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[cherry-pop-elf]

Half Wakandian/Mutant Kraven

Hear me out on this. This is essentially my like. Kraven OC? (Kraven is a title. Not a name) and concept. Listen and hear me out and you’ll see the vision and how it fills the gaps in. My comic readers, you’ll see the vision

(Also kinda a more in depth look to my Marvel Rivals Kraven character)

His mother was from Wakanda. Not only that but a brilliant herbologist and potion maker. So instead of needing Calypso he can fulfill his own role and have a important tether to his mother

Being half black is also a important arc to is identity to how he feels different, needs to meet certain roles, to be treated a certain way, and the multiple layers of toxic masculinity

There is also the added divide between him and Dimitri as he would be fully Russian. Half by it’s very literal term

There is also more depth to the dynamic between his parents, as he grew up in a abusive home where she suffered extreme mental health issues due to such

There is also going to be the arc of his X gene. Most often it’s triggered by puberty, and since it’s in the early 1900’s not much on mutants is known. So his mother sees it as a ‘Blessing From Bast’

His mother sees him as a blessing, while his father sees him as nothing more than a tool. Adds a deeper depth to his connection with his mother, and a dynamic of him being an animal mutant.

It would also mean the name chameleon would be literal for Dimitri. Able to shape shift. Makes the names make more sense now. The lion and the chameleon. Two different types of hunters

When escaping Russia to America there really is a feeling of fish out of water, but also a chance of hope because he will actually see other black people

When he’s older and deals with Black Panther there will be a much more intense depth between them. He’s half Wakandian and now T’Challa has to face his own nationalism and cultured isolation from other people. As this is a man who’s from both worlds.

A important aspect of Bi-Racial people’s issues with never being ‘one race enough’ to be part of their own culture and the issues with finding your own identity

One of Kraven’s preys is Black Panther, for you movie watchers, so this adds more important layers. A concept of Sergei wanting to be accepted, but T’Challa sees him as a outsider

His emotional ties to Africa hold more depth. It’s not just being a master hunter, but trying to find himself given what his father took away with his mothers death

A reason why he ends up with Calypso. A attempt for some connection

Sasha is his Russian half while Calypso is his African half

There will also be the explanation why his children look so much like him and act like him. The x gene. They each have a different type of cat gene. Like Ana being a snow leopard compared to her fathers lion

These two changes really help fill in a lot of plot holes and concepts. Makes everything feel more natural and makes sense. Along with keep true to comics with its social commentary about real world issues and its impacts on society

To help explain another heavy depth to his chronic depression, his roots, his family, why he does things

This is an inside look to MY Kraven. Aka Marvel Rivals Kraven

[brokenpieces-72]

Brooke ‘Pup’ Thompson

Cod OC Story

Pup opened another bear trap placing it behind a tree. Surely her plan would attract the attention of the Task Force. Still she would keep moving, if only to protect herself. A horse was already ready and waiting with some basic supplies. Enough for her to get to the next town, get the supplies she would need, and keep going. Trying to reach out to the 141 had too much risk, but if she sent out a clear signal… they would find her.

Pup had only her hiking backpack for a while and she had been stuffing it with whatever she could fit in there. The cabin was a safe house she knew well enough, the same one she’d stayed in when she first met the 141. It had only been a few months since Pup had left it. Plenty of items she could still use from the shed. Most of the tools were for hunting simply a difference in prey.

Another trap laid, and some snow brushed around it. Getting the white paint had certainly been a good plan, as it kept the giant teeth somewhat concealed. They would come at night, if they came at all. The riskiest part would come at the end, before she left the cabin for good.

Pup, or rather Brooke made her way back to the cabin, being sure to step over any of the trip wires she had set up. Putting the fishing line at higher heights would certainly throw them off. The sun was setting over her work and before stepping into the cabin she looked back and gave a smirk to her work.

Leo greeted her at the door, and she made sure to feed him. Of course he would come along with her. Leo was an older dog, but he had been with her almost day one, coming along with Dimitri. She wouldn’t leave the old hound. Brooke fed him properly, and gave him his medicine. The little bugger tried not to eat it, but she wouldn’t let him get away with it. There was some pinning between the legs, and some rebellious growls.

By the time night hit she’d eaten, gotten some sleep, and even watched a few shows. Brooke got her winter gear on, and finished saddling the horse. Then gave the lead to Leo. One command, and he knew where to go. If there was ever an emergency it was where he was supposed to take her. In the meantime Brooke got her pack on and set the timer on the fire place, but not before breaking the glass. It should work. Then she went to the oven, packing up what leftovers she had of the stew. Brooke heard the sounds of distant vehicles, maybe snow mobiles or something similar. She had to move quickly.

After getting her pack just outside the door, she got the gasoline from the shed, and poured it around the room, especially the kitchen, where the back door was. Then she went back to the fireplace to adjust the time by a few minutes. Finally she turned up the stove. With a final look back, Brooke rushed out the front door, but not before taking the hunting rifle next to it.

Brooke circled around the cabin, to the back, letting the cabin fill itself. As an extra measure she made to set the dial on the toaster, but hadn’t pulled down the lever yet. Soap might’ve been proud of her were he there. Brooke posted up around the corner of the building, waiting for them. Through the doors and she was home free. For a short while maybe. But still. It would get Laswell’s attention, and from there, Watcher could direct the Captain to Brooke. It would send a message to the cartel as well.

She was done.

Brooke wanted her freedom and not just running away and hoping no one would chain her up and try to sell her or force her to sell drugs. She wanted to fight back, properly. Pup didn’t want to wait for a court date or an arrest. The 141 had shown her how to run, how to fight, and how to be safe… they also taught her how to live. Dimitri taught her how to survive and to keep going.

There was a snapping gore sound, followed by a cry. Brooke took aim and shot towards the sound. It was too dark to see anything, but she got close, hearing some wood splintering. A few more shots. She just needed them to come after her. A few got clotheslined when they ran up to the cabin. Brooke still had time and but didn’t reach for the door. A quick glance at her watch. She had to hurry.

“Come get me assholes!” She yelled.

There was more shouting as they came after her. Brooke hurried inside, and ran down the short hall, shutting the door. Loud enough for them to hear too. Once she heard the door open, she went out through the window, staying low, and watching the rest head inside, before making a hard break for it. One thing was on her mind.

RUN!

It didn’t take long for her to find the emergency rendezvous. Brooke mounted and whistled for Leo to take off, and spurring the horse forward, getting into a hard sprint. There were too many men for them to follow her through the window so they would have to move through the cabin. They would get stuck at the front door. And then the timer would go off. The fireplace would spark. Gasoline and propane fumes had filled the the place enough by now.

BOOM!

Brooke had gotten out of there just in time. The cabin exploded. She didn’t stop and kept the horse in an even gallop.

The 141 stood in front of the monitor seeing the explosion from news feeds and now a drone. Brooke was a high profile asset, a key witness to the cartel’s crimes and activities. She was young, but valuable. As each of them look at the screen and hear the reports there is a mix of emotions. Mostly concern and some anxiousness. Was she still alive? Who did this?

“Brooke’s body wasn’t found.” Laswell reported.

“They’re sure?” Kyle asked.

“Each one of the bodies is a full grown adult, male and female but none fit Brooke’s build or form.” Laswell stated.

“Do we know where Brooke is?” Price asked next.

“…you boys taught her well. Where would she go?” Laswell replied. The men shared looks, all of them knowing the best place to start looking.

“When do we leave?” Ghost asked. Each of them turned their attention to Laswell.

“Wheels up in 15.”

Brooke kept moving, the closest town being pretty small, with horses being uncommon but not rare. Good. She didn’t want too much attention drawn to her. Brooke was exhausted after the past couple of nights. It wasn’t too cold out but it was enough to make her seek shelter. A motel probably, but they might find her there. For now, food was needed. She was starving.

Right now Brooke needed something warm to drink. After finding a place that was fine with her parking a horse she went inside, and sat down, taking off some of her winter gear to breathe. The chair was a welcome cushion after being on the saddle for so long. Without warning, someone approached the table and Brooke tensed. Waitress or not it was a gamble in such a dead cafe. Anyone was her enemy. The woman set down a cup of tea, one of those large cups, filled with green tea.

“I didn’t order this.” Brooke told the barista.

“A nice man paid for it, told me to give it to a girl with a scar across her face.” She put simply before walking away. Brooke called her back over, before she could walk away too far.

“Is the man still here?” She asked, keeping her voice down. The woman gestured to a man in a brown coat, with his back to her.

“Thank him for me?” She asked.

“Already did honey.” The barista walked away again. Brooke kept her head down, and sipped the drink. God she needed that. Soon the man in the brown coat joined her.

“That was bloody reckless.” He stated, sitting down.

“Sorry Captain.” She said.

“Stop apologizing.” Price said sitting down across from her. “A horse though? Quieter I’ll give ya that- Oi!”

Leo growled at Price, not appreciating the accidental step to the ribs. Brooke hushed the K9, who returned to his position.

“Anyways, the explosion wasn’t bad.” Price continued. “Fishing line was a bit amateur.”

“What did Soap think of the explosion?” Brooke asked. Price tried to fight his smile. “Do I have matcha on my face?”

“No. He had some guesses.” Price said. “How are you feeling?”

“Tired… nervous… hungry.” Brooke admitted.

“Finish the drink, we have work to do.” Price said.

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[jotunkhiicha]

The first route I played on Fire Emblem: Three Houses was Blue Lions and I married Dimitri, thinking I could just save scum and see all the endings. Spoiler, I couldn’t.

When We Were Younger, Was It Real?

Twisting and turning in his grip, swinging her head back as they spin, waltzing into damnation as one—never apart and united by red string that keeps their souls locked in a lover’s embrace—this is the reality of the love they wield. Their feet, precise and careful to avoid treading on the other, they use them to break apart the ground below. In their locked hands as they move in unison, lays a discourse, his heart filled with anguished whispers that clamour for destruction, for sacrifice and for a fine pillage, and then, there’s her heart filled with piety, with something as pure and divine as hope and the ambivalent nature of her love.

When Dimitri slipped through the net, their waltz should have been interrupted; the unison in which they move should have broken apart, it should have crumbled under his fingertips, and yet, it withstands. Something as warped and demented as love withstands. It filters in between the cracks and reaches out with warm digits, it unfurls its petals and reveals white, ready to be stained red.

Although, her love is neither white nor black; her love is an amalgamation of every single bright spark that the world can create. Her love bursts and it writhes under his tight hold and, one must ask, does he understand?

Left in the rags, the dark dredges of his lust for revenge, does he understand?

The Cathedral nowadays is an absolute ruin. Rubble cascades down from above, these rocks vibrate down into the tiles below and some crack under the pressure. The debris has piled up like the cancerous marriage of the world’s sins, it has no side per-say, but it does ooze this repulsion for this war like pious watchers. A chill cascades down from above, from a flank and from the sides like a sweeping darkness that seeks to swipe the warmth from beneath their heels as they stand, unchanging beneath the burning skies.

The candles flicker while Eden strolls through the blackened, the soot covered lies, towards the grief and utter despair before her. Her heels click, her cloak flutters and is emblazoned with the Royal Crest in a beautiful silver thread, signifying her station in this twisted world. The navy blue cloak causes some candle flames to swoop back in her presence, while others are drawn ever-closer. Her white dress hugs her frame with fur around her high collar, keeping her warm and sheathing her in a cloud of allure. There are navy blue tassels around her waist and her hands are concealed in fine white fabrics.

She comes to a halt where the benches end and she looks upon his form with pity, with a most somber sorrow and, finally, love. She brings both feet together and keeps her hands at her side while his sobs, although muffled, reach her ears and she finds herself grounded in place with her heart climbing up her throat and out onto her tongue.

She moves closer and she sees his form stiffen beneath the light at her soothing words, at the call of his name bathed in the darkness. She’s swift, she is graceful and she is like the calming breeze within a scorching summer night; she is the respite in a storm, an oasis within a quenched heart. There’s a draft from her cloak as she steps beside him, her hand slowly reaching up to his back while he stares at her form with his bloodshot eye.

She draws him up, and raises his head with her fingertips at his chin. He wears a forlorn frown while her fingertips become damp beneath the weight of his warm tears, like meteors treading down glacial peaks, they leave a thin trail as proof of their existence in the world.

Compared to him, Eden is a little bit shorter than him and she is covered by his shadow, she is the sun and he is the moon, forever basking in her glow. So, because of this, she has to look up a little and, even though he could crush her, and could’ve many times before, he never has.

She sighs and gently pulls him into her, and he doesn’t fight it. He curls up into her embrace, wrapping her up in his limbs and keeping her close while he weeps into her shoulder. Her robes become damp with his tears and her arms wrap around his shoulders. Her fingertips comb through his blond locks and he seems to sob harder, letting out everything he possibly had bottled up.

She closes her eyes. “Let it out… I’ll stay with you.”

[taanoir]

Bernie was beside himself, the loss of his mother was rough.

This time it was just him left to pick up the pieces and Evie was bereft.

There was also a realization that they had some traveling to do. They would need to travel to Henford to have their parents buried. Bernie's mind thought back to a distant conversation with Edna. They were both fighting over who would make that trip. He wished he had let her win. He had spoken with Edna after their mom's passing, she was pregnant and couldn't make the trip. Edna that never wanted a family having kids with Dimitri that shared her disdain for children. His sister Edna didn't get the career path or it seems the life she had set out for. Bernie was actually a bit happy to be on the other side of the country. He loved his sister but they were too much oil and water.

The two siblings made the lonely trip to Henford. No Hana, no Edna, for the purpose of laying their parents with their ancestors. They sat in the empty chapel while the priest mumbled some words about the watcher and life in the great save file beyond. Bernie's mind wandered, how many of his relations had sat in this room and listened to platitudes about their loved ones.

The service was finally over, his parents were covered with soil. Bernie and Evie stood looking out at the rows of headstones. Someday they would rest here too.

Bernie walked to the back of the cemetery to the oldest stones. They were faded, most of the engraving worn away by the Henford rain. the only distinction he could make out was Khur and Calisto, the rest of their epithets were lost to time. Bernie was not one to keep relationships together, but he would need to find a way to move the dial forward.

Wishing a final farewell to Alex and Cerise.

If you adore Cerise like I did she was created by @thisisthem . I changed her name and dressed her for the eras she lived in but her skin, sliders and genetics are as created. She is Clémentine and available on ThisIsThem's Patreon for free HERE . ThisIsThem makes exceptionally wonderful skins, their creations are used throughout my game.

[teaveetamer]

With all these moonpuns shenanigans, I realized that I'm dreading the possibility of the stans using the word 'luna'. Whilst this is a perfectly fine word in Latin languages, it has some unfortunate connotations in Hawaiian. Luna means overseer, watcher and that's those who oversaw workers in plantations were called. Many of them were extremely abusive to the workers. And considering they see Dimitri and Faerghus as BaD and violent... hm.

Oh wow I didn't know that, that's super fascinating. Horrible, but fascinating.

Okay moon puns are okay here but luna puns are now banned (moon puns are more fun anyway)

[mahvaladara]

Gamall: Who the fuck names their kid Otto Apocalypse and gets surprised when he turns out evil? Arlo: I'm named after a murdered hooker. Gamall:... Arlo: Apollo is named after a narcisistic evil god. Gamall:... Arlo: Alcina's named after a villain. Gamall:... Arlo: Dimitri too. Gamall: Syra's a cruise ship! Arlo: That's why she's the only one of us who's even slightly decent! Gamall: Yah, everyone loves cruise ships. Especially horror movie directors. Arlo: Watcher. Fucking. Damnit. DAAD!

[noodle-artist]

Tag Game - Current

( shoutout to @mysterynoel for tagging me. I was like “meee? 😳” haha anyway if your a dimileth fan pls go read their fics, they’re amazing!!!)

*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･ 🌸✨*~~*✨🌸･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

Current time: 7:23 PM

Current activity: listening to The Watchers “Are You Scared” while I draw

Currently thinking about: How hot it is 🥵

Current favorite song: Am I Dreaming Metro Boomin 🕷️

Currently reading: Haven’t started the next one but just finished reading “The Beast of Beswick” 🫣 it gave feral Dimitri vibes 100/100

Currently Watching: amazing world of gumball ( didn’t watch in my childhood, friend recommended… it’s a gold mine of comedy ) also The people vs OJ Simpson ( per my sisters request cause I know nothing about this case )

Current Favorite Character: Miguel O’Hara 😳

Current work in progress: Hobie Brown artwork 🎸 , Miguel O’hara artwork 😏, What we do in the moonlight dimileth zine artwork (hehe it’s a secret 🤭)

Random Tagging GO!: @bayalexison @moa-gongaga @izzythebananaqueen @lunafox90

[mixamorphosis]

This was my final throw of the dice with the Down The Rabbit Hole series on Box Frequency FM, and somehow I managed to entice an artist that I hugely admired and whose output I really loved. This was a show of 3 parts that clocked in at nearly 3 and a half hours! All three parts and tracklists are here, obviously the guest slot is the stand out, in my eyes it is a work of art, but give the 3 a whirl, in order, you might just like the whole shebang!

Oh, the guest? None other than the artist formerly known as No Requests, MK, Matthew Kyle, Matthew MacDonald and Softmore which was the name he went under at the time of this show. I think there's been another alias since, and I really wish I'd been able to keep up with the changes because as I already said, I seriously loved his work and was so delighted he agreed to share a platform with me [insert Wayne's World "We're not worthy" gif here]. If you should happen to stumble across the page Matthew, please give me a shout with your most recent projects, I'd love to catch up!

Part One

Part One (Me) - Tracklist 

01. Matthew Kyle - Check It On Out (78 Recordings) 02. Jona Saucedo - When I Do Love (Unknown Label) 03. Ned Doheny - A Love Of Your Own (Softmore Version) (Unknown Label) 04. The Isley Brothers - Footsteps In The Dark (Vins Edit) (Unknown Label) 05. Bobby Bland - Ain't No Love (Pistolpuma Remix) (Self Released) 06. Latimore - All The Way Lover (Disco Tech Edit) (Unknown Label) 07. Isaac Hayes - Walk On By (Prozak Morris Flip, Trip & Acid Flip) (Not On Label) 08. Mathieu Clé - Black Mysteries (Apersonal Music) 09. LNTG - You Abandoned Me (Lightspeed Recordings) 10. Rhye - Open (Softmore Dub) (Unknown Label) 11. BB King - Thrill Is Gone (RocknRolla Soundsystem Edit) (Self Released) 12. War - Slippin' Into Darkness (Gazeebo Edit) (Unknown Label)

Part Two

Part Two (Softmore) - Tracklist

01. Softmore - Air Traffic (Intro) (Not On Label) 02. Softmore - Weather Watcher (Interlude) (Not On Label) 03. Andras Fox - Erskine Falls (Home Loan Records) 04. Greg Paulus & John Camp - Remo (Wolf & Lamb Records) 05. Jesse Boykins III - Show Me Who You Are (Empire) 06. Greg Paulus - Daisy Duke (Wolf & Lamb Records) 07. DJ Cam - Bounce (Inflammable) 08. DJ Cam Quartet ft. InLove - Everybody Loves the Sunshine (Inflammable) 09. Softmore - In Flight (Interlude) (Not On Label) 10. GB ft. Steve Spacek - Simply So (Sound In Colour) 11. Joseph Terruel - The Jazzy Dub Sensation (In The Woods) 12. Softmore - Coastal Drift (Unknown Label) 13. Bobby - Transit (Circulations) 14. Softmore - Harp Chord (Interlude) (Not On Label) 15. Modlee & Vlooper - All Matter (Soulection) 16. The Rurals ft. Irantzu - Hermosa Blues (Softmore Edit) (Unknown Label) 17. Erlend Øye - Every Party Has a Winner and a Loser (Source) 18. Shy Girls - When I Say I Love U (Hit City) 19. Vital & Hubb - The Art of Alone (Fokuz Recordings) 20. 6th Borough Project - Deep C (Delusions Of Grandeur) 21. 6th Borough Project - The Callback (Delusions Of Grandeur) 22. BRS - Lovin' Me (Situation Rework) (Situation Sounds) 23. Phonique ft. Erlend Øye - For the Time Being (Dessous) 24. Kola Kube ft. Choklate - Break My Heart (Session Victim Remix) (Z Records) 25. Navid Izadi - On My Mind (Double Standards) 26. Harvey Sutherland - Nexus (This Thing Records) 27. Jerome C. - Heart & Soul (Double Standards) 28. Baby Prince & Navid Izadi - Missing You (Soul Clap Records) 29. Softmore - Air Traffic (Outro) (Not On Label)

Part Three (Me)

Part Three (Me) - Tracklist

01. Hanny Dottaway - Talkin' 'Bout (Dimitri From Loisada Edit) (Ebo Records) 02. Phreek Plus One - La Spirale (J's Loveboat Mix) (Internasjonal) 03. Secret Society - Doe's Playa (1Trax) 04. Lay Far - Many Sided (Shadeleaf) 05. U - I (ManMakeMusic) 06. Munk & Rebolledo - Surf Smurf (Munk Version) (Gomma) 07. Gang Of Wolves - Universal Children (Stupid Human) 08. Cheek - Venus (Sunshine People Mix) (Versatile) 09. The London Heavy Disco Revue - The Balloon Room (Outhear Audio) 10. The Bucketheads - Got Myself Together (Kenlou Remix) (Positiva) 11. E-Versions - Khan (Merc) 12. Theo Vaness - Love Me Now (The Noodleman Dub) (Not On Label) 13. Goody Goody - It Looks Like Love (Sleazy McQueen Edit) (Unknown Label)

Linked up tracklist [HERE]

Download here [PART 1] // [PART 2] // [PART 3]

[jetsteeleyourheart]

Circle Interrupted - Chapter 3 Excerpt

Fandoms: Bloodlines & Vampire Academy Longfic: 33,000+ Words so far Rated T - Heavy Situations, Mental Health & PTSD, Violence, & hurt/comfort (see tags on fic) Sydney & Adrian Alternating POV Canon Divergent Fix It Fic post Silver Shadows - Sydney/Adrian, Jill/Eddie, Trey/Angeline, incidental Lissa/Christian, incidental Rose/Dimitri

Circle Interrupted Chapter 3 Link

Excerpt from Ch. 3:

“Trey found something,” Ms. Terwilliger ushered me over to the main attraction, a massive T-Rex made up of gears and rusty bits of metal plating.

Actually, it couldn’t have been a T-Rex… the head shape was all wrong - blunt instead of oblong – and it appeared to have horns welded to the top of its head. Eddie and Trey appeared to be closely examining its rear end. When I got closer I could make out layers of graffiti. 

“Nah, that’s definitely an asshole” Eddie was saying. 

“Are you kidding me? It's clearly a flower.” Trey argued. “What would a robot need a sphincter for?”  

“To be a more anatomically correct velociraptor, I don’t know! – do I look like a paleontologist to you?”

“Definitely not,” I chimed in. “If anything, this is a grossly disproportionate carnataurus, not a raptor.”

“Thank god, our brain cell is here. Settle a debate, Melrose.” Trey beckoned me over, absentmindedly using my assumed last name out of habit – not security. Though it made me wonder if code-names would have been a good idea. 

I approached apprehensively. Before I could get a better look at what resembled an asterisk, Trey whipped my shoulders around so he and Eddie could get a better view of my profile. 

“If you squint you can kind of see her tattoo.” Out of my peripheral vision, I could see Eddie squinting at me. 

“Care to share with the class,” I said, brushing hair over the left side of my face. Even high level illusions could be seen through if the watcher knew someone's true identity. Often the spell would break for everyone if even one person saw through it. Ms. Terwilliger had assured me the complex charm would hold up, but the scrutiny still made me nervous.

“Sorry,” said Trey sheepishly, releasing my head from his hold. 

“Trey thinks that this-” Eddie pointed to the line pattern on the metal plate. “- is supposed to be an abstract Alchemist Lily, when it is clearly an asshole.” Based on the placement on the old Raptorbot 6000, I had to agree. At first.

Yet, when I looked closer, I could also see what Trey was seeing. The center was made up of small dots, and the lines coming from it did bear a striking resemblance to the symbol that had surrounded me my whole life. 

“I think Trey’s on to something...” I looked around and spotted something scrawled at the base of the robot in the same color. “There.” We scrambled to where I had pointed. It was a single word: 

“ Here ?” read Ms. Terwilliger, frowning. 

“Maybe there’s more?” Suggested Eddie. 

“Fan out. Look for more of that blue graffiti,” said Trey. 

“Not blue,” I said suddenly. “ Indigo .” This was definitely from Marcus. I was willing to wager Adrian’s lost inheritance that his tattoo matched the paint color perfectly. 

Start from the beginning on AO3!

[impossible-rat-babies]

Writing Snippet #31

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Dimitri has more than one caveat before jumping into a relationship with Tekehu.

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The sunset bathed just above the horizon of shimmering water, painting the sky and clouds above in brilliant shades of yellow, orange and red. Dimitri leaned against the deck railing, carefully whittling away at a piece of wood he had picked up on one of the many islands they had taken their steps into. He smoothed his fingers across a freshly cut area, his ears twitching as he heard footsteps on the deck.

The crew was all below, the evening meal going over well. Dimitri would pick up his own meal later as he always did; he was a reclusive Captain, but one who had the crew’s respect and condemnation for his actions when it counted. None of them minded that he spent meal times away from them in his own privacy.

He tucked his knife back into his belt, watching as Tekehu approached, the source of the footsteps.

“Captain, a word?” Tekehu’s eyes widened in proportion to his smile and Dimitri grinned. Tekehu always had a way of filling a room and demanding all the attention within it, Dimitri’s attention included.

“What’s on your mind?” He asked, fussing with the carved wooden piece, his thumbnail stroking the still rough edges.

Tekehu came to stand next to Dimitri and he watched the Godlike’s face until he spoke.

“You came to the Deadfire for your own reasons. The problems of others, they must be noisy obstacles by comparison.” He spoke and Dimitri held his tongue until he finished. Tekehu looked back at him, blue eyes searching his. “We both know the burden of being looked to as a source of hope.”

Dimitri heaved a sigh, pulling himself up onto the railing of the ship. He held onto the edge, just in case; the ship was steady and secure in the calm waters, but he knew to expect the unexpected.

“It tests my patience now and again.” He grumbled, sitting nearly at eye level with Tekehu. He always did prefer equal footing.

“And you wish for a moment of silence to dampen the rabble.” Tekehu let out a deep sigh and planted his hands on the railing beside Dimitri. He searched for his eyes, making no move to look away from his venture.

Dimitri swallowed hard, his gaze dancing everywhere but at Tekehu.

“Dimitri.” He spoke and his eyes snapped to his; it was rare for Tekehu to use his name and the smile on his face suggested he knew well what he was playing at. Something in Dimitri’s chest skipped several beats, his breath growing short in his lungs as he refused to break their stare.

He knew Tekehu was watching his struggle, a grin spreading across his features. His gaze never left his, something in Tekehu’s gaze searching for something deep within his eyes.

Dimitri couldn’t break away, the feeling in his chest rising up into his throat in a way that made him feel like no matter how many times he cleared his throat, it wouldn’t be enough to dislodge the feeling.

Something black in the pit of his gaze drew him in, and it didn’t take long for Dimitri to realize he was leaning close to him, his grip loose on the railing to keep him anchored. Tekehu moved a fraction closer, and he could smell the ocean on his skin.

A flickering appeared deep in Dimitri’s own eyes, something like fire silently roaring deep in the red pits of his eyes. Tekehu could swear he could almost smell the smoke, but the feeling of Dimitri’s hand pressing against his chest pulled him back.

Dimitri trailed his hand across his collar bone, feeling both the smoothness and roughness the scales had to offer under his touch. He smelled like the deep salt water and the wind that would kick up before a storm, a tingle setting the hairs of the back of the neck to rise. Tekehu’s chest rose and fell with every deep breath under Dimitri’s touch, his grin both knowing and excited.

A long moment passed between them, Dimitri’s fingertips still exploring the skin around Tekehu’s collarbone. The dying light of the sun made them shimmer in reflected oranges and reds, painting him a red fish rather than a blue one.

“It is relaxing to lose yourself in another.” He spoke so slowly that Dimitri almost missed the words. The world pulled back slightly from Tekehu, but not enough to draw him away completely.

“I’m feeling braver than normal. Ekera, a good Captain has that effect on their crew.” He nearly purred and the sensation traveled down Dimitri’s spine, sending a shiver chasing his skin. Their eyes met again and Dimitri could’ve sworn Tekehu leaned in closer. “All the powers in the Deadfire have their eyes on the Watcher of Caed Nua. Tell me, is the Watcher...watching anyone?” He tipped his head coyly to the side, his grin making Dimitri brave.

He took the necklace around Tekehu’s neck, pulling on it just enough to pull the Godlike even closer. Their faces were mere inches apart, each breath sharing the same air

“Just you, pretty fish.” Dimitri breathed, his red eyes nearly smoldering under his gaze.

“For once, Ngati answers my prayers.” He grinned and Dimitri shared the look, gently biting his tattooed lip.

“Captain, I would speak plainly. Are you as excited about the possible...what I mean is, if we were to...” Dimitri blinked at his words, especially as he cleared his throat and studied him, eyes wide and imploring. He was far from used to modesty from Tekehu.

Dimitri hummed, gently teasing at the necklace he still held, keeping their faces close. “Let’s say I’m intrigued. Speak on.” He urged, letting go of the necklace as he pulled himself back. Tekehu pulled away as well, not realizing how much the elf had pulled him close. The thought would’ve made his flush if the story in his head hadn’t already made him flush.

“If such things interest you, my last...haphazard coupling was no so long ago. In Neketaka in fact.” He chuckled to himself, lips pursing in thought.

“Sounds like you have a story to tell.” Dimtri urged him on, watching the Godlike intently.

“Ekera, I am the hope and destiny of my people. My heart is full of stories.” He reminded him and something in Dimitri’s laugh made his heart skip a beat.

“She was a Godlike—one of Amira’s brood, her hair as neat and orderly as a raven’s wing.” He launched into his story, pulling out a black feather from a pouch on his belt. He drew his fingers down the fibers, smiling in rememberance.

“We found each other in the market, and...made ourselves comfortable behind a fishmonger’s stall. She left me this as a keepsake.” He sighed, holding the feather up to the dying light painting the sky deeper shades of orange.

Dimitri watched silently, a soft smile on his face while his eyes tracked his every movement.

“I never knew her name. Now I do not have to suffer the pangs of forgetting it.” Sighing, he let the feather fall from his hands. It danced across the sky before it fell into the ocean, disappearing to Ondra’s depths.

“Didn’t you want to keep that?” Dimitri asked and Tekehu hummed, eyes tracing the path the feather had taken.

“Most desperately...but I do not cage love or force it to be anything but itself. A bird fluttered away. She was not mine to keep.” He looked back to Dimitri and he cocked an eyebrow. Dimitri’s ears reddened and he looked away, moving his hair from his face.

“That was some fast seduction on your part.” He remarked, looking at him. Tekehu gave a knowing grin, teeth flashing.

“It helps when both parties are beautiful, full of desire, and have no afternoon plans.” Tekehu hummed and Dimitri gave a weak nod. He bit his lip, wondering how much that meant for him. It couldn’t; Tekehu was and had many things Dimitri lacked and he knew he didn’t have much of anything to offer back. It was a pointless venture.

“I was expected at the guildhall, but one must have their priorities.”

“If you are trying to charm me, talking about your past lovers is a strange way to do it.” Dimitri spoke quickly after he finished, a serious expression crossing his face. Tekehu blinked and chuckled, curiosity kissing his tone.

“Charm? Not so Captain. I would have you know me by my desires. These are the Tekehu as much as the living god.” He explained and Dimitri shook his head, chewing his lip.

“And who do those desires encompass?” He inquired and Tekehu gave a knowing grin.

“Well, the one before me is awful tempting.” He proposed and Dimitri snickered bitterly, jumping off the railing to walk away. And now the gig was up.

“And that is the problem...” He spoke just loud enough for Tekehu to hear and the Godlike let out a chuckle, folding his arms over his chest while his eyes tracked Dimitri’s every movement.

“Ekera, how so?” He asked incredulously and Dimitri shook his head, stopping his pacing around the deck. He let out a heavy breath, shaking his head yet again.

“I am...many things, but desirable is far from them.” He fussed with his hands, running them up his arms. He couldn’t feel the scars, but he knew they lingered under his thin cotton shirt. “I am picky, overthink...this body of mine is a...a disaster is one word that would come of it. Hardly a decent comparison, or match—” He bit his lip and Tekehu quickly stopped him, putting his hands on his shoulders. His shoulders were so small in his hold, but Dimitri refused to look at him.

“Dimitri.” Tekehu spoke. “I do not want you to misunderstand. I am a sea anemone—hungry and eager to close around stimulation. I would draw you in with care. With patience. Regardless of what you believe about yourself.” He raised a brow and studied Dimitri, looking for a reaction.

Dimitri’s lips pursed to a thin line, refusing the urge to shake his head. He sighed instead, chewing his lip again.

“If...if you—I cannot deny my attraction to you. And if you believe this persuing of each other is a worthy venture...” He spoke and he saw a question rise with Tekehu’s brow.

“I don’t wish to misunderstand me.” He added quickly. “My...my ameanablity has nothing to do with your status. It bears no will towards me in these matters. It’s all simply...internal for me. I wouldn’t wish to give you an unworthy chase.” Dimitri explained and Tekehu chuckled, carefully lifting his chin before he took his face in his hands. They were cool to the touch, a surprise he had not anticipated.

“Ekera, the chase shall be a worthy one for both of us.” He smiled in a genuine way Dimitri had yet to have seen. He pulled away a moment later, blue eyes easily looking him up and down, clearly appreciating the view.

Dimitri’s face flushed along with his cheeks, pale freckles in stark contrast to his deep complexion. He opened his mouth to speak, but Tekehu spoke over him.

“We could blunt our teeth on more chatter, but...I cherish the suspense.” He grinned, beckoning for Dimitri to follow him down into the hold.

As Tekehu finished speaking, his words slowed to a crawl, the world paling and slowing as well. The sensation of sinking into a pool of water began to touch him gently, starting at his ankles and easily washing up the rest of his body. Dimitri took a breath he knew he didn’t need, but he took it nonetheless.

I want better for him than you.

Ngati’s voice rang out in his head, her great bulbous eyes narrowing to pinpricks. A shiver crawled down Dimitri’s spine, more left unspoken between them. But the sensation of saltwater filling his nose pulled him away, the world reaassembling itself in front of his eyes. Even so, the sensation of moisture and depth pulled away, the sensation tracing his skin for longer than required. A reminder one might call it.

Tekehu paused and looked back at Dimitri, a question in his face. He easily waved him on, joining him. He gestured again towards the door, a strained smile painting his face. He glanced out of the doorway to the deep blood red sky and a soft sigh escaped his nose. He quickly shook his head however, dipping down into the hold below.

[r26yz]

Freya's cat

[incorrectpnatquotes]

[The Journalism Club club is trying to sneak into an event]

Suzy: No cameras allowed in...

Dimitri: I have an idea.

[Dimitri goes up to a bouncer]

Bouncer: Phones in the bucket, please.

Dimitri: What's a phone?

Bouncer: ...what? *lets Dimitri in*

Suzy and Collin: *flabbergasted*

[free-for-all-fics]

Obscure Characters List - Male Edition

Obscure Characters I love for some reason. (By obscure I mean characters that have little to no fanfic written about them. Not necessarily characters nobody’s ever heard of.) Don’t ask me to explain why.

A

Abraham Alastor/Anthony Clarke (Dark Pictures Little Hope)

Adam (Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter)

Adam (Hallmark Frankenstein 2004)

Al Capone (Night at the Museum)

Alan McMichael (Crimson Peak)

Alec Fell (Nancy Drew, The Silent Spy)

AM (I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream)

Amphibian Man/The Asset (Shape of Water)

Anthony Walsh (Blood Fest)

Anton Herzen (Professor Layton and the Diabolical Box)

Ardeth Bay (Mummy series)

Armand (Queen of the Damned 2002)

Armando Salazar (Pirates of the Caribbean 5)

B

Barnaby (Sabrina Down Under)

Baron Humbert von Gikkingen (The Cat Returns)

Baron Meinster (Brides of Dracula)

Beast/Hank McCoy (X-Men, Kelsey Grammer version)

Beast/Prince (Beauty and the Beast 2014)

Ben Willis (I Know What You Did Last Summer)

Bernard the elf (Santa Clause series)

Black Phillip (The VVitch)

Blade (Puppetmaster series)

Bughuul (Sinister 1 and 2)

C

Caliban/John Clare (Penny Dreadful)

Captain Frederick Wentworth (Persuasion)

Captain James Hook (Peter Pan 2003)

Cedric Brown (Nanny McPhee)

Christian Thompson (Devil Wears Prada)

Colonel William Tavington (The Patriot)

Cornelis Sandvoort (Tulip Fever)

Crown Prince Ryand'r/Darkfire (DC comics/Teen Titans)

D

Daniel Le Domas (Ready Or Not)

Death (Final Destination series)

Dimitri Allen (Professor Layton and the Unwound Future)

Dimitri Denatos (Mom’s Got a Date With a Vampire)

Dustfinger (Inkheart)

Dr. Alexander Sweet/Dracula (Penny Dreadful)

Dr. Gregory Butler (Happy Death Day 1 & 2)

Dr. Manhattan (Watchmen)

Driller Killer (Slumber Party Massacre 2)

E

Edward Gracey (Haunted Mansion 2003) 

Edward Mordrake (Urban Legend/American Horror Story Asylum)

Edward/Eddie “Tex” Sawyer (Texas Chainsaw Massacre 3)

Elemer of the Briar (Elden Ring)

Erik Carriere (Phantom of the Opera 1990)

Ethan (Pilgrim 2019)

F

Father Gascoigne (Bloodborne)

Faustus Blackwood (Chilling Adventures of Sabrina)

Fegan Floop (Spy Kids trilogy)

Fox Mask/Tom (You’re next)

G

George Knightley (Emma)

Ghost/Mitch (Haunt 2019)

Godskin Apostle (Elden Ring)

Godwyn the Golden (Elden Ring)

Gold Watchers (Dark Deception)

Greg (Bodies, Bodies, Bodies)

Grim Matchstick (Cuphead)

Gurranq Beast Clergyman (Elden Ring)

H

Henry Jekyll/Edward Hyde (Broadway, Rob Evan version)

Henry Sturges (Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter)

Hugh Crain (Haunting of Hill House, the book and 1963 film. Not the Flanagan show or 1999 movie remake)

Hugo Butterly (Nancy Drew, Danger by Design)

I

Ingemar (Midsommar)

J

Jack Ferriman (Ghost Ship)

Jack Worthing/Uncle Jack (We Happy Few)

Jafar (Once Upon a Time, not the Wonderland spin-off)

Jan Valek (John Carpenter’s Vampires)

Jefferson "Seaplane" McDonough/Alex (Jumanji 2 and 3)

Jervis Tetch/Mad Hatter (Arkhamverse! Video Games)

Jester (Puppetmaster series)

John (He’s Out There)

Joseph “Joey” Mallone (Blackwell series)

Juan (The Forever Purge)

Juno Hoslow, Knight of Blood (Elden Ring)

K

Kalabar (Halloweentown)

Kenneth Haight (Elden Ring)

Killer Moth/Drury Walker (Teen Titans)

King Paimon (Hereditary)

L

Lamb Mask/Craig (You’re next)

Lamplighter (The Boys)

Launder Man (Crypt TV)

Lawrence “Larry” Gordon (Saw series)

Loki (Apsulov: End of Gods)

Lucifer (Devil’s Carnival 1 & 2)

M

Magic Mirror (Snow White 1937/Shrek)

Man in the Mask (The Strangers)

Manon (The Craft)

Man-Thing (Marvel’s Werewolf By Night)

Marco Polo/Merman (Crypt TV)

Marcus Corvinus (Underworld series)

Markus Boehm (Nancy Drew, the Captive Curse)

Mephistopheles (Faust’s Albtraum)

Micolash, Host of the Nightmare (Bloodborne)

Miquella (Elden Ring)

Mirror Man (Snow White and the Huntsman)

Mr. Crow/Aldous Vanderboom (Rusty Lake series)

Mr. Le Bail (Ready Or Not)

Mr. Slausen (Tourist Trap)

N

Nigel Billingsley (Jumanji 2 and 3)

Night’s Cavalry (Elden Ring)

Nothing (The Night House)

P

Pazuzu (The Exorcist)

Pierre Despereaux (Psych)

Prince Anton Voytek (Vampire 1974)

Prince Escalus (Romeo and Juliet, no particular adaptation)

Prince Quartus (Stardust)

Prince Septimus (Stardust)

Professor Petrie/Phantom of the Opera (Phantom of the Opera 1962)

Peter Quint (Turn of the Screw, the book and maybe some other adaptations. Not the Bly Manor Flanagan show.)

R

Reese Kelly (Scarlet Hollow)

Rene Belloq (Indiana Jones, Raiders of the Lost Ark)

Roland Voight (Hellraiser 2022)

Ronin (Star Trek)

Rorschach (Watchmen)

Rupert Giles (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

Rusty Nail (Joyride trilogy)

S

Salem Saberhagen (Sabrina the Teenage Witch)

Sam Wayne (Scarlet Hollow)

Silver Surfer/Norrin Radd (Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer)

Simon Jarrett (SOMA)

Sir Lancelot (Night at the Museum 3)

Sportacus (LazyTown)

Starscourge Radahn (Elden Ring)

STEM (Upgrade)

Sutter Cane (In the Mouth of Madness)

T

Thantos DuBaer (Twitches 1 and 2)

The Auditor (Hellraiser: Judgment)

The Babadook (The Babadook)

The Black Knight Ghost (Scooby Doo 2 Monsters Unleashed)

The Curator (Dark Pictures Anthology)

The Designer (Devil’s Carnival 2)

The Djinn/Nathaniel Demerest/Professor Joel Barash/Steven Verdel (Wishmaster series)

The Faun (Pan’s Labyrinth)

The Fox (The Little Prince 1974)

The Jester (The Jester, A Short Horror Film series)

The Kinderfänger (Crypt TV)

The Knight/Tarhos Kovács (Dead by Daylight)

The Look-See (Crypt TV)

The Man (Carnival of Souls)

The Merman (Cabin In The Woods)

The Metal Killer (Stage Fright 2014)

The Mirror (Oculus)

The Narrator (Stanley Parable)

The Other (Hellfest)

The Phantom (Phantom Manor)

The Projectionist (Pearl)

The T-1000/Cop (Terminator 2, Terminator Genisys)

The Tall Man/The Entity (It Follows)

The Thing (The Thing 1982)

The Torn Prince/Royce Clayton (Thirteen Ghosts remake)

The Torso/James “Jimmy” Gambino (Thirteen Ghosts remake)

Thomas Alexander “Alex” Upton (TAU)

Tiger Mask/Dave (You’re Next)

Tommy Ross (Carrie, 1976)

V

Valak (The Conjuring)

Valdack and his real world counterpart (Black Mirror)

Van Pelt (Jumanji 2)

Venable (Wrong Turn 2021)

Viktor (Underworld series)

Viktor Frankenstein/Dr. Whale (Once Upon a Time)

Vladislaus Dracula (Van Helsing 2004)

W

Wade Thornton (Nancy Drew, Ghost of Thornton Hall)

Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

Westley/Dread Pirate Roberts (The Princess Bride)

Wildwind/Dark Skull, Stormy Weathers, and Lightning Strikes (Scooby Doo and the Legend of the Vampire)

“William”/The Headless Figure (Crypt TV)

William "Billy" Butcherson (Hocus Pocus 1 and 2)

X

Xenan the Centaur (Xena Warrior Princess)

[evertidings]

you know that scene in Anastasia when Anya/Anastasia is at the opera and she’s nervously twirling and ripping the paper and Dimitri notices and grabs her hand and brings it close to his lips…. I want that for A so bad lemme just hold their hand to calm their nerves 😩

i haven’t watched anastasia no, but i thought this was cute. tbh i’m not a movie/show watcher at all so chances are that if you ask me if i’ve seen something, it’s likely a no.

in the time you've known A, they've always been nervous. a mixture of not being able to sit still and natural nerves that never seem to go away, they're always bouncing, shaking their leg—trembling all over.

right now though, they look worse than usual. it's already a stressful situation and the tension that is building does not do them any favours. their palm is atop of their thigh, burdened with a frantic energy as it taps against their pants rapidly.

slowly, you reach over and place your hand on theirs, granting you a surprised look. they're too stunned to say anything, so you fill the silence instead.

"it'll be okay."

they look questionable. "you don't know that."

"we have each other," you counter, "why wouldn't it be?"

A's eyes dart down to your hands and back to your eyes. the blue-gray hue of their irises is swimming with confusion, but the longer you hold their gaze, the more it begins to clear.

"thank you," they tell you.

"of course."

though their words were likely a dismissal to the topic, you don't take your hand off of theirs—and they don't tell you to.

[fireemblems24]

Engage Ch 6 - 8/9 ish

This game is dangerous, time goes by soooo fast lol.

One thing I want to say is, for me right now, the difficultly level is on point. Hard/Classic so far is the perfect sweet spot for me where it's not too easy, but it's not too frustrating either. I have to think, but not too hard. I personally don't like my video games too hard and challenging since I use them to unwind after working all week. And hard/classic is just perfect for me right now.

Oh, dear God, I knew Chloe was amazing. 😭😭😭😭 She's a big eater, a Fire Emblem classic trope, AND it looks like she's into fairy and folk tales. A woman after my own heart.

So when Alear goes over water on the world map, the little Alear figure turns into a boat. OMG that makes me happy. 😭

I love the folktale aspect of the flower country.

I hope they include Sommie and adopting animals in future FE games if they continue with this "my castle" aspect. It's so cute. I adopt every single one of them. Also, can a future update let us pet the animals this time? Didn't they learn from 3H that people want to pet animals, even ones in video games? At least we can pet Sommie.

So Micaiah's bond rings include: Naesala, Leanne, Sothe, and ELINCIA. 😭😭😭😭😭 I'm so satisfied with these choices. Literally some of my favorite FE characters ever. Elincia is in my top 3 (with Dimitri and Lucius).

Ok, so if Chloe is my girl for being a fairy tale fanatic, than Louis is my man for being a tea fanatic. Man literally picks tea in spots filled with man-eating beasts. For good tea, anything is worth it. Celine is also a homegirl for being such a tea fan too.

Alcyrst's bow was hysterical lamo. It's so stupid to shoot at whoever, esp with a warning that they'd arrive, but pretty funny nonetheless. And Citrinne is sooooo pretty.

Ok, this Hortensia is the first character I genuinely don't like. Her voice is so annoying. I already love Rosado though. But I knew I would.

Oh, shit, the enemies have rings this time. Oof. And poor Lucina stuck with that annoying girl. It really took forever to get some more steel weapons too.

I just saw Alfred and Celine's A support. There's major spoilers, esp for Alfred. But now I love them both and they deserve all the happiness. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Louis is a terminal people-watcher and I'm here for it.

Diamant is his own dad's nanny and it's hilarious. Amber is an idiot too, but he's our idiot and he's on a horse so.

A DEFEND chapter!!!! OMG, yes! So far everything's been route or defeat boss. I love defend. It's also defeat boss too though.

After missing on Lucina's ring, I did not expect to get Lief from Ivy, but not upset about it.

Diamant's dad's going to die. He's going to fight the bad guy's king, and Diamant seems already qualified to lead so . . . plus parents don't do so well. Here's hoping Eve makes it.

[memes-saved-me]

I guess Murray has to die in Volume 2 because he simply would not be able to stand Nancy and Steve doing whatever it is they're doing.

If I was the Duffers I would kill both Steve and Nancy, disrupting the Hawkins groups to slot Eddie and Robin into their spots, creating a totally new dynamic for the final season. But. I don't think they'll do that. I find it interesting that the cast talks about it being like GOT because I don't agree? Maybe I'm just jaded but I don't realistically think any of the kids *or* adults are going to die and it will just be one of the older teens and maybe Dr. Owens.

And if it's Eddie and Dimitri/Enzo, I'm sorry to be so salty, but...killing off your brand new characters? Groundbreaking.

Yeah I don't think they're going to kill the og party. Its the only show where I'd miss like every main character. I don't want anymore to go except like Nancy or Brenner lol.

I doubt they'll kill any of the kids this season at least but I can see the likes of Murray, Enzo/Dimitri going out as a sacrifice to get Joyce and Hopper home. Dr Owens definitely maybe to help Eleven to redeem taking her back to Brenner.

They don't have the balls to go full on GOT and trust me I'm thankful because it wouldn't like fit the show. Going from killing no one to everyone would be too much for your standard audience. Its too risky. The Duffers might be in control but Netflix has the final say and no way in hell they'd let their biggest show alienate half its watchers.

I'm pretty sure there were rumours or some teased that one of the young adults would die. It makes most sense for it to be Nancy because where can her character go? Just hop between Jonathan and Steve again? Boring and bad writing. Steve would make sense but he's the fan favourite so again idk if Netflix would let them because they need to keep fans for S5. I think he'll die in S5. Robin not a chance she's their token gay. Eddie would be so pointless unless he's the Bob/Barb of the season🤷‍♀️

I'm worried at what shit they're going to pull with a few characters to be honest. The overall plot looks brilliant but character development seems to be backtracking...