#i would SO collect watcher books

[iaure]

𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁; 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘇𝗲𝗱

｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈• ｡ﾟthe dearest collection - part one/beloved 𓆩♡𓆪 part two/prized 𓆩♡𓆪 part three/devoted 𓆩♡𓆪 part four/desperate 𓆩♡𓆪 part five/blind 𓆩♡𓆪 part six/watcher 𓆩♡𓆪 part seven/ardor 𓆩♡𓆪 part eight/fervor this is very heavily inspired by @//clusterfuck-yandere's yandere leon headcanons; please check out their works. this is something of a love letter to their puppy obsession series.

yandere leon s. kennedy headcanons; reader is a survivor of raccoon city. the death of reader's brother, who was an officer, is mentioned. tw: general yandere behaviour, cyberstalking, stalking, harassment, slight nsfw, ptsd

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ i am very flattered by the quick response that part one garnered! ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝) thank you everyone! every like, reblog, and comment means very much to me ♡ as such i wanted to get part two out as fast as possible. please enjoy leon's thoughts ♡

he met you in the aftermath.

♡ the nightmare was fresh, the dead still clung to leon's clothes, and he had no idea what to do.

♡ he still had sherry to take care of; but his mind was scattered.

♡ he had no family. he had just broken up with his girlfriend. he was out of a job, out of a home, out of a life.

♡ it was crushing.

♡ rather than try and let it show how badly he was being consumed, he decided to try and get some help. therapists were booked up by months, going to a hospital would mean sherry would be alone, and he barely had anyone to vent to.

♡ keyword: barely

♡ he had found an online forum via AOL and realised it was for survivors. at first, he posted a bit on an anonymous account, not wanting to stick around for long.

♡ he spoke about marvin, claire, ada, everyone he had met, the horrors he saw, with some discretion to the less believable parts.

♡ the people were kind. they spoke softly to him.

but then they turned to you.

♡ you had a post detailing your sorrow at the loss of your brother, who had been on what would've been Leon's squad, and how you tried to save him. but your brother was altruistic to a fault, and you couldn't save him from himself.

♡ his heart ached. he understood. he got it. he couldn't save marvin, after all. someone who was already gone is the worst kind of person to mourn.

♡ he began looking through some of your previous posts. it was a lot of you trying to give people advice, comfort, camaraderie in death.

you were so...achingly sweet.

♡ it was easy to start spiraling, truth be told. you were that kind. you were that overwhelming, like incense or perfume or chloroform.

♡ it started out just as friendly talking. Leon didn't want to put his name on the forum, nor did he really want to make an account, so he simply kept on commenting on anything you wrote.

♡ you were hurting, that's for sure. he was too. maybe you could hurt together.

♡ you were so compassionate, answering everything he sent with wise words and cautious exposure.

♡ after a while, you began to open up to him. luckily, he put his last initial as a calling card-K-so you would remember him, and soon enough it felt like you two were truly friends.

♡ you seemed to grieve differently from him, as evidenced from how quickly you seemed to shift from wounded to medic, to trying to help those in the forum.

he then got curious

♡ your username wasn't that strange, but it had your first name in it.

♡ from there, it was a simple search on the STARS database to find out who you were.

♡ and oh...you were just as lovely as he thought you were. your eyes, your skin, your face-everything was you.

♡ he took some liberties, sure. he printed out some of the photos from the database, took some home, held on in his wallet.

♡ maybe it was weird that he placed them in frames around his house.

♡ maybe it was bizarre that he slept with one of the photos. held in his arms, tucked under his pillow when he's not in his new apartment.

♡ the photos tie him over, in those restless nights where he's alone and wishes oh god that you were here that you were with him.

♡ he thinks about how soft you'd feel, how warm you'd be, how gentle the touch of your fingers would be against his arms, his chest, his-!

♡ maybe it was a bit creepy. he's not so delusional as to think it wasn't-not yet, at least.

that's okay, though. he's doing it out of love!

♡ he finally cracks. after a day of no response, he decides to abuse his power and find out where you are.

♡ and when he does, it's like the world is crumbling around him.

♡ you had gotten a job? you'd gone outside?

♡ it's good, sure. but at the same time, it's so alarming. was your job really so tiring that you couldn't do anything but go home and sleep?

♡ he sends a message, horrified at the idea, but realises how horrible of an idea it was to admit that he knew that you were working. but he can't delete it. it's really too late.

♡ he gives up. he knows he's destroyed any chance of getting to you online.

♡ he spends a day or two in a complete, shallow depression. it's like a withdrawal, and he's shaking, unable to sleep, staying up staring at his ceiling at his fuckup.

♡ he could always see you. where you work is only a block or two away.

♡ but that would be a step too far, wouldn't it? right?

♡ then he'd be no better than any other sleezeball.

but another day passes, and he can't take it anymore.

♡ he snaps, deciding to finally take that detour he's wanted since the day he found out where you worked. it's just around the corner from his gym, and he can't decide if he wants to work out first or visit you.

♡ but the urge is too much, and he sees you first.

♡ and...oh.

♡ you're everything, and more.

♡ seeing you in real life is almost too much. he stands outside of the door for what feels like hours, watching you just past the corner of your eye and praying that you didn't notice him yet.

♡ you don't, because you're dedicated and hardworking and smiling and laughing with your coworker about something, and it's like bells pealing and the heavens opening with the songs of angels. if the end times were coming, he hoped Gabriel's horn was your laugh.

♡ it takes him what was, realistically, about thirty minutes to even get the courage to go inside. after researching the bakery, he found that workers were given a commission in addition to normal pay, so that meant that he had to eat the most expensive things on the menu.

♡ truthfully, he didn't have much of a sweet tooth. he liked to keep fit, and sweets always managed to mess up his stomach.

♡ but the most expensive thing was a piece of cheesecake, and when he asked about it, you lit up and it was all worth it.

♡ the cheesecake was fine, but with your touch on the plate, he wanted to lick up every crumb.

he was addicted.

♡ he began coming in almost every day. just looking at you made his day brighter, with your smile like a sun. he dropped money at every moment, trying to talk with you every second.

♡ he could tell the moment you wanted him gone, the moment he overstayed his welcome, but he'd just come back the next day.

♡ there were several times he'd caught your eye, and he could feel you scanning him up and down.

♡ it felt almost lecherous, but he held those gazes so tightly in his mind's eye. god. you thought he was hot. maybe handsome? or cute? every possibility felt so intimate and made him so...warm, for lack of a polite word.

♡ now that he had confirmation that you thought he was cute, every inhibition was over. the proverbial pandora's box was unlocked, and that meant Leon needed to brush up in his sneaking.

♡ after all...there was nothing more 'you' than inside your home ♡

[eljeebee]

Monastery Tour!

I promised @changingplumbob a tour, so here we go!

Selvadorada Monastery is located in the Belomisia jungle, just up ahead of the field station. It is surrounded by two ponds.

Once you step foot, look to your left. You'll see an out of season banana tree and a bush of death flower.

On your right, is another tree. A bergamot tree.

Since there are no arched window this large in-game, I used these archways for the windows. Pretty neat, huh?

Anyways, come inside. Please ignore the mailbox, Lakandiwa will get them later.

As soon as you step inside, you will see a small courtyard of some sort. A small garden. It is humid in the jungle, so the courtyard garden helps with the ventilation and lets in natural light.

There is a spirit house here, where the monici will leave fruits and incense. They grow a lemon tree, a plasma tree, herbs, and flowers in this garden. Chief Song arranges the flowers, that she often put in front of the altar, here.

Going back, on the left, is the prayer/meditation room. They pray to the Watcher here.

Lakandiwa also does his archeology work here when the prayer room isn't used.

On the corner, is the stair access to the basement.

Raul does his gemology work here. He has quite the setup and tools! Beside his setup are cabinets full of potions, and more books. An Omiscan chest is also stored here. The cauldron is for one of the Seekers. 😉

This is where their pantry is located as well. All of their food stores are kept here.

Going back to the first floor, on the right side from the main door, is where the communal bath is.

There are stools with soaps for the monici to use, to scrub grime away. The bathing pool also has steam!

You may remember there was a wooden basin here. I've changed it into a horse ranch bathtub instead. The basin was a shower, and I wanted them to relax there instead of just standing while bathing. The fountain provides them clean water, that they can collect with a bucket. There is a small basin there (the one with the towel) for washing the hands, brushing teeth, or just freshening up! A toilet is on the left.

Let's go upstairs!

This is their candle making station. Ignore the teacup there, Raul must've forgotten it there.

One teapot, one kettle, one sink!

The grill and the stove, with a rice cooker, and a bunch of spices on the right! I love the grill from horse ranch. It's very fitting for builds with an aesthetic like this!

This is the living room! Chief Song does her knitting project here, sometimes Kashvi will play the guitar. Lakandiwa would drink his tea here when he's done with chores. Raul would often doze on the rugs with Diego here.

The corridor that leads to the bedroom also has some interesting stuff!

Technology is limited here, but they have a typewriter for letters, or for journaling! A chess table, to keep the mind sharp, and an easel to sharpen the creative mind.

Now, let's head to the bedroom.

Six beds, with three narrow wardrobe (the other one is adjacent to the door), and two wash basins at both ends of the room. The wash basins are where they could wash up just before bed, and after they wake up!

They keep their windows open, to let in the night air.

Here's a view of the courtyard garden. It's my favorite part. Small, yes, but I could spend the day here just looking at the plants.

Good night! I hope you enjoyed!

[majickth]

hey! here to ask about the hermits hollow au because it's Consumed My Brain <3

Do you have thoughts as to what everyone is in this au? Any thoughts on adding the Watchers at all, or is Evo not really your thing? Just some thoughts!

Watchers would be a fun little inclusion, though where they fit in, I haven't decided yet. I haven’t thought of what everyone is just yet, but so far I have:

Grian, a former journalist who’s trying to find some peace and quiet only to get wrapped up in the happenings of Hermit’s Hollow.

Pearl, who’s Grian’s sister and the reason he goes to Hermit’s Hollow. She’s a janitor at a local school who has a strong fixation with the night sky. Occasional sleepwalker, sometimes goes missing in the middle of the night only to wake up in the middle of the forest.

Scar, owner of Scarland and an infamous conman. He’s charming, if a bit accident prone, and constantly looking for the next big attraction. Surprisingly mysterious past. Occasionally invites people on a private tour, but if asked about it will deny outright or change the subject.

Jellie, co-owner of Scarland.

Cub, a strange man that often visits Scarland. His supposed relation to Scar changes each time, but the two seem like old friends. His appearance changes too. Sometimes he seems older, younger, or weirdly both. Strange ichor-like fungus seems to appear whenever he visits.

Doc, a backyard mad scientist who may or may not be responsible for some of the strange creatures seen wandering the woods at night. A recluse, lives at the edge of town, entertains few visitors. If all the lights in town suddenly flicker all at once, its probably because of his inventions. Grows the best tomatoes in town.

Ren, one of Doc's few friends and constant visitors. Pretty chill, friendly, outdoorsy kinda guy, the typical lumberjack. Tends to disappear once a month, coincidentally around the full moon. Towns folk tend to stay inside during this time.

Impulse, Pearl and Gem's roommate. Nice guy, even if he did just show up outta nowhere. If asked about where he's from, the trio get noticeably nervous and change the subject. Has a collection of occult-ish books. Always warm.

Gem, Impulse and Pearl's roommate. A forest ranger. Part-time actor in the local community theater troupe. Knows the wilderness like the back of her hand, even if the trees do tend to move around.

Mumbo, an engineer at the local electric plant who disappeared without a trace months before Grian's arrival. No one's seen him since, but Grian swears that he's seen him show up in the background of photos when no one was there before.

[gilly-moon]

PERCY JACKSON TV SHOW REVIEW

(SPOILER ALERT! I Did Not Like It)

It has been 16 long years since I first picked up The Lightning Thief, and once again...I am faced with an adaption of one of my favorite books that is so painfully disappointing. And now that the tv show is completely out, it's time to purge the collection of thoughts I compiled on it:

Starting on one of the (few) positives, the cast was incredible. I know for a FACT that they are all wonderfully talented individuals, and I aim all of my gripes with their acting at the directors and writers.

So much telling. So little showing. Stop explaining the plot and the mythology to me. SHOW it to me. Explain later only when necessary.

And yet, some things weren't explained at all! I know, as someone who read the books, what blue food means to Sally and Percy. But the show never explains its significance. To the unknowing watcher, it's just a weird quirk, not a small rebellion between a woman and her kid against the life they're stuck in. It baffles me what the writers chose to over explain versus under explain. There's no clear reason for either behavior, and it permeates the writing in a bad way.

There's also a lot of the kids just being dragged from point A to point B by an outside force, rather than their own actions. They never really felt alone or even in danger on their quest, because gods kept showing up to help them along. I did not like that.

These kids aren't allowed to be kids. I stg you could make them teens or young adults and the dialogue/their actions would be the same. That's not good.

Why do they always have all of the information!!!?? They immediately know it's Medusa. Echidna introduces herself and they immediately know who she is and that it's a Chimera in her bag. They immediately know what the Lotus casino is. Why? It makes the stakes feel so low, rather than the mad dash scramble in the books that happens a lot when characters have to remember the myths and how to beat a monster mid-fight. And it makes all these scenarios so boring!!!

Also so many of the fight/chase scenes were boring or anticlimactic. The only good ones I can think of were in the first two episodes, and then one with Ares. Someone actually slipped in some good choreo in those few fights, but completely forgot to add it in to....the rest of the show....

There's very little about the show that feels magical. CG is used, obviously, but at times it feels like they should've gone further with it, or used it even more, and they just....didn't. The visuals end up feeling clunky and not very cohesive, with zero whimsy. Hate to make this comparison, but the Harry Potter movies were VERY good at showing the lines between the magical world and the muggle world, and the tension that occurs when the two interact. There is....none of that in the PJO series. Zip. Zero. And the mythological CG that is there is more often than not static or boring.

Break for a positive! I actually really liked that Percy was learning mythology from Mythomagic. The show wasn't really consistent on that point - saying it was his mom instead most of the time - but that was such a fun and clever way to work in the card game and make it plot-relevant. As someone with ADHD, I can confirm I would also learn mythology WAY better if it was for my favorite game.

Ok back to the negatives - Wtf is up with the portrayal of the gods? For one, they're boring to look at. Nothing about their designs makes them feel 'godly' and while that's ok with some gods (Hermes for one, tho I have issues with his weird beige sweat suit look) why is Ares just some regular ass biker dude? Where are the flaming eyes?? And radical skin-leather bike?? He couldn't even have a CUSTOM bike with red bloody paint and boar heads and chain link handles or something???

And the gods are way too fucking nice. Sorry. I don't have an issue with Hermes being nice but. Ares having a heart-to-heart with Grover? When his presence is supposed to stir everyone up into a rage? And Hephaestus sees Annabeth refuse to give up on her friend and just goes 'awww, ok, you and Percy can go, and take my rival's shield back to him too cause I'm just so nice.' Sorry, no. I'm fine with gods being helpful - Hephaestus helps (reluctantly) in the later books. But it was at a price! A favor for a favor! Not a 'get out of jail free' card just because he was moved by normal ass human compassion!!

Hades gets his own bullet point because who the fuck was that. As a child of Hades, I'm offended that this sweet fruity guy just wanders up and goes 'hey, how's it going, wanna snack?' like, that is NOT my dad. My dad had skeleton soldiers filling his halls and a garden of jewels and a voice so loud it rattled the whole Underworld. Whoever that was in the show was a pathetic imitation.

The point of the first series is to work up to Percy throwing it in the gods' faces how awful and neglectful they've been of demigods and specifically their own children. Demanding that they do better. But if they're already showing compassion and 'humanity' in the context of the first book/first season of the tv show....Percy starts running out of ammo against the gods. There's no coherent story progression where Percy spends years seeing the worst of the gods and the best of them at very distinct, important times of his life and his story. It no longer feels like a massive change they have to make in the system, something that deserves a godly favor for Percy to demand of them. Luke no longer feels like his fury at the gods is wholly justified. The whole series begins to crumble because the gods already have a good reason for being how they are, rather than being thoroughly selfish assholes who only dote on demigods when they do something really cool. And the exceptions are presented at intelligent moments that prove to Percy when he most needs it that the gods can be better, they just need a forceful push to get there.

That being said, where was Percy getting the info that the other gods were feeling scared and abused by Zeus? I love the balls on this kid, but like...when did he make these assumptions and why? That whole scene felt really unearned.

Also Olympus was BORING. And EMPTY. And DARK. It looked like we were just back in the Underworld. Which. The Underworld was fucking boring too. Some neat visuals, sure, but put that in some high fantasy show. Not this one.

One last positive before my final point - there were some pretty good jokes scattered around. Not nearly enough, but I did really enjoy the Dionysus introduction and a handful of lines from Percy. Also releasing the animals in Vegas - Grover being like 'oh, you were worried about the humans' got me good.

The final word that kept spinning through my head after finishing episode 8 was: Pathetic. Luke's betrayal was pathetic. No deadly scorpion. No commitment to that period of time in the books we were convinced he really was evil. And Gabe just stumbling on the package with Medusa's head in it? PATHETIC. Percy outright asked his mom if she was being abused in the book, and she took fate into her own hands to statue-ify that bastard. But no. The show was through-and-through just a pathetic, watered-down version of an incredibly fun, emotional, brutal, exciting series of books. I know there was a lot of heart behind this production, but I did not feel it at all. But what else should I have expected from modern Disney?

[changingplumbob]

Woods Household: Chapter 2, Part 7

We spend some time with the voice in Samir's head.

CW: Low level sim spice. Content Warning Guide

Carrying on from last chapter, Samir has a voice in his head now that he's a werewolf. When it "speaks" to him, it will be in italics. When he answers back, just in his head, it will be bold.

When Samir finished his run he swung by the rec centre to switch the laundry over to the dryer. He’d just finished when Reece returned from campus for the day. Reece was rather shocked at Samir’s appearance. The glow he saw earlier may have been a trick of the mind but now it seemed like the red light was paired with a fiery glow from his partner’s eyes. Pushing it to the back of his mind as a likely headache symptom from a fast paced lecture he embraced Samir who sent him to do homework while the werewolf continued searching books for lore.

Reece sat out the back and reviewed the notes he did in class. It was like Keira had said, logical. Flourishing off some answers he heard the beep of the dryer. He went inside but when he opened it the clothes still felt damp. Holding his breath and hoping not to start a fire he sent the dryer on another cycle. He went back to his board right beside the dryer so that if anything caught flame he would be able to react.

Outside Samir felt the wolf within him stir, forcing him to his knees and shifting him. Growling he pushed himself back up, feeling his view become tinged with red.

Cute partner you got yourself. Shut up. I’d really like to take him to bed. Bet I could make him cum faster than you. But you are me… aren’t you? And I’ve already- Am I you? That is the million dollar question. Now, shall we go track down a killer. No! Why not? Are you scared? I’m not ready. I’d hurt myself. What’s wrong with dying trying? It would hurt Reece. Now get… out of… my HEAD!

Samir let lose a violent howl that caused some snow to fall of the branches of nearby trees. Clutching his head he felt that he had turned back in to his human form. The wolf was gone for now. Yeah he should talk to people who could explain...

Collecting Reece and the dried laundry he headed home. Reece had work to do on his presentations, so Samir left him to it in the spare room and turned his attention to the piece of bone he found earlier. It seemed to be a jaw that could fit on to the top part of the skull he had found ages ago. He remembered what Kristopher said about his eyes developing. Focusing he writes down what he can see on the pieces, part of the time his hand seems to move by itself.

Reece: Can I have a favour please boss

Samir: Huh? What’s up blondie

Reece: I finished collecting all that info for my presentations and I think my brain has turned to mush

Samir: Beautiful brain like yours couldn’t

Reece: I was hoping a little, or a lot, of you in me might put the pep back in my step? I still need to do my homework

Samir: *chuckles* Work, work, work

After their fun Reece planted one of the chrysanthemums inside, hoping the grafting wouldn’t be far off. Samir went back to the tunnels. He ran across a strong lockbox but it was wedged under too much debris to try shifting. Although he never clapped eyes on the wolf who had attacked him down here before he did feel like he was being watched.

Heading home Samir spotted Reece’s mum at their door and invited her in.

Samir: Blondie, your mum is here

Kayleigh: Hi ya honey

Reece: Hmm? Oh hi mum

Kayleigh: You busy studying

Reece: Basically

Samir left to go do some carving and Kayleigh waited until he was out of earshot. Well, it was human earshot.

Kayleigh: So tell me, when can I start planning a wedding

Reece: What are you talking about?

Kayleigh: You’ve been together, what? Four years

Reece: Yeah and?

Kayleigh: Oh honey you don’t have to get married if you don’t want to. But you know… some grandkids would be nice

Reece: Watcher! Keira has already said she's thinking of it, we don't all need to reproduce at once. Mum, I’m trying to study

Kayleigh: Yes but with my income I can support you. You don’t need to go to university

Reece: Maybe not, but mum I want to. I enjoy learning, using my brain.

Kayleigh: Hmm… Would you at least let me increase your allowance so you can expand this house

Reece: Mum! I’m capable of doing things myself

Outside Samir can hear the whole conversation and can feel Reece’s anxiety increasing. Time to swoop in and be distracting. What should- oh well there was one thing that was bound to distract her. Squaring his shoulders he goes back inside.

Samir: Kayleigh? Reece and I have been wanting to tell you...

Kayleigh: Have you impregnated him already

Reece: *wishing the ground would swallow him* MUM

Samir: No. Probably could if I tried though. I’m a werewolf

Kayleigh: Three sentences ! That's a- you’re a werewolf? But... they’re fictional

She looks at Reece in confusion.

Reece: He is a werewolf mum. They exist…

A silence descends and Samir can feel Reece’s joy that the spotlight is off his choices coupled with worry about how Samir was doing. Samir didn't like talking to anyone but Reece but he could do it. He'd do whatever he needed to look after Reece.

Samir: I made a sculpture for you... and Harvey

Kayleigh: Oh, thank you. So… werewolf… have you always been…

Reece: No not always but he is now

Kayleigh: And you are still happy together

Samir: Being with Reece is the best part of my life

Kayleigh: Well then who cares what species you are! Thanks for telling me. Can I tell your dad? He’ll have so many questions!

Reece convinces her the best thing to do is leave and brainstorm a list of questions with Harvey.

Reece: I am so sorry, she must have eaten the wrong kind of mushroom or been working with strong paints or-

Samir silences him with a kiss. Sometimes humans are just weird.

Outside the moon rises high, illuminating everything below.

Reece: I guess this means we won’t be sleeping together tonight

Samir: Not with this moon. Get in our room and lock it properly. I’ll see you in the morning *kisses* I love you

Reece: I love you to

Samir heads for the bathroom to try cool down. The full moon can’t be ignored though and he is forced to shift.

Did you miss me already. Hardly, you’re in my head all the time. Yeah but you ignore me unless it’s like this. Because I like to appear sane. Boring. So, who we going to hunt? No one. I am going to look for artifacts. I need to learn more about being a werewolf.

Samir stomps outside, the voice in his head continuing to protest.

I pissed you off talking about the boy toy didn’t I. I love him. Of course we do. That's exactly why we need to track down who killed your parents. No. Kristopher says I’m not ready. He’s a weakling who wouldn’t say boo to a goose. We need to find the killer and- NO. I just want answers. I’m not a killer. But maybe I am. What do you mean? Oh now you’re quiet. Fantastic.

Samir sniffs around for things buried beneath the ground, he finds a few of them to.

He continues through the night with the voice in his head providing unhelpful commentary every so often.

We should take him in the snow, that'd get him moaning. What? The hot, the cold, the sensations would be incredible. I’m not risking my partner getting frostbite. I suppose you’re right. Would be a shame for his pixel parts to fall off. No one asked you. I know you’ve thought about it. I’m in here remember. So what? When someone is turned on they think a lot of things, doesn’t mean they intend to follow through with them all.

Finally the moon loosens its grip and Samir can bring himself to shift back to being human. The voice is still there, obviously, but it’s quieter. Easier to ignore.

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[getoutofbednelly]

so the most recent fics I’ve read on my kindle are the first two parts of the time has come today series by teen_dean (@urne-buriall on tumblr I think). and these are so good. I’ll elaborate more in my fic review but I am excited to share the cover I developed for my kindle collection because I really enjoyed going through different iterations of this cover. I’m just posting the cover I landed on for now, but I think I will share some of the other iterations which include design choices that I cut and edited at length(in another post or reblog later).

Fic review, cover design notes and a small disclaimer under the page break:)

fic review: I’m not always one to love casefics, watching cases passively on screen is one thing, but I can’t always immerse myself in a case to keep interest. I’m more one for character dynamics and the dynamics here are so interesting and introspective and funny I can’t get enough.

When it comes to the characterizations the author really nails it too. They are so close to canon that when I inevitably dissociate from atmospheric chemistry seminars and start thinking about supernatural, I can’t remember if something happened in their fic or on screen. I love these characters and teen_dean obviously does too because they treat their characterization so carefully. The cover I designed references scenery and plot points related to the case part of the fic, but I wish I could have incorporated the deep and thoughtful character analysis that is part of this fic.

And the imagery, particularly the west coast imagery, is. so. good. Very rarely am ever I struck with the desire to draw imagery described in writing, but it struck me at multiple times throughout this. most noteably the cas in the orchard paragraph highlighted in one of my pics towards the end of young hearts (will it be my first castiel fan art??? I certainly hope so.) chef’s kiss.

I really thought I would take a break after finishing young hearts, but I wasn’t ready to not know what happened to teen dean and past-cas in the next fic so I’m reading the rules of have changed today now and I have no regrets.

some notes on the cover design: I’m not sure this translates to the end result, but the glowing text of the title/author/everything-else was meant to represent the flickering lights of neon signage you might see in a dive bar. The description of Schaffer’s bar at the beginning and end of the first part is rich and another example of really capturing the feeling of canon (which I should mention is something the author does really well through scenery too). I don’t think I necessarily got the colors right (I initially imagined a larger color palette), but I’m feeling pretty good about the glowing aspect of it. In a print book format, I’d like all of the red to be metallic embossed.

Its very faint, but I included the silhouette of a mountainscape with silhouettes of dark watchers watching in the background. I think you have to zoom in to see them though. So I included a zoomed in image of two of the dark watchers. See if you can spot the other two!!

The last thing I wanted to mention is that I know arimaspians are typically one-eyed (on their heads). I took a creative liberty and put an eye on the hand.

lastly, a disclaimer: I know that teen_dean already has a cover and print typeset for their fic on their page. I just wanted to add my creative twist on it for my kindle collection and wanted to share it with you all :’). I should say explicitly that this was not designed in communication with the fic author. I do not take any credit for the fic (credit to the story goes to the author and characters to the cw). if teen_dean comes across this I especially hope they enjoy it<3, but if for any reason you (teen_dean/urne-buriall) don’t want to be associated with this cover, please contact me and I will take this down.

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Liveblogging queen of the damned (2002), part 1

(disclaimer: I am still reading the IWTV book, so some canon things might be lost on me or misinterpreted. I'm just doing this for the shits and giggles)

The statue effect is cool I guess

So Lestat went to sleep because he was feeling depressed, woke up and decided metal was cool

Honestly the soundtrack is cool

This dude isn't Lestat at all, sorry. Takes bronze medal on the podium next to Cruise.

Oh god the acting of that band......

"Come out come out wherever you are" the cringe oh no I'm dying of the cringe

Guy lives in a house with a fireplace as big as a car

Random girl unbuttoning his trousers: "Don't you want to have some fun" girls he gay for LDPDL, keep your hands off

Why is everyone crawling on the floor now why are there random animals pelts thrown around WHAT IS THIS HOUSE it looks like what I did in the Sims at 15

RIP girls, he just had to kill you by dropping from the ceiling like a spider (good idea if it weren't for the ass CGI)

This girl Jesse has the creepiest collection of dolls I saw in my life

The Talamasca!!!! Oh Jesse creepy doll girl is with them, okay

Oh wow they just lifted people straight from the Watcher Council of Buffy for this huh

Why is there a skeleton with a huge mohawk in the leader of the Talamasca's office

Marius mention

What do you mean he made Lestat? What why how what

Why is Lestat keeping a journal of all people

"I am unknowable by nature but you can call me Marius" the cringe it hurts

Why are you all moving in slow motion

"You will help me understand these times" Armand mention?

Fellas is it homoerotic to straddle a man you just attacked, shove his arm in his mouth and then moan "No more"? Yes, it is, especially if thunder rumbles every time you say it in dramatic fashion

Marius is so fruity, oh my god. Where is the man I am supposed to want to strangle with my bare hands "Don't take the last drop Lestat, otherwise you will die :)"

Funky little violin scene

"Lestat, stop her, you must!" He says, with the urgency of a sloth

"We still have some lingering emotions :(" Marius you are thousands of years old. Marius jfc

How did you even manage to throw the violin thing that far without realising. Oh look a funky secret passage

Okay so Akasha and Enkil are randomly under Marius's house? Okay

Yeah so I know Lestat is crazy but I thought talking and wanting to play for statues was outside that range of behaviours. Guess not. But maybe he was compelled to

Eyy "I have the blood of Akasha in me" *gif of Leo di Caprio snapping at the tv*

Girl you are a Talamasca agent going into a vampire den why would you be scared there are vampires feeding

The CGI oh my god what is this fight scene

"For what do I yearn, Jesse" save me 14 year old me would have ate this up. 25 year old me is just going to crawl in the earth and die

Part 2 coming soon

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The Dark Kiss (part 3)

Ascended Astarion/Fem!Tav dark power-couple romance. Cross-posted from Ao3 (link) General CWs for blood drinking, battle, and sexy times

Part 1 Previous

“Nearly one year ago the army of the Absolute tried to take this city, an elder brain empowered with ancient magic attempted to transform our citizens into its loyal thralls. And on that day the people of Baldur’s Gate rose in solidarity to fight back! We have faced many trials as a city but this was our greatest. And we overcame! Now a year after that horrific event it is a time to remember those we lost but also to celebrate what we have gained. That is why I thank you all for attending today. Now I know the wedding ceremony was long so I won’t go on for much longer myself. Eat, drink, be merry, and remember the alcohol is free!”

Cheers erupted around the courtyard of the Silvershield manor. “To Duke Silvershield and Lord Accunin!” 

Up on the balcony where Tav had given her speech Astarion swept her into his arms and kissed her deeply. The newlywed couple eventually parted lips and made their way to the reception area. Two throne-like chairs had been erected on a pavilion for them to receive gifts and greet guests. As they sat the servers handed them each a glass of rich Amnian wine. Any stranger looking in would believe the pair royalty holding court and accepting tithes from their subjects - yet that would not be far off in the couple’s point of view.

The first to greet them were the other members of the Council of Four. There was no gift presented but that was because their gift was given earlier. Grand Duke Ravengaurd was stepping down as leader of the Flaming Fist and they all agreed that when Tav returned from her honeymoon in a month she would be announced as the new Grand Duke. Nothing could have been a finer present for the power-hungry couple - not that they presented themselves as such, Tav pretended to be humbled and honored by the offer.

Next Rolan, Master of Ramathiz’s Tower, and his siblings gave Tav a volume of romance fiction - when asked for an explanation Rolan merely winked and told her to examine it closely later, there was an air of magic about the tome, an illusion perhaps. Astarion was gifted a gem of seeing set in a monocle which would allow him to see through any disguise when it was looked through. For each of their manors, they were also gifted a cleansing stone - when touched it would clean all dirt and grime off the person who touched it. Perfect for their foyers.

The parade of guests continued most barely notable people giving easily forgotten gifts. Tav barely paid attention until more of their old allies stepped forward. 

Barcus Wroot and the Ironhands gave them some of their latest inventions inspired by the infernal engines of the Steel Watchers. Alfira performed for them a song a celebration she wrote just for the occasion. Hope sent a manic letter with a prayer for a happy marriage and some very ancient books from Raphael’s former collection which were delivered by an imp forcibly dressed as an angel. Dame Aylin and Isobel gave them a precious moonstone statue imbued with divine energy to keep evil from their home. Lady Jannath and Oskar presented several oil paintings including one the artist had made of the couple together. A representative of the tiefling refugees presented the plans for a statue they were building in honor of the Heroes of Baldur's Gate. 

A Gith emissary of the Comet Rebellion delivered a box of rare alchemical and magical ingredients from the Outer Planes as Lae’zel was unable to come in person. The avatar of Dekarios bestowed upon them a blessing - apparently his first - that their ambitions be ever-growing and ever in their grasp. Wyll and Karlach - the latter of whom had her heart finally stabilized enough for the material plane - presented the head of Haarlep in a bloody sack with a fancy bow along with the blade used to remove his head now enchanted due to the blood. Haslin, as a druid, didn't have much material wealth for a gift but instead gave them a massive wooden relief of an owlbear carved from an ancient oak that had died in the Shadowlands. Shadowheart gave them each a shard of purified mirror of loss so they may never forget the past and those they lost along the way - it seemed to be a warning but not a threat.

Once all the guests had been greeted and all the gifts presented the party truly began. While they all had been drinking and eating during the procedure of formal greeting and gift-giving now the music turned lively for a true celebration. Astarion stood, offering Tav a hand, and they made their way into the center of the courtyard. They began a classic courtly dance, stepping in time with the music their eyes never leaving each other as their bodies moved in perfect precision. Slowly others joined in the dance the newlyweds staying in the center, never switching partners nor missing a single step.

“I’m hungry,” Tav told Astarion when the song ended. “Let’s get some food.”

“Of course, my love, today is yours to enjoy because tonight is mine.”

Arm in arm they walked out of the dancing area to a table laden with food. All of them were Tav’s favorites, after all, they didn’t know if she would be able to eat food after her transformation. Today was her last day to experience life to its fullest as tonight the ritual to bring her into undeath would begin. 

Despite Astarion’s original promises, he revealed that he did not know which of his abilities or benefits would be extended to her. He knew that she would be able to walk in sunlight as a single drop of his blood given to a spawn allowed them to do so. But other than that it may be that she merely would come out of the ritual with the normal powers of a fledging vampire. Yet, as the bride of the vampire ascendant, they were both confident that she would have more power than any other consort to ever be created through the sacrament.

Hours of revelry and celebration passed. At some point, Tav and Astarion separated to engage in differing conversations with the guests. Dekarios’ avatar approached Tav as Lady Jannath and Oskar stepped away. This avatar looked just like the old Gale though instead of brown his eyes were silver. “You look less divine today,” Tav commented as they greeted each other.

“I did not want to outshine the bride on her wedding day,” he replied with a smile, his voice like that of old Gale. “Besides, I have been practicing projecting my form. Nothing unusual, yes?”

“Your eyes are silver but other than that you look perfectly human.”

“Excellent.”

“So, this form you have taken. Are you actually here yourself like at the party or is this an advanced form of that mirror image you would make?”

“Both. An avatar of a divine is the divine itself, it is rather difficult to explain to a mortal. Think of it like a river with an island in the center. The water parts, creating two streams but both are still the river.”

Tav hummed with interest. “Fascinating…have you been enjoying the shrine?”

“Oh yes,” Dekarios replied with a grin, “I thank you for the courtesy. You and Astarion are both ambitious enough to rival my mortal dreams. Perhaps one day I shall welcome you both among the divines as well. Until then, the prayers are deeply appreciated.”

“Astarion already fancies himself the god of vampires, in a few centuries as he comes into his powers he just may be divine or close enough to it. As for me, it is not currently my ambition to achieve godhood, though who knows what the future will hold. For now, I am content to remain mortal.”

Dekarios chuckled. “I know the ambitious ceremony you two are about to part take in. Mortal certainly seems the last thing on your mind to remain.”

“Content to remain focused on the material realm and concerns of mortal affairs then.”

“Fair enough, divinity does not suit all. However, if you ever find the ambition within yourself…”

“I shall let you know,” Tav finished with a smile raising her wine glass to him.

He inclined his head and made to leave before remembering something. “Ah, yes. I was going to give this to you as a birthday present but the time slipped away from me in Elysium once more. Here. The key to my tower in Waterdeep. It is yours along with all the knowledge and artifacts it contains. My only request is that you turn it into a pilgrimage site with a shrine to me.”

“Of course and thank you.” Tav took the key and tucked it into her bosom safely. “And my thanks again for the blessing Dekarios it was an honor.”

With Gale-like mannerisms Dekarios gave a half-bow before departing. Tav returned to the food table and began picking at some succulent grapes from Amn. They were so sweet and juicy and the pop they made in her mouth was marvelous.

“Why are you marrying him,” Shadowheart asked quietly from behind her.

“The question is why did I marry him,” Tav corrected turning and smiling at her old companion. “And the answer is because I love him.”

“A poor reason to marry a monster. Even one of your own creation.”

“A vampire is a monster whether spawn or the ascendant himself. I would have married Astarion as a spawn, would you have complained then?”

Shadowheart scowled. “Astarion as a spawn was not a monster, not truly, and you know it. The Ascended sacrificed over seven thousand souls to rise, that is a monster.”

“And he only did so with my help. Am I not a monster then?”

“Of course not, you made an error of judgment out of love…though I suppose it seems you made another. I never thought you would return to him after what he said to you. How can you be sure he will not follow through on his words and abuse your love?”

“Because he has nothing to gain from that. I am Duke Tavita Silvershield, soon-to-be Grand Duke, my magic is nearly at the level of an archmage. I make a dangerous foe but I make a more valuable ally. Besides, Shadowheart, he loves me.”

“Are you sure that love will still be there when you are his slave? His puppet? His spawn?” There was venom in her voice but then her expression softened. “I am sorry, but I am worried about you my friend.”

Tav smiled and placed a comforting hand on Shadowheart’s shoulder. “I am not going to be turned into his spawn.”

“How can you be so sure about that? All he needs to do is drain you of your blood.”

While Tav was not going to reveal to Shadowheart their plan or any information about the Dark Kiss her answer was the same. “Even now Astarion values consent, at least, my consent. If he had truly just wanted to possess me as a spawn there has been ample opportunity these past six months. Hells, he could have forced me that night a year ago.”

“I still do not understand how you can trust him. I suppose though, it is your choice and I never understood many of your choices. You helped so many of us, so many people, but then you let Gale and Astarion become the worst versions of themselves.”

“I allowed them to make their own decisions.”

“And it was my decision to become a Justicar but you talked me out of it.”

“No I didn’t,” Tav told her with a smile and small laugh. “When we stood before Dame Aylin I told you that ‘you know what you had to do’ to ‘make the right choice’ and then I let you choose. Just like I reminded Lae’zel that Vaalkith had named us enemies for trying to survive, she chose to dedicate herself to Orpheus. I pointed out to Gale that Mystra asking him to blow himself up was wrong, and that he should not listen to her anymore; he chose to take the crown and become a god in his own right. All I did for my companions, my friends, was support their decisions and aid them where I could. Can you not do the same for me?”

Shadowheart furrowed her brow, still concerned but unable to rebuke the point that Tav made. “Very well. But please Tav, if you ever need my help, let me know. Truly. I will help you in whatever way I can.”

Tav nodded. “Thank you, Shadowheart, my dear friend.”

“Having a good time, my love,” Astarion asked suddenly materializing beside her his arm automatically wrapping around her waist possessively.

“I am indeed, this day has been perfect,” she told him leaning against him, the jewels in the brocade of his shirt pressed against her head but the discomfort with worth giving her affection.

“And the night is just beginning,” he reminded her. Indeed the sun was starting to set those who lived outside of the Upper City but were not staying the night at the Silvershield manor had to head home before the Watch kicked them out.

“Yes, I suppose I must be heading back to the Elfsong,” Shadowheart commented having been immediately forgotten about by Tav when Astarion showed up.

“You are still welcome to spend the night Shadowheart,” Tav told her. “All of our other companions are.”

“Thank you for the offer but I feel more comfortable in the Lower City, being waited on by servants doesn’t appeal to me.”

“Farewell then, our dear cleric,” Astarion told her with a grin that showed his fangs. “Stay safe, there are still plenty of cultists we have yet to root out. I would hate for you to meet an unfortunate end on such a glorious day.”

“You almost say that like a threat,” Shadowheart replied warily her eyes flitting between the pair.

“Not at all. Just a warning.” There was a dangerous tone to Astarion’s voice. Tav lifted her hand and placed it on his chest. Under her touch, Astarion’s body relaxed. When he spoke again the edge was gone from his words. “After all, we do not need anything happening to our friend, one of the heroes of Baldur’s Gate so close to the anniversary of the Absolute’s defeat.”

“Of course,” Shadowheart inclined her head. They said their farewells and the cleric left still obviously worried about Tav and now herself. She was not the first nor the last to leave. As the newlyweds said farewell to the departing guests Astarion was becoming restless. His hand never left Tav’s side, she could feel him squeezing and caressing her while they spoke to people. Eventually, he began pressing kisses against her shoulder, neck, cheek, and the top of her head.

“You’re being naughty,” Tav playfully scolded as Barcus ran away from them blushing heavily after Astarion cupped her breast through her dress while kissing her cheek as the gnome was saying farewell.

“I am merely anxious to have you all to myself, can you truly blame me for that,” he purred in her ear before pressing a soft kiss to her lobe.

“Not at all but you are usually better at showing restraint.”

“I do not believe anyone here would blame you if you two retired for the evening,” Halsin said stepping up to them with a jovial and rather drunken smile. “The sun has set after all.”

“What an excellent idea, Halsin,” Astarion said, immediately lifting Tav like the bride she was. Tav yelped in surprise, her wine glass shattered on the ground as she flung her arms around his neck in shock.

A deep chuckle left Halsin. “My apologies, Tav. Have a good time on your honeymoon.”

“Yes, thank you, Halsin,” she replied still trying to act dignified.

“Say farewell to everyone, pet,” Astarion instructed, “I cannot contain myself any longer. I need to claim my bride.”

“Astarion,” Tav hissed forcing anger even as her lips curved into a smile. The vampire grinned as well, his ruby eyes capturing hers, desire pouring out of them. “You promised we wouldn’t leave until after the sunset. We still have one minute and six seconds until the sun is properly below the horizon.”

“Far be it from me to break a promise, little love. One minute, let us finish the goodbyes.” In a flash of unnatural speed, Astarion began carrying her to the remaining party guests of importance - Dekarios, Wyll, and Karlach.

“If you aren’t gonna put her down, I’m hugging both of you,” Karlach told Astarion right before she sandwiched Tav and him in between her arms.

“As warm as always,” Tav commented as the barbarian released them. “I am glad we will be able to see more of each other. I look forward to your wedding to Dammon…whenever you finally ask him.”

“A bit too early for that, soldier.” 

Astarion’s arms tightened around Tav. “That’s time, pet.”

“I sensed it too, love. Farewell, Karlach, it's time for my wedding night. I promised him from sunset to sunrise.”

Before Karlach or anyone else could say another word Astarion teleported himself and his bride back to the Crimson Palace. It was time for the Sacrament of the Dark Kiss to begin.

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The presents from Rolan are actual magic items from D&D 5e. The "romance book" is the Duplicitous Manuscript from Tasha's Cauldron of Everything - it is a spellbook that grants several illusion spells and makes it so your illusions are harder to see through. Astarion receives the Gem of Seeing from the DM's Guide/Basic Rules which grants Truesight (can see through any illusion, magical darkness, invisibility, and true form of shapechangers) 3 times a day for 10 minutes each. The foyer gifts are Cleansing Stones from Wayfinder's Guide to Eberron.

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Jane The Killer Headcanons

Sorry this took ages- she isn’t one of my favorites so I had to brainstorm a lot 🙏🏻

1. Jane doesn’t actually have white skin, she wears a mask nearly identical to Masky’s

2. The rest of Jane is covered in horrific burn marks- Jeff literally burnt her alive

3. Due to Slender magic (Sue me) Janes mask moves according to the expression she needs to make

4. Jane doesn’t have hair, it’s a wig she takes extremely good care of

5. Jane is 26

6. Jane is 5’7

7. Jane has a sensitive body for the most part, but her hands are to the extreme- due to this, she always wears shoulder length black gloves

8. Jane doesn’t actually feel insecure about her body, it’s why she’s so comfortable with wearing her black dress (plus it actually makes her feel good about herself)

9. She wears pantyhose. That’s the headcanon. I dunno just gives me the vibes that she unironically loves wearing them.

10. Jane doesn’t wear heels- she isn’t a masochist! ….she wears black flats instead :D

11. For the most part- Jane is pretty nice to everyone, she just fuckin hates Jeff

12. Jane and Sally kind of hate EACHOTHER due to the sibling bond between Sally and Jeff

13. Jane and Nina are frenemies, Nina understands Jane but still views Jeff kinda like a brother

14. Jane only wants to kill Jeff, nobody else

15. Jane does work for SlenderMan- let me explain…

16. Jane hates Jeff, and learned that he worked for a Watcher. To the point where Jeff had a contract with him, which meant that Jeff was essentially immortal. Jane decided that she would work for Slenderman as well, but she told Slenderman that she would never kill another person. Slender understood that Jane only wanted this job to kill Jeff, but he needed more sane people around him anyways. So he gave Jane the job of messenger. She has access to files, reports, mail, and documents. Not all proxies/pastas live in the mansion, so her job is to move around and deliver these messages. There are other messengers, but Jane is the main one as she is most dedicated to her job.

17. Jane’s main plan is to get on Slenders good side. She hopes that she will either become a watcher, convince a watcher (Slender) to kill Jeff, or convince Slender to break his contract with Jeff so that Jane can kill Jeff.

18. Due to Jane being under a Watching-Contract, Jeff cannot kill her. While he finds her antics stupid and adorable, it’s also extremely annoying to him

19. Jane is a lesbian (single in my AU tho)

20. Jane knows that Jeff is inside the closet. Jane honestly thinks Jeff is gay, not Bi.

21. Jane dislikes Liu, due to the fact that Liu has made attempts to rekindle the brotherly bond with Jeff

22. However, Jane and Sully get along because of their mutual murderous hatred for Jeff

23. Jane doesn’t have fuckin fingernails :(

24. Jane has multiple copies of her mask in case it gets destroyed

25. Jane has wigs other than her main one, but she doesn’t wear them very often because the others are idiots and can’t recognize her

26. Jane prefers to listen to instrumentals or more orchestral music

27. Jane always has a knife on her for self-defense. And to stab Jeff.

28. Every single day that passes, a Jeff gets stabbed by a Jane. (It doesn’t hurt him- he’s just fed up with getting his own blood on himself)

29. Jane and EJ both enjoy reading poetry and classical novels

30. Jane loves to spend her time reading, especially old classic romance or mystery novels. She thinks that the newer stuff is “too predictable and raunchy”

31. Jane writes poetry (I feel like I accidentally made her goth..)

32. Jane honestly dislikes using the internet, she prefers reading physical book copies, she prefers taking Polaroid pictures, she prefers writing her poetry with a pen and paper, etc.

33. Jane has a small collection of VHS tapes when she was a kid, they are her prized possession

34. Jane and Clockwork are very good friends (gay? Probably tbh)

35. Most of Jane’s poetry is about sadness, grief, love and revenge

36. Jane is usually very stone faced, but when she sees baby animals, especially puppies, she gets extremely giddy

37. Jane loves to be on time, she loves making to-do lists and schedules

38. Jane has OCD, while yes this means her room and schedule tends to be absolutely perfect- a change in schedule, even a minor one, can bring her massive break downs

39. Jane is always worried about the worst case scenario, due to this, she is always prepared

40. Jane likes to watch TV, she has streaming services to watch stuff like uhhhh (fuck what’s a show she would like..) Bridgerton?

41. Jane honestly kind of looks up to the works of Edgar Allen Poe

42. Jane has a itty bitty lesbian crush on Clockwork

43. Jane and Masky get along very well, and both hate Toby’s chaos

44. Despite the prim and proper life Jane tries to have, she enjoys being a little reckless

45. Jane actually really likes a lot of rock bands and would love to go to a concert, she just hides this fact because she’s a little embarrassed

46. Jane knows how to ride a motorcycle, only Clockwork and Masky (and.. Slender) know about this

47. Jane hangs up her poems on the walls, her love poems are hung in a heart shape around her dream catcher above her bed

48. Jane has a dream catcher- it was a random superstition she decided to do as a last ditch effort to stop the nightmares of.. “the incident”, ever since she put up the dream catcher- she hasn’t had a nightmare about it since

49. Jane collects crystals that are meant to bring health, love, and good luck. Ever since the dream catchers, she became a bit more ethereal and open

50. Jane buys incense and scented candles 24/7, if she’s in her room- there is the scent of incense burning or “Starlit Beach”

51. Jane’s room actually looks like a goth girls room, it’s smaller; Her bed has a grey and black checkered patterned blanket with dark grey pillows, across from her bed is a small TV with cute stickers on the side, above her bed is the dream catcher and poems, her walls are all black, her bed is pushed up against the wall that has a window, the window is always covered by curtains which are black with white stars, she has a skull-shaped rug on her floor, she has a small writing desk with a mini lamp, the desk is organized neatly with small doodles and poems stuck to the wall, on the other side of the room is a large bookshelf filled with old classics

52. Jane prefers the simple life, and while the mansion is loud and chaotic- a part of her hopes that she can’t kill Jeff, so that she has an excuse to call this place home

53. Jane is a little scared of commitment due to the fact that she’s certain that as soon as she kills Jeff, she will runaway from the woods

54. Jane only has a few close friends because she’s afraid to make connections

55. Jane really does love the color black, and also loves the color red

[i-have-no-braincells]

okay miscellaneous unova elite four headcanons let’s go:

-grimsley is always bisexual to me. however i vibe with both him being cis and him being trans headcanons. either way he’s always gnc to me though.

-caitlin is trans (mtf) and uses she/they pronouns. she and shauntal are also both lesbians to me <3

-marshal is panromantic asexual and i really like the idea of him being trans (ftm).

-grimsley enjoys classic horror films from the 80s-90s. yk the really cheesy horror films where some of them could barely be considered horror. i also think he enjoys musicals, but specifically musicals like phantom of the opera, jekyll and hyde, little shop of horrors, sweeney todd, the beetlejuice musical. he enjoys some recent horror films as well, but he thoroughly enjoys the cheesy, old classics.

-shauntal, on the other hand, loves the fucked up horror movies. she appreciates well done gore. she likes the stuff that would make most people cringe or look away. she’s a little freak who finds that shit incredibly fascinating. plus, it’s wonderful inspiration for her books!!

-caitlin is not a big movie watcher. she will watch whatever anyone else wants to watch because they will be falling asleep during said movie.

-marshal loves his classic karate and martial arts films. he’s a big nerd for them and owns several posters of said movies. however, you could also catch him watching a stupid rom-com… just don’t tell anyone!!

-shauntal has dabbled in a wide variety of genres when it comes to her writing. she specializes mostly in horror, romance, or a mix of the two. but no matter what genre she’s writing for, there’s always certain aspects and nuance to it that defies the stereotypes of the genre at hand. she also is a common author to see featured in the LGBT section!!

-grimsley collects playing cards. it’s not a very special or unique headcanon, but he has a wide variety of playing cards all from different places or themed around things he enjoys.

-caitlin has narcolepsy. i think this is a fairly common hc as well. since she’s often falling asleep and experiencing dreams, her dreams are prophetic more often than not. their psychic specialty is prophecy and interpreting prophetic dreams, however i believe she has the ability to do basically any psychic power one could think of. i like to think she’s a very powerful psychic.

-marshal and grimsley have a very unique rivalry to me. they’re best friends for sure, and honestly marshal is not as competitive as grimsley is. but those two fuel each other’s competitiveness to all hell. they have a running tally on how many times each other have won during sparring matches. they would also die for each other.

-speaking of which, marshal is very much the braincell of the elite four. i do think he’s a bit of a himbo, but he is actually the most responsible of the four and has the best coping mechanisms and self control (as a martial artist should have). he loves helping his friends and finds enjoyment in such.

-grimsley is likely the least responsible. he is by no means a bad friend, and he’s obviously very clever and smart. but he has a knack for disappearing without saying anything only to show up hours later. of course no one trusts him with financial advice. and he absolutely loves messing with and playing pranks on the others.

-shauntal is very caring and a bit of an older sister figure to marshal and grim. she’s also the oldest of the group. this doesn’t mean she doesn’t also like getting into mischief with grimsley, the two are partners in crime for sure. shauntal also has a bad habit of getting too focused on her writing and becoming a temporary shut-in.

-caitlin is reliable and trustworthy when she can be. the others are very aware of her narcolepsy and obviously don’t treat her like they’re helpless, but they do understand she won’t always be present. and they’re okay with that. they’ve known caitlin for ages now and so they know how to help, assist, and work with caitlin’s diagnosis.

-speaking of caitlin, she has autism. i see a lot of people depict her as very bubbly, but i see her as more blunt and monotone. along with her constant tiredness, she doesn’t have the energy to keep up verbal appearances, and so sometimes she comes off as rude or apathetic. she also has a very sarcastic sense of humor, which grimsley finds extremely hilarious. she makes him laugh all the time.

-caitlin’s style is very pink and bubbly and has the black cat personality, while shauntal has the black cat style and the bubbly personality. they are gay <3

UH I SHOULD PROBABLY STOP THERE BUT YEAH-

[positivelybeastly]

Sometimes I feel like beast gets treated more harshly for some things than other characters are for almost identical actions. The time travel stuff especially, but the collective actions of the Illuminati as well

Heh. You know, it's funny, I was literally just grabbing a cap of some Stuart Immonen art from All-New X-Men #2, of a really pretty X-Jet, and, because I'm a glutton for punishment, I clicked the comments. Do you wanna read them? No? Too bad, I had to read them, so now, so do you.

"Hank is so self-absorbed it's incredible. No wonder the Watcher thinks he's garbage."

"Also, i think Beast should be lobotomized for his crimes against children and the space/time continuum."

"That said: f**k you, Hank. You are so weak and arrogant that you would risk destroying your oldest and dearest friends because you can't handle Scott helping mutants? You risk destroying the timeline and destroying your friends' relationships and their very minds and spirits."

Like . . . fuck, man.

It really is all just Bendis' fault. He made Hank do something so mind-numbingly stupid, and it was presented slap bang in people's faces, and LITERALLY NO-ONE stopped to question if it was even in-character for him to do this.

It wasn't, by the way.

Be warned, disturbingly hot, smart, and urbane Hank McCoy incoming.

OH HEY.

LOOK.

IT'S ALMOST LIKE HANK'S FUCKING SMART OR SOMETHING.

I JUST.

GET.

SO.

FUCKING.

ANGRY.

THE MAN IS FUCKING SMART. And then Bendis just has him do something so mind-numbingly stupid, and no-one even blinks an eye at whether or not it even made sense for him to do it.

And do you know what makes me fucking laugh? Is that other writers were actively mocking the plotlines as they were going on, but because so many comics readers are as dumb as fucking rocks, they didn't even realise.

Oh yeah, it IS almost as if people in the Marvel Universe regularly fuck the timestream without taking it for dinner or applying lube, I almost fucking forgot! But because Bendis decides that there are ramifications this time, suddenly Hank is the destroyer of all of space time.

Which of the three is it? Was this something that was always meant to happen, or not? If this is something that can happen when you meddle with space-time, why did Hank do it? Why? Is? Bendis-Hank? So? Fucking? DUMB???

And you know what, I need to bring this up, because LITERALLY FUCKING NO-ONE ELSE IN THE FANDOM EVER WILL

This was not a decision he made in his right mind? He was dying? His brain is seizing? He's having heart palpitations, in agonising pain, his mentor is dead and one of his oldest friends was the one who killed him, and he's in such a depressive spiral that he doesn't even want to tell the people around him that he's dying because he doesn't want to worry them.

But no, this is a decision that we're never, ever, ever going to let Hank live down. In fact, this decision is SO AWFUL THAT

Fucking blow me.

I know that I'm, like, seemingly the one X-Men fan that actually reads fucking comic books rather than going off panels I see posted on Twitter (this slight is aimed mostly at Reddit, not here, don't worry), but, like . . . god, I'm just so fucking furious that I had to sit, and watch a targeted character assassination, in real time, of my favourite character, and the fandom just fucking lapped it up.

Even now, the era from the end of Avengers vs. X-Men to Krakoa is called the Lost Era in mutant history. There are SO MANY THINGS that have been completely forgotten.

Hey, remember when Emma Frost did this?

Oh yeah, what consequences did she face for this?

Nothing?

The amount of shit that sticks to Hank makes me fucking sick. Everyone gets a pass for what they did, except for Hank.

The New Avengers/Illuminati stuff is the one that gets my goat, because do you know how Hank spent that time?

Buckle the fuck in.

Hank lacks the constitution for hard decisions.

Hank believes in the power of good men to change the world with ideals.

Hank will take the coward's way out, every time. The way that saves lives.

Hank will spend the time to talk, every time.

"We should help if we can. How could we not?"

Oh hey, Bruce Banner, I think everyone kinda forgot you were in this Illuminati too and you get a free pass!

Interesting.

Hmmmmm.

That last one REALLY makes me laugh because it really does just kinda read to me as Hickman pointing out that Hank's actions in All-New X-Men make no fucking sense.

And Hank has to just.

Sit there.

And take it.

And every.

Single.

Time.

Someone tries to put him back on the path to being who he is meant to be, some.

Fucking.

Jack-off.

Ruins it again.

Shit sticks to Hank like it doesn't stick to anyone else.

I'm fucking sick of it.

I ain't even touching the Percy stuff. That's just - phwaoooooah. Not to mention, I'm out of images.

Just sucks, man.

Just sucks.

[angelique-of-the-volturi-guard]

Thinking about an AU where Giles adopts Buffy while in high school, solely because I would die to see the following happen:

-Buffy giving Giles a hug at school on a bad day and some more immature boys are teasing her over it, to which she fires back that her dad chose her, would their parents have picked them if given the choice? Shuts them right up.

-Buffy and Willow having sleepovers at his apartment and Giles making tea in the kitchen, hearing them laugh and feeling himself heal a little in knowing that sound and the fact that Willow is comfortable there means he’s doing far better than his own father, and realizing that he isn’t lonely anymore.

-Wesley having no idea that Giles adopted Buffy and overstepping his boundaries as a watcher, and she tells him that the only one who can tell her what to do with her personal life is her dad and points at Giles. This is solely for the expression on Wesley’s face, which makes Giles chuckle.

-When Cordelia joins the group, Giles asks her if she’d mind teaching him how to do a few hairstyles in case Buffy asks for his help one day. She’s pleasantly surprised and agrees.

-When Willow and Oz start dating and she brings Oz to the apartment, Giles shows him his record collection and they play together a few times. Giles comes to a few Dingoes Ate My Baby concerts in support of him, and of Willow who is affectionately dubbed his second daughter.

-When Buffy and Willow get distracted in a conversation that Xander doesn’t particularly want to be a part of, Giles will sometimes ask for his help with things like making snacks or other small tasks and make a point of asking about his life and how he’s doing. He makes a point of helping Xander understand that just because he doesn’t have magic or powers doesn’t mean he can’t be a great man, and it helps with a lot of his insecurity.

-Because of the previous three scenarios, he gets dubbed a cool dad. He has no idea what to make of that, but it makes him feel really cool when Buffy and her friends show up to one of his performances and she says “that’s my dad” to somebody without a hint of embarrassment. That’s when he thinks he must be doing something right.

-Both he and Buffy have nightmares because of their respective trauma, but they help each other through it. If she has a nightmare and is still asleep sometimes he’ll quietly sing to her to calm her down. If she’s awake, he makes her a cup of tea and they sit together on the couch, watching TV in silence. This also applies to the both of them having them at once (though it is much rarer). If it’s just Giles with the Nightmare and he’s awake, she’ll grab a book from the nearest shelf and start reading aloud. The smell of books and sound of her voice always helps. And almost always, it ends with a hug.

-When Giles sees Ethan again after the costume incident. Enough said.

-The drive back to the apartment after school is when Buffy tells him about the actual things that happened at school that day- from the gossip to the actual academics. It is the part of the day where she feels the most like everyone else and she savors it.

-They have father daughter days sometimes on the weekend where they do things the other likes. They go to a restaurant they both enjoy, Buffy goes shopping with him, they go to a bookstore with a cafe and read a little with some tea, and they choose a concert they both enjoy to attend together when she gets a night off of patrol.

-Buffy insists they do a family portrait so they can do Christmas cards and she asks all her friends to come because they’re part of the family too 🥺 Giles has it framed and hangs it in the living room.

I could go on for hours, I just love them so much. 💖

[clementinelover12]

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Hey all ! Im Danny

🌸 🌼🌸 🌼

🪷 i’m 19

🪷 Femme lesbian

🪷 November Sagittarius, Cancer moon, and Sag rising (yikes)

🪷 This account is kinda just me blabbing about stuff tbh, sometimes NSFW, I don’t reallyyy understand tumblr so if i post weird ignore it, Im more than happy with dms/interactions from mutuals and I promise i’m nice!

🪷 Games I like: Fortnite (an OG and proud), stardew valley (I kin Hailey very much), minecraft, roblox, overcooked

🪷 Other hobbies: I love arts & crafts (specifically sewing and making clothes), HUGE reader, I collect elephant stuffed animals and figurines, I collect vinyls (I proudly have every elliott smith album on vinyl), I also am an avid movie watcher

🪷 Random facts: I work at an engineering company (any questions abt this stuff, i’ll be happy to answer), I’m 5’5 (and proud), I live on the west coast of the U.S, i’m in Uni for English, I currently have brown hair (yippie)

🪷 I would LOVE to be friends on goodreads, I read a lot of wlw books so if you’re ever looking for recs, look no further.

https://www.goodreads.com/user/show/142671269

🪷 If you ever want to be moots/friends outside of tumblr I don’t mind being insta moots (but dm me because i will NOT publish that)

🪷 DNI if you’re a minor, terfs gtfo, NO MEN, any weird, unkind bullcrap

[monkberryfields]

Tag nine (9) people you’d like to know better!

Thanks both @big-barn-bed and @heybulldogs for tagging me!

Last Song: "Junior's Farm" by Paul McCartney and Wings

Currently Watching: so....I don't watch TV anymore just because I don't have time for it so I watch YouTube. I really like watching the Watcher Entertainment boys, Kaz Rowe, and Loey Lane. I also watch random video essays about the Beatles from time to time!

Currently Reading: other than reading things for my master's thesis (hmu if you want to know about feminism and the American Spiritualist Movement), I am going to start reading Beatles '66 and Magical Mystery Tours

Current Obsession: other than the Beatles right now, I would say the Talking Heads and just collecting physical media in general. I've been obsessed with collecting vinyls, books, CDs, and DVDs.

Now I tag (no pressure to do it I just don't know who to tag aaaaaaaaaa): @bridgeoverstrawberryfields @jorvikpresident @peaceloveandstarrs @amidalasruby @lovedbythesun @noses-goses

I know that's six but I don't know who else to tag! Thanks guys!!

[changingplumbob]

Knightstone Household: Chapter 9, Part 4

Pollock: Mummy gift tomorrow

Suzanna: Yeah, it’s Winterfest tomorrow. When you wake up there’ll be a lovely tree and some nice presents for you

Pollock: I excite

Suzanna: Well before that can happen you need to sleep so snuggle down

Suzanna read a book to Pollock until he was snoring. After tucking him in she went over and tucked in Silas to. She was intrigued by human holidays and knew Winterfest should have snow. They never got any in Oasis Springs so she hoped Chestnut Ridge would put on a show.

Before heading to bed Suzanna attended to the various plumbing problems that had sprung up that day. The toilet in the guest bathroom needed fixing and the dishwasher had started playing up. After those she performed an expert repair on the shower she and Adam use.

Adam on the other hand had been working on his debate skills. He was almost at the top of his career but there were a few more things he had to upskill before he could try for a promotion.

Suzanna: Hey you’re human

Adam: Well you wanted to try a traditional Winterfest right? I see you’ve put on your disguise to

Suzanna: Yeah but... I may have been thinking about things other than Winterfest

Adam: Knew it! You’ve been glowing pink for hours

Suzanna: And the watcher put this new mod in and I can feel the heat of a flush in my cheeks, it's so weird

Adam: It looks nice. Do you think it’ll stay

Suzanna: I don’t know, she’s not too sure how the sickness part works but she wants to try

Adam: Man this watcher sounds much less stress than the Sixam aliens. You know I swear I saw a UFO when I activated the satellite this morning

Suzanna: Don’t worry about them. Worry about me

Adam: Care for an early present in bed

Suzanna: *laughing* Smooth, let’s go

During the night the snow started falling and our aliens transformed in to Winterfest Elves!

Of course wanting to properly immerse in the Winterfest spirit Suzanna made the family pose for a holiday photo. Happy Winterfest everyone!

The boys however were excited for gift time, and could hardly pull their eyes off the pile of gifts.

Suzanna: Alright, Adam you go first

Silas: I helped pick it

Adam: Hmm, too small to be a grill

Suzanna: Why would you need a grill in winter

Adam: I heard someone at work say they wanted one for Winterfest. Oh new paints! I’ve been looking for this blue for months but they were out of stock. Where’d you get it

Suzanna: Tell you and outlive my usefulness? I think not

Silas: What’s this

Adam: It’s a composition book. You were asking about writing songs so I thought you might like a place to write any you come up with. Your mum picked the colour

Silas: Thank you Daddy, thank you Mummy! Now Pollock it’s your turn

Pollock: For Pol

Silas: Yep. I went through my toys and I’ve found some you might like now that you can play with more

Pollock: YAY!

As Silas and Pollock discuss toys Adam pulls Suzanna away to give her gift to her.

Adam: Happy Winterfest Starlight

Suzanna: Let me guess. It’s an outfit you want me to wear

Adam: *chuckles* Not this time. I uh... I heard you talking to Shelley about gemology being a new skill? And I know you love to learn so I got you a book, I hope it’s the right one. I figured you’d like to learn a bit before cutting in to you collection

Suzanna: Oh Adam it’s perfect!

Adam: You’re not just saying that because I’m a hot head and could fly off the handle if you don’t like it

Suzanna: Adam, you’re my hot head. Besides, I know you wouldn’t mess with a woman with a simray

Adam: *laughs* I would not

Suzanna: I feel bad I only got you the paint now

Adam: Don’t be. You’re a gift to me, every day. I love you so much they can probably detect it on Sixam

Suzanna: *smiles* I love you right back, always and forever

Suzanna headed out to the garden and was mesmerised by the snow. She knew the watcher had installed a snow override but she hadn’t expected it to be this crisp and clear. It looked beautiful, and she loved seeing defined snowflakes rather than the old clumps. Most of the plants had spawned fruits, flowers and vegetables overnight but a few were still holding on to not growing. Hopefully when she returned to work they would snap out of their funk.

Inside Silas took some time to practice on the piano unobserved while Adam took Pollock to learn to potty. Their guests would be arriving soon and he didn’t want his youngest to miss it.

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[cmbenvs3000f24]

Unit 2 Blog Post

My ideal role as an environmental interpreter has been inspired by nature interpreters that have made a difference in my life. This has influenced the qualities I value in interpretation and would hope to share with others. 

A moment that has impacted my interpretation journey was going on a whale watching tour while visiting São Miguel Island in Portugal. While it was amazing to witness sperm whales and dolphins in their natural habitat, the interpreters also educated us on threats to marine mammal populations, such as ship collisions and climate change. Since the boat also operated as a research vessel, they explained all the instruments they were using to collect data on these species. This tour opened my eyes to marine mammal conservation issues, but did so in an uplifting way. After the tour was complete, I did not feel hopeless about the state of our whale and dolphin populations. Instead, I understood the importance of the research being done by the interpreters, and felt inspired to get involved. 

Whale watching on São Miguel Island, Portugal.

I am not the only one who has been influenced by nature interpretation in this way. In a study analyzing the conservation intentions of whale watchers, research showed that creating an emotional connection through interpretation increased the drive of tourists to protect these species (Jacobs & Harms, 2014). Reading this paper and relating it to my own experiences emphasized to me the importance of research-based interpretation in conservation. 

This also relates to Tilden’s Principles of Interpretation. In the textbook, these are explained as gifts given to an audience through an interpretative experience. Two of these principles, the gift of provocation and the gift of beauty, stood out to me. The gift of provocation is the inspiration that an interpretive experience offers to people, challenging them to think in a new way. The gift of beauty is an appreciation of natural beauty that motivates conservation. These two principles describe how I felt after my whale watching experience: in awe of the beauty around me, and inspired to help. As a nature interpreter, I would want to pass these gifts on to others around me. 

In short, my ideal role as an environmental interpreter would be a combination of research and interpretation. I am interested in collecting data and studying wildlife, but also in sharing this information with others. This could mean working as an ecologist at national park or conservation area, or anywhere that people go with the goal of connecting with nature. I would love to help foster this connection in an enthusiastic, uplifting way.  Since this position may require driving research boats or leading hikes, I would need a wide variety of basic outdoor skills. I would also need a broad knowledge base on the topic that I am sharing, as I would want to be able to answer questions with confidence. 

A photo taken at Pacific Rim National Park on Vancouver Island. I hope to work at a national park or conservation area in the future.

Experiencing good nature interpretation, and being given the gifts of provocation and beauty in a research-focused way has been inspiring to me. I would love to help pass these gifts on to others as an interpreter. 

Works Cited

Jacobs, M. H., & Harms, M. (2014). Influence of interpretation on conservation intentions of whale tourists. Tourism Management, 42. https://doi.org/10.1016/j.tourman.2013.11.009

Knudson, L.B.T.T.C.D. M. (2018). Interpreting Cultural and Natural Heritage: For a Better World. Sagamore Publishing LLC. https://sagamore.vitalsource.com/books/9781571678669