#Gertrude is a werewolf

[meteor752]

Considering giving Novo ice powers like Scott had in season one, just cause it would be kinda funny if he just suddenly started freezing things left and right when getting on the Empires server

This would also make Wes the least powerful of the kids

[madhatterbri]

Savior | E.M.

Summary: Elijah may prove useful to you in more ways than one.

"Come on, Gertrude. Don't fail me now," you frantically begged while looking at the speedometer of your old car. The old girl was over twenty years old and on her last legs. The car shook at the speed you were going but you had to get away. If they caught you, you would be dead.

A werewolf, you, was spotted in New Orleans. Marcel, the vampire ruler of New Orleans, hated werewolves. He wasn't shy of letting that be known. In fact, he would often leave the bodies of past werewolves scattered around as a reminder. His men constantly patrolled for any wandering werewolves and they spotted you.

You knew it was stupid to go but you had no choice. One of your friends is sick. They needed a potion that one of the quarter's witches could cook up. Despite wearing a hoodie and baggy clothing they easily spotted you. Marcel had your picture engraved in all his followers' minds. You so happened to be one of his biggest protestors.

In the rear view mirror, you could no longer see the two vampires chasing you. Maybe they had given up trying to catch you. The bayou wasn't much farther ahead. Once you turned your attention back to the road you saw how mistaken you were.

The two vampires stood in the middle of the road. You were gaining speed on them fast. They wanted to play a game of chicken. You looked at the brown paper bag in the seat next to you. The potion had to make it to your friend before tomorrow. Maybe you could somehow turn the car to avoid hitting them and run in the woods to the bayou. At the last second you turned the wheel towards the side.

The tires screeched loudly while turning. The momentum caused the car to flip over with you inside. You slipped out of your open window and onto the ground. Your body screamed in pain. Blood covered your face, ribs, and legs. Slowly, you rolled over to crawl away.

The two vampires appeared before you. Their faces stern as they accepted your defeat. Tears sprung to your eyes. Your friend was going to die because you failed. Your pack needed all the members they could hold if they ever wanted to take down Marcel.

A brunette man in a suit appeared behind them. You stared at the stranger unsure if this was a friend or foe. He had a serious look on his face that was hard to read. One of your chasers turned to look at him.

The attack happened in an instant. The mysterious man pulled two stakes and stabbed the vampires. The vampires fell to the ground dead. You laid your head down trying to catch your breath. You never noticed you had been holding it.

"Are you going to kill me instead? I must have a nice bounty on my head from Marcel. Maybe you will get one of those rings," you gasped trying to hide that you were in pain. Your head pounded.

The man said nothing. He adjusted his sweater and approached you. He stood above you. His brown eyes narrowed as he assessed your body.

"You are hurt," he pointed out.

"No shit," you spoke sarcastically.

"Despite the fact that you grew up in the backwaters of some swamp," he started while crouching down. "Do show a little respect. I am an Original after all,"

"You are one of the ones Marcel is worried about," you spoke softly. A gleam of hope twinkled in your eye. Maybe you could ally with this man and his family to have more freedom.

"I am and I believe you and I have some business to discuss," Elijah smiled.

[theatrical-child]

well well well

I’m literally SO close to wrapping up season 4! Finally!

This episode was pretty sick. I think I understood the whole elias Jonah situation but I’ll probably look up someone explaining explaining it you know?

Martin just poofed out of reality real quick pretty silly. His whole monologue was pretty sick.

also daisys a werewolf? I’m gonna need to see that explained too.

Oh and the whole shooting Gertrude recording.

I liked the episode overall, can’t wait for the last 2 episodes, then onto season 5.

[sophie1973]

Seven (and more) sentence Sunday

I was tagged this week by @iboatedhere @thesleepyskipper

@taste-thewaste @theprinceandagcd @onthewaytosomewhere

@fullerthanskippy @caterpills (tagging you all back lovelies)

Here is a very fresh (as in written 30 minutes ago) snippet of chapter 5 of Bloodstream. Almost 6k written, a bit past hafway done, we are nearing the end.

Tags under the cut

Alex takes a deep breath, savoring the soft breeze that brings a refreshing touch to the warm June afternoon. The city's noise fades into the background as he meanders along the park's paths, allowing the tranquility to soothe his mind. After a long day of dull appointments and challenging clients, this stroll through Central Park feels like a much-needed escape. The late afternoon sun casts a golden glow through the green leaves, illuminating other walkers and guiding him toward Bethesda Terrace.

Alex's steps falter slightly as he spots a familiar figure near the fountain. Henry is standing there, engaged in conversation with an older couple. Alex hesitates, unsure whether to make his presence known or just walk around the fountain and continue his journey. It's not that he doesn't want to see Henry—quite the contrary—but he's never certain how comfortable Henry is being seen together in public. While logically, Alex knows that Mary Mountchristen-Windsor probably doesn’t have goons watching them all day, every day, he also understands the anxiety Henry feels about Alex’s safety, especially after the werewolf episode.  It’s Henry who makes the decision for him. Just as Alex considers slipping away unnoticed, Henry spots him. The moment Henry’s eyes lock onto his, a radiant smile spreads across his face, brightening his face. Alex's stomach does a joyful flip, and he feels a surge of giddy anticipation. It’s the first time he sees Henry being so openly happy to see him while they are in public. Alex closes the distance and approaches them, unable to keep a broad grin from spreading across his own face. “Lord Mountchristen-Windsor. Fancy meeting you here.” "Mr. Claremont-Diaz," Henry greets, his voice carrying the same genuine happiness reflected in his smile. He turns to the older couple and says, "Gertrude, Rupert, this is Alexander Claremont-Diaz." Alex does his best to suppress the shiver that always runs through him at the sound of Henry pronouncing his full name with that fucking accent of his. “Alexander, these are Gertrude and Rupert Giles. They are from London and moved here two years ago. Mr Claremont-Diaz is a lawyer. He works notably for the Astors and the Morgans.” Alex forces himself to look away from Henry’s face and greets the couple, engaging in some polite small talk. However, the conversation only lasts a couple of minutes before his eyes are irresistibly drawn back to Henry. He can't help but admire the subtle blush adorning Henry’s cheeks—he suspects his own presence might be the cause—and the way the light breeze tousles his blond hair. God, he is so fucking hopeless.

Tagging also @kj-bee @bitbybitwrites @blueeyedgrlwrites @wordsofhoneydew

@swoonoveryou3 @fckngyrs @whoevenknows-things @anincompletelist @tailsbeth-writes

@piratefalls @ash-morrison

[notactually-nugg]

BRO WTF SEASON 4

- DREAM BOI BACK

- THE ARCHIVIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BRO YOUR THE HEAD ARCHIVIST IF THE MAGNUS INSTITUTE LONDON

- 6 GOD DAMN MONTHS DAMN

- BRO DAISY IS ALSO GONE WTF

- Jon waking up after a 6 month coma: statement of-

- Melanie- girl good?

- The fact that we the audience are the eye is really cool

- Jon trying to get martins attention is adorable

- Whenever Jon uses his powers the tape distorts fuck I love the details

- Martin talking to the tape recorder like it’s a pet. Me: hehehheheheh hi Martin

- Ok listen I love Daisy as much as the next person but BRING BACK TIM I MISS THE DRUNK WINE AUNT ENERGY HE BROUGHT

- Heheheh ribs

- DAISY!!!!! SHES ALIVEEEE

- Poor Daisy

- DAISY’S BACK

- Ooooo the extinctionnnn

- “Like a grubby Jesus” lmao Peter is kinda a vibe

- Gertrude is a little shit

- I love how Jon is out here saying the lonely is the most dangerous and I’m here like oooooo you sadge cause you can’t see your boyyyyyfrieeennnnds

- “Having a statement” mmmm nom nom

- SIMON FUCKING FAIRCHILD

- Jon going to Martin

- Statement time? No Dinner time

- “I have to kill others to sustain my life…welp time to kill a newborn”

- Melanie is an icon

- The way Martin talks to the tapes reminds me of how people talk to their pets

- Melanie and Georgie is cute af

- ELIAS IS JONAH MAGNUS

- DAISY A WEREWOLF

- MARTIN IS CARRYING

- MARTIN AND JON MY SWEET BOIS

- MARTIN PLZ YOU SWEET BOI GO BACK WITH JON

- “Even the fear is gentle here” “I really loved you yknow?” FUCK HES ME FR FR

- FUCK YEAH JON!!!

- Peters ritual got stopped cause Gertrude got him cancelled lmao

- “I see you Jon” SOBBINF SOBBINF AND CRYING HELO NCNDNSNJA

- DOMESTIC JON AND MARTIN DOMESTIC JON AN MARTIN

- FUCK OFF MAGNUS I WANT MY DOMESTIC BOIS

- GERTRUDE DOING ALL THIS FOR HER CAT IS FUCKING AMAZING

- BRUH leave jon aloneeeeeee

- MAGNUS YOU BITCH

- NOT THE APOCALYPSE BEING A STATEMENT

- WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING

- BRO WTF

- WTF

- WTF

- WTF

- I HATE THIS

- WTF

- JON DONT LAUGH LIKE MICHEAL

[just-an-enby-lemon]

I unfortunally don't have The Sims 4 anymore (I had the og paired with totally legal not even a lil bit OFMD inspired DLCs but the DLCs bugged for ocean reasons and it broke the og and now I don't have it but can't redowload it because it acts as if it's still on my PC) but I was looking at my phone's note to delete some and I found a detailed traits plan for a bunch of TMA characthers. So I'm posting it here in case someone finds it usefull or a fun thing to discuss (or tells me how to fix my game so I can add new totally legal DLCs and play as my beloved blorbos).

-

The traits change as seasons go because CHARACTHER DEVELO0MENT, my beloved.

P.S: no season 5 because the literal end of the world brings more than 3 traits on it's victims/survivors

Jon - S1: Snob, Perfecionist, Bookworm

S2: Paranoid, Perfecionist, Bookworm

S3: Cat Lover, Gloomy, Paranoid

S4: Gloomy, Cat Lover, Bookworm

Scotland: Socialy Akward, Cat Lover, Bookworm

Aspiration: Reinassanse Sim (nerd) (he can also be a wizard and have Spellcraft and Sorcery or play as uni Jon and have Academic, uni Jon's traits are more open to interpretation I would suggest Perfectionist, Cat Lover and Bookworm but rly up to player)

Martin - S1: Creative, Socialy Akward, Clumsy

S2/S3: Creative, Socialy Akward, Loyal

S4: Gloomy, Loner, Loyal

Scotland: Creative, Jealous, Loyal

Aspiration: Best-Selling Author (when concluded there is also Country Caretaker for the good countryside good cow life, let's pretend the Eyepocalipse never happens and no one is likely a compurter program)

Sasha - Genius, Good, Geek

Aspiration: Nerdy Brain

Not-Sasha - Evil, Mean, Kleptomaniac (stoled some tapes)

Aspiration: Chief of Mischief (I hear you Public Enemy fans but Chief of Mischief has Tormentor as a bonus trait so...)

Tim - S1/S2: Bro, Outgoing, Adventurous

S2/s3: Hot Headed, Gloomy, Adventurous

Aspiration: Extreme Sport Enthusiast (for all the kayaking; other sugestion is Serial Romantic, for all the cop seduction as unfortunally revenge isn't a sims 4 aspiration but maybe there is a mod? Would sugest looking for it)

Basira - S3: Bookworm, Dog Lover, Loyal

S4: Dog Lover, Ambitious, Genius

Aspiration: Nerdy Brain (baby just wants to read and chill)(I'm unsure of her traits cause I actually think she just has all 5 and picking the more evident per season was hard. I feel very proud of Dog Lover for her tho, she loves her werewolf wife)

Daisy - Hunt: Mean, Hot-Headed, Loyal

Post Hunt: Dog Lover, Loyal, Active

Aspiration: Lone Wolf/ Inner Peace (she changes aspiration, also sugestion werewolf, the lone one is cause Basira is all the pack she needs)

Georgie - Foddie, Outgoing, Catlover

Aspiration: Computer Whizz (unsure what do with aspirations for her, I also considered Neighboorhood Confidant for the cult and also how protective she is of her people and Master Actress for the matress add, on the other hand is fundamental you buy the brave bonus trait for her)

Melanie - Slaughter: Hot Headed, Mean, Erratic

No Slaughter: Hot Headed, Geek, Romantic

Aspiration: World Famous Celebrity (with her yt channel)/ Archeology Schoolar (is the closest to non moded paranormal specialist sorry)

Elias- Actually Jonah (that bitch): Evil, Self-Absorved, Genius

Aspiration: Public Enemy (it's the cloest to king of the broken world and it's trait is mastermind, would also recomend Seeker of Secrets for it's beholding energy, tbh he should have both)

OG Nepo Baby: Bro, Lazy, Slob

Aspiration: Fabulosly Welthy (he already is but wants to keep being without having to rly work for it)

Peter: Loner, Evil, Child of the Ocean

Aspiration: Sucefull Lineage (hear me out: that's the whole Lukas thing ok? Also isolating people is not a valid option)

Gertrude: Genius, Ambitious, Self-Assured

Aspiration: The Positivity Challenge (?) (Is the closest to stopping rituals ig, if you find smt better please please tell me)

Gerry (my son): Bookworm, Gloomy, Music Lover

Aspiration: The Positivity Challenge (?) (again burning Leitners, stopping rituals, other better ideias would be appreciated)/ Painter Extraordinary (this one was added rn while formating the list for Tumblr and is inspired by happy Gerry from TMAGP : ) )

Michael Shelley- Assistant: Loyal, Good, Clumsy

Aspiration: Friend of the World

Distortion: Eratic, Evil, Insider

Helen Richardson: Non-Comital, Ambitious, Self-Assured

Aspiration: Mansion Baron

Distortion: Eratic, Evil, Cheerfull

(Unsure what the distortion really wants, so my sugestion for aspiration is either whatever the players wants or just keep changing it at random lol)

Agnes (my gal): Romantic, Gloomy, Self-Assured

Aspiration: City Life (because she scaped the cult)/ Soulmate (be it that guy or Gertrude)

Annabelle (my problematic fave): Ambitious, Perfecionist, Genius

Aspiration: I'm unsure maybe Public Enemy for the evil plot + mastermind trait or Friend of the Wolrd but friend is in quotation marks for her.

[wyatt-guerrera]

@exitiumstarters

Wyatt's senses were on overdrive, his werewolf lineage sharpening his awareness to the undercurrents of tension threading through the gala. The atmosphere had shifted palpably, the air charged with a dangerous energy that had nothing to do with the glittering chandeliers or the opulent decor. He had come as a detective, a figure of the law, but the law seemed to have abandoned this place, giving way to the OEA's ruthless brand of justice.

The words from the stage cut through the murmur of the crowd, as stark and cold as the bodies displayed before them. Wyatt's gaze didn't linger on Riley Shaw or Gertrude; there was no time for shock or grief in this moment. His mind was a whir of strategy and survival, the instincts of both witch and beast calculating odds and escape routes.

The OEA's declaration, 'an eye for an eye,' was met with a visceral reaction from the crowd. The panic that Wyatt smelled earlier now exploded into a full-fledged chaos, people pushing and shoving, a desperate scramble towards safety. But the hunters were ready, their eyes scanning for any sign of dissent to crush.

Wyatt found himself severed from his companions, standing alone amidst the fray. The detective part of him—the part that swore an oath to serve and protect—clashed violently against the feral urge to fight, to unleash the full wrath of his hybrid nature. The ember glow of his werewolf eyes flickered to life, a silent challenge to the encroaching threat.

With the word "Ventus" slipping from his lips, a gust of wind surged forth, the magical force slamming into a cluster of OEA agents. It was a diversion, a moment's reprieve for those caught in the hunters' sights. Wyatt didn't move to escape; instead, he stood his ground, ready to defend those who couldn't defend themselves.

This gala, a masquerade of civility, had descended into a battlefield. And Wyatt, the son of a Guerrera werewolf and a witch with foresight knew that the night's true test was not surviving the OEA's assault—it was maintaining the shred of humanity that the hunters were so keen to strip away. He knew it was wise to cast a protection spell before being picked up that night. However, he would make sure he wouldn't need to rely on it, only had it active for insurance.

[murderbirds]

I'm thinking of writing a new nygmobblepot fic, but I have a few different ideas for it. This will be one very long fic because I'm not in the mood to write different chapters. Which options would people prefer:

1- AU where Fish is the one who finds Oswald in season 3 and Strange turns him into a meta like her. I'm thinking of giving him shape shifting powers, specifically to turn into birds.

2- Continue my series where Oswald is a sorcerer and Edward ends up becoming a werewolf, so Oswald makes him his familiar so he won't get out of control. This takes place in season 3.

3- Post Gotham AU where Oswald learns he is a descendant of sirens and is being used by music meister for him to try to take over the city using his voice

4- AU where Fish and Gertrude got married and Fish ends up being Oswald's step mother. This one I might actually make into a series where each chapter explores each season.

5- AU where Oswald finds a kryptonian baby before season 1 begins and Gertrude raises him as her son, leading to him getting a super powered baby to help him throughout the seasons. Might also make this one into a series exploring each season with a chapter.

[lostonehero]

Fuck it more werewolf Martin

Martin was used to the feeling of eyes on him. It came with the heightened senses, so he got used to the feeling. However, today wasn't that simple. Elias refused his time off, which again he couldn't fault the man he didn't tell him exactly why he needed it nor will he. He knew everyone was watching him, and no matter how much they tried to comfort him, he still wasn't entirely comfortable repeating last month.

"Hey Martin, are you alright?" Jon gave a small smile.

Martin gave a frustrated sigh. "I'm fine like I've been saying." He sighs again. "I'm sorry, I'm just getting annoyed at the same questions. It's not your fault or anyone else's. This is new to you guys, and it's not to me. I don't mean to snap. My nerves are just frayed, and I think Elias has gotten curious why I always request off early on the full moon."

Jon nods. "In his defense, you've developed quite the routine. Not that it's a bad thing. I'm just saying that it's kind of predictable." He frowns and sighs. "I'm sorry that was rude."

Martin shakes his head and chuckles. "No, no, it's quite alright. You're not wrong, and if worse comes to worse, I can head to the tunnels. I can't accidentally hurt anyone in there since nobody lives down there." He scratches his arm. "Just try not to stay late today."

"My actions shouldn't affect you." Jon raised his brow.

"Actually, I think Elias sent you an email, but he told me I have to make sure you're not alone when you leave. Something about Gertrude's body and police investigation." Martin frowns. "Just stay safe, Jon."

"Right, I should check my email, and I will do my best today." Jon smiles again. "If it's not too much trouble, could you make some tea?"

"Oh right, no trouble." Martin smiles, and Jon knew if his tail was visible, it would be wagging as he headed to the breakroom.

"Your flirting sucks." Tim tosses some paperclips at Jon.

"I told you that in confidence!" Jon huffs stomping back to his office.

Tim snickers as Martin pokes his head back out. "Don't worry, Marto, Jon's just missing his daily tea."

Martin nods with a raised brow.

......

Martin jolted up as someone tapped on his desk. "Oh uh hello Elias." He wipes the drool from the side of his mouth. "Sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep."

Elias raised a brow and then smiled. "My apologies, Martin, but it is getting late, and I was checking if Jon was still here. I'm happy to see you have followed my rules and can never be too careful."

"R-right." Martin glances at the computer screen, and the time flashes in his face, and he could feel his shoulders drop. Elias is going to know. He didn't even have enough time to run to the tunnel. He pushes himself back. "Sir, you should go into Jon's office."

"Now Martin, I know it's late, but I'm sure Jon can handle things just fine." Elias took a step back as a loud crack filled the quiet space.

Martin grit his teeth and took a breath. "It... it.." He groans as he falls forward, curling against the floor as his body changes.

Elias continued to walk backward as Martin shifted and grew. A large, no a massive wolf stood in his place. An avatar of the hunt? No, that wasn't right he would be able to see that. Was this a leitner? No, again, that would be one of the fears, and he would know. What on earth was Martin? His back hit the wall as Martin skulked towards him. "Martin?" He was completely out of his depth and felt genuine fear, and he knew his patron was watching drinking his fear and watching.

Martin bared his teeth and towered over Elias. He didn't let Elias have a moment before sharp teeth tore into his arm. He growled low and haunting, releasing his jaws and licking the blood from his chops.

Elias muffled his scream the best he could, holding his broken, bloodied arm. "F-Fuck."

"MARTIN!' Jon shouted from his open office door, and the giant wolf trotted over to him and laid down in front of him. "F-fuck Elias, are you ok?" He rushed around Martin to Elias. "Shit, I'll call an ambulance."

Elias knew he was going into shock from the pain as he sunk to the floor. He couldn't even hear Jon call for medical aid. All he did was stare at Martin, who only stared back with a knowing gaze that he couldn't fathom. He pushed his luck too hard and got burned.

......

Martin really hated hospitals. He hated the overwhelming smell, and he hated the sterile rooms and the machines that made too much noise. Yet he put his large body into a chair sitting besides his boss which he had to explain everything to him because he fucking turned him. He knew he felt cornered, and he tried to warn him. He felt horrible. Now he has to explain why he suddenly looks younger and how long werewolves actually live. He barely told the others the basic information. He knows for a fact that bleeding eyes aren't a symptom, and he shouldn't be asleep this long. Maybe he wanted to lose his werewolf status in place of what he was. At least, then he wouldn't be able to turn anyone.

Elias stirred. Everything was too loud, and a sudden assault of smells made him gag. He couldn't see... he couldn't fucking see. Where was his patron? He could feel himself start to hyperventilate, and something warm grabbed his arm. He opened his eyes and focused on his employee Martin.

"Hey, it's ok. The senses take a bit to get used to, but just give it a moment. I know hospitals aren't the greatest. All the noise and sterile smells, but you're fine. You should have woken up like 3 days ago, but I don't know how the turning affects everyone differently. That probably makes no sense to you, and I'm probably rambling, but I'm going to help you through this. I did try to warn you to hide in Jon's office, but it doesn't matter now that i dragged you into this world. Oh, uh, don't be alarmed. You do look younger, but that's normal werewolves, live much longer than humans, and you probably won't start graying again for a few hundred years, at least. You'll change more before your transformation, but um, I'm here to help with questions and everything." Martin gives a nervous smile. "Oh, uh, I already filled out the forms, and uh, right, I should stop talking. You have questions."

Elias blinks and looks down his arm isn't broken. He knows the bones shattered with that bite. It looked like it's been healed for years, but he knew that was impossible. He flexed his hand and raised his arm. He noticed something else. The normal aches from aging seemed to have vanished, and he felt really good. He took a breath, mulling over the rambling mess the man said to him. "What are you?"

Martin blinks. "I mean, I told you, and you're one now too." He sighs. "The proper term is lycanphtory, but I prefer werewolf since it's not really a syndrome or in your head. I know you'll need a bit to process this. I uh again I'm really sorry." He sits back down in his chair, hugging his chest.

Elias frowned he couldn't just switch patrons on a whim, and he had never heard of an avatar being infected to become a different avatar. Werewolves didn't exist... he can't really argue that fact since he has irrevocable truth staring at him. Ok, logically turning completely cut him off from the Beholder. He can't even feel the end and he's in a fucking hospital. He needed to talk to Peter and test a growing theory in his mind. "Martin, what is going to happen?"

"Well, right now, you'll be discharged, and you can go home, but uh, that isn't what you're asking. Well, you'll notice cravings for meat, which you do have to consume more of. Hair growth is something you have to control. I suggest getting razors if you don't like body hair. You can already feel your senses cranked to 11, but that will get stronger than now. Your hearing will get sharper as well, and you'll be able to see in the dark. The major stuff will happen during your first full moon, but for now, just listen to your body and cravings it will help you. Also, don't fight the change it makes things so much more painful." Martin clicks his tongue. "Oh, you'll also have to get registered with local hunters so you aren't targeted as a rouge wolf or one of the cultists trying to turn humanity. I have already started the paperwork, but you'll need to sign and read through it."

Elias blinked. "What other creatures are there?"

Martin whistles. "There's isn't enough time in the day for that, sir. We're hidden from humanity for a reason. It would be madness if the world knew the truth." He grabs the paperwork from the seat next to him. "These are for you, and my number is on top. The doctors here are aware, and uh, once you're done, just leave it on the side. There's some clothes that they also got from you. I have to go home and I'll tell Jon you're ok."

Elias takes a breath and starts to go through the papers, reading everything even the obnoxious body changes, and you packet after Martin leaves.

.....

The sun had long dipped below the horizon as Elias groaned, unable to get comfortable on his couch. Martin wasn't lying when he talked about the heightened senses that would be a hassle. He stared at his phone, Peter still hadn't answered his texts or calls, and he was tempted to try again when a laugh caught his attention. "I don't need the obnoxious laughter whoever you are."

A person thin with long black hair and piercings and an assortment of eye tattoos that can be seen through his black clothing appears. "Man, Jonah I would of never put my money on this."

"Gerald Keays, aren't you supposed to be dead?" Elias narrows his gaze as the smell of dust and blood filled his senses.

"Technically, I am dead. Turns out getting bitten by some dude outside a bar, thinking he was drunk the day before I ended up in the hospital wasn't exactly the best thing. Turns out he wasn't drunk he was hungry, and now I'm a vampire but also stuck in a book. Honestly, I have no idea why I trusted that woman. It's probably because of my abusive mum. Anyway, I'm a vampire." Gerald floats down to stare. "Also, you should get rid of the welcome mat if you didn't want me inside. Honestly, a werewolf didn't see that coming. The so-called fear patrons only affect humans and have no bearing on us. Must of sucked when your connection was severed when you turned."

Elias pinched his brow. "Why are you here?"

"A few reasons... I'm friends with Martin, and he really feels bad about turning you. I'm also part of the welcome committee for new turns. Also, as much as you are a bastard nobody should really have to go through this shit alone. I woke up in a mourge alone, starving, and I killed the poor intern who checked the bodies. Self-control isn't easy. I'm honestly shocked at how well Martin keeps his instincts in check. Also, thanks for killing Gertrude, bitch let me die and then tore my being in half shoving it into a book. I mean fuck I have to wait for someone to burn my page to feel whole again." Gerald stops and snaps his fingers. "Right one more thing, your old French lover Barnabas, yeah, he didn't die in the lonely, he became a siren before the lonely finished him off. Surprisingly, he isn't mad at you more, so he actually wants to see you. Anyway, I'll be around for that drama. Yeah, I think that's about it. Welcome to the actual supernatural you old fuck." He vanishes from sight and soon Elias can't smell him.

Elias blinks and swallows. Oh, Peter is going to hate Barnabas. He should apologize to him or write a letter. He's going to do both, and he's technically still divorced to Peter.

......

Martin sighs as he lays in his bed. "Gerry, did you really have to tease him?"

"Oh, absolutely." Gerry hums as he pulls out his coffin. "I mean, it's funny. Also, I didn't lie about anything. I promise you that. Relax, he's fine all cozy in his mansion."

"Are you ok?" Martin pauses looking over.

"Honesty, yeah. I mean, I do miss the original Elias, but Jonah isn't complete trash. He can't even do the apocalypse now, not that it would have affected us regardless, and shit I mean, I'm glad he doesn't have to go through it alone." Gerry stops and sighs. "Besides, he's still trying to figure out his senses. He's not used to not being able to see anything he wants."

"Alright." Martin cracks his back as he sits up. "I'm working tomorrow, so if my mother calls, please don't uh well...."

"I won't yell at her like last time." Gerry sighs.

"Thank you." Martin smiles.

"Have you told them the truth?" Gerry hums, sinking into his coffin and putting his phone on the lid to watch videos.

"Absolutely not." Martin gets up from his bed.

"You know your father isn't going to stay put once, Barnabas is out and about. You really should have told them you were born into this not being turned." Gerry slips his lid on.

Martin groans. "I was turned!"

"To hide your true being, which I may remind you won't last much longer!" Gerry shouts through his coffin.

.....

A blonde man with sharp features and a soft smile and a navy blue suit on. His accent was quite thick even for someone who hadn't lived in France for a long time. His blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail. His green eyes seemed to sparkle as he approached the front desk. "Hello there, Madam. I was wondering if Mr. Bouchard was allowing any friendly visits?"

The woman looked up from her computer and smiled. "I will page him right now, Mr?"

"Barnabas, we have a history, and I was wondering if he would like to chat." Barnabas smiles with teeth that seemed too sharp.

Rosie puts her phone down and smiles. "His office is right down at the end of the hall. Have a nice chat."

Barnabas nods as he strolls down the hall and lightly knocks on the door. "Hello, Mr. Magnus?"

An unfamiliar voice answered as the door was opened to reveal a man with familiar green eyes but nothing else that was recognizable. He had gelled back brown hair earrings, a pale complexion, and a very pretty face that held an all too familiar smile. "Barnabas, it really is you." He let's out a breath.

"I didn't think Jack was right about the rumors about you. Alas, he tends to be correct about most things that annoying American. How have you've been? I must say you've built this place up quite nicely." Barnabas smiles, showing off his teeth. "Now you don't have to change your body, although I do like the slimmer figure you never did hold muscles well. I hold no ill will towards what happened at that point. I realized that looking back, there wasn't anything you could do without getting trapped as well. Although the ocean did come to my rescue with your sea legs, I don't think you would have fancied any better."

Elias swallows. "I go by Elias now." He smiles again. "Now I may be new to this world, but I would love to catch up over tea if that is still amenable."

"Oh, I'm sure, you must forgive me it's been ages since I've been back in London. I've been working at a university in America. I must tell you I would rather have Britain than that place. However the work is good and you'll be meeting a few colleges. I suppose that is another reason why I'm here. I work at Cicada Research University." Barnabas smiles. "Good, you've gotten our correspondence. I was volunteered to be the welcoming committee, but I feel much better about it now that I know you're here. I look forward to working together."

"So is this for business or pleasure?" Elias smiles.

"Oh, why not both? I've missed our fun. Although nothing serious, I'd rather become loose in my old age." Barnabas snickers as Elias takes out a bottle of wine.

"I seem to be currently divorced, so that makes this perfect timing." Elias chuckles.

"Now, who would marry you? Don't tell me you've roped a woman into the fray. I had no idea you held such inclinations." Barnabus hums.

"Nonesense, his name is Peter Lukas of the Lukas family. I am 70 years his senior, but that has never stopped us." Elias pours two glasses. "Although I'm sure he won't mind, he was the one to insist on the divorce this time."

Barnabas takes the glass and smiles, taking a sip. "A shame he would let you go, but good for me in that regard. I look forward to tonight."

Elias raises his glass. "And to our future partnership."

Barnabas matches the raise.

.......

"So how is double boss handling the whole change?" Tim leans forward on his desk.

Martin shrugs. "He seems fine, just a bit overwhelmed. He hasn't reached out yet, but he didn't scowl at me this morning."

"Martin, that can't be a good standard." Sasha sighs.

"I did turn him. I expect some hostility even if that's just new instincts." Martin sighs. "I know he's fine. I just worry."

Jon hums. "In your defense, you did warn him."

"Not that it mattered he didn't listen." Tim motions with his hands.

"That's not the point." Martin huffs. "Three weeks till the next full moon. I'll help him through it. You three are not welcome."

"Won't he just be a big puppy like you?" Sasha raised her brow.

"No! I don't even know why I was like that with you guys. Besides, the first turn is incredibly dangerous for anyone around them. They will be feral, and I'll just have to be nearby, and I might even fight him." Martin frowns. "Maybe the next one after he settled, but that wouldn't be up to me."

"Damnit, I wanted puppy cuddles." Tim huffs. "Fine, I'll wait for another full moon. You wound me Martin."

Martin smiles. "I'm not a puppy."

"You act like one with the way you use that tongue of yours." Jon regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth.

Martin's face with a bright red as Tim wolf whistles as Jon locks himself in his office.

......

"Monsuir Blackwood, it is nice to see you outside a phone photo." Barbabas smiles and bows politely. "Oh, no wonder your father was quite elated when he realized we were doing a joint research project with the Magnus Institute."

Elias raised a brow. "You two are acquainted?"

"Oh no, I know his father, he uses the name Jack these days an annoying American and an unfortunate drugging resulted in Blackwood although you would never be able to tell by the way he just dotes on the man." Barnabas hums.

Martin frowns and rubs his arm.

Elias hums. "Well, I'm sure he will come around with the rest of your team. This is Barnabas Bennett, a researcher from the Cicada Research University in America. They will be transferred over here to start our working relationship. Please treat them with kindness, and please share the information they request."

"I really need to stop ignoring emails." Tim sighs.

Elias sighs and pinches his brow. "I hope your team isn't as.... new as mine is."

Barnabas sighs. "I would rather them new."

Tim snorts.

Sasha smiles and holds out her hand. "Welcome, Mr. Bennett, I look forward to working with you and your team."

"Ah, please, no need for formalities, Barnabas is quite alright." Barnabas shakes her hand. "And you are?"

"Ah, I'm Sasha, I see you already know Martin, and Jon is in his office recording a statement. Tim was the one making jokes. If you need help, feel free to ask away." Sasha smiles and points to an empty desk. "You can take that desk there, and I'm sure we'll have enough desks for your team."

Elias claps. "Now I'll let you get settled in. You all know where my office is if you have any concerns, but please, if it's not an emergency, use my email. I'll be heading back to my office now. Play nice, everyone." He leaves with a wave.

Barnabas takes a seat at his computer and places his bag down. "Blackwood, it's nice to finally see you in person. If it's not too much trouble could you help me with your computer system?"

Martin nods and walks over.

Tim and Sasha share a look and start to discuss something quietly.

......

"Martin, why didn't you tell us about your dad?" Tim huffs holding a bear in his hands.

"Because my mom raped him?" Martin frowns. "I only met him when I was 18."

"Shit that's fucked up." Sasha sighs spinning her drink. "Sorry for forcing the issue." She gives a side eye to Tim.

"No, no, it's fine. I've never really thought about it. He's really nice and offered to adopt me after things, but I had to take care of my mom. He sends me little American care packages, and we talk regularly over the phone. I didn't think he would come by on a research merger of sorts he's kind of a big head of that institute."

Jon raised his brow. "Really? What does he teach?"

"Uh, he teaches many different subjects, mostly field research and training. He's got like 5 different degrees. Granted, you would never be able to tell with him." Martin smiles softly. "He's kind, and I dunno. I guess I'm glad he talks about me to his coworkers."

"Of course, he's proud of his boy." Tim raised his bottle. "Barnabas is an odd guy, though I think he's like Elias's ex or something."

"They're too friendly for them to be exes." Sasha hums. "Maybe friends?"

"Exes can remain friends." Jon mutters into his glass.

"I mean, yeah, but not that close. I swear I saw Barnabas grab Elias's ass." Sasha finishes her drink. "But like, isn't Elias married?"

"Divorced." Tim corrects. "He's divorced, so like no issue there. Even with that, he's rich. Don't rich people get away with that stuff?"

"I really would like to not discuss our boss's sex life." Jon gives a heavy sigh.

"I second that." Martin leans back. "Thanks for not making a big deal of it."

Tim smiles softly. "Of course not. Family shit is complicated. Ain't nobody going to give you a hard time unless they go through me."

Sasha nods. "Damn right, you're one of us, Martin. we are ride or die."

Jon smiles softly, reaching his hand out. "We're here for you even if you don't want to talk about it."

Martin smiles, getting teary-eyed. "I love you guys."

......

Tim shudders he couldn't help it the man in front of him towered over him had a face that screams don't fuck with him and he looks like he could break him in any way he chooses with a single figure. "H-how can I help you?" He didn't mean to stutter either.

The man shifts, looking down at Tim. Ha managed to corner him before he reached inside the building. He smiles with too many teeth. "Do you work here?"

Tim wanted to lie, but he knew he really shouldn't, especially to someone who could break him in half. "I do, and I happen to be running late, so I should go." He internally screams as the man places a hand on his shoulder.

"Now, could you help me out? I'm supposed to be working here for the foreseeable future as a sign of good faith to strengthen our collaboration. I just don't know where I should go to start." The man smiles his American accent doesn't exactly help calm down Tim.

"Will you stop scaring your new coworkers?" Barnabas came up behind them with Elias next to him.

"I was just asking a question." The man crosses his arms. "I see you've already settled in."

Barnabas sighs. "Come along. I'll show you. You really need to leave the kids alone."

"I was just asking for directions." The man sighs. "Not my fault. I'm tall."

Tim chuckles nervously. Following behind them.

Elias hums, heading in behind them. He's just enjoying the show.

......

"Martin!" The mountain of a man pulls the other man into a tight hug. "Look at how big you are, my perfect big guy."

Tim blankly stares and realizes that is Jack, that is Martin's father. He was still terrifying, and he couldn't place down why he liked big burly men, but something about him scared him.

Martin pushes the larger man away, rubbing his face. "Dad, why didn't you tell me?"

"I wanted to surprise you, and it was a last-minute decision to have me come along. Oh, I hope old Bennet didn't give you any trouble. Ah, wait, where did Evan go? I swore he was with me when we docked." Jack hums. "You'll like him he's new but a friendly face."

Martin smiles. "You'll be working with us, uh wait, what will you be doing?"

"Probably categorizing the artifacts or whatever you keep here. It is my area of expertise." Jack sighs. "It's not like I can scout or do anything else. I'm good at it and it's too modern here."

Sasha raised her brow at the odd comment but didn't say anything.

Tim looked over and cleared his throat. "I'm Tim, sorry about earlier." He holds his hand out for a shake and gets pulled into a hug.

"Always great to meet my boys friends." Jack, let's go and look Tim up and down, seemingly sniffing the air around him. "You should be cautious at night." He turns and politely smiles at the woman. "You must be Sasha. It's quite nice to meet you as well, and where is this, Jonathan?"

"He has his own office, and uh, he perfers Jon." Martin looks away, rubbing his arm.

"Now, don't be shy. I loved to meet all my new coworkers." Jack hums, but before he could reach for the door, the door to the archives open.

It was Elias that adjusted his tie and sighed. "Is there a reason you have a deadman on your list of employees?"

"Deadman?" Barnabas raised his brow. "I'm sorry but Jack, what did you do?"

Jack rolls his eyes. "You're a deadman, barney. Yeah, yeah , don't call you that." He sighs. "Wait, why would you know if they are supposed to be and whom you are talking about?"

Elias pinched his brow. He takes a deep breath. "Our dear investors, the Lukas family is quite unhappy with this mockery you've put on your employee sheet."

"Mockery?" Jack walks over and takes the form from Elias. "I thought I did a good job with this." He hums. "Eh, you're right his photo is a bit blurry hard, keeping someone still when you have to use old cameras. I assure you this isn't fiction he's not dead in a way that matters like you are no longer connected to the Beholder." His demeanor shifts almost instantly as a shudder spills throughout the office. His bubbly persona vanished in a flash. He was a "man" to be feared. "Although I should have spoken to the family before I made my way over here. I do not appreciate the tone against me."

Elias steps back as Jack steps forward. A new unsettling fear seeped into his very core.

"Just because this is your institute does not give you any power over me. I am bound to no law, so I would appreciate it if you heed my warning. I'll have you know my staff are handpicked for a reason, and unlike you, I tend to stay hands-on." Jack stops and cracks his jaw. He stares at his hand and curses. He turns and walks deeper into the archives without another word.

Barnabas gives a heavy sigh like he is holding his breath out of fear. "I suggest leaving them be. They have excellent self-control when they aren't hungry."

Martin had slipped out following his father, but nobody noticed in the confrontation.

Elias frowns. "What is he?"

"A werewolf?" Sasha speaks up, and Barnabas laughs a bitter sound.

"A wolf is a mere puppy to what he is...." Barnabas sighs and hugs his chest. "He's older than you and Elias. They don't have a name for what he is old legends and such try to pin a species on it. However, nothing has come close to the truth. Monsuir Blackwood...." He stops realizing he was gone. "I shouldn't speak when he isn't here."

Tim shudders again like a cold has enveloped him. "Will he hurt us?"

"Nonsense." Barnabas leans back. "They wouldn't harm anyone here. If he's truly in need of food, prisons are his favorite." He gets up and walks over to the whiteboard and erases it as Jon steps out. "Now, I might as well explain the other half of this. Our university in America is a cover like this place once was or is depends on who you ask. We keep an eye on the general public to make sure no mass outbreaks of information get out. Well, it's much easier now since everyone thinks of the supernatural as mere fiction. We also help rehabilitate newly changed, although that isn't our main focus. Your so-called faked statements aren't truly fake. We'll yes some are, but they don't have the habit of being ruined since the fears aren't involved." He begins to draw out a few words such as young, ancient, realms, and born. "This is such a simple organization, but it will work with all of you. I'll have you know what Jack is falls under ancient. I fall under born, which is actually a misleading title, but it's semantics based on your own definition."

"Werewolfs fall under young." Elias hums and swallows a smile when Barnabas nods.

"Creatures with a finite lifespan fall under the young category even if werewolves are known to pass a menliuim. Vampires are an odd sort, but do classify under young as well. Creatures such as demons, angels, and fae fall under the realm category for obvious reasons. Born derive from the concept you were once human and now fundamentally changed. I was dragged to the bottom of the sea and well was turned into a siren by the ocean, but sirens can reproduce normally as well. Other examples are ghouls usually come about from desperation starvation forced to consume the same species flesh as your own. Ancient..." Barnabas sighs and holds his marker to the side. "Creatures older than humanity, would you be able to kill them? Nobody has figured that out their names, the species has been forgotten to time and most.... I've only ever met Jack, and there hasn't been any record of reproducing.... er well you can account old legends like the birth of the vampire or the gift of different realms. Blackwood is like his father even as he tries to hide it by turning to the young." He shakes his head. "Ancient beings are comparable to the fears in a sense. However, they are entirely unknown for the most part. Please don't experiment with Jack or Blackwood on this matter. As im-"

"You forgot a few." Jack interrupts and seems to appear out of nowhere. Martin was right next to him as well.

Barnabas jumps and curses. "For heavens sake, don't do that."

Jack smiles. "No. Anyway, your basic system is missing quite a few categories. To think you're an esteemed professor making sloppy mistakes."

Barnabas pinches his brow. "You give an example then."

Jack sighs. "No, everyone seems on edge from your little lesson, and I would rather not scare our coworkers anymore than I have." He hums and returns to an empty desk he claimed as his own and started on normal work.

.......

The tension is suddenly cut through with the sounds of heavy stomps from boots and a soft male voice rapidly tallkng. "Elias!" A soft voice even in an anger shout did not match the body if the man who weld it. A hulking sea captain with wind sweap hair a fog that followed him and a dull blue eye gaze and stared at Elias.

Elias was sitting next to Barnabas with a raised brow until a man who seem like the same age as the sea captain popped out behind him his hair was black save for a stripe of white that was a major contrast. He was in short sleeves and covered in various stitching at his joints and scars. "Hello Peter, so happy for you to join us." He held a smile and a knowing look, recognizing the boy to be the late Evan Lukas.

"Elias cut the crap what did you do?" Peter growls and leans over Elias.

Elias loved the scent of the sea that hung to the man and the cold that lingered on his skin. He snaps himself out of that. "I have no idea what you mean."

A heavy sigh is heard. "Evan, you told me your family wouldn't be around, hence why I allowed you to come."

The man squawked and covered his face. "I- I...."

Jack rubs his temples. "Peter, was it? I apologize, but it seems I've been lied to, and your cousin doesn't respect my rules."

Evan huffs. "How was I supposed to know he would be here? He is as much as a black sheep as I am to our little family. Isn't it already bad enough that my ex-wife played Frankenstein with my remains, and I'm here?"

"Jack, don't rile the child up. I would very much like to not get shocked again by his outbursts." Barnabas sighs. "Besides, I know you knew this was risk."

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Jack's smile gives him away. "However, if I were to plan this, I would not have been so adamant about the fact I told Evan strictly to stay by my side."

Barnabas throws his hands up, knowing Jack was right.

Peter growled again. "Explain." He pointed at Elias.

"Uh, Peter, he actually uh... well, he had nothing to do with this." Evan sighs and hugs his chest. "I did mean to run into you, but I didn't expect you would come to the place I'm supposed to be working at.... wait, why are you here?"

Peter stops and sighs. "I am here to check on the institute."

"You're a terrible liar." Evan sighs. "I mean, I don't really know. I've met you like twice, I can recall."

Peter deflates. "How?"

"Well, we don't actually have security in our graveyard, and she was quite determined. She didn't expect the outcome and kind of got bored of reteaching how to do basic things like talk and walk. She kind of cast me into the sea. I couldn't fight back. I was still trying to figure out my body. Barnabas found me and brought me to America."

"It was a working vacation." Barnabas sighs.

"Right, so uh, I figured things out obviously, and I've been working at Cicada University. I mostly work under Jack since I can keep up not needing to sleep or eat. I also uh..." Evan points to the bolts in his neck. "I kind of glow in the dark. Helps in search and rescue. Please don't tell the others I'm around, I'm happy I ran into you rather than them."

Peter nods. "I apologize for my outburst."

"Why thank you." Elias smiles.

"Not to you." Peter glares at him. "I suppose I am the remaining black sheep of our family then. I shall be at my home if you wish to talk." He turns to Elias. "I don't know what game you're playing, but stop if I have Simon appear on my ship again. I'm going to throw you into the sea." He vanishes in a rolling fog.

"So that's your ex husband." Barnabas raised his brow.

"Currently, ex." Elias sighs. "Although I have no idea what he means, I haven't told Simon to do anything. I've been preoccupied as a start."

Evan blinks. "So you're that Jonah guy everyone hates. Huh..."

"Evan, don't be nosey." Jack motions for him to come, and he does. "Now that that little thing is over, you'll be joining me in artifact storage."

Evan nods. "Of course."

"Ah, right, one more thing, see that small lad." Jack points to Martin, who is neither small nor that young. "That's my boy. Be nice to him and his friends."

Evan blinks. "Oh, uh, right, he's bigger than I imagined..." He shakes his head. "Are we starting today?"

"No, get yourself logged into a computer to do on boarding." Jack sighs. "Formalities are a thing we all need to get through."

Evan nods again and grabs an empty desk.

......

"Your father is fucking terrifying." Tim gasps.

Sasha sighs and rubs her arm. "Tim's right, Martin."

"...are you scared of me?" Martin flinched, ready for the agreement. Instead, he got a hand on his back.

"As long as you are you, I don't think I could be afraid of you." Jon smiles shyly.

Martin blushes and looks away.

"Martin, I can safely say for myself I won't ever be afraid of you, big guy." Tim nudges him playfully. "Besides serious question, Barnabas mentioned something about uh..."

Sasha frowns. "Are you hurting yourself to stop yourself from...." She trails off trying to find the right words.

Martin sighs. "I'm not, I mean, I don't think I am." He frowns. "I know it's a temporary fix, and I'm pretty sure I won't even transform this full moon. I just I'm scared of myself. I don't know how to tame whatever I am. Being a werewolf is so much easier I just I've been masking for so long I don't know what I even look like."

Jon takes a deep breath and grabs Martin's hand. "We can help you through it. I'm becoming a monster too from the fear gods uh the Beholder. We can handle it together."

Martin's face turns bright red. "I could just have Elias bite me.... I uh ok but you guys have to be there for me." He gets even redder when Tim grabs his other hand.

"Of course Marto, we're in this weird shit for the long haul." Tim smiles.

Jon leans on Martin's side that ugly feeling of jealousy ate away at his mind. "Do you know when it will start?"

"I- uh, I mean, uh...." Martin pulls his hands away and walls forward. "I uh tomorrow? With my dad being around its calling to that primal part, er not the right word, my inhumane nature is being pulled to the surface, and my wolf is all but dead. I uh, we don't have work, but uh, you guys can come over to my flat." He waits for the subtle nods before running off from embassment.

"You two need to chill." Sasha covers her face. "Either ask Martin out together or don't. Don't make the poor guy pick."

Jon blinks his brain short circuits not realizing that was an option.

Tim snickers. "Oh bloody hell, thank you, Sasha. Are you sure you're not up for joining?"

"Happily aromantic Tim, but I appreciate the offer. I will see you two at Martin's." Sasha hums. They were idiots but they were her idiots.

......

Two hours is all it took for Peter to decide Elias, or Jonah has been replaced and this man was not him. He first admitted he slept with Barnabas and then apologized for it. He didn't even have to they are still divorced, and he loved to brag about how he fought off loneliness with the other people he brought into their bed. Now he's lying on his chest in bed and hasn't moved. He always wants to talk about his day or his plans. "Who are you?"

Elias tilted his head up, not wanting to move. The slow sound of Peter's heart was calming, and his scent alone made his emotions do all sorts of things. He knew his body was changing, and he had instincts now, but he felt too happy to care. "Jonah." He hums, grabbing Peter's hand. "You didn't listen to any of the messages I sent you." He didn't even sound upset. "I suppose I wouldn't expect that you were pretty upset with me. Can't recall why now, but it doesn't matter. I'll have you as long as you stay. Your scent, your heartbeat, is intoxicating to me."

Peter sat up to annoyed grumbles from Elias staring up at him. "What happened to you?" He couldn't say he hated it because he didn't. His heart ached, and he didn't know what game Jonah was playing. He long threw away hope that this relationship was anything more than sex and conversation.

Elias looked hurt and laid in Peter's lap. "I'm no longer connected to the eye." He reached out and held Peter's other hand. "Supernatural things exist besides the eye, besides the fears. I got myself tangled up in it, and you've seen your cousin brought back from the dead, and your patron hasn't even been able to touch him. Lycantrophy, such an old disease I have been convinced, was just that of mad men. However, I was wrong, and I've been infected it's only the second week, but I know I'm changing. Barnabas was an old comfort someone I used to know, but even after that, I spent an hour in your closet, and it didn't smell like you, and it upset me. I know it's the new hormones and instincts talking from my rational mind, but I would like to listen to your heartbeat again."

"Werewolves? That's a bit farfetched even for you." Peter stops when Elias holds up his arm, revealing the scar he knew wasn't there the last time he was here, and it was not nearly long enough to heal like that. "You were bitten."

"You don't believe me, and I don't seem to care." Elias sits up and hugs Peter's arm. "As out of control as I feel I'm not scared. I feel ok in this madness. Although when it comes to the full moon, I don't want you near me. It's come to my realization that I don't want to hurt you. I don't think I ever wanted to harm you truly. Time makes fools of us all."

Peter swallows, and there's that horrid hope clawing at his chest again. "I'll stay with you the week, and if this is some sort of game, I will never marry you again."

"I suppose I'll take that wager, and if I win." Elias looks up at Peter, green eyes locked to that dull blue. "I would like to have the nights with you when I call. I know you can use the lonely as easy passage from wherever you may be."

Peter knew he had already lost from that request alone. "I accept." He lays back down, and Elias takes his spot back on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. "I suppose I should humor this so-called disease you have. Would you like me to cook you a steak?" He didn't expect Elias's face to light up red as he felt a wet patch on his chest from his drool and a loud growl from his stomach. Oh, he wasn't lying.

Elias sat up, forcing himself to move away and wiping his mouth. "You witness nothing of the sort, and I can make my own food." He gets up, face red as blood as he stomps out and towards the kitchen.

Peter covered his face. When the fuck did Jonah ever act cute? He should follow him, make sure he doesn't burn down the kitchen.

.......

"It's open..." Martin says, sitting on his couch staring at the meat in front of him.

Jon and Tim spilled through the door, and both men tried their best to not look like they were trying to get in first. Tim spoke up first. "Hey Martin, nice place, and uh, are we interrupting?"

Martin frowns and shakes his head. "I have to eat it, dad said cooking it might help me, but I uh don't think I'm ready."

"What is it?" Jon hung up his coat and looked over to the meat, and a name and list of crimes came into his head. He swallows and locks eyes with Martin.

"The eye told you who it is." Martin sighs, hugging his chest. "I can feel the hunger start. My body wants to change, and it doesn't want to cannibalize itself, and I don't want that either to lose whatever human parts I still have left."

Tim gives a soft smile and sits next to Martin. "We're they a good person?" The sharp shake of Martin's head answered that question. "Alright then, don't feel too bad. Do you want us here?"

"Y-yes." Martin pauses as Jon sits on his other side. "I uh ok."

"Do you want us to help?" Jon gives a shy smile as Martin's face lights up red.

"Just stay the both of you." Martin reaches forward and grabs a knife and a fork and cuts into the meat and takes a bite and his eyes light up a he barely chews and goes for a second but and suddenly stops covering his mouth and his hand comes away with a tooth. "Oh...." The hunger seemed to hate his sudden stop, and he went on autopilot and grabbed the meat and tore into it until it was gone and his hands were covered in grease. He came back all too suddenly. Gasping, and he spit out more teeth. He could feel tears prick at his eyes with the overwhelming feeling.

Tim grabbed Martin's arm and smiled. "Breathe, big guy, you're still with us?"

Jon places a hand on Martin's lap. "Do you want me to check your mouth?"

Martin can feel the overwhelming embarrassment cloud his new instincts and that hunger fade. "I uh...." He swallows, and he knew he swallowed a few teeth. He runs his tongue along his new teeth. "I still have teeth."

"I would hope so." Jon muses, reaching out to Martin's jaw. "Let me see."

Martin opens his mouth to show off new bright white teeth sharp and stronger than any metal. He snaps it closed before Jon could touch. "Don't, I don't want to hurt you. I uh, does it look bad?"

"No, I mean, it kind of looks good? They are sharper, but uh, it suits you." Jon smiles nervously, then freezes, spotting Tim's expression. "Tim, what's wrong... oh god, is that blood?"

Tim has let go of Martin and spots the growing red stain on his back. "Martin, are you ok?"

Martin has paled considerable. "I uh...I think..." He can't form words. Nothing made sense, and he couldn't focus. Maybe it did hurt, but he was getting cold and tired. Then everything went black.

......

Martin woke up his body felt different, like he had new parts he didn't really understand yet. He could hear talking.

"Thank you for watching him." That voice was a deep growl. Martin knew that was his father. "I'm glad he has you both to lean on for support. Now I understand the three of you in a relationship can be difficult, but it's not a new concept. I just want to warn you that Martin will be dangerous, just not to you both. Nature of the beast and things, I tend to get protective, and I know he has inherited that, at least."

"Will he still look like himself? I don't want him to feel trapped in his body." A softer voice that was Jon.

A deep laugh from Jack. "My, aren't you an adorable tiny thing. He will be able to control his form at will unless he doesn't eat, which, again, I can not reiterate that enough to make sure he eats properly. He doesn't have the resources I do back in America, so he can't exactly keep a surplus in a chest freezer in this tiny space."

"Are you sure about the people? I mean, about the food situation, are they truly bad?" That was Tim he was lacking his carefree tone.

"I assure you where I get the meat is from the worst, ask Jon he has the eye who was the man I left for him." Jack pauses for a moment. "Actually, don't you look like you'll pass out yourself. Let's just say children are much safer now."

"Oh...." Tim sighs. "Ok, can we do anything now?"

"Now?" Jack pauses again, and Martin can picture him scratching his beard. "When he wakes, just don't touch the new parts they tend to be sensitive. Also, be kind. I know this is overwhelming he's done his very best to hide from it, and I don't blame him. Just let him rest. Maybe don't tell him I was here. He hates it when I just show up unannounced. I tend to overwhelm him, trying to comfort him, Evan says I'm worse than a mother Hen, which doesn't make sense if you've raised chickens. Vicious creatures, but I'm getting off track. Give him my regards and just keep an eye on him."

Martin wanted to argue to get him to stay to apologize, but his mouth wouldn't move, and his body felt exhausted again, and he could feel sleep pulling him back.

"Oh, one more thing if either of you break his heart , I will make sure your death won't be enough relief." Jack hums.

.....

Elias sat up on the couch next to Peter. "Someone is at the door."

Peter raised his brow. "And how do you figure? You aren't under the Beholder anymore."

"Smells like ozone, and....." Elias pauses, shutting his eyes. "Static." He frowns and sneezes. "And something with rye."

Peter blinks as a woosh of wind, and the familair smell of ozone comes through and a sense of vertigo. He frowns as he sees Simon enter through the open window.

"Oh my, I never have to make my own entrance. Did you get into a fight with your patron?" Simon chuckles, tapping his cane against the floor.

Elias bares his teeth, not really understanding why he is doing it.

Peter looks between Simon and Elias, and he knows enough about dogs to realize Elias sees Simon as a threat to him. He lets out a soft laugh and pats Elias's head.

Elias huffs. "Don't patronize me, Peter." Peter can see how pleased the man actually is at the simple gesture.

"Right, ah, did you two marry again? My I should have gotten flowers. Now the reason I'm here is that you've been slacking on your end, Jonah." Simon frowns when Elias just glares at him.

"I've been preoccupied." Elias huffs with what sounds like a growl.

Simon lowers his glasses and waves his cane, then stops he does the motion again, and he replaces his annoyed expression for one of confusion.

Elias sneezes at the smell that seems to gather around Simon only stronger. He rubs his nose, annoyed. "Will you stop that? I swear you're being quite annoying."

Peter raised his brow, matching Simon's confusion. "Elias, you're not falling."

Simon steps back. "What has happened to you?"

Elias shrugs, not wanting to talk about his situation. "It doesn't matter what happened to me. I would like you to not just barge in here demanding things. I quite like to spend my days off relaxing."

Simon looks at Peter. "What did he do?"

"Honestly, I'm still trying to figure that out." Peter stiffens as Elias crawls into his lap. He was guarding Peter, and Peter could feel him vibrate with a low growl, and he couldn't help but think this was adorable. He rubbed his partner's back. "You should probably go."

Simon nods. "I shall inform the others of this new perdictament. Congratulations on the new power, Jonah." He vanishes through the window as Elias sneezes again.

"Don't like him." Elias huffs, resting his head on Peter's shoulder.

Peter rubs Elias's back. "Alright, my scary guard dog, get off of my lap."

"....no." Elias buries his face in the crook of Peter's neck.

Peter can feel Elias's teeth graze his skin, and he sighs. "I'm not in the mood."

"Don't wanna do that now." Elias huffs. "Don't know what I want, just want to be with you."

Peter can feel his patron praise him. He didn't quite understand why, but he was doing something right. His thoughts come to a screeching halt as Elias licks his neck. "Jonah!"

Elias hums happily.

Peter groans, knowing he wasn't going to get a clear answer from the other man. He realized Elias probably has no fucking clue what he is doing. He needs to reach out to Evan he probably knows what is going on.

.......

A good night rest didn't change the odd behavior as yesterday. Elias has only gotten worse, and Peter was basically carrying him to the kitchen. "Jonah, you're acting like a child."

Elias huffs and continues to cling to Peter as he makes breakfast. "I merely wish to be close to you." He growls again and Peter knew it meant someone besides him was nearby.

"Elias." Peter sighs.

"Peter, it's Evan." Elias, let's go of Peter shaking his head. "I wasn't warned just how strong this damn thing will get." He rubs his nose, seemingly annoyed. "I want extra bacon." He mutters trotting off to the front door.

Peter blinks in, surprised he has never seen Jonah answer the door in anything other than a suit, and now he's just in his pajamas, silk and flowy but still fancier than his own boxers. He had to ask Evan about this. He was pulled away from his thoughts as Elias came back, guiding his cousin inside.

"I'm sorry I didn't realize how early it is." Evan looks away from his cousin just in boxers and an apron. "I don't tend to track time as much since I don't actually need to sleep... or eat... or, well, a lot of normal things."

Peter raised his brow. "It's 8am. it's not that early." He hums as Elias glares at him.

"Because to him, he's used to his ship." Elias huffs, sitting himself down at the kitchen table.

Peter smiled softly at that. Oh Forsaken, did he really miss Elias this bad? Even with this odd behavior? Did that make him want Elias even more? His patron seemed to giggle at him, happy at his flustered thoughts. He wasn't even that close to his patron from what his parents say along with the rest of the family. He doesn't even realize he's semi corporatel until his hand goes through the frying pan. It was as if the Forsaken themselves wanted to stop him from the falsehoods.... wait, were they communicating with him? He knew the answer was yes. He gives a heavy sigh and focuses cracking eggs into the pan, letting the bacon greese act as butter.

Evan pauses and gasps, pulling his backpack around. "Ah yes, sorry, Barnabas asked me to bring you some things, Jonah."

"Elias." Elias corrects with a raised brow as a few books are pushed forward along with a bag and a chew toy. He stares at the chew toy, and he can feel his jaw ache. He grabs all of them and notices the books are handwritten journals and a sticky note on top of each says the name who wrote them and it's experiences with lycantrophy and logs from before and after first turnings. "Thank you, Evan."

"Oh right, Elias, and yeah, no problem. Barnabas said you should get acquainted with your new abilities, changes, and instincts, but uh, in a more crude language. I also got a book for you, too, Peter." Evan smiles and hands over a book to Peter.

Peter raised his brow, staring at the cover. 'A werewolf mate what to expect'. "Do I need this?"

"Yes." Evan didn't hesitate.

Peter sighs and plates Elias's food, handing it to the man who is already reading through one of the books. He watches Elias eat with his free hand, too engrossed in the book to even grab a fork. He grabs the book from the counter. "How are you, Evan?"

"I'm ok. Weird to see family again, I mean, I did want to get to know you. I wanted to see the other black sheep of our family. I just never got a chance before well. Uh, this." Evan motions vaguely to himself.

Peter nods. "I see."

"Uh, I do have to ask. Will you be here during the full moon?" Evan tilts his head like he already knows the answer.

"Elias asked me not to." Peter hums, starting to eat his small plate of food.

"Yeah, that probably won't work." Evan glances over to Elias, who hasn't even noticed them talking about him. "He bonded to you even without sex... uh, I know that because he hasn't marked you with his teeth. Werewolves tend to get wildly protective. You already seem to know that, but what I'm trying to say is that you being here will minimize any sort of danger a newly turned wolf can do. It's only been two weeks, and as you can see, his instincts are fresh and incredibly strong. I don't even think he realizes his new behaviors."

Peter watches Elias reach for more food, but his plate is empty, so he just licks his fingers and huffs. "Will they go away?"

"Oh never, but he'll be able to control them better after the first full moon. Right now, think if him as a toddler and his feral mind hasn't exactly been playing nice with his sane human mind as they slowly merge. He's not even paying attention to us, and I think that's not normal for him. I don't actually know, but I would be uncomfortable or annoyed if people were talking about me in front of me and think I didn't notice." Evan watches Elias flip through his book as if he was the only one in the room. "Although if you left, he would follow and come back to his senses. I just finished a course on werewolves and turnings and mates and bonds. Jack is still trying his best to catch me up on the more common supernatural beings I'll encounter."

Peter pauses his gaze, moving between Evan and Elias. "Can I get him to stop? He's gotten quite clingy."

"You can try biting him, but uh, that wouldn't be appropriate with me here. Again, I don't really know how you handle that kind of stuff, and I can't really do it anymore , so I don't know. I also can tell the Forsaken has claimed you as their child. I do get some perks of being the living dead. I'm like an outsider looking in. I can't affect them, and they can't affect me. However, I can see kind of like the Beholder, but I guess differently. All I know is that you're basically one with the Forsaken it's as much you as you are it. If that makes any sort of sense, I can't see where you start, and they end, and it's starting to affect them now. I seriously never understood how you're the black sheep. You gave the Forsaken humanity or, at the very least, attachment issues, which is quite ironic. I mean, it has happened before, hence why the Web and the End are so human like and don't actually want to have a ritual. Unlike them, though, the Forsaken has figured out how to not let their favorite die. I'm going to have to ask Jack what that is exactly because I wouldn't even consider you an avatar." Evan blinks and looks away. "I'm sorry. I tend to ramble. I never did break that habit."

Peter stares down at his hands. How old was he? He doesn't even recall seeing the family records he wasn't in there. He always assumed they excluded him because they hated how social he was. He knew he wasn't as old as Jonah, and there was a 70-year gap between them, but how old was Jonah. He freezes as Elias crawls into his lap.

"I can hear the gears turn in your head." Elias huffs already on the second book. "I swear control your fog, or I will do that for you."

"How did you know?" Peter raised his brow but couldn't help but relax having an anchor. An anchor that also pleased his patron. He had a feeling he knew why. He never really thought he needed one, and he probably didn't, but he was attached to Jonah.

"Just did." Elias starts to eat the unfished food on Peter's plate, not caring to use a fork like a fussy toddler.

Peter sighs and raises his brow at Evan, who just shrugged. "Right Elias aren't you going to use a fork?"

"Mmh?" Elias pauses his brain, finally catching up with his body. "What am I doing?" He blinks, finally waking up in a sense and pulls himself off Peter to clean his hands and stomp away to get dressed muttering to himself.

"As I said, he's got two minds at the moment, and one isn't playing fair, and they won't be in sync until we'll after the full moon." Evan sighs. "You should probably read that book, and uh, are you really ok with this? I know it can be a bit much, and if you really want, it's early enough, and I can convince Barnabas to take over."

Jealousy was something Peter never took serious, he never understood how Jonah was jealous if he even spoke to other people, let alone that man was always jealous of his first mate. Now he actually felt it he knew the history between the two and like fucking hell he will let that man take his Jonah away. He let out a breath through his nose, and it was just fog. "Elias is mine, Evan. I will get used to the new changes." He relaxes and leans back. "I apologize for the outburst."

Evan raised his brow. Peter never even raised his voice. He knew what it was like growing up on their family he just forgot how horrid it was and how he clung to the freedom he had. "It's ok to be attached to your loved ones. He obviously feels the same way. It's nice to have that."

"Thank you." Peter gets up to head to his room to get dressed. "I shall be back down shortly."

Evan nodded and knew that wouldn't happen.

......

"Don't touch it!"

"It looks so soft, though."

"Don't touch him. You'll wake him!"

Martin furrows his brows and finally is able to open his eyes. He can move his head to see Tim and Jon arguing beside him in his bed. He can smell dried blood, and he pushes himself up and feels a weight on his back. He looks back to see two massive furry wings. The patterns remind him of spider webs. He can flex them, and then he can feel them slide back into his back like they were never there. He, of course, can still feel them and take them out, but he felt comfortable. He noticed a fluffy tail. It was soft, but trying to feel the actual tail, he could feel hidden spines under the fur. He looks back to see the two still arguing and hasn't noticed he was up. "Uh..... you can touch if you want. I mean, be careful. I feel spines under my fur?"

Tim blinks and reaches forward. The fur was soft, and he could feel the spines and knew it would be bad to put pressure on it. "You think they are venomous?"

Martin tilts his head focusing. "I uh, maybe? I can make the spines smaller, but uh, I don't know. I don't want to test it. Jon... are you ok? I mean, uh, did you both stay over?"

"I mean, we weren't going to leave you alone." Jon gives a nervous smile. "We wanted to make sure you were ok."

Martin blushes. "I, uh, thank you both of you seriously. I really am glad you both are here with me." He refrains from mentioning that he heard the earlier conversation. "How long I was out?"

"A day and a half, the sun just set." Tim smiles softly. "We uh made you dinner with the special meat. Thought you would be hungry."

Martin nods. "Yeah, and uh, can you guys burn these blankets."

Jon nods. "Yeah, I can handle that or your roommate. He seems like a cool guy, and he did mention he's been in statements."

"Oh Gerry, yeah, he's cool helps pay the rent. He's also a good friend he's actually older than me. Even if it doesn't seem, it vampires stop aging after they are turned." Martin sighs. "Thank you guys again."

Tim smiles and grabs Martin's hand. "Come on time to eat big guy then clean up."

Jon huffs. "Tim, maybe you should ask Martin what he wants first!"

Martin giggles. "You two are acting cute."

The two other men blush and look away from each other.

......

[changingplumbob]

To which of your OC's characters would you entrust your own cat? 😼

Oh this requires more thinking than I would have thought. My first pick would be my man James because he's a cat lover. BUT my beautiful cat has social anxiety and likes to hide around strangers. As much as I love James he is an elder and I don't think he'd be up to checking under all the beds for her. Plus he would smell like Hamlet and Gertrude which would freak my cat out. Alexander is an animal lover but like James he'd smell of their cats.

The Chopra's would obviously look after her well, they have an entire Noah's ark situation after all, they know how to care for animals. BUT you know Savannah and Mercedes would not be letting her have a moment peace so that's out to. She's 12 and over being pestered.

Hmm… I want to say Devin, I really do, but let's be real. She's too loud for my scaredy cat. Lots of my sims are pretty loud. Who is quiet? Samir! But he's a werewolf and I'm pretty sure that would freak her out...

I'd have to go with Keira! She's one of my most quiet sims, virtues of being a loner. She's also a perfectionist so you know she would never miss a meal or med time (yes my cat is now on arthritis medication). Plus being a geek she'd likely have the tv going which would put my cat at ease. She'd have to try and get Marta to not squeal in delight at my cat, but big hearted Marta would be considerate.

[vickozone]

The Magnus Archives

-S1 Notes-

I took notes on every episode in season one. I thought some of y’all would find it interesting. Oh well.

Fanart may or may not be coming soon.

next notes ->

Handwriting translated below:

#1 Anglerfish

#2 Casket (don’t open) delivery

#3 Creepy gay guy (neighbor)

#4 Book (old head-shaven woman)

#5 teeth & dolls

#6 Laid (worms)

#7 battlefield piper

#8 House building, bleeding tree guy

#9 creepy dad murderer

#10 homeless vamp killer

#11 Guy that dreamed Gertrude’s death

#12 Hospital.

#13 First side character, graveyard dead fiancée chic

#14 Guy kept loosing limbs (cardboard curse)

#15 ooo cave spooky (audio scared me)

#16 SPIDERS

#17 Book 2, boneturner’s tale

#18 meat stapler upstairs

#19-20 cannibal possessed priest

#21 the sky ate my son, also, Martin’s first appearance

#22 Martin is “spookied”

#23 Letter to Jonah Magnus

#24 doll & organ

#25 Religious Girl weird

#26 MICHAEL

#27 Night nocturnal intrusion dementia

#28 YouTube bloggers (BuzzFeed Unsolved)

#29 Man escapes death by becoming death??

#30 Butcher meat. IDK

#31 werewolf in America (Jon also sings)

#32 Jane is scary and Jon sounds genuinely terrified (scared me)

#33 First Tim interaction + bald head boat

#34 Dr is scared of his students

#35 idk, something underground + Robert Smirk + Jon got a package

#36 sick nursing home + lighter gift + fear + table (from ep3?)

#37 Forest checker that burned (Gertrude photo)

#38 antiques and Jon running for his lif- RUN

#39 THEY’RE EVERYWHERE Sasha + Martin is GONE

#40 Gertrude was murdered

[meteor752]

Who are “the kids”?

My friend, at this point it’s better that you just see for yourself of what’s going on with them than ask for a recap, because whew a lot has happened

But quick rundown, the kids were created when I had the idea of an au where in double life, they didn’t just share their life with their soulmates but also a child. The AU was more about how the couples would be as parents and less about the kids themselves, and their personalities were mostly made to fit fun scenarios

But then people liked that post a lot, and wanted to know more, so here we are

There’s Liana, the Scar + Grian child, who’s a business woman with wings but can’t fly, also she’s half watcher, has lost a foot plus half her eyesight, has heavy trauma from watching her dad die in front of her,is a superhero, and became Pixl’s adopted daughter ish, also her and Jassy are married

There’s Wes, the BDubs + Impulse child, who’s a gentle giant, but more in the way that he’s constantly stressed out, and he has a lot of OCD and anxiety, a bad relationship with both of his dads, a real passion for mining, and is engaged to Jekiv. Their relationship is a whole mess too

There’s Gertrude, the Rendog + BigB child, who’s a pretty chill redstoner with a big passion and love for classic fairytales and princesses, also she’s a werewolf but kept that a secret from her mentor for a while, also she caught her dad cheating when she was like ten, and she wears sunglasses so much that she’s near blind because of the light when she takes them off, and she’s dating Novo

Johnny, the Tango + Jimmy child, who’s like a pure southern country boy, very sweet and kind and friendly, plays the banjo and absolutely adores goats, he had an absolutely awful time after double life ended, and he suffers from major codependency issues to his dads, also he becomes an explorer with his horse Butternut, and he can speak to wardens, and he’s aromantic.

Jassy, the Etho + Joel child, who’s a pun loving ninja with a huge identity problem, has a lot of anime traits including the crazy hair that changes every day, is also a little green in some places because ogre, has a whole arc of figuring out who she was and wanted to be, is a huge horror fan, was a pirate for a while, she has a rough ass relationship with Joel, and she’s married to Liana.

Jekiv, the Cleo + Martyn child, who’s a monotone pastel clad half zombie with more daddy issues than all the bat kids combined, he has a lot of zombie traits that affect his day to day life, he kept a journal after his parents death, he became a necromancer for the heck of it, gore and corpses is his favorite thing in the world apart from frogs, and he’s engaged to Wes.

Novo, the Pearl + Scott child, who’s more nutty that a peanut in a nut factory, used to be a total momma’s boy but now hates both of his parents, loves the aesthetic of running mascara and has been doing it since he was eleven, has an accent that no one can understand, became a bard without being able to play an instrument or sing, and managed to become incredibly rich just by people paying him to shut up and go away, and he’s dating Gertrude.

This does not even cover the Hermitpires thing, the separation arc, the death ending, their many costume alternatives, the villain au, the Sklizzumbo children, Lily the Warden, and a lot more. So just like, check out the #double life fankids tag on my blog, most of it should be found there

[randompajamaalt]

siiiigh

well. Today is the day.

October 1st.

It’s Halloween.

and I’m about to assign every TMA character I can think of a Halloween costume.

Jon - Vampire, Velma from Scooby Doo, Sheldon from Big Bang Theory, or a cheesy “nerd” costume

Martin - Werewolf or Shaggy from Scooby Doo

Tim - Mulder from The X Files, Sheet ghost, Inflatable Dinosaur costume, Fred from Scooby Doo, or Sokka from ATLA

Sasha - Scully from The X Files, Safari Explorer, Jurassic Park worker(matching with Tim), Daphne from Scooby Doo, or Katara from ATLA

Elias - Dr. Frankenstein(matching with Peter)

Peter Lukas - Frankenstein’s Monster

Michael Shelley - Some obscure movie or book character

Michael Distortion - a door or the boogeyman from nightmare before Christmas

Gerry - A sheet ghost, a bat, or an alt music artist of some kind

Melanie - Sheet ghost, mummy, Ghostface, or Michael Myers

Georgie - Fancy witch, perhaps a cat. Or a Greek goddess

Basira - ..probably just a cop

Daisy - Werewolf or a cop

Jane Prentiss - A worm. Or perhaps a zombie

Agnes - Either a cheesy Jesus costume or an insanely detailed Artemis costume

Mike Crew - Jack Frost

Gertrude - Ripley from the Alien movies

Annabelle - Gwen Stacy from spider verse

Nikola - A normal human woman from the 80’s

NotSasha - Original Sasha

Jude - A classic demon

Oliver - The Grim Reaper, maybe a skeleton

Callum Brodie - Michael Myers, Ghostface, etc

Manuela - A fancy moon or stars costume, something cosmic and fancy and detailed

Trevor Herbert - Zombie

Julia Montauk - Zombie

okay… hhrruughhh… I think that’s everyone… hhhhhh…… I’ll probably end up updating this later

lmk if there are any better well known Halloween stories from the uk since most of these are american since well. I’m american

[bunnimew]

We were tagged by @9haharharley1 and @overmooneleven who could not have foreseen what a production this was going to turn into 😂 Thank you!!

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

*Gets out the record player* There's required listening while scrolling this list...

Now that the mood has been appropriately set, here we go!

Warm Bodies 10 Edit9It'sYourBoyJackFrostAightSo High Seas Hijinks pt 2 Android Pitch Neon Ideas Von Kaiser Mix Tape If you don't dance, no romance Jack Frost and the Quest for the Stanley Cup Let Your Conscience Be Your Guide YA Novel Merman/Nature Elf Baby It's Cold Inside Everything but the fresher sink Halloween bodyswap Saiyuki Fantasy AU Coffee and Fruit Snacks Untitled Document Blackice ABOlive Garden Concerned Neighbor AU Obsolete Force Monsters Donut Saga 2022 RotG Bingo RotG Bingo 2021 Free Day Light Magic Soulmate AU Sleight of Hand Android AU Wing fic space vampire arranged marriage fake ppl scifi book pogo kylux AU Hope Week 2022 Let's Play AU Clydeland Ghost roommate Omega hux Techwear AU Original magic apocalypse Holiday kylux Pink hair hux Goose steals the staff Quarantine Kylux twitfic college au ST/Kylux Omega hux sequel cyborg hux Fuck this I'm outtie hux Loud AF kylux Loud AF blackice Every floor is Loud AF Loud AF Zag and Than Angel/Demon AU Gymnast hux Parkour hux 5 times hux blows kylo A/B/O Hades Kylux A/B/Olive Garden Disney Princess Hux Hutt slave Mitaka Femlux Afterlife Bloom Halloween2020 sen aid + sen kid kylux Trivia and Other Flirtations Gertrude Pink hair Jack + Hux Teacher/Teacher Merge ST and EU frank/strange Bingo Fancy Dinner Matchmaker Cape Selection AU Senate Takeover Manny Moonbear's Pizzaria Guardians in Black Party fancy pitch Jasper/Lapis Suzalulu week 2016 horror ideas Untitled Terminator Game Terminator Ideas Frank/Strange coffee shop au Ideas for erotic stabbing Suzalulu week 2017 Zell birthday Gratuitous sleepytime Lulu the professional hand model au Peter has two dads au RotG Coffee shop AU Veelamate AU Sorceress Jack Guardian of the D Blanket Scenario i think Saiyuki bang 10k Clover AU Wizards unite AU X/1999/RotG [Redacted] Pitch's New Groove PoGo AU spacerace magic repo RotGRepo! Colormate AU Overqualified Merlin Caffeine and High Fructose Corn Syrup O2: Teammates Spideypool Bingo 2019 B1: Personal Trainer Spideypool Bingo 2019 Spideypool fairy AU Tie fix Soulmate tattoo AU 3 5 10 AU idea Silent Hill AU O1: Met at the Dog Park Spideypool Bingo 2019 ff8 werewolf au Buffate 2 Kink series Dance All Night Let Me and Your Body Talk Pounded in the Butt by the Physical Manifestation of the Fear That I Will Never be Good Enough While He Tells me I am Good Enough Also He's British  Silent Hill AU Bathtime Evening Horror Husbands Fic art 1 Morning cuddle Fic art 2 Spinel Jack Cover art Croptops Spiderman kiss Gargoyles

We literally do not know as many people as we have WIPs. I'd have to pull out the yearbook and start tagging people from high school and we're not going to do that. But we do have to tag @seekerseekingsomething for reasons they will understand and @askmyname @quillienvii @pheasantmadness for Other Unsaid Reasons ❤

[danceworshipper]

Alexis Hornstagle - HPHL Character Profile

Alexis exists in a universe with 3 other ocs: Esme, Joshua, and Lukas

profile template is my own

Appearance Settings: Face 14, Skin tone 11, Hair/eyebrow color 5, Eye color 22, Complexion 4, Freckles 1, Scars 4, Hair style 12, Eyebrow shape 13, Voice 2

Personal

Backstory: Alexis was a normal muggle until the Incident - a werewolf found its way to her family gardens and attacked her soon after her 15th birthday, leaving her to die all alone. Luckily she was found by her poodle, who alerted the entire neighborhood. Alexis was treated by the family doctor, though how she survived is anyone's guess - perhaps the doctor knew something others didn't. Her first transformation the next month caused a violent magical outburst, after which she was taken away by the Ministry and experimented on, then later enslaved. She was allowed to return home shortly before her admittance to Hogwarts

Full Name: Alexis Gertrude Hornstagle

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Birthday: October 16th, 1874

Birthstone: Opal

Zodiac Sign: Libra

Blood Status: "Awakened" Muggle, werewolf

3 Positive Traits:

- Quick learner

- Ride or die loyalty

- Charming

3 Negative Traits:

- Self-obsessed

- Hot headed

- Materialistic

Appearance

Voice: Deep, clear

Eye Color: Blue

Hair Color: Dark brown

Hair Style: Sleek bob with slight waves, left parted

Skin Tone: Tan, ruddy

Freckles/Spots: None

Scars: Scratches and bites all over. Very obvious scratch across left side of face

Piercings/Tattoos: None

Height: 5'3"

Physique: Long torso, just on the other side of thin, strong

Clothing Style: Regal, expensive, flattering, imposing. The only plain items in her wardrobe are the black gloves she wears at all times, with a rune stamped into the leather [blue riding clothes, dark arts gloves, legendary cape]

Magic

Wand: Hawthorn, 12.5", supple, dragon heartstring [spiral, ash brown, pink swirl arrow handle]

Broom: Wind Whisp

Boggart Form: A terrible, vicious werewolf with no full moon in sight

Amortentia (to others): Pine trees, soft blankets, and oranges

Amortentia (to her): Currently fire, hair product, and wildflowers. Later expensive cologne, dusty carpet, and melon

Patronus: Raven

Mirror of Erised: Her innocent eleven year old self smiling up at her, donned in Hogwarts Robes. This girl never had to be turned into a Dark Creature to awaken her magic

Werewolf Capabilities:

- Full wolf transformation during a full moon. Will attack anyone in sight if not properly restrained

- Enhanced hearing and sense of smell, more so around a full moon

- Night vision

- Sharp teeth

- Increased stamina

Inherent Magic:

- Ancient Magic capabilities

Extra Talents:

- Can cast nonverbally

- Can cast wandlessly if she removes her gloves, which is only allowed in emergencies

- Strong affinity for the Dark Arts

- Healing magic on others requires no spells/potions

Hogwarts

House: Hufflepuff

Quidditch: She's a decent enough flier and her heightened senses would give her an advantage, but her assignments and the full moon make being on a team impossible

Grades: Average. She's struggling to catch up

Favorite Class: History of Magic (she manages to find it fascinating, even if she reads the books on her own time and pays no attention in class like everyone else)

Least Favorite Class: Charms (as sweet as he is, Professor Ronen's lessons tend to give her pounding headaches due to the noise level)

Favorite Professor: Eleazar Fig (her mentor, and someone who always spoke out against how she was treated both in school and out)

Least Favorite Professor: Bai Howin (is not very subtle about wanting to study Alexis and almost accidentally reveals the secret many times)

Family

Mother: Laura Hornstagle, née Thompson, a woman who is sweet as can be to her family but suspicious and distrusting of everyone else

Father: Deacon Hornstagle, a well known lord with high public opinion whose work pulls him from his children far too often

Siblings: (all muggles)

- Prudence, 13, an outgoing sweetheart who is perfectly content to spend her days wandering the towns and gossiping

- Samantha, 10, a know-it-all bookworm who can't believe how lucky her sister is to get to study magic in a castle

- Augustus, 5, a sneaky troublemaker who always shares his loot amongst his sisters in exchange for their silence

- Olivia, 4, a somehow even sneakier little thing who can do absolutely no wrong in her parents' eyes

"Father" Figure: Faris Spavin, Minister of Magic, the man who owns Alexis and could at any moment call for her execution. Over the years he ends up fond of her, becoming kinder and granting her more freedoms - though she's still his soldier, and will never be released while he's in charge. Throughout her life as a soldier, Alexis is taught magic so dark that most people aren't even aware it exists. She is forced to do dirty work and put herself into situations where she's highly unlikely to survive. She's treated as subhuman because in the Ministry's eye, she is. Most dehumanizing, however, is how Alexis is forced to take sterilization potions from the moment she is "recruited" - though as she grows older, she comes to be very, very grateful for those potions. A werewolf could never carry a pregnancy to term, and she would never want to pass the curse on anyway

Pets: Creatures tend to be afraid of Alexis. The ones in the Vivariums grow used to her, but the only animal who truly likes her is her poodle, Lady, who she got just before the Incident. Lady found Alexis bleeding out on the ground and attempted to lick her wounds, accidentally forming a blood connection and becoming her familiar - this extends Lady's lifespan considerably, and allows them to communicate instinctually. This connection allowed Alexis to send Lady for help

Family Dynamic: The Hornstagles are beloved members of their community because of how in touch with the commoners they are. There are no hidden dark secrets - they truly are a lovely, close knit family that Alexis wishes she didn't put in danger by existing

Friendships

Introverted or Extroverted: Extroverted

Best Friend: Adelaide Oakes

- The first to introduce herself to the new girl and take a chance on her. Adelaide is sweet and doesn't pry, which is something Alexis appreciates immensely. They take care of each other and help each other with both personal issues and schoolwork. Adelaide and Alexis have 'sleepovers' often, which really just means sharing a bed and eating candy together while giggling

Frenemy: Natsai Onai

- Natty and Alexis get along well, they really do. It's just that Natty thinks Alexis is a coward for not fighting back against the Minister's orders, and Alexis thinks Natty is remarkably naive for someone who has seen the types of horrors that come with situations like the ones they all face. They can't seem to get past this

Friend She Didn't Expect: Is "any of them" a cop out answer?

- Alexis was pretty damn sure that someone like her - covered in scars, a mysterious past, a tangible dark aura, constant absences that no one will explain - would never have any friends in a place like Hogwarts. She's proven wrong

List of Good Friends:

- Lukas Froll

- Ominis Gaunt

- Joshua Jimmensong

- Sirona Ryan

- Sebastian Sallow

- Esme Taelceon

- Helen Thistlewood

- Sacharissa Tugwood

Romance

Past Partners: A couple of innocent young loves that simply weren't meant to be

Current Status: Single, crushing hard on Sebastian Sallow

Future Partner: Ominis Gaunt

Her Type: Someone who values their chosen family above all else and will do anything for them

Future

On July 4th, 1893, Alexis and Ominis are married. Ominis' parents, shockingly, approved the match themselves, though not for any noble reason; it was purely for the personal gain promised by the Minister. The two are married in a muggle ceremony as well to appease Alexis' parents a few days later (and Ominis' never find out, despite both of his siblings attending)

In 1895, Alexis grows bold enough to waltz into Azkaban and free Sebastian. Supposedly, the Minister ordered for his release. He did no such thing, though he agrees to let Alexis owe him a rather large favor when he discovers what she's done. Sebastian is a broken man now, and doesn't leave the room he's given in Alexis and Ominis' home for over a year other than occasionally stepping out to gaze at the stars

In 1903, Minister Spavin steps down and Venusia Crickerly is voted into office. The new Minister releases Alexis' contract, though keeps her under employment as an Unspeakable. The job is the same but she is allowed much more freedom

In 1906, Alexis and Ominis flee the country with their nieces after Ominis' sister Lilith is killed. They set up in America with very minimal contact to anyone back home - Alexis is now considered feral and Aurors are authorized to kill on sight, and Ominis has been disowned, not to mention the technical kidnapping. Either of them could be killed if the wrong people find out where they are, especially Ominis' brother Marvolo

[too-much-tma-stuff]

Tma fanfic request- werewolf gerry taken into an animal shelter as 'large injured dog' getting adopted/fostered by person of your choosing

Gerry had known this was coming really, no matter how smart he was he was sort of bound to have animal control called on him at some point. he was smart, and he tried to stay out of the way, but his transformations weren't anywhere near as predictable as media made it seem. It happened more closer to the full moon but he couldn't always predict it which was why sometimes he was the large dog lost in town.

This hadn't been the first time that he had had animal control called on him, but this was the first time that they had caught him. He had to give the dog catcher some credit, he'd had to be very clever to corner Gerry. Though if he had really been willing to hurt the human he still would have gotten away, well, here he was. Here being a kennel in the local animal shelter with no fingers to unlatch the door of the cage and let himself out. He had to get out though, or he might get caught turning back into a human!

He paced back and forth in the little space he had, trying to think. He stopped abruptly and his perked up when he heard voices coming his way. "Honestly Tim you can't keep going on like this," Someone hissed angrily. "Having a pet will do you good, make you think about something other then how the ~universe has wronged you~," he sounded very exasperated.

"Great, it's not enough that we're all going to get hunted and die by crazy monsters, I have to get an innocent animal involved. When it gets full of worms I'm going to make you deal with it," the other man drawled, peeking Gerry's interest even more. These two *must* have been touched by the dread powers, would they recognize him?

Two tall men came around the corner, one dark haired and slim, conventionally attractive features made interesting by what looked like pockmark scars on visible skin. The other was blond and broader, they were both looking annoyed but the dark haired one was straight up angry. They both paused when they saw Gerry, he was sitting staring back at them, ending up in a staring match with the dark hared one, Tim?

"See? Don't you think a dog like that might even make you feel safer?" The blond asked, gesturing at Gerry and glaring at Tim.

Tim, now looking stubborn and sulky. "What's he going to do against the worms, martin?"

"Jane Prentiss is dead and burned," Martin said, rolling his eyes. And wasn't that interesting news? "We're being hunted by doors and mannequins now, do keep up."

"Ya and our freaky boss."

"Well a dog could help with the boss couldn't it?!" Martin shot back and Tim sighed.

"Fine, but just to make you shut up. And when something eventually kills me you'd better take care of it." He snapped before stomping off.

Alright, this was going better then expected, it seemed like he was about to be 'adopted' by someone who might actually understand his situation. Not only that but... he'd been without a hunting partner since Gertrude died, and he missed Pack. Could these two, or at least the angry one be Pack?

It wasn't long before the two came back with a attendant babbling about how Gerry shouldn't be adopted yet! He'd only just come in, he hadn't seen the vet and he'd shown signs of aggression during pick up. Martin was all sweet smiles and comforting words now, talking circles around the attendant while Tim continued to sulk.

When the attendant handed Martin the lead Martin handed it to Tim, who eyed it uncertainly before stepping into the kennel. Gerry sat still, watching Tim, he wasn't the biggest fan of leashes besides in some very specific circumstances, but this was his best shot for getting out of the shelter and through this experience without getting caught and experimented on.

Tim made a 'huh' sound and then clipped the lead to the collar they'd managed to wrestle onto Gerry. He smiled a little and patted Gerry's head, who didn't try to stop his tail wagging a little as he leaned into the petting, it did feel good. "Well alright then, I guess I'm going to have to figure out a name for you," Tim said thoughtfully and Gerry huffed, making him smile a little wider.

"We'll make sure he goes to a vet I promise," Martin is telling the worker reassuringly as he waves to Tim who comes out of the kennel with Gerry trotting at his side.

Martin relaxed once they were in the car and only then did Gerry notice he'd been tense, he was good as that, was he web? Tim got into the backseat with Gerry while Martin was in the front starting the car.

Finally out of the kennel and feeling safe Gerry noticed how long the day had been. He was exhausted, and he wanted these two to be pack, they felt safe. He lay down and put his head in Tim's lap, the human made a slightly startled sound and then relaxed, starting to pet Gerry's fur again, missing the knowing look Martin gave him.

It felt nice, and as Tim started to test out names and Gerry ignored or growled at them it felt natural. Martin and Tim started playing a sort of hot and cold game, trying to figure out what Gerry's name would be, it was sort of fun. And when eventually they got it Gerry's ears perked and his tail thumped against the car seat as it wagged.

"Gerry it is!" Tim laughed, scratching behind Gerry's ear. "Welcome to the madhouse Gerry. I wonder how Jon would feel about me bringing a dog to the Archives."

The archives? Wasn't that where Gertrude had worked as well? What a small world, well that made them even better potential pack didn't it?

"Oh he wouldn't like it," Martin said absently.

"Martin," Tim said, suddenly delighted. "Have you brought a dog into the Archive before?"

"W-well I didn't mean to," Martin stuttered, blushing brightly, flustered as Tim started to pester him for the story.

Gerry would have said it felt like home if his home had ever been happy, as it was it felt better then home.