#technically a day 0 / prologue thing

[capriciouswriter207]

Hermit-a-Day May

Day 0 - Moontower Falls Prelude

The fall of the Moontower marked the beginning of the End.

It stood tall for as long as anyone in Hermiton could remember. Nobody truly knew which company or government department worked in its offices, but it always appeared well-kept, and people were spotted walking in and out.

Its collapse came unannounced. It toppled over, its weight crushing the buildings in its path. Many people, both inside the tower and outside, were assumed missing. More were assumed dead. Those who survived fled, though few remain. Few, who were drawn to the strange rifts that have appeared in town, its purple energy often flaring up. Few, who had to contend with strange dark elongated creatures that had started to roam the streets. Few, who wished to be reunited with friends or family, or who wished to solve this mystery.

The ruins of the Moontower remain. The ruins of the buildings it had destroyed and the strange occurrences near these places remain. Those few survivors who chose to stay each have their reason, and perhaps they get more than they bargained for.

[mia-can-yap-too]

0. Prologue

synopsis:- A witch has kidnapped you. Do as she says or die.

warnings:- crack, light-hearted kidnapping

dividers by @/strangergraphics

It started with cereal. That's how you know everything is about to go wrong.

Now, it technically isn't a crime to eat cereal for lunch on a day you had considered a 'No Pants Day'. You were halfway through a thrilling showdown between your spoon and the stubborn chunk of Lucky Charms stuck on the bottom of the bowl. Very important stuff.

You were in your element. Slouchy hoodie, bad posture, inner monologue at full volume.

Then came a whoosh! and suddenly, air shimmered, and lights flickered, and your cereal floated for approximately half a second. And just like that, you weren't in your kitchen anymore.

Which bring you to now. You are sitting in a chair in what seems to be a small, cozy, and slightly crooked cottage. All around you are books, teacups, and something that smelled of cinnamon and existential dread.

Standing in front of you is a woman in a green cloak, who is nervously wiping the sweat off her brow.

"Oh my! I didn't think it would actually work! That's the first time I've tried that spell! Aren't I so amaz— Where are your pants?!"

Instinctively, you press your thighs together. "It's 'No Pants Day'," you make up an excuse.

The witch raises a brow. "'No Pants Day'? You mortals sure have some weird holidays... Anyways, you're not dressed for travel. I was hoping to catch you while you were more... well-prepared."

You blink. "Am I dreaming? Oh my God, I knew I drank too many Monster Energy Drinks... Are you a hallucination?"

She snorts. "God, I wish. I'm Mia, the best witch you'll ever meet in your life. Sorry for the inconvenience and all, but I need you to run some... errands for me."

"Like groceries? I can do that."

She grimaces. "No, it's a bit more complicated than that. You see, I might have accidentally destroyed some very important books. You know, fairytales, old legends, shit like that. All of those have been erased. Completely. Like how James Charles wishes his past crimes were. Now, I need someone to go into those stories and complete them again as a way to rewrite them. You happen to be that perfect someone!"

You furrow your brows. "Why can't you do it yourself?"

"Because of narrative affinity and other stuff you won't get because I'm the one with the Bachelors in Witchcraft here," she rolls her eyes. "Also, the characters don't like me very much. Something about meddling with backstories and stuff."

"Well, why me?"

She pulls out a scroll. It has your name on it. As well as your browser history.

"I'll be ignoring some of the things in here and get straight to the point. You've read 300 fantasy novels, wrote an essay on the impact of fairytales on all forms of art, and named your cat after a dragon. Do not act surprised."

"Okay, I admit to doing all that, but I'm not sure... it sounds quite dangerous. Also, I have work on Monday, so."

Mia seems a bit fed up with you. She sighs heavily. "It will be alright. Only some things will change, because you can't always write the same damn thing time and time again, can you? Other than that, I'm pretty sure you'll be a-okay! Besides, it's not like you have a choice, anyways..."

You stare at her. She is right. She's the one with the upper hand here. You don't even know where you are.

Fine, then. You will fix everything. As long as your boss doesn't get mad on Monday...

"Alright," you sigh. "What do I have to do?"

"Really?! Thank you!" Mia beams. "All you have to do is solve the main issue in the story and romance the main character. Easy peasy!"

"How will I get back?"

"Oh, you just have to think of this place again."

"That's all?" you ask, skeptical.

"Yup! Off you go! But first, for the love of God, wear some pants, please."

taglist:- @jeonwiixard

Once upon a Prince – Masterlist

[honeyjars-sims]

Part 2 Prologue #3: The Big 2-0

It’s the day of my and Chantal’s birthday party and our dads are helping us set up. We kept it small, just family and close friends. Of course, Paul is coming, too; we’re not super close, but he does live here so it’s only fair to invite him. Plus with Lucy here he won’t feel too out of place.

Pops takes a look around the grounds. “I’ve got to say, I really enjoy it out here. It’s so peaceful. What do you say, David? Can’t you picture us living off the land?”

“Oh yeah, scooping up goat shit is what I’ve always dreamed of.” Dad smirks. 

“Dad wouldn’t last a day here!” Chantal laughs. 

“I guess we’ll stick to visiting, then,” Pops concedes. “Ah, here come Cece and Ben!”

“Happy birthday!” Cece calls out and she gives us both hugs. “How does it feel to be 20?”

“It’s awesome! I finally feel like a real adult!” Chantal replies. Even though we’re twins, sometimes I feel like Chantal is my older sister–technically she is, I guess, by a couple of minutes. She’s always been more put together, more mature, more goal-oriented.

Even though I’ve been doing a lot more planning for my future, a lot of the time I still feel like a kid cosplaying as a grownup. I keep waiting for the day everyone realizes I don’t actually know what I’m doing.

“Not me,” I say. “I still feel like I have a lot of growing up to do.”

“You do,” Dad responds.

“Gee, thanks.”

“I don’t mean it like that,” he laughs. “You don’t suddenly become an adult one day and have it all figured out.”

“You’ll learn and grow, and make mistakes, and learn some more,” Pops adds. “Just like we all will.”

“Well, at least I know I’m not the only one,” I say.

“So, Cece, have you and Ben picked a wedding date yet?” Chantal asks.

Cece groans. “Ugh, not yet. I don’t even know when I’ll have the time to plan anything. We’re going to be traveling so much with the band this year. I don’t want to be engaged forever, but we might have to wait until things slow down.”

“Well, I’ll help out however I can,” Chantal offers. “You know how much I love planning things.”

“Paul’s sister-in-law is an event planner,” I chime in. “Maybe you can hire her, or she can give you some information on vendors and stuff.”

“Thanks, guys,” Cece says. “I need all the help I can get. It’s just so overwhelming.”

“I told you, we don’t have to do anything big,” Ben tells her, rubbing her shoulder. “I don’t think you’d want that, anyway. As long as I get to be your husband, I’m cool with whatever.”

“I know, but I want to do something. Maybe we could have a small ceremony before we leave so we don’t have to put it off.”

“Sounds good to me!” Ben agrees. 

“What are you planning on doing about your last name?” Dad asks her. “You’re already double-barreled, so I’m assuming you won’t be taking on a third.”

“Well, I was planning on leaving it as it is. Ben doesn’t care if I take his and we won’t be having kids, so no need to worry about that.”

“That’s a good plan.” Dad sighs. “You know I support your decision to remain childfree, but it is a shame to think that my family name won’t be passed on.”

“I’m sorry, David,” Pops tells him. “I’m not really attached to my surname, but I know how important your heritage and your family are to you.”

“It’s okay. I have 3 beautiful children, a soon-to-be son-in-law, and a loving husband. I’m blessed no matter what their names are.”

I think about my own name. Like my Pops, I’ve never really felt attached to my last name. I was so young when my mom got married that I barely remember her being an Ayers. Besides, now that I'm no longer speaking to her, I feel even less connected to her side of the family.

Destiny and Trinity were both given their fathers’ surnames, and Chantal plans to change hers whenever she gets married. I guess I can pass the Ayers name down to my kids, but do I even want that? I guess that’s not something I have to think about quite yet.

Right now, the most pressing issue on my mind is when we're going to cut the cake.

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[echantedtoon]

Demonstober Day 0 Prologue

This isn't technically a part of the prompts, just a little drabble before the premise of the entire thing. Btw the entire series is canonically happening around Halloween or Halloweenish time. I'll also be including a picture of what kind of creature everyone is in case you dunno what they are.

also special thanks to @trancylovecraft and @six-eyed-samurai for some of the monster suggestions! The real spooktober prompts will be posted starting tomorrow!

Tagging: @lavenderdropp @cherrysuzaku

@six-eyed-samurai @trancylovecraft

Remember if you want to be added to the spooktober taglist lemme know

Beware the monsters who lurk and live amongst the world.

Beware of those who seek courtship from maidens.

For once a year the veil between worlds open and ghosts and monsters alike seeking blood under the moon.  Red like the maiden blood monsters seek out. Widows never remarry. Young women accept no courtship. Young brides check your husband's identities before your marriage ceremony. For monsters will drag you away. For monsters will trick you. For monsters will impersonate your true love just to make off with a beautiful bride. So lock your doors up tight when the night of All Hallows Eve appears. Barricade all your windows. Block up any chimneys. Hide away in your deepest closest. Arm yourself with your finest weapons. Speak not a word and be silent. Sleep not a wink and keep alert for they were all spirit you away.

Mischievous far. Blood thirsty vampires. Carnivorous werewolves. Fire breathing dragons. Scheming demons. And so many more.

Those who refuse to heed the warnings are fated to die to be spirited away never to be seen again. So hide away and don't make a sound. Never answer the door no matter what. And above all else be weary.

Beware. 

For those who don't believe in such things shall be forced to withstand the terrors of the moon born night and learn that there are truths in legends.

[zebee-nyx]

CalmWriMo Day 2!

[11/2/2023]

Update!

Waywards Progress:

Made a bit of progress with one of the character prologues (has been/will be shared, but the prologues are honestly more just for me to get a better idea of writing the characters on their own before dumping them into the story ('^.^)b) Also I have the overall outline vaguely set. It's workable for now, but not sure I'm 100% happy with it. Also have a handful of ideas rattling around in that hollow brain of mine! I have the idea of making Waywards a bit "episodic" so to speak. Gonna play around and experiment with the idea a bit to see if it actually works. Besides that! If anyone has tips, tricks, advice on story structures / planning writing I am all ears! I'm way too use to just going mostly full freeform with writing stories so planning things is proving a bit of a hurdle rn (0^0). Waywards is probably the largest thing I've started to write so I'm a little worried I'll burn a lot of time and energy focusing on somethings that may just end up not fitting later on story wise... ('0.0)

2 Hour Writing Goal: ✅

Blurb: [see below]

Self Care:

Food: ✅ [leftovers!]

Hydration: ✅

Sleep: ✅ [was cutting it close last night (‘-.-), the desire to note take the night away is strong]

Reading: ✅ [Read a chapter!]

Worldbuilding blurb: Meta-Humans

What is a Meta-Human?

A Meta-Human, usually just shortened to "Meta", is simply anyone who has some form of artificially engineered genetics above a certain threshold [haven't quite decided exactly where the line will be and not sure I will tbh].

With breakthroughs in genetic engineered by corporations such as Biotechna and Helix, control over one's genetics can go as far as their wallet can take them. What kind of things could be done these kinds of augs you may ask? Firstly, most diseases and genetic disorders have effectively become curable (no promises it'll be affordable, so most people don't have access). Next, cloning! It can be done, although is still in more of pioneering phase during the time period Waywards is set in and is prone to various setbacks. Usually anyone born via any cloning or "built from scratch" process are technically considered corporate property... Want a designer baby? Trivial!

Although more intresting, at least visually, is people can now adopt some unique characteristics. One could grow a tail, pointed ears, gain inhuman strength, even completely alter skin into scales. The only real limitation is money, imagination, and the outer limits of genetic stability. A generation has gone by since the technologies have become available and now some features have proven to be inheritable. This fact coupled with some ‘back alley’ genetic engineering lead to a small population boom of Metas. While still a minority of the population there are now extremely diverse communities of Metas across the city.

[Thanks for reading! Won't have as much time tmr for writing (>.<), but I promise there will at least be a bit of a blurb of worldbuilding stuff here. Anyways and always, hope you are having a lovely day, peace! (-v-)v]

[razorblade180]

Twin Snowflakes Master Post

Here it is! Years of chaos in one spot! Technically this isn’t all the posts but everything I think is really important, worth mentioning, or pretty helpful. They are in chronological order! I want to give the hugest thank you to @danurso for already having a file with all the story chapter links for me to grab! I wouldn’t have made this post any time soon without them.

I would like to add that I started writing this near the end of Volume 6 and had the vast majority of the structure all done as V7 Ep1 aired. In other words, certain concepts and people are around before canon said “Haha, screw you.” One last thing, in the actual chapters, the writing style changes further in. Like I said, I’ve been writing this for 4 years.

synopsis

welcome to Remnant after Salem’s defeat and our heroes have moved forward in their lives! Take a look into an au focusing on Jaune and Weiss’s kids, alongside children of other friends, enemies, and rivals alike as they face a new terrifying force while handling the struggles of growing up alongside some of Remant’s greatest Heroes.

The lore/context

Not So Kept Secret

You’re Enough

New Norm

Equal Shares

Namesake

New Look

Well?

Say Goodbye

Cold Veins and Promises

Dog Days and Resolutions

Freezing Point

Dynamics in a nutshell

Division

Sweet Sadness

Red Carpet

Say So

Not Enough

Twin Snowflakes

0 - Prologue

1 - Cold Training

2 - Warming Up

3- Checkup

4- Checkup pt2

5- Support

6- A Slow Morning

7- People

8- It’s Tricky

9- Phased

10- Expedited Exam pt1

11- Expedited Exam pt2

12- A Guest

13- A Guest pt2

14- Getting Ready

15- Foreign Princess

16- Royal Court

17- Alone Time

18- A Better Day

19- Skill, Sickness, and Skirts

20- Choice Words

21- Ice Breaker

22- Ground Zero

23- Struggling

24- Date Night

25- Date Night pt2

26/1- Preparation

26/2- Preparation (second half)

27- Hill Climbing

28- Connections

29- Coward

30- Little Moments

31- Final Days

32- Show Time

33- Show Stealers

34- Full Swing

35- Major Upset

36- Morale

37- Cunning Plays

38- Knights Battle

39- Stepping Up

40- Growing Pains

41- Pieces at Play

42- Then the World Stood Still

43- Final Warmth

44- Miracles and Memories

45- A Book by its Cover

46- Weathering the Storm

47- Who Are You?

48- Winter Wonderland

49- Adjustment

50- Face Off!

51- You vs Us

52- Final Encore

Finale- A New Tune

Post story- Recovery

Post Story- Summer vs Nick

[oplishin]

yknow, I was pretty baffled by pathologic 2′s choice to never explicitly tell artemy that he’s a doll. I mean his reaction is one of the most interesting things about him??? The fact that he decides to just continue living on anyway in the face of the absurdity of his life is so intriguing. Also one of the reasons why he and daniil are such good foils. 

BUT then I realized I could just headcanon the shit out of it and decide whatever I want to!! so here goes a theory with 0 canon substantiation. 

I choose to believe that Artemy knows from Day 1 that he’s just an actor in a play. Through both the theater of death stuff and the Day 12 prologue. He knows this, but because he cares for the Town so much, he doesn’t mind playing the role perfectly. So perfectly that he never breaks character unless he’s talking to Mark about his role while in the theater of Death. Like in pathologic 1, he’s so completely invested in the story that he doesn’t care that technically none of it matters. It has personal meaning to him, so it does matter. 

I know this is like. almost definitely not what the story is meant to be, but I think Artemy who’s too dumb to put together the pieces of what all the meta theater stuff means is less interesting than Artemy who KNOWS all of that but decides to live in spite of it. 

[hakuoyuki]

Hi! Satomi is it possible to ask which prince “fell” for Belle first to last? I saw an order for kissing Belle, but what about actual feelings? Not necessarily showing it to her. Thank you!

Anon, I'm sorry I don't think I can answer this properly in terms of timeline (because all the bunch of indefinite time skips of "a few days later" in many of the routes) but one thing for certain is....

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[Under the cut due to spoilers for all routes]

For all the suitors thus far (all 8 Rhodolite princes), by Chapter 11 they all (either start to or already) "fall" for MC. Doesn't mean they are aware of their feelings by this point in time though, for many of the suitors their interaction/His POV in later chapters reveal the start to be from the event around this point in time and that by here they already "fell" for her.

However, to note.... for Leon, Chevalier, Nokto, Licht, Jin, Luke, and Clavis, by Chapter 11 over 10+ days to half a month has gone by since they first met MC.

It was just Day 7 since the two met in Yves' route so technically Yves would be the first to "fell" for her?

(But we all know the first suitor to fall for MC is Rio since that happened since 3 years ago)

Due to the uncertainty in the timeline at the point it happened and the lack of awareness for their own feelings when it started to bud though, I can't give a concrete answer on this one nor answer the bit on which suitor was the "last" to "fell" for their MC.

Fun fact: If it's term of finding MC "interesting".... It happened right from the prologue at the very moment they met for Chevalier and Clavis. Revealed in both of their Episode 0, MC was the first woman Chevalier ever "took an interest in" and that happened the moment he met her. Clavis also "took an interest in" her because she was able to stand and face Chevalier and talk to him without cowering in fear. Clavis actually intended to go and find MC at her bookstore the next day and play with her as "his new toy" (he know her face and where she works at because he remembers pretty much everyone at the capital but he only know "face and affiliation/work place" not their names. His memory is good, but it isn't as good as Chevalier).

[punemy-spotted]

Series Preview: Down Here, In This Valley

“There are places in this world that humanity was never s'posed to see. Walled in by mountains of burnin' black rock, isolated by a choking canopy o’poison flora, woods where tooth, claw, and hunger still sit atop the food chain.”

— Old Gods of Appalachia, Episode 0: Prologue

These are old mountains.

Cold mountains.

Coal mountains.

And you should never have come to them.

None of us should’ve.

Pairings:Old One!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader; Old One!Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con Elements, Dub-Con, Soft!Dark Characters, Dark! Characters, Cult Elements, Human/Animal Sacrifice, Religious Elements, Blasphemy, Cosmic/Dark Horror, Stalking, Possessive/Obsessive Characters, Appalachian/Mountain Gothic, Gothic Horror, Descriptions of Death and Rot and Poverty

Notes: This is technically going to be an anthology series and each Reader will be different for each pairing and I do plan to add more, especially if the inspiration strikes me. This will be a series involving horror, but the Gothic horror kind, and is deeply inspired by the podcast Old Gods of Appalachia. Some of the lore will be credited to them wherever appropriate.

All stories will take place in a fictional town in Pennsylvania and all stories are interconnected.

PLEASE REMEMBER THAT YOUR CONSUMPTION OF MEDIA IS YOUR OWN RESPONSIBILITY AND IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE CONTENT THAT IS BEING PRESENTED, PLEASE DO NOT READ.

Not beta-read, these sins belong to me and me alone.

All of my work is 18+ Only, Minors DO NOT INTERACT. I do not consent to my work being posted anywhere besides Tumblr or Ao3 and I post my work there myself. Do not copy, translate, or repost any of my content.

Anyways here's the beginning of this series: Chapter 1 of Dead Trees like Lavender Fields, an Old One!Bucky Barnes Fic, so I can finally give the man some love.

You should never have come here, to this town that didn’t exist on any map you could find except the one which your Uncle Cletus sent you after your mother died. Hell, you didn’t even know you had an Uncle Cletus — you didn’t know the names of any of your mother’s family except you and your stepfather and frankly you were starting to understand why — not until you got the letter six days after the funeral, alongside a family Bible you didn’t know you had either.

The photo though, the one that fluttered out of it, that was all the proof you needed. Picture of her, spitting image of you now when you look into the mirror, holding a baby still in swaddling clothes.

See, the thing is, you’ve got the exact same one, hidden away in that album she never let you look at while she was alive. Just that picture, so she could show you, on the nights she felt the eyes on her, the nights she saw the symbols carved in the walls and never explained the meanings to you. Should never have married your pa, she’d tell you, not caring how your little ears tolerated her swearing or the way the Mountain Talk would come pouring from her tongue, all the way out in the plains of Kansas, Should never’ve let ‘im move us t’that haint-damned holler…

Haint-damned. You’re so used to that term and yet you still don’t know what it means, even here where the sun shines green through the woods — woods, not forest, you know well enough not to call them that, they ain’t that delicate — and the moon grins like the Devil through the leaves.

You should never have come here, to this place your mother ran from Like Hell itself was comin’ for me, right outta your christenin’, right outta your own pa’s filthy han’s. Can’t trust ‘em, them coal-boys, sweetgirl, can’trust the lights in the woods. You listenin’? You listen here an’ listen good — don’t you dare go into the woods alone. Ain’ nothin’ good for you there, ‘cept bein’ seen, and you never wanna be seen, sweetgirl.

Well.

You should have listened.

[marvelhero-fics]

Silent Britain

Series - Chapter One

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: You and Tom are working as love interests in a new Scorsese film, essentially leading to be love interests in real life

A/N: This is technically chapter one! Thanks for all the support on the prologue I'm glad heaps of you enjoyed it! I also wasn’t really planning on doing a taglist for this fic but a lot of people requested to be on it so I ended up making one (it’s below the cut at the bottom). If you’d like to be on it just send me a message or leave a comment on pretty much any Silent Britain post. Thanks for the support again!!!!!!

This chapters a bit of a slow-burn but next chapter get much more interesting. Please go read the prologue first, this chapter will make much more sense if you do. It’s linked down below in the masterlist. 

The italics in this story are the readers thoughts!

Word Count: 3,800

Silent Britain Masterlist || Full Masterlist 

And there goes the explosion. “I need to pull over. I’m about to have a stroke.”

The next two weeks truly flew by. You were partly happy, because you couldn’t wait to fly out to California and meet everyone, but it did also heighten your nerves. You did as much research as you could about Britain in the 70’s, even taking time to go see your grandparents who were conveniently alive at the time. But, by their description of the decade you could tell they must’ve been on some crazy drug back then, I guess that’s a pretty big tell of what the 70’s were like anyway.

“I promise you’re gonna do such an amazing job, I’m always just a phone call or text away if you need me, (Y/N/N).” Evie sung, pulling you into the tightest embrace.

“I know, Eve. I’m gonna miss you so much.” You pouted. To make life a little easier for yourself, you’d decided to fly out to California and stay there until production started, which was set to be in about a month. That way you didn’t have to fly there, then home, then there again, considering it was a twelve hour flight, and God, you hated flying.

“You are going to be incredible, my darling girl.” Your mum stated, giving you a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She knew she wouldn’t be able to see you for a while so she’d come over to send you off.

“Thanks mum. I love you heaps and I’ll call you when I get there.” You were incredibly close with your mum. She had always been such a huge support system for you and your career, you always credited any success you had to her.

And with that, you were in the car being driven to the airport.

~

The twelve hour flight had taken your physical and mental battery down to about 0. Even up in First Class all you did was read your script over and over, and panic. As well as getting some time to watch The Departed, one of Scorsese’s incredibly well done films. Unfortunately, instead of enjoying it, you essentially studied it. Fortunately, you got to use your ‘Taxi Driver’ notebook. Is this slightly obsessive? You studied how DiCaprio and Nicholson delivered their lines, and how often the sets changed, and all the camera angles. God, you’re purposely trying to freak yourself out now.

Touching down in California was nice. The first thing you really noticed was the heat. It was July, so it was the middle of summer, and in California it got hot. Of course, you weren’t complaining, this meant nice air conditioning on set, as well as good weather to work with in production. Yea, that would be the only thing I think about.

An older looking gentleman stood at the arrival gate with a sign that read (Y/L/N) in bulk letters. You quickly went over to greet him. Lazily, you strolled out to the large SUV, trying to get as much time on your feet as possible after the long flight. You’d seen photos, and heard horror stories of actors being mobbed at airports, with fans even waiting at the arrival gates all day to catch a glimpse of their favourite celebrity. That never happened to you, but you tried to be much more thankful than jealous. Large crowds weren’t really your forte.

“How was your flight, Miss (Y/L/N)?” Your driver politely asked, turning on the engine of the car.

“It wasn’t too bad. It just felt super long,” you chuckled, sluggishly.

“Well, at least you’re back on solid ground now.” He smiled through the rear-vision mirror.

“Yea, very happy to be. Out of curiosity, are you picking up any other members of the cast?” You peered up, knowing this man likely worked for the studio.

“Indeed, I am. I picked up Jude Law yesterday morning, and Daniel Craig and Rachel Weisz last night.” He responded,

“Huh, and what’re they like?”

“Well, Mr Law was very friendly, we ended up chatting most of the way to the hotel. And Mr Craig and Mrs Weisz seemed lovely, but I didn’t talk with them very much. They were a little more closed off.” He continued, you simply nodding to his words, “And I believe I’m picking up a Mr Holland much later tonight.”

“Oh, right. Busy day for you then.”

“Well, it’s just the usual.” And with that, you stopped talking. Your mind wandered off the small talk. God almighty, it’s gonna be a fucking long night tonight. You thought, simply just processing all the things you knew you had to organise before tomorrow. The ride to the hotel didn’t seem like a very long one, or maybe it was? Maybe you’d zoned out to an entire different reality and didn’t notice time passing, either way you made it to the Four Seasons and checked in with no trouble at all.

It was pretty much exactly what you’d expect from the Four Seasons. A small, spacious living area, with a large, grey L-shaped couch, and a big-screen TV. A small kitchen to the left, that you’re sure wouldn’t be able to make more than a bowl of pasta. A bedroom off in a separate room, with a bed that was far too big for one person. And an Asylum-white bathroom with a bathtub that was going to make your stay here much better. Looks like this is home for the next month. Being apart of the Hollywood scene, you got kind of used to hotel rooms becoming a second home. The amount of time you spent essentially having to tour around California for filming, staying in different hotels with similar-looking hotel rooms just became second nature.

First point of action; now that you’d touched down and gotten comfortable, was to call your mother. She’d slowly figured out how to worry less about you, now that you were older and had figured your life out a bit more, but she was still always going to be a mother.

The phone only rang twice before she picked up. “Hey, mum.” You greeted,

“Hi, love! I’m glad you’re safe and well, how was your flight?”

“Long. But the hotel’s really nice.” You responded, letting your body fall back onto the king-sized bed.

“Did you watch any movies?”

“Yea, I watched The Departed.”

“Oh, that’s a bit of a grim film, love.” Your mum stated, being as motherly as ever.

You chuckled a bit, “wait until you see the film I’m about to be in.”

“Did you get any sleep on the plane? And how was the food?”

“Yea, the food was really nice, it was like a salmon and couscous thing. And no, I didn’t really get any sleep, but I didn’t really try too, I kinda had a lot of other things to do.” You spoke.

“Well, you need to make sure you get some sleep tonight. And you let me know if you need anything at all!” Your mother conveyed

“Thanks, mum. And I promise everything is going fine, I’m fine. And I’ll let you know how the cast meet up and rehearsals go.” You returned. And with her best wishes, your mother hung up. That left you lying there, your body slightly sunken into the soft mattress of the Four Seasons bed. Almost every celebrity you’d met had told you to not search your own name on the internet. They always told you you’d find some very unfavourable things, but if you didn’t go looking for it you wouldn’t find it. So with that excellent mentality, you searched your name.

(Y/N) (Y/L/N). It took only seconds to type and click enter. The first article talked about the upcoming film. I guess the news already broke. It was probably leaked purposely for publicity, you didn’t care either way.

Upcoming Scorsese Film to have Star-Filled Line Up, Signing Hopkins, Hardy, Bale, and (Y/L/N). Being called a star was quite nice. It always shocked you just a little bit, knowing that people knew your name. Knowing that you’d actually become news. This is what you’d wanted for a long time though, to be a movie-star. You read further into the article.

‘Scorsese’s latest film to centre around 1970’s British Mob family, the Bakers. No news on the initial release date, however official members of the cast include Tom Hardy, Anthony Hopkins, Christian Bale, and (Y/N) (Y/L/N).’ The article showed photos of the four of you, including a photo of Scorsese. At least they picked a nice picture.

‘If this mobster film is anything like we’ve seen in the past from Scorsese, we can expect a stunning and vivid look at the ugliness and volatile nature of true Gangster films. Potentially even a few Academy Awards if Scorsese continues his war-path of masterly crafted cinema.’ You even chuckled at that last line, the Academy Awards. You’d attended the Emmys last year and that was the highlight of your life. If you were at the Oscars you’d probably spontaneously combust. You flicked your phone off and threw it to the other side of the bed, lying patiently in the quickly setting Californian sun. Am I supposed to feel this overwhelmed? You simply sat with your thoughts for a few moments, knowing that nothing was going to be the same after this film. Martin Scorsese essentially started Robert De Niro’s career in Taxi Driver, same with Jodie Foster. Not to mention Al Pacino’s career starting in a 70’s gangster film too. Each of these actors now being multi-award winning, millionaires. I don’t think I could function being that famous.

Once you’d finished basking in the glory and horror of it all, you sorted out your clothes from all of your luggage, and headed to bed. It was probably still too early to be in bed, but you’d had no sleep on the flight and just wanted to rest, especially for the chaos of tomorrow.

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That all-too-familiar noise of your phone alarm ripped you back into consciousness. Surprisingly, you’d slept like the dead last night. You thought the panic and nerves would’ve kept you up, or disrupted your sleep, but thankfully it was actually very peaceful. Wonder how long that’s gonna last. Everything you did during the morning was mechanical. Having a shower, getting dressed, doing your hair and make-up. It was all just simply going through the motions while your mind ticked away. You tried to remember every part of the script, while also going over today’s encounters. Am I supposed to act like a fan of these actors? Or do I act super cool? Like I don’t care?

Your gaze rested upon your figure in the mirror. Wearing a casual pair of jeans, a regular t-shirt, with your favourite Nikes. Along with bits and pieces of jewellery that fitted. Do I look too plain? Like one of the million assistants on set? Was everyone else going to be dressed up? What sort of cast meet up is this? It was 9:00 am, so regardless of your racing thoughts, you didn’t have any time to change. You grabbed your hand-bag, script, and note-book and went downstairs to get into the car the studio had sent, and with that you were on the long drive to set. Neither you or the driver talked to each other, you partly blamed yourself for not initiating conversation. Your mum would’ve been upset with you. ‘No matter how famous you get, my darling, you’re not allowed to look down on others. You can never think of yourself as better than others. You’ll always be a regular person, who makes mistakes, and does great things. Always, always be kind.’ She’d always lecture you. God, you’d kill to have your family here with you.

The SUV pulled up to the lot, getting access to the private area where the meet-up was happening. You made sure to thank the driver before you met up with a shorter, plumper lady, who obviously seemed like she was expecting you by her greeting.

“Welcome to the studio, (Y/N). My name’s Angela, I’m the production manager for Silent Britain.” She spoke, the Californian accent very prominent in her voice.

“Nice to meet you.” You responded,

“It’s nice to meet you too, if you could just follow me, I'll take you to the room where everyone’s meeting.” She said with a smile.

“Sounds good.” Angela walked you to the huge garage-type room. Well, it wasn’t actually a room, it was just an empty stage on the lot. The 12 ft tall garage-like door was open to let natural light illuminate it. It was full of people, most of whom you’d never seen in your life. Everyone from the special effects men, to the boom mic operators, to the assistant director were packed in. Luckily it was a huge area. Angela told you to follow her further, taking you to a separated room down the other end of the stage. This was the room full of actors. God, we’re pretentious. Needing a whole other room to ourselves. Not only did it have the main actors, it had quite a few background actors. Which, admittedly, you were slightly thankful for. If it was just the main actors you’d be the least famous person in the room, and that’s never the best feeling.

Angela let you know that the meeting would be happening very soon. By meeting, she essentially meant the presentation about the film, and how production was going to work and such. And with that flow of information, she left. Leaving you to fend for yourself in a room full of actors.

Who the fuck am I supposed to talk too? Why does everyone seem to know someone already? “Hiya!” A loud, high pitched noise rang behind you. You turned on your heel to see a slightly shorter girl with long, wavy brunette hair.

“Hi?” You returned, not sure if she was mistaking you for someone she knew.

“I’m Allison.” She introduced, extending her hand out.

“Oh, right. I’m (Y/N).” You smiled back, shaking her hand.

“Yea, I’ve actually seen you in quite a few films before. It’s really nice to meet you.”

“Wow, I’m really not used to actually being recognised.” You somewhat laughed, feeling some of the tension leave your shoulders.

“You’re playing the lead role in this film though, aren’t you?” She queried.

“Yea, Elizabeth Baker. I’m still not entirely sure how I landed that. Do you mind if I ask who you’re playing?” You responded.

“Of course! I’m playing Donna, which is one of Lizzie’s school friends.” She explained. It was only a very minor role, with maybe one line of dialogue. But she seemed happy enough to be here.

“Oh, well, thanks for introducing yourself. Now I’ll finally know someone on set.” You joked.

“Do you not know the other actors already?”

“Honestly, no. I haven’t really had the chance to meet anyone yet.”

“You should go over and introduce yourself. You’re the lead role! And maybe you could introduce me to some of them.” She laughed, trying to slightly play off the words she just said. Ah, lovely. Someone trying to use me to their advantage.

“Hm.” You simply smiled. “I think I’ll just grab a coffee first, then maybe I’ll socialise.” You added, taking almost no time to venture away from her.

You moved towards the small tables set up with coffee, tea, water and small snacks. You couldn’t help but notice the divide in the room. There was the big-time actors to one side of the room, and the lesser-known, mainly extras to the other side. You also couldn’t help but notice that you stood on the extras side of the room. In the moment you didn’t particularly care. You spent time fiddling away with the sugar packets, not even making a coffee as you thought about your next move. You needed to go introduce yourself, to at least one person you were going to be acting beside. But who were you supposed to choose? I bet Daniel Craig wasn’t this nervous introducing himself. Fuck, I wouldn’t be if I was James Bond.

Without thinking past James Bond, you walked over to the ‘A-list’ actor area. Fuck it, I’m the greatest. It’s an absolute pleasure to meet me. You repeated, entirely trying to sike yourself up. Daniel Craig, Michael Fassbender, Christian Bale, and Rachel Weisz stood in a small group, chatting amongst themselves. Oh, this is definitely the most threatening group. You thought, diving straight in.

“Hi there,” You interrupted, “I just wanted to introduce myself, I’m (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” You spoke, confidently. Good thing I’m such a good actor.

“Nice to meet you,” Michael responded, his Irish accent thick as he spoke. Daniel, Rachel, and Christian all introduced themselves after, breaking into a conversation about Martin Scorsese.

“I actually haven’t had the chance to meet him. Not properly at least.” You stated, referring back to your audition were you simply spoke in front of him, without him engaging in much conversation.

“He’s great. He’s incredibly intelligent at what he does, but he is really fast paced. He seems to constantly be thinking about the next thing to do.” Daniel began speaking, “But try not to be nervous, he’s pretty good at sensing nerves.” He smirked. Awesome.

“As if the cast wasn’t intimidating enough.” You joked, earning a chuckle from the group. The five of you continued to discuss past acting experiences, and working together on other films and such, with yourself not having much to bring to the conversation. Simply being happy enough to stand with these four god-like actors.

Angela seemingly appeared out of nowhere in front of the crowd of actors, earning a hush amongst the group. She began by thanking everyone for being here, and introducing herself once again as the production manager. She explained the outline of what was going to happen, and when production was due to start, most information of which you’d received in emails earlier. All and all, it was a very quick meeting. I guess it was more about getting to meet everyone. Angela finished her statement and the crowd sparked conversation again, most of the background actors dispersing off. As you were about to say your goodbyes, a smaller, younger gentleman walked up to where you and your newly formed actor friends stood. He handed each of you a small envelope.

“These are from Martin, inviting you to dinner with him tonight. All the information is on the letters. Please RSVP as soon as possible.” He stated, scuttling off to the next group.

“The theatrics,” Christain stated, waving the envelope, “that’s very Scorsese.” He finished.

“Who was that kid?” You asked Michael,

“Would’ve been Martins PA, probably.” He replied, opening his letter. You shrugged and opened yours. The beautiful calligraphy hit you first, each letter individually addressed to each actor. By the looks of it, the main cast of about 12 of you were invited, along with the higher up crew members. It was being held at his property in Hollywood. Well, this should be fun.

“I guess we’ll see you all there.” Daniel stated, earning a cheer of goodbyes from the rest of you as him and Rachel walked off.

“I better head off too,” You smiled, leaving Michael and Christain behind you as you strolled towards the door, continuing to read over your letter. The handwritten note occupied so much of your thought, that you’d forgotten to look where you were walking. All of a sudden, you were stumbling straight into someone's torso. The first sense to hit you was the scent, the only way you could think to describe it was the smell of the wealthy. It was an incredible cologne that you could only imagine A-listers would wear.

“Sorry, love.” His voice sung, the thick British accent very apparent. His larger hands came up to grab your shoulders, steadying your body. His grip was firm against you arms. You could feel the heat of his hands through the thin material of your shirt. You couldn’t help but notice the veins slightly bulging from his tanned forearms. You face moved up so your gaze aligned with his. Brunette curls, light brown eyes, glowing smile, a jawline that looked like it was carved from stone.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was walking.” You awkwardly laughed as Toms taller frame stood right in front of you. Do not freak out.

“Don’t worry about it.” He responded, “I was meaning to come meet you earlier, but I got a little caught up. I’m Tom, by the way.” He added, his grin not leaving his face. Yea, I fucking know.

“It’s nice to meet you, I’m (Y/N).” You replied, politely.

“Yea, I’m actually a bit of a fan. I’ve seen some of your work in the past, I’m really glad you got this role.” He added.

“Oh, wow. I thought we we’re going to play it cool, but I’m a huge fan of yours too. I love all the Marvel stuff.” You broke out of your ‘big-time actor’ persona. He chuckled at your comment.

“I see you got an invite, too.” He pointed down at your letter, holding his in his hand too.

“Oh yea. Have you ever done this sort of thing before? Like this whole dinner with the cast thing?”

“Yea, a few times actually. Robert Downey Jr loved doing this stuff for the Marvel cast.” He returned, “with the directors, and the crew and everyone.”

“Right, well I’ve never done all this before. It’s pretty crazy.”

“Yea, I know. The cast of this movie is fucking insane. I’ve never seen so many stars in one room, honestly.” Tom acknowledged. “You seem like you’re holding it all together pretty well.”

“No, I’m just a really good actor, internally I’m absolutely freaking out.” You stated in a joking manner, earning a laugh from Tom. I mean, it’s true.

“That’s great practice for the film them.” He replied, his eyes looking deeper into yours. You could almost feel your knees turning to jelly.

“I’m so sorry to leave you stranded like this, but I really need to get back to my hotel and sort my shit out for this dinner tonight.” You spoke, truthfully.

“Oh, yea. I should probably go do the same. I guess I’ll see you there.”

“Yes, you will. It was really nice to meet you, Tom.” You expressed, your hand moving to rest against his bicep as you cocked your head with a smile. He returned the good-bye and you waltzed out of the stage. Your heart was pumping in your throat and you had to bite down on your lip to suppress your awfully huge grin. Maybe this wasn’t going to be so bad.

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Letting Out All My Feelings About Leona's Extended Arc (The Rebel of the Wilderness and Break & Gosh)

I think I'm going to think hard and reflect on why Break & Gosh is way harder to write than Jonah Argentum's Declassified Boarding School Survival Guide.

I blame Leona for this.

(I'll be referring the canon plot as Heartslabyul Arc and Savanaclaw Arc while the fanfic adaptation as The Crimson Tyrant and The Rebel of the Wilderness)

Because this is long, I’ll be cutting it here.

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WHY FILLER ARC?

I guess we can start with why I write filler arc. In the beginning, it served as a bridge between two canon arcs and a way to even my chapter count so it can end at 5 and starts with 6, or end with 0 and start with 1. It actually helps me in editing.

The Crimson Tyrant has 20 episodes (the arc ended in chapter 35), so technically I don't need a filler Arc, but I need to write something to bridge it with The Rebel of the Wilderness, thus 5 episodes of JADBSSG was made.

The Rebel of the Wilderness has 22 episodes (ending in chapter 62), so I have to make 3 or 8 filler chapters to even everything out. That was the original plan. However, B&G ended up having 15 chapters. So, I could either add another 3 chapters or take away 2. Unfortunately, I can't. Which brings us to the next point. 

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THAT ONE OVERBLOT PROBLEM

I've complained many times how I dislike the pacing of The Rebel of the Wilderness and I have issues with Savanaclaw Arc, especially during the ending. I know some people think, especially after Scarabia Arc, that Ruggie should've been the one who overblotted. During the story, it was Ruggie who used magic the most, not Leona. But instead, it was Leona, who only used his magic once a time in the whole arc, who overblotted.

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Let's look at the other victim overusing their magic before their overblot:

Riddle: We've seen him using [Off With Your Head] a lot across three arcs (prologue, Heartslabyul, and Savanaclaw). We've seen him collared Grim, Ace, Deuce, and nearly all the entire students.

Azul: He made deals with more than 200 students in Octavinelle Arc alone, including MC themselves. And during his breakdown he overused his magic to steal all the student's power without his contract, implying that he extend his power even more.

Jamil: Counting how many times Kalim's mood swings went and how he hypnotized MC, Azul, and Scarabia students. While we don't see this much, but it's safe to say that Jamil overused his power too.

Can I also added that these three characters had been doing this for a long time, way before the canon story start?

As a bonus, let's look at Ruggie:

We were shown how the incidents happened, we knew how many victims, we saw the stampede, we saw Ruggie drank an amplifier to raised his magic. It's safe to say that Ruggie used his magic a lot.

Compare all four with Leona, who only uses his [King’s Roar] once in the whole arc. You can see how disappointed some fans are for the lack of magic usage.

You can argue that his power is a One Turn Kill type, but that would imply that he overused his magic in one turn. Leona, being one of the oldest students in the student roster, can't control his magic in one attack? Sounds unlikely.

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But, I remember I had a conversation with that negative emotion also causes overblot. And I agree with this. However, I added that negative emotion and overusing power go hand-in-hand.

Riddle anger at Ace's speech and protest of not following the rule. What happened after that was Riddle collating every Heartslabyul student.

Azul, who is frustrated when Leona ruined his contract, in a desperate measure, stole every power of the students there.

Jamil and his jealousy with Kalim and how kept holding back his true potential before breaking down and hypnotized everyone into his slave.

Leona had been frustrated with being compared to Farena and his failed plan to eliminate Diasomnia, leading him to unleash his unique magic for the first time.

Even Ruggie. He had the potential to fell into despair. Leona kept raising his hope that this Magishift might be his chance to go to the big league, only for that hope to be crushed when Leona gave up. If the creator wants, they could make Ruggie suddenly unleash his power and attacking everyone for being betrayed.

While, yes, I do feel Leona's negative emotions have stronger reasoning, but Ruggie also had a reason to fall into despair and had high usage of magic than Leona. He was the perfect candidate for overblot.

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Why am I explaining this thing that all of you probably had known? Because, during The Rebel of the Wilderness, I kept trying to slip in every little chance for Leona to use his unique magic. Which mean, The Rebel of the Wilderness has more battle scene than The Crimson Tyrant.

In the end, I managed to slip in [King's Roar] in four accidents:

The sudden sandstorm during the flight practice (not a battle scene)

Jonah vs Leona one-sided Magishift

The stampede

Pre-Overblot battle

This is still considered little compare to what Ruggie did offscreen, but this is enough for the reader to know at least Leona uses his magic before the big overblot battle.

I'm not done yet!

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EARN YOUR "HAPPY" ENDING

Once we're done with that overblot problem, we have to talk about the whole aftermath. Because this ending is the main reason we have pacing issues.

First, let's look at Heartslabyul Arc. After Riddle's overblot and Ace demanded a Revenge Unbirthday, Riddle was shown to be taken to the infirmary by Trey. A few days later, the Revenge Birthday Party happened.

See this? There's a small few days gap between the overblot incident and the finale for the kids to recover and to think about his action, even have time for Riddle making that salty tart.

Now let's see Savanaclaw Arc. After Leona overblot, Crowley wanted to disqualify Savanaclaw from the match, but the Victim Club requested to keep the team. The Magishift then happened, Yuu got hit with a disk, wine up in the infirmary, and met Cheka.

You see something? The ending of Savanaclaw Arc happened on the same day of the overblot sequence. Which means, these kids didn't get a chance to rest. Leona never had a chance to think about the action. Ruggie didn't get help for his scar from Leona's power. And overall you basically overworked these kids!

You can argue that these kids are tough, but are you also saying that it's okay for Ruggie, who was threatened to turn into sand, to not get help? For Leona to take a break after overbloting?

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Can I also add that Leona flashback felt so rushed? Let's see the others' overblot flashback:

Riddle's flashback has five scenes in between monologues (1-28):

His birthday

Him studying with his mother

Meeting Trey and Chenya

Little kids��� strawberry tart discussion

His mom got angry.

Azul's flashback has four scenes in between monologues (3-34):

Two bullying scenes

First meeting with Floyd and Jade

Azul revealing his unique magic for the first time.

Jamil has the most with six scenes and probably more if you count every Kalim’s appearance in there (4-36):

Jamil got scolded for denying Kalim's request

Jamil's parent telling him to purposely hold back

Kamil kept "winning" in a few scenes

Kalim being chosen as the Scarabia Prefect and Jamil discussing this with Crowley

Two scenes of Kalim trusting Jamil

As for Leona (2-27):

The servant talking behind his back

Leona and Farena's argument.

Two. Leona has two flashback scenes. Leona flashback has more "tell" than "show"! Not to mention, this flashback only happens half of the episode! The other half was the overblot aftermath when Crowley was about to disqualify Savanaclaw Team. Why are they holding back? Why they only give so little about Leona's childhood?

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THE REBEL OF THE WILDERNESS PACING ISSUE

Because of me trying to add more of Leona using the power and fixing the ending, The Rebel of the Wilderness experienced more changes in its structure. I kept on cutting chapter into two and adding battles in the middle of the plot, and, for those who read my adaptation, the ending of The Rebel of the Wilderness is completely different from Savanaclaw Arc. Compare to Savanaclaw Arc's happy ending, The Rebel of the Wilderness can be considered as a bad ending. Leona wasn't able to join in the Magishift because he was unconscious post-overblot, so he could only watch the match from TV/magic mirror. Ruggie, who was spared from disintegrating, lead the team but still lose. And this is the last time we see Jonah with both of his real hand. Also, instead of Cheka, Farena was the one who talked to Leona, and it ended up with both of them arguing. Overall, it was a downer ending.

Another reason why this was hard to adapt was that I kept messing around the scenes to make the plot flow better.

This is the order of event in Savanaclaw Arc:

Cafeteria incident with Ruggie stealing Grim's sandwich

Overblot + Magishift explanation

Prefect Meeting regarding Magishift + first incidents

The Ramshackle Ghost introducing to Grim on how to play Magishift

Crowley asking Grim and MC on investigating the incidents

Heartslabyul + Pomefiore interview

Visiting Trey + teaming up with Heartslbyul squad

Scouting Rook, the Leech twin, and Jack

Magishift mock battle versus Leona

Malleus' first introduction

Interviewing Jamil and Kalim

Ruggie chase

Teamed up with Jack

The stampede

Pre-overblot battle

Overblot battle + Leona's flashback

The Victim Club stopping Crowley from disqualifying Savanaclaw

Magishift battle

Cheka’s appearance in the infirmary

Grim eating more rock

Mickey’s appearance

And these are the exact scenes what happened in The Rebel of the Wilderness (also in JADBSSG and B&G):

Overblot + Magishift explanation (Chapter 36 & 39 of JADBSSG)

Prefect Meeting regarding Magishift + first incidents (the first chapter in The Rebel of the Wilderness)

Cafeteria incident with Ruggie stealing Grim's sandwich

Visiting Trey + teaming up with Heartslbyul squad

Crowley asking Grim and MC on investigating the incidents

Heartslabyul + Pomefiore interview

Scouting Rook, the Leech twin, and Jack

Magishift mock battle vs Leona

Malleus' first introduction

Interviewing Jamil and Kalim

Ruggie chase

Teamed up with Jack

The Victim Club stopping Crowley from disqualifying Savanaclaw

The stampede

Pre-overblot battle

Overblot battle + Leona's flashback

Cheka’s appearance in the infirmary (last chapter in The Rebel of the Wilderness)

Mickey’s appearance (Chapter 64 of B&G)

Grim eating more rock (Chapter 67 of B&G)

The Ramshackle Ghost introducing to Grim on how to play Magishift (CHapter 74 chapter of B&G)

Magishift battle (last chapter in B&G)

This also doesn't count the small changes in them, like how the Magishift mock battle happened or Farena's appearance.

However, with me changing these scene order, plus the built-up relationship in previous chapters, many reasoning that happened in this Arc change from canon:

Crowley's explanation about the overblot came way earlier than canon because I feel like this is a very important thing so he could delay from telling them. We don't know how long between Heartslabyul Arc and Savanaclaw Arc, but I assume it was weeks after the Heartslabyul Finale. What's the delay Crowley

Instead of hearing this from Crowley, Jonah hears about the Magishift from Riddle to further their relationship post-oveblot. Not only that, here Jonah was invited to the Prefect Meeting unlike in the canon.

Speaking of Prefect Meeting, I have two instead of one. The first one to establish Jonah equal position as Prefect with the others and to set up of Azul being the Magishift head committee, while the second went just like canon but with Jonah/MC attending that.

In Savanaclaw Arc, Crowley asked the MC to investigate. MC and Grim interviewed the Heartslabyul and Pomefiore victims first before hearing that Trey got injured and teamed up with the Heartslabyul squad. However, in the fanfic adaptation, Jonah and Grim heard about Trey's fall first then meeting Crowley about the investigation along with Riddle. By switching these, it felt like Riddle was the one having the idea to do the investigation instead if Crowley thrusting the responsibility to MC. I just want to show how Riddle had grown into a more caring good friend since he's taking the matter more personally as Trey's childhood friend first before his prefect responsibilities.

Not technically a change in scene orders, but because Jonah has a closer relationship to the Octavinelle Trio rather than the MC, the way the trio acts here were different from canon. Most notably, was the Azul declined to help Leona, forcing Leona to use his Unique Magic to caused confusion in the parade and letting Ruggie control fewer people without an amplifier.

The appearance of the Victim Club to Crowley happened off-screen but presented in a flashback instead of at the end of the Overblot battle because you know how much changes happen beyond that.

Both the Magishift practice and the actual match happens in the filler Arc instead of in the main arc, mostly because I want this to happen when everything is more stable between Leona and Jonah.

So many reasoning, but all of them are connected to Break & Gosh

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WHEN YOU REALIZED YOUR FILLER ARC IS NOT TECHNICALLY A FILLER

According to TV Trope (my source of knowledge), filler episodes are entries in a generally continuous serial that are unrelated to the main plot, don't significantly alter the relations between the characters, and generally serve only to take up space. This could be considered Padding (the addition of scenes to lengthen a story) applied to a whole franchise by creating a brand new episode.

I call JADBSSG and B&G as 'filler arc' is because it's original from me to fill the time gap between the main arc for a reasonable pace. However, I also realized that nearly all of my filler episodes have some purpose for the plot with important plot points that it's impossible to take them out.

This includes:

Overblot explanation (36)

Magishift explanation (39)

Monstro Lounge's 'Sunday Supreme' program (40)

Jonah's new arm (63-64)

Jonah's inability to drink potions (63)

Jonah's birthday (70)

An explanation for Ruggie's loyalty (65)

Leona's therapy (72-73)

Leona's past (72-73)

Ruggie's past (65, 73)

Magic System explanation (75)

Magishift gameplay (74)

Hints about whatever Crowley had been doing with the overblot news (65, 66, 74)

Ramshackle lore (74)

Disney movies dreams (64, 66)

Not only that, some filler episode Mark's the first time characters ever interact with each other:

Jonah and Epel (38)

The Board Game Club (37, 69, 70)

Ace-Deuce and Silver-Lilia (63)

Lilia with the Golden Trio (63, 67)

Heartslabyul and Octavinelle (75, 76)

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However, this is even harder during B&G rather than JADBSSG and not only because B&G is trice the length of JADBSSG.

In JADBSSG, while it may be just a collection of one-shots, but there are some chapters that are connected with each other, which are 37, 39, and 40. Meanwhile, chapter 36 and 38 can stand on their own. So, I can actually change those two chapters in whatever order I can or even slip it in between the three-chapters, but I can't rearrange those three main.

However, you can't do this with B&G. You can't take away a chapter in B&G without making it awkward in the flow. Each chapter in B&G is connected in that certain order. You can't have Leona's Therapy (72-73) at the beginning of the Arc, because we need to address the Overblot aftermath damage (63-66) The Halloween chapters (67-71) can't happen after the Magishift Rematch (74-77), because we need Jonah and Leona to mend their relationship first in the therapy. You see, what I mean?

Heck, I can even consider B&G is part of The Rebel of the Wilderness because we haven't got that therapy and Magishift match until the end of the filler arc.

But in the end, I can't delete both filler arc because both of them have important plot points that will affect the main arc.

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END OF RAMBLING

Writing Break & Gosh was an experience. It was my first time writing sports scenes, but you can also call this the first time writing a full-fledge Arc. I'm still salty about my update schedule and how I kept changing the arc length, but it was certainly something. And despite all my rambling and nitpicking, I still like Break & Gosh.

The next filler arc is probably more lighthearted than Break & Gosh, probably in the same tone as Jonah Argentum's Declassified Boarding School Survival Guide, since it will be a Christmas special but also mark the point where I fully diverge in canon (related to Scarabia Arc, Happy Beans Day, and Fairy Gala). The Merchant of the Deep Sea will be the last time I'll follow canon in terms of the timeline.

I also want to say thank you to all who still sticking around after that mess of an arc. I tried my best to give Leona the therapy he deserved, but I'm still not sure whether I succeed or not. I'll let you decide whether this is a good arc or not.

Also while you at it, with filler arc you like better? Jonah Argentum's Declassified Boarding School Survival Guide or Break & Gosh? And which episode from the arc you like the best?

[stuckasmain]

I still don’t think your ready for it, but here’s my Batb Cruise show review:

Yes you read the title completely right, I was made aware of this a day or two ago but apparently one of the Disney Cruises is doing/did beauty and the beast the musical but based upon the live action movie. So naturally a massive fan of the live action I was both shocked and wildly confused, lucky for me I found a video on the entire performance(likely taken from a cruise tv.) from what I skimmed over it looks like instead of full body suits to look like they are it’s going to be regular (human outfits.) and then puppets, so I am Really really interested to see how this goes.

The timing is a little off we skip the prologue (Aria etc.) and start straight in How does a moment last forever... are they placing Belle after it? It was before in the movie. Wait oh my god he’s also narrator- it is the prologue! Pulled a sneaky one on ya.

•Adams dramatic sassy hand movements are my entire life (no dance just this art right here.)

•The enchantress looks straight outa Atlantis but I LOVE the effects used omllll

• MARIE THE BAGUETTES.

•who needs her when you’ve got us (LE DUO OMG- it’s the thing.)

•from what I’m seeing it’s a combination of both the animated and live action, as some lyrics/moments are the animated , like Lefou reverted back to his original sorta idiot phase.

•met HER saw HER *kick* we stan.

•Lefou just waving his bag in the girls face. Legend lmao.

•a LOT more comedy then the movie. When Gaston drops the Boquet Lefou picks it up and smells it and just melts all cute like. My heart?

•”keep moving old legs.”

•Gaston is also a lot more like the animated, more dumbed down for comedic effect.

•so there’s no Philippe so some dudes took her dads wagon. That’s how jumanji started you know smh.

•PUPPETS IM SCREAMING.

Lumire looks like he’s absolutely losing his mind I’m deadddd. Also Cogsworth’s wig is my entire life.

• ok so the beasts voice- he sounds like a Pirate I’m crying “ee stole me rose matey.”

•belle straight up using the stick like a musket

•OML SO I NOW SEE THE EYES ON THE PUPPET AND IM LOSING MY DAMN MIND.

•storage space! Storage space! For all of Lumiere’s shoes! His shoes yes he had a feel large collection of shoes- he rather likes Heels-

Cogsworth.

What?

Stop talking.

•while my love massages my tight caves.

I’ll massage your caves Gaston!

Who has no one snatched you up yet? (He didn’t say girl :0)

•everyones awed and inspired by au

Gaston placing a hand to his chest.

•Gaston kissing his own portait, no bimbettes Lefou sings their line, no Tom , Dick or stanley that I can see either

•they all start russian dancing instead of the stopping/sword fight. Weird flex but ok.

Now the girls are... is that the cancan?

•Fun cult activity’s with friends

•lefou dreamily gasping over gaston along with the women.

•WHERED THE UKALELE COME FROM?!

• they kept my favorite line :)

•So Gaston has the French flag now? Also Maurice runs in automatically? Damn there goes pacing i guess- like aren’t they supposed to be together for at least awhile before going after her jeez

•why’s every single woman in this show use a super high pitched cutesy voice “YeAaA!” Is the audience one year olds and dogs???

•Gaston was a captain :0 Damn high rank.

•or a Budae *laughing* *distant roar* *s c r e a m *

•Madame de Garderobe has me screaming lmaoooo

•Mrs.Potts was a governess? Wack.

•ok so I cant describe the noise i made

L: OH YES! Darling

P: high pitched giggling.

The stage is still black and I can’t breathe-

They were definitely- whatever the equivalent would be of making out

•This plan is uh Dangerous~

I’m-I’m gay for the featherduster. This is not allowed. THEY ARE SO CUTE I CANNOT FUNCTION.

*more adorable couple giggling*

Cogsworth coughing

•food fashion show.. I cannot... I can’t function.

•Lumiere being dramatic:

Coggsworth: if i had hands, I’d slap you.

•*Whispers*Skin.

That’s- that’s not creepy at all lmao.

C’Est LA SALADE I CANT BREATHE WHATS HAPPENING.

•you lost me 2 verses ago now there’s cheese

•no one:

Plumette giggling and calling out everything:

•HOW IS MADAME DOWNSTAIRS IM SO CONFUSED

•OWWWWWWWWEWWWWWWWWWWW.

That hurts.

•ok so Mrs. Potts being a governess in this version now makes sense as she’s the one to start days in the sun instead of the queen/little Adam

•So Candenza is completely gone from this version????? So Lumierè and Plumette get both love lines from the song. Their still busy being cute as hell tho. (Does this imply their also singers? Pretty sure their still just footman/maid.)

•cogsworth now has Mrs.Potts lines but his voice is great.

•instead of soup it’s tea he I N H A L E and belle looks SO done lmao. Also no library?

•oh jeez yea no library just straight into something there.

•oh so the library is now IN something there, alright.

•Adam just DECKS Lumiere. Idk what that was about lmao - showing he’s nice now by uppercutting a candlestick across the room.

• BELLE:D this dork-

•Hes making jokes now.

•SWORDS. FIGHTING.

•”we love you.” But... everyone is still all-

Ok so either Mrs.Potts is a massive liar or they don’t count

•the dress is low key just as underwhelming as in the film

• Adam is trying *SHOVES CHAMPAGNE IN FACE*

•Plumette keeps running on and off stage idk what that’s about.

•the danceeeee

•Adam keeps talking about his mom

•no evermore ;-; my favorite song and it’s gone for a 5 second day’s in the sun reprise.

I’m wounded.

•belle casually taking a dudes knife to cut them free

•I feel like the mob song is cute down a lot, also Lumiere comes in sliding on his knees. Respect.

•”Gaston help.” Is kinda like nothing now as they have been so comedic. I feel nothing.

•i like the way they executed the final fight (beast/Gaston as servents vs the villages was literally nothing.)

•Lumiere sliding in on his knees again *French accent*YAAAAAAS

•ok so the death scene still hurts me like a truck.

Lumire: guys we did it :)

*literally watches the love of his life, his best friend and other friends die(yes it’s technically death.)*

Everyone steps away from the puppet and turns around, the lighting goes dark I’m - ;-;

•the prince is low key better in the suit the guy playing him is uhhhhhhhh I know the whole point is to look past Appearance but who’s dad is this?

•I’m absolutely SCREAMING. Instead of the dramatic one by one they all pop up together and collectively go :00000 what?! Whoa!

•Lumiere and Plumette low key not even a “hi.” Just kiss and start dancing. Mood.

•Ballet attack part 2 and middle aged prince returns.

•No chip or Madame at the end either! :0

•oh wait here’s chip!

Cogsworth melting in the background is me

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬/𝐏𝗼𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐬

so as I’ve said it’s like a mash up of the original and the remake with some of the choices it makes, I think it really makes or breaks some of the characters.

Lefou/Gaston-

Both of them fell back more into their Cartoon counterparts of : here to be the bad guy, here to be funny. Both of them become so overly comedic that you wouldn’t be able to tell who’s line was whos if you were shown them without being told. I think , funny as they were it negatively effected their character’s. Same case with the beast he definitely became more comedic if anything at all.

Lumierè/Cogsworth/Plumette-

These guys I think are the opposite. I think having a slight bit more of the animated made both banter and flirting hike it’s way up. Cogsworth and Lumierè were more showy in their banter , while Lumierè and Plumette were much more loud and showy with banter. Also the accents are art. Mrs. Potts was there to be the mother like figure and not given much of herself

Rip to chip who had like 4 lines and didn’t even show up to seconds before curtain. Also Madame de Garderobe who was there to be a good singer and nothing more as she lost her whole arc.Rip to Cadenza, Frou frou , Chapu and Philippe for being written out all together.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬/𝐭𝐡𝗼𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

As I’ve said the changes either make or break some moments, like adding a overwhelming amount of comedy like the og movie. As funny as it was it did not have that same weight/gravity the remake did in its more serious/emotional scenes like the death/human again scenes I felt little here and Gaston betraying Lefou. As well as having the more serious/soft songs as the remake really backfired with so much comedy, and not even the more Witty subtle humor of the movie. Funny, but odd as character choice

So I know you had to cut it down a lot in order to fit it on stage however, nessisary parts or songs (evermore ;-;) were completely excluded likely do to the slightly unessisary over extension of dance numbers in Gaston(that didn’t need it) and Be our guest. Which could have been time better spent.

The servants are the absolute saving grace of this musical. The costumes! Oh!(again cogsworths wig is my life.) the humor! The acting, the singing, the relationships- all of it- all of it. They carry the entire thing, and if I’m honest it’s mainly Lumierè, Cogsworth and Plumette, occasionally Mrs. Potts if you stretch.

[jam-is-my-food]

manuscript search tag ( again )

ty for the tags @loch-nessie-official and @mintyvolt!! ( yes. both of them. again. ) this time i’m going to search all the words in both manuscripts i have and include whichever got results. let’s go~

future reffy here: for some reason most of my words ended up being in Two Years Dead and Still Going Strong. this was not intentional. anyway.

words ( from my best bitch to bitch about bitchier bitches with ): shake, gasp, heart, shatter, fall

shake ( 1 result )

story: survivor.

[ retracted because spoilers ]

shake ( 1 result )

story: Two Years Dead and Still Going Strong

Lucinda felt a spark of hatred ignite in her gut; she opened her mouth, though to say what she wasn’t sure, but was interrupted by Millicent. The child had climbed rather daringly over the fallen door and was now at the foot of her chair, looking up at her with a mix of fear and excitement. “Hi,” she said shyly.

“Hello,” Lucinda replied stiffly.

“What’s your name?” She gave a small, angelic smile. “I’m Miwwie.”

“Lucinda Yarbush,” Lucinda said irritably, putting out a hand for the girl to shake.

Millicent stared at Lucinda’s hand, awed, before slowly clutching it with her tiny fingers. “I’m Miwwie,” she said again.

“So we’ve covered,” Lucinda snapped.

( you better be stanning millie right now, that’s all i’m going to say )

gasp ( 5 results )

story: Two Years Dead and Still Going Strong

Lucinda snapped. “Cel, malsit!” She immediately regretted it; it was a foolish thing to curse at a spell, even if all you said was “faster, damn it,” even if the spell in question was a young, docile, rather harmless thing. And she was lucky it was, because the spell simply gasped a little and hurried to do her bidding, speeding the journey up triplefold, so that the six feet or so of dirt spat out two old corpses and a quilt-patched cat just as the dirt around it collapsed.

heart ( 4 results )

story: Two Years Dead and Still Going Strong

Lucinda knew her grave inscription by heart. Lucinda Yarbush: Wickedest of them all. She had decided on it decades before she had actually died: when she was 80, she believed, and had been sent a form by mail to fill out in case of decease. She still believed Marya had intercepted it and laced the envelope with poison. The joke was on her, then; Lucinda never touched anything without chanting rep venen under her breath. As soon as the envelope had turned lavender, she’d brought out her cane and dragged the letter out with that, fully prepared to throw the both of them in the fire if the letter had tested positive for the poison as well. As it turned out, it hadn’t, and she had slaughtered Marya the next day anyway. (It was rather a shame, as Marya had become a talented sorceress, but it had to be done; her great-niece was getting simply too full of herself.)

( yessir we got our first paragraph not counting the prologue right here hehehee )

shatter ( 0 results )

stories: both

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fall ( 1 result )

story: survivor.

Ana falls

( this is from my spoiler section so i literally cannot say more than that )

fall ( 1 result )

story: Two Years Dead and Still Going Strong

“Who are you?” Lucinda asked bluntly, slowly propping herself up on the side of her coffin. She glanced upwards to make sure no more dirt would fall on her face, then looked back at the woman.

now for my daughter’s tag... words: curse, deign, low, ruin, shit

curse ( 6 results )

story: Two Years Dead and Still Going Strong

With plenty of time and nothing much to do, Lucinda had decided to go ahead and spell Robbie, even if he hadn’t put Comic Sans on her gravestone. There was still the small matter of him having killed her, which she fully believed warranted a curse or two. (Especially since he had thought he was extinguishing her spirit.) So there the sorceress was, sitting in a rather uncomfortable coffin, eyes closed and wrists facing up, chanting mal sensi and cackling every so often. It would probably have been highly disconcerting to anyone who’d have seen it, but as far as Lucinda was concerned, she was utterly and completely alone.

And, to be fair, she was. Until Bertha slid into her coffin.

deign ( 0 results )

stories: both

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low ( 4 results )

story: survivor.

I hadn’t realized until this moment, my legs swinging off of my bed and the remnants of that stupid fucking voice memo hanging in the air, how empty I am. Hollow.

I’m gonna die of laughter someday. Everything, a joke. Until it isn’t.

I think I’d be hurling my phone across the room if I wasn’t so goddamned tired.

( not technically ‘ low ‘ but yk it came up )

low ( 2 results )

story: Two Years Dead and Still Going Strong

Before Lucinda could contemplate what this meant, Bernard let out a low growl. “Someone has been here recently,” he hissed, nodding to a trail of light, appearingly fresh footprints that led up to the door of the hut. “I thought I smelled something different.”

ruin ( 3 results )

story: survivor.

I heard my mother talking to the doctors. She thinks I’m in shock. Numb. I’m not numb. I feel everything, so acutely. Too acutely.

No, I am not numb. I am angry. I want - need - to find who did this, to scream at them because they ruined EVERYTHING. I want to hurt them. The way they hurt me. The way they hurt Ana.

shit ( 3 results )

story: survivor.

When you witness a murder you should remember what happens, right?

I should. I don’t know why I don’t. I don’t know why I can’t.

They say, selective memory loss. Trauma.

I say, bullshit.

Ana is dead. And I am going to murder her killer.

words for people tagged: pain, blur, slip, glance, laugh

tags: anyone who sees this, i’m too lazy to think of people

[omgbigfluffwriting]

Twice In A Lifetime Prologue: Day 0

I was excited at the information Dawson had given me. Since Penelope Garcia was leaving the BAU to start afresh, they needed a new technical analyst and since my skills nearly matched Garcia’s, Emily had asked for me to be transferred. Not only would I'd be helping Emily Prentiss’s team, I also would be helping Jack Garrett’s team.

The brass had investigated Barnes’s prior decision to close down the IRT and found her decision very unacceptable, contacting the former members of the IRT with offers of team reinstatement. Everyone except Matt Simmons accepted.

Matt felt his talents were better utilized by the BAU and so Jack was looking for his replacement while Emily had found Garcia's replacement in me.

It was kind of funny bumping into Garcia as she was leaving. “You’re our new technical analyst?” She squeaked. I nodded. “Then I don’t have to worry about my family, since they’ll be in good hands. Especially 187.”

“Who’s 187?” I asked, confused over Garcia’s nicknames. Garcia laughed.

"By 187, I mean our resident genius, Dr. Spencer Reid.” Garcia explained. “Anyway, good luck!” Garcia hurried away, leaving me to frown. I shook my head and headed to Garcia’s old office to set up. I barely had time to set up my new office the way I liked it when someone cleared their throat.

“Sorry.” Emily Prentiss said. “When you’re ready, please come to the conference room. Everyone’s waiting to meet you.”

“In that case, I’m ready to come now.” I informed Prentiss and fell into step beside the unit chief.

“I think you already know one of my agents, Dr. Spencer Reid?” Emily said. I nodded. Spencer Reid had been my childhood sweetheart and currently was my boyfriend.

“We’ve known each other since practically the cradle.” I replied.

“Then that explains why Garcia kept teasing him yesterday at her farewell party.” Prentiss said dryly. “About you, apparently.” I blushed as Prentiss led me into the conference room. “This is our new technical analyst, Gabriella Rosenthal.”

Everyone said ‘hi’ to me at once. I wondered if Reid would say anything about our relationship. It was unlikely, however.

“We have a case.” Emily started, motioning to me to sit by Spencer. “Remember the marionette case?” Spencer made a clearing of his throat. “No, we don’t need a by-play of the case, Reid. I do not want our new technical analyst scared off.” I smiled at that. “Instead of marionettes, this unsub has been kidnapping law enforcement officials and somehow turning them into babies.”

“What the fudge?” Alvez suddenly said. Though it was appropriate for work, Emily shot him a reproving glance.

“Since this is a missing persons/child report, I have decided to take the case and have our new technical analyst go with us.” I looked up in shock. “Sorry to have you travel with us on your first day, but it can’t be helped.” the unit chief added.

“No, it’s okay.” I said.

—

On the plane, I sat next to Spencer. “I saw you blush as you came in.” My boyfriend told me without taking his eyes off the file in front of him.

“Prentiss mentioned Garcia teasing you last night.” I remarked. “About me.” My boyfriend looked up from the file he held.

“It wasn’t specifically about you. She just said 'I wonder if the new analyst is unattached. Perhaps you could go out with her.’ I told her it was unlikely since a. Inter-team relationships are frowned upon and b. I already had a girlfriend.” I laughed.

“It sounds like you weren’t expecting me to be the new analyst.” I said.

“I wasn’t prepared, no.” My boyfriend mildly answered. “I did make Emily aware of our relationship before we got on the jet.”

“And?” I started.

“Keep it professional during work hours.” Emily stated as she went past. “Reid deserves someone special after the hell he went through at Millburn.”

“Got it loud and clear, Chief. No display of affection until after hours.” I said. Emily nodded.

“And there’s no fraternization policy. The brass threatened me with instituting it but nothing ever came of it.” Rossi added. “Just be professional.”

–

Prentiss assigned Spencer and I the task of getting the local PD up to speed. This apparently meant helping Reid as he was working on victimology. “This feels like a bad Alfred Hitchcock movie.” I mumbled as she set up the cork board.

“Actually, it’s more like a bad Stephen King novel.” Her boyfriend commented as he worked on geography. “The marionette case was more of a bad Alfred Hitchcock movie.” I rolled my eyes at him. “Oh, that was sarcasm?” He muttered. I nodded. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay.” I said. “Emily didn’t seem surprised that we were together.”

“Emily doesn’t miss much, that’s why Hotch, our previous unit chief got her promoted before he left. Rossi didn’t want the position because of paperwork.” Spencer recalled. I smiled at that.

“Agent Rosenthal, Prentiss said she wanted to see you.” A police officer said to me. Spencer looked suspicious for a few minutes but waved a hand, showing me that he could obviously finish the rest.

“I’ve got the rest Gabby.” He murmured reassuringly. I gave him a quick nod and followed the police officer reluctantly outside.

—

“I don’t see Prentiss out…” I didn’t finish my sentence because the man pressed a cloth soaked in… oh God, this was the unsub. He was pressing a cloth soaked in chloroform to my nose. I passed out immediately.

When I awoke later, I saw that I was strapped to a table while my captor was intently staring at an ultrasound screen. “What are you going to do, kill me?” I asked, not seeing the umbilical cords on the screen because of my anger.

“Oh no, Rosenthal.” The unsub said dryly as he chuckled. “You’re perfect.” The cadence of his voice confused me. It sounded exactly like my boyfriend’s when they were on the clock.

“Spencer, you’ve gone insane. You’ve never once hinted to me that you were into bondage.” I chided softly.

“That’s because I’m not Spencer.” The unsub said and turned around to show me an identical form to my boyfriend.

“What do you want me for?” I squeaked.

“You’re the first pregnant law enforcement official that I’ve encountered.” he admitted. Then he changed the subject. “You also seem to be pretty close with Agent Reid.”

“It’s Doctor Reid, asshole.” I said.

“Tsk tsk…language, Agent…. but what is he exactly to you?”

“My boyfriend.” I admitted. The unsub nodded thoughtfully. “He will find me!” The unsub then shook his head.

“No, he won’t. My brother’s babies will be long gone and you’ll be in love with me and carrying mine by the time he finds you.”

“I’m pregnant?” I asked in shock. At this, the unsub nodded. “I can’t believe it. Spencer and I had just decided to try for one. Don’t underestimate Spencer or the rest of the department.” I snarled. The unsub laughed. “Why are you doing this?”

“Quite simple really, he got to stay with our parents while Lesley and I were adopted. Here, swallow this.” He says as he picks up a tiny gray pill.

“Wait, you three are triplets?! I am no….” he shoved it into my mouth and made me swallow.

“I’ll be back.” He said as he put my now unconscious body in the crib, smiling in satisfaction as my body became smaller to fit inside the crib. “Forgot to stock up on food for your present stages.”

–

I kept watching the clock. Prentiss sure was laying into Gabby, which wasn’t like our unit chief. When Prentiss came in laughing with Rossi, Alvez and Simmons, she said after biting off her laughter, “Where’s Gabby, isn’t she supposed to be assisting you?”

“I don’t know. I thought you were chewing her out.” I said. Prentiss shook her head. She looked as guilty and worried as I felt about our technical analyst.

“That takes a lot of balls to kidnap a federal agent.” Alvez stated. Rossi nodded as he looked at me, I had been kidnapped once before.

“He didn’t give her enough time to take her purse which clearly has her phone for us to track.” Rossi observed. I was trying to hold back tears because I was afraid that the same thing would happen to Gabby that happened to Maeve.

“Actually,” Simmons grinned, “we can still track her. Alvez and I gave her a tracking necklace before she left.” I made a disapproving noise at the back of my throat. “Reid, she fits the victimology like a glove.”

“Actually, she’s the target.” Agent Garrett said, entering the precinct with Lesley. Simmons raised an eyebrow.

“Everyone, I asked him to help with this because we share a technical analyst. Everyone nodded as Emily turned to Garrett. “Jack, what do you mean by ‘she’s the target’?”  Jack nodded to Lesley.

“I’d like to introduce to you Lesley Smith-Juniment. Spencer and he are twins.” My eyes widened in shock.

“I lived in Oregon for a while and got to know Gabby very well as a teenager.”  Lesley said after clearing his throat. “Perhaps not as well as my twin but well enough.  During that time, she had a stalker. Police never found out who it was but I’ve always believed that our unsub and Gabby’s stalker are the same.”

“Thank you, Lesley. I swear to both you and Spencer, we will find her.” Lesley nodded as his brow furrowed in worry.

–

The tracking device led them to the unsub’s house where they found her clothes torn and the wrecked necklace lay atop the heap. “Well there goes my theory.” Alvez mumbled as the rest of the agents searched the unsub’s house.

All the rooms were quickly declared with a shout of “Clear!” except one. This was the room I had chosen to search. It was empty save for an ultrasound monitor, an examination table and a crib with a baby in it. Wide blue eyes stared at me.

“Clear!” I yelled, holstering my gun. The baby looked fearfully at the door and then tried to raise her chubby arms to me. I picked her up, surprised at the adult awareness in her eyes as she laid her head on my chest and started crying. When I tried handing her to JJ so I could grab the unsub’s diary, the baby gave an ear-splitting wail.

“Shh. It’s okay sweetheart.” I murmured to the baby, then asked JJ to put the unsub’s journal into an evidence bag for me. While looking the baby over, I remembered that Gabby’s birthmark was pear-shaped and the baby had the exact same birthmark on her inner thigh which was where Gabby’s was located. “I found Gabby, JJ!” I said excitedly.

“And?” JJ asked. I showed her the pear shaped birthmark on the baby’s inner thigh. “Oh my God! That totally explains why she’s clinging to you for dear life!” JJ remarked to me as I powdered and diapered the terrified infant. Then her eyes narrowed. “Wait, how did you know about her…”

“Okay, Simmons and I found everything that we’ll need to care for her!” Alvez said, holding up a diaper bag stuffed with diapers, wipes and other baby paraphernalia. Simmons held a stack of boxes containing stuff she’d need until she turned 22 years old.

“Let’s get her out of here.” Spencer said. They all nodded and left quickly.

—

“We found her.” JJ told Prentiss before I came in with the car seat holding Gabby. “Or rather Spence found her.”

“Great, is she okay?” Prentiss asked in relief.

“Um, she won’t be working for quite some time.” Alvez said, looking quite worried about their Technical Analyst.

“Hospitalization?” Prentiss asked, alarmed.

“No. Worse than that. She’s our only lead on the unsub right now and she can’t talk.” Rossi replied. “When we catch this son of a bitch, I want to interrogate them.”

“Rossi, please watch your mouth. The last thing I need is for those words or that sentence to come out of a three year old’s mouth.” I said wearily as I joined them in the police station, holding the handle to the car seat tightly.

Prentiss looked at the fussy baby. “Reid, you’re not going to tell us that Agent Rosenthal is that baby, are you?” She said.

“Emily, you’ve seen my childhood album. That is Gabriella Rosenthal at birth.” I protested.

Prentiss blinked and reached for the fussy baby. “I wouldn’t do that, Emily.” Rossi warned. “She is super attached to Reid.” Sure enough, the baby screamed again.  I picked her up and the baby once again calmed down.

“Why would she be so attached to Reid?” Emily asked.

I looked down at the baby sucking her thumb. “Because I was there during her childhood and within the last 2 years 6 months and 25 days, we’ve been dating as I told you before we got on the jet, Emily.”

The whole team blinked in surprise. “Couldn’t she go back to her parents or grandparents?” Tara asked.

“No, they’re all dead.” I said. “I will take care of her. I found the notes from the unsub. It depends on how old the person is. I’m 39, she’s 37. It’ll take over a month for her to get back up to her proper age.”

“Good thing you’ve never taken a voluntary vacation until now.” Emily deadpanned before smirking. “You’re still needing to fill out the necessary paperwork but I will approve it.”

“Thanks, Emily.” I said as Lesley approached her cautiously. “Don’t be surprised if she screams her head off, Smith-Juniment.” I warned Lesley but strangely enough, Gabby happily allowed Lesley to pick her up.

“That might be useful if the IRT stay home and we’re out on a case.” Emily pointed out.

“Anytime you need Lesley, you can borrow him, Reid, provided I know when.” Jack agreed.

—

After filling out the paperwork, Gabby was sleeping in her car seat as I drove home. Luckily, she stayed asleep.

I recalled a conversation with her a few days ago when she told me she wanted kids with me. I'd been so taken aback by the declaration that I hadn’t answered her.

'If we make it through the 37 days, I’ll give her an answer…’ I thought as I drove. Gabby woke up just as I got her home and dressed for bed.

Thankfully, Rossi had come and set up Gabby’s room with the things that she would need as a baby. He and Emily were the only ones who had a key to my apartment besides Gabby. Gabby fussed and I prepared a bottle of formula.

“You’re going to be so embarrassed over this that I have to wonder if our relationship will survive.” I murmured to Gabby. Gabby, for her part, blinked sleepily at me, her boyfriend turned father figure. I gently laid her in her crib and turned off the lights.

–

I came home expecting to hear Gabby’s furious wails but heard nothing. I hurried inside the house and to the room where I’d been keeping Gabby. I threw open the door to see the portable crib gone. I gritted my teeth. “Agent Reid, you’re messing with the wrong man!” I snarled. My partner came in. “She’s gone!”

“Hm, time for your plan B, boss?” He asked. Plan B was a long shot, but I knew that as long as Agent Reid lived, I’d never get my hands on Gabby again. Plan B meant that Gabby was lost to me. Well, at least her ova were still here unless the FBI took them as evidence… I checked my cryogenic freezer.

Relief coursed through me when I saw the seven vials of ova I’d extracted. Plan B could go on, I’d just carry the baby myself! I had the biological equipment to do so.

[dahniwitchoflight]

Alrighty, So I got through the beginning prologue of the epilogue and through the first 5 pages of Meat. 

Even though I did stream my stream of conciousness on twitch, im probbaly not gonna be posting that on youtube

Instead what I’ll be doing is writing down my thoughts and notes on tumblr after I stream each time

Speaking of, the next time I will be streaming is tomorrow April 29 at about 8pm EST for about an Hour again here: https://www.twitch.tv/dahnimae

the way my life schedule is now is I can probably do this for about an hour a day after work, so I think I can get through the epilogues quickly in nice digestible chunks

At least for Monday and Tuesday anyway, after that Ill have to make sure im not doing anything else

but anyways, here are the rough thoughts I had during the epilogue, up to the first 5 Pages of Meat:

First off, I got some thoughts from Rose about how the Heroic versus Just death system for immortals is apparently derived from an emotional value of what is “Good” or “Bad”, what is good or what is bad ultimately being derived from what someone or something “feels” is good or bad, so theres some subjectivity in that judgement, which makes sense considering how individuals are able to affect that judgement in homestuck canon, Aranea proposing her own individual morality onto the clock, as well as Caliborn just destroying the clock/idea of dividing things into good or bad

because Rose describes the system of describing what is canon or not canon or outside canon as being less emotional in nature than that of the of the god tier death clock

her exact words are “Good and bad are words that don’t mean anything, beyond a certain threshold of mortal consideration.” its not said outright but its basically implied

Speaking of, so Canon is made up of three “Pillars”

Truth

Relevance

Essentiality

now, truth is easy to distinguish from the other two, it’s the idea of reality. If something is true, that means it really happened. If something is a lie, that means it didn’t happen, or it wouldn’t happen, it does not exist.

Basically an idea of Hope versus Rage

Relevance and Essentiality are a little harder to seperate, and Rose doesn’t do much to seperate them either

but Relevance is tied to an idea of Context, it’s something that has meaning or importance to what is “currently” happening, the idea of the present conversation one is having, the current thoughts someone is thinking about, the object they are currently looking at or viewing, or just the exact point of focus of the current moment in time

something that is irrelevant is something were not looking at currently, something were not focusing on, or something that’s just not improtant or meaningful right now

basically an idea of Light versus Void

Essentiality is then an idea of a “must”, and idea, no matter when or where or how it happened. It Must have happened or it Must happen in the future. Its the one most closely tied to an idea of destiny, fate, or prerequisites for a more down to earth definition. In order to grow a plant, you MUST plant the seed.

The planting of the seed is essential to the plant ever growing in that spot, if no one plants the seed, the seed will never grow, and the plant will never exist. The plant’s entire existence depends upon that seed being planted.

something that is non essential, can still be true and relevant, the plant is a rosebush, or a tree with apples, or has green leaves versus purple leaves etc but if that exact property were to change into a different one, the core requisites of it’s existence does not change, it’s seed was still planted, it still grew into a plant. (within reason of course, but how essential something is does depend upon the context for why its essential, if its essential because its roots hold the ground together in the future allowing another event to happen, then it must be a plant with strong and deep earth fastening roots, what it is and why, is relevant to its essentiality, so the two are interwoven in a sense)

Basically an idea of Time and Space, but Rose doesn’t seperate them as neatly from Light and Void (she could have easily glossed them over into a single “importance” factor, but she didn’t)

it may be that the distinction itself is needed, but not necessarily a requisite to getting John to understand what she meant.

Essential, but not entirely Relevant to her current circumstances :)

but then she goes onto describe the different combinations of those three pillars and what they are and do

Inside Canon = It is True, it is somewhat Relevant, It is somewhat Essential

Relevance and Essentiality being treated as like percentages from 0-100%, inside canon requiring nonzero amounts for both, while Truth is more black or white, it either is True or is not True

Outside Canon = True

so the amount of relevance and essentiality can be nothing, or essentiality zero, but is must be True

and then Not Canon sort of overlaps what might have been two other categories, I guess the distinction of which doesn’t really matter for now, since were dealing with what is canon, not what isn’t canon

Not Canon = Untrue, with varying percentages of essentiality/relevance

I have my own ideas of what happens to other combos within the Homestuck mythos, theyre not complete but basically as follows:

True, Essential, Relevant (Canon Homestuck)

True, Not Essential, Relevant (Paradox Space Comics)

True, Essential, Not Relevant (Hiveswap)

True, Not Essential, Not Relevant (Outside of Canon)

Not True, Essential, Relevant (”Not Canon” = The Epilogues)

Not True, Not Essential, Relevant (”Not Canon” = Fanfiction/Audience Generated Content)

Not True, Essential, Not Relevant (”Not Canon” =  FriendSims)

Not True, Not Essential, Not Relevant (Not Homestuck)

That’s basically how I’m divvying up the majority of distinguishable homestuck aligned content into those three pillars anyway

Rose did also Call Truth the foundation for which Relevance and Essentiality can do their thing, and that did go into how in order for the Friendsims to flip from being not canon to really canon (Hiveswap) it just needs to flip the switch into True

same for Fanfiction of Homestuck/Audience generated content in general, flipping the switch into True makes the Paradox Space content, which is essentially ascended Fanfiction content

and then for things Outside of Canon, they have a tenuous position, because while as long as they remain True, they are still Canon, their Truth value remains conditional upon their values of Relevance and Essentiality, since the closer they dip into zero or negative values, the closer they drag True from flipping to Untrue.

To remain true, or better yet, to integrate into Canon proper, they need to prop up their Relevance and Essentiality values

They need to become the centre of attention, the point of current focus, and they need to have some impact on events in other parts of canon

and all who understand this also understand that characters inside the story don’t get to decide directly how relevant or essential they are to the story, the Audience (and the Author) do

Rose has the idea that the answer lies in the Audience and their expectations, and the audience’s expectations for any story boils down to: the Hero must defeat the Villain.

John is the Hero, Lord English is the Villain. John must defeat Lord English for those outside of Canon to become Canon once again. It’s self explanatory in both ways.

sidenote though, the way John must defeat Lord English is also hilariously self explanatory in both ways.

John will use the cursor Juju to defeat Lord English since it is the only thing that can defeat him. John won’t have to think about how to use it or when or where. Since the cursor Juju is essentially just a plot hole that John fills suddenly out of nowhere perfectly and with ease and immediately will solve the problem no real effort needed. 

John will defeat Lord English using the power of a literal Deus Ex Machina. (but a Deux Ex Machina that’s been symbolically hinted at being the secret weapon all along and which the audience is entirely aware will be the thing used to defeat LE it was more a matter of when then How, making it actually a Chekov’s Deus Ex Machina. And I guess the opposite nature of those two things equals out pretty nicely, The Deus Ex Machina is exactly that, an easy and simply solution to all of canon’s ills, but it feels earned instead of handed out randomly like a Chekov’s Gun would feel earned, while simply losing the difficulty of properly using a well set up Checkov’s Gun. Best of both worlds, worst of none)

But,

Different characters seem to have different thoughts on how best to solve the problem. Characters like Dirk it seems

Dirk seems to be operating under a sort of opposite position to Rose, that instead of propping up the audience’s expectations of the Hero, Dirk wants to prop up expectations of a Villain.

Though I’ve only gotten to page 5 of Meat, it seems pretty clear that Dirk’s intentions are to make either himself or Jane a Villainous character.

The reason being is because he may be aware that people can stick to stories for various reasons, including, either liking the villain a lot, or wanting the villain to Go Down. 

lots of people like Game of Thrones because of how much they hated Joffrey, I know I was that.

and so far, Lord English hasn’t actually been that much of passionately hated villain? Like that’s pretty clear to the story and characters themselves, why even go fight him? Oh because its technically necessary okay fine whatever I guess

Meanwhile, we have a figure in Homestuck that’s already a pretty untapped source of Passionate Villainy, that covers quite a lot of the bases of canon and not canon, Paradox Space, Hiveswap, Homestuck, Fanfiction, Friendsims (and I wouldn’t be passed saying probably these epilogues as well)

Doc Scratch. 

And Doc Scratch is pretty much a parallel of villainy of Lord English

Because where Lord English seems to physically embody certain characters, Doc Scratch seems to mentally embody them.

Caliborn, Equius, Gamzee and Dirk. 

and with all this talk of Ultimate Selves already happening, what happens when one small part of your ultimate self is tainted by this kind of existence? This being, this apparent ultimate villain, tainted by villainous desires, something you know should be rejected

Do you embrace it fully, and see no difference between this being and yourself, internally incorporating it into your ultimate self (Caliborn)

Do you submit that part of yourself to it? Essentially, “giving up” that part of yourself, excizing that slice of your ultimate self as “someone else’s ultimate self” and therefore cutting off it’s influence “Here have it, it’s yours if you want it”? (Equius)

Does your Soul get torn through it’s middle, split like a broken piece of glass? Half on one side, half on the other. A mirthful broken pair of ultimates. Dissociated from eachother enough to be considered seperate yet two halves of the whole, inseperable yet divided. (Gamzee)

Or do you allow “yourself” to be entirely overwritten by the other? Does one bad apple spoil the bunch? Does it infest and infect, slowly, piece by piece, cell by cell, like a virus spreading, changing, overlapping, until everything that was You, your ultimate self, your essential Being, is no longer what is was.

Will your Heart be Broken Dirk?

You make jokes about cutting pieces off yourself before it’s too late, like it’s the only solution. That piece of you is gone, it’s rotting, and it’s spreading fast. 

But you need someone else to do it for you now. Somehow, right now, you’re not building up the resolve to cut off your own head like you might have done before. Have their insidious roots taken hold in you that deeply? 

Destroy “Yourself” or be Destroyed by Yourself Dirk

But I guess it’s different when you’re just cutting off a piece of flesh representing “you” 

Are you more hesitant to cultivate or destroy your ultimate self itself? To suddenly force yourself to decide what kind of person you are? How does a computer program itself while it’s running? 

Ignorant of that fact that everyone is constantly doing that to themselves all the time with the choices they make, what they choose to do, or the kinds of people they decide to be?

People decide who they ultimately are with their own choices, they may not have access to directly fiddle with their ultimate selves as if it were a physical being under a microscope, but what most people do or what Dirk has the ability to do are functionally identical. He’s just overthinking it and getting too caught up in the pretentious philosophy of it all

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New Year’s Ramble

I’m almost a week late, but things were a bit hectic at the time and before (since I was scrambling to finish a Legacy update), and now that there’s a lull, I think it’s time I think a bit about what happened in 2019 and what could happen in 2020.

First, what happened in 2019? Let’s see...

In terms of “public/official” (公) events (as in, 135 related)... - DE Resurrection on Valentine’s Day - SC Resurrection on a random day - Discord fallout - Review count new highest record since 2017 - Review count new lowest record since 2011

In terms of “personal/private” (私) events (as in, Nicole related)... - Bridesmaid of best friend’s wedding - Pulled over for drinking and driving (I don’t drink by the way, at all) - Hit by a car in the parking lot, fracturing my knee - Discord fallout (those were personal attacks, hence it’s here too) - Blacked out in the middle of the library, causing a bit of a scene

... Hm. All of 2019 and 9 things happened of note. Interesting. ... I probably forgot a sh*tload of things that weren’t as important or major. And I don’t think individual chapter updates count as being noteworthy. A new story starting, existing story finishing or being cancelled, those are noteworthy (like how Wings and Heart started in 2018 and Destiny finished in 2018), but none of those in 2019.

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So, what’s up for 2020??

The goals are... - Kill SC - Finish Heart - ... Finishing Legacy is being VERY optimistic. I’ll have to update like 30 times for this one, and I don’t think that’s a possibility. ... But I can try?

I’m not going to hope to avoid ending up in the hospital this year, since I know for a fact that I’m going to have to go there anyways for maybe a surgery on my knee. Depends.

In terms of updated chapter count... hmm... I hope to update... - DE: 5 chapters - SC: 1 (kill) - Legacy: ... 15? - Heart: 2 (finish) - Wings: 0 - SoS: 3 (finish?)

Heh. Legacy started in 2017. If I update it 15 times in 2020, then in this year alone, I updated more chapters than the rest of the years put together (3 prologue parts + 9 chapters = 12 < 15). ... The latest chapter doesn’t count, even though it was technically updated in 2020 (January 1, 12:02 am).

So, there you have it. I’m hoping to be able to update Legacy regularly. And for that, you, the readers, will also have to do your part after reading it. Just take like 3 minutes after reading.