#anyway yea I don’t even remember if it was even a good book but the concept was fun to m

[rainedroptalks]

Saw the word “nightshade” somewhere and was hit with the memory of a ghost book I read as a kid so hard I took psychic damage

[mattyriddlesbitch]

Fruit Roll Ups

Mattheo Riddle x Reader

Warnings: Cussing, kissing, gender neutral terms, that's really it?

Another fic based on another Waterparks song

I got some Fruit By The Foot if you wanna come over

Yea, you can wrap your arms so tight

Right 'round my shoulders

In case you're scared of the movies I pick

I'm sorry in advance for that shit

Mattheo and you always had a very flirty relationship. At least, on his end. Complimenting you, hitting on you, telling you horrible pickup lines. He loved when you smiled or laughed at it. He’d even loved it if you rolled your eyes. He actually liked you, though. He had no idea if you liked him back or just liked his flirting.

He finally got the courage to ask you out after watching you with your friends in the courtyard while he was with friends on the other side. Theo and Blaise picked up on him staring at you and started teasing him, making fun of him for pining over you but never doing anything.

“Are you ever gonna ask them out?” Theo smiled at him.

“Yes. I’ll do it when I’m ready.” Mattheo frowned, shoving his hands in his pockets with a sigh, still not looking away from you.

“Is the staring helping? Blaise added on the other side of Mattheo.

“Can you shut up? I’m taking this at my own pace.” Mattheo said, shoving Blaise while Theo and Blaise laughed.

“Just ask them. They’re either willing to give you a chance and say ‘yes’ or they don’t and say ‘no’. It won’t matter when you ask.” Blaise said.

“It’s not like everyone can’t see you guys eye-fucking in class anyways.” Theo added.

“Shut it.” Mattheo sighed, running a hand through his hair before he found himself starting to walk over to you.

When you talk

It's in cursive to me

And it's nicer than anything I'd believe

About me

It's like that shit was written in gel pen

And I love those

“Hey, (Y/N).” Mattheo’s voice said from behind you.

You turn around to see him standing behind you, hands in his pockets, hair a little messy but still cute. “Hey, Mattheo.” You smiled at him.

He smiled and looked down, shifting on his feet before looking back up at you. If only you knew how much your voice affected him. “I think I remember you saying you liked horror movies, right?”

“Yeah. Why?” You nodded.

“Uh, I have some that I haven’t watched yet and all my friends are too much of pussies to watch them with me. I was wondering if you wanted to come to my dorm to watch them one night.” He said, eyes locked on yours. He seemed nervous, which was very unusual for him. “I have a bunch of those little chocolate frogs you like too. I don’t think I’ll ever finish them. I have way too many.”

“Yeah, sure. That sounds fun. Maybe this weekend.” You said with a smile, which seemed to ease him.

“Sweet. Uh, I’ll text you later about the details.” He said, his own smile making its way back on his face before he started backing away, sending you a wink before turning around, taking a deep breath when he knew you wouldn’t notice.

If you want to see me

Acting so desperately

So desperately

All you gotta do is stop texting me

Just to flex on me

He texted you about the movie night a few hours later, not wanting to seem too eager or desperate, just trying to confirm when you’d want to have it. Except you didn’t reply. He didn’t mind the first 10 minutes. After that, he started thinking about it. Maybe he worded it wrong? 20 minutes passed and he kept checking his phone. Did he offend you? 1 hour passed. Maybe you never actually wanted to have a movie night with him.

He left his dorm to find Theo. Theo was good when it came to getting with people.

“I don’t get it. I just asked them when they wanted to have a movie night.” Mattheo said, pacing the room as Theo looked at the text on his phone.

“It’s been an hour.” Theo said, laying on his bed, looking back at Mattheo with a blank face.

“Exactly! An hour and they never replied!” Mattheo said, gesturing his hands wildly.

“They could be studying.” Enzo said, sprawled on an armchair in Theo’s dorm with a book in his lap.

“They’re probably just busy.” Theo tossed Mattheo’s phone on the bed.

It's true

I'm a little bitch for you now

I don't wanna say it way too loud

But I'm a little bitch for you now

His phone suddenly lit up with a notification and Mattheo nearly jumped to grab it, falling to his knees beside the bed as he checked his phone. He smiled when he saw your name and quickly unlocked his phone to read the text you sent him.

“It’s fine. They were napping.” Mattheo said to the two boys, who honestly couldn’t really care less, but found amusement in how desperate Mattheo was to get a text from you.

“See. It was nothing.” Theo said, picking up his own phone to go back to scrolling through it. “Nothing to worry about.”

“I wasn’t worried.” Mattheo said quickly, standing back up as he typed out a text to you.

“Right.” Theo said, raising his eyebrows as he glanced over at Enzo, who shared a look with him.

“Whipped.” Enzo fake-coughed into his hand, getting a laugh from Theo before dodging a shoe Mattheo threw at him and laughing himself.

“I’m not whipped.”

I bought these really sick lights if you wanna come over

They tried to scam me twice

But look

They both can change colors

Like that

I don't wanna leave my house

'Cause in here I'm the ruler

With my refrigerator

Full of Pacific Cooler

But for you I'd brave all the traffic outside

The way you brave all the bullshit I hold inside

You knocked on the door to his dorm at the agreed time, greeted by Mattheo opening his door only seconds later, smiling at you. You both agreed to just wearing comfy clothes, and he looked so good in his sweats and a tee-shirt, his hair was slightly wet from a shower not too long ago. He couldn’t help the flutter in his heart seeing you out of your school uniform. 

“Hey, come in.” He said, moving to let you come in.

You stepped inside his dorm, looking around.

“I got a bunch of snacks and drinks. I remember you told me about this muggle drink you had as a kid so I found some. Wanted to try it with you.” He said, closing the door behind you, watching you nervously as you looked around his dorm. He spent hours deep cleaning it, but if you asked, he was always this clean.

“Thanks. You didn’t need to do all that.” You said and turned around to smile at him.

Your smile. He nearly felt his heart stop. He nearly blurted out ‘I’d do anything for you’ but stopped himself. “Hey, look at this.” He said, trying to turn your attention off of him and calm himself down as he grabbed a remote off his desk and changed the lights in his room from the warm yellow to green, then to red, then blue, then purple.

Oh it's true

(Ooo)

I'm a little bitch for you now

I'm a little bitch

Oh my God

Did I say that too loud?

It's true

I'm a little bitch for you now

I don't wanna say it way too loud

But I'm a little bitch for you now

You both laid down in his bed, watching the horror movies on his tv, snacks scattered between you. His heart was pounding, but it wasn’t from the movie. If you paid enough attention, you could feel his leg bouncing from nerves. He made funny commentary, sounding relaxed. His eyes bounced between you and the tv, making sure you were comfortable and the movie wasn’t bothering you. 

He finally turned his head to look at you fully, watching the light from the tv dance across your face, looking at the little details on your face.

“You okay?” You asked, looking back at him.

“Yeah, just…” He trailed off, not taking his eyes off of you.

He reached a hand over to cup your cheek, leaning closer until his lips hovered over yours. He stayed there for a moment, just looking in your eyes before connecting his lips with yours softly. He really didn’t even know what he was doing. His body took over before his mind could catch up. His mind finally did catch up when he felt you kiss him back. He only parted from you when he needed to breathe, and even then, he was only inches from your face, a huge grin breaking across his.

If you want to see me

Acting so desperately

(I could freestyle you a verse)

So desperately

(Or maybe a hook)

All you gotta do is stop texting me

(I bought these paintings to impress you)

(Did it work?)

Just to flex on me

Theo woke up to his dorm door being thrown open by Mattheo.

“What the fuck do you want?” Theo groaned, rolling over to check the time on his phone.

“They didn’t text back again. You think I fucked up with the kiss?” Mattheo asked, coming over to the side of his bed.

“It is 2 IN THE MORNING! THEY’RE SLEEPING! LIKE I WAS!” Theo yelled, angry that Mattheo woke him up for something so stupid.

Mattheo frowned at him for a moment. “So you don’t think I fucked up with the kiss?”

“GET THE FUCK OUT!” Theo yelled and threw a pillow at him.

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[consistencynevermether]

Astarion x Rouge! Tav

A/N: I am, as the professionals would say, back on my bullshit. anyways here's another in my series of Astarion x a certain class 

part 1 (Paladin Tav version)- https://www.tumblr.com/consistencynevermether/730256251991310336/astarion-x-gn-paladin-reader-hcs-an-this-man?source=share

Bastard x bastard 

You two are absolute little SHITS together let me tell y’all that 

Your love language? CRIME. 

No but seriously imagine this- one of you had this plain steel ring, nothing special or anything just collecting dust at the bottom of your bags. Honestly, you don’t even remember which one of you it originally belonged to

When you first met, one of you had stolen the ring from the other to prove they were “superior with their hands” to the other. Eventually, it became a game between the two of you, every few days stealing this little trinket from each other. And bragging until the other stole it back. It didn’t matter whether either of you wore it on your fingers, around your necks, or even hiding it in folds of clothing. Neither could hold onto it for more than a week before the other snatched it up 

The most memorable little moment with this ring- once you had both gone on a late night walk, hand in hand. The moon's soft glow bathing you both in silver, it was like a scene out of a romance novel, especially when you leaned in to press your lips against his

And then- 

While he was distracted you slipped it off his finger and booked it. Immediately running as fast as you could, not daring to look back, laughing as you sped off with your prize

Unfortunately for you, Astarion happens to be a vampire spawn. Vampire spawn are quite physically inclined, and Astarion is pretty fit

What I’m saying is you made it a good 30 feet before getting tackled to the ground and had the ring wrestled out of your hand 

Honestly, though, you were laughing so hard you didn’t even mind losing the game, you were just happy that for a second your master plan had worked. 

Astarion complained about how his outfit got all dusty because of you, but you had heard him laughing right along with you when he had tackled you to the ground

Astarion won’t admit this, but that ring means more to him than any bejeweled precious jewelry ever could, because it connects him to you

Both of you claim to have the best set of knives and take every opportunity to show off to each other with your skills. Once you actually picked a lock with a smaller blade and you could swear it caused Astarion to be a little flustered. 

Sharing clothes? Sharing clothes. Listen, I'm just saying, will you let your vampire boyfriend burn up in the sun or will you lend him that nice new cloak you just got? Yea, that’s what I thought now it’s joint property. Dw tho it all evens out when you steal one of his nightshirts (it’s the comfiest thing ever, and not just because it always faintly smells like him) 

You guys definitely do couples' heists together. Sneaking, pickpocketing, lockpicking, running from the law, it's all in a day's work for the most shifty couple in Faerun. One of you might distract a lord while the other snuck into his vault to retrieve some valuable magical item. 

Ok but in all seriousness, y’all must be the most ethereal couple around. Imagine seeing two people glide over the rooftops of Baldur's gate, each jump almost like steps to a dance they both know by heart. Flitting around each other like ribbons in the breeze, one with soft silver hair and the other face obscured by their pitch-black cloak, hood pulled up and rippling in the night air. They dance across rooftops, swift as shadows, graceful as spirits, never touching, and yet somehow the rare onlooker knows they are meant to be a pair.

Some bard has definitely written a song about that last bullet point I promise you. 

You two probably had a million cons just waiting to be used. I imagine during your time together trying to get rid of the tadpole, you would both talk late into the night, bouncing ideas off each other, throwing out ideas of different tricks you could pull on the unsuspecting. Some genuinely clever, most just absurd attempts at making the other person laugh.  

If you ever actually got the chance to you it though? Oh ho HO. let me tell you how this went down. Your party had gotten into a situation, attempting to be as inconspicuous as possible. But by a bout of bad luck, someone had started harassing Karlach and at the same time, Lazel had started yelling at a guard, hand on her sword, inches away from striking. The party needed some sort of distraction, and luckily you both had just the thing. 

Astarion had grabbed the nearest glass of wine and splashed it on you, then putting on his best offended face he anguished, “How could you cheat on me?!?! And with my own BROTHER!?!?” That sentence made everyone's head snap up, including the guards as you both laid the theatrics on thick. You kept this act up with Astarion for a good 10 minutes, with fake tears and dramatics from both of you. At one point on the spot, you made up that he had slept with your mother and it was revenge, and the crowd was extremely invested, people taking sides, guards trying to calm down the chaos. But hey you're fake out worked, Karlach and Lazel were able to sneak away quietly and you had both given the distraction of a lifetime. Shadowheart disapproves.

Occasionally the two of you will talk in Thieves cant to each other when you don’t want the party to overhear certain conversations. Originally you were both probably talking about important things like strategies and debating about how to go about getting rid of the tadpole. But now you kind of both just use it to piss off Lazel a little. 

Ultimately you two really understand each other on a deep level, you really are 2 people with one mind. And together there's a world of adventure out there for you both, and infinite fun magical items for you both too “acquire”.

[awwfur]

WoF x TWST. Yuu, Grim, and the great seven.

Master post More WoF x twst AU! More info and rambles past here

(And size chart at the bottom cause I know WoF sizes are wack)

Makes the most sense to start with Yuu first, yea?

Yuu: They get to be human still! Yay them! In this AU I wanted scavengers/humans to be extinct. Why? To make Yuu even more outta place. There’s a bit more to them as a character, but I’ll save that for the writing of the AU.

Grim: I played with the idea of making him into some kinda cat-like fantribe. But settled on making him still very cat like but with more dragon like qualities. Also bigger. And I’m still playing with the idea of him having a smaller form closer in stature to him cannon size. (So he can still ride on Yuu and have something unique to him) He was really fun and really hard to figure out, cause I almost made him more wild cat looking, but I didn’t end up liking it.

(I don’t plan on giving the ramshackle ghost their own full fledged refs, or even just head shot/bust refs. Apologies to all.)

and now onto the seven! Who I’ve turned from Disney Villains into WoF villains/antagonists (they are in order of left to right too to bottom)

Queen Scarlet: “The Scarlet queen” I know that an icewing might have been more fitting, with all the rules they have. But! I went for color pallet. I’m also heavily bias. So Scarlet gets to be queen of hearts

Queen Wasp: “The Queen of Tribes” a big reason for picking Wasp over Blister in place of scar is the fact that, well, she did rule over the silkwings for a good 50 years give or take. And I have this head cannon that she’s fair more clever than she’s depicted in the books.

Albatross: “The great seawing animus” I REALLY wanted Ursula’s WoF substitute to be a seawing. And there was NO WAY I was using whirlpool. (If you know you know) also I have him holding the drawing for the summer palace

Blister: “The sister of Brilliance” If this clever villain wasn’t getting to be the Scar stand in, she was going to be the Jafar stand in. (And yes I drew her holding the eye of onyx. If you know. You know.)

Chameleon: “The beautiful shapeshifter” okay. Scarlet would have gotten to be the Evil queen stand in if I wasn’t dead set on making her the stand in for the queen of hearts. So I had to pick the next best character. That being Chameleon. I don’t have any big reason for him being the Evil Queen besides the fact he has those scraps of scroll to turn into a few other tribes (I can’t remember if there were more than the Icewing, Nightwing and skywing. Because I wanna say he had four tribes he turned into) and also I have him holding Darkstalker’s scroll

Queen Diamond: “The queen of Ice” another one who I just kinda picked the “oh ugh-this’ll do”. I mostly picked her cause of the spell she cast on foeslayer to keep her trapped. So I guess she gets to be the Hades stand in.

Darkstalker: “The Darkstalker” that title is subject to change. But since he already had one in the books may as well use it! Anyway, it only made since to make the most clever and powerful Wings of Fire villain be the Maleficent stand in. Drew him when he escaped from under the mountain because that pose felt like the most powerful one for him. (Although like scarlet I’m very bias)

welp that’s the WoF seven (shockingly hard to pick who would be who. Besides Darkstalker he was easy)

Size chart time!

The dragon examples are Skywings, and I’m of the belief that mudwings and nightwings are larger than skywings but I picked skywings to be the chart comparisons because not meany characters will be much taller or shorter than an average adult skywing. Well, besides the staff but that’s besides the point.

it also has Grim and Yuu because I feel it’s very important to know how tall these two are. (And if I give them exact measurements my brain won’t remember) I was also tempted to add in some kinda animal in here because we’re going largely with mega fauna and flora. But it made the chart crowded. But know I intend for even chickens to be larger than Yuu. (Or about the same hight not sure yet)

[sh1-n0bu]

O M G i just had a thought. like, you know how kuni is so desperate for validation. this leads me to believe he has a massive praise kink. like he just LOVES LOVES LOVESSS being praised for anything not just during sex but.. ahaha he loves being called your good boy, he's your good boy and he always wants to hear it 🥺

✿ 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 ✿

characters: scaramouche x nb!reader

warnings: fluff, light angst, domestic fluff, scara might be a bit OOC, takes place after scaramouche’s defeat

notes: oh yea def. i feel like him, xiao, heizou, childe, venti, kaeya and diluc would be super into praising. outside of the bedroom as well, since they grew up pretty touch and affection deprived, they would want to DROWN in that shit

‘growing up’ with the knowledge that the person you see as your mother only sees you as a puppet is going to fuck up one’s mind and mentality a lot

not only that but he also kept losing the people he opened his heart to so he just… gave up

joining the fatui and becoming one of their strongest has hardened him beyond any comprehension

every nice words or actions are taken as something with an ulterior motive behind

he can’t even go a day without thinking over what you meant by saying you like his hat

was it a threat? are you trying to get close to him? if so why? could you be a spy? better check on your background

however being defeated and getting a nice therapy session with mama nahida has made his mind place a bit better and healthier

doesn’t mean he would immediately let down his guard the moment you smile at him though

getting into a relationship with him would take a long time but it will all be worth it in the end

would always want to be praised or validated by you, his darling s/o

“mhh you made delicious pancakes love! mind teaching me your ways?”

“hmmp! of course i would. who do you think you’re talking to anyways?”

as if he didn’t had a mental breakdown while practicing to make the perfect pancakes for you every morning until he fully grasped it🙄

would go even far as buying a cook book and trying everything on the book while you’re away on work, so he can make you happy and get a praise or a smooch in return

but he will never in his 500 year old life admit it

a tsundere gremlin

when out in public, he would want to at least hold hands with you but he’s so nervous because what if you don’t like pda? what if you hate how clingy he gets sometimes? are there any fatui in the area?

and when scaramouche finally grows the courage and links your pinkies, he’s over the moon

literally giggling, kicking the air, shouting his victory, jumping around in his mind but he wouldn’t show it ‘cause he’s scaramouche😤

in private he will get clingy, don’t test him

would literally drag you back to bed when you’re getting ready for work just so you two can cuddle

will demand you to ask your boss to give you a break today so he keep cuddling with you

a spoiled brat smh🙄

would want to be praised 24/7 and is willing to do anything for it

cooking? as long as the kitchen isn’t burned down then it counts

sewing the rips and tears in your clothes? what are you, a kid?

getting more control over his vision, his new heart just so he can impress you with a new trick he learned and get a smooch as a reward? hmmph! he already mastered his vision now where’s his smooch [name]?

please praise him and call him cute cheesy nicknames, he will love and cherish it so very much

“hey, i didn’t threaten anyone today. where’s my kiss [name]?”

“but i don’t remember making a deal like this scara??”

“yes we did! now give me my reward kiss!”

spoiled baby🥹

[khalixvitae]

I HAVE NEVER SEEN SOMEBODY CONVEY IDIA'S CHARACTER AS WELL AS YOU DID OMG I JUST READ WHEN YOU SAID IDIA ISNT AN INCEL so many people misinterpret his character as just being shy but that just sets him up as a stereotypical introvert. It's not that he's SHY it's that he physically doesn't know hoe to deal with people and instead of trying to learn he just assumes there is no point so he perpetuates his own loneliness. IM SO GLAD IVE FOUND SOMEONE WHO UNDERSTANDS HIM LIKE I DO AAAAAHHHH

Aghhhhh hello anon! Im glad you enjoyed my silly little post, that’s so sweet of you! Yea I feel like there’s so much going on with Idia (frankly with both of the Shroud brothers and their whole deal) that gets kinda bogged down by tropey perceptions. Like yes Idia is introverted and mostly opposed to interacting with people, but there are a lot of layers there. He’s agoraphobic, under-socialized, and painfully anxious. he’s scarily smart and prefers to scheme behind the scenes until he’s positive whatever he’s cooking up is fool proof (which I don’t think is an inherently bad trait) because things are easier and require less effort when there’s a script. freeballing social interactions with people and a broader environment you have no interest in connecting with is both taxing and in no way gratifying (in Idia’s mind, and in most cases). Its inefficient, which I also think is a good way of summarizing his attitudes towards social interaction.

He considers it pointless for everyone involved since he’s just going to disappear one day. Not to mention his upbringing and that hot mess of socialization, I think anybody would be fucked up from that. Plus his whole complex about his appearance and the fact that it’s not exactly been pleasant to just exist publicly. With all these factors in mind It’s important to remember that he’s the one who has decided he MUST be alone and that his fate is predetermined. In the name of efficiency/practicality and his sanity (while ironically undermining both) he just gives up before he’s even started. The world doesn’t end for the people around him, but he’s miserable and would be regardless. I mean he outright says so in book 6. The worst part is that he’s really self aware about it - he just doesn’t think he can change his circumstances or himself. I think the rest of his character really relies on that point. Honestly that’s what makes him so tragic and why I think his overblot is so interesting. It calls into question this focus on efficiency because it’s really just a bluff- as smart and rational as he wants to be, he’s quick tempered and honestly very emotional. We actually get to see just how far he can go with this almost martyr like philosophy because it hinges on his low self worth, but once someone he loves is brought into the equation, he completely jumps the gun. He may not see himself as worth saving, but for the one person he cares about/who understands him??? Who he believes he failed? Rationale goes out the window.

Anyways sorry for the little tangent there, I just think he’s so interesting and the incel trope really downplays the nuance there. He’s so smart but so emotionally driven despite being emotionally stunted and tbh I think that’s his downfall.

[sizebrained]

Cob's First Pool Trip, A Bird, and Meeting Sam Part 9

Ben finds out he was arong about his height. It doesn't sit well with him. Content warning: Adult themes and language, near death, panic attacks, and first meetings.

***

Hazel made Cob get out of the bowl, despite their protests.

She explained the doctor would be there any minute. They needed to get decent and find a good hiding spot out of sight.

Sam suggested they could hide somewhere on Ben's hoodie that she was still wearing.

Cob seemed really excited about it, but Hazel put her foot down saying the doctor may need Sam's help with Ben.

Hazel thought that if the doctor was anywhere near Ben and Sam's sizes, then humans had somehow evolved in 30 years.

Hazel didn't want to believe she was that out of the loop from her recent experience of caring for Mary in the retirement home.

When the doctor arrived, she was all business and didn't even seem to mind having to come to Ben's place.

Hazel was equally glad that the doctor wasn’t anywhere near the top of the doorframe like Sam and Ben.

The doctor looked to be about Mary's old height. Just below average. The doctor took a moment to adjust to the sibling's sizes. It must be a lot for other humans when they both of them were together like this.

The doctor asked Sam to help get Ben to a chair. Then the doctor arranged things on the floor around him, so that she could take off the old, degraded cast to put on a new one.

"I would ask if you have a scale so we can make sure you’re not gaining too much weight with less exercise. But whatever you weigh, I don't want you putting weight on this yet. It wouldn't be a big deal even if you were. People come in all sizes."

The doctor looked at Ben and then Sam adding, "I'm sure you two can appreciate that..."

The smaller doctor got the leg exposed to the fresh air. It was pale and thin with red lines everywhere. She looked him over with care as she poked, prodded, and gently twisted it in slow small rotations. "Thanks for coming all the way here. Sam made it sound like we had to come to you." Ben said with a glaring at his sister.

Sam rolled her eyes, he made his point.

Hazel and Cob watched from their hiding spot, underneath the bottom shelf of a built-in bookcase near the kitchen.

The bookcase went from the floor to the ceiling, but was completely barren. There was a recessed lip between the floor and the first shelf where they were squirreled away.

Hazel frowned at it before they hid. Nothing made her sadder than something like an empty space where there should be books.

She remembered the news reels that she’d seen in London that showed the Germans literally burning books. She could think of nothing worse. But they proved Hazel's imagination was lacking soon after with far worse horrors.

"It's not a problem. I'm glad you called!” She said rolling up a tape measure that she had just stretched across Ben's leg from the knee down. She was measuring him and didn't like the numbers. She checked her notes on a tablet that she pulled from her bag.

“I was going to have to track you down myself soon. I don’t need you messing up the dataset because you have a little white coat syndrome.” The doctor continued dismissing Ben’s lack of visits on the general anxiety she was used to with patients seeing her.

Most of her patients were trauma-related, so they rarely got a choice anyway.

“Good thing you got it wet, the pool you said?” She asked not really caring for the reason he fell.

“Uh yea…” Ben answered watching her. He hated this.

“Well it turned out to be a stroke of luck you fell in. Because this cast too small for you!” She said a little surprised herself.

Ben felt his stomach drop at her words.

“We would have replaced it anyway." She said with a heavy sigh looking at him.

She was thinking of having to recast so much leg. She rested her hands on top of her thighs looking at him. He looked more surprised than she did.

"What?" Sam and Ben said in unison as it clicked with them.

Cob and Hazel said the same thing at the same time, but much softer from the hiding place under the bookcase.

"It's too small.” She repeated before going on.

“You were supposed to come in a while ago and we would have caught it then."

Sam glared at Ben.

It was his turn to roll his eyes. He skipped almost all of his check-ins for fear of driving.

"Can you help me with him so we can double check?" The doctor said to Sam. "We just need to get you to stand up as straight as we can. But just touch that foot down when you do. Do NOT put ANY weight on it!"

She said firmly up at Ben, looking Ben right in the eyes to make her point. They weren't eye level for long as he stood up.

Ben leaned on Sam as he stood up straight. And up. And up…till he finally stopped. "Well..." The doctor said.

There was no way she was going to reach the top of his head. She would have asked Sam to do it, but she wanted Sam to make sure he didn't put any weight down.

“Shit. You're tall,” She let slip even though it wasn’t very professional.

She looked at the chair he had gotten out of and then her tape measure. She judged the distance, she couldn't stand on it to reach his head and easily see.

"Get him over closer to the kitchen counter please." The doctor said leading the way after grabbing a full sized metal tape measure out of her bag. Ben and Sam took some time to get over to the kitchen.

Sam thought he was heavier than she remembered. She hadn’t really noticed before on crutches. But now standing pretty much fully upright, he was towering over her. It had been a few months since he had this cast put on. "Babe. You've got to start laying off the take out food." She said trying to tease him to distract herself from straining against his greater weight. "Oh shut up." Ben grunted with a chuckle instead of being bothered by it. He was too focused struggling against his body's urge to stand on his leg. He hoped this would prove her wrong.

But Sam did look smaller somehow.

They finally made it. The doctor climbed up onto the stool then up onto the countertop. Sam braced herself as Ben put his weight on her again starting to stand straight. He also used the counter some which made it easier on his sister.

Sam's brow furrowed as he rose up and up. His eyes and chin were now well above the top of Sam's head. That wasn't right, even if she hadn't been scrunched a bit at the moment from his weight.

He wasn’t that much taller than her...Sam thought.

Sam now looked up at her little brother. He was definitely, unmistakeably bigger.

From the countertop, the doctor was able to finally look down on Ben. But not by much.

She pulled out the tape measure. And kept pulling it out. Finally, the metal tip clinked against the floor. "Yep." She confirmed holding it steady to double check.

“That's what I thought, it was about four inches off."

"What?" Ben, Sam, Hazel, and Cob all said at the same time from where they were. "So I'm..." Ben paused, his panic rising. "7 foot 3 babe. No wonder you feel so fucking heavy…You must have added at least ten pounds for every inch..."

Sam said grunting as he put more of his weight on her out of shock, losing his focus. He had let go of the counter when Sam added four to how tall he thought he was ten minutes ago. Ben felt dizzy. His heart rate sped up. "You can go back to the chair we'll put the right size cast on you. And don’t skip anymore checkups ok? You could have ended up with a limp or something if this healed wrong.”

The doctor hopped down to the ground with a chuckle, "I hope I have enough material." "Holy shit! Hazel...did you know they could get THAT big?!”

Cob whispered quickly while staring at Ben with a new appreciation.

When Ben stood straight at the counter for the doctor, it made Sam look small. Cob didn't think that was possible. "No..." Hazel replied slowly.

It was Ben's expression that interested her more than his newly revealed height. He looked like he did the night he found her about to go into one of his fits.

"Oh you poor sweet boy..." Hazel said out loud in a whisper to herself. Cob heard it and looked at their sibling, blinking in disbelief.

***

End Part 9

[msm-tsotmw]

So we’re out on the ocean again. I found the Spurrit of Adventure on the beach, somehow *still* unharmed, for some reason. Toorie, Mondo and Kayna said they went with the others to go play games or something so that they could “remember them,” which I wasn’t around to do because apologies are hard as fuck for me. We haven’t come across anything yet…

Well , At Least The Ocean Is A Lot Calmer Than When … Uh , You Know .

yea

I hated every single second of that .

But At Least We Ended Up Somewhere We Made Good Friends With Some Others ! Right ?

mhm

poor finci and adelynn tho

Yeah … Hopefully It’s Just Something Like Being Too Loud And Then Losing Your Voice , And Nothing More Than That !

…

Uh.

… Is There Anything Wrong , Sprigg And Mauna ? You Two Look Disturbed …

No , no ! Nothing at all , it is just …

… Nevermind .

Ah . Okay .

… Do You Guys Wanna Play I Sp-

toorie its too dark out for that

Oh

Ummmm , Truth Or Dare ?

I am NOT playing that. Not after someone back on Plant dared someone else to toss me into the air like a-

…Nevermind. You all go on without me, I’m not the type of Monster to play Truth or Dare.

(Sprigg buries their truth-or-dare-hating face in a book. dw Sprigg I don’t like doing it that much either)

So … Truth Or Dare ?

truth

Do You Like-

(oh shit maybe i shouldnt have-)

-Cheese ?

oh uh

no

no not really

especially not the coconut cheese

Yeah , That … Eugh .

eugh

Who In The Name Of Torrt Even Thought Of That In The First Place ???

Someone in the Dawn of Fire , maybe ?

Why ?????

I do not know . Monsters during the Dawn were … eccentric , to say the least .

i thought we were playing truth or dare

Oh Yeah , Right ! Uhhh , Truth Or Dare ?

dare

I Dare You To Tell Me Who You Like .

a

can you rephrase that

I Dare You To Tell Me Who You Like . Who Do You Like ??

shit

uhhhh nvm actually i choose truth

Who Do You Like ?

FUCK

cant you ask something else

(Mauna is making a face that says “tell her!” to Mondo. Mondo shakes his head. Mauna nods hers. Sprigg looks like they’re about to spontaneously combust.)

uh

Yes ?

i like

???

(nonononononononononONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONON-)

(Everyone stares at each other.)

i forgot 💀

(Oh, thank Galvana.)

(FUCK I FUCKED UP AGH)

Oh . Okay , Then !

uhhhhhhh

.. Well , I’m Getting Sleepy . Goodnight !

uh yea

I think I should be sleeping too .

mhm uh

good night guys

…Yeah. I should sleep too.

(Dear Celestials, that was awkward…)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

god fucking dammit Mondo you fucked up your chance to pull some bitches for once

anyways have this ladybug I found on a fountain during my field trip to a college today yayayayayayayayayayayay!!!!!!

[kingsbridgelibraryteens]

So, what does a Teen Advisory Group DO, anyway?

The short answer is that a TAG does whatever the YA librarian needs done at that moment. TAG members can help to create virtual displays, book reviews, or other social media content. If library staff need to spend their funds on stuff like craft supplies or snacks to share during programs, they can ask the TAG for suggestions so that they'll spend those funds on things that teenagers actually want.

The way I ran my TAG shifted when we moved from an in-person to a virtual program several years ago. While I do miss having this program in person, I will say that one kind of participation improved in the virtual space. That's when I need to spend my YA funds on something, I share my screen so everyone can see all the choices we've got, I scroll through the options slowly and ask questions, and our teens type a running commentary in the chat. THEN I save that chat so that when I do my shopping, I can incorporate their suggestions!

At yesterday's TAG meeting, I needed our teens' input in some shopping decisions. While I can't recreate the whole meeting, I can share the most important part of it. Just imagine that I'm sharing my screen and talking out loud while asking questions like:

Do you want to vote on craft kits or do you want to vote on snacks? [Guess what? They went for the snacks. SHOCKING, I know!]

Should I bother getting healthy snacks, or are teens not going to eat them?

Do Funyuns even count as a food group?

What kind of juices do you recommend?

Then our teens typed their answers, which I thought were both enlightening and entertaining, so I decided to share them with you. ENJOY!

snackss

im kinda hungry

Yes

lol

Snacks

Chips

those veggie chips are so good

Doritos

yea doritos

the sea salt ones are really good since theyre not that salty

I don’t really eat junk food so I really don’t know 😂

my mom gets healthy chips

We used to get sun chips at school

my friends and i lowkey hate the sun chips because the school gives it to us

Cape cod brand is okay

deep river is a really good chip brand

pringles are also really good

ghost peppers are really spicy

I know teens love takis

the honey bbq fritos are so good

Funyuns are so good 😱

dill pickles chips taste weird tbh

funyuns is good

the blue takis are so good

the voodoo chips might be good for halloween

grandma's cookies are so good

i also vote for oreos

Chips ahoy

chips ahoyyyy

milanos alright

Mothers cookies are way too sweet

yea mother's cookies are really bad

Peanut butter is bad

i hate them

there are muffins in packages that are really good but i cant remember the brand name

Little bites?

yea those

I don’t drink coffee

iced coffee sounds good

Teens love caprisuns

the bottle starbucks are good

the french vanilla ones are the best

cant go wrong w apple juice

yea mott's is good

Capri sun for sure

i think that the wider variety of the caprisun is good

natures valley is the best brand in my opinion

cliff bars are definitely really good

I like chewy bars not the crunchy ones in my opinion

byeeeee

byee have a good dayy

[moodindigov]

hey guys nerd moment about the title of the fic (this is long im sorry)

mood indigo was actually a jazz song released in the 1930’s by duke ellington, barney bigard with lyrics by irving mills, except bigard said that its real credit is derived from his clarinet teacher, Lorenzo Tio’s, melodies. so that clarinet part like biagrd’s solo? yea that was Lorenzo tio’s melodies that weren’t full developed and when bigard did finish them and show them so ellington, he liked it and it was included. and like its almost impossible to tell where ellington’s collaborators part begin bcs apparently he’s js that good at blending that stuff idk (dont take that last part as a fact thats purely from what i remember.) anyways, mood indigo is about a little boy and little girl who are eight. girl loves boy and while they never acknowledge the feelings, the girl waits at her window bcs the boy visits her. and the song basically describes the feeling the girl had when the boy didnt visit her. so you may be asking, duct why would u choose something like that as a title for a book about the slump in london 1930s and about criminal organizations? well, dear anon, here u r:

1. literal (?) meaning; im gonna be so honest with you i purely got this idea from brendan and neksa / jess and morgan. i couldnt stop thinking about that wonderful art i found of brendan and neksa it was of neksa as a raven or crow i dont rmb but point is that its gorgeous and stunning i love it. the idea that brendan denies his feelings of love for her purely because he half doesn’t want to acknowledge that he’s become so attached to a person in such an intimate way and half because he just cant risk his father (or anyone) finding out that he’s gone and practically betrayed his dad’s whole like symbolism in tje trading world (remember they don’t like the library. yk how contradicting it would be to have one of the biggest illegal book trader’s son dating someone from the library, especially someone who works in like the same facility as the archivist? yea its damnable like no ones gonna trust ca. brightwells or his business anymore.) anyways the literal meaning: girl is sad bcs boy didn’t visit/come back to her. brendan literally left neksa (the woman he was oh so deeply in love with) because he didn’t want to hurt her and played it off as the fact that he didn’t love her. and when jess comes back as brendan (lmaoo) i feel like you can imagine the smallest sliver of hope she had that they can be something again but its practically disappeared next to the pure anger and grief in her heart. and when neksa dies, brendan can’t visit her anymore. its literally not possible. (until he died then maybe they could be happy tgt). this is so many words words words guys i promise im not actually this much of a nerd on a daily basis this is just interesting to me. anyways, once again, girl is sad bcs boy didn’t visit her one day. umm we can go back and look into jess’ past: boy is eternally sad bcs his brother died. aka: boy is sad bcs his brother can’t visit him. like ever. sad sad sad moments💔💔

2. this is like an actual stretch but um i consider it okay so basically girl being sad is jess boy who didnt visit (or wont anymore) is a semblance of love or sanctuary. throughout the series its obvious that jess just doesn’t trust his family. im pretty sure he even says it like he does not trust them. but hey, maybe he did once. maybe he did when he was a little boy who had an older brother who he could rely on—one that taught him how to walk and that taught him the basics. someone who he could go to for advice and who could help him keep his head above water. now we don’t have a characterization, but i’m going off of @thegreatlibraryfangirl’s advice and kinda semi-making my own..so um sorry if u dont like that guys..but anyways i feel like the moment jess starts to really rely and trust the other’s is the moment that melancholy feeling, that mood indigo, goes away. it doesnt go away completely, theres always gonna be a solid chunk never satisfied but thats okay because he has people he can trust with his life that will help him get through it. not only this but the bond that jess and dario (will) share in this au represents that. they’re both young—maybe 13 max but they both lack one thing that only they can give esch other; sanctuary.

[raventroll80]

Stowaway Mer AU

Part 5: Mr. Grimmar’s Occult Shop

Em goes to Mr. Grimmar’s to pick up her stuff and wait for Nimh and Flynn and has a conversation with the local goth.

The door jingled as Em walked into the occult shop. The thick smell of old books and wood filled her nose and she smiled a little.

“Hello Em! How are you this fine day?” Mr. Grimmar said boisterously from behind the counter.

“Howdy Mr. Grimmar! I’m doing good, Marco told me someone dropped my bag off here do you have it?” She asked.

“Why of course my dear! He was a nice fellow magnificent mutton chops,” Mr. Grimmar replied and put her bag on the counter.

Mr. Grimmar was Em’s other boss, he ran the occult shop in Port Murlow while his husband Hiram ran the antiques shop directly across the street. He was an easily recognizable man given the fact he was 7 feet tall and dressed like a vampire most of the time. He had grey slicked back hair, and a large bushy beard with vibrant green eyes. On top of the occult shop he also ran the town’s mortuary/funeral home.

“How’s the new house? Any ghost?” He continued before disappearing into the back room. Em followed after grabbing her bag.

“It’s very nice, it could do for some work. My roommate Flynn doesn’t trust the bridge though,”

“Oh?”

“Yea he grips the steering wheel like it’s gonna take off,” she continued.

“This Flynn fellow, does he drive a pickup truck?” Mr. Grimmar asked as he poured some tea for the two of them.

“Yeah, why” Em asked as she sat down in the break room.

“I do believe him and the man who returned you back almost had a very unfortunate meeting about two days ago.”

“Oh?”

“Yes, I would have almost met the man at the mortuary if he didn’t stop,”

“Oh shit! Really?” Em exclaimed, a look of surprise covering her face.

“Yes, luckily he was able to stop and the fellow didn’t seem to mind apparently… though I still gave him an earful for not looking before crossing.”

“Speaking of the man, who did return my bag anyways?” Em asked after taking a sip of tea.

“I do believe it was the town’s cryptid of a scientist, Dr. Vega Triton I believe. Nice fellow, a little odd at times but I’m not complaining. Brings more, character to the town don’t you think?” He said before taking a sip of his own.

“He is very nice, I’ve seen him at the bait shop a few times,” Em replied, “I’ll have to thank him the next time I see him,”

Not long after that statement the ringing of a bell came from the storefront, signifying that a customer had come in. Mr. Grimmar and Em left the back to see who had come in and were greeted by Nimh and Flynn.

Flynn had a look somewhere between intrigue and unease as he walked through the store. His eyes were drawn to a large horned skull mounted on the wall behind the counter. He wasn’t sure if he should be concerned by its prominence in the store, or amused by the fact that someone had put googly eyes on the thing.

“I see my skull has caught your eye my good sir!” A booming voice said. Flynn was surprised to see the owner of said voice stood almost a head taller than himself.

“No need to worry, I’m not a satanist. A friend of mine has some jacob sheep and gifted me the skull after one of his largest rams died. The googly eyes are there to try and make it less… unsettling,” The man continued.

Flynn was still staring at the large man, still trying to comprehend that there was someone taller than him. Nimh gave a small chuckle of amusement when she noticed.

“Oh, I apologize, I haven’t even introduced myself yet. I’m Silas Grimmar, I own this establishment. Em here is one of my best employees!”

“Aren’t I your only employee besides Hiram,” Em said still holding her tea.

“Flynn Taggart, nice to meet you Mr. Grimmar.” Flynn replied shaking Mr. Grimmar’s hand.

“Now that introductions are out of the way…” Mr. Grimmar said, “I do believe you almost gave me a surprise shift at the morgue the other night, when you almost hit that pedestrian,”

A wave of guilt washed over Flynn as he remembered the other night. His face fell and he opened and closed his mouth a few times before speaking.

“Sorry, it was late, I should’ve been paying attention. Is the other person alright?” Flynn apologized. “I meant to go and apologize but it’s been a rough three days since I got here. It’s been… hard to sleep in the house,”

“Yes, he’s quite alright, in fact he seemed more worried about your wellbeing then his own. Though I doubt you’ll be finding him anytime soon, Dr. Triton doesn’t appear to be living in town as far as anyone knows,” Mr. Grimmar said, a look of concern covered his face.

“So, how was town central?” Em asked, wanting to redirect the conversation.

“Good, we’ll be getting power and heating back soon, and I found someone to check the house for damage ‘n stuff,” Flynn replied. “Have to go the bank tomorrow to pick up my inheritance, gonna be needing it for any repairs to the house.”

Em’s face lit up as she remembered about her other discovery.

“Oh! I just remembered! Mr. Grimmar I found some wine in the bay the other day,”

“Oh?” Mr. Grimmar hummed as he went to get more tea.

It’s still sealed and was in a box labeled Embalming Fluid, I marked it with a bottle buoy,” She continued.

“Embalming Fluid you say? Mr. Taggart, I do believe our families are about to be working together again for the first time in a long while,” Mr. Grimmar announced handing Nimh and Flynn their own cups.

“Hmm?” Flynn hummed as he drifted back to the conversation.

“Yes, though I doubt you want to hear the full story so I’ll give you the cliff notes version,” Silas said,

“Back in 20’s, your family, and the rest of Port Murlow disagreed with the prohibition laws. So, you family decided to open a speakeasy in one of the many sea caves. My family agreed to help yours by keeping their stock at the mortuary, and help deliver it in exchange for a reduced price at the speakeasy.” He finished, his cup of tea also done.

Flynn had a look of surprise on his face. He didn’t know this about his family, he was also surprised that his grandfather never told him either.

“Hmm… I never knew that,” he said,

The bell jingled again, this time a shorter man walked in. He had soft brown eyes and dusty grey brown hair. His face was worn but kind and he wore a soft smile on his face as he looked at Silas.

“Hiram my beloved, how was work?” Mr. Grimmar said as he walked towards the man, a broad warm smile on his face as well.

“Lovely dear, how are you doing Em?” Hiram asked after hugging Silas.

“Good, we were just talking about the crate of wine I found in the bay,” she replied.

“Oh?” Hiram said intrigued,

“Yeah, I’m gonna get the boat out tomorrow and pick it up,” Nimh said.

“It’s getting late. We should get going.” Flynn said after looking at his watch.

Silas checked his pocket watch before saying, “Why it’s only 3:15, what’s the rush?”

“Takes ‘bout a half hour to get there, don’t trust that bridge either,” Flynn mumbled.

“And I was planning on cook’n up some fish for dinner,” Em quickly added, holding up the neon orange bucket.

“I see, I guess we’ll be seeing you later then, farewell and safe travels,” Mr. Grimmar said as he walked to the door.

“Bye, Mr. and Mr. Grimmar!” Em said as she briskly walked to the door.

“See ya around Hiram,” Nimh added.

“Bye, sirs.” Flynn said before giving a small salute and walking out the door.

The three got in the truck and drove off.

“He seemed nice,” Hiram said placing his arm on Silas’.

“Indeed, I believe I may have been too harsh on him earlier.” Silas mumbled.

“I wonder if he knows Valen?” Hiram added.

“I believe he does my dear,” Silas said before bending down and giving Hiram a peck on the cheek.

They then walked to the door and locked up the shop before going home as well. A cold breeze blowing over the town.

[thmgau]

CHAPTER 15 - A BEGINNER'S GUIDE TO CELESTIALS [wattpad link]

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“Watch closely, my dear friends. This is how you make the best popcorn known to humankind.”

Kalani opened up the microwave & put the popcorn package in there. She set the timer to around 2 minutes & pressed the start button.

“2 minutes seems kinda excessive, don’tcha think?” “Patience is key, Leslie. Just wait.”

The group was currently at Kalani’s apartment for a sleepover. They did sleepovers fairly often, & shifted around whose place they’d have the sleepover at every month or so. This time, it was at Kalani’s.

“What do we do in the meantime?” “Uh.. I dunno, actually.” “Hmm..”

An idea popped into Nora’s head.

“Oh! Kalani! That.. magic book thing is here, right?” “Yea?” “How about we read through that?” “Oh, that sounds fun.” “Yea. Plus, if we’re so-called ‘heroes’ anyway, we should maybe read the book telling us how to be heroes.” “Alright, lemme go get it.”

Kalani left the kitchen to go get the book. The microwave had about a minute & a half left on it.

“How much do you wanna bet he isn’t gonna come back before the popcorn’s done?” “At least $5.” “I’ll get a bowl.”

Cherry reached up into the cabinet & grabbed a big bowl for the popcorn.

“Have you all noticed an increase in posters everywhere with that puppet guy on them?” “Oh, yea. There’s been a TON of them everywhere. Wonder why that is.” “Les, weren’t you gonna find out what those red things above each poster were?” “Yeah! I showed it to Natalie today during class, & I guess she knows a bit about tech stuff, so she’s gonna do some research on it & tell me what’s up with it later.”

The microwave went off. The popcorn was done.

“Why Natalie?” Cherry asked, opening up the microwave & pulling the popcorn out. “What’s wrong with Natalie? She’s nice.” “Yea, when she’s not trying to steal shit & antagonize us.” “She’s helped us get out of some sticky situations. She’s not all that bad.”

Cherry opened up the popcorn & poured it all into a bowl. “Whatever. I still don’t like her.”

“I’m back!” Kalani grinned, entering the kitchen with the book. “Awesome! Let’s get to reading!”

The group got all huddled up in Kalani’s living room. The book was laid out in front of them, & the popcorn was sitting on the coffee table. Kalani flipped through the pages.

“Alright... we’ve already read about the weapons... let’s see.. Aha!”

Kalani had landed on a page titled CELESTIALS.

“This seems interesting enough to read about!” “Celestials? What the hell is a Celestial?” “‘A Celestial is a god-like being, each one representing a different element of life,’” Kalani read. “‘There are currently 9 Celestials who reside at the Castle of Celestials.’”

“Ooh! They have a castle!” “I’ve never been to a castle before. Unless bouncy castles count. Then I’ve been to dozens.”

“‘The 9 Celestials are as follows:’” Kalani continued reading from the book. “‘Fate, Time, Mr. Moon, Sun, Betty, Spring, Storm, Good, & Evil.’”

“Why does Mr. Moon get an honorific? Nobody else has a ‘Mr.’, a ‘Ms.”, or even a ‘Mx.’ What’s their deal?” “Maybe they’re the most important?” “I don’t think so. You remember that quote-unquote ‘dream’ we had?” “How could we forget?” “The dream mentioned that we were chosen ‘by Fate itself,’ & in the list it says there’s a Celestial named Fate.” “So Fate’s the most important one then?” “I guess so.”

“Wait,” Nora said, pointing toward a line in the book. “It says here that each Celestial represents a different element. What element is Betty supposed to represent?” “Who knows? It’s not like there’s a list of each element or anything, so all we can do is guess.” “& there are 2 Celestials named Good & Evil respectively! Why aren’t they maintaining ‘the balance between good & evil’ instead of us?!” “That’s fucked up.” “I’m gonna flip ahead to a different page.” “What, we’re not reading the book in order?” “What? No. That’s for losers.”

Kalani flipped ahead a couple of pages. She landed on a page titled CASTLE OF CELESTIALS. On the page, along with some writing, was an illustration of the so-called “Castle of Celestials,” which was light blue & white.

“Ok, that’s a sick looking castle.”

Clearing his throat, Kalani began reading. “‘The Castle of Celestials is where the Celestials live. Occasionally, we let guests hang around for a while if they need a place to stay-’” “We? These Celestial guys wrote this book?” “I guess so.” “Could you not interrupt me when I’m reading?” “Sorry, ‘Lani.” “Ahem.. as I was saying... ‘As you are (presumably) the prophesied heroes, you are free to come & go whenever you please. All you must do to visit is be in Hero Mode & just think about going to the Castle.’” “Why does everything have to be in Hero Mode?” “I dunno. But I’m too tired to go to this castle right now, so who cares?” “Yea, we’ll just.. keep that knowledge in our minds until we need it.”

Cherry yawned, stretching their arms. “Maybe we should call it a night. Read this thing tomorrow or something.” “Yea, sounds good. G’night everyone-”

Leslie’s phone buzzed all of a sudden. “Oh! That must be Natalie!” “Oh, great.” Cherry rolled her eyes. “Let’s see what she said!”

Leslie took out its phone & looked at the text it had just received. The smile on its face quickly faded into a frown.

“What is it?”

They showed the phone to the group, so they could all read what the text said. Attached was a picture of the red, metal thing, & what Natalie had to say about it wasn’t pleasant.Natalie: its a camera.

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I love the energy and all and I don’t want to offend but as a Muslim girl i can tell you that it is literally haram to identify as anything other than your god given gender. Like I’m not trying to be rude and I’m glad that there a respectful supportive people out there but if you’re looking at the Quran and other islamic book you’ll find stories about how its considered haram. Accepting the islam religion means accepting everything and dedicating yourself to it you can’t just pick and choose.

omg my first anon hate hahaha

i know im not obligated to answer hate but im going to anyway bcuz of i have things to say (sparkle emoji) (im on pc and dont have the energy to find an emoji keyboard)

okay first of all nowhere did i say that I identify as Muslim. i get that it was ambiguous tho so its cool. to clarify,, I am personally not Muslim but I kind of have to act like one so I don't get kicked to the streets or some shit lol and maybe I'm a bit of a coward idkkk but anyways

I would be interested to know what other Islamic books ur talking about btw, but I'm pretty sure the quran doesn't mention being trans anywhere at all. in fact I'm pretty certain, I've read it multiple times with translation and commentary interpretations and anyway being trans wasn't really a 'known' thing back then? bcuz obviously patriarchy and gender roles n segregation blah blah was wayyyy more yk. shit I forgot the word. uhhh yk like prevalent?? ofc the quran does mention a shitton about gender roles,, so yk men r the breadwinners, women raise the kids and keep house and be good wives etc. and also remember the big important fact:: GENDER AND SEX R DIFFERENT THINGS!!! meaning technically u cant be 'born' a gender (omfg my keyboard hates me imagine a question mark here) ur born with certain genitals and society assigns u a gender based on that . sounds a bit fucked when u put it like that actually but anyway back when the quran was being revealed this wasn't a known thing cuz yk they didn't have studies on this stuff,, and yea ur probably gonna say 'but the quran came from allah and he knows everything' well the fact of the matter is he either forgot or smth idk I don't speak for God but trans people definitely exist that's a fact we know so yeah. oh I should come back to my point which was, even with the quran saying those things about what ur supposed to do based on whats in ur pants which is crazy outdated anyway it doesn't take gender ≠ sex into consideration either soo ye that's the most it could've said about being trans and that not very valid anymore rip and that's not even mentioning non-binary people

and anyway Islam is literally all about acceptance and respect and everything so idk it would probably be better if u didn't go around telling ppl they're 'literally haram' for being trans or gay or any typa queer bcuz its literally not our choice (insert question marks) believe me I would fucking love to be comfortable in my 'female' body but I cant no matter how much I try to force myself so I'm sorry dude. no one would choose to be stuck in a situation like this. personally, I believe Islam needs a super massive reformation. well not Islam exactly, but a lot of things said in the quran r outdated wildly now, while a lot of it will also always be relevant, eg. everyone being equal and yk give to the poor etc. i have absolutely nothing against Muslims (I have it against my family for being so forceful about religion - different thing) yall r super cool and ik being a Muslim girl isn't easy believe me, but genuinely seeing Muslim people around and yk, just existing in wider society outside of Islamic spaces makes me feel so proud of where I came from even if its not been the best experience. have u seen the show We are Lady Parts (question mark) its about an all female Muslim punk band and there's only six episodes I literally watched it all today but the message of it is what I'm trying to get to you. u don't have to be the perfect pious wife to be considered a 'good Muslim',, there are so many ways u can show faith. you don't have to be a big strong man who can handle all pain with ease while single-handedly providing for a family either.

anyways peace out that sure was a journey lol and I definitely have forgot some of the things I wanted to say but yea that's all don't forget to like and subscribe <3

(colours r to make it easier to read for people with shorter attention spans,, they don't have any other significance)

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15 questions/15 people

got tagged by @angry-velociraptor , cheers!! I love these things! :D I’m just horrible at remembering to actually do them!! x’’’’3 

1. are you named after anyone?

HMM I guess?? Like my given name was after a granma of mom or something I think but my real (second) name is after dads dad! 

2. when was the last time you cried?

I really can’t say???? I don’t really cry because of sadness these days but i do tear up because of dumbest shit!!! Its wild how easily I can get happy/emotional tears!!!

3. do you have kids?

oHOHHAHAHAAAHA nope. No thank you. At least I have that going on for me for being trans!!!

4. do you use sarcasm a lot?

I don’t know ;;w;; Sometimes yes but I think people sometimes depict stuff I just say as sarcasm idk!!!! I used to be sarcastic me thinks?? These days not that much tho??

5. what’s the first thing you notice about people?

HMMM like- the aura??? The presence??? Style, what you’re wearing, what accesories there is, piercings, tattoos, or lack of them! Height too, kinda at least like I just noticed last time I met a friend how short she is????? And I’ve known her for like 5 years!!?!?!?!? I’m also very bad with faces! 

6. what’s your eye color?

Greyish blue! 

7. scary movie or happy endings?

As a greedy bisexual; BOTH!!!! Seriously tho both have their charm, and they don’t really even exclude each other. I don’t really have preference for either, if the movie is good then its good!!!

8. any special talents?

Well, art?? And I can move my ears at will!! 

9. where were you born?

In hopsital öhöhöhhehehvfgdjfs but yea Finland

10. what are your hobbies?

Arts and crafts, as you can guess, drawing/painting/sculpting/needle felting, but I hike/take walks with the dogy, I love watching birds and other creatures and nature in general on walks..! Moss is life!!! I keep plants and aquarium, i’d love to get second tank only for shrimps!! And paleontology and mythology nerding, i do play them cursed videogames bit too, oh yeah I read too, like actual books of paper!! Tryna teach myself to read more again!! That’s some of it! 

11. do you have any pets?

Dogy and fish!! Aamu the dog and Peetu the kala!!! also shrimps! 

12. what sports do you play/have you played?

Not really anything?? Haha, like I used to really like football and uhh salibandy?? sähly??? as kid (idk floor ball??? ground hickey!?!?!?) and participated on class teams (badly cause I was astmathic fat kid) for those and also randomly in basket ball too??  I wasn’t really athletic but I wish I had been!! I did some horse riding too, nothing proper though cause we were poor but yeahh..! 

13. how tall are you?

166cm, i’mma short king ! 

14. favorite subject in school?

As kid I liked almost everything, I used to love math, but hmm, lets say art and biology!! 

15. dream job?

Oughhhhh idk............. Part time something???? I wish I could do more ceramics?? But idk, maybe concept artist or character designer?? Maybe paleoartist??? idk, tbh I been thinking about applying for retirement and just do whatever dabbling |’’’3 I think I really need to get my mental health in order properly before I can really think career??? I really wish I had some sorta handler or secretary or manager anyways !!!!!! Oh right if i didn’t have allergies I’d probably be some sorta animal dude, like horse trainer or something!! 

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Say Hi To Larry (Chapter 14 1/2)

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JENSEN ACKLES PLAYS ALARIC SALTZMAN

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Walking up the porch, Amari knocked on the door waiting for the woman she knew was inside to open the door. After a moment, the door opened and an older black woman opened the door, “Amari, what brings you by?”

“Hi, Ms. Shelia.”

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“It’s not my fault she’s a bitch!”

Amari could list maybe 5 other places she’d rather be than here, walking with Caroline and Elena towards the school. Her blonde friend was complaining about their Bennett friend because she refused to give a necklace back. Amari didn’t blame her, the necklace was from her ancestor and Grams told her to keep it safe. 

“I’m confused, why are you mad at her again?” Questioned the taller teen, she was sure Caroline said something about it before judging the offended look she gave. “I kinda spaced out.”

“She stole my necklace, I gave her it and she refuses to give it back,” The blonde grabbed Amari’s arm, looping her other arm with Elena’s. Elena shook her head in amusement, “Caroline you gave it to her, you told her she could have it. You can’t just take it back.”

The blonde narrowed her eyes at Elena who raised her hands in surrender, “I tried.”

“Okay, listen to me, and listen to me clearly 'cause I’m only gonna say this once,” Amari demands, grabbing Caroline’s face and bending slightly to look her in the eye. “Be the bigger person, you’d hate it if I gave you something and then took it from you, so don’t do that to Bonnie.”

Stubborn, the slightly shorter girl turned to Elena, “Anyway, where’s Stefan?”

Amari looked to the ground, she remembered last night no matter how hard she tried not to. She’d tried getting high and even drunk, which wasn’t a good thing to do but she didn’t want to remember. Just from meeting her last night, Amari knew Lexi was an amazing person. The ringing of the bell broke her from her thoughts, “Bye Care.”

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Now in class, Amari noticed Stefan wasn’t there, again. Quietly sighing in disappointment, the curly brunette takes out her sketchbook to bypass the time while waiting for her new History Teacher. A gust of wind blows Amari’s hair into her face, glancing around she notices the windows are closed and there wasn’t any air strong enough to blow in through the door. Glancing around to see if anyone felt it, she sees Bonnie looking freaked out by something. Pulling out her phone, she shoots Bonnie a text.

Did you feel that

The wind? yea

“Morning, everyone,” Looking up, she sees a tall man 6’0 ft man with kind green eyes writing on the board. Alaric Saltzman, this man’s name has salt in it. She heard him sigh before he turned around glancing around at the kids, “Alaric Saltzman, mouthful I know.”

“You’ll probably want to pronounce it ‘Ala-ric’ but it’s actually ‘A-lar-ic’, alright? But you guys can just call me Ric. I’m your new history teacher,” He finishes with a warm grin, and most of the class responded with chuckles or grins of their own. History was going to be a lot better now than before.

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“That sounds like stalking and you should get a restraining order.”

Bonnie glares at Amari while Elena turns away to hide the laugh threatening to slip out. Not bothered by the glare, Amari pushes the food around on her tray, mindlessly continuing her rant. “I mean surely there’s a spirit cop or police station, priest station. Elena, you’re laughing but I’m being serious. Bonnie could go poof and become one with the ghost, say hi to Larry the turtle for me.”

“Amari!” Bonnie exclaimed, huffing out a chuckle and glancing between her two friends. “I’m being serious, I think I’m being haunted.”

“Boo.”

Elena shook her head, ignoring Amari’s fingers playing with her hair, and asked, “But why Emily?”

“Grams said she was a powerful witch back in the Civil War days and the necklace is actually a witch's talisman,” Bonnie said, taking the necklace off her neck and placing it on the table.

“And this all started when you got the necklace?” Elena asked, cutting Amari’s sandwich into two triangles.

“I think she’s trying to communicate with me using the necklace,” Bonnie nodded.

“She’s trying to possess you,” Amari declared, nodding her head while picking at her sandwich. She glances up at Bonnie’s terrified face, “Maybe tell your grams about it, I know you haven’t.”

“No,” the younger girl shook her head, “She’s gonna tell me to embrace it, and if what you say is true then I don’t want to embrace it. I want it to stop.”

“OoOoOOoO.” “Shut up, Amari!”

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“Hi.”

“Shataki fried mushrooms!” Amari yelled running away from whoever spoke before turning around and seeing a laughing Stefan. “I’m gon shove my foot so far down your throat, you’ll be shitting toenails.”

“I didn’t mean to scare you,” The blond assured, standing from a bench and walking towards her. Amari shakes her head, eyes trailing around his face, “You’re not staying.”

“No,” he confirmed, and she nodded looking down before looking back up. “Is Damon, you know?”

“No, I stopped myself before I could do it.” Stefan shook his head, smiling when she sighed in relief, she shuffled in place for a moment before breaking the comfortable silence, “You’re leaving leaving?”

“No, not yet,” he responded, Amari huffed rolling her eyes and slinging her bag on the ground. “Why?”

“I’m gonna back off and keep my distance, it’s the right thing to do,” Stefan replied with a shrug of his shoulders causing Amari the glare at him, “Back off from school? Or Elena and me?”

Sighing, Stefan shrugs avoiding her eyes as he spoke up, “Be angry, it’ll be easier.”

“Yeah, easier for you,” Amari glared at him, stepping forward until he was stuck between her and the bench table. “If you think you leaving is gonna protect me and Elena, then you’re a fucking idiot.”

“But then again, it’s you so I guess I should expect you to do something stupid,” She tilts her head, seeing him frown she gives him a small smile. Wrapping an arm around his waist, she hugs him close. “I’ll miss you.”

“I’ll miss you too,” Stefan said, his head resting on her shoulder before lifting it to smile at her. He felt her drop her arm and reach down to grab her bag and walk away, “Bye, Sunshine.”

“Bye, Bambi.”

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“Hello, Damon.”

The raven-haired vampire frowned in irritation, turning away from an uncomfortable Bonnie and towards a smirking Amari. “Hi, asshole.”

“I thought I told you to leave my friends alone.” Tilting her head, Amari raised a brow and watched as Damon nodded his head side to side. “Wanna repeat of what happened when you bust into my house?”

“Not really,” Damon glared at Bonnie before disappearing, Amari walks around her friend's car to the passenger backseat. “Get in loser, we’re going shopping.”

“What?”

“To my house, we’re going to my house. Holy, we need to have a movie night.”

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“He’s dangerous, Elena. God knows what he would’ve done if Mari wasn’t there,” Bonnie spoke, driving them home, Elena shook her head as she looked up from examining Amari’s English homework. “You need to stay as far away from him as possible.”

“I thought we already established that when he hurt Care and broke into our house,” Amari spoke from the back seat, she was half paying attention and half doing her algebra homework. “I fucking hate this, I’m boxing whoever added letters to math.”

Amari slid to the side, almost slamming her head on the door and drawing a line across her paper. Bonnie had swerved the car to the right, parking it beside a field. “Well damn Bonnie!”

Bonnie climbed out of the car, mumbling an apology, she yanked the necklace off her neck and threw it into the field before climbing back into the car. Amari leaned forward, her brows raised as far as they could go, “You okay, baby?”

“Now I am,” Bonnie answered, giving her friends a grin, shifting her braids out of her face as she sighed in relief, “Can’t believe I didn’t do that sooner.”

“Aren’t you worried what your grams is gonna say?” Elena asked, handing Amari her homework and taking the algebra homework, huffing when she sees the giant line.

“Grams isn't the one being haunted by a 150-year-old ghost, now is she?”

“Fair, but knowing her, she’d probably find a way to set it on fire and kill it again,” Amari spoke, chuckling at the snort from her friends. 

Now driving slowly, Bonnie glanced back at Amari, “Grams told me you went by her house last night. I guess I was sleep, I would’ve come down and spoke.”

“It’s fine,” Amari reassured, placing her Art project rubric in her book bag. Elena glanced back, handing her Algebra homework to her, “What’d you even go over for?”

Movements slowing to a stop, Amari thought about an answer. She could tell them the truth or she could lie, she chose the former. “Well, I needed help with what happened yesterday.”

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Inside Shelia’s house, Amari sits in the living room waiting for her to come back with tea. “You have a lovely home, Ms. Shelia. I miss coming over.”

Hearing a close chuckle, Amari turns her head and sees the older woman placing a tray with tea on the coffee table. “I remember you chasing the girls around my house. Even though you knew you might have an asthma attack, you still tried to play with them. Always making sacrifices.”

Amari smiled, looking down into the cup of tea. She looks up when Shelia sits next to her, “What’s wrong, dear?”

“Yesterday, something happened… to my friend,” Amari started, placing the cup down and playing with her fingers. Feeling the dark-skinned woman rubbing her back, she continued. “Right before it happened, I heard someone tell me to help her, but there was no one around.”

“When I went outside, I saw her-” Shifting in her seat, Amari leans her head into her hands. “I was too late. I don’t know what’s going on.”

“I have a feeling I know what’s going on,” Grams said, smiling when Amari glanced at her. She sighed softly, running her fingers through the teen's hair. “I don’t want you to get your hopes up, I know Bonnie told you about her and I being witches. I’ll see if I can find something in my grimore.”

Sheila wrapped her arm around Amari, pulling her into her side and leaning their heads together, “I’ll try to find anything I can. I’ll reach out to some old friends if I have to.”

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“So, grams is helping you find out what’s up with you?” Bonnie asked, pulling into their neighborhood while glancing at Elena who was staring off into space. Amari shrugged, looking out the window and sighing, “Yeah, she told me not to get my hopes up though. She didn’t want me to be disappointed if she couldn’t find anything.

“Well, I’ll help her find something,” Bonnie promised, looking in the mirror to look Amari in the eye. Elena turned around to smile at her as well, “I’m not sure if there’s anything I can do, but I’ll be here for you either way..”

Giving her friends a smile, Amari turns away a few seconds after they look away. She sighs as she slowly rubs her stomach, it was growling, loud. She’s surprised the pair in the front hadn’t heard it, she’d just have to eat something small when they got home.

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Mayaneeeee! Hi, hello, hi, how are you?

So long since the last time I screamed around here. If I remember correctly you asked about my tag (hey, a tag ❤️!.. I'm still worthy of a tag 🤔?)?.. I call myself Luna so any version of that (Lu, Luna... someone used to use Lupina hahaha) is fine by me.

So, last time I was screaming about your participation in Into the fic of it... it took me so long to hear it, I'm sorry. I was attacked by work and the preparations of an international trip. I heard it little by little I pieces but hey, I TOOK NOTES 😂😂, so here are my notes (a summary actually hahaha).

1. Don't know exactly why but I wrote to recommend you my favorite teenage book but hey, past-me probably had a good idea but I don't remember anymore. It's called Ilse Janda, 14 oder Die Ilse ist weg (in Spanish is Por favor vuelve a casa -Please come back home-, don't know how it is in English). Perhaps I had this thought when you were talking about kids books... because this is a beautiful book for a teenager, written for teenagers (and from their perspective, which is not easy), with complex and painful topics but treated having said kids in mind. I love it so much, even now.

2. I think that JK wrote 3 books for children (first 3) and then she just wrote what she wanted, period. My mom has a fun theory: She read somewhere that JK wrote HP for his son and then she develops this theory in which JK started writing with love for his young child and then he grew and then she wrote the rest of the series in revenge lmao. According to her, JK's son was probably a teenage nightmare and that's why she started killing beloved characters 😂

3. That brings me to: YES YES I GET SO MAD EVERY TIME I THINK ABOUT THE UNNECESSARY DEATHS. Why kill Colin?! And why Hedwing (I actually stoped reading the book there and only took it again months later)?!

4. Talking about JK wonderful (/derogatory) writing: To this day I don't understand how she totally took all the responsibility from the adult characters. I mean, Dumbledore formed not one...BUT TWO armies with child soldiers. And don't let me start talking about Snape and Dumbledore behavior with Draco in yea (he was sixteeeeeen). That's something I really like about fanfics: how they somehow questioned how those characters behave.

Aaaaaaand I'm going to leave it here for now because it's getting toooooo long (we're half way in my notes and in the podcast you haven't started talking about the main topic, oh god 😂).

Have a nice day! Sorry this took me so long! I really enjoyed hearing you lot 🤗

Hey, hi, hello!!!!! I have no idea why I’m just seeing this but anyway, here we are.

I’m doing ok uni is a bit of a struggle but I’m enjoying the modules so far :) how have you been??? And are you kidding me?? Of course you still get a tag <3

Ahhh I’m so glad you enjoyed the episode! I had so much fun taking part and met some incredible people thanks to it so it makes me so happy that it inspired some thoughts.

1. That book sounds so good I will definitely be checking it out! Thanks for the recommendation

2. Bahahahah your moms theory had me laughing so loud my friend came in from the other room to ask what was going on. But yeah, I think she definitely did not put any thought into the fact that not only the original kids who were reading it would read it. Like, I think her idea was that the characters and themes would grow up with the kids reading it which is a lovely idea in theory but that’s just not how it works. As soon as media is out there, it’s there for anyone to read and with it being a children’s book these themes needed to be handled with so much more care. I mean, this also applies to adult content but especially with kids who are extremely impressionable .

3. Yeah there were so many unnecessary deaths and I will also stand by the fact that having Sirius stay alive (and Remus for that matter) would have made for a much better and more in depth story. And I don’t just say that because I love them. There was just so much potential for growth that was thrown away

4. Oh completely she wrote obviously morally gray characters as good which is so problematic

Ahhh this was so fun! If you want I’d love to see more of your thoughts on it (you mentioned there were more notes) and once again I’m sorry I only now saw this . Have a great day!