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the-firebird69 · 2 years

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BJ lean forward to us after you said that and said the hard way it is yes it is the hard way you chose to do it that way we're doing it that way any hoes I'm the one saying it you're saying it so what we're doing it to you and have been because you chose that way he goes like this okay then but I chose it good that's what we wanted you to choose we want to kill you not f****** talk to you dumbass you f****** retard so he goes wow that's not good start to weep a little and he said what is it going to make you adjust your path nothing you've chosen the path you idiot so that's blabbing and it sent troops you've chosen it's your way right so he started saying this not really but it is what we said it is what you said. Cuz I can't stand it anymore your people in his people look the same we looked the same on purpose because of your mouth so he started shying away and he said I can't be held responsible of course not you suicidal piece of crap. At that point he started running away no he tried to get a weapon and do something then he started to say something how many people can hear it find out tons of people are listening and he's blamed for starting all this as well.

No BJ's in the crosshairs we expected it and he's a moron he's falling apart and he's getting weak and frayed and we are taking him down and we're suing him at Morgan & Morgan and we're suing Trump and the the people there are trying to disassociate and they are saying we can't seem to do so and we serve them all anyways they're just blabbing their asses off as a lawyer I would say that they're pretty much going to be done in court because they talk so much it's a very very huge problem with the lawyer if they talk and they are talking and they're wrong if he will feel better now the French guys BG is talking with his hands and the interpreters doing it trying to make him look stupid so he slowed down on it it was horrible yeah there's Trump people are deaf I'm not deaf we just have it. Tommy f is now issuing a threat and it's a very very serious one and he's smiling because my son told him some weird joke and it's making funny noises but his issuing a serious threat we're responding he's going to regret it and foreigners here too and they responding they're a huge forces moving on his basis and I mean huge this time they are drastically bigger than what they were and TransForce is being crushed they're driving over him because he won't get out of the way literally 100 septillion idiots at each base just will run over and more than that about 10,000 septillion a big ones and there's a lot of them probably 2 or 3,000 of those we're just killed and Trump's people will be out shortly cuz they're probably going to try to attack them at the rear and it's true here comes a little a****** said watch out here comes John rima Lord Trump he's going to try and go right up your ass knock it off so they're having a little argument here there's a huge war on and Trump is running up at the rear and he has brought about a hundred septillion to place and 10,000 septillion again the large ones and they fired and he's gone his reforming and he's doing it again this time twice as many and they're moving about 20 minutes I'll be there and it's probably the end of it for him a few more times and they're gone and Trump is not the only one gathering it's bja and others they're very insulted that they just drove over them that was important reason why if they sit back they'll get hit with longer and special to pull in every threatening the base and the mountain probably the best and the comet below

Now this is setting off the morlock now they're pissed off and her son says maybe she needs some rings he says maybe she needs some hoes give me 10 bucks I'll get some ho hos don't you want me to have sugar no that's the wife stuff there you have it so it's laughing cuz that's how it's done they're running at the base and all the assholes are in the way the foreigners foreigners are turning around again nailing them they got a supply line going and defending against the morons they're getting rid of the morons now everywhere we're moving out huge forces. Trump and Company I'm sending about 10,000 septillion to each small base an attempt to run over the Europeans because they see what pole position is and they're moving in cuz they're losing power by doing so they just figure it out actually a lot of them figured it out a geniuses now so they're trying to run in there and there's a huge pile at the edge and missiles are fired over and they're pretty much all dead and something's moving on the bodies out and they're massing again

Disrespectful of mass until they're not around anymore they're doing globally it's a ton of people

It's each time they're Mass Corky is saying we're going to lose everyone and I don't want to and you're making me do this Trump and he sends him in Trump says don't send him in there then and they argue as if it's a good thing they're losing all their people so the people are pissed off and attacking his special guard and it's about time and they're saying you don't know what you're doing need to wait our turn or whatever who cares you want us to hold cuz you're stupid so they're killing them off and there's only several septillion to them and the kind of tough and defending themselves but they'll be gone in a few minutes and a lot of them come here and then being killed here and her son says I can't offer you advice because the outcome might be different than what I think and I don't want to make a mistake you can ask Will and Bill for several scenarios so they are and just seeing a few things and a son said one of them and it's going to try that because they have anywhere distraction. .... A huge huge War and Corky and his are sitting in the back well cookie is out to lunch now doesn't know what to do come here is only going to hit him and he told him that tons of people are happy about it Tommy f is opening fire there's too many people it's like a hundred thousand subtility that small bases it's firing tons of stuff ships are hitting everywhere it's a gigantic hit foreign chips are moving in they're hitting Tommy from vino basis and weaponry and the Empire ships are now at the beginning and it's a space for finally another tied up the foreigners are moving in it's trying to take bases all of them the more like a firing on them from the rear the phone is a firing on them from the rear and coming in behind them and more locker behind them it looks ridiculous they're firing on each other in these rings of fire and it makes sense and Johnny Cash is Tommy f and tons of people are saying well you don't have a big mouth so this is huge war going on the time you have is going if you crema you don't have anything good good just keep saying it

Now this is a massive battle and it's important and we need those bases down and it's happening finally foreigners are at it and they're engaging several large bases took some pretty good hits but not enough to be down not even half a quarter but an eighth on one and 16th on the other the numbers are dead are phenomenal is going way up

The rings are disappearing it's huge that's a gigantic number of people the ordinance is pretty good but everyone's breaking out their special and they've had enough of Tommy f right now the population of Earth is half of what it was yesterday and Tom is using up his clothes rapidly it's going real fast and it's huge PGA the band of retards and idiots in castaways are going out to cerebus now we need power and they need the blasters any thought of it 10 minutes ago

I hear what the question is it's what is is the what's the population now and what are the losses things like that I can tell you one thing at this rate morlock will not be around in 2 or 3 days meaning the rate is very high and it doesn't have to stay that high for them to be out an average of 100,000 septillion a day they'll be out fairly soon

Now there's a huge war going on out over cerebus so 100,000 septillion aside in this four sides they're intensifying the fighting they'll all be out momentarily and it's going to refill that's a gigantic number of people it's more people than should be out there we stay at our post and we fend them off but that's a lot of people. The area of New York City all the way to the outskirts and suburbs and below is about 100,000 septillion now they've expended about 20 of those today but there are about 2,000 of those left and that's probably $2,000 at about half that but still that's still a lot 20 of a thousand is not that many it's not even 20% is 2% but the battle is gigantic and it's ongoing and they're going to try and sneak out while it's happening today they're saying and that might be why they leave with the pin. It's a huge power struggle it's going on now tons of people are in the fight bja wants to try and kidnap our son it's one of the rest of them they're a bunch of nincompoops these people are nuts and weak but we haven't doing a job for revenge against them

This one is not necessarily A Sun's idea it's partially his it's more Hera and her idea

Thor Freya

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onlyswan · 2 years

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summary: in which it’s pouring outside and jungkook is craving s’mores.

> fluff / wc: 3k

> warnings: is this considered having an existential crisis ? mention of making out <3

note: we’re in the middle of summer but i waited for it to rain all week just to write this. because it only felt right shrugs. do i wish you’d read this while listening to rain sounds in the bg ? maybe.

as always lmk what you think :] mwah

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“we look like a movie poster for those indie romance movies right now.” jungkook utters quietly with a small smile, the kind that shows more in his eyes than his lips. “the kind that leaves you with an ache in your heart for days but it hurts so good because the movie felt too real and too dreamlike at the same time.”

hushed whispers floating in the cold, unlit living room. his voice loud enough for you to hear despite the clouds crying loudly up above the sky and over the roof over your heads. the clouds’ weeping is music for the gentle souls, after all.

you ought to chase his words around, hands clawing at the air and naked feet pattering against the carpeted floor, just to swallow and keep them safe in your heart. your little treasure chest that had to break a couple million times to accommodate more words. more memories. more love.

a kiss is pressed on the exposed skin of your right shoulder, the sleeve of your oversized shirt hung lower and lower the longer the fervent dancing of your lips with jungkook’s went on.

your legs around his waist. his hands holding your waist. your hands grasping at the loose shoulders of his grey shirt. his forehead leaning against yours. why do lovers hold on to each other as if there will be no tomorrow to come? at which point of loving does the subconscious and irrational fear of the world ending at any second start to surface? the thought of the humankind ceasing to exist has been stubbornly knocking on your skull these days. and to put it frankly, your only concern about it is not being able to kiss jungkook like this again.

“too real and too dreamlike.” you repeat his words. your fingers caress his face tenderly, index finger tracing the scar on his cheek. every bump and every dent give you the reassurance that you are not dreaming. you sigh a breath of relief. “that describes you perfectly.”

“nuh-uh,” he raises an eyebrow. “that was meant for you. you know, i find it hard to believe how lucky i am. that i can hold you like this.” he softly squeezes your hips to emphasize his point.

“there are moments when i realize that oh shit, i have the most beautiful person in the world in my life and i am in theirs. ah, just saying it out loud like this makes it even harder to believe. i’m so happy.” the expressions on his face are so endearing to you. the pout of his lips. the way his bambi eyes widen when he says certain words. when he closes them and tilts his head to the side with a bunny smile while saying that he’s happy.

“i get the same feeling very often, too. i think you can tell when it happens.” you chuckle, hiding your face in your hands in embarrassment.

“is it when you ask me if we can take a bath together just so i’d wash your hair?” he teases, having done exactly that the night before.

you groan, lightly hitting his chest. “you volunteer to do that!”

“but baby, that’s the point.” he jokingly slaps his hand on his forehead and shakes his head in fake disappointment.

“well you also asked me to shave your stubble this morning, so what’s your point?”

his laughter tickles your ears. it’s one of his rare laughs, louder and deeper than the usual. “the point is! we’re just as crazy for each other, baby!” he grabs your face to give you a smooch on the lips, the ‘mwah’ sound so clearly pronounced. it makes the two of you laugh that you almost cry.

god, how you wish you could’ve captured that moment to watch over and over again until you get sick of it. (the truth is you’d watch it forever if it was up to you because no way you’re ever getting sick of it, but for the sake of sounding sane, let’s pretend that you someday would.)

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you’re laying comfortably without saying anything, squished between jungkook and the couch. you believe the mutual love you have for the rain binds you two together. why else would you be tangled with each other while watching the heavy rain blur the giant window of your living room? the small potted plants sitting on the windowsill are watching with you in pure tranquility, you can tell.

can you believe the clouds have been carrying that much water all this time? it must’ve been hard. oh, the poor clouds.

you think about the soil of the earth. oh, how dearly welcoming they are of the shattered pieces of raindrops. they embrace them all oh so tight until they become one and inseparable. you adore how the soil turns shades darker when it gets wet; how the color gradually spreads; how they come to be more alive. so warm, so comforting to admire the nature like this. to know that they love as humans do makes you want to love much harder.

“i’m craving something, but i can’t put my finger on it.” jungkook is the first to speak after more than twenty minutes of only the sound of rain stimulating your ears.

“jeon?” you take a guess. eyes still focused on the raindrops racing down the glass.

“hmm, no.”

“kalguksu?”

“no.”

“sujebi? ramyeon?”

he heaves a sigh. “noooo.”

“drinks, maybe? makgeolli?”

“still no. but that sounds nice right now.”

you grow silent as you try to think of other food he would usually crave when it rains. moments later, you feel his teeth softly biting the fleshy part of your palm below the thumb. not again.

you look up to him, eyes blinking in disbelief. “jungkook, i hate to break this to you but . . . i’m not edible.”

he pulls away, face feigning innocence. “that doesn’t explain why you taste so sweet.” and bites again, letting his teeth sink a little deeper this time.

“that’s because i don’t.”

he pulls away again. “i’m the one who had you in my mouth. you can’t tell me otherwise.”

you roll your eyes and make a face. he is about to bite you again when it hits him. sweet. and soft. marshmallows? hmm, no- oh wait-

he dramatically gasps, leaning forward and leaving only a few inches of distance between your faces. “baby, s’mores. i’m craving s’mores.”

“what?” your eyebrows knit together, before a smile forms on your lips. “s’mores out of nowhere?”

“i want some so bad.” he whines, head falling back to the pillow in distress. it isn’t exactly advisable to drive in the pouring rain just to buy a bag of marshmallows. the pieces of wood in the backyard are most likely wet from the rain, too.

“okay, get up.” you order him, patting the side of his ass.

“do you need to pee? i’ll come with you.”

you look at him as if he just grew two heads. boys like tagging along to the bathroom too? okay. new information encoded.

you boop his nose, feeling very much endeared with your boyfriend. “i’ll make you s’mores, silly.“

“huh? how?”

“just get up and come with me in the kitchen.” you push him lightly, and the lower half of his body slowly slides down the couch until he’s sitting on his ass on the floor. you slide your feet into your fluffy slippers because the kitchen floor is cold. he watches your every movement, sitting there lost and confused.

“meanie!” he yells out before standing up to follow you to the kitchen, careful not to slip with his socks on. when he arrives, you’re already standing on a chair from the dinner table set, pulling out a large bag of marshmallows from the top cabinet.

he stands beside the chair as you chew on a marshmallow, clearly feeling very pleased with the sugar playing with your taste buds. you feed him a yellow one, which he accepts with a glare. you smile at him innocently, stuffing his mouth with another.

“you’ve been hiding this from me?” his voice comes out muffled, the mallows making his rosy cheeks look extra soft and puffy.

his accusation leaves you offended. “do you really think i’d hide something here? i’m smarter than that!”

“that’s the point! you know nobody opens the top cabinets. there’s nothing in there because you can’t reach.” you purse your lips to contain your giggles. his mouth full of mallows and his wild hand gestures make it impossible for you to take him seriously.

you click your tongue, hiding the bag on your back. “so do you want s’mores or not?”

“i want.” he answers right away, sounding almost sad. you pat his head as a silent way to say good boy before turning around and hopping down the chair.

jungkook follows you to the stove animatedly, and his face brightens up when he realizes what you’re about to do. “you’re using the stove as fire?!”

“what else would i use it for, dummy?” you turn it on at low setting, and then insert the stick on a marshmallow. you start to roast it over the small fire exactly how you would if you were out camping in the middle of nowhere.

“is this safe?”

“i’ve been doing it since i was eight. and i’m healthy and alive.” you blow out the fire that got caught on it. “say ahhh.” he obeys, closing his lips around the stick and pulling out the marshmallow. it immediately melts and the delicious taste he has been desperately craving goes off like fireworks in his mouth.

“i’ll bring the graham crackers and nutella.” he gives you another quick kiss on the lips before he moves around the kitchen looking for them. you taste the marshmallow when you lick your lips after.

“baby, bring the chair too, please?”

he comes back with the graham crackers and the jar of nutella sitting on the chair he is carrying. “where do i put this?” you move to the side and point to the space infront of the stove. he sets it down there before hopping on the counter hugging his beloved food. you, on the other hand, climbs on the chair and sits down squatting. you’re on the perfect level as the stove.

and you spend the afternoon like that, you roasting marshmallows while jungkook is waiting with a graham cracker between his teeth. he bites down on it and takes the marshmallow from your stick before licking the spoon of nutella.

you’re too preoccupied with making sure the marshmallow you give him won’t burn his tongue to notice the red hearts replacing your boyfriend’s irises. you make him fall in love with you deeper and deeper without even realizing it. how do you endlessly find ways to make him happy? it doesn’t matter how small or big your gestures are, because the fact that it comes so naturally to you is what he appreciates the most.

the rain hasn’t stopped. you watch it pour from the window that stretches all the way to the both sides of the wall (it was your special request. you love seeing nature while doing whatever is that you’re doing. curtains exist anyway). the golden bell tree in your backyard stands out in the dull ambiance looming over the town. you notice the low area on the right side of the garden is almost completely submerged in brown water.

“we need to buy more garden soil.” you remind your boyfriend.

he peeks outside the window and makes a noise of vexation. “we do. let’s fix it together next weekend.”

when he looks back, a roasted marshmallow is already waiting for him to be devoured. “you should have some too, my love.” he holds your wrist and guides it into your mouth, and then feeds you a piece of graham cracker he dipped in the nutella jar. you give him a pleased smile, munching on the sweet treat with sheer delight.

he smooths down your hair affectionately before reaching down to give a tender kiss to your cheek. “you have never done anything to me that was not good. i love you.” you lean against his touch, savoring his natural warmth. his words tug at your heartstrings until you feel your heart get stuck in your throat.

“i love you more.”

they say that the most beautiful memories from your life flash before your eyes moments before you die. and you just know this memory in particular would be one of them. you wish you could relive this one day - the overflowing sincerity of his voice, the warmth of his hand, the sweet scent of the dessert, the rain knocking on the roof and the windows. god, even the piece of marshmallow stuck between your lower gums and teeth, and the feeling of your ankles getting painfully numb from your position. you want it all. all over again. one more time. one last time.

jungkook offers you a bite of the first proper sandwich he made, and he pulls it away until the line of melted marshmallow caught between your lips breaks. along with it, your resolve snaps into ruins. tears slide down your cheeks one by one. unstoppable.

your sniffles catch his attention in no second. he drops the half eaten sandwich on the plate and hops down the counter. without any struggle, he carries you to replace your spot on the chair. he places you on his lap to hold you as close as possible.

“baby, baby wha-” he pauses for a second to turn off the stove. it would be really bad if your hair gets burnt.

“what’s wrong, hmm? talk to me, please.” he brushes away the strands of hair blocking your face, tucking them behind your ear.

“i’m just- i never believed i’d ever get to a point in my life where i’d feel this happy and content.” you bite your lower lip harshly in a futile attempt to stop your tears. you’re being too dramatic, you scold yourself internally. “and lately, i’ve been feeling like everything will slip between the gaps of my fingers soon. and i just really don’t want that to happen.”

jungkook’s heart drops to his stomach. you used to reject the idea of happiness in your life, but over time you’ve learned how to welcome it with open arms. he was right by your side when you were still learning how to break down the walls you built yourself. and he realizes that this time around, you’re terrified of losing the happiness that took you a long time to be allowed to have.

he says your name softly, breathing out a sigh. “i can’t promise you things like this or that will never happen, because life is complicated and unpredictable. i can only promise you myself. that you will always have me because i will always choose to stay. so let’s stay here, okay? let’s not think about the past or the future. let’s live in the today and savor every moment gifted to us. let’s say what we want to say. let’s do what we want to do. so that we only have good memories to keep and no regrets to dwell on.”

you nod your head repeatedly, wiping away your tears with the back of your hand.

“i want nothing more in the world than for you to be happy for a long, long time.” he tells you quietly, like a handwritten confession he’s been keeping in his pocket for years. he takes over wiping your tears, gingerly caressing your cheeks with the pads of his thumbs.

“you’ve been making me happy for a long, long time. i love you. i really do.” you swallow thickly, softly pushing his hands away.

he pouts. “i love you more. let me wipe away your tears.” but you push them away again.

“give me something to wipe my snot with first maybe.”

“ah, my baby is feeling better now. here, use my shirt.” he offers the bottom of his shirt with a wide grin, and you shoot him a glare. “what? don’t worry. i’ll do the laundry as the laundry fairy.”

you get on your feet and use the box of tissue sitting on the corner of the counter to blow your nose on instead. he follows you again, wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning his chin on your shoulder while you do your business. he hums a random love song, slowly swaying your bodies from side to side.

when his eyes stray outside, he sees that the backyard is getting flooded. yeah, i need to work on that as soon as possible.

“i want more s’mores.” you say after tossing the dirty tissues in the bin.

“i’ll make them for you, baby.” you feel his lips briefly press against the skin of your neck, before he tugs at your hand and hoists you up on the counter by the waist. you swing your feet back and forth in the air.

“i’ll start making dinner too. kalguksu?” he inquires, and you agree with his choice. he also craves it after all. he turns on both spots of the stove and gets to work, roasting marshmallows for you while he waits for the dish to cook.

“we’re not allowed to consume sugar in the next two weeks.” you gulp down a tall glass of cold water after telling jungkook that you’ve had enough.

he winces. “isn’t two weeks a bit too long?”

“thirteen days then.”

“ah, yes, thirteen. our lucky number. that should do.”

you narrow your eyes. him agreeing right away is suspicious . . .

“i’ll be hiding the marshmallows for real this time.”

his shoulders visibly drop. “twelve days?”

“no.”

a bolt of lightning rips through the grey sky, making the ground vibrate from its extremely loud scream. you flinch in fear and shock, your heart almost jumping out of your chest.

“you have angered the sugar gods!”

“jungkook, it’s not funny!”

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knight-queen · 3 years

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Black Wolves Saga Bloody Nightmare (Common Plot Part 1)

This game covers 200+ memories and but I were to translate them individually, it will take me forever which no way I want lmao. So I decided to make the whole game into parts, specially the common plot. Each parts hopefully ends with a red-splash thing. I know it may sound inconvenient but I found it as a best option. The main thing I am worried is the selection things because they are so long and I hope God will help me to arrange the whole story smoothly <3

The sky is weeping. Weeping for grieving over the sorrowful event that is going to happen right away.

Large droplets of rain hit the ground. Some approaching sounds of footsteps mixed with such groaning rain could be heard from far away. Gradually, gradually.

The village which is more likely has sank inside the darkness has yet to notice the impending crisis.

???: ーー...It’s raining...brother.

???: ーー...Hmph. What is wrong, Rath? You are scared?

Rath: No, it’s not….It’s not like that...Brother, it’s raining awfully too much.

???: ーー...Raining? You are wrong, these are tears.

Rath: Tears? …...What do you mean?

???: God of the Weblin is crying. He is feeling sorrow for these humans after all.

Rath: Human...human...HUMAN...I hate them.

???: If so then kill them. Paint your heart with those emotions. Wolves do not need any heart inside them.

Looks like they appeared out of nowhere. Unscared of this rain, two human-looking persons were standing in the middle of the village.

One of them is tall figued. Another one is a young man still in the mid-way of becoming an adult.

Those are the eyes of fellows, ash colored beasts, the eyes which were shining like sparkles, like starving for flames and blood.

???: ーMove forward.

He commanded splitting a single word.

*Wolves howling sounds*

*Village was set to fire*

Female Resident 1: Heeeeehhh…!

Howling wolves are screaming as if they are proceeding by tearing through the rain.

As the people are uproaring in panic, the man’s smile inside the rain deepens.

A beautiful smile that one cannot overlook if the situation would allow you.

???: Kukukuh...Devour it all. These human’s blood, flesh andーーeverything.

Female Resident 1: KYAAAAAAAAAAA!! Wolves!? Why, what are they here....!!

Male Resident 1: Just run…!! Hurry and take our kids to….gh, kyaaa!!

???: ーIt’s pointless.

The howl of wolves that vibrates the dark night. Plus their accumulated screams rise one by one, and the echo disappears in an instant.

The sound that could be heard next was the pulling sound of something heavy. Pulling human bodies one after another.

*BG turns to an wolf eating flesh*

The next sound that could be heard was the chewing sounds of the wolves mixed with rain-water. Those wolves were slicing humans as if they were nothing more than baits.

Female resident 1: Kyaaaaayaaaaaaaaaa!! Stopp….ughuh….!!

*Blood splash*

An awkward chewing sound was resounded from all around by getting mixed with raining sound.

At the same time, the scent of blood which was not getting erased even with incessant rain spread around. It stirs up the instincts of the wolves as well.

???: Fufh...it has a very beautiful timbre. Human’s shierkings are the best comfort. I hope you will not mind letting me hear more.

From the shadows of the wolves’ flock, someone stretched their hand by appealing for help.

Strengthless, yet that person was shivering and struggling like has gotten twitched.

???: Just die, shameless.

*Blood splash*

That person has stopped moving right away.

From human, to object. To alive, to dead. From a mass of protein, to a piece of flesh.

All left now is the despicable sound of water that wolves are using to satisfy their hungry stomach, but that could be heard inside of darkness.

???: More, fill your stomach more. Eat them all….

The male’s heart gets filled with screams and frustration. Meanwhile, a villager seemed to run away in sight of that man.

That person is a villager. His destination will probably be the stable. His intention for now is to ask his neighbouring villagers to help him out by riding on a fast horse.

Once he manages to get on the horse, then wolves or something like that will be unable to interfere with him.

???: ...Guillan.

He muttered by calling that name.

Guillan: Hiyaaaaaa~! What’s up, Arles? Isn’t it just a waste of time to kill that ugly jackass?

Arles: ーIt is an order.

Guillan: Tch, how boorish. ...Well then I am gonna kill ‘em in boldly, ‘kay? Just watch me will yaaa’ー?

Along with sliced-through-wind sound, silver light breaks through the dark night. Then he immediately scratched off the man’s head who was trying to reach the horse-stable.

Resident 1: Guggh…!!

*blood splash*

Slashed fresh blood. But that immediately got mixed and soaked with rain and soil respectively.

*Shoots*

Guillan: I hit itー! Wooooooh! Oi, they’re seriously tiny sized fish. Guess it’s worth it to get more of ‘em still alive?

The headless villager trumple down to the ground with a thud. Right there was a flock of wolves. Soon enough, they could be seen devouring by chewing him.

They slurp down the fresh blood as they apart the flesh. Gushed and overflowed red with rain droplets have become one and they both are ending up being mud.

Guillan: Ahh, that guy is fukin’ ugly. Me the great don’t wanna see him, so gonna mess him up.

*Shoots*

Guillan: Hiyaaa! Cool, cool. Kindly just pass away, ugly humans.

*Another shoot*

Guillan: Hiyahahahah! Now it becomes easier to eat, yah? Eat ‘em more, ‘cuz they are merely chunks of “meat” anyways, kay?

*Blood splash*

Guillan: Ooh, It’s damn boring for some reason. It’d be better if they would fight back more. Just hunting isn’t fun though?

Arles: ーShut up. It is my order.

Guillan: Oh goodness, I smash ‘em all just as you wished right? You knoooow, wolves sob if you don’t compliment them.

Arles: ...Alright.

*Arles pats Guillan*

Guillan: Kukukuh...I like that side of yours. Oi, shall I butcher ‘em more?

*gets ready the spin-blade*

The young man called Guillan, at his fingertips, there is the dangerous weapon that reaped out the life of the villager is rotating making a humming sound.

It is a weapon called chakram, a weird weapon where one has to bag fingers into it and hurl at the distant target by being very concentrative.

Every single part of it’s external is made out of blade, the users will get hurt if they make an error in holding that.

The perfect owner of that weapon, that young man, was really suited to using that.

*Shoots + Blood flash*

Guillan: Arlesーwhat ‘bout attacking a bigger place? As you can see, It’s been a while since this miny village’s gone hollow.

They aren’t even responding a thing. Darning borin’. They are fukin villagers after all. Seriously trash yeah?

More, more and more, let’s do somethin’ more entertainingー?

*Shoots again*

Guillan: Hiyaaa, hiyaaaaaa, hiyaaaaaaaaahーhhh!!! Blooood, blooood, blood-blood-blood-blood, gotta chop off everything wooo!

Although he seems to have lost his mind, at the same time, the Charkram shoot off from his fingertips and hunts the prey by spinning through the rain and wind.

*Blood splash + stab sound*

Female Resident 1: KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAー!!

His attitude is potent, and his talent is that not only was he able to master a very difficult weapon, he mastered hunting a target very comfortably and easily. That skill of his is very well-known.

Arles: ...Fufh, you are right. We can begin to prey upon a larger city onward. We must make those humans...suffer, more suffer.

Kill more...we must kill them more. We must erase them entirely.

Guillan: Hiyahah! Sounds great...I can’t wait…

Among the wolves as they run, hunt and howl in the rain, those two’s conversations are like talkings between a child and his corresponding guardian.

Right after, Arles starts gazing on the other side.

Arles: ...What is Rath doing?

Guillan: Rath? Oh...you mean that rookie huh. Wasn’t he just hunting the foolish who were simply trynna escape over there.

He doesn’t seem to like murder thing that much. Don’t really think he is your younger bro.

Arles: ...Rath is still immature. If he abandons his emotions, he should be able to kill humans.

Guillan: Abandon emotions? He’d feel more at ease if he’d just do fun stuff and stop thinking about troublesome shits.

*Spins his Chakram*

Guillan: Hiyyaaah! ‘Kay then, I’m gonna rampage a lil’ more.

Arles: Do not let even a single one be alive. Kill everyone except wolves, seize the souls of everyone. Everyone.

Guillan: I’m down for itー! Bossー!

The scent of blood, as well as the screams and everything which is happening gets erased in the rain, doesn’t even reach anyone.

Now this small village has turned into a hunting ground for wolves.

Arles: ...Rath.

Rath: ……

After shifting places with guillan, the young man has shown up as if he gets out from the dark.

Arles: What were you doing?

Rath: ...Nothing particular. I was killing them. Just as you told me.

Arles: Do not worry, Rath. Set on fire after the rain stops.

Rath: ...Yeah. I know, brother.

Arles: We are doing this in order to let it know what happened. We want the foolish subjects of Weblin to realize the existence of us, the wolves.

Take everything away, their houses, lands, and lives so that they cannot even think about coming to these places again.

Rath: ...Big brother, I know.

Arles: If you know then respond. The leader of this flock is me.

Rath: ...Yeah.

Arles: Rath, do not think about the points that much. Listen to your own insects inside you. Sound yourself more like “kill humans!”

Rath: ...I know, brother. I know!!

Arles: Say it, you will kill them.

Rath: I will kill. I will...kill humans.

Arles: Say it once more. It is an order.

Rath: ...Kill, kill, kill...kill. I will kill...kill...kill. I will kill, kill...kill, kill, kill, kill them.

I must kill them.

Arles: Rath, do not hesitate. You are not allowed to forget what they did to us.

Rath: Kill, kill, kill, kill. Yeah...I will kill them.

Arles: Alright...time to go. Fire up.

A small nod, then the young man disappeared out of sight just like he faded away in the dark.

Arles: ...Kukukuh.

The male chuckles as he is glaring at this hellish disaster.

Arles: Other races etc, just devour all of them. Wreck them out and get rid of everything.

Look, the God of Weblin. This is the beginning of the wolves’ revenge. If you say our race is cursed, then I dare you to curse more.

Kukukuh, hahahah, HAAHAAHHAHAHAH!

As the bloody-rain continues, the man who stood in the middle of this tragic place was the king of the wolves.

Weblin Kingdom

It is a small kingdom which is lying at a corner of the continent thronged with great powers.

Garibaldi family of the Cat species rules it. Surrounded by abundant and strict atmosphere, Weblin is undoubtedly standing as an solitary island on the continent.

While wearing armor called “Nature which prevents aggression”, this kingdom was flourishing as an independent civilization on the continent.

The one that holds domination power is the species called ‘Cats’.

In this world the species that exist are ー1) ’Cats’

2) Human

3) Wolves

4) And the rare species are ‘Rat’

5) Lion

6) Dog

7) Rabbit

When wolves and humans hand over the top of the Weblin to the Cats, the races living there including the rare ones were being dominated.

Hundred of years passed after its founding, although there were clan’s barriers in it, Weblin was still a harmonious and splendid country which existed in a beautiful environment.

Exactly like this, until ten years ago.

As the history progressed, Cats and other races of Weblin were producing a few number of frictions.

Exploiting takes place right one after another. The relationship between the tribes finally began to be disputed.

There was a rebellion that occurred ten years ago.

A wolf guard-knight who used to work for the Weblin kingdom had turned the sword towards one of the members of the royal family.

Cats who ruled Weblin, and the one who ruled on their top of that was the royal family Garibaldi. Treasoning that family was a very heavy sin.

That guard-knight’s residence was disrupted and so after he was driven out from the country. However一the uproar still was not all over.

That uproar was not only between Wolves and Cats but involved in every other race.

一And thereupon, a big plague had assaulted the country.

A brutal death-disease called “Zodiva” 一 so called this disease by human and it was in trend.

This may dye the sufferer’s skin into black color and may also end up completely spoiling the brain-tissues. And this unknown caused plague will eventually lead the affected individual into madness.

Wherein a rumour takes place which is “Wolves are the reasons behind the origin of this plague.” This rumour got spread across many regions in no time.

The people of the villages and towns that wolves attacked were feared, that thoroughly-outbroken disease was the wolves’ curse.

And eventually that ‘Zodiva’ name becomes identified as ‘Madness-disease by Wolves.’

In order to sweep away the fear of such people, the Weblin Kingdom Garibaldi VI had announced a certain rule.

一 “Genociding Wolves Law”

“Behead the wolves who are the origin of the nation-wrecking disease.”

Balanced relationships between the clans that had been preserved for 100 years have decisively collapsed after coming this far.

The decree to protect yourself from the wolf species was warranted as a reason to hunt the wolf species behind anyone’s notices.

In the fear of Zodiva, the other clans started wildly joining in wolves-hunting and had decided to exterminate them.

ーAnd ten years have passed since then.

Due to the dramatic decrease of wolves, the impact of Zodiva has also descended.

However, the wolves killing law that Garibaldi VI had published still continued to function without undo.

The wolves species began to decrease so much as if it was an endangered species.

By changing the wolves’ position to be preyed on, the cats became more and more absolute strength owners.

Weblin, unlike the outer places where the plague was not spreaded, is now belonging to cats…

ーIt was an absolute monarchy.

Place: Weblin Kingdom Castle一 Corridor

Auger: …?

Hm, I just heard a voice. As I was walking leisurely in the hallway, I stopped and brought up my ear to listen to something interesting or not.

(Hmmm? What kind of conversation would they possibly have in such a place like this.)

Waiting Maid 1: Hey tell me, did you two heard a rumour about a witch?

Waiting Maid 2: A witch?

Waiting Maid 3: Yeah, rumour about the witch of Charmessen (Beautiful Forest)?

Waiting Maid 1: Oh yeah exactly. You know, it’s said that there’s a witch in the Charmessen forest.

Waiting Maid 2: Yes, I have heard about it a little. It was about like the witch from the Charmessen forest is cursing the Weblin by wielding a disaster, right?

Waiting Maid 3: Exactly, as you see the northward village has been raided up and destroyed by the wolves recently.

Waiting Maid 2: Very miserable indeed… After eating and killing the people regardless of their gender and age, they even set the places on fire.

Waiting Maid 1: Yeah, I talked to a member of knighthood who was dispatched later on…

It was not cool to ask him but, he turned pale after saying it wasn’t something that humans could do.

Waiting Maid 3: Even a brave knight has averted his eyes, it means it was a terrible spectacle indeed…

Waiting Maid 1: Same goes for the impact on the wolves, I heard the witch is manipulating the wolves to attack everyone.

Waiting Maid 2: Eeh? But what the witch would possibly achieve by making the wolves attack down.

Waiting Maid 3: You know, it’s something that I have heard though...because the witch wants to have an eternal life, she will need so many sacrificial victims.

Waiting Maid 1: Then she is making the wolves hunt the villages or towns to get so many sacrificed people...I am scared now.

Waiting Maid 2: Talking about being scared...recently the Garibaldi Majesty IV keeps getting in weak condition. I am scared of what if something bad happens.

Waiting Maid 1: You’re right. Majesty’s condition just keeps getting frailed lately…

Waiting Maid 3: Raids by wolves, Zodiva, Witch and so many threatening stuff are going on. So I would like the Majesty to hang on there…

Waiting Maid 2: Rather, isn’t it okay to hand over the royal to His Highness Mejojo really quick?

Waiting Maid 1: Hush…! How can you handle it if it goes to others’ ears…!?

Waiting Maid 3: As she said, no matter how number one royal successor Lord Mejojo is, don’t say so confirmly that he is going to be the next heir.

Expecting Garibaldi VI is going to pass out is something considered as the crime of treason you know?

Waiting Maid 2: ...R- right...kh. I am so sorry for being careless.

The silence that stares around for a while continues. The three of them are more likely to sweat over what they will do if somebody would hear their conversations.

Auger: (Seriously, you ought to be careful since you don’t know if somebody had a chance to hear you or not.)

That’s right. For example, just like this, there was a possibility that the twin brother of the next royal successor prince Mejojo Von Garibaldi has been taking a peek in your conversations.

(Everyone likes gossiping about rumours afterall~ I also don’t hate it though)

I like it even more if it comes out handy for me.

Waiting Maid 1: That being said...It just pops up in my mind. The disagreements between the Garibaldi Majesty VI and his twin princess came out pretty much a fact.

Waiting Maid 2: Eh? No kidding?

Waiting Maid 3: Oh, I heard about that too. Let me go back umm...it was about Lady Eleanora and Rayrie, yeah?

Waiting Maid 2: Lady Eleanora and Rayrie…? Who are you talking about? Was there anybody with those names?

Waiting Maid 1: Ohh, you have moved here recently. Both Lady Eleanora and Rayrie are Majesty Garibaldi VI’s wives.

Waiting Maid 2: Oh yes, that’s why...I felt like I heard those names before.

But surely both of them had passed away right?

Waiting Maid 1: ...Yeah. It’s been many years since Lady Eleanora and Rayrie had passed away.

Waiting Maid 2: I see. Guess no matter how newcomer I am or other maidens, you are gonna know those names today or tomorrow.

If that is the case then...it means Majesty Garibaldi VI is very sorry.

Waiting Maid 1: Eh? Why’s that?

Waiting Maid 2: Because both of his wives have passed out pretty early, no?

Waiting Maid 1: ………

Waiting Maid 3: ………

Waiting Maid 2: Eh? What’s wrong with the two of you? Did I just...say something weird?

Waiting Maid 3: ...You say something weird or not, Err well...looks like you still don’t know yet, so I shall inform you about that.

Waiting Maid 2: E- eh?

Waiting Maid 1: Talking about Lady Eleanora and Reyrie are prohibited in the interior of the castle. Even if you split them accidentally, you are gonna be dismissed.

Waiting Maid 2: Di- dismissed…?

Waiting Maid 3: Told you right? Lady Eleanora and Reyrie contents are the main reason for the bad patches between His Majesty and his princes.

Waiting Maid 2: Eeh? What does that mean?

Waiting Maid 1: Well you see…

Auger: (Looks like the time has arrived)

*Footsteps*

Waiting Maid 1: …!

Waiting Maid 2: …!

Waiting Maid 3: …!!

I purposely straightened my neck up and showed up from the place that I have silently been hiding.

The maidens who were blooming like a flower while ridiculously chattering a minute ago, are instantly turning into pale blue.

That’s not surprising either. Because the rumoured person that was being chased by these ladies’ curious minds has presented his appearance.

Auger: Hey there, what three of you were talking about? Would you please let me join too? I love those kinds of conversations.

With an intentional carefree and light voice, I asked if it would be okay to accompany them.

Obvious enough, they turn around their heads side to side with immense vigor.

Waiting Maid 1: W- we are terribly sorry, your highness Auger...we are taking our leaves…!

Waiting Maid 2: Kindly excuse our silliness…!

Auger: Eeeh, aren’t you going a bit over? I had already heard every single word of what you just talked about. That being said, you also mentioned something like ‘you will get dismissed’, no?

Waiting Maid 1: N- not at all…! No way…! If I had misunderstood something...kh, I- I am begging your forgiveness…

Auger: Nope, now way I will pardon you right? You are gonna die here.

Waiting Maid 1: Hhhee…!!

*that maiden falls down*

Auger: So, what are you upto? Oh right, you also intended to say that yeaaa.

Waiting Maid 2: W- we are begging...your pardon...gh!

Auger: Oh jeez, do not let out that loud voice. It’s earsore.

...I am a royal master musician. My ears are very sharp. And you can tell it clearly by looking at those ears, no? Or perhaps you humans can’t possibly get what I meant.

Look carefully, my ears are really great. I may end up hearing every single thing.

Waiting Maid 2: ...R- right.

Auger: That- is- why, if you talk about such things for a second time...I will kill you.

Waiting Maid 3: ...hhhgh…!!

Auger: Your response, lil’ human girls?

Waiting Maid 3: A- alright!! Your highness Auger!!

Waiting Maid 2: W- we beg our excuse…!

While the three parties fairly raised their voices, the ladies got dismissed from that place in no time.

Auger: Looks like there're so many rumours spreading out...Fufu, rumours are pretty fun I guess…?

I slothly resumed to start wandering while giggling.

Although it has declined, the effect of Zodiva still has not reached zero.

The raids on the towns-villages by the wolves.

The same time when those situations got paired, other threatening rumours also got spread in a blink of an eye.

Auger: (Even the ‘father is passing out’ being a rumour...mhm, pretty interesting indeed)

I was able to hear something very amusing while loitering around looking for cool news.

I’m also telling this great news to my big brother.

I have to set it up since brother has a serious gaze. He may also not be gonna tease about it like me.

Let’s make it more interesting if that’s what the case is, okey?

#black wolves saga translations #black wolves saga bloody nightmare #black wolves saga #rejet otome games #otome games translations #BWS bloody nightmare #BWS BN common plot p1

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bracefacefreak · 5 years

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My thoughts re-watching New Moon #1

So I wrote a whole freaking word document on my comments and now it’s vanished and didn’t even autosave. *sigh* So this will be a relatively abridged version of what I can remember. I’m sure you’re all happy about that.

-Old Bella and young Edward is weird and I am not for it at all. How does Edward even think that is going to work? -Alice-are you even trying to be human? -BELLA YOU ARE NOT HELPING! -Like seriously Alice is leaping around school like a freaking acrobat and says out loud in a packed hall that she has seen Bella open her present, and then Bella just shouts at Jasper about his mood control thing. Carlisle is getting a chill down his neck at work and he knows that his kids are doing something STUPID! -Eric crying at R&J in class, like actually weeping, is a total mood. -Aro is such a pretencious noob. -Also Ed going on about how nothing matters to him but Bella when his family with super-hearing are next door. Nice boy. -Also Aro give Caius a total ‘Bitch what you doing’ look as he walks over to the balcony. -Emmett is the best and no-one can convince me otherwise. -Rosalie’s fond eye roll at Emmett as he talks about his gift to Bella, and how she totally doesn’t care that Bella knows she had no role in finding a present for her. -How does a papercut bleed that much!? -Carlisle is the best and no-one can convince me otherwise. -That slow spinning shot with Possibility playing in the bg as the seasons pass by is just gorgeous. -Charlie Swan js the best and no-one can convince me otherwise. -Bella and Jake as so freaking cute and why did Smeyer have to ruin everything with the freaking love triangle-I just want platonic BFFs Jake and Bella who love each other but are not IN love with each other. -Face Punch and Love spelled backwards is Love-WTH! -That scene between Bella and Jake in the rain-Ah my heart! -And the meadow is dead. I think that metaphor just knocked me unconscious with how unsubtle it is. -Harry subtly covering up the wolf pack. Also I can’t recall who actually knows about the wolves? -Emily deserved better -Vampire girl and wolf girl-I WANT THEM TO BE FRIENDS. This was such a missed opportunity! -That FREAKING Victoria chase scene! It’s legit awesome. I love it. -Also Rachelle Leferve can bite me anytime she wants -Is Edward in Brazil? Why is he there of all places? And he’s not on Isle Esme cause that is one grotty bedroom. So? -I fucking love Michael Sheen! -Jane’s little hump when Ed says he’s not afraid haha -THE ELEVATOR SCENE IS A WORK OF GENIUS! I died and this is my ghost telling you how good it was. -Aro is creepy af. Also thirsty af-his look when Alice stops him drinking Bella, I understand dude -Jane is so pissed at Bella’s impenetrable shield and I just love watching Dakota Fanning do her angry face! -Marcus is soooooo fucking done with Aro and his shit. I feel you man. -Who’s going to clean up the mess in the volturi’s chambers? Caius, I bet it’s Caius. -Who dressed Edward and Bella in that vision? because Alice would NEVER let them run about in those clothes! -Caius is SO FUCKING ANGRY ALL THE TIME AND I LOVE IT! -I hope none of those tourists speak English -The soundtrack in this film is good but not on Twilight level -Charlie Swan is the best and anyone who thinks otherwise can FIGHT ME -Bella being sure of what she wants and going for it-YES GIRL -Jasper voting yes so he doesn’t want to kill Bella all the time and Alice giving him this little smile that says thanks babe but never say that again. -Emmett’s bro hug. I just love his and Bella’s dynamic. They are going to be chaos twins. -Carlisle agreeing because he will not loose his son, even though he clearly isn’t thrilled about turning a human who isn’t about to die. My moral bby. -I dislike how Jake is totally disregarding Bella’s opinion in this. -Bella can be quite manipulative can’t she. It’s not a criticism, it’s an interesting character trait and one I didn’t notice before. I like her.

#twilight #sorry not sorry #mine #new moon #this is short #I had more but can't remember anything else #be grateful

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leoswritingcorner · 5 years

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it happened one night

i wanted to expand more on jean’s bg in 20′s au and answer that question of is she an accidental widow or did she really kill her husband? (cw for violence and sensitive subjects. but it’s not too bad. still fair warning!)

It had started out as a starry night. The full moon casting a silver glow across the sky. Gradually, however, the slow crawl of storm clouds began to darken out the shine of the stars and moon above. Thunder rumbles lowly at first, then booms loudly over New York, announcing its arrival.

Jean watches from the window of her bedroom as the rain start in easy drops until it begins to shower down in a brutal downpour. The sound echoes through the house. She leans back on the bed, and kicks off her heels. It had been another long night of a borish soiree her husband had dragged her to. With guests who he was eager to brag to, or appeal to. Guests with deep pockets and agendas that matched his.

She reaches up, and starts plucking away the numerous pins in her hair that held her massive curls in place. Jean winces, but sighs in relief at the pressure that eased away. Her husband, Vernon Adley, often requested...well, requested would be a term too soft. Demanded, was more like it. That Jean kept her hair a certain style, makeup to a certain minimum and wardrobe approved before each and every outing.

She often thought of thought of smothering the old man in his sleep. But that would be too good for him. Besides, she only had to bid her time. The annulment papers her father had drawn up and that she had signed just days ago would come into effect soon. Vernon Adley had been a thorn in her family’s side for years, and soon enough, the rug would be pulled from under him.

The storm seems to grow stronger outside, as Jean undresses. It was fashionable, a bit long, but the kind of dress that clung to her, and caught attention. The kind of attention Vernon was seeking out. Jean grits her teeth, remembering the way his fleshy hand had groped and grabbed at her all night. It wasn’t till she cracked his finger bones in her own crushing grip that he backed off. She throws the dress carelessly onto the floor, and tugs on a robe, tightening the sashes.

A loud pounding sounds at her door, before it practically flies off the hinges. Jean catches a glimpse of Vernon’s red face, and swears under her breath. “Ay que bueno.” She comments sarcastically, motioning to the crack that was made into the wall. “It’s late, Vernon. What do you want?” She asks sternly. The seventy-five year old man’s eyes are bloodshot, and narrowed on her, gripped tightly in his hand was a crumpled sheet of paper.

Jean flinches slightly when he lifts his hand, shaking the paper in her face. “What is this?” He barks. Jean closes her eyes, turning her head away from him.

“Annulment papers.” She replies simply. Vernon begins to let loose a swarm of swears, and Jean ignores them, settling onto the seat of the vanity table.

“On what grounds?” Vernon persists, slamming the paper on the vanity top. Jean glares at him through the mirror. Instead of answering, she picks up a brush, and begins to comb her hair. Vernon slams the paper onto the table again, harder this time, knocking over perfume bottles. “On what grounds?!” He repeats.

Jean shrugs, trying to keep her hands from flying out to strike the man in his ruddy face. “We haven’t consummated our marriage” She finally says, “and I never intend to do so.” Jean had made sure of that from the day they married.

There’s a wet sputtering that comes from Vernon. “Nonsense.” He gets out finally. “I want a son. An heir to-”

“You have countless sons from your first four marriages, Vernon.” Jean cuts in. “All legitimate and even some illegitimate to pick from. I will not give you any children.” She says, turning to face him. “Consider this my one act of kindness for these six months of hell you’ve given to me This marriage was to settle an old family debt.” She tugs at the wedding ring on her hand. “It’s settled, done.” She says with finality, as she tosses the ring down.

She doesn’t wait for his retort, and stands up. But before she can walk a step away, Jean feels a rough shove to her back. Vernon lands atop her, the bed squeaking under both their sudden weight. Jean struggles, turning herself around. Her green eyes wide, as Vernon fumbles with the robe sashes.

“You will give me a son.” He snarls, shoving her harder back into the bed. Jean feels a surge of fear and anger combined flow through her.

“Get off!” She hisses, scratching at his face. Her nails dig into his skin, and claw across his eyes. Vernon yelps, and Jean shoves him off. She flies out of the room, and down the hallway. She makes it to the office room, shutting the door.

Lightning lights up the room, and that’s when she sees the phone. Jean snatches up the receiver, trying to calm her breathing as the operator came on the line. “Connect me to Louis Hyes.” She whispers quickly. “Hurry.”

It’s quiet out of the room. She can only hear the storm. She wonders if Vernon passed out. Judging from the smell of his breath, he probably fell into some drunken coma. The line rings before someone picks up.

“Heath.” Jean breathes. “Tell papá to come to come get me. I can’t-”

The door flies open and Jean gasps, dropping the phone. Vernon stumbles in. His face and eyes were red, light traces of blood seeping down his face. Jean backs away, as he moves forward. “Do not come near me.” Jean snaps. Vernon picks up the phone, hanging it up. Neither of them knowing the other line had already hung up.

Jean rounds on the table, but Vernon’s form blocks her from the door. There’s something in his hand. “Come here, my darling wife.” He spits. “It’s only fair I slice your pretty face or throat wide open.”

Jean’s eyes widen in terror as he raises the knife. With a scream for help, she races to the balcony doors, flinging them open. Vernon comes close behind and the knife gleams in the flashes of lightning that cracks overhead. He charges at her, before she can scream again his hand is gripping her hair in a vice-like grip, twisting her head back.

Her body trembles from the cold of the pelting rain and fear. Her back bends as he forces her against the rail of the balcony, leaning over her. The storm practically roars in her ears, she barely hears Vernon laughing at her. Her shaking comes to a stop at the feel of the blade’s side pressing against the curve of her cheek. In one last attempt, fueled by absolute desperation she swings out her hand, hitting him in the throat, hard. Vernon gags, doubling over. A clattering sound lets her know he no longer had a hold on the knife.

He glares at her, and weakly lunges at her. Jean growls, fighting back as he pushes her once more dangerously close to the ledge of the balcony.

Their bodies twist and Jean uses all her strength to shove and push, until she feels his weight shift and slip away from her hands. The fabric of his shirt falls from her fingers. In the howling of the wind, his screams were lost. Thunder steals away the sound of his body hitting the pavement.

Jean stands there, stone still. The rain continues to beat down, the storm barely showing any sign of letting up. She dares a look over the ledge. Her hand comes flying to her mouth, muffling the sob that built in her throat. Six stories down, his body laid tangled, bloodied. He was dead.

She killed him.

That was what Vernon Adley deserved.

She plays along, crying and sobbing. It’s not hard to do. All she had to do was thinking of the past six months. Jean weeps, hiding into her half-brother’s chest.

The police take pity on her. The poor young wife had been bathing when her husband took a drunken fall off the balcony in the storm. His body had been there for hours before anyone even realized. They give their condolences and ask no more questions. They knew better.

Louis Hyes made sure every house servant on duty that night had their pockets and purses filled. If they played along, and kept their mouths shut and story right.

Heath kisses the top of Jean’s head, rocking his younger sister gently. “It’s okay.” He says softly. When no one else but their father is around, he adds. “He’s gone.”

“Gracias a Dios.” Jean whispers back. For the first time in a long time, she relaxes. Control. was back in her hands. Louis strokes his daughter’s hair. The storm began to lessen, but thunder still rumbled in the distance.

This wasn’t how it was supposed to happen, but things change all the time. Now the plan began.

#the answer is YES to BOTH #jean cordova #heath hudson #20s au #20's au

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gokailyger84 · 6 years

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12-Secrets Revealed

Revealing Bri/an's Secret

BH-dan takes Bri/an out on halloween to make him realize he does love the way he looks

halloween party when they’re already in la

LZ-Dan would be so excited, while Bri/an is just kinda whatever. But he is kind of curious to how the others will react to his demon form, even if they think it’s a costume. He is a little worried since there will be more people he doesn’t know coming to the grump Halloween party.

Dan wants Bri/an to see that their friends would accept him too. It’s been over five years and Dan is still the only person Bri/an has revealed himself to. He’s kinda been encouraging Bri/an to at least reveal himself to Arin and Suzy.

Bri/an’s still hesitant. He doesn’t know if he can handle rejection. It been so long since he’s been in that self loathing mindset, he’s in no hurry to go back. Dan promises they won’t reject him. Dan knows they won’t.

He really wants Bri/an to trust the others and he kinda wants someone else in on Bri/an’s secrets but he tells Bri/an he won’t push it but the party would be a good opportunity to ease them into it.

LZ-Bri/an would be so nervous walking around the office in his demon form. He sticks close to Danny not wanting to be alone. But he’s gotten nothing but compliments and whenever someone asks how he made the horns and wings, dan would take over having researched cosplay materials so they’d have a believable reason for the “props” existence

BH-someone’s like “i never pegged you as the festive type, Bri/an” and dan jumps in all

“hahaha yeah, that’s my fault! i just thought he’d look really good in this, i’m glad he puts up with me”

LZ-Suzy would corner Bri/an and would be asking all kinds of questions, cause it looks so authentic and real(she would know) and Bri/an is in a panic because Dan’s not with him and he actually wants to tell her the truth. Of all their friends Suzy would definitely be the most accepting of his true self.

BH-suzy would be so into this

BH-“you even got full sclera contacts, that’s dedication! aren’t they uncomfortable?”

“i, uh-“

she’s turning Bri/an’s hand this way and that, admiring his claws like

“god i wish i could do this with my nails”

LZ-‘What do I do? what do I do? Where’s Danny???’

(BH-pic of Bri/an and Suzy)

BH-suzy is full-on "what a cute monster you are!!"

LZ-Then to make matters worse Arin comes over and asks if he’s okay, which is weird since Bri/an’s expression is completely neutral(maybe Arin unconsciously senses Bri/an’s feelings)

BH-suzy asks if it’s alright for her to examine his tail because that tuft at the end looks so soft and that’s when dan interjects

SG-IXNAY ON THE AILTAY

LZ-Oh that would be a disaster, especially since Suzy would be so curious and she knows how Arin gets with his tail

LZ-Now Bri/an has both of them questioning him and he’s about ready to bolt when Dan appears next to him.

BH-Bri/an thanks his lucky stars because he’s not about to fucking explain THAT reaction

LZ-Dan would excuse them and take Bri/an off to the side in the hallway. He’d ask him if he’s alright and Bri/an would shake his head. He feels so conflicted. He’s tired of lying to their friends but he’s so afraid of them looking at him with disgust. And what he and Dan have with them is so good.

The past two years with the Grumps has been amazing. He doesn’t want to ruin that. Dan assures him it’ll be alright and even if it wasn’t, he’d still have Dan.

Bri/an would look at him in disbelief. Dan won’t leave him? Dan’s a bit offended that Bri/an would think that he’d just dump him but he understands Bri/an’s fears. After thinking it over a bit more Bri/an agrees to reveal himself to Arin and Suzy.

Dan hugs him and kisses him on the forehead telling Bri/an he’s proud of him. He then tells him to go wait in the grump room while he gets Arin and Suzy.

Bri/an would be pacing back in forth in the grump room, his tail snapping in the air from agitation. This could go wrong in so many ways but also so right. He wishes he could just vanish, which he could but he also doesn’t want to disappoint Dan.

As soon as he hears the door opening, Dan announcing they’re coming in, Bri/an takes a deep breath. Here goes nothing.

BH-Bri/an reverts back to his human appearance right before they walk in and arin and suzy are surprised he was able to change out of his costume so quickly

like, where’d he stash the wings

LZ-They’d be looking around expecting to see the costume on the floor or couch. Dan would give him an encouraging smile as he takes his place by Bri/an’s side, which Bri/an is extremely grateful for.

Bri/an looks at Suzy and Arin and tells them he’s known them for a little over two years and that he can’t ask for better friends and he trusts them and he wants to show them a part of him that only Dan has seen. Dan slips his hand into Bri/an’s and squeezes it in comfort.

Arin and Suzy notice and are a bit worried. They’ve never seen Bri/an so nervous and scared before. Arin nods and tells Bri/an that whatever it is he has to tell them, that it won’t change the fact that he’s their friend. Suzy would smile, agreeing. They care about Bri/an and would never turn their back on him.

Their words give Bri/an hope and he thanks them, also muttering to himself that he hopes they stay true to their words. He then closes his eyes and changes to his true form.

Bri/an hears Suzy gasp and Arin is all, ‘no fucking way.’ and Bri/an flinches, believing he’s just made a huge mistake. Dan’s hold on his hand tightens.

‘Arin.’ Suzy would start. ‘He’s like you.’ She says voice filled with awe. That’s when Bri/an opens his eyes, because that’s a confusing thing to say. Dan frowns.

‘What do you mean, Arin’s like Bri/an?’

Arin would lift up his costume shirt and Bri/an and Dan watch with wide eyes as a tail similar to Bri/an’s unwinds from his waist. Arin then reaches up his hands and pulls his hair back, holding it in a ponytail, revealing his pointed ears.

(BG-Arin’s secret revealed pic)

LZ-‘What she said.’ Arin would say. ‘He’s like me.’

Arin's Secret

LZ-Arin is half incubus. A cambion and he was immediately rejected by the demon world so he’s been living with humans most of his life.

BH-arin’s hair hides his ears

LZ-ears and tail are the only things Arin has. He looks completely normal otherwise

BH-they’re both easily hidden too; maybe he can’t even do it willfully so it’s super inconvenient

BH-arin’s been trying to figure this shit out on his own for so long and all of a sudden here comes Bri/an who actually knows what he’s doing

LZ-Bri/an would just be staring, he’s so in shock. He couldn’t have ever predicted this outcome. Dan would ask the question they are both wondering. ‘Arin’s a incubus?’

Arin would release his hair and shake his head.

‘Partially. Actually just half.’

‘A Cambion.’ Bri/an would whisper, his voice low, filled with disbelief.

Arin would look at Bri/an, confused. ‘Is that what I’m called. Interesting.’ Dan would look between Bri/an and Arin.

‘How could neither of you have noticed?’

Bri/an’s asking himself the same thing and believes it may be because he’s weaker than an average incubus. Arin just shrugs. He’s been getting weird vibes from Bri/an but dismissed it as his reactions to Bri/an’s persona.

LZ-Because he doesn’t have a full understanding of his demon abilities Arin couldn't tell there was something off with Bri/an.

It also adds another layer to the email. Was Bri/an’s influence because of his heritage or something else?

Bri/an would walk forward, pulling out of Dan’s hold. He’d come to a stop before Arin and hesitantly brush his hair back and touch his ear.

‘You had no idea what you were?’ Arin would shake his head.

‘I was abandoned as a child. I have no memories of my biological parents. If not for the ones who adopted me...’. Arin trails off not wanting to think about it.

Bri/an understands. Arin may not know for sure but he would have been an outcast, with humans and demons.

Arin would then smile. ‘I’m glad you told us Bri/an. It’s nice to know I have a friend who’s like me. Nice to know I’m not alone.’

That’s when it hits Bri/an. He’s not alone. Sure he has Dan and his friends. But what was missing was someone who could relate. Arin may only be half incubus but he’d know what it feels like trying to fit in with humans , despite not being one. What it feels like denying a part of yourself because no one accepts you. Bri/an feels his eyes watering.

‘I’m not alone.’ He whispers.

Arin immediately pulls him into a tight hug. ‘That’s right Bri/an. Neither of us are alone anymore. You have Dan. I have Suzy. And now we have each other.’ Arin says, tears streaming down his cheeks.

They would just hold each other, both weeping happily over their shared discovery.

Suzy and then Dan would approach wrapping their arms around them both. ‘This is the start of a new beginning for us all.’ Dan would say.

BH-Bri/an went out to this expecting to feel so isolated and alone and now he’s got all these friends to turn to

and when you think about how lonely he was before

(LZ-Bri/an later that night, tuckered out from all the emotional reveals)

Bri/an and Arin

LZ-Arin sitting on the floor before Bri/an, listening with wonder in his eyes, tail swaying back and forth behind him, as Bri/an tells him all about his heritage. Giving him answers to the questions he’s had his entire life.

(LZ-Arin listening to Bri/an pic)

BH-arin listening to bri/an helping him make sense of everything is adorable

bri/an’s been trying his best to distance himself and yet here arin is grasping for every shred of knowledge he can find

LZ-Only after some training from Bri/an is Arin able to change his ears(good reason for him having his hair up so much after Bri/an joined)

LZ-regular training with Arin, Bri/an is able to teach him how to change into his true demon form and his complete human form.

Ever since he’s gone through puberty, Arin has had to make an effort hiding his tail and ears. Now he can finally appear completely human. Can finally put his hair up. Maybe even cut it for once.

BH-he’s so happy the first time he can tie his hair back

LZ-Suzy is overjoyed when she sees Arin’s demon form, she especially loves his markings and wings.

(LZ-Arin changing to full demon form for first time pic)

BH-“look bri/an i did it!!”

LZ-Bri/an would feel like a proud parent. He’s still apprehensive of taking Arin under his wing considering his own self esteem issues but he’s glad he is capable of making someone’s life better without a contract

LZ-Arin curling his tail around Bri/an’s as a show of affection and admiration

Arin's Feedings

LZ-There was also a side effect to Arin heritage. Every few months his incubus half demands he absorb a lot of sexual energy. Normally he doesn’t have to worry about feeding but during those times Suzy can’t satisfy him and it’s too dangerous. Arin ends up having several one night stands and he hates it but maybe with Bri/an he wouldn’t have to go sleeping around anymore.

LZ-Suzy reminds Arin he has about a month and a half left and should probably ask Bri/an if there’s something different he can do than having several one night stands.

Arin would be really nervous and Bri/an would just tell him to spit it out. Arin would take a deep breath and say, ‘you feed off of Dan right?’ Bri/an would stiffen. They hadn’t broached the subject of incubus feeding.

In fact, he and Dan hadn’t really told Arin and Suzy about their contract relationship. It’s kind of been an unspoken topic. Sure they are a bit more open with their affection around Arin and Suzy but nothing that’d make them question what happens behind closed doors.

Arin immediately calms him down, seeing it’s obviously a touchy subject. ‘Hey it’s cool. I’ve seen Dan’s mark and it’s similar to yours. You gotta survive man. I don’t know all of your history with him and that’s fine. As long as Dan is willing, it’s yours and his business.’

Bri/an would breathe a sigh of relief, thankful for Arin’s considerate nature despite his young age. Bri/an doesn’t like to dwell on what’s going on between him and Dan.

In truth the contract has been fulfilled, but he’s tangled up in Dan’s success and it’s made bringing it up difficult.

‘So, what I wanted to ask is,”. Arin says drawing Bri/an’s attention back to him. ‘Do incubus have like...feeding spikes?’

‘Feeding spikes?’ Arin nods.

‘Yeah, like a buildup where they need a lot of sexual energy?’ Bri/an looks up in thought.

‘Hmm, usually that only happens if a incubus hasn’t fed in...probably months.’

Bri/an would then frown. He remembered those days. When he questioned what his kind were doing to mortals and decided to try and stop feeding. That didn’t turn out well. Especially for the humans he targeted when his hunger had peaked. Terrible memories. Bri/an shakes his head, pushing his past misdeeds far back to the locked corner of his mind.

He looks back at Arin. ‘Are you not feeding off Suzy?’ Arin sighs running his hands through his hair.

‘I don’t need to. Maybe because I’m half human I’m wired differently or something but I only feel the need to feed about every three months and by that time it’s too dangerous to feed off of her. I need so much sex.’

Bri/an is surprised at that. Every three months? He’d be starving. He can get by with two feeds a week with Dan, though they tend to do more but to go that long? Are Cambions really that different?

‘What I need to know is if you know of some way I can satisfy that hunger.’ Arin looks down blushing with shame. ‘I’ve been having a bunch of one night stands to fulfill the need but I hate going out and fucking strangers. But I don’t know what else to do.’

Bri/an thinks over what he’s been told. He doesn’t bother asking Arin how he found out feeding on Suzy was too dangerous. It was probably a painful memory for them both. Similar to the time he lost himself and took control from Dan. Not something to be proud of. But he may have a solution for Arin.

‘There was a time that I had starved myself to the point I could barely function. A fellow incubus took pity on me. They fucked me and I was able to absorb enough energy from them until I was full and it didn’t adversely affect them.’ Bri/an says thinking back on that day.

When he learned to absorb energy from bottoming and received quite the tongue lashing for letting himself get to that point. But it was a good lesson. One of the few good things that came from his time in the demon world.

‘Maybe I could do that for you. You’re only half incubus, I should be able to sate your hunger with one or two feedings.’ Arin nods in agreement.

‘And I won’t have to prey on humans anymore.’ Bri/an then crosses his arms.

‘We should still tell Dan and Suzy about all of this.’

Suzy being married to Arin definitely needed to know. Dan not so much but Bri/an didn’t want to keep any unnecessary secrets from him.

‘Oh yeah, we’ll tell them no doubt.’ Arin says. He then smiles up at Bri/an. ‘Hey Bri/an.’ ‘Hm?’ Arin looks away blushing again.

‘I really appreciate all this. You helping me out. The training, tips and answers. It’s nice to have someone who understands. Someone I can look up to.’

Bri/an would be staring at Arin, feeling touched. To think that he could be a mentor to another. He’d never had one, no one wanting to put up with his “rebellious” ways. But here Arin was, looking to Bri/an for advice and guidance.

‘It’s no problem Arin. I’m happy to be there for you.’

After all nobody was there for him. Bri/an just hoped he didn’t let Arin down.

LZ-incubus on incubus action where Bri/an is dom, teaching Arin how to correctly absorb energy while bottoming.

LZ-Bri/an and Arin meet up to talk about his upcoming feeding time. Bri/an sets some ground rules so that neither of them will cross any lines. Find out what the other is okay with. Arin has never been with a man before, so he's nervous and actually very excited. Suzy is usually the top in their relationship, so he's interested how it'd be to submit to Bri/an. After finishing their conversation, they scout some areas outside of the city, since they are unsure as to how they will both react. Bri/an was already an anomaly amongst incubi and Arin is half. Anything could happen, so they figured it would be safer to do the feedings away from humans. They find a cave in the mountains outside of L.A. and decide it would be an ideal location. With all the preparations made, now they just have to wait.

A week later, Arin calls Bri/an in the middle of the night. The urges have hit and he needs to get away from Suzy. He’s already on his way to the cave. Bri/an kisses Dan, who tells him to be careful and keep his cell on. Bri/an strips to only boxer briefs and grabs a bag of supplies. He flies to the outskirts of the city near the mountains.

He finds Arin in a cave before a campfire, shivering with need. When he sees Bri/an he growls and charges him. Bri/an easily dodges the attempts to subdue him. He manages to pin Arin and order him to get a hold of himself. He needs to submit. Arin snaps out of it, going limp beneath Bri/an and apologizes. His eyes are wide with fear and need. He tells Bri/an he’s never felt it this bad. He had to force himself away from Suzy. He couldn’t even tell her where he was going. Bri/an thinks it may be because of the training. Arin’s full incubus instincts have awoken and his human side can’t handle them anymore.

LZ-Probably more instinctive rougher sex but Bri/an still uses what he’s learned from Dan to make it feel good for Arin. Also Bri/an fishing and hunting to provide for Arin’s human side while his body is resting between feedings.

SG-yeah yeah! i was actually thinking how it'd be much more "animalistic", especially these first few times, since arin is so unused to having someone on equal footing to him re: instincts and such. so i can see him being impatient and growly and insisting on just getting it over with bc needs so to hell with foreplay and prep, but bri/an persists. he's gotten so used to it during his own feedings that he knows how much infinitely better it is that way

it helps to calm arin's incubus side down as well, so he doesn't snap again like he did when bri/an walked in. human feelings start surfacing just enough for him to somehow be able to keep himself grounded, but it still helps that bri/an can hold him down if need be while they prep

and once they can get going, arin is in full sweat-mode, panting and whining like his life depends on it, so they turn him around so he can grab the nearest wall (and maybe claw and scratch at it if he needs to) and when bri/an enters him he lets out this half-groan, half-growl that echoes through the cave.

LZ-Arin would be so difficult and Bri/an is just using his infinite patience, knowing it’s not Arin’s fault. He can’t help it and Bri/an is just holding him still, doing his best to prepare him, while Arin is growling and grunting his frustration. There’s a source of energy near him and he can’t take it. But when Bri/an is finally able to get inside him, Arin’s training kicks in and he starts absorbing the sexual energy and what a relief it is. His growls turn into whines and whimpers. His human side gradually comes back, recognizing that it’s Bri/an who has him and his tail instinctively finds Bri/an’s, curling around it to keep him grounded through the waves of pleasure flowing through his body.

(LZ-Arin feeding)

LZ-Afterwards when they’ve both come, Bri/an’s leaning back against the wall and Arin is lying on him, head in his lap, covered in the blanket Bri/an brought. Arin is still panting lightly still recovering from the strain of his instincts and emotions. Bri/an’s running his claws gently through Arin’s hair, softly rubbing his horns and ears. A comforting action reminding Bri/an that Arin is of his kind and he’s not alone. Arin would sense Bri/an’s happiness at his presence and would maybe start purring at the attention, his tail curling even tighter around Bri/an’s and they would just be curled up together until Arin falls asleep and Bri/an prepares him something to eat before the next wave of feeding urges hit him.

BH-i like how Bri/an is so patient with arin’s agitation and frustration

poor guy’s mindless in his desire to get at what he wants/needs that he’ll tear everything apart if he has to

but Bri/an just handles him like it’s nothing

SG-in retrospect it makes sense, dunnit? arin is only half whereas Bri/an is full incubus, of course he can use some hellish demon strength to keep arin subdued and nice and less likely to attack/give in

LZ-After a few days pass and Arin’s aggressive behavior has calmed down, his instincts understanding that Bri/an will give him what he needs, he’s able to enjoy the feedings more. Arin getting so lost in the pleasure, he tries to bite Bri/an at the base of his neck. Bri/an has to stop him and Arin is so embarrassed that he let his instincts take over once again. Bri/an assures him that it’s okay, it’s only natural that Arin would want to mark Bri/an also. Not only is Bri/an a close friend but also of his kind and has been helping him figure out so much about himself. Of course he’d want to physically manifest their bond but Bri/an reminds him, as he wraps his tail around Arin’s (the first time he’s done it) that they are already bonded through their shared kinship, as well as their friendship and no one can take that away from them.

LZ-It also helps that Bri/an already has an emotional attachment to Arin, because this is all new to him too. He hardly interacted with his own kind. So having to deal with the raw instincts of a half incubus is nerve wracking. Arin is now representing everything Bri/an’s cast aside

SG-okay but yes!!! Bri/an's lived long enough to have learned how to deal with all this stuff, not to mention now after his time with dan he truly knows the ways to hold back and not go completely demonic. but arin is half and half and has never had anyone to show him the ways so of course he'd be overwhelmed BH-not to mention “next wave of urges”

how long does it take to run him all the way down

LZ-I’d say probably a week and a half now that he’s fully awaken. A weekend of one night stands was enough before but not only did Arin hate doing that but now with the level of increased aggression and sexual need, he can’t risk it. Unless he wants to end up draining several humans to get satisfaction, his only option is Bri/an.

After the first time is all over, I’d expect Arin to have a serious drop. Feeling guilty for how he behaved and attacking Bri/an, reminding him of what he dislikes about incubi and being an inconvenient husband for Suzy and intruding on Dan’s relationship with Bri/an. Just a burden to them all. It would take the combined efforts of Suzy Bri/an and Dan to convince him that’s not true. They would have to provide an abundance of aftercare. Maybe even Bri/an and Dan staying at their home until he’s better.

BH-poor arin, he’s taking it so hard :( what an intense situation for him

SG-the drop scenario physically hurts me, like can you imagine the waves of self-loathing it would bring on after the fact. all these things he's been so good at keeping under control, now have surfaced and "proved" to him that even tho he's half, he's still just as "bad" as the rest of them, he's still dangerous, an uncontrollable monster you're damn right everyone's gonna have to chip in for comfort

BH-cuddle pile

SG-lots of kisses from suzy

BH-all the kisses from suzy

and dan’s famous blanket snuggles

SG-coupled with some demon warmth from Bri/an and tail wrappage

Side Revelations

LZ-Bri/an isn’t as weak as he thought. He’s been verbally belittled for so long because of how different he is that he’s come to truly believe he’s a disgrace and weak for an incubus.

In actuality he has average strength, even more because of his bond with Dan but because of his past abuse, he’s mentally stunted himself. He thinks the times he is able to protect Dan are flukes.

It isn’t until he’s training Arin that he questions his abilities because Arin is only half incubus but he’s stronger than Bri/an. That can’t be right.

#ninja ship party #ninjaraptor #incubus!bri #our au #my au #my art #polygrumps

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final yearstars go!!!

dxx has jbj saved in her contact as baiju shushu :’‘‘) i mean. obviously but also c-cute

jbj: something that sounds like a whole planned speech, in a calm, kind voice

poor fucking dao xiuxiu:

“you’re just like my daugher” :’((((

sorry but jbj getting ready to open the Rock Box felt TOTALLY like an uncle/grandpa-aged man about to press a mysterious button of a mysterious machine, such as a touch screen of a phone. loved it

red eyed red eyed red eyes RED EYED KING

HE HE THERE HE IS

not sure if i’m leaning more towards “jxy is babbling about jbj not leaving her any inheritance and it’s in character because she’s used to having a light-hearted approach to death concerning herself and the people around her” or “i’m not really convinced, she’s well aware that jbj could as well be dead right now so i’d expect her not to deliver lines that sound like marvel Breaking The Tension with a comical one-liner” HMM HMM

“you’re alive!”

“i woke up when i heard the word ‘inheritance’“

okay okay god okay fuck you. i’m cheap. this is funny and i like it OKAY you GOT me

WHAT THE FUCK JIN XIAOYU

jin xiaoyu belongs to the same species as wei wuxian, easily able to break the skin to the point of blood with a single bite. fuck jiang baiju THAT girl is not a mutant and yet her teeth are like this, i think we should study HER

this is fun, lin nuoyan thought. this is neat, he thought, hearing his own song playing in the bg as the protagonist embrace sweetly Paying Absolutely Zero Attention To Him

OR DOES HE. because he’s NOT THERE oh nice AND HE TOOK OFF WITH THE ROCK!!! emperor godaigo is weeping with pride

XIUXIU N--

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tfw you’re a snack

okay it TOOK THEM A WHILE to figure out that lny obviously took the rock and booked it but thanks to this we have this lovely exchange

“so you took the meteorite?”

“actually, it belongs to me. (jiang baiju makes a beautiful fffffffucking seriously face) and this thing inside your body.... also belongs to me”

hot.

“this thing inside jbj’s body” is like. immortality of whatever but. sexy

oh so Lin Nuoyan was from the village with the rock! and the rock was... a holy object.... uh oh jiang baiju

GKJFHGKJFS THE VILLAGER RAISING THE SMALLER ROCK TO KILL JBJ UNTIL “he’s already dead” WHEREUPON HE DROPS IT

whoops. he “brought disaster” indeed Whoops Whoops

but also lol jbj 🤝 wwx

‘not to say i’m not sorry for what i’ve done but i quite literally died back then, so...’

ooooh everyone who touched the rock would develop mysterious erythema huh.... and their children would be Born with it and die before their thirties...... is jxy just A Descendant Of Those Poor Sods or lny’s long lost sister? can i make unethical one-sided incest out of it

ohhh slightly unstable eyes! the way his voice gets higher at the end of the sentence! Yes Good Nice

SCREAMS young lny was all excited about his groundbreaking discovery and his white colleague just went YAY! and gave him a christian side hug. his white female colleague just said Congratulations in a way that. yeah i’m not a native but it doesn’t sound right. love it

sometimes in cdramas there are moment when you realize that the voice acting has a slightly different emotional flavour to the actor’s acting and like. i would love to see it w/ liu chao’s original voice because he’s doing Lovely

“if it wasn’t for jin xiaoyu, i wouldn’t have spared your life!” the image of lny barging into the rock room with an x-acto knife to do jbj in is. lovely

ah. sure. “greetings you old rich and powerful man. let me tell you all about my motivations, about how i’m the one behind all this, and that i’m going to INCREASE the thing. now i hope we can part amicably :-)” lny love,

but also hmmm idk how they’re going to solve it because like. something something illegal but actually lny’s grudge and his goal are kinda #valid. like yes grandmas and little kids die but they only die faster! it’s either “still die” or “perhaps not?” so like, lny tormented evil scientist lite Rights

pity jbj is mortal now because it would be sexy if like. lny wanted to kill him once for every person from his village/family who died

dao xiuxiu, with the most reasonable tone i’ve ever heard: you didn’t fall down the sky to smash the rock to pieces!

i love her.

i also love lhk’s :3 of “i’m feeling an emotion but i’m going to :3 and not think about it, sure”

......in today’s episode of yearstars William Commits Vehicular Manslaughter!

...but also. lny knew that jbj is immortal because he. saw it, right? unless we’re talking Knew About It Earlier? slight confusion

wait. wait. “she”? a couple of years ag-- YE LAI??? i read a weibo comment and suspected her as well but HUH!!

i’m going to have to like. rewatch and try to connect all the dots because some of them don’t connect, unless they mean that like. yl told lny about jbj, he concluded that it must be that one fucker who crashed into their holy rock, and then, what? made it so that the victims are conveniently appearing where jbj (and jxy) can find them...? but if. but he didn’t do anything to jbj. like it would make sense if he wanted to shank him but if we’re to believe him he went ‘ah well jxy likes him’ and dropped it? is she really his long-lost sister/is he this much of a local patriot/does he really like her that much/is he planning on shanking jbj later? or is this. just that part of the show we’re not supposed to think that hard about

ah well. i won’t anyway. i already like this show too much for uh, a major plot point making little to no sense to matter. it’d have to work harder. lhk and banter are that powerful, sorry

SNORT okay cwl left the room first and dxx was like IT’S YOU!!! okay i’m cheeeeeeeap this is “pfhahaha” funny

ah so she Did recover because of the drug. but if they were still in the process of developing it, then lny must have sent it to her like Yesterday.

okay, i won’t think about it.

also, i sure hope jxy is being observed because they went from anxiously pacing in front of her hospital room to like. ‘yeah let’s find out the truth’

Dear God William Chillax

...dear god william chillax x2: she might have antisocial personality disorder (even though it’s like. mmmh convenient for y’all) instead of ptsd but it’s still like not her fault so

“you weren’t the victim of the kidnapping, you planned it!” william. show. are you on drugs

ahhhhh i should have expected this but i’m still nggggggrrrrrh disappointed

but also like. she was raped right. it was hinted that she was raped, wasn’t it. now “it was you who planned it” sounds mmmmmmmmm Kind Of, Yknow,

......dear god. dear god why did you Do That oh my god yeah no sorry if the ratings plummet i won’t be surprised. this is so dumb. there’s a dude who actually manufactures drugs that make Fun Things Happen to desperate people who just want to live BUT NO it’s actually all because of one teenager with a very convenient disorder. she’s the villain. seriously

he suspects lny and her orchestrated a double murder because the double murder happened close to the clinic they were in. william you are not going to become a sherlock holmes like this

mmmm see one Could say there were hints that something’s off in current ye lai’s behaviour but there were NONE in how teenage ye lai was like. she was just a normal shy girl with a crush? why did she have to become a ~woo hoo psychopath who fakes a kidnapping to kill two dudes~ from which one wasn’t even present at the time of the kidnapping? why couldn’t she and lny just meet in the states? lny could tell her about his research and she could go “actually i saw the wildest thing years ago”. and it would have been okay! she would have talked anyway but it really wouldn’t have been her fault!

also like. all this “how could you reveal his secret” even if she wasn’t a moustache-twirling villain... did she know it was a secret? the fuck is one supposed to think after seeing something like that? it could have been some random mrs wang walking her dog, and she would freak the fuck out and tell someone and She Wouldn’t Have Done Anything Wrong!

i’m so pissed about this, oh my god, i’m not saying it ruined the show but it sure was stupid as fuck

OH AND SHE’S ALSO A DRUG ADDICT isn’t drug possession/usage one of the most heinous crimes in china. what hasn’t she done now. does she eat babies for breakfast, right after her healthy drink made from the blood of drowned puppies

yeah add some more victim blaming! it’s fine because she actually did it! let’s just keep on piling all the bad shit on one girl sure cool what else. what fucking else

ooooh cool so he “knows” that her disorder is “caused by her parents’ lack of affection towards her”. but he’s going to be a cunt and blame everything on her anyway because It’s All Her Fault.

william would have been a jgy&xy anti.

oh okay he’s like. being sarcastic or something. cool. whatever.

fucking go off girl i support you wholeheartedly

okay but that still didn’t explain why did she target qc of all people. and why qc like. either killed a dog or didn’t bat an eyelid at a dead dog.

wait, what am i talking about, IT WAS OBVIOUSLY YE LAI /j

see..... see, if we had reasons to suspect ye lai, other than “well i guess her appearing suddenly like that is kinda suspicious”, and if she was really a believable sadist or whatever, then i would have been whatever at what william is doing. okay maybe i wouldn’t because a female villain would have been cool and i’d have hated it anyway. BUT this poor girl got hit by the sudden villain beam out of NOWHERE and i’m super not buying it, so william being physically aggressive towards her, touching her face like a cheap villain and kicking her already broken leg HE’S ADMITTED TO BREAKING HIMSELF just makes me want to strangle him. get the fuck out.

now i’m wondering if that was the great reveal from the start or did they have something that made sense and were forced to put the obvious blame on a random girl to make it Kanzen Chouaku enough. i’m willing to believe my own headcanon because it’s just too fucking stupid. ugh.

“can’t i just be a simple villain?” i can’t believe what i’m seeing with my own two eyes

“i would legalize hard drugs all around the world!”

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that’s it that’s the dumbest thing i’ve ever seen. i really need a fucking drink

#liveshrimping

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rewatching the scene from yesterday instead of fwding as usual, just to mentally prepare myself for what’s coming. 😐😐😐

favt part: rudra’s bitch!face at pinky. god i love this boy and his steadfast bhaabi love so much. 😊😊😊

god it doesn’t make it easier to hear pinky say “tera jo kuch bhi hai, mera hai, mera, sirf mera!” the second time round either. like i know she’s not just talking about his money, but also his loyalty and commitment and who he is as a person, but man... the money is a huge fucking part, and to hear that from your MOM... just ow. 😖😖😖

usse khud nahi pata wtf the NKK sach is, but the way he played his hand to get pinky to come out with it. well done, shaatir singh oberoi. i haven’t been this proud of your smarts since... well, ever. 😌😌😌

why would she admit the lie out loud? 😕😕😕

guess she’s completely lost it. she’s in that hysterical mode where she no longer has control over wtf is coming out her mouth. 😬😬😬

aw man, their faces. not just shivika’s, but omRu’s too. allllll that suffering they went through for over 4 months, for fucking nothing. 😪😪😪

idk how anika’s found her voice to even say anything. i would have just fucking passed out right there. 😶😶😶

ok never thought i’d feel sympathy for shakti of all people, but oh man... the poor guy. 😞😞😞

WHAT????? MAHI WAS NOT HIS BROTHER?????????? FUCKING NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! I REALLY REALLY LOVED MAHI VE AND WANTED HIM TO BE SHIVAAY’S BADA BHAIIII. WHERE IS HE? WILL WE NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN? 😫😫😫😫😫😫

GOD I’M SO DEVASTATED RIGHT NOW AT THE LOSS OF MAHI. I REALLY FEEL LIKE A PART OF MY HEART HAS GONE MISSING. 😥😥😥😥

shivaay ka paara chad raha hai bg mein. await explosion in 3... 2... 🌋🌋🌋

omfgggggggggggg what the fuckkkkkkkkk PINKY WAS INVOLVED IN THE KIDNAPPING???? JESUS FUCKING CHRIST. 😧😧😧

ok this is just... WAY TOO MUCH. fucking WAAAAAAAAY TOO MUCH. like fuck, harneet how the fuck can you just ghusaooo all this into the plot right now? how the hell is pinky ever going to come back from all this to redeem herself? 😟😟😟

does pinky really expect him to APPRECIATE all this fuckery? 😐😐😐

ok... nakuul ki *~ACTING~* shuru ho rahi hai. 😬😬😬

LMAO OMG RAMAYAN METAPHOR FROM SHIVAAY, OF ALL PEOPLE. THE SHOCK HAS MADE HIS BRAIN RE-CIRCUIT ITSELF. 🤣🤣🤣

oh boy. ohhhhhhhhhh boy. 😣😣😣😣

omRu instantly running to bolster shivaay. and i have started to cry already. 😭😭😭😭

ok shit, the horrible acting is starting. yuck what is this BLUBBERING he’s doing? 😟😟😟

readying the bread and cheese to make sandwiches with ALL THE HAM. 🥓🥓🥓🥓 (no ham emoji, i have to make do with the bacon.)

HOLYYYYYYYYYYY SHITTTTTTTTTTTT THAPPADDDDDD I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT 😯😯😯

i am gauri/bhavya in the bg, like just akhdsdhaskdhkjaj @ whatever is going down 😧😧😧😧

for once, dadi’s drama is warranted and aimed at the right person for the right reasons 😗😗😗

shakti ji still pretty measured in his tone and words. he’s a far greater man than we all realized, you guys. 😔😔😔

ok, pinky’s hamming it up even more than nakuul. 😐😐😐

time for omRu to fucking eviscerate pinky. TEAR HER APART, BOYS! 😠😠😠

ok yiiiiiiiikes, pinky’s truly lost it.

woman, give up already. you’re just digging yourself in deeper and deeper. 😐😐😐

nakuul’s being more measured in his acting than i thought he would, but his voice modulation is a fucking mess. i hate when he does this high pitched shit in emotional scenes. he sounds like hrithik in koi mil gaya. 😒😒😒

“aap shivaay ki maa hai, uski utni khushi aapko kabhi nahi hui jitni khushi aap SHIVAAY SINGH OBEROI ki maa hai, usse hui.”

sigh. my poor son. my poor trash son. 😭😭😭

350 EPISODES IN AND SHIVAAY’S FINALLY ACCEPTING WHAT A SHITTY PERSONALITY HE HAS THANKS TO HIS MOM 😯😯😯

shivaay attributing whatever little goodness is in him is solely because of omRu... dying. FUCKING DYING. THIS IS WHY I WATCH THIS FUCKING SHOWWWWWWWWWW. 😭😭😭😭😭

shivaay talking about om and how he took on the najaayaz tag for him. ok i’m a mess. i’m a fucking mess no one look at me. *weeping bitch baby tears* 😪😪😪

ok but who the fuck was daimaa talking about then??? 🤔🤔🤔😒😒😒

lol ok someone tell shivaay, tej isn’t that magnanimous and that jhanvi fully had to blackmail his ass into complying. god bless jhanvi though. what a good mom she is to ALL the kids in this house. 💖💖💖

this episode is a mess re: what shivaay calls ppl. he’s been calling pinky MAA this whole ep, when he’s only ever called her “mom”. chalo, that let’s attribute to all the EMOTIONS~~~ attributed to the word “maa”. but him calling jhanvi “badi MUMMY”? come on, he calls her “badi maa” 🙄🙄🙄

“mujhe lagta tha ki main, shivaay singh oberoi, the great wall, main apne parivaar ko protect kar raha hoon. lekin mera parivaar mujhe protect kar raha tha, bina bataaye, bina kuch jataaye.”

aw man, i’m glad that for once, the whole fam (other than omRu) stepped up for this kid and did something for him. 😌😌😌

HE’S APOLOGIZING TO ANIKA. HALELUJAAAAAAAAAAAAH. 350 EPISODESSSSSSSSS, AND FUCKING FINALLYYYYYYYYY 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽

crying at how her hands are all over him, trying to reassure him. my babiessssssssssss. 😭😭😭

goddamnit pinky, STOP TALKING. 😣😣😣

“MERI ANIKA KE KHILAAF EK SHABD AUR NAHI SUNUNGA MAIN.” 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽

ohhhhhhhhh shit. maa ko disowning. ~~DRAAAAAAAAAMA~~~ 😯😯😯

ok kuch zyaada ho raha hai. no need to go to every person standing here and tell them this. 😐😐😐

bhavya be like “shit i’m not even part of this damn family, i’m just here on fucking duty, what the fuck even am i supposed to do or say rn? 😕😕😕”

oh thank god. he’s walked out. it’s finally over. 😓😓😓

ANIKA RUN AFTER HIM WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET HIM GO WHEREVER ALONE 😩😩😩😩😩

ok where even is he? why is it so blue? 🤔🤔🤔

hein, tumhe toh samajh aa gaya, lekin mujhe nahi aaya, behen. kuch toh idea dede. 😕😕😕

is silence their version of “i love you”? will they never say it out loud to each other? 😑😑😑

OMFG THE HORRIBLE VFX. IT MAKES IT LOOK LIKE THE GAZEBO IS FUCKING FLOATING IN SPACE LIKE THE TARDIS 🤢🤢🤢🤢

this horrible fucking lighting man. god this show and it’s ajeeb ramleela waali lighting. 😒😒😒

also, it’s so obvious this is set up in that “storeroom”/hall/whatever. 🙄🙄🙄

yesssss finally, she’s admitting what she did wrong too! FUCKING YES!🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽

“tum mere saath ho toh hum sab kuch milkar handle kar sakta hai. yeh bhi kar leta main.” 😭😭😭

the horrible lighting is fucking pissssssssing me off. it’s such a good scene otherwise. 😥😥😥

lol mini-fight about if she’s crying or not. 😆😆😆

oh boy she wanted to suggest he forgive pinky. i can see it in her face. thank god she didn’t say it. too soon. too too soon. 😬😬😬

“mat jao door.”

aaaaaaaaaand i’m crying. 😭😭😭😭😭

will you fucking finally kiss already????? LIKE LITERALLY WHAT ELSE IS LEFT, FOR YOU TWO TO GET TO KISS EACH OTHER?!??!! 😫😫😫

OMG THESE DWEEBS ARE STARING AT THE MOON LIKE A BUNCHA NERDS INSTEAD. FUCKING HELL. I HATE THEM. 😒😒😒

nowwwwwwww we talking. 😊😊😊

ugh pheeka pg-13 hug. whatever. fucking kiss, you assholes. 😑😑😑

ok this is the best i’m about to get. *sigh* 😔😔😔

oh lorddddddddd. ragini is here to fuck shit up. GOD CAN THESE KIDS HAVE FIVE FUCKING MINUTES TO THEMSELVES?!?! 😒😒😒

shivaay: oh shitttttttttt, i knew i was forgetting something in the middle of all this. it was to get this chick’s ass ARRESTED. 😐😐😐

ragini’s confidence, i can haz? 😗😗😗

lmao shivaay, do you know anika at all? like hell she’s gonna go wait in the car. 😂😂😂

UM OK WHERE THE F DID ALL THESE PRESS PPL APPARATE FROM

i swear the press in this show is like... all the “news” in this show is based on hearsay. 😒😒😒

LMAO THE VIDEO FROM SUNDARI BUA HOW EVEN IS THIS RELEVANT OR NEWS OR... WHO THE FUCK CARES ABOUT ANY OF THIS 😑😑😑

oh boy, you press people picked the wrongggggg day to fuck with him on this naam khoon khaandaan topic. 😗😗😗

“sirf anika. and there’s no one like her.”

oh my heart, her smile at that. 😍😍😍

OUFF LECTURE DENA BANDH KAR.

also how can anyyyyyyyyyyy of this be printed/reported in the fucking news? like... ok forget it. i’m done with complaining about this. 🙄🙄🙄

shot after shot at ragini. and her NKK too. lmao, savage singh oberoi.😆😆😆

CALLED IT. CALLED IT THAT THOSE PAPERS WERE NEVERRRRR FILEDDDDDDDD. 10 POINTS TO RAVENCLAW. 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽

lol raginiiiii, this was the most poooorly planned shit ever. like, the fact that you thought this would even get any results is fucking hilarious. 😆😆😆

ok shivaay, no need to go into the details of your dysfunctional af marriage. also, the word you’re looking to use is WEDDING. 😕😕😕

GHUTNO KE BAL!!!!!!!!!!! GHUTNO KE BAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😯😯😯

ok that proposal was fucking perfect. simple. sweet. to the point. his voice modulation and everything, it was perfect.

aaaaaaaaaaand i’m crying. i’m fucking crying like an idiot. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

“tumhare liye main ghutno pe aa gaya aaj.”

TOO FUCKING CUTE! 😚😚😚😚

LMAO THE PRESS CLAPPING FOR THEM HAPPILY, LITERALLY SECONDS AFTER INTERROGATING HIM IN THE MOST RUDE AND INVASIVE MANNER 🙄🙄🙄

ragini is me, scrolling facebook and seeing everyone in my age group getting engaged and married:

‘ugh. straight ppl.’

god shivaay, i haven’t recovered from the last two (three, counting the fake one with tia) weddings you’ve had. just... ouff. give us some fucking TIME to recuperate. 😣😣😣

REALLY? THIS WAS THE BIG AMAZING PLAN RAGINI HAD THAT VIKRAM WAS LIKE “SOCH LO, THERE’S NOOOOOOOOOO TURNING BACK”?? like, i thought she was fucking going to have her murdered or some shit. what lameass bs. 😒😒😒

OMG OMG OMG YOU GUYS OUR #VIKINI SHIP IS SAILINGGGGGG 😯😯😯😍😍😍😍

VIKRAM WHAT EVEN IS YOUR FUCKING DEAL BRO WHY WERE YOU FORCEFULLY MARRYING ANIKA IF YOU’RE SUCH A BELIEVER IN SHIVIKA’S TRUE LOVE???? 🤔🤔🤔

JESUS YOU KNOW WHAT IDEC, JUST PLEASE TAKE RAGINI AND GO HAVE BABIES WITH QUESTIONABLE MENTAL STABILITY. I’M JUST GLAD ONE OF MY SIDE-SHIPS IN THIS SHOW HAS THE POSSIBILITY TO BE CANON. 🙃🙃🙃

ok iterally don’t care about this tejViLana plot, i’m just watching coz reyhna looks so damn pretty. here, have some caps of her adorable face.

ugh, so gorgeous. this south indian style has taken her from a 10 to a 19. i love her face so much.

lol omRu watching the proposal on tv like it’s an action thriller. 😁😁😁

their happinesssssssssssssss. i can’t evennnnnnnn. my heart is so full of love for these boyssssssss. *crying happy tears* 😭😭😭😭😭

OH MY GOD OM IS BACK TO HIS SHAYARI. NOTHING INSPIRES HIM LIKE #SHIVIKA LOVE. 😊😊😊

“aankhon mein utari thi jo, ab dilon tak aa gayi. ishqbaazi chalte chalte, manzilon tak aa gayi.”

ok but where is gauri? why she no here? i really wanted her to be here and all ecstatic at her bade bhaiyya and bhaujai’s progress. 😞😞😞

OM IS FINALLY PROUD OF HIS TRASH SON, AS ARE WE ALL. IT ONLY TOOK A YEAR AND SOME MONTHS. 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽

eeeeeeee bulbulllll is hereeee! and she’s here with CAKE! 😍😍😍

DON’T THINK I DIDN’T NOTICE GAURI UTAAROFYING NAZAR OF THEM FROM THE SIDE. I LOVE HER SO MUCH. 💖💖💖💖

these two be eating cake with the sexiest fucking bedroom eyes at each other. take the rest of it up to your room and eat it off each other. 😏😏😏

ok omg WHO EVEN CARES ABOUT THIS TEJVILANA PLOT?? 😑😑😑

OMG THARKI BILLU BACK IN THE HOUSE. FUCKING YESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😝😝😝😝😝

OMFG dadi playing cockblock, bloody hell what is your problem dadi? LET THEM FUCKING BEEEEEE. 😩😩😩😩😩

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DAI companions and advisers reacting to Teen!Lavellan post trespasser getting black out drunk after finding out that the elven religion is a big ass sham built on slavery and brainwashing? Especially the andrastian companions, to whom they ask "are you happy now?" (because I am a horrible horrible person :3)

Cassandra: The question cuts her to the core, and in thatmoment the Seeker cannot help but remember every time that she could havesupported them –encouraged their beliefs rather than questioning their faith-and she feel sick. Was she so desperate for the Chantry to be salvageable andher mentor to be avenged that she was willing to cast her own Exalted March ontheir lives? The answer to that frightens her, but where that might once havecaused her to lash out she instead holds her peace. At this young elf’s sideshe has learned patience and understanding, even against her instincts. And soshe does not respond to the question as they expected, but simply folds theminto a stilted hug.

“Who could find happiness in the face of such pain? I amsorry for all that you suffer, and will be with you through this as you stoodbeside me when my own faith was shaken.”

Varric: He’s by no means a Theologian, but no one in theInquisition is better suited to handle misplaced drunken anger. It’s not asituation that can be handled with a story about Hawke or some tale fromKirkwall though, and so the dwarf grabs a pint of his own and sits next with atired sigh.

“I walked away from the Stone, you know. Bartrand neverreally did, I don’t think, but it never mattered to me. It was part of Orzammarand the whole backwards way of life they have below the surface. The Maker andthe Chantry…they were sort of trappings of surfacers and so I stepped into thatat first. And…shit, I don’t know if the Maker is really there or not, but I’vealso never had to stand there and have someone I trusted tell me that he’s amurdering lunatic either.” He downs some of the alcohol and pats them on theshoulder. “I’m not happy about this, Kid. No one is. But you fixed ourreligious shit when it was broken, so we’ll do what we can to return the favor.”

Solas: While he’s not there in the aftermath, Solas felttheir despair in the crossroads. Everything the Dalish had taught them is turningto ash before their eyes, and in truth a part of him weeps for the Da’len. Forone so young they showed such wisdom and understanding, and to cause pain inwhat they had always trusted in brings him no joy. But it was for other youngelves that he had made his choices in the first place, and he must followthrough for them now. And yet the sight of them in pain and crushed will haunthim for many nights to come.

Vivienne: She is not, but the question does not offend her. Theyoung elf before her has proven to be a true friend more than once, and despitetheir years she has always trusted them to make the best decisions. More importantlyin this particular moment is the fact then when her world was falling apart –whenBastan was dying before her and nothing she was trying was going to work- they hright there for her. Fighting dangerous animals in dragon ridden territory fora mage whose believes are in contradiction to their own. But Madame de Fer haswatched them grow from a young elf more frightened by their surroundings thanthey wanted to admit into a confident Inquisitor learning to navigate power andpolitical turmoil like they were born to it.

But now they need someone who isn’t so deeply involved, andshe has been made of iron for far longer than they have. “I am angry, darling.Angry for you, angry for what has happened. I will stand for you in this, evenif you don’t want me to right now. None of us are happy for your suffering, mydear, but we will help you to make it right.”

Blackwall: Thom Ranier oncestood on the side of a road in Orlais and lost faith in all he believed in, andnow –decades later and hopefully wiser- it hurts to watch the same thing happento a younger and far more innocent person. Their pain resonates with what hehad felt when Gaspard betrayed everything he had fought for, when the GrayWardens had crumbled beneath him. Bht there was no one to catch him then—he isstanding both arms ready if they stumble.

“Never happy for that,lad/lass. But here for you, when you are ready to be again.”

Sera: The resulting argumentis loud and painful and full of words that neither of them mean, but when thedust has settled and the wounds have healed the fight is the best thing thatcan happen. They might be far more elfier than she ever wants to be, but Serahas always cared about the little people. And right now, with only one hand andno sobriety and so much pain in them Sera can only see them as someone whoneeds a Red Jenny at their back.

“Nobs and gods and all doesn’tmatter. We’re going to fix it, yeah? We fixed the sky and we can fix this.” Andwhen the inquisitor finally breaks down it’s on her shoulder.

Dorian: Maker how many times has this been him?Sitting in a tavern and too drunk to think or speak anything but exactly whatis burning through him in that moment. And its more than he can bear. Lavellanprobably doesn’t know what is going on before he is hugging them tight. He can’tstand to see them hurt, and quite honestly his faith has never been a huge partof his life. But he knows that they are hurting, and for the teen who has beenstrong enough to stand before Orlesians and Fereldens and Magister Halwardfucking Pavus Dorian can find some strength to stand for them.

“Happy? No. But I am herefor you, and whatever you need. You are so strong, and I am sure you can do this.I know you can.”

Iron Bull: He’s lucky enoughto be spared the pained questions, but that means that all he is left with isgrief. And if he has lost the Qun then Bull is right there. He knows exactlyhow he feels, exactly how it feels to have everything you believe destroyedthrough what you care about. And he would never trade the Chargers, he’s madethat choice and will gladly live with it. But they are so young and so shaken,and all he wants to do is wrap them up like the Tamassran he truly is and takecare of them.

“Easy, imekari. We can’t fixthis right now, we can’t make this better. But we will.” And his bg hands aregentle as they rest on their shoulder, very subtly pushing the alcohol away.

Cole: “So much hurting andeverything is gone, why would he do this why why why.” The pain is so much, andCole doesn’t know how to stop it. But he sits with them and after awhile that’senough.

Josephine: She just wants to hold them. Oh how many times has she said, out loud, that she thinks they are the Herald of Andraste or that it would be easier if they were the herald of Andraste? How many times has she not dismissed their beliefs, but simply forgot about them in the face of her other duties. They are younger than Yvette but already so burdened with responsibility and she could have been helping instead of making it worse.

She probably doesn’t say much and might have to leave to hide her ters, but the next morning the Inquisitor wakes up in a darkened room with everything needed for a hang over and a letter in Josephine’s hand outlying the first political steps needed to stop Solas and the promise of her total support.

Leliana: Its a hard question for the most Andrastian spy master who ever walked the earth. If she still truly believes that the Maker spoke to her during the Blight then she is, in a way, even more sympathetic to them. She knows what it is to face your gods and come out changed from it. And they are so young, younger even than the warden was. Her protective instincts are in full force, and it comes out in her answer.

“I am happy you came back. I am happy we have the chance to protect you now, when we couldn’t afford to before. I am so happy that you are safe. The rest can be fixed.”

Cullen: Maker’s breath where does he even start? How many times did he cry out to the Maker, to Andraste, to anyone he thought would hear him in Kinloch. For a long time he thought no one answered, though later he was able to accept that the Warden was very likely an answer to those. But while most Andrastians are raised from birth to believe that the Maker has turned his face from them he knows that the Dalish have different beliefs. And finding out that your gods are actually evil rather than locked away but general caring can’t be easy. Still...

“Happy that you aren’t actually the Herald of Andraste? Actually yes.” At their incredulous look he reddens and rubs his neck awkwardly. “It’s such a burden for one so young, and we know you don’t believe, so this means that you can finally just go back to beig you and have as normal a life as is--”

At that point the inquisitor is probably just holding onto them and blubbering because they haven’t had anyone really encourage them to give up the role, so he just awkwardly pats them on the back and starts to lead them to the door.

–Mod Fereldone

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Me, listening to Straight and Arrow by Indica: “Hey, this reminds me of L’manburg! I’m gonna pick a couple of lyrics out of the song and put my reasoning why it reminds me of L’manburg!”

I say as i make a full AMV/PMV script with the song that centers around Bench trio with BG hints of L’manburg.

Road’s getting narrow, with snakes in the shadow. And the shade where you sleep is formed by the gallows.

The end of the Manburg VS Pogtopia war. Techno has already fled. The L’manburg survivors (Tommy, Tubbo, Quackity, Fundy, Niki & Jack) are huddled in a group in the foreground, the other SMP members are behind them in the brackground. Everyone except the ones in the foreground, Phil and Eret are undetailed. Show L’manburg, or what’s left of it after Wilbur and Techno had their fun.

Where a man with an arrow was hung by the shallows. Little boys, little boys, little boys who became what they feared.

A shot of Wilbur’s dead body, and Phil holding a bloody sword. Pan from Phil over to the clingy duo, a glitching effect happens. During the glitching Tubbo’s horns become longer, curling around his ears, and Tommy is wearing a trench coat and beanie combo.

Who would have thought that the one’s who spoke of trust would come to betray us?

Eret betraying L’manburg in the final control room.

Who would have sought love from those who prayed for peace while sowing hatred’s seed?

The Dream team, focusing on Dream. Dream said he wanted peace, but used violence and betrayal in a attempt to get it.

Who would have fought for a land where blood flows till it clots each river?

Any war that happened on L’manburg soil, honestly.

Who would have sons knowing all the orphans they would soon deliver?

Wilbur and Fundy, enough said.

Kneel beside me, in this field of memory. Don’t become those you fear; don’t kill what you’ve been.

clingy duo having a peaceful moment, sitting together on their bench. The scene changes to Dream, Tommy, Tubbo, Quackity and Fundy on the obsidian wall. Tubbo exiles Tommy, and Dream drags Tommy away. four translucent figures appear; Schlatt is standing besides Tubbo, copying Tubbo’s pose, Wilbur is walking along with Tommy, and Tommy & Tubbo from before the wars, looking at their older selves in horror.

Cause the straight and narrow has snakes in the shadow. And the shade where you sleep is formed by the gallows.

New L’manburg,all of the people living in it (Tubbo, Quackity, Ghostur, Fundy, Phil, Ranboo, Jack & Niki) are gathered around, one by one the members of the group start to fade as they ‘move on’, for each person that fades New L’manburg looks more and more like a ghost town. Only Tubbo, Ranboo and Ghostbur don’t fade away.

Where a man with an arrow was hung by the shallows.

Techno at Tubbo’s execution, holding the firework loaded crossbow (the arrow), to Techno at his own execution, eyeing the anvil hanging above him.

Little boys, little boys, little boys who became what they feared.

Tommy & Techno taking Connor hostage, and meeting with Tubbo & Ranboo. Show off the fact that Tommy is wearing Wilbur’s coat, and working with Techno, while Tubbo;s horns are longer, and he’s clearly out of it, but trying to hold himself together.

You should have known; the snakes were figments of imagination.

Ranboo in the panic room with the Dream voice.

You should have shown; the roads and gallows were your creation.

Ranboo at the comunity house scene. Dream throws [note: i always like to imagine Dream throws the book at Tubbo, bonking him on the head with it] Ranboo’s memory book at Tubbo as he reveals Ranboo is a traitor.

Sleep beside me, there’s no time to worry. The sound that you hear, it comes from your ear.

Tommy rallying people VS Ranboo trying to stop people from picking sides.

Cause the road gets narrow, with snakes in the shadow.

Flash forewards to the future, Tommy has his disks, Tubbo has Snowchester.

And the shade where you sleep is formed by the gallows.

Dream in prison, L.

Little boys, little boys, little boys there’s a choice!

Tubbo, Ranboo, Tommy & Michael being happy. :D

The straight and narrow has snakes in the shadow. And the shade where you sleep is formed by the gallows. Where a man with an arrow was hung by the shallow.

headshots of Tommy and Tubbo, both with their eyes closed. Tommy’s background is red, Tubbo’s background is gray. Memories of the war pass by them, most notable being Schlatt & Wilbur’s deaths.

Little boys and their toys; little boys who became what they feared.

zoom out to show the backgrounds fully as Tommy & Tubbo open their eyes. Tommy is at his hotel, Tubbo is with his nukes. the scene glitches. Tommy has ram horns, Schlatt is behind him, smiling proudly, Tubbo is wearing Wilbur’s coat, Wilbur is next to him, looking in awe at the nukes.

Weep beside me, in this sea of memory. Don’t you see what i see? You’re the men that you fear.

Tommy, Tubbo & Ranboo hanging out, the three of them are happy. The scene changes to grayscale, the only other colour being the purple of Enderboo’s eyes, Tubbo’s holding a nuke, Tommy’s wearing a suit, none of them look happy anymore.

When the road gets narrow, with snakes in the shadow. And the man with an arrow was hung by the shallow.

Doomsday.

“What’s the point!”

One of the ‘completely given up on L’manburg’ trio (Fundy, Niki & Ranboo) shouts this.

When the road gets narrow, with snakes in the shadow. And the shade where you sleep is formed by the gallows. Where a man with an arrow was hung by the shallow. Little boys, little boys there’s a choice, there’s a choice.

Dream and Ranboo, Schlatt and Tommy, Wilbur and Tubbo. All three pairs are in some sort of black space, the pair can only see eachother, not one of the other pairs. But independently the minors each grab a weapon, a bow for Tommy, a axe for Ranboo, and a crossbow filled with fireworks for Tubbo. Each of them attack the adult of the pair, ‘freeing’ themselves from their legacys.

When the road gets narrow, with snakes in the shadow. And the shade where you sleep is formed by the gallows. Where a man with an arrow was hung by the shallow.

The scene fades to show all three of them standing next to eachother, looking over L’manburg’s crater, Tubbo is holding Michael. Tommy, who had been telling Michael the story of L’manburg, shakes his head as Ranboo places a concerned hand on his shoulder. The three of them move on.

“Little boys, little boys, little boys don’t become what you fear”

Tubbo begs Michael as they leave L’manburg behind

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