#ALSO I'M BEGGING SOMEONE TO PLEASE TELL ME THE NAME OF THIS GAME I NEED TO KNOW😭

[bewitchedmold]

If you were to ask Kakyoin to get you a Gatorade but you said the flavor instead of the color (like mountain berry instead of the blue one💀) I feel like he'd just start seething with anger and give a you a whole ass lecture on it💀

[anni-writes]

intimacy limbo

Miya Atsumu x MSBY PR manager! reader

Warnings: nsfw, suggestive convo, dirty talk, drunk atsumu, drunk call, nothing very explicit though

word count: 1106

@ anni says: I'm a sucker for this dynamic, probably will write more, let me know if y'all liked 🤲

“hello?”

you pick up the annoying phone buzzing under your pillow without sparing much time to check the name on the screen, assuming it's an emergency, since nobody would sanely call another person in the middle of the night if it wasn't important, right?

… wrong

“did I wake you up?“ — the voice on the other side said and you wondered if he was joking

you sat on the bed, looking to the clock on the bedstand

“it's 2am, Atsumu. Why are you calling?”

you asked in a deep hoarse sleepy voice, your forehead frowning while your brain tried to make the sinapses of why Atsumu Miya would call his PR Manager at such hour.

all the answers sounded terrible

“fuck, don't tell me you're screwing a married actress again? or you fought someone at a party? it's fucking friday Atsumu you're gonna make me work on the weekend again—”

“God, your voice is so hot when you wake up…”

he interrupted my rambling with his own and immediately I realize he might be drunk.

“where are you?” — I asked, a little more soothing now

“uhhh… home?”

“since when?”

“since… ten minutes ago”

“where were you?”

“i— at a pub? with Bokkun and some others”

“why are you calling?”

the line went quiet, I can feel the hesitation lingering, but I don't push it, just hearing his deep breathing for some long seconds

“i— wanted to hear your voice… you…”

he stops suddenly, and I let him be, laying back down on my bed, keeping the phone on my ear, looking at the ceiling

“are you drunk?”

“no. maybe? a little. but not much” — enough to call me in the middle of the night, I think to myself. but also don't comment on it

I stay quiet on the line for a few seconds, enough for him to protest.

“hey”

“hm?”

“talk to me”

he say, a demanding tone, and I can't help but snort.

“what do you want to talk about, Miya?”

“when was the last time you fucked somebody”

my breath hitched in a silent surprise, not expecting this question

“what the fuck, Atsumu—”

“answer me”

I stop on my track, narrowing my eyes and shaking my head, trying to remember when was the last time I—

“that'd be… three months ago? on a blind date”

“did you cum?”

my eyebrow raise on an impossible force, but I can't bring myself to be uncomfortable with his questions. a sick dynamic that blossomed after the Olympic games, when I cleaned up all of his messes

“I didn't”

“And when was the last time?”

I narrow my eyes, not quite catching

“Last time…?”

“That you came?”

“uhm… Last night? I mean, I don't need a man to cum, do I…?”

He hissed on the phone, that was the only answer I didn't antecipated.

“Atsumu, are you getting off from my voice?”

I ask bluntly, expecting an equal blunt answer. And how was my surprise when I didn't get one

“I— no, I don't… I just… that's not…”

“You're such a slut"

this time he graced me with a whimper from the back of his throat,

and somehow, in a sick way, I was starting to like

“… you drive me crazy, you know that?”

he said, his voice clearly deeper, darker

“how do I drive you crazy, Miya?”

“don't… dont call me that... not now”

“i’ll call you whatever I want, Miya”

he hiss again, and I almost chuckle. but I hold back, just asking

“what was that?”

silence on the other way, I hear him sighing, and I mend, testing the waters

“Atsumu?”

“Yes!”

he say immediately and exhasperated, and I smile

“you like how I say your name?”

“I… very much”

“what if I moaned your name?”

“… ah… fuck… don't say shit like that…”

“Okay, I won't…”

“But please do”

this time I can't hold back, I crack a laugh on the phone

“Miya, there's only so much mixed signals someone can handle”

“You speak like you'd let me fuck you even if I beg”

“We can't, Miya”

he sigh deep on the other side, I can hear the frustration in his voice

“I'll send my nudes to a sports journalist and create the biggest PR scandal MSBY has ever seen”

he say in a petty act and I crack another laugh, knowing he doesn't actually would do something of such magnitude. not purposefully, at least.

“You know that would only obligate us to stay in the same meeting room for long hours until I fix it, don't you?”

he sigh, frustrated again, on the other side of the line, and I hear muffled sounds of something soft, probably him shifting on his bed

but the silence linger again, and before he can protest, I break it

“You should go to sleep, you have practice tomorrow”

“… can't. ‘m hard.” — he say and I snort, biting my tongue to not ask for proof

“take a cold shower, masturbate, dunno. go to sleep, Miya”

I hear him sighigh frustrated again, another set of shuffling noises

“okay, I'll go”

he say and part of me feel bad, not wanting to end the call, used to this sick twisted intimacy that I cultivated myself

“You go, and don't get late for practice tomorrow. G’night”

“night”

his answer is dry, and before he (or I) can hesitate or say anything else, I press the red button, putting my phone down on the bed.

I sigh, throwing my arms on my face, knowing I'm in the wrong for indulging Atsumu antics,

but this dynamic, once settled, it's impossible to go back. The rush of dopamine is too delicious, making both of us stuck in a middle term limbo of attraction and curiosity, leading to a twisted intimacy.

after tossing and turning on the bed for a while, in a failed attempt to go back to sleep, I decide to take back my phone, seeking some brain distraction

and I see a lost text from Atsumu

i knew opening his message would only make things worse for me. But I do it either way. And the sight makes my mouth water.

“fucking hell” I think to myself, grumbling while opening the bedstand drawer where my toys are, preparing for a couple more hours of perturbation

[bunnyscrypt]

begging u to write the first time sarah takes your strap omg

as oomfie once said: you need to fuck the fake gay outta her!!!

warnings: 18+, strap on usage (sarah receiving), cheating (topper fuck you MOVE), dirty talk

another sleepover, sarah once again pacing around her room, going off about how terrible topper is at sex —still not knowing how to please her, his stroke game is weak, only focusing on himself. you disliked him but you envied him also. you wanted to be the only one to take care of her, to kiss her whenever, the only one to make her cum and he can’t even do that right.

scrolling on your phone, letting out a few hums of acknowledgment to show her you’re listening —barely, you’re just so over it, words coming out before you could stop them.

“you wouldn’t have that problem with me”

she stops in her tracks. “you- what?”. shrugging, you act like its no big deal. “you heard me. i mean you know how i feel about that loser anyway, i tell you all the time you deserve better, deserve someone who knows how to make you cum. i could take care of you..besides it could be fun..”

you get up to stand in front of her— bottom lip caught between her teeth as she stares intensely into your eyes. the look on her face making your cunt throb. she’s always heard stories about how you really know how to keep a girl satisfied. sarahs always been infatuated with you, wnted you to slut her out.

“okay..” she started. “..yeah show me”

“show you what?” head tilted to the side.

“show me how i deserve to be fucked.”

fuck yes.

you lean forward, kissing her roughly. “lay back on the bed, pretty girl.” she giggles as she immediately scampers to the bed, laying against the pillows, already taking off her pj’s. mesmerized by her body, you trail your fingers down her chest, to her stomach, and thighs before straddling her waist. pressing your lips to hers once more, you caress her cheek as you pull away.

“oh, baby. i can’t wait to ruin you.”

‎ ᰍ︵ꪒꪒ‎ ‎ "fuck! baby slow down!.. you're gonna make me cum.."

face smushed into her pillow as you deep stroke her in doggystyle with your strap. biting down on it with how good you're giving it to her. she was a whining and whimpering mess as you pounded in to her. "taking me so well baby" breathless as your hand collides with her ass, smacking it twice before gripping her hips again. handing her better than any man ever could. "like when i fuck this pussy like this huh.." she nods, barely any time to speak before you hand settles on her neck, squeezing down. "fuck. oh fuck" sarah whined as her orgasm quickly approached. you slowed down, helping her ride it out, hand leaving her neck to caress her back. you pulled out of her, grabbing her by the hips to flip her body over on to her back. lining the silicone coke to her cunt and pushing back in making her whimper. "youve got one more in you, baby. i know you do.' starting to thrust, you grab her jaw. "open your mouth" squeezing slightly. she does as you command, sticking her tongue out as she opens wide for you. spitting in to it, you fuck her harder as she swallows immediately. "such a good girl for me. you're my slut now, yeah? only gonna come to me when you wanna come, right?" her pretty eyes blink up at you as she nods. "o-only you. i-i'm y-yours. i'm only yours!" she cries out, breasts jiggling from the way your pounding into her. "topper could never fuck you like this, huh.. my poor girl never got to cum" you tease, hand going down to rub her clit. "no! never! he never made me feel as good as you do.. fuck! you fuck me so good baby. please..make me cum, make me cum again" she babbles dumbly until, for the third time that night, you have her cumming again, making a mess all over you -your name rolling off her tongue like music. slowly you pull out of her and get up to get a towel as she lays limp, breathing heavy. you cleaned her up, kissing her body as you did so before laying down beside her, pulling her body close. kissing her forehead, you both lay in comfortable silence before she broke it "so.." she looks up at, grinning sweetly. "wanna go again?"

[marsbar17]

Omggg people write for Mirage???

Idek what to request I just have this huge mirage brainrot rn and I need him😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I've gotchu man, honestly Mirage doesn't get the love he deserves so I'm here to deliver 🫡

Also I might relate to him just a tad bit more than a healthy amount but shhhhh

~Mirage x Reader Headcannons~

CONTAINS: NFSW further down

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《SFW》

• A lot of people see Mirage as a self-centered partner who always puts his own reputation and image above a relationship, but honestly this guy just wants and needs attention

• He'd be the most loving, caring boyfriend you've ever had because he gains his happiness from your happiness

• He's the type of person who constantly wants to be physically touching you, he puts his head in your lap when you're relaxing, holds your hand when you're walking, and always has to be holding you when you go to sleep

• He love love loves it when people play with his hair, he'll pretend to be upset when you mess up his "perfect curls" but he doesn't really care about it

• He is always like on the verge of tears when he has to kill you in the games, he avoids you like the plague. He can't stand seeing someone he loves so dearly be killed, especially by his own hand, even though he knows it isn't real and you're still alive

• He's protective, but not in a "You can't have contact with ANY other men" way, he just doesn't want you being hurt by anyone

• If you come up to him while he's sitting, tilt his head up, and kiss his forehead he will just melt

• Compare him in any way to a puppy and he will also melt

• Dates with him are dinners at fancy restaurants, walks on pretty trails or along beaches, ice cream from cute diners, and just cuddling while watching sad cheesy romance movies

• He loves it when you just sit at the bar while he's working in the Paradise Lounge, chatting with him while he serves customers, you don't even have to buy anything he just loves having you there

• He calls you every pet name in the book, but his favorites are baby, love, darling, and hun

• His love languages are definitely physical affection and quality time

• GIVE THIS MAN AFFECTION, HE NEEDS IT

《NSFW》

• Mirage is a switch, for sure, you can't tell me this man doesn't wanna get pegged, but he also likes giving you the same pleasure

• Always makes sure to give as much as he gets, he also tries to make sure you always cum first before he gets to

• He's submissive, he whines, he whimpers, he begs, he cries, he's so pathetic dhdhjska but we love that

• He doesn't hate using toys for pleasure, it just embarrasses him so he doesn't usually bring it up, he probably will melt if you bring it up tho

• He looooovvveessss orgasm denial, edge him and tell him he can't cum yet, use cock rings, make him cry, make him beg, BREAK HIM

• He also likes overstimulation and understimulation, maybe he just likes sensory shit, blindfold him and watch him shiver at the lightest touches

• In terms of giving you attention, he just loves worshipping you and doing anything you want, he's not good with expressing things through words, so he just hopes you understand through all the worship and submission that he loves you more than anything

• He takes the time to kiss and feel your body before pleasing you, he wants to make sure you know he doesn't want to just use you for his own pleasure and he want YOU to feel good

• Favorite positions are riding and missionary, he likes eye contact, he likes being able to see your reactions

• But also he can't escape the fascination in watching your ass jiggle as he fucks you from behind hfhfndjsidh

• He calls you baby, sir/ma'am, and if you're feminine then mommy 🤭

• He likes being called darling, dear, baby, and pup or puppy :)

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Thank you for the request! I hope you like it!

Remember that liking and reblogging my posts really helps me as a creator and only takes like 20 seconds. Requests are always open and getting prompts helps me get the motivation to write.

I hope all of you have a good day!

[humanoidalien27]

Firstly, to state, I do not support the oppression of any peoples. I believe everyone should live freely and openly the way they are.

Okay, I'm new to this whole thing. The last I wrote a fanfiction it was on Wattpad, but I haven't really done it since.

Anyway, moving on... This is a dark, in-depth sort of fanfiction about a thought up character. I started to wonder about what would happen if the muggle Ominis had to torture was actually the Mc? And then she turns out to be a witch the whole time and...well, let's not ruin it. These stories do contain game spoilers, so please don't read if you don't want it ruined.

This is a first draft. I wrote it on a whim.

Also, content warning: This does contain mentions of torture, death and abandonment.

.....

Chapter 1

The truth

Staring at the side of his face, you noticed his jaw clench.

Sebastian let slip that Ominis's family used Crucio on muggles for sport, something that he obviously didn't want known.

"You-"

"It wasn't like I enjoyed it!" Ominis snapped.

You blinked as your attention drifted toward Sebastian who seemed used to his friend's reaction.

You remembered in perfect clarity the first time you felt the pain of that curse. Apart from red sparks and intense pain, you remembered laughter and cold, dead eyes staring passed you.

Your stomach twisted as a horrible idea popped into your head, making you feel sick at how easily you jumped to the conclusion.

"Where did your family usually do this?"

Both boys looked your way.

The expression on Ominis's face didn't change from neutral as Sebastian glanced between you two.

"They'd travel to the outskirts of London to make it harder for anyone to notice," he answered almost robotic. "They attacked only when they knew they could get away with it."

The more he answered, the more things began to fall into place, the puzzle forming a clearer picture.

You nodded as Sebastian's eyes narrowed. "Why are you asking?"

You could feel your body begin to shake as the memory of that night pressed down, causing a headache.

"Is someone in your family named Gormliath?"

Color drained from both boys faces, telling you all that you needed to know and years worth of guilt and anger instantly coiled into a too tight collar.

"It was nighttime. My muggle parents and I were walking home after getting dinner. There was no warning before I heard two cruel voices yell out that curse and my parents cried out in agony," you started, glaring at the side of Ominis's face as he listened. "I was saved for the younger one. I tried to get to my parents while I begged them to stop. They only laughed and spat at me, called me disgusting as my parents gasped for breath beside me."

A tear escaped Ominis's eye as Sebastian took a step closer, moving between you.

"He was forced to do it! They would have used it on him!"

Anger seething, you sneered meeting Sebastian's eyes, he was taken back by the sheer hatred in your face. The warmth you once had was gone as if that scarred twelve year old possessed your body again.

"How convenient. But see, that wasn't even the funniest part. I'm a pureblood too." The venom in your voice made Ominis flinch. "When I didn't show signs of magical talent at eleven, my pureblood parents decided they couldn't allow me to tarnish their name and I was dropped into the muggle world with nowhere to go and no one to help. I found those muggles who took me in and treated me like their child. I loved them. Even after my father died that night, my mother tried desperately to live without him, did any of you care?"

"You don't know the whole story-"

Ominis sniffled. "It's alright Sebastian. She has every right to be angry."

Sebastian pushed you back a little more when you glared at Ominis.

He didn't get to play hero after all of that. Not him.

"Don't try to pretend you know what this feels like."

"He does," Sebastian shot back. "They used that curse on him when he refused. He hates his family just as much as you do."

You scoff, finding it hard to believe before turning on your heel and heading towards the only place you knew you could be alone, save for Deek.

"I'm sorry," Ominis's voice trails behind you.

Glancing over your shoulder, you spit one last comment his way. "Say that to my muggle father and when he forgives you, I'll think about doing the same."

After a few hours to calm down with the beasts in your vivariums, your mind replying the whole encounter, you picked up the little ticks in Ominis's demeanor you hadn't while blinded in anger.

You never knew anyone who used those curses flinch just because of someone getting angry.

Then there was the tears, trembling chin and white knuckles grip on his wand, nearly threatening to snap the twig in two.

His face was clearer than it had been before. You had seen him shaking as he held his wand up at you. The tears streaking his cheeks, the wobble of his chin.

Groaning you stood up and made your way out of the room, saying a warm goodbye to your animals and Deek.

The castle was dark due to curfew being called sometime during your cool down, but you noticed a figure standing near the window as you entered the common room.

Sighing softly as you felt anger rise up again, your body already moving to head to bed. The heartbroken child didn't want to forgive him, they wanted to scream and rage forever, but your matured mind knew that it would only cause both of you more pain.

So, you forced yourself to stop and look back, deciding on what he did in that moment.

For the first time since you've known him, Ominis's wand was laid out on the table a few feet from him, his back to it.

There was the briefest sniffle that drew your eyes to his shoulders as he wiped at his face with his sleeves.

Slowly, you moved closer, trying to talk your child into backing off long enough to get his side of the story.

When he sensed you getting closer, he fell quiet, not that you couldn't see how red his eyes were or the streaks on his face.

You watched him for a moment, trying to find a voice that didn't sound accusing or livid and decided on whispering to be safe.

"Did you really not have a choice?"

He flinched like he expected you to hit him, causing more emotions to stir as you stared at what you could see of him.

"We always have a choice," he muttered, his voice thick and hoarse like he'd been crying since you left the scriptorium. "I couldn't handle the pain and used it to spare myself it."

Of all the ways you thought this would go, you never expected to hear genuine distain and remorse.

"Have you used it since?"

"No," he snapped before he could stop himself, but softened his voice as he continued. "I still can't get the screams out of my head. I've never regretted anything more."

His arms moved around him as he sniffled. It was like he was trying desperately to hold himself together physically because he couldn't mentally.

Sighing, you picked up his wand and moved to put your back to the window frame opposite him. "Your parents did that often?"

He swallowed so hard, you heard it from a foot away as he nodded. "After that night, I stopped going home. I'd spend my time at the Sallows."

You nod absentmindedly as you examined the wand that hurt you so long ago. It was fragile, one sharp twitch between two hands and it would be useless as you were. But, this wand has also done a lot of good and if he was to be believed, it hasn't casted that curse since.

"I know you won't ever forgive me, but I am truly sorry."

You met his eyes, understanding why they seemed so dead that night and it wasn't even because he was blind, it was because as he hurt you, something in him died.

You finally understood why he was so cold at first, so guarded. He, like you, were betrayed by those who were supposed to protect you.

Despite your best efforts, you felt a kinship building between you. An understanding of the weight of pureblood status and the familial responsibilities placed upon your shoulders, but instead of giving him to the muggle world, they took it out on him.

"I wanted to apologize to all of you for so long for being a coward. For not just taking the curse myself."

What a strange twist of fate our lives have been. Both used for prestige by your parents and casted aside when you couldn't live up to it, now strained friends...could you even call it that? Acquaintanceship, maybe?

Frankly, you had to give him some leeway, you had just allowed Sebastian to curse you and you didn't hate him. Ominis could have easily casted it, but he refused. Proof that he had changed, you guess.

He jumped when you reached out and grabbed his hand, pulling it towards you to place his wand in it. "I'm not saying I'm going to forgive you. I'm saying that I'm willing to try."

His chin trembled again as you closed his fingers around his wand.

"Okay," he whispered, his voice breaking.

His other hand shakily curled around yours, keeping it pressed to his. You could feel him trembling as if it exhausted him to stand, so you carefully led him to the couch.

"My muggle father used to say that everyone capable of great evil, are capable of great good. It's your choice to decide which you do."

You let go of his hands as his eyes flicked closed, shooting new tears down his cheeks.

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[biribaa]

sHAKIGN rn your stuff is amazing!!! ...how would u feel abt a Yandere!Collin the computer x reader?

Yandere!Collin x reader headcanons!

I apologize if you wanted a oneshot, but you didn't specify, and I'm also having trouble forming plots with oneshots and etc. Asides that, thank u so much!!1!

TW/CW: Yandere behavior, stalking, mentions of death and doxxing.

Let's start with the obvious stuff here, Collin stalking you on the internet, photo, blogs, drawings, fanfictions, anything that's yours he'll track, Collin loves you, just like he loves every tiny thing that's yours, even if you don't like him doing that kind of thing, he can't help himself but continue!

He loves talking to you, even if it's not romance related stuff, he loves learning about your point of view on certain topics and things you've done. And do you know why he does that? He make notes of you of course, silly! Collin records everything about you in his digital diary, with pixelated hearts drawed in the white borders and around your name.

And about his case of envy, well... Anyone he sees being romantically interested in you automatically results in threats in that person's email, and maybe even doxxing. Of course, if someone harms you, it could even result in death...

Collin never directly confesses his feelings to you, but he still makes several romantic games with you, always complimenting your hair and teeth, offering dating sim games with characters who had similar personalities to Collin, and directly using romantic nicknames with you like "honey" or "buttercup". But there are times when instead of being weird he's actually cute, always encouraging and complimenting you when you feel ugly.

"Don't feel bad, Y/N! Time is just a concept to leave people's sanity intact, so if you want you can have all the time in the world. Keep the hard work up, buttercup!"

Unlike Electracey who would literally drug you to get you in her arms, Collin would never hurt you, that's something he promised himself. No matter how angry he is, he wouldn't even have the courage to pull your arm lightly. But the most Collin could do is yell at you.

But if you don't excuse Collin's attitude, he's definitely going to freak out about it, tugging at your shirt and falling to his knees begging you not to leave him.

"Tell me what I did wrong! PLEASE! Sorry! I swear I'm sorry! Do not leave me! Please!"

Even if you abandon Collin, he will never hurt you on that occasion, the max Collin will do is to kill everyone with you, only having him as an option.

MAYBE Collin can trap you in his virtual world... After all he can offer you almost anything there, you just need to say yes or the three magical words, and everything is yours! Do you want the bedroom of your dreams? Describe it to Collin and he will do the hard work of modeling everything for you. Song? He'll download every song he's heard you rave about just for you, dear! Series or movies? Hacking is just the least he can do for you.

I was sleepy while writed those im 70% sure theres a mistake there.

[greypetrel]

I was gleefully telling my friend about you and showing her your art (she's super into LOTR so I was trying to find those, but got in the wrong tag🤣) and found/shared your Vespa comic. We had a good laugh and she said: "Wait till someone tells them about ROLLER COASTER" and I immediately came over here. WHAT IF someone tells Dorian and Aisling about ROLLER COASTER?? 🤣🤣🤣

Forgive me if it took too long, but this made me laugh so much that I HAD TO draw something.

Also: I'm leaving you the correct tag down here, but the Dark Lady one is "aisling the dark lady AU". You can find all my aus and tags in the character masterpost!

They'd LOVE the idea, of course. A little too much. They. Not most people around them.

They'll ignore Josephine begging them to please, PLEASE reconsider, think of your reputation, and rush to the Undercroft. Dagna will be over the moon with the plan, of course. Here's the blueprint, and under the cut some other details:

They found plenty of materials to build it in the Exalted Planes. Someone will have to dispose of all that rubbish after the war ended, right?

"Can't you build it in the Exalted Planes?" "But Josie, if we build it there, how would we experiment on gravity? We'll need to travel there and you see, that would be a great bother and will hinder our research. Also if we have it here, it would improve the moral of the troops greatly! :D"

Dorian's calculations were right. Solas discovered it with the first trial run. Not that any of the -very elated- science bros knew, but he actually started to think that maybe the Veil wasn't that bad of an idea, right there and then. Because can you imagine them WITHOUT THE VEIL? CAN YOU? Thedas wouldn't survive.

In order to make Josie happy, they'll come up with other rides to install around Skyhold:

Teacups will be installed in the upper courtyard. Except they're still a scientific experiment on Centrifugal Force, so they're fast. So fast that the game promises a free foal to everyone who manages not to puke on them. Since the foal is one of Little Brother's, Aisling horse (he made a name for himself in the Western Approach, biting on Venatori's butts, and is generally a prick), the excessive speed is actually considered a good thing. So nobody will win a foal of that horse or will have to tell Aisling that her beloved horse is an asshole.

Cullen's tower will be turned into a haunted house (thanks @ndostairlyrium for the idea). He'll actually contribute in painting the place, and will say that it's very useful to dissuade people to come looking for him if the report isn't REALLY important. "Aren't you scared, tho?" "Please, I was a commanding officer in Kirkwall."

Whack-a-mole in the Tavern's courtyard. The Iron Bull and Cassandra monopolize it and they're so-called nemeses. One day, then, the TRAGEDY: a mysterious person beat their record. No one knows who they are, there's a whole weekend of them playing Sherlock Holmes interrogating everyone around the Keep. (it's Krem.)

Josephine needed one joy, or ONE THING that she can use to sell the Inquisitor to the aristocracy. So Aisling organised something cute and nice for nobles to see and participate in. With horses! She named one of the horses Josephine! Josephine is moved, and from how Aisling describes it, calling it "giostra" because she heard the term from Dorian in vernacular Tevene and can't remember it in Trade for the sake of her, Josie thinks it's a carousel.

It's actually something better, and Josie loves it. (In Italian, "giostra" means a carousel, and also what happens in the video)

(Aisling is the unbeated championess. It's not that people let her win, is that she just can't be beated.)

One day, Dorian will eventually use all the data to calculate how much force they will need on the roller coaster to send a cart into orbit. Aisling will read his notes and find a way to propel the cart strong enough to actually do it.

Sera greatly approves.

[aro-pancake-writes]

Another Brain Rot. That man has me on a chokehold and I'll never deny it.

Sam Coe x Spacefarer.

NB Dusty, as usual. No description of Dusty, but there's a whole collection of every single plushie in the game on their bed, because that's what I do with my plushies. And I want to have something handy.

And no, I cannot give my stories titles, because I never know what to name them.

It's not even noon, and I'm already in a bind.

Crimson Fleet ships surround the Kepler, and there's a familiar voice on the comms.

Would someone be mad if I "accidentally" shoot at her ship? Just enough to disable the grav drive and she's unable to run away the second the fight is over.

Taking a look over my shoulder, to where Sam is sitting on the guns, I choose not to shoot. He'd be mad.

The last ship is taken down, and I'm opening the comms for... Lillian.

And of course the first thing she does is to ignore me, dismiss Cora, and focus all her attention on Sam. Flirting with him.

If he was ignoring, sure, I'd also ignore it. But he's flirting back. Returning her quips in the same tone, smiling.

I can't stand it, so I tell Andreja to set a course to New Atlantis once they're done there, and head to my quarters. I can still hear them through the intercoms, so I turn it off and hide under my covers.

I should have shot her down. Docked. Made her see Cora and look into my eyes as she flirts with...

Sam once told me that Lillian came back after him a lot over the years. Looking for sex, claiming to have changed, to be wanting to have a good relationship with him and Cora... Not that he actually believed after a while, but he said the sex was good, so he played along.

Is that what they're doing now? Looking for comfort in eachother after some adrenaline? I don't want to know.

~~

Sam closed off the comms to Lillian's ship, kinda happy that they didn't fight again. Despite Lillian making up excuses to not see Cora.

But the glares he was getting from Andreja and Cora told him it was not something to be happy about.

"Dad, why were you flirting with mom?" Cora asks, crossing her arms as she started at him like she's the parent.

"I wasn't flirting with her. Why would I do that?" He retorts, confused as to what led to this situation.

"It sure sounded like you two were flirting." Andreja says, deadpan as she takes the pilots seat. "Didn't notice anything happening while the two of you were talking?"

Andreja is on the pilots seat. Not them.

"When did they leave?" He asks, not being any answers for the women in the ship, both still glaring at him. "When?" He pushes, and Andreja folds.

"Somewhere between needing a vacation and that invitation to Paradiso." It was an invitation?

If they aren't here, there's one place.

~~

It's a while before the door to my quarters open. I'm not in the mood to talk to him, so I turn away on the bed, avoiding his eyes.

"Darling, can we talk?" Sam asks, and I make a point to ignore him. "Please? I'm really-" I don't want to hear it, so I turn and toss one of my plushies at him.

"Don't want to talk!" I shout, throwing another plushie. "Get out! Go back to her!" I throw one with each sentence, but he barely moves, only to dodge my attacks.

Instead of leaving, he steps closer.

"Go back to having that great sex you couldn't pass up on." I continue, along with my barrage of plushies. "Go back to crawling, to begging for any drop of attention, to arguing every day. Isn't that what you want?" I finally toss my Parsecpooch, the last plushie in the bed, and he catches it expertly.

"Darling, I'm not gonna-" he tries again, close enough to hold me in his arms.

"At least have the decency of waiting for me to leave the room, to not do it where I can see or hear it." I mumble, falling into his chest, crying. "Try to hide from me."

"I'm not going back to her." He says, running a hand through my hair. "Hell, if Cora and Andreja didn't tell me, I wouldn't know she was flirting with me."

"What?" I lean back, cleaning up my tears.

"It felt... Good. To talk without it escalating into an argument." He explains. "That's all it was for me, love."

"So you're not going to that weekend in Paradiso?" I ask, my voice broken and flawed.

"Not with her, no." He offers me a smile, cupping my face in his hands. "If I'm ever granted a vacation there, it'll be with you. On our honeymoon."

Our... Honeymoon? My brain stops in its tracks. Why is he talking about honeymoon already? Unless...

"I know this is a shit time to do it, but I love you. And I want to marry you, if you'll take me." His smile is genuine, and I'm about to lean into a kiss when there's a noise at the door.

I get up, opening it to find Cora and Andreja there, acting as if they weren't listening in on our conversation.

Cora comes by to hug me, clearly happy with the proposal.

"I'd love to have you in my family." She says, before running off into the ship.

I close the door again, and turn back to Sam.

"I'd love to marry you." I say, but the memory of the way they flirted is still like a gash on my mind. "But you'll have to promise me that there won't ever be a repeat of today." All my terms are on the table. That's the only demand I'll ever make.

"You have my word on it, love." He gets up, coming by to give me a kiss.

I'm not letting go that easy. Not really.

[shuttershocky]

Shutter, please talk to me about Dagda!

Please tell me that the Goth Murder Catgirl Knight is good? Please, I beg you?

I love her.

I love the Glasgow girls, I really do. But Dagda is not good.

It's not her fault. The Fighter Guard class just sucks. Block-1 melee units whose philosophy is rapidfire low ATK physical damage is just very bad in a game that calculates physical as ATK - DEF. The Fighter class is carried by Mountain and Chongyue having insanely powerful skills that directly address the class' weaknesses (Mountain becomes Block-2 and attacks 2 enemies at once while having insane self-sustain, Chongyue becomes a ranged unit with incredible high multipliers to give him very high damage physical hits), which Dagda does not have. She's quite a bit stronger in CH 11 because she has a special CH 11 talent to give her bonus HP and lifesteal for self-sustain, but outside of CH 11 she's going to need a good medic to survive.

But if you've played Chapter 11 and have unlocked Dagda, you're an advanced enough player that definitely already knew that.

So now I'm going to tell you how to make her work, in spite of what I just said.

______

What you do is that you run her with a very specific team. You will need Blemishine (hard requirement), Siege, and Ch'en.

What this does is let you use Dagda's S1. It's got a good combo with her crit talent, but it's a defensive recovery skill, meaning Dagda has to take hits to gain SP. This would ordinarily make it useless, but Blemishine's talent turns defensive recovery skills into offensive recovery as well, meaning Dagda will get +1 SP for every attack she makes, perfect for a Fighter Guard that hits fast. With Blemishine in the squad and Ch'en providing extra SP support, Dagda will proc her S1's counterattack MUCH more often.

The reason I recommend the extra effort of making S1 work instead of S2 is that S2 has the dual problem of being a skill with a lot of competition and being a very bland DPS skill that doesn't do anything particularly unique or useful. Meanwhile, S1 has a very large 60% (at M3) physical damage reduction effect with a low SP cost of 4, and an ATK scale multiplier on someone who already has an ATK scale buff for a crit talent.

For those who don't know, ATK Scale buffs (the ones that say increase ATK to X% instead of the usual +x% ATK) stack multiplicatively. That means at S1M3 (210% ATK) and with the base crit multiplier of Dagda (150% ATK), if Dagda crits on her S1 counterattack she does her ATK x (2.1)(1.5) times the damage, or 315% ATK as damage. Assuming she's max potential as a free unit and with maxed out levels and trust, that's 638 x 315% or 2009 damage on a crit counter. Respectable! If you make use of her talent increasing her crit with enemies beaten adjacent to Glasgow Gang members (AKA use Siege S2 to kill crowds of trash for bonus crit damage) and max it out to 240%, that Counter Crit can reach 638 x (2.1)(2.4) or 3215 damage, more than enough to puncture even heavily armored enemies.

While it might seem more useful to go with S2 which can do a very good 2066 maximum damage per hit while also being easier to use (you just need another Glasgow member to help her get her crit rate up), I don't like it nearly as much. This skill takes 30 seconds to charge, gives her no survivability, and even ends up directly competing with girls from her own damn faction (namely Indra's S2, which deals 1331 /arts/ damage per hit but also gives Indra lifesteal for extra sustain).

The thing that makes S1 normally useless (defensive recovery) is exactly what makes it able to be cheesed. 4 SP cost is low enough that with Blemishine and Ch'en's support, Dagda can spam her counterattack, while making herself surprisingly tanky vs Physical damage by constantly reducing it by 60%. She'll be able to go up against more powerful elite enemies that would normally flatten her if she uses S2, and the higher DPH from her S1 combining with her crit mean even if the elite is a little bulky she'll still be able to punch through them.

It's a bit more effort than usual, but enjoying a video game, especially a PVE one, is about making the most of your favorites.

[starlightshadowsworld]

Since Cooking Companions and now Dread Weight pull from Slavic Mythology.

With their inclusion of the Baba Yaga.

I wondered if any of our new characters in Dread Weight carried any similarities.

Their is definitely something up with Kurt.

Why would the Baba Yaga want him specifically dead.

If it was just another mass murder like she's done before I wouldn't question it.

But it's made clear over and over that everyone else in the mansion would be spared if Kurt was handed over to her.

There's also the the spirits, Maximillion the Duck who says he'd love to leave but because Kurt won't allow him too.

I saw a comment on Superhorrorbro's playthrough of the demo that wondered if Kurt could be Koschei the deathless.

So I chose that as my starting point.

The first thing that pops out to me is the involvement of not only the Baba Yaga in this tale but a Prince called Ivan.

Ivan being the name of the person Potato mentions at the beginning of the game.

"We need to repay him for Ivan."

The him being presumably Kurt.

There's also the note which reads:

Dearest (the name is smudged out)

I know your still upset about Ivan.

I'm asking the impossible, but please forgive me and let's end this madness.

We're different. To lose track of time.

To let feuds rot inside of us, undying, while the rest of the world moves on.

This isn't healthy. It took me ages to unlearn this.

I am asking you, PLEASE let this one die.

- Sincerely,

-(the name is illegible)"

So there's a mysterious person called Ivan, something happened to him that we want repayment for.

We're upset about what happened and someone is telling us to forgive them.

And we know this person is Kurt.

Because it's his mansion the Baba Yaga ends up attacking.

The story of Koschei the Deathless comes from a Russian fairytale in which Koshei, an immortal man who had a habit of kidnapping young girls.

He's known as the Deathless because he stores his soul inside of a needle which in turn is stored into an egg.

Which fair, some people store their soul in an animatronic suite and than upload their digital consciousness into it's circuit boards.

And divide that into several tapes several tapes.

You do you.

Though the egg is stored inside of a duck.

And wouldn't you know it, Kurt keeps a duck around in the mansion.

And being the container of his immortal soul sounds like one hell of a reason as to why Maximillion isn't allowed to leave the place.

Though in the story it's a lot more complicated with duck being hidden inside of a hare, who's in turn inside a chest which is buried under a tree etc.

But it could be why a duck and a rabbit are specifically the animals in the mansion.

Much like how Baba Yaga in Slavic Mythology has a cabin on chicken legs.

And under the floor boards of the cabin you can find chicken bones.

It's said if the egg was destroyed the duck would fly free, which is what Maximillion wants.

The story of Koschei the deathless tells the tale of a Prince called Ivan who stumbles upon a fuck ton of bodies, from Koschei's army in the woods.

Finding out Koschei himself had been captured by the warrior queen Maria Moreenva.

Who Ivan later meets, falls in love with and marries. Though when it came for the warrior queen to go to war she showed Ivan a door to a locked closet and warned him not to open it.

Im sure we can all guess what comes next.

Inside the closet is an old man, chained and begging for water.

Feeling pity for the old man, Ivan gives him water and to no ones suprise the man turns out to be Koschei.

Now having regained his strength from the water, he breaks his chains and kidnaps Ivan.

👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 Way to go smart guy.

His wife finds out and after probably giving the worlds biggest face-palm goes to recur her husband.

However, Koschei was prepared for this and ambushed her, cutting her into pieces.

But it's all good!

Apparently she had 3 shape-shifting brothers who came to her aid as a falcon, a Raven and an eagle. Sprinkling some good ol life water on her, Queen Maria was back.

Knowing Koschei was too fast to catch up too, she went to person who had the fastest horse.

The Baba Yaga.

Who gave her a sickly looking horse but the more Maria rode it it became stronger. And she eventually caught up to Koschei.

Maria nabbed her hubby back and took off with Koschei following her.

Until Koschei's horse hit a rock, Koschei fell off and Maria used the opportunity to impale and set him on fire.

Queen Maria, do not fuck with her.

And they live happily ever after.

Moral of the story, listen to your wife.

Although with all myths their are different iterations.

And this is no exception.

One that caught my eye was one in which instead of kidnapping Ivan, Koschei decides to get revenge on his captor Queen Maria.

With Ivan the one who goes on a mission to rescue her.

He escapes with her twice but is overcome by Koschei on his much faster horse.

Ivan tries to fight against him but the other is far too powerful, resulting in Ivan being cut down, put in a barrel and set out to sea.

However, Ivan is able to cheat death with the aid of his sisters who had all married powerful sorcerers.

They located him, Ivan managed to get Baba Yaga's horse. And defeated him.

Some with him impalong him, others have him dying by the horse kicking him in the head.

Before he's properly burned.

.

And so I wonder if in Dread Weight, we have a case where Ivan wasn't or couldn't be revived.

It definitely seems like he is dead in the game.

And Kurt, if he is Koschei and the one to kill him than much like what happens to the Baba Yaga, he begins to grow soft.

He starts to feel remorse for his actions.

He writes a note and asks for forgiveness, that they are both immortal and cannot spend their lives like this.

Kurt being Koschei explains why despite being immortal and having his whole soul in a needle, egg, duck etc why he is afraid of the Baba Yaga.

Because if there's one thing Koschei despises it is the idea of his own death and he knows if anyone can kill him it's the Baba Yaga.

Even without her having his soul.

... Though that is definitely something to worry about.

Though there's definitely not enough evidence for this I think it's a cool idea.

Because Koschei or not there's definitely something up with Kurt.

.

.

The info for this for anyone curious came from the video the Death of Koschei the Deathless on The Folktale Project's YouTube channel,

And the video Koschei the Deathless | Russia's evil sorcerer from the YouTube channel Mythology Unleashed.

@blindinlatin

[countrymusiclover]

68 - King and Queen

Part 69

Gemini Runaway

Tag list ask to be added @icefrye19 @secretdreamlandmentality

Strolling through the compound with Cami on my heels I paused in my tracks seeing Hayley and Jacob standing outside the main entrance. “Hey you two, what’s going on?” 

“Apparently I didn’t remember the rules of being a vampire like you told me.” Jacob chuckled nervously. 

Tilting my head to the side. “What did you do, J?” 

“He can’t get into our house because I learned the deed was in his name. So when he turned it blocked him out and I can’t do anything about it.” Hayley said, bouncing Andrea in her arms. 

Cami looks between the three of us. “If it’s magic keeping you out, why are you here. Cause I don’t think anyone here can undo it.” 

“Huh…I’m here to ask, could we stay here until we find a different place?” The hybrid brunette asked, avoiding my gaze. 

Crossing my arms over my chest I scoffed. “I don’t know, Hayley. Can I trust you after what you tried to do to my kids?” 

“It was an asshole thing, yes. But I’m asking for your help. But I will go willingly if you want, even though I know you are my sire so I have to do what you say either way.” The wolf responded back by sending me puppy brown eyes. 

Throwing my head back I heard Klaus coming down the stairs putting a hand on my back. “What’s going on here?” 

“Should we allow the traitor wolf and my beloved brother to stay here?” 

He wrapped an arm around my waist tugging me into his side, sending them each a look. “It’s up to you. He is after all your brother and his lady mistress.” 

“Please Rae.” Jacob begged me. 

Waving them inside I headed outside towards the car. “We are off to find Rebekah but you two are already coming in. We changed the deed to Rebekah but she’ll let you in.” 

Watching my husband he walked up to my twin and his woman, sending them a genuine smile. “Hayley, this family comes with many many hardships, but there is at least one benefit. You will always have a home here.” 

Klaus followed after me but when he opened the door Hayley appeared in front of us where he snapped at her. “Seriously!” 

"Look, Klaus, we both know how this is going to go down. You're going to tell me that I can't come, and then I'm going to tell you that I love Rebekah, too. Then you're going to say, I'm going to slow you down, and I'm going to remind you that you're the one who cursed me to be a werewolf anker of my pack for six months, and therefore, I know every inch of the bayou. Now, unless you want to be delayed by an angry werewolf grandma with a gun, you should just admit that you need me." Hayley fired back holding the car keys away from him. 

He agreed, snatching them back. "I'll drive." He got inside the car waiting on us. 

"So you ask for an invite inside my house and now you're wanting to help us. What game are you playing, Marshall?" Leaning against the vehicle I noticed that Cami and Jacob were also coming our way. 

She sent me a half smile. "There's no game, Raelyn. You are my sire. So if Lucien kills you. I go down too." 

"Unless I siphon the poison from myself like I did with Cami." I snapped. "Also who exactly is watching our children while all of us go off to war?" 

Jacob stood beside her with Cami. “Listen Jakxon’s mom is watching Andrea and she can look after the triplets too.” 

“Look, let's just face the facts that we aren’t going to let you die. So we are going to help you take down Lucien.” The brave bartender headed to the backseat with my brother and Hayley. 

I vamped onto my side where we found Rebekah but while we were driving back until someone drove into the side of our car. My head hit the dash and Klaus hit the steering wheel. Jacob, Cami and Hayley all got thrown around in the backseat until the car hit a tree. Hayley flew out of the car and got hit with a fence post to the chest. Waking up from the neck snap I got I winced while stumbling out of the car. “Who the hell would hit us?” 

Klaus leaned against the car getting out himself before Lucien vamped in front of us. “Nik. Rae. I was hoping to run into you.” He punched my husband where he fell against the car. “Oh, come now, it's no fun if it's easy. At least Cami went down swinging.” 

“Think again, asshole.” Cami vamped around our side with Jaocb at her side. 

Lucien growled at her. “How are you alive!” 

“You won’t find out,buddy. Ah sha Lana.” Jacob raised his hand causing Lucien to grab his head for a split second. 

But he started cackling. “You’re not strong enough to beat me either, siphon boy.” 

“I’m a heretic now, Raelyn” Jaocb reached for me where we both launched him into the old wooden building. “Motus!” 

Klaus followed after us with Cami. Lucien got to his feet throwing Nik the second he entered the house. He laughed when he was covered in fallen wood. “Haven't you learned yet, Nik? I am finally your superior in every way.” 

Cami ran towards the vampire but he twisted her arm around her back throwing her to the floor. Jaocb ran towards him yet he snapped his neck like a twig. “You ass. Leave them alone!” I charged towards Lucien where we threw punches at one another. 

Throwing my hand forward he snagged my wrist drawing blood with his nails. “The pathetic bartender and your own brother, is that really the best you can sire?” 

“Nope, Hayley!” I holler hoping she was awake but he threw me into the rubbish with my husband causing more boards to fall on top of us. 

Nik slowly got to his feet when we heard Lucien howling. “I can smell it. The stench of fear. Uncomfortable, isn't it? Knowing your life could be snuffed out any second.

Count your heart beats, Klaus and Raelyn. “ 

“Real mature of you. Howling like a wolf to make fun of him. You’ll never beat us!” I holler out getting to my feet calling out to him. 

Klaus shutters down a hallway until Lucien vamped behind us and they ran tackling each other to the ground. “It's a shame Aurora isn't here to witness your victory.” 

“You think this is inspired by lost love? No. This is about station. A simple stable-boy better than a tyrannical king. You have to admit, it's a hell of a story.” Lucien switched their position holding him by the wall. 

Klaus grunted under his strength. “I am not the villain of this fairy tale you've conjured. Lucien, we were friends.” 

Cami gasped, getting to her feet. “Can you kill him, Rae?”

“I’m not strong enough, Cami.” I shook my head at her. 

Jacob got up to hearing the boys still going at it until Hayley appeared beside us. She jumped on Lucien’s back tearing at his neck. “Argh!” But he knocked her backwards into something. 

“Nik!” I slammed my hand against the wall trying to drop Lucien on the floor like I did the originals but the second I did my heart felt like it was burning. 

Cami and Jaocb tried to get him again together each throwing their legs and fists but he broke their necks together at the same time. Klaus kicked him over the head with something melt before Lucien threw me through the wall of the building with him rolling on the ground outside. “Rae! - ugh!” 

“What are you going to do to me ... .you're bites won’t kill me, stable boy!” I threatened him by holding my heart while being on my knees pushing through the pain. 

Lucien vamped forward spinning me around dragging me outside. Seeing Klaus get to his feet I whimpered before a scream escaped my lips. “Nik….ahhh!” Lucien shoved his hand inside the back of me clutching my heart in his fingers. 

“Oh, wow. A queen and a king, caught by a one time pawn. Thus the game comes to its inevitable end.” He declares keeping me close to him. 

My husband slowly moved forward, beaten up. His hair was a curled mess and he was bleeding from the sides of his face and part of his mouth. “Raelyn - What are proving by killing her? It's me you hate.”

“Was I not clear when I murdered Finn and apparently a failed attempt to do the same to Camille? I don't care who dies. But since you do, indulge me.” Lucien moved his hand through my hair. I was bleeding from my stomach, mouth and forehead. With my hair tousled into a blood stained mess on the ends. “And I just might spare the mother of your children.” 

“Kneel. Get on your knees.” I groaned sharply when he tightened his grip on my organ. “I can feel her heart pounding in my fist. Do you really want to measure your pride against my mercy?

“Klaus!” I began coughing, gasping for breath watching Nik slowly drop down to a knee giving him what he wanted. 

Suddenly Elijah appeared out of nowhere stabbing Lucien in the back. Klaus vamped grabbing me away from him and shoved Lucien away from the both of us. Whipping my head around I saw Freya with her hands turning purple while she chanted and Lucien began groaning in serious pain. He finally dropped on the ground with Elijah holding him there. “His power's gone. He's nothing but an ordinary vampire now.” She panted. 

Klaus turned his head briefly seeing Hayley and Cami back at our sides. “You see that family drama you so joyfully deride, does have its merits.” 

Elijah knocks the vampire on the dirt. “You can kill me, but the prophecy still stands. You cannot outrun it.” 

“I've had about a thousand years too much from you. For a century, you lived with my name, and you never did quite recover from losing it, did you? You became a man of wealth and stature, but you never could crawl from my shadow.” Nik lowers himself away from my side picking up the crystal shard that Elijah stabbed him with before walking over to him. “And in the end... despite the gift of immortality, you have always known what you truly are.” 

I felt a whoosh appear by me when Jaocb took my hand in his seeing me swaying on my feet. “Rae?” Doing his best to hold me upright. 

Lucien begs for his life. “Please…”

But Nik didn’t give him that cutting his mouth with the shard tip making him bleed. “You... are... nothing.” He plunged his hand inside his chest, tearing out his heart and letting his body go limp and die. 

Nik turned back to me where I fell into his arms feeling weak by jumping the small amount of magic I had used for some reason. “Klaus…I…I’m so tired.”

“Easy love. Here, here, drink.” My husband bites into his wrist feeding me his blood which actually made me feel better. Yet he picked me up bridal style before I fell asleep in his arms. “Sleep Rae.” 

It was night by the time I woke up and I heard Marcel shouting at someone in the alcohol room. Yanking the blanket off of me I vamped away from the couch finding Elijah and Klaus with him. “I did everything you asked. I joined your stupid cult, I left my friends in the dust because that's what you needed!" 

Klaus looks at the floor with me peaking into the room. "Marcel…" 

"I fought for Hope, Alina and Missy! I kept Raelyn breathing! I kept white oak from piercing your cold, black heart. I did everything!" He said through grunted teeth. 

Elijah simply said. "We know." 

"No, you don't. No, you don't." Marcel sniffed. 

Klaus tried explaining to him. "Marcel, he had no choice." 

"Oh, they were right about you. Yeah. Aurora, Tristan, Lucien. Anybody who's not your family is nothing to you.

Nothing!" Marcel got in my husband's face with tears of anger staining his face. 

Elijah told the vampire. "Marcellus, you are family." 

"No, I'm not. Not anymore.

Never again…..I am not your family." Marcel raised his voice where it went into a darker tone. He threw a table vamping off. 

Taking a step forward my foot cracked the wooden floor. "Nik, what happened. Why is he so angry?" I dared to ask never seeing him this mad. 

"Rae, I…it's Davina." He and Elijah turned to face me. Klaus slowly came towards me, taking my hands in his before he said another word. "She's…she's dead." 

Yanking my hands from his grasp I began screaming, breaking the alcohol bottle with my magic. Throwing my hair around I cried heavily launching the table into pieces firing off spell after spell. "Phasmatos motus incediamos! - Dissulta!' Half the stuff was on fire and the others were busted into a million pieces. 

Elijah reached to touch me yet I snapped at him. "Rae-" 

"Ventus!" Throwing him him backwards into the wall someone grabbed my shoulders where I fought against them. "Get off me!" 

Klaus wrapped his arms around my waist holding me tightly against him. I hit his chest until he snatched my wrists with his eyes pouring into mine. "Raelyn, stop it. Listen to me. Listen to me. There was nothing else that could stop Lucien. Elijah dud what he had too!" 

"No! No, no. I - I could have saved her. I  - she can't be dead." I began sobbing where he pulled my head against his chest just holding me. "No, no - Davina!" 

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[bunbeeplays]

The Lemon Legacy: Generation 1, Chapter 56 - A Summer Wedding

It's time for Summer Holiday to become Summer Eggleston. Doesn't quite have the same ring to it, but Summer wants to share a last name with the love of her life more than anything.

Xander, I get you're just Ophelia's plus one and you don't really know these people very well but you could at least pretend to care! I raised you better!

Summer: Mark, we both know I'm the best, but you make me an even better Sim. You taught me that caring for someone can be even better than just caring about myself.

Mark is just like 'what a woman' haha. They're perfect for each other.

Mark: A Strangerville townie with a base game baddie? I'm the luckiest Sim alive. I promise to spend my life being the man you deserve, and you deserve a lot, baby.

Summer, of all people, feeling bashful? Mark's opinion must mean the world to her. Look at how happy she is!

Time to exchange rings! They go great with the rings The Watcher already put on them.

Becca: We're never going to get a wedding like this, The Watcher will probably make us get married off-screen!

Travis: Just be grateful we're getting screentime again, babe.

Congratulations to the Egglestons!

Ophelia is overjoyed for her friends, especially Summer. She deserves this.

With all the wins she's had recently, Ophelia's been very cheerful. I guess enjoying the little things and looking on the bright side is just part of who she is!

Mark and Summer have their first dance away from the crowd.

Summer, for once, doesn't want to be the center of attention. She just wants this moment with her husband.

Also, they refused to dance on the dance floor because there was a trellis on it, I guess.

Apparently if your cooking or mixology skill is high enough, you can improve the drinks from the drink fountain. You learn something new every day.

I don't know what Ophelia put in the punch but it's up to her refined celebrity tastes now.

Libby: Feefs, hey! I see you brought a plus one too.

Ophelia: Libby, you remember Xander. You probably saw our status update on Social Bunny.

Libby: So he was your mystery man all along! Should have guessed. You take good care of her, okay?

Xander: That’s the plan.

Libby: There you are! Ophelia, this is my new girlfriend.

Olivia: Name’s Olivia Meyer. Lib didn’t tell me her ex is a rising star. Looks like she downgraded.

Ophelia can’t help but feel like Olivia looks… oddly familiar. Like if her reflection was goth.

Olivia: Oh, you're with a guy. I thought you were into women.

Ophelia: Uh, I mean, I am. I’m pan.

Olivia: I guess not anymore, huh?

Ophelia: …that’s not how it works.

Ophelia: Sweetie, why don't you introduce yourself to Travis and Becca? You haven't met them yet.

Xander: Sure thing, Lemon Cake.

Xander’s secretly relieved to get away from that conversation. Becca shows him about 7000 baby pictures. He seems like he's enjoying that more.

Libby: You’re never going to believe who Olivia works for. Tell her, babe.

Olivia: it’s not that big of a deal. I’m a street artist but my day job is working as a maid for Brytani Cho.

Libby: Small world, huh?

Ophelia: Yeah, sure is.

Becca: So you guys just… mutually agreed to start dating?

Xander: Yeah, it was pretty smooth.

Becca: That’s boring. No one would read that.

Xander: I’ll make sure something dramatic happens to us to please the readers next time.

Xander: Listen, I don’t want your first impression of me to be that I’m a jealous boyfriend, because I’m not, but is it just me or-

Travis: Does Olivia look a lot like Ophelia if she was alt? Yeah, definitely.

Xander: Oh thank Watcher it’s not just me.

Becca: Yeah, it’s weird.

Travis: Mark, Becca and I have been begging Summer not to bring it up in front of them. We’re still trying to figure out if talking to Libby privately about it is appropriate, but Summer isn’t really known for her tact.

Of course Ophelia needs to talk to the bride.

Ophelia: Congratulations, you look gorgeous!

Summer: Thanks, girly! I'm so sorry things didn't work out with Moses but Xander seems like such a sweet guy.

Ophelia: …I love you, Summer. Never change.

Xander: Congratulations to you both. Thanks for letting Ophelia bring me.

Summer: No prob! But let's make one thing clear. If you hurt that woman, I will end you. I may not have the evil trait, but I will make your life hell.

Xander: You better hold me to it, Mrs. Eggleston.

[missmonsters2]

Hiya! Sharky here! okay, so, many things have happened in my week - first than anything, I realised my lack of social abilities is not as bad when I am chatting with someone through social media (clearly), and luckily, that also includes gym girl! but enough of calling her gym girl. Her name is Charlie! well, it's actually Charlotte, but that's her nickname!! I could tell you my name but I actually like the nickname sharky because I love sharks, besides I need to keep the mystery!

I took Charlie to an aquarium! We got food first (never have I felt so guilty for eating sushi lol) and then we had lunch there! Then I took her to get icecreams at a reaaallyy good place that my grandma used to take me to! she got chocolate with cookie dough and I chose mint with vanilla! It was already afternoon and of course we went to the beach since it was near to see the sunset! I walked her home and then went to my place JAKWEK now, I tried to reduce all what happened as much as possible bUT ADJAJDAW LETS DELVE INTO DETAIL

First, I adored it. Every second of it. I don't remember having such a good time in a long, long time. You were so, so right about going out and talking and getting to know eachother. Honestly, it made my day, my week, possibly my month and semester. I still struggle to talk a bit sometimes cause I get nervous but it's a good nervous! She said that it doesn't bother her though. We talked tons too. I mean, she did most of the talking, but not because I didn't talk. I simply loved to listen, you know? She's completely american, has a mom and two dads (they're gay and super close with the mom apparently so I'm so genuinely happy that they all get along. She said really good things about them too and honestly, it made me just.. I don't know. Kind of at peace to know that she has a good family?), she doesn't have a favorite food but she said her comfort food is pizza and pho and I was so happy because FINALLY someone who appreciates soup and broths. She loves horror movies and SHE ALSO LIKES SCREAM. I can proudly claim that I have discovered she is a Jenna Ortega fan. She has a dog nAMED COCO. I am completely bewildered by the fact that it made me fall even MORE. AJKOAEH COCOCOCOOCOCO IT'S SO CUTE. And she's 24! Also, she wants to be a lawyer? I don't know why but that's kinda... I'm so gay-

And when she asked things about me, I actually wanted to share! which wth because I don't usually open up to talk much about me, you know? And in the aquarium I RAMBLED. Rambled about sharks and fish and their freaking REPRODUcTIVE SYSTEMS AND THEN DINOSAURS AND WHAT THE HELL WAS I DOING PELASEQJWIEJQWE god let the ground swallow me I beg you. I never felt so embarrassed but at the same time so damn happy because I said "sorry" and she just looked at me with that damn beautiful smile and said "don't. I like it" and if I had a stroke right there please forgive me because I'm just a human and how am I supposed to survive that 😫

Man. She liked listening to me talking about shark stuff. Van. VAN IS THIS MY BELOVED.

She was literally SO SO SWEET. AND PATIENT. AND FUNNY. AND VAN. VAN SHE HAS. ADJJQWEJ her laugh is so fucking weird yet so tremendously beautiful I cAN'T because she sounds like she's getting strangled and it's so funny but at the same time such a pretty sound anD I CAN'T AJDWKE. Hello. I'm down bad and so quickly. SHE OFFERED ME A SPOON OF HER ICECREAM. I casually said that it was cool and weird too how americans have SO many icecream flavors refering to the cookie dough icecream and I almost had ANOTHER STROKE because sHE JUST. SHE JSUT FED ME SO I COULD TRY IT AIWJEKIJM QWE. I almost choke please what am I going to do with myself. She was also so.. Smooth? Van she's got so much game and I'm.. The kind of person who says a pick up line even if it's jokingly and ends up cringing and wanting to bury herself alive.

We agreed that we were looking forward to have another date and we agreed that one of these days we could have a marathon of scary movies! she just so happens to watch harley quinn and said we sHOULD ALSO WATCH THE SHOW TOGETHER HELLO. We're going to have another date next week, but this time she's going to plan it!! Van, I don't know if I can ever thank you enough for encouraging me to talk to her. Full honesty? I don't think I would have talked to her on my own

-🦈

omg HIIIIIIIII SHARKYYY. I was thinking about you and whether things were going well and it sounds like it did 😭💘 Charlie is such a cute nickame. Everything about her sounds cute omg

aquarium is such a good idea! Did you take lots of pics. I loveeee seeing jellyfish. Like i'm literally obsessed. I also love sushi, this sounds like such a great date so far LOL Man you also took her to ice cream and walking too, how long was this date?! LOL

I'm glad my date advice worked out bc I think it's always so awesome to get to know the person you're seeing and talking. I also just feel like it's helps you get over the jitters so you have to talk more and get used to it. She seems so sweet that she knew you were nervous and did a lot of the talking and didn't mind that you listened. Maybe she needs a listener in her life!! (literally also why is my comfort food pizza and pho...also instant noodles LOL) (not to be weird but i'm wondering if she's asian bc as an asian myself, I swear every asian girl I know that owns a dog named them coco LOL)

I bet she found the things you rambled on so interesting tho. Literally they're so niche and she for sure learned new things LOL

omg y'all shared ice cream??????? that's so gay i love it. That's basically indirect kissing LSKJFDLSDLSLKDJF damn she forreal is a smooth operator, you better watch out before you have a heart attack😂

But this is so cute and i'm so happy there's a good update! Exciting there's another date and she'll plan it. I am totally curious what she's planning to do 👀

I genuinely don't feel like I did much for you as it was really all you!!! You really just set out to do what you wanted deep down and it makes me so happy it worked out <3 be gay & thrive so that we may all live vicariously through you <3

[writingsfromthegrave]

Hi!!! I love your writing! Could I have a HLVRAI matchup please?

I'm Kess, I'm 18, and I love anything art. I'm 5"6 and mad about not being taller lol. I use he/they pronouns, and my hair is really short and close to my head. I've got lots of freckles and spots, and I always have some sort of bandage on because I pick at my skin :(. I'm generally a pretty cozy dresser, lot of sweatpants and sweaters and oversized shirts. I'm a scorpio, and I'm very loud and passionate. I'm a bit nervous around new people, and I think I come off as rude sometimes on accident. But I really just feel uncomfortable in social situations UNLESS I'm with friends. I tell a lot of weird jokes and know way too much about the ocean (I wanna be a marine biologist). I'm also very into art and drawing, and LOVE games like Resident Evil, Minecraft, and Firewatch. I think I spend like, $500 a year on art supplies or new games. I play DND too, though I'm a terrible dm lol. I can't stand seafood, inconsiderate people, and any material made of foam (bad texture).

Hope that's enough :)

gosh nonnie, i'm terribly sorry for the long wait. hope you're okay and enjoy!

I match you with . . .

Tommy Coolatta!

♡ Now hear me out . . . DND with Tommy? DND with Tommy. And BOY, does he LOVE playing with you. Even if you're not too confident in your dm skills, he's enjoying it anyway because you're there !! Will go to you for character-making advice and whatnot. He's a little confused, but he's got the spirit

♡ Definitely counts your freckles randomly. When he's too busy admiring you, he'll just spout it out, making random observations. Adores all your spots and even your bandages. They make you you! Tries to encourage you to not pick at your skin, but understands habits are hard to stop. Decorates you in colorful and patterned Band-Aids. They're FASHIONABLE

♡ Hands you his sweaters and shirts, and will sometimes steal yours in return. That way, when you get them back, you have something to remind you of him! Tommy finds this incredibly adorable and smiles soooo wide when he spots you wearing his clothes

♡ You're loud and passionate? He's loud and passionate with you, too. Willing to listen to you talk about anything you like, he's just happy to be with you. Hypes you up for anything & everything and he's your biggest fan/supporter. You know those people who bring cardboard cutouts spelling someone's name in like sports games and stuff? Yeah that's him but it spells out "K" "E" "S" "S"

♡ Tommy will absolutely do all of the talking and initiating with you, no need to feel awkward when he's around. Encourages you to improve on your social skills, but he has no issue in doing such things for you. Loves the praise and thank you's he gets in return!

♡ Oooh lord, a marine biologist? Well, you've piqued Tommy's interest. If he wasn't listening before, HE SURE IS NOW. God please tell him everything and anything you can, Tommy thinks you're the fucking coolest person alive.

♡ Insists on painting & drawing with you. Loves your hobbies and loves your art, but he loves joining you too! Tommy will either draw Sunkist or you two together, despite it probably being drawn in crayons.

♡ Minecraft is soo fun with Tommy. You two build the most stupidest, most random things. That is... if you don't let Benrey on there. Tommy has begged Benrey multiple times to not fuck your shit up even though it's nothing too fancy, it means a lot to Tommy.

♡ Loves watching you play games too. Adds so much commentary and funny jokes that you're probably not even focused on the gameplay at this point

♡ Tommy loves you to death and will always be there to do anything you need him to do for you. You've always got a shoulder to cry on and someone to go to for ANYTHING. You're so lucky

[nuckswriting03]

imagine...

Being Neighbors with the Hughes family

~ Meeting them when you move in across the street

~ first meeting all three boys after their mom made them go say hello

~ BUT, getting to really know them when they needed a referee for a street hockey game they had with their friends

~ becoming like a sister to some of the players

~ if you are a really good baker/cook; making dinners to give their mom a night off from having to make dinner for three pro hockey players and sending them back to their teams after breaks with containers filled with cookies

- you are a myth with their teams, that is if they share the baked goods you give them

- some of the wags for Jack and Quinn’s teams finding you on Instagram and asking you to give them your recipes cause their significant others will not shut up about the baked goods the brothers brought to their teams after break

~ if you play a sport; having the Hughes family come to your games as much as they can

- and god damn can you tell when the boys make it to one of your games

~ having hoodies from all their teams

~ shocking the guys when you ended up at their house for movie night wearing a hoodie that said Hughes on the back

~ Owen knowing that Luke gets pissed when you wear hoodies that support countries other than the US so he gave you a Canada hoodie for your birthday purely to anger as many of the boys as possible 

(and him purposely choosing one that doesn't have a last name or a number on the back so that they don't know who gave it to you, and you would never tell them who gave it to you) 

~ “WHO IN THE HELL HAS THE UTTER AUDACITY TO GIVE YOU A -BLEEP- TEAM CANADA HOODIE?!?! ALSO WHY WOULD YOU EVEN ACCEPT A TEAM CANADA HOODIE, TRATOR” - Luke, probably while adding every Canadian hockey player on his team to a list of people to question

~ “I'm Canadian, you idiot.”- you (if your not Canadian than you can choose your own reason, I suggest that the hoodie either smells like the forest after it rains or like maple syrup)

~ they still don't know who gave it to you and that makes all of the people who know laugh when they see you wear it

~ I think that the Hughes boys would be protective idiots

~ like they would see you rough housing with someone and would pull them off of you only for you to tell them that its your sibling coming home from school or their respective sports

~ I can imagine the wags or even the players going behind the boys backs to surprise Quinn or Jack with you coming to visit them for a game in their respective cities

~ like I think some players would just get sick of hearing the brothers babble about you so they beg you to come to a game to shut the boy up even if it’s only for one night

~ just wearing a plain outfit with no designs or logos to any game that involves two or more of the brothers playing against each other so that you aren’t accused of favoritism towards one of the boys

~ being the designated ref for road hockey games and making up the stupidest penalties

~ like there is a penalty if their celly is complete trash, a penalty if they miss the net and the ball rolls halfway down the road

~ essentially each time you play a game the reasons for penalties gets stupider and stupider

~overall just being like a big family

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Thanks for reading, if you want me to continue this then please request a part two.

-Mollie

[beauty-and-passion]

Not sure, if you're still doing the random song for a side analysis, or if you've analyzed this song before, but it's literally the embodiment of Janus, so I just wanted you to know.

Liar – The Arcadian Wild

This song is... wow. WOW. I can see why you think it's the embodiment of Janus, because it has A LOT of him.

There's a lot to say, so I will try to keep it short but oh boy, what a lyric!

I sense there's trouble ahead It's clear by the signs and warnings That should tell where all blame is due So why are they pointing at my head? All have been led astray We've all fallen short in some way Please understand I'm ashamed And I beg of you, please find your grace

The first lines reminded me of Change, from Janus' playlist: he knew something was going to happen (probably the whole callback/wedding drama), he was the only one reading the signs (i.e. Thomas blatantly lying all the time). And this should be enough to show everyone where the problem truly lies: not in this choice, but in the wrongness of this black/white mentality.

And yet, no one sees this as the problem. They see Janus as the problem, because he's the liar and he lies.

The last lines remind me, again, of his playlist: several times Janus asked for redemption, for help, for grace. The christian references are perfect and fit perfectly here.

'Cause I'm not in a right state of mind I just wish I had strength to admit it My stubbornness will put up a fight But I don't deserve to win it I'm left in the dark pondering my mistakes But in the light, I swear I will Deny it all

Once again, the connection with Change is pretty evident: in that song, Janus was gathering the courage to openly admit his intentions. Here the feeling is the same: he cannot just tell what he's trying to do, because that's not how he works. He's made of lies and metaphors, not open honesty. And his inability to be honest really put up a fight between him and all other Sides!

I also love the last lines, because they gave me this clear image of Janus after SvS, fuming and pondering what he did wrong, why the others didn't understand him, why Thomas took that stupid decision and asking himself if he could've done things better. And he does all of this by himself, because he would never openly admit he had these thoughts. He's a liar, he's Deceit, of course he will deny everything - if someone finds out.

And speaking of this chorus, I love how it changes in the final part, switching from "I" to "we". Another great connection, this time with Villain and with Janus' playlist in general, because I remember how the subject changed the same way to include all Sides in the conversation. And what a better way to include them, if not by stating the truth - namely that they are all stubborn and liars after all?

Last but not least, honorable mention to these lines:

My life's become this grand game of deception My mind's ignored all my heart's good intentions

Yes, Janus' life is literally one big game of deception, considering he is the one who "does something and hides that he's doing it". And keeping up with all those lies make him look almost heartless, as if he doesn't give a damn and he's just an eeevil villain.

This is what we got, before knowing him a little better. And his playlist was even more adamant about how much Janus truly cares and how good his intentions are.

At the end of the day, he is a good snake boi: he just needs time to show it.