#i was like i don’t need anything super powerful im just gonna run google docs and discord and tumblr on it basically

[wander-wren]

tragedy: i want to play more minecraft. my poor laptop is not really meant to play more than a couple consecutive hours of minecraft

[rhaenyraisadyke]

A Year Later Transcript: 8/3/21

Here it all is on a google doc if that is easier to read!

W: “I heard there was a special place.. Where men could go and emancipate.. The brutality and the tyranny of their rulers…” Do you know that one Ranboo?

R: I have I have I have, I’ve heard that one a few times, I had a friend that sings that one quite a lot.

W: Yeah it's great, I- I personally, I am a big big fan of the song and not just because I wrote it, I know, I know they saw aww yeah they say you are your own worst critic, but I mean, I think it's good. Do you know what it's based on?

R: Mhm mhm

W: Obviously it's based on hallelujah, but the thing is Ranboo, right is the reason we did it is because Tommy used to sing hallelujah to the plants around the thing... the caravan! Do you remember the caravan? You have heard of the caravan right?

R: Yeah, yeah I’ve heard of it and seen the re-creation of it at the museum, but that's really it.

W: Actually can we go see it? Let's go see it quickly!

R: Yeah, sure.

W: So, so, he used to plant the stuff around the caravan, and it made it grow better, he hehe used to ha, my man Tommy, what is this? This is new.. I won’t ask questions…

R: I- Someone planted a lot of beats here and I don’t know why

W: OH, okay I quite like it, it looks really nice, it looks nicer than the target that used to be here. Um

R: Yeah

W: So my man Tommy used to sing to the plants to make them grow better um and that was the song he used to sing so I thought what a better way to honor tommy, one of the most loyal members of our fair nation then to name the song after him and base the song after his little muse. Tommy is all of our muse really, I'd say. So here's the museum.

R: Yeah, Yeah

W: I haven't been to the museum, wait las- that's where I met you Ranboo right?

R: Oh yeah yeah, that's where you saw me next to the um poster of myself… I don't know why that's still up, I kinda put that there and it preceded to stay there, is it still set up? Oh, oh no.

W: It’s not still up anymore it was here, it was right here on this wall. I quite liked it, but I guess not enough for it to be history though.

R: I’m not historical yet apparently.

W: So yeah in here, in here where the declaration of independence would sit on the wall here, it was actually quite, quite a nice van, not quite as nice as yours, I quite liked what you were doing with yours. Have you been working on it since I’ve been gone?

R: Yeah I’ve been working on it. I added a nice little table outside and did some pathways and appropriately themed flowers.

W: Thats nice

R: Yeah!

W: Let's go to Lmanburg or what was lmanburg, last time I saw it was a big glass thing.

R: Yeah I think it goes by Lmanhole now apparently.

W: Ahh ehh, that's kind of rude, it's kind of rude to Lmanburgs history you know?

R: mhm

W: It’s called Lmanburg, it's called Lmanburg. NOT Manberg NOT Lcrater or whatever, Lmanhole I don’t care it's now Lmanburg it's always Lmanburg. It’s just how it goes.

R: Okay

W: Yeah so that's why the song exists as it is. Oh there's no glass.

R: Yeah! Yeah I mean it seems to have changed a little bit.

W: YOOOO I actually didn’t know this was here

R: Yeah! It’s even got the flag down there at the bottom

W: It’s got the flag man! Can we go down and see the flag? Cmon Cmon lets go

R: Yeah yeah wait you alright?

W: I’m like a lemming I don’t care I’m just gonna jump

R: Oh well okay… careful!

W: Look at this dude!

R: Yeahh

W: Oh wow I really went down to bedrock didn't I? Holy Shit.. I did a number on this place. This is amazing!! Ahhh This is what it deserved, not the glass bullshit, this is what it needed, this like beautiful overgrowing, it feels like it happened, it doesn't feel like a monument, it feels like nature has claimed it back,

R: The book has kind of closed in that sense

W: Yeah.. we’ve got, look they have got they rebuilt the lake man! And this used to be a real river about here into Lmanburg- wait, Ranboo do you see that is that Tubbo?

R: Yeah… that's Tubbo

W: Aye Tubbo!

T: “I heard there was a special place where men could go and emancipate…”

W: Tubbo?

T: “ the tyranny” - oh?

W: Tubbo!

T: Hello?

W: Haha! You’ve came, I- I havent seen you dude in FUCKING ages! Tubbo, are you singing the song?

T: Yeah… Yeahhh?

W: Are you? Are you singing the thing?

T: Yeah hello?

W: Hold on I’m coming im coming im coming man

T: Where are you?

W: Hold on, I'm coming around, here I come, Tubbo man! I haven't seen you in ages!

T: H-H..Hello.. Wilbur..

W: I’m coming around man!

T: Yeah aha…

W: Bro! Its-

T: Weird seeing you here.

W: What in Lmanburg? That seems like the most normal place to see me.

T: Uhh yeah I suppose so

W: Well I- dude I don’t even know what to say to you man, it's like looking in a little mirror, you are even still wearing my suit still?

T: Yeahh

W: How long have you been wearing that?

T: Oh I just put it on for today, I just for it's been a year now…

W: Well you look good in it! Ranboo have you met Tubbo?

R: Yeah! Well I’ve I’ve met him, I mean we’ve um… been around yeah

W: Well Tubbo I’m really happy to see you man, dude

T: Ah, well thank you.

W: Do you even know what happened? Since,

T: What do you mean what's happened?

W: I saw you briefly man when I was resurrected, I remember you SUPER SUPER briefly but this is the first time we have actually gotten to speak, I- I will admit I was a little overwhelmed during that whole thing. I was running across the glass, thank god it's gone, this is far more adpt, but I was running across the glass, I’m sorry I wasn't you know, entirely on the same page, but I promise you I’ve calmed down I’m all settled in, I understand what's changed, what's happened whos new, whos old whos still about who uh…. Who trusts me and stuff

T: Did they fill you in on the story? Like what happened here after you died?

W: Yeah, they did, I’m gonna be honest with you it's not a pretty one, I kind of left a bit of a ripple. If I was a rock, dropped in a lake, I’m a pretty big rock

T: You- yeah’

W: And I can’t say I’m not- I’m not flattered. I mean I am flattered, I’m not TOO upset about it, I like being the big ripple, but more than anything, I want to say super simple man. I want to say. I want to say I’m sorry

T: Awe

W: For one thing mainly, I’ve been thinking about this for years, LITERAL years. I’m sorry for making you president specifically before blowing it up and I’m sorry for when I did this and blew all this up and making this hole,

T: Well I mean-

W: and making you president of a crater and i'm sorry. I’m really really sorry. I really am

T: I mean this wasnt all you Wilbur….

W: We’ll get to that, do you? Do you forgive me?

T: Yeah, I do forgive you

W: Man, ahhh my little treasury, secretary treasury, do you remember that?

T: Yeah yeah I remember that. Secretary to treasury

W: Ranboo he was the secretary to treasury and then he was president

R: Yeah

W: And then he was president

T: Yeah I’m pretty sure the treasury was like somewhere there.

W: So what were you saying about me not being the one there who blew it up?

T: Well I mean you definitely blew it up. I feel like you’re missing some vital information.

W: Wait, so you rebuilt it? How long -how long did it stand before this happened?

T: Yeah so, me, and mainly ghostbur honestly like

W: ….ghostbur….

T: He- put so much effort into making it right again.

W: Is he this obsidian crap I take it and these uh? Fucking lanterns

T: You know dream?

W: Yeah I know Dream- I love him. Dream’s Dreams

T: Oh..

W: Dreams probably my favorite person, sorry Ranboo i mean uh no contest here, Dreams probably my favorite person he saved me

T: Oh.. Oh..

W: He saved me he brought me back to life

T: Well um yeah I mean he was powerful I guess but um Techno and Philza yeah um

W: Techno and Phil blew this up?

T: They built this big obsidian contraption overnight… I couldn’t even see it coming. And they rained TNT for days.

W: nhh

R: Yeah…

W: And that's.. Wait hold on, why would Techno and Phil do this? Why would Techno and Phil blow up Lmanburg? Didn’t they live here? I mean I don’t know about Techno…

T: Techno and Phil, they hated the government, it was partially my fault as well…

W: But you didn’t blow it up

T: No, I didn't. I never wished for anything to happen like this.

W: So it was just Techno and Phil?

T: Y-y yes..

W: Sorry that's kind of just hit my not the blowing up part- You know I’ve done that,

T: Yeah

W: I’m not shaken up about that. I’m shaken up about man, is that, you rebuilt this! After I was gone

T: I can’t take all the credit obviously but there was a big effort

W: That fucking ghost- who cares man YOU rebuilt this! Bro, you

T: Yeah I suppose

W: MY fucking grave! I was so pressed about not having a grave, screw a grave I built something that you loved that YOU wanted to preserve… thats,

T: Yeah, I really honestly…

W: Tubbo that's worth more to me than a grave. That's worth more to me than this shrine. That's worth more to me then- Tubbo this is probably the best gift I have ever been given, this knowledge that people actually cared enough, that you cared enough to rebuild this community after it fell.

T: Ahh, I’m glad you’re happy.

W: You… haha, sorry, aww man, Tubbo thank you.

T: It’s alright, I just feel lost without Lmanburg. All my core beliefs.. Everything died with it.

W: You feel lost without Lmanburg

T: I have no purpose.. Anymore.

W: I guess that's where anarchy fails… Tubbo, I have a little, a little thing coming. Not big, nothing much yet, ehh, it's not a big deal you know, it's a little burger van at the moment but I got plans, big plans. Tubbo it's called paradise

T: Paradise.

W: Yeah, yeah will, would you like to come join me in paradise? Literally?

T: Hmmmm, Id, I’m not sure Wilbur, I’m not sure I trust you man. In order to follow someone I need to trust them.

W: Wait… wait- but I thought you forgave me!

T: Yeah Wilbur I forgive you because I like to hang onto the hope that people change but, I don’t trust you yet Wilbur.

W: Okay… Taboo. I literally was dead for thirteen years. I know it wasn't long for you, I know it was only a couple months for you but thirteen years Tubbo… Thirteen years of my life. I am old! Look at me! I’m not the same young man you knew. I-I’ve been through it and in those years, I’ve learned Tubbo, i wasn't just sat twiddling my thumbs just going “oooh this is nice ohhh i'm in darkness right now” you know I was thinking. I relived that explosion in my head so many times man, and I get that you don’t trust me, I do but like man! Look at me bro, I’m not gonna do it again, I’m not gonna hurt you again. I’m not gonna you know… I know you, you had the festival with Technoblade, I never spoke properly to you about this.

T: mm

W: I could have saved you…

T: But you didn’t

W: I- Tubbo… I’m reaching out to you man, I’m on my knees.. I, I’m sorry. I’m really really sorry and I literally, your forgiveness means so much to me but it doesnt give up what I did to you and it doesnt give up how I failed you as a friend, you know eh, fuck being as a coworker but just you know anything… Ranboo you might know or have known all of this and I’m really sorry if this was your first of hearing I can explain later on but like..

R: Alright………

W: Tubbo, man, I’m, I want to make it up to you. And you know what? I appreciate you don’t trust me. I do.

T: Wilbur in order for you to gain my trust back you have to prove it first. I can’t just give it out anymore. I used to be able to, but I just, I just can’t.

W: Tubbo… I really appreciate it, and I mean that genuinely. I appreciate it and I am gonna go out and prove to you I’m worth being trusted again. I promise.

T: Okay…

W: I’ll do it. I’ll do it. I’ll redeem myself and you'll.. Youll

T: Do you know I still have dreams right? Of the explosion… And, and of the fireworks. And all of it. I vividly see all of it every day. It HURTS. It hurts Wilbur a lot.

W: I- Tubbo, Tubbo, I know, I know, Tubbo, Tubbo, Tubbo Tubbo, please, I know…. I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I- arhh It feels like sorry is such a weak word. I feel like there's nothing stronger that I can say, and I understand what you mean about how my actions need to reflect it and they will. Give me time. I’m gonna make something. I'm gonna make something of this and I’m gonna…

Uhhhh

Tubbo do you know how fucking strong you are? And I’m not trying to say - I’ve got your forgiveness, but I know I need to earn your trust but man… you're so strong man, genuinely. Just the fact you proved to me that just there that you have these memories and these nightmares, you still found it in your heart to forgive me, that's... You’re a fucking champion man. You’re a hero.

Look I get you don’t want to join me in paradise. We won’t talk about that anymore but, cmon, at least come and see, come and at least see what me and Ranboo have been doing! Look I don’t know- Ranboo are you? Are you and Tubbo friends? Are you and Tubbo like good friends?

R: Yeah, yeah I’d say so.

W: Then why don't you and him come and see what I’ve made! Come and see what I’ve got going on! Lets go lets go!

T: I think.. I think I’m gonna stay here, Wilbur. I think I’m fine, just to stay here.

W: No, no man, no worries. Look at me bro look at me bro! Chin up! Look, lucky rabbit's foot!

T: Okay…

W: Tommy gave it to me

T: Lucky Rabbit's foot…

W: Lucky Rabbit's foot man, chin up. Ranboo, I’ll, you can come, it's cool.

R: I will, I will. Do you need me to stay here?

T: No.. *sniffles* I’d like to be left alone please

R: Oh… you sure? I mean.. I can stay…

T: Yes. I’m fine

R:You sure? Okay...

W: Ranboo! Let's go man.

R: Yep! Lets- lets go

W: Cya tubbo! I’ll send a letter!

T: Uhuh

W: Comeon Ranboo

R: Alright

W: Ah man! It’s its I mean I I was gonna say this is hard, but obviously it's hard, I’ve -

R: It is, it is

W: It's difficult man and I’ve been you know it's gonna get better and it's gonna be worth it when I see them smiling.

R: Yeah, yeah

W: Tubbo, Jack, Niki, Tommy, anyone… Do you know who the original Lmanburg group were? Do you know who we were?

R: Ah, uhh I think most of them yeah, I think it was you, Jack, Niki, Fundy I believe as well

W: Fundy was after, Fundy was a bit after we got independence

R: mhm yeah I don’t really. I don’t really know much of lmanburg history

W: That’s alright you’ve got it down, it's correct. It’s that group and we um yeah we fought against Dream and we managed to succeed and we created a life process. Ranboo I’m gonna tell you something I’ve never really told anyone, I try and keep this on the low because I don’t want uh people to use it against me is the main problem. I didn’t even tell Tommy. I- I lied to Tommy I’m gonna be honest. I’ll tell him soon

R: Yeah

W: I’ll tell him I lied to him because I feel- it kind of eats away at me. I kind of- I told Tommy that I didn’t actually care about Lmanburg and that it was actually a tool for me to get and gain power and stuff but it's not true. Lmanburg was really important to me and it is still to this day. I want it, I want its history to live on, not as a stain caused by me because I basically took a bit shit on the history books. I wanna, I wanna make it feel like it was you know something that happened and it was a great thing. Think of the good times, the years and years well not years but you know the time of safety the time of fun, prosperity! We built parks, we built you know, no taxes, big walls, we had democracy! All be a slightly disjointed version of it but you know, that's how people should remember Lmanburg, that's what people think of when they think of our nation you know? And that's, and Tubbos the last connection we really have, I mean he, he said it himself, he's kind of you know… he's got nothing without it. I’ve heard of what Tommy, Tommys you know moved on and Jacks moved on and Niki’s moved on and everyones moved on at least partially… but Tubbo man, he's still……

R: Yeah he's still very strung up about it even though it's been awhile… He, he distracts himself with projects and everything which is nice but, you

W: Heh, projects

R: I mean yeah fortifications as well

W: I think he's gonna be alright

R: I hope so

W: I’m looking out for him. Anyway I want to say thank you Ranboo for you know trusting me this quick, I mean you barely know me

R: I mean, yeah

W: You barely have known me very long and you just know you’ve done all this with me and you’ve worked with me and I- I- you know I don’t I don’t know where I’d be without you here right now, man. T-Tommy’s great and all he's here and all but I don't wanna string him along too much because hes- I, when I look at him, when I look at him and he's helping me out and building things with me, I - I see the same eyes that looked at me when… when… there weren't some fun times in the ravine of Pogtopia I wasn't a very well man, and I can just see Tommy from that day…

oH!! Ranboo! This looks great man!

R: Yeah yea, I’ve made a couple of um changes to it. Added some stuff to it

W: Like I was saying though, I appreciate it, I really appreciate it.

R: Yeahh, yeah of course! Of course

W: May I ask, I know I’ve already asked this before but why do you trust me so fast? What's the…?

R: I mean I like to normally see the good in people and everything.

W: I know we’ve gone through that and you’ve made me cry just

R: Yeahhh, sorry about that, but I- I think the reason I think I know what it's like to have no one hurt or at least feel like no one trusts you.

W: Mhm

R: Um, and I- I’ve realised that if no one is with you, then how can anyone really know when you’ve redeemed yourself. So that's why I’m here

W: You wanna see the fireworks?

R: Well maybe not the fireworks but, I mean at least

W: Ceremonial

R: At least when you change er redeem yourself I think it- it's good to have someone there and it's not nice to be alone all the time so…

W: My boy! Ranboo, I knew

R: Yeah!

W: I knew I could trust you. We got the exact same mindset I’m thinking of ahh Ranboo I love what you have done with the burger van

R: Thank you, I’m glad you like it

W: I think this is going to be a beginning of a beautiful partnership,

R: Yeah!

W:beautiful friendship, and maybe when Tubbo comes we can you know have a big party and all get to know each other a bit better.

R: Yeah I can, I can talk with him I think and maybe get him to uh join hopefully

W: Yeah, don’t pressure him. He doesn't have to join, he just needs to come. I just want him to come and see our patented burgers!

R: Yeah!

W: Our burgers, our burger NFTS he needs to come and try them! Ranboo. Thank you man

R: You’re welcome, I’m glad that I could help out a little bit at least.

W: You’re a brilliant man and I'm going to go now a happy man.

R: That's good, I’m glad you’re happy.

W: Thank you Ranboo. Buh Bye. Ah, I love that guy bro!

[gearprideproject]

Wren's Backstory part 1

Hey everyone! Here it is! Part of it anyway. So I typed this all up and you guys would not be live how long this sucker is in fact, it's 3,737 words long! It takes up like 6 pages on Google docs, so this is a bit of a doozy. Is it worth it? I sure hope so! But after writing this I have decided I like it so much that im gonna keep writing it. How many parts? I don't know. Like I really don't know. However what would a post here be without warnings so here we go! In this chapter there is: blackmail, murder, death, bargaining using someone's life, gang's, a child witnessing their parent die, and misgendering to cause here wren is a girl. Wren is only a little kid and has yet to like realize that they are non binary. So yeah. Uh there is a dead body that does get taken away cause someone dies. But other than that you guys should be good! Enjoy!!!

Wren grew up helping her father with his work as a scientist/engineer, learning to cook and fight from her mother. Her mother, Laina insisted that while she may be a lady and therefore must know how to do the housework, she must also be able to protect herself. After all there were plenty of cousins that she must beat at the family reunion held at Aunt Stacy’s ranch. of course, learning to fight gave her an edge, and once she joined in at age 5 she easily beat all the others in the little kid area. this would sometimes lead to some grandparents joking them that they were raising a son instead of a daughter. Her parents always laughed that off and said,

"You just say that because she's stronger than the boys. We don't see a problem with her being able to stand up for herself. in fact, it makes us feel better that she can keep herself safe,"

As the years progressed and she was almost 9, they went to the ranch, but Stacy pulled aside Liana, "Liana i know that mike has been receiving some, concerning mail from your local gang leader, and I understand why you are trying to ignore it, but I really am worried for you all. I checked my future and I saw a few futures ahead of you. one: you guys move and come stay here with me. this far out the gang can be apprehended by the law, and you guys will all be safe. the boys would be glad to have you, and George can take Mike into town with him for work."

"Stacy that is awfully kind of you, and i know you have more than enough room... but Mike and I discussed this, and we don't think if we run that we can stay this close and not get followed. we would have to bring it up with the government, and that is not something we would like..." she trailed off. Stacy understood of course. she had looked into the future and while this was the safest, she knew that they would be against it. "Liana, this is the only one where you all get out alive! I refuse to lose my baby sister to something i know i can prevent! please Liana, just run away!" she begged. She was the oldest, and the most successful. she had inherited the family ranch when their parents died due to gang activity in the city. She had held them all together. she had gone to agonizing lengths to protect everyone. She refused to allow this to happen.

"Stacy, can you tell me the other options? I just want to know." Liana looked at her big sister and gave her puppy dog eyes.

“Fine. I'll tell you. the second option is..." and so with the children running around in some strange customary greeting and the other adults unpacking, Stacy explained what would happen in two months. this of course worried Liana, but even though she had managed to hide it from everyone else, Wren caught on. "Mom? What’s wrong?" Wren asked while Liana was tucking her in. "Is something wrong?"

"No, sweetie." Liana replied sweetly. "There’s nothing wrong. Nothing you need to worry about anyway."

"If you're worried, then I'm worried. Pleeeeeease tell me?" Wren looked up at her and Liana couldn't help but give in.

"Well okay. Your father has been receiving some, letters from some bad people. and I was talking with Stacy earlier and she told me some things about the future that are going to be really hard to talk about."

"But you need to. So tell me. I'm a big girl i can take it. I beat all the boys." she says with a smug little grin.

"Yes you did. well... I suppose this can be our secret, because if I told your father he would freak out, and we can't have that no can we?"

"No!"

"Exactly. So... you know that some bad people are going to try and use him for something wrong. They want him because he's really smart, and they want him to work for them. And there's a very high possibility that I won't be there. And I know that if I'm not there to keep your disaster of a father in line he'll just fall apart. He needs to be fine though, so he can keep you safe. So darling, if I am unable to, will you take care of your father for me?" 

"Of course, Mom! But why won't you be there with us?"

"Well... if we don't run the best case scenario involves me getting, removed, and in order for your father to be able to keep doing what he must to keep you safe, you'll have to make sure that he doesn't blame himself or do something stupid. okay?"

"Okay. But Aunt Stacy didn't see anything super bad right? Cause I'll fight the bad guys for dad and you."

"Wren," Laina said sternly as she gripped her shoulders, "Promise me that you will not fight. These bad guys will have weapons and they will remove you too. Promise me that you will stay invisible and stay away"

"Can I watch?"

"I... It will not be something you should watch, but if you really want to no one will stop you. Although it will likely become... not... pleasant. I would prefer if you didn't come and watch but if you really want to, then slip out of your room quietly and invisibly okay?"

"Okay. I promise I'll be quiet. wait... if the bad guys come and you leave...does this mean that i'm gonna have to cook and take care of the house and Dad?"

"Yes, if you'll take over for me by doing that i would feel much better about your survival because we all know how your father cannot cook to save his life."

"Okay mom!" Wren beamed at her. "I’ll make sure Dad doesn't do anything stupid without you," was her reply with mock seriousness.

"What would I do without you,” her mother replied with the same tone, "I suppose I'll have to up your house work training. Since right now, we all know you guys are disasters without me" Laina smirked at her daughter.

"Yeah! Wait ..." Wren wrinkled her nose in confusion "did you..."

"Don’t worry about it sweetie. Now go to bed. It’s too late." Laina reassured her as she tucked Wren in bed

"Night mom." was wren's sleepy reply

"Goodnight, Wren" was Laina's soft reply as she slowly closed the door and exhaled. Now that she had dealt with Wren she would have to sort out the rest of the family. Laina smiled softly to herself as she murmured, "At least they will be safe. She promised that they would be safe..." before quietly continuing down the hall to her and Mike's bedroom.

It was only a few weeks later that Aunt Stacy’s words came true.

 People burst in the windows and grabbed her and Mike. Laina clung to her sisters words though 

"In about two months the people sending you letters will break in. You and your husband will get caught, Wren will not. She will see invisibly her father attempting to get out and your final telepathic shout. You will die, but sister they will live and be safe. I promise you that if you die they will both be safe."

She knew this would happen, and she had already come to accept her death. She had already finished off all of her family business, and Wren was told what to do. She knew that her family would make it. And she just hoped that they would forgive her. She was held in the kitchen, while the leader had others bring Mike in the living room to talk. Soon she heard booming voices and saw a small flicker of movement from upstairs. She knew that it was Wren sneaking down to see what all the commotion was about. Laina just had to hope it would all work out.

Wren however did not like being woken by shouting. it was the third time this week and she was tired. she couldn't sleep so she decided to go sneak down far enough to see what was going on. She went out already invisible since she remembered her mom telling her that if she woke up to shouts to only come out if she used her power. Now, normally the shouted conversation had one side that sounded sticky, suggesting that her father was on call. But these voices she just knew were from people sitting in her living room because she could hear them very clearly. So she decided to creep downstairs and listen poking her head around the stairs. She quickly saw the not so pleasant conversation taking place downstairs, and she did not like it.

"Mike. really. we need you to do this. If you don't we will kill your family. It’s all up to you. Some random strangers die and your wife lives, or your wife dies and you still have to kill the strangers. I think you have a kid too, don't you? A daughter right?" this sent Mike into a rage as he surged forward at the big guy in charge.

"I swear if you touch her i'll make you regret it! Leave my kids alone! She has nothing to do with any of this!"

"Of course we'll leave her alone! I’m not a monster. I mean, we will have to do something if you don't do what we want, but still! No harm to either of them if you work willingly." The boss man grinned creepily at mike, showing off a row of rotting teeth. Mike seemed to be considering this, but Liana knew that this could not happen after all her sister had warned her, "Your  husband may try to keep you alive, but more harm than good will come from your life. He will make bold rash decisions that will hurt them both more than if you had died." so Liana did what any good telepath in this situation would do, and took matters into her own hands. "Mike," she began, "Please don't take up his offer. It will just lead to more pain and death on your end. remember when Stacy talked to me two months ago? She warned me of this. Do not take up the offer. please Mike." Mike seemed to be swayed by his reply, "and... will you both be... safe? Please, Laina, I need to know." Liana replied to him swiftly, "Mike i promise to you, i will die tonight but in the end you and wren will both wind up safer by it. so please do not be rash." "if you say so. I will do what Stacy seems to know is right." "thank you" the others apparently were unaware of laina's abilities otherwise they might grow suspicious of mike's long silence. but they must have just chalked it up to him deciding because the boss started getting impatient.

"well Mike? a pretty good offer don't you think?"

 "No actually. what kind of choice is this? create new technology that will kill people, but don't worry your family will be just fine? you are crazy."

"maybe I am, but either way they will die, and you will do this. it really does not matter." the boss shrugged

"You are horrible people. I could not face my family again if i did this. so go ahead and kill me." Mike said with a calm surety. he knew they would not kill him, they needed him alive after all.

"you are a fool mike. do remember who holds the power in this situation" and with that he snapped his fingers and Laina was brought into the living room by his people. 

"Mike, I could let her live. but clearly you are not getting this through your thick skull so I must insist that you think of our offer again. I will give you one more chance." Mike and laina locked eyes and she whispered into his head, "do not give in." Mike looked at her with pain in his eyes and she knew that this would kill him, but he had to say no.

"my decision stands. I will not create these chemical bombs that you plan on using!"

" very well then. This decision is all on you now. we offered you a way to keep her alive, because we are humane, but you refused. You must really hate each other if you can just offer her up without a second thought. Marty, if you will?"

The sound of a gunshot rang through the house as Laina's voice echoed in her head before she slumped to the floor. 

"Goodby Mike, Wren. I love you both so much."

Mike was heartbroken. how this was the best scenario he had no idea but he knew that if he refused again they might take wren to, and she had only spoken of her death. besides. he refused to lose them both. so he looked at him and said with only a hint of a waver in his voice. "if you promise to leave wren alone, as long as she can either stay or leave and still be safe, I will do it. but you need to swear on your life that no harm will come to wren in any way. do you understand?" Mike looked directly in his eyes and the boss man grinned.

"of course. no harm will come to wren. in fact she can do whatever she wants with her life as long as she doesn't try to ruin our plans. the same goes to you of course. I will send the details and some bracelets. the both of you will have to put them on, but they will guarantee your safety. and before you ask, no we are not bugging your house or tracking you. as long as we get what we want we don't really care."

"fine."

"I will send the cleanup person for your wife in the morning. she will get a burial of course, but we can't have the authorities getting suspicious. they will also clean up the windows and whatnot. actually, they will get here in a few hours, can't have the cops getting suspicious. I'll have them bring the stuff for you with them. also, any materials you need will be covered by me, just let me know what and how much. everything else will be covered in a letter. goodbye." and just like that they all left as quietly as they came. soon wren climbed down the stairs and went over to her father, now completely visible.

"dad? what, what's wrong with mom?" her voice had a slight tremble to it as if she were afraid of the answer. "Shes gonna get up right? please say shes gonna wake up daddy." Wren's tears started to fall and her father looked at her and sighed, looking so very tired. a long pause of silence filled the air before he spoke. 

"wren sweetie, i dont think shes gonna get up again. she's dead and even though she said that this was for the best, I just wish she didn't have to. i... I hope you can forgive me wren, i just knew I had to keep you safe, you can leave and go stay with your aunt stacy or your cousins... this place may not be super safe for you..." 

"no. I'm gonna stay with you. mom asked me to take over for her anyways since you can't cook at all."

"true. So you want to stay? even though your dad is about to have to do some bad stuff?"

"yeah. you're my dad and family has to stick together. besides mom said that we're disasters without her, so we need to prove her wrong!"

"of course sweetie. want some ice cream? there's a few hours till the guys who will clean up the windows and take your mom someplace where she can get ready to go... away."

"yeah! and i'll always be here for you okay dad?"

"Okay. I'll be the best dad to you to. I'll make sure you stay safe."

"i know! now ice cream!" Wren yelled before sliding off of her dad's lap. she looked at her mom and whispered, "we'll be safe mom. I know we will. I'll watch dad for you" before scurrying off to the kitchen. several hours and bows of ice cream later, the cleaners showed up. the one that looked like the boss headed over to mike and handed him a massive manila envelope before pulling out a box and opening it. inside were two bands of some silvery substance with the gang's logo imprinted on them.

"they're magic" he began "they will offer additional protection to what you have and they will ward off anyone who even thinks to hurt you. they also grow to fit you so you don't have to worry about losing them."

"alright. thanks. now then-wren."he nudged her awake, "wake up sweetie. I need you to put this bracelet on okay sweetie?`` Wren woke up slowly, blinking her eyes owlishly. "okay dad." she yawned, "are these the people that are gonna take mom away?" she asked before another yawn forced its way out. 

"yes. there will be a burial of course, right?" he asked looking at the cleaner. behind him, the windows and broken locks were being replaced, while pieces of blood and glass were cleaned up.

"of course. we are simply moving her out of your house and into our area. we will get everything set up for you. the boss was very happy about you joining us." that gave mike pause, 'why is he so happy... that can't meant anything good' he thought, but at least everything will be fine.

"alright. now which one wants to put on their bracelet first?"

"oh- oh, dad! can i! can i!" this gave the cleaner a good chuckle, '' I was not expecting such enthusiasm" he commented. 

"well she just wants to put on the cool shiny thing you brought."

"dad! that's not true! you told me to wake up and put it on. so what if it looks super cool?"

"see told ya." Mike chuckled "she just wants the cool bracelet"

"well you can put on this one kid" the cleaner said and held out a bracelet. "here, let me help you"

"thanks mister!" Wren said happily as she held out both of her arms "which one should it go on?"

"hmmm. how about... the right." he said "okay!" "well here we go..." he said before clamping it onto her right wrist. colors shone and magic crackle but soon the light show died down and the cleaner turned to mike. "alright big guy. your turn" he said before pulling out the other one. mike held out his right arm and the cleaner clamped it down on his wrist. a light show similar to wrens filled the room before quickly dying down. "alright then. I'll go help clean up. if you ever need any help, then just ask for me. I'm usually around. and i can help watch your kid to." he said with complete sincerity. "well okay, but who do i call for? do i just say ,'the cleaner guy that looks like he's in charge of the other cleaner guys?' because that does not sound like something i can say." the cleaner grinned. "well normally you have to earn someone's name with trust. just ask for 'the head cleaner' and if they ask which one tell them 'the only REAL one' they'll know who i am." "alright... thanks head cleaner." "not a problem. you have all the files, here's the letter," he said as he pulled out a small unassuming envelope,

 "so unless you have a desire to say any final goodbyes that can't be heard by the general public, or you have any burning questions, i'll need to pack up your lovely wife."

 "mr. head cleaner," wren said as she tugged on his sleeve, 

"what's the symbol on the bracelet? and is it removable? cause what if i need to take a bath and stuff? and... is mommy going to be safe?" she looked up at him eyes wide with curiosity.

 "well kid," he began as he sunk down, "your mom will be fine, we just don't want her on your floor. the bracelet can be removed but only by you, and even then only willingly. so bathtime shouldn't be an issue. and the symbol is the sign of the gang i'm in."

 "are we in the gang now? cause mom told me that I shouldn't be in a gang.."

 "well kinda? this just means that you are under our protection since your dad is going to help us out with some stuff. but I promise you won't have to do anything bad even if you join."

 "okay mister. be nice to mom okay?"

 "I will" he said before he stood up and walked over to mike and the still body of laina

. "alright man, i gotta take her. you done? or do you need a bit more time?"

 "no, i'm-i'm alright." Mike said wetly as he wiped the tears from his face. "gotta be strong for my kid now right?"

 "if you need more time i'm not going to judge you. heck, when my family got killed i cried like a baby and refused to come out for a week. but i did. and even if the world seems a little gray, the world can still have lots of colors in it, you know? so what I'm trying to say is... it's okay to be sad about this."

 "thanks." 

"no problem man. so... should I go?" 

"no. I'm good. you can- you can take her." Mike said shakily 

"alright man." said the cleaner before handing him the letter and using his ability - telekinesis- to lift up the body of his wife, of wren's mother, of laina, and gently placed it in a body ag that he levitated outside. soon the cleaners were done and the cleaners left. sunrise came a bit after that, and the new day saw the outside of the house as the same as always. the inside however, would never be the same.

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Hello! So this is part one! Please let me know what you think or if I missed anything! Love you guys!!!!!

[boyfriem-moved]

pl ea se info dump about your ocs

oh boy ok you,,, don’t want this but u already asked and it’s too late to go back so im just gonna start talking

ok so i have like 2 separate oc worlds and 3 seperate groups of ocs within those (these are just the main ones, there’s ones i don’t think abt anymore and ones i’ve abandoned and fan characters and stuff but if i went over all of that i’d be here all day so i’ll just stick with these)

so the first world is just our world, modern day, but with magic. there’s this one town, barnsley, georgia, that’s cut off from the rest of the world. most ppl drive by without ever noticing it, and if someone tries to go in who’s not wanted the town will disappear or try to kill them or just do something to keep them out. it’s a vaguely sentient town. in barnsley there’s a big forest and no one’s ever gone in and come out the other side. there’s ambiguous danger in the forest, mostly faeries who will make you fall in love with them and then kill you and harvest your bones and stuff.

so there’s like 4-6 characters depending on where we’re looking at in terms of what storyline i’m following (this is the one that i did nanowrimo for three (3) times and have over 100,000 words of thrown out content for and obsess over constantly so it has the most solid plot and there’s a lot of it) so anyways i’ll just go over all 6 and try to make it as simple as possible without talking about converging storylines and alternate drafts and stuff

ok! so! vi larson-park is the daughter of one of barnsley’s 3 great magicians! her mom could do all sorts of crazy magic and i can’t get into the parents’ backstory here bc they have a whole OTHER story and that’s just. too much (maybe i’ll do that later? we’ll see) so yeah her mom did magic and also made some bad deals and stole some stuff from the woods and indirectly caused some ppls deaths but it’s like fine probably. so vi grew up with her mom, natalie, her mom’s witch girlfriend, erica, and erica’s twin brother, simon (who i’ll get into later and also who doesn’t exist in half the scrapped drafts) in this big empty DEFINITELY HAUNTED house on the edge of town where erica grew up and they were good and happy. then like a year ago natalie was killed by nick, who i’ll also get into later, and that’s kinda the end of her story, vi and erica are obviously devastated and they have a funeral and vi starts having the occasional odd dream here and there, but things go back to normal after awhile. vi has absolutely no aptitude for magic, and because of that she often feels alienated by erica and simon who are VERY magical and always talking about things she doesn’t understand. she’s fiercely loyal and protective and not really scared of anything. she’s always wanted to know what’s in the woods but knows better than to go looking

tyler is vi’s best friend and also 50% whole entire Not Human. he either came from the woods or was found outside a random gas station in like arizona or something depending on which draft i’m going by, but either way he was found around two years ago and has been clinging to vi ever since. his backstory is a big unknown to the human characters and no one really knows anything about him. he’s a faerie prince, the son of the erlking, who’s sort of the ambiguous villain of the story but i’ll get into him later. he has 3 brothers, sorrel, dain, and kell. sorrel is the oldest and known as the winter prince, then there’s kell for spring, dain for summer, and tyler himself for autumn. (btw his name isn’t actually tyler technically it’s robin but i'm not gonna get into that rn.) sorrel is cool and collected and stone cold bitch, and all he wants is to be king so he roped tyler into helping him try and kill their dad, which failed, so then he lost his position in the royal court and now he’s doing tons of morally gray stuff in an attempt to get back in his dad’s favor so he can kill him for real this time. dain and kell are sort of nothing at all and you don’t need to know anything except dain is really mean and violent and kell is an ally(?). after the whole failed killing debacle tyler ran away to barnsley in hopes that he could find something in common with the humans, since he’d been a faerie all his life and couldn’t stand it. he’s quiet and doesn’t like doing or saying things unless he absolutely has to, is generally unhelpful unless something benefits him, scared of being alone, hates being indoors, runs around barefoot and only eats food from the woods. he’s kinda like an outdoor cat.

nick and marcus jacobs are brothers and general hooligans. nick is the older one (he’s 19) and marcus is 15 and they grew up in barnsley for the first 14 years of marcus’ life until marcus accidentally killed their dad and they left town. which the dad killing subplot is really a lot to get into but basically their dad was the second magician, along with vi’s mom, except the effects of magic on a person can kinda drive a person insane and the others managed to keep it together but he slowly went crazy until he was paranoid and in pain all the time and ended up taking a lot of it out on his sons which ended in him threatening marcus and marcus in an act of self defense unleashing raw magic power he didn’t know he had and accidentally killing him and also taking out all the power in the entire town and causing a minor earthquake. it was a Big Deal. so yeah they buried their dad in the backyard and skipped town. after their dad died all his magic went down to nick so nick has newfound power (marcus btw has never been able to use magic since then and has no idea how he did it) but he also has voices in his head and weird dreams, and with all the voices yelling at him all the time he realizes that the only way to get rid of them is to get rid of the magicians. his dad did some magic bullshit that made him the vessel for the magic once he died but the other magicians didn’t so he doesn’t have to kill anyone besides them and it makes sense bc i say it does shut up. so for like a year they drive around aimlessly, meet with and kill vi’s mom, meet with and kill aidan’s dad (i’ll get to aidan once i’m done here), pick up a hitchhiker depending on which version of the story i’m telling, then go back home where they’re not really welcome anymore but that won’t stop them. nick is cold and mean and. y’know. a murderer, but he also loves marcus greatly and gets attached to people more easily than he would like to admit. he’s sort of closed himself off and resigned himself to killing “for the greater good”, but it’s hard for him, and there’s definitely people he wouldn’t kill. he fully planned to, once he got rid of the magicians, never kill again, and he keeps that promise. marcus is soft spoken and anxiety ridden and a bit of a crybaby and he hates death and doesn’t fully trust nick and doesn’t trust himself either. on the outside he appears bitter and angry constantly.

aidan mulligan is a HOOLIGAN! a whole entire rowdy boy! he’s also the son of the third magician and marcus’ ex(?) boyfriend? more like boyfriend on standby. it’s complicated. there’s nothing special to him, he’s rowdy bc his parents never gave him enough attention so he runs around with people he doesn’t really like and is always getting into trouble. his favorite activities are skipping church and running the local cryptid watch am radio station, which no one listens to and which he used to run with marcus. he misses marcus dearly and keeps waiting for him to come back. he’s loud and talkative and his mood changes drastically but is always on the highest setting. he’s either screaming-and-throwing-things angry or unable to shut up and bouncing all over the place. not to pick favorites but he’s my favorite i really love him. his life moto is “fuck you dad” basically. oh yeah nick killed his dad and stuff and it’s hit him hard but he’s not as torn up by it as he probably should be, which he feels terrible about. his mom lives on the other side of the country and doesn’t currently know his dad is dead, which isn’t really something you’re supposed to keep secret generally but the mulligan family said fuck the rules. he has two brothers, connor and seamus (connor older, seamus younger) and loves both of them though he would never admit it.

simon diederich is the secret special bonus magician!! also i think i gotta talk abt parent backstory for him so,,,, here goes: basically, simon and vi’s mom and marcus and aidan’s dads all stole magic from the forest in a way that doesn’t super make sense but it’s my story i can do what i want. and in the process simon died and they had to leave him behind in the woods, but then since the magic in the forest was weak it couldn’t continue being formless or else it would turn into nothing since so much of it had been damaged by the humans or w/e. so it took simon’s body as a vessel and resurrected him with all his old memories but also 100% more magic power. so he took that power and went back home and has been just straight chillin, unaging, for 30-ish years. he got like. immense wisdom when he was resurrected and is also possessed by a sentient forest so he does what the forest wants which is protect the town and fistfight anyone he doesn’t like. he’s obnoxious and immature and thinks he’s hot shit and loves these trees more than he loves other people probably

bonus character: lila is the ghost who lives in vi’s attic. she’s like 7. i love her

THAT HURT MY FINGERS TO TYPE. I HAD TO MOVE TO GOOGLE DOCS TO DO THIS BC TUMBLR KEPT LAGGING AND MY WORD COUNT IS NEARING 2000 BUT W/E LETS KEEP GOING

next, still in the same universe, are the residents of greywell, washington. greywell is what’s on the other side of those woods no one can cross in barnsley. how does that work? magic obviously. greywell is a lot like barnsley but more sinister, it’s a lot newer so the characters aren’t as fleshed out (with one exception) and there’s really only 3 i actually care abt so this ones gonna be a lot shorter. i’ve thought abt plot but nothing solid so there’s some...stuff but mostly this one will be short

zoe hammond: amateur teen witch who’s also cursed. she has an eye on her left hand which is always watching her and she wants off desperately. u know how i said in some versions of the story nick and marcus pick up a hitchiker? that’s her, going to barnsley bc she knows its magic and hopes someone there will know how to fix her. she respects authority and stays in line for the most part, but she also takes shit from no one. she’ll talk to nearly anyone but doesn’t particularly like anyone in town, also she sells witch shit out of the trunk of her car in the school parking lot

wesley: short rowdy trans boy with absolutely no self control who’s stoned all the time and does crazy things for the adrenaline rush and doesn’t bind safely and falls in love with every boy he meets. he skateboards bc of course he does. he’s always ready to fight and punches ppl a lot but usually ends up losing fights bc he’s tiny. i love him

noa: ok this dude went into the woods one (1) time and now there’s this magic glove stuck on their hand? and a ghost in their phone?? and they’re literally so confused and they’ve never had any friends in their entire life but all of a sudden that weird lesbian witch and her crazy skateboarder friend are talking to them all the time and they died? except they woke back up like nothing had happened even though their head basically blew up? and there’s like faeries and stuff coming after them because they want the glove and they can’t get the stupid thing off their hand and they have no idea what’s going on noa is an absolute nervous wreck who’s really fun to draw and they have no idea what’s happening to them and tbh i don’t rly know what i’m doing either but i’m having a good time

ada: the phone ghost.

last set!! i have them all done already from this thing i did with @dogstoes so i’ll just paste them in but first background:

this is a completely separate world, it’s like this 1910s era fictional city with magic and shit. the magic system is kinda complicated but basically there’s elemental magicians who are heavily tied to religion, they’re believed to be sacred and god sent by p much every organized religion. they do elements, it’s pretty simple. then there’s blood magicians who can basically transmute but they have to use their own blood to do it. anyone can learn to be a blood magician but most ppl don’t want to bc. blood ow. blood magicians are an ABOMINATION AGAINST GOD and there’s a stigma against them in religious communities so they tend to populate big cities and less religious places. there’s also healers who are born like elementals and can’t be trained, they’re isolated from both schools of magic bc unlike elementals they’re not pure (well, depending on which religion you ask) and unlike blood magicians they’re not common. born magicians are born with pure black eyes (irises? the colored part. not just all black) that differentiate them from nonmagic ppl. there’s also super intense mary sue magicians who r rare and born with red eyes (i started this world when i was 13 don’t judge me bitch) and they can shapeshift kinda? but in cool ways, it’s not just shapeshifting they could also make their skin tough or nails pointy or w/e. one of them specifically likes to harden his own blood in weapons it’s kinda metal. anyways here’s the character profiles from the google doc pasted in word for word

Characters (bc i suddenly decided this is Sharin With Rivers material If You Shall Take It):

So basically there's these 2 gangs, run by this woman Lyra Frey and this dude Lucas Sweeney, and they Do Not Like Each Other At All. Neither of them are good bc yknow...gangs….but lyra’s is like...better anyways here's characters

Lyra's dudes:

Emil Finch: 21, any and all pronouns, ace, lyra’s right hand man/ veteran of a bloody civil war (TECHNICALLY a war criminal but yknow…it's whatever). Likes cats and Arya, dislikes cigarettes and being short. Their birth name is Emilee, which they  shortened to their liking when they moved to The Big City, and they used their father's name (Finn O'Malley) to join the war. They're a healer magician but ssshhh don't tell anyone. They used their powers to hurt people when they were in The War and now don't trust themselves, so they stick to traditional medicine thank you very much. (Also knives. They’re a big fan of knives.)

Arya Frey: 21, she/her, Lyra’s adopted daughter and mechanic. She has METAL LEGS and has to walk with a cane so she doesn't go outside much, mostly makes machines and strategizes for her mom. Likes drawing, Emil, making things/taking them apart, dislikes cold weather (it makes her joints hurt), magic, Drunk Emil. She has two cats named vriska and karkat. Everyone is suspicious of these names even though it's like 1910 and an alternate universe and homestuck doesn't exist.

Jaz Anaheim: 18, he/him, big gay disaster, a pickpocket who came to the Big City with his brother when he was 16 to work and send money to his mom, stole from a kingpin, joined a gang, watched his brother die in front of him, and lied to his mom for 2 years about his job and his brothers aliveness while he sent her blood money. He's a humble farm boy, no magic, tall and uncoordinated, basically all he can do is steal and flirt badly and he's very aware. Also where he came from magicians were rare because they were all drafted for the war so when he sees magic he's way too impressed. Likes loud music, people being interested in him, his family (just his mom now :’)), his hometown, dislikes the city, feeling disliked, himself, swimming

Sweeney’s band of assholes:

Elliott Sweeney: 24, he/him, Sweeney’s son and certified dad hater. He's a blood magician which are common and not that impressive but he’s good at what he does bc he did nothing but practice for like 6 years. His dad basically controls him and makes him work for him because he's useful. He resents his dad with every ounce of his being but doesn't have the spine to do anything about it. After accidentally burning down part of their house and killing his mom his dad sent him away to the summer house in the country, where he lived for the past 6 years, obediently doing his dad’s bidding and learning how to control his magic until he got fed up and burned that house down (on purpose this time), making his dad move him back to the family house in the city so that he could keep an eye on him. he’s one of those badass mega magicians who does blood swords and stuff, he’s also spent so much time reading that he knows a lot about magic theory. Quiet, reserved, extremely petty, but shows a sense of humor around his sister. Never really knew Alise growing up so he’s more of a cool uncle than a brother. Likes his sister, learning things, astronomy, dislikes his dad, Emil, doing magic, fighting, feeling trapped

Alise Sweeney: 14, she/her, her dad named her Alise with an S because he's just that much of an asshole. She's a self trained blood magician and good at what she does. She hates her dad almost as much as Elliott does but she's also not a fucking baby about it. Is DEFINITELY planning on killing him at some point. Was raised to make jokes and do crime and her brother said if she does crime she's grounded. Has never been serious about anything ever, and probably has a screw loose. Has killed people. Is basically a tiny fighting machine. Her dad was rough on her growing up. Likes picking fights, Elliott and Atticus, pissing off her dad, causing trouble. Dislikes her dad, people stronger than her, tense situations, being alone

Atticus Grey: 16, he/him, not Sweeney’s son but hates him enough that he probably could be (in case you were noticing a theme here, sweeney is kinda unlikeable). His mom left soon after he was born and his dad ran up a huge debt and ended up working for Sweeney to pay it off, then died in a gang fight before he could get through it. Sweeney, the merciless motherfucker that he is, decided that Atticus would finish paying it off, and snatched him up as soon as he was 13. His dad used to hang out with Emil’s and so they ended up taking care of parentless Atticus (along with (extremely reluctant) Arya. Atticus is really close with Lyra’s entire crew because he's spent so much time around them. He's a fire magician who knows a bit of blood magic but barely uses it, and he's an angsty bitch. Likes Emil, being alone, dislikes everything else.

oh yeah then there’s those bitches in charge:

Lyra Frey is a [REDACTED] year old woman from [REDACTED] who moved to the city while fleeing from [REDACTED]. She was in the civil war briefly, fighting for the [REDACTED] side. Her real name is not Lyra, but is actually [REDACTED]. She loves Arya more than anything else probably. Sees Jaz as an unofficial son, is skeptical of Atticus, likes Emil but doesn’t trust them.

Lucas Sweeney is one of those rich bastards who also does crime on the side. He’s a politician but everyone and their mother knows he’s an absolute crime lord on the side. Has arguably more power than Lyra but has no idea how to use it, plus Alise has already recruited like half his employees into joining her uprising. He’s a selfish man and a terrible dad. No one likes him.

uh yeah that is. all!! this is over 3000 words jesus do asks have a word limit? i sure hope not

[simonsrosebud]

i’m so late but i was tagged by @carryonmylovelies and @rareandbeautifulthing for the writing tag!

ao3 name: simonsrosebud

fandoms: Carry On, All For The Game, and i used to write mostly Harry/Louis before the other two came into my world. I still find myself writing larry but not posting it.

trope: oh gosh. high school, fake dating, neighbors, work together, parenting/single parent, competition (like oh we both own coffee shops on the same street), roommates, the typical holiday ones like xmas, vampires and mermaids if i’m feeling some fantasy. i’m not one to go for super long ones if i know there’s angst, i’m not an angst girl. if it’s Andriel then i go hardcore for the like mobster shit and like the ones where they’re in college but things happen differently or smth idk Andriel i LOVE the danger shit bc uh hellO who wouldn’t.

number of fics: 24 on ao3 (i regret a good amount of them i think?). sitting in my google drive? 102 different ideas. some are pages on pages long, some are 4 paragraphs😭. some of them have multiple documents in a folder bc i get distracted and create a whole backstory and like little details that u don’t rlly need on a diff doc, or i’ll get bored and be like ugh i just wanna skip way ahead and write them in this scenario.

fics i spent the most time on: i’m gonna assume this means most recently and that will make it my unnamed au where andrew and neil adopt a 10 year old. it’s not as much of a fluent story than it is different milestones or moments idk. out of the ones on my ao3, though, def soft rains.

fics i spent the least time on: im now realizing this whole list of questions only pertain to my ao3 and not other fics i have duh. i’d have to say my quarantine round robin. i kept it short and sweet bc i was struggling w writing the week i did it and i didn’t want it to get off track and off topic

longest fic: soft rains, 19,794 and still going

shortest fic: bouquets, 609 words from carry on countdown 2018

most hits/kudos/comment threads/bookmarks:

hits: caught like a deer in the headlights, 10,989

kudos: caught like a deer in the headlights, 598

comment threads: 107

bookmarks: 35 on soft rains

total word count: 102,322

favorite fic i wrote: okay so none of them

are posted anywhere but my favs are my OC ab two college boys one from alabama the other from pennsylvania idk, andriel adopting a kid one, and another new andriel high school witchcraft one. they’re all unnamed oh well.

fic you want to rewrite/expand on: i rlly wanna finish my hogwarts snowbaz one and my snowbaz taking in an orphaned magician. they’re both on my ao3

share a bit of a WIP or a story idea you’re planning on: this is from my andriel high school magic au. one of my fav scenes so far bc andrew ain’t lettin this kid boss him around. background for this scene: neil grew up in europe instead aka butcher of birmingham not baltimore. twins/nicky/erik move to colorado, andrew had quietly called neil wesninski to his face the other day, neil doesn’t know how he knows who he is.

Speaking of, Nathaniel showed up at Andrew's locker almost quicker than Andrew himself. “How do you know my name?”

There were so many waters to test with Nathaniel. So many mysteries. But Andrew couldn’t scare him off too soon and decided to test his German. “I was in Stuttgart the summer when the infamous Butcher of Birmingham was found by police, dead with his son chained up in his basement.”

Nathaniel's eyes darted around. He stayed quiet for too long. Andrew closed his locker and walked away. If Nathaniel really was who he was- and he was, then Andrew had no faith in his ability to walk away from what felt like the only person in his safe little town to know his truth. Andrew doubted he'd let him walk-

“Wait!” He was fast and at his stride in an instant, but then again Andrew was in no hurry. Nathaniel reached for Andrew’s wrist to bring him to a stop-

“No.”

Nathaniel froze with his fingers outstretched and dropped his hand to his side.

Huh.

Andrew stared Nathaniel in the face and couldn't help but wonder. Submissive? Or smart?

He spoke in German again. “I would consider repeating myself, but I know that you understood me.”

Nathaniel huffed. “It didn't happen in Stuttgart,” he said in hushed German. Ah, right again.

“No. News gets around, however, when you've been staying in the lucky city to host the one and only Wesninski heir only a few dear weeks before he got caught.”

They.

Nathaniel was bad at keeping his temper or mouth at bay when he didn't have his mother to slap him for getting mouthy. But if Andrew knew where Nathaniel lived and when then there was no telling how many others knew. He thought they'd kept their trails hidden. And his past wasn't something he wanted making its way around town, either.

The only thing keeping him from grabbing Greyfield’s new blonde by the shoulders and demanding he tell him everything he knew and how, were the other students packing the hallways.

“How did you know I lived there? Or that I spoke German?”

Andrew could tell that he was irritated and itching. It was… interesting. “How did you know anything about my magic?”

Nathaniel’s ears were red. “My magic is more powerful than most.”

“That wasn’t magic, that was you going through my brain.”

Nathaniel shrugged. “I can read people through their magic if I touch them. Magic has its own senses, too.”

Andrew pushed his finger into Nathaniel’s chest. “Do it again and I will kill you.”

“Don’t care, answer my questions, now.”

Andrew narrowed his eyes the tiniest bit and “I will answer one. Rephrase it.”

“How did you know who I was?”

“You see, as someone with an unfortunately impeccable memory, it's hard to forget a face like that, even with the changes.” He was referring to the scars and hair color. “It would have been impossible for you to get a job at a library had you not been able to speak enough.”

Nathaniel shifted. He didn’t remember Andrew, or if he ever came to the library. He didn’t pay attention to people when he was on the run. Noticing people meant being noticed back. “We met before.”

Andrew looked impassive and didn’t answer.