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clownsgobeepbeep · 5 years ago

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Scent of Valerians

Finally, I now present to you the first part of my storyline that takes place in the future~

In this first part, not very much happens but it is still important uwu Things start out a little calm

@post-itpenny @grotesquegabby Although it’s minimal, some of your characters are in this

Part Two

Finally, October had come to be.

There was no doubt that the weather was at its best now that nearly everything was covered in hues of orange, even the abode belonging to the one who dressed in crimson.

With a stretch and a soft yawn, she awoke in the luxurious bed before her fingers and long nails gently trailed across the velvet blankets over her lap. Once her green eyes had ceased their fluttering, they glanced to the window as only orange was in sight.

“Oh, is it time?” she yawned once again before lowering her hand and removing her blankets off of herself to get off her bed, slipping on her robe to look through the glass. The woman gave a smile as she heard knocking on her bedroom door, responding with a snap before it opened and in came a maid.

“Miss Velvet, I have your tea ready.”

“Wonderful, set it down on my vanity.” the woman motioned behind her before hearing a tray be set down on her vanity, her door opening again before being shut close.

Velvet took one glance to the outside where, in the distance beyond her front yard, was a pair of kids walking around with pumpkins in their arms. Oh yes, it really was that time of the year which was just wonderful, meaning it was time that everything red in her house be turned to orange.

She turned around and walked towards her vanity, sitting in front of it as she took her teacup and sipped from it. Once she set the cup down, she looked into her mirror to apply some lipstick, red of course, even with the new season. Her focus was on her lips despite being able to apply the makeup with such ease and precision, yet she almost made a mistake when she noticed something in her mirror.

A glowing pink.

Velvet whipped around to look at her window where she caught a glimpse of the sight, furrowing her eyebrows whilst blinking in surprise. The hue was gone, she knew it had very well been there and nothing would convince her otherwise. She stood up from her stool and walked over to the window again, taking a good look at the entire area as she bit her lip. She was then slightly startled at the sound of knocking on her door again.

“Come in.” she shut her eyes with a sigh, turning to see another maid walk in with a bouquet of roses.

“Miss Velvet, this was on your doorstep.”

“Who is it from?” Velvet approached the maid who gave a soft shrug.

“I’m sorry, there is no name and it just appeared with the sound of your doorbell.”

“Well, place it down then.” Velvet turned to the window once again before the maid eventually left, closing the door again.

The woman gave one last glance at the window before returning her gaze to the bouquet, nearing it and placing a finger on a single petal which brought a sensation through and to her head.

“W-What are you doing!?”

“No, no…that can’t be. Get away from me!”

A scream.

“Hm, not even by doing this am I impressed. You’re still such a disgrace, why did I let you live?”

A scream.

“This isn’t you!”

A scream.

“There’s nothing you can do about it, I’ve finally won this game.”

A slash as if flesh had been sliced.

“You stole my fucking life away!”

“We want to stay.”

A choking sound.

“Please not this way! Not like this!”

Velvet stepped back in shock with a gasp, hundreds of images having flashed before her eyes...so many of her loved ones in them. There was one, however, who appeared in nearly every single one, a panic coursing through her as she turned and rushed to her nightstand with a hand reaching out.

“My phone...where is it…” she breathed out, looking inside her drawers, the ground, everywhere that her cellphone could have fallen to. However…

“You looking for this?” a voice asked behind her, so Velvet turned with bewilderment written all over her face, especially as she noticed her phone in a hand.

“What are you doing here? How did-”

“Enough of the chit chat. It doesn’t matter.”

“Give me my phone back, I need that-”

“Who you gonna call? Your brother?” the person asked before turning on the phone, eyes skimming through the screen. “He’s too busy right now, just as everybody is. Don’t you remember about the party happening in a few days?”

“Give me my phone!” Velvet yelled before giving a face of surprise upon the sigh of glowing, pink eyes come from the person. “You...you’re the one-”

Before she was able to finish her sentence, Velvet felt herself be pulled towards the person who took hold of her throat, then swinging her to throw her to the side where Velvet expected to hit a wall. However, she opened her eyes to see that she instead continued falling back as a darkness surrounded her.

“What is this!?”

“Where you’ll be staying so you don’t ruin my agenda.” she was told as the person closed their hand into a fist, Velvet noticing that this darkness was in fact another place, and another place that was starting to shut.

“No, stop! You can’t! S-”

The hole was now closed and the other person gave a smirk, then glancing at the phone which began ringing. So, they let the phone continue ringing until it eventually stopped, throwing it down to stomp it.

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“That’s so weird, she didn’t answer.”

“Maybe she’s busy shopping. You know how she can be when it comes to her shopping.”

Through town rode a limousine, inside sitting was a pair of woman who sipped on some soda provided inside. Typically it would have been quite comfortable sitting inside a limo with so much space inside, but this was no doubt an exception due to it being nearly filled.

“Speaking of, I think we just turned into Velvet a while ago.” laughed the blonde of the two as she motioned to all the bags and boxes inside. “But then again, anything for my little oyster.”

“You really are going all out this time, huh?”

“Oh no doubt about it. I mean, I even bought all the pumpkins in that farm we visited the other day.

“Jelly, what!?”

“Yeah, I bought the entire farm of pumpkins which are being delivered to my house today. So, Ula’s going to sleepover at Cosmos and Vespers’ so she won’t see the shit ton of pumpkins before the party.”

“Oh my god.”

“No god here Maggie.” Jelly finished her soda before opening another as she motioned to the things inside the limo. “Only Ula.”

“Anyways, where are we even going to next? I don’t think we’ll be able to fit anything else in here.” Maggie glanced at the bag next to her, reaching inside as she held a black jug. “What is this fake blood even for?”

“The party, duh.” Jelly put the jug back inside. “Anyways, we’re gonna give my baby brother a visit to check up on how he’s been progressing.”

“Ah, the cake and desserts.”Maggie licked her lips.

“We’re going to check on those things, not steal Pepper’s cupcakes.”

“Aw.”

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“No, no! Wait, not like that!”

“Pepper please, that’s how it looks in the ske-”

“Noooo!” exclaimed the redhead before his brother in law stepped away with an icing bag in his hands. “No!”

“Pepper, what-”

“This is not icing! It’s frosting!” Pepper tapped the screen of his tablet where there was a sketch of a cake, a small note clearly reading ‘frosting’.

“Pepper it’s the same thing!” exclaimed Vespers before Pepper tugged at his own hair.

“Vespers! Icing and frosting are not the same thing!” Pepper motioned to the icing bag Vespers held. “Icing is thinner and glossier! Frosting is thick and fluffy! Besides, you’re using the wrong color!”

“Okay, okay! Geez.” Vespers set down the bag before walking around the large table that was in the back of the bakery belonging to Pepper. Pepper could work on the freaking cake, maybe like that he’d stop yelling at Vespers every five seconds.

“I’m gonna work on the cookies then.” Vespers muttered out before approaching said desserts which had been baked a while ago, now chilled and ready to be decorated.

Now that it was October, things were obviously pretty tight due to the nearing deadline everybody would have in just a few days. Everybody had pitched in to help out with what was now Ula’s next birthday party, and boy was her mother really going big with this one; it was practically a Sweet 16, but for the age of 21.

Vespers agreed to help Pepper and Belinda out with the desserts and cooking, Ferry too as well as a few others who were doing their own things elsewhere. The moth was excited about helping Pepper but...he was realizing that it was a hassle, but honestly, he couldn’t blame Pepper. Things had to be perfect.

“Dad, can I have a cookie?” came another voice which made Vespers look to his side where he saw his little girl.

“Oh sure, I don’t think your uncle would mind.” Vespers glanced at Pepper who was too focused on frosting one of the cake’s stories in orange.

“Thank you.” Phoebe took the cookie before taking a bite. “Oh yeah, you guys have company.”

“Company!?” both Vespers and Pepper exclaimed before turning to look at each other in a panic.

“Hide the cake!”

“Hide everything!” Pepper rushed to grab a sliding screen which he started to pull to hide everything they had been working on, until Phoebe spoke up with a giggle.

“Why are you guys worried? It’s just Aunt Jelly and Maggie.” she grinned before her father and uncle stopped what they were doing, feeling like total idiots before said pair walked into the back.

“What are you doing?” Jelly blinked at the two men who nervously laughed to themselves.

“We were...hiding...stuff…”

“We thought Ula and her friends had come over.” Vespers explained before another door opened, this one being the one that lead to the alley behind the shop which made Vespers and Pepper freak out yet again.

“Hi Aunt Jelly!~” came the cheerful voice belonging to Bubbles who pranced inside.

“Ah, Bubbles!” Pepper smiled at the sight of her. “I’m so glad you’re here! Your uncle Vesp and I kinda need help, and-”

“Oh, no.” Bubbles shook her head. “I’m not helping out with that, you guys already have more than enough help. I don’t even know why you guys are putting so much work into a silly party.”

“Bubbles!”

“Don’t be such a dick.” Phoebe commented before Vespers gasped rather loudly.

“Phoebe!”

“Fine, don’t be such a bitch.”

“Phoebe!” Vespers gasped again before he grabbed Phoebe’s hand to drag her to the front of the shop whilst the others were left alone.

“Anyways, I just came to tell you that I’m going to the pier with my girlfriend.” Bubbles announced before Pepper gave a deep frown. “So don’t look for me, bye!”

“What was that about?” Maggie blinked at the now closed backdoor before she and Jelly’s eyes darted towards Pepper who gave a shrug, preferring not to explain anything. Especially not after the time things got rather tense with Bubbles.

“Anyways Jonesy, what are you doing around these parts of town?” Pepper grinned as he lay on a table which was surprisingly empty, even propping up his elbow to lay his head in his hand.

“I wanted to see what you have done.” Jelly replied as she attempted to look behind him, but Pepper dragged himself so that her view was even more blocked.

“Mmm, well, how about you instead come back the day before? That way-”

“Now.”

“Okay.”

Pepper climbed off the table before moving away the screen he had attempted to use, revealing the work done by him and Vespers, a few others as well.

“Pepper...what the fuck.” Jelly blinked at the sight of all kinds of Halloween themed desserts, Pepper feeling his smile fade as Maggie looked at each of the siblings in confusion and worry.

“Jelly?” Pepper grasped his own hands, starting to rock himself on his heels. “Do you...um, me and Vesp worked really hard on these things and-”

“It’s amazing!” Jelly exclaimed before approaching the desserts and admiring each one with a twinkle in her eyes, Pepper sighing in relief before furrowing his eyebrows as he noticed a thief.

“Hey, hey! You put that cupcake down!” he frowned at Maggie who stopped to stare at him, then bringing the cupcake closer to her mouth. “Jelly!”

“Children, please calm down.” Jelly waved a hand at the red heads while she still admired all the treats prepared. However, she then turned her attention to her purse as the Halloween theme came from it, and she reached in to take out her phone, then answering it as she ignored Pepper and Maggie behind her.

“Hello?”

“Mrs. D’Vitt. Hi, I hope you’re not busy.”

“Oh hi Schrader, what’s up?”

“All the pumpkins arrived to your house and are currently in the backyard. The kids and I started carving a few but there’s still some work left to do.”

“Don’t worry one bit Schrader, you’ve already do-”

“Mom!” came another voice on the line. “Mom! You should have seen Schrader! He cuts pumpkins so awesome! He made a scary face on a giant pumpkin!”

“That’s very nice Cordelia, but can you put Schr-”

“And then he said my gift for Ula was awesome! And-”

“Cordelia give the phone back to Schrader.” said another voice, no doubt Davey’s, right before Cordelia’s voice faded away. Jelly could still hear her though, possibly arguing with Davey.

“Mrs. D’Vitt, it’s me again.” came Schrader’s thick accent which made Jelly chuckle. “I wanted to call you to also tell you that something came up at the garage, so I’ll be going there for a bit and I’m bringing along the kids so they’re not alone at home. Is that alright with you?”

“Of course it is, I trust you Schrader. Just make sure to not let the axolotls in the backyard. We can’t have them chewing on any pumpkins.”

“Yes Mrs. D’Vitt.”

After a few more words being exchanged, Jelly put her phone away and turned back to Maggie and Pepper, the latter still upset as Maggie had already taken a few bites out of a cupcake that she was still eating as she was on the phone herself.

“Maggie?”

“Hm?” Maggie turned to Jelly with some frosting on her cheek.

“Silly bird...something wrong?”

“Oh no, just got a call from Ama is all.” Maggie then took another bite of her cupcake as she listened to the phone and answered some more. “Yes I’m talking with your aunt Jelly. Where’s Ula right now?”

“Where are they at?”

“Your park.”

“Ah, I see.”

“You’re gonna pay for that.” Pepper whispered into Maggie’s ear as she had just finished the cupcake, then pushing Pepper away as he let out a sound of distress.

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“Was that Pepper just know?” Ama asked into the phone as her eyes looked to the front, waving before Ula sat with her on a table.

“Is that your mom?” Ula asked before taking a bite out of one of the cupcakes she had gotten for her and Ama.

“Yeah, your mom’s there too.”

“Where are they at?”

“Your uncle’s bakery.”

“Ah, I see.” Ula nodded before turning to look to the side, enjoying her cupcake with a smile as her eyes twinkled at the sight that was her mother’s park. Everything as beautiful, but everything was even better now that October had come; things were themed to a dark Alice in Wonderland which was absolutely delightful.

Her eyes then darted to the other side as Ama continued talking to Maggie, landing on one of the popular roller coasters. A train was just going up the first hill, Ula then growing a bit startled once it plunged down the steep down as screams were heard even from that distance.

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Screams were heard.

Screams had made Velvet look up in complete surprise, especially as a new light poured into the void she sat in. Her eyes blinked at how bright it was, perhaps after having spent a while there. But if she was being honest with herself...it didn’t feel like it had been a very long time.

“W-what are you doing!?”

No. Oh no...things were starting.

Velvet stood up as a choke sounded out, the light up above being slightly blocked as something went through it. She could tell it was coming down and so she extended her arms out, a body falling right into them.

“S...you were also-” Velvet started, then looking back up at the light which slowly disappeared once the opening had closed yet again.

“We need to find a way out of here...you must know the way, yes?”

The person in Velvet’s arm gave a worried look, shutting their eyes before silently shaking their head.

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plasma-space-pirates-blog · 5 years ago

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The Hatchlings in the Flower

“Ghetsis! Ghetsis! The flower is stirring! It’s about to bloom!”

Ghetsis raised his head from his cold pillow and yawned, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. His ears and wings twitched and he turned his head toward the speaker. Zinzolin continued to shake Ghetsis’s shoulder and yelling.

“Wake up! You’re going to miss it! Are you really going to sleep through this?!”

Ghetsis grunted and smacked Zin with a wing. The half-elf spat and sputtered, trying to get the blue feathers out of his mouth. The Ice Angel slipped out of bed and tied his hair back in a loose ponytail.

His flower. It was about to bloom after years of tending to it.

He looked down at his feet, his wings drooping. Why wasn’t he happy? He should be. Yet, there was a hole in his heart and even felt a twinge of regret for what he did.

“Ghetsis, you got feathers in m-” Zin was about to get into a whole tangent on how he deserved more respect when he noticed the pensive king. “...Are you alright?” He grabbed his best friend’s hands. Despite hating the cold, he kept a firm grip on the king’s icy cold hands. Ghetsis looked up, managing a sad smile.

“I just wish Mother and Father could have met him or her...Viola and Vesper as well. Then again, I don’t. He is not natural. I should have done in the normal way. I should have married Lucina just so things would be nor-”

“Shut up.”

Ghetsis’s pupils narrowed when Zinzolin muttered the order.

“What.”

“Just shut up please.”

He pulled Ghetsis onto his feet and cracked a weak smile.

“This is supposed to be a happy day. Don’t worry about that now. Come. Before you miss it,” Zinzolin assured. He gently pulled Ghetsis through the hallways. Halfway to their destination, Ghetsis pulled his arm away and trotted up so he was besides his advisor.

“...Thank you.”

“Of course.”

Zinzolin pushed opened the doors to the secluded room. Moonlight shone through the windows, letting the two see the room. Vines and leaves twisted and turned, growing wild all over the room. They all led to the center of the room, where a massive pink flower rested. It was still a closed bud but it occasionally nudged and spat out pollen with each movement. Zinzolin scrunched up his face and sneezed.

“Alright...” He took a step back, covering his mouth and nose with his hands. “Go on.”

Ghetsis’s wings puffed out. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, ready to burst out at any moment. This was it. His hard work, three years of growing and raising this flower...it was all for this. His claws clicked against the floor as he walked over to the bud. His tail curled up and his breathing hitched as he was only a few inches away from his creation.

He used his free hand to assess the bud. He dragged his fingers up to the very top. The petals were already prying open and he just felt the urge to tear it open himself but at same time, he feared ruining all his work. What if he killed it? What if this was too soon? Even though he studied the process intensively, it was still an old method with little to no success. Maybe...maybe he or she needed some intervention. Maybe they were too weak to come out himself. By the name of the Mother Dragon, this was all too much!

“Can you hear me? Surely...come on out. I have been waiting for you for years, All of Unova is excited to see you...” He scratched his claws near the top. He already made his choice. He just had to be very, very careful...

“Ghetsis...” Zinzolin muttered, poking his head in. “Let them out by themselves.”

“But...what if he or she is struggling? Just...” He grunted and he grabbed the top of the flower.

“Ghetsis!” Zinzolin ran forward but the Ice Angel pulled down two of the petals. The half-elf let out a soft gasp and covered his mouth.

“What did you do...?” He murmured. Ghetsis looked down at him and continued on, pulling down the rest of the petals. He worked slowly, his hands shaking and his knees buckling. It was a shocker that he didn’t fall to the ground or pass out from the stress.

The flower opened up as a huge eight petal flower. While the outside was a dull magenta, the inside was a pastel pink. The inside was dotted with black dots near the center.

In the center laid three newborn Ice Angels.

Ghetsis covered his mouth and his pupils widened. He only expected there to be one or maybe two. Not three hatchlings! This was a miracle! But...if they were alive was another issue. He did rush the process.

He leaned in and got a closer look. The hatchlings were the size of his palm. Newborn Ice Angels usually big enough to be held in both arms. They wouldn’t have made it out themselves. Thank the Mother Dragon he took that risk.

He picked up the biggest of the clutch. He was covered in a thin layer of nectar but he could still make out his features. It was a boy that looked like his exact clone. Pale green hair, matching tail, bluish grey skin, huge pointed ears. He was perfect.

“Zinzolin. Towel,” he muttered. Zin gave a quick nod and ran off to get a towel. He came back with three and handed his king one. The Ice Angel wiped off as much nectar as he could and turned him over onto his stomach. He gave a firm pat to his back and the hatchling spat out some nectar and coughed. The soft whining that followed filled Ghetsis with euphoria. He bounced on his feet and grinned wide.

“Zinzolin! Help me with the other two!” Ghetsis gently held the newborn to his chest and the hatchling immediately latched onto his shirt, settling in. He picked up another baby and Zinzolin grabbed the other. The process was repeated: clean them up, pat them on the back and get them to latch onto Ghetsis. After a few minutes of adjustment for the new father and babies, Ghetsis looked at Zin.

“They’re so...perfect.”

“Indeed,” Zinzolin replied. He was doing a fine cleaning of the hatchlings’ wings. The two girls had pale pink and yellow wings while the only boy of the clutch had the baby blue wings of his father.

“...What are you going to name them?” the advisor asked. Ghetsis looked down at them once again and smiled.

“Is it an obsession to say I already had names in mind for years?”

“...A bit.”

Ghetsis laughed and Zin felt his heart stop for a moment. It had been a long time since he heard a hearty laugh from his king. And he, of all people in this galaxy, was the one to make him laugh. Ghetsis was truly happy and he hoped it wouldn’t go away any time soon.

“Well now, for their names. I think the blondie will be Concordia...yes, that is a fitting name...Anthea for the pink one. And...” He pursed his lips together and ran his claws through his son’s messy green hair.

“Let’s see...I’m debating between the name I wish to give him and the one that follows family tradit-”

“Your son, your rules.”

“But Zin-”

“Your son, your rules”

He huffed and gave his son a kiss on the head.

“Natsu it is then.” He continued to focus on his newborns, who whined and clambered all over each other. They were moving so much that Anthea even fell and Ghetsis had to catch her and put her back in her place.

“...What are we going to do about G-Cis?”

Ghetsis’s smile dropped and he sighed, continuing to play with his new children as he gave his orders.

“I will be rewriting the nondisclosure form and I need you to distribute and make sure all the palace staff read and sign it. This includes the Triad and yourself. We will not have a presentation ceremony until after the Plasma Pirates leave our planet. For now-”

He turned toward Zin and his pupils narrowed.

“I am still the last living Angel in this world. I am still all alone in this galaxy. No one outside of these walls will know about my hatchlings. Am I clear?” He leaned in, being mere inches away from Zin’s face. All Zin could see were the huge blue irises and the thin black pupils. He could feel his body tense up and he had to back up a step.

“Y-Yes, Ghetsis...” He cleared his throat and adjusted the cloth around his eyes. Ghetsis backed up as well and his pupils relaxed and he continued to look down at his babies.

“I cannot risk losing them. I do not have the time to raise another flower to bear more children. They...will be our little secret until G-Cis is dealt with.”

“Understood.”

Ghetsis smiled and wrapped his tail around Zin’s leg.

“I knew I could trust you....now then, I need you to dispose of the flower. Make sure it is beyond recognition. I don’t want G-Cis to get any suspicions.” He yawned and continued to run his claws through his children’s sap matted hair. The babies stirred and N opened up his mouth. Anthea followed suit and Concordia too. He chuckled.

“Oh they’re hungry...” He turned on his heel and started to head out the room.

“I need to feed them, bathe them, get them dressed...just do this for me, alright?” He turned his head so he could just barely make out Zin in the corner of his eyes. The half elf nodded.

“Of course. It will be done.”

“Again, thank you so much for this. I am so grateful for your help. Now then, I’ll leave you to it.” He slipped out the room, leaving Zinzolin alone. He sighed. Well, that well. Really well. An hour ago, his best friend was all alone but now, he was the father to three tiny hatchlings.

He turned toward the rest of the room and his content expression changed to one of exasperation. He was going to be here all night taking care of this flower.

#mod athena #writing #the hatchlings in the flower #((Athena wrote this alllll by herself in a few hours))#((Then didn't edit it for another week and some change ;; I got too excited I had to post immediately))

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one-of-us-blog · 6 years ago

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SPECTRE (2015)

Today Drew is forced to watch and recap 2015’s SPECTRE, the twenty-fourth and final (for now) James Bond adventure. 007 has been put through the ringer over the course of these last few movies, but now it’s all come down to this. Can Bond unmask the shadowy puppet master who’s been pulling the strings this whole time? Can he find out who’s been manipulating not only himself and MI6 but the whole world? When the time comes, will he want to?

Keep reading to find out…

Eli, I can’t believe you’ve done it, you madman! You can now say you’ve watched every single episode of The Golden Girls and The Golden Palace. What a coup! I’m extremely proud of you, and you’ve done an amazing job with your recaps over the years. I know you still have one more post to go, but you should give yourself a well-earned pat on the back! And hey, mister, this duo’s got two powerhouses and their names are You and Me!

Buttocks tight!

Screenplay by John Logan, Neal Purvis, Robert Wade & Jez Butterworth, film directed by Sam Mendes

We start off with a traditional barrel shot, which it feels like we haven’t seen in forever, and then we get a menacing quote about the dead being alive. We cut to an absolutely banging Día de Muertos celebration in Mexico City, where Bond, decked out in full skeletal garb, is led to a hotel room by a hot-to-trot Mexican lady. Bond’s only interested in her hotel room because he can use the window to get out on the roof, much to her disappointment. From the roof he can see into another building where a shady deal is going down. He snipes a few henchmen but then a bomb goes off in the room and the whole damn building comes crashing down, taking part of Bond’s hotel with it. I sure hope that lady got out in time! The man Bond was actually after, Marco Sciarra (Alessandro Cremona), survived the explosion, and Bond chases him out into the Black Parade. A helicopter is coming to collect Sciarra, but Bond boards it right after him and gets in an aerial fight with Sciarra and the helicopter pilot. Bond yanks a ring off Sciarra’s finger before kicking him out of the ‘copter to his death, then kicks the pilot out for good measure and barely manages to get the helicopter under control before it crashes into the parade-goers. Bond flies toward Mexico City proper and notices a stylized octopus on the ring he took off of Sciarra.

With that high-flying action behind us, we cut to our opening credits as Sam Smith, the first gay to ever win an Oscar, sings “Writing’s on the Wall”. A nude bond is felt up by some fiery ladies as a spooky octopus waves its tentacles around menacingly. Also, there’s some full-on hentai shit going on as some naked ladies get felt up by more octopi.

C’mon, I don’t need to be Samuel L. Jackson to know tentacle porn when I see it. In addition to this flagrant display of fetishes, we also get some call backs from the last few movies. We see smoky visions of Vesper Lynd and Le Chiffre from Casino Royale, Raoul Silva from Skyfall and even the late, great Dench-brand M. I guess Dominic Greene from Quantum of Solace was too busy to come in that day, huh? From here things get very amateur-filmmaker-going-into-their-first-year-of-film-school-with-a-big-chip-on-their-shoulder as Bond and a woman make their way through a motionless crowd of people and embrace while a massive octopus with a skull-with-eyes for a head looms over them and the nonexistent film strip melts. Bond prepares to shoot someone, but an adorable baby octopus envelops his gun and turns his bullet into ink, which zooms through a crowd of sexy naked ladies. We get shots of a board meeting overseen by a cecaelia and some body horror in the form of an iris made of tentacles (which is actually a pretty cool shot) before we head back to wear it all began with a nude Bond being felt up by some fiery ladies.

With that hour-long sequence behind us we jump to MI6 HQ, where Bond is getting reamed by M (née Gareth Mallory) over the destruction he caused in Mexico. Turns out Bond was going a bit rogue, and M has no idea what Bond was doing in Mexico City. Bond refuses to tell M what he was doing south of the border, and M takes Bond off active duty. Bond meets Max Denbigh (Andrew Scott), the head of the new Joint Intelligence Service whom Bond dubs ‘C’. C seems friendly enough, but M informs bond that he’s intent on dismantling the 00 program for good.

Miss Moneypenny catches up to Bond and delivers him a box of stuff MI6 managed to recover from Skyfall. Bond has Moneypenny deliver the box to his spartan apartment, where he shows her a tape from the late M telling him to hunt down and kill Sciarra. She also notes that he should attend Sciarra’s funeral, which is in three days. Moneypenny points out that the current M won’t sign off on that, but Bond’s not worried about that. He needs Moneypenny to do a little digging for him and investigate a name he heard in Mexico: The Pale King.

Moneypenny leaves and Bond sifts through the stuff from Skyfall, finding an odd, partially burnt picture of him as a boy with a mysterious man and an unknown young man. Bond heads to the Q Branch, where Q implants a tracker in his arm on the orders of M. Q then shows off an amazing new car, which it turns out is actually for the mysterious 009, and gives Bond a normal, totally non-gadgety watch instead. Bond convinces a reluctant Q to make his tracker go on the fritz so he can sneak off to Sciarra’s funeral and heads off to run some errands. He drops Moneypenny and a thank you note and a conspicuous cell phone, then breaks into Q Branch, steals 009’s car and a big gun.

He arrives at Sciarra’s funeral in Rome and immediately puts the moves on the dead man’s widow, Lucia (Monica Bellucci). Lucia rebuffs Bond’s advances, but he later saves her from some assassins at her house and she tells him her husband belonged to a shadowy cabal of businessmen before they fuck the pain away (Peaches. “Fuck the Pain Away.” The Teaches of Peaches, Kitty-Yo, 2000. MP3.). Lucia tells Bond where this shadowy cabal is meeting, and he heads that way despite her warnings that he’s definitely going to get killed. He uses Sciarra’s ring to gain access to the meeting, and he witnesses the group planning all sorts of untoward and illegal activities. Bond notices the chair at the head of the table is empty, though that soon ceases to be a problem as the head honcho (Christoph Waltz), shrouded in shadow, arrives and takes his seat.

The group moves onto discuss the death of Sciarra, and one of the businessmen argues that they should scrap the plot Sciarra was working on. That businessman is promptly killed by Mr. Hinx (Dave Bautista), a hulking beast with metal thumbnails that he uses to gouge out the unfortunate dissenter’s eyes. With that display of power over, the man in the shadows calls out Bond by name. He hints at a past connection with Bond, and reveals his face. Bond seems to recognize him, but he’s set upon by various henchmen and barely manages to make it to 009’s car. He sets off through the streets of Rome with Mr. Hinx in hot pursuit. Bond thinks this is a good time to give Moneypenny a call and finds out that the Pale King is in fact Mr. White (remember him?). He asks Moneypenny to look into a man named Franz Oberhauser, who’s supposed to be dead. With that out of the way Bond gets back to the whole chase thing, and finally gives Mr. Hinx the slip by using the ejector seat in 009’s car before he drives it into a canal.

In Tokyo, C is advocating the Nine Eyes program, which would unite the globe under unprecedented surveillance. M secretly votes against Nine Eyes being enacted, then he receives news about Bond’s car crash in Rome. He orders Q to track Bond down, and Q reports that Bond is in Altaussee, Austria. Bond’s tracked down Mr. White with Moneypenny’s help, and it’s finally time to give that wily rascal his comeuppance. Or, well, it would be if a gnarly case of thallium poisoning hadn’t done most of the work for Bond. White explains that Oberhauser has ordered his assassination because White had a problem with him taking their work, which was always pretty bad, in a much darker direction with a lot of innocent bystanders getting hurt. Bond demands to know where he can find Oberhauser, but White says Oberhauser is everywhere. Bond deduces that White is trying to protect his daughter; White tells Bond to find her, and if he keeps her safe she’ll take him to someone called L’Américain so he can find Oberhauser. White then eats a bullet from Bond’s gun, and Bond leaves.

Back in London, C reveals to M that he’s bugged Moneypenny’s phone so he knows Bond was headed to Austria. Right about that time, Mr. Hinx arrives at the dead White’s house. Bond arrives at the office of White’s daughter, a psychiatrist named Dr. Madeleine Swann (Léa Seydoux) Bond informs Dr. Swann about her father’s death, but she refuses to take him to L’Américain. Bond goes to a bar where he’s met by Q, who informs him that all hell is breaking loose in London. He tells him Franz Oberhauser is dead, and that he and Moneypenny are both going to get screwed if Bond doesn’t get his shit together and come home. Bond gives that idea a pass, and instead gives Q Sciarra’s ring to investigate. Bond is about to be escorted away by security when he sees Dr. Swann being kidnapped by Mr. Hinx and some nondescript goons.

Bond just can’t keep his feet on the ground in this movie, so he steals a little plane and pursues Mr. Hinx et al. Q, meanwhile, is having problems of his own. He’s been hacking away at the mainframe inside Sciarra’s ring, unaware that he was totally about to be assassinated by a pair of henchmen. He’s only saved by the arrival of a bunch of ski bunnies in the cable car he and the assassins are on. Bond uses his plane to crash one of the cars in Mr. Hinx’s entourage, and the sound of the explosion is enough of a distraction for Q to slip away from his would-be assassins and hide in a closet. After a rather rough landing involving a crash through a barn, Bond rescues Dr. Swann. She’s not thrilled about the idea of working with him, but he convinces her to tag along as he goes to meet up with Q.

Q’s managed to hack into the ring, which reveals that several important figures from past movies, including Le Chiffre, Patrice, Mr. White, Sciarra, Raoul Silva and Dominic Greene (who gets shown on Q’s screen but apparently doesn’t warrant being mentioned by name, which is really making him feel like the middle child of this criminal underworld), are all linked together by Franz Oberhauser. Q doesn’t know what this collection of hoodlums is called, but Dr. Swann does: SPECTRE. Oh shiiiiiii

Dr. Swann finally spills the tea on L’Américain. Turns out it’s not a person, but a hotel. Specifically a hotel in Tangier, Morocco, which is where Bond and Dr. Swann head while Q goes back to London. Dr. Swann checks into a room that her father would always check into, and Bond begins to dismantle it in search of some kind of clue or message while Dr. Swann gets shitfaced on wine like a soccer mom with a kid-free afternoon. After Dr. Swann passes out Bond gets a hot tip from a mouse he has an intimate moment with and discovers a secret room connected to the hotel room. The room is littered with pictures of Dr. Swann as a baby, as well as a VHS that apparently recorded Vesper Lynd getting interrogated, but more importantly it holds a set of coordinates which lead to Oberhauser’s base in the Sahara.

Back in London, C has gone behind M’s back and gotten Nine Eyes approved. He’s also gotten the 00 program shut down, which M is understandably not thrilled about. Meanwhile, Bond and Dr. Swann board a train headed for Oberhauser’s hideout. Bond tries to mansplain guns to Dr. Swann, but she’s a badass in her own right and doesn’t need any lessons from him. They begin to Bond, but this is interrupted by the arrival of Mr. Hinx. Mr. Hinx beats Bond’s ass up and down the train, but Bond and Dr. Swann working together are able to get him yeeted out of the train by a rope around his neck. They then have sex, because of course, before arriving at a deserted waystation on the Sahara. They have to wait a while, but eventually a car comes to collect them and takes them to a secret hideout located inside a crater.

In a very Dr. No-esque scene, Bond and Dr. Swann are greeted politely by Oberhauser’s staff and sent to bespoke swanky rooms (after Bond turns over his gun). In Dr. Swann’s room she finds a picture of herself and her dad, and in Bond’s picture he finds an unburnt copy of that picture that was recovered from Skyfall. Turns out the mysterious other young man who was standing with baby Bond and that unknown man was none other than a young Oberhauser. Dr. Swann and Bond are taken to meet with Oberhauser, who shows off the meteorite that made the crater he’s built his base in. He gives a heavy-handed monologue comparing himself to the meteorite before he gives them a tour of his facility. The tour culminates in a room full of people monitoring news stations and hidden security camera feeds, including one hidden in MI6. Bond deduces that C works for Oberhauser, and Oberhauser’s been striving to dismantle the 00 program.

Oberhauser describes himself as the author of all Bond’s pain and takes credit for the deaths of Vesper Lynd and the previous M. He confirms that Le Chiffre, Greene and Silva all worked for him, and then he plays a recording of Mr. White’s suicide to torment Dr. Swann. Bond is knocked out, and he wakes up he’s strapped to a chair as Oberhauser prepares to fiddle around with his brain. Also, just to give the game away, we get a shot of a certain signature white cat. Dr. Swann is forced to watch while Oberhauser drills into Bond’s brain, and when she demands to know why Oberhauser is doing this he launches into some backstory. Turns out the guy from the photograph is Oberhauser’s father; after Bond was orphaned at a young age Oberhauser’s dad took him in and asked Oberhauser to think of him as a little brother. Bond and Oberhauser’s dad formed a strong connection, so Oberhauser killed his own father out of jealously and faked his own death. As you do. He tells Bond that Franz Oberhauser really did die in an avalanche alongside his father, and the man now torturing Bond is Ernst Stavro Blofeld. Hey, it’s been a while (sort of)!

Blofeld begins to drill into Bond’s brain again, this time with the intention of destroying the part of his brain that lets him recognize faces. Why not! Bond is able to pass the watch Q gave to him forever ago to Dr. Swann, and it turns out there’s a bomb in that little sucker. Blofeld is caught up in the explosion but Dr. Swann is able to free Bond from his restraints and the two beat feet out of there. Bond sets off another explosion which destroys Blofeld’s entire facility, and then, because Bond’s feet have been on the ground way too long, he and Dr. Swann fly off in a helicopter.

Bond and Dr. Swann arrive in London, where they meet with M in secret. Bond lets M know that C is dirty, and they plan to take care of him. Dr. Swann can’t handle being part of all this cloak and dagger stuff anymore, so she peaces out while Bond, M, Moneypenny and Q head off to TCOB. This super squad lasts about a minute before the car carrying M and Bond gets t-boned. M manages to slip away, but Bond is taken prisoner. Q and Moneypenny pick up M while Bond manages to take out two goons with his head in a sack and his hands tied together. M and Q try to keep C’s Nine Eyes system from going online confront the traitor in his office while Bond navigates the ruins of the former MI6 HQ in search of Blofeld.

Bond finds Blofeld safely encapsulated behind some bulletproof glass. The explosion from earlier has given him his trademark scar and milky eye, and he informs Bond that he’s once again captured Dr. Swann. He’s wired the building with explosives, and Bond only has three minutes before they go TF off. Bond can either waste time trying to find Dr. Swann or he can save himself and escape. Blofeld triggers the countdown and heads out, leaving Bond to search for Dr. Swann. Q manages to keep Nine Eyes from going off, but M and C scuffle and C falls to his death. Bond catches sight of Blofeld getting away in a helicopter (the helicopter budget for this movie must have been off the chain), but he manages to rescue Dr. Swann and the two make it outside as the building explodes behind them.

Bond, riding in a speedboat, manages to shoot Blofeld’s helicopter out of the sky with a handgun. Let that sink in for a minute. The helicopter crashes, but Blofeld survives and escapes the wreckage. Unfortunately he scuttles right into Bond’s path, and Bond prepares to execute him. Blofeld urges him to finish it, but Bond declines and turns Blofeld over to M while he goes to meet Dr. Swann instead. Blofeld watches Bond and Dr. Swann walk away together as M informs him he’s being arrested.

Some time later, Bond arrives in Q Branch and gets the newly rebuilt old-timey car so he and Dr. Swann can drive off in style.

The End

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Man, I know I’ve complained about how long these movies can get before, but I really wasn’t prepared for this puppy. To start off with some things I liked, I thought Mr. Hinx was a neat henchman and it feels like it’s been a long time since we had a good goon with a physical quirk like his metal thumbnails. It was fun to see some gadgets at play, and in a lot of ways this movie felt like a nod to classic, cheesier Bond films as opposed to the grittier, more realistic movies that have preceded it. I liked Dr. Swann a lot, and I appreciated that M, Q and Moneypenny all got stuff to do instead of just meeting with Bond before he jets off on his adventure and they’re left in the office. Now, I’ve got to comment on Blofeld… First of all, it’s neat to have him, and SPECTRE, back in the game after such a long absence. But why they heck did they need to make it so he and Bond grew up together? And Blofeld has built this entire criminal empire just because he had daddy issues and he was jealous of Bond? There has to be more to him than that! Also, I hated that Silva got turned into a henchman for SPECTRE. It was pretty blatantly stated that both Le Chiffre and Greene were part of a larger organization so I don’t mind them getting retconned into Blofeld’s agents, but Silva’s vendetta against the late M felt so personal and it doesn’t make sense to me that he was working for someone else. A lot of this movie was fun and I enjoyed most of it, but if I think about the motivations behind it all for even a little bit then the whole thing comes apart. This isn’t the worst Bond movie by any means (lookin’ at you, Thunderball), but it feels like it did a disservice to its immediate predecessors and didn’t come anywhere near the heights of Casino Royale or Skyfall.

I give SPECTRE QQQ on the Five Q Scale.

I can’t believe it, but there aren’t going to be any new recaps after that! We did it, Eli! Well, almost. Eli’s going to do a final post recapping his thoughts on his time spent with the Girls in The Golden Girls and The Golden Palace, and after that I’ll put up a post summing up my final thoughts on the James Bond franchise.

Until then, as always, thank you for reading, thank you for joining us on this wild ride and thank you for being One of Us!

#One of us #james bond #007

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lurkinmerkin · 6 years ago

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So I’m doing some math (I’m terrible at it) but nonetheless, I did some thinking and then some subtraction and realized that it was in about 1998 that my family got a computer with Microsoft Windows installed along with a dial-up internet connection. And so this is technically my 20th anniversary of reading fanfic and being a part of internet fandom. I figured I should celebrate it a bit.

I don’t remember the exact date or time or whatever, I can barely add or subtract, so June seems like a good in the middle of the year kind of time to recollect and think about what I’ve been doing with my life. Think about why I read so much, why I reblog things, why I am the way I am.

This ask meme was written by @mabel-but-slytherin and I decided, I’ll just answer the whole damn thing. I’m sure absolutely no one is interested in this info but I don’t give a fuck. 20 goddamn years of my life in fandom, do you seriously think I give a fuck anymore? I don’t care about you or your eyes. I officially left the give a fuck building a long ass time ago.

If you have seen a fandom ask meme about being a lurker (which I was for a good ten years) or about reading fanfic instead of just writing fanfic, send it my way and I’ll answer it too. I have stories.

1. What was your first fic and could you stand to reread it today?

It was Thursday Night Routine and it’s readable but I find it a bit repetitive and out of character. Although, with Glee, how was I supposed to know who these people would become, lol. ;A;

2. What’s your most recent fic and how far do you think you’ve come?

My most recent was Vesper Lynde for the Spy fandom and I think I’ve grown as a writer but my characterization is still clumsy and my comedy isn’t as sharp. I think I was funnier before. I also have issues getting to the sex scene that I never had before. It drives me batty.

3. In your opinion, what’s your best fic?

The thoroughly depressing and out of nowhere for me fic, Ozma. That night was a eureka moment, it was bliss writing that fic. It flowed. I probably got the closest to american gothic and poetry with that fic--which is my usual goal when I do creative writing off the internet.

4. In your opinion and without looking at any numbers, what’s your most popular fic?

So much of what I wrote was done anonymously before AO3 and Tumblr so it’s hard for me to say but I’m gonna guess Everybody’s Pickin’ Up on that Feline Beat because the cat!boi thing really slapped. Like people loooooved the cat!boi thing in 2010.

5. Is there any fic that makes you super happy to reread and remember you wrote that?

Third is the One With the Treasure Chest. It has some issues but I still can’t believe I wrote it, like that was my third fanfic ever and it was a muppet babies’ orgy. I have no idea how I did it, :D

6. Is there any fic that makes you super embarrassed to reread and remember you wrote that?

Not really? I’m not embarrassed by what I write (I can’t be, I write weird shit), but I don’t necessarily want people to come up to me in real life and start describing my fic to me. Like I don’t want my realities to intersect. That’s what I’m really sure would embarrass me.

7. What’s the fic you most want to continue (unfinished or no)?

I’m not gonna finish it, like it’s not happening, but I kind of wish I had finished Look What You Made Me Do. I still noodle a about Sarah Plain and Tall Klaine story. I did a lot of research into Gilded era hair and fashions.

8. What’s the oldest (longest since last update) fic you most want to continue (unfinished or no)?

Probably the epically awful and creepy Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make me a Match where Sandy and Karofsky kidnap and assault Kurt. I was fascinated by how absolutely horrific Sandy Ryerson was as a character. He’s the worst. I’m not doing a sequel though. I’m not.

9. Have you ever written for a fandom without watching/reading/playing the source material?

Read? Yes. Written? No. I don’t think I’m the best at characterization but I do feel a need for a basic grasp on it before I start writing anything.

10. Have you ever written for a fandom without reading other fanfic for it?

I wrote Vesper Lynde before I read any of the fic which was probably a good thing because there are some really good fics out there that already cover the subject I did (and did it better). But I’m glad I wrote it anyway because I have so many feelings about Rayna and Susan.

11. Have you ever written a fic for a concept you know someone else has done before? How did it impact your writing process or feelings after posting?

I honestly don’t know so I’m going to say no. I have seen these stories after I wrote what I wrote and have thought, Oh I should have done that or why didn’t I think of that?, but I have never seen a fic beforehand and thought that I could do it better or different enough. I wrote fic in order to fill a gap of weird skullfuckery that was missing before I showed up.

12. Have you ever written a fic and decided never to publish it? Why?

Yes. It was bad, I wrote myself into a corner and had no interest in fixing it. The writing felt dull and flat. If I post an unfinished work, I do it because I think the writing has merit.

13. What’s the biggest change between your style when you started in fandom and today?

I write more original work now, I write poetry mostly nowadays. And fanfic I do write has been smaller vignette pieces, has had way less sex in it and minimal wacky shenanigans. I kind of want to go back to wacky shenanigans honestly.

14. What’s the biggest change in your taste between when you started in fandom and today?

I’m riding a girl swing this year so I’m way more interested in stories that involve cunnilingus and strap-ons, boob devotionals and short fingernails. I sort of got into that in the middle of my Glee career (the Golden Age) before swinging back to boys and their balls (the Modern Age). In this new Age, I’m back to ladies.

15. Have you ever purposefully written one fandom/fic idea over another because you knew it’d be more popular?

I think I tried to do that once but then I failed because my niche is being an off-beat weird motherfucker, not popular. I thought that I’m Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman would go awf but instead it fizzled. So I stuck with dickpunching.

16. Have you ever stopped writing a fic/for a fandom because it wasn’t receiving enough attention?

No. I didn’t really get a lot of attention outside my circle anyway.

17. In your opinion, what’s your most overrated fic?

I guess the Cat!Kurt fic? I think it’s a good story, I just think that I wrote some that were better.

18. What’s your most underrated fic?

And if the world runs out of lovers, my Blaine/Finn fic. I had a lot of fun with that one and I think I got some really funny lines in.

19. If you had to pick one fic/scene/chapter of your work to describe your entire portfolio to a stranger, which would you pick?

I would say, They’re Both Just Full of Feelings, OK? which is a story were Puck and Mercedes get very drunk, complain about their homosexual tendencies and then motorboat each others tiddies. I feel like that about covers the gist of my aesthetic.

20. Have/Would you ever rewrite a fic? If yes, would you take the original down?

I am doing a slow ass sloow rewrite of As Needed, just some clean up of tense issues and little nudges here and there of some of the wording. And I will take down the original when I do that. It needs better grammar, it does.

21. If someone starts kudosing and commenting your fics in a spree and has a few works of their own, would you go look through theirs?

Yes. I love spying and I love other people’s bookmarks. I keep mine private because I’m a hypocrite and I don’t know how to make them public en masse. I am not doing that individually.

22. Has there ever been anyone who’s made you freak out because they read your work and followed/favorited/reviewed?

No, but I freak out at every follow/favorite/review regardless. There are people who I love love love but they aren’t in the fandoms I write in so I never expect to have an insane fangirl moment like that.

23. What’s the nicest review you’ve ever gotten?

When I wrote Ozma, someone on the kinkmeme said that it read like a contemporary short story and I was flattered!

24. What’s the meanest review you’ve ever gotten? Do you think the reviewer intended it?

25. What constructive criticism, however well-meaning, always makes you feel bad when you see it in a review?

Gosh, that’s tough. I’m gonna go with criticisms that question your intent? Like when someone goes, “Did you mean to say this or that?” but not because it makes me feel bad but more because it makes me feel like I didn’t get my point across clearly enough that the reader could make their own conclusions about what was happening. I am very much of the author is dead style and part of that is leaving enough there to satisfy the reader without giving it all away.

26. What aspect of your writing do you most enjoy to see praised?

My humor. I like it when people find me funny. I don’t feel like my humor makes sense a lot of the time. Also, when people say that they re-read my stories. That’s always a heart warmer.

27. If you could only ever write crossovers or single-fandom fics ever again, which would you pick?

I prefer single-fandom fics as a writer. Crossovers get messy for me, too many locations to choose from.

28. if you could only ever write for a single crossover or a single fandom again, which would you pick?

Schitt’s Creek. David/Patrick 4eva!

29. Does the division of your writing across fandoms line up with your reading? What’s the biggest discrepancy?

Absolutely not, LMAO! I have done way more reading than writing in any fandom. My participation is a pebble on a mountainside.

30. Do you continue to write for a fandom after you’ve moved on or do you focus solely on the new one?

I wrote Glee fic (and I am still working on As Needed) after I had moved on from the show but a lot of us did. My attention span allows me to multifandom.

31. Who’s the one character you’ve just never managed to get perfectly right?

Susan Cooper. She’s an enigma.

32. Who’s the one character who shines without you even trying?

Puck, I feel like I wrote a very solid Puck.

33. Is there any particular character whose scenes always wind up being longer/more frequent than you expected? Does the quality hold up?

I would guess Brittany but I don’t think the quality holds up. I liked writing Brittany but I don’t think I captured her essence.

34. Was there any fic that you wrote that really surprised you in the fandom reaction? Was it just by the numbers or did they take it an entirely different way?

I get a lot of requests for a sequel to Sex Bomb even to this day and it surprises me.

35. Have you ever written a ship into a fic without meaning to?

No, I was ready to write anyone with anyone in any fic. I love it.

36. Have you ever sincerely written a ship you do not support into a fic?

Don’t support? Well, I don’t support Kurt/Karofsky but I write non-con fic so...

37. Have you ever purposefully bashed a character/ship in a fic?

I would only in an in-character sense, like the character would be against that pairing because of the show dramatics. At least, that was always my intent.

38. Have you ever purposefully written something you know your readers would find uncomfortable/would not enjoy? If yes, why?

Because that’s how the glee_anon meme worked sometimes LOL. Sometimes, you gotta have the anal worm lay the eggs.

39. Do you consider yourself to have a readership?

Not anymore lol, if I ever did. I don’t write enough.

40. Do you feel like you put out enough content?

I peaked with the Muppet Babies’ orgy, that was my third fic. Everything else was gravy.

41. If you cross-post your fics on multiple sites, do you have a favorite? Are there certain fics you would only post on certain site?

I want all my fics on AO3 largely because I think livejournal is gonna die soon and tumblr is unsearchable and lacks a forum function.

42. How many views has your most popular fic gotten?

(Based on AO3): Ozma at 28672 Hits

43. Your least popular?

(Based on AO3): There’s a Lobster Involved at 38 Hits

44. Do you follow/favorite/kudos/comment/review more stories than you have received?

Oh gosh, I never thought of it that way but I hope I at least kudos more than I’ve received! I don’t have that many bookmarks and I don’t review and I rarely comment (I’m more like to DM you) but I do leave kudos a lot.

45. If you had to call yourself an author of a single genre (besides fanfic) what label would you give yourself?

With my original works: poetry. With my fanfic works: absurdism

46. Do you consider yourself a diverse author?

Yeah, I think I covered a wide range of topics and styles along with a lot of different characters. I had humor, drama, horror, angst, slice of life, porn, I covered a lot of ground.

47. If someone you know in real life who isn’t involved in fandoms asked to read your work, would you let them? If yes, what would you recommend they read first?

NO.

48. Does anyone you know from outside of fandom know you write fanfic? Are they involved in the same fandom too?

Yes, they know and they were also Glee fans but not necessarily fanfic readers. Just how much they know will remain a mystery between us because they won’t tell me and I won’t ask them to tell me. I don’t need that knowledge and I don’t want it.

49. Has anyone in your life ever read your fanfic just because you wrote it?

NOT THAT I KNOW OF AND I DON’T WANT THEM TO TELL ME IF THEY DID. KEEP IT TO YOURSELF.

50. Has writing fanfic had a significant impact on your life? Would you say it’s entirely positive?

I have an absolutely incredible circle of friends that I would not have had without fandom. So many people that I know out of fandom don’t spend as much time on the internet, they aren’t as easy to reach as my internet friends. You guys give me your time and your energy and that means so much to me. It really does.

I wouldn’t say my time in fandom has been 100% positive. There are always downfalls to being in a large group. I have had my moments of internet drama, on anon trolling, and bad feelings. But my friends make it all worth it. You guys are the best.

#fandom #fuck glee #merkintosh #lurkinmerkin #ask meme #anniversary

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post-itpenny · 7 years ago

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You will, I trust, excuse me if I do not join you. But, I have already dined, and I never drink... wine.

This is... ridiculously long but please, have some family conflict with a side of mother/son love.Cosmos found himself sitting down to dinner next to Vespers with Atlas on his other side. Also at the table was Lyra and Vega. It was by far the most uncomfortable dinner Cosmos had ever been to and it didn’t help that-“You will, I trust, excuse me if I do not join you. But, I have already dined, and I…” She paused, looking around before quickly grabbing her wine glass, “and I never drink… wine. So…. Atlas temps de quitter la pièce!” She hissed as she all but ran from the room with her son at her heels.Cosmos sighed to himself, it didn’t help that Vega and Atlas ditched them. “Vespers,” Cosmos mumbled, “your aunt knows I can speak French right?”Vespers thought for a moment then shook his head, “I think she just forgot that everyone in the room could speak French. Nice Aunt Vega, way to be subtle.”There was a tiny snort of laughter and the two looked up to see Lyra with a hand over her mouth and a look of amusement in her eyes. She cleared her throat and returned to her dinner, Vespers resuming pushing food around his plate in a nervous manor while Cosmos watched them both.After two minutes of awkward silence he couldn’t take it anymore. “So… dinner is excellent, did Vega cook?” He asked with a smile.It was Lyra that answered him, speaking for the first time that evening, “she did…. Vega has always been a natural when it comes to food.”“Oh that's like my little brother Pepper, especially with deserts.”“You have siblings?” Lyra asked, perking up to look at him with her deep eyes, “please, tell me about them. Are you oldest?”Cosmos nodded. “Yes ma’am though my sister Jelly is currently head of the family company, we make toys and she just took over from our grandmother so I’m more of the general manager of our home shop while she looks over factories and other branches. Pepper also helps in running things.”“Toys? That's rather sweet, tell me what about your parents? What do they do?”“They help with running things as well, Grandma Carol just trusted Jelly to be the right person to run things. Its an adjustment for all of us but so far so good.”Lyra nodded, “Understandable, it won’t be long before Juno takes over her father’s roll. She’s still learning the business side of things but leadership she’s a natural at. Won’t you agree Vespers?”At this the moth gave a nod but would not look up at his mother, Lyra herself pursed her lips and looked back down at her plate. Well back to square one. Time to try another tactic. “Hey Vespers how have things been with the clothing line you just put out?” Cosmos asked. At this Vespers finally looked up from the table, “the stuff I worked on with Billy? Oh it's been awesome I’ve had over fifty orders in the past month thanks to the magazine the clothes appeared in. Almost can’t keep up with the orders. I’m making some decisions on if I should move to a more exclusive client list or looking to a production line.”Lyra watched the two quietly, her face unreadable even when Cosmos turned to her, “the work is nice yes? He made an awesome jacket for me the other day too.”Lyra gave a small smile, “I’m glad to hear it and… I’m glad your business is going well Vespers. I’ve been worried but it looks like you’re getting on your feet just fine.”For the first time Vespers smiled at his mother, it was small but Cosmos could tell it clearly meant a lot judging by the warmth that came into Lyra’s eyes. “So I’m not going to lie I was rather disappointed you didn’t wish to have a wedding on the grounds back home but I can see the appeal of a small, quiet ceremony. I would very much like to see the pictures if you have them here?”At this both boys blushed and looked to each other in panic, uh oh.“I well… we kinda have a DVD but its not here. Um, the thing is mom I… we…”“We got married in Vegas,” Cosmos blurted out. Vespers kicked him under the table as the smile fell from Lyra’s face, “oh… I see then.” Was all she said. Cosmos couldn’t take it anymore, time to switch tactics again and pull a Vega, “Hey Vespers rencontre moi dans la cuisine.” The two quickly left for the kitchen where they found Vega and Atlas eating a pizza they had ordered, one look at Cosmos and Vega got the message, dragging Atlas out with the pizza box in tow.Cosmos turned to Vespers and put his hands on his shoulders. “Dude I know this is hard but at least I’m trying. I need you too as well.”“I can’t, you saw what happened!” Vespers groaned as he slapped his hands over his face. “Yeah you know what I saw? I saw a woman that was trying to talk to you and didn’t know how. Look the Vegas thing is what it is but she’s your mother. She’s supposed to be the most wonderful person in the world to you.”“Look I appreciate you and your mom’s relationship but I can’t-”“Yes you can. Just try.”“Why so she can drag me back home with her!?”“I never said that's what I was here for.” Lyra interrupted.The boys turned to see Lyra standing in the kitchen doorway, arms wrapped around herself. Cosmos decided she had to have the most expressive eyes of anyone ever. Though her face was neutral her eyes said she was upset. Vespers shook his head, “but Juno said-”“Juno? I didn’t know you were talking to your sister again, but why would she say I’m bringing you home?”“Mom! She’s in town! She harassed Maggie and some of our friends this afternoon an-”“Oh… so Maggie is in town then.” Lyra said with eyes full of disgust. “Why you would still-”“No stop, stop! I can’t deal with this anymore! I’m so damn tired of it!” Vespers shouted, one hand leaning on the counter for support and the other over his face. Lyra stepped back in surprise, her whole face showing the emotion for once. “It doesn't matter if you do or don’t like my friends I don’t care. I don’t care if you don’t like my work or how I got married, I don’t care what you don’t like about me and I sure as hell don’t care what Juno thinks but I got a call from a friend this afternoon saying she showed up and drove Maggie to tears for no reason and then tried to bully a friend of ours and his niece. That's what I care about. Why would I go home if that's what I have to deal with?”Lyra watched him rant in silence, her face neutral again but there was something in her eyes, a fire.“I never said I don’t care Vespers, I have never said that once in your life…… But I am sorry if I made you feel that…. I had no idea your sister was here. She’s supposed to be managing things at home while your father was away visiting your grandparents for the week.”Vespers looked up at Lyra, surprised. Lyra took a step to him and continued. “I didn’t come here to bring you home. You’re grown up and I can’t make you leave everything you have here. I came because I found out you were married, because my biggest regret has always been that my baby left home so unhappy and I realized that you had grown up without me there to see it. I’ve missed you so much Vespers.”Vespers was silent for a moment, before walking towards his mother and pulling her into a hug. “I've missed you too, “he cried.Cosmos had to look away for a moment to keep himself from tearing up. Looking at the window to see Vega standing outside with a grin that stretched from ear to ear. Lyra saw too as she grimaced and walked over to the window, slapping the glass in front of her sister’s face. “Go away Vega you’re such a creeper!” She shouted over her sisters hysterical laughter. “Ugh… ruining the moment… wonderful.” Cosmos couldn’t keep it together any longer as he broke down laughing, soon the others joining him.They spent the rest of the evening with Vespers catching his mother up on everything, she still wasn’t happy with the Vegas incident, or Maggie. To be honest there was still a long way to go with Vespers and his mother, but it was a start.

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All The New Albums Emerging In March 2019

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Keeping track of all the new albums coming out in a given month is a big job, but we’re up for it: Below is a comprehensive list of the major releases you can look forward to in March. If you’re not trying to potentially miss out on anything, it might be a good idea to keep reading.

Friday, March 1

2 Chainz — Rap Or Go To The League (Def Jam) Absolutely Not — Problematic (No Trend Records) Andreya Triana — Life In Colour (Hi-Tea Records) Andrew Leahey — Airwaves (Skyline Music) Angel-Ho — Death Becomes Her (Hyperdub) Ari & Mia — Sew The City (self-released) Austin Meade — Waves (7013 Records) Bobby Long — Sultans (Compass Records) Browbeat — Remove The Control (Indelirium Records) Bryan Adams — Shine A Light (Polydor Records) Bus — Never Decide (Bus — Never Decide) The Cactus Blossoms — Easy Way (Walkie Talkie Records) CFCF — Liquid Colours (self-released) Charles X — EID2 (Ambiguous Music Group) Chrome Waves — A Grief Observed (Disorder Records) Citizen Cope — Heroin And Helicopters (RainWater Recordings) Criminal Hygiene — Run It Again (Dangerbird Records) Cube — Decoy Street (Superior Viaduct) Darkwater — Human (Ulterium Records) Dear Boy — The Strawberry EP (Easy Hell) Della Mae — The Butcher Shoppe EP (Rounder Records) Delicate Steve — ‘Till I Burn Up (ANTI‐) Desert Ships — Eastern Flow (Desert Ships) DJ Plead — Pleats Plead EP (Nervous Horizon) Durand Jones & The Indications — American Love Call (Dead Oceans) Fate McAfee — Diesel Palomino (Slough Water Records) Fews — Into Red (PIAS Group) Frankie And The Witch Fingers — ZAM (Greenway Records) Gang Of Four — Happy Now (PledgeMusic) Gold Connections — Like A Shadow EP (EggHunt Records) Hand Habits — Placeholder (Saddle Creek) Hawksley Workman — Median Age Wasteland (Isadora Records) Heretical Sect — Heretical Sect EP (Caligari Records) Hozier — Wasteland, Baby! (Island) The Japanese House — Good At Falling (Dirty Hit) JD Simo — Off At 11 (Crows Feet Records) Jon And Roy — Here (Blue Heron Music) Jonathan — To Hold (LAA) Jonny Kosmo — Jonny Kosmo (Slimehouse) Kerchief — Fluke (Mint 400 Records) Ian Brown (of The Stone Roses) — Ripples (Black Koi) In Flames — I, The Mask (Nuclear Blast) Laurice — Bad Boy (Mighty Mouth Music) Lemaitre — Fast Lovers EP (Astralwerks) Little Simz — GREY Area (AGE 101) Living Hour — Softer Faces (Kanine Records) Lonesome Shack — Desert Dreams (Alive Naturalsound Records) Lost Leaders — Promises Promises (PledgeMusic) Mansionair — Shadowboxer (Glassnote Records) Mary Bragg — Violets As Camouflage (Tone Tree Music) Masked Intruder — III (Pure Noise Records) Maxïmo Park — As Long As We Keep Moving (Cooking Vinyl Limited) Mike Edel — Thresholds (PENNANT) Mike Tramp — Stray From The Flock (Mighty Music) Mint Field — Mientras Esperas EP (Innovative Leisure) Motherhood — Dear Bongo (Forward Music Group) Nude Shoes — Suburban Ceremonies EP (Know Hope Records LLC) Octo Octa — For Lovers EP (Technicolour) Pink Mexico — Dump (Little Dickman Records) Pinty — City Limits EP (Rhythm Section International) Pond — Tasmania (Marathon Artists) Pool Kids — Music To Practice Safe Sex To (Skeletal Lightning) Potty Mouth — Snafu (Get Better Records) Primer — Novelty (YHS Records) Quaker City Night Hawks — QCNH (Lightning Rod Rec.) Queensrÿche — The Verdict (Century Media) Reese Wynans — Sweet Release (J&R Adventures) Rock Goddess — This Time (PledgeMusic) Royal Trux — White Stuff (Fat Possum Records) Scott Gilmore — Two Roomed Motel (Crammed Discs) Shy Girls — Bird On The Wing (Keep Cool Projects/RCA Records) Sigrid — Sucker Punch (Island) Sisters Of Suffocation — Humans Are Broken (Napalm Records) Skinny Lister — The Story Is… (Xtra Mile Recordings) Statement — Force Of Life (Target/Mighty Music) Steve Poltz — Shine On (Red House Records) Stillhound — Strangers Will Not Thank You (self-released) Swan’s Chamber — Swan’s Chamber EP (Leaving Records) Swazi Gold — Jehovah’s Whispers (Research Records) Tanya Tagaq — Toothsayer EP (Six Shooter Records) Teen — Good Fruit (Carpark Records) Tics — Agnostic Funk (Tomatenplatten) Tim Bowness — Flowers At The Scene (InsideOut Records) Tom Walker — What A Time To Be Alive (Relentless Records) Ulysses Owens Jr. — Songs Of Freedom (Resilience Music) Upsahl — Hindsight 20/20 EP (WHIPPIN) Vesper Wood — Instar (Otta Viktoria Records) Wearemarvin — Wearemarvin EP (La Pochette Surprise Records) Weezer — The Black Album (Atlantic While She Sleeps — So What? (Spinefarm Records UK) Yves Jarvis (formerly Un Blonde) — The Same But By Different Means (ANTI‐)

Friday, March 8

Adam French — The Back Foot And The Rapture (Virgin EMI Records) Alice Phoebe Lou — Paper Castles (self-released) Amanda Palmer — There Will Be No Intermission (Cooking Vinyl Limited) Astralingua — Safe Passage (Midnight Lamp Records) Babybird — Happy Stupid Nothing (Psycho Mafia Recordings) Bencoolen — Daydream (self-released) Black Lung — Ancients (Ripple Music) Buckcherry — Warpaint (RED MUSIC) Caleb Elliott — Forever To Fade (Single Lock Records) The Coathangers — The Devil You Know (Suicide Squeeze Records) Crypt Trip — Haze County (Heavy Psych Sounds) Dave — Psychodrama (Neighbourhood Recordings) David Gray — Gold In a Brass Age (IHT Records) Dead Swords (feat. Alex Rosamilia of The Gaslight Anthem) — Enders (Human Blood Records) Dido — Still On My Mind (BMG Rights Management (UK) Ltd) Drinking Boys And Girls Choir — Keep Drinking (Damnably) Dwilly — Crayola EP (CloudKid) E.B. The Younger (Eric Pulido of Midlake) — To Each His Own (Bella Union) Elijah Woods x Jamie Fine — 8:47 EP (Big Machine) Flight Of The Conchords — Live In London (Sub Pop) Foals — Everything Not Saved Will Be Lost Part 1 (Warner Bros. Records) Gesaffelstein — Hyperion (Columbia Records) Helado Negro — This Is How You Smile (RVNG Intl.) High Tides — Paradise Daze (Rad Cult) Hobby Club — Video Days EP (Heist Or Hit) I Was A King — Slow Century (Coastal Town) Indoor Pets — Be Content (Wichita Recordings) Jim Jones And The Righteous Minds — Collectiv (MaSonic) Jnr. Williams — Where We Start EP (Arista / Insanity Records) Juice Wrld — Goodbye & Good Riddance (Interscope) Justus Proffit — L.A.’s Got Me Down (Bar None Records) Karl Denson’s Tiny Universe — Gnomes & Badgers (Seven Spheres Records) Kyle Dion — SUGA (self-released) KOKOROKO — KOKOROKO EP (Brownswood) Leggy — Let Me Know Your Moon (Sheer Luck Records) Leo “Bud” Welch — The Angels In Heaven Have Done Signed My Name (Easy Eye Sound) Liily — I Can Fool Anybody In This Town EP (Flush Records) Love Trap — Rosie (Wild Honey Records) Manics — Binary EP (Dim Mak) Maren Morris — Girl (Columbia Nashville) Matt Shapiro — Fade In EP (self-released) MDD — Reverse The Contrast (HANDS) Meat Puppets — Dusty Notes (Megaforce Records) Meadows End — The Grand Antiquation (Black Lion Records) Minke — The Tearoom EP (Chess Club/RCA Records) Misery Index — Rituals Of Power (Season of Mist) Munya — Blue Pine EP (Luminelle Recordings) Nick Waterhouse — Nick Waterhouse (Innovative Leisure Records) Patty Griffin — Patty Griffin (Thirty Tigers) Rosie Tucker — Never Not Never Not Never Not (New Professor) The Royal — Deathwatch (Long Branch Records) Sasami — Sasami (Domino Recording Company) Savage After Midnight — 11:59 EP (RED MUSIC) Shady Bug — Lemon Lime (Exploding In Sound Records) Stella Donnelly — Beware Of The Dogs (Secretly Canadian) Ten Fé — Future Perfect, Present Tense (Some Kinda Love) Tredici Bacci — La Fine Del Futuro (NNA Tapes) The Wild Reeds — Cheers (Dualtone Records) Vasco — Tender Luv EP (Big Beat Records) William Basinki — On Time Out Of Time (Temporary Residence Limited) Xeno & Oaklander — Hypnos (Dais Records) Youth Fountain — Letters To Our Former Selves (Pure Noise Records)

Friday, March 15

Amongst The Pigeons — Begging Your Pardon (Marowak Records) Angel Dust — Pretty Buff (Roadrunner Records) Arre! Arre! — Tell Me About Them (PNKSLM Recordings) Beach Slang — MPLS EP (Bridge Nine Records) Benjamin Francis Leftwich — Gratitude (Dirty Hit) BESTA — Eterno Rancor (Lifeforce Records) Black Therapy — Echoes Of Dying Memories (Black Lion Records) Bouncing Souls — Crucial Moments EP (Rise Records) Brian Jonestown Massacre — Brian Jonestown Massacre (A Records) Buvette — Life EP (A+LSO) Chai — Punk (Burger) The Cinematic Orchestra — To Believe (Ninja Tune) Clever Austin (Perrin Moss of Hiatus Kaiyote) — Pareidolia (Touching Bass) David Leonard — The Wait ()Integrity Media Deafkids — Metaprogramação (Neurot Recordings) Dexter Story — Bahir (Soundway Records) Elizabeth Colour Wheel — Nocebo (The Flenser) The Faint — Egowerk (Saddle Creek) The Fall — Bend Sinister/The ‘Domesday’ Pay-Off Triad-Plus (Beggars Banquet Music Ltd) Fallujah — Undying Light (Nuclear Blast) Gary Hoey — Neon Highway Blues (Provogue Records) Hearing Things — Here’s Hearing Things (Yeggs Records) Huntly — Low Grade Buzz (Barely Dressed Records) Hvob — Rocco ([PIAS]) Iota — Tales (Small Stone Records) Julia Rakel — indie fEElz EP (Rama Lama Records) Just Friends — Nothing But Love (Pure Noise Records) Karen O and Danger Mouse — Lux Prima (BMG) Lauren Jenkins — No Saint (Big Machine Records) Louise Lemón — A Broken Heart Is An Open Heart (Icons Creating Evil Art) Low Life — Downer Edn (Goner Records) Matmos — Plastic Anniversary (Thrill Jockey) Merely — Hatching The Egg (YEAR0001) Nanami Ozone — NO (Tiny Engines) Never Loved — Never Loved EP (Equal Vision Records) Nick Sanders — Playtime 2050 (Sunnyside Records) Noncoonah — Dead Roses, Digged Up Zombies, Broken Pieces Of Diamonds, Live Cats (Ernest Jenning Record Co.) Over The Rhine — Love & Revelation (Great Speckled Dog) Redwolves — Future Becomes Past (Argonauta Records) Seahawks — Eyes Of The Moon (Cascine) Shy FX — Raggamuffin SoundTape (Digital Soundboy) Skylephant — Songs For The Fragile Collective (Musical Bear) Snarky Puppy — Immigrance (roundUP Music) Sontalk — Stay Wild (Sony Classical Records) Sowflo — New Shoes (Space Duck Records) Stephen Malkmus — Groove Denied (Domino Recording Company) Ted Russell Kamp — Walkin’ Shoes (PoMo) Their Throats Are Open Tombs — Of Psalters And Snakes (The Fear and the Void Recordings) Todd Snider — Cash Cabin Sessions, Vol. 3 (Aimless Records) Turning Jewels Into Water — Map Of Absences (FPE Records) Wyclef Jean — Wyclef Goes Back To School (Heads Music)

Friday, March 22

American Football — American Football (LP3) (Polyvinyl Record Co.) Andrew Bird — My Finest Work Yet (Loma Vista Recordings) Anteros — When We Land (Distiller Records) Apparat — LP5 (Mute Records) Aubrey Logan — Where The Sunshine Is Expensive (Resonance Records) Avey Tare (of Animal Collective) — Cows On Hourglass Pond (Domino Recording Company) Bad Suns — Mystic Truth (Epitaph Records) Bill MacKay — Fountain Fire (Drag City) Blue Angels — Sue EP (UNO NYC) Bonnie Tyler — Between The Earth And The Stars (earMUSIC) Brian Carpenter’s Beat Circus — These Wicked Things (Innova Recordings) Brim Liski — Duels (Latenight Weeknight Records) Burning Rain — Face The Music (Frontiers Records) Casey Cavanagh — Old Souls EP (Old Souls Music) Christian Scott aTunde Adjuah — Ancestral Recall (Ropeadope) Crows — Silver Tongues (Balley Records) Dean Lewis — A Place We Knew (Universal Music Australia Pty. Ltd.) Delta Heavy — Only In Dreams (Ram Records) Dominanz — Let The Death Enter (Mighty Music) Donna Grantis (of 3rdEyeGirl) — Diamonds & Dynamite (eOne Music Canada) Emily Wells — This World Is Too ____ For You (Thesis & Instinct) Ex Hex — It’s Real (Merge Records) Fred Everything — Long Way Home (Lazy Days Recordings) Ghost Light — Best Kept Secrets (self-released) Guest Singer — I’m Irrelevant Now EP (Heist or Hit Records) Ian Daniel Kehoe — Secret Republic (Tin Angel Records) Ibibio Sound Machine — Doko Mien (Merge Records) Jack Savoretti — Singing To Strangers (BMG) Jayda G — Significant Changes (Ninja Tune) Jenny Lewis — On The Line (Warner Bros. Records) La Dispute — Panorama (Epitaph Records) Lafawndah — Ancestor Boy (Concordia) Lambchop — This (Is What I Wanted To Tell You) (Merge Records) Laurel Halo — DJ-Kicks (!K7 Records) Lil Yee — Live 4 It, Die 4 It EP (G-Affair/EMPIRE) Lucy Rose — No Words Left (Arts & Crafts) Luther Dickinson And Sisters Of The Strawberry Moon — Solstice (New West Records) Mary Lattimore And Mac McCaughan (of Superchunk) — New Rain Duets (Three Lobed Recordings) Matt Anderson — Halfway Home By Morning (True North) Matthew Logan Vasquez (of Delta Spirit) — LIGHT’N UP (Dine Alone Records) Niggght — Violent Delicacy EP (Kozmik Artifactz) Nilüfer Yanya — Miss Universe (ATO Records) No Win — Downey (Dangerbird Records) Obsidian Sea — Strangers (Ripple Music) Orville Peck — Pony (Sub Pop) Parting Gift — Ensom (Fearless Records) Problem Daughter — Grow Up Trash (Wiretap Records) Rachael Sage — PseudoMyopia (MPress Records) Red Sun Rising — Peel EP (Razor & Tie Recordings) Ritual Howls — Rendered Armor (Felte) Robin Trower — Coming Closer To Day (Provogue/Mascot Label Group) RPWL — Tales From Outer Space (Gentle Art Of Music) Shawn James — The Dark & The Light (Parts + Labor Records) Shlohmo — The End (WEDIDIT) Sleep In. — The Stars On Your Ceiling (Know Hope Records) Sleeper — The Modern Age (Gorsky Records) Slow Caves — Falling (Old Flame Records) Spiral Stairs (Pavement’s Scott Kannberg) — We Wanna Be Hyp-No-Tized (Coolin’ By Sound) Stillhound — Stillhound (Lost Oscillation) Strand Of Oaks — Eraserland (Dead Oceans) Substancia — Ancestor Boy (Concordia) Taali — I Am Here (Rainbow Blonde Records) Tamaryn — Dreaming The Dark (DERO Arcade) Terry Allen And The Panhandle Mystery Band — Pedal Steal + Four Corners (Paradise Of Bachelors) These New Puritans — Inside The Rose (Infectious Music) Tyson Meade — Robbing The Nuclear Family (Shaking Shanghai) Wallows — Nothing Happens (Atlantic Records) We Show Up On Radar — Zanzibar Whip Coral (Fika Recordings) Wild Belle — Everybody One Of A Kind (Love Tone) Yawners — Just Calm Down (La Castanya Records)

Friday, March 29

A Brilliant Lie — Threads: Weaver (A Brilliant Lie) American Pleasure Club — Fucking Bliss (Run For Cover Records) Ben Folds — Live At Myspace (Sony/MySpace) Betty Carter — The Music Never Stops (Blue Engine Records) Billie Eilish — When We All Fall Asleep, Where Do We Go? (Interscope) The Bobbleheads — Myths And Fables (PopPop Records) Brutus — Nest (Sargent House) C Duncan — Health (FatCat Records) Chris Cohen — Chris Cohen (Captured Tracks) Clint Alphin — Straight To Marrow () Coughy (feat. members of Speedy Ortiz and Ava Luna) — Ocean Hug (Joyful Noise Recordings) Facs — Lifelike (Trouble In Mind) Fennesz — Agora (Touch) Garcia Peoples — Natural Facts (Beyond Beyond Is Beyond) Ian Simmonds — All That’s Left (Pussyfoot Records) Jo Schornikow (of Phosphorescent) — Secret Weapon (Keeled Scales) K Á R Y Y N — The Quanta Series (Mute Records) L.A. Guns — The Devil You Know (Frontiers Records) La Bouquet — Sad People Dancing (ANTI-) Laura Stevenson — The Big Freeze (Don Giovanni Records) M. Lockwood — Communion In The Ashes (Black Mesa Records) Magic Circle — Departed Souls (20 Buck Spin) Mahawam — Is An Island EP (Molly House Records) The Maine — You Are OK (8123) Matthew Herbert Big Band — The State Between Us (Accidental Records Ltd) Mechanical God Creation — The New Chapter (Argonauta Records) Mekons — Deserted (Bloodshot Records) Mdou Moctar — Ilana (The Creator) (Sahel Sounds) Musket Hawk — Upside Of Sick (Unholy Anarchy) Nightmarathons — Missing Parts (A-F Records) O.A.R. — The Mighty (Black Rock Recorded Music, LLC) Ohtis — Curve Of Earth (Full Time Hobby) Okey Dokey — Tell All Your Friend (self-released) Oshiego — The Book Of Wonders (Horror Pain Gore Death Productions) Quelle Chris — Guns (Mello Music Group) Randy Randall (of No Age) — Sound Field Volume One (Dangerbird Records) Reaches — Wherever The Internet Goes, Sorrow Follows (We Be Friends) Rita Wilson — Halfway Home (Sing It Loud, LLC) Section H8 — Phase One EP (Flatspot Records) Show Me The Body — Dog Whistle (Loma Vista Recordings) Simple Creatures (Blink-182’s Mark Hoppus and All Time Low’s Alex Gaskarth) — Strange Love EP (BMG) Small Feet — With Psychic Powers (Barsuk Records) Son Volt — Union (Transmit Sound) Stella Parton — Survivor (Raptor Records) Steve Earle & The Dukes — GUY (New West Records) The Strumbellas — Rattlesnake (Glassnote Records) Suzi Quatro — No Control (Steamhammer) Tom Williams — What Did You Want To Be? (Wire Boat Recordings) The Underground Youth — Lust & Fear (Fuzz Club) Unkle — The Road: Part II / Lost Highway (Songs For The Def) White Denim — Side Effects (City Slang) Whitechapel — The Valley (Metal Blade Records) Yngwie Malmsteen — Blue Lightning (Mascot Records)

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“Plans”

Andrew talks to William, “What’s going on?” William, “Gilboa is going to war again. Very good news for us, but it also means a lot of work. Think you can handle it?” Andrew, “I can. I have news for you, Dad. I’m getting married.” William, “Ha! I bet Silas is gonna hate that.” William, suppressing his unhappiness, “I’d like for you to meet my fiancée. Her name is Chloe.” William, “I’d love to meet her, but we can’t do that.” Andrew, “Chloe and I can just go to Moan for a weekend, easily.” William, “No, no, that’s not going to happen.” Andrew, “Why not?” William, “Listen, Andrew, once this war gets going, things are going to start happening, things that it’s best you don’t know about in advance. I’m not giving up on my plan to get get the Cross family what it’s owed.” Andrew, “Is this going to put me in danger?” William, “Not as long as you don’t do anything stupid.” Andrew, uneasily, “What are you planning? I deserve to know.” William, “Nothing that involves you.” Andrew, “If something goes wrong, I’m going to be affected.” William, “Nothing is going to go wrong this time. You just have to trust me on this. Do you trust me?” Andrew, “I do.”

Silas sits with Vesper, staring down at a mid-game chess board. He sighs heavily, “Goddamnit. I’ve fucked this all up. I might as well let you win.” Vesper, “You’re in check, but you still have a few moves you can make.” Silas, “You’ve still got me cornered.” Vesper, “So are you just going to give up?” Silas moves a piece. Vesper stares at the board for a moment, and then, in a soft voice, says, “You can still call it off.” Silas, “What, the game?” Vesper, “The whole war with Gath.” Silas, “I can’t.” Vesper, “Yes, you can. You’re the king, and you can do whatever you goddamn want.” Silas, “I want the borderlands and the port back.” Vesper, “Fine. It’s your decision.” He moves another piece. Silas, “Oh, come one, don’t drag this out! Just checkmate me and get it over with!” Vesper, thinking, “What exactly are you telling Seth about all of this?” Silas, “He’s not completely sheltered. He knows my job as king involves going to war.” Vesper, “Yes, but this time, his siblings are on the other side of your war.”

“Temperance”

The van, back up and running, pulls onto a dirt road into a small patch of woods. They drive through a bit, and then come to a clearing, where a small farmhouse and barn stand abandoned. David, Abby, and Michelle, all climb out and look. Jack reluctantly comes up behind them, and stares, “That’s it?” Michelle, “He always said he came up from nothing.” Jack: “Guess so.” Michelle walks up to the front steps of the house. She touches the railing of the porch. She looks over and sees an old tree with the remnants of a tire swing still dangling from a limb. Jack stands in place, arms crossed, surveying the scene. He takes a step towards Michelle, “Well, we’ve seen it. Come on, let’s go.” Michelle turns around, “I want to look around.” Jack: “There’s nothing to see!” Michelle doesn’t listen. She goes up to the front door and tries it. The door swings open with a creak. Michelle casts a look back and Jack, and goes inside. Annoyed, Jack follows her. The inside of the house is dusty- the valuables and practical items have long ago been looted, but the larger and valueless pieces remain. A family portrait hangs up on the wall- to parents, a boy, and a girl. Michelle stares at it, and Jack comes up behind her, “Is that Dad?” He examine’s the boy’s grim face, which looks like his own. Michelle, “Must be.” Jack looks at the parents, “These must be our grandparents, and…” he looks at the girl, “Who the hell is that?” Michelle leans in an examines the girl. She’s slightly younger than Silas, and looks like Michelle. Michelle, “Maybe she’s a cousin?” Behind them, David and Abby look around at the house. Abby looks in a closet, and finds a trunk. She kneels down and opens it, revealing that it’s full of dusty old photos, with a photo album and two velvet boxes on top. Abby, “Hey, look at this.” Michelle comes over and kneels beside her, while Jack looks over their shoulders. Michelle takes the two boxes, and opens one, revealing a moth-eaten military medal. Jack, “Cross of honor. That’s what David got.” Michelle looks at the back and sees a name engraved there which she says aloud, “Lt. Chris Benjamin.” She opens the second box, revealing another medal. Jack, softly, “Wounded Heart.” Michelle sets the medals aside, and then picks up one of the photo albums. She opens the cover, and finds a newspaper clipping, an obituary. She reads aloud, “Chris and Suzanne Benjamin were sadly killed in a car accident April 2nd. They were proceeded in death by their daughter, Kathleen, and are survived by their son, Silas.” Michelle looks up at Jack, “Daughter?” Jack, confused, “That has to be wrong. Dad- dad doesn’t have a sister.” Michelle moves the obituary clipping, and finds a funeral program, “remembering the life of KATHLEEN BENJAMIN.” Michelle, softly, “Oh my god.” Jack, “What?” Michelle, “She was fourteen when she died.” Jack, “So?” Michelle, “I was fourteen when I got my transplant,” She wipes tears out of her eyes, “She had the same thing.”

Silas and Seth on the drive back to Shiloh, in the back seat of an SUV. Silas: “So what do you think, you want to be king?” Seth: “Jack didn’t want to be king.” Silas, “Now where did you hear that?” Seth: “He left. I wouldn’t have left if he wanted to be king.” Silas: “Hm. Well, I think Jack wouldn’t be a very good king, anyway. I think you’ll do a better job.” Seth: “What if I don’t want to be king?” Silas: “Being king is the best job in the world. It takes a very special kind of man to be king.” Seth: “Yeah, but what if I don’t want it?” Silas: “Do you not want to be king?” Seth: “I do. I just don’t know if I’ll change my mind in the future.” Silas, “Oh, yeah? What do you want to do if you don’t want to be king?” Seth shrugs, “I dunno. Being a doctor would be cool, I guess. I want to help people.” Silas grins, “You don’t just get to help people when you’re king, you get to help an entire country. You think medicine is cool, as king, you can build hospitals and have them named for you. You can make sure scientists have all the money and resources they need to make new medicines. You cam make sure your citizens have enough money to pay for their healthcare. Nobody is better at helping people than a king.” Seth grins back, “That’d be cool.” Silas: “Trust me, when the time comes, you’ll want to be king.” Seth: “Did your dad want you to be king?” Silas: “My dad died before I was crowned.” Seth: “What was he like?” Silas hesitates before answering, “Mean. Be glad you never met him.” The driver speaks up, “There’s protesters around the palace, sir, do you want me to take the long way to avoid them?” Silas: “Take the long way.”

AS they enter the palace, Thomasina comes to greet them, “Caesar Reinhardt just arrived. I told him you were looking for him. He seemed to be in a hurry.” Silas says to Seth, “You go up to your mom, I’ll have some dinner brought up,” he turns to Thomasina, “Tell him to meet me in my office.” In Silas’s office, Silas sits at his desk, and Reinhardt enters. Silas, “Where the fuck have you been?” Reinhardt, “My deepest apologies, sir, but something unexpected came up.” Silas, “What could have possibly been so momentous that you missed troop review, and so catastrophic that I couldn’t reach you?” Reinhardt, slightly hesitant, “My wife had a baby, sir.” Silas’s eyes widen with surprise, “No shit,” a smile breaks over his face, “Why didn’t you say anything? I’d give you leave.” Reinhardt smiles sheepishly, “I would rather avoid the distraction.” Silas, “A baby is not a distraction. Fatherhood is a true blessing. The most beautiful moment of my life was when Rose told me, not only was she was pregnant, she was having twins.” He smiles for a moment, deeply nostalgic, but then sadness comes over his face. Quickly, he changes the subject, “Is it a boy or a girl?” Reinhardt, “A boy. Nine pounds, seven ounces.” Silas, “What’s his name?” Reinhardt, “Matthew Benjamin Reinhardt.” Silas chuckles delightedly, “You son of a bitch. You’ve been planning this moment for nine months, haven’t you?” Reinhardt, “My father’s name is Benjamin.” Silas, “Like hell it is!” he laughs and slaps Reinhardt on the back, “Congratulations.”

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clownsgobeepbeep · 5 years ago

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This is something from the far(and possible) future where Basil and Flora come from uwu

There are some characters I’ve briefly mentioned/included, so I’m dedicating this fic to them heheh, mainly one however

@grotesquegabby Because Cordelia is here uwu

If one was to put aside the trouble that had occurred just the other day and its effects continuing on, one could say that the day was rather peaceful. Especially the little spider who was perched on a web that was right under the sun, basking in the warm light while resting as music and voices were heard all around.

“Cordelia?”

“Yeah mom?”

“How are you handling those orders?”

“Great! I think the customers are liking them!”

The little spider opened her eyes, squinting as she turned her head to look at the voices who managed to disturb her resting period. Two blondes with green eyes. Of course. Those two had been hanging around the shop ever since the aforementioned trouble began, and boy was it somewhat bloody. They had been helping around since the owners...was not in the best condition, seeing how she was the one greatly affected, and her husband was in a depressed state. Anyways, it was a tad bit bothersome having the younger one of the women around seeing how she was far too energetic, that being the reason why she wasn’t with the others.

“Mom!”

“Yes?”

“How do you make the love one again?”

“Cordelia, give me a moment. I have to get these boxes of emotions from the back.”

Once again, the spider’s eyes were closed as it snuggled back into its bouncy web, though she frowned at the sound of footsteps come near.

“Posey.” The spider hesitated to open her eyes, pretending to be asleep before a finger poked her orange bun. “Poseeeeey.”

“What?” hissed the spider at the young woman standing next to her, giving a glare as she noticed her holding an empty cup.

“Do you remember how to make the Love Potion No. 9 drink? Not the tea version, I obviously know how to make that one.”

“Well of course I-” Posey stopped herself as the woman slowly started to smile. “-don’t.”

“Awww, everybody else is too busy Posey, how am I going to give the customer their order?”

“Figure it out mermaid girl.” the spider shrugged, shutting her eyes once again before receiving yet another poke. “Leave me alone already!”

“I promise to leave you alone if you help me figure out this thing.”

“Fine! Fine! Ugh...” the spider climbed off her web and onto the woman’s arm, crawling all the way onto her head as they headed over to the counter. “Why didn’t I get to go with the axolotls to take care of Miss Ula?��

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“Pour it into the cup very carefully, wiggle it like Wiggles.”

“Speaking of, where is Wiggles?” came another voice that made Posey look up and to the side where she saw the other blonde woman walk towards her and the younger one. “He was playing with Flubby earlier but then disappeared.”

“Probably rummaging through the boxes.” Posey shrugged before she was grabbed, not pleasing her the slightest. “Excuse me-”

“Excuse me little spider, need I remind you that I’m the boss around here while my daughter and her family are hurting? Or did you just happen to forget that?”

“No Miss Jelly.”

“Good.” the woman nodded, then turning to her other daughter who was carefully placing whipped cream on the drink she had just prepared with Posey’s aid. “Don’t forget the heart sprinkles and the love syrup Cordie.”

“Got it mom!” she called out, doing as she was told before her smile slightly faltered. “How is...Ula? Any news?”

“Was just about to tell you about that. I just got off the phone with your dad and he said everything’s the same.” Jelly sighed as the spider herself now looked a tad bit disappointed upon hearing that. “So, I’m going to go check on them, bring food and whatever else they need.”

“Wait, you’re leaving me here?”

“Yes, and I’m also stopping by to see your Uncle Vespers to leave him a drink as a thank you for modifying the baby clothes. I also need to check on Basil and Flora, make sure they’re dealing good, or better than their father at least.” Jelly told Cordelia before patting her shoulder. “So, I trust you, and leave you as the boss while I’m gone, okay?”

“Really mom?”Cordelia widely smiled as Jelly nodded before they exchanged a few goodbyes and Jelly walked to the back with the spider, holding her in front of her face.

“Now, Posey. You’re here practically every day and know everything there is to know about it, so I trust you enough to leave you a big task.”

“Which is?”

“Make sure Cordelia nor your friends burn down the shop.”

“You got it Miss Jelly!” Posey piped up before jumping from Jelly’s arms and scurrying away to where Cordelia was, now with the creature known as “Wiggles”.

“Trash!” Cordelia exclaimed before the creature opened its strange mouth, allowing her to put in some napkins before chewing them away and wiggling its long neck in excitement.

“Stop feeding him! He’s going to get fatter!” Posey scolded as she now hopped onto Wiggles’ back, pointing at Cordelia rather accusingly. “All he does is eat trash all day!”

“Well, Ula does call him a walking trash can.”Cordelia shrugged while petting Wiggles’ neck,making him slightly wiggle contently. “And my mom said I’m in charge while she’s gone, so I’m giving Wiggles the task of picking up the trash around the shop!”

“Ula would have never done that!”

“Of course she would have! I’ve known my sister longer than you, and I have to act and think like her right now.”Cordelia huffed at the spider who squinted her eyes at her. “Now Posey, you gotta help me attend the customers, okay?”

“Okay.” Possey muttered a response, then turning around and walking away while mocking Cordelia. “Now Posey, you gotta help me attend the customers because I’m so dumb and can’t make a simple-”

The spider was the interrupted at the sound of something, a funny and cheerful sound frequently heard, reminded her of bubbles.

“And where have you been?” Posey crossed her limbs as the bubbly creature floated down close to her. “Flubby, have you been eating the solid teas?”

The creature gave a sound while hovering over Posey, even going down to wet the top of her head with the bubble it was always in.

“Hey!”

Flubby gave a sort of giggly sound before hovering away as Posey chased after it, but she stopped when running into Cordelia’s legs.

“Posey, what are you doing?” she asked at the spider who now climbed her leg until reaching her shoulder.

“It wet me!”

“Oh, Flubby!” Cordelia exclaimed before reaching a hand into Flubby’s bubble, ever so carefully touching their head. “Have you also been helping around here?”

Flubby made a sound as they nodded, then floating in front of Cordelia to wet the tip of her nose before going away to photobomb selfie-taking customers.

“What have you been up to Posey?”

“Being the captain.”

“Nice! I’m gonna go make this order now then.” Cordelia gave a thumbs up to the spider who rolled her eyes, then turning a corner before bumping into something rather fuzzy.

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“There you go! One Insani-Tea!” Cordelia handed a customer their order, then turning as she would go check on the others working before taking a tiny break, still keeping an eye of course. However, her thoughts were interrupted when she heard snarls and shrieks come from the back room. So, she hurried to the location of the violent sounds where she found Posey, tangled in an fight with her nephew’s pet possum as they rolled around the ground and even made some things fall.

“Loomis! Posey!” she gasped before rushing over to them, being careful not to hurt either of them as she tore them away from each other. “Stop it you two!”

The possum gave a hiss at Posey while they were both suspended in the air, far away from each other as Posey spit at him.

“Posey!”

“He started it!”

Loomis responded with yet another hiss, watching as Cordelia set Posey on a box while still holding onto the possum that growled in her arms.

“You two need to stop fighting!” she scolded before looking at Posey. “And you need to understand that he’s like this because he hasn’t seen his best friend in a while!”

“Whatever.”Posey rolled her eyes once more, Cordelia putting Loomis through a tube meant for his discreet travels through the shop. “Miss Jelly will be mad at me if she hears this, all because of that- hey!”

Posey felt herself be picked up by Cordelia who took her away and back to the front counters, placing her down.

“What do you want?”

“Posey, as I aided you in your time of need, I ask one favor.”

“What now?” Posey hissed before Cordelia placed an empty cup in front of her, smiling at her innocently.

“Can you tell me how to prepare the Love Potion No. 9 drink?”

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clownsgobeepbeep · 5 years ago

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Calm before the Storm

@grotesquegabby @post-itpenny

Your characters are pretty much in this fic. uwu There is of course a reason why I asked for names for the Squishies, that which will be written here now. However, this family event will have an unfortunate turn of events...

I just gotta warn you guys that this is pretty long and I mean long, that being because I wanted to include as many interactions/thoughts as possible while adding small hints and details. Also, I apologize if there are any mistakes and such.

“Hi there! I’m so glad you guys could come over!”

“Hello Jelly!”

“You did promise there would be cake.”

“Pepper!”

“Oh shut up Pepper.” Jelly rolled her eyes as she let Pepper, Belinda, and all of their children into her house before they were soon greeted by the others who had already arrived.

“Besides, why are we even here?” Pepper asked his sister as he stayed behind, watching her close the front door before she gave a slight frown. “I literally just wanted a day with our family and friends idiot.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Are you pregnant again?”

“No!” Jelly exclaimed before Pepper gave a goofy laugh. “I just want a day for family fun. When’s the last time we did that?”

“Honestly, I don’t know.”

“Exactly.”Jelly made a face at her brother before escorting him to where everybody else was. “Now go greet everybody and then you can get some cake.”

Pepper dd as he was told, going over to the living room as he found his brother, deciding to jump into the conversation being held by Cosmos and a now surprised Cuckoo. Jelly on the other hand, went over to the kitchen where she found Lennie, eating one of the sandwiches previously prepared.

“Pepper and Belinda are here.”

“Oh nice. What about Ace and Ferry?”

“They said they’re on their way. Probably some hold up with the pregnancy.”Jelly shrugged before taking a large platter with sandwiches. “I’m gonna go give these to the younglings.”

“Heheh, okay. I’m gonna go right ahead and be with Billy if you need anything.” Lennie told Jelly before they parted ways, going to where it was they said they would be going. Soon enough, Jelly reached the area where all the children were gathered.

“I brought some sandwiches for you guys.”Jelly announced as she set down the plate, hearing a series of voices speak at once while several hands reached in and before Jelly knew it, all the sandwiches were gone. “Alright. I’ll go get some more.”

“Don’t worry about it mom, we’re saving some space for pizza and burgers.” Ula called out while waving a hand, then turning back to her friends who sat with her. “Anyways, as I was saying, Robyn nearly shit himself when the alien popped out.”

“Who nearly shit themselves?” came Phoebe’s voice as she joined the table, all the older clowns looking at her with wide eyes. Dante even giving a gasp.

“Phoebe!”

“No cursing!”

“Language!”

“Well I’m sorry.”Phoebe shrugged before taking a bite of her sandwich. “Are you guys talking about Dead Space?”

“Yeah. How do you know about that game?” Rayden asked as he took a final sip from his soda can to then crush it at Phoebe’s amazement.

“I watch my space dad play it late at night when he thinks we’re all asleep.” Phoebe once again shrugged, finishing the rest of her sandwich. “Oh Ula, Atlas is here.”

“Great, where’s he at?” Ula stood up from her chair, her hand being held by Phoebe who lead the way. “I’ll be right back guys, tell Ama I just went to brin Atlas.”

“Got it!”

Phoebe and Ula traveled through the crowd that was their family before reaching the dining room where Atlas was, having a brief conversation with Vespers, Billy, and Lennie.

“Hey there Bambi.”Ula greeted before Atlas smiled at her, embracing her before kissing her forehead. “You’re late.”

“Hey Shortcake.”Atlas shrugged before turning to Phoebe. “Hey there Phoebe.”

“Hi there, Bambi.” she giggled before prancing away to find Rory and Clara, leaving the pair alone as they excused themselves from Ula’s uncles and dad. As they walked through the crowd and towards the table where their friends were, Atlas exclaimed in pain.

“Ow!” he held his cheek, holding and feeling it as he realized there was a wetness to it.

“What is it?”

“A...spitball.”

“What? Where did that come from?” Ula raised an eyebrow in confusion while Atlas scanned the house, shrugging despite very well knowing just where it came from.

“Good shot.”

“How’d you learn to do that?”

“Mom and dad’s friend James has been teaching me how to better my aim.”shared out the voice belonging to Davey as his eyes glared right at Atlas who walked with an arm right around Ula. Ugh. He wanted to do so much right now but, there were too many people, and Ula.

“Why do you even hate Atlas?” Benjamin turned to his cousin with a plain expression that stared at Davey’s reddened one, having been sitting on one side of him while Harper was on the other.

“He stole my sister, duh.”

“I mean, makes sense.”Harper shrugged, not really knowing what else to say. “Do it again Davey.”

“You don’t even have to tell me.”Davey mumbled out while preparing his next spitball, pointing it at Atlas who was now sitting next to Ula and Ama. Davey got ready and made sure to aim for a spot that wouldn’t be obvious for Ula to know, and so Davey spit before a gasp was heard.

“Davey! Ew! What is this!?”

“Cordie, you made me miss my shot.” Davey frowned deeply as he moved to the side for Cordelia and Penelope were now blocking his view. He huffed as he noticed Atlas and the others stand up from the table before walking out into the backyard.

“I’m gonna tell mom you shot me with a spitball.”

“It wasn’t meant for you though!”

“Then who was it meant for?”

“Uh-”

“Mom!” Cordelia ran away before Davey gave a groan, being watched by his cousins who watched him run after his sister. Harper and Benjamin looked at each other, giving shrugs before they stood up from their seats and went over with their mothers who were having a conversation, even Calliope was there.

The two sat by them on the couch before being noticed.

“Hi Benji, everything okay?” Belinda asked before Benjamin gave a nod. “Where’s Greta?”

“I haven’t seen her.” Benjamin replied before Maggie asked a similar question to Harper.

“Where’s you sister?”

“She was with Cordelia.”he shrugged, now looking to the side where he saw Cordelia finally reach her mother with Davey right behind, both obviously trying to talk first. “Or she’s with the moth girl.

“Her name is Phoebe, Harper.”Maggie ruffled his hair, then turning to the front door as the bell rang. She turned to the other women as she stood up.

“I’ll be right back, must be Ferry.” she spoke, then walking away as Harper followed behind her. Maggie opened the door and smiled as she caught sight of who was indeed Ferry with Ace besides her, carrying Ally while Bingo and Carney were in front of the couple.

“Hi Maggie!” Ferry exclaimed before hugging Maggie, surprisingly tightly before pulling away. “I’m so happy to see you! Hello Harper!”

“Hi.”Harper plainly replied before Maggie nudged him. “Hi Mrs. Ferry and...Ace.”

“Hi Bird Boy and Bird Mom.” Ace gave a smile as Ally gave a shy wave at the redheads. “Are we the last ones to get here?”

“Uh, I think so. But it doesn’t matter, come on in. Wouldn’t want Ferry standing for so long with that belly.”

“Oh Maggie I’m fine. Already went through it once.”Ferry giggled while rubbing her growing belly, following after Maggie as Ace closed the door behind them. “Where are Jelly and Lennie?”

“Uh, I don’t know.” Maggie shrugged as she didn’t find Jelly anywhere. “Maybe she’s in the backyard with her parents. Wanna check?”

“Oh sure. Ace, I’m going with Maggie, okay?”

“Sure thing.”Ace nodded before the women went their own way, and he looked at Ally who held on tightly to him. “Your friends are over there, wanna go hang out with them?”

Ally gave a nod before being carefully put down, and she walked away towards the group of kids while Ace made his way to the drinks table where he saw Cuckoo.

“Good afternoon Ace, how are things at home?” they asked while sipping on a drink of their own, Ace giving a shrug.

“Pretty great I’d say. It’s just a struggle with Bingo sometimes, and then there’s Ferry with the pregnancy.”

“Oooh I see. Is Bingo displaying said powers once again?”

“Yeah, and...I don’t like ‘em one bit.”Ace confessed before chugging down his drink, Cuckoo watching as they nodded. “It’s almost like...that bitch is back.

“Well, let us focus on the positives.”Cuckoo pat Ace’s shoulder before chuckling. “Ferry and her pregnancy, what if she were to have triplets again?”

Ace choked on air before Cuckoo patted his back once again, giving a small laugh.

“I apologize, I had no intention of startling you.”

“I know, it’s just that...triplets again...that would be...three kids, three babies…” Ace shivered at the thought before grabbing another drink and chugging it down again. “How are your kids and wife?”

“Very well I would say. Rory and Clara have a wonderful friendship with Cosmos and Vespers’ daughter.

“Ally also likes to hang out with her a lot, just how....ugh...she has a crush on Green Goblin’s son.”

“Now that’s a nickname I haven’t heard in a while.” Cuckoo and Ace looked down to see Lennie stand next to them, eating another sandwich before he reached out a hand to Ace which he accepted and shook. “Nice to see ya big guy.”

“You too. Where’s Jells?”

“Getting some stuff ready. Apparently has a surprise.” Lennie shrugged as Cuckoo and Ace turned to each other, then at Lennie. “What?”

“May it be what Pepper suggested was the reason for our being here?” Cuckoo smiled a bit slyly as Lennie looked confused. “Never mind Lennie. Are we to gather somewhere?”

“Yeah just over at the dining table...tables, where she and her parents are serving stuff.” Lennie stated before Cuckoo and Ace followed him into the dining room which was now filled with guests all trying to find their seats. Lennie eventually found his which was right in between Jelly and Ula, but Jelly was still setting things up on the table. He sat down next to Ula who was talking with Davey and Cordelia, telling them to stop arguing, while Lennie watched Jelly as she now stood in front of her seat.

“Hey, what’s with those two empty seats?”whispered Cordelia to Davey before he gave a shrug. It didn’t seem like there was anybody missing, so it didn’t really matter to him.

“Alright, can I have everybody’s attention please?” Jelly’s voice called out as everybody now quieted down, staring at her before she cleared her throat. “I know that there have been certain rumors as to why I asked you to gather here with us.

Lennie noticed as Jelly shot a glance at Pepper who was excitedly breathing something out that was mostly being repeated.

“No, I am not pregnant.”

“Aw shit.” came Pepper’s voice before Belinda nudged him.

“Hunny, there are children here!”

“Language!”

“Come on Ginger Boy!”

“Shoot! I said aw shoot!”

“Anyways.”Jelly continued before looking at everybody else now. “One day while I was traveling through planets, I decided to visit one of my favorite ones which is entirely aquatic. Or at least, that is what is what before my last visit to it. Unfortunately once I got there, I found nothing but dry land and…”

Jelly looked over at Cordelia who stared at her intently, so Jelly decided to change her words to not break her little heart.

“Life had moved on elsewhere, all life but a pair that remained near a puddle. And in this puddle, I found a sack containing eggs. So, I took these eggs so that they wouldn’t be forced to survive alone on a dry planet.” Jelly grinned before reaching into her hair, moving it a bit. “After a while, these eggs thrived and survived here with me and, they hatched into small creatures I like to call Squishies.”

Everybody watched as a tendril poked out from Jelly’s hair, a small blue-ish light emitting before another tendril followed. Soon enough, the body that the tendrils were connected to poked out as Cordelia gave a loud gasp upon seeing the lavender colored creature completely pop out with a chirp.

“Besides the fact that I wanted some family time, I wanted to ask for your guys’ help in naming these little guys.” Jelly chuckled, right before a plethora of more of the creatures came out from her hair and hovered above everybody.

“Mom oh my gosh!” Cordelia exclaimed as she slammed her fists on the table, smiling widely as one of the Squishies approached her face.

“Just sign the small notecard I’ve placed in front of you and hand it over to whatever Squishie has chosen you, they like to carry things.”Jelly mentioned before looking over at Lennie and their kids.

“Mom, what are these?” Davey asked while looking over the Squishie that was right in front of him, caressing his cheek with one of its tendrils before he carefully poked it. “Can I...hold it?”

“Of course.”Jelly nodded before Davey held out his hands, the Squishie placing itself on his hands before happily chirping. She looked over at Lennie who did the same, smiling at the Squishie before talking to it.

“You...you’re gonna be...Peanut Blobter.”

“This one’s Captain Pinky.”

“My is gonna be named Alpha Destructor the All Powerful the First! Or, or, or Denizen of all that is Pink!” Cordelia shouted as her sister looked over at her with a laugh. “ Or Denzi for short.”

“Ula, Ula oh my god.” came Ama’s voice before Ula turned to look at her from across the table, watching her best friend contain her gushing over the Squishie floating in front of her. “Ula!”

“What?” Ula laughed, feeling one of the critters seat itself on her head while the one with Ama sat on her shoulder.

“I’m naming it Mr. Squibbles.”Ama bit her lip while glancing at the creature, feeling its tendril on her cheek which made her squeal. “They’re so cute! Aren’t they dad!?”

“They sure are.”Billy agreed while his Squishie sat on his hat, chirping at Billy quite victoriously. “You are a cute one, Jam.”

“Jam and Peanut Butter.~” Maggie chuckled while her Squishie carefully touched one of her feathers in curiosity, then floating over to Harper to do the same which made him back away quite offended yet..he also did find the creature a little cute.

“Those go well with Lennie’s.” they heard Jelly speak as the Squishie now went over to her, affectionately touching her face. “He’s naming his Peanut Blobter.”

Maggie and Billy laughed to themselves before Jelly was on her way to her brothers, first coming across Cosmos and Vespers who had their twins sitting far apart from each other.

“What names are you guys using?”

“Star Destroyer!”

“Death Star!” suggested the twins with a giggle, Phoebe shaking her head.

“No! Let’s name it Galaxy!”

“We like our names better.~” the twins giggled again while Cosmos and Vespers shook their heads.

“Vesp, you come up with something with Orion. I’ll do something with Hunter and Phoebe.”

“Sounds good.”

“From the front side of the table, Lennie watched Jelly as he got an idea that he would suggest to her, so he got down from his chair. While he made his way and ‘Peanut Blobter’ remained on his shoulder, he heard other names come around like ‘Ducky’ and ‘Marshmallow’ and ‘Holly’. He smiled even more when he reached Calliope where Jelly now was.

“These little ones do look quite familiar if I do say so myself. I haven’t seen anything like these in a long time however.”

“Yeah, I mean, the other times I visited their home planet I never saw such a species which surprised me. It must have been how well they camouflaged with certain areas.”

“Well Jelly, I must say that it’s good that you found them, otherwise these creatures would be extinct.”Calliope smiled at the Squishie touching the lines on her mouth. “This makes me rather proud.”

“Aw, thank you Calliope. That means so much.”Jelly grinned before noticing Lennie who was beside her. “Lennie! I see you’ve already taken a liking to Peanut Blobter.”

“I sure have.”Lennie nodded before taking Jelly’s hand, about to open his mouth to speak before they heard the sound of a doorbell. “I’ll get it.”

“I’ll go with you.”Jelly followed Lennie before turning to him. “Were you going to tell me something?”

“Oh yeah, I was gonna say that, since we’ve got all these alien creatures and find a lot more others who need a home, be taken care of, or just be nursed until they’re in health.”Lennie started as Jelly tilted her head. “I thought, we might as well open a facility for alien creatures, where we could do all that stuff for them.”

“Are you...serious?”Jelly stopped walking to turn to Lennie.

“Yeah. We’d love and cherish all the ones we find.”he nodded with a smile, then being startled as he was picked up and felt Jelly smash her lips against his.

“Then yes! Oh, Lennie! That sounds like such a wonderful idea!” she continued kissing him, Lennie laughing as he heard the popping of bubbles all around Jelly meaning she couldn’t control them at the moment. “We could even get a new house! One where-��

“Are you guys okay?” they heard Ula ask, so Jelly stopped kissing Lennie before setting him down as they both turned to look at their daughter. “We can hear you and it sounds like either dad proposed again or you’re actually getting pregnant.”

“Ula!” Jelly pouted before turning back to the door whose bell rang again. “We were just talking about something.”

“Uh huh.”Ula snickered as she walked over to a somewhat flustered Lennie. They then turned to the door that Jelly opened, and a man with black hair and blue eyes stood right in the doorway.

“Mrs. D’Vitt! It is such a pleasure finally meeting you!”

“Um, I’m sorry, who are you?” Jelly asked as her hand was being kissed by the man who Ula recognized.

“Walter? You actually came?”

“Walter?” Lennie asked, remembering just who this was, but his wife nor daughter didn’t know that. This meant that...

“My little brother never mentioned just how beautiful you are!” Walter commented. “My name is Walter Sage, and I’m Schrader’s older brother!

“Schrader?” Jelly’s eyes widened before Walter stepped to the side, revealing the melancholy figure that turned around to reveal their face. “Schrader!”

“Um, hi...Mrs. D’Vitt.” he quietly greeted before his eyes landed on Ula and Lennie. “Ula. Mr. Blueblood.”

“Schrader.”Lennie nodded before turning to Ula who gave a small wave, and then a smile.

“I’m glad you actually came.”

“You invited him?” Jelly asked in confusion, Ula giving a nod right before her mother turned back to Schrader and engulfed him in a hug, emitting surprise from everybody who saw. “Well, I’m happy.”

“Really?” Schrader looked over at Ula and Lennie who gave a shrug.

“I haven’t seen you in such a long time and I got worried. Despite everything, I’m glad to see that you’re back and safe.” Jelly sighed while Schrader was still very much surprised, but he accepted Jelly’s hug before she pulled herself away to go over to Walter. “Everybody else if over here if you want to follow me.”

“Sounds wonderful!” And so, the parents and Walter walked away as Ula and Schrader were left alone.

“So...why’d you invite me over?” he muttered out before Ulagave a small frown.

“So you can get out of your house and do something that’s not work. But, also because...we gotta work on this, friendship thing.”

“Right.” And so, the two stayed in place before Ula broke their awkward silence.

“Do you wanna go with everybody now?”

“Oh, um, you know what? I think it’s best that I’m not seen. I’ll stay here.”

“Schrader.”

“Ula.”

“Ray.” Schrader looks at Ula before giving a sigh and then defeated nodded, walking behind her as she took him to the dining room where everybody was still talking whether it be about their own things if not fawning over the Squishies. Once they turned to see Ula however, their voices quieted down when their eyes landed on Schrader. All eyes lingered on him before Jelly cleared her throat, so everybody turned to her.

“Food’s ready! Just pass the food down once you’re done.” she smiled, attempting to lessen the awkward environment, so the guests now focused on the food rather than Schrader who was seated next to Dante. However, there was a pair of green eyes that did not stop staring at him, and they were on the opposite side of the table where Atlas sat.

“What is he doing here?” Ama whispered to herself while glaring at Schrader from afar, though she was heard by Billy who leaned in while keeping an eye on Schrader as well. “After what he did to Ula.”

“I agree Princess. I’m rather miffed at this.”Billy whispered to Ama who was slightly surprised that he heard her, yet she went on toe stare at Ula as Billy did so. “I wonder how she’s doing.”

“Poor Ula…”Ama whispered before she caught sight of her cousin Cordelia, noticing that she was rather happy.

“Oh dear...I wonder how Ula must be feeling.”breathed out Calliope as she carefully cut her food, Cuckoo discreetly glancing over at Ula who was now talking to Ama.

“Well, she seems rather...well. Though of course, one must not always judge the exterior.”Cuckoo sighed before turning to Rory who sat beside them. “How are you, Rory?”

“Fine,parental unit.” Rory joked to Cuckoo as they cut their food just like their mother. “ How is Miss Ula?”

“I have no exact answer for that.” Cuckoo sighd once more, then focusing on their meal.

“First James, and not this.”Aster frowned before taking a bite of his food, but soon turning to the front where James sat. “No offense.”

“Oh, none taken Mr. D’Vitt.”

“Aster, be nice.” Lydia nudged her husband. “We can’t just judge him like this.”

“Yeah, but, he left my little baby Ula and hurt her. And bad! She cried so much! Not even D’Art could make her smile.” Aster whispered-shouted before Lydia nudged him again. “Even Cordie and Davey were sad.”

“Just eat your food.”

“Ye know,”Robyn spoke as he still had food in his mouth. “If nerd boy wasn’t here and Schrader was still the boyfriend-”

“Finish eating whatever is in your mouth.”Rayden smacked his arm, then motioning to Schrader who was just across from them. “Besides, we don’t want him or nerd boy hearing this.”

“Yeah, but know as well as I do that Schrader-”

“Boys, you’re not eating with food in your mouth, are you?” came Jelly’s voice which made the twins shut their mouths, shaking their heads. “Do you guys want some more?”

“Is there any more?”

“Of course, just ask Phoebe to pass down the food.” Jelly smiled before heading over to Schrader who had been having a conversation with Dante and his brother. “Schrader, you haven’t gotten any food.”

“Oh, I, I’m not very hungry Mrs. D’Vitt. I’m sorry.”

“What a, liar!”Walter chuckled before grabbing Schrader’s plate to serve some food on there. “He’s just being shy!”

“Walter-”

“We came straight from the diner and knowing him, he hasn’t eaten anything.” Walter shrugged as he now filled Schrader’s plate. “And Mrs. D’Vitt, everything is so delicious! Might I ask what these floating critters are?”

“Oh! These are my Squishies which I introduced before you guys arrived.”Jelly reached a hand out as one of the Squishies landed on her hand. “Oh, that’s strange. This one doesn’t have a nametag.”

“What does that mean?”

“You two get name this one!” Jelly exclaimed before handing it over to Schrader who took it in his hands, feeling its tendrils wrap onto some of his fingers. “While you two finish up, most of us are going to the living room and such, alright?”

“Alright, thank you Mrs. D’Vitt.” Walter winked at Jelly who, just like most of the others, stood up from the table to put their dishes in the kitchen and scattered around the house. “What are you naming it?”

“What?”

“What are you going to name it?”

“Nothing. I thought you would do that.”

“Schrader don’t be rude and name the Squishie.” Walter stared at his brother who sighed and glanced at the tiny alien who chirped at him.

“This one looks like...a Berry...Chuck Berry.”

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“So, how’s the band been?” Schrader asked Dante as they both drank from soda cans.

“We’ve been doing great, did a gig the other night and people loved us.”Dante shrugged, then giving a sad smile. “But...it’s not the same without you dude. We need you back.”

“Bogus.”

“But we do! Besides Ula, you were the backbone of Cin-O-Surre! Nobody could make their fingers dance on a guitar like you.”

“I’m pretty sure you’ve been handling that pretty well.” Schrader shook his head. Dante gave a sigh with another shrug before he looked behind Schrader.

“You’ve got company. Turn around but don’t make it obvious.

Schrader pretended to stretch, even giving a slight turn as he noticed Ula who was accompanied by Atlas.

“Fucking great.” Schrader quietly groaned as he now face Dante. “They’re coming this way, huh?”

“Yup.”

“Schrader?” Ula called him, Dante and Schrader turning to look at her while crushing his soda can.

“Yeah?”

“I want you to meet…”Ula turned to Atlas who found it hard to look at Schrader. “Atlas. Atlas, this is Schrader as you’ve heard before.”

“It’s, nice to meet you.”Atlas finally spoke up as he offered a hand to Schrader. Schrader glanced at it before looking Atlas in the eyes, hesitating but still accepting his hand. This being especially for all the eyes he knew were staring at them, and because he didn't want to let Ula down as she stood right beside them.

Atlas let out the breath he had been holding in, shaking Schrader’s had that felt rather rough as he had a tight grip. It felt rather familiar if he was being honest, like he had shaken hands with him prior to this meeting.

“Ditto.”Schrader nodded before retrieving his hand. Atlas gave a nod as Schrader just stared at him, a stoic expression that once again made him think of something else. “There something on my face?”

“Oh, no. Sorry, I was just thinking about something.” Atlas coughed before turning to Ula.

“Uh, I think Robyn and Rayden are calling me.”Dante coughed as well, then leaving to said twins as the pair and Schrader now stood alone.

“So, how’s it been, settling back in?”

“Good. How’s it been coming back from traveling with your grandfather?”

“Good. Seeing all my family and friends is cool.”

“Cool.”

“Oh shit.”Ula whispered as she heard a loud laugh. “I’m going to have to leave you guys for a bit. Cordelia is taking the fish out for the Squishies to see.”

“Alright, see ya.” Atlas watched Ula go before he was struck with the realization that he was now stuck alone with Schrader, who seemed a tad bit off. “Are you, okay?”

“Yeah.” Schrader let out a deep breath, taking a few glances to the sides as he knew guests were still staring at them.

“I’ve heard that you used to be a part of the band with Ula and the guys. How’s that going?”

“I don’t know, I’m not rejoining it.”

“Oh...well, what did you do in the band?”

“Basists, backing vocalist, backup for any instrument, and songwriter.” Schrader placed his crushed soda can in a recycling bin before cracking his knuckles. “You play anything?”

“Well, uh-”

“Schrader!” a voice exclaimed, causing Atlas and Schrader to look to the side before the latter was tackled by somebody who now clung onto him. “Schrader! Don’t ever do that again!”

“Hi Cordelia.”Schrader chuckle as he felt the girl tightly hug him.

“I missed you so much Schrader! You, you big dummy!” Cordelia made a pouty face once pulling herself away, then noticing Atlas. “Oh hi Atlas.”

“Hi Corde-”

“Schrader, we have to go hang out some time! Like, like maybe go to the carnival together again where we ca win lots of toys!”

“That sounds like a great idea, Viking Princess.”Schrader ruffled Cordelia’s hair before she went in for another hug, Schrader feeling that one as well as the one on his legs which made him look down to see Phoebe.

“I missed you Schrader!”

“You also knew him?”Atlas watched Phoebe who gave a nod, and soon Atlas saw the others children who watched Schrader be hugged by the two girls, mostly likely waiting to have a turn as well. So he could tell this guy was great with kids.

However, there was one child who remained close yet far enough to watch with a glare, and it sure wasn’t Carney who disliked Schrader. Instead, it was a blonde sailor, trying to contain his anger in as he sat alone.

“I thought you would be with Ben or Harper.” he heard somebody say to him, Davey turning to see his older sister who pat his head. “Why are you here all alone?”

“Why is he here?” Davey asked, motioning to Schrader who was now carrying Ally and Bingo at the same time.

“Well, because I want things to be better in between us.”

“He hurt you Ula.”

“And James hurt mom, but they’re really good friends now.”Ula shrugged, feeling as Davey now grabbed her wrist. “What is it?”

“Stay with me.”

“Davey, you know I would, but I gotta take all those kids off of Schrader and make sure he’s feeling okay.” Ula kissed Davey’s forehead. “But, I’ll be back, okay?”

“Okay.” Davey nodded, watching as his sister head towards Schrader. Davey then gave a deep frown, he wanted that idiot away from his sister, so far away...and that’s when he thought of something. Making sure nobody saw him, Davey sneaked away to the hallway before finding Ula’s bedroom door. He reached up, grabbing the doorknob before giving a sigh.

“I’m sorry Ula, but this is for your own good.”

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“Alright alright, let Schrader take a break from being a monkey bar. He’s tired you know.” Ula chuckled at the children in front of her and Schrader, and he softly an gratefully smiled right at her.

“Whoa! What’s Mana doing here!?” Phoebe gasped in delight.

“What?” Ula’s eyes widened before she turned around, hearing a series of barks as she saw her cat Samhain dash through the living room, being followed by a joyous Mana who was followed by his puppies. “Mana! Puppies! Oh no!”

Ula panicked, rushing to grab the axolotls who attempted to go after the terrified Samhain. Dante grabbed Mana, while the twins and Ama helped to grab some of the puppies. Vespers was eventually the one who was able to grab Samhain, handing him over to Ula before she told her friends to put the axolotls in her room where she would go after calming down Samhain in Cordelia’s room.

Schrader took a few steps towards the commotion, intending on helping Ula gather everybody up, but he instead felt a hand grab his wrist and forcefully pull him away. He was made to lean down before his blue eyes looked into green ones as he was now face to face with who he could tell was Ula’s brother.

“I’ve been meaning to talk to you.”

“Davey? What-”

“Listen up Sage!”Davey shut him up as Schrader stared at him in surprise. “I want you to stay away from Ula, far away from her! Heck, go back to where you left to! Just leave my sister alone! We don’t want you here, I don’t want you here, Cordelia doesn’t want you here, Ula doesn’t want you here!”

Davey dug his claws into Schrader’s jacket, digging them so harshly to the point of actually drawing some blood from his shoulders where he held onto to make sure Schrader wouldn’t leave.

“Davey, relax-”

“No! Don’t you dare tell me to relax you big idiot!” Davey now yelled at Schrader before pulling hi even closer, gritting his teeth at him. “You left us! You left me and my sisters and my parents! You left everybody! Even your own brother! You left us and you left Ula like she was nothing to you! You betrayed her!”

Davey huffed to himself as he couldn’t contain any of his anger anymore,

“I don’t know why you left! And I don’t care why you left! All that matters is that you betrayed my trust and hurt my sister! You hurt Ula! You don’t deserve to be here, let alone in her presence! We don’t want you here!”Davey snarled as he now shoved Schrader away, the young man standing straight while still looking at Davey who pointed at him accusingly. “Go away Schrader! Stay away from us and especially Ula! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! And I hope that Ula comes to her senses and hates you too!”

Finally, Davey stopped as he shook with fury and clenched his fists while trying to steady his breath. As he had now stopped yelling, he realized that everything was quiet. He looked around and saw everybody staring at him. The guests had either expressions of shock or looked at Davey in disappointment if not anger. It was an awful feeling, yes, but Davey felt a sharp twinge of pain once his eyes landed on an angry expression he never believed would be directed at him.

Ula’s.

Davey looked back at Schrader who was still surprised and in disbelief of what had just happened, so the sailor clenched his fists before running away into the hallway as a door was opened and slammed shut.

There were a few quiet murmurs in between everybody as Lennie and Jelly turned to each other, then walking through the hallway to Davey’s room. Ula turned to look at Schrader who shut his eyes to open them and make a turn, walking to the front door which he opened before walking out. Ula went after him, not noticing her friends nor Atlas try to go after her as well.

“Schrader! Schrader come back!” Ula called after him as her heels clicked on the ground, Schrader shaking his head while he continued walking away until reaching his motorcycle. “Schrader, I’m so sorry, I-”

“No, Ula. I’m sorry.”Schrader interrupted in a rather upset tone. “I’m sorry for coming to your little family jamboree. I knew I shouldn’t have come to this, I knew it was a bad idea.”

“But Schrader-”

“Ula, just...stop. There’s no point in me staying here if your brother wants me out and yelled everything right at my face.”Schrader shook his head again. “I’d much rather leave than stay in the same place where I’m hated by everybody there.”

“They don’t hate you!”

“Really, Ula? Is that what you call it? Staring at me, watching every move I make while glancing at you to see if you’re fine with it or not? Judging what I did? Everyone in there hates me! And your brother was right, I’m not wanted anywhere!”

“That’s not true!”

“Yes it is! Now stop pretending that this is your Wonderland where we can all be happy and go back as if things were normal! You and I, we can’t be friends. I especially can’t be your friend if I see deer boy following you around like he’s some lost puppy.”Schrader started his motorcycle before turning to Ula. “I’m sorry Ula, but I’m leaving. And for your and your family’s sake, I hope that it’s for good.”

Ula stood alone on the street, watching as Schrader gave her one last glance before riding his motorcycle down the street until it was out of sight. She was at a loss for words, not knowing how to react next before she slightly jumped, being startled by a hand placed on her shoulder. She looked and saw Atlas, right before she moved his hand away.

“I’m sorry, but I want to be left alone.” she walked past him, then glancing back at her house where she saw her friends watch her worriedly. However, her eyes darted to a window where there was a light illuminated, and she saw the figure that belonged to Davey, looking at her from afar. In response, Ula furrowed her eyebrows and shot a glare at her brother, then turning away before she was submerged in bubbles and disappeared, teleporting away.

#i would tag everybody but #oh dear #so many

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