#the exorcis

[gotankgo]

«A selection of fine films screening at ABC Great States theaters in The Loop fifty years ago today: The Super Cops at Chicago, Thomasine & Bushrod opens at Roosevelt, Conrack in its last week at United Artists, The Three Musketeers at Michael Todd, and The Exorcist was still going strong at Stat-Lake.»

[frobby]

Thinking about rin and tawawa-chan

[angel13xo]

about to start blue exorcist .... wish me luck and good fortune wit this one 🤞🤞🤞

[yourneighborhoodneighbor]

sometimes the brain be like "ah yes, we have been rotating bnha, dpxdc and aftg fanfic for a while, i wonder which it will be toda-" and then the other side of the brain respons "read hurt rin okumura fanfiction right now or else!"

and you just gotta

[catboymoments]

Sorry about this, but I need to rant:First, I love the fact that charlie knows Vaggie is an exorcist in your au

Second:I get no one knows what the exorcist looks like because of the masks,I can believe charlie would be out helping sinners. And it's shown that she didn't know who Adam is or what he looks like. But seriously, how did she not see vaggie torn off wings, or the outfit she was wearing was exactly the same as the other exorcist. It is even shown in Vaggie's flashback that Lute only took Vaggie's halo but left her wings,which look like the other Exorcis' s wings.

It’s because vivzie is a horrible writer

[scekrex]

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Request 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

Pearl from Steven Universe like male reader x Adam, when Adam first joined the exorcis Adam had y/n on his side loyal to Adam did anything and everything for Adam just like pearl and so ever since y/n stuck with Adam until he died womp womp but y/n trust to help Adam fight with Lucifer but Adam won't lesson ( you can pick one or both I can't decide 🙃 ) so he cut of his wings to stay with Adam, Charlie asked y/n if he can stay in the hazbin hotel with no place to go he accepts the request then after a few days y/n finds Adam or he goes back to heaven and griefs and has to be the next leader of the exorcist. 🙂👍

"WHY WON'T YOU LET ME DO THIS FOR YOU ADAM!?"

"I need someone to tell me what to do."

"He made me feel like I was everything."

"Everything I ever did, I did for him but now he's gone and I am still here."

"YOU CAN UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL! NONE OF YOU HAD WHAT WE HAD!"

If you can thank you pookie 💕💕💕

So I went with the 'reader tears of his own wings and stays in hell' situation. If you want me to write reader as the next exorcist leader and the struggles that come w that position, lemme know!

With broken wings we're fallin'

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language, self harm, low-key canon typical violence

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

Your soul felt empty, just a big void that consumed you from the inside, that swallowed all your feelings and emotions until all that was left was cold, lonely emptiness.

Adam has died.

The person that you had sworn to protect, that you had loved - fuck that, you still love him - more than anyone. He was dead, stabbed brutally by that little demon bitch. There had been blood everywhere, for Christ's sake, his blood had been on your hands too as you had held him. Everything had been coated in golden liquid, it had made you feel dizzy.

You remembered it so clearly, the day you two had first met. He had just been announced leader of the exorcists and Sera had assigned you and Lute to assist him. You quickly bonded with Adam, he was a pretty chill guy once you got to know him and despite him claiming otherwise, he had a soft side for those he cared about. That mainly included you and Lute.

And then the flirting had started, the ‘babes’, the touching, the ‘shit you look hot today’. It had been wonderful, to love and be loved. Now that was gone, brutally torn from your hands by the sinners you had sworn to kill.

After Adam's death, you had stayed in hell, not because they weren't letting you go back to heaven, but because you chose to. You had failed Adam, you had failed yourself. You didn't deserve heaven. You deserved damnation for the rest of your existence.

The exorcists had already left heaven as you kneeled next to Adam's corpse and prayed, prayed to the all nightly lord above that Adam would find peace. Your wings were spread, shielded you and your dead boyfriend from whatever was going on behind you. The devil's daughter, her father and her friends stood there in silence, their eyes on you, confused by your reaction. They didn't know Adam had someone special, someone who actually cared about him. Lucifer wanted to interrupt the scene but Charlie held him back, “Dad. Let him have this moment. His boyfriend passed.” So the devil relaxed, not pleased with the order his daughter had placed, but he accepted it. At least for now.

You looked down at the first man's face, it was as white as a ghost, his eyes stared up at you lifelessly and it killed you inside. Your hands reached for your wings, nails dug into them and you started to pull. It hurt but the physical pain was bearable, it was survivable compared to the emotional pain you went through. “What is he doing?” Charlie asked and Lucifer just watched in silence. He knew, Vaggie knew too. And then the sound of tearing echoed through the air and a shocked gasp followed the painful scream that escaped your lips.

The wings fell out of your hand and onto the ground, blood tickled down your back but you couldn't bring yourself to care, not when the physical pain numbed your emotions so well. The blood felt warm against your skin and for a moment it reminded you of Adam's warmth, of the warmth you felt whenever he had wrapped his arms around you, the warmth that had filled you with every kiss he had gifted to you.

But numbness was temporary and your emotions caught up quicker than you liked them to. So the next thing that provided warmth were the tears that started to stream down your reddened cheeks. You were alone again. All alone in hell, the only person you ever cared about was gone.

-

The weeks had passed and nothing had changed. Well, that wasn't true. A lot had changed, actually, life in hell was different from life in heaven, but you've known that before you had lived here. Charlie had offered you a room at the hotel. You weren't truly a sinner, your fate wasn't forced onto you, yet she saw the good. And you had accepted because where the fuck were you supposed to go anyways? The only thing left was the ring Adam had given to you a couple thousands years ago. That was it. His body had disappeared, Lucifer had said something along the lines of 'Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.' Whatever that had to do with Adam.

You sat on the floor of the lobby as the others were chatting. It was some kind of board game evening but you weren't feeling like it, just sat there and stared against the blank wall. “I need someone to tell me what to do,” you whispered and Charlie immediately shifted her attention from the game to you. With questioning eyes and a soft voice she asked, “What do you mean?” Without looking at her you sighed as you pulled your knees against your chest and slowly rocked back and forth. It gave you some sort of comfort. “Everything I ever did, I did for him but now he's gone,” your nails dug into your shins, leaving angry red marks as tears welled up in your eyes, “And I'm still here.”

Angel rolled his eyes at that, “He just wants fucking attention, why's he here anyway? It's not like he's forced to be here, he chose that shit.” You only heard him say these words and angry replied, “You can't fucking understand how I feel. None of you fuck-ups had what Adam and I had.” Husk huffed at that, “Yeah and we're fucking greatful for that.”

But Charlie shook her head, clearly disagreeing with the porn demon, “This hotel is not only about redemption Angel, it's about changing in general. Y/N is lost in the dark, we can guide him back to the light.” You huffed but didn't comment on it, why was she so fucking damn right?

The princess of hell got up to sit down next to you, pausing the game officially. “Do you wanna talk about it? About him?” you wouldn't have imagined that Charlie would ever offer you such a thing, she hated Adam, fuck, she probably hated you too. Yet she tried her best to comfort you. “He made me feel like I was everything,” you started and the others turned towards you at that.

Adam? Making someone else feel special? Not in their universe.

“He always acted all rough and badass in public but when we were alone he was… soft. He cared, more than he would've admitted but he cared. And he loved, he always made sure I feel loved because-” you were interrupted by the front door swinging open. And there he stood. “Sup bitches, what did-” he stopped as soon as his eyes landed on you. The golden eyes widened in shock. “What the fuck are you doing here?” the both of you spoke at the same time. You got up from the floor quickly, pushing Charlie out of the way in order to get to Adam.

“How?” you whispered once you had reached him, your hands roamed over his face. The feeling of his familiar features on your skin was unbelievable, it made a new will to live spark up in you. “No fucking idea, but why are you still here?” he hummed, his eyes were looking straight into yours, oh how he had missed your pretty eyes. They were just as golden as his own, yet so different, so unique. “I-” you wanted to explain as Adam interrupted you yet again, “And where the fuck are your wings?” His hands traced over the wounds, the wounds were still healing, touching them made you flinch away. The first man's eyes darkened as he looked at the other hotel residents, “Who did that?” You were quick to force his attention back onto you, “I did that, they have nothing to do with that.”

“But why? Your wings were so perfect so-” he stopped himself this time. You continued for him, “They had been holy Adam. I'm not holy, not after failing you.” His big hands softly cupped your cheeks as a tiny smile appeared on his lips, how you had missed this smile, so subtle yet it meant everything. “You fucking idiot.” You knew it meant ‘You didn't fail me’ and ‘Stop that fucking bullshit right now’. But you couldn't help but feel like you did. He had died, he had been reborn a sinner.

All because of you, all because you hadn't been quick enough to stop Niffty.

[storydays]

Hello Rosie! P1

(3rd POV)

Angel held (Y/N) close after their love making session, listening to the demon purr softly in his sleep. He'd told the spider what happened in Heaven, and who'd he'd seen. (Y/N) shared his fear of holding Angel back from being redeemed because they were engaged, and tried to break it off. 

The Italian stopped that shit in it's tracks. He dragged the prince to the full body mirror in their bathroom and hugged (Y/N) close. "Look in the mirror, bambino. We fit perfectly. You are my other half, and I am never leaving you if I can help it." "You are my other half, and I can't wait to call you my husband."  They stayed in each other's embrace, knowing that they were truly stuck together. 

*Downstairs*

"So like, where are your wings?" Niffty asked Vaggie, where everyone but Charlie were lounging around staring at Vaggie with a varying of emotions. 

"Niffty, I don't have--" "Didja ever think maybe she's sensitive about her lack of wings.." Angel spoke up before smirking, "Just like her lack of tits?" He pointed at his own chest fluff, mimicking tits.

"Yeah, where are your tits?" Niffty asked innocently, looking into Vaggie's shirt, making (Y/N) snort softly from where he was standing behind the spider.

"Any other questions?"  Vaggie sighed, pushing the cyclops away from her. "I got one," Husk spoke up, "How come every time Charlie talks to Heaven, we get in deeper and deeper shit?" 

"It's not her fault. Angels are just--" 

"Liars?" Angel supplied. 

"Manipulative greedy bastards?" (Y/N) spoke up, before looking down at his Hellphone, waiting for a certain owl prince to text him back. 

"Difficult. But Charlie's trying her best." 

"Yeah, well, her best is turning out real well so far." Husk rolled his eyes, walking away. "And where is Miss Fearless Leader anyway? Isn't about time for another 'doomed to fail' plan?" Angel asked, yelping when (Y/N) flicked him in his forehead. "Watch it." He warned playfully. 

"She's upstairs. Coming up with something I'm sure, in our room. Alone."

"Hmm..." Alastor hummed before disappearing. 

*Upstairs with Charlie*

Charlie was curled under the blanket, sobbing as Razzle and Dazzle watched her with worry. 

"Oh, Charlie, you look an absolute mess." Alastor cooed, smirking as Charlie shot him a dirty look. 

"Ugh, go away, Alastor."

"Now, now, is that anyway to act after picking a fight with all of Heaven and dooming everyone you love?" The deer mocked. "I have enough on my mind without hearing your sadistic idea of a joke, asshole." Charlie turned away from him when suddenly the Radio Demon appeared next to her with a wide grin. 

"Who's joking?" He asked curiously.

"Aaagh!" she yelped. 

"You have a captive audience downstairs waiting to hear what kind of inspiring performance you have planned next." 

Alastor laid on his belly, kicking his legs like a highschool girl. 

"Ugh, I can't.  How can I face them after failing them all so hard? They came here to be saved and all I gave them was more pain. I'm just as bad as the crulest Overlord in Hell. At least they don't go around giving false hope. " Charlie hugged herself. 

"Well, I never expected to see such a miserable display of self  loathing from you." 

"Oh fuck you, Alastor. All you do is stand there, smiling while you watch us struggle and fail. I don't know how you can enjoy all this suffering so much." Charlie rolled her eyes. 

Alastor chuckled darkly, appearing behind the princess. "Just because you see a smile, don't think you know what's going on underneath. A smile is a valuable tool, my dear." The deer took Charlie's face and spread her cheeks to make her smile, before turning away. 

"It inspires your friends, keeps your enemies guessing, and ensures that no matter what comes your way, you're the one in control."

"But I'm not. I'm the farthest thing from in control. The second person I trust most has been lying to me for years. Heaven refuses to listen. Even if they did, I can't prove it works. Adam had an invincible exorcist Army pointed right at my door step and there's nothing I can do about any of it! (Y/N) killed angels himself years ago, but he doesn't even know how he did it. So if the Shadow Prince of Hell himself can't help, how can I, the Princess of Hell, do anything?" Charlie asked, slamming her fist into her window. 

Alastor grinned sharply. 

"~I know something you don't knowwwww~" He sang, catching her attention. "Huh?" "Those big scary angels aren't as indestrutible as you might thing. You said it yourself, your dear big brother killed Angels himself. "

"What are you talking about?" Charlie questioned. 

"Just that you and your little band of misfits might stand more of a chance than you think." Alastor toyed with a plant in the room before walking away. 

"How? I'll do anything." Charlie begged desperately. 

"AnYtHiNg? Then let's make a deal." 

"You...you want my soul?" 

"Your soul?" Alastor asked sisterly, before brightening up. "Heavens no! All I need from you is one itty bitty favor. What's a favor between friends?" 

"I won't hurt anyone for you." Charlie said firmly.

"Who's asking! One favor at a time of my choosing where you harm no one. In return, I tell you what I know. Do we have a deal?" 

Razzle and Dazzle growled warningly before Charlie put her hand out, showing her horns and changing her eye color briefly. "Deal."

They shook hands, a green light glowing brightly enough where the hotel members could see it downstairs. 

"No, no!" Vaggie cried running upstairs, (Y/N) flying up the stairs, the wind from his wings opening the door.

"Right on cue!" Alastor called, as Vaggie arrived. "What did you do? Let her go!" The ex angel cried, charging at the deer. "Vaggie, stop!" Charlie cried. 

"What? No Charlie, please tell me you didn't--"

"No. She still owns her soul; I put a spell on Charlie when she was younger that prevented her from selling her soul." (Y/N) said, lowering himself to the ground, calculating gaze searching the two demons. 

"I made a deal with Alastor. He gave me info that can save the hotel, but we're going to need help. The angels can be defeated and Carmilla is the key." Charlie explained as she walked over to get her jacket. 

"What? Carmilla Carmine? She killed an exorcist in the last extermination. She knows how they can be harmed." 

"I---I didn't even know that was possible." Vaggie whispered in awe.

"If you did, would you have told me?" Charlie said coldly. 

"Charlie, I-"

"I need you to go to her, convince her to teach us. If she can, we might have a chance." 

"With just the seven of us?" Vaggie asked. 

"No, we're--ugh we're going to need numbers too."

"And I know just who can help. As long as Charlie can be her normal, charming self."

"What's that you said about smiles?" Charlie smiled as Alastor pat her head. "Good girl."

"Charlie, can we talk about this--" Vaggie asked quietly.

"We can talk later. Right now, we have a job to do. You with us?" She asked, eyes cold as she looked at Vaggie. 

"Yes." (Y/N) and Vaggie looked at each other with worry before following Charlie and Alastor downstairs. 

"So, uh, Alastor and Charlie just left like they were runnin' away from their responsibilities. Should we be alarmed?" Angel asked. 

"No, tesoro." (Y/N) chuckled, easing his love's worries. 

"We have a plan. But it includes defending ourselves against the angels." 

"Uh! Are you fucking high?" Husk asked. 

"They can be killed." Vaggie started as the Egg Bois ran by. 

"Yeah. That knife lady Camaro Carfight, killed one." Frank called, as Vaggie kneeled to his level. 

"Wait, you knew about this?" "Oh, yeah, I told Boss about it months ago."

"He what?"

"What? They say insane shit all the time. How was I supposed to know this one was true?" Pentious demanded. 

"Bank accounts are a scam created by the shadow government." Frank said cheerfully. 

"See!" Hissed the snake demon.

"What's important now is that we're gonna have a fight on our hands." (Y/N) spoke up, taking his role as Prince up seriously.

Vaggie nodded as she walked towards the door. "I'm going to learn how we can fight back. But when I come home, I'll understand if none of you are here." She left with that final thought. 

"Look, this hotel's about to become the most dangerous place in Hell, and we--I can't guarantee your safety anymore. I still believe in Charlie's dream, I know it can work. But none of you signed up for this," (Y/N) spoke up, "I am still your Prince, and I won't willingly let any of you get hurt, so if you want to leave, please get somewhere safe." 

Silence filled the air before Angel smacked (Y/N) on the back, mindful of his wings. "Babe, we ain't leavin' you. We've been here since the beginning, we'll be here 'til the end." Husk, Niffty and Pentious nodded their heads, smiling determinedly at their prince. 

" 'Sides, we have a wedding to plan, and we can't do that without our family." Angel cupped (Y/N)'s cheek, making the blond press a kiss to his hand. "Thank you, amore. Now, let's get to training." The prince smirked darkly, summoning his shadows' and multiple weapons. "We've got a lot of work to do."

*End.*

A/N: sorry for the short chapter lol. I'm gonna cut it into three parts, and I hopefully should have the next two up at some point today.*

[spitinsideme]

You had a crush on the sea witch from Little Mermaid when you were younger.

the way you worded this makes it feel like youre a psychic diagnosing me with lesbianism after looking into your magic sphere and seeing child me wstching little mermaid with eyes full of lust and awe

YEAH OBVIOUSLY I DIR !!! god its not even "had" i still do tjat woman could do thibgs to me that incant say here because it would get me banned tor innapropriate content im not even and never have brrn into tentacles but she has them and id let her invade all my holes at once she can do whateer she wnats to md and id do whaever she wwmts me to she can take my voice too the way ill be screaming her name no contract or magif needed ill be on her lap likr s good girl whilst she does whatever th3 fuck she wants me ti and i promise you all the way id be screaming and the things id be ssying would make me belong to her she can take my voice AND my virginity she can bury me in her huge fuckong titd and suffocare me abd i will die she can liteally waterboard me if she wants i wsnt her to sit on my face literally SIT on my facr im tapking sitting down relaxed right on top of ky face riding me i wsnt my neck BROKEN i want my face DRENCHED and not in my sweat i eant to have neck pain gor thr rest of my life and everytime im in pain i remeber her on my face bucking her hips do any ofnyou understand . i feel like i havent made mgself clese enough i want her so badly

child me was CRAZY for her i remeber i only watched the movie once but jesus fucking chrisr in that moment i knee i was a sinner i was raised catholic my whole lifr and tsught things but in tjat moment when i first laid my eyes upon ursula i knew 5hat there was no hope for me and tht i was a dirty sinner destined to go yo hell but the only place i wnaged to go to was insife that pussy and engulfed in those huge massive fuckong tits i was a child who didnt even knkw what sex was but what i did knkw was thst the things i wsnted her to do to me pribably hadnt even been invented yet and if amyonr knrw i was a ledbian and found out what i was thinking they woukd have classified being gay as a mental illlness again because the thoughts i was having were enough to send me to an exorcis becaude neither a priest nor a therapist could fix me and the last option woukd be to get out wjatever was isnife me but all i wmsted inside of me was ursula jeus fucking christ i wanted her so badly and i still do

[determination-personified]

Unexpected reunion

[ @nxthingtxwn]

Oh, there were a lot of things Lute could say to Vaggie. How this jer's AND that little bitch Charlie's fault. how because they killed Adam caused all this bullshit to fall in her life but she hold her tongue, at least for now glaring at the Sinner. the ex-angel with a small huff from her nose.

"...I need. refuge." just saying brought a grimace to her face. arms crossed the torn and ragged uniform of the exorcis.

[river-billcipherfan]

I see you shook my bills hand

YEP SHE SURE DID

(SOMEONE SEND AN EXORCIS-

NOT HAPPENING, FLESH PUPPET.

😭😭😭)

[madscientistdonotdisturb]

*Walks into the scientist laboratory to check if the fishhead is still alive, since the extermination day and is reliefed to see him well*

"Hey pops, just wanted to look ur didn't got caught from those exorci...."

*Suddenly seeing the young Min became much younger*

"Great azathoth! Alright...What in hell did u to our Minnie!?"

“Nothing, okay? She accidentally bumped into my age alteration ray and then got herself turned four again! She’s fine, right Min?” He assured his son, glad that Crymini woke up from her nap.

@your-mom-666

[kacic1]

A todos, boa noite! E hoje a noite é de arrepiar!

Convido vocês a visitarem Os Filmes do Kacic, para conferir minha nova crítica sobre esta aguardada sequência do clássico O Exorcista, que chega aos cinemas brasileiros no dia 12 de outubro. Texto imperdível e sem spoilers.

Crítica: O EXORCISTA: O DEVOTO (THE EXORCIST: BELIEVER) | 2023

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[masamihanazawa]

A Possum Never Forgets || Masami & Lil

Timing: Current (Afternoonish) Location: Pas & Claws Clinic Feat: @masamihanazawa & @the-lil-exorcist Warnings: Family death mentions Summary: Lil brings a possum into Masami's clinic

Masami was wondering how he got into this situation. What unearthly being had he pissed off to keep getting so many new people popping into his clinic for strange reasons. The man who came in with a concussion and brought his dog back and now a young woman he never met was watching as he wrapped a wound on a possum’s tail.  The little guy looked a bit confused as to what it was doing in a vet’s clinic and really Masami felt the same way. “You can stop burning holes into my skull, kid.” He mumbled out as he cut off the extra bandaging, setting it aside as he checked the marsupial over once again. It wasn’t so strange for him to have wild animals in his clinic, he helped the zoo out often enough but this one hadn’t come from the zoo. This girl just picked the damn thing up off the road and brought it here without a second thought and Masami knew as soon as he saw those sad eyes of hers he wouldn’t be able to say no. 

He let out a heavy sigh as he picked the possum up and walked it back over to the stranger, whose name he found out was Lil when he had her fill out the paperwork. “I don’t know why you have this thing but I’m going to assume you know how to care for it.” Masami placed the tiny bundle of fuzz into Lil’s lap before beginning to clean up. “Don’t let him use his tail. It’ll take a couple weeks for it to fully heal and next time he gets hurt maybe look at a wildlife sanctuary kid not me.” 

—-

Lil wasn’t an interventionist, especially being back in Wicked’s Rest. Sometimes people needed consequences, and if it wasn’t a ghost she wasn’t interested in helping. After all, she wasn’t particularly great with much else. However, there were a few glaring exceptions. She’d always answer her family's calls, no matter how much she might not like them at the moment.  She’d always help a friend - especially after everything that happened with her reputation she couldn't help the loyalty that sprang from standing next to her. Finally, Lil couldn’t help her soft spot that happened with kids and animals. She couldn’t stand to see them hurt, and she went out of her way a lot to hello. 

So, despite herself she couldn’t help but feel bad for the Possum that Lil found walking through the town on her many hours of searching for clues. Although she wasn’t really sure if the little fella could cry, she could tell that it was hurt and without thinking she’d wrapped it up and looked for the nearest animal clinic that would take him. Maybe if she’d thought about it more she’d remember that this town was full of weird happenings, and that she’d be better off taking care of the little guy by herself. 

Especially seeing as she wasn’t quite sure what was going on here and wasn’t sure if she wanted to. Lil hadn’t and now she was standing pretty stiffly watching the possum, and not knowing really why she was feeling odd. The Doctor - she wasn’t sure if she’d caught his name - seemed willing enough to help the possum and hadn’t been an ass really. He seemed like a grumpy guy, but Lil was used to that. It was the fact that ever since she got back into town there seemed to be more ghosts than normal, and it wasn’t uncommon for them to follow her. So she hadn’t even blinked as they followed her through the streets to the clinic, knowing that she’d deal with them later when Jonas could ask what they wanted. 

What she hadn’t thought would happen, is as soon as she got to the clinic door the ghosts stopped following her, abruptly. It wasn’t normal, and she’d spent the last twenty minutes trying to figure out why that had happened, after convincing the other to look at the possum. Lil kept looking to see if there were anti-ghost wards, and not seeing any signs of that. There was no reason why those ghosts wouldn’t want to pester the exorcist, and what was worse was she couldn’t hear what they were trying to say. 

“I wasn’t glaring, ” Lil said mostly to herself, her arms crossed as she looked away and back at the door at the ghosts that seemed pretty eager to say something to her, still not getting she couldn’t hear them. “I - okay. I think I can do that,” Lil said, holding her arms out to take the animal, trying not to show that she was shaking slightly worried she’d gotten herself into a weird place again. “Th- I appreciate you still looking at the little guy. Also to  be fair to me the sign does say exotics.” She said, her eyes going to focus on the wild animal in her arms. “I also didn’t think that they would take a Possum.” 

She was almost going to let it go, but the ghosts waving their hands outside made her more curious then she should be. So, instead of asking how much it would be Lil blurted out,  “ Hey I have a question if you don’t mind. Do you know what this building was before it was a clinic? If anything?” Maybe they were on a salt mine after all. 

—-

“If he develops a fever, bring him back, I already gave him a shot of antibiotics but he might need more.” Masami found himself frowning at the appreciation he’d never been good at accepting thanks for doing his job. He could vaguely remember a time when people thanking him had brought him some sense of joy and accomplishment but nowadays it just felt heavy and useless. He really wasn’t doing much, especially with the possum. Still he kept his mouth shut and didn’t bother discouraging her thanks. People always just became more annoying when he did. “It’s their job to look after the local wildlife.” He doubted they’d turn a possum away, people in his line of work all tended to be soft once something hurt came along, he was a prime example of it despite his grumbling. 

Masami was beginning to clean up when Lil asked her other’s question and his brow furrowed. “From what I know it’s always been a clinic.” He should know he paid for it to be built all those years ago and nothing had been in this spot since. Sure it had changed in style and size especially when he noticed the local shapeshifters needing somewhere discreet to go. But it was always his clinic. “Why do you ask?” It wasn't odd for people with an interest in history to come look into his building, it was a little troublesome when they noticed the owner had always looked the same, but most of the time it was easily ignored as just one of those Wicked’s Rest coincidences. 

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Lil hummed slightly, nodding at the instructions, thankful that the possum was now safely in her arms again and that he was looking a little better. She didn’t think it was really clear that she was shaking now that he was in her arms. “You’re okay, Buddy. I’ll make sure you feel better soon.” She said softly, knowing that the creature must have been scared to just let her hold him. Turning her attention to the other again she just shrugged and said, “You were still closer to be fair.” 

Lil should have left it, and if he had just said it was always a clinic maybe she would have. After all, she could get Jonas to talk to the ghosts. They might tell him why they were so freaked out. She could still get out of the blunder of asking and she and the little animal in her arms could get to leave. After all, the Doc was caporeal, and if she remembered enough of her hometown, he could be anything. The ghost seemed to think he was a threat, as she saw them practically screaming from the windows, her eyes drawn to them and flinching at the faces before looking back at the man preparing to make a hasty retreat. 

One that was quickly dashed when he asked her why she’d asked.  Lil froze slightly for a moment trying to figure out what to say. “Oh - It’s a bit silly of a reason.” She said, giving a sheepish smile. “You see uh - the vibes of the store are a little weird so I was wondering if it was on a salt mine maybe? Did you get a larger than normal shipment of salt - wait you probably don’t need salt here do you?” Lil could hear herself babble, but wasn’t sure if she could stop herself. “You would be surprised about how weird a place feels because the earth around it is extra salty.” 

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He couldn’t fault her for coming somewhere close in a panic, people seemed to do that often. Emilio had a habit of breaking into his clinic anytime he needed Masami though he wasn’t sure that particular human counted. He didn’t think Emilio actually had somewhere else to go, “Fair enough I guess.” Masami had picked up on the girl’s heartbeat. It was normal for pet parents to be nervous while their animals were being examined and at first he didn’t think much of the girl shaking but now it seemed to be continuing even after he had reassured her that the possum would be fine. He looked at her a little more closely now. He had no idea what her medical history was and it would be strange for him to just up and ask so he continued throwing away any mess bandaging and cleaning the possum’s tail.

“....Are you some fucking salt enthusiast?” Masami didn’t get why the girl was so obsessed with this salt mine theory but her shaking still didn’t seem to be going down. “Are you diabetic? You’re shaking a lot. Do you need a soda or something kid?” He really couldn’t let her just walk out when she was looking like that. If she passed out in the street it wouldn’t help anyone plus he kind of felt some sort of duty as a doctor to make sure she was actually okay. “Let me go get you one, we have some sprite in the breakroom.” He motioned to go towards the door, hoping she’d be fine till he managed to get back. The break room wasn’t far but he knew low blood sugar could be a hassle if left for too long. 

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Lil glanced back outside to the ghosts who seemed to be gesturing her to come outside, and then down at the little possum now held probably too close to herself and wondered if she should just make a run for it still. With how tired she was lately, she wasn’t sure she’d make it, and if she was honest the other didn’t seem to be that dangerous or at least didn’t seem to want to hurt her.

Her debate stopped with his reply, her eyebrows going up in a huff. “I’m not a salt enthusiast,” Lil said, her face going red when she realized he noticed that she was shaking. “No - I’m not, I'm fine. I’m shaking because I’m nervous,” Lil said  now more embarrassed than anything.  

Deciding that maybe she was already in it, and that maybe the other wouldn’t outright attack her she said, “Okay maybe I should just be straight with it. Ghosts. There’s ghosts outside and they look terrified okay. They’d usually follow me here and annoy the shit out of me, but they seem to not want to get near this place, so I was trying to figure out why.” Lil didn’t look the other in the eye, instead focusing on the possum. “You don’t seem like a bad guy Doc, so I don’t know why that is happening. Did something bad happen here?” 

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Nerves were a perfectly good reason to be shaking. Masami was about to mention that the possum was okay now and that she could relax before the girl continued. Ghosts outside his clinic were rare, normally none of them would even step foot within a mile of this place given his diet. It was never smart for the prey to enter the hunter’s den. “You can’t hear them? Nevermind you wouldn’t be asking me stupid questions if you could.” He tugged a cigarette out of his box, lighting the thin strip and letting it sit between his lips. “They just don’t like me.” That was all he was offering the medium. He wasn’t about to announce he was a kitsune to a human, that would put him in more danger than he wanted. Humans let things slip so easily and he didn’t need a hunter overhearing her. 

“Stay here I’ll get you that sprite, once you finish it you can go home.” Masami left Lil to sit with her weird ass pet and went down the hall to the recovery room that also doubled as the staff room. He was normally back here anyway if someone was brought in he figured he should have easy access to coffee if he needed to stay up with them. He popped open the fridge, grabbing a can. He was hoping the girl would let the topic go by the time he returned. 

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“I can’t hear them through the fucking window and walls,” Lil said  her voice going up as she wasn’t really comforted by the other’s answer. “It’s not like you magically hear everything when you hear ghosts.” She was pretty sure of that fact, even if she was bluffing. She really didn’t know much about what ghosts sounded like at all. Jonas, after all, didn’t hear normal speech so it wasn’t like they really could share. Most other mediums didn’t know about her - deficiency so she couldn’t really ask them either. 

Still, as the vet started to go toward the back Lil wondered if she should just bolt and leave before the other came back. A larger part of her wanted him to explain exactly what he meant about the ghosts not liking him. So she sat down holding the possum and muttering under her breath about how stupid all of this was. Jonas would probably call her stubborn for it, but in any case she was fairly certain he wasn’t going to kill her.

“You know most ghosts aren’t afraid of people. They clearly don’t just not like you,” Lil said, her head tilting slightly in thought waiting for the other to enter again. “Listen, I'm just trying to figure out if you are gonna hurt me. You don’t act like - a demon or something like that. Other than that I don’t really care.``  Well, he didn’t act like the one that Jane had - Lil shook her head not wanting to remember. “That was a little rude, I’m just trying to say I won’t pry Dr. - I didn’t catch your name before I was too focused on the possum.”  Lil said sheepishly. 

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Masami rolled his eyes at her remark but didn’t refute it. It made sense that mediums were not all at the same power level, he knew that shifters were often the same with strength varying from person to person. Lil could be one of the weaker ones, her personality was lending to the theory with how paranoid she was acting around him. If she was powerful enough to hear them properly her little issue of doubt would be solved by now then again it was probably better she couldn’t hear the ghosts through the walls, meaning his secret was safe as long as she had something between her and the ghosts. 

Then the problem was when she left. Masami wasn’t going to do anything to stop her, but it would be troublesome if she went around town asking about what the phantoms outside meant. He rubbed the back of his head, taking a moment after closing the fridge to piece his thoughts together. He knew he wasn’t going to hurt the girl, she hadn’t attacked him and she definitely wasn’t a hunter. He’d never heard of one that could see ghosts and if she was one the fact that ghosts were scared of him would have been a pretty big tip off as to what exactly he was. He sighed and decided it was too much work to worry about it now, he would just have to deal with the consequences of letting the young woman go if they ever came up. 

He meandered back into the other room about to open his mouth when Lil blurted out she just didn’t want him to be a demon. “Masami Hanazawa.Would a demon be getting you a sprite and fixing up your possum?” He didn’t know much about demons but he didn’t think being a vet was high on their list of possible jobs. Masami pressed the sprite against Lil’s cheek, “Take it. Drink it then pay and get out.” 

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Lil wasn’t sure what to make of the other. He hadn’t made a move to hurt her - something that was fairly obvious at this point. So, despite the fact that there were people that seemed to be following her now, she wondered if she was acting paranoid. She was sure she wasn’t, but then again wasn’t that what all the hunters said after awhile. 

“He’s not my possum to be fair, - but I think I’ll keep him since he’s probably not going to be able to go back to the wild. Huh little guy? We’ll see.” Lil said looking down at the possum that seemed to be content to be in her arms. She was sure he was pretty hurt if he was just letting her hold him. He seemed to be sleeping now, and Lil hoped that he would for a little while longer. 

 At the under current of his question Lil couldn’t help but sigh slightly as she felt her hand itch slightly at the thought, “I guess  Doc- Doctor Hanazawa. Sor- Hey!” Lil said as the other put the cold sprite onto her cheek taking the soda into her hand. “Okay okay. Hey - can I ask you one last thing? Can I go out the back of the building? The ghosts are going to overwhelm me if I go out there and - I don’t want to deal with it.” The reality wasn’t far off. Usually Lil was pretty good at keeping ghosts away from her mind - not hearing them eased the pain that most mediums had with them - but with how tired Lil was lately it wasn’t exactly a good idea to walk into the middle of a group of them. That and she just wanted to make sure whoever was following her didn’t stick too close to her. 

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“If you’re going to keep him, make sure you do your research. Or you can ask me. Since he’s now your pet I will see him for check ups. Though normally I’m not brought possums.” Most of the time the possums didn’t survive car crashes and his tie to animal control was newer than the others. Still the man wasn’t one to turn down a challenge and if the possum was going to be kept as a pet Masami would make sure to know how to help it more if Lil needed the assistance. 

“Yeah follow me. You can wait by the backdoor while you drink, but if I catch you snooping I’m going to throw you out the front.” Masami wouldn’t. He was particularly weak when it came to upset young women. The last child he had, Henriette, had died at the age of 25. He was fond of all of his children but Henriette had always been his favorite. The only daughter he had ever had, made her special plus the fact she managed to make it so long despite the lack of medical knowledge during the time she was growing. That girl had been clever and as head strong as her father, which may have been part of the problem. It had certainly been the reason for her death. She tried to save another shifter from a hunter and in the end he had taken her instead. Masami had found her fur hanging in a huntsmen hut. The doctor had never killed someone so slowly before. 

Masami led Lil to the front desk first so she could pay for the visit before taking her down the long hallway of the clinic, making sure to close any door he wanted her to keep out of. “When you’re done with your drink you can leave the can by the door, I’ll take care of it. Remember if I catch you snooping you’re going out the front.” He pointed at the smaller woman’s face before walking away and leaving her to her possum. 

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