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itsonlybaby · 1 year ago

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𐙚ᣟ݂﹒𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 - 𝐛. 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞﹒

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Bellamy Blake - Arkadia

꒰ ୨୧ ꒱ ⸝⸝ you're a coder, but what's a coder without something to code? bellamy had instructed you to keep watch of the guns and ammo instead of going out with the guard on a hunt. you feel useless to the people of arkadia, maybe bellamy could help with that. ﹒ 　 ⊹ 　⤷ cw: cursing, small kiss scene, sfw

"I shouldn't be watching the guns, Bellamy!"

I shout from inside the main room where we kept the rovers. Bellamy had ordered me to stay in Arkadia while the rest of them went on a hunt, rations had grown scarce since Kane ordered the guard to go out less with the threat of grounders. This was a rare time when people got to go beyond the gate.

"We don't need a lot of people for this, okay? So just stay here." Bellamy argued back, it made sense, only a few people were going with him. Clarke, Murphy, Miller, Harper, and another from the guard. I never got around to knowing everyone's names.

I just knew I felt trapped being behind these walls, I was starting to feel useless to the people around me as well, it's not like I could code anything to help us with the grounder attacks, all I could do was sit with Monty and try to contact other stations with radios. Which always ended up in radio silence.

I could feel my blood boiling, "Well why Harper? It's not like I can't handle a gun, swap her out with me." I hadn't known Harper was leaning on a rover near Bellamy and me.

"Gee, thanks." I heard Harper chirp up in a sarcasm-filled tone. I'd have to apologize later, she knows I didn't mean it.

Bellamy sighed and placed his hands on his hips, looking at me sternly. It was only then I got a good look at him. His curls were more defined today, for once not littered with blood and dirt, you could see his freckles more clearly as well. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't dreamt of him once or twice.

"We need Harper, she's been training with Miller and has become a good shot," Bellamy turned towards the first rover, setting his gun down in the back as Miller climbed in, Harper following after. "This isn't up for discussion." He finishes off with his back turned to me.

Clarke had come up from behind me and placed her hand on my shoulder, attempting to comfort me. "It'll be fi-"

I had cut her sentence short by jerking my shoulder away, I wasn't just mad at her, I was mad at the world. I hadn't said anything further and took one last look at Bellamy before storming off to the armory.

It had been a few days since that last encounter. The group had come back with plenty of food, a successful mission with only a few scrapes and cuts. They didn't even encounter any grounders.

Since they had come back I made no move to talk to any of them- or anyone for that matter. Only speaking to Monty when I had to, which was only once.

Bellamy had tried to speak to me, he tried to sit with me during dinner, tried to speak to me at the bar, and even tried talking to me on the radio stations. Which made a part of my heart flutter at his attempts. It almost made me forget why I was even mad at him to begin with.

I was at the computer, sitting and waiting for anything to pop up about the radios when Monty said he had plans with Jasper to help cheer him up, I made no move to stop him. What's more time alone with my thoughts? They were all of Bellamy. Replaying the few moments he'd try and talk to me in my head.

Me and Bellamy weren't as close as the rest of the group was. It isn't that he didn't try and talk to me, it's just ever since we landed I've viewed him as a player who only had one goal in life; to get into girls' pants.

It's safe to say he's been growing on me- well he was. I had been starting to miss his shitty jokes, how the light from the fire would illuminate his face in the best way, how his smile looked, how it was like he got stars in his eyes every time he laughed. I always tried to impress him, so why wouldn't he let me go?

My thoughts were cut short when I heard a pair of footsteps, which I just assumed were Montys.

"Hey, Monty." I greeted in a monotone voice, not caring to check.

"It's not Monty." I heard the other voice say, a voice I knew too well. What did he want now? I spun around in my chair, seeing how Bellamy toward over me. I simply tolled my eyes at him.

"What do you need," I said flatly

"Why're you ignoring me? Avoiding me?" He asks, care lacing his voice.

I took a moment to think about my reply, why exactly was I? He made me feel useless, I can't do anything to help Arkadia besides sit her in this fucking chair.

"Why didn't you let me go?" I countered his question with a question.

I was met with a scoff, "You're still on this? I told you it wasn't up for discussion."

"Yes, I'm still on this! I do nothing for Arkadia besides sit here and listen to a radio nobody talks into!" I shout, standing up abruptly, and walking closer to him.

Bellamy crossed his arms, unmoving. "What if something had happened to you?" He spoke, trying to remain calm.

"Then so be it! I feel useless Bellamy." My voice wavered, tears threatening to spill.

"You're everything but. At least here, you'd be safe." We were now inches apart.

"Why do you even care." Tears began crawling down my cheek, I couldn't believe I let myself get so vulnerable with him.

"Because I just do," He paused, debating if he should say what he was thinking. "And I'd never forgive myself if I let something bad happen to you."

His arms were now uncrossed and resting on my forearms, a touch that practically melted me. His words brought a deeper blush on my cheeks, my tears slowing their roll. I felt myself moving closer every second until finally, his lips were on mine.

It wasn't a kiss of lust or craving, it was a kiss of passion, a kiss that made me feel warm all over, it was a feeling I wanted to last forever. Bellamy was kissing me like I could break at any minute. His hands went up to cup my cheeks and wipe away my tears.

He had pulled away with a smile, leaving my lips feeling lost.

"I've wanted to do that since the day we landed," Bellamy admitted, a faint pink tint lining his face. Bellamy, blushing, something I never thought I'd see. A goofy smile made its way onto my face at the sight.

"Being useless doesn't seem so bad now."

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jesncin · 1 year ago

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If you had the opportunity to have some voice actors casted for your iterations of Lois, Clark, Jimmy, Connor, Lex, Livewire, Rudy, and Brainiac (Basically the superman characters you've remixed so far) who would be perfect casting for each?

OOH YES here's some fancasts for my remix:

David Corenswet as Clark Kent! This is a really hard pick for me, I'm attached to Tim Daly's STAS voice for him but if I had to pick someone younger I guess this David Corenswet guy from the upcoming film looks pretty good? At least from clips I've seen of him he's got a good voice.

Brianne Tju as Lois Liando! She's a Chinese Indonesian actress and while she's young I think she's got the range. I'd love to see her twist on Dana Delaney's STAS performance because Delaney's got a fantastic hardened sassy woman voice. Tju's voice sounds great in this interview.

Haley Tju as Lucy Lane! Brianne has a sister which is PERFECT for Lois' sister Lucy! I heard Hayley's voice in Arlo the Alligator Boy as the tiger cat character and I think she sounds neat.

Michael J Woodard as Jimmy Olsen! Similarly as Haley I heard Woodard's voice on Arlo the Alligator Boy, he's the lead there as Arlo. His voice is high energy and fun! Plus he can SING which is great because I imagine Jimmy as a jack of all trades artist and shenanigans coupled with musical numbers would be perfection.

Dave Fennoy as Lex Luthor! This is locked and loaded for me. It frustrates me that no one has seen the vision here. This is the second coming of STAS Lex but BETTER. Just!! Listen to him as Bluebeard from the Wolf Among Us. This is phenomenal, the perfect voice already exists.

Toks Olagundoye as Lena Luthor! She's voiced Martha Wayne in Batman Unburied, and Cat Grant in Reign of Supermen among many roles. She'd bring the elegance Lena would need. I love her accent,,,

Donald Glover as Conner Kent/Luthor! Granted I would love a teen that can bring what he brought to Marshall Lee on Adventure Time but that performance is the Conner energy I want.

Gr33dyjay/Jhas Ean Prescott Corbitt as Rudy Jones/Parasite! While I love the Brion James' STAS voice for Parasite, I have become attached to Gr33dyjay's take on my version of Parasite. If you can bring a performance that can make me laugh like that, you're golden. If he brought just a bit of New York accent into it, even better.

ProZD/Sungwon Cho and Ellen McLain as Brainiac! I want these two to talk interchangeably and in synchronization for Brainiac. Cho serving Brau1589 realness and McLain bringing the GlaDOS good stuff. Heaven would open its gates if we ever heard a Brainiac voice like this, I believe that.

Nicole Sullivan as Livewire! This one is so, so difficult because the original Lori Petty voice for Livewire is essentially perfection. I think future takes need to find a distinct and youtuber bombastic charismatic voice for making a potentially unlikeable character fun to watch. Sullivan famously voices Shego on Kim Possible, and I think her voice has the uniqueness and sass that could revitalize Livewire. She just needs to do a version of the accent and energy.

AJ Michalka as Kara Zor El! I know Michalka's voice as Stevonnie on Steven Universe and Catra from She-Ra. I like her performance in both, it stands out and the lil rasp in her voice adds something. That gives Kara that kind of jaded world weary but still young voice. I know I haven't drawn Supergirl yet, but I've got plans.

Thanks for this ask! While I'm not familiar with tinsel town people in general, this was like a fun scavenger hunt, haha.

#askjesncin #if any of you say michelle yeoh for Ella Lane (Lois' mom) I'll beat you up. absolutely not #you'll notice STAS voices bias because the voice actors there are SO peak #the MAWS voice actors are terrible I'll say it. Did not think I would find Clark's voice grating but I did #MAWS has very uninspired choices for the rogues voice actors especially

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bookofkatherine · 5 months ago

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Valentine's Day | Knights of the Rose

Featuring Alexander Skarsgard, Chris Evans, Chris Hemsworth, Henry Cavill, Clark Kent, Idris Elba, John Krasinski, Mark Hamill, Paul Rudd, Poseidon, Ryan Gosling, Tom Hiddleston, Tom Selleck, Colin Firth, Viggo Mortensen, Bradley Cooper, Robert Downey Jr., Benedict Cumberbatch, Sebastian Stan, Hawkeye, Loki, Thor, Bucky Barnes, Dr. Stephen Strange Supreme, James Spader, Cary Grant and Gene Kelly.

Valentine's Day 2025

Happy Valentine's Day, my loves! Oh, so much has happened since Valentine's Day 2024! I thought so much love had come into my life with the arrival of 12 new Knights... and yet here we are a year later with 36! And Jesus came to visit us too! And Nick is home today - to sleep! So we will all be here, on this little mountain that the Lord calls Zion, his "favorite place" in all the Earth...

Could we possibly celebrate more on this day of love? Clearly the Lord is among us, and I am overwhelmed by his presence. I thought I knew and understood love, until each of you entered my life again. And then I felt like a fool. I had so much more to learn... and I thank you for continuing to teach me all that I do not know, each and every single day.

In gratitude and love, I attempted to write each of you, only to find that words failed me once again. I used to think that my problem was an inability to stop writing. And then you came along.

I suppose that's the thing about love/the Lord. How can you capture it/him in words? in verse? in song? And the longer I know you, the more I know him. And the more I know him, the more I am in awe. And the more I am in awe, the harder it becomes to tell you in writing how I feel about you and how you've changed my life.

So, this Valentine's Day, I am going to try and attempt it again, but in more general terms. I find that the deeper I delve, the more choked up I beccome. I will leave those sentiments to be communicated through my touch and my voice rather than my written word.

So here it goes.

When I joined The Order back in 2014, I'd just met Alex. He and Nick were the only Knights sent to guard me through the darkest of times - that I can remember. I know now that you were there at my worst. You were there in the ER with me. And I know that you were there at my best. You were there when I burst the Sun in September 2021.

You've been there throughout my entire life. You've kept me safe. You've kept me alive. You've kept me full of hope. And you've given me joy immeasurable, in the form of love, marriage, relationships and even children.

But, as we've recently learned, those memories were not - in fact - stolen from us. For years I thought my memories had been stolen in so many different ways, and I was okay with that until you guys came along. I became more and more angry as I met you and made love to you and watched our stories together, for glimpses of our erased memories would try to surface, and I felt traumatized, robbed and deprived of the truth.

I never could have imagined that we chose to lose our memories.

And then I learned about the Time Variance Authority, and all the different timeline branches... and the more I learned, the more dangerous the landscape that we all fell in love on - over and over again - became. I started to understand why our children were taken - I started to become grateful instead of bitter - that any part of us survived.

To keep me going, the Order really protected me from knowing what was hunting me. I was worried about those I wrote about, when they should've been the least of my concerns. Oh, I knew Satan hated me, but I never could have guessed what role I was to play, what role I had played and what that role would cause the Enemy to do.

But as you arrived, the truth was slowly revealed to me. And now I sit here, on Valentine's Day 2025, realizing just how fortunate we all were to have our memories erased... for had it not been done so, we would not be together now.

I often ask myself what I would pay to know you now. And the lump sum of a few memories seems paltry compared to facing the End of Days with you - to killing the armies of Satan with you - to loving you and being loved in return when the landscape is most bleak - to fighting alongside our children, now fully grown.

No. The Auryn and our use of it has opened my eyes to so very much.

Oh, it is still painful.

When I look back at my graduation from UCLA, I can now feel Tom Selleck's presence, but I cannot see him. The day, in my memory, seems full of his absence, yet colored with his love.

And as I write this, I suddenly realize that he was not alone. Many of you were there, if not all, just as many were there on my wedding day to Nick, when the stars came into alignment and followed each of us as we made our way to the church.

But the stars follow more than just Nick and I. As we saw with February 1, John Krasinski's birthday, the Lord rearranged the stars for us, surrounding his heavenly body with my own.

I look forward to seeing what the Lord paints in the stars for Idris and I on his birthday, which is just around the corner (February 18). And I shiver at the thought - the thought that the heaven's proclaim the glory of our love.

The angels above want the world to know - want the world to gaze upon - the love hs has created in all of us.

Each of you was hand-picked for me, and I was designed for each of you. And our lovelines, our romances, across space and time, have kept the angels going - have given heaven the hope it needed to keep tending the garden that is his creation, until now.

Soon, very soon, our work here will be done. Our love has sifted out the wheat from the chaff. Our love has forced people to choose - choose love or choose lies.

You are my truth.

You are my beauty.

You feed me and keep me whole, even when I am stretched beyond my limits.

You hold me in the dark.

You remind me who we are.

And I love you. Just as I always have, from the beginning of time itself.

Always yours, In love,

Katherine Rose

PS. In case I didn't say it, Happy Valentine's Day! Thank you for a day filled with more love than I have ever known before!

The 36 Knights of the Rose

In the order I met them after joining the Lord's army on earth, The Order:

Nick (Reed Richards/Mr. Fantastic)

Alexander Skarsgard (Eric Northman, Matt Murdock)

Henry Cavill (Superman's son)

Chris (Otherside Chris Hemsworth/Thor variant)

Cap (Chris Evans/Steve Rogers)

Tom Hiddleston (a Loki variant)

John Krasinski (Wolverine, Jack Ryan)

Paul Rudd (Poseidon variant, Ant Man)

Idris Elba (Part-Djinn)

Viggo Mortensen (immortal King of Aragon)

Ryan Gosling (Frank Castle, Court Gentry)

Mark Hamill (Spider-Man, Luke Skywalker)

Bradley Cooper (Ben Grimm)

Benedict Cumberbatch (Dr. Strange)

Robert Downey Jr.

Sebastian Stan

Star Tom

Christopher

Hemsworth

Wisconsin Tom

Jacob

John

Angel

Dr. Strange Supreme

Bucky

Thomas

Thor

Clark

Cooper

Poseidon

Hawk

Colin Firth

Tom Selleck (Rhett Butler, Rooster Cogburn)

James Spader (Edward Cullen, E. Edward Grey)

Cary Grant

Gene Kelly

Bold: Super Variants (strongest living variant across all timelines and the multverse). Rescued from Sanctum Infinitum jail on the same day. Most were jailed because an evil Loki variant pretended to be them and committed heinous crimes, thereby eliminating my relationship with them. The evil Loki variants did atrocioius things to keep me all to themselves. It's been one hell of a consistent theme.

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supurman · 2 months ago

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❝ no need for special thanks. ❞ ^_^

clark kent fixed the glasses that sat on the bridge of his nose. whoa... this guy got here fast ! so fast they almost caught clark about to change into his superman outfit !!! close one ( thank goodness for super senses which stopped him ! ) well ... ( " looks like its time to act worried and shaken, clark . " ). clark let out a gasp looking at all the blood. some monstrous thing had come out the shadows with this huge pair of scissors just trying to chop at the reporter. this looks like a job for someone like john constantine, his go to demon handler. but seemed like this peculiar white haired swordsman had to do ( ... both this man and constantine had similar cocky personalities. does hunting demons do that to you ? )

❝ jee ... thanks ! i didn't know what i'd do if you didn't come along... what should i call you ? ❞ a reporter asking questions was nothing unusual, which made it great for clark kent to get some info on this hot shot hes never heard of .

→ @devilsparda

#pretend this icon has glasses #clark vc oh no im so weak and normal thanks for saving me #devilsparda #◖ man of steel . — ‹ for a better tomorrow ⤺ text. ›

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korayvi · 11 months ago

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Reborn hunger games sim thing

long post so theres a see more

cw for murder, violence, suicide, betrayal ect.

good do see things are eventful already. rip bozo

First murder and Amaria has resolved the plot

what the hell ame

aww thanks saphira :)

i would not infact like to be hunted by these 3

hardy just doesen't have the gamer mindset

awwwww

oh my god someone stop her she did this to ZEL too

dude what the fuuuuck where's saphira when you need her (she's in a cave)

hell yeah. there's only room for one gamer in this tournament

?????? Radomus??????

he's in his villain arc someone stop him

?????????? I DO NOT CONSENT TO THIS

well there go my hopes.

Titania i would not trust him he probably poisoned you or something

Amaria's resolving the entire team meteor problem

Is nothing sacred to you? you monster.

they're looking for sigmund

she tried her best don't be rude titania

heather and radomus are responsible for like half the deaths and Luna's just using this to air her own greivances

he's so silly like that

canon

rest in peace bestie

someone stop this crazy madman

Luna didn't mind the murder but stealing from her was crossing a line

saphira i get what you're going through but also you still have (1) sister left to comfotrt. good on you tita-

oh no she just wanted the double kill huh

i'd watch Noel's minecraft letsplay

after another swift murder Titania is our winner! With Paul Clark as our biggest loser. Radomus get the trophy for most murders at 4

#pokemon reborn #hunger games simulator

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delicatebluebirdruins · 8 months ago

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the empty grave reread

Saturday 2nd Nov 2024

I love this opening line and the dread is still there about the Anthony Lockwood gallery

7 the Skull hated being called tame and for good reason

3rd Nov 2024

9 Marissa's funeral proceeding treating her as a queen (they mention it on page 32 lying in state for the 3 days?)

27 "lockwood's presence game me courage"

43 the group commiting the three sins of ghost hunting

47 hello Revenent

50 birds of a feather

60 ghost client whoop (I hope I am always this excited about it)

81 "I think, that we found greater peace and pleasure in each other than in anyone. That was the good news. The bad news? I wasn't quite sure why" hmmm I wonder you were already close already emotionally. Lockwood can be a bit emotionally blind but him icing you out in THB did play a role in your leaving a small one but still. You also walked through the realm of the dead together your bond was fractured many, many times in THB for so many reasons and it was reforged throughout TCS and now of course.

86 and 103 is just me finding new things to add to my revision cards

111 the epitaph on the Lockwood's grave "knowledge sets us free" meaning so many things like the ghosts trapped in the living realm and limbo. the parents in general being killed to prevent knowledge being set free. them revealing the truth to the world about Fittes and Rotwell

114 Hey it's the second empty grave! and this one will stay empty for a long, long time

116 Lockwood telling Lucy about his parents dying will be something Cameron Chapman would shine in

121 "In my experience, graveyards can be used for lots of activities, not just ghost-hunting" what is your experience Skull? (thought when writing this up 10/11/24 calm down Mary Shelly)

130 the history of the ghost they're dealing with is great "Or possibly Luton"

134 Lockwood saying they aren't weak is so funny

138 I love this description for Flo "She liked liquorice, George and Lockwood in a somewhat unclear order"

141 bless Holly's existence "she remained impeccably polite"

142 "if you hung a uniform on a section of concrete pipe leaning against an outhouse wall the result would have possessed more intellectual zip"

157 Lucy mistakenly going after Sarah is so funny because she is the reason the Belle Dame is loose

169 Sweet sister Mary

173 bi Lucy? going with it

186 jealous Lucy protecting Lockwood

189 "It had tried to take Lockwood from me"

+ 190 "intelligience and recognition - and something more than that" i wonder what that is? Lockwood POV please and thank you

+ 199 "I hate trapezes" is there a deleted scene somewhere in Strouds notes of Lucy learning how to use a trapeze?

196 What were his thoughts with who did this? intitally I mean?

205 Poor Adam Bunchurch

209 Barnes I love you very much

214 Barnes warning them is so nice

220 we have a name for our ghost client Dr Neil Clarke

225 I want a jammie dodger now

230 I love the Skull

4th November

245 Possessive Skull "hey, fish-face find your own human"

250 Lockwood wanting to kill Sir Rupert Gale... I'd help. Also I hate how he kind of hinted at something happening to George "not off being naughty in some library again?"

253 God bless Jake the cabbie

266 Lucy is small and full of rage

269 I love Kipps "we might have to duff up a few pensioners" and Holly "there'll be some duffing up going on right now if you don't start filling us in"

282 "We could feel an abyss opening beneath ou feet"

284 I wonder what Dark London is?

296 Lavender acid? at least it smells nice

303 the idea that we may never get this scene Lockwood frozen in the midst of chaos is a crime I may never recover from

307 and there it is the truth of the Problem

317 this world has bazookas?

331 "They're here to be used. And I believe my sister would want use to use her room too. She'd want to help us escape"

335 Ezekiel is a prat

345 Lucy being miffed at Lockwood seemingly enjoying this chaos but the chaos is exposing the truth... Winkman we were so close to a moment here

353 Holly is gay

361 Good Old Esmeralda

363 What was the message George

364 Middle names are fun

372 vengeful chicken lmao but also poor Kipps

385 Oh Skull really? Lucy where would someone who works for Fittes take a Source?

389 Seriously who are you hat man?

391 Why are you doing so well Kipps?

398 Flo backstory! imagine how upset Lucy would be if she learned this in the run to Aickmeres? because Flo was part of a three person agency and she was the last one standing?

409 first sighting of Marissa and Ezekiel

415 the conversation with the Skull is great

420 Poor Kipps (Jack would kill this scene so would Ruby and the others when they go back to our world)

430 Lockwood sacrificing his coat :(

433 sticky fingers George and wolf like smile from Lockwood (in AU we could have these two meet as George is a pickpocket/thief and Lockwood sees him in the act)

437 "they were all stocky and muscular, their shaven heads like small boulders on which rudimentary faces had been drawn" this happens a few times with Lucy the way she see's large groups of "others". (And it will be something I pay attention to next time I reread as I know I am missing some) She describes them as all being from the same mould stripping them of their personhood as they are all caught up in the machine of Fittes (and Rotwell her description of the group selling hot chestnuts in the first book) in this case it works because this group is not a group made up of people it's a group like Winkman's thugs because all they know is following orders without question and I don't know where I'm going with this but something something dehumanisation I guess?

438 "That bloodthirsty young harpy" compliments!

457 Marissa being similar to Belle Dame

466 This is so spooky like the body of Penelope Fittes, her face but also the face of Marissa

474 killing the tension here Skull

Final Day 5th November 2024

480 that was a good summary Lucy

487 I love the Skull protecting them

489 Suck it Ezekiel

490 cat behaviour for sure

501 Lockwood and Lucy going downstairs arm in arm

519 healing Portland Row and themselves

525 what was the doodle

529 a glimmer of green from the Skull and of course the necklace

and there we have it the final book reread I love this book (the ranking would look like TEG/THB closely followed by TCS and then the first two way down in the rankings... I will die on the hill of them being combined was the best thing they could do in a adaptation)

#lockwood and co #george cubbins #anthony lockwood #lucy carlyle #the empty grave reread #lockwood library #the notes with a plus sign are things I added when typing this up

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novella-writers · 28 days ago

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30f with a very specific tolkien/high fantasy craving, looking for a long term writing partner who meets me halfway in terms of interest and brain rot (which i found is integral to my enjoyment of the writing partnership). given my age, i would be more comfortable if you were 25+ but if you're 21+ and exceptionally interested in my prompt then i suppose we can try something anyway!

i'm looking to develop and write something based on the tolkien legendarium, more specifically silmarillion ocs (set way before the events of the lord of the rings, timeline-wise). to be perfectly honest with you, i've been head over heels, foaming at the mouth, totally OBSESSED about rings of power's take on sauron and galadriel's relationship and i can't get them out of my system, i need to write something like that with somebody. but i understand people aren't into writing canons much nowadays, so i'd be more than happy to develop and write ocs based on them. i have this vague idea of developing a maia oc who belongs to oromë (kind of an amazon, shieldmaiden kind of vibe to her) and she's been relentlessly hunting your maia oc through the ages, a maia of melkor, who maybe found a way to tread the line between light and darkness after melkor was defeated. i wanted them to be thrown together in middle-earth, and maybe my oc for some reason doesn't recognize your oc's nature and doesn't realize the maia she's been hunting is right beside her, befriending her as they're both becoming mutually obsessed with each other. this can be toxic at first but i'd like to head towards a place of healing and balance eventually. i'm also emotionally attached to morfydd clark's and charlie vickers's faces as a ship so i'd love it if we could use them for these ocs. but i'm sure we can reach some sort of agreement if not. so yeah, this would be a m x f thing and i'd rather write the f-presenting maia.

as for my requirements beyond age, please be somebody available to work on this in the long term. i'm an adult with responsibilities and i don't have the kind of time to invest my creativity in something that's gonna fizzle out after the first few months. communicating properly with me is a must as well... y'all i'm starving for meaningful interactions with other writers! i'm a yapper when it comes to characters and i mesh well with other yappers, dry responses are very discouraging and make me feel like you're not meeting me halfway (or don't want to be talking to me after all). show me a little truth and you'll be making my day.

you don't have to have tolkien's entire body of work memorized (god knows i don't) but you should have some knowledge of the silmarillion at least, or willingness to dive deeper into it so we can write together. i don't intend to start writing right away because i take time to carefully craft my ocs and i'd like to do it alongside you, i'd like us to have something robust plotted prior to writing. that's also a great way for us to get used to each other and hyped for our plot! when we do get to writing i'd like to do it somewhere we can format and customize our replies like gdocs or jcink (don't worry, i'll set up everything we might need myself).

if this is all up your alley and you'd like to take this to discord, just like this post and i'll reach out to you! thanks so much!

Like if interested!

#fandom rp #tolkein rp #tolkein roleplay #silmarillion rp #silmarillion roleplay #oc rp #oc roleplay #21+ rp #21+ roleplay #25+ roleplay #25+ rp

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ocrpsearch · 28 days ago

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i'm 30f with a very specific tolkien/high fantasy craving, looking for a long term writing partner who meets me halfway in terms of interest and brain rot (which i found is integral to my enjoyment of the writing partnership). given my age, i would be more comfortable if you were 25+ but if you're 21+ and exceptionally interested in my prompt then i suppose we can try something!

if this is all up your alley and you'd like to take this to discord, just like this post and i'll reach out to you! thanks so much!

interact and anon will reach out!

#oc roleplay #oc x oc roleplay #1x1 rp #oc x oc rp #oc rp #mxf rp #mxf roleplay #silmarillion roleplay #silmarillion rp

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characterworkshoppe · 11 months ago

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So I've sort of somehow got super into DC where it now has a very bad chokehold on my life...I'm still new to A LOT of stuff and I'm still figuring shit out...and it feels somewhat like a scavenger hunt like..."now what should I watch after watching ..." but still fun :p

I need to ramble about this since everyone I know who is also low key into this stuff is either asleep or busy and I'm just itching to talk about it :p

Anyways...I watched a lot of Batman/Batfamily stuff which I adore...and words cannot convey how much I love the bat family webtoon...

And irl I somehow got my sister crushing on Jason Todd so there's that...

I also really liked watching some Super fam stuff...because yeah...I don't know why before I tried DC I genuinely thought I'd hate superman...BUT CLARK IS FUCKING ADORABLE SO IDK, FIGHT ME PAST SELF!!!! Superman and Lois was a cute series and waiting for October is difficult XD

I also adore J'onn J'onzz and genuinely want more shit with him in it!!!! I need more J'onn T-T I watched Young Justice and some other thing I forget...and I just need more of him...his presence in my life is lacking and I need more...

But what's currently rn on my mind is I am really into this one Green Lantern character and idk what other comics to read with her in it!!!!

Anyways her name is Soranik, and I'm so fucking obsessed XD

She's gorgeous, smart af, and just...I need more...

I read Green Lantern Corp : Recharge...all the way through...which I enjoyed...

BUT I CAN'T FOR THE LIFE OF ME FIND OTHER COMICS WITH HER IN IT!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH SOMEONE PLS TELL ME!!!! I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT COMICS SO IDK HOW TO FIGURE OUT OTHER THINGS THAT SHE'S IN!!!!

But I fucking love her!!!

Anyways thank you for listening to my DC rant! Ahhhh >//////<

#dc universe #rant post #hugs!#lighthearted #just needed to talk about it since I can't sleep #somebody explain comics to me since idk how to find my beloved woman #soranik natu

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mythicalwizard · 2 years ago

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The Kansas City Chiefs are Super Bowl LVII Champs!

#Kansas City Chiefs #KC Chiefs #NFL #Travis Kelce #Patrick Mahomes #Jerrick McKinnon #Juju Smith-Schuster #Marquez Valdes-Scantling #Super Bowl #Super Bowl Champs!#Know yo role #And shut yo mouth #Ya Jabronis!#You gotta fight for your right to party!#I'd like to thank the Clarks and the Hunts #If you know you know #My Gifs

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bluetooththereptilethethird · 3 years ago

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Beloved

Yandere werewolf clark Kent x fem reader (vampire au)

( English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes in the following text.)

(This fic is one of the multiple choices of this post)

Summary: Your life finally changes for the better…

Tw: mentions of pregnancy, labor and death

With a final cry of agony suddenly the immense pain left you, letting your sweat-covered body fall onto the damp sheets. You were nauseous and the dizziness made the world circle around you, you had finally passed it without dying! The realization made you let out a sigh of relief as you panted for air, your senses coming back to you as your body calmed down from the harsh labor.

The sound of your baby's cry hit your ears as soon as the storm inside you calmed down; making you gather the leftovers of your energy so you could lift your head. Your blurry vision caught the silhouette of Martha, your baby's grandmother who was wrapping the baby in a towel making you smile. The smell of blood filled your nostrils, making you realize what you had laid upon at the moment, but you couldn't move away from the dirty sheets, you had lost all of your power trying your best to survive giving birth to a baby that Martha had called "too big, just like its father" when you had let her examine your belly at your last month of pregnancy.

You could hear people around you whisper as they moved around, the cheering sound of the crowd outside the cottage reaching to you. "It's a boy!" You could recognize Kara's voice as she happily told the crowd, that the fact that more than hundreds of people were after knowing you were giving birth to their leader's child, waiting for hours outside of your home was not a concern for you, all you were thinking was water, your throat was dry because of the constant screaming, but you had to wait to earn a sip of it.

"There there Y/N..." Karen's voice made you turn your head to her as she touched your arm, gently picking you up by putting her hands behind your knees and back, making you wince as pain rushed into your body. "Shhh! It's over now! It's over!" She cooed as she put you down on the clean sheets, letting you rest as she and Martha started to wipe down the blood and other fluids off of your body.

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Some time passed and you were drifting to sleep when you felt Martha's gentle voice "Don't you want to see your son?" You hummed in her response as you opened your eyes, trying to sit straight despite the pain, the placenta just had come out of your body and it was hard to move around with your muscles sore. With some help from Kara, you sat in a more straight position as Martha handed you your baby, helping you adjust your hands right so you could keep the heavy boy in your arms.

"He's heavy!" You said as you looked down at him, the boy yawning as you talked. He had such fair skin for a baby, his little fist poking out of the blanket that he was wrapped into. Others chuckled at hearing that. "I'd told you, honey! He is a big boy...just like his father!" The mentioning of the father made your smile falter, you had expected him to be there, but was not, which made you sad. But if it labor was done he was going to come back soon, the others must have taken him away to hunt so he was not there when you were in agony, they knew Clark would interfere if he was there, the guy had such a soft spot for you.

You gently touched the black locks of hair on your son's head as you sighed, not believing that you had given birth to a person, all those months of pregnancy still felt unreal. "How did he fit in there?" Kara asked and made the other ladies in the room laugh at her question. "That's a mystery!" One of the ladies said, "You'll find out when you become a mother one day!" Another one said making Kara make a face. "Oh no thank you I don't need a baby! I just needed to see how hard it's to give birth and by watching Y/N I can say I'm not going to ever think about having a baby of my own!" This made the ladies laugh even louder, only to be shushed by Martha "Shh! Don't you see the baby is sleeping? Y/N is tired too!"

You smiled at your mother-in-law's concern, she always had treated you well. Since the time you were found in the woods by his son, Clark, covered in wounds and nearly dying, Martha had treated you like a part of her family. If it was not for her kindness, other women in the pack wouldn't have warmed up to you, casting you out. "So what is the name of this big boy?" Karen said as she sat next to you, brushing your hair out of the way with her hand. You chuckled, leaning to her, your husband's cousin Karen was more like a sister to you now. You shrugged at her question, making her frown. "You mean you and that big bear haven't thought of anything?" "Well Clark had said he wanted to name the baby after his father...so I think it would be Jonathan..." you said making Karen smile, pleasing your mate's family was the best strategy, you had learned this through the years you had lived as a normal human in the pack.

You leaned back to the pillows as you groaned, letting some of the baby's weight rest on your chest. You were thankful to the old gods, that your situation as the Alpha's mate was secure now that you had given birth to an heir, and no one dared to even question your place. When you had run away from the piercing bullets of your master's guards you had thought of many scenarios for your future but this.

After your resistance to the new masters' invitations, you were immediately thrown into one of the dark rooms of your master's mansion, where he'd punish you severely. But Rosie and Jacob had helped you run away, well partly, because one of the maids had told your master about your friends' plan and when they were helping you go off of the tall walls of your master's residence, they were both shot and killed by the guards, and if you hadn't had fallen and ran away into the woods quickly, you'd get shot as well.

It was not easy for you to move on when you knew people of the town near the mansion and your master's men were after you, and your friends' death were adding to your trauma. But you had managed to run a few good miles before the sun went down, but the experience you had with the monsters roaming the fields was not that great. Three days and nights of a nightmarish trip were needed for you to get into the eastern forest, where the largest werewolf pack of the dark lands lived. You were not aware of that though, you were just running away from your master, and without any food or water, wounded by the monsters, you had collapsed onto the forest's ground thinking that it was your end. But the gods had other plans for you.

You were found by none other than the alpha of the pack himself, Clark Kent, the mighty werewolf and the ultimate alpha of the east. He had helped you by taking you in, letting his mother take care of you. You had heard werewolves were extremely hostile to outsiders but Clark and his family were genuinely nice. But nothing good came without a price. Clark was interested in you, his mother had told you so many times, that you were the most beautiful woman in his pack to him, which was a pretty good compliment, the pack was filled with capable and wonderful ladies and he had chosen you! To him you were smart and even though you were weak for hunting or fighting, you were useful at helping the women of the pack.

Clark was a kind man, a wise leader, and a good son to his family. Though his feud with the vampires in the capital made him turn ruthless when he faced his enemies. At one point, when your wounds were healed and you were strong enough to leave the pack, you had to decide to stay or leave. If you left you had zero chance of survival and if you stayed, you had to be a member of the pack, either by turning or marriage. And since you didn't want to die, you gave in and accepted Clark's courting gifts.

It all started with little gifts, like treats or clothes, then when you progressed through the process the gifts turned into stuff that showed how much he was capable of providing for his family and soon-to-be mate. He built a cottage on his own, he brought large beasts that he had hunted down by empty hand, and he'd help you in chores as the gifts turned into acts of service or help to show what a capable mate he was. And at a full moon's night, you finally decided to give him the answer, yes, making Clark happy. But you didn't realize the danger of your decision.

From the moment you were marked no one but his family was allowed to touch you, anyone's scent but his family's and his was a red flag for Clark, and he dealt with red flags very harshly. You couldn't be on your own when you were outside and if you were going to leave without telling anyone you'd be punished by staying in the cottage, where the judging looks of other women and Clark's family were on you all the time. A human was truly accepted when they had proven themselves to the pack either by creating new members or joining in as werewolves, and you were stressed out by the fact that you had to have a child soon or your situation would get worse.

Clark was oblivious to all of that, as a mate he was too delusional, thinking you were still timid around him. He was a large man, who towered over the tallest of his pack's members, so maybe it was why you hid in his mother's house? Surely it was not because you were afraid of him right? Clark was big at everything and as a mere human, you were afraid that when he was getting into the mating season you wouldn't survive to see the end of it. But your opinions were ignored when you were pushed into having Clark's child. Clark had proved that you were at the end of your mate's and his family's chain of importance when it came to having opinions of your own, countless times.

And now you were having his child in your arms, free of the weight of the baby and his movements in your womb. Suddenly the door of the cottage was slammed open as Clark walked in, his eyes wide, searching around to find you and his child resting in the living room. He had moved the bed into the larger space in the last weeks of your pregnancy due to his mother's advice who was aware of the fact that your labor needed the help of so many people who couldn't walk around in the bedroom freely. You smiled at him as you moved Jonathan in your arms, hearing his heavy steps as he walked to you two. He knelt next to you as he watched you closely, looking for any sign of discomfort in your features, his brows furrowed in worry. Your smile grew wider when you noticed his worry, giving him a reassuring nod before whispering "Meet little Jonathan!". Clark's eyes gleamed at hearing the name, pleased that you had chosen his father's name for your son.

He looked down at the baby in your arms, rubbing his cheek with the back of his large fingers. "Hello little guy..." he said, his voice filled with glee. He then frowned slightly, making you let out a questioning hum. "Why is he so big?" The ladies in the room burst into laughter at hearing that. "It's your son dummy! He has his father's blood!" Kara said as she smacked Clark's shoulder. Jonathan jolted slightly at the sudden noise and opened his eyes, looking up at you two. Clark got worried that he might start crying but the boy just stared at his father before yawning, opening his small mouth to the fullest extent. "Look at you little champ...your mom did all the work and you are the one yawning?" You chuckled at Clark who talked to the baby with a serious face.

The voice of your laughter made him turn to you again. "Thank you beloved..." he said as his blue eyes looked into yours. He leaned in and kissed your lips passionately. "Oi! Keep that stuff to yourself, people are watching!" Karen said, making Clark pull away quickly and clear his throat and start to thank the ladies for their help like nothing had happened. You looked down at your son once more, as you pondered to yourself. Your fate could be worse, but now you were in a warm bed, holding your baby, instead of the cold embrace of a grave. you hoped Rosie and Jacob were happy as they watched you from above.

#yandere #yandere dc #yandere superman #yandere batman #yandere clark kent #werewolf #werewof Clark kent #vampire au #fem reader #yandere x reader #yandere x fem reader

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bonkwosher · 2 years ago

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Poly!Lacho x GN!Reader ~ Enemy Within Pt. 2

A/N: This is to go along with this pitch I made, along with part 1 of this fic. I may or may not be writing this before part 1 is even released bc I want to write a part 2 so bad. SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG THE LATTER HALF HAD ME UPSET BUT I REALLY LIKE IT NOW.

Prompt: Lacho (Lalo x Nacho) x Reader where Lalo & Nacho live in a big home & eventually the reader either stays the night or ends up living with them. This is in the time when Lalo & Gus are going head to head & thanks to Mike, Gus knows about the reader. Gus orders his men to kidnap the reader, beat them up, then frees them & pretends to be a good samaritan that saves them & brings them home to Lalo & Nacho. Gus uses this to get into Lalo & Nacho's home to find out their plans & Lalo & Nacho, who haven't told the reader about their business, are freaking out that Gus is now basically the reader's best friend. ~ Yours Truly

Contains: Violence (Silly little cartel boys get revenge for you), Derogatory terms (Slut), Homophobia/Prejudice Against Polyamory, Guns, Bolsa being a mean man (LMAO)

Word Count: 4198

Part 1 | [Part 2]

Lalo gave his husband a quick nod before watching the two leave towards the bedroom upstairs. He placed his hand on his gun as he turned back to Gus.

"You know you can't kill me, Lalo," Gus spoke as he fixed his posture, the bloody nose finally drying up, "Don Eladio would never forgive you."

Lalo pulled out his phone & dialed a number, the angry expression never leaving his face, "Bolsa, I'd like to meet up with Eladio as soon as possible. I know we were just there but, we have a... problem with one of his favorite men. I thought it would be best if we met in person."

Lalo hung up & placed the phone in his back pocket.

"You're lucky you have the chance to walk out of here alive. Just know that if you so much as look at my partner ever again, I will torture you for the rest of your life & never give you the satisfaction of death."

"Well, Y/N has my number. If they decide to contact me that's not my fault. I just want to make sure they'll recover smoothly after all of that. Maybe we'll become good friends!" Gus' cheery tone returned.

"Get. Out. Of. My. House!" Lalo spoke through gritted teeth.

"Seems like I should see myself out. Nice to meet you, Mr. Salamanca," Fring held out his hand, clearly relishing in the fact that he was torturing his enemy.

"Last chance before I shoot you right here, Fring."

Gus took the hint & finally turned towards the door. Lalo wished he could shoot him in the back of the head right there. After Fring left, Lalo locked the door behind him. He pulled out his phone once more & called for more men to be sent to his house. He walked along the inside perimeter of the house making sure everything was locked. Once he was done he walked up to the bedroom. Ignacio was laying on the side of the bed with your arms & legs wrapped around him, you were out cold.

"Are they feeling better?" Lalo asked softly, noticing that his husband refused to look at him, "I'm sorry, mi corazón. I could not have known this would happen."

Ignacio glared at his husband through his eyebrows. Lalo could have known because he was constantly telling him it would happen. He let his mind wander as he looked up at the ceiling. Sleeping was going to be impossible for those two, if you weren't so drained you'd be up with them. Lalo sat in the chair by the bed & placed his gun on the armrest. He would not sleep until his men were there to watch over you. Then again he had a lot to think about, the methods he'd use to break each bone in the body of the man that hurt you.

"Brian Clarke," Lalo thought aloud, gaining the attention of his husband, "Clarke with an e at the end. Brian... Clarke."

Once his men arrived he met them outside, ordering two of them to hunt down your assailant while the others patrolled the house. Finally, Lalo had a chance to relax. He made his way back to the bedroom & got in bed. He turned over, looking at you, & felt guilt wash over him once more. Now that he wasn't protecting you or enraged at Gus, he was just disappointed with himself. He lied to Ignacio & put you in danger, to be fair he didn't think anyone would be dumb enough to cross him. He should've accounted for Gus' unpredictability.

That morning Ignacio was shaken awake by his husband who wore a bright smile considering what happened last night. Ignacio gave Lalo a confused & heavily tired look.

"We got him," Lalo dragged out his words, cheer filling his tone.

"Who?" Ignacio's brow furrowed, "Fring?"

Lalo stepped back & used his hands to talk, "No, no. Not yet! Brian Clarke, the man who hurt Y/N!"

Ignacio shushed his husband & looked down at you, sleeping as peacefully as you could with such injuries. Without a second thought, anger took over & he held eye contact with Lalo.

"Make him suffer."

"You don't want to come with me? A little husband-husband bonding," he teased.

"I'm not leaving Y/N alone ever again," Ignacio ran his hand through your hair, causing your unconscious form to slightly tighten your grip around his midsection.

Lalo felt his smile falter but hid it by lightly hitting Ignacio's arm, "Hey, I'll have my fun then you can take your turn."

Ignacio barely processed that his husband was talking, gritting his teeth & imagining breaking the man's spirit, "I want to go first. Stay with Y/N."

Lalo felt like a schoolgirl watching Ignacio climb out of bed, his fists clenched (Lalo: "That is the hottest thing you've ever said" LMAO). Before Ignacio could make it out Lalo pulled him close & gave him a long kiss, pulling Ignacio as close to him as he possibly could. As much as Ignacio wanted to still be upset with Lalo, he couldn't help but melt in his husband's grasp.

"Make him wish he never laid eyes on our querida, mi corazón (darling, my heart)," Lalo spoke as he pulled away from the kiss.

As Ignacio left, Lalo heard you mumbling in your sleep. He quickly climbed into bed with you & wrapped your limbs around him. He leaned back & pulled out his phone, connecting to a nanny cam that was installed in the basement. Pulling out headphones & putting one in his ear, he waited for his husband to walk down the stairs.

Ignacio entered Lalo's study & closed the doors, making sure no one could see what he was doing. In typical Lalo fashion, he created a secret door & basement. Initially, it was so he couldn't be caught by police but it helped keep their business from you as well. Ignacio hit a hidden button & the door slid open. He took a deep breath & walked slowly down the stairs, Brian's pleads became audible quickly.

"Where am I? You've got the wrong guy!"

"I don't think I do, Brian. Your boss sold you out. You picked the wrong side," Ignacio taunted the man who was chained to a wall.

Brian's skin went pale, he recognized his captor even in the dim, red light.

"Ignacio Varga," he breathed out.

Ignacio grabbed a cigar cutter from the table & brought it up to the man, ignoring his pleas. He cut the man's pointer finger clean off, relishing the screams of pain the man let out.

"Only people I love can call me Ignacio," he began while holding up the cigar cutter once more, "Speaking of people I love, I believe you know why you're here."

The man was full-on crying now, amusing Ignacio, "It was just a job, I didn't know they were important to you."

"I don't like liars, Brian," Ignacio spoke before cutting another finger off.

"Fine! I knew who they were! It's a job though, I can't just say no. I have to do what I'm paid for!"

"Torturing innocent people, that's what you're paid to do?"

This man was in so much pain he didn't even consider watching his words, "They can't be innocent, they're dating you & Lalo Salamanca! They're just as bad as you!"

Lalo, who was watching with a bright smile on his face, whispered to himself, "Ohoho, you've just sealed your fate, Bryito."

Lalo felt you moving under him & quickly closed his phone, slightly sad he wouldn't be able to watch his husband's rage live. He looked down at you to see you slowly pushing yourself up, arms shaking.

"No, no, no, querida! Don't overwork yourself," Lalo spoke quickly trying to awkwardly lift some of your body weight for you.

You were initially surprised by the fact that you were no longer laying on Ignacio's chest, but you were happy to have some alone time with your other partner now, "I'm fine, Lalo. I'm just getting up."

Your statement was immediately followed by a wince & Lalo no longer allowed you to move on your own, pulling you up to lay on his chest. You laughed at the fact that he could heft you around like nothing.

"You should take the pain meds, querida."

"You're right, I need food then. Guess we have to get up," you teased causing your to partner smile.

"Fine, fine. But if you get in any pain I will find a way to carry you!"

The two of you made your way downstairs & into the kitchen, Lalo ghosting a protective arm around your waist. He directed you to sit at the table while he made breakfast. Lalo turned on some music & sung along with it while putting on his apron.

"Where's Ignacio?" you asked, making Lalo's eyes widen a hopefully unnoticeable amount.

"Oh, he went to the gym, he had to get some frustration out. I'll text him to find out when he's coming back."

Lalo Salamanca: Y/N & I are in the kitchen! When are you coming back from the gym?

Lalo waited as the meat cooked, staring at his phone hoping Ignacio understood what he meant. He tapped his foot to the beat of the music.

"Mi corazón Ignacio": Alright, I'll be home soon. I love you!

Lalo relayed the information to you & continued cooking. He took a moment to pour out a glass of water for you & set it on the table, kissing you before turning back to the stove. You almost choked on your water when you saw a man outside with a gun slung over his back. Freaking out, you didn't hear Ignacio enter the home.

"Lalo! There's- a guy!" You started hyperventilating as you jumped out of your seat, trying to run away.

Ignacio ran up & grabbed you leading you toward one of the many unassuming dressers in your home. Unbeknownst to you, a gun sat in one of the drawers.

"Is it the security?" Ignacio asked, pulling your head to his chest, which you now noticed was bare.

Lalo grabbed his hip & looked outside, one of his men. He should've relayed the fact that you now have a security detail to you earlier, he was just too distracted by all that his husband was doing in the basement.

"Sí, I'm sorry querida. I forgot to tell you I hired some extra security," Lalo spoke, lowering his hand & walking up to the two of you.

Lalo threw an arm over both yours & Ignacio's shoulders as the latter tried to bring you down from your panic. Lalo was never as good with these things as Ignacio was, so he tried his best to use his presence to offer comfort. He lightly squeezed your shoulder & placed a kiss on your cheek.

"Everything is okay, ángel, you heard what Lalo said."

Once you managed to calm down, the two led you back to the kitchen. Lalo returned to cooking while Ignacio sat across from you holding your hand. A bit later, Lalo placed plates full of food in front of you & Ignacio before sitting down with his own. You ate in peaceful silence for a while before a ping rang from your phone, more so catching Lalo's attention than anyone else. Your phone was in the living room & you didn't care enough to get it, not voicing your opinion, instead just chowing down on the amazing breakfast.

"Lalo, your cooking is always so amazing," you complimented.

"Thank you, querida," his mind was far away.

A second ping hit your phone & Lalo stood up believing the pings to be texts from Gus. He walked off into the living room & grabbed your phone, false alarm, emails. He brought your phone back with him & set it on the table.

"You have some emails from work," Lalo handed you your phone & sat back down.

You let go of Ignacio's hand to reply to your boss, Ignacio's eyes flitted up towards you & stayed locked on your face. He felt an extreme need to always see you or feel you, likely fuelled by the guilt of letting you get hurt. He wasn't even eating at this point, just staring.

"How was the gym, Ignacio?"

He didn't even turn to face Lalo, "It was good, I feel a bit better now."

You looked up to meet Ignacio's eyes, "Oh yeah, you went to the gym. Do you need a shirt or do you just want to sit there shirtless & looking pretty?"

Ignacio's eyes softened & he gave you a soft smile. Lalo let out a chuckle, "What, you don't like what you see? Close your eyes then because I do!"

You & Ignacio erupted into laughter & life felt normal again. Your phone began to ring & you stood up slowly, walking into the other room to take the call. Lalo didn't question it, trying not to be paranoid for five seconds & Ignacio kept an eye on you still, scooting his chair a little bit to keep you in view. Ignacio subconsciously tightened his grip on the knife that he was using to cut his food.

"Hello? Oh hi, great to hear from you again. Yeah, I'm good. I'm in a lot less pain than yesterday but it's still rough," after another pause you turned to look into the kitchen, "Can we have Gus over for lunch?"

Lalo turned to look at Ignacio, "Oh, well- I was thinking we should, erm- go visit the doctor to see what we can do to help you recover?"

You paused for a moment, listening to Gus, "Gus asks if dinner is okay?"

"Querida, I-" Lalo wanted to protest but you looked so innocent & he feared saying no would hurt your feelings, "Yeah, that's fine."

The hospital trip only amounted to the doctor informing you that you should stay in bed. Lalo tried to use that to convince you to rain-check your dinner but you felt indebted to Gus. As the three of you pulled into the driveway, Lalo received a phone call. He stepped out of the car & walked a bit away before answering.

"Bolsa?"

"Yes, Lalo. I got your message, would you like me to come across the border to discuss the matter with you in person?"

"Hmm, yes. Is tonight doable?"

"Yes, Lalo, but if this is another 'you not trusting Fring without a fraction of evidence' then I will take it up with Eladio."

"Of course, Bolsa. I have reason this time, my uncle has no influence in my decision."

"Alright, I will head to you now."

Lalo couldn't help but be happy now with the fact that Gus was coming over, ensnaring himself in a trap of Lalo's own design. He walked inside to find that you & Nacho had already gone upstairs, likely to cuddle. He decided to get some extra work in with your friend in the basement. He entered his study, opened the door, & made his way downstairs. Brian instantly heard the footsteps.

"I've told you everything, please. I'm sorry I hurt your partner," his voice was hoarse & he barely had the strength to look up at Lalo.

"Oh no, I haven't had the chance to hear your story," Lalo grabbed a large, jagged knife off the table, "& I have a friend who would love to hear it. If you don't mind telling them, I just might let you live."

You were doing your best to help set up dinner. You were moving slow & had to take breaks but Ignacio was there to pick up where you left off each time. Lalo walked up, pulling Ignacio away from the table as he laid down utensils. He took Ignacio into the other room so you wouldn't hear him muttering something like, "Let me show you some of the current profits, tell me what you think."

You tried your best to set up the rest of the table, looking over your shoulder to see Ignacio staring at you.

"I'm fine!" You yelled, causing him to smile.

Ignacio rejoined you in setting up dinner & within minutes there was a knock at the door. You turned to get it but Lalo ran past you towards the door shouting, "Rest, querida!"

The door opened to reveal Gus with a bottle of expensive-looking wine in hand. He offered the wine to Lalo before stepping inside & heading straight to you. He attempted to sit next to you but Ignacio quickly took his spot. Lalo had already staked his claim at the head of the table, despite still cooking on the other side of the kitchen, so Gus ended up sitting across from you. Ignacio placed a tight grip on your leg to the point where your leg began to hurt.

"Ignacio- Can you," his eyes snapped to you & he loosened his grip, "I'm sorry ángel, I got lost in thought."

"About what?" You asked, trying your best to hold eye contact as your partner avoided it.

Ignacio did his best to not look back at Gus, lying to you felt so wrong but he knew it was to keep you safe, "I just wish I ended up staying here to protect you."

"That's not your fault, baby. You & Lalo had business & it's not like any of us knew I was in danger. I'm safe now because my two wonderful husbands are here to protect me," you admittedly gave a cheesy line at the end but it made Ignacio feel a bit better.

Lalo finished cooking & placed the plates down once more. He had an oddly cheery attitude while sitting next to his worst enemy. Gus noticed that instantly. He couldn't brush it off as Lalo being a good actor.

"How was your day, Gus?" You asked as you dug into your food.

"It was nice, thank you. A lot of meetings."

"Meetings for what?"

"I own a restaurant chain called Los Pollos Hermanos, I spend most of my time making sure each restaurant is up & running."

"Oh! Lalo owns some restaurants too, right Lalo!"

"Yes, querida. It sadly takes a fair amount of my time away from my partners but I do get to work with Ignacio on occasion, that's taken some of the workload off my shoulders."

"Why do you not work with Y/N," Gus struck a cord.

"Well, I-" Lalo began, being met with your immediate interjection.

"I am, in no way, capable of running a business. Thank you for the vote of confidence though, Gus."

You took another bite of your food & gave him a smile. A knock at your front door made you jump a little. Lalo jumped up & headed to the door while Ignacio grabbed your hand.

"Let's go upstairs, ángel," Ignacio nodded towards the large staircase behind him & looked a bit concerned.

"Why, we're having dinner?"

"I- just, come with me."

"O-Okay, sure I guess."

You were confused, definitely. You wouldn't admit it but you were a little scared. Ignacio sounded... unsettled for lack of a better word. You turned to see the man at the door for just a second before Ignacio drew your attention back to him. He was tall with dark hair & a fancy suit. He shook Lalo's hand with a smile.

"Please, Juan, join us in the kitchen."

By "us", Bolsa expected to see Lalo's husband, Ignacio. The fact that Lalo was married to a man became well-known quickly throughout the cartel. It would be a lie to say people took him less seriously after the wedding. You, on the other hand, were still a secret until now.

"Oh! Fring, I didn't expect you to be here," Bolsa replied to Gus' shocked look.

The three men sat at the table in silence for a moment as Lalo pulled out a folder.

"I called you here today, Juan, because Fring kidnapped my partner. I believe he was trying to take a stab at my family's business!"

"Where is Nacho now?" Bolsa asked.

"I- No, my other partner."

"Other partner?"

"Yes, Y/N, they're upstairs now but-"

"Are they actually your partner or are they some slut you hired."

Lalo stood up & slammed his fist onto the table, "Will you listen to me, Juan?!"

Silence fell over the table once more as Lalo practically threw the folder at Juan. He opened the folder to see pictures from your doctor's visit that day showcasing each & every injury you sustained. Bolsa was silent as he looked through each one.

"So you say Fring kidnapped them to undermine you?"

"Yes!"

"Then why are they alive?" Bolsa asked bluntly.

"What?" Lalo froze, this wasn't going how he planned.

"You think Fring doesn't have the resources to make someone disappear. Am I wrong to assume that it would be easy for you?" Bolsa turned to Fring.

"N-No, I have made some less than trustworthy workers disappear as you say," Gus tried to sound more innocent, a liar's tactic?

"No! He kidnapped Y/N, hurt them, then let them go to get to me! One of his men, who was involved, admitted it all to me!"

"You kidnapped one of my men?" Gus, again, feigned innocence.

"You gave me his name! You wanted me to take him!"

The group was yelling too loud to hear Ignacio calling out to you to come back. Your husband tried to grab you but you got past him & ran downstairs.

Lalo pulled out his gun & pointed it at Gus, "He hurt my partner, you can't let him get away with that!"

"Lalo?" You spoke no louder than a whisper while grabbing his arm.

Lalo didn't register your voice & threw you to the floor, pointing his gun at you. The fear in your eyes almost made him drop his gun. He quickly holstered his gun & kneeled down in front of you, you scrambled away from him.

"Querida, I-"

"I take it you haven't told them about your business," Bolsa, who was now standing, spoke down on his fellow Don with a twisted smile, "Are they really your partner if you can't trust them?"

Ignacio helped you up but you stepped away from him as well, "What are they talking about?"

Ignacio fell silent & you backed away. You felt so confused & betrayed. You were almost at the door when Ignacio spoke up.

"Gus Fring was the one that ordered your kidnapping."

"What?" You now noticed that Gus was in the room as well.

"I would never, Y/N, I did all I could to help yo-"

Lalo quickly raised his gun to point at Gus, "SHUT UP!"

Gus' hands flew to his head & you tried to protest, Lalo immediately interrupted you.

"Ignacio, take Y/N up to our room, we'll tell them everything after," his voice turned cold, "Give me five minutes."

Ignacio went to pull you into a hug but you ripped yourself away again, "You can't hurt Gus, he saved me!"

"No, Y/N, please. I'll explain it all upstairs," Ignacio tried to reason with you.

"If I go upstairs I can't guarantee Gus' safety," You turned to look at Lalo, "If you hurt him I- I'll call the police."

The sound of a gun clicking made you freeze. You didn't have to turn to know it was pointed at you.

"We can't have you doing that," Bolsa spoke, bringing the gun a little closer to your head.

Lalo turned to point his gun at Bolsa, "Don't."

"You cannot let them go to the police, if they so much as touch a phone I will shoot. We have a lot more to protect here than your marriage, Lalo. You know my job!"

"Fine! I'll go upstairs," You turned on your heel & walked right past Ignacio, who walked behind you to keep you safe.

As soon as you got upstairs you made a beeline for your room & locked yourself in before Ignacio could reach you. To say you were scared was a terrible understatement. You didn't know what was going on & all you could convince yourself was true was that you weren't making it out of here alive. Ignacio didn't try to fight you, if anyone in this godforsaken world could understand how you were feeling right now it was him. He rested his back against the door & slid to the floor with a thud, letting his head rest in his hands. There was a long period of silence.

"Àngel, I-" Another pause made your heart race, "I wish I knew what to say. I understand that this is... terrifying. We didn't want you to find out this way. Ugh, that doesn't change anything. We didn't want you to get hurt."

You didn't respond, you were genuinely afraid your husband was waiting for a chance to kill you.

"We thought keeping everything from you would keep you safe. All it did was make you an easy target. I want to tell you everything. I'll do it from behind this door if I have to but please, just tell me if you want to hear it."

You hesitated for a moment before standing up from your spot on the bed & moving to sit against the door. Your mind wouldn't let you admit it but being close to Ignacio again calmed you a bit.

You held your knees close to your chest, "Tell me everything."

A/N: So.... Part 3? :)))))

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Yandere werewolf clark Kent x fem reader (vampire au)

( English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes in the following text.)

(This fic is one of the multiple choices of this post)

Summary: Your life finally changes for the better...

Tw: mentions of pregnancy, labor and death

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#yandere superman #yandere batman #yandere #yandere dc #dc #dc comics #vampire au #werewolf clark kent #fem reader #yandere x reader

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