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darlingmurdock · 2 years

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Takes place after season five events but not really canon to anything. No baby plot. Klaroline were in secret relationship. CAROLINE IS A HETERIC!!

{ I do not own the the vampire dairies characters, that goes back to the original creators. This plot is my own and done all by me. } EXPLICIT CONTENT

𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

THE REMEMBERING. The fact that it has been less than ten minutes of our beloved couple being separated yet here they are remembering all of the moments as couples that they spent here at this same location they are in.

Here are the couple sitting on top of a rooftop in silence. Trying to process what is currently happening to them. Feeling betrayed, hurt, confused, angry. Caroline glances up at her boyfriend or now ex-boyfriend with watery eyes.

"You aren't being fair, you know that."

Klaus did not say anything but stayed quiet. Unsure what to say at this current moment. He knows he isn't being fair, he is not giving her a choice but he just knows it is for the best.

Because she is the one person that he could not lose. She is his home as he is her home and he is ruining that. With deep breath he spared her a quick look and his heart broke at the sight of her trying to hold together.

"I do."

Caroline is not one for expressing emotions, she has never been good at it. Because if she is too emotional then she feels that she is weak which is something she hates. But her relationship has taught her that it is okay for her to allow herself to feel.

She was always one of those little girls that believe in magical fairy tale stories of falling in love, finding herself a prince charming but here she is trying not to break down that her relationship, her own version of a fairy-take is now over. Caroline felt a tear come out of her eye. She really did not want to let him go.

Klaus has lost many things in his life but him choosing to let go of Caroline was killing him. He needs to let her go. She will never be safe with him. Klaus has lost many people because of him and he will not risk losing her because he did not make the right choice of letting go. He wanted to be selfish and just lock her in a box all for himself but he knows that she has a life to live and is not with him. He will not forgive himself if she gets hurt again because of him.

Klaus got hold of her hand as he felt her give him a big squeeze. Klaus grabbed hold of her chin and moved it for her to face him, he almost broke down seeing her in so much pain. He put his forehead against hers, just wanting to feel her body heat against his. He let out such soft whispers that were barely hearable, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Caroline squeezed her eyes shut as she heard him say sorry. Caroline just wanted to fight his stubborn ass. She opened her eyes and looked straight at his glossy eyes, "I know."

The two of them got up and moved closer to see the city skyline as the bright lights of the tall New York building shine upon them. Where they originally were planning to explore, the city.

The mix of neon lights shine on them as a small cold breeze hits their faces. As each one felt a sudden mix of emotions, Caroline tilted her head to see Klaus looking up at the sky.

"It's not your choice to make."

"I know"

Klaus closed his eyes for a moment as he knew this was the end of their story. He opened his eyes and saw the tears falling down Caroline’s eyes. He quickly went to her and wiped her tears away, "Please don't cry for me. I'm not worth it."

"It's not your choice to make."

Caroline's lips start to tremble as she is not trying to sob right now. Klaus grabbed her and gave her a big hug as he held her. He did not say anything but she knew he was sorry. She just held on to him not wanting to ever let go.

The ex-couple spent the rest of the night holding onto one another for one last time before they went their separate ways. They said nothing to one another, just having each warmth radiating off one another was enough.

Because they were each other's motive, in this long and dreadful immortal life, they were the sweetness part to each other.

“However long it takes.”

TWO YEARS LATER—

Caroline laid on the floor as her body was in pain. Glancing down at the puddle of blood that surround her intoxicating away as the red seem to be the only form of light in the room. She hissed in pain as the spelled chains kept her restricted, her eyes fell upon the chain as light red swirl around the chain as she ripped them off.

Caroline heard light footsteps as she rolled her eyes at the upcoming people. The room shone bright as a door was opened, two people glanced at her as she waved at them. Before they could say anything she flash to them as she ripped their hearts with red splattering all over her.

She huffed out, so much for a fun night out with Bonnie. She sighs as she glances down at her outfit that was ruined at least her shoes were okay. She was wearing a silk baby blue crop top that showcased her ivory skin while teasing her breast. She paired the top with a mini black skirt and her hair was loose but she had red splatter on her golden locks. She sighs as she walks out the room.

She found herself front with someone, she muttered a spell under her breath, as the person fell to the ground groaning out of pain. Caroline went down to them as tug her hand into their heart, “You ruined girl’s night.”

The split unfortunate yells had shuddered as she ripped their heart out, the empty vacuum of blood that poisoned her skin like an additional rigid coat of skin that is slowly strangling her into.

She heard light footsteps coming her way. She winced out of pain as her breath hitch as the burning sensation was creeping upon her. Before she reacted she found her back against the wall with hand around her throat.

She saw a man with dark hair as he pressed harder, stopping her chain of breaths. The man squeezed it harder, Caroline choked it out, “Just because I like hard doesn’t mean we need to get so kinky, take me out on date first.”

The man let out a hearty chuckle, “You would like that, huh?”

Caroline tried to move her hand around her throat that made harder for her to mutter the spells and the wounds around her made it hard for her to break free from the hold. The man gently placed his hand on her leg soothing it, “But unfortunately that won’t be the case. Although you are such piece of candy.”

Caroline could not help but roll her eyes at the man. The dark-haired man hitch his hand higher on her leg but before he could even reach her mid thigh, he was pulled away from her, as the man dropped to floor with blood coming out of him. The man fell down as his life drain away, with his blood soaking Caroline.

Caroline shifted her gaze up to see the original hybrid that left an aching tug in her heart. But she could not focus on anything besides the way the ruby color splatter on his skin, as he gently moved to meet her eyes, gazing at her as his eyes darkened a bit, “Hello, Love.”

Caroline rolled her eyes as walked past him. Klaus caught up to her as he stopped her, “What, not even a hello, after two years?”

“Well I’m not the one that ended it,” she nudged his shoulder, walking down the hall trying to get out of wherever she was. Klaus winced at her harsh tone but he deserves it to be real, even if part of them ended things in an okay manner, he still had hurt her, something he never ever intended to do.

Klaus ran as he grabbed her arm again, Caroline blinked her thoughts away and looked down at her skirt, she moved her eyes back to Klaus and let out sighs, "Hi."

Klaus could not help but chuckle at her awkwardness, "Hi."

Klaus observed Caroline as her curly blonde hair is longer now and her eyes displayed a sudden tiredness, obviously pointing out that she hasn't gotten much sleep in awhile.

He shifted his gaze, not helping but paused for a split second at her ivory breast tainting with red, slightly teasing anyone. He clenched his jaw at the thought she was displayed for everyone to see, which he did not care as long as everyone knew she belonged to him.

Caroline felt like her 16 year old self again, trying to talk to a boy for the first time. She always spoke her mind but when it came with Klaus he made her feel on top of the world but also he set her nerves like crazy. Even when they got together she would always get butterflies, even though she doesn't want to admit it. But she can't help feeling a little resentment after their break-up. But she pushed those feelings down.

In a weird way they were each other’s motive, a reason that they each pushed each other to the limit. Caroline gave him her famous miss mystic falls smile, "I’m go now.”

Klaus has smirked plaster on him, “Not even a thank you for saving you sweetheart?”

“I had it handled,” muttered Caroline as she shook him off but he wouldn’t let her leave. Klaus tilted his head with a teasing smile on him, “Oh, really?”

Caroline chuckled at him, “Yes, plus we both know I love it when it gets messy.”

Caroline walked away with a slight smirk on her face. She refuses to let him win. Klaus stood still with a clenched jaw as she walked away. She was provoking him, his little vixen. He had smirk on him as he was flashing to her, and flashing both of them to a hotel room nearby.

Caroline huffs as Klaus sets her down in the hotel room. She glared at him with a hand on her hip, “What is your problem?”

“I just want to talk sweetheart,” shrugged Klaus as he displayed a dimple smile, acting all innocent. Caroline bit her tongue knowing his little act. She nodded, “Well, I don’t want to. What are you even doing here?”

Klaus shook his head, taking a step forward to her, “Business. I was curious to hear about a blonde vamp witch, which I instantly knew was my blonde.”

“Not yours,” mumbled Caroline ignoring the butterflies in her stomach at his stupid possessive claim on her. Klaus had a smug look on him seeing her all adorable and flushed in front of him.

His eyes fell upon the blood dripping on her skin, his gaze darkened, “What about you? Special night to be dressed like that?”

Caroline scoffed as she met his gaze and noticed his eyes had flint of gold in them. She sighs but nodded to his question, “Yes. I had goals for the night but that got ruined.”

Klaus clenched his jaw knowing what she was implying. He could not help but snarled at her, “You are mine, Caroline. No one is allowed to touch you but me.”

Caroline raised her brow at him, refusing to submit to his stupid claim. She sighs, turning around to exit the room but she found herself trapped against the wall. Klaus’s eyes shined bright as his raspy voice filled her, “Come on love. Don’t forget your place, which is right by my side.”

Caroline bit her tongue, as goosebumps rose on her skin as his hand caresses her leg, hitching higher and higher. But she was stubborn and refused to let him get away with his freakin game. She tilted her head as he did not remove his gaze from her.

Caroline offered a fake smile, “We aren’t together anymore,” she leans closer as her lips brushed slightly across his ear, “I can fuck whoever I want. Whenever I want, wherever I want.”

Caroline heard a slight growl as she felt his arms wrap around her waist in a possessive way. Klaus placed one of his hands on her lower back as he caressed her, “That is where you are wrong, love. You're mine. Do I need to remind you?”

“We aren’t together anymore,” huffed Caroline at his touch that always made her melt into his body. The tension in the room had grown so suffocating.

Klaus offered her smile, “Do I need to punish you, love? I made sure you remember that you belong to me and I don’t care that ‘we aren’t together’ as you put it you will always be mine.”

Caroline ignored the hit of arousal that hit her body like the wash of a hurricane. She moved her hands to his head, slightly brushing his curls, “A bit desperate don’t you think?”

“For you and only you,” mumbled Klaus. He tugged her closer as her chest pressed against his. They stared at each other for what seemed like eternity until their lips met. Who made the first move was a blur to the both of them as all they could focus on was the way their lips molded perfectly, like the softness of clay.

Klaus pulled away nuzzling his head into her neck, lightly biting her neck as she pressed her hips closer to him, causing him to let out a soft groan. Caroline tugged his hair back so she could place her lips on him again, missing the feeling of them. Klaus shifted his hand higher and higher brushing his fingers lighting through her center, feeling the wetness soak through her panties.

Klaus bit her lip, as Caroline gasped feeling all heated. But she snapped out of it as she felt him grow hard under her. She gasped as she tried to push him off, “You left.”

Klaus gripped her tightly which caused Caroline to moan out of pain but they both knew she was a rough type of girl. He placed his lips on her neck, his fangs slightly puncturing her neck, “I know, let me make it up to you.”

Caroline felt herself clench over nothing as she felt the wetness soak through her. She ran her hand across his face as they were still covered in the blood of their victims. She gently brushed her finger across his neck enjoying the light shiver to her touch.

She glanced down at her finger seeing the specks of blood as she placed in her mouth sucking the blood off, her gaze never leaving his as his little wolf wanted to come out and play. Caroline smiled at him as brushed the blood off between her breasts and offered to him.

Klaus could not help but have a slight smile on him for his cheeky vixen. He accepted her offer as he licked the blood off her finger, growling at the smell of her arousal hit him. Caroline gazed at him as they both rushed their lips to meet once again, he placed his hands under her ass, pulling her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

He placed his lips against her neck, his human teeth bugging into her neck as she rolled her hips pressed against his erection, trying to find some form of friction. Klaus moved his hand under her skirt as he pressed his fingers through her damped panties. Klaus ripped her panties off, Caroline gasped at the sudden cold air hitting her heated center.

Before she could even scold him, Klaus plunged his finger inside her of her, he let out groan at her wetness and tightness. Caroline let out a moan as he drove his fingers into her core in fanatic speed, he felt the ache in his gums as he could not help but press his lips between her neck once again.

Caroline rolled her head back, giving him more access as she sighs in relief feeling the slight pain that entered her as he drank from her. She rolled her hips, building up a tight sensation as he plunged his finger harder. Caroline let out a strangled moan, “Please.”

Klaus ignored her as he drank from her. Her blood was the taste of honey, summer, it was so sweet and light. He felt himself addicted to the sweet course of blood. He pressed his thumb against her sensitive bud, as she cried out. He did not stop as he drove his fingers into her heated core, with fangs punctured in her delicate soft skin.

Caroline frantically rolled her hips to the speed of his fingers as she cried out at the pressure building up. Is like he felt that she was closed as he pulled his fingers back and she whimpered at the lost contact. Klaus pulled away from her neck as he set her down to her feet, pressing his finger into his mouth groaning of how delicious she was.

Caroline gazed at him, as she panted wanting more. Klaus gave her access to his neck as she lightly tiptoped pressing her fangs into him, as the champagne-like blood streamed into her tongue. She sighs forgetting how good his blood tasted. She pulled back as they stared at each other. She pressed her forehead against his, “You didn’t let me cum, asshole.”

Klaus grinned at her, very much missing her fiery attitude. He gently removed her top, that let her breast spill out, he groaned at that sight. He swiftly licked her left nipple as he caressed the other one, Caroline let out a sigh of pleasure. He moved them to the bed where he sat down and she sat between his legs, rolling her hips against him.

“Then let’s fix that,” mumbled Klaus as he placed his hands on her waist as she tugged his shirt up pulling it away. Her hand lightly touched his chest, as he brought her closer as her tight nipples pressed against his chest.

Caroline felt herself get wetter as her soak centered, damped his jeans. Klaus moved her hips as she rolled her hips to his rhyme, her heated center finding friction between his damped jeans. He bounced his leg that caused a a higher pleasure that coursed through her body.

Klaus brushed his fingers at her heated center groan of her wetness, “You’re so wet. For me and only me.”

Caroline could not help but nodded to his claim, wanting to find some form of relief, “Please, Klaus.”

Klaus wanted to taunt her longer but he could not control himself anymore, he turned them around, removing her skirt out of the way, as he buckled his jeans, removing them. He moved above her as his tip brushed lightly her sensitive center, before he swift in one motion.

Both moaning and grunting of them being connected. Klaus glanced down as he pressed a kiss on her cheek, “Okay?”

“Okay,” confirmed Caroline as she raised her lips to meet him again. He slowly moved inside of her, slowly speeding up, he bit her lip, “You’re so tight.”

Caroline closed her eyes at the sudden pleasure in her as he moved in her like never before, with her body responding to his touch. She gasped as he bit her neck lightly, she cried out his name, “Klaus.”

“Caroline,” grunted Klaus, feeling her walls clenched around him. He felt her light breaths across him as he gazed down to see her eyes opened, as he moved into her in a primal way. Enjoying the way she arch her back, the light bounce of her breast, but most of all her moans that were music to his ears.

He pinned her arms back as he pounded into her, she wrapped her legs around his waist as she was so close. Klaus bit her ear, “You belong to me, don’t you ever forget that.”

Caroline nodded as she bit out, “You belong to me as well.”

Klaus increased his speed, she cried as he hit her sensitive spot, her thigh squeezing his waist, her wall clenching around him. He continued his speed, his breath hitching at her tightness, hitting her sweet spot, until a wave of pleasure hit her, “Klaus.”

Caroline let out a strangled moan as he pushed through her sensitivity as he pounded into her, harder than before. Klaus groaned as he spilled inside of her as his raspy voice hit her, making her more wet, “Caroline.”

They both panted as Klaus laid on his back pulling her closer to him. Each coming down from their high as they let the silence consumed the air. Caroline gently buried her head to his chest, “I missed you.”

“I missed you too, sweetheart,” mumbled Klaus as he kissed the top of her head. They obviously had a lot to talk about but they could do that later. As right now, they are together and that is all that matters.

Klaus bit his lip as he brushed her hair away from her face, seeing her eyes flutter to him. He really missed waking up to seeing this everyday. Klaus brushed his fingers across her face, “I’m sorry.”

“I know,” mumbled Caroline, seeing the sincerity in his eyes. She sighs moving closer to him, if it were possible, “However long it takes, right?”

“However long it takes,” nodded Klaus. He brought his lips to hers, as they melt at the touch of their lips meeting, it felt so incredible each time. Caroline pulled away as she snuggled onto him, with a teasing smile on her, “You plan on going on murder spree pretty soon, huh?”

“Of course, love. I need to find out who else wants my blonde witch,” Klaus nodded in confirmation. Caroline tilted her head, “You mean vampy-witch?”

“Same thing, love. You’re still mine, you know that right?”

“Yes, I get it. Calm your possessive self down.”

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paperanddice · 2 months

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This section of the Tome of Beasts is going to be interesting, because demon lords are not scaled the same between all these games. In 5e, demon lords sit largely between CR 23 and 26, and while powerful can't grant clerical spellcasting and thus are usually instead patrons for warlocks. In Pathfinder (mostly 1e, but 2e will probably replicate this) they are all level 26 or higher, and for Pathfinder 2e none have been statted yet at all, with the closest being the nascent demon lord Treerazor, a level 25 monstrosity and the highest level thing in Pathfinder 2e so far, while full demon lords are literally gods and grant clerical spells. For 13th Age, demon lords aren't exactly a thing, with the Icons being the top of the pyramid and the Diabolist in particular the most powerful being related to demons.

So, yeah, the long and short is that converting the Tome of Beasts demon lords to other systems isn't as simple as converting other stuff. The scale of them varies so much across the different systems, the way they're intended to be used is quite different, and just converting across will heavily change how they interact with the different settings. Just statting Alquam as a level 21 demon for Pathfinder 2e demotes him to nascent demon lord at best, which is clearly not the intention of the original writeup. But 13th Age doesn't have anything that'd be qualified as a demon lord at all, so any conversion of them would be just making an end game, near Icon level foe.

So I'm delaying the issue for a moment with the spawn of Akyishigal, a minor demon that was created by the lord of cockroaches, Akyishigal! A humanoid, human sized cockroach creature, with a pair of duel tails each ending with a deadly, poison dripping stinger, they have an innate control over vermin and enforce their creator's will upon the world wherever it sends them.

Inspired by the Tome of Beasts 1. This post came out a week ago on my Patreon. If you want to get access to all my monster conversions early, as well as access to my premade adventures and other material I’m working on, consider backing me there!

Spawn of Akyishigal Creature 5 Rare, Medium, Demon, Fiend, Unholy Perception +10; darkvision Languages Abyssal, telepathy 100 feet Skills Athletics +11, Intimidation +8 (+14 vs. arthropods), Stealth +13 Str +2, Dex +1, Con +4, Int +0, Wis +0, Cha +1 Command Vermin The spawn of Akyishigal can use Intimidation to Command an Animal on arthropods (insects, spiders, scorpions, crabs, and similar invertebrate animals) with an Intelligence of -3 or lower. AC 22; Fort +15, Ref +10, Will +12; +1 status to all saves vs. magic HP 85; Immunities disease, poison; Weaknesses cold iron 5, holy 5 Speed 25 feet, climb 15 feet Melee mandibles +11 (magical, unholy), Damage 2d8+6 piercing plus 1d6 spirit Melee stinger +11 (agile, magical, unholy), Damage 2d4+6 piercing plus 1d6 spirit and Akyishigal Venom Divine Spontaneous Spells DC 19 ; 5th dimension door; 4th dimension door (at will); 3rd vomit swarm; Akyishigal Venom (poison); Saving Throw DC 22 Fortitude; Maximum Duration 6 rounds; Stage 1 1d10 poison damage and enfeebled 1 (1 round); Stage 2 2d10 poison damage and enfeebled 1 (1 round)

13th Age

Spawn of Akyishigal 3rd level troop [demon] Initiative: +5 Stinger +8 vs. AC - 7 damage. Natural 14+: The target also takes 5 ongoing poison damage. Natural 18+: The target is also weakened while taking the ongoing poison damage. C: Vomit Swarm +8 vs. PD (1d4 nearby enemies) - 4 ongoing damage. Natural Even Hit: The target is also hampered while taking the ongoing damage. Limited Use: 1/battle, when the escalation die is 2+. Wall Crawler. AC 18 PD 17 MD 13 HP 48

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defensivelee · 2 months

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showing weakness on main tonight, some medical stuff

I have been. so out of it since I got sick. I am no longer sick but bc of the meds I'm on my birth control is ineffective so I'm on my period again after just a week and a half since the last one 🙃🙃 and it's like. rlly bad like it's been going for longer than it should and usually I get awful awful cramps just on the first and second day, but nope!! on this particular cycle they are hitting me EVERY. DAY. ibuprofen doesn't work either so I just have to tough it out when I have to do things

and I'm also just fucking frustrated with my inability to get things done. I've had so much to do lately and it's so overwhelming that I end up doing nothing for HOURS. and it frustrates me even more bc I can't get any creative stuff done either. that's what usually makes me happy but rn it's just !! unreachable.

this is something less personal to me but also this really has not been made better by the situation over with some MCYT people that you may have gotten a clue of from the sideblog if you follow it. long story short, guy I really enjoyed watching who I thought was at least safe turned out to be an abuser, the victim suffered domestic violence and i feel especially bad bc she didn't initially name him BECAUSE of the large platform he had. insane that she knew and had to worry about crazy stans coming to defend him despite not knowing him personally. no soul just no fucking soul there. I am just... so disappointed that one content creator I loved so much, who had created a character that inspired so much of what I write today, turned out to be such a piece of shit. it's really been weighing on my mind lately, I just can't imagine how a person can do what he did. it actually just makes me ill and I can't stop thinking about it

and to top it all off, as I type this there's a dumbass storm moving through. they scare me really badly

idk just not doing great in this particular moment in time

#vent cw

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radashes · 2 months

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Book review: 'Dreamland Billionaires' series by Lauren Asher

Step into the lavish world of the Dreamland Billionaire series, where dreams are as big as bank accounts, and the drama is richer than a double espresso on a Monday morning.

#1. The Fine Print: 4/5 stars

I ended up giving this book a 4-star rating. Was it amazing? Nah, not really. Did it keep me hooked and make me finish it in one sitting? Yeah, it did.

So, the story is all about Rowan, who's supposed to inherit his grandpa's fortune and is running Dreamland amusement park, and Zahra, who works there. Rowan's got to find the park's weak spots to get his inheritance, and Zahra's dream is to be a creator, so she gets roped into helping out.

Now, let's talk characters:

Rowan: Your typical grumpy guy with some daddy issues. He gets oddly excited when Zahra touches his leg. Weird, right? Oh, and he's into art, which adds a bit of depth to him, but it's resolved too quickly.

Zahra: She's all sunshine and rainbows, forgiving Rowan way too easily and laughing way too much.

Cringeworthy moments:

These characters act more like teens than adults, which is kinda cringe.

Zahra describing Rowan's butt as a "firm bubble butt" was just... no.

That first kiss in the office? Totally out of place.

Rowan crawling to Zahra on the floor? Ugh, just why?

But hey, there were some good things, like the inclusion of Zahra's sister Ami, who has Down Syndrome. It's awesome to see that kind of representation in popular books.

Despite its flaws, I'll probably keep reading the trilogy because, let's be real, they're pretty addictive.

#2. Terms and Conditions: 4.5/5 stars

"Terms and Conditions" felt like "The Fine Print" with a slightly better font, and I'll be real, those last 80 pages? Nah, fam, we could've done without 'em.

From the get-go, Iris and Declan steal the spotlight. Their dynamic was entertaining, but I could've done without the whole "Is Iris setting this up because she likes me?! Eww" vibe.

Now, onto the characters:

Declan: Dude's got serious daddy issues, but his introverted, grumpy demeanor was oddly endearing. His subtle affection for Iris and efforts to help her with dyslexia were highlights.

Iris: Queen Iris, y'all! Loved her as the strong, determined female lead. Though I felt her third act drama was a tad over-the-top, she taught Declan some valuable life lessons.

In short, Declan's complexity outshone Rowan's, and Iris was a force to be reckoned with.

Favorite moments:

Their banter: “We both know you actually like my brain.” “I like your heart more.”

Declan's little gestures of affection: “I did some research on how people with learning differences like yours do better with verbal and written instructions.”

And that tear-jerker quote? Hits you right in the feels.

Overall, despite the familiar feel, "Terms and Conditions" delivers a solid slow burn romance with relatable characters and some heartwarming moments.

#3. Final Offer: 3.5/5 stars

"Final Offer" was a bit of a letdown, honestly. It felt like it dragged on forever without much excitement. The plot was a mix of clichés, and it just didn't bring anything fresh to the table. Plus, it moved at a snail's pace, which made it a bit of a chore to get through.

Characters:

Alana: Unfortunately, she fell flat for me. Her lack of empathy and manipulative tendencies made it hard to connect with her. Plus, her behavior towards Cal bordered on emotional abuse, which was a major turn-off.

Cal: He had his struggles, but he still had some charm left in him. His journey through addiction and personal demons was touching, but it didn't fully shine through in this installment.

Favorite Moments:

Latin Representation: Kudos to the author for portraying Latin culture well. It was a nice touch and added depth to the story.

Revisiting Previous Characters: Seeing familiar faces from earlier books was a highlight. It added a layer of continuity and nostalgia to the story.

Cal himself was alright, but even his charm couldn't save this sinking ship of a romance plot. The whole thing just felt flat and uninspired.

So yeah, "Final Offer" ended up being a bit of a dud for me.

Overall, the Dreamland Billionaire is a good series with its diverse tropes and well-developed characters. Each book brought something unique to the table, from the grumpy/sunshine dynamic to the fake marriage trope and the second chance friends-to-lovers storyline. And you're spot on about Final Print—it tackled the complexities of "functional" alcoholism with sensitivity and depth. Overall, it's been a fantastic journey with lovable heroes and heroines, plenty of HEAs, and enough feels to last a lifetime!

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moon-ruled-rising · 5 months

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20 Questions Writer Meme

Thanks for the tag @arielchelby

1: How many works do you have on Ao3?

Fifteen. Mostly Game of Thrones, but there's a Marvel one that's been on hiatus for years.

2: What's your total Ao3 word count?

319, 336.

3: What fandoms do you write for?

Predominately Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire but I have one Marvel one and I had two Stars Wars WIPs that got recycled. I also have an "original work" inspired by the TTRPG my friends and I were playing before our friend group fell apart, so that one might not get finished.

4: What are your top five fics by kudos?

— as the rain hides the stars

— begged and borrowed time

—Journey to the Past (surprisingly)

—Baby, Please Come Home

—your eyes shine brighter in the north

5: Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to. I don't normally comment on fics I read to begin with. (I know, I know, shame shame shame.) Sometimes I get a burst of energy to do it but sometimes I just don't know how to reply but I'm working on it because I love discussing my fics and interacting with readers.

6: What's the fic you wrote that has the angstiest ending?

... no comment because spoilers.

7: What's the fic you wrote that has the happiest ending?

The Glass Dagger and the Winter Rose with A Christmas Coincidence in a close second.

8: Do you get hate on fics?

When I first started writing more angst heavy stuff it wasn't received well. I was younger and not used to so much negative attention. Suffice to say, I lost the idgaf war. Now, not so much. I will get a rogue commenter every now and again with strong opinions about something I wrote— especially if I was trying something... experimental, I guess.

9: Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do write smut. I've done explicit stuff but, as I've voiced recently, I'm not super into writing it. I live in the land of flowery prose and abstracts. Explicit smut is so focused on physical that I haven't found a way to blend the two so it slows me down and, as an Aries, I hate being slowed down. I will, however, write explicit material if it's porn with plot. My non-explicit stuff leans more... metaphysical, if that makes sense?? I guess you'll just have to read sad beautiful tragic and let me know.

10: Do you write crossovers?

Fusion, yes. Remixes, yes. There is a Game of Thrones/Marvel crack fic sitting in my random WIPs folder that might see the light of day but other than that, not really.

11: Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of. I don't think I'm popular enough for that ... wait... I think that makes me a bigger target...

12: Have you ever had a fic translated?

No but I am open to it.

13: Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No. I've tried co-writing before but I always turn into that meme of Tyler the Creator: "Oh my God, can you let me do what I need to do." I'm not too great at collabs.

14: What's your all-time favorite ship?

Jonerys, hands down. But I'm also partial to Obidala. Controversial, I know, but it intrigues me.

15: What's a WIP you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

*Sighs* My Marvel one. The idea has been in my head since 2015 and I would love to finish it but I fell out of love with Marvel after Endgame so it takes a lot to get myself to work on it. Although, with the resurgence of 2012 Avenger's Tower fics... who knows.

16: What are you writing strengths?

Honestly, I have no freaking clue. I think I'm good at extended metaphors and plot. Maybe prose but it sometimes gets away from me. I used to be really strong at dialogue but now it's hit or miss.

17: What are you writing weaknesses?

Characterization and emotions. I'm autistic, you do the math.

18: Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

If it's plot relevant: yes. That won't stop me from doing Valyrian translations for fun.

19: First fandom you wrote for?

... ... ... rise of the brave tangled guardians... or was it Supernatural.... *buries face in hands and turns beet red despite the fact that none of those fics saw the light of day* But first fandom I wrote for and posted was... oh, I think it was Game of Thrones... or was it Supernatural...

20: Favorite fic you've written?

How could you ask me that? That's like asking a parent to chose their favori— begged and borrowed time, it's begged and borrowed time. It's my first time "bowling" (i set up the plot points and watch my characters knock them down and do their own thing) and I just have so much fun writing it and playing in the little canon divergent world I created.

As per usual, I leave this open to anyone who wants to join! Just a reminder that all fics linked in this post are only visible to registered users to prevent AI scraping, thank you in advance for your understanding!

#fanfic writer #fic writing #fanfiction meme #tag games #writer memes #jonerys fanfiction #fanfiction

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patheticlittlemen · 1 year

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ALL ABOUT ME

[Kurt Kunkle x Female Reader]

Chapter 3- One Look and I Couldn’t Breathe

Words: 1711

Warnings: None

Looking up the boba shop on your phone, you see that it’s not far from your house so you decide to walk. It’s a nice day outside so you don’t mind putting in your headphones and enjoying the fresh air.

After a short stroll, you come across the boba shop that starred in Kurt’s video. You walk in and look over the menu for a bit before ordering a small taro milk tea. After getting your drink, you decide to walk to a park nearby but before heading out, you take a picture holding your drink up with the logo facing out and send it to Kurt on instagram. You go to Spotify and scroll through your playlists, but before you can even decide which one to listen to, Kurt responds to your picture.

kurtsworld96> You actually went?

doodlesgalore> Of course, I wouldn’t lie haha

doodlesgalore> It’s such a nice day too, I’m probably even gonna go to the park

kurtsworld96> What park? I’m filming a video and need some good ideas, maybe you could help 😋

The emoji makes you laugh. Normally your friends only use them as a joke, but it seemed perfect coming from Kurt. You send the address and start walking toward the park you had in mind.

Eventually reaching a bench next to a tree that was shaded enough to keep you cool, you sit down and pull a sketchbook out of your bag. You aren’t anywhere near a professional artist, but you love to sketch people and landscapes. Settling on a view of a nearby lake, you start drawing.

Spending a little extra time on the scenery, you become engrossed on trying to draw the ducks near the pond. They keep moving around so you decide to try and draw from memory but can’t seem to get it right.

“Hey Y/N!” You hear a voice call, pulling you out of your fixation on the ducks. Kurt runs up to you, holding a camera in his hand. You wave to him, taking your last sip of boba.

“Got any ideas for the video?” He asks.

“I’m gonna be honest, I have no clue what to do.” You admit.

“That’s fine, sometimes the best thing you can do is turn the camera on and wait for something to happen.” Kurt hits a button on the camera and lifts it up, smiling at you.

“We’ll start by introducing you to the fans!” He says.

“Oh, uh… I’m Y/N, I’m 23 years old, and I’m one of Kurt’s…friends?” Kurt nods eagerly, urging you to say more.

“I don’t really know what else to say,” you laugh nervously. “Personally I’m not a content creator but I’m glad to be making my debut on Kurt’s channel.”

“So viewers, that’s Y/N! Hopefully she’ll be in more of my videos soon.” Kurt turns the camera to face himself, grinning. You laugh a bit at his awkwardness.

Nothing eventful happens for a while, so far the video is mostly you and Kurt walking around and commenting on things at the park, speaking about memories and making up stories about the people at the park.

“You see that lady in the purple jacket? I think she writes werewolf romance fiction and is one chapter away from finishing the book that will make her famous.” You say and Kurt laughs. This had been happening back and forth for a little bit, becoming more absurd the longer it went on. Kurt is about to say another one when he stops in his tracks.

“Y/N look, a playground!” He says excitedly. You laugh, a little confused.

“Yeah this is a park, there’s probably gonna be-“

“Y/N hold the camera,” Kurt says, pushing it into your hands and running off before you could do anything. You’re a bit surprised by the sudden action but follow him and hold the camera up to try and capture whatever Kurt is doing. Kurt approaches the playground, stopping next to the monkey bars and turning around, smiling.

“What I’m gonna do is something called epic parkour. Now, if you’ve seen my Draw my Life video, you know that last time this didn’t end too well, but this is gonna be different. Watch this!” Kurt says, turning around and attempting to climb on top of the monkey bars.

After a couple of weak jumps and you hyping him up, he sprints over to the slide and tries running up it, which proves to be more successful than the last attempt. He stops at the top of the slide for a second, panting before crawling through a tunnel and swinging across the monkey bars. The whole time, you’re laughing and cheering him on. He runs back to you, breathing hard and grabbing the camera. He turns it towards himself, face red and a bit sweaty. Something about the flush in his cheeks made your stomach do flips and you cast your eyes to the ground.

“Wasn’t that so cool?” he speaks to the camera but looks at you, beaming with pride. “What should we do now?”

“Well, you seem like you need water. I have a bottle in my bag and there’s a drinking fountain over there.” You say, walking towards the table to retrieve it. After handing it to Kurt, he runs away and you sit down on the ground next to the tree. You pull your sketchbook out and try to finish the lake drawing, but your mind is filled with thoughts of Kurt. You turn the page and start a new drawing as Kurt runs back and plops down across from you.

“Perfect time to take a break and talk about my music! I’ve been working really hard…” Kurt’s voice fades into the background as you get absorbed into the drawing. After a few minutes of cleaning up the sketch lines, you realize Kurt had stopped talking. You look up at him and see the camera facing toward you.

“Y/N show everyone what you’re drawing!” Kurt says. You wordlessly turn the sketchbook around and Kurt’s eyes widen.

“Is that…is that me?”

“Yeah,” you say, smiling. “I haven’t worked on a portrait in a while so it was good practice.”

“Do you know what this means, Y/N?” Kurt says excitedly. You shake your head, a bit confused as Kurt turns the camera to capture you both in its view.

“Guys, it looks like I officially have fanart!” The comment makes you laugh. You quickly sign the bottom of the page and tear it out, handing it to Kurt. He looks at it in awe, turning towards you and grinning. The genuine joy on his face made your heart beat faster.

“Thanks for joining me and Y/N today, have a great day Kurties!” He turns the camera off and sets it down, smiling at the drawing once again. Your phone buzzes and you check it to see a message from Rick.

Rick<3: Bobby’s gone u can come back now

You look up at Kurt who is still staring at the drawing. All good things must come to an end, you suppose.

“Hey Kurt, it’s getting kinda late. I probably should get going.” You say. Kurt looks up at you with a sad expression but agrees.

“I can drive you home if you want.” He offers. It is getting quite dark, and walking anywhere at night as a woman isn’t always the best idea. You agree and he leads you to his car, where you notice a “Spree” sticker on the back.

“You’re a Spree driver?” you ask and Kurt nods. You have only ever been in a Spree once, but it was such a bad experience you swore off ride services forever.

You get in the car and Kurt’s phone connects to the radio as he starts driving. It’s a song you don’t fully recognize but know is popular on tiktok. It’s a bit quiet but you’re enjoying the music when finally a song comes on that you recognize and you start humming along. You’re still jamming when it reaches the chorus.

You said that he did you dirty, so what’s the harm in flirting, baby? ‘Cuz your boyfriend’s a bitch, he ai-

The song quickly gets cut off as Kurt skips it. You look over, a bit confused. Kurt’s eyes are wide and he is gripping the steering wheel, but his gaze is glued to the road. You brush it off and recognize the next song playing, humming along to that as well. This time you barely get through 15 seconds.

You know I’m grade A, your boyfriend wanna be me. You go out of your way to make sure you don’t see me. You should break up with your boyfri-

“Sorry, I just…” Kurt stammers as he skips the song. He settles on some hyperpop song as he pulls into your apartment complex. You thank him and step out of the car.

“Hey,” Kurt calls as you start to walk away. You turn around and walk back to his car, leaning into the now open window.

“Can I get your phone number? I just get so many DMs that I don’t want yours to get hidden.” You knew there was no way that was true as his Instagram had about 20 followers (mostly bots) but you’re not going to turn down the chance to get his number. You nod and Kurt hands you his phone. You open his contacts and type in your name and phone number, adding a smiley face next to your name. Handing the phone back to Kurt, you wave as he drives away and you walk into your building.

Kurt’s behavior was very strange regarding those two songs, but the lyrics give you a theory. Both of them are about telling someone to break up with their boyfriend, but they were also popular online so Kurt didn’t need to get so awkward about them. Unless he has feelings for you too.

“Too”.

You didn’t mean to think that. You know deep down it’s true, despite the fact that you just barely met Kurt and you have a boyfriend. But Kurt makes you happy, more than you have felt in a long time, so you don’t bother fighting the feelings.

#kurt kunkle #kurt kunkle x reader #kurtsworld96 #spree 2020 #spree

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ovaettrgrimoire · 8 months

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Venus Retrograde & Stronger Than Before

This Venus retrograde has been wrapping up and been really hitting me with all the returns and sightings of my abusive exes, up to three now that have showed back up in my life in some indirect way. They don't bother me though, they are afraid to - and for good reason. I'm much stronger now than ever before - i have a COMMUNITY behind me now, and I'm becoming well known in my communities for the work that I do. The memories I make. The moments I cherish and share with others brought me to this place of peace. I am now strong enough to hold my ground and NOT RUN from experiences in my life just because they are there. I'm existing in my own right, my trans and queer right, and as my true self - a college graduate in animation and media arts. I earned my place in this world and I won't let them scare me into obscurity ever again. They hold no power over me anymore. They are meaningless gnats. They are nothing to me. And to them, I am everything they want to harm. But they cannot touch me. For I am protected by my community, my Goddess Freyja and my own inner power and confidence now as a creator in this world. They thought they could stomp out my flame but here I am having my top surgery next week. I'm very grateful for where I am in life and for the help others have given me generously to get here. I can't believe I'm here though. I am so happy. I am finally free from my burdensome past and I am stronger on the other side of the cocoon. I am grateful. Thank you, universe, for giving me the strength to be here today. Granted i still did a nice protection spell to make sure they dont get any ideas. But yeah, I'm so happy I'm where I'm at now. Without any of them holding me back anymore. Weak cishet men are nothing but gnats to me now. I am so powerful and I will never back down. I am free and I am me now, forever more.

#musings #journaling #power #venus retrograde

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freyayuki · 10 months

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Final Fantasy Record Keeper Cardia Dungeons Dreams Infernal Fights

In the Final Fantasy Record Keeper (FFRK) mobile game, the Dreams Infernal fights in the Cardia Dungeons are quest level 350.

In the Cardia Dungeons, you’re encouraged to bring a full team of chars that are all from the same realm and that belong to the realm you’re battling in.

So for example, if you’re in the Final Fantasy VII Cardia Dungeons, it’s better to have a team of only FF7 chars because there are penalties if you bring off-realm chars.

It’s not impossible to win with one or more off-realm chars or even a team of off-realm chars, but it’s definitely easier if you just go in with a full in-realm team.

At the moment, there are a few time-limited missions that require you to clear battles in the Cardia Dungeons.

So I decided to take this opportunity to clear the multitude of Cardia Dungeons quests that I have yet to do.

At the same time though, I wasn’t really in the mood to do any of these fights right now, at least not manually. So I decided to try and see if I could do it on auto with a full off-realm team. To my surprise, it actually worked.

Had the battle speed set to 5, the max. Had my chars set to use their equipped abilities and Soul Breaks. Had the Limit Break Gauge set to 3 bars.

My team was:

Genesis Rhapsodos from Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII

Yeah, decided to try my auto physical fire team for these fights.

Currently, Genesis Rhapsodos from Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII (#ad) is one of my absolute, most favorite Final Fantasy chars. He’s the reason why I’m playing Final Fantasy Record Keeper.

Have all of his relics and I bring him everywhere I can, even to fights with enemies that resist the fire element (Genesis is a physical fire DPS).

Limit Break Overstrike (LBO), Light of Doom

Synchro Arcane Soul Break (SASB), Purgatorial Wave

Awakened Arcane Soul Break (AASB), Genesis Rhapsody

Arcane Overstrike Soul Break (AOSB), SOLDIER’s Epic

Ultra Soul Break (USB), Apocalypse Genesis

Glint+ Soul Break 1 (G+1), Epic of Creation

Glint+ Soul Break 2 (G+2), Epic of Heroism

Glint Soul Break (G), Epic of Destruction

Legend Materia Relic (LMR), Fierce Opposition

Genesis is equipped with both of his Glint+ Soul Breaks which he uses in the beginning of the fight.

As soon as he has enough bars, he’ll cast his Sync. Also equipped him with his AOSB, USB, and AASB, in case they’re needed. Once there are 3 Limit Break Gauges, he uses his LBO.

Genesis’s Hero Ability, Genesis Slash, is in the left slot so that’s what the AI spams. In case that runs out, his second slot has the 6-star Spellblade ability called Inferno Assault.

Normally, I have Genesis equipped with the Scholar’s Boon Record Materia (RM) to increase his weakness damage but since I’m bringing a full off-realm team to these Cardia fights, I won’t be able to easily hit the weakness of the enemies.

They’ll all be resistant to all the elements as part of the penalty of having off-realm chars.

So I’d need max imperil to even hit weakness damage. As such, I have Genesis equipped with his Twisted Creator RM which lets him deal more damage if he’s using a sword.

Vincent Valentine from Dirge of Cerberus: Final Fantasy VII and Final Fantasy VII

Vincent is my secondary DPS. Have a few of his relics, including his AASB and Sync.

Even have his fire Chain although I don’t use it for this team since it boosts magic instead of physical attack. Vincent is equipped with his Hero Ability, Beast Flare, and Trinity Bombshell.

As soon as Vincent has 2 bars, he’ll cast his Sync. His Sync Command 1 imperils fire. After his Sync, he’ll use his AASB.

If the fight is still going even after that, then Vincent will use one of his Ultras. I also have his LBO although the AI will cast Genesis’s first since he’s in the top or leader slot of the party.

Balthier (Ffamran mied Bunansa) from Final Fantasy XII

Chain Soul Break 2 (CSB2), Incendiary Trap

AASB, Untouchable Hellfire

G+2, Scarlet Sky Fluke

Burst Soul Break 1 (BSB1), Gatling Gun

BSB2, Spark of Change

USB2, Edge of Treachery

Balthier is equipped with Burnt Offering and Flame Offering.

Since the fight’s on auto, he’ll only ever use his Chain so I have to rely on equipped abilities and Vincent’s Sync Command 1 to imperil fire.

Balthier has the Mako Might RM so he can cast his fire Chain right away. This Chain buffs fire damage and increases the party’s attack.

Tyro from Final Fantasy Record Keeper

AASB, Fantasy Grimoire Vol. I

Arcane Overstrike Soul Break 3 (AOSB3), Triple Phase

USB4, Arbiter’s Tome

USB3, Divine Veil Grimoire

USB1, Warder’s Apocrypha

Glint Soul Break (G), Purifying Grimoire

Burst Soul Break (BSB), Keeper’s Tome

Unique Soul Break 2, Sentinel’s Grimoire

Legend Materia Relic 1 (LMR1), Archival Secrets

Can’t use Wrath and Entrust effectively if the fight’s on auto so Tyro’s equipped with Warrior’s Hymn and Ode to Victory so he can buff the party’s attack and critical hit chance.

Tyro will cast his AASB then USB4 when he has enough bars to do so. The aforementioned Soul Breaks can increase the party’s critical hit chance.

Oerba Dia Vanille from Final Fantasy XIII

I only have Vanille’s Glint+ Soul Break that grants the party Protect, Shell, and Haste as well as her Ultra Soul Break (USB), Restitution, which instantly heals the party, grants them Regenga and reduces the delay of their actions for 3 turns.

Vanille is equipped with Wrath on both slots so she can cast her USB as often as possible for that high quick cast.

I could have gone with Elarra from Final Fantasy Record Keeper again as my healer. Normally, that’s what I do.

If I feel like I need an Awakening, then I bring in Aeris or Aerith Gainsborough from Final Fantasy VII since she’s one of the few healers whose AASB I have.

But this time, I wanted to try something new. Vanille’s pretty good although she can’t sing or dance like Elarra.

She can use Wrath though, unlike Elarra, and that allows her to use her USB more often without needing an Entrust bot.

Would love to be able to get Vanille’s AASB and Sync then I could use her for more content instead of being stuck with the same healer over and over again.

My Magicite deck was:

Odin (Ultra Attack) - Blade Ward and Spell Ward (Lord’s Seal: Ice only)

Ifrit - 2 Empower Fire

Madeen - 2 Deadly Strikes

Madeen - Health Boon and Fast Act

Shiva - Health Boon and Healing Boon

So I went to the Dreams section of the Cardia Dungeons and started going down the list of the ones I haven’t done yet.

Chose the healing Roaming Warrior then entered the fight and just set my phone down. Didn’t pay attention to what was going on. Occasionally, I’d look to see how it was going.

It hurt to keep seeing “resist” on the screen. It also hurt to see Genesis being unable to break the damage cap consistently and constantly like he normally would have been able to.

Still, the team somehow managed anyway. Sometimes, I’d look at the screen and be greeted with the victory screen already, or I’d see that the fight was nearly over.

Here are some screenshots:

Have no idea how Vincent died but it’s fine since my team still managed to win anyway. Got the win in exactly 32.00 seconds.

At least it looks like Vincent got to help Balthier imperil fire a lot (judging from the fact that the above screenshot shows the boss with level 5 fire imperil) before he croaked it. If I had Vanille’s AASB, I could have resurrected him.

Welp, Vincent died again. Why does this keep happening? LOL. Vincent may have died, but I’m still pretty pleased with this victory because my party somehow managed to sub-30 the fight on auto.

This fight ended at 26.40 seconds, which is pretty amazing considering the penalty for bringing a full off-realm team.

Hey, look, Vincent didn’t die in this fight. And it’s another sub-30 with the battle ending at 27.40 seconds. Double yay!

Judging from the yellow Limit Break Gauge bar, it looks like the AI was about to cast an LBO but the fight ended before it could be activated.

Another sub-30 with this fight ending at exactly 27 seconds. Also, once again, Vincent managed to live. LOL.

Super pleased to have been able to use Genesis on multiple quests where it was preferable to go in with a full realm team. He did so well. This entire team did so well.

To be able to bring my fave Genesis to these fights as an off-realm char and still be able to win is really super special awesome.

Conclusion

So what about you? Have you tried any of the Cardia Dungeons fights yet? Did you bring any off-realm chars to these battles? What do you think about these quests? Feel free to share your thoughts and opinions by leaving a comment below or by reblogging or replying to this post.

Notes:

screenshots are from my Final Fantasy Record Keeper game account

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crestfallercanyon · 2 years

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Fic Asks Game!

This was brought to my attention by an anonymous ask actually, and it looks super fun so why not! Credit to the original creator of these questions if anyone knows who they are. I will tag people on the end who want to keep it going ❤️

1) How many works do you have on AO3?

2) What’s your total AO3 word count?

460,675 (maybe by the end of the year I’ll hit 500,000!)

3) How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

5 on this ao3 profile — they are:

The Flash, Legends of Tomorrow, The Maze Runner, Teen Wolf, Black Mirror (Bandersnatch)

4) What are your top five fics by kudos?

They are all from coldflash, the largest fandom I write for ❄️⚡️

distract me from my last disaster — Barry finds Len at Saints and Sinners and tests out a hypothesis, but it turns out this is a distraction from a much bigger play.

Lullabies for Little Criminals — somehow in a cruel turn of events, Len’s meddling with time doesn’t save him or his sister from their father, but instead makes it so that he has a child with a one night stand that he must now look after.

getting back to fine — Barry’s losing his powers and winds up a bloody, beaten mess at Len’s front door.

Something Out of Nothing — Barry tries to turn the tables on breaking into Len’s home when the night takes a sharp turn for the worse.

Didn’t Change a Thing — Len learns that going back in time has changed nothing for him; Barry arrives on the Waverider to coax him back from the brink.

5) Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I try to! I used to be much more on top of it, but life gets in the way and now it takes me a while to respond — but I always adore the chance to say hello and thanks to anyone who’s read my things ❤️

6) What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

The angstiness ENDING? Hmmm…

Probably This Time of Doubt (coldflash) — Len has everything he could ever want for himself in this timeline, but there’s something wrong. Something missing. Something he can’t live without.

Close second would be Look Who’s Inside Again (thomally, tmr) — Even though Thomas and Gally swear they made it to Safe Haven, they are somehow back in the Glade. And this time, Thomas doesn’t see a way out.

7) Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

I have not written a true crossover! (LOT and The Flash I don’t think counts). I’ve debated writing a crossover between TMR and some video games (and once considered the Outsiders actually) but have yet to do so.

8) Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Not hate, no. The fandoms I write in are thankfully very lovely in my experience 💕

9) Do you write smut? If so what kind?

I… try. People say they like what I write, which I am so glad! But I can’t help but feel like my sex scenes are never very explicit. What can I say? I’m a softie in this way.

10) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope! Not to my knowledge.

11) Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don’t think so!

12) Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, but I would LOVE to.

13) What’s your all time favourite ship?

This is hard, I’m a multishipper. My fav dynamic tends to be ships with stoic/reformed asshole and guilty hero/savior complex. So, thomally and coldflash.

14) What’s a WIP you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I worry this will be to build a home. I’m just a bit stuck there.

15) What are your writing strengths?

Ahh, this is hard. I (hope) that my relationships seem to develop very realistically. Because I tend to write rarepairs, I like to make sure that the friendship/romances feel real and whole and not just googly-eyes and ridiculous pairings. I want them to be believable and relatable.

16) What are your writing weaknesses?

Somehow, I both write too much dialogue and too much description. I worry that all my fics are just people talking in different settings. I want to learn how to be more concise.

17) What was the first fandom you wrote for?

To be honest, before I even knew it was fanfiction I wrote stories about Doc Holliday and his common-law wife Kate Elder (Big Nose Kate) from the era of Wyatt Earp and Tombstone. I’m a major nerd.

18) What are your five favourite fics you’ve written?

Gosh that’s REALLY hard. Ummmm.. gosh this is subject to change every time I’m asked lol. Here’s my vibes atm.

In no particular order:

1. Look Who’s Inside Again (tmr) is one of my favorite canonverse concepts I’ve ever created and I loved writing the story. It’s probably one of the ones I’m most proud of this year. I also think it’s one of my better written.

2. Conflicts of Interest (tmr) is my lawyer au and it is so self indulgent and beloved.

3. Something Out of Nothing (coldflash) holds a place in my heart. I loved whumping Snart in that way.

4. a devil, a whiteboard, a bottle of wine (coldflash/coldwestallen depending on interp) was also such a fun fic to write because it’s probably my only fic close to crack and was just happy

5. The Last Eye to Open (bandersnatch) was fucking difficult and I’m really proud of the way that turned out.

(honorable mention). death and all its glory — I always wanted to explore the dark side to Newt being revived and living after tdc and I loved doing so in this fic.

19) what are five fic recs?

ONLY FIVE??? GOSH. one of these days I’m gonna have to do a major fic rec. for now, I’m gonna focus on authors I don’t believe I’ve recced for a long time/if ever who are amazing authors and I love their stuff.

Also most of these summaries are not the actual summaries, they’re just my paraphrasing.

Ready by comebacknow (TMR) — post-apocalyptic au, Minho prepares for what appears to be the end of the line.

A Hundred Thousand Loves (for just this one) by unbelieve (the maze runner) — Newt is an AI who has been infected with a virus, and Minho must cope with the tragic truth that they are now at the end of their time together.

Safe by SophiaCatherine (the Flash, coldwest) — Iris can’t seem to slow down, she’s about to burn out, and so she turns to Captain Cold.

let the stormy clouds chase everyone from the place by Qlala (the Flash, coldflash) — Len claims not to do romance, but his actions speak louder than his grumbles.

tu me manques by giraffingallday (Black Mirror: Bandersnatch) — Stefan isn’t quite so in the dark this time around, and what he feels begins to scare him.

Intro to Emotional Regulation by onemechanicalalligator (Community (TV)) — Troy leaves on the boat, and Abed’s mental health reaches an all time low.

Tagging if y’all want to answer these questions! Or whatever amounts of these questions you want (or none at all, no pressure) ❤️❤️

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homoishharajuku · 2 months

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Music Video Fix

Song: Paparazzi (Prod. Yo Creator)

Fixed and etc.

🤳🏾🫃🏾⌚️+🤳🏾🧁⌚️= ew tho 🔏🤮

Lyric Fix

Once upon a time lived a savage

A Sagittarius

Taken loot like a pirate

I’m legit

I’m not playing I mean it

I’m not laying

You can’t hit it

You can’t grave me,

I do the darn killing and jailing

bars never weak tho

All this authentic bubble butt got him wanna grab some

Don’t touch I’ll press charges and get a bag or some

I did a freestyle and someone went downhill

I’m the bestest w/ no make up or perm and extensions

I don’t have to curl my hair I can rock it like cotton

Dont touch it

Hair on woolly mode

All the money will be coming in

I can’t wait to take care of needy women and men and children

Im so drippy check out my smartwatch tho

Awe iphone in hand

why these bums so bothered tho

Question mark

Tally marks getting cut through

I got the high score

You wish you could score baskets on me tho

Im in a blanket with a pillow cause im so sleepy and cold tho

I unalive these hittas

And i hurt feelings too

Hook* 🪝

Take pictures

Paparazzi I understand I’m highly profitable and classy

Fans near and far

Give me all your coins

I can’t be beat

When will you pay attention in class

And do some learning.

Z Zzz z

Verse*

Imma beat them like my life depends on it

I wont stop

Boobies on up mode

But not like these botched chested hittas tho

Presidents wanna bed me

But I only sleep with Benji on my mind

Even if you had billys you still couldn’t get my digiss

Stick it to’um like forks

They money short

Like 1 inch hun

I don’t waste my time on you bums

You already done been did dirty by Gods Godly Hands

He said He want good box

Like Pac-Man got

One that’ll turn You to a ghost

And feel like You on millions of pills tho

you cant bone me

They my eves ,

Copying my bones like they doctors and know about anatomy

I endorse womb made bodies

I dont endorse fake bodies or fake cards

Boss hittas dont have scam credit cards

These bums talk is frivolous

I been killing since my mom birth me

My vessel been top knotch

Since i had knots

i was born into that

I worked in my teenage years

I had my own cake

I made that trend

I been darn did that.

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screendimdotcom · 3 months

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Lake Mungo

I tried - yes, tried - to find a semblance of a riveting narrative within its watery depths, but alas, all I stumbled upon was a quagmire of narrative emptiness and a confused, muddled mess. Let's embark on this journey of reviewing a film that seemingly tried to mix a serious documentary style with the clichéd elements of a horror flick, only to end up tripping over its own feet in the process.

Picture this: you sit down with a bag of popcorn, ready to immerse yourself in a nail-biting, heart-pounding cinematic experience. But as the minutes tick by, you find yourself engaged in a constant battle with the urge to check your watch, because, my friends, "Lake Mungo" appears to be a master class in how to stretch a thin plot over what feels like an eternity. And in this eternity, it seems that suspense and thrill took a long vacation, leaving behind their lackluster cousins, boredom and confusion.

I need to acknowledge the film's attempt to bring something different to the table with its faux-documentary style. One might argue that it lent a certain authenticity to the tale, but let's not kid ourselves here. This style instead served to heighten the monotony, making viewers slog through a seemingly unending series of interviews and "found footage", which ironically, you'll wish remained unfound.

And let's take a moment to discuss the plot, or rather, the lack thereof. The storyline meanders like a lost river, unsure of where to flow, sometimes trickling into streams of the supernatural, only to diverge into puzzling tributaries of family drama and inexplicable plot developments. It's as if the creators threw a dart at a board of generic horror tropes and just went with whatever it hit, concocting a hodgepodge of elements that never quite gel together.

Furthermore, the acting could very well serve as a study in wooden performances, with characters that seem to have been marinated in a vat of apathy before gracing the screen. The emotional depth here is so lacking; one might find more resonance in a conversation with their houseplant. And the less said about the dialogue, the better, as it stumbles and bumbles its way through an awkward script that seems almost determined to keep the audience at arm's length.

But oh, let's not overlook the cherry on top of this cinematic sundae: the climax that promises revelations and twists, yet manages to deliver an underwhelming resolution that leaves one feeling more bewildered than satisfied. It's as if the creators were building a castle of suspense, only to reveal a shaky structure held together by twigs of weak plot developments and a few stray leaves of attempted scares.

In the midst of all this, one can't help but chuckle at the sheer audacity of "Lake Mungo." It strides boldly into the realm of horror, armed with a bag of tricks borrowed from superior films, yet fumbles spectacularly in its execution. It's akin to watching a magician pull a rabbit out of a hat, only to reveal a stuffed bunny that's seen better days.

"Lake Mungo" serves as a sterling example of how not to craft a compelling horror movie. It's a labyrinthine mess of half-baked ideas and missed opportunities, where tension is as scarce as a coherent storyline. It's an adventure into the doldrums of horror filmmaking, where the only scares to be found are the creeping realization that yes, this film indeed goes on for a whole 87 minutes.

So, gather your friends, prepare your favorite snacks, and settle in for an evening of bewildered laughter and mirth as you navigate the murky waters of "Lake Mungo." It promises an unforgettable journey into the bewildering, the absurd, and the hilariously underwhelming – a true masterclass in cinematic disappointment!

#film review #movie review #movies #lake mungo #movie reviews #cinema #film

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tbhtechno · 2 years

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Week 7 Content Update

This week we covered balancing in the lectures, in addition to continued reading of the Game Design Workshop. Covered in chapter 6 is the stage of conceptualization and ideation for game ideas. At its core a game's concept stems from a mechanic or art style that the creator wants to use as the game's identity. Then either as a group or an individual you must put your thoughts together and brainstorm ideas for a possible start or bare bones game structure. Tracy highlights the importance of grounding your game concepts in another section of the chapter, talking specifically about the technical feasibility of a game’s design, she poses this as an opportunity to save the over the top ideas for the future as we never know what is possible. At the conclusion of the chapter Tracy highlights the importance of keeping an open mind when it comes to technical and mechanical design and to always keep searching for a new way to play games.

In-Class Discussion

During the lecture this week a question was presented to all who attended about how the lizard, frog and mouse balancing methodology can be applied within a racing game setting. To elaborate on the lizard, frog and mouse balancing system, it refers to a balance where each of the mentioned creatures have their own benefits in different circumstances. How a mouse may fare better in a smaller environment full of little paths and holes, whereas the frog would thrive in a wetland esc environment with plenty of opportunities to jump from place to place and finally the lizard would be better off on a flat plain. A majority of people suggested combinations of increased/decreased traction based on the types of vehicle and their surroundings, as a sand buggy would fare better over sand dunes and a motorbike would have a good shot on an open highway.

This sparked a thought in my head about how this has been applied in different video games as a whole. A potential example of how this methodology for balancing has been applied can be seen in World of Tanks, this is obvious due to the larger tanks hitting harder but surviving more often at the cost of a slower deploy and movement speed. Whereas, the light weight tanks that can easily cross the battlefield and move from objective to objective are very weak and generally it would take them multiple shots in order to defeat other tanks.

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budder-mastersblog · 2 years

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Can I just go on an unhinged rant about how GREAT Yamcha is?

Even on his first entrance to fight Goku, he just radiates pure badassery. He's not just an incredible martial artist, he's also a skilled swordsman, with an awesome looking sword to boot! Move over Trunks, your sword has nothing on this blade!

He was so skilled and strong that not only did he manage to hold his own against Goku and his Power Pole...

He actually kinda kicked his ass! He was able to smash him through a bunch of columns and keep him down for a good while. The only thing that kept him from winning was Bulma triggering his crippling fear of girls.

He's shown capable of learning Kaioken (at least in the games), it takes a lot of intense training to be able to use it, let alone without it wrecking your body, so the fact he was able to use it at all is impressive!

He's one of the only other pure humans, aside from Krillin and Master Roshi, to be able to use the Kamehameha Wave at a young age, let alone on his first try! I know this doesn't sound very impressive considering how often we see it, but remember, Master Roshi was lucky enough to use it after practicing for 50 YEARS! Yamcha did it on his first try!

He doesn't only copy moves, he makes up his own as well! His Spirit Ball is especially impressive, a attack made of pure Spirit Energy, not Ki. He's able to move and fling it around in whatever direction he wants, even if it's through the ground! It literally will not stop until it hits it's target. In fact it's one of, if not the only, attack to ever consistently hit it's target or fulfill it's intended purpose!

Look at him destroying all these gigantic pieces of rubble with ease! Nothing but a cake walk for our man.

He's also tough as hell, he was able to survive 300x the Earth's gravity, which by all means should've squashed him like a bug. But he pushed through it like a champ!

This massive blast that Goku made was from when he played Baseball with literal GODS. And he SURVIVED. I mean he wasn't directly hit by it, but considering how he wasn't within the Angels' protective barrier, and how this blast is way, way bigger than a baseball field, there's no way he wasn't affected by it. He was in the middle of all of this and lived! Stuck in a bush, but alive!

Hell he was complimented and even flirted with by Frieza, not once, but twice! You know, Frieza, the murderous tyrant that pops planets like pimples? How many characters do you know who can say that?

Even the DBS manga he's proven his value, not only did mop the floor with Moro's men, but he also held his own against Zauyogi, one of Moro's top dogs. You know, Moro, the guy who cored Super Saiyan God Goku like a fucking apple?

He did all of this, and remember, he's just a human. He's not some mutant with special powers, or an android designed to kill, or the child of a demon king, or an alien species that are just biologically overpowered. He's just a human, as human as you or me.

Yamcha is not weak by ANY means. It's a shame that an unfunny meme about him dying completely ruined a once skilled and competent character. Man was killed, lost his girlfriend to the guy who killed him, and is treated as a pathetic joke by the fanbase and even his own creators.

My man deserves some respect on his name.

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midnight-dreamerness · 3 years

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Savior

Chapter 2: Finding Strength

(This is NOT my gif. Credit to the creator <3)

series summary: when your protector returns, he finds you broken and abused and helps you climb out of the darkness

chapter summary: you finally have had enough and you find the strength to escape

pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

warning: mentions of death, acts.mentions of abuse, mentions of self harm

word count: 2.1k

Quitting the job you love was really hard. After your brother died you got back together with Kade after a short break in the relationship, you moved in with him. You didn’t have the best relationship with your parents, and it only got worse when Danny, your brother, died while overseas.

You walked into the apartment, your head bowed trying to hide the tears threatened to spill down your cheeks. He’s already home, you saw his car in his usual spot in the parking garage when you pulled in. You could also make out the sound of the tv playing in the living room.

You headed towards the bedroom until he called your name, making you turn and slowly make your way into the living room.

“Did you do it?”

There are empty beer bottles everywhere along with a half empty bottle of whiskey sitting on the coffee table. You sighed but nodded nonetheless, playing with the hem of your blouse.

“Good. Start cleaning. This place is a mess.”

And you did what he said, all day. He made you scrub the floor down with a scrubbing brush. You had to clean every inch of the apartment, while picking up the trash he left behind him all day. When night came, you had officially cleaned everything and cooked him dinner. You sat down at the table, ready to eat after not having breakfast or lunch all day.

“What are you doing? You think you deserve to eat? No. You're going to sit there and think about what you did.”

With sad eyes and an ache in your stomach, you didn’t fuss. You didn’t even say a word. You didn’t want him to see you cry so you held it in as much as you could. You hold back sobs, it creates a burning feeling in your chest and throat.

After you got home yesterday, Kade had been enraged. Accused you of cheating, he didn’t even mention you telling Jay about the abuse. It was worse because it was Jay. He knew your background, and how you fell in love with him when you were younger. Last night's memories were fuzzy after that. All you can remember was the agonizing pain and the god awful headache you had after he slammed your head against the kitchen counter. Kade has made you quit your job, you weren’t sure why.

Kade wipes his mouth with a cloth once he’s finished eating. “I try to be nice to you. But you test me. Every single day, you test me.” He stands from his seat at the table, coming closer and closer to you. You look up at him pleading with your eyes.

“Worthless. Pathetic. Get up.”

You do as you're told and stand up. He roughly grabs your arms, dragging you down the hall. You think he’s heading towards the bedroom but he stops at the hallway bathroom. He opens it and tosses me inside.

“This is your new room now. You should get comfortable,” he snarls. You're on the ground now, groaning. He takes the chance and shoves his foot into your chest.

When will it stop! When is enough, enough for him? Why am I not good enough? What did I do that made him so violent?

These things run through your head as he continues his abuse. Pain and suffering, blood and tears are things you have gotten used to.

It’s an hour later when he stops, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he stares down at you in disgust. You look at him weakly and in pain. You're almost positive you need medical attention, but you say nothing.

“Cheating whore,” he spits. With one final look, he’s gone. The sound of the kick in the bathroom door clicking, only making more tears pool in your eyes.

What has my life come to? When did it get this bad? How did I let it get this bad?

The bathroom floor was ice cold, even with a towel laid underneath you, you were still freezing. You know he bumped the temperature down, torturing you even when he wasn’t at home. You twirled the card between your fingers. His name sticking out along with his number.

Deceive Hay Halstead.

You remember fourteen year old you, rushing into your brothers room where he and Jay were playing video games. You remember how excited you were when you told the both of them you got the lead role in your dance group.

“I’m so proud of you,” Jay had exclaimed.

You wondered if he would be proud of you now.

Would he?

There’s so much history between you and Jay, a lot of things your brother never knew about, and now he never will.

It’s been days since you saw him. You can still see his smile and his perfect white teeth as he spoke to you. You can still feel his body against yours from that day he had you against the wall.

You should’ve told him. You're filled with regret. He could’ve helped you get out.

I wouldn’t be in this stupid bathroom if I had agreed to let him help me.

You could’ve called him the day he made you quit your job. You could’ve driven off, anywhere. Somewhere, where Kade couldn’t find you.

Yet, here you are. You have a few - a lot - new bruises that have replaced the old ones. There’s still a harsh pain in your chest and your stomach from not having eaten in days. You know it’s been at least a week.

He comes and goes. Sometimes you can hear giggles pass down the hallway to your shared bedroom. Then…you can hear him pleasing other women in your bed. The ones he would love you on, on good days.

But no…he is with other women while the woman he should be with is withering away down the hall.

You didn’t scream, you should’ve. You know that now. You were scared he would kill you or those girls. You wouldn’t have been able to live with yourself if something happened to them because of you and your stupidity.

So you sucked it up.

It’s been two weeks. Yesterday had to be one of the worst days. You recall the rage burning like fire in his eyes. He was angry, more than usual. Something must’ve happened. Either way, there’s no excuse for what he did.

The cuts along your back sting like hell. You begged him to stop, and it was a mistake. You should’ve let him beat you till it was out of his system for the night. If it’s even possible, he got angrier. He threw you into the bathroom counter, your back crashing into the mirror, causing it to shatter agains you. Your thigh had hit the faucet, creating a huge bruise on the back of it, but nothing hurt worse than the pain in your heart.

“Pathetic slut,” he snapped before walking out, locking the door behind him.

You sit on the floor only a day later, staring at yourself through the glossy flooring. A large shard of glass sat next to you, your eyes wander to it ever so often. It tempts you. Taunts you like a clear voice in your head.

“Do it.” It would say.

Then you would hear the sound of his voice. Familiar, warm, and inviting. Your heart aches. You miss him.

You can see him at the elevator, waiting for it to open while he looks at you.

“You’re strong. Remember that.”

You wonder why you pushed him away. Why you don’t let yourself trust the one man, that still lives, that would never hurt you.

A sob racks through your body as you pick up the large piece of the mirror and throw it across the room. An aggravated scream leaves you as you stand up with trembling legs.

How could I let this happen? Why didn’t I ask for help? The abuse has gone on for three years.

Your throughts were only “why” and “what if’s.”

He’s taken everything from you. Ripped you from your friends, your old life. You didn’t even notice at the time. You just needed someone. You followed him blindly. He told you you only needed him. Nothing - no one else.

I lost myself trying to please him.

You decided you're done letting him win. You're done letting him control your life. Your choices were dying here in this bathroom helplessly, or die trying to get out. You chose the latter.

You searched around the room in a haste, looking for anything to break the doorknob off. Your eyes trained on the top of the toilet. You take it off, arms falling at the weight. You are weak from the two weeks with no food, but you still find it in yourself to raise it over your head and lm it down in the knob.

You weren’t sure the exact time, but Kade would be home soon. So you knew you had to hurry

One hit didn’t seem to do it, so you raise it again and with a grunt, you use all your strength to slam it back down again. Your mouth falls open in surprise when the knob falls to the floor with a loud clanking noise.

It took you a moment, but you dropped the lid and rushed out of the bathroom. You made your way to the home phone, picking it up with shaky hands.

You're hit with a wave of dizziness, but you still dial the number you now know by heart. You were filled with hope when he answered after a couple of rings.

“Halstead.”

“JJ?”

There was a silence on the other end of the phone for a second, but soon he repeats your name.

“I want out. P-Please help me,” you beg, tears streaming down your face as you pathetically spike.

“Address. I need an address.”

The sound of the front door unlocking catches your attention. Your body goes ridged, frozen in place.

Jay repeats your name a couple of times.

“No. No,” you mutter as you begin to back away.

“Hey! What’s going on? I need an address, sweetheart.”

You somehow manage to tell him the address with a, “please hurry,” at the end. You hang up, throwing the phone to the side. You're filled with dread as Kade stumbles into the room, pulling at his tie. You're starting to regret what you just did.

Kade narrows his eyes, ripping his tie from his neck.

“How the hell did you get out?”

He stalks towards you, and although your first instinct is to run, you stay put. You're done taking the abuse.

“I’m done, Kade. We’re done.” You stand your ground, head held high and a new found confidence in your words. He laughs. It’s evil and sickening.

“We’re done? I say when we’re done!” He exclaims, his hand rising and connecting with your face before you had the chance to move. You fall to the floor from the power of the slap. Although you act confident and strong, you're weak. Two weeks without food would be the cause. It didn’t help that you were still in pain from the most recent beating.

You let out a cry as he pulls your hair back with a huff. “When will you learn?” He asked, pulling your head back so you were facing him.

“You look pathetic,” he laughs. You're slapped in the face once more before being dragged towards the kitchen by your throat. You grabbed at him, your instincts kicking in.

“God, your stupid,” he spat, shoving you into the table. Your eyes widen as you feel your skirt, the same one you’ve worn for two weeks now, being pulled around your hips. You felt hopeless now. You only hoped Jay would be here soon.

“At least you're good for something.” You heard him mutter before the sound of his zipper being undone filled your ears. You clamped your legs together and attempted to move, but it was no use. He overpowered you easily. You cried softly as he moved closer and held you down with a deadly grip on your bruised and cut back.

There’s a knock on the door that paused Kade’s actions. He hissed and pulled away, fixing himself.

“Who the hell did you call? Did you call someone?”

The look of fury in his eyes was enough to have you cowering in fear. A scream rips from your throat as he grabs you by your hair again.

“CPD! Open up!” You heard his familiar voice. The same voice you heard as you laid on the bathroom floor.

Kade’s grip on you tightens. “I’m going to kill you, you little bitch.”

A/N: Small cliffhanger? Yep. Chapter 3 should be out Tusedsy! If you want added to the Saviors taglist let me know!

@miranada0102 @brookerz122493 @musicismyescape27 @kelelas-life

(Not sure why some of these didn’t work.)

#chicago pd #chicago pd imagines #jay halstead #jay halstead imagines #jay halstead x reader #one chicago #detective jay halstead #jay halstead one shots #chicago pd x reader #dom jay halstead

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