#murder board thingie

[anirandums]

Book report again! This one was “A Good Girl’s Guide to Murder.” I thought it was a cool book :)

SPOILER WARNING ⚠️‼️

[romance-rambles]

MC has clearly never had to defend her honor as EVERYONE around her ruthlessly kills off her pawns(?), just because they can, and it shows. cael and mc's mom, you both robbed this poor girl of a core memory.

[imjustavenuxwithaboomerang]

finally got back to showing my sister arcane (her fault not mine) and these are her thoughts for episode 4:

she made a face (don't know if it was disgust or concern) at jinx getting close to silco when he was in his chair (i haven't explained that it's just a no-boundaries father-daughter situation yet)

"our most famous protégé, jayce talis" "you fake bitch" (about cassandra)

she did not make any comments about anyone's post-timeskip designs nor did she seem to have any physical reaction

^okay i asked about it hours later: "jayce and viktor pretty much look the same to me" (she apparently did not notice how sunken his cheeks have become) "her hair is way too long, it's a hazard. it's a tripping hazard" (about jinx) "those are a lot of tattoos, some of them look like dirt" (about vi)

she compared the hextech gauntlets to the infinity gauntlet

"that feels targeted, heimerdinger. you know i can't chase after you so you're just gonna waddle your little bitchass away. doggy paddle pretty much" (about heimerdinger leaving after telling jayvik to wait a decade)

she's also not loving heimerdinger's pet thingy...or heimerdinger...

literally went "this ugly bitch" when he first popped up in the start of the episode

we compared cait figuring out what happened at the hexgate attack to william murdoch and her strings and evidence to omitb's murder boards (don't know if the fandoms overlap but-)

"i hope somebody kills him" (about marcus) (who's gonna tell her...)

"what progress? cause the last we saw of him, they exiled him and now i'm giving speeches. i'm that bitch" (after heimerdinger's talk with jayce)

"the only one worth my time, is him. the golden boy" "are you trying to ride the golden boy?" (her joking predictions are spot on)

she was probably one of the only people i've seen that did not think that the pink-haired firelight was vi

"respectfully professor, shut your bitchass up" (speaking for viktor to heimerdinger)

"viktor and i have just the thing" "you and viktor are dating"

"i don't like that powder's going by jinx, i don't like that at all"

ep 1 and 2 thoughts

ep 3 thoughts

ep 5 and 6 thoughts

ep 7 and 8 thoughts

finale thoughts

[vanellopes-mun]

Vanellope VS. Turbo: A Mini Analysis!

There are a million reasons why Turbo’s reveal in Disney’s Wreck-it Ralph is such an iconic and memorable scene. A scene that I and many others have replayed ever since 2012 and its impact has never left our minds. It solidified King Candy/Turbo as one of Disney's top villains ever created, surprising and shocking viewers with a plot twist that Disney hasn’t been able to overthrow with their other movies before they abandoned villains until King Magnifico but he sucks so. He WISHES he was as charismatic as King Candy plz-

But this analysis isn’t just about King Candy/Turbo, it’s also about Vanellope Von Schweetz. She’s the most important ingredient to making this scene work and play out the way it does and ultimately why it’s so fucking cathartic. ( More so than Ralph’s fight against Cy-Bug Turbo in my opinion) After watching how it was originally story boarded, the crew behind WiR perfected this scene with a specific detail that they changed. In the early storyboard, Vanellope causes King Candy’s vehicle to crash, causing him to glitch and transform into Turbo in front of the cameras. While I love love love the extended race between Vanellope and King Candy and sort of wished it could have been longer in the actual film, I am content that they didn’t go with the direction. In the movie, King Candy is revealed after trying to beat/kill Vanellope with his horn rod/pole thingy from his kart, she grabs it and glitches due to stress/adrenaline/her emotions, her blue glitch traveling through the cane and making contact with King Candy, finally putting down the facade he had on for 15 years and revealing him as Turbo to the characters in the film and the audience. It’s such a small detail, it only happens in a second, but it’s all it took for the start of his downfall and his eventual demise. 

And this is why it brings me catharsis every time I watch this scene. I could never put it into words before, but it’s beyond satisfying that the end of King Candy’s horrible reign starts with Vanellope and her glitch. The very same glitch that he caused trying to delete her code and remove her place from the game. The glitch that he used as an excuse to turn everyone in Sugar Rush against her. He usurped her throne and tried to ruin her life. Despite this, he still had the audacity to shout “Get off of MY track!” earlier. It brings his Roadblasters incident back up, it was his choice, trying to steal the thunder of another racing game that just got plugged in because he couldn’t stand the idea of anyone taking his place, only for Turbo Time and Roadblasters to be unplugged. All of this circling back and biting him in the ass. Vanellope was the key all along and he knew it, he feared her despite never really having a conversation with her as far as we know (Vanellope asking Turbo “What the-?! Who are you!?” leads me to believe that if they did converse in the past, it was not in his true form and he was most likely already King Candy. Plus it just goes to show how fast he hijacked Sugar Rush), but you can just tell by how desperate he was to keep her from racing, he didn’t want anyone to take his place ever again. 

So the scene continues and his famous line and breakdown goes as this: “I’m Turbo! The greatest racer ever! And I did not reprogram this world to let YOU and that halitosis riddled warthog TAKE IT AWAY FROM ME!” It’s just so ironic, unfair and hypocritical of him it makes my blood boil! And the way he’s raising his voice, jabbing his finger at her and Vanellope’s trying to shrink away from him as he yells at her face before he tries to murder her I just- So cruel, scary, wicked and disturbing! But Vanellope, this brave WARRIOR, is reminded of her glitch after Turbo calls her for what he believes is the last time. “End of the line, Glitch!” She takes a moment, everything slows down around her as she tries to control her glitch to escape Turbo. She glitches away, missing the wall and It ends up saving her life! I just cannot stress enough how beautiful that is! She used her disability, that everyone thought would simply doom her and the game, and embraced it when she needed it most. Her glitch, while it was suddenly given to her by circumstances she couldn’t control or prevent, she took control back. It’s her beautiful superpower and it’s empowering. After this scene, it’s the “end” of Turbo before he gets nom’d by a Cy-Bug. ( I want to note that he later says “I’m the most powerful VIRUS in the arcade”, part of me wants to believe he said that because clearly Vanellope bested him as the greatest racer ever but I doubt that was their intention lol)

They’re the embodiment of Selfishness vs. Selflessness. While Vanellope had everything taken away from her, she didn’t follow the same path as him. Turbo had everything taken from him, but it was his fault and he only ever thought about himself, never about the destruction he left behind. Hell, all she ever wanted was to be one of the racers, no matter how much they bullied her and ostracized her, she never ended up being evil like him even though it would be a perfect recipe to become a villain, this is also what makes her a mirror to Ralph.  (Remember in that one deleted scene where she said she wanted to break the racers’ legs but come on can you blame her!?!?! She was so real for saying that.) VANELLOPE IS MY FAVORITE CHARACTER EVER AAAA. 

Before I ramble any further, I will forever love the choices that the writers made for the climax and it just ends up being an absolutely perfect and brilliant scene and I will continue to rewatch for the millionth time. 

[starberry-cupcake]

Things were happening too much. Gideon "Griddle" Nav, Chapter 30

I'm gonna have to split these up because there's so much going on.

previously, in gideon the ninth:

this happened

currently, having finished chapter 34:

well, I am exhausted and I'm just reading this

"gideon can't catch a break" should be the subtitle of this book

we literally can't finish a world-shattering disaster, we're onto the next one

the skeletons can't clean the blood fast enough

so, palmolive has a plan

palmolive's plans are like my cousin playing d&d, he talks as if the plan is bulletproof but then you hear him and it's some looney tunes shit

they work more frequently than not, which is infuriating but also moves things along

I feel like I'm constantly arguing with this guy in my head

palmolive's plan is to use the mind reading thingy harrow leveled up when they won against the first boss to show her mentally how dulcinea's key was so that they can break in that door

there are 2546 things that could go wrong with this, but he says he's super sure

he's not, in fact, super sure, but it works

camilla, my qp wife, has the poker face of the century

they look at the room and find some stuff, pins in a board, necromancer notes, the fact that the skeletons aren't constructs, you know, the usual

oh and that teacher and the other dudes are all super dead

which, we all kinda knew that

the fact that the old man didn't have a heart attack at this point is prove enough he doesn't have a beating heart to begin with

I'm gonna say, I love learning book lore and understanding how things work in said lore, but this book is making me feel terribly dumb

I don't know if it's a language barrier, the fact that Gideon doesn't understand the stuff herself and she's the narrator or what, but I feel so dumb sometimes reading their explanations

the gist of it, I believe, is that they don't know what's powering them to do what they do...or who

they can't really delve into it because a fire alarm goes off

I haven't blamed dulcinea for things yet but you know how I feel about her, they check on her and she's still alive, so she's still a threat in my book

they fix the alarm but they can't really delve into it because the Second has murdered Teacher (he wasn't alive but he kind of was, you know how it is) and ratted them out to the Emperor

but Teacher says "one of them" can't come back, which makes me think this isn't as simple as they think it is

the second is a goner btw

they were a goner the moment they thought they could take on Camilla The Everything, love of my life

but they can't really delve into it because mayonnaise uncle and duracell bunny nephew tell them the third have opened up abigail's body

they can't really delve into that either because palmolive figures out that abigail had a key inside her body and the third have gone through the door it opened

the third is like when you have a dog that's constantly making noise and then, for 10 straight minutes you don't hear them, so you just know they've done something bad

so gideon, harrowbean, palmolive, my qp wife, mayonnaise uncle and duracell bunny nephew all go to confront the third

yandere simulator twin is bloody and cryptic in the middle of the room

I could go on a tangent and talk about the madwoman archetype in victorian literature and how she's a representation of the 'lucia' archetype (no relation to me), dulcinea of the 'ophelia' and maybe regina george twin could be a closeted 'jane'

I'm not going to, though, you're welcome for that

so regina george twin is crying in a corner (gideon is emotionally doing the same, probably) and chad is dead on the ground

get wrecked, asshole

well, he's not dead-dead, nobody in this book is ever dead-dead, this is the hotel california of space

yandere twin has absorbed chad's ghost like piccolo and kami sama in dragon ball (rip akira toriyama)

she says she's figured it all out and the whole test was so a necro would soul-fuse with a cav, one flesh one blood one end one bed, I forgot how the oath went

I don't think she's figured it out because we're not ending this book yet

palmolive also doesn't think so

very important note: there's writing on the wall (literal and metaphorical) again saying "you lied to us" and it's the same writing that was featured before and we still don't know what that's about

so the eighth goes berserk and mayonnaise uncle wants to fight yandere twin for slurping chad's soul

duracell bunny nephew goes like "I'm not sure about this" and that was the moment I knew he was toast

I have already established I feel dumb reading the explanations but, for what I can understand, what the eighth does is that the necro detaches the soul of the cav and makes him astral project elsewhere for a time but there's always a tether to bring him back, if that is broken or he drifts too far he can't come back but other things could go into his body instead, or something like that

which is what happens

I thought that the recent dead had, because gideon says there were six people in him, and we've got 6 dead (protozoa, the unknown corpse, the 2 teens and the bride and groom), but idk

all this happens after yandere twin fights using chad's moves and some magic body jelly

this is body horror territory, there are tongues coming out of orifices that should not have tongues and goo flying all over the place

the eighth is dead at the end of it, yandere twin and her inner chad are gone and regina george twin is crying because she wanted to be the one absorbed, which I guess makes sense considering she was training with swords

you know, I had my suspicions that maybe she wasn't a necro after all, but harrow distracted me when she said she must have been a good one

so now we're down to: gideon, harrowbean, palmolive, my wife, regina george twin, yandere twin w/inner chad and dulcinea my mortal enemy

and whoever it is that's coming in after the second contacted whatever number there was in the space phone tree

also, protozoa was one of the two bodies that were cooked earlier on, we still don't know who the second is

there's more we don't know than what we do know

see you on the next one, if you're not yet tired of me

[eviethenut]

SOMEONE SAID YES TO WANTING TO READ MY FLIMSY MICHAEL AFTON THEORY, SO HERE IT IS!!

Alright, so, the theory is pretty much this: Michael afton is not only alive after the fire, but is the CEO of the fazbear entertainment brand, and under glitchtraps control

Alright

Quick warning: My theory is flimsy at best! I’m not a theorist, this is just a theory that I got from watching a bunch of other theories, and it just kinda showed up in my head, and it wont leave!

So, I'm going to start by explaining that last part first.

There isn't much evidence for this, except, one detail, from help wanted.

In help wanted, tape girl mentions how the client stole the ?circuit boards? (I don't remember what they were.)

Anyways

Tape girl mentions in the middle of the night, the client snuck in and stole back the thingies they had scanned into the game to get glitchtrap.

There seems to be no clear motive to do this, really. Especially considering that, everywhere else, our mysterious ceo character, seems to be helping glitchtrap spread. Like, they gave the company the card thingies in the first place, they promoted Vanessa to head of security despite her being less than qualified and not recommended for the position. Not to mention, it's not a stretch to assume people get away with murder at the pizzaplex, with the missing childs newspaper and the missing therapists, who in the books got led to the pizzaplex. So, this one moment. This one line from tape girl, where this CEO character does something, to seemingly try and stop glitchtrap. It's very out of character. Unless you consider the fact that this may be a sign of resistance, like another reluctant follower. 

Alright

So

Ignoring how flimsy that evidence is,

We’ve established our CEO to be under the control of glitchtrap, 

But

Now I need to explain why I think this CEO is Michael afton.

Let's start out with, again, my only real piece of evidence

Michaels room in the pizzaplex

Why is it there?

How did it get there?

To get Michael Aftons room in the pizzaplex, and an exact replica of it at that, it would’ve had to have been put there by someone with power.

Someone in the plans for building this pizzaplex, had to have put that room in the designs

And they had to know exactly what it looked like, down to the exotic butters on top of the tv.

No one at fazbear entertainment would just, know what michael's living room looked like, or cared about what his living room looked like

They would have no reason to replicate it

Unless

It was request by someone (important) who did know about it, who had sat in that chair hundreds of times

And, while I know cut content should really be used, but just because a certain detail got scrapped, doesn't mean the whole story around it did

In fnaf AR, there is a cut email literally from michael afton. Which makes me think he did not die in the fire. 

And like I said, just because that one email got scrapped, doesn't mean that the entire story around it did.

Again

I said this evidence was flimsy

It was very flimsy

But, idk

What do you all think?

Did I do good? 

Any critics?

(@luckyglasses)

[coreancitizen]

How did Jeong Tae Eul's ID end up with Lee Gon in the first place?

Tracking the journey between worlds and across time

There was a Twitter question about which show you'd like to watch again for the first time and I, of course, responded with "The King Eternal Monarch." I just remember how much fun it was trying to figure things out. A friend even had a virtual "murder board" for who's who LOL! In a reply to my tweet, someone asked: How did Jeong Tae Eul's ID end up with Lee Gon in the first place?

TKEM has one of those loop thingies with time travel so lemme just start with episode 1, with adult Lee Gon heading to the past, to the Night of the Treason. He gets into a shootout with Lee Lim's men, kills several, and after they escape, he goes to check on his younger version. As Gon feels the boy's pulse, Baby Gon lifts his hand. They hear an alert that the Royal Guards are coming so Gon stands up. Baby Gon catches the lanyard and pulls Tae Eul's ID card out of Gon's pocket.

In a flashback in episode 2, Baby Gon, now the king, asks Head Court Lady Noh if she has the two things he had with him on the Night of the Treason: half of the flute, which he suspected was in the riding whip she held, and the ID card. Head Court Lady Noh produces both.

And so that's how Lee Gon keeps Tae Eul's ID card with him in the kingdom for the next 25 years. In episode 1, we see Lee Gon has it inside a copy of "Alice in Wonderland," with the ID card right smack on top of the illustration of the White Rabbit. Symbolism much? LOL! The book, of course, is referenced a few times by both Lee Gon and Jeong Tae Eul.

One of the more interesting details of the time travel in TKEM is that at this precise moment (Sept. 10, 2019 at 7:45 p.m.), when Lee Gon is looking at Jeong Tae Eul's ID card while sitting in his private study in the Kingdom of Corea, the card doesn't actually exist YET in the Republic of Corea.

When Lee Gon decides to follow the White Rabbit, or rather the sound of the flute, into the other world and meets Jeong Tae Eul for the first time, she has an entirely different ID, one that shows her in her police uniform with her hair down.

This ID card is still with Tae Eul in episode 4 when she leaves the library (where she'd been researching parallel words, etc.). As she approaches her car, she finds her keys with the big-ass tchotchke in the form of a lion tangled with the lanyard of her ID. As she was separating the two, she is bumped by a boy on a bicycle, sending the ID card flying out of her hands and down a grate, straight to the sewer below.

BTW, the culprit on the bike is none other flute boy (fun fact: flute/yo-yo boy is actually played by a girl, Kim Bo Min).

Jeong Tae Eul gets her photo taken for a new ID card. She has her hair pulled back in a low ponytail and wears a cream sweater. The photographer advises her to put on something with a bit more contrast so her face doesn't stand out too much in the photo. Tae Eul opts for a navy jacket. And while she is not aware of her outfit's significance, we see the image Lee Gon has been staring at for 25 years.

Later, we see Tae Eul apply for a new ID card. Hilariously, she says the old one was "lost after a fierce scuffle with a suspect." She remembers Lee Gon telling her the ID card he has was issued on Nov. 11, 2019, and so she asks the civil service worker when the new one is going to be ready. Much to her relief, she's told about a week, in late October.

BUT Fate has other plans, of course. Kang Shin Jae tosses Tae Eul her ID. The agency apologized for accidentally leaving her out. Her ID was issued that day: Nov. 11, 2019. Lee Gon was right! Tae Eul is justifiably flustered. She gets even more flustered when she gets a phone call from Lee Gon.

She rushes home and finds Lee Gon standing in her yard, like a freaking statue. This is one of my favorite TKEM scenes ever but I'm gonna rush the summary here: Tae Eul asks Gon details about her new card, which he is able to answer correctly, proving he does have a version of her ID. He invites her to his world so she can see for herself. She accepts.

In the kingdom (episode 5), Jeong Tae Eul is asked by Head Court Lady Noh to put her belongings in a box as part of a security check. Lee Gon assures her it's something everyone does including court ladies and the prime minister. Tae Eul tosses in handcuffs, her wallet, the lion tchotchke, a Kahi multibalm stick lol and, of course, her newly reissued ID. She seeks assurance that she's gonna get all the stuff back, saying she'll be penalized if she loses her ID again. Head Court Lady Noh recognizes the ID.

Fast-forward to episode 6. Japanese warships are heading to Corean waters and Lee Gon has to send Jeong Tae Eul home earlier than planned. Lady Noh retrieves the box with Tae Eul's belongings — side-eyeing palace security here as the unlocked box is stored in a dresser in her room — and realizes the ID is missing. No way to check who took it as the CCTV was cut off in that area of the palace last night starting at 8 (because of JTE's unexpected arrival). Tae Eul ends up taking back the "old" version of her ID card.

So where did the newly re-issued ID card go? It shows up tucked inside a book in the bookstore of one of Lee Lim's minions with a note identifying it as "guestroom user." We later find out that Lee Lim's contact is no other than Kang Shin Jae's Corean mom, a court lady who has Lady Noh's trust.

In episode 11, Lee Lim captures Tae Eul's Corean doppelganger, Luna, and convinces her to switch places with our heroine by showing her the ID card and Tae Eul's family. Luna, who'd never known her parents, agrees. She's taken to republic with Tae Eul's ID and picks up Tae Eul's phone at a locker in a station. Her first order of business: Apply to take all of Tae Eul's 21-day vacation. Smart, LOL.

This is around the time Lee Lim's men kidnap Jeong Tae Eul and take her to the kingdom. Lee Lim plans to exchange her for Lee Gon's half of the flute. But she foils that plan by escaping and we get the famous "Protect her! She's the future queen!" battle cry from the king.

Jeong Tae Eul eventually returns to the republic with Lee Gon in episode 13. After introducing her boyfriend to her dad, she arranges to meet Gon after work. She gifts him with a black jacket, which he thinks looks a bit familiar. Later, as he's trying it on, the doorbell for his hotel room rings and he finds Tae Eul at the door bringing beer. It doesn't take him long to realize it's Luna he's with — she's got a look of anxiety that JTE doesn't have. He pulls Tae Eul's ID from Luna's coat pocket. As he's checking it out, he notices his image in the mirror and realization dawns, he looks exactly like the man who came to Cheonjongo on the Night of the Treason and saved Baby Gon. He saved himself!

Unfortunately, Luna had spiked the beer and Lee Gon goes down, ID card still in his hand at the beginning of episode 14. As Luna tries to search for the whip that contains the flute — she's not interested in taking his life — Jo Yeong arrives (he'd gone out to get drinks). She flees, minus the ID. The captain of the Royal Guard, with Tae Eul's help, takes him to a clinic owned by a friend of the medical examiner (Chief Park's wife). When Lee Gon comes to, he could hear the flute crying, just like he did when he was a boy on the Night of the Treason. It is the signal to go back. He enters the doors once again, ID card still in his pocket, as Lee Lim enters his, enabling them both to return to the past to try to fix things.

And we're back on the Night of the Treason. Lee Gon arrives at Cheonjongo and gets into a shootout with Lee Lim's men.

[rockybloo]

I do have plans for a short comic thingie with Wesley where I finally have him tackle the stale joke people LOVE to make about giving him art supplies because one of the main reasons he kills people is because he likes to see the "rainbows" they have inside them.

It's obviously a harmless joke and it's also the internet so people are always gonna crack one liners for stuff. It's just super old to me and I could use a tally mark board to keep track of how often it happens at this point.

AND SINCE it is such a common one, I think having Wesley give a thorough response will do wonders because

People listen more to lore when an I draw it out instead of typing it

and

2. Wesley is a very fucked up little guy :) And I love writing his dialogue

That way when people make the joke in the future, they at least know that giving Wesley art supplies is not at all gonna solve his murderous tendencies.

[jeahreading]

(This mood board is freaking awesome and everything you really need to know about me, the love of my life @im-on-crack-send-help made this)

(Right I think It's time for me to finally get this over with )

Helloo and Welcome to my Blog, This is Primarily a Writer/readerBlr, but there are other things too(Particularly listening to podcasts ) since I can't be bothered to make a side one.

My reader side - I am an avid reader and am almost always in the middle of a book, I will be updating here on which books I'm reading

Current read list -

Dracula (Bram Stoker)

The Screaming Staircase (Jonathan Stroud)

A Dance with the Fae Prince (Elise Kova)

American Prometheus: The Triumph and Tragedy of J. Robert Oppenheimer (Kai Bird)

The Silver Birds (Apolline Lucy)

That Night (Nidhi Upadhyay)

The Complete Adventures of Feluda, Vol 1 (Satyajit Ray)

The Da Vinci Code (Dan Brown)

The God of Small Things (Arundhati Roy)

The War of Lanka (Amish Tripathi) (YES I CAN FINALLY TAKE THIS OFF MY LIST I HAVE FINALLY FINISHED THIS I CAN'T BE HAPPIER)

City of Bones (Cassandra Clare)

Circe (Madeline Miller)

The Housemaid is Watching (Freida McFadden)

And that's all I can remember Right about now , Yes I'm reading 10 books or more simultaneously, no I do not have an explanation to that.

My main Genre is Historical Fiction, Fantasy, Mystery and thriller, But I do love widening my scope so do recommend me any books you might think may pique my interest. 😁

My reader side also includes me obsessing over podcasts, I'm including my Favourite podcasts here too, and I assure you they are amazing!

Podcasts for you - I usually listen to them on Spotify and love True crime, mystery, Murder mysteries etc. Here they are -

Rotten Mango by Stephanie Soo (True Crime) - I wouldn't suggest you listen to this if you get disgusted or scared easily, I usually am not affected by these kinds of things and I was still very disturbed, The first 2 episodes are quite... I would suggest you research about it more before you listen to it.

Baking a Murder by Stephanie Soo (Books and movies) - This podcast is again one of my favourites, the way she explains the movie is just so immersive, if you want to understand a story but don't have time to sit down and read the book/watch the movie then this is for you.

7 Suspects by Cryptic Radio(Murder Mystery ) - OH MY GOD, holy- this is probably one of the best mystery podcasts I've ever listened to, tbh you think you know what is going on and till the very end that is kinda sorta true, but then in the like the last 5 moments the plot twist so intense you are left sinking on to the floor thinking "What just happened", listen to, right now.

Magnus Archives by Rusty Quill (Story? horror? not sure what it comes under) - I've started listening to it after getting intense FOMO and can confirm it's going pretty well, I mean I have a LOT to catch up to, but I can say, it's caught my interest.

Murder in HR by Caspian Studios (Murder Mystery) - Again OH MY GOD, again, this is one of the best mystery podcasts I've ever listened to, I mean yeah, the gym ad thingy gets a little bit annoying but the rest of the story compensates for it, again, you think you know where you are going, again up until the very end you just don't know what the hell is going on, and again (Do you see a pattern) when the mystery hits you you are flabbergasted, soo I suggest give it a listen(also kinda obsessed with the soundtrack).

Murphy's Inc. by 97toNow Productions (Scifi mystery) - This is one of the better ones, I'm still listening to it and it's just actually really good, It's kinda the thing you listen to once a day, kinda relaxing (for me at least )

Ok, so this one is a bit different, there is a podcast Caso 63: Enigma: Spotify studios but it's in Spanish which I still haven't quite learnt and I didn't know this existed. I was recommended 2063 theke Esechi by Spotify Studios which is in Bengali which I do, in fact, understand. It was voiced by one of my favourite actors and I was absolutely in love with it, It feels like I wasn't listening to a podcast but a movie and there is so much confusion and so many twists. This podcast has been made in other languages as well, the other two ik are Case 63 (In English) and Virus 2062(In Hindi). So check it out!!

Treat by C13Features (Horror, gory) - This is like a podcast movie, it's around 2 hours long maybe? this is pretty good I would say, you can give it a listen.

Welcome to Night Vale by Night Vale Presents (Absurdity?) - I really don't think I need to say anythi_-_- HAIL THE GLOWCLOUD.

Morning Cup of Murder by Morning Cup of Murder (True Crime) - True crime yk...

The Sounds of Nightmares by Little Nightmares - Bandai Namco Europe (Horror, gore, mystery) - Uhh it's a little unnerving how detailed the actions of characters are As if they were compensating for the fact that there are no visuals, but it was pretty good I would say(Also like the soundtrack)

My writer side- My most popularly known name is Jeah (jee - ah) and I'll be using that here, I am a new author getting started on writing. I still have a looong way to go but, I enjoy writing very much even though my mind and body are definitely not on par with my will to write which is why my second unintended hobby is procrastination. Most of the time that I'm here on Tumblr I am supposed to be doing some other work, like right now.

Anywaysss here are my current WIP's

Mirror My Way - This is my first and only properly published Book. Tbh Not very proud of it, I did it in a hurry, because I took part in the school's Writing program, did nothing the whole year, and finished it in the last week, I honestly think It had potential but I kinda ruined it trying to finish it within the deadline. I wouldn't recommend you read it, It was supposed to be a part of a duology or trilogy but I think I'm just gonna let it sit in the corner for now, let it be there, think upon its mistakes, it did wrong 😤.

Tots and Coffee - Now this one I like better, this was actually inspired by the Scam Caller post here on Tumblr. Kinda had a sudden burst of inspiration and Wrote the first Chapter and since then it's still going pretty strong. Unlike the previous one, it is there on Ao3 if you wish to read it 😁.

I dunno what to call this but I occasionally write short stories in the replies of Pinterest pins when I come across writing prompts. This isn't a wip exactly but , I once posted the starting of a story and jokingly wrote "Continue-!" at the end thinking that would be the end of it, but someone did eventually continue it and that led to a string of events and a very weirdly Eledritch, beautiful Frankestine story formation, I'll be posting it slowly here on Tumblr as well, so keep checking!

Forgot to put it in earlier, but check out @the-writers-corner-inc It's a group blog I initiated, and you can find lots of fun stories, prompts, visuals and more!!

Oh just a side note, I amde another side blog where I post the answer of the everyday wordle.@answer-of-the-everyday-wordle

And that's about it, I don't what else to say, but while you're here, grab a cup of coffee or tea, pick out a book and read a page, I'm right here on the other side with a book as well, let's be booky buddies 😄😄😃😃🍵☕

[samynnad102687]

Marauderstober

Slytherin Skittles- Ouija Board

1597 words

Regulus was exhausted from working from open to close at the bookshop. He was supposed to get off four hours ago but Jess, who was supposed to train the new hire, decided that they didn’t want to show up, so he had to close the shop since nobody else could come in and he couldn’t leave the new hire, Jordan, by themselves.

He was dragging his feet when he walked into the house, but he noticed that something was off. Someone had let themselves in Regulus’ house without asking him or even letting him know they were planning on coming over. When he walked farther into the house, not caring if he got killed by an axe murderer at this point, he came face to face with a grinning Barty. Well, this should be interesting.

“I gave you a key for emergencies,” Regulus said as he pinched the bridge of his nose and noticed that Pandora, Evan and Dorcas were also sitting in his living room.

“This is an emergency,” Barty said but his face said it was anything but. Regulus arched up an eyebrow and waited. “I found something at a thrift shop that I want to try with you, well, with everybody actually.”

“Do I even want to know?”

“It will be fun,” Pandora chimed in and that didn’t not help ease his anxiety one bit.

“What is it?” He asked exasperatedly.

“A Ouija board,” Barty said with a mischievous grin on his face.

“Excuse me?” Regulus asked indignantly. “I know I did not hear you correctly.”

“I found a Ouiji board at the thrift shop when I was shopping with Evan and since it is October and spooky season, it’s the perfect time to try it out.” He was practically bouncing on his heels.

“Why did you have to bring it into my house? You have your own.”

“Yours is more likely to be haunted than mine is.” Barty shrugged.

“So…”

This was the last thing that Regulus wanted to do on his Monday evening, especially since he had to work extra long today. All he wanted to do was to come home and curl up on the couch with some ice cream and enjoy a nice quiet evening in, since James was working late and then helping Sirius with something. Regulus didn’t bother asking what he needed help with. Plausible deniability and all.

“Oh, come on, Reg… Please.” Barty begged as he put his hands together and practically fell to the floor. “Just once. I swear. If we can’t get anything then I won’t bring it up again.”

Regulus took a moment to look at Barty and then at everybody else. He could see they all wanted to do this and he was the only one holding out. He really didn’t want to know what spirits lingered in Grimmauld Place and he really didn’t want to accidentally call his mother to them with this thing. He wasn’t even sure if he believed in it.

“What do you do exactly?” Regulus gave in slightly, he needed more information.

“Everyone puts a finger on the triangle thingy…”

“Planchett,” Pandora supplied.

“Yeah, that and we ask questions to the spirit that may be hanging around and see if they have anything they needed to say and never got the chance to because they died before they could,” Barty explained and Regulus glared at him for a few more minutes.

As much as didn’t want to have his mother come and haunt him even more, it would be interesting to see if there were any other spirits floating around. Regulus knew there was but he didn’t know who they were or what they wanted.

“Fine, but if these spirits end up disturbing my peace anymore then I’m coming after your ass with an axe,” Regulus said matter-of-factly and he would do it too as soon as he figured out how he could get away with it.

“Yeah, okay. That’s fine.” Barty shrugged, “Where should we set it up?”

“How about the drawing room? There always seems to be shit happening in there,” Evan mentioned casually.

Regulus was going to deny it, but right then a vase fell onto the floor before they even crossed the threshold to the room. Fucking spirits. Regulus didn’t know why he still lived in this house. It’s not like he had any particularly happy memories growing up here.

“Fine,” Regulus grumbled.

Regulus finally took off his boots and set his bag, that he still had slung over his shoulder, down and followed the other four into the drawing room and watched as Barty put the Ouija board on the coffee table and everyone else took a seat on the floor around it. This is going to be a disaster.

Regulus sat down in between Pandora and Dorcas with Evan and Barty on the other side of the round table. They put the board in the middle and were all about to put a finger on the planchette when Barty suddenly jumped up and turned off the lights.

“It’s spookier that way,” Barty shrugged and returned to his spot on the floor. Regulus just shook his head but didn’t say anything.

“What should we ask first?” Pandora asked excitedly.

“Ooh, I know,” Dorcas said and put her finger back on the planchette and waited for everybody else to do the same.

When everyone had a finger on the planchette, Regulus sighed heavily. He was definitely not ready to find out who was haunting his house. He preferred to be blissfully unaware even though Sirius keeps swearing that the place is haunted and doesn’t like to spend a lot of time here, which is why he and Remus got a flat in downtown London and would only occasionally stop by unannounced.

“Are there any spirits in this room?” Dorcas asked, focusing on the board as it started to move slowly toward the yes.

“Who are you?” Evan asked eagerly.

Regulus knew his friends liked the spooky season, especially the closer it got to Halloween but he had never seen them this eager to talk to a spirit. The planchette started moving again and spelt out O-R-I-O-N. Great, his father was haunting him too. Regulus knew Orion had died in the house but he didn’t know how. He was off at school when it happened and he never did get the full story.

“How did you die?” Pandora asked curiously.

P-O-I-S-O-N.

Not surprising. Orion had a lot of enemies when Regulus and Sirius were growing up. There were always secret meetings that they were not privy to going on behind closed doors and last minute business trips to different countries where Orion would be gone for a week at a time.

“Do you know who poisoned you?” Barty asked this time.

Yes.

“Who?” Regulus heard himself ask before he thought about it.

W-A-L-B-U-R-G-A.

So much for a loving marriage. Not that Regulus really believed they loved each other. Lord knows they didn’t love their children. If they did, they had a funny way of showing it. Before anybody could ask the next question the planchette started to spell out something else quickly.

D-I-D N-O-T.

Oh, shit. Did his mother’s spirit just join to fight with his father?

“Who said did not?” Dorcas asked, a little stunned.

W-A-L-B-U-R-G-A.

Well, okay then. Guess this is happening now. As if Regulus didn’t have to hear them fight enough as a child. Now he has to deal with it with their spirits. Fuck his life.

Y-O-U P-O-I-S-O-N-E-D M-E F-O-R M-O-N-T-H-S.

They were barely touching the planchette anymore. It was moving too fast and they could barely keep up with what was being spelt.

“How were you poisoned?” Regulus asked, now more curious than before.

W-H-I-S-K-E-Y.

The next word came before anybody could ask a question.

L-I-E-S.

“Walburga, how did you die?” Pandora asked quickly.

K-N-I-F-E.

“Did you see who did it?” Evan asked. The planchette moved to the no before spelling another word.

I-N T-H-E B-A-C-K.

Okay, so his father was poisoned by his mother and his mother was stabbed in the back. Made sense. Regulus knew they didn’t die a natural death. They were still relatively young, all things considered.

Y-O-U D-E-S-E-R-V-E-D T-H-A-T.

Suddenly another vase went flying across the room and smashed against the wall, the lights started to flicker and the books started to fall off the bookshelf. Nope. Fuck this shit. Regulus was done. He really doesn’t need his parents haunting him anymore. Regulus grabbed the planchette and moved it to Goodbye.

“How the fuck do you end this thing?” Regulus asked angrily.

“You have to thank them and tell them goodbye,” Pandora supplied easily. Of course she would know.

“We thank you for your time and bid you goodbye,” Regulus all but shouted to be heard over the items crashing around the room and glared at Barty who threw his hands up in surrender.

Regulus stood up quickly and went to grab his phone out of his bag before turning back to Barty.

“Sleep with one eye open,” He threatened before hitting send on his phone.

“Hey, love. What’s up?” James asked cheerfully. Regulus could hear Sirius laughing in the background.

“Tell Sirius that we are staying at his flat tonight.” Regulus said firmly without giving him any room to question.

“Okay. Do you want me to come pick you up or are you gonna drive over?” James asked easily.

“Come pick me up. I’m at home.”

“On my way.” James said before hanging up, and Regulus went to pack a bag for them.

@clementinewoolf @cazzythefrogking @thebibutterflyao3 @lavenderhaze @literally-the-prettiest-star @emjayeingray @belowthestarrs @seiworf @maladaptivewriting @multiimoments

[wintergreen28]

Darkness in Colorado

Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader, Aaron Hotchner x Fem!OGCharacters

Summary: Aaron and Reader get lost trying to find the unsub, and it’s getting colder and darker by the minute. 

Word Count: 2k

Trigger Warnings: canon-typical violence, PTSD, possibly bad writing

A/N: This is probably going to be a fun little two-parter if you would like it to be!

It had been long since darkness enveloped the forest they were searching through. It had been long since the temperatures started to drop, and they regretted not putting on thicker layers. It had been long since Liz didn’t want to kill Aaron Hotchner.

“I’m just saying, if we turn our flashlights off, and let our eyes adjust, we’ll have less of a chance being spotted.”

“And I’m just saying, that’s a stupid fucking idea. It leaves us more open to attack. Especially from behind.” Aaron grumbled back at her. 

“You would like it from behind, wouldn’t you?” 

“Not in this lifetime.” 

“Shame.” Liz muttered, half-joking, turning off her flashlight. She continued to peruse forward, leaves crunching under her boots, making her way through the cursed forest this state called a national park. Why they had to come here in the first place was beyond her, but she guessed a serial killer couldn’t really pick a better spot. 

Aaron reluctantly turned his flashlight off behind her, and the darkness covered them once again. They paused, blinking through the initial sensory deprivation, and adjusted. 

“See? This isn’t so bad!” Liz exclaimed, continuing deeper into the woods.

“Admit it. We’re completely and utterly lost.” 

“Didn’t the agency give you that fancy little GPS thingy? Why not use that?”

“I left it in the SUV.”

“Of course you would.” Aaron nearly fell behind her, stumbling on a root of a tree, and she snorted. “I thought you had the best eyes, Boss.” He scoffed, trying to continue on as smoothly as possible. 

“Can you at least admit we’re lost?” Aaron grumbled.

“I admitted it an hour ago, where were you?”

“Trying to contact the team, you nimwit.” Liz couldn’t exactly pinpoint the moment when she had started to dislike Aaron today. Maybe it was minutes ago, maybe hours, but she felt that she finally returned his not-so-secret hatred for her. Ever since she had joined the team, he hadn’t been her biggest fan. She gave him the benefit of the doubt, knowing she had come in at a turbulent time in the team–they had just gotten off of a very stressful case where Elle was nearly killed by a murderer who called himself “The Fisher King.” Liz was initially brought in as a temporary substitute for Elle, but later became a permanent fixation under the advising of Strauss and Gideon. 

She knew that it definitely hurt Aaron for him to be undermined by people who he felt had it out for him. Gideon, who was formerly the head of the team, and Strauss who was just an all-around heinous bitch. She also knew that she likely wasn’t as qualified for the job as other applicants had been, though had some unique experience and insight into the job and into the minds of others. Being a veteran and a main fixture in Afghanistan for a while, being a board-certified trauma surgeon, and having worked alongside NCIS for a few years was an odd skill set for someone in the BAU to say the least. She was just glad that she had something to offer, especially when looking at autopsies and being able to help victims who were near-death at the scenes. 

Having a recommendation from Jethro Gibbs certainly helped her application. She had worked with his team in the NCIS for a few years after being hijacked from her hospital position while consulting for them. She had fallen in love with the work, and later moved onto the FBI and he put a length recommendation and stuck out his neck for her through the application process. The rivalry between the FBI and NCIS was well-known, but Gibbs thought it well-worth helping Liz follow her dreams which she sorely appreciated. 

Maybe that was where it started. Aaron read NCIS on her application. Was the rivalry sourcing his distaste for her? Was the lack of experience and suddenly moving up the ranks in NCIS what made him hate her? Whatever it was, she just wanted to get out of this damn forest as quickly as possible. 

“Why did you stop?” Liz looked back at him. Her feet did stop moving. Wonder when they did that. “You okay?” He asked another question.

“Yeah. Fine.” She stayed in her spot, turning her head as if she could feel something. Aaron tried to follow her line of sight to no avail. 

“Are you sure?” Liz nodded her head, swiveling in place, searching out into the darkness. Something was wrong, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. She started moving, and Aaron followed close behind her, knowing better than to doubt the instincts of the former sniper. She moved slowly, cautiously, searching and scanning the treeline around her, even in the dark her vision was stark clear. 

She stopped again.

Looked to the right.

Put her hand on her gun. She blew all the air out in her lungs, and Aaron drew his gun behind her. Silence was like a knife cutting through the winter wind as she waited. Aaron only had half a second to wonder what she was waiting for before she drew and shot. He looked in the direction of the shot, and found a man on the ground. She rushed over to him, kicking the weapon in his hand away from him, and checking to see where the bullet landed. In the abdomen. A little off from where she intended, but effective enough.

“Shit! The fuck did you do that for?” The man groaned, grasping at his side, still not happy about the gun pointed at his head. 

“What are you doing out in the woods in the middle of the night with a gun?”

“I could ask you the same thing! I keep a gun on me for the bears.” 

“A handgun is not gonna do anything for the bears.” 

“Neither is yours. Again– why the fuck did I get shot?” His breathing was becoming more agonal with every word.

“FBI agents.”

“Shit.” 

“Yeah, shit. Where’s Max Green?”

“You’ll never find him.”

“You told us we would never find you, and here we are.” He was losing blood fast, and Liz looked around to find something to help. She needed to at least try to keep the bastard alive until they could get out of this godforsaken forest they called a state park. Fucking Colorado. At least she understood why he was killing in the winter months. 

She ripped off her jacket, immediately regretting her decision, using it to pack his wound. Aaron raised his eyebrows at her and she seemed to tell him to shut up. He kept his gun trained on the man, refusing to lean down to the level and losing the shot if he tried anything. 

“He’ll probably bleed out if we don’t get out of here soon.” She looked around, at the footsteps now being covered in snow. Their tracks would be gone within at least twenty minutes. They needed to move, but where? The footprints would disappear at some point when the snow filled in. 

“You know your way around this forest.” She slightly asked him, and he deigned not to answer. “If you want to make it out of here alive, you have to help us get out.”

“Who says I want to get out alive? I get out alive and I go to jail.” 

“None of us get out alive and your story doesn’t get told.”

“What story is there to tell? Some abused kid with daddy issues kills gay men to make himself feel better. Boo-hoo same old same old.” Aaron glanced between the unsub and Liz, not sure whether or not to intervene. It felt like the cold was thieving away his brain cells, and he couldn’t fathom actually being okay enough to help at the moment. Liz was no better, trying to conceal her shivering body now bare to the elements from the lack of a coat. Her aim was shaking, and she didn’t know if she could do this much longer. She looked back up at Aaron, pleading with her eyes for some sort of help on how to deal with the situation. 

“You’re going to help us. If you don’t, we’re going to leave you out here to have a very slow, painful death. I’m sure the wolves will have fun with you.”

“Go for it. I know you won’t do it. I’m your murderer, so it looks like you’re going to be freezing out here with me tonight.” Liz moved sluggishly towards the man’s pockets, digging around while he protested. She fished out his wallet, and to her magnificent luck, a satellite phone. 

“Oh thank god.” She muttered under her breath, trying to use her shaking fingers to type in the number that would connect her with Garcia. It had a low battery, so they only had one shot. She rushed the phone up to her ear, the cold metal shocking her ear, but she held it there desperately waiting for the familiar ringing sound to grace her ears. Luckily, it did. A click told her that the phone was sent to voicemail, and she nearly cried. She just wanted to hear Penelope’s warm voice tell her it was going to be okay, but now she couldn’t even manage that. She made sure to leave a message, hoping that she would look through her answering machine for it.

“Penny, honey, it’s me Liz. Aaron and I are stuck out in the park that we were searching for the unsub for. We found him, but we’re lost and our GPS is in the truck. It’s snowing, and getting dark, and we’re very lost. If you could send the team, or anybody really, to come and find us–it–it would be appreciated. If you can’t, we love you very much. See you soon.” She hung up, hoping that there was at least a little bit of battery left on the phone. She tucked it into her back pocket, and looked through the man’s wallet. Rob Parsons was his name, a Colorado driver’s license, and small pictures of a young boy holding a teddy bear on the other side of the wallet. 

She fell back on her ass, relieving the pressure of kneeling on her knees. She moved to train the gun back on Rob’s face, her face more somber than it had been before. She was no stranger to what was about to happen. She had seen it all the time in her previous work paths, soldiers starving to death, lost in the desert, sailors freezing to death in the water, deaths considered horrible and extreme, but unfortunately so common in different areas of the world. She just hated that Aaron had to go through with it too.

When she signed onto the military, it was pretty much given that one of her main outcomes could be dying a horrible death. She had made peace with it years ago, no matter how morbid it had been at that time. It was something talked about as a joke on base, or banned from conversational topics while overseas. Morale of the troops was more important than the reality of the harsh situation. Aaron seemed to have the picture-perfect life to her. At least before Haley passed, he had a beautiful wife and son, a family to go home to at the end of the day instead of a rather bare apartment, with minimal pictures of the people she loved. It helped her when waking up from nightmares to have a bare, calming environment. It reminded her of the barracks, or the small apartment she had shared with Gibbs for a month on assignment. 

“We’re not getting out of here, are we?” Aaron asked the dejected Liz, staring at Rob’s face with an empty stare. 

“I don’t know.” Rob looked paler by the second, her jacket not doing much to stop the bleeding. It was dark, and the thick tree cover blocked out any natural light from the star-filled sky, and snow fluttered down silently. The only sound was their breathing, and the occasional hiss and groan from Rob across from them. He was going to die soon. So were they. 

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[safely-in-vhagars-belly]

FANFICTION: The things we do for love.

Very dark Aemond and Aegon like insanely dark. Smut and non con warning but eventually becomes consual.

CONCEPT AU: You are Daemons lover and during the war you get taken prisoner by Aegon and Aemond who plan to use you for their own fucked up needs.

Dark smut and dom/sub thingies.

You enter the cafe where you and Daemon were supposed to meet. You told him before you are done sneaking around and want a concrete idea of where this relationship is going. Rhaenyra and the children should know that he is cheating.

You look around for Daemon but see no one. You are a bit uneasy as you sit down and notice a man from the corner of the room staring at you. He wears a dark green velvet hood that doesn't fit with the aesthetics of this place.

It's too expensive.

You quickly feel if your dagger Daemon gifted you is still there. It is. You sigh a bit relieved and order a cup of milk. It takes long to come over and when you have it it looks like it went bad years ago.

You don't plan on drinking it. Another man enters the tavern. You notice the barkeep leaving as he enters. You don't see any waitresses anymore. There is just you, and the two hooded men.

You feel very uneasy and get up ready to leave. The man slowly gets up from his seat and struts over to you with speed. You turn around to face him a bit confused as to what he wants. 'Hello. Can I help you?' You ask, like he has any right to demand something.

He slowly takes off his hood.

A silver haired man.

But it's not Daemon.

It's not your lover.

This one misses an eye.

This is his nephew.

You hear Daemons voice in your head. 'That cunt is a terrifying bitter thing.' Daemon finds him terrifying. You agree. He seems harmless from afar. Maybe weak even. But if he is front of you, so close he is terrifying.

The other hooded figure slowly takes off his hood, revealing short silver hair. You look at his dark black armour where you notice the Targaryens Crest. You slowly back away, keeping your eyes on them and search for your dagger.

You knew it was risky to meet in "Green" territory. If only Daemon allowed you in Dragonstone. So you two could be together there. If only you had run away. The most tragic verbal combination of all: If only.

You understand that the note was a trap. You realise they know who you are. What you've been doing most of all. Or rather who you've been doing. The one-eyed one forces you to sit back down. The man who calls himself king goes to pay off any witnesses and the staff. 'Aren't you a little young to fuck with our uncle?' One of them asks. He has a raspy voice.

The short haired one grins. 'He has a thing for young ones, the fucking old creep.' He grits out. You feel insulted.

You try to get up again but are shoved back firmly in your chair.

'Leave me be. It's none of your business what I do or don't do. I am just a Brendal. You have nothing to gain or to lose by murdering me.' You are nameless. Worthless. This is none of their business.

The short haired comes back and slowly grins at you with emotions that Terrify you. 'Who said anything about murder? That would be such a shame of a pretty face.' He reaches out and touches your chin, feeling every curve and imperfection.

'Keep your hands off me.' You grit out. 'Daemon will hurt you if you touch me.' You promise.

They both laugh at your weak threats. 'Let's take the little slut home.' The one without the eye says.

'No! Help!' You cry out.

'Shut up.' That is the last thing you hear before something knocks you out.

---

You wake up in a bedroom full of green and black colours. You quickly get up from the bed and check if you are still wearing your gown.

You nearly scream when you notice of the two sitting awfully close to you, legs crossed.

'Who are you, anyway?' You demand and anwser.

He smiles but doesn't answer. He takes out a dagger. You back away until you hit the boards. He starts polishing it, keeping his good eye focused on you. 'I don't like it when my whores talk back to me.' You forget your fear for a brief moment.

'I am not a whore. And even if I was, why should you judge me? Didn't you steal a dragon and-'

He laughs, interrupting you. 'Dragons cannot be stolen. They choose their riders. Didn't your lover tell you that?' You feel a bit stupid. He puts the dagger down and grins. 'I guess you didn't matter enough for him to tell you.' The words hurt.

You growl. 'You don't know anything about us. You are a thief. That grumpy hag of yours might have picked you, but you did stole me.'

He makes disapproving sounds with his tongue. 'Such ugly words for a girl at my mercy.' You feel angrier every second that passes.

'You're disgusting.' You grit out to him.

He just shrugs. 'Hm. I'm well aware.' He plays with his dagger again.

You try to comfort yourself. 'Daemon will save me.'

'Oh, will he?' He asks pouting his lips on purpose and blinking rapidly. 'Don't get your hopes up, slut. He is with the love of his life, who will soon give birth to another beautiful child.' You think of all the times Daemon forced you to drink moontea. You think of all the children that could've been. If he had just let you. Of course, you wanted one with him. You love him. He didn't wanted one yet.

He keeps pushing. 'He loves making babies, hm? Just not with you, I suppose. Rhaenyra has ...3 children now? And you?' You have zero. It's an insecurity of yours. You come closer and closer to hitting that brat across his face or maybe taking his own dagger and decorating his face with it.

You dont know why you care what he thinks. 'We only started doing this last summer.' You explain. You don't know why. He is not entitled to you or your information.

He chuckles, quick to do the math. 'Hmm. That's more than enough time for a child.' He says.

You suppose so. 'If you really want a baby, I'd be more than happy to squirt one inside you. We can do it right now, and you can pretend it's his.' He offers with a smirk.

'What if he doesn't want it?' You are slowly going mad. You won't let him touch you. But you want to keep being friendly so he maybe lets you go.

He gets up and sits down behind you. He takes your neck and pulls you closer to his body. You gulp helplessly. Your body likes it too much. 'He is very fond of his children. He'll will want one. And if you have it, you'll be finally accepted and be loved as much as Rhaenyra. That's what you want hm?' You are stunned how good he is at reading people.

He figured you out in such a short while. But two can play that game. 'And what do you want? Surely you want more than fucking your uncle's unloved toy?'

He ignores your question and starts touching your breasts through your gown. He kisses your neck and whispers softly when nibbling on it. You groan annoyed and want to push him away. Your body enjoys it too much.

You look at the dagger by his belt. You think of a plan. You softly kiss his lips, and crawl on his legs. You touch his vest and try to get him to lay down.

You reach for the dagger but the second you want to try it, he grabs your hand roughly. 'You want it, little girl?' He asks, grinning. You are frozen with fear. He takes the knife and grabs your hand. He inserts it in your flesh and you cry out as he starts cutting in your flesh. You pull away and the knife slides easily creating a small line of blood. He chuckles.

You are shocked. He cut you. 'You're lucky I promised my brother I wouldn't take you yet.' You tremble and feel tears fall. Your instincts kick in and you scurry away from him, from the bed and the dagger. He chuckles.

The door is locked and you are trapped with him. He picks up the dagger again and wipes your blood of it. He spins it a few times before stalking to you. You sink to the floor and start to cry louder with every step he takes.

Finally he reaches you and grins at you. 'I assumed you'd be more fun to play with. You're kind of boring. I assumed you were strong and powerful. Not weak.' He takes you from the ground and pulls your hair.

You whimper as he keeps pulling your hair until you are crying. 'I am not very fond of whores, and I especially dislike bastards like yourself. You will need to do your best to keep me happy and to keep me from smashing your brains in.' He warns and you are grabbed and thrown on the bed.

Keeping him happy.

You feel your heart break.

'I don't want to keep you happy.' You confess soft scared he'll cut you again. 'I want to go home. Please.'

He leans in closer sensing your fear. 'Not just me. Me and my brother. We'll enjoy you while we wait for response form dragonstone.' Both of them? You sob quietly.

You break down in tears.'I don't want to be enjoyed.' He rolls his eye as you cower and hug your knees.

He smiles. 'Now, now. We will feed you, cloth you, bath you, and house you. You lack any other talents so I'm afraid this is how you need to repay us.'

The door is unlocked from outside and the other person you assume is his brother enters. 'Poor thing. Did you make her cry already?' He asks.

Your captor growls 'She tried to stab me, the little slut. Show him what I did with you.' Trembling, you show the other man your bleeding hand.

You hope he gets mad at his brother for cutting you. For hurting you. 'Tsk, tsk.' Is his response. You feel hope leave your body again. 'I already assumed you were going to be trouble, but that you would try to kill us? How very naughty.' Your body reacts again and you are cursing your wetness. This isn't normal. Daemon is your lover. Daemon is your friend and kind and would never cut you, even if you disobeyed or denied him. He would grant you space and time off.

Two hands push you down and you whimper. The short haired targaryen leans in your face and licks his lips, hanging over you. 'Lucky for you: We both like it very rough. And you? You'll learn to like it as well.' He grins and you whimper out loud.

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I'm not very good at author notes so...

[necroangelz]

hi! the streaming angel recently created a Pinterest board for editing resources (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) these r mainly rsrcs that fit into the new editing style shi wants to use. feel free to check it out here! obviously uur free to download anything from the board that uu might use in uur own edits. angel did not create any of these imgz and shi doesn't gatekeep!

guide to the sectionz in the board (ehe angel luvs how pure named them)

" the peeling wallpaper " = wallpapers

" frame me for murder " = frames

" effects of grief and withdrawal " = b&w splash effect thingies

" fuck_these_memories.png " = pngs

[sparrowrising]

Wanna follow along with killing one of my darlings? Here's what I wrote to reason it through:

Alright, i'm gonna use you all as a sounding board for a bit as I figure out a writing thingy. I randomly got the idea of merging two characters and need to reason it through.

So. I'm on chapter 7 out of ca 22 in draft 1 of my first attempt at a novel. It's a murder mystery, found family, post-cyberpunk with fantasy elements thing. I've done quite a bit of outlining that is, of course, changing while I draft.

Just a quick note before we get started, I'm not gonna use real names here, because ... I dunno. Doesn't feel right. It might make it less readable, and I'm sorry for that, but this is mostly just my own rambling anyway;)

I have a rather large cast of characters:

4 POV primary characters: R, L, T & J,

2 non-POV primary characters

2 non-POV secondary characters (and then a bunch of other characters, of course).

I feel like the 4 POV characters make sense and fill different niches:

1) R is new to the world, the first one introduced, carries the main conflict and the one I expect the reader to bond with the most.

J and L are the estranged children of the murder victim.

2) L is the normal guy and an insider to the InvestigatingGroup (IG) R joins. He also carries the romantic subplot with someone from PossibleSuspectGroup1.

3) J is a throw-off of the society I created and provides a very different view on the world we entered. He is not a part of the IG, but joins PossibleSuspectGroup2.

4) T is the wild card PI, working an unrelated case in PossibleSuspectGroup3 that gets entangled into the whole mess. She knows both L's and J's sides of the world, though she is not officially part of the IG.

I feel like these work. They provide different views on the problem, and I've crafted it so they all get involved in the murder case. If we take them as a given, we are left with the other two main characters: D and N.

5) N is R's mirror. He has a similar backroud, but a different approach to joining the IG.

6) D is the IG's leader. He is the rock in the storm of moving pieces that are the other characters.

And lastly a secondary character worth mentioning here is A.

7) A used to be part of the IG but is now straddling the line between the IG and PossibleSuspectGroup1.

So.

D is obviously the weakest link, right? The idea I had was: Why not just change T from being a PI to being the IG leader?

Pros:

Less characters and thus maybe tighter plotlines

The IG group would start out as a lot more dysfunctional and would have to grow more

It would give T's character an interesting arc as she might need to learn she is the wrong person to be the group leader and give it over to someone else at the end. Her plotline atm (that I think works well) would definitely make her a bad leader. But if L (and N) are picking up the slack the IG might still manage to stumble along without D holding it together.

Cons:

L would probably need to shoulder a lot of the "rock in a storm" kind of energy D has currently got going.

A's plotline would probably grow as she might get sucked in to fill D's hole (get your mind out of the gutter, we're talking plot here). Especially if the IG would slowly grow more functional, she might want to join again. It also makes more sense that she would leave the group if the leadership is as bad as it seems atm.

...

'Kay, so the cons are not really cons are they?

...

Dammit. I liked D.

...

Sigh. I gotta go back and replot my outline. (<- I'm actually not that bummed out about this, I love catching things like this at this early stage instead if later;) )

[quodekash]

EPISODE 2 BAD BUDDY OS2 LETS GOOOOO im so freaking excited holy hell 

i still cant believe that patpran and earthmix are going to INTERACT WITH EACH OTHER??? AND EXIST IN THE SAME SPACE???? HOLY HELLLLLL 

wait hang on 

will we get longtae?? pls give us longtae i need to see my boy 

WAIT hang on how does this work. how do bad buddy and 1000stars exist in the same space if drake plays korn and also rang. i need to make some kind of murder board of the connections between shows holy hell 

tut tut, phu, you need to take care of yourself for goodness sake 

pran is too autistic for this, he doesnt know how to Social Situation and communicate what he was actually trying to say and now they think he wants to be a teacher 

also im gonna slide past the phutian relationship problems bc i dont want to think about it. my dads are not getting a divorce, and thats final 

hang on. there’s new kids now??? where the hell did they come from? 

tian’s teacher frustration is so real 

autism 

HEY 

LOOK AT THAT 

ACTUAL REPRESENTATION OF SOME KIND 

THATS AWESOME 

I KNEW HE WASNT NEUROTYPICAL 

FJEHSBGKVJREB 

i know ocd is an anxiety disorder but there’s a lot of overlapping symptoms and apparently autistic people are more likely to experience ocd 

and even if its just ocd, im still allowed to hc him as autistic 

but either way HELL YEAH REPRESENTATION AND ITS CANONICAL AND ITS NOT JUST IN HIS HABITS ITS AN ACTUAL CANONICAL DIAGNOSIS GJERBDHBDRT 

MY BOY! 

(definitely didnt completely forget about him) 

his gaydar is going off so much he can smell it (i made the screenshot too big and now phupha in the foreground is making me laugh so hard omg- i swear its the funniest thing ever. im probably tired. its 1:30am) 

THE LOOKS PATPRAN GAVE EACH OTHER WHILE PHUTIAN WERE INTERACTING- THE GAYDARS THE GAYDARS 

(yes, i know they already know about phutian bc of tian’s online diary thingy, but it still counts) 

i wanna read this diary so bad but i cant read thai. and also idk where i would find it. its probably online somewhere. it might be a merch thing. who knows man 

GEHRKDBGV THE FLASHBACKS WHILE HES READING 

IM CRYING 

“why would a good guy come to watch me take a shower?” THE LOOKS PATPRAN JUST GAVE EACH OTHER- OMG I LOVE THIS SO MUCH 

THE LOOKS THROUGHOUT THIS WHOLE EXCHANGE 

ITS SO FUNNY 

I LOVE THIS 

iconic 

i love everything about this so so so much 

the amount of joy that just this one image brings me? help 

ive been wondering why they keep making those movies 

wait hang on 

guys i think we might actually be onto something 

on another but related note: what do you guys spend 25 minutes doing at 2 in the morning when you should be sleeping? cos apparently i make beautiful atrocities like that. 

anyway. 

theyre like little kids, “he liked me first” “NO HE LIKED ME FIRST” 

this is starting to sound very familiar 

pran screaming at the waterfall reminds me of patpran screaming off the top of the hill at the beach 

THEY ARE PLAYING IN THE WATERRRR I LOVE THEMMMMMM 

“i think they kissed” “agreed” “they certainly did” “i agree” okay they didnt but they absolutely should have and we all wanted them to 

they so in loveeee i love themmmmm 

IM SCREAMING AS QUIETLY AS I POSSIBLY CAN, HOLY HELL THE FREAKING PARALLELS 

hah, you bloody americans, they probably had to google what 18ºC is in fahrenheit, but i, a superior australian, know that that is... warmer than it has been recently. its currently 13º. its really weird, im not used to it getting this cold, even in winter, and winter only technically started two days ago. anyway, enough about abnormal australian weather, back to patpran 

i love them so much 

pat, i- 

HELL YES 

OISHIIIII 

FINALLY 

the kid demanding payment through sips of oishi tea? thats my kinda style 

id adopt that kid if i had to. 

i hate kids 

but ice tea? it bonds people. 

lucky kid 

i rly like this karaoke idea, i was wondering how they were gonna incorporate the ost but i guess pat’s gonna sing it 

P’AUUUU 

I THOUGHT I RECOGNISED HIM IN THE BACKGROUND EARLIER AND I WAS RIGHT 

HELLO P’AU HOW ARE YOU 

“actually, my boyfriend and i also fought about who fell for the other first. but in the end, it isnt important. what matters more is that we love each other” AWWWWBHFGHBR 

OH 

ITS THE SONG 

ITS THAT SONG 

GEIURHGUKERJBGHJK 

YAYYYY PHUTIAN ARE SNUGGLINGGGG 

IM SMILING SO HARD ITS DIFFICULT TO SEE 

i love him 

THE SIGNATURE FISTBUMP RJDGBJR 

i love them 

NOOOOO THEY STILL HAVENT MADE UP, GOSH FREAKING DARNNIT 

ooooo phu vs pat drinking challenge, this’ll be fun 

i really like how the young ones are giving advice to the older ones for a change, its very nice. and also just goes to show how powerful patpran are 

omg this kid is everywhere, i love him 

the pure RELIEF when they both see that they are, in fact, wearing pants. 

BRO THAT WAS STRESSFUL 

PRAN NEARLY DIED 

its so funny to me how intense the music is rn 

OF FREAKING COURSE 

well at least we know that means we’ll get more patpran next week, we dont have to say goodbye to them today 

anyway that was wonderful, its 3am and i feel fine currently, cant wait to feel like a dead banana peel tomorrow, goodnight folks, see you next time!