#i think she just used him as a means to get her revenge and thats it really

[arolesbianism]

Ok but if we ever get playable Charlie I will be in absolute shambles because you just Know I would rush to read all her quotes and be emotionally destroyed by some mundane shit

[drawlody]

My list of Adam ships♡ n my opinion bout them (also fics rec :D)

Adam x Luicfer (Adamsapple/Duitarduck) 10/10

Need i say more:)))??!?! started out as a "haha funny slip-up ship" to "hey they got really good angst potential". The friends/lovers to enemies to lovers is STRONG with this one n i am eating up everything i could found on ao3. Smth bout this macho-ass man finally getting to stay back n not take charge for once feel nice, also princess Adam supermacy wooooo. Whoever came up with the ship name i applaud u cause that's like a 3 layers name(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

It's not an Adamsapple fic without Adam having at least 1 mental breakdown n Lucifer have his guilt eating him alive:)))

Very fucked up torture but i swear it worth the pain:D The dove is so dead it start to rot so plz read the tags properly (plz check out the AngeliaDark other works too they got good shit)

This one have a splits so check out both the fics (beware the author have a skrewed sense of what is considered wholesome:))))

I didnt think a smut scene could be this sad

Adam x Lute (Guitarspear/Guardrock) 10/10

Litteraly my first Hazbin ship, assholes in love is an underrated dynamic we desperately need more off:))) That with a dash of evil dude x loyal subordinate (which i havent seen since the Deathglare days) n opposite attract (look they have one main thing in common is that their extreme bloodthirst, other than that she's stricter than ur mom n he's lazier than the Sloth ring itself but that the beauty of it no? He convince her to chill tf out n not to burst a blood vessel, she keep him on track n make sure Sera dont come on their asses)

They're just being silly enabling each other terrible behaviour n i love that for them (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) Litteral besties i tell ya

Heavy non-con shit involving Val but Lute will revenge our boi i promised u that

Cool idea n they r just made for each other damn

First hazbin fic i read which is a really cool smut:D

Adam x Micheal (we need a ship name people ) (update: it's Songbird/Guitarhero) 10/10

I like how we dont even got a proper comfirmation of Micheal design/personality yet the ship is here already ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ( im using the Nakariiale's design as a base here love their design)

Hit me with that rebound love x "u look like my ex so im using u as a replacement but ill fall for the real u eventually" x co-workers in heaven. I'm thinking smth along the line of "after Lucifer fucked off with Lilith, Micheal became Adam guardian angel n they just hang out" ya feel me here? (✿◕‿◕✿)

Shout out to Bloog_b for dragging me into this ship:DDD also im on the Adam x the archangels ship as a "gotcha" to Lucifer of sort. Like bitch u stole my wives imma steal your brotherS

Look it's Adamsapple endgame but trust me u will be feed well on this ( u know how good u gotta be for people to ditch the main ship?)

I'm giving yall 4 fics here cause i can only found 4 rn(._. )

this one is uhh non-con so beware

Micheal is indeed Adam guardian angel in this one:D

Adam x Eve (Flowertunes) 8/10

I dont care what yall said they love each other throughout Eden n Earth , might have a falling out in heaven but that doesnt change the fact that they were once IN LOVE. Honestly why cant we just have a couple that have the same bright-eyed innocence like one another.I refuse to believe Eve like willingly cheat on Adam with malicious intent n all, simply she was indeed ''tricked'' or just not fully understand the sistuation, n Adam love her way too much to think that she would do that to him like Lilith. Hell the dude was heartbroken after L left , starting the abandonment issues, so he would have cling to Eve, doing everything so that he aint alone again, even if that mean leaving Eden

Honestly it pisses me off that the Adam/Eve tag on ao3 most of the time is just 1 dialouge between them back when Eve bit the apple n thats it no elaboration on the couple whatsoever >:(((

Lots of switcharoos

sinner eve woooo

look its hard trynna find a fic focusing on them ok?

Adam x St. Peter (Guitargreeter (bet ya didnt see that coming:))) 7/10

Base on this fanfic alone Joe my dude u r on the path of becoming THE Adam crack-ship writer n i am here for this:)))) just so u wait this dude gonna whip out a AdamxNifty , AdamxHusk fic later on ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

From within the fic itself the ship its 2 bros in love with homophobia standing in the way >:( also when did we have a name?!?!?!?

I just like Adam x anyone in heaven alright:D like bro famous n he got that ancient rizz, u telling mr he cant bag a hottie or 2-100+ hmm?

Adam x Alastor (Angelicradio) 8/10

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT ABOUT THEM THAT I SHIP I JUST DO φ(゜▽゜*)♪ i blame YOU honestly rn this ship is either Adam found Al after the fight n they make a deal or they're in heaven n they chillin this ship is confusing:D

They're angels on heaven

Adam gone back into eden n do shit differently

This is both Adam/Eve n Adam/Alastor kinda

Adam x Alastor x Lucifer (Angelicradioapple/ Charlie's dads (only me call them that lol)) 9/10

''Hey Charlie u know how u r sad that your mother left? Wellllllll i got you 2 new dads suprise:DDDD''

Look 3 miserable men who hate each other + hell's greatest dad + my love for Dadam = Messy ass old men yaoi :DDDD n it work perfectly with Alastor Asexuality too!!! Like Adam n Lucifer could fuck each other brains out before Al joining in for the cuddles lol

Chaos ensue

Not exactly a love triangle but a love corner but hey we barely got food here :D

I cant believe how hot this shit is lol

Adam x Eve x Lilith x Lucifer (Eden poly/ applecore?) 8/10

They could have been all married to each other(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ But as much as i go "OooOooo Poly yay'' i just cant vibe with EvexLucifer, like the cheating vibes is wayyyyyyyyy too much i just cant man . I mean with the interpetation that Lucifer came to Eden to hang out with the humans they all know eachother, they're a throuple yes but BUT when Eve came into the picture it was only with Adam n him only so the other 2 is ehhhh. Im fine with EvexLilith cause im seeing it happening later, not hidden from Adam while LuciferxEve got that deception going on .So uhhh in this ship they're more like bestie than lovers to me¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Also AdamxLilith is an underrated pairing like everytime i saw this applecore thing going on these 2 r at most tolerate each other like cmonnnnn we already twist this to hell n back, why cant we make it so their arguement was a petty non-malicious one n they still cares for each other hmm???

They're one happy family

IDK what to tell u bittersweet reunion n loving family is the only typa fic u get with this ship

Not that im complaining i need this wholesomeness

Adam x Mammon (Adammon/Madam/Greedyguitar/ 1st chirstmas.... hasnt had an offical name yet) 10/10

They r litteraly same person different font idk what to tell u. More insults thrown around than Guitarspear but they're pretty similar. Adam is just " sinners suck ass but this dude is the worst in the best way". Also they're both big bois (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ , they love towering over others

I'm sorry but there r barely BARELY

any fics of them :(

The art side is more plentiful tho :D

Adam x Angel Dust (Holydust/guitardust) 5/10

THEY ARE BESTIES YOUR HONOUR n that the exact reason why i cant see them be together as a couple 100%, like the shit-talking bff vibes r wayyyy too strong XD Angel finally got someone who have the same vulgar humour as him n if Adam got married in hell Angel would 100% be his best bitch of honour (≧∀≦)ゞq(≧▽≦q)

They're best friends who have casual no-string attached sex that is ACTUALLY no-string attached:)))

I came to ship them due to those "What if they're co-workers under Val' scenarios ive been seeing on Tumblr

I got like 1 fic on ao3 i mean if u r looking for just platonic friendship between them then rest asure most Adam's redemption fics have that

I got 1 fic on tumblr

Adam x Charlie (Charadam/Guitarprincess) 5/10

U know this ship give me a pretty bad first impression since a good chunk of the fics r either heavy non-con shit or lean wayyyyy to much into the daddy kink, ya know how Charlie got suppose daddy issues n all that jazz?:))) yeah that... that

But after seeing the art side of this ship im chillin with them now, since the art r pretty wholesome, usually having them decked out in punk-rock clothings hanging out. It's a big "Fuck you" to Lucifer n i live for these mf argueing ╰(*°▽°*)╯

So uhhh stay away from the fics if ya want an actual functional couple instead of wtv messed up shit we got there:))) But here's a fic anyway, the only one where it feel bearable n actual trynna go into said messed up relationship i already warn you

We got cracks like Guitarmaid (AdamxNifty), Valadam (AdamxVal) which i dont have enough materials to decied, Classicalrock (AdamxSera) sound interesting but also havent found anything , Guitarhalo (AdamxEmily) is an unexpected find, find i deem them to be more familial than romantic so we'll see if there's a fic good enough to convince me

Edit:i forgot to add Blitzo like Mammon already there why did i forgot

Adam x Blitzo (i dont think anyone even ship this but me:)) 7/10

I cant find a single fic where they has anything more than a 1 nightstand n 1 interaction where they hit it off , i live off imagination alone (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) but like fr fr they would match so well, like their bloodlust n general jerkiness would make them the 3rd asshole x asshole ship on this list :DDDD

Tho as much as i wanna see them go further i feel like an on-n-off relationship/friends with benefits fit em more ya know ( *^-^)ρ(*╯^╰) If ya have any fic but the 2 here that have them interact lemme know cause a bitch need food :)

This is a lot of tag(._. )

[plush-rabbit]

Dating Enji to Get Back at Touya

Request: Idk if youre down to write thing kind of thing but the idea is; Touya is a shitty immature boyfriend whos never treated reader right even though theyve been dating for a long while. They finally break up after a big fight inwhich reader is just done with his bullshit. They sont talk for a while until he sees reader with his father of all people. Reader is with Enji and he treats her RIGHT☆ he spoils her and treats her like the women she is.  Touya is not happy♡  thats it, just reader dating Touyas dad for revenge but actually is really happy w him 

A/N: I’m gonna try a different format here so let me know how you think of it, kind of like a fic, but not a full one

Touya isn’t the best partner to have. He’s never cheated on you, but he’s so dismal of your feelings. He can be mean- ignoring you, walking out on you when you’re crying, staying for a quick fuck and leaving immediately and if he doesn’t leave immediately, he falls asleep and wakes up early to raid your fridge and leave without a note. 

There’s a certain charm to the relationship. Despite him being mean and the fights where he’d raise his voice and tell you nasty things in order to hurt you, to see you cry- he could also be sweet. He’d call you pretty, and kiss your cheek. He could fuck you nice and soft, and kiss you with so much passion you could have mistaked it for some deeper feeling. He wasn’t the type to say sorry, but he would bring you gifts- expensive ones that he’d know you’d like. 

But the fighting is too much. It’s mean and cruel, and both of you brought out the worst in each other. And one day, you had enough. You broke it off and deleted his contact and even though you couldn't bring yourself to delete the text messages, you did.

Maybe you should have gone with his brother, Natsuo, who you know would be a sweetheart and would treat you better than anyone could. Or maybe his sister, Fuyumi. She was always cute and had such a sweet voice. But, for better or for worse, his father was there, going through a divorce and desperate for something or someone to just relieve himself on, you and him both took advantage of one another after a few drinks and a confirmation that both of you were single. 

-

Due to his failed marriage, Enji uses you as a rebound. It works out, really, since all you’re using him for is just to get back at his son. A “fuck you” and the pride- or something far more ugly and hurt- getting to tell him that you fucked his dad in his childhood home. And Enji gets to not be so alone anymore, gets to relieve his stress and use you in all sorts of harsh ways without a complaint. He gets to fuck somebody else while going through a mid-life crisis.

That’s all the relationship that it is, a ”fuck you” and a rebound. 

But then he visits one night after a long day of work, and like father, like son, he wants to use you, forget about his day. Maybe he should have called you, checked to see if you were awake, because even if light peeks out from under the door, you could be asleep. He takes out your key, and tries not to think about the implication of having a key to your home, and opens the door. Enji has memorized the walk to your room already, could walk the exact number of steps and turn without pumping into the corner of the wall if he were blinded. 

He can already feel his cock harden at the thought of getting to scoop you into his arms and have you ride him, to feel you clench and kiss his neck. His mouth salivates at the thought of kissing you. There are whimpers coming inside and his perverted mind, he knows he came at the right time- all it will be for the night is rushed kisses and a wet hole aching for him.

And then he opens the door, and you’re under the blanket, crying and taking shuddering breaths. You’re crying and you take notice of him. You can’t stop the tears, and you can’t mask the heaviness in your voice when you speak.

“Enji,” you sniffle and he stands at the doorway. “Shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t-” you rub at your eyes and tears drip down the curve of your face- “I didn’t know you were coming.”

He thinks about when Rei would cry and how he’d snarl and yell. How his youngest would stand between them, and he thinks about all he would do is yell even more. Late in the night, he would apologize, and in the morning, he would fuck her, muttering against her skin about how he loved her. 

His lips are dry and he can’t tell you that he just came here for sex.

“I- uh. I’m sorry.” You’re apologizing- for either the awkward situation or for crying. “I’m a mess right now.” You scratch at the space where your shoulder and neck meet and you leave lines behind. “You can leave if you want.” He can leave, because if you had told his son, Touya would have left in a heartbeat and you would cry about it, but you wouldn’t hold it against him. He would come back the next day and wouldn’t ask how you feel. Tears shine in your eyes, and you’re alone in your room, crying. “It’s fine,” your voice breaks and your lips tremble.

He thinks to himself that he doesn’t want to see another significant other cry because of him.

Quickly, he takes steps towards you, and he crouches by the bed. “What’s wrong?” His hand cups the side of your face, a tear catching on his thumb. “Did something happen?”

You start with a few heavy breaths, and your eyes shine and he can see himself in your eyes, kneeled on the floor, trying to comfort you. All you can do is cry, muttering about how work was awful and you can’t stand it anymore. You cry and he has such an urge to hold you, to run his calloused hands down your back and make it all better.

He isn’t sure when it happened, but he’s on your bed, stripped down to a white tank and his briefs, and you on his chest, with hands entangled in one another and his other hand running up and down his back. You fall asleep beside him, and he stares at you for a long time. His arm is asleep under you, and he makes no attempt to pull away from you. 

In the morning, you wake up and make breakfast for him. He sits with you for it, and sits on the couch next to you, his arm spread against the back of the sofa watching the morning news.

“I’m sorry for last night,” you say without looking away from the television. “I- uh- if you have time, I can make it up to you.” Your hand is on the inner of his thigh, and you look up at him, parting your lips and grabbing his hand that rests behind you, feebly guiding it to the back of your head.

“Sorry, but I have to go to work.” He kisses the top of your head and stands up. “I’ll come by tonight.”

If it was Touya, you would have been sure that was a lie, bet your life on it and bet your favorite blanket too. But Enji does come by tonight, and he comes with flowers and takeout and he sits with you, and he kisses you goodnight before sleeping beside you. And in the morning, he’s still there, sleeping beside you with his face buried into your chest.

“You really didn't have to do all this,” you tell him, the petal of a tulip tickling the tip of your nose. 

“Do you like them?” He feels like a child, standing awkwardly, hoping you’d say yes and waiting for your answer is the most nerve wracking thing he’s done all day. You nod and tell him you love them, keeping them close to you and unable to keep your hands off of the petals. And he swells with pride knowing you like what he got you.

-

Dating Enji is odd. He’s been married, but not once has he ever called you Rei. Never treated 

He’s large and imposing. And he’s kind and soft. He likes having you close to him, always a hand on you when you’re within arm’s reach. All the little things are celebrated, and wants you with him. 

you as her or compared you both. He kisses you good morning and kisses you goodnight. He makes you cry and apologizes. He holds you tight and tries to fix himself. You wonder what happened to Toiya to make him be so cruel, but you wonder who Enji was before you, why his ex-wife wanted to divoarce him. Why some of his children don’t call. He must have been mean before. You wait for the other shoe to drop, wait for him to yell at you and call you mean names until you cry. You wait for him to do something, but he never does.

He kisses you sweetly and makes room in his closet for you. He peels you mandarins and cracks open your pistachios. He holds your bags and carries you inside when you fall asleep on the drive home. He treats you so well, and it makes you want him. 

-

Touya was so sure that you would come back to him. Whether it was for a quick fuck or actually wanting to get back together, he wasn’t sure, but he knew- or believed- that you would come crawling back.

And days turn to weeks and weeks to months, and he’s with someone else, hoping that you’d call him in the middle of the night, asking him to come over. 

There’s something that he needs from his father, and when he walks into the smaller house than the one he grew up with- the family home being left to his mother- he can hear your laugh. He thinks to himself that he must be so stuck on you, that you must be the exact same way. It’s early in the morning, and he’s still a bit tired, a headache about to form in the back of his skull, and he thinks that it’s his imagination, until he walks into the kitchen, and sees you leaned against the counter, and his father with his hand on your hip.

Neither of you take notice of him until he clears his throat and you both tense, turning to look at him. 

His father looks a bit ashamed, but you don’t. You wave at him and return to cleaning up the table where two sets of dinnerware rests, a plate once full of food, now just scraps. Touya’s stomach drops and he realizes what all this is. His father fucking his ex, and living with them in some faux happy daydream. 

The worst part of whatever weird situation that he had the unfortunate luck of walking into, is that you actually look happy. 

You wear a necklace, one far better than the one he could ever have given you, and his father is speaking to him, wrds all garbled up and nothing more than nonsense as he stares at you, ready for a punchline, ready for you to be mean and attempt to make him jealous by kissing his father in front of him. All you do is kiss his cheek.

“I’m gonna go throw the trash, ‘kay Enji?” Your fingertips tap at his jaw to turn him towards you, giving him a kiss and walking away. 

You’re on a first name basis with his dad, and his father’s gaze follows you, watching you walk away with a smile he doesn’t think he’s ever seen him make. 

“I know it must be odd-” Enji starts, and it goes unlistened to, only glimpses and phrases, actually making sense. “-it just happened-” , “They’re really nice-”, “I hope you don’t mind.”

The last sentence is such a slap to his face that he gets up and walks out, slamming the front door hard enough that picture frames rattle.

When he goes outside, he finds you there, the bag of trash beside you, and your phone held in your hand. You ask if he’s leaving already, and you wish him for a safe drive. You don’t even give him a spare glance. 

He’s furious and he hates himself and you and his dad. He hates how happy you looked. How domesticated the both of you were- are. He hates how you moved on from him. That you meant it when you said you were done with his bullshit. He thought he would have had another chance. But he knows himself- he would have ruined it too, and even though the relationship was awful, he still went to you when you called him. He still bought you gifts and he still has your house keys.

“Do you live with him now?” His voice is emotionless, and there’s a hint of disgust in there to ask whatever void is growing in him.

You shrug. “Yeah. Got my own toothbrush here and everything.” You smile. “My place was starting to get cramped anyways.”

Inside, Enji calls for you, and quickly, you stand, wishing Touya a good day, and he stands outside with a bag of trash and a key with no home to return to.

[inamagicalhallucination]

merlin but its just him sneaking out magic users to safety in ridiculous and obvious ways 

like it starts with him sneaking into the dungeons and leading them out the night before their execution but making sure he has an alibi for the night just in case (it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t tbh arthur will be there to explain how his dimwitted manservant could never pull this off)

then gradually he doesn’t even wait until it’s night (working for gaius and for arthur is hard and that doesn’t even account for his job as arthur’s secret protector - he has no time)

there’s a scene where some evil magic user tries to assassinate arthur but merlin finds out and

merlin: if i may ask, why are you trying to kill arthur

evil magic user: BECAUSE OF THE EVILS HIS FATHER HAS PLAGUED THIS LAND WITH

merlin: ah but you’re not killing his father, you’re killing arthur

evil magic user: I AM STOPPING UTHER’S BLOOD FROM CONTINUING TO POISON MORE AND MORE PEOPLE

merlin: well that’s not really fair to arthur, is it? your anger is understandable but arthur is not his father, it would be unfair to damn him for his father’s sins. instead if we show arthur that magic is not evil, he will know his father’s ways were wrong

contemplating evil magic user: how can we put our trust on a chance

merlin: arthur’s a good man, my word may mean little, but i truly know him. would you like to come up for tea and we can discuss it thoroughly and also how you should spend your energy finding other magic users so you have a community and you can all plan for a better future together

not so evil magic user: ... yes please

//

magic users who don’t have anywhere to go all get sent to hunith’s house where she helps them find their footing and sometimes they stay in ealdor and sometimes they leave but they’re safe

everyone in ealdor side-eyes the random ass people hunith’s kid keeps on sending her but ultimately dont say shit because god knows uther would just kill all of them for assisting magic or some bs and their own king isnt better

//

there is a scene where merlin sneaks a magic user out and they thank him for risking his life and merlin says “nah don’t worry i do this all the time” and then makes a note to himself to tell arthur that the security at camelot is awful (after arthur becomes king of course)

//

sometimes when all else fails merlin pretends to know whatever person is on the run and makes a big show about missing them and no way could they have magic maybe he uses his magic to block theirs or if theyre a druid cover their druid marks and yeah

//

he pretends mordred is his younger brother and no one questions it

//

arthur knows what he’s doing and corners him like “ARE YOU STUPID?? YOU’RE SO OBVIOUS MY FATHER WILL FIND OUT”

and merlin’s like “no offense but your dad aint known for being smart babe”

and arthurs like thats treason but he helps cover up for merlin anyway

//

merlin helping someone sneak out but then bringing them to arthur’s room real quick because he forgot something there

//

merlin using the residents of the castle’s stupidity and obliviousness against them

//

leon knows whats going on and he brings it up to arthur before arthur figures it out but he does it vaguely and arthur thinks its about his crush on merlin and swears leon to secrecy and leons like “aight” and helps cover for merlin too

//

arthur still doesn’t know about merlin’s magic

//

leon does though and he thinks its another thing that him and arthur have sworn to secrecy about

//

there’s now a place near ealdor where magic users can go for safety if they don’t go to hunith directly like a magic hotel thing

yeah

//

merlin accidentally and kinda purposefully at times (but mostly on accident) helps unite the magic community and that causes less people to go evil

unfortunately, it also means that people who are too far gone in their desire for revenge or just in their own evilness are more organized but merlin is strong so its okay and he doesn’t have to deal with half assed attempts made by people who don’t think they have any other choice

//

the servants all know whats up but they don’t get paid enough to deal with this shit

//

yeah thats all ive got for now

[slightlyhopefulromantic]

a return to the monsters and mommies au designs, this time properly lined and in color! :D posted in the middle of the night just like last time though because i have problems <3 there are some small changes to these designs, but for the most part i was pretty happy with them so this was mostly just to give myself a color reference for them all lol

gonna ramble about small decisions i made below the cut, but its not necessary at all to understanding the designs! just wanna dump my thoughts somewhere :P

for the most part, the kids' designs are the same as i do them for normal canon, but there are some small differences. i've never really done a proper reference for their kid designs either though, so i guess no one would even notice LOL

freeman family: well, firstly - nick's last name is freeman in this au LOL but its easier to refer to him as nick close so people know who i mean as opposed to nicholas foster. usually, i draw nick close with blue hair (i think he goes through a range of colors, but blue is my default), but i do this because he does it to honor morgan. since she is alive here, instead, his default is pink because thats his favorite color to dye it! morgan and nick both have various bead jewelry because i like to have the headcanon that morgan is really into pony bead jewelry; this is also why all of my nick and nicholas designs have the same trans pride necklace, morgan made it for him :] both nick and morgan wear glenn's old clothes, both of them are wearing his shirts in this piece. aaand morgan has subtle heterochromia as a reference to the split timeline! she always has it, it doesnt just magically happen or anything, but its just a small nod to that.

wilson family: its real important to me that grant got his dad's exact coloration except for his gray eyes, which are all carol. why is this important? i dunno! its just interesting to me. also, carol doesnt usually leave her top buttons undone, but upon entering the forgotten realms, she unbuttons it because otherwise her shirt will pop open while she's doing things (to be honest, as a person with a larger chest myself, her shirt probably still pops open but it does help-!). usually i draw grant with a gay pride necklace, but since he doesnt come out pre-forgotten realms in this au, i tragically had to drop it. i miss my rainbow grant. please come home, baby.

oak-garcia family: i always forget to do mercedes's tattoos in my sketches because tbh i never know exactly what to give her. but! but. this time i just went for it. these tattoos arent necessarily set in stone, but i think theyre cute. the tattoo hidden by her skirt is an oak leaf for henry :] her gem necklace is also the same color as his eyes! her skirt is supposed to be, like, tie-dye or maybe more bleach washed, but i dunno how to draw that so whatever. the twins are, like, 100% the same as usual, i just gave sparrow a pink bead necklace instead of the multi-colored necklace i use for my default canon design lol. also, i think i drew the twins slightly too tall here, which is funny because theyre the only ones who are notably shorter than their mom HDFJKGHK

stampler family: i struggled a lot with what colors to give samantha, because i wanted her to have a bright color palette but not anything garish or patterned. originally she was gonna have a white shirt, but then i realized that would make it so all the moms had white shirts and i just couldn't have that LOL so i ended up landing on red for her! it matches with terry junior, so i thought that'd be cute :] terry's design is probably the most different from my default for him? which still isn't a lot but i swapped his dark blue flannel for a black undershirt instead. i cannot explain why i did this. it just felt right in the moment. i gave him a sweet revenge shirt instead of the usual black parade shirt i give him because... well. if you know, you know. and finally, terry gets a little concert admission bracelet!! i always do that, but i just wanted to point it out because i think continuing to wear an admission bracelet for ages after a concert is a very teen thing to do. i always felt so cool doing that in high school hehe

[thewertsearch]

> Be Future Aradia.

What.

What!

I'm immediately reminded of Jade's robot - but her circumstances probably don't apply here, since this is a soulbot, not a dreambot. Plus, Aradia doesn't even have a dream self. The only other thing which comes to mind is Sollux's ~ATH script, a virus which already claimed the life of one machine.

Could Aradia have been running some ~ATH code, trying to prevent the summoning of Lord English? If she was desperate enough to run an ~ATH program on her own CPU, just about anything could have happened.

Either way, her body has been destroyed - but we've seen her spirit persist without one. I highly doubt that this is where her story ends.

Anyway, Aradia's PoV is a dud. Vriska, then?

lmao, she really doesn't know.

VRISKA: That was some pretty sweet chainsaw work earlier. Pretty 8rutal, really! Didn't think you had it in you. VRISKA: Hey, you weren't settling a score with him there 8y any chance? KANAYA: What VRISKA: I've got a pretty keen nose for revenge. Could it 8e that you had a thing for him and were upset when he went for me instead? Hmmmmmmmm? KANAYA: Did He Really Go For You KANAYA: Thats Not How I Remember It

I still hold to my assertion that Vriska doesn't lie to people - but, as demonstrated here, she lies to herself near-constantly.

ERIDAN: wwe used to havve a good thing goin remember our campaigns ERIDAN: that shit wwas epic wwhere are you evven goin to find a rivvalry like that VRISKA: It was fun, Eridan. While it lasted. VRISKA: 8ut it ran its course! I don't know what else to tell you.

Pardon the pun, Eridan, but you're clearly small fry to this girl.

FEFERI: )(oly crap did I get you good! )(ey, Sollux! Did you catc)( any of t)(at? FEFERI: A live one jumped rig)(t into my boat! A real suckerfis)(! Woo)(oo)(oo. )(ow do you like t)(at, spider)(ag! Sea dwellers represent!!! VRISKA: That was… VRISKA: Surprisingly nasty of you.

Holy hell, that was impressive. She baited Vriska into being nice, and the moment she saw a hint of vulnerability, she struck. Even Terezi hasn't managed a burn like that.

I've always been interested in characters who are good, but not nice. Feferi seems to take things one step further. She's good and she's nice, while still being a dick.

FEFERI: T)(anks. I )(ope I didn't jeopardize our friends)(ip wit)( t)(at little stunt! 38) VRISKA: Friendship? I don't know if… VRISKA: W8 a minute. Why you!!!!!!!! You almost got me AGAIN!

And she's almost two-for-two!

Please let these two hang out more. I want to see more of this Feferi, with a mean streak hidden just below the surface. It's so interesting.

[rinbowaman]

omg if its okay… could u request a scenario with heelel and helan where you almost get killed? like we know its prob impossible with heelel and helan watching over realena and protecting her, but maybe it happens during that one chance where their eyes are briefly off realena and she almost dies in front of them (maybe trying to protect heelel or passing out in heelel arms while bleeding out 🙈)? tysm and i love angst so i had to request this 😩😩

”Eye for an Eye.”

Warnings: y/n almost dies, traumatic-near death experience, death in front of a child (well...helan isn't really an ordinary child tbh), revenge, brutal revenge, implications of torturous death (of arch angels...but they were evil), murderous intent. think thats it.

"Mommy! Mommy! Can we go to the park?"

"Yes baby, lead the way."

You watched as your baby boy trails ahead, while you followed behind. Heeseung stood from afar, amassing a larger scope of the view with you and Helan. He watched over you closely, admiring the way you stood nearby the old willow tree, watching over your precious boy. He loved the way you loved and cherished a part of him--his bloodline, his legacy. A mixture of you and him, nurtured and mothered by you, it was all....

"Perfection..."

He swooned, harder than usual. He couldn't help it; you were the most beloved treasure in his eye, how could you not be worthy of his affection? You....you.

His senses become lost as his mind nearly levitates from his body, so much in fact, that he slipped up. Normally, his inhuman blessings were sharper than a steel blade, but the remarkable image before him distracted his better perceptions, leading to a grave mistake.

You still hadn't gotten entirely used to your newfound abilities, so how could you possibly have seen or heard the unusual being sliding beside you.

"An angel?"

It was the first you had seen since before your process and trip to Hell. The battle of the metallic figures, accumulating in mass numbers and dive bombing towards each brother, only to be swiftly executed by the six princes. Heeseung of course delivered the final blow, eliminating Jol and his army of angels.

"I guess we have to hit him where it hurts."

It talked! you couldn't believe it, you swore your ears were deceiving you. Never before since the world had discovered the angels, did one ever talk. But this one....this one spoke to you, and its voice screeched with sounds of rustic machinery and a ghostly holler. Just before you were able to fully ascertain the meaning behind its words, a piercing jab stings your chest. The feeling of your rib cage being disrupted, separating and fracturing, could be felt as the shock of blood loss rushes in. Initially, you couldn't make out what was causing this unusual sensation, not until you gasped out upon seeing the metallic shapeshifter transformed its arm into a pointed sphere cone, sharp and pointed at the very tip, which had made its way through your heart. It became harder to breathe, your throat begins to fill up with blood, it felt as if you were drowning. Little by little, you felt yourself losing edge, barely hearing the screaming cries of Helan from afar.

"Mommy!!!!"

Your precious boy, his cries became the only source of motivation for you to grab on to the base of the protruding extension that had made an hole through your flesh. You gasped and choked out as blood spilled from your bottom lip; the creature...it laughed. It mocked your dying countenance, but it wasn't for long.

the creature screeched in howling pain, shattering to pieces as Heeseung gripped the creatures neck until it was fully decapitated. with the creature's silver frame gone, you bled out and for the first time since you became inhuman, you felt empty. There was draft rushing through you, it made your body felt cold...freezing. You lose your balance and fall, but he was there to catch you...he was always there to catch you.

Helan rushes over, his arms reaching forward as the tears stream down his distressed face. Heeseung shushes the boy calmly as he takes hold of you and immediately transports the three of you back home.

.....................

Your screams fill the air, every demon and lost soul throughout the regions of Hell heard nothing but your dying tune as Helan wept in a dark corner.

"She's dying, your majesty."

Heeseung sits atop his throne, leaned in on an elbow as he strokes his chin. His legs spread as he watches you arch your back, gripping the silk sheets as your body begins to deteriorate, your white wings shriveled and slowly loses their feathers. He may have looked calm, but inside, he was enraged with bloodlust. His pride as the Prince of Darkness wouldn't allow him to cry....not yet.

Standing from his mighty throne, he shifts a side eye towards his weeping son, rocking back and forth as he buries his face into his knees. Heeseung does not say anything to the boy, he merely issues a quick look before pushing past his brothers, furthering their confusion as they pondered where he was possibly heading.

"Heeseug?....Heeseung!...Where are you going? Shouldn't you be here for her? Heeseung!!"

..........................

"It's been a long time, hasn't it?"

"........"

"You know, you're really failing in managing your own...it's almost like I keep getting an open invitation to enter your kingdom, and burn it all to the ground."

"........"

"So you know then? Well then...that will only make my job easier. Where should I start? With you? The elders? Or should I start with those fucking angels? Hm? Should I tear them apart and burn them in my realm?"

"......."

"Don't give me that shit. You knew damn well what you were doing...you made her, a part of you and I, and brought me to her....knowing that I'd liked what I see. Well....I didn't 'like' what I saw....I love it....I love her....she is the only means in keeping your most precious creation from becoming extinct. So, tell me right now what I gotta do to halt her death...if i lose her, i swear in your name I'll burn all of humanity to the ground and devour them myself. Now....fucking bring her back to me."

.........................

"Any sign of Heeseung?"

"he hasn't returned."

The younger princely brothers stand around you, witnessing your demise. Niki held on to Helan, doing his best to calm the boy, casting his gaze away from viewing the horrid sight of his own mother reaching death.

"Heeseung!"

Jungwon's voice peaks at the sight of their eldest marching up the stone cold steps, his appearance altered from before. His all black attire remained, yet was coated with fresh blood. Speckles of blood bursts sprayed his face, signifying the brutality of his devilish nature. In each hand, he carried the heads of several arch angels, some of which were familiar to the boys. Unlike the silver, humanoid metallic appearance that the lower class angels inherited, the arch angels had mortal features of soft eyes, slim noses, and pursed lips. Hair of different shades and flesh, each one taking root of various continental origin.

"H-Heeseung...." Jay loses his voice as he projects a confused look to his elder, trying to piece the connection between the attack and Heeseung traveling to the gates of heaven, murdering a series of arch angels. Could it have been that the arch-angels that met their fate with the Devil were all a part of Jol's original plan? Were they carrying out the continuation of their failed mission all in the former arch-angel's name, behind their masters back?

"Leave. Take the boy." his voice deep and rough, a bit hoarse but ever so stern. His younger brothers knew better than to question Heeseung's actions, instead, they immediately took Helan and departed to their respective regions. Your body lays, nearly lifeless, it was the most dreadful sight that by the end of this night, he would ensure he'll never have to witness ever again.

He aggressively tosses the heads off to the side, keeping his eyes fixated on your weak body as the decapitated parts rolled off the edge, falling into the fiery pits of Hell.

Sitting over the edge of the bed, he partially hovers over, you were barely breathing, so helpless and in pain. He hated seeing you like this.

"Just hang on for me baby."

Biting into his own wrist, he pierces through flesh until the taste of blood hits his tongue. His blood. His own mixed with the murdered arch angels that he butchered during his visit in what used to be his home. Now, it is true that the Devil is a cruel and vicious entity, yet in this case, Heeseung did the world justice once more, though that was hardly his intentions.

With Jol's posse gone and out of the way, he was going to ensure that no harm would come to you, and by doing so, the world would also be safe.

He moves in, brushing the punctured wound against your lips as the blood drips in. "Come on baby...I need you...come back to me....stay with me....live with me and let me love you forever..."

The mixture of the two worlds, condensed in his own body reaches your throat, instantly rejuvenating your body. The sweetness of heaven's essence and the tartness of hell's poison produces a dark blood, nearly purple in color. It brings warmth back to your skin, replenishing your wings, and eases you to breathe again. Fluttering open, your eyes slowly open to take in the view of your home, it wasn't until you turned your head to look straight on when you saw his face leaning in. His cold fingers brushes your hair while his thumb tenderly strokes your bottom lip.

With a slow and steady breath, he releases a shaky gasp as his eyes becomes glossy with relief. "There...my girl is back....she came back to me."

"W-what.....what happened? Where's my baby? Helan..." your mind instantly thought of the moment when your heart was pierced, and the cries of your baby was the last thing you heard.

"Shh....relax. He's fine, i had the boys take him."

He gently presses your chest down from sitting up, encouraging you to remain laying. "Thought i lost you for a moment..." his voice was calm, tranquil, and savory. Stroking your chin, his chest presses against your breasts, his lips inhale each breath that surfaces his tongue. When his skin eloped with yours, and his mouth caressed your lips while his tongue grooved along your teeth, you realized that for the second time, the angel's of heaven became responsible of chaos and torment.

And it was at that exact moment that you realized, that for the second time, the Devil was the one to save you.

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[moth-eats-paper]

MAG Thoughts on ep 93-103 (kinda just the beginning of 103 tho)

Obviously this contains spoilers for the Magnus archives. This is all Just my random thoughts of episodes 93 up to the beginning of 103 enjoy if you wish

THERE'S A CAT

John's hand still hurts from the cult of the flame

There's also a missing calliope? I think thats how you spell it

The institute is a death trap.

Both John and Elias are vessels of “The Eye” and can make people spill their guts Gertrude was also one up until Elias killed her. So that's fun

GORGEY MIGHT KNOW/BE A PART OF ANOTHR GOD?!?!?!

LAST WORDS OF A CORPSE? WHAT DO YOU MEAN GORGEY?

Gorgeys not ok

Nor is Marten

I quite like the new girl shes funny

Is anyone in mag alive lol

Well idk John why dose Elias do anything.

ITS THE THING GIRL DOLL PLASTIC THING OMG

(I have no idea what i was trying to type here^)

Tim and Marten are not okay especially marten

Spooky doll thing changed her mind apparently

And Michael (the spooky one) used to be an assistant of Gertrude funnnn

Ep 100 time baby :3) No one in the institute knows how to interview people except John and I'm pretty sure that's because of “the eye”

The spiders are back. The spiders are weird

Why is this woman so calm about a ghost woman who's on fire burning her (poor marten he's very confused)

Tim is speaking to a maniac

Melanie (I think it's her) is speaking to a man who keeps getting side tracked

THE FUCK YOU MEAN YOU GOT OUT OF THE SPIRAL AND WENT TO DINNER

The poor detective

SPOOKY MAN NAMED PETER JUST APPEARED FROM NO WERE AND I THINK HE'S FROM THE UNKNOWN?!??

SPOOKY DOLL WOMEN!

THE COFFINS BACK

“Sarah wanted to use nails but I talked her out of it because I'm a good friend!” YOUR A MANNEQUIN (I love that line so much lol)

Oh wax love that

Mmm skin

Don't skin John please

ARE YOU GOING TO MOISTURIZED JOHN AND THEN SKIN HIM?

MICHAEL HOLY SHIT HE'S BACK

oh he's going to kill John

Revenge?

Oh

Oh dear he doesn't want to be Michael

MICHAEL BECAME THE DELUSION

Oh he's making a statement

MICHAEL SHELY

Oh god Gertrude

Unrelated but my cat has decided to try and kill me

PETER LUCAS IS ALSO THERE

Oh god Michael Shelley is very dumb

Only just know getting scared? What the fuck

Doors. fun

I can't even spell whatever that is

THE SPIRAL

Of course she didn't care

Just don't trust Gertrud

The Worker of clay?

His laugh is silly

Oh oh dear

Oh dear the doors not working

OH JESUS

HELEN

MICHAEL BECAME HELEN

HELENS GOING TO HELP?

HELENS THE DISTORTION NOW

So I guess the distortion only wants what that person wanted

Why does Elias just agree with the person who's trying to kill him

I think this man has bugs in his skin

He does

John can suddenly read French and then can't

I LOVE MARTIN

Melanie keeps trying to kill people

(People being Elias)

Pig episode (like actual pigs not the police)

[bestygogirl]

BEST YGO GIRL: Round 3, Group C

Match 4

please use this as an opportunity to say why you like a character, not why you don't.

Propaganda under the cut!

Misty Lola

misty lola is such a girl boss. we stan reptile type ygo characters in this house!!! misty recruits an innocent into her evil death cult and is still not in the wrong. just wants revenge for her little brother and gets results done. forgive and forget? no! lizard death god eat that bastard!

Isis Ishtar

gorgeous, very caring sister, strong duelist, and the only woman to ever make Seto Kaiba squirm

anyways. not only as mentioned above is she the first woman to make kaiba squirm, but she was by all means going to beat him if not for the millennium rod's millennium interference. yami marik admits that she's a strong duelist with a strategy that's been working for literal years-- and given that she's not like, a professional duelist, thats pretty impressive

she also recently got some really cool meta bumps and let me point out that an "ishizu deck" now includes obelisk the tormentor-- which we knew she had prior to giving it to kaiba, but i think it only solidifies my opinion that she very much could wield an Egyptian God Card, an exclusive little club for top tier duelists

as a character she presents herself with an amazing amount of poise and grace, shes compassionate and kind and stays with mai and serenity even though she only just met them. shes struggling through living the past 5 years of her life drowning in guilt for her family's tragedy just because she wanted to make her little brother happy and shadi is a fucking liar. shes foretold her own death and marches towards it grimly but with so much love in her heart. and even then shes 20 years old and holds an important position in the egyptian government that typically requires a doctorate degree AND has been dealing with mariks off-and-on bullshit entirely by her lonesome. she also likes to flex her fortunetelling a little which is awesome i think she should do that more that scene where she tells the guy exactly how the stele is being transported was so everything

speaking of shes got such an attitude. "is it your destiny to waste my time?" iconic. never seen before will never be seen again. watch the duel between her va and joeys its so fucking funny

shes excult. shes doesnt flinch in the face of god nor death. seto kaiba and yami marik respect her. shes so sad and so sweet and battle city couldnt have happened without her.

also her parallels with kaiba are what motivate kaiba to give yugi the card he needed to beat marik.

kaiba, in duelist kingdom, was ready to jump off a ledge if yugi didnt let him through to face pegasus while trying to save mokuba out of sheer desperation to save his little brother. he KNOWS what that dedication feels like and the iron kind of will you need to have to make that kind of gamble. isis is being so fucking legit with what shes saying and he respects that and her judgement enough to change his mind and not only watch the duel, but give yugi a card that eventually helps him win, even if he has no real confidence in the odds. but theres a CHANCE, which is the same thing he taught her when he beat her in a duel. the layers its her faith that moves him to act. which is so crazy

anyway vote isis shes my best friend forever and a real rep for all the 20 year olds who honest to god did not sign up for this bullshit

[wednesdayfunnys]

Tell us more about the twins' superhero/sot personas:)

GASPS SO LOUD okay so wherever douchebag and her brother moved to south park from did not play like this. like these were some repressed indoors kids. didn't have a lot of toys, basically just sat around being bored and annoying the piss out of each other attached at the hip.

so when douchebag gets sucked into this game by butters and cartman she's all in. this is the funnest thing she has ever done in her life and she thinks cartman is genuinely hilarious. i say this to say in stick of truth she's basically just along for the ride persona-wise. she ties one of her dad's long polo shirts around her neck for a cape, takes a wood sword and the fighter class headthing from cartman and calls it a goddamn day.

she's more interested in the game itself than creating a character- this is true of her in tfw too. she just wants to play the game. she knows that the guys have assumed she's a boy but just doesn't really care and if them assuming she's a boy means she gets to play the fun games and her brother can't come then she's here for it all day long. she did not ever expect to be king douchebag but once she's king douchebag can't nobody tell her nothing.

NEW GIRL IS DIFFERENT. he wants to play but hes really interested in all the character building stuff. he wants a cool costume and a cool character more than he wants to beat people up (although he definitely wants to do that as well. he’s more cheap shots and misusing fire based than his sister. she just hits really hard. he goes out of his way to fight dirty and with spectacle.) he starts seeing douchebag come home all roughed up and in costume and he wants to fucking play goddamn it he was not aware this was an option. douchebag tells him he can't play and he is so mad. kyle kidnaps him instead of douchebag to try and get douchebag to switch sides (because they are uncannily identical) and new girl is IN AWE. First thing he does is enthusiastically agree to all of kyle's terms (confusing everyone) and spend hours making his sick persona.

she's an arcane human girl who was born under the fire moon which comes only once every century and is the harbinger of deep and powerful magic. she was banished into the elvish woods when she was born because of this prophecy, and raised by wolves who taught her the magic of family that her evil asshole twin never did. now she swears revenge on all humans and especially her asshole twin. (kyle and the boys are kind of in the dark on this backstory they just see him make this little red riding hood looking getup from an old halloween costume and some of his mother's fake cherry blossom decorations and say “okay well thats. he kind of looks like a fairy in that. he actually kind of looks like a girl. wait shit is he a girl?? does anybody—has anybody but cartman confirmed that this kid is a boy???" and confusion ensues. he also doesn’t really have allegiances (except that he thinks kyle is cute). he just wants to be the drama. doesn’t care that much about the overarching story like douchebag does.

in tfbw

douchebag is mostly pissed off that cartman is trying to leave her out of the game. again she's not really worried about character creation, which means cartman and everyone else has to force her hand to make a character and the kryptonite and the " your dad fucked your mom" backstory and she just goes with it because she could not care less she just wants to play. she mostly wants to play with cartman and kenny and butters because those are her homeboys she picked favorites right out the gate. she does NOT want to play with kyle Imao she's still mad at him for letting her brother play stick of truth. she basically just swipes whatever superhero esq stuff cartman has laying around the base and makes another super basic costume and just really wants to brawl all the time thats one thing about her she just really wants to throw hands at all times.

NEW GIRL however. well they're not gonna let him play again because after they "figured it out" in stick of truth ("ohhh douchebag's not a girl he just has this weirdo twin sister got it") and cartman and douchebag both teamed up and threw a fit, they made an agreement that new girl absolutely could not play with them. banished from time and space. not in the game. go home.

which means he’s absolutely not invited to play superheroes. you know who else is absolutely not invited to play superheroes?

[landojpg04]

Revenge on the Ranch//G.Tillman

Index

This is gonna be a multi-part series. It's gonna follow the story of Rumor Abbott as she progresses further into her career as an agent for the FBI and what she plans on when coming across blackmail. She is a long-time girlfriend of Gator Tillman and would do about anything to protect their love.

This story may have some dark themes, but I promise to detail all of the warnings. As mentioned previously, I am creating my own plotline but incorporating some themes from Fargo and Outer Range. I hope you guys enjoy it!

Warnings for this part: Language (few cuss words), Mentions of R*y Tillman.

Two weeks earlier

“What do you mean, they canceled the competition?” 

“Im telling you, they didn’t have enough cmpetitiors so now I’m done a month early.” Rhett was my older brother. He rode bulls professionally, and during the off season helped ur father and eldest brother Robert at the ranch. 

Rhett and I were closer in age making us closer in our relationship. He was the one to ship me away from the butt fucks of nowhere. Said my talent was a waste in the city we grew up in. Because of him I got into Quantico and began to pursue my dream.

“Well shit, what are you gonna do now?”

“Mom found out and entered my name into the homecoming competition. Said it’s an easy win. So guess I'm going back.”

Mom always did sneaky things to get us back home. Said shes done with Dad and Robert antics. This was a classic move by Reese herself. 

“Hows training going? You almost done?”

“I got a few months to go but its going good. I got to work this team this past week. Was able to locate and gather more intel for them.”

“Thats what I like to hear.”

I hummed to his response. I was sitting on the balcony of my apartment. The city was loud, in many ways than once. People yelling, sirens from every cancer with my head constantly going round in circles with thoughts.

“So you able to come up with me?”

“There it is.”

“Look you know Mom signed me up for a reason, she knows us.”

Mom did know us. I haven’t seen Rhett since last Christmas or have been able to get away to see him ride.

“I don’t know Rhett.”

“Come one, please. Do this for your favorite brother”

I laugh at his opinion.

“You think youre my favorite?”

“I definitely am.”

“That's presumptuous.”

“Well then, don’t go up for me–go up to see lover boy.”

I went silent thinking about that. Gator and I haven't seen each other since New Year. My schedule is the opposite of his. We talk every day still; we just haven't seen each other.

“What day are you gonna go up?”

“Probably Thursday. Friday is the competition.”

“Thursday, I have work till noon. But if you can't pick me up, no worries, I’ll drive up.”

“Sounds good. I'll see you later, Rue.”

“Bye, Rhett.” I hung up the phone. Immediately looking down at my lock screen. A picture of Gator and I last summer. I needed to go home, even for just a few days.

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I finished work around 1250. Today, I was on the desk for a gruesome case. I was able to find some information, but they weren’t able to raid till it was signed off by a judge. 

I began my walk from the office to my apartment. 

On the way there, I wanted to grab a pick-me-up drink, stopping by my local coffee shop.

I walked in, and there were two people in front of me. I took this time to text Gator,

How’s it going?

I send and within seconds I see the three dots.

Dad scheduled me to be out on the field. It’s like he know’s

You're gonna be back soon.

I’m counting down the hours 

I smiled at the last text. I look up and notice it was my turn to order.

“Hey Rumor, your usual?” I nodded and smiled. I began to pay when I heard the barista talk to me again. “You know, Rumor, there's a band playing at the Klatch this weekend; I have an in and was wondering if you’d be willing to go with me.”

The barista’s name was Vincent. He’s been working here since I moved. He went to college but dropped out, exclaiming he wasn’t gonna spend his life working away. 

“Sorry Vince, I’m actually planning on going back home this weekend.”

“Yeah, to see that fake boyfriend of yours.”

I just pressed my lips into a thin line. Despite Vincent knowing about Gator, he has always given me shit about him. Saying it would just be better if I said I wasn’t interested in him rather than creating a fake boyfriend.

Rather than responding, I just grabbed my drink, gave a small smile, and walked out.

Yeah, it's definitely time to go back home.

And like an angel from heaven as I turn the corner to reach my apartment. There he was sticking out like a sore thumb. Dressed like a cowboy. Hat, boots, and one of his sponsors jacket on.

“Rhett!” I scream overwhelmed with emotions.

He was standing in front of my building. I run towards him, he engulfs me in a hug.

“Holy shit Rue. I have never seen you run that fast.”

“What, I can't miss my favorite brother?” I say.

“That is exactly what I like to hear.”

I laugh.

“Okay, let me shower, pack my bags, and then we can hit the road.”

Rhett nodded.

“Thank god I have time for a nap.”

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Arriving at home was bittersweet. The ranch looks the same. But those who occupy it look older. Dad has a few more gray scattering his beard and Momma is aging like fine wine. Both of them cried when we got out of the car.

If it was up to them they would have us at the ranch year long, but they are the type of parents who don’t hold their kids back from their dreams. And for that, I am thankful.

“Honey, you haven't been eating,” Momma exclaimed. I roll my eyes at her.

“Mom I eat just fine.”

“Rob, go get your sister’s stuff! Rhett needs to rest up.”

“You owe me so many drinks tomorrow.” Robort says hugging me once more.

I laugh at thow we have resumed the hustle and bustle of the house like it once was all those years ago. 

Rylee was now walking and had long hair pulled into braids. I got up to swoop her, having her grow into a fit of giggles.

“Aunty Ru-Ru!” She says while giggling. 

I see Jane and rush to give her a hug. Jane was always the older sister I never had. 

“Hell Rumor look at you!” She said taking me in. “Crime stopping does wonder for you.” I laugh at her comment. Jane and Robert were high school sweethearts. Jane was always around, she got me ready for my first date and did my makeup for all the special occasions. I set Rylee down and pulled Jane into another hug “Miss you sis.” I said.

“Don’t go soft on us killer.”

I look down to see her belly growing.

“Son of a bitch.” I say under my breath.

“Hey don't talk like that about your nephew.”

“Rumor, come eat!” Jane laughed hearing Momma call me. I walked over and sat down. Content with the peacefulness around me.

After dinner and the catching up conversations with the family, Momma sent us all to bed because of the competition tomorrow. Exclaiming we all needed to be on our best behavior, as it was the first time since graduation we would all be together. I laid in bed and reached that call button. I heard it ring a few times before I heard him.

“How is my girl doing back?”

“Momma made me eat two servings of food and made us all go to bed. So currently a little happy."

“Sounds like Reese.”

“Where you at?”

“An hour or so up north. Roy sent me up due to a call about some missing cattle. I’m just sitting here till six and then heading back.”

“He hates me.”

“That I can not dispute. He is even making sure that I go to the station before the competition tomorrow to ensure my papers are up to date.”

“I hate him”

I heard Gator snicker.

“You’ll see me before your brother is up to ride, I promise.”

“I miss you.”

“I’m pretty sure I miss you more.”

I took a deep breath, and Gator did the same.

“Not to be a pest but why didn’t you text me back earlier?”

“Some asshole I was dealing with tampered my mood.

Then Rhett was already at my apartment.”

I heard him hum.

“Anyone I need to deal with?”

“Not yet. But you can deal with your father for me.”

He laughs.

“Call me if you can't sleep. Ill be up, but get some rest.”

“I will. See you tomorrow.” 

“See you tomorrow, love you.”

“Love you.”

[neonlight2]

Marauders Headcanon

The Marauders (including the girls) and the Slytherin Skittles are diehard fans of Princess Diana.

So during the whole drama with Charles and Camilla, they would all be talking about how Diana deserves better.

“I MEAN SHES LITERALLY— LOOK AT HER LOOK AT HER JAMES, SHES FUCKING STUNNING!” - Lily Evans to James, Peter, and Remus who are just trying to eat their breakfast but can’t because she’s shoving a newspaper in their faces

*Sirius, Marlene, and Dorcas walk up*

“Woah there Evans, what’s got her in such a red headed mood.” (Pun intended cause it’s Sirius)

“Prince Charles confirmed his affair to Cunty Camilla.” - Remus as he sips his piping hot coffee

“WHAT?!” - Sirius black, jaw dropped as he almost face plants into the table somehow

“HOW DARE HE CHEAT ON MY WIFE!”- Marlene, snatching the paper away to get a good look

*everyone glances at Dorcas, who is totally unfazed her screaming girlfriend, seemingly sad herself as well due to the news* “has she said anything yet.”

“No,” Remus chimes in with a new grin, “but she’s on every headline because of her—,”

“HOLY SHIT!” - Marlene screams with wide ass eyes

“What?! WHAT,” Sirius scrambles up, peeling himself off Remus who had become his stand in comfort pillow. “let. Me. SEE!”

*sirius screams after seeing the photo, falling back dramatically as if he were fainting*

“I think I’ve died~ Mooney..Prongs… Wormtail be a dear and tell the queen she’s been decommissioned for me. I would’ve myself but Queen Di—

(They all call her that from then on)

— has killed me. Send Charles the bill.”

“THATS WHAT IM SAYING!” - Lily again

“Are you alright Lily flower—?” - James Potter being a sweetheart

“NO— no I’m not alright, our Queen has been hurt! How could I be alright?!”

Remus snorts but nods, “She’s got a point.”

And poor Peter, somehow he knows what’s going on, but simultaneously doesn’t

“But what do you think will happen to William and Harry?” -innocent Peter, who is genuinely concerned and trying to be part of the convo

Everyone stops talking, Remus spits out his drink, Sirius shoots up from the ground, and they all look at him, all with wide eyes.

“Oh no,” James winces, knowing what’s to come.

“THE BABIES” - Marlene and Sirius scream, shaking each other back and forth

“I mean there is no way he can get full custody—,”

“Oh, he won’t.” Remus said with a matter of a fact tone, “The royal family wouldn’t like the bad press.”

“And we all know that there would be a…,”

“Fucking riot.”

Meanwhile over at the Slytherin table:

“That’s it! WE’RE GOING TO WAR EARLY BOYS!” - Barty Crouch Jr

“What have you done?” - an irritated Regulus, who is obviously sleep deprived

“Me? Nothing. I heard your traitor brother and his little friends talking—,”

“Oh dear Merlin, just ignore them Barty it won’t hurt your ego I swear.” - Evan, who literally give zero fucks this early in the morning

“Firstly, it would. Secondly, that’s not what I’m fucking talking about thank you very fucking much.”

*Regulus is massaging his temples because he has a headache now from the noise and feels like dying* “Oh, out with it prick.”

“Charles— as in the Whore, Prince— publicly stated he was cheating on Diana.”

*both regulus and evan slowly looking up at him like he just called them muggle born*

“What the fuck did you just say to me?” - very confused and now angry Regulus, who was only hanging on due to the help of five cups of coffee and two hours of sleep

*Evan, totally ignoring regulus* “What did he say? Nevermind— he probably said something along the lines of time drifted us apart, ‘I’ve always loved Camilla’, or ‘I was forced into this’. I wonder if Queen Elizabeth encouraged or disagreed with all of this. Oh my Merlin— what has Diana said?! Has she done anything?!”

* barty thriving on the drama* “I don’t know for sure, but I heard something about a revenge dress—,”

“Where did they hear this?” Regulus asked, now squinting over at the Gryffindor table. “It looks like they have a muggle newspaper, I don’t see a charm on the pictures.”

“Where can we get one?” - Evan, ready to go steal the paper himself if he has too

“We are not getting one!” Barty screeched, “It’s a muggle paper, probably filthy.”

*Evan scoffs while Regulus rethinks about his friend choices, ‘I’m surrounded by idiots’ vibe*

“You do realize that you are in fact talking about a muggle right?”

“She can’t possibly be that amazing without some magic.” Barty rebuked strongly

“Whatever just go get the bloody pa—,”

*regulus slaps his hands over both their mouths before turning their heads to look over*

*all of them watch as Pandora skips into the room, quickly greeted by the marauders, and starts chatting to them before she is shown the paper*

“Quick!” *barty slaps Evan’s chest* “flag her down so she can bring the paper over.”

“Why do I have to? Your louder.” Evan retorted, slapping him back harder.

“Your her brother!”

“Well Reg is her favorite!”

“Regulus—,” *both of them turn to see regulus is already disappeared, now standing beside a sad looking Pandora, who had been given the paper by the Marauders*

*Regulus quick gives the girls hand small, comforting squeeze before coming back over to the Slytherin table with the paper in hand*

“Well?! What is it???”

“She wore a revenge dress.” - regulus said with a rare smug smirk

*evan snatched the paper and gawked with barty at the photo*

“And you’re really trying to tell me that she is all muggle?”

[massacreturtle]

Hazbin Hotel theory of mine:

Alastor is Abel, the first ever victim and son of Adam.

It's a bit convoluted, but I'll try to make my thinking comprehensive.

When you Google the name Alastor it says..

Meaning:man's defender; avenger. An epithet of the Greek god Zeus, Alastor is a striking masculine name sure to inspire its bearer to strive for the greater good. Meaning "avenger" or "man defender," Alastor is by no means a name for the faint of heart

Yes it is a bit farfetched, but hear me out.

First of all, it is odd that Adam was referred to as the first human soul to enter heaven in eposide 6. why is that, when he canonically died after his sons? Because as far as biblically accurate this show is trying to be, Cain and Abel were born from Eve after they had inherited the sin from Eve eating the apple. Adam, the slooth, mustve convinced god that he was tempted by Eve and got out or something like that, but his sons were BOTH already branded as sinners and revengeful for their father. So they must be in hell somewhere,but until now they werent even mentioned. So I think they will be part of the plot sooner or later, and what better way to make the most unhinged, mystical man introduce himself someday as Adams son?

Alastor came into hell and had powers beyond anyones dreams, killing off overlords right from the start. but as the show explaines, power can be gained by owning souls or heritage, like Charlie being born between the first woman created by god, Lilith, and Lucifer, while overlords deal with human souls to become more powerful. So, Alastor being one of Adams sons could explain his powers BEFORE he even made deals presumably, since Mimzy told us that people werent fond of Alastor and stayed clear of him first. So, there shouldnt have been people willing to make deals with him that risked their souls.

(It COULD be that Alastor was already a demon when Mimzy met him in her lifetime, but he disguised himself as a human, like in helluva boss, making deals with humans on earth first, before trying out other demons, like grinding in a video game before fighting underleveled. Would be cool for a backstory but it's more like my second headcanon)

There is also the 7 year time gap where he disappeared, just like Lilith. Now, fans theorize that Lilith is the one owning Alastors soul but I think thats a bit too obvious (for my liking, could be cool depending on how they reveal it). But what if Lilith made contact with Cain then made him own his brothers soul? Or that Cain made contact with Abel and THEN took him to Lilith? She gets both sons of her hated ex husband to her side AND make one help her daughter, rehabilitating sinners and eventually strip heaven of some of its powers.

I mean, why IS Alastor helping Charlie with the hotel? He is an avenger, maybe of his own death caused by his brother, maybe he is repulsed by his fathers actions, maybe he hates all of heaven for punishing him for no other reason than inheriting sin from his mother. Simply being bored and wanting to see the hotel fail feels kinda not right.

But also, IF he gets his orders from Lilith,why is he still killing so brutally everyone who gets in his way? I can't imagine Lilith being a bad person, not when Charlie described her as thriving and singing when hell opened, even when her people are sinners,she would command Alastor to not kill anyone ever. That fact changes when Lilith gives a basic command,but Cain is the one in control of it. So, Alastor would've gotten killed, punished and humiliated and then again owned by his killer like that would turn anyone sour or insane. Alastor said he likes to give off Steam, as if he is stressed for some reason.

We'll have to wait and see.

But in the end he IS the defender of the hotel, so IF he is one of Adams sons, I dont think he would be the first killer but the poor unfortunate brother. (Please note that english isnt my first language and I am severly sleep deprived)

[sistervirtue]

ishizu is like, really bad with the blame assignment shit. she believes everything bad forever is her fault for breaking the rules and taking marik outside, and that the only way to save her baby brother is by marching into the jaws of death. she even is fine with committing blasphemy knowing she'll probably be punished for it just to serve that goal. the only person she blames more than herself is yami marik, and she goes to great lengths to try and mentally separate him from marik (and avoid even calling him human) despite yami marik referring to her fairly respectfully as far as he goes, and clearly claiming her as his sister. she wants this dude DEAD, and thinks that getting rid of him is the way to fix things but like. heres the thing. yami marik could barely share cofront with marik prior to rishid v joey, much less exert influence. marik does a lot of heinous shit-- and he enjoys it. he does go mad with power and actively endanger even her life at various points for the sake of his revenge. and marik owns this. the marik + bakura v yami marik duel has an entire few pages dedicated to marik being like "yeah i blame you for killing dad but youre ME and i need to own up to what ive done. i killed our father". the point is clearly that yami marik is, in fact, a part of marik he has to own up to and deal with because hes the embodiment of his guilt and trauma and anger. and in a way, ishizu and yami marik both hid the cause of their fathers death from marik because they knew it would drive him to take his own life, albeit thats more because thats yami mariks very function on his end and not so much a conscious choice like it was from ishizu so ishizus narrative that everything bad forever is the result of yami marik existing just isnt….true. but the other characters buy it because its pretty convenient (and also i think takahashi as a writer was using him as a narrative device and did fail to avoid bad tropes around DID and also wasnt able to dedicate time and pages to a more comprehensive narrative), and its convenient for steadying her belief that things can even be fixed at all. i dont think they even blame their father at any point, which is a little fucked and so like, with the ishtars and thinking about postcanon, its like…okay yami marik cant be entirely destroyed like a ghost. hes still part of marik. maybe more integrated but at some point someone is going to have to sit ishizu down and explain how DID works because shes poured so much stock into hating this psychological concept to the point of her entire plan going into battle city being "kill him even if it kills me" and hes not even a full on guy. and shes going to have to reassess how misplaced that anger is and evaluate what that means for her internal narrative

[tiredstressedemotionalmess]

hihii do you have ideas for writing the fab four as ghosts? also what do you think halloween would be like in the zones? i'm attempting to write fanfiction for like the first time ever and you're basically the killjoys fanfiction mutual so i'm coming to you lol

i am absolutely honored to be considered the killjoys fanfiction mutual!! sorry this took forever to get to ive been battling a headache all day 😅

the fab four as ghosts is an interesting concept that ive never really thought about before!!! i mean i wrote one fic once kind of abt party as a ghost but that wasnt really the main focus.. anyways, there's a tooooon of super cool ways to explore that concept just in how they died alone. like is this a post sing thing where they all died together saving the girl? if thats the case i could easily see them following her around over the years, using what limited connection to the physical world they have to influence minor things and keep her safe as she grows up alone in the desert. or maybe (bc im a sucker for ghosts who dont remember their mortal lives) they have no memory of the girl or each other but they all decide to stick together bc they're scared and confused and There and they just kind of wander around together until they stumble upon the girl and they feel this strange pull to Protect Her

or if it's not post sing and they've all died in different ways, maybe this is an au and they meet as ghosts and they become known as this phantom crew, legends that wander the zones and take out dracs in the dead of night, only to be seen by those already well aquatinted with death

as for individual behaviors, i think taking the name fun ghoul literally would be really fucking cool. im pretty sure the general consensus abt ghouls is that they haunt graveyards so maybe ghoul specifically hangs around grounds where lots of death occurs, like common grounds for bli ambushes and firefights and shit. it's absolutely br the most annoying ghost ever, going out of his way to spook people by doing alll the classic horror movie shit. that motherfucker is howling and making weird noises in the dead of night, he is levitating objects and moving shit that shouldn't move and flickering lights and just being a general menace to the living

i think party would take a LONG time to accept the fact that they're dead, if they ever even admit it to themself at all. i feel like they have this sort of bitter, jaded relationship with death and the witch and the whole concept of the afterlife, and admitting that they're a ghost would be admitting that all the shit they weren't sure if they believed in was real the while time. and too, depending on how they died, i could easily see them having a sort of bitter breakdown over the fact that they've just been allowed to die with no fanfare. they've literally given their life for this cause and now that theyre dead and nothings changed or is changing it feels like they lived their whole life for nothing, like they lived their whole life wrong almost.

jet and kobra im having less immediate thoughts on. out of all of them, though, i think jet would be the most likely to try and find a way back to life. idk if youve read ttid but uh. yeah. i see her a bit like that, where she refuses to accept that this is the end of her story and she tries whatever she can to make it continue

kobra as a ghost i think would change a lot depending on how he died. if it was something out if his control like illness or a bad run on the crash track i think hed be more "go with the flow it is what it is" about it. if he was killed though he would dedicate his afterlife to revenge, and maybe actually no matter how he died hed end up becoming vengeful after long enough bc hed star thinking about why he was even put under the circumstances to die in the desert and hed think about his hatred for bli... yeah actually no matter what i think hed become a vengeful spirit!! hed go and hun down whoever killed him and make them fucking suffer, and then hed go and do the same for every drac and ever crow, every exterminator he can get his hands on. his mortal life was horrible and he is going to spend his afterlife making sure the ones responsible for his suffering get what they fucking deserve

uhhhh this has turned out wayyy longer than i meant it to so im gonna make the Halloween in the zones part its own post and I'll tag you in that when its done!! i hope at least some part of this was helpful or inspiring in a way, cant wait to see what you end up writing :]

[shadowscrybe]

Rayven's Revenge- Chapter 15

Summary: Rayven is the younger sister of Rhysand in the Night Court. She was banished 64 years ago for the murder of her sister. This is the story of Rayven earning her place in Prythian and finding out what it means to be family. We all know how her story ends...but how did she get there? I don't want to forget the demon princess with bat wings. Do you?

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: canon typical violence

A/N: Oh shit! Not 3 chapters in a row whaaat thats crazy. Anyway Azriel is an asshole....but how long could we stay mad at him? Also Azriel POV chapter next? Lmk if I should make his pov the next chapter!

“Are you okay?” Azriel asked. He searched her for any injuries. 

The blood under her nails was definitely not her own. 

She waited until Devlon winked out of her eyeline to look at him. 

“I was doing just fine without you.” But that was a lie. Her muscles in her legs were giving out and she was losing her footing. 

Rahne slipped around the shadowsinger, no mingling for her today. She tried to hold her friend up before she collapsed in front of the shadowsinger. 

“He was going to kill you,” Azriel said. “You’re burned out. You do realize that? He wasn't going to just hurt you. He was going to kill you.” 

“Let's just skip to the part where you try to teach me a lesson.” She smiled sideways up to him. Exaggerating her blinking. 

Her little shadow bounced on her shoulder.

Should we kill him, too? She sent it, but it didn't make it to Rahne. 

“What the fuck?” 

Azriel’s eyebrows pinched together. 

“Rahne?” her voice was pitching higher. “Answer me.”

“She can't,” Azriel said. 

“What does that mean?”

“I told you, you're burned out.”

She watched as her shadow twisted in on herself in frustration. “That's never happened before.”

“You've never hit the bottom so fast,” he said.

“How do I fix it?”

“You ready for the lesson?” He crossed his arms over his chest. 

This is where she would usually release her shadowfire, but she would never threaten him with flame after what those demons did. So instead she stabbed him in the thigh.

He caught her wrist before she could fully plunge through, but she broke skin. 

“Tell me how I get it back.” 

“It's not gone.” He squeezed her wrist until the blade fell to the dirt. “You shouldn't need magic to talk to her. You're just exhausted. Control your breathing,” he coached. “Focus on her.”

She tried blocking out the short breaths of the shadowsinger, the whistling winds off the mountains, the roaring in her head. She didn't fight his hands, still wrapped around her wrists. 

She willed the bridge between her and Rahne to appear. The shadow slowed her rolling, matching her master’s focus. The light path they’d communicate down. Neither had needed to use the mental visual in decades. It was strange to both of them. It’d been so long, they’d forgotten they ever relied on it. 

Slowly, so slowly, her little voice began to echo down to her. 

...ven, Rayven, Rayven. Her fear rushed through her weeping. 

Rayven crumpled with her shadow. So small, in her hands. A tiny wisp of smoke curling over her fingers, clutched to her chest. 

I’m sorry, she said back. 

“Rayven,” her name on his lips was soft. “Please. Can you stop being mad at me for a second and listen.”

What do you think?

Asshole, Rahne said. 

But? she pressed. 

Friend. 

Azriel watched their silent conversation. When Rayven groaned at the shadow he smiled. She had been talked into hearing him out. 

She let him follow her into her cottage. Inside he kept busy with heating water on her wood stove. He wasn't moving in a hurry like she usually did. He carefully poured rolling water over the leaves and handed her the first cup. 

She debated chucking it at his head, but she was exhausted and her bones were laced with ice after being in the cold for so long. 

She took the cup but did not yield a sip. He sighed, sipped his, and sat on her couch. 

“I'm sorry we lied to you,” he said finally. “You deserved to know.”

This male was so infuriating. Shielding her from information, butting into her business, playing savior, and now he had the audacity to give a humble apology. 

But she had lied and schemed just as much. 

“Me too,” she mumbled. 

“What was that?”  

She could've punched him, but his bright smile stopped her anger cold in her chest. 

She sat next to him and felt the events of the past few days set in. She traded her cup to hold Rahne in her lap. 

“I'm not staying in Velaris tonight.” She debated going to Emerie’s tent. It’d only be one more thing to explain to her tomorrow. 

He sipped from tense hands. “You can't stay here.”

Rayven leaned into the arm of the couch and tipped her head over the side. “I’m tired, Azriel. I don't want to talk anymore.”

“He was going to kill you,” he whispered. 

And the Highlord would never have punished Devlon for it. He couldn't kill the lord and get away with it either. He’d spend the rest of the decade under the Court of Nightmares, but he would've done it. For her.  

After a while she said, “I'm sorry I cut you.” 

“It could've been a lot worse.” And she knew he wasn't talking about his flesh wound.  

“I would've killed him if you hadn't shown up.” 

He set his cup on the low table at his knees. “Can you just listen?”

He took her silence as his go ahead. 

“We have been moving very precisely with the Highlord the past decade. He won't reign forever. Rhys knows that. We make one wrong move and the future we’re fighting for will never happen. We couldn't tell you about the rebel while you still wanted to come back to court. Had he not learned what we wanted him to know two things would have happened. One, he’d never believe any of my intel or trust my abilities ever again. And two, he would've found out way later than other courts and be furious. It was essential he knew only what I told him.” 

“And that was what?” 

“A lie,” he said casually. 

She shot up. “You lied to the Highlord?” 

“I lie to him all the time,” he said, like it was obvious. “I am very careful with the information I feed him. Why would I ever serve that male after what he did to you?” 

It was an effort to cool the heat rushing to her cheeks. “What didn't you tell him?”

His eyes shone with amusement. “I know where she is.” 

Something in Rayven sped up. “In Spring?”

He shook his head. “She’s not in Spring. She came through Summer.” 

“So not an abandoned rebel?” 

He waited a long moment, just smiling at her. “Your boyfriend did not know this?”

She wanted to hit him but her arms were too tired. Eris only knew what Azriel wanted him to. “You're the reason they all think she's in Spring.” 

“I was honest earlier. I was going to fill you in when we got back.” Azriel was the quietest of the bat boys, this was the longest she’d ever heard him speak without long breaks. 

“Rhys asked for you, too, you know,” he said. “He knew it was dangerous, but he did it anyway.” 

Rhys had tried to get her in the Rite with them.  Her stomach ached at her words to him. He wasn't like their father at all. If anything, she had felt more like the Highlord in the past day. 

“We found evidence of the female a few weeks ago on the shores of Summer. Cassian got her down. She did something to him when he touched her. Rhys and I were there, but she got away.”

Rayven’s chest tightened. If the boys together couldn't contain her, then she was no forgotten soldier. “Bet that stings,” she teased. 

“She took something from him,” he went on. “She didn't land a blow, but he was wrecked.”

Rayven went still. Eris’ words flashed in her mind. 

“Why tell me now? Why make me play this game?”

“I wanted to, but you were so eager to please that prick and get your place back at court. Had we told you about the rebel, could you honestly say you wouldn't have plotted around us to retrieve her?”

She chewed on her lip. She had planned to do just that, but of course they already knew her every step. Next to the Highlord she would have the platform to change things. She wanted it more than anything else. Protecting Ironcrest wasn't enough. 

“How did you know about Eris? Today wasn't what revealed me.”

“No,” he said. “I've known for a while. Rhys had his suspicions before it was confirmed. It was actually Cassian who suggested Eris. He saw your form at training about a year ago and knew only one other fire wielder with similar structure.”

“That's a great leap in your assumption to accusation. You're leaving something out.”

“I followed you a month ago,” he said sheepishly. 

“You spied on me,” she translated. 

“You were skipping training and were nowhere to be found in Ironcrest. Of course I followed you.” 

His confession moved something in her chest. “Fine, I forgive you. Can you guys quit lying to me? Can we work together now?” She wanted to sleep for the rest of her life. 

“There's more,” Azriel said. “But Rhys can tell you the rest later.”

“Can't wait,” she deadpanned. Her eyes were so heavy, she fought to hide it from Azriel. “Quit feeding lies to the Autumn spies. You don't have to tell them the truth, but do not risk Eris ever again.” 

Azriel had the decency to look sad for her. “I’m sorry for almost getting your boyfriend killed.”

“Beron wouldn't kill him.” She wished he were here with her. His promise of tomorrow couldn't come fast enough. “That's what scares me.”

“You're really not coming back to Velaris tonight?” 

“Rahne is too exhausted to winnow us and if I use my wings again I think they'll snap off.”

“I’ll carry you,” Azriel offered. 

“Not a chance.”

He held his hands up. “Fine, we can go back in the morning.” 

“We are not doing anything. You are leaving and I will go back tomorrow.”

“Not a chance.” 

“Are we going to do each other’s hair and tell bedtime stories? I’m not in the mood to play sleepover.”

“Is that what you want? I might have a story or two you'd enjoy.” He smirked. “You can tell me who braids better, me or Cassian.”

“Don't make me stab you again.” She was losing this fight and he knew it.

“Up to you, but I’m staying. I can sit outside if that makes you feel better, but I’m not leaving you alone after we pissed off Devlon. If he comes back and you're dead to the world, what do you think he’d do with that?”

Rayven shivered at the thought of his access to her unconscious body. He followed her train of thought. 

“Fine,” she said, getting up from the couch. “You don't have to stay outside.”  

She was asleep before she hit the familiar plush of her bed.