#maybe a little rp. but nothing big. i swear nothing big. i will do everything in my power for it just to be silly little stuff

[im-still-a-robot]

Hello minecraft playing friends, mutuals and awkward acquaintances. How do we feel about a multiplayer creative mc server?

[hcneygemini]

𝖝. 𝖆. 𝖓. 𝖆. — the sex was good until it wasn't sentence starters.

A collection of sentence starters from the album The Sex Was Good Until It Wasn't. Not including songs previously released as singles ( they are on this meme ) I also have chosen not to include 15, Lavender Daughter, or BODY due to the heavy and deeply personal subject matter. Please do not add to or claim this meme as your own. Feel free to change pronouns, slightly rephrase, combine, or shorten as needed. Some lyrics have been changed to better fit rp purposes. tw: toxic relationships, brief suicidal ideation, religious stuff ( mostly blasphemous lmao ), some violence mentions, & implied cheating.

LIP SERVICE

you can't hurt me any more than you have already.

it's taken everything in me not to be petty.

what once was easy is now feeling pretty heavy.

waiting is romance until [ they ] are never ready.

i get next to you and i still get nervous.

my stomach dropped when you said "i don't deserve this."

i don't deserve this.

"it's just not like you," is what i tell myself, but how could i know that?

i guess it's true love 'cause you always come right back.

reliability is what you lack.

i don't wanna know that.

you talk of timing, like our planets just aren't aligning.

you talk of timing, as if we don't have any say in deciding.

you talk of timing, as if my tongue is the only one i'm biting.

you talk of timing, as if i don't have all your confessions down in writing.

yeah, it's the timing.

i can't let you lie to me.

i don't know who you're trying to be.

i didn't wanna up and leave.

i knew you wouldn't stay with me.

i think about you all the time.

we thought it would, but it never died.

my guilt is who i sleep beside.

i wonder if you're warm tonight.

we tried to control all the damage.

you couldn't let go.

i couldn't handle all the doubt in my mind.

all that's left is the hurt where you're hollow.

i wish you'd have saved yourself, 'cause i now i gotta save me.

now i gotta save me.

is there a world where we can make this better?

will i question your intentions forever?

[ Phoebe ] said that it's for the better.

i do what i can to make it last.

i'm scared of how i feel when you talk like that.

can we talk like that?

can we talk?

i would do it all again.

maybe we can try whenever you are able.

i'm not waiting, i'm just sitting at the table.

THE SEX WAS GOOD !

we're star-crossed lovers, but i wanna puke whenever you say it.

you're a little older now.

that's just the hard truth.

you're rocking with the big boys.

you scream your lungs dry.

i'm a sucker for white noise.

where am i tonight?

i guess you'll never know.

you probably won't sleep right.

now i can't think of you, it ruins my whole mood.

i only painted you red out of kindness.

you blame it on your childhood.

i should have left, but how could i?

i guess the sex was good until it wasn't.

i bet it cuts right to the bone.

you wanted a wife and a kid and a life you could control.

i've got unsaved numbers in my phone.

i've got a god-awful tendency to love being alone.

break all my shit!

incite a riot!

go play the victim, babe, i hope they buy it.

dry your alligator tears.

you can't leave 'em here.

you wanted love songs—beggars can't be choosers, dear.

i'm stone cold.

it's fucking tragic.

i never loved you.

i find myself looking back a bit more than i should.

it wasn't all bad, but it wasn't that good.

SICK JOKE

write it in gold.

the ending gets old.

they say you learn to know when it's time to go.

these days i'm talking to myself.

i know what to say now.

is everything i feel temporary?

i'm learning more about myself and it's scary.

won't you let me live right here in the memory?

love me plenty.

take this gently.

leave me empty.

leave me whole.

call it what it is: it's a sick, sick joke.

nobody's laughing now.

i wanna learn to love you, i just don't know how.

i swear i'm really trying, but i'm all worn out.

all that happened hurt me more than i care to talk about.

nothing ever changes, and i'm sick of this town.

will i find it in me to find a way out?

i think i might feel better once i let you down.

we never touched in that midnight glow.

every part of me you begged to know.

i look into your eyes and i see my own.

it's almost like you always knew me—what a horrifying feeling.

you were horrifying.

i only miss it a little.

i don't wish you very well.

you only loved me in riddles.

you still loved me, i could tell.

now you call it a fever dream.

you're only kidding yourself.

i wanna learn to trust you, i just don't know how.

you're no longer a contact.

i'm good on my own, but you already know that.

you swore to be true.

you failed in the moment.

they say it takes two, but i blame you.

i don't know what it means.

someday i'll find the meaning.

the wound still stings.

i kinda like the bleeding.

where'd you go?

you oughta stay there.

i had to block you on the internet 'cause i still care.

it keeps me up at night like a bad, bad dream.

what if i never find someone who's just like me?

our stars never aligned.

we did a bad thing.

i hold on to the grudges.

i wish you held me.

i have an incessant need for a love so all-consuming that it ruins me.

you promised it was real.

i guess you misspoke.

i wanna be merciful, i just don't know how.

it goes against my nature to believe you're bad.

why'd you have to go and lie to me like that?

there always come a point where you have to have your own back.

now's as good a time as ever to learn that.

i'm thankful that i never gave you all of me.

now i get to walk away with everything.

if i linger in your memory, eradicate me!

i never saw you coming, but i felt you leave.

i did my best.

i hope you never find the guts to make amends.

i'm crying to my friends.

i'm plotting my revenge.

all i really wanna know is why would you pretend?

FERAL

i served my head on a platter.

i wish i were dead by now.

what does it matter?

make your amends.

prepare for the slaughter.

the rumors are true.

you're callous and cruel.

that [ woman ] is feral.

they said, "be careful, that [ woman ] is the devil.

even god herself as never known such evil.

i see [ her ] when the lights go low.

i feel [ her ] when i'm on my own.

i do my best work under pressure.

you fight for your life.

for me, it's just pleasure.

blood on my lips looks so much better.

witness my final ascension.

i command your undivided attention.

i'm teaching a lesson.

god is a woman and she likes other women.

does it keep you up at night?

was there something in the light that looks like me?

was it worse than you thought?

are you praying to a god you don't believe?

there's a shadow in your bed.

[ she ] won't leave.

i kinda wish i killed you sooner.

pray to your great empty heaven.

THE KICKER

it's snowing for the second time this winter.

i'm glad i didn't, but i wish i'd kissed [ her ]

i've been contemplating resolutions.

i blocked the user, but [ she ] made a new one.

i'm at a loss.

maybe i'm sick and need an obsession.

maybe it's love and the timing's up to heaven.

if it's as real as it feels, wouldn't you be here still?

ain't that the kicker.

there's a ghost in these walls.

[ she ] says nothing at all.

there ain't a single day i don't feel [ her ].

you're a lesson learned.

i'm one you get to work through.

how dare you say this ain't easy for you.

you get to fall asleep in bed with a [ girl ] who chose you.

i hate that i still wonder if it's what you wanted.

you said you're all mine.

it left me haunted.

if i go crazy, put your name down on the paper.

cause of death: a fucking serial dater.

maybe i'm mixing up all the signs.

you're really not a bad guy.

you could be the one if i just let this one slide.

baby, you're lucky that i'm such a forgiver.

you chose her too.

don't tell me you love me if you don't mean it like that.

you don't mean it like that.

don't tell me you're coming back, you don't mean it like that.

why'd the lord make me such a forgiver?

EARTH EYES

you're got earth in your eyes.

i can hardly survive how you touch me at night.

will you touch me tonight?

will you touch me?

you're all mine.

you kissed and you cursed me.

i spent 7 years trying to prove i was worthy.

i waited for worship.

i waited for madness.

i sat on your doorstep.

i loved without reason.

you loved me in secret.

now that i'm older, i no longer mind it.

it wasn't one-sided.

you tried to hide it.

you wound pretty lies 'til we crashed and collided.

i finally found you.

ALIBI

i don't love [ her ], but i think about [ her ] all the time.

i wonder what on earth [ she ] tastes like.

i've got a hundred reasons why i need an alibi.

i think it's funny.

i can never get [ her ] all alone.

it's all we know.

i haven't been this close to heaven since they shut me out.

i still had blood on my clothes.

[ she ] washed it out.

i know nothing in this world can save me now.

no, i don't love [ her ]

[ she's ] just somehow all i think about.

ain't it funny?

for you, i think i could have been someone.

i hope you know when it's your time to go, it'd be an honor just to offer up a hand to hold.

if i have to wait until our decaying state to be that close to you, darling, it's all i'll do.

i'll be yours forever, if forever will have me.

i'll be yours forever.

4EVER

it's already been 6 months.

i kinda hate how the time just goes and goes.

it feel strange to think about how i used to be somebody you didn't know.

you're the first i always call.

i share my clothes and fears with you.

we know it's something special.

we know we're gonna miss it when we get a little older.

i'm crying on your shoulder.

i think i fell in love, but it feels a little better.

i could stay right here in this house with you forever.

some things are meant to be.

some things are accidental.

you make me believe the world could be gentle.

every minute here i get more sentimental.

you cry in my arms.

i put on the kettle.

we do what we want.

the [ girls ] are allowed.

i had a panic attack, now we're going out.

god, i love the [ girl ] house!

you can brush your teeth while i'm singing in the shower.

i'll follow you wherever.

you make it all right.

home is where i love you.

they could stick us in a movie.

i'd even go to hell if it meant with you.

how'd we get so lucky?

home is where you love me.

we're all just a little bit in love with [ Amelia ].

i'll meet you on the corner.

i'm down in california.

they say talk is cheap.

JANUARY

it's all so comforting, the part of me that dies without you here.

tell me how i'm supposed to stay away for another year.

i don't wanna kill the parts of me that loved you right.

i can't look them in the eye.

i swear i will hate you for this forever.

i never got to tell you that i loved you.

i was blinded by your tunnel light.

this is my town.

honey, it's your wasteland.

i don't think we'll ever talk again.

we couldn't get that right.

i didn't notice the moment you let go of this.

i was all alone in it for longer than i knew.

i knew.

you made the right choice.

i'm second guessing if i ever really knew your true intentions.

you couldn't hold back.

i couldn't learn my lesson.

i kinda hate the silence.

i know what to do with it.

now it's over.

i feel 10 years older, somehow none the wiser.

i do this every time.

i couldn't get that right.

your skeletons, they don't scare me.

i go back to january—in my mind, you wait there for me.

i feel pathetic, insisting this shit's poetic.

i feel you rolling those damn eyes.

i curse 'em all the time.

no, i don't miss you anymore.

i don't want you back in my life, i couldn't live like that.

i'd say i'm happy.

there's still something so daunting.

i never felt the weight of it all.

you came along and took it off me.

i hope you're happy.

i can't look at any pictures, i'm afraid i'll see you with [ her ].

i heard you got that right.

i can't go back, i can't move forward.

i cried all night.

what's that like, being loved by you?

i still talk to you when i'm sleeping.

i call you name just to feel something.

i never learned to let a good thing go.

no, you won't be seeing my name on a phone screen.

you're hoping it's me who caves—well, it won't be!

i needed the time and the space.

i can't recall why it was needed in the first place.

i ain't a killer.

oh baby, i might be.

you're somehow the one i can't leave behind me.

in my mind, you regret me.

do you regret me?

[korememeprompts]

rp meme for the first episode of magnificent century: kösem — “ the lion, the wolf and the lamb. “ change pronouns as desired / preferred. trigger warnings for violence and mentions of pregnancy.

“ what a great day, i said. but our happiness didn’t last long. “

“ the happiness of the princes in fairytales is such a lie. “

“ we either ascend the throne — or we’re slaughtered. “

“ until that day, pain, sorrow and fear preys upon us. “

“ that day, i learned it.”

“ even ancient laws cannot resist the love that comes from the depths of the heart. “

“ i swear to you brother, if i ever ascend the throne, I won’t be like our father. “

“ I never forgot that scene. “

“ only in there could we escape from the past full of sorrow and the future awaiting us. “

“ I was scared my father would kill him. “

“ that moment, sorrow surged up in his doe eyes. “

“ how could I know, that moment was the last one I saw him ? “

“ I couldn’t care less, even if the whole world went to pieces. “

“ that night, distress preyed on me like a nightmare.”

“ he got my big brother killed. “

“ I realized that day the greatest pain for the heart, is the pain of losing a sibling. “

“ i spent three months in hell. “

“ the refreshing rain was over, the sweetness of spring, the fragrance of the greening branches and the light were over. “

“ she wanted to make her only grandchild smile. “

“ she got gifts for me from all over the world. “

“ in that moment, a light emerged from the darkness. “

“ there was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life in that picture. “

“ for the first time in days, or months, I felt relieved. “

“ is she very beautiful ? I don’t know. maybe there are more beautiful girls, but that wasn’t what I fell for. “

“ in this picture, in this girl, I’ve seen more then just beauty. “

“ the serenity that rushes through my body whenever I look at her, the joy of living making me forget my sorrow. “

“ the innocence that no one or nothing can break. “

“ please protect me. “

“ the dawn is for you. “

“ I told you not to fight. you’re grounded, go - now. “

“ I told you to take care of everything. “

“ where is your daughter ? “

“ where ? where are you taking her ? “

“ take care of your needlework. “

“ you do know what to do as soon as you ascend, right ? “

“ you can face the malice and darkness in your way — you can avoid the malice of the enemy with the blackened heart, and the poison of the mischief to head you off. “

“ why are all the doors closed ? “

“ breathe, your grace. breathe. “

“ it’s the time to rise like the sun, cascade like the river and roar like the lion. “

“ the laws are apparent. “

“ otherwise, one leg of the throne will be broken. “

“ this blissful day I ascend the throne, I will not smear it with gore. “

“ I would expect you to talk to me before making such a sudden decision. “

“ the laws and rules of the state were not established three days ago. “

“ I don’t understand why you’re so worried. “

“ everyone seemed happy about my decision. “

“ if you want to be strong, my son, there are three things you need to do. “

“ I will find a safer place to protect you and our prince. “

“ you should stay distant, your grace. “

“ I hope you will be a just ruler. “

“ what if his opponent is just as formidable as he is ? “

“ rebellions, wars and the status of the treasury … what kind of state did I take over ? “

“ together, we will overcome any malice. “

“ I hope you’ll become a more magnificent ruler. “

“ how ? where would I run away ?”

“ what are you waiting for ? run away, I will help you.”

“ look at it and remember me. “

“ remember the promise you made to me. “

“ it is the only thing I have left of my family. “

“ tell me where I am, doesn’t it have a name ? “

“ a pit of hell has been set where you’re stepping. “

“ you see, little girl, this is hell. “

“ you scum ! let me go, you devil! “

“ obviously, she doesn’t like crowds. “

“ I hope his grace is fine. “

“ such important people, especially if they are women, come to the world once in a century. “

“ we should respect her. “

“ if you make yourself announced in my presence again, I’ll think you’re challenging me. “

“ it can be anyone, your majesty, and I’m sure everyone has their reasons. “

“ would a mother kill her own child ? “

“ you want me to kill my conscience!”

“ I only want for you to survive. “

“ despite all the storms, it took root. it stood still. “

“ I was my hope. “

“ you will be the princess of our island. “

“ fearless. against every challenge, you will stand tall. “

“ every morning we wake in a different world. “

“ listen, my child. “

“ this is my first advice to you. “

“ a woman has many names through her life. every time she is someone else. she is a child, she is a woman, she is a mother. “

“ what matters is the name you choose for yourself. “

“ keep your mind at ease, there’s a great future before you. “

“ just show us your loyalty. obey me. listen to me. do you understand me ? “

“ I will tame you, you will see. “

“ go to the tailor and get your dresses.”

“ you should know that too, so you treat her accordingly. “

“ the road is thinner then a hair and sharper then a sword. “

“ what is fidelity ? is it just going where the wind blows ? is it to obey the one who’s got the power ? “

“ leave her alone ! you’re always at her back. “

“ because I want to escape from this palace too. “

“ whatever I do, I do for your peace and wellbeing — always remember it. “

“ she said all the women in her family are very fertile. “

“ I want to hold my grandchild in my arms as soon as possible. “

“ I accepted it for the sake of my mother. “

“ I’ll take care of it now, your majesty. “

“ you can’t know how you’re going to die in this palace. “

“ leave me alone with my mother. “

“ you were right, mother. this is too heavy. “

“ I thought I could end the fear of death once I ascended the throne. “

“ as if I did not ascend the throne, the throne fell upon my shoulders. “

“ my child, the light of my life. “

“ if you do not kill them, your enemies will attack again. they will kill you. “

“ we never talked on that matter, your opinion is important to me — do you think I made the right decision ? “

“ listen to your grandmother who has set roots in the palace for forty years, and never been displaced by any storm. “

“ I will go back to my chamber, if you will excuse me. “

“ we are leaving as soon as it gets dark. “

“ someone has stoked up the flames of sedition. “

“ only she would do it, we clipped her wings. “

“ I told you, I’m no longer an easy prey. “

“ mind yourself. don’t say I won while your opponent is still alive. “

“ a wolf who has not been barked by a hundred dogs is no true wolf. years ago, I took an oath. “

“ but I want to return to the palace. “

“ my little prince, we will be back someday, but not now. “

“ do you love it so much ? “

“ I love it so much. I love nuts, and walnuts, too. “

“ my brother calls me squirrel. “

[fanfalc-616]

The Rights Of A Nindroid

Chapter Thirteen- Variation Two

(Prevoius variation here)

(Discord Here)

This chapter was originally an RP with @ablackswansweet, and there are two versions- one from both character’s POV. I have Swan’s permission to post this.

The young man can feel the android's gaze on him. It's wary of Martha and him, although he can hardly blame it. But he can't help but find the idea of a machine being "scared" kind of funny.

"What do you want?" It asks, most likely knowing something is coming, judging from the resignation in its voice. Kyle smiles internally.

You can almost see the cracks.

The blond is practically buzzing with excitement. A real android! And he gets to study it up close!

Getting closer, he inspects its face. The eerie look almost makes him shudder.

"I want to learn how you work." He takes Original's chin in his hand, moving it's head left and right to get a better look at it. The winces of "pain" from the android are uncanny.

He writes down some notes and takes his place next to the official again. Next part should be fun.

The android seems less than pleased with him playing with its uncovered face. Still, it bites its tongue instead of Kyle's hand (despite its very obvious desire to do so) until the blond is done, and lets out what sounds like a breath of relief.

How can you replicate relief in coding ? It's AI is fascinating.

"Haven't you done that enough?" It whines, trying to shake off its bonds. "With everything you've done to me, I doubt that any competent mechanic would need any more research."

It tries to shoot him a displeased glare, but without its faceplate it just looks unsettling and pathetic.

Kyle chuckles to himself. For a machine, it's talking a lot. Fascinating.

"Thing is, Original, I'm not exactly a mechanic. I'm just really, really interested by your wires and gears. And how well they respond to… Certains stimuli," he says.

A few more words in his notes and he looks at Martha, asking if it's time. She nods. Awesome.

As fast as he can, the blond connects wires to the android, barely able to contain his joy. It's not everyday you get to experiment on a non-human sentient being.

Stepping in front of the control panel, he waits for the official's instructions, almost shaking from anticipation.

Original isn't looking so good. It seems worried. Well, it's right. It should be. The distress emanating from it is very interesting, too. Can it sense the danger looming over it?

“To begin with, my name is Zane, not Original. Second, if you are so interested in ‘wires and gears’ perhaps a robotics course would be a more healthy outlet for you," it tries to reason with him. Too bad that it's way more interesting than a simple robotics course.

After a pause, it adds, "Why are you doing this? I can assure you that I have never meant to cause harm on any innocents.”

Kyle's hand twitches. He looks over at Martha. She's wearing a displeased expression. He didn't expect anything else, and he's probably making the same face as well.

“You can begin whenever you like.” The official tone sounds slightly interested, now.

He hums in response.

"Hey, Original?" He calls out to the robot. "You talk a lot."

He pushes a button and a small jolt of electricity was released. This fairly small amount of energy is only meant to cause discomfort. Wouldn't want to burn it out too fast.

The android squirms and still attempts to free itself, but no real pain response occurs. Interesting. A new paragraph written.

It still tries to reason with him, going on and on about how it wants it to stop, please. Kyle drowns the sound out with his thoughts. That wasn't very exciting.

Maybe with a stronger charge, something interesting will happen? That's what Martha seems to think too.

The android finally looks like it understands it's not talking him out of it.

How advanced is its code supposed to be, again? That took a while.

“I suppose I am talking a lot,” It concedes, “but not nearly as much as an old friend of mine. Jay couldn’t stay quiet if his life depended on it.”

Is it trying to have a conversation with him? Now? In its situation?

It must have thought of something. Let's humor it.

"Heh, yeah. I had a guy like that in one of my foster homes." A smirk grows on the blond’s face as the robot seems startled. "Didn't end well for him either. No one like a constant source of useless noise, don't you agree?"

Even without a faceplate, its expressions are pretty easy to guess. It's almost laughable how a few words shakes it up.

Making small talk is is a smart plan, he'll give it that. It's probably hoping that it'll make him like it enough to not hurt it. Let's see how long this game can last.

"How is your old friend doing now?" He asks, slowly turning up the voltage. The other engineers told him this should be as painful as period cramps, so that's fun.

The android struggles under the amount of electricity building up. But still, it continues to talk. Kyle's impressed.

“I haven’t seen him in a while- I’ve been a little…” It looks at its restrains and winces, probably reminded of its situation.. “... tied up.”

At big crooked smile appears on the blond's face. It's even making jokes now! Powering through painful situations could be a valuable asset if they were to make something like supersoldiers. Looking good so far.

“I don’t think I caught your name, either. What do you go by?” It asks, most likely trying to get information on him. That's not very important data, though. It can have it.

The blond lets his face turn into a surprised expression for a second. "My name's Kyle. He/him, I guess. But I don't think you're going to need to know that."

He turns the charge a little higher again, hoping to see some more interesting pain responses as they continue to talk. This is getting boring. Martha seems to approve of his method, however. Thanks, mom.

"Tell me about your other old friends. You said you were dating, right? How's it like ?" He asks again, a sinister smile on his face. How about a good old Pavlovian shock therapy?

Original fights any sign of discomfort or pain, and its calm expression is almost unsettling when you know what its sensors are going through right now.

“It’s nice to meet you, Kyle," It tells him, the lie barely noticeable. But Kyle has worked with hypocrites before. Original is talented. “I don’t recall mentioning that I was in an active relationship, but I suppose that the background research you must’ve done would cover that.”

Kyle smiles and says nothing. He increases the tension steadily, appreciating the sight of the android losing its peaceful facade, with flashes of pain occasionally visible on its face.

Impressive. The robot is still fighting. Maybe leaving the sensors at their normal settings was too nice, but oh well. Things are just now getting better.

"Yeah, I read your file before coming here. Big fan, by the way." He smiles, but the hostility starts to seep in his voice. "Wonder how they feel about your self-sacrificing nature," he almost spit out.

No. Breathe. Calm down.

Some composure regained, he suddenly sends it a jolt of electricity. Seeing it almost bite its tongue in pain is pretty therapeutic, actually.

Kyle lowers the voltage to let the robot catch his artificial breath. It's going to give up completely pretty soon. He'll have some fun with it first.

"So, your old friends ?"

Its pathetic sigh of relief is still very satisfying. It looks desperate, and tries to explain its past actions. It really doesn't need to. Kyle already knows they're unforgivable.

“When I was fighting the Golden Master, I meant no harm to any innocent people. I was built to protect those who cannot protect themselves. I… I understand that in some ways, I have failed this function, but I do my best to help those in need.”

The android attempts to steady its breathing. Trying to keep keep a sliver of dignity in front of the enemy, maybe ?

Anyways, it stopped talking. Finally.

Kyle sighs and does his best not to give a snarky reply. It seems to believe in what it's saying, anyways. Further proof of how out of touch with reality its AI is.

Another spike of tension, and Kyle is smiling again.

"You didn't answer my question, Original. How was life with your… Boyfriends ? Kai Smith, Jay Walker and Cole Brookstone, yeah ?" He says, insisting on their last names. They know who they are. Perhaps that'll make it talk.

His excitement level goes through the roof at Original's reaction. It goes stiff, most likely from anger. He found the weak spot.

A whimper escapes it, but it doesn't adress it. It's really mad.

“You do not touch them," it snarls at him. If Kyle's hand had been close to its face, there was no doubt it would've bitten him. “If you hurt them, I swear on the First Spinjitzu Master that I will hunt you down to the ends of the-“ Kyle cuts him off by sending it a strong shock. It cries in pain. The blond doesn't feel bad.

"Calm down. I didn't even actually threaten them yet," The boy mutters, leaving the tension run high a few more seconds before leaving it room to breathe again. The pathetic sounds of relief it does each time makes him want to laugh.

"If I wanted to truly use them as hostages, I'd tell you I know which shop they go to every two weeks to buy supplies and food, which is the one at the end of the main avenue."

Slowly, almost imperceptibly, the voltage starts going up again.

"I'd tell you we have live feed of them almost every day and everywhere they go."

The pain must be becoming close to absolutely unbearable, seeing how the android trashes around. Fun.

"Or… I'd tell you how one of them already got arrested once, and how easy it is to transfer prisoners or fake an accident."

The power is now all the way up. It's almost scary how much this artificial body can handle.

Before it actually physically breaks, though, Kyle shuts off the power. The android's breath of relief is broken up by what sounds like sobs.

The blond comes closer, chuckling as the machine flinches near him. He takes off the wires plugged into it.

"Don't you dare threaten me or her ever again. Remember who holds the power here," he mutters in its ear before joining Martha with a smile, his notepad black with scribbles. She looks satisfied.

The android looks like it wants to say something, but doesn't have the strength to do so anymore. That's a satisfying sight.

He leaves the room with Martha, closing the door after her.

She smiles at him.

"It's close. You were right, you can almost see it cracking by the minute."

She fondly ruffles his hair and he chuckles, his nose tickled.

"Good job, sweetie."

[rkplaced]

THE  MOST  POPULAR  GIRLS  IN  SCHOOL  SENTENCE  STARTERS.

rp  starters,  taken  from  mpgis  season  one. feel  free  to  change  pronouns  or  other  words !

the  new  girl. ❝  i  am  ...  so  ...  pretty.  �� ❝  um,  excuse  me ?  ❞ ❝  who  the  fuck  are  you ?  ❞ ❝  i  asked  you  first.  ❞ ❝  i  asked  you  second !  ❞ ❝  i’m  ______.  i’m  new.  ❞ ❝  who  the  fuck  let  you  in  here ?  ❞ ❝  so.  ______.  let  me  tell  you  how  things  work  here.  ❞ ❝  i  already  know  how  things  work  around  here !  ❞ ❝  this  is  me  telling  you  that  you  need  to  learn  your  place.  ❞ ❝  i  already  know  all  those  things !  ❞ ❝  you’re  not  from  around  here,  are  you,  ______ ?  ❞ ❝  okay,  _____.  just  ...  what  the  fuck  do  you  want ?  ❞ ❝  fine.  but  know  this:  i  do  not  like  you.  ❞ ❝  i  feel  indifferent  towards  you.  ❞

french  class. ❝  you  know  what,  ______ ?  i  respect  you.  ❞ ❝  stop  trying  to  change  the  subject,  ______ !  ❞ ❝  in  exchange  for  that,  you  have  to  watch  a  whole  episode  of  glee  with  me.  ❞ ❝  what ?  that’s  not  even  a  fair  trade,  you  like  gossip  girl !  ❞ ❝  that’s  not  true !  ❞ ❝  I  LOVE  GOSSIP  GIRL  SOOO  MUCH !  ❞ ❝  SHUT  THE  FUCK  UP,  ______ !  ❞ ❝  hey,  um,  gossip  girl  is  a  good  show !  ❞ ❝  you  are  not  my  boyfriend  anymore.  ❞ ❝  god,  i  wanna  fucking  murder  you.  ❞ ❝  hey,  ______,  do  you  wanna  go  out  on  a  date ?  ❞ ❝  it’s  a  fucking  french  word,  you  little  bitch !  ❞ ❝  ______  just  broke  up  with  me.  ❞ ❝  my  people  know  very  much  about  suffering.  ❞ ❝  when  i  get  through  with  that  piece  of  shit,  he’s  gonna  wish  his  parents  went  through  with  that  move  to  st.  louis !  ❞

sister  act. ❝  what  the  fuck  do  you  want,  ______ ?  ❞ ❝  i  heard  that  you’re  going  around  calling  me  a  fucking  liar !  ❞ ❝  where  did  you  hear  that ?  ❞ ❝  i  said  where,  not  when,  you  idiot !  ❞ ❝  suck  it !  ❞ ❝  it’s  so  good  to  see  you !  ❞ ❝  oh,  no.  no.  we  are  not  doing  this  again.  ❞ ❝  seriously,  who  the  fuck  is  watching  the  door ?  ❞ ❝  how  do  you  know  about  that ?  ❞ ❝  it  smells  terrible  in  here.  ❞ ❝  anyway,  i  want  an  apology.  ❞ ❝  you  are  a  fucking  liar !  ❞ ❝  i  didn’t  believe  that  for  a  goddamn  second !  ❞ ❝  fuck  you.  ❞ ❝  wait,  what’s  going  on ?  ❞

the  most  popular  boys  in  school. ❝  god  damn  it,  ______,  who  let  you  in  here ?  ❞ ❝  i  ...  i  thought  you  were  gonna  say  ❛  what  are  you  looking  at,  ❜  &  then  i  was  gonna  say  ❛  not  much.  ❜  ❞ ❝  no,  ______.  ❞ ❝  the  fuck  kind  of  name  is  ______ ?  ❞ ❝  i  don’t  play  by  your  rules,  man !  ❞ ❝  suck  my  dick !  ❞ ❝  i  guess  we  see  who  the  real  man  is  here,  don’t  we ?  ❞ ❝  i’m  a  real  man !  i’m  not  afraid !  ❞ ❝  i’m  not  saying  anything.  i’m  ...  i’m  just  saying.  ❞ ❝  i’m  going  to  shower.  ❞ ❝  why  don’t  we  take  a  poll ?  i  vote  no.  ❞ ❝  i  vote  no,  too.  ❞ ❝  fuck  no !  ❞ ❝  i  always  believe  in  giving  people  the  benefit of  the  doubt.  ❞ ❝  you  ask  this  every  week !  ❞

$57  lunch. ❝  i  am  going  to  reiterate  a  point  that  i  make  to  you  twice  a  week.  ❞ ❝  yes,  i  suppose  that  will  suffice.  ❞ ❝  i  like  your  top.  ❞ ❝  um,  ______,  you  haven’t  paid  yet.  ❞ ❝  oh,  don’t  worry,  i’ll  take  care  of  it.  ❞ ❝  what  the  fuck  was  that ?  ❞ ❝  oh,  jesus  christ,  is  that  a  fucking  gremlin ?  ❞ ❝  whatever,  just  ...  no  one  feed  that  fucking  thing  after  midnight.  ❞ ❝  this  is  an  emergency !  ❞ ❝  i  told  you  never  to  talk  about  that !  god !  ❞ ❝  i  will  cut  a  bitch.  ❞ ❝  is  this  gonna  go  on  much  longer ?  ❞ ❝  i’m  in.  ❞ ❝  can  i  go  eat  now ?  ❞ ❝  there’s  nobody  here.  ❞

the  letter  zero. ❝  why  don’t  you  give  me  a  fucking  break,  okay ?  ❞ ❝  can  i  help  you ?  ❞ ❝  what  the  fuck  is  that  supposed  to  mean ?  ❞ ❝  i  don’t  give  a  fuck !  ❞ ❝  oh  my  god,  thank  god  you’re  here !  ❞ ❝  not  right  now,  ______.  ❞ ❝  yeah,  you  cursed  me  out  in  the  bathroom  earlier  today.  ❞ ❝  i  thought  we  had  a  connection.  ❞ ❝  anyway,  ______,  i’m  glad  i  ran  into  you  here !  ❞ ❝  ...  oh.  that  makes  a  little  more  sense.  ❞ ❝  what  the  fuck  is  going  on ?  ❞ ❝  why  was  i  not  consulted  about  this ?  ❞ ❝  we  have  new  vending  machines  on  campus,  they  take  credit  cards  now.  ❞ ❝  fuck  no,  you  guys  are  assholes !  ❞ ❝  congratulations !  ❞

the  least  popular  girls  in  school. ❝  oh,  ______,  our  plan  is  coming  together,  like  ...  so  good.  ❞ ❝  it’s  so  diabolical,  there’s  so  many  twists  &  turns !  ❞ ❝  it’s  like  we’re  the  two  new  characters  on  gossip  girl !  ❞ ❝  but  we  are  more  beautiful !  ❞ ❝  teen  wolf  is  starting.  ❞ ❝  i’m  recording  it  on  the  dvr  so  i  can  fast  forward  through  commercials !  ❞ ❝  well,  i  know,  okay ?  ❞ ❝  oh,  uh  ...  hey,  ______  ...  how’s  it  going ?  ❞ ❝  i  guess  ...  better  than  you.  ❞ ❝  well,  if  we  ever  have  a  special  on  meat  salad,  i’ll  let  you  know.  ❞ ❝  don’t  erase  my  dvr !  ❞ ❝  bye,  ______ !  ❞ ❝  yeah,  that’s  right !  walk  away !  like  a  bitch.  ❞ ❝  what  the  fuck  did  you  say ?  ❞ ❝  oh,  no,  nothing,  i  just  said ...  i  just  ...  ❞

3rd  grade. ❝  oh  my  god,  ______,  are  you  okay ?  ❞ ❝  you’re  fucking  kidding,  right ?  ❞ ❝  it’s  about  time  people  start  feeling  sorry  for  me.  ❞ ❝  i  feel  terrible  about  this.  ❞ ❝  ______,  looks  like  we’re  playing  pokémon  cards  again.  ❞ ❝  this  is  some  bullshit  right  here.  ❞ ❝  you  are  nothing,  ______.  ❞ ❝  hand  it  over.  ❞ ❝  oh,  son  of  a  bitch,  bastard,  oh  my  god !  why  me ?  why  now ?  does  god  hate  me ?  oh,  jesus  christ !  ❞ ❝  what  the  fuck  is  wrong  with  you ?  ❞ ❝  fucking  stand  on  the  other  side  of  me !  ❞ ❝  don’t  worry !  i’m  sure  everything  will  work  itself  out  just  fine.  ❞ ❝  i  didn’t  hear  a  fucking  thing !  ❞ ❝  it’s  worse  than  we  thought.  ❞ ❝  cool  ...  well,  i  don’t  wanna  be  rude,  but  that  story  was  very  long,  &  much  more  involved  than  i  originally  thought  it  would  be.  ❞

pre  pep  rally  energy  drinks. ❝  why  would  god  do  this  to  me ?  ❞ ❝  how  the  fuck  did  this  happen ?  ❞ ❝  you  know,  ______,  you  really  shouldn’t  do  that  ...  ❞ ❝  are  you  sure  you’re  not  a  gremlin ?  ❞ ❝  oh  my  god,  ______,  they  got  you,  too ?  ❞ ❝  the  fuck  are  you  talking  about ?  ❞ ❝  oh,  yeah,  i  already  knew  about  that.  ❞ ❝  i  mean  ...  i  already  did  not  knew  about  that.  ❞ ❝  i  swear,  i’d  rip  your  fucking  head  off !  ❞ ❝  see ?  i  told  you.  ❞ ❝  can  we  take  these  now ?  ❞ ❝  god  damn  it,  fine !  ❞ ❝  by  a  nap,  do  you  mean  an  ambien  &  a  box  of  wine ?  ❞ ❝  that  doesn’t  fucking  matter !  ❞ ❝ oh,  we  should  totally  fuck  up  their  credit,  too.  &  then  we  all  unfriend  them  on  facebook.  ❞

gay  van  buren. ❝  i  was  just  trying  to  put  myself  into  a  coma  so  i  wouldn’t  have  to  listen  to  you  dipshits  trying  to  talk  &  breathe  at  the  same  time.  ❞ ❝  where  the  fuck  have  you  been ?  ❞ ❝  i’m  telling  you,  i  don’t  trust  that  bitch !  ❞ ❝  um  ...  ______,  you  don’t  trust  anybody.  ❞ ❝  i  could  totally  go  for  a  swim  right  now.  ❞ ❝  god,  your  hair  is,  like,  super  thick.  ❞ ❝  what  the  fuck  do  you  think  you’re  trying  to  pull  here,  ______ ?  ❞ ❝  i  think  you  really  are  a  good  friend,  &  you  totally  deserve  it.  ❞ ❝  yeah,  ______,  thank  you.  thank  you  for  fucking  up  my  entire  life !  ❞ ❝  do  you  hate  me,  ______ ?  ❞ ❝  my  life  is  over !  ❞ ❝  are  you  nuts ?  do  you  know  what  this  means ?  ❞ ❝  maybe  it’s  not  so  bad.  maybe  no  one  noticed.  ❞ ❝  that’s  not  my  name !  ❞ ❝  welcome  to  my  world.  ❞

deandra’s  arms. ❝  oh  my  god.  i’m  this  close.  this  fucking  close.  ❞ ❝  what  the  fuck  did  you  just  say ?  ❞ ❝  so,  um,  do  you  usually  just  stand  here  &  watch  while  all  this  goes  on ?  ❞ ❝  go  fuck  yourself.  ❞ ❝  hey,  i  like  your  dress.  ❞ ❝  oh,  i’m  definitely  gonna  check  that  place  out.  ❞ ❝  do  you  know  who  the  fuck  i  am ?  ❞ ❝  ______,  you’re  a  member  of  this  family !  ❞ ❝  this  is  starting  to  hurt  ...  ❞ ❝  ______,  you  were  supposed  to  be  watching  the  door.  ❞ ❝  do  you  know  what  these  are,  ______ ?  ❞ ❝  do  you  not  know  what  has  transpired  while  you  were  in  pearl  harbor ?  we  had  our  own  pearl  harbor  here  today.  ❞ ❝  live  with  that !  ❞ ❝  ______,  was  that  part  of  the  plan ?  ❞ ❝  nothing  like  this  has  ever  happened  on  gossip  girl.  ❞

prom,  part  one. ❝  ahem.  ______,  tonight,  i  consider  myself  the  luckiest  man  on  the  face  of  the  earth.  ❞ ❝  did  you  just  steal  lou  gehrig’s  retirement  speech ?  ❞ ❝  hey,  i’m  real.  what  you  get  is  what  you  see.  what  you  trying  to  do  to  me ?  ❞ ❝  those  are  the  lyrics  to  an  old  jennifer  lopez  song.  ❞ ❝  a  compromise  was  reached.  ❞ ❝  time  to  go  in  there.  ❞ ❝  why  are  you  wearing  a  tuxedo ?  ❞ ❝  do  you  like  my  dress ?  ❞ ❝  you  look  like  a  tampon  that  was  dipped  in  skittles  &  vomit.  ❞ ❝  don’t  mind  if  i  do.  ❞ ❝  there’s  nothing  between  us.  ❞ ❝  you  take  that  back,  bitch !  ❞ ❝  haha,  fuck  you,  too,  there,  buddy !  ❞ ❝  things  are  fucking  awesome  for  me.  ❞ ❝  see  you  up  there,  dumb  whores.  ❞

prom,  part  two. ❝  it’s  so  great  to  have  you  back.  ❞ ❝  it’s  so  great  to  be  back.  ❞ ❝  don’t  you  ever  fucking  cut  me  off  again,  do  you  understand  me ?  ❞ ❝  i’m  gonna  be  honest,  i  don’t  see  what  the  big  deal  is.  ❞ ❝  i  don’t  really  give  two  shits.  ❞ ❝  mostly  because  she’s  a  bitch,  &  because  she’s  a  bitch.  ❞ ❝  this  isn’t  over.  ❞ ❝  i  have  been  waiting  all  night !  ❞ ❝  this  can’t  be  right.  can  someone  look  at  this  for  me ?  ❞ ❝  you cannot be serious. ❝  hit  the  bricks,  bitch.  ❞ ❝  don’t  worry,  baby.  ❞ ❝  ______,  aren’t  you  gay ?  ❞ ❝  wait,  does  this  mean  we’re  friends  now ?  ❞ ❝  oh,  no,  i  still  fucking  hate  you.  ❞

[orderofhunter]

Part 3- And it’s My Whole Heart Deemed and Delivered a Crime-Saturday, November 15, 2020

Para: And it’s My Whole Heart Deemed and Delivered a Crime-Part 3

Rating: PG.

Pairing: Seblaine.

Hunter: @orderofhunter

Blaine: @andersoncharm

Sebastian: @smythesm

When: Saturday, November 15, 2020- Early Morning.

Location: Sebastian’s Apartment- Boston, MA

Notes: Hunter and Tony bring Blaine home to Sebastian. -Features appearances by Antoinette ‘Tony’ Thompson (Hunter’s girlfriend and one of Blaine’s best friends) and Will Anderson (Blaine’s father and the headmaster of LeFay).

Warnings:  This rp includes; Mentions of death. Mentions of Parental Death (Blaine’s Mom), Mentions of injury, Mentions of toxic past relationships. Mentions of brief past Klaine.

Extra Warnings: (This hasn’t been brought up for a bit but, this RP is not Kurt Hummel friendly. You’ve all been warned.)

Hunter’s POV:

Hunter did his best to keep himself focused on the weight of his friend situated between him and Tony. He had been instructed by Will Anderson to bring Blaine straight to Sebastian’s house. Seb was to keep Blaine until Will showed up with further instructions. Hunter wasn’t sure when that would be, but when Will Anderson gave you orders it was best just to follow them, especially after the events of the last few days. He had no doubt the man was teetering on the edge of relief and rage right now. Hunter had put a very drained Blaine into his car and made the drive. Blaine could hardly sit up on his own and Hunter himself was so exhausted after forty eight hours awake and it had taken everything in him  not to pull over and let his heavy eyelids slip close just for a few minutes. 

The only thing that kept him going was the thought of how much Sebastian needed to see that Blaine had made it, Tony had reported that he’d hardly left the couch and that Freya was working overtime trying to keep him sane and comfortable while he waited. And it helped keep him going knowing that as soon as Blaine was safely home, Hunter would get to pull his girl into his arms and maybe let his guard down for a few seconds. He hadn’t gotten the chance yet, but it would be worth it once he could. She’d been there waiting with wide alert eyes when he’d pulled up and had rushed to help him with Blaine. The dark haired Witch was practically her brother and he couldn’t blame her for the worry that cut through her pretty face.

The two of them gently but firmly pulled Blaine up the flights of stairs to Seb’s house, the shorter man's head lulled from side to side and Hunter wished he could have brought a Witch to help them use magic for this part. It would have been so much more comfortable for Blaine who had been put through hell the last two days. His eyes slipped down to the rings of raw red skin around Blaine’s wrists, the ones from the magical cuffs they’d used to keep him still and controlled and he winced knowing that while the blisters would fade the scars never would fully and Blaine would have to live with them, as well as the mental ones for the rest of his life. At least he got to come home. At least he got to keep his person. It had come at a cost, but at least he was home now.

He thought back to how hard Blaine had fought for Sebastian. How cut open and freely Blaine had pleaded for his life with him. How hard he tried to convince the Council and Order that they were really Fated and that he truly never set out to break rules. He remembered Will’s face as his son begged, the man must’ve thought he looked passive but anyone paying attention would  have clearly been able to see the heartbreak written across his face over having to put the only piece left of his own Fate though this bullshit. In the end, right when all hope was lost and Hunter truly thought he was going to have to watch his friend, his girlfriend’s chosen brother, and his best friend’s soulmate burn or be sent someplace dark and locked away forever- it had come down to a few little missing pieces in the puzzle that was Blaine and Bas that had saved them. One that Blaine had figured out- A pretty little High Priestess and one that Will, who apparently had been helping Blaine and Bas secretly all along at great risk to himself, had cleverly thought of- a very very young Oracle. They’d both given a bit of information about Sebastian being chosen by Aphrodite for Blaine and that was extremely confusing and Hunter still wasn’t sure he understood it and he’d have to wait until Blaine was steady and alert to ask more about it. 

Hunter let Tony take the brunt of Blaine’s weight for a moment and dug out his key that Bas had given him and slipped it into the lock. He hadn’t messaged his friend, didn’t want him to panic or jump up and pace until they got home, so Sebastian looked slow and sleepy with puffy red eyes and his own little menagerie of animals piled on top of him. It took his friend a few moments to realize that Blaine was positioned between the two of them but once he did he was up and rushing over to them, worry and relief and a different type of exhaustion in his eyes. 

“Questions later, we need to get him into bed quickly.” With Tony’s help and Sebastian by their side and a suddenly overly excited Ras tangling his body up in their legs (Blaine wasn’t able to use his magic to calm him right now and it showed.) they finally managed to get the shorter man into the bed. Tony pulled his shoes off and tucked the covers around him like a mother would to a child. She looked like she wanted to sit next to him, but she looked up at Bas and took hold of his hand so that she could help guide him to Blaine, she nudged him to sit with him and then stood back against the wall, looking like the badass rogue hiding out in the shadows of a video game. Hunter scratched the back of his neck a bit sheepishly, not knowing where to start.

“Well, he’s uh, home. And good news, he gets to stay.” He forced a big grin and patted Sebastian on  the back and hoped he wouldn’t soak up too much guilt over everything he’d find out. “He can’t really communicate right now, we’re not sure how long he'll be like this, but he knows he got to come home and I think he can hear what’s happening. They’ve sort of been draining him slowly, those cuffs do it and, well, they made him wear them for over forty eight hours so he’s very weak and his magic is a little off right now. But, you can touch him, it might make him feel better.” He nodded in encouragement, glad to give some good news. “And you get to meet the parent soon, exciting, right?” He gave an uncomfortable laugh.

Blaine’s POV:

Blaine’s mind felt like sludge. Events of the last two days were buried deep under the mud of his brain and no matter how much he dug he couldn’t get to the bottom, it just kept filling up with more wet mud. All he could think about was that he was going home. He could hear what he thought was  Hunter and Tony talking, could feel the comfort of having their arms around him. Could feel the press of Tony’s kiss to his cheek and could feel her positive energy wrapping around him like a hug. But it seemed no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t focus on the details of his trial… he’d gone to trial, right? They went dark and choppy. He could see flashes of his dad's face, and the glares of High Council and High Order members surrounding him. Could recall the pain of Witch Steel cutting into his wrist and when he moved his hands what little he could he could swear the cuffs were still there cutting into him. No, his wrists were red, the cuffs weren’t red… His back hurt from standing up so straight for so long and his throat felt raw from yelling. Why had he been yelling? He hated that.

All at once too much feeling cascaded around his body as they started up a set of stairs, and though each step felt like hot coals against his flesh he tried his hardest to help Hunter and Tony get him up the steps. He knew before seeing him that Seb was there, he could just feel him, and he wanted nothing more than to wrap his boy up in his arms and never let him go. He had this funny feeling that he’d get to again, but this little nagging in the back of his mind told him there was a cost and for the life of him he couldn’t remember what it was. 

He tried to yell at them to stop, to let Seb hold him and help him to the bedroom  but they kept him away from him and wouldn’t even let him stop to pet Ras or say hello to Frey. It felt like heaven when he got to lie down, the bed familiar and comforting and very much Seb’s, but his frustrations grew as his arms were so heavy he couldn’t even move enough to reach out for Seb’s hand. He opened his mouth to try to talk to him, to tell him that he loved him. To tell him that he knew he’d get to come home, he’d give anything to just be able to say his name- but the movement of his lips was too exhausting and all he could do was look at Sebastian- and then Seb reached out and took hold of his hand then Blaine wasn’t able to look anymore. In his relief his eyes had closed and he was trying to smile, maybe he was smiling and all he could was listen, content in the weight of Sebastian’s hand.

Sebastian’s POV:

Sebastian had spent the past two days in a...well, a daze. He had scraped himself off the floor only to make it to the couch. He turned on the tv so that the place wasn’t so cold and quiet but he didn’t pay much attention to what was on. His mind was filled with scary scenarios and all he wanted to do was stare at the clock on his phone. Freya and Ras piled onto the couch with him and he felt the weight of Blaine’s crystal under his shirt and it made him feel a little better for a short moment. There were a few small moments over the 48 hours where he tried to take care of himself because he knew the other man would want him to. He managed to eat a little and take a quick shower but mostly all he wanted to do was take all of the potions Blaine had left and spend his time in a sleepy haze.

So, that’s what he did. Spent his time cooped up in the living room under the weight of his pup and B’s familiar, soundly sleeping as well as an anxious human could with the help of a draught. Seb had just woken up from his last potion induced slumber when the door opened. It was a welcome, if not worrisome sight, Hunter and Tony tried their best to keep Blaine upright in between them. Sebastian and Enjolras  jumped up off the couch and rushed to the familiar faces. He wanted to say so many things, ask so many questions but Hunter had shot all of that down immediately. Sebastian stayed out of the way as much as he could as he followed them into the bedroom. He was thankful for Tony’s help and her soft touch that encouraged him to sit on the edge of the bed with his boyfriend. 

Sebastian nodded as Hunter spoke and even smiled a little bit. He had Blaine back, how could he not breathe a small sigh of relief? 

Sebastian held on to Blaine’s hand and looked over his face as Hunter continued to speak. The other man really did look exhausted and pale. “I’m glad he’s back. Thank you.” He reached forward and laid the back of his fingers against his clammy forehead. Sebastian wondered if this was going to be as bad as the last time his magic was drained.  “Meet the parent?” Sebastian’s hand fell from Blaine’s face.

Hunter’s POV:

Hunter watched the two of them for a moment before speaking. He watched how Blaine seemed to be smiling even though he wasn’t with it whatsoever, he watched how delicately Sebastian touched the dark haired man's face and the little smile Bas gave made Hunter smile too. He looked back at Tony and gave her a smile too, knowing she was feeling just as relieved and happy. He wasn’t sure if happy was the word, but there was a definite returned feeling of lightness that had been missing for some time now. He cleared his throat at Sebastian’s question and nodded, his voice a sigh when he spoke. It seemed the calmness would be short lived for the time being.

“Yes. his father will be here soon. He uh, well, he’s got to take Blaine back to LeFay for a few final things... See, Blaine may have gotten to come home but it wasn’t without a price.” He shifted his weight, unsure if he should just tell Sebastian everything or hold off until he was more prepared, a reassuring hand on his shoulder from Tony told him that he really just needed to get it all out. Bas could ask questions a bit later. 

“Blaine well, gets to stay with you. And that’s like, great news, right?” He licked his lips and shifted his eyes to where Blaine was lying. The other man's smile had faded and his brow was creased like his head hurt and Hunter wondered what magical draining felt like. Of course they couldn’t take all of Blaine’s magic away, it was a part of him just as much as his bones were, but they could drain a fair bit of it and hold it from him. He’d been told through his training that the taking and the giving back was incredibly painful. He knew Blaine had been drained a bit once, but he’d never been forced to wear the cuffs. He didn’t envy him at all right now. “It turns out, and don’t ask me to explain this all the way because I really can't- it’s never happened to my knowledge, but you were apparently chosen for Blaine by a love goddess. You must have done something to impress her and to think you deserved a Witch so she went back and made sure your names were written together. That’s why you’re Fated, well, there’s talk that you might have been anyway, she just sort of made sure it happened and as we know when Gods meddle in human and not so human affairs shit tends to hit the fan..” He pushed his hands into his pockets and leaned against the wall to take some weight off of his tired feet.

“Blaine sort of figured it out. His magic started draining the moment I put the cuffs on,” His eyes shifted to the blisters on Blaine’s wrists and he cringed a little,  “And of course that keeps him from thinking his clearest, but eventually he had the clarity to call upon those Priestess, the ones from Friday’s that were fawning over you, something about your story and how they treated you felt a little off to him and he thought maybe they’d know something, he didn’t know why he never asked them before but I think it as because he wanted to pretend everything was okay, you know, to keep you safe. Anyway, they confirmed it, and this Will, his dad, called on an Oracle, which was kind of an act of defiance on his part because he’s supposed to stay out of it and well, the Oracle confirmed it. Basically they cant touch either one of you now, you’re Goddess protected and Aphrodite doesn’t fuck around. They can’t do a damn thing to you and you both get to live out the rest of your lives together. Isn’t that great?” 

He grinned, knowing he hadn’t shared the price yet, but how did you tell your best friend that his boyfriend was exiled from his own race? That he has to give up everything. All Blaine would get to keep from his world was his magic, and that's only because they can’t take it away without killing him. They even forbade him from seeing his dad anymore. Hunter wondered if Blaine would follow that rule or if it’d get broken, it wasn’t like Blaine was good at following them anyway.

Sebastian’s POV:

Sebastian stayed close to Blaine on the bed but looked from Hunter to Tony and back again. They both looked exhausted. He wasn’t sure if his apartment was in the best shape for Blaine’s dad to come over, and he still had a thousand questions he didn’t know how to voice. Should he offer them something to eat? Start cleaning? Stay on the bed with B? All Sebastian hoped for when Blaine came back was for safety and peace and it seemed that the latter was not going to happen anytime soon. 

“Price? What price?” 

He squeezed Blaine’s hand and hoped he was fast asleep. Before Hunter answered his question he launched into the details of the past two days. Seb tried his hardest to follow along but there was so much to take in. 

The flower shop? Aphrodite? Sebastian’s mouth dropped open and he was sure he looked like a fucking idiot. Goddess protected? What the hell did that mean?

 “Excuse me? What do you mean? How are you just going to say all of that and follow it up with ,’oh, don’t ask me to explain!’ Haven’t you been training in this shit like, your entire life?” 

He shook his head in frustration but did feel a little relieved that it was confirmed again that he and Blaine got to continue being together. 

“Again, what’s the catch? How long will his wrists be blistered? Will he recover from all of this? Do I have to work part time at Friday’s? What?”

Hunter’s POV:

Hunter opened his mouth to protest, Sebastian’s onslaught of questions and semi accusations were warranted but it still took him a little off guard. Okay, fair, he should know, Bas was right. But in his defense this was brand new fucking territory. He held up his hands out in front of him as if to ward his best friend off and calm him down.

“Christ Bas, relax.” He shook his head and ran his hand over his face to clear away his exhaustion and frustrations. Truth be told he was annoyed that this whole Goddess thing had blindsided him. Not only him, but Blaine and Will and the whole Council and Order as well. “I wish he weren’t so out of it, he could calm your ass down for a bit.” He joked, but truly he was only half joking. “What I’m trying to say is that this shit has never happened before. The Council and Order have never seen it, and if they have they’re keeping it hushed so that that word doesn’t get out and Witches all over don’t start claiming they have human Fates just to say so. Not everyone is lucky enough to get an Oracle to speak for them. It’s new and fucked up, but it is what it is and maybe Blaine can explain it better to you in a few weeks when he can function properly again, yeah?” He crossed his arms, trying to figure out how best to proceed.

“His wrists are like that from the Witch Steele, the cuffs I put on him? Yeah, they’re not meant to be comfortable and only Witches that are brought in for serious trials ever have the displeasure of wearing them. Usually the Witch in question is guilty and dealt with, but Blaine, well, he wasn’t guilty. I know they look bad and I know Blaine doesn’t deserve them, but you should have seen him up there talking about you. He loves you so damn much, some of them were even a little swayed by his words, but words are words to Witches and Hunters at the end of the day and it took way more than that. But yeah, he’s always going to have the scars. The blisters will heal, but he’ll be able to see and feel them forever. Don’t worry though, he’ll glamour them so no one will notice but him.” He nodded and moved a little closer to Sebastian.

“He’ll recover, you just have to give him time. Maybe when Will gets here he can help him snap out of it a little. I don’t even know if he remembers everything right now. But, he’s home and he’ll get to sleep in your bed next to you tonight and you can breathe, okay?” He took a deep breath and decided to jump into the freezing lake that was the catch. “He’s home with you forever now, but he can never go back to the world he knew.” He paused, looking closely at Bas hoping he understood when he meant. “They believe him, and they accept that you’re his Fate and they’ll never come after you, I mean if the word gets out that he came out of a trial that has had Witches put to death in the past some rogue Witches might try and punish him, but you leave that chaos to the Order. What I’m saying is that you two are free to live your lives together, Blaine just has to do it without his people. He can't keep them and keep you at the same time.” He bit his lip, worried he was laying way too much on his best friend, but he wasn’t sure how else to do it. “He uh, he’s also not allowed to raise children with you either because that would mean a human outside of the Order would be raised knowing about Witches and unless you want to keep Blaine’s magic a secret from your kids you’d have to tell them. But hey, you never wanted children anyway so that part shouldn’t be a big deal.” He shrugged like it wasn’t but Sebastian’s face kind of said differently.

“Look, it’s going to be okay. Blaine has accepted it, so fucking gracefully might I add, and sure, he’s not supposed to see his friends or his dad anymore, but I know we can find a way around it. He just wants to be with you and you shouldn’t worry too much about this. He’s going to be okay. Maybe a little sad for a bit, but he’s always a little sad, right?” God damn he was bad at this when it was personal.

Sebastian’s POV:

Sebastian pointed at Hunter, “Do not tell me to relax. I appreciate everything you’ve done but don't do that. This is obviously new for all of us.” He stood up and adjusted the covers around his boyfriend and listened as Hunter spoke. Weren’t oracles in old Greek myths? The world that Blaine was being ripped out of was still a mystery to him. He’d never learn all of it and the decision the trial had settled on confirmed that fact. Sebastian sat on the bed again and set his hand on Blaine’s thigh, he wanted it to comfort him but was unsure if he could even feel it at the moment. 

He felt really sad from the onslaught of information. Sad for B, sad for himself, sad for David and Nick, even his father. This wasn’t going to be an easy transition and he hoped he was worth all of this. Now they might not ever be able to have a kid? Sure, he’d always said he didn’t want to but what if he changed his mind? Sebastian knew for a fact that Blaine loved kids and would be a great father. All of this was a mess.

“This really sucks. How is any of this fair? They proved that we’re soulmates. That should be enough. No good deed goes unpunished, I guess.” 

Sebastian rolled his eyes at Hunter and pinched the bridge of his nose. Tony muttered something about how he wasn’t very good at this part and gave him a weak punch in the bicep. 

“Of course he was graceful. I hope this was all worth it in the end for him.”  He thought for a moment. “Is it even safe to find a way around this shit?”

Hunter’s POV:

Hunter held his hands up in surrender trying to show his friend that he hadn't meant it. He understood Sebastian’s frustrations and he couldn’t blame him for being snappy. He tossed Tony a glare that held no true annoyance and shook his head again, trying to clear the blurry edges of sleepiness that was creeping into his vision. He needed to stay  awake and alert just a little bit longer. He wondered if Blaine had any potions for alertness lying around.

“Sorry, we’re all really fucking tired, I know. I shouldn’t have said that. It’s really not fair, but he did break rules, I know he couldn’t help it, that's how the Fates work, but he still broke them. They fed us some bullshit about how he should have come to them with the information and maybe they could have helped him, but even Will thought that was a bit bogus, all it would have done was expedite everything and it may not have gone in your favor. No, they’re really just trying to cover their asses. They have to punish him somehow or else rogue Witches and Hunters will never take them seriously again. That’s all I can offer right now, I don’t like it any more than you. It feels like a fluke thing, but again, when the Gods get involved it never goes well, history and “myth” show us that. I mean, you’ve heard about what Apollo did to Patroclus and in turn what it did to Achilles- don’t look at me like that, we get tested on this stuff.” He shrugged again and rolled his eyes. 

He was about to tell Sebastian that yes, it was worth it when the air in the room shifted and suddenly Will Anderson was taking up the empty space off to his right, closest to Blaine. His rat familiar close on his heels. The apartment had been guarded and protected so heavily that Hunter was surprised he’d managed to break through, but it was Will and he was powerful and Blaine was weak right now so maybe he shouldn’t have been so surprised. Will was not a tall man, only a few inches taller than Blaine, but he was so imposing and powerful looking whenever he entered a room. Something about him screamed not to fuck with him, he’d been told by older members of the Order that the salt and pepper man was once kind and jovial but after his wife had died saving Tony his whole demeanor had changed and he’d turned into this quiet and severe man.

“It’s probably not worth it, but I’m sure we can figure out a way for me to see my son once in a while.” Will’s eyes shone bright and blue and Hunter could feel Tony stiffen and stand up straight at his presence. He knew that Will respected her and didn’t resent her for what his wife had chosen to do, but she always held herself so tightly when he was around, so different than when she was laughing and snuggling in with Blaine. “Hunter, Antoinette.” Will nodded his head towards them before moving his gaze into the direction of Sebastian. “You must be Sebastian. I’m Will, Blaine’s father.” He reached out his hand and grasped Sebastian’s in his, his friend looked a bit awestruck. “I’m here to give you all the rundown. I’ll be back in two days time to get Blaine. He’ll be gone all of Monday, and I’ll see that he’s taken care of while he’s gone. I promise to bring him  safely back to you Monday night. You should know that he’s going to be very weak for a long time and he’s going to need you to help him around for a bit. He’s not going to feel like himself for at least a month,  but he’ll be able to talk to you and he’ll be able to walk and do most normal things, but there is a chance he’ll lose track of himself every so often so I wouldn’t advise discussing the more heavy things of this ordeal for a little while. If you’ve made Holiday plans, I’d leave Blaine out of them for the time being, he’s not going to be up to it.” The elder Witch cleared his throat and before Sebastian, Tony or Hunter could speak he carried on. 

“I’m sure you’ve got many questions but we don’t have much time for them tonight. I’ve prepared a few answers for the immediate future, the rest can be discussed at a later date. Blaine’s degree is real and can be used for any career it fits, LeFay is a real University after all. Though he had money and won’t really need to work, something tells me he’ll be insistent on making himself useful. His things from home- ingredients and notes and paperwork and his garden and so on that he had at LeFay had been transferred to a small cottage on the shores of Marblehead, just outside of Salem. I plan to take him there after our goodbyes on Monday. It’ll be a place for him to practice so he doesn’t have to clutter up your home. I’m sure you don’t want his old world colliding with this one. He’s kept it separate so he doesn't overexpose you and I think that’s an excellent idea to uphold.” The man paused as if collecting himself, his eyes never leaving Sebastian’s.

“I know this is all very harsh and we probably look like monster’s to you, but this is very much for the best. The two of you can live as you’ve always wanted and no one will harm you for it. You’ll both be kept safe and I’ve seen over the last two years of keeping you both out of trouble that you truly are soulmates. I’m only sorry I wasn’t allowed to be part of your journey. It wouldn’t have looked good if Blaine knew I was on his side, and yes, I’m always on his side. He is my son. And you, well, you’re his Soulmate. I’d welcome you to the family but there isn’t much time and there’s not much of a family anymore I’m afraid. All I ask of you is that you keep him safe, and love him just as much as he loves you. If you can do that then you’re golden in my book. You know, Blaine’s never taken that crystal off for anyone and if I hadn’t seen you two together and only knew your relationship off of that knowledge I wouldn’t need anymore information. That’s a big deal for him. Cherish it.” He paused. “I know I’m not supposed to be around, but I will be. My contact information is already in your phone and if you have any questions while Blaine is out of sorts, please, reach out to me. We’re supposed to sever ties by Monday night, but I assure you, I’ll find a way to help.” With that, Will reached out and gave Sebastian’s shoulder a firm squeeze, like a father welcoming a new son in law to the family. It was all very personal and so unlike Will Anderson that Hunter felt like he shouldn’t be here right now. Before he could excuse himself and Tony he turned to them.

“Now, I’m going to give Blaine this potion to help his mind catch up, he still needs to stay in bed, but he’ll be able to think a bit better. With that being said I expect that when I leave all of you will go to bed. I can take you and Tony home if you’d like, but you might feel better if you’re all close to each other for the night.” Hunter nodded his consent, the thought of magic travel or even driving his car made him want to throw himself off the balcony. Bas’ couch would do just fine. He watched as Will made his way over to Blaine and he hadn’t noticed before but Freya- Blaine’s own familiar, was curled up next to him, glaring daggers at everyone. Will kneeled down next to Blaine and pulled out a glass vial so tiny he could hardly see it in the man's hands. He watched as he gently cupped Blaine’s face and titled the contents into his son’s throat. Nothing big happened, Blaine didn’t stir or open his eyes, he didn’t change at all. Will pressed the palm of his hand to Blaine’s cheek and whispered a few words he didn’t catch before getting to his feet. 

“He’ll wake in about fifteen minutes, his mind is rooted very deep down right now, it’ll take a bit for it to catch up. In the meantime, I meant what I said. You all three need to get some sleep, if I have to I’ll spell the apartment and we don’t want that.” He turned to Sebastian one last time and reached out to press the tiny vial into his hand. “If he doesn’t wake up in fifteen minutes give him a drop of this. And if he still doesn’t wake up then I suggest you use that contact info in your phone.” He patted Sebastian’s shoulder once more and then stepped away. His voice fading as well as his body and his familiar. “Monday.”

Hunter cleared his throat after the silence settled over the room.

“And that, my guy, was the nicest I’ve ever seen Will Anderson. Wow, lucky you.” He laughed to take the tension out of the room and glanced at Blaine to see if he’d changed, he hadn't. He wondered what would happen if he didn’t. “I guess we should do what he said. Tony and I will take the couch, Ras can stay with us if that’s alright? Keep him out of your hair while you manage Blaine, okay?”

Sebastian’s POV:

Sebastian wasn’t sure why he expected Will to arrive at the front door after witnessing Blaine pop all over the place with his magic but he was shocked when he was suddenly in his bedroom. He jumped off of the bed immediately and Enjolras did too, he only gave one little sharp bark before standing guard in between the two men. Will looked like Blaine but didn’t all at once. He had all of the softness of Blaine’s features but with an edge, his voice was deeper and his body was a little more broad. His energy felt powerful, a lot like the high profile, authoritative attorneys he worked around. Seb thought that if Will met his own father, they’d probably respect each other or maybe even golf together. He cleared his throat and grasped the other man’s hand firmly, “sir.” 

Seb kept his eyes trained on Will’s and was thankful for his years around his cutthroat father and uncles, for his experience in law because he was nervous as hell but wouldn’t let any of it show. He stood tall and held his chin high, nodded when expected and took mental notes as if he were at the office getting the by and by on a possible case. 

He touched the crystal underneath his hoodie. “I know, sir. I know how important it is. I love him and I’m going to do my best to take care of him. I know that sounds like a cookie cutter thing to say to your “in law” but it’s true. I’ll do whatever it takes.”  

Sebastian was surprised by how many times Will touched him and softened his words. This man was not the man that Blaine had been cooped up with for class and training. The trial had obviously changed him how could it not? He knew that no words would fix anything for Will and that he wasn’t the type of man that needed small talk or little exchanges. Seb just gave a curt nod and stepped aside so that he could administer the potion. He was a little nervous about the thought of possibly giving Blaine more of the mysterious liquid but maybe Tony or Hunter could help? It didn’t matter, Will was gone and protesting wouldn’t work on somebody like him anyway. 

He turned towards his friends and gave a sigh of relief. “Yeah, that was crazy.” Sebastian set the little vial on the night sand and whistled for Ras to follow him. He gave the dog’s head a ruffle and a kiss and a whispered thanks for protecting him in the bedroom. Sebastian encouraged the dog to cuddle up on the couch with Tony and Hunter and pulled down some extra blankets and pillows for them. He tossed the blankets on top of their laps. “I’m not tucking you in.”

Sebastian was glad to finally lay his head on the pillows and wrap his arm around Blaine’s waist in his bed. He had missed sleeping next to his boyfriend, missed being pressed against him, missed the comfort of the weight on the other side of the bed. Seb pressed his nose into the side of the other man’s neck and sighed, “I love you.”

Blaine’s POV:

Blaine had been fighting for consciousness for what felt like forever. He kept swimming up to the muddy surface, could hear the muffled voices of his loved ones, could feel Freya next to him, Ras at his feet and Seb’s gentle hands worrying over him, but no matter how hard he tried to speak or move or just open his eyes he couldn’t. Little bits of conversation floated down to him, fighting through the mud and muck of his mind- Scars… blisters… not allowed to raise children… of course he was graceful… I hope this was all worth it… I’m always on his side, he’s my son… Sir… I love him… when suddenly there was a bitter taste and whispered words that commanded he wake up and he wanted nothing more than to follow through. A little blue light reached out for him and seemed to pull, pull, pull him up and through the darkness and it seemed like years before he was able to finally open his eyes.

They opened to darkness, his friends and father gone and he wanted to yell until his voice, still raw from his trail, gave out. Slowly, his other senses started to move back into place and he was made fully aware that his Sebastian was holding him close, so tightly that Blaine wanted to drift back off to sleep. But, he knew he needed to let him know he was there, let him know he was awake and that he was with him. Little flitters of light charged throughout his neck where Seb’s nose trailed and pressed and the feeling of his words against Blaine’s skin sent tingles of happiness down his spine. Sebastian’s I love you hung in the air between them and Blaine wanted to tell him so much in that moment. Wanted to tell him about the trial and how his dad had been helping and how angry he was that they kicked him out, but how happy he was that he got to stay with Sebastian. 

He wanted to rant about not being able to freely see his friends or father or live in his mother’s world anymore, and he wanted to yell about how ridiculous it all was to be punished when they’d proved they were Fated. He wanted to cry to him about how unfair it was for them to take away their choice to have kids, maybe Seb had once, long ago, said he didn’t want that and Blaine was content to not be a father, but taking away the choice was unfair and made Blaine feel trapped. He wanted to sob to him about the disconnect he felt with his magic, and how they were going to monitor him like a criminal for the rest of his life. And he wanted to tell Sebastian that even with the pain of his losses, and his sadness over everything that had happened in the past forty eight hours that it was all still worth it for him. 

It took him too many minutes but finally he managed to move his body so that he was turned towards his boyfriend just enough to make out his features in the dim moonlight. He’d been forced to wait so long to move that Seb had already drifted off. Blaine sighed, and though he knew he had so much more he needed to say he also knew they now had the time. Maybe it would take days for him to be able to talk freely, maybe weeks, but soon he’d talk to him. He’d show him that even though it hurt he was happy he’d won. His lips finally managed to move, and his rusted vocal cords stirred and he settled on the only  words that mattered.

“Love you back.” 

The words were soft and so raspy that Blaine was almost sure Seb had missed them. But his boyfriend's body jerked softly awake and Seb lifted his head up to look down at Blaine and Blaine tried his hardest to smile. Seb smiled back, and gently turned Blaine so that his back was pressed against Seb’s chest, a reverse of their usual and Blaine let himself fall into a real sleep to the slow steady breathing of Seb’s breath on the back of his neck, Freya’s soft fur tickling the top of his head and Ras snoring away with the sleepy energy of Tony and Hunter in the living room.

 /fin.

Happy Holidays everyone. We’ll continue after the new year! -S and H

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Romance Rules:

-NO SMUT. I can’t stress this enough. It’s not that I’m a minor (which I’m not), it’s that it makes me uncomfortable. You will never see smut on this blog. I’m fine with heavy make out scenes, but when the clothes start to come off is where I request a fade to black.

-I LOVE TO WRITE ROMANCE THREADS. I’m a pretty big hopeless romantic, as that’s where most of my muse is generated from. I may want to add a ship to our thread at some point, but will never force it.

-REFUSALS. NO pedofilia, NO incest, NO rape, or ANYTHING nasty like that. I understand that sometimes in writing dark situations occur, as some of these things are in my muses’ backstory. So, if you write any of those things, I’m not going to block you. However, if you request to do any of that stuff with me, I’ll say no. Press the issue, I’ll hard block you. I shouldn’t have to hear you request it the first time, as it’s right here in my rules and that means you didn’t read them. But I’ll go easy until you cross a line.

-THERE MUST BE CHEMISTRY. Don’t bother trying to make a ship work that just won’t click, it’s a waste of time. But I’m more than willing to try things and see how they work..!!

-PLEASE RESPECT MY MUSES’ SEXUALITIES. You can tell a muse’s sexuality by what it says on their about. Most are bi/pan, but a few may be different.

Rules and things about me:

-I HAVE LOTS OF WRITING EXPERIENCE. I’ve been writing since I was maybe even seven years old, played games where I pretended to be a character irl since I was five, and have been actually roleplaying for approximately 7 years now. I’ve been roleplaying on Tumblr for three years. I really love writing, you know?

-WARNING, I WRITE GORE. I tend to go into detail about pain, suffering, death, and just very demented topics. That’s just a warning. If you have a problem with that, you may not want to follow me…

-TAGGING. Gore, murder, suicide, and other dark and triggering things will be tagged, but swearing will not. I swear far too much for me to remember to tag it. Also, I don’t post NSFW images or threads on this blog, so don’t worry about that, but I will tag asks and memes that can be perceived as nsfw. I tag things like this (using death as an example): “tw: death”. If you have any triggers, PLEASE let me know so I can tag them. There’s always a chance I might forget about something, and if I do please tell me. I’ll make sure not to forget a second time. Also, I ask you all tag vomit mentions, even if it’s just written, and ESPECIALLY TAG VISUALS OF THROW UP!!!! That is my ONLY trigger. Thank you.

-RESPONDING TIME. I’m a college student, high school student, and I work, so my responding time isn’t what it used to be lol. Please don’t pressure me over that..!! I also post most threads via queue unless I just need to send it out ASAP. I won’t bother you if it takes a little while to reply. We all have lives outside of Tumblr!!

-I’M NOT GOING TO SEND IN PASSWORDS. It just adds to my anxiety, and I don’t like that. That’s why I don’t ever ask someone to send a password in and just ask that they like my rules post! Just know I will always read someone’s rules before interacting.

-I’M ALWAYS HERE IF YOU NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO. Honestly, I want to help! If something’s wrong and you want to tell me about it, I’m all ears. I hate being upset or depressed myself, so I like to try to make others feel better. It helps with my own sadness.

That’s all for right now..! Happy roleplaying~!!

like this post if you have read it and agree to it, please.

Hello! My name’s Kiki. There isn’t really much to say about me, except that I love to roleplay!! That and write, of course. And draw. And sing. So I guess I love a lot of stuff lol. Also, I am diagnosed with ADD (attention-deficit disorder), so please bear with me..!! One last thing, I’m 18 as of November 2020. 

If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m right here and always accepting PMs!!

My main account is twx-sid3d, but I’m rarely ever on there so here is the best place to contact me. I also have a multiverse oc sideblog @hxlf-bred​ that’s connected to my multi, @nycttophilic.

Thanks for reading! Have a nice day~!

[hxlf-bred]

Guidelines

If you don’t agree to these rules and don’t want to follow me back—and if I have already followed you—please just HARD block me. It’ll help keep my dash cleaner, as well as make sure in my forgetfulness I won’t follow you again. Don’t worry, I won’t be upset lol. Thank you so much for looking at my rules!! 🖤🖤

Basic Rules:

-SEMI SELECTIVE AND MUTUALS ONLY.  This is for my own safety and feeling of security. If you want to roleplay with me, follow me. I will do the same for you if I’m willing to interact.

-OCS, AUS, AND ALL OTHER CHARACTERS WELCOME. I don’t care who your muse is. I’m all for OCs, crossovers, AUs, anything!! Just know I’m a bit more selective towards fandoms I don’t know about lol

-NO ONE-LINERS. I need some more interest in our thread from your end so I don’t lose muse as well. One-liners are fine for crack threads, but nowhere else. I’m fine with single to multiparagraph, and that’s how I will be writing.

-NO GODMODDING. I cannot express this enough. It’s my biggest pet peeve. Just don’t, or I’ll end the Rp immediately.

-PLEASE USE CORRECT GRAMMAR. I’m a bit of a grammar freak, so seriously. At least try. However, if English isn’t your first language, I COMPLETELY understand.

-MULTIVERSE, MULTISHIP. Every thread is a different verse, every ship a different verse. Simple.

-DONT REBLOG THINGS FROM ME. Honestly, guys this just gets on my nerves. It’s a bit irrational...but also irritating because when I check my phone and see a notification from a mutual, I get excited because I think it’s a reply! But then I realize you just reblogged that meme/musing/whatever. Please, only reblog threads from me and everything else from the source. This includes memes, musings, pictures, and promos. Also, pls don’t reblog my PSAs, if you agree with them let me know so I can post it to my rp memes blog, which I would LOVE for you to reblog it from!!

-REBLOGGING ASKS AND TRIMMING THREADS. I’m not as strict as a lot of people over this, but some mutuals of mine are so please trim your threads when you reply to me. If you are in a situation where you can’t, that’s perfectly fine and I’ll do it for you. Same with asks, I’m fine with you reblogging an ask to continue it. I will turn it into a separate thread for my friends’ sake.

-UNFOLLOWS. There’s a low chance I will unfollow someone, and the only reasons I can think of are spreading drama, being inactive for over a month without a hiatus, something else that annoys me, or too many OOC posts. The latter is why I am hesitant to follow back personal blogs who roleplay on said blog, but it’s not impossible. I won’t follow personal blogs from side blogs, but if you let me know you are a side blog I will gladly follow where you roleplay.

-DONT INVOLVE ME IN DRAMA. I hate drama. I’m the type of person who wants absolutely nothing to do with it. If I ask about what’s going on, then you’re welcome to tell me, but other than that, don’t talk to me about it. I won’t take sides. I won’t tell other people what’s going on. I’ll only act like nothing’s happening.

-SPOILERS. I will tag spoilers for everything that’s not in the anime. For example, if a post contains something in the BSD fandom that’s not in the anime, I will tag it. I doubt I will tag threads for spoilers, and if there’s a character that’s manga only I won’t tag it (ESPECIALLY if I write that character, like Daki.)

Romance Rules:

-NO SMUT. I can’t stress this enough. It’s not that I’m a minor (which I’m not), it’s that it makes me uncomfortable. You will never see smut on this blog. I’m fine with heavy make out scenes, but when the clothes start to come off is where I request a fade to black.

-I LOVE TO WRITE ROMANCE THREADS. I’m a pretty big hopeless romantic, as that’s where most of my muse is generated from. I may want to add a ship to our thread at some point, but will never force it.

-REFUSALS. NO pedofilia, NO incest, NO rape, or ANYTHING nasty like that. I understand that sometimes in writing dark situations occur, as some of these things are in my muses’ backstory. So, if you condom any of those things, I’m not going to block you. However, if you request to do any of that stuff with me, I’ll say no. Press the issue, I’ll hard block you. I shouldn’t have to hear you request it the first time, as it’s right here in my rules and that means you didn’t read them. But I’ll go easy until you cross a line.

-THERE MUST BE CHEMISTRY. Don’t bother trying to make a ship work that just won’t click, it’s a waste of time. But I’m more than willing to try things and see how they work..!!

Rules and things about me:

-I HAVE LOTS OF WRITING EXPERIENCE. I’ve been writing since I was maybe even seven years old, played games where I pretended to be a character irl since I was five, and have been actually roleplaying for approximately 7 years now. I’ve been roleplaying on Tumblr for almost three years now. I really love writing, you know?

-WARNING, I WRITE GORE. I tend to go into detail about pain, suffering, death, and just very demented topics. That’s just a warning. If you have a problem with that, you may not want to follow me…

-TAGGING. Gore, murder, suicide, and other dark and triggering things will be tagged, but swearing will not. I swear far too much for me to remember to tag it. Also, I don’t post NSFW images or threads on this blog, so don’t worry about that, but I will tag asks and memes that can be perceived as nsfw. I tag things like this (using death as an example): “tw: death”. If you have any triggers, PLEASE let me know so I can tag them. There’s always a chance I might forget about something, and if I do please tell me. I’ll make sure not to forget a second time. Also, I ask you all tag vomit mentions, even if it’s just written, and ESPECIALLY TAG VISUALS OF THROW UP!!!! That is my ONLY trigger. Thank you.

-RESPONDING TIME. I’m a college student, high school student, and I work, so my responding time isn’t what it used to be lol. Please don’t pressure me over that..!! I also post most threads via queue unless I just need to send it out ASAP. I won’t bother you if it takes a little while to reply. We all have lives outside of Tumblr!!

-I’M NOT GOING TO SEND IN PASSWORDS. It just adds to my anxiety, and I don’t like that. That’s why I don’t ever ask someone to send a password in and just ask that they like my rules post! Just know I will always read someone’s rules before interacting.

-I’M ALWAYS HERE IF YOU NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO. Honestly, I want to help! If something’s wrong and you want to tell me about it, I’m all ears. I hate being upset or depressed myself, so I like to try to make others feel better. It helps with my own sadness.

That’s all for right now..! Happy roleplaying~!!

like this post if you have read it and agree to it, please.

Hello! My name’s Kiki. There isn’t really much to say about me, except that I love to Roleplay!! That and write, of course. And draw. And sing. So I guess I love a lot of stuff lol. Also, I am diagnosed with ADD (attention-deficit disorder), so please bear with me..!! One last thing, I’m 18 as of 2020.

If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m right here and always accepting PMs!!

My main account is twx-sid3d, but I’m rarely ever on there so here is the best place to contact me. I also have a main multimuse blog over at @nycttophilic and an Identity V multimuse at @surviiived!!

Thanks for reading! Have a nice day~!

[nycttophilic]

Guidelines

If you don’t agree to these rules and don’t want to follow me back—and if I have already followed you—please just HARD block me. It’ll help keep my dash cleaner, as well as make sure in my forgetfulness I won’t follow you again. Don’t worry, I won’t be upset lol. Thank you so much for looking at my rules!! 🖤🖤

Basic Rules:

-SEMI SELECTIVE AND MUTUALS ONLY.  This is for my own safety and feeling of security. If you want to roleplay with me, follow me. I will do the same for you if I’m willing to interact.

-OCS, AUS, AND ALL OTHER CHARACTERS WELCOME. I don’t care who your muse is. I’m all for OCs, crossovers, AUs, anything!! Just know I’m a bit more selective towards fandoms I don’t know about lol

-NO ONE-LINERS. I need some more interest in our thread from your end so I don’t lose muse as well. One-liners are fine for crack threads, but nowhere else. I’m fine with single to multiparagraph, and that’s how I will be writing.

-NO GODMODDING. I cannot express this enough. It’s my biggest pet peeve. Just don’t, or I’ll end the Rp immediately.

-PLEASE USE CORRECT GRAMMAR. I’m a bit of a grammar freak, so seriously. At least try. However, If English isn’t your first language, I COMPLETELY understand.

-MULTIVERSE, MULTISHIP. Every thread is a different verse, every ship a different verse. Simple.

-DONT REBLOG THINGS FROM ME. Honestly, guys this just gets on my nerves. It’s a bit irrational...but also irritating because when I check my phone and see a notification from a mutual, I get excited because I think it’s a reply! But then I realize you just reblogged that meme/musing/whatever. Please, only reblog threads from me and everything else from the source. This includes memes, musings, pictures, and promos. Also, pls don’t reblog my PSAs, if you agree with them let me know so I can post it to my rp memes blog, which I would LOVE for you to reblog it from!!

-REBLOGGING ASKS AND TRIMMING THREADS. I’m not as strict as a lot of people over this, but some mutuals of mine are so please trim your threads when you reply to me. If you are in a situation where you can’t, that’s perfectly fine. However, thanks to this new Tumblr update I cannot trim asks because I don’t have xKit. So I ask for you to trim them for me, and if you can’t either then I’ll figure something out. Also with asks, I’m fine with you reblogging an ask to continue it. I will turn it into a separate thread for my friends’ sake.

-UNFOLLOWS. There’s a low chance I will unfollow someone, and the only reasons I can think of are spreading drama, being inactive for over a month without a hiatus, something else that annoys me, or too many OOC posts. The latter is why I am hesitant to follow back personal blogs who roleplay on said blog, but it’s not impossible. I won’t follow personal blogs from side blogs, but if you let me know you are a side blog I will gladly follow where you roleplay.

-DONT INVOLVE ME IN DRAMA. I hate drama. I’m the type of person who wants absolutely nothing to do with it. If I ask about what’s going on, then you’re welcome to tell me, but other than that, don’t talk to me about it. I won’t take sides. I won’t tell other people what’s going on. I’ll only act like nothing’s happening. 

-SPOILERS. I will tag spoilers for everything that’s not in the anime. For example, if a post contains something in the BSD fandom that’s not in the anime, I will tag it. I doubt I will tag threads for spoilers, and if there’s a character that’s manga only I won’t tag it (ESPECIALLY if I write that character, like Daki.)

-REQUESTING MUSES. If you don’t request a specific character in an ask or a starter call, I won’t write it. I just don’t have the time to go to you and ask which character you want, nor try to guess what you were thinking when you sent something in or liked a starter call. So I just won’t respond to whatever it is. This is the case when requesting one of my muses or picking one of your muses, if you’re a multi like me. Sorry..!!

Romance Rules:

-NO SMUT. I can’t stress this enough. It’s not that I’m a minor (which I’m not), it’s that it makes me uncomfortable. You will never see smut on this blog. I’m fine with heavy make out scenes, but when the clothes start to come off is where I request a fade to black.

-I LOVE TO WRITE ROMANCE THREADS. I’m a pretty big hopeless romantic, as that’s where most of my muse is generated from. I may want to add a ship to our thread at some point, but will never force it.

-REFUSALS. NO pedofilia, NO incest, NO rape, or ANYTHING nasty like that. I understand that sometimes in writing dark situations occur, as some of these things are in my muses’ backstory. So, if you write any of those things, I’m not going to block you. However, if you request to do any of that stuff with me, I’ll say no. Press the issue, I’ll hard block you. I shouldn’t have to hear you request it the first time, as it’s right here in my rules and that means you didn’t read them. But I’ll go easy until you cross a line. 

-THERE MUST BE CHEMISTRY. Don’t bother trying to make a ship work that just won’t click, it’s a waste of time. But I’m more than willing to try things and see how they work..!!

-PLEASE RESPECT MY MUSES’ SEXUALITIES. You can tell a muse’s sexuality by what it says on their about. Most are bi/pan, but a few may be different.

Rules and things about me:

-I HAVE LOTS OF WRITING EXPERIENCE. I’ve been writing since I was maybe even seven years old, played games where I pretended to be a character irl since I was five, and have been actually roleplaying for approximately 7 years now. I’ve been roleplaying on Tumblr for three years. I really love writing, you know?

-WARNING, I WRITE GORE. I tend to go into detail about pain, suffering, death, and just very demented topics. That’s just a warning. If you have a problem with that, you may not want to follow me…

-TAGGING. Gore, murder, suicide, and other dark and triggering things will be tagged, but swearing will not. I swear far too much for me to remember to tag it. Also, I don’t post NSFW images or threads on this blog, so don’t worry about that, but I will tag asks and memes that can be perceived as nsfw. I tag things like this (using death as an example): “tw: death”. If you have any triggers, PLEASE let me know so I can tag them. There’s always a chance I might forget about something, and if I do please tell me. I’ll make sure not to forget a second time. Also, I ask you all tag vomit mentions, even if it’s just written, and ESPECIALLY TAG VISUALS OF THROW UP!!!! That is my ONLY trigger. Thank you.

-RESPONDING TIME. I’m a college student, high school student, and I work, so my responding time isn’t what it used to be lol. Please don’t pressure me over that..!! I also post most threads via queue unless I just need to send it out ASAP. I won’t bother you if it takes a little while to reply. We all have lives outside of Tumblr!!

-I’M NOT GOING TO SEND IN PASSWORDS. It just adds to my anxiety, and I don’t like that. That’s why I don’t ever ask someone to send a password in and just ask that they like my rules post! Just know I will always read someone’s rules before interacting.

-I’M ALWAYS HERE IF YOU NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO. Honestly, I want to help! If something’s wrong and you want to tell me about it, I’m all ears. I hate being upset or depressed myself, so I like to try to make others feel better. It helps with my own sadness.

That’s all for right now..! Happy roleplaying~!!

like this post if you have read it and agree to it, please.

Hello! My name’s Kiki. There isn’t really much to say about me, except that I love to Roleplay!! That and write, of course. And draw. And sing. So I guess I love a lot of stuff lol. Also, I am diagnosed with ADD (attention-deficit disorder), so please bear with me..!! One last thing, I’m 18 as of November 2020.

If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m right here and always accepting PMs!!

My main account is twx-sid3d, but I’m rarely ever on there so here is the best place to contact me. I also have a multiverse oc sideblog @hxlf-bred and an Identity V multimuse at @surviiived.

Thanks for reading! Have a nice day~!

[ibelieveinahappilyeverafter]

i’m not the villain i appear to be (but i’ll play one for you)

Ha, so, it’s 3 AM and I really don’t have an excuse for this piece beyond the fact I’ve been listening to this song the entire time I was writing the piece - and, for the record, I wrote, proofed, and am now posting this drabble all within the past couple of hours. It was also roughly inspired by the video linked and an AU me and my girlfriend @cheshire-kas did for some RPs, so, uh... Enjoy! I hope!

(In case the link doesn’t work above, here it is in full: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mRpiBvwKX6c) 

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Summary: Danny Fenton, twenty-four-year-old detective, hadn’t been expecting for art thieves to actually show up during the biggest and busiest night and event of the museum he was tasked to watched. He also hadn’t expected to end up flirting with one of the thieves, but, well... accidents happened. 

Fandom: Danny Phantom

Relationship: Danny Fenton | Danny Phantom/Ghost Writer | Andrew Riter 

Characters: Danny Fenton | Danny Phantom, Ghost Writer | Andrew Riter 

Rating: Teen Audiences

Word Count: 2,368

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                 i’m not the villain i appear to be (but i’ll play one for you)

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Halfway through trying to smother a laugh into his drink without spilling anything onto his suit, Danny felt his amusement start to drain out of him when he saw Sam’s smile, a twisted little smirk, go from wry amusement to sour annoyance. She paired the twist in expression with a soft, “Heads up.” Danny, unfortunately, didn’t even get a chance to brace himself before he realized what Sam’s warning meant.

“Fenton!” The cheerful, and loud, cry of his last name was nothing, absolutely nothing, to the harsh slap to Danny’s back that was no doubt supposed to be a ‘friendly greeting.’ “Glad you could make it out here tonight!” 

“Of course, Mr. Basco,” Danny said through gritted teeth and the ‘media smile’ Sam had helped him master because if you’re going to be a detective, Danny, then you need to know how to tell the media to go fuck themselves with a smile. Danny could almost imagine the pride in Sam’s expression when he glanced at her to share a suffering look of commiseration. “I kind of have to ask, though… Do you really think they’ll try something tonight?” 

The smile he was given, something cold and sharp and devoid of all empathy for human life, had Danny struggling to keep his own smile as he felt the art director’s hand squeeze his shoulder tight enough to leave bruises, “Danny, my boy, let me give you some advice. You’re pretty new to this game, aren’t you?”

“I, uh, yes? Sir?” Danny stumbled over his words, wincing even before the grip tightened. “I think my record already speaks for itself, however.” 

“Oh, of course!” Basco’s grin widened and it was nothing good. “The youngest detective we’ve had in quite some time, if I’m not mistaken. So much prestige and you’re only twenty-four! No, no, my boy, your qualifications speak for themselves, but, well… How many cases like this have you dealt with?” 

Buying himself time by taking a sip of his drink, which was supposed to be some expensive champagne that actually tasted awful, Danny looked around the museum he had been tasked to guard for the night. The art museum was a smaller one in their city and focused on sculptures more than paintings, but it was well-known in its own right. 

The director, Martin Basco, was also well known. Danny didn’t have any specific cases or evidence against him, but it wasn’t exactly a secret that some of the museum’s pieces came to be there through less-than-legal means. That was a fight for another day, though, and the fight Danny was supposed to be focused on had him there for a different reason. 

“I can’t say I’ve dealt with art thieves before, sir, but I just can’t imagine that they would try to steal something during a gala this size.” Danny kept his smile in place, even as Sam, dressed to the nines in a black and silver sequined dress that attracted more attention than some of the exhibits, did nothing to hide a laugh of her own. Basco, on his end, did nothing to hide his scowl. 

“And here’s where the advice comes in… Those who steal art do it for many reasons, but the largest reason is, without a doubt, for the recognition.” Well… He hated to admit it, but Basco had a point there, at least. 

If someone became desperate or crazed enough for money and hit a low enough point then they robbed a bank, but turning into a master art thief? No… A person didn’t do that for money; at least, they didn’t only do it for money. Recognition was as good a reason as any to become an art thief. 

“Mark my words, Fenton, this gala is nothing more than a beacon and those art thieves will be here tonight and will do everything in their power to filch more of my money-” 

“Your art, you mean, don’t you?” Sam asked ‘politely’ with a smile colder than ice itself. Danny was all too happy to slip away as Basco fumbled with an answer, Sam smiling as if she was about to throw him a noose rather than a life raft. It at least bought Danny the time he wanted to check on everything. 

While his department wouldn’t usually send an entire squad of police officers and a couple of detectives, Martin Basco was a big man with a big name and even bigger pockets. In their time of budget cuts and losses, they couldn’t afford to anger one of their largest donors - although that didn’t mean Danny had to play nice all night. 

Besides, it was unlikely anything would actually happen. The gala that they were at was a yearly event that was one of the biggest events in town, and half of the town itself usually showed up to dress up for a night out while acting like they had more money than they actually did. It usually ended in a few drunken brawls and fights, but that was no doubt all Danny would be dealing with that night. 

Danny was halfway through contemplating an excuse that would let him leave early so he could get back to his apartment and do something useful, like catching up on his backed up shows, when someone clipped his shoulder with enough force to knock him straight into the back of someone else, glass slipping out of his hand just slow enough that all Danny could do was swear about it. 

Slamming his eyes shut instinctively and ready for the sound of shattering glass, Danny instead heard a soft laugh. Eyes snapping open, Danny stared at the man he had bumped into - a man with much better reflexes as he had Danny’s dropped glass in hand, perfectly intact without a crack in sight.

“Careful there,” the man laughed again, his voice deeper than Danny would have expected, but his smile softening it by leaps and bounds. “Although, maybe a pile of broken glass would be a better sight than some of the sculptures around here.” 

Danny couldn’t have stopped his laugh even if he had wanted to, sound tumbling out of him as he inspected the man from his pressed suit and crisp purple undershirt to his scruffy goatee that looked surprisingly good; Danny had a feeling the man’s smile had something to do with it. Well, that and the fact that, unlike Danny, the man in front of him looked good in his suit. 

“You know, most people at least pretend to like the art until they’re out of here,” Danny finally managed, delighted at the warm, amused smile he was given in return. 

“I always rather thought there was little point to art without some sort of controversy. I take it by your reaction that you’re not here simply to admire the art?” As he was asked, Danny’s glass of hideously awful champagne was pressed back into his hand, the man’s hand slow to withdraw as fingers lingered against his own for a moment too long. “Or do you have a personal stake in the opinion of tonight’s pieces?” 

Danny gathered himself together as best he could, resorting to his only trick of taking a drink to scramble for something coherent and semi-intelligent to say. “Would you believe me if I said the answer to both of those questions were yes?” 

“I’m not in the habit of believing strangers I just ran into, but I might make an exception for you,” the other teased, a smile half-hidden behind a raised hand. Danny glanced around as unsuspiciously as possible, trying to make sure Sam wasn’t anywhere nearby. She would never let him live it down, otherwise. 

“Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m pretty good at being the exception to things,” Danny beamed when he was sure the coast was clear. “Detective Danny Fenton. It’s a pleasure to meet someone with quick enough reflexes to save me from making an idiot of myself.” 

“Andrew Riter,” the man - Andrew - introduced himself with a wider smile. “Detective, though… That’s not something I would have expected.” 

Danny gave him a mock grimace along with a long, dramatic sigh, “Let me guess. I look too young and act too clumsy?” 

“Well, while you do appear rather young for a Detective, that wasn’t quite what I was thinking,” Andrew said softly, Danny feeling something like a shiver crawl down his spine. “A detective at a place like this, though… Something interesting I should know about?” 

“I wish,” Danny snorted out a laugh that was probably a touch too loud. He tried to turn it into a cough halfway through, but judging by Andrew’s wide smile, it probably hadn’t worked too well. “I mean, well… The art director here, Martin Basco? He thinks that there’s a chance of one of the sculptures being stolen tonight.” 

“Really?” Andrew blinked, looking caught off guard as he looked around the bustling building. Dozens of people lined the halls in their fanciest of outfits and the lighting was bright and left very few shadows to skulk around in. “I would think a night like this would be the worst time to conduct art theft.” 

“See! That’s what I said!” Danny threw his arms up, wincing as some of his drink splashed over the rim of the glass to land on his wrist. Quickly lowering his arms, and attempting to shake off the spill, Danny prayed to whatever God was out there that he wasn’t red in the face when he cleared his throat. “But, yeah. He thinks two popular art thieves are going to hit this place tonight and so that’s why I’m stuck here.” 

Danny looked away as he shook his arm as if that would dry his sleeve, jumping when hands darker than his own caught his wrist before gently patting at the spot with what looked like a cloth napkin. It was a gesture that had Danny feeling like his heart was trying to flutter its way out of his chest while also diving straight down into his stomach. 

“Well,” Andrew said softly, looking up through the fringe of his hair, as dark and untamed as Danny’s own, to meet his gaze with a smile. “Let me guess… You’d rather be watching the next season of your favorite show?” 

It took Danny a couple of tries to speak past his dry throat, but he finally managed a weak, “Next episode, thanks. I’m not enough of a heathen to be behind by an entire season.” 

Andrew laughed, a response on the tip of his tongue before it died under the sudden screaming alarms that rang throughout the building, Danny swearing as he jerked his arm back and dropped his hand down to the gun hidden under his suit jacket. 

“Get behind me,” Danny tried to shout over the noise, head jerking towards the sudden sound of a woman’s dramatic shriek and was it really the time for dramatic screaming? 

“It’s been stolen!” The cry carried over the room and Danny groaned as he resisted the urge to look anywhere near where Basco had been. He already knew he was never going to live the night down no matter what was stolen – not that the lady had bothered to scream that out.

In the seconds that passed before the building descended into absolute chaos, Danny paused as he felt his wrist grabbed. A look back to Andrew showed the man biting his lip, looking nervous as he moved forward enough to be heard over the sound of alarms, “Running off to save the day, Detective?” 

“Always seems to happen at the worst moments,” Danny managed, letting himself get distracted just enough to take a step closer to Andrew himself. “Hey, it’s going to be okay, alright? My job is to keep people safe, after all, and, well… We have a conversation to finish, so I’ll definitely be back soon.” 

Andrew blinked at that, looking caught off guard before he was laughing which, alright. Laughing during all of the alarms and screaming was kind of weird, but Danny wasn’t much better himself considering he was practically flirting during the mess. Ready to pull away again, Danny paused as Andrew crossed the rest of the distance between them, hands on both of Danny’s wrists. It was overwhelmingly ridiculous how conscious Danny was of the bands of warmth around his wrists. 

“Detective Danny Fenton,” Andrew said softly, Danny somehow able to hear nothing but him as he leaned just a bit closer. “I have to say… I almost wish it wasn’t you on this case.” 

Danny blinked, staring at Andrew in confusion before sucking in a sharp breath at the same moment he felt his arms pushed around his back and cold, familiar steel snapping around his wrists in place of the warmth that had been there. “You-!” 

“Me,” Andrew damn near purred, innocence and sweetness gone from his gaze as placed a kiss on Danny’s cheek and this utter fucking bastard art thief-! “Au revoir, mon cher. Until next time, hm?” 

Danny didn’t even get a step forward before Andrew was off and disappearing into the crowd, laughing loudly and freely and blowing a kiss over his shoulder at him. 

“Danny!” Sam’s shout of his name was the only warning Danny had before she crashed into his back, Danny just barely keeping them from hitting the floor before he felt Sam’s hands around the handcuffs keeping him trapped. “Oh- Danny, what- What happened?” Danny looked back at her, confused and worried and with Basco quickly making his way over with a look that could only be called furious. “Are these your handcuffs?” 

“Not sure, but probably,” Danny managed, looking back to the direction Andrew had gone. “But I found one of our art thieves.” 

“Apparently,” Sam laughed, a half-wild sound that was as amused as it was concerned. “I take it something happened if you’re smiling like that, though?” 

“You could say that,” Danny said, laughing himself as he felt the smile Sam had pointed out growing. “I found our art thief, yeah, but… I also found a lead. 

Andrew Riter, huh? 

This was going to be fun.

[caithelps]

Inspired by True Events by Tori Kelly RP Sentence Starters: Part 2; (feel free to change name(s), pronouns, etc as needed) Find part 1 here

8/28/1997

“Mom?”

“Yeah”

“Do some people sing in their bathing suits?”

“Sure”

“Can I do that when I'm a kid?”

“In front of people? I'm not embarrassed anymore”

“You could do whatever you want”

“Yes”

“Could you–um, be, be with me–um, and could I try them with my bathing suit on?”

“Where?”

“When I'm singing”

“You're gonna sing in your bathing suit in front of everybody?”

“Alright”

“This bathing suit, and they're saying, ‘Hey, look at that pretty girl dancing’” 

"I like her bathing suit"

"She's really good"

”Me?”

“That's what they're saying, huh?”

“I'm pretending there's audience right there”

“Okay”

“I'm practicing if I'm embarrassed”

Kid I Used to Know:

“Lost in this desert”

“Feels like a thousand years”

“Looking for water”

“Swear there was an ocean here”

“How do I get back where I came from”

“When everything has all changed so much”

“Feeling the pressure now”

“It's tying my heart down”

“I'm missing the empty skies of my youth”

“Every cloud on the ever bright blues”

“Just want that piece again”

“But the chaos is closing in”

“I know that I can't ever go back to the world when life was only playing, dreaming, dancing on my own”

“I keep trying to find that feeling”

“Something's running wild”

“With nothing weighing heavy on my soul”

“Looking for the kid I used to know”

“All of these voices”

“It's hard to tune them out”

“I should accept it”

“Things ain't so simple now”

“I wanna see whatever I want not even think about falling in love”

“Chasing the rainbows”

“Where did the time go”

“Yeah I know that I can't ever go

“No I can't ever go”

Pretty Fades:

“Hey little lover, do you see me”

“Oh I really care what you think”

“All dressed up and it's all for show”

“Gotta play the part just so you notice me baby”

“It's what you like”

“Lipstick ready, painted eyes”

“Oh I got your focus just for now”

“But I know it'll leave when it all fades out”

“When it all fades out”

“Gotta have it, think I need it, cause I want it”

“But hold up wait”

“When I'm looking in the mirror gotta tell myself that the pretty fades”

“When I'm older and I wake up with no makeup and my body changed will he tell me that I'm perfect”

“I want someone when the pretty fades”

“Hey television, can't think straight”

“Got me believing that I can't age”

“Try to convince but I know the truth”

“There's something more beautiful than my youth”

“Hey little darling, dry your tears”

“Don't be scared of another year”

“Soon we'll be laughing at our old mistakes”

“Loving every line on our wrinkled face”

“And it's all okay”

“All that's left will be hiding underneath”

“Just want somebody to love all of me”

“When the pretty fades”

“Will you love me”

“Will you love me when the pretty fades”

Sorry Would Go A Long Way:

“Don't seem to wanna hold me like you did before”

“You don't go out to dinner, ain't no flowers at my door”

“You do a lot of talking, there's a word you never say”

“Sorry would go a long way”

“I stayed up all night waiting, and you forgot to call”

"I feel so lonely, it's like you don't care at all”

“Maybe it's your ego or just your foolish pride”

“It's like I'm not on your mind”

“You never tell me that you love me”

“Oh, what a mess of me you've made”

“It won't make it all better, won't make it okay”

“I feel the times are changing, and maybe you are too”

“'Cause I'm the same old me, but you're a different you”

“So be a man about it, and admit you've done me wrong”

“I just wanted you all along”

“After the heartache, after the hurt”

“Why is it so hard to say that one word”

“If it's really over?”

Actress:

“She don't smile too much but when she does it's just enough to make you smile back”

“And she don't cry too much but when she does it's just enough to make you feel bad”

“She got dreams to be seen on screens by everyone but underneath truly just wants to be known by anyone”

“She's in the fast lane making big waves so there's no time for her heart”

“Can't slow down now”

“She said it's easier to be an actress”

“Call me insane or call me an addict but like champagne when it touches my lips”

“I can choose who I wanna be”

“Fresh tear stains I found on the mattress”

“Hide my pain I can never admit that I'm sick of all this”

“She don't fall in love cause that would mean gotta let em see behind the mask”

“And she don't know enough about how beautiful she is”

“Without all the magic tricks that she's hiding”

“But you gotta fake it till you make it”

“So there's no time to be real”

“It's easier...”

[ask-romansionis]

The Interview

[[ This was supposed to be posted around Valentine’s Day but procrastination and life be a bitch sometimes. Anyways, have a lil rp between myself and @askwarren-white, enjoy! ]]

If there was one thing Warren hated about Gotham it was the smell. That, and the lack of any colour and the fact that their beaches were filthy. Okay, so maybe more than one thing he despised about this place. Regardless, it soured his mood slightly whenever he had to step outside, this place was nothing like Star City but then again Warren shouldn’t have expected much from a city with a reputation like Gotham. Even this restaurant oozed of the same stench that this city had. Despite his thoughts Warren couldn’t help but smile, for nothing made him more happier than the all too familiar smell of desperation. So much potential for this city. Truly it was the only reason Warren even considered moving here.

He was dragged back to reality as he felt the air of the restaurant deaden, he looked over towards the doorway and sure enough, there he was. His ticket to making it big. The Black Mask.

A smile grew on Warren’s face as he got up from his seat and walked over to him. “Mr Sionis!” He announced with a chuckle. “Fashionably late, I like it! I like it!” He shook an unimpressed Roman’s hand. “Yeah, yeah, how ya doing?” Roman said absently as he leaned over to whisper something into his bodyguard’s ear. “Doing swell sir! Just swell! Especially since I get to meet a man of your reputation! And how about you?” “Peachy” Roman bluntly said as he walked past Warren “Let’s get this over with.” Warren sped past the bodyguard as Roman sat down on his chair, pushing it in for him and earning a glare from the guard. “Certainly sir I imagine you’re quite a busy fellow!” Warren laughed as he sat down, pushing his seat in. “Uh-huh” Roman nodded, taking the menu and skimming through it. Warren’s smile soon became nervous at Roman’s unenthusiastic vibe. “Ah, might I add, Mr Sionis, that this was a great choice for a restaurant!” “It’s one of my places” Roman responded as he continued to read the menu. “Aha! Then you have great taste in business! Something that you and I have in common, I’m sure!” That seemed to catch Roman’s attention as he looked up at him from the menu. “Oh yeah?” “Yes sir! Did my pops not tell you that I set up multiple small successful businesses for him?” “He did. He also told me that you were interested in becoming the accountant for Sionis Mills.” Good ol’ Pops, Warren thought to himself as his smile soon returned to him. “Indeed I am, sir! I don’t mean to speak ill will of your current accountant but if I remember correctly, I heard word that you were having some money issues?” That made Roman set down the menu, a small glare on his face. “And who the fuck told you that?” Warren shrugged and chuckled nervously. “Oh you know, just gossip. I don’t believe it personally, of course!” He waved his hand slightly. “Roman Sionis, bad at business? What a stupid rumor to spread around!” “Yeah, yeah, well, look, it might be true and my current accountant might have proved himself to be unreliable in the past.” Roman sighed slightly. “One fucking misstep after another.” Warren took a deep breath before speaking. Desperation. “Oh imagine how frustrating it must be, sir!” He nodded before leaning slightly forward. “But I can be a very valuable asset to your company, I promise you that! With a White managing everything you’ll never have to worry about money!” “Sounds a little too good to be true, doesn’t it?” Warren waved a hand and scoffed. “Check with my father, check with anyone in Star and I swear that they’ll all say Warren White is very, very good at what he does!” “Right, right.” Roman nodded, a very faint smile appearing on his face. “I’ll consider you a replacement.” “That’s all I ask, sir.” Warren grinned. “But I think we’ve talked enough about this, let’s eat, shall we?”

[piixelatedpastries]

Know it’s been forever since I updated..but more updates will be coming..we are so far ahead in writing but my game crapped out so couldn’t get any pictures. I know pics are sparse, but and can’t wait to share how things are developing in the story! To read the previous parts go to the Port Stone Rp link on my tumblr

Shaylee

"He promised it would..but it won't..I'm going back..I have to go back..I didn't mean to.."

 My words trailed off, it wouldn't make much sense to admit I wasn't supposed to even be here this morning, but I had all but said exactly that now.

 I sat up, wrapping the robe back around myself and tying the strap as I gathered up bedding wrapping it around me as well.  Another realization dawning on me.

 "I don't have anything to wear..not really.."

 The last thing I could fathom doing right now was putting that horrid outfit back on, not until I had to anyways.

 "Xanthos..have you always had him?"

Xander

I watched as she wrapped yards of material around her little body as if it would protect her and sat up. Getting off the bed I walked to my closet to find clothing for the day.

 "I'll get you some clothes, do you know what size you wear? I'll take you shopping later today once a friend brings something by for you to wear" "

 Shrugging on clean jeans I walk out of the closet pulling a black tee over my head, covering myself as if I could cover the scars and the shame of having a side of myself, I couldn't always control.  How many times had I had to apologize for the terrible things he did, for the things he made me want to do. "

 With a sigh I turned back to her, scrubbing my face with a hand.

 "Yeah, I was born with him, courtesy of my father. The Wolf is courtesy of my mother. I really am so sorry you had to meet him that way. Given the time restraints there wasn't much time to warn you of him, I didn't think he'd be making an appearance so soon..."

 Walking to the bathroom I lay out a fresh towel and cloth before coming back out to her still sitting on the bed.

 "Why don't you take a long hot shower. clean the night off and try to relax. I don't have anything of the girly variety but the travel pack of soaps I bought had a conditioner at least.  I'll have Jen bring you something over while you're in there."

Shaylee

"Is there ever a good way to meet a demon?"

 I asked wryly as I slid from the bed, taking the sheets with me, letting them trail behind as they engulfed my body in their soft cloth, tickling against my skin.

 A soft moan escaped as I stepped into the shower, feeling the warm water trickle against my skin and soaking my hair. I wasn't sure how long it had been since I had last been cleaned with more then a sponge bath of murky water from a bucket. It would be so much harder to return now, memory of what it was like to feel human was awakening more and more.

 I didn't step out from beneath the water until it finally ran cold, the last of the dirt and disgust of that place circling the drain in sudsy finality as I wrapped the giant terry cloth towel twice around me.  The sheet was wrapped again before I emerged from the bathroom, steam billowing out around me.

 "You don't need to take me shopping..you need to take me back..the longer I'm away, the worse it's going to be for me. Just a clean t-shirt of yours will be enough, I won't be keeping it there anyways."

Xander

"Probably not so much, no.... but I suppose it would have been nice to have more than 24 hours to prepare you for him. If you see him again just tell him Tianna would hate you for this and he might go away quicker"

 As I watched her walk away, I placed a call to Raven and asked her to get my things from the bar and her an outfit, guessing she was a size 0 and bra I guessed was about a 24b or c cup. also guessed her feet were a size five and told her to get her a pair of sandals of some sort.

 Walking into the kitchen to make her something to eat I wondered just what the fuck I had planned. Obviously I couldn't keep her captive here forever but what would I do with her, how could I let her go now?  The questions swirled in my mind as I made bacon, eggs and pancakes for her, cut up strawberries and squirted a generous dollop of whipped cream on top "

 Hearing a knock I open the door to Jen, taking the things she brought, thanking her and shutting the door on her well-meaning questions.  I place the items on the bed  and go to the living room to wait. "

 After what felt like an eternity, I finally heard the water shut off and her pad her way into the bedroom. Ignoring her words completely I walk in and point to the bed.

"There's your clothes sweets, put 'em on and come eat breakfast."

 Not waiting for a reply, I head back to the kitchen and wait for her to finally emerge. anticipation running heavy through my veins making me restless. I couldn’t wait to see her clean, dressed and no doubt breath taking.

Shaylee

I frowned a bit, but didn't argue, taking the clothes into the bathroom and shimming quickly into them. The jean material was strange feeling, not a fabric I was used to, but it felt good to be covered, to be..presentable, was the word I suppose they would use. I took a few extra moments to brush out my hair, quickly  tying  back, loose strands framing my face softly.

 I headed towards the sound and smell of the food, my mouth already watering before I stepped into the kitchen and scrambled up onto a chair.

 "Tianna was your wife? She had control of your demon?"

Xander

I was not disappointed in the least as I watched her walk out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, her hips naturally swaying as she walked. She was a sight, no doubt about it. The way the shorts hugged her hips had me transfixed and made me jump as she scooted to the table.  Sliding her plate towards her and making a gesture at the pancakes I turned to pour another cup of coffee.

 Her question took me aback, as questions of her usually did. Even after 55 years it was still a raw spot that had me emotionally on edge whenever I thought of her. I truly loved her as much as was possible to love another person. My once little family was perfect until it was taken from me.

 Clenching my jaw, I swallowed a few times, checking my emotions were under control before turning to answer her.

 "We were all in love with her in some form or another. He had his fair share of fun with her that I always ended up having to apologize for, but over the years he grew to respect her enough to not scare her or hurt her and couldn't stand to see her cry any more than I could.  There was a time when she actually told him she was proud of him I guess and he would have done anything for her after that."   Sitting down beside her I take her hand in my own, stilling her from eating for a moment.

 "I truly am sorry about this morning Shaylee, he's.... complicated. but not something to play around with. He can be a completely evil bastard, or he can toy with you. He's an asshole with no conscience and that makes him unpredictable. He does things for his own gain, has his own desires that he will do his damnest to fulfill. I am sure that was scary and the absolute last thing I wanted for you. But I swear to you, I am not him. We may share this body but his actions and thoughts are entirely his own."

Shaylee

The bacon was cleaned from my plate first, and the sweet pancakes and fruit were quick to follow, leaving me to pick a bit at the eggs before his hand wrapped around mine and his eyes locked with me, the pain in them palpable making my own heart ache for him and his loss.

  I bit my lip for a moment shaking my head, my bottom lip glistening as I released it to speak.

 "That's not true..he has a conscience, or he wouldn't have been bothered by Tianna's tears or wanted her praise..if those things mattered..he isn't totally lost..he can't be."

 I gave him a small smile shaking my head as I placed my free hand over the one that engulfed my other.

 "I know he is separate..mama spoke about demons often..they..like our kind..almost as much as vampires do."

Xander

I roll my eyes, pushing the bar stool back with a huff and standing up. She was wrong thinking there was something worth saving in Xanthos. He was the pure evil side of me, and I really needed her to see that, though now was hardly the time.

 "He is lost, when she died, whatever she had given to him died with her. He was only good, or as good as he could be, because of her, for her. We all died a little with her....." I let my words trail off as the pain crawled its way up my throat and into my eyes once more.  I needed to change the subject. This was going nowhere.

 "Now get your ass off that chair and let’s go do some shopping. I will hear nothing of this bull about wearing my 20x too big of shirts. You are a lady and you will look the part!"  With that I swept her up in my arms and marched out the door with her, ignoring her feeble attempts at protesting and placed her in the passenger seat.

Shaylee

I could sense his discomfort and the need for a subject change, and what right did I really have to push it anyways. I was only here temporarily. I still couldn't resist one last observation though.

 "He could have hurt me..but he didn't..just..just scared me."

 I shook my head as he plopped me into the seat of the truck again.

 "Everything you have is like..giant..your bed..your shower..your truck..everything!"

 I knew it was a waste of breath to remind him I couldn't stay, he was ignoring everything I said about it anyways, acting as if he just didn't hear, or maybe as if I didn't speak.

[hayleysstark]

The Twenty-First Night of September

Chapter 1

Words: 4654 Warnings: None Summary: The Giver is just the sweetest, nicest, most thoughtful, most considerate troll in the entire village, because Poppy says so, and Poppy is never wrong. She just kind of didn't think maybe the Giver might be Branch. // The AU no one asked for. Pre-film. Multi-chapter. Eventual Branch/Poppy. Dual POV. Extremely slow burn. 

Notes: This idea has come an incredibly long way to tell you guys the truth. I initially thought up the plot right after S1 dropped LAST January ((dfghgfrhgfgb can you BELIEVE this series has survived an entire year)) but I didn't actually do anything with it - I typed up a couple rough drafts here and there, but none of them felt right, and at one point, it even got turned into an RP ((with my buddy @etheriumart, they have an account on here and Fanfiction, check them out u cowards)) and I was pretty much on the verge of abandoning it completely, but I decided to give it one more go. 

Fun fact, this is actually only my third time writing from Poppy's perspective ever (Just Friends and One Night being the first two) so I'm very much still learning. How have I been in this fandom for a solid two years now and only written twice from Poppy's POV? blasphemy. she deserves my respect. Anyway, though, the next chapter should be from Branch's point of view, so I'll get back to my regularly scheduled programming then lmao. Honest feedback's very very appreciated! I know I got lots of room to improve, and outsiders' opinions usually help with that.

Set several years before the movie, by the way, so Branch and Poppy are both in their teens for now!

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"Are you sure about all this, Poppy?" Smidge asked, for what had to be the thousandth time, big, deceptively soft-looking baby-blue eyes wide as they could go, apprehension and uncertainty plain on her little face. "Just think about what you're missing!" She swept a small hand through the air, fingers spread, and gestured loosely to the crowd of colorful trolls below, packed shoulder-to-shoulder, bodies swaying energetically to DJ's latest mix—which was amazing, by the way, as always, Poppy was going to absolutely shower the girl in hugs and compliments the minute the party wound down—

Oh. Right. Reassure Smidge. Gotta reassure Smidge. Focus, Poppy. This is too important for distractions.

She pulled her lips up in the brightest smile she could manage, and nodded enthusiastically. "I know, I know, it's all so super-amazing-tastic, I love it, but—but I—" if she let herself close her eyes she knew she'd see the lonely little figure in her mind, as dark and mysterious and unreachable as they always were, lingering nervously on the edge of the village with hungry, unseen eyes fixed on the dancing trolls below, watching and watching and watching and never joining—Poppy felt the grin on her face begin to falter. "—I can't," there was no way anyone but Smidge could hear her over the deafening pound of DJ's music, but she dropped her voice to a whisper anyway—no need to drag the whole party down with her, "I—I can't stand the thought that there's a troll out there somewhere who's not having fun like the rest of us. They deserve to be happy as much as we do, they deserve to be as happy as they've made us."

The words bolstered Poppy, even if they were her own—she even mustered the strength to hitch her smile back on her face. Somewhere out there, creeping unseen and unknown and, worst of all, unthanked, through the gloom of the village was a troll who cared, who cared so much they sacrificed their every Harvest Moon to bring the rest of the town a night full of wonder and laughter and love and happiness—somewhere out there was a troll who cared, who wanted with everything in them to make people happy, and Poppy would spend her whole life, if she had to, making sure they got some of that happiness back.

"But that's just it, Poppy," Smidge spread her hands out helplessly, "what if they're happy the way they are? And even if they aren't, it's not like we can do anything about it! We have no idea who they are!"

"I know," Poppy admitted—God, did she know. The music-playing, confetti-spraying thank-you cards obviously hadn't been special enough for the mystery gift-giver to reveal themselves—she'd even rigged up one to sing a song she'd written herself! Specifically for the Giver! Maybe the title had been too on the nose? "The Gratitude Song" didn't leave much room for imagination, she had to admit.

But the anonymous troll had even snubbed the parties! How many crazy-loud recognition parties had she promised to throw them if only they'd come forward?! Flashing lights! A minimum five pounds of glitter! Disco balls! A special thank-you mix from DJ Suki herself! What more could any troll in their right mind even want?!

Well—Poppy hastily fought off the giggle bubbling in the back of her throat—Branch probably would have snubbed the parties. Would have called them a "safety hazard", or something like that. He was really funny that way. Ooh, just wait 'til she got to tell Branch she'd found out who the Giver was! Of course, she still had to do the actual finding-out part, but when she did, ooh! She couldn't wait to rub his smirking face in it. He was so infuriatingly confident that no one would ever, ever know, and always asked annoyingly pointed questions that made her wonder—"If this 'Gifter' weirdo wants to remain anonymous, shouldn't you respect that?"—and shot her that snarky little half-smile at the end of it. Yeah, she was gonna have some serious fun with Branch, just as soon as she'd unmasked the Giver.

She threw her shoulders back and stood up a little straighter at the thought. If nothing else, she could at least have the satisfaction of giving Branch a big, fat I told you so.

"I'm gonna head out," she told Smidge, and bounced to the edge of the giant flat-topped orange mushroom. "See you later!" She threw herself straight down into the heart of the wildly-dancing crowd, laughing out loud into the breeze rushing past her face, and ripping all the breath from her lungs—countless pairs of gentle hands caught her, seized her by the arms or legs or dress, passing her smoothly from troll to troll—she surfed easily all the way to the back of the crowd, slid neatly from Moxie Dewdrop's arms, shot her a quick smile of thanks, and made her way out of the pod.

She didn't let her feet stop moving until she'd gotten a good way away from it all, pausing to adjust from the bright lights and blaring noise of the party to the sudden darkness and silence of the forest staring back at her—the air, when it hit her lungs, tasted uniquely of autumn, sweet and spicy and a touch smoky, too, like the amazing cider Biggie always made special for the Harvest Moon—ooh, she wanted another glass already—

No. No, this was too important to let herself get distracted. Eyes on the prize.

Right. The "prize" being the absolutely ginormous, record-breaking thank-you she'd finally finally finally get to give when she found out the mystery troll's true identity—ooh, she'd planned it all down to the last detail—the Giver would smile, of course they'd smile, who didn't smile when someone thanked them? Ooh, and she'd bet her flower crown that their smile would be the really nice kind that made their whole entire face light up like the sun and—!

There!

Poppy's heart nearly ripped itself out of her chest at the sight of the dark, hooded figure, smaller than even Smidge at this distance, darting nimbly from one pod to the next, enormous sack slung over one shoulder, cutting an awkward and lurching and hunchbacked figure in the ivory moonlight.

Oh, my God! It's happening!

Okay, okay, okay, stay calm, stay calm, she just needed to stay calm and catch up to them and convince them to tell her who they really were and then she could thank them and together, they could go back to the party and tell the village and everyone would swarm the Giver in hugs and thank-yous and the Giver would never ever have to be sad or alone on the Harvest Moon again, and everything would be all cupcakes and rainbows for everyone! Easy!

Focus. Poppy dragged in a breath, and shook out her hair to its fullest length—she wrapped the bubblegum-pink tips around the nearest tree limb, and swung herself up into the sky, swathed momentarily in a blanket of rich sapphire studded with a hundred thousand sparkling stars, landing lightly in the tree with the rough bark scratching painfully at the bottoms of her bare feet. She winced, and lifted her legs to rub at her stinging toes—no, no, no time for that! Poppy gave herself a shake. She had a Giver to thank!

For what felt like hours she flew, weightless, through the all-encompassing dark, with her heart in her mouth and the blood pounding in her ears—the wood sped by beneath her, moon-dusted, leafless trees gleaming faintly silver under the faint light—one branch, then another, then the next—nearly there now—nearly there—

There, that was it! That was the pod the Giver had disappeared into! Only just up ahead! Poppy shimmied across the last limb on her stomach and leapt, like a cat, through the open window—the impact jolted her a bit, reverberating up her legs—she wobbled lightly where she stood, and smothered a swear—Smidge could have pulled it off better—

Oh. Oh, God. Oh, God, the Giver was right there!

Ooh, she could scream—no, no, she couldn't scream, she couldn't! She didn't want to scare them! The Giver hadn't seen her yet—standing with their back to her, and hood pulled up to hide their hair—ugh, unfair, how was she supposed to try and guess who it was if she couldn't see their hair?

Nope, it'd just be more fun this way! She wanted to look the Giver in the eye when she finally unmasked them!

They'd ditched their sack right by the window—already half-empty? This troll worked fast. Respect!—and without the weight, their motions had become quicker, more fluid, actually kind of graceful—

—bet they're a good dancer, then—

The Giver knelt by the bed to put down the poorly-wrapped present in their hand, reached to reposition the bright yellow bow so it sprang up, arching cheerfully toward the pod's low ceiling, and took a little step back, as if to admire the effect—

A sudden, fierce swell of affection flooded up in Poppy's chest—if the gifts themselves weren't telling enough, the tender way this troll touched them certainly was—the half-second they took to spruce them up, make sure they looked their absolute best for their recipient—ooh, she just wanted to hug them! Right now!

No, no, not right now—plenty of time for hugging later—first she had to find out who they were—

Poppy couldn't keep from bouncing a little, up and down, on her toes, fluffy purple carpet muffling the sound. Finally finally finally! The moment was here! The moment had come! After years and years and years of getting the nicest, sweetest, most considerate and thoughtful gifts ever, and getting to see the rest of the village so happy, she finally got to say—

"Thank you!"

The Giver actually screamed out loud—Poppy really felt a bit bad about it, to be honest. They jumped a mile in the air—they'd even put on boots, she noted in the back of her mind when their feet left the floor—they must be seriously into this whole anonymity thing. She could only assume the dancer's elegance of only a minute ago had completely deserted them, because after a long minute of stumbling and tottering and flailing and just generally tripping all over themselves, they landed in a messy heap of dark cloth on the carpet.

Oops.

"I—I'm sorry!" Poppy barreled from her spot by the window and over to the crumpled form of the fallen Giver, hand rising on instinct to help them back to their feet. "Are you okay?"

"Amazing," The Giver grunted out, in a way that didn't sound like they meant it at all—which didn't make sense, why would anyone say something they didn't mean?

The Giver rolled over on the floor, rudely ignored her outstretched hand, and pushed themselves to their feet—no, his feet, she corrected herself, his feet—the thick hood of the black jacket and the dark glasses completely obscured their face, but what little she could see—broad nose, sharp jaw, hollow cheeks—what little she could see belonged to a man, that voice belonged to a man—no—no, not a man—a boy—definitely a boy, she decided, after a second glance, and a boy not much older than her—it took her a second to wrap her mind around the thought—she'd sort of imagined the Giver as an old man, to tell the truth, with grey-streaked hair and wrinkles, like her dad, but even in the shadows, she could see the dull skin was smooth—dull skin—the revelation jolted her—oh, no, oh, no, no, no! Oh, the poor troll, oh, no, his colors must be dimmed, oh, the poor thing—and his voice, it wasn't a voice she'd ever imagined for the Giver at all, even when she got past the way it had cracked right in the middle.

The Giver's voice was gentle, she'd decided, a long time ago, very gentle and soft and benevolent, like ocean waves lapping at the shore, the kind of voice that sounded nice all the time, the kind of voice that was just made for singing and telling stories and reciting poetry and lulling little children to sleep—the kind of voice that just made you want to keep listening—angelic, almost, she'd told herself, but this—this didn't sound like that sort of voice at all—no offense to the Giver, no, no, she didn't mean that in a bad way, just—well, it was all—rough and uneven and—

—and familiar—

The Giver tugged lightly at the edges of his hood and stepped past her, head down, face carefully averted—no, no, he was—he was leaving, no, he couldn't be leaving—

"Wait!" Poppy pushed her whirling thoughts to the back of her mind, and scrambled after him. "Wait, wait, wait!" She didn't really pause to think about the rest of it—she just sort of. Well. She threw herself at him, wrapped her arms as tight as she could around his black-clad legs, and hauled him back down to the floor. "I don't even know who you are!"

"Poppy—!"

Oh. Oh, God. Her name left his lips, and she froze. There was only one troll in the whole entire village who talked to her like that, with all that—that annoyance, and that exasperation, and that frustration, and—

The glasses slipped off the bridge of his wide nose, and he actually chose to press his face to the carpet before he'd let himself look at her, but—God, but it didn't matter anymore, did it, she didn't need to see his face, she knew, she knew and there was no going back—the dull skin, the dimmed colors, it should have been a giveaway, how had it not been a giveaway?!

The Giver was—the Giver—he—he was—

"Branch?!"

He stiffened and went still beneath her, gloved hands clenching up in fists against the vibrant violet floor. "I—" For half a second, it sounded like he was about to start yelling at her. "—I'm sorry, Princess," he said instead, in a very, very Not-Branch voice, "I think you must be hearing things, because I can assure you, I am not—"

"Branch," Poppy cut him off, and pushed herself up on her palms, swinging her legs over his sides to sit on him more comfortably, "give it up." In spite of the disbelief still roiling through her like a storm at sea, she felt a giggle bubbling up in the back of her throat at her choice of words. "Should be easy for you, huh?" She couldn't suppress the laugh anymore, and it erupted uncontrollably out of her, mirth merging with her shock to make the sound more than a little bit hysterical. "Guess you're pretty good at giving."

And Branch—Branch hissed at her! Actually hissed at her! Between his teeth! Like a snake! Ooh, she wished she could see his face! He always made the funniest faces when he was flustered. "Shut up."

"'Shut up'?" Poppy clamped her hand over her mouth, but the snort made its way out anyway. "A-and here I thought you had a—gift—for language!"

"Poppy, I swear to God—!"

Another loud shout of half-incredulity and half-amusement ripped its way out of her mouth, and she threw back her head—there was no way she could swallow it back anymore—her sides were already beginning to ache in protest, and she clutched weakly for her heaving ribs. Oh, God. Oh, God, Branch was the Giver. Did not see that coming. At all.

It was just—well, it was just—well, Branch didn't care. About anyone, or anything, except his bunker, but that—that didn't count, Poppy didn't count that, because the bunker wasn't real, it didn't have feelings, so it couldn't care about Branch back and—look. Look. The point. The point was this. Branch didn't care about things.

And that didn't mean he didn't have his good qualities, because he did! Sure, if it came down to it, he'd probably leave the village for dead, but he was funny, and he had lots of interesting things to say about the forest if she only waited him out or wore him down, and he was so fun to argue with, he always had a comeback for everything, and just because he didn't care about things didn't mean those weren't all good qualities, so there!

But—but if Branch was the Giver, then that would mean—

—that would mean—

"Branch," Poppy said, and the sound of her own voice in her ears startled her, far more than it should have, and she had to swallow and start again, "Branch, why are you doing all this?"

"God, Poppy," Branch's hands fisted against the floor again, and he shifted a little underneath her, "I don't have time for this. In case you haven't noticed, I'm kind of in a hurry."

"No, why?" Poppy finally had the Giver in her grasp, and she didn't care anymore that it was Branch, she didn't care that he was grumpy and snarky and hated her parties and didn't like glitter and wouldn't let her hug him at Hug-Time and didn't care, she finally had the Giver in her grasp, and she wasn't letting him go, not until he'd told her everything there was to tell. "I mean, if you want to give us presents, why don't you just—give us presents? Without all—this?"

"I don't," Branch growled, "want to give any of you anything."

"Or—or better yet," Poppy decided to ignore that last part—obviously a blatant lie, right? Right? "Better yet, why don't you just—I don't know, not act like you can't stand us? I-I mean, if you care, why don't you act like it?"

"Okay, fine," Branch pushed himself up on his palms, and twisted over onto his back to look at her—she slipped a little with the sudden movement, but grabbed at his shoulder and held on, "I guess I have to break it down for you, huh? Okay. Here we go. I hate every single goddamn one of you."

"But," Poppy knew well the signs of a full-on Branch bitch-rant, and she needed to head it off like, ten minutes ago. The guy could really just go for hours if you were dumb enough to let him get started. "But you don't. Because you're the Giver."

"Oh, my God, Poppy!" He lifted an arm, and shoved her to the floor in one swift motion. "Okay, fine! I admit it! I'm the Giver! Now let me go! I still have about seven dozen of these left to deliver, the party could end any minute, I really don't have time for—!"

"The party!" Oh! Oh, God! Ooh, this was going to be even more fun than chasing the Giver! "Oh, my gosh, Branch, the party! Come on, come on, come on!" She jumped to her feet, and yanked on his arm. "Come on! Up! We gotta get back before it ends!"

"Um." Branch flicked at her knuckles until she let go. "Right. Yeah. Have fun with that." He got to his feet, and dusted off the front of his dark jacket.

"What? No, no, no," Poppy giggled—right, right, her bad! She kind of hadn't really explained that too well, had she? Oh. Well. Fixing! "We gotta tell the village, my man!"

"What?!" Branch tried to spin around to face her, but he really just did that thing again where he tripped all over himself and flailed. "No! No no no no no no no! No!" He clumsily regained his balance, and shook his head wildly back and forth, so hard he looked like he was gonna give himself whiplash.

"Yes!" Poppy countered, and nodded vigorously to prove her point. "Just wait until they hear about you, Branch! Oh, buddy, they're gonna love you!"

"If I did everything so the village would love me, I'd never have done a useful thing in my entire life."

"I didn't hear that!" Poppy clapped her hands over her ears. "Come on!" She motioned, with her elbow, to the open window. "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

"No," Branch repeated, so firmly she could read the word as it formed on his lips. "The village is never going to know."

"But—" Poppy deflated a little. Her hands slipped off her ears. But didn't he—didn't he want—? "But Branch, how are they supposed to thank you if they don't know it's you?"

"I—I don't—" the pale purple flush crawling up Branch's cheeks glowed like a beacon in the dim light of the empty pod, "—I don't want—" He dragged in a breath, and it sounded painful, like it snagged somewhere in the back of his throat and for half a second, Poppy thought he was going to say—something, she didn't—she didn't know what, but something important, something that mattered, something that meant something and she knew if he did, all the barriers behind his eyes would finally fall and she'd see—

His hands clenched back up in fists. "I don't need," he lifted his head, and stuck out his chin, "I don't need your stupid gratitude."

Branch turned sharply on his heel, and stomped over to the dark, half-empty sack still waiting for him by the window. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I—"

"Wait!" Poppy edged forward as far as she dared, as far as she thought he'd let her get before he stepped back. "Wait! Let me help!"

Branch dropped the sack again. "What?"

"You said it yourself! The party could end any minute!" Poppy jerked her thumb in the direction of the glowing pod, even though she knew it couldn't be seen from here. "If we split the gifts between us, we can get done with the delivery way before anyone comes home!"

Branch snorted. "Right. Yeah. Like I'm gonna do that." He swung the sack back on his shoulder.

Stubborn ass. Poppy was seriously about to stamp her foot. "Why not?! No, don't answer that," she added, when he opened his mouth, because that snarky half-smile was already curling up his lip, and she really just could not deal with one of his smart remarks right about now, "don't. This is, like, super important to the village! It makes 'em all really happy, Branch! I wanna help with that! Let me help with that!"

And—oh, God, here was officially the craziest part of the entire night—Branch looked at her. Just—just looked at her. It wasn't a glare, it wasn't a scowl, it wasn't even one of those tired, dead-eyed glances. It wasn't even a smirk, like when he'd just got in a really good jab at her, and had to show off how insufferably cocky he could be. He didn't do any of that. He just looked at her. Like—oh, God, like he was seriously considering—

"No."

What?!

Okay. Fine. That was fine! Time to bring out the big guns, Poppy supposed. All was fair in love and war, and all of that. Hmm. No. Gifts and war? Giftery and war? Giftery. Was giftery a word? It should be.

Oops. Sidetracked. She shook her head, and lifted her chin.

"If you don't let me help," she jammed her hands on her hips, and tried to look as intimidating as possible, "I guess I'll just—" she lifted one shoulder, and dropped it an instant later in a half-shrug, "—have to tell the village."

Every last ounce of color drained from Branch's face.

"Mm. Well." She headed for the window straight past him, and smothered a smile when he reflexively stumbled out of her way. Ha! She never made him step aside! She should try this intimidation thing more often. It was fun. "Nice talkin' to you! See ya, Branch!" She stepped to the edge of the window, and shook out her hair for good measure. "Ooh," she added, on impulse, "I'll have to help the kids with their thank-you cards tomorrow, that'll be super-fun!" Okay, now she got why Branch smirked all the time when he said something snarky! Ooh, this was so fun! Why had no one ever told her it was this fun to mess with him?

"W-wait!" Right on cue. Branch bolted toward her, stumbling over the clunky, awkward boots, and threw out a frantic hand. His fingers, warm even through the thick gloves, latched onto her wrist.

Poppy arched her eyebrows. Ooh, she was not gonna make this easy on him! Not in the slightest. "Yes?"

"You—you—" He looked anywhere but at her, purple flush returning to his face with a vengeance, "—you can help, okay? Th-there. I said it. Happy?"

"Yes!" Poppy bounced backward into the pod. "Oh, my gosh, this is gonna be so so so so much fun—!"

"Ground rules," Branch said coolly, and jabbed a finger at her, "no singing. No dancing. No running off and telling the village anyway."

"Branch, do you really think I'd break my word?"

"Yes. Without hesitation." He opened up the sack, pulled out a few brightly-colored boxes, and thrust them at her. "Now let's get this over with."

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #196

“what separates man from beast? turn to your master.”

What's a show that you absolutely refuse to watch? 13 Reasons Why. How many times have you been in love? Twice. Do you remember how old you were when you started swearing? 7th grade, however old that is. How many years older than you would you date someone? ~9, maybe 10. Depends on just how much I'm interested in the person. What was the last thing you pinky-swore on? *shrugs* Don't even recall the last time I did that. Would you consider yourself a nice person? I think I am. Are you a car kind of fella? No. I don't even know the names of the most basic models. Are there a lot of mirrors in your house? Not at all. There's like... two. Who’s the laziest person you know? Proooobably me. True or false: Glee is annoying. All musicals make me cringe. Would you make a good teacher? Why? Fuck no. I'm not dealing with 20+ kids, and I'm also way too awkward for that. Is the fan on? Actually no. I have a small heater in my room that turns on/off to regulate the temperature. Otherwise, my room is frigid this time of year. Have you ever broken someone else’s bone? No. Do you really believe in your ‘one true love’? I don't believe in that concept. There's billions of humans on this earth; you don't have just one that you'd be wonderfully compatible with. Do you worry more about other people’s happiness than your own? It depends. Have you ever had feelings for 2 people at the same time?
 Yes, Jason and Juan until I picked between them definitively. You could also say Sara and Girt, but I'd come to learn my feelings weren't romantic towards Girt. Do you believe that leaving a significant other for someone else is ever a good idea? Sure; if you're even considering someone other than your s/o, that says something anyway. It's a far better alternative to cheating. Is it possible to ‘fix’ a ‘broken’ relationship?
 Mixed emotions, idk. Would you ever throw out/give away something an ex gave you?
 I've thrown out stuff, but I haven't given anything away, though I'd probably be able to. If you found someone seemingly perfect for you, but it turned out they had a child… would you still give the relationship a chance?
 No chance. Who is the first person you see in the mornings? Well, I live with only Mom. Who was the last person you were in love with for more than a year?
 In love, probably Jason. I consider someone being in love and just loving someone are of different intensities. Do you have a secret life?
 The RP site is unknown to just about anyone. Have you ever seen the last person you kissed without a shirt?
 Yes, but she was just changing her shirt rq, and I didn't really look anyway out of respect. Do your parents know EVERYTHING about you?
 No. Are you friends with your best friend’s boyfriend or girlfriend?
 She's the same person lmao. Favorite thing to eat with peanut butter?
 Jelly. If you had to get a piercing right now, what would it be? At this very moment, probably my left daith. Do you have a nervous habit? (e.g. biting nails, tapping feet, smoking) Most obviously, I knead my hands and I'm fidgety. My eyes dart around, and I bite my lip a lot. Current favorite song? I've been hopping around between a lot lately. Maybe "Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War Drums" by A Perfect Circle. Do you know anyone famous? No. Do you own a Bible? No. Have you ever pierced your own body part or that of someone else? No. The last time you held a baby: Moooonths ago, like last summer when Colleen needed me to hold her son for whatever. The last form you filled out: Something for vocational rehab. The last time you stayed up past 12AM: Saturday night/Sunday to see the super blood wolf moon. It was incredible. The last time you gave up on or quit something: Well it's not like I'm ever doing anything noteworthy to remember quitting. The last video game you played: Some of The Legend of Spyro: Dawn of the Dragon. The last time you were in a big city: Not since March '18. The last television show you watched: Avatar: The Last Airbender with Sara. I'm surprisingly really into it and can't wait to keep going ahhhhhhh. Who was the last person you sat next to? My mom. Do you wear socks to bed? No, I hate socks. How many Canadian provinces have you been to? None. What kind of car did you take your drivers test in? N/A What is your first memory of being in a hospital? I have very faint memories of when I was a very little kid, my sisters and I played in the room where my mom and her three co-workers worked. I can't remember why we were ever there? All I know is we always wanted to go to the little gift shop to get candy lol. Does anyone in your life treat you badly? Are you allowing them to treat you that way? Or do you stand up for yourself? Not consistently. Have you ever cut someone out of your life because of how they treated you? Rather how she treated most of the human population. How much was the rent/mortgage at the cheapest place you’ve ever lived? Idk, probably here, where I think it's $700-something. Do you still keep in touch with your very first best friend? We're friends on Facebook, but that's it. Who got married at the last wedding you went to? Oh JEEZ. I think he was one of Ashley's co-worker's nephews or something like that?? I can't remember the exact connection, but it was complicated. What was your favorite home-cooked meal when you were a kid? Like, made from scratch? Um. I dunno. Nothing stands out. What was the topic of the last conversation you had with your dad? The laptop we're working on getting. Have you ever been to a wedding where the bride was a total bridezilla? No. How often did you visit your grandparents when you were growing up? Almost never. Dad's were in Ohio, Mom's mother was in Florida (my grampa died when I was like, two), and here we are in NC. We couldn't afford to travel much. Have you ever had psoriasis? I don't think so? I do have super dry skin, but I don't think I've ever had scaly patches. How much of your time to do you spend being bored? What could cure that boredom? Almost every day past afternoon, really... and having shit to do that doesn't confine me to this house, or have Sara here. Do squeaky toys annoy you? Yes. Animals: love ‘em? Why or why not? I absolutely love them; they're our neighbors. It's amazing how creatures that can't speak can be so interesting. Is a solitary person necessarily an unlikable person? Um, no. Are you a picky eater? You have ABSOLUTELY no idea. If you play Sims, have you ever saved a Sim from death? I've played the animals one, in which case, yes, lol. Are you hopelessly addicted to the computer? Admittedly so. Almost everything I do is on there, and it's sad just how lost I am on what to do if I don't have WiFi or a gaming console. I've been this way since I was a pre-teen though, so it's not exactly something I think I can un-learn. Like I'm not one of those people who puts every opportunity behind sitting here on it at least, I'll happily jump up for something fun and/or interesting, but it's still my go-to thing to do. Do you prefer online or face-to-face communication? Why? Depends on the person and my mood, but more often than not, online because I'm a socially awkward abomination. What kinds of things do you watch on YouTube? Let's plays mostly, but also random shit from some people I'm subscribed to, beauty videos with Jeffree Star solely because I love that hoe and am there for his personality, uhhh other misc. things that make me laugh. If you’re offered a trip to either Hawaii or Alaska, which would you choose? Probably Alaska, esp. if it's a good season for the Northern Lights. Do you have any close friends that were adopted? No. If you could have any job/talent, what? (regardless if can or not)? Hyperrealistic traditional artist or meerkat biologist. Who, in your opinion, is the best thriller writer? I wouldn't know. Does your mom eat meat? Yes. Was your dad ever in a sports team? Yeah. Do you prefer thick or thin crusted pizza? I stroooongly prefer thick. Thin is just flaky and hard. Have you ever had an eerie/paranormal experience? What happened? A lot. The top two that scared me the most follow: 1.) I was home alone, very late in the night watching TV, and Teddy, who was glued to me, would not look away from the bottom of the bed and was barking and growling relentlessly. I even tried forcing his head to look away with how badly it was scaring me, but he absolutely would not let it. Me personally, I "felt" a strong and malevolent female presence just fucking staring at me, and I called my mom literally crying. I was so shaken up that at like 4:00 A.M. I think it was, she had to call our poor neighbor to sleep in the house with me. Safe to say, I did not sleep in my bed; I'm pretty sure I didn't for a good few days. 2.) I was outside one night, walking with my iPod as I did most nights. I suddenly stopped dead when I saw this white, transparent thing walk very fluidly out of the woods of my backyard and just vanish. It was fucking crazy because it felt like time had slowed, and I remember perfectly it looked like a bipedal creature walking on all fours instead, but it was not a fucking human or animal. It reminded me of some Rake depictions (which I don't really believe in), but not precisely. My entire body absolutely chilled, and I was like a deer in headlights for many seconds, but after that, I have never run faster than I did going back inside. I immediately told my mom, freaking the hell out, but who knows if she believed I actually saw something. I didn't do nighttime walks for I think around a week, and for a loooong time, I'd altered my path so I couldn't see the spot it had appeared, and I over my dead body would ever go to the clearing at night. I also either saw a star do some weird-ass shit over the course of a week or so, or it was some UFO doing something okay only facts here. All three of these things happened at our old house, sooo glad that is no longer home lmao. Do you have any friends with the same name as you? No. How many people of the same name as you have you ever met? Oh jeez, plenty. How often do you see your best friend? Our history so far has been every ~2-3 months. Do you like incense or does it give you headaches? I love that shit oml. Do you prefer to watch or attempt? Depends? Do you shout when you’re upset? Occasionally. Where was the last place you ate, except from home? I believe Wendy's. What was your favorite thing to do as a kid? Play Spyro or make-believe with my favorite toys. Do you take any vitamins? Which ones? Yes, for vitamin D, as my deficient of it beforehand was absolutely abysmal, and it was probably the cause of my knees wanting me dead. Have you ever lost something really precious to someone else? Maybe? Who makes you feel small/inferior? It's entirely unintentional, but my psychiatrist, ha ha. He is a fucking genius with incredible knowledge of like... everything. Are you protective of your family? Well yeah. I'm especially protective of my younger sister, but not like, incredibly. What size ring are you? Idr. What’s something you regret buying, but you just can’t get rid of it? Sad as it is to say, my rat Mitsu. She's nervous of being held, yet she always jumps up onto the cage's bars when I'm passing and enjoys me petting her through them, but that's all I can do, and I feel awful. Her claws also reeeaaally irritate my skin (maybe from the bedding, idk), but getting rid of a pet rat isn't exactly easy, especially with the fear of her being bought merely as food. What villain do you believe is most worthy of a redemption arc? Is Harley Quinn still even a villain??? What was your favorite school project you ever made? Idr. What role do you take on when you have to do a group project? (for example: leader, delegator, slacker, etc.) The meticulous writer/taking the notes. What’s a funny mistake you’ve made recently? Oh boy, how is nothing coming to me among certainly a million options in the back of my mind??? OH WAIT. I was texting Sara and mentioned I was watching Shane Dawson, but it autocorrected to "Shame," and I was like, "still accurate." What would be your reaction if one of your parents said they were having another kid? My mom's long past that age. And my parents are divorced. How many friends do you have that don’t live in the same country as you? One of my long-time Internet buds, off the top of my head. What is always in your wallet that doesn’t need to be? HAHA. One time in high school, me a few friends got together to just wander the mall. We went into a tux store and got a card there for literally no reason, but it's still in my wallet for memory's sake. What is a strange red flag you have when pursuing a relationship? Excessive and/or raunchy flirting. If a single thing you say fits the latter, you're fucking out. How many people have you thought “Glad I don’t have to interact with them ever again” about? Probably a decent number. What do you NOT want on your tombstone? Don't mention shit about God or Jesus or whatever. How many couches do you want in your residence? One long one or two average ones for the sake of accommodating company. What is the strangest website you have bookmarked? Nothing strange. What is your typical number of windows/tabs open on your computer? Ha, usually 4-5 tabs. Sometimes more, sometimes just two or three. Do you follow the expiration date on food? Like, religiously. What is the coolest name that you would never name a real human child? "Magnus" is the first that came to me. What fish scares you the most? Probably stonefish. Hard to spot 'em, venomous as hell, enough to sometimes kill. How do you feel about snails? In almost all cases, they gross me out. Just not as much as slugs. I hate slimy things. How often do you think about what guys will think of you? The older I get, the less I give a fuck what one thinks, at least about how I look. If you are on birth control that allows you take pills and skip your period, how often do you opt to skip it? How come? I can't skip mine. Is there a book series where you loved the first book, but for some reason the other books in the series just didn’t measure up? Idr. Are there any stores/restaurants that you would like to shop/eat at, but there aren’t any located near enough to you? Oh, I'm sure. I'd have to think. If you are a part of a certain fandom or are a fan of a popular series/musician, is there a rivalry between your fandom and another one (e.g., Lady Gaga fans vs. Katy Perry fans or Marvel vs. DC)? The Silent Hill and Resident Evil franchises are often compared, but I haven't seen much "rivalry." There are some people who pit Markiplier and JackSepticEye against each other with them being close in subs, but it's wonderful that I usually see only great bonding between the two fandoms instead, and they usually overlap with fans. Metallica is constantly shit on by Slayer fans. There's more, I'm sure, but I don't feel like digging deep into the thousand fandoms I'm in lmao. Do you ever have smell hallucinations? Don't think so. If you were told by a professional that you were unable to become pregnant, how would that affect you? Is there something important to you about conceiving a biological child rather than adoption? And finally, if you even want to have children, would you choose adoption or surrogacy or would you go on childless? Honestly? I'd be fucking ecstatic. I'll probably never have hetero sex ever again, but rapists always worry me. I don't at all want kids. Is there something that you did not used to take seriously, that you either now take seriously or wish that you had in the past (e.g., a relationship that you miss, your education, etc.)? Man, I don't know. I would say my college, but I didn't really have a choice in my decrepit mental state, and fuck that school from a trillion different angles anyway. Are you physically affectionate with your friends? Just with hugs. I'm not a platonic cuddler/kisser/hand-holder. Are any of your friends/relatives actually impressive artists or writers? Are you willing to share an example of their work? My cousin is an incredible artist, but I don't believe I've seen her work in years. When it comes to relationships/crushes, are you more often the pursued or the pursuer? Pursued, I guess. Do you ever find yourself making negative comments about other people’s appearances, whether it’s people you dislike or even just people on tv? I generally keep comments to myself. Have you ever dated someone on the football team? No. Do you have any ceramic animals in your house or outside? There is this pointless dolphin in the corner of our backyard?????????? Why????????????? Who made you???????????????? Have you ever made a summer bucket list? No. Have you ever stayed in a hotel suite? No. What type of waffles do you like? (Plain, blueberry etc..) Plain or chocolate chip, 'pending on the mood. Have you ever been to a night club? No. What was the last thing to make you sad? A picture on Facebook of some dick posing beside an elephant he killed at a watering hole. It was in an anti-trophy group or something like that. Do you kill spiders when you see them? If it's in my house and not tiny, unless it's too close to me. Are you allergic to any animals? Which ones? No. Does it bother you when people play with your hair? It would if it was anyone but my s/o or maybe my mom, but even from her, that might feel weird. What is your favorite movie series? SHREK, BITCH. I haven't seen the fourth one though and I am legitimately mad. Not sayin' it for the meme, I legit love Shrek okay. Did your parents get married before or after you were born? I actually found out recently it was after I was born. True/False: You’ve had an odd dream this week. It's weird, I've actually been briefly recalling them lately... but not for long. I believe I have, though. Who was the last person to let you down? Mom, probably. Can you dry swallow pills? I'm capable with small capsule ones, but I don't. What was the last thing you ordered online? Sara's Christmas present. Are you happy with your relationship with God, or do you want more from it? I have no relationship with him, if you're addressing the "God" I'm assuming you do. Even with the entity I believe in, I don't really see us as having a "relationship" in this life. They're just my silent judge that sees me according to how I deserve. Is your spirit made for adventure? Eh. Yes and no. Have you ever been rejected by a church? No.

[or-something-better]

July 14, 2022

(Nightly RP - Charlie’s monster of the Week)

Sam

Sitting at the map table doing my usually slow-scroll through the police blotters of surrounding counties, before I move on to boarding states. Most everything is routine, a few domestics and one B&E that seemed to get quite a haul. Nothing really that would slow me down for long.

Charlie

scrolling through and running a program in the background that would give me any unusual hits I look up at Sam  quiet so far… but maybe it’s not a bad thing?

Sam

Chuckles Charlie, so help me if you jinx this night....

Charlie

You’re right… should never use the ‘q’ word

Dean

I come in with my arms loaded with groceries I struggle down the stairs and through the map room to the kitchen hey guys! Got everything I think walk into the kitchen setting the bags on the table and start putting them away

Ruby

Need to start one of those Swear jars only for jinxing

Charlie

Ruby no! I’d be broke

Henry

is making pizzas for everyone

Ruby

Henry can cook anytime!

Alex

Smiles mmmm smell good

Dean

finish putting everything away trying not to get in your way hey henry! grab a beer and head into the room with the others

Henry

Hi Dean

Charlie

my program hits on something but turns out it’s just a lot of county fairs are sharing the same dates so I sigh in frustration

Patience

How are the kids Alex

Henry

brings out the miniature pizzas

Ruby

Those smell incredible Henry!

Alex

They are good Olivia is reading and Skyler almost ready want crawling and my nuggets Riley and Athena and Austin they are good they are cranky sometimes Smiles

Sam

An article with the title salacious headline “7th Missing Pregnant Woman Reported” out of Saline County in southern Kansas catches my eye and then my complete attention. Hey guys, listen to this…down in a little southern Kansas town and three neighboring cities, they’ve had 7 pregnant woman reported as missing.

Henry

I made one for everyone

Ruby

That sounds suspicious.

Charlie

Are you sure it’s not just a serial killer with a fetish?

Patience

Oh my doesn't seem possible you are such a good mother

Ruby

I wonder how "small" they are talking? BB?

Sam

Thank you Henry takes one and get a big bite Mmmhh good

Alex

Aww thanks you and sometime it hard single parent and sometimes it easy

Dean

take one thank kiddo goes perfect with my beer

Charlie

taking one of the pizzas I have a bite and listen

Ruby

Sorry, I was thinking out loud. They say there was a small round hole in the window.

Patience

I bet thought if dad were here though you'd hate it

Henry

sets them down and listens while eat

Dean

look up from my pizza well that’s a hell of a calling card... Let me cut a hole in the window and take you for a ride..... smirks

Sam

Small hole in the bedroom of the vics? That would lead me to suspect a sex offender, you know, some kind of peeper pervert…

Alex

Pause he is….he gone Gabe turn him to stone and sent him to hell

Charlie

Again serial killer with a fetish…. What else would do it?

Charlie

Shifter maybe? Were the Vics ever seen again?

Crowley

I stand at the head of a meeting table glaring down the table at my demons. My plan is starting in to go into motion and your all dragging your feet. I need souls and I need them fast. Pure souks snatched from heaven.  So move your asses!

Patience

Yeah that kinda sucked but he did something bad right?

Dean

Maybe what about hmmm. No.... Never mind

Alex

Yeah he cheating on me

Pamela

flying in frantically I can't find my niece! so upset I'm shaking I talk to her every day.

Pamela

But she’s not answering my calls

Patience

Are you ok Pamela

Sam

Pamela? stands up out of concern. What?

Pamela

shaking my head I don't know what to do. trying to catch my breath. I start to tell Sam about my niece

Ruby

I give up my seat for Pamela

Charlie

Hey Pam… putting my arm around her shoulders take a deep breath… let’s start at the beginning…

Henry

gets her a cup of tea

Sam

Glad to see that Charlie is helping calm her down. Sit down and tell us anything you can about what’s happened…

Pamela

I talk to her every day, I haven't heard from her in 3 days. Thank you Ruby.

Alex

Pam Look over what wrong?

Pamela

She’s pregnant.  And we've spoken every day. But in last few days she hadn't answered her phone.

Henry

hands her tea

Dean

finishing my pizza as I hear pam I take a drink of my beer and almost spit it out when I hear her pam? Where does she live?

Pamela

Thanks Henry.  Can we add a shot whiskey?

Henry

Sure  gets a shot of whiskey

Pamela

Salinas

Sam

I recognize the name of the city, but don’t share it. Pamela is upset enough and there is no reason to scare her without any real information. I pull up a map of Kansas on the laptop. Salinas looks to be about 2 hours from here.

Dean

South?

Pamela

downing my drink would you guys mind helping me check it out?

Sam

I catch Dean's eye South

Charlie

turning to Pamela after all you have done and given up for us…. It’s the least we can do

Dean

I agree totally lets go...

Ruby

Can we take the car this time? Just in case I need to use my magic, I want to have enough energy for it.

Sam

Pamela, we don’t mind checking on her for you… it's practically our own backyard

Dean

Everyone get reedy

Pamela

taking a sigh of relief thanks guys

Henry

gets my bag

Sam

Yeah, sure Ruby. Let’s drive this time.

Alex

On it sir

Charlie

I head into my room and grab my go bag, I add my laptop and chargers to the mix  ready when you are

Patience

Got my go bag

Dean

grab my duffle that’s already packed and ready to go

Alex

Went to grab her gear and walking to the car

Sam

My gear in already in the trunk, so I find my keys and snag the laptop Who's riding with me?

Ruby

I check my satchel then head for the car

demon

walks into the room where Crowley is sir… we just got our 8th victim. A Barnes girl. We won’t need many more now

Crowley

A Barnes girl?  And where did you find this one that it took you so long?

demon

Salinas Kansas…. We are kind of located in that area right now

Crowley

You chose a Barnes in Kansas? You're going to get us all caught!!! She's most likely related to that psychic.  What have you done to her so far?

demon

We captured her boss. She’s being held like all the others

Crowley

I throw a knife at the demon pining him as I finish my drink and start pacing Why? Why do I ever outsource anything. If I wanted this done quick and efficient, I would have been better off doing this myself. Go, just get the hell out! I'm going to clean up your mess." I vanish topside to deal with their mistake.

Sam

Ruby and Charlie road with me and the 2 hour drive to Salinas went by so quickly. We played a Charlie-version of name that tune using Spotify and Ruby handed us our asses. Turns out when you’ve lived pretty much through the entire history of music, you know a thing or two.

Pamela

I hop in the impala just so nervous guys

Ruby

Heading for the Charger, I get in the backseat to give Charlie shotgun

Henry

hops into Deans car

Alex

Get in back seat in impala

Dean

I put my duffle in the trunk and get in the car and take off once everyone is in

Charlie

sitting in the car I watch out the window while we play I navigate as Sam drives leading the way

Dean

I turn up the music as we go since everyone is so quiet

Charlie

I point out our exit to Sam  there!! It’s not far now

Dean

take the exit behind Sammy

Alex

Dancing in her head whiles listening to music

Ruby

I look around at the suburban neighborhood. I hear the lyrics begin...'Or house, is a very very fine house..'

Sam

Pulling up before the address that Pamela gave, I shut off the car and look around. Nice neighborhood

Charlie

I get out of the car and wait for the others to pull in well let’s be safe while we investigate huh?

Dean

pull in behind Sam

Ruby

Getting out, I wonder if we'll draw attention?

Charlie

I wave to the others as they get out of the impala

Dean

I get out of the car looking around

Ruby

Hey, Sam. You suppose they have neighborhood watch?

Sam

I'd bet on it Ruby... I’m going to check around the side of the house. Pointing out my direction to Dean, I follow the shrub line next to the house, with nothing standing out to me. As I round the corner, I think I’ve gotta be near to a bedroom or possibly an office. Checking along the windows, it didn’t take me long to find the small hole that had been punched through the glass. Damn it. I lean over to see if there is a sightline view to anything inside the room or if it’s just a hole to thread a camera through.

Alex

Look around and get out the car

Charlie

looking around at the surrounding trees   not sure a watch committee would see much…. But surely we can find something…. Everything looks too…perfect

Henry

gets out of car

Dean

follow the perimeter the opposite way from Sam

Gabe

appearing ninja silently behind Sam with Donna at my side shhhhhhh belle  I pull out a clown horn and sneak it behind Sam’s ear squeezing the bulb  SQUEAKY SQUEAKY !

Sam

The sudden unexpected appearance of Gabe and Donna next to me, catches me off guard and causes me to jump in shocked surprise. SHIT! Jesus… ya gotta stop doing that.

Donna

Hi ya Sammy!!! laughs as he jumps!

Henry

Dad! face lights up like a child at a candy store

Gabe

Jesus? Where? looking around  I swore we left him at home

Dean

hearing Sam I run the rest of the way around the house to you Sammy?!? You ok?

Donna

Sorry. I couldn’t help but watch it! Lol

Sam

The sound of my heart beating in my ears, blocks whatever Donna said What?

Gabe

Hey kiddo picking you up and hugging you

Ruby

Sam! Did you hear that? I ask Charlie, running toward the backyard

Alex

Heard Sam and I run Sam! You ok what happen?

[9:14 PM, 7/13/2022] Donna SPN: We did!

Charlie

hearing the noise I run out back my heart pounding, relieved to see Donna and Gabe

Henry

giggles and squeals

Dean

Oh hey Gabe! Donna! laughing

Donna

laughs more!

Ruby

I round the corner and nearly run into Donna.

Sam

Pacing a few feet to calm down and walk it off, damn

Alex

Hey Donna and Gabe laughing

Donna

waves!

Ruby

Donna? Gabe?

Charlie

Impeccable timing as usual!

Donna

Whoa!!!!! You good?!

Ruby

You got that right!

Gabe

Hey guys. We were just kinda bored thought we’d check up on the fam.  looking around  you guys have this odd idea of fun

Donna

Yo! Lol Hi Alex!!

Dean

Not exactly fun...

Alex

Ahh we are on hunt

Donna

Agreed! looks around confused! a hunt? Ohhhhhhhh lol makes more sense now

Ruby

Pam's niece is missing

Gabe

Don’t you guys ever take a day off? Enjoy life a little? Speaking of which donna and I have an announcement

Dean

This is Pam’s niece's house there’s a case of missing pregnant woman and we came here because Pam’s niece who is also pregnant went missing

Gabe

Did you check behind the curtains? Maybe she’s playing hide and seek

Donna

Oh no!  looks to Pam! doing okay???? I know the feeling!!!!

Gabe

Pam family can’t seem to keep their clothes on

Donna

💛💛

Pamela

just rubbing my hands up and down my thighs I'm not ok.. I’m worried

Alex

What announcement you Donna have?

Donna

Oh shit!!!!

Patience

I walk up and touch window and have a vision ahhh I scream

Ruby

I turn toward the scream

Gabe

walking over  you good over here? Is it like three obese people going at it?

Donna

walks over and gives her a soft light hug! we found my niece we’ll find yours! giving you a warm smile!

Dean

You good?

Pamela

Thanks

Patience

Hey everyone there's an animal cut in half

Dean

Come again?

Gabe

Huh??? What’s going on here?

Ruby

Where?

Charlie

In your vision?

Alex

Where?

Patience

I saw it not sure where but it's in half

Donna

Ewwww

Patience

touch the window again hopefully I get another vision to tell me where

Dean

So an animal breaks into houses now?

Henry

That's gross

Patience

I think we should look out back

Ruby

I hope there's not a grave...for Pam's sake

Patience

I'm thinking that's where the animal is. Because I saw this house

Crowley

I pace invisibly around the group glad that the Winchesters seemed clueless to my involvement

Pamela

trembling I can't sense anything here guys. I'm too shaken up. Where has gone? trying to hold in my anger

Charlie

having searched the grounds over I’ve come up empty

Sam

No signs of any kind of animal that I can find

Henry

Let's go camp out

Sam

I agree Henry, but let's find a hotel and set up

Donna

Sounds like a great idea! nods!

Charlie

Yeah I think we need to research

Dean

That sounds like a good idea

Alex

I agree… besides checking the time I should call the sitter and check in

Ruby

Thinking back to previous stake outs, I hope we don't set up a tent in the room

Alex

Call sitter  Jane hello? Hey I calling see how kiddo doing

Jane

they are good

Alex

Ok thanks you Jane I hang up

Dean

I head back to the car and wait for the others

Henry

gets in the car

Dean

get a room and head to chars room

Charlie

after checking in I quickly set up my laptop and start surfing the hunter web for anything that might target a pregnant woman

Henry

follows Dean

Gabe

snapping creating an Oasis for Donna and I

Donna

after getting to hotel with the clan and beloved, I see Charlie on the laptop searching… I watch and read over her shoulder! Duh HECK??! Gawd I love you!!!

Gabe

Love you too gorgeous

Donna

I’m the luckiest woman in all the worlds!

Charlie

All the victims have been pregnant women… I need to know what we are up against

Dean

So what all we got so far? Anything useful?

Donna

Pregnant women???? Attacking ladies at their most Vulnerable??? raises an eyebrow! Well other women! wipes the smirk of my face, and quickly returns to worry for the Pam’s niece and other soon to be mommy’s!

Gabe

walking over putting a reassuring hand on your shoulder we’ll stop this thing Mi amour . I promise

Pamela

sitting at a hotel table, having a  glass of whiskey just upset and worried

Dean

Definitely just gotta figure out the what so we can get the how

Donna

I place my hand on yours and look to you! let’s get em!

Patience

really need another vision right now

Henry

Can we order room service and get dinner?

Crowley

I appear in the woods not far from where the abduction had been. They were so sloppy. Why is it that only morons become demons? We have smart people in hell and yet I throw my arms up in frustration.

Charlie

I’ve got it!!! Mananggal!!!

Sam

What?

Henry

Huh?

Dean

What the hell is man and gal??? Like is that like 69 only murderous?

Patience

Yes that's it as I look at the picture

Alex

Eww that is gross

Charlie

According to this, it’s an ancient creature. It preyed on pregnant women and took their life force after it eats the heart of their unborn fetus… they have a super long tongue stored inside their head for that purpose

Pamela

pissed off and confused as to why that thing has taken my niece this is just crazy! Why? WHY!!?

Sam

I’ve never heard of a Manananggal… I immediately pull out my laptop and look for information from some of my bookmarked sites.

Henry

That's gross

Donna

Ohh food! Avocado! Good question!!!

Crowley

my head whips up feeling insecure and go to the lair of my creature Manny? Where are you?

Dean

Nope definitely nothing of 69.... That’s just gross!

Henry

Looks like no one else wants food

Donna

my hand not realizing it moves to my tummy and look to my ArchAngel! More for US!

Henry

orders room service

Dean

looks at donna and back at Gabe... wait are you..... Um

Patience

Not really

Crowley

Hey, Manny. You need to change locations. The minions messed up. You're in danger.  Don't worry, I'll keep you fed.

Donna

looks to Pam seeing her worry, and Mama Angel clicks on again! We’ll get her back! Promise Pam! 💛

Gabe

Charlie how do we kill this thing?

Alex

Smiles

Charlie

Well… reading further  apparently it detaches it’s torso to get to its victims maybe why patience saw it cut in half…. When that happens if we can cover the legs in salt and burn them… it dies …. But these things have been locked in purgatory for centuries

Sam

My head snaps up from my computer screen Purgatory? Looking across at my brother. Dean, what do you think the chances are these things were let out when Eve came?

Henry

gets the food and hands some to Donna

Gabe

Salt and fire? looking around the room  where in the world will we find those things?

Donna

Duh HECK??!!!!!!

Charlie

grins one thing we are never in short supply of

Donna

Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!! eyes wide! thank you Henry!!!!

Alex

Ohh

Gabe

Add in whiskey and beer and it’s the anti hunter

Donna

Hmmmm no idea! takes a bite of food! Mmmm

Dean

hearing Sam and again all deans fault..... shakes my head cuz I’m just this huge screw up huh Sammy?

Henry

You are welcome  eats

Sam

Not what I said Dean

Alex

Dean it not your fault

Ruby

There is an entry to purgatory through Hell.

Dean

Yeah because we dont ever have those right?

Henry

Yes Crowley

Dean

look at Henry

Sam

Crowley’s been keeping things kinda quiet for a while now Looks over at Ruby to see what her reaction is to Crowley being brought up.

Gabe

eyes lighting up as I hear that deceitful demons name  I’m going to enjoy killing that toad

Dean

Figures Crowley would be behind this somehow

Donna

Well… maybe Ruby could do recon? Insider POV? takes another bite of food!

Ruby

I still have a few friends down there. They can help me. I'll find out what I can.

Alex

That never good news

Henry

throws away my wrapper

Donna

Coolnesssss!

demon

I look up meekly at Crowley as he yells

Crowley

You have no idea,  NO IDEA how terribly you have endangered this for us. Why did you take the Barnes woman? I feel my eyes changing to glowing red as I yell at the demon

demon

I had no choice… stammering y-y-you told me to do whatever m-m-m-manny said…. He’s crazy he doesn’t care about the politics He said the power of the psychic would make him stronger

Patience

Oh so since Pam is psychic he thinks her niece may be also

Crowley

Gabriel is involved. An Archangel. The new guy sitting on the big man's chair. If we die, you'll wish I killed you. I glare darkly at him. I'm staying here to keep you in line.

demon

Yes sir—maybe you can talk sense into him

Crowley

Where is he right now? Or did you lose him as well as get the Winchesters on our ass? I glare at him intensely.

demon

Inside sir, follow me

Dean

So how the hell are we gonna lure this thing so we can kill it?

Sam

Chuckles Dean, I just don’t think either Henry or I can pass muster as a pregnant woman.

Henry

Yeah no we're dudes

Dean

Obviously we'd be rich if that could happen

Patience

Pamela try and get a feel for it

Donna

listening licks the wrapper of her dinner, not realizing how hungry I was!

Ruby

Popping back from my visit to Hell, I meet with the others to tell them what I've found. Well, it's like we thought. Crowley has his goons going after pregnant women. I had to leave before I found our more. I look at Pam I'm sorry.

Pamela

I've failed her. shaking my head in disgust with myself

Gabe

hands you a snickers  you’re not you when you’re Hengry

Patience

Maybe you should try and get feel for her

Pamela

Yes, let me try. touching the sonogram picture my niece sent me, I begin to search for something

Charlie

Well if you can find her… we can probably find the other victims too….

Crowley

I straighten myself up and stride after the demon. Manny, darling.  Did you get my warning?

Donna

Mmmmmmm CHOC-OLATE!!! eyes get huge, takes it thank you! and Yums down!

Henry

We need to get the monster out of the way first

Manny

growls and nods

Patience

Pamela are you ok can you send me anything

Alex

I can be a bait Look at her team

Sam

Alex, we appreciate the offer, honest we do. But you’ve just had new babies of your own, I think we should find some other way to do this

Alex

Nod ok

Dean

No....no...Absolutely freakin not!

Crowley

The Barnes girl, the psychic, she's drawn unwanted attention to us. Her family wants you dead. They have the ridiculous luck to manage it.

Pamela

Give me a min

Alex

Ok Nod

Manny

deep throaty voice  the Winchesters will have no idea what hit them and I’ll devour the Barnes girl my king

Crowley

You should lay low. They're going to try and draw you out. Trap you.  Kill you.' He warns.  "I can find your another psychic."

Charlie

I can see Ruby is thinking what’s on your mind Ruby? I can almost see those wheels turn

Manny

They want me? They shall have me. It’s the last thing they will ever do

Crowley

No, no. It's that arrogance that loses me my actually useful people.

Ruby

Well I could do it, I’m certainly stronger than Alex. And I’m sure I’ve faced worse in hell

Sam

Leans over to Ruby and mumbles under my breath I’d have a better chance pulling off being pregnant than you would.

Gabe

No, listen Ruby, you’re a demon, they would see that from a Mike away

Ruby

I could give it a shot. Anybody got a pillow?

Alex

Look over I right here

Donna

finishing my snickers bar, with a yum Well…. I mean…

Donna

I have an idea! I stand up!

Gabe

shaking my head no  no way not a chance. God has spoken!!! the heavens rumble

Alex

Look up heard thunder easy easy Gabe Hand him energy drink and snicker

Donna

my eyebrows go up! it’s okay daddy angel! We go this! I smirk a naughty, but evil smirk lets kick some ass!

Gabe

letting out a deep breath the heaven settle but I say nothing

Donna

I slip my hand into yours! tell ‘em Daddy Angel! I look into your hazel eyes!

Gabe

Well grinning ear to ear we’re expecting

Dean

Again? Awesome! Congrats!

Gabe

12 more ! A new personal best  kissing belle and smiling against her lips

Sam

I stand up and manage to stop myself from saying the first words that pop into my mouth and settle for just saying Congratulations… again, wow 12? I shake my leg to try and get the stupid thong into a better place under my jeans.

Dean

12? More?

Donna

giggles, and kiss you back! oh goodness! smiling bit too! let’s go for it!

Donna SPN: Wellllll….. working on it!

Ruby

Congratulations. That settles the question. The answer of you doing it is No, you have enough to worry about

Sam

Donna are you really sure that you want to take such a big risk? Isn’t the start of pregnancy one of the precarious times for... you know, a new mother?

Gabe

You good there Sammy ??

Dean

Yeah donna are you sure Gabe will kill us all if we screw any of this up and you get hurt

Sam

Slaps him in the chest and sits back down

Gabe

With tortures Crowley’s mind couldn’t imagine

Donna

I got this!

Dean

We better not screw this up....

Charlie

Let’s go find a place to set it up…

Donna

Aw thanks for the care… but I’m mama angel… it’s different! 😁 I’ll be okay. It’s just a monster… we’ve taken on gods. Like daddy angel says… easy peasy! 💛

Manny

laughing at Crowley there’s something delectable up there, something I e never had and I will find it and eat it. I can tell it will make me even more powerful!!!

Henry

zones back into reality

Dean

Well ok then let’s go grabbing my things ready to go

Crowley

Manny we just talked about it.  It's a trap. You can't go up there or you'll die.  The new God is involved. I grab at the monster’s arm alarmed

Charlie

I grab my surveillance and sound gear and take it with us

Henry

follows Dean

Sam

Follow but not sure we should really do this

Gabe

Hmmmmmm what kind of house would this monster like??? heading out  I assume something with a lot of nurseries and pregnant women. You know Donna I used to hang out at maternity wards before you came along ….

Ruby

Tags along after, hoping things go according to plan...for once

Dean

is extremely nervous about this trying not to imagine the tortures we would be put through if anything goes wrong

Alex

Gasp congratulations Gabe and Donna Smiles

Gabe

snapping a huge house with tons of nurseries In it

Dean

Nice work bro! That’s huge!

Sam

mumbles wonder where he got hte idea for that

Gabe

Donna says the same thing, minus the bro

Ruby

Hopes the neighbors don't call the cops before we catch the creature

Dean

laughs very funny Gabe

Henry

watches in amazement

Charlie

I grab my gear and start setting up cameras

Gabe

looking at Ruby  what cops ? snaps the police department to another country

Ruby

👍

Dean

That works no cops

Donna

Oh you did! I follow next to you and raise an eyebrow!

Manny

shoving past Crowley  don’t get in my way or I’ll eat you first little man

Gabe

Yep , I knew those chicks put out

Henry

Wonder what the people thinking of extra cops in their country

Donna

taps my nose! hello! Lol! HEY!!! Lol

Ruby

🤭

Dean

Welll besides you...

Crowley

I right myself and stand proud You will stop and obey your king. Going out there is certain death. We can build something great if you just stop and don't act on impulse.

Gabe

What? You I had to woo. With them a pint of hagndaz and I was in like Flynn

Pamela

making sure Donna has everything she needs with Ruby and Alex

Sam

Walks around the outside of the house and checks to see where the best sightlines for the house are

Manny

laughing I pick you up and throw you aside walking out the door  keep it up little man and I’ll eat you

Ruby

asks Sam. you think first floor or second?

Alex

Help set up the bedroom

Sam

I think outside, so that nothing can even get that close to Donna

Ruby

Good luck with that. I head inside to give a hand. You got enough pillows Donna?

Henry

outside making sure we have cover

Donna

Good NESS!!!! Lol! You naughty boy!

Gabe

Donna are you sure you want to do this?

Charlie

I set up the last of my sound monitoring gear and get into my place and wait for the others to do the same

Donna

Thanks so much! looks around!

Alex

Took a deep breath

Donna

Lol! ALLLL THE PILLOWS!

Gabe

You don’t have to there’s got to be another way if anything happens to you a guarantee I’m going apocalyptic on this things ass and theirs pointing at the team

Pamela

holds Donna's hand just be careful hun

Gabe

watching this I like

Donna

Baby I’m sure! I look into your eyes and give you a kiss! easy peasy!

Ruby

seeing I'm not needed, I go outside with Sam to surveil

Dean

jumps at Gabe’s words

Alex

Donna? Hand on her shoulder please be careful Donna

Donna

I give a soft laugh! I know you would. But us angels got this! walk in the park compared… L… and A.. raises eyebrows! and many more! laughs

Donna

Will do! Thanks! I will bear bear! That monsters ASS IS GRASS!! Well ash!!

Alex

Smiles hell yeah

Dean

Donna....this isnt your normal stake out.... THOSE were mostly human this..... Is most definitely.....well.....NOT

Manny

sniffing the air growling as I pick up the scent  oh this is different this licking meaty lips and razor sharp teeth  this is going to be divine letting out a roar that shakes the entire house to the foundation  Give me the special one , the pregnant one, my feast , and none of you shall have to perish!

Ruby

Trying to make as little noise as possible, I wait for the others to show up

Dean

head out taking my place outside as i see the man gal thing

Alex

took a deep breath walking with Sam we got this

Sam

Feeling like things are getting closer to happening, I tell Alex and Henry. Let’s find cover guys I hide behind a large tree, making sure the others are hidden from sight too and I keep my eyes on the house.

Henry

hides in a bush

Manny

stomping towards the house eyes wild nostrils flaring

Alex

Nod yes sir went to go take cover

Charlie

I stay in the shadows and wait for the inevitable

Manny

I can smell you hunters, all I want is the pregnant one! The rest of you can be on your way

Crowley

Crowley appears running behind the creature Manny stop. This is a trap! You're going after a heavily protected person. You're going to get killed! I grab the large arm pulling him.

Gabe

in the house ready to tear the damn thing apart

Dean

I start heading into the house behind the thing cautiously

Charlie

I listen closely and hear a second set of footsteps behind the monster and a whiny voice that sounds familiar

Manny

turning as you grab my arm I look down grinning, my face getting so close to yours you can see the saliva dripping off my teeth and smell the rancid rotting flesh of the other pregnant women I’ve eaten  and who is going to protect you? grabbing you I throw you sending you crashing through one of the windows and into the living room of the house. Turning back, I head to find my prey

Dean

duck back to make sure I’m not seen

Sam

Making a rush towards the monster, I see Crowley for the first time. Crowley! I knew it! This is all on you, isn’t it? What the hell have you done?

Dean

as I watch crowley get thrown

Henry

Crowley?!

Charlie

running out of my position I head towards the monster, unsure yet of what I was going to do besides distract, I pick up a rock and throw it

Henry

jumps from a bush

Dean

slip inside the house staying in the shadows

Crowley

I land with a grunt Well I tried to convince him this was a terrible idea for one.

Manny

smelling the scent of the woman on the breeze I turn and head straight for Donna I’ll devour you slowly and savor your unborn child, picking my teeth with its bones!! charging towards you

Charlie

I run behind the beast and grab a gun from my waistband and take a shot

Gabe

watching the commotion, I sneak of getting an idea

Dean

I feel a shot of pain go through my back just missing my spine and yell out FUCK!

Charlie

I take another shot at the monster this time hitting his leg, hoping it’s enough to warn mama angel

Manny

avoiding the bullet I laugh as the knife pierced my skin grabbing the flea off my back and throw you against a tree shattering your spine

Dean

fly through the air and feel ever bone on my back crack horribly as I drop to the ground

Crowley

I stand up and stalk towards the being again Manny stop! You'll die. Do your edge to return to purgatory?

Manny

head detaching from my body it flies around me grabbing you with my razor sharp teeth and eating you crushing your bones and skull between my teeth like nothing more than lettuce your blood dripping from my mouth as my body continues to fight

Alex

Gasp

Gabe

the hell?! seeing the monster nearby. I stand my ground. Fear washes over me for a second but instantly relaxed by protection strength and a little bit of rage! My eyes start to glow white, my hair starts to float! be gone Monster of Hell! and with a gush of hurricane force wind, breaking some nearby windows, I push the monster far away!

Henry

runs inside

Manny

falls back pissed and growling my head flying towards the blonde woman the hunger growing by the second  YOU!!!!

Charlie

Let’s go! We need to stop it! I run toward the monster and start unloading more bullets

Alex

Run inside

Henry

tries to shot at monster

Donna

Me!!!! my white eyes glaring him outside the house. Me inside! you don’t scare me!

Ruby

I head toward the house, ready to that that bastard.

Manny

head reattaching to body I storm towards the house

Ruby

I raise my blades Bringing them downward

Crowley

Looking around in the chaos I turn to run I messed up. Oh I messed up

Manny

grabbing the railing from the deck of the house I hit you with it sending you flying across the yard

Ruby

I am hit by his tremendous blow, feeling ribs crack

Crowley

I grunt and feel my shoulder shatter when I land Dammit Manny, things were going so well.

Charlie

I run towards the monster and shoot a few more bullets and watch the demons to see if they get up

Manny

turning back to the blonde incubator I go after my dinner

Ruby

I carefully sit up, feeling blood running out of my nose

Ruby

pissed now, I wipe the blood on my sleeve and return. gathering my energy, I bring it up and send it at the monster full force

Manny

using my huge paw and slapping you hard making you fly across the yard  NO MORE GAMES THE WOMAN IS MINE!

Manny

flying across the room I hit the ground body splitting in half

Sam

I run forward and grab onto the lower half of the body of the Manananggal and try to hold it down! Hang on!

Charlie

I’m thrown back, the wind knocked out of me, but when I see ruby I know this is our shot….running ahead I grab the legs

Henry

helps Sam hold the lower half down

Crowley

I grunt and stand up worried, grunting as my shoulder collapses on itself I'll get out of here. Live to see another day.

Charlie

Pamela!! The salt!!

Pamela

I pour salt all over the monsters’ legs

Patience

Come on

Gabe

appearing behind Crowley I freeze him letting my claws out holding them to his throat  I should end you for putting my wife in danger, you have 3 seconds to tell me where the other women are or I’ll carve you into things even Rowena wouldn’t recognize. eyes glowing bright blood red

Ruby

I stand back and watch the others take care of the monster

Manny

screaming thrashing and fighting as the salt spreads across my wounds

Charlie

grabbing a lighter from my pocket just for good measure I set the legs alight and stand back

Sam

Letting go of the thrashing monster, I jump back out of the way

Crowley

I shake and scrunch my eyes shut They're in the abandoned mine shafts. I tried to stop him from coming here. I knew it was a death sentence.

Alex

light the lighter now? Throw the liger

Gabe

The death sentence should be yours Crowley you’ve always been a despicable bastard but I’d never have thought you would go after women and unborn children. Your worse than Lucifer, and that’s not a compliment.

Henry

jumps back

Manny

exploding into purple goo

Pamela

feeling goo hit my face eww

Henry

Eww slime

Charlie

Gross!

Ruby

Is glad I stood back

Sam

I spin around and get covered from behind with goo

Alex

Gasp ewwww gross

Pamela

Pretty much. Lmao

Crowley

He went rogue.  I tried to talk him down. Everything has sacrifices, but it wasn't supposed to go like this.

Donna

hurrying out of the house! Back to normal! is it? looks around! Ewwwww… yep

Sam

Which mine shafts, Crowley?!

Gabe

pulling out my blades I hold them to your throat my hand quivering with anger  you disgust me , but I need to go save dean shoving past you I head for the exploded body

Gabe

looking around  well this can’t be good . Everyone back up!

Alex

Bear shaking off

Charlie

I back away from the mess wiping goo from my face

Crowley

I turn and look behind myself, following Gabe’s actions with momentary regret before making my escape.

Donna

watching … knowing much better than to interrupt my archangel like this! 🔥

Gabe

eyes glowing as I look down at the remains of the monster  my hands glow as atom by atom  the body of Dean  is reformed, his heart begins to beat and air fills his lungs

Alex

Walk over we all did it donna we kill it

Henry

Dean! watching dad make dean alive

Gabe

heading over to Donna you ok love? Are all 13 of you ok? dropping to my knees I lay my head against your tummy

Dean

I gasp loudly as my lungs fill with air and open my eyes looking around confused

Henry

runs to hug you

Dean

Henry hugging you back what'd I miss?

Henry

covering you with goo the monster exploded

Dean

Ugh I look up and around for everyone else seeing you all its over?

Henry

Yup just need to find the people

Patience

hopefully still alive

Charlie

The only mines I know of are just about a mile from here

Dean

I get up slowly lets go

Sam

I asked Crowley, but he didn't share the exact location

Henry

Let's go get them to safety

Charlie

Sam can you drive? And Ruby…maybe a spell so they forget?

Sam

Walking towards the Charger Charlie, you navigate

Henry

gets inside Dean’s car

Charlie

I get in the car with Sam and wait for Ruby

Ruby

I hop in the back Let's do this!

Pamela

in the impala

Alex

Get in car with Sam ruby and Charlie

Donna

13???? my heart skips a beat and giggle, I watch you rest you head on my tummy, and beam so big, my hand playing in your hair! I’m good my love! And so is she..she’s!? 😆

Dean

I get in the car and start driving

Charlie

I direct Sam and within minutes we’re at the entrance to the mine shafts  looking at the door I can see some recent damage look! I think they came out of there

Sam

Ruby can you feel anything?

Dean

follow Sam’s car

Ruby

I can sense them I'm going to go to them and lead them out. I turn on my flashlight Be right back.

Charlie

Thanks Ruby I get my first aid supplies out

Pamela

nervous, worried, scared with excitement I hope they're ok.

Ruby

Leading them out, I show them the way with the flashlight

Sam

I put my hand on her shoulder She will be

Charlie

I smile when I see Ruby and the women, they all appeared to be in good health and unharmed so far

Pamela

holding on tight to Sam’s hand thanks

Ruby

Quickly conjuring a spell, I quietly wipe their memories of the kidnapping until now

Charlie

Let’s hurry and get them home before they wake up too much huh Sam?? Pam, would you like to stay with your niece? We can come back and get you later

Sam

Agreed.. Starts leading the girls toward the cars

Pamela

Yes thank you. waiting for my niece impatiently. I grab her and hug her soo tight

Ruby

I can stay here with Pam and take them home

Charlie

once the girls are loaded and headed home I breathe a sigh of relief and am ready to go myself.  you sure Ruby?

Pamela

That works for me!

Ruby

Go, get the others home

Sam

Helping them into the back seat. They all look to be in pretty good shape, just dirty

Charlie

nodding I get into the car with Sam  let’s go then

Ruby

Waving as they leave, I turn to Pam. I'll bet you want to be home. Ready?

Sam

I drive to the local Hospital and let them out just next to the doors of the emergency room

Dean

help the load some in the car and follow Sam to the hospital

Pamela

I am. Let's take her my place so I can keep an eye on her. Thank you Ruby.

Henry

stares out of the window of Dean’s car

Dean

the women get out and go inside i honk at Sam  HOME???

Ruby

I pop us to Pam's and make sure they get inside Take care. I pop back to the bunker.

Sam

Home!

Charlie

as Sam finished driving I doze off until we reach the bunker

THE END

………………………………………

1. Sam and Charlie are sitting at the map table on their laptops looking for cases. Dean has been on a supply run and returns to put away the food. Henry is already in the kitchen making lunch. Alex and patience are sitting down talking about the babies. Sam is reading an article about several missing pregnant women across the state. So far 7, within three neighboring towns. Ruby says that sounds suspicious. Charlie asks if it might just be a serial killer and Ruby reads further into the article where it specifies a small round hole in the window of the pregnant woman’s bedroom. Dean says that’s an odd calling card and they start to talk about what might be doing it. meanwhile Crowley is in hell setting his plan into motion he is directing some demons to to choose targets and to be quick about it

2. Pam bursts into the bunker and is upset saying she can’t find her niece. She continues by telling them that she talks to her every day but hasn’t heard from her in three days. Charlie gets up to calm Pamela and Henry goes to get her a cup of tea. Alex and patience join the team and are asking Pam if she is ok. Dean asks where Pam’s niece lives and she tells them Salinas. Sam pulls out a map and sees that it’s just in the southern part of the state. About 2 hours away. Pam asks if the team would mind taking her to check it out. Charlie says after all Pam has done, they owed her at least that. Sam and dean agree and ask everyone to get ready. Ruby suggests they drive this time so she can save her strength just in case. meanwhile Crowley is receiving some information from some of his demons and cursing about one of the targets chosen—knowing the Winchesters will get involved, he goes off on a rant to himself and says if he wants this done, he will need to take care of it himself and goes earthside.

3. The team gets ready to go to Salinas, Pam Alex and Henry go with dean in the impala, Sam ruby and Charlie go in the charger. The drive is uneventful and the first stop is a small house in the suburbs belonging to Pam’s niece.  Sam and Dean take the perimeter while the others check the yard for clues.  Sam finds the hole in the window and swears. Gabe and Donna appear behind him scaring Sam almost to death. Dean and the others hear the commotion and run to his aid. Gabe says he was bored and decided to check on the family. Charlie and Ruby comment on his impeccable timing and Donna asks what is going on. Dean tells her about the missing pregnant women, Pam hearing this for the first time starts to worry. Patience comes up and touches the window, she sees some sort of creature cut in half, she screams and tells the others what she sees. Gabe says maybe it’s worth sticking around.  meanwhile Crowley is listening in, and is hoping to gain useful information

4. They don’t find much else besides the hole, and Pam says she is too upset to sense anything. Henry suggests finding a place to camp out, and to see what they can figure out. Alex agrees that’s a good idea, and she needs to call and check on her kids. They head to a motel and check in, they get three rooms but all meet in one to go over what information they had so far. Charlie is on the hunter web and is looking for anything that targets pregnant women, Donna is reading over her shoulder and comments on how that’s a dirty trick, to target women when they’re at their most vulnerable. Gabe rests his hands on her shoulders and reassures her that they will solve this. meanwhile Crowley appears in the trees and sees gabe and Donna appear and curses to himself and about the sloppy demons that chose this house. He heads out to find his monster to warn him.

5. Charlie says she’s found something, Sam and Dean are asking her what it is and she says it is a Manananggal. Patience comes over and says yes that’s what she saw.  Dean makes a remark on the name of it, Alex says it is disgusting and Pam is freaking out because that thing has taken her niece. Donna tells her they’ll figure it out. Gabe asks Charlie how they kill it, she tells him and he comments about how much of that should be available with this many hunters. Everyone kinda laughs at that comment, and then Charlie shares that they’ve all been locked in purgatory for years. Sam questions if dean let them out when eve came. Donna asks why they’d  wait this long to show up. Dean remarks how it’s always his fault, Alex tells him that isn’t true and Ruby reminds the team there is an entry to purgatory through hell. Henry immediately says Crowley

6. Gabe’s eyes light up at the mention of the name. Sam says he has been pretty quiet lately. Alex says that’s never good news. Donna asks Ruby if she can maybe go find out some insider information and Ruby says that won’t be a problem. meanwhile Crowley is meeting with a demon in an unknown location telling him how horribly he’s screwed up by taking the Barnes chicks niece and the demon tells him he had to and why. Crowley tells them that gabe has joined forces with the Winchesters and they had better not fail, and he was going to stay right here to make sure they didn’t screw it up.

7. Dean asks how they’re going to lure the monster. Sam says there’s no way he or Henry could pull off being pregnant ladies. Ruby comes back and affirms their suspicions and tells the team Crowley is behind it. Pam swears feeling like she has failed her niece. Patience suggests trying to get a “feel” for her and Pam readily agrees. Charlie says if they could find her, they could likely find the other victims too. Henry says they will need the monster out of the way in order to save them all. Alex says she could be bait, it’s not the first time she’s done it. Dean is adamantly against it and Sam says they need to come up with something. Ruby offers to do it, but gabe says that since it is a supernatural being it would probably know Ruby was a demon.

8. Donna speaks up and says she has an idea. Gabe tells her no, and she hushes him. She shares some news with the group and everyone reacts, then ruby says she has enough to worry about. Sam asks Donna if she’s sure and dean says Gabe will kill them all if they screw it up and Gabe agrees. They head out and Gabe creates a house and the perfect setting for the monster to strike. meanwhile the monster is headed out and Crowley tries to stop him the monster shoves him out of the way saying he senses some particularly yummy food out there and once he has it that will be enough. Crowley tells him it’s certain death—the monster laughs and leaves.

9. Pamela, ruby and Alex are setting Donna up in the bedroom of the new house while Charlie is setting up surveillance equipment and sound monitoring. Gabe is asking Donna if she’s sure about this and she’s telling him she’s been doing stakeouts since long before they met. Dean reminds her most of them were human and she waves him off telling them they all need to stop and take their places. Sam and Ruby are outside with Alex and Henry making sure they all have cover and the rest of the team joins them and they take their places just as the monster shows up with Crowley close on his heels telling him that this was a horrible idea he didn’t know what he was about to mess with. The monster throws Crowley back and heads straight for Donna. The team starts to move in headed for the monster, Sam and Henry see Crowley and yell at him asking what he’s done now and Crowley tries to defend himself saying hell has been boring.  And Alex tells him that’s no reason to go after innocents while they argue dean tries to fight the monster alongside Charlie Gabe has snuck off for a surprise attack

10. Donna is inside when she sees the torso of the monster in the window, her eyes and hair begin to glow and she throws the monster back, angering him. Forgetting about Crowley for the moment everyone runs toward the house and begins to battle the monster ruby is thrown back, and she’s angry about it so she uses her demon powers and throws the monster at the house causing him to split in half. Sam Henry and Alex hold the torso while Charlie and patience grab the legs and pam covers them with salt, the creature screams and explodes covering everyone with purple goo. Crowley tries to run and Gabe freezes him and demands to know where the victims are and threatens to end him for going after Donna. He quickly reveals where the women are and Sam and Ruby go to get them with the help of Alex Henry and patience. Gabe pulls out his blades and is about to take care of it when Crowley tells him the monster went rogue and he couldn’t stop him even though he tried. (Free run how you want to finish this—Donna comes down and joins the team after too