#isaac x edward

[starryelem]

Get used to it

Isaac x Edward | Isward

Despite having exes, Edward still found himself struggling when it came to what to do with a partner; better said what to do with himself around his partner. Kisses felt so right yet so wrong because it made him feel nervous since they felt so romantic as if he was overwhelming the other in a time where they were simply sitting around. Even if he didn’t mean for them to be romantic just the thought of someone walking by or coming in and seeing them made him go red in the face, blushing at the thought of how flirty he’d look covering the other’s face in kisses.

Ed snapped out of his trance, his vision slowly becoming less blurry as he let his eyes wonder to look at Isaac’s hand. The blond was leaned up against the headboard of the bed while Edward was against the wall resulting in slight distance between them causing Error to have an almost longing look in his eyes as he watched the artist lightly hold the notebook in it’s place; He wanted to hold Ink’s hand. Isaac was fine with most things, or at least he seemed so. He never seemed to mind the cuddles, holding hands or the kisses they exchanged but something always felt off in Error’s mind, a sort of worry always there in the back of his mind.

After tearing his eyes off of the blond’s hand, he looked at Isaac’s face as if searching for at least one or the answers to his irritating questions but there were none to be seen; Isaac seemed to be in his own little world as he doodled in his sketchbook, eyes not showing any concentration or worry. Error let out a sigh he didn’t know he was holding as he made peace with the fact he had to ask the other.

“Isaac?” His voice was softer than he’d ever like it to be, it made him feel embarrassed at how odd it sounded but it didn’t seem to bother Isaac one bit as he calmly answered “Hm?” taking a couple of seconds to look up from his art and at Edward. “I have been wondering,” Ed began, his eyes tracing the other side of Isaac’s room until he felt enough pressure to look at the other who seemed a lot calmer than he’s ever been “do you not feel any awkwardness when you give or get kisses from me? Are you actually alright with me holding you?” If Error didn’t look so concerned and serious Isaac would’ve asked if he was joking but he could see just how genuine Edward was about his question which in a way made his heart feel soft as his face slightly heated up. “Of course I’m fine with you holding me,” Isaac answered in a hush voice which was accompanied by a soft and gentle smile on his face as he offered the other his hand; Edward looked at it and took it almost instantly, intertwining their fingers as his chest felt heavy. “As for the kisses, I think people have to get used to it.” knowing how the blond often told the truth about these things and didn’t take shit from anyone who disrespected a boundary, Edward couldn’t help but nod and accept the answer. “Plus, we’re still young.” Isaac said with a shrug causing Edward to chuckle and plan a soft kiss on his cheek as a way to agree which made Isaac stare at him blankly for a moment before leaning in and giving him a kiss on the cheek, returning the favor before leaning into his arms and cuddling up to the taller.

Edward felt his chest grow heavier but it felt nice, it felt warm and comforting, oddly enough it’s what he felt when he was around Ink just a lot stronger than usual. Knowing the feeling didn’t hurt and a certain blond wanted him to stop over thinking, Error gave up and let his lips rest in a smile as he wrapped his arms around the other’s midsection, shifting their position so Isaac didn’t have to look at the bright sunlight outside and he could rest his head on the other’s junction.

“You’re so cuddly” Isaac teased in a quiet voice as to not cause any sort of energy burst out of Edward despite expecting one. “Because I only want to cuddle you.” Error’s voice was muffled but the way he didn’t even open his eyes to look at the other made it feel like he was stating the obvious which didn’t fail at making Isaac’s face heat up enough to cause him to simply accept his faith and close his eyes; finally feeling at ease despite all that could happen in mere seconds.

[mr-animall]

The incident? 1/? ( On a working title)

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It had been a couple of months since Isaac and Edward had an incident at a party edward threw. They weren't on speaking terms, more like edward was acting way more strange than usual and isaac wasn't going to bring this change up to him because he just assumed it was part of Edwards behavior. These thoughts ran through isaac's head as he unlocked his locker to grab a history book he should have in his bag but he prefers having more important things in his bag rather than school work. "Heyyy Isaac " a small figure said as they closed isaac's locker. "Drew.." Isaac started but couldn't finish over drew talking "So there's this new kid in our class and he kind of reminded me of you and-" Isaac responded with a hum of agreement as the rest of Drews talking became faded and his eyes attention focused on a figure walking on the opposite end of the hall. He noticed it was a familar face, it was Edward. Him and Edward made eye contact for an portion of a second before Edward sped up his walking. Isaac thought "strange" but didn't care enough to continue on that thought.

The end of the day came soon and drew and him were suppose to walk home together, drew wanted to make it a regular thing for some reason. Isaac waited awhile before getting a message from Drew, reading: " Nevin fell outside on the icy sidewalk and got injured so I took him home sorryy see you tomorrow " Isaac reacted to Drew's message with a thumbs up and walked home alone. Isaac walked the route to get home, before having a strange overwhelming feeling of someone following him. "God, am I going to get jumped by Edwards goons again" Isaac thought as sped up his walking hoping to lose his probably soon to be attacker. The figure tried to put their hand on isaacs shoulder but before they could Isaac pepper sprayed them, as they screamed in agony, he backed away, once he was a safe distance he turned to see his attacker. Isaac gave a flat expression when he realized who his attacker was, Edward. Isaac did not regret his actions even if he knew Edward. "You deserve that who creeps on someone like that" Isaac said annoyed."WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!!" Edward yelled on his knees, trying not to rub his eyes. "self defense" Isaac said as he yanked Edward up and pulled him, walking with him. "Where are you taking me? " Edward questioned. Isaac didn't reply to his question. Edward couldn't see anything obviously with eyes closed but he could feel them walking on the sidewalk. Then he felt Isaac set him down on his knees on grass. Before Edward could even process where he was, Isaac had already turned on the hose and sprayed at Edward. " YOU FUCKIN- " his complaints getting cut off by Isaac spraying at him. "What?" He said chocking out a laugh, pretending to act like he didn't hear Edward. Finally after what felt like forever Isaac turned off the water to reveal a very angry and soaked Edward. " Is it out of you're eyes yet?" Isaac asked unempathically. Before Edward replied he looked at his surroundings to see they we're outside of Isaac's apartment complex. Finally he replied with "Shut up", he attempted to walk towards Isaac." Hey keep your distance" Isaac said threatening his pepper spray. He knew Edward would not let him go after watering him down the way he did. Edward backed away a bit " alright whatever just stop pointing that at me" Isaac put his pepper spray down but didn't put it away in case. "Now what do you want" Isaac asked crossing his arms. Edward got a bit uncomfortable and put his hand on the back of his neck " could we talk somewhere more private?" He asked nervously. Isaac raised an eyebrow "sure, if you try anything you are getting the pepper spray out of your own eyes" he said flaty. "Whatever" Edward replied. Isaac wasn't very trusting so he let Edward led to where they would privately talk.

Edward led them to a near by park. Edward sat on a bench while Isaac stood at a safe distance. Edward sat their quietly for a couple of minutes before Isaac asked " soo???" " What are we? " Edward asked nervously looking down at ground. "I don't know what do you think?" Isaac asked in a mellow tone voice. " Well after we kissed I thought that uhh um I don't FUCKIN KNOW" he yelled in frustration, his hands on his head still staring at the ground. Isaac didn't say anything and continued to let Edward let out the frustration. After awhile he asked " do you like me or something um." Do you like me?" Isaac replied. " WHY DO YOU KEEP REPLYING TO MY QUESTIONS WITH A QUESTION!??" he yelled annoyed. Isaac didn't reply and Edward ended up blurting out"GODDAMNIT OKAYIDOCOULDYOUJUSTGIVEANACTUALRESPONSE!!Isaac replied to that by grabbing Edwards chin and signaling with his eyes to Edwards mouth. Edward was so red he hummed a yes. Isaac gave him a long peck before giving him a flat expression. "I assume that we both understand?" Isaac said, his hand still on Edwards chin. Edward hummed another yes and with that Isaac gave him another peck. They both stood there for awhile, still pecking, eventually rain poured in and they both ran to Isaacs apartment for cover.

Isaac definitely tripped Edward a couple of times on the way there but Edward was way too cold to notice it. Isaac threw a towel over Edwards head and edward dried his hair with it. "Jeez are you always going to be like this even in a relationship?" Edward said sarcastically. Isaac replied to that by grab the ends of the towel and pulling them towards himself and hushing Edward. Edward stayed so still because of how new this was all to him. Isaac leaned into Edward mouth but at the last second pulling down the towel on Edward and laughing. "SERIOUSLY ISAAC!???" Edward yelled in embarrassment. " Pff I'm not kissing you, you're wet!" He said. " Also has anyone told you that you look like a wet dog?" He said snickering. " FIRST you are wet too! Second, UGH, SHUT UP THATS SO IRRELEVANT!!" Edward yelled.

"You're just mad because I won't kiss you " Isaac said drying his hair with another towel. " Just shut up" Edward said pushing Isaac.

Once they both finally dried up they laid on Isaacs bed staring at the ceiling. " So are we really going to this?" Edward asked. " You ask to many questions" Isaac said yawing and closing his eyes. Edward was only left with his thoughts. His thoughts turned from questions on how him and Isaac would work to, if he was sure? Was Isaac the one? He shook his head before the questions grew. He turned his head to look at Isaac who was napping. Maybe it was okay, maybe Isaac and him would be okay. This wasn't so bad as he initially thought so it must be a sign of things turning for the good. It was okay. He was okay. Edward turned his head back to the ceiling and fell asleep but the feeling of doubt didn't fade and this same feeling would his enemy until there was no more of him left.

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( This took way too long ☠️)

[xmymelosmile]

While I was watching a film, I got an idea for Isward angst/fluff.

if I go exactly based on the film, it's suppose to be Edward cheating on Isaac but I had enough angst from the movie itself so I made it into fluff.

ahem

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It's been 2 weeks since Isaac and Edward got together. They had few fights but nothing serious, mostly abt Isaac's routines.

They have a pretty good going relationship for now. Until Isaac and Chris got in a little fight, ( He tried sharing how he felt about Chris being with Nevin since Error suggested that it would be good to tell him what he feels towards the whole thing ) and Drew wasn't at school today.

After this whole thing, Isaac had to deal with Edward's fan girls. Ink tried ignoring them at first since his day wasn't going well anyway. One of the girls said "Do you really think Edward loves you? You are just another one of his partners!"

That made Isaac snaps because it went too far. "DONT you dare calling me that!" he pushed the girl so he can get out of there ASAP.

The artist went to Edward, who was talking with his cronies "Hey knife nerd!" Cody greeted him. Isaac just cling his fingers into Edward's hand which made him confused but held it back anyway.

After few seconds he recognized the sign Isaac was giving him "Hey uh, me and Isaac are going to be late for the next class, so we will go." and like that he excused himself from further conversations.

While they were walking, Edward turned his head to Isaac and asked. "Do you want to go somewhere more private?" It took few seconds to answer but Isaac nobbed.

Ed brought them to the lair and locked the door so no one could disturb them.

They sat on one of the bean bags and Ink snuggled into the taller embrace. "Are you okay? Did something happen?"

"I'm fine, I just want to spend some time with you..." Edward understood he didn't want to talk. Maybe guessed that the exchanging between him and Chris didn't end well. "Do you need something?"

He cling into him more and Isaac kissed him on the cheek which sent Edward in complete blush mess but he returned it soon after, on the lips. "No, just this."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

( they skipped the last class and went straight to Isaac's place to cuddle more. )

[personinthepalace]

otis 🤝 guildford choosing olympia and jane respectively for their smarts - odd squad (2014) // my lady jane (2024)

[over-dvse]

Hey, heh... I-it's me!... boy can i see any and all design ideas u have for sodalite from that au we talked about Heh... Even if its just a bunch of shit abt flowers idm but Sodalite Vibes!!!! Ok bye (bodyguards drag me away

- inkedhorror 💖💖💖💖

my singular idea so far. i miss you.

[lalaverdecia]

It’s official y’all, but here’s what needs to happen. (I’m looking at you @neil-gaiman)

Aziraphale and Crowley just need to freakin talk to each other about their feelings and become an official couple already. Will it be difficult? Yes. Will emotions be high? Yes. But I KNOW things will work out between them, IF THEY JUST USE THEIR WORDS. It’s happened before:

Our Flag Means Death

Stede and Ed? They talked.

And they got together.

Supernatural

Dean and Castiel? They talked. (Before Cas gets sent to the Empty but let’s just assume he and Dean talked it out after Dean arrived in heaven.)

Ghosts (US)

Isaac and Nigel? They’ve talked.

And they got together. They’re even engaged! Two 250 year old ghosts!

In summary, these two ineffable idiots need to talk to each other and become ineffable husbands. OFFICIALLY.

[bakugokemkatsuki]

Zack (Isaac) Foster X Reader

**Warning(s): mentions of night terrors and bad pasts

**Reader GN/F/M

**Genre: Comfort/Fluff

The manic laughter echoed through your head. The look of insanity on his face the emotionless look in his eyes. He’s running toward you scythe out ready to cut you. You jolted up right in your bed. Sweat beading down your face. Your heart was beating what felt like a million miles a second. The light on the nightstand turned on as your boyfriend sat up in bed. He pulled you in close and held you. “Another night terror? It’s okay. We’re out of that place now and I’m here. I love you. You’re safe.” You and your boyfriend had escaped from that place but not without a lot of trials. One included watching your boyfriend almost ascend into madness, the madness you’d worked to overcome together. You knew he loved you, you knew the man you saw that day wasn’t your boyfriend but the nightmares still remained. After a few minutes more of him holding you whispering sweet nothing to you, you both curled up and went back to sleep.

**Might make a horror version of this as well.** sorry for errors I wrote this at midnight. NOT proofread**

[theaussiedragon]

I've started making characters on Janitor AI

Heres a list of the bots I've made (Ones that arent my own I had permission to remake) But please leave feedback and recommendations

Poe Dameron:

Birthday

First Order

You're the new medic

He's your number 1 fan

New Communications officer/ personnel

No So Great First Meeting

Mistletoe Mistle...Poe?

Basil Stitt:

New Neighbour

Marc Spector:

Vampire

Steven Grant:

Yandere

Jake Lockley:

Blue Jones:

Asylum- Yandere

Nathan Bateman:

Personal Assistant

Matt Murdock:

Stranger

Edward Lemuel:

New look

[otakusparkle]

Identity V x Angel Of Death Collaboration Begin

Identity V x Angel Of Death Official Illustration

Artist : yomi_sarachi99 (Twitter)

[honeybunniii333]

NEVIN BIG BROTHER INSTINCT

Nevin knew at times he could be overbearing, and he wished he didn't have to be. But Drew somehow always managed to get himself into trouble. Which was why, despite his dislike for the people Drew was choosing to surround himself (and also partially because Chris was going), he had decided to join them on their stupid investigation. He had an awful sinking feeling something bad was going to happen. And he knew Drew wouldn't listen to his request for him not to go. So the only remaining option was to suck it up for Drew's sake... and go along. They found themselves in the woods searching for some abandoned place. Nevin didn't really care too much about the details, he was more focused on watching over Drew. He knew Chris was talking to him, but he barely registered what he was saying. " Nevin?...Hey Nev, are you listening?" He looked up at that. "Oh huh? Sorry, what was that?" He asked. "...are you okay?" He asked. "You look kinda.. tense?" He suggested like he wasn't certain if that was the right word. "I'm fine." he insisted firmly. "I just don't trust this..." Chris nodded at that, still seeming worried. He'd learned to pick his battles when it came to Nevin and his issues. There were times to push and times to leave it, and now? Now was definitely not a push moment. Drew looked like he was having fun. Chattering away and excitedly rushing to keep up with the others. God did, Nevin wish he could just be happy that Drew was enjoying himself. He truly did want that... he just, he couldn't trust it.

They'd found it, a large rundown building that looked like it'd fall apart at any moment. Nevin didn't say a word, but he knew Drew saw the look he gave him, and he definitely saw the look Drew returned. He sighed and let himself be herded along into the building by the rest of the group. He decided he'd just stick close, as everyone explored. "It smells like shit in here." Isaac grumbled, his face souring just a little more than usual. "Yep," Ed replied, making a popping noise on the p. "So what exactly are we looking for?" Chris asked "Supposedly theres a super powerful tome hidden here! Louis wants us to get it for him so he can strengthen his magic!" Dez proceeded to yammer on and on excitedly for the next 15 minutes as they explored each floor. Finally they'd arrived at the top floor. The group had split up into two's, Chris and Isaac, Dez and Ed, and Nevin and Drew. As the twins made their way off away from the rest, Nevin finally voiced his concerns. "This is a bad idea, I don't like it here. This place looks like it'll topple any second, Drew." Drew turned around to face the other with a huff. "You think everything is a bad idea! you don't like anything!" he retorted rather hashly. Nevin looker startled for a moment before he pressed again. "I'm just trying to keep you safe, Drew! You shouldn't be messing around with this stuff!"

"YOU SHOULDN'T BE MESSING WITH MY LIFE NEVIN!" he shouted, gaining the attention of everyone there. "Dre-" He started. "NO! no, I'm sick of this, I didn't even want you to come! I knew you'd ruin it! You always ruin everything!" he snapped, and he felt a pang of guilt when he saw the way Nevins face immediately fell at his words. Maybe he'd been a little too harsh.? He adored his brother, but Nevin was just so much sometimes. He could only take so much. Nevin seemed incapable of responding to that, and it seemed he wouldn't be given any time to do so either as one single step from Drew made the ground begin to rumble and give way. Nevin didn't think twice. He never did when it came to Drew "MOVE." he shouted, and before Drew could respond, he'd shoved the other away as hard as he could before the ground gave out at last. Drew coughed and choked on dust as he pushed himself up from where he'd been thrown to the ground. The room was silent as the building settled again. He looked back at the others in a dazed manor, each of their faces a ghostly white, and then as his focus returned to the now caved in floor and the ringing in his ears cleared, it hit him... "N...nev..?" He called out, met with total deafening silence... no... "...NEVIN!?"

[isame-allen]

Vanta ships and their horrible ship name (by me)

[xmymelosmile]

ibvs out of context

you can join the server too!! everyone are welcome

@nevinbeamer @drewjovel @inkoo000

[mr-animall]

Random ibvs doodles cuz why not....

[buffyfan145]

Really enjoyed the season finale of "Ghosts" last night and what it set up for season 4!!! 😀 Spoilery thoughts behind the cut.

I had a feeling Isaac was going to end his engagement to Nigel but didn't think that'd happen at the wedding. It made sense though as he wasn't ready for marriage yet. Though now he's also been taken by Patience so that's going to be an interesting storyline next season. Curious who's going to play Patience too. Then I'm so happy about Flower and Thor getting engaged. I actually do ship them and while I have other poly ships in my other fandoms I was glad in this case they ended it with Nancy as I noticed in the writing even in s2 that it was proving to Flower she could just love one person and be in a monogamous relationship. Also happy that Pete's back too and does have a limit on how long he can leave the property. Nice to see the actress Allegra Edwards, who played that girl Pete was with on vacation, was the same one who plays Ingrid on "Upload" which also deals with the afterlife in a different way too. Surprised Carol is still there too and she's marrying Baxter. LOL I too thought she'd move on so I guess she'll be in s4 too. And now the wait for s4 this fall.

[over-dvse]

oof drawing the pissed off look is eating me alive rn i need to be euthanized i think✨💁‍♂️

[bubblegumfanfictions]

Down the Rabbit Hole |A Zack Foster Fanfiction| Chapter 1: Wonderland.

Fandom- Angels of Death

Ship- Zack Foster/Original Character

Warning(s)- Poisoning, Anxiety

Summary- Rachel goes Down the Rabbit Hole.

Word Count- 1,800

-Rachel-

The small blonde girl steps into the elevator, her legs shaky and uncertain. Her hands trembling, trying to find solace within the sleeves of her cardigan. 

What is this play area? Why does such an innocent word invoke such deep emotions? The elevator doors shut behind her with a loud bang. The noise makes her jump, her heart began to thump and run faster than she thought was possible. Her legs wobbled and felt jelly-like at the weight of her body. 

The elevator descended— ascended? She didn’t know, and this uncertainty made her feel worse. Was she descending into the depths of hell or ascending to the angels? either notion frightened her as both meant death, sure she was probably overreacting but waking up in a strange place with no memories other than your name would terrify anyone… Let alone a 12-year-old girl.

The sound of the elevator screeching to a halt, the doors sliding open to reveal the next floor. Rachel’s eyes widened, the view in front of her looked as if it had been taken straight from the pages of a fairytale. 

The young girl's eyes flit to and fro, scanning the room as she takes tentative steps out of the elevator. A narrow cobbled path swerves between oversized, vibrant flowers of all species, intermixed with large evergreen trees and glowing mushrooms taller than her. The walls she could see were covered in watercolour swirls and illustrations from Alice in Wonderland. 

She walks down the cobbled path, taking note of every little detail as she goes. Despite how beautiful this room was she couldn’t help the pounding in her chest and the sinking feeling in her stomach, something didn’t feel right. 

Her gut feeling making her quicken her pace down the cobbled path, her foot slipping now and then. Her head aching as she stares at the night sky, the blocky lines of white swirls mixed with midnight blues and vibrant yellows. 

The young girl tilts her head back down, focusing her sights ahead. It seems that when she was panicking the forest became thicker, denser… Darker. Rachel wraps her arms around herself, hoping to bring down her heart rate hoping that if she comforts herself, she will be fine. But it doesn’t work.

A faint jingle catches her attention, her head turns in the direction the sound came from and she slowly makes her way over. The sound came from a branch just off the cobbled path. Rachel picks up the culprit, a small ornate golden key. She puts the key in her pocket. “I may need it later.” She says.

–Acquired a Key.– 

Rachel’s foot scarcely lifted off the floor when she heard rustling in the bushes to her left. The poor girl goes ridged, she isn’t alone here. There is someone else here. What if that person wishes her harm? What if it is nothing? Should she investigate it? Maybe she should. Dangerous thoughts ring through the girl's head like a cacophony of alarms. She takes a deep breath, picturing courage filling her as she breathes. 

One step at a time she gets closer and closer to the bush. There is nothing there, she could have sworn she heard something. She circles the bush to find evidence that she isn’t going crazy and, sure enough there it is. On the floor behind the bush is a small piece of parchment with the words 'Follow Me.' written on it in a gorgeous teal colour forming a loopy cursive scrawl, in the corner lay an intricate drawing of Alice from Alice in Wonderland. 

An iconic blonde-haired and blue-eyed girl stood in a baby blue dress and an inky black headband. Her doe eyes stared back at Ray innocently. Ray stared at the blonde before folding the drawing and placing it back onto the floor. 

A question pops into the girl's mind. Follow me? Follow who? It was almost as if the floor could sense her inner desires as she spotted movement out of the corner of her eye. It looked like a rabbit. Rachel rubbed her eyes, wondering if the room was playing tricks on her. Maybe there was gas in the air that was making her hallucinate, maybe she was drugged when she was on B8? She couldn’t be too sure.

Every fibre of her being was telling her to follow the movement but there is still a deep, lingering sense of dread filling her stomach like bile. She knows she has to follow the rabbit– if it was a rabbit. But she is terrified of what she would find.

The forest around her is thicker, and denser than before. She clasps her hands together trying to alleviate her anxiety but, much like the forest, it becomes worse, deeper, scarier.

Every sound and every movement seems to push her further to the edge. Her breathing hitches as tears form in her eyes, and she feels as if there is a heavy lead ball in her stomach refusing to leave– She wants her mum and her dad more than ever, especially when she hears a loud rustle ahead of her, her legs push her forward one step at a time, left, right, left, right. When she stops in front of another drawing, it’s a drawing of the White Rabbit, pocket watch in hand. Scrawled in more fancy ink were the words. “Not much further!”

Ray’s breath hitches, everything about this situation screamed danger, turn back now! But she knows she can’t, there was no turning back; no leaving, whether she wants to or not. She then recalls a coping technique taught to her by… Someone, she couldn’t quite make out his face, but the memory caused her to shiver uncomfortably. 

She looks around the floor, taking in the sights. She sees the once bountiful and lush trees have now withered and shed their leaves. She takes note of the piles of leaves on the floor and the mysterious glint hiding in the shadows. Okay, that was three things she could see. The next thing was… What was it again? Think- think. It was sounds. 

Ray calms her breathing and listens intently. She could hear the creaking of the dead wood, The chirp of some birds… More importantly, she could hear the clinking of a glass. Rachel’s eyes shot open at the sound, she wasn’t alone, someone else is on this floor. Maybe they would help her? Maybe they would kill her. No no, she shouldn’t think like that. She shakes the thoughts from her head and continues with shaky steps.

Rachel eventually comes to a clearing, her heart hammering in her throat. She couldn’t help but think of all the worst-case scenarios, she could be killed, maybe robbed? Kidnapped? Who knows. 

Rachel’s thoughts halt as she looks ahead of her, right in the middle of the clearing is a long mahogany table adorned in a back and white checkered table cloth which she could barely make out through the piles of delicious-looking cakes and pastries. The table is a chaotic mess, covered in empty tea cups, dirty plates, half-full teapots and candles, coating the table in messy layers of wax.

She then turns her attention to the occupants surrounding the table, there are six chairs, each with a different style and wood. At the head of the table is a small hand-knitted human doll, presumably The Mad Hatter, to the left of him, is The Dormouse and to the left again is The March Hare. The thing that gets the young girl's attention is the woman, sitting to the right of the Mad Hatter, Rachel supposes that this girl is Alice. She is maybe 18 or 19; she is still a distance away from the woman so she isn't sure. The woman is sipping on some tea, she is dressed in an Alice-themed outfit. The seat next to her is empty. Finally, opposite the Mad Hatter sits The White Rabbit.

"Oh! I'm so glad you could join us!” The girl exclaims. “You're just in time for tea!" She stands up quickly, taller than Rachel thought, at about 5 foot 6.

"Please, sit.” She invited kindly. “Which tea would you like? We have Ginger, Chamomile, Vanilla, Cinnamon, Earl Grey, Hibiscus, Mint, Pumpkin which is my favourite, and Raspberry." The woman lists the words tumbling out of her mouth too quickly for Ray to understand her. 

"U-Um,” She stammers, “may I just have the Vanilla please?" She sits next to the mystery woman and gives the woman a once over, unsure if she can trust her.

Rachel realises, as she gets closer, that this woman is older than she initially thought, she thinks she is in her early 20's. Her hair is a mousy shade of blonde and reaches just past her waist. Rachel can tell the woman is slim, even under the voluminous clothes. Though the oddest thing about her isn’t her clothes or demeanour, it is her eyes. They are a deep, rich shade of brown and then abruptly change to a sharp green around her pupil. 

“Here you go,” The mystery woman passes a small, white teacup with lavender plants painted on it. Rachel doesn’t know if she can trust this woman so she sniffs the tea, unsurprisingly it just smells like Vanilla. Ray takes a sip of the drink, still weary of the woman sitting next to her, the sweet taste going down her throat immediately soothing any doubts.

"Excuse me, ma'am. What's your name?"

"Oh, my. How rude of me, my mother raised me with better manners than this! It’s a pleasure to meet you, I’m Elizabeth, but you can call me Elsie.” The woman— Elsie, gives Rachel a dramatic curtsy. “And what might I call you?”

"I’m Rachel” She gives Elizabeth a short response as she suddenly feels a rush of nausea hit her like a freight train. She covers her mouth with the back of her hand, the urge to puke getting stronger by the minute. “I’m sorry, I feel sick” The hand on her mouth is now clammy and shaking.

“Oh, that would be the poison,” Rachel pales at Elsie’s words, she can’t have been poisoned, surely. The rest of her skin begins to go clammy, her body slick with a thin layer of cold sweat. “Cyanide, my dear, very effective. Agatha Christie had the right idea. Of course, I have the antidote but you’ll have to work for it.”

Elizabeth goes up behind Rachel, gripping her perspiring cheeks, moving her head to the hand-knitted characters sitting with them. “Each of my friends is missing something important. Now, be a dear and find their things for me, then I will give you the antidote.” Elsie lets go of her face and sits back down. 

“Judging by the dosage and your symptoms already, you might want to hurry, you only have around 30 minutes until you reach the point of no return.”

Art by Baicalpascal