#forgot to add No one ever thanks Bonnie for her help in anything

[cancerian-woman]

How do you feel about the constant power upgrades? For example, Klaus was supposed to be the strongest being alive, the hybrid, then he gets replaced by Lucian and Marcel? Or Bonnie who literally had expression at one point and is a Bennet getting replaced by Davina, Freya, Dahlia, etc.

I’ll try not to make this too long. I have some previous posts here. TVDU’s power scaling is all over the place tbh. The Mikaelson’s started off being known as ONE of the most powerful oldest families so naturally someone had to take them down a peg. Which is why characters kept coming stronger. Lucien and Marcel were each consequences of the Mikaelson family. Marcel wouldn’t gone to those lengths had his family treated like family.

All the white witches get to be known as powerful and shown in these various moments alone. All of them do. Esther, Dahlia, Freya, Davina, Hope etc. All are granted their own stand-alone moments. Esther in TVD LEECHED off the Bennett bloodline living and dead. Esther praises Ayana repeatedly until TO. Davina gets complimented by her power consistently in TO. Freya has the “first born Mikaelson” plot. Hope is the tribrid. We’re supposed to respect their titles just from that. Esther had 7 children, and only 2 were witches. Esther and Dahlias village was taken out by Vikings but…anyways. Fans could compare the TO witches to each other but instead they just compare them all to Bonnie. Especially Hope LOL.

Bonnie doesn’t get a lot of credit for being a self-taught witch. She had little to no help post Grams death. Bonnie is a Bennett witch. Her family is the key to the basis of the world building/lore but is never given a plot to themselves alone. Just serving others. The Mikaelson’s had Ayana, The Salvatore’s had Emily/Bonnie. Katherine had Emily and Lucy. The Gemini coven had Grams. Silas and Amara’s had Qetsiyah who created everything by herself. Bonnie’s not just a witch, she’s a psychic-witch. From what we’ve seen of Silas, Bonnie could certainly replicate those psychic abilities. Cade said he’s never seen anyone do what Bonnie did. The other witches are praised for their various titles but it’s very rare to see non-Bonnie fans praise Bonnie for being the one and only psychic-witch. They just say she’s a Bennett witch and leave it at that.

But when it comes to Bonnie’s big moments shared or undone by others. Killing Kai? Damon does it. (If Kai HAD to die it should’ve been by Bonnie’s hand.) Killing Cade? Shared. Petrifying Silas? Oh right well Elena needs her brother so let’s kill Bonnie. Davina can break Klaus sireline and it’s done alone. While in death NO Bonnie can’t have her magic but Davina can. Well make sure Davina is praised fighting the originals as if Bonnie hasn’t already done that. Julie once said that Bonnie was a loophole and needed to be hindered all the time. Which is BS when you remember Freya/Davina etc have had their negative moments but has never lost their ties to magic. Bonnie is the blueprint, without Bonnie or her family white witches don’t have a basis. Every witch in some form is a copy of Bonnie. 🤷🏽‍♀️ . Tvd fans will debate if Bonnie was actually mistreated and in the same breathe pull up something the writers said about Hope/Dahlia/Freya etc to just argue their “Bonnie’s a plot device and her magic is illogical thoughts”

TVD fumbled hard with Bonnie and the Bennett’s. But black authors have been making Bonnie’s character type the basis of their fantasy books lately and has been getting so much success from that. An example being the Legendborn series.

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THANK YOU for the explanation that helps a lot :3 man i love "you stay injured till it stops being funny" my favorite rule ever

also: i have nothing better to do with my time so here we go. i had to use one of those autopsy report diagrams and why do SO many of them have a penis drawn on. like SO fucking many of them. ok anyways lets do this by season/time in his life

after the girl in white incident: large scar on the abdomen from being skewered like a fucking kabab, possible healing cut/or scar on his palm from this scene

("but bonnie, that's not a very large cut or anything!" my mother has had a scar on her palm for the past 30 years of her life becasue she fell on glass once i firmly believe this would leave a faint scar)

onto season one: i am willing to bet his hands are Covered in (faint) burn scars because I mean, he cooks all the time, ive burnt my hands alot doing this (i have a friend who accidentally dunked his entire fucking hand into a hotpot once and Seven feels like that kind of stupid). and he gets stabbed.. ALOT during this season but most of it is stuff like needles, poked, things that probably wouldn't scar (the episode with dominatrix granny definetly left scars because of how much he bled) and also it's unclear if things that happen whilst transformed would scar (or .. WHERE they would scar on him) , his scissors at the end of the season are implied (and the blood on his hoodie are in the spot of) to have gone through his heart so add that to the chest scars

shockingly during the fight with thirteen in season 2 we dont see her make any cuts on him so he's def concussed and bruised but no scars. shocker! never fear for captain jack beats him with an inch of his life. i cant even tell what dead sea devil DOES i know it broke his ribs but I cant tell if it left any cuts or anything to scar. fear not for seven will simply scar his chest FOR me. and aslo i forgot a scar from redtooth's bite when he was 15 and then he does it a SECOND time so those scars are probably overlapping. i also included a scar from when eleven borderline stabbed him in the ass cheek

season 3 starts strong with seven getting shot 3 times in the chest (this is kinda played away for a joke but I.. do not care LMAO I dont know how gunshots scar so someone would have to tell me tbh ive never been shot, he's stabbed by thirteen ( the only visible scar left, but also - i wonder if it's really emotional or just important to the story, because he seemingly forgave her for this REALLY fast) there's an extra .. wound that goes straight through his shoulder from the blind oracle's prayer beads which we're calling a gunshot not gunshot andd season four has like TWO seconds of seven time so I'm lumping that in here too : shoulder is scarred, possible scars on his body from that chase season in s3 i forgot about, wouldnt surprise me if his hands were kinda calloused atp

thats like.. basically all of the scars? atleast the ones i noticed i kinda skimmed the series for this. bites lip any artists wanna give me an artistic rendition of thsi /jj/j/j/

how many scars do you think seven like realistically has. because the way he's drawn in season 4 implies the dark frost blade is gonna leave a scar. i feel like there should be a scar on his stomach/chest from the girl in white. there's definitely a scar on his shoulder from the arrow he took in season 3. there's probably a massive gash across his chest from season 2. he's definitely got burn scars probably on his hands and arms. shockingly i feel like his legs wouldn't have any scars on them. but like this man's chest has to be NOTHING but scar tissue atp right

[milazka]

August twelve — Rudy Pankow

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summary: the one where it’s your boyfriend’s birthday and you planned an amazing day for him.

request: yes

content: fluff

author’s note: i didn’t add a smut part because i feel like i’m only writing smutty imagines and i needed to write a fluffy one with this hottie! my requests are open and you can find my masterlist at the end of this post if you feel like reading more of my stuff!

warnings: most of my stories may contain mature themes such as swearing, underage drinking, substance abuse, sexual language and scenes, fights and more. also, i do not intend to be offensive towards anyone who reads this blog, if anything written can be perceived as hurtful to any community or person, i apologize, it was never my purpose while writing it.

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She was standing in the frame of the door, her pretty eyes observing the young man lying on the bed, his body half covered by the grey blanket. His chest was rising at a peaceful rate with no sign of trouble apparent on his angel face. A little smile slipped over her rosy lips as she thought about how lucky she was that this man was still a part of her life, twenty years later. Both born in Ketchikan, Alaska, just a few months apart, Rudy and her had grown up as a duo. hey did everything together. Rarely did you ever saw one without the other; she was the Bonnie to his Clyde and nothing in the world could have changed that. Over the years, they both had a few meaningless relationships, and they never lasted long. The girls were envious of his closeness with Y/n while the boys were quick to understand that she would never look at them the way she looked at Rudy; he was her person, but she hadn't figured it out yet. It was on a cold December afternoon, a few days before the New Year’s eve, that they exchanged their first kiss, their lips frozen by the Alaskan winter, both seated by the burning fire in the chimney. Five years later and in a much warmer town, she was looking at her sleepy boyfriend with the same sparks in her eyes.

“You're staring at my butt, aren't ya?” 

Rudy's sleepy voice took her out of her thoughts as she laughed. His eyes were half opened and he had pillow marks all over his right cheek. His disheveled blond hair was falling out in front of his pretty ocean colored eyes. She carefully made her way to the bed, trying not to knock over the breakfast tray she was holding with both hands. 

“I made you waffles” 

“The blueberry ones?” he asked with his childish voice and she nodded. “For what occasion?”

“It’s your birthday, remember?” she chuckled as she watched his facial expression change from confused to excited. He has always loved his birthday, especially since the day she became his girlfriend and always planned a day full of surprises for him. Rudy grasped her blue sweater sleeve and lured her towards him to kiss her lips tenderly.

“Mmm you taste like maple syrup.” 

“I may or may not have already eaten a waffle while cooking them,” she smiled, tilting her head to the side to give him her guilty puppy eyes, making him fall more in love with her. “I planned the whole day so you better start eating your waffles now because we’re leaving in an hour.”

“Did I ever tell you you're the best girlfriend?” he mumbled with his mouth full of waffles dipped in maple syrup.

“Many times, but I'll never get tired of hearing you say it, lover boy.”

“Good, because with such a good waffles recipe, you're stuck with me for a while, pretty girl!”

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Chase picked them up around eight pm in front of their apartment with his black truck, the rest of the cast were already at the the Pate’s house, decorating and preparing the cake. She had blindfolded his boyfriend and he kept asking where they were going every single minute of the trip like a child. He had done the same thing a few months ago when she took him skydiving for the first time, it was almost routine for her to hear him complain in the back of the car. 

“Stop asking, you big baby!” she said to him, turning her upper body toward the back of the car where he was seated. “It’s a surprise, I’m not gonna ruin it because you can't wait for a few minutes.”

He gave her his pouting face and crossed his arms on his chest, knowing she would not say a word to him about it even if he tried harder. A few minutes later, Chase parked his truck next to Drew's car. She walked to the left side of the car to opened Rudy's door, quickly kissing him on the lips and automatically causing a big smile to cover his pouty face. She guided him to the backyard with Chase’s help. He opened the back yard gate, letting them pass in front of him before closing it back so Lilah's dog would not run away like he did multiple times when they filmed the first season of the show. All the cast members were silently gathered in front of a multicoloured cloud of balloons and were holding a sign that said 'Happy birthday, Rudy!' 

“Okay, you can take your bandana off!” she said to his ear and he could feel the excitement in her voice. 

Slowly, he pulled his blindfold down and a wide smile slipped on his lips at the sight of all his friends singing happy birthday to him. He squeezed his girlfriend's hand while his friends were still singing and she couldn't help but let a few tears of joy run down her cheeks when she saw him so touched by the surprise she had planned for him. 

“Thank you for all of this, baby. I love you more and more everyday my sweet girl,” he whispered to her ear before leaning down to kiss her soft lips that tastes like caramel due to the caramel macchiato she drank in the car.

“I’m happy you’re happy, lover boy,” she said to him as he pressed his cheek against her palm, a smile at the corner of his lips. “Now, go hug your friends!” 

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After her and Rudy hugged and thanked everyone, they all swapped their clothes for bathing suits that would come in handy during their little boat trip of the afternoon. Jonas had let them borrow his boat, taking advantage of the fact that his children were with them to spend a day with his wife at the spa. Drew was at the helm of the boat while the others were all sitting on the benches, toasting to Rudy's birthday just before Chase announced that they were far enough away from the shore to put the tube in the water. JD, Rudy and Y/n were the first ones to shotgun a spot on the pneumatic tyre.

“Babe? Can you help with the zipper?” Rudy asked his girlfriend, frowning completely clueless.

“He’s twenty-two and still needs his girlfriend to zip his life jacket,” Jonathan mocked him, resulting in him being pushed in the water by a proudly smirking Rudy who quickly followed him the water, grabbing Y/n by the waist to take her with him. She surfaced quickly thanks to her life jacket, clearing her face of wet hair and sending a wince at her boyfriend. They all swam to the tube, splashing each other on purpose along the way. Rudy climbed aboard first and reached out his hand to Y/n to help her climb up. She sat between him and Jonathan, clutching a black rubber handle with one hand while the other was firmly intertwined with her boyfriend's hand. 

“Are you ready?” yelled drew, turning his upper body toward the back of the boat, his right hand resting on the wheel. 

“Aye aye, Captain!” Rudy screamed back and the boat begun to pick up speed. 

The water was splashing back in their faces and they could barely keep their eyes open, but they couldn't help smiling stupidly. The three of them let out cries of surprise and laughter every time they jumped a wave and almost got ejected from the tube. They could see Madison and Chase laughing at them while Madelyn filmed them for her next tomfoolery instagram post. Drew took a sharp right turn, dropping Y/n and JD on Rudy. She firmly grabbed her boyfriend's bicep after she lost her grip on the handle and pushed JD back up with her shoulder so he could settle back into his seat. Just when they thought Drew was done messing with them, he suddenly accelerated, ejecting them out of the tube like three little rockets. 

“You fucker!” Rudy shouted to his friend, laughing before turning towards his girlfriend. “You okay baby?”

“All good and still in one piece!” she replied, swimming back to the boat where Deion gave her a hand to climb up. A few seconds later, she felt a towel being placed on her shoulders and two arms wrapped around her waist. She smiled, turning her head to meet the face of her boyfriend who had pressed his chin to her shoulder. He placed a few kisses on her neck, making her squirm under his grip from the tickling of his lips against her wet skin. 

“Look at them! You guys are so cute,” whined Lilah, taking a picture of them. Y/n blushed while Rudy smiled proudly. “Can you send me the picture? I'm gonna post it on instagram.” rudy said as he grabbed his phone and sat on one of the benches while Chase and Madelyn were putting on their life jackets. She sat next to him, resting her head on his shoulder and playing with the hem of his boarding shorts, a gift she gave him for his birthday last year, right before he started shooting for Outer Banks. He quickly wrote a caption and posted the photo of them on his instagram, getting hundred of likes and comments only a few seconds after. 

‘My sweet girl. Thanks for the amazing birthday surprise! Love you to the moon and back, my love.’

“I love you too, baby,” she cupped his face with her palms and kissed his salty lips. “Oh, before I forgot,” she brought her face close to his and took her sensual innocent voice. “Since it’s your birthday, I’m gonna let you do whatever you wanna do to me tonight.”

His eyes opened widely and he cleared his throat. “Fuck, you’re gonna be the death of me, pretty girl,” he kissed her, nibbling at her bottom lip. “I’m gonna please you so much tonight that you’re gonna beg me to stop.” 

She smirked at him and grazed his crotch with her fingertips. “I look forward to it.”

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[wwilloww]

assless chaos | jjk

Pairing: Cowboy!Jungkook x OC!Lainey

Genre: Wild West. Crack. Fluff.

Rating: 18+

WC: 1.5k

Warnings: Assless chaps. Swearing. Bad dialogue. Like really bad dialogue. Ass worship. Infidelity. Making out against a portrait of Colonel Mustard.

A/N: This is for @hobiance. Meant to be read with a nice little western twang to it. Like you’re chewing a piece of straw and tellin’ a story round a fire. I let my dramatic self out on this one, so please judge this fic based on the description of Jungkook’s ass, not the quality of writing, thank you very much.

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ASSLESS CHAOS

“Ma’am?” The graveled voice of the cook crackles through the still air of the parlor as she sticks her head through the door. “You have a visitor.”

Lainey sighs, tipping the heavy book back just enough to peer over at the woman standing in the doorframe.

“Who is it?” she says, boredom lacing her tone, going back to her reading.

“A very handsome young man.” The older woman winks at her. “He says he has something to show you.”

Lainey’s brow furrows in confusion. Her cook speaks up over the silence, placating her uncertainty.

“He seems like a nice young man, ma’am. I think I recognize him as one of your husband’s men.”

“Alright, Bonnie, let him in.”

The double doors to Lainey’s parlor swing open — and then slam shut again with a loud bang. However, despite the loud noise, she doesn’t bother to look up from the book propped up in her hands.

“If you’re here to see my husband, he should be back by supper,” she calls from behind the pages. No one answers. The heavy but familiar sound of honest to goodness cowboy boots clicking against the hardwood floor echos through the office and it’s not until she hears them come to a halt in front of her desk that she looks up.

“Jungkook,” Lainey gasps, standing from her chair.

“Ma’am.” Jungkook tips his hat towards her before taking it off in a sign of respect. He tosses it casually onto a chair in the corner of the large room.

“I-I thought I told you—”

“To stay away?” Jungkook cocks an eyebrow and leans over the desk towards her, hands flat on the mahogany.

“You can’t be here,” she hisses. “Not now, not in my home, not—”

Her words are cut short by Jungkook’s hand reaching up to pinch her chin. Her eyes shoot open in shock. Such a simple gesture — and yet, she can’t help but feel her body react to the electricity that zings through her body as skin meets skin. It’s been so long since her husband, Taehyung — or really anyone for that matter had touched her like this — trapping such gentleness, such love in the smallest of movements.

“It wasn’t fair for you to ask me to stay away,” he pouts. “How could I? Especially when you look like this.”

He straightens up again, releasing her from his grasp. Lainey watches, mouth gaping as he rounds the desk to come stand before her.

“How could you,” she pokes him in the chest, “when you know exactly who my husband is? As the mayor, and soon to be governor, he runs this town. He’ll have his gun cocked and pointed at your head as soon as he sees you here.”

“You really think I’m worried about that?” Jungkook drawls. “You don’t think I didn’t know exactly what I was riskin’ when I came here?” He stands hardly a foot away and Lainey is forced to look up at the handsome man. His hair is parted sleekly to the side, the deep, rich color gleaming in the golden evening light that shines through the window. As much as she knows she should tell off the man standing before her, something in her chest tugs, begs, Please. Let him stay. He stands so close that she can smell his natural mix of sun and desert emanating off of him. He smells like something comfortable, like something she wants to fall into, like — dare she say it? — like sex.

Just as he’s leaning in, his lips parted oh-so devilishly, Lainey puts her hand to his chest, stopping him.

“You said you had something to show me,” she says hurriedly, her voice quacking ever so slightly.

Gaze still locked on her lips, he smirks. “Of course, I nearly forgot.”

“What is it?”

“Remember the governor’s ball, nary a month ago?”

How could she forget? The fateful night Jungkook finally pulled her behind the curtain of the stage and asked if her lingering gaze meant that she felt the same way he did. They exchanged confessions of adoration as Lainey’s husband stood just twenty feet away, giving his speech for his governor’s candidacy. The two of them confessed their love to one another behind the rich velvet curtains, only to swear any action on behalf of their throbbing hearts. Even after Lainey had slipped back to her husband’s side, her gaze hadn’t left the figure of the young cowboy, eyes roving over his strong frame and supple ass. Drinking him in was like tasting the sweetest of poisons.

“I remember,” she says softly. “How could I forget?”

“Then you’ll appreciate these.”

Jungkook rips of his chaps, the snaps popping off and scattering across the floor. As she takes in what lays beneath, Lainey slaps a hand to her mouth, a gasp ringing through the air.  

Below lay a second pair of chaps.

Assless chaps.

“What in gods good tarnation are those,” Lainey gasps.

“Chaos. Assless chaos.” Jungkook takes a step closer until the pair stands chest to chest. “I know how much you like my ass —” Warmth creeps up her cheeks and she attempts to duck her head in embarrassment of his acknowledgment. But he’s quick to put a finger below her chin, nudging her head up so that she’s looking at him again. “—The way you can’t keep your eyes off of my blessed cheeks, even when your husband is standing right beside you with his arm around your waist.”

“I—” Her words stutter to a halt. All Lainey can think is that behind the beautiful man in front of her are two shining, round, perfect peaches, juicy and just begging to be squeezed. She nearly swoons at the thought of all of that cake, exposed to the room.

“You don’t have to say anything,” Jungkook murmurs. “I know what you’re thinking.” He takes her hands, which have been clutched to her chest, one in each of his large palms. Ever-so slowly, he brings them around his back and places her palms on his exposed ass.

She can’t help but give the slightest of squeezes.

Firm. Juicy. Perfectly round.

“It’s like they were sculpted by the gods,” Lainey murmurs, breath stolen by the utopian orbs beneath her hands. Never in all of her prairie-roving, stallion-taming days has she ever come into contact with such a faultless ass. Even without sight, she knows there’s no ass in this whole country that could rival the one she grasps in hands this very moment.

“My heart though,” Jungkook whispers. “My heart has been sculpted by you.”

Brought back to the moment, Lainey realizes who she is, where she is, who she’s with. She takes a step back, releasing Jungkook’s beautiful ass as she does. Her heart flutters at his words. Even as the sound has long cleared the space, she feels like she can still feel the vibrations of its echoes.

“We can’t,” she breathes, hand snaking up her torso and coming to rest above her pounding heart. “You know how I feel. You know how I… how I love you. Love you and that matchless ass of yours. But there’s so much more to consider.”

“Is it not enough for you?” He takes a step forward, just as she steps back again. “Is having me and a show-stealing ass not enough you? I fucking won the county fair with this beaut.”

“I know you did. And you won this heart, too,” you add so softly the words barely lift into the air.

If only she could melt into him, allow him to take her away somewhere far from the plaid ballgowns, the cow auctions, the dry desert of this town. Wasn’t she made for something so much bigger? For the great beyond of life? Not the smallness that her husband expected her to don, the repetitive role he asked her to play every day the sun poked her head above the dusty earth and the cows woke for their milking. A role he never thanked her for, either.

“I’m here to ask you to run away with me,” Jungkook says. 

Lainey looks up at him.

The man before her holds a great expanse within his stallion soul. One she wanted to fall into. One she wanted to explore and map and know like the back of her palm.

Like being struck by lightning during the rainy season, a bolt of understanding hits her. She wants this. Wants him.

Jungkook has her backed up against the large painting of Colonel Mustard that decorates the parlor, the yellow of his turtle neck casting a glow about the darkening room.

“Can I—”

“Kiss me, Jungkook.”

Jungkook leans down to her, his palms coming to cradle her face as he brushes his lips against hers. Soft at first. And then all at once.

It is a kiss that consumes. One that swirls up all the feeling in the world into one large tumbleweed of emotion and sensation.

She pulls away, just enough to let a single word slip from her swollen lips.

“Yes.”

The moment the word slips out, she knows it’s true.

“Yes?”

“Take me with you when you leave this godforsaken town.”

“Really?”

“I’m all yours, cowboy.”

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Elizabeth Mikaelson - What If? Chapter 15

Authors Note: So I got my ass together to write the next chapter I hope it full-fills the wait! Want to be added to the Lizzie-Lijah Stag Tag? Let me know! 🖤

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"You must be Elizabeth." Esther says standing in front of and Elijah. 

"Pleasure to meet you, Esther." I replied offering to shake her hand and yet she pulls me into a warm embrace. 

"After a thousand years it's heartwarming to see that Elijah has found someone and settled down." She says. 

"Come we have much to discuss." She adds trying to guide me away from the rest of the family. 

"Just give me a moment and I'll join you." I replied. She smiles and walks to have a quick word with her youngest son. 

"I'm nervous Elijah what do I say to her?" I said as I turned to face him panic starting to form my features. 

"You are wonderful, beautiful, smart and kind you have nothing to fear regarding where my mother is concerned." He says reassuring me while brushing the few strands of hair that was in slightly in my face.

"Go, I'll introduce you to Finn after you've spoken with mother." He adds. 

"Alright." I said happily and kissed him. I turned to see Esther waiting for me at the entrance to the dinning room. As I made my way over to her I had a sudden wave of uncertainty and caution. 

"So Elizabeth tell me about yourself." Esther asks as we made our way outside.

The conversation with Esther was interesting to say the least she seemed happy with all of her children being reunited and that was all she'd ever wanted, she explained that she had watched them live their lives as vampires for the past thousand years from the 'Other Side' she said on multiple times that all she wanted was to her family back together. 

But something seemed off and I couldn't put my finger on it, I was unsure whether to speak with Elijah, Rebekah or Kol heck even Niklaus they just had their mother return from the dead so none of them would understand my concerns heck even think I was crazy. Maybe it was the fact Esther saw me as an outsider? Maybe she felt threatened? In any case I too would need to seek advice from an outsider. My outsider though... Damon Salvatore.

I sat at the bar in the Mystic Grill awaiting the company from the eldest Salvatore brother. "We really should stop meeting up, it might start getting back to that husband of yours." Damon jokes. 

"Oh please, Elijah knows he has nothing to fear." I sassed rolling my eyes. 

"Especially if your attempting to compete for my affections." I added sarcastically. 

"I like being the eternal stud."

"You do you Damon." I laughed and ordered two drinks from the bar. 

Three glasses of neat bourbon and two large glasses of red wine passed as I illustrated my concerns regarding my mother in law. "I just don't get it Damon, why did Esther wait a thousand years to be released from her coffin. Many powerful Bennett witches have walked the earth why wait for Bonnie and her mother?" I said with a sigh. 

"Your right in the sense that it does sound a bit fishy, but maybe what she has said is true. Maybe all she does want is her family to be back together." Damon replies knocking back the final drops of drink from his glass. 

"Perhaps." I said sounding defeated as the tip of my finger traced the rim of my glass. 

"Don't fret over this, nothing bad has happened and I doubt it will. Esther will help keep Klaus in check meaning, we will all be safe and you can focus on your marriage for a change." Damon says to try and cheer me up. 

"If anything does happen may I be the first to say I told you so?" I laughed. 

"Sure thing Lizzie" Damon replied. 

"You know I would have never of thought that me and you would get along so well, thank you for letting me confide in you." 

"Thanks for trying to get Klaus to behave, but I should really be getting back I'll see you around." Damon finishes as he gets up from his seat checking his phone.

I returned back to the mansion it was quiet, which was odd. Everyone was reunited and I was surprised to hear no talking or bickering I did however hear the faint sound of turning pages coming from upstairs. As I headed up I also got the whiff of smoke coming from one of the bedrooms. I was about to investigate the smell when Elijah had met me on the landing. 

"I heard the front door, where were you?" He asks. 

"I've just had a drink with Damon at the Grill still making sure we still have an alliance if need be." I replied.

The next day the whole family where getting ready for the ball that Esther had organised to try reintegrate the family back into the Mystic Falls community. While Rebekah was getting her nails buffed, manicured and painted. Finn and Elijah making their dress shoes shine and polished, Kol stood in a full length mirror while a tailor was attempting to make some alterations to the lovely three-piece suit he had planned on wearing later in the evening. 

"Rebekah? Tell me how handsome I am." He asks cheekily with a smile. 

"Ah Kol, you know I can't be compelled." She replies playfully looking from her manicure. 

"Kol, hold still otherwise your measurement changes won't be correct." I warned as Nik had burst through the door.

"You went after Elena? What is wrong with you?!" Nik shouted. 

"Here we go." Rebekah muttered rolling her eyes. 

"Do you want another dagger in your heart?" He threatened. 

"Again with the dagger threats? Don't you have any other tricks?" Kol questioned. 

"Oh, go back to staring at yourself." Nik sassed.

"And who are you, my father?" Kol fought back. 

"No, Kol, but you're in my house. All of you are." Nik replied. 

"Actually the house belongs to Mystic Falls, we're vampires Nik we can't own property." I added sarcastically smiling. 

"Oh don't you start Lizzie, unlike the rest of you, you'd be the easiest to kill." Nik threatened. 

"Oh really Niklaus?" Elijah pipped up stepping forward to protect me. 

"No it's fine Lijah, Kol." I replied to my husband and other brother in law. 

"Let's go outside Nik, lets blow off some steam. You take out your frustrations, your anger, try your best to hurt me but lets be honest I'll hurt you a lot more!" I shouted back not backing down. 

"Enough! Niklaus. Come." Esther shouted to bring the peace.

She left the room and Nik followed behind his tail in between his legs and the rest of us went back to our precious business, the however tailor was left a little shook about the confrontation between myself, Niklaus, Elijah and Kol unfortunately his hands were slightly shaking unable to make the alterations correctly. Sighing I turned to the human.

 "Thank you for your services Mr Anderson, how about heading off home it's a lovely afternoon." I compelled. He nodded and collected his things and left, Kol who was unhappy with the decision tried to interject. "Lizzie? Are you aware that your missing something? My suit isn't finished." He scoffed. 

"Lucky for you over the past years I've become a master seamstress, now hold still while I adjust this bit." I giggle as I lifted Kol's arms to slightly. 

"A beauty, seamstress and a fiery temper! You got yourself quite the lady Elijah I'd hold on to her before some tries to take her." Kol teased his brother. 

"And they would have difficulty doing so Kol, however I'm the fortunate one brother." Elijah replied. 

"If you keep fidgeting the measurements will be wrong keep still." I exclaimed. 

"Best do as your told brother, otherwise who knows how many pins Lizzie will stick in you." Rebekah laughed checking her nails. 

"Darling she can stick a pin in me anytime." Kol replied playfully earning a scowl from Elijah.

The whirling of a sewing machine echoed the room and the look of concentration was plastered over my face "How did you feel after meeting mother?" Elijah asked walking into the room holding a glass of water. 

"She was every way you described her." I replied briefly the looking back down to check the stitch I had just sewn. 

"I forgot to ask, is your suit for tonight alright?" Looking back up, noticing that Elijah had placed the glass on a nearby table and then stood behind me. Elijah just swept my hair to one side and placed a kiss to the base of my neck. 

"I'll take that as a yes" I chuckled.

After all of the adjustments that needed doing to Kol's suit I had just enough time to get myself ready for the ball, Elijah had walked into our bedroom adjusting his silver cuff-links while I once again was sat in front of the wooden vanity with a curling wand in my hand adding the final finishing touches to my hair. "You've done a marvelous job on Kol's suit he is currently gazing at himself in the mirror, but have you enough time to get ready?" He asked me. 

"My dress is in the wardrobe, would you be able to help me?" I asked fluttering my eyelashes letting my mascara dry. 

"Of course" Elijah replied picking out the long dress bag which held the contents of my sky blue off the shoulder dress. As he unzipped the bag I stood up and gazed at my husband. 

"You will be the most beautiful person at the ball tonight." Elijah added as he moved the zipper down my dress making room for myself to step inside it.The fabric had a cool feeling against my skin as he brought the dress up my body. 

Moments later dressed to the nines I was ready to make my appearance to the rest of the town. Elijah held out his arm. "Are you ready my dear?" He asks a final time. "Always" I replied as I hooked my arm through his.

As we made our way through the ball I saw hundreds of gorgeous dresses each perfect for the wearer as it brought out every single of their features. "Lizzie I must hand it to you, you did a fantastic job." Kol says joining myself and Elijah. 

"Yes well it doesn't make you look so bulky brother." I replied giggling. 

"Elijah may I borrow your lovely wife for a few minutes?" Kol asked. 

"Of course." Elijah says dropping his arm. 

"This won't take long promise." I smiled and kiss him on the cheek and left with Kol to another part of the ball. 

"Missed me darling?” Kol asked with a grin. 

“Of course I did you were always my second favorite brother. Kol now we both know I’m not daft, this isn’t what you wanted to ask so say it.” I replied to him raising my eyebrow. 

“So how did find our mother?” He asked with a serious face. 

“Everything everyone told me about, she’s lovely. I can’t wait to know her better.” I told him, yes I know that I should of told Kol the truth but I felt that it was a subject that me and Elijah should discuss first. 

“That’s all?” Kol asked trying to push an alternate response out of me. 

“That’s all.” I assured him. 

“Now if you excuse me I believe that I see Miss Gilbert taking to Finn.” I said and made my way over to Elena and Finn my supernatural hearing picking up parts of their conversation.

“You may not know but your mother's already tried to kill me once.” Elena said in a slightly raised tone of voice, I obliviously had missed a large portion of their talk. 

“If you want to see my mother, you'll need to be alone.” Finn replies. My thoughts were then interrupted by the sound of the clinking of a champagne glass. “ If everyone could gather, please.” Elijah announces from the staircase. I then changed my path to re-join Elijah, Rebekah, Niklaus and Kol as I approached the stairs Finn to whom was waiting for me offered me a hand to aid me. As I took my place back to Elijah Esther walked down the stairs joining us.

We stood proud the Mikaelson family reunited and as strong as ever.

“Welcome, thank you for joining us. You know, whenever my mother brings our family together like this, it's tradition for us to commence the evening with a dance. Tonight's pick is a centuries-old waltz, so if all of you could please find yourselves a partner, please join us in the ballroom.” Elijah says to the crowd and gestures for people to head into the ballroom. 

As humans busied themselves heading into the ballroom I noticed that Esther had made her way back upstairs, lifting the skirt of my dress I followed up behind her I turned my head to Elijah. “I’ll join you for a dance in a moment, I just need to quench my thirst.” I said taking a deep breath. 

“Are you certain your fine?” Elijah asked quietly. I nodded and hurried up the stairs. Checking over my shoulder to make sure I wasn’t being followed I saw Esther enter he bedroom. I jumped when I heard the sound of a throat clearing and then quickly and gently pinned to the nearby wall Elijah’s arms caged me unable to move 

“Elizabeth, please tell me the truth whats going on?” He asked sternly.     

[stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale]

Finished s2 ep2 again.

Some random thoughts as the episode progressed:

Pete: I’ve been thinking, and I don’t wanna die.*chokes*

Well. I’m upset again, but what else is new?

Promising to take care of Nick is so sad because we all know how he ends up and it’s completely out of our control. I’m going to fail you, Pete, and I hate it. 

“Clementine, can you please watch Sarah?”

Okay, Carlos, but only if you promise to lock that door behind you.

ALSO didn’t you literally tell me NOT to talk to her last episode?? 

Oh boy, I get to show Sarah how to use a gun! Can’t wait to see what comes of this choice, right? ...Oh wait. Nothing comes of it. It’s pointless. Sarah doesn’t hold another gun ever again. 

“Hey! Luke’s back!” 

S’NOT HIM!

CARLOS I ASKED YOU TO LOCK THE DOOR-

Oh hai Carver, ya raspy prick

Rebecca does this total 180 overnight and now she’s trying to be my best friend, which is fine. I probably should get along with AJ’s mom, but still. Pregnancy hormones, I guess?

And, to be fair, I like Rebecca as a character after you get through episode one where she’s all snarky and trying to kick Clem out.

The scene where they find Pete’s body and you can see Luke pulling Nick into a hug is so touching, and Luke pulling Nick away because they have to move and there’s nothing else they can do for Pete except move on just shows that these two really cared about each other and it only adds to the fuels of annoyance I get knowing that Luke barely reacts to Nick’s death in the future.

Nick... 😟😟😟

“I don’t like this.”

“Yeah, well, when’s the last time you liked anything, Carlos?”

Pfffft... the way Luke says it is just  😆

Big Brother Luke is my favorite thing in this game and it kills me

Nick... I know you’re still grieving and all but can you not-

Aaaaaand Matthew’s dead. I’m sure that won’t come up anytime soon...

Seriously, though, this scene is so conflicting for me because I like Nick but this was so stupid and could’ve easily been avoided. I probably would’ve been more forgiving of it if Nick survived longer to atone for this mistake rather than dying the way he did. 

My dumb thievery has paid off! 

“It’ll be like climbin’ a treehouse.”

“I had a treehouse once.”

“Well, there ya go.

“I hated it.”

“Oh.”

Clem, tone down the prepubescent angst, would’ja?

Oh hai Kenny

Look at that glorious beard

So, I’m curious about Kenny this season. As I mentioned in my previous posts replaying s1, I always had a tough time with Kenny every time I’ve played because I helped Lilly in the meat locker, but this time around I helped kill Larry. I’m still dumbfounded at how chill Kenny was after that, so I’m interested to see if it has a small effect on him throughout this season. I mean, I doubt it’ll be anything too big because I’m playing as Clementine rather than Lee. Still, I usually dislike Kenny more in this season rather than s1 so... we’ll see. 

Oh, huh. Kenny’s response about Lee when talking to Clem is different.

“For some reason, I tried to save that fuckin’ shitbird, Ben...”

HEY I think we’ve all shit on Ben enough thank you Kenny...

Oh hai Katjaa-Replacement

Beans and peaches... together? But- but-

“I love you, silly-bear.”

“I hate when you call me that.”

“I know.”

Aw...

I know I should probably sit with Kenny... but Big Brother Luke is giving me those puppy eyes...

I sat with Luke and now Kenny and his beard are sad. 

“Luke and Nick. You two sure look like a match.” What’cha implying there, Kenny? Nick and his hat don’t like that. 

Vanilla Ice 😂😂😂

Kenny be nice to Luke, I’ve adopted him as my big brother. Can’t you be chill like you were previously, or do I gotta help you kill someone first?

“They say the world is over, but I’ll tell you a secret: It’s not.” 

In a lotta ways, he’s right, y’know. 

Bonnie ya fuckin’ liar piss off-

Y’know, I play through these games with a very “honesty is key” attitude, but I don’t know if it ever really does anything big in the end. I showed Lee’s bite and everyone came with me to look for Clem, and in the end it didn’t matter. I was honest with Nick and Walter but they’re both gonna end up dead anyway. I’m trying to think back and remember if there’s ever a time throughout the whole series where telling the truth either really benefits you or really fucks you over and I can’t think of one...

Kenny’s voice acting has really improved this season compared to s1. Not that it was bad in s1, it’s just better here I think. 

I’m sorry, I had to pause the game because I’m cackling too hard. We’re turning the windmill off and Carlos is like “I don’t know how to turn this off!” and Clem’s all “I can do it!” AND THERE’S LITERALLY A KEY RIGHT THERE TO TURN THE DAMN THING OFF Y’ALL COULDN’T FIGURE THAT OUT???

Uuuuuuuugh

Carver

Walter is a great example to show the difference between being kind and being stupidly generous and naive. If he hadn’t been so quick to believe Bonnie and send her off with food, this maybe could’ve been avoided. If they had taken Bonnie inside so that the others would see and know who she was, we could’ve escaped and no one else would’ve had to die. 

Oh shit, I totally forgot about the whole thing about Alvin and George. Can’t remember if we learn anything more about that, like if Alvin really did murder him or not. 

Again, another solid episode that I always enjoy. 

I believe it’s next episode that it starts to fall downhill a little if memory serves right. BUT, it’s also the episode where Carver dies, which is both a good and bad thing

Wow, only 35% of people sat with Luke? But those puppy eyes tho...

[shuicheese]

Okay so- It’s going to be a new year real soon. And I haven’t done anything for my pals during Christmas and I really, really wanted to do something to show how thankful I am towards my friends. So here’s a small ‘follow-forever’ thingie! ^^

I will put them under read more since it’s a long list hehe. This isn’t in any order, btw, I appreciate all of you and if I somehow, somehow, forgot to add you then- Im so sorry! ;;;

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@diligencekit - We’ve been pals for a reaallly long time now, and I really enjoy your company, bro! I consider you a really close friend of mine and a broski. ^^ You’re possibly my first close pal on the net, and I’m glad that we’re still buddies! Your art has always been a huge inspo to me and it’s probably the main reason to why I got a drawing tablet. qwq; 

@valskya - Another close net pal/broski! I’m happy that we’re close friends and we started talking again! You and Jen always seem to make me really happy, your art has also been an inspo to me and I’m always happy to see your art! You also got me into Juuni Taisen which honestly made me really happy, we had lots of fun watching the episodes and such! You’re also another really close friend of mine, and a broski as well! I’m just really happy we started to talk to each other again~

@zingospinning - I completely adore you. I really don’t know where to start with this- Okay, so when I first saw you in school, I instantly wanted to befriend you. But I was so god damn nervous because I wanted to impress you and such,  but then we became friends in an after-school club and that was both the best thing and the most nervous thing because I still really wanted to impress you. Looking back at it, I sort of find it amusing. I think when I befriended you, I started to become slightly more social with others and had a bit more friends? I only had one friend and if I haven’t met you, then holy shit where would I be now? You’re funny, a huge sweetheart to me, and I enjoy your company so much! I wish I can see you every day in school again but ey, I do hope you’re doing well and I love you! You also introduced me to many things, such as BNHA, Teen Titans, etc etc. Thank you so much for the great stuff in life, Zingo! <33

@hasikon - Where do I begin. Okay, fIRST OF ALL! Thank you for making sure I was doing well this month, and thank you for everything too. You have wonderful OC’s and a wonderful humor, and whenever we have a Skype call, it honestly makes me laugh and it’s so chill. Playing games with you is so fun, even though I may have ‘ruin’ the experience for ya. xp Btw we need to play TableTop Simulator sometime again hoho. 

@nikolas-is-gay - BROTHER!! Nikolas is my sweet n satanic baby brother!! I love him so much and I’m so glad we started talking! Has a great humor, I adore his OC’s, and his creativity! We hurt each other on a daily basis by talking about angst about our OC’s and we love it. Honestly, I don’t know what I would do without him, he’s there to cheer me up whenever I’m feeling down and the things he says always seem to make me laugh and/or smile. It’s nice to have him around tbh~

@maginpui - Oh gosh- My sweet and adorable P.Wife! She’s so adorable and I honestly love, looove her humor! She never fails to make me laugh and I also really appreciate her kindness! I’m so sorry that I never really got the chance to properly talk to you in school though,,, But I do hope the gifts I got you are fine! And I love you so much, I hope you’re well, P.Wife! I also returned all of the gifts you gave me- I love them all so so much and I am extremely sentimental of em! Especially the Pusheen gifts!

@dettouo - East or West, Dett is the best! I really need to start talking to you again! You’re such a sweetheart and you’re adorable! I really enjoy talking to you and you seem really fun to talk to! I do hope you’re well too~ Honestly just talking to her makes me feel really happy.

@turtleofrage & @killualluka99  - AH YES, THE BUNDLE I GOT WHEN BEFRIENDING ZINGAY! Also a great birthday gift, considering I met them on my 16th birthday? These are my adopted children, I love them both so much! Seeing them whenever I visit Zingo makes me happy! I love their humor and I also enjoy their memes and company~

@dylanhack - Another old pal of mine, and an older brother! We haven’t been talking a lot lately but I really want to change that. You’re really fun to talk to and I was looking back at my old posts yesterday, and I honestly really miss you heh,, I do hope we can talk again! Because you’re a really fun buddy and I enjoy your company!

@philosopher-rachel-wolf - I’ve known Rachel since...I guess 2013? But we’ve properly started talking in early 2014 and ever since then, I wanted to improve myself because inspired me so much! You’re probably the main and only reason to why I write better now, and still roleplay in the RP community. Well I mean- I try to roleplay but writers' block,,,heh h-- But I’m not kidding when I say your writing has influenced me. I’m so happy that we became friends and I’m even more happier that we still are! You always have that jolly personality that really makes me smile ^^ And your art! Where do I begin- you always seem to be improving it , and I’m always so happy to see your improvement. It’s seriously makes me smile too- I love it! Keep up the wonderful work, Rachel! <33

@chibinel - Listen-- We got ‘banned’ in a Cuphead server for confessing out love for Beppi the clown, we have a role called “EXTRA BANNED” because of it. I’m proud of myself- Okay but jokes aside, I love Gaster! I love their art so much, it’s so adorable and it’s just- it’s really good! They’re nice to talk to and I’m glad we got along well! ^^

@valf-xx - Listen- Valf is a huge sweetheart when I first met her. I really love her Dangan Ronpa imagines blog ( @komaedas-trash cHECK IT OUT BLEASE-- ) and I love talking to her! I like screeching about Eraserhead with her and I also love her art~ She’s just- She makes me feel so calm, I really appreciate that !

@puddingskitty - Fun and adorable buddy! I enjoy seeing her art and seeing her on my dashboard in general. I love her Toy Bonnie’s design, and whenever I see a rabbit, I can’t help but get reminded of her~ Honestly I enjoy her company even though I was quiet for sometime- And you’re probably the first person who drew my OC, Zerum, as a small gift and I still really appreciate it! Thank you! 

@kamukuraprojects - Another buddy I consider a brother!! Listen- his cosplaying is so?? It’s so beautiful?? I love it so so much! You’re a gorgeous boy and I simply adore your generosity, I do hope things are gonna be better for you since I heard you’re having a bit of a hard time I think? But I hope you’ll have a great and wonderful new year and hope that next year will be better for you! ^^

@imperial-dork - My spirit animal. Literally my spirit animal- his humor is honestly my favourite and I look up to this man even though a certain goat told me not to. Either way, I think Magnus is a cool dood, and I enjoy hearing about the wacky things he’s done~

@fluzeh - I love Lazy’s art so so soooooooo much! I want to draw just like her one day! She’s so sweet and I love to mess around with her~ I also enjoy watching stuff with her- we watched the MLP movie on rabbit and honestly it was a nice experience~ I love it! I hope we can do more things like that! She’s also the person who designed my main fursona, honestly I just- I adore my sona so much because it’s from you, and I will forever treasure it!Thank you so so much again for the design! <33

Okay I’m one tired idiot atm but I just want to say that for those I haven’t wrote a small description thingie for, please try not to get upset! I’m sorry in advance that I couldn’t say something for you, but I hope you all are alright with this!!

Here are some people that I enjoy talking to/admire and/or people I would love to talk to/get to know better!

@ciel-beehive, @pikabrightheart, @plantsarehardcore, @frizzbutt, @his-pall-mugman, @rottenmilkyarts, @tvvy, @darkshadowsnake, @garnetarmstrong,  @flareon, @raphadelialovesyou, @cheinsaw, @official-akamatsu, @crowstainedred, @ryoumahoshi, @ellsworld, @korekiyo--shinguuji, @btal, @infinitypixel, @askmoonburst, @ask-evil-rainbow-dash, @zyrdrake, @radhalla, @rubberhoseartist, @wolfex126, @miss-bribri, @ladykailolu, @rosealinathefox, @rexieh, @johntheslothblog, and @spacescarf

That being said, I hope all of you had a great year, and if it wasn’t a great year, then I hope next year will be better for all of you! 

I love you all, thank you so much for everything, and have a happy new year!! <33

[thankskiara]

Thank you x12 || A Gift for Kiara

The Brain room was packed with delegates of all statures and personalities. Really, how was anything going to get done in all this noise? How would they make this present on time? Felt a bit like Santa's Workshop the night before Christmas, not gonna even lie. Luckily, the person behind the operation knew just who to call. 

"Now if you'll all quiet down--"

"She doesn't even go here." A brunette, youngest of the group, hair braided back into french braids piped up and then immediately shrunk down at the look she got from the poised blonde woman and uttered an apology. What? Mean Girls quotes were always appropriate.

"You know, Haley, I really don't mind Amelia sticking around." The figure lounging in one of the office chairs sideways, tossed her long unruly hair over her shoulder and gave an appraising look to the striking woman.

The former captain let out just the smallest chuckle and then went back to business. "Thank you darling for your flattery but I'm happily coupled. In another life, I'm sure you'd be just the top of my list." She clapped her hands together to get the room back on her again and took a deep breath before she began assuming her role and calling out orders, "In any case, we've got to put something together for Kiara."

"Last I heard Kiara was gone. Left for Kenya."

"Yes, well, it wouldn't be out of the ordinary for your brain, Miss Chino, to be a touch more preoccupied with the one you shagged rather than the one who's out there fighting the good fight. Serving, as is her duty. Holder of a few favorites around these parts."

"It wasn’t even--" Mocha narrowed her eyes as she was cut off.

"Tish tosh. We all saw. There’s no poetry to save you from this. Now, a call for order would be nice from the lot of you. I shant be contributing as I didn't know many of her characters but think of me as a moderator. For when Alex needs a bit of order and her brain to be shipshape she knows I'll have it right as rain in no time." Her posture seemed to get just a bit straighter, if that was even possible as she tucked her hands behind her back and paced the conference room. "Now then, a few of us have been called out of retirement to add a few sentiments so perhaps that may be where to start, don't you think?"

"Ay man, if it's for Kiara, I'll do whatever shit you want me to do." A smaller tanned skinned boy with a shit eating grin on his face sat back in his chair, propping his feet up onto the table.

"Alright then, why don't you elaborate on that, Ignacio."

And with that Tito crossed his arms, feeling a little uncomfortable with divulging that with his head-mates. "Nah, I mean listen, aight, she just cares and so do her people, like a lot and shit. She loved my taste in music man like she vibed. She like had Audrey for a hot minute. Man, she was fuckin' great. She could do someone like whatever that like teenage princess was she had and then turn around and do Audrey and give me shit at the Garage like that? Like she didn’t take any of my bullshit and she still was super likeable as fuck. She was a real piece of work but like in a masterpiece sorta way ya know."

"Eloquent as ever, really. But thank you. Next I think we should have Ja--No Stan. Stanley. Sorry, the other blonde 6ft tall Australian lad who dated Ellie."

A large blonde looked up from where he'd been drawing turtles on a piece of scrap paper and an almost as tall blonde but scruffier behind him just gave an annoyed look and crossed his arms before texting whoever he was texting on his phone. The grinning Australian scratched his head a bit, "Oh! Right yeah. Well, I think Ells and I were the first real interaction between--"

"Ay! Fuck, I forgot about me and GG too. Shit, Kiara is the fuckin' greatest, man. Like Georgette was different than those other two as well. Shit, man.”

A hand came and smacked Tito upside the head as the dark haired woman, arms crossed and just plain annoyed to be here when she had better things to do. She rolled her eyes and in a bored tone just said, "Tito I'll beat the shit out of you again. And you know I can."

Amelia cleared her throat, "Thank you, Megara. Although I would refrain from that until after this meeting is adjourned. As you were saying Mr Schell."

Stan just shrugged and gave a bit of a smile, "It's no worries. Tito and I go way back. I know he was just tryin' ta be helpful." He waved across the table at Tito and Meg before sitting up more in his seat, "Uh, let's see then. Well, yeah Ellie was kind of the first ship Alex and Kiara had. We were Stellie and it was real great even if it had a timeline. Also she loved every turtle thing I did which was kind of a confidence booster for just being myself, Scute and Donatello were best mates after all. But yanno, that whole timeline thing was one thing I think Kiara was really good about. If she had an end, she'd commit to it. She never backed off of that wave once she started paddling, right? She just kept going and going until they just plummeted down under. She knew Ellie wasn't gonna make it and she never shied away from her sickness. She wrote it in and kept it seen and made sure that I was included in it all like I wanted to be. We were both dropped out and retired at about the same time because of outside life reasons but I have no doubt that she'd ride that beautiful ship wave until the end. She was like real enthusiastic about everything. It was really awesome to be part of that and play a role in a story that was made the way it was."

The blonde girl with wild hair next to him looked like she was on the verge of crying and just leaned over and hugged the tall Australian. "Oh Stan, that was so lovely."

"Well, I think that leaves me out of the old and retired crew." A redhead, sat in her chair, arms on either arm rest and one leg crossed over the other, ankle on her knee.

"Yes, Kimberly. You had a different experience as well." 

Kim, the original and the first, well respected in the Head gave a chuckle, "Well, you know. When I first got to Swynlake, I knew no one and then all of a sudden, out came some of my best friends and then came the girl who seemed to be against me from the start. Kiara played Bonnie and Bonnie was just all snark but had her layers for sure. I mean, it totally wasn't like I hated her entirely. Kiara kind of sort of made her likable in a way that like popular people are that draws you in. In any case, it was great to like have that competition again and have unresolved past differences come back. Having your greatest competitor will only push you to be better."

"That and V-Day 2017 had you two hooking up in that locker room. That steam was definitely not from the showers, babe. Don't think we don't remember that tea, sis. Ya'll were on each other like you were fighting for the top of the pyramid. I mean bent ov--"

"Thank you, Hermes. I think we can all remember the fated 2017 singing incidents of the past and would rather leave them in the past." Amelia blocked that Spice Girls moment from her memory at all costs.

"Speak for yourself, henny, I was dressed as cupid and a Lady Gaga singing fool."

"Oh so how you are every day." Mocha smirked over at him and just gave him a wink to which he just clutched his chest and fake gasped like he couldn't believe the shade.

"Alright, alright, back on task. Returners and new characters, anything to add? General comments?"

“Ellie was always a really great roommate to Ly. So I’m grateful for that.” Meg offered with a shrug before leaning back in her seat again, arms crossed.

A much taller redhead than the previous one raised her hand a second before she spoke, "Yeah, I mean I'm kinda new but Elyon's been super cool. I mean I know we've only had a small interaction but I think she's got that whole telekinesis thing going for her and she can paint too. She's got all kinds of wild fairy adventures probably planned."

"Oh! Oh! In addition to what Wendy said!" The blonde who had almost cried over Stan's sweet sentiments before immediately perked up with her own comments, "I think they're all rather lovely in their own ways. You know, I've been here in both phases as have a couple of us returners and really Kiara's been such a source of positivity and enthusiasm. Also she shares my love of exclamation points! Really, truly, she's just been so welcoming and open to plotting with everyone and really I can't thank her enough for being herself as well as helping out in this time in the world."

"Well said, Arista." Amelia just nodded and looked around the room for anyone to volunteer anything further. She spotted a smaller gentleman who's head was just about nodding back and let out a loud snore to which Amelia just said firmly and loud as can be, "Mister Zimmeruski." 

The figure squirmed and snorted as he said in a daze, "I swear I didn't put cheese on the counter, Al. That smear was from the peanut butter."

Luckily Jake who hadn't been paying much attention just shook his shoulder a bit, "Alright, mate, you're up. Tell the class what we've learned."

Bobby's eyes opened as he looked around, "Whoa this is like every bad classroom dream trip I've ever had, bro. Like called to the front by the stern but hot teacher lady and just like--" He immediately looked down and sighed a bit of relief, holding up a small fist in victory, "Alright man, I didn't go to class without pants again."

"Mister Zimmeruski." Amelia said again.

"Whoa, okay, Miss Smol-der-let. Let's like calm the tone a little also like Mr. Robert Zimmeruski is legit my dad so like can we all just take it down a level." He looked around the room and paused a moment, "Wait, so what are we talking about?" Jake leaned forward and whispered into his ear. "Oh! Oh dope, awesome. Yeah like Kiara is totally on an extra chee-za level in my book, guys. Like her characters are bomb and probably put up with like a ton of my bullshit." He laughed a bit. “But she was like really nice and totally, definitely, wanted to help me get dates and stuff even if she didn’t say it, I could like feel that emo-tion, so like yeah, definitely always available for that assist with that wrist you know. Like flick of the wrist, get the gist my fam." He smirked over at Mocha, "How'd you like the rhymes, babe?"

Before Mocha could react Amelia immediately swooped in, "Alright, everyone back to your locations. Off you go before I get the worst migraine of my three decades on this earth. All of this will be compiled and given to Kiara as a present." She sighed under her breath, "Lord help us all."

As the room cleared out, Amelia turned and looked directly into the camera, sighing and crossing her arms, "I apologize on behalf of Alex's brain, Kiara. Really we all thank you for your hard work and dedication. If anyone were to be steadfast and true throughout all of this its you. We all wish you the safest of days and nights and that this situation ends itself quickly and efficiently without more chaos and undue unpleasantness. Carry on and we'll all be here for you when your crazy days have stifled, no matter how dysfunctional we and this community may also be, you're part of us and us you. We all miss you quite dearly and hope for your safe return in the near future once this invisible adversary has been dealt with."

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Well, that kind of sums everything up but, we all miss you and are just sending you all the good vibes as you battle on the frontlines of this pandemic. It's because of people like you that we're continuing to fight back against all of this craziness.

Hope you enjoy this weird and slightly insane little look into things past and present between us as a token of my thanks and admiration.

Wishing you so much luck, good health and hoping you're getting at least some sleep out there, Alex