#''3 of my brothers are dead and I'm going to have to kill the fourth. Also my niece's first friend is a car.''

[catboy-beb0p]

SNOW was actually such a funny NPC. The entire campaign he was built up as this super mysterious, powerful, and ruthless figure, to the point where it seemed to be the general agreement that between him and the guy possessed by a bunch of dead dragons who tried to nuke Seattle that one time, SNOW was only the marginally better option. Also his real name's Erwin, he has no friends, canonically vapes, spent most of the campaign being unknowingly heckled by his 16-year-old niece, and is blond.

[pigmentpoltergeist]

I finished The Sunshine Court the other day and the hyper fixation is hitting, so here’s some evidence gathering for the question of what the fuck is going on with the Knox family—

Cat trips up when telling Jean how many siblings Jeremy has, tripping between the words ‘has’ and ‘3’ in a way that leaves Jean unsure what she’d had to change. This might be because of Jeremy’s boundary setting around calling his step-relatives relatives—maybe something about Cat almost not including a step sibling in the count but correcting herself because they’re in public and the Knoxs have that whole ‘public facing unity’ thing going on—but, that feels like it would be a really out of character punch for Cat to pull, especially right before insulting Bryson. I think it’s much more likely that a Knox sibling is either dead or gone—so either Cat tripped over ‘3’ and Jeremy had/has a fourth sibling, or Cat tripped over ‘has’ and there’s something going on with the other Knox brother that makes Cat double think using the present tense. But--

In the same section, when she insults Bryson, Cat says that there's bound to be a jerk or two once you pass four kids. So, my money is on there being another Knox sibling we haven't heard about yet

There are a lot of emotionally charged reactions to the way Jean talks about the Ravens/his past in the book, so this moment in chapter ten doesn't get a lot of focus from Jean's pov, but Jeremy has a big reaction to Jean’s off-hand speculation about whether or not Grayson will kill himself. Jeremy bites back at that so hard that Cat winches. (But, that’s all she does. Cat doesn’t seem confused about the reaction at all.) This reaction from Jeremy especially stands out next to how deliberately patient Jeremy tries to be with biting back his first reaction to most of the wild information Jean keeps dropping on him. This might be a misread or a jumped-to conclusion on my part, but it feels like suicide, specifically, might be a soft spot for Jeremy. But, since Grayson is Lucas' brother, it's equally possible that, if there's a nerve being hit here, it's sibling death.

(This bit is more blind speculation on my part, but something about the impressive amount of self control Jeremy has when receiving distressing information from Jean feels like it's going to be important. Compared to Cat and Laila needing to be calmed down/stopped from reacting multiple times when getting new Jean Lore, it’s really notable how many of Jeremy’s own initial reactions we watch him bury on page—he does react to a lot, of course, but compared to the baseline regular/not in-the-know-about-the-mafia-shit characters, Jeremy manages himself weirdly well. He seems to have an amount of practice in emotional self control that is notable, is what I'm saying, especially in scenes like the conversation in the book store where he keeps clenching his knuckles white and almost snapping coat hangers and just. Carrying on the conversation until an emotion like concern or shock stops him in his tracks. Combined with that line Cat has about how Jeremy is living proof that “the right therapist can be life changing”, my money’s on Jeremy having had some serious anger issues at some point; probably high school, considering what he says when explaining the trojans’ good sportsmenship to Jean—)

On Jean’s first night living with the trojans, Jeremy has a little monologue about how he wasn't 'born trojan’ and how his high school team encouraged competitive attitudes and insults just as badly as any other team. That monologue gets interrupted by a line about how Jeremy “clapped his hands together as if crushing his past self between the two.” That feels loaded, even if it's not out and out confirmation that Jeremy was involved in a toxic level of competitiveness/antagonism. There's something about high school Jeremy that Jeremy really doesn't like.

Whatever the big, family destroying event was, Annalise’s scene implies that it happened/came to a head at the fall banquet of Jeremy’s freshman year. (That probably means that, if any other Knox siblings were directly involved in the event, they would have needed to be invited to the banquet; either as a player or a guest.)

Annalise. Annalise has big beef with exy, and with Jeremy playing exy. Jeremy doesn’t just say that she stopped coming to his games, he says that she has gone out of her way to forget everything she ever learned about the game. That might just be hyperbole for hyperbole’s sake, but, given the fact that Jeremy says she hasn’t forgiven him for still playing the game, I feel like some of Annalise’s baggage here isn’t just that Jeremy happened to be at an exy banquet when the bad thing happened—it feels like she’s placing a share of the blame on the sport itself.

So, in terms of out and out conclusions to draw: something happened in the fall of Jeremy’s freshman year of college. This nebulous thing severed the family badly, and is also the reason that the entire sport of exy is dead to Jeremy’s sister. The Knox family lost a sibling (unless you assume that it’s specifically Jeremy’s friend group that considers him to have one less sibling, which is possible since it’s only Cat we see trip, but seems less likely to me). Finally, given Jeremy’s reaction to the Wayne/Grayson conversation, I’d be willing to bet there’s also a suicide/death at play.

(Blind guess I’m making: I think it's possible that maybe a Knox sibling killed themself because of exy. Maybe due to not getting accepted to a top rank school when their brother made it onto the second ranked school in the country off of the same high school team, maybe because of Jeremy hitting the collegent level and out performing them, maybe in part fueled by some residual animosity from a high school rivalry between themself and Jeremy. Whatever the case, it would have needed to happen in the aftermath of an altercation/argument between them and Jeremy at the fall banquet for the way Jeremy time-stamps it to make sense.

But, this is a blind guess on the heels of a first read through of the book--a book where Jeremy is going out of his way to not think about important information--so this is probably way off base. Given the way his family reacts to small things like Jeremy dying his own hair, any number of small scandals at the banquet could have been enough for them to blame him for 'breaking the family apart'.)

(Also, fully unrelated Jeremy fact that I couldn’t fit anywhere else: Jeremy’s dad is in the military and maybe alive? Given the fact that Jeremy will not call his step-grandfather his grandfather, I’m assuming his line about his dad having been stationed in Europe a few times is about his biological father, and I don’t know why he’d pick the word stationed if it wasn’t a military thing.

The way Jeremy cuts himself off in that same line is really weird, too. It’s not a period, it trails off weirdly and he shrugs. What’s that about, Jeremy?

Anyway, hope the fact that Jeremy’s dad was stationed in Europe a few times doesn’t come up in the plot line about a European crime family’s activities being investigated and possibly publicized.)

[totally-not-your-babe]

Too Much Love Will Kill You Vol.1 Chapter 3

Summary: Hel and Crosshair having a stand off

Warnings: mention of injury, mention of nudity (I guess) violence, use of firearm, cursing, knives, mention of blood and death (let me know if you find anything else worthy of warnings)

word count: 2429

Author's note: This chapter is slightly or not so slightly longer than the ones before. I will be honest I did research on the planet they are heading and looked in the map that how far it was from Coruscant, but I'm not sure if the time they got there is realistic or not, so apologies.

MASTERLIST

"I told them we should have restrained you."

„Crosshair” I breathed out and I just realised how dry my throat and mouth were.

“Pleasure.” he nodded mockingly and kept pointing his rifle at me.

“If you think that I’m going to put it down” I gripped the hilt of the blade tighter. “you are wrong.”

“Then you are not as clever as I thought you were.” he scoffed.

“Maybe, but I’m faster than you’d think.” I was bluffing of course. I wasn’t stupid enough to think that in my condition I had any chance to get to him before he shot me dead.

Neither of us moved, we were just staring at each other waiting for the other to stand down, but we weren’t aware of the other’s stubbornness just yet. I tried to keep myself steady but with every passing second, I felt more and more dizzy and no matter how quickly I blinked I started to see two of the sniper standing in front of me. Then I saw a large figure move out of the corner of my eye.

“What’s going on?” asked Wrecker hesitantly and stepped a little closer to me which made me instinctively take a step back and turn the blade towards him. “Wow! Easy Little Lady!” he raised his hands showing he had no weapon on him. Not like he needed any to over-power me without breaking a sweat. “We don’t want to hurt you.”

“Does he know that?” I nodded towards his brother, who was still aiming his weapon at me.

“Crosshair” Wrecker warned his brother, but he didn’t budge. “Hunter?” he shouted towards the cockpit still putting his hands up assuring me he means no harm. “You remember us, right? We’ve met in the bar, we helped you.”

“Of course, she remembers” said Crosshair his voice raspier than before.

“Tech said she might have concussion.” before I could say anything their brother arrived.

“What’s wro…” but Hunter couldn't finish the sentence when he entered the words stuck in his throat.

“You want me to tell you I told you so now or I should keep it for later?” asked Crosshair with a smug grin. Hunter didn’t answer just shot him a glare, then looked at me with a softer expression on his face and stepped closer.

“Stay where you are!” I snarled at him, and he took a step back mimicking Wrecker’s stance. I was almost sure they meant no harm – well Wrecker and Hunter didn’t – but it was three against one and I wasn't exactly at my best.

“Alright, easy! Let’s all just try to calm down, okay?”

“Where are we going?” I asked trying to stand as straight as I could. My head was pounding even more and the pain in my side started to get worse.

“You are in no position to ask questions.” said Crosshair and it set off something in my brain.

“Now listen to me Sunshine and listen very carefully.” I turned my attention fully towards the sniper pointing at him with the blade. I swear to the Maker, I heard him growl at the “nickname” and I was ready for him to bolt towards me and be at my neck at any moment. “I woke up on an unknown ship, going the Force knows where, with four unknown men around me, one of them pointing a 773 Firepuncher at me from the moment I’ve been up on my feet. So, if anyone here has a good reason to ask questions, it's me.”

“She has a point.” came the fourth voice from behind Hunter. Tech slowly, almost comically slowly walked towards us. “I can assure you; we mean no harm. It really is just an unfortunate series of events. You see while we were trying to – if I may - put you back on your feet, a call came in with a new mission. You were certainly not in any shape to be left alone on Coruscant and we weren’t sure if with your line of work a Medcenter was an option, so we took the liberty to take you with us.” he explained. I was about to say something when the ship started to spin around me, the blade slipped from my fingers, and I was desperately looking for something to hold on to before I could get a closer look at the durasteel floor. I could feel my stomach churning and as if Tech had read my mind, he immediately appeared in front of me with what looked like an empty container. Although I didn’t really get to think about it much as my stomach gave out everything I ate that day, or the day before, depending on how long I have been out. “She for sure has a concussion.” Tech acknowledged as he held my hair keeping it from my face while I was gagging and heaving into the bucket, which made my side hurt even more with every gag that was torn from inside of me.

“For the Force’s sake Crosshair put the rifle down! She is vomiting all over the ship, what do you think she’s gonna do?” I heard Hunter’s frustrated voice.

“I’m trying my best aiming for the bucket, thank you very much.” I said sarcastically, trying to catch my breath. “Although, I can’t promise I won’t throw it at your brother after I’m done.” I added and I heard Crosshair mutter something under his breath, but I didn’t understand what it was. “Thank you.” I looked up at Tech with a tired smile and he only nodded.

“Here.” Wrecker was kneeling next to me – I didn’t even see him move, but again I was pretty busy emptying my stomach just moment before – and handed me a glass of water with a shy smile on his face.

“Thanks.” I breathed with a pained smile, and I reached for the glass. The tips of my fingers were grazing the glass when my gaze strayed to my outstretched arm and my eyebrows shot up. “These are not my clothes.” I looked down on myself and while I waited for their explanation I sat down, and I downed the whole glass of water. It was a black jumpsuit which was obviously too big for me, but not so big for it to be Wrecker’s, I’m sure I would have disappeared in his.

“Yes, well” started Tech and and his face was a little flushed. “your clothes were, well are damaged and we didn’t want to leave you in them so… They got changed…”

“You changed me?” I asked with a serious expression, but I was enjoying his face getting even redder.

“I… I didn’t look.” he stuttered with panic in his voice. “I mean as much as I had to… In a very professional way.” I couldn’t help but chuckle at his reaction.

“It’s alright.” I said with an amused smile which made him blew out some air which he probably kept in waiting for me to shout at him or something. Crosshair scoffed at his brother’s obvious distress which made me look at him. “You wanted to set me up.” I accused him which made him clench his jaw. Even now that he wasn’t pointing his weapon my direction his stance was threatening. His brothers looked at me with questioning looks and I nodded toward the blade on the floor. “That’s yours, right?” I asked Hunter who nodded. “Where do you keep them?”

“In a box under the bunk?” he said with raised brows.

“So, you don’t leave them laying around on the floor?” he kept looking at me with a puzzled look, then put two and two together and looked at Crosshair with an incredulous expression.

“Really?” Hunter asked but his brother didn’t even bother to look at him, he just kept staring daggers at me.

“You left it out where I would find and take it so you could get all trigger happy with me.” I said while slowly – with the help of Wrecker – standing up.

“You really just wanted to prove that you are right, didn’t you?” asked Wrecker with a little disappointed look on his face.

“Technically he wouldn’t have proven anything. Any sane person in her situation, which is waking up on an unknown spacecraft with strangers, would have looked for weapons to defend themselves if necessary.” Tech interjected as he moved the container with his foot.

“You want me to apologize?” Crosshair raised a brow while putting a toothpick between his lips.

“You really are just a little ray of Sunshine, aren't you?” I challenged which made him take a step towards me. “But at least I proved to be as clever as you thought me to be, if not more.” I added which made him huff.

“Just don’t let it get into your head, Beroya.”

“Sorry about Crosshair.” Hunter sat down beside me when Tech was done with the tests.

Hours passed after that, Tech looked at my injuries and applied some more bacta to my side. I really wanted to tease him a bit more about my clothes, but I was afraid that he would get a stroke if I did. He gave me some meds which helped with the headache and the dizziness and run some more tests just to be sure. Sweet Wrecker kept bringing me water even though I felt like I would explode if I drank one more sip.

“It’s okay.” I looked at him with a smile then turned to the direction where the sniper sat, still watching me like an ice vulture. “He is protective, he wasn’t sure he could trust me around his brothers and did what he thought was the best.” I said and Hunter looked at me with wide eyes. “I didn’t say it wasn’t stupid or an asshole move" I added with a chuckle. "but I understand. Just don’t tell him I said that.”

“Cross my heart.” he said and was quiet for a couple of seconds. “We wrap this mission up, and we will take you home, I promise.” he said in a serious tone, and I couldn’t help but smile.

“I have no doubt. So” I started, and Hunter looked at me expectantly. “what is it that your pocket sunshine of a brother called me? Be… beroya? Did he expressed himself eloquently while calling me a bitch or…?”

“No, it means bounty hunter in mando’a.” he explained with a nervous chuckle. “He didn’t call you…”

“Anything that you are not.” Crosshair finished his brother’s sentence standing in front of us.

“How nice of you.” I said in a sarcastic tone with a fake smile. “You seem pretty pissed about me being a bounty hunter.”

“I don’t like that you can never know where your kind’s loyalty lies, if you have any.” he practically growled the words.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Bounty hunters work for credits no matter where they came from. Republic or the seppies…” that was the moment I was on my feet standing right in front of him. He was at least a head taller than me, so I had to look up at him raising my head so high it made my neck hurt but I didn’t care.

“I would never work for the separatists. You hear me? Never.” I saw red even just from the very assumption that I could work for those murderers.

“You expect me to believe that you are willing to refuse working for separatist when they are quite famous for paying their bounty hunters handsomely.” he called after me. I clenched my hands in a fist to stop them from shaking and I avoided looking at any of them, but I felt their eyes on me.

“Oh, is that so? And why is it?”

“Crosshair leave her be.” Hunter warned him but he didn’t listen.

“You're the last person in this galaxy I owe an explanation to.” I spat out turning away from him. “None of your karking business.”

“You believe whatever you want.” I growled. “I’m not working for separatist scum, I’d rather die. I work for the Senate and the Jedi Council; I’m not taking calls from Dooku or his friends.”

“Why?” he pressed, and I spun around.

“It’s this way.” I heard Tech’s voice and turned to him. He led me to the refresher but before we were out of earshot, I heard Hunter’s and Crosshair’s voice.

“Because they murdered my family!” I shouted before I could think through what I was saying. The silence that fell on the ship was almost deafening. I felt tears welling up in my eyes and I blinked them away as fast as I could before any of them could see. I took a deep breath, straightened my back and put on as neutral an expression as I could. I looked Crosshair dead in the eye and didn’t look away no matter how bad I wanted to. “I hope that my answer was satisfactory.” I said in an ice-cold tone and looked over all of them. “Would any of you be so kind and show me where the refresher is? Unless” I looked back at Crosshair. “you are afraid that this disloyal bounty hunter will try to kill all of you with the shower head, or with a bar of soap or Force forbid with a roll of toilet paper.”

“You just had to.”

“How was I supposed to know?” Crosshair shot back angrily.

When we get to the refresher door Tech stood beside me not saying anything for a good minute.

“Crosshair” he started and readjusted his goggles. “can be a lot sometimes, but he is not a bad person. I’m sure he didn’t mean to upset you. Well not in that way at least…”

“Thank you, Tech.” I said in a monotone voice, I was afraid if I let any emotion slip then there would be no going back and I couldn’t let it happen. It wasn’t the time and place for that. “How long till we get to our destination?”

“We will reach Celanon in about two hours.” Kriff that’s way too long. I can’t just hide away in the refresher for two hours to ignore them.

“You think it would be possible to borrow one of your bunks after I finished in here? I think the meds finally kicked in.” If he saw right through my lie, he didn’t say a thing about it just said he will make sure one of the bunks is decent enough for me to get some sleep in it.

It was going to be a long two hours.

A/N: I wanted to write the mission in this chapter but it kinda run away and with the mision and everything that will happen after it would have been way too long so I had to split it.

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[8bitsupervillain]

Higurashi When They Cry Hou Ch. 3 Tatarigoroshi pt. 2

Despite opening the way it did, we still have our pre-horror sillies.

Keiichi can't cook! OH NOOOOOOOOOooooo.

Truly the average high-school guy's experience knows no border.

Satoko and Rika save the day, and educate Keiichi on the proper ways of committing arson.

Again, playing with the mod is great because of the voice acted Meeps.

Satoko is working on her stand-up routine. Also I'm just tickled by the idea that Keiichi got completely physically overpowered by the small child. How old are Rika and Satoko anyway? I don't know if they ever bothered mentioning it before, I just assume they're ages 10 and 11 respectively. Or the same age probably. I know that when the second chapter did the summation it said Mion was 1X, and I figure she's probably around 18.

So Satoshi is going to play a much bigger role than he has in the previous chapters eh? Wonder if he'll be an alive participant or a posthumous one?

A lot of the time whenever I pronounce the word vigor I usually pronounce it vi-gor, instead of the usual pronunciation. A guy I used to work with decided to convey his annoyance with "purity culture" and start nit-picking people pronouncing words, "can't say vinegar because it sounds too close to the n-word" and on and on he went. Basically every word that ends with a grr sound. Also he latched on to "not being able to" pronounce the Guilty Gear character Nagoryuki's name correctly. Then again this is the same guy who got mad when I pointed out he seemed oddly incensed when the various companies did the least bit to pretend to care about pride month. He pulled out the usual argument of "I'm not homophobic/transphobic but" and he tried arguing that I was implying he was. I just thought it was kind of funny how bent out of shape he got over, of all things, gray Skittles.

Speaking of people who decided they can't handle today (seven years ago) "pansy-ass handling of culture" I once had a boss who sang the praises of Wolfenstein 2: The New Colossus. "They say the n-word in it!" Nothing about the gameplay or anything, just "they say the n-word!" Then he got fired because a customer called him out on the fact he routinely acted like a baby. A forty-year old baby. Please forgive these digressions.

It's only just now occurred to me, they've never really confirmed one way or the other that Satoshi is actually dead. In chapter two they mention that he disappeared after Watanagashi in 1982, but it's never explicitly said point blank that Satoshi died. Even in chapter one it's only Keiichi's mania and paranoia that says Satoshi died. With this information in hand I would like to put forward my predictions about what this could mean. One: nothing. Kind of a boring option, and the least likely in my opinion. Two: Satoshi is indeed dead. The revelation that he died will be the inciting incident that pushes Satoko over the edge and causes her to start killing. Three: Satoshi's alive, but he's a prick. Not just any prick, but a violent abusive prick that will make this chapter extremely uncomfortable to read. This will push Rika over the edge, and start killing. Of course there's also the fourth option that Satoshi will be alive and just be a swell guy. Then after several hours of Keiichi being an extremely jealous individual Satoshi will die in a Watanagashi-based murder that gets pinned on Keiichi.

Of the four theories I have put forward I think that Prediction Three: Prick Satoshi will wind up being the one that's correct.

Also, I wonder what other baggage Rika's carrying? Is it the stuff about being the last of the Furude shrine maidens? The weight of being one of the people in control of Hinamizawa? Or just the mental strain of having to be the adult at such a young age? I wonder if Satoko is going to get violently protective of Keiichi? Since Rika has suggested using Keiichi as a replacement brother for Satoshi I mean.

[i-dont-even-care335]

I wish the books (and fans) didn't make William Afton such a horrible father.

The books came out in 2020 and are continuously produced. The games I am referring too such as "Sister location" and "Fnaf 4" came out in 2016 and 2015, I mention this because I'm explaining I'm discluding the books in my arguments, as they aren't relevant to the games as they are confirmed to be their own universe and not canon to game lore.

I mean, yeah, you could argue he was quite neglectful, but how do we know he wasn't a single father in the duration of the games (specifically the flashback scenes of Sister location and Fnaf 4). In Fnaf 4, he'd take his kids to work with him when he could so he he could watch over them and do his job as the manager of the diner, because I doubt you have much time when it's just you and one other person managing a diner. As we were shown during many of the scenes where Evan and the older brother (persumed Michael Afton) would be inside the diner. There was even a scene where a man (presumably William Afton) was getting inside a spring Bonnie suit. So we can infer that he would watch over them when he could.

In the sister location flashback scenes, we could obviously tell he cared for his kids at, like, were it implied he made circus baby for Elizabeth and were he told her to never see Circus Baby alone, knowing what would happen to her if she did. Or how in the final scene of Fnaf 4 where the crying child is dying in the hospital and William Tells C.C. "You're broken...I'm still here. I will put you back together." It is confirmed by the Fnaf ultimate guide that Willaim (or C.Cs father, we can all infer is William) was watching over C.C using Fredbear because in the Sister location Private room, we see that there is a camera directly in C.Cs room, which is also the reason that Frebears eyes follow C.C around anywhere he goes and why wherever C.C is, Fredbear is.

I honestly have no idea where the idea of William physically hurting his kids (specifically Michael) came from (I saw someone say it came from the books, specifically The fourth closet, which I have not read yet, so I am unsure if that is true) as the games never give us much information of their relationship. I assume that the reason Springtrap (aka William) attacks Michael in Fnaf 3 and Pizzaria simulator, is because he was unaware it was his son, as at these moments of time Michael would be way older and also, a dead decomposing corpse. Again, we really don't have a lot of information on the two's relationship, so this is a difficult argument to make, but I would like to assume they had a decent relationship since Michael in the beginning was putting Elizabeth and the others back together, as William had asked, which seems like an effort only people fond of each other would got through, then Michael says "... I'm going to come find you. I'm going to come find you,". Then, I assume that his view on William changes after he runs into Henry and learns the truth. Because, how do we know he knew the truth about the missing kids before pizzareia sim? It seems like he was only taking up the jobs to find Circus Baby and Springtrap.

I bring this all up because of the new lore drop that Fnaf 4 was an experiment done by William Afton on his own kids. Which to me seemed out of nowhere and slightly out of character because William was killing those kids for remnant, but I don't see a reason why he'd do things like that to his own kids. I feel like this lore drop is an attempt to bring back Willaims relevancy since Secruity Breach and to make him look even more like a villain.

If I got anything mixed up or wrong, sorry, it's been a while since I refreshed my memory on Fnaf, and I'll edit anything that is off.

[sea-owl]

Someone was very nice and sent me an ebook copy of Fourth Wing, and now I'm gonna drag ya'll with me as I read it.

Warning this will probably have spoilers because these are just all my unfiltered thoughts.

So here's chapter 1-3

A Captain America reference in the book dedication? Well there something I wasn't expecting. Does this make Yarros Tony Stark?

Oh so this is supposed to be like a history book or biography in world.

Girl same, I can't climb six flights of stairs either. My asthmatic lungs would kill me.

Is Violet a nepo baby?

So kinda of a nepo baby, except the nepotism is possibly gonna get her killed by her mother's profession.

So she had a brother. . .I don't believe he's dead. I'm calling it now he's alive.

I like Mira. She kind of has this realist attitude about her, but it's obvious she loves her sister.

And here ladies and gentleman we have boy number 1 enter the ring! Dain Aetos! Childhood friend who is probably gonna get heartbroken or break her heart.

I agree with Mira, Violet get that shit over with and move your butt across that parapet.

Separatists? Like Star Wars?

Oh we got a name drop for boy #2 and the one Violet is probably gonna end up fucking/fall in love with, Xaden Riorson!

So Xaden is the son of a former enemy of Violet's mom and will attack her kids. Yeah he's definelty the love interest. So we got an enemies to lovers thing going on, they better both try to kill each other at least once. Only way I accept my enemies to lovers.

Oh do we got new besties? Gotta keep an eye on Dylan and Rhiannon.

Oh Violet is a little romantic.

Violet trading a boot with Rhiannon, definitely a future bestie.

Oh we get to see Mr. Love Interest! Damn Violet keep your panties on.

Damn Dylan is dead, I shouldn't be surprised his name was too normal and we only got his first name.

Can Jack shut up? We got his last name so he's probably surviving the parapet, damn.

You know this is intresting world building. Violet is a history nerd and using this history to keep herself calm also gives us the readers a chance to know more about the world too.

Oh look just casual murder. Violet you better move girl, there's an unhinged ahole behind you.

Well being short has some advantages. Violet should push that dagger in a bit further. Jack already wants to murder you girl, make sure he can't reproduce.

Violet is better than me, I would have made Jack a eunuch.

Oh here's Dain!

Yeah Violet is not getting into the Second Wing Dain. My money is that Xaden got to the red head first and got Violet put in Fourth Wing.

Oh, Dain had a plan to sneak her out. Aaannd now he's pissed Violet off.

That's kind of sad, the General rather see her daughter dead than not a rider.

Oh so she is in Second Wing, for the moment at least. Wonder if it changes again once they get dragons, or if someone is gonna switch her later.

Called it, Xaden did make sure to have Violet in his wing to fuck with her.

I kind of feel for Violet's thoughts of not cheering for the ones who died.

Hey the dragons are here!

That navy dragon is gonna come back. It was staring a Violet for too long not to. Not sure if it's her future dragon or one of the boy's but that dragon is gonna come back.

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

chapter 122 spoilers

crawls out of my hovel to talk about chapter 122 (im not dead guys just busy as all get out FJDGHFD)

Mostly I'm making this for the sake of anyone confused by recent developments or maybe needing some reassurance that things are in fact okay and a certain puppy is only napping (and also because I'm having a swell time in general with recent developments but I'm very easy to satisfy)

Forgive me if this is a bit all over the place but i have. So many thoughts. And they all run into each other in one big mess.

Opens file cabinet, licks fingers and tabs through.

The foreshadowing for Lily being a turncoat has been written on the wall for a long time now but it's actually nuts when you go back through everything how much sense it all makes.

For starters, from the very beginning, Lily has been someone who kept contact with the Envy pair

Next, Lily is the only person who could have helped Mikuni gather the love letter and diary for Misono to find, being that no one would question him rooting through Mikado’s personal belongings (and if they did, he could easily make them forget)

Third, I suspect that his babyfication was a result of him being at war with his inner demon about how they should proceed (I also think Mikuni had his own little bit of revenge against Lily for being complicit in the situation regarding Misono, and that while they had planned to have his Item broken, he doublecrossed Lily in how it happened.)

Fourth, Lily was the one who knew about the curse Germaine would plant on whoever killed him. He was also the one who immediately knew that Mahiru had found and contracted with Kuro, possibly because he’s the one who placed his comatose brother in Mahiru’s path.

And finally: Lily has always wanted to die.

What fucks me up the most though is that even now, Lily tells himself that he’s doing what he’s doing for Misono’s happiness. Which is definitely the crux of WHY he was babyfied for so long, I think. Servamps become overwhelmed by their demon when put through significant emotional turmoil to the point it causes a collapse of the self, as we've seen with Ildio, a little with Lawless, and maybe even Hugh a while back? Back when he was shown as an old man.

Anyway, Lily was, more than likely, spending this whole time arguing with his demon about whether or not to continue with the plan, especially after the display of faith Misono made towards him.

Ultimately he seems to have decided that the best thing for Misono is to continue with things as they are, and I’m really curious to see why that is… I also don’t think Tsurugi’s dead?? I think he, and the fire itself, are all one big illusion. The best way to trick the enemy is to also trick your Allies

If everyone thinks Tsurugi is dead, then no one can prepare for him to be a wrench in their plans.

Which brings me to my last point: one of the chapter color spreads was a piece titled "Red or White," in which characters were placed in either red or white suits.

Notice anything? Both Lily and Tsurugi are wearing red, the same color as Mikuni, which SEEMS to indicate that they are working with him (as are Hugh and Touma, which is hilarious) but there's also a more sinister reading of this which worries me significantly...

Red and White aren't just the colors of the factions in Alice in Wonderland, nor or they haphazardly chosen to represent the Alicein brothers here.

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89 notes - Posted September 21, 2022

#4

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Dance of the Seven Veils

When the last one falls, I wonder what will be seen? A dutiful child or a remorseless betrayer

90 notes - Posted October 19, 2022

#3

What if Servamps impart a positive bit of their Sin to their Eve, like

Mahiru has an easier time falling asleep and sleeps better

Tetsu finds it easier to be satisfied and happy with his work

Mikuni is able to notice more easily areas he needs to improve on

Misono is like. Really Good at accidentally seducing people (Mikuni hates) The practical effect of this is that people are generally more inclined to give him things he asks for or try to curry favor with him. His family isn’t sure if the trade off is worth the creeps? Lol

For Iduna it becomes easier to stand up for herself and others

Licht doesn't feel as guilty being selfish and taking time for himself

Nicco lets himself indulge in the things that make him happy more often

Small things that impact them more positively, whether they realize it or not.

93 notes - Posted March 24, 2022

#2

Yes I do not forgive. Yes I do not forget. If you have harmed me and never shown remorse for it, I will not ever let it go.

Some people may call it petty. I call it justifiable reaction to being treated like shit <3

105 notes - Posted August 8, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

This has always been a favorite color spread of mine, and that's primarily because of just... How much personality and characterization shows through in each pose Strike chose for every character.

For Mahiru, his posture can only be described as “open”. He’s facing you head on, he’s leaning forward a little, he’s ready! He’s gonna go! He’s determined! It’s very simple but very direct, just like him.

Kuro’s pose is simple too, but there’s the subtle touch of his coat tails curling up and toward the “Throne” his Eve sits on. It’s protective, even if it’s not obvious.

Touma in contrast is totally closed off. His legs are crossed, his hand is hiding his mouth, his arm is close to his body, he doesn’t want to talk to anyone or be perceived by anything that isn’t afraid of him. Like Mahiru, he has one arm positioned correctly on the rests, but he seems… Stiff, doesn’t he? He’s threatening, calculating, and so very him, laughs

And then, behind him, Tsurugi is facing backwards, indicating that their relationship isn’t as cut and dry as it appears. It’s a literal “turning your back on,” yet his hands are literally tied, and he leans over Touma like he can’t decided whether he wants to be away from him or get closer to the man who saved his life.

And then there’s Envy pair. I love their positions the most because it’s so… Them. Mikuni, like Touma, is more closed off than Mahiru. Legs crossed, creating a literal barrier between himself and the viewer. And yet, he allows his face to be viewed in full, indicating he’s more comfortable with people than Touma is. He’s cheeky, goading, and most importantly? Relaxed. He’s not in any hurry, and he doesn’t feel like there’s anything which can move him from his seat.

As for Jeje, he and Tsurugi has similar poses in that neither of them are facing their “owners,” but Jeje, unlike Tsurugi, is FREE. His hands are free. Mikuni feels no need to bind him like Touma does Tsurugi, because he’s confident Jeje will not disobey or leave him. Jeje also has, tellingly, a gun pointed at the viewer. He’s on a constant vigil to protect not himself, but Mikuni, from harm. And yet… His gaze is fixated on the people to his left. Is he watching them for Mikuni’s sake? Or is he envious of the bonds he finds there, where the Kings give their attention to their subjects?

And finally… Tsubaki. Tsubaki, with his seemingly empty chair. His hand is draped over the back, blocking anyone from taking a seat. He, very clearly? Still considers it to be occupied. And now we know why.

186 notes - Posted February 15, 2022

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[greatwyrmgold]

I've been reading Bleach recently, after a certain professional shitbag recommended it. I'm only a dozen chapters in, but I have some thoughts.

First: If you've been reading my posts talking about new Shonen Jump series, I am sorry. But also, the thing I keep talking about is pacing. Shonen Jump titles are under a lot of pressure to perform well out of the gate; this means most of them cram as much of their premise and ideas into chapter 1, getting to "the good part" ASAP without having time to lay any groundwork for it.

Bleach isn't like that. Basic story facts are scattered throughout the first volume or so, giving more room for the characters and such to breathe. I dunno if Jump worked differently twenty years ago, or if Tite Kubo was more confident in his writing speaking for itself, or what, but I appreciate it.

Second: Maybe it's just that I binged Mieruko-chan earlier this week, but it feels like Ichigo seeing (normal) ghosts should come up more than it does. There aren't anywhere near as many ghosts around in Ichigo's world as Miko's, and they're a lot nicer (except the Hollows), but still.

Third: I was expecting the fact that Ichigo's physical body stays behind, unconscious, when he astrally projects or whatever to fight Hollows was just a handy plot excuse. A reason for Ichigo's broad-daylight swordfights to not be noticed, that would come up for the occasional gag or when it's convenient to the plot, but mostly be forgotten.

But nope! Characters have reacted to Ichigo going unconscious both times (so far) he's projected while outside his house—nothing plot-altering, but enough to make the characters feel like they notice the weird things he's doing and react to them.

Fourth: When Ichigo finds out Hollows used to be human (um, spoilers for chapter 3/episode 2 of Bleach I guess?), he's mad at Rukia for not telling him this, but doesn't really angst about having to kill ex-humans. He talks at them a normal shonen manga amount, but that's about all he does differently when he learns that his enemies used to be human. That feels like something that most series would give more focus (and angst) than it really deserves.

Fifth: There are a lot of nice little moments. Rukia stealing Ichigo's sisters clothes because she didn't pack anything for her not-so-brief trip to the mortal world. Orihime talking with her ex-brother. Rukia not knowing how juice boxes work. Some random guy getting mad at Ichigo for "copying his look," but nothing really comes of it; it's just a school Ichigo's been going to and has a history at. Rukia failing to comfort the dead kid in a parakeet, this makes sense in context.

Maybe this is just reiterating the pacing thing I started with, but...it's nice that there's space for things that don't really do anything except establish characters and tone. Also, I think Rukia's my favorite character.

Speaking of which, sixth: I kinda wish Rukia kept a bit more of her power. At the moment, it feels like she's basically only useful for spiritual cleanup and occasionally not dying long enough for Ichigo to show up. When she said she could only use a few Kidō spells, I thought that meant she'd use them to back up Ichigo in combat. But no, she's limited to a pretty normal level of physical abilities and some spells that don't do much.

Now, it could be a lot worse. Rukia refuses to be damseled, and the fight scene where she and one of Ichigo's mundane classmates work together to stall the Hollow proves that just because a character isn't as strong as Ichigo doesn't mean they won't get awesome moments. But it's still kinda disappointing.

I'm not saying Rukia should be as strong as Ichigo, mind. Rukia losing almost all her reaper power to Ichigo is the inciting incident, that's fine. I just wish she kept, like, 5% instead of 1%. Enough to keep some cool fight powers.

She's probably getting some power-up sooner or later, probably shouldn't complain too much. Anyways, that's six things I thought about in Bleach that I felt like sharing.

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 106

Dark Side of the Moon

"Dark Side of the Moon"

Plot Description: Ambushed by angry hutners, Sam and Dean are shot and killed and sent to heaven!

(The exclamation mark really sells the Netflix summary...)

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: (Before I start the episode I'm guessing that Sam and Dean are the ones who are gonna die in the first five minutes, and if they're dying, how the fuck am I supposed to survive? UNLESS...we're talking about just me, a non-vessel-for-an-archangel-or-the-devil. Then I'm okay) I was right

I know that it's been 10 years since I put time and effort into watching Supernatural, but how did I forget the one where both of them die and go to heaven (NOT the finale).

He was not looking for that gun. He was literally asleep.

One! OBSESSED with "You Just Killed The Person Who Matters Most To Me, Who I've Been Conditioned MY ENTIRE LIFE To Care For More Than Even Myself"!Dean. Two! Hate that he's so ready to die now that Sam's dead, but Three! Swooning over his confidence that he IS going to come back, and he's going to make these hunters' lives a LIVING HELL (which is a little rich coming from Michael's vessel, not Lucifer's)

Thank god I'm in the process of taking off my make up. It would be ALL OVER MY FACE otherwise watching Dean light fireworks with what seems to be a 13 year old Sam. (Remembering how heaven is structured in Supernatural isn't helping. If I remember correctly, it's whatever environment brought that person the most peace. And for Dean it's going against his dad to go light fireworks on the fourth of July with his little brother??)

Well that was disastrously short lived

I was gonna make a joke like "what is this? the Wizard of Oz?" Because at the end of this road Dean's on, he's going to supposedly find Sam (I don't trust that that was actually Cas over the radio.), but then I remembered the title and how you can play those two simultaneously and it felt a little on the nose

Okay, the twists and turns are already not what I expected, which is kind of nice. We're now around 7 minutes in and he's already found actual Sam, who is also confused how both of them got into heaven.

They really really love twisting that knife. The "let's bring Mary Winchester in for this episode" knife, the "let's temporarily give Dean back what he lost while also showing Sam what he never got to have" knife. I hate that knife

OH GOD!!! I'm not strong enough for this right now. (And not just because I almost called Sam Shoto, especially since the 1:1 comparison doesn't work for them in this scene.) Watching Dean comfort Mary after a fight on the phone with John, saying what he would have said to her at 3 or 4 years old, and then watching Sam realize how long Dean's been cleaning up John's messes...

Seeing how Sam's memories are all memories that were away from his family (spending Thanksgiving with his first girlfriend's family, the two weeks he ran away in Flagstaff, the night he left for Stanford) where Dean's are all making Sam happy, comforting Mary...I'm not okay.

Fuck off, Zachariah

It's nice to see Ash again. Still just as skilled in heaven. UH. How many times have these two died?? Why is this all of a sudden TAZ: Balance?

GOD I miss Ash. Why did he have to die so early? He might be cool with it, but I'm not

You know that part in A Muppet Christmas Carol where Gonzo Charles Dickens and Rizzo dip because shit's getting bad? Yeah...this new scene with Mary is that for me

FUCK. OFF. ZACHARIAH.

I don't like him but I respect "Lucifer might be strong, but I'm...petty."

SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP. WHAT. This mysterious yet humble man comes in to save the Winchesters' asses to take them to basically the middle of heaven, where people see what the want to see. Some see the Garden of Eden, others god's throne room. DO. YOU. WANT. TO. KNOW. WHAT. SAM. AND. DEAN. SEE??? THE CLEVELAND BOTANICAL GARDENS, BITCHESSSSS. THAT is the ultimate spot in heaven, so everyone else can suck it lmaoooo

I forgot that they were ALSO traveling through heaven to find Joshua.

God..doesn't think Armageddon is his problem???

Oh, Cas. I need to hug him. He's giving up his search for god.

Dean, how dare you throw away that amulet. I don't CARE that it didn't help Cas. SAM GAVE THAT TO YOU. IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FOR YOUR DAD BUT HE GAVE IT TO YOU BECAUSE YOU WERE THE ONE WHO WAS THERE FOR HIM. JAIL FOR DEAN! JAIL FOR DEAN FOR A THOUSAND YEARS!

"Been On My Mind...": Does Pamela kissing Dean count? I'm no sure. So I'll bump it up one but not back up to 10. 9

[themultifandomgal]

His Queen Pt10

We carry on running when Larry ends up kissing a woman and I just hide behind a guy. We then jump out of the painting and turn it around so Kahmunrahs men can't get through

"That actually worked" I say amazed

"What's next?" Amelia asks

"Look, nothing personal, but I'm kind of

in the middle of something here that's not really your fight"

"It's because I'm a woman, isn't it?"

"No, it's not. My raised-from-the-dead evil brother in law is trying to kill me, again, and anyone near us to get to my husbands tablet so that he can rule the world"

"Look if it weren't for me, you'd still be

lost in that monochromatic mayhem"

"Lost in what?" Larry asks confused

"Black and white photo, you boob" I can't help but laugh at Amelias insult "now listen, and listen good. I can help you. I want to help you, and not because I like you, which so far I don't, but because I smell adventure, and, damn it, I want in"

"Okay. Don't blame me if something happens to you" we carry on walking through the museum.

"We'll get you back down to your chums, Mr. Daley and, Queen Amunet. You won't get lost following Amelia Earhart"

"Quick, get down" we hide behind a fountain

"Well, well, Mr. Daley, I quite like the way you're holding me" Amelia says not at all being quiet

"I'm still here" I whisper

"No. Sorry, I wasn't trying to..." Larry moves his hand from Amelia's back "Oh, please, stop beating your gums, Mr. Daley. You haven't been able to take your cheaters off my chassis since the moment we met" again not being quiet

"I literally didn't understand one word of that"

"Neither did I" I sigh

"Is it just me or is there music in the air?" I look up and see 3 babies flying

"You! Little flying angel things! Quiet!" Larry whisper yells

"They're cupids, Mr. Daley. Gods of love" "Great. Gods of love, would you shut up?

please shut up. We're trying to hide" the Cupid's continue to sing

"All right, come on. Let's go"

We run from the fountain but we get trapped by men holding guns

"So, the little tiny man who could not be a smaller or shorter mouse runs into the claws of the giant cat!"

"You're really hung up on the height, aren't you?"

"No, it's not about height, see..."

"Yes, you are. You're saying I'm a little mouse, you're a giant cat"

"I am the giant cat"

"No offense, I just..."

"I'm sorry. Who are you?" I ask looking at the man

"I am Napoleon"

"There's a complex named after you. You're famous for being little, and it's true. Look"

"Oh, you naive American man-boy"

"Look. Neither of us are gonna be jamming anytime soon, right? so it's not like we should... It's not even an issue" I literally have no idea what's going on right now. I look at Amelia and she shrugs "It's not about height or something else.

It's a plan. It's a brilliant plan"

"I've never been more confused to what's going on right now" Napoleon walks over to me

"It doesn't matter. Now, if your boyfriend

would kindly come with me..."

"I'm not her boyfriend"

"I'm married to Pharaoh Ahkmenrah fourth king of the fourth kings"

"Ahhh so your the one the man with a lisp keeps going on about. He stole her from me, she should have been mine, we should have ruled side by side, but he had it all, the girl the thrown and bla bla bla bla ugh on and on about you. So are you two together then?" Napoleon and Larry end up arguing over how he and Amelia are not boyfriend and girlfriend. This goes on for a while until Larry and I are forced to go with Napoleon and his men, most likely back to Kahmunrah..... yay- note the sarcasm.

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[cheelduh]

How to get Hit-listed by a Stonehide Lawachurl (High School AU!)

Part 6 of the highschool au

Parts: 1 2 3 4 5

Pairing: Childe x fem!reader

Synopsis: Childe’s a menace to everyone when playing dodgeball. Even as his new girlfriend, you’re no exception to his affinity for raising hell during the most tranquil of circumstances.

Warnings: Swearing, bad humor, and absolutely horrid spelling mistakes.

Words: 5.3k

Note: Longest chapter yet sheeeesh 🗿

Negotiation is an art.

Childe, or "Tartaglia" has utilized the art of negotiations in his daily life. Whether that be scamming the ninth graders with fake weed, or convincing the teachers why he doesn't deserve detention for injecting random fluids from the chem department into the school's resident pet frog.

All in all, by becoming an expert in the field of negotiations, Childe is nothing if not a master, tongue silver and smooth as he takes on a new opponent.

Which is why he dutifully negotiates with you on this Monday morning in front of the History classroom, getting down on one knee and pulling out a—

"I hope to Barbatos you aren't proposing Childe," You hiss, panicked eyes landing on the velvet box he's pulling out. "Considering that we're sixteen and still in highschool."

As if remembering those meagre details, Childe gulps and shoves the box back into his pocket. "Uhhh yeah, I was just, tying my shoelaces?" It comes out as a question.

You let out a sigh of relief, overlooking how he undoes his shoe laces just to do them all over again.

The ring burns in his pocket as he gets back up.

"Why did you call me here?" You ask, hand on your hip, foot impatiently tapping. The tap tap tap isn't because of impatience though, it's because you need something to cover the nervous palpitations of your heart.

He gives you a vicious smile, sinister enough to shake the bones of anyone who's observing, opens his daring mouth to show the imaginary sharpness of his teeth. Then with the confidence of about a hundred shirtless tiktok boys, he finally demands:

"If you don't become my girlfriend, I will kill—"

"Yeah sure thing." You answer before he can finish, soft smile growing.

Childe chuckles evilly, "I knew you'd say that, but I've come prep—wait a minute." He snaps out of his villain origin phase, stumbles back a bit, then his eyebrows are furrowing in confusion. "Did you just say yes?"

You nod, cheeks flaring up. "Don't make me repeat it." Then you look away, too embarrassed to see his reaction.

For a second, Childe's internal conflict following the chain of this event causes him to temporarily malfunction, and all he can do it stare at you in amazement.

It's only when you tell him to stop staring and jump off the school roof is when he snaps out of his daze, a grin festering on his face.

He lunges straight at you, giving you no time to deflect him as he wraps his bone crushing arms around you, then lands a soft smooch on your forehead.

"Let go of me you idiot!" You barely wheeze out, light headed not only because of your lungs being squeezed like oranges, but also because of the sloppy kiss he's delivered so ungracefully.

He does so reluctantly, and you're unamused, wiping the stickiness off your forehead with a sleeve as he steps back.

"Ew what the fuck?" You say, glaring at him. "What's wrong with you?"

He completely ignores you, giddy with excitement. "Ah girly, you have no idea how long I've wanted to do that. I can't wait to introduce you to my parents and eat lunch together and kiss each other during break—"

"Slow down." You tell him, as red as a tomato towards all his suggestions. "We've barely started dating."

"Oh," Childe stops momentarily, then nods in agreement. "You're right. We should start small. How about I walk you to class?"

"We're already in front of class." You nudge your head towards the classroom, and catch Zhongli and Venti peeking from the side of the door, trying not to be obvious.

You narrow your eyes at them threateningly.

Childe tugs your arm, lovingly looking you up and down. "Let's walk to class together anyways. In a circle."

A complete waste of time, yet it's impossible to say no to the face he's making.

Before you guys depart he suddenly stops, gasping loudly, remembers something important. "I have to make a quick phone call."

Childe speed dials Scaramouche, and the latter picks up annoyed, answers the phone with muffled sounds in the back. Something that sounds a bit like pleading and whimpering.

He then mutters something that forces dread into your system. "You can release the hostages."

You hear Scaramouche groan on the other end, muttering a "such a pain in my ass", but choose not to question it immediately.

As soon as the phone call is done and you're back by his side, you point at his phone questioningly. "What hostages Childe?"

He gives you a close eyed smile, taking the fifth.

"What hostages Childe?" You repeat again weakly.

—

First period goes by smoothly for the most part. Lisa, your so called best friend, once again is bought off like a corrupted politician by your new boyfriend. She sits far away from you, leaving you without any defences against the menace that dotes on you a bit too much.

Throughout class, all Childe does is score Venti's colourful pens, and then writes you annoying little love notes, using the expert origami skills he's learnt from Anthon to deliver them to you.

Despite the threat of distraction these notes pose, the corners of your lips can't help but tug upwards at his enthusiasm and attempt at poetry.

Zhongli makes sure not to ask you two any questions the entire class, leaving you to your own accord.

Lunch comes around soon enough, and your usual table of Diluc, Jean, Kazuha, and Lisa is disturbed by the torpedo that is Childe, and he brings collateral with him.

Kaeya whole-heartedly ceases the opportunity to sit near his stoic statue of a brother purely with the intention to annoy the premature crap out of him, but one look from the redhead sends the chicken-shit right back where he came from.

When Childe forcefu—lovingly feeds you the smiley fries and dinosaur nuggets his stunning mom packed him, Diluc looks just about ready to hurl.

Lisa winks at you two, Kazuha doesn't even bother looking, and Jean tries with upmost effort to keep Diluc from launching himself at the whipped fatui boy basking in your attention.

"Quit embarrassing me." You whisper-exclaim sharply, noticing how Jean passes Diluc—all green in the face, a puke bag discreetly. "Shouldn't you be doing something illegal right now? Or vaping in the stalls?"

"I quit vaping for you girlie." Childe boops your nose with his finger. "Well, at least full time. I still need a puff when I'm around Signora, to like, get rid of her awful vibes."

While it is endearing how he quit vaping for you, it doesn't lessen the need for you to bury yourself alive right here and now.

Then you sigh, pick up a Dino nuggie, and shove it in his mouth, the tip of his tongue flicking your finger. You die inside.

"There, you happy?" The action of feeding him is so...intimate, it sets your heart aflame.

Childe's a lovesick puppy when he chews, imaginary tail wagging a hundred times a second. "Can I have a kiss too?"

Diluc slams his hands on the table and stands up, hurriedly picks up his grape juice and makes a break for it. You don't blame him.

"I'll kill you." You smack him with a napkin, blazing red. "I'll end your pathetic little life right here and now."

By the end of lunch, Lisa and Jean have to restrain you so you don't break the world record for the maximum amount of mutilations that can be done on a single body.

Fourth period is a break. A break from Childe you mean. It's expected of the school's resident bad boy aka menace to skip classes in order to skip over the bodies of his victims.

You bask in the momentary peace, until it's disrupted by a tap on the window. Reckon it's nothing, maybe a bird flew into it, because intentional taps are impossible from the third floor. Except your conviction is hindered yet again by another tap.

What a nuisance.

You finally turn to look outside the window, face down, and spot Childe waving incessantly, rocks in hand, oozing with excitement that can't be concealed and a grin that nearly takes you into cardiac arrest. Without meaning to, you send him a small smile, waving back as Baal drones on about quantum superposition.

Successful in gaining your attention, he moves aside to reveal the hefty corpse of a stonehide lawachurl with a destructive path in its wake. The ridges and bumps of its hide are enough to do a number on the road, ruining the school's playing field.

Your smile drops down into a horrified frown in the span of a few seconds.

"Wow." Albedo, your lab partner whispers from next to you, for the first time distracted in class.

"Yeah," Kaeya whistles from behind you two, one hand supporting his head. "What a gesture."

"Y/N, I'd be grateful if you could possibly obtain a black crystal horn for me from the specimen." The blonde asks, entranced by the corpse that your boyfriend is flaunting off to you with pride.

"Aren't those things endangered cutie?" Lisa makes sure to butt in, as per usual.

Yes. Your boyfriend with several issues and an affinity for chaos brought you the corpse of an endangered geo-infused creature that's five times the size of him. During school hours too, the fiend. Like a cat dragging the corpse of a dead mouse to its owner.

You groan into your hands, heart racing while the fire is coursing through your veins.

That idiot.

—

Childe is exceptional at a lot of things, like the switch and making weapons out of seemingly harmless things (e.g shiv out of a toothbrush), but what he prides in the most is physical education. With washboard abs, uber tall height, and a dickish smile to top it all, he has everything it takes to showcase his top tier athletic abilities.

He pounces at the opportunity to show off in front of you, wanting nothing more than to have you fawn over his strength. He's sure it'll be enough to have you all over him, wrapping your cute little arms around his muscled ones, passing him his water bottle and dabbing away at the sweat on his forehead. Most of all, he daydreams you planting your soft lips on his to congratulate him after a big game.

Physical education, for you, is a pain. You may be good with your brain, but games exert more energy than necessary, and coordination that lacks logic entirely. You're just here for the credit. The over-achiever part of you walks the extra mile to ensure a grade in the high nineties.

Although witnessing Childe clad in the school shorts and matching polo shirt is enough to make this worth your while, you'll die before admitting it. Especially when he gawks at you as if it's the first time you're wearing the sports uniform yourself. It has you fidgeting with your fingers and tugging your shorts down nervously.

You try not to flip him off like you usually do, especially since it's not even been twenty four hours since he's asked you out.

Mr.Zhongli blows a whistle, calling all the students over to surround him. It's odd that he teaches most of the subjects at this school, seemingly the only adult present, but no one questions it in fear of genshin logic. Moving on, he explains that you have a dodge ball game today.

Lisa groans beside you. She hates anything that requires the exertion of energy, oftentimes bringing a book to read while everyone else screams in the background.

You're relieved, mainly because Childe and Tohma are usually captains, and Childe always picks you to be on his team as a means to flex his skills. For you, it means sitting back and watching him carry your team towards a straight A.

However, all your dreams are crushed when Zhongli announces the team leaders.

"Y/N, I trust that you'll lead the blue team to the upmost of your ability. Childe, prepare to lead the opposing red team."

Your knees shake as you stare at him in disbelief. "But Sir—"

"No buts Y/N." He scolds you lightly, checking off your names on the clip board. "I'd like to witness your exceptional leadership skills."

In reality, Zhongli just wants to reenact a lovers-on-opposing sides trope, wanting to see how the two of you crack under the pressure. In a way, it is an exercise of leadership.

Instead of picking teams, Zhongli assigns teams for the both of you according to his own judgement, trying to make it as fair as possible.

Lisa pats your back after your teammates are assigned, trying to cheer you up. "It's going to be okay. You guys are dating now, so he'll go easy on you."

You look up to meet Childe's eyes from across the court. He gives you a charming smile, which turns downright barbaric as he lifts up a thumb and motions to slash his neck with it. Then he wickedly mouths "I'm going to destroy you."

You blink and turn away as fast as you can in fear. "We're fucked."

Lisa, witnessing the entire ordeal nods alongside you, doing nothing to reassure you because she herself has given up.

Suddenly a hand lands on your shoulder gripping you tightly. "Let's wipe the floor with that g*nger." The voice is ice cold, threatening enough to send a shiver down your bones.

You turn to meet Rosaria, who frowns at you. Most of the time she doesn't really put an effort in dodgeball, but she must've seen your crestfallen expression, trying to comfort you in her own detached way.

Rosaria is the other school nurse in training, alongside Barbara, but somehow her patients end up more injured, sick, or mentally defiled than before they entered the room. She also spends after hours beating up Chads in the school parking lot. Also runs a blog with her booby co-author Kaeya that emphasizes mostly on the dark knight hero.

Spotting the rest of your team behind her, you begin to criticize them one by one.

Standing against the wall is Kaeya, pushing both his biddies up with his crossed arms like an absolute whore. He's breaking about several dress code rules right now. Venti is next to him, drunk off his butt as he beat boxes with Tohma.

Eula mutters under her breath, on and on about seeking revenge on Zhongli for putting her beloved Amber on the opposing team, promising him an unfortunate fate. Xiao is miserably squatting on the floor, sharp eyes observing everyone in the gym, scowl not ready to dissipate anytime soon.

Then you look over at Childe's team in the distance. Jean with a determined look on her face as she listens to Childe's game plan, and Diluc crossing his arms with his brows furrowed in concentration. Even Amber, the best baller in the school, is stretching out her arms, assisted by the gifted princess of the school, Ayaka.

Not only that, but Childe has the king of dodging on his team—Kaedehara goddamn Kazuha. Beidou shoots you a wicked smirk, winking at you until she's disrupted by Ningguang's shove.

"Oh my god." You cry out when the realization hits you, falling to your knees in despair. "We're completely fucked!"

"No we aren't." Rosaria mutters lowly. "You're only fucked if you want to be. Don't you dare throw in the towel before the fight has even begun."

"But I—"

"Stop it." She grumbles again, rolling her eyes. "You're being annoying now. If you lose the game, that makes him the dom. Don't you want to be the dom?"

She's right. You do want to be the dom.

Her words of encouragement, and not at all veiled insults somehow allow you to find motivation deep within yourself. You get up and stomp towards the rest of your team, calling their attention with your newfound confidence.

"Listen here soldiers!" You shout out, determination clear as day. "I know I am not capable of leading. I know that I barely have the physical capabilities needed to defeat the opposite team."

You take a deep breath, pointing at your cutie patootie boyfriend across the gym as you seethe. "But that man, that harbinger of chaos, that instrument of war, is nothing but a tyrant. And I cannot let such a tyrant be a victor in this battle. Not when innocent lives are at stake."

Tohma speaks up, sending you a bewildered look. "What lives—"

"Shut the fuck up soldier!"

"Yessir!" He immediately stiffens, saluting you.

"Are you ready soldiers?" Your voice booms, and everyone reinforces their priorities, except for Kaeya though. He just lazily smirks.

After Zhongli places the balls in the middle, everyone prepares for the battle of the century.

'Gods, please let us win this war' you pray to the archons above, closing your eyes in concentration.

'Give me the strength to flex my superior skills' Childe wishes, then adds on quickly 'also I want to dominate this world.'

'Give me the strength to make it to Friday.' Rosaria prays for nobody but herself, rolls her eyes at all the unnecessary dramatics of this dodgeball game.

"3..." "2..." "1..."

Zhongli ends the countdown by blowing hard into a whistle, signaling the beginning of the game.

Not even two seconds later a ball whooshes past a few of you at the speed of light, followed by a tail of fire. The ball of death kisses Kaeya square in the nose, sending him reeling back into a wall with enough sheer force to cause an indent.

Everyone winces.

Before you all can reel in from the initial shock and make sense out of wherever the hell that asteroid came from, Zhongli's voice booms throughout the gymnasium.

"Mr. Ragnvindr, headshots are strictly forbidden. You are out!"

With a scoff, Diluc, satisfied with his work, leaves the court with no apparent qualms. He accepts his defeat with the upturned corners of his lips.

Rosaria pokes Kaeya's body with the tip of her heels, then cringes when he shakes awake, up from his short lived knockout and sends a wink her way.

"Getting handsy when I'm unconscious? I didn't think you'd be one to partake in such vulgar activities." His eye twinkles in mischief, and if his momentary defeat at the hands of brother has him fuming, he doesn't show it one bit.

The only thing that keeps Rosaria from knocking him out for real is the blood that trails down onto his lip. She doesn't want to clean blood off her shoes, especially since it's a pain in the ass to get off.

You're about to tell them to get up and take this seriously, but a softball does your job for you when it darts straight at Rosaria. With pristine accuracy, the girl manages to pitch herself away last minute.

You swivel in Childe's direction, who wears a remorseless grin, which only grows wider once you pick up a blue softball next to your feet.

The glare that he receives has him shaking in exhilaration. More so than the elation he'd felt when he took down that Stonehide Lawachurl for you, as a gift of promise.

You begin to bark out orders. "Eula, Xiao, and Rosaria cover the front and act as decoys."

They nod immediately, but Xiao still clicks his tongue in distaste as he starts following orders.

Then you offer Kaeya a hand. "Get up princess. You're on sniper duty."

With Diluc out of commission, the battle is fair and square now considering both sides have the same amount of people. Ergo, no one's at a disadvantage.

That is—until Lisa fake trips over pure air, landing on the floor in a dramatic slow motion.

You roll your eyes.

"Oh dear! I think I've twisted something." She cries out, crawling away from the battle field, acting as if she's paralyzed completely. "Don't worry about me. I'll cheer you on from afar. The battle has begun, and it seems as if I've become the first casualty."

You don't let the countless amount of Lisa's betrayals get to you, even this one. It's just her personality to flake out on anything and everything that requires her to do more than below the bare minimum.

Focusing on the match, your eyes are only on Childe, just as his are on you.

You aim the ball straight at his ribs, step back a bit, then propel the ball in the air with as much energy as you can, using your entire body as a power outlet. The ball spins in the air, reaching the awaiting victim.

Childe, unbothered, dodges the ball with perfect precision, the ball not even grazing his clothes at the least.

Your jaw drops open, and you're about to move for another ball until he grabs the same ball you threw at him. With the sharpness of a predator locking in on its pray, he focuses on you like a missile locks on its target, launching the ball in the air for power that has you trembling, second to the powerful ball that was thrown by Diluc.

With your pupils dilated at your impeding doom, it's Xiao that grabs you and thrusts away.

The ball lands on the floor, smoke rising.

"Holy shit!" You shriek over everyone else's grunts and shuffles. "Are you trying to kill me?"

"Isn't it poetic?" Childe shouts back while he slides away from the balls being thrown. "Lover against lover. Either you're by my side, or in my way. And right now, you're in my way." He narrows his eyes dangerously. "Albeit reluctantly, I will take the victory babe. Even if we are on opposing sides."

"There was zero reluctance in that throw asshole!"

You thank Xiao, who wipes his hands on his pants in disgust. "Filthy humans. So pathetic and weak."

Mildly offended, you roll your sleeves up and begin to fight with everything you've got as soon as he walks away.

The dodgeball game goes as expected for the most part, Eula carrying for most of it with the flow of her skills.

Tohma actually tries like the presumptuous asshole he is, aims straight for his girlfriend Ayaka, and takes her out completely. His only justification for that is "I ain't no simp!"

He shelves his cocky attitude when facing Childe with a sense of dignity and prestige you didn't think he had in him.

The two one of a kind fuckbois puff out their chests so that they look more hefty than they are, having some kind of an Alpha match. The 'me stronger than you. me dominant. me get all the women' type beat.

Unfortunately, Childe manages to fence him with his throws, and lo and behold, the square off ends with a dejected Tohma dragging his feet to the nearest bench.

Eula oversees that Ningguang and Beidou meet a quick end, taking their slower dodging to her advantage. You're actually rooting for her, tasting a sliver of victory that you haven't reached yet. So close, yet so far.

Amber trips on herself in the middle of throwing a what should've been coordinated ball, and it loses most of its momentum. Xiao is directly in front of it, and will probably be able to catch it with ease.

Ah, another short victory.

If Childe loses his expert baller, he's only left with Kazuha and Jean, whom's lack in the art of throwing is made up by their ability to dodge most of the fastballs.

However, all your plans and hopes are crushed when Eula slides in front of Xiao last minute, sticks out her foot, and let's the pathetic product of Amber's would-be downfall hit her on the leg with the total force of about 0.0000001 newtons.

Your chances of winning have just went down by a staggering 60%.

"Eula!" You cry out, collapsing on the ground. "How could you?"

Tohma cups his mouth and bellows obnoxiously from the bench. "SIMP!"

"I cannot avenge my clan if I win a false victory." Eula crosses her arms, casting her gaze down in visible uncomfortableness. "Amber will pay her dues in two business days. Mark my words."

It all a load of cap. She's sleeping with the enemy and you know it.

You grit your teeth. Fuming with an abundance of rage, you pick up three balls and throw them all back to back, taking out Amber and Kazuha simultaneously.

Childe's heart flutters in another kind of delight when you pluck out his team members one by one with no hints of remorse.

In retaliation, Jean and Childe work in sync to swiftly take care of a distracted Rosaria.

"Shit." You hiss underneath your breath.

It's Venti, Kaeya, Xiao, and you who are the only remainders of your short-lived team. It's still two more people than Childe and Jean, giving you the upper hand briefly.

It's a mystery to everyone how Venti is still standing. You reckoned you would've lost him as collateral during the beginning of the match, but it seems he's able to hold his own.

When you squint hard enough, you realize that Xiao has been t-posing in front of the nonchalant SoundCloud rapper that's about as high as a kite. He must've been defending him throughout the entire round.

His defenses are all in vain once Childe correlates another attack with Jean, sharp-shooting four rapid balls that are secured on their targets.

Xiao swerves to the side, avoiding most of them, until one is about to reach a nonchalant as shit Venti.

You scream at him, eyes widening as you run towards them in slow motion. "NOoOoOOOo-"

The yaksha doesn't waste a moment, shifting so that he's covering Venti's body with his own, which to be honest is a pretty heartwarming sight.

The ball hits his lean back, a sharp thud following when it hits the floor.

Xiao is out. But his sacrifice is so inspiring that it brings tears to Zhongli's eyes, makes everyone in the gym go silent in awe.

Even the sadistic Childe melts, cerulean eyes gaining back their light, halting his fire.

When Xiao finally uncovers Venti's body, he speaks from the bottom of his dead heart. "I'd do anything for you..."

Venti shakes out of his baked state, blinking at him stupidly with a nervous chuckle. "Ehe~? I don't even know who you are."

The entire class sweat drops. Whatever slip of compassion on Childe's face earlier has become nothing but a memory. Even your eyes dim.

The next time Childe aims and locks at Venti, it's not with malicious intent. It's a favour, for you. In a way it adds dimension to who he is and the lengths he's willing to go for you, even at war.

Venti steps away with a bounce in his gait, hands behind his head.

Kaeya and you are the only ones left standing now, and the game becomes too tight knit to tell which side's going to win. It becomes utter chaos, balls being launched every second, stamina slowly decreasing as everyone lurches away from their demise.

As laid-back  and charming as the boy presents himself to be in front of the ladies, he's not very patient when it comes to facing circumstances like these. He's side lined for most of the match, finding it boring. And when Kaeya gets bored, the intensity of the tide changes, and everyone knows they're going to get a run for their money.

Kaeya coasts a hand around your hips, pulls you real close, purposefully leaning his bust into the side your innocent arm.

When Childe's smile drops, and the glint in his eyes reads 'DANGER' in full caps, you know it's time to be properly scared.

Your blood runs cold, mouth opening briefly and then clamping shut immediately.

"I'm so glad to be on your team Y/N. Maybe this'll give us the chance to become...closer." His hot breath fans against your ear, voice loud enough to be heard by onlookers.

Suddenly everything stops, falling into an unsettling silence.

You attempt glance at Childe, being met with a glare that's directed at the Captain of the Skating team. The ball in the orange-haired boy's hand deflates from the sheer intensity of the squeeze.

The tension becomes unreadable. Even Zhongli is caught mid-sip with his tea.

Quickly, you shrug off Kaeya's arm. "Childe, he's just fucking with you—"

Childe cuts you off by hurling a ball with nothing but the objective of cold blooded murder.

Kaeya whizzes past you, successfully ducking to avoid the hit, and his amused laugh rings through your ears. He rolls away from the following attacks, chucking his own series of colourful balls.

The events that unfold are blood-curdling enough to make even Satan boil his pants with diarrhea.

You take the clear opportunity presented by their concurrent dumbassery to take out Jean, the ace of the other team.

Childe's rage blows over when Kaeya eventually loses interest and takes the L, playfully winking at you while walking backwards to the rest of your team.

Now that all the distractions are dealt with, Childe's eyes flicker to you, and you share a murderous glance.

"Finally," He slaps the softball with a free hand, lips thinning into a homicidal smile. "I've been waiting for this. You better not disappoint me."

While Childe may be a violent anarchist who's only aspiration in life is to become a government contracted killer, he's also supposed to be your sweet boyfriend.

Slowly, you inch towards the front. "We don't have to do this Childe. We can coexist peacefully."

"Peace was never an option Y/N." He sighs, cracking his neck. "Besides—how else can I prove myself in your eyes? You may be my greatest weakness, but you are also my greatest adversary."

"I don't know, maybe start with not trying to obliterate me?"

"I'm obliterating you out of respect." He counters with a playful pout.

"Well I'll be paying my respects to your grave!" You lurch ahead into a sudden assault, yeeting as many balls as you can his way.

"That's my girl!" Childe whistles, grin widening psychotically when he goes all out, leaving you with an absence in favorable openings.

Out of nowhere, the fire alarms start going haywire, along with a beep in the PA system, which stops you two in your tracks.

A panicked voice of who you assume to be Yanfei shrieks through the comms. "CODE ORANGE! CODE ORANGE! EVACUATE THE BUILDING, THERE'S A STONEHIDE LAWACHURL ON THE PREMISES."

As if on cue, the ground starts rumbling and a Stonehide Lawachurl bursts through the halls and into the gym, looking around for something. Or rather, someone. It's sharp bumps and ridges make an indent on the floor, cracking it in.

Everyone falls into a state of panic, Zhongli trying his best to evacuate the class from the emergency back door as quickly as possible. "Settle down class, we have to follow protocol."

You, devoid of any emotion or sense of fear, turn to your boyfriend in such a calm manner it strikes an ominous dread in his stomach.

You stare.

Childe stares harder.

“I thought you killed it."

"I did." He retorts slowly, switching to gaze at the raging beast in amazement.

"Then why is it in the school!" You seethe, glaring daggers at his side profile.

Childe chuckles sheepishly, scratches the back of his neck. "I may or may not have stuffed the body in the boys washroom. Y'know, for safe keeping?"

The Lawachurl locks it's gaze on you, the prey, and then roars furiously. Turning into its geo-enhanced state, it begins charging at you with all its might, the target being solely Childe.

Leave it to your boyfriend to get on the hit list of an endangered beast.

"Fear not my vibrant girlfriend. Our first date can be surviving this." Childe cheekily kisses the top of your trembling hand before grasping it tightly and making a run for it.

[mavkasilas]

New au but like still villain Percy but he has more of a reason to be…kinda

Ok so Fred and George and we’ll his entire family made this new Percy The one that loves rules and doesn’t care about his family and just how the books describe him minus the redeeming parts (no offense I love him we just need him to be as hated by his family and family friends as much as possible)

Now he catches on and he’s like “why do they hate me? What did I do?!”

And then he catches on and he’s like yknow what I’ll give you a reason to hate me and so villain Percy is born.

He kinda controls half of the school at Hogwarts already so he’s like “why don’t I just recruit them so that they can help me with world domination” or whatever typa crime he wants to get with.

Also this is what the Hogwarts years think of him but like keep in mind that his family and Harry Potter and his friends and like any dumbldore believers are out of this

First year- adore him they think he’s amazing bc he works hard to make sure they are doing well in studies and in life no matter what house.

Second year-Love him even more bc he’s amazing

Third year- Cedric is here and that’s very important bc he’s going to be one of the informants in Percy’s organization. He also adores him bc he view Percy as a father/ big brother and Percy views him as his child/brother

Fourth year- Penny and Audrey are there and they adore him bc he helped scare off some idiots that where harassing them. They view him as a big brother and Penny is a runner and Audrey is field manager

Fifth year- Percy’s year and Oliver and Marcus are there too. Oliver is co-leader and Marcus is the vigilante/berserker and Percy is obviously the leader

Six year- doesn’t really know him but they view him as the cute younger brother of Charlie

Seventh year- don’t really know him but see him as the cute younger brother of Bill

Leader- basically controls everything like who goes where and who does what

Co-leader- helps the leader with anything and everything and steps up when the leader is out of the picture (whether sick or dead but death won’t happen to the leader)

Vigilante/berserker- goes on missions to hurt/ kill anyone they have to

Runner- takes information to one place to another or to another person

Field manager- controls what goes on in one place so that everything can go accordingly and also designates the missions

Informant- scopes out where they can stay and what information they need. So basically they just get all the information about a person/place/organization/ect and give it to the runner

(Sorry that this is so long I’m just really excited!)

@pixaldateblue Sorry for the late response, the schedule is super busy.

Yours idea sounds verrrrryyyyy awesome like it's in an anime, idk whether you watched jujutsu kaiser or not but according your describe, I somehow picture them as Itadori, Nobara and Fushiguro (the main character trio).

Percy I think he has the vibe as Gojo, perfect in everything and powerful.

I'm sorry my reply will be a bit short, cuz I think these days I've been overused my brain hahahahahahahah Wish u a very Happy New Year and I'll come back with tons of hc to discuss with you in the New year.

Stay safe, stay happy <3

[drkcnry67]

in truth...

title: in truth

pairing: dean x reader

fluff: in vino veritas

heaven and hell: book of the damned

rating: pg

tags: nothing really too major...

summery: not telling

@spnfluffbingo @heavenandhellbingo @sweetness47

You had to do something, you were not about to let the mark on the love of your life kill him… so you made a deal, you had gotten your hands on the book of the damned and you were now working with Rowena to try and remove the mark…

Rowena: are you sure you don't want to talk to Dean about this… I mean it's his life, his risks…

Yn: I know what he would say and I would rather just remove the mark and save his ass… so we can start the beginning of the rest of our lives together.

Rowena looks up from the book briefly…

Rowena: does that mean something happened, or is it something you learned?

Yn: its none of your concern, now lets just do this...

Rowena: ok fine, let's begin…

The spell’s list of ingredients were not long, but some had been lost to man for ages, centuries in fact:

Something made by God, but forbidden to man: the forbidden fruit-the apple from the garden which crowley had helped to procure for this spell

Something made by man, but forbidden by God: The remains of the golden calf idol, which was later destroyed

The caster's heart: The life of the thing the spell caster loves most

The fourth and final ingredient is a lock of hair from the target with the mark: you had taken a lock of hair from dean when you gave him a hair cut…

Rowena: yn since this is your spell, please tell me what have you brought that is the life of you

You present the case to rowena who opens it and smiles ever so slightly.

Rowena: so what being does this type of murder…

YN: one who wants to save the life of the father of her unborn baby…

Rowena: finally, how long have you known?

You had to take a breath, you were really overwhelmed…

Yn: about a week, since my last doctor appointment. Ive been waiting for the right time to tell Dean but the mark has to go away before dean and i can talk about this baby… cause the mark is causing him to for as hot as it is, be a lean mean hunting machine, talking to sam about this many nights after hunts, sam has told me that he has nearly been killed because dean just gets carried away. This mark needs to be removed and i know he would not listen to me if i tried to explain this…

Rowena: very well, but so you know, you and dean will still have more troubles once the mark goes away, the danger will still be ever present. The hunt doesnt stop when you remove the mark, it will intensify it in more ways then one.

You were now the one standing over the bowl where the ingredients you would be using were being placed with the following words:

YN: Ab manu Dei! (by the hand of God)

You placed the forbidden fruit the apple of the garden of eden into the bowl.

Yn: Ab manu hominis! (by the hand of man)

You placed the piece of the golden calf idol into the bowl

Yn: Ab cruore cordis mei ad fusuro in aeternum! (my bleeding heart i cast into eternity)

You opened the case and poured the heart of your own mother into the bowl.

YN: Tolle maledictionem tuam, ab hoc viro! (take your curse from this man)

Thats when you took the lock of deans hair and put that into the bowl. Suddenly a red blush colored light flew from the bowl, it flung you and rowena back, and left you both to go find dean. You got up and ran after it, you only hoped that you would get to dean before it got to dean…

you were scared, but you ran anyway, rowena on your tail, she had the book, she remembered your deal but she wanted to give you the book anyway. She didnt want it knowing that you were expecting.

You saw dean and dam arriving home at the bunker, you were half way down the road, you stopped suddenly, the red light flying over head… your only instinct was to yell.

YN: dean watch out… im sorry love i had to do it…

Thats when dean was struck by the red flash… once it was done with dean, it flew up into the sky, and suddenly the entire earth went dark as night. You ran a bit more but fell down closer to the impala…

You passed out from power exhaustion and from all that running. You woke up a few hours later only to find that you were on yours and dean bed… dean was just sitting there.

Dean: i know what you did, but i have to ask you why…

Yn: cause i didn't want you to go into the next phase of our lives together with that mark, it was changing you dean, it was changing you… do you know that you almost let your brother die last week during one of your hunts… never mind when me and you went to handle a demon a few days ago. I needed you to have a clear head for what i was gonna tell you.

Dean stands up… but before he could speak the words that you had been holding back for a while now just came spilling out.

Yn: we are pregnant!

This made dean stop dead in his tracks… this made his expressions change rapidly.

Dean: what did you just say?

You grabbed his hand and pulled him to sit on the bed as you looked into his eyes…

YN: i found out last week at the doctor, i am carrying your child dean winchester, and i know its not been that many years together and we haven't even discussed children as a future possibility but i totally understand if you don't want to raise this baby with me… and if that's the case then ill leave but on the off chance that i am wrong about you that you do want to raise this baby with me then please for the love of god understand now that what i did i'm removing the mark, i did it for us, for our future, for the life of our child.

All dean did was cup your cheek…

Dean: don't you dare think for one second that i would ever want your baby.. Hello yn… you don't know me but i know you… i also know that when you removed the mark off your boyfriend here, i was able to crawl into his body, he was supposed to keep the mark. You were not supposed to remove it… you didnt keep it locked up…

You reached round the back of your headboard, you grabbed the small vile and tilted his head back and dumped it down his throat.

Yn: in vino veritas… you just ingested truth serum. Now tell me the truth, who are you and what is coming, what did i unleash by removing the mark off of Dean…

Demon: i have no name, i am from the inner circle to the overlord, i am the one thing standing between you and your boyfriend here, who let me tell you is trying to fight his way out of my blockades. But to tell you the truth, the mark of cain held in the darkness, god’s sister, and without a host the darkness is free to destroy all she touches.

You lept off the bed, and revealed the devils trap beneath the bed. You did the exorcism and dean’s body fell lifeless on the bed. It was 3 minutes later that he sat shot straight up and he looked at you.

Dean: yn im so sorry, i didnt have any control, i heard everything that monster said… and im thrilled that you and i are going to be parents. Dont think for one second that anything the demon said was anything remotely close to what i want… i want you and this baby and we are gonna have the perfect life together you will see.

The rest of the day was spent cuddling in bed, you were discussing baby ideas, plans to add a doorway to the room next door, the plans grew and grew till you both passed out from mental and physical exhaustion.

No one thing would stop you and dean from living your best lives, no one would stop you guys from living eachother till the day you truly were to part.

[toomuchbroadwayquotes]

This might be ignored,its a long read, but if you want to have your forces restored on feminism my dead feminists i really wanted to share something that is making me tear up every 5 seconds.

As some of you might now, in my country (Brasil) we currently have a situation where our "president" is a misogynist (said he had a bunch of boys, they he went weak and have a daughter that's a "small" example for yall), homophobic ( said he would beat the gay out of his son if he ever "got it"), racist ( talking about killing native Indians and saying slaverism was a choice yadayada) anyways, just a piece of crap, we call him Bozo, like the clown. Well ever since his election we have been feeling so down (I'm sure my American friends can share the feeling). We are the country that kills more transexual people on the world. And it's not even illegal here, that would put into perspective. So, all this are real, serious problems, but bear with me as I get I little... naive maybe?. Well we had 20 seasons of BigBrother over here (Or BBB, Adding the Brasil at the end) and the show is on "the liberals tv channel, all the conservatives try to boycott it yadda yadda ") . But this season is just a gem. I feel like a revolution is happening and (I'm crying rn) I can't even put into words. Its gonna sound ridiculous, but you have to understand that 1) TV is a huge part of our culture, and is 100% connected with politics for us. 2)This show has been silencing woman, making men do anything they want without consequences and put woman as simple objects for their enjoyment. And somehow every year we wouldcomplain about how that was the reflection of our country. Something like this year edition NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE.

Our LGBT movies, Theather and books are being censoreds right now. Our country is on the verge of becoming a conservative doom.

The secretary of health system said :abstinence of sex is the best way to avoid DSTs and pregnancies. THATS HOW DEEP IN SHIT WE ARE. And we feel voiceless. Is like they are the majority you know?

Is like, you know when Katniss made every distric rebel by leading an example on the hunger games? Is THAT KIND OF SHIT. So, firsts things first:

I will introduce you the leaders of our current feminist movement

First, Thelma, she is not just ya regular powerful black queen. She is a doctor, with a bunch of degrees on stuff I can't even pronounce,she is specialized on anesthesia and she is a resident like those bad ass ones in grey's anatomy. She she is A BOSS. She is strong, and even though she is not 100% familiar with the feminism in "theory" she lives it in practice with out even knowing it ( now she knows, cause the other two are teaching her!) I want to make clear that on this reality show, the majority of the public has always been racist, and black people normally are eliminated first, yes it sucks and is one of the reasons I stopped watching a long time ago, as most of us millenials, but thank God we came back. She isn't going ANYWHERE CUZ WE ARE NOT LETTING THAT HAPPEN.

The second one is Marcela, every since the first we saw her she said loud and clear:I AM A FEMINIST, she is also a Doctor. She calls her self doctor unicorn, she is an OB/GYN and choose her career because she wanted to fully support her transexual brother /yess/, she is also expert on female sexuality and give classes about it, think Carina Deluca. She also takes care of sexual abuse victims. Oh yeah, she is bisexual as well. And everyone is shipping her with the next one btw.

Now our last warrior: Gizelly, She is a Lawyer, and she advocates for woman, she has suffered all the types of abuse from her ex husband and after all the trauma, she decided no one would do that to her again. Feminist, we call her the hurricane, she just shoots fire and defends any woman that is being belittled.

What happened was, some guys decided they would "seduce"any woman who was in a relationship outside the reality show, so they would look bad, and be eliminated easily. Wellx those 3 heard that, and they just couldn't get quiet. They went and tell all the girls about it. Some of them didn't believe them, the guys said they were CRAZY, and were LYING (what a shock)

The confrontation scene:

So one of them said: If I am lying, I will be eliminated this round. If I'm back, then you are the lier. So, regular reality show stuff right?

Here are some things you should know: Marcela, the leader ( as she was the one with the initiatives) was anonymous when she first got on the show, and 13 days later, she had 2 MILLION FOLLOWERS. Every feminist, every LGBT+ and ally on this country just woke up ya know?. We were all mad as hell that they were being treated as liars, but, and that's a HUGE but, the guy mentioned earlier was against one that was even worse. He was touching inappropriately the girls while they were completely DRUNK at the parties ( they wouldn't remember later), he was the one who actually made said plan mentioned before, but they didn't knew at the house because he was a completely different person when he was alone with the guys. A complete scumbag, he mocked and made fun of every woman on the house because of their looks etc. Sooo, all those millions of feminists watching were like : "do we take the biggest jerk and make the girls think we think they are lying or ?" Well, we decided to take the bigger toxic monster first, and left the other one for the next. But we had a special card. Every year, after the show starts, they put a glass house in the middle of a mall, with 4 candidates inside, we vote for 2 of them to be on the actual show yada yada. What happened was:people started showing off by the mall, with posters, begging for whomever got in the house to :"PLEASE TELL THE GIRLS EVERYONE BELIEVE THEM. THAT THEY ARE NOT LYING. THAT THEY HAVE MILLIONS OF SUPPORTERS. THAT HE ONLY CAME BACK BECAUSE THE OTHER WAS WORSE ETC"

So, last night was elimination day, the worst one got out with 80% elimination A victory for us (there were 4 people on this run, and one of them is a Black guy, fat, older than everyone else, and by history, he would obviously be the first eliminated but he was the one with LESS VOTES. AGAIN THIS IS UNPRECEDENTED IN OUR COUNTRY SPECIALLY SINC THE FOURTH PERSON COMPETING IS A CARISMATIC YOUNG KOREAN MAGICIAN YOUTUBER WITH A NETWORTH OF MILLIONS, BUT THE BLACK GUY WAS LESS VOTED THAN HIM, GUYS I CAN'T STOP WRITING IN CAPS.The second worst one tho, comeback celebrating, saying he knew he was right. Singing victory. The girls were crashed. No one understood and they all started crying and talking about how it was a reflection of our country, but that they wouldn't change their ideals etc. (Again, they didn't knew everything trash bag number one did, cuz he did it in secret so they thought it was an answer)... well, 2am, the couple from the glass house got in. And they told them. They said everything. How the public loves them, and the why the other one got out first, and how we knew they were saying the truth. This part is just a sweet ending for y'all. They then proceeded to get all the woman in one bedroom and talked and talked, they even explained to the ones who had some deep patriarchal mindset and were believing the boys up until that point, they had conversations about feminism, about not accepting to be treated that way, they cried, they were so relieved, it's silly because is a reality show, but last night everyone felt like we were supported. Like, people got our backs! People agree that we wont take that bullshit anymore. In other editions those guys would be the handsome guys that all the girls would die to be with, you know? But know they are the villains. It happened. The girls are not the crazy ones. They are not the powerless wones. They were the STRONG ONES forming OPINIONS, moving the big pieces on the board.

I can't even talk about how this will impact on many young girls, especially with all those girls having such strong stories you know? Today is a reality show but whatch us on the booting vote! Watch us at the March's. Just watch us. I'm telling y'all. Brasil is gonna turn this shit upside down.

Anyways here is a little clip of when our guardian Angel Dan, told the girls that they should trust Marcela's word

The relief the felt, we all felt. Having your word taken seriously after being called crazy and lier...

( even the production of the show tryied to deny the guys plan was real before the videos started pouring up, and they had to take back after saying on national television that Marcela was lying. Because that was the standard)

[bandomgay]

My brain to yours pt.1 b.u

Tw: blood,gore,self harm,violence,hallucinations,slight mention of an ed

Au: hey babes this is gonna be my 5th time trying to post this and i want death so bad...however if there is any confusing things or typos or things seem to quickly paced im sorry thats just my brain babey! Enjoy...i guess

Word count: 1,894

It all started when he was about 6 years old, he never spoke ever,not that he couldn't he just wouldn't, his parents were worried about his development,however nothing was ‘wrong', he had a quite developed thinking process for a child, but it wasn't a good one for his age nor was it a normal one,no child should be so terrified of talking to people and being thought lesser of as his voice shook violently while trying to say the easiest of sentences.

he understood people to early into his young life ,he got the memo that everything was too stupid and too hard to understand so he gave up . his mother took him back and forth to hospitals and child psychologists ,his mother scared for what was to come of him could this weirdness she didn't even have a name or diagnosis for develop into something more as he grew? She thought, would he be normal? Would he be like the other children who laughed and giggled at the littlest of things? Would he be happy like them? She had decided to push her concerns into the back of head deciding that maybe he was just awkward it's okay to not fit in hes a fucking 6 year old boy maybe it's not that deep.

he was now in the 3rd grade now and teachers became more and more loud and responsive with their problems, he thought maybe whatever bad stuff they had going on at home they just needed to vent threw aggressiveness and shaking hands and restless mornings,but however it was their screams he didn't care for, he looked them in the eye wondering what he had done wrong, however he didn't care enough to continually think about it, but he realized slowly that couldn't feel anything like the red faced teacher did, he’d envy the poor mannered teachers feelings if he could, just how they could get so angry and fed up with kids who were disgusting and vile and how he never felt that…... he never felt anything at all .Now he was in the 5th grade he had to repeat the 4th grade due to staggeringly low grades and his failed attempts at homework he never seemed to have remembered. Things were getting hard to remember, so hard to remember what the teacher had said in the classroom that seemed to fade away after he was picked up by his mom and the sheer silence of the drive home and his mothers sneaking looks into the mirror with furrowed eyebrows at her son who never told her how his day went.

In school it was just so easy just to drift off in the land of dark swirls and dark worlds filled with make believe that he couldn't separate from the real world that never seemed to go away and darkness he felt comfort in his head till he heard nothing but the disgusting laugh of a teacher who had looked as if she wanted to deck him in the face ( he imagined about 3 different scenarios of how that actually could have occured, he held back a giggle and a sly smirk) as she snapped her wrinkled hands in his face “earth to brendon” he heard the aged feminine voice laced with anger repeat twice but he had failed to tune into the first reminder he was too dissociated to notice, he came too but didn't understand her reasonings of not just leaving him alone and let him rot and break free and he soon heard the fits of laughter coming from children he knew he was too weak to stop.

he wanted to do terrible things to everyone in that very room including himself, a dark desire he couldn't contain from his mind but he never followed through with these type of thoughts. he could never seemed control them he thought of them like messages being sent from an unknown source in the back of his head that had an invisible connection to someone he could see but nobody else could he dared himself if he could just pull at the cord in his head he wouldn't have those those thoughts, the figure never showed up in the same form it could be the shadows of dirty rain water coming from outside showing like a projection on the dingy beat up wall rising above him to claim a mental dominance , or the rotten stain of mold on the bathroom floor that now seemed to have a charming glow yet secretive smile or the bag of dirty clothes that sat high up on its rounded edges now smiled at him and watched him threw the night .

now it was the 7th grade and things had went to shit,it was already shit but it had gotten no better, fits of depression had left him wanting to call a hitman on himself and letting himself be cut open so all the organs in his body to be shot out of him or rip his jaw and everything behind it out of his body but he was too fatigued to think about it anymore his brain seemed to have stopped working back in the 6th grade, he could never think clearly a heavy fog on his brain he could never do much for himself he found the most simple of things he couldn't do, he couldn't pay attention, he felt dizzy at random times becoming feverish and not thinking about why because he couldn't think he thought process lessen and lessened with every passing day until all there were was thoughts of gore and death,sadness and the never ending thought of killing anyone or anything that had managed to make him want death even more.

he just continued to fade in and out of reality staring into the wall for to long or unknowingly staring at the couple of people who he thought was calling him pathetic and worthless with the contradictory voice telling him he's so much better than the disgusting people he saw and that they didn't deserve to smile they don't deserve happiness even though they’d never even spoken a word to him, they were never mean to him. he started pinching,stabbing,pulling at his hair,clawing at himself hard trying to see if he could care that he'd just hurt himself he continued to hurt himself hoping somewhere in the back of his mind he start to feel things, to show him he's real everyone sees him, but his inner self knew what he was doing he wasn't just trying to see if he was a real person he was punishing himself because he couldn't do what the rest of the real kids could do he couldnt plop himeself in a hard metal chair and take a test without thinking about what a disgusting person he was, without hearing them say he wasn't shit that his brain is mush that he couldn't understand the easy directions how he could get so angry and mad without hesitation how he could imagine killing his parents im cold blood… he stomped on his own foot,why is he thinking about this why is he thinking about this why, they creeped back up on him showing him images of his brother and sisters dead and gutted his parents choking on blood and vomit pale and dying, he hated himself for thinking these things,but if it was possible for him to be completely honest with himself he didn't care if they had died or not he just didn't have the ability to care.

He couldn't look people in the face without seeing these images of grewling faces pushed together in piles of pink and red flesh crawling into each others organs which looked rotten and distorted, why was he seeing this things these disgusting things these things… he wouldn't admit to himself that everytime he looked in the mirror he tried not to vomit he tried to hard, he bashed in the mirror bloodlying his hand, his hiss echoing in the empty bathroom he couldn't go to the nurse he couldn't look her in the eye and see her like that, besides he was on the first floor and he was too weak to go all the way to the fourth floor he knew he would pass out, he felt something pooling in his stomach it was anxiety he felt the cramping in his stomach and the salivating in his dry mouth, he vomited into the sink, he hasn't eaten anything in about 3 weeks so the pain of dry heaving for almost half in hour into the sink made him dizzy and ultimately pass out. he had now awoken to bright lights that made him nauseous and whimper, he was in the hospital again. he tried so hard not look the nurses and doctors in the eye and seeing horrific images in his mind of them dead, rotten maggot filled and bloody be he regained his ability to see the normally after a while.

“Brendon honey…” his mommy's voice was there “mommy...hi mommy” he said in a broken whisper. She had realized he never calls her mommy unless something's wrong he wasn't aware that he was, he turned to the right finding an iv carefully placed into in scarily pale arm “honey...they found you in the bathroom your hand was cut up...you where passed out what...t?” she silenced herself for a moment seconds later starting up again. “They found you in the bathroom..the mirror was broken and your hand was cut pretty deep and passed out” he mouth trembled a bit, she moved his sweaty bangs out of his forehead, he felt wetness on his skin his own uniform shirt clinging to his skin he was sweating.

He didn't feel real he didn't respond properly to what she had said he only looked away.. And said “dizzy….everything hurts…” he was so surprised he felt something but if feeling was like this he didn't want it. “I d..don't wanna feel like this..can you make it stop mommy please?!” Nani was absolutely terrified she'd never been so scared for her little boy, “its gonna be okay,sweetie...i swear..to god i swear…” in this moment if she was honest she didn't believe there was a god, no god would do this to her son, she turned around after hearing the door and hard footsteps.

“Hello ms. Urie im dr. Yakima, i will be assisting and diagnosing your son” she nodded softly wanting her son to be okay. “Hey son,open your eyes for me,i'm here to help” brendon heard a much more distorted version of what the doctor had said than nani did, but then again he was fading in and out. He handed her pills and said firmly “these are anti-nausea and pain killers i'm gonna give these to him and he will feel much much better i promise..” He was right it with his cocked up eyebrow and charming smile that sparkled with calmness and reassurance that worked its way into nani. the medication  worked but not instantly. “Sit up honey..” She said softly, he followed what she said slowly with a wrecked groan and intense muscle pain however there was no rush.

[jdmainman123]

Bottom line says we have clear evidence what happened here you guys are trying to check a white skin boys penis across city after City protecting some white skin man of having a dead daughter. White hair whites came in are always good even though they're murderers

For your satellite maker to take it to these extremes of pain and suffering and torture of cutting off a little white skin boys dicks. And then shoot himself. And continue to attack us with the seal team 27 elevated over a word daughter WE'RE GOING TO GO ON THE REPORT BECAUSE I'M NOT GOING TO SIT HERE THE WHOLE F****** STATEMENT IS SATELLITE MAKER SHOOTS HIMSELF SO AVOIDS ALL HIS PROPERTY BUT THEN HE LEAVES IT TO ME THAT'S NOT THE CASE WE'RE GOING TO GO WITH EVER SINCE 3/4 WAS BUILT ABOUT 4,800 YEARS AGO this f****** road regime has begun to torture boys and a manner that is inappropriate and then shoots themselves so we're going to go with whatever way the property was divided back then it's going to continue to be divided today

I don't have time to play your f****** failed socialist games and babysit your f****** dead white trash son who doesn't want to be a satellite maker wants to become a socialist. LIKE VAN WILDER WENT TO SCHOOL FOR 7 YEARS FOR DRAMA

And because you went to these lengths of attacking a little white skin boys penis a little innocent white skin boy penis we're going to ask for the ultimate charge for these men for doing a favor to let this continue and to pay for Kansas and Fort Worth because we don't respect you man especially down here in brownsville. It seems like they're the only one about this three fourth baby killing club to make the world predominantly black skin and take away all our b******* and fun. And

How I noticed we used to make fun of gold sun and black hair white Sunday have an unlimited number to call to send the babies to be murdered. Obviously what happened here. And they found another number in the desert. Then they found another number in Atlanta then they found a number another number in California

And if it wasn't so clear your attacks on only a little white skin boys penis the torture him to cut it off. You can't do that to innocent little boys and then and then at the end of the day shoot yourself SO YOU MEN ARE GOING TO BE PAYING FOR YOUR FAILURES OF YOUR SATELLITE MAKER. IN A STATEMENT HERE. WE ONLY HELP THOSE WHO CAN HELP THEMSELVES IF YOU CONTINUE TO ASSIST THIS F****** A****** AND HURTING A LITTLE WHITE SKIN BOYS PENISES LITTLE INNOCENT WHITE SKIN BOYS PENISES THERE'S NO OTHER CRIME GREATER AND FAR HISTORY. THEN ATTACKING YOUR OWN LITTLE BROTHER AND HIS BED CUTTING OFF HIS PENIS. And we're rendering you a dead daughter because that white trash and black girl keep on flying in untouchable to keep on watching you guys cut off little white skin boys penises hurt little white skin boys and a manner that is not good in a manner that's for no reason you guys don't shouldn't take it to these lamps just to attack a little white skin boys penis

WE HAVE 100% EVIDENCE WHAT YOU GUYS ARE DOING WHAT YOU GUYS ARE TARGETING. And I'm sorry he took away all your money and he found another airplane family out there is better but he thinks it all comes down to me. When this is all said and done. And I'm telling him he f***** with the wrong cracker that's all I'm trying to tell him. Architecture speaks volumes what's your satellite wants to continue to lie. I'M GOING TO CHARGE YOUR BOYS AND YOUR MAN YOU KNOW WHY BECAUSE I'M SICK AND TIRED OF CALIFORNIA MAN I'M SICK AND TIRED OF LAS VEGAS MAN FLYING INTO MY CITY. AND IT'S THE SAME F****** N***** BEHIND ALL THESE PEOPLE OUT THERE WANTING TO MAKE THE SATELLITE SAYING IT'S A BLACK SKIN MAN'S WORLD. And and at the end of the day you just want to take away wet sex and phlegm fun b******* over the innocent little white skin boy and. And the cardinal rule is you can't attack another man's private part if it's a no-no. For the any act to not have been defending a white skin man's dick. AND THANKFULLY THE MISSTATEMENT WAS WE ARE SATELLITE MAKERS YOU CAN DO WHATEVER WE WANT. SO YOU'RE ANY ACT DIDN'T WORK THAT'S PROBABLY WHY THEY NEEDED ME. TO PUT ANOTHER CHARGE ON THAT CRIME an example we have here a hundred thousand white hair white skin babies killed in snow without a beach all for my yacht. And that's probably the same f****** dead n***** daughter family now trying to align your failed Jason program with mine I've been here correcting a misstatement. And there's nothing worse than a bunch of f****** men who only want to attack an innocent little white skin boys dick think it's okay for this entire city to pick up and move to my beach full of men. I haven't ever seen a statement more stupid I haven't ever seen an action more suicidal. But because you guys are transitioned into all wanted to be socialist. And unfortunately your satellite maker at his age comes out and tries to be a socialist and sing along. It's embarrassing and it's shameful. Most importantly it's disgusting

And bottom line I'm ready to die for you men paying for this because somewhere along the line it's got to stop and for you guys to continue to lie this bold out in public I don't care if it's one man what's the f****** purpose and point of lying to one man me? It doesn't make no sense for you guys should continue to lie just to one f****** man. You know maybe you get this f****** n***** off my dick walk around with this little white skin boy holding hands. Wanted to be socialist so f****** bad. The girls dead because you couldn't listen to the dependency on her she wouldn't focus on them all day. And I'm I'm the only man here forced to babysit this f****** dead son and dead n***** walking around and dreams of wanting to be socialist. It's a f****** nightmare you people but you guys are going to pay for calling out Las Vegas's daughter dead and California dead that s*** should have never came up it's not my words it's your words but I'm glad you said it