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kateis-cakeis · 4 years

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Love Victor Timeline

Love Victor is a great show.... with a great timeline... that makes sense.... In a way that it does not make any sense. @joenicky and I were talking and we realised, actually, the timeline is like a thousand times confusing.

So, here goes. Timeline fuckery under the cut

So, first of all, the only real proof of time passing by a large amount is when Mia scrolls through her pictures at the end of episode 6. [video here]

So, we know Victor arrived in December because of these pictures with Mia. Presumably after Christmas because there’s no mention of it from anyone (and the Winter Carnival being after Christmas would fit with when the carnival is in Love Simon)

Episode one starts on a Wednesday because we see Victor’s lockscreen when Simon texts him at the end of his first day and it says Thursday. And when he first arrives, Felix says he’ll pick him up tomorrow. So therefore, Wednesday.

Except, except, if he did arrive in December and it was after Christmas (which me must assume because no one mentions it and surely if he’d had his first date or whatever with Mia, he would have gotten her a present???), but still in December, then he would have arrived in Atlanta on Christmas and then... wouldn’t everyone have been on break? Like school wouldn’t be open?

So, the next thing you’d think, well he might have arrived the week before. On the 18th. But you see, you see, he arrived just to go on break, yeah I can get with that, I can... But then Victor gets the job on the 20th. And Battle of the Bands is on the 11th of January.

And is on a Saturday, and from Benji’s words when they’re at work the night before, on a Friday, “You caught on fast”, suggests that this is Victor’s first shift.

I just can’t believe after being hired on the 20th of December that he’d have his first day on the 10th of January, three weeks later. But it’s the only way it fits!!

But then we have to circle back to the pictures. The ones above were taken in December in a way that suggests this was after their first date and after their first kiss. Unless they hung out over the break and just casually kissed each other on the cheek like that randomly???

But from the way he talks to Benji as they close up, it sounds like the date is the first time they are hanging out after the Ferris Wheel, from Victor’s tone. And Benji calls her his Ferris Wheel boo which again suggests that the Ferris Wheel was like nothing more than a week ago and still in everyone’s minds.

But let’s slide that away for now because there are seven more episodes to talk about. Beginning with episode 4. Now this episode feels like it takes place either the day after Battle of the Bands or like on the Monday because Simon is like “Benji has a boyfriend :O” but uh... hahaahahahahahahah

Instead, it takes place on a SATURDAY! Which means between the end of ep3, and the beginning of ep4, a week has passed! How long does it take for Simon to reply??? wtffff ;jrfhgqalhjadghj

Now, now that would be bad enough but I just found something that has broken me for the last fifteen minutes. This:

At the beginning of episode 3 we see this lovely calendar in Victor’s room. We already know in this episode that it’s January so a win for consistency but uh... that calendar starts on a Friday for the 1st it looks like... January 2020, the 1st was on a Wednesday. But January 2021? It’s on a Friday.

But we know it’s 2020 from Mia’s phone. So which one is correct? I would say 2020 since Battle of the Bands is on the 11th on a Saturday which is the 2020 date....

So we’re in 2020 but god knows what the date is ahahahahaah

So we’ve established that episode 4 starts on a Saturday and ends on a Friday with the game. That one makes sense. We have no dates for it but it makes sense. We have days... It’s fine

EPISODE 5, it takes place on a Saturday. That’s all we know. Is it January? Is it February yet? I don’t know. Do you know? Please tell me you know.....

Sure we get to know Benji’s birthday but if ya wanna know Victor’s? The main character? Rippppp to youuuu

Episode 6... good old ep6. It takes place at some point in the week, then we’re at Friday... again. Always a Friday or Saturday with this show.

(And also side note, if it is still January by like episode 5, i want to know how Victor got those 500 dollars so quickly to be on the team)

Anyway, one thing episode 6 does tell us is that by this point, we! are! in! February! Whooooo!!!! Yayy! New month!!

At the very least we can be sure that episode 6 takes place in February. Is it early, mid, late? Well considering ep7 is the next weekend, and ep8 is the weekend after, and ep9 and 10 take place in the following week after that, then I’d say it’s mid, because those three weeks then take us into early March, hence Spring Fling.

Now, you may be wondering, episode 7 is the following week? Why yes! It is! Because it starts with Victor in school, apologising to Mia for last night. Now, poor kid must have gotten hit badly in the head over the weekend because last night would have been a Friday which either means Creekwood forces its students to come in on a Saturday for regular school, orrrr it’s another plot hole.

Getting real sick of these holes everywhere, im gonna break my leg falling into one

So then it skips to Saturday and fun times in Willacoochee happen, and then we get a Sunday. And thennnn

It’s ep8 and Friday... again. But soon enough it’s Saturday which is nice. We love seeing like two days of the week in this show.

And then Victor comes home and he’s at school in ep9? But it seems like he just got back so it’s Monday??? Because Isabel says she didn’t hear him come in last night, which must have been Sunday night.

So it’s Monday... supposedly... And the signs for the dance at school say “this weekend” so it’s like the start of the week... right? And this all takes place in one day because Victor and Mia hang out after school that night.

Andddd the dance must be on the Friday because they are at school at the start of ep10 and the signs now say tonight. So the dance is on Friday.

But also... Victor writes the note in ep9. And Pilar finds it. And then what...? Victor waits like four days to slide it into Benji’s locker? Like wtf Victor??? But episode 9 has to take place earlier in the week because he just! got! back! the! night! before!

And I doubt he missed school because then only questions would have been raised.

So! ep9 is at the beginning of the week. And Victor waits four days to slip the letter to Benji into his locker for.... some reason???

And then the dance happens and it’s a Friday and it might be March but who knows if it is March but it is Spring so it might be March.

And that’s everything... that’s the timeline.

It’s half midnight for me... and im not tired, im hyped up on timeline bull and im lost and someone please make it make sense for my brain please. Thank you for reading, I hope you gleamed something from this

because i for one am more confused....

#love victor #victor salazar #love victor timeline

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sherrybaby14 · 6 years

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Be Afraid

Summary: A one night stand goes horribly wrong

Warnings: THIS IS A RAPE/NONCON STORY. Please do not read if this offends you. Anal. Smut

Pairing: Soulless Sam x Reader

A/N: This is for @darkspnimagines Challenge. It’s going to be 3 parts. All are going to be heavy on the non con.

A/N: I tried to post this last night, but I kept getting too long notices. (It’s 3500 words). But apparently it is an issue regarding posting from mobile (moved to a laptop)

Tags: (Had a hard time posting this. Will try again later)

Out of character. Those three words ran through your head as you followed the beast of a man up the walkway. It made you smile. Always the good girl, the shy one. Here you were having your first one night stand and man… was he worth it. The chestnut hair, doe eyes, and boy next door charm. You were practically giddy.

“I hope you keep smiling like that all night.” Sam gave you a wink.

When you arrived at the front door all your nerves vanished. He was charming. Maybe this wouldn’t be a one night stand. Maybe this would be more. Maybe this would be the one you saw when the veil was lifted from your eyes and you said those two words. I do.

You would eventually tell him you thought this was going to be a one night stand. The two of you would laugh and make secret jokes about it.

“You alright?” His eyes squinted and he tilted his head.

Moving way to fast like always you nodded your head. You needed to stop and enjoy this for what it was. A night of fun. Focus on the present, not the future.

Besides, the man was practically giving you an orgasm with his eyes, you couldn’t wait to find out what the rest of him was capable of. He opened the door and you stepped into the foyer.

“Where the hell you’ve been?” A blonde sat at a table straight ahead.

He wasn’t alone. There were four other people with him, shuffling over papers and…was that a knife?

“Relax Dean.” Sam pulled you next to him and through his arm around your shoulder. “This is Y/N.”

The guy known as Dean looked shocked. Nobody else at the table even glanced your way.

“I didn’t know you had roommates.” The bald man looked too old for that term.

“Dean’s my brother.” Sam started walking you towards the staircase, holding you against him. “I’d introduce you to the rest, but we have better ways to spend our time. Don’t you think?”

“Maybe I should go.”

“Don’t say that Y/N.” Sam looked down at you as he guided you up the stairs. “My family is a bit nomadic. Just some out of town guests. Once we’re upstairs you will forget they’re even here.”

The confidence you were feeling vanished. Sam was walking fast and his grip slid to your waist. He lifted your feet off the ground and before you knew it you were at the top of the stairs.

“Trust me. I promised a night to remember and I plan on delivering.” He chuckled and looked down at you with the puppy dog eyes.

You laughed and looked away. He was right. One night stand. You never planned on seeing him again. Push that wedding fantasy away! What did it matter if some strangers thought less of you?

“Ah, that’s my girl.” Sam squeezed your tight before setting you back down.

He kept his arm around you as he walked to a room. He pushed the door open and turned on the light to show a normal setup. There was a bed, dressers, average room décor.

You were taking it in when Sam came up behind you. His large arms draped over, dwarfing you. He was warm and you felt small. He started kissing your neck. It had been so long since anyone touched you this way you relaxed into him.

His teeth grazed your neck and you rolled your shoulder. He responded by gripping you tighter. It set off a flag.

“Didn’t we come back here for a drink?” You gave a laugh, but your nerves were in full swing.

“Well we would have to go back downstairs for that Baby.” Same placed small kisses on your neck between his words. “Do you really want to get to know my grandfather?”

Shit. He was right about that one. Still something was making your blood cool.

“Besides, we both know why you really came here with me.” He moved his hands to your hips and started bunching up your dress.

You immediately grabbed the hem and pulled it back down.

“Slow down. Maybe we should go over some things first.” You were down for a one night stand, but still expected some romancing.

Sam responded by biting. Hard.

You squealed and moved your hands to his head to try and push it off your neck.

RIPPPPP. Before you could react your dress was shredded into two.

“WHAT THE HELL?” You pressed your forearm against your bra and put your other hand over your panties.

“Don’t be a fucking tease.” Sam shoved your back and you fell onto the bed.

You braced yourself on the edge. His hands went under your knees and lifted you forward. In a manner of seconds you found yourself on all fours on a stranger’s bed in your underwear.

“STOP!” You tried to stand up, but a large hand went to the small of your back.

Sam leaned over you, his mouth right next to your ear.

“Scream like that and my family will come up and join us.” He slid your shoes off before the sound of a belt coming off filled the room. “Or would you like that? Are you greedy for cocks?”

The cool blood you were feeling turned to ice. Tears stung your eyes as your brain struggled to comprehend what was happening.

“Keep that in mind the next time you feel like yelling.” Sam pushed off of you.

The sound of his zipper coming down was even louder than the belt. You wanted to run, but were frozen in fear.

“Let me leave.” It came out in a whisper.

“I promised a night you wouldn’t forget and I plan on delivering.” Hands were on the waist of your panties.

“NO.” You grabbed them and fell forward in the same process, pressing your cheek into the mattress and pushing your ass in the air.

CRACK! The noise registered before the pain flooded your butt cheek.

“Last warning Y/N.” SLAP! SPANK! “Make another noise and I will go get my brother. Or wait? Are you that kinky? Would you rather it was my grandpa?”

A sob broke free and you dropped your guard. With no resistance Sam slid your panties over your ass. You tried to pin your thighs together but there was no denying you were fully exposed.

“Much better Y/N.” Sam shuffled behind you, no doubt undressing.

You needed to push yourself up, crawl away. Do something. You started to rise, when his hand was on your back again.

“Un-un-un.” He forced you back down. “I decided I like this position. Keep your head on the bed.”

You did as you were told. More tears and sniffles came. You needed to think of something to do. Some way to end this.

“I knew you were a smart girl Y/N. That’s why I picked you.” He was taking his time undressing. You didn’t dare look. “Know when to stay quiet, good at following orders. Truthfully I don’t want to share.”

You heard a dresser drawer open, but you ignored it and pinched your eyes shut. Find a way out.

“What do you want?” You voice shook with tears and fear.

“Pretty simple.” The bed dipped behind you and you trembled. “I want to get off. I want to use you for my release. I want you to stay quiet. I want you to stay still. You are a toy for me. One I will play with all night. I do not care about you. Do not for a second think that I do. Now can you cooperate? Be quiet? Stay still? Do what I tell you?”

“Please don’t.” Your body started to shake and you fisted the sheets.

“Tsk tsk. Already moving.” One of Sam’s hands grabbed your hip. “Maybe I should just get a sex doll or maybe a dead body?”

You let out a quiet scream into the comforter. Was that a threat? Was he going to kill you?

“I should not have said that Y/N. I do not want to hurt you. I promise. I just want to use you. That is all.” You felt his cock brush against your opening. “But if it happens to hurt. I really do not care.”

Before you had time to process his statement his cock slid up. Your eyes widened with a new fear.

“PLEASE! NO! I’VE NEVER…”

“Me either.” He pushed forward.

Your anal cherry was popped in a second. He slid in with ease and it felt like a fire lit inside your ass. You couldn’t tell if you were screaming out loud or not.

“You are tight Y/N.” The fire stopped. “I used a ton of lube and barely made it in an inch. Maybe I should have worked you first.”

An inch? It felt like he was buried in your bowels.

“Oh well.” He plunged in and the burning returned.

You screamed and sobbed, fisting the sheets tighter. The pain disappeared again, but the phantom of his cock stilled throbbed your insides. You realized you weren’t breathing and tried to gulp in air. Before you could exhale the pain came back.

You let out another yelp as he filled your rear again. Your body was being split in two, you were sure of it. He was going to murder you with his cock.

“Almost there Y/N.”

This time when he backed out you did not get a second of relief before he plunged back inside. You were shaking uncontrollably and screaming with abandon. It hurt. It hurt so much.

He did not pull away. Instead he moved deeper. You let out a sob as the burn increased.

“You are doing so well being quiet.” He shoved in further. “Bite the blanket if you have to.”

You were quiet? You were screaming! Were you? How the hell did this happen?

“Beautiful Y/N.” His hips touched your ass cheeks.

He was all the way in. You couldn’t begin to imagine how deep. Another sob started to form, but you turned your head and bit the blanket.

“Good job.” Sam moved his hands so one was on each hip.

He moved his hips back, but his cock barely moved.

“You are so tight it’s like a vacuum.” He pushed forward and smooshed your cheeks again. “Don’t worry. I’ll figure you out.”

Sam started pumping and you groaned. It felt like his cock was a stick rubbing fast, trying to start a giant bone fire inside of you. As he moved the smoke billowed and burned. You cried uncontrollably. Biting and squeezing the blanket.

Soon he found a rhythm, pulling out farther before slamming back in. His quicker movements actually lessened the pain.

“There we go.” He gave your cheek a playful slap.

Playful? There was nothing playful about this. You wanted to be anywhere else. One night stand? What were you thinking?

SNAP! You lifted your head and squeaked as your bra strap hit into your back.

“Sorry Y/N.” Sam fisted your bra. “I should have taken this off earlier. I am always awkward with these things.”

He unhooked your bra while continuing to plow into you ass, speaking in a tone as if you were at a coffee shop. Was he a robot? You bra fell down your arms and he reach around and started kneading your breast.

“I have always been more of an assman, but I wanted something else to grab.” His fingers tweaked your nipple and pulled down.

Was that supposed to be a joke? He let out a moan and started fucking you faster. You were a strange combination of numb and fear. You turned your head back into the mattress and bit the blanket.

“Uhhhh.” He pinched your nipple hard and slammed into you a final time.

His jizz coated your rectum faster than your tears were falling. It was done. He was done. Maybe he would let you go now.

You felt his cock twitch a few more times and he let go of your newly abused pebble before sliding out of you. POP. The noise of his exit filled you with a deeper sense of shame.

It burned. You burned. He stood up and gave your ass a light tap.

Everything was foggy. You hurt in places you never anticipated hurting. You heard a click and forced your eyes open.

You fell to your side and looked up to see a light on in a bathroom connected to Sam’s room. There was a clear view of him as he started the sink and checked himself out in the mirror.

Your eyes dropped to the floor. You saw your underwear and shredded dress among his pile of clothing. It was time to leave. He was done with you.

You needed to be strong. Get dressed and get yourself to the hospital, maybe the police as well. You turned to sit up and winced, tilting to you side to not sit on your abused behind.

“We are not done.” Sam turned to look at you, his cock was in his hand as he washed it in the sink.

A whimper left your mouth at the size of it. That thing didn’t even look like it could fit in your correct hole. How was it in your ass?

“I was thinking I may want to fuck you pussy or mouth next. So I better clean off.” He leaned against the frame stroking himself. “But now I’m thinking your ass was so tight, maybe I will just do it all night.”

“Please. Let me go. I did what you said.” You pulled your bra back up over your shoulders.

Sam strutted out to you, his cock already hardening in his hand. He reached down and cupped your chin, then slid his hand down your neck to your strap. You did not try to fight him as he pulled your last garment away and tossed it on the floor.

“I will let you go. Eventually” He tilted his head. “This is not about you Y/N. It’s not about what you want. It’s about what I need.”

“You’re a monster.” Tears started to form again.

“Not a monster.” His eyes danced over your body. “Just soulless.”

Sam reached down and grabbed your waist, turning you back into the same position.

“Maybe water as lube will provide a different sensation.” His cock pressed against your aching hole. “Remember. Do as your told.”

Soulless? You believed it. It didn’t hurt as bad this time. But the pain was still very real as you turned your head and bit the blanket. Willing to do whatever it took to survive.

~~~

The man didn’t sleep.

You lost count of how many times he anally raped you. You were passed exhaustion, but as soon as you started to doze off he would pinch you nipple so hard you came back.

Was man even a word to describe him? Monster was more on par.

Everything was fuzzy. Was this all a dream?

Knocks echoed through the room. He pulled out of you. Biting the blanket ended long ago and your head was towards the door. Sam cracked it open.

“What the hell man? We’re waiting on you!” You struggled to lift your eyes.

Through the small crack you saw the blonde brother. Help me. Or was it his turn? You didn’t know so you stayed quiet.

“I’ve been busy.” Sam gave a happy laugh.

The same sound that trapped your earlier. Light hearted. Fun.

“Doing what? Have you slept?” The brother was mad.

Did he think it was his turn? You let out a whimper.

“Enjoying myself.” Sam’s voice was familiar, warm, fake. The kind of fake ness only a true sociopath had mastered.

“IS SHE?” His brother was yelling.

Sam looked back at you. His eyes sent a fear through you that made you fight the numbness and move your head towards the wall. You were on your stomach, no longer capable of holding your ass in the air. At least he only saw your butt, if any shame was left in you.

There was some muffled voices. You should have been crying but the tears had long dried. The door shut. You hoped you were alone.

“A cab will be here in five minutes.” Fabric hit your back.

Hands were on you, sitting you up on the bed. CRACK! Your jaw ached. Your shoulder’s shook.

“You did beautifully tonight Y/N.” Same lifted your arms and put a shirt over your head.

You felt like a doll, going with his movements as he stood you up. It wasn’t your shirt. It was his. He stepped you into a pair of basketball shirts. Also his. You wanted to cringe, but felt unable.

He picked up your purse and through it over your shoulder. Everything hurt and you couldn’t feel a thing at the same time. It was strange.

“You are a smart girl. I’m sure you know this already, but go to a hospital, call the police, tell your mom, tell your best friend, tell you cat and I will show up and murder everyone you ever loved or thought about loving.” Sam opened the door and started guiding you into the hall. “Do you understand?”

All you could think about was your own bed. You didn’t want to deal with anything else but resting your body. Sam through his arm around you and picked you up like before. This time you winced as he half carried you down the stairs, his movement reigniting pains.

He took you straight to the front porch and set you down again. The sun was up. It was morning.

“Y/N. I need you to say you understand or I won’t be able to let you leave.”

Everything was moving in slow motion, but you looked back at him.

“I thought about loving you. Would that mean you’ll kill yourself?” Did you say that out-loud?

Sam’s doe eyes narrowed and then he broke into a smile and laughed. A yellow car pulled up in front of the house and he walked you down.

He tucked you in the backseat and paid the driver. Sam didn’t bother to say another word to you before the car pulled away.

You went on autopilot, getting out of the car in front of your place. You were more zombie than human as you climbed the stairs and passed out in your bed. You didn’t care if you locked the door to your apartment or not. Nothing worse could happen to you.

~~~

Everything hurt worse when you woke up.

“I’ll murder everyone you ever loved.”

That line made your eyes pop open. Who had you told? Both your parents! Your best friend! Your mailman! You shouted it from the rooftops!

You sat up in bed only to get thrown back down. Sam’s face looked down at you, blood streaks dripped from his forehead.

“They’re all dead and it is your fault.” He gave his warm smile.

This time you let out a scream and shot up in bed.

You were hyperventilating and grabbed the brown paper bag you kept on your night stand. Four years. Four years and you still dreamed of that night.

You breathed into the bag to calm yourself down. If you were lucky it would be enough to pass back out again. But the sun was streaming through your windows and it was time to get up.

Had it been four years or four seasons? You tried to think of winter, spring, summer, and fall, but they all blended into one.

The world went to shit, or was that all a hallucination? What did it matter.

After that night you abandoned everything. You left your job, family, friends.

Staying would have been selfish. You knew that. All it took to get rid of them was deleting social media and dropping your cell phone.

One time a PI caught up to you. Said your parents were worried sick. But it was better them being worried than dead. So you told him to fuck off and moved the next day.

Falling off the grid was easier than you expected. Most mom and pop restaurants didn’t want to deal with the taxes and were happy to hire a waitress under the table. Cleaning houses was an easy gig too. And landlords never minded being paid in cash.

You put the bag down and grabbed your pair of jeans that were laying on the floor from last night. As you pulled them on you glanced around your one room apartment.

Before you left for work you made sure your backpack was packed. That was all you needed. The cash, the clothes on your back and a spare. You were always ready to flee. Moving was a necessity in this sort of life.

Small towns were easier to hide in. People didn’t ask questions. You were ignored as long as you ignored them. But the second you felt uneasy you moved on.

It had been a month in Iowa and the fear was starting to creep. Maybe you would buy a bus ticket and leave tomorrow. Head on a route to a major town and pick a random stop to get off in. That was the best way to do it.

You were deep in thought about leaving, starring at the sidewalk when a shoulder bumped into you.

“Excuse me.”

“Sorry.”

You spoke at the same time. You looked up and froze on the sidewalk.

All the times you obsessed, thinking what you would have done differently, how you should have fought back, called for help, turned into Wonder Woman and strangled the man with your bra. The small ounces of courage you battled with rushed to you mind.

But sometimes nature doesn’t change and instead your blood turned into ice as you looked into his eyes.

“You look familiar, have we met before?” His brow scrunched.

He didn’t remember you. But your breath caught as you re-lived that night again, certain you were screaming but probably being dead silent.

“Where the hell have you been?” “IS SHE”?

The blonde. The brother. Dean tilted his head as he tried to jog his memory of the one night you would never be able to forget.

#soulless sam #sam winchester #sam x reader #non con #tw: non con

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weirdness-on-the-roof · 6 years

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critical role episode 48 campaign 2 notes and funny lines post break edit:this has detailed notes on all the stuff that happened later in the episode including physical descriptions near the end. enjoy ya nerds

don’t steal the books from a high powered mage; don’t kill the dude; beau turning into cad; look at beau planning for the future

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is marisha flirting with matt via matt playing yasha and beau flirting with yasha?

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‘tea the international language’ but no earl grey

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wensworth the goblin

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coming from Cad ‘im a fine tea maker’ is kinda a threat tbh

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elf that isn’t white/European??? yay! also really old elves are cool

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beau and cad tag teaming a political chat with a mage this can’t end poorly

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Nott: :beau ruins every situation shes in and is very abrasive

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send the freaking cat!!! why not?? caleb my dude

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god i miss allura and gilmore currently

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fucking fuck don’t lie to the mage beau plz stop this is painful ‘you’re not wrong’ sure blame the ancient sea god

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‘on the verge of returning’ yea no duh you let him out 2/3 of the way so fjord could get a spell

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‘we found a thing’ so smooth and eloquent beau ‘it was presented to us as the happy fun time ball’

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‘butter fingers with magical items’

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beau getting a geography lesson from a very old powerful elven mage

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‘magical geometric orb that has the ability to bend time and space and fate’ which is kept in a hot pink magic bag that happened to ‘fall into [their] lap’

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‘if youre down im down is what im saying... i have a few slots open in my loyalty bank if you’re willing to pay rent’ says the 20 some human who punches things to the centuries old wizard ‘

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liam stress eating

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cad’s hope in the group is heartwarming

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tower metaphors and a conversation!!!

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caleb reading shitty romance novel and nott eating a fish outside a mage’s tower in the morning sunlight in a major city

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caleb takes the rear

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first name drop and a while

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holy shit 200 years of magic using

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cad explaining materialistic nature of the rest of the party to elf dude is hilarious

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teleportation circles?????? in return for access to the sphere!! oh shit thats good

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or candy

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crap. no one has insight checked this dude and they gave him the happy fun ball and made a deal kinda.

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‘how do we prove our loyalty?’ ‘by not fucking me over’ sounds like a good plan

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is this guy just caleb’s patron now on the low idk this is how my head works and he said learn

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“you have a geometric shape that makes babies?” “yea they talked about that”

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fjord just kills the dude

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‘i got banishment on hold just in case’ *cackling laughter*

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i agree with elf dude, him not knowing anything about the dodecha is more concerning than him knowing about it

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ALL THE CITIES FROM CR1 MENTIONED FOR THE FIRST TIME!!! I STILL MISS ALLURA AND GILMORE

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good to know the pink bag protects from divination on this plane but just this one

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jester and the traveler figurine

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cad included the Traveler in the ‘chaotic forces’ i still think the traveler is some kinda arch fey evil things idk its real late here and this is incoherent

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‘well, thats been my morning tea‘

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caleb getting additional tour

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good aesthetic for the room tbh

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letting weird people in for morning tea is entertainment is a mood and something i strive to be able to do without getting murdered one day

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so yasha and caleb both have gotten the ‘stay with friends’ chat from a powerful being which is nice. but also the ‘use who you need to’ going to caleb is vaguely concerning

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personalized biscuits [bourbon, cinnamon, lobster, fish and three unknowns]

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‘caleb, what happened in there?’

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cad not believing caleb’s bullshit and opening doors for caleb warms my heart

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‘if this isn’t the death of us, and if not hes a good ally. somethings gonna be the death of us so [yolo]’

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‘you can’t bullshit everyone in this world’

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cad talking about beau telling the truth: ‘you’re not very good at it but you tried

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jester looking out for nott and her home town

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caleb and beau being cute while also giving each other shit is the most sibling like thing

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omg going back to allfield that was so long ago for fucks sake BRYCE my person thank god

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jester had a boy band phase its cannon and i think the girls had a sleepover in jester’s old room. also marion never leaves the hotel. THE RUBY NECKLACE MY HEART AND THE HONEY AWWWWW

‘the army of men and women and inbetween that will do as i want them to’ god i adore her being protective of jester

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also the fact matt makes such a good mom why is he like this

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travel time!!!! ‘roll for initiative’-tal

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how does matt keep these notes so organized and remember all the npc names

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the ranger/beast master in Laura is coming out with nugget

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caleb is a devout cat person and jester is the definition of a dog person

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nott refining oil on a magical moving cart, while jester reads a romance novel and trains a dog,

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Dyren- Beau’s roommate at colbot souls; ‘taught beau lots of really cool things’ got sent to a warfront. shaved head, dark clothes, buff b/c ‘been workin out’, ‘do you love her?’ they had ‘good times’, then literal booty call, and dropping locations, Dyren was in Bladegarden. ‘fierce eyebrows, pointed nose’

OH MY GOD THEY WERE ROOMMATES

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Vandren info drop to Fjord ‘he was making amends’

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Dyren responded and was hurt in Bladegarden but is safe. Beau looked immediately worried and happy about jester’s imput [’sounded way into you’]

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empire kids chat and caleb admitting insecurities about powerful people and being scared about the consequences of his actions and the group’s actions. caleb is scared about being forced to leave for safety and being ‘flayed alive’. my thoughts are he would leave if he became a threat to the others by being there or vise versa. trent would extort that b/c hes a dick

“caleb, unfortunately, you don’t get to choose who cares for you” you’re fucking correct Beau

“the problem with friends is that you have to care for them”

walks away “wow cool caleb! see- jester thinks you’re cool because shes your fucking friend!”

me too Tal “everything i like about those two characters in one conversation”

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5 years since Caleb left Trent and crew ie had a nervous breakdown

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gustav left town after being freed and trostenwald now has a WV accent that is too familiar

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100 extra soldiers in allfield. bryce is still up and kicking and wonderful. stuff ‘got this far east [quickly]’. the attacks came from underground apparently so fuck. the fields were burned, building destroyed a bit then they [Xhorhasians] left

“good thing is they’ve already been attacked so lightning doesn’t strike twice” oof thanks bryce

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beau just dead ass asking for illegal writing statements

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fjord having a thank u jesus bryce moment

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jester giving cad a pretty present is ‘so exciting’ and precious

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Cad not knowing cookbooks were a thing!!! and not being utterly literate enough to understand it

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wtf happened to liam’s voice in the ‘main export is oysters’ thing

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FELDERWEN!!!!!

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a dozen squads of 50 ppl each patrolling felderwen area so rippppp

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Nott knows where the halfing’s house is.... interesting... and is heavily drinking

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BLUE FLASH

elven woman in fine clothes of green and black ----lady vest durogna the arch mage of antiquity serboros assembly

a male figure in deep blue robes, older pale elf, fine clothes, the flash came from him----- martinette luden’th de____ arch mage of domestic protection

CALEB KNOWS THEM BOTH FROM THE ACADEMY AHHHHHH

he just lays flat and hides in the cart internally: ‘nopenopenopenope’

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several burned buildings, a warehouse, an inn, apothecary and several houses

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ohhhh shit the halfling was the owner of the apothecary and nott was looking for the shit she had been sending back this whole adventure....... im sad now that was confirmed

havent found a body of yeza

luke is yeza’s son at old edith’s house

halflings only produce halflings according to something i read at some point but forget where sooooooooo

shattered vials and materials and house stuff

CHILDREN'S TOYS

locked basement which nott knows of?? Nott is anxious and impatient when the door doesn’t open. jester fails, yasha rages and at a 19 and doesn’t break the door. ‘it wasn’t [trapped]’ but dispel magic worked to open it.

a 15′x15′ room, tossed ‘not like you remember’ to nott, a 2x3 iron chest. a single chair in the center of the room. definitely a struggle with heavy impacts and blade scratched on wall

nott was the torturer from the goblin tribe

chair was placed in the spot after the struggle

this was where he [yeza] kept chemicals according to nott

poisoned iron locked box (dull black glass) inside a retractable silver tripod to hold something atop it, 3 empty vials 1 full one with a liquid/gas fog like dull colored thing, a pile of destroyed notes [two pieces of still legible paper which have props]

dunamous field, causes ppl slow to be slower or faster, ‘captured crin operatives’ dunaments and dunamacy, origon gliffs, exist outside established schools of magic, theory in deeply rooted in arcana taken for granted, rooted in _____ town, 12-16 months to refine, word has found me that trent’s kiddos have knacks for this things, dreams are thrilling

well shittttt

crin on battle fields, ‘breaking fields of fate, fuck the raven queen

SHIIIIIT

a piece of dunemous

dodecha goes in tripod according to beau

chair facing chest

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cricks did this apparently

a little under 100 crowns guard killed, 4 civilians burned

soldiers just ‘slowed down’

left via tunnels and collapsed them behind them

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nott dont be a bitch and don’t get mad at caleb and call them ‘his people’

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cad picks up caleb and ‘youre not at fault here, youre the solution here. don’t let her anger... its not about you’

my HEART

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the chest is too big for the haver sack but fits in lorenzo’s bag of holding

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people have entered and exited since the attack and left the chair and stuff

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lots ‘o chairs

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nott needs to see ledith and uke (?) and not flip the fuck out

‘humble hobble’

nott looked like halfling plump face, braids, tan skin

edith- human older, grey hair, beady eyes, ever present smile like face

LUKE IS HER SON!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CANNON

*edit- rewatching this and seeing ever one’s faces “wheres my son?!” particularly laura/liam/travis just hurt. liam just looked up after a second and travis did his face he does and laura just stiffened and eyes and hand to face. caleb/liam who knows just hugs himself the rest of the convo. marisha is note taking and fuck the video off now

about 5 yrs old, blue eyes, tan/light brown skin, halfling

gave him the doll of the king

IM GONNA CRY NOW BYE

‘HES PROABLY DEAD NOW TOO LIKE I THOUGHT YOU WER’

yenza locks him away when ‘the mean lady comes by’

mean lady has pointy ears and comes often, luke was kept in room, luke was pushed out of the house and told to go somewhere safe so he ran to edith’s house and ‘everything was on fire’

‘im not strong enough to come back yet but know that [im stll thinking of you and i send things] and i hope dad sends them to you.“ fuck my heart

“in my heart i think he is” “well don’t die”

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the elves are gong to the ruins of yenza’s house

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marisha looked so betrayed

tal ‘i was waiting for the riegel shoe to drop’

WOW

HEY CALEB- WOOOW

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we’ll pick up hiiiere

fuck you sam and matt and everything abou this my heart is just FUCKKK

ummm so enjoy the frantic poorly taken notes <3

#critical role spoilers #spoilers #lore drop #ohh shit #fuck you sam #not okay in the slightest why are you like this #i dont have words at this point

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Hi!! Hope ur well!💜 May I ask these from the questions for gif makers: #1,4,13,18,32,& 38? Sorry so many but they were all so interesting & I really wanna ask u all of em🙊😅😂

omg omg omg omg don’t be sorry haha i’d be more than happy to answer all of them

#1) What are your top 3 favorite sets you’ve made

**** in no particular order

go the f*ck to sleep for a castiel gif challenge– i’m so happy that i was able to pull this off almost exactly as i envisioned

this sapphire themed castiel graphic challenge entry– literally nothing like what i imagine, but it’s probably the most beautiful edit i’ve made so far

this set of matthew gray gubler in newness bc if you’ve seen the movie, then you know how horrible the coloring is to work with and yet still i made it work in the softest psd ever

#4) A set that flopped but deserved better

**** okay so i cheated with this one. the first two links are the real answer and then the others are shameless self plug ins lmfao

mainly these two gotg ones bc, again, the colors were weird to work with but i did my best and i love the gotg eternally so yeah: x x

these are two that i’m like kinda salty about bc i know the fandom is big and like, they’re not that bad sets imo: x x

also then these ones (i’m not too salty about these ones bc the fandoms aren’t that big on tumblr so rip me): x x x

#13) Where or from whom did you learn how to gif

i learned mainly from @completeresources. they’ve got like EVERYTHING when it comes to beginner giffing. after that, i learned through mistakes and the times when i was bored (ha, senioritis) and was just playing around with the program.

#18) For the aesthetic, for the laughs, or for the feels what your preference

yowza i’m really a volatile giffer. mainly, i think i gif for aesthetic unless there’s a scene that makes me laugh a lot or die a little. i try to incorporate feels into the aesthetic (i’m so bad at fonts so i’m just playing myself with this attempt)

#32) What is your favorite tool/adjustment layer in Photoshop

hmmm okok it’s a joint mechanism with the hue/saturation and vibrance adjustment thingies. i like to use the hue/saturation tool to toggle with the individual colors and find a good ratio. then i raise the total saturation just a bit before i use vibrance. with vibrance, i like hike up the “vibrance” and then use the saturation bar in that adjustment box to lower the overall saturation until the bright colors remain bright while the blinding highlights dull a little. this is probably more work than what is needed, but lol i tend to like things that don’t make it easy for me (rippppp)

#38) What are you really excited to gif that isn’t out yet

i love this question and there’s A LOT (it’s literally all that is coming out with my fandoms)

venom

fantastic beasts 2

bohemian rhapsody

supernatural s14

into the spiderverse

bad times at the el royale (the cast is so good and it looks so nice visually)

it chapter 2 (i literally check daily? for updates on this. the paul bunyan scene was filmed and i literally jumped with joy bc it’s like my favorite part of the book)

stranger things 3

mindhunter 2 (that last scene in season 1? you’ve got to be kidding me)

daredevil 3 (matt murdock my soN)

avengers 4

captain marvel

spiderman far from home

and i’m p sure i’m forgetting things

dumb cast interviews for everything (tv. bands, etc.)

this went overboard i’m sorry

thank you again, love! this was really really fun!

#ask me #starmish #omf someone actually did an for my blog #im v v v v happy #i will sleep happily after i remove this mask now #answered #gif maker ask me

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AU Thursday: As Long As You Love Me -- Murder Angel

Hey, how about some actual fic from me today too? I’ve had this one waiting in the wings for a bit -- the next part of the “As Long As You Love Me” AU! If you recall, when we last left our heroes, they’d suffered a mysterious blowout during radio sing-along time. As we rejoin them, we find that -- well, they’re roughly in the same state Ken and Bart were in this clip: Angel of Death Victor’s not taking it well...

"The universe never allows you to get hurt, huh?"

"Technically, they didn't hurt us," Alice replied, tugging at her bonds. "And it is very odd hearing sarcasm coming from you."

"I think I'm allowed to be sarcastic, given the circumstances," Victor grumbled, looking up at the hot, cloudless sky. He could feel the sun boring into his skin – much longer out here and he'd have an awful sunburn. "Can't you do anything?"

"Do you think I enjoy being duct-taped to a fence in my skivvies?" Alice responded. "Unfortunately, it doesn't work like that. We have to wait for the target. At least that's what Caterpillar tells me."

"Tell Caterpillar that if this 'target' doesn't hurry up, I'm going to put him into a bug box."

Alice was silent for a minute. "He says you wouldn't," she finally replied. "That's its antithetical to your very nature. Apparently you cried the first time you heard what making a bug box meant for the butterfly."

Victor went still. "What – h-how do you–"

RRRRRRMMMRRRrrmrmrmrmrmrmrrrrmmmm. . .

A familiar set of Harleys roared into view, quickly rendering Alice's sudden attack of psychic power unimportant. The gang rolled up and spread out, parking in a circle around their captives. Victor did a quick headcount – nine now, instead of eight. The newcomer was an older man – short, and on the heavier side, but in a way that suggested power instead of one too many large dinners. The rest of the gang scurried around him deferentially as he dismounted and walked toward the fence. Victor gulped. Suddenly he was almost missing his closet.

The man stopped and stared at them, one eyebrow raised. "These two?" he said. Medusa nodded. "You're shittin' me. These are the guys that killed Icarus?"

"It's them, Riggins," Marzanna said from somewhere behind Victor. "Shark and Kitten saw 'em at the diner."

Alice twisted her head around. "Riggins?"

"I think he's their leader," Victor told her. He offered Riggins a shaky smile. "L-look, I think there's been some s-sort of – of mix-up–"

"You don't look like professionals," Riggins continued, ignoring him. He stepped forward, scowling. "So who sent you? The Horsemen? New Children of the Old Gods? Those weirdos the Hitchhikers Of The Galaxy?"

"No one! She killed him on her own! She just – does that!" Victor yanked ineffectually at the duct tape. "We are not trying to start a gang war here!"

"No, we're ending one," Alice said softly. "Target acquired." Out of the corner of his eye, Victor saw her look up. "Now, Cheshire, I don't suppose you could put those claws of yours to good use and cut me down so I could do my job. . ."

Riggins shook his head. "This is all so much noise," he muttered. "Screw it." He waved to the rest of the gang. "Burn 'em. Dump 'em with the others."

Victor felt Alice stiffen behind him. "Oh no. . .oh, you shouldn't have said that," he groaned. "She has a – history with fire."

"Awww, what? The little lady don't like the heat?" Kitten mocked, shaking the fence. Victor grimaced as hot wire rattled against his back.

"Not fond of it, no," Alice said through clenched teeth.

Riggins chuckled. "You're gonna like it even less soon." He licked his lips. "Maybe me and the boys will make s'mores."

Victor decided he really did not like Riggins. But, well, even the worst asshole deserved a warning. "Look – I will be the first to admit that I have no idea what's going on," he said slowly. "But I do know Alice. When she gets it in her head to kill someone. . .well – they die. You and your men are the ones in danger here." Although how the hell she's going to get us out of this one is beyond me. . .

Riggins smirked. "You really believe that?" He moved a step forward, like a cougar stalking its prey. "We're Blackwing, loser. Nobody fucks with us."

Victor looked over his shoulder at Alice – in naught but her bra and panties, no knife or gun, taped in place as securely as he was. She looked as helpless as him. . .but then, he'd thought she was a goner when Tannen had shoved his gun into her forehead too. "She's the one who killed Icarus," he replied, meeting Riggins's smug gaze head on. "Hasn't she already?"

That got a scowl. "You gotta mouth on you," Riggins declared, reaching down for something in the dirt. When he stood back up, Victor saw it was a baseball. "Time to shut you up, I think."

Oh shit, oh shit, why on earth had he decided to go for the pithy one-liner – Victor jerked his head back around. "Alice?!"

"Wait for it," she replied, eyes on the sky, looking supremely unconcerned.

"Wait for it?!" Victor threw himself against his bonds in a panic. He was about to take a baseball to the face, minutes before Blackwing turned them both into Guy Fawkes dummies, and she told him to wait for it?! Oh God, why didn't I run for it when I had the chance?! A bullet to the back of the head would have at least been quick! Now I'm going to cook to death, probably with a broken jaw, back to back with – "Ow!"

Victor's head clanged against the fence as the baseball met his forehead in an instant of blinding pain. He screwed his eyes shut, fireworks briefly flaring behind his closed lids –

bonk! rippppp – clunk – CRUNCH!

And then, suddenly, his left hand was free.

Victor's eyes snapped open. The fence was sagging now, the old length of pipe holding it up having fallen. Had the baseball knocked it out of place? Did he dare do anything?

"Kitten!"

Shark raced past them, toward where the pipe had fallen. Victor followed his path to see – Oooooh. . . He hastily averted his eyes again. The unfortunate Kitten had been directly under the pipe when it fell, and thanks to the nasty-looking chunk of concrete on top of it. . .well, he wasn't getting up again. And I thought I'd seen the worst of what could happen to a human head when Tannen got pistol-whipped to death. . .

The rest of the gang hastily closed ranks, drawing guns and eyeing the captives suspiciously. Victor heard Marzanna hurry towards them. "Don't you fuckers even think of trying – ah!"

The barrel of a shotgun jerked through the fence, right next to Victor's head. He flinched as it fired – BANG! Medusa hit the ground, a bullet in his forehead. BANG! Incubus dropped, blood spraying from his skull. BANG! Cerebus collapsed, felled by the same impossible accuracy. Victor risked a glance behind him. Sure enough, Alice had also been freed by the falling pipe. Her hand was currently wrapped around Marzanna's, struggling for control of the gun. Then her knee came up, catching him right in the sternum. Marzanna gasped for breath as she tore her other arm free. "Get her!" Riggins demanded, staring at his downed compatriots in shock.

Wilson promptly started firing – Alice spun and grabbed Marzanna, letting him take the hail of bullets. Her hand snatched his pistol from his waistband – bang! Wilson flopped over, missing a healthy chunk of his skull. Shark ran at her, screaming – bang! One bullet, right through the gullet. Moloch desperately took aim – bang! He hit the ground, less one eye and one life. Alice let Marzanna's corpse drop and pointed the gun at the stunned Riggin's head –

click, click.

Alice blinked. "Oh for – are you kidding me?" she demanded, snapping open the cylinder. "With one left?"

Riggins, mouth opening and closing like a fish, saw his opportunity and went for his boot. A wicked-looking knife appeared in his hand. He took aim and threw as Alice as Alice dropped the gun and looked for a fresh weapon. thwip-thwip-thwip –

The handle bounced off her shoulder. Alice looked down, then picked up with a shrug. "That works." With barely a moment's pause, she flung it back.

It landed with a heavy thunk right in Riggins's heart. He stared at it a moment as blood began to pour from his mouth. His terrified eyes found hers – merciless and pitiless.

Then, in slow motion, he collapsed to the ground. Alice surveyed her work with cool professional pride. "There. That about does it." She returned to the fence and tore the tape off Victor's right wrist. "I think you ought to get some clothes on before you end up looking like an overdone steak."

Victor nodded vaguely, eyes traveling over the bodies of the men. Nine people. Nine hardcore, violent, unforgiving people. And she'd slaughtered them all in her underwear. Without even her trademark knife. All because a baseball had gone the right way.

A baseball. . .

"Wait for it."

He stumbled off the junk pile as she took Riggins's jacket and draped it over her shoulders. "You – you knew, didn't you?"

Alice looked back at him. "Knew what?"

"About this. That – that this–" He waved a hand to encompass the carnage. "–was going to happen."

"Well, I wouldn't go that far," Alice said, examining Shark's corpse. "But I knew the universe would provide, once I had my target." She started undoing his jeans. "He's pretty thin – I think these will fit you. At the very least, you won't be swimming in them."

Victor barely heard. "It's real," he whispered. "What you said before – it was the truth. You are exactly who you say you are. Some sort of – of murder angel."

He wasn't sure what possessed him to put it that way. Judging by Alice's surprised stare, neither was she. "Angel?" she repeated.

Victor shrugged. For a half a second, he was sure he saw her blush – then she dropped her head and went back to her task. "I am what I say I am. I know it, the universe knows it, and now you know it. Congratulations."

"And I really am with you for a reason." Victor found himself smiling, fear drowned out by a wave of exhilaration. "My life – it – it actually has a purpose!"

Alice glanced up with one of those genuine smiles. "Nice feeling, isn't it?" She yanked the pants off Shark and tossed them to Victor. "Catch!"

His hand grabbed a leg on autopilot, his mind racing. Ever since he was little, he'd listened to Pastor Galswells preach that everyone had a purpose for being – a reason God had put them on this earth. For years, he'd wondered if that was true – and, if it was, whether his was really just helping his society-obsessed parents move further up the heap via a good marriage. But now. . .he stepped into the jeans, awash in possibility. Perhaps being the companion of a holistic assassin wasn't really better, per say, than forwarding Nell and William Van Dort's social-climbing dreams – but it was a hell of a lot more interesting. "So – where to now?" he asked, zipping the fly.

"Search me," Alice replied, throwing him the shirt. "But Wonderland will lead me – us in the right direction soon enough." She felt in her jacket pocket and pulled out a set of keys. "Do you know how to ride a motorcycle?"

"No," Victor admitted, pulling on the shirt. Ugh, it was all greasy. . .but any port in a storm. "Do you?"

"No." Alice grinned like a shark. "But I'm willing to learn."

#as long as you love me au #fanfic #tw: violence #because you know #this is bart's big murder scene #although that bit at the beginning was actually inspired by Dirk and the cowboy drawing #(Xerobox uploads a LOT of clips of the show)#the references should be obvious for the most part but #the motorcycle gang is named after Blackwing with most of the members named after projects #Shark and Kitten reference the shark kitten (natch)#and Cerebus and Medusa were my ideas for project names for the Rowdy 3 and Bart #obviously New Children of the Old Gods is a reference to the gang in the show #but the Horsemen refers to the Horsemen of the Apocalypse as seen in Good Omens #(they briefly pick up a second gang of bikers to ride with them)#and of course Hitchhikers of the Galaxy is a reference to Adams's other famous book series #this also probably makes it clear I've only seen clips #as it has only recently occurred to me that the 'Jake' Bart apparently killed #is probably the guy who helped her and Ken with the car #I watched the biker kill not long after a brief clip of them in the diner and #well as you can see the two got linked in my head #so yeah #also the action scene was a BITCH to get right I hope you like it #queued

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