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kawaiijellymonster · 4 years ago

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So I’ve got a note in my notes app called “Fanfic lines that should be in a hall of fame” and it’s gotten pretty long so I figure I’ll toss it on here so yall can enjoy it, most of them are: mha, zukka, miraculous ladybug, harry potter, and I think one is from a comment on a hannibal amv, But here you go:

Stain sold papers because he just had an aura about him that drew people in, like people who slow down to look at car crashes.

“The Rumor Come Out: Does Todoroki Shoto is Gay?”

Izuku spent the next week going to his normal martial arts classes, studying, and drinking gallons of coffee. Not healthy but he could deal with it. His body was never meant to be permanent.

So no one was watching when Mei placed her forehead against his, breath fanning across his face as she spoke. "Wake up Loki… the world needs you."

“No probs ‘lil listener!” Hizashi said, striking a dramatic pose. “I’ll be your DJ all through the night, bringin’ you such rockin’ hits as safety, security and sweet dreams!”

“This is stupid! Screw the waiting and screw these stupid butterflies. They're not paying rent, the little shits--”

Experimenting with unstable genetic mutant abominations is more of an art than a science, really."

Several looks pass across both their faces. “No flying for a month,” Sirius declares. That sucks, actually. But he’s also a hundred percent certain he can get them to cave on that in two weeks tops. “Okay. Is that for the breaking into the Ministry, destroying the Department of Mysteries, making a bargain with Voldemort, or bringing all my friends with me?” “It’s for recklessly endangering your own life again,” Remus says, “and while the punishment very much doesn’t fit the crime, we’re a bit at a loss for what else to do.” “It wasn’t reckless!” he protests. “We had a plan and everything, and we even brought an adult! An adult Order member! Also what else were we supposed to do, let Snape die?” Sirius takes a deep breath, but Remus steps on his foot before he can put it in his mouth. “Which is why you’re only getting flying privileges taken away and not thrown in a cell in Azkaban for our sanity and your safety.” As if any cell could hold him. “I accept your terms.”

“Who’s Theophania?” Sirius asks. Harry hesitates. Perhaps bringing her up was his smartest decision, strategically speaking. “If I tell you you’re not allowed to throw me in Azkaban. Or ground me.” “This isn’t a negotiation,” Sirius repeats. If Blaise has taught him anything, it’s that everything is a negotiation. “She’s a friend.” “And?” Sirius repeats. Remus suddenly grabs onto Sirius’s shoulder, “Wait. Petrifying - during your second year - is Theophania - she’s not the basilisk.” “No, they killed it,” Sirius says automatically. Harry remains silent. “Harry!” He rubs his nose. “It turns out I’m not that good at killing things. Unkilling things, however? My specialty.”

“It’s okay,” Nanaia says, “you don’t know. What do you do when you don’t know something?” “Try something you do know and hope it doesn’t make everything worse?” For some reason, Horace looks sad at that answer, and Dumbledore shifts from one foot to the other. “No,” she says, “you ask for help.” Oh.

“It’ll piss off your son,” he answers bluntly. “Fuck that kid,” Riddle Sr. says

“You played me!” “Like a cheap kazoo”

Batman sighed, before speaking in a voice that was so unlike his usual growl that most of the other League members almost fell out of their chairs. Diana and Clark seemed to be used to it. “Damian,” he started. His voice was still deep, but a regular-deep, instead of I-just-swallowed-six-buckets-of-gravel deep.

“She loved James too,” she assures, and the confidence she says that with allows him to breathe, like someone has let go of his lungs. “It is possible to love more than one person at the same time. She loved your father with the type of love that’s – that was like a shooting star, burning and bright and touching everyone around them. Her love for Severus was different, and in the end it wasn’t the type of love either of them could handle.”

You’re better at it now then many people are after leaving a full apprenticeship, and you’ve only had a year of lessons a couple of times a week instead of years of intensive study. Do you know why that is?” “Luck?” he offers weakly. For some reason, he doesn’t like the direction this is going in. “No,” she says. “To be good at healing, the way you are, the way I am, you need a certain combination of things. Intelligence, power, control, but more than that. Stubbornness, a tricky balance of flexibility and inflexibility, and a constant, brutal assessment over your own skills. And something else.” “A propensity towards poor life choices?” he suggests. Poppy shakes her head, not taking the bait. “No. You have to care. You have to care about everyone, even people you dislike, and you have to care so much that if feels like it’s killing you, you have to care and that care has to hurt, until the only thing that hurts worse than caring is not caring. To be good at this, you have to let it hurt you.”

“You two shouldn’t have bothered dressing formally for Albus, he’s a bitch.” Harry doesn’t have any idea what’s going on, but he’s loving it.

“It was on the syllabus,” Zuko whispered conspiratorially to his mother. Sokka gasped. “You know I don’t read those!” “This is your own fault then.” “I like to be surprised. The procrastination keeps me humble.”

sometimes you remind me of the stars youre gorgeous and happy and can always brighten me on the darkest days and even when youre dampened you can guide me home

“imagine you are the only person who loves to play chess more than anything but nobody else in the world has ever heard about chess. and then you see a person holding a chessboard. it’s like your whole world was reborn”

"I wanted to be a stripper in middle school," Izuku said. Yup, that's a good cover.

What you’re asking for isn’t fair or right. You can’t ask a person for more than they’re willing to give

In Mei’s words, “You have about five minutes of ‘fuck that one thing in particular.’ Make them count.”

“Mei, let me introduce your new best friend. This is Momo. She has a Quirk that lets her make anything as long as she knows its composition inside and out. All you have to do is buy her dinner,“ Izuku said,

The cameras were looped. The bots were hacked. It was a good day to be a villain.

“None. The alarm never left the building.” “Really? Why is that?” “Mei finished first and decided to do you a favor. However, you've got the fire alarm just starting to go off and that's on a different circuit. Take a fast way down.” “Understood,” Hitoshi drawled. A moment later he was looking back at the crew. “Ladies and Frenchman. We take the express.”

Quinn is talking like that actually answers his question when it really, really doesn’t. “If you don’t start making sense, I’ll cry.”

“You’re one of my best students,” ze says. “You should understand the importance of timing. Speaking of, you’re late for your next class.”

Fuck, he totally is. “Thank you for that very confusing answer. I’ll think of you while crying myself to sleep.”

He’d wondered if that was what bravery was, to be quiet even when you were hurting so much you wanted to scream.

maybe bravery was also running screaming at the thing that nearly killed you, to keep it from killing someone else.

“Apologies are not difficult. Good apologies revolve around three basic points. One, I acknowledge what I did was wrong. Two, I regret that you were harmed. Three, this is how I plan to make sure it does not happen again. That’s all. Apologies are easy.” Then she’d glanced at them all again, evaluating. “And if you become very, very good at your job... they will be the absolute hardest thing you ever do.”

“Even though we’re a bunch of migraine-inducing hellions who are smart enough to know when something is a bad idea and stupid enough to still do it?”

“You’re like the nice china that Al only brings out for Christmas. Except Bruce just realised that I stole it, and chipped it. Maybe it’s time I give it back before I shatter all the pieces.”

she won’t co-parent my perfectly reasonable and well-behaved children.” Clark snorts. “Damian’s trying to stab Tim, right now.”

"Oh, my knight in shining armour. What would I do without you?" the teen droned, placing a dramatic hand on her head.

"I think you mean 'knight in shining leather', M'Lady. And without me, you would be left alone in this kingdom of lies.”

"It's a kingdom, alright. It'll topple sooner or later." "That's the spirit!" Adrien laughed.

Here’s something that a harbinger of tragedy would never find the courage to admit: there are moments in between the bitter self-hatred and the visceral, tangible consequences of your sins in which you almost think you’re worthy of forgiveness; of second chances; of a life beyond your greatest regrets. It’s a unique brand of pain,

“Go directly to horny jail. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200.”

“You can’t wait around for him to be sorry,” Izuku says. He’s quiet now. This isn’t something that’s meant to be shouted. “Maybe he’ll never be sorry. Maybe he doesn’t know he did anything wrong, or he doesn’t care. It doesn’t matter.” Cautiously he takes a step forward. “You can’t depend on the people who hurt you to be the ones to make it better, or it’s never going to get better. They’ll only disappoint you, or hurt you even worse, and then they’ll be gone and you’ll be waiting forever.”

Midoriya may be strong as hell, but that just means looking out for him has to be a team effort.

How would his new adoring fans react if they knew he raised a villain? He's no All-Might. His pillar's made of toothpicks, and it's not gonna take much to crack it.”

Tensei approaches Rei, “Okay, this plan is childish, unprofessional, and a discourtesy to this school's reputation. That being said, when do we nail the little twat?

Hinata is dead. Deceased. Passed away, laid to rest with a headstone that reads Here Lies Hinata Shouyou, Killed By A Wink And A Blown Kiss.

It’s dangerous to be a bad father when you have life insurance

#long post #fanfic lines that deserve to be in a hall of fame #fanfic #rambles #lol

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riversoaked · 4 years ago

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BASIC INFORMATION:

FULL NAME : jules ( julia ) rowland.

MEANING:

name: jules, meaning youthful, downy.

surname: rowland, meaning renown land.

MONIKERS / NICKNAMES : the veteran.

GENDER & PRONOUNS : cis-female, she / her. ( very complicated relationship with gender. please do not ask her about it. ) ETHNICITY : white english. DATE OF BIRTH & AGE: january 10, 1805. ( 40 years old ) ZODIAC SIGN : capricorn — the sign that is brave enough to never run away, but constantly afraid of their inner monsters. ORIENTATION : bi, bi, bi ! ( must be: someone who can beat her in a fight. ) ( or: a beautiful and dainty woman / twink who she would protect in a fight. ) ( strong leaning toward women tho. ) MARITAL STATUS : single and has absolutely never considered herself wife material. OCCUPATION : quartermaster. CURRENT LOCATION : the hms promethean.

BACKGROUND:

PLACE OF BIRTH : london, england. port city, baby ! RESIDENCES : whatever ship she’s on. she hasn’t ever really had a stable “residence.” RELIGIOUS VIEWS : she’ll pray to literally any god she thinks might be listening. she’s tried it all! ultimately, some form of christianity. spiritualism. sailor superstitions. it’s a mix. EDUCATION : very little formal education. she learned to read / write when she was a teenager. she learned a lot on the job! she’s a little proud of this and also a little salty when she talks to people far more educated than herself. LANGUAGES SPOKEN : english and a handful of other languages where she’s picked up very selected and colorful phrases. FAMILY :

child: eleanor clarke ( ~7 years old, being pregnant literally saved jules’ life after the rest of her crew was killed / captured in her final days as a river pirate. she pleaded the belly to avoid getting hanged herself, used the child to garner sympathy, was released from jail, and dumped the child on her sister. honestly, it was the best for everyone. father is known, but unaware of eleanor’s existence or what happened to jules for that matter. )

parents: mother ( anna rowland, deceased ) + father ( albert rowland, as good as deceased ). the short story: anna and albert marry young, have jules, end up in a poorhouse, and albert runs off. jules and her mother think dear old dad is dead, but he’s just gone off and married some new and younger woman who actually has a little bit of money. anna dies due to the horrible conditions of the poorhouse, and some of the other people try to take care of jules but she’s ~12 years old and absolutely unruly and runs off.

siblings: ida clarke ( half-sister, 8 years younger --- a result of dad’s new marriage, which jules found out about after running off. jules absolutely hated her at first, since her family was living in conditions that were a lot better than what jules ever had, but ida’s sheer stubborn goodwill eventually won jules over. ida taught jules to read / write when jules was ~16. yes, it was embarrassing for jules to learn from an 8 year old; no, no one knows about this. the two keep in touch. ida is married with two kids now, one of which is jules’ birth daughter. )

OTHER FAMILIAL RELATIONS : none that still talk to jules. jules LOVED burning bridges.

APPEARANCE:

FACECLAIM : katheryn winnick. HAIR COLOUR / STYLE : blonde, typically messy, always pinned back or braided. since her mother died, she wore her hair short so that she could blend in / be mistaken for a man. since she joined with malachy, this is the first time in her adult life where she’s been able to wear her hair long. she has no idea what to do with it, but it makes her feel pretty, okay!!! she’s never felt pretty before, and maybe that’s shallow, but she deserves this, okay!! EYE COLOUR / SHAPE : hazel, round eyes. HEIGHT : 5 ft. 8 in. BUILD : athletic / toned. can and will beat you in an arm wrestling match. SPEECH STYLE : low voice, tries not to speak too often, communicates far more with looks. she always sounds like she’s mocking you even when she’s not. kind of just grumpy. RECOGNIZABLE MARKINGS : too many scars to name. the most prominent: a shocking amount of scars on her back, small scar on her cheek, a scar across her stomach. some tattoos: pig on the left foot, chicken on the right foot, heart on her forearm with a name that has since been done over with a dagger. ( also let jules give you a tattoo. ) BEAUTY HABITS : she’s gross. someone give her tips and teach her how to properly wash her hair. :-/

PERSONALITY:

TROPES : bruiser with a soft center, ineffectual loner, old soldier, for the greater good INSPIRATIONS : jude perry (the magnus archives), anne bonny (black sails), azula (avatar: the last airbender), bucky barnes (captain america) (i know, i know) MBTI : istj --- introverted, observant, thinking, judging, turbulent. ENNEAGRAM : type eight --- the challenger, sees themselves as strong and powerful and seeks to stand up for what they believe in. ALIGNMENT : chaotic neutral --- an individualist first and last. HOGWARTS HOUSE : gryffindor. POSITIVE TRAITS : bone-deep loyal to the captain, observant to the strengths and faults of those around her, trying to do better NEGATIVE TRAITS : certain in her superstitions, haunted by who she was in the past and who she might be again, willing to do whatever it takes for her cause HABITS : tugging on her hair, just straight up not answering questions if she doesn’t want to, slipping into her Commanding Voice even when it’s not the place for it HOBBIES : cleaning her weapons, drinking with the crew, playing cards, just listening and watching the water, training USUAL DEMEANOR : she does not really give off the vibe of approachable. she comes across as brash and rude and a bit barbaric. she’ll pace back and forth and can snap at people, but if she knows you... she is a lil nicer... she’ll slap you on the back and thrust a drink in your hand.

HEALTH

PHYSICAL AILMENTS : she’s broken some bones that haven’t healed right, and her back hurts sometimes. just some aches and pains that feed into her “oh it’s time to retire” jokes. NEUROLOGICAL CONDITION : trauma, baby........ ptsd and lots of resulting anger issues from it. PHOBIAS : fear of ghosts, fear of the past, fear of what she is capable of. ALLERGIES : none that she knows of. SLEEPING HABITS : insomnia due to.... everything going on with her lmao SOCIABILITY : bad at it, negative charisma. she’s like a cat that pretends it doesn’t want to be petted and will slowly come up to you and you’ll start petting it and then it’ll bite your hand for no reason. desperately wants affection, does not know how to give affection / receive affection. ADDICTIONS : she was very alcohol dependent for a few months before malachy found her. now it’s a bit more casual, but it’s a little too easy for her to cross that line.

#reference.#in short: jules is BAD at being a family member #and GREAT at being a crew member

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lemonadetyler · 6 years ago

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peter finds out you’re a villain

request: Head cannon on you being Peters nice, shy girlfriend but secretly you being an anti hero and Peter goes to where you are and seeing you in dark, tight spandex makes him very flustered ;)

pairing: peter parker / spiderman x reader

type: headcanon / smut

a/n: i adjusted the ask a lil bit, instead of villain / anti hero i went with vigilante. i hope that’s okay! send me an ask to join the tag list below!!

“bye, babe.” peter kisses you as he leaves your apartment after riding the train over to brooklyn with you like the sweetheart he is

“see you tomorrow?” you ask all wide eyed and cute like u be

“ofc, darling” he told u

he was always so worried about you

& you can totally handle yourself. you can do a lot more damage than that but if peter knew the truth, he would be crushed & what homeboy don’t know can’t hurt him

so peter leaves & you go into your room

sweater off

leggings gone

scarf deceased

your cute lil usual fit is on the floor

shy & sweet u gone

bad bitch u is here

your sexy ass has squeezed into your suit

u look fuckin good, feelin yourself

but u already knew that

do u cause a lil trouble when you go out? sure, but it’s so much fun

so ur out ur window and hopping rooftop to rooftop like the badass u be

u were kind of like a modern day robin hood but more violent and less predictable

out here avenging the world’s wrongs w/ some fun for yourself on the side

what shall it be tonight? u robbed some wealthy asshole last week. tomorrow ur busy sneaking into a prison & going all mercenary on some dumbass

u were absolutely awful, but only to the people who deserved it most

“god i am so in the mood for torture right now.” u say to yourself

so u do some scouting

tired retail worker = a bad target

lost girl at night was equally uninteresting

man following lost girl? now that could be interesting.

so u watch & wait

but all my ladies out there know damn well what’s about to go down

and yeah, shit hit the fan

but yall coulda guessed that

this dirty vacuum bag really tries to get with this girl, she wasn’t having it, he decides that fucking rape is next on today’s agenda

so u swoop in

see, ur not abnormally strong or powerful

but u have two things that these fuckers out don’t: 1. the element of surprise and 2. a really, really cool bat who you have affectionately named “bubbles”

its cute

anyways, back to the ass whooping you dishing out

so you might have broke into a police car last night

stole some handcuffs

but youre gonna give them back!!

just not at the moment

you handcuff this lil bitch to a bike rack

take the girl into a restaurant

make shes okay and get her a ride home

okay back to this fucker

he’s huffing and puffing like he finna blow this bitch down

like really

get a grip

so you uncuff him

and this man takes off

“i hate the runners” you say

gotta chase after this dude now

finally you catch up to him

knock him down with bubbles the bat

“dude, i just wanna talk” you tell him as he lays on the ground

“really?” he looks at u like he bouta cry

“lmao no.” you laugh and hit him with bubbles again

dumb bitch

but THEN

you’re knocked on ur ass by someone

you start to look up to see who it was

your vision is a lil blurry but u can kinda make out a figure

“is that fuckin spiderman”

“that’s gonna hurt tomorrow, miss.” he tells you

“i’d go home and ice it.” IS SPIDERMAN REALLY TELLING U TO PACK UR SHIT AND GO HOME RIGHT NOW??

“fuck i wish i had superpowers” you mumble to yourself

you can’t really compete with spiderman

gonna have to talk your way outta this one

“hello, mr. man?” you say all cute like “Imma need you to hand me that man back.” you finish

“no can do.” spiderman tells you

“i really don’t think the spiderman brand should be supporting attempted rapists” GET FUCKED BUG BOY

“did he?” spiderman looks at the man on his arm

“sure did.” you clarify

“i still I don’t think I can condone you beating him like you were.” spiderman tells you

“i’m simply doing god’s work” you say, trying not to laugh

“god’s work.” spiderman looks at you straight faced, unimpressed

now you begin to approach spiderman

“what are you doing in brooklyn tonight, spiderman?” you say SEDUCTIVELY LIKE YES GIRL

“just passing through” spiderman says

“well,” you bite your lip (agh!!!!) “maybe next time you should stick to queens.”

WHO NEEDS THE ICE NOW, SPIDERMAN?

“who are you?” spiderman asks you, genuinely perplexed

“it wouldn’t be as fun if I told you, would it?” you answer.

you grab the man out of spiderman’s hands, walking away, confident as hell

spiderman grabs you by your hips and turns you around

“you sound so familiar” he tells you

like can you fuck off

“not gonna like, i thought you’d be cooler” you respond

the almost rapist takes the opportunity to run away so that’s great

and spiderman just doesn’t care

“what the actual fuck man??” you say “i’m not running after that dumbass again.”

in the midst of your ranting, spiderman rips your fucking mask off

like IS THAT EVEN ALLOWED

“i knew there was no way you weren’t mine”

WHAT

THE

FUCK

before u can even register what has happened, he rips his mask off

“surprise!” your BOYFRIEND PETER shouts, NOT SPIDERMAN

“what?” you say in shock

“you were so confident and out there.” peter says in awe. “it was awesome. i didn’t know you could be so… dangerous.” he says after finding the right word.

“what are you gonna do about it?”

so peter kisses you

but like, aggressively

pushes you up against a wall

“you should wear this more often” he tell you

“you like it?” you ask

“like it? im gonna fuck you in it.”

ur pussy might as well be a super soaker bc that bitch is drenched

peter rips your suit open

“you got more of these?”

“yeah but maybe we fuck in this one from now on”

he’s got your nipple in his mouth

hands down your pants

you might just come right then and there

but peter’s suit is equally tight

and he’s been hard since he first knocked you down

WHICH, BY THE WAY, HE DIDN’T KNOW TO BE YOU AT THE TIME SO YALL DEFINITELY NEED TO TALK ABOUT THAT

“stop teasing me” you breathe out

slowly, which is basically still teasing, peter slides inside of you

moving in & out of u, his cock coated in your juices

“harder, peter.” you beg as he tentatively hits your clit with each move

THIS TIME, FINALLY HE DOESN’T HOLD BACK

boy goes to work

slamming in & out of you

“fuck, daddy, right there.”

also, peter didn’t know about your daddy kink until right now so i guess this is confession night

but he totally digs it

he grabs onto your hips tighter than ever before

sliding you on and off his dick as your back is to the wall

your legs are wrapped around his hips

you’re literally getting fucked hard in an alleyway at midnight by the spiderman

who would’ve thunk it

you both come

, hard

yall compose yourselves

“we have so much to talk about tomorrow.” peter tells you

“you’re spiderman.” you say, it still hasn’t hit you quite yet

“and you’re a vigilante with a daddy kink.”

“touche, parker.”

tag list: @smilexcaptainx @just-an-average-nerd @mstoomanynames @bcndevik @asadmarveltrashbag @bookgirlunicorn @spiderlingsweb @peterlikescats @i-alyssa

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dayna-scully · 6 years ago

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ncis/tiva s7 lb

Truth or Consequences

I’ve never really been able to tell whether or not tony was acting in this bit

small muscles, big brain

coffee aficionado and functional mute

it never fails to astound me how much effort media has put into demonizing muslims

I was gonna say it was love driving tony, but I suppose that factors into vengeance

Tony’s full of bs

tony was not dealing well with not having ziva there

we have to deal with the writers pining over Kate for like 11 years but ducky’s over ziva being around after like 2 months? What is wrong with y’all

ziva’s not replaceable

tony, not keeping himself together as well as he used to

even after jeanne he was not so messy

what kind of failure/the kind with casualties

lotta sand

it’s not normal that we haven’t heard from ziva

I swear to god they use my name the most for tertiary characters, there were at least three just last season

I don’t know why they had to make Tony’s trauma fugue funny

neither of them were expecting that

it had to be you

you should not have come

you thought I was dead? then why are you here?

couldn’t live without you, I guess

he couldn’t leave her alone

she is very melodramatic

but so is tony

isn’t that the same “village” tony went to with Nikki

they’re not aliens, tony

stay alive long enough to not get dead 🤔

her own biological father doesn’t love her enough to save her

yeah gibbo!

I don’t understand how he could have possibly got there so fast but ok

I hate group claps

hella cringey

7x02

she’ll call when she’s ready

she looks so much better

bb girl

an angel

sleazeball

why would you egg a church?

why would you tell someone to their face that they’re “damaged goods” what the fuck

long, silent, meaningful eye contact

and mcgee chattering in the background

spots are still to tender for normal verbal barbs

I will be right here

what is wrong with Abby

he did kill Michael partially because he was jealous

mostly to protect her but

SHE IS ASHAMED OF HERSELF WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU

no normal person ever calls tony sir

so why are you avoiding tony

it had to be said in the men’s room

and double parked/yes, I noticed

I could not afford to trust you

cue ugly crying

I wonder why he could not look her in the eye

the neck grab is so intimate, and definitely echoes her face touch

waiting in dad’s basement

HE’S HER DAD

ziva’s here

7x03

that is total salami/baloney

ew dinozzo

oh bb ziva

7x04

it looks like a damn teen wolf convention

ziva hasn’t been ziva since we brought her home

everyone just keeps dumping on her

gibbs isn’t acting like he’s on team ziva

at any cost

he’s her dad

I did not mean to live through it

he’s her dad i’m cry

bb probiee

7x05

agent David

personal space

uhhh let me check, ziva?/no

digital images don’t work that way!!!

that’s so high school flirting

I say it with love

prankster probie

7x06

sleepy probiee

who says you have a say

stealing our precious body fluids

wh…what body fluids is ziva stealing from you tony?

ah, shame, my pencil broke

smug lil probie

we have been instructed to sit on the baby

I wanna see ziva with tali 😖

worth is so much hotter with long hair

7x07

normal work partners

that really looks like the diner from bones, and it’s definitely the one they used previously, but I would assume the bones one was on the fox lot? And that cbs wouldn’t have access to it

tony goes on a schpiel about how attractive Kai is and then tells ziva they must be alike

ok tony

you annoy me sometimes/sometimes?/most of the time

why is she nice to you and not to me?

because you’re emotionally repressed and can’t keep your mouth shut dinozzo

hey ziva, what the fuck

does tony have to sit behind ziva to work?

Tony’s jealous of mcgee, he’s jealous of Dunham…he can’t get any and his crush doesn’t seem to like him back

well well well how the turn tables

he cleans up nice/not that nice

he’s not being a big brother ziva

brother-zoned

last thing I need is a chad Dunham

hey ziva what the fuck

why are you looking at Tony’s dick

if you believe in that kind of thing

yeah mcgee a double date

oh mcgoo

7x08

that’s a looong time to be stuck in an elevator

it was either you or the watch

well we could be stuck here with tony

7x09

are you letting some blonde bombshell baste your bird, tony?

you dork!!!

normal

track-tor

I guess?????

I wonder if they styled that girl like flashback!shannon on purpose

ew god why

the favourite gets to ride shotgun

ziva, mean muggin’

aw, happy gibbs is so rare

7x10

yes I’m sure souther California gets a lot of snow

stop making my team fat

with his brother Darrel and his other brother Darrel

including the language of love, ten

those look more like sugar cookies but ok

bullheaded stubbornness

you’re one to talk, z

bah humbog

tearing up cause she’s proud of her boyfriend

7x11

tweeeeeting

perhaps baby bird is ready to leave the nest

jet packs…yeah, it’s gonna be a weird one

we spend a lot of time here, just the three of us

smug!!!

we always get the shots of ziva checkin these dudes out

you’re quoting better off dead, I told you to watch that

McGee is such a dork

fucking adorable

is that, like…necessary

a Thief

oof gibbo be nice

she acts like she hates me, but she talks like she likes me

gibbs has a crush

I don’t speak Canadian

hmm

why can’t shows just shoot pictures instead of photoshopping them badly

7x12

mind your own business/ooh, grouchy

ziva is ziva, nothing to tell

that is too disgusting to translate

why in the world did they ever hire senior

Tony’s REAL dad meeting his bio dad

ugh I hate him

poor tony

you may have to hire someone to protect him from me

gibbs has several children, one of whom is your son

Jetlag

ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!!! Paris!!!!!!

I slept well last night, why, didn’t you? You certainly looked…comfy enough

oh???? Really????

that is not an innocent face

cute cute cute

we had enough “together”

you askin me on a date, duck?

I think Paris changed her

act natural!!!!!

you’re complementary

are you sure you two never?/no. positive. definitely no.

a good fit

she’s so soft about tony though

even if she is lying about where she slept 👀👀👀

caveman grunts

she adores him

why did you just lie to mcgee?/why’d you lie to Nora?

she’s trying so hard not to blush

his favourite picture

7x14

ugh that’s cringey

well we know his “little dinozzo-makers” survived…

the kids giggling about dad and his crush

TOTALLY NOT EAVESDROPPING

totally innocent

I am going to go…get a haircut

I think technically we own the building

come on ziva

(soft!!!!!)

what salim did was bad enough

I don’t really remember a lot of these episodes

the big tiva ones, yes, but the other ones not really

I guess we just have better nerds than you do

7x15

aww worth bb

I wish they could’ve gotten him to replace dinozzo

“get ziva and dinozzo out of bed”

“individual beds”

EVEN MCGEE THINKS THEYRE SLEEPING TOGETHER

boyfriends

how does ziva know where he sleeps

worth is very werewolf-y

no I was wrong they’re not boyfriends they’re husbands

ziva’s got sex face

Jean jacket ziva 💕💕💕

cutie

don’t be a dick tony

I only have one nose and it’s on my face

jealous tony

yeah whatever, you already slept with my wife

F U!!!!

Tobias dukes-in’ it

i wasnt askin ya!

it’s fun to make tony jealous

7x16

book suppository

our girls

7x17

keep your story straight but not so straight that it’s exactly the same

7x18

I’m glad I wasn’t your valentine/so am I

Casey!!!

but it is the coast guard

she loooves him

you mean he’s deceased, too?

he used to sing with the monkees/real monkeys?

I envy your brain sometimes

ducky’s bow ties are back

movie date!!!

What are you doing with me, watching a movie on a Friday night at work

you are my friend

really/no

both of your “dates” “cancelled” so you…decided to have a date together?

what was she thinking of saying??

she loooves him

7x19

are you two dating now?

a seven year bitch

that was a very bad fake slap

why couldn’t they have had ziva there

ziva is barely in this one

she loves him

things were hanging out? that is disgusting

7x20

once and future king of dorkland

Sand mites might bite

ziva is very proud of her dad

we have hit a shamu

I may have to hurt you

7x21

what would this woman possibly see in you

take ziva with you

ziva’s not used to being the jealous one anymore

tony is being a creepy stalker

Rivera turns out to be a villain, I think

ziva is concerned about tony

I forgot that Obama was president when this would have aired

tony sitting separately says a lot

he would usually be the one beside ziva

tony, being unwarrantedly intimate with a stranger

a quiet bookstore owner as a Russian spy is actually really interesting

7x22

Jamie!

toe cheese

realizing tony and ziva lied about Paris 👀👀👀

oh gibbs

7x23

cowboy gibbs

what are you, anti flan?

ooooh gibbo

oh gibbs

7x24

fathers and daughters

they’re his children, not his coworkers

staring at dad

personal space

ziva bb

looking for her dad and her boyfriend

#ncis #tiva #liveblog #show: ncis #ship: tiva

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studiobeebo · 6 years ago

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hhnh sorry this took so long i mentioned an oc gorl i made up a lil while back and i finally have her info put together!! so ye here she is uwu

Basic Information

Name: Misaki Otsuka

Name Meaning (If applicable): Misaki meaning ‘Beautiful Blossom’

Nickname(s): Buttercup

Alias: Undecided

Age: 16

Birthday: December 8th

Zodiac: Sagittarius

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Nationality: American/Japanese

Affiliation: UA General Studies Course

Appearance

Height: 5’0”

Weight: 110 LB

Figure: Misaki has a more pear like figure, being thinner up top with her thighs/hips being a bit thicker.

Skin Tone: Dark with red/gold undertones

Eye Color: undecidednkjsf

Hair Color: It fades from a deep forest green to a brighter leafy green.

Hair Style: Her hair falls in big soft curls and is actually pretty long, reaching to just above her waist. While she leaves her hair mostly down, her quirk leads to the appearance of having two small buns at the top of her head which are actually two flowers, but she usually just wraps her hair around the base of said flowers.

Facial Features : A lil dusting of freckles over the bridge of her nose.

Scars: None.

Piercings/Tattoos: None.

Distinguishing Features: None, other than her quirk.

⇩ ⇩ Appearance Ref Below ⇩ ⇩ (amazing artwork done by @8bitribbit!! check out her commission info here!)

Personality

Misaki is generally calm and collected, but she’s also very bright and cheery! She tries to remain optimistic and she had a solid group of friends, but she’s not extremely overly talkative or loud. Due to her quirk, however, her mood often depends on her surroundings. She works a bit like a flower would itself, so when it’s sunny and she’s well hydrated she may be more energetic and happy, but if she’s dehydrated and it’s dark out she’s more groggy and maybe a bit grumpy or less talkative.

Quirk

Quirk Name: Medicinal Botanokinesis

Explanation of Quirk: Misaki is able to produce and expel medicinal pollen from two flowers that sprout from either side of her head, often looking like double buns in her hair! The flowers fall off at least once a day and grow back just as quickly as another type flower. With each flower, she can use a different ‘ability’ depending on the components of the flower who’s pollen she expels. For example, if she has lavender flowers growing from her head, the pollen expelled can help make someone feel sleepy. Sunflowers could help reduce menstrual pains, angelica herb can be used to help heal colds and coughs, and so on. Some days, however, the flowers that sprout from her head have really no medicinal usage, so her quirk is rather ineffective during those times. She can expel pollen whenever she wants, but it is possible for her to ‘run out’, so she tries to only use her quirk when it’s needed.

Moodboard

Extra Information

Misaki thinks it’s super embarrassing when flowers that are weeds, such as dandelions, grow from her, so she’ll often be wearing a hat of sorts on those days and have it pulled down as much as she can.

She often harvests flowers she creates that can be used as herbs, such as lavender or chamomile! Most of the time she’ll use them to make her own blends of teas, but sometime she’ll bake with them as well!

She loves taking pictures of friends so sometimes she might ask them to pose, she likes to save happy memories in one of her many scrapbooks!

⇩ ⇩ more in depth info below! ⇩ ⇩

Clothing

Casual Style: Misaki loves ‘simple but cute’ so she’s all about nice jeans with a t shirt or blouse, so not lazy casual but not too dressy either. She also l o v e s overalls and they take over half of her wardrobe and her favorite outfit is her summer short overalls, a cute patterned tee, and a sunhat!

Common Accessories: A necklace with a small buttercup flower pendant. Also when she’s not in school, she almost always has her old fashioned Polaroid camera hanging around her neck!

Characteristics

Temper: She has a pretty average temper, but she is unfortunately an angry crier.

Strengths: She’s good at assessing situations around her and staying calm in frantic environments!

Weaknesses: She’s a bit awkward about sharing more serious feelings that are a bit more negative.

Goals/Drives/Dreams: She wants to become a plant geneticist mostly to be able to understand herself and her own quirk better and how both she and plants themselves can be used to help the world. She also wants to do field work, but that depends on how far she gets on being able to heal with her quirk.

Fears: She fears those around her feeling sad or depressed, so she tries her best to keep a happy attitude herself.

Likes: Gardening, photography, kayaking, hiking, crafty activities

Dislikes: Puzzles, being stuck indoors for too long, cold weather

Skills/Hobbies: Naturally she’s very good at gardening and her photography skills aren’t bad either!

Quirks: She physically looks more ‘wilted’ on cloudy or cold days, becoming more sluggish and having a slouched stature.

Health

Physical Health: She has a weakness for sweets and she doesn’t work out too often sooo she probably could be a bit healthier, but for a teen I’d say she is pretty average.

Mental Health: Mostly good! Like anyone she does suffer from bouts of depression here or there. She also suffers from panic attacks occasionally, but this only happens under extreme stress or anxiety.

Mental Disabilities: None.

Sleeping Habits: Pretty good actually! Because of her plant like nature she gets sleepy almost immediately after the sun sets, so she’s usually in bed by 9pm at the latest.

Eating Habits: Not great, she has a major sweet tooth, she’s just lucky most of her weight goes to the “right” spots.

Inhibiting Injuries: None.

Relationships

Mother

Name: Imani Otsuka

Quirk: She has a small water spout on her head, but it’s hard to see past her hair and doesn’t serve much purpose.

Relationship Status: Imani almost single handedly raised Misaki so they’re very close, Misaki is like a textbook definition of a mamma’s girl.

Father

Name: Ren Otsuka (Deceased)

Quirk: His entire body makeup is like that of a plants, giving his skin a greenish tint and allowing him to ‘eat’ through photosynthesis.

Relationship Status: When he was still alive, Misaki was very close to him and grew up learning everything she knew about plants and gardening from him. Unfortunately he was taken from her when she was eight years old due to a sickness that couldn’t be cured in the same way as usual due to his genetic make up not being very human.

Friend

Name: Tsukiko Kojima

Relationship: They’re very good friends as they both have a similar interests in gardening and their kind personalities fit each other well!

Friend

Name: Mina Ashido

Relationship: Even though she hasn’t known her for a while and they aren’t in the same class, Misaki loves Mina’s happy spirit and she often gives her her own energy boost for the day.

Best/Closest Friend(s)

Name: Tsuyu Asui

Relationship: They went to the same middle school together and Tsu was the first friend she made after moving away from her old school district so they’re very close!

Love Interest/Crush

Name: Todoroki maybe?? idek I have no clue tbqh

Relationship:

Pets: Two chubby dumbo rats named Pancake and Tootsie.

History

Early Childhood (Birth - Age 6): Even though she doesn’t remember it, when she was born things for her parents were a bit difficult because at the time, they had still yet to get married, and while Imani spent a lot of time doing work in Japan, which is where she met Ren, she still lived in the United States. Once they were both stable enough to settle down, however, they quickly got married and Imani moved in with Ren in Japan. They were lucky to have decent jobs and while their lifestyles weren’t lavish, they made enough to live comfortably and Misaki was a happy young girl!

It was when Misaki was six years old that she developed her quirk, two round hydrangea’s simply popping up on her head one morning, however she didn’t learn the full extent of her quirk until she was older.

Mid Childhood (Age 7 - Age 13): Misaki was living a good, simple life, however things changed when she was about seven years old and her father fell ill. With him having to leave his work and Imani having to take care of him, things became a bit more stressful, however they were still as happy as they could be, Imani always teaching Misaki to make the best of even the worst situations.

Unfortunately, because Ren’s physical makeup was different then the average human, modern medicine at the time wasn’t able to help him and before the doctors working with him were able how to accommodate to him, he passed away. For a while after his death, their family was a bit of a mess, both Misaki and her mother hurting greatly. Misaki even had to leave school for a while, both her and her mother dropping into a depressive state, however her mother was a strong woman and soon picked herself up for the sake of her daughter and helped her daughter get along as well. She decided they needed a new start, but instead of moving back to America she simply moved her and her daughter to a new district closer to Tokyo. While Misaki was still upset over the loss of her father, she was quick to make friends at her new school, one of them being Tsuyu Asui. It took about a year, but she eventually got back to her usual calm and happy self, deciding she wanted to celebrate the memories she had of her father rather than dwell on the fact that he was no longer with her.

Teenage Years (Age 14 - Present): Even though she hadn’t gotten an exact lock on what she wanted to do career wise, Misaki had heard all about UA and knew that a diploma from such a school would surely help her in her journey, plus she hoped even if she didn’t enroll in the hero course that she could find help with developing her quirk. All that along with the fact that her best friend also planned on going to the same school and she knew this was the place for her. She didn’t get in with top scores, but to her that just meant she had plenty of room to improve, so she accepted the offer that she had worked hard for and is now on her way to wherever her journey would lead her.

#mha oc #my oc #misaki otsuka

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sunshincdisguise · 6 years ago

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these aren’t exactly headcanons but i wanna do this so i’m gonna call it a headcanon for lack of a better word! under the cut i’ve written out the reasoning/stories behind all my characters’ tags!

angie jeremiah: “ someone’s little sister “ -- did i steal this from the f.osters? yes i did. angie’s tag is a reference to her older brother craig who is a famous musician. so, like, her brother is someone. and she’s someone’s little sister. get it??? i don’t think it really like sums her up entirely but i don’t have anything else that sums her up as well so it’s like subpar but it’s the best i got.

bay huxley: “ girl next door “ -- “the feminine equivalent of the average joe” “a character an ordinary guy kind of male character might have known growing up” “easy to talk to and a good listener” “in a betty and veronica duo, she’s the betty” “the inevitably unlucky childhood friend of the protagonist” bay is, by definitely, perpetually the best friend. she listens. she hears. she’s there. and she’s barely noticed. she exists as background noise in other people’s lives. or at least that’s how she sees herself.

benji riddle: “ move forward like the seasons “ -- so benji’s a musician and gr.eyson cha.nce is his fc and his vc and benji wrote the song “seasons” about his sister, fay, after her death. so because his main verse on this blog takes place just after fay’s death, this song is really just a summary of where he’s at in life rn because he’s just trying to move forward with his life instead of always looking back because he knows that’s what his sister would want.

cassidy collins: “ disappointed in myself “ -- cassidy is also a musician and his fc/vc is ale.x wol.ff and he’s literally based on the song disappointed. literally. i literally listened to that song, and i had a nat fc character and i decided to give him a little brother based on that song. so here’s my lil boi cass. if u want insight into his brain just listen to that song. it’s About Him.

emmy pierce: “ sick of losing soulmates “ -- it’s a do.die song and it’s really just a summary of emmy’s relationship with her (deceased) boyfriend, or rather how she felt after he passed away. leo was definitely her soulmate, but in a way so was her whole group of her’s and leo’s friends, and after he passed she just became very distant from all of them and from the life she used to have so she just feels like she’s lost all her soulmates and she’s sorta afraid of getting close to people because of it

genevieve samuels: “ my heart looks like a bruise “ -- okay so the full quote can be found here. but basically i chose this because basically all of gen’s experiences with love in the past have been abusive in one way or another, whether it was the older boys who took advantage of her when she was very young, or her high school boyfriend who was literally physically abusive. gen doesn’t have any experience with love that doesn’t hurt her. so her heart is black and blue. ya get it??

hadley bridges: “ you are missing from me “ -- so in french apparently you don’t say “i miss you” you say “tu me manques” which more accurately translates to “you are missing from me”. i chose this quote for hadley because it sort of sums up the way that hadley misses people. she doesn’t just miss them. she feels like she’s lost herself when she loses her loved ones. as a result she’s never really been her own person. she lost her mother when she was young and she never knew how to grow into her own person, so when she lost her sister in high school, she really didn’t know how to be herself because she feels like something is missing from her.

joey hughes: “ beauty queen in tears “ -- this is a lor.de lyric from the song tennis court, which has some relevance to joey, but it’s not really the reason why i picked the tag. i really just picked it because i think it’s a perfect summary of what joey is like. she’s not literally a beauty queen (in her main verse), but she sort of has the general aesthetic of one and it’s kinda the way other people view her but she’s also just devastatingly sad. so it’s like her two sides summed up in one little lyric

juliet jacobs: “ a rose by any other name “ -- okay so i think this one is uhh kinda obvious. it’s an excerpt from romeo and juliet and her name is juliet. but also!! it’s perfect for her!! juliet’s adopted so it’s kinda this poetic commentary on like the fact that she’s juliet jacobs because she was adopted by the jacobs and they named her that but her bio family’s name for her was phoebe (gallagher) and i’ve played her as phoebe as well, and the point is that she’s the rose, and by any other name, she’s still herself. slightly different. but still herself. so yeah. what’s in a name? that which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet.

kc gilmore: “ hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect “ -- i’ve gone through many tags for kc before finally settling on this one. the perfect one. it’s a har.ry styl.es lyric. and it sums of kc’s two biggest traits: he’s a party boy and he’s super fucking smart. it’s really that simple. also in that song theres the whole “i’m having your baby its none of your business” thing which is also weirdly relevant to kc

lucas wild: “ just another la devotee “ -- okay this one isn’t really perfect and honestly lukes old tag (one man show) is probably more accurate to him, but i wanted to switch things up. i really just picked this lyric because lucas loves movies and acting so he’s an la devotee. it’s not that deep.

ophelia jacobs: “ lay me down in a bed of roses “ -- a few things! so first, it matches her sister’s tag with the whole roses reference. second, it’s from the song “if i die young” which always reminded me of ophelia (like from ham.let). which brings us to third, which is that the song is about death and ophelia’s whole life story is really deeply intwined with death and the death of loved ones in particular. so while ophelia herself doesn’t fit the song because she has very little in common with her namesake (in fact it always bothered her that her parents named both her and her sister after girls who killed themselves over boys), she does have the experience of love that ends in death.

wren stilinski: “ we long for legend “ -- tbh i don’t remember where this came from originally but it was a quote about belief and wren is a textbook Believer in the supernatural (even in verses where the supernatural really doesn’t exist) so she Longs for Legend. idk. it’s really simple. that’s all folks.

#☼ headcanons; ❛❛ sick of faking diary entries ❜❜

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fearingtwd · 7 years ago

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What Honesty Gets You (Chris Manawa Imagine)

prompt: I NEED A CHRIS IMAGINE. I'm coping with his death by reading :,) could i have one where y/n is pregnant and it's his and they're on the boat

requested: by anonymous word count: 7,484 warnings: language, suggestive themes

a/n: this will probably have a part two eventually also its slightly au bc they left the boat after like 6 episodes in the show and honestly? im here for boat shenanigans. they coulda stayed on the abigail the rest of the show bickering and i woulda eaten it up also i went a lil overboard with this imagine no boat pun intended lets fcking gooo

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It was never silent on the boat, not even at night when everybody was below deck sleeping. You could hear the sound of waves smacking against the side of the ship. It took a while for you to be able to find that noise mixed with the hum from the engine relaxing enough to fall asleep. Now, you’d have no problem drifting off. All you needed was darkness and the reassurance that Alicia was in the room with you. After everything that’s happened, you were admittedly too frightened to sleep in a room alone. Or maybe you were just scared of being alone in general.

How you ended up with the Clarks with your family out of the picture was quite a long story and you tried not to relive it since you didn’t know their fate. But having no blood relatives on board did make you feel lonely. Even though Madison treated you like a daughter, you weren’t naive enough to believe that if God forbid something happened where she could only save you or Alicia, she would ever choose saving you over her biological daughter.

So maybe that’s why you felt you had to get close with somebody.

You first approached him after he practically tossed his deceased mother overboard. What better way to bond with someone than to talk about how shitty the universe was treating you both? He wasn’t amused and had no desire to talk to you. You respectfully gave him the space he needed, but hell if he thought that would be the last time you tried to talk to him.

It took him a while to open up to you, and you never pushed him to. Every time he did, it was because he was ready. Even with the world ending all around you, every time you sat down and talked with him, you felt a sense of safety - like, perhaps if the infected started falling from the sky, he might be the first one to pull you inside and save your life. It was a heartwarming thought.

He sought you out one night, surprisingly in the mood to talk. You were wide awake because Alicia was spending the night on deck. He sat in your bunk and while he spoke about his life before the outbreak, you were staring at his lips. Thankfully, there was little to no light in the room because your cheeks were undoubtedly flushed. And you were so lost in your own thoughts about how handsome he looked in the dimness, you didn’t even realize he had stopped talking and noticed where your glance had fallen.

“Y/N?”

The sound of your name is what brought you back to the moment. “What?”

You couldn’t tell for sure, but he seemed to be fighting back a smirk. “Are you okay? You looked, um, a little out of it for a minute.”

Your heart skipped a few beats when you realized he must have noticed you staring - so you attempted to play it cool. “Yeah, sorry. Sometimes my mind just, you know, kind of wanders off.”

He gave a nod. “So what were you thinking about?”

Oh, you know, just thinking about kissing you all over your face and telling you that I think I’m totally falling for you. The usual.

“Dogs,” you blurted out.

“You were thinking about dogs?” He raised an eyebrow.

It was random but you had to go along with it. “Yeah, ‘cause the world as we know it has fallen off the deep end and people are dying and coming back to life, but I hope there’s somebody back on land taking care of all the dogs.”

He stifled a laugh. “Alright, fair enough. Wanna tell me what you were really thinking now?”

You felt the air was punched right out of your lungs. There was no doubt in your mind that his question visibly caught you off guard. Lying to get out of it again would be a waste of time. The room was quiet, save for the humming of the engine and the ocean waves.

Biting your lip, you decided to just be frank about how talking to him made you feel lately. You admitted that you enjoyed his company, more than anyone else on board. You told him you found him undeniably attractive. And finally, you confessed that you were thinking about kissing him.

His response, after a brief moment of utter shock, was to press his mouth against yours. You almost gasped as your lips connected. It didn’t remain the tender kiss it started as. It turned into sloppy, hungry kisses filled with pure desire. And you were okay with that because you suddenly felt as close with a person as you could ever be.

When you woke up, the room was bright and you were alone. Alone and topless. You shuffled out of the bed to find your bra, clipping it on as Alicia walked into the room.

“Sorry, didn’t realize you were getting dressed,” she muttered.

If only she knew the half of it.

You half-expected things with Chris to be completely awkward following your night of romance, but they weren’t. Around everybody else, you both acted like nothing happened. But when you were alone, you were holding hands and still enjoying each other’s company.

To be honest, you were getting sick of living on The Abigail. So when Madison said they should make a trip to land soon just to stock up on supplies, you nearly jumped for joy. You would have really jumped if you weren’t nauseous. You had been feeling lousy the past couple days and with all the sudden nausea, you were sure it was your body telling you to get off the boat for a while.

The next morning as Strand was docking the Abigail, you awoke feeling sick to your stomach again. When you got on deck, you unexpectedly ran to the side of the ship and vomited. Everyone stopped and stared, and Chris was the first to approach you carefully.

“You okay?” he asked in a soft voice.

Before you could respond, Strand interrupted, “You better not have gotten your upchuck on the side of my boat.”

You glanced down. You did, a little bit. But you weren’t going to say anything. You leaned your forehead against the banister, feeling a bit dizzy. It’s not like you had much in your stomach to puke up.

“Maybe you caught a stomach bug or something,” Chris suggested. You weren’t sure, but it certainly wasn’t unlikely. With everyone cramped in such a tight space, somebody was bound to get sick.

When you felt okay enough to walk back inside, Madison glanced at you. “You’re not coming with us. You need to get some rest.”

“I’m not just going to sit here and do nothing,” you countered, wanting to contribute. The last time you went to land, you were gathering belongings from a plane crash and that didn’t end up working out very well. You knew things could go wrong and you wanted to be there to help out in case they did.

Ofelia stood up from the couch. “Don’t worry, Y/N. I’ll be on board too.” She was still nursing her shoulder though it had begun to heal nicely, all things considered. There was no use in fighting, so you just nodded.

Alicia grinned, “Hey, if we can find clothes, I’ll pick you up something nice.”

“Yes, but clothes is not at the top of our list,” Madison said. “Food, medicine-”

“Feminine napkins,” Alicia added. “We’re almost out.”

Were you guys running low? You didn’t even notice. It had been a while since you last ransacked the bathroom looking for some.

Everybody was ready to head off. Strand, Ofelia, and yourself stayed behind.

In all the chaos of everybody figuring out who was going to wander off in which direction in what groups, you pulled Chris aside. “Be careful, okay?” you whispered.

He nodded, “Of course.”

“And don’t wander off this time,” you lectured.

Rolling his eyes, he replied, “Got it.”

You weren’t trying to patronize him and you realized that’s how it probably came across. You genuinely just wanted him to be safe. Before he could walk away, you grabbed a hold of his arm. He seemed taken aback. “I mean it. I want you to come back in one piece, okay?”

“Okay.”

Travis’ voice calling out for Chris startled you both. He said goodbye and shuffled off. As soon as he was out of your line of sight along with Alicia, Travis, Nick, Madison and Daniel you walked down to your shared room with Alicia to relax.

You had about two minutes to yourself before Strand burst into your room, yelling about how you did get puke on the boat. You told him to clean it with his ego and then locked yourself in the bathroom.

You stared at yourself in the mirror. The bags under your eyes weren’t as awful or prominent as you thought they’d be. Your mind wandered back to Alicia’s comment about feminine napkins earlier. Pads. You and Alicia had been on the same cycle, presumably since you spent so much time together after being locked in the military safe zone at the start. It had been well over a month since you last got your period - if you calculated the days correctly, that is. You stood in confusion, even pulled your pants down to check if you got your period without realizing it. You didn’t.

And then a surge of panic ran through your veins. You exited the bathroom on a mission. Ofelia was sitting by the swimming deck. She smiled as you took a seat beside her.

“You feeling any better?” she asked sweetly.

Less nauseous? Yes. Better? No.

“A little bit. If I ask you something, can you promise to keep as neutral a reaction as possible to maybe keep me from freaking out?” you asked, toying with a loose thread at the hem of your shirt. You felt like your throat was closing.

“Sure,” she answered wearily.

“So, I was just wondering, like, out of the blue this totally just popped into my head and I got curious. Um, have you ever been pregnant?” you rambled.

She only raised an eyebrow in response and said, “No. Why?”

A gust of wind blew your hair to the side and you tossed it out of your face, trying to figure out what to say next. Your palms were growing clammy. So you took a deep breath and let it out slowly before softly telling her, “My period is late.”

“You’re probably just stressed, Y/N. I mean, you know what has to happen in order to get pregnant, right?”

You groaned, thinking back on your time in health class. Oh, you definitely knew what had to happen. “Um, just forget this entire conversation, okay?”

Before she could say anything, you were jogging back inside to the sleeping quarters to find your backpack.

“What are you doing?”

You let out a yelp and spun around. Ofelia was standing in the doorway. You didn’t even realize she followed you.

“You scared the shit out of me,” you said, putting a hand to your heart.

She crossed her arms, eyes narrowed. “Sorry. Y/N, what are you doing?”

“Nothing,” you said casually, tossing the backpack over your shoulder. “Just going for a walk.” Except she wouldn’t let you past. “Do you want to, like, move please?”

“Tell me what you’re doing,” she demanded. There was a part of you that was flattered she seemed to care, maybe she was even worried about you. But the other part of you needed her to get out of your way.

Tightening your grip on the backpack strap, you let out a frustrated huff of air. “Not to be rude or anything, but it’s none of your business.”

“I think you made it my business when you started asking me about being pregnant - which by the way, how old do you think I am?”

You bit the inside of your cheek, ignoring that you might have offended her. Besides, it wasn’t that uncommon for young unmarried women to have kids or at least pregnancy scares. It was fairly modern.

“Look, I... I have to... I’m feeling better and if I leave now I can catch up with Alicia and-”

“Y/N, please. Just tell me the truth.”

Telling the truth was what got you into this situation, wasn’t it? You told Chris how you felt about him and now were nauseous, lethargic, your period was late, and in all honesty your boobs seemed to have swelled and gotten a little bigger. The last point wasn’t entirely negative though. But, you were already in this situation. And maybe being truthful this time around wouldn’t bite you in the ass. You didn’t regret your night with Chris. It was a little clumsy and awkward, but sweet too, and it felt so good. However, you wished you took some precaution.

“The truth is I think I’m having a baby and I’m fucking terrified.” You didn’t even recognize your voice. It sounded so distant, and your eyes were welling up with tears, about to burst out.

Great. Add overemotional to the list too.

Ofelia only tilted her head in confusion. “I don’t understand. How could you be having a baby?”

“I got a visit from the stork,” you said bitterly, wiping away a stray tear.

She didn’t seem to appreciate your sarcasm and let out a loud breath. There was a brief silence and you watched her expression change from frustration to utter shock.

“What?” you asked softly.

“Is it Nick?”

“Is what Nick?”

“The baby, is it Nick’s? You know, if there is one...”

You would have laughed if you weren’t entirely hellbent on getting off to the boat. You just wanted to find a pharmacy. Surely there would still be some pregnancy tests left.

“If you move out of the way I’ll tell you,” you prompted.

She didn’t seem interested in your game. “What are you going out there for?”

You shrugged your shoulders. Might as well keep up some of the honesty thing you had going. “A pregnancy test.”

“Just wait for everybody to get back. We’ll just find one tomorrow.”

“Uh, if I’m knocked up I’d like confirmation of that as soon as possible,” you uttered.

Ofelia sighed. “You don’t care what I say, you’re still going today, aren’t you?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. Well, I’m not letting you go alone. I’ll grab some water for the road. Meet me upstairs.”

Strand had no problem letting you both leave. He called it foolish, but he didn’t try to stop you. He also didn’t bother asking why.

It surprisingly didn’t take you very long to stumble across a pharmacy that was already broken into. Ofelia killed one infected that was inside and sauntered to the back of the store, kitchen knife and backpack in tow, while you rushed towards the aisle with the tests. The whole pharmacy was turned over top to bottom, but there was one box left with one pregnancy test inside. If you weren’t an anxious mess, you would have laughed at the coincidence.

You shoved it in your pack and turned to leave. A rotting corpse walking through the shattered doorway stopped you in your tracks. You weren’t sure you would ever get used to seeing dead people walking around. The whole store smelled like decomposing flesh already, but the stench from the infected galloping towards you made your stomach lurch. Ofelia quickly put down the infected and glanced over at you.

“You good?”

You were hunched over, trying to swallow the bile you felt rising in your throat. But you gave her a thumbs up anyway.

“We should really get going,” she urged.

You nodded and stood up properly and made slow strides to the door.

Your journey there was entirely silent. The walk back, on the other hand, was filled with Ofelia prying into your private life. She kept wanting to know if it was Nick’s baby and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t mildly offended that she didn’t even consider it could be Chris.

You made it back on board with a few hours of sunlight still left in the day. The others weren’t back yet, but you were sort of glad about that. You hoped they were okay, but you needed the time to yourself.

You locked yourself in the bathroom for the second time that day - except this time you had a pregnancy test on the counter. Since you didn’t have a timer, you sat on the floor and counted the seconds. And when you were done, you still stayed seated, too scared to even think about standing up.

A loud knocking on the door made you flinch.

“Y/N? Is everything, um, okay?”

It was Ofelia trying and failing to be discreet. You ignored her, pulling your legs close to your chest and lowering your head. You just wanted to go back in time and make sure that you wouldn’t end up in this situation. You were so scared. Being pregnant after the end of the world was basically a death sentence, wasn’t it?

She knocked again. “Come on, Y/N. Open up.”

Taking a deep breath, you got to your feet. Your hands were trembling. You had to force yourself to pick up the test and turn it over.

“Oh shit,” you whimpered as the red lines stared you right in the face.

You were indeed pregnant.

Your breath turned uneven and you couldn’t see anything through the waterfalls of tears that started running down your cheeks. This couldn’t be happening. This had to be a nightmare. There was no possible way you could carry a baby to full term and deliver it on a fucking boat with no doctor on board - never mind even raise it. You weren’t ready. Not even close. The thought of it being a false positive jumped into your mind, but you knew it wasn’t. You had all the symptoms. You couldn’t be that lucky.

Ofelia knocking on the bathroom door again brought you back into the moment. So you angrily threw the test into the trash and swung the door open, rushing past her before she could get a word out. You slammed your bedroom door and collapsed into your bed, letting yourself sob into the pillow. If that didn’t make it obvious enough to Ofelia what the results were, that would be her own fault.

You must have cried yourself dry and drifted into a light sleep because the sound of voices upstairs suddenly caught your attention. You could easily distinguish the voices. It was Madison, Alicia, and Nick.

For a few seconds as you sat up, you weren’t thinking about the fact that you were knocked up. You were just glad they made it back alive. And curiosity about what they found brought you to your feet. When you got to the top of the stairs, Alicia jogged over to you and pulled you into a tight hug, asking if you were feeling better. Then she was excited to show you the clothes she found while Madison was unpacking and storing away cans of food. You were happy their outing was successful. But in the back of your mind you were terrified because it was completely dark outside and Chris, Travis, and Daniel were still out there.

Another part of you was worried Ofelia would spill the beans to everybody. You weren’t sure when you would feel okay enough to tell anybody else, especially Chris. So you hoped she would keep her mouth shut for now.

The boat was still docked and you were sitting by the swimming deck, fighting to keep your eyes open. From the corner of your eye you saw Ofelia walking over to you, wrapping her sweater tighter around her body as a breeze flew by. She quietly took a seat next to you.

“What are you doing out here?” she questioned.

“Waiting for them to get back.”

“You worried?”

“Aren’t you?”

“Yeah, that’s why I couldn’t sleep.”

A semi-comfortable silence filled the air. You wished she hadn’t broken it.

“So, you really are pregnant? It was positive?”

You glanced at her with pure panic in your eyes. All you could do was nod.

She frowned. “You have to tell them, Y/N. You can’t keep this to yourself.”

“I don’t have to tell anyone,” you countered. “I can do whatever I want.”

You could tell she was frustrated with your attitude, but she remained calm. “If other people know, we can all help you. Everybody here cares about you. And don’t you think that Nick deserves to know-”

“Oh my god. Ofelia, it’s not-” You stopped yourself and thought about what exactly to say. “Look, I’m beyond tired right now. There’s literally a thing growing inside of me, like an actual human being forming. And I really don’t want to talk about it. I don’t want to think about it.”

“Because you’re scared?”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and your eyes glossed over with tears. “What if it dies inside me? What if it, like, rips me apart?”

“That won’t happen,” she whispered.

“You don’t know that,” you choked out, wiping your nose with your sleeve.

She took a deep breath. “When we were at the pharmacy today... I had a feeling that you would take the test and it would be positive. So, I thought ahead. I brought back prenatal vitamins for you, Y/N. It will help keep the baby healthy, okay?”

Before you could respond, a flash light beaming in the distance caught the attention from both of you. Ofelia got up, swiftly approaching the side of the yacht.

“Is it them?” you asked, trying to subdue your tears and worries for now.

She didn’t answer until the light went off and they were close enough for her to squint and see. She smiled, “It’s them. They’re back.”

When all three of them boarded, you stood in horror. They all looked distraught and Chris was covered in blood.

Ofelia covered in mouth in disbelief. “What happened?” she inquired, taking a few steps closer to her father.

Daniel shook his head and motioned towards Chris. “Why don’t you ask the boy?”

You gulped as you turned to Chris, raising an eyebrow. “What happened out there? Are you guys okay?”

“We’re fine,” he muttered, rushing inside. He threw his backpack down on the coffee table and was headed for the stairs when Travis called his name in quite possibly the most stern voice you had ever heard from him. Chris stopped short.

“We have to talk about this,” Travis demanded in pure anger. Your heart was pounding. What the fuck happened?

He spun around and stood his ground. “I already told you there’s nothing to talk about.”

“Chris, you could have gotten yourself killed,” Travis reprimanded.

“It was a chance I was willing to take! We got the meds. Now no one on this boat has to get sick ever again.”

And with that he stormed down the steps as Madison was coming up. She gave Travis a curious look and you decided to go after Chris. As you rushed down the stairs you saw the door to the sleeping quarters slam. He was on edge, no doubt, and you didn’t want to make it worse. But you also considered yourself as the only person on board who would ever take the time to actually listen and understand him - and you knew he knew that. So you started with a gentle knock.

Silence.

You knocked again putting a little more strength into it.

Silence.

You let out a frustrated breath and added, “Chris, it’s me.”

The door opened not a second later. You immediately noted that he discarded his blood-drenched sweatshirt and shirt. He moved aside to let you in and promptly shut the door behind you.

There was another moment of silence, so you decided to be the first to speak, keeping your voice steady and filled with concern. “What happened out there?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “There was a room with a bunch of medication in it, antibiotics, vitamins, and like a dozen of the infected. It was like someone herded them all in there so no one would try to get to the meds. And my dad said it wasn’t worth the risk, but I knew it was. All we had to do was take out the infected and it would be a gold mine,” he explained. “Even Daniel said it wasn’t worth it so they started moving on, but I knew I had to do it with or without their help.”

“You know I told you not to wander off again,” you said, half-heartedly.

He pursed his lips. “I know. But I did it for you, Y/N. You’ve been feeling sick lately and I just needed to help.”

You felt lightheaded at the gesture, but also panicked at the realization that he really had no idea what was really going on with you. You weren’t sick, you were pregnant. When you were going to tell him was beyond you. All you knew for sure was that he put himself in immense danger to make you feel better and your stomach had butterflies and you were so glad he was okay.

You could feel your pulse racing through your veins as you stepped forward and lightly cupped his cheeks, your skin brushing against the smudged splatters of blood that were beginning to dry. You couldn’t think of anything to say, so you leaned closer to him, gently pressing your lips against his. His hands wandered to your lower back where his thumbs traced circles over the fabric of your sweater.

This was the first time you two had kissed since that night. You pulled back and whispered, “You should probably take a shower.”

“What, do I smell?” he joked.

You scrunched your nose and smiled. “Sorta. You’re also covered in blood.”

“Fair enough.” He quickly pecked your lips once more before reaching for some clean clothes.

You were sure you were blushing as you watched him stroll down the hallway to the bathroom. Once he was out of sight, you walked into your shared room with Alicia. She was sitting on her bunk. Her hair was wet; you assumed she had just cleaned up as well.

“Hey,” you greeted.

She slowly looked over at you. “There’s a pregnancy test in the bathroom trash,” she spoke softly. Your heart sunk and the boat engine started up.

“Oh. Uh, whose do you think it is?” You hoped you sounded convincing.

She sighed. “My mom, most likely. I don’t think she and Travis ever talked about having kids, it can’t be planned. Now isn’t exactly the best time to expand the family tree.”

You nodded in agreement.

The sound of the shower turning on reminded you that the test was still in the trash. You hoped Chris hadn’t seen it, but if he hadn’t then he might see it on his way out.

You were exhausted and petrified, but the adrenaline that shot through your body in that moment made you feel truly alert. “I’ll be right back,” you told Alicia before leaving the room as casually as possible.

The hallway was empty, so you rushed to the bathroom door. You slowly turned the knob, grateful that it was unlocked. You sifted through the trash for a moment and saw it. God, it was so obvious, it was practically right on top. You could only assume he didn’t see it. You weren’t even sure he knew you were in the room. The mirror that you had been staring in that same morning was steaming up, and it brought you back to how normal everything used to be. A soft moan to your side caught your attention. You leaned a little closer. It wasn’t like how the infected sound. In fact, it reminded you of the sounds from that night. And that’s when you realized what he was doing.

Your jaw nearly dropped and you rushed out of there. You took your time closing the door so it didn’t make a loud clicking noise.

“What are you doing?”

You jumped and spun around to see Nick standing in front of you. You hid the pregnancy test, clear as day in your right hand, behind your back and leaned against the wall. “Oh, I was just... I had to take some Tylenol, I have a headache.”

You were lying through your teeth.

He looked skeptical and tilted his head to the side. “Okay. I hope it kicks in soon. You should get some sleep.”

“Thanks.” You speed-walked to your room, quickly rushing over to your bag of clothes, slyly putting the pregnancy test at the bottom. When you stood up, Alicia was curiously watching you. You were holding some sweatpants to change into for the night. Thankfully, she thought nothing of your mildly frantic behavior and she rolled over and faced the wall.

You don’t remember falling asleep, but you think it must have happened as soon as your head touched the pillow. You awoke to light filling the room and your body screaming that it still hadn’t had enough rest. You could take a hint, so you closed your eyes and drifted off again.

The water was seeping into the raft. It would be minutes until it could no longer float. A hand on your knee felt reassuring until you looked down and noticed your basket ball sized stomach. You couldn’t help but start panicking. It was Chris by your side, but you didn’t feel safe anymore. He told you to start pushing. Suddenly Alicia was on your other side, she looked like she had seen a ghost. Keep pushing, Chris was telling you. Nothing was happening. And then you were screaming as you noticed your abdomen being ripped open from the inside. Chris was crying now and Alicia was gone. Maybe she fell into the water? You were sure you only blinked, but now Chris was cradling the baby in his arms. You watched him holding it with such love in his eyes as you drifted in the middle of the sea with a deflating raft. You would have started crying too until you noticed your baby start to decompose as if time was sped up somehow. Chris seemed unbothered as he handed the baby to you. The moment you touched it, it opened it’s eyes. They were yellow. Almost like a glowing yellow. It opened it’s mouth as if it scream and you saw razor sharp teeth right in front of your face-

You woke up in a cold sweat. Whatever your subconscious was trying to tell you, it needed to be quiet. You slowly sat up, wiping beads off sweat of your forehead. That was when the nausea slowly crept up on you. Taking a few deep breaths to relax yourself, you noticed that Alicia wasn’t in her bed so you wondered what time it was.

You decided to take a shower, still feeling a bit sluggish even as you got out and dressed yourself for the day. You assumed everyone was on deck so that’s where you went.

Madison was in the kitchen, holding a glass of water. Ofelia and Alicia were on the couch playing a card game, Nick was watching them.

“Good morning sleepyhead,” Madison said to you. “Nice of you to join us.”

You saw Chris sitting outside with his dad. Your cheeks burned as you remembered kissing him last night and hearing him in the shower.

“You want to play?” Ofelia asked.

You reluctantly agreed, hoping your stomach would settle down.

Strand stopped the boat and Daniel and Nick were fishing off the side, hoping for dinner. Chris had gone downstairs while Madison joined Travis outside. You wanted to follow Chris, but you also didn’t want to be obvious so you stayed where you were.

“Y/N, are you feeling any better today?” Alicia questioned without warning.

Feeling Ofelia staring at you, you gave a quick shrug. “A little, I guess.”

“That’s good.” You noticed Alicia glance outside at her mom and Travis. “Do you think he knows?”

“What?”

“Do you think he knows she’s pregnant?”

Ofelia sat up straighter and you tried to keep your eyes from bugging out of your head.

“What do you mean?” Ofelia asked.

Alicia lowered her voice, even though nobody was around. “I found a pregnancy test in the bathroom last night and I think it’s positive.”

“That’s- You think your mom took it?”

“Yeah. Makes the most sense.”

Ofelia glanced over to see your expression. Luckily you had perfected your poker face.

“I’m going to ask her about it tonight. I’ll probably mention it to Nick before, too,” Alicia started explaining.

There was no way this wouldn’t end in everybody learning the truth, but you were not ready. Not even close.

She continued, “I really can’t believe they would be so reckless. Seriously, how dumb do you have to be to let yourself get knocked up while the world is turning to absolute shit?”

Ouch. That made your eyes start to water a bit.

Ofelia chewed on her bottom lip as if she was in deep thought. She finally spoke, “Hey, maybe you should go ask them about it right now. I mean, the cat’s already halfway out of the bag, right?”

“No,” you quickly interjected. “You should let them talk about it when they’re ready.”

Alicia narrowed her eyes, and you wondered if she could see the pure panic happening inside your mind. “Are you okay?” she asked. Maybe your eyes were watering too much.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” You tried to laugh it off and turned everyone’s attention back to the game. After Alicia won, she went downstairs for a bathroom break. You took the time to clear things up with Ofelia. “Oh my god, she thinks it’s her mom. What the hell do I do?”

“Tell her the truth.”

“No, what do I do besides that?”

“Y/N, that’s all there is to do,” Ofelia said. “The prenatal vitamins are in my room by the way if you ever decide to start taking them which I think you should.”

It took all you had to not burst into tears in that moment. You saw her point. Telling the truth to everybody would be best thing to do. You wouldn’t have to live with the secret anymore and perhaps the adults will be furious and Chris will be taken aback, but maybe it was best if they just knew already.

You took a slow breath. “How do I tell them? How do I tell them without having everyone disappointed in me?”

She grabbed your hand for support. “You just tell them the truth, alright? Everybody here cares for you and they will have no choice but to come to terms with it, okay? And you have me on your side to start.”

“Thank you,” you whispered.

The setting sun cast a pink hue over the skyline and everybody was outside admiring it - except for Travis, who was finishing cleaning up dinner, and Strand, who was in the wheelhouse. You were planning on taking Ofelia’s advice and simply telling everyone, but you needed to tell Chris first.

You stood next to Chris, asking to talk to him in private, and swiftly grabbed his hand and led him past his father and down the steps. Travis watched the two of you disappear downstairs, not knowing what to think. You supposed it didn’t matter if you weren’t being subtle anymore because everyone was going to know what was going on soon enough.

You entered your room and shut the door behind him.

“Okay, what’s going on?” he asked.

Your heart was pounding against your chest as you reached to the bottom of your bag and pulled out the pregnancy test. You gripped it tightly in your hands, feeling like you were going to pass out as you turned around to face him. The fear on your face was unmistakable. You were holding the test close to your chest, almost cradling it.

Chris glanced at your hands. “What’s that?”

You inhaled sharply before finding your voice. “Pregnancy test.”

He shifted uncomfortably on his feet. “What?”

“It’s a pregnancy test,” you said, a little louder with as much confidence as you could muster.

“Why do you have that?” he asked wearily.

Your mouth went dry and your tongue suddenly felt like sandpaper. “Because I took it.”

He didn’t say anything. He just stared at you, eyes growing wider by the seconds.

“It’s positive,” you told him, your nausea feeling worse than before. You looked down at the test in your hands, wanting nothing more than to run upstairs and throw it overboard. You began rambling, “It’s positive, so I-I guess I’m gonna have a baby unless it turns and eats me apart from inside or I die giving birth because that happens sometimes you know. I don’t want it to happen, but it could. It might.”

When you finally looked up at him, he was cautiously taking a few steps toward you. He looked completely panicked. “Uh, I.... Um-”

“I’m sorry,” you uttered before he could get the words out. “I didn’t want to tell you, but I guess you deserve to know and you were going to find out eventually. Please say something.”

“You’re- Can I see that?” he asked softly.

You nodded and showed him the test.

“How do you know it’s positive?”

“’Cause it has the two lines.”

“Holy shit,” he breathed out in absolute shock.

“That’s exactly what I said,” you half-smiled at him, hoping to lighten the mood and break the extreme tension in the room.

After a short silence, he pursed his lips and lowered his voice. “So, this isn’t like a joke? This is real?”

“It’s real, Chris. I wish it wasn’t, but it is.”

He gulped in response.

“You don’t hate me now, do you?”

Out of everything he’s learned in the past minute, that question seemed to take him by the biggest surprise. He quickly shook his head. “No. How could you even ask that, Y/N? I could never hate you. And this is my fault anyway.”

And that was all it took for you to burst into tears. You had a sudden tidal wave of emotions rush through your body and you couldn’t hold it together. He didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you in a tight embrace.

“I’m scared,” you sobbed into his shoulder.

“Me too,” he whispered.

“Dad, Y/N is pregnant. Dad, I got Y/N pregnant. I’m sorry, Dad, I didn’t realize that pulling out was an option.” Chris let out a scoff, “I can’t do this.”

“The first one sounded fine. And you’re not doing it alone, okay? I’ll be there too,” you explained. “I can even be the one to say it.”

He was pacing the room, trying to figure out how to tell his father. You were laying down on your bed, exhausted. You were always tired lately. Probably because your body was overworking itself forming a human.

Sitting down at the edge of the bed, he gently rested his hand on your leg. “Look, you don’t have to be there if you don’t want to. He’s going to be mad.”

“It will be easier if we just tell him together, Chris,” you said.

“But we don’t have to tell him today,” he countered.

“You’re right, we don’t.”

He smiled.

You quickly added, “But we should.”

His smile disappeared. He licked his lips, thinking what to say next. “Once he knows... once everyone knows, everything will be different.”

“Everything is already different,” you whispered.

He looked frightened, but you noticed him try to relax himself. He leaned forward. “I’m sorry,” he said softly before kissing your forehead.

You quickly sat up. “Don’t apologize. Do I want to have a baby? No, not really. But I am. We are. And... we both... It was both of us.”

He let out a slow breath, about to say something. A knock on the door interrupted him and startled you both. “Y/N? Chris?”

It was Travis. Surely he had gotten suspicious of you and Chris running off hand in hand and decided to check in.

You both shared a nervous glance. “It’s open,” you decided to call out. Neither of you bothered to move as the door opened and Travis peeked his head inside.

“Hey,” he greeted. “Everything alright?”

Chris nodded. “Yeah, everything’s fine.”

“Well, everybody is upstairs and I just couldn’t help but notice that you were both in a rush to get down here,” he pointed out, stepping further into the room.

“Uh, yeah. Actually, there’s something we need to tell you,” you stammered.

This caught his attention. He raised his eyebrows and shrugged, “Okay.”

“I feel like you should sit down,” you advised.

A nervous chuckle escaped his lips. “You’re scaring me a little.”

Madison appeared in the doorway behind Travis. Telling them both at the same time would be killing two birds with one stone, but you decided you wanted to tell Alicia at the same time too. So you got to your feet. “We should all go upstairs.”

You could sense the tension as you motioned for Travis and Madison to take a seat on the couch. Chris was simply watching you take control as you walked outside to get Alicia. In doing so, you grabbed the attention of everyone else. And suddenly everybody was sitting inside, even Strand who joined out of curiosity.

He poured a glass of whisky. “Let’s make this quick,” he urged.

You swallowed, squeezed your eyes shut, and took a deep breath to calm your heart rate.

“Okay, um, I’m... I’m pregnant,” you admitted.

Alicia’s eyes widened. She looked... betrayed? You couldn’t tell. And you suddenly felt like crying.

Travis stood up slowly. “Chris?”

“Yeah?” His throat felt dry.

“Is this... A-Are.... Did you... I-”

“It’s mine,” he confirmed.

Nick leaned against the couch and snorted, “Maybe we should look for condoms the next time we go to shore.”

“It’s a little late for that,” you contended.

“How long have you known?” Madison asked. She seemed oddly calm.

“Since yesterday,” you answered.

“You were never sick. You were pregnant,” she realized.

You nodded.

Travis started shaking his head. “No, this has to be a mistake. How can you know?”

“I took a pregnancy test-”

“Where the hell did you get a pregnancy test? I can’t imagine Strand had one lying around on the boat.”

“After everybody left, I went to shore too and found one.”

Chris, who didn’t know that, narrowed his eyes. “You went out there alone?”

“No, I wasn’t alone. Ofelia went with me.”

Daniel looked at his daughter with disapproval and you felt a little bad for ratting her out, but there was no use in lying about it.

“Okay, so you took one test. That doesn’t mean it’s accurate,” Travis exclaimed.

Madison let out a loud, disappointed sigh. “No, she has all the symptoms. I can tell.”

“She’s just a little sick. It’s not-”

“She’s been feeling nauseous, she puked, and she’s always tired.”

Nick absentmindedly chimed in again. “And her boobs are bigger.”

Everybody gave him a glare and he hunched over, presumably understanding that he should stay quiet for now.

“Travis, I’ve been through it. I know,” Madison told him.

“And you’re okay with this?” he nearly shouted.

That was when Madison angrily stood up. “No, I’m not okay with this. Not at all. But there’s nothing we can do about it.”

“Dad, I’m sorry,” Chris mumbled.

“Hey, I don’t want to hear it right now, Chris. Do you even realize what you’ve done?”

You stepped closer to Chris defensively, clinging onto his arm. “Don’t be mad at him.”

“He got you pregnant, Y/N.”

“You’re really going to make me say it? It takes two to tango,” you replied angrily.

“I, um.... I just need to think.” Travis sighed and walked outside dramatically.

“So, are we going to have to listen to a screaming baby on board?” Strand wondered, prompting another sip of his drink.

You felt defeated. You truly expected Travis to handle it better. He always seemed like the reasonable and rational one. But, perhaps finding out he’s going to be a grandfather was enough for him to not be able to remain stable.

You frowned and made awkward eye contact with Alicia for a moment, who quickly got to her feet and rushed down the stairs.

“I imagined this going better,” you whispered to Chris. He simply placed a kiss on your temple to comfort you.

#lowkey i went off #fear the walking dead #fear twd imagine #ftwd imagine #ftwd imagines #chris manawa #chris manawa imagine #chris manawa x reader #reader insert #ftwd x reader #ftwd #imagines

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trinkets-and-spirits · 7 years ago

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Gettin’ to Know Me. 😉

Rules: Tag 5 witches you wish to get to know better. Repost—do not reblog.

How old are you? — 16. Whoa, shocking, right?

What do you go by? — Free, or Eph. I’m cool with either one.

How long have you been practising witchcraft? — I started practising witchcraft in February 2017, so a little under one year. However, I’ve been a strong believer of the Pagan Paths for a little while longer; as I’ve been following Norse Paganism since March 2016, but I’ve only recently started witchcraft. c:

What type of witchcraft do you specialise in? — Hmm, I’d probably say Hedge Witchcraft & Divination; as my path was built up onto the Hedge after I kept experiencing over-exposure to the other side, and I wanted to learn how to keep myself from being scared upon waking up & seeing the dead in my room. And divination, I’ve always been the sort to experience very specific Deja vu whilst asleep or lost in thought; but I never remembered it until doing the act, as any sorta typical Deja vu moment would do, until I had a very specific thought about one of my best friends—and low & behold, she experienced the thought detail for detail only a week or two later. So! Instead of freaking out alone, I took it upon myself to learn the beautiful art of divination; specifically dream & tarot. c:

What aspect of witchcraft are you best at? — Well, as stated above; I have an uncanny amount of luck with Hedge Witchcraft & Divination. However, I’ve noticed that I’m specifically fortunate with blessings; sigils; and warding magick. Crystals and anything to do with accent herbs or plants, too. I dunno, honestly.

What is a big goal you are working towards/have already achieved? — Hmm, I guess my big goal is to learn as much about witchcraft and the different paths that I can; for personal benefit, and to help teach others about the craft. And I’m not being specific about new/baby witchlings out there; I want to be able to express knowledge to those who are a little bit sceptical, or towards those who downright hate on witchcraft & practitioners, due to the old stories of Salem. Not that I believe that my word alone will change their frightened minds, but still! I’d love to learn all about witchcraft, because I find it interesting; and want to. c:

Who do you worship? If you worship anyone at all? — Well, I follow Norse & Celtic Paganism; though I do happen to follow Norse Paganism, predominantly, and I do believe in each & every single God/Goddess/Other of both religions. However, I tend to sit beneath Loki’s Hearth; and focus & follow on his teaching.

What’s your aesthetic? — Nature; trees, forest wildlife, owls, mountains, lakes. Although I’m a big fan of cemeteries & graveyards, too! I love reblogging scenes from cemeteries, or of singular graves in a beautiful scenery, or something! :3

What are some of your favourite smells? — Hmm...I really love the smell of firewood being burnt; or coal fires; or log burners. It just has one of those smells to it that makes me feel all happy & cosy, and I love passing by fields where the farmers are burning wood, or houses where someone has a fire going. Like yas.

Do you collect anything? — Jars, books, crystals, jewellery, owl ornaments, and plants. Although! I’ve recently started working on building a bone collection, for different practises that I have yet to dabble with directly, because...bones! c:

What are your favourite tools of witchcraft? — Crystals, tarot cards, sigils, and herbs. Sea salt mixed with some water is also a favourite, and incense! c:

What’s a non-witchcraft pet peeve of yours? — Noisy eaters, or people moving my shit two inches to the side. Like, you’re ruining my aesthetic, stop it. Or, people who are just loud for no fucking reason; which makes it difficult to live in a bungalow with my mother...because she does all of these things. -_-

What’s a witchcraft pet peeve? — Well, I know I’m gonna get a lot of hate for this one: but I really hate the witches who try to make white witches feel like scum, in comparison to POC witches. I’m not talking about the witches who try to give everyone a fair chance to be recognised; and that book document going about where only POC witches are allowed to add their spells? I think that’s gr8. However, there’re certain witches on this site who behave as though white witches should be throwing down their hats, and proclaiming they’re bad people; specifically because of their skin tone—not because of anything they have very specific control over, like an argument that took a turn b/c they chose to let it. :/

Like, I’m sorry to all those tumblr witches who think that white people should be treated like scum, because our ancestors (and present assholes) treated POC like scum; but I don’t agree with you. And I’m not a straight white cis girl who is racist & privileged, so the fuck outta here with those anon hate comments; I’m fully for #BlackLivesMatter & the support for POC that has been rocketing recently, but I just don’t agree with the treatment that y’all are giving white folk. I mean, I’ve seen literal posts where witches are demanding that their followers don’t buy from small businesses (such as those on Etsy, etc.) if they’re run by white people, because “POC are more important.” Like sure, Barbara; but deliberately attempting to ruin people’s passions? That’s not a way to help the movement for equality go forwards; it’s discriminative in it’s own way, ya walnut.

Sorry, I went off on a rant. xD But might as well be detailed, so that I have something to reference, when all of the haters come & claim that I was shoving my opinion down their throats. I hope I was respectful as possible with my opinion, bc I honestly know that a lot of witches I follow are cool beans about white people & such; or at least don’t flat out try to run people outta business, and I really just wanted to state my opinion that my biggest pet peeves are the witches who try to ruin lives and slap “POC” onto it to make it seem justified. c:

Good advice not relating to witchcraft that you can give? — Okay, so there’s this Welsh folktale that I’ve been told since I was a little girl; called Gelert. It’s a very fascinating story, and I would recommend anyone to go read it, tbh. Anyway, it’s a story about this loyal dog to the Prince Llewellyn; who protects the Prince’s baby from a wolf that has been terrorising the countryside for the past couple of months, whilst his beloved owner is out hunting for the same creature. Llewellyn returns; and sees the room of his baby destroyed, blood on the blanket that had been in the crib, the baby missing—and Gelert laying on the floor, soaked with blood. Immediately, Llewellyn loses his shit & decapitates Gelert, without taking a moment to look around; and then...he hears his baby crying. He rounds the side of the tipped over crib, and finds his kid; and the body of a wolf mangled to pieces, and Llewellyn realises his mistake of decapitating Gelert, but now it’s too late, and his mistakes haunt him for the rest of his days. He buried his most trustworthy companion, and placed a stone on his grave, and blah blah.

Anyway, my advice is to keep a level head in situations that you might find emotionally distressful. Don’t act on your first emotion, because you might end up causing more hurt than relief. Look at the situation; look at every possible angle, and once you’ve done that, make a decision that will benefit everyone. c:

Do you have any good advice pertaining to witchcraft that you can give?— Not really. The only advice I can hand is to question everything; never give up on researching things, even if you stumble across a blog that seems to be legit AF with their fancy spells & recipes, always double check; always triple check; check until you’re 100% certain that the magic you’re thinking of performing isn’t harmful towards you or your surroundings. Also, don’t allow others to declare to you what makes a real witch, or any of that shit; we’re all individuals—so own it.

Do you have a familiar? — Yes, I do! n w n My deceased cat was my beloved familiar when he was alive, and it would seem that he’s not straying too far into the afterlife, as he is often with me in both energies & spirit; I’ve bumped into him on the other side, too. He’s such a brilliant cat, and I’m so blessed to have him as my familiar; he’s always there for me, and offers me guidance & protection. c:

Altar? — Not yet! Since I recently moved from my old house, I had to take down the starts of my altar back there, and I haven’t had time to start building it up. ; - ; However, I’m planning to start building it up over the Christmas break, because I feel unsettled without a visible representation of my worship in my bedroom. :c

I was tagged by @insert-a-catchy-name-here — thank you for tagging me, dear!

In turn, I’ll tag the following people — @lunaesteria, @eyeliner-of-cups, @orriculum, @onyxmagik, and @maddiviner...because y’all are honestly the only blog names I remember straight off the top of my head. xD Plus, I do wanna see this lil tag catch on, because I think it’s pretty sweet. c: x

#witchcraft #get to know me #get to know the witch #somewhat personal #there's an unpopular opinion thrown in there somewhere #you have been warned

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arsxnalroyarchive-blog · 7 years ago

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Roy Harper-Todd // Sunday Surprise

facts + info about the ONE, the ONLY roy harper-todd.

ORIGINS & FAMILY:

Name: Roy William Harper-Todd

Nickname: Roy Boy

Reason for name: It happened in high school and Roy refers to himself as it sometimes and it caught on w/ a few people

Birthday: November 1st

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Place of birth: Window Rock, AZ

Places lived since: Star City, CA

Parents’ names, backgrounds, occupations: Roy Harper Sr. ( Park Ranger, deceased ). Mary Harper Cordelia Warren ( Double Agent, deceased ). Brave Bow ( Navajo Chief, deceased ). Oliver Queen ( Businessman. Green Arrow. Alive ).

Number of siblings: 2 ( Mia Dearden & Connor Hawke )

Relationship with family (close? estranged?): He was very close to his birth father until he died when Roy was five. Roy never knew his mother until she appeared months ago only to shoot him. He was also extremely close to Brave Bow up until his death 3 years ago. His relationship with the ‘Arrow Fam’ is extremely estranged but they’re working on it.

Happiest memory: Roy’s dad letting him wear his park ranger hat on ‘bring your child to work day’

Childhood trauma: His father dying while saving the Navajo tribe from a fire

Children of his/her own?: Not yet.

If so, relationship with their mother/father?:

Age he/she gave birth/became a father:

PHYSICAL

Height: 5′11

Weight: 195 lbs.

Build: Extremely muscular, mostly in his arms because of archery

Nationality: American

Disabilities (physical or mental, including mental illnesses): none

Complexion (freckles, acne, skin tone, birth marks): He’s got pretty light skin, though there are several tan lines all over his body. A few freckles splattered on his face

Face shape: Oval

Distinguishing facial features: strong jawline

Hair color: RED

Usual hair style: IMAGE. He typically prefers to grow it out super long up until Jason makes him cut it.

Eye color: Green

Glasses? Contacts?: neither

Style of dress/typical outfit(s): Muscle tanks, jeans, & his blue hat for his casual wear. He’ll dress up for work at CBI and for formal events

Typical style of shoes: flip flops are always his go to

Health (is this person usually sick? or very resilient?): Now it’s getting better. He used to have a shitty immune system while hooked on drugs but it seemed to work back up over the months.

Grooming (does she/he wear makeup? shower daily? wear only clean clothes? pluck her eyebrows?): he doesn’t shower daily, but a couple times a week. doesn’t cut his hair until jason forces him. he does wear cologne.

Jewelry? Tattoos? Piercings?: THESE are on both his arms. THIS is on his left rib with Jason’s initials signed under it. He also has JHT on his left wrist.

Accent?: American

Unique mannerisms/physical habits (bites nails, talks with hands, taps feet when restless): He is always running a hand through his hair, regardless of when it’s short or long. It’s a nervous habit but he also just does it sometimes.

Athletic?: Extremely so. He goes to the gym at least four times a week.

INTELLECT

Level of education (high school drop out, undergrad BA/BS, PhD, MD, etc.): Dropped out of high school during his senior year to become Speedy. Though he had great grades in all his classes.

Level of self esteem: Roy likes to think he’s confident, but he does get put into instances where he doesn’t feel like it. On average it’s about a 7/10.

Gifts/talents: AMAZING at archery-- like one of the best ok I can’t stress enough how good he is at what he does. Also A1 at cooking & fixing up houses.

Shortcomings: the only movies he’s seen start to finish are the Indiana Jones movies & spin offs. Everything else he has fallen asleep during at some point.

Style of speech (loud, mumbler, articulate, etc.): He mumbles a lot and sometimes talks fast-- seems almost jittery.

“Left brain” or “right brain” thinker?: right brain. he is definitely a visual person and uses non-verbal cues when figuring out how to comfort or approach someone. roy is all about body language.

Artistic?: he can barely draw a stick figure tbh

Mathematical?: sort of? he knows enough to make all his trick arrows and other inventions but he’s not going crazy.

Makes decisions based mostly on emotions, or on logic?: EMOTIONS.

Neuroses: none

Life philosophy: “To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.” -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Religious stance: nothing was ever really pressed upon him. Though he does have a lot of knowledge on the Navajo religion & how they express it due to his time when he lived on the reservation.

Cautious or daring?: Daring to himself, cautious for those he loves.

Most sensitive about/vulnerable to: he’s really sensitive about Jason. like if anyone brings him up you can either make roy go so soft but if you threaten jason, you’ll see roy’s ugly side.

Optimist or pessimist?: Little bit of both. He can be either depending on the people he’s with. He can counter anyone’s pessimism with optimism and vice versa.

Extrovert or introvert?: happily on the middle

Level of comfort with technology: i’m gonna say 9/10. considering if he can’t hack into a system he just hits it and somehow it works.

RELATIONSHIPS

Current marital/relationship status: MARRIED AF

Sexual orientation: bisexual

Past relationships: He’s had plenty flings in high school--- he dated a blonde detective for three years up until about 10 months ago.

Primary reason for being broken up with: He’s only had one serious relationship before Jason and he was the one to break that off.

Primary reasons for breaking up with people: Roy left for Bolivia for three months so he called things off with the girl.

Level of sexual experience: Uhm.... a lot. Every day. rip

Story of first kiss (if any—if not, how does he/she want it to happen?): He was probably 15 years old and took a girl to their sophomore homecoming dance and awe yeah cute nervous Roy.

Story of loss of virginity (if any—if not, how does he/she want it to happen, if at all?): Senior year. Back of the truck he STILL HAS TO THIS DAY.

A social person? (popular, loner, some close friends, makes friends and then quickly drops them): Roy used to have a wide circle of friends. He still does but he doesn’t hang out with them too often. But if anyone ever needs a favor, Roy is there ASAP

Most comfortable around (person): Jason Peter Harper-Todd

Oldest friend: Dick Grayson

How does he/she think others perceive him/her?: As some goofy, ex-junkie who doesn’t know shit about shit and that he’s only good at shooting arrows.

How do others actually perceive him/her?: That this babe is hot af & smart af. he’s so good w/ mechanics & most technology. expert marksman. NEVER MISSES. he’s so funny and loyal and a gr10 person to have on your side

VOCATION

Profession: Head of Youth Cases at CBI ( Central Bureau of Intelligence )

Past occupations: Oliver Queen’s side kick

Passions: Archery, fixing cars, singing, loving Jason

Attitude towards current job: it gets him money tbh that’s all he wants

Attitude towards current coworkers, bosses, employees: Vasquez is literally always pregnant. Smith never shows up. Carter sweats too much. Gomez is alright. and Quinzel is pretty nice. His boss, Sarge Steel, has been flirting with him since he took over and Roy’s awkward af

Salary: $ 125,345 a year

SECRETS

Phobias: MONOPHOBIA- an acute fear of being alone and having to cope without a specific person, or perhaps any person, in close proximity. This 'closeness' might mean in the same house or flat or even in the same room.

Life goals: To have a happy family in a big house with a huge yard for everyone to play in.

Dreams: That he can be half as good a man and father as his dad was.

Greatest fears: Falling back into a spiral and resorting to drugs

Most ashamed of: His history of drug usage

Most embarrassing thing ever to happen to him/her: He was testing a grapple hook arrow and fell flat on his face.

Obsessions: indiana jones & stir fry

Secret hobbies: he can sing karaoke real fckn good LOOK

Secret skills: singing tbh. also lowkey a tech nerd and can hack p well

Crimes committed (and was he/she caught? charged?): Dealing drugs, caught several times.. He’s gotten a lil too involved w/ foreign affairs but never caught.

What he/she most wants to change about his/her current life: He wants to not have his boring desk job and really wants to go out as Arsenal again.

What he/she most wants to change about his/her physical appearance: Roy’s highkey full of himself so nothing oop

DETAILS/QUIRKS

Daily routine: Get up, shower, get dressed, eat breakfast, go to work, go to the gym?, come home, cuddle w/ jay, eat dinner, more cuddles, bed time.

Night owl or early bird?: neither. roy thrives in the afternoon. he sleeps late & goes to bed early

Light or heavy sleeper?: HEAVY. he sleeps through anything & everything

Favorite food: Anything w/ eggs in spite of Jason

Least favorite food: broccoli. especially uncooked.

Favorite book: The Scott Pilgrim series

Least favorite book: he hasn’t read anything besides Scott Pilgrim so idek

Favorite movie: Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom

Least favorite movie: he doesn’t rlly have one

Favorite song: El Scorcho- Weezer

Least favorite song: Look What You Made Me Do- Taylor Swift

Coffee or tea?: ENERGY DRINKS

Crunchy or smooth peanut butter?: smooth

Type of car he/she drives (or wishes he/she drove): 1963 red Chevy Stepside

Lefty or righty?: righty

Favorite color: RED

Cusser?: oh yeah

Smoker? Drinker? Drug user?: ex-smoker/drug user

Biggest regret: Not admitting his feelings sooner

Pets?: two pups; Scooby & Atticus

#starcinspo

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guiltsworn-a · 6 years ago

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CHARACTER SHEET.

BASICS.

FULL NAME : victor conley PRONUNCIATION : i dont know how to do these its victor conley JGHJKDL NICKNAME : vic, or none besides what characters give him in interactions GENDER : cis man HEIGHT : 6′0 AGE : 26 ZODIAC : cancer SPOKEN LANGUAGES : common or w/e, very very very little alienage-plucked elvhen

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS.

HAIR COLOUR : dark brown, nearly black EYE COLOUR : also dark brown SKIN TONE : Deeply tanned, sometimes with a somewhat sickly undertone BODY TYPE : i don’t know the fancy terms but like? average? not quite built how you’d expect a rogue to be, a lil lankier than that ACCENT : sera Lite(TM) / a cockney sort of thing, if you will DOMINANT HAND : right POSTURE : Bad, constantly slouching, never sitting straight OR still TATTOOS : DEBATE but i usually say he has a lil tattoo on his wrist of his mother’s death date in whatever date system each verse uses MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE : uhhh messy? or that he’s always wearin a long coat

CHILDHOOD.

PLACE OF BIRTH : denerim, ferelden HOMETOWN : denerim’s alienage BIRTH WEIGHT : dont matter BIRTH HEIGHT : dont matter MANNER OF BIRTH : natural FIRST WORDS : probs smth cliche like ‘mama’ SIBLINGS : none PARENTS : jodi ( mother, deceased ) walter conley ( father, fucked off somewhere ) PARENTAL INVOLVEMENT : while dear old walt vanished into thin air the minute jodi’s pregnancy was revealed to him, never to return ; jodi was always there for vic, caring for him, making sure he was happy and as comfortable as she could make him in their situation. even when he was in the Height of his crime years, she was rather loyal to him and hopeful, hopeful he’d turn things around and she’d be there to help him with it. there was never a day mom wasn’t smiling, fiddling with flowers around the house, or reading a book to him since he was too twitchy to read them himself.

ADULT LIFE.

OCCUPATION : dumbass thief, amos’ lackey, deadbeat, inquisition scout CURRENT RESIDENCE : skyhold CLOSE FRIENDS : the people he meets in the inquisition RELATIONSHIP STATUS : interaction dependent, default being single and sleeping around FINANCIAL CLASS : low/poverty, relying on theft usually to pay for everything DRIVER’S LICENSE : bis cant drive CRIMINAL RECORD : decently sized, and would be FAR more extensive if he got caught, which he usually doesn’t ‘ VICES ’ : everything, my guy. crime, alcohol, drugs, etc.

SEX AND ROMANCE.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION : bisexual ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : biromantic PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE : submissive / dominant / switch / unknown PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE : submissive / dominant / switch / sex repulsed LIBIDO : its high TURN ON’S : god literally anything but honest to god love rly does it for him any romantic moment could be flipped into a lil more at any given opportunity bc he gets overwhelmed KJGHFJDK TURN OFF’S : NOT MUCH, FRIENDS, but if withdrawals/cravings are Especially bad that might distract him out of it LOVE LANGUAGE : touch he thrives through holding and being held, being close, playing with hair, running fingers over skin, kissing often and everywhere, sitting in laps, etc RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES : clingy, very domestic with Everything, like reading together or always bringing an extra cup of tea / bowl of food / whatever for a lover when he gets one for himself, protective and willing to throw away his cowardly nature to defend someone, even if they dont Need defending

MISCELLANEOUS.

CHARACTER THEME SONG : only ONE? bruh... liability by raleigh ritchie HOBBIES TO PASS THE TIME : mostly drinking, pranking and joking around, searching for cats, gambling, MENTAL ILLNESS : depression, anxiety, substance abuse, adhd fits here too i believe PHYSICAL ILLNESS : nothing too noteworthy, but due to his substance abuse he’s a bit frail in build, not the strongest lad, and his lung capacity isn’t the greatest LEFT OR RIGHT BRAINED ? : mostly right FEARS : losing people, being alone, failing, falling back into who he was, templars, many many things SELF CONFIDENCE LEVEL : nonexistent he hates himself and there is an entire in depth headcanon post about how much he does kjfhgjfkdejh though he presents as Incredibly confident, a fun lil act VULNERABILITIES : talk abt family/his mother, also he’s very trusting and caring, therefor easy to hurt and manipulate

TAGGED BY : @fantomese thank u angel of music TAGGING : like everyone has done this so as always, friends who Haven’t

#( * HEADCANONS ╱ what a year long headache does to you. )#dont ask i made that icon today and haven't stopped giggling at it #i dont think i've ever so much as mentioned dad conleys name on this blog :3c #vic may not know walt but I Do.#tag games #long post #tw: drug mention

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tumblunni · 7 years ago

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Bunni continues to play Richard And Alice! Random thoughts and stuff!

* I’m really not good at point and click advantures, so i dunno if my opinion is very valuable, but this one just seems... not good, gameplay-wise. The sections are all different lengths and difficulty levels in each chapter, and not in a fitting way. Like so far the only one where I had to combine two items was the first chapter, it took me ages to figure out what the game wanted me to do with the bedsheets. And then the second chapter had like zero point and click at all, you just had to find one toy brick and stick it to block one hole, then it was just story cutscenes. And now in chapter three we have a suddenly huge snowfield to explore with your painfully slow walk speed, yet there’s only like one thing you need to find and just... I’m getting surprisingly anxious worrying if I missed something cos i only found that one thing! There was a whole section i didnt explore cos i didnt realise you couldnt go back outside after you managed to open the door. And what was with the misdirect of Alice saying ‘maybe i can reach this window if i have something to stand on’ and then instead she just shot off the lock on the door? Does that mean there were multiple solutions to this puzzle and thats why the place was so huge?

* Anyway, the story continues to be intriguingly good! I continue to be really engaged in poor Alice’s journey through this post apocolyptic snow world with her lil son, and I continue to be really worried what happened to that son, since this is a flashback and Alice met Richard alone... Also I like the continuity that Barney is continuing to talk about the close call they had last time with a monsterous bastard who kidnapped them. This poor lil 7 year old is struggling to keep up and struggling to keep smiling so his mum won’t be sad, and its just SO COLD and he doesnt understand why they left ‘the safe house’ because he doesnt understand they were prisoners there. And god, its so sad cos you can understand how Alice might be getting frustrated with him, and you can understand that she KNOWS she’s being irrational, but she’s just so scared that she sucks at keeping up a brave face for her kid. But I think she’s doing a great job, she’s way more of a badass survivor than anyone else would have been in this situation! And Barney is being incredibly good too, he’s being really patient and obedient to his mum and he’s a really considerate kid, he gave his mum his toy car cos she was getting sad remembering when her husband was alive and they used to ‘go on adventures’. (”But we’re on an adventure now, mummy!”)

* And MAN I am REALLY WORRIED for this poor kid, he’s been showing signs of getting sick as they were travelling the snowy wasteland and I hope they can at least get a break now they’ve found this abandoned house to sleep in. BUT NOPE! Alice finds mysterious scary notes with some sort of log of... people...? It definately doesnt feel like just someone recording visitors or survivors they met, its got a weird sort of... priorities, to what was written down. ‘Fem. caucasian. 20s. Compliant. 65lbs.’ And then what struck me as especially weird was that someone would classify a kid as ‘Female. age 7. 21 lbs’ instead of like.. actually writing that it was a kid. This is someone seeing these people as.. merchandise. You never really get an answer in this chapter but I think it’s someone who was offering survivors fake shelter and then cannibalising them T_T The chapter just ends with Alice finding an ambiguously scary room with a bloodstain, but this is the only shelter they have, so all she can do is lock the door again so her kid doesn’t see, and barricade the front door in case this cannibal cult comes back for their home base... *shudder*

* But also seriously, why did I collect like five other red herring letters as well as the cannibal one? And a rusty saw and ammo for a different gun. Was that JUST red herrings or did I miss an optional puzzle?

* Its actually a weird relief to get back out of the flashback and back to our slightly-less-horrible horrible situation in present times. Sure, Alice and Richard are locked in prison, but in this apocolyptic scenario its a relief to be somewhere where you get daily food and working electricity. There’s even a tv that only sometimes doesnt work! And they have each other, and they’re building up a nice friendship now, and it just feels quite optimistic. Richard’s even getting a bit of a crush on Alice, even though the attempts at flirting between the two of them are failing horribly cos they’re both total goobers. i dunno, if they do get together in the end, I totally wouldnt mind it! I dont think its really necessary though.

* Aww but the more we learn about everyone’s backstory, the more I really wanna hug em! We still dont know very much about Richard, but we’ve learned now that he had an ‘average childhood’, at least, by his definition. And he lived in some sort of small country town, and he joined the army in order to see more of the world. But it went really badly and he got sent to prison for rebelling against a superior officer who made a clearly immoral order. JUSTICE FOR RICHARD, GRARR!! And then Alice continues to be way more well developed and interesting, even though I do still feel sympathetic for richard, yknow. Just a lil frustrated that it took us so long to even hear that lil bit about him, when he’s supposed to be the ‘main character’. Seriously he seems like just a framing device for us to talk to alice and see her flashbacks! Anyway, now we’ve learned that Alice didn’t have much of a childhood, because she was hospitalized for a long time. And she talks about how she felt like a burden and felt suicidal and how she never even got to make any friends til she grew up and became a lil more healthy, and then she sorta ended up in an unplanned pregnancy with the first man she ever dated, and never had a chance to pursue her dream career and just... wow Alice dear god, someone up there in the heavens hates you! God, I hope this game has an actual happy ending, please! And also it makes me EVEN MORE WORRIED about what happened to her kid, now im starting to worry if maybe he inherited her childhood disease and like.. it only first started manifesting during the apocolypse and she wasnt able to find a doctor in time.. or something... MAN THIS GAME IS GIVING ME A MILLION WAYS THIS SWEET BOY COULD DIE

* Oh but one random complaint... much as I care about Barney, he kinda isnt a very well written character. They fall into a lot of super outdated ‘fake movieverse child’ cliches instead of like.. bothering to listen to what actual kids talk like. He’s always using that fake cutesy talk like ‘i made you a waffle but i eated it’. Its rather jarring! ...but still I WILL DEFEND MY VIRTUAL SON FOREVER dont you dare kill him off just because his dialogue is poorly informalized!

* The next chapter is kinda boring, its not really even a chapter but just an intermission to show us some more gameplay and nothing else. Richard and Alice do nothing but have an awkward fetch quest to find enough stuff to make a pole to reach the termostat outside the jail cell, and then after all that it ends up failing anyway. I guess at least we do get a bit of character development cos we get to see them both frustrated and having a bit of an argument, then making up again, and etc. But meh, bring on the next actual plot flashback!

* “Why does Daddy live in the ground?”

* thats it im done this is how bunni is slain fucking hell

* god, I dunno if I made the right choice but I chose to be honest with the kid and try and explain what death is. I got to hear the backstory of how the dad died, so i THINk that was the right choice? It seems he died back when barney was too young to even really know him. It was at the start of the apocolypse and the family was doing semi okay living in a shared shelter with a bunch of other people. But then it was the start of government aid breaking down and society crumbling, and a gang stole the last food ration pack from them and the dad thought he could reason with them. And its just so sad cos Alice is thinking of all the ways it could have been prevented! ‘We’ve gotten used to surviving with less now, what if we’d just let that food go? we could have lasted’ And what if they’d shot first and asked questions later, instead of trying to be diplomatic. And apparantly back then things were a little less abd so there actually was a trader they could have got more food from, but resources were limited so they decided it wasnt worth it at the time. And the after the gang killed the dad and some of the other leaders of the shelter group, it seems like things just collapsed in a power struggle and thats how Alice ended up alone... And you just have this sad sidequest to gather flowers for his grave and then Barney is all ‘i dont really know him and i dont understand so i feel bad that i cant cry’ and then he’s asking if dead people can hear you from down in the ground. And I picked being honest again, and Alice didnt say yes or no, she just admitted that nobody really knows what happens after you die, and you have to choose what you want to believe. So Barney chooses to try and tell his dad about how they’re having a good day playing in the snow on this adventure, and Alice tells him that Barney’s grown up so big and strong, and Barney says ‘Yeah! Strong like a lion! Or you, daddy!’ and BUNNI’S SOUL SHATTERS INTO A MILLION PIECES

* i am gone i am deceased at this deceaseness aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

* And there’s like an optional note you can find that tells the story about some unnamed kid who was living alone with their friend Lucy and they were trying to survive without any adults to help, and its all SCARILY VAGUE and I hope we get to learn more about them later cos it just says how the same gang who killed the dad was just.. ominously circling around the area and Lucy was acting weird and then dissappeared, with a letter saying she chose to leave for [insert name of far away settlement here] but it was really suspicious and the unnamed kid thinks that the gang was threatening lucy and they must have kidnapped her and faked this note and then the diary just ENDS it just ends with the kid talking about how much they love lucy and cant live without her and we dont know if they found her or if she even really was kidnapped?? ITS SO VAGUE! its so vague that honestly im only just assuming the diary writer was a kid too, i mean maybe they were lucy’s parent or sibling or something? or maybe both them and lucy are older? but the way it was written sounded like they were like early high schoolers or something (then again this game is bad at writing kid characters so maybe not) I MOURN FOR YOU, UNNAMED DIARY PERSON AND LUCY OF MYSTERY

* OH GOD DOOM when it went back to modern day, now its got all mysterious and weird and sad too, AAAARRRGH the heroes are still in prison, but the guards have stopped coming to their cell and theyre stuck here scared and worrying and you dont know if the obvious has actually happened... i mean maybe the prison has been abandoned or everyone died and now they’re stuck here locked in their cell and AAAA eventually the cold will start seeping in and kill them too and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

* okay im gonna go get back to playing this game

#bunni plays richard and alice

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Oh no we haven't even talked expectations...

Well, it's Dabb, and despite spending hiatus working through the apocalpyse arc and season 6 and therefore picking up mooost of the weirder episodes with his name on (oh dear, still got Becky to come) his later episodes are all like, islands among nonsense at times and I still trust him despite the ridiculousness of the plot twists this season. Normally he seems to act like clean up crew to Buckleming but he IS steering the boat now so he's cleaning up something HE was in charge of... :P Also a brave decision to sneak in an episode in the middle of the season - though Carver had other engagements while Dabb, like Gamble and Kripke, appears to have nothing else going on in his life except Supernatural so can spare the time to write an episode I guess :P

(Seriously, look him up on IMDB)

Anyway. I'm expecting a good, inoffensive episode by someone who loves the show, and will maybe let us in a bit on where he thinks he's going. Pre-episode interviews stressed clearing up Lucifer to get back to the BMoL stuff, which I think is wise. These are all very human power structures as the enemy now, whether it's the govt. stuff, or the secret magical society on their asses, and honorary Winchester, Cas, is probably in the most danger from them. I keep having flashbacks to that bit in Splash where they have the poor mermaid in a tank, which I am assuming is what the BMoL would do if they got their hands on an angel.

Let Cas return to the sea :<

I am also very tired and have migraine blech bisecting my vision so there's a good start

The recap basically tells us nothing exciting with the editing. Season 12 so far happened. I can't identify the song. Moving on :P

I like the menu next to Mary says "FREE* Coffee refills!" - Freedom is in trouble here :P

I hope this is the "I'm scared and alone - can you come get me mom?" phonecall from Cas

Well it's Cas...

I really don't understand this vs the promo because Cas appears not to have been waiting for like, six weeks or whatever. He's still standing at the motel where everything went pear shaped. He sounds suitably distressed for "it's been fifteen minutes and I'm sort of concerned" - I love that Cas stammering over it is immediately showing he's really out of his depth. He's been faking it all season but he's as messed up as ever and he doesn't have answers here. This is such a messed up situation and he doesn't know what to do, and he immediately starts to fall apart a bit.

This IS a much better opening than I was expecting because I was bracing myself for the 6 weeks passing bullshit forgetting Cas and Mary exist, and leaping right in with Sam and Dean until like, 15 minutes into the episode. So I have to award a few points right away for that, and I'm starting to think I have been emotionally injured by Carver era despite thinking I was doing very well to stay afloat above the deep seas of Cas bitterness :P Got to remember that Dabb loves Cas. I'll get a tattoo or something.

If this means a horrible time passing montage with Cas & Mary in a lil bit I'm not sure I can hack it :P

Bonus thought - this puts Cas and Mary first, who of course have been on the same emotional arc all season and is now throwing them at the same problem, they can deal with together, so from the moment Cas catches Mary up to all the plot nonsense she's missed, they're running absolutely parallel, so the compare and contrast will be delicious. They've only had a couple of meaningful conversations so working on their dynamic will be really interesting. Opening the episode like this prioritises them by stopping them from being lost in what will assumedly take up more of the story's emotional energy in the Sam n Dean stuff, as well as giving us a pre-emptive reminder that they're the family out there who will be looking for Sam and Dean - and the family that Sam and Dean will be missing in turn.

"Sam and Dean Winchester attempted to kill the President of the United States." "... oh. ... Do we know why?"

Pfft.

Hey if you can't laugh about it you're not enjoying making the show any more.

I know this guy from the promo last night is the one who sticks Sam n Dean in isolation, but the scariness is yet to be sold on us. Immediate impression from that little exchange, is he's a guy with folders on his desk catching himself up (so not an enemy like Victor was back in season 2/3, or Toni was with her moodboard about them, or any other villains who already knew and were out to get them) and therefore he's got a certain "just doing my job" guy who sits at a desk vibe, which is exactly how they introduced Zach to us in 4x17 by showing him in the office heirarchy before the Heaven one... As it is in Heaven... I'm guessing these are the muggle versions of the angels, especially since they're all wearing suits and stuff, and are the behind the scenes, very powerful desk-sitters like Zach or Naomi would have been to Michael, so this guy and the secret service dude are to the President. Zach told us his greatest reason they should be scared of him is because he was petty, not because he was powerful, and when it comes to due process, pissing off the people in charge and inspiring them to be mean to you as petty retaliation is a great way to ruin your own week :P

(Sam and Dean have the advantage they are being held unjustly and genuinely did not try to kill the President, but this also works against them because in this society the very fact of being held by Muggles over a supernatural misunderstanding is a problem. They can't explain WHY they were there and generally all round they have an impossible situation because of their job vs what the rest of the world thinks. Of course secret service dude has been told by Lucifer they're religious whackjobs who thought Prezifer was, hahaha, possessed by Lucifer. Throw in years of issues with law enforcement, not being believed, and how they were raised to behave towards the law and in self-preservation or for protecting the family/their secrets, Sam and Dean have it hammered into them not to talk. Only something like ghost attacks or demons possessing their pursuer have cleared up this problem before - if they can't demonstrate that the supernatural is a real problem and they deal with it, they have NO story whatsoever. I might be wrong and Dabb has something great to pull out of his sleeve, for them to explain away what they're doing, but I'm guessing their silence when questioned really says it all... or not. :P)

"Quiet types. Okay."

hehehe them saying Mary is deceased. Oh boy you're wrong there - I hope it comes back to bite them, as it did the BMoL earlier this season. No one expects the Spanish Inquisition!

Listing their family as Sam n Dean, Mary and John also has a weird imbalance that 3 of those are alive, but the 4th is now Cas, nominally a 3rd brother, and being also unknown to the authorities (while the BMoL had "Cassiel" on the board because they can allow for angels to exist)... I guess he flies even lower on the radar.

I would be quite amused if they had random security footage and "known associates - Jimmy Novak??? for some reason???? who is this guy??????"

Ahahahaha the clarification on "the same corpse?"

it matters.

Sam and Dean share an obligatory soulful look (well, Dean looks mournfully at Sam who is just scowling at the door) before being shoved into cells carefully separate from each other by at least 1 empty cell. Good thinking.

All this said, it's really interesting to know what is and isn't on the public record - for Muggles or not - for the Winchesters. Though we saw Toni's moodboard back in 11x23 it still counts as being part of this story, since it was all just the seeds for what happens this season with the BMoL, and we see stuff like them not having good records on the Campbells, not knowing who Cassiel is... Having a lot of grapevine info but incomplete pictures and understanding of it. The government knows even less, despite multiple investigations, as every time law enforcement hit on the truth, they suddenly become extremely unwilling to file accurate paperwork. The detail of the grave desecrations is the most troubling, the thing that sets them aside from regular weirdoes as being serial killers with a clear Thing that makes all their activities so hard to understand and worth commenting on, and it's always interesting to watch the Proper Authorities get all weird about that :P

Hard to tell at this point if Secret Security dude's response to them being "the tip of some nasty ass iceberg" is scepticism or he is genuinely out to get them representing some threat like Lucifer or Hell in general. He does suggest immediately killing them, which sounds a lot like someone with a once in a lifetime opportunity to get rid of the Winchesters by surprisingly conventional, easy means, or he could just be really into taking an early lunch and thinking Sam and Dean aren't worth the paperwork :P

Now we have context on this guy, he seems somewhat more... idk, less threatening. Especially as he wants to keep them alive he's now technically in their corner even if he thinks they have info. He's not incompetent and he's not on their side, but it all adds up to make it clear he's SO much not the worst thing they've ever encountered. His mistaken beliefs about what groups they may represent add to his dramatic irony-laden out of his depth-ness, but his interest in interrogating them is a best case scenario when the other is having them shot out back...

He threatens them with "nothing" as a way to get them to talk, which is ironic considering they literally have nothing that they can say and they're trapped by that nothing.

bring on the Empty metaphor.

this also like 2x07 establishes that sort of parallel closeness between Sam and Dean by parallel experiences, this time having him give the exact same speech to the both of them. He doesn't try to get all personal like Victor did, digging in about their father to Dean, or Linda Blair did to Sam in 2x07, telling him he's smart and just being dragged along by his big brother and still has a chance for a life and college and all that if he talks. Same speech for them both - which is again a good sign he doesn't really know how to deal with them, and also says he's working off past experience of it working. I suppose this is all riding off of 2x07's success as an episode by having Sam and Dean separated, but they react differently to these words, while the man reciting them doesn't change. He is inflexible - Sam and Dean have their own ways to react to the scenario.

Not sure if Sam showing visible nerves is worse than Dean's blankness covering over what's going on underneath...

We ALSO get Sam's reaction to the door closing with a big flinch - paralleling Mary leaving I guess - while we get the door closing ON Dean hiding him from us, covering him up... Yeah, their differences are on display here

Woah title card. You're a bit late :P Forgot we hadn't seen you.

Unlike Bucklemming pacing disasters, they needed Cas n Mary up first as I was saying, but Sam n Dean are the cliffhanger to break on, that the end of the Cas n Mary scene just didn't have the ooomph for, so...

Oh god it's Mick and he has a typewriter. I think I've dated this man.

Well, he's the aggregate of the Irish hipster I crushed on at uni and the... Bognor Regis... hipster I crushed on later.

tl;dr what a douchebag

It's probably gonna be a magic typewriter and I'm trying to remember if it was JUST Fringe or if there was something I watched more recently that ALSO had a magic type writer to send reports home and basically this is going to be borrowed from somewhere or other unless he really does just like typing his reports on a typewriter, in which case see above: do not date this douchebag

I like his ring though

Lizzy, no.

Oh hey it is the typewriter from Fringe/wherever I saw it more recently

Am fighting a suspicion that was just Metatron's typewriter from when I recently watched 9x18

Which makes an interesting parallel because he then talks directly into the camera ("let me paint you a picture" / "let me tell you a story"), trying to sell a story to this rando hunter, but obviously not doing well. His story is one of failure :P The talking directly into the camera is of course something that works to make it look like the character is talking directly to the audience. Knowingly in Metatron's case, but in this case Mick is just trying to talk to what we're being given as an example of any of the hunters he's talked to. We're on their side, because the BMoL clearly suck and we've been set up to root for the American hunters' way of life, which has a lot of freedom going for it, and this show is inherently anti-establishment, so if we've been following along this far we know to instinctively distrust a business proposition like this.

"all we're asking is that you go where you're told and do what you're told. for the greater good." See, they're anti-freedom, and throwing in the mantra from Hot Fuzz, aka a classic of British cinema... (for anyone who hasn't seen it, the village neighbourhood watch becomes a creepy cult, chanting "the greater good" for justifying murdering anyone who ruins the village and gets in the way of them winning the village of the year competition - like the BMoL, Sanford Neighbourhood Watch want the village under an iron grip where no one steps out of line or doesn't act always in the best interest of the village. They have everyone under constant surveillance and there's a lot of sneaky social commentary in there, just like the BMoL who have the country on lockdown from monsters and anything that will ruin the rustic aesthetic :P

And the American hunter replies about how they "ain't looking to take any orders from anyone" - and judges Mike for his soft hands :P

(This whole cowboy hunter mentality rejecting foreign regulation does probably have some unfortunate implications in the current political climate, but this is an attitude at the core of the show that goes back to 2005, so may just be bad timing >.>)

Love the transition from Mick to Cas n Mary; we don't know what Mick knows about this, but then Cas and Mary don't know all that much either about where Dean and Sam actually are and what happened to them after they were last seen alive. But we transition in with Mick apparently about to write about Sam and Dean, and we get this scene about how Cas and Mary don't know anything, so.

Oh no Cas is looking tortured. Mary opens with "You LEFT them" which is immediately horrible to hear :P Her right to be protective I guess but *clusters around Cas and hugs him*

Oh Cas no you're so stammery. Someone help him :<

This is especially awful after watching so much of season 5 & 6 lately, and getting used to snappy, angry and totally sure of himself season 6 Cas. Like, yeah, the character benefit in the long run from softening him up is great, but aaargh this is like being dunked in ice cold water :P This is the same character who stared down Soulless Sam threatning to kill him and said, "Will you, BOY". He's so broken.

*pauses on Cas looking miserable after Mary tells him to stop making excuses* :<

She doesn't knooow that he tries his best and he's, well, NOT the great powerful Castiel that once was. She didn't even KNOW that Cas but Dean's vouching for him possibly over-sold Cas because DEAN hasn't realised how fragile Cas is these days either.

I don't wanna keep watching this argument :P

(This reminds me of 11x06 where Dean and Cas were angry with each other for letting Metatron and Amara go, respectively, only now Mary is upset with Cas for losing basically everything at once, and he has to just stand there and take it :P)

"If they needed help, why didn't they call me?" and there's the real reason Mary's so upset. That she only finds out after the fact from Cas that ANY of this had been going on. Haven't hit play yet after that line but not 100% sure Mary even knew about Lucifer.

I love how without Sam and Dean around the Bunker is dark like, okay, it's symbolic of them being gone and all, but it's also really funny like Mary and Cas don't know where the light switches are and only worked out how to turn the map table on, and like, good enough, we have more important things to worry about.

Like Cas saying "you were out" which punts more back at Mary that her leaving to find herself is now being equally to leaving Sam and Dean to their fate.

I mean we all know Buckleming are to blame here, and then probably just Fate who is still pissed at them (Yeah I watched 6x17 a couple of days ago :P) and then if not any of that, bad luck and non-apportioned blame for bad decisions.

"How did we let this happen, Castiel?" Okay the "Mary calling Cas "Castiel" gifset got more tragic. Also this brief argument also manages to smooth this out so with this line she's making it clear she understands that if either of them to blame, they're both to blame.

we're 10 minutes in and Dean might finally do something on screen other than sit or walk silently.

Hahahahahaha he has a loose screw

on the nose much

He gets steak here. Not bad.

Well, again going back to season 2, 2x19 Dean was great with the prison food, Sam not so much. Sam can't even take the smell of it and Dean not only tastes it but gives it a "not so bad" shrug. So much meta was already written about them and food in relation to that episode I guess it doesn't need a whole lot of repeating here about what it implies about their characters, but I really like the consistency across 10 years of the show.

The real question is, does Dean's hair actually grow.

Love the transition from crappy prison food to Crowley's drink.

Ooh an El Sol.

It ends up behind Crowley while Cas has a tequila sign behind him.

"Do you even care that they're gone?" I like that Cas sounds a bit more like himself (nothing like having Crowley around to make Cas scowly and clearly feel like he's a superior lifeform :P)

But yeah - Cas assumes Crowley might care. Cas betrays his OWN caring by saying that, like it should be obvious they care enough to do something about it.

Crowley has apparently already found out what he can about it before Cas came asking, so that MIGHT betray his caring, and he's already drinking his favourite drink, which has Drowley connotations all around it. Is this why there's an El Sol - he's lying about that?

"Do you know how many all-powerful beings have tried to kill them?" "Roughly, yes." Honestly, I feel like there's a newsletter.

Crowley comparing the Winchesters to herpes and suggesting that someone "has" them with a double meaning is probably my favourite thing this season :P Especially when you've been binge watching several seasons recently, following all the minor and big time villains the Winchester work through... Yeah :P

Cas's "wtf Crowley" face gives me life.

AAAH Mary is in Dean's seat at the table red alert she's at that table

Oh crap she's doing like, a reverse Amara - lured to Dean's room by a ringing phone, we see her walk through the Bunker corridors on the way there and she goes a-snooping... Well, to find the phone. Anyway. AAAH Dean's room. Aaaaaaah outside eyes on it. Aaaaaaaaaaaah how in multiple occasions that's been used to show Mary as the heart of the room (10x03, 10x22, 11x22, off the top of my head) after Dean put her pic there (hi Dabb in 8x14)... Now MARY is the one going in the room.

I'm all overcome with Mary feels and not sure I can hack seeing her in Dean's room.

Aaaaaand she found the pic of herself and Dean

*slides out of my chair*

(Also aawwww Alicia! She and Max continue to exist outside the narrow window of their episode I AM SO HAPPY)

(Please don't get eaten by werewolves off-screen, that would literally be the worst way for you to come back ever)

Mary, stop being emo and go help

yay!

Did they just show Dean shaving himself to explain his hair if he has access to clippers because

i mean i'm not complaining i just...

Dabb let me throw scrunched up bits of paper at you. I don't know any other way to be.

leave me a meaningless little plothole to fixate over

just one?

"Listen, team. Lizbob Jones will be watching this episode. I have suffered too much indignity at her hands. You are now all on plothole duty. No stone is too meaningless and silly to turn"

Sam and Dean montaging doesn't give me a lot to work with :P

*returns after watching 6x19, 6x20, 6x21 and 6x22*

As you might guess I am Not Okay and I now have to go rewatch the start of the episode and deal with Miserable Season 12 Cas when the last image burned into my retinas is Godstiel

This is surreal. :P I just saw Sam Smith as Eve, and Sam taking on his Hell memories and now the recap is all hi Mary, and Sam like "I've been tortured by the devil himself" and I know JUST how much he means it.

Jesus christ the font of the diner Mary's in looks like the one Eve was parked in

Mary looks so much younger than she did in season 6 because of the hair

I am considering cutting my fringe (bangs for Americans) again

Also the end of season 6 takes place in Kansas - my mum and I were talking about how everything takes place in Kansas when it's important.

I have just remembered Mary said in 12x06 she had been in Lawrence, so she is definitely going in circles now since she's back in Lawrence, moping, which means she has pretty much reached the end of her rope on places to go

wow Dean's face is so much longer and sharper than it was in season 6. Well, he was especially round-faced in season 6-8, but... Yeah, he looks so different.

Sam is also way more angular. I miss his hair and sideburns from season 6.

... God that scene where they're told they're being left alone is peak performing!Dean

I still don't get the typewriter thing unless this is like govt. offices using Windows XP still because it's more secure and all the systems work with it... the MoL invented this typewriter and now use it for all their correspondance because, well, the whole thing is set up to work properly. Field reports come in and you can file them as they are. I assume it's so arcane and outdated no one can imagine you'd actually still be using something like that when email exists.

Mick saying he never hunted anything makes me kinda want him to have to do a MotW with Sam n Dean and to just scream like a girl when a ghostie comes for him.

he's obscenely stubbled.

*resumes petting Cas's hair* Can Winchesters just... stop... shouting at him and questioning his choices? He's had a very tough week. His sad face hurts.

"You were out" definitely sounds more sympathetic this time around because I've heard a lot of tones of voices from Cas playing sorry and actually feeling like crap.

The "chow time" unseen extra is definitely my favourite character in this episode.

I know we went over Dean's eye twitch ages ago but AAAAH

CAS NO DON'T GO ASK CROWLEY FOR HELP

I can't believe they're still hanging out after everything ever. I mean. We need to appreciate Cas n Crowley more.

Cas's look. He's like... I could have exploded him when I had the chance. Why did I let him go. Why. I smushed Raphael like it was nothing.

Oh yeah Lisa had a ring design necklace in 6x21 which is funny now Mary.

Alicia is the first character who is not surprised that Mary would answer the phone instead...

Aaaand I'm back. That was so much quicker without having to comment in detail.

I still don't know why Dean decided to sit on the toilet with a blanket

Oh no now Cas and Mary are drinking and comisserating about how awful they are. Please stop :P

Cas feeling like he should have stayed with Sam and Dean is awful, but also pretty funny because he'd have been arrested and that changes the entire tone of this episode imagining them trying to have him in prison with them

Cas counting the hours while we've seen Dean counting the days... Yeah, that sucks :P

Are Cas and Mary going to go hunting? I love how Mary just has not had time to get used to Cas yet - she tries to reassure him like "we're doing our best" and he's like "no"

You two should go work a case together.

Go do it.

Stop reminiscing and go save people.

Oh shit no he already went

CAS :<

"I don't know what I did wrong" and I have to pause it to collect myself because I have ingested waaaaaaay over the legal limit of Cas angst today. I'm taking my Cas!funko down from the shelf to hug. Brb.

This also parallels them working cases in this time; I should hit play to see what the verdict is.

Oh Cas.

I've just had it paused with nothing to say but I have been sitting here staring at Cas's face.

I kind of feel like a miserable Cas girl is not the right person to analyse the horror of Cas saying he ran away, but I've been thinking vividly about 6x20, and how Cas says "I was me again" and then he's not Cas for like... another season or two. And when he takes on Sam's hell memories, and he's all "don't like conflict" and runs away and -

mmmmhm. nope. nah. I'm out.

If Cas cries I might go to bed and watch this tomorrow :P

AND MARY OFFERS TO GO WITH HIM AND HELP. MARY I LOVE YOU

LOOK AFTER MY CAS FOR ME

Cas no you can't tell her that you'll only get in her way :< :< :<

Cas feels so useless and it's terrible

side note: now I'm staring at the hand of the "chow time" character and not Cas's face... I really really really appreciate what was starting to seem like a dropped storyline of Cas's mental health issues being brought back into the main text, because after early/mid season 11 I answered a hell of a lot of asks about this reassuring people that there was no way they'd make such a big deal of this and not do anything, and then after season 11 I was like hey now Cas is free of Lucifer his story has to be about this and then it still didn't really happen yet and then Cas left and I was like great this is how we get to this part of his character arc, and we're HERE and I am delighted that the show telegraphing this plot worked out and I was right but

*takes a slice of cold processed meat from Dean's lunch tray and eats it while staring directly at Dabb*

oh yeah btw Sam is dead or something

Oh, Dean is too.

I can't believe Sam and Dean invented the sport of synchronised dying

was this because the Cas stuff was getting too grim?

I like how the show lays them out top and tail because they don't wanna make it remotely suggestive

Sam n Dean are at a sleepover

Oh yeah no the secret service guy totally doesn't have a personal bone to pick with Dean.

"well that's totally mentally normal" I'm starting to really like this guy

Cas hasn't changed his phone background since season 9 despite changing phones...

if he's listening to voicemails from Dean I'm going to scream

Oh thank god it's Mary

I mean. Fuck.

Caaas

I had a point somewhere or other about Cas and Mary's journies being paralleled over this time and I was meaning to make a comment about them hunting over this time because it seemed like the simplest side to side comparison of how they're dealing... Then of course Cas completely went to pieces, ran away... Mary is clearly in a terrible place too but she has coping methods and is able to hunt and repress and keep herself going, very Dean-like. Cas is... well, going into this fucked up in a way even Mary can't reach for all the adjusting she has still to do; Cas has at least, say, five to six seasons worth of trauma and it's been worse than usual lately because it's been catching up to him and he's not been able to deal in time before the next thing. End of season 10/start of 11 really piled it on and started the PTSD thing openly, and here we are - something terrible happens and Cas completely shatters. >.>

At this point I feel so terrible for Cas I've pretty much transcended any Destiel points scoring I would have made about his sadness being more overt than Mary's, because I signed up for the lite version of this episode :P

Hey Dean now you're awake and not dead, go save your angel from himself.

He's literally in such a better place, and he has Sam with him and they're cool - their only problem is getting the fuck out of here, plus minor, throw-it-on-the-trauma-pile stuff to deal with their time in isolation. And they've had a plan for a little while and are in the middle of enacting it and appear to have been able to communicate, so :P Ball's in Dean's court now. We see Mary keeping her chin up, Sam and Dean rescuing their own damn selves (though - halfway point of the episode), and... Cas crumbling.

sue me now I'm with Dean again I'm just like, you know what, this is the perfect episode to end with a Destiel snog.

I can't remember what shirt Dean was wearing when they were caught but I assume they're not getting it back. I wonder if it would be one we'll miss.

Yes I am aware that the next thing appears to be the phonecall we were teased SO long ago and no I do not want to watch it :P

I think Dean wearing a plain grey shirt is always a bad sign because he has an endless supply of them and keeps like, leaving them on doomed submarines and stuff

It has been raining for like the entire episode

Oh good Cas isn't answering. Love the parallel AGAIN with Cas and Mary this time with the dark library with one lamp on - Mary sat here at the start of 12x03 while soul-searching and reading John's journal. Now Cas's phone with Dean calling is in the same place. (And also Mary is summoned across the Bunker to Alicia and more work - Cas when he assumedly eventually answers because I have been spoiled that there IS a phone call... comes to answer Dean.)

Honestly though, Dean keeps calling Cas instead of trying another number... Has he just not memorised any others?

Is Cas in Dean's room sniffing his pillow?

hit play again, Lizzy

Cas's voice cracked and I'm going to go lie on the ground outside the house

Cas's fucked up fake heaven in 9x22 was in Colarado... He's gonna find Dean there now

Mary is still killing shit to make herself feel better

Someone telling Cas to "slow down" - WOW. When does Cas EVER speak fast?

Poor morgue guy in his morgue drawer.

"hey"

This is why I love Dabb

"You got here quickly" "Yup"

"Seatbelt on. I drive fast"

LET MARY DRIVE THE FUCKING IMPALA

In between that, she vetoes the King of Hell as back up because they can do better than that and this is why she is good and important and I love her

Also she's speeding my OTP towards each other at top speed

Cas knows all about seatbelts.

I love how the guy from the facility is wheezing and out of breath. He's a weirdly human character for minimal screentime. A+ writing and acting.

Oh hey Cas and Mary seem to be near/in the woods already

And Mick and Mr Ketch looking smug and yeah I agree with comments on the promo pics - sort of married. Full on smug about being asked to help.

Mick's problem with telling the other hunters he's there with help and resources is that they don't get into such epically fucked up situations as the winchesters and need to call for ridiculous back up. You're letting the whole side down.

Mary sassing Cas about who he phones for help gives me life, but now is not the time, Mary.

She's so like Dean and I love her

Except she apparently got hold of a better version of her car from the past :P

Mary, do not fall for Mick's rugged good looks, I'm warning you, he's a douchebag and probably drinks like a whole bottle of wine every night because he thinks alcoholism is cool

But their reaction to the whole Lucifer thing was hilarious. The MoL geniunely don't know what they're dealing with when it comes to the Winchesters and the level they work on. Cas just like, yes to knowing lucifer and yes to winning against him now can we get to business? :P

"Do you have any idea the sort of trouble we're walking into?"

NOW Cas says "no" after all that Lucifer hilarity.

"Oh i do like a surprise" Mr Ketch trust me you are not ready :P

update: also want him to scream and cry before this is over

When Dean tells the guy there's been a "failure to communicate" I am pretty sure that is the exact moment his screw goes loose - after that, saying they're trapped in the woods with him... Yeah, we're in Purgatory now.

I was going to make a comment about him being a woodsman anyway before that, but yeah now

OH LOOK ABANDONED CABIN

Something terrible clearly happened here.

I love that one bit of Dean's hair at the front that always goes down

Oh NOW Sam talks and tells them everything :P

I've just noticed there's finally not much of this episode left now that I've managed to watch a good long action- sequence. Sam and Dean still haven't talked about what they did to get out of here and the whole thing screams Billie (Red Meat from last season, especially, but both of them doing their synchronised dying instead of trading back and forth) so I feel worried they've incurred a group debt here, whatever they've done. Likewise Cas and Mary are working with the BMoL for better or worse, sooo... I guess mild consequences ensue?

I say mild, I just watched 6x20 in the last couple of hours, consequences don't really... mean very much any more after that :P

"We're the guys that saved the world" Oh that is definitel being used in the Road So Far Montage at the end of the season. There is almost no reason to have that line aside from gratuitous re-use

While I was typing that Dean stumbled out of the treeline in front of Cas and I'm not ready :P

Dean too stunned to hug, Sam goes for it.

Dean probably still double checking he's not hallucinating until Sam interacts and proves he sees Cas too

Mom's there and Dean's already messed up once this season, so thumping Cas's back and "hey buddy" is is :P

I assume this is also to make Cas feel bad especially because we get a shot of Cas looking bad.

I just watched the hug 3 more times (Sam's hug. Where Dean's still processing in the background)

"Space" *dabb puts a coin in the jar*

Oh dear, the ethics of slaughtering everyone who mildly inconveniences you.

Mr Ketch must be a dick on the Tube.

"This man was holding up the barrier because his Oyster card was still in his pocket"

"I assume you killed him"

"Naturally"

"innit"

*Mick and Ketch clink their glasses of red wine together while reclining in corduroy pyjamas in their flat*

The fact there are a full 5 minutes left is extremely worrying. A lot can happen in five minutes on this show.

The most alarming thing I realise is with 5 minutes to spare, Dabb gave absolutely no car continuity issues which were SO bananas they broke immersion

Oh my god Dean and Cas are sitting together in the back

They're holding hands I guess

Oh dear this is why electric cars are a bad idea

Is Billie going to come reap them?

Hey Billie.

I saw you coming from a mile but

I can't work out what they dealt with because I am assuming they're NOT TRADING MARY for their freedom? They would NOT do that.

That is the dumbest deal a Winchester has cut to date.

Also the fact Cas didn't cut in "I'm a Winchester" because he secretly married Dean is like... wow Cas. You're such a fake friend.

also they now appear to be ACCIDENTALLY trading Mary for their freedom because she's all decisive and Sam n Dean are too slow and emo to say stuff in good time.

*insert a minute of unbroken screaming*

Okay, so I will forgive Cas for not being a Winchester for the fact he stopped this

I am very conflicted about the backstabbing I've witnessed Cas do today.

"Cas what have you done" "What had to be done" Oh hello again.

This episode is like Red Meat but turned upside down and shaken for thigs to scavenge into a plot episode.

The worst part about this is that Cas can't marry Dean and take his last name now or he'd be a Winchester and therefore liable to the latest Winchester Family Curse they all brought on themselves.

It's like the COLLECT fucking family curses

It's been five minutes and I already miss Billie intensely

Oh no and this is Cas's speech about the world needing them

He's the family guardian angel, as he said... back in... 6x20.

OH SHIT HE'S CRYING.

Dean is crying too.

They're all crying.

Someone get this family some fucking therapy.

Cas being bitchy about saving them already, because wow he's in a bad place and Dean needs to chase after him and kiss him now k thnks

he's not actually walked away yet but I paused it at the place that in season 6 Cas would have flapped away so I assume when we hit play he's going to stand there awkwardly and then say, "I need a ride"

"Sorry about the family curse"

Oh shit Mick's been writing the whole time - this is going to need some serious meta beyond what I churned out earlier, comparing him to the other writer characters, because you can't use typing out the story as a framing device on this show and NOT have it come back to Metatron or others who've tried to control the narrative. Now the BMoL want to control the narrative, and, well, good luck to them, the other poor bastards who tried needed more than that :P

Aw noooo not the morgue guy. I liked him. :< Or "Chow time" guy. He deserved better.

Fucking Mr Ketch. What a dick. First Magda then these hilarious side characters.

None of whom I ever learned the name for but oh well :P

Mick is as bad a typist as Metatron

He's still trying his "let me paint a picture" thing again. Who's he talking to now? Better not

- oh yeah, it's Mary.

of course it is. Now Dean and Sam are isolated from Cas and Mary - their paralleled experience lead to the same place in THAT respect but this time, Mary seems to have that belonging with Sam and Dean (nothing like entering into a death pact together to forge bonds) but to protect that she's willing to listen and do anything to stop things like death pacts ever happening again. Which means accepting Mick's offer and getting in with the BMoL without knowing for sure that they're AS horrible as they are. The whole mother's love thing - new territory for the show to have it as an actual dangerous wild card force that has just as many dangers as the other sorts of loves they explore, instead of being an abstract concept...

Cas is the more pragmatic one who would kill for the family but was NOT allowed to demonstrate he'd kill HIMSELF for them. His issues were all over the place this episode and now are obviously a thing in his story again after a little holiday where they were shevled... But it's taken him away from them. He loves them so strongly but clearly felt his actions were being judged, or that by inviting cosmic repercussions (the old "did what I had to do") instead of allowing Winchesters to die, he's perpetuating the cycle this time by not wanting ANY of them to die.

(Cas would have the Gordion knot solution to this >.>) (I miss Billie)

But yeah, preserving the family unit and speaking reverently of the Winchesters as a unit further serves to isolate him from them and have him looking in on them. His pissy response to their shock he did it also underlines his sense of not being appreciated, which takes him further away again... He's the unconditional love looking in on them... And since I just watched 6x20 I'll point at "watched him rake leaves" as the extreme example of where this can go when it comes to Cas saving the Winchesters on his terms...

Draaaaaaaaaaaama.

I'm sending Dabb a fruit basket.

#12x09 #season 12 spoilers #Dabb vs cars #my stuff #long post for ts

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hi guys ! it's me, sapphire ! AKA your local loki enthusiast ! i’m from nyc so i live in / the / EST. all u need to know about me is that i pretty much an adult baby and love metaphysics. remember that one time voltaire pretty much rousseau’s book a pos ? what a fake binch, i mean ? and alright... i mean i’m obv pretty late, i get it. let’s talk about my lil star, adalinda ! — ( tw abuse and death, also bear in mind that this is rather long #srryntsrry )

ok so i got this lil info / page up, it’s semi finished but if you want any other basic info there’s that. click me !

if i had to to sum them up in three words they would be gilded, adaptable, and perceptive. i’ll briefly touch on why, you can read the bio for more details.

gilded and adaptive: covered or highlighted with gold or something of a golden or having a pleasing or showy appearance that conceals something of little worth. this is so important! adalinda is in every essence, gilded. always. they always have some sort of mask on, it would be completely out of character and rare for them to show their true colours. they will lie, device, and manipulate any and everybody. it’s another way of her being so in tune with society’s values and ideals. they’re very aware that if they act one way or another, the outcomes will be different. whatever the situation calls for, she will ““““transform”””” their personality to gain the upperhand in the conversation. there is an art in lying, and adalinda might as well be fucking picasso or van gogh bc honestly, she’s insane.

perceptive: having or showing keenness of insight, understanding, or intuition. i choose this one because adalinda is a manipulator. that’s about as cut dry as i can put it. to them, knowledge is power and knowledge is of course not limited to street or book smarts. although she does love reading the works of machiavelli and hegel, but knowledge is grander than that. it is intuition. to know what drives things to happen in certain ways, to know what difference lies between a hand on top or on bottom of a handshake. she is very in tune with both verbal and nonverbal communication and will use these things at her leisure for advantage. if a certain topic comes u[ in conversation and the person she’s speaking with become distant in the slightest way, she’ll notice and make a note of it.

would like to introduce you to mommy and daddy issues 101, welcome please have a seat. both adalinda’s parents are deceased, rip. the relationship between all of them is extremely virulent. eloise and maximilian ( mama & papa ) abused their child from a very young age. but what is different about this ( i mean how different is it really idk ) is that adalinda does not fault her parents for this, not in anyway. they see it as a form of discipline and teaching her how to be strong, how to beat pain and fear. her father gave her the burn scars on her back and well her mother... what didn’t she do, lmao. kneeling on salt for extensive amounts of time, cold hands meeting soft cheeks, sharp words at every turn. above all this however as i said, there was love, twisted and incredbily fcked up, but love nonetheless. when their parents died adalinda mourned, but not with tears and black clothes, but with ferocity and the drive to ascend to become something greater — like her parents had taught her, and so the moth girl became the moth eater.

the relationship between her and her mother was strained bc i mean, adalinda has a thirst for power, she get’s that from her dad. but her mom was the god damn crown princess to the dutch throne, and adalinda is like u gave that up for a man !? tf when u’re supposed to inherit a country, but ur mom ceases her position in the line of succession for some dick.

ok here comes the inspo from one of my fav things, dc comics! my inspo behind the business is the one and only — lexcorp. dils enterprises is a company that specializes in developing new technologies for aerospace, medical discovery, while also having ties to resource exploration ( like renewable enegries and whatnot ). being the power hungry lil binch she is, when adalinda turned eighteen she reached out to her grandmother and uncle, in order to expand the companies ties in her mother’s homeland. though tbh, adalinda is hardly extensively involved with the companies endeavors, at least that’s what it looks like. think bruce wayne’s “fake” interested in the inner working of wayne enterprises.

*** rl quick, please fluctuate between she/they pronouns when referring to adalinda, don’t stick to one or the other. you, the mun are aware of my muse’s gender ( agender jsyk ) , but adalinda, has not made this public knowledge, mostly because there are certain perceptions and ideas that come to mind with gender in society. this obvs does not delegitimize their gender because that’s something they prefer to keep private. tl;dr if your character speaks about adalinda with another character it would be like this. “ do you know that girl adalinda? she’s one fcked up binch!” but if u, the mun, is writing u can use she/her or they/them like “she stood at five foot eleven inches but they were still short compaired to idkurcharanamehere”. if u don’t understand feel free to mssg me!!

also, in reference to their titles, politically she goes by adalinda, otherwise in an effort to be more "approachable" — they use the name AMARIS. they NEVER use their first name, eliza.

i sort of changed up the original plan for my muse to include a brother. their relationship would be extremely toxic as they would feed off of each other’s negative characteristics and be loyal to a fault to no one but each other. i’m perfectly fine with accommodating with other muns, and it doesn’t even have to be a brother, could be a sister too, but i would love to keep the dynamic the same. but if no one ends up applying for that sort of position i can always rework my original idea back in ! if anyone's interested, here's a sample para on what / how i think they interact with one another.

explanation of how adalinda got reinstated into the royal house: their mother, elosie had an older sister named silvia. This of course would have put elosie second in succession to inherit the throne. however, during liberation day, the state had organized a festival of sorts that would have been held nationwide. the royal family was also going to make an appearance in participation but while on the way there, the family was attacked and silvia suffered a gunshot wound and would eventually succumb to the injuries later that day. following this, elosie becomes crown princess, set for coronation on her twenty first birthday. enter maximilian dils, the British entrepreneur taking the world of philanthropy and developmental sciences by storm. at the time he an elosie met he was already twenty-four and she was eighteen. the two fell in love and since Maximilian was a well known atheist, it brought a serious issue within Elosie and her parents. the royal family was protestant and to marry someone who was not only of that faith, but denounced all faiths was extremely problematic. the two wed without seeking preliminary approval thus removing elosie's ability to inherit the throne and leaving her offspring with the titles of count and countess. by the time she’s twenty-three, elosie is now living in britain and pregant with twins. Both are ecstatic and they tell elosie’s parents before revealing the news to the nation. adalinda and eriadon ( adalinda born first ) are born in the netherlands through a water birth. the years pass by up until they turn seven years old, two weeks after their birthday, their parents are murdered in cold blood. they two children find their parents after returning from school. lying on the cold marble floors are the bodies of their parents marked with gunshots both to the head and heart. to this day the motive and killer(s) are unknown. this in turn leads to fleur and janus taking the children in to live with them. fleur is severely affected at the loss of both her children at the hands of such violence and has the twins very carefully cared for. though their early life ends up being excessively cloistered, adalinda doesn’t mind it. the seclusion allowed for her mind to develop in such ways that she feels are unparalleled if she were to have continued on in public school. by seventeen she he graduated from college and convinced her grandmother to allow her a bit more freedom. adalinda takes up volunteering at churches across the nation and the people of the netherlands start to take notice of the daughter of their dead princess. public opinion on her grows in appreciation as she is seen helping out the needy instead of attending extravagant balls held in the palace. all the while, the company her father built has been waiting for her eighteenth birthday to put her as acting CEO. when the day arrives, at her very first board meeting she realizes that the majority of the members have been preparing to auction off parts of the company for profit alone. they lie to her face and tell her that the company has been dwindling and that their best would be to sell it to off shore conglomerates. but the truth is that the company appeared to be doing fantastic, up until you realized that the highest bidders were men involved with war lords and liars. as she now sits as acting CEO she empties the board of all the existing members and replaces them with new ones, while also publicly outing the former as greedy thieves and giving the company a fresh new image. the absence of my father seems to have led them to become foolish. dils enterprises stands as a union helping those that suffer from world hunger, terminal illness, global warming. those that are displaced by war with a government who refuses to help them. these men who made the mistake of assuming this company was a step on their latter to greatness are now well aware that their brash actions will leave them with nothing but their names. let this be an example of what happens when we allow society to place such an unhealthy obsession with money. the lives of innocents are priceless. no amount of money should deter those who have the capability of doing something. to stand aside and allow it to get worse means you are allowing children to grow up without their mother and fathers, and i — i, stand here to tell you, that a lot of these children are not as lucky as my brother and i were. they all deserve the chance live their lives as exactly what they are, children. they shouldn’t have to wake up to the sound of bombs, or spend a childhood in a hospital. dils enterprises is committed to helping in any way that we may, to lift the burden off whomever we can, while also working to make the world a better, safer, and cleaner place. she stated in front of crowd of cameras outside HQ in downtown London. her plan is to expand what her father built and bring on new projects like partnerships with what we view in our society, people like Elon Musk — CEO Tesla Motors and SolarCity, the UN’s program GirlUp, and UNICEF. she takes two years off away from the company leaving it in the capable hands of her brother while she goes off to service in countries like Ethiopia, Uganda, India and Liberia. giving a speech to world leaders at the UN about the state of their world, unity, and the future of what is to come. because though adalinda is conniving, she understands that in a world of black and white, sometimes things bleed into gray, and whatever is found there should not be left to fade away. for humanity to grow, there needs to be an even playing field where education is provided to even the poorest of countries. she is just about to turn twenty when she returns back to the netherlands. her grandmother pulls her aside one afternoon, they walk about the gardens and fleur tells adalinda that parliament plans to reinstate her brother and her back into the royal house. you and read a bit more about this in a meta post i'll be posting before i go to bed! i would suggest reading it very much because it leads to the year and a half gap that lands adalinda at xaiver's school of all the places.

#( glitch in the matrix. — ooc. )#( srry for the dash spam idk i reblogged some quotes before i sent in the account pls don't hate me i am a leaf. )

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