She relocated to North Carolina and changed labels to Merge Records. Some constants remain. Her collaboration with Mowed Sound, a group of players who work with a number of artists, continues. The recording is also augmented by keyboardist Ted Bois, who melds well with the rest of the musicians.

Rosali’s interest in experimentation, which she has explored under other monikers, has gradually infiltrated her solo work. She goes the furthest to date towards it on Bite Down, which includes noise elements that distress the edges of songs that could easily be successfully presented in more straightforward contexts.Pinpointing Rosali as rock or folk or country is overly reductive. She takes things song by song, with varying styles and approaches.

The album opens with “On Tonight,” featuring briskly overlapping rhythm guitar riffs, some by Mowed Sound, but Rosali plays guitar as well as sings. There is an arcing  melody in synth strings and, a signature for Bite Down, multi-tracked vocals. Rosali’s voice has an impressive range, from low alto to dulcet soprano. “Rewind” is a love song with lyrics about seeking stability in a romance. Its chorus provides a memorable hook: “I love you, And I know you love me too, Be the same you, I’ll rewind for you.”

“Hills on Fire” is one of my favorite songs on Bite Down. Country adjacent, it features a keening vocal melody and East Nashvillian arrangement. The extended slide guitar introduction is succeeded by a winsome vocal and several solo breaks. This is Rosali’s voice at its most gentle, cooing in her upper register.

The title track is something of a feature for Bois, whose electric piano sets a mid-tempo syncopated groove buoyed by the rhythm section, and synths that add sustained tones ghosting the vocals. Mowed Sound particularly distinguishes themselves here. Biting down is taken here as grasping at what’s real, with which the narrator struggles. There’s also a veiled reference to Virginia Woolf’s suicide: “I keep on walking, Putting rocks in my pocket, I’m drawn to the docks and Eternal Life.” Ultimately, we learn that it is a plea for help from a beloved: “Everything has a price, What’s it worth to you?” The music belies the sobering subject matter, but also lets us know there remains a suppleness of step that, we hope, will afford the narrator the courage to turn away from the water. “Is It Too Late” depicts the murky mornings of depression, with a resolve to keep going. Here, the moody guitar riff and florid singing match the challenges depicted in the lyrics.

Rocking out is on the menu, particularly evident on the penultimate track, “Change Is in the Form,” a doppelganger of a Neil Young song with attractive layered backing vocals juxtaposed with an inexorable groove and duo guitar solos. “Hopeless” has a strong backbeat and a number of instrumental breaks. It is about accepting the end of a relationship while remembering its previous laughter and joy. “Slow Pain” immediately follows, and its musical vibe and lyrics suggest it is a companion (estranged companion) song: “​Have you seen my grief? Hold it so I don’t spill out, Keep quiet and wait it out.” It has one of the most extended guitar solos on the album, which closes the song with verve and virtuosity. Such plaintive lyrics occasionally make bopping one’s head to the memorable tunes seem like a guilty pleasure. The connections between pleasure and pain seem to coalesce in much of Rosali’s work, and it is the better for it.

Bite Down ends with an extended song, “May it Be On Offer,” which clocks in at five and three-quarter minutes. It has a slow paced, loping rhythm, once again with overlapping guitars, both acoustic and electric, that presents a stark contrast to “Change Is In the Form.” Its vocal melody, again country adjacent in construction, sits in the mid-register, sung with a repeating melody in speech-like declamation. The lyrics depict contemplation of the struggles that have come before on the recording, with a pointed question asked by so many that serves as the album’s enigmatic close: ​​”And I’ll sit for hours, Gazing at the light, And I do wonder, If I waste my life. No, I don’t wonder, If I waste my life.”

This is for certain, no time is wasted listening, likely again and again, to Rosali’s compelling emotional journey on Bite Down.

Christian Carey

[bluejaysandblackbats]

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Fandom: DC Comics, Superfam, Young Justice 98, Titans

Summary: Laney Hausler is currently attending classes at Metropolis University when he sees a boy with his face in the library. At first, he thinks he's seeing things. Later, he starts to realize something strange is going on.

Conner Kent lives off-campus with his friends, but he sees a boy who eerily resembles him, and he hires a private investigator to look into the life of his doppelganger.

Chapters: 1/?

Characters: Jonathan Lane Kent, Conner Kent, Eddie Bloomberg, Rose Wilson, Bart Allen, Cassie Sandsmark, Cissie King-Jones, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Meloni Thawne, Vic Sage, Slade Wilson

Relationships: Past KonBart

Additional Tags: Father-Son Relationship, Father-Daughter Relationship, No Powers AU, Found Family, Stalking, Family Secrets, No Powers AU, No Capes AU, Complicated Relationships, University AU, Roommates, Private Investigator, Twins, Multiple POV, First Person POV, Obsession, Psychological Drama, Complicated Relationships, Unrequited Love, Platonic Relationships

Chapter One: Move-In Day (Laney's POV)

Orientation and the move-in weekend started on Thursday. I spent my entire childhood in home school, but after weeks of begging, Father agreed to let me go away to college. It was the only time I’d ever been alone, so my departure was not without tears. Father set me straight, and he put me on the train. I waved until I could no longer see him, and my journey began. I slept in my train car for a few hours until the sun peeked through the blinds. I woke up and waited for breakfast. Father gave me a book to read to keep me busy, but I couldn’t focus on the words. I pulled my sketchbook out of my backpack and drew our house. It was a little bluish-grey house that you had to take a boat to get to. Just beyond the front door, our wooden dock and willows surrounded the home, almost swallowing our blue house up. I lived in isolation there with my father until I was old enough to sit quietly in his office and tend to my studies.

Father sat with me and worked on my reading between surgeries and consultations. He told me I required more attention than the public schools would’ve afforded me, and I saw things I wouldn’t have in a public school. I sat in on Father’s surgeries when I wasn’t doing homework or sleeping in his office. At home, I’d work on our land, and on weekends I’d make money selling produce at the farmer’s markets. Sugar cane, garden eggs, corn, carrots, and figs. All sorts of things. The farm and the hospital were all I knew. But I sat on the train, looking out the window at unfamiliar territory. I was far from Kansas. And the marsh. And our little bluish-grey house. And Father.

I ate breakfast in the dining car, watching the trees zoom past, wondering when it’d all stop. Smallville to Metropolis was a forty-hour trip by train, requiring a transfer. I was too nervous to travel by plane. But I always had lovely dreams about trains. My breakfast had too much sugar, but I didn’t mind. It gave me such a rush.

I returned to my car, finishing my sketch before listening to the audio for the book Father gave me. I tried to follow along, but I couldn’t stay awake long. I stopped the tape and lay on my stomach.

The train ride went smoothly, and from there, I lugged my suitcases to the nearest cab. The cabbie helped me load my luggage into the trunk. “Where to?” asked the cabbie.

“Metropolis University,” I answered.

“Long way from home?” he questioned.

“Mhm… All I wanna do is lie down in my dorm and sleep, but I’m thrilled-. I’m rambling,” I muttered.

“That’s alright. Most kids don’t wanna talk at all. These drives go a lot faster when you have someone to talk to,” he replied. So, we talked. Or at least I talked. When I arrived at the campus, I ran into a large crowd of people, and I grabbed a map from one of the tables. I’d never had a cellphone before because I never needed one, so I nearly forgot to text my new roommates to let them know I was on my way.

I sent a short message and received a call immediately. “Where are you? I’ll meet you there,” he said without so much as a greeting.

“Um… I’m at the big statue of the bulldog,” I replied, “And… I have a question. I hope you don’t think I’m rude for forgetting. It’s just that I don’t know how my phone works yet-.”

“You don’t remember my name. Do you?” he laughed. “That’s okay. It’s Eddie. You’ll remember it once you meet me in person.”

“Eddie. Right,” I smiled, “Um, I don’t wanna cause you any trouble. If you’re moving in, I can find-.”

“I see you! I think. You’re the one with the hat, right?” Eddie asked.

I looked around and tipped my hat. “Sure am,” I replied.

He tapped me on the shoulder, and I turned to see Eddie for the first time. I don’t think I ever would’ve expected to see the person I did. He was a ruddy ginger boy with blue eyes and a wide smile. “Rose would’ve come too, but she’s putting together furniture, so she’s not exactly in a pleasant mood… And she doesn’t read Swedish-.”

“I could help. I don’t read Swedish, but I’m a whiz at assembling furniture,” I interrupted without meaning to. Eddie laughed and led me to our dorm suite, which was more like a small house than a room. A girl sat on the floor with a cigarette in her mouth, cursing as she tried to assemble a bookshelf.

“Stupid old man and his stupid Swedish furniture. I hope I see that bitch in the street-.”

“Rose,” Eddie raised his voice. She put the unlit cigarette in its box and extended a hand to me. I shook her hand.

“I’m Laney… Um, you bought Swedish furniture from an old man?” I asked.

“No… My fucking dad ordered it as a character-building exercise. I should take this fucking deformed screwdriver-.”

“Allen wrench… It’s an-. I can put that together for you,” I offered, “I can put it together in less than twenty minutes.”

“Fuck yeah, I’ll order takeout. What do you eat?” Rose asked.

“Tacos,” Eddie whispered, “Say tacos.”

“Sure, I’ve never had tacos before,” I replied. Their jaws dropped and they stared at me in silence. “Well, I-. I um-. I lived in a small swampy town outside Smallville… And we didn’t eat out a lot.”

“Put the Alex wrench down. We’re going to find you the best tacos Metropolis has to offer,” Rose replied as she stood up. Eddie grabbed his car keys, and I followed them out the door.

“Oh, it’s no big deal-.”

“Laney, it’s a big deal for us,” Eddie interrupted.

They took me across town in Eddie’s car while Rose smoked a cigarette and looked at ratings for taco restaurants on her phone. “The best one is by S.T.A.R. Labs,” Rose replied, “Hey, Lane? What’s your major?”

“I’m Pre-Med. I wanna go into pediatric surgery,” I answered, “What about you guys?”

“I’m Women’s Studies, and Eddie’s a film major,” Rose answered.

I couldn’t remember much after that because I fell asleep. When I woke up, Eddie and Rose were in line. Eddie walked over and leaned in the window. “What kind of meat do you like? They’ve got chicken, pork, beef, lamb, fish, shrimp-.”

“I’ll have lamb,” I answered.

“Lamb… Okay,” Eddie replied, “Do you want a Coke?” I shook my head.

“I don’t drink pop… Um, I’ll have tea or fruit juice if they have any… And if they don’t, I’ll have water,” I replied. Eddie nodded and tapped the hood of the car.

Eddie and Rose came back to the car several minutes later with drinks and tacos. “You’re a real straight arrow, you know that?” Rose teased. “Do you have a problem with me smoking around you, because-.”

“No, it’s alright. I don’t mind. A lot of the doctors at my father’s hospital smoked cigarettes,” I replied.

“Your dad’s a doctor?” Eddie asked.

“Mhm, he’s a neurosurgeon,” I replied.

“Oh, shit… Is he pressuring you into Pre-Med? Slade almost blew a gasket when he found out I wanted to major in Women’s Studies,” Rose replied, “He’s military.”

“My dad’s a car salesman, but I don’t think he cares what I do. I’ve lived with my aunt for the past six years,” Eddie replied.

“Oh, my father and I are close… We did everything together,” I explained, "I think he wanted me to go into architecture instead, though."

"How come?" Eddie asked as he dipped his taco in sauce and took a bite.

"Surgery is high-stress, and he wanted me to stay closer to home," I replied. Rose gave me my to-go plate and a styrofoam sauce cup. I set the cup inside the lid of my container before dipping my taco like Eddie and taking a bite. It was spicy and savory with hints of lime. Not to mention the lamb. It was cooked to perfection, and the tortilla crunched wonderfully between my teeth. I made a noise and they fell into a fit of laughter.

"Good, huh?" Rose chuckled.

"It's amazing," I replied before taking another bite. I must’ve eaten ten tacos that night. I assembled the bookcase and unpacked after we got home, and I would’ve slept in my bed, but we all fell asleep on the couch after setting up Eddie’s bookcase.

[thechaosmuses]

Alrighty here are the new OC's I've made recently listed by fandom like the canon ones- Just a fair warning that this is gonna be a pretty long post because I've included an introduction thing for each muse. Another warning is that some of the content in the introductions might be triggering, things like drugs, death, alcohol, blood, etc- typical things you see in the shows, but I just wanted to give everyone a heads up. Also, some of the people mentioned, ones that aren't canon or mine, are my darlin's (@chaos-awakens) OC's-

TVDU:

Carter William Forbes- he/him, 36, bisexual (female leaning). Carter was the first born of the Forbes’ kids and after his parents divorce he stepped up as man of the household. For the majority of his upbringing he was a good kid, got good grades, was a good athlete and was a perfect gentleman. When he got a little older though he started rebelling a bit, and though he was responsible while at home for his Mother and sisters the blonde was getting drunk and high with his friends when he wasn’t. After a pregnancy scare with his girlfriend when he was 18 and being told he had to repeat his senior year in order to graduate he took that as a sign and stopped drinking and smoking, cleaning up his act. Growing up he had always looked up to his Mother and so he applied for the Deputy Training Program and with a good word from his Mom managed to get in and not screw it up. He was in the program when vampires made their way back to Mystic Falls and unlike the rest of his classmates and teachers wasn’t buying the whole “animal attacks” thing. Eventually after a little while of it happening over and over again, he started investigating things on his own. It was during this time that he found out that both of his sisters were vampires, as well as many others in Mystic Falls. And there weren’t just vampires, there were werewolves, witches, hybrids and doppelgangers too. It took the blonde a little while to come to terms with everything but eventually he managed and Jeremy, Alaric and Matt taught him how to fight vampires and other supernaturals in case he ever encountered one. A few days after their Mom passed away Carter was asked to take her place as Sheriff, something that after careful consideration (and encouragement from his sisters) he decided to do. Carter is still human, though he has though about and been offered being turned it’s just not something he’s sure of right now.

Lorella Diane St. John- she/her, 146, pansexual. Enzo and Ella never knew who their parents were, and quite frankly neither of them wanted to know. The twins had been orphaned when they were still very young, and by the time they were four they were being forced to work and by the time they were in their teens they were living on the streets. Neither of them were sure how they managed to survive but they had. At least up until 1903 when Enzo caught consumption and though he had told his sister a hundred and one times to leave, she refused, telling him they were born together, and they hadn’t been separated since and so they would die together too. They had tried to catch a boat to New York where they hoped they could get help but they wouldn’t let either of them on as Enzo was already ill and Ella had been exposed. Their saving grace came in the form of one Lily Salvatore who managed to get them onto the boat and mere hours afterwards not only did Enzo start to decline, Ella had started to become sick too. After finding out the Doctor was a fraud and there was no cure, the vampire offered her blood to them and after exchanging a look they decided to do it. They woke up a few hours later as new vampires, the ship docked in New York but Lily and her heretics were nowhere to be found. The two spent the next few decades going from city to city, for once able to enjoy their lives. However that joy was cut short when they found themselves at Whitmore and before long in the arms of Augustine. That was where they would spend the next few decades, it was mostly just them for a while until more vampires were brought in. Slowly but surely the six of them all became close, an unbreakable bond forming over shared traumas amongst other things. Ella is a lot like her brother, so much so that Damon liked to say that Ella is just the female version of Enzo. They do however have differences, one being that it is much harder to earn Ella’s trust than Enzo’s.

Jensen Graham Gilbert- he/him, 57, bisexual (female leaning). Jensen was a surprise child that came only a year after John had been born. Their parents had only planned to have two kids maximum, but had ended up having four. Though in their eyes they really still only had two as they always seemed to forget about Jensen and Easton. The lack of attention from their parents led the boys down different paths, Easton chose to do anything and everything he could to get their attention and Jensen couldn’t have cared less. He started skipping school to hangout with his friends to drink and/or smoke, sneaking out late to go to parties or hook up with people. He eventually wised up a little bit at 16 and got a job so he could start saving money to move out at 18 and he’d managed to do just that, a few weeks after his birthday he bought a camper and hit the road, never looking back. He came home every so often for holidays, birthdays and when babies were born but other than that he kept his distance from his family. Instead he spent his time going to different places he could drive to, learning about not only the place but more about supernatural creatures. Like his youngest brother Jensen had never hated vampires, instead he was intrigued by them and what else might be out there. He was in California researching a town there when he got the call that Grayson and Miranda had died and though he wasn’t the biggest family man he packed up and headed for Mystic Falls once again. He decided to stick around for a little bit afterwards as he knew Jenna had her hands full with the three teenagers and though Jesse was a big help Jensen knew the young man needed time to grieve and so did Jenna. He also saw all the signs with Jeremy long before anyone else did and though he never lectured his nephew about it, knowing that would do more harm than good, he kept a close eye on him and who he was around.

Easton Reed Gilbert- he/they, 55, pansexual. Easton was the youngest of the four Gilbert brothers, Grayson being the oldest. Though he was the baby of the family, their parents had always put Grayson on a pedestal and John on another, leaving no room for either of the other two boys. While this led Jensen to act out, it made Easton work twice as hard and though he had no intentions of becoming a Doctor like his older brother, he set out to get a Doctorate degree in something. And by the age of 22 years old he had managed to do just that, earning a Doctorate in Psychology and by the age of 25 he earned his Doctorate in Criminal Justice. Both of these things as well as the way the youngest Gilbert’s mind worked and other accomplishments of his put him on the FBI’s radar and after he graduated they offered him a job at which he still works today. It requires him to travel a lot, but anytime he can he makes time to come home and visit his niece and nephews, especially since his brother and sister in law’s death. Like his other brothers he was told about vampires but unlike the older two he didn’t believe that all vampires were evil. Maybe it was just because the youngest Gilbert had always managed to see the good in everyone, even his high school bullies or maybe it was just because he’d always had a compassion and understanding for what people went through that made them the way they are. Where other people saw a villain, Easton saw someone who was misunderstood. Though he will admit he’s seen true evil a few times, both human and supernatural. When Easton came into town and met the Salvatore’s he could tell they were hiding a secret and it didn’t take the Gilbert man long to figure out what it was though he kept it to himself. Well, mostly to himself, because while he may be a patient and caring man, he is also incredibly protective of his family so he made sure to warn the Salvatore vampires of just that.

Jesse “JJ” Jonathan Gilbert- he/him, 35, pansexual. Jesse was only four when Miranda and Grayson adopted Elena and Elias and though he’d been an only child until then the little boy quickly became a big brother for the twins, and when Jeremy came along a few years later it took him no time to adjust to now having three siblings. His parents used to joke that he was meant to have siblings, even though they’d planned to only have one. Jesse wasn’t the most popular guy in school by any means but he was decently so from being part of the Founding Families, running track and playing basketball. Though he did two athletic things in high school, those weren’t really his passions. His first always was taking care of people, something he’s done since he was little and continues to do today. And the second being that he loves music and so any instrument he could get his hands on he’d learn to play, his favorites being the guitar, piano and drums. The older Gilbert did fantastic in school, rarely getting anything below an A in any class. After he graduated top of his class he headed for college at Whitmore, and to no surprise started working on becoming a Doctor like his Father. He was studying for his finals the night that his parents died in the car accident. He’d gotten the call from Sheriff Forbes who he’d known his whole life, both of them getting choked up over the phone before he hung up to rush back to Mystic Falls for his siblings. After that he dropped out of Whitmore and moved back home to help take care of his siblings. Of course he never thought any of what happened next would happen but he never once left their sides. Though there was a point he almost had, when he died, not once but twice. The first time was the most notable, as it was what made him a vampire. He’s still the same protective, caring older brother as before though vampirism brought out a certain confidence deep within himself, which in turn made him more outgoing and flirty.

Zariyah Dove Parker- she/her, 49, bisexual. Zeph hadn’t been the only baby placed on the doorstep of the Parker’s, his twin sister, Zariyah, was also with him. The small baby girl was wrapped in a purple blanket instead of yellow like her brother’s, though both had their names on them. Just like her brother and Kai, Zari started to show signs of being a siphon at age 4 and thus ended up in the same room as the two boys for most of her upbringing. Now, the isolation took them all down different paths. Kai lashed out, Zeph shut in on himself and Zari, well Zari was a combination of both of them. But she’d also started to rebel more, sneaking out of the house when she could, stealing liquor from the cabinet and started hanging out with the stoner kids at school rather than going to classes, and another great distraction she had found was sex, mostly with a fwb she had. Of course the Parker’s never caught on, blissfully unaware that the teen was sneaking out constantly. She had actually been gone at the time that Kai had killed most of his siblings, only making it back to the house when he had gone looking for Luke and Liv. Before the then 21 year old could really figure out what was going on, Kai had put her in the locked room with Zephyr. And when her twin had overheard Joshua’s plan to trap his eldest son, Zari had told him she wanted to help. But being the protective brother he had been for most of their lives, he had made sure she stayed home where it was safe. Of course the older twin hadn’t realized he would get trapped with Kai, and when the coven returned from the woods without her two favorite people, Zari wasted no time in packing her bags and leaving that night, taking the ascendant with her to try and figure out how to get the only family she’d ever known back. It was a few months later that she had thought she figured out, only to find herself trapped in the Prison World along with them.

Kennedy Taylor Parker- she/her, 45, pansexual. Kennedy was born after Kai and Jo and just two years after her brother had started to show signs of being a siphon like him. It was after that their parents moved them into a room together along with Zephyr. The three of them of course became very close, practically inseparable. As well as being close with them she was also very close to her younger cousin, Maia. And the four of them stayed close up until everything happened. Seeing her older brother who she looked up to more than anyone upset set the younger siphon witch off and she’d agreed to help Kai and by help she went further than anyone else had gone for him. Because of this their Father created prison worlds for them both and mere minutes after Kai and Zephyr had gone, Kennedy was too. It was a few weeks later that Maia had shown up and the Parker girl couldn’t have been more grateful to see her. The two of them spent the next 18 years together before Bonnie had accidentally brought them to the Kai’s prison world. It was there that they not only reunited with Kai and Zeph but also met Bonnie, Damon and Jesse. Kennedy wasn’t a fan, of any of them really though of course on drunken nights with her cousin they’d often question each other on which one they would pick if they had to, Kennedy always choosing Damon and Maia choosing Jesse. Whenever they finally got out of the prison world, Kennedy stuck with her family and has since. Which is how she’d ended up as a heretic, going along with her brother’s plan without question. Now, she’s a lot like Kai but has her moments where she can be a real sweetheart though those are often reserved for people she cares about. She’s not completely introverted but prefers staying home rather than going out. She plays the guitar and loves to draw as those were non-magical things she could do. She also knows of the Mikaelson’s, and is intrigued but only knows what she’s read in various grimoires.

Myles Zane Parker- he/him, 26, pansexual. Myles was born after Maci and being the complete middle child was overlooked quite often, especially with Maia being born a siphon. The only person who really did pay attention to him was his older brother and while he loved him, the younger boy wasn’t fond of the way Micah treated their sisters, especially Maia. The blonde put on an act when their brother was around, afraid that if he said anything he’d upset his brother more but when Micah wasn’t around he was a completely different person. He was sweet, caring and would do whatever his older and little sisters asked of him and he would be lying if he said he hadn’t catered to Maia the most. He knew it had been against their parents' rules for her to touch him but sometimes late at night when no one was awake he would let her crawl into his bed and hold her for a few hours before everyone woke up, or let her hold his hand or hug him when she needed. He’d also let her siphon from him sometimes when they’d go outside at night, showing and teaching her small spells and cute things, like conjuring butterflies and fireworks in the palm of her hand. He had been devastated when his parents sent her to the prison world purely because their cousin Kai had lashed out. Of course that was something he had to keep hidden from the rest of his family, and the middle Parker boy spent many nights sobbing silently in his bed hoping his baby sister was okay. It was a few months later that he decided to move out of his family home and decide to travel the world. He wrote letters home, mostly to Micah but he also wrote letters to Maia, he never sent them anywhere, just kept them in a box that he kept with him. He was halfway across the world when his brother had informed him that Kai, Maia and Zephyr had gotten out of the prison world and were in Mystic Falls and Myles immediately got the next flight to Virginia to go find his sister.

Mariana Joy Parker- she/her, 23, bisexual. Mari was a pretty quiet kid growing up, at least until she was a teenager she kept to herself mostly. The only people she really talked to were her sisters and Myles, steering clear of Micah whenever she could. She did decently in school and with learning magic though she had her troubles with both. When she became old enough and started figuring out things that were going on in her house, like how Maia was treated differently by their parents and Micah, she also found out about the merge. Because she had been so quiet for most of her life, her parents rarely paid attention to her and the younger Parker girl used to resent that but as she got older it started becoming something she loved rather than hated, especially since it meant that she could get away with most things. Because she was so quiet no one ever really knew she was around and would just talk like she wasn’t. That was how she found out about their parents' plan to put Maia in a prison world. Mari had never really been super close with any of her siblings, but if you ever asked the younger Parker to pick she’d say Maia and Myles were her favorites as the older two had always been in their own worlds, especially Micah. Of course she immediately went and found her brother to tell him but unfortunately for both of them they had been unable to stop their parents from sending their sister away purely because she happened to be a siphon like Kai. Mari had never thought siphons to be bad and though she didn’t know much about them aside from the evil things her parents and other relatives spewed she sought to learn. So after Maia was sent away and Myles had left home, Mari left too to seek out information about siphons so that when she got her sister home, she could help her. It would be 18 years later when she would get the call from Myles that everyone was free, including Maia and that was all Mari needed to hear before she was on her way.

Holden Atlas Salvatore- he/him, 183, bisexual. Holden was born only two years after the twins, Benjamin and Braeden, and because of that had always remained close with them and when they left after turning, he begged them to take him with them. Luckily for him his older siblings agreed, turned him and the three of them left, never looking back. After a few decades together Holden separated from his brother and sister and went out on his own, finding his way to Chicago. It was there that he heard a name he hadn’t in a very long time, Stefan Salvatore. Of course his little brother looked a lot different than the little boy he had been when Holden left but he would’ve known him anywhere. At first the older Salvatore tried to keep his distance, afraid his brother would be mad at him for abandoning him and their other siblings so long ago and never coming back. He knew he would have questions, questions that Holden wasn’t sure if he had or was ready to give the answers to. However all of that went out the window when he realized his brother was the famed Ripper of Monterey, and had his humanity off. Stefan did remember him however any grievances or questions he had were the furthest thing from his mind. Holden and him ended up spending a lot of time together, not really as brothers but more so as friends, and whenever Klaus and Rebekah showed up and joined in, it only made things more chaotic. And while Stefan found himself in Rebekah’s bed, Holden found himself in the older Original’s. Of course all of that had been lost to him when Klaus took his and his brother's memory. The compulsion had even taken the memory of the two of them reuniting, something that didn’t happen again until Holden, Braeden and Benjamin all found themselves back in Mystic Falls decades later. While a lot of people like to compare Holden to Damon both in personality and looks, the two of them couldn’t disagree more though they are very similar, they do still have their differences.

SPN:

Lucilla Marie Nightstar- she/her, extremely old, pansexual. Before the Angel Twins, there were the Archangel Twins, Lucifer and Lucilla. Lucifer was “The Morning Star”, their Father’s bright white golden boy, his favorite, the one he’d entrusted with The Mark. Lucilla was “The Night Star”, their Father’s pitch black disgrace, his most hated, and the one he’d never thought was good enough. God had never intended to make twin angels, either time, but especially not when creating his precious archangels. Lucilla had been a mistake, a bit of darkness that had slipped in while Amara was still around. He’d thought that because Lucilla had black wings that she was the one he needed to worry about. But the archangel was the opposite of her brother in most ways, where he had a hatred for humans, she didn’t. Where he only pretended to care to manipulate people, she truly cared for others. Though she never cared about anyone more than her brother. So when God was sending Lucifer to The Cage, she fought back. Her archangel siblings helping him were able to overpower her just long enough to get Lucifer in but after was a whole other story. She left all of them in Heaven barely alive and made her way to Hell where Lucifer was. She wasn’t able to get him out of The Cage then but she was able to build Hell alongside him and make moves to eventually get him out. And while everything that happened changed her, made her heart a little darker, she was still the same caring, misunderstood archangel underneath it all. The Winchesters were able to eventually make Lucilla see how terrible of a person her brother was and that made the archangel want to change her ways. So, after helping them take down her brother, something that while she knew was necessary still left a hole in her heart, though her brother's son, Jack, helped fill that hole. The archangel saw a lot of herself in the young nephilim and so she stayed with the Winchesters to help raise him.

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Dawson Cole Reynolds- he/him, 23, bisexual. Dawson was adopted when he was three by his Mother’s older brother after she started struggling with her addiction again after Dawson’s father left. After that his mother went to prison for attempted murder and burglary and he didn’t ever see her again. When the Dread Doctors came for Theo and Callum the older boys managed to convince them to take the youngest boy with them. A few years passed where they didn’t do any experiments on Dawson but eventually the day came where they did. He was only 10 at the time and the other boys were just young teenagers though they did their best to save Dawson from going through what they had. They’d failed to do so but luckily the youngest boy managed to survive and become another successful chimera though he was still viewed as a failure by the Dread Doctors. Dawson was a were-fox, half wolf, half fox and like Theo could transform into a full wolf though Dawson looked more fox-like with reddish brown fur and pointier ears. The youngest of the three boys is a lot like the older two in most ways though he’s a lot more introverted than them. Whenever they came back to Beacon Hills and were trying to make their way into the McCall pack Dawson mostly stayed to himself and kept quiet. He’d spent the majority of his life with the Dread Doctors, and what little he could remember of his life before that wasn’t much better. He had Theo and Callum of course, and he slowly but surely started to warm up to the McCall pack but the chimera’s best friend came in the form of a girl his age that happened to be a werewolf. He met her out in the woods behind the school one day where he was taking a walk on his free period. She introduced him to weed which helped ease his anxiety a lot and when Callum and Theo went to Hell she was the reason he made it through.

Callum Tate Raeken- he/him, 25, pansexual. Callum was only seven when the Dread Doctors showed up. He doesn’t really talk about that night, and honestly he doesn’t really remember much of it. The things he does remember haunt him in his nightmares, which is why he prefers not to talk or think about it. He also rarely talks about his life before they came, and especially not his twin sister that was stolen from him so he could have her heart. The Dread Doctors, the people he was forced to stay with for the next near decade, took her heart, along with his older sister’s to turn him and his brother into their first successful chimeras. Theo was the first, a werewolf/coyote, something that the older Raeken likes to rub in his brother’s face when they’re arguing. That he was the first at least, because while Theo was merely wolf and coyote, his baby brother was wolf and lion. Because of that, even though Theo was their first success, they catered more to Cal, thinking of him as a step much closer to The Beast they were trying to bring back. And they had been close with him, much closer than they had ever come at least until Mason. Before everything, Callum had been a lot like Mason and in some ways he remains that way, deep down at least. However the younger Raeken is also incredibly similar to his older brother. Which is probably mostly because they spent so much time together though they do have their differences, especially morally. While Cal believed they had to do what they had to to survive, he thinks Theo took things way too far with the McCall pack. It’s partially for that reason that the Skin Walkers had only sent Theo to his own personal Hell. But Cal went anyway, even though he was upset with him, seeing the fear in his brother's eyes and hearing his cries for help, he couldn’t stop himself from trying, and neither could anyone else. So, they went together and they managed to survive that together too before Liam got them out.

CT:

Damian James Taylor- he/him, 40, bisexual. Damian was born when his parents were still teenagers and while his Father wanted to keep him, his Mother wanted nothing to do with him. So, after she gave birth to the little blonde hair, green eyed boy she signed all rights over to his Dad and went on with her life, even moving a few towns over. At the time his Father still lived with his parents but eventually they moved into a one bedroom apartment together. They didn’t have much, and between his Father working full time and doing online college to get a better job he didn’t spend much time with him. By the time Damian was 13 they were a little better off, living in a two bedroom house in Atlanta where his Father had gotten a good job. He still rarely saw him though and that caused the green eyed teenager to start acting out. He was constantly getting in fights in school and outside of it, stealing from the mall and other places, started smoking weed and got older friends to buy alcohol for him so he could drink, and he’d have parties when his Dad went on business trips. Around the time he was 16 he got alcohol poisoning after one of those parties and almost died. He woke up the next day in the hospital, his Dad holding his hand while fast asleep in a chair beside his bed. It was then that not only did Damian decide to turn his life around that his Dad decided to cut back a bit on his hours and spend more time with his son. After getting his life together he managed to graduate and went to college. He kept his major undecided for a little while until he had taken a criminal justice class on a whim and learned what a Private Investigator was. So, after a few years of working his ass off that’s what he became. He's not totally an extrovert but he’s not completely introverted either, pretty big flirt, and still a troublemaker after all these years, sarcastic at times. He has a lot of trust issues but once he trusts you he’s very loyal and protective.

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Evelyn June Buckley- she/her, 26, pansexual. When Buck decided to move to California it was no surprise that his twin sister followed him. Born just eight minutes after him they had always been very close as well as very similar. And after moving they both applied to the LAFD and somehow managed to end up with and keep jobs there. Of course no one really warned either of them of the trauma that came with being a firefighter. Buck was the first one to lose someone on the job, the nightmares he had waking Eve up in the other room for weeks. And just when things had started to settle down, Eve herself had lost someone on the job. A woman in a car accident, trapped in the driver side of her car after some drunk idiot had slammed into it. She held her hand the entire time Chimney was trying to cut her out of the vehicle but unfortunately by time he managed she’d slipped through Eve’s fingers. Buck had miraculously been off that night but Athena had texted him the second they’d left the scene that Eve needed him. After that Bobby rarely let them work separate shifts and if for some reason they did they both knew, as well as everyone at the station, that the other was a simple call or text away if anything happened. As far as outside of work, or mostly, Eve was just as “slutty” as her brother though was a little more subtle about it on the job, at least most days. She also started smoking after hooking up with a girl who had informed her it was legal in the state. She preferred it over drinking, but it was still tied with sex. Around the same time that Buck started talking to Abby, who Eve hated from the start, Hazel had just transferred to the 118. Though the two only had a friends with benefits relationship Eve had slowly started to fall for the other girl until she got her heart broken when Hazel showed up with a boyfriend after visiting home for a few weeks. After that Eve went back to her old ways, but slightly more tame than before.

Hazel Jayne Walker- she/her, 25, pansexual (female leaning). Hazel had a relatively normal upbringing, her parents weren’t too strict but they weren’t too lenient either. They let Hazel and her other siblings, of which there were five, do what they wanted within reason. Hazel wasn’t the youngest, but she was second to youngest and the only little girl her parents had. Now, of course her Mother loved her but she had always catered more to the boys as she had grown up with all brothers. Hazel’s Dad however grew up with a single Mom and two sisters so he catered to his only little girl the most. And Hazel had been a Daddy’s Girl from the second she was born and even as she got older that never changed. Her Dad had been a firefighter since he’d graduated high school and not long after Hazel turned five he became the Captain and though he said there were hard days, there were also a lot of good ones and he never once regretted his job. A few days after her 16th birthday and after getting accepted into the pre-fireman program at her high school, which both her and her Dad were thrilled about, her Dad had died on the job. Hazel had never felt so broken in her life and after the funeral she wanted nothing more than to give up but she knew that’s not what her Dad would’ve wanted. She knew that even though he had died, he wouldn’t want her to give up on her dream. She also knew that he’d never once regretted his job and always used to say that if he died while doing it, that at least he knew he died a hero’s death and would die giving his life to save someone else’s. Which had been exactly what he’d done, the Mother and the five year old little girl he’d saved showing up at his funeral to personally thank his family. So, Hazel put herself back together, piece by piece and became the top firefighter in her class before graduating and then at her Dad’s old fire station before she moved to Los Angeles after her Mom’s passing when she was 22.

Izaiah Edison Hendrix- he/him, 29, bisexual. It was no secret that Izaiah and Isaak had always been close and being twins whose parents were barely ever around they only got closer. The twins were five when their parents had decided to adopt Isabella and though he was still a child at the time Izaiah could never understand why they would want to have another child that they didn’t even bother to care for. Despite the feelings he had towards his parents, he always treated Isabella as his sister, even if she was adopted. The little boy at the time didn’t care about that, he was just happy to have a baby sister. As he got older he remained close with both his siblings and grew more distant from their parents. He got decent grades in school and played basketball when it was the season for it but other than that Izaiah didn’t really put much effort in. It wasn’t like his parents cared whether he did or not as they were barely ever around anyway. When he was a freshman he got invited to his first high school party and after sneaking out past the nanny he had gone. It was there that he picked up three vices; alcohol, weed and sex after losing his virginity to a junior he’d had a crush on for a few years. After that his grades suffered a bit but not by much as he was a pretty quick learner and more than that he had learned how to get things he wanted from people just by talking and being charming. So any teacher that had dropped his grade he immediately went and charmed them into letting him take a makeup test or do something easy for extra credit. After graduation he tried to get over his addictions and even started working towards becoming a firefighter. He managed to do both things, though sometimes he’ll drink or smoke after hard shifts, but he doesn’t go overboard like he did when he was younger. When Isa came back home after six years and said she was leaving again for a job, her twin brothers immediately followed her.

Matilda Iris Monroe- she/her, 27, bisexual. Matilda was the youngest born child of her six siblings though she received none of the “baby treatment” most people would assume when they hear that. In fact Matilda wasn’t even sure her parents or siblings even knew she existed and the youngest girl had been taking care of herself for as long as she could remember. Not long after she turned 13 her Aunt decided to take her in and move her to California with her. Her Aunt had never wanted or intended to have kids of her own but her and Matilda had had a special relationship since she was born and the older woman just couldn’t stand to see her favorite niece being neglected any longer. In California Matilda started to thrive, she came out of her shell a little more and even made a good group of friends. As she got older she started going to parties and things, not that her Aunt minded as long as she wasn’t drinking and driving or doing anything else life threatening and the young teen always kept true to that promise. Matilda loved her Aunt dearly and looked up to her more than anyone else and while she originally hadn’t had an exact plan for after graduation after her Aunt passed not long after she decided to look into becoming a dispatcher like she had been. That was how she’d ended up where she is now, as the head dispatcher for the station she’s been working at since 18, the same one as her Aunt. Mattie is still very much the same girl she’s always been, kind-hearted, a little introverted and quiet around strangers but the life of the party when around people she knows. She’s always been incredibly determined and independent, rarely ever asking for help unless she really needs it. She isn’t a huge flirt or anything but will flirt when she sees someone she finds attractive.

[purewhitedevil]

Fishing out of Boredom

Despite her roommate is a dangerous assassin, Albedo means that she isn't a threat to her now that she had her gear back with her. Aware of doppelgangers, she also knows a certain 'doppelganger' pretty well, who had aided him once against Riku Aganeia.

There are some magazines worthy to read, so she picked one with 'gossip' stuff for ladies like Albedo herself. Quietly reading, page by page.

"I wonder if these would charm Lord Ainz if i do all these... Don't need to be overly dramatic about it. Scaring him would be my undoing." The succubus sighs as she turns pages again. Perhaps, learning how to make-up properly by using what human women use to look good.

Looking herself at the mirror, touching her cheeks, spoke. "I don't look chubby so far, which is good." Softly slapping her face cheeks with both hands, both sides.

She would consider buying some clothes to wear than her usual wear and Hermes Trismegistus. Adverts and things aside, she finished reading a magazine. Wonder what would she do...

"I should head out for a while." Knowing danger isn't a thing to her, she is lucky she can punch anyone that can shatter ribcages as she can lift things out pretty well. It was a sunny day as well so, there is no adverse effects to a succubus like Albedo. Many locals were looking at her horns as men on her figure, like merely a supermodel. Albedo was used of people curious about her horns and the wings near her hips. Think of it as a part of her body.

Heading to the Marina was quite a good idea for her, yeah. That's her destination by foot. Gotta save those dust to something important than riding back and forth.

Took her an hour to reach the Marina, the sunny view is interesting. It wasn't even summer so, she doesn't care. Mentally brainstorming on what to do, perhaps she had to learn something interesting herself but normal to humans.

Albedo went to the one in-charge of the boat rentals and rented one for fishing purposes, just to learn a little bit of how humans live, despite the hardships. Guide told her to put on a lifejacket just in case if she falls after a successful boat rental.

"What's this? a stick?" Examining the fishing rod, she noticed some skeptical mechanisms of how it works. A bucket filled with worms are quite there too. Disgusted as she is, that's how lure works. Poking the worm to the hook and started fishing by throwing it without tossing it away. Hearing the mechanism started spinning on its own like a cogwheel, it reached not too far. She lets it float and wait for minutes.

Took around five minutes, the thread started to shake and it signals that she got something. Holding to some kind of a crank, she uses it on reverse while the fish started moving in a zig-zag formation.

"Don't escape me..." It was effortless that she caught a fish. It was big but good for a fried fish meal. She puts her first catch on a steel bucket and tries to catch another. The timing of the fish catch took a few minutes and puts it in again. "I guess these are enough." She returns back to the docks, ending her boat rent.

"Am i allowed to take these home?" She asked to the clerk, and nods means she's good to take it home.

Albedo calls it a day, heads back home and cooked both fishes later on, fried and used some ingredients. Considering it as a practice.

[leopoldainter]

You can go somewhere else, looks like it's some stay promo,some of these are garbage stik to the next vowel double back space for back flip and throw up in your hosts cup for a chance at a one handed chance to turn a cheek. Women

I know i got these from here.

They look like thru came out of a vending machine.

Wanna go back and read magazines

Those are classifieds.

I knew this was 59th automatically and do you see me carrying around a shovel

I have pocket

I had poket, picakachu giz color

Look at its rump

I know, don't touch it

Can I... can I see it

You had your chance.

What games do you have

Tron, the good one. Stop crying

Now what's it want.

It doesn't want anything sometimes like to use it for exercise so I got a spinning instructor.

It just prints anything

Gum?

Um... over here. Nxxvv

No, not if you've touched it to.

Oh..

It's fine when. I double tap on my screen it goes back fifteen seconds with sound.

Mine does snake.

No it doesn't, that's ea games snake. Not the same.

Can you turn off your speaker phone,

Sure hand me some rocks I think I can reach him from here, he thinks if I can't see where he got it from I won't know he touched the gum.

I have gum if you want some..

That'd juicy fruit; σ(^_^;)?I vape(´Д｀)┐('～`;)┌. You.. must have a train to catch

It sounds like most Eisley spaceport from here.

But that's its taste and there's a whole nother pile I didn't test from I promise.

And it's definitely turquoise

As much as it can be

Ask someone for a business card, use that to scape it onto a chocolate bar rapper or something I have take this call.

I'll help

You know your fingers melt chocolate

I want to put it in my mouth

Me too

Can I try print something really quick

Go fuck yourself

Wait! Do you have debit

Do you take debit

That's calligraphy

I know, there's pile of it in that hole I just dip in, oh just the tip

Are you into mixology or something

I need to get an extra cesit so I can get the whit chocolate phone.

They only have the black and they don't sell it to people with cooties.

Excuse Mrs. Can you say that next to my phone card stand.

...

Her printers really noisy when your close to it like that. We need to get closer

What's it want

It told you to give me your tomagotchi but ithought you just didn't want me to have your tamogotchi.

I'm sure if he heard it he would have given it to you

Listen dude

Can I get

I don't need your help

He has my card.

Do we have to go to your mom's place to get it or is it at your cousins again.

I need to goooo

I think I left it at your place

No,

Then maybe it's at my moms

You said no

He asked me to ask you something. I just got a text it's not at my place.

Want to stand across from mcdonalds

Not now.

.so what's Bay about

.mostly exchange rates and eyeliner mulket

.really?

.no on talks about it

.that's his first cell phone today good job minime

.I want a side kick

.are you yelling at the rails

.what should I just say oh hey we need a railing here

.maybe try the cotton candy

.what is this aspirin

.how much inflammation was there before

.that's not a car

.do you work in tech

.I work work arounds

.could I give you a piggy back

.he can't come over to this platform

.is he your step brother?

.he's family

.he has his own walking harness closet

.someone's paying those woman

.is that your brother

.that's is not a car. O Carpal tunnel syndrome ok that's a different beast altogether

.I swear audis can do that

.that's not a car

.yes it is

.ok she is pointing at a volkswagon

.those aren't cars there bugs remember PT

.you can't pull that inhere

.o fuck

Ok

Do you still need this I noticed you got your other out.

It's discover I was just upset. Where's the stripe

I'm going to use it later, I'm into it. Unless I can get the bigger part.

No way!

He's so red now.

He's walking away it's the doppelganger affect.

So...

Yeah I'll text you back

Do you have a card or something

If it's going to be a thing I'll say outside an at&t

I have a place down by the docks.

I can't handle river spray. Are you going to give me something or not.

All I have is the BELL card and a couple picture of somebody's kids.

What's the picture on the BELL card never-ending I found one in my pocket.

Oh wow.

Yeah I'll stop by for a hot dog across from your place some time.

Can you give me your num..

Wow

There is no railing

How do you do that

Notice things?

Oh yeah.

Wanna stand across from the Starbucks.

I don't know where you see a Starbucks oh sure why not..

What's the picture on it

Oh you stopped

Yeah he has more gift cards can you get my printer.

Oh fuck I have to go with him,

can I get my glasses back.

He's gonna wann know what it wants.

Can I have my glasses back.

I can't here you

That's not axe

I know you don't know that

I know you've been in a car accident.

I got this from the doctor.

Don't reach for her face.

Those aren't her glasses.

She knows what she's doing.

'Oh hey I noticed your busy with ths cotton candy but were over y the gelatin and we just want know if its dripping at all

'Ask him if it is then wheres it come from "stuffs to shiny to come from the ac

%You work the front counter you don't know that

"^I have to wipe down the windows and the tv

%if it drips its probably a car

"^ we know we sent some one to annoying him, hokd some cash up to make it faster

'Look at that

'' ok so my rotator cuffs torn through the epideral so I can feel wet but it's probably that

'No it's pretty humid .

"Does someone know the number for poison control

'But...your a fish just... relax

'I haven't got one of those I'm an olympian

'That's politics for yeah. Muchos respectos.

'No skiing

'M.Freeman I heard ya bob-That's politics for yeah. Muchos respectos.

'Hey is it dripping, I'm with those people over there

'OK I know that's not true but I want an answer so it's only $300. OK ok

'Pleass if you start dialing maybe I an tell them some symptoms before I black out

'Isn't that life for you.

'I haven't been to a haberdashery in years! A bench in here would ruin me

'I first saw him by the Gelato line .

'Oh...sorry that's not where you fit

'He needs Dr. Pepper

'OK so you can say that but not tell us if it's dripping

'He said something like oh I passed myself so you can't be sure

'He's hiding something

'That's not a car

'What if it's out of what drips, those pupils are kinda big

'It's something with the lighting in here

'It's dripping

'No, creamcicle

' wow thats range

'He's got an Axel Jamed behind his occipital lobe I can't see behind it

''Ten cell torchs

'Thanks

-remember, if it's not a car that might be a pool noodle

-'oh for the Mexican, his hat makes it look it look like a twist cap

'I can see that

'There hasn't been tooth paste that I've seen

'Then why am I carrying an empty refillable 2.oz container

'Maybe for gelata

'Where are people getting Gelato.

'Over there

'That's just popsicle

'I didn't spend fifteen bux on a popsicle

'Did you get your change

'Still doesn't count ok just ignore hime

'Hey want to have the time of your life with an Olympian.

'That's politics for yeah. Muchos respectos.

He needs to get the scraping started if he wants me to let him use the printer again.

What's wrong with your hands?

My hands?

Did you say printer.

Obviously he has a head ache I only have Tylenol or extasy.

Can you just spray that in my face and we'll call it even woah

I was standing here to let people know he fell in.

Woah! On this platform!

Let's check it out!

A cotton candy machine nice.

This never happens here.

It's happened at the one by my cousins place.

Really!

She can get up and down stairs in her car.

That's Dr. Evils kid.

No that's .. yeah but from where he is that's my she lane

Ok am I in your lane

Your on your way to get me a tamogotchi didn't I tell you.

Yeah yeah. .. I only have ea snake.

Well, now you got cotton candy too.

I know.

He looks like a tube of toothe paste I once had..

Gross, I saw that happen to a squirel once.

Wasn't you, that happened to Jill.

I so don't know a Jill but it could be true..

Dead Mexican....

I didn't know you could have a mexico lane.

Interesting

Is he still mexican?

I didn't know him before his accident.

Doesn't he want you to help out or something.

He changed his mind, I have this as proof.

That's a burger King gift card.

In mother of pearl.

O didn't know that was pink

Look at the back, no stop breathing on me.

Sorry

I didn't offer it yet, there's a waiting period of a few weeks then I'll fax it to you.

Can I get your pager number.

When you get a tamogotchi after I have my own.

K.

It's not happening today.

It could.

Not at least for a week.

They need a railing here.

No, there's no reason to ok maybe there

This was not a good idea. People know what cotton candy is why can't they give it some space.

It's just proximity.

That would be on top of ok whatever bring the minicooper up slowly I just had this hip replaced.

There's too many people in this bowl.

We need a railing here.

It's burd fur.

No, there's a song I know from Zelda that'll make it just go away.

How'd they get that place into Venezuela!

That's politics for yeah. Muchos respectos.

No way is that person walking after this one.

Why not just leave him down there.

He doesn't "own" AT&T.

Why is that a thing! Is it raining.

There's a cotton candy orgy going on over there. Your not going to see a single oz of tooth paste

I'm waiting to here this song.

Oh give me a sec

You have an ocarina!

My cousin had a Nintendo power magazine at my place once used the perfume label poof got one.

Those work

You need to know people in posting. If you want parcels instead of mail.

How do you know this.

Is this not the most expensive ocarina or not.

Don't reach for her face!

I'm going to just throw it against that wall.

No, dont! I need to know if it works.

But your a mudblood

You don't know

Ocarina

... ok but you aren't allowed to say.

Yea she is her dad's in the ministry.

Since when!

Since I got my Misty starter deck.

That's not even in English yet

Yeah well they aren't the English cards.

How do you know what they say.

My dad's doctor evil.

.I don't think they can hear you anymore

.that's a flat post man

.Wait turn around and tell me your nit seeing this

.that's not how two get clean

.Do you have family in education

.sort of mostly dining roomT'bay window so maybe

It says so on the box.

Oh no way.

Please don't come over with that cotton candy.

Can I just put in my mouth for a little so I know I don't like it and I can stop asking.

Well it's at the shop right now so later.

You can out Nokia in your mouth.

But... it's covered in this... Oh it peels.

It is almost spring.

That's just the safety protector.

I only have ea snake.

He knows already I just texted him.

Oh really.

..

We need to go if we're going to hear if the ocarina works.

Right!

.I heard icream too it's Gelato woa

.it us Gelato oh shit I heard someone yell dead Mexican.

.looks can be deciding could be global warming, could have been a vending machine failure. It looks like a tiedie textiler exploded over there

.those aren't cars, does she need a license se to do that

.no I've seen pictures from guantonomo

.look with the sailboat hat on he really looks like a tube of tooth paste

.how do they get that look

.I saw this once on biggest loser

.an ugly person

.no, a dental hygrnist

.that's was wife swap

.oh right I jeep forgetting

.must be nice to have all that money

.it might be free but I have a thumbnail of sweetened lemon pop so... no thanks

.is it the lighting

.maybe

.that's guy just turned green

.yeah that's not the lighting, maybe she's avampire or someone peppersprayed her. Who understands those Koreans

.hey guys do you know what's going on here

.weird I saw this on american dad Justignore they forget in about thirty seconds

.I saw something like this on mr robot, he wants windows ten

.greenpiece

.leave a nickel in his boite

.here you go catch a ride

.wait guys that's a mentos, remember the guy from deep impact who looked at the sun WAIT!

Wait it hasn't come yet.

You need to pull the antenna out, I have a chocolate one.

Whoa. Want to put in my mouth

Yeah does he.

I'm working on getting a credit so I can get the other one.

They make you call it chocolate you know.

I know I'm the one who told him that.

Not the black one.

Really isn't that dark chocolate..

I think it's cherry.

O maybe

It could be

It had a ride stripe

Yeah, now I'm picturing it.

I want to put it in my mouth, what are you thinking about.

There's a lot of paramedics in line for cotton candy.

They're watching that person help a car onto themself.

That's not a real car. My car's engines in the wrong place.

Hi I'm Marlena

Oh hey woah is that his third hit.

I don't think they know what to do after they go over once, ever scrape a pot grinder clean.

No, I have cocaine.

That gets around.

Can you mix it in this stiff.

If I wanted to maybe.

I only have Tylenol and aspirin.

Toss it in whatever I think he'll need some after they get past the knee.

It's a small car.

Is it car

That's a flat .. post man

Is it a car, I saw them in a BBC show once.

There's a lot of people in this cotton. Candy.

How much inflammation did you have before.

There's a separate incident involving a homeless person lighting people on fire but he never comes to this platform.

Do you ever have cotton candy at this platform.

Is that sarah

Sara Michelle Gellar probably, she's holding a bazooka.

Is it a car?

It's cotton candy oh hey that's a performance

He just had his ostopathology license implemented.

Pretty, pretty boastful

There is no way you can sell ice cream on this platform.

I don't want ice cream do you have anything orange Creamsicle.

I have rocket cream soda.

No thanks how much, k here you go.

Whyd you buy it

I wanted it

You forgot your change

That was drawn on this morning

But when you say that out loud it sounds like you agree!

He is really red

It was nice of them to leave us there Guitar case

Yay more twenties I'll never get to Tijuana at this rate.

Can I try the ocarina

Obviously that's a stupid question

Can you trying just want to know it works

I'm holding it. One thing at a time.

I remember all the cFingerings.

Actually, just so we're clear I'm telling them to you telepathically now in case I forget them.

Ok I thought that's what that was

Besides this one has a wheel.

I know but deep down I can see myself using it one hand.

If that were true it's because I can imagine .it it's pretty straight forward

Oh wow fifty what do you for a living

Oh sorry

Oh wow fifty what do you do for a living

Sorry,she's got the expensive one with the wheel

That's politics for yeah. Muchos respectos.

Oh k don't say that next to this printer

Muchos petr

He said he smells your like fart in french

O.

No that's not the credit you need it's at least one Spanish or one asl and three physeds

They take it pretty serious.

That's hollywood

Nice

Oh wow fifty what do you do for a living

There's two tho

Oh wow (*^3(*^o^*)

Sorry

Oh wow fifty what do you do for a living

She's a fashion model guru

Muchos test

Yeah I should studied for the sats

Ok a friend of me just texted me need to go to Buffalo

Ok

He's a famous Olympian, he made a lot of people swiss

I love toblerone

Hi madeb

He thinks your working on his dating profile just go with it

Alright,

Hey mentos?

X.x

Now where we're we, I see way flimsy fire perspective

Ok we just need stop by Korea for a sec

How do you do that

I made a lot of people feel comfortable becoming paralegals

I have to study for the sats more

Fine

I can't get no, nonono I can't get no.nonono

Siri:opening note pad

She has to do that if I tell her to.

Ask her to do more

Larry whose got the best doll house

HHH:Eddie Murphy

Show me Jen psaki, oh no why do I do that

And you know she means water because this is a different sara than the one by the lifts

A Spanish trains always been an elevator?

Hahaha I remember prom, we used to have cycling helmets on the side walk

No that was a real camel, he is not Hercules. I know I sold Hercules those smokes, I've seen the gerbil cage yes.

Please sir I just got a local butcher of my own.

Pure homily of blaring silence

She wants half the house I can't sit through saw.

I promise he followed me from a folding chair

Well Quinn aptitude was in Mexican.

Why did you send her to a Mexican boarding school now we both sound like cartoons.

I was following my heart, exlax

That is ridiculous

Suit yourself, where's the roof

Suit your self

Tell me one neat ah, how's your Mexican

Does turbulent airplane hand gesture

South

And you can't see me on woodfloors in these

No, I see me

You can't do this with your tongue

Drives away, front of the Benz is muffed.!

Someone else out there thinks your a clown dentist.

I will send you to snl

Try it.

When's it green!

You wanted that woman's vote, she's going to throw candles through your window!

Best mother's day ever

I know your not councilwoman anymore.

Really, tries her bracelet tri k Grey goose, accepts her raffle ticket, smug glance at the topiary

She had to try something, her relationship with both her houses were in atrophy and her car's sex life was the bomb.

Fire truck: hey baby love you

She looks over at the group heading to the conference room.

Pam what do they have that I don't.

No silly they're just following doug, he's got a recorder.

What is fondue?

No idea I went croc pot.

My entire basement is the opposite of those peoples bay.

O good one celia down bye the bay...

O for fuck sakes Pam!

Few thousand miles away in another dimension hopefully, unless there still down wind tokyo

Model guru on the subway floor, basically just her being herself.

See it slides see .

Slidss.

I want to put it in my mouth.

Me too. They make you call it chocolate.

No

Yeah, otherwise you need another high school credit.

I can bring ny Nokia to the skate park

You don't skate.

You don't know

You don't skate.

That's gangreen

No, I saw the commercial.

I'm telling you. Gangrounous.

Wo

Errfdd

Right here

What kind of goPro

No, celia they just want to see if you can do a hardy boy Oman oops oh boy

Hey baby I love you

And your Nancy's ex husband's, boss

We re on the same ish payroll

And how close do we get to sephora

Don't forget that it IS closed while your there

That's not my question

Forget her

Just pulled up

Wool and -vPcaller ID your go

Downtowns a dip by the bar

She could use a lozenge and maybe a room of her own beautiful singing there mam..wot where...

Did someone drive stairs here! Can someone look special up in the dictionary

Give it a second

It's current time,

Is that how Robin did it, he was Mork bak then

Oh no way totaly we always look at there fore arms HOLYShit! And he was playing an alien. Not bad, I,m the P, by the M and the part equation napkin you were thinking it.

So I'm not sure what a sports car is anymore but he is not going to babysitting anyone in my neighborhood,

His poop smells like cinnamon, or...we're almost at cinnabon!

Oh yeah I forgot that. They have a washroom right.

...

..

He got hit by a van awhile ago,

WHOA! Cankles is that you!

-z -z

It was very fast, and if was racing a clown ice-cream truck.

I'm glad to see Playstations not having the same problems.

It's just an angry ice-cream truck shooting at suv sized lawnmowers at a skate board park.

I didn't want people smoking there anymore!

Well can we get video or something...

What do woman want.

It's going to end up being something about clothes, don't get me wrong

This one told me she just started weight watchers. She's got to be at most two pounds, after you take off the socks and shoes.

It was the fastest ice-cream truck ever, but they got a rubber band on an twig. DONE

And what happens when if the last time you ever see is me looking like who you'll be expecting to see in the first place.

She cannot do the macarana,

She IS Christian illiterate, Doug's wife goes to her book club.

Thanks Pam what would I do without you.

She lost a lot of weight

Can you talk about something else please. I just got these on.

It's a good thing we're in a gym

Can I please speak with Nancy's ex boss or whatever the fondue stations almost out of spring onion!

What is this... have you ever seen a nicer KFC

Nope no way never pull over.

Look, we can take the dog.

Ok but I still want them to make me make them watch me pretend I'm too sore to go back to the glove compartment to get it's paper work.

Ok whatever you say...

Oh shit it's not going to work, I can't do calligraphy on clothe.

Your going to have to remove your accent mam.

What!

You need to leave right after I asked her to stop she lit on fire!

And.

Axe is not perfume.

You are so bad at the law attraction

What kind of cheese is this.

Those are strawberries.

Get me some salt.

And she means ketchup.

Elaine, can you tell me how they did this.

Her tops got a low cut.

Interesting

Snap out of it Leslie your options were always between the rasta man or Angelica, Dill cousin or whatever. There is no radio cheese string.

O sorry I thought once I got paid I get to leave. They laugh at her. Clearly someone's not following the script there's a pickle farting to death in front of a metro sexual small Indian with a Canadian illegal on his marriage license.

He'll do my fonts and we'll let this fart thing Play out... how would you like to run for city council.

I just can't get this skates to work.. .

Because... you need the washroom.

You meant cones I see.

Why didn't you try the Asian doctor trick

No way I can not get anything wrapped around thus for long

I meant a diaper.

Interesting

And they call this piece a mural.

Excuse me mise try this. Throws a rock at the TV.

Mjahx

What did you do!

I know you don't know

Woah. Window rolls up on invisiSUVbenze I did well in south America, but this is not south America

[kiss-my-freckle]

– Mystic Grill – History and Horror –

Vampilaric Stabman: Hi Jeremy! We need to have a hard discussion …

Jeremy Gilbert: Poop.

Vampilaric Stabman: So while I agree, *Call of Duty *is an excellent game, I don’t think it’s an appropriate topic for your history report. Also, your sister cousin is a vampire boffing whore who’s demented predilections bring pain and misery to everyone around her, and I think you should help me commit vampire genocide. Also, you misspelled you own name. Come on, man. Come on.

– The Gilbert House – Entrance of Elijah –

Matt Donovan: Hey Elena, I have an idea! What if, instead of staying in town while vampire and werewolves and hybrids oh my murder everyone you love, what if you packed a bag and got the hell out of our lives town?

Elena Gilbert: Matt, that’s silly! How can I enjoy the tears of my loved ones if I’m not here! Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go put on some skimpy clothing and take a run through the seedy part of town!

Matt Donovan: Bro, any chance you could talk some sense into her?

Stefan Salvatore: Sorry bro, I left awesome me back in Chicago. It’s Doormat Stefan from here on out.

The Doorbell: Ding Dong!

Elena Gilbert: I bet that’s someone terribly dangerous! Let me answer it!

Elijah: Hi guys! I was just-

The Twitters: SQUEEEEEEEE!

Elijah: Does that hurt your ears as badly as it hurts mine? I mean, it’s nice to be loved and all, but … wow.

– Mystic Grill – Teacher of Terror –

Vampilaric Stabman: Okay Jeremy, so what I need from you is a ten page paper, properly cited, on how no one in Mystic Falls, especially the Salvatores, owned any slaves, the location of Klaus’ body, and your summary of Uncle Tom’s Cabin. Get that to me by Monday, or I’ll have to dock you a letter grade. And tear out your throat with my teeth.

– The Gilbert House – Perfect Planning –

Elijah: So here’s the plan: you guys help me find Vampilaric and steal his Witch Weapon of Supernatural Slaughter, and give me Klaus’ body, and we’ll run litle scared little bunnies, taking Vampilaric with us. And as an added bonus, if you act now, not only will you receive one lifetime free of my psychotic brother’s machinations, you’ll recieve a second *lifetime free of Klaus’ machinations absolutely free!

* Second lifetime free of Klaus’ machinations only redeemable by children of the Doppelganger. All bets are off if Elena becomes a vampire. No purchase necessary. Offer void where prohibited.

Elena Gilbert: Since trusting you has never gone horribly, terribly wrong in the past … I accept!

Damon Salvatore (on the phone): Facepalm.

– Lockwood Estates – Outtings and Outrage –

Carol Lockwood: Hi guys! You know that horrible, terrible secret you two are keeping? The secret that would make the Founder’s Council and every law enforcement officer in the town crave your death the way a fat kid craves cake? The secret that we promised to hold close and never, ever reveal?

Tyler Lockwood: …

Caroline Forbes: …

Sheriff Liz Forbes: We done fucked up.

– The Gilbert House – Friends and Felonies –

Matt Donovan: Jeremy, I’m so sorry! You’re in a terrible predicament! What are you going to do?

Jeremy Gilbert: Well, he knows to check Wikipedia, so I think I’m gonna try and buy a report off of EssayMill.com. I’m pretty sure there’s no way it’ll be completely obvious that I wasn’t the one who wrote it, even when I suddenly start turning in A-level work.

Matt Donovan: I meant about Vampilaric and Elena and Klaus’ body.

Jeremy Gilbert: Oh, that. I figured I’d just kidnap Elena and take her somewhere safe. Everyone else does it.

The Gilbert House – Twists, Turns, and Terror –

Jeremy Gilbert (on the phone): Hi vampilaric! Damon is on his way to burry Klaus’ body in the woods, the same way he “buried” Viki’s body under a thin layer of leaves!

Matt Donovan (on the phone): That was my sister!

Jeremy Gilbert (on the phone): Also, Elijah helped me with that term paper. That’s cool, right? Also, Elijah totally isn’t back in town, and we’re absolutely not planning to double cross you.

Elena Gilbert (on the phone): I am!

Jeremy Gilbert: Elena, hush! That’s supposed to be a surprise!

Elijah: Facepalm.

– Lockwood Estates – Montagues and Capulets –

Caroline Forbes: Hi Tyler! This latest threat to our lives really sucks! But I’ve come up with a fantastic idea! Let’s get a friendly monk to marry us, and then run away, forsaking the violence and strife of this city forever!

Tyler Lockwood: That worked really well when it happened in Romeo and Juliette, so let’s give it a try!

Caroline Forbes: Great! I’ll go get my curling iron!

Tyler Lockwood: I’ll meet you in two hours!

Caroline Forbes: Two hours! I said I have to get my curling iron, not pass the Civil Servants exam.

– Self Storage of Slaughter –

Damon Salvatore: Hi Bonnie! For some unknown reason, I’m going to go ahead and listen to another one of Elena’s terrible plans! So here’s Klaus’ body!

Bonnie Bennet: Great! Say, can you leave us alone for a few minutes, so I can fuck this up even worse than it already is?

Damon Salvatore: Yeah, sure, whatever. I’ll be in the car. Drinking.

lmao!! 3x22 is beyond insane to me, and yet another instance where Damon is right. Matt only got it half right because he was stupid enough to turn around. Why no one bothered to track Alaric is beyond me. I'm the type of person that would have eyes on my enemy at all times. Somehow he got 100 miles out of town with no one noticing he was no longer in town lol

[whattheabcxyz]

2023-08-25

Singapore

No immediate ban on Japanese seafood here after Fukushima nuclear wastewater release

It's that time of year here again when public property gets destroyed & the environment polluted by jerks burning offerings

Another case of theft involving domestic helpers: 20 months’ jail for maid who stole over $42K in cash & valuables from retiree

New polling arrangement at nursing homes aims to reduce hassle for both elderly & homes

Science

New study finds babies who spend time fixated on screens may experience developmental delays - welcome to a whole new generation of stupidity!

Attempt at cleaning up space junk results in more space junk being created - & in the meantime, Elon continues to dangerously pollute space

Business

Biden administration sues Elon Musk's SpaceX for "only hiring US citizens" & "discouraging" asylum seekers/refugees from applying for jobs - I guess national security concerns should be ignored then, just so we can be "inclusive"?! 🤦

Environment

Indonesian ministry shuts down 4 factories & plans to spray mist in attempt to tackle air pollution - at least Jokowi is doing something about things!

Travel

Changi Airport trials fully automated aerobridge docking to improve safety & efficiency

Art

Meet Suda, the painting elephant - she paints better than some humans!

^ "Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema's startlingly beautiful paintings, which were once celebrated, then rejected, portray the luxury & decadence of the classical era through a contemporary lens"

People

Jenny Boyd is Nicole Linkletter's doppelganger! 😲

Entertainment

Shazza is latest Singaporean female singer to appear on New York’s Times Square billboard - part of Spotify’s Equal campaign, which aims to highlight women on its platform

[eclipsecrowned]

my muses with same fcs interacting:

zev and laerion are living it up. they're both well-traveled troublemakers and romantics who wax poetically about their time abroad and their love of the finer things in life. zev can absolutely seduce laerion and laerion will absolutely let him. it's more about the novelty of having your doppelganger than any chemistry. definitely become penpals in some crossover setting. at some point laerion is offering real cash money if zev will put his head in m*leys mouth. zev chooses life instead.

oswald is looking at laszlo in abject horror because how does he speak and dress so finely and behave so uncouthly? stop trying to mack on his waitresses! stop trying to mack on his bartenders! he has a mouth that would make the sailors down at the docks go pink! man, his cousin from london sucks, why is he here! laszlo stares fondly into the camera. footage cuts to an interview where he's planning to swindle ozzie for all he's worth.

seth stands in front of sarah, in a defensive stance, never taking her eyes off of that dark energy that has entered this room. sarah stares past seth to the same target, asking aloud what dark corner of the otherworld this woman crawled out of. julia, the only one here that doesn't come from a supernatural setting and is in fact 100% human, just lights a cigarette and informs the other two they must be mistaken. internally, she had no idea her moral failings were so clockable by the divine and the perceptive. she may have to kill them.

evi and shalendra sit, drink, and commiserate about being in love with warmongers. shae goes on about how hard it is to be with hers because his aims are noble but he's fighting against divine predestination that only serves to damn him in the public eye. evi empathizes, and then talks about how hard it is to convince her husband of being better when he gets by just fine on unrelenting violence. she names one incident that just has shae, a minion to the literal big bad of her universe, spit-take. evi.. honey... throw the whole man away...

[hollyethecurious]

Doppelganger on the Docks by @theonceoverthinker

A CS Poem for @csrolereversal and @cshalloweek

Summary: Even in Storybrooke, the town where most anything can happen, Killian doesn’t expect much chaos when he and Emma go sailing together. But hey, for good or ill, that’s their town, right?

Artist Note: I won’t deny the squeal that left me when I was assigned Jenna as the author for this art piece. While I’d had a vague story idea in mind when I created it, I told her to go where inspiration led because I knew she’d come up with something I never could. 

And she did not disappoint!

@theonceoverthinker, I LOVE what you wrote! I know you were worried about not meeting expectations, but love, this exceeded every expectation I could have conjured. The story, the prose, the rhymes, I adore it! You more than did this piece justice, and I will happily collaborate with you ANY time.

(Also, a quick shout out to @artistic-writer for adding Killian’s eyes to the lower right image. Thank you, my person!)

[catxtopia]

Ok look I gotta get this off my chest so I can sleep at night. ViagoAnton and Blackstede AU. It’s been living rent free in my head for weeks so here we go-

Takes place well after the inevitable S2. The Revenge have been raiding merchant ships pretty regularly now, they got it down to a science so there are no casualties anymore. Save for the occasional accidental stabbing… They’ve just finished loading the cargo under deck, Stede’s busy at work checking the merchants log to make sure everything is accounted for. Once everything's stored away all that’s left is an abnormally large crate in the middle of the room.

He’s flipping through the logs, confused, until he comes across a tiny note in the back that. It says that this odd box had been excessively paid for from an anonymous seller to be sent to some place called Wellington. And underlined beneath that it reads “Do Not Open In Sunlight”

Stede’s confused, the crews intrigued, and Ed’s already got a crowbar in the lid of the box before Frenchie could even begin rattling nervously that they should just leave it alone. 

And then the lids off. And inside is a coffin. 

They all take a step back. Ed tosses the crow bar and whines that it’s just a dead bloke. Everything seems taken care of, they’ll toss it overboard later after a celebratory supper. They're heading towards the door when the lid of the coffin comes creaking open and a man starts levitating from the box.

Frenchie faints.

The mysterious floating man steps out onto the deck and waves innocently, giving a gentle greeting. He asks if this is Wellington, the crews too stunned to speak. After a long staring match the man suddenly gasps and hurries towards Stede, proclaiming “Dearest your hair has grown so much!” As if he knows Stede. 

Which Stede is fairly certain he does not. 

Ed most certainly has normal feelings about this and totally doesn't immediately pull his gun on the guy who just levitated out of a freaking coffin and called his boyfriend dearest. 

And that’s how they meet Viago! 

Cue The Revenge arranging to bring Viago the rest of the way to Wellington to meet up with his estranged lover Anton. Frenchie is having none of it. Ed’s almost just as disturbed, especially because everyone keeps comparing the two's similar appearances. They absolutely do NOT look alike at all, thankyouverymuch.

And Stede is having the most wonderful time of his life talking pleasantries with this fancy little vampire man. They’re best friends. Ed finds them drinking tea one night together and gossiping. Only rather Stede’s drinking tea and Viago is drinking what can only be blood from a tea cup. The bandage wrapped around Stede’s wrist sends Ed into an absolute tizzy. 

Of course towards the end of their journey I am gonna need Ed and Viago to have some soft conversation about being portrayed as monsters and how there is more to them then their names/appearances. Ed guesses Viago’s not so bad- but he’s still happy to kick him off The Revenge once they reach Wellington. 

And of course waiting at the dock is a disturbingly similar looking blonde man on shore waiting for Viago. Everyone’s staring as they walk off together, utterly confused by the two doppelgangers. The only reasonable answer? Witchcraft. 

The end

Thank you and goodnight

[study-coffee-chicago]

Brady and Burdens (A Halstead Brothers + Halstead Sister Imagine)

These plotlines were requested from @beckaroo89 on wattpad and an anon here on Tumblr! I hope you enjoy!

Also, this is not proofread because I wanted to get this posted and then go to bed because I have classes in the morning, so that's why there might grammar/spelling errors. Finally, please remember to reblog and comment!

Enjoy!

When Jay walked into Brady, a home for troubled girls who had nowhere else to go, or the foster system had chewed them up and spit them back out, he just expected it to be a normal undercover case. No more, no less. He had been undercover many times, it was nothing new.

He was being shown around the place by his new "supervisor", Vince, when there was a call over the speaker.

"All staff report to a fight in the cafeteria immediately. Fight in the cafeteria. All staff please report."

Jay and Vince sprinted into the cafeteria.

It reminded Jay of a high school cafeteria. Normal. Except, two girls were fighting. Typically, at the high school he and Will had gone to, it was typically the boys who got in fistfights with each other. But, he knew that if girls were fighting, then the anger had been bubbling up for a while. Basically, it would take a lot to pull these two apart.

"You know restraints?" Vince asked.

So, Jay faked it. His background for this UC gig was that he used to work at his uncle's auto shop. You don't learn restraints there.

He scoffed. "No."

"Then improvise," Vince told him.

Luckily for Jay, he did know the way to properly restrain a minor. Because, if he didn't and a girl got hurt, he and Brady would face a mountain of lawsuits. And, if a girl got hurt very badly, something that resulted in her death or a very serious injury, Jay could face jail time.

But, he knew proper restraints, so it was okay.

"Bitch! You're a little bitch!" a girl yelled and spat--literally she spit--in your face.

"Go to hell!" you yelled.

All Jay could see was the back of a girl with jeans and a t-shirt, but he would know your voice anywhere.

And, at the moment, your back was to him so you had no idea that Jay was here. You knew they didn't give a damn about you. Whether that was because they told the social worker that or because the social worker didn't bother to contact either of them. Either way, Will and Jay had no idea that you were out of your dad's care.

"You're done!" Jay yelled as he pulled your arms behind you and hooked his arms through at the space where your elbows were. "You're done!"

"Ja--"

"Ryan! You got her?" Vince asked.

"Ryan?" you yelled above the noise of all the other girls yelling about the excitement of the fight. "What the hell are you--"

"I'm giving everyone three seconds to stop talking!" Vince yelled. He counted to three in his head. "Good. Next person who moves or yells is getting a level docked!" He lowered his voice and turned to Jay. "I'll take her to a room to go process, you take her?" Jay nodded. "She seems pretty calm at the moment, so just find an empty classroom. No need for a time-out room."

"Got it," Jay answered.

He released his hold on you, but kept on hand on your bicep, just like he would if he were leading a suspect to the backseat of his truck.

"J--"

"What did he just say?" Jay questioned. "Be quiet or you'll get a level docked. Last chance."

You shut your mouth. Maybe this was just Jay's doppelganger. But, he sounded like him, too. This was more like Jay's twin.

You were led into an empty classroom. The minute Jay closed the door, he dropped his "Ryan" facade.

"Y/N? What are you doing here?" he asked.

It was Jay. You thought you'd never see him again.

You started to get choked up. You were only fifteen, and this past month has been hell for you. All you wanted was for one of your brothers to come and break you out of here. But, after three weeks, you lost all hope of getting out of here. Your social worker was an asshole who hated his job, so the minute a placement opened up, he dumped you here. He didn't even try to get in contact with Jay or Will. You were pretty sure that was illegal or that he'd at least lose his license. When you had brought up your brothers when you were picked up by DCFS, he told you that you were just a kid. And, you just gave up after a few weeks. After all, you were a kid. What did you really know about how all this stuff worked.

"I- I..." But you just trailed off and instead threw yourself into his arms.

"Hey, hey, it's okay," Jay reassured while he rubbed your back. "It's okay. But, I do need to know why you are here."

You pulled away and looked at him. You didn't want this to be the last time you hugged him, so you kept holding onto him. You didn't want this to be the last time you hugged him.

"They- he didn't- he didn't even listen to me! He didn't try to con- try to contact you."

"Who, Y/N? Who didn't try to contact me?"

"DCFS! He- He just brought me- brought me here."

"Y/N, we're gonna sit down, okay? That might be easier for you to calm down, okay?"

You nodded and followed him to the desks in the classroom. You sat in one of the chairs and Jay sat in another one and angled it toward you. You reached for his hand and he nodded his head and grabbed on to your outstretched hand.

Jay gave your hand a squeeze. "What about Dad?" Jay asked.

You scoffed. "Dad hasn't given a damn for years. I thought I was good at hiding it. Apparently not enough."

"Meaning?" Jay probed.

"Wearing the same clothes over and over, not having lunch, the bags under my eyes."

Jay told himself that he would've noticed. But, unlike your teachers, he wasn't seeing you five days a week. With his job and you being in high school, he was lucky if he saw you maybe once every two to three weeks. The same went for Will.

He heard a bell ring.

And, he assumed that Vince would come and find this soon. He needed to make this fast because he didn't know whether or not girls would be coming in here for a class.

"Listen, I'm on a UC gig right now. Just, call me Ryan when you see me."

"Why? Jay, please just get me out of here. I wanna- I wanna go home. With you. Please," you pleaded.

Jay felt his heart shatter. But, despite being a detective, he couldn't do anything at the moment.

"I know, I know you do. And we are gonna get you out of here and to me or Will. You just gotta give me 24 hours to figure out what the hell happened and to get through all that red tape. Can you do that for me?"

You nodded your head and bit your lip to hold back more tears.

"I promise I will find a way to get you out of here. But, for the next 24 hours, I'm not your brother, Jay. I'm just Ryan, the new staff member. I need you to remember that."

"Okay, I can do that."

***

"Jay, I understand you're upset, but we already put you under. We can pull you, but the whole case would go under. And, you did say you thought that Ellie knew something. You can't build trust in one shift and then ask her the pressing questions tomorrow morning," Voight told him.

"Don't you think I know that!" Jay yelled. "I know we can't get answers in one shift! I know that! But, she's my sister, and I don't even know why she's there!"

"Then, we'll figure something out. We'll figure out why she's there and figure out an alternative to get her out of there without your cover being blown. And, if you don't like the idea, then you can blow your cover. We'll work through the night and you can give me your answer before your next UC shift at Brady."

Next shift. His next shift at Brady was tomorrow at 8 am. It was currently 5 pm. Jay would need to stop working on this at 7 am tomorrow. They had fourteen hours to figure out an alternative to his cover being blown.

"I'll go notify the rest of the team about our change of plans," Voight said. "You need to go get your head on straight."

"Sarge--"

"Take ten minutes, Jay. You need your head on straight if you want to figure this out and get Y/N out of there."

Jay sighed. He didn't want to take that time, but he knew his boss was right. If he wanted to get you out of Brady, he couldn't be letting his adrenaline get the best of him.

So, he went to the locker room. He splashed some cold water on his face and then took some deep breaths, a skill he had learned since his girlfriend, Hailey, had convinced him to go to therapy.

Breathe in for four seconds...Hold for four seconds...Breathe out for four seconds...Breathe in for four seconds...Hold for four seconds...Breathe out for four seconds...

Jay lost count of how many times he had done the breathing exercise, but now he felt calmer, lighter. He took this time to go over what you had told him so far and get his thoughts in order before he had to tell them to the team.

A social worker didn't do his job...dirty clothes, being tired all the time, no lunch at school, which sounded to him like some of the textbook signs of child neglect--

"Hey."

Jay looked up at the sound of his girlfriend's voice.

"Uh, hey," Jay replied.

Hailey walked over to him and sat down next to him on the bench. "You doing okay?" she asked and placed a hand on his back and rubbed small circles on it, which was almost the same thing he had done earlier today when you had cried in that classroom at Brady.

"Yeah...all things considered," Jay answered. "I'm not about to run through a wall to kill anyone anymore."

"Well, I for one am glad about that. I don't need to be talking you off the ledge when you have bigger priorities to worry about."

"Yeah," Jay agreed.

Hailey kept pushing. "Anything you wanna talk about before we go back into the bullpen and you have to tell everyone the facts?"

Jay chuckled at that. "This sounds like a therapy session. No offense, Hails."

Hailey cracked a smile. "Your girlfriend and badass detective by day, but I do sometimes moonlight as a therapist at night. Guess I never told you that."

Jay smiled. "That was good." He closed his eyes and focused on what you had told him and his feeling surrounding what little he knew. "It's just that, I'm pissed at my dad. From what she told me, it sounds like textbook child neglect. I can't believe me or Will didn't notice and get her out of there. If one of us--"

"Jay, you can't blame yourself for this. It was your dad and your dad only."

"I know that. And, the fact that apparently, a social worker failed to notify me or Will. That makes my blood boil. We could've taken her in if he had done his damn job. I need you to promise me, that when we catch that guy, you won't let me talk to him. I'll lose it, Hails. I promise you I will."

"I can do that," she promised. "You ready to get out of here and get some work done. We can stay in here if you need more time or--"

"No," Jay cut her off. "Let's get back upstairs. We don't have much time."

***

"She wasn't lying about the neglect--" Adam started, but Jay cut him off.

"She wouldn't lie about things like that," Jay interjected.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry," Adam apologized. "But, according to the DCFS notes and the teacher she did show signs of neglect like she told you."

Adam told Jay everything that was in the report and Jay typed some into their case notes. For this case, he'd only be taking case notes while they were trying to figure everything out. So, he'd get everything from his team, but he wouldn't be the first one to find the information; essentially, he wouldn't be using his detective right now. Voight didn't want Jay to get an invoice for punching a computer or breaking something else in the bullpen, so he figured it would be best for Jay to just take the case notes on this one.

"Anything on the social worker?" Jay asked.

"Nothing yet," Adam explained. "He's got a clean record. Obviously. He wouldn't be in this job if something popped on his background check. But, we both know that assholes like him slip through the cracks."

Jay scoffed. He hated people like that. "Yeah."

"Jay, come here," Hailey said. "You're gonna want to see this."

He walked over to her computer. All she did was point to a paragraph and then to a signature below said paragraph.

"I can't fucking believe him," Jay muttered and then grabbed his coat.

"Where are you going?" Hailey asked, but she thought she already knew the answer.

"To my dad's. See why the hell he signed that."

And then, he was walking down the bullpen stairs, leaving everyone else but Hailey wondering what was on that computer screen.

"Why's he going to see his dad?" Adam asked.

"Because," Hailey sighed. She hoped her boyfriend wasn't about to do something stupid. "He signed away his parental rights to Y/N."

***

"I cannot believe you!" Jay yelled as he stormed into his childhood home after giving the front door two hard knocks. He hadn't even waited for his dad to answer the door after them, he just walked in.

"Jay?" Pat Halstead asked, abruptly standing up from a chair at the kitchen table where he had been eating dinner. "What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here?" Jay asked rhetorically, taking more steps toward his dad. "What am I doing here? You'd think I'd never find out, didn't you? Think me and Will are so stupid we wouldn't figure out you signed away your parental rights?"

"I thought it was what was best for her!"

"Best for her?" Jay yelled. "You've gotta be kidding me. She's in a group. A group home!"

Pat Halstead furrowed his eyebrows and a look of confusion fell across his face. "A group home? But I thought..." he trailed off, not knowing how to explain that he didn't mean to do you any harm by signing away his parental rights.

"You thought what? That she'd be better in a group home?"

"No, I thought she'd be with you or Will."

At this, Jay's anger subsided just slightly. "What? Dad, what are you talking about? I thought Y/N was living with you until..." he trailed off. He couldn't exactly tell his dad what had happened since it was still an ongoing investigation. "Until I found out otherwise."

"What? No. Those Department of Children people told me that if I sign away my parental rights, it'll be easier for you or Will to take her. After all, I can't raise a daughter without her mother."

Jay wanted to point out that you were fifteen and were starting to gain independence, there wasn't much raising left to do. But he stayed silent about that part. "And you think me and Will could do much better? Last I checked, we're both men."

"I know that!" Pat took a deep breath to stop himself from yelling again. "I know that. But you and Will both have a lot of, uh, female friends." He didn't know if the women Jay and Will were working with had been girlfriends, they were sleeping with them, or if they were just coworkers, so he settled for female friends. "I figured one of you, with the help of a few of them, could be better role models for her. I've been working the same job for forty years now, Jay. Not much I've accomplished. And, I can't even remember to get her new clothes for school or turn down the damn tv so she can sleep at night. I figured you or Will would be better for her."

Jay thought he heard regret in his dad's voice, but he couldn't be sure. He wasn't a man who showed a lot of emotion to begin with.

"Tell me about the social worker," Jay probed. If you said that the social worker just dropped you off at Brady without contacting one of them, he had to have done it for a reason. Just like there had to have been a reason why he convinced your dad to give up his parental rights to you. After all, the system (though a system with lots of flaws) typically tried to work on parental reunification, family therapy, and eventually children (or teens) back in their home after treatment in a group home or foster home.

"Not much to tell," Pat began. "He came here with two police officers, explained what the teacher had said, the cops handed me a temporary removal order and told Y/N to go pack some of her stuff.

"While she was doing that, the social worker, I think his name was Jean, started talking to me. One officer had gone with Y/N and the other had gone outside to the cruiser, so it was just me and him. He told me what was going on, asked if I had any questions, and asked if there was any family she could go to. I told him to give you or Will a call.

"Then, he asked if I want to terminate my parental rights and I asked why. He then said that it would be easier for you or Will to take her in if I did so. So, I did. I thought it was for the best, Jay. I really did."

Jay nodded. So his dad actually wasn't in the wrong. He was trying to do what was best. Even though he hadn't contacted him, he had assumed that this Jean guy had. So, at this point, Jay didn't find anything that his dad did illegal or wrong. Maybe a little stupid (not questioning further, not going to court) but not wrong.

"Is she in trouble? Is that why you're here?" Pat asked.

"No," Jay answered. "No, she's not. I'm just trying to figure out what happened so that she can come home with me."

"Okay, good. I want her to be safe."

"She will be."

***

"Please tell me you have something on the social worker?" Jay asked when he walked into the bullpen.

"Not much yet," Kim answered. "What'd you get from your dad?"

"He said that the social worker, the name's Jean, said that if my dad signed over his parental rights, that me or Will would have an easier time getting custody of Y/N."

"That makes sense," Kim piped up. "No custody battle."

"Which would be the case," Jay started, "if that Jean bastard actually bothered to contact me or Will!"

"My issue is how'd he get away with that?" Kevin asked. "When I got Jordan and Vanessa, there was a lot of paperwork, lots of people checkin' stuff. It wasn't just the social worker. The social worker's boss checks over stuff when they choose a placement to make sure it's good and then they can be placed there."

"You're saying you think there's more people involved besides this Jean guy?" Voight asked.

"Wouldn't be shocked," Kim said.

"Well, dig into the social worker." Voight paused. "Halstead, my office."

This time, Jay knew he did nothing wrong or was gonna get benched when he followed his boss into his office and closed the door behind him.

"Will's on his way," Voight said. "I had Trudy notify him."

"Why? I could've gotten her out just fine," Jay argued.

"I know, Jay. But, I want you to stay under at Brady. So, if Y/N gets out of there tomorrow, she'll have to go somewhere. And Will's your other option."

Jay nodded. "Okay. He's pissed?"

"Trudy didn't say. But, I will say, you should go down there now so he doesn't blow up on patrol."

"Probably a good idea."

Jay walked downstairs just in time to see Will entering the building. He opened his mouth, but Jay stopped him.

"I'm right here, so don't yell."

"She's in a group home? And you didn't care to call me right when you knew?" Will yelled anyway.

"What did I just say? I'll explain in a second. Just, c'mon."

Jay gave Trudy an apologetic look, silently apologizing for his brother's yelling, and then walked up the steps and buzzed himself and Will into Intelligence.

Then, they went into the coffee room and Jay explained everything he knew so far.

***

"How'd it go?" Hailey asked an hour and a half later.

"As well as it could go," Jay answered. Jay had explained everything to Will and then after that, Voight came in and handed a piece of paper to Will and told him that it was one of the best custody lawyers in the city and that he owed Voight a favor which he was cashing in now. So, Will went home to contact the lawyer to fast-track your leaving Brady. "Please tell me we got something when I was in there."

"We did," Hailey said. "Voight and Adam are having a chat with Jean McCloud at his house right now."

"Adam and Voight. Not people I want knocking on my door in the middle of the night. What'd you find out?"

"Corruption."

"About?"

"A judge and that Vince guy from Brady."

"Shit. And, you still need me under, right? To get Vince to confess to whatever it is?"

"Yeah, no judge is gonna sign off a search warrant against another judge based off a few online claims I found. Nobody even arrested or talked to this judge. There's not enough to make a case."

"So, what did he do?" Jay asked.

"Well, there's a lot of moving parts," Hailey began. "For the past half hour we've been trying to figure it out for the past half hour...hence why Kim and Kevin aren't there because they're talking to some lawyers who know the judge."

"Bad idea to talk to the judge upfront?"

"Probably. We need to get more information on this before we go straight for the jugular."

Jay laughed. He never thought he'd hear his girlfriend say a phrase like that. "So, what's the working theory?"

"The working theory is... a little complicated." She walked over to the board and Jay turned towards it and crossed his arms over his chest. "You know about Jean McCloud. Social worker. Nothing popped on background checks or other criminal history. You know Vince, the worker at Brady. And this is Judge Calhoun."

"How are the three connected?"

"That's where it gets tricky. What we think is that Judge Calhoun signs off on the warrants to send girls to Brady. McCloud picks them up and, since he already has a placement set and a judge's order, he just drops them off at Brady. Then, we have Vince, and that's where we get stuck."

"Stuck how?"

"Well, by scouring basically the entire internet, we found a claim of Judge Calhoun saying that he'd have sex with a woman who had a court case and he'd grant her custody. But that's all we found and that never went anywhere. We even checked his financials to see if he paid this woman off, and there was nothing. So, our theory is that she was just pissed she lost custody of her child. She's also in prison for drug charges, so it's believable.

"So we have him giving the go-ahead for placements at Brady to McCloud. McCloud had a sexual assault charge at age fifteen against a twelve year-old-girl, but since he was a minor, it was sealed when he turned eighteen," Hailey explained.

"Which is why no employer would be able to get it for a background check. Because once it's sealed, we're the only ones who are able to access it," Jay said.

"Exactly."

"So, we've got a judge with sexual coercion and a social worker with a sealed sexual assault charge from fifteen years ago. What about Vince?"

"That's the tricky part. We think he might be running girls, but we have no evidence."

"And you came to that conclusion how?" Jay asked.

"Remember right after you walked out of that classroom with Y/N and Vince caught you?"

"Yeah." That felt like a lifetime ago now after everything that had happened today. It seemed like the easiest part of his day if he was being honest.

"Well, from the cam, you just nodded. Do, you remember what he actually said?"

"No. I was thinking of Y/N. My head probably wasn't on straight and I figured it was something to do with training."

"We could tell you had no idea what he said."

"What? How?"

Hailey walked back over to her computer and clicked some buttons. She turned the monitor so that Jay could see.

"This is what he said." Then, Hailey pushed play.

"Look, have your fun," Vince began on the video. "Life's already ruined these girls. But just because they're throwaways, doesn't mean you can't go to jail. So shut your mouth."

Jay was horrified when he heard his response.

"Got it. Yeah, I, yeah, I got it."

Jay put a hand to his forehead and shook his head. If he wouldn't have been thinking about you and that whole situation, he could've pushed Vince further. But he didn't.

"Fuck," Jay muttered.

"It's okay," Hailey said. "You have tomorrow to get some info. Today wasn't your last chance to get this guy to crack, okay? And, maybe Y/N can tell you something once we get her out."

"Yeah, hopefully, something will happen."

Because if he just made a billion-dollar mistake by not focusing and someone was abusing those girls, he'd never forgive himself.

***

Three hours later, it was 2 am. And Jay's phone rang as he was chewing a bit of pizza. He quickly swallowed and then saw was calling and answered his phone.

"What'd the lawyer say?" Jay asked Will.

"Everything's good, except me or you would have to go to court to file a petition of guardianship and then have the home checks and everything," Will answered.

"So...she has to stay in Brady."

"Yeah, unless we know of a foster family. Then he said that he could push it through so that she could go to them for the week given the circumstances."

"We don't know any--" But then Jay cut himself off. He remembered years ago when Antonio was here and Casey and Gabby were trying to adopt a little boy. Sometimes, Antonio would go over there in the morning to help with him when both Casey and Gabby needed to sleep after a shift. "Casey," he whispered to himself.

"What? Jay, I can't hear you."

"Casey, he was a foster parent for that kid he and Gabby tried to adopt years ago."

"You think he'd help out?" Will asked. Honestly, he didn't expect it. It was a random ask and a big ask, even if it was just for a week.

"It's worth a shot," Jay said. You had met Kelly a handful of times, but had only met Casey twice at the firefighter cookouts in the summer.

"Okay, I can go run over to the firehouse right now. Do you want to try his house so we don't waste time?"

"Yeah, I'm basically useless here unless I get some more coffee in me...and I'm sick of district coffee."

Will chuckled. "Call me if you find him before I do."

"I will." Then, Jay hung up.

"What was that about?" Hailey asked. "Something about, Casey and a foster kid?"

"Yeah. About six years ago, Casey and Gabby--his ex-wife and Antonio's sister--tried to adopt this little boy, but it didn't work out. If Casey's still a licensed foster parent, he might be able to take Y/N in for a week while me and Will get through all the paperwork and court and all that. I'm gonna go run to his house right now."

***

Jay pounded on Mat's front door when Will called him and said he struck out at the firehouse.

Mat opened the door.

"Jay? What are you doing here?" he asked. He was in pajama pants and a t-shirt. Jay had no doubt woken him up.

"Listen, I know it's the middle of the night, but I have a huge favor to ask you. Can I come in? It needs some explanation."

"Yeah, of course."

Casey stepped out of the way and Jay walked into his house. Casey led him to his kitchen where he turned on a light and opened the fridge.

"You want a beer?" Casey asked.

"Nah, thanks. But I'm still technically working."

Casey sat down at the table across from Jay. "Alright, so what's this huge favor you needed e for in the middle of the night?"

"You remember my little sister, Y/N?"

"Yeah, she always liked to try and beat the boys at push-ups at the firefighter cookouts. Why?"

"Well, we've got a bit of a situation. To make it quick, my dad was neglecting her, DCFS picked her up, didn't contact me or Will, and now she's in a group home. We can get her out, we just need to get through court and lots of paperwork. But, the lawyer, well he owes Voight a favor, so he said that if we knew of anyone who was a foster parent, he could get her out of Brady, which is the group home, and to them tomorrow morning," Jay explained.

"So, you're wondering if I'm still a licensed foster parent?" Casey asked.

"Yeah. Are you? I don't know. It's been so long since you and Gabby--"

"I get it renewed every time I have to," Casey answered. "I just felt that there was a reason I needed to. And this is it. I'll do it."

"You will?" Jay asked and his eyes grew wide. He honestly wasn't expecting Casey to say yes.

Casey's face broke out into a huge smile. "Yeah, I'll do it! Just tell me who I have to call."

"Okay, okay." Jay paused. He knew he had to get back to work, so he couldn't stay here. "I'll give Will a call and have him come over here because he was the one who talked to the lawyer. I gotta get back to work. We have an active case along with all this Y/N stuff."

"I get it. Stay safe out there."

***

Hours later; Jay's back on shift at Brady

"Hey, I need to talk to you and then we need to go to the office," Jay said to you. He was wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and a different color flannel than yesterday.

"Why?" you asked.

"The office?" You nodded. "I dunno. Your guess is as good as mine." But, he threw in a wink, so you knew he was lying; he just had to play the part because he was undercover.

The two of you walked into an empty classroom again and you sat down next to him.

"So, what's going on? Are you getting me out of here? Please tell me you're getting me out of here?" you asked. Despite this being Jay, you were still nervous that you wouldn't be able to leave.

"Well, we're getting you out of here. But first I need to ask you a couple of questions and then I'll explain what's going on, okay?" You nodded. "Okay. Have you seen Vince do anything weird here?"

"Define weird."

"I dunno, uh..." He really didn't want to mention sex trafficking to you because that was the working theory back at Intelligence. "Him doing weird stuff. Maybe him exiting rooms with girls, sneaking around at night, stuff like that."

"So sex." Jay almost choked, but he nodded. "Oh, yeah. One girl told me to stay away from him, and this resident named Tonya, but I haven't seen anything. Except for him and Tonya leaving classrooms together a few times. Oh, and I did see this girl named Ellie go into Tonya's room with Vince. And, Vince was the only one to come out."

"When did you see this?" Jay asked.

"Maybe a week ago?" you guessed.

"And you know this happened because...?"

"The little curtains we have in front of the windows on our doors on the inside that we put down when we're changing, well I leave mine open at night so I get a bit of light from the hallway and so I can see what's going on."

"So that Vince doesn't come into your room?"

"Yeah," you whispered.

"Hey, we'll get him. Don't worry. That's why I'm here," Jay reassured you.

"Okay. But, what's gonna happen to me?"

"Do you remember Mat Casey? The firefighter you met at the cookouts who's really good friends with Kelly?"

"Yeah. Why?" You furrowed your eyebrows and cocked your head to the side, a trait Jay swore you had picked up from your mom when she was still alive. You had no idea what a firefighter would have to do with you getting out of this place.

"Well, he's a licensed foster parent. And since me and Will can't get guardianship of you until at the earliest next week--"

"You're just dropping me off with him?" You didn't think your brother would just dump you on someone else like your dad did.

"No, not like that," Jay quickly reassured. "It's just for a week while me and Will get through all the paperwork. I promise. And, Will and me will come visit whenever we're off shift. Case- Mat even took a week and a half of furlough so that you won't be by yourself. If I didn't think that this was 110% safe, I wouldn't let you stay with him. You get that, right?"

"Yeah, yeah. I get it. You and Will promise you'll come back for me once everything's sorted out?"

"We promise." Jay stood up. "Now, let's get you to the office. Will and Matt are waiting there along with a judge who signed the order to get you out of here. And then we can go get your stuff."

***

God, your hand was hurting from all the stuff you had carried earlier today. But, that was normal when you had to do a lot of pressing and grabbing with your dominant hand. A year ago, you had tripped in the snow and caught yourself, but now your hand hurt whenever you did certain movements. You had brought it up to your dad, but you could move it, so he said you were fine. You didn't bother arguing with him because you had bigger problems to worry about, like what you were going to eat for lunch the next day at school. And, a few weeks later, it felt fine except for when you did certain movements, like push-ups in gym class or pushing yourself up from a sitting position.

Maybe I should tell Will, you thought to yourself as you sat at Mat Casey's kitchen table with Will next to you and Mat across from you. All three of you were eating pizza for lunch after you had gotten all settled. No, he'll think it's stupid and not want to pay for it like Dad did...even though I know it was just because we didn't have the money for it. And, Will put himself through med school. He probably doesn't have money to spend on your hand right now anyway. And Jay's busy with his job and this case, so just deal with it.

"So, what do you say we go to Navy Pier since everything's settled?" casey suggested, snapping you out of your thoughts. "And, Jay can even meet us for dinner or something else over there, too after he's done working."

"Y/N, what do you think?" Will asked.

"You'll come, too?" you asked. "You don't have to work."

"Nope. I don't have to work until tomorrow, so I'll be with you the whole day."

You agreed. You hadn't been to Navy Pier in ages.

***

A Week Later

"Y/N, how about you go pack your stuff while I talk to Jay," Casey suggested.

"Okay!" You raced to what had been your room for the past week and started packing your things.

Back out in the kitchen, Casey and Jay were talking.

"How'd court go?" Casey asked.

This morning, Jay and Will had both gone to court to finalize guardianship. Jay was your primary guardian and Will was your secondary one in case anything happened to Jay. So, you would be living with Jay. This made sense because Will was still living in a small one-bedroom apartment near the hospital because that man could not seem to pay off his med school loans.

Jay hadn't stopped smiling since court let out. And, even though Will had to be at work at noon so he couldn't be here with Jay, Jay knew that he would be in an all-around better mood than he had been at the hospital than other times in this past week.

"Court went great. We had the same judge that you talked to at Brady when you came to pick Y/N up and, let's just say, others are getting prosecuted for what happened."

"You're saying her social worker and the judge before committed a crime?" Casey asked. He knew this was messy and there was a case, but he didn't think it was this serious.

"Let's just say, they'll be in prison for a long time."

Turns out, Judge Calhoun was signing off these warrants to Brady and Jean McCloud would convince parents to sign away their rights when he picked a girl up. Then, he'd bring them to Brady and Vince would run the girls. They'd leave through a small door in Tonya's room, since she was also helping run other girls, like the girl Ellie you had mentioned. Then, they'd keep all the money...and Judge Calhoun and Jean McCloud would receive sexual favors.

Jay was just glad he found you in time before they started running you, too.

God, the system was fucked.

He just tried to do his best to make it a little bit safer.

Casey nodded. "And, has Y/N had any issues? Any surgeries or injuries to her right hand?" Casey asked.

Jay shook his head. "Not that I know of. Why?"

"Sometimes, when she's pressing her hand down like this--" He put his arm and straight and pushed down with his hand "--in an extended position like this, she'll wince. I asked her about it, but she said she was fine. Just keep an eye out."

"Will do, thank you."

***

A few days later, you were re-enrolled in your old school. And, you had only been gone for about a month, so you and your brothers came up with the excuse that you had to get your appendix taken out and there were complications with the surgery, so you had been in the hospital for a while, which was why you had missed school.

Everything was fine until you had to do the push-up test for gym class. You were in so much pain. You thought you were over this.

But, you couldn't let either of your brothers know, so you played it off. You took the bus home like normal and then ate a snack and took some ibuprofen. And, when Jay asked you why you were taking it, you claimed you had a headache.

"Oh, so you don't want to go ice skating tonight?" Jay asked.

"Ice skating? We're going ice skating?" This was the first you were hearing of that.

"Yeah. I thought since it's mine and my girlfriend, Hailey's, regular day off and Will just worked three days in a row, so it's his day off too, that we could all go ice skating and grab some dinner after. But, if you have a headache, we can stay home."

"No!" you yelled. Jay looked surprised at your raised voice. "I mean, it's not too bad. Once the ibuprofen kicks in, I should be fine."

"Okay. We'll leave in half an hour. I'll put some ibuprofen in my truck just in case."

"Okay." You started to walk to your room but turned around when you realized something. "I can't skate."

"What? Of course, you can. We used to take you skating all the time," Jay said.

"I don't have skates, so I can't skate."

Jay smiled. "We can just rent you skates. It's not a big deal. Now, go get changed and work on some of the homework you have before we leave."

***

Jay finished tying his skates and then he sat on the ground and spread his legs slightly. "Foot," he said. You kicked your right foot out slightly. You had your skate on but still hadn't mastered the art of tying hockey skates. Jay maneuvered your skate-clad foot between his legs and worked on tying your skates.

"You know," Will started, "I could've tied her skates if you wanted to tie Hailey's."

"Um, last I checked I can tie my own skates, Will," Hailey sassed.

"See? That's why I didn't offer because I know she can do it by herself."

"It's a lot faster if I tie my own, too," Hailey said.

Will shrugged. "Can't argue with that logic."

Jay finished tying your skates and then the four of you walked on the rubber mats and out to the ice.

"You remember how to skate? Or do you need one of those learning things that you grab on and push around to stay balanced?" Will joked.

You rolled your eyes. "I remember how to skate."

Will stepped onto the ice, and then you did.

You started to skate and stuck your arms out. "Whoa."

Jay quickly grabbed onto your bicep. "You got it?" he asked, trying to hold back his laughter.

"Yeah. I think I'm just gonna stay close to the boards on the first one or two laps just to get used to it."

"It's fresh ice too because the Zamboni was just out," Jay said. "You'll be good in a few laps."

"Hopefully. I don't think I could've lost ten years of skating with you and Will in two years."

"It's just like riding a bike," Hailey said once she got on the ice. "You'll be fine. I'll skate with you for the first two laps if you want?"

You smiled. "Sure." Despite only knowing Hailey (well, you had met her once or twice before but only as your brother's partner at work, so you didn't really "know" her) for only a few days, you already looked at her like a big sister.

***

Everything was going fine until you got high on some confidence and decided to race both Will and Jay at the same time with Hailey as the judge.

So, the three of you stood on one end of the rink at the goal line and Hailey stood across the rink at the other goal line. You were glad that the other family that was here just got off the ice because you didn't want to crash into anyone by accident.

Hailey dropped her hand as if there was a racing flag in it and the three of you were off.

Jay had no shame in winning, so he passed your right away. Will, on the other hand, you thought he wanted to make this more of a race so he skated slowly until the red line at center ice. Then, he sped up so he was just a few inches ahead of you. So, you sped up.

You were skating as fast as you possibly could. Long strides, arms moving at your side to pick up the pace...

But then, you caught an edge.

You fell super fast and managed to catch yourself before you smacked your head on the ice. But you had stuck your right hand out, just like you had a year ago when you had tripped walking home and smacked it down hard on the ice.

For anybody else, this wouldn't have been a big deal, but you hit it hard and it had already been hurting.

You winced.

You heard someone slamming on the brakes and then two seconds later, Will was crouched down next to you.

"Are you okay?" Will asked. "Where does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," you argued as you stood back up.

"Oh bullshit," Jay said. "We all saw you wince."

"Jay, let Will do his job," Hailey said gently. "How about we get off the ice and take a break?" she suggested.

You nodded and then skated slowly off the ice. Will was behind you and was scrutinizing your every move. He noticed that when you pushed the door open, you clenched your other fist.

Yeah, he was going to check out your hand no matter what you said.

Jay, Hailey, and Will started to take off their skates and you sat down and bent over to start untying yours.

"Don't you dare move that hand before I look at it," Will ordered.

You huffed but stopped untying your skates anyway.

After Jay took your skates off, Will suggested that the four of you go to his house just because he had his medical stuff there.

"Dude, it's a hockey arena," Jay pointed out. "I'm sure they have medical stuff here."

You shook your head. You didn't want Will looking at your hand in public. What if you screamed when he did something to see what was wrong? You didn't want all that attention.

Will cocked his head so that Jay looked at your scared face.

"Fine," Jay relented. "We'll go back to your apartment."

***

You sat on a barstool while Will stayed standing and took your right hand into his.

"Where does it hurt?"

"It doesn--" But, you cut yourself off. They wouldn't tell you nothing was wrong like your dad had done. "It hurts in my forearm when I push down and right here when I push down." You touched the area of the back of your hand right below your middle finger and your ring finger.

"Okay. I'm going to move your hand and fingers around. Tell me if it hurts."

You nodded and Will started moving your fingers around. It hurt when he moved your middle finger and your ring finger a certain way, but you gasped when he moved your thumb a certain way.

"The pain go up your forearm?" Will questioned.

"Yeah," you confirmed.

"Okay. I think you have tendonitis in your extensor tendon." He held his arm in front of him so he could show you. "That tendon goes from the thumb, up the side of your forearm," he explained as he dragged his finger over his arm. "And then, it loops around halfway and goes down the middle of your forearm, so that's why you have pain there, too. But, tendonitis is typically an overuse injury, so it's weird that it happened just now when you fell. I think I might take you in for some x-rays to see if there's something else because--"

"No!" you cut him off. You didn't want to waste time at the hospital. "I, uh, I hurt it a year ago."

"Is that why you've been taking ibuprofen?" Jay asked. Your eyes widened. You didn't think noticed. "Y/N, I'm a detective. I notice things."

"Did you get it checked out? How'd it happen?" Will asked.

"I tripped when I was walking home from school and I  caught myself on my hand. I thought it was fine because the pain went away in a few weeks and it only hurt when I pushed down on it. I'm sorry I didn't tell anyone. It's just that hospitals are expensive and I didn't want to be a burden."

"Did someone tell you that you're a burden?" Jay asked.

You shook your head. "No, but I barely had enough food to eat at dad's so I just kind of assumed."

"Y/N, I promise you that you are not a burden," Will said.

"You're sure?" you questioned.

"We're sure," Jay promised.

There was a long pause while you just mulled this over in your brain.

It was broken by Will. "But, I do need to go get you a brace from the hospital. And, while I'm there, I want you to ice your hand. I'll pick up Arby's on the way home too, so everyone text me your orders."

You thought you were going to cry at this point. You weren't a burden anymore. You weren't at Brady anymore. You felt like you had a home again.

You went and sat on the couch next to Hailey the minute Will left. Jay was grabbing ice from the freezer for your hand.

"Now, what do you say we get on Will's Netflix and watch High School Musical and not change it when Jay complains?" Hailey asked as she grabbed the remote.

You smiled and nodded.

Oh, and in this process, you had gained a pseudo big sister.

Even though everything that happened at Brady was shady, you were glad it was your brother who had been undercover or you wouldn't be watching High School Musical with Hailey in Will's apartment right now.

And you just knew, that this time, this family was forever.

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