#so you're like. shit. is this a family member i forgot. is this some guy that my mom was talking to

[lizhly-writes]

utterly non-canon thing in my villain fiancee cnovel. in which i give our mc his original older sister back.

Yang Haoran had really thought he’d forgotten what Andrew Li’s family had looked like.  He had tried so hard to keep their faces in his memory, but they’d grown blurry, anyway.  Had his mother had short hair?  Long?  What was the shape of his father’s eyes?  The shape of his nose?  His chin?  

In the end, he couldn’t remember.

But the girl coughing smoke in front of him…

He hadn’t needed to even think for even a second to know who she was.

“Haha, this is not what I was trying to do,” the hallucination that is his older sister says in English, rubbing her temples.  “Bad idea, bad idea, bad idea, what even happened…”

“Li Yizhen?” Yang Haoran says blankly.

She jolts upright, flashing an awkward smile when she catches sight of him.  “Um!  Hi.  Yeees, that’s me!  You’ve, uh–” she switches to vaguely American-accented, vaguely Taiwainese-accented Mandarin “– you’ve heard of me?  Like, exclusively by my Chinese name?  That’s kind of funny, since I… have no idea who you are. Sorry.  Have we met before somewhere?  Like, ACA stuff, maybe?”

She smooths a lock of hair behind her ear, does it so not a strand is out of place.  She’d always been so careful about her appearance.  Hair always perfectly straight, clothes always wrinkle-free, as if she printed herself out on paper instead of getting ready in the morning.  That was just the kind of person she was – clinical perfection in her dress, as if to make up for the general imperfection of everything else about her, as if the perfect knife-edge of her eyeliner could hide the shadows under her eyes she never bothered to cover up.

Always the insomniac, his sister.

“You need more sleep,” he says.

Claire Li lets out an agitated groan. “Everybody tells me that!” she cries, throwing her hands up in the air.  “Why does everyone keep telling me that!  Do they think I don’t know?  I want to sleep, too!  It just doesn’t happen!” 

He really thought he had forgotten.  It had been so long.  But this – like this, all the memories are coming back to him.  

“Uh.  Hey, are you crying?” Claire Li says worriedly.  “I mean, that’s a dumb question, clearly you – I mean.  You know what, I’ll just shut up now.” 

…Well.  He supposes he really is crying.

“Um.  I mean.  Do you… do you need tissues or something, I’ve got a pack in my pockets if you want it?  Ah, here it is!”  

She holds out the pack of tissues like a lifeline.  Yang Haoran stares blankly at it.

“Uh, just… just hold out your hand.  Just take the tissues.  Here, I’ll just –” she inches forward gingerly, pokes tissues against his hand.    

It’s real.  

She’s real.

"Shit, are you crying harder.  Hahahaaaa aaaah no, help.”

[jedi-bird]

So because I'm on antidepressants now I'm apparently not allowed to have any bad days. Like, not sure how to explain that that's not how it works and that ignoring me and refusing to speak to me isn't going to help.

[harrysfolklore]

yes for tom!! (bday anon!!)

first of all HAPPY BIRTHDAYY this is short but i didn’t want to leave you without your bday blurb 🥹 hope u guys like it

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

gifs by @ssoveia <33

Birthdays were never your thing.

Surely growing up you had a lot of good memories when it came to celebrating your birthday, but as you grew older you forgot the magic behind celebrating your birthday.

However, that changed when you started dating Tom two years ago, he always made sure to make your day special and make you feel loved and celebrated.

In your first year together he threw you a big party in a rooftop in New York City, getting all of your friends and close family together. For your second, you celebrated in a more intimate way with a small trip to Greece.

However, this year you didn’t have any expectations on how would you celebrate your day, since Tom’s schedule was beyond busy with the press, promo and premieres of The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes.

You were extremely proud of him and everything he was achieving, so you wouldn’t blame him if he happened to forget your birthday, he was doing what he loved the most and that was enough to make you the happiest ever.

As the morning of your birthday approached, you woke up feeling a bit disappointed, knowing Tom had to leave early for the some promo shoot for the movie. The empty side of the bed only echoed his absence.

However, when you when you headed the stairs, a full breakfast and a gorgeous bouquet of flowers greeted you, accompanied by a note in Tom's handwriting.

"Happy Birthday, my love. I'm sorry I had to rush off. I hope this brightens your morning a bit. We'll celebrate tonight. Love you x . - Tom."

Just as you were admiring the bouquet, your phone ringed with an incoming video call from Tom.

"Hey, birthday girl!" Tom's face beamed through the screen. "How's your day been so far?”

"It's been good, actually," you smiled fondly at him, "Breakfast and the flowers were such a lovely start"

"Look, I'm really sorry I couldn't be there to say Happy Birthday first thing in the morning," his voice sounded distressed and you couldn't help but feel for him, "I'll make it up for you tonight, I promise."

"Don't worry about it, baby. I completely understand. I know how crazy your schedule is right now," you assured him, "You're doing what you love the most and I'm so proud of you for that."

"Yeah, it's been non-stop. But that I hate that it's keeping me from being there for you on your special day."

"Honestly, you being so busy doesn't take away from the fact that you've made it special already," you shrugged, smiling at him, "And I know whatever you have planned for tonight will be just amazing, so stop being so hard on yourself!"

"About that," he smirked before continuing, "Make sure to be ready at 7. I'll pick you up."

"Whatever you say, handsome," you rolled your eyes with affection, "As long as I would love to stay here, I know you have to go back to work."

"Shit, I do," he said realizing that crew members were already looking for him, "Happy Birthday again, my love. You're amazing."

//

ending kinda sucked lmao i hope u like this bday anon happy bday

[xan-izme]

Double Life: 6 (ATSV x reader x Batfam)

Summary: Can't have family dinner without a little family drama

Part 5 Part 7

You and Redhood were currently having a standoff.

You were freaking out a little. Because how long was he standing there? Watching you. . . did he see you use the watch for the portal? how much does he know now? He knows your Spider-woman. This wasn't supposed to happen. Spider-woman was supposed to be dead. Gone.

All of this was going through your mind.

Redhood on the other hand, just didn't like another vigilante doing their business here. Whatever shit he just saw go down, didn't need to be here in Gotham.

"So, you're going to tell me what you're doing here in Gotham? or do I have to put a built in ya for you to talk."

You can tell he isn't bluffing. You've done some research on the vigilantes of Gotham. And Redhood, is known to be one of the most violent ones. You must be cautious.

"Not here to fight. Was just taking care of my own problem." You put your hands up in the air to show you're not causing any harm. But Redhood still kept the gun pointed at you. Walking even more closer to you.

"Whatever problem you have here at Gotham. Is mine as well." Redhood kept a mental note to report this back to Bruce. As Redhood came closer to you. He saw a chip on the ground. An odd looking one.

You mentally curse as you watched Redhood pick up the chip the green goblin anomaly had dropped. You can't risk it being in Redhood's hands right now. You used your web shooter to retrieve the chip.

"This is mine." You stuffed it in your pocket. Redhood frowns. "What's in the chip." He still had the gun pointed to you.

"That's for me to worry about. So, how about we just, go our separate ways and-" Before you can finish your sentence. There was a large explosion at the side of the building. Causing you to fall on your knees and dropping the chip.

"What the hell?" Redhood mumbled. Once he heard multiple gunshots going off, that's when he remembered what he was really here for. He got so distracted he forgot about a gang deal that he was supposed to stop. He cursed under his breath and quickly ran to the window and jumped out of it.

You sighed and was about to just leave this to Redhood. This was his city after all. And he didn't seem to kind on newcomers. But you heard the multiple gunshots and shouting. That sounds like a lot of people. And he's just one man. . .

Redhood was taking cover behind a car. He had already taken down ten guys. But there were a lot more left. He peeks out from behind the car. Trying to come up with a plan to deal with the many more gang members.

Suddenly, you come swinging down with a . . . log? what the hell. where the hell did you get a log?

He watched in utter disbelief as you knocked out a good number of gang members You made your witty comments as you casually roasted the gang members about their hair, tattoos and poor outfit choices.

You were able to buy Redhood some time to get to the leaders of the two gangs. You distracted the gang members as Redhood easily fought his way through to get to the gang leaders who were trying to get away.

Redhood put the leaders down and tied them up. Whilst you had already tied up the other gang members. Redhood turned around, and saw you were already climbing back into the building.

You were in the building. With a silver suitcase that belonged to one of the gangs. You had an odd feeling about it and snatched it. As you opened it, your surprised to see Alchemax tech.

What the hell is Alchemax tech doing all the way here in Gotham. Whatever it is, it's not good. You quickly closed the case and had already decided to take it back home with you.

Before you could leave the building. You heard another shot ring throughout the building. A built was shot to the wall next to you, causing you to stop in your tracks. You slowly turn around to see it was Redhood.

"That case doesn't belong to you." Redhood spoke to you aggressively. Which you fully understand. But he doesn't understand the dangers of what was in this case. and you couldn't explain it to him.

"Sorry buddy. But this is coming with me. You understand right?" You don't even wait for an answer "Ah, knew you'd understand. Thanks!" You quickly dashed out of the room. You hear Redhood following.

Right before you could use your web to get out, Redhood tackles you.

You two fight and struggle to get the case from one another. suddenly, as he ripped the case away from you, he took of your makeshift mask that covered your face.

. . . .

You stayed silent as you realized he has seen your face. You frown, deeply upset about this situation.

"Damn, you're just a kid." Redhood huffed out as he gripped onto the case.

You were upset with the turn of events here, and used both of your webs and shot them at him. Using your supper strength and pulling hard, causing him to stumble, and for his own mask to fall off.

You yanked the mask towards you and held it. Giving him a cheeky grin. "Look, now we're even." You then see his face, and how angry he looks. He looks young too, has to be in his early to mid 20's. and then you see part front of his hair that looked dyed white. You were about to make a snarky comment about it. Then suddenly, you two hear sirens. The cops. For that quick split moment that Redhood was distracted, you threw his mask/helmet at him, he caught it with both hands, causing him to let go of the case.

You used your web shooter and was able to quickly get your hands on the case. You grabbed your mask and quickly slipped it on and ran out of Redhood's sight.

You safely made it home. You stored the case in your secret hiding spot in the bathroom. You gave a quick report on your watch and sent it to HQ.

This isn't good. Redhood saw your face, and you saw his. But that doesn't secure anything. But what worried you most, was Alchemax. Alchemax gave you a hard time in New York. Their, on the low schemas and collaborating with other big-time criminals for more experiments that hurt not only animal subjects, but humans as well. You had to get in touch with Miles and your uncle Aron to inform them of this situation.

As you were in deep thought. A knock was heard at your door. Then you hear Damian's voice.

"Y/n? father wants to make sure you're ready for tonight's dinner." He spoke from the other side of the door.

You let out a deep sigh. Sitting on your bed. So much has happened today. From your panic attack earlier this morning to this moment now. That you had completely forgotten about the dinner.

"Yeah, be done in five." You responded with a very noticeable tired tone. Damian nods to himself. "Okay." And with that, Damian left to meet up with Alfred and his father downstairs. Damian isn't all too happy about seeing Jason. And just hopes Jason will act properly and not make you upset during dinner time.

Bruce had bought you another dress, it was nice and loos and kind of made you look younger. Probably due to the designed. Your hair was let down. You were fidgeting with your bracelet. A little nervous to meet this Jason guy. Your already on good terms with the others, you just hope not to make a bad impression. You were told Jason is a little complicated, so you had to be cautious.

You left your room and bumped into Tim. You and Tim began to have small talk about random things. He mainly asked you what you were more interested besides from video games and your deep interest in Geology.

As you and Tim talk while walking downstairs. Damian was able to slip into your room without anyone's knowledge.

Damian made a beeline for your desk. He searched your desk. Finding mainly schoolwork paper, and some old receipts, which he found off, why did you still have old receipts?

His eyes shifted to your small trash can. And here he sees the crumbled up note you threw away from before. He picked out the note and opened it up.

Call if you need help.

-Miguel

Damian began to wonder who this Miguel person was. With the way you acted when you read the note, you and Miguel don't seem to be on good terms. Mainly you not being friendly to the thought of him. Damian slipped the note in his chest pocket and left your room quietly.

Everyone was downstairs at the dining room table. Dinner was served, but Jason hadn't arrived yet. You were sat next to Bruce who was at the head of the table on your left. And Tim being at on your right, Damian sat across from you, Dick being next to Damian.

"Jason's late." Bruce sighed out under his breath. He looked at you with an apologetic expression. But you just smile, before you could say anything. Damian scoffed.

"What did you expect. That big oaf can't be held accountable for these events. Won't be surprised if he doesn't arrive at all."

"Damian." Dick seemed to not like what Damian said.

Just from this. You know that Damian isn't fond of Jason. But then again, Damian isn't fond of anyone that much.

"Y/n, your aunt called. She said there was a party for your uncle she wanted you to attend." Bruce changed the subject. You paused from the change of subject.

Before you could speak, your cut off once again. The door opens, and in comes Alfred. "Master Jason has arrived." Alfred steps to the side and your heart drops.

Jason. . . Redhood is Jason!?

You and Jason just stare at each other, wide eyed.

"Jason, your late." Bruce sighed out. Jason just kept staring at you. A lot going through his mind right now. You began to get nervous and very anxious. You avoided eye contact with Jason and took a sip of your water.

Jason frowns and took his seat. "Traffic." Was all he said as he sat next to Dick. Bruce began to introduce you to Jason in a more formal way.

Jason just stared at you and leaned back in his chair. "You're Y/n?" Jason spoke with dismay. You set your cup down and gave him a strained smiled. "Yes."

It was silent for a moment, only the silverware clicking against the plates could be heard. Then Bruce decided to continue speaking with you. "Anyways, Y/n. The party your aunt wants you to attend."

"Yeah, my uncle was promoted to captain." You took a sip from your water, still feeling Jason staring at you.

"That's good. How long has your uncle been in the police force?" Bruce asked as he was cutting up his stake.

"Almost 15 years I think." You're not fully sure. You just know your uncle Jeff was a police man for a long time.

Jason lets out a loud hum. "Your uncles a police man. . . interesting." You looked at Jason. The two of you make eye contact. You let out a small, forced smile to Jason. Jason doing the same to you.

There was a clear tension between you and Jason. He knows your secret, and you know his. The question is, who has more to lose?

[illubean]

Howdy 🤠

So my birthday is this Friday (btw this is a no pressure thing not like that's the deadline 😅) and I was just wondering how the phantom troupe would feel about that [simple HC are fine I know it would be a lot to ask for otherwise]. If that's too much than just these characters are cool

-Uvo, nobu, phinks, shizuku and maybe kalluto-

Order of importance ←⁠_⁠← too →⁠_⁠→

Oh and if reader can be in the troupe but still like "new" so first bday of hers with them yk ┐⁠(⁠‘_`⁠;⁠)⁠┌, HMU if you don't or need anything else.

Have a fantabulous rest of your (__fitb__) ♥⁠╣⁠[⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠]⁠╠⁠♥

Celebrating Your Birthday

Characters: Uvogin, Nobunaga Hazama, Phinks Magkub, Shizuku Murasaki Type: Headcanons, Gn!reader

hhhhAAAAAAPPPYYY BIRRRTHHHHHDAYYYY TO YOUU- tumblr needs to bring back the yellow font I NEED MORE VARIETY

Warnings: none

Uvogin

he's probably the most enthusiastic about celebrating your birthday

bro would sneak into your window at like 6 in the morning just to jump on you and wake you up with a loud "HAPPY BIRTHDAY"

pls explain to your neighbors that the large, burly man breaking into your home was in fact just your friend (who also happens to be a wanted criminal but you can leave that part out...)

even if you are fairly new to the troupe Uvogin likes all of you guys equally

new or not you are part of the family

his way of celebrating is...not your average celebration I guess?

in his words, he want's to take you to "get drunk and fuck shit up"

and by fuck shit up he probably means steal or sneak into some sort of underground gambling hall and beat up some lowly thugs

even if you're not into that sort of thing he's dragging you with him and doing it anyways 😭

he wants you to have a good time on your birthday, especially since much of the troupe doesn't know their own!! its just his definition of a good time is much different than your average guy...

Nobunaga Hazama

despite his appearance Nobunaga is actually one of the nicer members of the troupe

so if you mention your birthday around him he will store it in his brain for later

he's not as over the top crazy like his friend Uvogin

but he does make an effort to greet you on your birthday

it might be difficult if the troupe doesn't have a scheduled meeting that day

but if he doesn't see you he'll be sure to greet you later when he does

he might gift you something small, like a candy bar or a candle

he wouldn't initiate going out anywhere but if you asked him to come celebrate with you he would

Phinks Magkub

since your new I lwky don't think he would care all that much about your birthday...

he hasn't had enough time to get to know you and you're naturally the troupe member he has the weakest bond with

he does have a kind heart but to be fair he probably doesn't even know your birthday

but if you tell him day of he's like oh hbd

and leaves it at that

you guys aren't close enough yet for him to want to celebrate with you or get you a gift >.<

Shizuku Murasaki

poor baby

she tries so hard to remember your birthday, even if she comes off as nonchalant at times

she has it written on every calendar possible and even put it in big bold letters on her arm the day of

but she still forgot because she wears long sleeves most of the time 😭

it already took her like a week or 2 to even remember your name

but she really is trying :(

she's a sweet girl who values having bonds with each troupe member

she might try and go out to get you a gift but then forgot what she was at the market for

but when she see's the date again for like the 3rd time that day she will go get another troupe member to come find something for you together so they can remind her

she has no clue what to get you so she probably decides on a pastry or slice of cake that she actually ends up paying for

the money was probably stolen but oh well...it's the thought that counts

[niuniente]

Hi Nui! I'm going to be visiting a friend in Finland in about a month, and was wondering if you had any advice so I don't look like an absolute FOOL to them and all other Finns I run into on said trip (Also, if there's anything I absolutely have to do/try/see while visiting, that would be appreciated!)

These kind of questions always remind me of this Tumblr user whose father went to visit Finland. He learned Finnish and practiced his pronouncing. When he met a Finn and greeted him - very fluently - the Finn asked "Where are you from?"

The father was a bit bummed that his Finnish wasn't as good as he had imagined and asked was it his accent which gave him away? The Finnish guy replied: "You smiled when you said hi".

So, some dos and donts which came to my mind quickly, depending of course a bit where you will be heading and with whom you'll be spending time with. A 60 year old women from East-Finland is going to be different than a 20 year old guy from the capitol :D

Don't touch Finns Forget hugs, cheek kisses etc. with Finns. You may hug your close friends when you meet but it depends on your friends, of course. Don't touch Finns when speaking as we have extremely wide personal space and its violation will not be taken well. Touching another person in Finland is reserved for family members and a spouse/date. A hand shake is most appreciated if needed :3 Give Finns space It's rude in Finland to go too near of unknown people unless you absolutely have to, like in a crowded public transport. Always leave space between you and a Finn.

(Finns waiting for a bus in a rush hour and giving space to each other)

Be quiet and modest Yelling, talking loudly, screaming and being overall loud is considered rude in Finland. Especially in public places. There are others there, don't bother them with your yelling and scream-talking. Being too lively and expressive is considered rude.

Take your shoes off indoors! Extremely important! Don't walk inside with shoes! Leave them in the mudroom. Walking inside to someone's home with shoes on is probably the rudest violation you can do. Even construction workers etc. apologize before getting inside with their work shoes (and those are allowed because they're work shoes).

No small talk, no talking to strangers We don't have small talk pleasantries in Finland. I was just watching The Block from Australia, where every single phone call, with every single person, is always started as "Hi! How are you? Thanks, I'm good, too!" and then you tell why you called. Forget that. Just go to the point :D Don't talk to strangers unless you really have to. There are area differences in this though, and for example in East and South East it is fine to strike a chat with unknown people.

Be honest Now, while polite manners are good in every country, Finnish people appreciate honesty. If you don't, for example, like some food you are offered, you can say "Sorry, but this isn't for me" or "Sorry, I didn't like it that much." A Finn will feel like you're making a fool out of them if you, for example, don't like the food their offer but go "Hmmm, this is so tasty!" The Finn will most likely just feed you more the food you absolutely hate because hey, you said yourself that you liked it! Also, if you need something, ask for it. There was an article on a newspaper years ago about Finnish families who hosted exchange students. When asked had there been any issues, one woman said that they had a student from Japan. When the student went to take a shower, the family forgot to give her a towel. Instead of asking for a towel - because that would be extremely rude in Japan - the girl tried to dry herself with toilet paper, messing the whole bathroom. Now that in Finland is rude - you just made a mess, used a full toilet roll and humiliated the family because you didn't note them that "Excuse me, I need a towel."

Don't talk bad about sauna Sauna is a sacred place. You can say that it's not really your thing but don't talk shit about sauna. Again, would you want to go to sauna but you want to wear a towel, say so. Finns will understand.

Apartment buildings and house areas have Law of Silence for the nighttime All Finnish apartments have a silence time. It's a law and if you (or your guests or pets) constantly violate that, you will be evicted, especially if you are a tenant. Avoid loud noise between 10pm to 7am. While it's not illegal to take a shower between 10pm and 7am, if you can take a shower before 10pm or after 7am, please do so. That's being polite towards neighbors and that's how most of the Finns live.

We don't have a word for please Finnish language is straight to the point and doesn't have a word for please. When speaking English in Finland, you can drop "please" out from it. Would you want to be very polite in Finnish, you can use kiitos (thank you) in customer service for please. But otherwise, just ask for what you want without any sugar coating - that's not rude but honest :3 (I so struggle to use normal polite language in English because it doesn't make any sense to me lol)

Watch out for pickpockets in Helsinki If you come to Helsinki, watch out for pickpockets, especially during summer. During summer many criminal groups arrive from East Europe to Helsinki to steal stuff from tourists. You need to be mindful only in the central and tourist attraction spots, though.

Anything you can imagine comes lactose free! Not really a guide but just a little note that if you can't have lactose, Finland is full of lactose free products. Stores have a little L on the price labels for Lactose Free products. Laktoositon = Lactose free. Overall, all kind of different food restrictions are well handled in Finland.

I like to say that if you didn't do it in Japan, because it's considered rude or distributive, don't do it in Finland either and you'll be fine :3 Except for saying what you mean and meaning what you say.

[hoffmanxfurthermore]

Greatest Almost

(Costas Mandylor as Paul Blankenship X reader)

Movie: Falling For You (1995)

Content: mentions of death/murder of family member, drinking, vomiting, stranger hook up, implied murder, afab reader, cussing, p in v sex, smut.

Word count: 2.1k

It's the middle of the night, on your way home from the bar. It's the same routine every night, ever since your sister died.

It'd been months since she was murdered, thrown from a window of an apartment building. You felt somewhat responsible. You were supposed to be visiting her that night, but you simply just forgot. The police never caught the guy who did it. But you were pretty sure it was the man she'd been seeing secretly. She never introduced you to him, but only told you about him.

She was your only family, your only support system. You're lost without her. You drink to cope with losing her. Every night. Having taken a cab to a part of town you'd never been to before, you don't know your way around. And, of course, you pull your phone out of your purse only to discover that it is dead. Sighing in defeat, you lean against the wall of a building and close your eyes, the cool misty rain wetting your face combined with your tears.

"Do you need some help?" You hear a voice as a man approaches you. Tall, thin, his brown hair dampened by the rain, parted in the middle. The soft light from the street lamps brings out the blue in his eyes as he walks towards you.

"I'm... lost..." You sob, too drunk to care about giving your emotions. He looks at you with a sympathetic look as you slide down the wall onto the wet sidewalk, apathetic to the fact that you're sitting in a puddle. The air isn't too cold, but cold enough to make you shiver slightly. You pull your jacket closed, lowering your face.

"My name is Paul. Paul Blankenship. Let me help you." He reaches a hand out. You lean forward to take his hand, but dizziness takes over as you heave, and the contents of your stomach spill out onto the sidewalk as well as your legs. Like your best friend at some college party, he holds your hair back as you vomit. A feeling of relief from the cold washed over you as your legs become warm from the liquid on them.

After the last bit of it is gone, you fall onto your side, wavering in and out of consciousness.

You vaguely remember him gently picking you up off the ground before you're out completely.

The next morning, you wake up in an unfamiliar room on a bed. A tall glass of water, a bottle of Gatorade, and a bottle of ibuprofen reside on the bedside table next to you. The clock on the wall reads 9:32am. You feel like complete shit with the worst hangover you've had in years. Sitting up, you chug the water quickly. Your head is pounding so hard that you're almost praying for death just to relieve the pain.

Sunlight peeks out around the blackout curtains that dress the windows. A small night light illuminates the room in a warm light. You're still wearing last night's clothes, but the vomit on your pant legs seems to have been wiped away. The room is a bit chilly, but sweat mats your hair to your forehead.

As you wake up a little bit, the door to the room opens, and the man from last night slowly enters, holding a small plate in one hand and some clothes in the other.

"You're awake," he observes, "how do you feel? I meant to leave this next to you, but I made you some plain toast to sooth your stomach. You looked rough last night."

"Where am i?" You ask, slightly nervous.

"I brought you back to my place. This is my guest room. Don't worry, I didn't do anything except clean you off a little bit." He sets the plate down next to you, smiling. "I brought you some clean clothes, too. I can wash the ones you're wearing. You can have a shower if you'd like," he points to the bathroom just off of the bedroom.

Picking up a piece of toast, you nibble on it as your gaze meets his. His hair looks silky smooth, and he has the most beautiful blue eyes you've ever seen, slightly hidden behind the glasses that rest upon his face.

"Thank you," you manage weakly as you pull yourself to your feet. Paul extends his hand to help you and make sure you can stand.

"I'll leave so you can change," he smiles at you as he leaves the room. Slowly peeling your clothes off, you examine your body in the mirror to make sure he is true to his word and didn't touch you. Nothing seems amiss, and you aren't in any pain besides your throbbing headache.

After you've showered and changed, you make your way down the hallway to the living room. Paul is sitting on the couch, flipping through TV channels, but he stands once he sees you. You hand him your clothes, and he walks into another room. A few moments later, you hear the washing machine filling up with water as he walks back where you've planted yourself on the couch.

"I saw you at the bar. You could barely walk. I wanted to make sure you're safe," he says, sitting next to you. Your cheeks flush red with embarrassment. He must see you as some girl who just drinks too much and doesn't know when to cut herself off. You close your eyes in shame.

"Hey, hey, it's okay," he tells you.

His caring demeanor seemed to help you open up, and before you knew it, you were telling him everything, spilling your entire heart out to a complete stranger.

"I'm sorry, I'm not trying to trauma dump all over you," you look away, "you're a stranger. I don't know you."

"It's okay," he reassures you, "I know you don't know me, and you probably don't like me. But you need a safe person, and I am that person. Whether or not you want to believe me. I can take you home if you want."

You feel a strange attraction to him. You're not usually into guys you'd just met, but there is something.... different about him.

"You don't want to go home, do you?" He inches closer to you on the couch.

"No..." You confess, moving closer to him. Before you know it, his hand is in your hair, his lips pressed against yours. You lean into the kiss as excitement fills your body. The slight scent of peppermint lingers on your lips as he slowly pulls back, scanning your face for any sign of hesitation or denial.

"How are you feeling?" He asks.

"A lot better now."

Leaning in for another kiss, his hand slips under your shirt, and he pauses. You don't try to stop him, so he moves again, cupping your left breast lightly as his soft lips make contact with your neck.

Arousal sparks between your thighs as his teeth nip the skin of your neck lightly. A small moan escapes your lips. Paul accepts that as an encouragement to keep going as he slowly lifts your shirt over your head.

This man is a total stranger. You know nothing about him at all. But in the heat of the moment, all you want is him. Intoxicated by his touch alone, his lips on your skin sending shockwaves coursing through your veins, you can only imagine how it'll feel when things progress.

The rest of your clothes fall off of you like water, and within seconds, you're wearing nothing but your skin as his tongue lightly traces over your collarbone. The light contact sends shivers down your body as his fingertips graze your thigh. You arch your back off the couch slightly, offering yourself to his touch.

Paul wastes no time, reaching out to pull you onto his lap. His hands roam over your body, slipping up your torso to cup your breasts. You moan, arching into his touch as his thumbs rub over your already hard nipples.

"You feel so good," he whispers, his hot breath fanning your neck as he nuzzles your sensitive skin. You lace your fingers through his soft brown hair, holding him against you as his lips leave a trail of fire along your jawline, shivers running down your spine.

You tilt your head back, exposing your neck to him as his lips continue their descent.

"You taste even better," he groans, his voice hoarse with desire. You feel his erection pressing into you, hard and insistent, and you grind your hips down against him, needing to feel him inside you. You lift your hips, allowing him a better look at your bare body.

"You're gorgeous," he growls, his eyes dark with desire. "I want to feel you."

Paul's words send shocks of desire right between your legs, your body throbbing with need. Lifting yourself up, you reach down to grasp the waistband of his grey sweatpants. With a quick tug, you pull them down, releasing his hard length. Paul kicks them off and then urges you to straddle him. You lower herself onto his thick cock, feeling your pussy stretch to accommodate him.

Throwing your head back, a moan escapes lips as he fills you completely. Paul groans, his eyes sliding shut as he relishes the feeling of being encased in your warm, tight pussy. You begin to move, lifting yourself up and then sinking back down, impaling yourself on his shaft.

"Fuck, you feel so good," Paul mutters, his eyes glued to where your bodies are joined. He reaches up, rolling your nipples between his thumbs and forefingers as you set a steady rhythm riding him. You lean forward, bracing your hands on his warm chest as you increase your pace.

"I want you," you gasp, your breath coming in hot gasps, "I need you to make me cum."

Paul smiles, his blue eyes filled with lust.

"I aim to please," he promises, reaching between your bodies to rub your swollen clit in slow, soft circles.

Crying out in pleasure, your body tightens as the coil of tension inside of you snaps.

"Fuck... Paul!" You shout, your pussy clenching around him as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you.

Paul holds your hips, continuing to thrust up into you as your orgasm washes through you.

"Come on, baby, let go," he urges, his voice hoarse with his own need.

Collapsing against him, your sweaty body shakes as your orgasm slowly fades out. Paul rolls you so you're laying on the couch, him on top, never breaking your connection. He begins to move, thrusting into you deeply. You wrap your legs around his waist, meeting his thrusts with your own.

"That's it, take it all," he growls, his eyes locked into yours as he pounds into you, "You're so tight, so fucking wet."

You moan loudly as you dig your nails into his shoulders as he hits your g-spot over and over.

"Oh, God, right there," you whine, your body building towards another climax, "I'm going to cum again!"

"That's it, baby, cum on my fucking cock" Paul encourages you, his own orgasm building. You cry out, your pussy tightening around his girth as you cum again, your slick juices flowing around him.

Paul groans, his body tensing as he approaches his own release.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," he warns, his thrusts becoming more erratic and spontaneous.

Feeling his cock pulse as his warm cum spills inside you, your own body trembles with the aftershocks of your orgasm. You lie like that for several moments, both of your breath slowly returning to normal as you savor the feeling of your joined bodies.

Finally, Paul kisses you softly, withdrawing from you and standing up.

"Holy shit..." you gasp as he slides his pants back on. Slowly standing up, he hands you some napkins as you feel his warm seed dripping down your thighs. You clean yourself off, discarding the napkins into the bin. Paul walks towards the window of his apartment and opens it as you get dressed. The cool air feels good on your hot, sweaty skin.

"I love it up here," Paul says, peering out the open window, "the whole city... come, look."

Standing in place, you think of your sister. The man she was seeing, who threw her out of a window, lived in a high-rise apartment. Panic washes over you as you slowly back away. It can't be the same guy... you don't want to believe it.

Before you can react, Paul walks over to you swiftly, grabbing you by your hips. His grip is firm, and you're unable to break away as he effortlessly leads you toward the window.

[grigori77]

Critical Role, Campaign 3 Episode 109

Matt: "I-I am ... scared." Yup. Great start, guys.

Where we going with this, Sam? Oh! It's these guys again. Go off Liam and Tal! I love these skits. Even if Taliesin is practically just playing himself ... XD ... wow, Liam ... that's some GENUINELY crazy overacting you're doing there, mate ... a new companion? Wait ... yeah, that's right, Ashley and Laura ain't here ... oh yeah, that's the stuff. Perfect ... and GODS DAMN Ash, I like that look on you A LOT ... AND THAT LAUGH ... LOL ...

Yeah ... wow ... O.O

Matron dice with LITTLE GOLD THREADS in them? SWEET!!! O.O I want some ...

Zathuda's stretched fleshy face ... thanks for THAT reminder, Matthew ...

Okay, then ... morning ... have they been eaten by the dragon in the night? No ... he's just comfy, like a happy kitty ... awwwwwww ... :3

He's waking up ... okay ... is this gonna be interesting? Ooof ... well that's ... nice ... all right then, moment of truth? Awww ... oh, he likes her ... yeah, that's the stuff ... okay, then ... oh, a little keepsake? That's so cute ... :3 Does it have family? DOES it? Hmmmmm ... no, do not do the fake scaring it off thing ... that never ends well ...

"Go, spread your legs!" XD ... yeah, I had a feeling that was gonna come back tohaunt us, but not THAT soon ...

And he's OFF ... okay, then ...

Ashton (to Fearne): "Fuck, you're weird." (affectionate)

Nans Morri, creepy shit like always ...

Wow ... they really DID do the nasty ... Braius, you salty dawg ... and apparently they were VERY LOUD ... yeah, you've all got VERY DIRTY MINDS and you should all be ashemed ... XD

A tally of favours? Oh, why does that make me all kinds of nervous? O.O

Wait, Travis forgot to roll for Chetney's overnight survival? Is he about to die on the spot?

Oh yeah, the time dilation ...

Was that a Galaxy Quest Thermian joke, Marisha?

"A fickle bitch"? Wow, so Nana really ISN'T a fan of the Matron ... this should be interesting ...

Laudna likes rattails? Hmmm ... oh, Laudna REALLY likes rattails ... lovely ...

Birdy! Awww ... time for goodbye, then ... and Olly too ... really hope this isn't a BIG googbye ...

Yay! Hugs! Always good ...

The Sorrowlord's sword? Okay ... is this Orym's speed or maybe another Craven Edge style situation like the last one?

"Beer bongage"? Hmmmmm?

Oh, give it to Fearne? Yeah, that might work better ... or at least hold onto it in case somebody else might make use of it in the coming madness ...

Duskhunger ... wow ... and it LIGHTS UP WITH BLACK FLAMES?!!! Awesome ... O.O ... it's considered a "LEGENDARY FAE WEAPON"?!!! Oh yeah, no DEFINITELY hold onto THAT then, Fearne ...

Could Ashton wield it? Well THAT'S an interesting possibility ... well, we'll see ...

Ottohan's sword? Oh gods ... here we go, then ... definitely put THAT horrible shit on the "soul suck list" ...

I'm sorry .... HOW MANY times have you lost your wee halfling member, Orym? O.O

Chanting begins ... "EAT THE HARP!!! EAT THE HARP!!!" Dorian: "I yield to peer pressure IMMEDIATELY!!!"

So here we go, then ... Dorian is now going to ABSORB THE HARP ... this should be interesting ... goodbye Harp of Valour, then ... and this is a FIRST TIME interacting with the Harness for Dorian ... oh boy ... this is gonna be QUITE the crash course for the boy ...

A PERMANENT ADVANTAGE on Performance checks? Oh that is SWEET!!! The rest of it's very impressive too, but THAT is properly AWESOME for the Bard ...

Nana: "When all is said and done, I'd love to take a look at that." Braius: "At the Harness or Dorian?" Nana: "YESSSSS!!!"

Holy shit ... that is some FREAKY fucking power the Fatestitcher's got ... jump through, guys! Do it quick! Oh ... yeah, okay, wait for it to actually CLARIFY first, then ...

And Braius is up for maybe doing THAT again ... yeah ... O.O

Through the portal, then ... back to Vasselheim!

So ... things are TENSE in the city right now ... hmmmm ...

Off to the Duskmeadow, then ... okay ...

Marisha's overwhelmingly comprehensive notes ... I mean that could take A WHILE to find THAT particular piece of information ... Travis: "Your handwriting is UNREASONABLY legible." Marisha: "Really?" Travis: "Yeah. I can read it." Taliesin: "It's like a FONT."

Oooooh ... THIS lady looks pretty awesome ...

Well THIS is a seriously GOTHIC monolith of a temple, definitely ... sounds like JUST THE PLACE for their requirments ... The Raven's Crest ... cool ...

Dorian: "Seems a little on the nose ..."

Oh ... so they're already expected? That's ... maybe a little disconcerting ... O.O

What, so NOW you guys are trying to work out your plan? Isn't it a little LATE for that, now?

Wow ... you guys really don't know WHAT you're doing right now and IT REALLY SHOWS ...

Now THIS is more like it ... yeah, this is REALLY PRETTY ... I could get used to a place like THIS ...

Going UP then? Yeah, I agree with Imogen, that's a surprise.

Pate HAD TO make the place echo "DICK!!!" didn't he?

Laudna's nervous about how she looks ... that's actually ADORABLE ... XD

Marisha: "Saviour of the realm, can't knock on the door!" LOL

Yeah ... that is a BIG KNOCKER ...

A kaleidoscope? Oh, that is BEAUTIFUL ... O.O

Three figures? Oh, is it those old women again? Yup ... looks like it is ... and they REALLY ARE expected ...

Monocle of True Essence? Hmmmmm ... yeah, this place is SERIOUSLY powered up ... Arcana check? Hmmmm ... Dirty 20? Nice ... so this is all basically INTRINSICALLY integrated into the structure itself ...

Another big pool of blood? Whoa ... like back when Vex did his whole thing back in Campaign 1 ... that's ... great ... O.O

Laudna STRIPS OFF on the spot and just skips right over ... yeah, I mean what else did we expect?

Oh boy, this is gonna be interesting ... oh, it's COLD? Great ... So who's going in, then? Aside from Laudna?

Yeah, of course Imogen follows her ... Dorian casts Unending Breathe? Smart ... but maybe not really necessary ... Chetney's going in ... Hunter's Bane? Interesting ... this blood is CELESTIAL? Crazy shit ... and now he's BREATHING OUT as he goes down. As is Ashton ...

Okay, so looks like EVERYBODY'S going in, then ... although Orym is SERIOUSLY debating it ... awwww ... Braius is being supportive right now ... that's quite sweet ...

Orym CUTS HIS HAND and adds the blood to the pool? Blimey ... so they're going in too, then ...

Fearne's the last holdout? Hmmmm ... oh my gods she TASTES IT ... O.O ... Matt: "It's very bloody." NO SHIT!!!

So everybody's in, then ... now what?

Does this mean EVERYBODY has to drown in order to transition through this? To DIE a little? Wow ...

And then there's Dorian ... who doesn't NEED to breathe right now ... NOW what does he do? He lets go and breaks the spell ... oh fuck ... O.O

And now everybody's just DROWNING in this shit ... and NOW it warms up? Comforting? Familiar? Oh, that's unsettling ... and now finally they've touched down somewhere ... somewhere OUT of the blood now ... okay, then ...

A "spiderweb of gold"? Oh, yeah, we know what THAT is ...

It's feathers? Of course it is ...

Yup, here she is. The Matron of Ravens.

Time for a break? Yup ... that's about right ...

WHY are they here? Is this a test? Is she suspicious? What's up? Meanwhile Laudna seems unusually ... starstruck ...

Crap ... did she just drop the Arch Heart in the shit? O.O ... oh dear ... yeah, Laudna's just digging a hole for herself right now ... I have NO IDEA where this is gonna go, but I don't think ANY way is GOOD ...

The "natural arrogance of mortal life"? Hmmmm ... okay, so ... it sounds like she's NOT ACTUALLY INTERESTED in helping them ... is she panning on just LETTING THIS HAPPEN?

Hey now ... chill out, Ash ... and Fearne, too! Come on guys, don't antagonise the SUPREMELY SCARY GODDESS OF DEATH!!! O.O

Ashton: "Don't think I don't know how small I am." The Matron: "Very." Ashton: "You're not the first to remind me."

Invoking Liliana? Hmmmm ... now Opal? Oh man ... and she looks SO BAD ... O.O ... and this is THE FIRST TIME Fearne or Orym have seen her like this ... ouch ...

Vespin Chloras? Oof ...

Prove themselves worthy? HOW?!!! How could ANYONE truly prove something like that?

Imogen gives it a go anyway ... bigging everybody up ... once again, she proves that if ANYBODY could really be considered their leader it's HER ... more so because I really don't think she wants it AT ALL ...

The Matron: "And what of you?" Imogen: "Me? I have a storm inside of me, and I can't wait to let it out."

The vision of Opal ATTACKS Fearne as she approaches it? Fuck ... and it HURTS ... O.O

ROLL INITIATIVE?!!! WHAT?!!!

Matt LEAVES THE TABLE ... oh, a Battlemap ... great ... and it is FUCKING WEIRD and all kinds of abstract ... that is a TRIPPY setup ...

Braius is up first, then ... and he goes for Liliana ... taking a swing with Poison Pen ... yeah, she just floats away and his misses ... oh, that one hits, though ... with Divine Smite at Level 2? Oof ... and SHINING Smite? Wow ... that's new ... sounds like this is gonna be A LOT of dice ... IT IS!!! 39 points of damage, and attack rolls against her have advantage for an entire minute? Cool ...

Dorian is OFFENDED so he just goes straight for Opal ... attacks with his father's sword ... only 8 points of damage, but 11 on a second, then arms his Lute, with the little blade ... and POKES her ... another 5 points? Okay, then ... and she doesn't respond AT ALL ... that's unsettling ...

Laudna Banes ALL THREE OF THEM ... O.O ... wow ... then she heads toward the Thread of Fate ... interesting ...

Liliana floats up, giving Braius an attack of opportunity, only for her to Shield and foil him ... then she dumps a ton of purple lightning on EVERYBODY!!! Ouch ... and now they're all IN THE AIR!!! Not good ... O.O ... so only Orym and Chetney are still on the ground ... crap!

Opal's going for Chetney, then ... Hexblade's Curse? And she CRITS it ... 12 and then 16 points of Piercing damage ... ow!

Chetney WOLFS OUT and starts swiping at her with his claws ... two just miss, and the third is just DEFLECTED by her magical armour ... WOW!!! She just OWNED his arse there ...

Orym Hexes Opal before trying to disarm her ... oh nice, he is ON IT right now ... one knife gone, plus 22 points of damage ... second one gone too ... Goading attack now ... 22 points ... and NOW SHE'S A HORRIFIC SPIDER CREATURE ... gods, that's just LOVELY ...

Fearne bamfs Mister out, then casts Aura of Life on herself ...

Vespin Chloras casts Time Stop? HOLY FUCK!!! That's not good AT ALL!!! I saw what that shit did in Honour Among Thieves! And now there's THREE OF HIM?!!! Great ... Con saves across the board, then ... that's a FUCKTON of Necrotic damage, thank fuck for Fearne's quick thinking ...

Ashton Rages just to see what happens ... yeah, he's too high up for much of any effect ... but he COULD hit Liliana ... he holds his actin to coordinate with Imogen ...

... who casts Fly on herself, then turns herself INTO LIGHTNING before floating down towards her mother ... before blasting Vespin? Hmmmm ... interesting choice ... he fails his save, so that's 4 D8 of Lightning damange! 23 points! POW!!!

Meanwhile Ashton chucks his hammer through a portal to materialise just in front of Liliana ... AND IT HITS!!! She's still Shielded, though ... crap ... so it just passes through another portal and THIS TIME it hits her! Okay ... 22 points of damage! Which breaks her concentration and EVERYBODY DROPS!!!

Laudna casts Featherfall on everybody to prevent them from being PUMMELLED when they hit the ground ... phew! Meanwhile Dorian grabs hold of her as he drops, pulling her down but not all the way so now he's still 30 feet in the air ...

Braius charges Opal, pulls an Ensnaring Strike on her with his black balls ... plus a Divine Smite ... 21 points of damage, and now she is comprehensively RESTRAINED!!! He batters her again, with another Divine Smite, inflicting a further 45 points of damage! Holy shit!

Dorian give Imogen Bardic Inspiration, then casts Thunderwave on Liliana ... she's battered down towards the ground, while he flies as close to Imogen as he safely can in her present form ...

Laudna summons her Hound of Ill Omen and sends it towards Chloras ... then she chucks a blazing purple Fireball at his face ... BOOM!!! That's 36 points of damage! Ouch! Then she tells her dog to "Sic him!" and the phantom pooch starts to maul him for 13 more points of piercing damage!

Liliana Psychic Lances Dorian, and he fails his save ... but Imogen succeeds hers ... 36 pointsd of Psychic damage? OH MY GODS it's a miracle his head doesn't explode in mid air ... O.O ...

Opal rematerialises her blades? Are you kidding me? Now she tries to attack Chetney, but he's still entangling her, and she's slowed from the poison of Braius' barbs ... almost none of it hits until she finally CRITS at the last ... 8 points of piercing damage thanks to his wolf form soaking most of it up ... and now she seems to be snapping out of her trance? WHAT?!!!

Chetney Inflicts Wounds on her ... that's 19 points of Necrotic damage! Opal is SERIOUSLY MESSED UP right now ...

Orym flanks Opal and attacks, dealing another 14 points ... and that's it! HDYWTDT!!! Laura: "You punched the highlights out of her hair!" The corpse starts to sink before RED HANDS reach up to drag it down into the blood pool ... O.O ... that's just UNSETTLING ... then Orym Misty Steps up to Chloras and BARELY CATCHES HIMSELF before dropping into a TERRIFYING BOTTOMLESS DROP directly under him that nobody saw ... Goading Attack! 17 points of damage and he TANKS his wisdom save, which is SWEET!!! Next hit is another 12 points, and he is now looking REALLY FUCKED UP.

Fearne Flame Strikes Chloras at 4th Level, hitting him with 17 points ot Fire damage together with 16 points of Radiant, the latter of which is a good deal MORE effective ... then Mister chucks flaming shit at him, but misses ... nuts!

Chloras blasts a bolt of black Lightning at Chetney and Braius ... that's A LOT of dice ... O.O ... 51 points of Lightning damage, but thanks to Braius' proximity Chet only takes HALF ... then he flicks an ember at Laudna, inflicting 40 points of Radiant damage? OUCH!!!

Ashton goes to greytone as he continues to Rage and CHARGES Chloras ... barely catching himself to avoid dropping into the pit too ...

Imogen blasts her mother with a Lightning bolt ... only for her to make her save, meaning she only takes half of 22 damage ... meanwhile Imogen pulls some fancy flying to avoid getting into range of a response ... then she quickens a spell to blast a 7th Level bolt at Chloras ... oh boy ... he FAILS his save, so it's FULL FORCE ... that's A LOT of dice, Laura ... 43 points of Lightning damage, and he is now SERIOUSLY CRISPY ...

Braius rushes for Chloras, using Misty Step to get into melee, taking a swing with his balls ... Divine Smite means it's 34 points of damage on the first, the second is a duplicate, but that's DESTROYED ...

Dorian's just spinning vaguely in the air because his head is still FUCKED ... ow ... so he just drifts into one of the Threads of Fate ... and it SHOCKS HIM WITH MEMORY?!!! Intriguing ... oh my gods is that an Opal infodump? O.O Fascinating!

Laudna assumes her Form of Dread, this time mirroring the Matron as she looks up at her visage and addresses her directly ... casting Spirit of Death in the form of a mirror? Whoa ... what even IS THIS right now? Can this even DO ANYTHING?!!!

ALL THE THREADS shudder at once ... whoa ... O.O

That makes her drop her Bane, but she sends the Spirit to attack Chloras, slashing at him with a reapiing scythe ... ooooooooooh ... O.O ... 10 points of Necrotic damage! Finally the Hound mauls him again, but doesn't inflict any real damage ...

Liliana tries to reason with Imogen ... "Do you trust me?" Oh hell, Imogen ... DO NOT believe this is real ... Power Word Stun? SHIT!!! Yeah, now Imogen is OUT OF IT for the rest of the turn ...

Chetney slashes as Chloras, inflicting 20 points of slashing damage on him, and that's the HDYWTDT!!! Yeah, Chet just OPENS HIM, finishing him with a witty burn ...

Orym Hexes Liliana, runs up towards her and jumps up to try and close some range, using Seedling to whip at her with Windblade ... Goading attack! 25 points of damage! Second hit is fouled by a Shield, but he gets a Nat20 on the next, another Goading attack, with 34 points of damage this time. And THIS ONE finishes her? Wow ... that's it, then ... fight's done ...

Suddenly the Matron's there with them again ... okay ... maybe they've won her respect now?

Oh shit yeah, I'm right, that WAS a test ...

Holy shit, she really IS in league with the Arch Heart! O.O Does this make her a threat? An ally? WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?!!!

SHE'S TAKING HER MASK OFF?!!! O.O

The Matron: "Welcome to the conundrum."

Oh! Vax! Great Matt, just rip our hearts out why don't you ...

So ... does she REALLY just want to be put out of her own misery right now? Does she really just want to DIE?

There's a cetain sense in what she's saying but it still feels awful nihilistic ...

Okay ... it sounds like maybe she's seeking someone to take her place, to succeed her in the workso she can just obtain this "peace" she speaks of, which her predecessor achieved ...

Oh yeah, give us info, Matron ... spill on Predathos, anything you can tell us about that thing would be really helpful ...

Why am I starting to feel like she might be looking at Laudna as a possible heir? Maybe it's just me, but ... I mean, she WOULD be a perfect choice for this. The more she speaks about herself, the more it feels like they're somewhat alike ...

Ooooooooh ... yeah, a boon from the Matron, that would be helpful too ... wait ... is she offering up HER MASK?!!! O.O Wait, she's giving it to BRAIUS? That's interesting ...

"At the right time, someone will wear it and call ..." Hmmm ...

Good point! What DOES happen to Vax if she's destroyed? This is REALLY IMPORTANT to our sanity, Matthew!

Dorian: "When was the last time you were suprised?" Yeah, OF COURSE it's Vax again ...

Orym: "Do you ever miss your mortality?" The Matron: "Every moment." Oof ...

Destroying the Malleus Key would free Vax? Yeah, I figured something like that would do it ... a Luxon? There's a Luxon powering that thing? Of fucking course there is ...

Oh NOW she's addressing Laudna's ... unique condition? Interesting ... a SILVER thread? Oh, that's interesting ... the thread CONNECTS HER TO IMOGEN?!!! Shut up! And the rest of them too? Okay, then ...

Does this SERIOUSLY mean that Laudna could COME BACK TO LIFE if they actually succeed in this? The Matron: "Anything's possible." AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! I swear, the internet is gonna EXPLODE after THIS ONE ...

And that's it, then ... just like that she's giving them the boot ... back through that unpleasantness ... and they're back in the temple again ...

Yeah, they're all just a load of gory messes right now ...

And THAT'S IT ... yeah, about right.

I swear, I used O.O A HELL OF A LOT this session ... that was VERY MUCH how I was feeling the whole time, I swear to the gods ... that was an EXHAUSTING episode ...

[randomsloredrops]

Random's Lore Drops - Sand Under Table (FR this time)

Alright, so basically, i hate my shitty sans lore drop so i'm making a real one. Ready? Because it's time for...

Cursive, Cursive the Skeleton. Wait what do you mean it's not Cursive? Oh, Sans? sorry. Sans, Sans the Skeleton.

Time to rant. Like, REALLY rant. So, Sans The Skeleton. You know him, you love him, or you hate him. I'm in the middle-ground. I don't give a fUCK about that twat. He's the face of Undertale (but most definitely not what defines it), as well as the first person you meet in Snowdin, excluding Mister Camera which people usually miss (it's in the bush right as you exit). He's a comedian skeleton who likes to play pranks, and also tells over half as many puns as Papyrus (wild ain't it?). His first introduction is not at the gate, but instead the walk to it, where you get to watch his shadow move around as you walk, and also watch as he snaps a stick with ease (don't ask how). As you might know, he's completely nihilistic, and refuses to fight you until you actually end up being a threat. That's right, first degree murder on everybody except those two Froggits you forgot about in the Ruins makes you not a threat, but a Genocide route does. Why? Well, it's simple. You become a threat to the timeline. Now, it's to note he DOESN'T remember resets, only being able to tell by Frisk's expression (which is not related to your input). He also doesn't have the deja vu that others have, instead noting down things during resets, like Frisk turning around before he tells them to, and them acting like they did everything before. He DOES, however, state that there are reports of timelines shifting left and right, which means he has some sort of machine to tell. It's pretty known, but the reason he doesn't kill you isn't out of laziness, but instead, having a promise. He outright tells you that he'd kill you in a paci/neutral route during the "date" with him. He is CANONICALLY only friends with Toriel, and even then, he never knows her name until the pacifist pre-ending cutscene, before Asriel. sans.™ literally could not give any less of a shit, but because he knew Toriel for a while, albeit due to the power of knock-knock jokes, he ended up accepting. He also states that he HATES making promises. His attitude really tells a lot, as, even in his boss fight in the Genocide route, he does not give a SHIT about it. He constantly looks like he's joking, and he does NOT act overly emotional in any situation, with the most emotional that he gets being to tell yourself to politely go fuck thyself by telling you to burn in hell, and calling you a dirty brother killer. He still CARES about people, he just rarely shows it. That "dirty brother killer" line really shows it. After all, how would YOU feel if broke into YOUR planet, into YOUR country, into YOUR town/city, and killed your only family member and then said I was above consequences for that. ...Ignore the "your planet" line. Trust me I come from Earth. It's also shown based by his room that he is NOT a clean person. His first stand stinks of condiments, he sells hotdogs at his own stand, and it's assumed that he LITERALLY has the exact same stand everywhere, based on the snow on the roof, which never disappears in any instance of his stand (stand, IS THAT A JOJO REFERENCE?!?!?). His only role, aside from comedic relief, is the final Genocide boss (which he is known as), and the guy to judge you before you go to Asgore, since that is his only role. Now, onto personal hate. People DON'T realize that he's not fucking FIGHTING you because you're a threat to the kingdom, but because you're going to ERASE the timeline, and when something's erased, it usually never comes back. It's because of the timeline possibly being erased forever, in which he fights you and tries to off you. He doesn't know about the "deal" that the Player makes with Chara, in which you trade your SOUL to recreate the timeline from square one. (my personal headcanon for if Sans ever remembers you're genocides is to go fuck off elsewhere, since there's no reason to fight, right? After all, you're not permanently erasing the timeline, he has no reason to fight. It may be erased, but it keeps coming back, even if YOU don't recreate it, because another Player will.)

[akjwkshoralie51661]

I cant not, I can not live like this anymore man. This is like the 3rd analysis post that include the "Fiddleford went out of his way abandoned his wife and kid just because he wanna get with Stanford". Cuz no!!???

Yes I agree he did ditch his wife and kid for a man AND THAT'S A AWFUL THING TO DO, but come on!!! He didn't do it because he want to have a brokeback mountain ahh situation and to cheat on his wife!? He did it JUST because he love and care the man, cuz ya know that love can be unconditional right???

(Note: I gonna use romantic lenses for their relationship because those post did and talk about it like so)

He didn't need or want his feeling for to get replicated whatsoever because HE STILL HAVE A WIFE FOR FUCK SAKE. HE WOULD FEEL IMMENSE GUILT ABOUT THAT!!

If you believe that Fiddleford do have a thing for Ford then if it's anything, it just a wishful thinking. Like he way ppl want to be a billionaire? It remain a wishful thing, aka you know I'll never happen and not that hopeful abt it but it'd be nice if it happen? All the thing he did all the gifts he gave is all because he appreciate Ford and he love him, thats all, NOT cuz he wanna get with Ford and want the guy to be like "oh you're so nice to me and you do all these thing to me so now I will kiss you".

Omg that shit is literally IN THE TEXT with after Fidds gave Ford TWO christmas gifts (which he gave nothing to his wife WHICH have no hetrosexual explanation for it, also you can't blame that on the memory gun either cuz how da fuck why he HANDMADE the two gifts for Ford he didn't think that: oh yeah I also have to get back with my wife and kid so I probably need to make present for them also???) and when Ford said he feel bad for not giving Fidds anything Fiddleford literally quote: "F reassured me that being part of scientific history was present enough. He only wished to hold my Nobel Prize one day."

He gave stuff for Ford just because he wants to and he need nothing back from Ford, ever. Like, not even recognition when it come to their scientific research with him saying Ford's nobel prise despite both working on the portal.

A lot of yall seem to forget Fiddleford's nature is kind, he a bit of a coward when it come to certain stuff, too afraid to confront his problems, alway choose an easy way out like the memory gun stuff. That, I do agree. But ultimately he still a kind man, Ford said that, Alex said that what do you even want more. And yes, he did erasing Ford's memories without his consent and that is fucked up. But that too came from a place of wanting to do good, of what he think what's best for Ford.

Fiddleford McGucket did what he did for Stanford because he himself care a lot about his friend (platonic or not tbh) and because he is a kind-hearted soul, not because of some ulterior motive.

Speaking of that christmas entry... FUCK IT! I WILL go out of my way to defend Stanford Pines in this specifically cuz I AM TIRED of some of yall bitches made him more horrible than he actually is. He's not a good guy and have high ego plus some narcissistic tendencies but come on, he's not actually that fucking evil jezz.

Ya'll keep going on about how he didn't gave Fiddleford anything back but ya forgot that he didn't know Fidds gonna gave him anything??? He did feel bad abt it and then wanted to do something for him? He even giving Fiddleford break day and suggest going on adventure to pay him back. Also he's a Jewish so I doubt that he celebrate christmas and participate gift giving tradition? (I tried to look more about it but mostly it's gift giving between family members and between adults and kids so correct me if I was wrong).

Not to mention he did decide to take a break to celebrate the holiday with Fiddleford to cheer him up after he came back from a fight with his wife and saved him from the Krampus.

Finally, the snow globe breaking was not his fault either, Bill startled him which made him dropped the it on the ground (which kinda indicate that he hold the snow globe while he's sleeping soooo).

Like the only thing I aint defending and hate him for is he jump straight to doubting Fidds after Bill told him abt Fidds having a second thought AFTER THE MAN LITERALLY CAME BACK AND SAVE YOUR LIFE???

STANFORD FILBRICK PINES WHY ARE YOU TRUSTING A LITERALLY TRIANGLE DEMON YOU JUST MET OVER YOUR OWN FRIEND WHOM YOU'VE KNOWN SINCE COLLEGE!!!??? OMG YOU'RE SO GAY YOU'RE SO GAY AND SO INTO AND TRUSTING THAT FUCK ASS TRIANGLE JUST BECAUSE THAT MF KNOW HOW TO STROKE YOUR EGO IT MAKING ME INSANEEEEEEEEE

So yeah that's all I have to say to defend my Fiddleford, like I am sorry but I can't with people butchering his character like this. Yes it's bad that he left his wife and kid for a man, I ain't defend that of him. But seeing Fiddleford thing with Stanford exclusively romantic may have ruined the way people look at his character and all the things he did for Ford tbh. They make it seem like he just making a fool of himself, sacrificing everything just because he wanted to be with Stanford but that's not the case.

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do you have any headcannons for ur bug? :) ur silly guy .. guy we gotta put under a aaaa microscope - @knashingmawz

In preparation for this ask, I turned on Sean’s playlist and then immediately forgot about this ask because I HAD to go write a 2k word analysis on my own rp responses. And then I just kept forgetting. So let’s try to do this AGAIN, YAY, turning on the bleed out mountain goats album.

So, as for my Sean, I refer to him as my bug because I have a fascination with him. Specifically in the like . 🔍 studying manner. But also, actually, I do have this headcanon that he has a fascination with bugs. Actually, I like to imagine he likes all sorts of insects and arachnids and then also separate creatures like mollusks. Little things. 

Okay, onto more concise headcanons! Things I was told but cannot prove also go under this section, like Sean and Lee being childhood friends, Sean growing up in the cult as opposed to forming it, ect. But I use these to base my thoughts because these make for a fun and fascinating story to me! I like the idea that he grew up like this, and i’ve made a note about this when speaking to some friends, but;

Generally my big ones are on the family and building their worldbuilding and what exactly they stand for in the narrative. My favorite concept is that the leader never survives very long ; the leader is always whoever is most necessary to the goal at the time. Hence, why Sean became leader; he was loyal and as close to a Carrier as anyone could be, he had the means to be useful. Before him, it's always pastors, politicians, police, doctors, ect, people who are important, and the cult teaches the children to grow into these professions to garner as much power as possible. They want their hands everywhere, in everything, hearing and speaking to as many as they can. The Family teaches closeness amongst members, speaks that they are the only ones who will find salvation in the new world, that the Leaders will be the gods that reign alongside The Speaker when the world ends and is started anew (by merging purgatory with the overworld! that one's canon) but! the leader of each sector of the cult (i like to pretend it's much bigger than it likely is) never makes it too long! because someone else is always more useful, more important, like Sean! Therefore, they tend to fall into madness from The Speaker's whispers and pass on at its hands, or kill themselves to escape once it starts getting bad. which, funny enough, was HIS fate too! He tells Lee that he gave up his family and his humanity for the Speaker, of course he’s in it’s world in the afterlife, and it’s “his will.” 

Significantly more fucked up headcanon: leaders and important figures to The Family get branded or otherwise 'marked' to display their loyalty and exactly who or what they belong to. Sean got branded when he became leader and at the same time he got REALLY hooked on The Speaker and hes very proud of that fucking mark. "this is my divine right" ass. He’s in deep!! I also like to imagine he leaves this same scar on Lee, sort of binding them together, The Leader and The Carrier, two beings that can never escape their binding fates, they will both be tools for the new world and be together in the afterlife– Sean says this in the series too; they’re going to the same place!

Sean: You think I'd go somewhere else when I died? After sacrificing my humanity- to him? Lee: You're not real! You're not real! Sean: You know- the same thing will happen to you, when you go. Lee: Shut up! Shut up!

This also links into a secondary thought I have about him in which he’s really fucking weird about pain ; The Speaker, canonically, makes whoever it speaks to- sick. Okay, not sick. It actively hurts. It hurts like nothing you've ever felt, according to Lee. And then, if you listen long enough, it has a drug quality to it; Sean is quite literally addicted to his own god! And that shit HURTS, but it feels good, it feels powerful, it feels– right! It becomes necessary, something to attach to, you need it like you need breathing, and you start to associate this pain and agony with good things, pleasure, greatness, going through this means you get this BLESSING of hearing The Speaker’s voice! So now Sean tackles everything with this concept; Pain brings good things, it brings clarity, pain is associated with everything he needs. This doubles; I like to think The Speaker literally warps the way you think. I think , in the sense of a leader , it needs someone cruel and ruthless. We know it's incredibly intelligent, we know it's a mastermind of sorts- it's not hard to make the jump and assume that on top of it all; the irritation and swings of withdrawal, the desperation, all of it- it's fully capable of destroying who you are and turning you into something monsterous in it's image. That's what a good leader should be, ^_^ Resembling their god!

Fuckingngngng freak. I have more thoughts about him. Nicer thoughts. He looks at birds and thinks of Lee. Him and Lee were childhood friends— Sean picks lizards off of bricks and shows them off. They tussle in the grass together. They get fuckin drunk off their asses in the back of Sean’s busted ass car and talk about the future– Sean always said he never knew what he wanted to do. He meant it, because his fate was already decided by someone else. Him and Mo knew each other because of this. He never really had stuffed animals as a kid and he thinks theyre really dorky but he keeps getting them as gifts and from games and shit and he really likes them . he wears almost exclusively graphic tees and band tees and its weird as FUCK to see him wearing anything else. adnd ten million more things but god this is a long post can you send me another ask /silly

overall, one thing: he is THIS FUCKIN SONG! canaries in the coal mine by john congleton and the nighty nite. thats sean wf.

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Serafina and the Black Cloak Reread Thoughts

I forgot that the book takes place in 1899 for some reason, but regardless I'm very eager to see how that's handled (since I read it when I was much younger, I doubt I would have picked up on that). but I mean that's just fascinating given the history of the civil war (Cornelius Vanderbilt was a union man--not in it himself, but donated a giant steamship worth about 1 million USD). Also fun fact: George Vanderbilt paid his staff New York wages, which were higher than Asheville wages-- up to the equivalent of $73-ish dollars for the highest working members.

sera and her pa are adorable! little serafina not wanting to eat her veggies is my favorite thing & in a modern au he would definitely be the kinda guy to mix spinach into her brownies to try and trick her into eating vegetables

also serafina first line: "Did." do with that what you will

can serafina get rabies? she says she's been bitten by rats before...

love the sprinkling of 1890s southern dialect lmao

SHE'S THE CRC!

I forgot how good the imagery in this book is!! the descriptions of sounds and nature are incredible!!

mr Vanderbilt has over 22 THOUSAND BOOKS that's the kinda life goal I aspire to

serafina made up stories after reading she's just like me for

au where serafina is a PI & part-time novelist perchance?? (Braeden is a vet ofc)

Sera's pa: if anybody ever asks you who you are or where you're from, you don't answer, got it?

Sera: got it

Sera, the second she meets Braeden: hi I'm serafina here's my social security number

OH BRAEDEN FIRST DESCRIPTION WHAT "... or she'd see their twelve-year-old nephew riding his horse across the grounds, with his sleek black dog running alongside." (p. 12)

"Sometimes she dreamed of wearing fancy dresses and ribbons in her hair and shiny shoes on her feet" props to Robert Beatty for not making her have internalized misogyny and hating "girlie" things. the main fight scene is done in a dress if I recall and I'm so ready to read it

she mentions Braeden a lot (calls him "the young master" or "the nephew" but still, good foreshadowing)

awww poor sera wants a real family but also loves her pa *sigh* EMOTIONAL CONFLICT

sera describing the basement as "hers"!!!

the butler's 11 year old assistant gobbling cookies in the middle of the night is so real im sorry. but also sera standing in the shadow watching him & pretending they're friends chatting is gonna make me cry

oooh the rats and bugs all fleeing from cracks in the walls when the man in the black cloak arrives!!!

mr Thorne first line: "Don't worry. We're going right in here..." creepy lil shit

"her legs felt like explosions of speed" idk why but that line made me laugh. the book is so well-written but for some reason that line just feels very, idk, childish? it kinda took me out of the experience but maybe that's just me

"friends had to help friends. she didn't know much about life, but she knew that." she doesn't even know the girl but considers them friends and wants to help her. serafina seems to think Braeden is kinder than she is, but honestly I don't think that's true. I think Braeden is more willing to trust people, but serafina is more willing to sympathize with them, & I think she has preconceptions of people in power being bad (mr v, mr Thorne-- though the latter turned out to be true--rowena, etc) which turns out false

"A tall man in a black cloak and hood, his hands stained with blood" we have our first Mr Thorne description folks!!

"Just stay still, and this will all be over," he said, pulling her toward him. Serafina suddenly realized she'd made a dreadful mistake. This was far more than she could handle." oh god the places my mind instantly went to? dark, awful places. this book is disturbing and I'm inly 19 pages in-- how did I read this so gleefully as a kid?

"...as if the man wasn't of his own mind but possessed by a demented, ravenous demon" I don't quite remember but isn't it true that the cloak can speak to the wearer? so did it take over mr Thorne at some point? did hearing that voice all the time affect him and further corrupt him? did he ever get confused when he took the cloak off, maybe in the beginning, and think perhaps he didn't want to put it back on again, but in the end the urge for power and youth was too great? oooh angsty fanfic ideas.....

"Death was so near that she could see its blackness and hear the screams of the children who had gone before." this book is so dark how is it for children???? it's incredible I love it

ik she's looking for a place to hide from a guy trying to pull our her soul but her thought process when searching for a hiding spot reminds me of playing hide n seek

"She was the CRC. No trap or weapon or evil man was going to catch her." hELL YEAH

ahhhh description of serafina. collar bones that don't connect to other bones --> cats have a detached collar bone. four toes not five--> cats again. (also as a kid who was tiny and short and having been thought practically dead at birth, serafina was always inspiring to me)

"Mice are timid and prone to panic-induced mistakes at key moments. Just stay still little mouse, [she thought]." oooh nice callback to this exact thought about mice when she's hunting rats earlier

Also did I mention how much I love the chapter titles being encircled in brambles that form the shape of her face or a panther?? that's just cool. if I can actually write something good enough to be published, I'd love to have something like that

Babe wake up new slang just dropped: “gnawin’ on leather” 

Her pa doesn’t like mr poe gives “my dad won’t let us watch horror movies so you have to sneak them over in a different dvd cover if we’re gonna watch a horror movie when you sleep over later tonight” omg rowena & serafina girltime au?? (Lol sorry)

Oooooh the dynamo’s busted I wonder what thaaat meeeaannnssss (hehehe)

Biltmore being one of the few homes to have electricity is a nice reminder of the time period

“she’d been trying to follow [her pa’s] rules at least some of the time” lol

“Spotting an upholstered chair she felt an overwhelming desire to run her fingernails over the plush fabric” REAL

Her being shocked at flower vases & the idea of flowers INSIDE the house is so funny

Awwww poor sera, looking for her momma and siblings everywhere…

Serafina is super smart. just putting that out there. She’s brilliant and I love her

Oop the first description of Edith Vanderbilt kinda gives chatgpt-generated ngl (obviously it wasn’t bc it predates chatgpt & shitty ai writing generators, & this book is SO MUCH BETTER than anything an AI could generate regardless) 

“A refined and attractive woman, Mrs. Vanderbilt had a pale complexion and a full head of dark hair, and she seemed at ease in her role of hostess as she moved through the room.” Idk what about this makes me think “AI generated” but it just DOES

“Serafina loved to climb the tapestries at night and run her fingernails down through the soft fabric” AGAIN SHES SO REAL FOR THIS

OHOHOHO MR THORNE NAMEDROP:

“I’m sure that most of you already know Mr. Montgomery Thorne,”… Mrs. Vanderbilt said with a gentle sweep of her arm toward a gentleman. “He has graciously offered to play [the violin] for us today.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Vanderbilt,” Mr. Thorne said with a smile as he stepped forward. ... To Serafina, who’d been listening to Biltmore’s visitors her entire life, he didn’t sound like he came from the mountains of North Carolina, or from New York like the Vanderbilts. He spoke with the accent of a southern gentleman, maybe from Georgia or South Carolina.”

Serafina having an eye for fashion was NOT what I was expecting from this reread lol (she describes mr t’s outfit then says “all of which she thought went nicely with his silvery-black hair and perfectly trimmed sideburns”)

Hmmm interesting she actually sympathizes with/likes mr Thorne at first?? I did nOT recall that

Lol serafina liking to watch mr Thorne’s fingers move as he plays and wanting to pounce on them is so Cat of her

OMG BRAEDEN BRAEDEN BRAEDEN BRAEDEN

Apparently he looks “sickly, a little frail even” which I do not recall, but hes also got “watchful, sensitive brown eyes” and “a rather fetching tussle of wavy brown hair”

“Are you lost?” WE GOT IT WE GOT THE LINE but more importantly we got the NEXT LINE which is “May I help you find your way?” And hes described as not timid or shy but also not overly confident which I LOVE (fun fact this line is very similar to one of the characters of my other favorite kid’s book series, Keefe Sencen’s “you must be lost” line)

Lol Braeden always sharing his food with Gideon annoys the chefs i LOVE him

OMG HE BOWS TO HER WHEN SHE GIVES HIM HIS NAME LIKE SHE’S A PROPER LADY!!!!! MEN!!!! TAKE NOTES!!!!!! THIS IS HOW IT’S DONE!!!

Name drop at last, missing girl’s name is Clara Brahms. Honestly I’m a little sad Clara isnt a recurring character later on. Braeden, Serafina, and Clara could’ve been a good trio 

OOOOHH “She had heard the servants in the kitchen joke that their master must have secretly found the Fountain of Youth” what a NICE SET UP for how the black cloak keeps people young & serafina’s suspicion of mr Vanderbilt

Mr Vanderbilt: *wears dress shoes to go riding*

serafina: criminal activity right there. Lock him up

Least accurate part of this book is the implication that serafina uses a hairbrush lmao

New slang: spit nails (means be really mad)

“I’m twelve years old. I’m grown up.” Mmmm not quite, but I agree with the spirit!

“Just tell me what’s wrong with me. I want to know. Why are you ashamed of me?” scuse me, I’ll just be over here… crying… in the corner

Ohhhh serafina back story… she could’ve had 3 siblings (AU where all of her siblings survive, but they’re humans too & her pa raises them all???)

The midwives wouldn’t even help a baby??? And the nuns were so mean for what? Like at least consolidate the man, he’s trying to keep a child alive, don’t just tell him “it’s going to die. You should kill it now” who DOES THAT??

It’s so funny to me that serafina didn’t realize she was the baby in the story until after it was over. i get that it’s a kids book but still!

Oooooh nature v nurture very nice very nice

Oh wow I forgot serafina was almost kidnapped when she was probably around 2-3ish (her pa says she was walking/wandering around, so I assume it’s around that time?)

“It’s plain to see that you’re not like other girls” WOW sera’s pa just went there lmao

Ok so when I was first reading this, I remember shipping Leandra and serafina’s pa SO HARD and wanting her to have a proper mother-daughter-father type family, yknow? 

The implication that bright/stereotypically “good” things can ensnare your soul too is so fascinating. That good things can be bad for you too… fascinating

“Her pa had told her to leave them to it, that it wasn’t any of her business, that they weren’t her kin, but who was he to say who was kin and who wasn’t? He stole babies out of the woods!” Help why is this so funny 😭 

Ooohhh she wants to find Braeden! And she keeps thinking of Clara as her friend. I’m so annoyed Clara wasn’t brought back now ugh

Awwww she’s wondering if she can think of Braeden as a friend

Awww poor serafina 

Serafina: *sees dress shoes* THE DEVIL’S APPAREL!!!

Huh apparently there’s a concealed door to the right of the fireplace in the billiard room? Wonder if that’s true

Oooh and it leads to the smoking room, with a similar one leading to the gun room. VERY curious if this was made up for the sake of the story or not

Haha serafina spitting on the back of her hand and using it to wipe her face and hair is so Cat

Serafina loves closets lol 

HES ARRIVED!!!!!!!! BRAEDEN!!!!!

Help why is this whole page so funny 😭

Serafina canonically climbing up a tree to get away from a dog and staying there until her pa got a ladder to get her down is so Cat I can’t

“[Shadows…] [which] reminded her of griffins, chimeras, and other twisted creatures of the night which were half one thing and half another.” OOOOH good foreshadowing!!!

I like this part

when he asks why he’s never seen her and she says “maybe you’ve seen me before and you’ve just forgotten” and he says “I WOULD HAVE REMEMBERED YOU”!!!!

hearinf him say her name has tremendous power over her!!!! I’m going to be sick 😍

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smolandweirdwriter reblogged smolandweirdwriter Serafina and the Black Cloak Reread Thoughts: chapter Nine and TenMr Vanderbilt: you’ve got to be a man, BraedenSerafina, in the corner, under her breath: yOU’vE gOT tO bE A MaN, bRAeDeNMr Vanderbilt: *gives Braeden some well intentioned, albeit slightly sexist, advice* Serafina: MURDERERNice allusion to Mr thorne’s skill at everything being suspicious Chapter 10 was creepy af (I mean it does take place in a graveyard soo)Cloven Smith has a creepy gravestone, & google told me nothing about him, so I doubt he was realSerafina: *sees a grave to two women* oh these must be sisters me: WIVESAnyway now I wanna write an au about Mary and Margaret being witches or catamounts or something WE FOUND THE GLADEscarred-serafina-fan Djffjjfjvjgnng I'm gonna assume sisters since they were nine but that's freaking funny lolsmolandweirdwriter oh my god I didn’t even read the dates 😭 I’m so stupid

smolandweirdwriter Serafina and the Black Cloak Reread Thoughts: chapter Nine and TenMr Vanderbilt: you’ve got to be a man, BraedenSerafina, in the corner, under her breath: yOU’vE gOT tO bE A MaN, bRAeDeNMr Vanderbilt: *gives Braeden some well intentioned, albeit slightly sexist, advice* Serafina: MURDERERNice allusion to Mr thorne’s skill at everything being suspicious Chapter 10 was creepy af (I mean it does take place in a graveyard soo)Cloven Smith has a creepy gravestone, & google told me nothing about him, so I doubt he was realSerafina: *sees a grave to two women* oh these must be sisters me: WIVESAnyway now I wanna write an au about Mary and Margaret being witches or catamounts or something WE FOUND THE GLADE#serafina and the black cloak#serafina and the black cloak reread

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Serafina and The Black Cloak Reread Thoughts: Chapter Seven and Eight

I got bored so my thoughts will be on two chapters at once now (so this goes faster)

Braeden is canonically a horse girl

lol serafina is scared of horses

mr crankshod is a lil sus (I say like I’ve never read the book before)

still. I don’t like him

me personally I would not walk into the forest at night but 🤷

no bc lowkey I hate bugs. I’d be thinking about them walking all over me the whole time (UNFORTUNATELY, I do love camping and nature. Just not the bugs. Which yes yes I know biodiversity they’re good for the environment et cetera et cetera. I wish I loved them— I never kill them in the house or anything, I take them outside, but I just don’t like them

Sera and Gidean trusting each other!!

oooh when Braeden freezes when he gets scared, nice allusion to how the rats/scared creatures freeze

They’re allies!!!

something I find very interesting is that to serafina EVERYONE can be separated into Friend or Foe. Clara and Nolan, whom she barely knows? Friends.

Braeden is such a horse girl

ooooh he’s helping her into the carriage like a GENTLEMAN

“I’m sorry there aren’t any blankets,” Braeden said. “Not even a good cloak to sleep under.”

”I’ll pass on the cloak, thank you,” Serafina said with a smile, and Braeden laughed.

they’re so 12 year old coded lol

Braeden backstory!! & emotions

Mr Vanderbilt: you’ve got to be a man, Braeden

Serafina, in the corner, under her breath: yOU’vE gOT tO bE A MaN, bRAeDeN

Mr Vanderbilt: *gives Braeden some well intentioned, albeit slightly sexist, advice* Serafina: MURDERER

Nice allusion to Mr thorne’s skill at everything being suspicious

Chapter 10 was creepy af (I mean it does take place in a graveyard soo)

Cloven Smith has a creepy gravestone, & google told me nothing about him, so I doubt he was real

Serafina: *sees a grave to two women* oh these must be sisters

me: WIVES

me, realizing they’re nine: … Childhood lovers who could never fall in love properly because they never grew up?

me, sighing: sisters

Anyway now I wanna write an au about Mary and Margaret being witches or catamounts or something

WE FOUND THE GLADE

WE MET SERAFINAS SIBLINGS!!!!

AND LEANDRA!!!!!!!!! OMG!!!!!!!!!!

oooh is a creature of the night good or bad? Or is right/wrong/good/bad something we need to decide for ourselves?? Fascinating implications & queries for a kids book

”why do I deserve a present?” “Because we’re friends, right?” SO CUTE!!!!!!

braeden being loud af in the tunnels lol

braeden hanging 30 feet in the air lol

serafina wanting to knock the pieces of the chess set over to watch them fall is so Cat (yes that is what I dub the term)

lmaoooo Mr Thorne calling Mr Rostanov “daddy” aged SO WELL

serafina: let’s go through peoples stuff

braeden: let’s not

Braeden as they go through every room: I like this guy! He can’t be evil! I like this guy too! And this guy!

Serafina: you like too many people

Raphael Room, Van Dyck Room, Sheraton Room, Old English Room, Morland Room

Love knowing this is actually true!!

“The pumpkin pie, like all pumpkin pie, looked like something a dog would eat” UH! I beg your pardon?? Pumpkin pie is DELICIOUS

Serafina softening to Mr Vanderbilt and seeing how much he cares for his staff and guests!!

Ooooh Mr Thorne is getting sick!!!

Haha Braeden saving serafina from getting her eardrums ruptured

ohhhhh he’s playing the piano because clara is good with the piano

Braeden somehow knowing what kind of food serafina likes and bringing it to her is friend goals

GUYS Braeden says that Mr Thorne owned an estate “before the war between the states.” That’s the civil war, in 1861. It’s been almost 38 years since then. But Mr Thorne isn’t described as an old man at all. But he couldn’t be a fully grown adult and own property 38 years ago but still appear as if he’s in his 40s. Right??

but also Mr Thorne’s death is sooooo overdue. Child murdering evil plantation-owning racist piece of shit got what he deserved

UGH all the descriptions of the night and the stars and nature make me SO MAD I live in a giant polluted city

A good couple pages:

“The time for sneaking and hiding was over. She was going to make sure one man in particular saw her. And tonight was the night. The Chief Rat Catcher had a job to do.” (Ch 19, p225) YES SERAFINA!!!!!

“She… kept lacing her dress up her back with shaky fingers, but she was having a terrible go of it. Normal girls must have extremely long and bendy arms to do this every night, she thought. Help she’s so funny 😭

“She hated walking straight. And she hated walking slow.” REAL

“She was a China doll, and she was a wraith, in and out of shadows, a girl in between.” Very nice

oooohhhhhh she’s hoping the mountain Lion will show up to kill him. I didn’t realize that the first time i read this

“Come out, my dear child, before I become angry with you.” Thanks to @secretly-a-catamount for telling me Thorne was meant to be a warning to children about child predators because now I SEE IT even more clearly than I did earlier

”At that moment, all the power and ferocity of closed motherhood came ripping out of the woods.” YESSIR

GIDEAN TO THE RESCUE!!!

”she was mightily perturbed he hadn’t stayed dead” 💀 😭

yesyesyesyes die rat bastard!!!!! Mr Thorne is dead!!!!! Let’s go!!!!!

LEANDRA!!!!!

Braeden putting together a search party for serafina and sending gidean out ahead is so perfect and wonderful

Am I the only one somewhat perplexed that all Mrs&Mr Vanderbilt did was send down some beds? Like why not give them a proper room even in the servant’s floor or something? Idk

“There are few skills more important than picking good friends.” — Mr Vanderbilt, the man who befriended Mr Thorne 😂

ahhhh I loved this book. I can’t WAIT to reread the rest!

[kubrik-was-a-c-nt]

Finally watching Spiral! Considering I spend a lot of time thinking about the Saw series I should have watched this a long time ago.

Onto reactions!

Ew, the two things I hate most: sewers, and public port-a-potties. I loath using port-a-potties.

Oooh, updated realistic pig mask! I like!

Ah, the tongue trap I've seen in so many thumbnails. It's even worse when you see hes hanging by his tongue over some kind of flimsy little stool.

Going back to the old box TVs? Must have raided a goodwill.

New voice sounds weird, not sure if I'm okay with it. You'll see.

Okay, pretty iconic sequence right off the bat. Super uncomfortable looking trap, good buildup, lots of blood. A real saw movie.

My rebuttal to Chris Rock's rant about Forrest Gump is that Jenny did not ask Forrest to do any of that and... oh shit, it's the po-po. But I guessed Rock was a cop from the promotional material but this was a good reveal.

So 12 years ago was the Saw 6 and 7 era. That was a time where people would have wanted dirty cops turned in. Hoffman was on a fucking killing spree, gotta nip them in the bud.

It's nice to know that if my dead body was ever found, the cops would immediately take me seriously because my fitbit would tell them that I'm not unhoused.

Jigsaw used an old ass tv in the trap but a USB stick for the video. I guess it's near impossible to find any tapes or tape players.

Putting bad cops in traps... I like this.

That box that guys tongue, isnt it? Yep.

"Damn n**** wash your hands" she told him to get out, he can use hand sanitizer.

Wow, such realism. Someone turns in a cop doing bad things and now they're the bad guy. It's almost like the cops are protecting bad cops.

Is this the first time we meet a victims wife or family member after their death? No one usually gives a shit about them. Good expansion.

"I heard about Boz. You alright?" "No, I'm all fucked up". First time I've seen someone fully admit to being distraught over the death of a friend.

"Dont drain my battery watching Twilight" what is this, 2009??? Wait, is this 2009?! Is this like Jigsaw where- oh wait, they just showed them with smartphones, my bad.

I forgot to turn in subtitles, they make watching movies so much easier for me. And now I can spell everyones names right.

You're looking for a copycat of Jigsaw, the guy who kidnaps and tortures 'bad' people, and you walk into an abandoned building alone? You deserve to die now. The message from earlier even specified that they were going after crooked cops.

Oooh, this trap looks interesting. I havent seen any images of it before.

Zeke, stop trying to ruin other peoples marriages. Not everyone needs to be as miserable as you.

Tip your delivery driver!

DONT FUCKING TOUCH THE BOX AND USB BOX WITHOUT GLOVES. ITS FUCKING EVIDENCE.

I see, the pig theme is being used to mock the police here.

TOUCHING EVIDENCE WITHOUT GLOVES. AGAIN.

OH NOW YOU PUT THEM ON

And now I see it, all the cops that hate Zeke are also bad cops. It's almost like the force is full of bad cops and when the one good cop turns one in, they get ostracized.

I'm trying to see the point of the cage on Fitch's head. Maybe to keep him from chewing through the wires around his fingers.

I know someone who almost lost her finger during an archaeological dig. An accident with a sawhorse I think. She still can't watch hand trauma scenes.

"John Kramer didn't target cops" Eric Matthews, Rigg, Straum, Perez, Carrie... Hoffman only got involved because of his fake trap.

Okay, what is Banks Sr out doing?

ZEKE! GLOVES!

Dont you have bomb sniffing dogs? Have one take a whiff, easy.

It's the skin from someones head- SCHENK. I LIKED YOU.

Wait, theres always a mole in these movies, someone on the inside pulling strings. Schenk is new, too new to have done anything too corrupt. The only way to positively identify the body would be with dental records. That might take a minute to obtain and analyze.

Okay, I may have seen a small spoiler a few months ago about who is the mole, but I cant positively remember if it was Schenk or not.

They must be raiding antique stores now to get these tape players.

'Sever your spine or get covered in hot wax'? Really thinking outside the box here.

One killer to make a diversion, one to trap Angie? Banks Sr and Schenk working together?

I'm going to be totally wrong and suckerpunched out of left field, arent I?

Yes, he is too close to this. He needs to be taken off the case and given a horse tranquilizer.

WAIT THE FIRST SMARTPHONES CAME OUT IN 2007. THIS COULD BE 2009. I forgot to pay attention to anything that could date the time period.

Banks Sr walked into that one... literally.

As a cop, you should be trained to pick a handcuffs lock, just because. Oh wait, do you know how to pick handcuffs? Holy shit, you have a useful skill.

Oh, hi Pete. I guess someone stole Pete's badge and password to erase the footage. Zeke should have realized that Pete would not have walked into the police station with everyone knowing who he is.

I guess we are in a recycling plant?

Zeke just jumps in and starts helping. See, Jeff? I mean, Pete is bleeding out the mouth so hes 100% dead but Zeke did his best.

Yay, Schenk is alive!

CHARLIE

Wait, wouldnt they have noticed that the tattoo was fresh? Fresh tattoos look different from healed ones. Schenk's tattoo is healed and old.

You know you die waaaaay before all 1.5 gallons are drained.

HE MADE HIM INTO A PUPPET

Oh hey, this was Bousman? Nice to see you back in the saddle. Great quality work this time.

Holy shit, I'm feeling super emotional. Great use of the Saw theme at the end there, great payoff to everything. I literally said 'pulling the strings' earlier without realizing how true it is.

I say this is a great offshoot to the Saw storyline. John Kramer is not involved, he only inspired the killing spree. The title is great because Schenk leaned into the spiral motif to emphasize a symbol used by Jigsaw that was not Billy. 'From the book of Saw' is giving me 'Cult of John Kramer' vibes, which I like. It shows how he was so influential as a serial killer who targeted 'bad' people in an attempt to reform them that other people began to copy him. I can see so many others trying to be the next Jigsaw. Of course, Schenk did all of this for personal reasons to seek revenge. Besides Cecil, Kramer actually wanted people to survive and be reformed. I dont think Hoffman cared if people won or lost, but he still made all the traps survivable. One step up from Amanda.

I'm now super interested to see where Saw X takes us. Saw in spaaaaace? Smashing someones face with liquid nitrogen? Uber-Jason?

[oliveee-star]

I just went to a haunted house with my family and would like to share some of the best parts as someone who doesn't get scared easily:

While we were waiting in line, a skeleton lady in a red dress came up to us. My brother held me up to her and I stood there while she pretended to cut my neck with a fake knife. Amazing experience btw it was hilarious

Also in line, a girl in a white dress with black ooze coming out of her mouth came up to my sister. She was terrified out of her mind and the performer kept sticking her tongue. We laughed at the way my sister cowered in fear

There were multiple times where a man with a bag over his head chased us with a chainsaw. I was completely out of breath but it was totally awesome nonetheless.

We got photos with a clown statue! It was very cutesy 🎀

I had a very wholesome interaction with a Staff member who had really short blonde hair and super cute glasses. I complimented her hair and she said "awww, thank you! I love your hair!" and that made me feel nice so I just thought I'd share

In the actual house, there was a room that was like the freezers filled with meat—like the ones that have the cow's carcasses hanging from the ceiling right? I forgot what it's called but you get the point. Looked awesome

On multiple occasions did performers pop up out of nowhere, or stand still for a few seconds so we thought it was a statue and then chase after us. It felt oddly nice to see their faces through their masks when I did not react

There were lots of rooms that had creaky bridges, as well as one of those rooms with a bridge that has moving walls all around it so you think you're spinning. Very fun!

Some robotic things that looked like dead, bloody, naked grandmas with strobe lights kept popping out of the walls and at one point I just said, "you really need to work on getting a good skincare routine."

Before you go in there's a family photo place and so we took ours and then got in line. I proceeded to yell at a few teenage girls taking their photos, "BADDIESSSS! POSE FOR ME; ASS FAT SLIM THICK NO TUMMY" and we had a laugh

My sister told one of the performers that his mask was "cute! that makes you look sexy" as a joke and he proceeded to follow her around

I asked a performer if he liked pineapple on pizza and he just shook his head no. My brother shouted "right answer!" and I shouted "WRONG" at the same time and then we just gave each other a really judgemental look

On multiple occasions did I ask performers if I could get their snap, or friend them on roblox. (As a joke, of course.) They all looked at me weird and moved on.

There was a room with a phone that kept ringing and my brother and I both said, in sync, "hullo? hullo hullo?" like Phone Guy from FNaF. T'was quite amusing

There was a room that was supposed to be a run down Chinese restaurant with a distorted audio of someone calling out order number. I proceeded to order egg rolls and I could've SWORN the audio responded to me like "5 egg rolls? Will that be all? Okay that'll be 5.99 at the first window thank you ma'am"

The room right after that had a girl pop out and just continuously scream at us as she writhed on a table. My brother used a British accent and curled up his mustache to be all like, "screaming child! Oh, dear me, where have your parents run off to?"

There was a mirror maze like the Funhouse in It: Chapter Two and I got completely lost 💀

There were also lots of times where I didn't react to the scares that I just complimented the performer's makeup or masks. They mostly responded by doing a sinister laugh or screaming at me, but there was one time a performer looked appreciative for a moment but then looked at me like "oh shit I just broke character"

There was some random photo of Joseph Smith hung on the wall and as a (non-active) member of the church of Jesus Christ of latter day saints I personally thought that was hilarious

Overall, it was a 10/10 experience and I'd totally go back with my friends or something. I loved hearing little kids scream bloody murder. It's called "13th Floor Haunted House" for anyone who wants to go, and you have to be at least thirteen to enter

[amalthiaph]

Thanks for the tag @talesfrommedinastation!

Your favorite member of TBB is:

Tech and Hunter.

Because:

For Tech, it's because I really, really like smart guys. Idk there's something about intelligence and geeking out about something that I find extremely sexy. Like yes, sir, tell me more.

And for Hunter, his Joel Miller vibes fills the void my father made when he left me when I was two months old.

2. You identify the most with:

Crosshair.

Because:

I am moody, considered the black sheep of the family, and I enjoy sniping enemies with 1 HP left to them with Kai'sa's second skill, giving way for my friends to nickname me 'sniper Kai'sa' though I still manage to be shit at FPS games.

3. Your favorite minor character from the show:

Okay, I'm gonna break the rules for this one because I have three: Phee Genoa, Benni Baro, and Fennec Shand.

Because:

Phee Genoa because we all love Wanda Sykes.

Benni Baro because I like Yuri Lowenthal's voice. I once rewatched the episode just to hear his voice.

Fennec Shand because Space Mulan. I mean, that's just Mulan without Mushu and instead with a rifle. She deserves that star on the Walk of Fame. I love her so much.

4. A TBB-centric piece or post of yours that you are most proud of:

The Bad Batch Characters According to Doug

Because:

BECAUSE REDNECK DOUG RULES!

Link so that we can appreciate it:

Have fun!

5. A TBB-centric piece of art that slaps so hard you enjoy (and why):

I hope this is allowed but basically EVERYTHING these artists create: - @zaana - @echojedis - @madsayo - @vimse - @wrenkenstein

Please do check them out, leave some love, and reblog (because it makes everyone's little hearts happy).

6. A TBB-centric fanfic that gives you life you enjoy (and why):

It's the one where the Batch accidentally taught Omega bad words.

Link:

LOL I'm so sorry I read it so long ago, I can't find the link anymore. Dear author, if you're reading this, I'm so sorry I forgot to bookmark it but please remember that I LOVE IT so, so much.

7. A TBB headcanon or trope that is 100% canon to you:

Tech is alive.

Also, in the episode 'Retrieval', Omega and Benni had a crush on one another. I made an art of this btw.

I also like to think that Tech is avoiding Phee in S2 Ep14 because they had wild sex the previous night.

8. Color(s) you think would suit if Crosshair gets "Mercenary" armor:

Adding an orange strip to his current design would be nice. You can never go wrong with black.

9. One thing you NEED to see happen in Season 3:

I just need to see Tech alive. If he isn't, we could always kidnap Filoni. It would help if Dave hasn't seen Misery (1990).

No-Pressure-Tags: @eclec-tech @notavalidusername @illustratingari @autistic-artistech

Fellow Zealots of The Bad Batch, Unite!

Please share your answers to these questions and pass them on to some of your Bad Batch-loving buds!

Your favorite member of TBB is:

Because:

You identify the most with:

Because:

Your favorite minor character from the show:

Because:

A TBB-centric piece or post of yours that you are most proud of:

Because:

Link so that we can appreciate it:

A TBB-centric piece of art that slaps so hard you enjoy (and why):

Link:

A TBB-centric fanfic that gives you life you enjoy (and why):

Link:

A TBB headcanon or trope that is 100% canon to you:

Color(s) you think would suit if Crosshair gets "Mercenary" armor:

One thing you NEED to see happen in Season 3:

@wwheeljack @wrenkenstein @floundrickthewayfarer @raevulsix @enigmatist17 @slenderboo @echojedis @nika6q @zaana @wiseowl18 @toastyrobos @eclec-tech @jigget @destril @niobiumao3

[eggtartz]

Hi! Can you do a Rindou x soulmate reader, a soulmate AU where the reader has a brother who's in a gang and she's really protective of her brother just like how Nezuko is so protective of Tanjiro, so her brother is getting beaten down in a fight and so the reader beats up the guy who was beating down her brother, just like how Nezuko beat daki up wit NO MERCY, she did the same😬 and literally just stood there with a disgusted face and broke the guys leg by her feet, just the same way Nezuko did to Daki.

And because of the tattoo that the reader has on their arm, Rindou recognized the tattoo since both of you guys are soulmates and have the same tattoo so her recognized it and knew that you were his soulmate. The reader is so protective of her brother and has the strength of Nezuko also the reader is

✨ DROP DEAD GORGEOUS ✨

a/n : is this what im seeing or someone finally requested me to write? HELLO ANON THANKYOU FOR THE REQUEST AAA *eats fist* i did a brainstorm on the concept of soulmates i hope you'll like this 🫶🏻💕

"The two people connected by the red thread are destined lovers, regardless of place, time, or circumstances. This magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never break."

wc : 2152

you and your brother have been together since you were so young, him being seven while you were just ten. your whole family got into a car crash leaving only two of you to survive in the cruel world. watching your brother grow, the protective side came with an instinct and even though now both of have grown up you were still protective over him.

"onee-san i'll be back late tomorrow. gang stuff" he said while munching on his chocolate bread that you made for him. you worriedly glanced at him and he understood that look very well. "c'mon onee-san, i'll be back before dinner. don't worry too much" he ate the leftover icing on his fingers and went to wash his hands on the sink. without turning your body, you spoke.

"ikeru. what if you get beaten up so bad huh? you got beaten up so bad that you can't even come back home, not coming home to me. is that what you want? i've been letting you do this shady gang stuff for some time, don't you think you should stop?" your tone was worrying and ikeru see no lies from your words. he will get beaten up at a daily basis, the only difference is either his knuckles are going to bloody from his blood or the opponents blood.

"fine nee-san. if it would make you feel better, i'll quit the gang and find a job. would that make you feel better?" he placed his chin on your head and felt your nodding. "so let this be the last time you're doing gang stuff okay? promise me you'll come back as soon as you say quits" you raised your red-tattoed pinky and locked his pinky finger with yours.

except that, he broke the promise.

that day, your brother didn't came back home. you tried to stay rational and thought his friends might've offered him booze but you know him. he would always update on his conditions to you. you tried calling him, messaging him. you knew little about his gang business but you did find their where their hideout is. "listen here little shit, i don't have time and the food for dinner is getting cold. i'll ask you one more time, where the hell is ikeru?" your gaze was cold, unfazed as the so called gang member was trembling under your threat.

"ikeru went out miss. i don't know exactly where but they did said they wanted to stay at the new bar down street" he said while stuttering a lot, your knife still on his throat. you released a heavy sigh and said thank you under your breath and dashed out. it's okay, you assured yourself. he might forgot to tell you, he's probably having a great time. just check on him and then leave, you said to calm yourself down. walking down the street, you saw a familiar bike you confirmed that was your brother's bike. however there was no sight of him. infact there was no sight of anyone at all.

you saw the bar the kid mention but there were too many people. too many, it looked like a crowd. crowd.. people.. the crowd was noisy as there was a fight on the center of the bar floor. standing on your toes, to your horror you saw your brother, ikeru on the floor all bloody while getting punched continuously while he remained unconscious and not moving. letting your body move based on adrenaline, you jumped on the bigger man's back and tried scratching him.

"oi what the hell?!" he easily threw your body across the room and your head knocked one of the chairs. standing up, you hissed but saw a bottle of beer on the counter, took it and ran at the man full speed then smashed his head with it. the glass shattered and the crowd grew wilder as if this was a show but you didn't care. all care thrown out the window, you approached your brother and checked his breathing. it was ragged, uneven but he was breathing. you held his bloody face near to your neck and silently sobbed.

you felt like a failure, no, you were a failure. what kind of sister just let's their little brother do this? you swore that all your life you would protect his life but here he is, almost at the verge at death and you wondered if only he wasn't a gang member would he be in the same situation now.

"onee-san?"

"yes ikeru?"

"run, onee-san. the guys are bigger than you, they'll kill you. run onee-san, my boss is coming please don't worry" he whispered againts the shell of your ear. you were fuming, furious. inhaling another breath, you said to him "don't worry they can't kill me if i kill them first" then you dragged his body to the nearest chair and sat him on top of it. "onee-san stop, please they'll kill you" he tried grabbing your wrist to stop you but his grip got weaker. ikeru's vision was blurry and he passed out.

meanwhile you, adrenaline pumped in your veins you took a wooden stool and knock one of the gang rivals with it. you recognized your brother's gang by the uniform so you could differentiate them. swinging a punch, the man fell down startled and off guard you took the knife you had and plunged his shoulder. looking him straight in the eye, you twisted the knife and deepened the wound.

the other men stopped what they were doing as they heard the screams of their man getting tortured by a woman half his size. you stand up only to get tackled down but you managed to kick his groin, grounded your knees on the floor and twisted his head with a headlock ikeru taught you while watching mma matches in television. ikeru's member started scooting away as the man averted their attention to you. "now, now girl. you might wanna calm down okay? knife's a dangerous weapon dont'cha think?" one of them said.

"shut the fuck up if you don't want my foot down your throat" you said before running towards one of them, climbed their back and bit his ears. they panicked a lot and tried to grabbed you but using your sweater sleeve you tied one their hands into the man's head making all of them lose their balance and collectively fell. you jumped from his back successfully landing on the ground.

one of them lunge towards you but you dodged him and knocked his nose as hard as you could making him coughing out blood. the crowd wasn't rowdy anymore as they watched the bloody murder you were doing. the rampage of yours didn't seem to stop because the guys kept standing up. the more they tried to stand, the more damaging your attacks were. you didn't had any ounce of mercy.

the guy that earlier was smashing ikeru's face tried to crawl away but you saw him "oh you're not going anywhere. come back!" you dragged his left leg back to the center of the bar floor. you lifted his left calf and stepped on his thigh, breaking his kneecaps. he wailed in pain and as you were going to do the same to the next leg, you felt a shiver down your spine.

"yikes, sweetie you did this by yourself?" a braided hair man asked you while coming through the crowd. the still conscious ikeru's members tried to bow down but some of them fell down as they grow weaker.

"my, oh, look at that. hello keizo is your leg okay? didn't i told you specifically not to barge in this area of ours hm~?" the braided man asked him while he was wailing in pain. you kept experiencing this shivering but you shrugged it for now. the braided man finally looked at you "hm, you might need to go to the hospital love. you're injured" you stepped away from him only up now to realize there was someone else behind him. he wore a black shirt, glasses and had blue and yellow highlights. he was gorgeous and you couldn't stop staring at him. he did the same too, unable to tear his gaze away.

"rinnie could you tell them to clean this up? we have to bring this girl to the hospital" getting a tch as a respond, he inspected all the injuries and observed the damage you did. on the men and on the facility. "im sorry" you said impulsively, and he looked at you confused.

the crowd was already dismissed as silence developed between the two of you. this was strange, you met this man two seconds ago and you felt a huge relief washing over you. you shouldn't even feel better when he's here, he might be a greater threat but you felt the opposite with him. it was like you felt comfortable with him, safe with him.

"it's okay, uh. your name?" his voice did wonders to you. it felt soothing and you actually wanted to step closer to him so you could hear his voice again but this time closer. "i uh y/n"

"okay y/n, im rindou haitani. could you tell me what just happened because the guy almost got killed"

"my brother" you walked to ikeru's cold body and saw the blood on his face started to dry up, making it smell foul. rindou scrunched his nose and tried lifting him up before gesturing you to follow him. "uh hey you think you could ride? you guys need like immediate medical help and using the car, you know. there's traffic and that" he kept averting his eyes somewhere else while talking to you and stuttered a lot. "oh yeah my brother's bike is here so i can go to the hospital myself"

"oh, where's the keys?" he said while one of his gang members reached ikeru's shoulder and took him away. you snatched the keys from ikeru's pocket earlier and you handed it to rindou. you were too exhausted to ride the bike anyway and you felt like you could trust rindou. strangely.

"okay if you feel like falling asleep just hug me so you won't fall" he said while reviving the engine. you did what he said and arrived at the hospital and almost immediately got into an emergency ward. your brother's bed was beside yours although you might discharge earlier as your injuries wasn't too bad. the sight of your brother being connected with so many wires scared you, it was like the time of the car crash where you thought he would leave you. your daydreaming snapped as you heard a soft click on the door and saw rindou with some flowers.

"oh hi. i thought you were asleep. here, uh some flowers and food. i don't know what you like so i bought a few types of- wait why are you crying?" rindou stopped his rambling and placed the items in his hand on the table so he could swipe your tears away. he was worried for me, he's so cute, you thought.

"it's just, i love my brother so much i really thought i lost him" he held your hand and in a trance you two could speak only with your eyes. you desperately closed the gap between the two of you and cried more on his chest. after a while your hiccups was disappearing slowly and your grip on his shirt too had loosened. he laid you back so you could rest while he studied your face.

people would be terrified if their first meeting was with yours, your eyes were bloodshot, knuckles bloody, lip busted and sweater dirty but you looked magnificent is his eyes. your black hair, perfect eye shape, nose, lips hell you had no flaw. rindou was the one who wanted to see the new club, his gut telling him that there was something, someone there. then, he met you and he was correct. the moment he saw you, he fell. hard.

he rubbed his thumb over your bandaged knuckles and kissed the pinky finger with the tattoo on it. rindou wasn't a man of superstition or any sort but he does feel that you were truly his. the same red matching tattoo on his pinky said it.

he only realized you had the same tattoo while you entered the doctor's room for an examination. he didn't believed in fate but he genuinely thinks that you're his soulmate. his other half. the only one for him.

he kissed your forehead to leave so you could rest but you held his tattooed pinky. "stay with me" you softly said. rindou smiled and climbed the bed with you and you instantly snuggled in his arm. you felt safe, he felt complete. you both were truly soulmates.

a/n : this might be the longest fic i've ever wrote i got really indulged