#knife wife penelope

[sea-owl]

*out doing Lady Whistledown business when something goes wrong*

Penelope: *completely calm* Don't worry I have a few knives up my sleeves

Colin: *in protective mode* You mean cards?

Penelope: *pulls knives from her sleeves* No, I mean knives

[talaok]

I saw you asked for spencer ideas so i was thinking… what about something about the team finding out reader(spencer’s wife) is pregnant?

Loooove your work btw

YES. love this idea so much

"Emily, you in?" Derek asked with a grin as he turned to her.

"Definitely" she sighed, getting up from her desk "I really need a drink after today"

"JJ?"

She glanced at the watch on her wrist "Just for a drink, Will's waiting for me at home"

"alright the-"

"wait!" Peneole rushed through the doors "I'm here!" she seemed awfully out of breath for someone who'd taken the elevator "Don't leave without me" 

Derek chuckled "Wouldn't dream of it baby girl" he shook his head, "I was just getting the crew together, there's only one member missing..." he said, cocking his eyebrows at Spencer, who raised his head.

"I'm sorry I can't today"

"oh c'mon pretty boy, you never can"

"seriously Spence, you should come" JJ chirped in.

Spencer looked between them and smiled a bit, he knew they were right, he always said no, but today he actually had a reason, and not just the same old "I wanna get home to y/n because I've missed her the whole day", no, today she was actually meeting him here, even though he had tried to convince her to let him pick her up after work, she had insisted this made much more sense since the restaurant was closer to his work, and as always, he had agreed with her.

"I really can't today, I'll come next time"

"you said that last time" Emily playfully pointed out

"well I mean it this time"

"I'm sure y/n will understand if you come home late just this once" 

He snorted, it wasn't her that wanted him to come home, it was him, leaving the house in the morning had become more and more painful from the moment they started living together, and now.. well now it felt almost impossible, the moment he closed the door behind him he would now always find himself wondering when he'll get to come back.

Penelope elbowed Derek as she shoot him a look

"Hey, wha-"

"if he wants to go home to his lovely lady you should let him," she told him, and turned to him now "Don't listen to them Spencer, you're incredibly precious"

He smiled, a faint blush tainting his cheeks "thank you,"

"alright" Derek gave up, "but you're gonna have to let me buy you a drink at one point" 

"I will" he promised, getting up and starting towards the elevator with the others.

He couldn't wait to get to the parking lot and finally see her, and as the elevator's doors opened, he wondered if she'd put on the dress he'd gifted her just the other week.

"oh, hello" He heard Derek say, he sounded...confused,

Spencer frowned before he heard another voice respond.

"hi" 

not just any voice,

his eyes shot up

"Hi baby" she smiled at him, 

"Hi Y/n!" Penelope squeaked, immidately going in for a hug.

"sorry to intrude like this"

"no, not at all" Emily reassured her with a smile

"we were just talking about you" JJ joined

y/n laughed softly "Were you?" she asked "I'm kind of scared now"

"oh don't worry, only good things" She promised

Spencer smiled as she walked to him and kissed his cheek

"Hi" He said

"hi" she responded, taking his hand in hers

"so we were going to get a drink" Derek spoke, "wanna come with us? It's been a while since we hanged"

Y/n smiled with that smile that made Spencer's insides twist.

"well I can't drink, but you're right, I haven't seen you in too long" She nodded "We can eat out another time?" she asked, her eyes finding Spencer's, but there was something in his she didn't understand, it looked like... stunner?

He opened his mouth to say something but he was quickly cut off by Emily

"what do you mean you can't drink?"

"well you know" she trailed off placing a gentle hand on her stomach "given my situation, I think it's best if I don't"

It was as if time stilled before Penelope's voice cut right through it like a knife.

"oh my god! are you..."

and just then, Y/n realized, her eyes widening

"Oh wow" Emily grinned

"Are you serious?" JJ smiled wide, as Derek just smirked, clearly happy for them.

Y/n glanced at Spencer again, and even though she looked at him with worry, all of his disappeared, as his lips twitched into a smile and he nodded to his friends.

"we're having a baby" he confirmed, making all types of smiles and laughs erupt from the people in front of them

Everyone rushed to y/n to congratulate her, hugging and kissing her, and Spencer chuckled a bit as he felt left out,

it was his baby too after all,

"Why is nobody congratulating me?" he asked

"Oh, you're not getting any hugs" Penelope spoke accusingly "How dare you not tell us something so amazing?"

"Yeah Spencer why didn't you tell us?" JJ joined

"I was going to"

"When?"

"at the right moment"

"and when was that gonna be, eight months from now, when this little bundle of joy will have been born already?" Penelope asked

"Alright, I'm sorry" he gave up "You're right, I should have told you"

"damn right you should have," Penelope said " I'm already behind on the gifts now because of you"

Spencer laughed softly at that, followed by everyone else

"Lucky for you, you have the whole night to tell us what we've missed"Penelope stated before taking y/n arm in arm and dragging her to the elevator.

"Get ready" Emily chuckled, patting his back and following the two women

"Congratulations man," Derek said "and good luck" He nodded to the very mad woman staring at him from the elevator as he too walked to her.

Only JJ was left by his side

"I'm really happy for you Spence" she almost murmured "You'll be a great dad" She smiled, hugging him tightly, and he couldn't help but smile like an idiot.

I really hope so, he thought, hugging her back

"Hey!" Penelope yelled "No hugging! He's a traitor!"

[dootznbootz]

Yes, Odysseus was "Defending what's his" and "reclaiming his kingship, riches, and masculinity" during the killing of the suitors but Leiodes' death shows how it was also still very much personal and about Penelope.

Then Leiodes ran out, grabbed Odysseus’s knee,                                   and begged him—his words had wings: “Odysseus, I implore you at your knee—respect me and have pity. I tell you I’ve never                                       injured a single woman in these halls by saying or doing something reckless. Instead I tried to stop the other suitors when they did those things. They did not listen or restrain their hands from acting badly. So their own wickedness now brings about their wretched fate. Among them I’m a prophet who has done no wrong, and yet I will lie dead, since there’s no future thanks for one’s good deeds.” Shrewd Odysseus glared at him and answered:                           “If, in fact,                                           you claim to be a prophet with these men, no doubt here in these halls you’ve often prayed that my goal of a sweet return would stay unrealized, so my dear wife could go back to your own home and bear you children. That’s why you won’t escape a bitter death.” As he said this, Odysseus picked up in his fist a sword that lay nearby—Agelaus had dropped it and left it on the ground when he was killed—with it Odysseus struck Leiodes right across his neck.                                       His head was rolling in the dust as he was speaking.

(Book 22, Johnston)

Leiodes: "Hey, we're good, right? I didn't even do anything with your servants or riches." Odysseus: "I don't care if you didn't do anything else, your crime is that you were trying to court my wife in the first place. You're fucking dead."

Also, he was so angry that he cut off his head in one stroke (Athena was juicing him up but still)

Touch the Wife, you get the Knife.

[justcressida]

Medusa Penelope slaps hard! Please continue👀

Okay, so let's move on from mythology. Under pressure from the Eckhart Family and Yvonne's return, the Reader took up residence in Athena's temple as a priestess.

Initially, Poseidon describes all the people around as 'bugs', but no matter what, he is an excellent watchmaker.

Of course, Athena and Poseidon often clash, and this means that Poseidon is almost always there to see the lovely priestess.

Damn, he has a wife and even a child, but this woman is even more divine than a Goddess.

Of course, Athena is an intelligent woman, but Poseidon's arrogance never made her admit that she was attracted to a human.

So what was expected eventually happened. The care of a God is no different from the apocalypse for woman.

You had time until Athena understood. Poseidon was a very strange man. He knew she couldn't stand up to him, and his words were as sharp as a knife, but sometimes his attention was breathtaking.

Each time, he would emphasize that you were a mortal, but he would spend the night between your legs. He was arrogant, arrogant, daring, but when you fought back... He liked it so much that he could hardly contain himself from grinning

He thought many times about kidnapping you, having you in his own land, but there were some things he couldn't get rid of. How many nights did Amphitrite spend alone in a cold bed? How many times have their children been rejected by their father? He does not remember because he was busy entering the temple, hiding his presence from Athena.

You looked so much alike. Your details were also hidden in each other, but in the end, this twisted love was found out.

No one could blame the tyrant of the seas. You were the one who was punished. Your beautiful curls, your gaze at the snakes turned into death.

Who can blame you? Even the curse that was given did nothing but honor his existence with more beauty. He's still very much in love. He's still very possessive. And you know what? He doesn't even need to hide it anymore

Poor Amphitrite, her husband is now in her bed with a cursed woman.

[merp-blerp]

I've seen takes about "There Are Other Ways", saying that Circe should have successfully gotten Odysseus to have sex with her because it would've kept up with the "will of the gods" being non-negotiable, as Circe's a half-goddess. And maybe there are good arguments in favor of that—I'm no expert on Greek mythology, but from what I know about Jay's vision, which differs from the og myth, I have some "counterpoints" (not really a definite argument, I know I could be wrong, so it's more like a question almost).

In Jay's TikTok (sorry it's muted 🙄) where he and Talya act out the song, Circe is backed against the wall with Odysseus's knife or sword (represented by a censored plastic fork in the video) at her throat, but as she prompts the "choice" to have sex, Odysseus stops fighting her, in distressed contemplation, and she's able to get herself out of the corner and get his weapon. She's only pretending to offer sex to him, but in actuality plans to stab him with his knife or sword while he's vulnerable and she has control over him in a way his flower doesn't aid. The video cuts out after that, but from the song we know that Odysseus rejects what he thinks were her sexual advances, Circe pauses as he explains that he's loyal to Penelope, and her mind changes, deciding to help him get to the underworld.

Odysseus didn't overpower Circe's will by turning down sex with her, since that wasn't her will at all. Her will was to not be physically backed against the wall, which she got, make him occupied with his thoughts enough so he'll stop fighting, which she got, and get his weapon, which she got. Circe gets her will, and if her will was to then stab him she would've been able to easily. Her will changes when Odysseus talks about his wife, but he isn't overpowering her will by doing that, he's only explaining why he doesn't want to sleep with her and begging to not have to do it, a thing she also didn't want to do herself, as her intent was to kill him. Circe got her will to not sleep with Odysseus, but she changed her own mind on killing him by her own choice. Odysseus was trying to not do what he thought was her will, but he was wrong. Yet his attempt to get out of what he thought was her will indirectly caused Circe to change her mind about her actual will, but he doesn't know that. He's not convincing her to go against her will, he's speaking his feelings and she decides to do something else on her own will. She still could've killed him, but she changed her mind. It's a nice thought to say that Circe respected his loyalty, but I don't think his loyalty had to do with her change of heart in that way, but his love in general. She just seems to know what it's like to be in love and wants to help him get home for that (and maybe she has beef with or reservations against Poseidon based on her "Poseidon, eh?", but I'm not sure. She likely knows a lot about him though, being the daughter of a sea-nymph). Circe is still in control. She changes her own mind.

I hope I made sense.

Again, I'm not a Greek mythology expert, and not even an expert on this musical, but I've just been thinking about this. If there's any detail or angle I'm missing here let me know!

[weirdmorefics]

Unmasked Chpt 6

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Taglist- @bunbunbl0gs @pansexualwitchwhoneedstherapy

TW- bullying, trauma, and night terrors

Word Count- 2,672

"Seems like you have known the captain for a long time," Spencer comments as we make the geographical profile at the station.

I smirk at the comment he must have been thinking about it for a while to bring it up out of the blue. "You mean Dewey?" I try to suppress a giggle I can't believe Dewey is a captain now.

"Dumb name," Reid mumbles and I have to look back because Spencer Ried, boy genius just resorted to preschool taunts.

Garcia apparently heard that whole conversation and of course, had to add her two cents, "Is it just me or do I need a knife to cut through all this tension?" She shimmies her arms tight against her body to demonstrate the "tension".

Luke nods in agreement, " The tension is so tight we can feel it all the way at the coffee maker!"

"Garcia is there a reason you are here or are you just here to delay work," I roll my eyes.

"Of course there is babycakes! Though it looks like Boy Genius is distracting you more than I can manage I am heartbroken," she dramatically puts her hand to her heart.

My cheeks are on fire. Is normal for blushing to physically feel like my skin is melting from embarrassment? I swear I see Spencer smirk out of the corner of my eye. Is my embarrassment so humorous they wish me to die from it!

I roll my eyes and take a deep breath, "What is the reason you came in here?"

"Oh, right! Your sister is," she smiles gesturing to Sid standing at the entrance of the station.

I stand quickly and knock pencils and files off the table we were working at. Why is she here? She hates my job she wouldn't be here unless something is wrong.

Penelope senses my distress, " Don't worry we checked if everything is all right she just wanted to see you."

"Yeah, I am sure that is why she is here," I say under my breath. She trusts the police as far as she can throw them. I understand her distrust after all we have been through but she can't expect me to keep stuff from the team as much as I want to shield them from this mess. I make my way to her and she is shifting on her feet nervously this is making my nerves worse even though I didn't think that was possible with how I have been feeling since landing back in Woodsboro.

"You alright Sid?" I put on the voice I use for reassuring witnesses.

"I need a favor," she curtly responds.

"...okay. Is it legal?" I ask confused by her vagueness.

"Of course, it's legal Y/n!" She shouts a little too loud and I feel other people's eyes on us.

"Let's go somewhere more private," I led her to the small office where Spencer and I were making the geo profile. I shut the door behind us, "so what's this favor?"

"Jeez Y/n you are acting like I am going to ask you to rob a bank or something I am the older sister here I am not going to get you into trouble." She says defensively.

"Well you do have quite the knack of getting us into trouble," I respond before I can think and I know I should not have said it the moment it left my mouth.

"Low blow Y/n," she glares.

I instantly put my hands up in surrender, " I am so sorry Sid I did not mean to say that it just came out I'll do anything you want! What's the favor?"

Her glare is quickly replaced with a grin, "Great! Gale and I will see you at three o'clock tomorrow at Woodsboro High Film Club to answer their questions about the movies and killings."

My jaw drops at her quick turnaround of emotions and that we will be working with Gale. "Are you serious?"

"You said anything this the anything," She smiles.

"Gale are you serious those movies ruined our lives!" I shout louder than intended and see Dewey staring through the office window at the mention of his wife. I quickly shut the blinds I don't need the whole precinct to see the Prescott sisters fighting and start rumors. Small towns are always the worst gossips.

"Be serious N/N! Gale didn't ruin our lives the deranged killers did!" She shouts using my childhood nickname that I hate, I haven't been that child in a very long time.

I sigh, "Fine I'll see you tomorrow."

She smiles but it looks like one of those ones you give to someone you pity and it makes my skin crawl, "Thank you Y/n." I return the smile but I can feel that it doesn't meet my eyes. I don't want to be Y/n Prescott I want to be back at the BAU where things were returning to normal after Scratch and my only problem was Garcia pushing me to confess my feelings to Reid.

As Sid went to leave I saw Garcia, Alvez, Reid, and Dewey all awkwardly pretending like they weren't listening. This oddly comforted me it felt like the BAU shenanigans I was used to. I needed it when I thought about going back to Woodsboro High it made me feel like vomiting. Sidney doesn't know how bad it got once she went to college everyone was terrified of me. They didn't think there was any way I could have survived being a couple years younger and much smaller than the boys they wanted me to break and get it over with. I can't count how many Ghostface masks were left in my locker, Woodsboro was a nightmare that I couldn't escape no matter how far I ran.

Sid left without speaking a word to my team and said a single goodbye to Dewey.

"That's your sister?" Garcia asks shocked.

"Um yes," I chuckle. "You knew that you're the one who told me she was here to see me."

"I know it's just you two are just so... different," Penelope gestures.

"I guess we are different. I'm not really sure I know who she is anymore, I'm not even a Prescott anymore. Sorry that was dumb I don't know what I am saying it's late and I'm tired," I backpedal because I am aware I am being too deep and I just wish to forget while my sister is stuck remembering.

"So why was Sid here?" Dewey asks.

"She wants me to go to the high school with her to hopefully get more clues," I respond

"Will you be okay going there," Dewey's eyes soften.

I gather myself to use my signature fake smile reserved for Woodsboro, "Of course Dewey, I am a BAU agent after all. I have been to much scarier places than high school."

Dewey gives me a questioning glance, "Are you sure? I could go with Sid instead. I am sure she would understand with all that happened to you there."

I widen my eyes does Dewey not know the word discretion! I clear my throat, "Sid actually doesn't know."

"You never told her!" he shouts a little too loud and I am currently regretting our friendship but he also reminds me of Garcia which works in his favor.

"It's fine, I'm fine! I'm going tomorrow it will be fine," I defend.

Dewey rolls his eyes, "Yeah, you keep telling yourself that."

He walks away finally giving up on trying to help me I sigh in relief though that dig at my denial was unnecessary. I turn back to finish up the profile but bump right into Reid.

"Um, hi. How long have you been standing there?" I awkwardly separate myself from Spencer's grasp on my arms.

"Long enough. I'll go to the school with you tomorrow," he responds not even trying to hide the fact he was listening.

I shake my head rapidly, "No you don't have to! I know how hard your high school experience was you don't have to come I'll be fine!"

"Y/n I've been to prison I think your high school will be a breeze in comparison," he smiles.

I shut my eyes tight, "it's a bad place from my standpoint I don't want to put you through more stuff because I can't keep you out of my messy past life."

"I'm sensing something more happened at your school, I won't let you go through it alone. You wouldn't let me go back to mine alone would you?" He asks.

"Of course not!" I exclaim

"Then it's settled, we will go to the school together. You're not alone Y/n don't forget that. We should get back to the hotel it's been a long night," he says leaving no room for questions.

I check the clock I can't believe we worked until two am I definitely need some sleep but I doubt I could get any.

"I am going to check if the rest team wants a ride back to the hotel, wait here. You are not getting out of resting," he demands and it makes me want to laugh at his serious tone over a trivial matter.

He comes back with Tara, Alvez, and Garcia but Rossi and Prentis decide to stay to go over the original case files. We all squish into the van and make our way to one of the few hotels in Woodsboro. We all part ways once we get to the hotel. Tara and Garcia were rooming together, and so were Spencer and Alvez. Prentiss called me as her roommate while I was at my Aunt's house. She wanted to share a room so she could keep a better eye on me as if I didn't already have the whole team constantly watching me. Rossi the lucky bastard always paid for his own room so he could get a single sadly we aren't all published authors who can afford constant hotel stays.

It felt weird entering my hotel room it was the first time I'd been alone since leaving the BAU. Granted that was only one day ago but it felt like eons. I threw my bag on the floor and changed out of my work clothes into some pajama shorts and a tank top. After I immediately threw myself onto the bed, there are no words to describe the type of exhaustion hunting down a killer hellbent on killing you and everyone you love causes. However, the relief from my exhaustion eludes me as I can't stop thinking about who Ghostface will kill next and what different ways will he fuck me up this time. I know I shouldn't take Benedryl for sleep but desperate times called for desperate measures. I take some out of my first aid kit and resume trying to sleep which comes much easier after the pills.

"Isn't it odd that Y/n survived two teenage boys she's just a girl there's no way," disembodied voices invaded my dreams.

"I'd bet money on it that she was in on it jealous of her big sister she always seemed like a freak."

"Can't hide behind Stu and Billy anymore freak," I can hear the girl's voice muffled underwater.

I'm stuck in my teenage body again getting drowned in a toilet. I try to scream for help but that just makes it worse water goes up my nose and I choke. I can hear more laughs join in as I slam my head into the side of the toilet for them to let go.

"Shit she is a freak!" The girl screams and drops my head. "Yuck! I got freak blood on me!"

I heard another girl gasp, "She broke her own head open!"

My head throbs but this isn't right I'm not supposed to be here. This isn't who I am anymore. Even though I say those things the teenage girl me stands with blood dripping down the side of her face and smiles.

"I'll show you freak," past me growls.

I see my past self ripping chunks of hair off this girl's head my blood blending in with the tears of my frustration. I'm screaming I can hear my screams blend with past me's screams as the gaggle of girls pull me back to the ground and try to go back to their original plan of shoving a ghostface mask on my head. My wound is pounding so loud it feels like someone is slamming against a door in my head. At least that's what I thought until another voice breaks through the pounding.

"Y/n! Y/n! Are you alright?" I think that's Spencer's voice. I want to run to him but I am stuck to this bathroom floor. I wrestle against the girls tossing my body as hard as I can.

"Shh, shh, shh. it's me Y/n it's Spence. I'm here," I hear Spencer's voice soothe. I feel his hand brush my hair away from my clammy forehead.

My eyes flutter open and my eyes meet his worried ones. I back up quickly from him I still feel like I'm in the bathroom I have to run. Spencer seems to notice instantly, "Hey, hey, you're safe. You're in the hotel I'm right here no one else."

My breathing feels rapid but as I stare into his eyes I feel the breaths even out. Once I realize where I am I am filled with shame I am a goddamn BAU agent I can't be having nightmares about high school. The more shame I feel the more tears come.

"I am sorry to have worried you it's dumb. I'm dumb. I've survived three Ghostface sprees for Christ's sake I'm an agent for crying out loud. I can't be having nightmares about high school," I sob and stutter I'm surprised he can even understand me.

"You Y/n L/n are far from dumb," he holds my hand and rubs soft circles over the top of it. "You wouldn't think I'm dumb for having nightmares about high school would you?"

"Of course not! You are the smartest person I know!" I sob and sniffle. I hundred percent look like a mess right now.

"Then don't say it to my favorite agent," he lifts his hand to my cheek and wipes my tears away with his thumb.

I smile, "I'm your favorite? Even over Garcia? oh even over Morgan?"

"Yes even over Garcia but technically Derek isn't an agent anymore," he smiles back.

"Should have known I wouldn't come before your bro. Say how did you even get in here?"

"Speaking of Derek I may have stolen one of his moves," we both glance at the door which now has a broken frame.

I laugh, "The Bareu is going to take that out of your check."

"It was worth it to make sure you were okay," his words made me flush and there was no hiding it this time and he did not hide his shameless smirk.

Since I am already to the maximum amount of embarrassment you can be I just ask, "Will you stay with me?"

His smirk disappears replaced with a light blush of his own, "Of course."

He lays down next to me and holds me tight against his chest as if I would disappear into the air if he didn't hold on tight enough.

"What happened to your germaphobia?" I whisper.

"Turns out going to the sharing a shower with hundreds of prisoners and going to the bathroom in front of them kills that fear," he states then tucks his head into the crook of my neck. "Though I don't think I'd ever be afraid to hold you."

I suck in a deep breath at his boldness. Did Spencer Reid just flirt with me? Was Garcia right the whole time that my feelings weren't unrequited?

I feel his warm breath against my neck as lets out a small chuckle, " Goodnight Y/n."

"Good night Spencer... thank you."

[life-winners-liveblog]

Ooooo a trade? Delightful! It's like a book exchange! Alright, Here I go! :D

How about "Blue Beard"? :D

Once upon a time lived a very rich man, who, due to his blue bread instilled fear and disgust into anyone who saw him.

The men had been Married to 5 different women in the past but each of them disappeared mysteriously.

The one everyone called Blue Beard was now looking for a new spouse.

All of the ladies around obviously avoided him at all costs but one of them, blinded by all the money agreed to wed the terrible man.

A month after the wedding, Blue Beard left on a trip and on his way out gave the lady the keys of the house,

BUT there was one room that she was never to enter under any circumstance.

So of course the instant her husband leaves the house curiosity takes her and she opens the room.

Only to find inside where Blue Beards' 5 previous wife's limp body hanging on the walls.

The lady in her terror dropped the key into a pool of blood.

She ran out of the room and cleaned everything up like nothing happened but unfortunately, no matter how much the scrubbed, the blood would not leave the enchanted key.

In despair, the lady called her siblings for help.

Her sister living nearby immediately rushed in to comfort her. But her brothers, a dragon and a musketeer, were nowhere to be seen.

Eventually, Blue Bread came home and discovered the blood on the key.

He was about to kill her but she begged to have one last moment to pray. He agreed and locked her in a room to pray.

Her sister who had hidden herself kept looking outside in the hope that their brothers would come but they were yet to be seen.

By the end of the day Blue Bread had enough and he all but grabbed the lady by the hair, knife to her neck.

When suddenly the sister screamed, "They are here!"

During the brief moment of confusion, the door slammed open, and the brothers rushed to they're sisters' rescue.

Blue Bleard was slain, and the lady inherited all his riches and she remarried to a nice man.

She lived happily ever after!~*

In other versions of the story, she doesn't have siblings and she gets devoured :)

There it is! Your turn now! :D

-Fae

Scott: Huh, thats a pretty interesting one to start with, I don't see the problem with having blue hair though, I do and I am very attractive in my humble opinion.

Scar: Story time!

Scott: Oh right! A long time ago, back during the second reign-

Grian: Second reign?

Scott: It's a Rivendell history thing, our history is divided in "reigns". The first reign is what we call the first 100 or so years of our empires history while the second reign is the longest reign as it spans around 350 years. When I was made Emperor it was the 79th year of the 6th reign.

Grian: I see...

Scott: Anyway, during the second reign this bard compiled a bunch of stories and folklore into a collection and published it and It's still read in Rivendell to this day. One of those stories is the story of Penelope.

Scar: Ohhhh!

Scott: Penelope according to the tale was a young woman who lived in poverty and who scavanged small animals to survive. One day while hunting a bear arrived and attacked her forcing her to run deep into the woods, losing her way back in the escape.

Scar: *gasp*

Grian: It's just a stor-

Scar: Shhhhhhhhhhh

Scott: After walking around for hours Penelope found a dilapidated house inhabitated by a very old and frail woman, the woman offered Penelope a cup of tea and the two started talking. The woman after having heard of Penelopes suffering offered her gifts. First she offered a big piece of raindeer meat, but Penelope refused for she was afraid the old woman would starve during the winter. Then the woman offered a heavy bear hyde but this gift was also refused for Penelope was afraid old woman would freeze to death without it during the winter. The old woman tried offering her pet rabbit but Penelope refused for she was afraid the old wonan would be alone during the winter. The woman then told Penelope the way back home and offered her a small dirty rock as a token of gratitude and Penelope accepted it.

Grian: ...a rock?

Scott: Once back home however she discovered that the rock was actually a diamond, she first tried to find the hut again but couldn't find it so she went to the jeweler and sold it, gaining enough riches to live in wealth the rest of her life and still have money to help her once fellow impovirished.

Scar: ... Will this one have a good ending?

Scott: Eventually after many days the emperor having heard of the gem interrogated Penelope and discovered the location of the hut. He then irrupted into the old womans hut and demanded a diamond. When the wonan said she didn't have more the emperor asked her for the meat, the hyde and the rabbit and the old woman was forced to give them to him. On his way back however the meat attracted a hoard of wolves, in his fear he dropped the rabbit and it bit the horse of the emperor, the emperor fell of the scared horse into a lake and the heavy leather pushed him to drown.

Scar: ...

Grian: Serves him right..

Scott: The old lady was actually a witch and those three items were cursed, with her magic she made Penelope the empress of Rivendell and everyone lived happily ever after... There was actually an empress back in the first reign called Penelope so this story might have some historical roots that got muddled in the years between the first and second reign.

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So…reading the odyssey. There is A LOT of values dissonance in this book.

1. Telemachus expected to send his mother back to her father now that her husband is dead.

2. Men sleeping with other women isn’t considered cheating because he didn’t love them (double standard there).

3. Odysseus casually mentions sacking a city after leaving Troy. “We killed the men and split up the women amongst us before taking all of their stuff.”

4. Gets to the island of the Cyclopes, goes inside the cave while Polyphemus is out. Odysseus already warned his crew that Cyclopes are lawless creatures, knows a Cyclopes lives in the cave, the crew offers to steal his cheeses, Odysseus says he wants to wait for the homeowner to return to follow rules of hospitality so he can get a better gift. (Seems kind of stupid to me. You expect these lawless beings to follow the rules of hospitality? I feel like you’re not really guests if you’re intruders…”We entered your house without your knowledge, give us stuff”).

5. Circe gets threatened with a knife by someone who is immune to her magic. “Sleep with me!” (This must be my Asexual self but this doesn’t track in my head). What’s weirder is that Hermes tells him that she will do this to subdue him or control him, but sleep with her anyway??? (This scene was so confusing to me. How do you go Fight—> sex —-> save your men? Was it like bribery? Why would she even want to?)

6. This story has a thing with names, epithets, and lineages. Whenever anyone is addressed they say their father’s name, country, mannerisms, and accomplishments. Whenever someone wants to know who they are, they ask for name, parents, country. How does Odysseus introduce himself, “Odysseus, king of Ithaca, son of Laertes, cleverest of men, lion-hearted God-favoured.” Wow….

7. Odysseus feels it’s necessary to kill all the suitors for eating all the palace food and sleeping with the maids (not trying to marry his wife or kill his son, but wtv), but then it’s necessary to kill all the servants that slept with them or attended them? Penelope didn’t tell them not to (“guest rights” which is weird since they are bad guests so they shouldn’t apply anyway), and I’m pretty sure the servants had no say in the matter since most of them were slaves and under threat of violence by the guests.

I just think that for someone who claims to be a clever schemer, the logic in this story doesn’t seem to track unless you lived in the time period. (Interestingly, Romans and classical writers didn’t really like Odysseus. Not for being violent or bloodthirsty, but for being cowardly and a liar, using mind games instead of brute force and telling lies instead of being honest.)

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❝ My past is My business . ❞

        savannah smith  ›› K9 Officer  ››  sophia bush  ››   tw: drug use, alcoholism , death , murder , overdose, relapse, serial killer/rapist , kidnapping

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―  ✘ ╱ ⟨   –  sophia bush, female, she/her.  ⟩ it seems like savannah bradley has been seen around town, humming unsteady by x ambassadors under their breath. apparently they are a 39 year old human. townsfolk whisper about them being dauntless and adventurous, but also blunt and resentful. the police officer has been in town for 4 years, and gives off the vibes of a rebellious past scared straight, lonely nights, and k-9 loaded police cruisers. ( penned by sushi, 27, she/her, est. ) (charlie swan wc)

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full name : savannah nova smith

nicknames : sav, savvy, nova

age : 39

date/place of birth : april 5th in Queens, NY

occupation : K9 officer

affiliation : n/a

language(s) spoken : english  ,  spanish , french, latin

hair color : brunette

eye color : green

notable scars : couple of scars scattering here and there from bullet and knife wounds from work

PERSONALITY ​

positive : dauntless , resilient , adventurous , persuasive , independent , outgoing

negative : impulsive , truculent , cantankerous , aggressive

moral alignment : chaotic good .

deadly sin : wrath

hogwart house : slytherdor

element : earth

emotional stability : for now stable but wasn’t always

alcohol use : regularly

prone to violence? : very

habits : tbd

drives / motivations : her kids

aesthetic : brooke davis from one tree hill ; erin lindsay from chicago pd ; mace browne from the 355 ; jennifer “jj” Jureau from criminal minds ; penelope garcia from criminal minds ; natasha romanoff from marvel cinematic universe ; 

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mother : unnamed hartfield ( bio mother ) †  , unnamed smith (adoptive mother)

father : unnamed smith ( father )

sibling(s) : unnamed ( older half brother ) , unnamed ( older half brother )

spouse : noah alexander dawson sr ( husband )  †

child(ren) : emma rose dawson ( 13-year-old daughter ) , aspen lily dawson ( 13-year-old daughter ) , isla grace dawson ( 10-year-old daughter ) , noah alexander dawson jr ( 8-year-old son )

other family : tbd

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―  Birth : Born in Queens, NY

―  Age 2 : Mother dies of overdose; goes to live with bio dad and his family

―  Age 4 : Adopted by bio dads wife

―  Age 14 : starts high school ; joins volleyball team and softball team ; works part-time at local cafe

―  Age 15 : starts kickboxing and martial arts in spare time ; starts dating

―  Age 16 : boyfriend cheats on her with best friend ; begins to spiral ; meets guy ( he was twenty five ) at party and is introduced to alcohol and drugs ; rebellious stage begins

―  Age 17 : arrested at party for drug use and under-age drinking ; current nypd sergeant takes pity on her ; gives her slap on the wrist ; enters rehab for 6 months

―  Age 18-23 : graduates high school and joins the police academy ; rises quickly in rank ; joins homicide team with sergeant that took pity on her at 17 ; grows close to sergeant like a second dad ; dating partner/sergeant’s son, noah dawson ; becomes best friends with the only other female cop on homicide team ; loses best friend in the line of work when she’s shot through a door with a shotgun by perp ; toxic ex boyfriend from when she was 16 shows up as suspect holds her and his baby mama hostage, ends up shooting him in self-defense, he doesn’t survive ; noah proposes on her 23rd birthday and  she accepts 

―  Age 24 : her and noah go to bar that is mostly full of off-duty cops and detectives after work to destress over some drinks when bar gets shot up ; takes bullet to abdomen, survives surgery ad returns to work a month later ; married three months after shooting and honeymoon in the maldives ; 

― Age 25 : suffers head injury chasing after suspect, spends a week in the hospital before returning to work ; meets 21-year-old girl with a drug addiction much like herself when she was younger and saves her, puts her through rehab and gets her a job helping the homicide team in house as she goes to school for criminology, the two become best friends and practically inseparable ; serial killer/rapist becomes obsessed with her and begins to stalk her ; best friend is kidnapped by the serial killer/rapist obsessed with her and is killed by him ; homicide team is called and savannah identifies the body as her best friend ; begins to spiral ; makes risky moves and puts herself in the way of harm without second though ; is held at gun point by a childhood friend, yells for him to shoot her what’s one more person ; relapses ; is ambushed by fellow cops who broke into her and noah’s home ; quits job ; few months pass discovers she’s pregnant and returns to rehab, gets clean ; finds out she’s pregnant with twins in rehab

― Age 26 : gives birth to twins ( emma and aspen ) at 30 weeks ; gets job back with homicide team ; gets kidnapped 6 months after giving birth to daughters, more psychological trauma and games from serial killer/rapist obsessed with her, shoots and kills him 

― Age 29 : Pregnant again, gives birth to daughter, isla dawson

― Age 30 : Pregnant once more, gives birth to son, noah dawson jr

― Age 31 :  husband is linked to the murder of a woman and is later found in the trunk of his car shot in the head, noah sr doesn’t survive, leaves savannah widowed and single mother of four young children under the age of 5 ; father-in-law/sergeant retires.

― Age 35 : Father-in-law passes away and Savannah moves herself and her kids to Forks.

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―  has a cat named sapphire and a german shepherd named alpha

― attends therapy twice a week 

― has a masters in criminology and is self-taught in hacking and coding

― working on her phd in psychology

― suffers from ptsd and severe night terrors

― has been clean for 13 years

― is terrified of returning to the dating scene especially being she’s the single mother of four children

[godsvvept]

º   .   ♔   ⸻   the  capital  of  king’s  landing  welcomes  GWYNESSE  of  HOUSE ( s )  LANNISTER  (  by  marriage  ) &  GOODBROTHER (  by  birth ),  the  LADY  of  LANNISPORT.  the  THIRTY  year  old  CISWOMAN  is  reputed  to  be  ENTERPRISING  and  MELLIFLUOUS,  but  with  the  eyes  of  court  watching  their  every  move,  they  might  turn  out  to  be  IMPERIOUS  and  DESENSITIZED.  when  songs  are  sung,  their  verses  speak  of  THE  TIDE  VICIOUSLY  BREAKING  AGAINST  THE  SAND  AND  SPLASHING  AGAINST  THE  WALL,  A  NEVER  ENDING,  ALL  TOO  FAMILIAR  CALLING  ;    “WHAT  IF  I  TOLD  YOU  I’M  SPLIT  IN  HALF?  WHAT  IF  I  TOLD  YOU:  I’M  THE  KNIFE?”  ;  PENELOPE,  THE  QUEEN  OF  ITHACA,  PATIENTLY  TENDING  TO  THE  WEAVING  OF  A  SHROUD  AND  OF  A  FUTURE  OF  HER  OWN  DESIGN.  whispers  throughout  the  seven  kingdoms  claim  that  their  allegiance  lies  with  HOUSE  LANNISTER  OF  LANNISPORT  /  HERSELF,  where  they  conspire  to  GET  RID  OF  THE  SQUABBLES  ON  HER  SHIPYARD  AND  INSTAL  HER  HUSBAND  AS  RULING  LORD.  but  in  the  end  fealty  means  little  when  you  play  the  game  of  thrones.

full  name  :  gwynnesse  lannister,  née  goodbrother. alias  /  nickname  :  gwyn,  ness,  senne, the  gilded  siren. age  :  thirty. gender  and  pronouns  :  ciswoman  and  she / her. orientation  :  demisexual  demiromantic. occupation : lady  consort  of  lannisport  ( as  wife  of  the  lord  heir ),  secretly  acting  regent  of  lannisport. faceclaim :  naomi  battrick.

date  of  birth  :  first  month  of  the  year  of  270. parents  :  gorold  goodbrother  &  eydis  farwynd. siblings  :  eleven  sisters  (  two  older,  nine  younger ) and  three  brothers ( all  older ). significant  other :  tba  lannister,  lord  heir  of  lannisport. offspring  :  at  least  five  children.  she  does  not  always  remember  their  names. religious affiliation : the  faith  of  the  seven ( public;  converted  by  marriage ),  the  drowned  god ( by  birth ). 

inspirations : eleanor  guthrie ( black  sails ), jocelyn  castell (  jamestown ), penelope  of  ithaca ( odyssey ), cersei  lannister ( asoiaf ), ariel ( the  little  mermaid ), georgia ( ginny  &  georgia ), isabella  the  she  wolf  of  france (  history + knightfall ), livia  drusilla ( domina ), emma  of  normandy ( history + vikings  valhalla ), nurbanu  sultan (  magnificent  century +  history ), caroline  collingwood  and  marcia  roy ( succession ).

                    application  ; full  statistics ; tdlr  and  connections  below  the  cut.

trigger  warning  for : toxicity ( both  for  her  #girlboss  gaslight  gatekeep  ways  and  for  her  actually  poisoning  her  father  in  law  oop. )

as  the  third  born  daughter,  it  seems  all  that  she  could  be  has  already  been  taken  by  either  gael  (  begrudgingly,  the  childrearing  )  or  gyda  (  their  mother’s  old  chainmaille  )  —  straining  for  individuality  or  selfishness  (  one  and  the  same,  at  times,  but  who  cares  ),  young  gwyn  would  attempt  to  reach  out  for  father  instead,  an  endeavor  that  while  others  (  most  of  the  other  goodbrother  girls  )  would  fail,  she  would  succeed.  before  the  rebellion  made  him  harder,  and  even  afterwards,  she  took  prize  in  being  one  of  the  few  to  pry  a  smile  out  of  him,  and,  most  of  all,  she  enjoyed  accompanying  him  to  the  family  mines,  learning  of  the  ores  and  the  business  and  economy,  while  taking  home  whatever  shiny  little  rock  she  could.

although  she  trained  with  the  sword,  as  well  as  the  needle  (  her  mother  had,  after  all,  been  a  notorious  shieldmaiden  and  now  she  was  a  loyal  wife  who  had  given  her  lord  fifteen  children  ),  gwynesse  preferred  the  former,  if  only  because  being  a  lady  paired  up  well  with  what  she  was  truly  good  at  :  cunning.

still,  once  she  was  sixteen,  she  asked  to  take  a  part  of  a  crew  that  would  travel  to  essos.  although  she  cared  nothing  for  physical  exertion  activities,  she  greatly  enjoyed  the  trip  —  it  made  her  realize  that  the  iron  islands  were  nothing  compared  to  the  world  and,  perhaps,  she  would  rather  be  elsewhere.  somewhere  better,  greater.

the  realization  of  her  wish  was  a  double  edged  sword:  while  she  did  manage  to  go  somewhere  greater,  she  almost  died  (  or  actually  died,  and  was  brought  back  to  life  by  the  drowned  god  who  wished  to  set  her  to  greatness,  in  her  own  mind  )  when  the  ship  wrecked,  and  she  washed  around  westerland  waters.  she  was  rescued  by  the  heir  to  lannisport,  who  took  a  liking  to  her  and  took  her  to  his  home  to  be  cared  for.  there,  fearing  she  would  be  killed  or  worse  for  being  an  ironborn,  she  pretended  to  be  amnesiac  and  was  allowed  to  remain  at  the  castle  out  of  courtesy.  

during  that  time,  she  effectively  managed  to  make  the  lord  heir  fall  for  her  (  and  if  she  fell  for  him  too,  it  was,  then,  a  sweet  consequence  ).  once  she  fell  with  child,  she  arranged  so  her  brothers  would  come  retrieve  her  —  the  shot  gun  of  sorts  wedding  was  a  good  enough  deal,  for  she  did  bring  a  big  dowry,  even  if  her  father  -  in  -  law  (  and  possibly  her  husband,  though  he  was  easier  to  bend  )  was  not  very  pleased  with  having  an  ironborn  for  a  daughter.

within  two  years  after  that,  her  husband  was  called  to  lead  a  part  of  the  lannister  fleet,  and  gwynesse  remained  at  lannisport,  bregundigly  bearing  babies  and  facing  scrutiny  from  the  westerlanders  who  thought  of  her  as  too  foreign  to  be  trusted  —  a  sentiment  her  father  -  in  -  law  shared,  refusing  to  allow  her  in  and  aid  him  with  anything  of  importance,  much  to  her  distaste.  at  some  point,  she  begins  poisoning  him  with  lead  (  something  that  has  no  taste,  no  smell  and  that  slowly  can  drive  one  to  madness  and  several  other  unpleasant  physical  ailments  ),  which  leads  him  to  become  more  dependent  on  her  and,  of  course,  she  takes  advantage  of  that  to  help  him  rule  lannisport.

currently,  it’s  been  over  ten  years  since  the  poisoning  started,  and  if  anyone  points  at  her,  gwynesse  is  offended  and  can  easily  begin  tearing  up  if  necessary,  even  offering  to  take  on  his  food  and  drink  if  they  are  so  suspicious.  her  husband  defends  her,  likely  unbeknownst,  something  she  is  glad  for.  gwynesse  has  no  qualms  in  engaging  in  falsity,  and  even  takes  enjoyment  of  that,  of  this  power.

her  father  -  in  -  law  is  greatly  debilitated,  of  course,  and  she  is,  for  all  purposes,  mistress  and  ruler  of  lannisport,  a  duty  she  does  not  take  lightly  and  tries  her  best  to  always  stay  on  top,  either  that  be  to  know  who  comes  into  town,  what  goods  arrive  and  of  the  deals  happening  in  it — it  is  an  understatement  to  say  she  is  controlling,  and  likes  things  her  way.  while  some  may  frown  at  such  power  being  granted  to  an  ironborn,  most  have  come  to  terms  that  she  is  as  westerlander  as  one  can  be,  proved  by  her  loyalty  to  lannisport  and  to  the  many  children  she  has  birthed  and  raises  under  the  light  of  the  seven.  

truthfully,  she  does  not  feel  westerlander  —  but  also  she  no  longer  feels  ironborn.  this  is  not  a  sentiment  that  disturbs  her  much,  however,  for  she  is  content  with  her  position  and  very  busy  occupation,  but  she  is  growing  more  bothered  by  the  day  by  the  ironborn  growing  bolder  around  the  westerlands  coast  and  how  that  may  disturb  her  security  in  her  role.  besides  mother,  wife,  ruler,  daughter,  sister,  she  is  now  being  pushed  to  be  a  diplomat,  a  position  that  may  be  all  too  suited  to  her  silver  tongued  ways,  but  that  she  is  less  pleased  to  juggle,  as  it  may  jeopardize  all  that  she  prizes  and  worked  so  hard  to  build.

i’d  love  more  goodbrothers,  particularly  geirdis,  her  twin  sister  (  annie  has  put  the  wc  on  the  main  with  all  the  information  but  i’m  glad  to  help  out  with  more  ideas  if  needed  ).  the  goodbrothers  are  often  around  lannisport,  either  for  business  or  for  familial  affection.

the  friendship  is  not  entirely  stretched  to  the  other  ironborn,  but  it  wouldn’t  be  unlikely  some  do  come  in  lannisport  and  i  think  interactions  between  gwyn,  who  has  definitely  been  ‘corrupted’  by  the  way  of  the  westerosi  and  enjoys  dealing  with  the  gold  price  rather  than  the  iron  price,  and  her  old  countrymen.

anyone  from  the  westerlands  or  who  stops  by  lannisport  really.  this  also  includes  people  who  have  not  come  to  lannisport,  but  do  deals  within  the  city  or  with  the  lannisters  of  lannisport,  as  she  often  speaks  for  them  all

due  to  the  children  and  to  her  duties  at  the  realm  of  lannisport,  she  is  not  often  away  from  it,  but  it’s  possible  her  husband  could  have  taken  her  to  some  nearby  places,  or  even  acquaintances  from  that  travel  over  a  decade  ago,  when  she  was  just  one  out  of  many  goodbrothers

the  lannisters  of  lannisport!  please!!!  at  the  moment  i  only  have  her  husband  and  his  sister,  but  they’re  both  pretty  interesting  —  there’s  all  sort  of  things  to  explore  with  her  husband,  his  position  at  sea,  the  shift  to  proper  lordship  and  how  he  deals  with  her  ambitions  and  everything  else  in  their  relationship;  his  sister  is  rosamund  lannister,  who  is  acting  as  lady  /  doppleganger  for  myrcella  on  kings  landing.  i’ve  sent  wcs  for  the  both  of  them  but  i’m  very  game  to  discuss  or  change  anything  if  necessary!

[the-mini-muse]

Polin Drabble - Pragmatic 

Pragmatic - AKA The one that was inspired by Supernatural

Pragmatic

“What was it this time?” Penelope was treating her husband’s cut on his knuckles.  “Vamps,” Colin moved closer to her and started giving her kisses just below her ear. 

“Ughhh what did I say about PDA in the kitchen” Eloise walked in and started to make herself dinner. 

“Can’t help that my wife is beautiful,” Colin sent her a look of tenderness. Penelope loved this man with all that she was. This wasn’t the life she thought she would have but by God she would not trade it for the world. 

She thought back from her life before she found out about demons, vampires, ghosts, and other supernatural creatures. 

(Flashback)

Penelope considered herself a pragmatic person. She felt that everything could be explained logically and that was how Penelope lived her life - realistically. At least that’s how she lived her life until the night she met Colin Bridgerton. 

First she had met Eloise Bridgerton. For once in her life she had a friend. One who saw her and found nothing lacking. Through secondary school the two were inseparable. She found herself more often than not in the Bridgerton House where Eloise lived with her single Mother, Violet and her younger siblings Francesca, Hyacinth and Gregory. She also knew that she had another sister and three other brothers. 

Her older sister Daphne lived in the countryside with her husband and they both work in research. 

She wasn’t quite sure what her brothers did other than the fact they they all traveled and help people. Anthony being the oldest, then Benedict, and the youngest of the three was Colin.  
She’s seen pictures and all seem fairly handsome. A thought she does not share with Eloise, of course. 

Now that she and Eloise have graduated, their thoughts are of nothing but possibly traveling a little before focusing on their post secondary education. 

They were goofing around like usual, taking the back streets to walk to Eloise home. It was fairly late since they lost track of time at a nearby bookstore. 

That’s when a portly man with a thick mustache and balding hair came from the shadows and blocked their path. 

Penelope felt her eyes widen in fear as she tugged Eloise back with her. 

“Well, well, well. Hello there. I found you little lamb,” the man smiled like a predator playing with his prey. 

She saw Eloise tense up,” I’m giving you one chance to leave before I send you back where you came from!”

“Eloise, let’s go,”Penelope tried to get her friends attention. 

“ Oh but we are just getting reacquainted luv,” He stepped closer and that’s when it happened. His eyes turned ink black. 

Penelope’s scream died in her throat from fear.  “I’m not afraid of you!” Eloise taunted. 

“Oh but you should be….little LAMB!” With that he charged at them. Eloise pushed her back and was grabbed in the throat for her trouble. The blacked-eyed man slammed her friend on the side of the building and lifted her body up by the throat. 

Hearing her friend choking, Penelope grabbed a nearby brick and hit the man as hard as she could in the head. It worked since he let Eloise go but he turned around and looked at her in anger. 

“Oh that was a really bad choice there Red!” He was about to back hand her when he was tackled to the ground. 

“I don’t think so!” The man who had tackled her attacker and landing on top of him. He then pulled out a knife and plunged it deep into the attackers chest.

Stepping back and standing protectively in front of Penelope, the man quickly looked at her, “Are you ok?”

Oh now is not the time to thinking about how handsome her green eyed savior was, so she nodded. He turned back to the attacker on the floor who choked out, “ I’ll be seeing you soon little lamb! (Cough cough) You too Red. Can’t hide behind lover boy there forever.”

Black smoke flew out of his mouth and disappeared into the darkness of the night. 

Eloise walked towards them, rubbing her neck. Penelope pushed her handsome man aside to run over to her friend,” Oh Eloise! You’re hurt!”

Her friend; however, looked behind her and with a raspy voice said, “Nice timing brother.”

Penelope turned back towards her handsome man, Eloise’s brother. She wondered which one he was. 

“You’re unarmed? El, you know you need to carry at least some holy water!” He walked over to them, he then turned his attention to her, “Hello pretty lady, I’m Colin “

Eloise rolled her eyes and started stomping off, ”No flirting with Penelope!”

“Penelope,” Colin seemed to savor her name, “Pretty name for a pretty lady!”

Oh he’s a charmer! Oh this would not do she thought as she felt her heart flip at his smile. Shaking her head and letting him lead her towards Eloise. 

“Slow down El !” He yelled out. 

“Colin, what was that?” Penelope felt herself starting to shake uncontrollably. 

“Hey it’s ok. You’re safe, “ Colin stopped to peer down at her and rubbed her back comfortingly. She felt tears well up. She was so afraid. 

“That was a demon,” Eloise had walked back to check on her. 

Colin looked around, “We should go. Anthony and Benedict should be at the house. I’m sure everyone else is safe.”

Eloise looked at her brother,” Colin, that demon back there called me little lamb. Was it..?”

He pursed his lips and nodded,” We really should go.” Turning back to Penelope and lifting his arm,”Your chariot awaits pretty lady.”

(End flashback)

That night introduced her to demons and Hunters.  The Bridgertons were a family of Hunters who dealt with supernatural creatures that harm humans. They had offered to bring her back home and she could forget everything she saw that night.  She refused and so her life changed forever as she followed Eloise and Colin, acting most of the time as their researcher. 

It wasn’t long before she and Colin got together after a harrowing encounter with a Djinn. 

But now her life was changing again. They were going to meet Anthony and stay with him and the rest of the family at Aubrey Hall. Their family home that was fortified against all evil creatures. 

Penelope felt Colins hands rub against her round belly and was rewarded with a small kick. 

Yes. She wouldn’t trade this for the world.

a/n May turn this into a full multi-chaptered story with arcs. Someday.

[sea-owl]

One of my favorite type of kiss scenes is when the female lead has the male lead held at knife point for one reason or another. Possibly enemies to lovers, possibly two lovers on different sides of conflict, or someone learns a secret about their lover. But I always devour those scenes. Allow me to be a little self-indulgent.

Colin will always claim he had two first kissed with his wife. Yes, two first kisses. His first first kiss with her was with Penelope. Unable to deny, nor even wanting to deny her request for a kiss from him. It was soft, or Colin intended it to be before he found himself lost with only Penelope's plush lips guiding him.

The second first kiss, though, that one was with Lady Whistledown. There was a passion there that was missing before. Perhaps that it was Penelope who was more actively participating this time. Or perhaps it's the fight for dominance in this kiss. Okay, so the knife at his throat might have something to do with it, too. Knowing he was at Penelope's mercy did something to him okay?

When Colin had followed Penelope to this church, he found himself becoming angry that she would do something so foolish as wandering by herself in a hired hack no less! Not to mention the maid's outfit she was wearing. Then, the thought of her having lover crept into his head, and jealousy seeped into his stomach. When Colin saw Penelope place that letter behind the bible, he knew then, and there he would not give her the chance to run.

Stalking behind her, he made sure to stay silent. He had to make sure he could grab a hold of her before alerting her to his presence.

She was in arms reach now.

"Pen-!"

Colin didn't get a chance to finish before he found himself down in one of the pews. Sharp metal against his throat with Penelope closely standing over him, with a matching sharpness in her eyes that made Colin feel like prey.

Colin watched that sharpness retreat as Penelope realized who exactly she had pinned by knife point.

"C-Col-"

"That would be Colin." He tried to move forward, but while Penelope had begun to shrink in on herself, her grip on the knife stayed firm.

"What are you doing here?" Penelope asked.

"I could very well ask you the same thing."

The sharpness began to creep back into Penelope's eyes. "Did you follow me?"

Colin found himself watching her plush lips. They could be doing much more pleasurable things right now besides questioning him. Like kissing.

Penelope had adjusted her hand, giving Colin enough room to lean forward and kiss her. Surely it was an invitation to. So Colin did just that.

[im-a-mcsimp-for-mchotties]

criminal minds characters as quotes from summer staff @ my camp

morgan: duh, we’re professionals, we got done in like 5 minutes!

foyet: knife beats wench. wrench.

hotch: my wife left me!

every police dept/victim’s family: who do you think killed the killeds?

penelope: one does not simply walk into the white house. and so we charge.

rossi: notice the flowers. it’s kind of poisonous and toxic, and it has thorns. is that an emily flower?

morgan, again: look at this, mamacita!

[dootznbootz]

I feel kind of bad about that post I made talking about how Odysseus would never sacrifice his family to save his own skin while I didn't give a name, I hope that person doesn't feel bad or that they get hate. As I don't want to gatekeep someone's interpretation of the Odyssey but also...while I guess you could claim that he would do that, there's so much MORE evidence as to how he would literally rather be stabbed than see his wife and son have even a splinter

Her rejecting him at first put him in a bad position. Honestly, in an alternate universe, where she didn't accept him or trick him that night, I think the poor guy would've cried himself to sleep again in that separate cot. He'd probably cry to Athena and ask if he did something wrong.

It would probably be an "awkward morning" of Odysseus and Penelope silently doing their things (not bringing up suitors' parents right now. And Odysseus would probably tell Telemachus to not say anything stupid.) and eventually, everything would bubble up out of Odysseus and honestly, I could see him straight up begging her to accept him. Not even caring about how he appeared to others.

Honestly, if she DID take a lover in that time...I think he'd either accept it and just...wander? Around Ithaca as a beggar as he doesn't want to be away from them but if they won't accept him, what else can he do? OR if she had another lover, (War flashback of the shitty retelling where Penelope has an affair) he'd probably kill the lover as let's be honest, Odysseus is basically a Yandere, to put it simply. Touch the wife, you get the knife.

And yeah, he doesn't JUST want his family.

"Oh, he wants to not be in constant danger."

"He just wants to go back to Ithaca."

"He wants to be king again."

Boy howdy, he sure does!!! But if, for example, Penelope and Telemachus for some reason moved to somewhere else? IDK, AU where they permanently moved to Sparta, hanging with Helen and Menelaus, and she didn't remarry or something. He'd be like "Shit, okay, BRB." And go to them. He'd probably have them all go back to Ithaca but still, THEY ARE HIS HOME. They make Ithaca home. Any place is home as long as he has them.

Despite having the opportunity to wed the most beautiful woman in the world, he took the Oath so then he could marry Penelope. And even then, it wasn't "for sure" as he had to race her dad. He did so much simply to have the CHANCE to marry her even though he probably wasn't planning on getting married as he brought no gifts. And he did so much so then he wouldn't have to leave the life they had built together and their young baby.

He could've had ANYONE. Went ANYWHERE. Did ANYTHING and he still wanted THEM.

Like??? Holy shit. This guy would do ANYTHING for them. I mean that's kind of why he's considered to be so "scummy" in how ride or die he is for them and basically a bitch to everyone else. That's what makes him SO different from many of his peers.

Person: Would you rather have your family- Odysseus: Family, always. Person: I didn't even say it yet- Odysseus: I don't fucking care. Always family. Person: Even if it meant you got immortality and a hot goddess for a wife? Odysseus: You act like that's a good thing? That was literally torture. Fuck you. I already have a hot Water Wife™ that I get the privilege to drown in every day. She gave me a wonderful Water Son™ who is the light of my eyes and who I am more proud to be the father of than I am of being the son of an Argonaut Person: Even if I give you a million dollars? Odysseus, acting nonchalant while Penelope picks the person's pockets: As if we can't get that on our own. Person: You'd die? Odysseus: I'll set myself on fire if I have to. Person: ...Okay, new question. Would you rather lose your family- Odysseus: The other option. Always. Person: Even torture? Odysseus: I never said I would like it, just that I would do it. Person: Even yeet a baby?! Odysseus: I'll punt the baby if I have to. It's not like I wanna but I gotta do what I gotta do.

And so on and so forth. You GET IT.

[feelgoodbridgerton]

Chapter 3: A broken toy, a ruined flower, a lost cause

Ingrid felt a chill in her spine, as she heard his words. She wondered what he wanted to say to her, what he wanted to do to her.

She looked at Anthony, who was staring at her with a cold and stern expression. He looked like he was angry and disappointed, like he was ready to scold her and punish her.

She felt a surge of fear and resentment, as she met his gaze. She felt like he was judging her and blaming her, like he was holding her responsible for what had happened.

She looked away from him and glanced at the others. She saw Daphne, Eloise, Colin, and Penelope looking at her with concern and curiosity. They looked like they were worried and surprised, like they didn’t know what was going on.

She felt a wave of relief and gratitude, as she saw their faces. She felt like they were on her side, like they cared about her and understood her.

She wanted to talk to them and learn from them, but she didn’t have the time.She looked back at Anthony and nodded politely. She said nothing to him, and hoped he would say nothing to her.

But he did.

He took her by the arm and led her away from the others. He walked with her to a secluded corner of the ballroom, where no one could see or hear them.

He stopped and faced her, his eyes piercing into hers. He spoke in a low and harsh voice, his words cutting into her like a knife.

“Miss Whittington,” he said. “I don’t know what you’re doing here, or what you’re hoping to achieve. But I’m here to tell you that you’re wasting your time. You have no place in this society, no future in this world. You have been disgraced and dishonored by your former fiancé, who happens to be my best friend. You have brought shame and scandal to your family, who happens to be my friend’s family. You have no friends or allies here, only enemies and rivals. You have no chance of finding happiness or love here, only misery and sorrow.”

He paused and took a breath, his face contorted with anger and disgust.“I’m here to tell you that you should leave this ball, leave this town, leave this country. You should go somewhere far away, where no one knows you or cares about you. You should forget about your past, forget about your dreams, forget about your life. You should never come back here again, never show your face here again, never bother us again.”

He paused again and looked at her with contempt and pity.

“I’m here to tell you that you’re nothing but a broken toy, a ruined flower, a lost cause.”

He finished his speech and let go of her arm. He turned around and walked away from her, leaving her alone in the corner.

Ingrid felt a shock of pain and humiliation, as she heard his words. She felt like he had stabbed her in the heart, crushed her soul, shattered her hope.

She felt tears streaming down her face, as she watched him leave. She felt numb and empty, as she stood there. She felt nothing but despair, as she realized that he was right.

But then, she felt something else.

She felt a surge of anger and defiance, as she remembered what had happened. She remembered how Lord Stirling had proposed to her with a stunning sapphire ring, how he had promised to love her and cherish her, how he had kissed her and held her. She remembered how happy and excited she had been, how she had planned their wedding and their future, how she had dreamed of their life together. She remembered how she had walked down the aisle in her white gown, how she had smiled at him and said “I do”, how he had smiled back at her and said “I don’t”. She remembered how he had run away from the church, leaving her alone and humiliated, breaking her heart and ruining her reputation. She remembered how he had returned with his new wife, Rosalind Montgomery, who was heavily pregnant. She remembered how his father had invited her and her father over to apologize, how he had tried to explain and justify his son’s actions, how he had offered them money and favors to keep quiet. She remembered how Lord Stirling and his wife had looked at her with pity and contempt, how they had acted like they were sorry and regretful, how they had lied to her and mocked her.

She remembered how she had felt.

She felt betrayed and hurt by Lord Stirling, who had been the love of her life. She felt disgusted and insulted by Rosalind Montgomery, who had been the cause of her misery. She felt outraged and offended by Lord Stirling’s father, who had been the source of her trouble. She felt judged and blamed by Anthony Bridgerton, who had been the witness of her downfall.

She felt like she had been wronged by them all. She felt like she deserved justice.

She felt like she needed to fight back.

She wiped away her tears and lifted her chin. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. She gathered her courage and strength.

She decided to speak up.

She called out to Anthony, who was walking away from her. She raised her voice and said:

“Anthony Bridgerton!”

Anthony stopped and turned around. He looked at her with surprise and annoyance. He said:

“What is it now, Miss Whittington? Have you not said enough?” “No, I have not said enough. You have said enough. You have said too much. You have no right to speak to me like that, to treat me like that. You have no idea what I’ve been through, what I’m going through. You have no clue what it’s like to be me.”

Anthony snorted and said:

“Oh, please. Spare me your sob story. I know exactly what you’ve been through, what you’re going through. I know exactly what it’s like to be you.”

Ingrid frowned and said:

“How do you know? How can you know? You’re not me.”

Anthony smirked and said:

“No, I’m not you. But I’m close enough.” Ingrid gasped and said:

“What do you mean?”

Anthony leaned in closer to her and whispered in her ear:

“I mean that I know your secret.”He decides to reveal the secret, to expose the truth, to end the lie.

He whispers in Ingrid’s ear:

“I know that you’re pregnant with Lord Stirling’s child.”

Ingrid smiles politely at Anthony, and nods at him and says "I am not and never have been pregnant with Mr. Stirling's child."

Ingrid was innocent and honest, who didn’t do anything wrong except maybe for loving the wrong man. She loved Mr. Stirling and trusted him, and he betrayed her and left her. She suffered and struggled, but she didn’t give up or lose hope. She tried to move on and find happiness, but she faced many obstacles and challenges. She was a strong and resilient woman, who deserved better than Mr. Stirling.

Anthony was confused and conflicted, who didn’t know what to do or say. He was Mr. Stirling’s best friend and confidant, and he felt loyal and responsible for him. He was also Ingrid’s friend and protector, and he felt guilty and sorry for her. He wanted to help them both, but he didn’t know how. He believed Mr. Stirling’s lie, but he also doubted it. He revealed the secret, but he also regretted it. He was a proud and honorable man, who made a mistake.

However, Anthony would not believe her or trust her. He would insist that he was telling the truth, and that he had heard it from Mr. Stirling himself. He would accuse Ingrid of being dishonest and unfaithful, and of trying to trap Mr. Stirling into marriage with a false pregnancy. He would tell Ingrid that she had no proof or evidence to support her claims, and that no one would believe her or listen to her.

“Don’t lie to me, Ingrid. Don’t insult my intelligence. I know the truth. I heard it from Lord Stirling himself, before he left the church. He told me that you were pregnant with his child, and that he couldn’t marry you because he loved someone else.”

“He told you that? How could he? How dare he? He’s the one who loved someone else, not me. He’s the one who betrayed me, not me. He’s the one who left me at the altar, not me.”

“Stop playing the victim, Ingrid. Stop pretending that you’re innocent and honest. You’re not. You’re dishonest and unfaithful. You tried to trap Lord Stirling into marriage with a false pregnancy. You tried to ruin his life and his happiness.”

“That’s not true, Anthony. That’s not true at all. I loved Lord Stirling with all my heart. I trusted him with all my soul. I didn’t try to trap him or ruin him. I wanted to marry him and be with him.”

“Then why did you come here tonight? Why did you show up at this ball? What are you hoping to achieve? Do you think you can win him back? Do you think you can make him love you again?”

“No, Anthony, no. I don’t want him back. I don’t love him anymore. I came here tonight to move on, to find happiness, to forget.”

“Forget? Forget what? Forget that you’re pregnant with his child? Forget that you’re carrying his bastard?”

“How dare you say that, Anthony You have no right to say that, no right at all because I am not pregnant!"

“I have every right to say that, Ingrid. I have every right to say anything I want. You are lying! and you have no friends or allies here, only enemies and rivals. You have no place in this society, no future in this world.”

“That’s not true, Anthony. That’s not true at all. I have friends here, I have allies here. I have a place here, I have a future here.”

“Oh, really? Who are your friends? Who are your allies? Who will stand by you? Who will help you?” “They will.”

Ingrid pointed at the group of people standing near the fireplace, who had been watching their argument with concern and curiosity.

She pointed at Daphne, Eloise, Colin, and Penelope.

She pointed at Benedict.

Benedict stepped forward and walked towards them.

He looked at Ingrid with sympathy and kindness.

He looked at Anthony with disappointment and regret.

“Anthony, stop this nonsense. Stop hurting Ingrid. Stop hurting yourself.”

Anthony looked at Benedict with surprise and annoyance.

“Benedict, what are you doing here? What are you saying?”

“I’m here to help Ingrid. I’m here to help you.”

“Help us? Help us how?”

“By telling you the truth.”

She looked at Benedict with gratitude and admiration.

"Thank you Benedict for being on my side but I think its been a long night and I should head home."

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