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лесной джаз среди разрушения 29/06 ~16:00 Lactic Acid DickShadow брÿкс Склады ЯД'а

[h1biscusgal]

Between spiderverses

(ATSV DR)

“Go back home Miles, go home, and say hi to Spidey will ya?” - Coco.

★ Full name: Chloe Lynn Jackson (Arabic name is actually Lakisha)

★ Name meaning: blooming

★ Nickname: Coco or Lola or Kisha

★ Gender: Female

★ Age: 17 going on 18

★ Sexuality: straight

★ Pronouns: She/her/hers

★ Blood type: AB+

★ Ethnicity: American Egyptian

★ Nationality: American

★ Birthday: 6th April 1982

★ Birthplace: California, Los Angles, USA

★ Zodiac: Aries

★ Current residence: Los Angles

★ Spoken language: English with an Arabic thick accent + Arabic with Egyptian dialect

★ Occupation: highschool senior student, in an undergound band

★ Mbti: ENFP

★ Good traits:

Energetic

Creative

Optimistic

Loyal

Playful spirit

Kind

Quick learner

Responsible

★ Bad traits:

Impulsiveness

Impatience

Inability to focus

Zoning out/bored easily

Overthinking

Sensitive

Clumsy

Messy (yet clean, she is just disorganized)

★ Hobbies:

Painting street art

Sketching and sticking anything to the sketchbook that she has on top of buildings

Listening to rap and rock

Feeding stray cats

Eating

★ Pet peeves:

Insulting someone else for no reason

Overly strict rules

Being told she is “too messy for a girl”

Pressuring

Being unkind towards animals

★ Soft spots:

Close friends and family, or anyone

Animals

Random act of giving her food, food in general

Affection

Hobie and Mayday

★ Phobias:

Trypanophobia (only needles on her body, not to see them randomly, just syringes)

✶ Favorite color: pink

★ Love Language: Affection + words of affirmation

★ Favorite food: brownies and traditional Egyptian warm foods

★ Favorite drink: chocolate milk

★ Admired person: Peter Parker, Tupac Shakur and her mom.

★ Favorite singer/band: Kate Bush, Tupac, Biggie, Rihanna, Eminem, Radiohead and Nirvana, Metallica and also Aaliyah, MJ, Shakira, and some Egyptian singers, Fayrouz, Shalom Harlow.

★ Intelligence level: above average, and yet somewhat dumb in common sense as a joke.

★ Father:

Name = Alvie Aaron Jackson

Ethnicity and nationality = Californian American

★ Mother:

Name = Maleeha (Mabel) Al-Sultan (Mabel Jackson)

Ethnicity and nationality = Egyptian African

★ Siblings: none

★ Relatives (only in Cali):

first of all, on my mother’s side, only mom remained in Cali and others all went home, except for my grandmother who’s still alive

Grandma Karima Al-Sultan

Uncle Charles Jackson + Aunt Olivia Jackson (nee Williams)

★ Cousins:

Name = Sasha Sky Jackson (knows about my identity)

Name = Chase Ken Jackson (knows about my identity)

★ Pets:

Name = Brutus

Species = dog

Breed = purebreed naturally pinned eared big doberman

Color = pure black with a spikey collar

Behavior = so sweet and gentle, loves new people, but is also protective and quite helps me.

Gender: male

★ S/O: Hobie Brown (EWHEFRW-)

★ World: Spiderman - Across the Spiderverse

★ Earth: earth - 8002

★ Year: 1999

★ Origin story:

just a Californian girl in early 00s, skateboards and the rise of internet, quite a time.

sweet age of 16 a couple of years ago, one eventful night where it all began, being 10 PM outside under the breezy night of L.A, sodas by the vending machine while her group talks about the latest singer on the magazine.

to idly sit there and watching the starry night by the sidewalk, unaware a creepy crawler destinated to climb up her shoulder, and thus, taking it's bite, our hero was born.

★ Spider name: Webby

★ Canon event:

the Betrayal arc, where she found out one of her closest childhood friend was directly link to the cause of such a disaster she managed to almost save herself from being killed, it was quite something seeing someone you love and protect work against you when you thought no one will.

★ Special spider abilities:

despite the normal web slingshots and whatnot, being extremely flexible is actually something she's known for, and, her silked strings of webs are durable more than a normal one, it has some strands of red in them, making it agile and sharp whenever needed, the red strands acts as a venomous paralyzing agent when activated.

★ Spider suit + appearance:

actually just an everyday clothing, low rise jeans and hibiscus tattoos on your back and neck, maybe some other places, hoop earrings and long slightly curly thick brown hair, white mask and to tribute her Egyptian heritage, the spidermask has a blue and black eyeliner around the eye part, along with a gold gem on the forehead.

for a mummified look, to wrap her arms in bandages (diy lol), a necklace and wired headphones to go, usually to wear kohl around her green eyes, moles to adorn the body and face.

★ Earth theme song: California Love - Tupac (instrumental)

"And you don't seem the lying kind

A shame that I can read your mind

And all the things that I read there

Candlelit smile that we both share

And you know I don't mean to hurt you

But you know that it means so much

And you don't even feel a thing." - Duvet, Boa

@cyb3rl0v

[satureja13]

Since Ji Ho is having his extended ingame session to give NPC Jack time to remember what happened before his death - and there's no need for everyone to hang out down in their PD - they are busy doing their work in the meantime. Jeb and Jack neglected their garden during the investigations so they took Kiyoshi with them to help.

Jack: "We will be finished in no time with this new weeding/harvesting... er... thing!" But Jeb cant hear him because this 'thing' is too loud ö.ö

Jack: "Uhm, Jeb... JEB!" Jeb: "WHAT? Oh you turned it off. What?" Jack: "It somehow ate the plant..." Jeb: "Oh no. I guess when you tell it to 'weed all' it will do just that - and weeds all. The weed and the plant... Let's do it the old fashioned way then." Jack: "But it was one of the rare plants from the muggle world you need for you potions..." Jeb: "I'll ask Francine to send me a new one. Don't worry, hm?" (Haha they didn't notice Kiyoshi's reaction to this in the background ^^')

Jack went over to the greenhouse to talk with his 'mate' Kiyoshi. It was doing them both good. Jack got more comfortable around Kiyoshi and Jack's quirky energy helped Kiyoshi rooting deeper into this world instead of drifting off into his demonic/divine realms.

This made Jack thinking. And he shared his thoughts with his good 'mate' Kiyoshi. That was another advantage (for Jack) about their current relationship. Kiyoshi was listening to him without responding - or interupting Jack ^^' They'd never spent so much time together either, since Kiyoshi always had to fulfill his duties for the Temple and the Resistance. So this helps them to get closer too. Jack: "You know, I think we got it all wrong with that 'fated mates thing'. Fate wants us to be 'mates' - and not 'lovers'. I mean, we fell in love in a rush and it went all wrong. The only other fated mates couple we know of are Ms Coombes and Dtui. Did you ever see them kiss or sharing other romantic interactions?" Kiyoshi: "No." Jack: "There you have it! What we are doing now is the right thing to do. We are just cheerful mates spending their best time together!"

Jeb came over to them: "Did he just talk?" Jack didn't even notice it in the first place: "Omg! He did! See? I was right. He's coming back! We are destined to be 'just mates'!" Jack was relieved. It would be super awkward when Kiyoshi came fully back and still had romantic feelings for him. Now they'll just have to somehow fix the relationship between Sai and Jeb and Kiyoshi and their group would be -> super fine <- again! (Heads up: all the plants resetted in a pile of dirt after we weeded them omg - this is a problem for so long, why don't they fix this!)

Meanwhile, Vlad was caring for the animals. He's supposed to write on his stories to earn some money to pay back Rubyn and the others for helping them, but he wasn't able to write one word down since Ji Ho went ingame. That worried he was. Little Goat sighed: "What shall we do with that boy..."

Vlad was just asking Adriano for advice, when he sensed through the Bond that Ji Ho was back! Finally! It had been pure torture for Vlad since he also felt how afraid and anxious Ji Ho was when NPC Jeb found him breaking in. But Saiwa denied him access to their chamber at the Police Department. So Vlad tried everything to calm down to not make Ji Ho feel his worries and let him do his job...

Before Adriano could share his wisdom with him, Vlad went over to the others to wait for Ji Ho and see if he's ok. Jack: "Already done with the animals?" Vlad: "Ji Ho's back. They are coming up."

And really, a few seconds later, they climbed up the ladder from the pit in the garage that leads to their undergound PD... Jeb was nervous seeing Saiwa. They still barely talk to each other and they haven't spent a second alone together... And Kiyoshi is looking all dreamily at his good mate Jack, just like a good mate would...

Vlad: "Ji Ho. Are you ok?" Ji Ho, near to tears: "Uhm, yes. I just messed everything up..." Saiwa: "No you didn't. We'll figure that out. As always, hm?" And then Sai spotted Jeb. In his super hot farm boy outfit! How is Sai supposed to use his brain when it just went to goo?

They gathered a few seats together and Ji Ho started to tell them what happened after he logged in. That he was able to leave the Castle to look for his King and went to Goldshire to investigate Jack's death and to find the Sculptor and ask him about the demon. Vlad winced when Ji Ho mentioned the Sculptor and was reminded of his upsetting ingame encounter with him. He was happy that Ji Ho didn't get to meet him. Leander might just be an NPC ingame but Vlad doesn't want him anywhere near Ji Ho - at all! Then Ji Ho told them what he found out at Bacalao Bay and how he broke into the fortress of the Vicegerent and how NPC Jeb cought him. And how that made it impossible to log back in. The investigations, their therapy - all at stake.

Saiwa knows he had to say something, right? But Jeb was too distracting ö.Ö' And even Ji Ho got carried away from his worries by the sight of him ^^'

Jack: "Guys! We must see the whole thing. The Princess did very well! She improved the Court's appearance on Social Bunny and changes the view the subjects have on their Royals! Which clears the path for the reightful heir to come back. That's amazing! She also found out where the demon is with my heart!" Vlad: "But when Ji Ho logs in again it will all be in vain because righteous NPC Jeb will tell everyone and their eyepatch that the Princess broke into the fortress of the Vicegerent. Better Ji Ho never enters the game again. (Omg Vlad!) There will be another flame war and the reputation of the Court is ruined - once and for all." Jack: "Thank you, Vlad, for bringing us all down. Now luckily for us all, I do already have an idea how to resolve it." Everyone moaned. Jack and his 'brilliant' ideas only ever get them to yell 'OMG Jack!' Jack: "No - hear me out! We are doing this meditation/yoga thing for over a half year now." Saiwa: "Omg Jack! What does that even have remotely to do with what we are facing here?" Jack: "Omg Sai! What in 'hear me out' don't you understand? Anyway - what I'm saying is: Jeb and I could log in with Ji Ho and try to - with help of out meditation skills - remain 'below' the consciousness of NPC Jeb and NPC Jack. So we could stop NPC Jeb from revealing what the Princess did. And we even could try to get access to NPC Jack's memories of the night he died!"

- silence -

In his head, Saiwa turned Jack's idea back and forth - and around again - to find a flaw, but: "Every wolf has its day, I guess ^^' Wow Jack! Why haven't we thought of this earlier!"

'Bigger than you imagined Scarier than you were worried about Light like the air you breathe More peaceful than closed eyes Burn it up!

We’re gonna burn up There’s no way to stop Burn up a little more You’re already listening to this' (translated from Korean - not by me)

Burn it up - Iamnot Again an amazing OST I love so so much from 'Lawless Lawyer' MV with stunning scenes from the drama. (TMI: It's also the OST of my daughter's Alpacasso Lilou ^^')

The Therapy Game Master Post with the sessions and places so far is -> here

From the Beginning 🔱 Underwater Love 🔱 Latest

Current Chapter: 'Who killed Jack?' from the beginning ▶️ here

📚 Previous Chapters: Chapters: 1-6 ~ 7-12 ~ 13-16 ~ 17-22 ~ 23-28

[bell-swamp-fitzjames]

got tagged in a thing but idk how those add onto posts things work so here's just my own thing bc idk: ooooh electric swing! I love seeing what ppl are listening to omg. <3 writing notes on all this great music. Thank u @thepursuitoflaziness for tagging me! me songs are:

Vampire Empire by Big Thief

Your Heart is As Black As Night by Melody Gardot

Venus In Furs by The Velvet Undergound

Cold Cold Cold by Cage the Elephant

Ya Ya by Prism Bitch

Forever Is A Charm by Princess Chelsea

Tibetan Pop Star by Hop Along

Ooom Sha La La by Haley Heynderickx

Hair of the Dog by Tele Novella

The Cat-Song by Laura Nyro

It's funny to know exactly why each of these are on here (well. minus your heart is as black as night im not sure where that one came from). My earworm playlist, vampire empire is currently my looping writing song & its on the tozer playlist for me, most of the rest are from my little playlist or my morfin playlist. Venus in Furs is bc well. We all know venus in furs gate.

[00land24]

Commission drawn by https://www.deviantart.com/lunargue

From the artist's own words: "very special concept here, the idea was to have the most "Frenchy" artwork as possible. So, Kate (from Les Enigmes de Providence), Gazoline (from Jano's comic), Sonia (from Sonic Undergound) and Zazie (from Triple Z), all characters created in France, are meeting with their new roomate, Fifi La Fume (Tiny Toons)... which is actually from Quebec! There is no uniform in France jails, so, we have to use a current design we always see in french-belgian comics (like Lucky Luke or Bobo)."

[twin-stars-continuum]

Welcome to the Twin Star Continuum

This is my writing Blog where I post my fics and OC writing. Since all the stories that are created by me (regardless of fandom) sorta exist within a nebulous web of interconnected stories, I use the term "Continuum" to refer to the multiverse MY stories exist in. These are self-indulgent fan-works that I am making for my own enjoyment. But I wanted to share them in case someone else enjoys them too.

There are a few universes that are important to my stories, but the only two that are really relevant for my current writings are Diamondtale and Nightmare's Realm (feel free to send an ask about them if you feel like it, or about any of my OCs or writings).

I am currently working on a fic that takes place in a three-part series called "Stray Souls," the current part being titled "Of Men and Monsters." You can find my work on AO3 under the username ADHDream_1409. I will have a link to my works as well as my primary blog for anyone interested in checking out my other projects. My AO3

My Primary Blog

Stray Souls: "Of Men and Monsters"

READ ON AO3

Horrortale Frisk (better known by friends and family as "Daisy") suddenly has the responsibility of several dozen living toys thrust upon her. And those toys are actually children! Her heart bleeds for these lost and broken souls, and she will do everything in her power to help them. After all, she was once a lost child wandering alone in the Undergound. With help from Nightmare's gang, some friends from other AUs, and her dear friend, Thomas, they will work to ensure that these stray souls are always loved and cared for.

[punchspeedchunk]

Minecraft time babeyyy

So I have been noodling around in my oldest saved world again lately, because I have too much free time currently and also I had the urge to build railways again. So I thought 'hey, why not finally connect up all those different houses in my OG world?'

And I need y'all to understand my oldest world is from before they switched the orientation of the sun and moon. I think it was spawned in Beta 1.4? like... 2011? possibly earlier.

So it has undergone MANY changes in the last 14 years. Let me show you some of them.

This is the earliest screencap I have saved I could find. It is indeed Beta 1.4 . This is two laptops ago.

I also have this, from when the Sun was in it's old orientation, before I built Prowl

And Prowl in progress, when I couldn't finish him because the build height hadn't been extended far enough upwards yet

I need you to know that back then, I did not have access to switching to creative mode. So Prowl was done in survival on peaceful (The screencap was taken on a big stack of dirt), but I very much had to mine all his materials the old fashioned way. I was in my masters at the time though so like, I had time lol.

Anyway this is what that place looks like today

As you can see, the biome was changed on me at some point (Years ago, and I was pissed when the sun moved, but then all my shit got iced too? Fuckin Jimmies RUSTLED).

So anyway, when the Ocean update went in forever ago, it gave me some real fucked up chunk errors on this map, as well as some of my other old maps.

These errors have been messed up more by further biome overlays. It used to just be that there were just sheer divides, but now cold and swamp and other biome effects have blurred the divides a bit. Still got that one block dip in the water levels where the ocean went in You can follow that fuckup, it links all the way around my oldest parts of the map. Back when it first happened, I had Mo' Creatures installed, and I would fly the border on my pegasus (RIP Sengi, I miss having Mo'Creatures).

The oldest parts of my map still haven't spawned certain updated features though. Notice the lack of grasses and other newer vegetation and blocks here

The old ocean biome still has the water pocket errors where ponds would try to spawn inside the water, making rectangles of air. There's lots of those. The trees on stacks of dirt were just my old OG way of making markers for myself to follow before I found out beds could become spawn points (I got lost every time I died and made so many random houses and shelters and markers because of it. Now I don't know where my OG spawn was in this world).

I also found one of the old OG village spawns, before they actually came with villagers

I have been using creative mode to kinda cheat at exploring for a while, even though I prefer to build shit in survival mode, I wanted to just get all the materials I needed for making my railroads because ain't nobody got time to mine that much iron (AKA not a uni student anymore).

And in my explorations, I found areas I had not yet reached, which included the lovely discovery of some picturesque cherry blossoms on a mountain top (With cat) (Not my cat) (Abandoned village cat)

But then I went UNDER the mountain, because big open mouthed cool looking caves on the side of it

seemed pretty standard at first glance

BUT THEN I WENT DEEPER

motherfucker this shit is MORIA. WUT. Also that is the ONLY instance I have found of that light blue water??? It's cloudy white when you go in it???

And this shit got LAYERSSS

What the fuck even is going ONNNNNNN.

This isn't even inclusive of the other wacky caves I found, such as a huge fucking shale lava tubes hole under some fucking lush caves???

And the hella deep mines cave I get lost in every time I go down it.

Anyway have some more chunk errors that have spawned exclusively within my old map territory frighteningly close to my OG mountain house base that have given me like... ocean pockets and tunnels undergound????

Anyway yeah this saved world is almost old enough to drive but way fucked up, thanks for coming to my TED talk, have another super old screenshot of my pingus fountain

This post was unwillingly sponsored by @stormsfordragon, who originally gifted me minecraft, and it is the same one that I am still playing all these years later

[ya-d-label]

(memories) презентация альбома НЁК - 20 лет - музыка для скетчинга by Технический Пруд line-up: Psyop Ночная Почти Частота Технический Пруд 16/10/21 ЯД club

[blindfallenchild]

What does the underground smell like?

*The ruins are a little musky, smells of leaves, wood

*snowdin’s pretty crisp, and smells of pine

*Theres always this... dull overlying scent of stone and soil though. 

[warpath44]

mafia, outside the mafia

i've been thinking more recently about how or what if the jjba vento aureo mafia members go "undercover", i'll explain it

so mafia is a mostly undercover organization with layers and layers of power and groups, members constantly work throughout the story (this can be seen more with la squadra members) but if it is an undergound organization, how do the characters work outside of the mafia? what are their lives in the present of the story without it?

this actually can be shown with Bucciarati and implied with Narancia, Bucciarati's relationship with the outside world as good, Bucciarati helping others as much as he wants, and with Narancia, his first appearance being that he's being tutored by Fugo about math, implying that he's still in school.

and as of the other characters, there's basically nothing about it, so i would imagine what it would be, i still have little characters planned out, but i'll show the ones i have right here

For Fugo i would believe he is at a job, as a cashier in a gas station, he doesn't want to enter a school for personal reason, he still knows that harrassment can happen at work too, so he isolates from his workers, this makes his coworkers relationship with him quite poor, as they try hard to make a connection with him and start gossip about him, Fugo can't do anything about it tho, he doesn't want to get fired so fast

For melone, is pretty troubling, he got fired out of multiple jobs for his boundary-breaking demeanor, asking invasive questions to multiple clients and coworkers, some of them may even call it "workplace harassment", he currently works as a waiter and is actually trying to lower his habit, as ghiaccio made a promise to him to get his shit together

Pesci is the easiest one, he works as a fisherman, he uses an actual fishrod instead of his stand and goes overseas to fish, Pesci is good outside of the mafia than the other two i mentioned, his good attitude makes the relationship with his coworkers good and friendly, i guess you can say it's way better than his place at the mafia

and those are basically all the characters i have done for, if you want, you can throw your two cents with this

[likesomekindofcheese]

The Nurse and the Skywalker (6 Undergound Oneshot)

Paring: Four/Billy x nurse! Reader

Word Count: 1847

From anon request:  Can you do one with Ben( as 4/Billy in underground 6) getting injured and you’re a no-nonsense nurse having to tend to his wounds and he flirts with you at first, but then he gets serious/tender and vulnerable with you and it makes your heart melt?

Warnings: Swearing, hospitals, mentions of blood, illness, surgery, and injuries.

A/N: Thanks for your patience! Much thanks to @rhapsodyrecs​ for suggesting a great line! As well as @yourlocalmusicalprostitute​ and @joeneslee​ when writers block got me in this one!

The afternoon coffee you had been sipping was gulped in one hot swig when your co-worker ran in, yelling “Y/N! It’s an emergency! You need to hurry!”

The 12-hour shift and it’s exhaustion was forgotten at the words. Your shoes squeaked against the floor as you were led into the room.

“A young man-he has a bad injury-he’s been shot and his bones are broken too!” she cried.

Looking over, the patient was young. Not too far from your own age in fact. He was groaning in pain. His arm and leg were broken. But you noticed a few gashes here and there. Still bleeding. A lot. But he looked up and kept his eyes on you. As you reached over to see some charts the mysterious man left and what could be known, you felt his eyes, and saw him even crane his neck just to keep an eye out on you.

Maybe I spilled something on my scrubs you thought, dismissing the notion as they wheeled his bed out into the hallway.

“Quick, give me the anathesea- and a surgeon- we can get the bullet out, but we have to be swift!”

You were handed the pain medicine to give to the patient.

As you put the tube over his mouth, he glanced up at you. His eyes were as green as a field on a picnic day. And you noticed his hair as well-it was cut short but very blonde.

“I…I’m scared…please don’t…” he muttered lowly. 

You felt your guts stir at the sound. He was deeply hurt. If he didn’t have the bullet removed, he was a goner.

“What is your name…?” you asked.

“I…don’t…have…a name…” he croaked. 

He turned ghostly white and then pink.

“I…I’m sorry, I should have been stronger…thought I could make that jump…I couldn’t. I’m not that fucking strong…” he muttered.

“Who dropped him off?” you asked your co-worker.

She shrugged.

“This guy with a beard and this weird voice and then after we got the kid on a bed, he just vanished with all the bills paid already in cash! The guy was loaded!” she gossiped, tugging at her bright pink scrubs. 

Turning to the patient, you forced him to look right into your eyes.“Okay mister, you don’t have a choice. You got lucky someone paid all of your bills, so you better suck it up and be grateful, got it?” you scolded.

He looked at you blankly before you put it right to his mouth and wheeled him to the surgeon’s office.

Two hours later you got word that the boy got lucky. The bullet was found and removed. It wasn’t too deep and nowhere near any vital organs. But he seemed to be ill and needed to be checked up and have his limbs bandaged.

“Here he is…he’s still on the pain medicine some, so he might be a little loopy…” the surgeon warned, before leaving you alone in the room to do your work.

“Hello…I’m Y/N, I’m your nurse…hang in there, you’re gonna be fine…” you said, he seemed half asleep. Almost in another world. There was no reply.You were checking his blood pressure when his eyes fluttered open. Your head whipped around as you tied the black strap tightly around his arm.

“Hey there…” he croaked out.

“Checking your blood pressure, hold up…” you mumbled, making it tight as possible.

“I must be in a museum…” he said softly.

“Well, I don’t see any Da Vinci any…”

“Because you’re a piece of art.”

Your jaw dropped and your head whipped around to see him. Did that really come out of him? Moments after he was near death.

“Pardon?”

He gave you a half smile and you felt a blush creeping up on you and it made you mad. Of all places this was happening- at work!

Did a patient really just flirt with me? Maybe it’s just my imagination.

You undid the black strap and set it away without a word, writing down the numbers. He reached over and picked up the menu of food options to be ordered for patients.

“Do you know what’s on the menu?” he asked.

“Vegetables. You better order some with your dinner. Eat up, your body’s in bad enough condition…”

“Close, but it’s Me ‘n you.” He added with a devilish grin. 

Your ears heard it right alright. You felt them grow hot.

“You know what else is on the menu? This antiseptic,” you ordered. Walking over to the side and getting an orange bottle and some cotton balls, eyes on his wounds. As you began to apply some to the cuts, the cool guy façade dropped.

“NNNnnnnng, no! No! And I’m sorry! Won’t do it! Won’t do it!” he whined. His voice getting a little higher than what was considered manly.

“Just shut up and suck it up, Romeo,” you replied, biting the inside of your cheek to keep from laughing.

The next day a woman arrived to check on the patient. A beautiful woman with tan skin and yellow hair with a white suit. You felt envy twinge in your stomach as her heels clicked on the tile floor.

She went into the room. If only you did not have duties currently. But no, scratch it, you weren’t interested. Not some cheeky patient that was trying to break all the medical oaths in the book. Passing by the room to put away your lunch box, you forced your ears shut at the quiet conversation they had.

As you returned, she left the door of the room. She looked up at you and pointed at you to come near. 

“You are nurse Y/N, right?” she asked in a European accent.

“Yes, I am.”

She glanced around to see if anyone was listening in. Then she leaned closer.

“How long have you worked here?” she asked.

You told her.

“Good, you know what you’re doing. We…we just need a bit of help. He’s on…on my company. He got hurt. Badly.” She said softly. 

Yeah, no shit you thought.

“What caused the wounds? I think he mentioned a jump…” you asked, folding your arms skeptically. What kind of sketchy company was this that was all hush and made gallons of money where people got shot?

Her pink lips tightened, she glanced to the left and then answered “It was a fall. Bad one. Just…an accident.”

“What’s your name? And what’s his name? Why did he get shot? Was there a shooting at your job?” you asked.

“We would prefer to be anonymous,” she answered coldly.

“What, why?”

“For protection. He’s here to get better, right?” she answered with a twinge of annoyed anger.

“Yes…”

“Don’t hurt him, then…or make him do anything to hurt himself more…”

She turned around and clicked away, but gave you one look, softened. As if to silently say thank you- even if you did ask questions about whatever this “company” was.

Hours later, you came into the room with the patient. Though you armed yourself to fight off like the black cat with Pepe le Pew, he looked at you and glanced down at his lap. His left arm and right foot was in a cast and he seemed red as a beet in his face. But the light in his eyes were glazed, but had dimmed. And he seemed in pain.

His forehead was like a furnace. Sticking a thermometer in his mouth, you watched the numbers rise above healthy at the end. Gently, you pulled it out to put it away.

A half-grin reappeared on his face.

“Is it hot in here or is it just you?” he said.

“No, you got a fever dumbass,” you replied.

You showed him the temperature and he huffed lightly.

“Well, you will have to stay here a bit longer. Injured and sick. It doesn’t seem bad, but it’s still a double whammy. Three or four days…” you said,

He pulled out his free hand to play with his phone, pouting in defeat. You stayed to type into the pad you used for work to keep track of patients charts.

“Bi-billy…”

“Hm, what?” you said, turning around.

“You wanted my name, I’m…I’m Billy…” he confessed.

“Okay, thank you! I can finally call you something other than Romeo,” you jested.

“That’s not a bad name, either though,” he said.

The doctor working on him informed you that his fever did have a chance of breaking in the night. You offered to stay.

“Why, Y/N…you’re worried about him?” the doctor asked, cocking her head.

You shook away the creeping blush and smile growing on you.

“I just want the extra hours for pay!” you insisted.

You stayed there, reading with him. You realized what he was doing on his phone- watching movies.

“American movies are the best, like, us on the Pond get all the boring, slow stuff- America is where the real movies are!” he commented when you glanced over.

“Hey- that one’s my favorite!” you cried, recognizing it at once.

Indulging it, you watched the rest of it. Talking about your favorite actors, quoting the lines, and smiling ear to ear by the time the credits rolled by on the tiny screen.

“I was so scared…I was gonna die…” Billy confessed, setting the phone down.

“It’s just medicine,” you scoffed.

“No…when I fell…” he said.

“Really?” you asked, leaving the sarcasm.

“I felt that was it. You see…I…no, I shouldn’t…” he mumbled, looking down.

“You can tell me…” you urged.

“I got a chance to…uh, do something important. It was risky, but it was better than what I had before but I…I thought I was dead for good because I slipped and fell…” he added on.

Recalling the first day, he had a bullet in his body as well. How did that get in there? There was no news you checked of a shooting anywhere.

“And you were shot…how did you get shot?” you questioned.

“I…I can’t tell you everything but I just feel…I can trust you…someone was in danger…and I was trying to get him out and some’ow…I got shot and I fell off…” Billy explained.

“Fell off? Of what?”

“The skyscraper downtown…” he confessed, eyes down to his lap again.

“What! No! That’s a hundred feet high! How in hell are you even alive?” you gasped.

He looked at you and laughed.

“That’s some bad fucking words for a medical professional!” he teased. “But that’s a good question, really…”

Outside the window, a bird sat in the darkness on the pane. Its feathers seemed to glean in the moonlight. It was a clear night, even a sky filled with stars could be seen despite the smoke of the city

“I…I’m glad you survived. I’m glad you didn’t die and so you could- you know- help whoever this person is you were trying to help,” you commented. And this time you smiled back.

“I…I’m glad you were there to help me…dunno what I’ll do next time I’ll fall…” he said.

“I should be there then…”

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Pathfinder Update

The group is still in that dungeon and the mixture of natural formation and ancient ruins is becoming obvious. Among the hordes of gnolls and giant scorpions we come across an ancient weapons cache, containing what appear to be shoulder cannons (these are ancient technology missile launchers, Tisiphone just claims that they’re man-portable “shoulder cannons”). Among the other ancient ruins are what seem like test tubes and some sort of clockwork logic engines (more or less computers, but wholly mechanical). Within the test tubes are semi-formless, proto-humanoid things, most likely one of the origin points of the blood-sucking shapeshifters we fought before.

Tisiphone used 2 of the 4 found shoulder cannons to blow up the bloodsuckers, and kept the two others, they collapsed a tunnel by which it seems the bloodsuckers escaped, and they went on their merry way, ridding the undergound of scorpions and gnolls (Valka obliterated a whole room of them with a particularly well-placed bomb, and in another Tisi’s revolver jammed while I tried to do a cool move and blast two gnolls at once!) until we came unto the main “boss room” of it all. There were 4 gnolls and a half-fiend minotaur and Kii and Tisiphone rolled quite well for initiative, Kii readied spells and Tisiphone pulled out a shoulder cannon and blasted a part of the minotaur away, AND killed a gnoll with the backblast (I used a Gunslinger Deed called Deadeye which lets me pool together what would be multi-attacks into one attack and did 6d6 TWICE and did 39 damage with a single hit!!). The shoulder cannons are single use though, so now it was down to one.

The gnolls kept trying to throw spears at Tisi, but she managed to keep away, and Kii and Valka did their usual, respective attacks (Kii dual wielding her rapier and magic, Valka throwing bombs). The minotaur tried to use some dreadful evil magic at the party, but, Tisiphone, now a Level 7 Mechanist, spent her last Grit Points and used an Explosive Counterspell, discharging her rifle at the creature, maiming it further, before crying out,

“THE AGE OF MAGIC IS OVER, THE TIME OF MAN IS NOW.”

and enraging it enough to make it charge her, wherein it nearly took out half her health and smashed her into a wall. What it didn’t count on, however, was Kii being right there, and skewering it through the eye and incinerating it’s brain (she was a bit disconcerted by what Tisiphone said).

With that done Tisiphone stepped over the mutilated monster, blasted another gnoll, and Kii finished off their remaining compatriot.

Burdened down by loot they made their way back to town, and spent a nice night relaxing and enjoying the town’s good graces. Tisiphone felt bad for putting off Kii with her rage filled remark, and after about 3 drinks went out to drunkenly apologize to her (this somewhat annoyed Kii, more than anything). Also of note, Kii found a baby psuedo-dragon in the depths and adopted it quite readily. Tisi does not like it’s thought projection whatsoever, but she tolerates the creature as much as she tolerates Valka’s love of the clockwork creature she made for her.

The group was rudely awokne to a towncrier proclaiming to everyone that the Southerlands was being invaded by Velikor, a much more established nation to the South. The army was currently marching...TO DIXON (Tisiphone’s home town and where her family’s ranch is near-ish). The group readied the wagon as quickly as possible and is currently driving the steeds as hard as they can to get to the Eriny Ranch as speedily as possible.

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Diamond Supernova; Pt 2

in which hansol might be a lightweight

Pairing: Vernon/S.Coups/Woozi Rating: PG-13/NC-17 Length: Multichapter Warnings: Language Part: Two/? Stars shine brightest right before they explode.In which S.Coups is a pretty popular undergound rapper and Hansol learns that your idols aren’t always what you expect. Through the whirlwind of misadventures that come with being a part of S.Coup’s entourage, Hansol only knows one constant: S.Coup’s producer and best friend, Woozi. AO3 Version Pro | Pt 1 | Pt 2

The club is even more packed when they exit the employee section and Hansol clings to Mingyu’s arm as the elder guides them to the bar. He can barely breathe as the bodies press in on them and its so similar to the first - and only - time he’d been to a bar that it immediately sets his heart racing. His hands are shaking by the time they reach the bar; he’s never done well with crowds.

Mingyu manages to find them a space at the bar, ordering a drink immediately. There’s a little voice in the back of his head that says it’s a bad idea, but Hansol ignores it and holds a hand up to the bartender. “Two of those, please.”

Mingyu raises an eyebrow but stays silent.

“Can you even see them from here?” Hansol asks when the bartender sets their drinks down. He tries to keep a neutral face as he takes deep drink of the concoction; the smile on Mingyu’s face says he fails horribly.

“Nah, but we won’t be over here, we’ll go sit with Jihoon in the booth.” Mingyu hooks a thumb over his shoulder before grabbing his own glass and up-ending it. He hands the glass back to the bartender and orders another with a smile.

“Are we allowed to do that?”

Mingyu shrugs. “I record their shows, and that’s the best place to get a good shot. Jihoon doesn’t care as long as you don’t get in his way. He’ll probably still bitch about it though.” Mingyu slides a few bills to the bartender as he picks up his fresh drink. “Let’s go.”

Mingyu leads them through the bodies once more to the wall furthest from the entrance. The stage isn’t large, but it’s bigger than Hansol was expecting from the small club, a few feet off the ground with lighting around the edges and a plain brick backdrop.

The booth is a taller platform attached to the edge of the stage with half-walls surrounding it, one of which swings inward when Jihoon sees them.

Even with his height, Jihoon has to lean down and offer a hand to help Hansol up into the booth.

There’s a shelf that comes out from the wall with a laptop, two soundboards, and a half-empty beer bottle on it that Jihoon returns to as Hansol closes the door to the booth behind him. He sees Wonwoo leaning over one of the walls of the booth to talk to Mingyu as he fiddles with buttons and settings on the camera now strapped around his neck. A look over the stage finds Seungcheol kneeling near the edge, a small group of girls crowding around him on the floor below. He seems to be in a better mood, Hansol thinks as he watches the rapper run a hand through his hair an easy going grin on his lips.

Hansol’s seen pictures of him before, watched videos of his performances online, but he’s struck by how much more attractive Seungcheol is in person. His eyes seem to catch the lights, sparkling, his skin smooth and soft looking, and his gummy smile is infectious in a way that has Hansol looking down and sipping at his drink a bit too purposefully. He blames the drink for the warmth in his cheeks when he glances back up and Seungcheol turns that smile towards him.

The rapper stands, waving to the girls who disperse as he makes his way over to the booth, eyes still locked with Hansol’s.

Seungcheol reaches over the wall to grab the beer bottle sitting next to Jihoon’s laptop and takes a swig before setting it back down. He smiles. “Hey, I-”

“Cheol,” Jihoon’s voice is quiet, but it somehow cuts through the music filing the space as his eyes cut to Seungcheol. “Are you done flirting yet? We’re late.”

Seungcheol scratches at the back of his neck, smile turning sheepish as he turns to Jihoon. “Yeah, yeah. Good whenever you are, Ji.” He lifts the beer bottle from the shelf-table once more and lifts it in Jihoon’s direction before drinking.

Jihoon rolls his eyes, focusing instead on the soundboards in front of him. The club’s usual mix fades out as the lights come up on the small stage.

The stage is really nothing impressive, but everything seems to shift as Seungcheol and Wonwoo step up to the front of the stage and Hansol can almost see the exact moment when Jihoon, Wonwoo, and Seungcheol turn into Woozi, Mr. Beanie, and S.Coups. It’s like an eclectic current through the air as the pair’s first song starts up, Seungcheol’s smolder seeming to catch every set of eyes in the crowd, Wonwoo’s voice a growl through his verse that has goosebumps bristling down Hansol’s arms.

He barely catches the smirk Jihoon throws his way before the beat falls away completely, Wonwoo’s voice echoing out with a “Make some noise!” that has all three of them in the booth screaming.

---

It feels like the show is over in almost an instant. The lights on the stage dim, the club’s music picks back up as Jihoon works on disconnecting his laptop from the equipment and placing it back into his bag.

Wonwoo makes his way back over to Mingyu who is now flipping through stills on the camera as Seungcheol bounds over to Hansol and Jihoon, pouting when he reaches for the beer on the table again only to have Jihoon lift it to his own lips instead.

“Mingyu,” the rapper calls as Jihoon sets the now empty bottle back on the table. “You’re coming over for drinks right?” Mingyu nods. Seungcheol turns towards Hansol with a lopsided grin. “Bring your friend too.”

Hansol misses Jihoon’s sigh as Seungcheol disappears from sight and they file out of the booth.

---

The apartment Mingyu takes them to is a lot nicer than he was expecting, in all honesty. When the elder had told him that the three musicians lived together, he’d been imaging the whole struggling artist abode where everything had this kind of dilapidated charm inside of a cramped living space, but the building they end up at is sleek lines and glass panels, and Jihoon has to buzz them in before the front door will open downstairs.

The elevator takes them to the top floor, where Jihoon is once again the one to let them inside. The apartment is nice, spacious with bright walls and warm lights, a large kitchen with an island centerpiece to the left of the foyer where they take their shoes off.

Mingyu leads them into the living room, an open space with a coffee table, a black, leather wrap around couch, and a large flatscreen mounted on the wall. Wonwoo is seated on one side of the couch by himself, a beer bottle poised between his fingers that Mingyu grabs as he takes the seat to the rapper’s left. In the center of the couch, next to Mingyu, is a red-haired man Hansol doesn’t recognize with a gummy smile and crescent moon eyes when he smiles at the newcomers and a younger looking man with messy black hair and dangling piercings. And finally, next to the black-haired man is Seungcheol, clad in a black tank top and gray sweatpants.

He stands when he sees Hansol, rushing to his side and throwing an arm over his shoulders jovially. “Hey, glad you came. I wanted to apologize for being kind of a dick earlier,” he says as he leads them back over to the couch. “I’m normally not such an asshole-”

“Yes he is,” Jihoon chimes in as he falls into place on Wonwoo’s right.

Seungcheol glares weakly as he pulls them both down and grabs an unopened bottle from the cooler sitting next to the coffee table to hand to Hansol. “Anyway, I’m Seungcheol. These,” he motions to the two beside him. “Are a couple friends of ours-”

“Yours,” Jihoon stresses with a roll of his eyes. Wonwoo chuckles beside the blonde as Seungcheol continues.

“-Soonyoung,” The red head waves at Hansol. “And Chan.” Seungcheol hasn’t removed his arm from Hansol’s shoulders, actually squeezing him a little closer as he lifts his own bottle from the table and raises it into the air, and Hansol ignores the warmth in his cheeks at the motion. “To new friends, another great show, and our Jihoonie who makes all of this possible.”

Jihoon rolls his eyes, but his ears are red as he takes a sip of his drink. Seungcheol grins as he takes a drink from his own bottle and Hansol is caught again by the thought that Seungcheol is really good looking in person, especially this close where Hansol can see a freckle on his cheek and how full his eyelashes are.

Hansol tears his eyes away and practically chugs his drink.

Hansol learns several things in his first hour there. He learns that Soonyoung and Chan are actually Hoshi and Dino, respectively, two artists that featured on a few of Seungcheol’s songs. He learns that Mingyu’s alcoholism is nothing compared to his friends’ as the empty bottles pile higher and higher on the coffee table.

He also learns that no matter what role he is given in Werewolf, Jihoon is always suspicious and is always the one that gets voted out.

“I’m telling you guys, I’m the seer, Mingyu is the werewolf! ” Jihoon is practically growling as the timer for their fourth round goes off and everyone points at him.

Mingyu and Wonwoo cheer as they turn over their cards to reveal a pair of werewolves and Jihoon throws his seer card at Soonyoung.

“This is all your fault for saying I was ‘acting shady.’” Hansol has never seen someone air quote so aggressively.

“You were though!” Soonyoung is crying through his laughter, leaning heavily on Chan.

Seungcheol’s own laughter shakes them both where the elder has Hansol pressed against his side, fingers splayed along the younger’s hip.

The other thing Hansol has learned is that Seungcheol is really touchy. Really touchy.

Somewhere in Soonyoung and Jihoon’s bickering the game is put away, the beer bottles cleared away, and Hansol’s soda is finished off (Jihoon handed it to him during the second round when he himself had stopped drinking.)

Hansol excuses himself to the bathroom as everyone readies to leave, Seungcheol’s fingers dragging across his back as he detached himself. When he returns, Mingyu, Wonwoo, and Chan are gone and Seungcheol is laughing as Jihoon physically pushes Soonyoung out of the front door and closes it behind him with a groan.

“Aww, not even gonna give him a hug goodbye, Ji?”

Jihoon clicks his tongue and digs an elbow into Seungcheol’s side. “Annoying bastard doesn’t understand the concept of personal space.”

Seungcheol ruffles his hair affectionately. “Ah, you love it, admit it.”

Jihoon rolls his eyes before they fall on Hansol with a hand against the wall to steady himself. “Hey kid, if you’re still drunk, you can sleep it off on the couch. I’m going to bed.” He doesn’t look back at the two of them as he heads down the hallway, throwing a simple “Goodnight” over his shoulder as he disappears from sight.

Seungcheol’s now leaning against the wall next to the door and he eyes Hansol as he moves to put on his shoes. “Not gonna crash here?”

Hansol shakes his head, he’s still drunk, for sure, but he doesn’t live too far, he’ll be fine. He’s ready to argue as much until Seungcheol moves, the lines of their bodies meshing together as the elder presses him against the wall, one hand on his hip, the other on the wall above his head.

His breath ghosts over Hansol’s lips when he speaks. “You sure?” He must catch the way Hansol’s eyes fall to the elder’s lips, the way his tongue darts out to wet his lips, because Seungcheol speaks again before he even responds. “The couch is alright, but my bed is a lot comfier.”

Hansol hums a little. “Bed then.”

Seungcheol finally kisses him two minutes later as his bedroom door shuts behind them.

[chaoswillfallrpg]

GEORGINE FARIBAULT is THIRTY YEARS OLD and the OWNER of FAIR FARIBAULT’S in KNOCKTURN ALLEY. She looks remarkably like IMOGEN POOTS and considers herself aligned with THE DEATH EATERS. She is currently OPEN.

→ OVERVIEW:

tw: death, blood, murder, violence

A fair haired beauty who is not as dainty as she appears, Georgine Fraibault was born in Paris to famed vampire MARIUS FARIBAULT and his wife LEA BADEAUX. The fourth child of Marius to be born into his line of the Faribault family, three had come before Georgine but only her older sister CLARICE was still surviving. Born a half-vampire, death had followed the Faribault family the most recent casuality being her own mother Lea. Her broken hearted father had selected a half-veela for his final wife hoping he could resisit her scent as she carried his child, but much to his dismay Lea met her end as his previous wives had. From old money, Georgine’s father owned a theatre in Paris popular with the magical community which kept their family in wealth though the Faribault family had money in their vaults to last them without it. Georgine and her sister Clarice had wanted for nothing. Growing up the pair were inseparable, though their distinct personalities were very different. Georgine was spoiled and image obsessed. She enjoyed all eyes to be on her at all times leaving little spotlight left for her older sister who felt more comfertable in the shadows like their father rather than the stage. 

Whatever Georgine was given was never quite enough for her. All of her handpainted pot dolls from all over France or the beautiful singbirds she kept in golden cages in their ballroom could never satisfy her insatiable wants. Marius loved them both so much he did whatever he could to keep them happy, though he could only manage Georgine’s worst moods to a point before he snapped back at her and bared his fangs in anger. Georgine’s moods would only worsen as the magic from her mother’s blood developed in her veins, causing her pot dolls to explode and her sister’s dresses to be torn into tatters with the flick of her wrist and the squint of an eye if she was angry. When the blood moon rose and her thirst consumed her whole Georgine became a firghtful thing, attacking anything in sight until her father could rein her in. Unlike Clarice who she found detsted the inner demon inside of her who thirsted for blood, Georgine embraced the darkness within her. She longed to become one with it and one day lead her family should her father ever decide to part from this world. Her mother was long dead and although she was curious about the world she came from her father and her sister was where her heart lied. 

Georgine begged and screamed for her father to turn her before she was sent away to school so she wouldn’t have to leave him but he refused. Though Marius wished he could freeze his daughters in time as beautiful children forever he knew there were worse things than having his children age beyond him. To one day have the mind of a woman trapped in the body of the child was a fate he would not condem them to. Georgine and her sister had already began to study magic before being offered their respective letters to study at select schools. Georgine attended Beaxbaton’s Academy of Magic in France. Clarice went to Hogwarts like her mother had in Scotland. Commanding her new school as she had her life at home, Georgine established herself amongst her peers with a more discreet level of power than what she had exercised at home. People weren’t sure why they were more willing to dance to Georgine’s tune until she proudly announced she was ¼ veela, a fact which went down with the majority of her year like a lead balloon and provided her with evermore attention from various witches, wizards and sorcerers who found themselves captivated by her. One such wizard was RAPHAEL FRANCOIS who would follow around every beck and call of the young witch. 

Everyone could see the relationship was one sided except for Raphael. Georgine simply enjoyed having someone around who could open doors for her and it would take someone very special to make her change her mind on the matter. After graduating from Beaxbatons she returned back to Paris, working in her father’s productions as a ballet dancer, having been trained for a number of years prior. She enjoyed putting her training to practise in front of adoring fans and having affairs with numerous ballerinas. But Georgine wanted more. She wnated the life her father had one day promised to offer them, but he wasn’t ready to ‘damn her soul’ and once again turned her away. Running off to London she sought the company of Clarice who had refused their father’s dark gift instead making a name for herself in The British Ministry of Magic and moving in with her wizard boyfriend RICHARD ELLINGTON to live a normal life away from the death and destruction that followed their family name. When Georgine met Richard she felt her world had glaze over. Georgine loved her sister, but her desire for Richard outweighed any loyalty she had for her. One night, during a Ministry function Georgine took her shot, pulling Richard into an alcove and kissing him passionately in the darkness. He did nothing to stop her, he hadn’t even objected. 

It was two years later before Clarice came back to their shared apartment one day and found her then fiancé and her only sister in bed together, scrambling at the sheets and trying to come up with an explanation to give Clarice as she stood in the doorway. Her sister cut her off there and then. Georgine wanted Clarice in her life but her older sister wouldn’t forgive her. Clarice hated her and any exchange they shared thereafter was hostile and cold. Sore from the treatment of her sister, her father finally agreed to grant Georgine her wish. Now finally thirty he hoped that in death should could make something more of her life than leaving a string of broken hearts in her wake. The venom burned into her skin, the virus killing any mortal part of her that was left, taking her magic and changing her forever. When Georgine opened her eyes her pulse, her veela powers and her magic was gone. She was finally a cretaure of the night and more beautiful than any who had come before her. Buying The Coffin Shop in Knockturn Alley, Georgine used the shop as the front for an undergound business, opening The Grave Affair as an underground vampire themed bar where she and Richard spent her evenings dancing until they dropped. It was she watched people flock to them both, the vampire and the half-veela she concieved her buisness idea. 

In the space above the shop the created Fair Faribault’s, an escort agency that employed the use of magical creatures the wizarding world had deemed desirable. At first it was just her and Richard, but as she made connections she added more names. CELESTIA CLARKE and LAURENT DANE signed on the dotting line making her more money than she could have ever dreamed. Selling The Grave Afffair to ANDRESSA and CHRISTANIO PARKINSON for a hefty fee she began to focus on growing her buisness, signing famed vampire DAHLIA BLACKWOOD and boosting their agency tenfold. But Georgine was always looking for the next boost for power and found it through none other than Christiano. A follower of a mysterious dark wizard, their group promised a better place for magical creatures and a chance for Georgine to have her rightful place in society as vampire royalty. Signing her name away in the hopes it would lead to better things Georgine is begining to doubt her choice. As The Death Eaters ask more to be invloved in her buisness and use her employees in dangerous ways to extort information out of key goverment officals, Georgine is begining to think she has bitten off more than she can chew. 

→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION:

Blood Status → Vampire (former Half-Blood Witch & ¼ Veela)

Pronouns → She/Her

Identification → Cis Female 

Sexual Orientation → Bisexual

Relationship Status → In a Relationship with Richard Ellington

Previous Education → Beauxbatons Academy of Magic 

Societies → N/A

Family → Marius Faribault (father), Clarice Faribault (half-sister/adversary, Marcus Faribault (cousin)

Connections  → Richard Ellington (boyfriend/employee), Andressa Parkinson (business associate), Christiano Parkinson (business associate), Dahlia Blackwood (best friend/employee), Celestia Clarke (close friend/employee), Laurent Dane (close friend/employee), Raphael Francois (close friend), Laurel Linwood (employee), Constance Song (employee), Sebastian Fontaine (employee), Coraline Heather (employee)

Future Information → N/A

GEORGINE FARIBAULT IS A LEVEL 7 VAMPIRE.

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UTS  —  Jungkook  —  Series  —  R ›› Genre: College ›› Platform: Fluff / Angst / Smut ›› File Size: 6 chapters, 60k ›› Stage: Pre-production All you’ve ever wanted was stability — certainty — when it comes to being loved. You just did not expect it to come hidden behind an oversized sweater and big, bright eyes. When Jungkook walks into your life with open arms and a tender heart, you find yourself falling faster than you’d ever thought imaginable. As scary as it is, he shows you that love can be easy.

Mon Chéri 1  —  Taehyung  —  Twoshot  —  NC-17 ›› Genre: Fugitives / Criminals ›› Platform: Angst / Violence / Smut ›› File Size: 15k ›› Stage: Testing  Once you were lovers in Paris, up to no good. But one small mishap caused everything you two had to shatter. There was no goodbye, no last je t'aime — just an empty bed. Now, you are given the opportunity to confront the man you once lovingly called mon chéri. Can you forget and forgive love, and take back what was taken from you?

CMH  —  Taehyung  —  Series  —  R ›› Genre: College ›› Platform: Fluff / Angst / Smut ›› File Size: 15-20k ›› Stage: Planning Truth be told, you’re not looking for love, you never were. Yet, three glasses of wine and a barefoot stranger in the elevator tickle your curiosity. Taehyung would prove to hide much more odd things than the habit to be barefoot everywhere though. Sadly, love truly is blind — and stupid. Because no matter what he does to get under your skin, that hopeless romantic has your heart.

Bottoms Up  —  Multi Fic Series  —  NC-17 ›› Platform Smut / Angst / Fluff   ›› Players: KNJ & JHS & MYG & KSJ ›› File Size: +/- 10k each ›› Stage: Planning ›› A series of summer oneshots based on cocktails I started this series last summer but was sadly unable to finish it, I want to finish it this summer.

Kiss Drabbles  —  All Member  —  3rd Anniversary Game ›› Platform: 20 Fluff / 8 Angst / 2 Smut ›› File Size: 30 drabbles, 500w each ›› Rating: PG - NC-17, depends on the file. ›› Stage: 9/30 Finished In light of my 3rd anniversary on this tumblr I took on 30 drabbles requests from kiss prompts. I will be posting them and adding them to the list as I go! Expect a lot of softness and smooches, a bit of angst, and maybe some smuttiness.

Casual  —  JHS & JJK  —  Series  —  NC-17 ›› Genre: Fuckboy + College  ›› Platform: Smut / Angst / Fluff / Violence ›› File Size: t.b.d. ›› Stage: Planning ›› Part Written fiction, part Social Media Au One of my other goals is to re-write and re-post Casual and finish it this time. It’s a story about the reader being friends (and stuff) with fuckboy BTS.

Ideas

Orange Juice  —  Jungkook  —  Undetermined  —  NC-17  —  Roommates Forget Me Not  —  Jungkook  —  Oneshot  —  R  —  Soulmates Baby  —  Jungkook  —  Twoshot  —  NC-17  —  Undergound fighting Crow's Blade  —  Jungkook  —  Series  —  NC-17  —  Vampires

The Seven Stages of You  —  Taehyung  —  Series  —  NC-17 Broken Ivory  —  Taehyung  —  Undetermined  —  ??  —  Angels

Ice Burn 2 + 3 —  Jimin  —  Series  —  R Angel  —  Jimin  —  Twoshot  —  NC-17  —  Con Artists

Handsome  —  Namjoon  —  Twoshot  —  NC-17  —  Street Racing

Sweetheart  —  Hoseok  —  Twoshot  — NC-17  —  Illegal Poker In Carnation  —  Hoseok  —  Oneshot  —  NC-17  —  Soulmates

Master  —  Seokjin  —  Twoshot  —  NC-17  —  Drug Cartel

Crimson Fate  —  JJK & MYG  —  Series  —  NC-17  —  Fantasy Fever Dream  —  JJK & KTH  —  Series  —  NC-17  —  Supernatural Lost Azure  —  PJM & JHS  —  Series  —  NC-17  —  Supernatural Dandelion  —  JJK & KTH  —  Series  —  NC-17  —  Pseudo-Mafia Hoes not Woes  —  KTH & MYG  —  Undetermined  —  NC-17  —  College Cirque + Navire  —  KTH & MYG  —  Duology  —  NC-17  —  Fantasy

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ANTIFA PLAN:

THIS HAS BEEN CONFIRMED BY THE GETTYSBURG POLICE DEPT.

(717) 334-1168

If you fail to copy or share this you are not a patriot you are part of the problem

I received this in a email - FYI

Tuesday, June 23, 2020 11:59 AM

Subject:

PLEASE be aware this July 4.......

30,000 members per state...many trained by radical Islam they plan on killing as many Trump supporters and whites as possible!!

ANTIFA To Desecrate Gettysburg National Cemetery on July 4 - Then MURDER & BURN White Suburbs under cover of "Fireworks"

ANTIFA is planning to desecrate the Gettysburg National Cemetery by burning flags there on July 4; just before they begin MURDERING White people and BURNING DOWN Suburbs the same day. It will start at the desecration of Union Solder graves at Gettysburg, Pa.

According to the Controlled Unclassified Law Enforcement Bulletin issued as "Law Enforcement Sensitive - For Official Use Only" to Police and Fire Departments about ANTIFA already using fireworks to acclimate suburbia with sounds of explosions, so they can use those to cover for gun fire when they attack white, suburban, neighborhoods the same day.

According to Controlled Unclassified Information (CUI) in a Bulletin issued to Police and Fire Departments, ANTIFA has been taking deliveries of very large shipments of professional-grade fireworks. They have been sending teams out to various areas throughout America to detonate those fireworks for the past two weeks, to achieve Three (3) specific objectives:

1) The first objective is to test the response of local law enforcement. If fireworks are going off around the clock and residents are filing complaints, will police respond? How long does it take them to respond? How many officers? Do they even respond at all? This data is being recorded by these groups, and will prove to be very valuable intel for what is to come. This is a very accurate barometer to test the waters.

2) The second objective is to get local residents (ie: white people in nearby neighborhoods) acclimated to the frequent sounds of explosions that often sound like gunfire.

3) The final objective: Knowing response times and manpower of police, and having acclimated the local population into explosion sounds that mimic gunfire, to then commit arson attacks with professional fireworks to set so many fires, local Emergency Services are immediately overwhelmed, and enter houses to actually fire guns and kill as many as possible in white suburbs.

Unless you have been living on different planet, you should be fully aware that America is currently under attack. While mass-media has portrayed this situation as "peaceful protests" those engaged have been rioting, smashing private property and businesses, looting on a scale which is un-paralleled, and beating, stabbing, shooting innocent people in the areas where these activities are taking place.

You have probably also read or overheard many reports of illegal fireworks and explosions that are currently taking place throughout many different US cities. If you do a Google search for "fireworks complaints" you will find countless articles posted just in the last week or so.

Most of these news reports are local, since local news is far more likely to have boots on the ground and residents reporting an accurate assessment as to what is actually going on. However, national media outlets are largely attempting to paint this "uptick" in fireworks activity as a sign of people being overly "celebratory" in preparation for the 4th of July.

Here are the facts, so please pay close attention.

As a result of major 4th of July events being shut down and cancelled due to the Covid-19 pandemic, an overwhelming surplus of fireworks have flooded the market. Several activist groups including ANTIFA, BLM and Weather-Undergound are exploiting this surplus and are bulk purchasing from suppliers in extremely high volumes.

In many cases, these are highly dangerous, professional-grade fireworks.

The number of people within these groups must not be underestimated.

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