#I wonder if everyone can guess Alexander is personality

[ash-apalone-ferox]

Ok so this is Asher and Alexander I really like how Alexander turns out and he's my first male oc for this fandom lol I don't know why but I just seem to like designing girls

Here are Ashers or Alexanders links with just them and their stuff if they have any

[trentsixtysix]

Request : can you do one which shows how you met trent and started dating him? like a throwback i guess which shows how they met through another footballer possibly xx

Memory Lane

WARNINGS: none :)

Word Count: 2.0k

this request was so cute I had so much fun writing it :)

Fluff

You'd only made things official just under two years ago, but it still felt like the two of you had been together your entire lives; there was no one who you felt more at home with than Trent, who was watching you carefully as you remained zoned out, staring at the carpet in front of you.

You were both in bed, him scrolling through his phone just about to go to sleep as you sat up next to him, reading but not currently interested in the book because your mind was else where.

'What are you thinking about?' He asked, as he noticed you staring into space.

'Hmm?' You asked, wanting him to repeat himself.

'You've been frozen for a few minutes, what's on your mind?' He repeated, patting his lap for you to fall into it, slotting yourself between his legs as he placed the duvet over the two of you for you to talk; one of your favourite parts of the day was the conversations you'd have late at night.

'I was just remembering the day we met.' You revealed, smiling as memories flooded back to you instantly.

'Do you remember the day?' He questioned, curious.

'My memory is a little rusty, what about you?' You wondered, making him laugh as he nodded.

'Like it was yesterday to be honest.' He told you, truthfully.

'Enlighten me then.' You demanded, finding it admirable he could recall something like this.

'Well.. It was that day of the match..' He started, getting you to picture the day, knowing instantly exactly what he was talking about.

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You'd known Marcus for a while now; since before he turned pro due to you attending the same school.

Not only that but you got along great with his girlfriend, who in this case had begged you to accompany her to the United Vs Liverpool game, forcing you to sit in Rashy's box even though everyone was aware you supported Liverpool.

You were happy to cheer Marcus on too however, who managed to score a goal even if the game ended up being in Liverpool's favour, allowing them to win 2-1.

You were over the moon, hoping to hide your enthusiasm when you went to see Marcus after the game, spotting him chatting away to presenters whilst you both patiently waited for him to finish, stood incredibly near to the Liverpool players who were still celebrating with each other.

You noticed one of the players also giving an interview after a Man of the Match performance from two assists, and you recognised him to be Trent Alexander-Arnold from all the times you’d seen him play before.

It wasn't until you were nudged by your friend to get going that you realised you were gawking directly at him, which he must have noticed too as he gave you a cocky wink before you looked away, embarrassed.

You noticed Marcus go into the tunnel, with the Liverpool player closely following behind as you both also made a move for it, mainly so that Marcus' girlfriend could give him some words of encouragement post match.

You stepped to the side, noticing Marcus deep in conversation with Trent, congratulating each other on their achievements in the game as it was the first game of the season, all whilst you waited for them to finish.

'You played amazing.' Your friend told Marcus, comforting him as you approached them and said pretty much the same, Trent still stood there too.

'Bet you're buzzing.' Joked Rashy, noticing you trying to hide your grin.

'Of course I am, you did play great though.' You assured him, with a smile.

'Why is she buzzing?' Trent asked.

'Liverpool fan that's why.'

'I see, you support the best club then.' Smirked Trent, and you tried to contain your smile, noticing how much more attractive he was in person.

'Well I'll see you soon mate, well done on the win.' Rashford said, going in to hug Trent as he walked away with his girlfriend, leaving you unknowingly alone with each other.

'Enjoyed the game then?' Asked the right back, trying to break the ice and start a conversation, causing you to nod in return, staying unintentionally silent.

'You gone shy on me?' He teased, and it took everything in you not to blush in front of him right now, although he could probably sense how nervous you were.

'It was a good game, that was some pass.' You praised, pointing out his footballing ability which contributed to the goals.

'It’s what I do best. How do you know Marcus?' He asked you, suddenly looking you up and down.

'We went to school together, you think you can win the league for us this year?' You asked, changing the conversation back to football as it was the only thing that would keep you from going as red as a tomato.

'I'll win the league for you don't worry.' He replied, making you question whether he was flirting or not.

'You have a nice smile you know?' He told you, his eyes fixated on our mouth - confirming your suspicions.

'I guess we have that in common then.' You laughed, focused on his perfect teeth and the lines that formed around his lips when he smiled.

'Oh?'

'Oh!' You responded.

'I'm in Manchester for the weekend, you doing anything tonight?' He asked you, and you were sure you'd heard him incorrectly as there was no way he'd be that blunt with you already.

'I'm free, why?' You answered, wanting to know exactly what he was getting at.

'You fancy coming for dinner with some friends? Rashy will be there too as a matter of fact.' He proposed, and you were suddenly aware of what he was talking about, as Marcus and his girlfriend had previously been trying to convince you to go - to which you declined as you didn't have a reason to and certainly didn't want to third wheel them all night; but it was different now if someone else was asking.

'Okay.' You simply said, as he passed you his phone, getting you to type your number in before winking at you a final time.

'I'll see you then.' He said, walking away, leaving you to wonder what had just happened and how he had you under such a spell so fast as you went to navigate your friends.

Eventually it was late evening, and you were perched in front of your mirror wondering if your outfit was okay; not wanting it to be too formal as it was a casual event with friends, but also not too scandalous either,

You opted for a plain tube top with some jeans and a jacket over it, leaving your hair out as you anticipated Marcus' arrival to pick you up, finally receiving the all clear as you stepped outside and spotted his car with your friend sat inside too.

'You look stunning!' She said, as you both admired each others' looks.

You hadn't even told Marcus or his girlfriend about your little interaction with Trent from earlier, and you planned on keeping it quiet until you got to the restaurant, where you found yourself seated opposite to him.

After ordering you watched as everyone spoke over one another, and being a generally quiet person you kept your mouth shut, something you noticed about Trent too who wasn't being the most sociable at the moment.

Unknown: You look good.

You wondered who that was, and it only took one glance to the man sat before you to realise it was Trent, messaging you from under the table whilst you waited for your food, grinning as he saw you read the message.

You: Just good?

Trent: Okay you look stunning then.

You: I'd really prefer it if you used your words, I'm right here ;)

He silently chuckled seeing your message, mouthing a simple 'You're stunning' quietly as everyone else was too consumed in their own conversations to notice.

'Trent, you're single aren't you?' Asked Rashford, causing everyone's attention to turn to him as he nodded in response.

'Take Y/n off my hands will you? She's like the third person in our relationship.' He joked, making you sarcastically roll your eyes as Trent and everyone else burst into laughter.

He simply ignored the comment, as did you as you both felt awkward in front of everyone, but continued to message each other as the night finally came to an end.

You got up to join everyone else who was leaving as the night coming to an end, following after Marcus as he was your ride.

'Let me take you home.' Pleaded Trent, catching up to you as Marcus waited.

You hesitantly nodded, unsure why he had taken an interest in you, but not mad at it as you were just as interested in him.

'Y/n let's go.' Called Marcus.

'I'll find my own way back don't worry.' You told him, watching as he looked confused.

'What are you on about? Get in the car.' He told you, clearly exhausted and just wanting to get home.

'I'll take her home Rashy don't worry.' Trent interjected, whilst Marcus rubbed his eyes laughing.

'You? I was only joking before mate.. but go for it.' He chuckled, catching on before he left.

You were thankful for his music choice, something you both had to bond over as he blared Adele through his car, and you had to say you didn't take him as a guy who listened to Adele.

'I need to go to an Adele concert badly.' He told you.

'I went this summer, she was amazing.' You told him, as he couldn't help but display his jealousy more obviously.

You hadn't even known the guy an entire day and felt so comfortable with him, almost disappointed when the journey came to an end and he stopped outside your home.

'Thank you.' You told him, before getting out.

'Don't worry about it.'

'And Y/n?' He called, stopping you in your tracks.

'Yeah?' You answered.

'I wanna take you out properly soon, just the two of us?' He revealed, looking hopeful.

'I'd like that.' You smiled, as he leaned closer to you.

You didn't want to be the one to kiss him first, fearing his reaction as you'd only just met him today, even though you wanted it badly. Instead he did the hard work for you, pulling you in for a simple yet fulfilling kiss, breaking it off shortly as you told him you had to go.

You couldn't quite believe so much had happened in such a short time, and although you barely knew each other you instantly felt that spark, curious to know if this could become something serious..

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'How on earth do you remember all that?' You teased, listening in carefully as your boyfriend remembered all of the tiny details.

'How can I not remember how I met you?' He backed.

'I remember the date after that, you took me to that sushi place but we both hated it and opted for a McDonald's instead.' You recalled, laughing.

'Then finally you asked me out a month later when you were back in Manchester.' You added.

'Best decision ever.' He said, as your eyes began to shut.

'Goodnight, love you.' You muttered, falling asleep still laying between him.

'Night, I love you too.' He whispered, kissing your forehead contently.

[jinjojess]

Stupid Names: Rain Code Edition (Vol. I?)

I gotta say, I do appreciate that the Rain Code characters’ naming keeps the DanRon sensibilities, but formats them in a Western enough way that I can finally point to something to get people to understand the specific kind of stupid that DR names evoke.

Up until now, the closest I could get was the Gyakuten Saiban/Ace Attorney series, but in those games the names are extremely on the nose, where as DanRon is a tiny bit more subtle.

Like all of these characters’ dumb, dumb names sound hit the ear just the same way as most DR characters’ do to someone who knows Japanese. Aside from a few extra tidbits here and there, I’ll mostly let you guys soak in how dumb the names are this time and do quick intros for the characters.

First up, we’ve got our crew of detectives with their special talents. (Why is special backwards? Does that mean something?) They’re all dispatched out to the Kanai Ward, where the game takes place.

First one out in the open and the rest under the read more:

Desuhiko Thunderbolt

Special Skill: Disguise

Okay so I have to assume that the “desu” here is evoking “death” and not the meme about the part of speech, but you never know. The “-hiko” ending is, as you may know, a common boys’ name suffix. This is our womanizer character, who also wants to become a famous detective. He’s always carrying his giant backpack full of disguises, like a horny little happy mask salesman.

Also, reading the notes about how he can change not just his face and clothes, but his height, voice, and body type is making me laugh, because they really just made a More OP Sagishi, didn’t they?

Aphex Logan

Special Skill: Detecting Life

A veritable Seer of Life, here. Can sense and pinpoint the location of any living thing within a 50 meter radius. His posture, backstory, and overall vibe say yanki tough guy (after his lawyer parents died, he grew up in the slums), but that hat/mask thing kinda says New Japan Wrestling, so now I’m wondering if his last name is a reference to one half of the internet’s shittiest brothers. It does say he tends to solve things with violence.

Zange Eraser

Special Skill: Thoughtography

I want the last name to be a pun on eraser + razor so bad. I mean, the “zan” in the first name could refer to slicing with a sword, so it’d be so good! Oh well. In Japanese, “erasing” is slang for killing someone, in the same vein as “rubbin’ him out” kind of Looney Toons mobster talk. This older guy has the vibe of a seasoned warrior, and never speaks about his past. However, since he sometimes refers to himself as a “former official”, it’s possible he may be an ex-govt employee. His ability is that he can project his own memories as images onto digital devices, so I’m not sure what the pole is for. Selfie stick?

Zilch Alexander 

Special Skill: Animal Puppetry

Being able to control animals is cool, I guess, but man this is a really good example of DR’s trademark “One Normal Name + One Really Stupid Name” principle in action. 

Anyway, Zilch here loves the harmony between man and nature, and so he specializes in things that blend the two (i.e., animals). He has tendency to overtake conversations in order to make sure things proceed optimally, which gives off the impression to others that he thinks he’s better than everyone else. But hey, nobody’s perfect.

What an amazing character design. Love these animals’ poses and expressions, too. No notes.

Vivia Twilight

Special Skill: Separating Spirit from Body

Despite the name sounding like someone’s MLP OC, this little twink can yeet his soul out of his body to become invisible and not let walls or floors stand in his way. This name is so good, damn. 

Vivia is one of those people with aesthetic, decadent kinda vibes. You know the ones. He’s got a self-indulgent type of personality, and you can often find him sleeping under the agency’s heater or beneath a hotel grand piano or whatever.

This is 100% the fanbait character.

Pucci Lavmin (Pucchi Ravmin)

Special Skill: Super Hearing

She may look like a little kid, but beneath her petite exterior lies machine-like serenity and intellect. Maybe it’s because she doesn’t get to talk to other people much, but she has a habit of unexpected responses or emotional outbursts in conversation. Guess she took the touching grass thing prescriptively?

Her skill seems a bit underwhelming considering we have a guy who can shapeshift and one who can re-enact that Pokemon Tower anime episode at will, but what do I know. I guess there’s lots of good practical applications to this one, which they point out, like listening in on conversations or for footsteps and stuff.

Harara Nightmare (Halala Nightmare)

Special Skill: Past Vision

Oh sure, don’t give me any direction on the romanization for this one, thanks. Also, why are both detectives on this page voiced by someone named Yui, written the same exact way? Weird. Anyway, excellent name, love it. Hindsight is always 20/20, and imagine if you could look back at actual 2020? Nightmare, right?

Harara/Halala always keeps a cool head and is able to make very precise deductions, so they’re a veteran of plenty of tough cases. That said, they trust nothing more than money, and won’t take on any clients that don’t offer sufficient compensation for their skills.

※ Thanks to @jadyjads​ for letting me know that the character’s official English profile uses they/them! (I’m sure you’re not surprised to learn that there are zero gender indicators in most of these blurbs in Japanese, so I usually just go off the VA to make a decision.)

Fubuki Clockford (possibly Crockford, but come on)

Special Skill: Rewinding Time

This one is my favorite name. As you may or may not know, “fubuki” means blizzard but is also a common girl’s name, but that’s not what makes it wonderful. The real star of the show is the meaningful last name that also sounds like a background character in Illbleed.

Good news: this Knight of Time’s powers aren’t busted, because you can only go back once, and after that you can’t use the power again until more time has passed. 

Fubuki herself is an illustrious daughter of the noble Clockford family, and hasn’t had a lot of opportunities to interact with the normal, everyday world. As such, she’s got some unique views on things, and she’s often causing issues for people by marching to the beat of her own drum. She’s also got a bad tendency to drop conversations, which doesn’t help.

Melami Goldmine (Merami Goldmine)

Special Skill: Necromancy

This is another great name, because this one seems to hint at an avaricious nature, rather than being a direct reference to her talent. (Unless of course this is also a Zombieya no Reiko reference in which case, WOW.) She can raise the spirits of the dead for a price, but only if she’s wearing something the deceased wore in life.

Melami likes clothes, and people who'd look good in clothes she likes.

I... Okay, sure.

Yakou Furio

Role: Head of the Yakou (Midnight Service) Detective Agency

Not one of the Super Detectives (or Great Detectives? I haven’t kept up with the direction the loc is going), but still an accomplished sleuth recognized by the International Detectives Organization (World Detectives Organization? This might be a WHO reference). Presumably the founder of the agency, he’s also the only office staff, and everybody’s boss. Despite running the agency, he tries to keep operations on the downlow to avoid dealing with the Amaterasu Co. Security Dept. He’s known for his timid demeanor, but his name belies fiery rage (”yakou” can also mean “let’s burn”).

Yomii Hellsmile

Role: Head of Amaterasu Co.’s Security Dept

This is simultaneously a floor master from Kimi ga Shine (name, personality) and our Junko (personality, presence in a Kodaka game). He’s young but delights in the misfortune of others, crushes people with a serene demeaner, and uses his underlings just to toss them aside after. He rules Kanai Ward, and uses that achievement to broker influence within the Amaterasu Mega Company. (Wasn’t the big evil company in Enen no Shouboutai called Amaterasu too?) 

Also, I revise my earlier statement, this may very well end up being the fanbait character...

Suwaro Electro

Role: Vice Head of Amaterasu Co.’s Security Dept

Meanwhile this character design is one that speaks to my heart. The first name kinda sounds like both the imperative order “sit!” and the English word “swallow”, while the last name just sounds like a C Tier comic book character. This is Yomii’s right hand woman, who is the beneficiary of his sprinklings of trust and love, and she thinks very highly of herself. She normally has zero mercy for those who oppose her but makes an exception to be a loyal lackey for Yomii, making her sorta like this game’s Mukuro. I hope she’s just as fail and tragic as my beloved Corpsey.

Then there’s these weirdos who work in the Amaterasu Co. Security Dept:

This rejected Persona enemy is Spank Cassanero, and he likes money.

I’m guessing at how to transliterate this name, since it could also be Spunk, and the last name could be a little different. Seemed like it was going for Italian to me, I dunno.

Next, the bullybait looking person is Seth Brows(e), the head of the security department’s investigation team. He speaks so softly that he needs a megaphone to help him project. He’s pretty subdued when he speaks, which makes him come across as kind of sickly.

The third-string Vtuber is called Gyoumu Hall, which is a classic stupid Japanese name, where you use the Western surname to just call a character “conference hall”. The leader of the security department’s Anti-Terrorist Unit, she talks fast, is rather animated, and uses the first person pronoun “this” (kore).

Finally, we have this 6′6″ fellow known as Dominic Fulltank. How apt. He sure looks like a Dominic, doesn’t he? He’s the vice head of the Anti-Terorrist Unit. He’s totally loyal to Gyoumu, though sometimes struggles to carry out more complicated orders.

...Some of these characters have unfortunate optics, man.

So there you have it!

This includes most of the actual info from the Famitsu issue last week; if you want to see some of the other text on the pages then cool, but you aren’t missing too much.

Thanks for reading and have a good week!

[eadanga]

The King’s Queen

Liam woke up to a kiss on his cheek he smiled and opened his eyes to the wonderful sight of his beautiful wife Natasha “Good morning love”

“Good morning Liam”

“So what do I owe the pleasure of being woken up like this?”

Natasha giggles “Well look on the table Liam”

Liam looks and grins to the breakfast in front of him “You made me breakfast in bed?”

“Yes Liam”

Liam sits up and pulls her in for a soft kiss “Thank you love this is wonderful”

“You’re welcome Liam” Natasha smiles “We have a long day ahead of us”

“I know love with the ball you know I’m formally introducing you to my old childhood friends and the rest of the court how are you feeling about that?”

“I’m a little nervous Liam”

Liam cups her cheek “Hey I’m gonna be with you every step of the way”

“I mean Liam what if they don’t like me?”

Liam pulls her in his arms “So what if they don’t? It shouldn’t matter what they think you know I love you and if they don’t that’s their problem”

Natasha smiles “Thanks Liam”

Liam throws the covers off and kisses her forehead “I love you my queen

“I love you too Liam”

“Now come let’s have breakfast and get ready before the guests arrive”

****

Natasha admires herself in the mirror She turns around “Liam how do I look?”

Liam smiles “You look beautiful love”

Natasha smiles “Thanks Liam”

“No thanks needed just telling the truth love”

Natasha grins then dusts off her dress “Ok I’m ready”

“Great” He holds out his arms “Shall we love?”

Natasha giggles and takes his arm. They walk to the ballroom and the herald announces their arrival “King Liam and Queen Natasha Rys”

The doors open and they enter the ballroom. As they walk down the steps Natasha’s eyes scanned at the crowd she hears all the whispers and murmurs  

Liam whispers in her ear “Hey just focus on me”

“Ok Liam”

As the ball goes on a blonde hair woman approaches them “Liam so good to see you”

“Alexandra so nice to you too”

Alexandra looks Natasha up and down “Is this your wife?”

“Yes this is Natasha”

“Hi so nice to meet you”

“You too so what house are you from”

“Beaumont”

“Strange I didn’t know the Beaumont house had female heirs”

“Oh no Maxwell offered me an opportunity to come here so I was trained in the royal ways”

“So you’re commoner then?”

“Yeah”

“But now she’s a queen my queen” He kisses her cheek “And I couldn’t be happier”

“Very…cute Liam well see you around” Alexandra struts away

Natasha smiles “She seemed nice”

“Yeah I guess she did”

“Excuse me Liam I’m gonna go to the bathroom” Natasha walks away

Liam goes to greet more guests. After his rounds Liam heads to get a drink he overhears Alexandra with the other ladies

“Can you believe it Liam married a commoner that should be me next to him being queen”

“I wonder where his head is?”

“I know I mean what can a commoner give him” Alexandra scoff “He’ll probably be wiping her bum”

The other ladies laugh

Liam felt himself tense up as she continues

“What does she have that us royals and nobles don’t? I’m ten times better than her I mean I’m the heir to the Davidson house I’m gonna be a duchess and I’ve known Liam since we were babies I would have been the perfect queen out of all the girls he marries her? What’s so special about her?”

Liam slams his drink on the table and marches right up to her “How dare you disrespect my wife?!”

Alexandra looks at him shocked “Liam I was just -”

“Just what?!”

Alexandra looks around and sees people watching

“No go ahead say what you were saying I’m sure we’ll all love to hear the garbage coming out your mouth!”

“But Liam why her?! I’ve known you for years we grew up together the whole country expected us to be together and yet you choose a commoner over me?!” She takes a step forward “I could have been perfect for you I’ve been in love with you for years and yet”

Liam holds up a hand to stop her “You don’t know Natasha like I do she’s kind caring amazing passionate and hardworking she cares about everyone she’s an amazing person while you’re petty self-absorbed and horrible!” Alexandra tries to respond but Liam continues “And I rather have a baby with the woman I love than someone of horrible as you!”

Gasps and whispers comes from the crowd

Alexandra’s eyes go wide “She’s pregnant?!”

“Yes” Liam beckons for someone in the crowd and Natasha comes out he wraps his arm around her waist. He turns to the crowd “My queen and I are expecting a baby and I don’t want such stupidity to happen here again if you got a problem with the queen you’ve got a problem with me is that understood?”

The crowd nods as Alexandra turns on her heels and runs out in tears

Natasha turns to Liam “Let’s go on the balcony”

Liam takes her hand and leads her outside he turns to her with a sad smile “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to blurt it out I know we were waiting but she just made me so angry I”

Natasha puts a finger to his lips “It’s ok Liam I love the way you defended me I’ve never seen you so angry before”

“Hey you’re my queen I’ll always defend you especially against bitches like that” Natasha laughs “I love you Natasha I wouldn’t trade my life with you for anything”

“I love you too Liam”

He kisses her deeply as their arms come around each other

Tags: @indiacater​ @mfackenthal​ @the-soot-sprite​ @gkittylove99​ @iaminlovewithtrr​ @princess-geek​ @ta-sayeed​

[purposefully-lost]

From a transcript of Drew Reimes' podcast By the Day, interviewing Alexander Prescott:

D: So, after all of that, I have one more question for you. Why now?

A: Why now?

D: The book. It's been 20 years, almost to the day, since Jonathan died. You could've told the truth 20 years ago, or-

A: I would've been arrested 20 years ago.

D: Or you could've carried it to the grave. Gone down in history as the man who killed Jack Rabbit. You were an inspiration for a long time, you know. The victim who killed his killer.

A: I wasn't the first. Or the last.

D: Certainly not, but one of the most notorious. So why tell this story right now, when it would ruin your reputation and drag you back into the spotlight? That's a big question on everyone's minds, I think.

There's a long pause, broken only by Alex clearing his throat.

A: I don't think you're gonna like the answer.

D: I haven't liked any of your answers.

Alex laughs abruptly at that.

A: I guess.. I could lie to you, and say that I had good intentions in telling this story now. I could tell you that I- I wanted to humanize him because no good can come from forgetting that bad people are still human, right? Is that what you'd want to hear?

D: Ideally, but that's not what you're going to say.

A: No, it isn't.

He pauses again.

A: I wrote that book because... I don't know. I think in some way I just wrote it for him, and only him. ..You have to understand, Jack died when he was 31 years old. That's young, but that's also three decades. Three decades of his life, and I don't know that anyone ever loved him before I did.

D: There might've been someone.

A: There wasn't. He would've told me about them. And yet for the one year that I knew him.. I didn't tell him. I sure as hell don't think I showed him. So that's what the book is.

D: A love letter?

A: As much it can be.

D: That still doesn't answer the question. Why wait so long to write it?

A: For 20 years, the world's most exploitative journalists and documentarians and true crime TV shows have pulled apart Jack's life. They've invaded all of it, they've ripped up his cabin, they've broken into his childhood home and exposed every part of the records on his crime. And yet they still didn't have the facts right. Someone told me once, just a few years ago, that they'd recently learned of an obscure detail about the case. A dead bunny had been at the original crime scene, they said, right there with all the Bakers. Is it any wonder, then? Jack started like they all do, he tortured animals. And everyone pats themselves on the back for figuring it out, for digging into the psyche of Jonathan Stone. It's such bullshit.

A: Jack was a good kid. I firmly believe that. Even as an adult, with everything in his head all fucked up, he loved animals. He loved music. He was out there all alone for half of his life, with all his missing pieces, and he built a home he loved. He took care of it, he kept himself clean. There was a good man in there somewhere.

D: Some would think that's an awful thing to say.

A: Is it? Jack wasn't an inherently bad man. What happened, what he did, didn't start with him. I was tired of the narrative getting twisted and I was tired of being seen as some kind of strong, relentless survivor because I'd killed the man I loved. I shot Jack as a mercy. It's the biggest regret of my life. I was ready for someone, anyone else, to see the person I knew. I can't give Jack the love he'd needed for his whole life. But I can clear up the facts, at least. I owe him so much more than that.

Another long pause.

D: Well, I think that's all I've got time for. Thank you for coming on the show, Alex. It's been a very interesting discussion. Honestly, I might be interested in having you back sometime.

A: Maybe. Thanks for having me.

[cam-ryt]

@malectober day 22. I'm still standing.

Day 22 : Wings

Warnings : blood

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« Where is he ? »

« In his office, but Magnus... He doesn't want to see anyone right know. »

« I'm not asking for his permission." The warlock replied before going around Isabelle Lightwood and placing his hand on the office door, quickly making blue sparks fly around the knob.

The young women sighed and stepped back. She always thought Alec was the most stubborn person she knew before meeting Magnus, which was way worst sometimes.

He and his brother had been playing cat and mouse for months now, without taking the next step. She wondered what was holding them back, as their feelings for each other were so obvious for everyone around them, except for them apparently.

There was a clang of metal, then the door flew open and she heard Alec shout in surprise and anger.

« I told you not to let anyone in ! »

« And she kept the door very well. But she is smart, unlike you, who prefer to hide instead of getting help. »

The warlock heard a gasp and saw a shadow move quickly at the back of the room.

« Magnus... ? What are you doing here ? »

The older man walked into the room and looked around. Blood-soaked clothes were strewn across the back of a chair, on the desk was a medical kit with dirty compresses, disinfectant and scissors. Alec was nowhere in sight but Magnus could see his shadow moving behind a screen that isolated a corner of the room.

« I'm here to help you. »

« I don't need your help ». The shadowhunter quickly responded.

The warlock could hear his heavy breathing, he could smell the blood and fear that came from the boy. He could even guess the trembling of his hands as he was obvioulsy trying to heal himself.

« Alec, I'm coming, okay ? »

He took a step towards the screen and heard the shadowhunter's breath quicken suddenly. Perfect, now Alec was panicking.

« No ! Please, Magnus. He all but begged. Leave me alone. Please. I don't want you to see me like that . »

« What are you talking about ? Magnus frowned, still approaching carefully. You know, I saw the worst wounds during the war, I don't think that I can be shocked anymore. Let me help you. »

« That's not... »

The warlock became truly concerned when he heard a sob break through the boy's voice.

« Alexander... »

He crossed the screen.. And froze when he saw Alec prostrated on himself on the ground, his bare chest covered with blood. But that's not what shocked him the most.

At the level of the shadowhunter's shoulder blades sprang two magnificient and immense fluffy wings. White speckled with grey spots, they spread out on the ground behind him for several meters. And they were in a bad state. The feathers were dirty, twisted, bloody. Alec had to suffer like hell.

« Alec... He breathed again, eyes widening as he realized what was happening in front of him. Oh my god, Alec ! How... ? Why... ? »

He kneeled next to the boy and gently cupped his face to wipe away his tears.

« Alexander, look at me. »

But Alec refused. The warlock knew that he was probably ashamed but there was absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. He was so beautiful.

« Okay, you know what ? You don't have to talk if you don't want to. Let just get you fixed, that must hurt a lot. »

The shadowhunter didn't answer but he followed Magnus when he helped him to the sofa.

The warlock summoned cool water and a piece of soft fabric and began to carefully clean the bloody feathers of the boy.

He had a ton of questions but he saved them for later. Alec seemed a bit traumatized for the moment.

One hour later, Alec's wings were in a better shape. Magnus succeeded to clean all the blood and even to smooth out its most tweasted feathers. He felt the boy was a little more relieved each time. He was almost relaxed now.

« Let's make a break. » Magnus suggested, brushing Alec's neck with his fingers. He had to restrain himself not to place a soft kiss on his skin.

« Thank you. » Alec whispered, wrapping his arms around his own chest.

The warlock had never seen him so vulnerable.

« Are you cold, darling ? »

Alec nodded and Magnus summoned a thick and soft plaid he placed on his shoulder, paying attention to his wings. They had a lot to talk about. But not tonight, maybe tomorrow.

In the meantime, he would make sure no one bothered Alec. He was there for him and he hoped it was enough.

[ballet-symphonie]

apparently Bolshoi is threatening to fire some of their top dancers for participating in a gala…

Yes, welcome to the flaming hot trash can that is BT. Apparently there's been mass casting changes after the Gala in Tashkent, UZB. Numerous artists have had their performances removed for at least the next month or so. However, I'm not sure if they are threatened to be removed, most soources I'm reading now frame this as a suspension for 'bad behavoir." Since everyone will ask, names of the dancers who took part in the gala are Vladislav Lantratov, Vyacheslav Lopatin, Anastasia Stashkevich, Ekaterina Krysanova, Mikhail Lobukhin, Evgenia Obraztsova, Maria Alexandrova, Ekaterina Shipulina, Ruslan Skvortsov, and Alexander Volchkov.

There's speculation about whether this was an 'unapproved' individual tour, eg done without the permission or awareness of the notiorious M. Vaziev. But since SO many BT artists took part, that seems quite unlikely and I tend to think that they were (at one point) given permission to go. How do you not know if 10 of your principals are taking off? It makes no sense??

Several reputable posters on forms have said that BT dancers were given permission to dance over the weekend, did not come to the theatre Monday (this is a standard 'day off' for ballet dancers because we nearly always work Sat+Sun), and arrived Tuesday for morning ballet class. Speculations about Covid/quarantine have also been rejected.

Additional speculations include issues the Gala in Taskhent's posters and marketing. Some suggest that the name/logo of the Bolshoi was used without proper permission. What do the dancers have to do with the marketing and graphic design?? Your guess is is as good as mine.

This is a kindergarten-esque punishment, I think its so terrible because it affects not only the suspended dancers, but the audience members who specially bought tickets to see certain dancers, and also all the other dancers who are now getting a bunch of worked dumped on them.

Vaziev has refused to comment and General Director of BT, V. Urin says he doesn't comment on internal issues. How ironic. I personally wonder how much of this is political as strife seems to be brewing between the two countries. Uzbekistan officials have said publicly that they will not deport fleeing Russians and the government is suspending certain Russian Bank payment methods and seems to be subtly supporting US Sanctions.

Lots going on here...a whole mess

[yellowloid]

I have a theory about Mr Schwartz:

Mr Schwartz is James Ford, the one who's been working with the band and supporting through all of their career, holding the crew and everyone together. Plus, he's worked with Alex and Miles on their tlsp albums. Miles could be the 'you' as they put out two albums together and are now wondering whether or not they could make a third one, the 'third chance'

hi anon! that is a very interesting theory you've got there. it would indeed be very interesting on alex's part (and also kinda cute of him) to dedicate a song to someone who's been such a constant presence in his career. i think the part about miles being the 'you' he's talking to really fits, along with the part about them having put out two albums and considering trying for another baby, as alex would say. that gives me hope for tlsp3 so i'm glad you put this interpretation in my inbox skfhsfhhs

however, let me add my two cents on what this song could possibly be about. obviously this is just my opinion + we have to wait and see how the song fits with the others once the album is out + we'll never really know, and that's okay. this is just some good old fan analysis.

i'm gonna be basic and say i think mr. schwartz is alex. the song itself gives me strong the bourne identity + anyways vibes, and i think it might also be directly connected to body paint. i find it very interesting that they decided to debut these two songs together, and maybe there's a reason why they did it.

i'm gonna talk specifically about anyways, mr. schwartz and body paint, since i feel like tbi goes even deeper and towards other directions and i'd end up writing an essay on it alone.

these three songs seem to share a common idea - that is, awareness of one's own façades, and the way in which said façades are slowly but surely crumbling down.

first of all we have anyways, which i think along with the ultracheese can be considered the prequel to what we're gonna get once the album is out. lots and lots of self-reflection - influenced by the pandemic? - and an eerie feeling of loneliness, a cryptic stillness that is captured perfectly by the car's album cover.

now let's compare these verses from anyways, body paint and mr. schwartz respectively:

"what a place for both the opposite sides of my double life to finally collide / sharing secrets i was taking to the grave / nosebleeds from epiphanies i took full in the face"

"for a master of deception and subterfuge / you made yourself quite the bed to lie in / [...] and I'm keeping on my costume"

"and if we guess who i'm pretending to be / do we get a prize?"

the anyways verse is all about epiphanies: it's him coming to terms with the fact that he's been keeping up a façade, two different lives he's been living, accepting it as a reality and even introducing himself to the listeners - who already know him, but he's doing it again ("you can call me alexander, it's nice to meet you all"), because the song is all about him finally putting on paper what he's slowly been realising. he takes it into account, and goes on with it.

then we get to the car.

the tracklist isn't organised at random. i'm convinced that mirrorball opens and perfect sense closes it for very specific reasons. nothing is left to chance. the album is all about self-reflection and discovery, and maybe, just maybe, getting to the end having finally sorted things out. having them make perfect sense for the very first time. (however, we'll see once we get to hear the full album)

so, it's not accidental that body paint comes before mr. schwartz (respectively track 5 and 9). in both songs, there are two yous he's talking to - one is himself (and he alternates it with the 1st person pronoun), while the other one is this mysterious other person, maybe a lover, maybe a friend, maybe just a hypothetical listener. (obviously i'm a milex demon so you already know who i'm thinking about, but i'm not gonna analyze it through the milex lens rn so let's not derail. maybe if someone's interested i could do it)

both songs are self-deprecating, but in slightly different ways. body paint is about being aware of those façades, of how good he really is at keeping them up ("master of deception and subterfuge"); how not being able - or not being allowed - to be his true self makes him miserable ("you made yourself quite the bed to lie in"). but at the same time, as he says in mr. schwartz, "there's not one god damn thing that you can do about this". he can't do anything to change this situation. it's an impasse. he's stuck.

however, after all this reflection on his part, the two songs get to very different conclusions.

in body paint, he's "keeping on [his] costume". he's choosing to deny this reality, going on and pretending everything's fine because it's easier that way. there's a bitter taste to it, but he still chooses to keep going down that path.

on the contrary, although the ending is quite ominous, in mr. schwartz there's this verse:

"having attempted twice, both incorrectly / do we get a third try?"

there's this feeling of uncertainty, of skepticism when being faced with the opportunity to try again and let go of all his façades. he's not even sure that opportunity is there.

but the fact that he's asking whether there is, indeed, a possibility to try yet again - it tells us he's willing to do it, and he might as well give himself a chance.

after all, he said it himself in the bourne identity: "i'm the mystery man that's been unmasked". perfect sense will close the album, and maybe by then he'll finally be able to let go of his mask.

[gradienta]

Young Royals - S2E5

Spoilers ahead!

I love that Wille and Simon's reactions to the kiss are so different. Wille is full of hope (despite having said to Felice how tired of hoping he was), and Simon feels hopeless again because he can't let go of Wille even when he's trying to.

Sara is conflicted about her feelings for August, and I guess it will be her revenge for breaking his promise when she reports him to the police (+ trying to do good by Simon, but she doesn't consult with Simon sooooooo...) She's extremely selfish (no wonder, she's a teen), and I truly think she and August truly deserve each other.

I think it's interesting how eager Simon was to get intimate with Marcus at the beginning (that scene when he kissed Marcus for the first time - it seemed to me he was angling for more). However, now he just can't go through with the plan to stay the night. I also believe it's because he's been forcing himself to consider Marcus in a romantic way (+ pressure from everyone around him), and his attention is no longer flattering. It's a burden.

At the same time, Simon is forcing himself to ignore Wille. He's repressing literally everything. The only person who seems to understand his internal conflict is Sara, who says he can't choose who he loves, and she betrays his trust by assosiating with August and informing him about the police.

Simon can be legally accused of dealing (his father's name is on the bottle). Wilhelm can only be accused of lying about being in the video, but that's not a legal problem - that's the problem of the monarchy. He's also in danger of being replaced if he doesn't do his duty. August can be accused of filming and distributing, but he's convinced Alexander to take the blame. The Queen can be accused of being homophobic, and that's the problem of the monarchy.

If Sara doesn't have additional proof, I think Alexander can still take the blame, and August will be able to accuse Simon of dealing. In this situation, only Wille seems in a safe place because if he's replaced, people will think it's because of homophobia.

Simon is a minor, and I'm unsure about the consequences for him if he's taken to court for dealing. I also believe that Wille will be put in a position to try and save him. And Sara can try and take the blame for dealing (orrr saying that she only possessed it, and August had stolen the bottle from her?). The reputation of August will also be damaged because of the scandal.

I just want to see how the things will progress in S3. PRETTY PLEASE, I WANT TO SEE WHOSE CARDS ARE GOING TO WIN

How dare he be so handsomely sad?

I want a comparison between Simon/Wille kisses and their kisses with other people. When you love someone, it's just BETTER.

[starlightmeadowbloom]

The Father of Mr Wolf

Akela Nathan Moonlight Wolferville, the true Big Bad Wolf🐺 and the father of Mr. Wolf (a.k.a. Amarok Warren Wolfervile)

Before the Bad Guys, he was the best (don't you mean worst, like best in being evil or something?) villain of all history also known as the true Big Bad Wolf, but got redeemed after saving a little girl from an older who was abusing her.

Likes: pickpocketing, stargazing, money, France, butterflies, his family, friends, his wife, and son

Dislikes: people hurting each other, his family in danger, death (like murders or all types of death?), being selfish, Clockwerk, his father's rules (hmm, I kind of wondering if those last two are somehow connected?)

Power and abilities: howling call, fire (wait what?), super strength, high intelligence, and street smarts, kung fu martial arts

Personality: guessing from your inspirations

bad qualities: jealous, cunning, ruthless, entertaining, good liar, quick-witting

good qualities: caring, goofy, strong, protective, willing to sacrifice for his family, compassionate, kind

Also you forgot one (or two probably) inspirations: the Big Bad Wolf from fairytales (I mean duh), and probably Akela from Jungle Book

When I saw your character I had to redraw it. I really like him, but as for his clothes I wasn't very keen on. Don't get me wrong, those clothes are good, but there are two reasons why I wasn't okay with that fashion:

1. It makes him younger from Mr. Wolf, his son. And I find it a little weird

2. I don't think this fashion even existed back then before we (and Mr. Wolf) were born. Remember the shoulder-pads era?

So I give him different clothes to fitting in that era. The inspiration was from Lupin the Third who thankfully existed in late 60s (which is funny since Mr. Wolf was also inspired by Lupin too). But I did kept the original. We can use it as his younger teens.

You said that you imagine him being voiced by James Cromwell or Toby-Alexander Smith. But I also can imagine him with the voice of Mr. Wolf from the alternate beginning.

So here you go

🐺😍💖

All I wanted to say that (DisneyFriend) had made the best version of Mr Wolf's father ever and I've got so many to say. So here we go;

Wolf's father died in his 20s when Wolf was a pup. And as a Wolferville, the family would have great powers at birth just to protect their legacy.

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this is my drawing on Instagram and the drawing on top is DisneyFriend.

Thank you for drawing this for me.

Everyone, please like as well as comment and reblog this oc for my story of The Bad Guys: The Black Diamond of the Legendary Wolf

[unwarrantedcharacteranalysis]

what will happen in Young Royals season 2 (unwarrented analysis)

ok I just heard that Young Royals SEASON TWO will come out on November 1st (*faints*), and my brain got overwhelmed by thoughts like “what’s going to happen???”, so...I decided to write my thoughts out. Unwarrented analysis, let’s go

 1.     SIMON: BETRAYAL & PAIN

my guess is: Simon is going to suffer. 

like, he was already feeling betrayed/lonely/ashamed at the end of season 1 because of the video posted by August, his sexuality and intimacy being revealed to the whole world...

BUT the thing is: he DOESN’T KNOW who posted the video. only 5 persons know about August posting that sh*t online : Wilhelm, his mother (the queen), Felice, Sara, and August himself of course. WHICH MEANS that at least 2 of the persons he trusts and loves the most in the world (his lover Wilhelm and his sister Sara) are keeping this secret from him. Simon was already feeling betrayed at the end of season 1...well, your suffering hasn’t ended yet Simon💀

(and this breaks my heart because Simon is GOLD ok he doesn’t deserve people keeping secrets from him). 

 2.     WILHELM: ANGRY, LONELY

I think Wilhelm holds so much anger inside of him, and I don’t really know how it’s going to turn out, but here are my guesses:

-Wilhelm will face his mother. at the end of season 1, he is angry at his mother for never showing him any affection, and being 24/7 focused on keeping up appearances. I don’t know how, but I’m sure there will be a making up between Wilhelm and the queen. 

-he will love Simon, without caring about what other people say/think. one of the main theme in season 1 was APPEARANCES, and how Wilhelm is more and more disgusted by the world of appearances (how everyone is fake around him, except for Simon). yeah, Simon was kind of his lifebelt in the hurricane of hypocrisy. I’m pretty sure season 2 will be about Wilhelm becoming able to help Simon (instead of just being helped by Simon). I don’t know if that’s clea, but it makes sense in my brain anyway

-about August: ok Wilhelm is VERY very angry at him. I really hoped Wilhelm could forgive August, but after seeing the trailer of season 2 (Wilhelm burning August’s photo), I’m not so sure anymore haha🙃🔥......

     3.    FELICE: DETECTIVE, SECRET KEEPER

ok I looove Felice, and I love her “detective side” (like when she discovered August posted the video). 

I have a gut feeling like she will discover Sara and August’s relation. first, because she’s a great detective; and also because she knows both August and Sara very well (August is her ex, and she is now best friend with Sara). so it would be logical that she discovers their relation. my question is: how will she react to it?...badly, in my opinion. 

I also have a gut feeling like she’s the one who will tell Simon about August posting the video. I don’t really know why, but I feel like neither Sara or Wilhelm will tell Simon about it. Yeah, it’s gonna hurt really badly for Simon. 

4.     SARA: DREAM OR NIGHTMARE?

during season 1, Sara dreamed of fitting in. now she will finally enter Hillerska’s Internat (boarding school), so her dream is coming true....but all is wrong. 

-first, her relation with August is TOXIC (he is manipulating her, she is blackmailing him. please help). well, August IS toxic anyway. 

-and then, her relation with her brother is F*CKED UP because she’s keeping August’s secret from him. 

the only person she can really trust is Felice, except if Felice becomes angry at her for keeping August’s secret...

5. WHAT HAPPENED TO ALEXANDER???

remember that guy, Alexander, who was evicted from Hillerska because he was carrying August’s drug? well, I’m just wondering if this guy will just disappear from the show, or if he will come back and try to reveal the truth? (if so, it would be a great way for Wilhelm to get rid of August, by denouncing him. but this would also mean denouncing Simon, because Simon is the one who sold the drugs to August......ok my brain is melting now)

6. AUGUST: MENTAL HEALTH, MENTAL HELP

Finally, August. to be honest, I pity him. he seriously just needs to face his traumas and mental health issues. I hope he will realize that he needs a therapy, and I hope he will get better (because anyway how could it be worse??)

CONCLUSION

all right, that’s all, see you on November 1st to see if I guessed right ☃️

[yourhorrorwhore]

Dark Skies Bring Sharp Knives

Chapter 5

I'm All Ears

You know that feeling when your mom tells you to clean your room before she gets home and then she texts you that she's five minutes away from home so you start cleaning like you just snorted a shit tone of cocaine? Yeah, that was the type of level I was on while driving towards my brothers school. Eli is my only brother, if anyone hurts him it's going to be me and only me. If this fucking asshole lays a finger on a single hair of his, I'm gonna make him regret screwing with us. As I began to near the school, my phone was sent a string of new text messages. I decided to let my phone connect via bluetooth and read out the messages in which they were received. "Message from UNKNOWN. I wonder how long it will take for you to get here on time." Fuck, he knows I'm coming. How, is the remaining question? Another thought that loomed over my head was how much does this stranger know about me? I don't mind a bit of attention here and there but this is far past my comfort zone. "New message from UNKNOWN. You better hurry, class is over. I can see him now. How about I do you the favor and take him home for you?" No, I can't let this happen! I picked up my phone and parked as quickly as I could. Calling Eli as fast as one could imagine, I started jogging towards his classroom as the phone kept ringing. I got no response as the call went straight to voice mail. "Eli!" Teachers began looking my direction with concern but how could I tell them there's a serial killer on the campus? "Eli!" I finally managed to get to his classroom and saw that he was being lectured by his teacher. "Christ, there you are.." His teacher, Mrs. Alexander, walked towards me with a face that had no ounce of amusement on it. Eli was in trouble again, I can take a few guesses but I better hear it from her. "Hello, Billie. Nice to see you again. I'm sorry to keep you waiting and have you run out here, but I needed to teach Elijah here that being on his phone during class is disruptive to his education." Now I understand why he didn't answer my calls. My heart rate decided to finally come back down to earth and resume its regular schedule. "Promise me you'll stay off your phone in my class? I don't want to have to send you out for now following rules." Eli looked down as he shifted uncomfortably knowing full well he'll get lectured when he gets home. "I promise." Mrs. Alexander sighed, drained of all energy I'd assume from teaching little demons all day. She was a respectable teacher but like most people there was only so much she could take. "Thank you, Elijah. You can go, enjoy your evening. Be sure to do your homework."

Pulling him close to my side, I gave his teacher a thumbs up signaling that I would make sure he would do the work once he's home. "I swear she only picks on me. Everyone else who gets on their phone she just gives warnings. I always get in trouble." I had to bring my scrambling mind back into focus as we got inside my car. My eyes couldn't help but look everywhere to make sure no one was watching or following us back to my car. I've watched Taken one too many times and for good reason. Once we were safe according to my good judgement, I drove us both back home. "You okay? You look tense." Eli glanced over towards me, picking up on my distress. Normally we'd be chatting it up on the way back home but after the day and night I've had, I wasn't exactly feeling myself. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just dealing with some personal shit. Thanks though." I had to play this off as best I could, I didn't want to put anyone at risk. However, not telling anyone what's going on felt exactly like I was putting my family in some form of danger. I just don't want anyone to worry and be too protective over me. That's how more people get hurt. Like it or not, I feel like I'm alone on this one. Pulling up into the driveway, I rushed ourselves into the house and up to my room to be greeted by our feline friend, Ghost. "He's so cute! Look at his eyes, they're so blue. Cool.." At least Elijah is safe and happy with the new pet. I wouldn't know what to do with myself if he got hurt. Elijah's fifteen but I always felt like I had to play the role of backup parent towards him. He's a good little brother and surprisingly doesn't annoy me as much. He always wanted to be near me when he was younger but as he got older, spending more time with his friends became a priority. Guess I couldn't blame him, that's how I started out myself. "Yeah, he's pretty cute. Very friendly too. Not sure how I'll be able to convince mom and dad to let us keep him. I'm sure there'll be some pushback." Not that my family was anti animals but they never really pushed for pets in the house. Hopefully Ghost will be able to persuade them with his charm. "I'll have to run to the store later to grab supplies for him. This may come as a shock to you but we have zero cat food or toys." Eli smirked at my sarcasm, going along with it effortlessly as he pet the fluffy cat. "Damn, just when I thought we were fully stocked." I chuckled lightly, I loved the shared bond we had with one another. Most siblings fight each other but we somehow managed to skip that phase for now. Not sure if it'll happen soon or ever for that matter.

Glancing over at my phone again, I had seen that my new best friend sent me a few more messages while I was trying to get a grip on reality. "It really carves a smile on my face to see you scared. Always looking over your shoulder to make sure no ones watching you." Okay, this person is one hundred percent stalking me. Not a doubt in my mind he's watching me now... "I want you, Billie. I want you to be begging for mercy under my knife." I'm being hunted by some maniac with a knife and a niche for killing college students. What the fuck is going on in this town? "You will be MINE Billie. You'll cave eventually. Watch your back baby, or my knife will greet it first." This asshole is getting on my nerves. What's the obsession with me about? I don't exactly like the idea of this guy killing innocent people because of me. There has to be a motive but what? Gathering up some courage I decided to respond to this stranger. Maybe I can get some answers out of him. Here's to wishful thinking. "What if I'm playing hard to "catch?" What if I'm some weird girl who's into all this shit?" I can't let this person take a hold over my life. What if they know who I am personally? This can cause an issue quickly. My phones text alert went off, let the record show that serial killers respond faster than any other guy I've tried dating. "I doubt that. If that was true, I'd have you in my arms drooling for me to do unspeakable things to your body." I have his attention. For how long though? "Why me? Why target me? I'm nobody special. Can't you just fuck off and kill yourself?" Forgetting Eli was in my room still, he picked up Ghost and headed off to his room to chat with his online friends. Probably for the best. "Someone's being bold today. I wouldn't play so tough Billie. Mommy and daddy will be home soon. Be a shame to find their only children gutted on the floor. If you play nice, I'll tell you." Shit, the last thing I need is to put me or my brother at risk. It's me he's interested in, I'd rather keep it that way. "Fine. So can you tell me now?" Suddenly my phone started to ring. It was him, not a doubt in my mind. Fuck I hope this doesn't get me killed. I answered the phone and put the call on speaker. "Hello?" My voice sounded nervous, something he could easily detect. "You got a lot of fucking nerve puffing your chest up to me, Billie. Why the sudden change in attitude?" Whatever voice scrambler he was using was doing it's job. There was no way for me to tell who this person was. "What? You don't like when I stand up to you? I thought you wanted to kill me? Doesn't this just wanna make you come out and get it over with?" The stranger began laughing. "Don't try and play smart with me. Patience is a virtue. You wanna know why I picked you?" Yes, for fucks sake this guy likes to hear himself talk. "There's something I see about you that stands out and I'm very fascinated by it. So much so that I want you for myself." What the fuck does that even mean? Like a slave? "I'm not sure I'm understanding what you want here." There was a brief pause. Only the sound of his breath could be heard. "I want you, Billie. Mine and only mine. Body and soul. If I can't have you, no one can." There's no way this guy is expecting to go out on cute couple dates after talking to me like this. Not sure holding hands at the park would be appropriate after butchering my friends. "I'm not some pet you can just keep for yourself, asshole! I'm a person, I have a life!"

Silence once again, at this point It was starting to become deafening. I shouldn't have done this. I'm regretting ever wondering why he chose me in the first place. "Come to your window." My heart skipped a beat. No way.. there's no chance he's outside. I peeled the curtain back slowly and there he was. Phone in hand, knife in the other. "I know where you live, where you go to school and who your friends are. You can't run from me." My heart began to pound in my chest harder and faster, I was scared he'd might hear it. I didn't know what to do, how to respond. So I said the first thing that came to mind. "Fuck.. you." The stranger flipped the knife in his hand as he tilted his head slightly. "Well, only if you say so." As he dropped the call to an abrupt end, he looked up and stared at me for what felt like minutes. Faster than I could blink, he made a quick dash towards the house. "Fuck!" He was headed towards the garage and I know for a fact it's unlocked. Running back down stairs and praying to God I make it in time, I quickly ran to the door and locked it. "Shit!" I leaned against the counter to catch my breathe and look out the window. He was gone, for now. This could've gotten worse and fast. Taking a final glance at the window, a chill was sent down my spine. There the mask was staring back at me but not from the outside. Spinning around with a closed fist, my swing was halted by his stronger grip. His other hand held the blade to my throat, pressing it slightly hard against my skin. "Scream and you die here and now." I remained silent even though every part of my body wanted to run and scream bloody murder. "I warned you what would happen. Pushing my body up against the wall, his hand clamped around my throat while his blade explored all over my body slowly eventually making its way back up to meet between my eyes. He shifted his gaze towards the light switch then back at me. "I can't stay long. So much to do so little time. Especially since you've been wasting mine." Before I could speak, his knife flicked the switch down, leaving me in darkness. Only the light from outside shined down onto the sink. "You've got guts, Billie. Surrender to me or I'll see what those guts of yours look like." There was a sound of shuffling cloth before me. With no light on us, I couldn't make out any details of this person besides his height. My thoughts became interrupted as I felt a pair of lips clash into mine. Man, this was absolutely, hands down, not a single doubt in my mind... a man. His hand clamped onto the back of my hair pulling it back forcing my face up higher to meet his nonexistent one. His kisses were deep and full of passion, almost like he waited his whole life for this moment. This is a homicidal maniac, and no, I will not date him! If the circumstances were different, I might have reconsidered.

Once he got his mouthful, the man adjusted his mask to make sure no further parts of his face exposed his identity. "Your lips are so soft. Can't wait to discover the other ones." Soon, a pair of headlights shined into the main living room windows. It was mom, finally back home from work. As I turned to say a few memorable last words to the stranger, he was gone. Engulfed by the darkness as it was his only means of getting away from sticky situations. I turned the light on and quickly brushed down my hair with my fingers, trying my best to not look like I was just held up by a killer. As my mother walked in with her hands full of groceries, I jogged over towards her and began offering my free services. "Thank you, your dad will be home a bit late tonight but I'm gonna go ahead and start prepping dinner for us. Help me get the rest, please." Walking out slowly towards the car, I began checking my surroundings to make sure yet again that I wasn't being watched. I quickly grabbed the rest of the bags and items in the trunk and quickly hauled them inside to make sure no more trips needed to be made back outside. I was quickly beginning to learn that my life won't be going back to normal any time soon. Elijah rushed downstairs excited to show off our new edition to the family. "Mom, look! Billie found a cat outside! We named him Ghost! Please, please, please can we keep him?" My mother cast what seemed to be the most annoyed glare ever directly towards me, her arms crossed around her chest. "You let a stray cat with God knows what type of diseases it might be carrying, inside our house?" Should of seen that coming, leave it to mom to be the one to shut down all forms of fun. "Yes, I know it's a stray but it was hungry and rain was coming in, I didn't want it to be outside getting poured on." My mother ran her fingers through her thick brown hair, pushing it away from her face. "Look, Billie, I understand you like pets but if you want it, you care for it. This is your responsibility now. I can't wait to hear what your dads going to say." I was a bit curious myself to hear what he had to say about the situation but as of right now, I'm just glad everyone is okay and safe. For now. I needed a minute to calm myself down and find some peace to ease my mind.

"Yeah, I'm sure he'll be over the moon for a cat.. I'll be in my room." Ignoring the chatter left behind me downstairs, my phone started to alert me to a text from Jasper. Looking at the text, I saw a picture attached to his message. "Got my own place! Home sweet home, right?" That's adorable, I've always wanted my own place to be able to decorate it the way I see fit. My own sweet escape from reality. "That's great! can't wait to see it all done!" Resting my head down on the pillow, my thoughts began to travel back to the incident in the kitchen. What really was it that this guy saw in me? What was so alluring that he had to target me above anyone else? Before I could close my eyes, Jasper started to call me. Can I not just get some well deserved rest in this life? "Hello?" I tried my best to sound half asleep in hopes he'd pick up on my tone. "Hey, sorry to disturb you but I do have furniture here! Was gonna offer you a dinner slash movie night if you were up to it? If not, it's okay! We can always plan another night if that's okay?" I'm suddenly wide awake and ready to leave now. A night spent with Jasper? Sign me the hell up! "Yeah, I'm down! Text me the address, I'll be there soon." I grabbed my keys and roughed up bag before rushing back down. "I'll be back, going to Maddie's dorm!" I yelled at mother before she had a chance to speak about dinner. Lasagna can wait, this was a much better way to clear my mind from anything. Once I entered my car, I received the address from Jasper, giving me the location to his new place. Perfect, only a ten minute drive. Turning on my playlist to relax my mind once more. Putting the gear into reverse, I pulled out the driveway and headed off towards what I can only hope a fun night and lots of sex. Driving slightly over the speed limit, my thoughts began to travel once more. I began imagining Jaspers hand between my thighs, grasping at them firmly and slowly parting them like the red sea. This man has me wrapped around his finger and he doesn't even know it yet. Maybe tonight he can finally show me what I was missing out on.

Focusing my attention back onto driving, I started to push on the acceleration urging my car to go faster. I eventually began to pull up into the neighborhood and started looking for the address. Didn't take too long to figure out since he was standing outside with a beer in his hand and blunt in the other. I parked my car up on the curb and rushed out to greet him. "You rolled a blunt for me? You're too kind." Snatching away his special herb and inhaling a much needed hit, Jasper chuckled softly and offered me a drink. "I hope you like green apple flavor. Unfortunately for you, there were not fruity combination type drinks. I did my best to look though." I smiled softly and hugged him briefly to show my appreciation. "Thanks for checking, you didn't have to but that was sweet of you... So, do I get a mini tour?" Jasper quickly finished his bottle before tossing it towards a near by trash bin and gestured me inside with his arms. "Ladies first." He smiled as he pushed the door open. The home was a bit outdated but there was a unique charm to it. Just a bit of TLC could really bring it back to life. "There's not much, just the basics for now. Couch, table, tv, and bed. The rest I'm still working on." I began exploring the kitchen and of course investigating his pantry. "Sorry, not many snacks to munch on either. I need to go grab some food tomorrow. Tonight I thought we'd order in and watch a movie or something." Behave yourself, Billie. Now is not the time to start getting excited. "Yeah, sure! Chinese sound good?" Jasper smiled as he began ordering on his phone. "Always! What do you want? Here's the menu." After taking what felt like an eternity looking through their menu, we decided to pig out and order a shit tone of food. Being high does that to you and those munchies will be in our favor later. "So, how was your day?" Oh God, lets not go there. Anything but my day. "Pretty lame. Just found a stray cat and watched the rain. You?" Jasper inhaled slowly as we both walked towards the couch, sinking into its comfortable cushion. "Well, I got this place set up earlier and then decided I didn't want to wait till tomorrow to see you. Figured you'd wanna be the first person to come check out my place tonight." My stomach began to flutter. He was thinking of me like that? I couldn't help but feel flattered that he wanted me to be the first one seeing his new home.  

"Well, I mean.. I like it. It's cozy, ya know?" Jasper pulled my legs over his lap, wrapping his arm around my neck. The smell of beer and weed lingered onto his body with a hint of cologne that smelled like heaven. My heart started beating faster as I began to feel nervous. Was it happening right here, right now? "You look pretty tonight. I hope I don't ruin any makeup you have on." I locked eyes with him and started to speak with a calm, low tone. "What do you mean?" He smiled as he took another hit before answering my question. "The food. It can be messy so I apologize in advance if it gets messed up." There's no way in hell he meant the food. I wanted this man, more than anything I wanted him to just ruin me but I had to play it cool. One step at a time. "So, got any movie ideas? Comedy, romance, horror, sci-fi?" Jasper reached for his remote and began scrolling through the many streaming services he has. Netflix, HBO, Hulu, Amazon, Disney+, you name it, he had it. After scrolling for a while, we landed on watching the first Alien movie. Our Chinese order had just so happen to arrive right at the same moment. Things were falling into place so smoothly and I couldn't be happier. We set up our plates on the coffee table in front of the couch and began feasting like starving animals. Truthfully, Alien may have not been the right choice of movie to pick while eating but both of us were too stoned to care. Only food could satisfy our needs right now. Thirty minutes in and I started feeling a bit full to my stomach. Chinese always knows how to hit the spot. "Hey, I got to ask you something. You don't need to respond to it if its too uncomfortable but.. do you think the killer was in the house with us the night of the party?" I placed my fork down into a pool of lo mein noodles and carefully swallowed a chunk of orange chicken before collecting my thoughts for an appropriate answer. "I think we got lucky we didn't have to find out ourselves. If the killer was there, it could've been anyone. They say it's usually someone you know. I don't have many friends so, I'm not sure it's anyone I know." Except maybe my fucked in the head ex, that seems like a fair suspect.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I still feel guilty for leaving you the way I did. I promise I was having a fun time with you. Hopefully you enjoyed yourself too." Perfect transition. Now I can work my magic. "Well, I mean I was, but... I wish I could've had some more time with you." My hand snaked its way slowly up his thigh and began rubbing closer towards his zipper. Jasper smirked and locked eyes with mine, his hand holding my lower jaw closer to his face. "Well, we could pick up where we left off if you want." My hand was quickly grasped by his as he placed it over his now growing erection. Holy shit, it's just as I imagined, if not better than that. Picking me up in one swift move, I was carried towards the bedroom and tossed like a used shirt onto his bed. "Take your top off, please. Bra as well." I wasn't about to argue with the man, I wanted this as much as him. Maybe a bit more on my end but who fuckin cares? Watching Jasper strip down and revealing his fully erect cock sent me straight up to heaven and back down to enjoy every second. He grabbed my ankles as he pulled me towards the edge of the bed and started ripping my jeans off along with my underwear. "Those don't need to be on as well." While I wasn't about to disagree with him, my face began to feel flushed and hot to the touch. The want and desire filled the room as I began instinctively lifting my hips towards him. "Someone's excited. You're making a mess all over yourself." A pool of warm liquid had begun spilling its way out from my body. There was no way to conceal my desires now. This man had me wanting him to do everything and anything to me, I honestly fee like he could pull out a brick and I'd be all for it. "Now, before I go on any further.. I need to know something." I swear I'm not a virgin, please don't ask me that.. "Are you okay with me being rough with you tonight? I'd rather hear it from you right here and now." Well that was unexpected. Sweet and nice of him to ask for my verbal consent, but also unexpected. I mean, we're both fully naked at this point, I think it's safe to say I consent. "Yes, yes, I consent. I'm all for it. Please, I'm down for whatever you want." Jasper smiled for half a second before he dove straight down between my legs. His tongue slowly began gliding smoothly between my lips, each stroke earning him soft moans. My back slowly arched up towards the ceiling as my hands found a fistful of his hair to grip and pull in closer.

"Fuck.." His tongue felt warm and wet from his salivating mouth, hungry for more sounds of pure ecstasy to escape from me. "You taste so good, baby.." I've always been self conscience about my body and all the fluids that leak from it, hearing him sound satisfied with how I tasted sent chills down my spine and legs. "Keep going, please.." My thighs began squeezing the sides of his head as my hand pushed his face back down towards my wet lips. With one arm, Jasper managed to push open my right leg and slip in his middle and index fingers. His fingers curled inside slowly at first but eventually picking up speed as he carefully massaged my G-spot. "How's it feel? You're squirming so much for me." Must I answer his blatantly obvious question? Was my body language and moaning not enough to signal that I was enjoying every second of this moment? "Good... It feels really good." Jasper placed a soft kiss atop of my knee before removing his now creamy covered fingers. "You ready for more?" As Jasper began aligning himself in front of me, my thoughts started to take me back to my nightmare. Seeing Jasper above me one second and the next some deranged killer. "Yes, please.." Now is not the time to be thinking of that serial killer. What was it the people of this town called them? Ghostface? My train of thoughts were pleasantly interrupted by Jaspers fully erect member gliding slowly up and down between my creamy covered lips, careful not to insert himself inside. "Before I continue, I have to ask. Are you on any form of birth control? I'm all for being a father one day but not so soon." He chuckled momentarily as he looked deeply into my lustful eyes, holding a strong gaze. "It's okay, I'm on the pill. I'll be fine." I was actually impressed by the pure willpower Jasper held to make sure I was feeling okay with everything he was doing and to even ask about birth control. A lot of guys just assume once the clothes are off, it's green lights from there on. "Perfect, then I can start doing this." With one swift thrust, he was fully emerged inside of me and began finding a smooth rhythm. "Fuck, you're so tight." His moans and grunting became intoxicating sounds as he started sliding himself in deeper and with more force behind each thrust. My legs began to lock onto his hips, almost as to make sure he didn't find himself losing his target. The sound of skin smacking against each other echoed in the moderately empty bedroom, surely loud enough to be heard throughout the entire house. Thankfully it was only us, the last thing I needed was unwelcomed guests interrupting our intense love making. "Turn around, lay on your stomach and put your arms behind your back.." I was never introduced to rough sex mainly because my ex's didn't know how to communicate with me about the things that I liked. It was always the same old missionary position for five quick minutes and that was it.

Doing as told, Jasper pinned my wrists together with a single hand and raised my hips with the other. Feeling him insert himself back inside sent my eyes rolling to the back of my skull. My lip was facing punishment by my teeth as I bit harder from each thrust Jasper delivered. His hand began to rub my ass in slow circles before coming down with hard smacks. This was definitely going to leave some sort of bruise or print in the morning, not that I had any objections to begin with. Releasing my wrists from his hold, Jasper soon found himself a fistful of my hair to pull back and press his face close to my ear. "Do you like getting fucked like this?" My moans began to increase as each thrust brought us both closer to a blissful orgasm. "Yes!" My moans prevented me from speaking further on. What else was there to say? Jaspers fingers found its way down to my clit, rubbing it like his life depended on it. "Please, don't stop.. so close." My breathing had started to become more erratic as his thrusts were lifting me higher to the clouds above. A few more hard deep strokes later and I could tell he was on the verge of finishing. My legs had begun to start shaking as my body was radiating an intense amount of heat also nearing the finish line. "You ready baby?" Jaspers breathing was becoming heavier as he managed to hold himself a few seconds longer before releasing his load. "Yes, finish in me!" My nails dug into his shoulder blades as he slammed his body into me one last time before delivering his full load. A wave washed over me as my body became a spiraling mess. Reaching an orgasm this intense had been hard for me to reach with any of my previous partners. With him it almost felt natural and easy for him to achieve. "Holy fuck.. that was.." I looked over to Jaspers sweaty body, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath as he regained his stamina. "Amazing?" I smiled as I inhaled short quick breathes of air. "Yes... you're so perfect Billie. There's something about you that I just feel like I understand. Wish I knew what but.. maybe a mystery isn't all the bad?" I smiled softly before leaning into his warm body for comfort. "I'm just me. That's all." After a moment of silence and recovery from a steamy fuck session, we both quickly washed our sweaty bodies off from the stench of sex and any left over fluids that lingered. Once back into our clothes, Jasper pulled me in close for a night of cuddles and hopefully sweet dreams. "Goodnight, Billie." Jasper leaned over my shoulder leaving a soft kiss on my cheek before pulling back to rest his head above mine. "Goodnight, Jasper." Before I knew it, we had both fallen into a deep death like sleep.

[dajaregambler]

HeliosR - Will Sprout Character story - part 2

Translation of the second part of Will’s character story from ‘Helios Rising Heroes’.   

Will: ♪~

Will: Alright, done with watering♪ I’m happy to see everyone’s in high spirits again today.

Will: (And Akira still hasn’t come back yet. He went out for a run but it’s sure taking him a while to return…)

Will: (Even though it’s our day off he woke up early and took off to do some training, I really respect him in that regard.)

Will: (Only doing his best when it comes to what he likes but… Fufu, that’s just how Akira is as a person.)

Will: (Let’s see…. I’m done with my morning routine, suppose I’ll head out too.)

Will: (I’ll have to drop by a home depot to buy some flowers to put in pots, and then buy some more fertilizer too.)

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Will: (Ooh, the weather is really nice today. The sunlight coming through the windows feels good.)

Will: (Honestly the living would look even nicer if I put some potted plants in here.)

Will: (The kind of flowers that need to be placed in sunny places would look good here… Aah, thinking about it really makes me want to see how it looks.)

Will: (But it’s not as if I can just put them there, Akira aside I’ll have to ask permission from our mentors.)

Will: (Uhm, I wonder if they won’t mind….?)

Will: (Brad-san is as strict as he looks, and Oscar-san’s… still a bit intimidating…)

Will: (I’m aware that’s not what I should think seeing as I don’t know them too well yet…)

Will: (Maybe it’s because of how they’re often scolding Akira? …No, Akira is rebellious so obviously he’d get scolded for that.)

Will: (I don’t have the courage to even try to bring up how I find them a bit difficult to approach. Hmmm, what do I do…)

Oscar: Will

Will: !? O-Oscar-san. Good morning…

Will: What’s wrong? You're pressing down on your finger….

Oscar: Aah, I got stung

Will: S-stung!? How did that even…

Oscar: By my hedgehog's quills. I’m going to disinfect it in the bathroom.

Will: (He left… I wonder if he’ll be okay, getting stung like that by a hedgehog…)

Will: ….By a hedgehog?

Oscar: I suppose I haven’t told you two yet. I have a pet hedgehog in my room, his name is Alexander.

Will: Alexander…

Oscar: He has a brutal personality, he’ll flash his quills immediately and hurt you. Biting and scratching are daily occurrences too…

Oscar: Even though this book I read the other day said that hedgehogs spread out their quills out of self defense, and aren’t aggressive animals by nature.

Will: I-I guess so…?

Will: (I didn’t expect for Oscar-san to keep a pet… And for it to be a small animal like a hedgehog too, which is even more--)

Will: …Hmm?

Will: (Huh? I saw something come out of Oscar-san’s room… like something small scurrying across the floor…)

Will: (Uwawah, it’s that hedgehog! It’s escaping!)

Will: O-Oscar-sa-....

Will: (Wait, he’s in the middle of treating his wound…)

Will: (Which means, I’ll have to?)

Will: (Although he did just tell me how it’s not the nicest pet out there…)

Will: (Aah, this is bad! It’ll run outside at this point---!)

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Oscar: Will, what are you doing?

Will: Ah, Oscar-san. You’re done treating your wound.

Will: Uum… this little guy right here, is your pet hedgehog right. He escaped so I caught him.

Oscar: ….You can touch him just fine? Didn’t he sting you, or bite you?

Will: Nope. You did say how he’s rowdy and I was nervous about it but, isn’t he just the sweetest

Will: Um, your name’s… Alexander, right? You’re a real good boy, Alexander-kun♪

Oscar: His quills aren’t standing up, and he’s climbing onto Will out of his own free will….

Oscar: You’re amazing.

Will: Eh? M-me?

Oscar: What in the world did you do? How come Alexander is that nice to you?

Will: No, I didn’t do anything special… I think it’s just because he’s friendly to people in general.

Oscar: …His disposition is completely different towards me.

Oscar: Have you owned a pet before? You seem to know how to treat one.

Will: I haven’t had pets before. I have only taken care of plants for as long as I remember…

Oscar: Come to think of it, you do talk to the plants when watering them.

Oscar: And you also look after Akira, perhaps this is naturally a part of you.

Will: Aah… It’s true that you have to be mindful and gentle when dealing with certain things, as to not scare them.

Will: Ah, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to imply that you’re scary or unkind…!

Oscar: No need to apologize. It’s certain that I’m lacking that gentleness and care.

Oscar: I can tell from you rookies that… well, not from Akira at least. But from you I can sense how I come over as intimidating.

Oscar: You can be honest and tell me what you think no matter when, just as you did right now.

Oscar: Being in the position of a mentor, and guiding rookies is a first for me, so in that regard I’m a newbie to this just as you are.

Oscar: That’s why I’d like for you to approach me with ease, without the formalities.

Will: Oscar-san….

Oscar: As for Alexander I have no idea. At first I thought he was scared of me, but lately I have been thinking that might not be it after all.

Oscar: Whichever it is, he doesn’t show any respect towards me. It feels as if I’m dealing with Akira.

Will: Akira and Alexander-kun resemble each other…?

Will: Fufu, that’s a funny way to look at it. You better stop being so naughty, Alexander-kun.

Will: Ah, right… Um, Oscar-san. Since you told me to not hold back after all, may I ask you about something?

Oscar: What is it?

Will: I’d… like to decorate the living room with some plants…

Will: It’d be nice for the plants who need to be in the sunlight, and it would be relaxing for the mind to be surrounded by plants too.

Oscar: That’s a nice idea. It’s a place where we spend most of our time anyway, I welcome the idea of freely touching it up with your own individualistic flair.

Will: But I’m a rookie, so I thought it’d be better to leave it to the mentors…

Oscar: It’s not necessary to keep that in mind.

Oscar: Ah… That’s not what I think personally, but I answered keeping in mind how Brad-sama would.

Oscar: Misunderstandings can happen easily, however Brad-sama pays absolutely no mind to formal titles and hierarchy.

Oscar: While he can’t stand impoliteness, acting full of yourself because you’re in a higher position, or holding back because you’re a subordinate is not something he deems to be acceptable.

Oscar: That’s why you don’t have to worry about asking anything and just go for it, as we will answer regardless.

Will: R-really…!

Will: Uwah. Then I’m gonna head off to the home depot and buy some flowers to put in the living room♪

Oscar: You’re going to a home depot?

Oscar: If you don’t mind, I’d like to come with you. I was thinking to strengthen Alexander’s cage since he had escaped again.

Will: Ofcourse! Let’s go together, Oscar-san♪

[sociopathicbunnyrabbit-blog]

Alright so I pretty sure I said I would do a part 2 to the there somethung really annonying about being a comic book fan and hearing people say that this universe is boring or that there's no actually interesting characters there. While knowing that thses big comixbook comapnies have acess to Cool characters and greta IP's briming with cretaove potential rant post I did about DC

So here it is...

Marvel I say this with a lot of love but really just a cpuple questions first and froemost I guess is why when you have sp many good characters can you not find good writers for them becuse if im being honest historically you have largely neglected anyone ouside of cpatqin, america spider man, x men and the fantastic four.

Like theres some really good stuff for captain america but other chracters its been a bit of struggle and I really don't know why It should surpise me that great character's on teams like the avengers that have solo potential like scarlet witch, vision, balck widow, hawkey, antman and wasp that it's taken literal years for you to acknowledge them as more then the pervbiale "that person who stands next to cap in a group shot in a avengerd book" beacuse of the MCU expanson into streaming series and need to keep actors contracts going for years at a time

Im not going to go into every character indvidually here but some canditates for your consideration include hercules, black knight, Wonder man, Namor, firestar, justice, smasher, canoball, sunspot, smasher, enigma/pod, iorn patriot (toni ho),

I feel like i would save everyone a lot of time reading this if I just said all the charcters all ewing puts in his underatted avengers books.

Street level heroes, you have excellent street level heroes how do you not have them all with their own books, luke cage, iorn fist, jessica jones, misty knight, collen wing, echo, blindspot, rachel cole ect. They are all super cool and reaply I don't know how when spider man and dardevil make so much money for you your jot willing to take more chances with these guys, .

Also horror characters come on really, blade ( how can you make three movies but fail ata sucessful ongoing, seriously), werewolf by night, jessica bllodstone ( the kara croft of monster hunters) , the living mummy, man-thing, frankentsein (he has beef with a 12 year old its amazing), zomnie (john doe) vampire by night ( vmapire werewolf hybrid), manphibian, glyph, teen abomination, shiklah. The whole consept of howling commandoes and ro S.TA.K.E is vwry cool. Just mix monsters and action movie stuff. Someone tried to assajnate a politican whos secretly a werewolf via a silver snipe bullet, organised vampire gang/criminal organisation have people take bunch of drugs theb etract there blood to get high that sort of thing.

There is also your space based heroes beacuse like how can you make a gotg videgame and every mcu property can be sucessfull but you cant keep a gotg ongoing ? not to mention nova wether richard ridrr or sam alexander better yet both, If you wnated it as two seperate books could do a blue and gold adjetive thing to distinguish them like 90s x men did, also this might b ejust personal bias but beta ray bill get my man an ongoing like depressed cyborg alien horse man saves the unvierse in setiant spacship, like that blurb alone should entice both writers and readers. Silver surfer is something that needs an ogoing the chracter just too fascinating, all powerful nomad searching for meaning of life. The inhumans will be a whole other rant but, sci fi superpowered game of thrones. Phylla vell and moondragon desrve there own series theyre so cool but phylla is quasar, also same thing for marvel boy (grant morrison version) he's an anti-capitalist, anti imperialism young kree golden age superman.

The fact that your the company that created the first black supehreo but the amount of other black heros who get their own book is practicalky non-existent is so dissapointing like you have more charcter's you can do a decemt luke cage or blade book when you actualky try and put effort inot it so why not give misty knighy, brother vodoo, monic rambeu, blue marvel, night trasher, rage and silhouette a mini or dare I say attempt an ongoing.

In terms of south asian heroes you do well I mean shnag chi is awesome, amdeus cho is very cool, team books like the recent agents of atlas and or tiger division can work if you get the rite creative teams on them, characters like luna snow, wave, silk is a lot of fun, I think even aero and sword master could work if you put in a bit more time and effort. Also lets not forget you have the rights to all of big hero six.

Something marvel has in spade that dc doesnt to my current knowledge is native american and indgnoues characters. Echo, thunderbird, warpath, dani moontsar, ameican eagle, red wolf, Red raven, kushala, chee'lith. Like seriously a lot of these charcters have intresting powers pr back stories and some ahve awesome desings and the amount of attention the little amount of attention they get shoild be criminal.

There is also the very important discussion to be had at the oversaturation of new charcters, legacy charcers and specifically teenage heroes and younger charcter's because its becoming a problem ( please tell me that tease in this year timeless issue does not means your going to try and make all the new champions varaint cover charcatets into the 616 universe proper)

So I am trying to polietly ask you to try using characters like the young avengers, the runaways, Reptile, Hazard, almost any of the interesting charecters introduced then immedaitly forgotten about in comicbooks like avengers arena, avengers undercover, infinty the hunt by matt kindt, like given you used some of them in movie and tv alreadg anyway why not, especily if you want to get new people into reading comics, also collect and look at trade sales data please single issue sales are important but ms marvel sold better in trade paperbakcs then just in issue by issue

I feel like this is roughly enough for a single post. Goodbye thanks for reading my rant.

[detectivereads]

Meet Your Baker by Ellie Alexander

This post is pure fan entertainment, I’m not being paid.

10/5

Ok I got the first book of the Bakeshop series so I can know who’s who, and what the heck was going on.

Now this book to put it bluntly was…. awesome. The way it was written really made you think that you were in Ashland. Jules is a wonderful, realistic character. Each of the characters were very realistic in how they behaved.

Jules was a brilliant sleuth, and the story itself did balance the mystery and her personal problems very well. I did feel it kind of odd Jules and Thomas were together (not “together” together) throughout this book, I did like how Jules told him that she was married, and she didn’t want to lead him on.

I did like all the notes of Shakespeare in the book, it was nice that all the stores around Ashland was themed to him or named after one of his works.

The mystery was very interesting and well thought out, I got to the end of the story, and I still didn’t know who it was until they came after Jules. (I was thinking it was another character, I was hoping it was this other character so they could be arrested.) There were so many suspects in this book that I thought I would have a hard time keeping track of everyone, but I really didn’t, the characters were so unique and interesting that it was easy to keep track of who was who.

The victim who died, boy howdy, she was the most unlikeable person I have ever read; she had no filter I was surprised she lived as long as she did.  Nancy Hudson was a vile woman that would con people out of money and use people to the point of them breaking. Another equally unlikeable character was Richard Lord; he gave major shady vibes.

The overall mystery was great, it had me guessing of who killed Nancy Hudson through the whole book. The end of the book, whoa I didn’t see the altercation of the murderer and Jules coming, they were actually crazy, I haven’t seen to many culprits in cozy mysteries going crazy like that.

Next to Jules my favorite character has to be Lance. As I said in “Caught Bread Handed” he is so chaotic that you can’t help but like him. I couldn’t find one negative thing about the book this is one of my favorite books in the series.

[takeeachdayonebookatatime]

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Achilles Castle part 34

Castle: pov we are finally now on the way home. While Lanie and Kate were helping out with the accident, I texted Mother letting her know what was going on. So she wouldn't worry about us because it was getting late. I notice Kate is awfully quiet in the back seat. Lanie says it's because she fell asleep. I don't blame her, with her fatigue she gets tired more quickly. Kate slept the rest of the way home.

Jim: pov Alexis and Dave got home 40 minutes ago. Castle, Katie and Lanie are finally home. I head outside to help them unload the car. Katie is asleep in the backseat. I very gently wake her up and help her inside. Castle tells us how they got to meet the band, and Katie got brought up on stage. He then shows us the video, I ask about the accident they helped out with Lanie and Katie tells us all about it. I'm glad they could help.

Kate: pov I'm so tired then again it's very late. Carter should be coming later in the morning before lunch. In the morning everything is set up so we can take the photos for the AHA event. I'm wearing the custom shirt Castle made me as a gift a few years back. For breakfast I choose cheerios with fruit on the side. I take my meds, blood thinners and antibiotics. Everyone else is having ham, fried eggs and hash browns. Lanie takes the photos inside and outside. Alexis then heads into Castle's office to edit the photos with him. I think they look cute so far. Carter is having car trouble and will be coming later in the day if he can.

Lanie: pov Kate's phone is ringing its officer Dillon asking if he and officer Cram can come over to ask me and Lanie some questions about the accident. She says sure. Me and Kate head into the bathroom to change her bandage on her hand. I have to access her pod today to give Kate her once a week meds. She grabs the supplies needed and lays on the sofa, I lift up her shirt. I fill the needle with the meds and inject it into the pod.

Officer Cram: pov me and Officer Dillon arrive at the house it's a very nice looking house. I notice a teenager walking into another room of the house. Castle says it's his daughter. on the wall between the kitchen and the living room is a defibrillator. I've got to know if you have ever used that defibrillator. Lanie says thankfully no, but we did have to use the one at the loft. I ask if, nervous. First time dad bought it. Castle says no nervous husband did after the cardiac surgeon recommended we get it. Oh, someone has heart issues. Kate says yes I do, being shot in the chest/heart does that to you. She then explains everything to us. Wow I don't know how she survived that.

Offer Dillon: pov since we have more questions and it's almost lunch time. Castle asks us what we want for lunch so he can order it. Officer Cram has diabetes so he can't eat certain foods. We decided on sandwiches and Castle will order brown rice bowls for officer Cram and Kate. Officer Cram says it's hard having diabetes on the job, always worrying if your sugar is too high or low. But I can't imagine what it's like for you Kate having a heart condition, especially after suffering cardiac arrest wondering if it will happen again.

Castle: pov Kate mentions to officer Cram and Dillon about this case. We had 3 years into our partnership. The lady murdered was a psychic. She was found in her pull out couch. There was a note talking about her murder the thing is the note was written before she died and she wrote it.

Kate: pov Her daughter told me she also had a gift like her mother. And a person named Alexander would save my life at a future date. This was months before I was shot and guess what Castle's birth name is Richard Alexander Castle. Both officers say no way, I tell them I don't believe in that stuff but something definitely happened. Castle mentions we solved the 3XK case and the Kelly Neiman case. Dad mentioned how proud he is of me for catching Joanna's killer and putting senator Bracken in jail. Lanie says what about the time traveler case. Castle thought the person was from the future and you didn't believe him. Then you spilled your coffee all over the original copy of the letter that was evidence.

Jim: pov Castle says what do you mean spilled her coffee all over the letter she never told me this. He mentions the copy they had was covered in coffee and they couldn't figure out why. Lanie then says it was stained because of Katie she called me all freaked out let me tell you the stains matched. Castle is very much shocked by this but except Katie's apology for not telling him. Martha says what about the case of the woman found frozen at the construction site. Katie says her husband murdered her then he supposedly died because of gang violence there was no proof if her father did it. Both police officers say thank you for the food but we must be going.

Alexis: pov we have it all planned out so dad can spend some alone time with Kate. Me and Dave are going to some beach event for a bit. Gram is going to some play, Lanie is going to get a massage and Jim is going to some meeting for ill family members Lanie suggested it to Castle. Lucky for dad everything was around the same time tonight. Kate is being lazy today since Carter couldn't make it. Lanie is doing a few of the exercises with Kate instead for a little bit. Dad got some nerf guns online so Kate can do target practice with them.

Dave: pov Lanie is keeping score and Martha and Jim are just watching. The targets are set up in the backyard, Mr Castle is sitting in his wheelchair. First person to get the most kill shots wins. Even with an injured hand Kate manages to win. To be continued. ……….