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vacantgodling · 2 years

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i couldn’t sleep so have these gays and im gonna force myself to dream about them

wip: vampires don’t take road trips

character(s): darren de leon (mc/pov), gabriel “gabe” batari ; mentions of other characters

warnings: none! just confused gays being dudes! tl;dr darren is bi and thinks gabe is playing hard to get and gets a lil annoyed bc he doesn’t get why gabe won’t take the bait. in actuality, gabe is actually demi and has not experienced feelings for anyone before so clams up when directly flirted with. they like each other they just need to communicate lmao. chaos ensues.

early autumn skies and getting closer to someone you’re painfully attracted to…

The city lights were brighter than the stars out here, so far away from them.

I’d offered to take first watch since I don’t sleep anyway. My eyes continued to sweep across the desert surrounding around us, seeking anything unusual but finding nothing. I’d never been to a place before that didn’t rain; even in a brief trip to California summers and summers ago, I remembered the all-encompassing sheets of moisture that cut Dave and I’s trip to Disneyland short.

I wouldn’t say that I was surprised when Gabe came out to sit next to me. The novelty of it though, lingered. He should’ve sat further from me if he didn’t want our shoulders to brush; the nagging suspicion that he purposefully underestimated his broad wingspan to be in my proximity was growing stronger with every incident. I didn’t turn to face him right away, instead I kept admiring how I could pluck out the sheen of metal of a lone street lamp at the edge of the city from here.

“Not smoking?” He finally asked. I huffed out a laugh through my nose. What a conversationalist. “I ran out of weed two days ago. I don’t even think it’s legal in this state.” I glanced at him. His golden eyes were trained on me, little attentive crescent moons, like always. I looked back towards the city. “But, I think I’m starting to feel the merits of being sober.” I was giving him an “in.” As usual, Gabe didn’t take my bait. “I think Marco has some. Weed, I mean.”

“Yeah? That’s his stash though.” Growing bored of the city and not wanting to look at Gabe yet, I flopped on my back to study the stars. I didn’t know shit about astrology. I could probably ask Vlad and he’d name every constellation. Demi would probably bitch about his storytelling. The thought made me smile.

“Slacking off?” Gabe’s voice brought me back, I hadn’t realized I’d closed my eyes. I looked up at him where he was peering at me with a grin and bumped my shoulder against his knee. “I got you here keeping watch with me, big guy. You’re only enabling me.”

“Should I head back to the tent?” He asked. I could tell he was pretending to be unamused, I saw the tiny sliver of his mouth quirk up into a grin before his lips turned back into a frown. Brooders gotta brood. Either way, it was fun pressing buttons to see which one would break his facade. I was winning regardless.

“You wouldn’t.” I said, matter-of-fact. Gabe snorted, yet, he made no effort to move. Instead, he grasped my elbow with his free hand and gave it a light squeeze. “You’re right.” He met my eyes, then blindsided me with a devilish grin. “I don’t trust you.”

“Okay, rude.” I put my hand to my chest, but I couldn’t tell if it was in indignation or to keep my heart from rabbiting out of it. “First of all, what have I done to ever make you distrust me?”

“Tried to bite me when we first met, for one.” I rolled my eyes. “I thought we were past that Gabe, baby.” I gave him my best puppy dog eyes and ignored the way the tips of his ears turned pink. “You can’t keep holding that over me—you smell too good. Even Vlad agrees!”

“Keep your fangs to yourself.” He poked my cheek. I lunged at his finger for a nibble, but he pushed his hand against my face to keep me back.

“You really want me to keep them to myself?” I pushed myself up on my elbows to give Gabe my best, suggestive-yet-unimpressed stare. But as usual, whenever my flirting attempts got too bold, he stonewalled me. I cursed myself in the only language I knew when I saw his easy mask slide back into place, his grin dropping like ice shards. And he’d opened up enough to smile dammit—! Frustrated, I huffed, blowing stray bangs from my face.

“Do you get off on torturing me or something?” And he had the gall to look confused. “You’re really gonna make me say it?”

“Say what?” He asked.

“Oh you fucking— Don’t worry about it.” I waved my hand, dismissing it. I couldn’t do this conversation right now, and it wasn’t fair for me to get mad at him. Maybe he didn’t know how I felt—what I meant—and I was looking too far into things. I was being pretty obvious but it wouldn’t be the first time. This time would just hurt more.

I’d get over it.

Sensing my irritation, Gabe decided not to say anything. We sat in silence for a long, long moment.

He surprised me by breaking the silence first. It started with a point.

“Do you see that star there?” I turned my gaze back up to the sky, following his finger to a particularly small but bright cluster. It was hard to make out each individual element; they must be stars further out and even with my vampire enhanced eyes, my innate humanness bogged down my clear view. Still, I peered for a moment longer, then nodded. “My mother tells me she was born somewhere around there.” I looked to Gabe in surprise. It was easy to forget; how Earthbounds like the rest of us were truly on a different scale. Even though I struggled to see those stars, did Gabe see them clearly? Unclouded, with eyes meant to see through the depths of space. Only hindered by the Earth’s unusual gravity and atmosphere? Did he feel a sense of longing for out there… or was he content since this was all he knew? I wet my lips, searching for something to say. “Is it… common for Celestials to be born here?”

“On Earth? No.” Gabe wasn’t looking at me, and somehow it felt like the wrong thing to ask. “I’m… pretty rare, I guess.” He shrugged, then seemed to think for a moment. “… Where were you born?”

“Me?” A startled laugh I couldn’t help bubbled from my throat. “I um… New York, I think? Actually—“ I scrunched up my brow. “I don’t know. Dave hasn’t told me much about it and I haven’t really asked Liz. But New York feels right. It’s where most of my early memories are, anyway.”

“I was surprised when Vlad told me you lived there.” Gabe met my eyes again. The smile he gave me this time was softer, more genuine. He really was going to make my heart beat out from behind my ribs. “You don’t really have much of an accent.”

“Really? I’ve been told I sound like a New Yawker.” I beamed when I saw the hints of a smile tug at his lips again. “You expecting me to sound like a 50’s mobster or something?” His laugh was soft, but bright. The moon was envious. “Maybe. That’s all my knowledge of New York.”

“I’ll take you someday.” Once this is over. “You’ll hate it. It’s so loud and full of people.” Gabe rolled his eyes, but it looked fond. “Great.”

“Where were you born?”

Our conversation strayed until near dawn. Covering every topic from our birth places and dates (I can’t understate how elated I was when I found out his birthday is 4 days after mine. That, and the way Gabe deadpanned when I told him my birthday was April 20th—I wish I had Awilda’s camera), to the desert, plants, more vampire lessons. I wasn’t even tired when Vlad came stumbling out of the tent, rubbing his eyes from sleep, to let us know we could go back in the tent to rest. Moonglend and Awilda were going to find breakfast. I ruffled his hair when I passed, and his tired smile spread a comfortable warmth throughout my body in the form of minute tingles.

“Sweet dreams.” I told Gabe over my shoulder once I settled down into Vlad’s vacant sleeping bag. He didn’t say anything back, so I closed my eyes, settling down to sleep.

I was sure I imagined the ghost of warmth across my forehead before I truly drifted off, but at least it’d be a good dream.

#s: darren and co #ren writing #i’m obsessed with them bye #they’re much more sweet and awkward what dumbasses

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nyxshadowhawk · 4 years

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The Major Arcana, According to Castlevania

Playing The Arcana while binge-watching Castlevania has made me want to arrange Castlevania characters according to the Major Arcana. This is just my interpretation, so make of it what you will.

The Fool: Soma Cruz. I was going to put Soma at the Wheel of Fortune, but I think this is a better place for him. He is a seemingly normal, naive kid who is thrust into the adventure of a lifetime. He stands in a liminal space, at the boundary between light and darkness during an eclipse. He has the potential to be either good or evil, to become Dracula or to champion the fight against him.

The Magician: Juste Belmont. Sypha could easily go here too, but Juste is quite a skilled sorcerer. His magical abilities really set him apart from any other Belmont and, though he doesn’t quite equal Richter and Julius in terms of raw power, his magic definitely gives him an edge.

The High Priestess: Sypha Belnades. She doesn’t quite have the composure you’d expect from the High Priestess, but with her magical powers, intuition, and extensive knowledge of the arcane, she fits. She is also creative and strong-willed.

The Hierophant: Genya Arikado. Okay, maybe this is cheating, but Alucard’s role in the story does change as it goes along. By the time we reach AoS, he’s lived 600 years. He is powerful, wise, and righteous, but stuck obsolete ways of thinking (because... y’know.. he’s six hundred years old.)

The Empress: Shanoa. I have not played OoE so I can’t say much about her, but I know that in raw power she is second only to Soma, and Alucard’s equal. She is also the only woman to have her own game (in the main timeline), making her the Queen of Castlevania.

The Emperor: Richter Belmont. He’s likely the most powerful Belmont, unless Julius surpasses him. He also temporarily falls under the control of Shaft and becomes Lord of the Castle. Either way, he fits.

The Lovers: Mathias and Elizabeta/Dracula and Lisa. There’s a lot of love relationships implicit in the series, but this one has the most direct impact over the plot and the characters involved. Dracula seems to genuinely love his wife, in Lament, Symphony, and the Netflix series.

The Chariot: Trevor Belmont. Trevor’s character arc in the animated series centers around him making the active decision to take control over his own life. He fights back against Dracula for the good of Wallachia, instead of just letting life pass him by in an apathetic stupor.

Justice: Leon Belmont. I almost put him at The Sun, but what really defines Leon is his desire for justice, not just for Sara but for everyone Dracula might hurt. “The Belmont Clan will hunt the night!”

The Hermit: Alucard. Who else but the man who shut himself in a box for three hundred years? He almost shuts himself back into it after Symphony. Even when he’s around people, he tends to keep his distance. Between being immortal and in mourning, Alucard is desperately lonely, but he seems to like it that way.

The Wheel of Fortune: This one’s kind of a wild card. I’m not sure if there’s really a character who exemplifies it. I’d probably put Jonathan and Charlotte here, but I haven’t played PoR, so I don’t know much about them. It’s either them or John and Eric. Or Grant! Grant is underrated and deserves love!

Strength: Simon Belmont. This man manages to kill Dracula not once, but TWICE, and the second time was while a curse was slowly killing him! He has more determination and willpower than even the average Belmont.

The Hanged Man: Hector. I’m going off of intuition on this one, since I haven’t played Curse of Darkness, but from what I know of Hector from Netflix, his story is one of tragedy and transformation no matter which way you spin it. In the game, he seeks to atone for his past and join the side of good.

Death: Guess. Who.

Temperance: Isaac (Netflix) is something of a dark, cynical choice for this card. And yet, he fits, because it is his ultimate ambition to bring the world to a state of balance and peace, albeit through twisted means. He engages in brutal self-flagellation to calm his mind and achieve spiritual discipline. He is not the healthiest interpretation of Temperance, but embodies it nonetheless.

The Devil: Dracula. Well, duh, right? Even if an actual devil exists in the (main) ’Vania-verse, Dracula still may as well be it.

The Tower: Those twins from season 3. Bolt from the blue, true destruction. I will not elaborate, I will only say that my heart has been taken out and impaled on a stake, and I don’t know how long it will take for me to recover.

The Star: Maria. She is just a little ray of light in the dark world of Castlevania, always optimistic while still being fearless, determined, and competent. She also has enough confidence to take on Castlevania by herself and even says “Well, perhaps we’ll meet again... if you live that long” to Alucard’s face.

The Moon: Carmilla. The Moon can represent the allure of the dark side and the temptation of vampirism, as well as madness and deception. What defines Carmilla (and that bitch-who-shall-not-be-named) for me is her deceptive nature. It’s why I hate her so much. She promises you fulfillment of your forbidden passions and then destroys you. It’s a dark interpretation of the Moon, but it works.

The Sun: Christopher and Soleil Belmont. Christopher is SUPER underrated and forgotten by almost everyone (although he’s a legend in-universe), which is sad because he literally defeated Dracula twice! Just like Simon! And, Soleil was the first heroic character to become possessed by evil! You thought that trend started with IGA? No! Soleil is the first Belmont to be fought as a boss. They deserve some love.

Judgement: Julius Belmont. Dracula’s day of reckoning has come. Again. Fighting Julius Belmont is the last test that Soma must past before confronting Chaos. Julius stands at the final threshold and offers Soma the opportunity for personal atonement and redemption.

The World: Castlevania itself, the central point of the entire series and the driving force behind it. It is the battleground on which the forces of good and evil come to a head, and no man can say who will emerge victorious.

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alonely-dreamer · 5 years

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The Valuable Sun | Chapter 6

Summary: Brooklynne Stackhouse is Sookie and Jason Stackhouse’s little sister. Like her older sibling, she is a telepath, but her powers are far more stronger and far more uncontrollable than her sister’s. After a series of murders in Bon Temps, Sookie takes it upon herself to investigate, taking her younger sister with her in a club called Fangtasia, where they meet vampire and sheriff Eric Northman.

Pairing: Eric x OC

Warnings: 18+ (language, violence, blood)

A/N: Please, note that I am French so there might be some mistakes here and there.

Words: 4860

Schedule: A new chapter will be posted every Monday. Chapter 7 to 10 are available on my Patreon for early and instant access.

Masterlist

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5

Brooklynne had never left Louisiana. She thought she’d be happy to visit another state, but it seemed the silence in her head was heavier than she would have imagined. Her lonely voice wasn’t as pleasant as she’d have thought, especially since she was beating herself up for blindly trusting Eric despite her sister’s advice. Sookie hadn’t mentioned it and the two sisters had barely talked as they were getting ready to leave for Dallas.

They left in the late afternoon, the plane having been delayed for a couple of hours. Bill didn’t feel comfortable leaving Jessica alone in Bon Temps and had taken her with them. The two vampires were resting in their travel coffins while Sookie and Brooklynne enjoyed the private plane Bill had booked, with Eric’s credit-car.

‘Enjoyed’ wasn’t a word neither sisters would have used, however, since neither of them talked to the other. Brooklynne was second guessing herself. What if Sookie were right? What if Adele had had a good reason to keep her inside the house? Maybe she was too naïve to be trusted to make decisions for herself, especially if those decisions led her to another state with a psycho vampire like Eric Northman.

“You’ll get used to it,” Sookie said suddenly, and for once, Brooke had no idea what she was talking about. “Being alone in your head,” she clarified once she saw the confused look on her sister’s face.

“It’s weird. Now it requires effort to listen to other people… I don’t know what to do with my thoughts.”

“Do you still get distracted?”

“Sometimes,” she shrugged.

“Everybody gets distracted sometimes,” Sookie said with a smile. “I still can’t believe you finally managed to control it.”

“I don’t think I did… I think I blocked the voices, but I didn’t control it. I don’t.”

“It will take time. You’ll control it eventually.”

“Can you even control it?”

Sookie sighed. “Sometimes.”

When the plane landed, Sookie was half drunk. She took a bottle of whatever alcohol it was every time the flight attendant asked if she wanted one. Brooke watched as she emptied the small bottles one after the other.

Flying wasn’t as scary as the youngest Stackhouse had previously thought, but she was still relieved to be on the ground once again. She straightened her dress, a white lace skater dress her grandmother had gifted her for her birthday but had never had the occasion to wear. She had borrowed pastel pink pumps from her sister, shoes Sookie hated because of their color and the height of their heels. But Brooklynne didn’t mind standing a little taller, even though her 5’4 sister was shorter than her by 2 inches. She was still no match for the intimidating 6’4 vampire though, not even with the five-inch heels.

Sookie was looking as bright as the sun in her yellow dress and white pumps. She almost tripped as she walked down the stairs, though it could have been the alcohol’s fault more than it was the heels’, or maybe it was a combination of both. Their heels clacked on each step of the metal stairs, but their steps became silent as they reached the ground.

A bald man was waiting for them with a ‘Compton Party’ sign in his hands. The black limo contrasted with the bright white of the room but matched its driver who was also wearing an all-black suit. Brooklynne thought he looked nervous, but Sookie was too inebriated to notice.

“Yoohoo,” she said as she waved at him with a big smile, “that’s us!”

Brooklynne watched as the airport employees took Bill and Jessica’s coffins out of the plane. She wondered how they traveled before they came out to the world and all of these services were publicly available.

“You’re two hours late,” the driver told them, and that could have explained his nervousness. “You were supposed to be here before sundown.”

“We got delayed for takeoff,” Sookie explained.

“Why don’t you go in the limo? I got the A.C cranked up.”

“No, thanks, I’m fine. I’m waiting for my boyfriend to wake up,” she said with a smile as she pointed towards the two coffins behind her.

“Well, you can wait inside, there are cokes in there,” he insisted.

Sookie frowned. She now noticed the pearls of sweat sliding down his temple. She looked up at her sister who had no idea what the man was thinking and liked it that way. For once, however, her uncontrollable ability would have been very helpful.

“Get in the limo, you stupid bitch.”

Sookie gasped as the man’s thoughts resonated inside her head. He then seized her, making Brooke jump at the sudden movement.

“Let me go!” Sookie said as she tried to free herself from his hands.

“Stop it!” Brooke ordered, but for the first time in her life, it didn’t work. Confused by her failed attempt at helping her sister, she didn’t have time to see nor avoid the hand that met with her face violently. A cry of pain escaped her.

“Hey! Don’t touch her!” Sookie snarled.

She was about to kick him somewhere he really wouldn’t have liked but Bill, sensing her fear, appeared suddenly, removing the man’s hands from his girlfriend and seizing him by throat.

“Make a noise and it’ll be your last,” the vampire warned, showing his fangs to prove how serious he was.

Both Sookie and Brooke jumped as a loud noise resonated in the airport. They turned around to see the top of Bill’s coffin bounce on the floor.

“Hey! How the hell does this thing open?” Jessica asked from inside her coffin, which fell off the platform and found a place next to Bill’s.

“Are you okay?” Sookie asked her sister who had a hand on her reddened cheek.

Brooke frowned, ignoring the question. “I don’t understand why it didn’t work.”

“It’s gonna leave a nasty bruise,” Sookie said as she inspected her sister’s cheekbone.

“Do you want me to heal her?” Bill asked.

“No,” she grimaced. She probably didn’t want her sister to have odd dreams about her boyfriend, which they both understood.

“I don’t understand why it didn’t work,” Brooke repeated in a whisper and Sookie ignored her again.

Bill glamoured the man to get in the limo in silence before he helped Jessica out of her coffin. Brooklynne and Sookie sat at the opposite of the car, facing their assailant who was sitting wordlessly as Bill had ordered. Jessica joined them in the car, sitting next to the driver/kidnapper. Bill sat in front of him, ready to glamour his answers away.

“Tell me your name.”

“Leon.”

“Alright, Leon. Everything’s going to be okay.”

Brooklynne watched, still upset by the fact that her power hadn’t worked on Leon. She wondered if that wall she had built inside her head was not only blocking the voices from coming in, but also her powers from coming out. She didn’t know how to feel about it.

Bill slowly moved his eyes from Leon to his progeny, asking her if she wanted to try glamouring him. By the surprised look on her face, Brooke deduced she had never even tried it before.

“Lean in close so you can catch his gaze,” Bill told her as she positioned herself in front of Leon. “Then just let everything go. Let yourself be dead. You are empty. A vacuum. Now you can pull his mind into yours.”

It sounded very different from what Brooklynne usually did when she tried to control herself. She couldn’t let herself go or else who knew where she’d ended up. Physically or mentally. Though, now that she was empty, it seemed that she couldn’t pull anybody’s mind into hers anymore. And she didn’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

Bill left Jessica have a little fun with Leon and came to sit beside his girlfriend. Bill always looked worried, but this time he had a good reason to be.

“This man was sent to abduct you,” he told both sisters. “Which means somebody knew you were coming.”

“Who do you think’s behind it? Vampires?” Sookie asked.

He shook his head. “Too sloppy… Maybe that church?”

“Bill, they may be crazy but they’re still a church. They’re not gonna kidnap anybody.”

The vampire chuckled. “Sookie, churches have done much, much worse throughout history.”

“Eric said he thought humans had taken Godric,” Brooke told them. “Maybe it’s the same humans that tried to take us.”

“It’s possible,” Bill nodded. “I’ll glamour Leon to drive us to the hotel. I’ll inform Eric of what happened when we get there.”

Brooke sighed as she leaned against her seat. She didn’t want to see Eric. Now, she had the clarity of mind to be scared of him. As she should be.

***

The hotel was bigger than any other buildings Brooke had ever laid her eyes on. It was a rectangular big old thing that had just been renovated, or maybe it was brand new and it was designed to look that way, Brooke couldn’t tell. The design inside would give anyone a headache, especially because of the lights. Everything was red, black and golden, but the lights, for some reason, were blue. The walls, the floor, the décor, everything was as similar as it was different. It was all very elegant though somewhat ridiculous. Maybe because they tried to make it appealing to both humans and vampires and it ended up being all nonsense.

Everything went well at the reception, putting aside the room with no bed Eric had booked for Bill and Sookie, which they ended up changing. Brooklynne had a room of her own, which surprised all of them, however Sookie was more than happy to have a room alone with her boyfriend and didn’t complain about it. Brooklynne’s room was bigger than her living room and the bed was gigantic. The design was the same in every room, black and red, no windows, a giant TV on the wall and a bathroom big enough for a shower and a bathtub so big it could have been a hot tub.

Leon’s interrogation didn’t answer all of their questions, but at least answered the biggest one. Who was behind the attempted kidnapping. Bill was very angry at Eric for not letting him know the Fellowship of the Sun was involved in Godric’s disappearance, though there was nothing he could really do about it. The vampire had glamoured Leon to forget they ever arrived at the airport before he let him go.

Alone in her quiet hotel room, Brooklynne decided to do some research on the Fellowship of the Sun. They were a church created by Reverend Theodore Newlin which had just died in a car accident with his wife and their baby daughter. His son Steve was convinced vampires were behind their deaths and took over the church, and resumed spreading his father’s message of hate towards the creatures of the night. The church, which was based here, in Dallas, seemed like a cult to Brooklynne, who wished she could remember why that church sounded so familiar.

She fell asleep a little after midnight, the laptop sliding from her lap and onto the red silk sheets. She had changed into comfortable sleepwear, a pair of pastel blue shorts and an old white crop top which was a little too tight for her now. She was woken up less than an hour later by someone entering the room. She jumped awake as she heard footsteps. Her eyes grew big as she saw Eric standing at the end of the bed. She felt her cheeks redden as his gaze traveled from her bare legs to her exposed belly button to her face.

“Well, don’t you look happy to see me,” he chuckled as he saw the fear in her eyes.

“Wh-what are you doing here?” she asked, enveloping herself in the bedsheets.

“We share a room, didn’t you know?” he said as he took off his black leather jacket, leaving him in his white sleeveless shirt.

“What? Why?”

“It’s cheaper,” he shrugged, though she knew he was lying. He could have booked the entire hotel if he had wanted to, according to Bill. “Besides. You’re in Dallas now. The vampires here are no joke.”

“And you are?” the sassy remark escaped her.

Eric raised an eyebrow, perhaps impressed by her unexpected reply.

“I guess not, or else you wouldn’t be scared of me,” he said with a smile as if he were proud of it.

He threw his jacket on the couch at the corner of the room before he leaned over the bed, placing a knee on the soft mattress, then the other, making his way next to Brooke. He rested his back against the bedframe as he sighed.

“I’ve had a long day. I could use a snack.”

Brooke swallowed as she tried to think of a clever answer, one Sookie would have come up with.

“I am not your dinner,” is all she said.

“No, but you could be my dessert,” he smirked which made her blush again.

She looked away from him, which is when he noticed the bruise on her cheek. He was so fast it made her jump. He seized her chin in his hand, firmly, though not hard enough to hurt her, and made her look at him so he could get a better look.

“What happened?” he asked, the anger in his tone worried her.

“Nothing,” she replied quickly in a whisper. “The man… Leon. He hit me when he tried to take Sookie.”

“And Bill let him go,” he said in disapproval, as if he would have done differently, which she knew he probably would have. “My blood can heal you,” he offered as he released her.

“Your blood can do a lot of things,” she muttered, remembering the side effects Bill’s blood had on Sookie.

“Indeed,” Eric chuckled. “It could lead to a lot of fun.”

“I’m not gonna have sex with you,” she told him, and she expected him to laugh at her, but he merely shrugged.

“Not tonight, maybe not,” he said as he leaned towards her.

She tried to move back as his nose reached her neck, but she was already at the edge of the bed.

“Dangerous walking around vampires not belonging to anyone,” he said with a deep and quiet voice, “my offer still stands.”

“No, thank you,” she told him with a trembling voice.

He chuckled, as if he had expected her to reject him. “Fine, then,” he said, leaning back against the bedframe, “I’ll let you sleep. You’ll need to be well rested tomorrow. We’re meeting with Godric’s people as soon as the sun sets.”

“Why do you care so much about Godric?” she asked, remembering he had once told her vampires only cared about their makers and their progeny.

“I told you, he’s my friend.”

“How long have you known him?”

“A thousand years.”

“A thousand years? Did you make him?”

He chuckled like it was a ridiculous thing to say. “No. He made me.”

Brooklynne wasn’t surprised to hear it. After all it explained a lot. She couldn’t imagine someone who tortured people in his basement would care about others.

“So, he’s your maker. That’s why you care so much about him.”

“Vampires are loyal to their makers. Godric is… the best maker I could’ve asked for.”

She saw he was sincere. It made her wonder. Was Godric as bad as he was? Or was he worse?

“Is he the one who taught you to torture people in your basement?”

He shot her a look and she wondered if she had gone too far.

“You’re still mad about your friend Lafayette?” he asked, like it was something she’d ever get over.

“Of course,” she said as if it was surprising he’d think otherwise.

“Your friend sold and used vampire blood. If I didn’t make an example out of him I would be seen as weak. And I can’t have that.”

“You could have called the police.”

“Yes, I could have,” he nodded. “But I had questions. Questions about Godric.”

“What does Lafayette know about your maker?”

“Nothing, as it turned out. But I still needed to ask.”

“You didn’t need to torture him.”

“No, but it’s always more fun,” he grinned.

Outrage ran through her as she fought back the want to slap him. She clenched her jaw, but then looked away. She slid under the sheets, turned her back towards him and laid down on the bed, indicating the conversation was over.

He chuckled again before he got off the bed. “And a good night to you too, Brooklynne,” he said before he left the room.

***

She woke up around 10AM and was surprised to find Eric sleeping beside her. He had kept his distance and the bed was so big another person could have slept between them without bothering either of them. She didn’t know what to do, she was afraid to move. She didn’t want to wake him up. She wondered how true what Sookie had once told her was. Vampires slept all day, from sunrise to sundown and it took a lot to wake them up. She put that to the test.

She ordered breakfast and Eric slept through it. She took a shower and got dressed and he was still sleeping when she stepped out of the bathroom. Sookie came knocking on her door around noon, to go get lunch downstairs, and he didn’t even move at all. She found it extremely creepy, especially since he looked dead when he was asleep. She didn’t let her sister see the vampire in the room, or else she’ll never hear the end of it, and she didn’t want her to wake him up. She couldn’t get used to the way he was looking at her, like she was his dinner or something he wanted, something he desired to own.

During lunch, Sookie was going and on and on about Barry, a man working in the hotel who happened to be a telepath like them. He seemed to be unable to control his ability, but it wasn’t as bad as it had been for Broolkynne.

“Can he order people around?”

“I asked and he had no idea what I was talking about.”

“I’m worried that… you know… now that I blocked it, I… I just made everything stop.”

“You can’t hear anything at all?”

“No, which is great! But…” she sighed. “I know if I focused I could do it, I just don’t understand why I couldn’t make Leon stop last night!”

“I think you just need to practice. You know, like, before everything was messy inside your head and you had no control over any of it so it kind of just happened, but now that you do, you just need to put more effort into it.”

“Like glamouring… I’ll have to look them in the eyes?”

“Maybe,” Sookie shrugged. “But at least now you can have lunch with me in a restaurant, surrounded by other people,” she smiled as she put her hand over her sister’s.

“I know, it’s weird… I keep forgetting there are other people around us… And then they’ll move, and they’ll scare the hell out of me,” she joked.

“Well, like I said. You’ll get used to it.”

“Maybe I could even get a job. You think Sam needs another waitress?”

“I think you’d be a better bartender.”

They laughed as they talked about the things Brooklynne could do now that she didn’t even dare dream of before. She wondered if the wall would be permanent, if it would stand forever, and what it would take to have it crumble down. She hoped she could at least find herself a job and have a semblance of a normal life.

Eric was still sleeping when she came back into the room. According to Sookie, she could watch TV right next to him and it wouldn’t wake him up. It proved to be true. She was still watching an old soap opera, which she used to watch with her grandmother, when Eric rose from the bed. Like a clock, he opened his eyes when the sun went down. Alerted by the movement behind her, she turned around to see him make his way from the bed to where she was sitting on the couch.

“How do you do that?”

“What?”

“Wake up as soon as it’s dark outside.”

“Habit,” he shrugged. “We can feel it.”

He took a bottle of Tru Blood from the mini fridge before he sat beside her. Brooklynne was surprised he’d drink from a bottle. He saw the look on her face and smirked.

“Unless you want to volunteer?”

“I saw there are people on the menu,” she said, not bothering to hide her disgust.

“Somehow I think you’re not going to appreciate watching me drink from someone.”

She frowned. “That’s very considerate of you.”

“You’re welcome,” he said before he brought the bottle of synthetic blood to his lips. “What are you watching?” he asked, clearly not happy with the program.

“It was Gran’s favorite show,” she explained. “She never missed an episode.”

“You know,” he said, as he put the bottle down on the coffee table before them, “there are more interesting things to watch here.”

“Like what?” she asked, not removing her attention from the nurse crying over her dead boss.

Eric moved closer to her, putting his hand on the arm of the couch, blocking her view to the TV with his face. “I’ll let you take a guess.”

She frowned, thinking about it for a moment before she rolled her eyes. “I’ve been hearing everybody’s dirty thoughts since I was a child. You want to watch porn, there’s a laptop on the nightstand.”

Her surprising response made him laugh. “I forgot how different you are from other humans. Though you do look better than the first time we met. I’ll take credit for that.”

Well, she couldn’t take the credit away. It was him who had taken her to his hellish club and forced her to face the crowd. It was him who had pushed her to try and take control of her powers. Where her entire family had chosen to keep her inside, away from people, he had done the opposite, and it had only taken one night for her to get positive results. Or at least, some results.

“How many vampires will there be at the meeting tonight?”

He looked down at her and saw how worried she was. Well, at least she wasn’t dumb. She was going to have to enter a room filled with vampires and she was right to be nervous. She was smart to be scared.

“Two,” he said, and he saw she was a little reassured.

“And they think the Fellowship of the Sun has Godric too?”

“They suspect, but we have no proof. That’s why you’re here.”

“Do they know… that we’re here to help?”

“Yes. You have nothing to fear from Isabel. I believe she has a human of her own. She is… reasonable.”

“But the other vampire isn’t?”

“You could say that. But if you don’t get in his way, he won’t hurt you. Especially since you’re with me.”

“Doesn’t he want us to help?”

“It would be in his interest if Godric was never found. Stan has ambitions to become a sheriff one day. Besides, he hates humans, and will find the idea to request human help appalling, but he has no power to stop it.”

“So… avoid Stan and trust Isabel, then?”

Eric nodded. “Sounds wise.”

A knock on the door interrupted them. It was time to leave for the meeting and, unsurprisingly, Bill was right on time. The vampire had a lot of qualities and, apparently, punctuality was one of them. When Eric opened the door, he met with a surprised Bill and an angry Sookie. He could already hear her tell him to stay away from her sister.

“Eric,” Bill said. “What are you doing here?”

“Well, it’s my room,” he grinned.

“No. This is Brooke’s room,” Sookie snarled.

“Yes, we’re sharing.”

“And are you sharing the bed too?” Bill asked, knowing it would put Sookie in a rage and already enjoying annoying Eric.

“Don’t worry, it’s a big bed,” Eric winked at the eldest sister.

“You’re getting anoth-“

“We should go,” Brooke interrupted them. It’s not that she wasn’t grateful for her sister’s protection, but she just wished she’d let her take care of herself for once. “We don’t want to be late,” she continued as she appeared next to Eric.

“No. We don’t want to be late,” he said, as he put his hand on her lower back and gently pushed her out of the room.

Sookie gave a “if you hurt her I’m going to kill you and Bill will help” look to Eric which only made the vampire smirk.

“Keep your energy, Sookie. We have a long night and a long day ahead of us.”

And he wasn’t lying.

Stan and Isabel were as different as Eric and Bill. One wanted to shoot first and ask questions later, and the other was smarter. The group from Bon Temps watched as the two underlings argued in Godric’s living room. It was a big house, surprisingly white and bright and with big windows giving a view of the streets. Eric was pacing as he listened to them yell at each other on how to proceed.

“We take them all out at once. Pre-emptive strike,” Stan said with a heavy Texan accent.

“Of course, so the federal government can bomb us back into the Middle Ages!” Isabel replied with a Spanish accent of her own.

Stan scoffed. “Things were better then.”

“Then go to Romania and live in a cave, you ranchero poser!”

Eric growled as he picked up a vase from the table beside him and threw it across the room. The sudden burst of anger made Brooke jump. She was standing next to her sister, who was also surprised by the vampire’s reaction.

“Godric has protected you, made you rich, and you stand here spitting and scratching like infants!”

“Don’t any of you care that there’s a traitor in your midst?” Bill asked.

“No,” Stan merely replied like he did, in fact, not care at all, or maybe he just didn’t believe it.

“Impossible,” Isabel rejected the idea.

“Someone tried to kidnap me and my sister from the airport,” Sookie told them.

“You were the only ones that knew they were coming.”

“Explain,” Eric ordered them as he placed himself near Brooklynne.

“Unless it was you,” both Stan and Isabel told each other in unison.

“Look, if y’all argue anymore, I’m either gonna fall asleep or start screaming so this is what we’re gonna do,” Sookie told them, ignoring the look her sister was giving her. Brooke didn’t imagine using that kind of tone was smart, especially if she were going to tell two vampires what to do. “We’ll infiltrate the Fellowship of the Sun.”

A plan both sisters had agreed to at lunch. It seemed like the only way to make themselves useful and to actually get results.

“Absolutely not!”

Sookie obviously hadn’t shared her plans with Bill.

“Let her speak,” Eric said, to Bill and Stan’s dismay.

“Since Bill glamoured the kidnapper, no one there knows who we are. We’ll pretend we want to join the church and check out all their thoughts.”

“No. During the day, none of us can help you,” Bill told her.

“It’ll only take a little while. Really, Bill it’s simple.”

Stan shook his head. “Waste of time,” he growled as he started walking away. “I want no part of this.”

Isabel wasn’t sad to see him go. “There’s no easier way to find out if they’re involved.”

“If it leads us to Godric, we’ll do it,” Eric nodded. “The decision is made.”

Brooklynne already felt a headache coming as Bill and Sookie started to argue. But as the vampire had learnt to know, he couldn’t tell Sookie what to do, and he couldn’t stop Eric from getting what he wanted. Something Sookie was coming to learn as well since no matter what she said and how loud she said it, Eric wouldn’t agree to book himself another room.

“Your sister is quite annoying,” the vampire complained as he closed the door to their room, after Bill had pulled Sookie away into theirs.

“She doesn’t like you,” Brooke replied as she was looking through her luggage for better sleepwear, something less revealing than she was wearing last night. Unfortunately, she had only packed dresses and shorts.

“I’ve noticed.”

Brooke went into the bathroom without saying another word. She took a long shower, hoping that when she’d come out, Eric would be gone. And maybe he had read her mind, or he had important things to take care of, but when she stepped back into the room, he was gone. She slid under the bedsheets, relieved to be alone, and slept the entire night, undisturbed.

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godly-system · 4 years

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System Member List

Basic Bio:

The vessel is 19, euroasian, and DFAB. We suffer from paranoid schizophrenia, MDD, DID, GID, GAD. We intend on transitioning at some point soon. If an alter has an "×" next to their regular name, that means they have not fronted for a significant period of time in over four months.

In regards to kins, all alters do not accept doubles of themself/main ID.

System Members:

> Azeryth/Shin:

Age/Gender: 19, Male (He/Him)

Roles: Host, Sexual (Trauma Bearer), Fictive (Amami Rantarou (DRV3))

Sexuality: Gay Polyamorous

Relationship Status: Engaged to Ko, kichi and Momo (Partner System)

Main IDs: Ranpo Edogawa (BSD)

Brief Description: communal big brother figure, prone to breakdowns, sensitive, empath, protective of those he loves/the children in our system

Kins: Sabito (KnY), Tooru Mutou (Shiki), Shell Overlord (Bloodbank), Park Min Gyeom (Raising a Bat), Ichikawa Sou/Kana (Kimi no Tabegoro), Kano Shuuya (Kagepro), Tohru Kunikuda (Liar Liar), Leon S. Kennedy (RE), Herb Cookie (Cookie Run), Mio Chibana (Harukaze no Étranger), Claude Von Riegan (FE3H), Momota (Yatamomo)

Kintypes: Anomaly/Glitch, Vampire

Pokekin: Appletun

Triggers: COCSA/CSA, r-pe/noncon/dubcon/any other anagram for it, Banana Fish

Blacklist: Osamu Dazai, getting blood drawn

> Vincent:

Age/Gender: 19, Male (He/Him)

Roles: Semi-dormant Host, Fictive (Izuru Kamukura (DR))

Sexuality: Bisexual

Relationship Status: Engaged to Ko (Partner System)

Main ID: Fyodor Dostoyevsky (BSD)

Brief Description: stoic, cold and calculated, incredibly paranoid, literally god, bears most of the schizophrenia

Kins: Konoha/Kuroha/Clearing Eyes (Kagepro), Muzan Kibutsuji (KnY), Etihw (TGG), Piko Utatane (Vocaloid), The Distortionist (Ghost-P), Adres (Ghost-P), Bortz (HnK), Ciel Phantomhive (BB), Pannacotta Fugo (JJBA), Cloud Strife (FFVII)

Kintypes: God, Space/Galaxies, Crows/Ravens (spiritual connection, extensions of himself), Royalty (Prince), Glitch (state of mind)

Blacklist: medical procedures (tomophobia)

> Wei:

Age/Gender: 17-24, Male (He/Him)

Roles: Host, Fictive (Wei Wuxian (MDZS)), Protector

Sexuality: Gay

Brief Description: Caring, overall cool dude, can and will fuck you up if you threaten/upset him, easy going, painfully optimistic, misses Wangji

Blacklist: None

> Quinn:

Age/Gender: 20, Male (He/Him)

Roles: Protector, Avenger, Fictive (Ryunosuke Akutagawa (BSD))

Sexuality: Probably Gay or Bisexual

Relationship Status: Dating Chuuya (Partner System)

Brief Description: cold, soft when you get to know him, aggressive, socially awkward, doesn't really talk to anyone, only fronts in immediate danger

Kins: Doppo Kannonzaka (Hypmic), Felix Hugo Fraldarius (FE3H)

Triggers: Osamu Dazai

Blacklist: Physical/Psychological abuse, Soukoku/Double Black

> Alice:

Age/Gender: 13, Female (She/Her)

Roles: Child, Trauma Bearer, Semi-suicidal, Fictive (Kosame Amagai (Magical Girl Site))

Sexuality: Asexual Homoromantic

Main IDs: Nezuko (KnY)

Brief Description: Caring, overall sweetheart, views everyone as her older sibling/parent, loves manga/anime (religiously keeps up with her favorite series), collects stuffed animals, impulsively tries to kill herself

Kins: Kanna Kamui (Kobayashi), Rui (KnY), Rolling Girl Miku (Wowaka-P)

Triggers: Being yelled/screamed at

Blacklist: Loud noises

> Stariette:

Age/Gender: 18-22, "Female" (She/Her or They/Them) (Doesn't view herself as human as an Ajin)

Roles: Protector, Avenger, Caretaker, Fictive (Izumi Shimomura (Ajin))

Sexuality: Heteroflexible

Brief Description: Mama bear type, tries to be aggressive; fails, anxious on the downlow, technically immortal, lonely

Kin: Mukuro Ikusaba (DR)

Triggers: Sex work/Sexual assault

> Florence ×:

Age/Gender: 33, Male (He/Him)

Roles: Trauma Bearer, Fictive (Doppio Vinegar (JJBA))

Sexuality: Ace/Aro

Brief Description: INCREDIBLY anxious and scared of the outside world, hass a subsystem (Diavolo), psyche is balancing on a razor's edge, a sweetheart if he actually opens up

> Angelo ×:

Age/Gender: 33, Male (He/Him)

Roles: Fragment, Persecutor, Protector, Fictive (Diavolo (JJBA)) (I guess I can label him as that?)

Sexuality: Aromantic Heterosexual

Brief Description: Only fronted twice and it was a mess, paranoid as hell, aggressively deletes all social media, will only front if Doppio's in front and freaks out/gets scared

Kintypes: God

> Flora ×:

Age/Gender: 21, Female (She/Her)

Roles: Caretaker, Fictive (Kimura Seiko (DR3))

Sexuality: Asexual Biromantic

Brief Description: Scared and constantly on edge, wants to be loved and cared about, helps everyone with medical advice no matter what, never opens up to anyone

Kins: SCP-2768 (SCP), Komi Shouko (Komi-San)

Blacklist: Ruruka Andou

> Synith ×:

Age/Gender: 14, Male (He/Him)

Roles: Child, Demonic, Persecutor, Fictive (Jaibo/Ameya Norimizu (LHC))

Sexuality: Gay

Main ID: Hiro Shishigami (Inuyashiki)

Brief Description: The an edgy 13 year old only he will actually stab you, talks about morbid stuff constantly, enjoys tormenting people, thinks hes tough but will cry if you call him ugly

Kins: Tomie Kawakami (Junji Ito), Scp-071

Kintypes: Demon

> Adriel ×:

Age/Gender: "14" (Technically Ageless), "Male" (He/Him) (Technically Genderless)

Roles: Protector, Gatekeeper, Trauma Bearer, Fictive (Kaworu (3.0 Rebuild Evangelion))

Sexuality: Gay

Relationship Status: Dating Shinji (Partner System)

Brief Description: Doesn't front much, keeps everyone in order to a certain extent, physically incapable of getting mad, doesnt hold grudges, incredibly forgiving

Kintypes: Angel

Blacklist: Asuka Langley Soryu (Evangelion)

> Unknown:

Age/Gender: 17, Male (He/Him)

Roles: Persecutor, Perpetrator, Gatekeeper, Fictive (Kanato Sakamaki (Diabolik Lovers))

Sexuality: Ace/Aro

Brief Description: Part of the original core personality; the embodiment of our hatred of everyone most likely, doesn't front anymore due to his abusive tendencies

Triggers: Church

Part 1, Continued in Reblog

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guynamedultimax · 5 years

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My take on Brawl Stars lore

GUESS WHO IS STILL ALIVE *points at its own almost dead body injured by Avengers: Endgame, Nintendo’s E3 2019, the latest Brawl Talk from Supercell and the Stranger Things 3 Final Trailer*

MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

And I brought you my own take on what is the Brawl Stars universe!

The Old West is ancient history. Welcome to the New West.

Technology got slightly advanced here. Portals to different time periods and and alternate universes have been created and people from all over these places join the core of the New West, Brawl Town, main residence of the Brawl Games, friendly games that are being made to decide the Ultimate Brawl Stars. Main battles are 3v3 and happen in the Nameless Desert, costantly invaded by meteors, evil Robo Bandits and mysterious shrooms and drinks.

The teams are known as:

THE BANDITS: A group of gentleman thieves on friendly terms with the Junkers.

SHELLY: The leader filled with determination. Some say she has a soft spot for the town sheriff...

RICO: Former pool bot known as Ricochet who discovered his amazing aiming skills and joined Shelly. Lost his original body in a Robo Rumble and received a new one from the Junkers.

BROCK: Gamer from the modern age who stole a rocket launcher from an evil corporation and came into Brawl Town in search of adventure.

THE JUNKERS: A family of redheads who re-use metal junk to build turrets and other robots.

COLT: Only male of the family, Sheriff of Brawl Town with an obsession with his pretty face. Unlike his family he is more of a guns guy.

JESSIE: Colt’s younger sister with a passion for pets, to the point she named her own dog-themed turret Scrappy.

PAM: Leader of the family and a real mama bear. Touch her sons and you’re in for a bad time.

THE PIRATES: A robot pirate crew from overseas who came to Brawl Town for one thing and only one thing: MONEY.

PENNY: A pirate captain who is very good at building robots and cannons, to the point she built her own crew. She is quite competitive and a bit arrogant. Hates Jessie for some reason.

BARRYL: Formerly a barrel filled with gunpowder, Penny built this silent but deadly guy and, therefore, he stays loyal to her and her only.

TICK: Formerly a giant cannon, he was turned by Penny into a metal ball of energy and happiness. He is always with his explosive head in the clouds and loves mines. Some even describe him as a “Pirate Spike” because of his personality.

THE UNDEAD: A group made of vampires, monsters and undead beings. They are on friendly terms with the Mysterious Ones.

MORTIS: A mysterious vampire known as the Bringer of Doom, who is able to resurrect the dead...often with unexpected results (see his comrades). He his quite self-centered and a bit evil, but is still loved by his team and friends.

FRANK: The one time that Mortis tried to use technology instead of his magic to resurrect an undead body, it turned into Frank, an unstoppable, brainless beast...who seems friendly and at ease when listening music.

POCO: Usually when Mortis resurrects people they are under his control. While trying to resurrect a musician who lost all of his fans, somehow, the mind control didn’t work, so Poco has free will. While he bears no ill will towards his teammates (helps Frank with his musical condition and tries to find friends for Mortis), he lives with the Junkers and has more of a relationship with them.

THE LEATHER JACKETS: A group of thugs from Retropolis, a town south of Brawl Town, who give to every challenger they come across the sweetest pain. But they aren’t actually evil.

BULL: Leader of the Leather Jackets and owner of a diner in Retropolis, Bull Blanco has anger issues and LOVES shotguns and football.

CROW: A mysterious bird man who came from nowhere in the Brawl Stars universe who asks for respect and respect only. Even if he is edgy, he is a nice guy who taught Leon his ninja ways. (Spoiler: He is actually an alien sent to study the BS universe by his species who created the Robo Bandits and conquer it from the inside, but now he loves this world and has sworn to protect it. Probably explains why Robo Bandits aremore aggressive towards him.)

BIBI: A girl from Retropolis, who is a bit childish but is brutal with her bat, properly named Mr. Bat. Before Crow arrived she was Bull’s only friend (and crush, but don’t tell her otherwise he’d kill you)

THE TRIBE: The name speaks for itself. What is left of the Indians in the world of the New West.

NITA: A girl with lots of energy and ability in fighting who received from her guardian a gift to protect her: the necklace that summons her inner animal spirit, the Big Baby Bear, to protect her at all costs. Has a crush on her foster sibling.

BO: Leader of the Tribe, who highly believes in the spirits and combines old with new by mixing his unstoppable archery skills with mines crafted by Dynamike. He is very serious and has a strong sense of justice.

LEON: Orphaned at a young age, this kid with a chameleon hoodie from the modern world came into the New West, received ninja lessons from Crow and, thanks to his new family made of Bo and Nita, he learned how to become invisible.

THE MINERS: A squad made of two miners and a bartender who highly specialize in searching gems.

DYNAMIKE: Also known as Old Mike, this former miner is not only good at building robots but also has pyromania and always has a short fuse. The bird in his head is called Birdy by him.

CARL: A knows-it-all robot miner with a childish personality, great ability in throwing his pickaxe, and a love for geology, horrible geology puns and Jessie.

BARLEY: Mike’s first robot, built when he was still a miner to serve him some moonshine. Time passes by and his circuits started fusing,so now he became a Brawler to recieve money to fix all damages done in his bar at Brawl Town.

THE MYSTERIOUS ONES: No one knows who they are or where they came from. They were reunited by their leader to fight in the Brawls.

TARA: A mysterious tarot card reader literally coming from the shadows, but no one knows that...except for Gene, probably.

GENE: A childish genie who came out from a rebellious lamp found by Tara. She sees Tara as his “mommy” and has a SERIOUS love for sweets and especially chocolate cakes.

SPIKE: Last member of the living catcus people, except for their sakura cactus siblings. He is shy and reserved on the outside, but cheerful and happy on the inside. He just never shows it because he is scared he might hurt someone with his, uh...hugs. Tara found him wandering in the desert alone and took him with her.

THE FIGHTERS: Two fighters and a sniper coming from around Brawl Town.

EL PRIMO: Originally a useless no one, Primo got hit by a meteor, receving superpowers and becoming the strongest wrestler in the New West. He is especially good with children and is searching for his brother, who is thought dead (and may actually be). He found him but he can’t recognize him.

ROSA: Primo’s number one fan, a botanist from the jungle west of Brawl Town who is also a boxer and is accompanied by her house plant. She is quite smart and built a lab in the jungle.

PIPER: The Belle of the Brawl herself, Piper de la Prim is usually a lone wolf who grew up learning how to use her umbrella gun and the proper manners. Since all teams were filled, she diced to join the Fighters.

THEIR THEME SONGS

THE BANDITS: Shot Me Down by David Guetta featuring Skylar Grey. It was more of a choice from Shelly and Brock

THE JUNKERS: The Good, The Bad and the Ugly, personally chosen by Colt

THE PIRATES: He’s a Pirate by Hans Zimmer. Darryl hates it though.

THE UNDEAD: Thriller by Micheal Jackson, even though Poco prefers Remember Me by Miguel

THE LEATHER JACKETS: They are still undecided. Bull says it should be Wake Me Up Before You Go Go by Wham!, Crow says it’s In the End by Linkin Park and Bibi says it’s Karate by BABYMETAL

THE TRIBE: Nita forced them to choose Great Spirits by Tina Turner, not that Bo minded that anyway.

THE MINERS: Carl ironically proposed Heigh Ho (the one from the Seven Dwarfs). Dynamike unironically chose that.

THE MYSTERIOUS ONES: Gene asked for Friend Like Me by Robin Williams and since they didn’t have any other ideas (and he made a puppy face) they just went with it.

THE FIGHTERS: Rosa wanted to use Eye of the Tiger by Survivor but Primo just kept saying the Guile Theme was suited enough, and even Piper liked that. So they chose the best of both worlds: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=edPUrkEf_ow

SKINS BACKSTORIES

BANDITA SHELLY: Her self from a dark future in which the Robo Bandits destroyed Brawl Town.

STAR SHELLY: She became a gamer after suggestions from Brock.

PANDA NITA: She usually wears that necklace on Halloween.

HOLIDAY SKINS: They come from the Brawlidays Universe.

SHIBA NITA: In another JP-based universe, she is a normal schoolgirl that summons a bear-shaped shiba to fight bad guys. So kawaii!

ROCKSTAR COLT: Karaoke Night on Friday is a big deal for Colt so he always prepares for the best.

IMPERIAL AGENT COLT: In the same JP-based universe from where Shiba Nita hails, he is literally an imperial agent.

OUTLAW COLT: Hails from the same universe as Bandita Shelly.

VIKING BULL: He dressed up as a viking on Halloween and he even customized the shotgun.

QUARTERBACK/LINEBACKER BULL: Did we mention that Bull LOVES football? Sometimes he even calls it Footbull.

DRAGON KNIGHT JESSIE: They say she hails from a “Royal Clash” universe or something like that. ;)

SUMMER JESSIE/BROCK: They just prepared for summer, that’s all.

BOOM BOX BROCK: His attire back when he lived in the modern world.

LION DANCE BROCK: Sidekick of Imperial Agent Colt.

HOT ROD BROCK: His attire when he took a vacation in Retropolis.

CHEF MIKE: He is quite the bad chef, but he makes it up with his knowledge of spicy peppers.

ROBO MIKE: Comes from the same future as of Outlaw Colt and Bandita Shelly. The problem was an incident with the Robo Bandits. He doesn’t talk about it. Birdy is all that is left of his former self, and even then, he pilots him.

MECHA BO AND MECHA CROW : They got roboticized after a bad incident with the Robo Bandits in the Outlaw Universe (the one from which Robo Mike hails too). Colro variations are made by them to make themselves look cooler. They are what is left of the official Brawl Stars tournament members, the others kidna cut the ties with the “sport”.

EL RUDO: Primo’s darker self who manifested in the Outlaw Universe as a collateral effect of the meteor who hit him and gave him his powers.

EL REY: For special occasions in the battlefield, Primo wears this attire.

GOLDEN BARLEY: Back when he was still a fresh model, Barley used to look like this.

WIZARD BARLEY: You know it.

BAKE SALE BARLEY: In what was the worst moment of his whole life, he worked at Bull’s diner and was forced by Bull to wear that.

MAPLE SYRUP BARLEY: The guy once went to Canada. Canada changed him. Now he loves maple syrup.

SERENADE POCO: He once helped Colt trying to serenade Shelly. It ended with lots of spare shotguns being thrown at them.

LOADED RICO: Back when he was a pool bot, rich people used Rico to store gems. He HATES that.

POPCORN RICO: He also worked at Brawl Town’s cinema for a month or so. He got a popcorn addiction and got fired.

DUMPLING DARRYL: From the universe in which Colt and Brock are secret agents, he is a robot who loves dumplings and supports them in their secret missions.

BUNNY PENNY: During Easter, a prank war between Jessie and her was ongoing. She received a lesson by getting her outfit and cannon modified after hanging Scrappy upside down.

ROAD RAGE CARL: To try to look cool for the Leather Jackets he started dressing up like this. His Outlaw Universe counterpart keeps wearing it.

CAVEMAN FRANK: He dressed up liek this on Halloween.

ROCKABILLY MORTIS: Karaoke Night on Friday is a serious thing for Mortis too.

TOP HAT MORTIS: He once wore a hat that is now lost in time and space.

NIGHT WITCH MORTIS: Mortis once exchanged bodies with a Night Witch from Clash Royale. It was all her fault though.

SAKURA SPIKE: She comes from a similar species to that of Spike, made by sakura catuses. She hails from the same unvierse as Shiba Nita and the Lunar New Year skins.

WHITE CROW: A condition that Crow has is that in the winter he turns his feathers white.

PHONEIX CROW: Crow’s true form.

WEWWWWWWWWWWWW ABOUT DAMN TIME I FINISHED

STICK A FORK IN ME, I’M DOOONE

#brawl stars #lore #i'm back

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andrea-lyn · 5 years

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During a recent commute, I realized that I use song lyrics a lot when it comes to fic titles, so I wanted to do a master list of those songs, because it’s not just the lyrics, but also the mood that I wanted for the fic when I put it together. This will be a live document, which I’ll add to (and will probably go new to old), but I wanted a central place

No Love Like Your Love - Nobody (Hozier) - RNM

your dreams and memories are blurring into one - Sleepsong (Bastille) - RNM

Boy, I’ll Hunt You Down - Hunt You Down (Kesha) - RNM

Imagine Being Loved By Me - Talk (Hozier) - RNM

if all your gravity did not hit me - Honeybee (Head and the Heart) - RNM

cruising through the doom days - Doom Days (Bastille) - RNM

I Can Hold You Now - Hold You Now (Vampire Weekend) - RNM

i’m so confused, am I a normal person? - Normal Person (Arcade Fire) - RNM

the love, the dark, the light, the flame - As It Was (Hozier) - RNM

die knowing your life was my life’s best part - You (Keaton Henson) - RNM

I’ll Defy Everyone and Love You Still & We Are Tied Like Two In Tethers & I Will Carry You With Me Up Every Hill - Graveyard Near The House (Airborne Toxic Event) - Roswell New Mexico

The Tale is the Same (Told Before, Told Again) - Sunlight (Hozier) - H50

I’ll Make The Starlight Circle The Room - Someone To You (BANNERS) - Roswell New Mexico

Here’s To My Yesterday - Yesterday (Imagine Dragons) - Roswell New Mexico

You’ll Be Loved, Like You Never Have Known - Someday You Will Be Loved (Death Cab for Cutie) - Roswell New Mexico

Home Is Wherever I’m With You - Combination of Home (Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes) and You’re My Only Home (Magnetic Fields) - Roswell New Mexico

and I know it’s not clever (I just want you with me) - Half of Something Else (Airborne Toxic Event) - Roswell New Mexico

you took my body home - Rolling Stone (Reuben and the Dark) - Roswell New Mexico

if you must mourn (don’t do it alone) - You (Keaton Henson) - Umbrella Academy

put your money on me (I know it’s not easy) - Put Your Money On Me (Arcade Fire) - Magnificent Seven

You’re Somewhere I Wanna Go - Eyes on You (Kings of Leon) - Magnificent Seven

Before I Tumble Homeward - Lover of the Light (Mumford and Sons) - Star Trek

and I will love with urgency (but not with haste) - Not With Haste (Mumford and Sons) - Magnificent Seven

Making Plans For Getting Out Of Here - Better Off As We Are (Blue Rodeo) - Magnificent Seven

The Mountains Said I Would Find You Here - Your Rocky Spine (Great Lake Swimmers) - Magnificent Seven

Slide Over Here, Tell Me The Truth - Boots (Kesha) - Magnificent Seven

After This Life, I’ll Find You In The Next - Finding You (Kesha) - Magnificent Seven

This Lie That We’re Fixing To Die - Corpse Roads (Keaton Henson) - Magnificent Seven

so I wrote you into my verse - Poet (Bastille) - Star Wars

Way Down Deep Where The Shadows Are Heavy - Skulls (Bastille) - Hawaii 5-0

the proof is in your moves and your grooves - Striptease (Hawksley Workman) - Star Wars & I Called, You Came - Hawaii 5-0 (I like this song, I would absolutely use it again)

the chemicals between us - Chemicals Between Us (Bush) - Star Wars

the war is over and we are beginning - In Our Bedroom After The War (Stars)- Star Wars

Got Me Losing My Cool - Fool (BØRNS) - Star Wars

Worked Up So Sexual - Worked Up So Sexual (Faint) - Star Wars

Your Hand In Mine - Your Hand In Mine (Explosions in the Sky) - Star Wars

There’s So Much You Have To Go Through - Father & Son (Cat Stevens) - Musketeers

One Heart (Out of Two), One Life (Me & You) & Time Can Never Kill The True Heart - Time Can Never Kill The True Heart (Stars) - Sense8 / Star Trek

So Honey, Take Me By The Hand - Marry Me Archie (Alvvays) - Sense8

White Blank Page - White Blank Page (Mumford and Sons) - H50

There’s Something Magic About This - From Eden (Hozier) - Musketeers

This Is Where You Wanted To Be - Party Song (Keaton Henson) - H50

Turn and Turn Again & every traveler, please come home - Turn and Turn Again (All Thieves) - Musketeers & RNM

Hold On, Hold On - Hold On, Hold On (Neko Case) - PotC

Medically Speaking, You’re Adorable - Risqué (Cute is What We Aim For) - Star Trek

Desperately Wanting - Desperately Wanting (Better Than Ezra) - Star Trek

I Got A Love That Keeps Me Waiting - Lonely Boy (Black Keys) - H50

I Always Cry At Endings - Get Me Away From Here I’m Dying (Belle & Sebastien) - Star Trek

Been Travelling, Oh, So Long - Reminder (Mumford & Sons) - H50

Tame The Ghosts In My Head - Lovers Eyes (Mumford & Sons) - H50

So When Your Hope’s On Fire (but you don’t know your desire) - Hopeless Wanderer (Mumford & Sons) - H50

I Will Follow You With My Whole Life - White Blank Page (Mumford & Sons) - H50

Let’s Dance Like We Used To - Unfinished Business (Mumford & Sons) - H50

Your Head Will Collapse (if there’s nothing in it) - Where Is My Mind? (Pixies) - Inception

Baby, I’m Howling For You - Howlin’ For You (Black Keys) - H50

Lend Me Your Heart - Awake My Soul (Mumford and Sons) - H50

These Here Are My Desires - Roll Away Your Stone (Mumford and Sons) - H50

They Said The Past Won’t Rest - Suburban War (Arcade Fire) - H50

Darling, Don’t Fade On Me - Don’t Fade On Me (Magnolia Electric Co) - Inception

Collect Your Courage - Dustbowl Dance (Mumford and Sons) - H50

I Called, You Came - Striptease (Hawksley Workman) - H50

Love You Much Better - Love You Much Better (Hush Sound) - Inception

Shot Through The Eye With Cupid’s Arrow - I Feel You (Sam Roberts Band) - H50

#music #fics #always editing #fic title master mood list

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elysiumrp · 7 years

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Congratulations DAVID! You have been accepted as Mathieu Leon Please go through the checklist and send in your account within 24 hours. If you need more time, make sure you send a message to the main.

Every single admin knows how much it absolutely sucks to have to pick between two amazing applications for a character, but in the end your reasons for wanting to play Mathieu just won both Izzy and me over. You seem to already have a true connection to a character you haven’t even played yet, and that just isn’t something that we could turn away from. Mathieu has quite the arrangement right now with Merlot and the money it’s making both in the wine bar and back in the blood section, but as word inevitably gets out (as it always does) I’m sure that it’ll be a huge source of conflict. It probably doesn’t help either that the owner of the other supernatural bar is back in town, and we all know about the centuries old feuds between werewolves and vampires. But, it doesn’t matter, Mathieu has a great staff by his side, and an intelligent mind to boot. If anyone can figure it out, it’ll be him. Welcome to Elysium!!

OOC INFO

Name: David Age: 24 Timezone: EST Preferred Pronouns: He/Him Previous RP Experience: [RFP] Activity Level: I would like to say maybe 6.5/10? I am very interested in being active and involved but I work 2 jobs (about 60ish hours a week) and I am also a musician so I’m trying to perform a lot so sometimes I might be too busy but I’ll always try to at least do one reply a night, and catch up on the weekends. Anything Else: Ducks.

IC INFO

Character Name: Mathieu Leon Why did you choose this character:

I’m drawn to Mathieu because of his attitude. He could literally care less about what goes on outside of his own little “kingdom”. It’s almost comical how a centuries old vampire who has seen almost even major event in recent history is only concerned with running a secret bar. I love the fact that he choose to look beyond the day to day struggles of the supernatural and the human world and almost choose to believe that, basically, once you’ve been around for as long as he has none of it matters anyway. I’m also drawn to the fact that he is such a lone wolf. Most vampires I feel have at least one major companion in their life to keep them grounded, or at least so they aren’t lonely. But Mathieu has done it all on his own and has never lost his head (he might have made some other’s lose theirs :P) I’m drawn to the fact that he knows what he wants and how to get it, but isn’t going to get too caught up in the drama that is going on around him unless he absolutely has to. I’m also drawn to the fact that he is so interconnected to literally every race of supernatural and humans because of the nature of his bar, so interacting with other members of the site will be much more organic.

Describe your plan for them:

My plan for Mathieu is two things mainly. The first is to explore his seemingly repressed emotional side. I want to go deeper into reconnecting with his maker. It is an interesting dynamic that they share it seems, especially because they are on opposite sides of the supernatural issues at hand. I also want to maybe even explore him wondering if he really should have been alone all these centuries. The other thing that I want to explore or at least flesh out more is his reckless side. He died while still relatively young, at least for todays standards, so he isn’t one to exactly play by the rules all the time. I would love to see him get into some trouble, but because of his age, put some people in their place. I also want to explore his interactions with humans. It seems interesting to me that someone who is against registering as a vampire, and against the whole idea of integrating the species as a whole would willingly be around humans as often as he is. I’m hoping to explore why that may be.

Describe your character’s feelings and reactions to the initial reveal of the supernatural world:

Mathieu was initially annoyed and angry when the supernatural world was first revealed. For centuries he had gotten to do what he wanted because of what he was and now he couldn’t. Yes, vampires and other supernatural beings had been undercover before, but they were able to relax their guards every once in a while and more importantly to Mathieu, he could use all of his supernatural abilities at east. Now, after everything basically went to hell in his opinion, he had to be much more careful because it was becoming even more dangerous to be what he was and that didn’t sit well with him, that is, until he found a way to focus that danger into something exciting and fun. His bar has become not only a safe haven, but also a place for those who wanted to live on the edge. Basically, at least to him, it was as if they were part of a secret community within a secret community.

Describe your character’s feelings and reactions to the current state of the world, and how it impacts them as an individual:

Mathieu isn’t exactly sure how he feels about the current climate. On the one hand, he thinks humans asking a vampire to register is a sick joke and wishes he could show them who the real powerful people were. He also feels that, as long as they aren’t banging down our doors, the issue really doesn’t matter. He rolls his eyes at both human and supernatural preaching messages of unity and tolerance, because frankly they will never be the same and they will never take anything that belongs to him, at least without a fights. Despite all this, Mathieu doesn’t want anything destroying his bar or the reputation his is trying to build.His motto in his business is the sam one that he uses every mony so when it comes to keeping his business a secrete from not only some other superntrausl but humans aline.

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Derek swatted at his father, until he released him. He felt his face was hot and his eyes were wet which usually would have made him feel week and foolish, but in this moment he didn’t care. “How can you say that? This is your wife, and my mother.” Derek felt himself losing control. “You can’t just let her stay like this we have to at least try.” Derek turned back to where his mother lay, grabbing her hand in his and closing his eyes. He felt his power elevate within him and tried to focus on taking some of it and giving it to his mother, hoping that this would rekindle her own power and hopefully cause her to wake up. As he was about to complete the spell, his father rounded on him, “Selfish child!” he yelled at Derek, grabbing his shoulder and pulling him away from his mother. But this time Derek would not be tossed around. Rounding on his father, he shot out his hand, “Don’t touch me!” His father was blasted back into the wall on the other side of the room. Derek wasn’t finished though. He felt his body getting hot as he spoke, “You’ve drilled into my head since the day I could understand, ‘Protect the Coven at all costs.’ Well this is it Dad. Mom is a part of the Coven, and we have to save her, no matter the cost. I don’t give a shit what the doctor’s think. Call it a miracle for crying out loud. And screw the rules. This is family.” That was when Derek himself was thrown into the door. His father lowered his hand and straightened his jacket. “Don’t you dare talk to me like that. I am the leader of this Coven, what I say goes. And I’m also your father, show some respect.” Derek stood, dusting himself off. “I can’t respect someone who would rather let his wife die than take a risk to save her.” Derek felt himself get hot again, and this time didn’t hold back, “You’re a coward. You don’t deserve to call yourself a leader if your willing to turn your back like this.” Derek’s voice rose until he yelled, “I hate you!” When the yelled escaped him, the window on the other side of the room shattered, raining glass onto them and onto the ground outside. His father started yelling trying to deal with the nurses and hospital staff that had burst through the door at the sound of the glass breaking, but Derek wasn’t listening to any of it. He gave his mother another look, squeezing her hand slightly, and then turned and left the room.

Derek left the hospital immediately and drove back to Rockport, determined to erase the thoughts and feelings of what had just happened from him mind, at least temporarily. He stormed into the house and began his destruction. He raided the liquor cabinet, grabbing a bottle of whisky and taking several large gulps, and then smashed the empty bottle on the floor. The liquid set his throat on fire, but made him feel strong. He continued around the house in this fashion, throwing things, particularly his father’s things, around and not caring in the slightest if he was acting immature. An hour or so passed like this and at the end of it, Derek was drunk, riled up, and emotionally numb.

He made his way into town and was walking along the streets. It was night at this point and people were out, celebrating the last weekend of summer. He rounded a corner only to run into a group of guys, all who appeared to be in their early twenties. Running into them, the apparent leader of the group yelled, “Hey watch it punk!” and pushed Derek back so that he stumbled slightly. “Get out of my way,” Derek said, rolling his eyes at the jacked-up jock that stood in front of him. “You really don’t want to test me right now.” The group of guys were all as drunk as Derek was, but they didn’t have what Derek had. “What’d you say to me?” the one who had pushed him said, his words slurring slightly. “I won’t let some kid talk to me like that.” The guy pushed Derek again. Derek clenched his jaw, running a hand through his hair and laughed, “Push me again. I dare you.” Derek narrowed his eyes. The group of guys laughed, egging the boy in front of Derek on. “C’mon Josh. Teach that twerp a lesson.” The boy, Josh, held up his hand to quiet them, and smirking, pushed Derek lightly on one shoulder and then shrugged, laughing, “What are you going to do kid?” Derek took in a heavy breath and let it out, feeling his fist get slightly heavier as he concentrated on putting his magic, which was heightened by his rage, behind his fist. He then took a step and swung at the boy’s face. When his fist made contact he heard a sickening crack. Josh fell to the ground immediately, howling and clutching his nose, which had become a fountain of blood. The group of guys erupted into a chorus of, “Holy Shits!” and immediately tried to help Josh up. Derek laughed and started to walk away, picking up a pack of cigarettes that one of them had dropped. He held one up to his mouth, and blew on the end. It immediately light, and he took a long drag from it. One of the boys then yelled, “Hey guys! That asshole’s getting away.” They all turned to see Derek walking down the street. Derek turned his head only slightly; raising an eyebrow and seeing them start to run towards him. He sighed, taking the cigarette from his lips and tossing it on the ground where a line of flames erupted on the sidewalk. That stopped the guys in their tracks and mad Derek laugh. He didn’t know where his life was going. He didn’t know if his mom was going to be okay at the moment, and he didn’t know what his father would do, but in that moment he just felt alive. He had won, and he felt stronger than ever.

Any questions/concerns/things you’d like to change: (siblings to add, pronouns, sexuality you’d like to specify, personality, face claim, history, etc., etc.)

No problems! I will attach an additional para sample tomorrow in Mathieu’s own voice I’m just literally falling asleep typing at the moment

#accepted #supernatural rp #supernatural rpg #bio rp #bio rpg

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