#shade dempsey

[milolov3nutella]

I was planning to practice more shading until I decided to draw them again

[writers-potion]

Names are often the first thing readers get to know about the character. It's important to create the right impression in terms of ethnicity/personality/age with names!

Here's a list of names for our...let's say, less lucky fictional children. Doesn't mean we love them any less, right?

👧🏻For female characters:-

Acantha: thorn, prickle

Aphra: dust

Bronagh: sorrow

Capri: goats

Cecily: blind

Cornelia: horn

Courtney: short nose

Deirdre: sorrowful

Desdemona: ill-fated

Dolores: sorrows (now we know why Dolores Umbridge was such a pain in the ass)

Etain: jealousy

Everly: wild boar clearing

Kennedy: misshapen head

Leah: weary

Lilith: night monster

Lola: sorrows

Lyssa: fury

Morrigan: demon queen

Persephone: bringer of death

Phryne: toad

Portia: pig

Rachel: ewe

Rebecca: snare

Rue: regret

Saskia: knife

Sloane: raider

Zillah: shade, shadow

👦🏻For male characters:-

Abaddon: destruction

Blaise: lisping

Brennan: wet, tearful

Byron: place of the cow sheds

Calvin: bald

Cameron: crooked nose

Campbell: crooked mouth

Casimir: destroyer of peace

Claude: limping

Colby: coal town

Colin: whelp, young dog

Damian: subdue

Dempsey: proud, haughty

Esau: hairy

Fabian: bean grower

Flanagan: blood red

Fenrir: marsh dweller

Gideon: feller, destroyer

Gulliver: glutton

Huxley: place of scorn

Jabez: bringer of pain

Mortimer: dead water

Simon: flat-nosed

Soren: stern

Tristan: noise, sad

Viggo: war

If you like my blog, buy me a coffee!

Research link:

https://nameberry.com/blog/good-names-with-bad-bad-meanings

[womanwithahotdogstand]

CLINT DEMPSEY ALREADY THROWING SHADE AT CARLI AND ALEXI. THAT IS MY GOAT.

[witchysethharper]

"Shh, Circe, we'll go inside and see Dempsey soon," Seth murmured to the costumed golden retriever obediently sitting by his feet outside of Cannabites. He still couldn't decide if it was endearing or concerning just how much his beloved pup adored the cambion. He felt like those pet owners on social media posting videos convinced their dog or cat was trying to steal their man. Course that was ridiculous considering he and Shade weren't a thing any more and hadn't been in quite some time and likely wouldn't ever be again. It was just sex. Friends and sex. Nothing more.

But that wasn't why Seth parked himself outside his favorite establishment, arms crossed tight under his oversized fleece flannel jacket as if it might warm his exposed legs from the biting cold air. He dared to free his hand for a puff from his vape, the cherry-flavored smoke and his own breath expelling into the air. The tribrid smirked once the two people he was waiting for finally showed up, him immediately catching them with Khion's bright costume under the streetlights. Of course neither of them seemed as bothered by the cold as Seth was.

"'Bout fucking time," he huffed, pocketing his vape and pulling out two baggies that he passed to both men. "Fresh batch of vertigo, boys. Figured we could hit up Cannabites first, Shade won't mind. He loves this shit."

"Really starting the night off right, aren't we?" Khion said, his grin looking extra wild with the Harley Quinn makeup. He'd bought from Seth before here in Krovs and this wasn't his first go around with vertigo. Nor was it his first time in Cannabites either. He liked Cannabites as a warmup before venturing over to Euphoria when that urge to dance hit him. Fortunately both bars were pretty close walking distance to each other to rotate.

@gwyndolence

[waterfallswords]

location: asphodel

starter for: genevieve belcourt, isabella belcourt and felix ranstrom @manybcdthings

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Genevieve’s visits to the institute may be sporadic these days, but Asphodel runs in her blood. Whenever she can find a way to be there, she does. At noon, the Belcourt witch is usually wandering the halls, searching for her sister, niece, or nephews. During one such meander, she spots a head of beautiful long curls and a tall, sharply dressed figure rushing towards the doors. "Ah, excuse me, no running in the halls." Gen quips, pointing a finger in warning at Bella and Felix. To the unsuspecting curly-haired Shade beside her, her tone sounds sharp and authoritarian, causing him to retreat slowly in the opposite direction. Gen, oblivious to his reaction, offers Felix and Bella a smile while greeting them. "Look at you both. Can’t you try and find a magazine to be on the cover of?" she teases, raising her hands as if to frame them together, her happiness at their reunion evident. However, as she frames them with her gesture, Gen notices their troubled expressions and frowns. "What is it? You look like you've both seen a ghost." her voice shifts with concern, her hands slowly lowering. "Actually, if it’s anything to do with ghosts, I don't want to hear it. I’m convinced there’s one in my apartment. I need the Dempseys to come and take a look."

[familiar-finn]

Cannabites quickly became Finn's favorite place to go for a meal and/or a drink since it's grand opening here in Krovs Town last summer. So much so that with Gareth's blessing he'd started working there part-time to earn himself a little extra cash while keeping himself busy. Finn wasn't the kind of person who ought to sit around until he got bored because that was when bad decisions came into play or he started thinking a little more than he should. Fortunately he'd made it through Cannabites' rebuilding after Ransom's Godzilla wrathful destruction tore the place down by bartending in Euphoria for the past couple weeks up until the grand reopening of where his heart truly belonged. He'd much rather work for Shade Dempsey than Raphael fucking De Luca. Shade was much more fun and the two of them had a few things in common –– cooking, drinking, fucking, motorcycles, the inability to shut the fuck up. Oh, and Shade wasn't a councilman who also happened to own his kid.

Course the first night back in the freshly renovated Cannabites working at the bar had his mind wandering as the hours grew quieter towards closing. It was a chaotic trail from point A of being back here, reminiscing of the destruction from Ransom, disappointed that the cop didn't just take out the whole castle while he could, and all the way to point B of when he'd talked to the very dragon in question still sitting in the Undercroft. "It was nice seein' you, Winchester," he repeated to himself while he wiped down the empty bar counter from all the sticky mess of drinks. "It was nice seein' you. It was nice seein' you." Maybe if he tried it in a few different flavors he'd understand what it fucking meant coming from the king of mixed signals. Was there something he missed under that? Was this how these young kids talked or was it just Ransom being... Ransom?

"Is it nice seein' me, Dempsey?" he asked the cambion he caught walking by. Because that would make total fucking sense to Shade.

[tothelasthoursofmylife]

Character Profiles: Antagonists

Index: Dempsey, Flavian, Manon, Maven, Axel, Leon, the "business partner," Yvette, Townsend

(All character ages are as of the latest chapter, or when they died. All information as of the latest chapter too.)

Navigation: Main and extras | Cloudia's grandparents and maternal extended family | Cloudia's paternal extended family (and Florentin) | Other servants and employees | Antagonists | Scotland Yard and misc.

Name: Dempsey Morton

Nickname(s): None

Birthday: November 2, 1803

Age: 43 (at time of death; January 21, 1847)

Physical description: has heterochromia (one eye is brown, the other blue); square head; yellow teeth; very, very ugly

Affiliation: Flavian Hunt

Occupation: 6th Duke of Maverick

Base of Operations: Lone manor in the countryside

Random fact(s): He was not always like this. He used to be a relatively decent person when he was healthy. Back then, he was a very doting uncle to his niece, and she holds him very dear despite everything.

Background info: I liked the sound of “maverick” and forgot to look up its meaning again when I chose it as his title… I’ve been a bit embarrassed about that for years, but I recently found out “Baron of Boringdon” is an actual title (its holders used to live in Boringdon Hall). I guess “Duke of Maverick” isn’t that much of a strange title after all?

First appearance: The Countess, Scary (Chapter 5)

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Name: Flavian Hunt

Nickname(s): None

Birthday: August 31, 1800

Age: 46 (at time of death; January 21, 1847)

Physical description: black hair; tall and thin; has a tiny moustache

Affiliation: Hunt Trading Company

Occupation: Director of Hunt Trading Company

Base of Operations: London

Random fact(s): He had horrible bouts of jealousy since he was a child (his siblings’ accomplishments were met with disdain and, if possible, swiftly destroyed). Nevertheless, he often wondered why he was never invited to family events, and no one ever answered his letters.

Background info: None.

First appearance: The Countess, Scary (Chapter 5)

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Name: Manon von Brandt

Nickname(s): None

Birthday: November 17, 1817

Age: 30

Physical description: brown hair (fades to grey at the tips), brown eyes

Affiliation: Von Brandt-Shallow family; the “business partner”

Occupation: Viscountess of Meinkot-Velpke

Base of Operations: Meinkot Manor; “Witch’s Castle”

Random fact(s):

Ever since she was a child, Manon could get away with everything and come out of everything unscathed.

She once persuaded her younger sister to badger a wild dog. It ended up biting her in the hand, and its functionality was never the same again. Manon never took responsibility for her actions.

Her surname is technically “Shallow” too, but she and her husband have been hiding it.

Background info:

Manon is based on Mare Barrow from Red Queen, a book I hate. Her husband and servants are references to characters from that book too, as are the three people whose souls Cedric collects in “The Countess, Restless” (Evangeline May, Lucas Warren, and Shade Haven.) November 17 is Mare’s birthday in that book series.

The surname “von Brandt” (Brand = fire) is a nod to Maven’s magic power in the book.

Meinkot-Velpke is the name of an actual place. “Meinkot” means “my shit,” and Velpke is the name of the municipality the town is located in. I searched for horrible place names to pick Manon and Maven’s title.

First appearance: The Countess, Unamused (Chapter 17)

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Name: Maven von Brandt (real name: Meradinus Shallow)

Nickname(s): Mavey

Birthday: December 13, 1816

Age: 31 (at time of death: April 4, 1848)

Physical description: dark blond hair, green eyes

Affiliation: Von Brandt-Shallow family; Velpke Industries

Occupation: Viscount of Meinkot-Velpke; Director of Velpke Industries

Base of Operations: Meinkot Manor

Random fact(s): He never liked it that his parents pushed him to marry Manon who was his late older brother’s fiancée. He always thought she was the epitome of insipidness.

Background info:

He is based on and named after Maven Calore from Red Queen. His real name “Meradinus” comes from the surname of Maven Calore’s mother, Merandus. December 13 is his birthday in that book series. I picked “Shallow” as his surname because it is similar to “Barrow.”

The surname “von Brandt” (Brand = fire) is a nod to Maven’s magic power in Red Queen.

He has black hair and blue eyes in my notes, just like his namesake. I cannot remember why I changed it.

First appearance: The Countess, Restless (Chapter 15)

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Name: Axel Shade

Nickname(s): None

Birthday: 1821

Age: 27 (at time of death: April 10, 1848)

Physical description: brown hair, honey-coloured eyes

Affiliation: Von Brandt-Shallow family

Occupation: Gardener

Base of Operations: Meinkot Manor; “Witch’s Castle”

Random fact(s):

When he was a child, he wanted to be an actor. He was always delegated to silent background roles though.

Cloudia did not kill him, but his corpse was found in the castle’s courtyard. He had vanished from there during the time Cloudia cannot recall and reappeared dead later. (Because he died elsewhere, he was not on Edmund’s list.)

Background info: He’s named after Axel Mortmain from The Infernal Devices. The names of his parents and his middle names come from Mortmain’s adopted parents: John Thadeus Shade and Anne Evelyn Shade.

First appearance: The Countess, Unamused (Chapter 17)

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Name: Leon Franklin Melville

Nickname(s): Franklin (much to his chagrin)

Birthday: December 21, 1818

Age: 29 (at time of death: April 10, 1848)

Physical description: brown hair, brown eyes

Affiliation: Von Brandt-Shallow family; the “business partner”

Occupation: Footman

Base of Operations: Meinkot Manor; “Witch’s Castle”

Random fact(s):

He always showed some disturbing behaviour in his childhood. His brother being the preferred child did not help at all and only fuelled him.

He has great ideas, but his execution is rarely the best. His bloodthirst makes him impatient and hinders him from thinking everything through. It both intrigued and disappointed his “business partner.”

Background info:

He’s not named after Herman Melville. Instead, I picked his surname because it means “bad town.”

There’s a German song called “Der Mörder ist immer der Gärtner“ (The murderer is always the gardener) which is a parody for crime/mystery stereotypes. The gardener kills several people throughout the song and is murdered himself at the end – by the butler. The chorus then changes to “the murderer is always the butler.” Axel the gardener, Brenton the butler, and Leon the footman were written as a nod to that song, with the footman being the main culprit of everything this time.

First appearance: The Countess, Unamused (Chapter 17)

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Name: The “business partner”

Nickname(s): ???

Birthday: ???

Age: ???

Physical description: Male

Affiliation: Manon von Brandt; Leon Melville

Occupation: ???

Base of Operations: “Witch’s Castle”

Random fact(s):

He helped Leon carry out his idea because, even though it was half-cooked, it intrigued him greatly. He had a lot of fun executing it though and playing with the participants.

He was rather disappointed that he could not converse with Cloudia in the end.

Background info: ???

First appearance: The Countess, Wrong Way (Chapter 19)

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Name: Yvette Guilloux

Nickname(s): None

Birthday: January 25, 1830

Age: 18

Physical description: light brown hair (usually kept in a single braid), brown eyes; has a gentle face

Affiliation: Nicodemus Townsend

Occupation: Mayor’s daughter

Base of Operations: Nanteuil-la-Forêt

Favourite Colour: lilac

Favourite Flower: dandelion

Favourite Dessert: lemon tart

What is in her bag? book, notebook, pencil, handkerchief, set of keys, old locket hiding a small key that lost its lock

Random fact(s):

Despite everything, Marie-Claire was indeed her closest friend. The Guilberts essentially raised Yvette after her mother’s early death because her father could not be bothered. Still, she resented them because they paid more attention to Marie-Claire due to her frailness; she was also jealous of Marie-Claire because of that.

When she was a child, Yvette had a secret lair in the attic of an old, abandoned house – the “cursed house,” to be specific. She was eventually found out and her attic room destroyed. The house later became the hideout for Gaspard, Enzo, and Dominique.

Background info: She’s named after an old classmate of mine whose name was Yves. I contemplated naming her after another old classmate (who once tried to throw a chair at me), but I didn’t in the end because I dislike the female version of his name (Étiennette).

First appearance: The Countess, Mystery (Chapter 22)

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Name: Nicodemus Townsend

Nickname(s): None

Birthday: February 8, 1822

Age: 26

Physical description: brown hair (currently dyed gold-blond), dark grey eyes

Affiliation: Salisbury Trading (in disguise)

Occupation: Teacher; Chartist

Base of Operations: London; Paris

Favourite Colour: green

Favourite Flower: gladiolus

Favourite Dessert: plum pudding

What is in his bag? paper, gun, knife, notebook, pencil, pocket watch

Random fact(s): Though he was never adept with technology unlike his father, he is good at teaching like his mother – or, rather, he is good at talking. His mother had opened a school after she retired as a governess, and Townsend inherited it upon her death. “Higher callings” have been keeping him away from it though.

Background info:

I named him after Nicodemus Flitch from the third Flavia de Luce book. It’s such an odd name that it stuck with me. (Flitch had created a sect at some point in the past.)

I briefly considered making him French (Nicodème Etienne Bellamy would have been his name then), but I decided to keep him as an Englishman.

First appearance: The Countess, Locomotive Run (Chapter 29)

[kresnikxkaden]

The destruction Ransom wrought throughout town in his tantrum was nearly reversed at this point. The police station and the few notable businesses on Oymyakon Street were brought back thanks to the efforts of both himself and the staff of witches in the castle. A combination of restoration and creation magic certainly moved things along much quicker than manual construction, using those abilities on large amounts of damage still wouldn't supply instant gratification and swiftly drained energy. With the Halloween celebrations just a few days away, the council insisted upon those last spots being finished up as soon as possible. Leave it to a party to motivate the council into considering town repairs as a priority.

The more the better when it came to magic so Kaden waited outside of Cannabites for Rhys Dasior to arrive before they tag teamed their white magic on the rest of the rubble in the street beyond Shade Dempsey's restaurant. Finding time to coordinate between the head of magic consultants and the interim chief of police hadn't been particularly easy until they narrowed down cooperative schedules. They'd interacted briefly a few times, enough for Kaden to consider Rhys a fine enough fellow with similar values and ideals despite their different upbringings. He could see himself enjoying a whiskey with the guy.

He glanced up when he saw the younger witch approach and stepped forward to meet him, hand outstretched for a shake in greeting. "Mr. Dasior," he said, smiling warmly. "Thanks for comin' down again. You ready to finish puttin' this town back together?"

@rhysdasior

[slf-cntrl]

UNPOPULAR OPINION APPARENTLY…

i actually like derek and meredith. the first few times i watched i didn’t like meredith and i HATED derek lol but after a while, i started to only pay attention to the plot and storylines and i don't think meredith is that bad. she sure isn't my favorite, but i don't think she's a terrible character.

i personally prefer meredith's personal storylines with her family and about surgery over the merder plot. after season 3 the back and forth became very played out - especially with better storylines from different and new characters.

once they get married meredith sort of fades into the background as far as storylines. they had plenty of opportunities to give meredith a compelling plot, but they all fell flat.

meredith goes to therapy and we see a glimpse of her traumatic childhood but before we can learn more she's healed.

meredith gets pregnant (which she came to terms with rather quickly in my opinion) and has a miscarriage and we see them trying again rather quickly.

derek forces a baby on her and says they should adopt, and we see meredith is uncomfortable and struggles with the idea of being a mother - but don't worry she gets over it by the end of the episode.

meredith gets into a plane crash and while everyone else is either dead, severely injured, or traumatized she's just there. she has that one episode about the patient that reminds her of lexie and she mentions the fact that she has to sleep with the light on and that's it.

meredith goes through such a traumatic event that changes her and her kids' lives forever and instead of us seeing how she adjusts to the change - they do a fing time jump -_-

and so many more.

(i honestly feel like they probably thought ellen couldn't handle the really emotional scenes, so they always fast-tracked the storylines... no shade tho )

derek only recently became a favorite because i've rewritten him so he's nothing like actual derek plus patrick dempsey is fiione. (so maybe i do still hate him)

cristina, april, amelia, arizona, hell even, izzie is far more interesting than meredith grey.

lol i started off by saying i like her i don't know how it veered.

[shadedempsey]

"Buenas tardes, bitch tits." Shade said as he gave the door a light knock and let himself into the office being as discrete as he could be since Seth's was close. It was rare Shade came to the castle for a lot of reasons. Mostly because Proulx made a point of letting him know should they cross paths he'd make sure Seth couldn't bring him back a second time and for some reason Shade believed that. This was for a good reason though.

Shade had made an appointment to see Rhys. Was that appointment two days ago and in the morning, yes. Was he here now with no appointment and was it about two minutes before Rhys shift was over. Also yes, and also not afternoon, but none of that was relevant to the cambion who was making himself comfortable across from the head of magical consulting because he needed some consulting.

"So, Shade Dempsey, nice to meet you and all." Shade was looking at his phone while was talking cause he was bidding on some parts to fix his bike that got trashed early in the week and it was fucking important he got them. Not more important than saving Seth's mortal soul no, but technically not what he was doing here.

"Had an appointment and all that." Which was true. "LIttle late, shit came up. Heat week and all you know. Mother fucker, like hell." He grit at his phone as some fucker was trying to out bid him in the last minute. "Just give me a minute, yeah." He muttered to the other fighting with the faceless asshole on ebay.

Soon enough he was out of the seat. "Yeah! Eat my dick you cunt rag bitch!" He yelled at his phone when he won the parts before remembering where he was, cleared his throat and put it back in his pocket. Retaking his seat. "So right, yeah, thing I'm here on. Consulting about some magic and shit. Right. So. I'm a demon yeah, but I wanna kill a demon, but a bigger badder, more powerful one. I mean I'm a half one. I ain't full on that shit. But yeah. So how much does that cost to get shit to do that, that won't fuck with me? That's a thing you do right? And like how long does that take, right? Cause I'm kinda on a time crunch with shit. I ain't got all that much money, but I got other ways to pay to move shit along if you know what I mean."

@rhysdasior

[jihyobabie15]

Tagged by a very good friend of mine @angels-holocaust

3 ships: spartace (kim jong kook & song ji hyo), merder (elen pompeo and patrick dempsey of greys anatomy) and mongdol (jihyo and somin or running man)

First ship: spartace I guess(?)

Last song: all 2 U and monologue by kim jong kook

Last film: Avengers: endgame if I remember it right

Currently reading: physical book( it ends with us) fanfic(shades of grey and candlelight)

Currently craving: aglio olio

Favorite color: black and white

Relationship status: single

Current obsession: sour belts

Thank you for tagging me again bestie🫶 i enjoyed it💗

[mockerycrow]

Hello, friend! Can I ask for a ship from 13 Reasons Why, please?

Personality/Temperament: I used to be really quiet in real life, but recently things have happened in my life that have forced me out of my shell. I'm very talkative when I trust someone enough. I would say I'm really funny, too. I can get very passionate talking about the things I'm interested in. I'm very introverted - I'd rather stay in and watch movies/tv or listen to music than go out. I really get annoyed when people say it's boring, because it's what I enjoy. The only time I'll go out willingly, is if it's a long walk, a concert, or a family holiday/vacation. Is this enough, haha?

I'm a shortass - 5'4. I have naturally red hair, but I always dye it a darker brown shade. I have a nose peircing on one side, and same with my lip - one on one side. As well as both ears. I have forearm tattoos on both, and two smaller tattoos on my upper arms. I am completely covered in freckles - they come out more in the sun. I prefer wearing dark clothes, usually black or grey (grey is my favourite colour).

I also identify as bisexual, and use she/they pronouns. Oh, and my name is Courtney, and I really hate people calling me "Courts".

Thank you so much!! - jensensfanfic

I ship you with…

Zachary Dempsey!

These are temporarily closed. I am answering the ones I had in my inbox from when I opened them last time. Please do not request one right now. Thank you.

(I made this as if you went to Liberty because I wasn’t sure how else to do it, I’m sorry!) I ship you with Zach! I think he would’ve noticed you first when you were extremely quiet.

You were quiet, didn’t really talk to anyone besides your close knitted friend group, but you were quite beautiful in his eyes. Zach usually has a good time talking to others due to his charisma, but he found himself nervous.

He definitely gains confidence when you seem like you’re growing out of your shell; and the moment he decided that he was going to talk to you is when he heard your laugh in the hallway.

Once you two get together, you make him literally lose his mind from laughter. Zach has never laughed harder in his LIFE.

He loves when you get passionate about topics, he thinks it’s cute when you get loud and ramble. I imagine Zach does something similar, so he 100% does not mind when you rant.

He respects that you’re introverted, but he’s also inviting you out all the time. To parties, to public spaces, to dates, literally anywhere where there’s people. Zach does like staying in, though. He just wants you to have some variety!

Zach adores your natural hair color and makes it a point that you KNOW he likes it. But if you even jokingly went “Do you not like my hair now?” He would stutter and stumble over his words, trying to explain he loves your hair either way, all while you’re trying to hold in a laugh.

Oh, and he calls you “Courts” when he is purposely annoying you. <3

[rhysdasiorarchive]

continued from here.

It was entirely plausible that it could’ve gone worse. It hadn’t gone well, that much was abundantly clear, but knowing that it could have been worse helped to placate some of Rhys’ concerns. Roland’s response to Shade’s targeted character assassination had been a sight to behold and was partially why Rhys hadn’t bothered to say much more than he had – after what had been dished out, what more was there to say? Once they were both outside, Rhys finally granted himself the privilege of releasing the exhausted sigh he’d been restraining since they’d stepped inside. There was something off about Roland’s emotional state and though it was likely easier to pin it entirely on the disagreements that had occurred only moments prior, a brief inspection of the councilman’s aura and, consequently, emotional well-being, quickly informed him there was more to the picture. He leaned almost instinctively into Roland’s embrace, coming to a halt to bury his face against Roland’s neck with a muffled noise of tired exasperation. “Should’ve listened to you,” he mumbled solemnly, wrapping his arms tightly around Roland’s waist to keep him as close as he physically could now that they were in a slightly calmer environment and he could just about think straight again. “We never should’ve shown up. Don’t know why I thought that might work.” He remained in place for a short while, simply pleased to have some sense of normality return after the vibrant display indoors. As he pulled back to straighten up, he’d been moments away from addressing the gradually growing issue of Roland’s emotional discomfort when it seemed as if the heavens themselves opened up and unleashed a torrent of rain, followed by the sound of the restaurant’s door flying open and Seth’s voice accompanying it which quickly redirected his immediate attention. He sneered at the younger witch’s remarks, his disapproval painfully explicit. Hadn’t enough been said by now? Was the desperate need to have the last word really that important? He didn’t rise to the bait as it was offered, merely content with letting his expression speak volumes for him instead. 

The second the last word left the younger witch, Rhys focused all of his attention and strength on not fucking up, tightening his grip around Roland and murmuring a quiet apology before he pushed his conjuration magic to its limits to teleport them both back to Roland’s suite to escape the side effects of Seth’s ire. A sharp exhale of discomfort left him once they were indoors and he untangled himself from Roland to catch his breath, trying to shake off the toll of pushing himself a little too far too quickly in record time. “I’m sorry about that. All of that,” he said after a few moments of silence, straightening himself up to look not quite as exhausted as he felt. “Next time I try to drag you into something like that again, feel free to remind me of this night. Seems like trying to keep the peace was a fucking awful idea. Should’ve known from the start that Dempsey’s incapable of being even halfway decent at the best of times. As for Seth…” Rhys clicked his tongue in disappointment and cut his gaze to the floor, seemingly lost for words for a moment. “Please don’t take on board anything he said. Tensions were high. I’ll… talk to him at some point. Try and get things ironed out. More importantly, though…” Hesitantly, he glanced back up to hold Roland’s gaze. “Are you okay? Don’t bullshit me. Something’s bothering you. I can see it. Is it just ‘cause of what went down in there? If so, you don’t have to hold onto it. It’s fine. I’ve had a lot worse hurled my way than the little display Shade put on.”

@councillor-roland

[krovscastlerpg]

Earlier today Chief of Police Ransom Morozov was the source of an incident in Krovs Town. Chief Morozov, from witness accounts, lost his cool and broke his human disguise. His true dragon form wrought havoc among Krovs Town, destroying the police station, town hall, and a few buildings on Oymyakon Street –– notably Cannabites owned by Shade Dempsey. Dozens were injured in the attack due to force and debris from being caught in the destruction. Fortunately Italian councilman Raphael De Luca was in the area and able to subdue the rampaging dragon.

After discussion the council has decreed the following as appropriate consequences for Morozov's actions:

Two (2) weeks living in the Undercroft as an unclaimed slave to be rented by anyone

One (1) week serving as a slave under De Luca's temporary claim

Two (2) weeks unpaid suspension from duty

Fined a hefty payment for the damages caused

Requirement to wear a power negating collar until further notice once the council agrees that Morozov has control over himself

Officer Kaden Valentine will be serving as interim chief of police in Morozov's absence.

Chief Morozov has been given 24 hours notice to willingly turn his badge and gun into the castle and receive his collar to begin the first half of his punishment in Krovs Castle, otherwise a guard will arrive at his residence and escort him forcefully, if needed. 

@officermorozov

[witchysethharper]

Seth still almost couldn't believe Rhys (with Cairo's help) pulled it off the other day in bringing him back from Hell. He'd learned that time moved much differently in other realms; after what must've been a decade down there he'd nearly given up hope of ever getting out of that fiery pit of doom and gloom and way too much chaos happening. He quickly learned that ten years down there equated to about a month or nearly two up here. Seth had never been more excited to see his own bed and a shower again in his entire life... or afterlife now? Demons clearly weren't the same as vampires considering he still had a beating heart and didn't need to consume blood to survive, although there was that whole needing sexual energy and life forces to feed on. Though those were all things to figure out... later. At some point. He'd get there on his own time.

First and foremost, he needed a shower to scrub off the filth and odor of sulphur that still surrounded him immediately after coming back to earth, and a good fucking night's sleep. Somehow Rhys managed to keep his suite as it was with all his belongings so that helped. Next step was finding out where his beloved pup had gone because Circe was not in the kennel as expected. He remembered the last person who would've seen her would've been Shade when he'd asked him to bring the bag of dog food up to her. Good thing Shade was on the top of his list to visit.

He didn't bother texting first, figuring he'd make this a surprise. What could possibly go wrong with it? It's not like Shade could get angry that Seth was back from the dead, right? Hell, he bet he'd be interrogated about whether or not he was a zombie. Seth quickly made it down to Krovs Town from the castle with his newfound teleportation of whatever he was –– some kind of faerie and demon mix with witch he figured –– and headed into Cannabites knowing that Shade would more than likely be there working. Seth rolled up to the bar in the basement and leaned onto it, glad his intuition had been right. Shade was indeed there at the bar serving drinks and fortunately it wasn't too crowded to be missed. "Yo, Dempsey," he called out. "What drink you got for me? Oh, and where's my fucking dog, dude?"

@shadedempsey

[capoteera]

LMAO. John Krasinski is SMA?? Was he on anyone's shortlist? Was he even on anyone's longlist? No shade whatsoever, just that this was so out of left field. Really thought it was Pedro, Travis or Glen. What an interesting couple of days we're having. /

I think people forget that an actor or whoever has to accept the title. Don't know about the others but I could see Pedro turning it down if it was offered to him. God knows who all turned it down before John finally accepted.

I was just saying to @gingerthegreat it’s just like when Dempsey won, I’m ok with it but he’s not who I would have chose 🤷🏻‍♀️