#mallory mori

[harlowehearse]

Just trying to bang out as many of my guys as I can last minute before artfight.

I'll be honest I have a lot of interesting feelings attached to Mallory and also put a lot of the worst aspects of myself into them, so they kind of mean a lot and are special to me. It's kind of nice giving them a redesign and also posting them publicly.

[alligaytorswamp]

they are just cats to me

[androids-insides]

The End of the Little Dead Things thumbnails.

GAH!! I want this to be real so bad!!!

I have the playlist available on Spotify as of now! I’m storyboarding it now, and I plan make a YouTube playlist at some point. There’s other posts and the other thumbnails in the Table of Contents. Otherwise, just keep an eye out.

[maudeboggins]

wampas babies of 1933:

l-r standing: toshia mori, boots mallory, ruth hall, gloria stuart, patricia ellis, ginger rogers, lilian bond, evalyn knapp, marion shockley; seated l-r: dorothy wilson, mary carlisle, lona anre, eleanor holm, dorothy layton

[blxxditout]

: ̗̀➛ @theferalfeminine liked for a STARTER.

He doesn't know what the hell he's doing, but then again, when did he ever? For a good chunk of his life, he's only ever been winging things. He winged it after high school, he winged it after what happened with Selene, and he was winging it even now. How the hell did he find himself in this scenario either? It was none of his business, when business was being dealt at the burning warehouse he had spotted when he started smelling blood.

Sid didn't stop to think that it was suspicious, or to look at the environment around him. He failed to notice the expensive black cars parked outside, only on the source of that rich aroma. He's disgusted by it, but his heart tells him otherwise, that it's something that he craves just as a dog does for the fresh steak prepared by the butcher. A cut of meat isn't what he finds when he pushes through the building on fire. There are bodies, mostly dead and dying, but there's someone who still has a shot at life. The smoke that starts to rise irritates his lungs as he lifts an arm to try and negate the sudden clench in his chest. Sid turns his head to cough, but it doesn't discourage him from searching for the one other person.

How would he know? How did he know? It was just a hunch, he guessed. One that I could be wrong about.

But what if he did leave, decided that it was too dangerous or worth the effort? Then that person would die, surely. It's starting to get harder to breathe the further he navigates through the smokescreen that the fire provides, and his eyes start to burn. Even so, he's getting closer, the blood smell starts to grow stronger than the smell of ash and soot as he approaches the victim of this 'accident'. He's sure whoever started this fire wants it to seem that way. He nearly kicks her when he feels her leg against his foot, the newborn devil nearly jumps out of his skin.

He crouches down to touch her, his cold hands finding that the other's body is still warm. Oh thank god. Sid's eyes, though narrowed, travel up to the rest of this sleeping beauty. And by god, she was stunning, clad in a-- well that doesn't really matter right now. It must be the smoke clouding his judgement. He scoops her up into his chest, lifting her by the legs and supporting her back before he turned around to get out of there. The warehouse started to creak all around them, and a quick glance upwards suggested that the ceiling was bound to cave in and crush them both if he lingered any longer. Still, his lungs burned, begging him for fresh air. He'd give them both that as he took up a light jog, careful not to trip over the dead men or whatever other obstacles were in his path.

Light pooled out from the door that he had entered through, the exit to this inferno. Only then did he think to question why the building was on fire in the first place, and why there were so many dead men laying around. Well... that had to be because of her. Just who was she? Sid shielded her from the embers as he finally made it out, grunting to avoid coughing directly onto the femme fatale in his arms.

[valtsv]

off the top of your head favorite women in media

VAL, paige duplass, mallory carpenter, mako mori, alexa woods, carrie white, edith cushing, lucille sharpe, melanie king, asuka langley, agnes montague, melody pendras, juno kaplan, claudia iwtv, harrowhark nonagesimus, camilla hect, aradia megido, vriska, tauriel, katniss everdeen, bellis coldwine, camille preaker, elizabeth shaw, ariadne (from mythology), allison kill six billion demons, 82 white chain, vikki escamilla, seras victoria, emerald haywood, arachne (from myth again), camina drummer, bobbie draper, clarisse starling, sylvie from the loki show, amanda young, selina kyle, clara pathologic, eva yan, jane eyre, mallory grace

[christian-oc-tournament]

Round One Schedule

may 27 (group 1 left side)

Joy O'Connor vs A'den

Adelle vs Adrian Alyward

Ahleri vs Aithus

Aleksander Thunderblade vs Alice Liddell

Amelia vs Amaranth

Andre Caron vs Anwedd

Anise vs Lt. Strike

Aqua vs Ariella

may 28 (group 1 right side)

Adrian Mori vs Alexander

Andris Harkin vs Ashley Bethaz

Arkyn Thornburn vs Athaliah Taveet

Aris vs Atlas Fletcher

Arryn va Azarias

Barir Stelmer vs Beck Valentine

Bela Balogh vs Betani D'Agia

Billie Way vs Black

may 29 (group 2 left side)

Betty vs Bob Guppington the 1st

Blodeuwedd vs Brat

Burr vs Caldren

Cpt. Ambivalent vs Casey Dickenson

Caroline Schaeffer vs Cedric Blackwell

Cassidia Reynolds vs Christopher

Celeste vs Cluinn

Bobbert Guppington the 2nd vs Clair

may 30 (group 2 right side)

Bobby Guppington the 3rd vs Chris Carnovo

Conas vs Crispin

Copper vs Cusick

Connell vs Cymin

Dae vs Dallow

Daniel Grace vs Daven

DeathScreen vs Derik

Doc vs Domitius

may 31 (group 3 left side)

Dr. Victor P. Henly vs Dhrake

Dorothy Gale vs Dr. Elliott Sinclair

Eabennor vs Edith Wickham

Ellie vs Edlyn

Elysia vs Elwin

Emma Gardner vs Erin

Ephesia vs Eniss

Epic Palustre vs Eriol

june 1 (group 3 right side)

Dr. Riku Honda vs Edmund

Ethylene Petra vs Eva Blythe

Faraena vs Farold

Evelyn Vordur vs Felix Rodzic

Feire vs Gail Goffrey

Gerdie vs Ferir

Ghost Lad vs Gigi

Evangelinne vs grandma Maudie

june 2 (group 4 left side)

Haru vs Heather

Henry Pebbleton vs Hibiscus

Hiromi vs Hope Espy Chase

Hugo Mallory vs Ilumi

Ilias vs James Zauberen

Ilya Severin vs Impossible

Jacer vs Jack Archer

James (Loriair) vs Isidore Kavi

june 3 (group 4 right side)

James (Eyurenia) vs Isabel

Jarryd vs Jasper

Jett vs Joden

James Bracegirdle vs Julia Cook

Kabos vs Kate Riley

Kathryn vs Keres Blake

Keyto vs Kimera

Kodi Archer vs James Mulligan

june 4 (group 5 left side)

Korosa vs Kylin

Laughing Hare vs Leeli

Kurtis vs Kyra

Len vs Licia

Leo King vs Lt. Matthew

Lina Lane vs Loch

Logis vs Lucas Greydawn

Lt. Madeline vs Logolas

june 5 (group 5 right side)

Kyr vs Laurentiu

Maddox Darling vs Luria

Kestler vs Matthew Johnson

Marin of Yuneth vs Meridian

Mathilda Talbot vs Mina

Mihalis vs Max Way

Mip vs Milton

Misty Way vs Maristella

june 6 (group 6 left side)

Miranda Hayes vs Nikki Way

Mochrar vs Myra

Mr. Guardian vs Nabikio

Naru vs Ms Hallifax

Nimble vs Nevin Imre

Orchid Finch vs Prince Adar Griffith

Nokh vs Obsidious

Onne vs Peter Pensworth

june 7 (group 6 right side)

Mr. G vs Ourem

Pandora vs Owen

Oriana vs Peg

Peter Dragonsbane vs Percy

Pietro vs Princess Torva

Peter Bethaz vs Prince Adric

Princess Rovyna vs Prometheus

Protagonist vs Naphtali

june 8 (group 7 left side)

Puddles vs Queen Alyth of Avena

Quinn vs Ragunoe

Ramona vs Rannis

Relaner vs Rhyin

Ril'siya vs Ripple Fisher

Riema vs Riser Way

Rocoroi Markus Mikko vs Rosemarie

Ryphl vs Santeri

june 9 (group 7 right side)

Saskia vs Senaka

Sh'zkai vs Shleaema

Shiido vs Skylar

Sonrisa Firiel vs Syx

Sly Bastion vs Stelemi

Spike vs Sz'nami

Tad vs Tamaki

Teasel vs Tannufia

june 10 (group 8 left side)

Tehvlar vs Thaendric

the Enemy vs the Mailman

the Poppy Queen vs the Runaway Prince

Theo Gray vs Tiger

Thomas Hargrove vs Tiny

Thessaly vs Tsuname

TJ Valentine vs Toka

Trajeda vs Val (Keepers)

june 11 (group 8 right side)

Veelia vs Trevin

Verity vs Vokku

Vellatra vs Waizu

Valentina vs Wendy

Wryden vs Yasmin

Wisteria vs Zac O'Connor

Yuro vs Zaire

Zhahara vs Ziph

[loosesodamarble]

Shadows House AU Wardrobe

Appearances are everything in the world of Shadows House. As such, I'm going to share images of what I imagine the Shadows House AU versions of the Black Clover characters would wear.

(Remember, the images that I show are only rough approximations.)

..........

Shadows

Male Shadows

Nacht (onshot intro) Finneas Langris Liebe Gauche Luck Zoran William Fuegoleon (onshot intro) Leopold Nathaniel Rill Ryland Valentino David Maxwell Julius Durante Aenon Morrison

Female Shadows

Jocelynne Cecilia (@faewraithsworld's oc) Mallory (@sailor-muno's oc) Finesse Natalie Ella Secre Vanessa Charmaine Mereoleona (oneshot intro) Charlotte Dorothy Elfana Mimosa Letoile Solidad Veronica

.....

Living Dolls

Their wardrobe is already set as per the rules of the universe. For those of you not familiar with Shadows House, here are the possible outfits for the Dolls.

Male Dolls: Morgen, Finral, Ratry, Asta, Droite, Lufel, Zora, Patry, Fuego, Leo, Nozel, Lira, Rhya, Vetto, Baval, Marx, Lucius, Dante, Zenon, Moris

.....

Female Dolls: Josele (my oc), Acylla (Taja's oc once more), Mal, Nessie, Noelle, Grey, Nero, Vanny, Charmy, Reona, Charla, Reve, Fana, Mimi, Kivn, Sol, Vanica

[ask-ishirin-kiata]

you have a lot of parents damn

sighhhhhh alright heres the list

my birth parents- I. I.(deceased) & I. K.(deceased)

My adoptive parents- Sakaguchi ango, Oda sakunosuke

my mother figure- Mallory

others:

sibling- Q

partners- Mori Orochi(Atlas) Tokuda Shusei

aunt- Yuan

uncle- shirase

happy?

[your-own-scifi-nerd]

I don’t know why I’m doing this, but I am. Here’s a list of all my OCs, and what their names mean. Guess which one is for which fandom. Some are easier than others. 

Athena Sapphire Sencen (Thena)

Athena(first name): the greek goddess of wisdom

Sapphire(middle name): a gemstone related with royalty

Sencen(last name)

voice claim: Juman Malouf, ‘Agnes’ “Fantastic Mr. Fox”

Phoebe Rose Black (Rosie)

Phoebe(first name): bright or radiant

Rose(middle name): a flower that represents romance, love, beauty, and courage

Black(last name)

voice claim: Sophie Aldred, ‘Ace McShane’ “Doctor Who”

Star Rosemary Niche (Rose)

Star(first name’s e): a star in the sky

Rosemary(middle name): dew of the sea

Niche(last name)

voice claim: Kristen Bell, ‘Anna’ “Frozen”

Faye Elena Barnes

Faye(first name): loyalty or belief

Elena(middle name): sun ray, shining light

Barnes(last name)

voice claim: Estelle Swaray, ‘Garnet’ “Steven Universe”

Susan Alice Sullivan-Smith (Suzie)

Susan(first name): lily of the valley

Alice(middle name): noble, exalted

Sullivan-Smith(last name)

voice claim: Vivian Nixon, ‘Millie’ “Helluva Boss”

Lilith Alex Coulson (Lily)

Lilith(first name): belonging to the night

Alex(middle name): defender of humankind

Coulson(last name)

voice claim: AJ Michalka, ’Stevonnie’ “Steven Universe”

Penelope Hestia Jackson (Penny)

Penelope(first name): weaver

Hestia(middle name) the greek goddess of hearth and home

Jackson(last name)

voice claim: Sarah Silverman, ‘Vanellope Von Schweetz’ “Wreck-it-Ralph”

Aine Cedar Ward

Aine(first name): brilliant, happiness

Cedar(middle name): a tree that represents strength, longevity and resiliency

Ward(last name)

voice claim: Daisy Ridley, ‘Rey’ “Star Wars”

Rune Alena Vagerson

Rune(first name): secret

Alena(middle name): tower

Vagerson(last name)

voice claim: Billie Piper, ‘Rose Tyler’ “Doctor Who”

Alexandria Rose Tyler-Williams (Alex)

Alexandria(first name): defender of humankind

Rose(middle name): a flower that represents romance, love, beauty, and courage

Tyler-Williams(last name)

voice claim: Ellen McLain, ‘Glados’ “Portal”

Asterin Mori Eraline

Asterin(first name): star

Mori(middle name): God is my teacher, forest

Eraline(last name)

voice claim: Zeno Robinson, ‘Hunter’ “The Owl House

Amaris Mallory Kenobi (Mar)

Amaris(first name): promised by God

Mallory(middle name): unlucky

Kenobi(last name)

voice claim: Mae Whitman, ‘Katara’ “Avatar: The Last Airbender”

Astra Blossom Pendragon

Astra(first name): star

Blossom(middle name): flower-like

Pendragon(last name)

voice claim: Deborah Watling, ‘Victoria Waterfield’ “Doctor Who”

Elaine Christine Rothschild-Kirk (El)

Elaine(first name): sun ray, shining light

Christine(middle name): follower of Christ

Rothschild-Kirk(last name)

voice claim: Ashleigh Ball, ‘Rainbow Dash’ “My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic”

Caroline Jane Foxer (Genesis Gwendolyn G.)

Caroline(first given name): free woman

Genesis(first chosen name): new beginning

Jane(middle given name): God is gracious

Gwendolyn(middle chosen name): blessed ring

Foxer(last given name)

G.(last chosen name)

voice claim: Isabel May, ‘Veronica Duncan’ “Young Sheldon”

Elizabeth Rebecca Quinn (Beth)

Elizabeth(first name): God is my oath

Rebecca(middle name): bind or tie

Quinn(last name)

voice claim: Jodi Benson, ‘Ariel’ “The Little Mirmaid”

Fern Prentice Tyler

Fern(last name): sincerity

Prentice(middle name): apprentice, learner

Tyler(last name)

voice claim: Chiari Queen, ‘Victoria’ “Metal Family”

Jacob Kane Kirk

Jacob(first name): supplanter

Kane(middle name): battlefield

Kirk(last name)

voice claim: Michael Ark, ‘Arvo’ “The Walking Dead”

T’Laura Amanda Kirk

T’Laura(first name): achievement

Amanda(middle name): worthy of love, lovable

Kirk(last name)

voice claim: Mae Whitman, ‘Amity Blight’ “The Owl House”

Soren Leonard Kirk

Soren(first name): stern, strict, severe

Leonard(middle name): lion's strength

Kirk(last name)

voice claim: Jorden Fry, ‘Lewis Robinson’ “Meet the Robinsons”

[alligaytorswamp]

extremely important content 

a redraw of this

[fungalgills]

Learn About Ghouls! (And how make you own!)

Ghouls are a type of undead person (obviously) that star in my story/verse Memento Mori! They've got a long history in the world and I have a lot of ghoul ocs, and I'd love to see others' ideas for them! Just please give me credit and @ me if you make one!

How do they come about?

Ghouls are created through a ritual of necromancy. The most important staple is wanting to come back from the dead, and not being resistant. Cause of death can be any physical injury (usually shock and blood loss directly), and the person doing the magic to make sure they come back as a ghoul can be them or someone else. Ghouls can’t be dead before the ritual, they need to die to transform.

What are their traits?

Disguises, white eyes, numbness to pain and mortal wounds.

First, what sets ghouls apart from other undead is their disguises. They can make themselves look like the living with magical disguises. Their mortal wounds and white eyes remain, but they no longer appear like walking corpses. In this form they must breathe, eat, and drink. They can also have children. The children and descendants of ghouls have a number of common traits I will cover in a later post.

Second, most ghouls have slightly glowing white eyes lacking an iris or pupil as a dead giveaway of their status. These form during the ritual, when a blinding explosion light comes out of their eyes. This is used as an indicator by necromancers that they have successfully brought the person back, since they often remain dead for hours or days before waking.

Ghouls are numb to most pain, and can shrug it off.

Lastly, a ghoul's most vulnerable and most distinguishing trait is their mortal wound. Whatever killed them, (and it must be a singular, noticeable wound) does not heal nor become pain-resistant like the rest of them. Instead, they are left with a raw, often bleeding wound that doesn't go away in their disguises. They often have to take measures to disguise these, and can get quite creative.

Where are they most common?

Ghouls are anywhere humans are!

How do they die?

I see you, ghoul hunter. For real? It's hard. In Memento Mori, silver is a sort of universal weapon against the undead. Burning a ghoul or cutting them into pieces is surefire, but silver mirrors can show through their disguises and give them unhealing burns. Silver weapons can injure and kill them very effectively, and cause them serious pain.

[justyurireee2]

Ya know what? It's Fankid Friday and I wanna share some of my fankids from different fandoms! Any questions about them will be much appreciated!

Fandoms Used- Danganronpa, Miraculous Ladybug

Also, sidenotes, I ship some rarepairs/cross game ships that I will talk about, if you don’t like rarepairs/cross game shipping, I don’t think I’m the person for you. And there are ships I ship who don’t have kids/haven’t been given any yet so don’t be mad if there’s not a certain ship on here!

Also I gravite to mlw and wlw ships more than I do mlm ships, don’t ask me why, I don’t know either, so that’s way there really isn’t many mlm ships on here!

EDIT-- Added Izanami Momota, Camilla/Marcel Lahiffe and a Genshin category featuring Winona Mallory

Anyways, here are the kiddos!

Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc-

Nori Kirigiri-- Naegiri son, age 16

Izumi Maizono-- Togazono daughter, age 16

Hotaru Oowada-- Ishimondo daughter, age 17

Isui Asahina-- Sakuraoi son, age 18

Kenji Asahina-- Sakuraoi son, age 15

Eiko Asahina-- Sakuraoi daughter, age 13

Akako Naegi-Fukawa-- Tokomaru daughter, age 14

Ryuichi Naegi-Fukawa-- Tokomaru son, age 12

Super Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair- 

Haru Komaeda-- Nagito daughter, age 18

Akari Hinata-- Hajime daughter, age 16

Mei Kamukura-- Izuru daughter, age 12

Miyako Tsumiki-- Mikan daughter, age 16

Genkai Owari-- Akanidai/Owanami son, age 19

Keisuki Owari-- Akanidai/Owanami son, age 19

Hinako ‘HNK-001′ Nanami-- Komahinanami/Owanami daughter, age 11

Aia Kuzuryuu-- Kuzupeko daughter, age 17

Hanzo Tanaka-Nevermind-- Sondam son, age 18

New Danganronpa V3: Killing Harmony-

Emiko Saihara-- Saimatsu daughter, age 17

Kishi Saihara-- Saimatsu son, age 15

Momoko Saihara-- Saimatsu daughter, age 13

Polaris Momota-- Kaimaki son, age 16

Izanami Momota-- adopted Kaimaki daughter, age 16

Aimee Momota-- Kaimaki daughter, age 13

Satoshi Shinguji-- Shinaga son, age 5

Dangan Cross Game:

Amaterasu ‘Ame’ Amami-- Ranbuki daughter, age 20

Jin ‘Jinny’ Amami-- Ranbuki son, age 16

Mikio Ouma-- Celesouma son, age 20

Morie ‘Mary’ Ouma ( †)-- Celesouma daughter, chronologically age 5

Miyuki Ouma-- Celesouma daughter, age 5

Miraculous Ladybug:

Lucas Elliot Couffaine-- Lukanette son, age 16

Dior Couffaine-- Lukanette daughter, age 15

Hugo Couffaine-- Lukanette son, age 13

Eli Couffaine-- Lukanette son, age 13

Emilie Couffaine-- Lukanette daughter, age 11

Nicolas Lavillant-- Julerose son, age 18

Ciel Lavillant-- Julerose child, age 14

Violetta “Violet” Lavillant-- Julerose daughter, age 12

Camilla Lahiffe-- Alyno daughter, age 17 

Marcel Lahiffe-- Alyno son, age 15

Genshin Impact:

Winona Mallory-- General Fatui Harbinger/Tsaritsa (NOT A SHIP) adoptive daughter (they all take care of her), age ? (Klee’s age or younger)

And there’s the write up! There will be more added at a later date but I’m getting tired. Again, character asks/questions are very welcome!

[jervis-tetch-my-beloved]

Oh, I love bengal cats! They're so beautiful 😍

My cats names are Mallory (Mal for short) and Morrigan (Mori for short), they're siblings, around 10 years old and simple house cats 💕 Mal's fur is completely black, but she's got all white paws! Whereas Mori's fur is mostly black, but it's streaked with much red, which makes her look almost golden in a certain light 😊

They're technically both my cats, but by now, Mal is much more my best friends cat. Whenever he's over, it's like she forget who I'm and has been adopted by him 😄 (yes, the best friend, the maybe-crush)

Aww they sound like pretty little kitties!! I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything named Mallory or Morrigan, why did you decide to name them that?

My cat is so attached to me and hates other people so I’ve luckily never had that problem.. maybe it’s cause all friends act like cats have gone exciting and he’s the only one left so.. yeah..

By the way, how’s it going with them? I think I indirectly asked you in a tag but I’m not sure if I saw it. After you said that you’ve been going through some things in your personal life I was a bit hesitant to ask, but since you openly talked about them I guess I’ll ask :)

[7-wonders]

Circling the Drain

Summary: It's a race against time...wait, why do people say that? It's not a race against some outside force, it's a race against a crazed back-from-the-dead mafioso with a vengeance.

Word Count: 3454

A/N: I tried something a little different for this chapter in terms of formatting, mainly because there was so much I wanted to fit in different POVS. Uhhhhh let me know your thoughts and like, comments and reblogs make my world go round. ALSO that second gif is exactly how I imagine a certain scene (you'll know it when you read it).

Warnings: Very torture heavy chapter. Blood, torture methods, guns, knives, kidnappings, talk of death. You should probably go pet some puppies or kittens after you read this.

Previous chapters of Memento Mori: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11

Duncan

It’s difficult to know how much time has passed since Duncan was last outside of this small concrete room. There’s no windows to let light in, no clocks to denote the hour, and no sort of schedule that he can catch on to. Although, even if there were a schedule, he would be too delirious from sleep deprivation to realize that there was one. The only thing that Duncan can count on is the unending torture at the hands of his uncle.

All of the crisis training in the world wouldn’t have prepared him for the physical and mental torture that he’s been put through. Though he doesn’t know it, it’s been almost seventy-two hours of this absolute hell, of Bill beating him black and blue, taunting him, slowly ripping out fingernails one by one (somehow, he still has six, though one of the six is just barely hanging on), refusing to let him sleep, and tasing him back to consciousness whenever he tries to close his eyes. This most recent time, the throbbing of his head had begged him enough to where he finally closed his eyes, only to be jolted up with a rush of electricity running through his body and seizing his muscles.

“You still think you’re getting out of it that easy, huh? That you can fall asleep and bide your time until you’re ‘rescued?’” Bill chuckles. “No, it’s not that easy.”

“Just kill me already, if that’s what you’re planning on,” Duncan says through clenched teeth, glaring up at Bill through the one eye that’s not completely swollen shut.

“Is that what you want? You want me to kill you?” His obviously-fake concern would enough to make bile rise in Duncan’s throat, if he had actually had anything left in his stomach.

“You want me to beg for it, don’t you?”

“I guess I underestimated you. Turns out you do have some sort of critical thinking skills.”

Duncan defiantly turns his head, refusing to give Bill what he wants. Realizing this, Bill begins to walk towards the door. As he does, going to flick off the single light bulb in this place, Duncan’s chest tightens in anticipation of the claustrophobia he’ll surely begin to feel (most likely a side-effect of what he’s gone through, considering he’s never been scared of dark spaces before) and he scrambles to stall him. “So why are you keeping me alive?”

Bill stops for a moment before slowly turning around. “I already told you.”

“No, I know that you want revenge. But what’s your plan? Why waste your time? Surely you’ll at least give me the honor of knowing what I’m dying for?”

His jaw clenches, not pleased with that last question, but he doesn’t hit Duncan. Yet. “I’m taking back what’s mine, and then some.”

“And you think Mom’s going to be okay with that?”

“Your poor mother is going to be more than okay with that when she finds out that the Coven killed her only child.”

Slowly, it dawns on Duncan. “You’re the one that’s been killing people in the Coven’s style and leaving them in our territory?”

“Of course I am!” Bill holds his arms out as if to say ‘tah-dah!’ “Cordelia Goode would never be so bold as to do that! But after I kill you, drain you of your blood, cut your tongue out, dump you in the Potomac, and reappear into society, people won’t care about that little fact. Especially after I reveal that it was the Coven that prompted me to fake my own death and go into hiding for years.”

“How long were you planning this?”

“About a year before you stabbed me, when I realized that you were far too…” he grits his teeth, “charismatic to not end up with the family business eventually. That’s why I always made sure that the police and paramedics were well-paid, just in case the day ever came that I needed them to lie on my behalf.”

“You have it all planned then, so why not just do it and kill me now?”

“Well, there are a couple of minor issues I still need to work out.” Bill glances at Duncan slyly. “Such as what to do with that girlfriend of yours.”

In a flash, Duncan sees red. He lunges, forgetting the fact that he’s chained to the radiator and can only go so far until his ankle is jerked violently and he falls back to the ground. “You leave her alone, she’s done nothing wrong!”

“You’re right, she hasn’t, but (Y/N) knows too much.”

Duncan’s heart skips a beat when he realizes that Bill (predictably) knows more than he should.

“I’m thinking a suicide? It’s very believable, what with the grieving girlfriend and all.” Bill steps forward and, ever so slowly, places his foot on one of Duncan’s hands. “Maybe she slits her wrists in the bath? It’s very easy to overpower someone when they’re vulnerable. Or perhaps she overdoses? That’s not my preferred method, though, far too much room for someone to survive an overdose. Tell me, Duncan, how would you prefer that she die?” With each possible method, Bill continues to lay more pressure on Duncan’s hand until Duncan is moaning in pain.

“Don’t...hurt her,” Duncan pants.

Bill finally removes his foot, giving Duncan a moment to breathe before he stomps on his hand, digging the toe of his shoe in until Duncan is screaming and Bill is sure his hand is broken. “I think she’ll jump into the Potomac with a weight tied around her ankle. The poeticism--her drowning in the same river that your body will be found in--is something that’s just too good to pass up.”

“I’ll kill you. I swear to God, I’ll kill you again and make sure that it sticks this time.” Tears are streaming down Duncan’s face, though whether that’s from the physical or emotional agony he’s in, he can’t be sure.

“We’ll see about that, won’t we?” Bill smiles, walking to the light switch and flicking it off. “I’ll be back in a bit, and then our final act can finally begin.”

This time, Duncan doesn’t stop him before he leaves, barely letting the door close before his willpower crumbles and he begins to sob. Cradling his injured hand, he has to force himself to look at the now-mangled fingers. He gasps, attempting to straighten them out, but they refuse to even twitch in response. It’s now that Duncan realizes that the true torture is waiting. His mind and body shattered, he now has to be at the mercy of Bill Shepherd before he can finally die. He’s never wished for death before, but now, he feels a pang in his heart for every one of his victims that have had to wait, broken and bruised, for Duncan to kill them.

You

“Does this location have any significance to you?” Cordelia asks Annette, pointing to an address hastily written down on a scrap of paper. The address corresponds to a building, fairly nondescript, but obviously holding some sort of significance.

“No, it doesn’t.” Annette shakes her head.

“That’s because this is the location of the first school that I opened here in D.C. Bastard’s really going all in on trying to frame me for everything he’s done.”

(Y/N), who had previously been dozing off on Langdon’s lap (Langdon had already made her swear not to tell anybody or else he would kill her in her dreams like Freddy Kreuger), sits straight up at this moment. “What makes you think he’s there?” she asks.

“This car.” Cordelia pulls another paper out from the folder she had brought with her, this one a picture of a Mercedes E-Class. “It’s been back and forth from Umbra to the old school numerous times in the past two days. License plates are registered back to Umbra.”

“So it’s definitely Bill, then.”

“I’m not typically a betting woman, but I would put money on this. Surveillance indicates that this car has been parked in front of the Goode Academy for six straight hours now.”

(Y/N) doesn’t know much about hostage situations, but she has to assume that Bill being where Duncan is held captive for an extended amount of time means nothing good.

“We need to move now, then,” Annette says. There’s no question behind her voice; she’s going to get her son.

“Yes. Your team?”

“Myself, Langdon, and (Y/N).”

Cordelia glances warily at (Y/N). “Do you have combat experience?”

“Duncan trained me to fight, and also did some weapons training with me,” (Y/N) says.

“That’s good enough.” (Y/N) tries not to be offended. “I have myself, Madison, Misty, and Mallory.”

“We’re going?” Mallory, a brunette wearing a gold headband, says.

“I need my best girls, and you three have proven yourselves.”

“Alright then, let’s go.” Annette grabs a key from around her neck and unlocks what you thought to be a closet door, opening it to reveal a weapons cache large enough to rival a small government’s. “Stock up.”

“Which gun are you most comfortable with?” Langdon asks (Y/N), the two standing side-by-side after everybody else has had their turn.

“Uh, I don’t really know the names. It’s a handgun, and it’s black.”

“Probably a Springfield, then.” Langdon hands (Y/N) a gun that looks similar to ones that she’s handled before. “It’s already loaded.”

“Thanks.” She glances at Langdon after holstering her own weapon, watching as he selects numerous guns of different sizes. “What if we’re too late?”

“We won’t be.”

“But you heard what Cordelia said. Bill’s been there for six straight hours now. He could have--”

“You’re right, he could have,” Langdon interrupts. “But we can’t go in there assuming that the worst outcome has come true. We have to have hope. If nothing else, there’s always hope.”

“I have hope.”

“Good, because I do, too.” Langdon grabs a knife from the weapons closet, twirling the tip of the blade on his index finger. “Now let’s go get Duncan back.”

Duncan

Bill stands before Duncan, twirling the tip of a knife on his index finger. “I’ve held onto this for six years now. Do you recognize it?”

Of course Duncan recognizes the knife that he stabbed his uncle with. In his dreams, he can still feel the cool leather handle gripped tightly in his palm.

“It’s something of a treasure to me, although it certainly didn’t seem like it at first. I’ve come to recognize the significance of holding the thing that almost killed me, and I like to keep it as a reminder.” Bill holds the knife out to Duncan, knowing he’s too weak to fight him for it. “See that on the blade? Why don’t you read it for me?”

Cursive lettering is engraved on the blade, though it was not there when the knife had been in Duncan’s possession. “Memento mori,” Duncan mutters, trying to remember his Latin lessons from high school.

“It was an extremely popular phrase during the medieval period, specifically when it came to funerals. ‘Remember you must die.’ It’s a warning, a reminder. That’s what this knife has become to me, a reminder of the inevitability of death. It also reminds me that I’ve survived death before, and I’ll surely survive it again.”

“Quite the sense of humor,” Duncan remarks dryly.

Bill shrugs, bending down to Duncan’s level. “A little gauche, perhaps, but I enjoy the significance of the phrase.”

Duncan’s about to ask him what the point of this is when Bill shows him by shoving the knife into his abdomen. Duncan grunts in pain, gritting his teeth and glaring at him. “Of course you’re going to stab me just like I stabbed you.”

“Do you know how I managed to survive?” Bill asks.

“I’ve tried not to think about it much.”

“I survived,” Bill continues, “because you were too stupid to realize that you needed to pull the knife out. What do all of the medical professionals say when training civilians on dealing with stabbings? ‘Don’t remove the weapon.’ That’s the only thing keeping them from bleeding out, and it’s what kept me from bleeding out.”

“I had assumed I severed your abdominal aorta, what with all the blood.”

“Exactly, ‘assumed.’” Bill digs the knife around to watch the way that Duncan tries not to scream before pulling it out and watching as blood begins to pour out of the wound. For every beat of Duncan’s frantic heart, trying to pump blood to the source of the injury in an attempt to clot it, more blood pulses out. “Never assume things, my boy.”

Though his head is starting to spin, Duncan finds just enough rage to spit at Bill. “Go to hell.”

“From the looks of it, you’ll be there long before me,” he says almost gleefully before pulling out a gun and shooting him in the thigh. This time, Duncan openly screams. “Just wanted to make sure you actually die, if the stabbing wasn’t enough.” Bill’s extremely nonchalant, as if he’s discussing the nuances of the Nationals rather than talking about murder.

Bill grabs a key and unlocks the chain from around Duncan’s leg, knowing that he won’t have the strength to escape. “I’ll be back in half an hour to check on you.”

“Fuck you,” Duncan responds, but Bill’s already gone.

Duncan moans in pain as he stares at his wounds, feeling the stickiness of blood beginning to pool under him. Lifting a shaky hand, he presses it to his abdomen to try and slow the bleeding. As he swallows deeply, realizing that he very likely is going to die shortly, he thinks about a number of things, mainly regrets.

He wishes that he had realized earlier that his mom was just as much Bill’s victim as he was.

He wishes that he appreciated Michael more for the brother he had been to him.

He wishes that he had told (Y/N) that he loved her more often.

But most especially, Duncan wishes that he had just put a bullet in Bill’s head that night instead of stabbing him. Then, he wouldn’t be feeling this intense cold begin to settle in his bones as he’s forced to slowly die on the concrete floor of a basement. Facing the Grim Reaper head-on is not nearly as dramatic as he thought it would be.

You

Watching the Coven, Langdon, and Annette taking out the defectors is not nearly as dramatic as (Y/N) thought it would be. Wisely, they had requested that she stay behind until the perimeter was secured. It’s much quieter, and a lot less bloody; as it turns out, members of organized crime do have consciences, and chose to subdue those not directly a threat. After Langdon finishes tying those who had remained loyal to Bill together, Cordelia motions for (Y/N) to follow the group into the old school.

The proud sign that once declared this building the Goode Academy now lies in the dirt of the overgrown lawn. The doors are open, solely because the rusted hinges make it impossible for them to remain closed against a gentle breeze. The further that they make it inside, the more frantic (Y/N) is. She knows that they’re close to Duncan, she just doesn’t know what state they’ll find Duncan in. Before they can make it too far with Cordelia as their guide, Bill appears. Instead of holding a machine gun, which is kind of what (Y/N) had expected, he has a concerned look on his face.

“Annette, thank god you’re here! I know this must be confusing to you, but when I heard that Duncan was missing, I knew that I needed to save him from the bitches that had sent me into hiding years ago.”

Confusion blankets (Y/N)’s mind as she tries to figure out what’s going on, but Annette doesn’t feel the same. “Cut the shit, Bill. I know what you’ve been doing.”

Bill laughs. “You’re going to let Cordelia Goode manipulate you into believing her, after she tried to kill me?”

“You’re an idiot. You think I don’t smell the blood in the air?” Annette laughs viciously, a verbal slap in the face. “Where’s my son?”

Like a switch was flipped, the worry on Bill’s face falls into contempt. “You’ve always been too emotional for your own good, Annette.”

“‘Family over everything,’” Annette quotes. “Remember that? What happened to that?”

“That died the day that that--that mistake came back from boarding school and decided that our business, the empire we built from the ground up, was his birthright.”

“You never were good at sharing, were you?”

The siblings stare at each other for a moment before Bill sighs. “You could have just been complicit, but no. Guess I’ll have to think on the fly, then.” He pulls out a gun and cocks the hammer back.

Before he can fire, Madison and Mallory appear from behind him, having snuck into the back. Madison knocks the gun out of his hand, the weapon firing into the ceiling, as Mallory socks him in the face and drives him to his knees. Both women force his hands behind him, holding him still as Cordelia walks up to him.

“The door to the basement is in the kitchen, hidden behind the left wall of the pantry,” Cordelia says to the group.

(Y/N)’s off, moving as fast as she can while maneuvering through the unfamiliar house. “Wait, you can’t do this. Annette, you aren’t really going to let the Coven, of all people, do this to me?” Bill pleads.

“I can actually, and I will. After all,” Annette turns to Cordelia, “we have a deal.”

In the kitchen, (Y/N) throws open the pantry door, pushing and shoving and pulling at the left wall before it finally opens to reveal a set of stairs.

“Girls?” Annette calls just before she reaches the door. “Make it painful.”

(Y/N) runs down the stairs, hands scrambling along the wall until she comes across a light switch. Flicking it on, her eyes look around the room until she sees a lifeless figure on the floor that’s surrounded by a pool of blood. A cry is ripped from her chest as she falls to her knees beside Duncan, hands hovering above him as she tries to figure out what to do first.

He’s pale, scarily so, and he’s breathing so shallowly that she can’t tell he’s breathing at first. Somehow, with all the blood, he’s still breathing. All (Y/N) can focus on is the fact that he’s still alive (later, she’ll wonder how she didn’t even flinch at all of the injuries and the blood, oh, the blood) as she rips her shirt off and presses it firmly against the wound on his stomach, calling his name over and over again in increasing levels of desperation.

From behind her, she can hear Annette scream and yell for Langdon to call an ambulance. She can feel the presence of somebody next to her as they catalogue where Duncan’s hurt, but she can’t bring herself to look away from Duncan’s face. His perfect face, that she’s kissed over and over a thousand times and has taken immense pleasure in watching a blush rise to the surface. His perfect face that she’s now slapping to try and get him to at least show some sort of response.

“You don’t get to die like this,” she tells him, hoping that he’ll somehow manage to hear her. “You said that you didn’t want to be the reason I suffered, but look at you now, making me suffer. Don’t keep me suffering like this!”

Slowly, and just barely, his eyes crack open just enough that (Y/N) can see a hint of blue. His lips move, saying something without audible sound, and she brings her head down to his to try and catch what he’s saying.

“An angel.” She finally makes out what his reverent whisper is over the wail of the incoming ambulances, and laughs brokenly as her head falls onto his chest in relief.

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