#yes she did ask me to kill her mother I don’t see how that’s related

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Getting -5 disapproval from Morrigan for not sacrificing my father for more power is so funny. Like, girl you are not making a good impression in front of my parent.

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We're A Family Part 14 (Steddie X You)

A/N: I'm not sorry for the cliff hanger esc ending 😈

I'm going to use this opportunity here to say thank you to the step parents, partners, siblings, foster parents, adoptive parents...all y'all raising children who aren't biologically yours...you are amazing and deserve love and appreciation. The woman I call mom is technically my stepmom but she has been more a mom to me than my own. She showed me how mothers are supposed to be and I love her everyday for that <3.

Warning: Smut, FLUFF, and slight angst, Mr. Harrington pops up making a brief verbal cameo , Eddie mentions an incident about Steve's past heartbreaks as well as briefly (very brief) touches on his life right after moving in with Wayne, I think that's it.

Word Count: 3535

“Does he have to wear a suit?”, Eddie asks as he browses the clothes on the rack above him. 

“I mean he doesn’t have to but it is his first date technically so…”, Steve grins as Dylan rolls his eyes. 

You had already done the whole mom thing where you cried for ten minutes straight because your “baby” was growing up and asked a girl on a date to a dance. When he asked the guys to take him clothes shopping, he had hoped to avoid more of that, thankful when you offered to stay home and watch Aurora. 

“Calm down. I’m not going to coo at you and tell you how big you’ve gotten.”, the man teases as he playfully reaches for his son’s cheeks. 

“I don’t think I should wear a suit. I don’t want to seem…overeager.” Dylan’s eyes scan the shirts in front of him. “What did you guys wear on your first dates?”

“Jesus, um…”, Eddie’s eyes fly to ceiling as he thinks. “Jeans and a Guns & Roses t-shirt, if I’m not mistaken.”

“Of course, that’s what you wore.”, Steve chuckled. 

“Hey! We were like eleven and went to a movie. It wasn’t anything fancy. What about you, sire? I imagine you came out of the womb with a date the next day.” The metalhead smiled as Dylan laughed. 

“For your information, my first date was in 6th grade. I took a girl to the Snowball dance. And yes…I wore a suit.”

“Oh, please tell me there are pictures in a box somewhere at home.” 

“No, thank God.”

“We can ask grandma.”, Dylan smiles mischievously.

“I swear, if either of you ask my mother for pictures—”

“Oh! You’ll what?”, Eddie joked. 

“I’ll…be very upset.”

“Uh huh.”

****

“Do we have to watch it again?”

“Yes!”, Aurora giggles.

You laugh at her smile as you replay “The Empire Strikes Back” on the tv. “Yeah. I’m glad you’re happy. I’m going to kill your dad.”

Just like Dylan had with Harry Potter, Ro seemed to attach to Star Wars. Steve was watching “A New Hope” one afternoon and she sat beside him the entire time completely transfixed. Ever since then she insisted on watching anything you would allow that was Star Wars related. 

“Beep, Beep!”, she mimicked as the front door opened and your three boys came through. 

“Star Wars still?”, Steve asked.

“I hate you. This is your fault.”, you laugh as you quickly rose to your feet. “Sooooo, what did we get?”

“You’ll see.”, Dylan smiles. “Are you guys still chaperoning?”

“Well, I don’t have a choice being a teacher and my boss volunteered me.”

“That’s the spirit, Harrington!”, Eddie chuckles as he wraps his arm around the boy’s neck. “Yes, we will still be there and we promise not to embarrass you…much.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m going to go call Daisy and tell her what I got.”

You three watch as he excitedly runs up the stairs before you lightly smack Steve’s arm. “What did he get?”

“I can’t tell you!”

“Call it payment for me watching those movies back-to-back with our three-year-old instead of me murdering you.”

“Oh… you won’t murder me. You love me too much.”

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Dylan watches his dads with intense fascination as they get ready, occasionally getting distracted when he heard his sister say something cute as she helped you get ready out in the bedroom. 

“Mama hair up.”

“Yeah? Here can you brush it for me so I can pull it up?” Aurora grins excitedly when you hand her the brush.

“When it comes to hair, kid, you should let Steve take the reins on that one.” Eddie smiled as he moved out of the way and allowed Dylan space in front of the mirror so the man could show him some techniques. 

“Oooo… Din purty.”, Ro compliments him before waddling to the metalhead. “Daddy! Mama…tie…for hair.”

“Mommy needs a hair tie?” She nods aggressively as he reaches across the sink to get her what she’s asking for. “Here you go, princess.”

“Tank you, daddy.”

“You’re welcome, baby.” His eyes follow after her as she grins and runs back into the bedroom. 

“Alright, little man. What do you think?”

Dylan turns his head from side to side as he checks out his hair. “I love it. Mom! What do you think?”, he asks as he steps out of the bathroom. 

“Oh my god!”, you squeak making the boys laugh. 

“She likes it.”, Steve confirms as he sprays some of his cologne on himself before giving his son a little spritz on his wrist.

“Wow. Bubaful.”, Aurora coos as they all come out together. 

Dylan had decided to not to wear a suit but a nice button up shirt with a small black tie hanging down his front. Still wanting to have some remnants of himself, he decided on wearing his converse with the black jeans he bought fully rounding out his ensemble. He actually looked like he tried to fuse Eddie and Steve’s style together. 

Steve threw on a blue polo with some black slacks and shiny matching shoes. Eddie was donning a plain black shirt with black jeans like Dylan’s and sneakers. 

“Aw, look at my guys.”, you grin as you climb off the bed. 

You were wearing a stunning, casual blue dress with a cute floral print with similar color flats. 

“You look beautiful, honey.”

As the doorbell rings, Ro claps her hands. “Kee!”

“Yes, that would be Aunt Kierra. Here, go open the door and make her feel old.”, you giggle as you push Dylan towards the stairs. 

Eddie picks up his daughter as you four head down as well. 

“Really? Of course, everyone looks good.”, Kierra whines playfully. “Hi Rara.”

“Kee.” She aggressively wiggles out of her father’s arms to run to her aunt. 

“Ah yes. Fun aunt is here and now we don’t matter.”, you smile as you give your sister a hug. As you pull away you notice her own grin turn into a line. “Uh oh. What happened?”

“I’ll tell you later.”

“You’ll tell me now.”

“Dylan, can you take this dork and turn on those god-awful movies she likes?” You son laughs as he grabs his sister and carries her into the living room. “So, Mr. Harrington, the evil one not this one here, went to visit our mother the other day.”

You sighed as Steve gently ran his palm down your back. 

“Y/N, you think his dad was upset about you changing your name? Oof. Mom called me screaming saying you were taking it too far. She said she was going to call Charlie and side with him if he decided to go to court…” Her sympathetic eyes met yours. “I didn’t tell her…about him…ya know.”

“I should go talk to her—”

“Well that’s not happening.”, Eddie interrupts. “Sweetheart, do you really think talking to her is going to do any good? She doesn’t care. Now Steve’s dad… he can’t do anything right?”

Steve shook his head. “I mean what can he do? I have no inheritance from his side. Unless he wants to fight my mom. I don’t know. I think it’s more of an image thing now. Two kids with half his name and they aren’t…pure Harringtons.”

Your heart breaks as you listen to him speak. You know how much he hates this conversation. Aurora and Dylan are his kids; no ifs, ands, or buts about it. However, his father and your mother insist on finding little ways to remind him that both children don’t have an ounce of his DNA. 

In a court of law, if you both left him, he would have zero say in where the kids go. Steve understood that would never happen. You both loved him and he loved you. This was his family but those little technicalities always loomed especially when other people brought them to light. 

“Jesus. And our mom thought the Munson’s would be the biggest problem in this dynamic.”

Eddie sticks his tongue out at Kierra who chuckles as she comes around to give him a hug. 

“Hey guys. Can we go now? I don’t want to be late.”, Dylan asks as he comes around the corner. 

“Yes. Sorry. We got distracted by life. Let’s get a move on.” Painting a smile on your face, you grab your dates and head of the door. 

##########

You snuck a picture from your place in the car as you three watched Dylan shyly shuffle up to his date who had been waiting at the front door of the school. Something he says makes her laugh and she blushes as he extends his elbow to her like he had seen the guys do numerous times. She grins, looping her arm in his before heading into the dance. 

“What was your first date?”, Eddie asked as he leaned forward from his place in the backseat.

“Oh my god. I think I was about Dylan’s age. A boy asked me to dinner and a movie. Of course, dinner was some fast-food joint and we snuck into the movie but…”, you giggle. “I had fun. What are you guys going to do when Aurora starts dating?”

“Kill them.”, the metalhead pretends to glare into the distance making you and Steve laugh. 

“Can we not think about our daughter dating? I don’t think I can handle that right now. I can barely handle this.” Steve continues to chuckle as both men get out of the car and open the door for you. 

“Thank you guys for helping him pick out an outfit and getting him ready.”

“You don’t have to—”

You cut Eddie off with a kiss as you wrap your arms around him. “I know I don’t have to. Just let me, okay?”

“Yes ma’am.”

As you entered the dance, Steve had to detach from you two to tell his boss he was there and offer any assistance they may need. You and Eddie snuck a little closer to where the kids were, smiling when you say your son and his date sitting at a table talking. You can’t help but laugh when “Come Sail Away” by STYX begins to play. 

“Isn’t this way outside of their generation? It’s barely in ours.”

“Eh, I’m sure they have to play it as safe as possible.”, the metalhead grins as he takes your hand and pulls you towards the edge of the dance floor where some of the other adults were swaying to the music. Your arms wrap around his neck as he clings to your waist.

“So, you and Steve would have went to school here to, right?”

“You are correct but we didn’t really hang out till high school.”

“Do you remember him?”

“Oh, princess, everyone knew who Steve Harrington was. King Steve with his awesome fashion sense and cool head of hair. I fucking hated him.”, Eddie chuckles. “Something changed his junior year. He started seeing this girl and I think she changed his perspective on some things. By senior year, he was a new man more or less.”

“What happened to the girl?”

“They broke up. She, uh, told him she didn’t love him.”

“Aw. Poor Stevie.” Your eyes shifted towards him, watching as he talked to some of the other teachers. “What about little Edward Munson. What was he like at school here?”

“Oof. Angry. Confused. Nerdy.”, he laughs. “I had been living with Wayne for a little under a year at this point. I was still trying to figure things out and this town sure as hell didn’t make it any easier.” You lean up on your toes to kiss his lips before resting your cheek on his chest. “I think the one good thing that came out of middle school was me getting into D & D. I thought it was amazing and gave me a place I could escape to.”

The music picked up tempo and you grinned as you watched Dylan walk his date to the dance floor. Eddie twirls you in his arms and your grin grows as you both dance along to the faster beat. You don’t see it but Steve pulls out his phone and begins recording his little family having fun. 

“Dylan is yours, right?”, asks one of his colleagues.

“Yeah, that’s my son.”, he beams before pointing towards you and Eddie. “That’s my wife and husband.”

She tilts her head at his statement but he doesn’t notice nor care. He’s having too much fun watching you three.

##########

“Well, look at this.”, the metalhead grinned as he looked around the classroom. “The kid who was bad in class actually has his own classroom.”

Steve thought it would be a good idea for you guys to walk around a bit and allow Dylan some time alone with his date without you in the room so he decided now would be a good time to show you his room that you two hadn’t got to see yet. 

“I wasn’t bad…I just didn’t care.”

You smiled at him as you wrapped your arms around his waist, giggling when you feel something vibrate. 

“Is that me or you?”

He grins as he pulls out his phone before it gradually begins to fade. “My father is calling me.” You take the phone out of his hand and place it on his desk, allowing it to ring as you bring his lips to yours. 

“I love you. No matter what he or my mom says.”

“I know.”

“I know you know but I also know…sometimes when he says things…it still hurts you.”

“Like Aurora and Dylan not being Harringtons.”, Eddie cut in. Steve’s phone went silent but after a few moments yours started to ring, grinning sassily as you flashed him the screen. “Do you think we should go for gold and see if he calls me?”

You handed the metalhead your phone. “Do with it what you will, my love.”

He raises his eyebrows playfully in your direction before placing the device to his ear. “Mr. Harrington! How can the Munson-Harrington family assist you today?”

“Where is my son? I need to speak with him NOW!”

“Uh, last I checked, you hadn’t spoken to Steve in three years. When did he become your son again and what do you need from him?”

Your hand reaches out to grip Steve’s chin, turning him to face you. “Look at me, baby. Let Eddie handle him and you focus on me.” He exhales heavily as you palms slide down his chest. “We won’t get in trouble, right?”

“Not if we don’t get caught.”  

He lifts you into his arms and places you on his desk, lips mingling with your own as your limbs circle around his neck. 

“Is this the real reason you wanted to show us your classroom?”, you tease as he smiles. 

“I’d be lying if I didn’t say I’ve fantasized about bending you over my desk.”

“Then do it, Steve. Please. I’m yours, baby.”

His fingers fumbled with his zipper as you lifted your hips to pull your underwear down your legs, grinning when you toss them to Eddie who sticks his tongue out as he catches them. Your eyes gesture towards the closed door and he gets the message, heading that way to keep a look out.

“Mr. Harrington, no. Dylan IS Steve’s son. He loves him and has helped raise him for half his life so far. I know that’s a foreign concept to you since you don’t know what actually raising a child looks like.”

Steve turns you till your back is to him and you lean over his desk as he grips your hips, guiding his cock into your entrance. Your eyes flutter closed as he thrusts into you, hitting that spongy spot deep inside of you making you moan. 

“Y-yes, Steve. Fuck.”

All sound drowns out of the room as he leans his chest down to your back and wraps his arms around you. 

“Does that feel good, honey? My dick—mmm—deep inside you like this.”, he mewls into your ear. “Tell me, baby.”

“Your cock is so deep. F-feels so good…please.”

“Do you think you can be quiet if I fuck you harder? You wouldn’t—fuck—you wouldn’t want us to get caught, right?”

You shake your head and he smiles as he lifts his arm up your body till its nestled under your chin. Your back arches as he roughly rolls his hips against yours at a faster pace. 

“Mr. Harrington, I’m not going to lie, I didn’t hear a word you said mostly because I don’t care but also because I’m watching Steve fuck our wife and, as always, it’s the hottest fucking thing in the world. Now if you will excuse me, I’m going to let them finish and then most likely cum in his pretty little mouth. Fuck off and leave our family alone.”

With that, Eddie hangs up the phone and tosses it to the side as he unzips his pants, pulling out his own cock as he strokes it to the sight of you both. 

“Cum, baby. Be my good girl and cum for me, honey.” Steve grunted when your pussy clenched tighter around him, his palm quickly moving to cover the loud moan that escaped your mouth. “You like that? Mmm—you like me calling you a good girl?”

You place your hand over his, feeling his alone won’t stifle the continuous whimpers that you pant out as he continues to whisper in your ear. The coil in your tummy snaps as you lean your head back against his shoulder and grip his hair through your fingers. 

“That’s it. That’s it, Y/N. Fuck, you’re so…so fucking…beautiful.” His arms cling to your body as you feel him thrust his release into your cunt. Neither of you moves as you both try and catch your breath. “Are you ok?”

You nod as you gesture towards the groaning metalhead. “He…he may need you though.”, you say with a knowing smile. 

Steve gradually pulls out of you, kissing your cheek before tucking himself back into his pants and sauntering towards Eddie. They exchange a soft kiss, the man smiling as he descends to his knees and takes his cock into his awaiting mouth. 

You search the desk, finding the tissue you were looking for, and use it to clean between your legs. After readjusting your dress, you slide up beside them and Eddie hastily brings your lips to his. When he turns away, you continue to trail kisses along his neck and jawline. 

“Fuck, Steve. Don’t…don’t move.”

His palms come down and hold the boys head by his hair as he pumps his hips. You cover his mouth as a strangled grunt leaves his lips and his body folds in slightly as he climaxes. Steve milks him, licking every last drop till the boy was clean before rising to his feet. 

Their eyes meet and Eddie gave him a big tooth filled grin. “So, your dad says hi.”

########

“Did you have fun, baby?”

“Yeah, mom. I did. I asked Daisy to a movie next Friday. Is that ok?”

“Uh, I don’t see why not.”

You sister smiles as you for walk into the house. “I don’t know what you did but Mr. Harrington isn’t returning our mother’s calls.”

“Good. One less thing to worry about I guess.”, Eddie grins. “Where’s Ro?”

“She knocked out about an hour ago. I was afraid to move her and wake her up.” She gestures towards the living room and he heads that way, carefully lifting her sleeping frame in his arms. He pauses at Kierra’s side allowing her to kiss her niece’s forehead. 

As she leaves, Dylan gives her a big hug before running upstairs and Steve throws himself down on the couch as you begin locking up the house. 

“Shit. Hey, baby. Can you bring me my phone? I want to send my mom some of the pictures I took tonight.”

“Yeah, of course.”, you smile as you grab his phone from the counter. “Can I send myself some so I can send them to Kierra?” He nods and your smile grows as you unlock his device. 

“She’s going to get a kick out of him and her slow dancing. We should send Dylan some to so he can show Daisy—what?” You had frozen in place and your smile had faded as your eyes scanned the screen in front of you. “Honey? Y/N, what’s wrong?”

“’Baby #3 Expenses.’”, you read. 

“Y/N…I—”

“’Can we afford it?’ No, Steve. We can’t.”

He exhales heavily and he rises to his feet. “Actually…if you look at the math—”

“Really? Really. Ha-have you thought about, oh I don’t know, SPACE! This is a three-bedroom house, Steven. We-we would have to move which cost time and money! And…”

“What’s going on?”, Eddie asks as he cautiously enters the living room.

“The three of us have our jobs and two kids…we-we barely have time for anything else!” You feel yourself start to panic as you wrap your arms around yourself. “We are NOT ready for a baby right now.”

“Well, that sounds familiar.”, the metalhead sighs.

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s3 episode 19 thoughts

was thinking about doing other stuff tn but truly i can’t resist scully and mulder time. it calls to me. i crave it. (<- wrote that last night in order to post the recap today)

i had to think it over for a bit, but overall i thought this was a good episode! it wasn’t very character driven, we didn’t have a lot of scully and mulder moments, but i found the plot SUPER interesting. and obviously some msr content would have made it delectable to me, a fan who enjoys fan service, but the concept was well-executed, very spooky, and really interesting commentary on how vulnerable populations are preyed upon by those who claw power into their own hands just to wield it over other’s heads.

so let us dive in, to an episode set in california!

lion dance!!! so cool. a guy is sneaking into an alley. we hear popping like guns, but it is just fireworks thankfully. 

this dude sees paint on a door and he goes in. someone with a flashlight approached him. they’re talking in cantonese which i sadly cannot speak. yet. who knows what the future may bring…

oh! a stabbing. and then people with masks…?

scene change. teeny tiny little blackjack game!!!!! i need it sooo bad. this game is being played by a security guard at a funeral home. he hears a noise that was not the gentle beeping of blackjack and pulls out a flashlight. 

music is creepy as hell. GASP! more people in masks are here and they have lit something on fire!!! it appears to be… a guy? is it the guy from before? that did the stabbing!??

now what in the hell is going on here.

dana scully……. i’m cheering just seeing her ID during the intro 

OH! and now she’s here <3 investigating the body with mulder. this dude was cremated alive! the detective says it’s the third time this year, but mulder is like um no it’s ACTUALLY number 11. all chinese men between the ages of 20 and 40. good to know he keeps up with the stats on these things.

the prop body is soooo gnarly again... as usual, big shoutout to the props department!

GAG! she’s cutting into the eye and tap taps it! oh it's glass! well. the cutting motion was still gross.

they ask a detective if there are any leads on the crime. apparently there’s a bunch of immigrants trying to get out of hong kong before 1997 which raises the question: did this season take place in 1996? or is he saying that they HAD a big influx and are still dealing with it? no seriously, when does s3 take place?

(sometimes i think about how these two don’t even know about 9/11 because it hasn’t happened yet. quite often tbh)

((author's note: this episode aired in 1996! man, they sure were making these seasons fast... given how long it takes to make a season of TV these days, i thought for sure we would be in the 2000's by now... guess some things really were better in the past))

they call over detective chao to try and read some writing and i’ll say it. he’s hot. maybe you could read chinese if you studied, mulder. 

okay so the writing says ghost! well, gui, but translation. is this related to the qingming festival…?

mulder finds a little scrap of something and it’s called “hell money” used in the chinese festival of hungry ghosts. ah, the hungry ghost festival! which is NOT qingming. the tale of the monk feeding his mother who was trapped in hell. yes yes i recall.

scully and mulder are rolling up to the scene of the crime. she says the guy who was killed was a recent immigrant. they’re with detective chao, who sees some writing he can’t read, and says maybe it’s a code of some kind. yayyy nonsense phrases! mulder asks him to copy it down.

oh, they are sleuthing, and scully says that the scene has been cleaned up. and they find new carpet! in an otherwise dilapidated apartment. VERY suspicious!

NASTY! they lift up the carpet and blood is there. 

cut to the camera of a guy from the carpeting company, who we later learn to be named mr. hsin. bringing someone some tea and dinner. IS THAT LUCY LIU??????

IT IS!!!!! three cheers!

lucy liu is sick and the person who brought her tea (i presume her father? yes, her father, mr. hsin) says he needs to earn money so they can go to the doctor. noooo, she says the operation would cost too much money :( this is so sad... he tells her not to talk like that :(

so he goes to a big crowded event, until some people in suits holding pots come out and everyone quiets down. oh, a very big suitcase of cash is shown. ah, so this must be the prize that has brought them here. a raffle of sorts...?

mr. hsin drops a tile with some writing on it into the vessel, as do many other people. 

a name is drawn and called and this seems to be a good thing for this guy who has a glass eye. he wins the pot of money!

NO. i was very very wrong. he does not win the money. he draws a tile. and then they lead the guy out. i’m a little confused, but i think it was not good for him.

(yeah. past me, it was seriously NOT good for him... i may have been a little slow to catch what was going on but believe me i caught it eventually)

at a traditional medicine shop. detective chao explains that these are mostly roots they are looking at. yum yum.

turns out the victim johnny was taking painkillers. then, he asks the vendor what those characters from the door meant, and she says it was labeled a haunted house. is there a code word for haunted house?

oh! hungry ghost festival explanation, for us, the audience! they leave gifts to prevent angry spirits from coming by. and we see the dude who pulled the tile earlier getting his heart ripped out by a ghost. hard to say if that was euphemistic or not.

(it was not euphemistic, past me)

this chao guy fits in well with our agents. add him to the group.

(filed under statements that aged poorly)

a random guy is pulling up to a graveyard and sees the three people in masks there... doing WHAT?

“i still don’t understand what anyone would want with an empty grave”, scully says, as mulder hops right in. the officer asks what the hell he is doing LMAOOOOO yeah he is just like that :/

and he starts digging down there with his hands and!!! he finds a body!!!!!

scully doing an autopsy :D with her hair pulled back n the white coat... okay, i see you doctor!!!

gasp! this body is covered in surgical incisions INCLUDING OVER HIS HEART!!! but she says nothing seems wrong with him!! she thinks he was selling his organs and makes a stupid joke and i love her so bad and i love mulder for giggling at it

BLECK she’s cutting him open. and it’s PULSATING GAG GAG GAG but it’s just a FROG that comes out?

well. i think that was the best possible ending to that situation. 

back at the gambling event. more jars are being brought in by men in suits. they pull a name and it’s the guy who is trying to save lucy liu, mr. hsin! so now he must pick from the jar. and i gather that now it means he will either lose an organ or win a fortune? pulling for you to win, king...

it is unclear what his result is…..

scully brings detective chao the frog in a jar from inside the dude who was autopsied. a new pet has been unlocked. he is like, ummm idk, maybe it’s a symbol or something?

scully is LOCKED in. she senses duplicity. asking about organ removal. the autopsied man had his kidney and cornea removed BEFORE his heart was removed after death. detective chao seems very confused. mulder is watching him intently whilst munching upon his seeds.

oh! she found stuff in the body that is used for preserving organs for transplants!!! well this is starting to add up...

they think he resents their presence... ohhh interesting. or that he’s trying to protect the chinese american community. and he is pissed off by this because the chinese community sees HIM as an outsider for being american born chinese. he is very mad, and tbh i don’t blame him. and he storms off after shoving a paper with the name of the carpet company from earlier into mulder’s shoulders. i thought his anger was deserved at this moment... but little did i know the detective chao lore

they go to the house of mr. hsin, who has lost an eye!!!!!! he says it was a work accident. and he introduces his daughter. lucy liu.

he’s denying knowing about the carpeting for johnny's crime scene apartment, and mulder finds the tile he pulled earlier on the shelf. gasp!!!! a clue!!!

mulder says they’re done and he pocketed the tile for investigation. chao and hsin were talking and the agents are suspicious, but he says he was warning him about a fire trap. anyway, mulder shows chao the tile. and it says “wood”. this is not very helpful.

lucy liu asks about her father’s accident and notices that his eye was fine when he came from work. he explains that he is worried about her and he is afraid the ancestors are mad for them leaving home, and maybe that is why she is sick, and he blames himself. it’s so so so so so sad :( it isn't your fault mr. hsin

chao is walking home but finds something written in BLOOD on his door? he looks around. no, don’t let anything happen, i like him!!!

NO THE MASKED MEN ARE IN THERE!

mulder is pissed because people are throwing firecrackers near the car. he’s very jumpy and with scully, watching mr hsin’s house, but gasp! scully breaks the news that chao was attacked at his house. off they go to explore. while a man in a suit comes and knocks at the door of mr. hsin. and his eyeball socket is bleeding!!!

suit man is let inside and asks for payment. mr. hsin says he wants to quit the game. but the pit is almost 2 million dollars if he stays in…. still, he says he wants out. but he cannot get out…

BUT LUCY LIU IS LISTENING TO ALL OF THIS GO DOWN!!

the rules “cannot be broken, or it’s said that the Preta and the fires of Ti Yu will consume you” says suit man <- OHHHHHH so it’s serious. but also who says this? how old is this game. it can't be that old.

mr. hsin begs to be released from the game but suit man STILL says nope.

NO! detective chao is GONE from the hospital! not gone as in dead, gone as in missing!! allegedly he went to go to the bathroom and dipped. where to, though...?

mulder checks chao's blood type and it matches the blood type on the floor of the victim’s carpet. well, i mean, there are a lot of people with the same blood type so… idk they might be jumping to conclusions here?

but they are brainstorming. they go to find mr. hsin and ask more questions, and lucy liu answers the door. only now do we learn her name is kim but i’ve called her lucy liu for so long i don’t see a reason to change it.

oh! she has leukemia. it’s a treatable kind, scully points out, but they have no money to afford it :(

mulder is sitting next to her and asks if she knows what the tile is. scully is pondering. realllly pondering.

OH! the tile that means wood also corresponds to the eye!! so that makes sense….. 

and scully notices paperwork that says mr. hsin had just had his kidneys and liver measured…. oh no...

mulder realizes they are playing a game where they gamble their organs. and mr. hsin returns to the game….

they go to the organ procurement organization. and the lady there says that a lot of asian men come in to learn about their organ types, but when they find a compatible recipient, they are told by their doctor that the men have left the area or disappeared. do they have a phone number for the doctor???

back at the game, they call mr. hsin’s name again!!!!!!! the suspense is very very very high!

the agents roll up to the outside of the place where the game is being played, because that is where they found the doctor’s phone registered. and who is walking in but chao! is he doing a sting???

mulder gets up to follow him as mr. hsin is drawing a tile. the drawing was clearly not what he had planned because he’s trying to run away. chao is watching all of this….

oooo, the agents break the lock and get inside the restaurant to investigate. so far it is looking like a normal restaurant. but gasp! they find something that could be the sterile ice used in organ transplants!

open da fridge to find many many many organs. many eyeballs!! very gross. other organs too but a LOT of eyeballs.

back to mr. hsin, who is getting his remaining eyeball inspected. NOOOO :(

OH! chao is telling the men in suits who run the game to stop, but he says that he was “warned once before”. he asks for mr. hsin to be let go, and the suit man refuses, saying that chao is just as responsible because he protects the game from the foreigners. GASP! so he WAS involved with all of this….

BUT HE KNOCKS THE TABLE OVER!!!!! and he realizes that ALL THE TILES SAY “EYE”!!!! it was rigged. 

the agents hear the stampeding crowd above going wild at this revelation, while there is surgery happening to mr. hsin. he is covered in something. 

mulder comes into the game room as the people start to riot. and mr. hsin sees his daughter as a ghost figure, and begs for forgiveness. but it’s really just the surgeon about to make the cut. 

chao bursts in and SHOOTS the surgeon! as scully and mulder come in to take care of the other surgeon! partial chao redemption arc.

when the shot surgeon says that chao should have killed him, he translates this for mulder as “the game is not over” so again idk why we are trusting this man after so much lying... he had ME fooled!

scully is talking to a ringleader of this game. she says he cheated these men out of life, but he says he committed no crime, because death is merely transition, but life with no hope is living he <- OHHH WOW. banger line. terrible thing to say but banger line.

scully is GLARING AT HIM LIKE WILD... WOW... when mulder comes in and asks to chat. apparently mr. hsin is doing okay and his daughter has been put on the organ recipient list. this is good news! but also something is wrong.

OH! everyone who was at the game that night claims it was a social club, and chao is missing. so they have NO CASE AGAINST THIS MAN!!

WHY WOULD THEY GO ALONG WITH THAT IF THEY SAW THE GAME WAS RIGGED?!?

cutscene to chao, who opens his eyes while being placed in an OVEN!!!! ANOTHER ALIVE CREMATION!

woah. this episode was spooky. i’m spooked. and the ending implies that the cycle will just keep going on and on. 

WHEW! it’s the terrifying nature of humanity that is far scarier than ghouls and demons and fat-sucking vampires. in terms of spookiness, this is definitely up there in my ranking. i think only the s2 cannibals and the fetishist compare. this one had a pacing that had me at the edge of my seat. how you wanted mr. hsin to pull through so badly, how evil the leaders of this game were for preying on people with no hope.

yet again, WHEW!

i was really hoping chao wasn’t going to be an inside man because i thought it would be a bit cliche. and yet, he had me fooled. despicable! that being said, i did not expect a barbecued ending for him.

i was so invested in how other people saw this episode that i started googling it and reading the wikipedia (which taught me it aired in 1996!) and it seems to have gotten mixed reviews, one critic saying that if mulder and scully were removed, it would have had nothing to do with the x files at all. which- i guess? i mean, yeah. if you remove them from any of these one off episodes, yeah, it would be a different thing. but with these monster or the week episodes, i find myself disagreeing that it makes it an inherently bad episode. obviously not every episode is going to dive deep into the overarching lore- most of them don’t. most of them propose the question, “wouldn’t it be fucked up if (insert thing here)” and then dive into that. and we do learn about our characters along the way, sometimes more than others.

we didn’t learn a TON about mulder and scully here, so i suppose i agree with that observation- i would have preferred to learn more about them. but the premise was really interesting and i was at the edge of my seat. i guess you CAN have both, but in many cases just one or the other will please me.

[immaturityofthomasastruc]

IOTA Reviews: Jubilation

So far, Season 5 has been pretty decent for the most part. Sure, there have already been a handful of plotholes and retcons (to the point where I'm honestly thinking of starting a retcon counter in the future), but at the very worse, the first three episodes were below average at worst. But now we have to see how the Akuma of the day formula will play out now. Can it bring new life to this show, or is that nothing more than a pipe dream?

Let's get into the fourth (chronologically the fourth) episode of Miraculous Ladybug's fifth season: Jubilation

The episode starts off with Marinette going for a jog, and shockingly, it isn't in her pajamas, but rather, clothing appropriate for running. She stops to see an advertisement for the Alliance rings, and reminds the audience that she's totally not in love with Adrien anymore because it cost her most of the Miraculous. Marinette is about to continue running, when she sees her principal, Mr. Damocles, dressing up at the superhero, the Owl, while attempting to save a cat from a billboard... even though he learned his lesson all the way back in his spotlight episode, “The Dark Owl”. Before Marinette has the chance to save him from his incompetence, another girl dressed as Ladybug saves Mr. Damocles, though Marinette recognizes her as an old friend. Both “heroes” run off, but Marinette has an idea of who the fake Ladybug is.

Marinette: That fake Ladybug from this morning, I think it was Socqueline, a school friend from last year. Knowing her, I’m sure she means well. But I have to convince her to stop putting herself in danger like that.

So basically, we're repeating the civilian plotline of “The Dark Owl”, but this time, with two different heroes. I'm also confused as to why we've never heard of Socqueline until Season 5, especially if Marinette already knows her. It's not as egregious or forced as Zoe's introduction, but it's weird that Marinette has never brought her up, not even to Tikki or Alya.

Also, why the hell does she look like Marinette? It was at least understandable to reuse Adrien's character model for Felix because they were related, but these two are just friends, and Socqueline doesn’t even have the same name most fans use for the PV Ladybug, Bridgette. What, did you think changing her name would make the reference more subtle? Oh yeah, and even though we already have two Asian characters with the same surname, Socqueline’s last name is also Wang. Because just like the mayor and ice cream man sharing the same first name, this isn’t confusing in the slightest.

Socqueline works at a local arts and crafts store, and before Marinette can ask her for why she's pretending to be Ladybug, she pretends to be buying paint first... even though she could just transform into Ladybug, walk in and say “Hey, I heard you've been impersonating me, so stop it before you get yourself killed, idiot”. But then I guess we wouldn't get an explanation as to what Alliance can do. Like we saw in “Multiplication”, it's basically an Alexa in ring form that totally isn't a front for supervillain activity. Marinette and Socqueline talk about Adrien, and Socqueline assumes the two are a couple after Marinette talks about how close they are, when all Marinette does is recap the whole thing about his mother “disappearing” and that he doesn't want to be a model. Wow, you really know him, don't you?

Eventually, the conversation goes back to Socqueline dressing up as Ladybug.

Marinette: Well, it’s a good thing you’re not trying to be a superhero, because it’s very dangerous to do the same thing they do when you don’t have magical powers and supersuits!

Socqueline: Yeah… Well, what if it’s a relief for Ladybug to have people help her?

Marinette: No way would she want that. It’s too risky!

Socqueline: Yes, but you gotta know when to step in. That’s the only way you can change things in life!

Marinette: I know. You told me that last year, but in this circumstance, it’s Ladybug’s job to take risks, and no one else’s! Because if everyone takes risks, then Ladybug may have to take more risks in order to deal with their risks, which is even riskier!

Mr. Damocles: Sounds like someone’s jealous because she wants to be a superhero.

Marinette: I do not! I’m Marinette! I’m very happy to be a normal girl, with a normal life, AND SO SHOULD EVERYONE ELSE!

Admittedly, this is a decent argument for Marinette and Socqueline to have, but I feel like they're kind of oversimplifying it. Yes, it's obvious that Socqueline and Mr. Damocles can't do much to help Ladybug without any powers, but that doesn't rule out Ladybug getting other allies in the form of local law enforcement or even other heroes with high-tech gadgets like Batman. It's also strange that the whole deal with Marinette last season was that she wasn't willing to trust anyone like Cat Noir, so wouldn't it make sense to call back to that, and consider getting help from people in other ways, like moral support?

While Socqueline tries to console Mr. Damocles, some of the dinosaurs from “Rocketear” break out, so Marinette quickly transforms into Ladybug to catch them again, but while she does so, she accidentally brings Socqueline's Alliance ring with her. Turns out that, shock of all shocks, Gabriel is secretly monitoring the Alliance rings, and the data gathered from the step counter app registers the user as moving around far beyond human capabilities. Gabriel obviously assumes that Socqueline is Ladybug, and transforms into Monarch, where we see how the new Akuma routine will go for the season. Sensing Mr. Damocles' negative emotions from believing he can't be a superhero, Monarch uses Kaalki's Voyage to send his Akuma towards one of his masks. When it reaches Mr. Damocles, Monarch uses his Alliance ring to grant him Daizzi's Gift, turning him into Darker Owl.

Darker Owl is basically just the same as Dark Owl, but with some shinier parts, and instead of the campier Batman he was originally themed after, he has a sightly deeper voice, not unlike Christian Bale's interpretation of the character. Nothing special, but compared to reusing past Akuma designs, at least an effort was made to make him look different.

Darker Owl breaks into the paint shop, believing Monarch's claim that Socqueline is Ladybug. Using one of his gadgets with the Pig Miraculous' gift, he traps Socqueline in her fantasy to be recognized as a hero by the real Ladybug and Cat Noir. Before she was trapped however, she secretly used her Alliance ring to trick Darker Owl into revealing where the Akuma is.

Of course, like a concerning amount of episodes before it, we finally get Adrien's first scene, where he's just playing video games until he learns about the Akuma, transforming into Cat Noir. Both heroes arrive to stop Darker Owl, who has taken Socqueline as a hostage, and while Cat Noir saves Socqueline, Ladybug summons her Lucky Charm, an old fashioned alarm clock.

After Cat Noir saves Socqueline, both him and Ladybug are hit by Gift, where their shared fantasy is beating Darker Owl and finding Monarch's business card in Mr. Damocles' jacket. After the two defeat Monarch and get the Miraculous back, they grow closer together, and eventually... get married... even though they're still teenagers.

Okay, that's very concerning, especially since Cat Noir's “suit” is just the Cat Blanc model with green eyes, but it's not like they're going to become parents too, right?

Oh.

Ohhhhhh....

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh nooooooo.....

Yep. The writers REALLY didn't think this through. I get that it didn't really happen, but I don't get why they had to make the fantasy of Ladybug and Cat Noir being all about them starting a family when they can't even afford new models to show that they're older so they could avoid these implications.

Putting that aside, the fantasy is decently put together, but it's nothing special compared to something like “Perchance to Dream” from Batman: The Animated Series. I like the recurring surreal imagery with the alarm clocks, and the babies looking like dolls could be seen as a way to show how fake this all is. On the other hand, I don't get whose fantasy this is exactly. Yeah, it's implied that since the same Gift bullet was fired at both Ladybug and Cat Noir, they're sharing an amalgamation of their fantasies (Ladybug defeating Monarch and getting the Miraculous back and Cat Noir starting a family with Ladybug), but it feels like more focus is given to Cat Noir's fantasy even though he didn't even get to do anything before the Akuma showed up. They even have the scene with him hesitating to leave the fantasy when it should have been Ladybug struggling to reject it. In fact, I think the reason this fantasy sequence rings hollow for me is because it doesn't really connect to the idea that Marinette wants a normal life. Wouldn't it make more sense for Marinette's fantasy to be a world where Socqueline or Alya is Ladybug instead of her? You could easily alternate between Marinette's fantasy where she lives a mundane life and alternate it with Cat Noir's fantasy where he embraces the superhero lifestyle. It would have made more sense given that this was a Marinette-centric episode,

Even after the two heroes break out, it's Cat Noir who snaps at Darker Owl, not Ladybug. You could have easily had a scene where Cat Noir is the one who has to restrain Ladybug from getting too aggressive while fighting Darker Owl to show how reliable of a partner he is. Instead, well... remember how last episode, Cat Noir felt a lot of guilt for accidentally Cataclysming Monarch when Monarch let himself take the hit? Yeah, he almost Cataclysms Darker Owl out of anger. Yeah, he’s not thinking straight, and he stops at the last minute, but it makes him look like a real hypocrite. It also doesn’t really reassure the audience that he's now the only ally Ladybug has at the moment. This moment would have made more sense if the roles were reversed, with Cat Noir begging Ladybug to not hurt Darker Owl because Monarch was the one who taunted them with their ideal lives.

Ladybug purifies the Akuma, gives Mr. Damocles a useless Magical Charm, fixes the minor damage Darker Owl caused, Daizzi is sent back to Monarch's lair, and nobody ever acknowledges that Cat Noir almost killed a man.

After Socqueline apologizes to Ladybug, and Ladybug gives a vague statement of wanting Socqueline to find another way to help, she goes back home as Marinette. Sabine offers her an Alliance ring, but Marinette decides against it, mostly because of what happened earlier.

The episode then ends to Ladybug talking with Cat Noir about what happened with Darker Owl, how he got the power of the Pig Miraculous, and what happened in their fantasy.

Cat Noir: Ladybug, that power of Jubilation... it’s supposed to show us our deepest desires, isn’t it?

Ladybug: Yes.

Cat Noir: But that was... that wasn’t real, right?

Ladybug: Tell me about it. The wedding, babies, totally… fake.

Cat Noir: Are you sure?

Ladybug: Monarch… must’ve altered it somehow, to trick us. Yeah, that’s got to be it.

Cat Noir: Of course, otherwise, it would be totally super weird, wouldn’t it?

Ladybug: Right. Totally… super… weird.

Yeah, calling what you two lived through “weird” is an understatement.

Overall, this episode was just mediocre, and other than the climax, there wasn't much for me to talk about.

Socqueline as a character confuses me. Do we really need another member of Marinette's friend group, especially when you could have easily replaced Socqueline with another character? Seriously, someone like Alya, Mylene, Kagami, Zoe, or even Chloe would have worked better, as their personalities and motivations would fit a story like this. She's just an unnecessary addition to an already bloated cast of characters.

I will say I liked how the villain side of things was handled. In a world where the use of technology in our daily lives is more common, the idea of the Alliance rings being a way for Gabriel to monitor the public is pretty clever. I’m still confused as to why he even needs to use a Miraculous to give Akumas more powers when he can already do that with Akumas in the first place, but I like how the conflict seems to be ramping up.

I also don't get the point of this conflict, especially since we already did it three seasons ago. Back in “The Dark Owl”, it was unnecessary because Ladybug and Cat Noir were already doing a good job at fighting Hawkmoth's Akumas, but now, he's stronger than ever, and they need all the help they can get. Yeah, Mr. Damocles and Socqueline were endangering themselves by trying to help others, but at least they're doing something after everyone just gave up preparing for Monarch's new wave of Akumas in “Multiplication”. But then again, at least Ladybug didn't call either of them entitled for actually wanting to help people instead of focusing on their own selfish desires like the “hero” in Kamen Rider Geats.

Even the resolution feels tacked on. In “The Dark Owl”, the ending was similar, with Mr. Damocles choosing to stop trying to be a hero, but instead focusing on doing community service, helping people in his own way. Here? Ladybug tells Socqueline to help someone without endangering herself, and we don't get any follow-up on that, not even with Mr. Damocles. It feels more tacked on than anything else.

It doesn't help that despite the episode hinting at Marinette wanting a normal life, the actual highlight of the episode, the fantasy sequence, doesn't really connect to those wishes, as Marinette stays transformed the whole time. From an out of universe perspective, it's obviously because Cat Noir and Monarch can't find out who Ladybug is, but it's not clear why her fantasy is like that. You could have easily thrown in something like that rule they established last episode of Miraculous magic not being able to interfere with other Miraculous, so Monarch and Darker Owl have to make up their own ideal fantasy for Ladybug and Cat Noir to live in because they can't completely read their minds. Well that, and also, DON'T SHOW TWO TEENAGERS BECOMING PARENTS WITHOUT EVEN AGING, BECAUSE IT GIVES OFF THE VIBE THAT THEY HAD SEX.

This episode wasn't really terrible, more boring than anything else. At least I had something to talk about with the past three episodes, but here? Outside of the fantasy, there's not much else to say.

THE BIGGEST IDIOT OF THE EPISODE IS... MR. DAMOCLES

Even though he already learned his lesson three seasons ago, he still didn't get that a man of his age and physique wasn't fit to be a superhero. At least Socqueline was established to be in good shape for her age. On top of that, he easily gave away his cover (even if it was obvious, the joke before was that everyone else pretended to not know who he is) at the drop of a hat, and when he was supposedly confronted with Ladybug's civilian identity, he didn't think to just rip her earrings off, and spent way too much time talking before he zapped her with a Gift bullet.

[itsouttherenow]

Snippet 2

Another Snipper for y'all to read. Enjoy.

TICK TICK TICK TICK

The sounds of the clock and turning gears filled her head. That and the soft even breathing of the small girl she was currently holding close to her chest. Some might say a bit possessively. 

“Ms.Belladonna?” asked the old man in front of her.

“OH, um yes headmaster?” asked Blake.

“I asked, why?”

Yes, why. A simple question, one that she couldn’t answer. Why, well she didn’t know.

Like why did she leave Adam and the White Fang?

Why did she think that becoming a huntress would help human faunus relations?

Why didn’t she change her name if she wanted to stay low?

Why…

Why did she refuse to give up the girl?

She had no obligation to keep her. She could have just taken her to Vale, where she was going to anyways, and drop her off at the nearest orphanage. But she didn’t. Why?

“Well?” inquired the headmaster again.

“I-I I don’t know.” she finally said.

“Well, then let me ask you this, why become a huntress?”

Easy.

“To help better relations between human and faunus.”

“And do you still think that?”

No, no she didn’t.

“No.”

“Then why keep her.” he pointed to the girl she was currently holding. A bit defensively.

She thought back to the night where she was given a girl.

It was a stormy night, lighting flashed violently across the sky. The winds blowing stronger than wind dust, hallowing louder than a beowulf.

“Take her and run as far as you can in the other direction. I’ll keep him away.” said a bloody muscular blonde man.

“BU-but I don’t know you. How can you trust me with her?” Blake asked frantically. It's not everyday that you get dumped with a child into your hands.

“Ruby.”

“What?”

“Her name is Ruby.”

“But I can’t, there has to be another way.”

A maniac laughter rang through the woods, louder than the screaming winds. Guess there was no other choice.

“But how can you trust me?” She repeated her question to the man.

“Because I see a girl who wants to change. You could have stayed hidden, but you didn’t. Hell, you could have just killed me and Ruby. But you didn’t. You have a heart. One that wants to change the world. So please, take her. Save her.”

Conflict filled her mind. She could run and pretend this never happened. She could stay and help the man fight. She co-

“OK give her to me.”

Or she could just take the kid.

“Thank you.”

“I’m sorry.” Blake said in an attempt to console the man.

“Tai.” said the man.

“What?”

“My name’s Taiyang Xiao-Long. Her father. Her mother’s name is Summer Rose. Her’s” Tai pointed to the girl who had a red blanket wrapped around her. “Is Ruby Rose.”

“I promise that I’ll let nothing harm her.” stated Blake.

“Thank you. Don’t let her forget about us.”

“I won’t.” Blake promised

With that, Tai ran in the opposite direction. Drawing the attention of whoever was chasing him.

And that was the last she ever saw of Tai.

“Because,” she started, “because me being a huntress now doesn’t change much. Sure I can help people as a faunus and change their opinions. But that won’t stop the hate.” She looked down at Ruby, softly breathing.

“Because societal change doesn’t happen with the current generation. It starts with the new one. The young. We can make them tolerant, make them see the errors in their parents' ways. Make them want to be better. Make them…want to change the world.”

The headmaster of Beacon smiled at Blake.

“Well Miss Belladonna, I would be happy to have the both of you attending Beacon Academy.”

‘And because I promised that I will keep her safe. That nothing would harm her.’ she thought.

‘Nothing will harm Ruby Rose, my precious gem.’

Wait. What did she just say?

[ryuichirou]

Replies

More replies! :)

hipsterteller asked:

I saw the artwork of Jade and Rook, and the only thing I could say is-

"Oh please tell me they didn't kill someone"

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Anonymous asked:

Yep, both weirdos doing weird stuff. Also, context on their murder?

I really love how the first ask is in denial, hoping for the best, and the second one is “alright who did they kill this time” LOL

Unfortunately though, there is no context, I’m just sure this is something both of them do, so it’s only a matter of time until they stumble upon each other. It would definitely be funny…

I keep joking about Jade just feeding randos with his mushrooms, even though it’s not really how mushrooms work, but I’ll keep telling this joke until the day I die and get buried in the forest myself lol

Anonymous asked:

MEGARA!

YES!!!!! <3 <3 <3

Your childhood crushes really cement one’s type… we rewatched Hercules about a year ago, and it really made me remember just how much I loved this girl.

Anonymous asked:

seeing idia in a consensual relationship/situation with azul is like a jumpscare on this page

Thank you Anon!! I’m genuinely happy that you’re so used to seeing messed-up stuff that anything wholesome seems surprising lol We really do have our preferences…

But if that makes it easier, with these two it’s almost always just a fleeting moment before they start arguing again over something super unimportant or messing up each other’s lives. There is no way these could actually coexist without it lol

Anonymous asked:

Ironically enough if Azul was Regina I could see Vil being a decent Janis

He doesn't share a lot of the same fashion traits as her but he is honest and can hold a grudge for a long time

(this is related to one reply from this post)

Wow, Vil as Janis is something I never considered. This type of pettiness is closer to Vil’s, that’s true lol

Jamil would also maybe work as Janis.

But now all I can think about is Vil in a grungy-punky look… a complete delusion, but an aesthetically pleasing one.

Anonymous asked:

This sounds a bit too mean (to Malleus), but what reactions do you think he may have if Lilia's fucking him and accidentally moans his mother's name instead 👀

Since we can’t say anything about ch7 yet (still haven’t watched it), so there might be any specific aspect that I’m missing, but in general I’m pretty sure Malleus is going to be super damn pissed if Lilia moaned any name that isn’t his while they have sex lol He might even get angry and destroy everything and only then go “wait what?” realising what the name was.

blackbutlerfandomnerddomain asked:

I might bombard the inbox with thoughts so sorry in advance! I lowkey see Sebek and Silver starting as a thing after realizing Malleus and Lilia were a thing (I find the idea Silver having the Windows reloading sound in his mind as he’s like “Ooooooooh” when realizing his two dads are lovers really funny), and I’m currently writing a fic based of Ch.7 where Sebek kissed Silver finally during the fight, making them official finally

No worries, as long as you don’t mind waiting. You know how it is with me and replies lol, but I’m slowly but surely replying to everything.

Bonding over the trauma of realisation that Malleus and Lilia are a thing lol well jokes aside, it’s probably not as traumatic for Silver, but the realisation could still be the “oh” moment for sure. Let Malleus and Lilia be an example for the younglings lol

Good luck with your fic!^^

Anonymous asked:

Hear me out: Fem Idia with the song Worst Taste In Girls by Charley

Alright now that I’ve finally listened to the song!

She really does have the worst taste in girls… Although, she has even less autonomy in her love life than the heroine of the song unfortunately lol But Idia is prone to thinking that whenever things go kinda well, it’s never going to last long.

[vendetta-if]

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hey I'm just loving the story so so much and that scene with Yvette was *chefs kiss*...sorry this will probably be a long rant its just the things you've made me feel 😩😔...if I could read the entire story right now I'd sell a kidney 😂

I'm hoping we can have more conversations with Yvette like we did to really dive into her character, thoughts and feelings especially towards our MC...I usually have a hard time with her character because it always seems like she doesn't really regret what she did as much and seems more like she's approached MC and doing what she's doing mostly, if not solely, because she feels cornered and not as someone that also regrets their decisions and wishes to repair the relationship they DONT have with their child...I know she can feel both those and they can be her motivations, but it just feels like she's driven by the former and not the latter..so I'm looking forward to our interactions with her and if there will be options to let MCs frustrations, sadness, anger and longing bare before her I will...I'd be open to making amends but she has to know and feel everything her absence put MC through and my MC needs to see her genuinely, proactively and consistently care for them before they consider thinking of them as their mother again, nobody can top papa Vic 😂 he set the damn bar too high but if she can put half as much effort hey then we're getting somewhere...

And i have to say, your characters as well are so well written and realistic and raw that I get so engrossed in every little thing they do and I can't help but feel that they're real people with real scars, issues, hopes, dreams, problems and aspirations and relate with them...because I understand Yvettes thought process its like 'I've come too far to look back now' and she feels like she can't let go of everything she built because it would sort of make all her sacrifices meaningless or she may feel she doesn't deserve too and I think she did mention something like that but I wonder if she knows that hurts my MC more 😭😭

Anyway for an ask i wondering what Yvettes fears and or regrets are 'if they're not spoiler' are towards MC and the relationship between the both of them especially because Yvette is asking them to hunt the man that killed her former lover and father of her child 😅...especially if its a vengeful 'I WILL STOP YOU EVEN IF IT KILLS ME' MC...do they fear losing MC like they did Victor or has that not crossed their mind

Sorry it got pretty long but before i vanish I just want to encourage you and say you're awesome and stay blessed!!! its probably not easy making your content and living your life irl but you do it anyways and for that we are more than grateful 🙏

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Thank you so much for the kind words 🥰🙏 And I’m glad you’re loving the characters and feel like they’re realistic 🥺🥺 Also, don’t worry about sending this long ask, I love reading you guys’ reactions to the story ❤️ And, don’t sell your kidney for the story, the Morozovs don’t deal in organ trafficking 😆

So, about Yvette, yes, MC will have an optional chance to do a little hang out session with Yvette in the future where they’ll be able to have another conversation with her ☺️

Also, I love how readers interpret the talk with Yvette a little bit differently from each other. Some readily accept her apology and see it as sincere regret, while some, like you, are more skeptical and don’t readily forgive her right away.

Right now, I planned to let those that don’t forgive her the first time to change their mind in the future if they want to. It’s not 100% guaranteed as all plans are subjects to change constantly , but I’d really love to include that.

As for your question, I’m actually not really sure what Yvette’s fears are in the context of her relationship with MC other than messing up her second chance if MC decides to forgive her and MC dying 🥺 She doesn’t really fear MC hating her per se, because it is what she has been believing and expected all these years.

And yes, the thought of losing MC has crossed her mind before, and you can actually see that in the Luka and Yvette Funeral Talk Side Story in case you haven’t checked it out. She would be devastated if MC died, she doesn’t want that. When she came to ask for MC’s help, she just expected MC to talk with Luka or Grandpa and basically just be on standby to help with sharing information about the underworld that’s needed and connecting the group to the Morozovs’ resources and connections, instead of MC actively participating and hunting down the killer 😔

[lyon-amore]

What if...? Duskwood Chapter 26

Chapter 25 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

*Macie POV*

 I enter the Rogers' garage, looking for Richy with my eyes. I thought he would be at reception, as Jessy isn’t here.    "Um... I'm not doing anything wrong walking in on my own right?" I whisper. After all, I was visiting a friend.     I walk into the car repair area and find him with Dan's car. I'm sure he hasn't examined the car so far because he didn't believe it had been tampered with either. I approach slowly, lucky that his back is to me, so I can give him a surprise.

 I place my hands like I have a gun and place it on his back.    "You are under arrest, Mr. Roger!" I exclaimed, trying to put on a slightly deep voice, although impossible,     Richy is startled and hits his head as he stands up. I let out a laugh and he turns around, looking pained.    "Please-…. Macie?" Richy looks at me nervously, almost as if he's seen a ghost.    "Hello Richy." I greeted, with a charming smile.    "What-" he chuckles, looking around "what are you doing here?" He asks with an annoyed tone "I mean! It's not that I'm not glad to see you!" He points to me with his hands, still nervous "You're here, Wow! Ah… Wow, I don't know what to say…"    "Do I look that bad in person?" I joke, seeing that he can't speak.    "Yes- I mean!" He stop talking and sigh "I better shut up before I says any more nonsense."     I laugh again and lean against the car, looking at him.    "Dan's famous car…" I say without taking my eyes off all the wreckage. "Did you manage to find anything?"    "No sign of tampering" he replies, taking off his gloves. ", But what are you doing here? And where are you staying? I ask out of concern, since everyone in Duskwood wants… Well, you know." He makes a gesture like shooting himself in the head, pretending that he dies.     I nod making an annoyed sound. Luckily it hasn't happened yet.    << Faster than I thought. >>    "I'm here for work," I replied, putting my hands in the pocket of my sweatshirt, "a report on the Pine Glade festival" I see him nod, also leaning against the car "and I'm staying at Jessy's house."  "Really? Have you seen her?" He asks me worried about her.    "Yes, just before leaving, she told me 'Make yourself at home' and she left me in her house alone.    "How strange that she didn't tell me you were here..."    "Well, with the Phil topic…" I let out a long breath. It has been a strong blow for her.    "Yeah, about Phil…" I see that he really seems to feel bad about the situation "I can't believe they arrested him, I mean… Just giving free drinks to pretty girls shouldn't be a crime."     I roll my eyes. Even at times like this he jokes.    "Do I remind you that because of you and that pack of matches, Cleo and Thomas wanted to enter the basement?" I ask angrily.    "I was trying to help with any clues, too" he says, shrugging. ", But where's Jessy?"    "She's…" I take a breath and get serious. Ground set "She's gone to Iris's house, Jennifer Hanson's mother" I use the last name she had found on the internet researching on my own. Of this I hadn’t yet told.     I see Richy's expression change, even this time he does turn pale. He starts to look at the floor, nervous.    "You gave me the wrong name" I give him a friendly shove, with a laugh "or as it was ten years ago, maybe you didn't remember it right?"    "Yeah, that's it" he laughs, holding on to his cap. ". That case was a long time ago, the truth is that I still gives me the willies. Knowing that the murderer was never found made all of Duskwood nervous for a while," he explains calmly. Although his hand tells me otherwise when I see it, gripping the car tightly "But I already told you, there's no way Jennifer's case and Hannah's are related."    "Well, it seems so." I brush my hair behind my ear, doing this, I can show my eyes, searching his with confidence "Hannah told Iris that the same man who killed Jennifer was after her."    "And that's the man who kidnapped her?" he asks me, turning around to put away the tools.    "For now, it's the first theory I have" I see him concentrating on keeping each tool well placed in its place, slowly "and the clue we have is a car, an AMC Gremlin."     He drops a tool and curse.    "Sorry." he apologizes, looking at me. "Don't tell me that now you're going to make that hacker go file by file looking for that car on the internet?" He laughs, going back to put the tool right.    "And why not?    "Because I doubt I'll be able to find anything," he replies, moving closer again "there aren't any files on our computers from that time… And I wouldn't want it to get into our current files, you know what I think of it."    "That's why Jessy is going to take care of it" I dare say, ", if you don't mind, of course."    "If she finds something," he crosses his arms thoughtfully, "they're files from ten years ago. Who knows if they'll still be around?"    "For trying," I shrugged "But since you didn't take care of that, you may not even know if it still around, right?"    "Yeah, I guess you're right," he sighs, touching his cap again. "And when is Jessy coming back?"    "First she is going to go to the Duskwood police station, she wants to be able to find out who accused Phil."    "And if he was the hacker?" He asks me. I don't see anything strange in his question, he means it "Think about it, he is very interested in looking for Hannah and with everything that has been said, maybe he has given false information."    "Can you all stop accusing Jake without knowing him?" I get upset, letting my feelings out, "Jake is innocent! He wouldn't do something like that, he would risk more trouble."     Richy looks at me surprised at my anger, he almost seems hurt for saying that.   "Wait here." he tells me before heading back to the offices.        I try to relax. Anything that involves accusing or pointing fingers at Jake for something he hasn't done bothers me. I can't stand being treated like this.    <<But of course, only I really know Jake…>> 

I stay waiting giving the car touches with my finger. If all goes well, this may be over soon.    "I'm done" Richy returns, hands behind his back and a smile. ". Extends your hand."     I roll my eyes and sit up, moving away from the car. I listen and extend my hands. He leaves a chocolate bar in my hand, with the logo of his store on it. I look at it with great interest, as if it were the best thing that exists. It's just that it's a chocolate!   "You said that you prefer chocolate to a cup before, so I ordered a few at the bakery. " he answers me while I spin the chocolate bar "Well?"     I open the package and take the chocolate to my mouth. Delicious!    "Um… Is this blackmail for what you said about Jake?" I ask, covering my mouth to eat.    "More of an apology." He smiles.     I stare at him, hesitating for a moment. He's a good friend and yet… I can't believe what I'm thinking.    "Hey Richy." I start to say, afraid.    "Yes Macie?" He doesn't erase his smile. It’s hurts.    "Is there something that worries you? Or what would you like to tell me?" I ask, while I cover the chocolate again "You know I'm your friend, right? You can be honest with me."     Richy looks away, hiding with his cap.    "I'm just…" he exhales "I'm worried about Jessy" he says, trying to look me in the eye " Hannah's kidnapping, your false accusations, the attack, Phil's arrest… I'm really worried about her, it's just that…" he squeezes hand tightly. "She shouldn't go through all this."    “I know."     I try to stay calm. I mustn’t get upset.    "Why... why don't you take more chocolates?" He signals for me to follow him to the reception. It seems like he's already kicking me out in a roundabout way. He hands me the glass bowl "Take the ones you want."    “Okay…” I take five and put them in my sweatshirt. I hear how he laughs "What? What's happening?    "Leave a little bit for the others."    “There is no sign that says 'Take only one'.”    "Thanks for the idea."     I laugh too, at least, letting the atmosphere between the two of us be more relaxed.    “I have to go now” I say, pointing to the door. ”I loved seeing you in person.”    "And me too, and how long will you stay?"    "Until the festival ends, why?"    "Oh, well…" he scratches his neck nervously, avoiding looking at me "We could all go together and show you the Pine Glade festival and help you tell you everything we know."    "I'd love to."     He goes to hug me but he remembers that his uniform is full of car oil. He ends up shaking my hand to say goodbye. I hope my theory was worth coming here for, if not… I'll feel like the worst person in the world. On the way to the motel, I stopped by the cafeteria to buy two coffees. I was sure Jake was going to need one. I knock on his door and he opens a little to see who's outside. I see that he is wearing the mask and sweatshirt.    "Ah, it's you" he says more relieved ", everything okay?"    "Yeah, I'm done." I hand him the cup and he takes it. "I thought you would need a couple of batteries."     He lets out a laugh and he looks at me.    "Thank you."    "Are you doing well?"    "I still have a little more left" he looks inside for a moment and then at me "Can you wait a little longer?"    "Sure, I'll be in my room then." I waved, indicating that I'm close.    "Or also…"     He stays quiet and stops looking at me. I wait a bit for him to invite me in.    "Get some rest." he finally tells me.    "Sure" I smile while inside I scream. ". Send me a message then okay?"    "Yes, do not worry."     He closes the door and I head to my door. If I had suggested staying in his room, would he have invited me?    "Do you want to come in?" I turn to hear Jake after opening the door "I still have to look at chats, but if you want we can talk about it while I'm reading."     I will reply when I receive a notification. I pick up my phone and look at the group chat. Thomas asks to continue the conversation about Phil's arrest.    "The group?"    "Yes," she answered, a little annoyed at having chosen the most inopportune moment. "Is the invitation still standing?" I ask, now daring "I can stay in bed talking to the group while you're busy."    "In…in my bed?" He asks nervously.    "Yeah, well... You're using the only seat in the room for the computer-"    "Of course, right." I see how he blushes. I control myself in laughing, what was he thinking? "Come on, they'll be waiting for you in the group."     I approach with a smile and enter the room.

 I lie face down on the bed and Jake returns to his work reading the chats. I hope they haven't waited too long for me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 Thomas Can we please carry on here? Cleo Yes, I’m back already, too Macie Richy? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 Richy was usually one of the first to always go online and I know he was already done looking around with Dan's car because he was there. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 Dan So, is everyone allowed to speak their minds now? Macie Everyone already is Dan Good My case is crystal clear I screwed up with Phil because I left him hanging in the Aurora Shortly afterwards, my car’s brakes suddenly fail Just as I happened to be driving home from the date with his sister ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 I roll my eyes at what he says. That's not a reason to accuse Phil of anything and after talking to him several times, he's not the least bit interested in the stories of Jessy and her friends, but I find it normal that he gets upset because he didn't show up for work. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 Cleo When I wanted to question Phil about Hannah, he reacted very oddly Ran his mouth off about Hannah  and couldn’t get rid me quick enough -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------

 <<Hey, Cleo, when they accused you of something, don't get mad when you react badly, advice for someone who's been accused. >> ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 Macie Which I can understand from today’s point of view Cleo Excuse me? Macie According to him, you weren’t exactly being affable Cleo I might have tried breaking down his reserve, far point But that doesn’t excuse the way he acted Macie And ridiculous clues are not justifiable either 😑 Dan Hey, who said I was done talking? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    "Ooh!" I get out of bed and reach for a candy bar, opening it. "Open your mouth, Jake." I walk over to him, standing next to him.   "What for?"    "Just do it." I laugh at his doubt.     He opens his mouth and bites into some chocolate. He makes a sound that he likes and he looks at me.    "Thank you." he says after finishing eating the piece.    "You're welcome, I'll leave it here" I leave the chocolate on top of the paper in which he was wrapped on the table and return to bed.    "Roger's Garage?" Jake asks. He must have taken the chocolate.    “I went to see Richy,” I say, looking up from my phone. “Any problem?    "No, none," he answers awkwardly "But I remember you said you were going to see someone special."     I smile at how upset he seems.    "A friend can also be special, Jake." I replied, while smiling to hear him like that.    "Yes, of course, yes, I know…" I hear him murmur "Friends are also… Special."     I shake my head, letting out a laugh.    "What?" He asks me, turning around a bit.    "No, nothing, everything perfect." I answered, trying to put on an innocent face.     Jake rolls his eyes and goes back to the computer, taking a sip of coffee.    "And the chocolate isn't that good" he finally says ", I've had better."    "Uh-huh, sure."     I still need more evidence and theories to talk about my suspicions. He told me at the beginning that he suspected someone, what if he is the same person I think? I must not jump at first and accuse without first building the scenario in my mind. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 Jessy I’ve just been to the police And they know pretty much everything About Lilly's video, that we got involved, that we’re hiding evidence! That a wanted hacker among us And they know about you, Macie Macie That can only mean trouble for Jake ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    "Jake." I get up from the bed and walk over to him, showing him the conversation. I start to bite my thumbnail, nervous "what do we do?"     He stares at the screen, frowning.    "Well, the Duskwood police don't know what I am like or who I really am at the moment," he hands me back the phone. " And it's not his job to arrest me either, don't worry about me, I care more about you. Did they say something to you while you were going to see Richy or when you came back?"    "No, I was wearing the hood all the time" I answered, more concerned. ". I also imagined it on my part, but what about you?"    "It's all under control." He takes my hand and smiles at me. "Nobody's going to get me, and you know why."     I know he's saying that so I won't worry, but it's horrible to think that they could take him away from me.    <<I feel that I am becoming obsessed with this fear, I must calm down a bit. Jake's safe in here, as long as he doesn't get out of here, he'll be fine. >>

 I return to the conversation. Jessy and Cleo argue again. I actually wonder if they've ever been friends or just have Hannah in common as a friend. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 Jessy I know one of you has testified against Phil The police chief told me ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Oh perfect. We have a snitch in the group. What else can happen? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 Thomas Because of Phill called Hannah. The same day she disappeared Jessy Who says that? Thomas Macie ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 Saying it that way, it seems that I have accused Phil, when in fact is not like that. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 Jessy You talked about Phil? As suspect? Macie But only because Cleo and Thomas Jessy Why didn't you tell me, Macie? ☹️ Macie Because I don't believe that Phil kidnapped Hannah. Richy Jessy, it was me who that whole thing going It’s me you should be angry ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 Jessy logs out. Great…

 I see the chat between Richy and Jessy. She believes that she has been Richy, but it is not true. He has not been, of that I am sure of it, and I have been able to notice it. In the end, Jessy decides to quit her job because she believes that Richy is to blame for her brother's arrest.

 I stretch out on the bed closing my eyes. All this tension in the group is not good, if everyone starts accusing each other, we could end up not trusting each other.

 It's perfect, I get to Duskwood and things get worse than before. *Jake POV*

 I finish reading the chats and turn in my chair to tell Macie. I close my mouth when I see her lying on the bed, without writing. Is the conversation over?

 I get up, careful not to wake her, and I approach her, watching her sleep. I look at hers lips and think about kissing her. These thoughts… I have to calm down.

 She slowly opens her eyes, looking at me sleepily.    "I have read up on everything." I say, without raising my voice.    "Welcome back..." she answers, sitting up in bed.    "Thank you" I see how she stretches herself and she complains "tired?"    "No, I had just closed my eyes for a few seconds," she answers and yawns. I laughs at her and she looks at me badly. "Well, okay, but because I haven't slept well in a long time."    "Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but it's time to work."    "Don't disappoint me, I was looking forward to it." she sits down and she looks at me waiting.    "There really were quite a few things that I had to catch up on" I begins to say, pulling a chair closer to the bed. ". It seems that the group begins to divide."     Macie looks at me concerned. From the messages that I have been reading, in the end she has grown fond of the group, they were even playing through the link that I saw.    "I'm scared of being pulled to one side."     I don't know what to say exactly. I see all of Macie and Lilly's friends as mere objects to help me uncover the truth behind Hannah's kidnapping. Or that's what I think, when I saw that Jessica was attacked, I felt that it must be my fault. I gave Macie a hard time seeing her friend get attacked.    <<And again my thoughts return to her. >>    "Yes, I understand" I put a hand on her shoulder, trying to reassure her. ". A situation like this can have its benefits, because it presents two opposite points of view simultaneously. The difficulty for you now lies in remaining objective” Macie frowns, a little annoyed. ". It seems that the group begins to divide."    "I'll try…"     She have to keep an eye on each action now, we cannot let this be a setback.    "I have to admit this arrest has come as real surprise to me."    "And I don't think Phil was counting on being arrested, either." I see in her eyes how worried she is for him and it bothers me.     I don't understand why worry about someone who treats her sister badly and who sees women as objects. If you're pretty, a free drink? He is the worst guy there is. I am thankful that I am not like him.    "I don’t suppose he was" I finally answered, trying to calm me down. "The police have been investigating for a long time on levels that we have not been able to access. I think the general mood has influenced our expectations of the police significantly."    "In other words, that very possibly thanks to 'The Three Musketeers', that has helped them."    “We could pretty much say but" I start thinking about what we have so far of any clues that it's Phil. I hate that there isn't any "it seems like there isn’t enough evidence on either side."    “I have to find out who gave evidence against against Phil."     Seeing her determined face makes my heart race.

I can't help but get nervous, what she does is incredible. I love that instinct to want to know the truth, it's very natural.    "Yes" I start to think about the situation "Who would gain anything from keeping information about Phil secret from the group?"     I await Macie's response, who seems to hesitate.    “Someone who thinks they can get to Hannah that way."     By stopping the alleged kidnapper, he may talk. Although there is no indication that Phil is... At the moment.    "It's true," I admit. "In any case, we can’t assume that we will find out who it was any time soon."    "It bothers me a lot" she says angrily. "Whoever is in the group, I'm not going to forgive them."     I don't know if Phil is important to her, but it hurts. The way she cares about him makes me feel bad about myself. Inferior to him.    "I've seen the conversation you had with Phil" I open the topic and I feel like I should stop, but I can't control myself, it's as if I can't think clearly because of what I feel for her "Why did he invite you to come to the Aurora?"     Macie looks at me surprised. So far I haven't noticed, but my voice sounds like I'm upset.    "Because I'm his sister's friend." she replies innocently.     I frowned. Actually, I'm not angry with her, but with him. I don't trust Phil or what he might try to do with her.    "You said you would go."     I see how she outlines a smile. I should have stopped.    "Are you jealous?"    “No.” I lie.    "Yes."     I sigh and cross my arms, ignoring her gaze.    "He seems very unlikable."    "What?" She lets out a laugh "On the contrary."     I don't know if she wants to bother me or is serious.    "Well, then it’s just me who doesn’t like him" I continue to contradict her. I don't know what you saw in him to say that. "You shouldn't have come to Duskwood, Macie" I fix my eyes on her brown ones, quite serious. ". It's too dangerous for you to be here."    "An objective analysis leaves no room for jealousy" she now answers, crossing her arms.    "But my worries about you do." I reply quickly, approaching her and resting my hands on the bed.     We stare at each other and she brings her hand to my face, caressing me lovingly.    "Don't worry" she smiles at me calmly ", nothing will happen to me while I'm in Duskwood."    “Promise me” I say firmly “, that you'll be careful while you're here."    “I promise you Jake, I'm not going to put myself in danger."    "Thank you Macie." I lean my forehead against hers, closing my eyes. "I couldn't bear knowing you're in trouble…” I whispered, close to her lips.    "I could say the same, you know?" She answers me and I feel the air from her mouth close to mine.    I walk away slowly, remembering not to have a distraction right now. I was supposed to talk about everything she's accomplished without me and chatting and here I am… Worried that I might lose her. Is not professional of me.    "I…" I clear my throat, once again leaving the big space between us "I saw that you noted the name 'Alan' on Hannah's telephone list.    "I even know who he is" I see how he breathes in and out with difficulty, is he okay? ". He's the Duskwood police chief."    “Interesting…” I think the reason why she would call him, would she be because of the man who was following her?  "So Hannah contacted the police shortly before she disappeared. Perhaps she wanted help."    “Or she wanted to give testimony.” I remember Macie saying that maybe she did something terrible. I'm afraid that's the case, but it should be accepted. "But the conversation didn’t last very long."

     Seat when remembering the duration of the call.    "Well spotted. Giving evidence in such a short time would therefore have not been possible.” I see Macie clutching the sheets tightly, thinking. It seems that something is bothering her a lot, I would love to know what she is ". In spite of everything I would like to tie in with our last lead. You do want to carry on investigating, don’t you?"     She looks at me like I was right, with a half smile.    "I wouldn't stay here otherwise," she lets out a slack laugh. "We are closer to Hannah than ever before."    "Yes Macie, we are" I replied with a smile. She's spent too much of her life on this case. "The fact that Hannah got this bracelet from a pawn shop could take us a huge step further."    "I've thought about that too. That way, we can find out who left it there in the first place. "    "Correct." I get up from my chair, pacing the room. "It almost vexes me that I didn’t think of it earlier. "    "Don’t worry, I could say the same." she excuses me and I smile at her.    "This fact furthermore tells us another important detail about the original seller." I should have thought of that. Maybe we're lucky and the store owner can tell us something. "Taking an object to a pawn shop usually means that you return at later point to retrieve your item once again."    “So it wasn’t Jennifer’s killer then.” Macie jumps up, like a light bulb has gone off.    "Yes. We must assume so" I answered at her deduction. "We should find out who originally handed in the bracelet, I’m sure you know that this is a task for you.” I winked at her, knowing that so far, her help has come in handy.    “Great! I was already looking forward to a mission.” she answers me with a wink and I laugh.

 I see that then she doubts for a moment whether to speak to me or not. She gives me a few looks, too, almost accusatory.    "What's going on, Macie?" I ask worried, approaching her and taking her hands "What are you worried about?"    "You… you deleted Hannah's emails, didn’t you?" She asks me, and I notice that she doesn't hold my hands like she used to, like she's doubting me.    "Yes. But by now I’m sure you understand why I had to do that."     She nods slowly. Something else worries her.    "Yes, I think I do…" she shrugs doubtfully "Do you ever ask yourself if we're going too far?"    "How far is too far when it comes to a person’s life?" I don't want to argue with her, but I want to understand her concern." I cannot answer that question" she lowers her head, looking at the floor "Can you, Macie?"     Macie looks at me hard. We both have different opinions on how to finish the search for Hannah. I know she couldn't help but become attached to the group. I left her alone and they was the support of her that she had.    "As soon another life is in danger because of it."    "You mean your friends, right?"     Macie goes to answer, but her cell phone rings.

 She breaks apart and she pulls her cell phone out of her sweatshirt. Little by little I see how her face is changing. I don't understand that expression. Is it fear or emotion?    "What is it?" I ask worried.    "So we're not going too far, are we?" She tells me, showing me the chat.     In it she showed me that Jessica had sent her a photo. A photo of a door with a bloodstained crow on it.

 He had just marked her.

Chapter 27

[teddyniffler]

Chapter 27: The Burrow

“And this, Garreth, was why your auntie wanted to speak with you before you arrived” Mr Weasley told his son.

Typical Garreth to foil a plan that should have been failproof.

“I was not going to show my face in public, I had, um, a rather unfortunate reaction to one of my grooming tonics, but never mind that. How did it come to be that Sebastian Sallow is in our bathroom right this second? He’s meant to be in St Mungos! The Prophet said he went missing and they’ve been looking for him. Oh my, you kidnapped him, did you? You’re kidnappers!”

Garreth’s green eyes lit up with excitement.

“No, of course they did not kidnap him, don’t be ridiculous.” Professor Weasley had appeared at the back door, letting herself in as Garreth’s mother greeted her.

"You were meant to meet me this morning." She reminded Garreth sternly.

“Sebastian Sallow’s in my home!” Garreth repeated in a loud whisper, awestruck. “Did you know? And is it true, did he really kill his un-“

The look from both his parents and auntie silenced him in seconds.

“Okay, okay, Sorry, I’ll just be quiet.” He said, defeated, but still very eagerly looking from his parents, wanting answers this very second.

“Sebastian is in our home as he is not well, we are caring for him and no, he did not do what he was accused off.” Mrs Weasley said, hushing her boy with one look as Garreth opened his mouth again, a light in his eye.

“Of course.” Garreth said. “But what about St Mungos?”

“They were no longer suitable for him.” Matilda said.

“Yes, but how exactly did he get here, you’re all stalling, come on, tell me.” Garreth begged, now bouncing on the tips of his toes, but nobody was going to answer him, for footsteps on the stairs announced Sebastian’s return.

A few moments later, Sebastian returned to the living room, he lowered himself onto the couch. He looked flushed and a little sick, As Garreth watched, he sipped from a small cup on the coffee table next to him.

“Hi Sebastian.” Garreth nodded to him. “Good to see you again.”

Sebastian’s eyes flickered over him, he blinked and as Garreth watched, it seemed his ex-classmate’s eyes lost a little focus.

Garreth moved his eyes away respectfully, he had witnessed enough already to avert his eyes. This wasn’t normal for Sebastian, who was normally alert and watchful. The classmate Garreth remembered was forthcoming and approachable, even for a Slytherin.

The Sebastian that Garreth knew would often ask about his latest invention, would often offer sweets or secret Dueling club invites, which Garreth would turn down. He was an inventor, not a dueler. The Sebastian in front of him now, was as far from Sebastian as could be. He didn’t even look entirely like himself if Garreth was being honest. He looked slightly drunk, his eyes dull and unfocused, his hair wasn’t the normal stylishly disheveled look, but more bed head, even his clothing looked easy to remove and Garreth was sure he could see nightwear underneath.

One thing was certain to Garreth, the boy in front of him wasn’t going to be duelling so much as a practice dummy for a long time.

“So” Professor Weasley said, now sitting at the kitchen table, “Sebastian is here, in our family home, but nobody can know he is here, and Garreth, that is very important. When you go back to Hogwarts, you can’t tell anybody Sebastian is here, for everybody’s safety”

Matilda glanced at her brother and his wife, sharing a look between the three of them.

They knew and had agreed to host Sebastian, despite knowing the most powerful wizarding family of all time was after him and his sister.

Nobody had any reason to even connect the Weasleys with the boy. They were not related, their son wasn’t really very close to Sebastian, both being in different houses, and as much as they knew, - not that it made any difference to them -, this boy was a half blood, they were purebloods.

Sebastian likely had come from a small sized family, who were sadly no longer with them. Both families did not know each other, they lived in two different countries and no connection had ever been made.

They were safe as long as Garreth understood the importance of not speaking out.

“To affirm what your aunt said, you can’t tell anybody, not even your friends, not even Sebastian’s friends, that he was ever here. They are things you are still too young to understand, both of you are, the very way our world works. School is one thing, but this has far reaching consequences. Some families appear normal, yet the power they hold, is more than you could understand right now. If any family come here, Sebastian is simply one of our foster children, he will be up in his room. He is here because his parents were killed in the recent goblin uprising, he was hurt in the same attack. Can you remember that?” Mr Weasley asked his son.

“Sure! Yes!” Garreth said.

Oh this was something else entirely, what were his parents mixed up in? He always thought life was too quiet and dull within the burrow, their little home with their pigs and chickens, but now his parents decide to get all adventurous while he was away at school.

“Nobody will know from my part that Sebastian is here.” Garreth promised.

Garreth Weasley was here.

Sebastian kept glancing over at him, their eyes kept meeting as Sebastian took in Garreth’s face. It was like being in a dream. Garreth was part of his normal, pre-Azkaban life, being so near him confirmed to Sebastian that his life was slowly getting normal again. He was still watching Garreth when his eyes grew heavy and his head tilted down.

“Sebastian, do you need to go to bed?” Mrs Weasley asked him.

Sebastian opened his eyes and looked up at Mrs Weasley, it was still early, Tessie was trying to dance nearby in her Golden Snitch patterned nightdress, but he felt exhausted. He nodded, his stomach wasn’t feeling it’s best again either. Every since lunch it had been hurting him on and off in waves.

He noticed Garreth was looking at him rather questionably.

“Goodnight Sebastian” Garreth said.

Mrs Weasley helped him to wash his face and get into bed. The window was open still to allow a breeze to enter near the bed. He laid down and pulled the sheets up as Mrs Weasley turned out the oil lamps with her wand. He waited, watching the small bits of light through the door from the oil lamp out there. It wasn’t long until a shadow appeared and a small knock came on the door.

“C-come in.” Sebastian said and sure enough Garreth snuck in.

“Hey, you don’t mind me coming in here do you? Mum believes I’m washing up in the bathroom. It’s just… Merlin’s pants, Sebastian.”

Garreth moved to the bed as Sebastian sat up, the moonlight offering the only light in the room as Garreth sat down on the bed.

“They really put you in Azkaban?”

Sebastian didn’t nod, he didn’t answer that. He felt he didn’t need too, it was quite obvious for all to see.

Garreth swore and rubbed his face.

“When I heard you had been expelled, well the whole school was in shock. We all read it in the Prophet, they had to reissue an apology and everything when you were found innocent after all, but-“

Sebastian had reached over to Garreth to stop him talking.

“P-Prophet?” He asked, “The Daily P-Prophet? They’ve- mentioned me?”

Garreth suddenly looked uneasy.

“They wrote about you Sebastian, yeah. Sorry, did you not know?”

Sebastian shook his head slowly. No. Anne, nor Professor Weasley, had ever mentioned it to him. Now he was curious, why did they hide this fact?

“What…they say?” He whispered.

“Oh.” Garreth wished he had kept his mouth shut. “Well, it’s stupid really. They ran a few articles, all of them were pathetic, no way anybody would believe them. They were doing it for sales I imagine, they kept running stories about you. That you were going to Durmstrang to learn Dark Magic, that you and Gaunt were in on it, just loads of bad stuff. However, they got an interview from somebody in my house, we all know it was Leander Prewitt, he’s the only likely person. Leander, um, spilled the beans on you, he told them everything. All your detentions, your run ins with teachers. The whole school either believes you to be innocent or guilty. Leander has been getting none stop trouble over it, good I say. Professor Black threatened to ban the newspaper if any of us dares to write anything at all about you. There was an official notice pardoning you in the paper, but I don’t think everybody believed it. Ignore them though, they are just bored and you are hot gossip.”

Sebastian sat in silence. His heart thumbing.

“People think - I killed my uncle?” He asked carefully, his insides burning with guilt and shame. He alone knew the truth, so did Anne and Ominis, but he didn’t want the entire world to know.

“We saw the court reports in the Daily Prophet, what a mess Sebastian. I can’t sugarcoat that, they made a big deal of it, daily reporting all over the front page. They didn’t name you at first, but when they got your name, they sort of printed your entire life story for the whole world to see, even Anne was mentioned, at one point, they even tried to blame you for her cruse.” Garreth confessed quietly. “But they’ve all been corrected now, but there was some pretty awful gossipers in the Three Broomsticks before Christmas, Gaunt was squaring up to them at the bar, I felt like saying something myself but, well, I’m an inventor, not a fighter.” He added apologetically. “Gaunt has spunk, that’s for sure.”

Garreth bit his lip again, glanced at Sebastian and then away.

“Some of the teachers also… Well they formed their own theories I’d imagine, too many quite hours between teaching in the staff room with firewisky. Garlick always scowls when you get mentioned, I think reports of you wanting to kill Muggleborns – again a fake story – hit her hard. Onai seems to think you are the devil incarnate and Sharp has forbidden anybody from talking about you in his class, but I think that’s just him normally, rather than him showing bias.”

Sebastian looked up at the moon shinning up in the sky, the stars were all out now. He didn’t know how to feel about this. Scared that so many lies had been said about him, or horrified for how close some of it was to the truth.

“What’s… happening at Hogwarts?” He asked, then opened his mouth and found he couldn’t say the name.

Sebastian paused, he took a deep breath, he had found if he forced out his words they came out jumbled.

“Ominis?”

“Oooh!” Garreth said. “Well Gaunt is Gaunt really, he’s been scaring everybody dungless lately. He went home to his family, the Gaunts, and now he has this snake and he’s been talking with it a lot. People say its venomous and that Gaunt is setting it onto anybody who speaks ill of you, others are saying he has taken his rightful space within the Gaunt family and the snake is a sign of his alliance to his family, you know about the rumours about that family. My own family always says never cross a Gaunt, they are deranged and more powerful than they should be, well you heard their warning downstairs, I don’t think dad is over reacting… There’s also, well, Professor Black got beaten up quite badly before Easter started, and people are saying Gaunt was behind it, but I can’t see that, I mean Gaunt is decent.”

Garreth’s voice faded away as Sebastian’s mind travelled back to the corridor at St Mungos, seeing the silver snake coming right at him and his sister.

“-… I don’t know him like you, but doesn’t he used to live with you normally? So I can’t imagine your uncle letting him live with you if he weren’t.” Garreth’s voice came back as Sebastian blinked hard and snapped out of his memories.

“Sebastian?” Garreth said unsurely. “Are you okay? You kind of did that downstairs too, are you still with me?”

Sebasitan closed his eyes tightly and opened his eyes again, he looked at Garreth’s face, trying to focus.

“Yeah. Yeah I- I just see and hear things now.” He said without thinking of what that sounded like. He regretting it the moment he noticed Garreth looking a little unnerved, a small smile on his face. Mentally unstable people in the wizarding world were often hushed away, never spoken off. Garreth didn’t want to judge, but he didn’t know what to say to that.

He chose not to comment in a serious matter.

“I could always invent a tonic for that.”

That got a small smile from Sebastian.

“I’d feel safer- with the visions.”

Garreth give a small giggle.

Still Sebastian rubbed his head, shaking it to clear whatever he was hearing or seeing.

“Are you sure you’re okay? Maybe try to get some sleep. I actually need to go to sleep myself, it’s been a long day and school lately has been insanely hard, we have to use non vocal spells now in everything and the teachers are already nagging us about our N.E.W.Ts next year.”

Garreth got up and moved as carefully as he could towards the door without creaking the floorboards.

“Goodnight” Garreth whispered loudly back at him.

“Goodnight.” Sebastian repeated back. There were loud screams now in his ears. He reached over to his bedside table and took a piece of chocolate and placed it into his mouth. The echoes of screams died down slightly, but the chill in the air only grew worse. He reached over the close the window shut, trapping warm air in the room with him, but for him it felt cold.

Sebastian laid back down, his hands over his ears, while thoughts ran through his mind.

The Wizarding World knew what he had done, even if the lie had been believed. He would never walk down a street without thinking all the people around him knew he had killed his own uncle. How was he meant to return to Fieldcroft ever again if its inhabitants were guessing the truth about how Solomon died?

Had he truly expected to one day move back into their little cottage, to live there as if he hadn’t murdered the man who owned the house?

He buried his face into the pillow. He guessed his situation now was much better than Azkaban, he was free, both from jail and from being locked away forever in St Mungos, but the dark parts of his brain wouldn’t stop repeating what he didn’t want to think.

He truly had no idea what was going to happen to him. He couldn’t find work in the wizarding world if he had no education at Hogwarts, he didn’t have his wand. He could return home eventually, once the Gaunts stopped looking for him, but would Feldcroft welcome him home? He doubt it. He couldn’t stay with the Weasley’s indefinitely, it wasn’t fair on them to burden them with a sick young man.

Uncle Solomon was pacing near the sink by the window to their hut, he was in a bad temper.

“Twelve years I spent working for them, I did things for them that- They know what I did for them- I walked away from my own conscious, that job, being an Auror – What did they expect, I now have two kids to look after, do they think they can do this and I wouldn’t say anything?”

In his hands was a letter that had arrived earlier that day. It was from the Ministry, Sebastian didn’t know what the letter was about, but he knew it’s content had upset his uncle. A lot.

“No retirement money. No pay severance. Nothing? How do they expect anybody to join the Aurors if they don’t look after their ex-workers. This Ministry is corrupt to the core.”

His uncle continued to grumble.

Sebastian was watching him through half closed eyes, Anne’s slow breathing in his ears. His uncle tore up the letter and walked to the fire and started burning the letter.

“Two kids to send to Hogwarts in a couple years and they won’t even help.” His Uncle sounded almost venomous with anger. “Hogwarts, I guess I will petition to them, they owe this family, after all, your parents’ were professors there. How do they expect me to fork out for wands and cloaks on my savings.”

Solomon had finally sat down at their small table.

“Uncle?” Sebastian asked, sitting up in bed now. “What is wrong?”

Solomon’s head turned slowly to look at Sebastian.

“What is wrong? What do you think is wrong Sebastian? I warned you time and time again, didn’t I boy? You take everything from me. My brother. My money. My Niece. My life! I have had to secure your upkeep all these years and now you want my house!”

Sebastian blinked in confusion. This uncle’s house seemed to wrap out of focus for a moment.

“The house?” Sebastian asked, he didn’t understand, he was too young to understand.

Soloman kept glaring at him, he wasn’t blinking.

The room wrapped again and as Sebastian watched, the yellow toned walls turned cold and wet, stone grey and dark with moss growing through the cracks, chains dangled down from the walls. There was a loud rattle from where Anne was laying behind him, he glanced down at her to check to see if she was okay. As he looked up again, Solomon turned into a Dementor, its cloak pulled back to show a mouth flying right into his face.

A loud, continuous scream filled the burrow.

Garreth flew up from his bed, kicking the blankets off, he flew out of bed and ran to his door and pulled it open.

“Mum! Dad!” He shouted in alarm “Who’s screaming? Mum, Dad?”

“Ughh” Came a voice from the floor about him. “Sebastian is having a nightmare again. Too early!” That was Tessie’s voice, Garreth could see her toes above him.

“I’m going back to bed.”

As Garreth watched, his sister’s little toes vanished from the railings as his father came hurrying down the stairs, turning the oil lamps back on.

“Go back to bed Garreth.” He said as he passed him. “It’s ok.”

Garreth watched, open mouthed, as his father went to the floor below and opened Sebastian’s door.

“Sebastian, wake up, you’re just having a nightmare.”

The screaming stopped, followed by weird noises Garreth had never heard before, like an animal whimpering. It was followed by the sounds of vomiting.

“Quite now, it’s okay. Do you want a drink? Here drink some of this. It’s ok, it’s not real.”

Garreth slowly crept down the stairs, listening by the wall to the first floor.

“There was a-a-Dementor, - my uncle’s house, he turned into it.” Came Sebastian’s voice, it sounded like he was gasping his words out.

“Just a nightmare, remember what they told you at St Mungos? Matilda said it’s just in your mind son. Try to drink your medicine, we’ll get you back to bed, it’s still really early.”

Garreth had heard enough, he crept back up the stairs and returned to his bedroom.

“Merlin’s soiled stockings…” Garreth swore under his breath. He had never heard anything like it in his life. He knew the rumours of Azkaban, they had all heard what happens to a person in there, but to witness that cold blooded scream for himself was another thing entirely.

“God, Sebastian, what did they do to you?” He muttered. His ear was pressed to his door as he eventually heard his dad coming back up the stairs. Sebastian had fallen silent again and the house went back to its sleepy nighttime state. Garreth climbed back into his bed and when the family got up the next day, everybody just acted normal. Breakfast was handed out and Sebastian sat reading again on the couch by the fire, leading Garreth to believe this was a common thing now with Sebastian.

[bigdog-23]

The princess and her hound

Chapter two: the dinner

Y/n: your name

M/n: mother name

F/n: father name

L/n: last name

Warnings: swearing

3rd pov

Once y/n and her parents were dressed they walked to the dining hall music was playing and some people were dancing they moved out the way when they saw them walking to the big table where Joffrey and his mother sat along with his grandfather and uncle once they sat down food was brought out and the people who were dancing sat down

“This dinner is for our guests and our new friends the l/ns” Joffrey said standing up as people cheered he sat down and started eating “thank you for the warm welcome your grace” m/n said as she started to eat “it is no problem” Joffrey said drinking some wine “are you all related to the Targaryens” Tywin asked as his wife sits next to him putting strange food on his plate (this book takes place a while before Joffrey dies in my other book but the children Na’vi y/n and Tywin have are about 6)

“The who” y/n asked looking up from her plate “the Targaryens they have white hair and purple eyes” Cersei explained “oh those beast” m/n said cutting some of her meat “how do you know of them” she asked “they used to rule here before my father killed the king and my grandfather and his wife beat the last one” Joffrey said drinking from his cup

“I told you grandfather didn’t kill them all” y/n said eating “quiet girl” f/n said as a vine hit y/n in the back of the head “so you know of them?” Cersei asked “yes they used to live on our lands at that time they had brown hair and purple eyes but soon they started breeding with us and their children start coming out with white hair and purple eyes” f/n explained

“And over time they started breeding their children with one another which was just nasty” m/n said “and the inbreeding made them resistant to fire and they stole some dragons eggs but once we were found them we killed them or at least we thought we did” y/n said drinking from her cup “it’s just horrible what they became” she added “guess the inbreeding fucked with their heads” she laughed only to be hit in the head with another vine “stop swearing” f/n said

“Asshole” y/n mumbled making m/n giggle a little “the Targaryens have ruled for thousands of years yet you speak of them as if you personally killed them which is impossible that would make you all-“ Joffrey was cut off by f/n “ thousands of years old we are not humans i thought you would put to and two together me and my wife looking so young and the magic” he said drinking from his cup

“What are you” Cersei said “my husband is a vampire and me I’m a demon and our daughter I guess you can say is the best of both worlds breed to be perfect in our land there are many species you all thought were fake and only few are allowed to breed together my daughter is a recent new breed and the only of her kind” m/n said playing with the rim of her cup

“You all don’t l-look non human” Joffrey said moving uncomfortably in his seat as the family looked at him “if we were to walk in here in our forms you would piss your pants and try to attack us” f/n said looking at Joffrey “but you have nothing to worry about if we want to eat you we would have done do already” he added laughing “Is that a threat” cersei asked

“No it’s a fact” y/n said drinking her wine only to be hit in the head along with her father with a purple slug along with her mother “fuck” they both said “forgive my husband and daughter but they are telling the truth” m/n said as she looked at Cersei “if we wanted to we would have” she added y/n then rubbing her and looking at her mother who was wiping her face “dinner was ok thank you for having us but we will be out of your hair soon” she says standing up and walking away as f/n and y/n followed

Time skip

Y/n popped her head out her door looking around seeing the guard at her door sleep she then closed the door gently before grabbing her cloak and running out the door bumping into Sandor “shit” she says “what are you doing out of your room” he asks crossing his arms “what are YOU doing out of your room” y/n asked coping him “I’m a guard your guard to be specific now where are you going” he asks as y/n started to walk away

“In my kingdom it’s nothing but snow yes it’s beautiful and we have the same things as this kingdom but I want to see what this place looks like” she said as she keeps walking “and what makes you think I’ll let you do that” Sandor asks following her “because you have no way to stop me” she says as purple vines wrap around his legs “what the hell” he says “I want to have what some call a night on the town and I’m going to do that” she says walking closer to him and booping his nose

“Bye handsome” she says walking walking only for Sandor to stop her “wait at least let me go with you” he said rubbing his head sighing “you want to come because we can call it a date?” She asks “no because if you die I die not take theses off and let’s go” he groans “fine” y/n said whining and unwrapping him “let’s go before my mom wakes up” she says grabbing his hand running to a window and jumping out “what the fuck!?” He says as trying to pull his hand away before she jumped but failing

Y/n laughed as they landed on a pile of purple vines “pussy” she says getting off the vines “I will knock your ass out and taking you back to your room” Sandor says following her “threatening a princess that’s not good ser Sandor” she says wiggling her finger “I’m not a damn ser now let’s go” he says and they walked “night on the town here we come” y/n yelled only for Sandor to grab her by her cloak “only 3 hours got it?” He asked “got it now let’s go” she says running off as Sandor sighed “like watching a child” he says shaking his head

(edited)

Sorry for the late update I’ve been in and out the hospital but I promise I’ll add more soon and the next chapter is going to be longer so yeah byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

[silverjellyfish-witch]

8: Waiting game

Rhea decided to go to the beach on her day off.

She had always wondered about her father. He was a siren and had relations with her mother, a witch descended from more witches.

Why? No one knows. But after that night her mother never saw him again. She didn’t even remember his name.

Being part siren has its perks. No one can lure her into the sea and drown her, or at least attempt to drown her. She does have gills to ensure that she wont drown. Which is great, except Rhea doesn’t know how to swim.

Its funny to Rhea. A siren who can’t swim.

When Rhea arrives at the beach, she finds a secluded pile of algae covered rocks to sit on. Ever since those sirens grouped together to gawk at her while she was on her date/not date with Luke, she has been even more curious about the ocean and the sirens.

She has been near the beach before, but has never gone in the water. Her mother and grandmother made sure of that. They had convinced themselves that her absent father might try and steal her away. Though he could attempt that on land as well, and it never stopped him.

He had been powerful enough to enchant her mother, who was a very powerful telepath, which made him all the more revering for Rhea.

Rhea sat down on the rocks and looked out to the sea. Was this a dumb idea? Yes. This is probably one of the more dumber ideas she’s had in a while. But she was curious to see if a siren would show.

Sirens were a more secluded race. They were rarely seen to begin with, unless they were in their underwater cities. Which is what made the group of sirens who third wheeled her date all the more interesting. What was so important that a dozen or so sirens needed to group up and gather at the beach that night?

Was it to find Rhea? Dagon had told her that hybrids were extremely rare and hard to concieve. She was half witch, half siren. Could they have been looking for her? Or was it something else that they had gathered there to see?

Rhea knew that it wasn’t safe to sit near the water like this, even with the tide being as low as it was. A siren could pull her under the water in mere seconds and she would never be seen again. Nona would kill her if she could leave the premises.

“This is probably the stupidest idea you’ve had yet.”

Rhea jumps at the sudden voice. She stands quickly and falls back into the water. It is shallow and she stands up quickly again, looking up the see a smirking Dagon, perched on a rock just above the one she was sitting on.

“Are you serious?! Why did you sneak up on me like that?” Rhea asked angrily, awkwardly climbing back onto the rocks, cursing under her breath as she does.

“Wasn’t my intention, usually you can sense me coming but I guess you’re distracted today,” Dagon smirk widens as he says this, “What the hell are you trying to do anyways? It’s not like sirens come when they’re called.”

“I’m curious to see if they would is all,” Rhea sits back up on her rock, soaking wet and angry now.

“And if they did? What would you do?”

“Ask questions. Figure out what they wanted.”

“They’d kill you in five seconds flat, Rhea. I doubt they’re friendly.”

“We don’t know that.”

“Sirens can hardly be trusted, Rhea. They spend most of their time alone and they group up at weird hours of the night to gawk at you and pretty boy.”

“So you don’t trust me?” Rhea quipped, turning to look at him with a slight glare.

“For one thing, I did not say that to mean anything against you. For another, you’re part witch too. Demons are often the familiars of witches,” Dagon held his hands up when he sensed her hostility towards his comment.

“Oh so you’re my familiar then? Following me around on my day off?”

“No I’m not your familiar. We haven’t struck a bargain or a contract. And for another, I wasn’t following you. I happened to find you here while on patrol.”

As he finished his sentence, the wind picked up, and fresh storm clouds started forming in the sky above them. When Dagon could see that Rhea was still angry, he went to sit down next to her.

Rhea notices this and brings her knees to her chest, “You’re not gonna order me to go home?”

“When have you ever done what you’re told?” Dagon quipped back, “Besides, I’d feel better if you had back up. I doubt sirens are intimidated by storms.”

“It knocked your brother on his butt.”

“You got lucky.”

“Sure I did. I saved your ass regardless.”

“Sure you did,” Dagon states sarcastically.

They wait on those rocks for a few hours, until the sun went down.

The sirens did not come to meet them.

[shipcestuous-two]

THE PRETENDERS by F. Sionil Jose

(Hi! I’m back again with another tale of cousincest. I’m still mildly amazed that this author is a National Artist for Literature.)

The Pretenders (published 1962) is one of the five novels in the Rosales saga by F. Sionil Jose. I’ve already mentioned other books from this author here and here. Our main character this time is Antonio “Tony” Samson, who grew up poor in the town of Rosales. His father went to jail for killing a hacendero (plantation owner) and burning the municipal building, leaving Tony and his older sister Betty to be raised by their mother, a laundry woman. Unfortunately, she also dies. Betty works hard to send Tony to college. He succeeds and is able to travel abroad, even studying in America where he meets his eventual wife, a rich girl named Carmen Villa. But where’s the cousincest, you may ask? Well, Tony’s not the only one whose education is supported by Betty. The siblings also have a first cousin named Emy, who grew up with them in Rosales and lived with them in the slums on Antipolo Street while they were chasing their dream of college.

Tony and Emy shared a bedroom in the house on Antipolo. For privacy, they hung up a blanket between their sides of the room. Sometimes, they took it down so they could talk to each other. A month before Tony went to America, he got soaked in the rain and caught a cold. It was late at night and he didn’t want to disturb Emy, but she woke up after hearing him sneeze. She helped him get out of his wet clothes and rubbed Mentholatum (a kind of ointment, I think it’s like Vicks) on his back. Then they had sex.

It had happened without preludes as if the moment was something inevitable and expected.

Then Tony goes to America. He writes letters to her, but she replies only once. This leads him to assume that she no longer cares about him. Fast forward a few years, and Tony’s back in the Philippines. He’s excited about his new teaching post at the university and his upcoming wedding to Carmen Villa. Of course, he stops by to visit Betty and her family. They tell him that Emy had a child out of wedlock and refused to say who the father was. She also failed to achieve her dream of becoming a teacher. Tony is not happy about it. Need we say why?

Some time after visiting Betty, Tony goes to see old friends. Charlie and Godo now work for a newspaper. When Tony tells them he’s getting married, they ask if it’s to Emy, whom they remember from previous visits to the house in Antipolo. Tony says no. This is how they respond:

CHARLIE: That’s too bad. Did you fall out of love or something?TONY: It isn’t that, really. But you know how it is; we are cousins.GODO: Oh now, this isn’t the eighteenth century. Don’t tell me that you are still bothered by such taboos. Write a letter to the Pope and he will give you a quick dispensation.

In this house, we stan supportive friends.

Tony still marries Carmen, but not before meeting her parents. Don Manuel Villa, her father, has many businesses. He knows that Tony’s poor, but still finds him interesting. Don Manuel does not like the idea of cousins marrying at all:

Cousins marrying cousins. Incest!…they don’t want their wealth to be shared by strangers. And look what has happened to their children. Nitwits…

I know this is a common sentiment, but it’s just so funny given the story’s theme.

Tony starts teaching at the university, only to leave after a week because he had a falling-out with the dean. Don Manuel offers Tony a job doing public relations work for the Villa company. Tony accepts. He earns more money, lives a more comfortable life, and helps Betty’s family with expenses. But he’s not completely happy. Sometimes, he still thinks of Emy and how she’s doing in their province. He gets an answer when Bettina, Emy’s younger sister, visits him unexpectedly.

Yes, there’s a Betty and a Bettina in this family. We could ask F. Sionil Jose about his naming choices, but he’s dead, so he can’t answer.

BETTINA: She did not want you to know, but she couldn’t hide it from me any longer. Six years—she hid it from everyone. All your letters, all you wrote from America—she kept them all. She reads them and sometimes cries over them.TONY: And what am I expected to do? It’s all her fault. She never told me. I wrote and wrote to her and she never answered—only once and she didn’t tell me.BETTINA: You don’t understand. She was thinking of you. Can’t you see? If she had written, if she had told you—can you imagine what would have happened? You were studying—here was your chance to make something of yourself. Here was your chance to get out of Rosales and get something more than what Rosales could offer. It is that clear, Manong, and you haven’t even realized it.

Tony is shocked. The child is his. Our guy also feels guilty and takes a trip to Rosales. There, he meets Emy, who makes a living by sewing clothes. Tony offers help, but Emy says she doesn’t need it. He says he would’ve hurried home had she written to him, and she says they are cousins. Also:

…it was your studies that mattered most. Then I learned about you and Carmen Villa…I did not want to stand in your way.

Tony offers to bring their son to the city and give him a good education. Emy cuts him off and laments that he’s changed.

You did not talk like this before—you did not mention hunger and money before as if these were all that mattered.

Pepe, the six-year-old son of Tony and Emy, arrives home from school. Emy tells the boy to kiss Tony’s hand, but Tony hugs him and says, “Son—son.” But even as he wants to tell the truth, he can’t.

PEPE: Is he my father, Mama?EMY: No, Pepe. He is not your father. He is a dear, old friend, a relative, someone from this place who thinks he loves all of us…

Tony returns to the city and to Carmen. He admits what happened, but she seems disinterested.

CARMEN: You need not feel so guilty about it, honey. It’s done all the time. Have you meet Nora Lardizabal? Well, she’s married to her first cousin. Oye, you told me once about this being done by the hacenderos in your part of the country…well, it just happens that Nora’s parents are sugar planters. She isn’t a social outcast. She is very respectable.

This is funny, considering her father’s views on the topic. And while we’re talking about fathers—Tony and Betty’s dad dies in prison. Shortly after, Tony’s friend Charlie announces that he’s getting married, so they plan to have a bachelor party with Godo. Tony gets permission from his in-laws and gets it. He, Charlie, and Godo go to a bar. I think Godo speaks for all of us here when he says:

You should have married your cousin, Tony. That was your mistake. You should have carried her off, then lived—just the two of you.

The men have a quarrel (not really about Emy, per se, but other stuff that I couldn’t fully explain here or else I’d be here all day). Tony leaves and goes back to his in-laws, who are hosting a big party at their house. While outside, he sees Carmen with Ben de Jesus, the husband of her best friend Nena. Tony follows Carmen and Ben…only to catch them going to a motel. It turns out that Carmen’s been cheating on him. Enraged, Tony goes back home and packs his things. Carmen shows up again and they fight. At one point, she says:

I imagine you are sorry for yourself. If it were Emy you had married, it wouldn’t have turned out like this.

Would you look at that, guys? Godo hates everything Carmen and her ilk stand for, while Carmen wouldn’t even notice the likes of Godo. And yet they both agree that Tony should have married Emy. Great minds think alike, I guess. Anyway, whatever could’ve happened, this particular story ends badly. Tony leaves Carmen, goes back to Antipolo, and commits suicide by standing in front of a train.

Christ Almighty. These two are tragic. Maybe Tony would’ve stayed poor in Rosales if he’d gone home to be with Emy, but at least they could’ve raised Pepe together. He wouldn’t have needed to hide parts of himself to impress his rich in-laws. I’m also surprised at side characters saying that the incestuous* (your mileage might vary) ending was actually the better alternative. I think it’s more common to see the whole world trying to push the protagonists apart?

*First cousin marriage was actually legal in the Philippines at the time this was published. The current Family Code, enacted in 1987, does not recognize marriages between first cousins, stepparents and stepchildren, parents-in-law and children-in-law, adopted children and legitimate children of the adopter, and adopted children of the same adopter, among others.

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I love how everyone thinks he should have married Emy. 

Wow, so much sadness and pain.

Thank you so much for writing this up and sharing it with us. It’s kind of interesting how it walks the line between cousin marriage being fine and cousin marriage being taboo. 

[m1ckeyb3rry]

MY NUMBER 1 FAVOURITE AUTHOR!! My friend recommended Endure to me and I became obsessed. But I have three questions to ask you. Who is Tulia ?? I love her though but I think she is an of ( also what's her name meaning??)

Since I recently started reading yourstories, I saw your blog and fell in love with the Yeagerust YN. She soubds so much more creative and differentf from other stories. But what is her past? I tried to look for the series but couldn't find it.

For my final question. How would the story of Promise be if she survived? I just finished it two days ago and I can't think straight until I get the answer...

Love your stories and I am excitedfor more Aot content!!

AWWW I’m glad you liked endure!! Yes tullia is an original character of mine she’s in almost all of my stories. Her name doesn’t really have a meaning honestly, I first wrote her for a story in which I needed a character whose name sounded plausible to be a star/constellation name. Since those are almost exclusively roman I did a deep dive into roman history and the name tullia popped up and I really liked it so I’ve been using it since then!! But I believe the meaning has been lost to time haha I just think it sounds nice.

Jaegerist Y/N is from hosti humani generis which unfortunately was one of the stories I stopped writing and removed from my profile so I didn’t have so many WIPs up. Her past was that she was born in the underground but her mother died giving birth to her so she was given to her father (kenny) to raise. Kenny tried to kill her a few times they were overall not on good terms so she was mostly raised by levi (who she called her brother despite them not realizing they were related) until levi was captured by the scouts. She then left the underground soon after because she had always wanted to see the sun and she also wanted to find levi again.

I honestly don’t know what would’ve happened if Y/N had survived in promise. I think she would’ve died one way or another unless she decided to go with levi, in which case they would’ve left the military and lived pretty peacefully on paradis.

For the moment I don’t really plan on writing on aot but I might in the future!! We’ll see how things go ig.

[countrymusiclover]

98 - The Family Falling Out

Part 99

Gemini Runaway

@icefrye19 @secretdreamlandmentality

New Orleans - 4 years ago

Stepping onto the porch of Mary the crescent werewolf leader I knocked on the door. Raelyn had called me a few hours ago saying that they had come to the school complaining that the wedding should happen soon. "What do you want, Mikaelson!" Mary opened the door aggressively towards me.

"I was informed you paid my wife a visit earlier this morning and I am here to clear some misunderstanding up for you." Putting my hands on the edge of the doorway I stayed outside. "My daughter Alina will only marry Jackson if she wishes to. Whatever power you think you have, remember I can kill you without blinking!"

She raised her head slightly. "I'm not afraid of you, vampire. I have faced creatures like you for a long time."

"Hmm well see that…may I speak with the young lad?" I clicked my tongue, smirking lightly at her.

She glared at me. "Like hell I will allow that!"

Someone walks through the kitchen where I tilted my head to the side. There was a young boy with curly black hair and dark black eyes that stared at me. "Mom, is this Alina's dad?"

"Yes I am, mate." I vamped through the door past his mother standing almost pressed against his chest. "My name is Klaus and you must be Jackson - ah!" I groaned covering my heart seeing an arrow sticking inside my back where I collapsed onto the floor.

Jackson lifts his gaze up to his mother. "Was that really necessary, mom?"

"Yes it was. The Mikaelsons are nothing but trouble." She lowered her crossbow.

It was a few minutes more before Klaus woke up and yanked the arrow out of his heart. "Listen here, bayou wolf. My daughter is the most important thing to me. So if you're not in this to protect her and treat her as family. Then I don't see how your son is worthy of marrying my daughter in the future." He growled, flashing his hybrid eyes at the woman.

"Mr. Mikaelson, I am not in this against my will because my mother forced me to marry Alina." Jackson pushed his mother away from the hybrid. "I have always been attracted to her since I first saw her when we were kids. I don't want to marry her until or if she ever feels the same about me."

"And you vow that if you marry that you will treat her fairly, protect her and follow her wherever she wishes go go?" I questioned the young werewolf wanting to know his intentions with my daughter.

Jackson nodded with a serious look. "Yes, sir."

"Even if she has yet to trigger her werewolf curse?" I gave him one more final test seeing that his mother gave a look of annoyance that Raelyn had yet to tell her that. "Would you still be so devoted to her?"

Jackson nodded in agreement. "Yes, Mr. Mikaelson. I care about her. Not what species she is."

"Good lad. We'll be in touch, Jackson…just Jackson." Placing my hand on his shoulder I headed out the door sending Mary a glare before I slowly started walking through the woods sensing someone behind me. "Alina?"

Her blonde hair was straight and falling down her shoulders wearing a dark black jacket that looked like mine. "Hi dad, can we talk?"

“Lina, you can’t be here.” I warned her.

She put her hands together in front of her, giving me a kind smile. “It's an astral projection, dad. You don’t have to worry. I came here wanting to talk about something…how exactly did you know that you cared about mom?”

“What exactly are you wanting me to tell you, sweetheart?” I asked her crossing her arms over my chest.

She avoided my gaze, dropping it to the dirt sighing heavily where I heard her heart skip a beat. “Humans are naturally supposed to feel love from other people that aren’t related to them by blood. But I don’t know what that feels like…I don’t know I can feel that for Jackson. So I’m asking you…how does it feel to love someone who isn’t your family…”

“Let’s go somewhere more private to have this conversation, honey.” I gestured for her to go first so we could get out of the middle of the woods. This wasn’t something she wanted to talk with her mother about obviously.

Mystic Falls

“So we left on me becoming a vampire heretic and giving birth to my children. What questions do you all still have for me?” I asked glancing back at my class seeing that we were now going through my whole family history after I met Klaus and his family.

One girl with strawberry blonde hair raised her hand. “Mrs. Mikaelson?”

“Yes, Reagan. What’s your question?” I called on the girl.

She put her hand down and back on her desk. “Why exactly are all your daughters different supernatural creatures? I mean you said Hope will be a Tribrid. Alina will be half witch and wolf. Then there’s Melissa who is a heretic like you.”

“Ah I see what you mean.” I smiled at her question thinking it was actually a rather good one. “The best answer that I can give you is it’s because Klaus and I were not born as exactly normal. I was a siphon born with no magic of her own and he was a born bastard werewolf with his mother being the woman who created the entire vampire species.”

Another boy who had just moved here who I think was named Mg raised his hand. He was a dark skin boy with curly black hair. “Mrs. Mikaelson, do you think that Hope and Missy will have a hard time controlling their blood thirst like some average vampires do?”

“That is another great question Milton - uh forgive me MG. I get the whole nickname thing because of my husband and daughter.” I explained putting my notebook on the big desk in the center of the whiteboard. “Anyway I’m not sure. For myself I know I don’t have very good control when I drink from the vein. But what I can say is everyone is different-“

The classroom door gets flung open by magic and everyone including me turns their head to see Missy stomp up to me getting in my face. “I can’t believe you’re splitting me and Alina up!”

“Um that’s all for today. Class dismissal.” I quickly responded by sending everyone out of the room since she was clearly very emotional right now over whatever she claimed I had done to her and her twin sister.

She threw her hands up in the air shouting. “Were you just never gonna tell me that you sent my sister off to marry a werewolf in New Orleans. Basically make us separated for the rest of our lives!”

“Who told you about it and I didn’t do it intentionally sweetheart. It was so that Mary would give up the last werewolf bloodline that we could save your uncles Kol and Elijah. Then they helped bring back your father.” I asked her putting my hands in the pocket of my red leather jacket with my hair in a ponytail.

Missy rolled her eyes moving her body around. “Hope did after Alina came in crying so unsure of herself. But that’s not the point. She’s my twin, my best friend and you’re sending her away from me!”

“Uh Missy how about we talk this over with some hot chocolate.” I tried to calm her down seeing everything in the room started to shake. Over these past few years as they have been getting older I have been seeing what Dahlia was talking about. The dangerous power of the first born Mikaelson witches.

Missy raised her hand, launching me backwards into the student desks with tears running down her face. “I thought you of all people would understand how close twins are. Considering that you and Jacob are the same. But no, you are tearing my world apart..and you claim you are trying to protect me but you’re not!”

“Urgh Missy…I do understand. I miss your uncle everyday. But we can’t let the Hollow take you or your cousin Andrea. What I am doing…it’s for the best.” I grunted pulling myself up and feeling some scraped wounds healing over from the impact she threw me.

Missy clutched her hands into fists sniffing through tears causing the glass windows to shatter. Covering my eyes with my hands I watched her stomp out of the room without another word. “Cut the crap, mom. You’re in hell and completely miserable without dad. We all can see it even if you won’t admit it to yourself. I’m done talking to you!”

“Missy…Missy wait….ah... .Melissa!” I holler her name starting to run after her but I halted in my tracks seeing the destroyed desks and shattered glass around me. Lowering myself to sit down on the ground I leaned my back against the wooden desk.

Taking out my phone I tried to call my husband but I got his voicemail for some odd reason. “This is Klaus, if this is Raelyn I’ll call you back. If it’s anyone else, leave your number and I’l ignore it.”

The phone beeped so I could leave a message. “Nik, it's me. Missy just came in here and destroyed the classroom because I didn’t tell her about Lina’s engagement. And I…I don’t know what to do. I…I freaking can’t breathe without you…so call me….I can’t live like this for much longer. I…I miss you and I love you like hell.” I began sobbing by the end of the message where I just dropped the phone in my lap hanging up.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[sevikasmainwhore]

Arcane Momma HC’s

they do relate to the pregnancy ones.

also i’ve been taking care of nephew for some weeks and omg i think i want a baby 😭😭😭

Requested ⇢ Yes/No

Type ⇢ Hc’s❥

Sevika is the mother that ask “Did you win?” If her child ever got in a fight.

Have you ever seen Vi arguing with a 3 yr old??

“Noo she cant wear that dress Momma!!” Vi looks at her daughter confused “Why not it’s cool” “No it’s not, it’s red and ugly” Vi looks heartbroken “You don’t like red??” “No it’s ugly” “What about me?” “That’s why it’s ugly” Vi was moping for the rest of day while you and her y’all’s daughter played dolls together while picking at Vi. You couldn’t help but laugh.

No matter what Caitlyn is making sure her son is matching with her whenever it’s time for special occasions.

Oh she’s invited to a Gala her mother is hosting? Your all wearing matching blue fancy dress clothes with gold accents.

Renata is a very corny mother. Taking very cheesy photos for each holiday. She’s just excited that’s all but god it’s annoying.

Sevika is really good at doing hair so every chance she gets she’s doing some kind of style on her sons hair.

“Mooooom stooop” Her son whines as Sevikas dragging him to living room for the 5th time that month for a new style she saw. “Come on lil’ man, it’ll be good I swear.” You watch from the sidelines as your son sits in between Sevikas thighs as she combs his hair in some kind of ponytail. Your son sees you and mouths ‘Save me’ at you. You hold back a laugh.

Vi let’s her daughter paint her nails. To make everything better she’s showing them off every chance she’s gets just to see her daughter smile, proud at her work.

Mel tried to have a simple “Paint Play date” with her daughter but it ended up being a paint fight that had Mel running down the hallway, covered in red and yellow paint, laughing while her daughter chased after her just as messy.

Sevika’s son has “Scary Mom Privilege” Sevika doesn’t know this and is confused why her son keeps saying “I’m gonna tell my mom”.

She’ll kill if she has to she just doesn’t know why he keeps saying it.

Vi’s daughter has that privilege too. Vi knows exactly why she keeps saying it and is proud of it.

Grayson had an extra office built in the enforcer station just for her son so he could feel like his momma.

She gifted him his own badge and everything and had him titled “Piltovers Junior head of the Enforcer Academy” She cried.

Renata can get a little to into her work and would lose her son when she isn’t looking.

Renata was loosing her mind. She lost the baby again. Now she’s running around the office asking if anyones seen a baby that looks like her “Excuse me, Hey you, have you seen a child, this tall, dark hair, mean eyes, very chubby, probably looks like me” They shake their head no and Renata almost cried. She didn’t know that you had found your son playing in a stack of papers while she wasn’t looking and decided to just take him home with you. You wanted to see how she’d react. You weren’t disappointed.

Grayson nearly lost her job after she found out her child was being called names. She was about to kill a kid and maybe a few teachers for letting it happen.

Vi has nearly died in the same week after she saw her daughter playing with “toy bomb” Jinx had gifted her.

Grayson fell asleep one time on the couch and her son decided it was a perfect time to use her face as a canvas.

Grayson trudged her way into the kitchen alerting you of her presence with a loud yawn. “How’d you sleep Gra- “ You hold in a laugh as you stare at her. “Huh?” She questions. Grayson looked like a graffiti bomb had blew up on her. There was a handle bar mustache, “Bestest Sheriff” across her forehead and other little marks. You wanted to take a picture so bad.

Ambessa’s child has a really bad biting habit. She worried that he’d end up biting onto something he wasn’t supposed to so she got him one of those baby chew things until he was 5.

Renata has a family photo of you all on her desk. She stares at it whenever she’s having a hard day :)

For a month, Ambessa quit her warlord duties because she wanted to focus on you both.

During that month, it was filled with laughter from both her and your son and maybe some arguing her and there. It was actually really funny seeing Ambessa so upset at a child’s words.

Sevika make sure every once in a while you all do something as a family. Visiting topside gardens? Yup. Going in the junkyard to play a game of ‘Who ever finds the coolest piece of scrap gets 20$’ Yup, your son has won a few times. Even watching movies in the living room.

Caitlyn and her son practice archery together.

It actually took forever for Caitlyn to proactive with him because she was sooo against it. She was scared he was gonna get hurt.

Caitlyn is an amazing teacher on “How to be the Perfect Gentleman”

Doesn’t really force anything on him but she most definitely is teaching him to respect him.

Ambessa plans picnics with just her and her son.

Sevika gifted her son his own set of playing cards for his 10th birthday.

Grayson will read to you both one of her book while you all cuddle up to her in your shared bed

Vi and her daughter do the most obnoxious things together.

One time, she laughed so hard milk flew out her nose and Vi laughed.

Okay but Mel and her son having matching bonnets???? ADORABLE

Mel is also really good at hairstyle so every 2 weeks her and her son are rocking some new hairstyle.

𝗕𝗼𝗻𝘂𝘀 ⇢ 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗮

Cass and Caitlyn used to have little tea parties together. Just little Mother Daughter bonding time.

Caitlyn had a fear of the dark when she was younger and Cass was more than happy to let her sleep in the bed with her.

“It’s alright Caitlyn.” Cass cooed, stroking her daughters hair. “Nothings gonna get you when I’m here” Caitlyn cuddled up closer to her mother and stayed like that until she fell asleep.

Cassandra rarely used to get upset at Caitlyn.

When she found out Caitlyn was allergic to peanuts, she nearly had a heart attack. Her whole life just flashed before her eyes when Caitlyn started gasping for air and turning purple.

Cassandra was addicted to getting Caitlyn to match dressed with her for every Gala that has ever been thrown.

note: i forgot half way through if i gave them a daughter or a son so i’m pretty i got most of this wrong 😭 caitlyn and cassandra’s relationship is like the one from brave. no i won’t elaborate

[a-d-nox]

If it's not too much trouble, can you talk about Circe?

circe, the enchantress (asteroid 34)

definitely no trouble - that’s what this blog is for! don’t be shy - make your requests!

this is circe.

Circe was the daughter of Helios (Titan of the sun) and Perse (an oceanid). If you have read The Odyssey by Homer, you know that she is casted in a villainous light for turning Odysseus’s crew into pigs. But really it’s their faults - Odysseus and company arrived on a desolate island, in doing so they looked around. When they discovered Circe’s house they invited themselves in (aw yes because that’s not rude - always announce when you are coming over). Eurylochus, Odysseus’s brother-in-law, sensed danger even after hearing her singing in the kitchen (no it wasn’t bad it was just eerie vibes). So he stays outside, while everyone waited indoors to eventually be received by the hostess (not that she knew they were coming *eye roll*). She offered them wine and when they began to drink, she pulled out her wand and turned her guests into pigs (minus Eurylochus, who is outside, and Odysseus, who stayed on the boat). She locked them all away in a sty. Eurylochus ran to Odysseus relaying what happened - at this, Odysseus decided to confront Circe. On the way to Circe’s, Odysseus received divine intervention - Hermes gave him a plant called moly (no relation lol) explaining this plant makes people immune to Circe’s magic. When Circe discovered that her magic had no effect on Odysseus, she saw him as brave and did as he requested (turned his crew into men again). Circe was in awe over him and pledged her devotion and love to him. As a result, Odysseus and company stayed on the island for a little over a year - Circe had three of Odysseus’s children but Odysseus went home to his mortal wife, Penelope. It was Circe and Odysseus youngest that accidentally killed Odysseus with a poisonous spear given to him by his mother. IN MY OPINION Circe in a chart can represent a) vengeful lovers, b) where/how people take you for granted, c) how manipulative or convincing you are, d) the area in life you tend to manipulate others, and/or e) magic or occult talent (my circe is in the 8h conjunct sun, moon, and mercury - makes sense why i am here writing (it’s also conjunct my qwerty asteroid) about asteroid astrology lol).

i encourage you to look into the aspects of circe along with the sign, degree, and house placement. for the more advanced astrologers, take a look at the persona chart of circe AND/OR add the other characters involved to see how they support or impede circe!

OTHER RELATED ASTEROIDS: odysseus (1143), ulysses (5254) penelope (201), and hermes (69230)!

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