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godjustkys · 1 year ago

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╰┈➤ ❝ masterlist;

FANDOMS I WRITE FOR;

- Teen wolf

- Marvel Cinematic Universe

- Supernatural

- The Walking Dead (AMC)

- Merlin (BBC)

- Stranger things

- Dune

- Game of Thrones

- F.R.I.E.N.D.S

- The Maze Runner

- Lord of The Rings

- The Hobbit

- Harry Potter

- Brooklyn Nine-Nine

- IT

- Diary of a Wimpy Kid

- Dead Poet's Society

- Shameless

- Handsome Devil

- The Black Phone

- Sweet Home

- Arcane

- Spider-man Universe

- The Goldfinch

- The Last of Us

- The Beekeeper

- Weak Hero Class 1

- Bad and Crazy

ANIMES;

- Demon Slayer

- My Hero Academia

(the anime list will get updated as long as I continue watching anime.)

Characters I will to write for;

Teen wolf:

- Stiles Stilinski

Stiles Stilinski x top!m!reader (smut)

- Scott McCall

none yet..

- Derek Hale

none yet..

- Allison Argent

none yet..

- Lydia Martin

none yet..

- Isaac Lahey

none yet..

- Jackson Whittemore

none yet..

- Peter Hale

none yet..

- Malia Tate

none yet..

- Kira Yukimura

none yet..

- Liam Dunbar

none yet..

- Theo Raeken

none yet..

- Jordan Parrish

none yet..

- Erica Reyes

none yet..

- Ethan Steiner

none yet..

- Aiden Steiner

none yet..

- Christopher Argent

none yet..

- Mason Hewitt

none yet..

- Danny Mahealani

none yet..

Marvel Cinematic Universe:

- Tony Stark

none yet..

- Peter Parker

none yet..

- Bruce Banners

none yet..

- Thor Odinson

none yet..

- Loki Laufeyson

none yet..

- Steve Rogers

none yet..

- Natasha Romanoff

none yet..

- Stephen Strange

none yet..

- Wanda Maximoff

none yet..

- Clint Barton

none yet..

- Bucky Barnes

none yet..

- Carol Danvers

none yet..

- Shuri

none yet..

- Sam Wilson

none yet..

- Okoye

none yet..

- Wade Wilson

none yet..

- Pietro Maximoff

none yet..

- Vision

none yet..

- Yelena Belova

none yet..

- Peter Quill

none yet..

- Gamora

none yet..

- Nebula

none yet..

- Matt Murdock

none yet..

- Frank Castle

none yet..

- Xu Shang-chi

none yet..

- Eddie Brock

none yet..

Supernatural:

- Dean Winchester

'What a perv.' Dean x top!m!reader (smut)

Hate sex with Dean (male reader, smut)

smut drabble (male reader)

- Sam Winchester

sam being the subbiest of them all (smut, male reader)

- Castiel

none yet..

ALL; SUPERNATURAL HEADCANONS (NSFW)

(I have little knowledge of supernatural.)

The Walking Dead:

- Rick Grimes

none yet..

- Carl Grimes

none yet..

- Michonne

none yet..

- Negan

none yet..

- Daryl Dixon

male reader x daryl dixon (smut)

- Eugene

none yet..

- Rosita Espinosa

none yet..

- Maggie Greene

none yet..

- Glenn Rhee

none yet..

- Carol Peletier

none yet..

- Andrea

none yet..

- Gabriel Stokes

none yet..

- Dwight

none yet..

- Simon

none yet..

Merlin:

- Merlin

none yet..

- Arthur Pendragon

none yet..

- Morgana Pendragon

none yet..

- Guinevere

none yet..

- Lancelot

none yet..

- Mordred

none yet..

- Gwaine

none yet..

- Percival

none yet..

- Elyan

none yet..

- Leon

none yet..

Strangers things:

- Mike Wheeler

none yet..

- Nancy Wheeler

none yet..

- Will Byers

none yet..

- Jonathan Byers

none yet..

- Joyce Byers

none yet..

- Jim Hopper

none yet..

- Jane 'Eleven' Hopper

none yet..

- Lucas Sinclair

none yet..

- Dustin Henderson

none yet..

- Steve Harrington

none yet..

- Maxine Mayfield

none yet..

- Billy Hargrove

none yet..

- Dmitri 'Enzo' Antonov

none yet..

- Eddie Munson

none yet..

- Henry Creel

none yet..

- Robin Buckley

none yet..

ALL; stranger things headcanons.. pt 1.

Dune:

- Paul Atreides

none yet..

- Leto Atreides

none yet..

- Chani

none yet..

- Feyd-Rautha

none yet..

- Duncan Idaho

none yet..

- Stilgar

none yet..

Game of Thrones:

- Ned Stark

none yet..

- Catelyn Stark

none yet..

- Robb Stark

none yet..

- Jon Snow

none yet..

- Theon Greyjoy

none yet..

- Sansa Stark

none yet..

- Arya Stark

none yet..

- Tywin Lannister

none yet..

- Jaime Lannister

none yet..

- Cersei Lannister

none yet..

- Tyrion Lannister

none yet..

- Tommen Baratheon

none yet..

- Joffrey Baratheon

none yet..

- Daenerys Targaryen

none yet..

- Jorah Mormont

none yet..

- Sandor Clegane

none yet..

- Samwell Tarly

none yet..

- Margaery Tyrell

none yet..

- Tormund Giantsbane

none yet..

- Brienne of Tarth

none yet..

- Podrick

none yet..

- Ramsay Bolton

none yet..

- Jaqen H'ghar

none yet..

- Grey Worm

none yet..

F.R.I.E.N.D.S:

- Rachel Greene

none yet..

- Phoebe Buffay

none yet..

- Monica Geller

none yet..

- Ross Geller

none yet..

- Chandler Bing

male reader x chandler bing headcanons!! (SFW + NSFW)

- Joey Tribbiani

Joey Tribbiani dating headcanons (SFW+NSFW)

The Maze Runner:

- Thomas

none yet..

- Newt

none yet..

- Minho

none yet..

- Gally

none yet..

- Frypan

none yet..

- Aris

none yet..

- Janson

none yet..

Lord of The Rings:

- Frodo Baggins

none yet..

- Samwise Gamgee

none yet..

- Pippin Took

none yet..

- Merry Brandybuck

none yet..

- Aragorn

none yet..

- Legolas

none yet..

- Boromir

none yet..

- Faramir

none yet..

- Galadriel

none yet..

- Arwen

none yet..

- Éowyn

none yet..

- Éomer

none yet..

The Hobbit:

- Bilbo Baggins

none yet..

- Thorin Oakenshield

none yet..

- Kili Durin

none yet..

- Fili Durin

none yet..

- Tauriel

none yet..

- King Thranduil

none yet..

- Elrond

none yet..

Harry Potter:

- Harry Potter

none yet..

- Hermione Granger

none yet..

- Ron Weasley

none yet..

- Fred Weasley

none yet..

- George Weasley

none yet..

- Draco Malfoy

none yet..

- Blaise Zabini

none yet..

- Oliver Wood

none yet..

- Seamus Finnigan

none yet..

- Luna Lovegood

none yet..

- Neville Longbottom

none yet..

- Dean Thomas

none yet..

- Severus Snape

none yet..

- Sirius Black

none yet..

- Regulus Black

none yet..

- Remus Lupin

none yet..

- James Potter

none yet..

- Lily Potter

none yet..

- Bill Weasley

none yet..

- Bellatrix Lestrange

none yet..

- Cedric Diggory

none yet..

- Lucius Malfoy

none yet..

- Narcissa Malfoy

none yet..

Brooklyn Nine-Nine:

- Jake Peralta

none yet..

- Amy Santiago

none yet..

- Charles Boyle

none yet..

- Gina Linetti

none yet..

- Rosa Diaz

none yet..

- Terry Jeffords

none yet..

- Ray Holt

none yet..

IT:

- Richie Tozier

none yet..

- Eddie Kaspbrak

none yet..

- Beverly Marsh

none yet..

- Bill Denbrough

none yet..

- Stanley Uris

none yet..

- Ben Hanscom

none yet..

- Mike Hanlon

none yet..

- Henry Bowers

none yet..

- Patrick Hockstetter

none yet..

Diary of a wimpy kid:

- Greg Heffley

none yet..

- Rodrick Heffley

none yet..

Dead Poet's Society:

- Neil Perry

none yet..

- Todd Anderson

none yet..

- Charlie Dalton

none yet..

- Knox Overstreet

none yet..

- Steven Meeks

none yet..

- John Keating

none yet..

Shameless:

- Fiona Gallagher

none yet..

- Lip Gallagher

none yet..

- Ian Gallagher

none yet..

- Debbie Gallagher

none yet..

- Carl Gallagher

none yet..

- Liam Gallagher

none yet..

- Mickey Milkovich

none yet..

- Mandy Milkovich

none yet..

- Kevin Ball

none yet..

- Veronica Fisher

none yet..

- Jimmy Lishman

none yet..

- Karen Jackson

none yet..

Handsome Devil:

- Ned Roche

none yet..

- Conor Masters

none yet..

- Dan Sherry

none yet..

The Black Phone:

- Finney Blake

none yet..

- Robin Arellano

none yet..

- Vance Hopper

none yet..

- Bruce Yamada

none yet..

- Billy

none yet..

- Griffin

none yet..

Sweet home:

- Cha Hyun-su

none yet..

- Lee Eun-hyuk

none yet..

- Pyeon Sang-wook

none yet..

- Jung Jae-heon

none yet..

- Seo Yi-kyung

none yet..

- Lee Eun-yu

none yet..

- Yoon Ji-su

none yet..

- Jung Ui-Myeong

none yet..

Arcane:

- Jinx

none yet..

- Vi

none yet..

- Viktor

none yet..

- Caitlyn

none yet..

- Silco

none yet..

- Sevika

none yet..

- Ekko

none yet..

- Vander

none yet..

- Mel

none yet..

- Jayce

none yet..

Spider-Man Universe:

- Peter Parker (A. G.)

none yet..

- Peter Parker (T. M.)

none yet..

- Peter B. Parker

none yet..

- Miles Morales (Earth 1610)

none yet..

- Miles Morales (Earth 42)

none yet..

- Miguel O'Hara

none yet..

- Hobie Brown

none yet..

- Pavitr Prabhakar

none yet..

- Gwen Stacy

none yet..

The Goldfinch:

- Boris Pavlikovsky

none yet..

- Theodore Decker

none yet..

The Last of Us:

- Ellie Williams

none yet..

- Joel Miller

none yet..

- Tommy Miller

none yet..

- Tess Servopoulos

none yet..

- Abby Anderson

none yet..

- Dina Woodward

none yet..

- Lev

none yet..

- Yara

none yet..

- Jesse Pinkman

none yet..

- Manny

none yet..

- Owen

none yet..

- Mel

none yet..

The Beekeeper:

- Derek Danforth

none yet..

- Adam Clay

none yet..

Weak Hero Class 1:

- Yeon Si-eun

none yet..

- Oh Beom-seok

none yet..

- Ahn Su-ho

none yet..

- Park Hu-min

none yet..

- Kang Woo-young

none yet..

- Jeon Seok-dae

none yet..

Bad and Crazy:

- Ryu Soo-Yeol

none yet..

- Do In-beom

none yet..

- K

none yet..

- Oh Kyung-Tae

none yet..

- Boss Yong

none yet..

- Andrei Kang

none yet..

Demon slayer:

- Tanjiro Kamado

none yet..

- Nezuko Kamado

none yet..

- Zenitsu Agatsuma

none yet..

- Inosuke Hashibira

none yet..

- Genya Shinazugawa

none yet..

- Kanao Tsuyuri

none yet..

- Aoi

none yet..

- Shinobu Kocho

none yet..

- Tomioka Giyuu

none yet..

- Rengoku Kyojuro

none yet..

- Uzui Tengen

none yet..

- Mitsuri Kanroji

none yet..

- Obanai Iguro

none yet..

- Shinazugawa Sanemi

none yet..

- Muichiro Tokito

none yet..

- Gyomei Himejima

none yet..

- Muzan Kibutsuji

none yet..

- Akaza

none yet..

- Douma

none yet..

- Gyutaro

none yet..

- Daki

none yet..

- Kokushibo

none yet..

- Murata

none yet..

HASHIRA; hashira headcanons, pt.1 (angst)

My Hero Academia:

- Izuku Midoriya

none yet..

- Katsuki Bakugou

none yet..

- Shoto Todoroki

none yet..

- Tenya Iida

none yet..

- Ochako Uraraka

none yet..

- Denki Kaminari

none yet..

- Eijirou Kirishima

none yet..

- Tokoyami Fumikage

none yet..

- Shoji Mezo

none yet..

- Momo Yaoyorozu

none yet..

- Hanta Sero

none yet..

- Kyoka Jirou

none yet..

- Mashirao Ojirou

none yet..

- Mina Ashido

none yet..

- Yuga Aoyama

none yet..

- Monoma Neito

none yet..

- Shinsou Hitoshi

none yet..

- Rumi Usagiyama

none yet..

- Keigo Takami

none yet..

- Aizawa Shouta

none yet..

- Hizashi Yamada

none yet..

- Oboro Shirakumo

none yet..

- Touya Todoroki

none yet..

- Tomura Shigaraki

none yet..

- Toga Himiko

none yet..

- Jin Bubaigawara

none yet..

adding anime back cause I watched demon slayer,,, :3

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thediktatortot · 5 months ago

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Updated my Final Fantasy VII Fancast <3

So I've been working on my personal fancast since about 2000 lol and I finally have actors for some of the characters I've been looking to add to it for a while now. The plan is, some day, to sculpt the heads for these people at 1/6 size and hopefully have a full cast of my own FF7 figures. I'm already 3/21 of the current cast, so here's to working on it in the future!

Sam Reid as Sephiroth

Garrett Headlund as Cloud Strife

Katy O'Brian as Tifa Lockhart

Micheal Clarke Duncan as Barret Wallace

More under the cut 👇

Timothy Olyphant as Biggs of Avalanche

Anna Kendrick as Jessie Rasberry

Jacob Batalon as Wedge of Avalanche

Keanu Reeves as Zack Fair

Felicia Day as Aerith Gainsborough

Cillian Murphy as Vincent Valentine

Boyd Holdbrook as Cid Highwind

Julia Rehwald as Yuffie Kisaragi

James McAvoy as Reeve Tuesti & Cait Sith

Taz Skyler as Rufus Shinra

Manny Jacinto as Tseng of the Turks

Noen Eubanks as Reno (Sinclair) of the Turks

Shemar Moore as Rude of the Turks

Emma Corrin as Elena of the Turks

Williem DaFoe as Professor Hojo

Vincent Price as Grimoire Valentine

Mark Harmon as Veld (Verdot) Dragoon

#Final Fantasy 7 #FF7 #Final Fantasy VII #FFVII #FF7R #Fancast

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allthecanadianpolitics · 2 years ago

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The Toronto Star once sent Ernest Hemingway to cover war, Nathan Cohen to cover the arts, Peter C. Newman to cover politics, Milt Dunnell to cover sports, Michelle Landsberg to cover social justice and Gordon Sinclair and Duncan Macpherson to cover everyday life. It’s fair to say those days of greatness are over and we will never see their like again. The owner of the newspaper they wrote for wants to abandon 131 years of proud independence and latch his destiny to a right-wing newspaper empire that has never made money and has probably fired more journalists than any owner in Canadian history. There is much we do not know about the merger negotiations announced this week between Nordstar Capital, which owns the Star, and Postmedia Canada Corp., which owns just about every other big-city daily in the country including the right-wing National Post. All we know for sure is the reason for it. Both sides agree that the Canadian newspaper industry is “at extreme risk” and facing “existential debt.” [...]

Tagging: @politicsofcanada, @vague-humanoid

#cdnpoli #journalism #neoliberalism #capitalism

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wenclairfamily · 2 years ago

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"A Wednesday Addams Christmas Carol" - Fanfiction Story (For Wenclair Fans!)

A story set twenty years in the future...

Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair. They were a duo that shouldn't have worked... but they did... and somehow their relationship resulted in marriage. Now, Wednesday and Enid work at their old school: Nevermore Academy as teachers, raising up an entire new generation; including their own twin seventeen year old daughters: Harmony and Ana. Harmony, who carries both of her mother's special abilities, continues to grow and explore the world with her girlfriend Megan. Ana meanwhile... is a different story...

One morning on Christmas Eve: a fresh layer of snow was laying everywhere, while the sound of Christmas carolers could be heard from a faraway distance. Harmony and Ana Addams were walking through the park together wearing winter clothes, as they were looking around at the scenery. Harmony had a small smile on her face as she said, "Wow. The town has never looked this beautiful around Christmas before. I wish Megan was here to see it." As Ana also took in the scenery, she said, "Yeah, but I think it's nice she decided to spend her Christmas with her extended family this year. It means we get one more Christmas with just the two of us and mom together before you get married." Harmony suddenly had an overwhelmed look on her face as she said, "Wow. You're right. It's also dawned on me... me and Megan need to start making some plan on what our wedding will look like." Ana smirked as she said, "Well if you want, I can officiate the wedding." A confused looking Harmony then said, "What!? Since when can you do that?" Ana continued to walk as she casually said, "Since I became an honorary priest in the catholic church. The Pope owed me a favor after I saved him from some Australian Polar Bears that were trying to swap brains with him." Harmony looked very confused for a moment... but then casually said, "Of course you did. So anyway, where's that cat of yours Ana?" As Ana turned her head in multiple directions, she said, "Yeah, I've been keeping my eye out for him, and... Wait. Hold on."

Ana then moved towards a tree where she heard meowing noises. Harmony followed, and eventually the two sisters saw behind a tree were Ana's cat and a white female cat making lovely meowing sounds at each other while they gently rubbed their heads against one another. A smiling Harmony put her hands together as she said, "Aww. How cute!" However Ana looked nervous as she said, "Oh no. Tell me that isn't the cat that belongs to..." Then Ana heard a male teenage voice yell, "Princess Snuggles!" Ana turned her head with a disgusted face, and saw a teenage boy walking towards the scene. Ana glared forward as she said, "Duncan." The teenage boy Duncan immediately saw what the two cats were doing, and quickly yelled, "Princess Snuggles, get away from that cat. He is the enemy!" Ana meanwhile took a big deep breath, and then looked straight at Duncan as she said, "Look Duncan. We may not like each other, but our two cats obviously do. So in the spirit of Christmas, lets try to make a little peace on Earth and try to get along for the sake of the love between our pets that we so love. What do you say?"

Duncan stood silent... for two seconds, before he angerly yelled, "No! You're a freak, and so is your cat!" Ana rolled her eyes and said, "So we're gonna do this the hard away." Then Ana immediately took out a taser and shoved it into Duncan's chest shocking him very hard. Duncan then fell to the ground hurt, as Ana casually said, "Okay Stormageddon the Conqueror. Lets find a nice fancy restaurant for you and Princess Snuggles to dine at." Then suddenly the sound of an explosion nearby was heard. A concerned Harmony then asked, "What was that?" Ana grinned as she said, "I don't know... but lets find out. Stormageddon the Conqueror, enjoy your date with Princess Snuggles. There's a great cat-friendly Italian place nearby you should try. We'll pick you up around six." Harmony and Ana then began to run towards the sound of the explosion as Harmony said, "It's a good thing mom and mother told us to take a long walk from the house and get some exercise today. Otherwise we might have not heard that explosion." Ana rolled her eyes as she said, "Oh, I'm pretty sure mother and mom didn't want us to take a long walk because they were concerned about our needs."

In the family home, Wednesday used her hands to pin Enid's shoulders to the wall of the bathroom. A smiling but slightly nervous Enid said, "Wednesday, what if the girls come home while we're in the middle of..." Wednesday then suddenly covered Enid's mouth with one hand as she said, "Silence. I sent them on a long walk. We'll have time." Wednesday then quickly pulled off her black dress as she kept a straight face, while Enid had great excitement on her face as she pulled off her own clothes. Wednesday then pulled off her underwear, and began to turn on the nearby shower. Meanwhile as Enid pulled off her underwear, she began to look confused as she said, "But why are we doing this around 11am? You usually prefer to have sex either early in the morning to help stimulate your senses, or late in the day to help relieve your stress levels. Getting hot and horny right before noon isn't normal for you." A now completely naked Wednesday turned to look at Enid as she said, "Enid, your questions shall only hinder this sexual encounter." Then Wednesday suddenly put on a pair of fake cat ears as she kept a very straight face while saying, "Now be a good puppy and obey your feline master." Enid's eyes suddenly lit up as he said, "My God, what is it about those cat ears that turns me on..."

Harmony and Ana were running through the woods, as Harmony yelled, "Hey. I think I see smoke. I think something crashed." A curious Ana then yelled, "I think we initially misjudged where it landed. It seems to be actually pretty close to our house." Then Harmony and Ana ran towards a smokey crater that wasn't too far from their home. Then as Harmony and Ana got close, the smoke began to disappear. Then within just a moment, Harmony and Ana realized at the center of the crater was a large red sled attached to several reindeer. Then the two teenage girls realized that sitting in the sled was a large bearded man in a red suit. A very confused and freaked out looking Ana then said, "Santa Clause?" An equally confused and freaked out Harmony then said, "What is going on here... and why did this happen so close to our house?"

Inside of the shower, Wednesday was in the middle of kissing Enid. Enid was very much enjoying herself as she said, "Mmm. Yes Wednesday. Yes, this is amazing. Although... do you smell smoke from outside? Also, did I hear a crashing sound a few minutes ago?" A nervous looking Wednesday then quickly got on her knees and brought her face to between Enid's legs. Out of instinct, Enid immediately said, "Ohhh! Yes Wednesday!"

Harmony and Ana walked carefully towards the red sled where Santa Clause was getting his bearings. Harmony then stood unsure of what to do as she said, "Hello. Who are you?" Santa smirked as he said, "Well who do you think I am? I'm Santa Clause. I was just about to begin delivering my presents to all the girls and boys around the world before my sled got brought down." A very confused Ana then stepped forward as she said, "Hold on. This doesn't make any sense. Santa Clause isn't real." Santa chuckled a bit, and then said, "Well where do you think children all over the world get their presents every year?" Harmony had a practical tone to her voice as she said, "From all the parents of the world."

Santa laughed for a moment, and then said, "You two actually believe that parents every year decide to give their kids more presents, after already losing tons of money on birthdays!? That's ridiculous! Besides, you think your mother: Wednesday Addams would have allowed you girls to receive all those colorful toys you received growing up? Not a chance! Besides, that goth gal has had it out for me for years. I've always had to be real careful delivering gifts to this house the night before Christmas every year. Now then, I wonder why I crashed so suddenly?" A look of clarity went across Harmony's face as she said, "Hold on. Our mother for years has had it out for you? I don't think your crash here was accidental."

In the bathroom, both Wednesday and Enid were now sitting up on the shower floor as a happy Enid said, "Mmm. That was amazing Wednesday." Wednesday then looked at a nearby clock in the bathroom as she said, "Indeed. Especially since the task is now done." Enid suddenly sat up straight as she glared at Wednesday while saying, "What task?" Wednesday suddenly looked a bit nervous as she said, "I mean... the task which was our sexual intercourse." Enid continued to glare at Wednesday while saying, "Oh no Wednesday Addams. You never refer to sex as merely a task. You were up to something just now. But since we were busy going at it in the shower, it had to be something you already laid out... and didn't want me to know!" Enid then quickly got up and began to put her clothes back on. Wednesday then quickly got up and began to put her own clothes back on as well. Enid then rushed over to the nearest window as she said, "Hold on! Is that Santa Clause outside our house!?"

Outside the house: Harmony and Ana were helping Santa Clause repair his sled. Ana smiled as she said, "Okay Santa. I updated your GPS, and gave all your reindeer some amazing protein shakes. You're all good to go." Then suddenly Wednesday came running out of the house holding a sword forward as she yelled with an enraged face: "Your reign of jolly ends now Saint Nick!" Enid suddenly ran out of the house and held Wednesday back as she loudly said, "Whoa! What the heck is going on!?" Santa rolled his eyes as he said, "Let me guess. You are the one that sent that missile up to make me crash." A confused Harmony then said, "Wait mother. You know Santa Clause?"

As Wednesday struggled to get free from Enid, she bitterly said, "Only by reputation. Santa Clause is one of the oldest outcasts in the world that ever attended Nevermore Academy. He had unique psychic abilities that allowed him to manipulate time and space to move across great distances within short periods, such as the entire Earth on Christmas Eve. However, rather than use his special abilities for something more productive, he's instead used his powers to perpetuate happiness around the holiday season. But after years of trying to stop his reign of good tidings to all, his time ends now!" Then Wednesday quickly broke free from Enid, and ran at Santa Clause with her sword out. However the magical reindeer quickly flew into the sky, and pulled Santa and his sled up with them. Santa laughed as he said, "Better luck next year Mrs Addams!" Once Santa and his sled were out of sight: Wednesday simply stood in front of the house, glaring up at the sky as she clenched her fists.

A short time later, Wednesday and Enid were sitting next to each other on the couch in their living room. Wednesday sat with anger on her face. Enid meanwhile starred at Wednesday with shock and disappointment as she said, "You tried to kill Santa with a missile, and tried to distract me with sex so I wouldn't stop you!? Wednesday, do you realize how this must make me feel!?" Wednesday kept a straight face as she said, "Terrible... because I wasn't able to get the job done." Enid gave a frustrating moaning noise as she covered her face for a moment. Then Enid turned to look at Wednesday as she said, "Wednesday, every year you always try to ruin Christmas for everyone! You try to convince all the volunteers from the Salvation Army outside the grocery store that their work has inconsequential impact on improving society, you're the only person in existence that's protested against the Angel Tree project because you believe none of their funding should be spent on toys due to their short span of use in a child's life, you regularly try to dump hot oil on any Christmas carolers that come to our door..." Wednesday interrupted Enid as she said, "They had it coming, considering they chose not to need heed the warning signs I put up around our property that explained quite clearly that trespassers and solicitors will be punished."

Enid grunted in frustration for a second, but then said, "The point is - you keep trying to ruin Christmas every year for all of us, and it's gone too far now. Look... I understood when I married you that we weren't going to have the kind of family I had while growing up. I understood we couldn't have a garden in the front of the house with flowers. I understood that you would train our children in the basics of assassination. I understood that Valentine's Day would forever involve corpses for some reason. But I don't get why we can never simply celebrate Christmas in this house. You've never even let me bring a dead tree in here for the holiday!" Wednesday kept a straight face as she said, "All Christmas trees are technically dead as soon as they're chopped down." Enid looked more angry as she said, "That's not the point! You never let me make Christmas cookies for the family, you never let me send out Christmas cards to the relatives, you never let me play Christmas music on the radio..." Wednesday interrupted Enid as she bitterly said, "If Mariah Carey still hasn't gotten the individual she wishes for every Christmas through song, then perhaps she should try a different tactic."

Enid tried to remain calm as she said, "Wednesday... you never even let our girls watch Christmas movies growing up." Wednesday kept a straight face as she said, "If you forgot, I did allow Harmony and Ana to watch one festive movie when they were five years old." Enid's eyes got wide with frustration as she said, "You showed them How the Grinch Stole Christmas, but then stopped the movie after the Grinch stole all the presents, telling our girls that was the movie's happy ending!" Wednesday kept a calm face as she said, "As I recall, doing that was a compromise I made with you. In addition, I still have accepted our long standing compromise that you and the girls shall exchange gifts and enjoy them on the morning of every December 25th."

Enid gave a sad sigh, and then said, "But you're never there with us opening presents Wednesday. You always spend every Christmas morning off doing whatever it is you do alone. Christmas is supposed to be about family!" Wednesday then glared at Enid once more as she said, "On the contrary, I thought Christmas was about celebrating the birth of an individual that was created to become a sacrifice due the declining quality of humanity." Enid looked a little more frustrated again, as she said, "But it's much more than that Wednesday. Look... instead of trying to destroy the holiday this year, you should really try embracing the Christmas spirit for once, and experience everything fun the season has to offer." Wednesday then glared at Enid while saying, "What? And turn our home into something akin of a cliche TV Christmas special?" Enid suddenly had an excited look in her eyes as she said, "Actually... that sounds like a lot of fun..."

Enid's Imagination...

On a large TV studio that was made to look like a living room, an announcer was heard saying to a large studio audience: "It's the Wenclair Family Christmas Special! Starring Enid and Wednesday Addams, along with their daughters: Harmony Addams, and Ana Addams. Also featuring special appearances by our planet's new warlord: Stormageddon the Conqueror. Plus, special warm family friendly Christmas songs that will be performed by KISS, the Sex Pistols, and world famous signer: John Lennon - who we brought back from the dead thanks to tonight's sponsor... the demons of hell! Plus, one super special surprise guest will be showing up at an unexpected moment, so don't touch that dial! And now here are your hosts... Enid and Wednesday!"

A smiling Enid then walked onto the TV set wearing a long white dress, while a grumpy looking Wednesday also walked onto the set wearing a long black dress. As Enid happily looked at the camera, she said, "Hello everyone. Welcome to our wonderful home! My name is Enid, and this is my wonderful wife: Wednesday! Say hello to the people at home Wednesday!" Wednesday then glared at one of the cameras as she said, "You all live meaningless lives if you can only have an ideal Christmas through vicariously experiencing it through this hollow performance." The studio audience then laughed very loudly.

A smiling Enid meanwhile continued to look at the camera as she said, "Well tonight we plan to have lots of guests come over, but I'm worried they won't make it due to all the unexpected snow that's coming down outside." Wednesday meanwhile continued to keep a straight face while saying, "A natural side effect of global warming, which our countries' leaders still seem to ignore." Then studio audience then immediately laughed loudly again. Enid meanwhile kept a happy face as she said, "Well I'm so excited to see what presents I'll get for Christmas this year. What are you hoping for Wednesday?" Wednesday gave a deadly glare at the camera as she said, "A guillotine... that I plan to use on whoever came up with the idea for this special." Then a grinning Enid said, "Well, me... I want... a hula-hoop!" The studio audience then happily laughed again.

Then suddenly Harmony and Ana appeared walking down a set of stairs, while Harmony said, "Good evening everyone!" The crowd then applauded and cheered loudly as Harmony and Ana came to the center of the stage. Enid then walked over to the girls as she said, "Hold on Harmony. You put your dress on backwards. Were you having 'intimate relations' with your girlfriend Megan just a minute ago, and put your clothes accidentally on backwards when you rushed down knowing the show was about to start?" Harmony gave a goofy smile as she said, "Maybe..." The studio audience laughed, as a grinning Enid said, "Holy guacamole Harmony. You sure are a handful. And Ana, I heard the state of Wyoming just got turned into jello. Did you cause that with another one of your wacky experiments?" Ana then also gave a goofy smile as she said, "Maybe..." The studio audience laughed once more, as a grinning Enid said, "Holy guacamole Ana. You sure are a handful." Meanwhile Wednesday looked angry as she said, "There is certainly nothing 'holy' about this experience."

Suddenly the doorbell rang, and an excited Enid said, "Oh my gosh everyone. That must be our super special surprise guest. Lets see who we're going to greet at the door." Enid opened the door, and then suddenly walking into the house was... Chewbacca as the classic Star Wars theme song played on speakers around him. Chewbacca then made many loud noises, as subtitles appeared below him saying: "It's not Christmas without Chewbacca!" The entire studio audience immediately cheered and clapped very loudly. A very happy Enid hugged Chewbacca as she said, "Chewy, it's great to see you. What would you like to do with us tonight?" Chewbacca then made several loud noises. Then a super excited Enid said, "You want us to go visit your family on your home planet and celebrate Life Day with them? Okay! That sounds like a perfect way to enjoy the holidays!"

Enid looked up with happy starry eyes, as an angry looking Wednesday said, "Enid, that's the most ridiculous fantasy that's ever been conjured in the history of existence." A smiling Enid then turned to look at Wednesday as she said, "But that's the thing Wednesday. Christmas is a time where you get to do silly ridiculous things that are reminiscent of childhood. It's a season to think about happy memories and embrace good times. I mean your parents told me that you actually did celebrate Christmas in your home when you were young, and loved getting gifts from Santa. You should recreate some of your favorite childhood memories with our girls before it's too late." Wednesday then stood up and angerly said, "It is a waste of time to re-create a childhood that can never be lived again. It is better to dwell on preparing for a future that is inevitable, versus dealing with the guaranteed failure of reconstructing the past." Then Wednesday quickly walked out of the room, while Enid sat with a worried look on her face.

An hour later: Enid, Harmony, and Ana were sitting in the kitchen eating Christmas tree shaped cookies (while Ana's cat also sat on the table eating Christmas tree shaped cat food). A smiling Ana then said, "Mmm. Mom, you make the best Christmas cookies!" A panicked looking Enid then said, "Shh! I told you... this tradition of us eating cookies on Christmas Eve is supposed to be a secret. Your mother cannot know!" A curious Harmony then said, "Mom, what's the deal with mother always trying to be so anti-Christmas? It's like she wishes the holiday didn't exist." Enid sighed, and then said, "I've been married to that woman for over seventeen years, and there are still some things I don't understand about her. I mean... your mother has certainly evolved and become much more accepting of things she never would have tolerated back when we first met. However when it comes to Christmas... she's always been a real Scrooge."

Then Ana's cat lifted it's head with a profound look on his face, and then said "Rowr." Then a wide eyed and excited Ana said, "That's a brilliant idea Stormageddon the Conqueror! We gotta Scrooge mother!" A very confused looking Enid then said, "Excuse me?" An eager looking Ana then stood up as she said, "A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. We all know the story. It's famous because of how Scrooge's experiences with seeing his past, present, and future changed his outlook on Christmas. So we just gotta re-create that experience with mother, and then her outlook on Christmas will change." A skeptical looking Harmony then said, "Yeah... but how are we gonna pull that off?" Then Ana got out her phone as she said, "Don't worry. I know a guy in the Seance Society that owes me a favor."

That evening, Enid was walking with Wednesday down to the basement of the home. A confused looking Wednesday then said, "I am confused as to why we going down to my private area of the house together." Then Wednesday eventually saw Harmony, Ana, and Ana's cat were sitting around a large circle on the floor that had strange carvings and candles inside of it. Wednesday glared at everyone as she said, "If you are trying to force the deceased to appear before you, don't bother. I've been trying to pull that off for years and have consistently failed." Then a smiling Enid held Wednesday's hand as she said, "Oh, we're not trying to call upon the spirits of the dearly departed Wednesday. We're trying to call upon the spirits that always have been amongst the Earth, such as... the spirits of Christmas!" A wide eyed and horrified Wednesday then said, "No! You don't mean..."

Then an excited Harmony said, "Come on mother. You've always wanted me to get more in touch with my psychic abilities. So tonight I am through a special book Ana's friend gave us." Wednesday then began to walk away as she said, "No. I refuse to be a pawn in your twisted scheme." Then a grinning Ana said, "Fine. But if this whole conjuring of spirits goes wrong, it would really stink to not have an expert on these matters around to fix everything. I mean the last thing we'd want is the spirits of Christmas to accidentally get trapped in our home for all eternity." Wednesday paused for a moment... took a deep breath... and then sat down in a chair with an angry look on her face while saying, "I longed for the day my children would be as manipulative as me... but I did not foresee it would be for such horrific goals."

Harmony smiled as she held out a book over the strange circle on the floor. Harmony then focused her mind as she said, "I, Harmony Addams, member of the Addams Family clan, descendant of Goody Addams, call upon the spirits of Christmas past, present, and future to show themselves to us tonight. I now recite the ancient chant to bring forth these spirits. Venite ad nos magni spiritus Natalis Domini. Tuam sapientiam reverenter petimus. Vosmetipsos ostendite! Appare! Appare! Fa la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!" Then suddenly a blue mist began to spin around the room. A curious Enid then said, "What's going on?" Suddenly Harmony's body began to glow as a blue energy came out of the floor and into her body. Then the mist disappeared. A worried Enid then walked towards Harmony as she said, "Harmony... are you okay?"

Harmony then turned to look at everyone with a big smile as she said, "Yes. Harmony. I am her... and yet I am not her." A confused Ana then said, "Wait. What's going on?" Harmony grinned as she said, "I'm the spirit of Christmas past. I have temporarily possessed the body of this girl. I have all her memories and personality... but also my own. Do not worry though. When I am done here, I will leave Harmony's body, and then the spirits of Christmas present and future will temporarily possess two other bodies." An excited Enid then said, "Okay. So... Spirit of Christmas Past... we're trying to help my wife Wednesday here see Christmas throughout the span of her existence. Think you and the other spirits could help us?" A smiling Harmony then said, "Ah, yes. Harmony has many memories of how her mother feels towards this season. Hmm. Well... yes! Me and my fellow spirits will indeed help your entire family see things more clearly tonight. Now, first things first... I shall show you events from long ago that you all would benefit to see." Then Harmony waved her arms around, and suddenly everyone in the room disappeared.

Wednesday, Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Ana's cat all suddenly appeared in the old Addams Family home. An excited Enid then said, "Wow Wednesday. We're in your childhood home!" A smiling Harmony then said, "Yes. Nearly thirty years ago. Don't worry though. We haven't traveled through time. We're simply witnessing the past as unseen observers. Now behold..." Then everyone saw in the living room of the old Addams Family home: Gomez, Morticia, Fester, young Pugsley, and young Wednesday were sitting around a Christmas tree. The tree has no green pines, but still had many decorations on it, along with many presents surrounding it. An excited young Pugsley then held up some bows and arrows as he said, "Wow! My own archery set! I can't wait to use this!" Then Fester happily said, "How about we go outside and you can practice hitting apples off the top of my head?" An excited young Pugsley then said, "Wow. Can I father?" A happy Gomez then said, "Of course Pugsley. But be careful. If you hit Uncle Fester by accident, that will ruin the arrow." Then as Pugsley and Fester left the room, an excited young Wednesday then jumped up as she said, "Mother! Father! Look! Santa gave me a new Marie Antoinette doll, and a new guillotine that cuts heads much faster! I can't wait till I see how quick I can chop this dolls' head off!" Meanwhile as Enid watched, she held Wednesday's hand while saying, "Look Wednesday! Little you is so happy on Christmas! See how much joy this holiday used to give you." Wednesday however had an angry look on her face... but also looked ashamed as she said, "We all have a past."

Then everyone turned their heads, as they saw the door to the home open. Then suddenly Wednesday's grandmother appeared walking into the home carrying a bag as she said, "Merry Christmas everyone!" Then a smiling young Wednesday ran towards her grandmother as she yelled, "Grandma!" Then young Wednesday hugged her grandmother tightly. Wednesday's grandmother made a warm smile as she said, "How are you doing my favorite grand-child?" A smiling young Wednesday then said, "I'm okay. But grandma, why do you say I'm your favorite grand-child? Mother and father say you love me and Pugsley equally." Wednesday's grandmother chuckled as she said, "Aw, come on. We all know that's a bunch of phony baloney. Every parent and grandparent has a favorite. Just be grateful it's you. So anyway, let me see that mouth of yours. How's it looking?" A smiling young Wednesday pointed to her mouth as she said, "I've lost three baby teeth in the last four weeks. See the holes in my mouth!" Wednesday's grandmother looked amazed as she said, "Wow Wednesday! You look uglier than ever before! I'm so proud to call you my grand-daughter. Anyway, it looks like Santa accidentally left a present for you in my room. So here's your extra Christmas gift." Then Wednesday's grandmother took out of her bag: an old record player. Young Wednesday's eyes lit up as she said, "Wow! It looks so old and gloomy! Can I play a song and dance to it?" Wednesday's grandmother chuckled as she said, "Sure. But you'll need a dance partner. Not me. I'm too old."

Then Lurch suddenly walked into the room as he said, "Uuuuuuuuh." Then an excited young Wednesday immediately jumped up and said, "Hey Lurch! Dance with me!" Then young Wednesday immediately started playing a dance song on the record player. Young Wednesday then walked over to Lurch as she said, "This is the latest. It's called the droop." Then young Wednesday started shaking her legs while waving her arms back and forth. Lurch stood looking uncertain of what to do, while Morticia (who had been watching everything) said, "Come now Lurch. I know there's that zombie girl living down the street that you've been wanting to impress. I'm sure if you learned a few dance moves, you'd give her one more reason to not return to the grave." Then a young Wednesday happily said, "Yeah. I think that zombie girl down the street is a swinger." Lurch looked confused as he said, "Swinger?" As young Wednesday continued to dance, she said, "You don't want her to think you're square do ya?" Lurch then quickly turned his head. Then an excited young Wednesday said, "Then if you learn how to dance well, she'll think you're boss." Lurch looked confused again as he said, "Boss?" A happy young Wednesday continued to dance as she said, "Neat. Groovy. Come on. Try it." Then Lurch began to attempt to copy little Wednesday's dance moves.

Meanwhile: Wednesday, Enid, Harmony, and Ana had been watching the entire scene. Everyone tried to keep a straight face... but then suddenly Enid, Harmony, and Ana's mouths burst open as they began to laugh hysterically. As tears came out of her eyes, Ana said, "Really mother? Swinger? Neat? Groovy? What century did you grow up in?" As Enid chuckled, she said, "Be nice Ana. I mean... you don't want your mother to think you're square do ya?" Then Enid fell down laughing more. Meanwhile Ana's cat ran over to the scene of young Wednesday and Lurch dancing, and then began to dance with his little paws beside them. Then Enid and Ana joined in as they began to mimic young Wednesday's dance moves. Meanwhile Wednesday glared at the scene for a moment... and then glanced at Harmony as she said, "Be honest with me. You're really the spirit of Christmas Torture, aren't you?"

Meanwhile little Wednesday ran over to her grandmother as she said, "Thank you for the record player grandma!" Then Wednesday's grandmother grinned as she said, "Oh, but there's more. I also got one more surprise gift. How would you like your very own, straight from the Tennessee prison system, electric chair!" Then Wednesday's grandmother pulled a curtain nearby, and showed hiding behind the curtain was an old rusty electric chair. A super happy Wednesday jumped up and down as she yelled, "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! My own electric chair!" Then young Wednesday immediately hugged her grandmother as she said, "Thank you so much! I love you grandma!" Wednesday's grandmother smiled while hugging Wednesday as she said, "I love you too Wednesday. So... how about we find your brother and test this on him." A young Wednesday grinned as she said, "Neat."

Meanwhile: Wednesday, Enid, Harmony, and Ana were still watching. As Enid put a hand on Wednesday's shoulder, she said, "Just look how happy Christmas used to make you Wednesday. Doesn't this change how feel about it now?" Wednesday then crossed her arms, and glared at Enid while saying, "No." Then Harmony smiled as she said, "Well, there's still more to see... but not with me. The rest of your journey will be led by my fellow spirits. Now... we depart." Then a blue mist began to surround the group, and suddenly they disappeared.

In a blue flash: Wednesday, Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Ana's cat all appeared in the basement of their home again. As Wednesday looked around, she sat back down in a chair while saying, "Well this is at least some improvement." Ana then walked towards Harmony as she said, "Harmony... are you back to normal?" Harmony nodded her head as she said, "Yeah. The spirit of Christmas past has left my body. But... where is the spirit of Christmas present?" Then Ana looked puzzled as she said, "Well it's not with me... and it's not with mother. So that means..." Then everyone turned their heads and looked at a grinning Enid... who then waved her hands and said, "What's up party people! I'm the spirit of Christmas present... with a big dash of Enid as well! So... who wants some gifts?" Then Enid snapped her fingers, and suddenly several wrapped gifts magically appeared in the room. A confused Harmony then said, "What's up with these?" Enid raised one eyebrow as she said, "Well I am the spirit of Christmas Present. It's a pun. Get it? Come on everyone. Check out what's inside."

Harmony then opened one gift as she said, "Let see what's in here. Hey! There are a few Christmas movie DVD's in here." Then Ana opened another gift as she said, "Yeah, along with some old Christmas music CD's. Hold on. These are copies of songs and movies we listen to and watch every Christmas when mother is gone from the house all day." Then Enid glanced at Wednesday as she said, "Come on Wednesday. Time for everyone to see what's inside your present." Then Wednesday reluctantly walked over and opened one gift before her... only for everyone to see nothing inside. A confused looking Ana then said, "I don't get it. Why is mother's present empty?" Then a bitter looking Wednesday said, "Because this is all Christmas means to me now... nothing."

Then Wednesday tore up the empty box, and threw it to the ground. Suddenly all of reality around the women came apart, and everyone saw themselves now standing in a black void. A nervous Harmony then asked, "Where are we now?" Enid kept calm as she said, "You're looking into a manifestation of what Wednesday's soul is always like on Christmas. A black void that contains nothing." Then a confused Ana asked, "But why?" A confused looking Harmony then said, "It doesn't have to be this way. Mother, before this black void appeared - you saw all the fun stuff that is always part of Christmas for the rest of the family. Don't you want to be part of that? Christmas doesn't have to be full of emptiness." Then Wednesday glared at everyone as she said, "All of you make those frivolous things part of your Christmas. But not I! End this display now spirit!" Enid sighed for a moment, and then said, "As you wish." Then a blue mist began to surround the group, and suddenly they disappeared.

In a blue flash: Wednesday, Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Ana's cat all appeared in the basement of their home again. As Enid looked around she said, "Whoa. Okay, that was weird. But I'm me again. So now I guess we're about to be visited by the spirit of Christmas Future." Wednesday rolled her eyes as she said, "This will only be remotely enjoyable if he actually chooses to show up in his traditional grim form." Then as Ana looked around she said, "Well I still feel like myself." Then a confused looking Harmony said, "Yeah. And I'm definitely still me too. But if the spirit of Christmas Future didn't possess mother, mom, me, or Ana... who did he possess?" Then suddenly the four women heard a raspy male voice say, "Well it's about time I finally get to voice my feelings to all of you doll faces." Ana suddenly had a very surprised look on her face as she said, "No way!" Then everyone turned their heads and saw Ana's cat sitting on top of a table smirking as he said, "How do you do ladies? I'm the Spirit of Christmas Future, with a mix of your feline friend's personality and memories. And by the way, the part of me that is your cool cat has so many things he's wanted to say to the lot of you dames for ages."

A super excited Ana then exclaimed, "Stormageddon the Conqueror! This is the coolest thing ever! I can't believe my best friend is now finally talking to me. This is unreal." Ana's cat smiled as he said, "Well, hey. I'm not crazy about reality, but it's still the only place to get a decent meal. But thanks for letting me know I'm your best friend Ana. I mean outside of a cat, a book is a girls' best friend. Inside of a cat though, it's too dark to read." Then a confused looking Enid asked, "What's with the way you're talking? You sound like you're from a black and white movie, or some old comic strip." Then Ana's cat raised one eyebrow as he said, "Hey. If you want to see a comic strip, you should see me in the shower." Then a curious Harmony asked, "So since you can talk now... can you tell us the full details on where you as a cat originally came from?" Ana's cat then held up one paw as he said, "Hey. The part of me that is the Spirit of Christmas Future isn't allowed to tell you anything about your cat's past. Only what he's feeling in the here and now. Those are my principles; and if you don't like them... well I have others."

Then Enid cleared her throat for a second, and then said, "Well... the part of you that is the Spirit of Christmas Future... can you show my wife her future now?" Ana's cat then glanced at Wednesday as he said, "Yes. Your gloomy loving wife. Ah, marriage is a wonderful institution... but who wants to live in an institution?" Then Wednesday rolled her eyes as she said, "This prolonged torture is sickening me." Then Ana's cat jumped over to Wednesday as he said, "Well if you're not feeling well, maybe we need a doctor. Quick! Ring the nearest golf course!" Then Wednesday angerly glared at Ana's cat as she loudly said, "Can we have this ridiculous experience expedited!?" Ana's cat then smiled as he said, "Hey! You just said the secret word! Now it's time to show all you ladies a glimpse into a possible future!" Then suddenly a blue mist surrounded everyone, and they immediately disappeared.

In a flash: Wednesday, Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Ana's cat appeared in a dark field. A concerned looking Harmony then asked, "Where are we?" Ana's cat then casually said, "The future, doll faces. Now, why don't you dames look at what's before you." Then Enid suddenly saw a dark cemetery in front of her as she said, "The cemetery!? NO!" Then Ana's cat quickly said, "Whoa! No, no! Not over there. Over there to your right." Then everyone turned their heads to the right and saw a retirement home. Enid breathed a huge sigh of relief as she said, "Ohhh. A retirement home. That makes more sense." Meanwhile Ana looked confused as she asked, "Who puts a cemetery right next to a retirement home?" Then a curious Harmony walked forward as she said, "Hold on. Everyone... is that who I think it is in that window over there?" The four women then walked over to a window close to them, and then saw sitting in a small retirement home apartment was a very old Wednesday reading a book all alone. Enid breathed a sigh of relief as she said, "Oh good. I'm so glad to see Wednesday is still alive in the future." Ana's cat then jumped on the window sill as he said, "Hey. No person goes before their time... unless the boss leaves early."

Then inside the retirement home apartment unit, three female teenage volunteers walked into the room. One of the female teens then said, "Good evening Mrs Addams. We're volunteers with the local high school. We've come to bring you some special Christmas gifts. We made them for all the residents here." Old Wednesday rolled her eyes as she said, "Christmas presents, again? You do know I could report you all for elderly abuse." Meanwhile as Enid watched through the window, she said, "Wait. I'm not here with Wednesday, but some random teenage volunteers are? What's up with that?" Then Ana's cat grinned as he said, "I don't know, but all I can say about those young ladies over there is they remind me of some girls in bikinis I saw at the beach last summer. I even took pictures of them, only to realize they weren't well developed. But hopefully when I see them again next year, puberty will take care of that." Ana looked very surprised as she said, "Stormageddon the Conqueror! How can you talk about teenage girls like that!?" Ana's cat grinned as he said, "Hey. You're only as young as the woman you feel. Wait. Those teenage girls are leaving! Hey ladies! Come back! Let me know when those outfits get too heavy for you! Rowr!"

Ana's cat then ran off, while inside the retirement home unit - an old Enid walked into the room. Old Enid then looked at old Wednesday as she said, "Hey Wednesday. I'm about to go see the girls and the grand-kids. You sure you don't want to come to the big family Christmas party?" Old Wednesday glared at old Enid as she said, "I told you. I will never participate in any ridiculous Christmas parties. I have better things to do on this day anyway." Old Enid then looked very angry as she said, "Wednesday, I've tried for decades now, but... I just don't get why you won't ever do any Christmas activities with me and the rest of our family. I guess I won't be seeing you again until New Years." Old Enid then stormed out of the apartment unit.

Meanwhile: Wednesday, Enid, Harmony, and Ana had watched the entire scene. Enid then turned to look at Wednesday as she said, "Now do you see where your choices will lead you Wednesday? You'll forever be alone on Christmas not doing the things the rest of your family likes to do. How does that make you feel?" Wednesday then crossed her arms, and kept a completely straight face as she said, "Like I won." Enid then groaned in frustration as she turned her head away. Ana's cat then walked back over to the group as he said, "Well, I lost track of those ladies. But it's okay. I still got Princess Snuggles in the present, so I'll take that." Then a worried Harmony looked at Ana's cat as she said, "Spirit of Christmas Future, I don't think this journey turned out right. My mother hasn't experienced a change of heart when it comes to Christmas."

Ana's cat made a little smile as he said, "Eh, a change of heart won't do her any good. She'll still have the same face. But I've shown all you dames what you were meant to see tonight. So it's time to go home." Ana then got on her knees to look at her cat as she said, "Okay. Well... I guess I'm never gonna really hear you speak again then." Ana's cat looked down for a moment, and then looked right at Ana as he said, "Ana... listen... the part of me that's your cat just wants you to know..." Ana then held a hand up while smiling as she said, "Stormageddon the Conqueror... you don't have to say anything." Ana's cat paused for a moment... and then made a little smile as he said, "I never did." Then a blue mist surrounded everyone, and then suddenly they disappeared.

The next day (in the present): Enid, Harmony, and Ana were sitting in the living room wearing Christmas themed pajamas as they were surrounded by wrapped presents. A smiling Enid then said, "Okay. We already called the relatives on the phone, Ana's cat is off on a little Christmas date with his lady cat friend, and we've already eaten breakfast. So... who now wants to open gifts first?" Suddenly Wednesday came down the stairs wearing a black coat. Wednesday paused as she looked at the rest of her family surrounded by gifts. The rest of the family looked back at Wednesday for a moment. Then after the moment passed... Wednesday turned her back to everyone and left out the front door. Enid sighed, and then said, "I still can't believe that after everything we went through, Wednesday didn't learn anything."

Everyone sat quiet for another moment... until Harmony suddenly broke the silence as she said, "Wait a minute. The spirits we saw last night said they would help the entire family see things more clearly. What if... we were supposed to learn something last night?" Then Ana began to ponder as she said, "Yeah. I mean... when we saw mother in the future, she was all alone... just like she is now every year." Harmony nodded her head as she said, "Yeah. Every year mother just leaves the house all alone while we celebrate Christmas... but we never go where she goes. Does anyone know what mother does while alone every Christmas?" Suddenly a look of clarity went across Enid's face as she said, "Wait. I... I think I know..."

As the cold wind blew threw the air, Wednesday Addams sat alone in a cemetery. Wednesday then starred at a tombstone in front of her, which had words engraved into it which said: "RIP - Esmeralda Eudora Addams. Mother to Gomez and Fester. Grandmother to Pugsley and Wednesday." Wednesday then put several dead flowers in front of the grave as she softly said, "Merry Christmas Grandma. I... I wish you were still here with me." Then suddenly Wednesday heard Enid's voice yell, "Wednesday!" Wednesday turned her head and saw Enid, Harmony, and Ana walking towards her. As the three women approached Wednesday, a surprised Harmony said, "Wait a minute. That's Great-Grandma Addams' grave. Also... look at the dates listed there." Then an astonished Ana said, "Wait. The day she died was... December 25th?"

Enid sat down next to Wednesday as she said, "Wednesday... why didn't you tell us?" A few tears slowly began to appear in Wednesday's eyes as she said, "Because... for many, Christmas is a day of joy and happy childhood memories. But for me... all it reminds me of is... is..." Then suddenly Wednesday broke down and burst into tears as she began to sob. Enid immediately held Wednesday close as she said, "It's okay Wednesday. We're here for you. Any time you want to be here... we'll stay with you here as long as you want." Harmony and Ana then got on the ground and put their arms around their two mothers as well. The family of four then held each other close as the chilly Christmas day slowly began to feel a little less cold.

THE END

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mcalhenwrites · 7 months ago

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You're kidnapped by the mafia and held hostage on a deserted island. The main characters of your books will try to rescue you. How safe/screwed are you? (do it for Rascal, SGH, Geckos, Seasons, THC, and any other you'd like to add x3)

Rascal: Well, I'm not entirely screwed. Hazel would likely find a way to talk his father into lending him a boat (I'm sure the Rastons have one) then telling Sinclair to drive it across the water to rescue me. I have no idea who else he'd bring... someone who can fight a mafia? Frey would try. 4/10 I'm kind of fucked here. SGH: Well, considering the plot? I'm in good hands. Thaddeus knows a bit about ships to get there, and he'll have Cora, Silas, Ambrose, and Malakai on his side too. Cora's the important one. She has the guns. 10/10 I'll be safe in a few hours. Geckos, Automata: No one is even paying attention to me except the kiddos and Rosalia, and none of them have the means to help. Duncan and Mortimer are too caught up in their own shit. 1/10, totally perishing here. Seasons: Everyone in this story needs more rescuing than I do, but no doubt Sophronia and Rhett would come through for me. 12/10 those mobsters are going to find themselves encased in their own personal icebergs. THC: Well, considering they save a few dragons, I'm in good hands. Then the dragons are also on their side. 15/10 those mobsters will come out of that reformed men who want to do good in the world when things are finished. :) Thanks for the ask, Yume! :D Was fun to think about Sinclair driving one of Willie's ships to rescue me only for it to be the most useless rescue mission ever.

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year2000electronics · 1 year ago

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do you have any tips or suggestions for someone wanting to make their own oc story? your ocs and their stories are so insanely cool but i have no idea where i’d even begin to make one!

also happy y2kvr-versary ! late i know but it was still the ask blog that caused me to follow you and i’ve just stuck around for your other content after. :)

HMMMM lemme just spill a bunch of my thoughts all at once, this is just some stuff i personally like doing with my own oc stories! by no means is this a comprehensive list and i am not a professional!

1. accept the fact that you’re probably going to need minor/side characters. of course that isn’t always the case, there are story types that only focus on a handful of characters, but let’s use the reckoning as an example: even though i love all the characters there dearly, it’s about sinclair and his donning and subsequent subverting of the “mythological hero” mantle by taking on the vices’ challenge. montez and duncan, the other two archangels, are there to serve as a secondary antagonist in holy orders and bring some more life to the story’s world respectively, and That’s Okay. recognizing that not all your characters are gonna be the most specialest boys is a great place to start with structuring an oc story imo!

2. KEEP AT IT. the reckoning as it exists now didn’t truly come together until 2020, which is when the ask blog was made. cardine (the city the vices reside in) is such a key, important concept that drives the story along and the reckoning wouldn’t be nearly as good without it, and that only got introduced in one of the final drafts pre-ask blog!! reworks, practice with laying out the events, thinking and re-thinking of stuff and spending years with it is really good. it’s healthy. i mean a lot of great films and tv get ‘saved’ at the last minute from being terrible by one terrible concept being scrapped so revising and not being afraid to change things is your best friend

3. learn some rules. i’m of the firm belief that storytelling should be an all-access hobby for everyone, so you don’t have to read all of save the cat and then write out a full script or anything, but like. turn on a movie you like, or read a book you love. think about what they’re doing to convey primary themes to you. pick out the themes, actually, that’s good too. being able to pick up on themes that aren’t just being stated to you as if it’s dialogue from sonic heroes is a great teacher on how to subtly weave those themes into your story

4. don’t be afraid to break those rules! a lot of that stuff is great to pick up but at the same time they’re YOUR characters, and if you find yourself getting bored by playing too “by the book”, nobody said you can’t change how things work. for example, a lot of my oc stories have “villain protagonists” because i just really connect with the way ‘villains’ present themselves in media. if you find yourself fixating on a side character and brushing your main character aside? screw it! you can just make the story about them! what if a 7/11 clerk went on an adventure instead of the main guy!!

5. INSPIRATION IS YOUR FRIEND. WEAR IT ON YOUR SLEEVE. i don’t mean you have to publicly disclose every single thing you were inspired by, but the amazing digital circus is REALLY big right now, and gooseworx has told people IHNMAIMS and the raggedy ann movie were big inspos and she clearly loves those things because they uplift the work higher! (plus it gave people a new appreciation for those things) and, imo, understanding what inspires you and celebrating it is a lot better of a mindset than going into something out of sheer spite (like you’ll see a lot of people online making very inflammatory “i alone could fix a piece of media that had to go through an entire writer’s room as well as corporate mandates, gosh why doesn’t everyone just Make Things Good?” type posts on social media, and i find myself straying more and more away from that). best example i can think of are all those very ill-fated “original alien stories” that su criticals made back in the day that were even more confusing than the gems and everyone had to pretend that “of course it makes more sense for the aliens to be flowers, gosh, why didn’t rebecca sugar think of this? we’re so smart”. my point is hate and shame can fizzle out quickly but creativity is forever

6. and of course, always make sure you’re actually having a good experience with the process. fun, catharsis, importance, etc. if it sucks, you can literally hit the bricks. i say that with experience because before my original superhero story existed (iris of the storm), there was another (problem students). it was dormant as a story for a really long time because i had accidentally made a superhero story without any of the superhero tropes i loved, but i couldn’t just… delete it all! OH WAIT. YES I COULD. i started it all over and got rid of ocs that i was glad i made but don’t need anymore, and i’ve never been happier cos iris of the storm is actually fun for me.

BUT YEAH THATS IT. thumbs up

#mothra answers #mothra ocs

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incrediblyfastfilms · 5 months ago

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T H E C A S T

K y l e M a c l a c h l a n a s FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper , Cooper's Doppleganger and Dougie Jones

N a o m i W a t t s a s Janey - E Jones

L a u r a D e r n as Diane Evans

R o b e r t F o r s t e r a s Sheriff Frank Truman

J e n n i f e r J a s o n L e i g h a s Chantel Hutchens

T i m R o t h a s Gary "Hutch" Hutchens

T o m S i z e m o r e a s Anthony Sinclair

R o b e r t K n e p p e r a s Rodney Mitchum and J i m B e l u s i a s Bradley Mithchum

M i g u e l F e r r e r FBI Agent Albert Rosenfield and D a v i d L y n c h a s FBI Deputy Director Gordon Cole

C h r y s t a B e l l a s FBI Agent Tamara "Tammy" Preston

M a t t h e w L i l l a r d a s Bill Hastings

P a t r i c k F i s c h l e r a s Duncan Todd

D o n M u r r a y a s Bushnell Mullins

A m y S h i e l s a s Candie

H a r r y G o a z a s Police Deputy Andy Brennan M i c h a e l C e r a a s Wally Brennan K i m m y R o b e r t s o n a s Lucy Brennan

M i c h a e l H o r s e a s Deputy Police Chief Hawk

C a t h e r i n e C o u l s o n a s Margaret Lanterman, or "the Log Lady"

D a n a A s h b r o o k a s Police Deputy Robert Briggs

M a d c h e n A m i c k a s Shelly Briggs

S h e r i l y n F e n n a s Audrey Horne

A s h l e y J u d d a s Beverley Paige R i c h a r d B e y m e r a s Ben Horne & D a v i d P a t r i c k K e l l y a s Jerry Horne

R u s s T a m b l y n a s Dr. Lawrence Jacoby

P e g g y L i p t o n a s Norma Jennings

H a r r y D e a n S t a n t o n a s Carl Rodd

R o b e r t B r o s k i a s Woodsman

S h e r y l L e e a s Laura Palmer and Carrie Page

G R E A T MO V I E & T E L E V I S I O N C A S T S

David Lynch's third season of TWIN PEAKS, TWIN PEAKS the Return (2017; a limited series event) written by Mark Frost and David Lynch directed by David Lynch from Showtime

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rabbits-of-negative-euphoria · 2 years ago

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What podcasts do you listen to? I know you listen to Allie Beth Stuckey’ Relatable and Spencer Klavan’s Young Heretics and, as someone who also listens to those, I was wondering several things. A) What other podcasts do we both listen to and B) if you were listening to something I wasn’t so I could check it out.

Lovely question! My most regular ones are:

Relatable with Allie Beth Stuckey

Young Heretics with Spencer Klavan

The Michael Knowles Show

Verdict with Ted Cruz

The Jordan B Peterson Podcast

and then the ones I don’t listen to quite as often include:

Things Unseen with Sinclair Ferguson

Revolutions with Mike Duncan (I’m taking an extended break between the French and the Haitian)

Men Who Rocked the World with Steven Lawson

Secrets of Statecraft with Andrew Roberts

The Alisa Childers Podcast

The Federalist Papers with Dick Barr

and yesterday I started Cultish

#i used to listen to more comedy ones like You’re Dead To Me or This Podcast Will Kill You but #they took a lot of the humor out and replaced it with woke insufferableness #I tried listening to an episode of Sawbones yesterday and I 1) learned nothing I didn’t already know and 2) rolled my eyes like 13 times #mobile #x #podcasts

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Summary: Dean Sinclaire used to consider Jacob Seed his best friend, the only person in the world he could rely on. Now, he was the only person he couldn't run from fast enough. In their years apart the little boy who had promised to take him to the stars had become a living nightmare hellbent on making him the same, would he succumb to his trials or was there a chance he could bring his old friend back to the surface?

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Fall's End was lost.

Mary May Fairgrave and Jerome Jeffries were 'free'.

Jacob shut off his radio, leaned back in his chair as he let the words of his chosen sink in. He had a feeling John would struggle with a task that big, If he had more time to chip away at them with legal loopholes and harassment he could have had a better chance at holding them down. But thanks to the sudden beginning of the reaping he was way in over his head, he wasn't prepared. He hadn't stationed enough project members in the town and however they had been holding the two captive had obviously been lackluster. It was sloppy. John was usually smarter than that.

He had expected this to a degree, what he hadn't expected was for Dean to be at the forefront of this little revolt. Leadership had never been his thing and fighting in a group even less so. It was a surprise but nothing that would shake their current trajectory too much. John might have been sloppy the first time around due to the short notice but he could clean up his messes pretty well. Jacob just had to wait for Dean to step foot into the Whitetails, as soon as he did Jacob's chosen would pounce and bring him to St. Francis. Then they could really have their reunion.

John would want to have a few words with him first, his little brother was no doubt throwing a fit over the loss of the town and damning the junior deputy over the radio. If he tuned in now he was sure he'd hear his melodramatic ranting and threats. He wondered when John had gotten such a hot temper, sometime during his stay with the Duncan's no doubt. He hadn't been that angry when he was small, all the anger was left to Jacob. Now it felt more evenly shared, which he didn't know how he felt about. If he felt anything about it at all. John had grown up and the reality of their fucked up world had hardened him, sharpened his edges—Which was good. Those edges kept him safe, to a degree. His pride and show-off attitude put him at risk even despite that.

Jacob wasn't about to reign him in though, lessons had to be learnt the hard way and the way he was going John needed a reality check. No amount of money would make him untouchable in a war zone, he was as vulnerable as the people that put their lives on the line for him. And besides, if all he had to worry about was Dean the worse he'd get was an ass kicking and a tearful rant—maybe a cold damp cell for a bit if it got that far. He'd be fine.

Jacob heaved a sigh and stood, pushing his chair back before he meandered to the heavy doors of his office. If he needed to he'd send John some extra man power, but right now he had fresh meat to deal with and he had some faith in his brother. Staci Pratt, one of the deputies they'd plucked out of the helicopter now sat waiting for the beginning of his trials and conditioning. Jacob didn't get the feeling he'd be much of a fighter, he was too weak. He didn't have it in him, it didn't take much to see that. There was heat in his gaze but it had no direction, no clear target.

He would make a good message at least, once Jacob had broken him down and built him into something more obedient and well trained. Once he had Dean here and he saw the state of his senior officer he'd know Jacob wasn't going to play nice. This was war and the faster he figured that out the better. For both of them. He still found the title junior deputy for Dean amusing, being near Joseph's age yet still looking and acting like his younger coworkers. Part of him also found it annoying.

Jacob made his way to the temporary holding cell for Pratt, steely blue eyes catching sight of the pathetic lump through the small window on the door. One of the project members unlocked the door and opened it for him, Pratt's head snapping up and eyes locking onto his. All Jacob could see was fear, in his eyes, in his body language, even in the way he breathed. Despite the bravado he put on and the slightly puffed chest as he tried not to cower Jacob could smell it in the air. It was such a familiar smell. He was sure Hudson had more of a backbone than the man before him, she would have actually had a chance at becoming a half decent soldier.

Pity. Maybe after John had finished her atonement Jacob could put her through some trials, having her and Dean in the ranks together would make up for the damage he'd caused so far. Maybe that other rowdy deputy would make a nice soldier too, she'd be harder to break for sure but he could tell she'd be a beast on the battlefield and he'd prefer to have her on his side rather than against. Once they secured the jail and had her captive he could get to work on her too.

He had quite the army waiting for him, he just had to put the pieces in place.

He stepped inside the small room and Pratt scuttled back like a rat, watching Jacob's every move like he was about to strike him like a snake. It was almost funny how jumpy he was. Jacob sat on the creaky cot, resting his elbows on his knees as he let the silence and one-sided tension build. The door was left wide open, the project member stood right beside it with her hand on a rifle and eyes trained on the quivering deputy.

"One of your partners is sure causing a fuss for my brother right now," Jacob drawled, reaching a hand up to drag through his beard as he spoke. He glanced at Pratt and saw the expected spark of hope at the news. He'd crush that in no time flat, it wouldn't take much.

"John's gonna reign him in soon enough… And while he's doin' that you and I are gonna see what you're made of." Jacob watched Pratt's eyes as they filled with apprehension, glancing between him and the woman at the door.

"What the fuck do—"

"Shh. Wasn't askin' a question peaches, you don't talk unless I tell you too." Jacob cut off the stammering deputy shortly, holding up his index finger to his lips before pointing at him. There was a flash of insult—anger—in Pratt's eyes but he didn't push it, shutting his mouth with a resounding clack of his teeth. Smart. He wasn't in the position to talk back and he had enough brain to realise it. That told Jacob all he needed to know, he'd break easy. Jacob motioned for the project member to grab him, standing leisurely as she walked past him with a chosen behind her. Pratt fought their hands as they grabbed onto him, he shouted profanities and insults as they dragged him out of the room.

Jacob followed after at a slower pace, he had all the time in the world, no need to rush. He was getting quite the show too, Pratt writhed like a worm, trying desperately to get free like a deer in a bear trap. The chosen rammed an elbow into his nose, which stopped his aggressive movements as he let out a pained groan. He shuffled along, nearly tripping as he stopped fighting—Too focused on the pain to think about putting one foot in front of the other.

As they rounded a corner another of his chosen stood waiting, Simon Dallas, head of Judge production and one of his best men. He was twice Jacob's size and his dark skin was free of the scars and grime that he himself was littered in. He held onto a manilla folder, offering a determined smile to his commander as he held it out to him. He ignored Pratt and the two other chosen as they passed, solely focused on him and Jacob took the folder with a small nod.

Simon fell into step with him as Jacob flipped open the folder. A polaroid of Dean caught his attention first, it was cut off at the shoulder and he looked to be in motion; a panicked look on his face. The text on the page under it held information he already knew. Birthday, hometown, blood type. He skimmed over it, stopping as he spotted some notes near the bottom. He'd moved out of Georgia a year after they had—huh, what do you know. He read on, different states and towns listed off and he wondered if they'd been living in a caravan with how many were listed. He wouldn't put it past the idiots he had for parents.

He flipped the page and took pause at what he saw. A torn picture on glossy paper similar to a magazine showed a somewhat younger Dean, flipping off the supposed cameraman. Classy. Jacob almost snorted, remembering how flustered the brunette would get over just him swearing let alone any crude hand gestures. He didn't let himself though, keeping a neutral expression as he read over the words beside the picture. Seemed like the boy who hid under the playground from bullies got into cage fighting, not something Jacob had ever considered him getting into.

That would come in handy during his trials, he'd have to make sure he got some worthy opponents to fight. See if he still had it in him. If the quick takeover of Fall's End had anything to say about it he had to have something there, the instincts never went away—the muscle memory lingered. Jacob knew that all too well.

"Good job Dallas, very good job." Jacob praised, shutting the folder and deigning to read the rest when he was in private. He had a bit to catch up on it seemed. Simon grinned at his words and nodded, adjusting the rifle slung over his shoulder.

"Do you need me for anything else boss?" The title only Simon ever used for him brought a hint of a smile to the corner of Jacob's lips and he eyed Pratt as they made it to one of the lower rooms of the centre. A projector and five other chairs were set up with unwilling occupants strapped to them.

"That'll be all for now, keep me updated." Jacob gave his shoulder a hearty pat before walking into the room, just as Pratt was strapped down and secured.

"Will do." Simon said dutifully before turning on his heel and marching off, purpose in his stride. The project member and chosen hustled around the room, turning on the projector and double checking all the restraints on their 'audience'. Jacob rested his hand on Pratt's shoulder, digging his fingers in just enough to be uncomfortable.

"Comfy? Doesn't matter, you'll be here for a while so get used to it." Jacob offered a cruel half smile, patting his shoulder much more harshly than necessary.

"Fuck you." Pratt ground out weakly, his anger obviously bubbling but still withheld by the thick layer of uncertainty and fear. Jacob chuckled, stepping into the middle of the group as his chosen brought over his music box. He wouldn't be talking like that for long, he'd learn to hold his tongue. Jacob was going to make sure of it.

The last body dropped, it had to be the last one.

Dean watched the life seep from the woman's eyes, hollow and grey as they stared back at him with blame and hatred. They were almost the same grey as Lola's, just a bit darker—well they were, now glossing over and turning dull. Guilt and anger bit away at Dean's resolve, they'd done it, but at the cost of a dozen lives. Fuck if they weren't bad people and maybe he could convince himself they truly deserved it but that didn't wash the blood off his hands. It wouldn't scrub their dying faces from behind his eyelids. Dean held onto the woman's bloodied shirt, that damn symbol staring back at him and mocking him as he tried not to cry.

Did it really take so little to throw all his morals and ideals away? Just a tiny shove and he was running around murdering people? That was the trail he would leave behind, broken bodies and broken vows. Nevermind the woman thanking him for saving her from the very woman he'd just killed, the grateful tears and gentle squeeze of his arm did nothing but make him tired. He was so fucking tired.

"You're the new junior deputy aren't you?"

A smooth voice cut through Dean's inner turmoil and he turned, shame running down his back as he felt tears trail down his cheeks. Jerome stood not too far behind him, his eyes were kind as he looked down at him, full of understanding. Dean hadn't ever been religious, even when his parents dragged him to church and he'd recite passages a few rows behind the Seeds. He'd spend most of the long hour watching the back of Jacob's head, thinking he looked so out of place in churches. He still did.

Right now he felt like crawling to Jerome's feet and repenting, for more than just the lifeless body on the ground. Not that he even knew how to go about that. He just wanted to say that he was sorry, to anyone that would listen. But this was not really the time.

He shook the thought away, clarity crashing down on him unceremoniously and weighing down on him. He was crying over the corpse of a peggie covered in blood with two people watching him. He wiped his eyes on his sleeve, trying to pull himself together and standing on shaky legs. He hadn't cried in front of anyone in a long time and he didn't feel like starting now. As welcoming as Jerome's gentle gaze was and as shitty as he felt right now. Dean wiped his grime and blood covered hands on his jeans, turning fully to the other man and keeping his gaze steady as he met his eyes.

"Yup. Was, anyway." Dean offers a small defeated shrug, glancing down at the carnage around him before his eyes fell on the gun in Jerome's hand. He was more comfortable with it in his hand than Dean was it seemed, he didn't think pastors were the firearms owning kind, if he did indeed have his own. But then again he didn't think preachers were the religious cult having kind either. Ironic as in hindsight both things made a lot of sense.

Jerome tucked the gun away in his waistband, stepping forward and offering Dean his hand. He felt his shoulder sag at the gesture, but took it to be polite. He wasn't about to leave a pastor hanging, especially not one that had stopped his brains from mixing with the asphalt earlier. The handshake was firm and Jerome's eyes took on an intense shine as he nodded earnestly to Dean.

"Can't thank you enough for helping us out there deputy, could have gone a lot worse if you hadn't shown up when you did." Jerome thanked him and the handshake lingered as a hand hold, something that left Dean wondering when was appropriate for him to let go and missing half of what Jerome had even said. A half nod and quiet 'mhm' was all Dean offered in turn, a small wave of relief washing over him as his hand was freed. He couldn't remember a time he'd been thanked this much, especially not for… Well. Murder. He could sweeten it up and call it self defense but it wouldn't make him feel any better about it.

People weren't going home to their families tonight and that was on him. But some others were and he was responsible for that too. He guessed it was up to him on which one he wanted to focus on more. The one that'd eat away at him or the one that'd make it a little easier to sleep at night.

A bark pulled him from his wandering mind and he and Jerome turned to spot Boomer racing around the side of the building with Blair right behind him. Blair grinned and took Dean by the shoulders, shaking him as she let out a rambunctious laugh.

"You fucking did it! That was insane!" She cheered, as if the insanity that just occurred was something worth celebrating and not something that made Dean want to crawl into a ball and not get back up for a while. He offered a weak smile, more of a grimace, as she then turned to Jerome and pulled the man into a hug. The other woman he hadn't gotten the name of squeezed his shoulder before rushing off herself, lots to do around here now he guessed.

"I'm so glad you're okay Pastor, I was worried we were gonna be down one man of god around here. It'd be hell without you." Blair ranted on, so full of energy despite the fight they'd all just endured. Leftover adrenaline maybe. Jerome hugged her back, patting her back and chuckling lightly.

"The cult will have to try harder than that if they want to kill me, I'm glad you're alright. I haven't been able to reach folks and I was starting to think the worst." Jerome let her go, tone melancholy as he looked down at her. Dean walked past the two as Blair shook her head and squeezed his hands. He spotted Mary May walking back into the Spread Eagle, watched the few civilians hug and rejoice their freedom while others began trying to clean up the 'mess'.

That had been a total shit show. But it could have gone much worse.

"Deputy," Dean turned back to Jerome as he called out to him, "I'm going to check in with everyone and make sure they're okay. Come see me in the church after you've taken a moment to yourself alright? We have a lot of things to discuss." He spoke so calmly, so steady even now after everything. Dean nodded, unable to muster up the energy for words, and watched him and Blair walk to the Church. He really didn't want any more to do with churches right now if he was being honest with himself. He just wanted somewhere to rest.

He stood there for a moment, just watching and steeping in the moment. Something told him this should feel a lot better than it did. He just helped free a lot of people, which was a good thing. But the drying red substance on his skin and clothes made him nauseous. He let out a ragged sigh and walked toward the large bus parked in front of the Church, walking behind it and lowering himself down onto the asphalt. Boomer joined him, sitting beside him and resting his head in Dean's lap once they were both comfortable.

This was just the beginning of all of this, he could feel it. There would be much worse to come and he had to get out of his head if he wanted to survive this. Feeling queasy every time he picked up a gun and had to shoot it at somebody was not going to help him here. Stopping it would be easier said than done, he knew that. He was just going to have to fight through it, how he used to. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath in and imagined the old cage rink.

It had been humid and dark, two spotlights that were blinding always somehow casting into his eyes. The ground under him was cold—cruel and hard, the metal bars of the cage sharp and stinging. Dean flexed his hands, remembering the feeling of the bandages wrapped around them, in between his digits and over his knuckles and palm. He just had to go back there, where it was survival of the fittest.

He had to unlock the animal in that cage, He just didn't know how. He didn't want to but what he wanted would be on the backburner for a while. The situation called for ruthlessness so that's what he'd have to be, he'd just have to fake it till he made it.

Time got away from him, as it often did, and he ended up sitting behind that bus for hours mulling over everything. Boomer stayed with him until the sun started to set and footsteps approached from the side. Dean tilted his head up and caught Blair's eyes, she offered a small smile. It was almost comforting.

"We got some food whipped up if you're hungry… N' Mary May offered you to stay in the room up top of the bar for the night, as a thank you." She motioned over her shoulder and Dean nodded, hoisting himself up with some effort after gently nudging Boomer off his thigh. His legs felt numb and he leant against the bus, stretching them out and heaving out a small sigh.

"You did a good thing today deputy." Blair's words were firm as she spoke, as if she could see into his head and all the things bogging him down. He didn't know what to say, he knew she was right but words just weren't going to make him feel any better.

"I appreciate you saying that." He got out after a moment, straightening his shirt and clearing his throat as he avoided her eyes. He knew he was easy to see through and he just wanted to eat some grub and hit the hay—if he could find it in him to sleep. His body was exhausted but his mind was wide awake and racing uncontrollably. Blair wrapped her hand around his bicep, gently tugging him in the direction of the bar. He would talk to Jerome another time, he was sure he wouldn't mind too much. It had been a big day for all of them.

"All the folks here would be dead or worse if it weren't for you, just remember that. Laws mean fuck all in the middle of a hostile takeover, you do what you can to help people and don't waste a tear on those monsters, they wouldn't shed any for you." She continued on, patting his forearm as they reached the Spread Eagle. She made a good point and she was definitely right about that last bit. He couldn't imagine a peggie crying over his corpse after they killed him.

Blair opened the door to the bar and pulled him inside, the air was warm and the smell of freshly cooked food was heavenly. Mary May and Jerome sat at the bar, stopping their conversation as the two walked in. Blair let go of Dean and made her way back into the kitchen, leaving Dean to awkwardly stand before the other two strangers with Boomer at his feet.

"You saved our asses back there, we really owe you one." Mary May tossed a grateful smile his way and he nodded, grabbing the brim of his cap and tugging it down a bit and shoving his other hand in his pocket.

"Just doin' my job… I think." He tossed the last two words out with a faltering smile, feeling so unsure of where he stood right now.

"You're doing what you can given the circumstances, just like the rest of us. Come sit, have a drink—You earned it." Jerome gestured to the empty seat to his right and Dean wandered over. He didn't feel like drinking but maybe letting his mind go fuzzy and blank was just what he needed. As he sat down Blair returned from the kitchen, shuffling to the other side of the bar and setting down a plate of wings.

"It's a good thing they didn't ransack the kitchen," She hummed and Dean had to admit the moment the smell of the cooked chicken met his nose he felt his stomach grumble loudly. He'd gone all day without eating, it had been a while since he'd done that. Damn.

A beer slid in front of him and he took it, dipping his head in thanks to Jerome before he took a large swig of it. The bitter liquid was cold and as it slid down his dry throat he felt muscles he didn't know he had relax. He exhaled deeply and smacked the beer back onto the counter, earning chuckles from Mary May and Jerome.

"Amen deputy." Mary May dipped her own bottle in cheers before throwing it back as well, Jerome and Blair each grabbing a wing from the plate. Dean joined them, grabbing the sauce-covered chicken and biting into greedily—it tasted like spicy bbq heaven.He groaned, leaning back and closing his eyes in appreciation. For a moment he almost felt normal, sharing food and drinks in a bar with new friends. It was almost pleasant.

Before he knew it the wings were gone, their bellies were full and he was more than tipsy. His face and body was warm and he nearly felt like resting his head on the counter and dozing off right there. Jerome clapped him on the back, bidding him a goodnight as he walked out of the bar, heading to the Church no doubt. Mary May ran a hand down her face, looking over at Blair who had taken to sitting on the stage with Boomer, nearly dozing off herself.

"The room up top s'all yours dep, i'm gonna go out, see who's takin' watch. You get some rest." She pulled herself up from the stool, patting Dean's shoulder before she also left. Dean mumbled nonsense back at her, his attempt at a thank you lost within his drunken haze. It took him a moment to get on his feet, having a few false starts before he made it and began stumbling toward the stairs. Blair giggled at him in her own drunken haze and he pulled his lips into a tight line to avoid laughing. Once he started he wouldn't stop and then he'd just fall asleep on the stairs.

"G'night." He mumbled as he climbed the stairs, using both hands to steady himself and hold onto the wall.

"Night dep, see you tomorrow." She called after him. Once he made it to the top of the stairs and into the room he flopped onto the single bed with a long groan, his cap falling off and freeing his thick hair. The pillow his face was buried in was soft and he would have passed out right there had his nose not been slightly uncomfortable. He lazily kicked off his boots, rolling onto his side and curling into a ball, one arm under the pillow and the other tucked under his chin. He was warm and the pit of anxiety was no longer weighing down on his stomach. His head was light and he couldn't hold onto a coherent line of thought for very long.

It didn't take him long to doze off, no guilt ridden thoughts or stress driven insomnia to be found.

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