#if someone said this ro me I'll die

[hum-suffer]

एक बार बाहों में छुप लोगी?

थक गया हूं इस दुनिया से, थोड़ा सुकून उधर दोगी?

तुम्हें देख कर आराम आता है सासों में,

मेरी इस दिल्लगी की नज़र उतारोगी?

मैं क्यों बरबाद ना हो तुम्हारे इश्क में, जाना,

जो तुम मुझे इतनी फुर्सत से प्यार करोगी?

कागज़, कलाम, सियाही लेके एक किस्सा लिखोगी?

रांझे का इश्क, मिर्जा की मोहब्बत, महिवाल की आशिकी,

इन सबसे बड़ा लिखोगी?

अब किस्सा लिखोगी या फ़साना लिखोगी,

मेरा तुम्हारी मोहब्बत में उलझा हुआ हाल लिखोगी?

लिखोगी क्या अपने बारे में मेरी नजरों से?

बताओ, देखा है इन आँखों को और सोचा है

कि बस दुनिया की हर एक तस्वीर के हर एक रंग से बेहतर है ये आँखें?

अपने बालों को बिखरा हुआ देख कर सोचा है,

चाँद की दिखती हो, आफ़ताब की महकती हो

घुंघरू की आवाज़ जैसी मधुर हो, मोहब्बत जैसी ख़ूबसूरत हो

और बस, मेरी हो.

लो, ये तो तुमने फ़साने की जगह कहानी लिख दी, जाना

इस कहानी को एक कविता बना दोगी?

[coffeegnomee]

I don't think I'll ever not be obsessed with the way Zam's brain works. Sleep is his no. 1 opp. He goes to bed, wakes up, has regrets.

I'm watching early s4 vods and like, 9/10/22 zam stream team awesome kills 5 people and we see a really early iteration of the PrinceZam bloodlust (TM) that I am obsessed with. Mapicc starts the fight while a despondent Zam reluctantly agrees, but at the first pearl throw you can hear him become unhinged.

After they chase down and kill planet and jaron then clutch and bacon and bacon again, Ro goes, “Guys this isn’t canon to the roshamgames lore”

Mapicc and Zam defend themselves by saying they aren’t “evil evil”: they gave the gear back. If they were Clownpierce they would have kept the gear. Not being the ultimate evil somehow means that they aren’t evil at all.

They try and define their morals, to which Mapicc suggests that this was all about getting revenge for someone burning down his mansion; that he is killing everyone once until the member who burned the mansion down confesses, “Ok who’s really evil: the person who didn’t admit it until every single person had died, or the person who did it”.

To which Ro responds, “I mean you’re both evil, right’, to which ZAM responds, “I mean from that mindset you’re both evil. I mean it’s not that bad if you’re both evil right”.   (clip: 1:16:20)

Mapicc changes the narrative “You guys are doing [me] a favor, I’m evil. How about that. I don’t really care”. Ro “i’m not evil” Zam “yea, he just said: we’re helping him be evil”

I love this conversation because Zam so easily justifies and moves things around. As he sees Mapicc give good enough excuses for their actions, he happily agrees, but as he sees Ro be still distressed, he offers a completely different solution: what if they promise Bacon the three hearts back if he can get Woogie on and help them kill him since he is the primary suspect in the mansion burning.

He exclaims, “Look we aren’t evil Ro! We fixed it!” (1:18:30)

And then THE NEXT DAY he opens his stream saying (7:02) “we got like 5 kills, me Mapicc and Ro murdered so many people, oh my god, we killed so many innocent people. It was not- none of it was deserved. I am a horrible person. None of that was deserved, they did not need to die that many times.”

“it was absolute chaos. It was really sad. *reading chat* who died? PlanetLord, Jaron, Baconnwaffels twice and then also.. Who was the other - Clutch. Clutch. We burned Cl- we burned two of them in lava, we killed two of them in lava it was really evil. It was like really really evil. I have a lot of regrets. Umm. I’m going to need to go through a whole character arc to get over it, you know? It’s going to take a lot of effort, but, you know, I’m sure I’ll get over it eventually. Eventually I will forgive myself.”

GAH the Princezam sleep-regret pipeline. Oh how I miss it.

[fallenlightsif]

Since the chapter is now public, I just need to share this here, not only on Patreon...

So, I may have said that before, but I'm a "one canon route" type of player. Which also means that no matter the amount of delicious ROs you create, I normally commit to one...

And ever since the very first posts about this game, I'm commited to Orion.

But then... E... E was tempting me more and more and more... And with the latest update... well it was too much. You're one of the veeeery few authors who made me create a second save just to romance a different character than my primary choice, because I just can't resist anymore. I can't even express just how much I love them. It obviously doesn't make me love Orion any less, but I just can't resist E. And I'll be honest, Julian is making it hard too - but for the time being I'm staying strong (we'll see if it lasts!).

Also, E's latest extra story on Patreon is pure delight and I live for that.

That's it. I just needed to gush about E... And now that I see my post, I actually didn't necessarily have to wait for the public release since it doesn't contain spoilers.......

Now that I think of it though, romancing E feels especially tragic somehow? At least with a crush existing before MC's "death" and having already chosen some romance oriented option by the time it happens. I mean, considering their struggles, and how they really thought THEY would die with the arrow incident and all that... it must be such a cruel twist of fate from their perspective that they survived but MC ends up dying shortly (I'm assuming) later...

There are multiple facets of E’s story that end up making a rather tragic story. Just consider the fact that they are a conjuror as well, and someone who hates their talents to boot.

E has been used as a pawn their entire life by their parents as an eldest child. They’ve gone along with it to spare their siblings. I’m so glad they’ve had a good reception from readers and can’t wait to share more of their story!

[wikiangela]

Weekend WIP Game

tagged by @jesuisici33 <3

Rules: List your WIPs below (if you only write one fic at a time, feel free to include future WIPs/ideas!) then answer the following questions. Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs (or more)

1. WIP List:

alive shannon

sick eddie

buddie coffee shop

new buddie chris' school

roommates

bi eddie

buddie death cast fic

cheating fic

untitled natalia fic

buddie 2x01

5+1 nicknames

coffee buddie

2. Which of your WIPs is currently the longest?

alive shannon with 20k words so far

3. Which WIP do you expect will end up the longest?

alive shannon, since it's kinda a canon rewrite and I still haven't decided to which point it's gonna go, we'll see when it'll feel right to end it haha

4. Which WIP is your favourite to write/the most enjoyable to write? Why?

once again, alive shannon haha - it's just so fun to explore what all those dynamics could've been, and giving Eddie and Shannon some closure, and I love exploring Shannon's character, too, speculating on her thoughts and motivations, and diving into everyone's heads, and I'm so excited to see it all develop!!

5. Which WIP do you find the most intimidating to write? Why?

I think it's either alive shannon or the cheating fic alive shannon bc I've never written s2/s3 buddie and I wanna get their characters semi-right, and I don't remember a lot of details so I need to get on with my rewatch lol - and also writing Shannon's and Eddie's feelings on their relationship and how it all ended is not easy haha and the cheating fic bc it's so not my thing but a song inspired it and it got stuck in my head and it's happening haha and I hope I'll make it make sense haha

6. Which WIP do you experience the most self-doubt about. Why?

tbh all of them - some more, some less, but there are moments, especially lately, when veeeery often I'm just like: everything I write sucks wtf

7. Which of your WIPs will you seek out a beta/sensitivity reader for? Why?

@giddyupbuck agreed to beta the alive shannon fic, and I spam them with snippets if I'm in doubt and it's sooo helpful fr ily <3 and I'll need alive shannon beta-read bc it's gonna be so long, and I keep changing my mind about things bc of how many ideas I have, so I just need someone else to look at it and tell me if everything makes sense haha - and Ro's helped me so much with some previous fics so they have my full trust with my baby that is the alive shannon fic haha

8. Have any of your WIPs been struck by the curse of writer's block?

all of them at some point lol - a few of these are actually on hold bc of that - I will get back to them tho!

9. Which WIP has your favourite OC? Tell us about them?

as of now there's no ocs in any of these, but we'll see haha

10. Which WIP is the sexiest?

cheating fic and maaaaybe coffee buddie (if I'll ever get back to this one) - no actual smut in my wips yet atm

11. Which WIP is the angstiest?

buddie death cast fic - if you've read 'they both die at the end' you know why lol this is not gonna have a happy ending

12. Which WIP has the best characterisation (in your humble opinion)?

so far I'm loving everyone in alive shannon so I guess let's go with that haha

13. Which WIP has the best scene setting (in your humble opinion)?

oh I am so bad this - but maybe let's say buddie coffee shop au bc i think it's the only one where I put even a little bit of focus on the setting lmao

14. Which WIP have you worked the hardest on?

alive shannon, been thinking about it and making notes for months before I started writing, and I don't think i've ever been this invested in a fic

15. Which WIP do you have the highest expectations for? Why?

alive shannon - - like I said, it's my most precious baby, and I'm so excited to not only write it but read it, and I hope it's gonna be as good as it is in my head, and I hope I'll make the story make sense with Shannon there, but also keeping some important buddie moments from canon hah

16. Do you dream about any of your WIPs?

not sure if i've ever dreamt about a wip, but i do get new ideas in my sleep sometimes lol

17. Do any of your WIPs have particular complexities that your other fics don't?

alive shannon will have switching povs which i rarely do, so it's gonna be a challenge to write three distinct voices - and diving into Shannon's head and feelings and motivations will also definitely be hard

18. Which WIP is the funniest or has the most humour?

I think sick eddie - he's so ridiculously stubborn and difficult istg haha or buddie coffee shop with how fucking awkward buck's being

19. Do any of your WIPs contain outside POVs or a deep dive on a character other than the main ship? How are you finding that process?

yep, once again, alive shannon - it's as much a buddie fic as it is a shannon fic, so it's not exactly outside pov, bc I'm just excited to focus on her equally as much, on how she's settling into their lives, becoming a better mom, being involved in Chris' life - she's gonna have as much focus as buddie sns it's not easy, bc it's alternating povs and once I get stuck in Eddie's head it's hard to leave, but so far it's been fun

20. Tell us one thing we don't know about one or more of your WIPs

uhhh, I think I share like everything lol okay, so maybe: alive shannon will definitely go at least up until s4 and will include Eddie dating Ana 👀 purely bc I want a buddie-shipping Shannon to be like wtf eddie??? also, there will be more than one mcd in the death cast fic and coffee buddie was loosely inspired by a small thing from luke cage lol

no pressure tags: @daffi-990 @fortheloveofbuddie @elvensorceress @gaydiaz @diazass @thebravebitch @silentxxsoul @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @arthursdent @diazblunt @911onabc @eddiediaztho @housewifebuck @lover-of-mine @gayhoediaz @rogerzsteven @watchyourbuck @hoodie-buck @monsterrae1 @ladydorian05 @forthewolves @honestlydarkprincess @wildlife4life @theotherbuckley @weewootruck @thewolvesof1998 @disasterbuckdiaz @loserdiaz @underwater-ninja-13 @giddyupbuck @hippolotamus @eowon @callaplums @spotsandsocks

[darkfictionjude]

Etymology nonnie here!

Now I'm really interested on playing the demo. But I'll wait.

Luce seems to be a very different MC to what I had in mind. They seem rather a lovable and cherished person. I almost feel tempted to believe they could be played as the kind of goodie two shoes I often play... If it wasn't because this is a Mafia IF. At least, I think, some grey morality is to be expected.

Yet, it's hard for me to not conceive Luce as this kind of lovable person. I mean, their nickname literally means "light", and while I understand it's possible for that to have negative associations, which often are specific to a particular piece of media, in most cases light is considered a good thing.

This seems to be the opposite situation to WWC MC. At least, in the surface. But this is a Mafia related family, and your writing, so I expect some disfunctional family drama. Also, you've mentioned an incident. I have no idea what it could be. And I'm questioning myself if it's going to be an event of which we will get more information as the story goes, or just the backstory (or both: is the backstory, and we get some information, but as the story goes more data is given to us, which is almost what happens in WWC and the incident of 1992, if I recall correctly).

There is also the fiancé(e) situation. It's really interesting for them to not be an RO. I can just assume either (since you confirmed Sam does not die at the beginning):

1) Sam or Luce do something that demands the break of the betrothal. Like cheating or something of that sort. Or maybe something more violent (although I doubt would physically abuse Luce, simply because of the possible consequences that could fall to them from hurting Luce).

2) The marriage is for convenience only, and has little validity. Luce and Sam are then free to romance anyone they want, as long as they do it discreetly. Personally I doubt this is the case (although it does remind me of the setup of some IFs), simply because the other characters and the setting are too conservative for such a dynamic (unless it's only agreed between both Luce and Sam, and everyone else is none the wiser). But it would be an interesting relationship dynamic nonetheless.

3) Following from 2, the marriage can also be a lavender marriage for Sam (and/or Luce, depending on customization, maybe). So, both are free to have relationships outside of the marriage and the marriage is a front. And so Sam and Luce are friends. I do like this dynamic a lot, and it would be, perhaps, the case for my own Luce, since I always play as a gay man (since that's what I am in real life).

4) Either Sam or Luce are kidnapped or something on those lines, and so the betrothal does not continue because of this. I doubt this is the case, not because it's unlikely for either to get kidnapped, but because it could be complicated to fit as the beginning incident. And because it makes Luce an asshole if Sam is kidnapped and they began to have something with someone else in the meanwhile. Which is not something I'm against to, but it would be a weird thing to force in an IF, I guess.

5) Sam has to leave for whatever reason. If male maybe he has to do military service or something. But I don't know what to do with a female Sam. In any case, I think this has some likelihood, but it's a bit weird too.

6) Sam breaks up with Luce for whatever reason (may be amicable, or nasty). They remain a character present in the story, but they just don't continue being romantically involved.

Alas, there are many possibilities. And me theorizing does not get me closer to the answer. I'll just have to wait.

That said, I've fantasizing about the idea of my Luce in particular being a very loving and kind fiancé. Like pampering and romantic. But, in truth, he is not straight. He believes he is because of his environment and how he was raised, but then... Boom, begins to feel attracted to a man. And his world is upside down.

As of now, I'm unsure if I'll go for Dante or Lazlo. Dante feels like a fun unhinged character to romance, but I'm not fully convinced as of yet by his concept. I probably need to see how he is written before deciding, however. As for Lazlo, while the name reminds of a cartoon (Lazlo's camp), and I'm not that big of a fun of the name (nothing against it, I just don't vibe with it that much, although I enjoy it's Hungarian roots... A link with Imre, perhaps?), I'm fascinated by the concept of his character. Simply because there is obvious angst. Which is worsened because the obvious happy ending where Lazlo becomes officially a son of Antonio (by marrying Luce) is simply impossible because I'm playing as a man. And they both may envy each other, and want to trade places in a way... Maybe I'll romance Lazlo first. Then again, I'll have restraint and wait for the demo before making any choices.

Finally, I know you are put in a weird spot when we comment about our MCs names, since is not something you control. That said, I've been thinking about my Luce's name. Obviously it has to be something Italian, or at least an adaptation to English of an Italian name. And I'll probably want something that begins with "L" or "Lu" or "Luc-" so the nickname can also make sense with both their personality and their real name.

But so far I have not decided yet what I want. So I'll probably comment something about it in the future. Funnily enough, all the names I'm thinking about are also Spanish names, at least for spelling. It reminds me of my days studying romance languages historical Linguistics for fun. Good memories.

Since I have not asked a question (well, I do basically try to figure out the situation with Sam, but it's clear you want to keep it a secret for now, so you won't answer that), so, I'll ask something. So far, what has been the most interesting theme/character/character dynamic of EC to you? And is there something you are very excited to share and yet no one has brought up? It may be too early for that, yet I'll ask anyway.

Yeah “light” can be both a good and a bad. It can bring joy or burn you. It’s a crossroads of what Luce can be. And yes I want to give the sense that Luce has a fairly good life, they’re loved. But you can’t be a healthy family when your relatives torture and kill people it’s dysfunctional by the very nature of their wealth. Is your father a good father if he hugs you with the hands he uses to strangle someone else? To me it would be too simple to have a crime family and that they all hate each other and are a abusive like the Crowns, it’s more fun and fascinating if they by all intents and purposes are a loving family

Lazlo is just because I like how unusual it is. It doesn't have any connection to Imre or WWC, as I don't want that and because they don't take place in the same universe. EC and OHYS are the only ones set in the same world

Ah the Big Sam Mystery continues…

To the most interesting theme is how far can a person be willing to go for revenge? And then when they get it what happens next? Can they ever go back to what they were before? Or are they lost in what they’ve become?

To my most interesting character is probably Dante due to his sheer insanity, the most interesting dynamic though is of Luce and a person who I haven’t mentioned yet they aren’t in the intro but who starts a bit of a cat and mouse game with Luce

An interesting thing for this game is that you can become a mafia boss or you can pretend to be one, two different streams of motivation and gameplay, one leads to revenge and the other to justice

[bodycountgame]

hey so previous anon again. So basically I really like this demo so far, I think it's a really cool premise, I really like the characters and overall think it's really well written. However I kinda have some concern about the way it seems who dies will be handled.

I know that you've said there's the possiblity of adding in the ability to swap a character you want to romance for a substitute victim, but I feel like that still isn't a great solution, as it means if someone gets unlucky and their choice of RO gets killed off early, they're pretty much locked out from taking things slow (or at least as slow as you can in a dating show murder mystery), and also means if you can't decide you might only have like one or two chapters to make that descision. Like for example if I know I want to romance [REDACTED] or am deciding between multiple people including them, I basically only have 1 day to decide if I want to romance them and start romancing.

So getting to my actual question. Have you considered giving the player more control over who dies? Either in like a direct "You find a body, it's [insert choice]" or a more indirect way, where like your actions determine who ends up in the wrong place at the wrong time. I realize it's probably a dumb question and the answer is yes, but I figured it probably couldn't hurt to ask.

(Also sorry if you've answered this here before, I tried looking but couldn't find anything, or if I misunderstood how something about the variable deaths would currently work.)

Also not part of my original question but something that has since popped up on reread. Would it be possible to add an option to skip the beach date in chapter 3? Like the way I'm playing my character, I feel like her response would be "I don't care if the show must go on, I literally just saw someone die, the only way your getting my there is by physically dragging me (though version of the date where you've been physically dragged along and are not happy about it would also work).

thanks for resending prev anon!

to answer your first question in the fewest possible words, yes i have considered it, but i don't think it's really feasible for me to achieve as a solo dev.

in order to have any victim be able to be one of many different characters, the amount of variation that would follow to account for who is and is not still present would be really enormous. body count is already a story that hinges on variation (at least, i think that's one of the cool things about it, others may feel differently lmao) and i just think that further complication would make it so incredibly challenging to actually complete. i've talked before about possibly going back when i have a completed first draft of the story to add in some amount of variation (i.e. one character that could be swapped in for any one death, most likely), but even that isn't a given.

as for your second question, there is already a way to skip the beach dates, but it depends in your choices in the conversation with avery. i could definitely reframe it so a sadder MC also has the option to stay behind, though - i think that would probably make sense for quite a few MCs. my main concern with avery just letting them go straight back to their room would i guess just be that the chapter would feel very short? idk - i'll definitely ruminate on it, though.

[tokio-luce]

Hi it's my first time posting a story on Tumblr I decided to try to write a Paul Stanley x Ace Frehley story if you don't like this content please ignore it (this story is based on a movie with the same name)

Two meters from you

First communication sample: Security, trust, comfort, everything in the soft touch of our skin, they give us comfort, they can give us pleasure and love is very important in every aspect of our lives but I was never aware until I couldn't have it

You should wear tighter pants so he can see all the merchandise, you know what I mean- he said smiling sideways while his friend puts on twenty different shades of red.

Paul you are a damn pervert sometimes- he said laughing playfully pushing his friend while he laughed, the room was full of some posters of rock bands as well as some stars that glow in the dark, an acoustic guitar resting next to the bed would seem like a normal room but what breaks that illusion is that it is a hospital room in New York.

-It's a shame I can't see him in person, you know- said Paul as he put some fries in his mouth, Eric stopped laughing and made a sad face Paul had planned that trip for months but he relapsed and had to go back to the hospital.

-Yes it sucks, you know the guys and I had thought about including you in a video call at least- he said looking at his friend Paul simply smiles at Eric- Hey don't worry about it I'll be fine go calm have fun and use protection- he said laughing while Eric pushes him but he also laughs.

-Keep it up don't bring anything smuggled again Stanley- He threatened his friend making Paul stop laughing.

-Eric Singer no, don't you dare you little bastard you know the food in this place is disgusting you're supposed to be my friend- he said dramatically while putting his hand on his forehead in an exaggerated way as if he was going to faint.

They talked a little more before Eric left after he left. Paul put his nasal cannula back in. He sighed and picked up his guitar and continued with the song he had started writing the other day. He was distracted when someone knocked on the door.

"How are you, favorite patient?" said a nurse with curly hair, tall, a little heavyset and with makeup that would be appropriate for a club, but of course she doesn't care.

"Hey Velvet." Paul smiles at the nurse. She and her brother have always been nice to Velvet, well, especially. Gene almost never spoils him like his twin sister does.

"Oh, that's new, isn't it? That's your best work yet," he said, looking at the corkboard in the room filled with Paul's artwork according to Velvet.

In which room is Eric- she said looking at her phone, while Velvet checked Paul's vital signs -In 191 honey - once Velvet finished she left Paul's medication cart but without first leaving you a shake that he shouldn't drink but that wouldn't hurt him

If you don't drink it now the devil will come and take it from you- she said while smiling- Vel aren't you worried that your brother will get angry- Paul asked already knowing her answer- Oh Honey you already know where Gene can hide his opinions

That made Paul laugh for a while, after organizing his medication and being busy a little longer with his guitar and starting to write a couple of songs he heard the door open this time it was Gene he's a tall man with curly black hair he looks intimidating but he's not.

Hello Gene-Paul sat on the bed so that Gene could take the blood samples that they take from him almost all the time, that was a routine all the time, of the few good things that Paul had in the hospital, the friendship that he had developed with the Simmons twins was something invaluable to him, he could always talk for hours with people about music and some comics while with Velvet he could talk about fashion and sometimes...boys.

Thanks Gene, what would I do without you? Paul said laughing. Die. Gene said laughing.

Velvet asked me to tell you that there is a new baby upstairs- Gene said before smiling at Paul and leaving the room. Minutes later, Paul went out into the hallway with his mask, gloves, and his oxygen bag. He greeted the nurses and the doctor. He already knew them by name. As he passed by the rooms, he passed by room 191. There he saw his friend Eric Carr asleep in his bed. He smiled and continued walking. But when he passed by a room, he saw a tall, thin boy with brown hair who was talking to a couple in bed.

Pete, don't make noise or you and I will get into trouble. -He said laughing while the couple did the same, for a moment their eyes met, Paul ignored him and continued walking greeting Freddie and other patients while he arrived at the newborn ward, Paul has always liked children at least in the hospital it could be like seeing them for him it was something poetic to see us the beginning of a new life a person whose path makes itself with each step.

While looking at the babies he hears someone come in, Paul didn't pay attention to the person who came in.

Hi, I saw you going up there, your stuff was a lot, are you going to be around here a lot? - he said in a relaxed tone, Paul didn't feel like talking much now-So you're deaf?- he said and Paul answered.

Shouldn't you supervise your guests? You rent your room by the hour - he said without even looking at the boy

The boy laughed out loud- Wow, I was going to introduce myself but with that attitude I don't think so- he said smiling sideways

What do you think doing whatever you want makes you a tough guy? - he said finally looking at the boy- Oh you think I'm a tough guy, not a poodle?

What did you just call me? You know it's disgusting that you let your friends use your room to have sex- Paul said annoyed

You have problems with sex? - the boy said laughing- Oh you're a virgin poodle- he said smiling mockingly.

"It's not your business and I have no problem with sex," said Paul, focusing on the babies again.

Well then I'll take it as a common point between us," said the boy looking at Paul. "We have nothing in common," replied Paul.

Wow you are so cold - said laughing

Gene entered the ward. -Ace, what are you doing up here? Go back to your room. You both know the rules. Two meters apart- Paul quickly put on his mask that has stars on it.

By the way, poodle, I'm Ace Frehley. You should relax, it's just life. It won't hurt you. Live in the moment, star boy," he said, putting on his mask that had silver and blue rays and then he left the room, leaving Paul and Gene alone.

He also has fibrosis- Ask Gene and he nods-B. cepacia is here for a clinical trial. You should stay away from him. If he infects you, you'll lose the chance of a lung transplant and that worries me.- Paul simply continues to watch the babies, assimilating Gene's words

[sussoro]

hello!! please tell me more about your detective for M who’s gonna freak out when they say ily because that reaction and the aftermath is going to be so so good 💆🏻‍♀️💆🏻‍♀️💆🏻‍♀️

hello to you too! hope you're doing well 💕 i'm really sorry it took me so long to reply, but i needed to sort through my very confusing thoughts to give them some sort of consistency, sjksjks. if you guys ever find yourselves curious about any of my ocs (which you can easily find here) please, do not hesitate to ask! i just love talking aimlessly about them and receiving these types of questions makes my heart all fuzzy and warm, so thank you for taking an interest in one of my wayhaven detectives!

okay, you didn't ask for my stupid rambles (and i swear one day i'll stop — *insert the 'today is not that day' meme*) so here are some facts:

RUE PARKER

‘the wayhaven chronicles’ canon

personality stats: sarcastic, easygoing & charming (also: not really a stickler for the rules and authority in general);

professional skills: deduction, science & combat — no matter what she's doing or how many times she's done it, the results will always be perfect and spot on;

rebecca → relationship status: not overly bad. honestly? could be better, but it could be much, much worse (personal note #1: rebecca is not my favourite character in the series and i'd probably be happier if she had died already — fingers crossed for book 5, sorry-not-sorry, becky — or, at least, if the narrative/characters would stop forcing the readers/mc to forgive her);

tina & verda → relationship status: best pals. her ride-or-die squad;

felix → relationship status: best friend. she found a mischievous kindred soul to relate with and if you ever encounter them together... run (there's this scene at the beginning of book 3, where adam/ava asks why the werewolves attacked them and rue answered with: "i may have made one teeny sarcastic comment", causing adam's/ava's soul to leave their body, lol);

bobby → relationship status: ex-boyfriend (personal note #2: i've always hated that the mc's gender/sexuality is what determines the ros' and bobby's gender) — she's not bothered by him at all, but since her responses are very sarcastic, well... rest in peace, robert marks;

mason → relationship status: a big, bright question mark;

personal canon

if i have to choose a few words to describe her, i'd say: naturally talented, wild card & big dick energy;

hyperactive little kid — couldn't stay still at all. always exploring the world around her, climbing up some tree/furniture or hiding somewhere in the house/backyard to play (the sitters tasked with keeping an eye on her went batshit crazy all. the. time);

as i said here, rue is extremely smart, often prone to boredom if something is not mentally challenging/stimulating enough (which can also be applied to her romantic relationships);

if you ever need someone to cut out some tension (or spike it up even more), she is the right gal for you. unfortunately, 99% of the time, the saying 'taking things seriously' is not part of her vocabulary (e.g. in book 3, when finding out about the trappers' bounty, she says: "how much am i worth?"). what can i say, she really likes to have a good time;

sarcasm is her default mode, plus she always downplays her feelings/emotions by either ignoring them or making badly-timed jokes;

rarely bothered by anything (e.g. in book 3, during the 'fight' with mason/morgan at the bakery, rue replies with: "me being naked is way more important to you") plus, not a jealous person ever (alima included, when she'll make her appearance);

was in an on-again/off-again relationship with bobby. after a while, though, she got exceedingly bored by the monogamous lifestyle and decided to dump his ass;

never had serious relationships/fell in love before — this is partly because: a) she's a free-spirited person & b) she's scared shitless of commitment (mostly caused by rook's death and seeing what that did to rebecca). in a sense, she and mason are quite similar;

just thinking about the word 'love' has her panicking really bad (i.e. after the 'date' at the antique shop), so when mason will inevitably confess his feelings to her... the only way i can see this going is with rue assuming it's all some kind of prank but, once her huge brain will catch on the fact that mason is not exactly the joking type, she will get cold feet and blearily say: "uhh, thank you, i guess?". after realizing what she has said/done, she will skedaddle so fast that the only thing people are going to see is an indistinctive, blurry form (later, she will definitely wish for an asteroid to hit her);

likes to sing everywhere: in the shower, at her workplace, inside the car, you name it (and she's also very good at hitting those high notes too — while she was attending the police academy, 'the karaoke incident' happened and no one beside her and tina knows the truth about it. verda is still trying to unsuccessfully bribe them to know what took place);

excellent chef — loves to cook/bake when she has some free time (she just thinks the entire process is pretty neat, starting with a few ingredients to achieve a full-on meal);

[bloodlegacies]

What if the MC dies during childbirth and leaves behind a child who will look exactly like them? MC 2.0.

What will Eleazar feel and what thoughts will he have?

Is it possible to get an answer to this question from his pov?

Yep, and this headcanon can be a little bit bigger, because I wanted to make it that way. I can't say I'll always do headcanons like this, because this one is a little bit long, and I already plan to do some short stories at some point, and there will be an Eleazar pov in this third chapter. But here it is.

And let's say that ro was not present at the moment and just Eleazar and the doctors.

There was no heartbeat… There was no breathing…

These facts kept running through his mind while Eleazar sat beside his child, holding their cold hand in his. The bed didn't move, and the sounds inside the room were of the doctors and nurses, and a baby crying. But there was another sound too, a small one, so low that no one would notice it unless they looked into the face of Petrus' Commander, the face of a father, the face of someone in anguish who didn't dare utter a single sob, but didn't need to.

The sound of countless tears falling on the bloodstained sheet was obvious enough. Eyes glazed over the body of his child, the child he had watched grow, while his lips were frowning, an expression of both anger and hurt on his face.

tHe should have done more, maybe a better doctor, maybe… something! He should have done more, anything. But… There was no more, there was nothing more to be done…

" My lord?" One of the doctors called out, approaching the old man at the bedside.

" Get out." His voice was hoarse, tremulous. Eleazar mentally kicked himself for being so weak, for showing such vulnerability. It was foolish, he had trained so hard not to be like this… and it was enough to see his child's breathing and pulse stop to break him.

"Emotions can be used, don't be weak."His father's voice sounded.

Eleazar's fist closed on the sheet. "Get out of here." He ordered, his voice firm, even if his heart wasn't.

"But -"

"Get out of here!" Eleazar exclaimed, glaring furiously at the doctor, not caring that tears were coming down violently.

The doctor didn't check this time, but when Eleazar noticed that they were taking the baby, he said." Give me the child." He ordered. He may be crying, he may be in pain, and he may be being as pathetic as possible, but there's no way he's going to let the baby that his son/daughter had to die to have leave the hands of someone other than himself; it's not safe for the baby.

The nurse hesitated, but Eleazar looked at her in such a way that made her hurry up and offer him the child. Eleazar swallowed hard at the sight of the baby's face, it was a perfect mirror image of the person he had just lost.

He raised his hands, still sitting on the bed, he took the baby as carefully as possible, without pressure, and held it in his arms and close to his chest. The tears were still coming, but he held them back, and noticing the presence of the others, he looked at them and almost growled as he spoke." Leave the room, now." His voice was still hoarse, but no longer shaky, instead there was a deadly tone in his voice. It wasn't just an order, there was a silent threat in those eyes.

Everyone left, and only he and the baby and the lifeless body of his heirs remained.

Eleazar looked into the baby's face, and curiously the baby looked at him in silence, a calm expression on his face. Eleazar snorted. "At least one of us is not crying anymore." he whispered. The baby smiled, giggling slightly and reaching out to touch his face, and Eleazar couldn't help but soften his gaze.

[rosetheex-editor]

(OOC WARNING. THIS TRANSCRIPT FEATURES A SUICIDE ATTEMPT PLEASE READ BELOW THE CUT AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.)

[Video transcript begin.]

[The transcript begins with the camera sitting against something at an angle where only the top of a person's torso is visible, the person is wearing a bloody shirt, and all though their face is not visible their hair is stained red from all the blood.]

?: It's my fault… Even if zey came back they probably gave zem a third strike…

[Voice identified: Ness Kylie Hoffson.]

Ne: It's all my fault, Sarah, Mari, Rose, Henry, Cassius, Ophelia…

[Ness begins walking back and forth along the roof.]

Ne: I just had to be better, think more, not be so FUCKING USELESS…

[Ness stops, looking down over what appears to be an edge.]

Ne: Now, I'll fix it. No one has to worry about me being a failure anymore. No one has to worry about me running away.

[Faint footsteps are heard behind the camera as Ness begins wobbling on the edge.]

Ne: Rose… I'm really sorry I'm giving up here, I can't follow you on this adventure anymore… Goodbye.

[As Ness begins falling, someone hops into frame and grabs her shirt, seemingly holding on for dear life.]

Ne: Wha- HINA LET GO!

?: Not happening, please give me five minutes just five!

[Voice identified: Hina.]

Ne: NO!

H: FOUR MINUTES AND A CHOCOLATE BAR!

Ne: THREE MINUTES AND TWO CHOCOLATE BARS.

H: FINE.

[Hina pulls Ness back up, both of them sitting down as Hina pulls two chocolate bars out of her bag and hands them to Ness.]

Ne: Clocks ticking.

H: Ok first, you realize no one hates you rig-

[Ness cuts hina off instantly.]

Ne: I hate myself.

H: … No one is mad you've been running away, Mari understood it when you ran after Sarah's disappearance.

Ne: Wha-

H: It's true.

Ne: Then what about Ros-

H: The look in her eye, she would have gone no matter what.

Ne: OR CASSIU-

H: You tried, I don’t think anyone could have broken that glass without tools.

Ne: OR OPHELI-

H: You were in shock.

[Hina checks the time, placing her phone right back down.]

H: No one is mad at you, no one hates you.

[Ness looks down, seemingly upset about something else.]

Ne: I lied…

H: What?

Ne: I lied about what I said in the phone call the night… Leanne died...

H: Ness wha-

Ne: I LIED! TOM MADE ME LIE TO MARI! THEY WATCHED THEIR MOM DIE BECAUSE OF ME! I KNEW WHAT TOM WAS DOING IT’S ALL MY FAU-

[Hina cuts Ness off with a hug, Ness struggling to get out. Ness begins sobbing.]

H: I… I don't think they'll hate you, you were forced. It wasn't your choice…

Ne: I… I should have done something…

H: You couldn't, it's fine… Please just come down.

Ne: I…

H: I'll give you the box of cookies my school gave me?

Ne: [Muffled.] Fine…

[Both of them slowly stand up, and begin walking out of frame. The phone is left there for 15 minutes automatically ending the transcript.]

[End transcript.]

[forensicated]

Gina: Ah, just the man I want to see. Has the new superintendent arrived yet? Smithy: Well if she has, I haven't seen her. Erm, just wanted to remind you that I'm booked off early today, it's the er, the erm dentist. He said that er that it's really important that I get my tooth done, cos er, it's a ro-root canal. Gina: Right, well I'll just have to do without you then, won't I...

Reg: To be fair, the man did die... Dan: So? You're supposed to sit there whilst some nutter attacks you? Gina: Sergeant! Smithy: Ma'am? Gina: A word. Why didn't you tell me Superintendent Prosser had arrived? I ended up looking a right prat. Now she thinks we're all incompetent and we can't communicate! Smithy: *looks lost for words* Gina: Thank you very much Smithy... *gestures for him to leave*

Zain: Hotel security have managed to corner him, but he's loose somewhere in the hotel. Dan: Cool. Zain: I'm glad you think so, because your job is to knock on every door and make sure he isn't hiding under a bed, or shower curtain. What? Did you think CID was all glamour and girls? Chop Chop! Smithy: Y'know what? If I could spend the rest of my life in this hotel room with you, I would. Living off the mini bar, and the complementary continental breakfasts. Louise: *laughs* You're such a romantic. Smithy: I do my best. Smithy: I should take the afternoon off work more often. Louise: I bet you do this kind of thing all the time. Smithy: Oh, every day of the week, different hotel with a different bird. But none of them mean as much to me as you do. Louise: Dale? Any idea why there are police cars outside? Smithy: *runs over and looks* Dan: *knocks* Mr and Mrs Smith? It's PC Casper from Sun Hill. Smithy: Erm, it's Dan... Louise: You know him! Smithy: Of course I know him! Louise: I can't be seen here! Smithy: What! And I can? Louise: You haven't got a husband...Just a minute, we're not decent. Smithy: What did you do that for! Now he knows there's someone here! *sighs and hurries to the door, looking through the peep hole, pulling the dressing gown on* Dan: *opens his mouth to speak and laughs* ...Smithy! Thought you were at the dentist? Smithy: Yeah, well I'm here with a friend. Dan: A woman? Smithy: Well yeah, course it's a woman! Dan: *looks over Smithy's shoulder* Very nice! So who is she? Smithy: None of your business, what you doing here? Dan: There's been a series of breakins, in the rooms here...Security guards had the guy cornered, but he got away. ...He's still on the premises. IC 1 Male, about 5'8 Smithy: Yeah, but he ain't hiding in here, is he! Dan: Oh, course not...sorry. Smithy: So who else is here? Dan: Roger, Steve, Zain... Smithy: Right, ok...do me a favour, keep this to yourself. Dan: Mate, my lips...*mimes a zip* Anyway, look, I owe you one for keeping quiet about the *whispers* Rochelle thing... Smithy: Well I hardly think this is the same as you and your affair with the Borough commander's wife. Dan: Married's maried, Mr and Mrs Smith! Seriously, your secrets safe with me. By the way, nice legs... Her that is, not you. Louise: Great. How am I supposed to get out of here with your Sun Hill mates swarming around the place. Smithy: They're not swarming!

Zain: Still, it's good you're doing your homework. If you're going to steal the mans wife, the least you can do is find out who he is. Smithy: *shakes his head and glares at Zain* Don't push it...

Louise: You're scared of how you feel. You're scared it's too good to be true. Smithy: Well....yeah. *nods* ...It is.

Smithy: So how'd you feel now your treatments over? Gina: You know me...strong as an ox. Smithy: But how long you gotta wait to get some results? Gina: One month. Then a quick checkup. Smithy: Alright... Gina: 3 months till D-Day, but who's counting...We're here for a celebration, not to talk about my cancer.

Tony: Hello Merv! How's it going! Merv: Never have met a Sun Hill copper who could hold his drink... Smithy: And you ain't gonna find one in here! Merv: Manager called, said there was a bunch of troublemakers bothering his customers. Smithy: Er, you just missed 'em... Smithy: Oh come on Merv, what you after?! Plonker of the year or something?

Merv: So pay the bill and then we can avoid any embarrassment *takes Gina's arm* Smithy: OI! Easy Merv *goes to get Gina who throws a drink over Merv* Gina: It was a joke! No! It wasn't a joke... it was an accident!

Smithy: *slumps against the bar* Sheelagh: *chuckles and slaps his back* Smithy: You were bloody lucky you got a result today, you know that! Sheelagh: Could have been a lot worse if I hadn't had Gabriel talking sense to me... Smithy: *scoffs and downs his drink* Gabriel... Sheelagh: No, seriously, he was right there when I needed him...I keep telling him he should push for Sgt... Smithy: Sheelagh? Do me a favour, stop banging on about Gabriel. Sheelagh: Smithy, what is your problem with Gabriel? You've never liked him, have you! Smithy: I mean it. Shut up. Sheelagh: Even after he risked his life pulling you out of that fire, you still won't give him the time of day... Smithy: What? And you think he's the Archangel, is that it? Sheelagh: No. But I do think he'd make a damn good Sergeant, what's the matter with that? Smithy: The day they give three stripes to a rapist is the day I hand mine in. Sheelagh: What? Smithy: You heard. Kerry accused your boyfriend of raping her. How else do you think she was pregnant with his kid?

Yvonne: Losers can by the beer all night, and you can chuck in a curry... And I'm talking quality, not quantity, Dan. Dan: Whatever you say *grins*

Dan: Easy tiger, you wanna think of your blood pressure. Roger: Actually I'm thinking about all the beers we're going to have to buy. Dan: Why'd they leave the car? Roger: Didn't have much choice. They had a puncture. Dan: Oh, what a shame...

Bloke: Come on...you're not gonna do me for them? It wouldn't be worth the paperwork... Roger: Well normally no, not for me...but my friend here, he lives for form filling. Dan: Oh he's right...love it!

Dan: We're at that location now...and if you see Yvonne, you can tell her she just lost the bet... Dean: Will do... Prosser: What did he mean she just lost the bet? Dean: No idea, ma'am

Dan: Makes him a nut job if you ask me Gina: The income tax that nut job has paid has been spent on your education, PC Casper. Not money well spent if you ask me!

Dan: Is there nothing else we can do for them ma'am? Gina: Careful PC Casper you're in danger of developing a conscience... Smithy: *to Gina* Drinking on duty, and now smoking on duty? Smithy: ...Shall I buy you a cup of coffee? Gina: Maybe later, I'm going to take early refs... Smithy: *sees Gina arriving after the SO19 cock up* *smirks* You're a good half hour too late...

Gina: Oh! And where have you been for the past hour? Smithy: You're not the only one who use the old 'I'm on ref's' excuse... So er, how did it go with the er ...Super? Gina: Surprisingly well. Not only did I get an apology, but also 'well done'! Smithy: Blimey...I was expecting blood and guts. Gina: Well I should stand by with the mop and bucket, because she has an interview with the Borough Commander. Smithy and Gina: Oooooh!

[taintedsoul-if]

Hi hi! Miss Softheartedlady 😆🤗

LOL all of these Trysten/Trista asks makes me sad for my MC

Karma will find its way to Trysten/Trista and Yesenia 😈 I can feel it 👀🤭

Btw, can we have a small theater where we burn these two in our minds, I would love to see that even tho it's only an imagination 😂😈🔥

You mentioned that we can't kill Yesenia then is it possible for Cadmus/Atticus to kill her well... since they're ancient and powerful? 👀 jk but "what if" do you think it's possible? (without the protagonist's halo)

I would love to try all the ROs routes but I can't find myself trying Trysten/Trista route. it's just... I can't handle their personality and how they treat MC and the angst my God 😂🏃‍♀️ tho I love the angst when it comes to Cadmus 🤭 I don't think I can handle these tortures... For me, Trysten/Trista is an example of a big walking red flag 🏃‍♀️🥲🚩🚩🚩🚨

Hi. ☺.

Oh Yes! Karma will be fucking Trysten/Trista a hundred ways into next week!

When Yesenia finds out that the MC is currently seeing someone else, she's going to try to work her charm on the RO the MC is dating. When Yesenia met Atticus for the first time, a few years ago she felt as if a powerful man like that should belong to her. He should kneel at her feet and do her every bidding! Yesenia has tried to enter Atticus mind once, just so that she could rewrite a few of his memories. When Yesenia entered his sea of consciousness, what she saw terrified her to the core. In the dark, a pair of [REDACTED] looked at her. "Next time we'll kill you if you ever attempt to do something like this." An ominous maniacal voice said, from out of the darkness. Yesenia went mad for one day, tormented by images of carnivorous creatures feasting on her body. What she saw that day, nobody knows but ever since then, she keeps herself far far away from Atticus.

Cadmus and Atticus don't even need to raise their hand to deal with such a small fish. Just one command, is all they need. "Die." And Yesenia will be plummeting to her death. So yes and yes it is possible. 👀👀

I love me some Cadmus angst too. He shouted at the MC in chapter1. My heart felt very uncomfortable! I felt myself shed a small drop of tears. I couldn't help wondering why he was so mean to them. Depending on the choices readers choose, it will either raise these stats Romance. Friendship. Resentment. 👀👀.

Tell me about it! I've had someone ask me over and over again why I made them an RO?! I don't like this character one bit. 🙄. ME neither, when I was thinking about this character, I told myself not every RO should have a happy ending. A new soul entered the body, with that being said if a reader decides to go after the life the OH lived in the past, let them experience exactly what the OH experienced in their past life. Because being with Trysten/Trista is an act of betrayal! But still, I am recommending this route, cause I am going all out. Soon there'll be little anons sending in ask in my box, with tears, snot, and blood dripping down their little faces. 🤣😂. I'll probably be on their hate list soon. But I am owning it! *struts around like a peacock.*

Little threatre:

Yesenia: Who?

Trysten/Trista: *trying to free hand* You're quite bold! Whomever you are, let us go and we'll keep our mouths shut about what happened here.

MC: ...... *walks out of the darkness*

Trysten/Trista: MC let us go.

MC: *snorted a laugh* tusk. Tusk. Tusk. Your royal highness, this is what my mother felt like when your royal family cornered her, making her feel as if she had no choice. *aggressively squeeze Trysten/Trista's cheek* did you have fun? Did you have fun sucking the life out of her?

Trysten/Trista: *grits teeth*

MC: I want you and your white lotus to feel what my mother felt in her last moments.

Yesenia: *tensed* wh-what do you mean.

MC: *removes a glowing purple flame from pocket* I got this from an old man, I saved a few months back. He said that this flame is very dangerous, before humans were bestowed the powers of the gods, this was used to torture them. I heard that it's twice as harsh when used on a Phasron. So I kept it, just in case it might come in handy one day.

Trysten/Trista: y-you put that down.

MC: the old man said, first it burns the bones in one's body to ash, then the internal organ, slowly it will melt the skin off their body. 🤔 not sure if he was telling the truth, so let's try it first on Yesenia, and you and I will watch it together. *heart eyes*.

Yesenia: *cries pitifully* your royal highness save me!

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Alright thank you for the ask and have a wonderful day! Sorry, it took me a bit of time to answer... 👀👀

[atrial-ofhorror-if]

Hello everyone!! I'm back with another Monthly Update. October really did fly by didn't it?

Progress Update

So, I've made some progress! Progress that I'm not exactly happy with but I'm moving at a snail's pace. Percentage-wise, here's where I'm at;

Search and Destroy(Marks Route): 1%

To be Well (Alex's Route): 25%

Intermission 1 (TBA): 1%

Saw veirse use this method, so I'm gonna adapt to using it as well 🤌🏿🤌🏿

I'm officially at 30k+ words and counting, 5k of that is a portion of Intermission 1. With that being said, this update is going to be BIG, bigger than I anticipated. Because of this, I went ahead and decided to only publish Episode 1 and a piece of the Intermission. When I tell y'all I was fighting demons coming to this decision...

I originally wanted to publish all of Episode 1, Intermission 1, and a piece of Episode 2. But realistically, it's a goal I can't reach.

I'm hoping I'll reach at least Late December as a deadline but realistically... that ain't gone happen either 😅😅 cause it has to go through 3 or 4 edits (I'm actually gonna sit and edit this time ok! 🥴🥴😤😤) and then get uploaded into twine, sent to beta testers and then edited again!

So the tentative release date is... IDK yet. I'm sorry y'all and I love y'all I swear!! (Yall gone hate me with this new update and me pushing this back? Whew...) I just wanted to give myself time to write things out, change them if I don't like them, and then second guess myself on whether that piece was bad or not... its a process 🥴

Clerical Stuff

Not much going on, besides working in local government sucking the life out of you 🤎🤎 I've commissioned another artist to do some work for me in terms of RO portraits. I'm hoping to add them into Twine as character profiles when I get the chance (and when I learn) so I'm super excited about that! I'm also thinking of making some candles based on character scents, cause I need another hobby to destress since it's almost winter and my garden is about to die. So when I get done and get the materials for that, I'll show you guys a picture, I might even do a raffle thing and send them off to you guys 👀👀.

I'll also be looking for some more beta testers as well when I get closer to uploading everything into Twine, so I'll make an announcement for that when I'm ready.

Also! I almost forgot, when you guys send in asks please make sure to like put Spoiler on it! Or hide it underneath a cut. Y'all are too smart and it terrifies me sometimes (I'm looking at you nonnies with the ask about a certain someone 👀👀).

Other than that, I think thats it! Love y'all 🤎🤎

[arcadia-city-stories-if]

Ros as songs from folklore by taylor?

Ok so I did NOT think this was gonna work lol. I'd heard a couple of songs before but I've never been into Taylor Swift so I was skeptical that I'd be able to answer this one, but I do love it when y'all set me homework so I went off for a listen and... actually they kinda work lol.

I can't say for what or why, not all of them would relate directly to the romance route with MC. but they all have at least one song that I was all 'ohh shit that's actually kinda cool' about.

So!

Murphy - Exile

All this time I never learned to read your mind (Never learned to read my mind) I couldn't turn things around (You never turned things around) 'Cause you never gave a warning sign (I gave so many signs) So many signs, so many signs You didn't even see the signs

I think I've seen this film before And I didn't like the ending You're not my homeland anymore So what am I defending now? You were my town Now I'm in exile, seein' you out I think I've seen this film before So I'm leavin' out the side door

Shae - Peace

And you know that I'd swing with you for the fences Sit with you in the trenches Give you my wild, give you a child Give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other

But there's robbers to the east, clowns to the west I'd give you my sunshine, give you my best But the rain is always gonna come if you're standing with me

But I'm a fire, and I'll keep your brittle heart warm If your cascade ocean wave blues come All these people think love's for show But I would die for you in secret The devil's in the details, but you got a friend in me Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?

Callie - Mirrorball

I want you to know I'm a mirrorball I'll show you every version of yourself tonight I'll get you out on the floor Shimmering beautiful And when I break it's in a million pieces

Hush When no one is around, my dear You'll find me on my tallest tiptoes Spinning in my highest heels, love Shining just for you

I'm still a believer but I don't know why I've never been a natural All I do is try, try, try I'm still on that trapeze I'm still trying everything To keep you looking at me

Toni - Cardigan

But I knew you Dancin' in your Levi's Drunk under a streetlight, I I knew you Hand under my sweatshirt Baby, kiss it better, I

And when I felt like I was an old cardigan Under someone's bed You put me on and said I was your favorite

But I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss I knew you'd haunt all of my what-ifs The smell of smoke would hang around this long 'Cause I knew everything when I was young I knew I'd curse you for the longest time

Chasin' shadows in the grocery line I knew you'd miss me once the thrill expired And you'd be standin' in my front porch light And I knew you'd come back to me.

Claude/Claudia - Lakes

Is it romantic how all my elegies eulogize me? I'm not cut out for all these cynical clones These hunters with cell phones

I want auroras and sad prose I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet 'Cause I haven't moved in years And I want you right here A red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground With no one around to tweet it While I bathe in cliffside pools With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief

Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry I'm setting off, but not without my muse No, not without you

[spookytaleanddeltaspooky]

Spookytale: Chapter 1: Welcome to the underground!

REMINDER:

Before you dive into the fic: No this is not just for this ONE chapter, it’s for THE ENTIRE FIC

Rating: T

Warnings: Swearing, Mentioned homophobia, Mentioned abuse, Mentioned NASTY abuse, Mentioned Death (Warnings may change)

Roy woke up and groaned. "uuuuhgh my head..." He rubbed his head and looked around, he saw he landed on a bed of flowers. He staggered upright and dusted himself off. He checked to be sure he still had his backpack on, it was still there with all the contains in there. "Good." He sighed in relief.

Roy then heard a giggling noise. He quickly put the brass knuckles on and twirled around with his hands in fists, ready to defend himself. "Down here tallie." Roy looked down and saw a doll, "What the...?"

"Howdy! I'm happy fella!" The doll winked with it's tongue sticking out a star seemingly floating up as it did so. Roy just looked at it with a 'what the f*** face'. He removed his hat and ran his hand through his hair. "Alright. I must be dreaming or something..." He put his cap back on and folded his arms.

"Your new to the underground aren't cha'? Someone aught to teach you how things work little lady!" Roy growled. "One. I'm like, 10x your size and 2. I. Am. A. Man." Happy fella had a very very slight apologetic look. "Well, I'm mean but I don't disrespect pronouns! Let me rephrase that- Someone aught to teach you how things work little boy!" Roy looked slightly annoyed. "Still annoyed but that's better. Thank you."

"Well, time for the lesson! Ready? Here we go!"

Roy heard an odd sound and suddenly felt like the world beneath him just flipped despite his feet being firmly planted onto the ground. Once the feeling was over the world was completely black and white, the only color being from a heart that floated in front of his chest, it was amber and was glowing, it seamed to have a heartbeat that was in synch with his own.

"Welcome to battle mode! See that heart? That's your SOUL. The very cumulation of your being!" Roy began moving around, the heart following. He found that in 'battle mode' he had limited space to move, being blocked by an invisible wall. Roy shot the doll the stank eye.

"What? Don't look at me like that! Anyways, your SOUL starts off weak but can grow stronger if you gain LV!"

"LV?"

"LV stands for LOVE! You want some LOVE don't you?"

Roy glared. "Well, I want love from my parents but from you not really..."

Happy fella ignored the teenager. "Don't worry, I'll share some with you!" It made that stupid winky face again. Roy scrunched his nose, glaring, sensing something was very wrong. "Thanks but... no thanks."

"I insist! Down here, love is shared though, little white, friendliness pellet's! Move around and catch as many as you can!" It threw an attack at him.

Roy snarled and dodged. "I said I don't want your 'love'. F***ing respect my boundaries!"

Happy fella looked slightly annoyed "Think ya missed them there bud'-" "I AM NOT YOUR "BUD"." "But I know you want it so, lets try again!" It threw a second attack, only for Roy to dodge it again.

Apon seeing this Happy fella was really annoyed now. "Is this a joke?! Are you braindead?!?!" "No. Loser." Roy flipped the bird at it. Happy Fella growled at him. "JUST. RUN. INTO. THE. BULLETS!!!!" It quickly looked at it's text and changed 'bullets' to 'friendliness pellets'. It throwing a third attack.

Roy looked smug. "I knew there was something wrong with you." He said as he dodged.

Happy fella's face suddenly turned to something horrific. "y O u  K n E w  A l L  a L o N g  D i D n T  y O u?" "Yup." Roy popped the 'P'. "h O w?" "When you've been abused as much as I have you'll develop a stronger sense of danger and it'll be easier to tell if something is very wrong." "o H  t H a T s  S a D  b U t  A n Y w A y S  y O u  J u S t  W a N t E d  T o  S e E  m E  s U f F e R  d I d I n T  y O u?" Before Roy could answer, an undodgeable ring of bullets started to surround him. He was going to die!

"D I E." Happy fella began cackling evilly as Roy desperately attempted to escape, he needed to find a way out! The bullets where closing in and he had his fists up while squeezing his arms closer in an attempt to get away.

Roy bared his teeth and screwed his eyes shut as the bullets where just about to hit, but then they suddenly disappeared. He opened his eyes. "What the?" He looked at Happy fella and saw it was just as confused. A bright purple fireball then showed up and set it on fire, it going flying and screaming. Roy cackled with laughter at this rather hilarious sight.

Roy then blinked that topsy-turvy feeling happening again, the world was once more back to normal and that heart was gone. A tall lady with lavender hair, wearing a purple dress then came into view, which Roy thought was odd because she looked human.

"IF YOU COME BACK AND HURT THIS POOR CHILD AGAIN YOU'LL GET A SLIPPER TO THE BUTT." She yelled at the doll. Roy flinched slightly. Apparently she was not a lady to mess with.

"Oh, hello." She said in a jolly voice looking at Roy. "Do not be afraid, I am Lila, caretaker of the Ruins!" Roy was slightly skeptical but he decided to trust her. "Okay..." "What's your name child?" "I'm a teenager. And my name is Leroy, but just Roy is fine."

"I know, but I call all youth 'child' child! And no last name?" Roy shook his head no. He did indeed have a last name but he did not want to be connected to his family anymore.

"Oh, well, Roy, I pass through this place everyday to see if someone new has fallen down. You are the most recent." Roy had a look of awe. "So this is where all the missing kids go?"

"Yup! Although you are the first in a while." Lila made a 'come' gesture. "Come now, I will guide you through the catacombs." Roy still did not fully trust her but he followed.

"This way." She said as the two then walked through what was like a doorway and ended up in a pinkish purple hall with grey stairs ahead. Roy spotted a yellow glowing star, he gave it a tap and suddenly a strong feeling of strength and bravery rushed through his veins as he felt as if he died time would reset to that exact point. A phrase then went through his head as his eyes opened and SOUL brightened quickly.

"Seeing yourself in a brand new world and the shadows of the next step of your adventure fills you with BRAVERY."

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Devotion

Paring: Post RoS!Ben Solo x reader

Summary: When you lost Kylo Ren to the light, he lost you to the dark.  With the war now over, you have to decide if you can make it work, or if you’re too far gone to go back to him.

Word count: 1826

Warnings: None really, it’s fluffy angst... there are some slightly cliché lines though I will admit

You ran through the undergrowth of Ajan Kloss, wondering how far you would get this time.  It was just a game of cat and mouse, you knew that - you had no viable route off this planet, but even without a war there was nothing wrong with keeping the Resistance on their toes.

Behind you, you could sense multiple presences approaching, and the hum of speeders.  The first few times you had run they had pursued you on foot, but they had quickly learnt that speeders were the best approach.  Although they still hadn't learnt that they should keep you in a cell if they wanted you to stay put, they were definitely too righteous for their own good.

Two speeders overtook you and blocked you in, and you didn't try and fight it.  If you really wanted to escape you would.

Only minutes later you was being dragged back to the base and into the control centre, likely to be delivered to Generals Finn and Poe.  Usually they would just scold you and send you on your merry way.  But today you were met by the one person you had really been dreading seeing.

Ben Solo; fresh out of medical.

It had been two rotations since the fall of the Final Order, and of Palpatine.  You were the only remaining legacy of the Sith.

Now the man you had once known and loved as Kylo Ren was someone else, someone you didn't recognise.  As he had turned to the light, you had turned to the dark - and amongst the Sith there was no room for emotions such as love.

You ignored the way your heart skipped a beat when you laid eyes on him.  He wasn't your Kylo anymore.

"I think we should talk."  He said, and you hated that his voice sounded the same.  That may have sounded crazy, because of course his voice wouldn't change, but the soft tone he now spoke in used to be a tone that was only reserved for you when he was the hardened persona of Kylo Ren.  Now everyone heard that gentle voice.

"I have nothing to say to you."  You turned away and left the control centre.  The whole place was so abuzz that nobody had known what to do with you.  You currently weren't their priority, they were busy trying to create a whole new governing structure, they would deal with their Sith problem later.

"Wait-"  he followed you, but you didn't stop for him.  There wasn't anywhere for you to go and hide from him, but you had so much anger that he once shared with you, but now you felt as though you didn't want to drag him back down.  You were just a mere blight on his life, and he was just a reminder of the man you had lost.

Part of you resented that he had turned back to the light, but equally you thought he of all people deserved happiness.  If that was what made him happy, then you weren't in a position to argue with him, or hate him for it.

Eventually he reached out and grabbed your arm, turning you to face him.  He gaze met yours, but whereas you had once been two lovers gazing at one another, now you were like two strangers.  You saw a foreign softness in his brown eyes, whilst he was clinging onto memories of what your eyes had looked like before they had been dusted with a sharp yellow hue.

"Why are you still here?"  He asked, and that wasn't the question you expected to hear.

"Because I'm a prisoner."  You replied.

"You expect me to believe that?  If you didn't want to be here, you would have found a way to escape by now.  I know you."  He said, his tone softening at the end.

"You don't know me, not anymore.  The same way I don't know you, so why don't we just let the past die?"  There was a hint of bitterness in your tone, partially because you didn't want to let the past die.  On the contrary, you wished you could go back to how things had been long ago, when you and Kylo Ren had been conquering the galaxy side by side.

"Because I know how I felt about you... how I feel about you, and I'm not ready to let that go."  Ben spoke with emotion and conviction that you had rarely heard when he was Kylo Ren.  He had always buried his emotions, and scarcely told you aloud how he truly felt about you, both of you had always expressed your love through your actions.

"No Ky- Ben... that's not how you feel about me, that's how you used to feel about me."  You insisted, not wanting to open yourself up to the feelings that you knew you still had for him.  You were truly afraid of letting yourself feel.

"If that's what you think then I'll ask you again: why are you still here?"  He pressed, bringing you back round to the inevitable question.

"I don't know."  Your voice went quiet, this confusion and fear you felt translating as rage, which you were trying your hardest to suppress for Ben's sake.

"Yes, you do."  Despite there being plenty of people around, he tested the waters and reached out for your hand.  It flinched on instinct, but you remained still and allowed him to gently take ahold.

"I can't give you what you want, I'm not the same person you fell in love with."  Your voice was still hoarse, desperately trying not to snap at him, but every Sith instinct you now had wanted to react with anger.

"You don't know what I want."  Even the kinder, more gentle attitude of Ben Solo was now shifting more towards the frustration.  "You haven't asked me what I want."

"I'll tell you what you want Ben Solo."  You withdrew your hand from his and walked out of the control room, him following.  Only when you were outside, in a more private environment did you speak again.  "You want to be happy, and good."  Your hand now reached up to cup his cheek, "and that's what you deserve.  I can't be apart of that.  You're the hero, and I'm the villain, this isn't how it's supposed to be."

That was it, that was your closure.  At least, it was in your eyes.  You could leave him here, and escape this base... perhaps go and live the rest of your life as a bounty hunter, or find another faction in which you could make use of your skill set.  You had no interest in continuing the legacy of the Sith - they had died with Palpatine.

When you turned away, Ben moved to stand in front of you, blocking your path.

"I nearly died on Exegol, and the only thing I thought about was you.  Not Palpatine, not the Jedi, not the Sith, not even the Resistance or First Order - just you.  Hero or villain, it doesn't matter to me... I'll still love you."  It was clear in his tone, he wasn't asking you to stay, he was just baring his soul to you before you left, a final ditch effort to have you choose to stay with him.  "I do want to be happy, I'm less sure about good, but I can't be any of that without you."

This threw you entirely, you had been so certain that he deserved better, but you had never once asked yourself if he wanted better?

"I still can't stay here."  You now spoke under the assumption that perhaps you would even want to stay to some degree.  For the first time since fully embracing the dark side and rising as a Sith Lord, you felt something other than anger, hate, or fear.  It was warm, and coursed through your veins like ice, quenching the fire that had been burning through them before - it was devotion.

You had once devoted yourself to the First Order, but your true loyalty had been to Kylo Ren.  In his wake, you had devoted yourself to the Sith, who were able to prey on your vulnerability and raw power, but that had been a simple reaction to losing the man you had loved.

Now he stood before you, different, but still the same man beneath it all.  He was confessing his love for you, and you didn't know how to react anymore.  You thought all of your emotions had been numbed by the dark side, but there was still that spark of devotion in you, that spark that not even Palpatine could extinguish.

"I'm probably just as unwelcome here as you are.  Neither of us have to stay."  He then suggested.  In his eyes, turning back to the light didn't even begin to redeem him for any of the atrocities he had committed under the name of Kylo Ren.  He knew he would spend the rest of his life living with that guilt, but that didn't mean he had to live in an environment which constantly reminded him of said guilt.

"And what?  We just leave here and... live?"  You raised a sceptical eyebrow, "you can't think it would ever be that easy."  Your cynicism came from the dark side, it was still pulling you back, away from this poisonous dream that you could ever live happily and be in love with the man who should be your enemy.

"No, it won't be easy-" he paused to boldly move in and press his lips against yours in a gentle kiss.  You didn't pull away, initially you didn't know what to do other than stand there.  But it wasn't long before you felt that spark of devotion growing, crushing every single Sith instinct of hate and anger in its wake.  As you began to react and return his kiss, you realised that this was what you wanted: to be with him, Kylo or Ben, they were one in the same.

When he pulled away, you felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders, and that shroud of anger had dissipated.  When he looked at you, you saw a flash of surprise in his eyes before he spoke again, "-it never was easy for us."

"But we always made it work."  You added, your tone now softening as you remembered your days in the First Order together.

A few moments ago, Ben had been sceptical that he would ever see your true eye colour again, but he looked at you now, the yellow hue gone, and he knew he finally had you back.  He didn't need you to in the light, he just needed you by his side.

The Resistance were too preoccupied to deal with either of you, so it was the perfect time to steal a ship and go and find a new life - one you could live on your own terms for once.