#evee kid

[nonovyabuisness]

April Fools = Halloween for Pokemon Masters EX.

It’s scarier than the Halloween event.

[angelgendered]

Does anyone else ever find that fictional characters mannerisms become theirs after a while? Literally jsut out loud said 'tickety boo' and earlier said 'off you pop'. Egads! I'm turning into Aziraphale.

[box-full-of-dolls]

Zeenie Evee (2012)

[dokjaism]

just found out my mom got my name out of a tv show....

[sage-thetravler]

For no reason, here is a few grisha verse characters and their Pokémon I think they would have:

Kaz: meowth

Inej: Beware or honedge (i thought it was called excalibur for some reason)

Wylan: smeargle

Jesper: intelion

Nina: alcremi

Matthias: rockruff

David: sabeleye

Genya: ditto or salass

Toyla: Excalibur

Tamar: excalibur

Alina: Evee

Mal: geodude

Aleksander: marshadow or leafeon

Nikolai: mimiku

[jamie-is-out-of-ideas]

haven’t posted a hatchedfield head canon in a hot minute but so here’s some (spoiler alert: it’s mostly Jon Matteson characters)

-Daniel Stopwatch absolutely wears light up sketchers

-Gary Goldstein tells you the time by saying shit like “it’s a quarter past eight.”

-Gary Goldstein flips people off by pushing his glasses up with his middle finger.

-The first anime Richie ever watched was robotech

-Grace Chastity’s bike has a pink basket on the front and streamers on the handle bars.

-Paul’s favourite video game is VR Job Simulator.

-Max and Steph the type of people to troll kids on roblox (the nerdy prudes are too but just Max and Steph specifically would I feel)

-Charlotte Sweetly 100% listens to Laufey while drinking wine and staring out the window

-Ruth would absolutely love Chappell Roan’s music

-Trevor and Rudolph dates mostly just involve them walking around talking about stupid stuff and then getting lost in a forest for about an hour

-As a kid I remember playing this one “kid’s bible game” where you had to like spot the difference or find something in the background or something and I feel like that’s the only video game Grace would ever play.

-Miss Holloway would also absolutely love Chappell Roan

-Richie’s favourite Pokémon is Evee just because of the vast multitude of ways Evee can evolve and stuff like that character metaphor blah blah blah

-Richie hates the ultra violet monster energy but drinks a shit ton of it cause the cans are his favourite colour and he likes collecting them.

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Just started playing Pokemon Go again and I was wondering, which of the skeletons would play? What kind of player are they?

Do they really want to catch them all, who’s only after shiny pokemons? Who sucks at it?

Just picturing the lazier ones just going around in a car instead of walking is really funny to me

Love your works, by the way 😘

Undertale Sans - He just started playing and somehow that lucky bastard has only shinies. Papyrus is losing his mind. Sans only has to take two steps out of the house to catch a random shiny Evee, just hanging there. He doesn't understand why everyone is so shocked. Isn't it how you play the game?

Undertale Papyrus - Papyrus has a small huge addiction to the game. He goes to run every morning to catch new Pokemon, he goes to random places the game tells him to go to catch rarer Pokemon and he's determined to catch them all. The problem is that his luck is so bad. He can catch 2000 Rattata in a row but not be able to catch the only different Pokemon showing up because his Pokeballs don't work. He's getting frustrated.

Underswap Sans - Blue is not exactly a good loser. And there's no way this arena is falling into the hands of some kids. His Pokemon are overpowered and he's so proud he's making all the neighborhood's kids give up on the game because it's impossible to beat him. Except that one time someone did and then Blue ragequitted the game, so mad. He reported them just because he could.

Underswap Papyrus - This is not a good game for Honey. Sure, it's fun to see him lazily ride his tricycle in the street looking for Pokemons until he sees one, forgets there's a sidewalk between him and that Pokemon, and then falls head first on the floor. He has the attention span of an oyster and can't drive and catch Pokemons simultaneously.

Underfell Sans - He played once, lost against a Rattata, classified it as "a game for the babies" and never touched it again. He's playing REAL games on his computer, games that he doesn't lose, actually. He loses interest right after for Pokemon Go.

Underfell Papyrus - He doesn't get it. What's the point to capture monsters virtually??? He can do that in real life and way better than these shitty games. Tiny balls to contain a giant whale, really? That's so unrealistic! He's going to show the dev how to capture things properly by capturing them all.

Horrortale Sans - Oh, a pretty bird, he wants that! But... Uh... After catching the pretty bird, he looked up and now he has no idea where the hell he is. Oak completely dissociated while chasing pokemon and now he's just lost in the middle of the forest. Maybe he should call Willow for help. Not sure "there's a tree" is a good indicator of where to search though.

Horrortale Papyrus - The notifications are stressing him and he can't walk too much outside anyway because of his painful back. So he opens the app and prepares to uninstall it. ... Wait, is that a shiny Charizard? OMG! HE NEEDS IT. And here he goes. He wants not to be addicted to that game but that's too late.

Swapfell Sans - Yes, he caught one of these things. Now what? He doesn't understand what is the point of the game. Why would you need to capture virtual creatures again and again? What do you even gain from this? You can't even train your creature properly! What's the point of catching wild animals if you can't use them as weapons? He's confused.

Swapfell Papyrus - Is he the only one realizing that the devilish app is just trying to make him do sports? Because he knows when someone tries to manipulate him. He's definitely not going to walk outside to catch Pokemon, he's taking Nox's car to do it without effort. See? He's more clever than the devs! What are you going to do now?

Fellswap Gold Sans - You think he has time in his day to think about that? Wine played for maybe 10 minutes, got bored, and never touched the app again. He doesn't have time for this and he's judging so hard anyone who has.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - He wants to play the game, he really wants to, but his phone is too old to be compatible with the game. Coffee is just lying in bed, head faceplanted in the blanket, so frustrated about that. He's mad. Let him catch Pokemon...

[gipitothefrog]

ok I’ve been obsessing over a descendents au soooooooooooooooooooooo:

Descendents au 

Prince guy - James 

Mal - Reggie ❤️

Carlos - Sirius 

Jafaars kid - Remus 

Evee- Peter??? Maybe she’s Sirius and Carlos is Peter but the dog thinggggggggg ughhhh maybe she’s DORCAS OMG YESSS

Fairy godmothers daughter - Peter ����

Harry - Barty 

Uma - pandora

Other uma’s friend whose name I forget(the blonde one) - idkkkk maybe Evan and I’ll just make him smart

Stepsisters daughter(Izzy?) - Mary 

Dwarf son - Marlene (w/o self esteem issues)

Queen of mean(Audrey)- lily BUT SHE WONT BE EVIL BC I SAY SO AND I WOULD NEVER DO THST TO LILY JANE EVANS MY QUEEN

Lonnie - Alice 

Jerk prince guy - snape 🤢🤢🤢

And also Narcisa and bellatrix and Rita and Andy bc I sAiD sO 

and yeah I forgot a fewwww peoples names but it’s fineeeeee 😃

[aurianashifts]

🎻& 💼

for anyone of your dr’s

ANOTHER ASK, LET'S GOO!

asked by @herchilddelusion !

I answer for both my Arcane, Pokémon and Miraculous DR self 🤭

1. A FUN SCENARIO

ARCANE DR

Y'all remember the scene where Caitlyn and Vi started investigating about Silco, right? Well, I thought, how about to spice stuff a little and add one of those chasing scene moments that would start in Zaun and goes all up to Piltover, causing us three to go undercover and have new identity for a while. During our time in Piltover, we'd continue searching for clues and learn more about the wrongdoings, strengthen our bonds & and do mundane things like sightseeing!! I love the slice of life approach^^

POKÉMON DR

Together with my team, I decided to go for one of those "body swap" storyline where I would switch bodies with my evee and my evee with me, resulting in everyone and their mom being confused why another Pokémon than Meowth can talk and why a human suddenly behaves like a fox: it all ends up with us ofc getting their bodies back again,understanding the other one more than before and my evee transforming into an Umbreon in the end!!

2. Who do i not get along with?

ARCANE DR

SILCO & JAYCE - Don't come at me, but i do like myself some messy drama ❗️ Since somebody has to make the council use their hearts more than their calculated (and lowkey stupid-) heads, im going to get into a lot of discussions with him...which can end on a good or really bitter note. I won't let him kick me out like he did it with Heimerdinger though...may Mel help another black girl out 🙏🏾❗️

With Silco, it's just pure hatred atp. Yeah, of course, I'm happy he took care of Jino when Vi was gone...but I never managed to get along with him + Silco trying to make Powder/Jinx loose our friendship so he can control her more DID NOT help changing my views on him, same goes with his nasty shimmer business. Luckily, I do manage a way to stay in contact with her, even if it's only a few times per month. May i be able to make him pay for some of his sins before Jinx ends him 🙏🏾

MIRACULOUS DR

LILA & CHLOE- the hate i feel for those individuals ever since I was fricking 9 years old is INSANE😭 and while Chloe has kinda been dealt with in the show I just know that if I ever have to interact with them in class I'd get akumatized immediately ... I hate bullies and manipulators from the bottom of my heart, and those to sadly are the prime example of what happens when you don't stop your kids ☠️

Again, tysm for sending this ask! If anyone else is interested in other DR's or questions, be free to send an ask as well!

[clownsrcrying]

Fun facts about The Lively AU? What changes from canon here? Really curious, it all seems so awesome!

Well for one thing billy isn't afraid of spiders or clowns he just really hates them

Mandy's fond of her pony collectibles and often drags anyone who's willing to hang out with her

Grim is living his best afterlife since he's never met the kids

In his place lays evee who's a scam artist and a lemon enjoyer

Mandy is evee's favorite (don't tell billy)

Mandy has a hard time making friends often leading billy to being the social one to find people they can both hang out with (only here he gets them mostly for her,he hates people)

Mandy loves all animals and creatures... except frogs ..she hates frogs

Billy still is the one that often leads them all into shenanigans only he does it more intentionally

As Billy got older he became more of a fighter

Willing to knock the snot out of anyone who even looks at him wrong

And that's only a few things

I might make a ask blog for the characters for these kinds of questions for the future

Maybe it would be more fun to hear it straight from the characters ... would that be cool?

[nonovyabuisness]

So Masters has changed the pretty Penny and Sylveon screen to this.

It’s still pretty and cute but I find it too crowded.

[dooksofearl]

PLEASE SHARE AND HELP MY REACH

Squeak Speak

May Newsletter

Happy May, Friends!

This is a little later than I planned because I wanted to update everyone on my medical situation. I will be having surgery mid June and my infusion treatments go through July so hopefully by August I will be feeling much better and back on track. I know some of you have requested pictures. Please bare with me and don't be afraid to send me reminders if you don't hear from me for several days. I am doing the best I can.

What's going on with the kids.

For the most part, they are doing well. Evee is starting antibiotics for her eye infection. The brain tumor is too deep to operate. We are treating her with medication but she got it irritated and an infection followed so we are taking care of that. She takes her medicine with no problem. She is the sweetest and best little ferret. Please keep her in your prayers.

I lost three more ferrets to old age and my heart is broken. One was Justin's favorite boy, Dorbad. I'm taking this harder than I thought I would because of that. Mr. Spooky says he is going to live forever and take care of me. He's a good boy when he's not trying to bite our friends and visitors. Lol

Maru, the hamster, Cal, the sugar glider, and our bunnies, Daisy and Basil continue to thrive. We have all suddenly decided that we love celery and snow peas and hate raisins. So I am changing up their daily salads.

We are still struggling and I am not sure how long we can continue like this. This is my calling and I will keep doing it as long as God keeps making a way for me to do it but it is getting harder. I keep requesting grants but none are coming through and donations are hard to come by. Except for a couple of amazing angels that commit to sending in funds regularly, we have nothing else coming in. I picked up some part time contract work but it barely covers the bills. I'm grateful for it but we really need more support.

That being said our fundraising goal this month is $1,094.90

It will go towards:

$488 to pet foods

$260 for their produce

$138.46 for medicine

$208.44 for cleaning supplies for the month.

We also need immediately:

Food bowls

Carabiners

Pee pads

Here is our wish list links if you are able to help with those items:

https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/2FVRFVAXT9IO4?ref_=wl_share

https://www.walmart.com/registry/RR/bc3ba14a-6e84-45fa-a086-c59a76789351

Also we have a friend (Thanks Shannon!) of the rescue who is selling freshies air fresheners that are super cute. When she gets the mold for the ferret one a portion of sales are going to be donated to our rescue. Please follow her on TikTok

https://www.tiktok.com/@morrisshannon?_t=8mNZZ9LXj0F&_r=1.

Our sweet Mitzki posed for the mold design 😊

THANK YOU SO MUCH for sticking with me and supporting the rescue during grief. It was just mine and Justin's going steady anniversary and that was such a hard day for me. But I know you are out there praying for me and believing in me and my mission to take care of these babies and I appreciate it. Sometimes it is all that gets me through the day. Thank you.

Tax ID 88-0945277

Donations can be made in app at:

https://www.jotform.com/app/213234930973154

Zelle and PayPal

dooksofearlferretsafehaven@gmail.com

Venmo @DooksofEarl

Cashapp $dooksofearl

Checks or money orders can be mailed to:

Dooks of Earl Ferret Sanctuary Inc

4826 US HIGHWAY 70 E

BROWNSVILLE, TN 38012-8412

[beautifully-fucked92]

Told I was a mistake

Told I was unwanted

Continually had appearance criticised

Weekly weigh in - if I didn't lose 1kg I'd be taken to my father's stripped naked and hit with his belt

Went to ER for asthma attack at 9-10 years of age had to stay overnight. Father verbally abused me because I wanted my mum to stay with me and that it was selfish of me.

Molested by father over 3 years

Raped by father at 13

Sent away yearly so father wouldn't have to see me

Sister blamed me for her wrong doings which resulted in more physical abuse

Hit by car at 7

First memory of mums abuse was aged 5 (I think) left out front of Uncles so mum could tell father we were leaving. This was unacceptable according to him. Taken home forced to our knees (mum, me and sister) watched mum get kicked in the face with steel capped boots by father

Cups thrown at me or mum (full of hot liquid and empty)

Made to be servant - cups of tea and food on command, detail taxi and do washing inc ironing

Told repeatedly I was worth nothing, I would be a whore with 2 kids and in juivie by 16

Started working at 13 and 9 months with permission from father because I wouldn't accomplish anything in life so my education didn't matter

14 gave mum ultimatum on me or father

14 started hanging around the city, befriending people years above my age.

Started drinking 400ml vodka at first then over 2 years went up to a litre a night, work income covered alcohol abuse.

Started smoking weed at 14, ectasy at 15 amd acid at 16.

Father continually told me I wasn't his, his friend became a surrogate gather to me. When his friend passed I grieved as a daughter would.

Fathers family is Mormon believes in forgiveness no matter what.

Fathers sister was incarcerated 10 years for molestation of own 3 children. Drew was 44 when he came forward, sister and brother followed.

Beaten for having mobile phone without permission, phone broken. Verbally abused and cupbthrown at head for not taking broken phone to school.

Self harm started at 12, never scarred self until 30. Need more pain to feel release.

Considered driving into trucks multiple times didn't because it would ruin the drivers life.

Attempted over dose on panadol at 14, apparently even after 40 tablets you just get a really bad stomach ache and nausea.

Told at 18 I wouldn't get pregnant without medical intervention, (DOC WAS FULL OF SHIT)

Miscarried to Luke (exfiance) at 18/19

He cheated. Didn't speak for two years, became friends. Fuck buddies after D and I split and now friends

Broke up with D at 3months, couldn't stand him and he cheated with Leesi. (Felt like a cunt because I wished her dead and 5 Yeats ago she died of an overdose)

18th birthday spent at funeral of friend who committed suicide.

2019 attended funeral of friend who died of liver failure at 35

2020 friend committed suicide

First daughters father not around, verbal abuse. Hit me once.

Second daughters father not around, been hooking up since high school. Verbal abuse from his gf (unaware of relationship status at the time)

Doc threatened me with dcp over mental status, monthly therapy sessions to keep doc off my back

Hospital gave list of things to do to qualify for weight loss surgery, did all and having to repeat some due to them dragging their feet.

Continual sleep issues since 10.

Best friend made comment of my parenting skills in front of family/friends. Sent me down a mental break. Made a statement about them not being a parent then called malicious, narcissistic and cruel.

D contacted about Evee, verbal abuse ensued when I told him she doesn't want to see him.

My day consists of taking the kids to school, sleep, pick kids up from school, dinner, sleep.

Hates mum at times for not stopping childhood abuse.

Hates sister for not remembering any of it.

Get frustrated at overly emotional daughter and overly touchy daughter.

Hate people for not stopping childhood abuse and just standing by.

Feel I'm failing my children.

Regret children at times.

Never wanted children.

Mum and D told people about pregnancy before I even had a chance to think or choose what I wanted. Felted pressured by others opinions.

With Quin I was told at 10 weeks (2 weeks after finding out) that it looks like the pregnancy wasn't viable. Yet again doc was wrong as well as ultra sound tech.

Not sure if I would have survived the what ifs , if I had aborted a child.

Over thinker, over analyser and attachment issues.

Went on 400km drives to distract self.

Major depression disorder

Borderline personality disorder

[trashlama]

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ROR (Record Of Ragnarok) headcanons/IDK drabble turned one-shot

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Jack The Ripper

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This is definitely not for kids!

Like if you're under 18 please just turn back. This is 18+ only!

Just to warn you guys, I literally watched this show almost in one night yesterday so bear with me. And then proceeded to write this. It was supposed to just be some headcanons. And then it turned into drabble and then one shot.

Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh

I re-read this thing a couple of times. I tried to search the internet for quotes that would fit. Cause his character is really into quote'in and shit. I'm sorry if it isn't great I don't usually write so I tried my best. I just was filled with so much simpin' juice for this man at the time so I had to write cause I have no confidence in drawing his character with how badass he is.

Please enjoy!

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Really into aura shit

You got a nice aura? Better watch out. He might seek you out for that warmth if it's too similar to his mother's. Before she went kray- kray-.

Brah has a thing for cute shit

Based on his reaction with the Valkyrie chick he Völundr with. He's definitely into Lolita's.

I'm not a hundred sure what else he might be into. I feel like he's into the whole pure thing and wanting to A.) Corrupt it or B.) Cherish it.

Totally see him as a creep/closet pervert

Too much of gentlemen to be straight up creepy, buuutt still manages to push boundaries, tho whatcha gonna do

Brah is V from V for Vendetta but, minus the whole fuck parliament and being a charred turkey whose like woof- woof- for Evee Hamond.

Brah kept giving me flashes back to Batman by Gaslight.(Really good movie, guess what? Fet. Batman & Jack the Ripper. It's some badass shit.)

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Brraaahhh imagine just being some poor samp having to make ends meet in like one of the recognized most shittiest times. And its the dead of the night, walking home after your shift at the pub that ran later than you would prefer. But hey, money is money.

Everything is quite aside from the inebriated stumbling to their choice of den and the ladies of the night who waited on the curbs for potential customers. Preferably the quick and wasted ones.

Although the lamp wicks were burning bright thanks to the caretakers that serviced them. You being a dumb b*tch just trying to get home decide to pull the white girl move in the horror movie and walk into one of many dark decrepit alleys in London that were spread out like a cobble stone labyrinth.

Only to come across this motherfucker while passing through. Humming the London bridge is Falling Down while hunched over something behind one the local comunial waste bins. Obviously whatever it was had the bizarre-o ivory-haired man distracted enough to not notice your initial presence. If you were a normal self-preservation instinct still intact person you would've ran back the way you came.

Buuut that's too easy sooooo, no.

You—, you decide to play Blue's fuckin Clues and go stroll by the dude to see what he dooooin'.(Kinda like when there's a crash and everyone is like yoo I wanna see. But there's traffic so they slow just a little bit down when passing the crash to see what's up. Cause we all nosey b*tches. Don't lie.)

Didn't even take five steps before this crackhead whipped around to see who was approaching. And in the same short amount of time it took the mustached hetero-chromatic eyed dude to analyze your fluctuating aura of emotions. Meanwhile your ass noticed how this dude was fist deep in this lady's guts playin' doctor with a satchel of equipment at his side. Outfit drenched in the same burgundy colored ooze that flooded from the ripped open abscess in the abdomen of the obviously recently deceased women that was prompted up against the corner where the waste bin met the structure.

Before you could even think of back pedaling out of this situation. The pale haired man had launched himself on you. Quick to restrain you against the gross ass cobblestone wall of the ally way. In the right hand a common barbers knife that'd you find in any supplies shop in london—hovered threateningly above the thin skin of your throat. While the other was kept busy planting you against the wall by the roots of your still pinned up hair.

The desire to allow fear course into your veins was strong as you stared trapped in the heterochromatic pools of mania that belong to the person infront of you. Pools of crimson and glacier keeping you pinned. The former of the two holding almost supernatural glow to it. The gleam of it's light piercing through the veil of fog and darkness like the knife he so carefully wielded.

"What's a young maiden like yourself walking around at this hour in a place like this? And without a chaperon?" The mustached man inquired though obviously not out of interest but, amusement. Maintaining the manic look upon his pale aging features as he peered back into orbs of (y/e).

"It is a blind goose that cometh to a fox's sermon." The older gentleman cooed. Warm breath fan across the skin of your face leaving behind goosebumps in its wake.

The guy was definitely creepy.

Though not keen on being a damsel in destress of any kind. Your ass knew you wanted to survive this counter. And no one from the London yard to the hooker you passed on the corner is gonna help you now.

You had three options:

Scream

Fight

Reason

With a blade at your throat you might as well call yourself Marie Antoinette 2.0, if you chose the first option. Fighting with this dude would definitely be one-sided. From the fact that it took him 2.5 secs to over power you and contain you to a single spot. Yeah that's a no-go. And to be honest you weren't a hundred percent sure if reasoning would work on the psycho in front of you. Based off the fact he's staring at you like a mustached Cheshire Cat with a Mad Hatter's attitude. This is one fucked game of perseverance that you wish hadn't walked into.

Your last resort? You weren't completely sure what yet but one thing for sure; the way this night was looking so far this might be your last time underneath the moonlight. You might as well try something. It's not like you have anything left in your life to lose.

As you steeled your resolve in your mind. Your aura told the middle age man everything he needed to know.

At first glance it was nothing special. Just a cesspool of emotions primarily exhaustion and the normal stress that lays beneath every worrisome thought of the future and tomorrow's problems.

He was just going to rip her up like the predecessors that came before her. However, it was when he pinned her to the putride wall of the alleyway that he saw her true colors.

They shifted like a marvelous rainbow. One moment they were a stressful cobalt. The next a surprised cyan. Than a thoughtful calculative lime green.

However resting a deeper emotion sat next to the core in every flash of color. Remaining vigilant against an invasion from outside forces that threaten to penetrate the brigade that kept them at bay. Was a spec of regretful indigo. There it sat safe guarding the very thing that created its very being. So the same thing wouldn't happen again.

The array of sensitive colors dazzled his senses. The alternating emotions keep his interest peeked and the knife from laying any more pressure on your artery. His receptors in his nerves soaking up the vivid feelings like a dry sponge in the bath water. However unlike the sponge, his body just craved more.

He wanted to see the violet purple. The despair fill her heart. It was his favorite thing.

Swallowing a thick glob of saliva your (y/e) irises began to what you think is nonchalant but, isn't very chalant— scanning your surroundings. Looking for an opportunity to present itself despite the current obvious disadvantages. -cough- knife at your throat -cough- head at risk being slammed -cough-.

The creepy-ass grin from the creepy-ass man in front of you didn't help easing any tension in the little space between you two.

" Sir I nought know why you're doing this but, please allow me to pass onwards on my path. I cannot convict you. I don't even know your name nor what you look like." You reasoned (y/e) eyes filled with earnestness and your soul mirroring the same in a vivid courageous orange and a trepidious magenta.

Eyes trained with one another never breaking for a moment. Not even when his hand with the knife pulled away and was swiftly replaced with the left grasping your windpipe.

He hummed amused with your statement. How foolish you were to think ignorance could save you from your sealed fate.

" How rude of me..." He began.

Successfully instilling even further the threat that was to her life tonight. Not the drunktards who came in on a regular. Not the slim shit wages that barely kept her afloat. Not cholera(that one is a joke because of the time period and where they're at).

The mustached man right in front of her.

Typically he just kills whores. The women who remind him the most of his mother. Though if their soul shines a true brilliant viscous scarlet.... he doesn't mind making an exception or two. After all at the end they all become such a beautiful violet before it ends in white.

Taking an actual intake of her appearance she was certainly not a prostitute. Her bosom was properly strapped down by the corset underneath the fabric of her appropriately length dress that clung to her desirable frame. No cheap lard products to cover her natural appeal.

Only upon closer exception does he notice the faintest of a tan line from a band that has long since been removed.

A ring.

There had been a martial union and as evident with the lack of a band clasped around her dainty finger. It has been terminated. Divorced. Day-old goods that no one wants to touch.

The absence of it told him she had no one to return too.

That she was also abandoned.

That she was free for the taking if he pleased.

But, unlike most Lodon's fine selection of men. Jack actually did have manners.

And a criteria.

And before taking her in he needed to test her.

Can't have distrust in a budding relationship now can we?

" My name dear unwanted maiden is.... "

Hands like snakes from Garden of Paradise enclosed around your tranchea . Effectively sealing away the opening for the air to travel into your lungs.

"....Jack,..."

Cheshire Cat grin stretched across his pale complexion. The insanity in his eyes burning red hot like the poker in the fire.

"... Jack The Ripper! " He said with a joyous glee. Finally leaning in close enough that you could finally make out his full features.

"Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince, And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest"

Pools of (y/e) widen with surprise as they maintained the direct line of eye contact with the killer who has been stalking the streets of White Chapel.

Tears fell from (y/n) sockets. Not out of fear or the tragedy of your death. But rather the hurt of knowing you'll never get the chance to have a family.

I'm sorry this next part is ridiculously darker than the rest of this one shot/drabble. IDK how I went down this path but, just warning the next part includes talks of divorce, implied inf@cide, implied ch!ld murder, mi$carriage, oh and I almost forgot just dap of pedo alert.0

Please continue with your own discretion!!!

Since the start you never got to have that family. You never knew your parents. They had left you at an orphanage. Lucky for you that they had room to spare. Most became water logged coffins sealing away the babes from undesirable fates.

It wasn't sunshine and rainbows at the orphanage. You had to pull your weight from a very young age. Those who didn't contribute didn't get food, those who resisted got sent away, anyone who didn't listen came back from lectures with welts and concussions. You pick and choose your battles. And you chose them very carefully for the first fifteen years.

Until you felt the need to defend yourself against one of the caretakers who wasn't so noble. You had shed first blood the summer before. And ever since had been on the edge due to prying eyes and wandering hands.

That summer you left the orphanage and headed to London. Hear say from villagers say all the jobs are in the cities now. Thanks to the Industrial revolution offering more opportunities than ever before.

You had gone. Worked at a textile plant for some time until you met your first husband. And became pregnant with your first kid.

....only to lose the fetus three months later due to the stress your body was under. Children take so much. Even before their born. The nutrients get sucked from the marrow and slowly you lost the battle.

Your husband blamed you, and you did too. You tired, tried, and tried. But, they just couldn't be kept.

It wasn't even a two years later that your first husband divorced you.

You always wanted to be able to try again. To have that child to love and hold, to cherish unconditionally like you wished you had been.

Though staring into those mix-matched pools of insanity. In one last attempt to not give into the fear of the impending end. You thought one last time about your dream.

Jack was both pleased and mystified

Instead of the violet purple he saw within most of his victims. He found a light source that resembled the embers that kept the Londoners warm through the ruthless winters. An eradecent hue that blend yellow and pink into what can only be described as a hug to the senses.

Relaxing and comforting. A guiding light to ease one to rest.

"And light is mingled with the gloom, And joy with grief; Divinest compensations come, Through thorns of judgment mercies bloom In sweet relief ".

Slowly hands like steel latches released their grasp from around your neck. Skin already blossoming with bruises in the shape of handprints.

Without the support holding you up your body slid towards the alley way floor to only be scooped up into Jack's arms, as if weighing nothing more than a few sheets of paper.

"There is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand."

Too exhausted to fight off Jack's tight embrace between the near death experience and the shift you had worked before ever traversing down this alleyway.

(y/e) drifted shut as you listened to Jack whisper sweet quotes of adoration as he took you away. Going only gods know where.

"Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind. Nor hath love's mind of any judgment taste; Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste: And therefore is love said to be a child, Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd."

As the morning sun rose above the thick pea soup fog. Londoners would be too enthralled in the newest victim of the ripper to notice that there was another woman that the ripper had stolen. With no body to be found.

The five quotes here are quoted by(as in order of appearance)

John lyly

William Shakespeare

John Greenleaf Whittier

Mary Shelley

William Shakespeare

My other fur-baby is fed up with me editing this thing.