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anxiouspineapple99 · 8 months

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heyyy so for the first kiss prompts, I'm thinking:

Tech

"well I guess that answers my question"

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FRIIIEND! Gonna take a different approach (that you’ve approved of already LOL) and make this a Tech x Avery ficlet! Thank you for asking! Also this won’t technically be a first kiss. Hope that’s okay lol.

Well, I Guess That Answers My Question - Tech x OC!Avery

Avery sat in the Marauder’s pilot seat, legs tucked beneath her. Sparks glittered under the console as Tech’s voice drifted from underneath in a lengthy explanation of hyperdrive modification. One of her favorite pastimes since joining the Batch was listening to Tech ramble on as he tinkered away under the console of his ship. She chuckled softly thinking of the looks of indignation that his brothers always gave him when he’d say that.

“Ner sarad, what is so funny? Are you listening?” He asked as he pulled himself out from under the console and propped himself on his elbows.

“Mm? Always, my clever boy. You said with proper calibration and a higher voltage wires you can reroute power from offline systems to increase hyperspace travel speed by 1.56 seconds.”

He narrowed his eyes, suspicious albeit satisfied that she’d heard him before pushing himself back under the console and continuing what he’d been saying. However, Avery’s mind had already wandered elsewhere. They were finally alone. Hunter and Echo were getting supplies and Wrecker and Omega had taken Nuna out to play. And as much as she loved listening to Tech talk, she loved kissing him just a wee bit more.

She dropped her foot down, and dragged the toe of her boot from the inside of his ankle to his knee. The sparks stopped once again as Tech’s voice hitched at the unexpected touch.

“Did you need something?” She heard him ask, not moving from his spot.

She didn’t answer, wondering how long it would take him to pull himself away from his project. A few seconds passed before he grunted and resumed what he was doing. She waited long enough for him to be fully engrossed before running the toe of her boot from the inside of his knee to mid thigh. That was enough to make him jump.

“Avery! What do you need?” He pushed out from under the console once again, this time his tone was sharp and impatient.

She shrugged, still smiling impishly. He huffed, pulling himself back under the console.

Again she waited, this time until his irritated grumbling ceased and the steady stream of information began to flow like a babbling brook once again. She slipped from the seat, scooting under to console right next to him. It was a tight fit but she was small enough to manage.

Tech whipped his head toward her. “Darling, you should not be under here with no head protection! What is it that you…”

Before he could finish asking for a third time, she lifted his helmet just enough to access his lips, pressing a soft kiss to them as she hummed gleefully.

“Well, I guess that answers my question,” he murmured against her lips before pulling his helmet off entirely and drawing her back in, his kisses deepening. They were interspersed with sweet words of affection exchanging between both of them.

“What are you two doing?” Omega’s question jolted both of them and caused Avery to smash her head into the underside of the console with a yelp.

“Avery was helping me with the modifications to the hyperdrive,” Tech stated matter of factly. Omega, seemingly satisfied with the answer hummed in response and wandered off.

Tech slid his helmet back on. “That is why you should not be under here with no head protection.” Avery crinkled her nose at him, rubbing the sizable lump that was forming. He ran a gentle thumb over the tender spot before cooing, “If you allow me to finish, I shall take a look at that for you.”

“I’m the doctor here,” she teased, planting a kiss on his helmet where his lips would be. “But I’ll allow it.” As she scooted out from under the console she heard him huff a soft chuckle before he resumed working on his project. She settled back into the pilot seat, grin tugging at her lips as she tucked her legs under herself once more. Her gaze traveled along Tech’s outstretched legs as she hoped that her injury was going to result in a few more of those kisses.

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jimblejamblewritings · 2 years

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riddle means misery | part 4.

Summary: Y/N Riddle. Not much more has to be said. Everyone hates her. She’s evil... she has to be.

Warnings for the Series: 18+, this series is dark. Manipulation, dubcon verging on noncon, abuse of power, violence, ed mentions, death, blood

Pairing: unknown yet x black!reader

Word Count: 4.3k

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

The rest of holiday break went the same as the night in the attic. Nothing lightened up as you got back to Hogwarts. Naively, you thought maybe they would get bored but still let you hang around them. Clearly that wasn’t happening. James tied you up with ropes and positioned you on Peter’s bed.

“It’s his birthday,” James said as he covered your eyes with his tie. “So you’re gonna be a good toy for him, right? Stay nice and quiet.”

You nodded.

“Good, Princess.”

James grabbed the camera and you heard the click of it go off. He shook out the polaroid and when it developed he dropped it in the box with all your other photos and left it by you on the bed for Peter. The door opened and then closed and you were left alone. You knew when Peter got out of his elective but with the blindfold on, all sense of time seemed abandoned. It couldn’t have been that long because you weren’t aching anywhere. You just pouted and waited.

Sirius was waiting with Remus for the present from Peter’s parents to come. James was off tying you up in the Room of Requirement and left the two of them on present pick-up duty. If he knew it was going to take so long, Sirius would have offered to tie you up instead of waiting on presents. People gave them hellos as they passed by, a few even stopped to talk. He checked his watch.

“Didn’t they say it was coming when classes ended?”

“Give ‘em a break, they’re both muggles. Probably just forgot how to work everything.” Remus wasn’t nearly as impatient as the other man.

“Sirius!”

Both of them turned at the voice. Avery Garth from Ravenclaw was coming up. Sirius gave a wave.

“Hey, Avery.”

“Are you still copying my Astronomy notes?”

“Oh, shit, sorry. Yeah, I finished yesterday. It’s in our dorm, right on the end of my bed. Just go grab it. Gryffindor password’s felicis.”

“Cool, thanks.”

“Thanks for letting me borrow them… when is this stupid package gonna get here?”

You readjusted as best as you could when you heard the door open. Avery stopped in his tracks. He blinked and rubbed at his eyes like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. His eyes drank in the sight of your naked body, looking at the words ‘your good toy’ written on the back of your thigh. He almost forgot about his notes before grabbing them as he continued to stare. His eyes narrowed when you lifted your head to look back at where you thought Peter was.

Even with a blindfold, Avery could recognize your face. He smirked. The Marauders actually got you in their bed. Everyone knew that you weren’t suddenly friends with them. They made Voldemort’s daughter their plaything. Shit, it might have been better than when you were thrown in the lake two years ago in the middle of winter. No one else could ever come close. Not even your roommates almost smothering you in your sleep. He stepped closer, looking down at the open box. His eyes widened as he saw the Polaroids. The pictures were incredible. How long were the Marauders keeping you to themselves?

He looked closer. There was a picture of you slumped over Marlene’s lap and another one with Griff and Archie. Fuck, was Gryffindor slowly passing you around first? How’d they even pull this off? This was one of the only times he wished to be in Gryffindor. Knowing the Marauders, as well as Griff being his best friend, he knew that they’d all get a chance. But where was the fun when it seemed like Gryffindor already tried everything with you. Avery took a bunch of polaroids and walked out without another thought. You shifted and whined until you heard Peter finally decide to speak after what felt like forever.

“Bloody hell, you’re my present, Princess?” He laughed. “Did James say you can’t speak?”

You nodded. Peter unzipped his pants.

“Then I don’t want to hear a peep out of you, slut. Be a good toy and stay quiet.”

You felt your arm get tugged and you rolled your eyes as you entered the broom closet. Sirius had already been grouchy in the morning because of his brother. He knew it wasn’t your fault when the Death Eater posse spoke to you or followed you but seeing Regulus fawn on you pissed him off beyond belief. And now he was going to ask for a quickie instead of talking. You blinked at seeing Avery Garth instead.

“The Marauders have such a pretty plaything, don’t they? I’d like a share of that.”

“What? I’m leaving.”

Avery grabbed your wrist. “They get to fuck you but not me, Princess? Aren’t you supposed to be a good toy? Or do you act up for anyone who isn’t Gryffindor? Don’t make me have to take it.”

Avery stopped leaning on the wall when you looked down at his trousers. It was easier to just agree with everything. You looked around with a frown. There wasn’t anything to put under your knees because you were in one of the emptier closets. You sighed and got down anyway. Avery looked down as you started to undo his belt buckle.

“You gonna swallow or do only the Marauders get to cum in you?”

“I don’t know. Um, do you want me t—”

The bright light from outside blinded you. You looked up to see Sirius who looked furious. Something else must have pissed him off even further which meant you were probably going to get it rough later.

“Get up,” he said, darkly.

Sirius wrapped a hand tightly around your wrist. You struggled to keep up with the dragging pace as he made his way to Gryffindor. The other three Marauders jumped when he slammed the door. Sirius stood behind you with his arm crossed.

“The little whore was about to give Avery Garth a nice little blowjob in the broom closet.”

Whatever the others were working on was dropped. Sirius moved to stand in front of you and undo your tie and the buttons on your shirt. Harshly, your skirt was pulled down.

“Shoes off.”

You stepped out of them like Sirius said as he unclipped your bra and left you in just your underwear and socks. He gave you one swat on your butt and you immediately went to his bed where the others were waiting. James pulled you over his lap.

“We finish when I decide we finish. I don’t care if you count.”

You yelped as his palm connected with your ass. You stopped counting after twelve. James meant what he said about being done whenever he said. You were slowly approaching real pain with no pleasure as his spanks kept going. Cold air made you squirm as your panties were pulled down. You felt one of the others part your legs. You were held down as the spanks started on your pussy. You were used to a few but they were really going for it. No words were exchanged as you were spanked. After his last harsh slap, James got up from his spot and turned you back over.

“You’re gonna take Remus and then Peter, no cumming at all don’t even ask, and we’ll see if that’s punishment enough.”

Remus pressed down on your back to make it bend more and slammed into you with little warning. You were trying to wrack your brain about how you followed instructions wrong so you wouldn’t do it again but you were confused. You just dropped your head and tried not to think about the pressure building in your belly. You would just have to ask them to explain it afterwards— it wouldn’t be the first time you needed them to explain a punishment a second time after the fact. Sirius stood in front of you, making you go from your elbows to your hands.

“You want to suck a cock so bad, here.”

His hand wrapped in your hair. You weren’t giving him a blowjob at all— Sirius was just using your mouth to get off. Remus slowed for a moment when he felt your high approaching, giving a swat to your thigh. The moment he felt you weren’t going over the edge, he went back to his rough and fast pace. A particular rough thrust pushed you further down on Sirius who held you in place. You coughed a little when he pulled out. Remus finished and you weren’t given a break as Peter immediately replaced him.

Peter pushed you back down to get a different angle. You groaned loudly as he started going faster. James took Sirius’ place, setting an equally harsh pace. He gave you another spank when he felt you clench up. You gasped as Peter pulled out. They all looked down at you. You wanted to squirm away, feeling super exposed as they watched Remus and Peter’s cum slowly drip out of you. Remus tutted, pushing it back into you and smearing it all over your back entrance.

“I don’t think she’s learned her lesson. Princess needs to remember she’s our little slut, all of her holes need a lesson.”

James lined himself up with you as Peter went to take your mouth. With him there, you couldn’t even whine as clamps were placed on your nipples. James pulled all the way out before slamming back in to spill himself inside you. Sirius squeezed your ass once as his only warning. They were going on a rotation. They meant it, using all your holes. James felt he was satisfied enough and pulled on his underwear while joining in on talking about you as if you weren’t even there. You were drooling around your makeshift gag. A particularly hard thrust moved you forward a bit. James got his pants on, staying shirtless. He grabbed your hair and pulled your head up to look at him.

James just dropped your head back onto the mattress and shoved the panties back in your mouth. You tilted your head to watch him slip on pants and say he’ll be back. It was already evident that he was going to go get the others. They came in as Sirius’ movements became erratic. The Marauders started getting dressed as the others did what they wanted. Griffith and Archie not only spilled themselves down your throat but contributed to the claiming of your other holes as well while Marlene, Dorcas, and Lily moved your face between their skirts to get off.

No one waited for you to get dressed. They left to go to dinner, not caring if you ever showed up. Slowly, you grabbed panties and your uniform. Peter made a gesture, beckoning you over when you got to the Great Hall. You sat in between him and Dorcas, hands clutching your skirt. Because they never bothered to look for it with you, no one noticed the intense drop that they had put you in.

“We had an agreement didn’t we?” Peter asked. “You started this. Couldn’t handle jinxes so you begged to be a slut, isn’t that right?”

“Yes,” you mumbled.

“We think you need a reminder of why you started this in the first place. Whose whore are you?”

“The marauders,” you whispered.

“Don’t fuck up again, Riddle.”

They watched you nod before eating. The group of Gryffindors focused on themselves again, satisfied that the reminder got through to you. You slurped up your tomato soup and thought that you should’ve just brought your book with you. You felt someone lean over you and squeezed your eyes shut for a moment. Dorcas pushed your head into the bowl. With shaky hands, you took another bowl and left the castle.

The drop only got worse and you tried to walk out as calmly as possible, heading to the woods to cry away from everyone. The creatures of the Dark Forest never bothered you. They were all either in alliance with your father or deathly afraid of him. You were out past curfew, refusing to go back inside until you knew everyone else had left the Great Hall. You made it halfway back to the castle before someone hit you with a silencing charm and then ‘levicorpus’. You scrambled to no avail to get yourself upright. The students were using the darkness to their advantage as you felt yourself carried outside.

“Death Eaters just put my brothers in the hospital!”

You heard someone yell. You shook your head and screamed even though it was useless. You were dropped roughly onto the pier, petrified before you could actually run or grab your wand. You couldn’t really tell who was who in the dark but a girl leaned over you.

The silencing charm stayed as the petrification wore off. They all took turns hexing and jinxing you, telling you all the things that Death Eaters had been doing that they felt you should pay for. You were lifted in the air again and a boy crouched down to be face to face with you. It stopped feeling like dull punches and started feeling like cuts. You were sure that you were bleeding. The water was freezing as you were dropped in the lake. It wasn’t just once. You were dipped in the lake about three times before the petrification charm and silencing charm were gotten rid of and you were just dropped in the water.

You heard laughter as they walked away like they didn’t do anything to you. Coughing and sputtering, you clutched at the pier to pull yourself up. Your wand laid a few inches away, broken. You stayed in a half fetal position, facing the pier for a minute. Even without the petrification charm, you felt numb. You cried, not knowing what was tears versus lake water.

You made your way to the Gryffindor dorms, feeling so sore. The marauders were alone for the night. They gave you neutral expressions as you walked in. You pulled out some potions from your trunk and took them to the bathroom with you. Silently, to not cause more trouble, you washed up and went to sleep. No one was in the room in the morning. They normally waited for you.

Checking the time, you decided to skip until right before lunch. Finnegan watched you from Peter’s bed as you wrote potions in your journal. The Dark Forest the other day brought one good thing. You had been observing and experimenting with wolfsbane for months. After seeing a fanged slug eat at the plant without dying, you were more confident with what you were doing. You took notes diligently until it was time for a class you had with the Marauders.

You’d have to go somewhere to brew the potion. If you could make it to Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom during lunch every day until it was done then you could brew the potion in peace. Practically scurrying, you left Gryffindor to go to class.

“Levicorpus!”

You heard the hex and felt yourself lifted in the air. You were flinging your arms wildly in attempts to try and keep your skirt up, eyes going wide as you recognized one of the empty classrooms on your floor. Once again, you were face to face with Avery once you were standing upright. It wasn’t just him but some others. Avery gripped under your chin.

“Easy or hard?”

Remus had History of Magic with Lily because they chose Ancient Runes as their elective. The route to Ancient Runes was always a calm one because it passed by all the abandoned classrooms. As they were talking, Remus heard a dull slap. He motioned for them to walk over. Anger seeped through both of them as they peeked in the window to see you. Avery was holding under your chin, your hand on his chest. They walked off, not wanting to see anymore. Avery tilted his head.

“Are you sure you want the hard one? It’s going to be worse than a little Stupefy.”

You paused as you thought. Avery laughed when you nodded. You would rather take their hexes instead of getting him off. Avery scared you in the same way your roommates scared you— willing to hurt you beyond belief. You felt the so-called harder choice would hurt less in the long run.

You sensed tension when you got up to the Marauders room that afternoon. If you were honest, you had sensed tension the entire day. It felt almost uncomfortable to sit next to any of them the entire day. James sat back in his desk chair.

“Take your stuff and get out.”

Your eyes went wide. “What?”

“We told you, fuck up one more time and you’re out. Get the hell out.”

You dropped to your knees. “No, no, please. I’ll do whatever you w—”

Lily scoffed. “You already gave everything you’ve got, slut, and you still wanted more.”

They watched you scramble to your trunk and pull out all the bags of coins you could find. Your hand paused at Lucius’ jewelry set before you fished it out and presented it.

“You can have all of it. I’ll take up less space. Please, just—”

Being lifted in the air for a second time in one day gave you no feeling. Remus was the one with his wand aimed at you. The rest of the group followed behind him as you were carried out the room. Marlene and Dorcas took care of your things. Your trunks were thrown down the stairs and you were dropped in the middle of the common room.

“Have at her,” Remus said to the students hanging around. “We’re fucking done with Riddle. Sorry for stopping your fun.”

You ran out of the common room before anyone could move to grab a wand. Your breathing was ragged when you finally reached Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom. She sneered at you but didn’t say anything else. Of course she hated you, your father murdered her. And as Tom Riddle not Lord Voldemort. You tried to give her as much space as possible but you needed to not be found.

You didn’t leave the bathroom until late to retrieve your trunks. Or what was left of your trunks. You knew stuff would be missing or destroyed— they had all evening to try and get through the safety runes. You sighed when you saw the state of your stuff. The trunk with all your school supplies was fine but your trunks full of clothes and your personal stuff was destroyed. They must have worked together on one trunk at a time, only getting success with two before curfew. A note was left for you. Finnegan now belonged to someone else because apparently you didn’t deserve to have such a sweet pet.

Tears couldn’t be stopped when you saw only one pearl left on the ground. It was from the earring whose other half you lost in the lake. Someone took the necklace and bracelet. Maybe it was a good thing you lost the other earring, now they found it too useless to steal. Consolidating everything into the one trunk that was still intact, you dragged it out of Gryffindor Tower. You couldn’t go back to your roommates.

You dragged the trunk as quickly as possible to avoid Filch. Myrtle just watched as you stood in the bathroom for a moment before nodding to yourself. She watched you go back and forth constantly, bringing things from your old room. Every time you came back, it was with new cuts.

“Serves you right. Keep that thing away from me,” she said before disappearing into a toilet as the sinks started to open.

Several Accios later— and one trip because the bed required more magic than you had— your new room was set up. The basilisk never bothered you. Why would it when you were the Heir to Slytherin? You didn’t like going into the Chamber of Secrets very often because it always woke the basilisk up. You were worried that one day it would stop listening to you and feed on students instead of rats and chickens and fish. Your new room sucked but it was safe. You knew for a fact that no one would find you. You could at least sleep in peace.

After just a week, the Chamber became unbearable. You sat underneath one of the statues of Salazar Slytherin’s giant head while brewing a potion. The wolfsbane was finished and just in time for the full moon. It was a potential saving grace, the potion. They’d have to take you back if you helped Remus’ Moony Problem. You shook as you bottled the wolfsbane and walked to Gryffindor Tower and the Marauders’ room. The girls and Archie and Griffith were there— you weren’t expecting such a large audience. All wands were pointed at you within seconds of you closing the door. Did they all know about Remus? You held up the little glass vial full of blue swirling liquid.

“It’s for Remus. To help with your… problem.” You set it down gently on the floor and left.

Remus got up to look at the potion. He threw it against the wall. They were all in agreement you were probably trying to kill him and that nothing you did would get them to make another deal.

Without the Marauders, life was worse than before. You didn’t go outside past class. You ate in the bathroom and did your homework in the big stall. You showered by filling up a large bucket with water from the sink. You slept in the Chamber of Secrets and talked to the basilisk who insisted life would be easier if you just killed everyone. It was like that from the end of sixth year to the start of seventh.

You sighed as you put on your uniform skirt and looked at yourself in the bathroom mirror. There was a bruise by your temple that wasn’t going away with potions. You had cut off all your hair over the summer because it was easier to be grabbed by your curls. You’d have to pin up your skirt again. You only ate about once a day, every other day at best.

Limiting time in the Great Hall meant less injuries to your person. But it caused extreme weight loss and weight gain depending on the time of year and if students were present at the castle or not. You thought that Christmas break would have filled you out a bit more but that didn’t happen. You gave yourself one last look in the mirror. School was almost over for good. You graduated in a few months and then you were gone. You’d move somewhere else. You had always liked your time in America as a child. They spoke English too so it would be easier.

“Smile, Y/N,” you said to your reflection. “Torture’s almost over. Don’t let them break you now.”

You packed your school bag with various potions and pinned the strap to your shirt so it wouldn’t fly off of you when some lifted you into the air. Keeping Skele-Gro in your bag was absolutely necessary. Along with jars of wiggenweld paste. You became a very good potions master. Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts were your highest OWL scores.

You had a feeling they would be your highest NEWT scores and that was despite the fact that you never did the spell casting portion of the exam. There was a game happening on Friday. You learned how to sneak underneath the stands to watch without getting hurt. It’d be nice to go outside and sit on the grass a little bit. Maybe the elves would be busy and you could steal from the kitchen. It was all worth a shot.

There was a limp in your gait by the time game day rolled around but you didn’t even care. The elves were gone and you swiped a lot of food. You were sitting underneath the stands, ignoring the stinging from your bloody hand as you wrote in your journal while eating an apple. The new research was horcruxes. Your dad had done a very terrifying thing and you were still in shock that he even tried to. From what his letters stated, he would look very different when you finally saw him again.

You looked through the hole in the fabric of the stands to see Marlene throw the Quaffle through Ravenclaw’s hoop. The moment the game finished, you ran back to your room. The basilisk was more than happy to see you swiped an entire roast turkey from the kitchen. You threw the snake the turkey after taking a leg for yourself. Maybe the rest of seventh year wouldn’t be so bad.

It didn’t really matter to you. The minute you were handed your diploma, you apparated to America. Why stick around for one last curse? Unfortunately, reality hit you quicker than expected. You had moved after two weeks to a different state and then after two more weeks to another country.

The last straw had been going home after a run to the grocery store. Searing pain went through your entire body, causing you to drop your groceries. You heard a man cackling and flashes of light flew over your head as you scrambled to unlock your door and get inside. It was the same everywhere.

No country hadn’t heard of Lord Voldemort and you realized that you couldn’t escape your father. It didn’t help that he was getting bolder. Muggles were starting to get attacked. So you realized that the only way to escape your father was to beat him. Reluctantly, you got into your fireplace, grabbed some Floo Powder, and yelled out the house of Auror Moody.

(part 5)...

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60. Modest Mouse - Building Nothing Out of Something

61. Tyler, the Creator - Igor

62. Tyler, the Creator - Flower Boy

63. David Bowie - Blackstar

64. Nine Inch Nails - Bad Witch

65. The Beach Boys - SMiLE

66. Animal Collective - Spirit They’re Gone, Spirit They’ve Vanished

67. Nana Grizol - Dancing Dogs

68. Nana Grizol - Love It Love It

69. Gorillaz - Gorillaz

70. Cocteau Twins - Heaven or Las Vegas

71. Pet Shop Boys - Introspective

72. Glass Beach - Plastic Death

73. Death Grips - the powers that b

74. Junior Delahaye - Showcase

75. Slowdive - Slowdive

76. Los Campesinos! - We Are Beautiful, We Are Doomed

77. Global Communication - 76:14

78. Bright Eyes - Lifted or The Story Is in the Soil, Keep Your Ear to the Ground

79. Car Seat Headrest - 4

80. Vince Staples - Big Fish Theory

81. The Music Tapes - Mary's Voice

82. Animal Collective - Strawberry Jam

83. Ween - Quebec

84. Sufjan Stevens - The Age of Adz

85. Earl Sweatshirt - I Don't Like Shit, I Don't Go Outside: An Album by Earl Sweatshirt

86. Virtual Self - Virtual Self

87. Lil Ugly Mane - Singles

88. Sufjan Stevens - Carrie & Lowell

89. King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard - Polygondwanaland

90. King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard - Live in Brisbane '21

91. Boards of Canada - Music Has the Right to Children

92. Boards of Canada - Geogaddi

93. Frank Ocean - Blonde

94. The Cure - Disintegration

95. Nirvana - In Utero

96. Death Grips - Bottomless Pit

97. Mike - renaissance man

98. Dismemberment Plan - Emergency & I

99. The Microphones - It Was Hot, We Stayed In The Water

100. Animal Collective - Merriweather Post Pavilion

101. Cardiacs - The Seaside

102. Gorillaz - Demon Days

103. Duster - Duster

104. My Chemical Romance - I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love

105. Thursday - Full Collapse

106. My Bloody Valentine - m b v

107. Black Dresses - Peaceful as Hell

108. Porter Robinson - nurture

109. of Montreal - Paralytic Stalks

110. bob hund - Bob Hund

111. Teen Suicide - i will be my own hell because there is a devil inside my body

112. Slowdive - Souvlaki

113. Cursive - The Ugly Organ

114. Ween - God Ween Satan: The Oneness (Anniversary Edition)

115. Kleenex Girl Wonder - Ponyoak

116. Sweet Trip - Velocity: design: comfort.

117. Gorillaz - Plastic Beach

118. Guided by Voices - Under the Bushes Under the Stars

119. The Beatles - Revolver

120. Jane Remover - teen week

121. Glass Beach - the first glass beach album

122. blackwinterwells - Stone Ocean

123. The World Is a Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid to Die - Formlessness - EP

124. Grandaddy - The Sophtware Slump

125. Jordaan Mason - earth to ursa major

126. Weatherday - Come In

127. The pAper chAse - Hide the Kitchen Knives

128. Kylie Minogue - Aphrodite

129. Yung Lean - Starz

130. pilotredsun - Achievement

131. Bomb the Music Industry! - Album Minus Band

132. Wu-Tang Clan - Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)

133. Doss - Doss

134. Kitty - Frostbite

135. Bob Drake - Medallion Animal Carpet

136. Parannoul - After the Night (Live)

137. J Dilla - Donuts

138. Ashley Ninelives - Eagle Creek

139. Vangelis - Blade Runner - Esper Edition

140. Akira Yamaoka - SILENT HILL2 (Original Soundtrack)

141. C418 - Minecraft - Volume Alpha

142. C418 - Minecraft - Volume Beta

143. Disasterpeace - Fez

144. Toby Fox - UNDERTALE Soundtrack

145. Kero Kero Bonito - Time 'n' Place (background)

honorable mentions to round it off to 150:

146. Julius Eastman - Femenine

147. Radiohead - A Moon Shaped Pool

148. Dinosaur jr. - You're Living All Over Me

149. Flipper - Album Generic Flipper

150. DJ Rozwell - NONE OF THIS IS REAL

#music #collage #topsters #numbers.png

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Dela Raisaris

Asari Adept

See also: Avery Sirin

The following information is classified. Spectre status required.

PERSONAL HISTORY

In 1975 (Systems Alliance Calendar), an abandoned shuttle was discovered by salarian wildcat miners orbiting the planet Raisaris.

There was nothing left on board but a crib containing a screaming infant asari. The salarians took her in, naming her Dela Raisaris after her unofficial homeworld, and she lived with the family for two salarian generations - over 60 years - and then moved to Illium to work first as a security agent for a transportation firm and eventually as a dancer in one of Nos Astra's many bars.

In 2076, Dela was involved in a [REDACTED] and left Illium with [CLASSIFIED]. They travelled together for half a century, during which time Dela expanded her biotic skills, her impressive piloting ability, learned to fight with a traditional asari sword, and [REDACTED].

After the tragic [REDACTED], Dela became a mercenary/sex worker, travelling all over the galaxy in search of purpose; or failing that (in her own words) 'a good fight or a good lay'.

In 2177, she was working with a small asari mercenary band subcontracted by the Eclipse Mercenary Corporation to fight in the Anhur rebellions against a consortium of batarian and human slavers known as the Na'hesit. When she learned that her companions were planning to switch sides for better pay, Dela assassinated their leader and sabotaged their ship. In exchange for a clean slate, she gave their location to an asari huntress team and traded in her mercenary identity for a military uniform.

After basic, she was assigned to the Council Demilitarization Enforcement Mission in the krogan DMZ as an interceptor fighter pilot. Only her unusual surname suggests there's more to her story than any other maiden serving on the turian ship THV Severum, but nobody asks and she doesn't tell.

EQUIPMENT

Asari Interceptor Fighter (not pictured)

A standard asari fighter has significantly less armour than a Heirarchy or even Alliance model to prioritise mass drive efficiency, speed, and agility. Designed for ship-to-ship combat and missile screening duties.

M-4 Shuriken machine pistol

A standard issue light sidearm featuring a three-round burst firing mechanism. Dela occasionally carries a matched pair in combat if she expects to encounter a large concentration of shielded enemies.

Kapesh-Ardat duelist saber

A finely balanced, high-tensile tungsten carbide sword used by practitioners of the ancient asari martial art that shares its name. Assisted by biotics, Dela's blade can pierce most modern body armour. Kapesh-Ardat focuses on defeating enemies greater in strength or numbers and takes several decades to master.

SKILLS

Dela is a proficient biotic, pilot, and hand-to-hand combatant. She uses biotic blinks to cover large distances, while her backlash field absorbs and redirects enemy fire. While she prefers to use her sword in ground operations, she can use a lift field to immobilise enemy combatants to finish off with her sidearm, or a powerful biotic lance.

PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE

Dela Raisaris is sharp-witted and funny, with a bawdy sense of humour that gets her reprimanded by her superiors, along with her cheerful disregard for protocol and preference for reckless flying. Quick with her affections, both emotional and physical, Dela is very popular with her crewmates - though her open sexuality often sees her entangled in love triangles. Despite her platonic love for her friends, Dela has had very few long-term relationships and nothing more serious than flings since she joined the asari military.

In combat, Dela shows a single-minded focus and tenacity rare in asari maidens. In a cockpit, Dela is a competent fighter but relies more on advanced evasion and pursuit techniques than combat showdowns. In contrast, during ground operations her aggression and independence are second only to a krogan, and while this results in a large number of enemy casualties it can also expose her allies.

- REPORT FILED BY VERAPIA BESCUS, ST&R, 2184 -

#mass effect #original character #asari #fanfic #asari oc #character profile #writing #oc #yes I already did this #but that one was different #mass effect lore #dela raisaris

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speak with dead

wc: 2391 au: bg3 au ch: xavier, lark

They find the paladin amongst fallen rubble and foliage.

It would be a beautiful resting place, if the battle field were not twenty paces away reeking of offal and death. Yet the sunlight cuts through the overhang of trees and paints the red haired man in little dapples of yellow. The shrine he and many of the others had been working to protect stands mostly surviving, but the stone around him is bright white and lively. His eyes are open, staring upward, green as pond water.

Avery thinks hes beautiful, imagines him alive briefly. Stunningly tall, a sword as long as he is. Gallant and knightly. An extended gauntleted hand that would help her onto a horse—a brown mare and the paladin would hold her knee briefly through her skirts and smile at her.

His breast plate is cracked open however, his blood a dark red color soaking into the dirt underneath him.

“Use the amulet,” Torvald hisses. He throws anxious glances around his shoulders, as if the dead will rise and attack them for their thievery. The air is stagnant and thick with blood and misery. There is hardly any sound in the forest. Even birds have silenced themselves in the wake of the small battle. The dead will rise, Avery thinks; at least enough to ask them questions.

He is the fourth they’ve harassed from a peaceful death, her brother convinced that one of them will have the key to the shrines lockboxes. Or will know how to solve some secret puzzle that will send stones sliding to uncover a hidden indent in a wall—an amulet more useful than speaking with the dead. Something that will sell for lots of gold, enough that Torvald’s debt might stop haunting him.

“Avery,” he snaps in a thin voice and she flinches.

There is a scar across the paladin’s face. Something thin and almost delicate—a slice over his chin and nose. He has a very dignified nose, she thinks, staring down at him. A long, handsome thing. Regal, really. Avery imagines him related to nobility. She imagines that he was the son of a well off family that cried when their brave, oldest son went to take an oath. She imagines the ancient oath, something honorable. He is exceptionally pale. Maybe from all the blood loss.

And he has so many freckles.

She breathes in slowly and finds that odd place inside her that a connection to magic resides. She could be a sorceress maybe. She could train as a wizard. She could sell her soul to be a warlock. Avery lifts a hand, grasping at what remnants of the paladin’s soul are still there inside his body. He’s fresh enough to talk to—a part of her knows that means he’s also fresh enough to be revived. If only she had a scroll, if only she were a cleric. Maybe. A cleric would be nice too…

As the paladin rises from the ground, limbs rag doll and limp, she notices just how large he is. Massive really. Taller than Torvald by two heads at least. She has to reimagine her daydream then. He’d be able to hold her by the waist to help her onto the horse. She could lean down for a kiss. His green eyes become nothing but a glowing sickly light, mouth slack in waiting for a question.

“Who are you?” Avery asks. Torvald crowds behind her shoulder. She can feel his breath on the nape of her neck. But since she is the one with the amulet, he has to let her have this one question. No matter what corpse she speaks to, Avery always gets the first question, and that first question is always—

“Xavier….Wolffe….”

“Ask him—”

“I know,” Avery clips out. Her tenuous connection to magic wavers a bit, strumming power along her outstretched hand. Xavier…What a handsome name. “What are you here for?” She swears for a moment, outside the ringing of necromancy in her ears, that she hears something in the woods. A rustling. Something approaching, but—

“Benji…”

The name shocks her. It’s not what they’re looking for—Torvald wants to know which of these dead are here because of the shrine and which just got caught up in the skirmish. Paladin’s are noble. They’ll fight for whatever is right. At least, that’s what Avery knows of paladins, anyway. She touches her lips with her other hand, thinking of the name. Benji. Who?

“Don’t ask,” Torvald snarls, stepping around her shoulder and glaring into her eyes. A thick, mottled bruise covers one half of his face. It’s a cruel reminder of how badly they need coin. Avery wishes they could use it to catch a cart and leave, to find some remote village where she could maybe become a medium and Torvald could go back to masonry and they could have a normal life. Not something scrounged for on battlefields, picking between corpses for gems and coppers.

“I want to know,” Avery snaps. Xavier…She feels strongly about her paladin now.

“Who cares?”

“I….care….”

Both of them recoil and stare at the floating corpse. It doesn’t move. It hangs in the balance of life and death, just enough soul to bid them answers to a necromancer call. But no corpse had ever answered her brother, even when he’d used the amulet once before. She feels dread in her stomach. If Torvald could use it, he might not need her. What then? Where would she go if she wasn’t following him?

“Only two left,” Torvald says. His hands tremble at his sides; scared that the dead paladin had answered him instead. Good. Maybe if he was too afraid of the power, it could still be hers. Avery stepped closer. She could smell the tang of blood, iron and salt. Her hand reached out further. She wanted to touch him, to keep a part of him for herself. His head hung loose, glowing eyes on nothing.

“Is there treasure here?” Avery whispers, finally asking the real question Torvald had wanted this whole time.

“Treasure….” The paladin doesn’t move, but she feels something. Through the link from her to the amulet to him. There is a broiling beneath the power. Something unknown and strong; it’s her turn to be afraid. Xavier scares her now. Whatever he is thinking, it is such a connection that his soul rallies at the thought of it. What treasure?

“In…bag….treasure…”

“Yes! Bloody fuckin’ right there’s treasure!” Torvald darts around the paladin, scouring the grass for the paladin’s pack. He must have been crawling for it, as he was dying, to have gone so far from where the battle had started. Avery watches her brother rip into a leather satchel, and her eyes fall once more to the paladin. The air hums with the electricity of the final question. Her brother might want another, might want to know about the shrine, or the temple that’s further into the forest. But instead she comes closer. Her hand tentatively touches the paladin’s shoulder.

“Do you have family?”

“Avery, come off it,” Torvald growls, emptying the pack into the bloodied grass with a frantic need. But she doesn’t care.

“Someone should at least know—”

“Lark….” The dead paladin breathes out in a soft, gentle whisper.

And then the connection severs, and his body floats back to the ground with a heavy thud.

Avery feels empty as she stares at the dead man. At the promise of his entire life, snuffed out because people had come to—what? Steal, pillage, murder just for fun? And he’d stepped between it all. Who was Lark? A brother maybe. An uncle perhaps. She’d never know. Avery never knew anything but the five questions. She leaves the paladin by his rubble and stands beside her brother instead.

Torvald howls in frustration and fury, tearing through the pack. She watches a tiny wooden ship clatter onto some of the pristine, white rubble. There’s a bottle of ale that nearly smashes. She saves it with the tip of her boot, thinking she’ll drink the rest of it tonight when they inevitably stop at a stable and sleep amongst the hay. Torvald shakes the pack and more items tumble free, but none of it…nothing looks valuable.

A dagger that is handsomely made, but perhaps no better than Torvald’s own swordbreaker. A book that she crouches to look at. The cover is worn, the title nearly rubbed clean. PALADIN’S AND THEIR OATH’S. She runs her fingers over the cloth cover. Torvald begins to cry, big frustrated sobs as he slaps a bundle of parchment to the ground. He punches the soil next, childish and furious. Avery ignores him to gently take the stack.

They are held together by a strand of green yarn.

A cawing makes her flinch, stumbling from her couch with the parchment in her hand. A raven—the biggest she’s ever seen—sits on Xavier Wolffe’s chest. It’s curious head cocks to the side, beady eye on her.

“He said there was fuckin’ treasure,” Torvald continues, taking the wooden ship in hands. He attempts to crack it over his knee in blind rage, but he’s either not strong enough or it’s not just simple wood. And when that doesn’t work, he throws it at the bird. The raven hops into the air and when it’s wings spread as if to take off, a man appears instead.

“Those are my brothers,” the drow says, with a lifted finger to the papers in Avery’s hand.

Torvald screams, the sound high pitched and wet and the sound of branches breaking behind her lets Avery know he’s run. She can’t take her eyes off the drow; his dark grey skin, the luminosity of his pale yellow eyes, the inky tattoos on his face in the shape of…something sinister. She can barely see, because her eyes have welled with tears.

“Please, don’t hurt me,” she begs. Her brothers screams fade. He’s far from her now.

“Give me them.”

Avery throws the bundle of parchment to the ground. When she turns, the leather cord around her throat snags and she chokes. The amulet slaps across her collarbone and her hands claw at it, the tears siding down her cheeks and making fat droplets onto her miserable grey dress. Oh please, no, please help, she thinks uselessly and imagines the paladin once more.

Then the cord is cut and Avery runs for her life.

—

Xavier picks up the wooden homage of Alandei and sits on the stone steps leading to the dais he’d crawled toward during those last, dark moments. He pushes out the memory, the way his vision had tunneled, how he’d known that he had nothing left to give and still had to get this far. A sending stone, for him to touch and let Lark—who had waited in the woods for some sort of signal—know that things had gone very fucking wrong.

He sighs and fixes the mast, which had bent only slightly under the thief’s abuse.

“Can’t believe you still have that,” Lark says, standing in front of him with arms crossed over his chest.

“No love for our home village?” Xavier asks with a sheepish smile.

“I don’t come from Alandei,” Lark replies, with his own sly grin.

“No, just wash up on it’s shore. I’d say you’re more born of it then me, since the sea spit you onto the beach.”

Lark waves a bored hand. Xavier gently tucks the wooden toy into his bag. The strap had been torn, the contents still mostly scattered. A gathering of clerics still hum, a short distance away where most of the carnage had been. Xavier can feel the thickness of their divine power, the tang of their holy magic on his tongue. But he’d not been revived by a cleric.

“Do I owe you?” Xavier asks, grinning at his brother, and his reviver.

Lark slowly holds out the bundle of letters. His heart wrenches at the sight, his hands greedy enough to shake as he takes them. Xavier inspects, as if he’ll find dirt of blood from the nasty thieves, but they’re in tact and whole. Unmarred. He looks from under his eyelashes to the druid standing in front of him.

“So I do owe you,” he wagers, gently tucking the letters into his ravaged pack. One of them, the top letter, is actually penned by him. Meant to be dropped off at the next town he’s in, so Benji can get it at the next town he’d sworn to be in.

“I won’t tell Benji you died if you help me find Matilda.”

“Maybe she doesn’t want to be found,” Xavier reasons as he slowly stands.

“Yes, she does,” Lark sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “She just wants to make it difficult for me, because she loves to see me struggle.” They share a laugh; Lark’s quiet and reserved and Xavier’s much louder. He can see clerics in the field over looking at him over their shoulders. He raises a hand slightly, trying to appear friendly, despite the bloody hole in his armor.

“Did you see anything?” his brother asks quietly, coming to stand beside them. More men rise on the battle field. Not everyone could be saved. Such is the way of the world. Luck plays a part in it, Xavier knows that. His hand unconsciously dips into his pack, fingers touching sheaths of parchment. “When you were—well. Did you see—maybe you saw mother—your mother.”

“Ours,” Xavier corrects, with a soft smile. Then he’s quiet for a long moment.

He had seen something. But it’s already slipping, because he’s no longer dead. Xavier only remembers the warmth, really. Like being in water, head tilted back for the sun to heat the skin of his cheeks, his shoulders, his chest. He remembers the smell of salt and the kiss of the sea. And he remembers—

“I don’t remember,” Xavier finally answers, clapping a guantleted hand on Lark’s shoulder. “Matilda went East.”

“She told me South,” Lark hisses between sharp, white teeth. His yellow eyes turn slitted and feral like an animal and Xavier’s laugh gets loud enough to scare the birds that had returned. Up into the air, the flock casts shadows of V’s across them all.

#writing #xw #lt #bg3 au #:)))

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Hi! 🤲 🥺 and 🦅 for the emoji ask?

Thank you for indulging me Seren!! <3

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

Here is something from Stupid Cupid Part 5 :)

Avery answered the door with a winter coat around her shoulders, shivering in spite of the heat of her apartment. His concern deepened, alleviated only somewhat by the smile with which she greeted him.

"Help me t-test a hypothesis?" she asked, beckoning him inside.

Her home was clean, he saw, which made his brow furrow. She'd vacuumed. Taken out the trash. Organized.

And where were…? Had she seen…?

Avery lifted her hands, ice-cold, to cup his face, and the thoughts froze in their tracks. He appreciated the power of language, but she spoke with a touch that was softer than her often sharp tongue. It didn't matter what had happened with the notes he had left; they were ink and paper, and Avery, intoxicating Avery, held his face and heart in her hands.

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

The sibling relationship between Nick and Daphne always warms my heart 😭I love writing their little back-and-forths, punning or teasing or encouraging. (And generally any time I can write like platonic bantering between characters.)

I also just love when I can write a character being suave (usually Nate lol, but sometimes other characters get a turn), it makes me feel all gooey and warm inside lol.

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

I was having such a hard time answering this, but I think the truest answer to this question is that I fly by the seat of my pants. I almost always have something like an outline before I start writing, but it's never really coherent? Nobody would be able to look at that outline and write something based on it not even me sometimes lol

For example, I'm looking at this Tumblr draft which is basically a fic outline, and it's just two paragraphs. It starts out, "Something about names. Rebecca and Rook spend ages talking about names." Then it's...not even description of scenes, just dialogue and maybe some lines that might make it into the finished thing.

If I'm writing something longer, i.e. with chapters, I'll usually have a slightly more detailed outline...or...it will start that way, and then I'll be so frustrated with something or other about the outline/structure that I'll just start writing it in earnest and backing myself into plot corners and oops now it doesn't make sense but I started it so now I have to finish it lol. (Or I won't even start writing because there's something just deeply bothersome about the premise, which I discovered during the outlining phase and didn't know how to fix.)

#thank you for the ask <3

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Taken - Blue Moon Series - Chapter 3b

*Warning Adult Content*

Lakota Bateman

All I could focus on was Cyrus's stiff face as he stood next to me.

He was angry, I knew I hurt him and it made my wolf whine in guilt.

I stood in the back of the office quietly, tempted to shift back to my wolf form so all my human worries were just that, human worries.

My eyes traveled across the room where Gale stood next to the man who, I found out earlier is his father.

The man introduced himself as Elijah to the Alpha.

"An alliance?" Avery questioned from behind his desk as he stared at Elijah.

"Yes, as I have explained this matter to your wolf. His parents are on the top of our list and we need the help of your pack to take them down."

Avery frowned.

"You want us to fight fellow wolves?"

"No, I want you to kill a pack of mangy mutts. They are despicable creatures that have over stayed their welcome on this earth is all" Elijah smiled.

Avery lifted his chin in silence as he stared at him.

"Why would I help you anyway?"

"Because I brought back your puppy. Didn't I?"

A growl sounded next to me and I saw Cyrus step forward.

Elijah just turned his head slightly before focusing back on Avery as if Cyrus wasn't a threat but I knew that was not true.

If anything Cyrus was one of the most dangerous men in the room... no... this country.

"The boy's parents will be after him soon since he is no longer in the Syrin's hands. Their debt was paid with their son and I assume you have their other offspring who fortunately escaped his debt since his master is dead. Which puts you in the cross fire, now. Doesn't it... Alpha?" he mockingly annunciate.

Avery's jaw tightened.

"What have they done to you that makes you want their blood so much?"

This caught my interest, since I asked the same question but got no straight answers.

The room grew tense as Elijah narrowed his eyes.

"They killed my cousin and I want to pay back the favor," he growled, his eyes flickered brightly.

I glanced over to Gale and noticed he his eyes were glowing the bright silver from when we marked each other.

I blushed at the memories and turned my face away from him back to the two men.

"So these wolves are so powerful you need help?"

"Yes, they have a bloodstone."

The room went silent instantly, even Cyrus stiffened.

"You're sure?" Avery asked his voice tight.

"Why do you think they killed my cousin? They needed his blood," he snarled.

"And now they have it," he finished.

"What does that mean?" Caleb asked from behind Avery.

"It means that the stone already shields and protects them making it difficult to find them."

"Not to mention it's practically an Elder repellent," Cyrus spoke up.

"Now that they have my cousins blood in their evil cold little stones it makes them stronger and faster. A whole lot harder to touch now, then before."

"Why? Who is your cousin to make the stone do this? Why his blood so powerful that they would kill him for it?" Caleb asked.

Elijah was silent, hesitant to answer.

He finally sighed and met Caleb's gaze.

"He was the cousin to the King."

"The King? What King?" the Alpha frowned.

"That would be me... King Elijah Dartanyanoff."

My eyes widened as everyone who didn't know this gasped.

"The King of the Vampir."

My eyes instantly snapped over towards Gale and noticed he was already looking my way.

My mate or one of them was a vampire and a prince of them all

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HOW TO WATCH Madame Web 2023 ONLINE:

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Madame Web movie could eventually be available to watch on Prime Video, though it will likely be a paid digital release rather than being included with an Amazon Prime subscription. This means that rather than watching the movie as part of an existing subscription fee, you may have to pay money to rent the movie digitally on Amazon. However, Warner Bros. and Amazon have yet to discuss whether or not this will be the case.

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Hulu: Unfortunately, Drive-Away Dolls is not available for streaming on Hulu. However, Hulu offers a variety of other exciting options like Afro Samurai Resurrection or Ninja Scroll to keep you entertained.

Disney+: Drive-Away Dolls is not currently available for streaming on Disney+. Fans will have to wait until late December, when it is expected to be released on the platform. Disney typically releases its films on Disney+ around 45–60 days after their theatrical release, ensuring an immersive cinematic experience for viewers.

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Winter couldn't have been more relieved when Avery shoved the stone away from her and lifted her up. She grit her teeth to cut off a whimper of pain that tried to escape as he lifted her. Gentle as he might be, she was too broken not to feel agony over every move of her body. However, she was also to old, too proud and too familiar with pain to be overwhelmed by it.

She was ready to be taken to the clinic for some much needed healing when her eyes spied another bystander who didn't notice the pipe falling from the sky in their direction.

"Wait!" she shouted to Avery and launched another shield just in time to prevent them from being skewered. Her eyes returned to the vampire who held her. "I can't leave, I..." it felt so silly for a woman like Winter to say she needed to help but it didn't feel any less true. She was powerful, capable, and it felt wrong for someone like her to be taken away when she could be assisting.

Avery winced as he lifted Winter, his current unbound state making his hearing good enough to hear her bones shift. It wasn't a pleasant sound at all. “Sorry. I'm trying to be gentle.” It was hard balancing trying to be gentle while still needing to get her to the clinic quickly.

At her yell, Avery skidded to a stop, turning slightly to shield Winter with his body in case debris came their way. “We need to get you help,” Avery said as he turned back around in time to see the shield she had put up. A growl rippled out of the fledgling, fear and anger mixing equally inside him.

“Damn it,” he shouted, a clear sign the usually polite vampire was feeling the strain. Looking around for a clear place to set her down, Avery gently leaned Winter against a piece of rubble. “You're not gonna make it out here without healing so,” Avery started, tearing one of his sleeves off and biting his own wrist. “You're gonna need to drink some of my blood. Thankfully I ate before everything went to shit.”

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hey guys

have a little thingy i did w my ocs. avery is a wolf and juliette is a bunny for context... it takes place sometime mid 1800s havent decided yet lmao. i am NOT explaiming their whole lore but yeah lets just. go. also predator/prey racism system is like in zootopia but ramped up abit because it's the 1800s cmon. oh yeah also im sosorry for the lack of indents i wrote this on my musty old phone

"so... philadelphia, huh?" avery snorted as he flopped down less than gracefully onto the train bench. "what's so special 'bout it anyway? jus' seems like another stuck-up, pompous city wit' a bunch of stuck-up, pompous animals to go with it. 's like a package deal wit' cities."

avery leaned back sideways on the bench, his head hitting the wall. he stole a quick glance over at juli and shook his head. "no offense." a pause. "actually, no, all offense." he curled up in the corner of the seat, his tail curled almost protectively around himself. he huffed and stared out of the window.

juliette sighed and self-consciously pulled her dress down across her knees. "well, sor-RY. guess you're used to it by now."

"used to what? you forcin' me to go on this stupid train ride and inevi.. in.. hold on." avery stopped for a moment, seemingly thinking, only the tip of his tail moving. "inevita... i-nev-i-ta-ble-y. inevitably talkin' my ear off the whole way?" he finally got out, looking proud of himself for a moment before his usual scowl creased his face. "'cause i ain't."

"no, avery," juli groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration. "i mean, used to being pushed around. by our kind." she made a wild gesture with her paw, looking around almost desperately. "you know... rabbits, mice-" she pointed to the train attendant, who had been especially rude to avery while the pair had been boarding the car. "-deer, haha. uh... um-"

"yeah, ya runnin' outta prey to name? i got it, thanks," avery snarled, his lip curling dangerously and his tail lashing, brushing against the leather seat.

"r-right. uh." juli searched for somehow, something to change the subject. giving up, she let out a long and- if she was being honest, purposely exaggerated- sigh, and mirrored avery's sulking against the window.

there was a few beats of tensioned silence, before avery broke it with another snort.

"ha. there ya are, mopin' by the window, waitin' for me to comfort you. it's this thing with girls, i've learned."

juliette indignantly opened her mouth to retort, even though she inwardly knew avery was right.

"aaaand there it is," he drawled with a rude-sounding chuckle. "see, this is why i don't do comfort. whatever needs to be said, it'll be that way eventually. if it never is, it wasn't important enough."

"that's awful!"

"tha's jus' life, darlin'. now go on and tell me, and rest assured, i won't care." avery made a dramatic slicing motion with both his arms and then fell back against the seat, grinning triumphantly. his top canines curled out prominently, and juli just shook her head with a sad sigh.

"the whole reason we're on this train.. my father sent for me."

"woah, the big guy himself, eh? must be quite a day."

juli glared daggers at the wolf- sprawled out disrespectfully on the seat in front of her- before going on. "i don't mean to appear rude, but... you probably don't understand how rich families truly work..." juli waited for a sneer, a laugh, some kind of snide remark from avery- but it never came. good, atleast he might be kind of paying attention.

"the men get the inheritance, the money, the power, the choices. while the women... get the chance to-"

"marry into just another pretentious jackass household?" avery tore his eyes away from the window, and juliette lifted her gaze from her lap.

"yeah..." she breathed. it wasn't anything special, what avery said. but the satisfaction of knowing he was listening at all was enough for juli.

"my father wants to marry me off. for the money, i assume." juli hung her head once again, wringing her paws and her nose twitching nervously in that way all rabbits did. "unfair, methinks, after running away to philadelphia immediately after receiving the dowry and inheritance. i don't want to see him- he ruined my mother's life. and in turn, mine." her paws curled into fists at her sides. "i much less don't want to marry someone like him--"

"then you shouldn't have to." avery's voice was as stubborn and angry-sounding as it always was, but there was a tone of softness in it that juli had never heard him use before. "fuck ya da. fuck the rules. who cares? why'd ya even get on the train in the first place?"

"my mother would be disappointed," juliette whispered, her ear tips stinging slightly from the strong curses flowing from avery's mouth as if they were slaps to the face.

"ya know what, fuck ya ma, too." juli's ears twitched involuntarily and angled away. "i saw that!" avery shouted, earning him a loud hush from the train attendant. he glared at him before leaning closer to juli and dropping his voice volume slightly. "you listen to me, dollface. if ya don't wanna do it, who on god's green earth is gonna make you?? no one, that's who."

"i have to marry into a rich family. i barely get a choice," juli sobbed, wiping her eyes with the back of her paw.

"yeah, well- it ain't right." avery nudged juli's paw away from her face gentler than both of them would have expected him to. "listen, when we get to philadelphia, you'll see. i'm sure ya da ain't all that anyways."

avery swallowed suddenly and returned to his curled-up state in the corner of his seat.

"thank you," juliette breathed out. "for that."

"'t was nothin'," avery mumbled, running his paws across the brush of his tail.

they rode in complete- though comfortable- silence for the rest of the trip.

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