#its probs nothing crazy like she was probably just in a fight or caught her head on something when she was out an about and got a scratch

[minimoefoe]

my mum said last night that the cat has some kind of bump on her head and I was like maybe its a tick and she was like yeah maybe but i caught her just now and she has some weird scab with pus in it on her forehead right up near her ear and it's kinda gross actually

[bananaapplewaffle]

A Twisted Halloween: Spectral Soiree Book 4 and Book 5

No thoughts, head full of Wanderer soon

Book 4: Escalating Fight

I’d Like to Move On & Nary a Chaperone Silver…

Crowley what you doing on this line

Yeah Jack and Silver are highkey too serious to be startled

Plus the skills/abilities they have

Man I can’t wait till I get stopped lol

We are big behind y’all

Oh we back at the school

Well I guess someone has to die then, Sam

looks around the room

Highkey why do they listen to this old coot

Silver/Jamil/Jack | Bury the Lede

Oh baby I have to do 90 lessons

I wanna perish

Oh northern shaftlands are forestry!

WAIT

SILVER IS LITERALLY FUCKING SLEEPING BEAUTY

Listen, two things:

One, Ion her name. I may have owned Sleeping Beauty on VSC, she was not on the same level as Brandy as Cinderella.

Two, yeah we know Silver is SB, but damn it is sometimes crazy. I didn’t watch the live action Maleficent movies but—

Silver, sweetheart

What do you mean you fought bears

JACK STARTING FIGHTS WITH THE UNSUSPECTING

AND HERE’S A ROAD BLOCK

Just Keep Going & Kneel Before Me

And we're back!

So in the time that I was supposed to do 10 lessons with Jamil

I ended up doing the 30

Then 20 with Ortho in Alchemy

Oh and I also updated both this and my writing blog, so go give those a look on desktop lol

Imma be real tho, I’m very tired of these back to back fights

Jack…

PRINCESS SILVER

THAT’S ALL I CAN SAY

Just a schemer

Lilia was just teaching you whatever the fuck huh

Oh baby we’re in that one forest from Nightmare Before Christmas

WAIT WE HAVE TO DO ANOTHER SET OF POSSESSED PEOPLE

GIRL

KALIM

I’m surprised Jamil didn’t say more shit

But he probs will after this fight lol

SILEEENCE

Oh baby my job is barking up a storm

In her sleep

SILVER WITH THIS PRINCESS OF HEART SHIT

“And I’m sure Jamil feels the same way.”

Jamil who was minding his damn business and wanted nothing to do with the speech: What.

Oh wait that does kinda make sense

Oh hi Jamil

That the students would be possessed to be taken over

And that’s how even those with keen senses wouldn’t have known

Riddle/Ruggie/Ortho/Jade | Seize the Initiative & Rule 124

WHAT

RIDDLE HAD NEVER SEEN THE OCEAN UNTIL COMING TO THE SCHOOL

BITCH WHERE IS THE BEACH EPISODE

Ooooooo~

Me holding up a camera as Ortho scares the ghosts:

You’re doing amazing, sweetie

Oh my god what rule is this

…

:)

I’m all ears

RIDDLE SWEETHEART WHAT ARE YOU DOING

OH MY GOD

WHAT KIND OF FUCKING RULE IS THAT

SIX HOURS?????

FLOYD NOT IMPRESSED AND YOU KNOW IT JADE

AND HE WAS SINGING

OH NO HE’S BEEN CAUGHT DURING THE REENACTMENT

Ruggie, Riddle is pissed.

He’s probably gonna set the dead ocean on fire before leaving

NOT ANOTHER ROADBLOCK

A Comfy Bed & Is This Blackmail?

My fucking laptop died lol

This position sucks

ANYWAY

HE’S ALWAYS MAD ABOUT THE WERIDEST SHIT

WHEN YOU WALK AWAY YOU DON’T HEAR ME SAY

NOOOOOO

WE’RE IN THE FUCKING STAIRCASE

AGAIN

SIMPLE AND CLEAN

Okay whose next

WHO THE FUCK JUST USED STEAL

Oh its Azul!

SHIKAMARU???

ADMDM,AS.DMSA,DASM .SADM

ORTHO WITH THE CASUAL ASS

“Yeah I was recording literally everything. I’m always recording literally everything.”

Rook/Trey/Sebek/Deuce | Take More Interest! & A Major Influence

This is certainly a group

Okay so Silver knew about Mulan

And Rook knows about Mushu

Sebek talking about the three good fairies

WHAT

WAIT

GIRL

WHAT THE FUCK IF

SEBEK AND ROOK WERE RELATED

BITCH

NOT TREY GUSHING OVER THE FACT THAT SEBEK’S DAD IS A DENTIST

Oh my god Deuce is in a fucking mood

Oh my god trey is such a fucking nerd

Love him

PERIODT DEUCE period

YOU STUCK UP FOR YOURS

Nah nah nah

Rook why you running from the question

I hold Cater and Rook so close and just go

“What the fuck is going on with y’all?”

Small-Time Punk & Lack of Confidence & But A Prelude

Alright who's next

CATER

ITS CAY-CAY

I wassjust talking bout you

Deuce— he’s talking ya language

And highkey Trey that’s the problem

Cater needs to pop off at someone

WOAH

THE VOICE THO

WAIT TWO???

VIL???

Oh this has to be the one that possessed Deuce because why is Vil crying

Oh…sorry for ignoring you?

And the ghosts are gone…

MALLEUS????

Oh no we’ve sent him into a tizzy

Leona/Ace/Floyd/Epel | Get Digging & No-Man’s Land

Onto the last group!

SIKE

Gotta do the last few lessons

That took so much longer

Leona: I learned a valuable thing in the lab…ADHD

Ace bestie…

You better chill with Leona my beloved

SKSKSKSKSKSKSK

TWO WITH ONE

Oh honey’s gonna sing for the class

…

You can’t see it but I’m making a

“Gon head and explain” face

That’s Cute & Serves You Right

LOOK AT ACE

JUST KNOWING SHIT

But I mean yeah…you do play Basketball with Floyd soooo

Whose the last person?

I am simply not keeping count

OH SHIT IT’S IDIA

Idia I’m so sorry they're gonna hit you harder than they need to.

ACE YOU BITCH

Yes, yes you do, Leona.

They funny thing about it is

Idia is probably pretty fucking strong

You and your big mouth, Ace

THAT WAS IT???

What a terrible closer…

Good thing they released Book 4 and Book 5 together

And that its gonna be on this same post!

Book 5: Final Fright

Wide Open

Sebek.

No.

NOT MORE STAIRS

GASP

RIDDLE AND ACE

Deuce don’t be mean to bestie

Oh shit everyone’s together!

AWWWW

THE BROTHERS REUNITING

Jade shut the fuck up

Yeah it is kinda weird that y’all all united at this very moment.

A LOCKED DOOR

Chile lemme gon head and summon the Keyblade

Have this open in a jiffy

IS THAT THE DOOR

THE DOOR TO DARKNESS?

In Milord’s Presence & Breach of Etiquette

What the hell

One of them pictures on the wall look like Oogie

Who laughing

And why is it Lilia

I FUCKEN KNEW IT

I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS

PUSHED HIS OWN SON AWAY

Malleus this is not time to be playing music

I wish I could hear what he was playing lol

Ace: Damn he fucking it up

Everybody playing in on this shit

Cuz these two ain't possessed nor are the others

Riddle: NAH NA NAH

Riddle: WHY THE FUCK AREN’T Y’ALL IN COSTUME

This man is talking to the Heartslabyul students specifically

Still Merely Human & Proper Hospitality & By All Means, Weep

These bitches really bout to make me fight

Silver calling for his father in front of the fam

WHAT THE FUCK

THE VOICE

OH MY GOD

WAIT HE GOT EVASION????

NOT ON MY DUO MAGIGS

NOT MY RIDDLE/RUGGIE DUO MAGIC MISSING

Now we gotta fight Malleus

Yeah you’re right about Riddle

She sure was fighting children

GIRL WHAT

IMMUNITY TO FIRE????

HE’S GOT STRAIGHT UP IMMUNITIES

BB Sebek dedicating the victory to Malleus like he didn’t just fight him

Leona: Oh, so I’m Kingscholar now. Bet. You were never possessed to begin with.

LILIA TO THE RESCUE

PERIODT ACE WORRYING ABOUT THE BESTIES

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

OUT OUTFITS CHANGED

Aaaa

I liked the purple tho…

And Grim fully broke the cover!

It Define All Logic & Let This One Go & Totally Hostile

These were the ghosts we for some reason never seen

Oh my god

He felt for them at “never been invited”

OH HERE I COME

FINALLY AT LEAST

A WHAT

AN ESCAPE ROOM

PERIODT TELL’EM SILVER

WAIT

WHAT

THE REMOVED US FROM THE PLOT YET AGAIN

DO I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING AROUND

Revived Here and Now

OH MY FUCKING

THEY’RE ABOUT TO MAKE A FUCKING DISCO BALL

I'M GONNA THROTTLE SOMEONE

ALL THIS FUCKING MAGIC EFFECTS

JUST FOR A FUCKING DISCO BALL

Listen don’t come for Leona being all smart and shit

NOT A ROADBLOCK

Its fine I only need to do 19 more lessons

A Whole Lotta Steam & Give Me Your Hand & No Need To Be Shy

Oh we got a twistune!

Oh hey we’re back in the plot!

Silver and his disney princess ass

Lilia’s “raise the roof” just about took me out

The girls WILL be fighting after this party is over

OH?

THAT WAS SO CUTE

Wait give who who’s hand?

Also side note

Malleus has a fatass tail

Good for him

ARE YOU FUCKING JEALOUS ACE?

Man get over here and dance with us

Aawwww my little baby Ortho

He’s making so many good memories.

I mean Lilia that is your whole ass son

Yeah you’re strong and shit but he’s still your child and gonna worry about you

“GEE THANKS, DAD”

TOODLES Y’ALL

ITS OVER FOR ME

But what Jamil didn’t know

Is that Lilia is literally Silver’s father

You better hope this doesn’t go to his head

Trey outing himself

He in fact can barely keep with the beat

He will NOT be dancing at the function

Eye on the Ball & I Wasn’t Invited?!

Not Grim falling asleep

He really is like a baby

…and me

Shit let me put some good food back like that

Yeah I’d be ready to sleep too

OH MY GOD THE DISCO BALL IS A FUCKEN PORTAL

…

Oh my fucken

They knew

OH

THEY DIDN’T KNOW ABOUT THE GHOST PARTY

BUT THEY WERE HAVING THEIR OWN

They really said “Move bitch!” to the teachers

Its morning!

It really was a Halloween to remem—

WHAT FUCKING POWERPOINT SLIDESHOW IS THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Twisted Ramblings

[stannabethchase]

pjo/hoo characters as among us colors + how they play (a definitive list):

percy is dark green, obv bc of the sea etc. the superior color, 10/10 not just because it’s my go-to lmao. i feel like dark greens a pretty neutral color but slightly better at imposter than crewmate, but gets shit done pretty well either way. goes for dark blue or cyan if he can’t get green, and matches cowboy hats with annabeth but might wear the cheese hat when playing alone.

annabeth is white. just her aesthetic, and closest to grey for wisdom, athena, etc. she’s definitely binged game theory videos and will win as imposter or crewmate every time, but has the best imposter strats and will not hesistate to kill/frame you. same vibes as that guy on tiktok who’s an absolute god at among us, dream energy for y’all who are on minecraft yt. facilitates discussion and is crazy convincing either way. goes for black or blue if she can’t get white, twins with percy on the cowboy hats. percabeth is defo EXTREMELY competitive w each other and fucking terrifying when they’re an imposter duo.

grover is lime, if nothing else for the nature aspect, but i also think lime green + dark green make a good team, ie percy and grover’s friendship that rick still hasn’t acknowledged but iTS FINE he’s definitely a hell of a lot better at crewmate than imposter, and prob genuinely feels bad for killing folks. has the sprout hat (or the goat horns as a joke) and plays as yellow orange etc as fruits if he can’t get lime.

hazel goes for yellow bc i feel like yellow is almost never imposter and just kinda vibes in the background, not super active in discussion but can kill a bitch if necessary. bad bitch vibes, probably goes for purple or cyan if she can’t have yellow. DEFINITELY has a witch hat for #jokes and you CANNOT tell me that she, annabeth and piper (+ percy on occassion) haven’t recreated the tiktoks where the witches chaotically run in circles around dead bodies. immaculate vibes all around.

jason’s cyan because i fucking hate cyan and his eyes + the sky or whatever. noob energy even though he’s played a lot but he’s got the spirit. better as crewmate than imposter but not amazing at either (sorry to come for you like that my guy), and he probably goes for blue or yellow if he can’t get cyan. does not wear a hat, or goes for the toilet paper to match w piper’s plunger (see below).

piper’s blue or pink (sarcastically ofc), i can’t really articulate it but those are just the vibes. she’s decent at both imposter and crewmate but has a knack for imposter, esp when teamed with percy, leo or annabeth. wears the toilet plunger hat and goes for black blue or pink.

frank is red bc red is always imposter but shit at being imposter, and i feel like he wouldn’t know how to play all that well and just do it for fun w his buddies. red can usually be pretty aggressive in chat but we’re gonna ignore that bc my king would NEVER. idk why but he probably has either the chef hat or toilet paper, and goes for brown or dark green if he can’t get red. also probably gets killed first or voted out first, but we still have to stan x

ok i hate to be basic or whatever but nico’s always black. he doesn’t get it, he dips from the lobby and joins another. good at imposter and pretty good as crewmate, can usually find liars. i also feel like he’d be a lil trigger happy w the vents but never gets caught bc he’s experienced in shadow travel lmao. definitely has the same energy as those plague masks so that’s for sure his hat.

reyna’s purple bc she’s hella roman, absolutely fucking terrifying as imposter, esp when teamed w annabeth or jason, and usually facilitates discussion in chat. wears the knight helmet as a hat, and goes for black if she can’t get purp.

leo’s orange bc ✨fire✨ and he probably wears the scream mask. absolute fucking chaos as the imposter, and acts sus for no reason as crewmate. ok at both, may be slightly better as impos. goes for red or brown if he can’t get orange, name is prob festus or some shit lmao.

anywho these are the colors they’d use, i will not be taking criticism at this time. for all you connabeth shippers, conner and percy would 10/10 fight over dark green to impress annabeth, and yeah❤️ hope y’all enjoyed

[danurso]

Eat your words

(Felt like writting something for my OTP, and here it is)

*During yang’s 11th birthday party*

Alexander: so, are you ready big guy?

Jaune: *shaking nervously* y-yeah, i think i am.

Irina: great, now go there and make mommy proud. *pushes jaune forward*

Jaune: o-okay. *walks towards yang*

Raven: what are you two planning?

Irina: ohh nothing much.

Ghira: should we be concerned? Last time you were planning ‘nothing much’ was during the parents reunion on school last year.

Irina: what about that?

Ghira: *deadpans* we found you beating winchester to an bloody pulp because his son pushed jaune from the slope.

Irina: MY BABY BOY HURT HIS LEG BECAUSE OF THAT!! DID YOU EXPECTED ME TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!?

Ghira: *sighs in defeat*

Kali: *sheepishly* just forget about it honey, you know how irina is protective with her kids.

Qrow: not only her, you womans are all crazy when it comes to that.

Summer: *with a cute smile and a dark murderous aura around her* even me honey?

Qrow: *sweating bullets* err...i...i mean that...i...im sleeping on the couch right?

Summer: yup.

Qrow: *sighs* goddamit.

Tayang: *snort* pussywhiped.

Raven: did you say something?

Tayang: *flinches* n-nothing! N-nothing at all, hehehehe...

Raven: *rolls her eyes* thought so. So, are you going to tell us what you’re planning or should we call the ambulance already?

Irina: don’t worry about that, it's just that jaune wanted to say something to yang, i just helped him to choose the right words *proudly* although he was the one who did most of the job on his own.

Alexander: i still think we should’ve gone with my idea.

Irina: *deadpans* if he followed your advice it would be just like our first meeting.

Alexander: *blushes* h-hey, i thought that was pretty smooth okay?

Irina: darling, i love you, but your pick up lines were always anything but smooth, if your mother didn’t smacked some sense into your thick skull we probably wouldn’t be married today. now shut up, he’s about to say it.

Tayang: wait, what is jaune going to say to my little princess?

Irina: shush it already!

...

Weiss: why do i still come to your parties?

Yang: cause we’re friends!

Ruby: best friends!

Blake: and probably because you have no other friends then us.

Yang: that too...now stop being a party wrecker, lets play!

Weiss: i-

Jaune: *nervously* h-hey girls.

Weiss: *rolls her eyes* great, you invited mr.scraggly too?

Ruby: don’t be mean weiss! jaune is our friend too!

Weiss: whatever...what do you want?

Jaune: err...i...eh...y-yang...?

Yang: that's my name.

Jaune: *blushing* t-there's s-something i want to say to you.

Yang: sure, spill it out vomit boy.

Jaune: o-okay. *pulls out a small thorn paper* I-i’ll be the warrior to f-fight for our love.

We will fly t-together, fly higher t-than the dove.

I’ll be y-your wall and shield you from d-danger.

I’ll t-take all the pains, for t-to me they are no stranger.

Y-you’ll be the q-queen in the kingdom of m-my heart.

And t-then I’ll be the k-king, so we’ll n-never be apart.

Y-you’ll be my majesty, I w-will serve you f-forever.

A-and for all of t-the times, I w-will leave you n-never.

My l-love f-for you, for sure has n-no end.

So t-tell me y-yang *blushes even more* would you b-be my g-girlfriend...?

Mothers: awwwwwwwww

Tayang: what the- what does he think he’s do-

Raven: *holding his shoulder tightly* don’t get in the way.

Tayang: *nervously* o-okay.

Yang: .

Yang: ..

Yang: ...

Yang: pfffhahahahahahaha! Where does this poem came from!? Its so cheesy it's hilarious!

Jaune: *deflated* oh...okay...sorry...i-i thought you would like but i guess i was wrong... *starts to walk away while tearing up*

Yang: but i did like it.

Jaune: w-wait, reall-

Yang: *kisses his cheek* yup, i loved it.

Jaune: *blushing* s-so that means...

Yang: i would love to be your girlfriend.

Jaune: r-really?

Yang: *nods*

Jaune: okay...i-i’m really happy...j-just give me a moment so i can- *passes out*

Ruby: JAUNE!! *kneels besides him* WAKE UP!! DON’T WALK TOWARDS THE LIIIIGHT!!!

Weiss: are you really going to date him, as like, your first boyfriend ever?

Yang: why not?

Weiss: yang, he’s an avid nerd, he’s always talking about x-ray and vav, he has no motor coordination, he’s short, ugly and is scraggly as a stick, why would you even consider this idea?

Yang: He’s a nice friend, and i think he would do a great boyfriend.

Weiss: *sigh* it's your funeral, im not going to say anything about it.

Yang: careful weiss, you’ll end up eating your words like this.

Weiss: i highly doubt that.

*on the beach ten years later*

Ruby: WEISS!! *tackles weiss*

Weiss: LET GO YOU DOLT!!

Ruby: NO!! I MISSED YOU!!!

Blake: let her breathe ruby.

Ruby: *pouts* okay... *lets her go*

Weiss: *sighs getting up and wiping the sand out of her* five years, i’ve been out for only five years and this is what happens when i get back?

Ruby: *still pouting* you shouldn’t have picked a college so far away from us.

Yang: well, at least you had the decency to show up in our family barbecue.

Weiss: it was the only opportunity i had, final exams will start next month so i need so relax a bit before digging back in the studies.

Yang: wow, you learned how to relax! Are you sure you’re really weiss?

Weiss: shut up you idiot!

Blake: it's her, absolutely.

Weiss: please, don’t start you to- *phone goes off* No. Way. In. Hell. *turns phone off*

Ruby: who is it?

Weiss: neptune.

Ruby: your boyfriend?

Weiss: ex-boyfriend, caught him cheating on me a month ago.

Yang: wow...it must be tough, i'm sorry for you ice queen.

Weiss: *sigh* don’t be, i knew i shouldn’t trust him. Men are all the same, you can’t trust any of them.

Yang: nah, not every man is like that.

Weiss: really? So you never had to deal with an asshole of a boyfriend before?

Yang: nope.

Weiss: so you never really had any problems at all? Wait, forget about it, you used to date jaune when we were kids so of course you had problems.

Yang: i actually never really had any problems with him.

Weiss: are you serious right now? Just the fact that you used to date him already counts as several problems.

Yang: not actually, jaune was always the perfect boyfriend. He was really shy in the beginning but he got a lot better with the time.

Weiss: forgive me if it's hard for me to believe in that.

Yang: it's okay ice queen, every group of friends needs their sceptic one right?

Weiss: *rolls her eyes* right...i never really asked you, but how did you two break up? Was it long after i went to college?

Yang: *grins* who said anything about me and jaune breaking up?

Weiss: wait...don’t tell me you’re still dating him.

Yang: okay, then i won’t tell you that i’ve been in a happy and healthy relationship with him for the last ten years.

Weiss: ...i can’t believe in you, how did you managed to stand besides that short, ugly and scraggly idiot for so long.

Yang: because i really love him, and well...the fact that he's not so short, scraggly or ugly anymore does help a lot.

Weiss: what do you mean with tha-

Jaune: *hugs yang from behind* hey there sunshine.

Yang: hey there ladykiller. *turns around kissing him*

Jaune: sorry for the late, my sisters were trying to convince my dad to get a new grill and throw the old rusty one away.

Yang: it's okay, i don’t mind.

Jaune: ...weiss? Its you? It's been awhile, how are you?

Weiss: *frozen staring at the tall, handsome and defined blonde wearing swimming trunks, a tank shirt and standing before her* w-who are you?

Jaune: it's me, jaune. You don’t remember me?

Weiss: o-of course i remember you! But when did you got so...so...

Yang: *with a grin* Hot? Handsome? Stunning? Sexy?

Weiss: *blushing* tall.

Jaune: *sheepishly* i think it came along with the age, i didn’t noticed until yang pointed it out.

Weiss: *still blushing* h-how didn’t you noticed that!? Anyone can see it clearly but you only noticed when your girlfriend pointed it out!?

Yang: ex-girlfriend ice queen.

Weiss: w-what!? Didn’t you just said that you and him were in a healthy relationship!?

Yang: and we are, but im not his girlfriend anymore *grins showing her a diamond ring* i’m his bride.

Weiss: ......YOU’RE WHAT!?!?

Yang: i actually wanted to talk to you about this, our marriage is going to happen in about seven months, and i wanted you to be one of my bridesmaids since blake already is my maid of honor.

Weiss: ......i-i really don’t know what to say.

Jaune: just accept it, yang really wanted you to be one of her bridesmaids.

Weiss: i’ll think about it, its too much information for my brain to process in such a small amount of time.

Jaune: take your time, you have seven months to think in a answer.

Weiss: r-right.

Jaune: now if you excuse me, sun challenged me to an surf competition and i need to show him who’s the king of the beach.

Yang: okay, i’ll be cheering for you.

Jaune: thanks sunshine.

Yang: no prob handsome *leaning against his chest* now be sure to win okay? If you do, then you can be sure that the title of ‘king of the beach’ isn’t the only reward you’ll gain today~ *winks*

Jaune: *blushes slightly* okay, then you better let this reward ready, cause i'm not losing to anyone right now.

Yang: thats what i wanted to hear *slaps his asscheek* now go there and show him who’s boss!

Jaune: yes ma’am! *takes off tank shirt and bolts towards the water*

Weiss: *blushing and staring at his perfect chest and abs*

Yang: *chuckles*

Weiss: *blushing* w-what’s so funny!?

Yang: it's nothing, i'm just thinking about a stuck up girl i met several years ago, and that always said a lot of bad things about jaune, but now she’s drooling all over him. Isn’t that funny?

Weiss: *blushing more* IT'S NOT!!!

Yang: ready to eat your words now? I said you would regret, didn't i?

Weiss: SHUT UP!!! I DON’T CARE ABOUT THAT BIG STUPID IDIOT!!

Yang: hey! Jaune is not stupid nor idiot *with a perverted grin* although i will admit, he is big reeeally big.

Weiss: *atomic red* i hate you...so fucking much...

Yang: love you too ice queen, but now please take your eyes out of my future husband’s abs, the only one allowed to ogle at them is me.

Weiss: *angry embarrassed noises*

[melikeylikeyjimin]

Foliis

Word Count: 3.8k

Pairing: Jimin x reader

Genre: Supernatural, tragedy, fluff, angst.

foliīs; noun: dead leaves; fallen leaves

The cold sweat dripped down his neck, plaguing him. The dark shadow that had stood over his small figure for the past three years, caused him to cower at the slightest raise in anyone’s voice. He covered his ears, desperate to try to block out the blurred words of hate. He had to. It was the only way to protect himself, after all he couldn’t fight back. He couldn’t bring himself to fight back against the man he used to trust, love, and know.

His own father.

For Jimin, the worst place he could be wasn’t work or school, it was home. After his mother had died, his father began to drink more and more, desperate to drown his sorrows. Before, she had passed, Jimin’s life was like any other normal persons. Middle class, a nice family, and decent amount of friends. Since her death, his dad became more and more attached to alcohol to the point where there was hardly a time he wasn’t drunk off his ass.

Jimin could still remember when him and his father would go out and do all those “father-son activities.” He missed those, but he wasn’t sure how to get through to his father in the first place. Being called a mistake and being told that he was the reason his dad was hurting--because he resembled his mom in so many ways--did not make him feel any better about helping his dad. His only time away from his dad was when he would go to college and when he worked. He started working almost as soon as his life had been flipped upside down by the death of his mother. He was desperate to get the money that would get him away from his abusive dad. Coming back from his thoughts, he hadn’t even realized that the screaming had stopped, he still laid there cowering in fear, tears pricking at his eyes like needles, but he refused. He would not let the man who was causing all of his pain see that it hurt. He did not deserve the pleasure. Looking up, he saw his old man laying on the couch, a mumbling mess, face red as a fresh sunburn. Despite hating how his dad treated him, he laid his father on his side to make sure he wouldn’t choke on his own vomit. Escaping back to his room, he locked himself in his room. He began to prepare for his long night of finishing homework. He wanted to be able to get a good job after college, he needed to. He wanted to get the money to live on his own and be independent. If it were up to him, he would never see his father again. Sighing while running a hand through his hair, he began working on his load of advanced probs and stats homework.

Tuesday. Tuesday was one of the few days Jimin wasn’t going to school and working. Tuesdays, he would go to classes in the morning but then the entire afternoon he was free to relax and be on his own. Most students would go home, but for Jimin, home was his last option. Walking down the empty sidewalk, he decided to just take a stroll around the unused area near the campus. It was silent. Jimin could hear a faint sound of water in the distance. Jimin loved to look into the water’s reflection. Even if he wasn't’ always happy with what stared back at him, it was calming to him. Sneaking through the brush, he decided to look for the so called water. It was calling for him. The sight that he was met with was unreal and unnatural in every way. Jimin had never seen something quite like it. The clear water in the distance was faint to his ears. Standing tall and proud, was a singular tree. Walking over to it, he could feel the soft soil pressing into his covered feet. He sat down beneath the tree to drink in his surroundings. The soft soil pressed onto his small parts of exposed skin. Looking up at the trees leaves, he was mesmerized by the pattern of them as they let filtered sunlight through. Closing his eyes, he never felt at more peace. The sound of nature surrounded his very being. Birds, flying to and from all over, taking small rests on the tree’s sturdy branches. The lack of cars or other present beings. The only thing being the overwhelming feeling of tranquility. The wind blowing through the leaves, the sharp grass that gently cut into the rough skin of his palms, delivering the crisp taste. A taste that he couldn’t get anywhere else in the craziness of normal everyday city life. The smell of that distant water as it wafted through the breeze, letting him sample the clear clean taste anytime he breathed. The view of the sun, blinding as it delivered the warmth of heat to contrast the wind of the area. The sky that Jimin could get lost in. As if it never shifted or moved. So clear and blue that he thought for a moment, time stopped to let him savor this moment in life. The few clouds that wisped against the blue in contrast, painting the sky to look like an unfinished brush stroke, a brush stroke where the artist ran out of paint. The serene scratching sound of leaves being rubbed against the large tree’s rough trunk. Smell of air that he thought he would never smell again. An air free of chemicals, dirt, smoke, and any unnatural thing in the air. He had never experienced such a feeling in his life before.

The wind caressed his face with its gentle hand. Letting him know that everything was good and okay. He felt like he never wanted to go back home now. Something about the land around him spoke of temptation and that made it hard for him to pull himself away from where he was.

Seeing the sun set in the distance told Jimin he should probably head home soon. He didn’t want to even if he knew his dad wouldn’t have missed him if he never came back home. Gathering his stuff, he forced himself to stand and head back through the small opening.

Eyes.

The feeling of someone watching him caused him to take one more look back at the lonely tree. A flash of bright green contrasted against the dark wood in an unnatural way. Focusing on it, he simply realized it was a butterfly. A butterfly that disappeared from his sight just as fast as it had appeared. He shook the feeling off and continued to make his way back to his house, ignoring the new presence in the air.

Going back and forth from school to his new little hideout was something Jimin enjoyed. He swore he saw the same butterfly many times now. It was as if it was begging for his attention and for him to entertain it. He would let the butterfly land on his hand as it wished, he wasn’t a big fan of them but the presence of this butterfly offered only comfort.

Saturday. Jimin for once in the first time since he started working had Saturday off. His feet already knew where he wanted to go. In no time, he found himself walking towards the little opening to the new place he almost considered his home. There was no shelter, but this expanse of land was home more than his own house could ever be.

His breath got caught in his throat seeing the presence of another person other than himself in his home away from home. The sound of his throat caught your  attention. Your head turning around, and piercing Jimin’s very soul with your bright eyes. Unknowingly Jimin made the connection of your eyes to the very same color of the butterfly. You were breathtaking to him.

Hair that floated gently in the wind. Large doe eyes that froze him in his very spot. Your sun hat and pure white dress that almost made him think he was seeing an angel in real life.

“Hi?”

Jimin felt like he couldn’t speak to you. He moved his lips to make words but nothing came out. Your head tilted in confusion at his lack of words, “Are you okay?”

You walked closer to him and Jimin finally found it within him to talk, “H-hi…” Your concerned look fell and was replaced with a smile as bright as the very sun that beat down on the two of you.

“I was beginning to think you couldn’t see me!” You admitted. He gave a tight smile, not sure what to do with himself.

You turned around and sat down on the grass, patting the ground next to you in invitation to sit. Not wanting to be rude, Jimin walked forward and sat down a reasonable distance away from you. Jimin was nervous. You were beautiful in his eyes and he didn’t know what to say or do. He couldn’t tell how old you were, but you held an aura of innocence making him think that you had to be younger than him.

“-at’s wrong?”

Jimin’s head shot up at the words, “Sorry, what was that?”

“I asked what’s wrong.” You frowned..

“O-oh, sorry! I just wasn’t paying attention.” He felt bad. “Say, what is your-” He turned to face you but no one was there. Jimin’s eyes bulged in confusion. Weren’t you just here, where did you go? Was he imagining you all this time? He shook his head in confusion and got up and left.

The next day, Jimin visited again and there you were. He walked up to you, a bit more confident this time. “Where did you go yesterday?” He asked.

You turned your head to face him, “Oh, sorry about that. I remembered I had something to do!” He could tell that you were possibly lying to him but he let you slide by.

“Anyways, how did you find this place?” He asked.

You grinned, “I live close by. I visit all the time.”

“How come I’ve never seen you before?”

“That’s because I’m always-I mean I see you here and you always look like you want to be left alone, so I do.” He nodded his head.

“Wanna play twenty questions?”

Jimin looked at you surprised, “What?”

You pouted slightly, “You never seem to hear what I say.”

“N-no, it’s just it took me by surprise.”

You stayed silent until Jimin sighed, “Okay, what’s your question?”

Your eyes lit up, “What’s your name?”

“You could have just asked me outright, you know.”

“I do, but then it’s no fun.” You were quirky in your own way. Jimin found it hard to keep up with you sometimes, but he found himself welcoming the change.

“Jimin.”

You smiled, “Well, nice to meet you Jimin.” It was now his turn.

“Okay, what’s your name?”

“No repeat questions!”

“Fine, how old are you then?”

You looked down, “Hmm, nineteen.” He nodded. You were only a year younger than him. Jimin kept asking and answering your questions, but not once did he catch your name. Regardless, he found himself at ease around you. You felt like a blanket. Jimin could feel his heart beat a little faster every time you smiled that big goofy smile of yours. The night got darker and darker, but the two of you continued to talk the night away. Time wasn’t even a thought in your minds.

Weeks and weeks passed as Jimin found himself spending most of his free time hanging out with you. Mostly meeting at the tree, but he would also take you to coffee shops and anything he thought you would like.

He didn’t know when it happened, but he found himself deeply infatuated with you. He wouldn’t exactly call it love yet, but there was definitely something about you that drew him in like a fish on a hook. You had him almost completely wrapped around your finger.

Laying next to each other under the tree, Jimin looked over at you, drinking in your features.  His eyes landed on your lips, soft and plush. He felt the urge to just kiss you, but the moment wasn’t right. His eyes trailed down your neck, marks around your neck that he had never noticed before. “Those marks.” He said out loud. You turned to face him. “Where are they from?”

“Marks?”

“On your neck, they look like burns wrapped around your neck.” He was concerned for you. Were you being abused at home? Had someone done that to you, or had you even done that to yourself? You continued to look at him in confusion. You weren’t sure what he meant by marks on your neck.

“What do you mean?”

Jimin’s fingers came to graze over the marks, his fingers making contact with your skin. You let out a wail of pain as you tried to get away from his hand. Jimin’s hand shot away from you as if he touched fire. He felt bad, had he hurt you? Tears pricked your eyes as you gently tried to feel over the mark.

“I-I’m sorry, I was just curious.”

“I-It’s okay. Let’s just forget about it.” Your pupils were blown wide in fear, your body trembling. Jimin wanted to bring it up, but he was never one for confrontation, so he let it slip. He gently grabbed your hand and held it. His heart skipping a beat when your hand squeezed his back.

He was crazy for you.

Coffee. He watched as you smiled at him from across the table. He had taken you to this coffee shop many times to the point it had become a regular spot for the both of you. He found out extremely quick that you had a great love for coffee.

Whenever the two of you came, you’d order something new, tasting the new flavors that were presented to you. He would catch himself smiling whenever you would go off on a tangent about something that you loved.

You were passionate whenever you spoke, your voice full of purpose. You were everything Jimin wasn’t. He was quiet, delicate and didn’t have many real and legitimate hobbies to absorb himself in. You, on the other hand, enjoyed painting. Your endless talks about your favorite artists, from Monet to Picasso to Van Gogh. He had zero interest in art, but he could listen to you talk about it endlessly.

Many times he had asked to see your work, but never once had you actually let him. Always saying that you weren't any good or that you were shy. He knew it couldn’t be that bad, after all, he enjoyed everything you had to offer.

“Jimin.” He looked up and met the bright eyes that always filled him with a warm fuzzy feeling.

“Yes?”

“What should we do after this?”

He shrugged, his indecisiveness coming through. “You can choose.”

“But, I always choose.”

He smiled his bright smile, “That’s because I’ll be happy as long as we’re together.” Your cheeks became dusted with pink. He was proud for making you flustered, it meant that you felt something from his words. He looked over at your drink seeing it was empty.

“Here, you decide what to do and I’ll get you another drink.” You nodded and he got up to order another iced coffee.

“One medium iced coffee, please.” He spoke to the barista behind the counter. The barista gave him an odd look but placed the order and let him pay for it. Jimin couldn’t understand why he was given such an odd look. Had he said something off? He looked around and saw people whispering about him as they tried to keep quiet about their opinions. Jimin shrugged it off and sat back down across from you.

You smiled as he sat down. “Did you decide?”

You nodded, “I just wanna go to our place, it’s so nice there.”  Jimin nodded in agreement. The waiter came by setting the iced coffee in front of Jimin. Jimin gave the waiter an odd look before setting it in front of you. He found it slightly rude that the waiter didn’t seem to acknowledge you at all. The waiter gave an awkward smile before leaving the two of you. Jimin rolled his eyes while you gave a sad smile.

“What’s wrong?” He immediately jumped to see what was wrong.

“Oh, it’s nothing. Don’t worry about it!” He bit his bottom lip, not understanding why you never told him what was wrong. He sighed as he watched you finish your iced coffee in record time.

“Let’s go.” You smiled. He smiled back and grabbed your hand before walking out of the coffee shop, feeling many questioning eyes on his back.

Jimin was in heaven. Your body laying against his as he got to hold you in his arms. There was an unspoken love for you had for each other. His heart was racing and he had a feeling you could hear it as you laid on his chest.

His fingers threaded through your hair, combing out the small knots that were in it due to the wind. “Are you comfortable?” You hummed in content. He smiled down at you. To him, you were a gift sent from heaven.

“Jimin, can we visit your house?”

Jimin tensed up at your words. He had many reasons why he didn’t want you near his house, the main one of course being his alcoholic father. He would never forgive his father or himself if you got hurt. “I don’t know it’s-”

“Please, Jimin?” Jimin sighed, and nodded.

“We’ll go when I think it’s the best time.” He was going to try to bring you there when he thought his dad would be passed out or out of the house. He needed time to sneak you past him and get you to his room where he could lock the door or have you stay when his dad was out at the bar or something.

“We’ll go in an hour.” You grinned at him and it managed to calm the war within his heart.

Unlocking the front door, Jimin quickly led you inside his house. He didn’t hear anything so he figured he was safe. He grabbed your hand and went to lead you to his room. “Be quiet, I don’t know if my dad is awake or if he-”

“Who the fuck you talking to, boy?” Jimin gulped but didn’t say anything. His throat feeling unusually dry.

“I asked, who the fuck were you talking to.”

“W-what do you mean..?” Jimin tried to play it off as best as he could.

His dad scoffed, “Crazy bastard, starting to talk to yourself as if anyone cared about you.” Jimin was confused. Obviously his dad had to of been able to see you.

“Come on, let’s go.” Jimin decided it wasn’t worth the trouble so he rushed back to the front door to flee.

“Get your ass back here right now, you lunatic!” Jimin ignored his father and dashed out the door, making sure he never let go of your hand.

Getting back to their place he panted and went to look at you, you weren’t out of breath and the sad smile was back on your face. He cupped your cheeks, “Hey, what’s wrong?” Your eyes widened in fear as you were about to shout something.

“Jimin, watch out!” Jimin had no time to react before he was grabbed by a police officer.

“What are you doing?!” Jimin asked.

“There have been many complaints of a lunatic running around talking to himself and disturbing others. You have the right to remain silent as anything you say will be used against you.”

“Where are we going?!” The cop stayed silent as he pressed the handcuffs to Jimin’s wrists, restraining him.

“Wait! No, I need her!” Jimin screamed after you as tears fell from your eyes. Jimin was dragged off as you tried to run after him.

“Jimin!” Jimin was shoved into the car as he watched you run up to the door.

“I’ll find you, I promise!” You shouted to him but before he could reply, the car took off. Jimin looked behind him to see his beautiful angel a mess.

Solitude. That’s where he had been put. He continually denied that he was crazy. You were real and he knew it, no one could change his mind. His angel was real. Jimin spaced out, he had no one to talk to and nothing to do.

He felt a hand on his cheek. He looked up with his lightless eyes. You found him. The light returned to his eyes as he pulled you to him. He buried his face in your neck as he took in your presence. “I found you,” You whispered.

“Thank you.” You hugged him back.

“How did you get in?”

“Well, I haven’t been a hundred percent honest with you…”

Jimin looked up at you, “What do you mean.”

“I’m dead.”

Jimin laughed, “You're dead?” You nodded. He laughed some more but your face stayed serious. “You’re not joking?”

“I wish I was.”

He chuckled softly, “So, I am crazy.”

“You aren’t. My feelings for you and everything else I’ve ever said is still true about me.”

“So what now?”

“I-I don't know.”

“Stay with me?”

“Jimin, I can’t.”

“What do you mean?”

“Remember those marks on my neck..?” He nodded. “Well, when you touched them, I remembered how I died.”

“So?”

“When we ghosts are allowed to wander earth, we usually have no memory. This is so we don’t get attached to life here. But, when we remember things from our past life, our time is up.”

Jimin gave out a dry laugh, “So you’re going to leave me here?”

“I’m sorry…”

“How long do you have?”

“I don’t know, I’ve fought it for days now.”

“Please, just stay with me until then…”

“Okay.”

A couple days passed and even Jimin could see your color fading. Slowly he was unable to touch you anymore. Your body becoming transparent. “J-Jimin.” You softly called out his name.

He opened his eyes seeing the sight he dreaded. You falling and fading away. “Please! Don’t leave me here! I love you, you are all I live for! So please, don’t go…” He screamed his voice hoarse.

You had your own tears streaking your face, “I love you too.” He tried to hold you close. “Jimin, My name.” Jimin looked at her waiting for you to say it. He wanted to hear it. “My name is…”

Gone. Jimin held his head in his hands. He lost the only thing he cared about. All he felt was the empty space that you had left in your wake.

Sitting there he had many regrets. If you had never come into his life, would things have been different? Would things of been better?

“I wish I could curse you for leaving me, I wish I could say I wish I had never met you, but I can’t. I miss you. I wish what we had could have been forever…”

[eriecanary]

"Once more Unto the Breach" "This again?" and "Holy shit everything is on fire."

(Send me a made up title and I'll tell you what I'd write)"Once more Unto the Breach" I like this it sounds like it's a quote of something. I think this would be a story about Ossia. Mostly because one of my favorite songs is called The Breach and one of its lines is:"Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, I'll push the cart" which reminds me of her. I'm not sure what it would be about tho? An other idea would be featuring Glaster but I don't want to go into too much detail with what that story would be about cuz it's minor spoilers to Glasstale. Spoilers might actually be a strong word for it but I have this idea and I don't think I've made a public post about it yet. "This again?" So much I could do with this. I have several characters who get caught up in way too much shit XD I like to think it'd be about these 2 ocs I've only mentioned to one other person before. Their names are Skylar and Alex. Skylar is an android brought to life by Alex who's a witch. They're funny and for this story I imagine Alex walking in on Skylar having what appears to a human as an identity crisis. She's not, it's just that she read this new magazine on latest teen fashion and trends so she's p much demolishing her closet cuz nothing in there is trending. She sees it as a logical update, Alex sees it as a fucking mess they're going to have to either clean up or build another robot to do it. And as the title would suggest this has happened before XD"Holy shit everything is on fire."This would be some shitty antic story with Malay and Shalamit of course! Those two will probably end up burning some poor sap's house out in the countryside. It'll be set up funny tho and at the end of the night/day the dude will be left running to the nearest neighbor's house with the crazy tale of a pair of bickering demons bringing hell to earth. They prob would have been having an annoying sibling fight, saw the lights from his house and thought it'd be fun to crash there for the night. Chaos of course ensues and the dude isn't given much of a choice when it comes to housing the two hotheaded demons.

[oncethrown]

We! Are! Family! (2x16 Review)

Building on last week’s awesome character stuff, this episode also did a lot of deep character stuff, did a fantastic job of using it’s ensemble cast to explore the same topic in different ways, and then offered us a lot of drunk Clary nonsense as a palate cleanser between scenes of actual substance.

If palate cleansers tasted overwhelmingly of garbage.

Alec Learns About Black White and Grey

Setting Alec against Robert for this whole episode, particularly given the hints we currently have about the upcoming episode, was masterful writing. Robert’s disgusting corruption against Alec’s naivete. Robert’s decimated morality against Alec’s barely challenged innocence.

And Robert’s dead marriage vs. Alec’s brand new love.  

Alec and Magnus’s relationship has faced very few internal challenges. Alec and Magnus are very firmly in the honeymoon stage, and the previews are hinting that may not be the case next week.

Enter Robert. Robert has been half of a complicated marriage for decades, and is currently married to a woman he no longer loves, and presumably hasn’t loved for a long time. We know Maryse and Robert were fighting last season, and in the books Robert cheats on Maryse sometime around Isabelle being either conceived or born, I don’t remember.

I’m not condoning cheating, but adult relationships are complicated, and I believe Robert when he says “It’s complicated”. There are thousand things going on in his and Maryse’s marriage. Maryse’s ambition, her dedication to the Lightwood legacy. Their shared past as members of the circle. Their shared exile from Idris, their shared scapegoating of Hodge. These are two people who, when they were young, fell under the sway of a madman, and then betrayed him and ran from their homeland with their baby and probably weren’t the same people any more afterward. Were not the same people who had fallen in love to begin with.

But Maryse said in the last episode that they weren’t going to get divorced because there was the legacy to think of. The two of them have probably had that legacy conversation a thousand times. They’ve probably loved and hated each other, tried to convince themselves they could get divorced, then ultimately decided that they couldn’t over and over again. And kids make everything a nightmare. They probably both love the kids, but disapprove of the way the other loves them, (and let’s be honest, they both abuse and neglect the kids, and probably only think the other does) and we know that neither wanted to hurt the kids by saying anything too true about the other. These two people are genuinely caught in this impossible, ugly snarl.

That ugly snarl is similar to Alec’s political position. He wants to run an institute, but it’s difficult to follow Clave orders and still be the leader he wants to be. He wants to move up in the Clave, but knows its rife with corruption.

It’s nothing like his relationship status though. He and Magnus are firmly ensconced in the honey moon stage. There have been challenges and problems, but nothing that changed the fundamental internal ease of the relationship. They haven’t had a conflict that wasn’t solved with love and honesty.

But that doesn’t last. And Robert is standing there in Alec’s office trying to explain to his incredibly black and white son that grey sometimes shows up when you aren’t expecting it. And Alec is going to understand that when it means how to discuss the whereabouts of the soul sword… but it’s going to be a lot more complicated as a lie of omission to Magnus. Being the head of the Institute and sleepin in the High Warlock’ bed every night doesn’t stay easy. In a way, Robert is a harbinger of doom for Alec’s story.

But Alec is also a grown up, and he has to accept parts of his father’s grayness as their story moves forward. He acknowledges that his father is right— he has to stay in the institute even though Jace is in trouble. He has to acknowledge that his deeply imperfect father does care about him, and is using the influence he has to try to protect him.

But he also has to acknowledge that his father’s influence has a dark origin and that his father has done a lot of bad things.

Which is a super awesome story to pit against Sebastian and Valentine.

Sebastian and Alec actually have very similar statuses in these two plots. They are both sons whose fathers have failed, and they are both struggling with that failure. Alec’s is corruption and infidelity, and Sebastian is evil and being sent to hell… so they are… ya know. Wide parallels. But parallels nonetheless.

Sebastian almost gets to be the emotional outlet that Alec will never be allowed. Sebastian and Alec are equally angry with their fathers, but Sebastian is the one that gets to scream and threaten and let loose on his. Sebastian could be Alec’s Anger Translator. It also gives us an inverse of Alec’s storyline. Robert fucked up and Alec didn’t. Robert is indisputably the bad guy in that pairing. And then in Sebastian and Valentine’s story, it’s not that easy. Sebastian murdered people. Because of what Valentine made him. Valentine was afraid of Sebastian, because of what Valentine made him. Sebastian is a monster because of Valentine’s fear, and Sebastian is demanding retribution because what Valentine did is unforgivable. It’s Alec and Robert’s storyline with the brakelines cut, and it’s a really well done emotional compliment to that story line.

What makes Simon’s entry into this Sons and Families storyline so interesting is that it’s so thematically similar, while every other element of it is wildly different.

The only person Simon has to forgive in his storyline is himself. On a day of atonement, Alec and Sebastian have long lists of the sins of the father, but Simon is angry with himself, and… in the end forgives himself (Neither Alec nor Sebastian forgive their fathers). Simon clearly blames himself for his mother’s drinking.  He blames himself for worrying his sister with the blood thing. He doesn’t hear Bubbie Helen’s criticism of his not going to temple, but it’s clear that he would blame himself for not going.

And none of them place that blame on him. Helen sort of hand waves not going to temple, his mother blames himself for the drinking. His sister seems to blame the other band mates for the weird blood gimmick.

Maia echoes this when she talks about her family and says that it’s not anger that keeps her from reconnecting with her family, it’s guilt.

And then Simon almost lightheartedly accepts blame for not knowing more about Maia’s hopes and dreams. He admits that he’s been self-centered, but they don’t agonize over it. Also, everyone apologizes to Maia when Helen assumes she isn’t Jewish.

It’s also worth mentioning that Alec and Sebastian deal with antagonistic father/son relationships, but Simon is in a scene with four women.

This is the kind of thing I really wanted to see Shadowhunters start doing, and they really hit it out of the park. Those parts of this episode were cohesive and important. They built on each other, echoed and contrasted each other and gave us this super solid thing about sin and forgiveness, father’s and son, and how complicated family can be. They also fleshed out our characters, telling us all kinds of things we didn’t know about Maia and Sebastian and gave us peices to keep the plot going forward— like Robert’s mysterious (and crazy gross) backchannel with Imogen, the real location of the soul sword, Sebastian having Valentine and why he took him. Simon and  Maia chemistry.

And Then there’s Clary

I’m actually getting exhausted with hating Clary, but the writers won’t cut me a break. Not every plot has to be on the same wavelength, it’s completely fine that Clary’s story line just dipped it’s toe into the main theme with her wide eyed “My brother is alive” shit at the end… but this plot line was a disaster, and should have been given half the time it was given. This plot accomplished 4 things:

1. Showed us that Clary’s Super Special Powers! Are so Super Special! That she is the only non warlock who can do the portals. 2. Taught us that Lake Lyn exists (probs important later) 3. Tried (and failed) to create post incest Jace Clary lost when Jace’s Super Special Powers! Save Clary from Lady Madness 4. Let Clary know that she still has a brother.

And like…from a writing perspective, I’m sure those things are important for something they are building toward, and it’s not their fault that I already know what it is because I’ve reading the steaming horseshit pile of source material.

But they have written 26 episodes now where Clary has no goal. No motivation. And yet another episode where she’s weak and pathetic and has to get rescued by whoever wants to put his penis in her the most.

She shouldn’t be the main character if she’s just a battleground for dick-wetting.

And like… an hour mystic drunk in the woods is the closest she’s come to experiencing consequences the whole time, and it takes two people to rescue her.

In the Year of Our Lord Two Thousand and Seventeen I don’t want to watch the main female character cured of hysteria by the right dick. I hate everything about it, and that makes me hate Clary and I don’t want to hate Clary.

And the writers have restrictions placed on them by the fact that they are adapting from a book… but compare Shadowhunters to something like True Blood? The books True Blood are based on are impossible to read sober, and the True Blood abandoned them by like episode 9 of the first season.

If you want me to give a flying fuck about Clary “Blink at You Until You Love Me” Fray you have to give her a story. You can’t rely on shitty storylines from a decade ago (and a tumultous decade at that) to make me give a damn about her and frankly I’m offended that the writers are lazy enough to think they can. They’ve been coasting on Clary since day one, and if that’s all they can do… fine. But then Clary can’t be a main characters. Maia can be the main, Izzy can be the main, and Clary can just show up in a wet dress from time to time with her crusty eyelashes, and eventually get killed off.

I haven’t quite hit the point where Clary is just the irredeemable nonsense that I forward through… but I’m getting damn close.

Live Reactions:

They have to do something about this fucking intro. 

It is impossible to watch this show in a room that isn’t black out dark. We’re not all rich enough for TV rooms or curtains, Shadowhunters. Turn on a fucking light on set. 

Simon and Maia also have chemistry. Alisha and Alberto could have chemistry with moldy bread. 

Gross. Robert. 

This father son conversation about where the black and white and grey go is interesting. And it’s fascinating to compare Alec and Maryse’s interaction to Alec and Robert’s. Especially because Maryse was terrible to Alec… and Robert was terrible to Maryse. 

Fuck you, Clary. This isn’t Jace’s fault. You could have not fucked your best friend when you weren’t sure what you wanted. You are the worst. I hate that they keep pretending you’re the lead. 

I kinda doubt you need to fake Magnus’s hand gesture. 

You are very pretty, Sebastian

You sent him to Hell? What the fuck are you going to do?

After 90 seconds of Show Sebastian, I am totally invested in his story. I cannot wait to see what he does and I need to have him be a main character. 

UUGGHHHHH Clary, our female lead, is now helpless and falling down in the woods. FFUUCCKKKKKIINNGG Shadowhunters

Under enough stress to scream at a 9 year old until he won’t leave his room? Cheating? Existing? I want Robert dead by Mid Season 3. 

Listen to Izzy. She’s smarter than everyone you know, and the Inquisitor is obviously dirty. 

Emeraude is the only one who says “by the Angel” like it’s a real phrase she has used before. Official award for this to Emmeraude. 

I would care that you found a pile of Jace guts… but I’m sure that you’re just hallucinating or some shit because you are the weakest character on the show and women aren’t allowed to succeed at anything on Shadowhunters. Maybe, despite the cold, you’ll be in a wet white dress by the end of the episode. 

Wow. Okay. Will and Alisha are now the stars of this show. They would be so good in a scene together is the writers could possibly write a scene good enough for the two of them to be in. 

Gross. Robert. 

This is just so much Clary being on screen with no drive. I’m super frustrated with how Clary doesn’t have to have a story to be the lead. Everyone in this episode wants something and has multiple layers of want and opposition. Clary is lake drunk in the woods. That’s not a plot. That’s halfway decent weekend. 

Oh no. Not lose her mind forever. They might have to put her in the gard. We might never hear from her again. Oh no. 

You know… Valentine deserves that. I’m on board. 

Izzy could also be the lead of this show. She stuck to her beliefs while the Clave threatened to derune her. She actually gives a flying fuck about downworlders and has repeated it with fewer lapses than everyone else. The downworld respects her. She overcame being forcibly addicted by a superior who wanted to rape her. She’s the best shadowhunter in the Institute. She’s smarter than everyone. Izzy is the Hermione Granger to Clary’s Giant Squid. 

Boy-magic saved her. Girl magic got her in that mess to start with. Thanks Shadowhunters. 

This dialogue made me throw up my wine. 

Gross. Robert.

Yes! Stand up for your baby brother Alec. 

There is no way Robert threatened to do anything to the Clave. He’s lying. He’s always lying. 

Feeling bad about sending your son to hell doesn’t make him less sent to hell, and he still doesn’t see you as a son, Sebastian. Just an experiment.  Kill him, it’s fine. 

Maia and Simon, you are the best. Please be one of the most important parts of the show. 

Is Maia and Jace fucking ever going to come up again? If not what was the point?

Careful Clary, he’s sexy reading and you are but a wee pathetic lass

That is the most obvious chain they could have possibly picked. Why not just tape it to his forehead?

Clary’s desperation to find her brother had better be linked to her mother’s death. The writers have got to be able to make that teeny tiny leap.

[aliciagaliano]

Crossed Roads, chapter 8

Author's Note: Another relatively short chapter yay, next one probably will be long as usual

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Disclaimer: Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs belongs to Sony Pictures Animations.

The respective OC's belongs to me.

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Tear up this town Blinking in the sunlight as the walls come down This fire will burn Digging for a truth that just can't be found Don't want your lessons in love I want to tear it all up

Tear Up This Town - Keane

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Flint… wake up…

He pretty much lost his conscious almost after he saw Alice back, only finding himself in the darkness wanting to sleep and recover from the entire jolly ride of the day… he groaned when the voice talked to him, remaining in the same place and position…

Wake up… Flint please!

"I wanna sleep… Marlene?"

His eyes suddenly opened pair in pair to find himself surrounded by destruction as there was someone standing in front of him like a beast in four legs, realizing it was her… Maximus was, on the other hand, staring at her scared as apparently was the first time he ever saw her in that way with a couple of big claw-like cuts upon his face and other parts of his body… the inventor tried to move, feeling his body burning in pain and how it also felt like it was going to rip in tiny pieces with the slightest movement.

Again Flint tried to move, feeling his abdomen burning in pain more than any other part of his body due the wild punches he got before, "Alice..." He slowly, almost silently said, now he looked some parts of her body, he realized some of her most severe wounds healed already, her hair looked messier and somehow, slightly longer and spiky-ish, his body made another attempt to move, wheezing in the process and coughing a bit…

His coughing made her turn around and look at him, indeed looking like the panther when his mind went lost due rage, to then turn back towards him growling softly after she heard her enemy moving a little bit; as much he could tell, there was something he missed in the minutes his mind blacked out as there was significantly more destruction than before… once again he tried to move in vain feeling number than before, his whimpers brought her attention back onto him, making her quickly start to help him to try to sit down…

It was almost in vain, the pain was much more than he could handle…

"Flint..." She softly whimpered seeming remorseful for his actual state, slowly her features seemed to go back to normal as now her main focus was him and not Maximus, "I'm so sorry… this is all my fault..."

"It's alright Al… I've got w–" He couldn't end the sentence as he started to cough heavily, covering his mouth with a hand, to then spit some blood on his hand and on the soil...

That only added fire to the volcano…

He tried – empathising on tried to ease her rage somehow but it was too late; she clenched her jaws hardly as the demonic features came back remarked as the purple aura surrounded her entire body again.

Without hesitating a single moment she turned around back to the Panther man raging brand more than before, loading lots of air in her lungs, launched another roar full of pure and burning rage directly to Maximus, causing another shock wave that sent him flying back, moving at high speed towards, appeared opposite powerfully to punch his chin, everybody swore to have almost heard a cracking sound, to then see his body flying towards the grasslands being closely followed by the girl.

Now the two major threats of the moment were gone, the townsfolk got out the shelter and tried to follow their fight as crazy it could be, the only ones who stood were Brent and Alex who finally managed to move and Tim with Henry, going to aid his beaten son… the three teenagers felt amazingly bad for the inventor this time, among all the many times he got teased and that kind of stuff, they never thought they'd see him in that very way…

And Flint? He was completely done, barely conscious once again, when his father moved him all he did was agonize, whimpering in utter pain, "Flint… you're…" He tried to say.

"I need to stop her… dad..." He said, "I need… to–" He didn't end the sentence again due a heavy coughing, letting out some blood once again, "Shit..." Mumbled trying to get up by himself, yet his body was refusing.

"You really, really need a damn medic, Lockwood." Henry said, trying to stop him.

"No one here... is going to need anything if… if no one stops her..." The inventor said, "We may not be here… anymore if… she keeps rampaging like that…" Again he tried to stand up against all odds, not caring the pain crossing his entire body, "I have to stop her..."

Using all his will he finally managed to stand up, barely, but up, being supported by his father and the other three to not fall once again, between his breaths they heard his lungs wheezing loudly, with the panther man having made a lot of internal damage… "Son, it's very dangerous and you can't even walk..." Tim said softly and concerned, "I don't want you to risk your life again… I don't want to lose you..."

"I know dad..." He said, tearing up in response, "I told you when I found her…: she's my responsibility now… and I'm responsible of what she does..." He looked down cleaning his mouth from the blood, to then look at his face, not directly to his covered eyes, looking determined, "Look you know I've… said stupid things to her today… I still need to fix that..."

Without saying anything else he turned around and tried to make his way towards the battleground, wobbling to the sides about to lose his balance… and it was going to be a long way where he mightn't be able to reach in time… before he could fall again, the three (temporally) ex-bullies held him tight making themselves responsible for their early behavior.

Despite all the pain he was feeling at every single movement, with their help they rushed towards the grasslands almost running out of time...

The least the fisherman could do now was wish them luck.

Once the four arrived they encountered behind a huge crowd – pretty much the entire population witnessing the battle from a safe distance and keeping the children behind as it was quite a brutal scene that not many could handle, they stood quiet for a second, then the stomach of the inventor started to burn again making him cough for the third time, but he couldn't give up, it wasn't an option in any case. Once again filling himself with determination, they got through the crowd all together, to then being stopped by Earl, Cassie, and Cal:

"Flint, where are you all going?" Cassie asked worried, much more to see him so… beaten, "Oh God… you're not planning to–"

"I must... stop... Alice..." He interrupted without much air, just walking was too much, "I really need to stop her… I..."

The young inventor almost fainted again, but was stopped by them group that forcefully had to put him down, making him whimper in pain, his hand made its way upon his chest wheezing, to then, obviously, start to cough badly…

"Dude, you're completely nuts!" Calvin exclaimed surprised, scared to see him so badly injured, "He almost killed you, and this time she perhaps will try to kill you again! She's completely out of her mind and you're not in the shape of even moving a single muscle! It's suicide!"

He tried not to swear out loud again...

"I agree with my little angel," Earl said, "Flint Lockwood, you've got way too many hits on your head! You're gonna die, I can't let you do it!"

Indeed nothing could get his nerves more than hearing the same thing all over and over again even if they were right and had a fair point, even his body was still screaming and pleading to him to lay down and lose his conscience, he was too weak in the worst possible physical condition with so many injures and a possible internal bleeding… perhaps even about to die…

It wouldn't matter if everybody else had the same fate as him… and that'd happen if he didn't stop her…

"Earl… in the same way you're responsible of your son… she's mine..." Many more tears were coming out his eyes again, "I've said hurtful things… almost related to this… entire disaster… she's my only friend… I need to solve this… it's the only way..." Throughout the overwhelming, burning pain his body felt he quickly got enough strength, somehow to stand back up, "Let me do this…"

The police officer decided to meditate about it for a few moments before getting to an actual decision, after thinking a little on his son, he gave the green light to Flint to go, who became happy for that. Then, there was this massive light that felt like blinding everyone once again, this time it wasn't coming from Maximus... was from Alice with an arm in high covered by dark energy raising a new massive ball of energy similar to the one from two chapters ago; she didn't seem to no longer measure her own limits, with everyone only looking scared, he realized that she had left the alien panther unconscious…

His predictions weren't the best as his fears became true, "That attack can reduce the entire planet to star dust. And all for wanting to fix affairs with Maximus..."

"What?" The six people around him exclaimed alarmed

"Are you saying that if she doesn't stops now, we will be universal history?!" Earl asked fully alarmed, Flint only nodded slowly, "What the flipping heck are ya' waiting for, Lockwood? Go now!"

Without any more doubts, ignoring all the damn pain once again and making them go to a safer place (something they didn't), they ran direct to the place, he still felt pain, but it didn't matter now, the only thing that mattered was to make her react before it was late.

His eyes caught then a huge rock and right in front of it, giving her back there was her preparing the shot of grace; it was tall enough, perfect to jump, he took one moment to jump out of there, falling behind the girl by surprise, making the giant energy ball disappear, bringing a momentary peace for everybody else. Both began to struggle with everything they had, Flint trying to hold her arms while she tried to break free, the young man had problems to contain the superhuman strength of Alice, but somehow he was managing to do it...

Of course something had to happen...

Alice arose a few inches from the ground and began to hit herself wherever she could in a desperate attempt of getting free from the grip of the young, becoming harder, stronger, horrible pushing him to be closer to release her, clinging with more force to it but losing them fast at the same time due all the damage he was getting. Things just got uglier when she raised in the air, and began to fall back in a hammer attack, with all the intention of making Flint let go, who this time was doomed.

When they arrived at the ground, a huge cloud of dust arose in the area, scaring everyone because of the unknown fate of the young inventor. From the top of the curtain of dust, Alice jumped out, completely unscathed, her hair became more pointed, as well as their nails and teeth walking on 4 feet, dust, a hand appeared dragging on the ground... the young inventor just couldn't move anymore. He was very exhausted, even more than before, his lungs were wheezing more than they did before, his arms almost had no more forces to stand up, yet again like a miracle or as a power taken from inside he stood up again, barely, but did it.

Quickly he tried to hold back Alice, who was close to charge a new supernova, before he got the chance to hold on against her again, she disappeared, reappearing behind him... he didn't have time to react…

A scream of pain crossed the hills and far away calling everyone's attention, his body barely had time to process the burning sensation crossing his back in diagonal... Alice, who has strived to protect him just gave him a giant claw scratch on the back, tearing his lab coat and leaving him with a huge wound of four claws. Neither he could believe it...

Completely lost in rage and unconsciously, she began to beat him, and ultimately, she sent him flying against the rock where he had jumped before, attempting to stand, the dark energy took the form of a gigantic claw, and scratched to Flint again, leaving a huge claws in the stone and doing the same that happened to his back, making him split blood, and weakening him completely...

Tim, who arrived a while ago looked to the scene scared, his eyes couldn't credit what he saw neither Earl nor any of her friends or the three bullies: the young girl just attacked her best friend mindlessly, Brent looked also at the scene expecting a real miracle, at least one small...

And Flint… he was defeated on against the rock sitting down on the soil without feeling his back, without feeling something small and drained of energy... the damage which had received before by Max, and now by the young, he was thinking... just things... who was really, what was his purpose in life... Why he is still alive...

He never realized when his mind left...

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When he recovered his conscience he found himself alone in the middle of the grasslands, at the feet of a big, familiar green tree as the sky was clear and painted with the colors of the sunset, he sat down quickly feeling totally confused as the last thing that came to his mind was everything fading away, realizing he didn't feel pain… actually, the thing that called his attention the most was realize he was completely unharmed, as if he never got beaten…

Slowly, confused and disoriented he stood up to see where he was, finding there was a familiar lake in direction of the sun setting and someone sitting at the shore of it… curly brown hair, around fourteen years old, wearing a simple white dress… he couldn't believe it… she repaired in his presence, showing a pair of warm brown eyes and a happy smile… "Hello Flint, nice to see you again..."

He slowly approached to her still unbelieving what his eyes were seeing, the girl stood up showing that her dress was at the height of her knees, he remembers that they were around the same height, now he was actually half a head taller than her… without saying anything all he did was hug her so tight at the point he didn't want to let go again, she giggled in response and hugged back, having been like a lifetime…

"Marlene I…" He said, a lump was forming in his throat making him feel like choking, he was so emotional in that moment, only to have her index finger upon his lips.

"I'm glad to see you too, Anthony..." His expression was one of cringe, as if he hated to be called like that, she giggled again in response, "How come you can hate an amazing middle name? I always thought it suits you."

"Why did I tell you so…?" He asked looking ashamed, yet smiling, she invited him to sit down and look at the sun falling slowly, the light refracted on the surface of the water, the ambient was calm… it was so charming, something he needed a long time ago… "So… am I… dead…?"

She went silent for a moment, like wondering what to answer, "Well, actually no, but almost..." She said, "This place is most likely a place in your mind where time is relatively dead, where we can talk without worrying about anything else. A place of you and I… somewhere only we know..."

He looked to the sunset again, with his eyes crystallizing with tears as the deep sorrow of her loss came back, he couldn't handle it again, covering his face with both hands to sniff hard and whimper softly; her hand caressed his back to then get hugged from a side, "Why didn't you let me take you…?" He asked, "I could've saved your life… maybe you would still be alive if… if..."

"Flint… there was nothing to do for me… in either way, I would've left you, and I know how painful it still is but you have to let go and move on..." She took his left hand and pressed it with hers, feeling it wet due tears, "There's nothing that hurts me more than seeing you suffering… your mother is the same, we don't want you to keep yourself stuck with us and just move on..."

The inventor stuttered an apology encountering himself in a very sensible point in his emotions, yet his pain was understandable. Sometimes even she felt amazingly guilty for what happened feeling that she was the one who should apologize for causing him so much troubles throughout the couple of years she's been gone… "Hey, listen…" She said again, "I'm the one who owes you an apology for bringing you all of this pain to your life. You've lost your mother in a similar way, then I left and you got back to be alone… but now just focus on the people down there who loves you. You have your father, your monkey Steve, and now Alice..."

Friends had their upside downs too, that's what she explained: it was natural to fight sometimes, but if the friendship was true then they'd come back together and keep going, renewing their bonds and making them stronger every day; it wouldn't be in any other way than that. It always takes time learning to fly, at the same time it was hard to find a friend and an answer to some simple questions… in any case, they'd come together if things among were real and not just a smoke screen…

Looking at the sunset he understood what she said, starting to fell encouraged to try again even if he could fail over and over again; the spectrum of reds and blues of the sky reflected in his eyes showing what felt like determination and understatement, as if something inside got to knowledge a missing thing, to then close his eyes and smile. Not with grief, nor regret, but with peace… he looked to her eyes. "Thank you Mar…"

"Don't thank me silly, you just needed a little guide to understand..." She said, "In any case, if you're telling her about us, bring her here after whatever is going on down there is over. I know she became special to you, otherwise, you wouldn't have brought me here years ago..." He nodded in response, hugging her tight feeling like it'd be the last time they'd see.

"I'll miss you so much..."

They broke the hug as she placed a hand upon his cheek, caressing it softly, "Your mother and I will always be by your side, Flint..." There he kissed his cheek for a long moment, "And don't ever forget that I love you… even beyond death..."

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When he recovered his conscience, slowly he felt his forces coming back, for some strange reason with someone or some people helping him to stand back up, he felt awesome and full of life without knowing why, his determination grew bigger and bigger at every moment while this blue aura started to surround him, those burning pain disappeared even if he still was badly injured...

Alice was loading a new energy with both hands: bigger, way dangerous and deadlier than the previous one. Without hesitating a second he quickly ran behind the young girl from her back, covering her with his charming aura at the point it started to override the purple, dark energy that made her go wild; she was surprised he was even up...

"Alice! I'm Flint, please stop this! You're not like this…! You're not a beast…! Calm down… I'm begging it to you..." From a complete struggle, she slowly stopped trying to get herself free as a warm sensation invaded her, consuming the darkness...

An enormous light surrounded the place as a light spread, blinding everything… when they all recovered their vision, there was nobody but now a giant field of flowers of many colors that everyone reminded to poppies – something nobody understood how happened, there neither were Flint, Alice nor even Max who probably recovered conscious and left without their realization. Tim was frantic, truly worried about his son, screaming his name just to hear the echoes across the fields... so were they… dead…?

They refused to think that.

For once that's when the town realized they actually cared a little bit – deep down about the inventor as they were used to whatever he had in plans and also have him used to pretty much destroy everything in his path (sometimes, not always). It was fun how people actually realized things when it was too late for it, like how someone realizes they actually cared about something or someone after it's gone/over; it was a gift to see that everyday and being able to show how much they cared, but now…

Was it the case?

In any case, the fisherman quickly went to look for his son and the girl to where they previously were among the grass and flowers under the setting sun as the stormy weather was taken away by the battle, yelling again his name while the policeman, son, his best friend and the three ex-bullies following from behind ready to help in anything they could.

That's when they finally found them lying on grass, Flint holding Alice in his arms as both of them were unconscious and looking like a mess. One side, she looked unharmed as her wounds healed again after getting covered by the layer of dark energy, on the other, it seemed like his wounds stopped bleeding yet he was totally worn out… slowly, between Earl and Tim lifted the inventor up, to then find himself in his father's arms as Alice was placed upon his back carefully. Seemed like a complex thing, but he could carry them both.

Once back they saw the citizens staring at them worriedly, to then look at what was previously a battleground: of what was the town was made powder, some parts, however survived like some of the homes (and actually, amazingly enough the Lockwood house was untouched), while the commercial area and downtown was totally gone… it'd take long, really long to get everything back to what it was…

The goddamn sources...

"Alright, we have much work to do…" Earl spoke discouraged as he clapped his hands twice to get everybody’s attention, he was already having plans on what to do, when to start and see what exactly survived among the debris.

"Earl... wait..." Said a weak voice.

Alice awoke, more tired than after having received the attack of the supernova and way weak due the entire jolly ride, she got herself down the back of the fisherman to almost hit the ground, getting saved by Earl and placed down, slowly, barely standing up, wobbling tiredly to the sides and about to lose her conscious again, to be supported by her friends once again...

"Guys... let me go... please..."

"You are too tired to stand alone Alice, you really need a break…" Cal said worriedly, "Come on, this entire mess it's over so you can now take some rest."

"Just trust... me... please..." She asked once again, struggling against the tiredness.

Even if they were reluctant to it they let her go, she just couldn't keep standing right and began to wobble to the sides again. The adults were trying to persuade her to just fall down already and take that well-deserved rest after the entire madness, she completely refused… see her best friend in his father's arms added a big weight upon her shoulders at the point it felt she was about to fall again, but was stopped by two enormous hands grabbing her arms and some behind her back, making her crack a little smile...

"Thank you..." She said in a low voice, partly wanting to pass out right there knowing she could lean on them, partly trying to keep up.

"Thanks to you…for everything..." Tim said.

"What... what do you mean...?" Indeed, she didn't understand him, maybe she was too tired to understand.

Tim just looked at her, and began to tell her how much that resembled Fran and how grateful he felt for being by Flint's side regardless the problems that happened in the day; of course unlike his son she understood whenever he used fishing metaphors which got her emotional, he then offered something totally unexpected in her honest opinion...:

"Would like to be a part of our little family?"

She was surprised by the offer, looking slightly embarrassed having being taken totally off-guard. She had her own family, yes, but she was a lot away from them and now she was being given a place to belong. Just like the first time they met she looked down and said:

"I'm not seeking to replace anyone..."

"No one will replace anyone Alice..." The man said once again with a softly voice, "We both agree in the same... and I would really like to stay with us… I already see you as a daughter and I'm sure Flint sees you as his sister… you make him happy and… I just want him to be happy too..."

In the same way that happened in the McHale house, she broke down into sobbing… all she expected from them after the entire madness was receive hate, stones and sticks, angry yells from a mob wanting her to run away, but instead she was having kindness… not like she didn't like that, it was just extremely unexpected. Tim managed to carry his son with an arm so he could hug her with the other, she completely gripped against him crying and sobbing hard, showing how necessary it was.

Once again it was the reminder that how more than a warrior, she was still a young girl.

With the others, Earl was crying a bit of excitement, saying something like: "This is enough to make a grow man cry". Cassie and Cal were happy for their new friend while the dynamic trio of Brent, Henry and Alex just walked away from them. Alice broke the hug cleaning her eyes, to then walk down the hill where they were towards the ruins of the town…

Everyone watched the girl with more curiosity than a few minutes ago wanting to know what she was going to do, when it seemed that she would do nothing, the golden aura came back... some rebel clouds that refused to disappear with the heat of the battle were located above the town, she threw her power into the sky as a golden pillar and it disappeared in a cloud, storm clouds were gathered back around the island, and then definitely fell down with tears down her face.

"I took... so much away... and now… I'm returning what was taken... thank you... Flint..."

At the moment they were going to go back to her, a raindrop fell making them stop, then it began to rain... at first it seemed stupid to have spent whatever was left of energy in a rain, but then the rain made the town get rebuilt as if it was a magic trick or an illusion... what most surprised them was to see how the same Flint was being healed and all his clothes were fixed, but the only person who didn't have the same effect was Alice, who had a smile on her face…

Then the scientist woke up out of sudden, totally confused and looking to his sides probably thinking everything was a dream… until he saw her on the ground, quickly he checked on her not having realized his body healed, being his concern big enough.

"Why is she smiling?" Earl asked confused

"Pride... I think..." Said Flint

"Pride? Why do you think it's pride?" Asked Tim

He shrugged, Earl whispered something to Flint's ear, making this smile... then said:

"Don't worry... will pass you your message."

The cop smiled, Cal and Cassie waved their goodbye and left to their homes to freak out about everything that happened in the day; Tim charged the girl in his arms as they took her back to their home. This time at least she wasn't wounded compared to when they found her, just totally drained, so they took her back to Flint's old room, who this time said to his father:

"Dad I... I will stay with her..." He still didn't have the chance to apologize her properly, and he didn't want to leave her alone in case just anything in the sightliest happened, "I really want to be here when she wakes up..."

"Are you sure, skipper?" His dad asked, the thing he wanted to do now there was peace again was prepare some tea and talk to his son about Marlene, but maybe it was better to leave the talk for another day.

"Completely, so I'll tell you when she wakes up and that..." Maybe he would, maybe he wouldn't, there were still things to sort out and a long story incoming, "Although… we still need to talk… to her… to you… but I need first to sort out some things to her before going to it… alright?"

"Alright skipper..."

Flint gave him a fake smile, just like Tim, when he got out the room their smile disappeared, and tears came to his face as he sat down next to the bed of the young girl who was now cuddling Newt the bear, hoping when she wakes up with Steve...

Tim on the other side closed the door and the smile of this also disappeared, he put a hand on his face and sighed heavily, with tears also falling from underneath his unibrow, ready to go away he looked to the picture frame of the family photo of his son, and his wife... the last thing he expected was anything happen to his new daughter...

Everybody was worried about them...

[survivorindia]

His attitude? It ain't helping his whiny ass. - Julia (Episode 6)

I'm still angry espically jaiden he can go fuck Off i hate him like please go block me some more jaiden with your dumbass

Ruben is the most self righteous asshole I've ever met in a game and it pisses me off so bad that he gets to walk around like he is the shit, when in reality the bitch amounts to probably nothing in this game past the new Parvati tribe. His attitude? It ain't helping his whiny ass. It's so annoying like i swear he can quit complaining about challenges he dosent like and maybe actually try and win them by a landslide and not by a point, than we would really not have to go to tribal? I hate having to be nice to him because he is soo fucking annoying. Go back to your other community than bitch if you don't like this one. Fuck off.

I feel like every fucking confessional I make is to bash these people but I honestly don't like them. My game is in their own hands, and I can be leaving because of it. Like go ahead and form your all newbie alliance, see where it gets you and your dumb fucking asses in the merge when you have majority returnees. And not to mention I bet sarah wouldn't be happy if i left

Mastermind was great, I was surprisingly really good at it!!! Getting a tie for the lowest score on my tribe also makes me look good, so that's a plus! 

Well here we are, the dreaded tribal council once again. But WHEW, what a round. So Jaiden has hopefully been called out on all his shit. Me Dom Sarah and Julia all compared notes and i think we've established that he his a lil shit and none of us trust him. Ummm Whitney is probably going this round, probably unanimous with her self voting. I think it should be fine everyone seems to realize she is just given up. So i think I should be safe this round. let's see what happens :)

http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/mreidjr/78051217/7913/7913_900.gif So I just went on call with Dom. And you know what he told me? He said that Sarah and Julia have told him everything I said about him. From how I felt like he was too much, how I didn't like him at all, how I wanted to use him to get further in the game. All that shit. That's why I voted for him, according to them. It's real funny because for a while, I did believe those things to be true. Sarah was the first person I talked to about all that. I thought she was my friend, I really did. But I see why she's on the villains tribe, because she's a heartless, cold-blooded viper. The entire Dom vote came as a result of her and Julia wanting him gone. Certainly, I didn't help with them coming to that decision, but it's become evident to me that this is the person everyone parades around and claims to be best friends with. We talk about that Bangladesh final tribal where Sarah cries over how Eddie betrayed her so badly, but then here she is, acting like a complete hypocrite. She can say that these two situations are not the same, which they are not, but the knife she plunged into my back burns the same. I can't say that I didn't see this coming. I fucked up, so it makes sense why everything spilled out in front of me on the dirt floor. Now I have to work on making people like me again, because I don't think they'll trust me for a while. We can say that I have a long road ahead before I can regain their trust, but the truth is that I have a much steeper path to the finish than before. They might not ever trust me, so I need to give them a reason to understand me. I don't know how, but I'll try. I'll take the knife that was firmly planted in my back and return it to its rightful owner one day. I did these things for her, and while she was always on my hit list, no matter that she was low, I think she's found her way to the top. Karma is a bitch, and so is she. Maybe I won't win this fight, but I think I'll die trying, and I'm at peace with that.

So last tribal council was....interesting lol. Going into tribal council I had Alex trying hard as fuck to get Dom/Me and Lexi/Robin to split our votes. I could tell he knew we were all close and when he suggested the girls vote this way and boys vote this way plan, I immediately caught onto what he was trying to do. He definitely had a hidden agenda. What I didn't think about at the time and I should have, but how did he find out about the four of us being close. And my question was answered when one, Jaiden tried getting me to throw my vote on Alex and two, Jaiden fucking voted with Johnny, Alex, and Julia against Dom. This pissed me off because I trusted Jaiden with every ounce of my soul. Between him and the other 3 people of my "alliance", I thought they were all the only people I could trust in the game. Yet he went behind my back and tried voting Dom out. Luckily Dom pulled out his idol, took out Johnny, and gave us the majority going into future tribals. However my trust for Jaiden is gone. And Alex/Julia are both viewed as shady fucks in this game in my eyes. I see how they wanna play the game now, which is fine because they are so predictable... Anyway with Johnny gone, it gave my crew the numbers despite Jaiden playing both sides HARD. He made it clear that he was closer to Alex/Julia when they both told me everything I had said to Jaiden while Jaiden was not telling me this. It's fucked up, because Jaiden went from on of my closest allies to one of the shadiest guys I know. Still, I kinda need to keep him on the good side with me because I already don't know many peeps in this game. Moving on to the next challenge it was revealed as the "Heroes Challenge." Everybody said it was a potential swap with the volunteers from each tribe being captains. And even if that wasn't true, I was confident that whomever competes for their tribe will also receive a clue to the idol. Therefore rather either of those two were true or not, I wasn't about to risk someone like Alex or Jaiden getting that advantage. So obviously I volunteered, despite me thinking I would probably lose or even throw the challenge lol. However I ended up BARELY winning the challenge. I decided I wanted to win it for two reason. One, if I won I might receive an idol clue and Two, I wanted to send the other tribe to tribal to hopefully see Whitney or Liam voted out as I knew they were apparently targets. Plus I guess I sort of wanted to look like a Hero of the tribe. So moving forward, I think I want to lose challenges more. I don't want to miss an opportunity to get out Julia or Alex (thinking that keeping Jaiden around might be smarter for me personally. Especially since Jaiden now has a fucked relationship with Alex/Julia). Still, if it's another volunteer type thing my allies HAS to be the ones to volunteer lmao. The idol must stay out of their hands!!!!

Let this flu kill me. I can't even think rn.

yes im crazy

Watching the NBA Dunk Contest as I write this, but a lot has happened as of late. My #1, Alex, is now in a compromising position given the last tribal on his swapped tribe. Jaden is a snake. I'll finish this confessional after tribal. The Liam vote is mine by the way!

I can't wait for this merge to come up soon. I definitely thought we were swapping with it when Ruben/Sarah went head to head. Now that we didn't, I guarantee the two of them got some special prize for putting their head on the line there. I just need to make the merge or swap with Gavin. Us two are really tight and there's a lot of things that can go wrong to where we can't meet back up and run things. So I'm just praying at this point.

Welp we're voting for Whitney because she is dead as fuck.

Oh no we lost for once. Whitney is prob going tonight cuz who even is she? We dont know.

Hello again, we’re going to tribal for the first time as swapped tribes, which is the thing I dread most in the game. It’s so irritating because I can’t connect with these people excluding Jordan. Casey is never on to talk about the game and doesn’t seem like she ever wants to strategize which is annoying due to the fact that she is the only one from my original tribe. We also have Sarah who I’ve heard speaks to everyone in the game and will barely talk to me. Liam and Whitney haven’t replied to me and Whitney just has not been online at all. Gavin speaks to me every once in awhile but rarely about game and is acting overly suspicious after I notified him I heard Whitney from multiple people. He didn’t agree and didn’t disagree so he does not trust me and does not seem to want to vote Whitney lmao. He can go soon enough even though we could align and make a big move against people who are noticeably aligned with a large majority of the cast. I hate people who want to float by and do nothing while they get played by these power players; it just dulls the experience. I like a lot of the people on the other tribe so being swapped onto this tribe was just a big letdown. Here’s to hoping I’m not voted off over someone who’s never here which would be embarrassing but more so to the ones who don’t know what a big move is.

As for me personally, I’ve been trying to play the dumb role and acting as if I don’t have a clue as to what’s going on most of the time. I also let others see me as trustworthy, make alliances for me so they cannot be traced back to me starting them and will let Jordan assume that I’m his puppet. I considered voting Jordan so I could blame the vote on someone else and I would assume he would believe me over others since we’ve had multiple heart to hearts. It’d bring some necessary fun into this game because quite frankly it’s been dull. The only reason I could not go through it was due to the weird prior connections everyone has had from original tribes and the way the votes would shake down wasn’t 100% so if they decide not to vote Whitney then it would unravel and such. I’ll just try to keep myself safe for now and then would have enough time to make big moves further down the road. Perhaps Whitney could hold off on coming online for a little while longer and just be removed?

I'm so happy I've gotten this far in the game! I'm guaranteed 15th place at this point I believe which is much better than I had anticipated after going through the struggles of being on the bottom in the Nayak tribe. I'm glad we won immunity but I'm also concerned. Jaiden doesn't seem to be doing too well. It looks like a lot of person issues exploded between him and a few other people. Game wise, this is great for me because people play with their emotions so they're more likely to want to get rid of him than me. He's like a meat shield for me. I've talked to him though and I feel bad. It's an online game and I don't think people should be taking these things personally. This should be fun and not affecting someone's mental health negatively. I hope he feels better and that he finds some way to get himself in a better position in the game. I wouldn't mind helping him out with that.

So jaiden betrayed us in the last vote and we had no clue dom was getting votes until the last minute so good thing he played his idol. I wish ruben would of lost that duel challenge so we could of sent julia or alex out the door. Keeping jaiden is beneficial since her and dom will just be at each other and not us.