#hhhhhhhhhhhhhh hello oh my god

[poohwhin]

mandela catalogue volume 4 LONG thought dump. (for my dialovers followers i apologise for clogging your dash)

also big massive tw for this series.

OKAY SO. SOME THINGS! i’m a little bitch and pause the video every 15 seconds, so excuse me. but this also means that i can give you my rambling thoughts for various timestamps SKSKS. i’m not a theorist. i’m just a guy with some thoughts. you can actually skip all this bs if you want since i did an ACTUAL post abt my thoughts HERE.

[ 𝟎:𝟎𝟎 — 𝟐:𝟑𝟗 ]

we’re started with an explanation on the earth’s creation (in relation to christianity). which i always find it very interesting when we’re able to see the connections to religion, even if older bible cartoons and vhs style stories are a little unsettling to me.

but then seeing (what i’m assuming to be) gabriel’s statue just. standing there with his face obscured, after the text “awaken my son” appears is. wow. (definitely had me pausing my video every 3 seconds and hiding behind my phone.) i’m not gonna lie, i never expected alt! gabriel’s influence to go back that far into the christian lore. man’s been here from the jump i guess. (and ofc we get the infamous forbidden fruit scene, and eve becoming painfully aware and scared of the man looking down at them)

[ 𝟐:𝟓𝟎 — 𝟑:𝟏𝟐 ]

i have no real thoughts i just find the idea of someone names O’Brien calling to say hello to Dave to be incredibly endearing for some reason. SKSK. LIL DAVE HAS A FRIENDDDD. (also the windmill cgi(?) i’m diggin it.) also dave’s friend is religious which is. making me anxious for the both of them. SKSKS but O’Brien’s a band member which i find cool as hell.

[ 𝟑:𝟐𝟖 — 𝟒:𝟎𝟔 ]

LIVE ACTION DAVE MOVEMENT?? AHHHHHHH. WHENEVER WE’VE SEEN HIM HE’S JUST BEEN THIS SILLY LITTLE IMAGE. god i live for the live action scenes tbh.

also local businesses havent been doing so hot? man i wonder why. could it be the population dropping by the thousands (/j)

AYO ONE OF THE EMPLOYEES WHO WORKS WITH DAVE FOUND A TAPE FROM THATCHER? AHHHHH??? “same old procedure” , oh dear. i can only fear for what this tape holds.

also found out that Dave himself isn’t religious. which now makes me wonder about the position he’d be in when encountering an alternate. (O’Brien is also so nice though omg. understanding man.)

[ 𝟒:𝟏𝟑 — 𝟒:𝟑𝟔 ]

i just wanna say that alex’s cinematography has gotten SO MUCH BETTER? HELLO? these long black screens have really got me on edge, even though not really any of them have been leading to anything particularly scary. also the employee stealing the tape thatcher sent to, presumably, go watch it 👁️. oh dear oh dear.

BACK TO HIS FILMING SKILLS FOR A SECOND— everything being in black and white as well as him focusing on large silhouettes is just. UGHHHH 😩😩😩. what im assuming right now is some sort of tv has such an intimidating silhouette my goodness. (also “property of dave!! hands off!!!” i love him SKSKS)

[ 𝟒:𝟒𝟐 — 𝟓:𝟏𝟒 ]

ooooo static on da big screeeeeeeen. if its the intruder im literally gonna shit myself omg. he scares me sm.

THE TODDLER STRESS ASSESSMENT VIDEO?? OH NO?? HHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

(at 4:55) WHAT THE FUCK IS ON THAT TV?? HELLO? WHAT? THE FUCK? IS THAT AN ALTERNATE? FUCK THOSE GUYS

( at 4:58) nvm it was a drawing.

eugh i paused on the drawing.

ngl if that’s a child’s drawing i am. very concerned? because why is a child drawing something that realistic and morbid, i am. CONCERNED. but also the intruder is actively stealing children en mass so maybe we have other issues.

[ 𝟓:𝟏𝟐 — 𝟓:𝟓𝟓 ]

i’m ngl i thought that was a face instead of the back of someone’s head.

THATCHERRRRRR

youtube closed captions the audio is not “foreign.” pls.

(at 5:21) bro why did thatcher do a tiktok trend with his delayed ass walk.

wait why are we seeing thatcher’s day to day from this perspective?? is this significant? if it is i think its odd. us just chillin in his cabinet.

[ 𝟓:𝟓𝟔 — 𝟕:𝟓𝟏 ]

omg kid named lola. (also i feel like i’ve seen that last name before but im too lazy to check sksksks). also they’re in art club??? are they the kid who drew the drawing before?? (i mean they’re on the NEWS, SO—)

AYO MISS SARAHHHHHHHH. MISS SARAH HEATHCLIFF HELLOOOOO. (and omg she’s the founder of the paranormal club at BHS??)

(at 6:25) THE LITTLE GHOST ANIMATION IM SOBBING HAHSHSH. HEY LITTLE FELLA.

omg we’re seeing how sarah and adam met. so neat 😩 (also i cant make out the name of the hs adam goes to but it starts with a W. youtube closed captions also arent doing me any favours SKSKS?

adam grew up in mandela?? noice.

bro this silence is kinda freakin me out but that has nothing to do with the video SKSK

SARAH AND ADAM BPS FOUNDERS WOOOOOOOOOOOO

[ 𝟕:𝟓𝟕 — 𝟗:𝟒𝟓]

omg more live action i love it 🫶

(8:26) “look at it and don’t look away” WHATRE WE LOOKIK AT BOYS?? mentally preparing for a jumpscare rn.

the night vision lens scared the fuck outta me my god.

audio lure BITCH ARE THEY LURING PEOPLE OUT?? HELLO? THE HELL ARE Y’ALL TRYNA LURE WITH THIS?

(8:50) oh you got me fucked ALLLLLLLLLLL the way up. I’M WITH SARAH TBH I’D BE SCARED AS HELL.

BRO THERES THE HAND. AH HELLLLLLLLL NAH THERES A FUCKING HAND.

THERES MULTIPLE HANDS. THERE ARE MULTIPLE HANDS?? THEY ARE? EVERYWHERE? BRO?

ngl if this was the sort of ‘norm’ that adam was dragging them to, then i kinda get it. but also i’m an adam apologist so i’ll defend him for the rest of my days.

(9:23) GOD THAT WAS FREAKY AS HELL.

[ 𝟗:𝟒𝟔 — 𝟏𝟎:𝟐𝟔]

i’d be scared as hell too so its okay sarah 🫂🫂 like imagine you think you’re starting this quirky paranormal club then right outta the gate its like “DEMONS 👹”

omg :( sarah’s dialogue reminds me a lot of jonah’s from vol 2 with how she’s starting to think twice. but at least she’ll still do everything else 🫂

“two years later” so are they both 19?? 17?? idk the timeline here but they started bps in high school, so.

[ 𝟏𝟎:𝟐𝟕 — 𝟏𝟏:𝟏𝟓 ]

omg new characters in here. ofc we got sarah, jonah, and evelin but we got a tyler and amanda too? 👁️ damn what happened with amanda 😞 (also jonah and adam stoners confirmed?? tf y’all getting 25mg of? SHARE BITCH?) i also made a note to pay attention to the dates even though my ass will forget.

(jotting them down here: eve: just now | sara: friday | jonah : jan 7 | tyler : jan 2 | amanda : dec 19 ) idk if these are important but i got ‘em.

(10:45) SHAWTY REMOVED JONATHAN AS A CONTACT? MANNNNNNNNNNN. also omg we got a noah?? does he have an arc? (ik i’m so hilarious)

also adam fr give my girl eveline some closure 🙄

[ 𝟏𝟏:𝟏𝟔 — 𝟏𝟑:𝟐𝟏 ]

adam my boy ily but pls learn your “there’s”. c’mon.

idk how i feel about adam’s picture being in black & white while sarah’s is in colour. that’s either important or adam is just emo as hell. (also theyre both grainy as hell. ik its 2009 but c’mon SKSK)

“ and idk what happened to him” changed to “pretty sure he’s dead or something” MY BOY BAHSHSHSHS. “idk he might be dead or smth. rip” LIKE ADAM. SHAWTY. THEN HE JUST MOVES ON LIKE “NAHNAH LEMME GIVE YOU THE GOOD NEWS!!!” BAHSHSHSHS

(12:32) oh. sarah’s pfp change. OH NOOOOOOO. SARAH NOOOOO. okay its back to normal nvm.

“i didnt think it would be that big of a deal” adam. bby. your friend is DEAD? shawty looking out for himself, so power move i guess SKSK.

(13:21) “i dont have friends” okay emo ass.

[ 𝟏𝟒:𝟎𝟐 — 𝟏𝟒:𝟏𝟒 ]

sarah just been going OFF. POP OFF. also adam hanging up like a lil baby 🙄

“no wonder evelin left you” DAMNNNNNNNNNNN

[ 𝟏𝟒:𝟏𝟔 — 𝟏𝟔:𝟏𝟒]

damn mandela county went from 19,867 to 1,075 in just 19 years. also, thatcher :( he sounds SO BROKEN and SO TIRED. his actor did so good :(.

HIS MONOLOGUE ABOUT RUTH. IM GONNA SOB SO FUCKING HARD. “i’ll make you proud ruth” IIIII HATE IT HERE. SO MUCH. also “the darkness followed me home” i will cry so hard dont play with me

[ 𝟏𝟔:𝟑𝟎 — 𝟏𝟕:𝟑𝟎]

Thatcher’s room is just like mine for real.

JESUS I FORGOT THIS SERIES WAS AN ANALOG HORROR FOR A SECOND. GOD I HATE IT. the idea of something being in your house but not DOING ANYTHING. GOD. LIKE NOT MOVING SHIT AROUND OR PROWLING. JUST STARING AT YOU. FUCK. AND ITS JUST THERE LIKE “🧍 lemme talk to you about your car’s extended warranty”

the fact that thatcher and his alternate are having a staring contest has me cracking tf up. they like: “LOL HELLO??”

[ 𝟏𝟕:𝟑𝟐 — 𝟏𝟖:𝟐𝟗 ]

OH THE LADY WHO WORKED WITH DAVE WAS EVELIN IM AN IDIOT BAHSHSH. but omg dave is in SHOCK. THE GLASSES CAME OFF. him finding out evelin went through the shit >>>> but him firing her :(

[ 𝟏𝟖:𝟑𝟎 — 𝟏𝟗:𝟒𝟒]

omg. HES TAKING O’BRIEN’S OFFER AHHHHH

“remembrance”. oh dear.

OH MY GOD THATCHERS ALTERNATE? MOVING IN REAL TIME? HHHHHH. AND HE CALLED OFF ALL UNITS? EUGHHHHH. god alex is so talented with his cgi i stg. and the emphasis on how INHUMAN those face movements are. eghhhhhhh. that was some chameleon shit i stg.

(19:17) BRO BACK UPPPPPPPP. GOD BAHSHSHS. got ALL UP IN YOUR FACE, JEEZ. anyways.

“dead or alive you’re no use to these people” i will cry. thatcher :(

“a scared boy with a gun” AHHHHHHHH

[ 𝟐𝟎:𝟎𝟎 — 𝟐𝟏:𝟑𝟐]

him writing his letter to ruth. :( GOD I JUST WANT THEM TO BE HAPPYYYYYYY. I WANT THEM TO HUG, AND BE PEACEFUL. GODDDDDD

oh no he’s crying :( . THE ACTING IS SO GOOD IM GONNA CRY OML. thatcher is so sad dude. :((( “now your dead ‘cause i was so fucking scared” HNNNNNNNNNNNN.

so i’m gonna assume that thatcher is dead now? :( i hate it here.

[ 𝟐𝟐:𝟐𝟖 — 𝟐𝟑:𝟓𝟕 ]

youtube closed captions this is not applause.

adam what is this capcut ass video BAHAHSHHSS. COULDNT EVEN GET JONAH’S PICTURE IN 😭. A THREE SECOND “a celebration of life” BRO OF WHO’S? 🤨 HOW TF ARE THE SUBSCRIBERS SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHO YOURE TALKING ABOUT SHAWTY 🙄 god this kills me SKSKS

ADAM THIS ISNT ANY BETTER BAHSHSHHSHS. this man is READING A SCRIPT, BRUH. “jonah passed away peacefully” now you know damn well.

[ 𝟐𝟑:𝟓𝟖 — 𝟐𝟔:𝟏𝟓]

oh shit we got home footage now. ALSO CAN I JUST SAY? NIGHT VISION CAMERA’S ARE FREAKY AS HELL. i cant tell if its just normal motion blur/it tryna refocus or if theres ACTUALLY SMTH THERE.

omg its the preacher’s (or was it the messenger? idk) image. heyyyyyyyyy

OH WAIT ITS A DRAWING. i cant make out the words on it though. 😞 but the sentence itself looks like it was cut off, so even if i could read it it’d be incomplete.

BRO WHO’S HOUSE IS THIS? WHY ARE THE DOORS SO FUCKING TALL?? WHY IS EVERYTHING STRETCHED OUT?? is it just the lens or is this house ACTUALLY just wonky as hell.

ooo what’re we covering up??

DAMN JONAH WAS 21? and the mf’s middle name was edmund.

oh no.

this funky ass text is really gettin me. also adam really just spitting some hot philosophy to evelin 🤨 damn. tbh if i was told even HALF the shit he was told i’d be mad too.

(25:20) bro this video. oh dear oh dear oh dear oh dear. also had me thinking that my youtube was buffering but nah thats just the video sksksk.

[ 𝟐𝟔:𝟏𝟔 — 𝟐𝟔:𝟐𝟐]

ooooo correspondence. alex is really THRIVING with words ending in “ence/ance” 😩😩

[ 𝟐𝟔:𝟐𝟑 — 𝟐𝟖:𝟎𝟎 ]

i have. no words. absolutely NO WORDS BAHAHSH. this post really just. sums up my thoughts SKKSS. nah but?? face studio 2 ??? where tf is the first one? anyways that demonstration video was freaky but i find it hilarious that alternates are sittin at their lil desktops customising their face <3 BAHSHHSS.

[ 𝟐𝟖:𝟎𝟏 — 𝟐𝟖:𝟐𝟖 ]

oh dear it transitioned to home footage. oh my.

OH. OH OKAY. WOW UM. HELLO MISS LYNN’S BODY

i’m assuming thats the intruder’s face in the corner. but the phrase ‘a thriving society’ with this image is. eugh.

“a thriving society of followers of the true saviour(?)” is that what was said? there was a lot more after that but after the word ‘true’ i could hardly make anything out.

okay everyone hold tf on because i’m about to try and make out what he’s saying at 28:03

“a thriving society of followers of the true saviour. his entangled (?) limbs danced around my bedroom. i held my breath. and waited for it to stop. i was too scared.” then it glitched out from there, but i assume it repeated some of the stuff already said???

hey stinky.

[ 𝟐𝟖:𝟐𝟗 — 𝟑𝟏:𝟐𝟗 ]

OMG HEY EVELINNNNNNN.

omg wait she’s looking for thatcher. 😰😰😰 oh dear oh me oh my.

(29:48–30:00) GOD these long pauses are unsettling as hell SKSKSK.

(30:06) thatcher?? hello sir. i guess my earlier thought about him being dead was wrong SKSKSK. BUT IM GLAD(?) AT LEAST? i’d miss him for real. ALSO HEY DAVES BACKKKKKKKK.

dave sounds like he’s been crying. i mean i could be completely wrong and it’s probably just the audio editing but man.

“how much of that was really worth it though” i mean he got a point.

“find a new meaning in life” the fact that he’s saying that to THATCHER hits.

[ 𝟑𝟏:𝟑𝟎 — 𝟑𝟏:𝟑𝟒 ]

malignance. alex here again with the SAT words 😩😩

[ 𝟑𝟏:𝟑𝟓 — 𝟑𝟐:𝟏𝟒]

Evelin’s sitting at Thatcher’s desk, oooooooooo

MISS MA’AM WHY ARE YOU LOOKING THROUGH HIS DRAWERS SKSKSK.

[ 𝟑𝟐:𝟏𝟓 — 𝟑𝟑:𝟒𝟕 ]

i love the cgi and backgrounds and shit. gives me early black and white movie vibes. or even some later films and edward scissorhands beats.

OMG DAVE. IS AT THE CHURCH?? oh shit that means i’ve gotten to the moment everyone’s RAVING about.

O’Brien’s become an alternate hasn’t he. the inflection in his voice is off.

(33:25) IM SORRY? DID THE HEAVEN’S THEMSELVES JUST FUCKING OPEN? HELLO?

[ 𝟑𝟑:𝟓𝟎 — 𝟑𝟓:𝟏𝟓 ]

FUCKING GABRIEL IS BACK AHHHHHHHHHHHH. idk how to feel about this disney villain ass voice though.

(33:56) ew i hate featureless figures so much HHHHHHH THE SCARE FACTORS ARE STILL HERE

bro gabriel really is the joker rn good lord SKSKS. but him impersonating O’Brien’s(?) voice. AHHHHHH

omg wait, ive been seeing things say that dave offed himself (which is likely true) but im gonna assume that the dark substance running from his eyes is blood?? in my head that IMMEDIATELY makes me thing of how you should never look an angel(?) in the eye (i think thats the thing), because you won’t be able to comprehend it. even though he 99% offed himself i think to thing he died from looking gabriel in the eyes.

okay i take that back there’s blood pooling from his head. he likely threw himself off a ledge or smth.

also hi gabey wabey would you be interested in maybe. NOT? DOING THIS?

[ 𝟑𝟓:𝟏𝟔 — 𝟑𝟕:𝟎𝟗 ]

oooo we got evelin lookin through some filessssss. and theyre ADAM’S FILES, OOOOOOOOOO.

okay so adam is also 21. gotcha gotcha. so adam was 4 when he was yoinked through the TV.

OH! adam didn’t react to anything on the toddler stress assessment? oh jeez. this kid’s got some guts ig idk. SKSKS.

(35:59) BRO DID SOMEONE LOCK EVELIN IN? THOSE LEVERS ARE FOR LOCKS, RIGHT, or maybe alarms or smth idk.

oh shit oh shit.

“Mr. Davis?” LITERALLY ANYTHING BUT.

(whoever) SET OFF THE ALARM?? MANNNNNNNNNNNNNN. alarm systems are scary as hell dude my god. got me thinking of purge sirens.

OH HELLLLLLL NO. i really like the use of the spinning siren lights to create atmosphere though. vv nice <3

[ 𝟑𝟕:𝟏𝟎 — 𝟑𝟗:𝟎𝟗 ]

omg the messaging sequences are back. and SOMEONE’S BEEN TRYING TO CONTACT HIM? HELLO?

“Hello! We have been trying to contact ADAM MURRAY. Is this you? Please confirm YES or NO” “Hello! We have been trying to contact ADAM MURRAY. Is this you? Please confirm YES ”

unsettling as hell.

OH! HELLO THERE!

STANLEY??? YOU’RE TELLING ME THAT THIS WAS STANLEY THIS WHOLEEEEEEE FUCKING TIME?? AHHHHHHHHHH.

“with contorted flesh and broken bones i made myself known” aw he just wants a friend SKSKSK.

“your skin is not your own” UM!!!! also ngl i never expected him to be so gentle with the children he takes.

“you are not the real you.” SIR?!?!?! SIRRRRRR??

[ 𝟑𝟗:𝟏𝟑 — 𝟒𝟎:𝟓𝟑 ] ; 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

uh. wow okay. SKSKS. THERE WAS SO MUCH IN HERE AND I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS. which i will try to compile in an actual post that isn’t my own brain dumb. <3. but uhh

“I deceived them. the mandela prophet. it begins today” wow thats cryptic. then pictures of ADAMS FACE? HHHHHH. okay anyways if you made this far ily. <3

[madrut16]

BB Rewrite: Chapter 3 - The Library

Author’s Note: Hello! I’m back to feed your Bloodbound withdrawals with the next chapter of my rewrite. This was a fun one to recreate even with the snake Jameson in it. The next few after this probably won’t be out for a few weeks because I want to write all of my additional chapters that aren’t part of the original story all at once and I’m also going on vacation on Wednesday where I won’t be able to use my phone a lot so...hopefully this will do for now. Thank you again for all of the likes and comments on the last one and for the slew of asks I’ve gotten recently, it’s been really fun! If you have anything Choices related you want to ask me or if you want to get to know the person behind the keyboard feel free to shoot me something. If you want to listen to what music inspires me to write these, I have a giant, 100+ song Bloodbound playlist on Spotify so, you can check that out if you want. My user is madrut16 so you should be able to find it. 

Also, I know that these are super long and it’s annoying w/o the read mores. I’ve tried to put it on there but it doesn’t show up on mobile, probably because it’s too long/too many text box things. So, sorry about that! I’m not doing it on purpose I swear. 

Disclaimer: Any characters/storylines not explicitly stated as being original belongs to Pixelberry Studios. 

Pairing: AdrianxMC

Summary: Isabel deals with a feral attack in Central Park and makes an important and risky decision that will affect her life forever before cheering up her friend with another wild night out.

Tagged: @starshipppromise, @endlesshero1122

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Isabel and Adrian stood in Central Park when they saw a woman being attacked by a hideous creature. After she yelled at it, trying to get it off of the poor lady, it whipped around, and it’s red eyes stared straight at her.

"HhhhHHHHHhhhhh!"

Eyes wide in fright, Isabel exclaimed, "Oh my god! Is that...what is that?"

Adrian ordered loudly, "A Feral! Get back!"

"HsSSSsKkkrrRRr!" it growled.

Just like that, she was terrified again. "Adrian, we need to help that woman!" she begged, grabbing his arm. She knew in the back of her mind that it could very well put them in danger. She just couldn't let that poor woman suffer if she could help it. "Come on, we have to save her from that thing!"

Surprisingly, he didn’t completely shoot her idea down.

"We might be too late," he lamented. 

That only made Isabel more determined. She figured that if she could keep its attention on them instead of the woman long enough they could find a way to get rid of it. However, she knew that it would likely put her in its crosshairs, but that was a risk she was willing take. She’d rather get injured herself rather than living with the guilt if she simply watched it kill the woman.

Impulisvely, she ran forward and yelled, “Leave her ALONE!”

“Isabel, no!” Adrian exclaimed, but he couldn’t pull her back in time as her strategy worked.

The Feral growled, low and guttural, as it released its grip on the woman and headed toward them at top speed. The one thing she hadn’t counted on was its ability to travel fast. 

"RRrrrrRRRRRrr!"

"Ahhhh!" Isabel screamed, as the creature moved with an impossible speed, bounding across the park before it drove her into the ground. The pavement knocked the wind out of her and coughing, she gasped, "Adrian!"

"Isabel!" he exclaimed as the creature hunched over her, it's breath rank, its maw wide. 

She used all of her strength to keep it from getting close to her neck and chest but, she knew it would run out quickly.

"GraAaaAwWwww..."

Adrian grabbed it by the neck and jerked it off of her. "Get off her!" The Feral turned on Adrian, slamming him down on the ground. It's strength was surreal and it snarled as it attacked him with rage. "Isabel! Grab a weapon!"

Catching her breath, she looked around for something, anything. She wondered if since it sort of resembled a vampire, that it could be killed like one.

(I need a stake of some sort.)

Seeing a branch she grabbed instinctively. "Here!" She tossed the branch to Adrian and his hand shot out to catch it.

Quickly, he drove it into the Feral's chest, impaling it deeply with the jagged point of the branch. "Die!"

"HhhhhhHHHHHHhhhhh!" It jerked back with a hideous screech. It's skin cracked, stiffened, and turned a pallid gray. "HhhHHHHhhhh..."

It's entire body disintegrated into crumbling ash, leaving behind nothing but silence. The only thing Isabel could hear was the beating of her racing heart. She stared at the pile of ash in shock as Adrian leapt to his feet and rushed over to her side.

"Are you okay?" he asked, a concerned look on his face.

She nodded with a similar expression. "Yes...are you?"

"Yes..." he replied, deep in thought. Then he enfolded her into his arms and pulled her in close. “Don’t do that again.”

Normally, she would have protested,but, given the circumstance, she didn't think he’d care too much. She was just glad to be alive. With her chest against his, she could feel the rapid beating of his heart.

As her shock began to dissipate, the reality of what just occurred hit her. Her lip trembled as she stuttered, "I know, I was stupid. I just couldn’t let it kill her. God, I... that..."

"You're okay. You're fine. You're alive," he murmured reassuringly.

She felt herself calming down, one breath at a time. "Thank you...for what you did."

He nodded, before hurrying over to the injured woman, who was still lying on the park bench. He felt for a pulse. "She's alive and breathing, just unconscious. She'll be okay," he sighed in relief.

"Thank god," Isabel said, managing a smile. "We should call 9-1-1."

"Yes." He made no move to pull out his phone.

Realizing the situation, she asked, "Do you...want me to call?"

Adrian affirmed, "It's probably best if it came from you."

She dialed the number on her phone. "Yes, we need paramedics in Central Park, on the path near the Bandshell...This woman was attacked by..." she paused and looked at Adrian, silently wondering what to say. He shook his head, indicating not to mention anything further. "She was attacked. Thank you."

She hung up and turned to Adrian. "So...what the hell was that?"

He sighed. "I know this is not what you signed up for. I suppose I owe you a bit more information," he told her. "That was a Feral."

"Yeah, I got that," she responded. "But what are they? Are they vampires?"

After a second he answered, "In a sense."

"What does that mean?" Her eyebrows knit in confusion.

Adrian explained, "The process of Turning a person into a vampire is fraught with risk. If it goes wrong, they become a Feral instead."

"And you have no control over that?" she inquired.

"We have some," he countered. "If the vampire is welcomed as part of a Clan, they'll get a brand. That brand protects them from becoming Feral."

Isabel frowned. "And if they're not part of a Clan?" She had a feeling she knew where this was going.

He answered sadly. "Then they're Clanless. And they could turn Feral at any moment."

"Back up a sec. What's this about a brand?" she wondered, head spinning as she took in all of this information.

Adrian pulled up is sleeve and showed her an elaborate insignia burned into his forearm. It's infused with the blood of my maker. It forges a personal connection that keeps my consciousness tethered to my body. It keeps me from becoming one of them."

Sighing, he added, "Ferals are as dangerous as hey are pitiable. Mindless. Soulless. Driven only by a desire to feed and kill." He suddenly scowled. "And they're not just dangerous to humans either. Their bites are infectious to my kind as well. If that thing had gotten me..."

Isabel's eyes widened. "You'd have turned into one too."

"And you'd already be dead," he finished.

Everything was starting to make sense now. "The attacks all over the city...the ones in the news..." she whispered. Adrian nodded. "Why are they happening now? Where are all these Ferals coming from?"

He answered bitterly, "I don't know for certain. Turning new humans into vampires without the approval of the Council is strictly forbidden by the Pact. Clan leaders may only create a new vampire if it's replacing a vampire that has been killed...and only with the vote of the Council." Shaking his head he grumbled, "But someone has ben betraying the Pact. Creating Clanless vampires that turn Feral. Putting us all at risk."

Isabel's eyebrows rose. "Wow...do you know who?"

"I have some suspicions, though I don't know for sure. But what I do know is...when you're dealing with Clan leaders... You must be absolutely sure before making accusations."

She recited a quote, "'You come at the King, you best not miss.'"

"Exactly."

They heard sirens and saw the flashing lights of an ambulance approaching on the roadway alongside the path.

"Oh good, here they come," she said with relief. She started waving them down but Adrian put a hand on her shoulder.

(Oh, right.)

He prompted, "We must go."

She understood, but she wanted to know that the woman was getting help. "I just want to be sure they find her and that she's okay."

He gave her a brief, sympathetic smile before saying, "It's important that I keep a low profile."

"For business reasons?" she questioned. "Personal?"

"Both," he replied. "Besides, we need to get you to your debriefing."

As the ambulance pulled over and the paramedics jumped out Adrian took her by the arm and they both slipped away into the darkness. He led her to the other side of the park, and toward the elegant façade of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Isabel gazed up in wonder at its impressive façade, the wide steps led up to the arched entrances.

"This is my favorite museum," she exclaimed. She liked art and history museums in general, in fact she could live in one if she had the chance. However, there was something about the MET that filled her with wonder. "But it should be closed at this hour."

Adrian let out a scoff. "Not to us." He led her around to an unobtrusive side entrance with a numeric keypad.

With a smirk she asked, "What're we doing, checking out the mummies at 3am?"

"Not exactly," he replied elusively. His hand hesitated near the keypad's buttons. "Do you mind?" He raised his eyebrows, waiting for her look away before he pushed a button.

Getting the hint, she said, "Oh, of course..."

(I should look away.)

As much as she wanted to sneak a peak, she didn't want to risk anything.

He shot her a sympathetic look. "Apologies, it's a private entrance."

She heard him pushing several buttons in a pattern. The door swung open with a metallic hiss, and they stepped into a part of the museum she had never seen before. Together they strolled through the shelves, her eyes fascinated by the dusty books and artifacts.

(I think I'm in love!)

"Huh...What are these? What is this place?" she wondered in amazement.

Adrian answered, "This is the Musea Sanguis."

Isabel was becoming more and more intrigued. "Which is...what?"

"The place where the true history of the world is kept," he explained.

Her jaw dropped instantly, as a thrill ran through her. "You're joking."

He shook his head, a little amused at her excitement.

"That's...amazing," she marveled.

They rounded a corner to find an aristocratic gentleman in 18th century garb, eyeing her curiously.

With a smile, Adrian introduced them. "Isabel, I'd like to introduce you to Scholar Jameson. He is the keeper of the library."

The man said, "Thoroughly pleased to meet you, Madam." Scholar Jameson was soft-spoken and formal. He extended a hand to her.

"Uh..."

(Oh! 1700s...he probably wants you to curtsey.)

She dipped, holding the skirt of her dress, causing Adrian to chuckle.

(Is he...making fun of me?)

She shook the thought.

Jameson commented, "An acquaintance of Adrian's is always welcome here."

"So, uh...what kind of collection do you have down here?" she wondered curiously.

He twiddled his fingers together and rocked back on his heels, amused. "We specialize, I suppose you could say, on the bloodier aspects of history."

She quickly caught on. "Like...vampire history?"

"Not exclusively, no, simply a more complete history. I suppose I can share some highlights...?" He looked to Adrian, who nodded. "For instance, we possess the actual guillotine blade that was used to execute Marie Antoinette!"

Her eyes widened. "Really? Wait, she wasn't a..."

"Oh no no, my dear!" he exclaimed. "But the blade was owned and deeply loved by a well-known vampire until his untimely end a few years ago."

Clearing his throat, Adrian announced, "Ahem. Scholar, I apologize for coming here on such short notice..."

"Urgent matters can't be scheduled conveniently," the man said. "I presume you have come in need of a debriefing?"

"Indeed," Adrian told him.

Isabel started to get worried, wondering what that could possibly mean.

The man nodded at once. "All right then."

Suddenly, Scholar Jameson put his hands on either side of her head, pressing his long, elegant fingers against her temples.

"Um," she blurted out, her mind racing. What would he possibly want to do to her head?"

He gave her a reassuring look. "No need to fear, young lady. It's a simple process."

Adrian wore a similar expression. "He's the best, and it's very quick. You won't feel anything."

(What?)

Her mind refused to quiet, in fact it went into hyper speed. "Feel...what do you mean? What is he doing?" she demanded.

Jameson quickly elaborated, "Debriefing is a psychic art I mastered in the course of my travels. It requires tremendous focus and discipline, which, I'm afraid, few of our kind have."

(Psychic? As in...mind?)

Suddenly, it hit her like a ton of bricks. She knew exactly what was happening.

"Wait a minute, are you...erasing my memories?" she exclaimed in horror.

The man smiled. "Well. Perceptive, aren't you? I can see why Adrian chose you."

"Mmmm," Adrian murmured, as if to confirm her suspicions.

(What the hell?!)

Suddenly, Isabel became furious. She jerked away from Scholar Jameson's hands.

"Adrian...You need to explain!" she insisted, glaring at him.

Remaining calm, he told her, "You know my secret, Isabel. All of our secrets. We can't just let you continue on knowing what you know." A conflicted look appeared on his face. "It's not just about protecting my people. It's about protecting you."

This only proceeded to anger her further. "So this whole night, everything you've shared with me, you knew it was only temporary?!" She ranted loudly. Her eyes filled with utter disappointment. "Why did you even bother taking me with you?"

"Mortality is only temporary," he described. "One day, there will be nothing left of you but dust and bone. But you will still have lived your life. And the act of living is what matters."

"I don't...it's not that simple--"

At this point, he was almost pleading. "Believe me, Isabel. My world is dangerous and terrifying, What you have been through tonight is just the tip of the iceberg. What I'm offering you is the chance to go back to the life you live before...safe, secure, free."

(Chance? So it’s not mandatory?)

"Do you consent?" he asked.

“Wait, do I actually have a choice? Or is that just a trick question.”

After a minute Adrian said, “...Technically, yes.”

She thought about it for a moment. Everything that had happened since the job interview. As much as she knew that it was probably wise to just say yes and give in. Deep down though, she didn't want to. If she had to be honest, for the most part, she enjoyed what happened that night. In fact, she wouldn't trade what occurred for anything. Even the bad and scary parts.

She wasn't ready to admit it until then but she had been feeling stuck for a while that she was stuck. She wasn't living for herself, but for other people: her parents, past bosses, Derek. Suddenly overnight her world had been flipped upside down and with it she saw the opportunity to take control staring right at her. Something inside told her that the purpose she'd been searching for since day one in New York was right in front of her. To do what she wanted, what she felt was worthy of fighting for. To live each day as if it were her last. It was now or never, time to carpe diem. 

Having made up her mind, she took a deep breath and said something she hadn’t in a long time. “No.”

"I'm sorry?" Adrian stammered in disbelief.

"No," she repeated, this time more forcefully. "I won't do it. This night...the scary parts, the wild parts, everything...has made me feel the most alive I think I've ever felt." Looking at him, she smiled and she knew that whatever the outcome, she had made the right decision. "Your world, your kind...I'm excited to be part of it. I promise you can trust me, I’Il protect your secret. I want to stay and I want to be your assistant...your real assistant."

He raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Aren't you afraid?"

She thought about it for a minute. "Am I afraid? No," she answered truthfully. In the beginning she was terrified. And she knew that she would be in the future plenty of times. But, she knew that it would be worth it. "I'm exhilarated, excited, maybe even nervous, but I'm not scared. I feel like my eyes are open to what's really happening in this city...in this world...and I want to learn more," she explained enthusiastically.

"More importantly, I want to help you figure out what's happening with the Ferals and to do something to stop these attacks. To save more people like the woman we saved tonight." She paused before pleading, "I meant what I told you at dinner. I want to make a better world...for both your kind and mine. So let me do it."

Adrian cocked his head to the side, taking her in. His eyes seemed to see right through her. Finally he said with a sigh,"Okay."

Jameson turned to him, shocked. "Really?"

"Really," he reiterated. "You can keep your knowledge. No one's ever chosen not to get debriefed before."

Scholar Jameson shook his head, regretfully. "I fear this won't end well old friend..." he warned.

"We can always debrief her if she decides she wants it at a later date," Adrian told him. "But I believe it's worth giving her a chance."

Isabel couldn't believe that he agreed. "I won't let you down!" she assured him.

"Well, Scholar Jameson, thank you for your help. I will see you soon," he told the other man.

He broke out a smile. "It was a pleasure, as always."

A little disappointed, Isabel asked, "We're leaving already? But this place is amazing. I'm sure it's full of secrets waiting to be discovered."

Adrian glanced at his watch, then looked up at her with a smile. "I could give you a quick tour before the sun rises," he suggested. "...and I wouldn't say no to getting to know you a bit better...professionally of course."

Isabel didn't need much time to decide. "Explore the library? Let's go!" she exclaimed excitedly. "I'm not ready for tonight to be over."

"You're not tired?" he asked her, surprised. As if he didn’t expect her to say yes.

"I'm running on pure adrenaline," she scoffed in response. "I don't think I could go to sleep even if I wanted to."

He chuckled in amusement. "Then we should get moving, before it wears off." He offered her his arm. She took it after a moment, and the two of them strolled deeper into the library.

"I will warn you, I'm a bit of a history nerd. In fact, I took so many classes in college that I ended up with a minor in it so...I may squeal like a little kid at any moment," she told him.

Adrian raised an eyebrow. "Now that I definitely have to see. Let's see what I can do."

She followed him down an aisle and stopped in front of a display case which housed a long, silver sword.

Isabel's eyes brightened in amazement. "Oooh, this looks cool. What is it?" she asked.

"The sword of Attila the Hun," he explained.

Her mouth fell open as she peered through the glass and admired the sword's jewel-encrusted hilt. "It's beautiful."

Adrian smiled. "Indeed. There are some who believed it gave Attila godly powers, but it's just an ordinary sword."

"Was Attila a vampire then?" she wondered, trying to figure out how it related.

He shrugged. "We're not sure, but it seems fairly likely that he was some kind of supernatural entity."

She looked at him in shock. "Wait a second. Are you saying there's other...creatures out there? It's not just vampires?"

Elusively, he replied, "There's no limit to what you'll find when you go looking in the shadows." He gestured to a case behind her. Inside, there was a furry claw, vaguely human in shape, with huge talons for nails.

"...Werewolf?" she inquired, looking at it curiously.

"Probably," Adrian told her, giving her a playful wink before continuing down the aisle.

She stumbled after him. "That's wild...How do you know so much about this stuff?" she asked.

"I studied it for decades," he answered, giving her a smirk. "I can tell you about anything in this library."

Raising an eyebrow at him, Isabel took a quick look around. "Anything, huh? How about we put that to the test." Suddenly, she grinned slowly, smugly. "Tell me about...me," she demanded.

"You?" he replied, his eyes going round. She'd obviously caught him off guard, which was her desired effect.

She snickered, "You said anything in the library, didn't you?" Her eyes sparkled.

Adrian shook his head but his lips turned up into a smile. "You continue to surprise me. Alright, let's see..." He met her eyes, and they stared at each other for a moment. "You're fierce and compassionate...and far braver than I ever expected."

Isabel felt a blush rise to her cheeks as she averted her gaze. How was he doing to her what Derek hadn't been able to in months? She rolled her eyes. "Flatterer."

"I'm just telling you what I know," he replied.

(And being very distracting!)

It hadn't even been a month since she and her former boyfriend, Derek, and she had promised herself that she would remain single for a while. Her relationships were always long-term and she'd gone from one to the other since high school, with only a couple months in between. In addition, Derek had also been another intern, in a different department (which is why they were allowed to date) and she didn't want a repeat of that.

Sighing, she pushed it out of her mind, not wanting it to ruin the few moments of the night she had left. There was another thought nagging her though. One that she could bring up.

They turned down the next aisle, which was lined with bookshelves, and she cleared her throat. "So earlier...you said that no one ever chose to keep their memories...But what about Nicole and the people in Priya's club?"

After a second of thought, Adrian told her, "Those are people we've chosen to bring it. Who we've eased into the truth of your world." He frowned. "Most people who find out the way you did panic when they find out the truth. I've see it plenty of times. They welcome the release of forgetting. Beg for it even."

She hadn't seen it any other way, but now it made a lot of sense. "Is that what happened to your last assistant?" she wondered.

Adrian stopped walking, and she turned to face him. He glanced at her and sighed before looking away again. "No. Not exactly," he replied, glumly. Sadness clouded his features. "One of my rival tech companies bribed her to break into the Raines Corporation labs and steal some samples for them. She stole a high-level clearance keycard and broke into the Black-9 facility. She had no idea what my scientists were working on in there."

Isabel was stunned. "What were they doing there?" She didn't expect him to tell her.

But, she was surprised when after hesitating for a moment, he explained it to her in detail. "For some time, I've been studying Ferals. In the hope that perhaps I might find a cure." His face darkened and his brows furrowed. "The Black-9 facility is where I kept my test subjects."

"Oh..." Isabel uttered, as a sad recognition dawned on her face.

Confirming her suspicions, he told her, "One broke free. Attacked her. She was saved but...deeply traumatized. Debriefing her was a mercy." He fell silent and the two of them started walking again.

Stealing a glance, she dared ask, "Adrian...why'd you let me keep my memories?"

He answered immediately. "I could tell you were different right from the moment I met you."

With a smile, she said, "That's why you hired me."

His grin gave it away. "Indeed...but tonight, you exceeded all my expectations."

"First day on the job, and I've already impressed the boss," she beamed.

"You saw things that would have sent most people running but you didn't. That would have been reason enough to give you a chance," he told her.

Her brows rose. "Is there another reason?" she asked.

Adrian paused, and she looked over at him curiously. He met her eyes and smiled. "I suppose...I also wasn't quite ready to say goodbye to you."

"Lucky me," she replied, diverting her gaze for a second as her stomach did a flip which surprised her.

(Damn it. Why do I keep feeling this way?)

As they turned down another aisle, she caught sight of a strange looking sarcophagus, and a feeling of unease settled in her gut. As though in a trance, she took a few steps towards it. Then, Adrian stopped her, with a heavy hand on her shoulder.

"...Huh?" she stammered, snapping out of it to look at him bewildered. She came back to herself with a shake of her head.

She watched as he stared at the sarcophagus, jaw clenched.

"What is that thing?" she murmured, eyes wide.

A look of pain flashed across his face, briefly, before he tore his gaze away. With a sigh, he said, "That...is none of our concern."

He turned away sharply and for a moment they walked in silence. His expression didn't go away, which worried her slightly.

"Is everything okay, Adrian?" she inquired.

He met her gaze. "Oh... Yes, I'm fine. I was just...reminiscing about the past. I suppose I'm still not quite used to the idea of having someone to share my thoughts with."

She gave him a reassuring smile. "Adrian...I want to be here for you...as a friend. I know we haven't known each other for very long but...I really feel like we have a connection."

"It's only been a day," he countered. "You might not decide to stick around..."

(Does that mean he wants me to?)

She smirked. "And weren't you the one who said that everything is temporary?" she questioned, an eyebrow raised.

Adrian opened his mouth to retort, then shut it and looked away. "Yes, I suppose I did..."

"Well, I'm here for you now. That's what matters."

He looked down at his watch and sighed. "We should probably get going. It's almost morning."

(Daylight.)

"Thanks for showing me around," she said.

He gave her a warm smile. "It was my pleasure." He offered her his arm with a smile before leading her out of the library.

They stepped out of the museum's side entrance to quiet streets, birds chirped, an occasional taxi sped by. A rare occurrence for New York. The sun was just about to peek over the city and the sky glowed with the breaking dawn.

Wistfully, Adrian sighed, "Dawn already."

Isabel fought back a yawn. "I can't believe I was up all night! Though I guess you're used to that."

"I am. And now I must go rest. Recover. And consider tonight's events," he told her.

Making eye contact she stammered, "Okay...?" The departure felt...sudden.

"Take care of yourself, Isabel," he said. "Have a good weekend."

"Oh...all right." She watched him glance at the horizon and wince at the light. Delicately, she inquired, "Do you...wish you could stay?"

Adrian paused, thinking. He smiled, bittersweetly. "I wish we could go drink a cup of coffee in an outdoor café and feel the sun warming us from million miles away. I wish I could walk with you through the park on a sunny summer afternoon." His eyes momentarily dropped to the ground. "I wish I could, but I can't."

He took a deep breath, straightened himself up and shook his head. He put a hand on her shoulder, startling her. "Go get some rest. I'll see you at 8pm on Monday."

She gave him a grin. "I take it I'm on the night shift now?"

"Well...if you want to be my real assistant..." he said.

Who needed a normal sleep schedule. "I'll see you there." Even before she finished her sentence, he had whirled away and disappeared around the corner. She walked back to her apartment, head filled with the memories of the last several hours.

Back at home, she crawled into bed and crashed, hard. Hours later, the sound of a videogame penetrated her brain, waking her up.

(Ugh...so...loud.)

She turned onto her back and her eyes adjusted to the lack of light.

(Why is it dark? What time is it?)

Looking at the alarm clock on her nightstand she gasped.

(9:30pm? I slept all day! Whoops...)

She checked her phone on the table to see it full of messages from Alyssa, wondering where she was and why she wasn't responding. Groaning, she sent her another apology, explaining vaguely that she had been busy. Luckily, she didn’t hold it against her. 

She changed out of the dress that she'd had on into a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt ad walked out to see Lily on the couch. She was killing zombies loudly on the TV and drinking wine straight from the bottle.

"Oh, I've got you now..." the purple-haired gamer growled.

Instantly, Isabel became concerned. "Uh, Lil?" she asked.

Her friend didn't look up, and instead just kept aggressively shooting zombies. It was bloody.

"Boom! Headshot!"

(Oh no. This can't be good.)

Taking a deep breath, Isabel shouted, "Hey! Is there a reason you need to play with the volume all the way up?"

Seeing her, Lily paused the game, taking a swig of the wine before offering it to her morosely.

"Sorry," she apologized. "Blowing off their heads in surround sound makes me feel less unfathomably depressed somehow..."

Isabel's eyebrows knit in concern. Going into the kitchen for a cup of coffee she asked, "Uh oh... Trouble on the Melanie front?"

"There is no Melanie front, not anymore," her friend grumbled. "She broke up with me to get back together with her stupid ex."

Isabel quickly ran back to the couch where she sat down and gave Lily a hug. She buried her head into her shoulder and gave a little sniffle.

"Sorry I'm such a mess," she apologized.

Shaking her head, Isabel replied, "Don't be sorry...that really sucks."

"Yeah. Killing zombies is a good distraction, but I feel like a dam about to explode any second." Lily sighed deeply. "I know Melanie was kind of a jerk in the end but...I really liked her. She got me. It's not every day you meet someone who can appreciate a good Zutara reference."

Isabel gave her a sympathetic smile. "I know."

Lily sniffed. "God, look at me. Throwing myself a total pity party. I promise I'll be way less of a mopey mump tomorrow."

Suddenly, Isabel had an idea. Even though she had just spent all last night out, she knew that her friend needed to be cheered up. And a little night on the town was the best way she knew how. "Hey Lily, I’ve got an idea...let’s go out!”

Her friend shrugged. "I don't know..."

"Come on! It'll be great. We'll hit the club with Alyssa...have some drinks...make out with attractive strangers," she pleaded, wiggling an eyebrow suggestively. "Put photos online and make sure Melanie and Derek see them."

Lily brightened. "How would I ever say no to that?"

"Exactly! You can't!"

"All right, let's do it!" her best friend exclaimed. "...After I beat this mission."

Isabel rolled her eyes at her friend, but couldn't help smile. She used that time to change into a club-worthy outfit. After multiple outfit changes she settled on a short, glittery silver dress that showed all of her best assets off without being too risqué. She also texted Alyssa the plan who quickly got on board even though she didn’t like clubbing as much as they did.

An hour later, they were working out their feelings on the dance floor. The music was pumping, they were dancing, and she almost completely forgot about her adventures from the night before.

"Wooooooo!" she exclaimed, glad to let off the stress and lingering feelings about her break up. Sometimes, as much as she believed in being selfish and taking care of your own needs sometimes, she often didn't take her own advice.

"Hell yeah!" Lily shouted.

This was heavily needed for all of them.

Feeling herself start to get sore from dancing, she asked, "Should we take a break and get a drink?"

They didn't need much convincing. They walked, happy and sweaty, over to the bar and tried to get the bartender's attention.

"Hey, excuse me...?" Alyssa asked politely. However, her voice didn't carry and the female bartender didn't hear, helping someone else instead. 

A male bartender walked by and this time, Isabel tried. "Hello, excuse me!" He also kept walking. 

With an impatient look, Lily questioned, "Izzy, Lys, do you really want something to drink?"

"Yeah..." Isabel replied.

A sly smile appeared on their friend's face. "Cause you're not acting like you do," she commented before putting her fingers in her mouth, producing a loud whistle. Everyone at the bar turned and stared at her. "Barkeep! Can we get some refreshments or what?"

The male bartender drifted over, giving them major attitude. Turning to Isabel and Alyssa, she said, "We'd like...I dunno, what do you want?"

Isabel thought for a moment before exclaiming, "Three fancy cocktails!" She squinted, reading the menu behind the bar. With a charismatic grin, she said, "I'll have the Watermelon Waterfall."

Following her lead, Lily added, "And I'll get the Khaleesi Kooler!"

“Um, and I’ll have the Pineapple Mango Rum Punch?” Alyssa said timidly.

The bartender rolled his eyes and made them three absurdly complicated, colorful drinks with little umbrellas.

The gamer stated, "I've always said, the best drinks are the ones that look like you smushed a rainbow unicorn into a cocktail glass. Just plain ridiculous."

Smiling to herself, Isabel replied, "Ridiculous is exactly what I was going for. This has been a ridiculous 24 hours." She dropped some cash on the bar. The bartender snatched it up and made a face at the small tip before disappearing. Her eyes widened, knowing how little they made from bartending for a couple summers during college and also at night while doing her internship. "That's all the cash I have! Sorry!"

Lily scoffed. "Don't be sorry!" she grumbled. "He gave us so much attitude."

Isabel shrugged.

 "Who knows, maybe he just had a bad breakup?" Alyssa suggested.

Her friend's face suddenly collapsed and she instantly wished she hadn't said it. "Why you gotta mention breakups? Ugh, now I feel bad." She pulled out a few crumpled dollar bills and left them on the bar. "It's no fun being mean when you make me feel guilty about it."

"You're not really mean, you just pretend," the journalist pointed out with a smile.

"Shhh, don't tell."

Isabel raised her glass, trying to cheer her up. "Let's have a toast! Here's to horrible exes!" she cheered. "Because today's terrible breakup is tomorrow's hilarious anecdote!"

"Yes! I'll drink to that!" Lily yelled, taking a good sip. Suddenly, she theorized," Ohmygod...I just realized...could our horrible exes be...our supervillain origin stories? Maybe this is the moment I become Evil Lily!"

Laughing, Isabel asked,"...How much wine did you have at home?"

Waving a finger, her best friend replied, "I plead the fifth, your honor."

She shook her head. 

"Okay...We are not drinking any more after this." Alyssa told them.

"No more," Lily agreed with a slow nod.

"Last drink." Isabel said.

The gamer repeated her statement, almost as if they were trying to convince themselves still. "Last drink."

However, that is definitely what they did not do. Three drinks later...they had taken over a booth in the back of the club. The table was covered with empty glasses and half-eaten appetizers.

In drunken amazement, Isabel gasped, "You did not tell me that Melanie had webbed toes!"

"I could've sworn I did..." her friend trailed off before frowning. "They were so cute...like little duckie feet..."

Alyssa raised an eyebrow, not picking up on the change in attitude. "I don't know, it's kinda weird..."

"But I like weird," Lily murmured. "And I think you do too..."

Her eyes widened. "What do you mean?"

She smiled. "You guys like me, right?"

Isabel rolled her eyes. "Of course, but you're not a weirdo," she told her.

Lily snorted before arguing, "Oh really? Try being a nerdy, bi black girl growing up in rural Wisconsin... I was Weirdo City."

"Aww, I'm just imagining little nerdy middle school Lily...adorable." Alyssa squealed.

Her friend laughed dryly before her expression darkened. "Not so much. Like, I tried to be normal, I tried wearing what everyone else wore, I tried gossiping about boy bands...but it just felt like a bad-fitting jacket."

"Really? Because you seem so comfortable just being who you are now," she replied a little surprised. She felt like she'd gotten to know her friend really well but, turns out there was more to learn. "When did you become...you?"

Isabel already knew this and answered for her. "Senior prom, right?”

"What?" Alyssa asked, eyebrows raised.

"Yeah, I can’t believe you remembered,” Lily confirmed. “Nobody asked me to go, and I was like, I can sit at home and feel bad for myself, or I can be who I am and go...It wasn't like I could get any lonelier than I already was, so I just thought, screw it." Lily smiled as she retold the memory. "I put rainbow braids in my hair, and I put on combat boots, and I went, And you know what?" 

"What?" Alyssa wondered.

"I had an awesome time," her friend replied. "And it was the first time I told anyone I was mostly into girls..."

Alyssa became slightly confused. "Huh, 'Mostly?'"

"I mean, there's definitely dudes I think are hot. And I've had fun fooling around with them. It's just, when it comes to who I'm really into, who I actually want to do the whole relationship thing with...it's pretty much always a girl." Lily frowned once more. "Like Melanie."

Raising an eyebrow, Isabel lectured, "Whoa there! No sad ex talk! We're having fun, remember?"

"Right. Of course. How could I forget? Thanks so much for being here for me, Isabel. I love you.”

"Aw, Lil, I love you." she replied. 

“And you’re pretty cool too Alyssa. We definitely need to do this more often.”

“Oh, thanks,” she replied before pulling her friends in for an embrace. "Melanie's an idiot. You're gonna find someone way awesomer. I know you will..." They held her for a while.

Finally, Lily said, "You're the best, thank you. I needed that." She sniffled, then took a deep breath, and jumped onto her feet. "More dancing?" she suggested.

Isabel nodded. Lily grabbed her hand and pulled her to the dance floor with Alyssa following suit

They went back to the floor where they danced up a storm....It was joyous, raucous, celebratory. But none of them noticed, at the very edge of the dance floor, burning in the darkness a pair of glowing eyes that was staring at them.

To be continued....

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Hi~! You're amazing (in typing those three words I already made like 50 typos that's how amazing you are omg) I was wondering if you could write how the RFA+Minor Trio would react to an MC who ALWAYS forgets her birthday (this is actually me omg I forget my birthday every single year whenever someone greets me I look so confused and then they're just so done with me all my friends are so tired) lol thanks!!

HHHHhhhhHHhhhh Thank you!!!

I hope you like it anon!!

Yoosung:

He’s so, so excited!!

oh my gods its your birthday and you’re celebrating together and and and he needs to get the perfect present oh no will he have enough time?

well, it turns out he does (even though he’s so stuck in with school work that he couldn’t finish your present sooner)

why?

because you forgot.

yeah. you forgot your own birthday.

MC HOW?!!?!?!?!??!?!!??!!??!?!

By the third time, he’s used to it

but he still marvels at the fact that you manage to forget your own freaking birthday

like it’s not like it’s ONE MORE YEAR OF SURVIVING AND LOVING EACH OTHER IS IT NO NOT AT ALL

[i’m not bitter]

Oh well, it’s worth it for seeing your eyes light up when you remember

he tries his hardest to surprise you better and better every year

he plans detailed side-quest-like hunts that revolve around your forgetfulness

also gets the RFA to chip in (thank you Jaehee for fine tuning it, ur gr8)

and one year, he tops them all

by proposing~ (⺣◡⺣)♡

ZEN:

is all prepped to spoil you with his attention

and his fans are too

so when you wake up and are completely surprised by the amount of gifts you’ve been given, he kinda does a double take.

“Wait, what? MC, you seriously don’t know what day it is today?”

“No.. Why? Did you get a new role and forget to tell me or something?”

“You’re kidding.”

he just sighs and reminds you that it’s your birthday

to which you grace him with a huge smile, awkward laugh and an “oh, yeah, right.”

you guys spend the rest of the day going around and visiting all of these nostalgic places

[que next year]

“Morning MC~! Do you know what day it is~?” “No… What day is it?”

*record scratch* *freeze frame*

{Zen’s face is something resembling ∑(ΦдΦlll}

okay, so you’re actually serious…

pampers you anyway

at this point, he just sighs and reminds you with a smile

I mean, this is just a quirk of yours that he learns to love ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

Jaehee:

Oh my bab

she’s been so used to being busy with work that she used to forget about her birthday too (༎ຶ⌑༎ຶ)

but now that you’re working together at the cafe she has more time to relax

which means, she can prepare for your birthday! and hers too, eventually, she supposes

So she wakes up early and goes to the cafe after writing you a little note (telling you to relax and sleep in, and that she’ll take care of a few things first)

(she’d made sure that all of your regulars knew that the cafe would be closed today so you two could have a day to relax.)

she spends her whole morning baking and decorating a beautiful cake for you.

Then she decorates the cafe a little, putting up a “Happy Birthday” banner and such

when you get to the cafe, you’re confused. Who’s birthda- oh.

You play it off like you didn’t forget, but she knows.

It happens a lot from there on

and she just smiles and laughs it away. what can she do about it? it’s a part of you.

Jumin:

He’s up early, finishing a breakfast in bed for the two of you

it’s your birthday so of course you should spend it in style and comfort??? hello?? duh??

when you wake up, you are greeted with the smell of [favourite breakfast foods]

Jumin comes in carrying a tray covered int he most delicious, mouthwatering food you have ever tasted in your life

“mmm! it smells so good!! what’s the special occasion?”

he laughs, thinking that you’re joking. you raise an eyebrow

oh shit you’re serious

“MC.. it’s your birthday.” “It is?” oh yeah, it is

you share a laugh and then spend the rest of the day together, having fun, going out etc.

then it happens again, the next year.

He doesn’t get it. How can you remember literally every other holiday (including but not limited to: things like Noodle Day, Dog Day, Umbrella Day and Vincent Van Gogh’s birthday) but not your own birthday???

So he gets you a personal calendar with professional photos of the two of you (”Can I not just want a photoshoot with my girlfriend?”) and makes sure it’s marked, in bright colours [MC’S BIRTHDAY]

so you never e v e r forget.

Saeyoung:

WHOO HYPE IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY AND HE’S GONNA PRANK YOU

and how does he do that?

He ‘forgets’ it’s your birthday, giving the others time to plan a surprise party.

so he’s all ready to treat it like a normal day when you wander into the kitchen and… well…

plan failed.

you’re acting like it’s a normal day too..

DID YOU LEARN ABOUT HIS PLAN?? WERE YOU TRICKING HIM??? DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THE PARTY?????

no. you just… forgot.

well, you’re greatly surprised by the party, that’s for sure.

by the second time, he decides to update your phone a little

he sets it so that every year,,, on your birthday,,, at twelve AM,,,,, like clockwork,,,,,

it plays ‘Happy Birthday’ REALLY REALLY LOUDLY AND YOU ARE UNABLE TO TURN IT OFF OR DOWN UNTIL IT’S OVER

it also covers the screen with confetti and balloons but that’s not the important bit

which leads you to your first birthday of slapping him in the face right as you wake up

V:

he’s just really excited for your birthday.

since he’s gotten surgery, he can’t wait to spend the day out with you, just going wherever you wanted and doing whatever you preferred

i mean, you do this a lot, but today was special ‘cause you had cake

when you wake up, he’s running his fingers through your hair, and drawing patterns on your skin, like he always does [hhh goosebumps]

“Happy Birthday MC~”

your very sleepy brain barely processes this and when it does, your expression turns confused

“what…?”

???? do you not know what day it is???

he writes it down to just waking up and you continue on with your day

then the next year rolls around

you guys don’t get to see each other until later in the day because he had an unchangeable business trip.

You shrug it off and say you don’t mind (you were sleeping all day anyway), but he can’t stop thinking about it.

so, when you pick him up from the airport, he’s the one with a massive bunch of flowers instead of you.

he gives them to you and apologises for missing your birthday.

wait what?

Saeran:

He wants to surprise you for your birthday

he just doesn’t know how

so it’s actually a huge relief when you wake up with no realisation of the day

I mean, at first he thinks you’re pranking him, but no..

at some point, he calls up the RFA for some help in surprising you

Seven: take her to a theme park and propose on top of a roller coaster

Jumin: Treat her to only the best e v e r y t h i n g

Jaehee: ??? take her out on a date? idk??

Zen: Treat her like a princess and shower her in flowers and love and

Yoosung: ?? hECK?? ?

Saeran: I hate all of you

eventually, he manages to plan a cute picnic date at your favourite park

there are fairy lights strung up through the trees and flowers all around and it’s just so cute and heartfelt and gahh i’m crying

and it still surprises you ‘cAUSE YOU FORGOT EVERY OTHER TIME SOMEONE REMINDED YOU

heavens have mercy MC

and at the very end, he actually ends up taking Seven’s advice ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡

Vanderwood:

they’re happy to be sharing your birthday with you

they just want to do something fun to chill out and just relax so they enlist Seven to help plan something fun

oh gods why

Seven plans an adventure hunt that involves you two wandering around the city [kinda like his Valentines Day DLC but not]

it ends with a trip to the beach where they made reservations at one of your favourite restaurants

your birthday rolled around soon enough, as it tends to do

and they wake you up pretty early to start on the hunt

but,,, you’re confused,,, why are you getting dragged around the city at 7 in the morning???? 

Vanderwood pls

They just kinda stop

“MC it’s your birthday you know” “what” “yeah.” “you sure?” “positive.”

oh

ok

They should’ve figured

You tend to forget the important things, like when you’ve booked an appointment or have bills due.

So, like most things, they take it upon themself to plan it out.

oh also your dinner/night overall ended up pretty gr8

HECK THIS IS LATE I’M SO SO SORRY!!

also still can’t write Vandy well… i don’t do them justice… i just,,, ,love them ,,, so ,, mu ch,, ,, , ,

[franeridart]

In the wolf au, is Kirishima dating Denki, hanta, Mina, ect or is just kinda a wolf thing? Not that I mind either way I'm just super curious lol. Also it's so lovely, your work is so sweet.

Anon said:hello fran!! How are you? I hope you’re doing great!! sorry to bother you haha but I wanted to ask something!! So, in your wolf!kirishima comic it says that Denki’s pack and so is sero and mina, does that mean that they’re wolves shifters too?? And will we ever get to see them?? (also is there kamisero? Sorry my weak heart loves them yeet)

Ohohohohohohoho I’m glad you both asked about Kirishima’s pack cause boy do I have answers - okay first things first, Kirishima is only dating Bakugou and he’s the only wolf shifter in the pack (well, Mina is also a shifter, just not a wolf shifter)

In the AU pack dynamics are loosely based on how wolf packs work in the wild: in nature usually there’s an alpha couple (the “alpha male” and his mate) and the rest of the pack is made out of their pups! So by all means it’s just a family unit - once the pups are old enough to fend for themselves they leave the “pack” to form their own family - they’re social animals, so they need a pack to be happy and safe, and that reflects in the AU too. In this universe though it’s pretty normal for wolf shifters to date/marry non-shifters or shifters of other kinds, and when that happens the resulting kids might or might not have shifting abilities, which results in the process of forming a pack being a bit all over the place

In Kirishima’s case, he was born by two non-shifters who had shifter blood in them - as a wolf shifter his wolf side needed a pack to feel well (let’s say, other wolves to play with and learn from and so on) so as a kid he used to spend a lot of time with Fat and Amajiki (both wolf shifters!) who acted as a surrogate pack for the wolf in him - now he’s old enough to have his own pack tho! And while ideally that would mean he builds his own family with another wolf shifter, he ended up falling for Bakugou, who’s a non-shifter and a man, which means the family plan sorta went down the drain. His wolf still needs a pack to be happy tho, and that ended up meaning he latched onto Mina (a childhood friend) and Kaminari and Sero (Bakugou’s close friends) who by this point are as close to him as if they were actual family.

So in theory Kirishima’s wolf side sees the pack as himself and Bakugou as the alpha couple and Mina, Sero and Kaminari as the “pups” - practically though Kirishima’s human side has a perfect grasp on his wolf’s instincts, so all in all it ends up just being five pals loving each other like family, no power imbalance at all (…he does get clingy after his pack members spend time with people outside of the pack, but he doesn’t ever try to stop them from socializing outside of the group and cuddles and general close proximity are all he needs to make his wolf feel better!)

…as you can see, I spent more time on this AU than strictly necessary haha

Anon said: So for the last hour I’ve been browsing your art and have been annoyed that I don’t see an instant like button and have to open new tabs to like your posts. But then I remember that “Follow” button exists. Love you.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much oh my god!!! *O*

Anon said:Do you miss doing bakukirikami stuff?

Hmmmmmmmmm I wouldn’t say I miss it, well, if I did I would just draw more, you know? What I do miss is feeling inspired for it! Sometimes I think “today I’m gonna draw more of the ot3″ even though I don’t have specific ideas in mind, but then stuff happens and I get actual inspiration for something that isn’t the ot3 and I’m the sort of person who needs to roll with the insp as long as it’s fresh or else I won’t ever pick it up again! And that’s been going on for a while so sometimes I’m just like, why can’t I be inspired for the ot3 goddamnit

Anon said:YOUR ART IS ALWAYS SUCH HIGH QUALITY OH MY GOD ur style is honestly one of my favorites bc it’s so unique and so damn good and looks so nice you’re absolutely my favorite bnha artist and one of my faves in general and tbh you’ve inspired me a lot PLUS OKAY all ur comics are fantastic I love all the ideas you get and they come out so wonderful and I always read your tags and whenever u post it honestly makes my day and BASICALLY BLESS YOU YOU’RE WONDERFUL I LOVE YOU AND I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY

THANK YOU HOLY SMOKES!!!! THIS ASK!!!! WHAT A GOOD ASK!!!! I LOVE YOU TOO ANON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:Ok but tell me Katsuki wouln’t be jealous of tetsutetsu with him spending lots of time with Kirishima and not expressing it at all like “I’m not jealous you fuck I just think it’s weird y'all spending so much time sHuTtt UP” AAAAAAA help

You wanna know a fun thing, the first thing I thought when I read this ask was, if Bakugou were ever to voice that thought Kirishima would probably just go “aw man come on I don’t say anything about your weird friendship with Todoroki why are you like this about Tetsu” and that would just. End in disaster. Cause Bakugou still hasn’t accepted he has a friendship with Todes. Rip lmao

Anon said:SOOO!!!! MUCH!!! ART!!! RECENTLY!!! BLESS!!!!!!

:O !!!!!!!!!!! Is it more than usual??? I feel like I’m drawing less, actually!!! I’m glad you’re enjoying it, tho!!!!!

Anon said:Thank you oh great lord Fran for your gifts

LMAO this ask made me feel as if I’m some sort of Santa, there you go everyone’s on the Nice List you can all have more Bakushima and Bakusquad hahaha

Anon said:Your blessing of possessive kiri shall be appropriately worshiped

Anon said:Thank you for the blessing that is jealous and possessive kiri he is my sweet child

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m happy you guys liked that, I was just thinking that maybe it was too out of character for him, wolf or not!! But I’m super happy you appreciated it!!!!

Anon said:Did you know your art is a great cure for a bad day? Thanks for always making things that make me smile!

Ahhhhh anon thank you for making me smile with this ask (｡’▽’｡)♡

Anon said:OMG YOUR BAKUSQUAD

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm I don’t really do angst so I don’t have anything I can give you like this out of the blue, but if you were more specific about what kind of angst we’re talking about…. maybe…….👀 👀 👀

Anon said:you have a way with words, not just art, don’t you? every serious reply you give to an ask is clear and well articulated, and your way of expressing your opinion is honest yet not rude. that’s very rarely seen on social networking sites.

I would never dream of being purposefully rude to my followers, tho! I know you guys don’t mean anything bad ever, and sometimes it’s just unhappy wording or the asker not knowing better! Other times it might also be that the asker’s first language isn’t English and in their tongue the wording is appropriate while it ends up sounding rude in English, how could I know, translating nounces isn’t easy! So I always assume you mean well, being rude wouldn’t solve anything but make the asker feel bad

Thank you for the compliment on my writing, by the way (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) it’s been a while since I’ve written any narrative so maybe it’s not fair to use the term on myself, but I’m a writer maybe more than I’m an artist (in the sense that writing has always come to me way easier than drawing does, I just find drawing more rewarding in a short time frame) so knowing my words are still coming out well enough is always nice!! (｡’▽’｡)♡

Anon said:You should totally draw a Bakushima Idol AU! (Btw I love ur artwork so much)

:O but I’m not into idols at all, so I have no clue what an AU of that kind would even entail !!! :O :O

Anon said:will you ever draw more dragon kiri? (I just read a fic and I have a Need for this au lmao)

Yep!! I already have a couple of pics in mind, I just need a day in which I feel up for painting! :D

Anon said:What if Bakugou and Kirishima are fighting a strong villain and Baku gets hurt protecting Kiri? Kiri’s in his cooldown period after using unbreakable and can’t use his quirk to protect himself so Baku jumps in front of the villain’s attack to protect him and gets really badly injured because of it and oh no I made myself sad

Oh no anon don’t make yourself sad!!!!! Think happy thoughts, like… actually, I’ve been thinking about this since the fight against Rappa, but does Kirishima’s unbreakable form still have a cooldown period? In the UA file there was noted how after he breaks it he needs a while to get in back up, but against Rappa he just kept on pulling it back up every time it got broken? So?? Was that just the moment’s adrenaline making him able to keep going, or did he actually get rid of the cooldown? If he did he doesn’t have a drawback anymore!!! You go my small rock son!!!!

Anon said:Is there anyone mineta can fuse with and have it actually be stable?

He’s perfectly stable with Kaminari, Sero, Shouji and Tsuyu! (Kaminari and Sero cause they’re friends, Shouji and Tsuyu cause the resulting fusions are the only two Mineta fusions with no sexual tendencies at all. They just. Suppress that side of Mineta completely) He’s more or less stable with another few in the class, but the only perfectly stable ones are those four!

Anon said:My goD,,, I love your art I always make sure to RT it

THANK!!!! YOU!!!!!! *A*

Anon said:WOLF KIRI AND CONCERNED BAKU IS A BLESSING

Anon said:bakugou and wolf kirishima is a blessing

I’M HAPPY YOU LIKED THEM!!!!

Anon said:I need you to not make me ship things when I originally watch a show and don’t ship anything. At first I was pretty content watching BNHA but now I’m into the ships because of your artwork and I’m dying.

Aw anon but this is a mostly shippy blog hahaha and I don’t exactly try to make people ship stuff either lol //whispers but I’m glad I could make you like my ships :O

Anon said:what do u think of,,,,,, kuroyaku? :)

I prefer them as friends! But it’s one of my favs Kuroo ships that don’t involve Bokuto, that’s for sure~

Anon said:More squad+ dorms life pleaaaaaaaase!!!!!!!!

Sure!!! As soon as I get more ideas, I mean I’ve sort of been drawing them being silly like that for a long while now??(like x or x or x or x or x) (actually you can just scroll my bakusquad tag, it’s all them being silly and the usual setting is the dorms l m a o)

Anon said:ooo if youre feeling up to it, id LOVE to see some more of your bakugo uraraka fusion?? god imagine them facing off with iideku, loud angry vs loud nerd

…anon, Baku and Ochako are unstable enough that if they were to ever come across Iideku they would split up immediately lmao the contrasting feelings there are too strong to keep them fused hahaha

Anon said:Can you make tokoyami and tsuyu fusion? I love their teamwork so much!

I have!!

Anon said:Ahh okay, if you don’t think it’s weird then I will never stop yelling and embarrassing myself in the tags because I would shout about your art from the rooftops lol

That!!! Actually makes me incredibly happy!!!!!!!!!!!! hahaha

Anon said:Here’s a random I love you and your work, and I hope you have a great day!!! (づw ³￣)づ

Thank you!!!!!!!!!! Holy smokes!!!!!!!!! I hope you’re having a great day too!! ~

Anon said:Fran have you read the latest hq chapter. and have you considered,,, TORA/KENMA (platonic or romantic!!!! both are good!!!!)

I HAVE!!! Anon, my friend, that’s been one of my favorite Kenma ships for ages hahaha

Anon said:Do you like the ship Bakugou x Shinsou?

… nah. I tend to not ship Bakugou with people that don’t like him, sorry!

Anon said:Consider a BnHA and HQ crossover. What quirks would our favorite volleyball players have?

:O but there’s so many characters in HQ, you’re gonna need to be more specific about who we’re talking about, here!!

Anon said:Ok quick question… Now we that we know that you like Kiribaku, Kirikami, Bakukami, Kamisero, Serokiri, Serobaku, Serokiribaku, Serokirikami and Bakukirikami: have u considered bakukirikamisero?? :)) would u ever draw for it?? (i love ur acc bless!!)

Anon said:so u like bakukirikami… and u like serobakukiri… what about serobakukirikami ot4 tho….

Uhmmm lemme see if I know how to word this properly… it is true that I ship every possible couple out of the four of them, and it’s also true that I ship the ot3 separately too (though I always prefer it if Kiri and Baku are together for ~otp reasons~ haha) and I guess I don’t mind the ot4 either? They give me a warm feeling and I love to think about them happy and together all flopped over each other and being affectionate and loving, but all of this can happen with them being in a really close frienship too, right? And I generally prefer them in that sort of relationship

The reason why is mostly that… how do I put this, every couple and trio have their own very singular dynamics, right? Bakugou and Kirishima’s relationship is gonna be different from Bakugou and Sero’s or Sero’s and Kirishima’s or Kaminari and Kirishima’s, they all have different moods and different feelings and so on, which means that they will have different ways in which they’ll develop too, I don’t know if you’re following me. I’m not saying that it’s impossible for all four of them to develop romantic feelings towards all the other three at the same time starting from such different relationships, it’s completely possible and that’s why I don’t mind the ot4 at all, but when I have such a huge playground to enjoy so many different friendships and relationships and dynamics, boiling them all down to the same “they’re romantically into each other” cuts a lot of the fun, for me!

So tl;dr what I mean is that I don’t mind the ot4 and I might draw for it in the future, but it’s more entertaining for me to pick a couple/ot3 and see how the other dynamics shift because of it then just put them all in the same relationship!

Also, I’m a fan of the idea of the four of them ending up being overly affectionate and tactile with each other anyway, so in the end romance or not what’s missing is just the kisses, isn’t it? I don’t draw n sfw anyway haha

Anon said:I would honestly read an entire series dedicated entirely to the Fatgum-Kiri-Amajiki squad.

So would I tbh!!! :O

Anon said:Do you have any rainy day squad headcanons?

I feel like… terrible for this but… anon………… I’m gonna need you to tell me who that would be, exactly omfg I’m not even sure I know what fandom we’re talking about hahah rip meeee

Anon said:Just wondering: what do you mean by the stable/unstable part of the fusions?? ♡

I explained it properly over here, but to make it easy it’s about how easy it is for the fusion to break apart! The more stable a fusion is, the harder it will be for the balance to break and the fusion to come undone~

Anon said:You drew Kiri with his black roots again!!! 🤗 and the way his hair is falling from where he had it sorta tucked behind his ear in that one pic… sigh

I’M!!!!! happy you liked him!!!!!